#goo gunil x reader

[joohanisms]

i am on my period and in pain which means

i deserve shameless selfish fanfcition

xdh + your period 💭💫

cw: periods, period sex, shower/bath sex, mention of taking pictures during sex, boys taking care of you, toys, slight crack, fingering, pegging

gunil

takes care of you so nicely :-(

even carries you around if you want to

makes you laugh, handles your mood swings, gets you chocolate or sweets, pets your tummy, etc. the perfect guy

is somehow against fucking you on your period because he's so scared of hurting you + the blood makes him even more uneasy because he associates it with hurting you

he likes the bloody mary blowjobs but feels bad you're not getting off :-(

until you get home with one of those phone controlled vibrators. and somehow now you're sitting at your couch shaking in your metaphorical boots because you're not allowed to cum before he says so

always gives you the go ahead. he can"t deny a woman in need

jungsu

takes great care of you :-( my lovely oldest child

has a hot pack at his place for your cramps 🥺

def is one of those people that will clean the house for you when you're not feeling well. you'll take a nap and wake up to your dishes in the dishrack, your floor swept, the living room organized..

when it comes to sex, he is a little afraid to hurt you – but everytime you assure him you'll be fine he breaks his resolve

but in his head, the best thing to do is fucking in the bath. hear him out

1) it's warm. it's relaxing. it'll help with the cramping and the full-body horrors menstruation brings with it

2) he'll wash your hair for you!! he'll give you a massage!! let him pamper you a little

3) you can lay on his chest and he'll either finger you with his head on your shoulder or put his cock in you and fuck you sooooo lazily, just grinding and making you feel full

4) no clean up, no staining, only water and a nice orgasm to tire you out a little

jiseok

first off, always goes thank god you're not pregnant even though you're on birth control + you're both careful. he's ridiculous

ALWAYS!!!! has ibuprofen on him

"how's the uterus?"

def the uterUS guy

which means. he's with you every single second he can. you can't get off your bed? neither can he, guess you'll have to cuddle. you wanna take a walk to ease your cramps? he's by your side, hope you wanna hold hands. you need a good cry? you're crying on his shoulder. you want to eat a mountain of carbs? he's ordering double so you can eat together

guess who's getting fucked!!!!! if you're down ofc.

lays down a towel on the bed Or.. fucks you in the shower <3

used to lift your leg up onto his hip but you nearly lost balance once and now ya'll are scared so. your hands are on the tiles and you're nearly bent over while he slams into you !

really likes how the squelching is louder because of the blood+fluids and

every time he can see blood smeared on the top of his thighs/on his cock everytime he pulls out he goes a little bit insane .

not because it's blood, but because it's SO messy. probably has pictures somewhere in his phone.

likes cumming inside because you were already loose and messy before and now you're even looser and messier .

and thinks it's cute when his cum drips out a shade of pink. he's ridiculous

seungmin

DEFINITELY has a period tracker app

"hey baby have you started your period yet? i'm bringing you some cake either way i know you get grumpy without a sweet treat <3"

response to this ranges from who are you calling grumpy seungmin to full on sobbing because your boyfie is so nice to you

either way, he embraces you in a hug and coos about his baby being emotional

softest ever when you ask him to fuck ;-(

delicate with how he touches you

softest love making towels on the bed missionary.

tender touches tummy pats

"are you doing okay baby? do you want to keep going?"

"is my baby feeling better? is this helping?"

you'd NEVER believe it's the same guy that is usually a menace to you

don't let him fool you though.. his head Is spinning with how sloppy your cunt is

hyeongjun

nicest boy alive. is at your beck and call. if you go [sighs] i wish i had a sweet treat :-( he's already putting shoes on to buy you cookies

lays his head on your stomach because the weight and the warmth makes you more comfortable :-( pet his hair as a treat pls

NOTHING a good nap can't cure. the blinds are closed, the ac is on, the fluffy blankets are on top of you, hyeongjun is spooning you with a firm hand on your tummy, you're only waking up 3h later with a whole new mood. now the gamble is Which Mood

will do Anything you ask fr

now in this blog we have established he's fingering master. that's what you'll be doing .

it's not that he thinks it's disgusting having actual sex on periods or anything . he's just so lazy. it's sooo much easier to just wash his hands later instead of prepping the whole bed in case of any leakage or blood stains

(he has seen you cry over staining the sheets. he's not taking chances)

it's so much faster to shove his hands down your pants and finger fuck you clothed, pad and all.

plus its super common to feel icky about yourself on your period and he respects that so much !!! the clothes only come off if you want them to come off

if it gets Too Much he's not opposed to fucking you in the shower, pressing his whole front against your back and covering your stomach with a giant hand.....

jooyeon

unfortunately for some, he won't be eating you out.

i don't think he'd love the taste of blood (i don"t think many people do,) so it's generally off limits ? but he's making it up to you for sureeeeeeeeeee.

his favorite way to do so is being pegged.

once joked about how once a month you switch both roles and holes and earned a slap across his head.

goes :-( can i pls suck your boobs and if you say no because you're tender he goes :-( pls just the tip just a little bit i swear i'll be gentle

if you give in, he's actually unbearably soft with kitten licks and soft little kisses. and now you want him to be rougher and this fuckass won't do it

has emergency pads/tampons at his place!!!! your period is NOT messing with cuddle time. oh you suddenly started it and stained your pants? no one is going home your clothes are in the washing machine you're wearing boxers and you're chilling under the blankets.

tried to hit you with the hey babe what size pussy you wear and received absolutely NOTHING in return. joo was IGNORED and REJECTED so he bought what felt right+whatever had the same color of the package you had at your house

[gunilslaugh]

Cassette Playlist

Goo Gunil

Summary: Your mom’s old cassette player somehow sent you back to the summer of 1990, where you meet a goofy, yet confident guy. Who might make it hard to leave. (non-idol au) 

WC:11.6k

Warning:none

If this flops I'm never writing a long fic ever again lol

photo not mine credits to owner.

CRASH! SNAP! CRACK! Panic rages through your body as you stare at your mom’s old cassette player that is now in pieces.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“And why exactly have you decided to take a trip down memory lane?” you asked your mom. Letting out a heave as you set the heavy box down on your mom’s bed. 

“I watched Jetsons: The Movie yesterday and it got me feeling nostalgic,” your mom answers you, taking off the lid to the box. “My old cassette player!” your mom called out excitedly as she pulled the old device from the box. “I used to use this all the time,” she tells you. 

“I can tell. You used it so much it cracked.” You pointed to the crack that ran across the lid to insert a cassette. 

“I don’t remember it having a crack actually.” Your mom scratched her head trying to remember if she was forgetting how the player got the crack. 

“Maybe it happened while it was stored. We’re not always gentle with these boxes,” you chuckled. 

“You’re right that could be what happened. We should be more gentle with these,” she states gesturing to the boxes.

“I wonder if it still works?” you wondered, taking the cassette player from your mom. 

“It would definitely need batteries,” she says tapping the battery compartment. “We don’t have the type of batteries it takes right now. I’ll pick some up when I go to the store.”

“You still remember what batteries it takes?” You raised one of your eyebrows in shock. Your mom laughs. 

“I told you I used to use it all the time. I’ll probably never forget what batteries it takes. I bet I could still use this in my sleep,” she affirms. 

“I might have to test you on that,” you said playfully. Your mom smiles and shakes her head, looking into the box again. You join her in looking at the contents of the box. “Is this your year book?” you questioned pulling the book from the box.

“Yeah it’s from my junior year? I think.” You open the book, flipping through its pages. You stopped flipping through the pages when a picture of your mom with some guy caught your attention. Your mom had her arms affectionately wrapped around the guy’s middle. Her head tilted in the direction of the guy too.

“And who is this? One of your old boyfriends?” You nudge your mom with your elbow, showing her the picture.

“Oh um I think his name started with a G. I can’t remember right now, but no he wasn’t my boyfriend, not even a friend really. He was more like a nice acquaintance,” she informs. 

“So this picture is just for show?” you said. 

“Pretty much. That was the first day we met actually,” she tells you. You look at her with your head tilting to the side, as if asking her to explain more. 

“He came up behind me and gave me a really tight back hug. I pushed him away harshly because I didn’t know who he was. Then he began to profusely apologize explaining that he mistook me for someone else,” your mom tells you the story. 

“Oh my gosh that’s embarrassing. I would have died if I was him,” you laughed. 

“Yeah I felt bad for him. Anyway people for the yearbook were coming around, so I pulled him into this side hug to make us even,” she further explained. 

“How kind of you,” you remarked half sarcastically. To which your mom playfully shrugged in response. “Did he ever say who he mistook you for?” you questioned. 

“You’re so nosy and no I never asked,” she tells you. 

“Oh.” you look back down at the picture, wondering who this guy could have mistook your mom for.

After taking the little trip down memory lane you and your mom put the aged objects back inside the boxes, leaving out the cassette player since your mom was going to pick up batteries for it. Then you returned the boxes back to their places in the top shelf of the closet. Proceeding you returned to your bedroom to carry on with your day. You hopped onto your bed, opening your laptop to look for a show to watch. 

Later in the day your mom returned home from running some errands: buying groceries and batteries. You helped your mom put the groceries away. Once all the groceries were placed in their spots your mom excitedly ran to her bedroom to grab her old cassette player. 

“You’re like an excited kid who’s ready to play with their new toy,” you remark. “Well, I guess it’s an old toy in this case,” you added. 

“I am excited,” she states matter-of-factly, opening up the batteries she recently bought. She then opens the battery compartment of the cassette player and carefully places the batteries inside, making sure they're facing the right direction.  Succeeding hearing the satisfying click of the battery compartment closing your mom eagerly places one of the headphones into her ear then holds out the other one for you. You take it from her hand and place it into your ear. She looks at you to make sure you’re ready with her finger hovering over the play button. You nodded at her in confirmation and with that your mom pressed the button. Music began to play from the head phones filling the two of your ears. Your mom begins to excitedly jump up and down at her favorite nostalgic item still working. A smile makes its way to your face as you watch your mom’s happiness. While feeling impressed that the old device still works. 

“This brings back memories,” your mom says reminiscently as she listens to the song. 

“This song is nice,” you comment. 

“You like it?” your mom asked. You nodded your head. 

“You should keep this for a while then,” she suggested. 

“Huh? Why?” Your eyebrows raised in confusion. 

“It made me really happy as a teen. I would like to make you happy too. You’re a bit older than I was when I first got it, but that’s ok,” she explains. 

“Ok sure, why not?” you agreed. 

“Ooh I’ll go grab my other cassette so you can listen to them,” she takes the headphone from her ear before scurrying off to go grab the cassette. When she returns with the cassettes in hand she hands them over with a smile. You didn’t really know how much you would use the cassette player, but you figured you could at least listen to each cassette once. See what kind of music your mom used to listen to. You hit the stop of the cassette player and took off your headphone. You wrapped the headphones around the player as you walked to your room. You set the player on your bedside dresser planning to listen to it later.

Later in the evening you helped your mom make dinner. While waiting for your dad to get back from work. Your dad got home while you were dishing up dinner. 

“Perfect timing,” your mom said, greeting him. You all sat at the table together. “I gave y/n my old cassette player today,” your mom tells. 

“Oh really? That thing still works?” your dad asked surprised. 

“Just like it used to,” your mom says. 

“Except for the crack across the front,” you said. 

“I told you I don’t remember it having a crack. It’s a mystery how it got there,” she states. 

“Guess we’ll never know,” your dad shrugged. You all continued to eat, having the occasional side conversation. After dinner you did the dishes then headed to your room. You sat down on your bed. Your eyes fell over to your mom’s old cassette player. You reached over to your dresser and grabbed it, unwrapping the headphones around it. You put one headphone in each ear and hit play on the cassette. Music filled your ears and you rested against your headboard becoming fully immersed in the music. A couple songs played then you came across a song that you really liked. You wanted to listen to it again so you hit the rewind button, but nothing happened. You hit it again and once more nothing happened. You tried again only to be met with the same result. Growing a bit frustrated you smack the cassette player in hopes of getting it to work. You hit the rewind button another time and this time you hear the song begin to reverse. However your room began to look blurry. Like when you pass by something really fast. Then suddenly it all stopped and you were standing in a park? There were some kids running around playing on some playground equipment. Parents sitting on benches. A couple teenage boys were kicking a ball around out in the open grass. You walked around the park stopping under the shade of a tree, trying to gather your senses. Did you fall asleep while you were listening to the cassette? That’s when you notice that the cassette is in your hand and headphones are still in your ears. Much to your surprise the cassette player had been fixed. There was no longer a crack running across it. How was that possible? Was this all just a dream? Right then a ball lands by your feet. 

“Sorry, could you kick it back please?” you hear. You looked up to see one of the teenage boys. You looked back down at the ball then back at the boy. You gave the ball a swift kick sending it back over. “Thanks!” the boy shouted. You nodded in response. Quickly you went back to trying to figure out what was going on. This didn’t really feel like it was a dream, but what else could it be? You look around at your surroundings again. This time you notice that all the clothes people are wearing look like they're from the 90s. Certainly this was all a really weird dream. You began to leave the park not really knowing where you were going. Just trying to find some answers. Hopefully some confirmation that this was all indeed one weird dream. As you were walking you happened to come across a discarded newspaper. You pick it up and flip it around. Your eyes widened as they saw the date: June 3, 1990. You couldn’t really be back in the 90s could you? No, that would be crazy and impossible. There was absolutely no way. Your heart began to pound in fear. If you were really back in the 1990, what were you supposed to do? How did you get here? More importantly, how were you going to get home? You started to rack your brain. That’s when it hit you, the cassette player. You were trying to get the rewind button to work when you were suddenly transported here. You quickly brought up the cassette player. If rewind brought you back to the past  then fast forward should send you to the future as in back home. You couldn't hit the play and fast forward button soon enough. However much to your dismay it didn’t work. Well technically it did work. The song you were listening to began to speed up and fast forward, but you didn’t go anywhere. You weren’t back in your room. You were still standing about a block away from the park. You felt like crying, sinking down into the concrete pavement. 

“Oh hey it’s you again,” you heard a familiar voice. You look up to see the teenage boy from the park again.

“Hey,” you replied. 

“Why are you just sitting here?��� he asked. Oh you know just having a crisis. No big deal. 

“Just…thinking.” is the word you decide to go with. 

“Shouldn’t you be headed home? It will be dark soon.” You didn’t even notice the setting sun. 

“Oh um…” If you could you would and really wish that you could. 

“Are you new around here? I don’t think I’ve seen you before?” he questioned. 

“Yeah I just got here,” you tell him. The boy has no clue how literal your statement is.

“Are you lost then? I can walk you home if you want? Just tell me your address,” he offered. 

“No, that’s ok.” I don’t have a home to go to.

“Did you run away from home?” he gasped. 

“What? No! I didn't, it's not like-” you sighed. “You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you,” you say.

“Try me?” he challenged. 

“Fine. I time traveled from the future,” you told him seriously. The boy looked at you for a few seconds before bursting out into laughter. 

“Oh, that’s a good one. Seriously, did you get in a fight with your parents or something?” He takes a seat beside you on the pavement. 

“Told you wouldn’t believe me,” you said. “Just go home, don’t worry about me.” Sensing your upsetness he decides to give you the upper hand. 

“Ok, let’s say I believe you. How did you get here and from where,when?” he questions. 

“I’m from 2024. My mom’s old cassette player somehow brought me back in time. I know that sounds crazy because it is, but it’s true,” you explained. 

“This cassette player?” He points to the cassette player in your hand. 

“Yeah.” You held it up a bit. 

“Can I see it?” He held his hands out. 

“Knock yourself out.” You handed the player over to him. At first he only glances over it, yet he begins to squint at the clear plastic lid of the cassette player. He proceeded to hit the open button on the lid. “What are you-”

“1993.” you hear him murmur. 

“What?” you asked. 

“1993,” he repeated. 

“What about it?”

“It’s 1990,” he reminded you. That’s when it clicked. 

“It’s 1990 and this cassette is from 1993!” you said excitedly. “You believe me now right?” you questioned hopefully. 

“Well it’s not, what did you say 2024?” You nodded. “But it is evidence that you are from the future, so…yeah I believe you,” he tells you. 

“Oh thank you!” you tell him. 

“So what are you gonna do?” he questioned handing you the cassette player back. Your excitement faded away as quickly as it came.

“I don’t know. I just wanna go home,” you answered. The boy looks at you sympathetically. He has no idea how you must feel right now, but it’s clear that you're very stressed about your situation. 

“How about you come stay with me. I could help you figure out how to get home,” he suggested. 

“Thanks, but would your parents be ok with you bringing some random girl home?” you ask. 

“I’ll tell them that you’re a friend who needs a place to stay for a while,” he tells you. 

“What if they ask about my parents? I mean they…haven’t even met yet. They’re both teenagers right now.” The gravity of your situation hits you even more. 

“We can figure that out later. Sitting on a sidewalk isn’t going to solve anything though, so will you come?” he questioned. You thought for a moment. It’s not like you had a better option. 

“You’re sure it’s ok for me to stay with you?” you double checked. 

“Absolutely we have a guest room that you can stay in,” he tells you. 

“Ok thanks uh… you’re?” Something hits you while you’re looking at the guy, whom you didn’t know the name of. He looked just like the guy from the yearbook photo with your mom. “Something with a G” you mouthed recalling your mom’s words.

“Oh that’s right we kinda skipped over introductions. I’m Gunil,” he introduced himself, sticking out his hand. 

“Gunil, with a G,” you didn’t mean to say it outloud. 

“Yep with a G. I don’t think it would quite work with a J,” he joked lightheartedly.

“I’m y/n,” you introduced yourself and finally shook his outstretched hand. That had been waiting an awkwardly long time. 

“Let’s go y/n.” He stands up from the pavement, dusting off his pants. Then he sticks out his hand to help you up. You take his hand standing up. You still had no clue how you were going to get home, but at least you had someone who was willing to help. 

The walk to Gunil’s house didn’t take too long. He lived relatively close to the park. 

“This is it,” Gunil announced when you reached the bottom of his driveway. You felt your nerves begin to bubble up again. 

“Are you sure this is ok? I can figure something else out,” you say feeling uneasy. 

“Like what? Sleeping on a park bench? I assure you it's fine. Now come on.” Gunil starts to walk up his driveway. You follow behind him, nervously fiddling with your hands. “Mom I’m back and-”

“You have a guest,” his mom finished his sentence. After seeing you standing behind him in the doorway. 

“This is my friend y/n and they need a place to stay for a bit,” Gunil said sheepishly. 

“Oh, of course you friends are always welcome here, you know that,” his mom smiled.

“Thank you,” you thanked her.

“Sure thing sweetie, but Gunil, is there any reason why we haven’t met her before?” his mom asks.

“Have you been hiding her from us?” His dad now joined the conversation with a teasing tone. 

“What? No I haven’t it-” Gunil began to sputter, feeling flustered by his dad’s teasing. 

“It’s because I only moved here recently,” you saved. 

“Oh I see. I hope you like it here, but if you’re going to stay with us why don’t you have a bag? Certainly you need more than just a cassette player.” Gunil’s mom looked around for your belongings. 

“I wanted to get permission first. I can go pack my stuff tomorrow,” you told her. You felt your heart pounding. 

“That’s right. I tried to tell her that you would understand, but she didn’t want to intrude,” Gunil backed you up. 

“You’re just a sweet little thing aren’t you? Come on, dinner is ready. I’m sure you both are hungry.” She guides both you and Gunil to the kitchen table. You felt awkward as you sat next to Gunil at the table.

“So y/n where did you move from?” Gunil’s dad questioned you, trying to create some small talk.

You swear you could feel Gunil tense up beside you. 

“Michigan.” Why was that the first place that popped into your head?

“Did you like it there?” he followed up. 

“The lakes were really pretty,” you said the one thing you knew about Michigan. 

“Oh yes! I’ve seen pictures of Lake Michigan I would love to see it in person one day,” Gunil’s mom chimed in. 

“Dinner is really good Mrs. Goo. Thank you,” you state, trying to change the topic. 

“I’m already letting you stay here. There is no need to butter me up.”

“I’m not,” you pronounced, shaking your head. 

“I like her,” Gunil’s mom says and shoots Gunil a look. To which Gunil quickly shakes his head at his mother. A silent plea to ask her to stop. His mother laughs lightly at him. Thankfully you aren’t asked anymore questions throughout the rest of dinner. 

After dinner Gunil showed you the guest room. His mom came into the room holding some pajamas. 

“They might not fit perfectly, but they should be ok for the night.” She smiled at you as she handed them over. 

“Oh, thank you. You didn’t have to,” you said, taking them from her. 

“Don’t be silly. You’re our guest. You should be comfortable,” she insisted. 

“Well thanks again,” you say. Gunil’s mom then steps out of the room, leaving just you and Gunil.  

“My room is right next door”– Gunil pointed towards his room– “And the bathroom is right across the hall. Let me know if you need anything,” he told you. 

“Mmh, thank you” you nod your head.

“No problem.” Gunil turned around and left the room. You looked at the cassette player sitting on the bed. You walked over to the bed, setting down the pajamas that were in your hand to pick up the cassette player. 

“Can’t you just take me home?” you said to the old or you guess it’s not so old right now cassette player. “Please,” you begged, placing a headphone in your ear. You placed in the other one and hit play. Music filled your ears. You pressed the fast forward button, the song played faster. You sighed. Your finger now hovers over the rewind button. What if you hit it and it sends you even farther back in the past? However, on the other hand, what if it sent you home? You took a breath, closed your eyes and hit the rewind button. The song began to rewind. You carefully popped one eye open. Nothing happened, you were still in the guest room. Feeling defeated, you pulled the headphones out of your ears. You changed into the pajamas Gunil’s mom had given you. She was right they weren’t a perfect fit, but they would do. 

Later in the night Gunil’s mom stopped by your door to wish you goodnight. Before you could respond to her you hear Gunil yelling you a goodnight as well through the thin walls. You yelled him a goodnight back which made his mom laugh. Then you wished her a goodnight as well. You made yourself comfortable underneath the covers. Closing your eyes and waiting for sleep to take you away and hopefully back home somehow. 

Upon waking up in the morning it takes you a second to remember where you are. Once you see your mom’s cassette player sitting on the edge of the bed you remember. You were still stuck in 1990. You sat up on the bed not quite knowing what to do. It would be awkward if you just walked out of the room as you are right now right? What if Gunil wasn’t up yet then you would be stuck with his parents. That didn’t seem all that ideal. Your bladder apparently had an answer for you though. The bathroom was right across the hall from you. You would just have to do a quick in and out. You opted for getting dressed first, changing back into the clothes you were wearing yesterday. You carefully opened the door as silently as possible, peeking your head out. When you didn’t see anyone you quickly beelined into the bathroom. You were ready to beeline back to your room however right when you opened the bathroom door someone called you.

“Oh y/n you’re up. How’d you sleep?” Gunil’s mom asked you. You awkwardly stepped into the hallway. 

“I slept good, thanks. You?” you returned.

“I slept good too. Gunil is still sleeping, but I can wake him up if you want,” she offered. 

“That’s ok he can keep sleeping,” you told her. You kinda regretted it though. Maybe it would be better to just wake him up.

“You can come out to the living room. I’m almost done making breakfast,” she tells you. You awkwardly followed her out to the living room. Where you now see Gunil’s dad sitting in the chair. He bid you a good morning as you did to him in return. You tentatively took a seat on the couch. 

“Y/n you never told us why you’re staying with us,” he dad said. You feel your heartbeat pick up as you took a moment to think.

“...Oh my parents are out of town and I don’t feel comfortable staying in our new house by myself yet,” you explained. 

“What’d they go out of town for?” He was probably just trying to make conversation, but you really wish he wasn’t.

“Work.” That sounded reasonable enough, you thought. 

“What do they do for work?” It was too early for your brain to make up these fake answers. 

“They work for a cassette manufacturer.” Gunil answered for you emerging from the hallway. He came and took a seat next to you on the couch. He was still wearing his pajamas and his hair was a bit messy. He looked oddly cute. 

“Gunil you’re up just in time. Breakfast is ready,” his mom informed, coming into the living room. 

You guys all headed to the kitchen, sitting down and eating the breakfast that Gunil’s mom had made.

“Thanks for breakfast mom. I’m gonna go change then I’ll take y/n to go pack her things,” Gunil stated. Just like that Gunil whisked away to his room. You returned to the guest room to grab the cassette player. You had barely grabbed the cassette player when Gunil appeared in the doorway. 

“You ready?” he checked.

“That was fast,” you remarked, taking in his tidied up appearance. His hair was no longer messy and he swapped his pajamas for a black t-shirt and jeans.

“I didn’t want you to wait,” he told you. 

“Thanks, and yeah I’m ready,” you answered him. The two of you walked out of Gunil’s house. “Gunil how are we gonna pack my things when I have no things to pack?” you questioned once you two reached the end of his driveway. Gunil reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet.

“We have some shopping to do.” He waved his wallet around. 

“Gunil no,” you say, footsteps coming to a stop. Gunil lets out a sigh. His footsteps coming to a stop as well. 

“Do you have a better idea? You can’t exactly wear the same clothes everyday,” he pointed out. 

“I know that, but I feel bad having you spend money on me,” you explained. Gunil takes a couple steps closer to you. 

“Don’t feel bad. I want to. I’ve been wanting to go shopping anyway, so this is the perfect opportunity,” he tells you. 

“Still, won’t it be too much-”

“Shush, your only concern should be figuring out how to get back home. Let me take care of the rest,” he silenced you. He swings one of his arms around your shoulder prompting you to start walking again. When you try to refute again he simply shushes you more.

“Can I ask where we’re going then?” you questioned. You turned your head to look at Gunil, who still had his arm wrapped around your shoulder.

“The mall. It’ll have everything we need,” Gunil answered casually. 

“I haven’t been to the mall in ages,” you say. 

“Really? Are malls not that popular in the future?” Gunil asked with slightly widened eyes. 

“I don’t think they're as popular as they used to be, but plenty of people still go to them,” you answered. Gunil nods at your answer. “How far is the mall?” you asked. 

“About a twenty minute walk,” Gunil answered. 

“Wanna listen to music?” You held up the cassette player. 

“Are you sure it won’t send us to the past?” Gunil jokes. You scoffed. 

“Honestly no I can’t be sure, but it should be fine,” you say. 

“I’ll risk it.” Gunil reaches to take one of the headphones and puts it in his ear. You put the other one in your ear. You hit play on the cassette player, letting the music fill either of yours and Gunil’s ears. To any onlookers you and Gunil probably look like a couple. With Gunil’s arm that he is yet to remove from around your shoulders and now sharing headphones on top of it. You felt oddly comfortable though. This is probably the most relaxed you felt since you had arrived in 1990. 

Upon arriving at the mall both you and Gunil remove the headphones from your ears. Gunil’s arm finally leaves your shoulders. It’s not until he removed his arm that you realized it was there the entire time. Gunil finds that his arm now feels empty that it’s not wrapped around you. 

“Where to first?” you questioned as the two of you walked inside the entrance of the mall. 

“I was thinking we should probably get you a bag first, then we can go get you some clothes,” he tells you. 

“Sounds good,” you agreed. Gunil led you to a shop that had a collection of bags that you could choose from. You ended up picking a blue duffle bag that had teal carrying straps. Next, Gunil takes you to a clothing store. He asked you about your preferences for what types of clothes you like to wear then proceeded to help you pick out some outfits. 

“How about this one?” Gunil asked, holding up a shirt in a color you specifically told him you disliked. You make a very unimpressed face at him. 

“Gunil, I specifically told you I don’t like that color,” you told him. 

“Why? I think it suits you. You look pretty.” He steps closer to you, holding the shirt up to your frame. You feel a warmth trying to make its way to your cheeks. You shook it off. 

“Gunil, no.” You pushed the shirt away from your frame. 

“Come on please. I’m buying anyway,” he pointed. He kinda had you there. He was paying for all your things, so you felt like the least you could do is get something that he liked. Even if it wasn’t something you would pick for yourself. 

“Fine, but don’t keep using that against me.” You pointed a finger at him. Gunil raised his hands in a playful surrender. 

“Ok, I won’t,” he said, happily tossing the shirt with the other clothes you were getting.

Three shops later you convinced Gunil that you really didn’t need anymore stuff. He seemed reluctant, but agreed with you. He insisted that you two get some food before you head back to his place though. You couldn’t deny that all the shopping didn’t work up your appetite, so you and Gunil made your way over to the food court. The two of you got food from a place that Gunil recommended. After getting your food you walked over to the seating area. 

“So how are you liking the 90s mall experience?” Gunil questioned making you laugh. 

“I mean, I don't think it's that different from a modern day mall, but it’s nice,” you say. 

“Yo Gunil! You didn’t tell us you were coming here today. Oh who’s this?” One of, who are assuming, is Gunil’s friends asked. 

“This is y/n. They’re new around here,” Gunil introduced. 

“She looks kinda familiar,” one of the notes.

“I was thinking the same thing,” another one says.

“The park!” One exclaimed pointing at you. “She’s the one who kicked the ball back to us.” 

“Oh, that’s right.” 

“You mean they’re the one-” 

“What are you guys doing here?” Gunil cut his friend off. 

“We were gonna see if they have any new music at the music shop,” One answered. 

“Well then don’t let us stop you guys,” Gunil motioned for them to get going.

“Wait! Wait! Wait! We haven’t introduced ourselves yet,” one says. “I’m Jooyeon,” he introduced himself. 

“I’m Jiseok,” another one said. 

“Seungmin.” The boy gave you a half wave. 

“Jungsu,” he smiled. 

“I’m Hyeongjun,” the last one says shyly. 

“Nice to meet you guys,” you state. 

“You like to listen to music?” Jiseok pointed to your cassette player. You nodded. 

“Yeah you could say that,” you answered. 

“Do you want to come to the music shop with us then?” Jiseok offered. 

“Maybe some other time. We should be heading back now,” Gunil interjected, standing up. 

“Oh don’t be silly Gunil. It’s not even late afternoon yet. Let me see what you listen to, the music store probably has it.” Jiseok reaches for the cassette player you had sitting on the table. Wasting no time in opening it and taking a look at the cassette before you could say anything. “You listen to them too! I-why don’t I recognize any of these songs?” Jiseok starts to look at the cassette closer. 

“Oh that’s be-”

“1993!” Jiseok’s eyes widened. “H-how do you have a cassette from 1993?” Jiseok looked at you in disbelief. You looked at Gunil in a panic. He looked back at you just as panicked. “What’s with those looks? What’s going on?” Jiseok interrogated. 

“Well, you see, I may or may not be from 34 years in the future,” you said. Jiseok’s face deadpans for a moment before he bursts out laughing. 

“That’s a good one. I didn’t think you’d be so funny, but seriously what is this a fake or something?” He waved the cassette in his hand. 

“Listen to it,” Gunil tells him. 

“What?” Jiseok responded. 

“Listen to it,” he gestured for Jiseok to put the cassette back in the player. Jiseok looked skeptical, but he did as he was told. His eyes widened again as he listened to the song he’s never heard before, but is unmistakably from the artist. 

“How is this possible?” Jiseok asked, removing the headphones from his ears. You reach over taking the cassette player back from him. 

“That’s what I want to know,” you sighed.

“Wait a second, are you actually saying that she’s from the future?” Seungmin speaks up. 

“I know it’s hard to believe, but yeah,” Gunil states. 

“Hard to believe? It’s completely crazy!” Seungmin declares. 

“You don’t have to believe it if you don’t want to, but Gunil and I should really get going now,” you say. Gunil gathers the bags of your recently bought items and makes his way to your side. 

“Hold on you can’t just leave after saying you're from the future,” Jooyeon followed after you and Gunil. 

“Ok then you can follow us, but I told my mom we're gonna go pick up y/n’s things. She’ll start to worry if we’re gone for too much longer,” Gunil tells. Like a group of ducklings Gunil’s friends started to follow after you two. 

“We should probably put the stuff into the duffle bag,” you tell Gunil.

“You’re right. Let’s stop for a second.” Gunil stepped aside and the two of you began to pull your recently bought items and put them into the duffle bag. 

“I take it your parents don’t know that she’s from the future?” Jungsu inferred. 

“No, she’s a friend, who moved here recently and is staying with us while her parents are away,” Gunil informed. 

“Do you know where your parents are?” Jooyeon randomly asked. You stopped loading clothes into the duffle bag to think. 

“Umm…if it’s 1990 then,” you pause to do some mental math. “My mom would be sixteen, so she’d be living with my grandparents. I know she goes to the same high school as you guys do,” you say.

“How do you know that?” Gunil asked as he finished putting the last piece of clothing into the duffle bag and zipped it up.

“I saw a picture of you in her old yearbook,” you tell him. It’s a bit ironic that you called the yearbook old considering that it hasn’t been made yet. You go to take the duffle bag from him, but he ignores you and swings it over his own shoulder.

“Oh, that’s how you knew my name started with a G,”’ Gunil commented as he began walking in the direction of his house. 

“Does the name Lee Jooyeon mean anything in the future?” Jooyeon quickly followed behind you both. 

“No, sorry,” you shook your head.

“What about Kwak Jiseok?” Jiseok cut in, appearing beside Jooyeon. Again you shook your head.

“How about Seungmin then? Oh Seungmin,” Jooyeon tried. 

“Oh Seungmin?” you repeated a bit louder. You did recognize that name. 

“Don’t tell us he’s the one who got famous?” Jiseok said. You laughed. While Seungmin let out an offended “Hey!”

“No, he’s not famous. I just know the name because my dad hated him,” you explained. 

“Why would your dad hate me?” Seungmin asked with a bit of hurt in his eyes. 

“I thought you didn’t believe her,” Hyeongjun commented. 

“I-I don’t, not entirely, but if someone hates me,” Seungmin stuttered. 

“Because you always beat him at track. My dad was the top track athlete at his school, but whenever it came to school competitions he could never beat Seungmin. He always came in second,” you explained. 

“So you’re saying your dad is d/n?” he said your father’s name. 

“Yeah, that’s him,” you confirmed. 

“No way,” Seungmin states in denial. 

“What? You don’t see the resemblance?” You turned to face Seungmin. Seungmin leaned closer to inspect your face. You slightly turned your head from side to side to give him a better look at your features. Suddenly Gunil reaches for your wrist pulling you up beside him. 

“It doesn’t matter if he believes you or not. Let’s hurry up and get home,” he quickly said. You can hear the rest of the boys joking about something behind you.

“Mom, we're back!” Gunil shouted upon entering his house. 

“That took a bit longer than I- oh the boys are with you,” his mom says.

“Yeah we ran into them along the way,” Gunil tells.

“Well make yourselves at home,” his mom smiles and steps aside. You all make your way to Gunil’s room, making a pit stop by the guest room you were staying in to set your bag down.

Jooyeon, Jiseok and Hyeongjun made themselves comfortable on Gunil’s bed. Jungsu sat at a desk. Seungmin sat on top of the desk. You stood there awkwardly until Gunil grabbed some pillows from his bed for you two to sit on.

“So if you’re from the future how did you get here?” Jooyeon was quick to ask you more questions.

“This,” you held up your mom’s cassette player. 

“And you let me listen to it!” Jiseok yelled. 

“It happened when she hit the rewind button, not just from listening to it,” Gunil defended. 

“Still,” Jiseok grumbled. 

“Since you’re still here I’m guessing pressing fast forward doesn’t send you back?” Jungsu presumed. 

“Nope,” you shook your head.

“How are you gonna get home then?” Jooyeon questioned. 

“That’s what I want to know,” you sighed. 

“We’ll figure it out,” Gunil told you comfortingly. 

“Maybe it’s cause the cassette is from 1993,” Jiseok spoke. 

“Huh?” you questioned, not understanding what he meant. 

“The cassette is from 1993, so it technically doesn’t exist here yet. Maybe that’s why you can’t go home,” he elaborated. 

“Are you saying I’m gonna be stuck here for three years!” you panicked.

“No,no, no. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” Gunil tried to console you, placing his hands on your knee. Meanwhile Jungsu was scolding Jiseok for what he said. 

“What he said kinda makes sense though,” you stated worriedly.

“No, what the others said is right. I’m an idiot, I don't know what I’m talking about.” Jiseok tried to fix the panic he caused you. Seungmin still doesn’t really believe that you’re from the future, but seeing the way you’re freaking out right now makes him want to. He definitely feels bad for you, cause even if you weren’t from the future your situation right now surely isn’t ideal. Gunil is still trying to ease your nerves.

“How about we go to the arcade?” Hyeongjun suggests amidst the bit of chaos happening. 

“I’m not sure now is really-” Jungsu started. 

“I’ve never been to an arcade,” you stated.

“You’ve never been to the arcade? Do they not exist in the future?” Jooyeon asked, astonished. 

“They exist. I’ve just never been,” you informed. 

“Oh, well we totally have to go then,” he said, hopping up from Gunil’s bed. 

“Right now?” Seungmin questioned. 

“Well we don’t know when y/n will return home, so if we want to do something with them we should do it now,” Jooyeon reasoned. 

With that you found yourselves walking to the nearest arcade. Jooyeon and Jiseok practically dragged you because they were excited to play games with you. While Gunil was trying to tell them to slow down, not wanting you to accidentally get hurt. 

The arcade was really fun. It managed to take your mind off your current situation for a while. Jooyeon and Jiseok were excited to teach you how to play the games and maybe tease you when you weren’t so good at one. Hyeongjun was much more chill and helpful when it came to games you had no idea how to play. Gunil stared at you admiringly. He felt like he could relax a bit seeing you genuinely smile and have fun. 

“Are you gonna confess to them before they go back home or are you gonna hide your feelings forever?” Jungsu asked, resting an arm on Gunil’s shoulder. 

“They want to go home. I shouldn’t complicate their situation any more,” Gunil said. 

“You’re allowed to be a little selfish you know?” Jungsu voices. 

“Even if I did confess it’s not like we can exactly be together. Plus I’m sure being in a relationship is the last thing on her mind,” Gunil notes.

“It’s a given that you can’t stay together, but do you really want to give up on being with her, even if it’s for a short amount of time?” Jungsu put to question.

Gunil saw you at the park on the day you first arrived. He thought that you were cute, so he may have accidentally sent the ball he and his friends were playing with your way. He was looking for an excuse to talk to you. When he saw you sitting on the sidewalk on his way home he couldn’t up the god given opportunity to talk to you again. Upon finding out about your situation it was clear that you were very stressed, but Gunil couldn’t help but feel a teensy bit glad. He was able to spend more time with you because of it. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want that. Jungsu told him that he was allowed to be selfish, but he was already being selfish. He didn’t simply offer to help you out of the goodness of his heart. No, it was because he liked you. He was already being selfish with his actions, so he didn’t know how far he should go with selfishness. Would it be too selfish to tell you how he felt about you?

Gunil is interrupted from his internal struggle when he sees you excitedly jumping up and down at a claw machine, reaching down to claim your stuffed prize. 

“Gunil look!” You hurried over to him to show him the turtle you just won. Gunil falls for you even more, finding you adorable. 

“It’s cute,” he smiles at you. He means both you and the turtle. 

After your time spent at the arcade you part ways with Gunil’s friends. Gunil enjoys it being just you and him again. He watches you as you walk looking down at the stuffed turtle you just won. 

“What should I name it?” you asked Gunil for his opinion. 

“Umm?” Gunil thought. 

A loud honk interrupts his thinking. He looks at the sound of the honk seeing a truck fastly approaching you two as you're midway across the crosswalk. Gunil quickly pulls you out of the way of the vehicle. The truck goes wheezing past you two. 

CRASH! SNAP! CRACK! Panic rages through your body as you stare at your mom’s old cassette player that is now in pieces. It was haphazardly shoved in your pocket and the force of Gunil suddenly pulling you must’ve somehow made it pop out of your pocket. 

“Are you ok?” Gunil looks you over still not noticing what had just happened. 

“I’m. I’m. Uh, the- how am I?” Your non-coherently sputter out, pointing at the cassette player.

“What?” Gunil flows the direction of your finger and sees the broken cassette player. Gunil quickly goes to gather the broken pieces.

“It’s gonna be ok?” He tried to calm you. 

“How is it going to be ok? That- that’s my only way home and it’s-” you heaved.

“Look at me,” Gunil says calmly. Your eyes hesitantly tear away from the broken pieces in his hands to look at his face.

“It’ll be ok. There’s a repair shop we can take it too. They’ll fix it,” he tells you. 

“But what if-”

“They’ll fix it,” he told you firmly. 

“Ok,” you let out a shaky breath. 

Gunil and you arrived at the repair shop. You’re shaking with nerves. Fearing for the worst. That your mom’s cassette player will be unfixable and you’ll be stuck here forever. 

“I think it would be easier to buy a new cassette player,” the worker of the shop informed. It made your heart sink to your stomach. 

“It was a gift from her mom. You can surely fix it right?” Gunil told the worker in a passive aggressive voice. 

“Look man-” Gunil leaned whisper something to the guy. “Ok, I’ll see what I can do. Come back in a week to pick it up,” the worker says. 

“Great, thank you,” Gunil said to the worker. 

“Come on.” Gunil wrapped his arm around your shoulder leading you out of the store. 

“Can he really fix it?” you asked, doubtfully. 

“He’ll fix it,” Gunil said confidently. This was going to be the longest week of your life.

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It indeedly was the longest week of your life. Gunil tried his very best to keep you distracted. He wanted to show you the joy of living in the 90s. He took out around town, showing you his favorite spots. He invited you out with his friends (who have started to grow close with you.) You  could never completely shake the anxious feeling in your stomach though. Yes, you were having fun thanks to Gunil and his friends, but having fun didn’t make your problem go away. You were simply making the best out of a bad situation. 

Currently you are sitting on the couch with Gunil, a movie playing on the t.v. It’s the night before you go pick up the cassette player. You bounced your leg anxiously as the fear of the worst began to set back in.

“Are you not interested in this movie?” Gunil asked you. It was an indirect way of asking if you were ok. 

“I don’t think I’ll be interested in any movie. I’m too nervous. What if it couldn’t be fixed?” you told Gunil your worries. 

“I told you it’ll be fixed.” Gunil scooted closer to you on the couch. 

“You can’t know that for sure. What if I’m stuck here forever?” your voice raised slightly. Not because you were mad at Gunil, but because you were terrified of never being able to get home.

“Then I’ll take care of you forever,” Gunil answered. He tenderly took your hands in his. 

“You can’t do that Gunil. You’ve already done so much, too much. I can’t keep burdening you, and your parents,” you argued. 

“You aren't a burden y/n. I took you here because I want to look after you,” he tells you. His thumbs run over your knuckles. 

“Realistically, how long can you do that? Your parents are bound to ask where my parents really are soon. What are we supposed to tell them? That I actually ran away from home? That my parents abandoned me? That I’m from the future?” you ranted. 

“I get that you're really scared and stressed right now, but can you please just trust me. Let me take care of you. We don’t know if the cassette player is fixed or not right now. Let’s at least see how it goes tomorrow,” Gunil proposed. 

“What if it couldn’t be fixed?” you asked again.

“Then you can have a mental breakdown, but I’ll take care of you during that too.” His thumbs stop rumbling your knuckles, but his grip remains grounding on your hands. 

“Why do you care so much?” you questioned.

“Because I like you,” Gunil confessed. Your hands go slack in his due to shock. 

“What do you mean?” you asked not being able to understand. 

“I like you,” he repeated. “That ball didn’t accidentally land at your feet when we were in the park. I purposely kicked it over to you cause I wanted your attention. I thought you were pretty and wanted to talk to you,” he revealed. 

“Then all this time you’ve…” You trailed off, not knowing exactly what you wanted to say. 

“I know that you don’t like the situation you're in right now and that romance is one of the last things that would be on your mind. Which is why I wasn’t sure if I should tell you how I feel, but I’ve really enjoyed being with you this entire time. It’s selfish cause I know how stressed and scared you are. I really want to be by your side as long as I can,” he continued on. 

“I feel most relaxed when you’re with me,” you tell him truthfully. “You’re right romance isn’t exactly on my to do list, but I like being with you too,” you say. A smile tugged at your lips. You moved your previously slack hand to hold Gunil’s hand back. Your words weren’t exactly a confession, but for Gunil they were more than enough. You liked being with him. That alone made him feel over the moon.

Gunil moved to lean against the back of the couch, pulling you along with him. His hands never left yours. Both of your eyes wandered back to the t.v that neither of you were paying attention to. Gunil being too wrapped up in the feeling of you leaning against him and the fact that you liked being beside him, just as he liked being beside you. Your nerves about finding out if your way home was fixed or not definitely keep you distracted. However you also found that the way Gunil was absentmindedly playing with your fingers and the calming warmth that radiated off of him proved to be an equally good distraction. 

Sometime during you and Gunil basking in each other's presence the two of you drifted off to sleep. Your head falling on Gunil’s shoulder and his head resting on yours. Gunil’s hands placed protectively over yours from where they fell in the small space between your two bodies on the couch. 

“He really tired to convince us that she’s just a friend,” Gunil’s mom said when her and Gunil’s dad returned home from their date night to find you and Gunil cuddled up on the couch. 

“The hearts in his eyes were never fooling us dear,” his dad stated. 

“They look so cute. I need to take a photo.” Gunil’s mom quickly and excitedly rushed off to grab the camera. She snapped a couple photos of you and Gunil. Then Gunil’s dad ushered her away from your sleeping forms, not wanting to wake the two of you and ruin the moment.

Your eyes cracked open in the morning, taking in the lighter room. You notice that the t.v has been turned off. Next you realize that your head is resting on Gunil’s shoulder and you can feel the weight of his head resting against yours. You slowly tried to remove your hands out from under Gunil’s. When they were almost free Gunil’s hands suddenly grasped onto your hands, bringing them back to his hold. 

“Gunil,” you softly called out his name. You carefully lifted your head up from Gunil’s shoulder, which resulted in Gunil’s head coming down onto your shoulder.

“Gunil,” you tried again. “Gunil.” You shook your shoulder. Gunil started to stir awake.

“Mmh,” he mumbled, opening his eyes. 

“Good morning,” you told him. Gunil now realizes the position that the two of you are in and sits up straight. Then he realizes that his hands are holding yours. A shade of pink dusts his cheeks. 

“Good morning,” he said. “Do you want some breakfast? We have cereal or I could make some eggs,” he offered standing up from the couch.

“Cereal’s fine,” you say, standing up from the couch too. Gunil and you walk over to the kitchen and make your bowls of cereal. He pulls your chair out for you before you sit down.

“Thanks,” you smiled. He nodded then pulled out the chair beside you to sit down in. 

“Look who’s up,” Gunil’s mom said as she entered the kitchen. You and Gunil each wished her a good morning. “Did you two sleep well?” she asked. You and Gunil share a glance. You both know she must’ve seen you two on the couch.

“Yeah, I slept well,” Gunil answered. 

“Me too,” you followed. Your answer makes Gunil smile and Gunil’s mom certainly doesn’t miss it.

“That’s good. I know sleeping on the couch isn’t always the most comfortable, but you two looked so cute I didn’t want to disturb you guys,” she says. Both yours and Gunil’s faces flared red at her comment. 

“Should we go pick up your cassette player now?” Gunil asked, changing the topic. 

“Yes, we should,” you eagerly nodded. The two of you hurried up eating your cereal then rushed out of the kitchen. Gunil’s mom could only smile, finding you two adorable. 

Once you and Gunil got ready you headed to the repair shop. The closer you got to the shop the more nervous you got. Gunil easily noticed how nervous you were and slipped his hand into your, giving it a reassuring squeeze. 

“I got you,” he tells you. 

The two of you arrive at the shop. You always thought the saying of feeling your heart in your throat was weird, but now you understand it cause it really did feel like your heart was in your throat. 

“We’re here to pick up the cassette player,” Gunil told the worker. 

“I know, I remember you,” the worker said, giving Gunil a look. The worker reaches under the counter and pulls out your mom’s cassette player. It looks like it’s fixed…accept for a crack that runs across the lid. “I couldn’t get rid of this crack, but it works,” the worker said. 

“The crack doesn't matter. Thank you for fixing it,” you told the worker, taking the cassette player in your hands.

“Just doing my job,” he replied. Then he turns to Gunil, so that he can pay. 

“Sorry about the crack,” Gunil says as you two exited the store. 

“It’s ok. It answered a question actually,” you disclosed. 

“What question?” Gunil asked. 

“Back in the future, my mom and I were going through boxes of her old things. This cassette player was in one of the boxes and it had this exact crack, but my mom had no clue how it got there. She never remembered it having a crack,” you told. 

“Well mystery solved then,” Gunil said. 

“Yeah, mystery solved.” You unwrapped the headphones from around the cassette player and handed one to Gunil. He gladly took it and placed it in his ear. He took this time to wrap his arm around your shoulder, just like the first time you two listened to the cassette together. 

Soon enough you arrived back at Gunil’s house to discover it empty, meaning his parents went out somewhere. The pair of you made yourselves comfortable on the couch.

“So what exactly happened when the cassette player brought you to the past,” Gunil questioned. 

“I told you I hit rewind,” you chuckled. 

“I know that, but did you hit any other button first or?” he clarified. You took a moment to think back.

“I smacked it,” you remembered. “When I first hit rewind it didn’t work, so I smacked it thinking it might get it to work,” you explained. 

“Have you tried smacking it again?” he asked. 

“No, but it just got fixed. I’m scared to smack it now,” you said. 

“I’m not saying to smack it with all you got, but it’s worth a shot,” he stated. You lift your hand to give the cassette player a smack then paused. 

“Are you that scared? Should I do it for you?” he offered. 

“It’s not that.” You lowered your hand. 

“Then what is it?” 

“It’s funny. Most of the time I’ve been here, I’ve been wanting to go home, but right now it feels hard to leave,” you say.

“Well you know I’m not going to tell you to go,” Gunil said lightheartedly. “There’s no guarantee that smacking it would work either,” he notes. 

“I know, but if it does. I think I’d rather try it later.” 

“You wanna go get ice cream?” he suggested. 

“Sounds good,” you agree. 

You spent the rest of the day out with Gunil. Having your ice cream then going to walk around the mall. After the mall you walk aimlessly around the town. 

“Well look who it is?” A voice spoke behind you two. Both you and Gunil turn your heads to see Jooyeon standing there with Jiseok. The pair of them had teasing smiles on their faces. 

“Yeah look who it is,” Gunil said. 

“It’s fixed,” Jiseok pointed to the cassette player in your hands. 

“Yep.”

“Any ideas on how to get home?” he asked. 

“We have an idea, but we don't know if it will work,” you said. 

“How come you haven’t tried it yet?” Jooyeon questioned. 

“Do you want me to leave without saying goodbye?” you said, quasi offended. 

“Of course not. I’d be very sad if you just disappeared. You just always seem like you’re eager to go home, so I’d thought you’d jump at any chance,” he responded. 

“I thought so too, but it’s harder to leave than I expected,” you say looking at Gunil.

“Aww have you grown attached to us! We’ve gotten attached to you too,” Jooyeon and Jiseok pull you into a sandwiched hug. 

“You seriously can’t leave without saying goodbye ok?” Jiseok states pulling away. 

“But there’s no way to tell when I’ll be leaving,” you brought up. 

“We should have a goodbye party!” Jooyeon shouted. Jiseok immediately agreed. 

“If we have a goodbye party and I don’t go home wouldn’t it be awkward?” You asked. 

“Maybe a little, but with a goodbye party we won’t have to worry about not getting to say goodbye,” Jooyeon answered. 

That’s how you found yourself at the very park, where you first arrived in the 90s. Surrounded by Gunil's friends, who are also your friends now too. Pizza boxes litter the ground along with soda cans. 

“I still think this party is kinda stupid,” Seungmin said while taking a sip of soda. 

“So if y/n just disappears and goes back home one day you’re not going to miss them and wish that you could’ve said goodbye?” Jungsu interrogated.

“Whether you believe she is from the future or not. She is still leaving one day no matter what,” Hyeongjun added.  

“But we don’t know when that is, so having this party when we could still see them tomorrow seems kinda silly,” Seungmin defended. 

“Exactly. We don’t know when. She could leave tonight, tomorrow, next week. This way we don’t miss saying goodbye,” Jooyeon said. 

Goodbye parties typically are kinda sad, but you didn’t think this one would feel as sad as it did. You hadn’t really been in the 1990 all that long, yet you’ve made great friends, met a guy who makes your heart flutter and makes it hard to say goodbye. The boys taking the turns saying goodbye to you at the end of the party had all your eyes turning glossy. 

“If I find you in the future then you’ll have to believe me then right?” you asked Seungmin. 

“Yes, if you find me in the future. Looking as you do now. I’ll have no choice, but to believe you.”

“Then goodbye till then,” you told him. 

“Goodbye y/n.” The party ended with a group hug and maybe some spilled tears that no one would admit too. 

“Should I try smacking it?” you asked Gunil. The two of you were currently sitting on his bed. 

“Do you want to?” he followed. 

“With having the goodbye party I feel like I should at least try,” you say. 

“Then let me say goodbye before you do,” he said. 

“Hold on, let me go grab something,” you excused yourself. You went to your room and grabbed the stuffed turtle you won. You returned to Gunil’s room and handed him the turtle when you sat back down beside him. 

“You’re giving this to me?” he checked. 

“Mhm,” you hummed. “I always planned on giving it to you. I doubt it would come back to the future with me anyway, but I won it with giving it to you in mind,” you tell him. “Thank you.” Gunil hugs the stuffed turtle to his chest. 

“It still doesn’t have a name,” you pointed out. 

“I’ll think of one for it.” He already knew what he was gonna name it, but he felt too shy to name it after you right in front of you. He sets the turtle down on his pillow and turns to pull you into a hug. 

“I’m really going to miss you,” he says, resting his head over your shoulder. 

“I’m gonna miss you too,” you hug him back. “I like you too,” you confessed. Gunil pulled back enough to look at you. 

“I’m a little late to say it back, but I wanted to say it before I leave,” you give him a sentimental smile. Gunil smiles at you back and cups your face in his hands. He leans forward, pressing a warm, loving, gentle kiss on your forehead. You close your eyes basking in the feeling of his lips on you. Your hands come up to hold his wrist lovingly. The two of you stay like that for a few moments. Saying nothing, but also somehow saying everything. 

“Give it a try,” Gunil says, pulling away.

“Ok.” You put each side of the headphones in your ears. You hit play then gave the cassette player a smack. You took a breath and hit rewind. Nothing happened. Literally nothing happened. The rewind button didn’t work, the song kept playing like normal. 

“It doesn’t work,” you say. 

“We’ll just have to think of something else then,” Gunil said. 

“No, like the rewind button doesn’t work. Did smacking it break it? This is what I worried about,” you complained. 

“Hey it’s ok. Let me see.” Gunil takes the cassette player from your hands. This time he gives it a smack. “Try it now.” He handed it back over to you. You give Gunil one last look before hitting the button. The song began to play backwards and the room started to blur.

You were back in your bedroom. Only the cassette player wasn’t with you. 

“Y/n can you come help me with these boxes?” your mom asked you. Help her with boxes? Like on the day you time traveled. You checked the date, surely enough it was the morning of the day you left. 

“And why exactly have you decided to take a trip down memory lane?” you asked your mom. Letting out a heave as you set the heavy box down on your mom’s bed. 

“I watched Jetsons: The Movie yesterday and it got me feeling nostalgic,” your mom answers you, taking off the lid to the box. “My old cassette player!” your mom called out excitedly as she pulled the old device from the box. “I used to use this all the time,” she tells you. There it is the very cassette player that took you back in time. 

“So much that it cracked,” you joked. Despite knowing very well where the crack came from.

“I actually don’t remember it having a crack,” your mom said, scratching her head.

“Must’ve gotten dropped at some point,” you say, recalling the memory of Gunil pulling out of the way of the speeding vehicle. 

“I wonder if it still works. I’ll buy batteries for it when I go out later,” she says. You looked into the box and pulled out the year book, flipping to the page with Gunil and your mom. A sad smile appeared on your face. Your finger slowly rubbed over Gunil’s image. 

“He wasn’t my boyfriend if that’s what you’re wondering,” your mom pulls you from your gaze.

“Honey, are you ok? Your eyes are red,” your mom looked at you concerned.

“I think some dust got in my eyes when we pulled the boxes down,” you lied.

“Let me go get you a wet rag,” your mom hurried away. You missed Gunil. You missed him so much it hurt. You want to cry looking at his picture. Now you know he mistook your mom for you that day. That he was probably all excited to see you again, pulling you into a super tight back hug. Only to find out that it wasn’t you. “Here you go. Wipe your eyes,” your mom gives you the rag. You couldn’t hold the couple of stray tears that escaped as you held the rag to your eyes. 

Later in the day when your mom got back with the batteries you listened to the cassette with her.

“Can I keep this for a while?” you asked her. 

“Of course you can! Ooh I’ll go grab you my other cassettes to listen to.” She went to grab the other cassette. You didn’t plan on listening to them though. You were only going to listen to this one and remember your time spent in the 90s with Gunil. Still when she returned you brought the cassettes up to your room and sat them down.

“We found my old cassette player this morning,” your mom tells your dad as you all eat dinner. 

“Oh really? Does it still work?” he asked. 

“Yeah, but it has this crack across the lid that I don’t remember it having,” she answered. 

“Guess it's a mystery,” your dad said. 

“No, I dropped it when I time traveled back to 1990,” you say. 

“That’s a good one,” your dad chuckled. 

After dinner you headed up to your room. You laid down in your bed and listened to the cassette player. Tears cascaded down your face. 

For the next week you cooped up in your room. Feeling what you would call a heartbreak. The worst part was that you couldn’t talk about it. All you could do was listen to the cassette as you thought about your memories with Gunil and his friends. You wished that you could see Gunil one last time. You spent the bulk of your time there worrying about how to get back home, but now ironically enough all you want to do is go back, just one more time. 

“Please, please, just one more time,” you pleaded. 

“Y/n!” You opened your eyes and there Gunil is standing right in front of you. 

“Gunil!” You throw yourself into his arms. He crushes you in the tightest hug. “Wait, how is this possible? I didn’t hit rewind or anything.” 

“I need to do something I really regretted not doing before you left,” he said. 

“What’s that?” you questioned. 

Gunil cups your face just like he did when he was saying goodbye. Expect this time instead of leaning in and kissing your forehead, his lips land on yours. Your hands travel to his shoulders and one of his hands moves to cradle the back of your head. 

“That.” He pulls away to rest his forehead against yours. “I really regretted not doing that.”

Your eyes open and again and your back in your bedroom. You don’t know if what just happened was a dream or not. You decide to go with not because you wanted it to be real. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Honey, can you run to the store real quick? I realized I forgot something for dinner tonight,” your mom asked your dad.

“Does dinner really need it?” your dad asked. 

“Yes, why are you too lazy to go?” 

“No, Seungmin grocery shops today I don’t want to run into him,”

“Are you serious? After all these years do you still hate Seungmin that much?” Your mom asked in disbelief. 

“It’s not my fault I ran into him at the grocery store. He just had to bag his belongings quicker than me. He's a stupidly fast asshole,” your dad complained.

“I’ll go mom,” you speak up. You needed to see Seungmin. 

“Thank you,” your mom told you. 

You arrived at the store, found what your mom needed for dinner and then walked around looking for Seungmin, hoping that he was there. 

“Oh Seungmin!” you called out when you saw a guy that looked like he could be an older version of Seungmin. The dude turns around at you looking perplexed at who could be calling his name. 

“Y/n?” he said. 

“You believe me now right?”

“How is this possible?” 

“You know how it is. Time travel,” you sassed. 

“You look exactly the same,” he says. He’s still partly in denial.

“Yeah, it’s been 34 years for you, but It’s only been a week for me. Are you and Gunil still friends?” you asked, changing your tone. 

“We’re friends for life,” Seungmin stated “Give me your phone,” he told you. 

“Why?” you asked, still pulling out your phone nonetheless. Seungmin took it from you and began to type something in. 

“You should give him a call. He’s been waiting,” Seungmin said. You stare down at the number typed on your phone screen. 

You got into the car and sat down. You stared at the number once more before hitting the call button. You feel butterflies dancing in your stomach. 

“Hello?” he picked up. 

“Hey Gunil,” you say. 

“Y/n?” he asked. He looked over to the stuffed turtle that he still keeps on his bed even after all these years.

“You’ve been waiting a long time right?”

“I’d wait forever if I had too.”

Taglist: @purplelady85, @odesonnets, @gingerjunhan, @chewednails, @ezlynkisses, @mon2sunjinsuver, @mxlly143

[x-heroesandvillains]

Xdinary Heroes Reaction ~ Another Member Catches You Making Out

Summary: Here's what it would be like if a member of Xdinary Heroes caught you making out with your boyfriend.

Pairing: Xdinary Heroes X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Reaction

Word Count: 2258

Warning: making out, swearing

Masterlist

Taglist: @foxwinter​

Goo Gunil:

You were supposed to be alone. At least, that’s what Gunil told you, when he pulled you close on the couch. He said no one would be coming for a while and he wasn’t busy doing anything. You laughed and tried to reason with him, saying if he wanted to try something, you should do it behind closed doors. But he was insistent and the idea of getting caught gave you an odd sense of excitement.

So you two started making out, naturally. He pressed his lips to yours and you completely melted. You couldn’t remember the last time the two of you got caught together in a moment like this. He was so busy with comeback preparations, you didn’t get to see him as often as you liked. It was because of how infrequent makeout sessions like this happened that you were going to make this one last as long as possible.

Something you liked about making out with Gunil was the way he held you in his arms. It was like you were his most precious treasure in his arms, something he didn’t want to let go of ever. It wasn’t too tight but it wasn’t too loose. It was perfect, which made you kiss him harder, as if to let him know he wasn’t going to lose you in a million years.

And that’s when the door to the studio opened.

“Seriously?” You heard Seungmin whine as Gunil pulled away. “Can’t you two do this in his room or something? You’re desecrating the sanctity of the studio!”

“Those are some big words, Seungmin.” Gunil shot back.

He rolled his eyes in response. “Whatever. Just quit doing that here. Get a room!”

Gunil glanced at you. “What do you say? Want to take this to another room?”

You grinned and squeezed his hand. “Oh, absolutely.”

“Gross!”

“Shut up, Seungmin.”

Kim Jungsu: 

Never doubt Jungsu’s love for you. He really does love you so, so, so much. He just has a hard time articulating it. Words to describe how much he loves you do not come easily. Neither do big, grandiose displays of affection. He prefers quiet, little moments where he can show you how well he’s listened and how much he loves you.

However, seeing how loud and proud the other members of Xdinary Heroes are with their significant others, he can’t help but feel like he’s lacking. He wants to show you through those big displays of affection, but he feels awkward trying. However, his thoughts on the matter won’t stop him from trying at least once. He just needs to show you once and perhaps you’ll understand.

So when the two of you are alone, he kisses you out of the blue. 

To say you were surprised is an understatement. You didn’t kiss him back until he pressed harder against your lips. It was then that it started to make sense to you. So you let yourself melt into the kiss. It was unsure and a bit nervous, but you were willing to take the lead. You held him gently and he found his rhythm against your lips. It was sweet, but you knew deep down that this wasn’t him.

“Jungsu, what are you-”

“Hey, Hyung, I- OH! SORRY HYUNG!”

Your head whipped around to the door to see Hyungjun running away as fast as he could down the hall. Jungsu made a pained noise before you could ask what just happened and he buried himself into your arms. You simply held him and sighed.

“Jungsu, what’s going on?”

“I…” He trailed off and you could tell it was hard for him to confess what he was trying. So you waited patiently until he told you. “I just wanted to show you how much I loved you. That’s all.”

“By trying to make out with me?” You couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh. “Jungsu, my darling, you don’t need to force yourself to do anything to prove yourself to me. I know you love me, and I love you just as much.”

“So… I don’t have to make out with you again?”

You shook your head and kissed his cheek. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want, I promise. I love you, Jungsu.”

“I love you too.”

Kwak Jiseok: 

Jiseok loved to kiss you every chance he got. Kissing you was his favorite pastime, taking every chance he could to press his lips to yours or to your cheeks. And honestly, who were you to deprive him? Because deep down, you loved kissing him just as much as he loved kissing you.

Now, most of your kisses were cute and innocent. But occasionally, Jiseok would find the time to really kiss you. Those were the kisses that stole your breath and made your knees buckle. Those were the kisses that were usually shared in private.

However, Jiseok couldn’t help himself, as he pulled you closer in the green room. You didn’t mind all that much. It had been a while since the two of you made out like this. You were more than okay getting lost in the bliss that came from making out with Jiseok.

He pulled away for a mere second to whisper, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

You pecked his lips. “You started it.”

“Well, you shouldn’t finish it. Push me away or something.”

“Now why on Earth would I want to do that?” You teased, kissing the corner of his mouth. “I prefer kissing you than cuddling with you.”

He hummed against your lips. “I can’t argue with that logic.”

So the two of you kept kissing. It was perfect, the kind of kisses you dreamed about. Only Jiseok could kiss you like this and you wouldn’t have it any other way. If only you could do this all day, every day. Then you’d truly be happy.

“Oh, sorry.”

The two of you broke apart with a jump to see Jungsu closing the door. It was then that it finally dawned on you that you were in the green room, a public place where anyone from Xdinary Heroes or a staff member could walk in. Neither of you were being very discreet, not that your relationship was a secret. However, you told the rest of the band you’d keep the PDA to a minimum. That was a lie apparently.

You glanced at Jiseok, who simply shrugged and tried to kiss you again. However, this time you did push him away. A pout tugged at his lips.

“Now you want to push me away?”

“We can continue this later, when we don’t run the risk of the others walking in on us.”

Oh Seungmin: 

“One little kiss?” Seungmin whined, his lips drawn into a cute pout.

You knew this was a dangerous game with him. Whenever he said one kiss, he usually expected another and then another and another, until the two of you were making out. It also didn’t help that the two of you were sitting in the common room, where anyone could walk in on the two of you.

However, with his adorable pout and his big eyes, you couldn’t help but want to give in. He made it too easy to be pulled into his bad ideas. So without thinking too much about the consequences, you closed your eyes and pressed your lips to his.

Seungmin hungrily kissed you back and wrapped his arms around you so you wouldn’t pull away. You couldn’t help but chuckle against his lips, which you then felt them curve upwards. Of course this was his plan all along. However, you weren’t too upset about how things played out. He deserved to be treated every once in a while. You could give him this. 

What you didn’t count on was for Jiseok to come into the room while the two of you were making out on the couch.

“Whoa! Seungmin! What are you doing?”

The poor boy jumped away from you and started to sputter. “I- oh c’mon! I’m not the only one who makes out here! Don’t blame me for this! I’m sure you’ve made out in the dorms once or twice!”

Jiseok held up his hands in surrender, but that didn’t stop him from grinning mischievously. “I didn’t say anything! I was just wondering what you were doing. Don’t get so defensive now.”

“You were the one who waltzed in like you own the place!”

“I mean, it’s a communal room. We all live here. You had to know someone was going to catch you.”

“I, you, AGH!” And with that, Seungmin buried his face into your shoulder. You couldn’t help but chuckle and stroke his hair. Jiseok laughed his ass off as he left the dorms.

With another groan, Seungmin mumbled into your shoulder. “Remind me to never try that again in the common room.”

“I’ll try but I don’t think you’ll listen to me.”

Han Hyungjun: 

Your request surprised him. You wanted to kiss him, and not just the cute little pecks he was used to. You wanted to do a full-on makeout session with him. Of course, only if he wanted to. And Hyungjun did! It’s just he didn’t know how and he didn’t think he’d be any good at it. 

When he told you, he received a kiss in response. “I don’t care if you’re good at it or not. As long as you want to kiss me, then we can. If you don’t, we don’t have to.”

“I want to.” He breathed.

“Then let’s take it slow.”

And you did, leading him through the kiss. He was shy and hesitant, but you found it adorable. As the kiss prolonged itself, he started to grow more confident and sure of himself. Not much longer, he took the lead and he was stealing your breath away. You could feel all of the love he was pouring into the kiss and if you were standing, it would have made your knees buckle. It was sweet and romantic and just the right amount of rough. It seemed he knew a lot more about making out than he let on.

Just when things were starting to get a little hot and heavy, the door to Hyungjun’s bedroom opened with a slam.

“Oh. My. GOD! HYUNGJUN! I CAN’T BELIEVE MY EYES! YOU’VE OFFICIALLY BECOME A MAN!” Jooyeon screeched.

Your jaw dropped at his words and Hyungjun hid behind your shoulder. In an effort to save your poor boyfriend, you asked, “Jooyeon, what are you doing here?”

He shrugged, his teasing smile still on his face. “Gunil was asking where Hyungjun was and I thought I’d go find him. But I’ll tell him he’s busy with a makeout session.”

“Don’t tell him that!” Hyungjun whined.

“Fine! I won’t. I’ll think of something else. But you two have fun! Just not too much fun, alright?”

And with that he shut the door. Hyungjun collapsed into your arms, mumbling about how he was never going to live this down and Jooyeon was absolutely going to tell Gunil he was making out with you.

All you could do was rub his back and make a mental note to lock the door next time.

Lee Jooyeon: 

You weren’t sure how it happened. One minute you were gaming with Jooyeon. The next, he was on top of you, kissing the daylights out of you. Oh, you weren’t complaining! You’d take any chance you could get to make out with Jooyeon. Besides, he mentioned something about how he won and it was all thanks to you being his lucky charm. And it always made you feel good when he called you his lucky charm.

Now, you’d never tell anyone this, but Jooyeon is a great kisser. He knows all the ways to make you melt like chocolate in the palm of his hand. He held you close, with his hands a heavy but comforting weight on your hips. Granted the position wasn’t the best, since you were still in your gaming chair, but he made it work so you were comfortable. He always seemed to take care of you like that. And it made you feel so loved, you wanted to return the feeling through the kiss.

Of course, you couldn’t do that when Gunil decided to walk in.

“Oh my God.” He groaned, as he dragged his hand down his face. “I expected this from the others, but you, Jooyeon? This is an image that is never going to leave my brain.”

He pulled away only a little to glance at his leader. “Well, are you going to keep staring so you get a 3D picture or are you going to walk away?”

Gunil rolled his eyes. “Just don’t do anything stupid, got it?”

“Got it, boss.” Jooyeon nodded with a shit-eating grin. 

As soon as he was gone, he turned back to you. His cute, mischievous smile turned hungry. “So, are you ready to continue?”

You pushed him off of you. “No! The moment’s gone! I can’t believe he walked in on us like that! We are never doing this in a public space again, I swear!”

He groaned and slumped back in his own gaming chair. “You’re lucky I love you. I want to kick Gunil’s ass now, but I won’t because you won’t let me. So I’m going to sulk instead.”

Debating your options, you sighed and threw him a bone. “If you win another game, I’ll kiss you.”

A fire of determination sparked in his eyes. “Deal.”

[b1mbodoll]

gunil is a softdom until he isn't ‼️🗣️

ARE YOU KIDDING ME UR SOOOO RIGHTTTTTTT

he’s so patient with you n tries to make you behave if ur bein bratty without bein too mean abt it bc youre his princess <3 but when you go too far, gunil isnt afraid to fuck the brat outta you 😵‍💫 he’s into denial as punishment; fuckin you nice n deep until you’re on the verge of an orgasm just to pull out at the last second, edging you over n over until you’re sobbing out apologies and promising to be good for him 💞 gunil won’t let you off the hook that easily though!!!! sure he’s wipin your tears n pressing kisses to your pretty lil face but you have to learn your lesson n what better way than to let him fuck your throat :D the sight of you struggling to fit his thick cock in your mouth makes him groan n he cant help but force you to take him all the way, his heavy palm resting on the back of your head n keeping you there despite your gags n the way you struggle <3

[junhanndee]

idk if you have any ideas for this but what do u think xdz would be like drunk !?¿

LMFAOOOO ok i have thought about this a little bit sooo lemme elaborate

xdh vs being drunk

warinings : just goofy rlly and mentions of being touchy or needy LMAO , take this with a grain of salt pls and ty

gunil :

- probably acts like he’s fine until it rlly hits him and BOOM

- reminds me (if you’ve been to club) of those dude that have a beer in one hand and they are just fucking getting it to the music all by themselves LMAOOOO

- probably really funny and laughs rlly loud at everything

jungsu :

- imo jungsu is a giggly drunk

- like you say one thing and he’s laughing his ass off 😭

- also can see him as being SUPER touchy like he’s all over everybody 😭

- definitely starts singing in the most slurred speech ever 😭😭😭😭

gaon

- him but like x1000

- dancing around like a damn fool

- probably really funny

- i see him as being sassy i’m ngl

- like you start picking at him and suddenly he’s got every single thing you’ve ever done down on a list in his brain and is roasting the hell out of u LMAOOO

seungmin

- gives me the chill vibe tbh!

- like wants to have a good time and just kinda matches the energy of the room

- probably a little loud LMAO

- would probably be up junhans ass annoying him LMFAOOO

junhan

- listen this man throws me for a curveball

- i think he is like 100% unfiltered LMAO

- probably just like seungmin and bounces off the energy in the room

- sass king number two like do not get sassy with this man while drunk or he will challenge you to a dance battle

- reminds me of those dudes at the club who never put their fucking arm down and just jump up and down 😭 (love u jun)

- in another note tho i can see him being a little clingy

- like being drunk brings out his touchy side and he’s like all whiney for affection (i am dying writing this anyways)

jooyeon

- okay nuggetz (gaon and jooyeon) together while drunk is like babysitting 18 newborns

- like jooyeon is gonna be on a damn table screaming and gaon is standing on the floor laugh crying

- probably does some karaoke LMAO

- gives me the class clown vibe and will end up sleeping on the floor 😭

[mirisss]

XH reaction to their ace gf's sleeping habit

Xdinary Heroes x asexual afab! reader

Thank you so much for the request 🐹! I hope you like it! And I hope to see you in my inbox soon again! Take care until next time! 

Wordcount ≈ 300 (really short, I’m sorry 😩🙏)

Warnings: None, I think. 

Please reblog! 

Gunil, Junhan, Jungsu

Legit would not notice. Like they wouldn’t think about it, there’s no standard way to sleep. Some people sleep naked, some people sleep in just underwear, some in pajamas or any other option. So seeing their girlfriend going to bed in a sports bra and sweatpants, they didn’t reflect on it. If that is what you want to sleep in, that is your choice, they are not going to object or argue. However during the night, they might feel that you’re quite cold and so they would go find another blanket so put over you, feeling a little nervous yet happy when you cozy up toward them. Only wanting you to be comfortable and happy. 

Gaon, O.De, Jooyeon

Too excited for their own good. Would joke and ask you to modell your outfit (especially O.De, considering his fashion interest). O.De would comment on how the top isn’t matching the sweatpants, saying he needs to take you out shopping. Gaon and Jooyeon would just be jumping around saying how good you look and how confidence really makes you glow. They never make a sexual comment, only telling you how good you look and how well the outfit compliments your personality, it matches the soft yet confident feeling you have around them. Once again, your comfort comes first but these guys at least notice your outfit and gives you compliments. 

[bruh-2004]

XDH + S/O ASKING THEM TO SHOWER TOGETHER FOR THE FIRST TIME

genre: fluff, suggestive at times, comedy.

GUN-IL

- he would look at you immediately with his eyes shining;

- "wow love, I was already thinking that you would never invite me, I was actually excited";

- it would be a fun bath, even seeming like something usual, he would help you with the soap, you would help him wash his hair, you would splash water on each other;

- but we are talking about gun-il, so surely at some point you would end up fucking in the shower (the water bill going through the roof);

- in the end you left tired, but you would be happy to have such a memorable first bath together.

GAON

- Jiseok would jump out of bed when he heard you ask him that, the boy would run towards you and ask "is this serious? Finally!!!";

- he would show his happiness all the time, seriously, taking off his clothes he would be looking at you like 🥰🥰🥰;

- a really fun bath too, you would laugh at him almost falling, he would laugh at you almost going blind with the soap falling into your eyes, but there would be cute moments too;

- ok, makeout session would happen at some point, gaon wouldn't resist with you glued to him all the time;

- after the bath you would be laughing in the wind like two fools in love.

JUNHAN

- he would look at you surprised at first, his cheeks would definitely turn red;

- "you know, love... I don't know, I don't think I'm ready yet";

- you would respect it and go to the shower alone, but in reality Junhan was ready, but he was embarrassed, after thinking a lot he would end up changing his mind and going to meet you (leaving you very surprised, but happy);

- at first the shower would be normal so to speak, you were still a little shy, but little by little you started to loosen up and soon you would be hugging each other under the shower;

- this event would bring you even closer together, junhan would stay closer to you and even ask if you could shower together again the next day.

JOOYEON

- in fact I imagine that with Jooyeon you wouldn't even need to ask, when you went to look for him the boy would already be waiting for you in the bathroom;

- "why that surprised face? I heard you tell your friend on the phone that you were going to spice things up between us";

- yes, you would definitely blush at that, but then you would start laughing and just take him to the stall after they had undressed;

- jooyeon would irritate you a lot in the shower, disturbing you from applying soap to your body, you would retaliate by messing up his hair, but there would come a point where you would be kissing (a bonus: his silly hands would often be on your breasts);

- they would barely have gotten out of the shower and he would be annoying you saying "baby, let's get dirty and go back to the shower, I want to touch your breasts again".

O.DE

- I imagine O.de having a more neutral reaction, as if it were something routine for you to ask him this, so he would simply agree with the idea;

- you would wonder if he wasn't excited about the situation, but when they entered the bathroom you would realize that he was excited, he was just trying to hide it;

- he would look you up and down, you would say with shame "stop fucking me with your eyes seungmin!" and he would respond "I'll only stop if I want to eat you in another way";

- they would already get in the shower making out, he's not the type of guy who wastes time, a shower would only happen after he achieved his goal;

- after everything, already lying in bed, seungmin would be taking care of you with great affection, he would caress your back and tell you how much he enjoyed taking a shower with you.

JUNGSU

- with Jungsu I imagine a slightly different situation, you had no intention of calling him, but he would follow you in the room while you picked up your things so you already imagined what he wanted and ended up surrendering;

- he would be as happy as a child running in the most adorable way possible to get his things;

- already in the shower he would ask you "honey, can I give you a bath? I swear it's without malice";

- and it really was without malice, he bathed you as carefully as possible as if you were a baby, overall it would be a very romantic bath, you would give quick kisses and hugs;

- when you were applying post-bath cream on your arms Jungsu would hug you from behind leaving a kiss on your neck, he would say "I loved taking a shower with you, love, but next time we won't take a shower and you know exactly what I want say with that."

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PRACTICE ROOM KISSES

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Pairing: Jooyeon x fem reader

Word count: 660

Note: First Jooyeon drabble! I loved his long hair during Hair Cut era aaaaa it was so pretty

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Your boyfriend, Jooyeon, dropped down onto the couch in the practice room with a melodramatic sigh, his head falling into your lap. You let out a snort in response to his theatrics, staring down at him with a fond smile.

"My fingers feel like they're about to fall off." He whined.

"You're weak." Jiseok teased from across the room. "I could play for hours."

"So, you want practice to go over?" Gunil asked, making Jiseok's eyes go wide, his head shaking vehemently.

A chorus of chuckles filled the room in response to his reaction.

"I'm serious. We can stay later if you want." The eldest continued to tease.

Again, Jiseok shook his head.

"Y/n, can you play with my hair?" Jooyeon asked cutely, staring up at you with round eyes.

There was no way you could deny him, firstly because you loved playing with his hair, especially since it had gotten so long, secondly because you couldn't say no to his pleading eyes.

Your fingers threaded themselves through his long tresses, the vibrant magenta that colored the ends for Overload had faded, but that didn't take away from the beauty that was Jooyeon's magnificent mane. You thought he would cut it after Hello World, but he continued growing it and has kept that up for much longer than you would have assumed. In all honesty, you hope he keeps this long hair. It suits him well and you enjoy running your fingers through it.

You absentmindedly twirled a strand around your index finger, letting it fall and slowly undo itself. Jooyeon's eyes closed as you combed through his hair, a blissful sigh escaping his slightly parted lips. Changing tactics, you went from carding your fingers through his hair to braiding a strand of it, listening to the other members talk amongst themselves.

"I was thinking in this next run through of the song, Jungsu could-"

The entire band groaned, cutting off Gunil's sentence before he could even get to the point of it.

"C'mon, Gunil, we're supposed to be taking a break." Seungmin complained.

Hyeongjun nodded in agreement.

The leader pouted, slumping slightly in his seat before heading a sigh. "You're right."

"Y/n?" Jooyeon called softly, his eyes open and staring up at you.

"Mhm?"

"Can I have a kiss?"

Your eyes went wide at his request.

"In front of them?" You whispered.

"They won't notice."

Flicking your eyes up to the group sitting about the large practice room, you checked to make sure they were all engaged in their own conversations before looking back down at Jooyeon who had an expectant look on his face.

You licked your lips, taking another glance up at the other members before leaning down to kiss your awaiting boyfriend. He hummed immediately upon contact and you could feel him smiling slightly against your lips.

When you tried to pull away, he brought his hand up to the back of your head and halted your actions, pulling you back down to his lips. You had to suppress the small squeak that nearly left you in response to Jooyeon's bold action. He pressed his lips more firmly against yours and began to kiss with more fervor, carding his fingers through your hair.

As much as you would've liked to keep kissing him, you didn't want to draw attention to yourselves, so you pulled away.

"Jooyeon." You scolded in a whisper.

He laughed in that little cackle of his, not ashamed of what he had done at all.

"I'm still not sure if I like seeing those two being all mushy." Seungmin cringed.

"I've learned to ignore it." Hyeongjun murmured, tuning his guitar.

"I think they're cute." Jungsu admitted.

"Not when they're sucking face." Jiseok's expression twisted in distaste.

Your cheeks were set aflame at his words, which made you look down at Jooyeon who had a smugly satisfied smile on his face.

"You said they wouldn't notice."

He gave a shrug. "I lied."

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Warm | Goo Gunil

Genre: smut, fluff, R18

Pairing: Goo Gunil x female reader

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: service top Gunil, soft soft sex, nipple play, oral (f rec.), V fingering, some face riding, WORSHIP, mutual adoration, kissing but make it like, really hot

A/n: I love this man sm

Gunil was warm.

A warmth that once felt, you knew you'd want it to seep into your bones; you knew you'd want to carry it with you through every single cold winter day. A warmth that celebrated life and revitalized you.

When you get home, body aching and the cells of your muscles tired; you change clothes and lay on your bed, staring at the ceiling - it was a quiet little ritual. You weren't going to fall asleep, and yet all the things you wanted to do seemed so far away.

"Gunggun?" You heard your boyfriend shuffle around in the hallway, and called out to him. Lately he's been roaming around the house with his nose buried in a book - something he couldn't put down, about the conditions necessarily to be met so that a planet could be deemed habitable for humans - and sometimes he walks into doors.

"Yes, love?" His head peaks into the room, and upon seeing you make grabby hands at him, he comes in and lays his book on the desk.

Before meeting Gunil, you thought lovers calling each other 'love' was something only to be seen in movies, in romance stories of old, and if someone were to do that in real life, you'd cringe beyong belief. Well, you had to rise up your tolerance to cringe and sappiness, because you found out pretty early on that Gunil had no shame. His lips would spill the cheesiest, most overdramatic love declarations without as much as a stutter. Sweet, shameless, warm Gunil.

"Hug me?" You plead, arms open to welcome him. He simply hums and slots himself on top of your body, carefully wrapping around you with practiced precision so that you'd both be comfortable. Immediately his warmth begins to pool inside your aura, colors blending into an abstract painting called love.

"Rough day?" He asks gently, placing soft kisses on the expense of your neck.

"No, just tired. Physically. And your body warmth always soothes me." You begin run a hand through his hair, before you're interrupted by his snort.

"Personal heater." He laughs, but when he rises his head from your shoulder he's sporting a goofy smile. "I'm really happy I can comfort you." He's as genuine as the wag of a puppy's tail, and soon your reaching down to kiss his forehead while his eyes flutter closed. Sweet, adorable, warm Gunil.

He goes back to kissing your neck and you go back to running your fingers through his hair. Your chest is beating onto his, his chest is beating onto yours, and with a carefully placed kiss to your pulse, Gunil makes you sigh and arch your body. A new kind of warmth starts to travel into your body, but it doesn't go into your bones, it shoots into your veins. It makes your blood rush, your skin buzz, and you grow hungry for more.

"Kiss me?" You ask, and the smirk on Gunil's face is completely obvious.

"I thought you'd never ask." He flirts, and your lips are captured before you can make any comment about his seductive intentions.

Kissing Gunil always had your mouth chasing after his. Always wishing for one more second, for one more taste of him. It was like kissing honey; a strange metaphor - sweet, sticky and addictive. He's cradling your face in his hands, honey dripping from the corner of your mouth, your lips so sticky they refused to part, your lungs refused to breathe. You're gasping, kissing loudly and digging fingers into each other's shoulders.

He's like hot, melted gold. Your lips press into it and shape it, shape the gold to the mold of your lips, shape him with the intensity of your love. He moves down to suck on your neck, and the shape you've molded into the gold becomes a decorative necklace around your neck.

As he decorates you, his fingers sneak under your shirt. His touch, his fingers, they're the scorching, but kindly. Pleasant sweats roll down your body as he warmly traces the shape of your hips, the sides of your bellybutton, and going up.

You remove your shirt to offer him access and he doesn't waste any time. His fingers circle your nipples, featherlight, watching then rise up to meet him. He's rubbing them and flicking them with such care, it shoots pleasure straight to your core. You can physically feel yourself get wet, and you moan for him. When he catches your nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, he rubs them with intention. He wants to see you fall apart, thing which you totally do. He knows what he's doing, making you arch your chest into him. His hips in-between your legs make it hard for you to get any friction, and your dying to rub your thighs together.

As he continues to roll your nipples between his fingers, effectively milking you of pleasure, he leans down to kiss your breasts.

"So sensitive. So sexy, my goddess." You moan in response and he showers you in kisses, his mouth trailing down, his hands following suit and grasping the shape of your ass. "May I?" Fingers hooked on your pants, he stares right into your eyes as he asks for consent.

"Please." You're desperate and overflowing with love and arousal, and rejoice as your clothes finally leave you.

"Oh, you don't need to beg, my love. To my goddess, I give anything."

You were pretty sure he was magical. He had to be magic itself to make you feel so mythological, so all powerful, as his tongue gingerly met your clit. He was gentle, teasing even, as he began his work. But you were awfully drenched already, one trip of his tongue from your entrance to your clit made you messy and sticky, just how he loved it. He lapped you up, the flat of his tongue exploring you, the tip sometimes stopping in its track to deliver sharp, intense pleasure to your bundle of nerves. And then, he'd wrap his lips around it, sucking as one of his fingers entered your tight walls. When there was less of a fight from your clenching hole, he added a second. You were squeezing his fingers so tight, because of your clit being stimulated relentlessly, that he could barely move his fingers to rub your front wall. The sounds were ungodly, the squelching proof of how he effectively seduced you with his wordship. And yet, to him, you were a heavenly sight.

So close, you were so, so close. Falling apart under him, he drank you up in your disheveled state - whining, writhing, moaning and calling his name like a mantra. He worshipped you like he was at the altar and yet you were the one chanting his name.

You loudly complained when his fingers left your walls and replaced his tongue on the task of rubbing your clit. He clearly wasn't trying to edge you, what was he doing?

"Grab my hair and ride my face." He told you, and you swore it the most shameless thing you've ever heard. And also the hottest.

With your hands tangled in his hair, you began to roll your lips on his flattened tongue. Soon you were a shaking, stuttering mess, his mouth covered in drool and arousal, his eyes bearing into yours with a passion that made your stomach turn. You were sure this man would kill for you.

He made you see stars, record fast. His lips continued to work you through your orgasm as you tried to come down, to regain your breath and calm your heart.

As soon as he wiped off his mouth with his arm, he climbed up your body to kiss your face. You had the biggest, most content smile on your face. Gunil smiled brightly himself, upon seeing you so happy.

"Are you okay, my love? Feeling warm yet?" He was both checking up on you and also teasing you, but you had nothing to hide. His flame had warmed you up from the inside, his passion had scorched you, and his sinful lips wrote secret spells on your body. He enchanted you for eternity.

"So, so warm." You replied, and although you were stark naked and he was fully clothed, he hugged you tightly once again, to really make sure you don't grow cold.

Sweet, sexy, warm Gunil.

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Please do audios for the remaining xdh members. If that’s too many just gunil please :)))

GUNIL SMUT AUDIO

I will be getting around to all of the members but I've been sooo busy lately and I've been focused on writing when I do have time 😭

Reminder this is just for pure imagination and is not intended for anything else.

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XDINARY HEROES COMFORTING YOU WHEN YOU’RE SCARED OF A THUNDERSTORM

♬ all members ♬ gender neutral reader ♬ fluff

GUNIL:

He’s more than happy to be your knight in shining armor.

He would do anything and everything in his power to make your fears go away and make this day pass more comfortably for you.

This definitely includes cuddling! He wants you to know that no matter what happens, he’s got you.

The type to distract you with stories but since he kind of talks about whatever pops into his mind and there’s a storm going on outside, his stories go into the direction of “everything that can possibly go wrong during a thunderstorm”, so that just worsens the situation….

Watching a movie or listening to music might be a better idea :’)

JUNGSU:

He holds your hand, no questions asked.

His hand is your lifeline now, you can clutch it as hard as you need to if that makes you feel even a bit more comforted.

His thumb is rubbing small circles on the back of your hand and he carefully observes if you’re okay.

Whenever a lightning flashes and a thunder strikes, he gives you a kiss to soothe you.

This will unwittingly condition you so you end up kind of looking forward to it, and turns the gloomy weather to an in-door date with kissing and cuddling sessions.

GAON:

He’s immediately beside you with an insane amount of snacks like you’re not going to be able to go out for the next 2 weeks.

Uses the storm as an excuse to pull an all-nighter pajama party!!

He tries to convince you that thunderstorms aren’t a big deal and there’s absolutely no reason for you to be afraid of them.

Then jumps mid-sentence at a particularly loud thunder…

He clears his throat and stuffs a piece of chicken in his mouth, complaining about how you should turn on some music (totally not to cover the sound of the thunder).

O.DE:

He goes into Mom Mode and first of all, makes sure that you are safe and okay, just afraid.

He explains to you that you have nothing to worry about and even if something were to happen, he’s right here to help you with anything.

When that’s done, he suggests cooking something because it distracts you and eating a proper meal will make you feel better.

He bundles you up in blankets, puts on a movie and hands you a mug of hot tea that comforts and warms you up from the inside.

Sometimes he flinches at the lightning but tries to hide it and will deny it if you mention a word about it.

JUNHAN:

He’s not very sure how to help you or comfort you.

Still, he doesn’t like to see you uncomfortable so he decides to at least be there with you.

The problem comes when he notices that you’re too distracted to hold a conversation and the air is starting to feel suffocating, the sound of the pattering of the rain deafening.

That’s when he remembers that he could tune it all out with his guitar.

He immediately brings it out and plays for you whatever he can think of, whatever you ask of him, all the way until either the rain stops or the two of you fall asleep.

JOOYEON:

He is 100% the type to sing for you!!

Or even better, he sings with you. 

Honestly, he doesn’t really know how he could help you but the first thing that pops into his head is to distract you with something, and he’s the master of being distracting.

He starts with humming (or imitating bass sounds), then this evolves into singing and by the time you realize it, you’re both singing a variety of songs from the top of your lungs, rain and thunder long forgotten.

Except that he slightly sings out of tune most of the time when the thunder strikes…

[joohanisms]

Thinking about xdh (mostly gaon and jooyeon tbh) with a partner who is into being overstimulated

Like all of them would indulge you but gaon (a menace) and jooyeon (a munch) would be ready to test that out right then and there

OH. OH NOOOOOO WHY WOULD YOU AWAKEN THE JOOYEON THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD

xdh with a partner that is into being overstimulated 💭💫

cw: overstimulation, oral, fingering, mention of penetrative sex, dom/sub dynamics (punishments), edging, toys, mention of safeword, mention of squirting, mention of thigh riding

omg. i'll talk briefly about everyone but i'll leave jiseok and jooyeon for last because i have a lot of thoughts hehe

gunil

you would have to ask him to do it to you.

he's soooo respectful unless you ask him not to be LMAO

so as soon as you cum and ride it out, he'll usually stop.

unlesssssssssss........

you either tell him beforehand, before he even pulls his cock out, that you're in the mood to be overstimulated orrrrr....

you're getting close and between moans and whispers of his name, you tell him not to stop after you cum. to keep going, please, keep going.

jungsu

our polite boy!!

much like gunil, you'd have to ask.

i don't see him much as a punitive dom, but if you tease him enough (which is a LOT. he's really patient, especially when it comes to you), you might get overstimulated as a punishment.

i loveee punishments that are more like a treat because it's so obvious what you wanted it in the first place LMAO

so yeah maybe he has you riding his thigh while he holds a vibrator do your clit... maybe he's drilling into you and his thumb won't leave your clit... maybe he's fingering you nonstop on all fours, while he presses you into the mattress.... who knows!

seungmin

look he's a menace all right

even though overstimulating is not his favorite - seen as he's more of an edging guy - he really enjoys it.

likes to rile you up so badly that you barely need anything to cum, and even less to be overstimulated.

if you like a little pain-pleasure, he might give your clit a little nip after all is said and done. as a treat <3

hyeongjun

hmm jun was a little harder to write tbh... i don't see him being crazy about roughly overstimulating you, even though he DOES really like the red streaks your nails leave on his back

but his favorite form of overstimulating you is by making you cum with his fingers or his cock. letting you catch your breath slightly. and then moving down your body to lick you clean.

like, syrupy, honeyed strokes of his tongue - slow, lazy, tasting.

it's not like the rest of them, where overstimulating is more of an extension, if not a part of, sex. it borders on aftercare, with how soft he is.

it's never stimulation enough to make you cum again. just enough to drive you a little crazy.

(if you want more, though... just ask. he'll eat you out nicely <3)

jiseok

if you're into being overstimulated as much as he is into overstimulating, gaon would have a field day everytime you had sex. be it penetrative, oral, fingering, whatever.

he'd be soooooo delighted to overstimulate you in any way.

i think i've said before that he DEFINITELY has a vibrator.... yeah it would be one of your best friends fr

jiseok sees the vibe as an ally instead of an enemy (as all men should) and is soooooo okay if you ask him to use it on you when you want it a little rougher!!

(but tbh the first time you asked he did get a little pissy. all like oh am i not enough for you???? do you need more???? but that quickly escalated into overstimulating you out of spite

but dw i'm so sure that when you started having sex he would've gone over the Yes And No list of kinks and things you both like + set a safeword so that spite was.. mm.. calculated. and after that it just became a staple in your sex lives,

but anyways!! jiseok is completely fine with the vibe and any other toys he could use in his favor) (also omg have y'all ever thought about double penetration with him...... now you have)

when he's overstimulating you he will keep going until you physically push him away/say STOP or say the safeword (plus with time he'll pick up on your tells to know when it's time to stop so you won't even need to do anything <33).

and again, as much as all the other guys would indulge you, he gets such a kick out of making you give him all you have. he gets impossibly hot and bothered and hard.

if he comes and keeps playing with you, he gets hard again in record time.

the aftercare is always so good after he fingered four orgasms out of you <3 won't have you lift a FINGER!!

jooyeon

now our jooyeon our lovely boy

the first time he overstimulated you was by accident.

he was just sooooo focused on eating you out - and as we know he loves it and gets genuine pleasure out of it - that he barely noticed you had already cum and kept going until the hands tangled in his hair threatened to rip his locks out.

but he's not dumb!!!! he DID notice you came twice more before you pulled him away!!! do not think he'll let that slide!!

and so with playful mutual slutshaming, it became a thing <3

whenever you want to be overstimulated, just... let him be. don't pull him away, don't tell him to stop, just let him have his fill. believe me, he won't stop unless you stop him.

guy loves eating pussy what can i say

has made you squirt before and if he's feeling playful he will try his damn hardest to get you to do that again. well, he's playful until he actually gets his bangs wet. then he's so fucking horny.

does this thing with his tongue on your clit that if he makes you cum and keeps doing that, you're cumming again in the next 30 seconds. he loves it <3

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Did You Know That We're Dating?

Goo Gunil Summary: Apparently you and Gunil were the only two people to not know that you were dating. (non-idol au) WC:959 Warning:none

photo not mine credits to owner.

“Y/n are you and Gunil doing anything this weekend?” your friend asked. You feel a bit perplexed as to why they were asking what you and Gunil were doing this weekend.

“We’re gonna hang out at my place on Saturday, but we don’t have any specific plans. Why?” you questioned. 

“Ooh we should do a double date then. It’ll be fun,” she says excitedly. 

“A double date?” You looked at her confused. 

“Yes, silly I know you’ve heard of one before. It’ll be cute for our boyfriends to meet each other,” she insisted. 

“Boyfriends?” you remark growing even more confused. You didn’t have a boyfriend, so who would y/f/n’s boyfriend be meeting?

“Why are you acting like this today? Do you think Gunil wouldn’t like it? I think he would like going on a double date,” she said. Gunil, your friend thought that Gunil was your boyfriend?

“Wait.” You held up your hand. “Gunil isn’t my boyfriend,” you told her.

“What are you talking about? Of course he’s your boyfriend,” she laughs. Completely thinking that you were messing with her. 

“No, no he’s not,” you corrected. Your friend looked at you blankly, still not believing you.

“Come on y/n this isn’t funny anymore. Did you two have a fight? Is that it?” she asked. 

“No we didn’t have a fight and I was never being funny. Gunil really isn’t my boyfriend,” you tell her. Now your friend is the one who looks confused. 

“What are you saying? I swear you and Gunil are dating,” she states. 

“Did I ever tell you that?” you countered. You can see the wheels begin to turn in your friend’s head. 

“I guess you haven’t.” They came to realize. “I just assumed, but everyone else thinks you two are dating too, so you can’t really blame me,” she followed up. 

“What?” you slightly shouted. “What do you mean everyone else thinks we’re dating?” Your friend laughs at your reaction. 

“You can ask any one of our other friends or Gunil’s friends. We’d all say that you are a couple,” she explained. 

“You all have it wrong,” you stated. 

“Perhaps we do, but if we all came to the same conclusion on our own, what does that really say about yours and Gunil’s friendship?” she presented. 

“That you’re all idiots,” you sassed. Your friend scoffs. 

“Or that you and Gunil need to talk about your feelings,” she sassed you back. 

“There’s nothing to talk about. We’re friends,” you insisted. 

“Whatever, let me know when you’re no longer just friends so we can go on that double date,” she tells you.

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“The restaurant I work for is having a discount for couples next week,” Seungmin tells Gunil. 

“And you’re telling me because?” Gunil raises a brow.

“So you could take y/n,” Seungmin said as if it was obvious. 

“But we’re not a couple,” Gunil stated. Seungmin arches a skeptical brow.

“As if I’d believe that,” he said.

“I’m being serious. Me and y/n aren’t dating,” Gunil tells. Seungmin cocks his head to the side. 

“Ahh, you almost had me, man.” Seungmin laughs, smacking Gunil on the shoulder. 

“Seungmin, I’m telling the truth,” Gunil tries again.

“Ok, I’ll humor you,” Seungmin said. Gunil sighed. “So you and y/n aren’t together,” Seungmin says. Gunil nodded in confirmation. “Then why do you look like you’re in love with them?” Seungmin pointed. 

“I said that we’re not dating. Not that I don’t love them,” Gunil discloses. Seungmin finally believes Gunil. 

“Then do something about it. Cause I can tell you y/n looks at you the same way you look at them,” Seungmin informed. “Plus everyone else thinks you are a couple too. That doesn’t happen for no reason.���

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“I was talking with y/f/n the other day,” you tell Gunil. Gunil looked at you to keep going. “She said that we should go on a double date,” you chuckled. “It was so hard for me to convince her that you weren’t actually my boyfriend,”

“It’s kinda funny that you say that, cause when I was hanging out with Seungmin he told me that the restaurant he works at was having a couples discount next week,” Gunil tells you. “He also had a hard time believing that we weren’t a couple,” he adds.

“Everyone really does think that we're a couple, don’t they?” you say.

“We’re the last two to know,” Gunil jokes. 

“But if we’ve been a couple for so long, how come I don’t remember getting together?” you said playfully. 

“We just randomly started dating one day I guess,” Gunil chuckles. 

“But what if I want a cute confession story to tell people?” you said. 

“I can give you one then,” Gunil told. 

“What?” you asked. Gunil smiles and takes your hands in his. 

“It may be a shock to people that we aren’t dating, at least not right now, but I’ve loved you for a really long time,” Gunil confesses. “I guess my heart eyes are to blame for everyone jumping to the conclusion that we’re together.” 

“My heart eyes are probably to blame too,” you say, squeezing his hand a little tighter. “I’ve loved you for a long time too, but I never really thought about it. Because I was happy with how our relationship already was,” you revealed. 

“Maybe we really did just start dating one day, but neither of us realized,” Gunil joked with a smile. 

“I guess I should tell y/f/n to set up that double date huh?” you smiled back. 

“We can have it at Seungmin’s restaurant.” 

Safe to say when you and Gunil arrived at the restaurant for your double date you were greeted with looks of “I told you so”.

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11:47 PM ~ *Goo Gunil*

Summary: Gunil didn’t really want to go tonight. And upon seeing you, he really wished he stayed home. Who knew a broken heart could bleed twice?

Pairing: Goo Gunil X G/N!Reader

Genre: Angstyish Drabble

Word Count: 972

Warning: One-sided love, hope

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A/N: Loosely inspired by their song Dear H.

As soon as he saw you, he was ready to turn tail and run. Gunil never thought he’d ever see you again after all these years. He also never thought he’d see you glowing like you used to back then. You looked absolutely radiant. He almost got stuck staring at you until Jungsu bumped his shoulder, causing him to shake out of his stupor.

“Are you all good?” He asked.

Gunil nodded, though he didn’t feel good. “Yeah, I’m alright.”

Jungsu narrowed his eyes on him. “Are you sure? You look like you’ve seen a ghost. And you were staring pretty hard at something. Or perhaps it was someone? Did you actually see a ghost?”

“What? No. I mean, not really.” He sighed, trying not to berate himself too much for his stumbling. You still had him tongue-tied after all this time. “It’s just, I saw someone I went to school with.”

His bandmate’s eyes widened. “Really? We should go say hi to them!”

“No, that’s okay-”

“Why? Did something bad happen back then? Is it some terrible secret or horrible accident?”

“Uh…” He trailed off.

His first thought was he needed to keep Jungsu away from Jooyeon for a while because only Jooyeon would come up with that kind of response. His next thought was how could he tell him? How could he explain the long, complicated history the two of you shared? The one-sided story that threatened to tear him apart if he thought about you for too long?

So instead of divulging all his personal information and long-suffering secrets, he simply told him, “It’s complicated.”

That was the best he was able to do.

But of course, Jungsu wasn’t convinced. “Well, I’m not going to pry into your dramatic past but it seems like you have a lot of unresolved issues with whoever this person is. Maybe you need to talk with them and try to resolve it?”

“Absolutely not!” He replied too quickly, causing him to wince.

“Whatever you say man.”

Gunil wanted to defend himself, saying that he had a very good reason for acting the way he was. But it was just too complicated. He also wasn’t ready to reopen that wound from so long ago. It still hurt him too much to think about what you did back then. He just couldn’t think about it right now.

Keeping his head down, he tried to find a way out so he could get some fresh air. But not seeing where you were going causes accidents to happen. And he had slammed into someone, almost knocking them off their feet.

“Oh, I’m so sor-”

His words caught in his throat.

Your laughter was still as beautiful as when he last heard it.

“You’re fine! I wasn’t paying attention either, so it’s also partly my fault.” You smiled that angelic smile that made his heart pause. “But are you alright? You were trying really hard to get out of here as fast as possible. Did something happen?”

Always so considerate. Gunil’s words were caught in his throat. “I’m fine.”

You gave a sigh of relief. “That’s good. I’d hate for people to be rushing out of here. It’ll make me feel like I failed as a part planner.”

If he knew you were the host of the party, he never would have come with Jungsu. But he kept that thought to himself. Instead, he dipped his head, apologized again, and said the party was fun.

You shrugged. “It’s not my best work but I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” you paused to drink more of whatever was in your cup before narrowing your eyebrows at him. “Wait a minute. Do I know you?”

No, you don’t.

“I swear I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before.”

No, you haven’t.

“You seem familiar. Of course I can’t seem to put my finger on it though.”

No, he’s not familiar.

“Wait a second.” Your look of confusion turned into a cheerful smile, as if it finally dawned on you. “Did we go to school together?”

The words that Gunil wanted to say, the way he wanted to tell you that the two of you never went to high school together, it all died in the back of his throat. You looked so happy to think that you finally recognized him. He couldn’t break that smile now, just like he couldn’t do it back then.

“Yes, we did.”

“Oh my God, I knew I recognized you! Gunil, right? Wow! How have you been? You look amazing by the way! I can’t believe we’re meeting again after all of these years! That’s so crazy!”

“Yeah, crazy.” His answer was more solemn than he attended.

Of course, you being ever so perceptive, frowned at his words. “Hey. You okay? Sorry if I’m not the old school friend you wanted to see but I’m happy I’m seeing you again.”

He wanted to ask you how. How could you be so happy to see him when you broke his heart? How could you still be so cheerful and so oblivious to the fact that you caused him so much suffering and grief back in high school? How could you not remember that it was you, his first love, that broke his heart after he bared his soul in his confession by telling him that you only saw him as a friend.

Gunil gave you a small smile. “I am. I am happy to see you again.”

You smiled and touched his hand. All those painful memories and fleeting thoughts of a love that might have been, it all came rushing back. “Good. I’m happy to hear it. We should hang out sometime, just the two of us. What do you think?”

And those his heart throbbed painfully in his chest, Gunil nodded. “Yes. Yes, we should.”

[j-1z]

xdinary heroes love languages

disclaimer: all of my readings are for entertainment purposes only and should be taken with a grain of salt, as these idols are strangers.

this reading was done on aug 24th, 2023. i used the ‘dreaming way’ deck and caroline myss' 'archetype cards' deck. i also pulled up the member's birth charts for a bit more guidance.

Whatever love language his partner wants, is Gunil’s love language. I did two pulls here because he was so unclear with his feelings. Bottom line, is he isn’t sure of his love language because he kind of just goes with what his partner wants. Gunil has a tendency to become extremely infatuated with people and is willing to give himself completely to them. I imagine someone kneeling, helpless at an altar. There’s a sense of feeling lost and confused in terms of love right now, so he’s not exactly sure what his love language is. He wants to desperately make someone happy, playing with different ideas of what would be nice. Very idealistic in love and finds it hard to stay in reality in this aspect of his life - like a rock in pretty much every other part of his life and ideally, wants his partner to lean on him, but it seems that he would unintentionally allow them to knock him over and call it love. Once he heals, he gives knight vibes hardcore - chivalrous, a bit traditional, devotion is a huge theme here, wants to see his partner try and make leaps and bounds. He wants to worship, but needs to learn to take care of himself and set boundaries first.

Acts of service is Jungsu’s love language. He tends to automatically take a more dominant role in his relationships, at least emotionally. Truly lives up to that “mom” title - softly guiding, compassionate, warm and super kind. He wants to relieve his partner’s burdens so that they can shine again. Literally, picking up the pieces of their life to lighten the load, I imagine a mother goose character rounding up her gosling children. He also seems to know what to say to make his partner feel good. On the other hand, Jungsu needs to be careful with doing things to get his partner to “shut up,” whether it’s in a half-assed manner, he’s doing it while sighing through it, or teetering into people-pleaser territory. Has the ability to be someone his partner can lean on in a more tangible manner. 

Quality time is Jiseok’s love language. He loves to kind of follow his partner around, sticking his nose into what they’re doing and simply being around them. I imagine a puppy whose tail keeps wagging as they sit and stare at their owner. Would love parallel play - helps break up the monotony of doing mundane things and he’s got someone to mess around with, pick their brain, etc. The deepest way to an emotional connection is to connect through the brain first, the heart and the mind go very hand in hand for him, and the best way to connect through the brain is to spend time together. Long talks, storytelling are all things he likes. 

Acts of service and words of affirmation are Seungmin’s love languages. Just want to comment on the amount of depth this guy has - for a Gemini, he reminds me more of a Scorpio with the way he operates in relationships. Relationships for him are something that transforms both him and his partner, and he wants to see them grow even (and especially) if it’s painful. Seungmin tends to go for jaded types, but not without cause. He’s the type to do your laundry when you can’t, make you a meal or get food when you can’t get out of bed, and inevitably, hoist you up by your bootstraps and get you moving again. It’s all out of love and the necessity to be connected on such a visceral level. The type to give you hard truths, but also tell you that you’ll be okay in the end. There’s a deep fire that burns when he’s with a partner that makes him feel alive - can be a little aggressive or abrasive with how he gives his love sometimes. I imagine someone throwing blinds open abruptly to flood a dark room with light, a “come on, get up, let’s go,” and holding hands to go take a shower for the first time in a couple days. Very wise, probably has been through what he likes to help others through. Also, refuses to settle for anyone who isn’t up for a transformation, which makes him appear aloof and not available to most.

Acts of service is Hyeongjun’s love language. He has a hard time verbally speaking his truth, putting words to his feelings and has a real tendency to slip up in his speech often (I think he mentioned something about this recently, preferring to perform and paint as a way to express?). It actually seems that he’s convinced he needs to be more of a physical touch or words of affirmation kind of partner - very naïve lover, I don’t think he’s had much experience, if any at all, in terms of love. His ideas of love he absorbs from the world around him (media, his parents, his bandmates, etc). The best way to show his love would be through different, more practical ways, instead of big, poetic words or throwing himself at his partner. He is surprisingly level headed when it comes to his partners and takes on an almost fatherly role to them. Hyeongjun also tends to be attracted to those who have big woes - very similar to Seungmin in that he would cook his partner a meal if they haven’t eaten, sit and let his partner vent (and give advice!), etc. However, there is less of that “tough love” aspect, so much as there is a humanitarian, “you’re human, you deserve to be happy” kind of energy. If his partner needed to spend time just rotting in bed, he’d probably join and make sure they had basic needs met until they felt better enough to do it themselves. Runner up is gift giving - very contemplative and thoughtful, he would be good at making playlists, paintings, etc for his partner and it’s a great outlet for big feelings.

Physical touch and acts of service are Jooyeon’s love languages. In relationships, he tends to really embody his Virgo mars - very warm, patient and giving to his partners, he wants to be someone that they can look up to for support. He is extremely similar to Gunil surprisingly, however Jooyeon has an easier time not losing himself in infatuation and can keep himself afloat easier. This seems to be the one aspect in his life where he is extremely grounded and can be a pillar of support for those that he loves. He has a lot of patience for the world around him - I want to note that even though he seems energetic and bouncy, his energy overall is very steady and rooted. This was also the most obvious physical touch reading I’ve gotten in a minute - he loves hugs and will not hesitate to give big ol’ squeezes. The act of hugging, cuddling, physical contact, etc helps him to regulate and connect more than any other ways - he finds it easier to physically express his love, instead of verbally. There’s a sense that he feels like he’s good at hugging/physical contact, but not always the best with words. Deep, deep down, Jooyeon is also a bit of a romantic and tends to look for “the one” when he’s dating. He wants someone to take care of and dote on. 

[junhanndee]

losing your virginity to - gunil!

warnings / pairs : virgin reader afab x goo gunil, first times, foreplay, kind of awkward goofy gunil (as usual)

find my other parts on my masterlist ! so far i have junhan, gaon, and jooyeon!

okay so i kinda see gunil as a romantic type!!

i don’t think he’s the type to make sex awkward per say, it’s just something he gets a little giggly about

if you sat him down though and explained it was your first time :,) i think he would be like “really? you want me? to….” and then blush like super hard LMAO

but yeah! i think he would make it really romantic like

not that you set a date or anything but ever since you discussed it…. it’s been on his mind like crazy

so! i think he would plan a really nice dinner for the both of you and even take you to do something fun! maybe like a movie or something :)

and then when you got back home he would be the type to have like rose petals on the bed

he wants to make you feel so so so loved and he can’t help but try his best to give you a safe environment where you can feel that way!!

he would start it off by giving you slow kisses and even guide you towards the bed while bringing you onto his lap

with all first times, it’s bound to be just a tiny bit awkward as… well! you’ve never really done this so

but with gunil he would stop at nothing to make you feel comfortable and safe

i think he would slowly take your shirt off and give you kisses up and down your neck

honestly, if it was the first time i think gunil would try his hardest to pay attention to you like all eyes on you and what you like

once you got in the groove of things he would probably finger you just a bit to bring you close to the edge but not enough to fully get there so you could possibly cum on the first try with him :)

on the outside it would seem like he would know what he’s doing but on the inside i can see gunil being a mess

just seeing you like this and under him for the first time and knowing you wanted him and only him to take your virginity has such meaning to him

i’m sure he would take his time and try to be as slow as possible that was you didn’t feel too uncomfortable

and as that fades and you tell him he can move

…..wow

he gives me the vibe that he would probably have you in missionary so he can give slow drags to your clit while he thrusts in and out of you to get you to your high

and once he gets you there…. he might even want more!!

of course he would make sure that was okay with you and you were comfortable with it!!

and if you wanted to keep going…. he might have you in 12 different positions by the end of the night…. just saying!