#oh heejun scenarios

[qtyanan]

Gateway || KNK  Chapter 1 - Drunken Encounter

“I’ll never go to one of those parties.”

Word count: ~2.5k

prologue | chapter 2 

"Okay, we're done for the day, you have the rest of the class period to yourself," said my teacher as she waved her hand in a dismissive way. In that very second, everyone in the class pulled out their phone and a low buzz of conversation filled the room.

I pulled out my phone as well, but only for a moment to check for notifications (which i had none of course). I kept my notebook and textbook open, trying to finish as much work as possible so I didn't have to worry about it later.

It was the last class of the day, almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon on a Friday. Everyone around me had already packed their things and were talking about their weekend plans, or making such plans.

And then there was me, sitting in the back of the room with my head low and scribbling away with my pencil. I didn't really have friends in any of my classes, and I liked it that way, because let's be honest, I'm not much of a people person. I mostly just wanted to go home and drink a bottle of wine and binge watch Netflix. I was slightly praying that there wouldn't be a party tonight, because I really wanted to just go home and sleep a lot.

I had finished up the last of the page I was working on and packed my things into my computer bag. After all that, I sat on my phone, looking through different social medias to pass the last few minutes of the class period. Usually the teachers were pretty lenient about class times and would let us leave once they were done, but this old lady was pretty strict and wanted us to stay until exactly 3 o'clock.

I got bored of my phone so I put it down and just picked at my chipping nail polish, and without even thinking of it, I tuned into the conversation going on next to me.

"C'mon man, why won't you go?" A guy said in a slight begging tone, and I turned slightly to see that he was sitting on the table along with a couple other guys, and one guy was sitting in his respectable seat, his head in his hands.

"Ehh... I was planning on staying home tonight so," said the boy sitting in the chair, avoiding eye contact with everyone surrounding him.

"I've been to one of these parties before, they're pretty fun, and the booze is pretty great," another said, causing me to inwardly laugh. Who says booze anymore?

Are they talking about my neighbor's parties? I hope the fuck not. They don't need more people going to those parties!

"Dude, come on! You've been single for a while now. It's time to go out and get laid." One said, causing me to grimace. I thought it was disgusting, using him being single as a reason for him to go to the damn party.

There was silence among them, and I looked in the corner of my eye at the boy they were pestering. His hair was parted neatly down the middle and he had clear, tan skin, cute cheeks and pouty lips. He looked nice, sweet - too sweet to be dragged to one of those parties.

He leaned back in his chair and huffed, "Okay, fine, I'll come tonight," right away the guys cheered, patting on him in encouragement.

Ugh, tonight? I was hoping for a night of silence. I felt bad for the cute kid, but hey, what can I do?

With freezing cold hands and a runny nose, I unlocked my front door and stepped in, a wave of warmth hitting me, making me sigh in relief.

Kira was sitting on the couch with the TV on, but she got up once she heard the front door open.

"I got groceries, help me bring them in," I told her whilst putting my phone on the small table by the door and dropping my computer bag. She didn't say anything, just slipped on her slippers and braced herself for the cold.

We brought in the several bags and set them randomly in the kitchen, recovering from the unforgiving cold that was outside.

As we put away what I had bought in silence, I realized she was still wearing her work shirt. It was a plain, black, collared shirt with a small Starbucks logo. Kira doesn't go to college classes with me, she works full-time at Starbucks that's pretty close to campus. I do too, just part-time. I don't really have to work, I come from a pretty wealthy family and my parents are helping me pay for classes and such, but it's always nice to have some extra money, right?

I tried to figure what to make for dinner, but everything I suggested, Kira rejected.

"Chinese takeout?" I finally suggested, and she smiled at me, nodding slightly, causing me to chuckle.

I was putting away the last of the things, as well as organizing the pantry, and Kira sat on the counter and watched me.

"So," She suddenly broke the silence, "have you heard anything about a party next door?"

"Yeah, I heard some guys talking about it. I think there's gonna be one tonight," I kept my eyes on what I was doing, and she paused a moment before answering.

"... How about we go this time?" I turned to look at her to see if she was joking, but she had a smirk that told me she wasn't bluffing.

"Um, no. I hate those parties. I plan on never going over there." I bluntly rejected her, turning back to the pantry. I finished my organization and closed the door, then leaned against it and looked at Kira.

"Aw, why not? I don't want to just sit here all night, and I haven't done anything in so long." She was vague, but I knew what she meant - she wanted to get laid. I think it's kind of weird, but that's just me. I hadn't had an actual boyfriend in years. So basically, I'm as untouched as a virgin.

I kept my disgust to myself, because she would probably tease me for my innocence, "Then you can go by yourself."

"Oh God, no thanks," She scoffed, making a funny face then jumped off the counter, then looked down at her phone, "So, you want to order food now?"

No more than an hour later, we sat in our dimly lit living room, Chinese takeout boxes littering the coffee table in front of us along with Kira's soda can and my wine glass. I did say I was craving wine, right? Using wine glasses makes me feel fancy, shoot me.

It took us a while to agree on something to watch on Netflix, but eventually we chose to re watch New Girl  for probably the third time.

We didn't say much to each other, just stuffed our faces with food and paid attention to what played on the tv, but then we started to notice the buzz of that horrible techno music. As if that was an alarm, Kira jumped up and picked up her takeout dishes and made her way to the kitchen

"Well, time to sleep," She announced, and I glared in her direction, even though the corner wall had cut her from my vision.

"Seriously??" I looked down at my phone to see the time, "It's not even 10 o'clock!"

"So? I'm tired," She said nonchalantly, thankfully cleaning up after herself. I didn't get up from where I sat, since I was in a little blanket nest with my knees pulled up to my chest.

"Jesus, how do you sleep so much! Teach me your ways!!" I yelled dramatically, causing her to roll her eyes and laugh lightly.

"Whatever. Goodnight," she made a little finger heart towards me and I did the same, muttering a 'ni ni' to her. Once she closed her bedroom door behind her, I reached for the controller and looked through Netflix once again. I chose what I really wanted to watch. I turned the volume down so Kira wouldn't hear the voices speaking in Japanese.

Yeah, I really love anime, but Kira hates it so I don't make her watch it. And she likes to make fun of me when I obsess over it, calls me a nerd.

I may have gotten a little carried away. I had re watched almost all of The Seven Deadly Sins, and drank almost a whole bottle of wine. Because of the small bit of alcohol, I began to get a little sleepy. I had begun to tune out the annoyance coming from next door, aside from the occasional yelling that sometimes startled me.

Are you still watch 'The Seven Deadly Sins?'

Yeah, jerk, I'm still watching it. I don't have a life. fight me.

I reached for the Xbox controller so I could resume the show, sitting in the quiet a moment whilst I waited for the controller to turn on.

But in that tiny bit of quiet, I heard something weird outside. Well, everything I heard was weird, because of that damn party, but what I had just heard was... weird. You know, a different weird. It stood out and I turned my head towards the door.

It was yelling of some kind, but it was closer than everything else, like someone was in front of my house. Usually most people were respectful and stayed away from my house, but this person wandered a little too far I guess.  

But it was a lonely voice, I didn't hear anyone else.

I honestly got really curious as to who was out there and what was going on. So, I finished what was in my glass and left the warmth of my nest, shuffling towards the door and putting on my slippers. I pulled my sweater sleeves over my hands and opened the front door, and saw that there was a flurry of snow in the air.

There he was; in the middle of my yard, tripping around and yelling something I couldn't understand (I'm not even sure if it was in English). I couldn't tell who it was, but it's not like I know a lot of people around here.

"What the hell...?" I mumbled to myself, watching how he wandered alone. I noticed he didn't have a jacket; he just walked around in a white t-shirt and skinny jeans. Jesus, he's gonna freeze to death if he stays out there.

Maybe I should go help him...?

Without thinking it through, I stepped outside and through the grass, treading carefully towards him. In the middle of his weird, random shouting, I think I heard him say a girl's name, but I couldn't be sure.

"Um, h-hey?" I shouted to him to get his attention, and he slowly moved his eyes to me. he stopped walking, stumbled in his stance. "It's really cold, do you want to come inside?"

I couldn't really understand what he said in response, but as I came closer to him and touched his arm, he didn't fight against me, just leaned on my shoulder and allowed me to lead him to my house.

I realized he was much taller than me, and with him relying on me to walk, he was much heavier.

If it wasn't so cold, I would have been sweating. I kicked opened the door in a huff and dragged him to the couch, allowing him to drop onto the upholstery.

I turned the nearby lamp on, and realized - it's that kid from my class today! The one that those guys convinced to go to the party. I didn't know his name, but at least I didn't bring a total stranger into my home.

While looking at him, I noticed his ears and (cute little) nose were bright red, and he was now shivering, his teeth chattering. I rushed around and put a big blanket over him, which he quickly grabbed and cuddled into (which honestly, I found really fucking cute). I went to get a bucket and put plastic bag in it and set it on the floor by his head (because let's face it, throwing up is inevitable). His eyes were barely open and his hair was an absolute mess, little mumbled still falling from his lips. It was very obvious he was wasted, who let this poor child drink so much??

I sat by him to make sure he didn't die or something, and some of his little mumbles were slightly coherent.

"Sophie... Why did you leave me? <hic!> I loved you so much... Why wasn't <hic!> I good enough?... I miss you so much...." His voice was painful to hear, so full of sadness. His lip trembled as he spoke now, and I think I see a little wetness around his eyes.

I didn't really know what to do, but without much thought I scoot a little closer to him and brought my small hand to his cold forehead, soothing his hair away from his face.

As I did the soothing action, his mumbling became quieter, and tears just fell to the couch cushion. Slowly but surely, his skin started to warm up, and he started to stop shivering.

It felt like forever of me just sitting there, but I started to hear little snores and heavier breathing, which made me think he had fallen asleep.

Slowly I moved away, shuffling to the recliner on the other side of the living room.

My first thought was to stay awake until he wakes up, so he doesn't freak out on me. I could at least tell him what had happened and make sure he's okay then he can go home, and then I'll sleep all day.

But then  I had the most intense yawn I've ever had. I looked at my phone, which was almost dead, and saw it was past 3 am.

After that, I don't really remember falling asleep, I slept like a rock.

[dong-hyucks]

dating heejun. | knk

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highkey dedicated to @woojiniee and @longquos u guys are rude abt my bias wreckers >:( but ily anyway

so you met way back when he was still in kokoma band

you had been a helper, setting up the equipment for this performance since your friend -- who worked for the company -- brought you along

anyway

your friend told you who your were setting up for, and to be honest you had no idea who any of them were

no heejun?

quack dongyeon?

lee whochan?

who dongseong?

whomst??

they were a trainee band and didn’t have much information out there

but your friend showed you a video of them goofing around with their instruments/voices and?? they sounded p good??

you weren’t going to be around for the actual mini performance, as there were other guests coming

you were a bit bummed, but oh well

while you were setting up the main mic, someone came in looking very lost

“heejun,” your friend greeted politely, even bowing her head

you did the same, assuming this heejun was the same heejun in the band

he mumbled an absent hello, his eyes trailing all over the floor

“did you lose something?”

heejun looked up, smiling at you briefly before nodding

“yeah... have you seen my ring?”

a lightbulb went off above your head, a look of recognition flashing over your expression

heejun and your friend watched as you headed over to a little side table, retrieving his very ring from it

“i found it over there,” you pointed to the speakers, “you must’ve dropped it before.”

heejun thanked you gratefully, slipping the ring on his finger

he smiled at you before halting

his eyes went to your friend before going back on you, lingering a moment longer than you expected

“are you a new worker?”

you shook your head, “i’m just helping”

you didn’t miss the disappointed look he dawned before covering it with a neutral expression

you chuckled, “what was that?”

heejun shrugged, “nothing. just a little disappointing -- it’s not every day i meet a cute employee here”

you nearly choked

he grinned innocently, as though he hadn’t said that, and turned on his heel to leave

once he was safely out the door, your friend burst out into laughter

“[Y/N]! he was totally flirting with you!”

you just rolled your eyes, “sure.”

you didn’t see heejun again for a week or two

until you randomly got a text from some unknown number claiming they were heejun

you were quite skeptical at first until your friend confessed that she may or may not have given him your number

anywho

heejun didn’t text you like everyday

he was busy, as were you

but you texted every other day or once a week

you had this kind of relationship that was borderline friends / acquaintances

but then

heejunie: “hey, do you want to hang out today? i’m going to the bowling alley today”

at first you were going to say no

but, hey, you hadn’t gone bowling in a while so why not? plus heejun was a cool dude

so that’s how you found yourself, two hours later, laughing your heads off outside with heejun

to explain

when you first arrived at the bowling alley, heejun was already there

he was with a little kid, one with a tearful expression

at first you were like “??? heejun what did you dO ???” but then you realized he was trying to comfort the child

he’d lost his mom -- with the bowling alley being relatively dark and a big space

the sight of heejun wiping away the child’s tears with a gentle smile on his face, his voice soft as he told the child he’d find his mom for him

it did something to you

luckily, you had spotted a frantic looking woman on the way to finding heejun

lmao what a coincidence

you assumed that the woman was the kid’s mom

without even greeting heejun, you ventured off to find the woman, and when you did she confirmed your thoughts

sO after bringing the two together, you and heejun high-fived

“i comforted the lil’ guy and you found the mom, what a team”

“barely”

“shh, [Y/N], let me have this moment”

you just chuckled at how incredibly dorky he was

after getting your shoes and a lane, you and heejun just bowled normally

at first

then, it got a little competitive

it’s not what you think -- you weren’t competing to see who could get the most points

you were competing to see who could hit the pins in the coolest way

people in nearby lanes and those who walked passed gave you weird looks when you were laying down on the floor to push the ball

but you didn’t care, you were having fun

until

heejun decided to attempt a cartwheel

y i k e s

bad idea

especially when he had an 18lb bowling ball in his hands

needless to say, when he ‘landed’ his arm slipped

and the bowling ball basically flew from his fingers (luckily, not injuring him)

and there was a loud crash

this idiot somehow managed to throw his bowling ball at the ceiling

needless to say, his manager found out via text and wasn’t happy

heejun also used his company card for the repairs cough

you were kicked out very quickly

and now you’re just outside, leaning against the wall to catch yourself from falling

your stomach hurt from laughing so much, both at heejun’s misfortune and the expression he had made the moment the ball collided with the tiles

at first, he felt so bad but after hearing you laugh, he couldn’t help but follow

“that was hilarious,” you mumbled, wiping away fake tears, “but never do that again”

“noted”

while you recovered from laughing so hard, heejun took the time to just admire you

he thought you were very attractive, and the sound of your laugh was like wedding bells to his ears

“go out with me.”

“jeEZ HEEJUN YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT RANDOMLY--”

you thought he was joking but he had a sincere smile on his face and you suddenly felt really nervous

“you don’t have to be my s/o,” he cut in, mumbling ‘yet’ under his breath, “but if you want, go on a date with me.”

you were gaping like a fish

sure, heejun was a pretty nice guy, he was funny, he was smart (most of the time,,), and he made you smile without even trying but did you like him?

it took you a second, but the sound of your rapid heart answered for you

“okay”

not even a second after the word left your lips, he had your hand in his and he was pulling you down the street

“where are we going--”

“it’s a surprise!”

heejun was suddenly really giggly

like he had planned the whole thing

you were lowkey suspicious, but he was cute so you let it slide

okay so

he didn’t tell you a thing for like ten whole minutes

but he looked like the epitome of happiness

like he just won the lottery

“here we are!”

you looked around, a brow raised

he brought you to a big park in town, but he’d lead you far into it, where a lone tree stood tall

“what’re we doing here?” you asked, looking up at the pretty petals that hung on the branches

heejun coughed, backing up into the tree

“i come here sometimes,” he admitted, “it’s like me go to place whenever i need inspiration”

you looked over at him, “inspiration?”

he merely nodded, holding out his hand

“let’s go up.”

seconds later, heejun was pulling you up the tree

at first you were like “hey man what’re you doing” but then he pulled you up onto a sturdy branch

“look,” he mumbled, gesturing outward

you did, amazed at the sight

the branch gave you a perfect view of the city

“we can see everything here,” heejun said, “but no one can see us”

you were gobsmacked, “how did you even find this?”

he shrugged, “when i was a kid, i got separated from my dad, and i ended up here”

you blinked, keeping your gaze on him

when he looked back, you realized how handsome he was

even though his expression was neutral, you could see a hint of amusement shimmering in his eyes

wow, you thought, you’re handsome

he chuckled, his lips splitting into a grin

“thanks”

“shit did i say that outloud”

he rolled his eyes playfully, nudging you with his shoulder

“don’t worry. you aren’t too bad looking either”

“i know, you told me the first time we met”

he smiled again, looking at you almost longingly

“you’re cute”

“heejun, kindly let me breathe, please and thanks”

he didn’t respond, his gaze making you slightly —very— nervous

“i know i said you didn’t have to be my s/o, but…” he rubbed the back of his neck, “i really like you.”

you rolled your eyes, kissing his cheek (which made it turn pink) “i like you too, heejun.”

woo ur dating now dope relationship congratz

im sorry (no i’m not)

so let’s go dating oh heejun

let’s start of with something cute

kissing :))

your first kiss with heejun didn’t take long to happen

in fact, it happened the same day you started dating

after you hung out at the tree for a bit, he took you out for dinner

the restaurant wasn’t really fancy but it wasn’t a fast food joint either

heejun actually knew the owner, so you got to sit in the “special” seating

it was secluded from the rest of the restaurant, on the second floor

there were french doors leading out to a balcony, where a single table stood

the dinner was great, as was the service

after you ate, you and heejun looked out over the railing

you talked for a while, enjoying the slight breeze

you didn’t notice heejun getting closer and closer until his arm was literally brushing against yours

“i’ve never met someone like you,” he mumbled, “you’re different”

“is that a good thing?”

“it’s a great thing.”

you bore into one another’s eyes for a moment

slowly, you got closer and closer until he was a hair length away

“can i…?” his eyes darted down to your lips

when you nodded, he didn’t hesitate to move forward

the kiss was slow, his lips moving gently against yours

somehow, you ended up with your back against the railing, with your hands clasping around his waist at the small of his back

his hands cupped your cheeks, his thumb gently moving back and forth as he leaned into you

when air was necessary, you pulled away

“that was,” he chuckled, “wow for a first kiss.”

generally, kisses with heejun are either dorky or sweet

or both

half the time he’s grinning, so the kiss isn’t even a proper one, but neither of you care too much

—let’s also not talk about the cough night time cough kisses—

anyway moving on

let’s add a new thing

hugs

cuddling

you know, the fluffy shit

i’ve already made a cuddling with knk —and astro— post here but

let’s come back to this anyway

heejun hugs you so often

if you aren’t a hug person, he respect that, but sometimes he can’t help it

he’s a cuddly person

whenever you cuddle, he likes to hold your hand

it makes him feel connected to you

and his voice just lowers and becomes super soft and gentle

and he just looks at you like you’re the most amazing person in the entire world

and to him, you are

cuddling also comes with soft talks

he talks about his day, about his career, then asks you about yours

and while you’re talking he’s just heart eyes for you because he thinks he’s so lucky to be able to be with you

alright moving on

your first i love you also came soon after you started dating

he wanted to wait until you were completely comfortable but it kinda just

slipped out

he had to leave to practice and he was maybe late

really late

he was rushing out the door, falling over himself as he pulled his shoes on

“have fun,” you mumbled absentmindedly as you opened the fridge for food

“yeah,” he huffed, pulling his jacket over his shoulders, “thanks babe. i love you, see you later—“

you didn’t have time to react before the door shut

you kind of just stood there, the cold air from the fridge hitting your bare skin

“wHaT”

an hour later, heejun got a call from you during a little break

“hello? [Y/N]?

“i love you too, heejun. mind waiting next time so i could actually say it back?”

needless to say, heejun was a smiley mess for the rest of the day

alright

fights with heejun

rare, he tries his hardest to keep away from fights

other than the little ones, over who gets the remote, over who gets the last slice, etc

but when they do happen, heejun tries to bring it back

but sometimes, that doesn’t work

he’d give you some space, and you’d give him space

but he never lets you go to bed angry or upset

especially with him

he takes on the cuddling tone, low and gentle, as he talks out his feelings and you talk about yours

fights don’t last more than a few hours with heejun

so in all

dating heejun means you’re ina relationship with a dorky, funny, loveable guy

that also means, your life gets a little dorky

every day is a new adventure

when he debuted with KNK, you were introduced to four other dorks

and they all loved you (not nearly as much as heejun does)

basically

dating heejun is an amazing thing

he treasures you, makes you laugh and feel loved

:)

[taeminlikestosuckeggs]

🌷soft bf! oh heejun🌷

🍃very touchy and doesn’t even try to hold himself back 🍃roasting each other playfully and then laughing until your sides hurt 🍃sends you 37 selfies at once and tells you to pick the best three 🍃your #1 hypeman and gets super excited whenever you do anything 🍃whenever he sees a weird or interesting drink or snack he brings it to you and makes you try it first 🍃complains when you don’t give him enough attention

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KNK As Dads

Thank you to the anon who requested it! I know it’s kind of sloppy but I hope you like it! :)

I tried to keep them all the same length but it’s hard to tell lol

Jihun

When you tell him you’re pregnant, he will fall on the floor

SO DRAMATIC

“WE WERE SO CAREFUL? OMG MY MOM WILL BE SO HAPPY!”

Buys five yards of bubble wrap to “baby proof the house”

You have to explain to him that’s not how it goes

He’ll ready every parenting book like ever

“Did you know that babies have nails in the womb?!”

“Please...it’s three in the morning...Go to sleep, Jihun.”

So affectionate

Wants to cuddle with your belly all the time

“Sorry babe, you’re my number two now. She’s my number one love.”

As soon as his daughter is born, he’s bawling

Uncontrollably

The docs have to calm him down because they’re afraid he’ll start hyperventilating.

Will not let her leave his sight for the first few months

Will be soooo dramatic when she learns to walk though

Bouncing off the walls when she takes her first step

“BABE OH MY GOD DID YOU- DID YOU SEEEEEE HER?? SHE TOOK HER FIRST STEP. GET THE C A M E R A!”

Made her a college fund when she was 5 days old

“It’s never too soon to start saving for college.”

Hogs all the baby time

Wants to feed her

Refuses to let anyone except you and him hold her until she’s maybe four months

Calls the other members her “weird Uncles”

Proudly announces to everyone her first words were “Dada” even though you were pretty sure she burped

At nights, he’ll sleep in her nursery

He’ll grow out of that habit around when she enters school

As she gets older, he’s always supportive

Definitely wants her to try singing

Knows she’ll sound like an angel

Wants her to do whatever she wants in life

Wants a lot of kids because he loves to spend time with them

Literally she’s his princess

The type of dad to have tea parties just cause his daughter loved them

“Tea party? Only if I can wear the purple tiara this time.”

Glares at any little boy that shows an interest in her

“EXCUSE ME. Keep your hands to yourself, thankyouverymuch.”

“Dad, I’m twenty and this is my boyfriend.”

“boYFRIEND?! You’re grounded, young lady. No dating until you’re married.”

Seoham

Panic

“What- you’re-?! !!!!”

Faints when you tell him you’re pregnant

Once he comes to, he’ll start crying

Very emotional the entire pregnancy

Even more so than you are

Experiences pregnancy sympathy pains

Has morning sickness right with you

You’re spending the majority of the first trimester taking care of him

He’s always apologizing lmao

As you get bigger, he’s in awe

Cannot believe he’s going to be a dad

Will always look at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world

Tearfully tells you he loves you at random times

And then you cry too cause the damn hormones

The member to gush to his fans about your new baby

(on VLIVE) “If it’s a girl, what name should we give it? Tinkerbell always has good ideas and suggestions...Boy name suggestions too!”

Will try to get you to quit your job when you get to 7 months

Is so nervous for the delivery

Coaching and holding your hand the WHOLE TIME

He’ll be your voice to your doctors (we love a king)

Crying as soon as he sees your son’s full head of hair

“You did it, baby, oh wow. He’s so beautiful. You did so well, love. I love you so much.”

Is a mESS

“Mommmm~ He’s healthy T-T come as soon as you can.” Sobs

Glares at anyone who tries to take your son from your arms

Will 100% give the doctors a hard time if his son is crying for “too long”

As he gets older, Seoham is the perfect father.

Loving, caring, and stern when he needs to be

But he’s sooooo soft

Hates to discipline him but knows he needs the correction

The type of dad to watch with love in his eyes as his child is running around the yard.

Threatens the members not to show him any bad words/actions

Reads and sleeps with his son (even tho his long body cannot fit on the red car bed)

Cries at almost every milestone (walking, talking, eating solid food, first hair cut, first day of school)

“He’s just growing up so fast, babe. Soon, he’ll be married and having kids of his own. What am I going to do then?”

“Seoham, this is his third birthday party...Get it together, baby.”

Not going to push his child into anything but encourages him to find hobbies or sports his likes

If your son likes sports, he’s at every. single. event. Practice, games, any of it

Records all the games and when he goes to college, he’ll make a highlight reel

Inseong

When you tell him, you’re pregnant, he won’t believe you

Not to mean you’re a liar

But he just cannot grasp it rn

“Ha ha, very funny, babe. I know you’re on the pill.”

Once you hand him the pregnancy stick, he’s all 

O_O “o-oh shit”

Needs to sit down cause he’s lightheaded

Doesn’t want to show you but he’s scared outta his mind rn

Smiles nervously

As time goes on and you start to show, it’ll finally become real to him

He’ll cry that night when you feel the baby moving and put his hand on your belly

Will hide all his worries and concerns from you and instead will ask the members 

Eventually he’ll speak to you about how nervous he is but he reassures you he wants a baby with you

He’ll feel better after talking to you

Very gentle with you when you’re pregnant and will get you any cravings you need

Schedules regular massages for you so you’re comfortable

Literally has hearts in his eyes when he sees how big you get in the last trimester

Doesn’t care what gender your baby is, just wants it healthy

Soft smiles and kisses when the doctor hands you a chubby baby boy

He’s crying but trying to put on a strong front for you

Wants to be your strength but eventually breaks down when he takes a step back and sees how you look at your son in your arms

“The most beautiful view I’ve ever seen...”

Fully bawling when you ask him if he wants to hold his son

Won’t stop calling the child “my son”

Taking pictures and videos of everything

Soccer dad FOR SURE

Has snacks and juice ON DECK 24/7

Supports their kid no matter what though

Hates to be the one to discipline and will even leave when you’re scolding your son

Screaming at the top of his lungs when he learns anything new

“HE COUNTED TO 10 OH MY GOD HEEJUN DID YOU HEARRRR THAT”

Affectionate :))))

Will pout if his son doesn’t want to give him kisses when he leaves for work

Dongwon

So so so so happy

Smiling so wide when you surprise him with baby converse.

“You’re not joking? You’re really pregnant? We’re having a baby?”

“I’m going to be a dad?”

Literally so excited!!!!

He gets to have a family with the love of his life!!

Immediately tells all his family and friends once he gets the okay from your doctor

Plans a gender reveal party and is wearing a pink shirt because he wants a lil princess to spoil.

Wouldn’t mind a boy, but wants to experience the “daddy/daughter” bond

RUNNING UP AND DOWN YOUR STREET WHEN HE FINDS OUT YOU”RE HAVING TWIN GIRLS (like on maury)

!!!!!! You’re like 0-O “does this say TWINS?!”

Feels like he hit the jackpot

Kisses you all over, hugging you gently and when you pull back, you can see tears in his eyes.

“I love you. Thank you for giving me two babies.”

He’s very sappy the entire pregnancy

“How’s my girls doing? Need anything, mama? Come here, I’ll rub your feet, baby.”

Takes you on a baby moon to wherever you wanna go just to pamper you before you give birth

Anything you want, he will give you

You could tell him your phone speaker wasn’t working and he’ll go out and get you a whole new phone

Watches you with hearts in his eyes as you sleep

Unfortunately, you can’t give birth naturally due to labor taking too long so the doctors have to preform a c-section.

A mess of nerves and tension as he holds your hand in the operating room

When he hears two cries, he nearly collapses next to you in relief. “You did amazing, love.”

Crying as he watches the doctors put both little girls on your chest

He strokes one of the twins tiny head, lips trembling as she softly cries out

“I never thought my heart could beat outside of my body.”

100% the overprotective dad

Down to play any girly games for them

Brings them to sporting events against their will

N O BOYS E V E R !!!!

NO EXCEPTIONS!!!!

ok maybe if they’re knk fans

MAYBE

Heejun

Terrified at first

Heejun is young (my age lol) so I feel like he wouldn’t particularly want kids until he’s in his late twenties-early thirties

He warms up to the idea of a child quickly because he LOVES kids

ESPECIALLY if it’s his with the love of his life

Not one to keep it a secret

He’ll call everyone in his life and give them the news

lowkey wants a boy because he doesn’t know if he can relate to a girl

But honestly as long as the baby is healthy, he’s over the moon

When he does find out it’s a boy, he’s buying matching clothes for him and his son

Tells everyone “I’m having a son T-T”

Is usually composed during the pregnancy - wide smiles and cheerful expressions

Will get you anything you want, no questions asks

(He’ll complain to the boys that your cravings are weird as hell tho. Who eats cheetos with peanut butter and power-aid? Disgusting)

Won’t ever say anything negative because he wants his child to grow up in a positive environment

Refuses any help in building or assembling any of the baby furniture or toys

“I have to do this. I’m a dad now. Dads build things.”

Only cries when he’s able to hold his son, wrapped up tightly like a burrito in the hospital.

You’d be passed out on the bed with the nurses busy by you, and he’d just sit with your son in his arms, tears flowing freely with a smile on his face.

“Hey little one, I’m your daddy.”

IN LOVEEEEE

YOUR SON CAN DO NO WRONG TO HIM

He’s a precious angel, even when he turns two and terrorizes literally everyone and everything in your house

Wants only the best for your son so he’ll make food and turn into a chef pretty quickly.

Eventually when your son shows how picky he really is, Heejun will give in and give him chicken nuggets

Play fights with him all the time

You still don’t know which one broke the bathroom window and they refuse to tell on the other

Very proud of his son’s accomplishments and will praise him for every little thing he can

Bribes him with popsicles and ice cream to get him potty trained

It worked so you couldn’t say much lol

His kid is his ride or die

Nothing will ever get between him and his son

Wants your son to be better than he is - and will push him to do well in school, all the way up to college

When you have a daughter, him and your son are full on body guard mode

“Hands off the models.” He says to Inseong as the older one plays with your daughter. 

“PRECIOUS CARGO COMING THRU.”

“Ten feet distance at all times, thank you.”

[knkpsh]

heejun as your bf <3

a/n: omg this took so long im sorry 😔✊🏻 im still in the middle of midterms but i managed to squeeze this last knk bf post out !! pls enjoy uwu i’ll be starting vav at some point so look forward to that heh

• dating your best friend basically

• video games

• absolutely obliterates you at smash on the regular

• the bf that will not go easy on you in any games whatsoever isfkdjdkfk

• lets you steal his big flannels yassss

• you make him take out his guitar and sing for you all the time. your own personal busking session

• writes lil acoustic songs about u ;w;

• yall do crazy shit together like the hugs he made with donggu ISKDKFK

• a hand holder & the type to hold his hand at the small of your back or have his arm around your shoulders

• hes that bf that has a 6th sense for when youre about to ask for something ie. hes on his way home from practice and picks up your fave food

• he can be very Very cuddly and cute

• whenever he wears big hoodies hes subconsciously asking you to SNUGGLE. i do not take criticism

• on the other hand he can also be satan and very um ... suggestive to say the least

• BUT THATS NOT WHT THIS POST IS ABOUT . ANYWAY

• hes also satan in the sense that hes mischievous af. a prankster like inseong

• definitely pokes and tickles you just to see you suffer (he finds it funny & he also loves your laugh no matter how weird it is ISKSK)

• road trips and traveling with him would be very entertaining lmaoo you could be in the most boring long car ride ever but he would make it funny with his weird self or yall would talk about anything and everything

• you make him feel free & relaxed despite all the stress from the idol lifestyle

• feeds u

• makes you take his aesthetic bf pics

• and then you take aesthetic couple pics & he’ll take aesthetic pics of you too if you want

• probably spams your phone with memes

• you make memes of each other & the boys

• why do i feel like he’d make you come over for anime binge dates lmao

• loves it when you pick out outfits for him (at the store or from his own closet lol)

• y’all probably have a few couple items and i think he would let you choose what y’all would like to match

• like beanies or sweatshirts or smth

• lets you use his tiddies as a pillow.

• in conclusion,, hes the active lively funny sweet bf youve been waiting for uwu

“knk as your bf” series: jihun | seoham | dongwon | inseong | [heejun]

[asianphones]

Do you think aliens have idols too?

Oh Heejun of KNK during an interview

[2jaesmile]

KNK Reaction to trying to get your attention

Request: A KNK reaction to them wanting to get your attention but your too busy with something? 

Jihun 

Due to busy schedules, finding time to spend with each other has been difficult. When you wanted Jihun attention he was too busy practicing for the next comeback. And when Jihun wanted your attention you were too busy with studies or work. One day Jihun miraculously had a day off and wanted to spend it with you, but you were too busy finishing a paper that you couldn't focus on him. He would notice how stress you were and that you needed a break. To get your attention he would do a cute dance or anything to get you to have a break and focus on each other.

“Y/N look at me dance, let’s dance together. You need a break.”

Youjin 

You were focused on the important drama you were watching. The drama was getting intense and emotional. Youjin came back from a schedule and just wanted to spend with you. When he saw how you didn't even notice his presence. He would just stare at you. He would just notice how oblivious you are to him being there. You get this feeling that someone is watching you when you to see Youjin he would just shake his head a smile at you. He would continue to watch the drama with you. He would still look at you occasionally because your facial expression was so cute.

*I wonder if I stare long enough I'll get noticed*

“Youjin when did you get here? what are you doing staring at me?”

“Waiting for you to noticed me.”

Seungjun

All he wanted was your attention. Even if got a few minutes of your time. You were swapped with important deadlines from work and it had to get done. You haven’t eaten and didn't even notice Seungjun bring home food from your favorite restaurant. He called out your name multiple times and even told you he bought food. You were too focused to hear him. So he deiced the only to get you to stop and notice him was to do something weird. He went up to you and made you notice him.

“HEY! Y/N! I have food. You need to eat and notice me.”

*does the splits*

“Omfg okay Seungjun, I'll take a break. Get off the floor silly.”

Inseong

You focused on relaxing. You and Inseong both a day off. On this rare occasion, you both decided that relaxing was the best instead of going out. You watching videos on youtube, while inseong was watching tv. he was hungry and wanted to grab something to eat with you. You were too immersed with the vlogger you were watching to hear him. He would use his cuteness to notice him.

“Y/N let’s go eat. I love you so please notice me.”

Heejun 

You both had such a busy day. You plopped down on the couch ready to unwind with your favorite variety show. Heejun came in with food ready eat. You were focused on the variety show and laughing away that you didn't notice Heejun arrange the food on the table. He called out your name but you didn't hear him. So he went up to you and hugged you to get your attention.

“Y/N food is ready.”  *sees you watching tv*

*sits next to and hugs you*

“Let's eat Y/N!”  

[knktookovermylife]

KNK SCENARIO - Making out with Heejun

REQUESTED: Yes from a sweet anon 💕

A lot of us like to believe the maknae of the group is innocent and sweet but that is so far from the truth with Heejun. He is absolutely not afraid to show himself off. He’s very confident in himself and has a lot of very manly tendencies(despite being a giant scaredy cat.) I can see him sweeping you off your feet(metaphorically and physically if need be. Look how strong he is!) 

I can imagine he is curled up next you and he’s teasing you about who’s the better kisser and he’d insist he’s the better kisser. He’d get really close to you smiling a huge smile cause he knows how nervous he’s making you. He’d be inches away from your face and you can feel your face getting warm. Heejun would place a hand gently on the nape of your neck and you’d instinctually fall into his grip. You move with one another but he’s taking the lead. In his mind he has something to prove. 

You can feel him get closer he wants to be as close to you as possible. Nothing else matters in the world but the two of you. When he finally releases you from his hold, you are both panting it felt like every movement was preplanned and intentional. As much as Heejun is confident in himself and your bond together, he never wanted to cross the lines with you regardless of how intense it got. Morals mean a great deal to both of you. Both of your futures are important in the gran scheme of things. 

He’d look you deep in your eyes again and asked if you were okay with continuing. If yes he’d proceed to kiss with fierce intensity not only on your lips but, your neck and shoulders too. Maybe leaving behind a mark or too. If not, he’d pull you into his arms and play with your hair until you fell asleep. He might tease you a little saying he was right about being a good kisser. Overall this moment was very special and will most likely happen again as apart of your new routine. 

[qtyanan]

Gateway || KNK Prologue

“I’ll never go to one of those parties.”

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 

Okay, so I've been living in this house for a little over a year now, and every - literally, every- weekend, my neighbor throws a house party.

Sometimes they'll just be Friday or Saturday, but sometimes it's the whole weekend. It's very rare that it's a small gathering (those weekends are a blessing) it's almost always a huge house party with loud music and drunken college idiots.

I don't know my neighbor well (I think two guys live in the house next to me I don't really know), but I think they go to the same college as me, and that explains why there's so many people there every weekend.

Don't even get me started on the noise. The music is like this horrible techno shit, and the bass of it shakes my poor little house. Even if the music is a little quiet, I'll hear people screaming, yelling, laughing; basic noise pollution. It goes on for the whole night, making it very hard to sleep. Kira - my roommate/best friend - sleeps through the whole night; I'm not really sure how she does it...

And here's something else: Kira and I have never gotten an invitation. Not even a knock on our door with a warning of the party and a 'hey, you can come if you want,' we just hear it happening.

I mean, I would more than likely never go to one of those parties, but it would be nice to at least get an invitation.

[dong-hyucks]

Apartment 229 ; Heejun

Prompts: 11. “You’re warm.” and 19. “You look cute.” Characters: Oh Heejun / Reader Genre/Warnings: Fluff, (kind of) Enemies to Lovers!AU, Neighbour!AU, Non-Idol!AU, swearing, getting stuck in an elevator briefly??? Word Count: 4.4k (exactly 4.4k, it’s satisfying, haha) Admin: Jade

Masterlists || Ten Days to Christmas Prompt List || TDC/CNY Masterlist

you and oh heejun didn’t exactly get along

quite the opposite, really.

it was odd, strange and unknown, considering just how lovable of a person oh heejun really was.

he got along with everybody he knew, co-workers, relatives, landlords, neighbours.

everyone, really.

everyone except you, anyway.

it puzzled you beyond belief why he acted so differently around you.

was it something you did? something you said?

you had no clue and it didn’t appear like he was about to give you a ‘get out of jail’ card and clue you in

instead, he let you stay trapped in your little jail cell of confusion.

in your eyes, you really hadn’t done anything to wrong the man.

purposely, anyway.

you kept out of his way whenever you saw him in the halls.

you always returned his mail whenever it would accidentally get put in your mailbox.

at first, you’d make a point to politely greet him whenever you saw him.

so, you wondered often, why did oh heejun act the way he did?

when you became his neighbour, it was like his personality did a 180.

six months ago, you had moved into a new apartment building, one full of beautifully furnished loft apartments and kind staff.

the only thing you didn’t really like about the building, was the sudden lack of reception in the elevators.

the elderly couple who you met quite early on, the ones who lived to the left of your apartment, were always sweet to you -- even baking you ‘welcome to KNK Apartments!’ cookies which you forcefully ate the next day 

(you honestly didn’t like them that much, they were slightly burnt and too much salt was added, but of course you weren’t going to throw them away)

when you first met the couple, they told you wonderful things about the building, how even the residents were kind people

“especially the young man to your right,” one of them said when a fond smile, “always so kind. helps us carry our groceries y’know.”

they had spoken so highly of him, praising just about everything they could

just from that conversation, you knew that he was a talented singer, guitarist, soccer player, and about ten other things

after that, you subconsciously held high standards for the guy -- how couldn’t you after all they had said?

sometimes, you’d hear him through the thin walls of the apartment.

he often had friends or family over -- it was always loud and seemingly full of life

at first, it was a bit annoying, but you didn’t really want to go over just to tell them to keep it down.

you got used to it in just a few days, considering how often the rowdy men seemed to come over.

contrasting to his volume during the day, you were surprised when you heard him singing for the first time.

you had been doing dishes, the subtle sound of someone strumming a guitar flowing through the walls.

you thought you were imagining things, but when it got louder you realized it was your neighbour.

when he began to sing, his honey sweet voice accompanying his delicate playing, you stopped what you were doing.

his voice was clear and stable, even singing quietly he managed to sing in a range you could only dream of achieving.

his talent only you drew you in closer to a man you hadn’t even met.

when you did met him however, you were in for quite the shock.

you had been in the elevator, your view obscured by the boxes (two) you held in your arms

your mom had sent two boxes of some old belongings you still had in your family’s home.

once you got on your floor, you very quickly heard a group of males chattering, quite loudly at that.

before you could even react, you were bumped into.

it was as if the floor had moved beneath you, purposely making you fall back.

the boxes flew from you hands, not that you really noticed.

your eyes had screwed shut, prepared for the impact

when it came, you didn’t have much time to react to the slight sting on your tailbone, the palms of your hands burning from wear they had violently rubbed against the carpet,

instead, you heard a painful yell that took all of your attention away from your own pains.

opening your eyes, you hadn’t expected to see your box, the heaviest one, open, it’s contents spread messily down the hallway

what surprised you the most was where it had landed.

it was obvious, anyone could tell just by taking a look, that it had landed on of the men’s leg.

you gasped loudly at the sight, his leg curved in a way it shouldn’t be, his face scrunched up in pain as he bit his lip to hold back pained tears

the males around him were bustling about, fussing over you one moment and then their friend another.

the oldest, at least -- you assumed he was the oldest, took action and called an ambulance in the midst of panic.

“are you okay?” you asked dumbly, rushing over to his slightly convulsing form.

the injured man glared at you before letting his head fall back to exude another groan

“do i look okay to you?” he hissed, his shaky hands hovering over his injury

the next five minutes passed like a blur, with you worriedly looking to the man, guilt washing over your entire being

when paramedics came rushing out the elevator, pulling a gurney out with them, you were forced to back away and let them take hold of the situation

watching the men and the medics disappear behind closing elevator doors made you feel suffocated.

you sat in the hallway, in shock over what had happened.

you had just broken someone’s leg.

you had just broken someone’s leg.

at that moment, the reality of the situation really set in.

the world around you spun wildly out of control, making you feel dizzy and nauseated.

you only got up once a resident had seen you and pulled you onto your feet, a mouthful of words tumbling from their lips.

you couldn’t hear him until he shook you ‘awake’, another bout of “are you okay?” coming from him.

you lazily nodded, blinking rapidly as you steadied yourself.

thanking him, you quietly collected your things before going down to your apartment.

the next time you saw him, it was by coincidence about a fortnight later.

after grabbing your mail, you noticed an unfamiliar name among the pile.

“Delivered to: Oh Heejun, Tenant Of KNK Apartments, Apartment No. 229″

229?

you were in 228, so this ‘oh heejun’ guy must’ve been the one the couple had told you about. 

honestly, you had never seen him exit or enter his apartment, you had no idea what he looked like.

truthfully, you hadn’t exactly been keen to meet your neighbours lately.

not after what had happened.

you couldn’t even apologize, you had no clue as to where the man lived.

minutes later, you found yourself standing in front of apartment 229.

you felt kind of nervous, your hands refusing to still themselves as you knocked on the oak wood door, your foot tapping against the beige carpet.

“coming!” a voice had yelled out.

it sounded familiar to you, but you couldn’t exactly figure out why in the few seconds it took for him to get to the door.

when the door swung open, it hit you.

literally.

the door had, at full force, hit your face

you stumbled backward a bit, covering your entire face as you hunched over.

“shit, i’m so sorry!” the man said quickly

when you looked up, you froze.

the dull pain in your nose seemingly went away the moment you laid eyes on him, and in turn, his crutches.

you almost couldn’t believe your ‘luck.’

oh heejun had just hit you in the face with his door.

and two weeks ago, you had broken his leg.

a look of recognition flashed in his eyes, and the apologetic look he once wore went away slowly.

“oh. it’s you.”

you winced at his disdainful tone. you didn’t say much -- you kind of deserved it, after all you had broken one of his bones.

“how’s your leg?” you asked after a moment of silence, your voice unsteady, shaking as you spoke.

heejun deadpanned before moving to close the door.

you were quick to stop him, slamming your hand against the surface to stop him from shutting it.

“wait!”

you hurriedly handed him the envelope that had been in your slot.

“i just wanted to return this,” you said, keeping your voice low.

heejun’s eyes scanned over the envelope for a quick second.

you hadn’t expected him to yank it out of your hands, but that’s what he did, a look of vexation apparent on his face now.

“thanks, you can go.”

he tried to close the door once again, but you stopped it.

“wait!” you repeated, wanting to put in another word.

“what?” he spat, looking completely and utterly annoyed with you for keeping his door open twice.

“i wanted to apologize for dropping a box on your leg...” your words slowly got faster as you spoke, faster yet quieter.

he only scoffed before gently pulling you away from the door and slamming it shut.

you flinched at the loud noise and sighed.

dejectedly, you headed back to your apartment.

the next time you saw him, it was during the holidays.

the entire building was decorated with festive decor, to the point where green and red had started to becoming a frustrating colour combination.

you couldn’t go anywhere in the building without seeing at least one decoration, each coloured boldly with the two.

“be careful going up,” a bellhop had told you, watching you enter the elevator. “it’s getting colder and some of the cables are malfunctioning.” he said with a sigh. “i tell ‘em to get it fixed every year, but do they listen? nope!”

his little monologue was the last you heard before the elevator doors shut.

you contemplated getting out, not wanting to get stuck in the elevator.

but then you remembered that you lived on the twelfth floor.

after a long day at work (or school) you really didn’t want to climb twelve flights of stairs.

shrugging, you pressed the button going to the twelfth floor.

not even a minute later, the elevator stopped, the doors opening on the fifth floor.

you froze when you saw heejun walk toward you, his attention on his phone as he entered the elevator.

you said nothing, keeping your mouth shut as he leaned against the elevator wall

to your complete dismay, the elevator lurched, groaning as it’s cables stopped, as if they had gotten tangled pulling up the elevator box.

the sudden stop made both you and heejun lose balance, both of you luckily grabbing onto the sidebars before either of you could fall.

then, a voice rang through the intercom

“this elevator has abruptly stopped --”

heejun scoffed, “like we couldn’t tell,” he mumbled.

“-- a repair crew is on it’s way to fix this. please stay calm, the procedure may take a while.”

you didn’t talk, keeping your back to heejun in hopes he didn’t recognize you and suddenly get angry with you.

he didn’t have his crutches anymore, but he still had a brace on.

the sight made you frown, guilt still hitting you even a month after the fact.

he hadn’t exactly accepted your last apology.

your attempts at hiding your face were futile, as the walls all shone and reflected like a mirror would.

heejun glanced over at you, a frown overtaking his neutral expression

after a few minutes, he let out a sigh and slid down the wall he leaned against, cautious of how he moved his leg.

you stayed standing, tracing the buttons on the wall to distract yourself.

heejun noticed this fairly quickly, having already been looking at you, and shook his head.

“you act like you’re scared of me.”

you jumped, not expecting the sudden comment.

“look. i may not like you a lot, but that doesn’t mean i’m going to bite your head off.”

you just nodded, your fingers still idly tracing.

when you didn’t even spare a glance at him, he exhaled deeply.

great, you thought, by doing nothing, i’ve annoyed him even further.

half an hour had passed, the elevator wasn’t working and your foot had fallen asleep.

ten minutes into your silence, heejun had just leaned back and closed his eyes.

you had no idea if he was sleeping or not, nor were you particularly willing to find out.

when the tingling feeling in your foot got too much, you sat down opposite of heejun.

he must’ve noticed, because his eyes opened momentarily to look at you before closing again.

the elevator was dead silent, even the sounds of your breathing seemingly muffled under all of your thoughts.

you really did want to make amends with heejun -- after all, he didn’t like you because of an accident.

you also still felt really bad for breaking someone’s leg.

he just assured you that he didn’t want to bite your head off, so he couldn’t dislike you that much, could he?

“how’s your leg doing..?” you asked after contemplating.

heejun opened his eyes again, looking at you with a raised brow as if he was saying ‘really?’

when he didn’t answer you hung your head.

“it’s healing.” he mumbled after a minute or two. “i’ll be off the brace in a week or two.”

you nodded, a rush of relief fanning you.

“i’m... really sorry about that.”

“i know.”

the elevator went silent again, your hands fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“you know, if the situation was different, i wouldn’t be so... off with you for breaking my leg.”

you blinked.

“... what?”

heejun sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “the week you broke my leg was when i was going to participate in a soccer tournament, a really big one. the prize for winning was a lot of money and i was set on buying plane tickets for my parents so they could travel for their anniversary.”

you frowned. now you felt even worse after hearing that.

“my team did end up winning, but it wasn’t really the same. i still got prize money, but it was dissatisfying considering i hadn’t done anything to earn it.

if you had broken my leg even the week after, i would’ve been okay.”

you pursed your lips.

how were you even supposed to respond to that?

‘sorry, i’ll try harder with my timing next time.’

like ???

before you could even mutter another word, the elevator shook, making a loud groan as it pulled back into motion.

it only took a few seconds to reach the twelfth floor, and before you could even blink heejun was already on his feet and limping out the door.

you quickly got out of the elevator before it could close, wanting to rush over to apologize again, but heejun was surprisingly quick and disappeared behind his door.

after that moment in the elevator, heejun kind of just didn’t bother with you.

he no longer sent irritated glares your way, no longer bumped into you in the hallway -- he even held the elevator doors open for you when you were running late.

(usually, he’d just let the doors close.)

the sudden change, to you, was odd.

you had gotten so used to his vexation toward you, so his abrupt neutrality about you was weird.

he even smiled at you when he locked eyes with you in the building’s foyer.

in all honestly, that smile did things to you.

he looked sweet, even though his smile was brief.

your first thought was how soft he looked.

why had that simple smile made your heart race?

that’s when you noticed it,

you saw him more often, he would venture in and out of his apartment and random times, more often than he did before.

you saw him, occasionally, in the foyer with his friends (the ones who were with him when you broke his leg) laughing and talking excitedly.

even his laugh was nice to hear.

it was cute, how it was loud and clear before he would suddenly take in a breath (a bit comically, yes, but still cute.)

once, he even saw you looking at him.

when he met your eyes, he looked even flustered for a moment before regaining his composure and smiling at you, his hand lifting to wave slightly.

his sudden attention on you made his friends turn, all of them looking surprised to see you.

“ah, you’re the one who broke his leg!” one of them exclaimed in amusement. “we’ve heard a--”

before he could continue, heejun lunged over the table that had separated them to cover his friend’s mouth.

holding back a laugh, you continued your way to your loft.

nothing on earth could’ve prepared you for the next time you saw heejun. absolutely nothing.

along with the new year came an insane cold. it was freezing every single day after the year changed.

even with your heater on and even when you were buried under blankets and layers upon layers of clothes, the cold still managed to creep in and hug you in its frigid embrace.

needless to say, you were suffering in the first week of the new year.

to make it better, the heater had broken, something you discovered quite quickly after coming home.

your entire loft was so cold, it would be warmer to just sleep in the hallway. 

even though the heaters were weak as hell out there, it’d still be warmer than your apartment.

you called maintenance, but you were told that they’d only be able to come in and repair the heater at 8:30 the next morning -- numerous other tenants had complained about broken heaters and the team was swamped in repairs.

shivering, you locked your door, as you crept out into the hallway.

you didn’t seriously want to stay out there, but where else could you go?

all of your friends lived miles away, on the other side of town, and you didn’t have a car nor did you want to take a bus just to be warm.

after a few moments of hopping back and forth, thinking of what you could do, the elevator dinged.

you paid no mind to it, too focused on your internal struggle.

“did you lock yourself out?” a familiar voice asked, sounding equally amused and concerned.

when you looked over your shoulder, you hadn’t expected to see heejun.

shaking your head, you raised your keys. “no,” you clarified, “my heater broke and it’s not getting fixed until 8:30.”

heejun’s brows raised, his eyes drifting down to his phone to check the time.

“so, what’re you going to do for the next ten hours and fifteen minutes?”

you sighed with a shrug.

heejun nodded, before fumbling with his own keys.

“you could... stay at my place. my heater’s fine.”

the moment he finished his sentence, heejun seemed to realize what he had just asked and flushed.

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he rushed, “you’re probably still uncomfortable with me--”

“i would rather stay with you than in the hallway, heejun.”

your wording only made him more flustered, a nervous chuckle escaping his throat. “okay just,” he glanced at your door, “pack whatever you need and come over when you’re done.”

you couldn’t even respond before he was rushing inside his apartment

his behaviour made you laugh, a smile etching itself onto your features.

you thought it was endearing, how his cheeks bloomed a rosy pink and how he tried to laugh off his embarrassment.

listening to his words, you packed the essentials in a small bag before heading over to heejun’s.

when you got there, he was sitting on his couch, his sleeves rolled up as he tuned his guitar.

the sight made you smile slightly, without even realizing it.

he looked so in his element, even just performing a simple act.

the air around him was calm, unlike the usual upbeat aura he exuded throughout the day

so this is the singer i hear at night.

“ah, you’re here,” he piped after noticing you in the doorway, his hands quick to put the instrument away.

standing up, he walked over to you, his back straighter than normal.

“you can sleep in the master,” he told you, “i’ll just sleep on the couch.”

you raised a brow, “you don’t have a guest room or anything?”

looking around, you noted that his loft was pretty identical to yours, aside from decor and furniture placement, and you had a guest room (that was never used.)

heejun chuckled, boring into your eyes as he explained. “i kind of turned it into a recording studio.”

your eyes widened, an impressed expression painting itself across your face. “you record?”

heejun only nodded, before guiding you to the master.

“this is it,” he announced, pushing the door open.

the room was simple, slightly messy but not horribly so.

heejun lingered for a moment, his eyes glancing over to you, before he excused himself.

“it’s late,” he commented, “so sleep soon.” with that, he left.

you sighed, the warmth of the room relaxing you. it appeared as though his heater was much more effective than yours was, before it broke anyway.

after changing and brushing your teeth, you climbed onto the bed.

you noticed a stuffed bear on the other side of the bed, smiling at the sight of it before propping it up against the other pillows.

surprising to no one, the room smelled like heejun.

you tried to sleep, tired from the day’s activities, but for some reason you couldn’t.

then, you heard it.

the gentle strumming of his guitar, the soft hums.

you recognized the tune right away -- he often played it. (you’ve fallen asleep to it numerous times.)

when he began to sing, his voice lower than usual, probably trying to keep his voice down, you found yourself drifting off to sleep faster than you’ve ever before.

even in a different room, you felt closer and the blissful notes swayed under the door and into the master bedroom effortlessly, lulling you to sleep.

a few hours later, you heard footsteps.

at first, you were alarmed, forgetting about your environment.

then, after realizing you weren’t in your apartment but in heejun’s, you relaxed.

you could hear the sink running and glasses clinking, but sun hadn’t begun to poor in through the windows yet.

rolling over, you checked your phone, squinting at the blinding light that emitted from it.

‘03:49 AM’

what was he doing up so early?

shrugging it off, you tried to fall asleep.

however, the door opened suddenly, making you jump.

to your surprise, a sleepy, half-asleep looking heejun came bumbling into the room, his eyes shut as he dragged his feet to the bed

“... heejun ..?”

he seemingly didn’t hear you, plopping onto the bed without a word

you stared wide eyed at his relaxed face, his arms lazily pulling the blanket over himself.

was he... sleepwalking?

did he not even realize that he had just gotten into bed with you?

you were mentally freaking out, unsure of what to do, when -- to make it better -- heejun suddenly reached out.

he pulled you close, up against his chest and his face buried itself in the crook of your neck

you let out an indescribable noise, your hands clenching in shock

w h a t

gently, you tried to pry his arms away without waking up, but to no avail.

what do you even do when you’re suddenly ‘cuddling’ with the cute boy next door?

realizing that you weren’t getting out of his embrace anytime soon, you stopped struggling

you sighed, at least trying to shift away

needless to say, that didn’t work.

“heejun,” you whispered, poking his cheek

he didn’t answer.

“heejun...”

...

“heejun!”

that only seemed to make things ‘worse’ as he brought you even closer.

somewhere along the line, you fell asleep

you woke up earlier than heejun in the morning, streams of light flowing into the room, effectively waking you up.

you were still very close to heejun.

instead of trying to get away, your still tired state decided to ogle at him.

to anyone with eyes, it was obvious that oh heejun wasn’t anything short of breathtaking.

even now, in the morning, he still managed to look good.

his hair, though ruffled and messy, looked like perfection on him, out of his face.

“you look cute, checking me out in the morning.”

your eyes widened when you realized heejun had been awake.

and he caught you

checking him out.

you would’ve loved it if the world had swallowed you up right then and there, wanting to just disappear.

“i wasn’t...” you trailed off, knowing it’d be useless to argue when you really were just checking him out.

heejun chuckled, a lot more laid back than he was before. “you’re warm,” he commented.

he pulled himself away from you, though he made no movement to get out of bed, continuing to just look at you.

“what’re you looking at?”

“you.”

“obviously, but why?”

“you were looking at me,” he shrugged, as much as he could in his position, “so i get to look at you.” he gave you a cheeky grin.

you rolled your eyes.

“i don’t even know your name.”

you blinked, furrowing your brows. he didn’t?

“it’s not everyday i cuddle with someone i don’t even know the name of, you know.”

you laughed, “i could say the same. it’s [Y/N], though.”

he nodded, repeating your name a few times. “it’s nice.”

it was silent.

if someone told you, five months ago, that you’d be sleeping in the same bed as oh heejun, you would’ve laughed in their face.

back then, heejun made it quite clear that he didn’t like you after what had happened.

but then, somewhere along the way, he warmed up to you.

he forgave you.

you changed too, after that night in the elevator your view on oh heejun as a person changed.

he wasn’t this person who hated you anymore.

but then...

who was he to you?

as you lay in bed side by side, merely looking at one another, you let yourself smile.

you could find that out later.

[mynameismoonbean]

Youjin: you’re a hot mess

Heejun: 

Heejun: did you just say I’m hot or-

[kboywritings]

KNK Reaction to their S/O being clingy and affectionate

I have a weak spot for these tall dorks :’)

/Admin Kisu♥

Heejun

He is usually the one to be the clingy one in the relationship. So he got happily surprised when you koala-hugged him with all your might in bed before you two went to sleep. As you drifted off to sleep he kissed your forehead and watched you with a small smile. 

(Yes I know that’s Jihun in the gif but let’s just pretend that’s you)

Inseong

“Y/N can you please let go for only a moment? I really need to use the toilet.” He would say pouting at you who were giving him a backhug. “But you’re so cuddly and warm, have I ever told you how much I love you?” You answer back with a cute voice and he practically melts. He turns around and hugs you back before he answers “Yes you have and can I please get to pee?”. You giggle and let him go.

Jihun

The door opens to your shared apartment and in comes a very tired Jihun. You notice directly that something is off so when he sits down on the couch you immediatly jump to action. Sitting down in his lap facing him you pepper his face with kisses and a small smile comes up on his face. “Tell me what’s wrong Jihun..” he smiles somewhat bigger and answers “Nothing, not atleast now when you are here.”

Youjin

Okay so you know that he isn’t the one to like skinship and affection at all. But that will not stop you from hugging him and holding his hand all the time when you two are grocery shopping. He is more okay with you doing it than his members but it can get too much for him, so you try to respect that but in just a minute you have your arms around him again. And what you don’t see is his big smile.

(Pretend that you’re Heejun okay)

Seungjun

You’re on your way to KNK’s dressing room, not feeling too well so you want to get there fast to meet your boyfriend. Walking into the room your eyes land at Seungjun and he greets you with a wide smile “Y/N!”. You hurry to him and practically jumps onto him with your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. This, you decide, is the most cozy spot in the world. You startled him but he is quick to hold you up. The other members sigh and complain but Seungjun couldn’t care less and looks at you with such loving eyes and coos at you.

[smuttybronde]

could you write a smut for oh Heejun (knk) i don't have a preference on anything other than it being Heejun lol

Perfect Jump

Genre- Smut

Group- Knk

Member- Oh Heejun

Admin- Aussi

I’ve always enjoyed the smell of a basketball court. It was odd for me to like the scent; sweat, rubber, and floor polish, but for some reason I did. It made me want to run, want to exercise. I patiently sat on the bleachers waiting for Coach to come in, thinking over the events that brought me here. 

I joined the basketball team two years ago, it was fun but not for me. Last year I decided to try volleyball instead, playing as the opposite hitter. It was fun but again didn’t feel like it fit me. I always had admired the spiker on the team. I admired the way she would leap up and hit the ball with perfect precision, how in tune she was with the setter. I envied it.

I worked hard all summer for the chance to try being a spiker and after much effort, I was selected for the position. Coach Oh said I just needed a little fine-tuning.

We had worked together for the past few weeks during practices to build up needed muscles. Yet even after all that work, my vertical jump wasn’t as high as it needed to be and he offered to help privately as well.

Coach Oh walked into the gym, smiling widely as he set down some papers, “You’re here already?” He asked, taking off his work shoes to put on sneakers. I nodded silently at him, standing up stretching my arms.

Coach Oh walked onto the court, me trailing after him, “Can you stand with your legs shoulder wide and arms at your side?” He asked and I complied. He looked over me for a moment, concentration furrowing his brows, “I can’t see your body well with all those clothes.“ He commented, causing me to flush slightly.

“You want me strip? So you could see more clearly of course.” I asked tentatively, looking down at my baggy shirt and basketball shorts.

“It would be nice so I could have a better look,” He said gently, trailing off, “but you don’t have to of course!” He assured. I took a deep sigh before pulling my shirt off, shorts following. I got back in position and cleared my throat, catching the attention of Coach Oh who was awkwardly looking at the ceiling. 

He looked me over, eyes trailing over my sports bra, to my stomach, then past my boy-shorts, “Turn around.” He said, voice a bit pained. I turned around, feeling his hot gaze travel across my ass, “We’ll workout like this to show what definition you have.” I nodded at him, turning back to face him. He clapped his hands, “Okay then, let’s start out warm up!”

I began to do sprints across the court, sweat building and heartbeat increasing. The lack of clothes wasn’t embarrassing but a relief as time went on, my muscles warming wonderfully as my body heated. I came to a stop and looked at Coach Oh, the five minutes ending. 

He nodded at me approvingly, “Today we’re not doing our normal dumbbell squats, we’re seeing how many shallow squats you can do a minute. It will be a good starting point to see how much stamina you have and how strong the muscles are. Sound good?” He asked, sitting down on one of the benches. 

“Sounds fine.” I said before starting my squats.

 Coach stopped me immediately, “You’re going to low for shallow squats, come over here.” he said, motioning for me to come closer, “Do them over me, when you hit my lap you come up.” he explained. I gulped before beginning the squats, turning around so he couldn’t see me blushing. 

Coach Oh was very attractive for a teacher- or a person in general for that matter. Luckily, straining activities distracted me from the strong urge to jump his bones. Fucking my teacher wasn’t a good idea and it certainly was not a priority. But now it wasn’t quite as easy to ignore as I dropped my ass on his lap, feeling his thick cock through his pants even while flaccid. Arousal dripped through me, and I desperately hoped it didn’t soak through my underwear. 

Each time I dropped down in his lap I felt him become harder and harder. As my legs began to get sore I moved to stop. I heard his voice, now breathy, “Keep going.” I ignored the sting and kept sinking down. 

He began to kiss my shoulders when I hit the lowest part of the squat, each kiss landing on a different place. He released his dick from his shorts and boxers, letting it slide against my ass, making me moan at the felling of it; hot, thick, and heavy. Coach groaned loudly at the friction, his length dragging along the fabric of my boy shorts and leaving a trail of precum behind. His hands rested on my hips, keeping me on his lap. 

His fingers edged at the line of my underwear, “Do you want me to fuck you? Sex is a great workout.”

“I’m not sure.” I said, panting. He was still a teacher no matter how attractive he was and I was aware that it was dangerous game even though I wanted nothing more than to play it. His hands moved away as soon as I voiced my doubts.

“If you don’t want to then you don’t have to. Let’s go back to the workout, im sorry for making you uncomfortable.” He said, beginning to redress.

“No!” I shouted, startling us both, “Like you said, it’s a good workout.” I continued sheepishly. He nodded, pulling me in for a deep kiss, lips hot and soft against mine, but gentle. 

Coach on pulled away from my lips, pulling a bottle of lube out of his back pocket and spreading the thick substance on his fingers. He pulled my underwear to the side, slipping a finger in my heat. I whimpered, hips moving slightly so it pressed deeper inside. He curled the digit, stroking my walls.

I mewled as he added another finger, pumping it in slowly at first, “Coach!” the pressure of his fingers wasn’t enough.

“Call me Heejun.” He groaned, my moans making his erection twitch against my ass. I squirmed in his lap, pressing harder against his dick in return for the feeling of his fingers pistoning deliciously into me. 

My orgasm slowly built up as he stroked the spongy tissue of my G-spot. Heejun’s fingers stroked it, curling into it perfectly. I let out another high pitched whimper before tightening around his digits, cum sliding down them slowly. Heejun tried to gather as much of my essence as possible and spread it so that it coated his hand.

The coach guided me to stand up on shaky legs so he could have better access to himself. He used the cum-covered hand to stroke his cock, making it slick. I stared at it, licking my lips in anticipation for how it would fill me. He gave me an expecting look. Picking up on his hint, I put my hand over his and dragging it down in firm strokes. I squeezed his hand slightly, putting more pressure on his throbbing member.

He soon couldn’t stand it, pulling his hand away. He pulled a condom out of one his pockets, rushing to put it on, “Why do you have lube and condoms in the pockets of your clothes, you’re a teacher.” I chuckled, out of breath from my orgasm.

“A man can dream. Besides it was rather that you liked me or my ass puts you in a trance when I walk by.” He said, smiling beautifully, “Do you want me to do this? Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, im sure.” I confirmed. Heejun pulled my underwear aside, lining his cock with my entrance and slowly pushing into me. I let out a gasp of pain, eyes fluttering shut as the feeling rushed over me, dull ache mixed with sparks of euphoria.

Heejun stroked my hair as we waited, murmuring sweet statements of encouragement. I rocked for a moment, partial savoring the feeling and partially waiting for his instructions, “Are you ready to do more squats, Baby?” I nodded, putting my legs on the ground and doing shallow squats onto his length. My legs wanted to buckle, shaking from the intense pleasure of being stretched perfectly. Heejun was whispering how many squats I did under his breath.

It was erotic, knowing how many times his cock plunged into me. It stirred my arousal further, making me slam down on him. 

Pants and moans echoed through the gym, ringing loud through our ears. Heejun pushed my sports bra up so that my boobs were free for him. His thumbs brushed over my hardened nipples, “I’ve been wanting to touch these for a while, constantly teasing me by bouncing up and down during practices.”

He continued to toy with them, more pleasure rushing over me. I was slamming down on him so hard at this point that im sure both of us would be bruised. We didn’t mind at all, pleasure outweighing any other sense. We couldn’t feel pain or think rationally, the only thing we knew is that we both  needed more. There was no such thing as too much, both of us wanting to remain attached. I wanted his thick cock to fill me every second of every day. I wanted to taste him on my tongue. Feel him on every inch of my skin, “You’re so hot!” I cried. 

My legs gave out a few hundred squats later, falling on his lap but I continued to bounce on him, swiveling my hips so he pressed against all of my sweet spots. He groaned in my ear before grabbing my wrists, pulling them behind my back and slamming into me. The position gave him just the right access when he pushed into me to make me see stars. My body was boiling hot and I was screaming out, “You’re so beautiful. You wrap so perfectly around my cock, taking it like such a good girl.” He praised, thrusts rocking me forward, “Your pretty cunt just wants to cum doesn’t it? To milk me till im dry. You’re squeezing me like you do, Baby.” He hissed, bucking up more and more.

I whimpered in response, becoming increasingly sensitive by the second. Heejun licked the skin of my neck before nibbling on my ear. He moved at the speed of light for a few seconds making me cum, pussy clenching tightly on his cock. Heejun hissed before orgasming as well, his body shaking as streaks of white painted the condom.

“This was definitely one of the most productive training sessions i’ve ever had.” I panted. 

“I think you’re right there, and hopefully this won’t be the last, all those squats are going to help your jumps significantly.” Heejun commented, smiling against my neck and laughing.

[kunderdogs]

KNK Masterlist

F - Fluff S - Smut-ish / Suggestive Language A - Angst

Reactions

Making Out With KNK - S/F

Defending a Foreign Celeb Speaking Korean - F

Clingy S/O - F

Jealousy - F

KNK As Brothers - F

Coming Back from Touring - F

Seungjun Kinks - S 

Heejun Kinks - S

Jihun Kinks - S

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Thank you so much! I thought I was going to have no one submit anything.

Jihun > Heejun > Inseong > Youjin > Seungjun

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