#yeonbin fic

[287aus]

#yeonbin ੈ♡‬༉ ・ socmed au | via tumblr & twt posts

✦ a/b/o, established rs, angst, mpreg

✦ oblivious/jealous!yj, moody!sb

yeonjun notices soobin’s frequent moody behavior, and then a suspicious new scent on him. he jumps into conclusion, soobin must be cheating on him! and soobin? omega carriers release their own and their offspring’s scent when they’re none other than…pregnant.

post 1/?

[yoonki-boonki]

♡ Saw you like never before ♡

Rating: Teen and up

Relationships: Choi Yeonjun/Choi Soobin , Kang Taehyun/Choi Beomgyu

Status: Finished (77k)

Tags: angst, fluff, bed sharing, college, and they were roommates, slow burn

READ ON AO3

Summary:

Soobin was in a cocoon and didn't care to emerge as a butterfly, didn't do well with change, so he lived his adventures through theories and formulas- found in between hard and paperback covers. Yeonjun carried plastic rhinestones in his pencil case, kissed his best friend to sleep and wrote essays that mocked everything Soobin had ever loved. They didn't get along. But neither did "life" and "unscarred" on the opposite sides of the same equal sign, yet it was a battle known by both of them- tries of balancing it out.

One's secret became the other's tragedy, and then it was unstoppable, crashing both worlds together with attempts of not saying too much, pulling back and forth. Still, one can only regret what they never chose to do, and Soobin got to learn it with his own heart at the line.

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A story of toxic lifestyles and whatever heals them.

[wntrnghts]

band-aids after work ✦ yeonbin.

✦ in which yeonjun and soobin fight on valentine’s day. pairing: chwe soobin × chwe yeonjun. genre: romance; angst & fluff. word count: 1,910 before you read/warnings: harsh language. note: happy little late valentine's day! I hope you enjoy my first fic. and a big thanks to @moonlighthoon for proofreading and helping with corrections.

Sometimes life is a bitch. And it just so happened to be a full-on bitch on Valentine’s Day. February 14th was a usually packed and busy day, but it seemed like every client that day at the flower shop had agreed on having a crappy attitude. Maybe it was  because of his own crappy attitude, but it’s not like he was taking it out on anyone. You attract what you put out into the world. If anything, he was doing double the effort to keep his client-friendly-smile and not scream every time the doorbell rang announcing a new customer.

After his last client, he rushed to the door to change the sign from Open to Closed and sat exhausted in front of it. Having now the time to do something other than prick his hands with thorns and think of arranging bouquets, he took out his phone and checked his messages. Still no messages from his boyfriend which wasn’t a surprise after their fight earlier that day. Soobin let out a sigh, ruffled his hair in frustration, then stood up with difficulty and walked up to the front desk. He still had to clean up the mess of fallen petals, leaves and cut stems. As he put his phone on the desk with Yeonjun’s chat opened, he finally thought of an idea so obvious it hurt that he didn’t think of it before.

“So, what do you have planned for later today?” asked Yeonjun with a raspy voice and still a little woozy from his sleep. As the owner of a business, Soobin had to get to work rather early, but Yeonjun always woke up to say goodbye and make good use of their short time together before he left.

“Mmm… I was thinking maybe we could celebrate some other time. You know I’m packed with orders for the day”, said Soobin as he put a sweatshirt over a white shirt and fixed the collar. Yeonjun pressed his lips tightly against each other not in annoyance, but a bit of disappointment. He was looking forward to that year’s Valentine’s Day as it was their first after moving in together. But he still understood; it was Soobin’s second Valentine's since he opened the shop and was witness of how busy it was even on the first, when the business had barely started. “Then what do you have planned for some other day?” He asked again letting out a light chuckle to reassure his boyfriend that it didn’t bother him much.

“You choose”, smiled Soobin back, not thinking much about his reply. “Again?”, asked the other with a slightly annoyed tone. “I always choose”, he continued.

“Because you know I’m up for anything you want to do.” “Soobin, we agreed that you’d plan it this time”, said Yeonjun firmly. “You know I’ve been occupied with work, making sure I get the flowers delivered on time, that I receive the advance payments of the booked orders and actually making the bouquets”, said the blondie as calmly as he could. “And I understand. I’m not asking you to plan a big party and spend your afternoon making thousands of calls right away.” Yeonjun, a little more awake, stood up and got closer to Soobin, hugging him.

“Then what do you want me to do?” Soobin asked annoyed; a bit too proud to admit his share of the problem. As fast as his boyfriend hugged him, he broke contact. He stepped back looking at him and let out a chuckle in disbelief.

“Pay attention, maybe?” said Yeonjun with a louder volume in his voice. “I’ve always been extremely open with my interests. You know? It’s not hard to use your head and get a thing or two out of it and build something from there.” He couldn’t believe that after all that time Soobin seemed clueless about him and he still had to teach him how to boyfriend.

“Are you saying I can’t think by myself?” Interfered Soobin, frowning. “That’s what you got out of everything I just said?” “It is?” “It’s not, Soobin. Stop trying to twist my words.” “Then what do you mean?” “Exactly what I just said! It’s not hard to make a plan that works when we’ve been together for years! How is it so hard for you to understand?” Both were already screaming. Tensed bodies and quick paced breaths, clearly agitated. But this time there was no reply, they just stood still looking into each other’s eyes, like the one to look away first would lose and therefore be at fault. Yeonjun exhaled sharply and filled the silence.

“I love you, Soobin, but it’s like I’m the only one putting thought and effort into this relationship.” “I do!” “Then show it!” And they fell silent again. The screams still resonated in the room and in their ears, like the static of an old television. “For someone with such a romantic job, you do suck at being romantic with your own partner.”

Soobin took his keys out of his front pocket and inserted the corresponding one in the doorknob. If the keys didn’t do enough noise to announce his arrival, him tripping with the step at the entrance did. Yeonjun stood up from the couch and went up to Soobin calling his name. Before he could say anything, the blondie held up a bouquet with both hands in front of him: a few red roses with rips on the petals and dark spots as a sign of wilting, with a couple of white chrysanthemums and baby’s breath to fill some empty spaces. “I wanted to give you roses, prettier ones, but these were all I had left”, he said as he passed his boyfriend the bouquet, who, other than his wide-open eyes, looked pretty much unfazed by the gift. He looked at the flowers, then at Soobin and his extended hands in front of him. Feeling the need to continue explaining himself, he continued “They’re still roses, they hold the same meaning, that I love… I love you”, saying the last bit in an almost whisper.

That was the first time. The first time Soobin had said he loved Yeonjun. It’s not like he didn’t feel it before, but it had been hard for him to express his feelings with words. Although he said it as an impulse, he didn’t regret saying it; maybe it was the best way to show the other that he cared, a lot. So, this was a big deal. But the eldest didn’t hesitate to quickly leave the room with no change of expression, leaving Soobin confused and with a growing feeling of uneasiness. Was Yeonjun still mad? Did he not like the flowers? Did it make things worse? Or did he not like the confession? Were they breaking up?!

These thoughts were flooding Soobin’s head, meanwhile Yeonjun came back with an aid kit in the flowers’ stead. He grabbed one of the other’s hands and guided him to the couch where they sat down. He then proceeded to take each of Soobin’s hands and clean the small cuts and cover them with band-aids, one by one. Both hands had been continuously pricked with the flowers’ thorns during his shift.

“Yeonjun, I’m so sorry”, said Soobin breaking the silence, still puzzled. “You should get gardening gloves”, was the reply he got back as he put a band-aid on his thumb’s tip; not exactly the one he was expecting, he still didn’t understand what was going on, but at least he was talking to him.

“Please don’t break up with me.” His anxiety grew and the air felt more tense by every second Yeonjun didn’t say anything related to the subject. Yeonjun placed one last band-aid and started packing the unused ones and the hydrogen peroxide, still not answering. “I’m really sorry.” continued in despair, “Are you still angry?” “Of course I’m angry, dumbass!”

He was visually agitated and made eye contact after avoiding it since Soobin got home. “Do you really think we are going to break up cause of one stupid fight?! And even more after you finally told me you loved me!” Soobin was caught off guard, then had to fight the urge to smile; a fight he naturally lost. He felt bad for doing so when Yeonjun was in the middle of a very serious speech, but he was mostly relieved. Plus, Yeonjun mixing in his thrill for the confession was very adorable in his eyes. And thank god he had a pretty smile that made his boyfriend melt and forget about everything, cause if it weren’t for it, he would’ve already received a good punch for the same reason he had to try and restrain it in the first place.

Yeonjun let out a sigh as he started to calm down. “Look, Soobin. You have to understand that as long as we’re together we’ll continue to have this type of problems and argue over them. So one, I need you to be a hundred percent in his with me, weigh in and be honest. And two, stop thinking I’ll let you go that easy.” Soobin nodded while blinking softly. “I promise I’ll try.” And Yeonjun knew he meant I just because of his tone of voice and choice of words. Because promising he’d do it from that moment onward would be a lie. He may do it, but being a human, he was always prone to make mistakes, even the same one. “I don’t want to make you feel like you’re alone again. I’m really sorry”, Soobin apologized again.

“To be fair, I was thinking on an empty stomach”, added Yeonjun rolling his eyes playfully. “I’m also sorry. I was too harsh on you even though I knew where you stood.”

They stared into each other’s eyes for a couple of minutes, laughing awkwardly every now and then. They had finally reached the calm after the storm, so they wanted to stay and enjoy the fresh and serene breeze of the ocean. The grand noise and intense quaking were no longer scary; they became gentle and relaxing.

“Now let’s go.” Yeonjun stood up and stretched his hand out. “Where to?” Soobin looked at the hand puzzled but didn’t hesitate to hold it.

“It’s still Valentine’s.”

The car trunk was accommodated with blankets, a white big one to soften the surface and a small yellow one just to add color; pillows of all sizes and textures; and star shaped string lights hanging along the back seats to add environment and light to the space, also complementing the color of the small banket. Yeonjun had prepare it after getting home, knowing they would make up by the end of the day. It was cozy and warm, and being there, together, made it all so much better. Yeonjun was sitting up with a laptop resting on his thighs playing a movie. Meanwhile Soobin, laying by his side while interlocking arms, had found a better pillow in his boyfriend’s shoulder, and watched him more than the movie he chose.

“I really love you”, maybe it was the sleepiness talking, but he did mean it, making Yeonjun blush and look back at him, with only a few inches in between their faces.

“You really became more comfortable after saying it once”, said Yeonjun grabbing Soobin’s nose between his fingers and shaking it lovingly. Soobin laughed softly and snuggled more up the other’s neck.

“I love you too.”

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[yeonbinfics]

Let Me Count the Ways (I Love You)

Let Me Count the Ways (I Love You) by KrymshelAngel (ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Word Count: 72,216

Summary: 

Somehow luck had been on Yeonjun’s side since the start of the year. He promised himself that once he meets tall guy again, he won’t be letting him go.

Soobin thought he'd never see famous senior, Choi Yeonjun, ever again. But fate always loved playing with him. Crushing on your best friend + Being single was enough, but then add a really cute senior into the mix?

It’s gonna be a long year.

Review:

I stopped reading fics for a while as I felt a little detached from this ship. So when I felt nostalgic for yeonbin again, instead of going to read new fics, i turned to the classics. And this one is a classic. One of those fics that everyone in the fandom probably already knows but for good reason. This fic is 70k words of slow burn, pining, misunderstandings, unrequited love, and fluff. This fic is basically hand crafted to check off all the things I like to read. 

It is a continuation of a short fic the author posted and wanted to expand. It’s called Just One Kiss. I would highly recommend reading that first, its quick and cute and yeonbin make out at a kissing booth. Super cute!

This fic revolves around Yeonjun who is pining after Soobin. Who happens to be in love with his best friend Hueningkai. Yeonjun tries not to fall in love with him and fails and the whole time he’s trying to be Soobin’s friend all while hurting himself because he can see just how much Soobin loves kai. 

I think what I love most about it is how cozy it is. It’s a university au, their friend circle is small. This was written in 2020 so it still has that cute puppy love feel to it without the reality of yeonbin divorce in 2021. 

Over all, it is a slow burn. You get taken into Yeonjun’s life trying to navigate a blooming friendship while trying to succeed in his university dance group and trying to avoid his feelings. So despite it taking a while for yeonbin to get together, you’re left with a fic about friendship and what it means to talk through your feelings. 

I love fics like this where you get taken into their world and by the end, despite it being a happy ending, you feel so sad because you have to say goodbye to the characters. 

And the best part, beomgyu and taehyun are a side ship. I feel like a lot of taegyu fics are angsty so I always love to see writers put them as a cute couple in love in the background. 

Please leave kudos and comments on the original work.

[hoodieseason-ficrecs]

♡ yeonjun x soobin

For Beauty and Love (12/12 | 52,505 | T)

by seungminator3000

Yeonjun was on his way home from school, whistling to himself, when a hedgehog rolled onto the sidewalk in front of him. It was all balled up, but soon enough it uncurled and looked at him with beady black eyes.

“Hi,” Yeonjun started, unsure. He bent down to get a closer look, on all fours. He was just about to straighten up and continue on his way when the hedgehog jumped, about a foot straight up in the air, and snatched his name tag in its mouth.

“Hey!” He shouted, shocked, as it rolled away again. The hedgehog disappeared down an alley, and Yeonjun made sure his satchel was secure before taking off after it. “I need that, my mom’s gonna kill me if I lose it again!”

The hedgehog, of course, paid no attention. It streaked around a corner, and went across the road into the back side of the park. His mom really would kill him if he came home with the breast of his jacket empty.

“Stop,” Yeonjun panted. “Hedgehog, come here, little hedgie-hedgie. Pleeeease,” he whined. To his immense surprise, the hedgehog stopped. It dropped his name tag on the ground about ten feet ahead of him.

“Sorry about that,” a voice said. Yeonjun screamed. The hedgehog was talking to him. 

[ekzxo]

hi ! im looking for moa writers to talk to. kinda just wanna talk about my works, or listen to someone talk about theirs too!! i could befriend any fandom writers but i would be most comfortable talking about fics with shippers, especially for yeonbin!

✰ tiny me facts: 21+, soobin biased, mostly likes writing angst smutty-smut oblivious lovers trope

✰ ao3 - writer carrd (little outdated)

pls engage with this and i would love to reach out first or you can always dm/ask/reply first!

[honeysugarchocolate]

(an extra scene from the art of hanging of hanging by your toes like a fruit bat)

A lot of things in Yeonjun's life have to do with doors. Closed doors, half-opened doors, unlocked doors. A door is an entrance and an exit all at once; a contradiction, a paradox, a subversion of logic, a singularity; a wrinkle in space, a wormhole, an act of blasphemy, a liminal space. Soobin purposes to Yeonjun by his hospital room door; his artifical sanctuary.

It happens after he's pushed Soobin around the endless hospital corridors in his wheelchair, laughter still caught in their lungs, heavy like smoke; Soobin who's never been strong enough to walk after a chemo session; Soobin who hates being alone in the aftermath of it anyway; Soobin who unfolds with no bearing, unfolds unto nothing. The night is diffuse, fog has settled in; frost will soon follow. When Yeonjun realizes what is happening and his knees hit the floor, time is no longer linear, but rather it rolls and trickles over in circles, this certain moment that holds something over him; he's stuck in this loop, face down and puckered to the ground. He knows, he's seen it before; Soobin frail and clutching at his sleeves like he's trying to stop his own soul from eroding— but it doesn't make it less earth-shattering, doesn't stop his heart from shivering, nor does it stop Soobin from rubbing it warmly between his hands. And it wears warmly like a soap bar into wrinkles and compounds, into a promise only a palm reader will understand.

"What do you say we get married, hyung?" says Soobin, golden, coming to life. He strokes Yeonjun’s cheek, still flushed from exertion, and Yeonjun is trapped in a conical prism of light. "In fact, we can get married right now if you want."

Yeonjun dares not say a single word. Instead, he cries; it seems to be all he does these days. His tongue dries and bitters. And then— a shift in the stomach, a jolt in the organ. He dares not take a single step further, but he kisses Soobin all the same, through his sticky tears and Soobin’s breathy giggles, and what little remains of his resolve vanishes completely.

It goes a little something like this. Yeonjun drives them back to their hometown. They end up by the lake, carving their names into the bark of the oak tree. They exchange their vows under a rapidly warming sky. It's April and fully blossomed into spring and yet it's cold here, as if it were too lazy to remember the season. And Yeonjun knows Soobin’s grown tired of putting on so many layers to stand against the cold. He wonders whether he should strip Soobin down like rings of bark and hold him the way he wants to be held. Or if it'd be easier to ask the sun to stretch open the sky and and embrace Soobin wholly, like all those summers. Yeonjun lays himself out for all to see, Soobin, Beomgyu, Arin, the moon. It all becomes so convoluted, so spine twistingly, bone crumplingly, head throbbingly convoluted Yeonjun can't explain it anymore. Not even to himself. He looks at Soobin, the gentle curve of his lips, the quiet waves of his breathing; his eyes and his soul both glisten. He thinks, regret is for fools and politicians and abusive mothers.

Husband so deep dwelling in the stringy parts of my heart, Yeonjun says. This is where you can stay when things are too much outside. Shut the shades over the waxy windows. Paint the world black, even blacker than I am on the inside. Keep the light out if you want. The monsters can go fuck themselves. I'll always come save you.

Soobin kindly, for his part, doesn't say til death do us apart, instead he tells Yeonjun, "Let's be together til the very end." And it sounds a lot like I hope you'll see me to my grave.

"You owe me a proper ring," says Yeonjun, because what else can he say to that? All he sees is himself and his technicolor feelings on television, headline on the late news: man slips one hundred million feet from heaven onto something so soft it cushions his organs from the damage of the crash. Maybe love does conquer all!

In this moment Yeonjun allows himself to believe it. That they're forever. He thinks, it's funny how kilometres look so insignificant from a distance. Viewing Soobin from afar like this, he thinks, how much longer?

But he already knows the answer to that.

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[ningstars]

▪︎ Cê Me Namora? (YeonBin)

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[jjangnmi]

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[287aus]

— yeonbin ੈ♡‬༉ ・ wrong feels right, right feels wrong [ao3]

Soobin wants to savor the touch, bask in it because he loves the sparks he feels when Beomgyu touches him. But that’s not the point right now, he is only doing it out of guilt. Soobin needs to get down to the real matter, which is Beomgyu keeping things from him. “You didn’t tell me anyone was coming over! And he’s staying?! For how long! It’s not only for a weekend, is it?” “Yeah, so look…let’s talk about this inside?” Soobin stands his ground despite the way Beomgyu is holding his hand, urging him inside. He brushes off the pleasant thoughts of Beomgyu’s fingers around his own and continues, “No. You owe it to me. Right away, right here.” “Soobin,” Beomgyu says in a hushed tone, far different than the one Soobin has been using all this while, “the neighbors are going to think something is wrong.” “Because there is. How are we supposed to live with some older man and his daughter?” “He’s not that old, and that’s my niece, Soobin.”

Soobin is helplessly in love with his best friend and housemate, Beomgyu. Insert Choi Yeonjun—a single father needing a helping hand after returning back home, who also happens to be Beomgyu's older brother.

[chanyouchan]

⌕ ghosting

⚠ em caso de inspiração, me credite.

📆 25/11/23 | ✎ @mnini (psd)

[petalsofdusk]

[ one last sunrise ]

⤥ soobin × yeonjun | yeonbin

⤥ 2 chapters ; 25.1k words

⤥ angst, mcd, hurt/no comfort

⤥ ao3 link

[nylilcosmos]

Dive With You

[yeonbinfics]

Lips of an Angel

Lips of an Angel by happycampermel (ao3)

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 116,023

Summary: 

Choi Soobin has everything he could ask for: a good job that he likes and pays well, a nice apartment in Seoul, and a girlfriend he loves very much who loves him back.

But what happens when newcomer Choi Yeonjun shows up and Soobin realizes his life has been missing something?

or

Choi Soobin cheats on his girlfriend with Yeonjun and has to Figure His Shit Out Or Else.

Review:

I know cheating fics are not everyone’s cup of tea but hear me out. This fic may be centered around cheating however, it is so well written that it makes up for everything. 

I know, I know. Cheating is bad. But what I loved is how the writer approached the subject. It is not some cutesy, hehe haha let’s just be together despite my partner’s feelings. It really goes in depth of how messy it is. They did not romanticize it as something so exciting and hot because it’s forbidden. They continuously showed us how everyone involved gets hurt.

(Although the smut is A+++)

Soobin in this fic is really... he’s just really. I am trying to think of some nice words for him because the entire fic I was so frustrated with him lol. He’s really a dumbass and doesn’t really understand his own feelings but again, that is what I loved so much about his characterization. He is human. He acknowledges that he doesn’t have it figured out and at times he does hurt both Yeonjun and his girlfriend but he tries to work through it as best to his ability (spoiler: his ability is not that good). And side note, just the fact that the writer can get me to not like a soobin character is enough for me to love this fic. It’s almost impossible for me to dislike a soobin character but they really aced it in this fic. 

Another thing I want to praise the writer for, she does not villainize Soobin’s girlfriend in the fic. I know a lot of times in fics you will see the only female character portrayed as mean and bitchy. But she had her own storyline as well that she was also going through feelings she didn’t understand like Soobin was.

And finally, my favorite character is Yeonjun. I’m not really sure why I felt so much sympathy for him because I know he is the one that knew about Soobin’s relationship and still went ahead and had an affair. But his character is just so sweet. He just wants to love Soobin and towards the end you’ll just want to give the poor guy a hug. 

This part in particular breaks my heart for him so much that I had to take a moment to collect myself before continuing. 

"I want you to be with me without thinking of her."

Soobin is silent, eyes searching Yeonjun's avoidant face. His mouth opens, but he knows he can't give the man in front of him the answer he wants. It's fucked up, this whole situation is. It's fucked up that he has to be here, being asked to choose between the person he's been with for so long, someone he's so used to, who he cares for – who cares for him – and this... living, breathing definition of all the things he tried to warn himself against. This beautiful, broken-hearted person who's desperate for him, who Soobin is just as desperate for, too. This man who claims to be in love with Soobin.

Soobin's eyebrows crease, unable to hold this internal battle from his features. "You know I can't do that, Jun."

I don’t want to spoil the ending but for anyone like me that doesn’t like to read non endgame yeonbin. This one is safe to read. Also trigger warning: straight sex. lol.

Please leave kudos and comments on the original work.

[hoodieseason-ficrecs]

♡ yeonjun x soobin

i can't help it if you look like an angel (1/1 | 63,120 | M)

by halfthemoon

Yeonjun looks at him funny. “Fine. Fine. If you succeed in convincing my family we’re dating, then fine. I’ll fucking leave and you won’t have to ever see me again.”