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Ateez | The Type To

Hongjoong

toothless smiles. you'll never get enough

knows every little fact about you. it's all stored in his head

but can't always figure out your mood, where he needs your help

picks your clothes or accessories sometimes

lets you do the same

more of the dating-inside kind of guy, but makes the most of when you do go out

if he's busy, he'll acknowledge you with a smile and then go back to work and forget you're there

because he likes to focus on one thing at a time

and when he's not busy he's all yours

but when he is busy and you decide to play naughty, he will focus on the task ahead- you.

and make you regret (in the best way) interfering with his work

which has become your thing now

calls you his 'muse' and def makes you feel like one

esp with the way he kisses you and makes you feel like a puddle

he really doesn't stop his hands from going anywhere he pleases

fav place might be at your hip

or fingers in your hair- might take a liking to tug your hair back to make you look at him at times

which is when he'll give you the most sultry look and tell you exactly what the events following will ensue of

def the type to hold you against the wall and move across the room while you make out

laughs between kisses oh goodness-

teases the fck out of you and makes you a whimpering mess

spends alllll his energy on you but still takes care of you after

bites-

the type to make you watch yourself too- like if you can see him taking you in some reflective surface or a mirror, all the better

and then you won't believe the filth that'll come out of his mouth (tho you love it when he mumbles dirty little things in your ears)

also has his soft moments, which are so intimate that sometimes you feel overwhelmed with love

and he'll constantly assure you he's here, here with you, forever :')

does the most meaningful things for you- brings you your fav food, reforms your clothes or accessories for you, paints with you, lets you try doing something with his music samples, etc etc

he's your captain

Seonghwa

pass you subtle glances from across the room

hold your hand and lead the way whenever you're out

make you walk on the inside of the sidewalk

mother you in every way-- wiping your mouth with his sleeve, fix your hair, fix your clothes, fix you

scold you in the most loving tone possible

which makes you wonder if you're actually getting scolded because you start to get heart eyes

never make you feel insecure- it hurts him more than it hurts you

details. details in everything he says and does (flashbacks to his fav colour being 'glossy silver chrome' like who are you i don't know you-)

which means your dates are detailed asf. he'll have everything planned out and make sure you have the best time

but also love it when you take him out on impromptu dates

scans your face before he kisses you

forehead kisses. temple kisses. it's his thing

plays with you a lot (take your mind out of the gutter i'm talking about actual games like the board games or whatever)

but also plays with you a lot- *coughs*

tongue.

also his fingers are kinda long so-

will pick you up in the middle of your makeout session and take you somewhere more comfortable

goes hard, but it takes him a millisecond to turn soft

and he's the best softie ever.

he's gonna take his sweet time exploring every nook and cranny of your body, learning everything about you

learning what you like

and you'll most of the times feel like it's your first time all over again- that's def how he makes it feel like

tho he certainly spices things up every time

it's just he makes you feel so safe and loved

also i feel like you both bring out the playfulness in each other, in both romantic and platonic ways

he's such a romantic.

he's also capable of driving you insane with his facial expressions alone

takes care of you when you're tired, makes sure you're good, tucks you into bed, spoons you, lulls you to sleep :')

Yunho

okay hear me out-

he is literally your best friend

and i mean in the way best friends know each other inside out

and the way they know exactly how you're feeling by just glancing at you

so with yunho, you always feel safe. his constant vocal and physical reassurances keep you grounded at all times

so you wish to do something in return for him-

but he assures you that you, just like this, are enough

he's not hard to please in that way. he's not demanding but he's not making you feel like he's not interested in you either. he's got that perfect balance

the most comfortable presence out there is what i'm saying

(maybe this^ was my delulu thoughts ok now to the real shit-)

he's always looking at you to make sure you're okay, or there,

but sometimes, something turns him on and his eyes change

and he really, really can't hide when he's turned on. he starts picking at his lips while giving you the most sultry gaze

sometimes you pretend not to notice

which is when he becomes unexpectedly playful and teasing

he knows what his hands on your body do to you (turn you into jelly is what they do btw)

so he's going to give you a backhug and while he kisses your neck or ear, he's going to let his hands travel all over your body

or when sitting on his lap, he'll let them rest on your thighs- purposefully

and we all know what purpose those long fingers could serve

he's def the type who'll cuddle into you while lovemaking- like bury his face in your neck, in the crooks. you think that's soft? he can make it a hard moment too.

groans into your ears 100 % and that sound might be one of the hottest things you've heard

and when he mumbles things in your ears? his voice goes new levels of deep you never heard before.

kisses you like you'll break

also loves pinning you to surfaces

fully capable of manhandling you (lovingly, ofc)

likes experimenting a lot with you, figuring out what you like and what you don't like together

big spoon most of the times you bet

jokes around a lot with you too- he never makes you feel overwhelmed in any situation

but he is also fully capable of driving you insane at times *coughs*

best caretaker you know it

Yeosang

i'm having a vision- what starts as savage remarks thrown at each other turns into a challenge, turns into another different sort of challenge

we'll get there later

cafe dates. chocolates. you better be ready to satisfy his sweet tooth

you love complimenting him bc 9/10 times he's gonna respond with a shy smile that made you fall in love in the first place

he's usually teasing you bc that's his love language but is also the most genuine person you know

so whenever he compliments you or tells you how much he loves you, you know it's straight from the heart

holds your hand whenever he gets the chance

will kiss it too

shy kisses at first

until he gets turned on and his eyes change and the inner demon that we seen in halazia comes out oof

gentle kisses. demanding kisses. we-have-all-the-time-in-the-world kisses. i might be lacking in my vocabulary

hands cradling your face- that's what makes you weak

is pretty vocal and wants you to be vocal too when he does something new or even in routine

there's this switch in him- y'all be having a soft moment and his switch gets flipped and then he's just... banging. wild.

loves foreplay

might have a thing for placing his hand on your throat too i mean he has his moments

and he also lets you have your moments which is sth you love about him

i feel like he loves to drive you to the edge multiple times before he finally lets you have your way

which is hot asf

but is also so nervous about making sure you're okay, you're good with whatever he's doing

so he's gonna spoil you when he takes care of you, which might probably lead to a round two-

anyways time to touch some grass <3

San

this mf istg- *breathes*

okay he's such an eye candy do you think you'll be interested in anything else other than just staring at him 24/7 whenever you're with him-

let's not let these intrusive thoughts win and dive deeper :D

so yeah he is a nature admirer and when he takes you out, you do admire nature but you admire him more

esp the curves and edges of his face

and when he catches you, he gets shy. like actual shy

rewards you with a sweet kiss

and a good old hug

but sometimes, things get... heated instead

so he raises his eyebrow and goes sth like 'you done staring'?

and if you toss a sarcastic remark next (9.9/10 times you do), he'll just attack you

flirts with you in public

unintentional flirt most of the time

his kisses have a wide range spectrum. from being the most slow, gentle, i-might-break-you-if-i-hold-you-wrong kisses to hot, open-mouthed, i-am-going-to-break-you kisses (i cannot englishi-)

and he's really not shy in lovemaking. he knows what he's doing. he takes advantage of it

loves driving you to the edge too. will take so long to actually get to the real deal, just playing with you first and cornering you and driving you insane ugh

the type to pull you into his lap and make you straddle and ride him

tongue-

tbh i feel like it can get really filthy with him in the best way possible

but also, he's the softest when he's in the mood

and you love that he can switch

the type to shut you up with a kiss

also the type to hold you by your chin and have a staredown with you whenever you tease him

which just leads to other things-

hugs

lots and lots of hugs. hugs of every kind.

his laugh heals you :(

he'll always tell you he's there for you, he loves you, how imp you are to him :(

pocket sized hehe

Mingi

he's a princess so he deserves princess treatment. the end.

no but he's such an unfiltered personality i feel like in the sense that it just shows what he wants

you can see it in his eyes when he wants a hug, when he wants to leave some place, or when he wants to steal the last bite of your food-

also very good at reading you even if you argue that you're not that readable

to him you will be bc he pays attention to every little detail

the kind to throw his arm around you while you walk

bonus if it's winters and he wraps you in his coat

the type to tie a scarf around your neck and then pull you with it and give you a kiss

his kisses are the meaningful sort. you can tell by his kiss what mood he's in

like if he's slow and he sighs in between, he's probably feeling down. if he's gonna act naughty you'll know what he wants

which makes it easier for you to lead things

lets you lead most of the time too

unless he's feeling some type of way

and when he's feeling that type of way, you're in for a banger (pun intended maybe)

i feel like he's really good with his core strength even when dancing so uhh just go ahead and imagine

fingers. (getting shy at this point)

probably gives the best head

like can you imagine the tip of his nose brushing at the your most sensitive parts-

likes when you run your hands through his hair

likes to tug your hair even more

might have a marking kink like he'll like it when he can see what he's done to you

but he's also the most responsive and comfortable during intimacy

and can go on forever, makes you feel like you can go on forever with him

cuddles with you when you're done, cuddles long and good

will shower with you and 9 out of 10 times that means a second round-

softie. absolute softie at times ;-;

Wooyoung

you both love to drive each other insane. you'll fight a lot at most random things, end up laughing in the middle of an argument, tease tf out of each other

but at the end of the day there's no one you'd rather be with

he feeds you like his life depends on it

which means he'll make you food, he'll get you to try different things when you go out, and he just likes it when you're happy with food

takes care of you subconsciously- like wiping your mouth, fixing your clothes, rolling your sleeves when you're eating, etc- he doesn't do it on purpose, it's ingrained in him to take care of you

intentional flirt.

which means he makes you flushed with embarrassment in public

he knows how to rile you up, and oh, when you're riled up-

you know you'll go home all heated up which will def result in a hot makeout session

he's not shy to show you how much he likes it when you're making out so he's very vocal

and we all know about his degradation kink LMAO he loves it when you show him his place in the middle of making out

and you love it when he begs for you to do sth

but he's also very, very good at making you beg, oh, he'll push to to the edge and make you fucking cry before he gives you what you want

his hands everywhere on your body.

mumbles things in your ears, dirty things

and then bites you earlobe

you just love it when he breaks away in the middle of making out and pushes your hair back, all the while scanning your face as if making sure you're real before smiling the purest smile ever :(

and when he evil smiles? you know you're in for a ride quite literally

switches most of the time

satisfies you in ways you didn't know were possible

quite possibly plays a lot with you- might have a thing for tied wrists (his or yours, whatever you're feeling like)

keeps telling you how beautiful, how perfect you are, and when he says it? you never feel like he's lying. you start to believe it

boosts your confidence 10000x

honestly he has a contagious energy so you kinda sometimes turn into wooyoung too and he just 🧍

aftercare is a whole new level with him

hugs you to sleep <3

Jongho

he sings for you. what more do you want? :')

you'll have to hide apples from him tho LOL

being with him is very comfortable and... peaceful. like he brings out the calm in you

tho when he cracks a dad joke you start to reconsider-

but he's adorable

slaps your butt at the most random times

and then giggles before he runs away

gives you backhugs at the most random times too

likes to peck your cheeks while you're sitting in his lap watching sth with him

which sometimes makes you kiss him

usually starts slow but there's a certain sense of urgency behind that kiss sometimes

which makes it into a heated makeout session

stares into your soul when he breaks away to catch his breath

dry humping follows

likes seeing exactly what his actions make you feel like

shy at first but he's also confident asf

and he's... strong

it just drives you crazy when he pins you as he thrusts into you like there's no way you can break free from that

and why would you? ;)

has a thing for necks i've said it before i'll say it now

and he knows exactly how to please you

which means that when he's in the mood, he's gonna drive you to the edge multiple times before letting you have what you want

sometimes lets you do the same to him

he loves it when you're on top of him and ride him. perfect place for him to hold your butt and squeeze it

really good at aftercare, makes sure you're feeling good too

bear hugs after. cuddles

kisses you multiple times before settling down

sings you to sleep :( (i'll always end jongho imagines with this line)

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yunhocvlt · 1 year

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people we meet on vacation - jeong yunho

pairing -> jeong yunho x gender neutral!reader. (they/them used)

summary -> after bumping into what you call, the love of your life at a vaction once, you found that there was no way to find out more about him. 4 years later, when you've lost all hope, you finally find him and he's your boyfriend's bestfriend.

genre -> slice of life kinda (?), strangers to lovers.

warnings -> a bunch of curses, a tattoo, mingi is a real dick (sorry, had to be <3), it goes back and forth between the past and present a lot but its all labelled that's all though.

word count -> 4255 words.

a/n -> this fic isn't in anyway related or inspired by the book of the same name by emily henry, it's just that the title of the book went along with the fic's themes so i rolled with it :) a tiny, tiny part of it has been inspired by the first half of the bollywood movie, tamasha. and and, lastly, all the translations were taken from google translate so if you find any mistakes you know who to blame. ok bye, enjoy.

PRESENT, SEOUL, 2023.

“Are you ready, babe?”

Mingi calls out from the living room, tying up the laces to his boots. You took one last glance at yourself in the mirror and then called out in agreement.

“Let’s go,”

when you're in the car with him, you look out of the window, watching the daylight completely drown out slowly. and then you look at your boyfriend, who is focused on driving. you're both going to his friend's birthday dinner and since it’s only been about 2 months of you both dating, it is one of the first time you're meeting his friends, having heard a lot of great things about them already.

he notices you looking at him and gives you a smile before giving his full attention to the road again.

mingi isn’t a bad person, you know that. but for some reason, there has been no one who'd been able to catch your attention fully or make you stay for even a month. the 2 month mark with mingi was a huge thing for you.

But then you visibly wince when you remind yourself about the texts.

Never could you ever imagine that your tendency to never commit to anyone would bite you back in this form.

When you finally feel secure enough with someone, you find out that they’ve been cheating on you.

Mingi wasn’t a bad person, you convince yourself. It was just your karma.

when you reach the parking lot of the restaurant, mingi tells you to wait, he unbuckles his seatbelt and then gets out of his seat and slams the door shut and runs to get yours.

when you give him your hand, he kisses it gently, whispering a little into your ear.

"my angel looks so pretty tonight,"

and he holds out his arm for you to clasp yours into.

"ever the gentleman," you kiss his cheek.

as you enter through the glass doors of the hotel, you spot a lot of people, a bunch of foreigners going about, someone trying to check in, and people like yourself, here just for dinner.

"excuse me, what way is the banquet?" mingi asks on the front desk.

"oh, are you mr. kim's guests?"

"yes, yes,"

"straight from here, last room on the right,"

"okay, thank you,"

"___, can you go ahead? i need to take this call, i'll be there in 5,"

"let me wait for you?"

"oh, just introduce yourself, i really gotta take this,"

you were a little irritated (understatement) but decided to go ahead anyway, what’s the worst that could happen anyway?

and as you step inside the white tiled room with a huge chandelier in the middle, and golden lit lights, you think you might be dreaming.

no, not because of the ambience. but because of the person sitting there, looking up at you, as surprised as you were.

PAST, CURÇAO ISLANDS, SUMMER, 2019.

"who? what? why?"

"well, i don't know, i didn’t he would show up here when i told him we were coming here,"

"oh god,"

to say you were exhausted would be an understatement. your friend, jae-i and her "situationship" with the university playboy, kim sungwon was famous and you hoped that you could try to get her away from him during this vacation but turns out, old habits die hard. she claims she only told him that she was going for a vacation and apparently, he was here and "begging for forgiveness," because he deeply thought about how wrong his actions were.

"you know what, do whatever you want to, because to hell with our vacation, and don't you dare come to me when he breaks your heart again,"

you slam the door and get out. you weren’t that harsh and you did feel like you went overboard but she needed it. you would come back later anyway.

The bar was a couple blocks away from the cottage that you’d rented and it was right on the beach, a bunch of wooden chairs and tables and people enjoying their exotic coloured drinks, each one of them speaking in different languages.

Speaking of languages, you weren’t quite sure of dutch. You knew the typical “hallo (hello),” and “ik ben nieuw hier (i’m new here),” but the basics was where it ended.

“Um, hi,”

“waar kan ik je mee helpen (how can i help you)?”

“English?”

He made a disappointed face. “No english, de werknemer die Engels kent, heeft pauze (the employee who knows English is on break),”

With a mental facepalm, you realize you’d even left your phone and wallet back where jae-i was, and you had no intention of facing her, especially if there was a possibility that the asshole would be there, and there was no point in trying to order without money anyway.

“Nevermind, Bedankt (thank you),” he snickers at your accent but nods anyway.

“Oh no, no, let me get that for you,” a tall man, absolutely gorgeous, with the looks of someone who could easily pass off as a well known celebrity appears beside you.

“What do you want?”

“Its fine, i was just leaving,”

“Relax, i’m not a creep, just trying to help, you can pay me back later,”

“Oh, well, okay,”

A few minutes later, you and the handsome stranger were both seated on the wooden stools, he was taking in the sun without a lot of struggle since he brought sunglasses, meanwhile you, well, let’s just say it was a bad day for you.

a little away from the arrangement of chairs there was a live band, some music playing as a couple danced, and then later the others joined as the tune got more upbeat.

As you sipped on the oddly coloured drink you’d seen a lot of people drinking, he turns to you, “so what’s your story?”

“Ah, well, i came here with my friend thinking it would be a little time before she could be away from her shitty ex, but guess what? He’s here,”

“Interesting story, i mean, sucks for you, but, it’s a nice plot,”

“Is that so? What’s yours?”

“Not much of a story, my one of my friends is getting married in september and the other is going to take over as ceo of his father’s company after this summer so we all decided on this trip as something of a milestone,”

“It would get harder to meet after this so,”

“Oh got it, got it,”

"wait, we never exchanged names,"

“I’m yunho,”

“I’m ____,”

he gets up, "in my opinion, You know, what you should do? Enjoy your trip, not everybody has a chance to take a trip like this and you really can’t let your friend ruin it for you,”

You think it up. “Ofcourse,”

He asks for your hand as he puts down his own glass.

You’re almost about to slip your hands into his but then you hesitate, “but wait, don’t you have your own group of friends to worry about?”

“I think seven adult men can enjoy life without me. Besides, it’s not everyday I bump into someone like you or presented with an opportunity like this one.” he winks.

Far away, the sun shows signs of weakening and giving into the sea, the music that’s steadily shifting to more mellow tunes and the noise of the sea gulls.

Yunho takes your hand and guides you to the open space, a couple of people are dancing but the attention from the crowd focuses on you both as you laugh at yunho’s actions. He attempts to spin you and the crowd cheers at that, the beats become more and more danceable.

His hands are on your waist, and his eyes, those eyes. They stare right into yours as you dance. Even though you shrug it off with your laughs, you can feel the spark. And then he’s close, way too close to be with a stranger that you just met, and instead of facing him, you just lean your head onto his chest and close your eyes.

“Kiss already,” someone from the band shouts.

And then you look up at him, “what do we do?”

“Only if you want to,”

His words repeat in front of you again, “...it’s not everyday i bump into someone like you or presented an opportunity like this one,”

You close your eyes and reach up to him, it honestly catches yunho by surprise but it’s over almost as suddenly as it is initiated. A peck. But it was more romantic than any kiss he’s shared with anyone.

PRESENT, SEOUL, SUMMER, 2023.

"hey, you came with mingi right? oh my god, you’re gorgeous, how did he even score you? i'm wooyoung, by the way,"

"i'm _____," you blush, this man certainly knew how to make a fist impression.

"Where's mingi? is it his manners to leave his date alone?"

to which you let out a chuckle, "he got a really important call, he'll be here in a bit though,"

"let me keep you company then, and fulfill mingi's duty of introducing you to the others."

a few people are gathered on the far end of the table opposite from you and a few are sitting on the table already engrossed in a conversation except one of them who looks at you, eyes fixated.

“That is our friend yunho, san and his mate, milo.”

Yunho. Him. fate. There were so many things going in your mind right now, all of the memories, him paying for your drink, spending the entire day with him, forgetting that a thing like a mobile even existed, it was so funny that you both met again. There were almost zero chances, after you came back from your trip, you searched every nook and cranny of social media from whatever information you had of him, scanned every public setting, just in hopes that somehow, just somehow you bump into him again. And unfortunately, this is how you meet.

“Hey,” he extends his hand. Does he remember all of that? Given it was not more than even a day spent together, but it impacted you, did it impact him?

There was like an unspoken agreement to not mention that you’d met before, because you’d not seen a lot of his friends on the trip neither had they seen you nor had yunho ever seen jae-i, all because of that stupid agreement.

You try searching for recognition in his eyes, but mingi comes before you can try communicating with him even a little.

“Mingi! Dude, why’d you leave your date alone? Thank god i was around to help,”

Mingi looks at you, “so you’ve already met them, i see,” and takes your hand into his, and never have you ever wanted to pull your hand back from someone this badly, because you look at the subtle way yunho’s eyes flit to the clasped hands and he backs away.

“Hongjoong,”

The said person is too deep in conversation with someone yunho has never seen but has deduced that they’re most probably business partners.

He calls out to his friend again. And hongjoong looks at him, he mutters a “please,” and then steps away.

He’s careful not to be in the earshot of the group that wooyoung, mingi, you and san have created, they’re very curious to know you, someone mingi had been talking about for months, labelling his new date as his best ever.

“Oh, mingi’s here,” hongjoong notices as he steps to the side yunho is, “wait, yunho, i’ve seen-”

“Shhh, shut up, shut up, this is exactly why i brought you here, keep your mouth shut, mingi’s date, the one he’s been bragging about, is the person i fell in love with in the summer of 2019,” he releases his hand that he had been holding over hongjoong’s mouth.

he touches his elbow slightly, to remind his friend.

And the older guy doesn’t say anything.

“It’s just you who knows, so please, don’t tell anybody, and don’t let anybody know that you know them,”

“It’s just unbelievable,”

And hongjoong watches as they both look at you, he looks at the way yunho watches you. “I remember you being all miserable because you couldn’t find them,”

“Yes, it’s unbelievable but also unfortunate, i’d rather have they not met me at all than this,”

Hongjoong wishes he could have done something, but he doesn’t even know what to do. He wishes he could have taken his friend’s pain because it’s so cruel but he tries to cheer the other up instead, leads him to the dinner table and carefully diverts the conversation to anything but you and mingi.

PAST, SUMMER, 2019.

"and i'm supposed to believe that?"

"i swear, i've never done it,"

"you've never ever fallen in love?" the stranger you met at the beach is clearly in disbelief over the fact that you've never been in love. it's after dinner that you're again here at the beach, walking on the shoreline.

"i don't think it's consciously my choice, it's just something that happens, i become obsessed with a person, i think that its love but then it wears down as fast as it comes."

"uh huh, okay, so you won't fall in love with me?"

you look up at him, his face lit up by the different shades of colours, the streetlight on your left, the headlights of the cars speeding past, and the lightings that are decorated on stalls at some stalls. he looks absolutely gorgeous but more than that, there's something in his eyes, that makes you feel like you actually could. you could actually dream about a forever, and this time maybe even fulfill it. was that possible?

but the realization that you're probably never going to meet again sets in and he looks away too, thinking the same thing maybe.

"nevermind, i'm sorry,"

"wait, yunho,"

he'a already a few steps ahead of you when you stop him, he looks back at you with a questioning look as you point to at something.

"a tattoo?"

you nod.

"you want to get a tattoo with me?"

"there should be at least a little something that i can recognise you by if we ever cross paths again,"

he looks at you in awe as you walk over there, determined to get a tattoo, with or without him.

as he follows you, he knows something very clearly, he'll do whatever you want. even if he doesn't know you, he knows that he's had a feeling of love. not entirely falling but a fleeting kind of. He doesn’t pay much attention and without giving it much thought, follows you.

"hey, yunho,"

he turns back, spotting hongjoong at a little distance from where he was standing, his friend walks closer to him and he has a bag full of beer bottles, clearly leaving to refill the party with their friends.

"we've been looking all over for you, buddy,"

"uh, i've.. found a friend,"

"where?" he points to the tattoo shop where you're talking to the guy, and swiping through designs.

"that's great, dude, about time you find someone,"

“Yeah, and i hope y’all don’t mind it,”

He tsks in reply, “they’re all shitfaced, they probably won’t last for more than an hour or so, and that’s when i can finally drink,” he points to the beer bottles.

"hey," you call out from your place, and interested to know the stranger standing beside your new friend, you walk up to them.

"you're?"

"i'm hongjoong,"

“Nice to meet you, hongjoong,” you give him a smile.

"you're getting a tattoo?" he asks.

"if yunho agrees,"

"yunho, hmmm, you should go ahead, do it,"

"oh, wait, hongjoong is a great artist, he can draw something for us," yunho suggests.

"well, if you want me to,"

and about an hour later, there’s half a butterfly on the area above the elbow on your right arm and the same location on his left arm.

"well, that was painful," you say, gripping your covered arm.

"you think?"

"but well, now i have something to remember you by so i'm not complaining," he adds.

which makes the both of you go silent again.

you want to ask him his number, but something stops you. Looking back you’re not so sure of what held you back but you wished, wished so bad that you’d taken some number, some contact anything. Heck, even an email address would have sufficed.

But thinking that you can probably search him up on instagram or snapchat or something, you don’t bother about it.

"let's meet here tomorrow? you're here right?"

you ask him, curious to know if he's into hanging out for another day.

"ofcourse, i'm craving some pancakes for breakfast,"

"we got it! let's have pancakes tomorrow,"

PRESENT. SEOUL. 2023

"hey, i'm hongjoong,"

"oh, hongjoong,"

the man visibly pales over your mention of his name but you can't resist it, all of it is coming back to you in such a full swing and you can't even do anything about it, you should have just stayed home.

and then the tattoo, your bare arm left it being exposed, nobody would know its meaning but it just felt like an open wound right now and you wish you had some extra sleeves so you could just cover them up.

yunho is ignoring you, and as you are, too. but it keeps on poking you with a stick, the memory of all of it, and you shake your head, it was just a day, you cannot let it have so much effect over you. and it just killed you that you couldn't just drop mingi's hand and tell him that this was the man, this was the guy you had fallen in love with, for the first time and intensely and in the period of not even a day.

throughout the dinner, his friends keep trying to make you comfortable and so does mingi but every time he talks to you and you're forced to look away from yunho, it practically rips your heart apart and then the thought of going home and then again being apart from him. it just seemed like a nightmare.

hongjoong looked awkward as he tried his best to not let anything slip out of his mouth, he looked like a bad liar. and as you sit there on the dining table you realize that the guy who was getting married after the summer was hongjoong, and it was almost his 4 year anniversary soon. and the guy who was taking over a company was the obnoxious but sweet, wooyoung.

But yunho seemed different with them. When he was with you, that day, it felt like he would just about do anything without any remorse at all. And today, the tie around his neck felt too tight.

"excuse me, i need to go to the washroom," you needed some air.

"should i come?" mingi offers.

"i'll come too, i need to get some air, i'll help you find the way?"

the dining table doesn’t notice the way the air shifts around you both and mingi nods and carries on with his previous conversation with san but you walk up to the door with yunho walking behind you and keep walking until you've reached the far end of the corridor, where he pulls your hand to stop and then looks around and opens a door.

"that's a janitor's closet-"

"shhh," he quiets you down, there’s nobody who would hear you, but its just that he wants to look at you, quietly. think about that day again and again.

you look into his eyes again, the door has slits so the lobby lights spill into the room and parts of his are visible, including his eyes. the eyes you fell in love with, is that even possible, to fall in love with someone's eyes, or to fall in love with someone you just met for a day?

"why did you leave suddenly?"

"i-"

he places a finger on your lips, leaning towards you in the small, dark room filled with brooms and the smell of room freshners.

and his voice comes out as a whisper.

"i searched the entire island, all hotels, all the resorts, the airbnbs. there was not a single corner i hadn’t looked for you that day, where were you?"

"i had to leave, jae-i's family found out that she'd been with that jerk and they called us home immediately, and i tried finding you but i had to leave on the first flight that morning and i'm just so, so, so, sorry,"

he puts away his finger and sighs, "it's fine,"

"fate is such a bitch though,"

"you think?" you snicker.

"what do we do now?" he asks. a deafening silence follows.

"i'm going to leave,"

"again?"

you don't pay much attention to his comment.

"i'm going to get out of mingi's life because i obviously can't live with him knowing that i'm in love with one of his friends,"

"and what about us?"

you place a hand on his chest.

"there was no us, yunho, how can you even be with me like this? all we'll end up being is each other's worst secrets, i don't think i'd want that, i don’t think you would want that either."

he nods.

"you fell in love with me?"

"yes,"

his tears glisten with the light.

"i fell in love with you too, and that morning i was going to properly introduce myself, take you out on a proper date, tell you that my drunk self was just beyond crazy for the shit he'd pulled the day before. but i guess fate had other plans,"

A FEW WEEKS LATER, PRESENT, 2023.

a few weeks later, when he gets a text from mingi in the groupchat, yunho feels a stake through his heart even though it was his friend who just got dumped.

he's brushing his teeth, while he goes through the texts for the entire day. mingi writes, it's been days but i've been kinda busy so i just thought i'd let you all know.

and then a notification for a private group chat, something the others had a knack for doing when they wanted to spill some gossip on the recent event in the main group chat, this particular one was revived from last year's surprise party for mingi's birthday. so the gossip was about mingi.

it was san, "you know he deserved it, milo told me he saw him with some other girl in a hotel one day,"

Hongjoong : “really? He’s such a fool for doing that to y/n, they definitely deserve better,”

Now, that felt like a very personal jab.

The others express their opinion too, with wooyoung saying he kinda predicted it with the way mingi left you alone that day at hongjoong’s party and yeosang and some others concluding with “what can we do? It’s his life, hopefully, y/n is not hurt a lot,”

he facepalmed. why? why were the fates so fucked? was it possible any of his friends would have your number? would it be weird if he asked for the number of one of friends' ex lovers? god, the amount of bad luck he always seemed to have was astronomical.

Hongjoong called him right after the texts ended.

“You, my friend, have the worst luck in the entire world,”

“Shut up, don’t rub it in,”

he lays down on his bed, tired from the day. It was only 7 pm but he felt like it would be better if he just slept.

“We should have lunch tomorrow, by the way, my treat,”

“We’re not having a pity party for me, joong.”

Just then the doorbell rings. “Wait, hold on, i have a visitor,”

He puts the phone on the shoe rack and walks over to open the door. when he opens, he sees the white bag before he can figure out its you. because you've shielded your face with it.

“Oh shit, shit, shit,”

when you move it out and finally take a look at yunho's face, he takes a minute to register it's you.

and he grabs you into a hug as soon as he realizes. guess his luck isn’t that bad even.

Hongjoong, still on the call and listening over, is concerned for yunho. “Hello? Yunho? Who is that? Yunho??? Answer me? Is someone stabbing you?”

after he realizes he's almost blocking your windpipe and realizes it's rude to just cry in the looby of your apartment complex, he invites you in and properly takes a minute for his emotions to settle down.

Meanwhile, hongjoong has ended the call and resorted to calling again, so yunho can pay attention to his phone.

“Hello?”

“Oh my god, you’re alive,”

“I’m alright.”

And you walk over, looking at the caller ID, decide to introduce yourself, “hey, hongjoong, remember me? You drew my tattoo for me?”

��Yunho, what the fuck, man?”

“Don’t blame him, he didn’t know i was coming. And i stole his address from mingi, at least he was of some use,”

“Woah,” the older man is clearly surprised but then cuts the call after telling you both to not lose this chance and that he will talk to yunho tomorrow.

“So,” yunho says, you’re both in the kitchen, your white bag placed on the counter. “What is this?”

“We never got to have those pancakes,”

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thank you color-request-fest!

hi guys!

thank you so much for five hundred followers! it's actually crazy how much this account has grown over the past two years since i started this account just for fun. i know i don't post as often but anytime i do, i am truly grateful for every like and reblog i get.

to celebrate me hitting five hundred, i am opening up a color fest (?) i don't know how else to word it but basically how it works is this:

send a color + genre/trope + member

for example: sky blue + fluff/childhood friends to lovers + yunho

however there are some rules before you request

i'll only be writing for ateez for this event!

each oneshot will be about 200-1k max just so i can everyone's requests in!

i'll take smut requests just no cnc or omgeaverse stuff

i am in college and have a part time job so i may taken a little long to get to your request so please be patient!

once again thank you guys so much for supporting me! i appreciate and love all of you! :]

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🫶🏻🪞 ʾ ｡ﾟ

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𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬

please link this post somewhere where people can see the original :-)

—————— ♡

blush— are you single, taken, crushing, or not interested? or is it complicated?

ballet slipper— with only one word, describe how you feel at this moment

rose quartz— what’s your love language (romantic or platonic)?

watermelon— have you ever had to reject anyone romantically? how did it go?

fuchsia— describe your personality in three words!

rose— do you believe in soulmates? why or why not?

coral— what’s something you’re passionate about?

carnation— how important are “looks” to you in a relationship?

blossom— would you get a tattoo? if so, what would it be of?

salmon— would you prefer a partner who is an introvert or an extrovert? why?

pastel pink— do you prefer to dress up and go out or stay in and relax?

bubblegum— how do you feel about your love life right now? are you happy with it?

champagne— what’s your favorite form of physical affection, if any at all?

hibiscus— what’s your favorite pet name, if any? why?

hot pink— what’s your favorite relationship trope?

flamingo— would you say you’re clingy in relationships and friendships?

cherry pink— when it comes to loved ones, are you openly affectionate or are you more reserved?

peach syrup— have you ever had an internet crush on a mutual on this app or another app?

pink magnolia— would you say that you develop crushes quickly?

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ateez- meeting s/o after tour

genre: fluff

cw: none that i’m aware

summary: ateez members seeing their s/o after they come back from their tour activities.

disclaimer: this is a work of fiction based on my personal view of the members with no intention on being rude.

members under the cut

seonghwa missed you a lot but first things first, he takes a shower, changes to more comfortable clothes. then he takes all the time of the word to hug you close while telling you how much he missed you and ends up crying because it was a lot, and he makes you cry too. he wants to cook a yummy meal for both but you won’t let him since he’s really tired form the trip. in the kitchen you cook his favourite meal while listening to the tour stories seonghwa it’s telling you. holds your hand while eating because he wants to feel you close and ask lots of questions about your life: school, family, friends. he wants to know everything he missed.

hongjoong had you wanting at the airpot because you were scared he would go to the studio as soon as the plane landed. when he saw you there, ready to drive you both home he almost started crying but waited until you were in a private place, there he gave you hugs and kisses until he felt they were enough. the way home it’s silent but not uncomfortable, he takes a shower and you offer to take a nap together because he looks too tired and that’s what you do, he missed sleeping with your arms around him so doing it again was the best feeling in the world. when you both wake up it’s time to put each other to day, with all the details you can, still cuddling on bed.

yunho missed you so much that he asked you to stay at the dorms with him for some days, and you did. by the time he arrived form the airport you were already settled in. he hug you and didn’t wanted to let go, so you had to ask him to take a shower and walk him to the bathroom, after that he lets you speak first because he wants to know everything that he missed, and also because he wanted to take his time speaking without making you feel bad. when it’s his time shows you lots of pictures from the different places he went and then gave you the gifts he bought for you and they were some because he wanted to buy anything that remind him of you and tells you the stories behind them.

yeosang told you to go to the dorms the day after he arrived, he wanted to have the first day to rest and settle back in his room and be fully rested when its time for the both of you. big smile in his face form the moment he got your message saying you were on your way. lots of hugs and “i love you” from the moment he saw you, and even more when he notice you brought food with you. while eating he gives you all the gifts he bought, telling you all the stories around them and how much he missed you while walking through the cities, gets shy by the time he stops talking but you know that he really mean it so you start telling him how much you missed him.

san doesn’t wants to let go from te moment he sees you. lots go hugs, kisses, cuddles and physical touch. shows you pictures of the trip and recordings of the presentations because he wanted to hear your compliments, he missed them so much. hears to everything you have to say about your life and congratulates you for your accomplishments, even if they were small ones, gives you comforting words if you need them, and makes you move to the dorm for at least a week because he missed you so much he needs to have you physically close for a long time before he has to return to his regular activities.

mingi missed you so much that he literally cries the moment he saw you at the airport. hugs you so hard for so long because he doesn’t wants to let go and in a way he doesn’t: holds your hands all the way to your place. he’s just too exited and feels like that’s not real so your hand it’s a constant remainder that it is. mingi takes a shower at your place while you’re cooking because he missed home made meals and you knew it. when he’s done he starts telling you all kind of tour stories because he’s too exited to stop talking and you listen even thought he told you some of those stories back in the video call days. then it’s nap time with you between his arms and after he wakes up it’s time for all the gifts he bought you.

wooyoung it’s a clingy baby that wanted to waste no time, so as soon as he leaves the airport he’s on the way to your home. but by the time he arrives you’re still at class so he makes himself comfortable, getting energy to be ready to speak non stop when you arrive home. you arrive with his favourite take out because you knew he was craving it and you were too hungry to cook, but meal time it’s everything but silent, wooyoung starts speaking by telling you how much he missed you, how thankful he is for the food and then all the stories he remembers form tour. then it’s cuddle time, he can’t take his hands out of you or he sulks, listen to all of your stories with a big smile.

jongho didn’t expected that you’ll be at the airport, waiting for him to go home because you told him that you were going to be busy that day and it was true, but you got out earlier and wanted to surprise him, and he was surprised, but he wasn’t ready to go with you, so you both ended in the dorms but his big gummy smile can’t leave his face, lots of cuddles because he missed how it felt to have you close. listen to all you have to say with his full attention and tells you how happy he is to be with you again before he starts telling all the stories form tour he could remember all while he was holding you close and leaving small kisses on your head from time to time.

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ׅ⚓̸ ֶָ֪ ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵒʳ ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ !! ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵖᵒˢᵗ

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ateez- meeting s/o after tour

genre: fluff

cw: none that i’m aware

summary: ateez members seeing their s/o after they come back from their tour activities.

disclaimer: this is a work of fiction based on my personal view of the members with no intention on being rude.

members under the cut

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ㅤ(ˊ‸ ˋ )).. mmmh ' 💮

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Hello! I'd like to ask you something. How can I learn and use these opposite, conjuct and square things?

Thank u in advance 🔥❤️

hello 💓

this is a very interesting question!

oppositions

oppositions create a push and pull energy; there's a swing here to find balance. but, even though they're opposites, these two have something in common: they have the same quality aka modality.

e.g: gemini and sagittarius. one is a fire sign and the other is an air sign... however, these two signs are changeable and they share the same traits, such as being outgoing, social, curious and being thirsty for knowledge. even if they're different, opposite planets complement each other in some way!

I know that oppositions are considered as a challenging aspect... BUT it's not as tense as square aspects 💀 the "adventage" of having opposite aspects is that, even if there's two different forces playing in your chart, they both want to achieve the same thing but in different ways. you just have to decide which one you should listen the most in different situations of your life. you'll come to your own understanding of the oppositions from living with them!

conjunctions

conjunctions are thought to be the strongest type of aspect in astrology, since they blend to really emphasize key personality traits. the effects of combining two planets' energies usually have positive results... but it also depends on which planets are making this aspect, cause there can be some not so lovely combinations lol. that's why planet combinations are important, cause planets' positive and negative qualities get amplified!

e.g: having sun conjunct mercury affects your self-esteem and communication, so your ego and mind are on the same page. this conjunction can make you a powerful communicator.

however, if you have, for e.g. mars conjunct uranus, this will make you very unpredictable and you can have some volatile behaviors.

I think that, if you have some oppositions or even some squares can help you balance that energy. look if those conjunct planets are also making other aspects to other planets, maybe they can balance them!

squares

squares suggest conflict and tension between two planets that are in the same modality, meaning that each has to put some effort to meet the other halfway.

e.g: moon square mercury. with this aspect, it can be hard to communicate your emotions.

there's a tendency with square aspects to avoid making big decisions... but there will come a point in time when the squares will push you into a situation where change is inevitable. when this happens, you need to examine all the good and bad things about the situation and then think about the best possible outcome.

planets that square each other will take a lot more time to find achievement in those areas. however, the hard work of the struggle tends to pay off in the end as the two come together. this won’t be a harmonious integration, but rather a tough adjustment. I feel that having lots of squares will also make you more self-reflecting!

hope this helps 💞

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❤️‍🔥Planets/asteroids in synastry ❤️‍🔥

SUN: possessiveness

MOON: romance

MERCURY: declaration of love

VENUS: affection

MARS: pampering your partner with gifts

JUPITER: domination, control and jealousy

SATURN: erotic temptation

URANUS: sexual attraction

NEPTUNE: sexual fantasies

PLUTO: worshipping your partner

CHIRON: sacrificial love

PROSERPINA (#26): attachment to your partner, co-dependent relationship

NORTH NODE: playfulness and friendship

SOUTH NODE: partner being your muse and inspiring you to become a better person

CERES (#1): playing the role of the partner's parent and helping him to get on his feet

PALLAS (#2): spoiling your partner and paying for him

JUNO (#3): to be faithful to your partner and asking to create a family with him

VESTA (#4): sense of service to your partner

BLACK MOON LILITH (#h13): seducing your partner and leaving him with a desire to see you again, your best sex in life 🤭

WHITE MOON SELENA (#h56): seeing your partner as the perfect parent for your children

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Mars signs (Part 1)

Mars talks about our anger, our willpower, our sexual nature, our energy, our strength. This planet is ruled by Aries, which means that this planet has the same characteristics as this sign. Mars tell us how we invest, project and use our energy.

Part 2 [coming soon]

𝓐𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼

Idols from left to right: HyunA / Sanha from ASTRO / Solji former EXID member.

People with Mars in Aries are impulsive, direct and spontaneous. It's easy to make them angry but their anger doesn't last long. These individuals do not hold grudges or resentment. They get restless if life becomes predictable as they like challenges. When these people pay attention to their instinct, they make good decisions and get things done quickly. Mars in Aries are natural, courageous leaders who don't give up easily. They are daring and very flirtatious and always leave you wanting more... but you never know exactly what they want from you 😭. These people are very physical, so they tend to have s3x before formalizing a relationship. In fact, they find it hard to keep up with a relationship; having a long-term relationship is very difficult for them. They also have a strong libido and enjoy persuasion, but if the other person gives in too easily, they can lose interest. Mars in Aries does not like indecisive and complicated people, since they are the opposite. These individuals are impatient, straightforward, energetic, playful and very passionate. They seek to do great things but often don't take the time to prepare them LMAO. They give all of them until they have nothing more to give. They don't like to be stopped by anyone and find it difficult to control themselves. They are impatient and very competitive.

𝓣𝓪𝓾𝓻𝓾𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼

→ ᴼʳ ᴹᵃʳˢ⁻ᵛᵉᶰᵘˢ ᵃˢᵖᵉᶜᵗˢ

Idols from left to right: Karina from aespa / New from THE BOYZ / E:U from EVERGLOW.

Mars in Taurus focus on their goals and take their time to work on them. These individuals are calm, but can become annoyed when provoked. It's hard to get them to change their minds; adaptability is not their thing. They also don't like to be rushed, as I said, they like to take their time. People with Mars in Taurus are practical, trustworthy and very jealous, even if it may not seem like it. In a relationship, they are usually quite conventional and straightforward. They are emotionally stable and loyal af. S3x is also very important to them and they can have a very difficult time if they don't do it for a long time… they see it as something necessary like breathing or eating. They need a partner who is willing to relax and enjoy their time together. Mars in Taurus prefers to go with the flow. They excel at anything that requires dedication and discipline, and they don't like to get involved in more projects than they can handle. Feeling financially secure is also considered very important with this placement.

𝓖𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼

→ ᴼʳ ᴹᵃʳˢ⁻ᴹᵉʳᶜᵘʳʸ ᵃˢᵖᵉᶜᵗˢ

Idols from left to right: Onda from EVERGLOW / Yedam from TREASURE / Haechan from NCT.

These individuals tend to get bored easily, so they need a frequent change of pace. In fact, people who have Mars in Gemini thrive in busy and energetic environments. These people are restless, but adaptable to the environment that surrounds them. They tend to talk a lot and are good debaters; their mind is critical and very active. Mars in Gemini are always seeking for new adventures. They are very sociable, but prefer to have many acquaintances rather than having a deep friendship. These people can get involved in a large number of projects at the same time. They are good with their hands and can, for example, play a musical instrument and be very good at playing video games! They are sarcastic and not known for their practicality lol. Mars in Gemini also like to try new things in bed! They will always try anything at least once, no matter how weird it is. Erotic literature and dirty talk are some of the things that they definitely love. Romantic relationships can also be quite superficial and they love to flirt. If you want to win their hearts there has to be a lot of mental stimulation in your connection.

𝓒𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼

→ ᴼʳ ᴹᵃʳˢ⁻ᴹᵒᵒᶰ ᵃˢᵖᵉᶜᵗˢ

Idols from left to right: Jinyoung from GOT7 / Aisha from EVERGLOW / Chen from EXO.

These people are passive-aggressive and prefer peaceful solutions when conflicts arises. They are tenacious and strong, even if many don't believe it. Mars in Cancer prefer to feel safe and well prepared before doing something. Indifference hurts them so much, since they are too sensitive. These individuals are trustworthy and protective of their loved ones. They can be manipulative, argumentative and usually have a very good memory. They are not very assertive or demanding, and prefer to work on their own when they are in control. Mars in Cancer is in tune with their own wants and needs. As I said earlier, they are very sentimental and their emotions can become so intense that they tend to repress them. Being objective can be very difficult for them, and they tend to make decisions based on their mood at the time, which they may later regret. For these individuals, s3x and love go hand in hand. They are very sensual people and want to find a partner they really love; they need a lot of romance and affection. They are not very open-minded, but they do their best to please their partners. They are very traditional lovers, although there are some who need to sleep with many people to feel loved... The idea of having a baby can be very attractive to them. In bed, they are not very expressive about their wants or needs, they want their partner to discover what they like. They are loyal af and expect the same in return.

𝓛𝓮𝓸 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼

→ ᴼʳ ᴹᵃʳˢ⁻ˢᵘᶰ ᵃˢᵖᵉᶜᵗˢ

Idols from left to right: Johnny from NCT 127 / Suzy former Miss A member / Wheein from MAMAMOO.

Mars in Leo wants to make a lasting impression on other people. These people are passionate, idealistic, playful and very ambitious; they want to be someone and follow their heart. They radiate authority and a lot of magnetism. They don't like disloyal and closed-minded people. They always defend their principles and are very confident. They have a lot of vitality, physical energy and are also usually very dramatic lol. Mars in Leo makes excellent leaders who are willing to succeed in whatever they do. They can be quite domineering with their own opinions, but they have a great sense of humor and are very warm. They are affectionate, romantic and faithful people who like to be the center of attention both in bed and in other areas of life. These individuals are friendly, exuberant and a bit impulsive LMAO. In relationships, they are affectionate and demonstrative, and although they pay attention to their partner, their main concern is their own enjoyment. They may become possessive or jealous, but may try to hide it. Mars in Leo wants to be happy and have a romantic and fun relationship.

𝓥𝓲𝓻𝓰𝓸 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼

→ ᴼʳ ᴹᵃʳˢ⁻ᴹᵉʳᶜᵘʳʸ ᵃˢᵖᵉᶜᵗˢ

Idols from left to right: Yangyang from WayV / Yves from LOONA / Jongho from ATEEZ.

Mars in Virgo are practical and disciplined. They can be a bit critical and stubborn at times, but they are not usually aggressive. They are often multitaskers and are usually very organized; they are not afraid to work hard. These individuals have nervous energy and get easily impatient. Mars in Virgo are perfectionists and shy, but they are keen to learn and experience new things, so this often helps them overcome any shyness. When it comes to relationships, they are usually subtle, respectful, attentive, but devoted. They don't like one night stands or casual s3x and although they have a healthy attitude towards it, they are often very insecure :( They need to feel loved and useful 🥺. They like to help others, which is why they may prefer to have a partner who has imperfections so they can care for and nurture them. They also generally like people who go through life unnoticed. Mars in Virgo does a lot of little things to make their partner feel appreciated and loved.

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in the quiet spaces (c.s)

summary: a quiet morning snowed in at the cabin with san ❄

prompt: Good evening :) could I please request soft sleepy winter morning san/reader? 🎶

note: 18+ content, minors DNI. // this fic fully got away from me so please enjoy the most tooth rotting rom-com fluff i've ever written. i'm also a big believer that san deserves more fluffy fics, this man is a sweetheart and too husband material

warnings: idol!san, fem!reader, established relationship, soft sex, quiet sex, sleepy fooling around, stupidly romantic idiots in love. please let me know if I missed any.

pairings: choi san x reader

genre: idol x non idol, self insert, extremely fluffy fluff with some smut 💍

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The first thing you notice when you open your eyes is that you can see your breath, a fog spreading out around you in the low early morning light that leaks in through the frosty cabin windows. Your nose is cold, freezing in fact, and you duck your head down into the scratchy comforter to try and get warm. You shiver, scooting back closer to the center of the bed and the source of your warmth in the mornings.

Behind you, San shifts under the blankets and groans at the way you’re jostling him awake, and he rolls towards you, throwing an arm around you tightly and dragging you back into his chest.

“Shh,” his tone is thick with sleep, and he snuggles his face down into your shoulder.

His bare chest fits comfortably against your back, and it helps with the extreme cold in the cabin, but you’re still exhaling puffs of vapor into the cold air, your teeth chattering. “San,” you murmur, trying to keep quiet since it’s still so early and you don’t want to wake anyone in the other rooms, “Sannie,”

He huffs, digging his face farther into your shoulder, “Go back to sleep,” he grumbles.

“It’s cold,” you explain.

“Mhm,” he hasn’t felt it yet, and it’s not surprising, he’s a heavy sleeper and he runs hot, but the biting chill is too much for you and he’s too wrapped around you for you to get up and deal with it yourself.

“Sannie, baby,” you nudge him softly with your arm, “our heater turned off.”

“Oh,” he reaches and grabs more of the comforter and drags it up over you as if that would solve the serious drop in temperature you’re experiencing.

“Let me up,” you whisper, trying to peel one of his arms off from its locked position around your middle.

“What?” he shifts, his head raised just an inch or two off his pillow.

“I’ll come right back,” you murmur, “but I’m freezing, the heat’s off,”

He doesn’t move an inch, but you watch him blink hard to clear his bleary eyes. He drops a warm kiss to your shoulder sighs across your goose flesh, “I can think of a way to warm you up,”

You huff a laugh, “You’re barely conscious and you’re still hitting on me?”

“Always,” he kisses your shoulder again, “I’m always hitting on you.”

You relax into his arms, pulling the comforter over your heads and twisting under the covers to face him, slot your legs together and burrow into his warm chest. When your fingers tuck against his sides, and your cold nose hits him, he hisses, “You’re freezing!”

“That’s what I’ve been saying,” you laugh.

He runs his hands up and down your back quickly, trying to create some fiction, “Come here,” He blows warm air across your knuckles, cups you close and tries to let some of his body heat seep into your cold bones.

You shiver as the cold starts to fall away and sigh, “That’s nice,”

“I’m going to check the heater,” he kisses the top of your head, “I’ll be back,”

You bite your tongue to stop from laughing when you hear the little surprised noise leave him when his bare feet hit the cold floor. Pulling yourself up, you pop the top of your head out of the covers and watch as he grabs a sweatshirt off the chair in the corner and yanks it over his head before tossing you your favorite one from your open suitcase.

“Thanks,” you whisper.

“Mhm,” he runs his hands up and down his arms, kicking on a pair of slippers and shuffling across the room.

You can’t quite seem him clearly all the way across the room in the extremely dim, bluish morning light, but you hear as he clicks the controls on the space heater and then checks the outlet. “The breaker blew,” he sighs, “I’m going to have to reset it.”

“Here,” you grab his phone off the nightstand and click on the flashlight before passing it over to him.

He throws on a pair of sweats and blows hot air into his own cupped hands, “Five minutes,” he tells you and quietly slips into the hallway.

You take the moment to pull the sweatshirt on, snuggling into the plush interior immediately and yanking the sleeves down over your icy cold hands. You had fallen asleep in nothing but a pair of underwear and a tank top, and you rub your bare legs together under the blankets to try and warm up. The cabin is so quiet this early in the morning, but the structure is older, and you lay quietly as you listen to the house breath, it’s bones audibly aching in the winter wind. The snow outside had picked up overnight you can see, and the trees are covered in icy white.

The sound of footsteps in the hall brings you back and you watch as San slips back in and shuts your door. “Reset,” he tells you, and then he raises a bag in his hands that you can just make out in the low light, “I’ll get a fire going too,”

“Let me help,” you start to push the covers off yourself despite the chill.

“No, no,” he gestures for you to stay in bed, “it’ll only take a minute. Keep the bed warm for me,”

You settle back and watch as he tries the switch on the space heater again, only this time you hear the steady thrum as it turns on and the sound of oil bubbling and crackling tells you that the breaker was thankfully the only problem. He starts the fire quickly and shockingly efficiently, the fireplace in your bedroom already used a few times before so he’s familiar with it.

It takes him a few minutes to stoke up the flames, but soon there’s a crackling orange glow about the room and a radiating warmth filling the space. He brushes his hands off on his sweats before holding them in front of the flames for a few moments, warming up his skin. When he crawls back into bed with you and pulls you close, his hands are deliciously hot from the fire and you hum pleasantly, curling into his embrace.

“Here,” he runs his hand down the length of your back and then over the swell of your backside, holding you close, “better?”

“Mhm,” you nod into his warm neck, “much.”

You lie quietly like this for a while, soaking up each other’s warmth, but when you shift in his arms and he realizes you’re still awake he murmurs, “What time is it?”

“Around five I think,” you guess just judging from the time you woke.

He groans, “that’s too early,”

“Let’s go back to sleep then,” you suggest.

“I don’t know if I can,” he admits.

“Then hold me until I fall back asleep,” you tease, nuzzling your cheek into his shoulder and closing your eyes again.

“Mm,” he sighs deep, and you let the sensation of his fingers stroking your hair and the steady rise and fall of his chest bring you closer and closer to drifting off.

“Hey,” he murmurs, and you make a small noise to indicate you’re listening, “thank you for coming.”

“To the cabin?” you stretch, extricating yourself from his arms now that it’s clear you won’t be falling back asleep either.

“Yeah,” he catches your hand in his and squeezes it softly, “it means a lot that you’re here.”

You actually enjoy spending time with San’s family, but a long weekend away in the mountains was something a step further than the dinners and holidays that you’d spent with them before. It feels more permanent, like you’re considered a fixture in San’s life now, a necessary piece. “I’m happy to be here,” you tell him softly, kissing him gently and brushing your hand along his cheek.

He sighs against your lips, “I love you,”

“I love you too,”

San pulls you closer again, intertwining your legs again and resting his lips against the top of your head. It feels like he might be settling enough that you could get another hour or two of rest, until you feel him shift against you.

You feel a twitch against your thigh, and San shifts his hips just slightly which allows you to confirm your suspicions. When you tighten your fingers on his chest, he rolls his hips softly against you and his lips shift to your forehead.

You sigh pleasantly, feeling your body already coming alive and responding to him, and he chuckles against your skin, “I thought you wanted to go back to sleep, jagiya,”

“Oh, shut up,” you shift, bringing your mouth to his and pressing you both into a lazy early morning kiss.

He’s fairly insatiable, but it had been several days since you had found any time to properly be together. Your schedules were mismatched recently, and even on this brief respite vacation you were so busy with his family during the day that you both collapsed into sleep at the end of every night. His kisses, firm and tender, are enough to spike arousal through you and have your muscles twitching in anticipation.

San rolls you onto your back and hovers over you, one hand on your jaw to stroke your skin softly as he kisses you. His tongue catches yours, his breath warm on your skin, and he moves to peck your lips a few times gently before he pulls back and looks down at you. “We’ll have to be quiet,” he whispers, you’re both painfully aware that his parents are only a few rooms down the hall, and his sister Haneul and her partner share the far wall.

You nod and smile up at him, “That’s okay,”

San slips a hand under the comforter and presses it between your thighs, sliding open your legs, “You know,” he murmurs quietly, “I’ve never had sex here,”

“The cabin?” Your eyebrows raise.

“I’ve never brought anyone here before,” he says softly, and his fingers dip under the edge of your underwear.

You stifle a little gasp at the sensation and focus on his words, “Never?”

He shakes his head, his middle finger slipping down between your folds and over your already sensitive clit.

“Why?” you ask, but at the roll of his fingers against your bud you press your mouth shut and exhale low and steady to keep from making a sound.

He shrugs and kisses your face, your lips, your jaw, the length of your neck. His fingers are soft but measured, he’s learned exactly what pace you like and when, and he’s practiced at making you come now. When your hand lands on his back and grips onto his sweatshirt he knows you’re ready and he pushes two fingers deep inside you, your underwear straining off your hips and over the back of his knuckles.

You’re wet and ready for him, but the stretch of his fingers still has you whimpering, and you press your face into his shoulder, holding your eyes tightly shut. His fingers work in and out of you at a steady rocking pace, and you gently press your hips up to meet his thrusts. San shifts and flicks your nub again, circling it softly, and the combination of sensations has you biting your lip to keep from making a sound. When the heat curls perfectly inside you, and you rush up to the peak, a soft choked moan escapes your lips and San shakes his head.

“No, no,” he whispers, “you have to stay quiet,”

You nod, gripping onto him again, and he speeds up the thrusts of his fingers inside you. A tiny pant leaves you, and your mouth falls open, your head rolling back as you let the soft crest of your orgasm wash over you.

Pushing his hand away, you settle back into the covers and breathe slowly, steadying yourself after having to silently ride out your first release. San chuckles at you from his position propped up on his elbow, his other hand warm and low on your belly. His fingers stroke soft little circles into your bare skin, “Good?”

You nod, craning up to kiss him.

The comforter has fallen down to your waists now, the chill of the room no longer an issue with the steady fire in the hearth and the space heater. With a sated exhale, you look out the window over San’s shoulder, “Look at all that snow,” you murmur and San turns in bed to follow your gaze.

“Mm,” he sighs, “the storm turned.”

“You think the roads will be clear by tomorrow afternoon?” You ask.

“Doubtful,” he shakes his head, “we’re probably going to be stuck here another day or two.”

You’re quiet for a few minutes, watching the soft snow outside now that the morning light is breaking through the trees, but eventually San shifts his attention back to you and before you know it he’s sliding your panties down your legs.

“Okay,” he whispers, sliding himself over you and between your legs, his boxers already discarded, “you’re too beautiful, I need you,”

No matter how many times he says things like this, it still shoots a blush up your cheeks. You open your legs a little wider, rocking your hips back into the right position, “Have me then,” you whisper back.

The head of his cock nudges your slit, and he reaches between you to position himself correctly, teasingly dragging his cock over your clit before he starts to press inside you. The glow of the fire and the increase of sunlight illuminates the room better than before, and you can see San’s small, pleased smile as he sinks into you.

Once fully seated inside you, he takes a moment, slipping a hand under your sweatshirt and pushing it up over your head to toss it back off to the side. His warm hand cups one of them softly, his thumb flicking over your nipple and he feels it harden under his touches. You’re so eager for him to move his hips, but he merely lowers down and catches your nipple between his lips, sucking it gently and swirling his tongue around the peak.

You thrust your hips up softly, shifting him inside you and pressing him in a little further, circling your hips on his to create some friction on your clit. He sighs above you, his breath hot against your skin, and finally he pulls back and presses forwards, the sensation of him inside your tight walls and his tongue against your nipple connecting in a sharp line of pleasure.

When he thrusts again, the bed creaks loud and he pauses, his mouth coming away from you with a soft pop. “Oh,”

“It’s fine,” you whisper, bringing your hands to his backside and pulling him further into you, circling your hips again.

He rocks his hips slowly, and you sigh as you work your hips against him, reaching to drag him into a kiss. When he ups the intensity again though and the bed creaks loudly once more, he stops. “This bed is old,” he explains, as if you don’t already realize what the problem is.

“San,” you shift beneath him to get into a more comfortable position flat on your back and drag him down with you, “just go slow, but please don’t stop,”

He looks back down at you, remembering himself and smiles, kissing you softly and sinking lower onto you. His forearms rest on either side of you, his nose nuzzling your cheek and he lets his body relax over you without putting down his full weight. You turn your head towards him and meet his mouth eagerly, and you spend time here making out like teenagers in love, his hands in your hair, little gasps shared between you. Your hand holds onto his tense upper arm, sliding over the muscles of his biceps, down over his forearms. You love the way he holds you, desperate and tender.

One of his hands comes to rest on your bare hip, pressing you up against him and you circle your hips, grinding yourself up against the firm plane of his lower abdominal muscles. San breaks the kiss, his head lolling down onto the pillow next to you as you roll your hips against him, silently seeking any amount of friction possible, and he hums pleasantly in your ear, “I love the way you feel,” he murmurs.

You stifle a little pant as he presses down with his hips a little more firmly, and when you catch his eyes again you see how suddenly hungry and blown wide they are. He laces a hand in your hair, kissing you again and then dipping to the hollow of your ear, “Do you know how sweet you feel around me, jagiya?”

Your muscles clench and you swear you feel a renewed rush of wetness between your thighs at his words, his low tone whispering hot against your ear, “Sannie,” you manage.

“Shh, shh,” he starts to pump his hips then, little thrusts that don’t shake the bed too much, but the position rocks him deliciously against your clit and sends a chill through you. He teeth catch your earlobe softly and he nips at you, “always so wet for me,” he kisses your throat, tongue lapping at your pulse point, “always so tight for me,” he shifts lower and licks a stripe up your neck.

A louder gasp leaves you, and you try your best to suppress the moan in your throat, but a little shocked groan of pleasure bubbles out of you. San’s hand shifts from your hair to cover your mouth and you can see that he’s watching you, your eyes going wide and rolling back at the way he holds you.

“Be good, baby,” he croons, his voice still low.

Pleasure is knotting inside you, heat flooding you, and his whispered words in your ears combined with the steady pressure of his hard length inside you has you gripping onto him, falling apart at the seams. He always seems to know what you need, to know your body better than you know it yourself, and he wants nothing more than to please you.

He picks up the pace of his thrusts and you see that his eyes are pressed closed as he drives into you, but the creaking of the bed echoes through the room again and he stops, snapping his hips down once and burying himself deep. “Fuck,” he shakes his head and you whine against his hand, “come here, let’s try this,” He cradles you and rolls over, his cock never leaving you as he repositions you above him.

You sigh into his chest, “I liked that though,”

He pouts a little up at you, his hands pushing you into a sitting position perched on his hips, “I know baby, but let me see you,”

You’ve never been fully comfortable like this, on display for him despite the intoxicating feeling of him filling you perfectly from this angle. You prefer him above you, behind you, next to you, but not beneath you quite like this. You rock back the way he wants you, your arms gently crossing over your exposed chest.

“Hey, hey,” he shakes his head, “don’t hide,”

You didn’t even realize you were, but when he pulls your arms away from yourself and tries to direct you to place your hands squarely in the center of his chest, you feel suddenly very exposed. He reaches up and cups your cheek in his warm palm, “What’s going on?”

“It’s nothing,” you whisper back, shaking your head.

“y/n,” his thumb strokes your cheek, “don’t be shy, not with me.”

“I’m sorry,”

He shakes his head again, pulling you down to settle against his chest so he can wrap his arms around you, “Don’t be sorry,”

You kiss him, nodding against him, but he breaks away and catches your eyes again, “Do I not tell you enough? You’re… god, sweetheart you’re so beautiful. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and I love you, I love every inch of you,”

“I know,” you smile softly, and you do know. He always tells you, but sometimes it takes a moment for him to remind you.

“You do?”

“I do, I promise,” you kiss him, “I just got a little self conscious all of a sudden.”

“That’s okay,” he strokes your back, “you’re okay,”

He kneads the soft flesh of your thighs, sweeping his hands up your sides and cupping your jaw again as you kiss, your body melting into his, and when you sigh pleasantly against him and his cock twitches inside you, he groans quietly against your lips.

“Let me see you,” he urges, pushing you back up into a sitting position, only this time you’re feeling a little bolder. His hand stays warmly on the center of your chest, acting as a bit of a balance point, and you reposition your legs to brace under yourself a little better. You drag yourself up and drop yourself down on him, the bed not making a sound.

“Thank god,” he pants and grips your hips.

“Shh,” you tease, turning his little shushes around on him, and you bounce up and down on him again.

The bed stays quiet, so you plant your hands on the center of his chest and lean forwards, the perfect angle to bounce and roll your hips faster, creating perfect friction. San drops his head back and swallows a groan, his hands tightening on you and he exhales low and controlled.

It’s the quietest sex you’ve ever had, both of you hyper aware of any little noise the bed might make, but quickly you start to lose yourself at the sensation of him filling you just right, his stiff length stretching you perfectly, brushing the sweet spot inside you.

You shake the hair over your shoulder with a flick of your head, your thighs burning at the controlled use of your muscles, but you can’t stop, a sheen of sweat breaking out across your chest, biting down on your lip to keep from crying out at the way he connects perfectly inside you.

His hand slides from between your breasts over the soft plane of your stomach, his thumb slipping just low enough to press against your clit again. His touch sends sparks up your spine and you shudder out a breathy exhale, trying desperately to to make a sound.

“Come on,” he murmurs, “there you go,”

Your body locks up at the sudden crest of your orgasm, the sharp snap of pleasure inside you has you spinning and when a gentle whine slips out of your mouth, he reaches up and grabs you, bringing you down to his chest suddenly and locking your mouths together. He holds you steady with his hands on your hips while your body locks up around him, planting his feet on the mattress to let him thrust his hips up into you and bring you through your pleasure.

You whimper against his mouth, but he holds you tightly to him, swallowing all your little sounds with his kiss. You break away to suck in a breath, and he holds you tight to him, sweat slick and needy as he quietly ruts up into your wet core. He’s close, you can see it in his eyes, the way his mouth hangs open pleasantly while he watches you, and you tense your channel walls around him.

You know you should move, slide off and let him come across your skin or take him salty and quick down your throat, but with the way he’s looking at you, you don’t want to move an inch. He taps your hip, telling you that you have to move, but the feeling of him is heady, like being drunk, and you want nothing more than to keep him inside you. When you don’t immediately slide off you watch his brow furrow and his hips stutter, “You have to move,” he manages, and your brain snaps back to reality.

You push up and off him, coming to his side immediately and take his cock in your hand. You pump it steadily, your leftover wet slick providing the perfect lubricant as you roll your wrist and work his thick length from base to tip.

“Sannie,” you whisper, your hand never stilling, “where do you want to come?”

He changes his mind often, and he’s not picky, he loves the pretty picture of you covered in him, but he doesn’t answer you, merely maneuvers you the way he wants you. His hand shoves yours away and he replaces it with his own, shushing you as he pushes you down on your back and drags your legs back open. He kneels between them, fisting his cock and working it frantically, his mouth open and brow tight, sweat across his forehead and the smooth skin of his chest.

When he comes, it’s fast and hot, collapsing over you with his free hand on the mattress by your hip. His warm release spreads in white ropes across your stomach, the tip of his cock resting on your mound as he breaths through the dizzy pleasure of his orgasm. His face is flushed, perfectly pink from his chest to cheeks, and you smile up at him, reaching to rest your hand on top of his.

“That was,” you start to say, but he cuts you off, his head still hanging as he recovers.

“We should get married,”

The words hang between you, and your eyes widen. There was a certain truth to post-orgasm clarity, but his words are startling and you don’t know if you even heard him right. The tiny question leaves your lips and is barely audible, “what?”

“We should,” he sighs and rocks back to a kneeling position, running a hand through his damp hair, “I mean, I love you. Let’s get married.”

You push yourself up, immediately climbing out of bed. You have to get cleaned up, you’re a shaky mess, and you might start crying if you keep looking at him. You grab a towel, cleaning yourself up and getting your robe off the back of the door to wrap around yourself.

When you turn back around, San has pulled on a pair of boxers and a thin white t-shirt and he’s looking at you expectantly, “What do you think?”

“I think I really didn’t expect to be asked like that,” You tell him, and when he doesn’t seem to understand why you’re hesitating, why you’re six feet across the room with your arms crossed, you clarify it for him. “Like an afterthought,”

He’s quiet, digesting your words and he sits back down on the bed before saying, “Look in my suitcase, in the inner zippered pocket.”

“What?”

“Just…” he sighs, “please, trust me.”

You’ve never been mad at him before, not really, but right now you don’t know how you feel. You tuck your hair behind your ears and reach into his suitcase, rooting around to find the right pocket before you unzip it and push your hand down into it. “There’s nothing in here,” you tell him when your fingers find nothing but liner and involuntarily tears start to flood up into your eyes.

“Wait, what?” He jumps up, heading for you immediately, reaching into the suitcase to check for himself.

You back away, leaving him to look for whatever it is, and return to the bed, sitting back against the headboard with your arms crossed, biting your lip to keep from crying.

“Oh my God,” he sighs, his shoulders dropping in relief, “you were in the wrong pocket,”

“San, I really don’t know what this has to do with you asking me to marry you completely out of the blue, but I,” your words die in your throat instantly.

San holds up a small red velvet box, his free hand over his heart now that he knows he didn’t just lose something so precious. “I’m an idiot,” he says, “and I shouldn’t have asked you like that, I had a whole plan, I swear I did.”

He crosses the room, sitting on the edge of the bed with one leg hitched up so he can face you, and he places the ring box on your thigh. You can barely breathe, but he continues, “I’ve been carrying it around for a long time, and I could never figure out how to ask you, but tomorrow I was going to take you up to the lake in the morning and ask you there, properly.”

“San,” you manage, your fingertips connecting with the edge of the box, but your hands are a little shaky and you don’t know if you can open it.

He takes your hand in his, squeezing it softly, “I’m sorry,” he says, his voice low and earnest, “it felt right in the moment, but it isn’t out of the blue. I’ve had this since last Christmas.”

Almost a year.

Your eyes snap up to his, “Are you kidding?”

He shakes his head, taking the ring box from you and opening it. The box is old, you can see that now from the way the velvet is worn around the hinges, the gold flaking off from the design on the back. It makes a little squeak when it finally settles open and nestled inside you see it. It’s gold, simple and fairly small but lovely and classic. “It’s my grandmothers,” he murmurs.

“Oh,” tears well up in your eyes in earnest now, a few rolling over your cheeks, and you reach out to brush the ring softly with your fingertips.

“I asked my father for it last year,” he rests a hand on your knee.

“We had only been dating,” you think back to last Christmas, how many months had it been? You’re struggling to do the math staring down at the ring.

“Four months,” he answers.

You look back up at him, and his eyes are soft and loving, a smile on his mouth, the ring still in his hand, “I knew immediately,” he says, moving to gently cup your face, “I just wanted to find the right moment, and I wanted you to be sure,”

“Oh my god,” you can’t help the tears, and he wipes a wayward one away with the soft pad of his thumb.

“So tomorrow morning, I’ll take you up to the lake just like I planned,” he shuffles closer to you, “you deserve to be asked properly. You can even pretend to be surprised,”

You smile at his words, the weight of the ring box resting on your knee again.

“But,” he continues, “I don’t think I’ll make it through the day if you don’t give me an answer. So just between us, will you marry me?”

“Yes,” you nod into his palm, reaching for him, “of course, of course I will,”

The smile across his face is wide, energy bubbling in him, and he all but tackles you, kissing you soundly and cuddling you back into bed. He’s laughing and suddenly you are too, the absurdity of the morning and your first almost fight. “I love you so much,” you tell him between kisses, each word punctuated since he won’t stop locking his lips on yours.

“I’m sorry,” he shakes his head against you, “I didn’t mean to upset you,”

“You didn’t,” you kiss him again, “you’re perfect,”

“I’m still taking you to the lake,” he holds you close, his eyes sparkling.

“You don’t have to,” you shake your head, kissing him softly.

“I want to,” he presses.

San reaches behind you for the ring box that was tossed to the side when he tackled you, reopening the box, and he wraps an arm around you, pulling you to rest in the cook of his arm, “Here,” he pulls the ring from the box and takes your left hand, slipping the ring down over your finger.

It fits perfectly, and you can’t stop staring at it in awe, stretching your hand out in front of you and watching as the small diamond catches the morning light, “It’s so beautiful,” you murmur.

“It looks right on you,” he smiles, “but let me put it back and I’ll give it to you tomorrow.”

You bring your hand to your chest and crane your neck to look up at him, “What? No, no, I don’t want to take it off.”

“Jagi,” he teases, nudging you, “I can’t propose with an empty box,”

“Just a little longer,” you press him, and he grins.

“A little longer,” he concedes.

San pulls the blankets up over you both, cocooning you both in the warmth of the bed, and he moves you to spoon, reaching around to hold you close and taking your left hand in his. You admire the ring, and he plays with your fingers, spinning the ring around, his eyes locked at its new home on your finger. You can’t help but imagine a matching wedding band on his hand.

“San,” you murmur, and he sidles closer, “I love you so much,” your voice thick with emotion.

He sighs against your hair, kissing your temple softly and intertwining your fingers, “You’re going to be my wife,”

“You’ll be my husband,” you grin, “I like the sound of that,”

“Mm,” he nuzzles you, content, “my yeobo,”

The endearment spreads warmth through your chest and you kiss the warm skin of his arm under your cheek, “I like the sound of that too.”

“Yeobo,” he murmurs, and you hear the warmth in his low tone as he moves his position above you to capture your lips, kissing you slow and tender, “My beautiful wife,”

Blush runs through you, dizzy at his words. Your husband. The words echo through your mind, the way you love him is a feeling so thick in your chest you feel like it might burst out of you. “Sannie, let’s just tell people today,” you murmur, “I want everyone to know.”

He shakes his head, “Tomorrow,”

“You asked me,” you nudge him.

“I know,” he sighs, “but tomorrow, for today I just want it to be ours only.”

He’s soft, a romantic, and you can barely believe that twenty minutes ago you were questioning the sincerity of his proposal just because he blurted it out. He’s always been this way, treating you like you were the most precious thing.

“Okay,” you agree, slipping the ring off and tucking it back away into the box, “but after tomorrow, I’m never taking it off.”

“I wouldn’t want you to,” he kisses your temple, taking the box and placing it on the nightstand.

You settle back into his arms, still held in the quiet of the winter snowfall. It’s time to get up, but neither want of you wants to leave the bed and leave each other’s touch. With your head resting on his chest, you watch the beginnings of fresh snow drifting down from the hazy morning sky, the sound of the tiny ice particles collecting on the windows again. You take comfort in the rising and falling of his chest with steady breath, the thump of his heart against your cheek, his fingers softly stroking patterns into your skin. You rest with him, and he rests with you. Here, in this small corner of the morning, you belong only to each other.

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