park seonghwa is the type to go down on you if you’re getting on his nerves

hwa and joong besties= yes but dry

hwa and joong strained ex-besties in fantasy aus with fundamentally different viewpoints on deep topics that give them a magneto and professor x dynamic = panty explosion

and with that said, vampire seonghwaseducingimmortal hunter hongjoong’s gf bc of their longstanding rivalry

mutant hwaandmutant joong not willing to let the same woman go so they both must be with her on her terms

human joong bringing ill and lost woman to elf hwa who refuses to help her due to his disdain for most humans

captain joongsendingandroid hwa with linguist specialist to disprove droid hwa’s insistence that humans are prejudice against synthetics.

and so on, do you catch what i’m throwing here?

mafia wooyoung fic where he mistreated his arranged wife until she was kidnapped WHERE DID YOU GO AND WHY CAN’T I FIND YOU AGAIN SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME

11:16pm

Pairing: Jung Yunho × black!fem reader

Genre:Humor

Warnings: not really proofread again lol

yunho’s smile was wide on his face, his eyes down while he tried to reign his excitement in over seeing you with a bouquet of your favorites in hand. your date night had been planned down to the last detail and his heart had been pounding from the second he’d sent his ‘on my way’ text.

but the key you’d given him opened the door to a scene he hadn’t expected.

“look, man, all i’m sayin’ is: y'all can keep it the fuck down– i’m across the damn hall from y'all, all i hear is y'all talkin’ and laughing and shit all night when i’m tryna chill and mind my business!”

you couldn’t believe the gall of this jackass, not even noticing yunho and his fading grin coming in behind you. your cousin hadn’t even been in your apartment a whole week, and he was already on bullshit. all because he had been put on academic probation and your place was closer to the university than your aunt and uncle’s. the dude was living under your roof rent free and had the nerve to complain about what you were doing in your own damn house, and your boyfriend stood in unmeasured awkwardness while you yelled back at him with all of those facts.

“…and you can leave whenever the fuck you want to! i ain’t your damn mama, this is MY house, and yunho is MY motherfuckin’ man, okay?! he could be in here blowing my back out, you don’t pay shit round here so you can take your black ass home or deal with what i do in my spot!”

yunho’s smile turned into pure shock at hearing you say that, and when you finally realized that he was there, he timidly greeted you, handing you your flowers and giving uncomfortable looks to your cousin that he tried to conceal before you both went on your way.

you noticed he was quieter than usual the entire evening, but he insisted that he was fine no matter how much you asked, and you had no choice but to let things be so that your date wouldn’t be even further ruined. but the next day passed, and his behavior was still on your mind. you hadn’t expected a text from mingi to interrupt your thoughts. and when you read it you were only more confused.

mingi: hey

mingi: you know yunho would never hurt you, right?

you answered him immediately, feeling your forehead wrinkle with how confused you were.

you: what???? where is this coming from???

mingi: he said he heard you and your cousin fighting bc he thinks he is treating you bad.

your cheeks grew hot. and you slapped your hands over your face, dropping your phone to the floor in the process. 

is that what he thought you meant by–

“oh god…”

it was at least twenty extra minutes before you could even face your phone screen again.

you: he definitely completely misunderstood what i was saying. 

mingi: really?

mingi: well that’s good

mingi: i’ll tell him

you barely paid attention to any of those texts before messaging yunho in all caps.

WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT RUNNING TO MINGI WITH EVERYTHING THAT I SAY!?!!???!! 

yunho: i know! i’m sorry!

yunho: i was just worried i didn’t know what to do!

you: that isn’t even what i meant! i said blow my back out!

yunho: oh…

yunho: mingi explained.

yunho: i’m sorry.

you sighed. even when he was being dumb, your boy was such a sweetheart. you couldn’t help but forgive him immediately, even a as embarrassed as you were. 

then your phone began buzzing again.

seonghwa: hey, i’m sorry your back is hurt, do you need anything?

hongjoong: i hope you get better soon, mingi just told us!

wooyoung: HOW DID YOU HURT YOUR BACK??;!!!!

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 5K.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

❦ Note: ⚠️Names used here are not related to an Kpop Idol or Korean public figure. This was just inspiration.

HONGJOONG

“Oh, where are you going Hyung?” Asked San when he saw his leader carrying his bag.
“To Y/N. I hadn’t the chance to see her this week.”
“You are working way too much.”
Hongjoong smirked, “if there are no lyrics and composition from me, there’s nothing to sing for you.”
“Have a good night!” Smiled San when he understood that Hongjoong was right.
“That’s what I thought.” He replied. “Don’t wait for me tomorrow.”
Your boyfriend spent his whole week working in his studio. He couldn’t even remember when he made an entire night.
From 7AM to 3AM, he was trying to compose some of the new songs for the upcoming album.
You were comprehensive so you even avoided to text him, or only to remind him to drink water and to eat.
That’s why he felt a bit bad to push aside this whole time. He was decided to make it up to you.
It was too late tonight, but tomorrow he would treat you well.

Just the moment he put his foot out of the van, he spotted your figure at the entrance of your building.
Because of the darkness and the weak light coming from the hallway, he couldn’t see well who was standing in front of you. But for sure, it was a man body figure.
Before jumping to conclusion, he exited the car and walked slowly toward you.
“Listen. You can come here, out of nowhere, after 6 months without even saying a word to me. And ask me to take you back!” You said angrily.
Hongjoong’s blood boiled. He was hoping his way here that it wasn’t your ex stupid boyfriend. But you confirmed his doubt.

“Listen, I’m sorry. I messed up.” He apologized, not thinking at all what he’s saying.
“Yeah, you messed up and it’s too late.”
“Why?”
“I met someone.”
Your boyfriend stopped in his track. He was suddenly scared that this man come to punch him right in the face. He simply hid behind a pillar, waiting to see how this conversation would end.
“You met someone? In only 6 months?” He repeated, his fist clenching a little bit more.
“You slept with a girl not even 2 days after our break-up so don’t try to give me a lesson.” You rolled your eyes.
“He’s not treating the way I do.” He tried to grab your hand, but you kept it close to your chest.
“Yes true.”
Hongjoong’s heart missed a beat. Was he treating you this bad? I thought he was nice, kind and cool with you.
“He’s treating me waaaay better than you did for these 2 years.” You smiled. “I will stay with Hongjoong, no matter what you are saying to me.”
Your ex-boyfriend’s eyebrows narrowed. Of course, he didn’t like your answer. But it was all his fault.
“It’s not over.” He grunted before stepping away.
Hongjoong ignored how, but he didn’t see him hiding behind the pillar. Plus, when he saw his muscular back, he couldn’t lie that if he needed to fight him someday he would need his whole crew.
“You can stop hiding. He’s far away now.” You giggled, laying against the entrance door.
The leader blanket, “you could see me?”
“Come on… we both know you are skinny, but your butt…”
“Shut up.” He rolled his eyes, smirking.
“Are you okay?” You asked.
“Me? I should be the one asking this question.”
You shrugged, looking at the direction your ex-boyfriend took.
“Well… I guess I’m fine.”
Hongjoong felt bad. A breakup is never easy to forget.
“Well, I wanted to use it tomorrow because it’s late, but…” he looked for the DVD box in his bag.
“Tadaaa!”
Your eyes sparkled when you saw Johnny Depp’s face on the cover.
“Pirates of Caribbean?!” You clapped.
“And the whole saga!” He added proudly.
“Let me do some popcorn!” You said, leading him inside.
Your meeting with your ex-boyfriend was now an old memory.

SEONGHWA (this one is a bit angsty)

Your boyfriend noticed that you were completely lost in your thought tonight.
You were watching at the TV screen without really watching it.
He was confused and a little bit sad to see you this way.
“Everything is babe?” He finally asked.
You looked at Seonghwa blankly.
Something was really off, he thought once again.
“I’m fine.” You gave him a warm smile. “Just a tiny bit tired. Nothing to worry about.”
You could say all the lies you wanted, Seonghwa knew the truth.
“Something happened at your work?”
“Babe…” you sighed. “I’m fine.”
“If you say.” He concluded.
None of you liked the cold and quiet silence that settled in this little room.
But for nothing in the world, you wanted to say the reason that makes you so frustrated right now.
Seonghwa faked watching this show, but he was thinking about a solution or a way to help you to feel better.
“Do you want to have a walk? And to admire the sunset?” He pointed at the window, next to you.
“I’m good Seonghwa.”
“Yeah, I know. I just said that for me. It’s been a long time since we took a walk, just us two.”
“I’m lazy.” You rested your head on the armchair.
“Please,” he insisted.
You rolled your eyes and finally acquiesced. “Okay, but 20 minutes maximum!”
“Yes!” He shouted victoriously.
Before that you could even realize it, you were outside. Hopefully, you took a jacket because even if the global weather was hot, the wind was cold against your skin.
“Do you still regret it?” Asked Seonghwa, kissing your hand.
“I need to admit that it’s cool.” You smiled.
Your boyfriend was proud of him. He finally managed to change your thoughts.
Or at least, that’s what he thought. But when he saw again this sad expression on your face, he couldn’t help to be disappointed.
“For real Y/N? What is going on? I’ve never seen you this way?” He stopped to walk, pulling your hand, so you could face him.
He was worried. You could see his eyes shaking in his pupils.
“You know I won’t be mad at you. You can tell me everything, I swear I-”
“I saw my ex today.” You said straight, like if you ripped a painful band aid.
“Your ex?”
“Yeah, my ex-boyfriend.”
“I thought he moved to Europe?” He raised a brow.
“I thought too. But he told me that he had a job offer in South Korea.”
“Wait.” He put his hand between both of you. “Does it mean that you had a conversation with him?”
You nodded, understanding that Seonghwa would probably get mad at this information.
“I swear we just talked about how our lives are going on.” You tried to reassure him.
“Then if you had a simple conversation, why are you so sad?”
“I don’t know, it just felt weird.” You shrugged. “He’s my ex-boyfriend.”
“Yeah, exactly. EX-boyfriend. You still look you are into him.” He raised his voice, not able to keep his jealousness for him.
“No! I don’t feel anything for him anymore.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah! 100% sure. I love you.”
Seonghwa raised a brow, still disoriented, but he didn’t want to doubt your feelings for him, so he just let it go.
“If you say.” He simply replied before walking back.
None of you engaged in this conversation again. You simply continued your way in the park.
You knew that Seonghwa was mad because he didn’t try to hold your hand as he always does. He was walking in front of you and was faking to watch everything around him.
You would never leave Seonghwa for someone else, especially your ex.
But it still feels weird to meet someone you loved for a long time. You just hope that your boyfriend will understand.

YUNHO

It was a big day.
Yunho planned everything.
The place, flowers, the little gift, and even his text.
He was supposed to ask you to be his girlfriend tonight.
Everyone was stressed for him. All the members had an exact job in this mission.
Hongjoong and Seonghwa were the ones driving you to the secret location, Yeosang was the one setting the food and cleaning the room, San and Wooyoung were cooking, while Mingi and Jongho were helping their friends to prepare.
“Hyung…” sighed the maknae. “You prepared the whole week. Your speech is perfect now.”
“Everything is perfect.” Added Mingi, a bit done of listening Yunho shouting how much he loves you.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. Nothing can ruin this moment.”
That’s what they all thought.
They never imagined that just when Yunho would finish his sentence, “Can I call you, my girlfriend?”, your ex-boyfriend would enter the room.
“Sorry but it’s a reserved location tonight.” Said Yunho, freaking out a bit.
“Mark?” You asked, trying to see who this tall figure was standing at the entrance.
“Mark?” Repeated Yunho, looking at you.
“Y/N?”
“What are you doing here?” You giggled.
“I forgot my wallet here. My friend had a party here yesterday.”
“You are unbelievable. You always forget something.” You rolled your eyes.
“That’s why I loved to date you. And I still want to.”
Yunho and you were abruptly taken aback by his audacity.
Can’t he see the romantic atmosphere? The candles? The flowers? How can someone say something like that?
Yunho grunted, trying to get your attention back.
“Well, we are a bit busy right now.” You said embarrassed.
“I’m just looking for my wallet then I leave.”
“Mark…” you grunted. “This is inappropriate.”
“Okay okay, I will come back tomorrow morning then.”
“Good idea.” Whispered Yunho.
You both stared at the man, waiting for him to leave.
At the moment, he closed the door, Yunho asked:
“Do you still have feelings for him?”
You hesitated for a second. It’s true that seeing him again made your heart flutter, but you have been together for several years, of course, you would still have a little thing for him. He was your first love.
But Yunho was nice to you, more than Mark did these years.
“No.” You smiled warmly. “We were happy together, but good thing ends. And we made the right choice.”
Yunho nodded as well, but you could feel that it wasn’t enough to reassure him.
“I’m truly happy with you Jeong Yunho. There’s not a day where I don’t laugh. Even if I’m mad or sad.” You started. “You’ve been so nice to me. In just several months… you feel like a home to me.”
Yunho was moved by your sudden confession.
“So…” You stepped in front of him, wrapping your arms around his waist.
“Hm?”
“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” You shyly asked.
Yunho blinked once, then twice, surprised by this plot twist.
“Wait what?”
You giggled at his facial expression, “I want to be your girlfriend. But do you want to be my boyfriend?”
“OF COURSE!” He shouted, startling you a bit.
“Really?”
“HELL YEAH!” He laughed, probably nervously. “I was waiting for this answer since we’ve been to the attraction park.”
“But it was our first day?”
“Yeah?” He raised a brow.
You understood that he wanted you to be his girlfriend at this exact moment. You couldn’t help but find it cute.

YEOSANG

“Since when do you need all of this?” Asked Yeosang, pointing at the amount of skincare and hair products in the shopping cart.
“Are you really an idol?” You raised a brow. “You put a lot more than this! And it’s more expensive.”
“Touché.”
“Thank you.”
You were buying all the products and stuff you needed for your summer vacations with Yeosang.
It would be the first time you travel, only both of you, as a real couple.
“Aren’t you excited? The Bahamas, we are coming!” You shook your butt against his leg.
“We are not on the plane yet.” He smirked.
“Can we consider in the plane already? We are leaving in less than 24h.”
“We would never be on time if you take an eternity to choose your products.” He kissed your cheek.
“Okay, I got it.” You pouted.
“Let’s clear this fast, so we can finish our suitcases this afternoon.” He advised.
“This afternoon? How I’m supposed to pack 2 weeks of clothes in 2 hours?”
Yeosang patted your head, finding you way too much cute today. “Just do it. Pack the first thing you find.”
“Sure. I’m gonna take all of my sweatpants.”
“That’s not wh-”
“Y/N?”
You turned around first. And because of the surprised expression on your face, Yeosang decided to look too.
He didn’t understand at first why this tall and handsome man, he needed to admit it, was smiling this much as you.
For a reason, you couldn’t say anything. You never think you could meet him here.
Yeosang, completely awkward with this silence, started first.
“Can we help you?”
“Ah-I-” he stuttered shyly. “I’m Soojun.”
Yeosang’s head tilted when he understood who he was talking to.
“Soojun? Like Soojun, her ex-boyfriend?”
“Yeah.” He smiled. “If the decision mattered to me, I would still be her boyfriend right now.”
“Well, sorry playboy.” Claimed Yeosang, leaving the shopping cart for a minute. “She’s my girlfriend now.”
“You better take care of your position, because many guys want to replace you.”
Yeosang smiled arrogantly, “well you guys can stop queueing, I’m not going to leave.”
“Yeosang…” you grabbed his arm, trying to calm down the tense atmosphere.
“It’s cool baby. I just wanted to be clear with your EX-boyfriend.” He glared at him.
“Soojun, it was good to see you, but we need to go.”
“Oh yeah!” He snapped his fingers. “We are going on vacation tomorrow.”
“Cool.” Replied Soojun coldly and with a bitter smile on his face.
“Say, bye babe, let’s go pay for your stuff.”
You nodded, still not processing to meet Soojun there. With your new boyfriend.
“Call me if you want to have fun someday!” He stated before you both could leave.
“I think you can start with your hand because you are blocked on his phone.” Added Yeosang cockily.
When you finally succeed to bring Yeosang in another alley, you slapped his arm.
“Ouch!” He complained. “What did I do wrong?!”
“What was this bad boy behavior Kang Yeosang?”
“He played with fire. I just showed him that he would simply burn himself.”
You needed to admit that this behavior coming from him was incredibly hot.
“You are unbelievable.”

SAN

San never chews a pen this hard.
And the vein which was non-stop popping on his forehead was a little bit more painful every second.
“So? Just say yes and you won’t regret it!”
It was the 3rd time that your ex-boyfriend was asking you on a date.
Since you seemed to be the one and only smart person between you and him, you kindly declined.
“No. It’s a bad idea.”
“You are not giving me a chance huh? I can’t prove to you that I changed.”
San rolled his eyes and faked to work on his math assignment.
He was praying for him to leave in the next seconds, but it always failed.
“You are rejecting me because you’re seeing someone else?”
“I-I haven’t met anyone yet.” You stuttered, avoiding looking at him.
The boy next to you was hurt, maybe it wasn’t clear for you, but he was trying to hit on you every time he could. And for him, you were kind of receptive too.
“Then just give me a chance…” he sighed, brushing his hair back.
“Idiot…” whispered San.
Too bad for him, both of you heard it. Even the entire table.
“Are you talking to me Choi San?”
Your friend freaked out for a second, no way he would end fighting this guy. And he ignored what you will think about him if he does.
“No, I was talking to myself.” He lied. “For not understanding this exercise.”
“Let him alone Jay… you sound like a stupid asshole.”
“Whatever.” He concluded. “Are you down?”
You sighed once again. “You’re not about to give up right?”
San understood that you were about to finally say yes, and it was a really bad point for him.
“Exactly.”
“Well, then-”
“Y/N, do you think you can help me with this?” he pointed at the equation in his book.
You raised a brow, “you are better than me for algebra.”
“But I’m confused with this one, and a little bit of help would be”
“Can’t you see that I’m talking to my girlfriend?”
“Ex-girlfriend.” He immediately rectified.
“Do you think you are funny Choi San?”
“Well… my teammates tell me that I am so…”
Not liking San’s behavior, Jay stood up and grabbed him by the collar, making the chairs fell in a loud noise.
“JAY! What the fuck are you doing?!” You slapped tried to pull his hands off your friend.
“He just believes he’s the smartest between us.” He tightened his grip.
“Just leave him alone!” You yelled.
They both continued their eye-contact contest, while you were trying to save San.
“You should go.” Started San. “Someone probably called for our little altercation.”
“Do you think that I’m scared of… teachers?” He laughed. “I’m not you. Nerd.”
“Jay, stop.” You almost begged. “I’ll agree to date you if you let him go.”
“No!” Freaked out San.
“No?”
“Yeah!” He gulped, his face still facing your ex-boyfriend. “I like Y/N. I can’t let you go on a date with her.”
“And do you think she will like you back because you are an idol? Stupid.”
“No! Just will because I’m kind to her and that I’m not a bully boy like you!”
“I could punch you in the face right now.” He threatened him.
“I don’t care.”
“Do you think there’s a tiny chance that she likes you?” He smirked. “You are absolutely not her type. She likes a macho man. Not these ones who are dancing on stage.”
“Actually, I do.” You interposed.
Your answer took Jay aback. San took the opportunity to remove his grip on him.
“I like him.” You repeated. “And I would appreciate if you could stop act like an asshole for once.”
You wrapped your arm around San’s one. If he wasn’t about to get punched, he would probably yell in the whole room, how happy he was.
“Just leave.” You gulped.
Jay bite his lip and gave both of you a dark glare. But when he got it that you wouldn’t change your mind he simply left. It was almost too easy.
“Thank you. I never thought he would leave.” You sighed in relief.
“Just asking… how many ex-boyfriends do you have?”
“Just this one,” you giggled.
“Cool, because I don’t think that my heart can take another like that.”
“Wait- it wasn’t a lie?” You asked. “You really like me?”
“Of course, I do.”
“Well… it’s becoming pretty interesting around here.” You giggled.

MINGI

You went to bed earlier tonight.
You accepted to clean the whole avenue after your boyfriend’s concert.
Because of Atiny’s enthusiasm, you agreed that it was a good idea to help them to clean the mess.
But when you saw the number of confetti, merch, and personal stuff, you couldn’t help but feel unmotivated.
But you stuck to your task and finally finished 2 hours later.
Because of this work, you were sleeping at 8 PM.
Mingi was simply laying on the couch of your apartment, watching a show he probably watched once but he was too lazy to change it.
He noticed that you were probably exhausted because you let your phone on the coffee table. You were always taking your phone with you, never letting someone else take it for you.
He hadn’t the idea to see if you were exchanging text messages with another man. You were too loyal for that, and you were so bad at lying that he wouldn’t even need to spy on you.
But right now, your phone was going crazy because of your notifications. In 3 minutes, you probably had a dozen of messages and 3 calls.
Usually, he would just wake you up if it was someone important such as a family member or your closest friends. But right now, he ignored who “Jaeyoon” could be.
[“Can we talk?”]
[“I am at your apartment.”]
[“I’m at your door.”]
“Who the hell is this Jaeyoon?” Asked Mingi to himself.
He tried to think about every person you mentioned with this name.
“A colleague? Hell no, who will come this late for work?” He wondered.
He quickly assumed that Jaeyoon was a man’s name, but maybe not.
“Maybe it’s a new friend? She’s hanging out a lot now.”
[“Please get out or let me in. I miss you.”]
This message sent a message right to Mingi’s brain.
“Not this bastard…” He grunted.
Not waiting for a second more, he practically ran to the door. From the bottom of it, he could see a weak light coming from the corridor.
What was he supposed to do? Punch him? Yell at him? Or just to be gentle and clear.
“Yeah, do that Mingi.” He said to himself again, “gentle and clear.”
He quietly opened the door, not trying to wake you up.
“Ah Y/N fi-”
“Hello, can I help you?” Asked Mingi, smiling and showing your phone’s screen to this man.
“Who… who are you?” He raised a brow.
“I asked first.”
Gentle and clear, Mingi.
“I want to talk to Y/N.”
“Ah…” he said, a bit disappointed. “It won’t be possible.”
“And why? I know that she’s here.”
“Because I’m her boyfriend.”
“Her boyfriend?”
“Her boyfriend.” He repeated.
I think that he got it Mingi.
“I didn’t know she was seeing someone.”
“Then, now you know.” He smiled. “We all make mistakes.”
“I guess.” He replied coldly.
“Well, I would appreciate it if you could stop texting her. That’s not really respectful right?”
Jaeyoon nodded.
“Just sent a text saying that you were drunk so you won’t be a complete fool in this case.”
“I- I just wanted-” he stuttered.
“Okay then… the elevator is right there.” Pointed Mingi. “It was nice to meet you.”
“Yeah-”
Mingi didn’t let the boy a chance and closed the door right at his face.
“Ha, it feels so good.” He smiled proud of him.

WOOYOUNG

“What is this?” You plopped on the couch, just next to Wooyoung.
“I lost a bet…” he sighed, hiding your phone screen with his hand.
“This is the best video ever.” Smirked Seonghwa.
“This is terrible!”
“Relax Woo… you are just writing your name with your butt.” You tried to not laugh. “And only… 2 million of people saw it.”
“Jeez…” he sighed.
You felt bad for laughing at the video which was obviously embarrassing him. But a bet is a bet.
“Show me.” He took your phone.
“You shouldn’t or you are going to have a stroke.” You wiped the tear from the corner of your eyes.
“Who is… Mr.Kim?” He approached the screen from his eyes.
“I-Nobody.” You ripped off the phone from his hand.
“Oouh… Y/N, are you cheating?” Asked Yeosang.
“NO!”
“Then who’s this? And why is he sending you a video?”
“Come on don’t be jealous, it’s probably just a friend. You are not the only guy she knows.” Said Hongjoong, trying to avoid any drama.
“I wouldn’t mind if you had told me “It’s a friend from school or whatever”, but you clearly ripped off the phone on my hand. As you were hiding something.” He said, a bit suspicious.
“Argh, don’t be mad, okay? It’s just my ex who’s being an idiot.”
“Your ex-boyfriend is texting you?” He smiled.
“Why are you smiling like this?” Asked San.
“For nothing.”
“It’s been few days that he’s asking me to give him another chance.”
“Isn’t the same stupid ex that broke up with you?” Asked Hongjoong.
“Yes.” You rolled your eyes. “But I wanted to break up with him too! He just did it before I could.”
“Sure, tell that to your ego.” Grinned Seonghwa.
“Can I reply to him?” Asked Wooyoung.
Your boyfriend saw the hesitation on your face. “Promise I will stay calm and polite.”
“I think that’s not a bad idea for once.” Added San.
“Hey?” Growled Wooyoung.
“Sorry, but I meant that if he doesn’t understand when Y/N says “no”, then maybe if her actual boyfriend does it. It will have another impact.”
“You can be really smart sometimes Choi San.” Said Wooyoung, patting his shoulder.
“Hey?”
“Just give me your phone babe.”
You ordered and sat down back to your boyfriend. Your eyes didn’t leave the screen for a second, too scared that he does something wrong.
“I wouldn’t open the video if I was you.” You advised.
“Is he sending…” Started Seonghwa.
“Yeah…” you sighed.
They all shrugged at the thought of your ex-boyfriends still sending indecent pictures to you.
[“Hello Mr. Kim. I’m Jung Wooyoung, Y/N’s boyfriend.”]
Your boyfriend was typing so fast. Funny how someone jealous can be.
[“Y/N is not interested in you anymore. When you broke up with her, she definitively turned the page and she met me. So, thank you so much buddy because I couldn’t be happier.”]
“He didn’t break up with me.” You whispered, pouting a little.
“In this entire romantic sentence that’s all you, see?”
“Well…” you bite your bottom lip.
[“It’s cool if you could stop texting her, calling her, and sending your ugly dick in a video.”]
San who was looking at the messages too laughed. “Polite you said?”
[“I will personally block your account from Y/N social media and hope that you can turn the page too. Otherwise, we will have a problem and I don’t think that you want to mess up with me.”]
“Calm?” Added San.
[“Have a nice day.”]
You knew that your ex-boyfriend wouldn’t appreciate this message, but you doubt that he would continue to run after you.
“Tell me if he sends something again.” Demanded Wooyoung, giving your phone back.
“Sure.”
“Jeez, this fight made me hungry!”
“Fight?” Repeated Hongjoong. “You just typed a message.”
“Yeah, but for him, it will be like he received 2 high kicks in the face.” He smirked.

JONGHO

You were enjoying a chill dinner with your boyfriend.
Everything was fine until your phone buzzed on the table.
Jongho wouldn’t say anything, but you just turned the screen on the table and looked mad.
“It’s work?”
“No, just my ex.” You said, annoyed.
Jongho’s body tensed.
He always had trust issues, especially when it’s related to you.
He has insecurities about his body or facial expression, he knows he is good-looking. But sometimes, his brain tells him that he doesn’t deserve you.
He got lucky to get someone like you because not every girl would accept to spend Valentine’s Day alone or any significant dates.
Some night, he was looking at you when he couldn’t sleep. Jongho was wondering how someone like him can met someone like you.
You were pretty, even if sometimes you thought the opposite, you were funny, kind, and adorable. When he declines or cancels a plan at the last minute, you’re never mad.
He can tell that you are disappointed, but you never made a scene or asked him to choose between his career and you.
He was thankful for all you do for him.
But knowing that your ex-boyfriend was trying to contact you, made him freak out.
Jongho’s is practically absent, then he knows that in some aspect he couldn’t win against him.
Even if sometimes you were denying it, you were clingy and you liked to get some attention.
And Jongho couldn’t give you that most of the time.
“Everything is fine babe? You look pale?” You asked, worrying that his meal made him sick.
The maknae shook his head and gave you a fake smile. “I’m good, I just dozed off for a second.”
You didn’t add anything. The weird and tense atmosphere that settled between you was disagreeable. It felt like these times when both of you are mad because of a stupid argument.
Jongho felt it too and decided to talk about this situation.
“Why is your ex calling you?”
You shrugged, rolled your fork in the carbonara spaghetti. “I don’t know. Maybe he’s single again.”
“That doesn’t make sense.” Claimed Jongho.
“It never does with him.” You sighed. “He can’t stay single. I don’t know why.”
“He’s maybe afraid of being alone. Some people are like that.”
“He’s good-looking.” You started. “He can have any girl or boy in this city. Why does he need to contact me repeatedly?”
You were confused and frustrated. Every time you felt good again, he was coming back as if was spying your entire life.
“Why don’t you block him?”
“I did, but he’s calling me with his friend’s number or with another account on social media.”
“We can ask the police to do something.” He suggested seriously.
You raised a brow, “no way. I don’t want this issue to end at the police station.”
“But it’s toxic for you to stay like this.”
“He will stop soon. In 2 days, he would probably meet someone.”
“Y/N.”
“Don’t worry, I’m a grown girl and I know how to deal with him.”
Just when you started to feel well again, your phone buzzed on the table.
Without hesitation and probably because of the adrenaline, Jongho grabbed it before you.
“Jong-”
“Can you stop calling my girlfriend?” He said angrily.
Jongho heard him hesitating for a second, but he finally apologized.
“Understand?” He asked aggressively, trying to be sure he understood the message.
“Thank you.” He concluded before hanging up.
“What did he say?” You asked curiously. It was a quick exchange.
“He won’t bother you again.” He smiled proudly.
“I ask him to leave me alone at least a thousand times and he never did.”
“It’s because I scared him.”
“You are my hero if he never calls me again.”
“Okay then be ready to buy me a cape.” He winked.

Follow the rules

❦ Genre: Angst / Suggestive (but a tiny bit).

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

“You are already leaving?”

“It’s almost 2 AM.”

“You can sleep here if you want to.” You said, sitting against the headboard.

“Y/N.”

“What?” You asked as if you didn’t know the rules.

“We were okay about our routine.” He sighed. “We see each other just when we are horny.”

You knew this “rule” perfectly, but you couldn’t help but feel hurt every time he would say something like this.

“We are friends with benefits.” He concluded.

“It doesn’t mean you can’t sleep here. It’s late and I don’t think you will find a taxi around here anymore.”

“I can walk.”

“Walk? The dorm is 1 hour away?”

“I don’t mind.”

You snorted, “so you prefer to walk in the rain instead of staying there with me?”

“The way you resume the situation feels like I’m the villain and the heartless one between us.”

“Kinda.” You whispered.

He simply sighed and got up from the bed.

As always, you were watching him putting back his clothes on. And as always, he wouldn’t address a word to you.

You were totally fine at first with only calling each other to have sex, but you accidentally caught feeling for Seonghwa. You couldn’t tell him otherwise; he would just disappear and you won’t be able to see him again. But, when he’s leaving this way, you just want to convince him to stay and to be just next to you.

“Do you need to work tomorrow?”

“No, it’s Sunday.” He replied, putting his white shirt on.

“Then it’s another reason to stay until the morning.” You insisted, acting like you just wanted to be nice.

“I’m going back home now Y/N.”

“But it’s pouring outside. You are going to be sick well before entering the dorm.”

“Y/N.” He raised his voice.

Seonghwa wasn’t aggressive. But when something pisses him off, he just says it.

The way he pronounced your name, you knew that he would hurt your feelings.

“I know about your little game.” He started.

“My little game?”

“You love me.” He claimed, looking at you right in the eyes.

You remained quiet. You always tried to keep it low and to refrain your love to him, but you forgot that he was one the smartest people you know.

“I don’t. We are only friends with benefits.” You lied, secretly playing with the hem of his hoodie under the cover. “I get it.”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” He asked, his facial expression full of disdain. “You are not acting as a simple sex friend with me. Or at least not anymore.”

“I do.”

“Then why do you text me so much?” He pointed at his phone on the nightstand.

“I’m just making sure you have a nice day?” Your voice cracked. “I don’t know it was a bad thing.”

“That’s not what sex friends do.” He declared. “We were okay to just text each other when we want to-”

“Correct me if I’m wrong but in the expression “sex friends” there’s “friends” inside.”

This excuse was lame to you, but you needed to win this argument.

“We established rules that were good for each of us. No feelings, no dates, no arguments. Just sex.” He recapitulated.

“I’m just texting you casually, nothing much. Like I do with a friend.” You raised your voice as well.

“Our rules-”

“Oh stop! Screw the rules! I’m just a human who wants to text you!” You replied.

Seonghwa remained quiet. You wouldn’t give up easily and admit that you had feelings for him.

“If it bothers you that much then I will stop.” You replied coldly.

“So, you are not in love with me?” He asked.

“No. I’m not stupid.”

“Then why you said to Hongjoong that you had?”

Your heart missed a beat.

You ate with the leader at the restaurant this week and you accidentally said that you caught feelings for Seonghwa.

Hongjoong promised that he wouldn’t say anything but seems like he didn’t keep his promise.

“I was drunk.”

“Please. I’m not stupid Y/N.” He sighed, taking his jacket on the floor.

“Okay! Maybe I do have feelings for you, but is it really important?”

“Of course, it is.”

“And why?” You grunted.

“Because I don’t have any feelings for you.”

A part of you wasn’t surprised that Seonghwa wasn’t attracted to you. But the other side was still hoping for it.

“We can’t do this anymore.” He claimed, with a weak voice.

You had plenty of things to say, but nothing could come out of your mouth right now. You were just so sad and mad to yourself for falling in love with someone like him.

Your closest friends advised you to not playing this dangerous game, especially with Seonghwa.

“I’m sorry if you imagined a romance with me or another romantic and bullshit stuff.” He started, not softening any of his words to you. “But you knew it. It’s only sex. It’s your fault if you fell for me.”

“My fault?” You glared at him. “My fault? I am responsible for how my heart acts toward you?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, surprise Park Seonghwa, we are not all an empty and heartless rock like you. We all have feelings, and we can’t control them.”

He was surprised by the way you were talking to him. He never saw this side of you.

“Believe me, if I could have the choice to fall in love with you, I wouldn’t.” You concluded.

You stood up and went to the bathroom.

You didn’t want to cry in front of him. You needed to keep your composure no matter what.

Hands and lips shaking, you turned on the water in the sink. You hoped that it would help to hide your sobs.

You stayed like this 2 minutes before you heard the entrance door slamming.

It was at this moment that you let it go.

This scream and pain that you kept in your throat, were reasoning in the bathroom.

These tears in your eyes were burning your face.

Your hands were holding the sink, but it was quickly hard for you to keep standing on your legs. Your knees just gave up on you and you shivered when the cold floor surface brushed your body.

Why did you have to be so stupid to think that you could live something with Seonghwa?

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 4K6.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

❦ A/N’s note: If someone knows how to reduce the line spacing with this update, tell me because it’s me, ty!

HONGJOONG

You know how attractive Hongjoong is.

He was so perfect. You could look at his facial features an entire day without even being bored.

It was a good point for you. Who didn’t want a beautiful boyfriend?

But it became a real problem as you continued to hang out together.

The stare he was always getting everywhere you went started to annoy you.

And even worse, it made you jealous.

You weren’t even the jealous or possessive type before. But now it felt like Hongjoong was a good prey for everyone who crossed his path.

“Why are you so silent?” Asked your boyfriend, noticing that you didn’t touch your hamburger yet.

You focused back your attention on him.

“Nothing.” You lied.

You have plunged deep in your thoughts once again, because of the girl who was staring at Hongjoong like if he was a piece of cake.

You spotted her since you sat at the table next to hers.

To avoid any drama tonight, you just ignored her presence, but it was hard to.

“Is it because of,” he stopped and pointed discreetly at the girl. “Her?”

“Oh, so I’m not crazy!” You said, relieved.

“No,” he giggled. “She’s not discrete at all.”

“I hate acting like the ‘crazy jealous girlfriend’,” you air quoted. “But she’s really getting on my nerves. If she doesn’t stop, I swear-”

“Babe, just don’t mind her.” Advised Hongjoong, smiling lightly at you.

“Easier to say than done.” You grunted, dipping your French fries in your sauce.

“Come on! Focus on the amazing McDonalds you have wanted since a long time ago. Nobody can ruin it.”

You sighed and continued to eat your bitter but still tasty meal.

When you thought that it couldn’t be worse, the girl removed her earphones and gently patted your arm.

Hongjoong immediately prayed for her and her soul.

“Excuse me, it’s not my type to do this kind of thing, but… is he your boyfriend?”

Before you could say something to her, Hongjoong interposed, replying to her politely.

“Yeah, I am.”

“Oh, too sad.” She shrugged and looked at you. “You were so pretty.”

One of the french fries you were smashing angrily, in your mouth, just slid fast in your throat, making you choke on it.

“Her?” Asked Hongjoong totally confused.

“Yeah,” she scratched her nape. “Since y’all came here, I couldn’t stop staring at you. Sorry if it was a bit creepy.”

Your boyfriend and you exchanged a shocked look.

You didn’t say anything, but she raised your ego so badly that you thought you were Queen Elizabeth for a moment.

“It’s okay.” You said, sipping your iced tea.

“Well. I won’t bother you. You are a pretty couple by the way. I was just hoping that you were friends or something.” She smiled at you.

“It’s more than fine.” You repeated.

“Well, have a nice day.” She bowed before taking her plate and leaving the restaurant.

Hongjoong was pissed and jealous. It was the first time a woman was attracted to you. So now he needs to take care of both genders?

“Damn.” He sighed.

“I can’t believe it!” You said happily. “For once, people are looking at me!”

“Yeah yeah, eat your food.” He bit aggressively in his burger.

“Me! Y/N L/N! I’m having suitors?” You smiled so widely that Hongjoong thought it would hurt you.

“She was really into you for not laughing a second with this big ass salad between your teeth.”

“Oh shit.” You hide your mouth between your hands.

SEONGHWA

“Nobody is going to look at you Y/N. They all will be busy with their own life.”

“I don’t care.” You replied. “And this girl is busy lurking at you.”

“Babe…” he ignored what you just said. “We said that we would go to the beach no matter what, so remove this towel.”

“I can swim with it.”

“This is ridiculous.”

“Because you don’t have any insecurities that’s why you can do it easily.” You spoke. “And you want this girl there, to see your skills.”

“She’s not my type.”

The dark glare you gave him, immediately ruined his joke. “Kidding kidding!”

“Let me swim with my towel.”

Seonghwa decided to use strength since you were not easy to persuade today.

He tried to tickle your neck so you could let go of the pressure around the towel.

“Park Seonghwa! Stop!” You laughed, making kids stare at you.

“Just remove this! You are beautiful! What are you hiding for?”

“You can’t understand.” You tried to pinch his hands.

“You are beautiful, stop! And these girls are nothing with you there!”

You admitted that these compliments felt good to you, but your insecurities were still too present for you to just remove the towel and to show your bath suit and body to everyone here.

“They won’t even look at you!” He continued.

“I don’t care!”

“Excuse me.”

You both stopped to fight and looked at the girl in front of you.

“Hi.” You greeted her at the same time.

“I spotted you since the beginning of your little… fight?” She shrugged. “And I wanted to say that he’s right.”

“What do you mean?”

“You are beautiful.” She replied straight.

“Told you!” Shouted Seonghwa.

“You are insanely gorgeous.” She added, not caring about Seonghwa at all. “I know sometimes it’s a big pressure to remove clothes in front of so many people. But everybody is beautiful and yours as well.”

“Thank you. It’s so good to hear this.” You said, thankful to meet someone like this.

“I saw you a long time ago and honestly, I didn’t have the braveness to ask your number but… here we go.”

“Ask what?” Asked Seonghwa.

“Oh, maybe you are her-”

“Boyfriend yeah?”

“Ah.”

You gave her an awkward smile.

“But are you happy with him? Because-”

“I must be dreaming.”

“I’m kidding cow-boy.” She slapped his shoulder.

You liked how cool and easy to talk she was.

“Well since you are taken, I’ll just go back to my business without your number.” She pouted.

“Sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” Said Seonghwa, flickering your forehead.

“Yeah, it’s totally fine. He asked first.” She smiled. “Hope we will see again.”

She waved at you and simply walked away.

“Okay let’s go back to our hotel.”

“Wait what?”

“Since now, even girls look at you, there no way you drop this towel and show your body to everyone.”

“Babe.” You giggled.

“I was okay by giving dead stare to men, it’s easy! But girls! No way. Pack your things.”

“Seonghwa, I’m finally ready to swim.”

“You can swim in our hotel’s bath then.”

YUNHO

“So, I said that it was better for me to act this way! Or the scene would sound completely fake, you know.” Continued Yunho.

You nodded, not even looking at him.

“Did you even listen to me?” He crossed his arms on his chest.

“This bitch has been looking at you since we sat there.”

“Language.”

“Ah sorry.” You started once again. “This girl that I, obviously, doesn’t like, is looking at you as if you were a piece of meat.”

“Just don’t mind her.” He rolled his eyes. “Can you at least listen to me? I need tips!”

“Yeah sure, sorry.”

Yunho was filming his first k-drama and he was full of action.

It was a bit strange since you didn’t have any knowledge about Korean dramas. You watched some of them, but nothing more.

As he was more and more explaining the whole process for each scene, you could have another point of view of these shows.

“Well, should I do as the director wants me to act or should I just suggest another way? Which I think it’s the best for this scene though.

“She’s really lurking at you like I wasn’t existing.”

Yunho dropped his head, a bit mad that you were not paying attention to his problem.

“Can’t you just, I don’t know-” he said, “stop looking at her too?”

“No way. It’s an eye-contact battle now. The first one who looks away is going to win you.”

“To what? Come on honey this is ridiculous.”

“Yeah, you are right.” You admitted. “I’ll just talk to her.”

“What?! Babe-”

He tried to grab your hand, but you were well determined to kick her face in her ice cream cone.

“Excuse me Ma'am.” You started, hands resting on her table. “But I don’t like the way you keep staring at my boyfriend. It’s really disrespectful when I’m clearly sitting in front of him.”

Her cheeks took a pink shade that made you regret your harsh words for a second.

“Ah sorry,” she bowed politely, putting her hair behind her ear shyly.

“Well… I know he’s beautiful, but can you stop. It’s pissing me off.”

“I was looking at you.” She said straight.

You raised a brow. “At me?”

“Yeah… you are so-” she paused, thinking that it might be inappropriate.

“What are you talking about?”

“Sorry once again, but you are just so pretty. I was thinking about just saying hi to you or giving you my number.”

You bite your tongue to keep your poker face, even if in your head, there were a dozen mini-you, that were dancing happily.

“Sorry if it was-”

“Don’t apologize.” You said seductively, pushing your hair back, to show your neck.

Yunho, not far away from here, was confused by your attitude. He was ready to avoid a fight, but now it clearly seemed like you were flirting with her.

5 minutes later, you came back to your table, a light smile on your face.

“What the heck happened there?” Asked Yunho right away.

“Well. She was not interested in you.” You simply shrugged, taking your fork back.

“That’s it? You spent 5 minutes with her, and this is all you have to say?” He laughed, amazed by this sudden situation.

“Well yeah.” You replied, eating as nothing happened. “She just asked for my number.”

“Your? You? She likes you?”

“Why is it so surprising for you? I attract people too!” You looked at him contemptuously.

“Yeah yeah.” He snored. “What did she really ask? My number? My social media?”

“Hey! The world doesn’t revolve around you idiot.”

“She’s really into you?”

“Yeah! Stop doubting about it. It hurts.”

“Sorry sorry.” He smiled. “Seems like I will need to take care of you even more now.”

“Yeah, because honestly. If we were not dating…I would still be sitting with her right now.” You smirked.

“Wait what-”

YEOSANG

You rolled your eyes once again when you heard these girls chuckled next to you.

You were waiting in the restaurant line with Yeosang.

And as always, he doesn’t go unnoticed.

Is it surprising? Have you seen his face?

But today, you didn’t know if it was because of your period, but it was really annoying.

You were not that good in Korean, but you could understand the words “sexy”, “pretty”, “handsome”, and “cool” every time one of them was talking.

“I’m so hungry, I could eat a whole beef.” Said Yeosang, rubbing his belly.

“I told you to eat lunch. But you never listen to me.” You pinched his arm.

“Ouch!” He rubbed it. “I was just too busy as always. Of course, I would eat if I could!”

“Excuse over excuse Kang Yeosang.”

“So caring…” giggled one of the girls behind.

You sighed loudly.

“What’s happening?”

Lazily and trying to calm down, you wrapped your arm around your boyfriend’s one.

“These birds behind us have been trying to hit on you for 10 minutes already.”

“Ah really?” He turned around with not even an ounce of discretion.

You kicked his waist a bit too strongly, “don’t turn around idiot!”

“I will be covered by scars before I put a foot on this restaurant.” He complained.

“Sorry.”

Yeosang noticed that you were mad and jealous.

And that you were probably angry to be jealous. You hate to be like that.

“Calm down babe.” He kissed your forehead. “They don’t have a chance against you.”

“If it’s supposed to reassure me it doesn’t.” You replied.

“Eh-”

“Excuse me.” One of them patted your shoulders.

When you turned around, you were ready to fight, even if you are bad at it.

“My friend there,” she pointed at a tall girl standing next to a tree, “found you really pretty.”

You stopped a minute. Did she say “you” when looking at your insignificant presence?

You couldn’t see it, but Yeosang was smiling. Of course, this whole time they were talking about you. But since Korean language doesn’t have an explicit gender, it made you think that they were talking about you.

“She’s too shy to ask your number or your insta.” She continued.

Your boyfriend tilted the consequences. He immediately stood between the group of girls and you.

“Sorry but she’s taken.”

“Then maybe we can just hang out. You look pretty fun!” Said another one.

“I-”

“Sorry but she’s taken.” He repeated.

“Yeosang-”

“You are the possessive type huh?” She stated, rolling her eyes. “We just want to spend time with her as friends. We understand that you were her boyfriend.”

“I don’t have that many friends to hang out with in Seoul so yeah! Why not.” You smiled.

“So cool! There are so many things to do here. You won’t be disappointed.”

“Are you sure that you want to do-”

“Yeosang… they are nice!”

Your boyfriend looked at you as if you were crazy, and that only him was realizing the situation.

“One of her friends just tried to hit on you a minute ago and now you want to hang out with the whole gang?”

“Well, I wouldn’t resume it like that but yeah, that’s the point.”

“Can you give me your phone number? So, I can text you when we go out.”

“Sure.” You replied, so happy to meet new people.

Yeosang was staring at you, giving your number to this girl without hesitation.

He had never been jealous before, but right now it felt different in his mind. And he hated this feeling.

SAN

“Do you know what you’re going to choose?” Asked San, looking right at the menu.

“Well, that’s hard…” you sighed.

“Why? It’s just a menu.”

“Yeah… but there’s not the meal I want.”

“Which meal?” He asked, a bit baffled.

“You.” You winked.

“L/N Y/N… that’s a good one.” He smirked.

“I know.” You said, proud of you.

“Well, you have plenty more in your stock since you are dating one of the attractive men in Korea.”

“Damn, who raised your ego so much?” You raised a brow.

“Admit it. I’m handsome.”

“I’m prettier than you.” You put down the menu in front of you.

“Well, I admit that you are pretty. But more than me I don’t know.”

Of course, you were not taken aback, hurt, or mad at this conversation. You knew that he was joking.

Every time he could, he would throw a thousand compliments out of nowhere.

But tonight, you just wanted to play this little game too.

“Well… we should ask Atiny who is the prettiest.”

“You have 0 chance with Atiny on my side.” He said, proud of his reputation.

“That’s not what your social media says when you post a picture of us.” You sipped loudly in your cold water.

“Any way you already lost.” Said San.

“And why?”

“Because this girl, a tiny bit behind you, is non-stop looking at me since she sat there with her family? or friends? No idea.”

“Maybe it’s because she saw me while walking to her table.” You replied, not wanting to let him win.

“Come on-” he stopped. “Oh! She’s coming.” He sat correctly, fixing his hair. “Let’s see who’s going to win tonight. A.k.a. me.”

You knew that you already lost. Of course, she would ask San’s phone number or something else. They all try.

“Hello.” She greeted both of you.

“Oh hi.” Replied San right away. “Can I help you?”

“Well, thank you but I want to ask your girlfriend-?” She set a quick silence for you to approve that you were his girlfriend.

“If she can teach me how to make up like this! Because it’s so pretty!”

You were taken aback by this request. You would never imagine that someone would ask you this kind of thing. Even more when you put on the same makeup every day and just pray for the result to be decent.

“Her?”

“Yeah. I was secretly trying to look at your reflection in the mirror to see any details but failed.”

You looked back at your boyfriend, a proud smile on your lips. “Ooh, that’s why you were looking at our table?”

“Yeah sorry.” She apologized.

San rolled his eyes and sipped in his drink. He lost tonight and he already knew that you would talk about it for 2 days at least.

“Well… my makeup is really simple.”

“It might be inappropriate, but maybe can I take a picture of you? So, I’ll try to copy it. With my skin shade of course.” She added.”

“Sure, that’s a good idea!”

“Thank you! You are so pretty I can’t! I feel so important.” She said, before taking her phone.

“Thank you.” You giggled.

When you finally took the pic and explained to her how to do the smoky eyes, you sat back in front of San.

You didn’t have the time to say anything that San put his hand in front of you.

“Just shut up.”

“Come on… don’t be mad. Especially when you have the prettiest girl in front of you.”

“You are just lucky.” He tried to find an excuse. But in reality, his ego was raised when he understood that he was the only one to have you.

MINGI (WELCOME BACK BOI)

“I can’t even remember when was the last time we went to a bar.” You said.

Mingi was already at his 2 glasses.

“Before Covid.”

“Yeah… it’s been so long. We can start to live again.” You stirred your drink.

You were enjoying hanging out with Mingi again.

With this pandemic and his health condition, you missed him a lot.

Of course, you had the chance to spend time with him from time to time, but now it felt completely different.

“Sir,” said the barman, putting down a Mojito in front of your boyfriend. “The lady there offered you a drink.”

You took a second to realize the situation.

“What the fuck.”

“Eh calm down.” Said Mingi, smiling widely. “It’s just a drink.”

“Mingi, I’m standing right there, next to you. It’s obvious that we are together, no?”

“It’s just a drink babe.”

“Don’t drink this. Or she’s going to think she can hit on you.”

“But this is a good drink!”

“Song Mingi.”

“Okay okay.” He pushed the glass. “I won’t.”

“Thank you.”

You wouldn’t react this way usually. But today, it really hurt. You were sitting close to your man and girls were still trying to shoot their shot. Unbelievable.

Mingi saw the way you gripped your glass. He needed to set another atmosphere, or it would ruin the night.

“How was your day? Did you talk with your boss about your marketing idea or-”

“This is not a marketing idea. And yes, fine.” You replied coldly.

“Babe…” he sighed.

“Sorry but it’s pissing me off!” You raised your voice. “People sneaked their numbers in your bag, your pocket, or stalked you on social media, but nobody before today, had the audacity to offer you a drink.”

“It doesn’t m-”

“Sorry I made a mistake with the order.” Said the barman, coming back.

You both stared at him. Your heart was a bit relieved that this drink wasn’t for Mingi.

“It’s for you.”

The man slid the drink just in front of you.

You were so surprised that for a moment you could only hear the ice cubes shaking against the glass.

“What?!” Said Mingi, outraged.

You burst into laughter at this unusual situation.

“Is she hitting on you?” He gave the girl a dead stare.

Lucky for her, she was talking with her friend.

“Seems like.” You replied happily.

Mingi grabbed your forearm when you wrapped your hands around the drink. “What are you doing?”

“Drinking? It’s just a drink.” You used his words.

He grunted something that you couldn’t understand, but you were still amused by the situation.

“Remember 2 minutes ago when I agreed that I wouldn’t drink it? Just because you were getting mad!”

“It’s just a drink.” You repeated taking your first sip.

“I can’t believe it.”

“Me neither!” You laughed, sipping this cocktail as if you hadn’t drunk for a week.

“Hope you like this taste of betrayal.” Said Mingi.

“Betrayal never tasted this good.” You smiled at him.

It was good to be the one who attires attention for once.

WOOYOUNG

It’s been at least 10 minutes that you were trying to find the right train.

You were going to visit Wooyoung’s parents in the countryside.

“Our tickets said our train is on the B platform… but there are only the C and D platforms.” You said, completely lost.

You have a really little patience when it comes to travel.

“Jung Wooyoung.”

“Hm?”

Your boyfriend finally looked in your direction.

“Can you help me? Or do you want to stay at the train station for a week?” You asked ironically.

“Wait a minute.”

“The train is in 20 minutes, we can’t wait-”

“The girl right there.” He pointed discreetly at the woman standing with her group class. “She’s looking at me for 10 minutes already.”

“Yeah, and what? You are a whole ass idol. She might saw you somewhere.”

“Yeah probably.” He smirked. “How does it feel to date an idol?”

“I regret it sometimes.”

“Hey!”

“Just help me to find the “B platform” before we miss our train and that your brother is disappointed.”

“This little monster is probably happier to see you than me.” He stated.

“Yeah, and I won’t blame it for that. I’m formidable.” You winked.

Wooyoung put his index on your forehead to push you a bit. “Idiot.”

“Just help me.”

“Wait stop! She’s coming!”

You stared in the girl’s direction and effectively saw that she was coming to him, a wide smile and her cheeks covered in a pink shade.

“The audacity…” you raised a brow.

“Hi!” She said enthusiastically, bowing to both of you. “My name is Jieun and-”

“Sorry, Jieun.” Cut Wooyoung. “I know that you probably saw me on your TV and think that I am an incredible celebrity but-”

“Who are you?” She asked.

You puffed at her reply. You knew that it touched your boyfriend’s ego, even if he kept this creepy smile on his face.

“Wooyoung.”

“Wooyoung?” She repeated.

“Wooyoung from Ateez.”

“Sorry I don’t know this group.”

“Then why are you here?” He asked, a bit irritated.

Unexpectedly, she took your hand in both of her hands. “Unnie*!”

“Y-Yeah? Do we know each other?”

“No! But I need to know you!” She stated. “You are so… beautiful. It hurts.”

“Y/N?” Asked Wooyoung, disoriented.

“Y/N? Wow, even your name is incredible.” She said softly.

Wooyoung taped gently on her hands. “Remove your high school hands from my girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend?”

“Yeah kid! She’s mine.”

You whispered to Wooyoung’s ear: “are you fighting with a… probably 16 years-old girl?”

“Well. I want her to be my girlfriend. Everyone will be so jealous!”

“She’s taken. Didn’t you learn at school that it’s bad to steal things from other people?”

“Things?” You raised a brow.

“I don’t care Ahjussi*.”

“AHJUSSI?!”

“Woo, let’s go or we are going to miss our train.” You tried to set the atmosphere down before they both fight each other as children.

“Lucky for you I have a train to take.”

“Lucky for you there’s my teacher there or I would beat your ass right now.”

“Excuse me?”

“Jieun, it’s not nice to talk to people like that. I know he’s an idiot, but I love him. So, I can’t accept your love.” You nicely explained. “But thank you. I appreciate.”

“Well, at least I tried…” she shrugged. “I would regret it if I didn’t.”

Wooyoung rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand. “Let’s go.”

You waved to Jieun but made sure she was still joining her group class too.

“Well, Wooyoung from Ateez, it was unexpected huh?” You teased him.

“She’s probably living in a city with no electricity to not know about us.”

“Yeah sure.” You giggled.

*Ahjussi: korean term used to refer to an older married man.

*Unnie: name used by girls to call another older girl. This word also means “big sister”.

JONGHO

You just sat at your favorite restaurant.

Because of summer, people were rushing there, trying to get a table.

That’s why you couldn’t choose your seat as you usually do.

If you had the chance to, you would never choose the tablet next to this, probably, model.

She was so good-looking that you became instantly insecure.

“Screw beauty standards Y/N…” you whispered.

Jongho stared at you. “What did you say?”

“Nothing. Just that it felt good to be there.”

You gave him a warm smile and focused back on the menu. If he knew that you were being insecure, you would need to listen to him for 2 hours straight, explaining that beauty standards are bullshit. But he’s not wrong.

You did your best to focus on the moment with your boyfriend, but your eyes couldn’t stop staring at the girl next to you.

She was really divine. You thought that maybe it shouldn’t be free to look at her.

“Do you know her?” Asked Jongho, noticing your stares.

“No. She’s just pretty.” You replied.

“Well, I guess she is.”

“I noticed that sometimes she’s looking at you. Maybe you should try to-”

“Stop there. You might say something stupid.” He stated.

You are so used to girls or even boys, trying to flirt with your boyfriend that you won’t be even surprised if someday he broke up with you to go with someone else.

“What the hell is this mindset Y/N?” You shook your head.

Suddenly, Jongho raised a brow.

“This girl is checking me out without any inconvenience. I feel naked.”

“Told you.”

She probably heard what your boyfriend said because she smiled.

Both of you were uncomfortable and kind of shy about this situation.

“Jongho? Am I right?” She asked out of nowhere.

You gulped.

“Yeah? Do we know each other?”

“Well, I am a fan.” She admitted.

“Oh.” He smiled.

“You were my bias!”

“Were?” He repeated, a bit disconcerted.

You snorted a bit. This plot twist was unexpected and funny to you.

“Don’t take it personally. But Atiny is falling in love with Y/N.”

“Y/N?” He repeated.

“Me?”

She smiled at you. She’s so beautiful that if you were not sitting, you would probably fall right now.

“Yes! We see you a lot in the backstage logbook and you are always so funny.” She started. “You take care of the boys so well, help them when they’re down. Plus, you are gorgeous!”

“Wow. I would never have thought that I had such an impact on you guys.” You replied, moved.

“Of course! We are looking for you now.” She giggled. “If you were not dating Jongho, I would ask for your phone number right away.”

“My what-”

“Phone number?” Repeated Jongho.

“Do I look like a hetero?” She winked at you.

“I- You just look like you. A unique person.”

“Oh no! She’s funny, gorgeous and so kind!” She pouted.

“What the hell is going on here?” Whispered Jongho.

“Don’t let her go Jongho… because there are plenty of girls waiting for her to be single. And me first.”

“Wow wow! Stop flirting with my girlfriend!”

“It didn’t bother you when you thought I was staring at you.”

“She’s right, babe.” You crossed your arms on your chest.

“I- You-” He stuttered. “What the hell is going on here?!” He freaked out.

❦ Genre: Light angst/Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 4K.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

HONGJOONG

“Joong faster! The shop will be full soon!” you held your belly as you walked as fast as possible.
“Don’t run. It’s bad for the baby.” He said, walking behind you.
“Then run there for me! And I’ll walk calmly.”
“I won’t do that.”
“Then I continue”. You rolled your eyes.
You absolutely wanted a baby set of clothes, toys and equipment that your favorite shop was selling. The only problem was the limited edition of it.
And of course, your grumpy fiancé behind was a problem too.
He was mad at the moment you asked him to get out of his studio.
“No!” You grunted when you saw the line in front of the shop. “Everyone is pregnant or what?!”
“So… we came here for nothing?” Asked Hongjoong.
“No. I won’t leave without this set.” You stand right in the line.
“Y/N, it’s ridiculous.” Sighed Hongjoong. “They are all here for the same thing.”
“Do you see the bench over there?” You pointed at the seat a bit far away.
“Yeah? Why?”
“Then go sit your pessimistic ass over there.” You claimed, angrily.
“You are so childish…”
“And you are so rude! Do you think I want to be there too? No! I just want to be in my bed and sleep.”
“Then let’s go back home!”
“No! I want this set.” You insisted, raising your voice. “If you don’t want to be sure of our baby’s comfort then LEAVE!”
“Don’t act like I don’t care about the baby”. He replied.
“Looks like you inly think about your job. As always.” You put a hand on your belly.
“Yes, because it’s how I can buy everything for our family!” He rubbed his forehead, done with this argument.
“I would love it if you could be more considerate now! All I do is for-”
“Hongjoong, it hurts.” You whispered, dropping your bag to touch your belly and to keep your balance.

“Y/N!” He shouted, placing his arm around your shoulder.
The couple behind you, asked everyone to move so you could sit inside the shop.
Between the sharp pain and the general panic, you could clearly see how worried Hongjoong was.
“Sit here honey.” He helped you, making sure you were okay.
“Can I have water, a fan or a paper? I don’t care.” You paused. “And a biscuit.”
He smiled lightly and asked the employees who were standing next to him. They all nodded and did their best to find everything you wanted.
“How do you feel?” He brushed your hand with his thumb.
“Good. Maybe it’s a contraction.”
“It’s too early for that. Let’s go to the hospital when it calms down.
You nodded, appreciating how nice and caring he was. And it feels good that he remembered when your contractions are supposed to start.
“Do you need something?”
You were ready to say no when you realized.
“Since we are in the shop… do you think we can ask them to give us t-”
“Y/N.”
“Please!” You made your best puppy eyes.
“Hongjoong snored and went to ask an employee.
You were curiously looking where this conversation was going, but because of their poker face, you couldn’t guess anything.
2 minutes later, Hongjoong gave you a thumbs up.
If you could, you would run to him and yell that he was the best fiancé of this entire earth.

SEONGHWA

“Honey, I’m home.” Shouted Seonghwa.
“Welcome back babe!” You got out of the kitchen to greet him. “How was your day?”
“What is this mess?” He pointed at the jam, milk and piece of bread spread on the floor.
“Ah,” you giggled embarrassed, scratching your neck. “I was hungry this morning and I accidentally… created this mess.”
“You could clean a bit. Insect can crawl there.” He said, dropping down, tissue already in his hand.
“As you can see,” you pointed at your belly. “I’m pregnant.”
“And since when being pregnant gives you the right to be dirty?”
“Dirty?” You repeated. “I’ll clean and of course I will bend.”
“Seonghwa sighed. Your pregnancy was an excuse for everything.
He started to think that you were taking advantage of him.
“Sorry to be pregnant.”
“That’s not what I meant. And you know it.” He said seriously.
“You always say or tell remarks like that and honestly I’m sick of it.” You started. “Being pregnant isn’t easy for you and for me either. It’s teamwork! You need to help me while I’m doing my best to keep our babies safe and healthy.”
Without noticing it, you gripped your dress and lost your balance. Seonghwa, smart and lucid, noticed it right away.
“Y/N-”
“No! Listen to me now! I would like you to be nicer wi- ouch.” You grunted in pain.
“Y/N, calm do-”
“You are ruder and ruder every day!” I need to do my best to keep my hormones or cravings to- damn it hurts!” You stopped and bit your tongue to avoid the painful scream coming out.
“Y/N! Stop!” Shouted Seonghwa, before you could continue your monologue. “Calm down, it’s not good for you!” He held your hand. “I’m sorry, okay! I got it. I will fix my behavior.” He said calmly.
You took a deep breath before thanking him.
“Let me look for what we need to do.” He grabbed his phone in his pocket.
“It’s okay. The pain is fading away.”
“Are you a doctor? No! So let me look for answers.”
“I doubt that google will give you a proper answer.” You snored, hands on your chest.”
“Yeah, you are right. Let’s go to the hospital. Can you walk?”
“I can crawl.” You giggled.
“Okay let me carry you.” He stood up.
“No! I’m heavy.”
“I don’t care.” He put your arm around his shoulders.
“Please Hwa, don’t-” You stopped when you realized how easy he was carrying you. “Did you work out?”
“I can do everything for my family.”
Your face decomposed and your mouth started to shake when you heard this.
“A- Don’t tell me you are crying.”
“Shut up and carry me.” You said, hiding your face on his shirt.
“Why are you crying?” He laughed.
“Hormones!”
“Sure, little baby.” He smiled, kissing your forehead.

YUNHO

“I’m so so done with this baby!” You growled as you were trying to wake up.
“You are almost done.” Smiled Yunho, touching your belly.
“He should have been there for a week already.” You pushed his hand away.
“It might be comfy inside.”
“The outside world is cool too, kid!” You sighed, looking right at your enormous belly. “I’m so done.”
“Don’t stress… the doctor said it was okay and completely normal. It just happens sometimes.”
“I know. But I just miss doing things by myself. I need to lay down here the whole day. I need to ask people to help me stand by my own foot! All of this for your damn baby.” You pointed at Yunho.
“My damn baby?” He raised a brow. “If I remember well… we were both making it?”
“Ha ha. Nice joke.” You rolled your eyes.
“I guess that this pregnancy makes you rude day by day.” Stated Yunho.
“I will listen to you when you understand how it feels to be pregnant.”
“Well, I don’t want to argue with you again, so I’m just going to hang out alone.” He said, taking his wallet on the coffee table. “Don’t wait for me.”
“Yunho w-wait-” you said weakly.
Your husband turned around, annoyed, but his expression changed at the moment he saw these tears on your face.
He dropped everything and sat down, next to you, intensifying the pain.
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know- it just hurts Yunho.” You sobbed.
Following his first instinct, Yunho called an ambulance. The whole time, he was next to you, helping you to relax and to let the pain fade away.
Inside of him, he was praying for you and the baby to be okay.
“Everything will be okay baby.”
“I’m so scared.” You cried, not removing your hand off your belly. “What if everything I’ve said caused-”
“Shh… just wait for the ambulance.”
Another silence settled. You both were focused on your round belly, hoping to feel or to see the baby moving inside there.
Right when the SAMU knocked, Yunho rushed at the door.
She’s in the living-room, right there.
These 3 people ran to you, making you freak out again. One of them was looking for the context, how everything happened, while the 2 others were taking your tension and making sure your heart was okay.
“We were having an argument. I turned around to leave and she had this terrible cramp or pain. She can’t even describe it.”
“It’s possible that this argument caused this incident.”
“It’s not the only argument we had during my pregnancy. But I’ve never felt such pain.” You sobbed.
“Hormones, stress and aggressive emotions and feelings can have different incidences on you. To be sure everything’s okay, we are going to the hospital.
Yunho nodded and tried to reassure you. “This baby will be completely fine.”
“Okay then.” You accepted. He muttered a tiny apology and then helped you to stand up. It would have been a hard moment but with Yunho, you can do everything.

YEOSANG

“Shit shit shit!” Cursed Yeosang, running crazily in the clinic. “She’s going to-”
He stopped right at the doctor’s door which just widely opened.
You were thanking him for the scanner.
Yeosang thought that you wouldn’t be too mad because of the smile on your face. But it faded away when you turned around and looked at Yeosang’s direction.
“Babe, I’m sorry.” He immediately apologized, his forehead dripping of sweat. “I completely forgot to turn my alar-”
You walked past to him, saying goodbye to the nurses on your way out.
“Oh Y/N please…” he rolled his eyes, already annoyed. “Don’t ignore me.”
You continued to walk out, trying to remember where you parked earlier.
“Y/N, please talk to me.” He insisted.
“Can you drive. I don’t feel good enough to do it right now.”
“Why? Is there something wrong?”
“Like you care.” You said, sitting on the passenger seat and closing the door before he could say anything.
Yeosang rushed to get it and to ask you again. “Hello earth? I’m asking you if you are okay.”
“I’ll be good and the baby too.” You finally replied. “Thank you for replying. I was getting mad.”
You scoffed, thinking that he was completely stupid. “You are the one getting mad? I am the one who can be mad right now!” You raised your voice. “I did everything to remind you this appointment!”
“I was busy!”
“So now you are too busy to come with me at the clinic? It seems like you don’t give a fuck about our baby.”
“Don’t say that! I’m working harder to give you everything you want. Because you are always asking so many things for the baby or for food!” He yelled back.
“Sorry to be pregnant!” You claimed ironically.
“Yeah, and I’m sorry for the baby to have a crazy and selfish mother like you!”
You were ready to reply something worse, but you belly made you bend over and grip the first thing next to you: Yeosang’s hand.
At your painful face expression, anxiety replaced madness. He instantly put his free hand on your belly, ignoring if it was a baby kick.
“Are you okay honey?”
“I don’t know…” you blow out. “I think the baby doesn’t like to see us arguing.” You claimed.
“I’m sorry…” he whispered still staring at your round belly.
You both stayed quiet, letting the sharp pain fade away.
Even if you argued most of the time, the baby health was all that mattered.
“Do you want to go the hospital to check if everything’s fine?” Asked Yeosang calmly.
“No, it’s fine.” She doesn’t like us arguing.” You smiled.
“She?” Repeated Yeosang.
You immediately stopped, realizing the big mistake you’ve just made.
“Yeosang I-”
“We are having a girl?”
“M-Maybe?” You bite your finger.
“We are having a GIRL!”
Yeosang honked causing everything in the street to stare at him.
“I’M HAVING A GIRL!!”
“Babe please!” You laughed, trying to pull him back on his seat. “Calm down.”
“A GIRL!” He screamed even louder at the people clapping and cheering for him.

SAN

You hide in the bathroom when another cramp hit you. As always, you rubbed your belly to reduce the pain. It wasn’t easy especially with San, still yelling how selfish you could be sometimes. He totally ruined the peaceful aera you were trying to create.
“You hide yourself in the bathroom because you know that I’m right!” He said behind the door.
Using the breathing technics, you learned during these lasts’ months of pregnancy, you sat on the bath’s edge.
“You can’t decide of everything. It’s my baby too.”
“Breath Y/N… breath…” you whispered to yourself.
“And what about you come out so we can talk like adults! I wasn’t expecting to have 2 babies here.” He added sarcastically.
You winced in pain when the cramp intensified in your lower back.
“You could have asked me at least before buying all of these stuff without me!”
San was mad and disappointed that you brought items or things for the baby alone. But it was hard to choose something that you both like your son is dye in few weeks now. You needed to be sure he would be the happiest and comfiest possible.
“It feels like I’m not even his dad! Are you a single mother you didn’t warn me?” He raised his voice.
All of this tension was harmful. The cramp wasn’t fading away like it does usually.
You started to freak out, what if something bad is happening?
“San, stop.” You almost begged with a weak voice.
It does seem like San understood your pain through the door.
Turning the knob gently, he only passed his head to see what is going on.
The distress looks on your face, made his heart rush.
“Wow wow wow! Are you okay?”
You shook your head, feeling the pressure around your belly.
“Since when does it hurt?” He composed the SAMU’s number.
“Every time we argue.” You sobbed, lips shaking.
San’s eyes widened. “We’ve been arguing for almost 2 weeks!” He claimed.
“The pain was bearable.”
“You are completely crazy, I swear you-”
[Hello?!”] He yelled at his phone. [“My wife is pregnant and now she’s having a stomachache or a cramp I don’t really know.”]
You kept looking at the worried stare in your husband’s eyes.
“Did you water broke?” He whispered, looking beneath you for any sign of water.
“No.”
[“No, the baby isn’t coming yet.”]
The way he said this was adorable to you. San was a grown man now, but sometimes he still looked so childish.
[“We were arguing…”] he said embarrassed.
San took your hand in his, trying to reassure you.
[“Are you sure only rest and hot drinks can help? There’s a whole big baby there? No period cramps.”]
You snored at his response. “San, it’s okay. I do feel better now. Let’s do what they said.” You smiled lightly.
He raised a brow, but finally nodded.
[“We will call you back if it happens again.”] He said before thanking the girl and hanging up.
“You are a good father already.”
“Of course. That’s my job to protect all of you.” He rubbed your belly. “Let’s take a nap now.”

MINGI

You tried to reach the flour from the upper cupboard.
“Sojeon is a no Mingi.”
Your husband stood up behind to help you. “Sojeon is actually really pretty.”
“I don’t care if it’s pretty.” You sighed. “I won’t call my baby girl by your ex-girlfriend’s name.”
“It sounds terrible coming from your mouth. I just saw a pretty name.”
“Mingi, no.” You said seriously, adding sugar in your dough.
“I can’t choose anything anyway. You should have told me it would only be your baby.” He rolled his eyes.
“What do you mean?” You stood up against the counter, confronting him.
“You choose the name, the bedroom decoration, the kindergarten, etc. I can’t say anything most of the time.”
“You always tell me how cool my ideas are! And you don’t propose anything.” <he replied, hand on your hip.
“You think that because you are carrying the-” he stopped. “Y/N?”
Your legs become weak while the sharp pain on your lower back and belly intensified.
You put all of your weight on the counter while your body was slowly dropping on the floor.
Mingi wasn’t realizing what was happening. It only hit him, when he saw you wincing and grunting on your knees.
“Wow wow! What is happening?” He crouched down, next to you, hands on your shoulders.
“I think she doesn’t like to hear us yelling.”
“Can you stand up? Let’s check if-”
“Just help me to sit down.”
Mingi ordered, trying his best to not hurt you even more.
When your head rested against the cupboard, you made the breathing technic, you learned at the prenatal lessons.
“You are you don’t want to-” Started Mingi.
“No, it’s fine. She’s fine.” You put your hand on Mingi’s one.
“How do you know?” He raised a brow.
“My mom’s instinct? I don’t know. I just know that she’s more than fine.” You smiled, your eyes a little bit teary.
“But still, I will call a doctor-”
“Shh…” Just stay quiet for now.” You closed your head, enjoying her little but pretty harsh kicks in your belly.
Mingi remained quiet. He was still worried but the peaceful expression on your face was reassuring.
Just when you thought about standing up, Mingi asked: “So it’s still no for Sojeon?”
“Song Mingi.”
“Okay Ma’am.”
“But what if I ask Sojeon to change her name so we can use it for our girl?”
“Do you hear what you’re saying?” You asked, not understanding how someone can come with this idea.
“There’s a solution for everything.” He shrugged.
“There’s an infinite possibility of name here and you need to choose your ex-girlfriend’s name.” You sighed.
“Hm.” He started to think about the consequences. “Let’s go for Mia then.”
“Mia?” You repeated. “Where is this coming from?”
“I don’t know. I just like it.” He smiled and rested his head gently on your belly. “Do you like it too sweetheart?”
“Pretty sure she will like it. As much as I do.” You ran your hands in his hair.
“So, you agree to name her Mia?” He asked, enthusiastically.
“Of course. It’s a pretty name.” You giggled.
“Aw! Thank you thank you thank you!” He shouted happily. “Can’t wait to meet you, Mia.”

WOOYOUNG

Your fiancé was holding your hand tightly. it was freezing outside, but his palm was so warm. Enough for both of you to endure the cold wind on your body.
“We had a pretty good date huh?” He kissed your knuckles.
You nodded and smiled widely at Wooyoung. “It was perfect! Thank you again for this baby.”
“We should do this more often before the arrival of our babies.” He suggested.
“Yeah, you are right.”
“When will we be only together again? Just both of us?”
“When will they leave the house?” You laughed a bit.
“It seems pretty far but I’m sure time will fly.” Sighed Wooyoung, already nostalgic.
“There’s so many things we won’t do anymore.” You pouted. “And for so loooong.”
“You can’t say anymore that you will go for a run but go to McDonald’s instead.” He poked your waist.
You raised a brow.
“And finally, you won’t be the loudest anymore.”
“Me?” He pointed at his chest. “The loudest?”
“Yeah. Especially when you are laughing.”
Wooyoung scoffed, “sorry to be happy!”
“I don’t blame you for being happy, but you are so noisy sometimes.”
“Me?” He repeated. “Did you forget this terrible noise when you eat?” He said.
“It’s just to cover your loud laugh so I won’t be ashamed.” You raised your voice, tightening your grip on his hand.
“Ashamed? Since when are you ashamed of me?”
This argument escalated quickly. People were staring and judging both of you.
Your twins probably hated this situation as well, because your belly started to roam so painfully that you almost fell on Wooyoung, who instantly tried to help you.
“Okay let’s calm down before it becomes worse.” He said calmly, guiding you to a bench not far away.
When you yelped while sitting, Wooyoung freaked out. “Are you in so much pain?”
“N-No no. The bench is just cold.” You laughed.
Wooyoung ignored if it was a nervous laugh or not, but he quickly joined you. The situation was unusual and sarcastic to you.
“We are laughing too loud. People are looking at us.”
“Screw them!” You smiled. “If my fiancé wants to laugh loudly, then he can. And I’ll do the same.” You added.
Wooyoung crouched down to rest his ear on your belly. “I don’t know what you did to your momma but do it again. She’s nicer.” He giggled.
“Jung Wooyoung. It’s still painful.”
“I’m kidding babe.” He pecked your hand.
“I’m sorry for what I’ve said.” You apologized.
“I’m sorry too.” He spoke.
“And both of you too! Inside! Apologize to your mom.”
Instead, you receive a strong kick which startled you.
“Okay okay stop!” He freaked out. “Damn, I need to work on my authority already.” He sighed.

JONGHO

“Babe, do you want to go to the cinema today?” You suggested to your husband.
“I don’t have time today.” He replied, putting his shirt on.
You sat on the bed, looking at your husband, getting ready for a schedule you were not aware of.
“What do you need to do?”
“Since I missed a training because I needed to check if the ba-”
“Why does it sound like an obligation?”
Jongho rolled his eyes, “Y/N, don’t start again.”
“I don’t start anything. I’m just noticing.” You stated.
“Whatever…”” he sighed. “I really need to train, or I’ll be a burden.”
“When do you think you’ll be free then?” You asked. “It could be cool if we go-”
“I’m never free, Y/N. I’m always busy!” He cut you straight.
You passed your hands on your belly. You knew that tension could be bad for the baby.
“Okay then forget it.”
“Yeah, sorry but work is quite heavy these months.”
“Sure. I got it. I’ll just give you a call when our son is born.”
“Y/N…”
“Ah too busy for a call? Then a text, it’s okay too.” You replied ironically.
“Okay what is going on with you this morning?” He sat on the sofa, just in front of the bed.
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but we were 2 when he made this baby. So why do I feel like you don’t give a-” you stopped, before cursing at Jongho. “You don’t care about this baby. I buy all the things by myself, and you are never present for big decisions.”
“Y/N I need to work.”
“I KNOW! You are nonstop saying that you need to work, to practice, to see your members.”
“Y/N calm down. You shouldn’t be mad. It’s not good for the baby.”
“How can you know what is good or not? You are never-”
Jongho rushed to you when your face went pale and that your hand covered your chest.
“I told you to calm down!” He helped you to stay still and placed a pillow behind your back.
You couldn’t stay still. The pain was heavy.
“Calm down…” he rubbed your belly.
Unexpectedly, he started to sing a soft ballad.
In 6 months of pregnancy, he never did such a thing. You were sad but grateful too.
In a few minutes, the pain was completely gone, and you still could feel your son’s kicks.
“Thank you.” You mumbled, relaxing even more.
“Let’s rest a bit. Your body needs to erase any sense of tension or stress.”
“But you need to work.” You said, sadly.
“Shh, it can wait…” he smiled at you. Nothing is more important than these 2 persons right now.”
“Thank you.” You pecked his lips.
“And I still can leave when you are sleeping.”
“Jongho.”
“I’m joking!”

❦ Genre: Angst.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 4K.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

HONGJOONG(w/ Jongho)

[“Yeah Hyung… I know.”] Sighed Jongho, not even listening to his leader. [“Come on Hyung, just pick me up in front of the mall. I won’t move.”]
Jongho rolled his eyes, annoyed.
[“See you in few minutes Hongjoong Hyung…”] He said, instantly hanging up.
He made sure that the leader couldn’t hear him at all, “he’s being really moody these days.” Jongho shrugged at his own interrogation.
He was sipping at his usual Ice Americano, when he saw you crossing the road just in front of him. He immediately waved to you.
The shy smile on your face was forced, and he could tell it.
“Y/N! Long time no see!” He greeted you.
“Hi Jongho.” You greeted him with a weak voice.
“Where have you been? We were all craving for your tasty and spicy chicken these days.”
“I gave the recipe to Wooyoung.”
“Won’t taste like yours for sure.” He giggled.
“Oh Hongjoong is on the way. We are going to the cinema. Do you want to join?” He offered.
“No, thank you.” You straightly declined.
“Okay then… just wait for him.”
“No, I gotta go.”
“Ah? Really? We can get you anywhere you want though, we have the ca-”
“Jongho, we broke up. So no, I won’t go anywhere with him. Or with you anymore.” You stated, pissed and sad.
“W-I-Sorry.” He stuttered. “I didn’t know about that.”
“It’s okay… sorry I’ve almost shouted at you.” You wiped your eyes, bearing a fake smile.
“Can I ask why? Everything seemed pretty fine between you.”
“Well…”

“Hello buddy. Are you ready for the best movie of all time?” Asked Hongjoong, smiling widely at the maknae. “Jumanji here we aaare!”
“You cheated on Y/N?” Jongho asked without any hesitation.
Hongjoong looked at him, completely taken aback.
“Who told you that?”
“I just met Y/N and asked her why she wasn’t coming anymore.”
“Listen, it was an accident.”
“An… accident? Did you “accidentally”, he air quoted, “fell, penis first in another girl?”
“Don’t talk to me like this, Jongho.” Said Hongjoong, raising his voice.
“Yeah, I don’t even want to talk to you!” Replied Jongho. “You are so disgusting.”
“Jongho, I feel already bad y-”
“No! You are living well right now. While Y/N is devastated. She cries every time someone mentions your name. Her eyes are puffy, but I don’t know how, she keeps smiling.” Started Jongho. “You are living like nothing happened, but she’s living with a broken heart now. She suffers.”
“I KNOW!” Claimed Hongjoong. “I really fucked up.”
“At least, it’s a good thing that you admit it.” Said Jongho, ironically.
The maknae didn’t say anything else and opened the door.
“Where are you going?”
“Anywhere you are not.” He replied, getting out of the car.
Hongjoong sighed and hit his head on the steering wheel. “Shit…”

SEONGHWA (w/ Mingi)

“Jeez, this is so boring today.” Sighed Mingi, zapping the channel for the 100th time in a minute.
“I should have at least gone with them…”
The tall boy was still on hiatus because of his heart, but he was definitely feeling better now. He could start and join other members during the group schedule, but couldn’t go right in front of the camera.
“Why was I so lazy this morning?” He facepalmed. “And now I am talking to myself!”
Mingi fell down on the couch, the fabric shaking beneath him.
A loud knock startled him.
“Huh? I didn’t order anything today… or did I?” He kept asking himself. “You are going crazy, Song Mingi.”
He pushed the pillow off him and ran to the door.
You were the last person he would imagine seeing when he opened the entrance door.
“Hel-”
“Where’s Seonghwa?” You asked angrily, almost pushing Mingi on the wall behind.”
“At a broadcast with the gr-”
“Where is he then?” You repeated. “I need the address.”
Mingi was half scared and half confused.
“Y/N what is going on? You are so-”
“Angry? Mad? Sad? Exhausted? Depressed? Heartbroken?” You stepped in front of him.
“Y-Yeah.” He gulped.
“Wouldn’t you too when you found out that your boyfriend is seeing someone else, in your back?”
Mingi’s eyes opened widely. You doubted for a moment that one of them would roll on the floor.
“Seonghwa Hyung?”
“Yes, your lovely Seonghwa Hyung, is a cheater.” You declared. “He’s been dating a random girl for at least a month now.” You explained, fist clenched.
Everything happened so fast in Mingi’s head.
All the time Seonghwa was coming back late, but you were present at the dorm.
“Meeting friends huh-” he rolled his eyes.
“So now… can you give me the adresse?” You asked one again, gentlier.
“How did you learn about her?” Asked Mingi.
“This bitch is my colleague. And I had my lil’ assumptions, so I took his phone at night.” You sighed. “He might have met her while he was waiting for me.”
“This bastard…” Whispered Mingi.
“Please Mingi, I need to know the whole story and why he did that to me.”
“I can’t let you go there and ruin the broadcast.” He said seriously, thinking about his career before everything. And you couldn’t blame it for that.
“But they’re done in 3 hours, so you wait Seonghwa here. With me.” He suggested it nicely.
Because of his kindness and maybe because you realized that the members weren’t involved in Seonghwa’s fault, you nodded.
Lucky for you, Mingi was there to remind you of some priorities.
“Let’s sit on the couch.”
“Wait Mingi.” You held his forearm. “I don’t think I’ll be able to stay here. It reminds me so much t-”
“I got it. Let’s walk a bit.”
“You are not compelled to do that.” You gave him a shy smile.
“I do like you. You are a good friend to me. So I won’t leave you alone.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t let him win like this.” He claimed seriously.

YUNHO (w/ San)

San shouted in his room when he finally won his game.
It’s been 1h25 that he was leading his team to the victory.
As he was congratulating his teammates and jumping in the room, he noticed that Yunho wasn’t in his bed anymore.
“Shit, maybe I was too loud.” He felt bad for a second.
[“Afk 10 minutes. Take a good break and see you in 10 minutes for the next round.”]
San threw his headphones on the desk and opened the door as quietly as possible.
As expected, the dorm was quiet, everybody was sleeping.
San hoped to see Yunho sleeping on the couch, but nobody.
“Yunho?” He muttered.
Not daring to check in the whole apartment, he walked back toward his bedroom.
“Maybe he’s sleeping in Mingi’s bed.”
He stopped in his deduction when he heard a sniffle coming from the kitchen.
He wasn’t sure that he heard it well, but to be sure, he just walked there.
Because of the scary atmosphere and this weird silhouette in the middle of the room, he rushed to turn on the light.
For a short second, his stare crossed Yunho’s one. Even if the eye-contact was too fast, San could definitely see that he was crying.
“What’s happening?” He asked, worried.
His tall friend was hiding his eyes behind his messy bang, head bent. He didn’t have enough courage to look at San.
“Yunho Hyung, you are scaring me…”
“Y/N and I broke up today.” He said quickly, as if he was ripping an aid-band.
San was surprised, but he tried to keep his usual poker face.
“Why? Yesterday you-”
“I cheated on her.” Said Yunho, disgusted with himself.
“You what?”
“I slept with someone else…” his voice cracked. “And I totally regret it. I don’t even know why I did such a thing.”
Yunho sobbed, hiding his face behind his large hand, “and I don’t know why I did that to her.”
San ignored what to say.
He could tell that Yunho was feeling bad, but what he did was wrong. Absolutely wrong.
“How did she take it?” He asked, arms crossed on his chest.
“She was so… devastated.” He sobbed once again, wiping his nose with his hoodie. “I don’t think I would be able to forget the expression on her face.” His lips started to shake uncontrollably. “I never thought I would be the reason for her sadness.
“Well, what did you expect? You cheated on her. ” Sighed San.
“If I could rewind time, I would never do that again. How could I’ve been so stupid?”
San decided to show some support to his friend, but not too much. So he just stood up next to him and rubbed his back.
“What you did is bad. Sadly, it’s too late.” Started San. “As a punishment, you will need to live with this shame for a long time. And even if I consider you as my brother… you deserve it.”
Hearing these words made Yunho burst into tears.
San knew that Yunho would learn from his mistake.
Maybe one day you will forgive him. Who knows?
But he would need to apologize a ton of times before.

YEOSANG (w/ Wooyoung)

You exit another ship, hands empty.
“I can’t believe we can’t find anything for his birthday.” Growled Wooyoung.
“He can buy everything he wants now, so…” You sighed.
“Oh Y/N! What about this beret?” He yelled, almost hitting you by pointing at the shop on your left.
When you had a glimpse of it, you both ran there.
“Have you seen the price?” You asked.
“We can split it.”
“Aren’t you an idol?” You raised a brow.
“Let’s go in.”
He completely ignored what you’ve said.

15 minutes later, you finally got out with a gift that could make Yeosang surprised and happy.
“I’m poor,” you looked again at the receipt.
“WE ARE.” Rectified Wooyoung.
“He better wear it for the year.”
You giggled, already imagining his reaction to this beret. He will love it for sure.
“Oh, isn’t it Yeosang?” Pointed Wooyoung.
You stared at the direction.
Effectively, your boyfriend was staring right at his phone, in front of your favorite clothes’ brand.
“Seems like he’s trying to surprise you too.” Smiled Wooyoung.
You felt proud and happy for a second.
Until some girl ran to him, giving him a warm hug.
Wooyoung was immediately positive, “maybe that’s his friend.”
His face decomposed when Yeosang held her chin with his hand to pull her in a soft kiss.
“Yo what the fuck!”
You were too shocked to say anything.
The voice in your head was repeating that it was not your boyfriend but someone else who looked exactly like him.
You were focused on the terrible scene that you didn’t tilt when Wooyoung walked toward them.
“Kang Yeosang!” He shouted.
The look in his eyes was terrifying. For sure Yeosang thought about running away for a moment.
“Wooyoung what are-”
Wooyoung, not thinking twice, punched him right in the cheek. A group of girls gasped at the scene.
Yeosang fell right next to his hidden girlfriend.
“What am I doing here? You kidding? The real question is what are YOU doing? And who’s she?”
The usually loud boy was ready to punch his closest friend one more time, but you arrived right on time to grab his fist. “Wooyoung stop!”
You almost begged him, with tears sliding on your face.
“Y-Y/N.” Stuttered Yeosang.
“Let’s go Wooyoung. I don’t want you to get in trouble.”
You pulled his arm to you, trying to dissuade him from fighting with your boyfriend.
“I can’t believe that you are this type of man! Bullshit!”
“Wooyoung let’s go.” You repeated.
“Y/N, wait- it’s not what you-”
Instinctively, you slapped him.
The sound was so loud that it startled you too.
“Don’t even talk to me.” You said angrily. “You are a stranger to me.”
“Y/N-” he kept saying.
You threw the bag which contained his birthday gift, on his chest. Hoping it would hurt his heart as he just did.
“Let’s go.” You grabbed Wooyoung forearm, once again and walked toward the exit.
“Y/N, are you okay?” He asked, as he couldn’t see your face.
“Just take me home please.” You said, trying to not break down in the middle of the street.
Wooyoung knew that you were broken right now. That’s why he remained quiet.
He would wait for you to be ready to talk, to cry or to scream your lungs about what just happened. As a good friend.

SAN (w/ Seonghwa)

Seonghwa was really happy. Finally, after an intense schedule because of Kingdom, he could take time to rest.
So tonight, he would enjoy a good movie with his favorite meal: Aiogli Pasta.
He almost ran in the staircase from excitement.
“Who’s going to enjoy a little time by himself? Park Seonghwa!” He claimed happily.
He almost had a stroke when he saw the dorm’s door wide open. Not only that, but he prayed to see a member there and not a thief.
“Y/N calm down!”
He raised a brow at his close friend’s voice.
Why does he have a bad feeling now?
He quietly entered the apartment. Clothes were spread on the floor and bags were packed messily.
“San?” He called his friend, his stare saying everything.
“Hyung?” Said San, freaking out at the right of the eldest member standing there.
“What is going on?”
“Huh… I-I-” He stuttered, incapable of saying the truth.
San was confused, the situation was terrible right now.
“Choi San, tell me what’s going on.”
You stepped in looking furious and depressed. “Yeah San, tell Seonghwa what is happening. Tell him that you are a fucking bastard!” You threw your necklace on him. Of course, the one he bought for you.
Seonghwa was shocked. You’ve never been this aggressive before.
“Tell him that every time you could, you were sleeping with your neighbor!” You shouted.
“You what?”
“He’s sleeping with this bitch upstairs. I hope you’re hearing me well!” You screamed loud enough louder for the whole building to hear.
“I’m not sleeping with her-”
“How do you define someone who’s sucking on someone else’s titties like a fucking newborn?” You asked, throwing the hoodie you like the most, on his chest.
“Y/N calm down! You won’t help at all by being vio-”
“Ask me if I care, Seonghwa.” You replied.
Inside, you were sorry for being this rude.
“Listen Y/N, I wasn’t completely me. I was so lost and confused after our argument last week. I really thought we were done or that maybe-”
“You should have broken up with me instead of this!” You cried, hot tears finally sliding on your face. “You should have broken my heart before doing this to me!”
You hide your face behind your hands, crying out loud and letting the pain away.
Seoghwa really felt bad for you.
“Y/N, I’ll drive you back home.” He said, trying to put all of your clothes in these bags.
“Hyung, you don’t need to do this. It’s not your role.” Stopped San, embarrassed.
“You don’t have the right to say that when you are the one who fucked up.” He replied, seriously.
Seonghwa zipped these 2 bags and managed to hold your hand, which was shaking and wet because of your tears. But he didn’t mind.
“We are going to talk about that when I’m back.” He stared at San. “And with our manager.”
“Hyung!”
“Let’s go Y/N.”
You couldn’t say how much you were thankful to Seonghwa. He could have been disgusted by your attitude, but he helped you instead. It made the pain 0.5% less painful.

MINGI (w/ Hongjoong)

“Mingi, are you listening to me?” Asked Hongjoong, sitting behind him.
“Hm? Yeah- I mean no.” He stopped, before lying more. “I was lost in my thoughts.”
“You are really lost in them these days.” You stated, rubbing his nape. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I’m just tired.” He gave you a shy smile.
You knew him too well to ignore that his smile was completely fake.
“Well, are you okay for Y/N to come with us to Jeju?”
He hesitated. Not because he didn’t want you to come, but because he felt awful.

For his closest friend’s birthday, they went to a bar.
Everything went really well, he had so much fun.
Until this girl came. He kindly rejected her, saying that he was taken, but more and more he was drinking, you quickly became a forgettable detail.
Next thing he remembered was to wake up in her bed the next morning.
He had a quick souvenir, grabbing his phone first and saw all of your messages, telling him to have fun and to take care of his glasses.
“Seems like he doesn’t want me to come.” You laughed, a bit nervously though.
“Would you still want to come if I tell you that I cheated on you last week?”
A silence settled in the van. Hongjoong and you were looking at him. Even the driver kept glancing at Mingi through the mirror.
“Mingi, what are you saying?” You giggled nervously.
“I slept with someone else during Mike’s birthday.” He avoided looking at any of you.
“I know it’s none of my business but… you are kidding right?” Asked the leader.
Mingi shook his head, at the edge of crying. He didn’t plan to say it now, but his heart couldn’t take it anymore.
“Mingi-” you started. “Did you-”
“I’m so sorry. You can’t even imagine how I hate myself now.”
“I… I need to get out of the car.” You said, suffocating in this little space.
Lucky for you, the van was stopped at a red light.
You didn’t even pick your jacket or bag, but quickly hopped off. You almost did not have the strength to stand up. Everything was dizzy.
“Y/N-” Called Mingi, determined to follow you and apologize as much as possible.
“Don’t.” Ordered Hongjoong. “You’ve done enough already.”
“I feel bad already, thank you.” Mingi rolled his eyes. But I can’t let her go like that. In this state.”
“Give Y/N some time to think about this situation. It’s not easy to process this kind of thing.”
“And what if she doesn’t want to talk with me anymore?”
“Then you deserve it.” He replied. “You have no right to tell her how to think or just to ask for a second chance, when you have been an ass.”
Mingi ran his hand through his black hair, frustrated and sad. He was really scared to lose you for good.

WOOYOUNG (w/ Yunho)

“Son! Don’t forget to eat and to rest enough.”
“Yeah mom. I always do.” Smiled Yunho. “You are going to miss your train now!”
“Ah… you want to get rid of your mother so bad, huh?” She smiled warmly at him.
“No, I just want you to lose your money.”
“My son is a businessman now.” She giggled, laughing out loud.
“I’ll go. Take care of you Yunho.”
Yunho hugged his mom tightly, and finally proceeded to let her go.
“Text me when you are home!” He yelled before she disappeared.
He was looking at the security men, checking if all the doors were well closed and locked, before the train started.
Just when he was about to wave, thinking that his mother would spot him, he heard Wooyoung’s laugh, not far away from here.
At the moment, he was right behind Yunho, in front of another train.
Wooyoung was waving to this girl, who Yunho knew really well.
It was Wooyoung ex-girlfriend.
“Don’t forget that I love you!” She waved to him back.
“I love you too Angel!” Replied Wooyoung, throwing kisses to her.
Yunho isn’t stupid. He immediately understood what was going on.
“Jung Wooyoung!” Called Yunhoo, angry expression on his face, hands in his pocket.
“Oh- Hyung? Since when are you there?” Asked Wooyoung.
“Well… Enough to see that you are back with Minseul.”
“She came back to Seoul, just for a week, so…”
“Is Y/N aware of you saying “I love you” to someone else?” Asked Yunho. “Or even more if I take a look at the hickey on your neck.”
Wooyoung immediately covered his neck, “please don’t tell her.”
“I won’t.” He replied frankly.
“Thanks Hyung.” Said Wooyoung, relieved.
“I won’t tell her, because you will be the one telling her.”
“I can’t do that! She will be so sad if-”
“You should have thought about that earlier.”
“Hyung!”
“Tell her or I will.” He claimed seriously.
Wooyoung rubbed his nape, completely nervous.
“I don’t know what you were expecting.” Started Yunho. “To have fun with your ex-girlfriend and get back to Y/N as nothing happened?”
“N-No…”
“You are so pathetic. And I’m so disappointed.” He said. “Come back to the dorm when Y/N will know about this situation.”
Yunho turned back without saying anything. He wasn’t sorry for what he said to Wooyoung. But he was sorry for you. He couldn’t even imagine your pain right now.

JONGHO (w/ Yeosang)

Yeosang was alone in the practice room. He was practicing so hard for the Kingdom’s finale.
He really felt like it would be his time to shine. All the members went back to the dorm, except Jongho who went to Cube Entertainment to practice with the vocal team.
Yeosang repeated his main part one more time before checking the door when he saw you entering.
“Hi Y/N!” He greeted you, turning down the volume. “Are you looking for Jongho?”
You bowed politely to him and nodded, without saying anything else.
Yeosang noticed that you seemed a bit overwhelmed, but it was none of his business. And after all, you were Jongho’s girlfriend. He would know how to comfort you.
“He went practicing for the Kingdom vocal special stage.” He said. “Maybe you should wait for him at the dorm.”
You bite your bottom lip hardly, almost having the taste of blood on your tongue.
It has been almost a minute that you’ve been there, and you still didn’t say anything.
“Y/N? You okay?” He stepped in front of you.
Of course, at this question, a sob escaped. You immediately covered your mouth. Your eyes were shut down tightly.
“Y/N?” Insisted Yeosang.
He ignored what to do but, for sure he wouldn’t leave you here, alone.
“Do you want me to call Jongho? Or to bring you there?”
“Did you know?” You asked for voice cracking.
“Know what?”
“That Jongho was seeing this girl?”
“This girl?”
You took all your courage you had left and explained to Yeosang.
“Jongho started to see someone else since Kingdom started. He was non-stop lying to me, telling me that you were all practicing so hard for it.” You paused, searching for your words. “I-I was so stupid.” You declared, shaking your head.”
“Well, I don’t think that Jongho is cheating on you.”
“Do you want me to prove it?”
Yeosang nodded.
“Call Seungmin, from Stray Kids. Pretty sure there’s no repetition.”
Your friend immediately took his phone. He didn’t want to believe this, but you wouldn’t lie for sure.
When he looked for Seungmin’s number, he couldn’t help but to hope you were completely wrong.
Yeosang put the speaker on and waited.
[“Hello?”]
[“Hi Seungmin. Are you practicing right now?”]
[“No, Eungwhan sunbaenim is busy so we re-scheduled it.”]
“This bastard…” Asked Yeosang.
[“Huh?”]
[“I’ll call you back, friend. Thank you!”]
The moment you had the proof that he was probably with her again, you burst into tears. Yeosang couldn’t believe it. He helped you to sit on the couch before your knees gave up on you. Secretly, he texted Jongho.
[“I know about your little affair. Comeback at KQ in 15 minutes, or I’ll need to let our CEO know about you being a fucking cheater.”]
Yeosang threw his phone on the desk, behind you.
“Don’t worry Y/N. We will know everything about this issue. He’s not going to be free so quickly.”

❦ Genre: Fluff & Suggestive.

❦ Pairing:OT8.

❦ Word count:3K.

❦ Requested: Heck yes lol, thank you!

❦ A/N Note: ⚠️Since I took againaneternity to post it, I advice to read the first part again (or for the first time)! Thank you for liking the 1st one tho! hehe

HONGJOONG

Jongho called the leader once again, even waved in front of his face but still nothing.
“Is he ignoring me?” He asked San.
His friends shrugged. “He’s lost in his thoughts. And he’s probably really far away from here.”
“HYUNG!” Yelled Jongho in the leader’s ear.
His brain finally reconnected to the reality. “The hell-”
“It’s been 2 minutes since I’m trying to get your attention.” Said Jongho, a bit pissed.
“What’s going on?” He grabbed his phone, hoping to see any notification.
“We need to go back practicing.”
“Ah…. then I’ll join in 2 minutes. I need to call someone.” He said, leaving the room.
“What on the earth is going on with him?” Whispered San.
“No idea.” Replied the maknae.
Hongjoong went to the restroom, the most far away from the practice room, just to be sure that nobody will bother him.
“Okay, please babe pick up.” He begged quietly plugging his Air Pods on.
[“Hello, it’s the girl who always chosen after her boyfriend’s career. What can I do for you?”]
At least you didn’t lose your humor sense.

[“Babe I’m sorry.”] Apologized Hongjoong.
[“You are sorry for what exactly?”]
[“For ruining the intimate moment, we were about to share.”]
[“And?”]
Hongjoong rolled his eyes. Good thing for him you weren’t able to see it.
[“And to always let my career pass before you.”]
[“And?”] You repeated.
Your boyfriend was confused for a second. He ignored for what he needed to apologize.
[“And… and…”] he stuttered. [“I don’t know.”]
He heard a long and heavy growl coming from your side.
[“Well. I guess it’s already more than fine.”] You claimed.
[“What do you wanted me to say?”] He asked curiously.
[“I don’t know… maybe something like ‘to apologize, I’m coming right now and for sure tomorrow you won’t be able to walk’.”] You said, imitating his voice.
[“Are you on your period?”] Asked Hongjoong. He knew you so well that he immediately understands when you dirty talked to him, without even a simple stutter.
You let a quick silence settle before finally say: [“Yeah.”]
[“Then let’s wait a little bit longer then.”] He sneered.
[“Coward.”] You replied.
[“Love you too.”]
[“Me too.”]
[“So, we are good?”] He asked.
[“Give me at least a hug and we will be good.”] You replied.
[“See you tonight then.”] He smiled.

SEONGHWA

[“Hello! You are on Y/N’s voicemail I’m not av-”]
Seonghwa growled and let his phone fall on the couch.
“She’s not answering I guess.” Claimed Mingi.
“No.” Seonghwa rolled his eyes. “She’s ghosting me since… 2 days now.”
“Did you try to meet her at school?”
“Yeah. I’ve waited 3 hours there. To finally remember that she’s on spring break.”
“And at her apartment?” Asked Mingi.
“Of course, Sherlock. But nothing.” Sighed Seonghwa. “It’s like she disappeared.”
Mingi raised a brow. “She’s probably doing her own life.”
The eldest member was suddenly hit by the reality.
“Mingi you are a genius!”
“Yeah, I know but why?”
“We are Thursday!” Claimed Seonghwa, putting his shoes on.
“Yeah and?”
“Y/N is doing her laundry every Thursday evening! She might be there.”
Seonghwa left the dorm so quickly that Mingi was still processing what just happened.
“The beck is wrong with him…”
Your boyfriend ran to the laundry shop which you are used to go. He prayed the whole way, that you would be sitting there, reading a book or watching a ton of TikTok while your clothes were washing.
His heart missed a beat when he spotted you there. As fast as possible, he opened the door.
“Babe!”
“Hwa?” You raised a brow.
“You came here to tell me how to wash my stuff?”
Seonghwa ignored your question and turned around. He saw a cute grandma tidying her clothes.
“Excuse me ma’am. But I will need you to leave quickly because I’m about to take my girlfriend, right here and right now.”
“Seonghwa!” You yelled, outrageously.
“Oh, it’s okay darling. I was young too.” Giggled the old lady.
You grabbed your boyfriend by the wrist and guided him outside.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” You asked, mad.
“I want to apologize!”
“Do you think it’s the right way to do it?”
“I want to prove you that nothing can bother me to have sex with you now. Not a stain and not even an old grandma.”
“And the CCTV?” You pointed at the camera fixed where you were standing 2 minutes ago.
“I don’t mind having public.” He smirked.
“You are unbelievable.” You sneered.
“Does it mean you are forgiving me?”
“Maybe.” You replied cockily while entering back inside.
“Grr. I love when you play hard-to-get.”
“What the hell happened to you Park Seonghwa.” You laughed happily.

YUNHO

Yunho was tormented.
It was 3AM and he didn’t close his eyes for a second.
He was staring at the white ceiling, trying to know how to resolve this situation.
You didn’t talk to him after the little incident.
Yunho understood why you were mad. He didn’t tell you the truth and the real reason behind his shyness.
He glanced at you. The sheet was barely covering your back.
He was about to put it right, but the little voice in his head claimed that it was a bad idea.
So, he stared at the big spec between both of you.
For sure, you could put a third person in the middle.
Yunho sighed. What could you to be less mad?
The reason of why he decided to stop earlier was because of the stress, not because you weren’t attractive enough. It was the opposite actually.
He truly believes that you will think that is too dumb. Just because he’s scared of doing something wrong. Or worse hurting you.
But more he was thinking, more it started to be overwhelming for him.
“Y/N.” He whispered.
“Hm?” You muttered sleepily.
“Y/N.”
“What? It’s 3AM.” You grunted, still not facing him.
“I’m sorry for what happened this evening. I was terrified. I don’t want to do anything wrong with you.” He continued. “I really find you attractive. Even too much sometimes but… I want to have sex with you of course.”
You couldn’t help but to smile secretly. His words were well chosen. All the insecurities you had earlier were vanished.
Yunho stayed quiet for few seconds, waiting for you to say something, but instead you handed your hand, still facing the wall.
He understood that it was an invitation to cuddle.
“So, we are good now?” He asked, positioning behind you.
“Yeah.” You replied, rubbing his hand which was resting on your stomach.
“Cool.” He whispered, finally relaxing.
“Thank you for telling me.” You said.
“So… do you want to try it right now?” He shyly asked.
“I’m tired Yunho.” You declined.
“Sure. Okay. No problem.” He replied. “But can we change our position because you are waking up the ‘beast’?”
You laughed when you felt his boner pocking on your butt.
“Told you… you were too much attractive sometimes.” He giggled, blushing a bit.

YEOSANG

A new notification. But not coming from you.
Yeosang was waiting for you to send a message like you usually do in the morning. But the next day after your little and stupid argument, you were remaining silent.
“She should have sent a message already. It’s 10AM.” Said Yeosang, frustrated.
“Just let her breath.” Sighed Jongho, playing PlayStation on the upper bed.
“I didn’t send a text to her yet. She should be the one apologizing.”
“Why?”
“We are 2 making love. So? She can buy condoms for me too!”
“You right.” Started Jongho. “But you should always have a pack or at least one, on you.”
“On which side are you?” Growled Yeosang.
“None. Your intimacy isn’t my business. But I just admitted that both of you are wrong.” Declared the maknae.
“Since when are you so mature?” Sighed his friend. “I need someone who can tell that I’m right.”
Jongho stayed quiet. He would never say something like this when knew he was 100% right.
“And she would never buy one because she would be ashamed of it.” Added Yeosang.
“The cashier doesn’t care. You are not the only one in the earth to buy one.” Replied Jongho.
“We are going to see if you have the same speech when you’ll buy for yourself.”
“I do already.”
“W-wait what?”
Just when Yeosang was getting curious, you entered the room like a storm.
“Kang Yeosang!”
You threw the plastic bag on him.
“What th- ouch!”
“Jongho, I will ask you to leave the room for an hour. Or 2.” You removed your jacket.
Yeosang opened the bag and threw everything on the bed.
His eyes widened when he saw a dozen condoms’ pack.
“The hell Y/N-”
“I bought exactly 12 packs to show that you don’t need to be ashamed about it and that no one cares.”
Jongho exited the room completely flustered, but with a bigger esteem for you.
“Okay now remove your pants.” You ordered, pulling out your hoodie.
“Like? Right now? Not even a make out-”
“It’s been 10 hours that I’m waiting.”
“O-Okay.”
Yeosang was a bit taken a back, but it was fast forgotten when you unclasped your bra.

SAN

You rolled on your bed once again. You were so frustrated and mad at San.
The vein on your forehead couldn’t stop popping out every time you remembered him picking up his phone.
Angrily, you covered your entire face with a pillow. Desperately, you tried to erase of these thoughts.
Just when you were finally finding some peace, the fire alarm resonated in your apartment.
You jumped out of your bed and went straight to the kitchen.
Instead of seeing a big fire, you saw San opening the window as wide as he could.
“What is going on?!” You claimed, grabbing a chair.
San was panicked as you, or even more. He was trying to push the smoke out of the room while wondering what you were doing.
On your tippytoe, you pushed the button to stop this annoying and loud noise.
“Thanks God.” Sighed San, relieved.
“The heck you are trying to do. Burn my apartment?” You turned off the stove.
“I wanted to prepare a royal breakfast for you.” He pouted, disappointed that his surprise failed.
You looked around you, now that the smoke was slowly disappearing, you could see the entire mess in the kitchen.
Flour was spread on every parcel of the counter, one or two eggs were smashed on the floor, milk was spilled on cupboard and an incredible number of dishes were stacked in the sink.
“Yeah, that’s the first time I make pancakes by myself.” He scratched his head.
“Choi San…”
“I want to apologize for yesterday! But I wanted to do it right!”
“Oh nice. So, you said ‘to apologize to Y/N because I’ve completely ghosted her to talk with my teammate that I can see every day, I’ll burn her apartment’?”
“Babe! I’m really sorry.” He apologized once again. “I will do everything you want for a week.”
“Everything?” You raised a brow, curious.
“Yeah.”
“Okay, then start by cleaning your mess.” You pointed at the counter. “After that let’s clean the entire apartment.”
“Sure.” He nodded.
“After that… we will eat at our favorite restaurant. And you are going to pay.”
“Wow. Sex must be really important for you.” Declared San, when the list didn’t stop.
“Never stop a horny woman.” You warned him.

MINGI

[“I’m parked in front of your building. Let’s talk really quick.”]
You read this text message at least 10 times to be sure you understood well.
It’s been 2 days since the practice room accident. You only exchanged few messages but nothing more.
You didn’t mind giving him a proper answer. You just put your hoodie back on, and of course by “your” it means “his”, and left the dorm, without warning your roommates. But honestly, by the way you went out, dressed like this, they could only assume that you were about to meet Mingi.
Just when you got out of the building, you spotted your boyfriend’s car, as he said, right in front of the door.
You hesitated a second, but finally hoped in.
“You should have wear something warmer. It’s cold outside.” He said instantly, when he saw your bare legs.
“Good evening to you too Mingi.” You greeted him sarcastically. “Do you drove here, just to scold me about my outfit?”
“No, of course no.” He whispered, looking right at the street in front of him.
Since, a big and awkward silence settled. None of you wanted to say something, too afraid to tell something risky and lead one of you to be mad. It felt like walking on a really straight and thin line.
You played nervously with the hem of the hoodie, which was barely covering your legs, you noticed. That’s probably why he scolded you.
For your own good. As always.
“I’m sorry.” You both apologized at the same time.
You glanced at each other, surprised and giggled cutely.
“I’m sorry.” Insisted Mingi, grabbing your hand.
“Me too.” You smiled to him.
“Sorry for almost crushing you with my weight.” He added.
“You did.”
“And sorry for almost make you bald.”
“You did it too.”
Mingi pinched your leg gently, happy to see that you were still bratty sometimes.
“Ooookay! I’m kidding! I’m sorry for what I’ve said too. That’s wasn’t really nice.”
“Yeah, it wasn’t.”
“Song Mingi-”
“Soo…” you didn’t have enough time to say anything that he started the car.
“Where are we going?” You asked enthusiastically, putting your seatbelt.
“Just want to bring you somewhere. So, we can talk about these 2 terrible days.”
“Oh, I thought you wanted to go in a Love Hotel.” You joked.
“That’s the plan too.”
“I-”

WOOYOUNG

2 weeks since your argument but 4 weeks since you shared an intimate moment.
You needed to admit that even a flick on your forehead would turn you on. You were so needy.
But no way Wooyoung could know it.
You tried your best to stay far away from him when sleeping, so you wouldn’t end by griding your butt on him, desperately.
Usually, Wooyoung was really touchy, and he would initiate a make out session the first one, but surprisingly, he only exchanged a peck or a hug from time to time.
You spotted him covering his manhood, with a blanket sometimes. He would always pretext that he is cold. But you are not dumb. He takes shower way much longer than usual tooo.
On his side, Wooyoung was really struggling to not give up the first one.
He was barely looking at you.
He knew that with only one shorty or croc-top, it was over for him.
In conclusion, you were 2 idiots trying to suppress their arousal for each other, just because of an argument.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” Offered Wooyoung.
“Sure, and I know how much you like movies.” You smirked.
Your boyfriend rolled his eyes and ignored your comment. Instead of insisting on the subject again, he played the first movie that appeared.
It was a really nice and chill one until the main actress discovered the wild side of college.
It started by a scene and then other one. Followed by 3 more.
Inside Wooyoung was hoping that you wouldn’t notice the form on his sweatpants.
“What a movie huh.” He laughed nervously.
“Yeah.” You nodded. “They are really getting it huh.”
“They are really liking these scenes.”
“They are really well made.” He replied dumbly.
“Maybe that’s what they want.”
“Of course, everyone wants that.”
“Yeah. Everyone.” You repeated.
“Everyone.”
“You exchanged a quick glance.
Wooyoung was finally the first one to give up. "Do you-”
“Heck yes!” You replied.
“You should have told me!”
“No, I was too mad at you!”
“Do you really want to argue again? Right now?” He asked.
“No.”
“Okay then go because I’m going to explode!”

JONGHO

“I still don’t understand how you ended here, right in front of my college.”
You raised a brow at Seonghwa and Yeosang.
“We were just having a cool walk and unconsciously ended here.” Replied Seonghwa, the most natural possible.
“The campus is 30 minutes away from KQ Quarter. And 30 minutes with a car.”
“We had a pretty long walk, okay?” Replied Yeosang, nervously and almost aggressively.
“Okay okay… relax dude.” You rolled your eyes.
“You should come with us a bit.” Started Seonghwa.
“There’s a park next to the campus. Let’s talk there few minutes.” Added Yeosang.
“You guys… are acting really strangely.” You claimed.
Without asking your authorization, they each picked your arm and brought you to the park.
You could fight or ask them to leave you alone, they wouldn’t.
Seonghwa almost needed oo ask people to not all the police.
“What the heck guys? I really need to study and-”
You stopped right when you saw your boyfriend sitting peacefully in front of you. A big blanket and a bunch of food were cautiously set on the grass.
“Hi babe.” Smiled Jongho.
“What is this?” You asked. “You prepared all of this?”
“Yeah.” He scratched his head. “I hope you like it.”
“And we helped.” Whispered Yeosang.
“Are you doing this because you said your coach’s name when we were making out.”
“You what?” Almost chocked Yeosang.
“Eeew, this is disgusting!” Added Seonghwa.
“It was an accident!” He rolled his eyes. “An accident.”
You crossed your arms on your chest.
“I’m really sorry baby. I swear it was only because I’ve worked with her few hours ago.” Explained Jongho.
“Anyway, it’s not like she’s sexy. She’s 60 years old and so strict and rude.” Said Seonghwa.
“She is sexy.” Said Yeosang.
All of you stared at him.
“I’m joking. Relax.” He sighed. “Y'all ready need to chill sometimes…”
“So do you want to spend an afternoon with me?” Asked the maknae.
“Of course.” You accepted happily.
“Cool! Then sit here.” He pointed at the comfy place settled between pillows.
“Thank you, Mark.”
“Mark?”
“I’m kidding!” You giggled. “1 point for me now.”
“Unbelievable.” Smiled Jongho.

❦ Genre: Angst.

❦ Pairing: Mingi.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Yep! Thank you

You were lazily laying on the couch of your living room. The entire apartment had been quiet almost the entire evening until Mingi’s key perturbed the quietness.
As soon as you heard the door open, your eyes rolled, and your fist clenched under the blanket that was covering your lower body.
“I’m home!” He shouted from the hallway, probably removing his shoes because of the loud stomping noise in the background.
You didn’t reply. You simply sat back properly and stared at the TV screen for a second.
“Babe,” he passed his head into the door frame. “Are you sleeping?”
He had his answer when he saw your eyes staring at the screen.
“I have good news!” He said, walking to your bedroom.
Because of the texture friction, you could guess that he was changing his clothes to one more comfortable.
“You would never imagine what happened today!” He yelled, visibly enthusiastic by the situation.
“An opportunity I guess.” You mumbled.
Your boyfriend ran to the living room and jumped on the couch. Usually, it wouldn’t annoy you. You would simply scold him because it could have broken the couch, but you would giggle at least.
“You remember the performance that I absolutely wanted for the MAMA awards show?” He asked.
You simply nodded and waited for him to continue his story.
“Finally, the director contacted our manager, and I will be the one performing!” He stomped, too excited. “I can’t believe it! Finally, a solo performance.”
You were happy for him, that’s what he wanted so badly for a year. Most of the members had their time to shine, but not Mingi yet.
“Congrats.” You simply replied, not showing a single hint of happiness or excitement.
Mingi was surprised. When he announces something like this, you are the first one to jump in the entire apartment and grab a bottle of soju or beer to celebrate it. But right now, he only saw a dark expression on your face.

“Are you okay?” He asked, getting closer to you.
“Yeah.” You stood up. “I’m fine.”
Your boyfriend confirmed that something was wrong.
“I’m not sure.”
“I’m just tired.” You lied, passing by him to walk out of the room.
Not wanting to let you leave like this, he followed you, without saying anything.
Even if your room is only 7 seconds away from the living room, it seemed longer knowing that your boyfriend was trying to analyze your body language.
“Why are you mad?” He asked, hoping to have a sincere reply to this time.
“I’m not mad.”
“I know you Y/N. I know when you are mad when you are sad or even when you are hungry well before your belly growls.” He smiled, trying to relax this tense atmosphere.
“I’m fine.”
Before you could slide under the sheets, Mingi grabbed it. When you finally stared at him for the first time today, he knew that something bad was going on.
“Did I do something?”
“I’m cold.” You tried to pull the sheets on you.
“What is going on with you?” He threw the sheets completely out of the bed.
“What is going on with me?” You pointed at yourself, completely frustrated. “You should ask what is going on with you!”
“Finally, here we go.” He sighed. “What’s wrong?”
You felt mad by the way he seemed annoyed by this situation.
Usually, you never tell him when something is making you mad because nobody is perfect, and you try to live with each other’s habits. But right now, he was sighing like you had an argument the entire week.
“Never mind.” You gave up, trying to not make this situation worse.
“Just tell me. You won’t stay mad like this your entire life.”
“What if I do?” You rolled your eyes.
“Then I will leave.”
“Then leave.” You pointed at the door.
“Just tell me oh my gosh.” He sighed louder, sitting on the bed.
“You have more important things to do, no? Just go ahead?”
“What did I miss?” He wondered, understanding that he wouldn’t get any answer from you. “It’s not your birthday. We didn’t have dinner with your friends or parents…”
He was listing all the possible things that could make you mad. Finally, he realized. “Oh.”
He forgot your anniversary.
For an entire month, every day, you were talking about this, trying to organize something cool and romantic.
“I’m sorry babe, I completely forgot it was today.”
You glanced at your phone, looking at the digits on the screen: 00:28. “You mean yesterday.”
“I promise I will fix my mistake.” He grabbed both of your hands in his. “I’m so so sorry.”
You ignored if it was because you planned an entire day that didn’t go as planned or if you were really done with his behavior, but you could simply not believe him. A part of you knew that no matter what, you would never be his first choice.
You gently pushed his hand away. “I think you should sleep at the dorm this week.”
“Oh, come on babe.” He pouted. “I’m sorry, okay?”
“I don’t care if you are sorry Mingi.” You replied. “To be honest, I’m not even mad because you forgot our anniversary. I’m mad because I’m not important to you.”
“Don’t tell such a thing…” he sighed.
“I feel stupid for trying alone to save this relationship.”
“Don’t act like you are the only one trying to make things work.” He replied, visibly mad about your words.
“I do.” You chuckled nervously, trying to stop these tears from forming in your eyes. “I fucking do Mingi.”
“I try to manage my schedule and you.”
“Argh, stop lying Mingi.” You stood up.
When you are mad or nervous, you have this habit of walking around.
“In a year, you never choose me over your schedule.” You started. “Or even tried to. You simply say, “sorry let’s do this another time” every time your manager calls.”
“I can’t tell him “No” Y/N.”
“He’s the one telling you that it can wait, but no you are running there.”
“That is not true.” He stood up as well.
You were now facing each other. If someone was in front of this scene, they would never imagine that you were lovers.
“You never believe me anyway, or just listen to me.”
“I do! I do it all the time!”
“If you cared at least a bit about me, Mingi, you would have put an alarm or a reminder on your phone. I’m not this kind of lover asking for a special day for me! I know that you are busy so just a text or a vocal message would have been okay for me!”
Your boyfriend remained quiet, it’s true that he didn’t think at all about texting you today.
“If you cared about me, you would tell me “Good luck” for my last exam week! Like I fucking do for all your performance!” You continued. “There’s a complete difference between what you say and what you do.”
“I do my best.”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m at a point where “best” for you is nothing for me.”
These words felt like a bullet to him. You didn’t say it clearly, but he really understood that you were done.
“Y/N.”
Once again, you stepped back, not allowing him to disturb you with his soft touch. You were decided to make things changes or to break up right now.
“Don’t tell me that-” he started before being cut off and surprise by the sad giggle you let out.
“At least I’m glad that our anniversary was yesterday. It would be so sad to break up on this day.”
“To b- to break up. Y/N hold on!” He tried to grab your hand, but it was useless, you dodged him again.
“I would appreciate it if you could leave now.”
Your voice cracked, but you let out a fake cough, not wanting him to know you were at the edge of crying.
“I can fix that.”
“You can. But do you really want to?” You raised a brow. “Do you really want to put me as your top priority? No matter what your schedule or whatever you need to do?”
Mingi absolutely wanted to scream yes, that you count for him more than anybody else. But at the same time, he was thinking about his members who are waiting for something from him. To be there for practice and schedules.
He didn’t realize that he didn’t say a word yet, too busy thinking about his career.
You would never be mad at him for choosing his career first. You were mad at yourself thinking that you could be the number one in his life.
You knew what you were going to do when you accepted to date him a year ago, but you ignored how much pain you would endure at the same time because of this.
“Well, if you don’t have anything to say.” You pointed at the door again. “I would like to sleep. I have an exam tomorrow.”
It was a lie, but you know it would be a good excuse for him to go back to the dorm.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, not daring to look at you.
“Me too.”
He took you all the strength you had in your body to not let these hot tears sling on your face and to not grab his hand and beg him to stay, crying out loud that you would wait for him.
You were just keeping this poker face and not breaking the eye contact when he dared to lift his stare on you.
Without saying anything, he turned around.
Every step felt like an earthquake to you. Your world was falling.
“Oh. I forgot.” He looked at you again, trying to reach for something in his bag.
You saw him grabbing something light in his hand. He came quickly to you and grabbed the back of your hand.
If your brain was working well, you would simply step back, but the softness of his skin comforted you in this harsh moment.
“Thank you for this.” He gently gave you back your second apartment key.
You stared at the little silver key.
“It’s really over.” You whispered; eyes blurred by tears.
Probably in the same state as you, Mingi rushed to leave the apartment. The warm feeling on your hand disappeared quickly. Like he did.
You ignored how much time you were standing dumbly in your room, your hand still holding the key. You couldn’t really believe that Mingi and you are over.
You couldn’t believe that you will need to continue your life as your feelings and love for him never existed.

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: Yunho.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Yep! Thank you

You woke up once again when you heard the thunder outside. You are not really scared of it, but not very comfortable either.
As usual, you turned around so you could hug your fiancé and find some sleep again. But an empty space embraced you instead.
“Yunho?” You called him quietly.
You sat on the bed and tried to discern any light from the bathroom. Nothing.
Since your little girl was born, you needed to be sure that everyone was okay and all the time. Not only your little Sasha but Yunho and your dog as well.
You got out of the bed and stepped quietly into the next room, Sasha’s one.
Before you could enter, you stopped at the door frame and stared at the scene in front of you.
Thanks to the weak orange light, you saw your daughter well awake, with an empty baby bottle, and a ton of plushies next to her. Your fiancé was with her in the crib, visibly in an uncomfortable position because of his tall legs, but he seemed to not care at all.
You laid down against the door frame, smiling at this meaningful moment.
“Only 6 months and look how strong you are, my angel.” He tickled her neck, making her giggle cutely.
“Are you going to be strong as your daddy or a scared baby as your mommy?” He smiled, amazed by anything this little human does.
You raised a brow, for sure you wouldn’t let him go with this.
For a short moment, you could only hear babbling from Sasha, while Yunho was looking at her in awe.
You saw in his eyes how much love he has for her. He has the same light when he looks at you or when he was looking at your belly when you were pregnant. 9 months was for sure, long, but it was worth it.
You were remembering your pregnant moment when a sniffling made you focus back on the scene.

“Ah damn…” laughed Yunho awkwardly, wiping his eyes.
You almost interrupted their moment when you saw him crying.
“You make daddy cry, my angel.” He smiled.
Sasha seemed to understand because her head tilted to the right, wondering if adults could make these mini bubbles of water too.
“Why are you looking at me like this?” He laughed. “Do you think I cry like you because I’m hungry?”
He was definitely talking alone, no way she could understand what he was saying at this age.
“I’m just crying with happiness.” He admitted. “You know. My mom, so your grandmother, told me that I would feel different when I will become a dad. She was right. Like always.” He paused. “But don’t tell her I said this.”
This man is unbelievable, you thought.
“But I have this indescribable love for you. It’s so strong, that it hurts!”
Intentionally or not, Sasha kicked her father’s chin.
“Yeah, it hurts like this kinda.” He rubbed his chin.
You were doing your best to not laugh at them.
“But I can handle everything from you.” He kissed her chubby cheeks.
Your daughter was loving this private moment with her dad.
You were wondering if it was the first time Yunho was sneaking at night to spend the night with her.
You were jealous in a way.
“Let’s give an easy life to your mom, okay?” He whispered, loud enough for you to hear it.
Your heart clenched in your chest.
“She gave us 2 wonderful gifts.” He started. “She gave your life and she gave me to the most, wonderful, beautiful, and kind little girl ever.” His voice cracked.
It would be a lie if you say that you were not at the edge of crying.
“Let’s be nice and treat her with love. Okay?”
Sasha let out a scream of excitement, shaking her little arms on the bed.
“Shhh.” He giggled. “Mom is sleeping.”
If he knew, you thought.
Yunho stared at his watch around his wrist.
“3 AM?! You should be sleeping already, young lady!”
Sasha tilted her head again.
“Yes sleeping. When you close your eyes and ‘rompish rompish’.” He imitated her cute snoring. “Dad sleeps soooo much too. You are clearly a mini-me.”
Oh yeah, the amount of time you saw them sleeping on the couch, mouth open. Even your wallpaper is Sasha laying on her father’s chest, both of them in the same position.
You were surprised when Yunho started to sing “One Day At Time” to her.
Sasha seemed to like it because you were staring at her dad with her big and cute eyes. Well before the 2nd chorus, she blinked a few times. That’s the sign that she’s falling asleep.
Yunho lowed his tone, not trying to ruin his effort.
He was rubbing her belly, making a double effect on her.
When her little shivering confirmed that she was asleep, he remained quiet.
You waited a minute before disturbing their little moment.
Quietly, you walked next to the crib. Your fiancé was possibly thinking about sleeping here the entire night because he was falling asleep as well.
“Babe.” You called him.
His first instinct was to put his arm around Sasha, without touching her just in case it would ruin her sleep.
“You scared me.”
“Come on, that’s our baby. Not only yours.” You smiled, rubbing her tiny cheek.
“Isn’t she the cutest?” He admired Sasha once again.
“She’s perfect.” You replied.
“You can’t even understand how grateful I am to have both of you in my life… I feel like I’m going to explode with happiness.” He grabbed your hand.
“Really? Even if I’m a scared baby?”
He raised a brow. “Since when were you here?”
“Enough longer to hear this.” You pinched his palm.
“Oops.”
In a serious tone, you asked.
“You are not going to sleep? I mean in our bed.”
“I should huh?”
“Yeah. Especially for your legs. You are too tall for that.”
“I know. But I just can’t help it. I don’t want to miss any seconds away from her.” He stared at Sasha, lovely and emotionally at the same time. “Can you imagine that she won’t be in this crib for that long?”
You nodded.
“In a few years, she will get her mini bed. Then a bigger one. Then a larger and bigger one. And finally, one in her own house.” He sighed.
“Yunho,” you giggled. “You are being so dramatic. Let her grow first then after you can worry. But right now, she’s still a baby and she would need her daddy for a long time.”
“You right.”
“Then go sleep in our comfy bed now.”
Yunho sighed and tried to exit the crib quietly, without shaking it too much.
When he walked next to you, he stopped.
“You are not coming?”
“I said you need to go, not me.” You smiled before taking his place in the crib.
“Hey!”
You smirked to your fiancé, “you leave it, you lose it.”

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 4K.

❦ Requested: Yep! Thank you (and yes I know I’m 2 days late but… Happy Valentines Day )

HONGJOONG

You were going back home after your work schedule.
When you entered the hall, you greeted the old lady living on the first floor. She was always looking after her cat or going for a walk.
“Good evening,” you simply bowed giving her a shy smile.
“Oh, hello Y/N!”
You were intrigued by the look she gave you. She seemed surprised to see you.
“Is there something wrong?”
“I met your friend an hour ago. I thought you were already home.”
“My friend?” You asked.
“Yeah, the handsome boy with who you are always laughing at indecent hours.” She smiled.
Ouch.
“Sorry…” you bowed once again.
“It’s okay, I was young too.”
You exchanged a few words for a minute, and you finally went to the staircase.
You took your phone out. Hongjoong didn’t tell you that he was coming. Otherwise, you wouldn’t take this long to go back home.
You discreetly opened the door.
As expected, he was there. Walking around. His facial expression seemed disturbed as if he was thinking about something stressful. At the same time, he was biting his nail nervously.
You were really wondering what was happening in his head.
“Did you murder someone to look so guilty?” You finally asked, playing with your keys.
Hongjoong almost had a heart attack when he heard your voice.
“Y-Y/N?” He stuttered. Wiping his moist hands on his pants.
“Why does it feel so surprising to you? I’m living here.”
“Since when are you here?”
“I don’t know… a minute?” You randomly replied.
Hongjoong let out a sigh of relief.
“What are these flowers for?” You asked when you spotted a bunch of roses lying next to your front door. “Do you have a date tonight?”

For you, it was impossible that Hongjoong brought it here for you. No way.
When you turned around, you saw your friend’s face blushing extremely.
“These… flowers are… for you.” He paused a second, blocking his respiration.
“For me? For what occasion?” You grabbed the bouquet.
“We are in February.”
You raised a brow. There was no occasion in February to receive a bouquet like this.
“Yeah and? I don’t g-”
“Do you want to be my Valentine?” He finally said. His fists clenched and his eyes were avoiding yours.
You blinked twice. “Your Valentine?”
“Yeah, for Valentine’s Day.” He replied, quickly.
“Me? Why?”
“Just tell me yes or no Y/N. My heart is already going to explode.” He begged you as you were questioning him more about this situation.
“Huh… well- Yes okay.” You agreed. “Let’s go.”
“For real?” He raised a brow, trying to see if you were lying.
“Yeah, for real.” You smiled.
“Wait.” He took his breath back. “You. Y/N agreed to be my Valentine for 14th February?”
“Yeah.” You giggled. “Except if you want me to decline.”
“NO!”
Both of you looked surprised at this loud reply.
“I mean,” he coughed. “No, it’s fine.”
You smelled the bunch of roses in your hand. “They’re beautiful though.”
“Maybe that’s too cliché. I don’t know.”
“They’re perfect.” You smiled.

SEONGHWA

Do you want to be my Valentine?”
This short sentence resonated in your head.
You couldn’t assimilate that Seonghwa, your longtime crush was asking you to be his date for the incoming Valentine’s Day.
To be honest, you couldn’t either assimilate that he prepared this big surprise for you.
The last month, he was so distant to you. You thought that maybe your life was going in different way. But no, he was planning this.

When he told you to meet him on the rooftop of the dorm for a movie night, it was not true.
When he told you that he probably won’t do anything for the 14th, it was not true.
When he told you that you should celebrate it with someone you like maybe from your university, it was not true.

When you saw these heart balloons and the rest of the decoration, you thought that you were in the wrong building. Until you saw him standing there.
He had only one rose in his hands. His hair was well slighted back, and his tux was clean.
Even if there wasn’t too much light, you could see him gulping a few times. He was nervous.
“W-What is going on?” You asked, not even daring to step out of the door frame.
With his free hand, he incited you to join him.
You hesitated a second, ignoring if your final decision will change the friendship, you had this whole time. But a part of you knew that anyway, it has changed.
“What is this, Hwa?” Your voice cracked a bit.
The more and more you walked to him, the more you could see how his eyes were nervous and teary.
When you personally judged that you were close enough, Seonghwa opened his mouth to talk.
But not a single word could come out. So, he closed it once again and stared at the dark sky above you.
“Seonghwa, you are scaring me.” You whispered. “Is there something wrong?”
“I just have an important question for you.” He replied.
Because of the decoration, you had a hint about what he wanted to talk about.
“What is it?”
Once again, his lips parted but nothing came out. No sound, no words.
“Just ask her idiot!”
You both turned to the door behind you. You realized that the other members were probably there since you stepped on the rooftop.
“Shut up Wooyoung, you are going to ruin everything.” Scolded San.
You ignored if it was because you were nervous, but you let out a light laugh.
“Do you think they heard us?” Asked Wooyoung.
Seonghwa rolled his eyes, not surprised that something like this happens.
To avoid losing more time, he grabbed your hand.
Seonghwa and you wanted to laugh at each other when you noticed that both of your hands were moist and shaking.
“I guess the mood is ruined.”
You shook your head, giving him a little smile. “No, it’s perfect.”
Taking a last deep breath while holding your hand, Seonghwa took all the braveness he needed.
“By any chance,” he started, grunting a bit. “I mean, if you want of course.” He freaked out, taking care of every word that came out of his mouth.
“Do you want to be my Valentine?” Seonghwa handed you the single rose.
Honestly, he wouldn’t need a verbal answer from you, because your eyes say it all.
“Of course, I want to be your Valentine.” You replied, accepting the red flower.
You exchanged a long stare, not wanting to say anything that could ruin this moment.
“Did she say yes?!” Yelled Wooyoung once again.
In a second, you were opening the door and all the members were looking at you, trying to discern anything.
“She’s holding the rose!” Pointed Jongho.
Seonghwa was standing up, smiling widely at them. Valentine’s Day will be interesting this year.

YUNHO

[“Are you at home?”]
You were binge-watching your zombie show when your phone screen lighted up next to you.
You raised a brow. Yunho wouldn’t ask such questions at this time.
[“Yes, why?”]
[“I fell really hard when I stepped out of the shower.”]
[“??? I told you to be sure nothing is slippery.”]
[“Are you okay? Are you alone at home?”]
[“Nobody’s at home… I can’t even stand up.”]
Yunho waited at least 2 minutes for your reply. But the three dots or a possible facetime call never appeared.
Your brain was in emergency mode, you grabbed the first jacket and sneakers you found.
The TV was still playing when you slammed the door. You were in such a hurry that you weren’t sure if you took your own key.
In the street, you made a sign to a taxi and jumped in. You stuttered to give him the address.
Your head was spinning, imagining the worse for your friend.
[“I’m on the way. Do not move.”]
The taxi driver even tried to change your mind by telling 2-3 jokes are anecdotes that happened this year. But nothing worked, even if you wanted to, you couldn’t focus on him.
When you stepped out of the taxi, you promised him that you would pay him right after making sure Yunho was okay. By his age or maybe he absolutely wanted his money, he nodded and just ordered you to go inside.
When you entered, you felt like everyone was looking at you, okay your look was terrible right now but still.
You pushed the elevator button at least the 10th time but it wasn’t quick for you. With a blurred vision, you bumped into someone but didn’t even apologize and just ran to the staircase.
You ignored how you had the strength to climb the 8th floor at this pace. But your brain didn’t allow you to rest until you are sure that Yunho is okay.
Lucky for you, but strangely at the same time, the door was open. Maybe someone went in to help him.
The apartment was plunged into the dark. You couldn’t see a light in the bathroom.
“Yunho?” You called him, opening the bathroom.
There was no spot of water or blood there.
“Jeong Yunho!” You shouted, rushing to his room.
Just before you could enter, the living-room light turned on. You could see a bunch of decorations such as heart balloons, petals on the floor, and confetti around.
Yunho was standing there, smiling widely at you.
“What the hell.” Was the only expression you could think about?
Your friend was standing well in front of you, not a sign of blood or scar anywhere else.
“You arrived in 18 minutes! What a champion.”
“What the hell Yunho!”
Because of the stress, a bunch of tears ran down your cheeks.
Yunho was confused and sorry at the same time. You really thought he was hurt.
He ran to you, ruining his plan.
“I’m fine! I’m completely fine! Look.” He showed his arms. “No bruise, nothing!”
“Why did you do that?!” You pouted, still crying like a baby.
“I wanted to make you come here! As a surprise.”
“You could just ask me to come! Not to leaving me thinking you’re dying in your bathroom!”
You punched his shoulder as you do when you are mad at him.
“Sorry Y/N.” He gave you a soft hug, patting your back as you were sniffling on his shirt.
“I hate you.” You whispered.
“Do you hate me so much that you refuse to be my Valentine this year?” He smirked, tightening the embrace.
“No.” You sobbed.
“No what?” He doubted for a moment.
“I want to be your Valentine this year.” You gripped his shirt.
He sighed in relieve.
“The plan didn’t go as I thought, but at least I have you here.”
“I absolutely hate you.” You didn’t miss to remind him.

YEOSANG

As always, you were chilling in Yeosang’s room.
He was scrolling for 45 minutes on Tik Tok while you were trying to rest after the long day you had.
Occasionally, he would run his hand on your hair to help you relax even more.
“Did you know it was Valentine’s Day next Monday?” He asked.
“Yeah…” you sighed.
He glanced at you. The tone of voice you used, seemed to be annoyed.
“Something wrong with this event?”
“No.” You replied.
“Are you sure? Because the vein on your forehead popped out.”
You rolled your eyes and sat next to him. His eyes were following you, wondering why your attitude changed.
“It’s just annoying.” You started. “I know that there’s no day to prove that you love someone. But I just want to be one of those girls receiving a bouquet on the 14th.” You pouted, envious.
“I thought that you hated flowers.” He raised a brow.
“Who told you that?”
“You.”
You blinked twice, figuring out when you mentioned such a thing.
“Whatever, you’re wrong. I like flowers.”
“Then go in the street and find someone to spend Valentine’s Day with.” He suggested as if it was simple.
“I knew that you wouldn’t understand.” You sighed, laying once again next to him.
Yeosang didn’t get why you seemed visibly this mad. It’s just a day.
Even if the thought of you spending this kind of event with someone else made his heart clench, he was curious. You were one of the prettiest girls he knows. Everyone would run to you.
“Do you want me to spend it with you?” He suggested.
You didn’t dare to answer. For you, he was only teasing you. As a reply, you lied on the side, showing your back to him.
You thought that maybe he understood how this situation was frustrating for you because he remained quiet.
You heard him, watching a few more TikTok and then leave his phone on the nightstand.
When you thought he was going out, you saw his body figure coming in front of you.
“What?” You asked, visibly mad.
“Do you want to be my Valentine?”
His eyes didn’t even leave yours. You could feel that he was serious.
“Stop playing with me.”
“Y/N. Do you want to be my Valentine or not?”
“If I say yes you are going to make fun of me. I know you.” You rolled your eyes.
“I promise. I won’t.”
You sat up, resting your back on the headboard.
“Why are you even proposing? If it’s pity, then you can-”
“I like you.” He simply said as it was the easiest thing to confess. “I just want you to be happy and if that means that I need to buy flowers and invite you to a restaurant, then I will.”
You didn’t see a glimpse of a lie in his eyes and his voice tone either.
“Then okay. I accept.” You said, still suspicious.
“Cool.” He stood up. “Which flowers do you like?”
“No idea.”
“Okay. Now which restaurant do you like? Which kind?”
“Asian one.”
“Good thing we are in Korea then.” He smiled.
“Italian too.”
“Ah,” he paused. “Okay.”
He was about to leave, probably to grab a snack as always.
“Yeosang?” You called him with a weak voice.
“Hm?”
“Do you really like me?” You shyly asked.
“Yeah. Who wouldn’t?” He smiled.

SAN

You were gathered around the restaurant table, sitting between Yunho and Mingi. No need to say that you felt tiny between these two. San was sitting in front of you. During the entire diner, he picked food from your plate even if you had the exact main dish.
He loves to see your expression when one of your pieces of meat disappear. It was something like “I will kill him” and “maybe he’s really hungry so I won’t bother him”. You were always taking care of him.
When the dessert arrived, Yunho proposed to play “Truth or Dare” a game that he downloaded on his phone this morning.
“This game brings problems.” You said, thinking about your past experiences.
“That’s why it’s so funny.” Smirked Seonghwa.
“Play the game Jeong Yunho!” Clapped Wooyoung.
“Can I not play?” You asked, not wanting them to know your little secrets such as your big crush on San.
“Does it mean that you have a ton of secret Y/N?” Asked San, with his little evil smile.
“No.” You lied. “My life is pretty boring compared to yours.”
“Okay then you have nothing to be afraid of.” Concluded Yunho, patting your back.
You sighed internally and prepared yourself mentally.
The wheel spinned at least 9 nine times and your name never appeared once. They all had to reveal little things about their self or dare action such as asking the waiter phone number or drink 2 shots of Soju straight.
Every time it was your time to play, the wheel said, “pass your turn”. If it wasn’t your lucky day, then what was it.
“San your turn.” Yunho placed back his phone in the center of the table.
Your friend didn’t hesitate to spin it. Showing how he was enthusiastic for the next question.
“Ask the player Y/N something she couldn’t refuse.” He read out loud.
“Food!” Shouted Jongho.
“Hey you.” You gave him a death glare.
“What is the question San? But choose well.” Said Yeosang.
San remained quiet for a few seconds, not breaking the eye-contact you had.
“Y/N?”
“Hum?” You raised a brow, already thinking that he’s going to ask you to do his chores for the rest of the month. Or even the year.
“Do you want to be my Valentine?” He asked, completely seriously.
You flinched when Mingi’s spoon slid from his fingers.
“I wasn’t expecting this.” Whispered Seonghwa.
“Me neither.” You added.
“So?”
“She can’t decline it anyway.” Said Yunho.
“I want to be sure I’m not the only one who want it. If she doesn’t want. Then I will change my-”
“I want it.” You replied straight.
Every member stared at you.
“Did we miss something?” Wondered Hongjoong.
San ignored his comment and simply smiled to you.
“Then let’s meet this 14th.”

MINGI

When you texted him to say that you were angry because you probably failed your test, he was even more stressed.
Today, he planned to ask you to be his Valentine for the next week and possibly for the rest of his life.
He asked his mom, friends and members a ton of advice and tips, but he couldn’t figure it out. How could he ask you something like this? He never did it before.
Even if you were ranting in text messages, saying that you should have worked harder and that you were useless, Mingi was still on his way to your university.
When he saw your school gates, his heart was pondering in his chest. What if you simply decline? He would probably cry on his way back home.
When finally, he saw you walking sadly toward the exit, he made you a sign.
The look on your face gave him a tiny bit more of braveness.
You almost ran to him. He was so caring.
“Why are you here?” You pouted. “You wanted to see how my life is a mess by yourself?”
“I’m pretty sure you are exaggerating. You are one of the smartest people in your promotion.” He tried to reassure you.
“But this test was something else…” you sighed.
He shrugged, ignoring what to say. He wasn’t there. Maybe you were true about this exam.
“I was heading home. Do you want to do something else before?”
“A- I… Well.” He stuttered, his ears getting redder every seconds.
“What?” Your eyebrows furrowed.
“Do you know that Valentine’s Day is next week?” He asked, changing once again his tactic.
“Ah really? Didn’t pay attention of anything these last days anyway.” You sighed. “Are you going to celebrate it?”
“Well… I-,” he let out a light chuckle, his mouth was crisped of embarrassment.
“Ah you are going on a date huh.” You nodded.
“Yes, but I-… maybe we- date you know.” He stuttered again, making his sentence worse and worse.
“Well enjoy your date. Because I will probably binge watch a show or eat a ton of chocolate aloooone.”
“Maybe we could spend it together!” He shouted, making everyone turn around.
“Yeah okay. Why not.” You shrugged.
Mingi couldn’t believe it was so easy. He was making a bunch of scenarios in his head and no one of them was this simple.
“Should we invite the boys too? So, nobody is left apart.” You suggested.
That’s why it was so easy. You didn’t understand that it was only Mingi and you.
“Except if some of them are taken.” You added, wondering who could have a partner this day.
Mingi remained quiet, ignoring how he could tell you that he was only both of you.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” You raised a brow.
“I- I was talking about only us two.” He whispered, even if in his head he was shouting it out loud.
“Us two? Only?” You repeated.
He nodded. “Would you be my Valentine?” He said without even realizing it came out from his lips.
“Oh.”
Mingi was freaking out. Oh? What’s “oh” means? Is it good? Bad? Both?
“Yes. I- I would love to be your Valentine.” You played with your fingers nervously.
“G-Great.” He nodded, satisfied.
“Great.” You answered back.
You stayed there, during a minute, chuckling every time you had a eye contact. If it wasn’t the perfect image for “being awkward” then what was it.
“I will accompany you back home then.”
“What? But we didn’t have our first date yet? Aren’t we supposed to date 3 times at least?” You freaked out.
Mingi immediately understood what you meant. His entire face blushed furiously.
“I will head back home as well! It’s just to make sure you are safe! It’s dark! I didn’t think about this at all!”
Both of you were now flustered by this situation and this misunderstanding.
Valentine’s Day will be interesting and exhausting as well.

WOOYOUNG

Wooyoung plopped on the couch, waking you up accidentally.
“Oh sorry.” He smirked.
You gave him a death stare and rested your head back on the armchair.
“Why are you so tired?”
“Because I planned everything for your vacations post-tour.” You replied, not even looking at him.
You were the manager assistant for a month now. You knew that this job would be exhausting but at this point.
“You should sleep instead.”
“Yes, thank you I will think about it. Maybe I’m going to sleep without doing my job and won’t get fired the next day.”
“I won’t let this happen.” He giggled.
“Playboy.” You whispered.
You were about to fall asleep once again, when Wooyoung crouched in front of you. To be honest, it made your heartbeat faster for a second.
“What?” You asked, trying to keep your stoic figure.
“Are you free this weekend?”
“Don’t think so…”
“Work?”
You nodded, “what else?”
“What do you need to work on?”
“Why are you so curious?” You raised a brow. “I will need to work on your schedule in 2 weeks I guess.”
“2 weeks? So, you can at least take your Saturday off.” He suggested.
“I have an apartment to pay Wooyoung.”
“Manager-nim*!” He shouted, running to the man sitting in the corner of the room.
“Wooyoung!” You whispered, trying to dissuade him to do something.
You were avoiding any eye contact with your boss while your friend was whispering, obviously, few lies to him.
When he came back to you, a large smile on his lips, he said:
“Here’s your day off. You’re welcome.”
“I have absolutely no reason to take a day off.” You rolled your eyes.
“You have one now.” He sat down next to you, looking in front of him.
“And which one?”
“Can we spend Valentine’s Day together?” He said out of the blue.
“Wait what?” You dumbly asked.
He chuckled and rested his head on the headrest, looking right into your eyes. “Do you want to be my Valentine?”
Instead of your usual “stop playing with me”, your answer got out quicker than you could control it.
“Yes!”
By the look on his face, you could guess that he was taken aback by how you replied.
“I mean yeah… why not, since I’m free now.” You shrugged, trying to find a cool posture.
“Were you waiting for me to ask?” He smirked.
“No.”
“I’m not-”
“S-shut up.” You replied straight.

*Nim: The Korean suffix 님 (nim) is a high-level honorific used to show respect to someone.

JONGHO

“Y/N?” Whispered Jongho.
You rolled your eyes. “What Jongho?”
As the 7th time today, he simply parted his lips to shut it the next second.
“What’s going on with you today?” You sighed. “Are you trying to remember my name?”
Jongho scratched his arm embarrassed.
Interiorly, he proposed you to spend the Valentine’s Day since you arrived at 11 AM. But now it was almost 9 PM and everything he said was related to lunch or dinner.
“I’m need to go to the bathroom.” He gulped.
“Again? Or you sick?”
“I don’t feel really good, but it’s fine!” He said before closing the door.
“What is going on with this guy today…” you wondered, talking by yourself.
In the room next to you, Jongho was slapping his arms and chest to punish himself to be such a coward. He turned on the sink water so you couldn’t hear him talking alone.
“You can do it Jongho! It’s just a simple question!” He started. “It’s Y/N. Your friend! It’s so easy to talk to her.”
At the right moment, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
Seonghwa was asking if they could head back home now. They spent the entire day in a sauna so Jongho could ask you out in peace.
When he replied, “I still didn’t ask anything”, he saw a bunch of dots on the screen.
[“Yaaa! You should’ve asked her since this morning already! I’m tired!”] Complained Wooyoung.
[“Don’t be a coward and just ask her!”] Added Yeosang.
[“Ask her out by singing I don’t know but do something.”] Sent Hongjoong.
Jongho simply put his phone back on his jeans. He was already so stressed; he didn’t need to read their messages.
He stared at himself one last time in the mirror and got out.
Jongho wasn’t expecting to see you packing your stuff, coat and boots already on.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m heading home.”
“W-W- But why?” He freaked out.
“To let you rest if you are sick.” You raised a brow.
“I’m fine!
“It’s getting late anyway.”
You zipped your bag and headed to the front door.
“I will text you when I’m home!”
“Y/N wait!”
You turned around.
“I have something to ask you.” He stepped closer to you.
You stared at him, letting him know that you were waiting.
The strange feeling in his stomach intensified.
“If I ask you to…” he paused.
“To?” You repeated, inviting him to continue.
“To spend Valentine’s Day with me. Would you accept?”
“Well…” you sighed, making Jongho thinks that you will decline no matter what.
“Since it’s been at least an eternity that I’m waiting for it. Of course, I accept.” You giggled.
“Yes!” Jumped Jongho, completely relieved.
“Aaah! That’s why you were so weird today!” You realized.
“That’s not easy to say.”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m glad you did.”

It’s been a while beautiful people!
New year so new request list. I deleted the previous one so it’s brand new.

If you requested a long time ago, you can write exactly the same one. Weird but, it’s just better and less messy for my mindset. :)
The rules are the same:

⭕️What I can do:
- Reactions (for OT8 only).
- Scenarios.
- Prompts.
- Headcanons.
- Fake texts.

❌What I cannot do:

- Write about abusive stuff (domestic ab*se, r*pe, b*lly, etc…), blood/gore, self h*rm.
There’re few ones that I can mention, but very lightly.

❤️What you can do:
- Comment, like and reblog my writings.
- Interact with me .
- Give me advices or reviews.
- Be clear in your requests, such as which member(s) in which situation etc.

Please try to be clear as possible, thank you!

❦ Genre: Fluff. 

❦Pairing: OT8. 

❦ Word count: 4K. 

❦ Requested: Yep! Thank you my devoted friend

HONGJOONG

“Maybe you should suggest it to Eden. I’m pretty sure he will like that you go out of your comfort zone.”
“Yeah…” gulped Hongjoong, already imagining Eden with a disappointed expression on his face.
“You are a genius. You shouldn’t be scared to show your talent.”
It’s been 20 minutes since you were trying to convince your boyfriend to show his new production to his superior team.
You admitted that he never used this type of instrumental before. It was new and few of them could be surprised.
“Or maybe try to talk about it with the members?” You suggested. “They are more able to help you than me.”
“I’m already late for the practice so I will ask them later.” He rubbed his neck.
Once he closed the studio’s door, you both rushed to the 6th floor. Right in the hallway, you could hear the loud music playing.
Hongjoong practically rushed there, but you stopped him.
“Wait, honey!”
“Hm?” He stopped, fixing his beanie.
You took his face between your soft hands, and gave him a big peck on the cheek. You know that this kind of affection makes him feel better and less anxious.
He smiled at you in response, almost chuckling like a kid and opened the door.
Lucky for him, the other members were only stretching and fooling each other.
“Oh, hello Y/N!” Greeted San.
Hongjoong stared at him as if he betrayed him.
“And me?” He pointed at his chest.
“We saw each other this morning Hyung.”
“What a baby.” You pinched his arm.
“Why are you two looking so happy?” Smirked Yeosang, already imagining that there’s something between you.

You stared at Hongjoong. He was in charge of finding excuses when members were being suspicious.
Strangely, this time he remained quiet.
Yeosang raised a brow, ignoring why he was suddenly avoiding any conflict.
“Actually… Y/N and I are together.”
You felt your heart rumble in your chest. He finally did it. He revealed to them that you were not only friends.
You almost convulsed when he grabbed your hand gently and tightened his grip. You could guess that he was anxious as well by their reactions.
You stared at each members’ face. Even if they were staring at your intertwined fingers, you couldn’t see a glimpse of surprise in their eyes.
“We knew it already.” Finally said Jongho, sitting on the couch.
“W-What? Since when?” Stuttered the leader, his cheeks blushing at a fast pace.
“Even if it’s the first time you show a mark of affection. We are not blind.” Wooyoung rolled his eyes.
“You could at least tell me! I wouldn’t hide it for so long.” Hongjoong was now angry. He was scared of their reactions this entire time.
“Hey,” pouted Seonghwa. “In the story, you should have been the one who tells us first.”
Even if they started to argue like they usually do. You couldn’t help but to stare at your hands. Even if you did it a ton of time secretly or in private. Right now it felt special.
“You okay Y/N?” Asked Yeosang.
“More than okay…” you whispered, your heart fluttering.

SEONGHWA

You went to the restaurant with the group. They just ended “The Real” promotions and Seonghwa suggested celebrating it.
The dinner was chill, great atmosphere and of course you were the noisiest table in the entire restaurant. The waitress even came 2 times just to warn that it was annoying a few clients.
At first, members listened to her, with your boyfriend measuring every high decibel.
But at the end the noise was coming back. And louder.
At the end, you suggested ending this party at the dorm so they could scream and laugh as much as they want.
So here you are now, walking in the crowded street. People were enthusiastic about these few snowflakes falling on their heads.
“Romantic right?” Whispered Seonghwa.
You nodded.
Without noticing it, you were envious of these couples walking hand in hand and appreciating the snow. You know that right now, it is impossible for you to share these kinds of moments with your boyfriend, or at least in public. Maybe you could do it on the dorm balcony, where no one could see you. Less romantic right?
Seonghwa raised a brow when he saw this sad expression on your face. Even if he was talking with Yeosang and Jongho to his right, he couldn’t stop staring at you.
He was aware that hiding your relationship was hard for you. Even if you never complained. You were simply waiting, enjoying every moment you had.
In an excitable surge, he slid his hand on your forearm to reach your palm.
Now you realized what he was doing, a wide smile appeared on your face.
“Eeeeew Hyung!” Almost threw up Wooyoung.
He was pointing at both of you from behind, making the entire group look at the situation.
“Ooouuh!” Sang Yunho and San childishly.
“Disgusting.” Simply replied Jongho. “Take a room.”
Seonghwa and you never showed any form of affection in public or in front of the members, so you couldn’t help but to feel a bit shy and awkward in this situation.
“Shut up guys,” smirked Seonghwa. “I hope that someday you will do this as well because it feels so good!” He rubbed your hand with his thumb, a bit awkwardly, but it was a soft motion.
“Ew.” Repeated Wooyoung.
“You do it with San all the time.” You raised a brow.
“It’s not the same.” Wooyoung puts his arm around San’s shoulder. “I don’t see him naked.”
“Wooyoung!” Seonghwa turned around, completely flustered by what his friend was assuming.
“Please erase this image of my head.” Begged Jongho, looking at the sky.
Wooyoung laughed the entire way back home, trying to mock Seonghwa and you the entire way.
They tried to pull you apart, but Seonghwa kept his strong grip on you.
Even if you think you will end up in the CEO’s office tomorrow early, you appreciate every second of Seonghwa’s hand in yours.

YUNHO

“Y/N you take all the space with your popcorn.” Sighed Jongho.
“Then hold the bowl.” You repeated for the third time, knowing that he wouldn’t.
“No.”
“Then shhh! I can’t focus on the movie with your complaints.” You rolled your eyes.
“Were you siblings in another life?” Asked Yunho.
“Never.” You replied at the same time.
Jongho and you had the habit of arguing and even fighting sometimes as siblings do. You know he has nothing against you, it’s just an “ego” battle.
For the first time tonight, the living-room was quiet. No one was asking stupid questions because they were too busy chatting then watching.
But suddenly, Mingi asked.
“Hey,” he turned around to look at both of you sitting on the couch.
You immediately handed him the popcorn bucket, but he shook his head.
“Why do we never see you holding hands like this?” He pointed at the main characters on the screen.
The popcorn you just slid in your mouth made one turn in your throat.
“Yeah.” Nodded San. “You never show anything. Are you really together?”
“We do it when we are alone.” Shrugged Yunho.
“You can do it in front of us too. We don’t mind.” Added Seonghwa, pausing the movie.
For a second, you hated Mingi for asking such questions. You were now the attention of every member here.
“Why is this so interesting for you anyway?” You asked.
Before anyone could answer, Yunho grabbed your hand which was resting in the bucket. You were ashamed for a few seconds when you realized that your hand was probably greasy, and a few crumbs were spread on it.
“See.” He held your hand higher, so they could all see it.
They all tilted their head on the side, staring at this sign of affection.
“Okay.” Simply said Mingi, focusing back on the screen.
Seonghwa, sitting in front of the couch, played back the movie.
You were still intrigued by this situation. And you were still hungry. But you couldn’t tell him to free your hand just to eat.
Yunho felt your hand tensing, he glanced at you.
“It feels awkward right?” He whispered to your ear, making you shiver at the same time.
You shook your head. “It’s fine.”
“You can tell me the truth Y/N. I can feel and see how tense you are.”
You shook your head one more time, like a kid would do.  “I like it.”
“Then why does your hand feel like a stone?” He giggled, not giving up.
Jongho, on the other side of the couch, decided to interfere.
He pulled your hands apart and put yours in the bucket.
“She’s hungry and doesn’t dare to say it to you.” He sat back. “You’re welcome, Y/N.”
For a moment, you wanted to disappear. This fresh new relationship with Yunho was something you never experienced before and for a few moments like this you ignored how to act.
Yunho smiled to you, “I will let my hand here then,” he rested it between your leg and his. “Then when you are done just hold it.”
You nodded, gulping with embarrassment.
“But my hands are dirty.” You replied.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed a handful of popcorn, even if he hadn’t touched it since the beginning of the movie. “Mine too, now.”
“So clingy.” Shivered Jongho, a disgusted expression on his face.

YEOSANG

You sighed one more time. It’s been almost 4 hours that your butt was resting on the van’s seat.
The group had a schedule in another city that you had never gone to yet. So, when Yeosang suggest you come, you didn’t hesitate. But you would probably change your mind if you knew how long it takes to go there.
Since they are used to these long roads, they prepare games, but it always ends badly since they’re all bad losers.
Yeosang, who was sitting just next to you. His adorable face was resting on the headrest.
By the way you were moving and sighing, he felt that you were annoyed and bored.
“You okay?” He cracked an eye to look at you.
“Is the city still far away? It’s been 3 hours and…” you took your phone. “43 minutes.”
“I don’t know babe.” He whispered. “Maybe you should try to sleep.”
“But I’m not tired.”
“Watch a movie?” He suggested.
“No more battery.” You showed him your phone screen, indicating 7% left.
“Then use mine.” He looked for his phone, in his pocket.
“No no it’s fine. I will just wait.” You concluded, pouting a bit.
“I’m pretty sure it shouldn’t be far away anymore.” Yeosang tried to reassure you.
You didn’t say anything and just let your boyfriend rest. You couldn’t complain when you know he probably slept 2 hours last night because of the trip preparation and his schedule.
Yunho and Wooyoung, who were probably hearing the entire conversation, turned around on their seats, kneeling on them.
They looked like two little demons.
“What?” You whispered, not trying to ruin your boyfriend’s peace.
“If you are bored, we can play.” Started Yunho.
“So, you can bite and punch each other again?” You raised a brow, already disagreeing with this idea.
“Come on.” Said Wooyoung, pointing at Jongho. “He punched me first.”
“And I can do it again.” Threatened Jongho, opening one eye.
“Don’t start.” Ordered Seonghwa, who could hear anything even with his earphones.
“Does he have this mom instinct or what?” Whispered Wooyoung.
“Stop bothering Y/N.” Sighed Yeosang.
As he was trying to save you from playing with these two and at the same time, trying to keep a silence in the van, he grabbed your hand.
Your saliva made one straight turn in your throat. It was the first time he was holding your hand, and in front of 4 other eyes.
You started quickly at Yunho and Wooyoung’s reaction.
They were both trying to not scream or laugh at the situation.
But Yeosang’s closest friend couldn’t help but to let out a chuckle when his friend intertwined his fingers with yours.
You stared at your boyfriend. You couldn’t figure out if it was planned or not.
“Aaaw, that’s so cute.” Said Wooyoung, taking his voice and using it for his aegyo. “Right Yunho-Hyung?“
“Shut up.” You mumbled.
“Y/N.” Called Seonghwa. The other members were not the only ones being scolded by the eldest member.
“Hyung! Look.” Said Yunho, excited to see Seonghwa’s reaction.
Lucky for you all the other members were sleeping, because you couldn’t handle all these stares on your hand.
“I hate couples.” He sighed, his head falling back on the window dramatically.
“Aye… this one is so jealous.”
You couldn’t focus on the little argument between these three that Yeosang rubbed his thumb on your hand. As he’s doing when you are at your house and trying to fall asleep.
“I didn’t know he was so romantic.” Laughed Wooyoung.
This remark probably woke something up in Yeosang’s head, because his eyes were now wide open.
Yunho and Wooyoung were smiling at him.
As if your hand was now a burning fireball, he pushed it back on your lap.
“Eh-” you stuttered.
“Too late buddy.” Smirked Wooyoung.
Yeosang knew they wouldn’t let him live after this.

SAN

“I’m so bored.” Yawned San, laying on the grass.
“Just enjoy your free time.” You replied, picking a candy.
San proposed to do a pic-nic at the park. All the members agreed with that. It would change for them. Usually, they do their own activities individually.
But more and more these packs of snacks, candies and cans of soda were emptying, San repeated how bored he was.
“That was your idea, San.” Said Hongjoong, laying on the grass as well, his hat hiding his face from the sun.
“But I thought we would play or talk!” He pouted.
“We are tired.” Sighed Yeosang, in the same position.
“That’s what a day off is for. To rest.” Concluded Seonghwa.
“Boring…” he whispered.
“Argh I’m done hearing him complaining!” Say back to Mingi, visibly frustrated. “Can we go on a walk or whatever there is here? Before I throw him in the River.”
You chuckled at the thought of Mingi pushing your boyfriend in the water.
“That’s a good idea! Let’s go for a walk.” San immediately stood up.
Finally with all the arguments possible, they all managed to get up and clean the mess.
As always, you watched them doing the tasks. Seonghwa will scold you if you do a simple move to help them.
When they all come back around you to pick their stuff, San tends his hand to you. You grabbed it, thinking that it was to help you to stand up. But now, you were right on your two legs, his grip didn’t lose.
“Let’s go!” He smiled at you.
You stared at the members, discreetly, one by one. You could see that few of them were surprised that San was doing such a love demonstration. You avoided making eye contact with each of them.
Seonghwa and Yunho had the same expression that grandparents had when their grandchildren gave them a cute drawing.
Yeosang and Jongho were faking throws up while Mingi and Wooyoung were clearly trying to hold back all their jokes.
A part of you wanted to let San’s hand goes. It was a little bit awkward for you. But you couldn’t lie in the fact that it feels good.
“Should we rent bikes? It been so long since we did this.” Suggested Hongjoong.
“No, I’m too tired to ride a bicycle.” Declined San.
“Too tired or you don’t want to leave Y/N’s hand?” Smirked Jongho.
Wooyoung finally let out his high laugh explode, while Mingi was arboring the widest smile he ever had.
San just stuck his tongue to them. “You are jealous.”
“Yeah sure.” Replied Jongho, ironically.
“Guys stop.” Said Hongjoong, with a serious tone. “Leave San alone.”
“Thank you Hyung.” He smiled, holding your hand stronger.
“He needs all his energy and concentration to hold Y/N’s hand.”
San’s smile completely wiped off when he understood that his leader was teasing him the whole time.
To exit this situation, you simply decided to take the lead.
“Let’s go this way!” You took an awkward big step, still pulling his hand.
“Let’s hold each other’s hand before guys!” Ordered Seonghwa.
“Oh gosh…” you whispered.

MINGI

“Are you sure this dress is comfortable enough?” Asked Mingi once again, getting out of the van.
“I’m pretty sure you have a problem with this dress and not really about if it’s comfortable or not.” You raised a brow.
“No no. This dress is nice.”
“Cool, so can we go in now?”
It’s been 15 minutes since you were parked just next to the home party. Mingi had nonstop things to tell you. And it was all around how you dressed up tonight.
“Yeah…” he sighed.
As always, you both put a distance between each other. Fans and paparazzi truly believed that you were his best friend. But of course, they were wrong.
Only the members knew the real status of your relationship.
When you entered, the music was so loud that you covered your ears for a second.
People were already dancing, flirting, drinking and playing the several games available.
“Y/N! Mingi!” Called Yunho, jumping at the corner of the room so you could notice him.
You smiled at him and almost ran to them. Mingi noticed that and couldn’t help feeling a bit jealous. He would need to share you, in this dress, for the entire night.
“Hello Ateez.” You sat next to Jongho.
“Ateez?” Repeated Wooyoung and San at the same time.
“That’s still weird when you call us like that.” Added Seonghwa.
“I know that you don’t like it.”
“That’s why she does it.” Sighed Mingi, sitting right next to you.
“I will forgive you tonight because your dress looks fantastic!” Declared Seonghwa, clapping at your entire look.
“I know right!” You smiled, completely excited.
Mingi couldn’t help but to think that it would be a long night. A long night.
It was now 3AM and it looked like the party really started. Everyone was in this nice euphoria.
You danced with every member, even dumbly with San but no one cared.
When you are finally all chiling, back on the couch, you are the attention center.
Mingi tried to relativise. It’s been almost a month that they had no news about you, so they were catching up.
“Not long enough though…” He finally repeated out loud.
“What did you say Mingi?” Asked Yunho, almost leaning on his friend.
“Nothing.” He mouthed, smirking awkwardly.
At the end, your boyfriend realized that he wanted to be the center of attention like you. He ponders for a few seconds to find how he can get their attention.
Out of nowhere, he slid his hand on your lap, to reach your palm which was resting on your knee.
By instinct, you tried to remove your hand, but he tightened his embrace on your hand.
“Mingi-”
The other members were surprised by his behavior. There were a ton of people here and your relationship could appear tomorrow on social media.
“What?” Asked Mingi, a proud smile on his face.
He finally had what he wanted. All the members’ attention was on both of you.
“Since when are you so lovely dovely in front of other people?” Asked Hongjoong, sipping his cocktail.
“Just because I wanted to.”
“I have never seen you holding hands during these 2 years.” Noticed Seonghwa.
“Then get used to it.” Replied Mingi cockily.
Even if you were surprised by his assurance, you couldn’t help but be happy that he was finally holding your hand or just showing affection in public.
“A new era has started.” Whispered Seonghwa to Hongjoong’s ear.

WOOYOUNG

Wooyoung is the teasing type. Everything he does is to annoy you. For what? Just to make you blush or flustered.
For example, when you are in the shopping mall and just because of an inattentive moment, you lost each other. Instead of just giving you a call or a text message, he runs to the information center and asks them to make a vocal request in the entire mall.
He describes you as a little girl, but the description is so accurate, that one time someone brought you right at the information center, thinking that you were crazy.
This day, you really thought about killing him.
The next episode was when you invited him to meet your friends for the first time.
Everything was going well, and he was so nice to everyone. But you ignored why and how, but the “Annoying Wooyoung” woke up and he decided to call you by a ton of pet names.
Ridiculous one, such as “my favorite flower in a cow place,” “my favorite sunshine light in the morning,” or worse like “my crazy and cute frog when she dances”.
You can’t remember the amount of kicks you gave him under the table.
Even if this side of him annoys you sometimes, you know it doesn’t mean it or trying to be mean.
But today, the wheel turned.

The entire group and you were gathered in the kitchen. It was Wooyoung’s birthday, so they made a little surprise party for him. They bought every meal he likes and gave him warm hoodies, that you know you will steal when you have the occasion to.
“Wooyoung,” started Hongjoong.
“Oh oh, problems arrived.” Giggled Yunho when he heard the leader’s tone of voice.
“No, I want him to do a toast at least.” He grabbed his drink filled with coke. “We worked hard to make this little party.”
“What do you mean by ‘we’?” Asked Seonghwa. “You were hiding in your studio the whole time.”
Nothing too surprising for you. Hongjoong doesn’t like to prepare parties for things like that.
“I’m the one who brought all this food here.” He said, not agreeing to be blamed.
“Mingi was the one who ordered. The delivery guy was the one who brought it here. You just grabbed the bags and tossed them on the table.”
San gave a light elbow kick to Wooyoung’s waist. “Do something or one of them is going to bring the party down.”
Wooyoung sighed and stood up. The two eldest members stopped to fight instantly.
“Thank you for everything you did for me today. I appreciate it a lot!” He started, rushing to change the conversation. “And especially, I want to thank my little Y/N for coming here even though I know you have a big exam tomorrow.”
Here we go again. It was cute and nice from him, but now you were the attention center.
“You know I have a ton of things to say to you.” He smirked.
“No, you don’t need to. But it’s your birthday so we can talk about you.” You tried to convince him to change the subject.
“Nah nah nah.” He grabbed your hand to make you stand up.
Just when you were sure that the situation would be terrible for you, Yeosang stood up, almost making his chair fall.
“He’s holding her hand!” He shouted.
“Shit.” Replied Wooyoung.
A chaos started. Yeosang and San were laughing at his face, Seonghwa and Jongho were clapping at the situation. While Hongjoong, Yunho and Mingi were just assisting at this scene.
“Who would believe that?” Said Yunho, his cute smile on his face.
“Sooo, Jung Wooyoung?” Started Yeosang.
“Since when are we grown enough to hold a girl’s hand?” Added San.
“Shut up.” He simply replied, his cheeks taking a pinkish tint at every question.
“Look at him being so flustered!” Laughed Mingi.
You ignored why they were making a big deal of him, but even if you were the one, he was holding hands with, you were invisible to them.
“Look at the vein on his hand!” Stated San. “You really don’t want her to go huh?”
“I will kill you in your sleep.” Threatened Wooyoung.
“Would you still hold her hand or not?” Asked Yeosang seriously.
This question caused the whole group to laugh even louder.
Wooyoung bent his head, ashamed of the situation.
You couldn’t help but to think, “that’s what karma looks like?”.

JONGHO

Jongho is known to be the member who hates physical affection.
That’s why members were surprised when he announced that he has a girlfriend. Their first question was not even “what is her name?” but:
“Does she know that you hate giving hugs and kisses?” Yeosang raised a brow, still hurt by Jongho rejecting him.
“Does she even know who you are?” Added San.
He had a mountain of questions like this.
While they were all gathering in the center of the practice room, to debrief how the overall choreography was, you entered with a bag full of snacks.
Jongho, as a good boyfriend, stood up to greet you.
Nothing too surprising.
He picked the bag out of your hand and noticed how much there was inside.
Nothing too surprising.
But when he held your hand just for pulling you in the middle of the room, the chaos started.
You stepped back when you saw them running to you.
“What the-”
San, Yunho and Seonghwa crouched to the floor, at the exact height where your intertwined hands were.
“Guys do you see what I see?” Whispered Yunho.
“What is wrong with you?” Sighed Jongho, pulling you out of their sight.
“You! Choi Jongho aka the “Don’t touch Me Man”, is holding a girl’s hand?” Screamed San.
Hongjoong sitting on the couch, nodded at San’s remark.
“Did I miss something?” You asked your boyfriend.
“No, they’re just crazy.” He replied, giving them a dark stare.
“Crazy?” Repeated Seonghwa. “Let me tell you something Y/N.” He came to you.
“Or you can even show it.” Added Yeosang, exactly knowing what his friend was going to say.
“Don’t-” started Jongho, but it was too late. Seonghwa was already pulling his sleeve.
“Can you see this scar?” He almost shoved his forearm in your face.
“I can’t miss it actually. That’s so big.”
“Yeah! You’re right. That’s so big!”
Yunho and Mingi were laughing when they remembered what caused Seonghwa to have this big scar.
“You know how I did it?”
“Hyung, you are going to scare her.” Jongho tried to push him away.
“Wait wait. Otherwise, she will think we are crazy. But there’s a good reason why we are surprised that he’s holding your hand.”
“I already think you are crazy.” You replied, raising a brow.
“I had this scar, just because I gave him a back hug.” He declared, ignoring your comment.
You could still feel the amertume and the betrayal in his voice.
“A back hug?” You stared at your boyfriend.
“A back hug.”
Jongho was rubbing his shoulder, giving you an embarrassing smile. “Yeah…”
“We are just trying to give him our affection, and that’s what he does with it!” Seonghwa pouted.
“I have a scar too.”
“Me too!” Added Wooyoung.
“And me too!” Insisted San. “On the hips! Do you know how much makeup I need to put on? Just to hide it!”
“Wow. That’s something then.” You giggled. “You are never like that with me.”
“Because you’re not annoying like them.” He immediately said, almost knowing that you would say something like that. “If I allow them to hug or kiss me. I’m done.”
“He has a point.” Discreetly agreed Hongjoong.
“Look at those two.” He pointed at San and Wooyoung.
“He has two points.” Said Yeosang.
“Hey.”
“And they know that I hate physical touches! But they’re still doing it so I need to fight back.”
“Does it annoy you when I do?” You asked, afraid that you’ve been annoying him this whole time.
“Noo!” He almost shouted. “When it’s you I love it. It’s completely different.”
All the boys around faked to throw up when the atmosphere went straight clingy.
Jongho raised a brow and smirked. “Hold on. That’s all I need to do for you to leave me alone? Good to know.”

❦ Genre: Fluff, Suggestive
❦ Pairing: OT8.
❦ Word count: 4K.
❦ Requested: Highly requested! Thank you hehe

HONGJOONG

“Y/N, you don’t need to help me, that’s my day.” Smiled Hongjoong when you put down all the plates in the sink.
“You guys are inviting me for free, I can, at least, help you with some chores.”
“You are our guest.”
“She’s not really a guest anymore. Sometimes it almost feels like she’s living here bro.” Added Mingi, eyes focused on his phone screen.
“But she’s not. And you are the one living here so help me.” Concluded the leader.
“You didn’t help me during my day.”
“I’m your Hyung. You need to respect me.”
Mingi nodded, pinching his lips together. “Okay, let me fix that.”
“Thank-”
“You didn’t help me during my day.” He repeated. “Hyung.”
You let out a light chuckle while Hongjoong was trying his best to not pour water on Mingi’s head.
“Join me in my room when you are done babe, we need to finish this terrible movie.”
“Yes daddy.”

Your voice cracked when you realized which nickname slipped out of your mouth.
You knew that everyone heard what you said. You quickly glanced at Mingi who was harboring a shocked, but kinky smirk, while Hongjoong froze for a second but acted like he didn’t understand the real meaning.
“Y-You.” Hongjoong started, clearing his throat. “You don’t need to do this.”
“Huh?” You glanced at him, unsure what he was talking about.
“Wash the dishes.”
“Ah-”, you nodded embarrassedly. “But I want to help.”
Hongjoong didn’t say anything else. Seems like nothing could change your mind.
You were rubbing the plates while the leader was washing them.
A long and heavy silence settled between you.
You ignored if he knew the real meaning or if you were going crazy for absolutely nothing.
“So…” he started.
“Okay I’m sorry! I know it was inappropriate to call him ‘daddy’,” you put your hands together, “but I just didn’t realize, and I really hope it won’t chan-”
“Y/N stop stop stop.” He said, completely disgusted. “I really don’t want to know more about this situation or whatever you call it.”
“Sorry…” you bite your bottom lip.
“I didn’t even know that Mingi was active, and I clearly didn’t want to learn it this w-”
“What? You ignored that we were a-”
“Stop!” He almost broke the glass he was holding. “I don’t want to have this disgusting image of you and Mingi doing the nasty.”
“But-”
“I didn’t even know he was doing this kind of thing!” He continued. “Since when do you do this? Do you even use protection?”
“O-Of course! We are not kids.”
“You are not! But Mingi is still a baby.” Declared Hongjoong. “And this baby, can’t have a baby.”
“We-”
“Got it Y/N?”
“Yeah Sir.” You blinked, not understanding why he was panicking that much.
“Now you can go, I’ll need to finish this alone.” He took the plate off your hand.
No adding anything else, you just ordered and left the kitchen.
When you entered Mingi’s room, you found him smirking at you. For sure, he was enjoying the situation.
“Did he say something?”
“Bury me in a hole please.” You whispered, falling in the bed.

SEONGHWA

Yunho and Wooyoung entered the practice room well before the other teammates.
They weren’t expecting to see Seonghwa and you having a big debate or an argument.
“What is going on here?” Whispered Yunho to San, who was clearly enjoying the situation.
“They are fighting to determine who knows Mingi the most.”
“Kids things…” sighed Hongjoong, slumped on the couch.
“I know Mingi the most! We have known each other for a long time.” Started Seonghwa.
“I knew him well before you, we were friends!” You rubbed your forehead.
“And how you are still ignoring his favorite color then, friend!” He air-quoted.
“Mingi please tell him that before your favorite color was yellow.” You looked at your boyfriend.
“I don’t want to interfere in this nonsense de-”
“See! He’s just too nice to tell you that you are wrong. His favorite color is black! And it always has been black.” Concluded Seonghwa.
“Yellow!” You raised your voice.
“Maybe we should stop them?” Asked Wooyoung.
“For what?” Replied San, gripping his friend’s arm. “It’s funny! And I want to see who’s going to win.”
“They’re so headstrong that I’m scared it last days…” whispered Hongjoong, not wanting to get problems with both of you.
“Okay then if you know him really well,” began Seonghwa. “Then what’s his favorite meal?”
“Easy.” You smirked. “Me.”
The entire room reacted differently to your answer. Even if you know that his reply was risky, it worthed it.
You quickly glanced at the mirror behind Seonghwa to see all their reactions.
Hongjoong finally lifted his head from the couch, Yunho and Yeosang were laughing so hard that you could see the tears in the corner of their eyes. San, Wooyoung was covering Jongho’s ears, even if he clearly heard and understood your reply.
But the best reaction so far was Seonghwa, he couldn’t win after such an answer.
The mix of embarrassment, disgust, and shyness on his face was a good victory to you.
Your boyfriend who finally managed to survive after choking with his candy, grabbed you by the shoulders.
“This is not what she meant!”
“No!” You pushed him gently but strongly at the same time. “That’s exactly what I meant! I’m his favorite meal.”
“Babe-”
“After all of your pizzas, Tteokbokki*, kimchi jjigae**, etc,” you started. “The only meal he likes is… me.”
“Are you crazy?” He whispered to your ear.
“Did I win, Park Seonghwa?” You asked, completely ignoring Mingi.
“This is disgusting.” He finally replied.
“But I answered right.”
“Y/N! Is your pride and ego so big that you can’t understand what you just did?” Freaked out Mingi.
You rolled your eyes, “you are being extra.”
“And you are a bunch of kinky people.” Declared the eldest member, trying his best to keep his lunch at the right place.
“Argh come on guys! Don’t act like you never ate a-”
Because of everyone waiting at the end of your sentence, you understood that maybe it was the case.
“Oh.”

*Tteokbokki(떡볶이): is a Korean traditional food which has sticks of rounded rice cake as the main ingredient.

**Kimchi Jjigae (김치찌개): is a stew-like Korean dish, made with kimchi and other ingredients, such as pork or seafood, scallions, onions, and diced Dubu. It is one of the most common stews in Korean cuisine.

YUNHO

Mingi entered the dorm really late. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see a weak light in the living room.
He closed the door and took care to lock it well.
“Mingi?”
He recognized his closest friend’s voice: Yunho.
He ignored why, but the weight on his shoulder immediately disappeared.
“It’s late, why you are still up?” He asked, sitting on the other side of the couch.
“You are the one getting home late.” He smiled. “I’m just enjoying a night game.”
“Is everyone asleep?” Asked Mingi, looking around in the other open room.
Yunho nodded and headed a remote game to his friend. “Do you want to play? I’m almost done with this game anyway.”
Mingi shrugged and accepted. He went into the kitchen and took a bottle of anything he could find.
“Were you with Y/N?” Interrogated Yunho.
“Yeah.”
“What was the program for you to be home this late?” He smirked, knowing well what he was meaning.
Mingi ignored this question and just mentioned a zombie behind Yunho’s character.
“Thanks.” He sighed before putting all his energy on his enemy.
Mingi thought that he turned the situation well and that he wouldn’t ask more about his night. Needless to say, that he was wrong.
“Do… you and Y/N made the ‘deed’?”
Minho’s cheeks blushed instantly, and his arms muscles contracted.
“Huyng!”
“Come on,” laughed Yunho. “Everybody does it. It’s normal.”
“Why is this so awkward to talk about this with you?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “I’m kinda mad though. I’m not Seonghwa. The one who would give you a lesson. I’m just curious.”
“Sorry.” Apologized Mingi. “It just feels so taboo sometimes.”
“So how was it? Did you like it?”
Yunho put the game remote down, focusing on his friend. Mingi saw the look in his eyes. It wasn’t the look of someone who wants nasty details or worse, just someone who takes care of his friend and wants to know if he had a good experience or not.
“It was okay.”
“Okay? Just, okay?” Repeated Yunho surprised.
“Yeah… the first time was okay. But the second one was… fucking amazing.”
“Ooooh, my man!” Yunho punched his shoulder. “2 times in a row huh?”
“Not in a row… she needed to wait a long time before I could… you know.” He broke the eye contact, too shy.
“Yeah yeah. But doing it 2 times for the first time isn’t bad at all. Great job champion.” Smiled Yunho.
Mingi felt proud of himself. But a question was turning in his head.
“Hyung.”
“Hm?”
“By any chance is there any position that you could advise me? So, I can… you know.”
He couldn’t believe he finally dared to ask this.
“I’m not that much experience either but I can help.” He winked, quitting the game to reach his phone.
Now? Spoke Mingi.
“Are we not supposed to play?” He asked.
“Games can wait bro! We have another thing to do!”

YEOSANG

“Hwa… I’m pretty sure you are overreacting.” Sighed Yeosang.
“First, don’t call me Hwa, and second, I’m right. I heard them last night.”
“Mingi can’t do this kind of thing… you know how he is! So shy!” Insisted Yeosang.
For 10 minutes, they were having a debate on how Mingi’s night was. Seonghwa was sure he heard both of you doing the “nasty”. While Yeosang was persuaded that his friend couldn’t do this kind of thing or at least now.
Mingi has a strong and intimidating appearance, but in real life, this is the opposite. He’s shy and introverted.
Seonghwa rolled his eyes for the 10th time this morning. “Okay, then should we bet?”
“Okay. 50 bucks?” Suggested Yeosang.
Seonghwa nodded, agreeing to this bet, and went to Mingi’s room.
As expected, he was watching Youtube’s video on his face. The oldest member was concerned for a bit about the screen proximity with his eyes. But it wasn’t the point right now.
“Mingi, can you come in the kitchen for a sec?” He nicely asked.
“I didn’t break anything.” He immediately said.
“Yeah, I know,” Seonghwa raised a brow. “We just want to talk to you. With Yeosang.”
“Is it someone’s birthday?” He freaked out. “Yours maybe? No, it’s too early.”
“Just come for god’s sake.”
“Okay okay.”
Mingi threw his phone on the side and followed his friend. In a short way to the room, he was wondering what was happening for a private conversation with Seonghwa and Yeosang.
“Aaah! I’m ready to win my bet.” Claimed the boy who stayed there the whole time.
“Your bet?”
Seonghwa stood up next to Yeosang and explained quickly the situation.
“So, I’m pretty sure that yesterday I heard you and Y/N… doing the “nasty”.” He air-quoted. “But in the other way, Yeosang is persuaded like for real- I never saw him so sure about something for a while-”
“Hwa.”
“Sorry.” He apologized for being distracted. “And I told you to don’t call me Hwa.”
“Just continue!”
“Yeosang is persuaded that you can’t do this because you are too shy, but this is bullshit, to be honest. Anyone can do it.”
“Except him!”
“You had nothing to do with your lives today?” Mingi raised a brow, not understanding why his sexual life was so important for them.
“Just answer us.” Insisted Yeosang. “I need 50 bucks.”
“You wish.” Whispered Seonghwa.
Mingi let out a long sigh and pulled the chair in front of him.
“Sorry Yeosang, but Hyung is right.”
“YES! I knew it!”
“What?!” Yeosang stood up, almost bumping into Seonghwa.
“So, this is what I heard yesterday?”
“Yeah…” replied Mingi, not too loud, a bit ashamed of this detail.
“Since when- I mean- YOU?”
“I don’t get why it’s so surprising to you.”
“Come on Mingi! You are the one always wrapped in a towel every time you go out of the shower. And if you had the mistake to forget it, then you put back your clothes. All wet!”
“Yeah, I’m not as comfortable as you, showing your ugly ass to everyone.”
“But you are enough to put your-”
“Yeosang.” Interrupted Seonghwa, before his friend go too far.
“Sorry.” He paused. “Aren’t you shy or modest with Y/N?”
“Hm… no.” He replied. “Well, the first time was kind of awkward, but she’s so… cool and nice.” He smiled, thinking about you saying stupid jokes so he could forget that he was naked as a baby, in front of you.
“I can’t believe it…” Whispered Yeosang, the surprise sitting him back on his chair.
“Before questioning your existential life, give me my 50 bucks. Loser.”
“Fuck…” He sighed, head falling on the table.
“Well, now that you don’t need me anymore.” Spoke Mingi, trying to escape from this situation.
“If you have other question about-” He stopped, regretting what he was saying. “Never mind, just don’t ask me this kind of thing anymore.”
“Count on me.” Agreed Seonghwa.
“I can’t believe it…” Repeated Yeosang, forehead stuck on the table.
“50 bucks please.” Insisted the eldest member, knocking his fist on the surface.

SAN

The whole group was in the van, coming back to the dorm after their schedule.
They had so many things to do today, but the energy in the car was unexpected.
As always, Hongjoong and Jongho were behind, relaxing and minding their business. On the other hand, Yunho, Mingi, and Seonghwa were listening to Wooyoung and San debating on how girls were in reality.
San watched a reality show on Netflix and wasn’t expecting to see girls acting this way.
Because of school or his training years, he never had the chance to date anyone. But movies and TV shows were enough for him to make an idea about what dating was. Or how girls were.
But this was completely wrong, and everyone in the van was trying to tell how girls were in real life.
“Bro, girls fart and burp too.” Sighed Wooyoung. “They’re humans being.”
“I know that of course!” San raised his tone. “But I never knew they were…”
He stopped there, expecting everyone to know what he meant.
“Were what?” Asked Wooyoung, losing a little bit of his patience every minute.
“Kinky?”
Hongjoong chuckled behind, plugging his earphones back.
“How can you be so naive Choi San?”
“Hyung! Aren’t girls supposed to be cute and don’t mind this kind of thing?”
“In which world idiot?” Spoke Wooyoung.
“Wooyoung.” Called Seonghwa. “Calm down.”
“Listen San. Girls are way worse than us when it comes to sex.”
“Really?”
“Of course!”
“Don’t you remember this girl at the fansign last week?”
“Oh, I remember well.” Smirked Jongho.
“Me too.” Laughed Yunho.
“Disgusting.” Claimed Seonghwa to his teammates.
“What about her?” Asked San.
“Do you really think she put this “shirt,” he air-quoted, “if we even call it a shirt. Just like that?”
“She was clearly trying to be sexy and even more.” Added Seonghwa.
“I know that girls can be sexy.” He rolled his eyes. “I just didn’t know they liked sex as much as us.”
“That’s kind of sexist.” Remarqued Seonghwa, raising a brow.
“No. This is ignorance.” Rectified San.
“Anyway, they are. That’s all you need to know.” Said Wooyoung, hoping that it would close the subject.
“I agree.” Added Mingi. “Last time, Y/N was talking with her friends and during a 2 hour call, they talked about sex for at least 1 hour and 40 minutes.”
“See.” Confirmed Wooyoung.
“Or Y/N is most of the time initiating sex between both of us.”
Because of San’s facial expression, Mingi quickly concluded that he forgot to tell his friend about his new situation.
“Eh- w-well…” he stuttered, looking for a way to solve his mistake.
San had a ton of questions and things to say to his friends, but he noticed that nobody was surprised.
“HOLD ON!” He screamed, making Mingi shiver next to him. “Why am I the only one who’s surprised?”
“Because we all knew.” Replied Hongjoong, his head resting on the window.
“Why not me?!” He asked, feeling betrayed. “Why am I the only one surprised that Mingi is sexually active?”
“Because I knew you would make a big deal about this.” He sighed. “Like now.”
“But this is amazing bro!”
“Yeah yeah, thanks.”
“We should throw you a party!” He suggested.
“A party for what? Because he dipped his cookie?” Asked Jongho ironically.
“Yeah exactly!”
“Eh no thank you. But let’s do one when you will do it.” Declined Mingi.
“No way! I will ask our manager.”
“No, I don’t want to be a part of- whatever this party is.” Replied the manager instantly from the front seat.
“Come on!”
“Yeah…” gulped Mingi. “He’s making a big deal about it.”
“Mingi lost his V-Card! Mingi lost his V-Card!” Sang San.
“Good luck Mingi, now he’s going to ask you everything about how girls are in real life.” Laughed Wooyoung.
“Cool…”

WOOYOUNG

It’s been 2 hours that you were chilling on the practice room’s couch with your bestfriend.
He was supposed to practice his solo performance, but at the end, he was scrolling on his phone. Looking for nothing.
When you cracked an eye and glanced at the clock on the wall, you sighed.
“What’s wrong babe?” Asked Mingi, still rubbing his hand on your arm.
“I promised I would meet my colleague in 30 minutes.”
“A colleague?” He repeated, surprised that you mention someone from the work you absolutely hate. “Since when are you close to someone there?”
“Since she had been hired 1 week ago, but she’s been really cool and nice to hang out with.”
“Ah… I see.” He nodded.
You hesitated a minute to send her a text and to cancel your plan. But she was new and you needed at least someone else than your bestfriend to rant about your annoying job.
“Just go.” He giggled.
“Are you in my head?” You asked.
“I just know when you are lazy and confused.”
“But it’s so cold outside…” You pouted. “And I need to take the bus or taxi.”
“Do you want me to call an uber or something? And I can give you my coat.”
“No… you will need it on your way back to the dorm.”
“Are you coming by the way? After your- whatever you call it.”
“Hm…” you let out a deep breath. “I think that someone heard us yesterday. So I think it’s better if I stay at my home for a week at least.”
“Did someone say something to you this morning?” He asked, a bit confused about your confession.
“No, but I heard Seonghwa and Jongho whispering in the kitchen.”
“It’s not sure that they were talking about us.” He raised a brow.
“Yeah, but when I entered, they stopped and acted so awkwardly. That was strange and I don’t want to confront them now.” You shivered.
“Well okay.” He kissed your forehead. “I can fuck you anywhere else anyway.”
“Song Mingi!” You punched his chest.
Your boyfriend was laughing so hard. For a month, he liked to see you flustered every time he talks this way. In the beginning, this was the opposite.
The student seems to have to surpass his teacher.
“Since when are you talking like this?!”
You both turned your head to the door.
Wooyoung was standing there, completely horrified by what he just heard.
“What the fuck!” You let out, completely freaking out. “Since when did you-”
“I heard everything Y/N!” He replied, a bit too loud for your liking.
“Listen Wooyoung-” started Mingi.
“I thought you were best friends!”
“We are!” you stood up, trying to calm your friend.
“Friends that “fuck” each other?!” He almost gulped, thinking about this terrible image of Mingi and you.
“Lower your tone! I don’t want anyone to know about it!” You almost begged him.
“Then maybe you should have this conversation in private! Not in the middle of our practice room!”
“Wooyoung, it just happened okay.”
“You. Song Mingi.” He pointed at his teammate. “Since when are you doing this kind of thing? You.” He repeated. “One of the purest souls on this earth?”
“I wouldn’t say that…” you whispered. Mingi bumped your waist with his fist.
“Our situation changed a bit, but it’s still us.” Continued Mingi.
“It’s Y/N? Who made you fall in this sexual trap?”
“Hey.” You pouted. “I didn’t force anyone.”
“Shh woman! I’m talking to my friend!”
“He’s crazy.” You sighed.
“Do you even use protection?”
“We are not kids Wooyoung.” Replied Mingi, getting a bit irritated by this conversation.
“You are still a kid to me! I saw you growing up! Now you are a grown man.”
2 minutes before, he was scolding you for being active, and now he was getting emotional?
“I’m born before you faggot.”
“I can’t believe this is happening right now.” You facepalmed.

JONGHO

“Ouch ouch ouch.” You repeated when you sat down on the couch.
Jongho raised a brow.
“Something wrong?”
“No no.” You smiled. “Everything’s fine.”
He ignored how he noticed it, but he spotted a light glimpse of a lie in your voice.
“What are you watching?”
“Avatar.”
“It’s an old movie you know.”
“I know but, the second one is coming out this year, so I need to catch it up.” He raised the volume.
You took this as a sign to shut your mouth and to focus on the movie or your business.
5 minutes later, you decided to stand up to reach your water bottle in the kitchen.
The maknae didn’t really stare at you, but he saw that your allure was kind of weird? Not straight. Like if you were in pain.
“Are you sure everything’s okay?” He paused the movie, definitively worrying about you.
He started to imagine the worse and to think that Mingi did something wrong.
“Yeah.” You winced in pain.
“What is Mingi doing?”
“Sleeping.”
“At 5 PM?”
You nodded, sipping the whole bottle in a few seconds.
You were definitively acting weird for Jongho.
Your walk, your thirstiness, your weak and tired voice, and this pain when you sit.
Then suddenly he realized.
“Oh.” He let out despite him.
His cheeks took a pinkish tint, so he decided to focus back on the screen.
He wasn’t interested in you. No way. But he wasn’t expecting to have this kind of thought with Mingi and you.
“M-Maybe you should take a nap too. You seem tired.” He advised, trying to escape from this situation, but also to help you to rest.
“Yeah, I will in a few minutes.” You yawned.
Jongho remained quiet, but his mind was wilding.
He was wondering since when Mingi was active. How many times you do it even if his room was next to Mingi’s one? How good can be your boyfriend for you to be in this state? And how good this session was for Mingi to sleep before bedtime?
He was also wondering how you could remain quiet.
All these questions for a young boy made him confused.
You glanced at the maknae when he hit his head next to you.
“Are you… okay?”
“Yeah. Just a stupid thought.” He coughed.
“Just one? Because it seemed pretty intense.” You giggled, sitting back on the other side of the couch.
He noticed that this time you didn’t wince in pain or complain about it. Did you get used to the pain?
“Oh babe, you up?” You asked when you saw Mingi walking to the kitchen.
“Yeah, I was so thirsty… it woke me up.” He yawned.
“Yeah of course…” whispered Jongho, understanding the whole situation.
“There’s a fresh drink in the fridge. It’s mine so feel free to take it.” You smiled.
“Thanks babe.”
Jongho was now in a worse situation than before. He was faking to be into his screen, but there were so many questions in his head. They were all tormenting him.
“Yo Jongho. You good?” Asked Mingi, noticing his friend’s behavior.
“I’m fine.” He immediately replied, making the suspicion even worse.
“You sure? Because you look flustered?” You added. “You sick?”
“I would be watching my movie without any problem if you two could have to keep your things in your pants!” He finally screamed, leaving the room. “Disgusting! Especially you Song Mingi! I’m in the room next to yours!”
When he locked himself in his room, your boyfriend raised a brow.
“Did you tell him something?”
“Absolutely not.” You replied, eyes still glued on Jongho’s door which slammed so loud.
“Maybe you made too much noise.” He smirked, sipping his drink, proud of his performance.
“I? Idiot, I told you to slow down.”
“My bad princess.” He shrugged arrogantly.

❦ Genre: Fluff or Angst for a few members.
❦ Pairing: OT8.
❦ Word count: 5K.
❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

HONGJOONG

Hongjoong is aware of your personality. He couldn’t help but stay surprised every time your mood changes.

One minute, you can be the softest human being on this earth, but right when something bothers you, your facial expression changes to something he is still not used to.

Right now, he was freaking out. Like he never did before.

To put the context, he simply suggested that we watch the latest Marvel movie at the theater.

You wouldn’t refuse for any reason. He was not busy, he wouldn’t be distracted by his phone ringing nonstop in his pocket, so there’s no way you would miss this opportunity.

It was one of the nicest dates you had in a while.

He bought the tickets, and you took the popcorn.

In the room, you were holding hands when there were no snacks left. He would never initiate to hold your hand before because he knows how much you like to eat popcorn and watch the movie at the same time.

When credits appeared on the big screen, you stayed there to talk about the most memorable scene.

At the moment the cleaning staff entered the room, you exited the theater.

“Nooo! I disagree.” You laughed. “Zendaya is the sexiest.”

“I thought you liked Tom Holland the most?” He smiled, grabbing your hands to put it in his coat pocket.

“What? How can you compare this amazing woman to-” you paused. “No never mind he’s cute too.”

Hongjoong sighed. “You started this debate and finally you can’t choose your favorite?”

“Exactly. That’s what is happening right now.” You laughed.

“The real question is what will happen in the next movie.” He wondered, thinking about the strange ending.

At this moment, a group of 3 men stopped on their way to the theater.

“Hey you!” Called one of them, aggressively.

At the tone of his voice, you furrowed your eyebrows, staring straight at him.

“Yes?” Nicely asked Hongjoong. “Do we know each other?”

“No. You are just the one who spoiled me and my friends.” He clenched his fist.

You couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. 2 of them were now staring at you.

Hongjoong started to freak out. What if they were too aggressive with you?

“Is something funny kid?”

“Kid?” You repeated. “You are the one making a scene for something that you can see in the trailer and I’m the kid one? Shut up.”

“Watch your mouth.” Threatened the tallest of them.

“Or what?” You stepped forward.

“Y/N! Stop!” Hongjoong grabbed your arm, already stepping away from them.

“These pieces of shit need to stop. We were minding our own business before they-”

“Piece of shit?” Repeat the one just in front of you.

“Sorry. I will talk to her.” Bowed Hongjoong, pulling you stronger to him.

“Yeah, calm your dog.”

Your blood made one turn in your body. If Hongjoong wasn’t insisting to get out of here, you would have thrown your bag right on his head.

When your boyfriend made sure to be far away enough, he sat on a bench, rubbing his chest to reduce his heartbeat.

“Are you crazy?” He coughed, his face was red.

“I won’t let them talk to me like this.” You crossed your arms on your chest.

“They were 3!”

“I don’t care.” You replied straight.

“They are taller and stronger than you Y/N!”

“Bullshit.” You sighed. “What am I supposed to do? Listening to them being rude?”

“Do you even care about how much I was worried that something would happen to you?”

“I’m not a doll. Don’t worry about me. You should be worried for yourself first.”

“Are you even listening to me, or nothing can change your mind?” He raised a brow, knowing the headstrong that you are.

“Nothing can change my mind.”

“So, I’m supposed to have a heart attack every time this kind of thing occurs?”

“Exactly.”

“Gosh please…” his head bent back. “Help me with this woman.”

SEONGHWA

You knew that your boyfriend was nice. Even too nice.

No matter who was talking to him badly, he just stays quiet and apologizes for being such a terrible human being.

The first time you witnessed this was at the beginning of your relationship.

The manager was probably stressed this time because he passed his nerves on Seonghwa.

Your boyfriend remained quiet and calm, accepting all the things the manager was blaming him for.

The same night, you asked him why he didn’t say anything.

“Respect” was his only answer.

Okay, you got it, respecting your superiors is important, but he should have said something back.

5 months later, a rude girl, who was pretending to be a supportive fan, threw all his merch at his face.

You were just next to him, completely shocked.

You felt bad because you knew she was mad at him for being in a relationship. But her parents didn’t raise her with respect?

You were absolutely mad. Your blood made one turn in your body, and you almost jumped on her, for being rude and of course for hurting your boyfriend.

Right before you could finish the sentence full of curses, Seonghwa grabbed your wrist and apologized.

You stared at him in shock. He was bending over, quietly apologizing to this girl.

You didn’t know how to react. Was he sorry to be in love with you? Did he feel bad for this?

“Park Seonghwa.” You pushed his hand out of your wrist.

“Y/N-”

You rolled your eyes, hands on your waist. It was a frustration that you never felt before.

“Excuse me, young lady.” You looked right at her.

Because of the glare you gave her, she stepped back, clenching her hand in her uniform skirt.

“Aren’t you supposed to be happy for the people you admire or like the most?”

“Y/N.” Repeated Seonghwa, trying to escape from this situation.

“Since when do people get mad because of love?” You pushed her forehead with your index. Each word seemed like a threat to her.

“If you are unhappy about this situation, just go over it. Don’t waste your time by following him as a real creep just to make a scene and to throw all of your shifty stuff on him.” You raised your voice.

“Y/N that’s enough.” He raised his voice as well and grabbed your arm stronger than before.

The look on his face was almost as scary as yours.

“Why? Why are you so nice to everyone? Can’t you be mad sometimes and accept that some people are bullshit?” You glanced at her at the same time.

“Can you stop being so protective as well? This is so annoying! You are not my mom or my older sister.” He said back.

“Ah, so you can be mean to me but not to other people?” You raised a brow, annoyed.

Seonghwa ignored you and pushed you to the side.

“Sorry for my friend’s behavior.” He bowed once again to the schoolgirl. “I understand that I made you sad and disappointed.”

“I can’t believe it…” you whispered, enraged by his kindness.

Seonghwa managed to calm her and even to make her apologize as well. But you both ignored if it was because of the look, you gave her the whole time.

When she disappeared, leaving all the merch on the dirty floor and your boyfriend a bit surprised by this situation, you said:

“Now can we talk, or you are still denying that you are too kind?”

“Y/N, it’s the way I am. Don’t try to change me for something that I’m not.”

“Seonghwa! I hate seeing people taking advantage of you.” You replied.

He gave you a soft smile and brushed your cheek softly. “Stop worrying for me. I know what I am doing.”

You wanted to say a ton of things to him.

“That’s what I’m scared of…” you sighed.

YUNHO

It was a secret for nobody that you would fight every time it was needed, for Yunho.

Your boyfriend took this personality trait of yours as a gift.

When an altercation happens, he knows he can call you or that you would jump on the side and tell everything you want to say.

Maybe sometimes he was a bit worried for you, especially when you were talking back to older people. He knew that you were respectful, but sometimes they were pushing your limits.

Some guys would find it unattractive or would clearly get a problem with their own manhood if their girlfriends were protecting as you do.

It was not Yunho’s case. It was the opposite.

For example, yesterday you went shopping together for Christmas gifts.

Your boyfriend found the best gift for Mingi, a long coat with a tone of patchwork with few streets work graffitis, that he would like for sure.

He was probably not the only one to like it because it was the last one in the alley.

“Babe! Look at this!” He smiled widely, showing the coat hanging by his large hand.

“Oh! This is perfect!”

The coat was not really to your taste, but Mingi would wear it every time he could for sure. Plus, you absolutely wanted to go back home to watch the last episode of your show that you binged the entire week.

You didn’t have the time to step closer to Yunho, to look at the coat in detail, that a woman came behind him and gripped the piece of clothes too.

“Sorry I saw it first.”

Yunho’s face turned into an embarrassing facial expression.

“My son wants it.” She pointed at the teenager at the other side of the alley, who was clearly into another coat.

“Sorry Madam, but it would be the perfect gift for one of my closest friends.” He apologized softly, bowing a tiny bit.

“But I saw it first.” She repeated, already raising her tone so people around could hear the situation.

Your boyfriend started to stutter, gripping the coat strongly.

For a second, your eyes met, and you knew what you had to do.

You sighed and nodded at him. It was your time to shine.

You tapped her shoulder, making her turn. You absolutely hated the look on her face.

“Ma’am. You know that if you want something, you need to take it before someone else takes it.” You gently said.

“I don’t care if I saw it first.”

Does she know something else than this sentence?

“But my boyfriend is holding it. And sorry for your son, but we are buying it.” You bowed a bit.

“I’m holding it too! Can’t you see?” She shook her hands, gripping into a patchwork pattern.

Yunho saw the tiny vein on your forehead popping up. He was already sorry for the son’s mother.

“Ma’am we-”

“Don’t be so disrespectful. We didn’t teach you at school to not talk back to older people?”

“I talk back to dumb people like you.” You sighed.

Yunho’s heart made a turn in his chest.

“Sorry?” She yelled louder.

“I can scream too!” You raised your tone like her.

“You are completely crazy!” She concluded. “Just give me this coat.”

She started to pull it to her, hoping that Yunho’s grip would be weaker by the time.

You interfered and pushed your boyfriend to the side to take his place. You made a quick nod to him and whispered to him to hide for a second. If fans were here, he would have a problem.

Knowing that you would win this no matter what, he stepped into the other alley, acting as a random client.

“Let it go!” She yelled.

“You! Let it go!”

“I saw it first.”

“Liar!”

You were acting like 2 children fighting for a lollipop when finally, an employee came to you, trying to persuade one of you to order it on the website.

Of course, you had the last words. Yunho was wondering how you could think of so many excuses to buy it now. He was completely admirative.

The older lady couldn’t stop cursing at you, but you didn’t care, you were the one going back home with the coat tonight.

Finally, Yunho joined you back in the queue.

He let out a quick chuckle when he saw your messy hair. You didn’t fight physically but it seemed.

Instead, he put his arm around your shoulders and gave you a warm kiss on the forehead.

“Thank you, angel.”

You simply nodded and smiled at him.

He knew that when you are next to him, he can’t lose.

YEOSANG

In the bus heading to Yeosang’s hometown, you could see how nervous he was.

The family reunion wasn’t his thing, especially when his uncle is here.

You never saw anyone stupid as him. He’s so gross, rude, and sexist.

Because of the cultural difference, you never said anything, even if sometimes you wanted to jump on him and break his nose for talking like this to your boyfriend.

At the last stop before his parents’ home, you grabbed his hand and he tightened it strongly. He was taking all the strength he needed.

Now, it’s been 2 hours that you were hearing his uncle talking rudely to everyone and throwing 2-3 sexist “jokes” at every woman in the room.

He was talking about their weight, even if they were skinny or chubby, their career, and even the way they were dressing.

You didn’t receive one yet. And it was better for him because you couldn’t help it to reply too.

In the middle of the delicious meal, you immediately asked his mom the recipe after only one try, Yeosang was his uncle’s target.

“So Yeosang? We don’t see you anymore now that you are wearing clothes and applying makeup to dance on stage.” He smirked.

Yeosang chuckled, completely embarrassed, and made an excuse.

“We were busy this year.”

“At my age, dancing ridiculously on stage wasn’t a career.”

“Yeah, prehistoric age I guess.” You whispered.

Yeosang’s aunt snored next to you.

“Do you borrow Y/N clothes on stage?” He laughed.

You raised a brow. For the first time today, your name came out of his mouth.

“No, we have our own.”

“Ah,” he nodded. “Because when I see you on TV, I only see you in tight clothes. I was wondering if it was your girl outfit since she’s dressed so sexily.”

You gagged. This comment from him was the most disgusting thing you ever heard.

“You know what we say Y/N.” He looked at you. “Tight clothes but not legs.”

Yeosang’s hand gripped on his chopsticks.

You were in shock but decided to play the silence card. The entire table was embarrassed and quiet. Only his dry laugh could be heard.

“Come on, it’s a joke.” He finally stated.

In your head, he was murdered at least 7 times.

“But anyway, congrats Yeosang. You were so useless and so bad at school that I wouldn’t actually believe that you would give money to your parents someday.” He sipped his drink.

“Sir.” You finally spoke. “Look around you. Can’t you see that everything you say is rude and mean?”

“Y/N.” Yeosang tried to stop you.

You stood up and bowed to his parents and his family. “I’m sorry but I’m going to be unrespectful for a minute.”

Yeosang tried to make you sit back on the chair, but you simply slapped his hand.

“I can handle you telling me that I’m an easy girl, but I can’t handle you being rude to Yeosang or every woman there is in the room. You are sexist and rude. I’ve never met someone like you before and I hope that I won’t anymore. You are a disgusting pig.” You continued, not even taking your breath back. “You are commenting on everyone’s features or lifestyle, but we don’t say anything about you not being married for being such a dick.”

“Y/N!”

“Nobody would actually marry you with this mindset-”

Yeosang stood up, making his chopstick fall in a light noise on the floor.

“Stop it!”

You never saw this expression on his face.

He pulled you out of the room, just before you could see the smile his mom had on her face.

You followed him in the garden. His face was red.

“Y/N! Stop for fucking sake! It’s my uncle!”

“And he shouldn’t talk to you like this! Or to anyone!” You replied.

“Just go.” He rubbed his forehead.

“Yeosang.”

“Just go! I need to fix this mess because of you.”

Without adding anything, he left you there.

You knew what you did was wrong but giving him the right to say everything would be worse.

SAN

Seonghwa and Hongjoong were enjoying a quiet moment at the dorm tonight.

The eldest member was reading a book that had been waiting in the bookshelf for 3 months and the leader was scrolling on his phone, probably on TikTok.

“With no one at home, it feels like our children are grown up now, and left the house.”

“Hm.” Simply replied Hongjoong.

“And you feel like the “I don’t care Dad”…”, he whispered, grumpily.

The living room plunged one more time in a long and steady silence when the door’s code resonated.

They both didn’t have time to realize someone was coming in, that the corridor was filled with curses and screams.

“Here we go again…” whispered Hongjoong.

“What’s happening?” Rushed Seonghwa, curious to see what the reason for this argument was.

“Your friend is stupid!” You replied, passing by him to go to San’s room.

“Y/N your shoes-” he whispered when you stepped in with your sneakers on.

“Don’t even bother to try! She’s only listening to herself!”

“Oh, fuck you San!” You yelled from the other room.

Hongjoong had no choice, but to step into something that wasn’t his business. But for the dorm’s sake, he needed to help Seonghwa.

“Can you explain what is going on?”

“This girl right there! She can’t help but be rude!”

“Because you let people be rude to you, asshole!” You throw the bag with all your stuff at the entrance.

“They weren’t mean to me! You were just jealous!”

“They were mocking your eyes, San! They were just racist! Stop living on this fucking cloud!” You rolled your eyes.

“What? Someone was racist to you?” Asked Hongjoong, completely concerned now.

“No.”

“Yes!” You replied to Hongjoong. “This idiot let them talk about how his eyes were. I just couldn’t let them continue.”

“It’s because you think you are a superhero.”

You growled from frustration. San was living in this perfect world and always thought that people have nice attention toward him. But no, this world is cruel so sometimes they need someone like you to put people back in their places.

“San, this is a big deal.” Spoke Seonghwa, sad that his friend had to be in such a situation.

“I’m a grown-ass man, I can handle myself! I don’t need her to fight people every time something happens to me!”

“I wouldn’t if you could at least tell them that what they did it’s wrong.”

“I did.” He lied.

“No, you didn’t! You stayed there, smiling awkwardly and agreeing about what they were saying.”

You were so mad at him, for not defending himself, but to blame you for doing something he can do. Because he does it with you all the time.

“San…”

“What? What could I do? Imagine if they were fans.”

“Oh pleeease!” You sighed. “Don’t play the “fan card”. If they were fans, they wouldn’t say anything to you.”

“She’s right San.” Agreed Hongjoong.

“Thank you! Finally, someone smart.” You pointed at the elder, relieved that you were not acting crazily.

“Y/N, you should go home, we’re going to talk about this with the manager when everyone is back. We can’t let this kind of thing occur.”

“Yeah, anyway I’m done with him for today.” You gave San a dark stare.

“I’m done with you too!”

“Then call me when you are talking to people like you do with me!” You said, before leaving angrily.

You know that both of you were acting like children, but you were tired of being the meanest between both of you, just because he can put limits.

MINGI

When Mingi decided to ask you to be his girlfriend, he would never imagine that it would be so useful.

During high school, he always saw boys confronting other boys because they asked a random thing to their crushes. So, he was persuaded that the meaning of a relationship was jealousy and being dedicated to your partner.

But with you, it was totally different. You were rarely jealous, and you let him his own pace and space when he needs to.

And the most was how protective you are.

You are the first one to jump into a fight just for your ego, especially Mingi’s one. You don’t really care about what people tell you. And honestly, this is a good thing because with all these paparazzi and fans around, since you made this relationship official, it could have been annoying.

Today, your boyfriend and you were enjoying a night’s walk. He was finally back from his tour and now it was the right time for him to relax.

“Do you know what I’ve missed the most during these 3 months?” He asked, taking your hand in his.

“Don’t tell me sex or-”

“Nooo! I would never say this!” He blushed.

You chuckled, happy to see that he was still pure and shy when it comes to this type of intimacy.

“I’m kidding,” you wrapped your arm around his. “What did you miss?”

“My protection.”

It was your turn to be flustered.

He was talking about you being there to protect him every time you can.

“In some countries, people are really rude for literally nothing.” He said, probably remembering an encounter.

“Maybe you should try to-”

“For what?” He cut you straight. “I need you and you only.”

“But what are you going to do if I’m not with you?” You smiled, liking his cuteness.

“I will call you.” He replied like it was the smartest answer, and you didn’t think about it.

“But on tour? Or imagine if we break up?”

He gave you a look that made you feel stupid for a second.

“You crazy?”

“No, I’m curious.” You replied, your smile still glued on your face.

“For nothing in the world, I would break up with you.”

“But what if I do?” You smirked.

“Then I would still call you.” He concluded. “You wouldn’t hate me, right? So, I still can say ‘Hello Y/N, I know we are over, but someone is being rude to me at the coffee shop. Can you come over?”

“You are unbelievable.” You laughed.

“You know the coward that I am. It’s like God sent me the one I needed to live a peaceful life.”

“Aw. That’s cute.”

“I know. Cute is my last name.” He gave you a quick peck on the forehead.

“But don’t you feel… I don’t know, less masculine if I’m the protective one?”

“No way.” He replied quickly. “Or I never thought about this.”

“Really? I know some guys who would feel less masculine, or they would have a problem with their manhood.”

“Then it’s not my problem. I do really like it.” He smiled at you.

You felt reassured deep inside of you. You always thought he would confront you someday for interposing in an argument or something.

“But don’t think that I will let you take a bullet for me or worse.” He put his limits.

“I would never do that.”

He was relieved inside of him, but his ego was a bit hurt. “Excuse me-”

“Hey, I would never let someone stab me for your pretty eyes.” You chuckled.

“Why do I feel disappointed to hear this?” He questioned himself.

WOOYOUNG

When you cracked an eye this morning, you noticed that you were alone. You turned lazily on the other side, to pick your phone which was resting on the nightstand.

The screen turned on and you raised a brow when you saw the time.

Only 7AM?

Wooyoung spent the night with you, but usually, he would wake up at the last one.

You sighed and touched his side of the bed. It was cold. It’s been a long time since he’s up.

Lazily and still asleep, you got out of your bed and headed to the bathroom, maybe he was there.

But the door was wide open and there was no sign of Wooyoung there.

You continued and went to the living room. Just in the corridor, you could hear the TV, at a minimum volume. He was probably there, watching his favorite show but didn’t want to wake you up.

“Babe?” You said, laying at the crook of the door. “You are already up?”

“As you can see.” He replied, eyes still glued on the screen.

You noticed the cold tone of his voice. You just ignored it.

“It’s only 7AM? Did you have insomnia again?”

“No.”

“Well okay.” You raised a brow.

Instead of sitting next to him on the couch, you stayed there, watching the TV screen. You were not really focused on it. If someone asks you what a character just said, you wouldn’t be able to answer. You were wondering what could happen in your boyfriend’s head this morning.

Finally, he spoke.

“Why do you always need to protect me?”

You raised a brow. Here we go again, you thought.

“Because you can’t do it. You let people take advantage of you.”

“This doesn’t mean that you need to jump out of nowhere and to act like you did yesterday.” He said, a bit too aggressively for you.

All the arguments you had before because of this subject helped you this time to remain quiet and to let him spill all the things he has against you.

“Okay I know you just want to take care of me. But I’m not a fucking child Y/N! I can handle myself. This is so so so annoying sometimes.” He continued.

Your eyes didn’t leave his. But your mind was already out of this room.

“I would appreciate it if sometimes you could stop. It’s the fifth time I ask you to stop, and you are still doing it. I’m really done!”

Just say that you don’t feel manly enough, you thought.

When he finally stopped and put his eyes back on the screen, you left.

You sighed in the corridor and went back to your bedroom.

There, you plopped under the sheets and tried to calm the anger inside of you.

You hated to see people being rude or mean to him. But he was too naive to think bad about their behaviors. So of course, sometimes you need to open his eyes. But instead of being thankful, he was just being rude because it reduced the size of his peepee when you do.

“Idiot.” You whispered.

You woke up 3 hours later, still bothered by the situation.

Wooyoung was still probably mad at you for sure.

You were thinking about confronting him once again or just ignoring him for the rest of the day.

You didn’t have the time to choose one of these choices when he entered the room quietly. 2 cups of hot chocolate in his hands.

He gave you a quick and light smile and whispered a “sorry” that you couldn’t hear but you guessed it right away.

JONGHO

You had a whole debate on who between both of you was the most protective one.

Jongho was sure he was the winner.

“I’m the protective one! The only thing you do is breaking apples with your bare hands.” You laughed, putting your legs on his laps.

“This is training!” He replied, playing with your foot. “Now that I can break apples well, I can break anyone’s head.”

“Head? Who do you think you are? Hulk?” You pinched his arm.

“Exactly. I’m the Hulk. So, respect me woman.”

“You wish…”

At the same moment, a few male backup dancers entered the practice room.

You recognized some of them except one.

Jongho stood up first to greet them.

“Hi JongJong!” Greeted one of them. He was a close friend of your boyfriend. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to practice a bit.” He replied, giving him a handshake.

You spotted the newest one stepping next to them.

“Nice to meet you.” Shyly bowed Jongho.

It’s true that his presence was something else. The other backup dancers were joyful and funny, but his aura was dark, foggy and you never saw him smile since he entered.

“He’s our new guy! He’s coming straight from Busan.” Introducing the dance leader.

“Ah! The manager informed us about this. It’s cool! Hope you will have fun with us.” Continued Jongho.

You had a bad feeling about him. But it was none of your business and you decided to put your attention on the notification that popped up on your phone screen.

“Who is this?” Asked the new recrue, pointing at you.

“Oh, this is Y/N.” He simply replied.

“His girlfriend.”

“Hyung!” He punched him; a bit embarrassed.

“It’s okay, we all know it.”

“I know, but it still feels weird to hear it from you.” He rolled his eyes.

“Ah so it’s allowed to bring our girlfriends to work?” He asked.

From you, it seemed like a reproach.

Jongho cleared his throat and scratched his head. “I didn’t want to be alone today, so I asked her to come. She really gives good reviews!”

“Ah I see, but rules are rules.”

Not liking the tone, he was using, you slammed a bit too much strongly, your phone on the coffee table and stood up.

Jongho raised a brow, you seemed mad, and he knew how you could be sometimes.

You stepped in front of the new recrue and bowed politely to him.

“Nice to meet you too.” You raised a brow.

For sure he has a problem with women, or his ego is too big to greet someone.

“Is my presence bothering you?” You asked straight, taking this cocky look.

“I just thought we needed to follow rules.”

“Then why are you not following the 2 first rules?”

“Y/N, he’s new. I think he doesn’t know-”

“Rule number 1.” You ignored your boyfriend, a bit frustrated on the side. “Respect.”

He raised a brow, not understanding what you could mean by that.

“I greeted you, so you could do it too. And leave this attitude at your home. No need to be this sassy, moody or bitchy here.”

He stayed up, not giving up on his ego.

“Rule number 2.” You continued. “Anyone who’s not related to the staff, idols or superior hierarchy isn’t allowed to be in this building. But since I’m his girlfriend, I can.” You smirked, tilting your head on the side.

You exchanged a long and intense eye-contact, before he broke it by bowing to you.

“Thank you.”

“Well, Jongho, your girl can be scary sometimes… Take care of yourself.” Whispered the lead dancer.

“I love her.” He replied, proud of you being so strong.

You don’t hesitate to protect anyone when something feels wrong and he’s really admirative.

“She won.”

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: Wooyoung.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Special request by Aeon for her bestie Isabella! Happy (late) Birthday girl

“Hello bestfriend!”
Wooyoung jumped on your bed, almost giving you a heart attack.
“Just give me 3 reasons to not kill you right now.” You mumbled under his chest.
“3?” He repeated, sitting next to your sleepy body. “Too easy.”
You simply covered your face with the sheet.
“Why is your room so dark?” He noticed after a few seconds.
“Dark as my heart…” you whispered.
Wooyoung raised a brow. Just yesterday you seemed happy and grateful to be on this planet, but today, life seemed to be tough.
After a few seconds of not hearing something from him, you added dramatically. “If you just came to mess my bed, good job, it’s done. Now you can go.”
Your best friend rolled his eyes.
“Well… if that’s what you want-”
Before he could think about leaving for real, you grabbed his wrist, looking him dead in the eyes.
“A-are you really considering leaving?”
Just because of the soft and calm light on his eyes, you knew he wouldn’t.
“Why would I leave you for this special day, girl?” He smirked.
“I would appreciate it if you could stop reminding me that I’m getting older…” you fell back on the mattress.
Wooyoung ignored your comment and went to open the curtain.
At the right moment, you succeeded to dodge the sunlight to blind your eyes.
“It’s shining bright today! You should enjoy it!” He smiled at your building view. “You got a better view than our dorm.”
“Close the curtains.”
“Argh stop being so moody!” He pulled the sheets out of you.
When you felt your body lose the temperature, plus your eyes meeting the blue sky outside, you couldn’t help but to swear at your best friend.
“I love you too Y/N.” He replied back. “Now get up.”
“Get up for what?” You yawned.
“For the day.”
“I rather stay at home, watching Squid Game, with a ton of snacks.”
“That’s what you did yesterday.” He raised a brow.
“Stop judging me dude.”
“Okay whatever… just get dressed and…” he stopped to look at you. “Put makeup on.”
“What is this supposed to mean?” You grabbed the pillow next to you, ready to throw it on him right in the face.
“Just do it.”
“Aah Wooyoung I really don’t want to go out today.”
“Come on!” He whined. “I prepared a bunch of things for you today!”
“Can we do it tomorrow?”

He gave you a dark glare, making you sit up instantly.
“Why do you absolutely want to do something with me today?” You asked, rubbing your nape.
“Is it too strange to spend time with friends on their birthday?”
“No…” you admitted interiorly that it was a dumb question.
Wooyoung sat down again on the edge of the bed, he was trying to figure out why you were so down.
You knew each other for 4 years and he never saw you this way on your birthday.
It’s true that everyone has a little reflection on their life when they grow up, but for you, it was like you put your whole existence in question.
Suddenly, something tilted in his head.
“3 things huh?”
“What?” You raised a brow.
“You asked 3 reasons for my presence.”
“I was just-”
“First one,” he cut you straight, “your roommate let me in.”
Of course, she would, you thought. She was a very close friend of yours and was always shiping Wooyoung and you. Both of you were clearly telling her that you were just friends, but she didn’t want to give up. “There’s no more boy-girl friendship now in this world.” So old school.
“Second one, we are always doing something for your birthday. Even if it’s a Monday.”
“Yeah…” you smiled lightly when old memories went back to your mind.
“And third one.” He paused, his cheeks blushing a bit. “I need to thank you for being born.”
“For being born?” You repeated, blinking at this unexpected answer.
Wooyoung avoided your stare and looked at the messy chair full of clothes in the corner of your room.
“I know that for you it’s a difficult step, like most of humans, but for me I see it as a blessing to be a part of your life journey.”
You didn’t say anything.
It was the first time that both of you talked so intimately about each other. And honestly, you would just ruin the moment by saying “oh come on don’t be so sensitive”, as every time a subject makes you shy and awkward.
“It might sound completely dumb for you,” he let out a nervous laugh. “But for me, I can say “woah, I spent 4 birthdays with this amazing person.”
You were so moved that someone thought or felt something for you that you didn’t know how to react.
Your emotions were just mixed between happiness, sadness and excitement.
“I’m really glad that I’ve met someone like you.” He added. “Beside the boys, I have someone that I can call “my home”, he air-quoted. “Someone with whom I can really be myself. Without a fear of being judged or disappointed.”
You blinked a few times to remove the tears from coming out.
Wooyoung wasn’t still looking at you, otherwise he would stop and act like nothing happened.
“Please don’t be sad about your birthday or don’t feel sad about getting older.” He continued. “Okay maybe you will need to add some products to your skin care routine or maybe someone will propose you, soon, where are diapers at the supermarket-”
“Hey you.” You grunted.
He chuckled, expecting this comment. “But you shouldn’t let the number of candles on your cake make you sad. Life is a messy adventure with the goods and bad moments, but it makes it more exciting.”
You felt like he was talking to himself too. He probably had this issue or maybe still has it.
Wooyoung finally turned his head when he got no answer from you.
“A-Are you crying?” He chuckled.
“No.” You sniffled.
“Then what is this?” He pointed at the tear sliding on your cheek.
“Sweat.” You lied, wiping your eyes.
“Ah yeah,” he nodded, “your eyes are sweating huh.”
“Shut up.” You sniffled again, lips shaking.
“Oooh come on, I didn’t want you to make you cry.” He laid down on his stomach and rested his head on your lap. Slowly rubbing your knee with his thumb.
“How do you expect me to not cry?” Your voice cracked, covering your face with your hands.
“Sorry I tend to forget the cry baby that you are.” He smiled.
“Shut up.” You repeated, your body shaking a little bit.
“You’ll age like fine wine anyway.” He whispered, enjoying your presence.
“What y- You don’t even like wine.”
“No, but I like you.” He smiled, knowing that it will make you cringe and melt at the same time.

❦ Genre: Fluff / Suggestive.

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Don’t ever believe me again when I say I’m posting something “soon” Part 1 /Part 2

❦Tags: @joongiebug @justineasian @winterciella @adventuresofrose @skkrtnawrskkrt 

❦ Notes: I was this close to end this with an angst scenario, but y’all were too hyped for a happy ending haha

It’s been 30 minutes since you’ve been standing in front of Seonghwa’s apartment door.
You were surprised that the old lady, living next door, hadn’t called the police yet. According to Seonghwa, she’s so extra and kind of close-minded.
The stupid thought of you waiting to be released at the police station made you wonder if you prefer to be there or to confront Seonghwa.

For sure, the moment he’s going to open this door, he’s going to win.
You are going to boost his ego.
You played hard to get later at the theater and look at you now, rushing to his place.
“You are so stupid Y/N,” you facepalmed. “Think with your brain, not your heart.”
“Eh, everything’s fine Y/N?”
You turned around, eyes widened and ashamed that someone heard you.
And by someone you meant Yunho.
“Aren’t you supposed to be inside?” You asked.
“And you aren’t supposed to be at your house?” He smirked, looking at his watch. “It’s 2 AM.”
“Well-”
“Oh, I’m dumb.” He declared. “Seonghwa and you are a thing again?”
Your saliva went straight to your throat, making you gulp by surprise. “W-we were not a ‘thing’.” You air-quoted, keeping your composure to prove to him that he was crazy to think that.
“What were you then?” He smiled.
“We weren’t dating.”
“I know.” He replied. “All the members know.”
“Then you have your answer.” You hoped he would stop there.
“I wasn’t specifically talking about a relationship.”
“We were not in a situationship either.”
“So many terms…” Yunho rolled his eyes. “Just admit you were friends with benefits.”

“How-” You paused, before saying too much and maybe put Seonghwa in an uncomfortable situation.” “What are you talking about?”
“How do I know?” He smirked once again.
A part of you wanted to die, and the other half wanted to rip this cocky smirk off his face.
“You left a hickey on his neck once.” He touched his own neck. “Or even more than once.”
“I-”
“That’s a rookie mistake.”
“I-” you repeated, ignoring how you will close this conversation.
“Or maybe that’s what you wanted?” He insinuated.
“Wanted?”
“Yeah, to mark your territory.”
“Territory? Like a dog?” You raised a brow.
“No like someone who’s falling in love.” He concluded.
“Bullshit…”
“Why don’t you just confess to him?” He giggled.
Seonghwa probably never explained the situation to his members. Good thing for you. No one could make fun of you if they didn’t know.
“Why would I do such a thing?” You discreetly wiped your moist hands on your dress.
Yunho sighed, “okay keep playing this game. But I’m sure that if you confess, he would love it.”
“How can you be sure of this? He’s not the ‘dating guy type’.” You air quoted.
“He’s just scared.” Concluded Yunho before applying the door code.
How can he know how Seonghwa feelings? Did they talk about this in private? Between boys? Seonghwa was firmly against a relationship. Or maybe it’s his way to reject you?
“I’m going crazy…” you shook your head.
“Do you enter, or should I bring you a blanket so you can sleep here?”
“Since when are you so sarcastic?” You raised a brow.
“Living with Seonghwa changed many of us.”
You tilted your head, “true.”
Faster than you could imagine, you were in the corridor.
As expected, Seonghwa’s shoes were correctly positioned on the floor.
Even though his relationships were messy, he was neat.
“Hyung! Y/N is here!” Yelled Yunho, entering the living room.
If you had just a single object in your hand, you would throw it right on his head.
“Y/N?” You heard his deep voice.
Yunho nodded, “she’s here since a long-”
“Yunho!” You stopped him. “I can introduce myself.”
“Sure.” He smirked, enjoying the embarrassing look on your face. “I’m in my room if you are looking for me.”
Before you could fully enter the living room, Seonghwa appeared right in front of you.
A light hiccup escaped from your mouth.
How could such a presence ruin all your effort to remain normal in only 2 seconds?
“Hello.” He smiled.
“H-Hi.”
“Should we go on the rooftop? Hongjoong and Mingi are taking a nap on the couch.” He pointed at the ceiling.
“Sure.”
He passed next to you without giving you a simple look or even a glare. Once again you ignored how to act with him. He was either warm and nice, or cold.
“Do you want a hoodie or something? It’s cold outside.” He offered.
“Nah. I’m good.”
Even the coldest wind couldn’t beat him anyway.
In an awkward silence, you followed him in the staircase. None of you exchanged a word. Only your footsteps were reasoning.
Finally, after 2 long minutes of climbing irregular stairs, you saw the metal door.
“I thought this building had an elevator?” You complained.
“It doesn’t go to the rooftop.”
“Yeah but at least on the last floor.” You grunted. “Genius my ass.”
Seonghwa ignored you, as usual and opened the door.
When you stepped outside, you were half disappointed and surprised.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a romantic rooftop where you could stay in his arms for the whole night. But the stars gave another atmosphere to this rooftop. Almost something magical.
Seonghwa sat on the bench in front of the edge.
“What do you want to talk about?” He asked, looking at you right in the eyes for the second time today.
“Me?” You pointed at your face. “You are the one who sent me a message.”
“I wanted your answer. I already told you that I wanted you to be mine.”
If he knew how this simple sentence made you weak and vulnerable.
“You want me to be yours at night.”
“No.”
You didn’t say anything, not wanting to take him aback.
“I fucked up okay. I admit it.”
Still not a simple response from you.
“When you kind of confirmed me that you had feelings for me, I freaked out.”
You raised a brow. He didn’t freak out, he completely rejected you and threw your feelings away.
“I was good with our situation. But, if love feelings were made to happen, I simply thought, it will ruin everything.”
“You ruined everything by leaving after saying these painful things.” You said.
“And I’m sorry.” He apologized, grabbing your hand to invite you to sit down next to him.
“Being sorry doesn’t tell me what you want Hwa.”
He was surprised that you still use this nickname for him. Maybe everything isn’t over yet.
“I want to give us a chance.”

This feeling. You will never feel all these sensations coming through your body.
The fear of the unknown, the anticipation, the stress, and the excitement. Everything was taking up a huge space in your heart.
People were not lying when they said that they feel like their heart will explode.
“Let’s go slowly. But let’s be together. Officially.” He smiled, rubbing your hand.
You dreamed of this moment since you started to get feelings and that you talked about it with Hongjoong. But now you were speechless. Even scared to screw up by saying anything.
“Babe? Are you listening to me?”
“B-Babe?” You repeated, the dumb look back on your face.
Seonghwa laughed. You tried to remember but for sure, you never heard him laugh this way.
“I like calling you like this.”
“A-Ah?”
“Yeah, it’s even better than you calling me daddy.” He smirked.
“Oh- you!”
You punched his arm with your fist.
He was the best to declare these kinds of things out of context.
“I’m kidding Y/N.”
“Y/N?”
“Sorry.” He chuckled. “I’m kidding, babe.”
This nickname put a wild smile on your face that you absolutely wanted to hide behind your hand, just to not boost his ego.
“So? Can I be your boyfriend?” He asked, a slight blush on his cheeks. “Or maybe you agreed to date Seungyeon again.”
“He understood by himself that he didn’t have a chance against you.”
“Oh really?”
You pushed his forehead with your index. “Idiot.”
“Do you want to date this idiot, or not?” He asked one more time.
“Hm… I don’t know.” You played around.
“Y/-”
“Yes of course.” You giggled.
“You made me freak out for a second.”
“You are not the only one playing hard to get.” You winked.
Seonghwa grumbled funnily. You hurt his ego.
“You are unbelievable.” He whispered, not letting off your hand for a second.
“Don’t start saying stuff like this or I will believe that you can be romantic sometimes.”
“You will definitely be surprised, my love.”

❦ Genre:Fluff/Suggestive.

❦ Pairing:OT8.

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HONGJOONG

San knocked at Hyung’s studio door.
He was nervously playing with the hem of his hoodie. How could he ask something like that?
“Hiy- San?”
“Hello.” He waved awkwardly.
Hongjoong stepped on the side to let his friend in. “Everything okay?”
San sat on the couch, taking care of the expression on his face.
“Can’t I come here for nothing? Or only to spend time with our so devoted leader?”
Hongjoong raised a brow, it was definitely weird.
“Do you have something to ask?” He crossed his arms on his chest, not giving up the idea that San isn’t here just to chill.
“I just wanted to spend time with you.” He said, putting his feet on the coffee table. “I didn’t know there was something wrong with that.”
The leader sat back on his chair, fronting the 2 laptop screens on the desk.
“If you say.” He spoke. “But I have to finish this and maybe we can go eat something or to the cinema, I know that you have this movie you absolutely want to see.”
“Oh Hyung, you remember everything.” Smiled San.
Hongjoong concluded that San probably didn’t notice that he was talking about this Marvel movie every time he could.
He decided to not remind him of this detail and played the instrumental of their new b-side track.
“Oh! So cool!” Clapped San. “You are a real genius Hyung. We are so lucky to have you in the group, otherwise I don’t know how we would do it.”
“Okay there’s definitely something going on.” Claimed the leader, turning his chair around. “What do you want, San?”
The serious tone of his voice made the boy realize that he was losing his temper.
“Okay. I do have a question…” he whispered, embarrassed.
“Just tell me so we can both go to our business.”
He didn’t mean to act rude, but he really needed to finish this today. Eden could be stressful sometimes.
“You are the only one I can ask that because you won’t make a big deal of this.” He continued.
Hongjoong’s face softened. This question seemed to be heavy for him and he was touched that he was confessing to him.
“Tell me.” He gave him a comforting smile.

“Can you give me some tips for finding the right size for a condom?” He closed his eyes, too scared to look at his friend.
Hongjoong blinked twice.
He tried to hide all the emotions that went through his mind.
Because of the effort San made to ask him this kind of thing, he didn’t decide to throw him out of the studio. But he couldn’t talk with him that much about his sexual life. That would be too awkward. Even uncomfortable.
“Search on Google, Naver or even at the dedicated shops.” He dumbly replied.
“Yeah, but there’s so many things to take into consideration.” He sighed. “Don’t you have any tips or something with what I can measure-”
“No.” He gulped, turning back to his screens to avoid San’s eyes. “Just measure it with what you find and check the size on the box. It should help. And then you can adjust, depending on the comfort.”
“So, there’s no way to straightly choose the right size?” He asked, making Hongjoong even more uncomfortable.
“You need to be cautious about this. It shouldn’t be too big or too small. You need to be comfortable with it and Y/N-” He paused, thinking that maybe you wouldn’t be the one he was active with. “Or anyone else, needs to feel safe and protected too.”
“Hm… makes sense.” Mumbled San.
Hongjoong prayed inside of him that San was done with these questions.
“And Hyung, how do you know you are in the right… hole?”
“Damn it.” Whispered Hongjoong.

SEONGHWA

“Hello Hyung,” calmly said San.
Seonghwa raised a brow. He knew that San was never grumpy in the morning, but after a month of promotions, he was so relaxed. Almost peaceful.
“Morning.” Replied Seonghwa, still not leaving an eye from him.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah…”
“Nice, me too.” Said San, sitting on the counter, waiting for his coffee to brew.
“Did you sleep for 11 hours or what? I’ve never seen someone looking like this at 7 AM.”
“I didn’t sleep that much, but it’s fine.” He giggled.
Seonghwa got goosebumps because of his voice tone.
“Choi San.”
“Yes Hyung?” He smiled widely.
“Are you on drugs?”
His friend puffed before pouring coffee in his cup.
“No, I’m just…” he looked for his words.
“You are what? Stoned? High? Having a drunkover?”
“Happy!”
“H-Happy?” He repeated, not believing that happiness could make him go like this.
“You should try.”
“We have been friends for a long time now and I have never seen you this way.”
“Because you don’t have what I have.”
Seonghwa raised a brow.
“Sex.”
Seonghwa felt this reply was like a slap.
“S-Sex?” He repeated dumbly.
San nodded, thinking about all the sinful things he did to you.
“Since when you-”
“Come on Hyung!” Giggled San. “Don’t be so awkward. Having sex is completely normal.”
“I’m not awkward.” He defended his image.
“Then why are you blushing that much?” He winked.
“I’m not. It’s just hot. And I worked out this morning.”
San didn’t believe a second of this excuse but moved on.
He knew that Seonghwa had girlfriends before or even one night stand this year, but they never really talked about it openly. They all have their adventures without especially telling each other in detail.
“And… since when did you lose your v-card?”
“2 months?” Said San, still thinking of the exact date.
“I might be wrong, but you know each other for 2 months, no?”
“Yeah.” He smirked. “We already had this alchemy…”
“You slept with someone you barely knew?” Questioned Seonghwa.
“Yes? Why does it sound like a big deal? You do it all the time!” Pouted San.
“But it was your first time San!” Shouted the eldest member. “You should have done that with someone that you love!”
“You are so old school Hyung.” Whispered San, rolling his eyes.
“I’m not kidding!”
“Yeah yeah…” He said, leaving the kitchen.
“Choi San! Come back here right now!”
“Hyung! You are annoying!” He yelled from the next room.
“You should have found the one and only to do your first experience!”
“What if she is?” He appeared at the crock of the door.
Seonghwa concluded that he ignored your entire relationship.
“In only 2 months, we shared so many things, you can’t even imagine.”
“A-Are you in love?” Asked Seonghwa.
“Maybe.” Shrugged San. “I don’t know what ‘being in love means’.”
“Our San-ie is in love.” Repeated the boy, almost tearing up.
“The f-”
“We need to celebrate this!” He stood up, rushing to knock at every door. “GUYS! WAKE UP!”
San, still standing in front of the kitchen’s door, was wondering what just happened.
“What is wrong with him?” He whispered.

YUNHO

You were needy.
‘Needy’ was even a weak word for the state you were in right now.
Mainly because of your menstrual cycle coming in the next few days, but also your boyfriend. Just his presence was enough to make you aroused.
Right now, you were surrounded by the entire group. Your boyfriend was in front of you, between Yunho and Jongho.
Discreetly, you were trying to give him soft kicks and brushes, making him understand that you wanted to sneak out. Sadly, he didn’t understand the message and simply gave you a wide and bright smile.
Usually, you wouldn’t need to insist that much, just a simple touch or glare will make his brow and the corner of his mouth rise.
Maybe he was trying to maintain his composure because of the CEO and the staff members sitting at the end of the table.
“I wanted to congratulate all of you.” Started the CEO. “Our cool and devoted members.”
All the boys bowed politely, touched by these words.
San still didn’t give a look to you.
“Of course, all the staff as well. You all follow them everywhere they’re going. Makeup team, fashion team, music and music video producers.” He continued, smiling at everyone.
“And our manager.” Added Seonghwa, poking the cheek of the team’s father.
“Yeah! It must ask a lot of patience to keep an eye on all of you.” Chuckled the CEO.
“You can’t even imagine.” He sighed.
“We know you love us.” Pouted San.
You raised a brow. Was your flirty thing too weak for him?
“I never said such a thing.” Smiled at the manager.
San stood up to hug his manager, grateful to have him in the crew.
“Oooh,” giggled all the women in the team.
Your brain froze when you realized that your feet weren’t touching him, but that you still could feel a leg against your ankle.
You blinked a few times and gave a quick glance at Jongho. He was focused on the lovely scene. No way you were touching him all this time.
To hope that it was only the table leg you were seducing, you glanced at Yunho.
You noticed that his upper body was tense, his eyes wide and the red tint on his cheeks made you understand that you were touching him.
You hiccuped loudly and moved your chair back.
Everything except Yunho was now looking at you.
“Is everything okay Y/N?” Asked Wooyoung at your right.
You bite your bottom lip and avoid Yunho’s stare on you.
“Y-I-Well-”
“Oh, don’t think that I forgot you Y/N.” Smiled the CEO.
San returned to his seat with this worried look in the eyes.
He mouthed something like “you good?”, but you discreetly shook your head.
“You are a really good support for them! I thought that Yunho was the energizer of the group, but it seems like he had a rude contestant.” He laughed.
To hide your embarrassment, you did your best fake laugh and thanked the CEO for his nice words.
“San, Y/N, can I talk to you in private?” Asked Yunho, his cheeks’ shade took another level of red.
“W-Why?”
“Just come.” He insisted, standing up.
You both exchanged a stare and quickly followed him outside the restaurant.
“What did you do?” Whispered San.
“I thought it was you!” You freaked out.
“Me?”
Yunho turned back just when the cold wind hit you in the face.
“Yeah, she thought it was your leg that she was touching for at least 5 minutes.”
“My leg?” He repeated.
“Yeah!” You screamed, already dying from embarrassment. “I was playing footsie with Yunho accidentally! I thought it was your leg!”
San puffed with laughter.
“It’s not funny!”
“Y’all better act decent and not like horny bunnies!” He started. “And since when do you do this kind of thing San?”
“I-”
“No, nevermind.” He stopped him, a hand in front of his face. “I don’t want to know.”
“Since when are you so dramatic Hyung?” He smirked.
“Since your girl is mistaking your leg with mine!” His voice cracked.
They were both arguing while you were still processing what happened. For sure, it was such a turn off.

YEOSANG

Yeosang was sitting just next to you and San.
You were sitting next to the window and your boyfriend, in the middle, between both of you.
Yeosang was eyes glued on the movie playing on the little screen, while you and San tried your best to not jump on each other.
During this tour, you decided to officialize your relationship with him.
All these girls screaming his name and being dedicated to San made you jealous a couple of times.
It was quite ruining the moment from time to time, so San decided to make sure that he was yours. Of course, you accepted. You’ve been crushing on him for so long, you would never decline.
But now that everything is well settled and clear between you, there is another problem: your libido.
San is sexy. He knows it.
So, he can’t help but to tease you from time to time or to look at you with this lustful sparkle in his eyes.
So now, you’ve been sitting next to him for 3 hours and you couldn’t help but to get all the hottest thoughts in your mind.
San’s simple ministrations made you crazy. He was simply brushing his fingers on your forearm that you already wanted to throw your panty out of the plane.
You glanced at him and mouthed the word “restroom”.
Obviously, he nodded and told you to leave first.
You disrupted Yeosang in his movie, but it was so captivating that he didn’t say anything.
He just muttered something when San asked him 2 minutes later to stand up.
When both of you left, he focused back on the movie.
10 minutes later, Wooyoung passed in the row.
“Where are they?” He pointed at the 2 empty seats.
“Don’t know. Y/N is in the restroom and San? Who knows?” He replied, trying to see the screen behind Wooyoung’s hand.
His closest friend smirked and flickered Yeosang’s forehead.
“Dumbass.”
Yeosang completely ignored him. His movie was too good to miss a scene.
Until the realization.
When he imagined both of you doing “it” in the plane restroom, his face changed.
Just when he looked in the restroom direction, behind him, he saw you holding San’s hand.
Most of the people on the plane that were awake, if they paid attention could guess what just happened.
“You okay Hyung?” Asked San when he noticed that Yeosang’s eyes didn’t leave his.
“Did you-”
You immediately understand that he got it.
“Did you just have sex in the plane… restroom?” He whispered, not wanting the old lady behind him to hear that.
“What?! No!” You lied.
“What are you talking about?” Continued San, fixing his clothes.
“You both had sex right now! I’m not dumb!”
“Shut up…” You whispered, tackling your hand on his mouth.
“You are disgusting!” He still said behind your palm.
San was smirking. Not caring about what Yeosang thinks now about him.
“And you!” He pointed at San. “Even more! Since when you do this kind of thing!”
He simply shrugged, sitting back on his seat.
“Just wait until Hongjoong knows about this!” He started. “When he knows that you are, first, sexually active, he will have a stroke. Second, in a plane? Y’all crazy!”
“If I knew I would get scolded, I would leave you and your horniness alone.” You whispered to your boyfriend.
“Hmm… Not me.” He replied, ignoring Yeosang’s monologue. “Round 2 before the landing?”

MINGI

You were in San’s bed, watching a show which was trending worldwide.
You were completely focused on the screen that you didn’t really realize that your friend’s hand slipped under your shirt.
“What are you doing?” You giggled.
“It’s been 2 minutes that I put my hand there and you are only noticing now?”
“Sorry to be too interested in the show.” You slapped his hand.
“That’s what I see because you didn’t notice how horny I am.”
“You nasty.”
“That’s not my fault.” You smirked.
San gave you a surprised look.
“Not your fault?”
You nodded.
“Do you think that the wall is turning me on?” He laughed. “Or the pillows?”
“The movie?”
The boy glanced at you as if you came from another planet.
“Even your aura is sexy, and you are surprised I’m horny? Come on babe.”
You raised a brow. It was the first time he called you this way. You never thought you would hear him calling you this way.
“Don’t look at me like this.” He lifted your chin.
“Or what?” You smirked, liking to provoke him every time you could.
“Or nothing!” Yelled Mingi, entering the room.
By the expression on his face, you didn’t know if he was upset or not.
San flinched when the door slammed on the wall.
“What the- what is wrong with you?” He asked.
“I knew it!” He replied, pointing at you.
“Why are you pointing at me?”
“I knew you are having sex!”
Your friend stared at you. Of course, you exchanged a curious look.
For almost 6 months in secret. You were seeing each other every time you could. After a schedule, after a meeting, after school or even between 2 of your exam’s sessions.
“We are friends, what are you talking about?”
“Yeah, friends who are seeing each other naked.”
“We never had sex.” You lied.
“I heard your little conversation.”
“I was kidding.”
“I heard you yesterday as well.” He declared, visibly embarrassed.
“Y-”
“You thought you were alone this whole time huh? Well, no!”
Yesterday San invited you to their dorm to enjoy a moment, only both of you. But he clearly forgot the presence of his sick teammate in the next room.
“I don’t know you well Y/N,” started Mingi, “but you Choi San…”
Your friend raised a brow, ignoring if he was surprised by Mingi calling him by his full name or just because he’s scared of the consequences.
“When Seonghwa and Hongjoong Hyung will learn about this-”
“Please don’t tell them.” You interposed.
Mingi took this request as a good opportunity.
“Hm okay. I won’t tell them.”
“Oh, thank you.” You sighed in relief.
“Only if you do my chores for a month.” He smirked.
“Your chores?” Repeated San, his voice cracked. “You crazy! I have already mi-”
“Okay he will do it!” You stopped San before he could refuse the deal.
“Y/N!” He shouted. “Do you know how many chores he has?”
“I will help you! But I don’t want the whole group to know for us. Yet.”
You gave San a worried look. For sure, your relationship and his career will get affected when the members, the staff and the fans will learn it.
“Okay deal.” Agreed Mingi.
“You ignore what you are going through Y/N…”

WOOYOUNG

The entire group was in the living-room.
They were enjoying a rainy Saturday night.
Comeback season is finally over, and they could spend time together without thinking about work or the next intense practice they’re gonna get.
“Someone wants the last pizza piece?” Asked Yunho, looking at it with love.
“You can have it.” Authorized Mingi.
“What about me?” Pouted San.
“You already have 2 pieces left on your plate.” You interposed. “Eat it Yunho.”
Your friend stuck your tongue out at you.
“Hey, what about playing “Never have I ever”?” Suggested Wooyoung, sipping his strange blue drink.
“What is this game?” Asked Jongho.
“Hmm we will play an example round. Just lift your hand if you did it.”
Wooyoung looked for a fun question.
“Never have I ever… stolen money on my mom’s bag.”
Wooyoung, Mingi and Seonghwa lifted their hands.
“Well well well…” Giggled Hongjoong, judging his closest friend.
“I really needed to buy candies…” he sighed, ashamed of his childhood.
“Okay, next question.”
“Choose a spicy one.” Suggested San. “I’m curious.”
“Good idea! Let me search one.”
Wooyoung scrolled on his phone for 2 minutes before his face lightened up.
“THIS!” He smiled. “Never have I ever had a quickie in a public place.”
San, Yeosang and you lifted your hand.
“SAN?” Yelled the members together.
He gulped. This game would ruin his image.
“I thought you never had sex before!” Claimed Wooyoung, shocked and mad that his friends didn’t tell him an important things like that.
“I wanted to talk about it-”
“Next question.” Cut Hongjoong, avoiding any drama tonight.
Wooyoung gave a deadly stare at San and looked back at his phone screen.
“Never have I ever tied my partner during sex.”
San raised his hand, not minding admitting he did something like this.
But you asked at the same time, “does it count if I’m the one getting tied?”
San lifting his hand and you posing this question, Wooyoung brain malfunctioned.
“WAIT A DAMN MINUTE!” He stood up.
“Don’t scream, you scared me!” Shouted Seonghwa, palm on his chest.
“If you tied someone, and that you, Y/N, you are asking if getting tied is working for the game- does it mean-”
You tried to think about the best excuse to persuade him that you were not sleeping with San.
“Come on Wooyoung, you are being too much just because San didn’t tell you he was a ‘grown man’.” Air quoted Yunho.
“Yeah! He’s my best friend! I should have known right after he left this girl he slept with.”
“I wanted to tell you, but I was just tired.” He rolled his eyes.
“Yeah sure. Too tired to tell me but not too tired to tie her! Or him.”
You faked to be on your phone and to not pay attention to the scene in front of you.
“How was it? Did you like it? Were you scared? I had a ton of questions!”
“Okay I’m leaving.” Decided Hongjoong, the last thing he wanted to hear was his sexual life.
“Why is only me acting this way? Youhou! San is having sex!” He nonstop pointed at his friend.
“Because we don’t want to know. Disgusting.” Almost threw up Mingi.
“Unbelievable-” You sighed.

JONGHO

You entered the dance practice room casually.
Your boyfriend texted you, inviting you to assist and to tell them if there are any flaws in their choreography.
But you were not expected to see Jongho, slumped on the couch.
“Hello.” You greeted him.
“Hi.” He replied sleepily.
“Long night?” You giggled at his voice tone.
“I barely slept.”
You raised a brow, you were at the dorm last night and remembered he was the first one going to sleep.
“Insomnia?”
“No, worse.”
“What?”
“Seems like our neighbor, upstairs, found a girl.”
“Oh cute!” You smiled. “And disgusting at the same time.”
“Cute? They were doing it like rabbits until 4 AM.” He sighed, arm on his eyes.
“You should ask your manager to leave earlier. With these dark circles, he won’t say no.”
Before he could add something, San entered the room loudly.
“Hello beautiful people!”
“Babe! Jongho is tired, don’t scream like that.”
“Thank you, Y/N, but you are both screaming now.” Added the maknae.
“What’s happening man?”
“He heard the neighbor doing the nasty until 4 AM.” You resumed.
“Really? I didn’t hear anything.”
“Lucky you.” He sighed, sitting down correctly. “I swear his moans are terrible! And the girl, please… she did her best to remain quiet but…”
“Poor Jongho.” You giggled.
“Good job babe, at least, it shows that he never heard you.”
“E-excuse me?”
“Oops.” Gulped San.
You fought the urge to pinch your boyfriend.
“You- wait- Y/N? Hyung?”
“You broke him.” You scolded San.
“Y-You are sleeping together?” He stuttered.
“No.” You lied.
“No? Then what is he talking about?”
“H-he was talking about my snoring habits!”
“Snoring?” They both repeated.
“Yeah!”
“Sorry babe but this excuse is so lame. Even him won’t believe it.”
“Even him? Hyung! I’m not stupid.”
“I’m joking.”
“Was it really the neighbor or-”
“It wasn’t us; I promise.” You almost yelled, moving your arm strongly, completely embarrassed.
San rolled his eyes. Why did you try to hide your sexual life? It’s a natural thing and almost everyone in this world is doing it.
“Stop babying him. We are all grown people here.”
“Hold on.” Jongho stopped San. “Until 10 seconds I didn’t know you were not a virgin anymore.”
“And does it change your life?” He asked.
“Of course!”
“How?”
“I don’t want you to sleep in the upper bed together anymore. I don’t want to feel the bed shake the whole night.”
“Oh my…” you sighed.
“Okay deal, but only if you give us the room 3 times per month.”
“San!”
“Deal.” Agreed Jongho.
Not only the maknae, but now you too, hated the neighbor. If he peacefully slept the whole night, you wouldn’t have this conversation.