#ateez request

❦ 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/Suggestive.

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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.