[18:26]jungwoo zones out as he watches you gather ingredients together, his thoughts filled with future scenarios of you preparing dinner for a bigger family than just the two of you.
doyoung: water is an inanimate object which there for does not have the ability to talk, so in reality the water didn’t say anything to the bowl because it would be impossible for the water to talk.
Summary: You find yourself falling deeper and deeper in love with the former CEO after overcoming your fear of love. Although there were rough patches, both of you are now stronger than ever. However, you realize that maintaining a relationship and a company at the same time can be very difficult, especially if someone is out to destroy the both of you.
Mark rolled his eyes at Ten who spoke with certainty in the backseat of Winwin’s car as they waited for Xiaojun’s arrival at the parking lot of the airport. He turned next to him and countered, “Please. You knew him for longer than I did and you still think he’s just a violent lunatic?”
There was a pause, Ten stared at him blankly and then replied, “Yeah.”
Mark chuckled in disbelief and the two continued to argue as they placed bets on Xiaojun’s behavior upon his arrival. Behind the wheel, Winwin tried his best to ignore the two manchildren and shut his eyes for some rest before he had to start the long drive back. That was until Ten violently tapped his shoulders and begged him to take a stance. He let out a frustrated huff and turned behind his seat, “Can the both of you stop betting on every little thing already?” He continued, this time in a slightly less irritated tone, “And Mark’s right.” Ten looked back at him in a betrayed expression before Winwin clarified, “As psychotic as he may seem, he doesn’t always do things without his reasons.”
Ten’s sarcastic laughter broke out in the back seat and Winwin rolled his eyes. “Remember Jack? We can’t shame Xiaojun for being the protective brother he is when we preached him for protecting y/n from people like that douche.”
Mark and Ten nodded in unison as they came to realization and Winwin continued to justify, “It’s true that we know Jaehyun is a good man who will never hurt y/n like that but then again, Xiaojun wasn’t around here to see how Jaehyun cared for her or how he always placed his friends’ needs over his.”
A moving shadow in Ten’s peripheral vision caught his attention as his eyes widen. He turned back to his two friends and whisper-shouted, “Oh my god, everybody shut up. Speaking of the devil, he’s here.”
He tried his best to act casual as the figure moved closer to their car with a heavy luggage cart. Mark and Winwin shook their heads at Ten who acted anything but normal, sprawled across the backseat as if he was asleep. The two left their odd friend to play pretend as they casually greeted Xiaojun and helped load his large luggage into the trunk.
Mark grunted as he tried his best to pick up the last suitcase and forcefully shoved it into the small, empty space left in the formerly spacious trunk. “Shit man, since when did you have this much stuff with you? Don’t you usually just carry a backpack and a guitar case?”
Xiaojun chuckled at the struggling man as Winwin slung an arm around Xiaojun’s shoulders and walked him to the passenger seat. When everyone settled back into the car, he let out a relieved sigh. “It’s nice to see everyone in one place.” He turned to Ten and raised his eyebrow, “Since when did you want to come back to Korea? I thought you hated it here.”
Ten suddenly jolted out of his sleeping position, as if the three men didn’t already know he was faking a nap, and responded immediately in a victimized tone. “Since your little sis needed help. I mean I do hate it here and LA is so much better,” he emphasized the last words as he continued with his hands dramatically placed on his heart, “But who am I to ignore a friend in help when I know I’m more than capable of laying success wherever I go?”
Xiaojun rolled his eyes and then proceeded to talk to Winwin as he started the car. “So Winwin why’d you come back to Korea?”
Mark’s laughter shook the moving vehicle as Ten dramatically complained about being ignored and Winwin replied amusingly, “Well I’m not as self-centered as the boy in the backseat, but I did come here to help y/n as well. The company was short on models and any employees for that matter, so we, along with Soojin, took the earliest flight back to the place that kickstarted our career.”
The car stopped at a red light and he turned to Xiaojun with sincere eyes, “After all, without y/n, the three of us would have never made it big in the SoCal modeling industry.”
Xiaojun shared a knowing smile, “Baby sis did always have a gift at capturing and marketing models. Even back when she was just a freelance photographer.”
Before Mark and Ten could throw a warning glare at Winwin, he proceeded to ask Xiaojun with a hesitant caution, “You know bro, Jaehyun’s company really helped y/n flourish. Not only as a photographer, but an entrepreneur.”
Xiaojun gave an indifferent expression and Winwin continued to speak with his eyes on the road as the light turned green, “Y/n told me how the SM internship gave her an eye-opening experience into the photography world and even right now, as a CEO of a fashion and modeling company. There were some bumps in the road, but she never once regret meeting Jaehyun and finding such a great opportunity for her future.”
Xiaojun didn’t respond to his praises of her efforts. Instead, he quickly changed the subject as he scanned the roads in front of him. “Let’s stop by y/n’s place first. I ought to tell her I’m here.”
Winwin silently obeyed as they continued down the road with a “calm before the storm” tension that filled the car. He pulled up to the street of luxurious penthouses and parked at a vacant spot in the underground parking lot. The moment his car’s engine died down, Xiaojun quickly got off the passenger seat and into the elevator lobby. The two men followed behind cautiously while Mark subtly sneaked in a text to y/n to give a heads up that the big, bad wolf would be coming up.
~~~
“I’m moving in with you two.”
You, Mark, and Winwin stared in shock at Xiaojun’s sudden notice. Ten chocked on his glass of water in the kitchen while Jaehyun sat beside you on the couch with an unreadable expression. He sat with his hands intertwined underneath his chin to prop it up as if he was planning the move in already. You tilted your face towards him and slightly nudged his arm. “You’re not really thinking about letting my brother stay here are you?” You whispered at your boyfriend through gritted teeth.
Jaehyun calmly replied to Xiaojun with a serious tone, “I’ll be more than happen to let you stay here.” He then turned towards you and asked, “You’re fine with that right baby?” You stared at your boyfriend dumbfounded and gave up. “I mean, even if I say no,” you turned to your brother with an annoyed expression, “it doesn’t seem like he will listen to me.”
Xiaojun stared back at you with a smirk and clapped his hands together, “Great! I’m heading down to bring my luggage.” Ten, Mark, and Winwin all got up, ready to help him before he stopped them with a smile. “You boys already drove me all the way here. Just relax. I’ll take Jaehyun with me.”
You rolled your eyes at your brother who acted as if everyone was at his beck and call. To your surprise, Jaehyun did not hesitate to get up immediately. He gave you a reassuring smile and headed out the door with Xiaojun.
You sighed, exhausted, as the three boys plopped beside you on the large couch. You zoned out as they bickered about the odd happenings of the past hour and started making weird bets.
~~~
“Any more suitcases?”
Xiaojun shook his head and slammed the trunk closed. He narrowed his eyes at Jaehyun as he swung the guitar case over his shoulders. Xiaojun immediately grabbed the case from him and warned, “Be careful. This instrument shouldn’t be flung carelessly like that.”
Jaehyun apologized immediately, “Sorry, I’ve actually never moved luggage before. But there was that one time I helped y/n carry her photography equipment.” He shook his head and chuckled at the memory, “But she scolded me even harsher than you for not being careful with the cameras.”
Xiaojun unconsciously laughed at the image, “That sounds like my baby sis alright.”
He then quickly wiped the smile off his face and replaced it with a serious expression. He stepped closer to Jaehyun with a dark expression, “Jaehyun. Listen very carefully to what I’m about to say.” Jaehyun nodded out of instinct as his body stiffened unconsciously. “You are one very lucky man to have all of y/n’s heart. And even after all the shit you have caused, I’m willing to go easy on you since you’ve took time to fly me back here and let me move in.” Xiaojun raised his pointer finger at Jaehyun and harshly reminded him, “But you’ve broken the only promise I require of you and you better show me you can amend it.”
As if it was even possible, Jaehyun stiffened his posture even more and quickly accepted his commands. Xiaojun fixed the guitar case behind his back and proceed to walk forward to the lobby. Once they got on the elevator, he informed Jaehyun in a firm tone, “From this moment onward, I better see how much you are willing to sacrifice for my sister.”
pairing:stranger!jaehyun x female!reader (feat co-worker haechan)
summary: you have a massive crush on one of your costumers so what will happen when you finally make a move?
word count: 2,130
warnings: fluff, strangers to lovers, inspired by Alicia Keys’ song “You don’t know my name”
a/n:this a quick cute one that I have been thinking about in a while, this song is so adorable that the scenario just built itself in my head and what better man to play the part than the one and only valentine boy? hope ya’ll enjoy ❤
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Most people hate Wednesdays but to you it’s your favorite day of the week. Nothing much is different from the other days, you work your shift at the café, the weather is kinda gloomy as it has been lately, your co-worker arrives late as always, you already had to fix the coffee machine within 30min of clocking in and you keep pacing behind the counter trying to fulfil as many orders as you can. The only thing that differs it’s him.
pairing:stranger!jaehyun x female!reader (feat co-worker haechan)
summary: you have a massive crush on one of your costumers so what will happen when you finally make a move?
word count: 2,130
warnings: fluff, strangers to lovers, inspired by Alicia Keys’ song “You don’t know my name”
a/n:this a quick cute one that I have been thinking about in a while, this song is so adorable that the scenario just built itself in my head and what better man to play the part than the one and only valentine boy? hope ya’ll enjoy ❤
☽ ・・・・・ ☾
Most people hate Wednesdays but to you it’s your favorite day of the week. Nothing much is different from the other days, you work your shift at the café, the weather is kinda gloomy as it has been lately, your co-worker arrives late as always, you already had to fix the coffee machine within 30min of clocking in and you keep pacing behind the counter trying to fulfil as many orders as you can. The only thing that differs it’s him.
Ding
At exactly 12:30 the doorbell announces the one who brightens your Wednesdays. It’s difficult to hide the smile that grows on your lips as you watch him smoothly make his way to his regular seat at the end of the counter. In no time you busy yourself with his order that you don’t even have to ask for because he always asks for the same thing.
“Good morning.” You approach him after taking a look at yourself 5 times on the reflecting material of the toaster. “Here you go.”
“Thank you.” With a nod he starts digging in as he reads his newspaper.
Slowly you walk away, your eyes still focused on him, watching attentively at the way his perfectly drawn lips touch the rim of the mug as he sips his hot chocolate, his tongue smoothly cleaning the foam that lingers on his skin, the way his slender fingers trace the black and white pages, flipping them to find more of the same boring news.
“Ah, you’re never productive at lunch on Wednesdays…” Your co-worker whines coming to stand next to you.
“Haechan!” You silently scold him afraid someone will hear.
“Why do you keep daydreaming about this guy when you could easily get on with someone who’s always here for you?” Wiggling his eyebrows he nudges your shoulder.
“You wish.” You chuckle, gaze still fixed on the man that keeps eating his food.
“Glad to see the work is all done over here.” A voice startles both of you that jump on the spot.
“I’m sorry, Mr Moon.” You two bow and return to work not wanting to get scolded by your manager again.
“And don’t forget to tell the clients about the raffle!” He tells you before walking away.
The cafe you work on is hosting a raffle event to win a free meal and you’re supposed to let the clients know about it so they can join, even if posters and flyers are on display all around the place. All the costumer has to do is give their name and phone number and if their raffle is the chosen one they’ll receive a call-
Wait. This is your chance. You don’t know much about this guy but he intrigues you. He has no idea what he’s doing to you but every Wednesday he makes you feel crazy inside, like you just want to hold on to him and never let go. This would be your chance to get his number.
“Hey, sorry to bother.” You carefully approach him, heart almost skipping a beat when his eyes find yours. “I don’t know if you noticed but we’re hosting a raffle for a free meal, if you’d like to participate you can just fill one of these in and place it in the box by the register.”
“Sounds good.” Taking the piece of paper you handed him he gives you a smile. “Thank you, Miss.”
With a small bow you walk away and keep doing your job, trying not to get distracted as Mr. Moon is keeping an eye on you. A few minutes later, your costumer crush gets up and walks to the register to pay and you sneak a glance only to be pleasantly surprised when he drops a piece of paper on the raffle box.
As he walks out the door all you want to do is run to the box and snatch his paper but you can’t, not with all the prying eyes around you. But you weren’t afraid it would get lost in the mix, because you were smart enough to place a tiny little mark on the paper you handed him.
“You gonna call him?” Haechan creeps out behind you as you quietly search the raffle box after you close the place for the night.
“I don’t know.” You bite your lip as you find the little mark. “Jung Jaehyun. Such a pretty name.”
“You make me sick.” Your co-worker teases you with gags noises.
“Shut up, you’re just jealous.” You giggle as you save the number on your phone, placing the paper back on the box.
“You know I am.” With a wink Haechan wraps his arm around your shoulder. “So, are you gonna do it or what?”
“Do you think I should?” All you need is some encouragement.
“Well I think you should come with me instead-”
“I’m serious, Haechan!” You whine.
“Okay, okay!” He throws his hands in the air in apology. “Honestly… I think you should give it a try.”
“Thank you.” The smile that grows on your face quickly fades with his next words.
“Maybe you’ll finally stop being so lazy on Wednesdays.”
“Haechan!” You run after him around the store, both laughing before you finally finish up and go.
When you arrive home you ponder on wether to call him or not. It’s kind of late, he’s probably already asleep, maybe you should call him tomorrow. But then again you might not have the courage you have today by then. What to do, what to do?
Ring ring
Before you know it, your cellphone is already against your ear patiently awaiting for him to pick up. ‘If he’s already asleep it’s a sign for me to drop this’, you think to yourself as you pluck your nail polish.
“Hello?” A voice is finally heard on the other side of the phone.
Breath in. Breath out. This is it. It’s now or never.
“Hello, can I speak to Jaehyun?” You ask after the mental pep talk.
“This is him.” How is it possible that his voice sounds even better on the late hours on the day?
“Oh, hey, how are you doing? Uh…” Damn it, you should’ve prepared your speech before making the call. “I feel kinda silly doing this, but uh… This is the waitress from the coffee house on 39th and Innis. You know the one with the braids?”
You hear a positive hum on the other side letting you know he has noticed you, even if just a little.
“Yeah… Well, I see you on Wednesdays all the time.” You continue trying not to sound creepy and scare him away. “You come in every Wednesday on your lunch break. You always order the special with the hot chocolate. My manager be tripping and stuff talking about we gotta use water, but I always use milk and cream for you because I think you’re kinda sweet.”
Sharing a chuckle over the call you can almost see his smile in front of you.
“Anyway, you always got on some fly blue suit. Mmm, your cuff links are shinning so bright…” You recall his whole image that you’ve admired maybe a little too much. “So, what do you do?”
“Well, I’m a branch manager at 127 Enterprises.” He easily replies.
“Oh, word. Yeah, that’s interesting.” You’ve heard about the company before and you wonder why would a guy like this ever be interested in you, but screw it, you already made it this far so it’s time to put the cards on the table. “Look, man, I mean, I don’t want to waste your time, I know girls don’t usually do this, but I was wondering if maybe we could get together? Outside the restaurant, one day, you know? Because I do look a lot different outside my work clothes. I mean, we could just go across the street to the park right here-”
You seem to hear something on the other side of the line but you can’t make up his words.
“Wait, hold up, m-my cellphone is breaking up, hold up.” You move to the fire escape stairs to get a better signal. “Can you hear me now?”
“Now I can. Can you hear me?” He questions back.
“Yeah.” You smile. “So, what did you say?”
“I asked if Thursday was good for you?” Your heart almost stops.
“Y-You mean tomorrow?” You clarify.
“Yeah, I’m sorry.” The sound of his laugh is getting dangerously addicting to you.
“Oh, Thursday is perfect.”
With a playful giggle you sort the details for the next day. Good thing your shift ends earlier, just in time to meet him after his work.
All day you imagine how the date will go, your mind running back and forward with all the possibilities. When you get to know him, will you still like him? Will he like you? Ever since you first saw him walk through the door all you wanted was to grab his attention. There wasn’t much you could do inside your waitress uniform but the smile always decorates your face, your gaze always fixed on him with passion, your fingers always linger on the mug a few extra seconds as you give him is order. Does he notice you this way?
“Hi.” You turn around at the smooth voice, your heart getting warm at the sight.
“Hi.” Greeting him back you it finally sinks into you that this is really happening.
“You look beautiful.” Smiling he admires the real you out of the outfit he always sees you in.
“Thank you.” At this moment you could just melt onto the floor. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”
“Oh, this old thing?” With a chuckle he looks down at the blue suit he’s wearing, does he know this is what he looked like the first time you saw him or is it just a coincidence? “I promise I don’t only wear suits.”
“I don’t know if I believe you, you might have to prove it.” You tease with a giggle.
“Challenge accepted.” He grins with a wink.
You blush when he offers you his arm for you to take as you walk around the park. Even though this is the first time you’re alone having a real conversation, it just rolls out so smoothly like you’ve known each other forever. Everything he does, everything he says just makes you smile and laugh so much your cheeks will be hurting for weeks.
After treating you to ice cream, you sit down at a bench enjoying the sweet snack and the beautiful view.
“I must admit something.” He suddenly says not looking at you. “When I entered my number for the raffle I wasn’t interested in the free meal, I was just really hoping you’d call me.”
With widen eyes you turn to him. Well, you didn’t see this coming.
“Ah, this is silly.” He laughs nervously. “I’m so confident at my job but with you I just get so shy, I was afraid I was even coming off too cold.”
“Not at all.” You rest him assured, now understand why he was always so quiet.
“Good.” He smiles. “I was so happy when you called me yesterday that I just wanted to meet you straight away. I guess deep down I thought I was just another costumer to you.”
“You’re definitely not.” You bite your lip feeling your cheeks warm up once again. “I also thought I was just another waitress to you.”
“How could you be when I come all the way from across town to see you?” Your jaw drops, could this be true? “The first time I came by I had a meeting around here, which is not usual for me. But when I laid eyes on you I wish I could come everyday. Unfortunately with my busy schedule that’s not possible but I may or may not have arranged my schedule to at least come once a week.”
As he scratches the back of his head you sigh. Does he really go into all this trouble just to see you?
“I was too shy to make a move though, so I set things up for you instead.” He continues. “I hope I don’t sound like a creep, I swear I only have the best intentions!”
“Like a creep?” You chuckle. “I was the one who called you late at night after stealing your number from a contest.”
“I guess we’re even then.” He looks at you with the same eyes you’ve always looked at him with.
“Well, maybe not that even.” He tilts his head at your words. “You don’t know my name.”
“Ah…” He delightfully sighs. “Don’t you think I’ve figured that out by now, Y/N?”
you had just finished getting ready for bed. tomorrow was an exciting day. you and your boyfriend haechan were going on your first date in weeks. your boss had recently put you on a full-time schedule. despite haechan’s protests and his light-hearted threats of showing up to your workplace and giving your boss a good sock in the face, you decided to pull through and take the schedule. of course, you were ready to pull out your hair halfway through the week, but haechan was there to help you calm your nerves. he didn’t pull out his teasing remarks the whole time. you were fairly surprised, as he’d usually take every chance he could to rile you up a bit.
when you came home, haechan was prepared to tease you. but the minute he saw you walk in with eyebags and calloused hands, he knew it was time to give you a well deserved break. he was worried about you, as you almost immediately fell asleep the minute you sat on the couch with him every time you came home.
as you plopped down on the bed, you looked up to see your boyfriend glancing at you, with a light smile. you watched as his eyes followed his hands, as you felt his fingertips slowly graze your arm, making their way to your back, rubbing your back comfortingly.
“i’m proud of you, baby.” he looks back up at you, knowing very well that you had a hard time. yet you still pushed through, and that deserves to be recognized and appreciated.
you smile at him, as you grab his hand to intertwine with yours.
moments like this were the best with donghyuck. he always knew how to comfort you after a hard week, but he also knew how to give you a well-needed laugh.
“god, you look so pretty like this… but your shampoo smells horrible!!” you watch as his signature playful smile forms into a fake disgusted face. pinching his nose for dramatics.
“you are so annoying lee.. i’m sleeping in tomorrow!” you turn over as you pretend to be hurt by his words.
“wait what? no! baby~ i was just kidding! i promise!” he whines in his high pitched voice, resulting in the night to be filled with laughter and snarky remarks.
a/n: i’m back! this is a draft from a while ago. i will be very busy on the weekdays for school.. but i do have a jaehyun fic coming up soon! T_T see u soooon ♡
you wake up to a sore throat, and stuffy nose. while you attempt to get out of bed, you feel your head pound. with a groan, you rush to your kitchen to grab a thermometer from your drawer. you place it in your mouth, crossing your arms knowing well who has gotten you in this current position. interrupting your thoughts, you hear a beep from the thermometer. whispering to yourself soft prayers for a mild flu while you take it out of the side of your mouth to see your temperature.
101° .. oh he’s so dead.
as if the gods heard your mindless curses to the suspected cause of your flu, you hear a loud knock, and an equally loud sneeze to follow it. you drag your feet towards the front door, wishing you could simply turn a blind eye from the door. but, it was such an obnoxiously loud knock, you weren’t able to ignore it even if you wanted to. just as you open the door, you’re met with your boyfriend, jaehyun. he’s covered in a big blanket and a red nose. before you can say anything, he grumbles at you.
“you got me sick!” he turns away for a mere second to cough into his arm.
you scoff at his accusation. “me? i didn’t get you sick, you got ME sick! you’re the one who was coughing way before i even came over yesterday!” you cross your arms, looking up at him with a piercing gaze.
jaehyun rolls his eyes at you, softly pushing you to the side, making his way into your apartment. as he takes out the bag he was holding covered by his blanket, he places it down on your kitchen counter, sitting down on one of the barstools. your eyes soften as you watch him open the plastic bag. it was two cups of warm soup and packs of medicine tablets for both of you to take.
you walk over to your boyfriend, smiling at him as you give him a light peck on the cheek. “thank you love, … but you’re the one who got me sick!” he quickly turns his head in your direction, sending you a glare after he notices the teasing glint in your eyes.
“oh shut up! take your soup now or else i’m sneezing on it!”
a/n: sorry if i’ve been a bit more inactive than usual!! psssst writing block >__< but, thank you for liking my works :] i hope u are having a good night/day xoxo
“y/n! y/n!” you open your eyes to see your boyfriend’s excited face looking down at you, lightly shaking you awake. your eyes wander over to the window, seeing pitch black. yet, as you trail back to jaehyun, he’s changed out of his pajamas — actually in a plain white tee and jeans. you look at his free hand, seeing his keys held loosely in between his fingers.
“ah, you’re finally awake! get up and get changed! let’s go to san francisco!” he smiles at you excitedly. rubbing your thigh lightly, in hopes to persuade you to get up faster.
“san francisco? but, isn’t it..” you extend your arm to grab your phone, squinting at the bright light as you read “1:42am” you look back up at your boyfriend, with confusion written all over your face. “.. almost 2am?”
he smiles sheepishly at you, softly swaying himself back and forth.
“well, yes.. but wouldn’t it be so fun? a late night drive, listening to music in the car, walking around the streets, taking pictures of the moon? if you’re hungry, we’ll just stop by a convenience store! baby, pleeeaseee? we can watch the sunrise at 6am!”
you sighed, he always knew how to convince you — even when your bed was screaming at you to come back. you look at him for a mere second, then nodding as you lazily get up.
“..fine. only because that sounds really fun. you’re lucky i took a nap earlier.. but you’re paying for the food!” you give him a light smile, as you walk into your closet. yet not missing his quiet cheers to himself.
he sends you a crooked smile, grabbing your hand as you make your way out of your shared apartment, with small giggles from you both. ready for a night filled with new memories to look back on.
you’re in the car, listening to the songs you both put into your shared late night playlist. moments like these, you were so grateful to have your spontaneous boyfriend by your side. to always help push you to experience life outside of the normal 9-5.
you’re in the car, listening to the songs you both put into your shared late night playlist. moments like these, you were so grateful to have your spontaneous boyfriend by your side. to always help push you to experience life outside of the normal 9-5.
you’re looking out from your window, taking in the bright sparkles in the sky. your aimless thoughts were interrupted as jaehyun lays his hand on your thigh, lightly squeezing it to capture your attention. you turn to the side as jaehyun’s smile grows, his peripherals catching you turn to him.
“our song is on.” that’s all he can say, before you dart your eyes to your phone, noticing a cherished song starting to engulf your ears.
you look back up to see him humming to the song, tapping the side of the steering wheel, lightly head bopping to the music.
he’s so perfect.
nreaching san francisco, you hear jaehyun let out a satisfied sigh. you watch as he parks onto the curbside, getting out of the car to go over to the passenger’s side. you turn over, hearing your door unlock. he extends his hand out, allowing you to gratefully take it. jaehyun locks the door as he brings you onto the sidewalk. you’re both looking around, hand in hand, eyes trailing from the street lights to the sounds of crickets.
“i’m so glad you woke me up to go here today, thank you.” you softly swing your intertwined hands as you continue walking.
jaehyun rubs your thumb in between his fingers comfortingly.“of course, hon. making memories with you is everything to me, really.”
you were about to respond, yet jaehyun drags you onto a bench. looking into his backpack, fishing out his polaroid camera.
“sit! i want to take a polaroid of you.” jaehyun gives you a wink, as he steps back to take your picture.
you giggle lightly, knowing he brings his polaroid everywhere he goes. jaehyun loves photography, and you were his greatest muse. he has a photobook of all of his photos of you, but he keeps it a secret from you until he completes the book.
you pose for the camera while he takes pictures at different angles. jaehyun removes the polaroid from the slot, shaking the photo around to make it dry faster. he looks down at the polaroid, seeing your endearing smile, he almost wants to coo at the photo. but, he holds back. jaehyun puts the photo in his pocket, saving it for later.
the sun was going to rise in a few minutes. jaehyun drives you both to the painted ladies. you’re both sat on the lawn in front of the classic houses. making a small picnic with the snacks you got on the way there from the convenience store. you don’t notice jaehyun as you’re admiring the night sky before the sun rises. but, he’s taking candid photos of your side profile. smiling to himself as he watches your eyes sparkle at the scenery.
you turn to the side to see jaehyun searching for something in his bag, watching him silently, waiting for him to find whatever he needed.
he takes out today’s polaroids, and a marker. jaehyun glances at you, with a light smile. looking back down at the pictures. he starts writing on the white part of the polaroid.
jaehyun looks up to see you in all of your glory. not too much makeup, but enough to accentuate everything about your appearance just right. jaehyun watched you in awe, no words came out of his mouth. he couldn’t believe that he was even close to lucky enough to have you here with him, walking away from this as a cemented team with a future ahead of you together.
you reach over to his jaw , grazing his jaw with a feathery touch. you stop your hand on his chin, slowly shutting his mouth closed.
“hey hyung, snap out of it!” you hear haechan exclaim with a cheeky smile.
you hear light chuckles from your families and friends around you, causing you to chuckle to yourself.
jaehyun clears his throat, ears slowly turning red as he realizes his jaw dropped over seeing his beautiful fiancée.. in front of everyone he knows.. lee donghyuck, you’re dead meat.
“jeong, leave me alone!” you sigh in frustration, the neighbor won’t stop throwing his basketball over your fence while you’re outside with your dog.
“not until you give me a chance, y/l/n! you know i’m never a quitter!” you can basically hear his smirk in his tone of voice. you always had pushed your feelings for jaehyun aside, it felt as if you guys were polar opposites. so why even take the chance?
“y/n? y/n darlingggg?”
you snap out of your thoughts as your eyes trail over to the fence.
“w-what do you want, jeong?”
you hear his quiet giggles, “i told you already, y/n-ie. i want you!” you can’t help but break into a slight smile, looking down at your hands as you fidget with them. you’re so blessed he can’t see your flustered state.. that would be one hell of a teasing.
“hey,” you utter softly. “i’ve missed you.”yuta’sgaze is tired yet gentle as he breaks into a small smile when he sees you, standing in the doorway of your shared apartment. he takes your hand gently and entangles his finger in yours, his jacket hangs loosely off his shoulders as he pulls you closer to him.
“i’ve missed you too.” he whispers at you, placing a delicate kiss to your cheek. though the kiss feels less warm than it used too. you look up at him, meeting his tender eyes, and smile shyly. yuta’seyes never meet yours and your smile never seems full-hearted. you both notice that but it seems you’re both too scared to tell each other.
his grip around your fingers feels less loving than it usually does, but it has a for a while now and you try to pretend it still does. he notices every time you kiss him on the lips, you never lean in fully like you used to before but yutastill grins back at you as if you had just kissed for the first time though his eyes always give it away.
it hurt to see this happen, you and yutaknew it. but there was a part deep inside both of you that was hoping that this was only temporary and that everything would go back to normal. it was probably a stupid choice that you and yuta choose to believe, normal felt so far from where you were right now. but maybe, it truly would go back to the way it was like once before.
you remember him on a summer night like this. golden eyes, bright smiles he felt like heaven. his hair was a soft chestnut brown that glimmered in the moonlight as he took your hand in his, wrapping his warm fingers around yours with his sunglasses perched low on his nose. you felt the sand crinkle between your toes as hyuck, now gone from your grip,stood alone on the rocky shore of the beach before beckoning you over, a small pout resting on his lips with his hand outreached expectantly for yours. as you took his warm hand, bracing yourself for the harsh ocean wind blowing your way with the sea crashing violently against the rocky shore, a look of worry graced his face for a split second before he turned to you. you giggled as you glanced at him a lopsided grin plastered on his features with his windblown hair resting messily upon his head as you asked him. “why? scared hyuck?” you could almost hear him light scoff at your question, a gentle smile spread across his red lips. you felt his hand grip tighter around yours, a quiet giggle left his lips as he placed a feathering kiss upon your nose before quirking back, his eyes watching yours intently. “never y/n.” it was a beautiful night wasn’t it, you thought to yourself. a heavenly night with a heavenly boy. but with all boys like him, he was never meant to last.
you feel yourself become filled with an almost childish glee when bestfriend!marksuggest for you two to go on the ferris wheel together with the last two tickets you have to wrap up the day spent at the amusement park together. hand in hand you step into a pale blue cabin as you watch the cotton candy skies with a bright wonder in your eyes. you point out different shapes of clouds, remarking on how the little lion-shaped one reminded you of mark. he smiles shyly at your comment, his gaze meeting yours for a split second before returning to the sky ahead of the both of you. you could feel your heart start to race a bit faster from his warm eyes meeting yours. as the ferris wheel starts to slow down, you feel a slight tap on your shoulder coming from mark. you turn towards him, puzzled before he places a tender kiss upon your lips. you feel yourself pause at the sudden feeling of his soft lips against yours while you were registering that mark lee, your best friend of nine years and that you hopelessly pined in those said nine years, was in fact kissing you. you felt your heart suddenly race and your stomach flutter as you gave into his touch, his hands slowly cupping your face. you could feel your cheeks burn up furiously and you were almost certain your knees would have given out if you weren’t seated. when you two parted lips, your face still cupped in his hands, he smiles softly at you before he utters quietly under his breath.
boyfriend!jaehyun presses tired kisses upon your forehead as he lies next to you in the comfort of your shared bed. you feel your eyes flutter open from his touch as he drapes his arms around you. he shifts closer to you until you can feel his heart pounding against his ribcage through the thin fabric of jaehyun’sshirt. “are you still awake?” you ask him softly in a sleepy daze, his gaze flicker towards you. a small smile graces his lips, letting the ever-so-slight mark of his dimples show upon his cheeks. “yeah,” he replies, letting his thumb brush the side of your cheek. you return his smile, enlacing his finger with yours as you both lie still with limbs entangled underneath the blanket. you feel yourself nuzzle closer to him as you lay your head into the crook of his neck, earning a soft giggle from your boyfriend. jaehyunfeels his breath hitch for a split second, his eyes admiring your every feature as you feel your face heat upon under his intense gaze. he places a gentle kiss upon your lips as he whispers.
As the words fell resonated around the room, you watched the woman in front of you. The sob that came from her was like a knife to the chest. Her husband wrapped his arms around her, trying to give her comfort while his own heart was breaking. They were lucky to have each other to lean on.
It never got easier to share the news with families. With only a few words from you, their entire world changed, shifted in ways that you couldn’t understand.
You clasped your hands together, trying to hide the tremor that was working its way to the surface, “I’ll let you guys have some time. The nurse will follow up with you in a few minutes, please let him know if you need anything from me.” Turning from the couple, you bit your lip to keep the tears that were brimming in your eyes. “Hey, Mark,” you greeted the young nurse who had been hired just a few months prior. “Give the couple in there 10.”
Mark knew more than anyone that diagnosis like those were hard on families. They hoped for the best but lived with the reality of the worst.
“Is it?”
You shook your head. The rates were unspeakable. To say those little words again would have you sitting over a bathroom toilet your entire lunch break.
“Just make sure that they have all of the information they need. If you need anything from me, let me know.”
His eyebrows pinched together slightly as he nodded, “Sure, but- um-” you watched as he shifted nervously on his feet, “Are you-”
“I’m fine,” you tried a smile. “Just a headache. Nothing some Tylenol”-and a long nap- “won’t fix.” Departing with a pat on the shoulder and a tight grimace, you made your way to your office. If you got there and locked the door before anyone saw you then you could have your cry.
The door of your office didn’t budge as you jiggled the handle. “Please,” you attempted to open it again. “I just need you to work with me.” Locked. “Stupid piece of shit,” you gave the door a hard kick.
“Look, I know we got off on the wrong foot, but maybe don’t take it out on yourself,” Johnny Suh leaned against the wall next to you. “I mean. I don’t think you would like me to have to take a look at you, would you, Doctor L/n? I, of course, have no qualms.”
“Leave me alone, Doctor Suh,” your turned your face away. He couldn’t see you cry. If he saw just how vulnerable this part of your job made you, he would just use it against you.
His heat and warm scent enveloped you as he moved in closer, “Come now, Doctor. There’s nothing wrong with admitting that maybe your first judgment of me was wrong.”
You shook your head refusing to answer him. Just opening your mouth you knew that the frustration and anguish you were feeling would come pouring out. The door knob jerked again and you slammed a palm against the door.
“Y/n,” oh no, he was using your first name. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s just,” you sniff. “This stupid door locked me out of my office again.” A tear fell down your cheek and you tried to wipe it away before he saw.
Johnny’s hand came up to rest on your arm, “Come on,” the light pressure of his hand guided you away from you door, “Don’t cry.”
Just like a man to not want you to show any emotion because it made him uncomfortable. Johnny is a doctor; he should be able to handle an array of strong emotions. So should you. You shouldn’t feel that much pain anymore. You should be able to disconnect from those emotions while you are at work.
“I don’t know what’s running through that beautiful head of you, but whatever it is, you’re wrong,” the door to a separate office swung open and Johnny quickly led you inside. “Here you go, sit.” His hands slid down your arms, guiding you to a plush couch. “Now you want to tell me what’s actually going on?”
You lip quivered as you tried to suppress a sob. Dark eyes caught yours as Johnny’s finger caught your chin, tipping it up so he could take in your face. A deep furrow pressed in between his eyebrows. His concern finally broke through your barrier. It didn’t matter that he may use it against you, you had to get it off your chest, “He’s one Johnny.” You raised a hand to cover your gasping breaths. “One. And I had to tell his parents that.”
“Shh, shh. It’s okay,” his arms reached for you and pulled you into his chest. “I understand.”
He would, wouldn’t he.
“I know that it hurts to give them that news.”
You shook your head, “I shouldn’t still be feeling this way. I have done this long enough that there should be a disconnect.” His shirt crinkled under the grip of your hands on his back. How was it that the one guy you were always trying to avoid was the one to comfort you then?
“I disagree,” his breath covered the top of your head. “Being able to empathize and sympathize with our patients makes us more humane. It makes the hard time seem less daunting and the good times even better. If we disconnect our patients don’t feel like they are being taken care of or like we just look at them like another lab experiment.” You sank further into him as he rubbed a hand up and down your back. His fingers made small circles across your spine every time your breath hitched and you had to wonder why he did that. “Every single one of your patients love you because you connect with them beyond just a diagnosis. You work yourself to the bone and then you put in more work to check up on families and kids that came in here months ago. Parents appreciate that and kids know that you are one of the safe adults. In this field there is nothing more important.”
“Thank you,” it was a soft whisper into the crook of his neck, but you knew he heard.
He hummed lightly, “They don’t understand how much it takes out of you. But I do. So today, I am your doctor.” Pulling away from you he brushed away the hair and tears that stuck to your cheeks. “As your doctor, I am prescribing you one nap and two Tylenol.”
“How much medical school did it take you to figure out how to make that diagnosis?” you blinked up at him as he pushed you to lay down on the couch.
Grabbing a small pill bottle from his counter he shook it lightly and grabbed a bottle of water, “I think it was my third year.” He smiled down at you, and though you would never admit it out loud, it was kind of nice. Johnny was a nice person to have as a friend.
“Really,” you tucked your hands under your head. “I think it was my second year.”
“I knew you were the smarter one,” he set down the bottles and stepped toward the door, “Though I think that was always obvious. I mean I can’t be the pretty and smart one, can I?” You laughed a long with him. Even through the ache in your head, it did make you feel better. Johnny really was a miracle doctor. “Get some rest, find me later.”
“Thanks, Johnny.”
“Anytime.” The door clicked shut behind him and with a smile on your face you drifted to sleep.
The sly smirk Mark gave you when you wander back to the nurses station an hour later dropped when Johnny wandered up and squeezed you shoulder, “Feeling better?”
“Yeah, thanks,” it wasn’t hard to give him a smile then. "I may have to invade your office more often.“
He shrugged, “Feel free to use my couch anytime.” And he walked away from you. No, you didn’t look at his butt, you were looking at the piece of paper he had tucked into his back pocket.
Mark screeched in your ear and you turned to find him quickly typing in his phone, “What are you doing?”
He hid his phone behind his back, “Nothing.” Red colored his cheeks as you continued to stare at him. “Glad you’re feeling better.”
He may have avoided your scrutiny then, but if the looks that nurses started throwing your way meant anything, he would be hearing from you again later.
“So what do you think?” You passed the cup over to Taeyong.
A frown settled on his lips as he looked down at your creation, “You’re sure you’ve done this before?” He watched you skeptically.
So latte art wasn’t your forte, that didn’t mean that he had to make it seem like you had just done a crime against humanity, “I swear, I have,” you leaned over the counter, pushing the cup a little closer to him, “I know it’s not the best looking, but I promise you that it is going to be the best cup of coffee you’ve ever had.”
He hummed, pushing his open laptop to the side to grab the cups with both hands and bring it to his face. There was something so nerve racking about watching the man take a deep breath of the hot drink before taking a large swallow. His face puckered slightly and he yanked the cup from his mouth.
Had everyone been lying to you before?!
Your mom swore that it was good, and though your brother didn’t drink coffee, he liked your tea and pastries.
“I’m so sorry, you don’t have to drink it. I’ll work on it. Here give me the cup,” you reached across the bar to grab the cup that he pulled from your reach.
“NO!” he yelled, “No, it was just hot. I didn’t think about that before I took a big drink.” And you thought that you saw a faint smattering of red on his cheeks. He quickly took another drink, “I love it.” He smiled at you and you tried to believe it, but it was hard when you could see how hard he was trying to make everything seem okay.
“You don’t have to lie to me. Even if my coffee isn’t good, I plan on still opening the café. I put in too much time and money for this to fail.”
Taeyong frowned again, “I’m not lying to you. You’re going to be great. And hey, you’ve already got one customer.” He pointed to himself, “You know I’m right next door, that’s why I came over, because I’m nosy. I’ve seen you here the past few weeks and curiosity finally drew me over.” The smile on his face eased your nerves and you were starting to trust the truth behind his words.
“Right,” you looked across the road to where the small flower shop sat. Taeyong shuffled his feet and you remembered that he probably just stopped by to say hello, not sample your sub par coffee. “If you want I’ll get you a lid for your coffee and you can be on your way.” He was probably busy and didn’t want to be gone long.
“Oh- yeah,” he tucked his hands in the flower shop logoed apron he wore, “I’m sure you’re busy getting ready, didn’t mean to pull you from your work.”
“You didn’t,” you pressed the plastic lid on the cup. Taeyong grinned shyly at you as he made his way to the door, “Feel free to stop by anytime.”
He tipped his head at you, “I will, thank you for the coffee, it’s delicious.”
Yeah, maybe it wasn’t so bad.
~~
“Wait, wait, wait, you went to SSU too!” you grinned at the man across from you. Taeyong had become your first regular customer. Well, your only customer, considering that you weren’t open yet. Every morning since that one two weeks earlier he stopped by like clockwork.
7 am, he knocks on the door and you unlock it for him,
7:02 he hands over the menu you were working on and orders something new,
7:05 he takes one sip of his drink gives you his first thoughts
7:06 you chat with him about whatever is on his mind as you go about setting up tasks you have to do for the day
7:15 he goes back across the street and you only catch peeks at him through the window until you leave or he closes
The same thing for almost two weeks. You couldn’t even be upset that the man was getting free coffee and pastries off of you. He was good, attractive, company that you grew closer and closer to inviting to dinner with every passing day.
“Yeah, I got my degree in horticulture and botany. I wanted to stay close to home, but branch out some. I graduated about four years ago.”
Delight and shock lit up your face, “No way, me too. I bet we passed each other on campus or maybe even had a class together.”
Taeyong watched you calmly, a somewhat knowing smile on his face, “We may have had a business class together once.” He shrugged.
“It would be like fate,” you pushed the chocolate croissant he ordered with his tea over to him and took his dirty cup.
He chuckled softly, “Yeah.”
“Speaking of fate,” you checked the notepad you had sitting next to a cash box on the counter. “I have finally set a date for the grand opening.” A small squeal left your lips and you jumped in place. “It’ll be next Friday!”
Taeyong blinked owlishly at you before a grin crossed his face, “That’s amazing! And so soon, but amazing! I’m so happy for you.” You thought that he was going to jump over the bar and hug you. You wouldn’t have been complaining, if he had. Instead he ripped the croissant in half and offered one part to you. “This calls for celebration!” You would have rather had dinner with him, but he was still here and happy for you, so you couldn’t complain.
“Thanks, Tae.” You said through a mouth full of bread and chocolate.
He raised his half in toast, “Just doing duties as a friend and neighbor.”
And maybe something more? You had thought about it a lot over the past few weeks. He seemed to like you. There was nothing stopping both of you from just exploring whatever chemistry there was between you both. Still that little niggling of fear crept it’s way in and no one likes to be rejected. Plus, you are so busy with the store opening, it’s just not a good time to ask him.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” You watched him open the door, letting in a cool breeze that smelled of clean air and fresh cut grass.
“Not if I see you first,” he took a bite of his croissant and strolled across the road, taking your heart with him.
~~
He wasn’t there.
It was the day of your grand opening and he wasn’t there.
T-1 minute until everyone around you watched as you cut the small ribbon that crossed in front of your café. Taeyong literally worked across the road, how could he not be there?
You needed to try to get rid of the hurt. If you didn’t, then no one was going to think you were very happy about opening the shop you had spent weeks working on.
“You ready, darling,” a stout old lady who was a part of the city board stood next to you.
You gave her a grim smile, “Of course.”
“Oh dear, I know that there are a lot of emotions that come with this, but try to focus on the happy ones.” She shoved a pair of scissors in your hands that had to have been made for giants. “You’ll be busy enough with the new cafe, don’t worry about having too much time on your hands,” she laughed good naturedly.
“It’s not that, it’s-”
“Wait!”
Your head snapped up as the voice met your ears. A car door slammed and you saw Taeyong round his small pickup truck. In his hands was a large bouquet, along with a picnic basket. There was a grin on his face, but you could sense the urgency of his steps as he got shuffled up to you.
“Shit,” his glasses were skewed on his face as he finally stood toe to toe with you. “So, I totally meant to be here before now.” He set down the basket and held the bouquet out to you. “These are for you. Um- congratulations on opening your shop and I’m so proud of you.” He patted around his pockets. “I have something to say to you. I wrote it down. Well, you see, I was wondering if- You know I have been wanting to do this for weeks, but was nervous and then this morning it hit me that I could ask you here.”
“Taeyong,” you stopped his rambling.” Thank you for the flowers. I appreciate them, but I don’t have enough hands to hold them and cut the ribbon.”
“Right,” he grinned sheepishly, “I’m holding you up, sorry.”
You grinned back as the crowd started counting down, assuming you were finally ready to open shop.
Hesitating a second after they said one, you threw another glance at Taeyong, “And I like you too. So yes, I will go on a date with you.”
The ribbon split in two just as his mouth did and you laughed as he wrapped you up, spinning you around in a circle. “Now?” He looked hopeful.
“How about after we close tonight?”
“But the wine will get warm.”
“Lucky for you, I know a nice new café that has the perfect industrial fridge for that.”
“I may have to check it out,” Taeyong linked a hand through yours. And you tugged him to follow the people that had started to trickle in.
“I think you may just like it.”
“I think that it will be my favorite place to be”
“Oh really,” you raised an eyebrow at him. “Why is that?”
[11:50] within the minutes, the tension between you, johnny, and your friends rose little by little. that question you asked caught johnny off guard. he didn’t know why but he felt disappointed and it was irritatingly inexplainable on his part.
it made him grit his teeth, as if he wanted to say something but no words seemed to come out of his mouth. his eyebrows met in frustration just thinking about it. you looked so familiar yet you were so distant. his eyes drifted from your face to your hand. the clenching of your hand on your chest gave it away that you were uncomfortable.
all the reason for him to pick up the hint that he needed to leave right now and not make you weirded out because of his mere presence.
“s-sorry.” he stuttered, “i-i think should leave.”
johnny exited the little circle your friends shortly gathered in, his group looking at you intensely and with pity. your eyes welled and you couldn’t say anything. as you excused yourself to the toilet, you told the girls not to follow you. you needed the time alone.
“it’s so hard to just watch them both suffer. we can’t even do anything.” mark groaned, mouth slightly quivering.
“if i were her, i could never handle the trauma and crap she went through.” kun sighed, combing his hair back before placing his hands on his hips.
yeri looked up with tears almost falling, “who could? she had to lie to the person she loved and owed her life to.”
jaehyun pressed his lips, “and she’s carrying the guilt she wasn’t even meant to carry in the first place.”
you stared at yourself through the mirror, you couldn’t even fathom anything. your head was all empty until johnny appeared in front of you after months.
ah crap.
the sight of the man you loved made your heart pierce wide open, it was stinging and painful that your breathing lost control. by the time you exited the toilet you were heaving, it was getting harder to breathe and you wanted to escape, bumping into several students along the way.
johnny..johnnysuh..
you haven’t said his name in a while and right now that was the only word you so wanted, craved for, desperate to see and be in his arms.
you could’ve been though, if it weren’t for the accident that almost costed your life yet put johnny’sin shambles and pieces, pieces that lasted years mostly had you in it but went away in split seconds.
seeing him right now would mean blaming yourself and that guilt would envelope you like a blanket. but damn those feelings hurt so much you wanted it to stop.
[11:45] you stood by your locker, sighing because the ringing in your head seemed restless. aimlessly staring at a distance made you hear the chewing you did inside your gums.
yeri was worried, looking at you every now and then just to check your state. “y/n, we have to eat.” flinching as you unknowingly slammed your locker, sighing more than ever. she turned to seulgi with teary eyes, “eonni, she’s not getting any better.”
she patted her shoulder before wrapping her arm around her even though she has books on the other. “she will be, it just takes time.”
you went to the cafeteria, quickly grabbing whatever food your eyes landed on. a rough group of boys caught your attention- the hot sporty ones, as fellow schoolmates called them so.
one boy dressed in a black tee stood out not just because of his height, but because he was staring at you since he stepped foot. the way he stared at you made you feel nostalgic so you averted your eyes.
his name’s johnny. everyone knew him as the surf guy, well-mannered, and handsome. he didn’t even plan on breaking eye contact with you until you did. “johnny… keeps looking this way, it’s weird, and awkward.”
sooyoung patted your hands, pressing her lips to a thin line, “why not talk to him?” and as soon as she suggested this, johnny walked towards your table.
“sure..” you said, straightening your body as he approached closer.
taeyong and the rest of the guys just behind him and walked to seulgi was, “why did you let y/n be? you know they can’t meet.”
“it’s troubling her, don’t you see?” she reasoned, “she’s been sighing since-”
“hi, i’m johnny.” they whipped their heads to their friend, and their chests never felt so hurt seeing him introduce himself to you with a smiling face. the air around them never felt so tense and never had they ever expected this to happen so soon. even so, the innocent look on johnny made them feel bad.
y/n’s eyes focused back on her surroundings when she noticed the golden hues painting around her room behind her phone.
her and haechan had stayed in for a lazy day and were just spending some quiet time. when the time had passed she had no idea.
a relaxed smile pulled at her lips as she lazily turned towards her left, wondering what haechan was doing. the boy had been awfully quiet; and although she knew sometimes the obnoxiously loud haechan could also be calm haechan, it was absolutely not in his nature not to cuddle up to her during their usual silent evenings.
her smile widened as her eyes rested on a sleeping angel. he was lying on his side, one hand under his cheek and the other between his knees.
his clear skin being kissed by the setting sun made him shine as bright as the sun he was named after.
knowing how much of a deep sleeper he was she didn’t think twice before turning to her side fully and resting her palm on his jaw. her thumb swiped at his cheek, before it ran lightly along his eyelashes. his bottom lip being the next target as she just admired his beauty.
she took a deep breath as she shuffled a bit closer and raised her self up to softly press her lips to his forehead, peaking through his parted hair.
haechan took a deep breath in as he blindly reached out, with the hand that was trapped between his knees, tapping the sheets in front of his stomach before his hand bumped against her elbow. he shuffled closer, and as he did he pushed her back until her back was flat against the bed again. a soft laugh left her lips.
“what are you doing?” she giggled as he wrapped one leg around her hips and his arm around her stomach. he just groaned before he settled and sighed.
“keep doing what you were doing,” he whispered, voice groggy and y/n laughed before grasping his face in her hands again. she waited a second for his body to relax against hers before-
“AHHHH YOU CRAZY WOMAN LET ME GO!” he wailed as she squeezed his cheeks all of a sudden.
y/n cackled loud as he scrambled away, eyes horrified, before soft laughs escaped him too. the look of pure happiness in her face warming his chest.
as the two looked at each other, in the golden hours of the day, they fell in love with each other a little bit harder.
haechan didn’t think twice to shuffle towards her when she opened her arms. his own wrapping around her as she cuddled her arms around his shoulders.
his nuzzled his head under her chin as she pressed small kisses to his hair.
“i love you,” she sighed and he hummed, the soft squeeze of his arms at her words letting her know he loved her just the same.
as much as taeil tries to hide it, he’s easily excitable and completely wrapped around your finger. so if you’re looking for an easy way to get his lips on yours all you have to do is tug on the sleeves on his sweater with a pout and he’s done for.
even with the rush from the excitement, he’s so so so gentle with you. he’ll take his time playing with you (read: rubbing the tips of your noses together? like those little nose kisses?) before finally giving you what you really wanted.
ʚ ⋮ johnny suh
his absolute favorite thing to do is lean in for a kiss only to turn his head at the last second leaving you all sad and pouty, he thinks you look adorable! (he ends up kissing you a million times to make up for it).
like that one time you tried to kiss him during movie night and he thought to himself: this feels like a great time to mess with my s/o. he inched closer to your lips only to redirect right before the kiss, pretending to look past you and reach for the remote.
he’ll see you staring at his lips from across the room and shoot you a judgmental and wiggle his eyebrows.
or, he’ll pull you in by the waist and tickle you until you’re on the verge of complaining and kiss you right when you start to open your mouth to tell him off. then, he has the audacity to break away asking you, “oh, what were you saying?” with a smug smile on his face.
but, as much as he tries really hard to keep his cool guy composure during the kiss, we all know he’s not fooling anyone—especially not you—when he has to pull away because he can’t stop smiling like a lovestruck dummy.
ʚ ⋮ lee taeyong
if there’s two things for sure, 1) what tae wants: tae gets and 2) your boyfriend is mr petty.
if you’re busy he’ll follow you around the house like a lost puppy whining, “y/n, kiss me! i know you want to! please, just one kiss and i’ll leave you alone~”, until you give in (and you do, duh).
not to mention, you forget your morning kiss one time and suddenly all his members know and he’ll be bringing it up forever.
he lives for when you kiss him out of the blue, even if he lies through his teeth when you ask him about it. if he’s had a tough day at practice and you’re at the door waiting to give him the world’s most healing kiss™, tae will for sure melt in your arms and maybe even tear up a bit.
ʚ ⋮ nakamoto yuta
now yuta is a gentleman through and through, so he’ll never do anything you’re uncomfortable with and he’s not even thinking about touching you until he gets the green light.
even with the smallest of pecks he has to hear you say you want it. you might think it’s stupid or repetitive, but you’re the most precious thing he has in his life and if he makes you the slightest bit upset he is not going to be able to live with himself.
yuta is in love with everything about you and your body is no exception. he’ll always have his hands over you leaving soft touches over your lower back or lightly grasping the skin of your elbow. if he’s being a bit daring he’ll pull you closer to him with a hand behind your head and there’ll be no doubt that by the time you’re done you’ll be gasping for air with swollen lips as yuta stares back at you with an innocent, shit-eating grin.
ʚ ⋮ kim doyoung
when it comes to anything you, doyoung tends to panic and forget that he doesn’t have to put on an act to impress you anymore. no matter how much he’s dying inside to be close to you, he can’t help but play hard to get.
he sees you lean in towards him and goes !!! and his hands work ahead of his brain, pushing you away. you’ll try again, but he can’t seem to get it together and after a while you get discouraged, readying to leave without the thing you came for. luckily, the one braincell that showed up for work that day kicks in and doyoung grabs your hips, pulling you onto his lap. he lets you get comfortable, leaning you against his chest while mixing whispered apologies and soft kisses into your neck.
ʚ ⋮ jung jaehyun
by nature jaehyun is so kind hearted and caring and when it comes to you? he becomes almost completely selfless. your comfort and consent are always first in line for anything he does. he’s always checking in on you and asking how you’re feeling or if it’s alright if he places his hand a certain somewhere.
his kisses are soft and slow! he takes time to cup your cheek and stare at your lips before leaning in. most of the time, he has a track running in the back that helps establish whatever mood you’re going for!
ʚ ⋮ kim jungwoo
choose your character: a complete sweetheart or a complete tease. only i lied, and it’s not a choice with jungwoo, you get both at the same time.
jungwoo has got it bad for you and he’s one-hundred percent ready to give you everything you’ve ever wanted… except for when it comes to kisses.
you’re cute, but he’s not gonna fold that easily.
he’ll kiss you everywhere but your lips just to have you whining with puppy eyes and shaking his arm, begging him to give up the act and kiss you. lucky for you, jungwoo is not built as different as he says he is nor is he god’s strongest soldier and he ends up crumbling at your puppy eyes.
ʚ ⋮ mark lee
he’d kiss you all the time if he could.
you could’ve been together forever and he would still be getting giggly over the close proximity. you’re just so pretty? and he’s so in love? he can’t help but feel giddy.
that being said, mark takes forever to actually kiss you because he can’t stop breaking away to laugh. he gets two centimeters away from your face and he just falls into a fit of giggles before softly slapping your arm as he apologizes
(“sorry, sorry, i’ll do it for real this time! i swear! stop looking at me like that!”)
the only exception would be if he’s in a rush or running late to his recording session after a restful night at your place. he’d grab the bagged lunch you made for him just minutes before and rush towards the kitchen island to press a swift kiss to your cheek before running out the door, yelling his goodbyes.
