Damn I'm So Touch Deprived

ଓ — SUNKISSED CHEEKS.

a domestic lovey-dovey morning with sunoo becomes a family reality show as you two take care of riki.

pairing: k.sn x gn¡reader ⸝⸝ special participation: nishimura riki ⁠⸝⁠⸝ wc: 1.0k ⸝⁠⸝ genre: fluff.

When morning came, the sun was visible through your window's curtains, casting a trail of light that reflected off your lover's face.

Sunoo inevitably woke up to the hot flame on his face, opening his eyes slowly, but quickly feeling energized by the daylight. He turned to gaze at your side and grinned as if it made him the happiest boy in the world to watch you resting well. To better admire you, he moved your hair out of the way with his fingers as he trailed them across your face. His passionate glance could convey more than words, but he felt compelled to express himself better.

“I love you so much, y/n,” he murmured to himself, since you couldn't hear it.

But as the time passed, he realized it was time to get you up even though he didn't want to disrupt your sound sleep. He then came up to your body and gave you a gentle hug as he kissed your cheeks.

He whispered in your ear, “Good morning, beautiful,” and you instantly melted.

You were stretching, making a mess of the sheets, and clearly not in good shape, but he would still be sweet.

Sunoo glanced at you and said, "You are so pretty."

And he was utterly taken aback when you said, “Nobody is pretty when they wake up in the morning.”

You rolled your eyes as he replied dramatically, “No way, you are.”

Then you said, “If you think so...”, and as Sunoo leaned in for a kiss, a knock on the door broke up the moment.

“Are you guys busy? Please don't say you're busy...” a boy's voice could be heard through the door.

“You can come in, Riki,” Sunoo gave him permission, very annoyed.

The boy's expression upon entering the room could indicate something was wrong.

Sunoo and you used to hang out a lot, thus Riki always ended up staying with you. Whether you two were at home or out, Riki was always there. So it wasn't odd that the boy was at your place watching television and sleeping on your couch. For him things were perfect like that.

Riki wasn't someone you didn't trust, but the fact that he showed up in your room and stood in front of you with his hands clasped wasn't a good sign. Consequently, you were immediately suspicious of that.

“What did you do?” you and Sunoo asked in unison.

“I might have started a fire,” he admitted and you and Sunoo stood up in shock.

“No! Wait, the fire is out and everything is under control” you relaxed after hearing his explanation.

Riki followed you as you went to check your kitchen because you were still concerned about the fire. Fortunately, there were no signs of fire there, but when you turned around, Riki was staring at you with a puppy-dog expression, as if he were going to ask you something.

“Can you prepare my breakfast...?” he requested and you giggled at how adorable he was.

Sunoo made avocado toast as you chopped the strawberries. Riki seemed to be daydreaming as he watched you prepare his food. He frequently daydreamed, it was a habit of him, which piqued Sunoo's interest in whatever was going through the boy's head.

“Riki, what are you being so thoughtful about?” Sunoo enquired.

“There are times when I feel like I'm on a family reality show when I'm with you,” he said.

Riki's point of view was ambitious but he was right to assume that given the situation. You and Sunoo looked at each other, sharing the same thought, almost like you were communicating telepathically.

“And then, in this case, would you be our son?” you asked and Riki answered dramatically.

“No! No way! not in that way.” You and Sunoo laughed at him as he continued to excuse himself.

You made the decision to take a stroll along the lake near your house as soon as breakfast was finished. As you sprinted among the flowers, the blazing sun glistened on your faces.

You were jogging when Sunoo abruptly grabbed your arm and kissed your lips. It was unexpected, therefore you were taken aback, but you gave him a hug after a brief moment.

He was at ease with you and didn't want to let go any longer. You attempted to flee, but he resisted, gripping you tightly until you both fell to the ground.

When Sunoo noticed the clear sky, he said, “Woah... I enjoy this view.”

You turned to face him and remarked, “I like this view too.”

“Stop it!” He avoided making eye contact by turning your face away.

Falling in love seemed like a good idea in that summer. You continued to study Sunoo's face in an effort to permanently retain all of his features in your memory. These graphics would be really helpful if you were actually in a TV show. You would undoubtedly watch the show every Saturday just to see the boy's face.

You sat looking out at the horizon when you noticed the far away image of Riki tossing stones into the lake.

You murmured, “Perhaps he needs some attention.”

“No, he doesn't.” Sunoo said in response.

“Let's go there!” You convinced him as he always do whatever you wants anyway.

You approached Riki, drawn to his playfulness, unaware that you were risking your lives. Sunoo innocently put his hand on the water as Riki continued to toss stones when he suddenly had an evil idea. The boy was smirking at you, but you were too distracted to notice. Riki approached slowly behind your back, as if he only had nice intentions, but when you turned to face him, it was already too late.

Riki shoved you into the lake with one blow, but to his dismay, you ended up pulling Sunoo, who ended up pulling him, and in an instant, everyone was submerged and fully wet.

“Riki, you are crazy!” you said reluctantly while Sunoo dramatically pretended to cry.

“I no longer want to be on this show.” Sunoo stated.

Riki emerged from the water swiftly and simply remarked, “I'm sorry,” wearing a smile “It seems too romantic right now. I'd best go away from here, right?” and escaped.

While Sunoo and you both desired to die.

© badmuni 2022

# masterlist

[ time stamp: 5:37am — yjw ]

-> pairing: jungwon x gn! reader

-> warnings: none!

-> author’s note: welcome to my 100 follower special! i hope you all enjoy this :)

this time stamp because i always think of wonie when i think of sunrises.

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the first few rays of the morning sun started peeking through the windows of your high-rise apartment, slowly filling your bedroom and the rest of the busy heart of seoul in an early warmth. the leftover chill from the night before still hung around you, creating a perfect mix of temperatures that you realized you could only find in the times you woke up before six am. squinting your eyes in an attempt at adjusting to the new light source pouring into your home as the sun rose, you rub the sleepiness out of your eyes. 

scanning the bedroom you shared with your boyfriend, you find him still sleeping peacefully with his bangs flopped over his forehead, his lips slightly apart as he breathed in and out. smiling to yourself, you reach out from under your fluffy comforter and over to his soft locks, brushing them out of his eyes so that you could see his beautiful cat-like face better. jungwon stirs slightly at this but doesn’t wake, making you quietly chuckle at how tired he was. carefully pulling the covers off your body, the crisp morning air immediately sends a chill down your spine. shaking off the cold, you place your feet onto the wooden floor below and set out to make a home-cooked breakfast for you and your loving boyfriend. but before you could get up, an arm grabs onto your waist, putting a temporary halt to your plans.

“where are you going?” a sleepy jungwon questions, struggling to keep his eyes open. 

you bend down and press multiple kisses to his soft cheek. “good morning, love. i’m going to make us breakfast, what do you want to eat?”

he closes his eyes again and tries to pull you in tighter. “i don’t want breakfast, i want you to come back to bed.”

letting out a proper laugh this time, you put your feet back onto the mattress, feeling the cold finally seeping through your toes, and scoot a little closer to jungwon. “come on, i’ll make us banana pancakes if you’d like. i know how much you liked them the last time i made them.”

he cracks his eyes open and narrows them at the sun—which had risen a lot more since the time you woke up—before setting them on you. you let out a grin at his sleepy self, running your hands through his hair once again. 

“fifteen more minutes? and then we can both get up to make the pancakes.”

softly agreeing, you put yourself back under the covers and situate your body between jungwon’s awaiting arms. taking a deep breath as you wrap your arms around his waist, you drink in the fresh notes of wonie’s favorite perfume. you had always loved hugging your boyfriend and breathing his scent in, cherishing the smell that you now recognized as home.

he puts a slender hand at the back of your head and rubs little circles into your hair while pulling you even closer, the act successfully lulling you back to sleep within minutes. “i love you.” he whispers, watching the sun as it rose over the horizon more and more from the window behind your sleeping figure. he pulls the comforter covering the both of you up higher, trying to completely cover you two from the incessant brightness of the impending morning before drifting off to sleep himself.

if saying goodbye to a beautiful morning and a delicious breakfast means you get to spend more time in the love of your life’s arms, you’d wholeheartedly say that it was a fair trade.

THEiR LiTTLE ACTS OF LOVE.

warnings ⠀ mentions of food in sunoo's, not proofread. ⠀ genre ⠀ fluffy fluff, hcs / scenarios (?) IDK LMFAO ⠀ pairing ⠀ ot7 & gn!r

HEESEUNG⠀★⠀이희승

complimenting you randomly. it's so simple, yet so meaningful to both of you. mundane things fulfill your schedule for the day and, as you complete the tasks, heeseung vocalizes his thoughts: little grateful remarks. he's always delicate — vulnerable, even — when complimenting you. he quietly wraps his arms around your waist, sighing and leaning down to squish his cheek on your shoulder. “i love you so, so much.” a gentle whisper tells you while a kiss gets pressed on your temple. “you're beautiful, even though you look kinda stupid using my hoodie inside out.” your boyfriend chuckles, immediately helping you fix the piece of clothing you stole from him.

JAY⠀★⠀박종성

carrying “you” around. not literally, though if he wanted, he would. jay just grew used to having at least one physical pic of you with him, either on the back of a clear phone case or inside his wallet. if anyone asks jay why he has them, he'll simply answer that it makes him smile, and he likes smiling because of you. whenever you tell him you're feeling pretty he's already with his polaroid in hands, ready to photograph you. sometimes, jay doesn't take a perfect picture or waits for you to inform him of your high self-esteem, preferring to make it candid. usually, this would end up on him groaning and smoothening you in kisses, complaining that “it's not fair that you always look pretty!”

JAKE⠀★⠀심재윤

sending you flying kisses. jake really thinks he's extremely romantic for that, even when he actually looks stupid for his lovesick expression. you're on the other side of the room? flying kiss. you're beside him? flying kiss. you're telling your friends some shocking thing that happened to you? flying kiss. the gesture gets glued on jake's brain to the point he starts doing it every single time your eyes meet. eventually, he even begins taking selcas to send it to you when he's away; a hand cupped below his chin, rosy lips exaggeratedly pouting and big puppy eyes <'3

SUNGHOON⠀★⠀박성훈

giving in to your wants. don't even ask me why, but i see hoon as a stubborn person when it comes to personal things. however, when it comes to you, he's putty in your hands, ready to give up any of his plans so he can do what you want. sometimes sunghoon complains, jokingly saying that you're annoying him and that you never gives him a break. the next minute he's sitting still on your bed, letting you pick clothes for him and do his makeup, or even dragging him around seoul's busy streets to random places that piqued your interest. he will only let you do that to him, though.

SUNOO⠀★⠀김선우

saving you food. every time he eats a meal he saves a little bit for you. sometimes he writes down the snack's name in his phone notes, so he can get it for you another day. sunoo never forgets to give you bits and pieces of his own dish, bringing the fork, chopstick or even his hands carefully towards your face for you to take a bite of the delicious food. if you're busy with something and can't eat at the moment — but everyone eating — he'll pick a plate with the edibles and wait, just so he can share it with you.

JUNGWON⠀★⠀양정원

reading for you. he knows how much you like his voice, so whenever he's free, he lays down on your (or his) bed or couch with you on his chest, and reads your favorite book for you. he turns his voice into a deeper or high-pitched one whenever a different character starts their monologue (sometimes he even does background sounds that are mentioned in the novel). his fingers run through your hair as he proceeds to tell you the overdramatic story. jungwon is mischievous, often flicking your forehead when you close your eyes to relax a bit. of course, he always asks you for book recommendations, buying them and making sure that you'll get to hear all the tales.

Ni-Ki⠀★⠀西村力

poking you. riki doesn't do it with bad intentions or to tease you. i mean, only partly. he simply likes to catch your attention in a not so obvious manner. the teen will do it when you space out, when you need to be more attentive or, the most common one, for fun. if you ignore him, he'll keep up with his actions for a while until you give him enough love. you didn't gave up yet? ‘okay – yeah, fine.’ he thinks, crossing his arms and doing his best to look unbothered (which he's pretty good at). when you finally turn your attention towards riki, he'll roll his eyes, trying to ignore you back. but as soon as he catches a glimpse of your sulking face, he's hugging the life out of you.

⠀ ⠀ © souliquor, 2O22.

officially convince I want a cat

enha-pet — yang jungwon 양정원

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“yang jungwon as your white ragdoll cat hybrid.”

usually a pretty calm and well behaved cat

except when it's 3 in the morning and he has too much energy left

ZOOMIES

when he had zoomies, he would run all around the room, jumping from your wardrobe to your desk then playing with anything he could find

your sofa? scratched. your phone charger? chewed. your coffee? spilled.

and you'll never be physically mad at him. no.

especially every time he looks at you with his round shiny eyes

once he accidentally broke your favorite mug

and he was so shocked, he stood there staring at the broken pieces for minutes until you called his name because it's getting too quiet suddenly???

frantically tried to hide the evidence but cut his finger by accident and became way much more panicked when he saw blood dripping on your carpet

and you saw him

bleeding

AND THEN YOU FREAKING OUT AND HE GOT WAY MORE FRANTIC

after taking care of him he would feel guilty, you could feel he was almost cry

loves to purr on your shoulder

like when you hug him, and he would rest his head on your shoulder and starts to purr

“you're warm.”

also he is very sensitive with your scent

other than your perfume or clothes detergents, he would notice the scent of places or foods that lingers on you

“did you go home by train?” “oh, did you go to that cafe again?” “isn't this like your third cheesecake today? how would i know? your smell.”

WOULD GET JEALOUS WHEN HE SMELLED ANOTHER CAT FROM YOU

“...this is not my scent.”

and would be very obvious that he is jealous

“won, come here!” “um, no?”

“look, i'm sorry that i pet another cat.” ”hmm.”

“it was a stray, won. i was giving them food.” “okay, and? i guess you petted them a lot.”

“yes, they loves getting scratches. are you not?”

yes he does.

he does LOVE scratches especially on his head

daily head scratches before sleep is his favorite part of the day

when you told him your day while he took a nap on your lap and your hand gently scratches his head

he loves it

A LOT

also loves to be dolled up and be the ｡⁠*prettiest*⁠.⁠✧ cat in the world

but trust me it wouldn't last long

he would run around letting ribbon around his neck let loose

or rolling around on dirt seconds after you bathed him

“JUNGWON WHAT ARE YOU DOING???” “huh? play?”

hate bugs but also curious of it

like when he saw a pretty big grasshopper on your window he would stare at it for a long time

and proceeded to scream when the grasshopper started to jump

would run to you asking to banish it from his sight

in conclusion, you need a lot of patience to have a jungwon as your cat

but again who wouldn't want him as a pet?

I'm so in love with this man and this is mot helping

that feeling when.

엔하이픈 성훈 ୨୧ female reader three hundred for iuiu fluff established relationship + cw. not proof-read skinship kissing ( other )

your boyfriend has an obsession with your hands. he is not able to place when and where it started, neither why or how. but when sunghoon feels the weight of your fingertips against his skin, he can assure you that it is the only thing he has ever known.

he loves when your run your fingers through his hair, a giggle leaving his mouth when you put them away from his eyes. and when your hand slips in his as you walk next to each other or when your leave soft taps on his palm as you talk to him, there is nothing in the world that matters to him, except you. although he is used to these antics of yours, warmth fills his body whenever your knuckles brush against his cheek, the tip of your finger touching one of his moles, your thumb caressing his lips.

when you cup his face, he has an excuse to turn his head to your hand. nose brushing your palm, breathing your delicate scent before landing a kiss on it. his eyes closed as he leans into your touch, then looking back at you while your rub his skin with your thumb. he see stars and they would reflect in his ‘you-thirsty’ gaze as he looks at you.

lovesick and adoring, hand holding yours as you talk. softly connecting his skin with your fingertips. trailing kisses all over your hand before going up to your forearm. he finds his lips on your shoulder at some point, everything that falls out of your mouth being the only thing he can understand at the moment. the feeling of his kisses finding your neck tickles and makes you chuckle.

sunghoon pulls away at the dulcet and angelic sound, smiling at you. eyes scrunched and fangs showing off. he holds your waist firmly before kissing you.

this was supposed to be a thought, which is why it might be confusing to read .. also wrote this in ten minutes after seeing a hoon edit hhh ㅠㅠ comment ‘potatotes’ and reblog with ‘yippie’ if you enjoyed >0<

yeah, no, the sunoo one is my last straw goodbye

acts of love

꒰◞ ◟𐙚 ꒱ ・ 엔하이픈 + femreader ？ fluff established relationship warning not-proofread skinship & 1500 — #bookshelf

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heeseung

is willing to listen to you talk for hours and hours of things he doesn't have a clue about— and it's as if he would listen with a single while he just nods, no, he is really invested and wants to know more about it. he'd ask you questions and even participate to the conversation; “woah really? okay so if i understood well.. is that so?” he always exclaims, with his both hands holding his head, a lovesick smile on and his face and eyes sparkling. he really loves to listen to you talk and hates when you think he doesn't care. “i know you don't care but—” his eyes become so wide they almost fall out, “what? who said that? please keep talking.. for my own sanity.”

plays video games with you and let's you win most of the time. to be completely honest, he doesn't even want to win in the first place. he asks you to play with him, claiming that he can ‘beat you at any game, any time’ but, he just wants to sit in your presence and hear your exclamations every time some thing happens on screen. is almost the one who celebrates the most when you finally win, ethereal smile on his face as he watches you doing your ridiculous victory dance. his favorite part of all this is when you kiss him and whisper a cute “thank you for letting me win” because you are not that oblivious.

jeongseong

learns to play your favorite song on the guitar, “just because” he always answers when you ask him why does he want to know your favorite song so bad. takes his time to memorize every single notes and lean to play it properly, just so it can be perfect for you. surprises you, mostly after a date or randomly and you are always so shocked because ‘this is so cute and affectionate???’ and he is so attractive when he plays the guitar, it makes you feel as if you are one of his groupies. the worst about it is that he tries to act like it's a normal thing to do, as if he didn't spend the majority of his time preparing this lovely attention for you “oh, it's really nothing. you deserve it after all”

bakes your favorite pastry with you; it can be a cake, a croissant and pancake, really anything. if he doesn't know how to do it, you learn it together. helps you put your apron on and reassures you when you accidentally let a fragment of eggshell in the pastry. loves to bake with you because he really feels like you both complement each other stupidly well. see, it must seem totally idiotic but the fact you whisk after he puts the eggs and milk in without one of you needing to say anything, really makes him believe you are soulmates.

jaeyun

is always so shocked when you say “i don't have any money on me” when you are out together and he asks you if you want to eat anything. his mouth almost falls to the floor and he gets so offended, it always makes you laugh. he keeps staring at you with his agape mouth and wide eyes for a long time, you apologize is the only way to make him work normally again; “please, i am so sorry i didn't mean it” although he is still a little bit baffled, he closes his mouth, “how do you not know that i would pass away before i let you pay anything..” he says with crossed arms, shaking his head as he scolds you.

walks by the side of the road when you both walk together, not because he heard of the rule or anything but certainly because he feels like it's a normal thing to do. each time he finds you walking next to the road, he holds you by both of your shoulders and carefully makes you exchange place with him. also, likes when you lean your head on his shoulder as you walk, hand in his pocket and giggling at one of his not-so-funny joke.

sunghoon

after you had a rough day, lets you lean your head on his laps and plays with your hair as you complain about how bad your day was. it's similar to the movies, where the client sits on a couch and rambles about how certain bad things decided to happen at the worst time and the therapist listens to them as they hum or even write things on their notebooks. except, he is not a therapist and isn't very good when it comes to giving comforting words— therefore, it's by playing with you hair, the exact way you like, that he shows you his support and gives you comfort.

adores to take pictures of you, especially candid ones. often takes pictures when you are not looking nor paying attention to him— when he thinks you look so beautiful that he might faint, he takes his phone and captures the moment. he has a whole album dedicated to you. he gifted you an advent calendar with all the pictures he took of you for your first christmas together. even bought a polaroid so he could get the pictures instantly and directly put them in his phone case.

seonwoo

if you told him you liked something once, he is definitely the type of boyfriend to buy or take it for you every time he sees it. he buys it for you so much you can most likely make a whole museum with it. for instance; “i love seashells” you told him once and, ever since then, he picks up every seashells he sees when he is at the beach. he makes sure he takes the most— and when he comes back, he gives them all to you. “sunoo, i told you i liked seashells once three years ago..” “so what? you don't like them anymore? tell me what do you like now then”

helps you with your routine every time he can, it can be drying your hair, straightening or curl them— or even help you hairstyling them, he is so happy to do it. definitely helps you put your lipstick or necklace if you ask him to, zip up your dress and never forgets to compliment you about it. also, likes when you help him get ready to; choose what shirt he should wear with that specific jean or help him with his hair too.

jungwon

puts his hand on every pointy corner to avoid you to get hurt by accidentally bumping into it. he does instinctively, it's a reflex to him and, most of the time, he doesn't even think before doing it. that is also why he follows you around the house as if he was your own shadow— you really didn't noticed it at the start, with how fast you did your own thing in the kitchen as he just goes where you go, you didn't see his hand on the pointy corner of the fourniture you were next two seconds ago nor how you bumped into things that didn't felt like an corner at all..

lends you his favorite clothes only because you told him you liked it. he would take it off just to give it you right then and there, but he can't, especially since you often compliments his style when he gets dressed to go out with you. so he finds a way to make you wear it when you are home— to be frank, he doesn't even need to trick you because you just straight up go into his dressing and put it on when you feel like it. then, he acts like it's yours after, “did you put your shirt in the laundry?” “jungwon, i fear it's yours..” “i gave it to you, don't you remember?”

riki

lets you drag him into whatever is your new interest at the moment— whatever you want to do, whatever you want to watch, whatever you want to learn; he does too. he is so cute about it too, for instance; if you are into crocheting lately and you are starting to learn how to do it, he comes up to you and asks “do we know how to do crochet or are we going to learn?” and you poke his cheek with your finger and a fond expression drawn on your face, “you are not obligated to do it if you don't want to” “what? we are a team, we are supposed to things together”

holds all your things for you— from your phone to your four shopping, to your big pink bag, to jacket you took off because you were too hot. he does it mindlessly, he sees something in your hands and instinctively take it in his own, no matter how light it can be fore you, he feels the need to do this for you. sometimes, even forgets to give it back to you when you goes back to your respectives homes or need to separate— so you have to get out and run after him when he starts walking away after you entered your home, because he still has your phone in his hand.

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Do You Love Me Baby

Pairing: Biker!Jungwon x reader

Genre: Oneshot

Warnings: cocky, seductive jungwon!!

Word count: 1119

Summary: Jungwon has always had your heart, though you're not quite sure if it's vise versa, he feels like your ride or die, a soulmate, if you will. One night, your feelings bloom for one another like it hasn't before, and Jungwon shows you just how he feels about your presence in his life.

Note: the song I Love You - Young Slo-be inspired me to write this, so go listen to it while reading!! Thank you <3

"I know you love me." Jungwon said with a not so modest smirk, planting his arm onto the brick wall next to your head.

"Yeah? What makes you think that?" You challenged him and looked at him with serene eyes, expression equally as playful.

"Hmm, let's start with the way you look at me. Like this is the last time we'll ever meet;" He stroked your cheek with his free hand, "Or the 'accidental' physical touches. You know I know it's on purpose, right?" Your cheeks flushed soft pink, he was playing with you and your heart. Oh to be his forever ride or die.

"And you still tell me you don't feel a thing, and think I'll believe you?" The red haired boy leaned dangerously close to your face, eyeing your lips.

"But, who am I to doubt you." He leaned away, shrugging like he didn't care. That's what he was so good at, that's what drove you crazy over him. He's constantly pulling you in closer and closer, and just when you think you have him, he slips through your fingers again. But this is how you two played the game, always, since the day you met.

As he stood in a safe distance from you, you immediately caught your breath again, the warmth of his body no longer tangible to your senses.

He looked like an edit to the club music playing in the background, the magenta lights making his silhouette look almost like a sculpture, like he was waiting on you and you alone.

"So, what will it be?" Jungwon put out his hand for you to get a hold of, and before he could pull it back, you grabbed it as he smirked at your keen behaviour.

"Good girl." And with that, you were dragged into the mindless crowd, all dancing and swaying their bodies against each other to the same beat.

With Jungwon, it always felt like time was frozen, like no one else mattered in the whole planet, universe even, it was only you and him, the two of you, for each other. You always got lost in forever with him, he was addicting like the strongest drug. He had such a magnetic presence.

You put your arms around his neck, his hands found your waist ever so softly, moving it around with his digits to the rythm of the song. You would give anything to stay like this till the end of time.

The red haired boy leaned his head into the crook of your neck, closing his eyes as he basked in the vague scent of your expensive cologne, the natural aroma of your hair, and every speck of you. His senses filled up with your presence, as if all of his pheromones reacted with yours. He never felt like this with anyone else before, none of his bike partners, none of his link ups, none of his random one night crushes ever made him feel just as electrified as you. It always came back to you.

Your bodies heated up simultaneously, like the both of you needed more. More of the never ending memories, more of the euphoric nights spent together, more of the innocent touches that sent shivers down your spine, more of each other.

You tilted his head up softly from its resting position, and looked into his eyes deeply. He stared back with lovestruck eyes, you could practically see the hearts flying around in his pupils. Your hands found his nape as you locked your fingers together, and with every second passing, you were one inch closer, feeling his soft breath on your lips. His own found yours, moving it softly against yours. His sweet lips felt like a trophy, a trophy that was finally yours, something you've always longed for.

He smiled attractively into the kiss, causing the butterflies in your stomach to awaken.

"Stop smiling, I can't kiss you properly." You mumbled against his lips with a faux annoyed tone, to which he giggled, his hands never leaving your waistline.

"My bad, mrs. Kiss expert." He joked, earning you to grimace at him madly.

"Wanna ride?" He asked alluringly, and of course, your answer was yes, as always, just like on every night you needed a lift, or just wanted to feel free together with Jungwon, riding in the bustling city, atop of the still waters of the tranquil river.

And so you followed your soulmate outside, grabbing the helmet you picked out with him from a store, and putting it on tightly. You sat comfortably behind him, adjusting in your seat, wrapping your arms around his waist firmly, to grant you safety.

"You ready?" He looked back at you, smiling as he anticipated the ride of your lives.

"Ready." You said back just as excited. The impact of the speed he set off at slightly startled you, your hands grabbing ahold of his shirt more tightly, your head resting on his back as you closed your eyes. He never went this fast before, it was sure an adventure, sort of like a roller coaster.

The adrenaline just kept building and building, and you remembered that one time when he told you that that was the exact reason he loved biking so much. It was something he could never stop doing. And you were someone he'd want to have doing it with him forever.

To him, it felt like you were the missing puzzle piece. You completed him in so many ways, and having you right behind him, enjoying it just as much as he was, made him have feelings he's never had before. Your arms around him never failed to send his heart into overdrive. The motorbike plus you equaled a double shot of adrenaline.

He decided to stop in the middle of the bridge he always liked staring off into the distance from, and you both pulled your helmets off for a breather.

You leaned against the motorcycle that was behind you, and soon after Jungwon decided to frame you against it, his hands resting on the bike, on both sides of your hip.

"You're mine forever now, you know." He tucked the loose strands of hair behind your ears.

"I've always been yours." You corrected him, as your feelings were always present for him only.

He smiled slightly, planting a kiss to the side of your lips, to which you were unable to contain your grin.

His lips found your jaw, then your cheeks, then your neck, and finally your lips, again.

You were free together now. It's only you, him, the night sky, and the thousands of city lights finding you two like the main characters on a theatre stage.

OHNAGSIAGWJSGWKQGWJS DAMN I FREAKED OUT TOO EVEN THO I KNEW ⁉️😭

UNDERSTAND | CHAPTER 4: u mean *OUR girlfriend

warnings: cursing, lowercase intended

word count: ~1.2k

“right this way ma’am.” you follow a producer through a park located by the han river. it was a gorgeous day outside, perfect for whatever was planned for you and this mystery date. “are you nervous?” the producer asks you with a smile. all you can do is put your best idol face on and tell him that you’re excited.

it wasn’t a complete lie but you weren't exactly sure what you were feeling at the moment. a bundle of nerves, anticipation, and anxiety were all jumbled in the pit of your stomach. in just a few short minutes, you were finally going to meet your “husband.” what if you said something stupid? what if you tripped over your own feet and fell on your face? your career would be over before it’s even gotten started, you think to yourself.

running our hands over your light purple dress, you focus on smoothing out any wrinkles as a way to de-stress. first impressions meant a lot to you and you couldn’t have anything out of place, especially if your partner was cute (which you really hope he is). when there were no more wrinkles in sight, you were stopped by the producers. “alright, when we say action just keep walking and act as natural as possible? got it?” you simply nod your head and get yourself ready to film. you should be used to the cameras at this point, but it always takes a bit of time to adjust.

once the cameras start rolling, you continue walking and spot bright, pink bows wrapped around the trees. you look at the crew with a confused smile. they gesture for you to keep going, so you follow the trail of trees with the cute bows. the decor eventually leads you to an open area with a blanket on the ground, holding an assortment of snacks and foods. you sit on a cushion and take a moment to look at everything laid out before you

you’ve been on many picnics before with your members but none as extravagant as this one. the white blanket and pillows are the softest you’ve ever felt and there are so, so many types of foods displayed that must’ve cost a pretty penny. perks of having a production crew funding your dates you guess.

from behind you, jay slowly walks up with the big bouquet in his hands. though no one could tell, jay was just as nervous as you were. he makes himself believe it’s because he’s afraid you wouldn’t like what he planned. did he go too simple? were you one for more fancier meals? he thinks it's just the pressure of the date turning out well for the views and he’s definitely not nervous about who you could be. no, he doesn’t care at all. he just needs to get through this first filming so he can go back to the dorms to play games with his members.

at this point, jay is so close, but you have no clue since you’re still admiring everything around you. you swear you could hear the staff giggling in the distance but before you could question it, someone’s arms wrap around you while setting a bouquet of white flowers on your lap. a gasp leaves your lips and you turn around, finally seeing the face of your husband for the first time.

park jongseong. your pretend husband for the next couple of months is no other than park. jongseong. realizing you haven’t moved in what felt like an eternity, you quickly stand up making sure to bow to him. even though you’re internally freaking out, you don’t forget your manners (you also don’t forget how disastrous it would be for a rookie idol getting caught not respecting their senior.) “uhh hi. I’m park jongseong, but you can call me jay.” his hand reaches for yours to give a firm handshake and your skin becomes hot by this little interaction. your brain is short circuiting because what the fuck? THE park jay not only touched your hand but also had his arms wrapped around you? yeah, you definitely weren’t surviving the day.

affter getting over your mental breakdown, you finally find the words to introduce yourself. “hi! i’m yn. thanks for the flowers by the way, they’re beautiful.” jay doesn’t miss the wide smile adorning your lips and he mentally thanks heeseung for the suggestion. “well shall we?” he gestures for you two to sit down and start eating the picnic food. there’s an awkward yet comforting silence in the air as you guys are enjoying the delicious treats the crew prepared.

jay notices how every two minutes you have to adjust the bag on your lap that’s covering your legs. stupid, stupid, stupid he thinks to himself. he hated that his idea of a picnic could’ve made you even a little uncomfortable in your pretty dress. he moves to take his jacket off and drapes it over to cover you and for the second time today, jay’s actions surprise you. the kind gesture makes your heart swell and you can’t help but blush.

“so…”

“so…”

“this is kind of awkward, isn’t it?” you ask with a nervous laugh. “ i mean yeah, but don’t first dates always start out like this?” you nod your head and look away for a moment, spotting both of your managers taking photos of you guys. putting your attention back on jay, you shrug your shoulders. “I wouldn’t know i’ve never been on one.” when jay says he hasn’t been on one as well, you feel yourself relax. It comforts you that you both don't know what the hell you’re doing here.

after that exchange you find it quite easy to converse with jay. you match each other’s energies, quickly becoming comfortable enough to tease one another. the two of you start getting to know each other better with topics ranging from trainee days to what your personality types are.

a little later you express how it’d be a nice day to take pictures but your phone had died on the way there. upon hearing that, jay surprises you for a third time, offering to take pictures for you on his phone. “we have to exchange contacts anyways so i’ll send them to you. it’s no biggie.”

jay wishes he got a staff member or manager to take pictures of you because he’s finding it really hard to complete this simple task. taking pictures is like second nature to him but suddenly he can’t bring himself to focus. not when you’re standing right in front of him looking so pretty while posing with the flowers HE got for you. pretty? did he just call you pretty? he won’t lie to himself. you’re a gorgeous woman, anyone would be blind to not see that. he pushes those thoughts to the back of his head, leaving them to deal with later.

“and cut! okay good job guys. we’ll see you next time.” the producer’s voice rings in your ears and you’re reminded that this whole time you were filming. the awkward energy between you and jay returns and you’re not sure what to do next. “thanks for everything jay. i really enjoyed myself today.”

“it was my pleasure, really. i had a lot of fun too. i’ll text you the pictures later, yeah?” you two bid each other goodbye and as you’re walking back to the van your manager nudges your shoulder. “so, jay huh?” you playfully roll your eyes at his statement and try to fight the smile creeping onto your lips.

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bokuto koutaro wasn’t your boyfriend. no, he was your baby. your six foot one baby who somehow found his way into your arms right after winning their game, securing their spot in the upcoming summer regional semifinals.

“kou, you’re all sweaty!” you whine, genuinely trying your hardest to push him away. but alas, your efforts die in vain as he squeezes himself into you tighter.

“mhh, don’t know who you’re talking to. my name is baby.” he mutters against your neck, nuzzling further as if trying to get lost in your skin.

you sigh in defeat, reluctantly complying as you speak. “okay, fine. i’m sorry, baby. can you please get off me now?”

bokuto mirrors you, sighing in return as he pulls away with a pout. he looks at you, big, upturned eyes almost pleading. he opens his mouth to speak, but is immediately silenced when a towel meets his face.

your soft hands wipe at his face, then up to his hairline. he leans into your touch like a lonely kitten, and you giggle at the sight.

“baby, i want—” he’s interrupted once again when you tilt his face upwards, drying off his neck as you pat him dry. “i want a new set of legos.”

“we just got lego last week, baby. don’t you want anything else?” you ask, turning him around and drying his back, your hands dancing underneath his jersey.

you feel all tenseness leave bokuto’s body as he groans against you, his posture softening a little. “hot wheels?” he asks, looking back with those golden eyes you so deeply adored.

“alright, my love.”

and you can only imagine his response to the new pet name.

atsumu post-match

11: 03 PM | pjs

pairing: jay x female reader

word count: 1,234

warnings: angst, explicit language, arguing, saying i hate you, not much talking, more explanation about feelings, we are sad people, but jay is a good boyfriend, cuddling, spooning, fluff at the end

“I HATE YOU!”

Jay stares at you in shock and your eyes widen too, stunned by what you just blurted out. You and your boyfriend have gotten into heated arguments before, but never did you two ever go this far for you to yell those three disheartening words at him.

How did the argument start? Well, you were both hanging out at a friend’s gathering for some drinks. According to Jay’s eyes, a guy was flirting with you that witnessed the scene. However, you argued in return that the man wasn’t trying anything and was being friendly. 

Jay’s thoughts said otherwise, arguing his main point about his view. You then explain to him that maybe he’s finally seeing it from your view when other women flirt with him. In frustration, Jay sighs aloud that you’re turning it around and making it about him. But you aren’t. He wanted to talk about his view, so you had every right to bring up yours too. Jay didn’t bother to listen, both of your voices just raising higher over one another and you screamed out the deadly three words.

Your boyfriend closes his mouth and disappointment spread across his face. You didn’t mean to voice your inner thoughts out loud, it just happened when he wasn’t trying to listen to you. Without another peep, Jay breaks eye contact and enters the bedroom, leaving you alone in the living room. He grabs his clothes and heads inside the bathroom to shower, and you finally feel your legs work.

Entering inside the bedroom, you sit down on the corner of your bed with a million things running in your head. What have you done? What the fuck did you just do? You didn’t mean to say it. You don’t even mean it! You were angry and the argument was going nowhere and you just wanted to walk away but… But you didn’t. And now, you face the consequences.

You messed up. You fucked up big time.

Once Jay was out of the bathroom, he sat outside in the living room without returning to the bedroom. You took this chance and enters the bathroom to shower. You needed a cool down just as much as he did. 

The moment the water hits your skin, tears start pouring out of your eyes. You began to son silence, pissed off at yourself for what you just did. Sitting down on the floor of your shower, you hugged your knees and cried. Jay’s silence and the disappointment on his face say a thousand words, and you hate yourself for hurting him. For hurting you two over those three fucked up words.

Once your long shower was done, you saw that Jay had left the living room couch and is sleeping on your shared bed. Nervously, you clench your fists and enter the dark room. You wanted to say something, anything, but not a sound would come out. Afraid that you’ll just disappoint Jay more, you grab your pillow quietly and exited the bedroom.

Laying on the couch, you pull at the mini blanket for decoration over your cold shoulder. Tears start falling again as you cry into your pillow, but you made sure the sobbing was quiet. You didn’t want to wake up Jay. 

Nonetheless, you feel your boyfriend’s warm embrace cuddling from behind you, him spooning you immediately. You cover your face and try not to turn around to face him, but Jay turns you around to face him. Placing his left arm under your neck so he could hold you, he pecks your forehead.

Jay doesn’t say anything. Instead, he rubs circles on your back and lets you cry it out. Before you know it, the two of you fall into a deep slumber afterward.

—

When morning came, you were woken up by the smell of food. Due to your mood from last night, you didn’t feel hungry. Sadness still washed over your face and you feel sick from the constant crying yesterday. Laying on the couch with a frown, you prayed for a way to take back those three stupid words you said to Jay.

“Morning, sunshine,” Jay greets you, his voice soft and caring. 

“Morning,” you croak weakly, failing to give your man a loving smile.

Jay kneels down to your level and brushes your hair back, tucking a few strands behind your ear. “Shall we eat breakfast?”

Shaking your head, you answer no.

“What? The foodie queen doesn’t wish to eat? But I made a lot of delicious food!” You chuckle at the nickname he gives you, but you frown again quickly. Why is he making you laugh here? Why is he the one cheering you up? Why is he forgiving you already when you haven’t forgiven yourself? 

The feeling of your tears begins forming and you turn to lay on your back as you stare up at the ceiling. You were fighting the urge this morning to not cry, but Jay quickly lays on the couch and hugs you.

“I’m sorry,” you sniffle out. “I’m so sorry for last night.”

“Shh, baby. It’s okay,” Jay tries shushing you, but you just kept mumbling sorries as tears gush out of you. “Babe, it’s really okay.”

Jay plants a long and loving kiss on your forehead, and hugs you tight in his arms again. “It was a stupid fight anyway.”

“Yeah, and look at what it did. I said the three bad words I know aren’t true. I don’t deserve you at all!” You cry louder, burying your face into his shirt. 

“Actually, nobody deserves me at all and you are just lucky,” Jay dare jokes, and you slap his biceps, laughing a little.

Your boyfriend pulls your face upwards and he pecks your lips. “I’m sorry too, love. I didn’t mean to raise my voice. If anything, I should have listened as well.”

You caress his cheek as he tells you about his silent thoughts last night. After Jay took a shower to calm his nerves down, he started to process your words and that’s when it hit him. All he had to do was just listen to your side of the story, but Jay wouldn’t back down from the argument and it escalated to something more. 

“When I heard you leave the bedroom with the sound of your pillow leaving the bed, I was confused. I thought maybe you needed to calm down too. However, you started crying and my heart sank,” Jay finishes explaining. “The guilt inside ate me up and I knew that whatever we did or said is going to put a strain on us, but I don’t want that. I want to fix us because I love you.”

Your heart flutters at his sweet words and you move up to kiss him on the lips. “I love you too, Jay,” you whisper in return, your breath ghosting his lips. “Can we not argue anymore and just talk it out before things get heated over nothing?”

Your boyfriend nods at your request and you finally smile in relief. Jay smiles too and kisses you again. 

“Now that we’re done being depressing, can we have breakfast? I’m hungry,” Jay whines and you hear his tummy grumble.

“Jay~” You whine in return. “Just hold me five more minutes.”

He chuckles and gives in, hugging you in his arms as you two lazily lay on the couch.