• Golden Works •

Requests; Open!

[99kdh]

Masterlist

 f = fluff ; a = angst

Sungyoon (Y)

[20:46] (f)

Jangjun

Accents and Sharpies (f)

Jaehyun

Him? Really? (a, f)

Donghyun

[5:13] (f)

What Movie? (f)

[19:23] (f)

Joochan

Trading Breakfast for Love (f)

If Only (f)

Bomin

Broken and Stolen (f)

City Love (a, f)

[99kdh]

Can I have a bomin imagine where he is jealous because you hang out with a boy friend and thinks you gonna leave him (bomin) for that friend. No angst but more fluff

Ok, there was a brief moment of angst but not too much! Find it here and I hope you enjoy <3

*A*

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City Love

[6:21pm]

It's a perfect evening to go out and tour the streets. You may have been living here for quite a while, but everything changes, and you honestly don't get out enough, so it feels new all the time. Many other people seem to have the same idea, and so you and Bomin interlock hands at the first sign of foot traffic.

Nothing has been quite interesting enough to catch your eye, but it's getting colder, so you might have no choice. Before that can happen, somebody calls your name, and a friend comes up behind you.

You introduce him to Bomin, who has been quiet but not silent to this point and give him a semi-awkward high five + handshake.

You chat, and Bomin hangs a little bit behind you and plays with anything in reach. His hoodie, your hoodie, your hands.

Eventually, you part ways and walk around him, beginning to hum. Looking forwards, there is a bright city stretching farther than you could ever see. It sparks a kind of light in yourself, and looking at Bomin beautifully illuminated by even the worst neon lights… it seems everything will be just fine. After a while of short answers from Bomin, you pull him to the inside edge of the sidewalk and look at him suspiciously. It takes him a moment to respond, but when he does, his face pulls into a sheepish but determined expression.

You take an extra moment to observe him and how he has let you in enough so that you can recognize even the smallest facial change.

"So, what's up?" You ask simply.

Bomin continues to tap his finger on yours and chews his lip absent-mindedly but stays silent.

"I just got jealous of you and him. I know that I shouldn't and that you're with me, but… sometimes you look like you'd be perfect with someone else."

You lightly tap his cheek a couple of times, and he turns his head slowly to look at you.

"Thank you for talking to me about this, but I promise you he's just a friend. Also, babe, it doesn't matter who I look perfect with on the outside because we're good together, and I want to be with you."

He nods, and you pull his hand to keep walking.

"I don't want to be a jealous person, and I'll try to keep what you said in mind. Thank you."

Bomin speaks lowly, but you could hear his voice even among a thousand others, so you hear him clearly. Neither of you says anything else, and instead, you pull him along and ramble excitedly about something your friend had told you.

Bomin may not be perfect, but he's more than enough for you.

*A*

[99kdh]

Hello💫 Tumblr doesn't have enough Joochan fluff so can I request a a Joochan friends to lovers 👉👈💞 if not that's totally okay, I hope you're having a good day 😊 make sure to not overwork yourself, make sure to go at your own pace💓 thank you in advance 💫

I agree! He’s very soft and sweet so fluff works super well for him <3. Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy! Thank you for the kind words, I’m sure Kris saw them too~ posted here

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If Only

[4:40pm]

“Joochan, no.”

“Joochan, yes!”

With that very convincing statement he turns back around and flips the pancake.You watch as it flies through the air, beautiful in a strange way, and lands with a slap while folding in half. You snicker as Joochan panics and tries to flip the other half over without breaking or something. 

He must succeed because he lets out a little happy noise and points the spatula in your face.

“Told ya I could do it.”

You’d come up with a retort but something about the sun comes through the window to give him a halo effect. You really would call him an angel, too. Though certainly not out loud. 

He came into your life like a breaking wave. Soft and sweet but with that layer of chaos you only see with other friends or once you know him well enough.

The chaos that leads to him insisting on making you a pancake at 4:42 in the afternoon. Though if he looks that happy all the time you won’t complain. 

You must be staring because when he starts waving the pancakes in your face his cheeks are stained pink. You stare intensely at the pancake when he puts it down and will him not to ask. 

“I wish someone would stare at me the way you’re staring at that pancake. A guy’s dream, wow,” Joochan jokes.

“If only you knew,” you mutter, quiet but still loud enough for him to hear since he keeps moving closer.

“Huh? If only I knew what?” 

His hand is resting on your shoulder and if you turned your faces would be entirely too close. After a few seconds of furiously shoving pancake in your mouth to avoid speaking Joochan whispers. 

“I wish you knew.”

He jolts when you hum in response and you can feel him get closer and his breaths now land on your cheek. 

Like some sort of impulse takes over he leans over and leaves a kiss on your cheek, a respectful distance from your mouth but distinctly romantic nonetheless. If the heavy flush on his cheeks after didn’t tell you that. He moves back a little but freezes and you take the chance to leave a kiss on his cheek then barely a brush against his nose as he moves away.

His head falls and his hair moves, allowing you to see his ears burning hot. 

Joochan lifts his head a little and looks at you from under his lashes with his eyes wide and shining. 

“I. I really like you, just to be clear. Do you wanna go on a date with me sometime?” 

His voice is soft and hesitant like you hadn’t returned the soft kisses just a moment before. 

You take one of his hands and he looks up to make more solid eye contact and you smile. 

“Let’s go, right now. Just you and me.”

*A*

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Trading Breakfast for Love

[9:31am]

"I wish we could stay like this forever," Joochan says. 

He throws a leg over your body and rolls on top of you for a couple seconds. You groan in discomfort and when he rolls off you glare at him. He grins sleepily and then cuddles you close, closing his eyes again. 

You watch him for a moment, the sunlight coming through a bit highlights his features very well. After a moment you close your eyes and enjoy the calm morning.

Of course, why would you stay still when you could annoy and admire your boyfriend? It's a double win for you, honestly. 

So it's just one single poke in his side. Then it's a couple more around his middle. You move up his body slowly, one poke every few seconds. You reach his face and since nothing has disturbed you decide to push it up a notch.

Forehead, poke. Nose, poke poke. Cheeks, poke poke poke poke-

“Quit it or I’ll bite you," Joochan bites. 

“Joochan! You’re my boyfriend you’re supposed to be nice to me,” you whine. 

“Well, who said biting is mean. Baby animals are cute when they bite you!”

“Joochan, my darling.”

“Yes?” “You are a baby, my baby, but you are nowhere as cute as a baby animal.”

Joochan doesn’t say anything after that but his mouth presses into a firm line. Before you can ask what’s wrong you can feel his cold feet all over your legs. The audacity! You squeal and curl up, trying to get away from his permeating cold. Thankfully, he doesn’t try to follow you. That's mostly cause he’s laughing so hard that if he wasn’t against the wall he’d probably fall off the bed. 

You slip out of the blankets while he's still laughing. As you move to in the kitchen Joochan stops laughing and you can hear him come up behind you. 

"You still love me right?" He whispers, breath ghosting hot over your ear. 

You turn around and drape your arms over his shoulders. Letting your head fall to his chest, you can hear his heartbeat. 

"Make me breakfast and I'll consider it," you tease, kissing his cheek and going to look for some socks. 

He scoffs but when you come back in not much later he's dutifully whisking pancake batter. As much as you said he should just make breakfast you help him anyways. Well, sometimes it's actual help and sometimes it's just you clinging to his back while he pours batter.

*A*

[99kdh]

[19:23]

The sunlight was warm against your skin, the grass tickling your ears and legs as you laid in the yard.  Your eyes were closed, simply taking in the rays and the cool breeze as the birds quietly chirped to one another.  It was nice taking a break like this; letting everything from the past week trickle out and soak into the soil below you.  If you weren’t careful you’d fall asleep.  The sound of the door sliding open barely reaches your starfishing figure, but the voice afterwards sends a familiar tingle down your spine.

“Aren’t you comfy?”  Donghyun grins, taking in your relaxed form.  You hum, listening as he lays above you and mirrors your position before heaving a deep sigh.

“Aren’t you comfy?”  You quip, grinning to yourself when you hear him chuckle.

“I’ll admit- I kind of understand why you do this every week.  We shouldn’t be out here too long though, it’s supposed to storm later.”

The birds continue singing, the wind picking up just enough to shake the nearby branches.  Your breathing began to even out, but you could still hear the grass rustle as Donghyun turned his head to face you.  You heard a small chuckle before the grass rustled once more, indicating he turned his attention back to the sky.

The day passed by calmly, clouds floating above the two of you as the sun slowly set, the birds retiring to their nests.  Your eyes flutter open expecting the bright sun, but you were only met with the smiling face of your boyfriend.  

“Did you have a nice nap?”  He asks, putting his weight on one arm to reach for a sandwich triangle.  He takes a bite as you nod, rolling onto your stomach before yawning.  He tilts the sandwich in your direction and you gladly take a bite, relishing in the fresh taste.

“Let’s go back inside, it’s probably going to start raining soon.” You say, picking yourself up off the ground.  Donghyun stood, his sandwich and plate in hand as you brush off the grass and dirt that wanted to stay.

[01:13]

It wasn’t the thunder that woke you, but your heart beating hard against your ribs.  You gasped, deep breaths following soon after as you pulled yourself out of the bed.  The cold from the floor seeping into your feet as you walk into the kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it with water.  You sit at the island and sip slowly, trying to rid your mind of the terror.

You hear a door creak open, soft footsteps sounding soon after as thunder rolled across the sky.  Donghyun peaks out from the hallway, rubbing the sleep from his eye as he focuses on your stillness.

“What got you up so quickly?  You raced out like the room was on fire.”  He sits in the stool next to you, rubbing your back gently for a few seconds.  You set your glass down.

“It was just a nightmare,” you sigh, taking his hand in yours. “All I can remember was running from something, and then falling from a cliff, and when I hit the water below I woke up.”

Donghyun nods, squeezing your hand softly before speaking.  “That’s rough, buddy.”

You snort, stifling your laughter as you smack him on the arm, standing and putting your glass in the sink.  He stands, wrapping your hand in his as the two of you walk back into your bedroom.

The blankets are still warm, welcoming the both of you as if you’d never left.  Donghyun takes you into his arms, squeezing you tightly as you snuggle into him.

– K –

[99kdh]

Accents and Sharpies

[11:21pm]

"Okay, tell me their name again?" Jangjun says to Daeyeol. 

He's laying on the couch, head very close to the floor and legs draped, slightly bent and mildly uncomfortable, over the back. It really isn't comfortable and Jangjun is pretty sure too much blood in your head is bad but he mostly does it just to irritate Sungyoon. 

Daeyeol just shakes his head and sighs. He walks over and sets the paper on the table in front of Jangjun. It looks very detailed and thorough and so ridiculously, incredibly boring. Daeyeol doesn’t even look back to see if Jangjun has bothered to move. 

He just mutters, almost as if to himself, “make a fool of yourself. See if I care.”

Jangjun does admit that Daeyeol, unfortunately, has a point. Not knowing his fellow MC’s name would not be a wonderful display for himself or Golden Child. 

He notices a foreign name listed first and tries his very best to pronounce it. He isn’t sure how close he gets but looking further down he notices a Korean name. He sighs in relief. 

He reads over the rest of the paper. Apparently you were going to be debuted as a solo artist but got added to the group late. Interesting that they chose you to be the MC but with your nickname as 'cutie joke master' maybe it was a good choice.

Jangjun comes in a little early hoping to be there before you and have a chance to make a good impression. Imagine his surprise when you're already sitting in the dressing room. He walks in front of you intending to introduce himself when you suddenly bolt up out of the chair and bow.

“With you - no - to be - urgh - happy to be MCing with you!” You spit the words out so fast Jangjun barely understands you.

He does notice, obviously, you still having problems with the sentence structure and your accent. He can only hope that the viewers find it as endearing as he does. 

“Nice to meet you too. I don’t know what they fed you before coming here but you’ll need to slow down a little bit if you want anyone to understand you,” he smiles a bit to show you he’s joking and you laugh a little in return. 

“I don’t need to eat any - anything when I can be nervous in - instead!” You deliver the line with such a wide grin that Jangjun smiles back without even meaning to or noticing. 

The first night goes smoothly. Your confidence and smiles notably increase when you speak smoothly from the cue cards. Jangjun even finds himself captivated by you when you jump ahead a little when he knows full well if it had been one of his own members he would’ve been annoyed.

The weeks pass like that. Jangjun starts to look forward to the show but mostly to the time you get together before the show. Don’t get him wrong, he appreciates looking at you all styled on stage but you’re… softer, more vulnerable backstage. On stage, your confidence has sort of made you a force of nature. Sometimes he passes you taking selfies for instagram and pops in the back, with or without you knowing. 

What really catches him out is when you go live while heading out. He’ll usually pop in eventually but before that, he likes to watch how confident you’ve become. From stuttering out a single sentence to freely talking to countless unseen viewers. 

Everything he sees starts to eat him up inside though. Sure he thought you were attractive from the picture, even more so in person, but after talking to you so much he could hardly help falling for you. 

There’s a fair amount of ways this could go wrong and many, many more reasons he shouldn’t do it no matter if you return his feelings or not. Not many things could stop him at this point especially not with several of his members, Jibeom and Joochan mostly, constantly bothering him about it. 

When you walk out of the dressing room that night you’re surprised to see Jangjun still standing there in the hallway. Normally he’s long gone before you even think of getting out of that room. 

“Jangjun?” You ask when he doesn’t move for a few seconds.

“Oh! Just who I was looking for!” He smiles at you.

“You were looking for me? Why?” 

He giggles nervously, “about that... I was wondering if I could maybe, possibly get your number? To you know…” he lowers his head and shakes it at himself, “never mind. That was stupid, I should go.”

“Jangjun!” you protest.

He turns back to look at you, eyes wide.

“There’s a sharpie back in the dressing room.”

He looks at you, eyebrows furrowed, “why do you need a sharpie?”

You laugh brightly at him, “how else am I going to write my number on your arm, silly?”

His face lights up and he practically runs back down the hallway. 

*A*

[99kdh]

Broken and Stolen

[9:32am]

"First my cereal, now my cup! You have your own!"

You stood in the kitchen holding Bomin's mug as he waved his hands dramatically at the edge of the kitchen. 

“I will allow you to claim your cereal, won’t stop me from eating it,”

“Obviously,” Bomin mutters.

“But a cup? Not gonna happen.” You take another sip as if to punctuate your point. 

“What if there’s some sob story behind it like it was a gift from a dead parent?”

“I’ve attended more than a few cousin weddings with you by now, so I know most of your family by now. Even the most extended drunk uncles who barely count.” 

Bomin sighs. “Alright, fine. It’s not exactly a sob story but whatever. See the design on it?”

“Yeah, it’s ugly how could I not?” You snort.

“It was an art project from my friend in elementary school and I just never got rid of it. He even signed the bottom.”

You lift the cup to look underneath and sure enough, in some messy kid scrawl there is a name signed. 

Bomin is awake now and starts rummaging in the cupboards for some sort of appropriate breakfast. “Where’s the oatmeal bag?”

“If I find it in 0.25 seconds I’m going to lose it.” You don’t even look back at the counter when putting the cup down. Of course, because life is Like That, you place it on the curved edge and it falls immediately.

Bomin doesn’t even turn around, “this is why we can’t have nice things.”

You curse and grab a kitchen towel to throw on the remainder of your drink, now all over the floor.

[9:45am]

A month later and here you are again, sipping out of a “stolen” cup and munching on some delicious “stolen” cereal.

Bomin comes into the kitchen, takes one glance at you, and turns right back around.

“Hey!” You yell at his retreating back.

“I just don’t want to be around when you drop that one, too,” his face is serious but his tone is teasing.

“Ugh, you’re never going to let that go are you?” You huff and go back to your cereal. Yes, it’s your cereal, now.

You didn’t even notice Bomin coming up behind to drape his arms over you. “You’re adorable when you’re angry, you know that?” 

“Yeah, I did know that actually.”

“Brat,” Bomin laughs and kisses your cheek.

*A*

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Him? Really?

[3:23pm]

Jaehyun wasn’t jealous, not really. He just wanted to spend time with you, was that a crime? This guy was totally getting in the way! You had been talking to this guy about class for nearly 15 minutes and neither of you were showing any signs of slowing down or stopping. 

“Baby~ can we go get food? I’m hungry.” Jaehyun whined.

“Yeah, Jae we can. Meet you at the front doors? I’ll be out in a minute, promise.” 

Jaehyun walks out and doesn’t say anything else. You don’t seem to notice because as he is walking out you start talking and laughing again. He has no reason to be jealous of course. You obviously have other friends but something about this guy doesn’t feel right. So he sits on the steps and sulks while he waits for you. When you open the door the guy is nowhere to be seen. Jaehyun will admit it is sort of petty that he never learned his name but he’s not about to ask now. 

“Hey, baby. Where do you want to go? I’ve been thinking about that bakery we’ve been eyeing for a while.” You casually grab Jaehyun’s hand and start walking. 

If Jaehyun thought not learning that guy’s name was petty then he was about to teach himself a real lesson. He stubbornly stays silent. You wait a few more moments for his answer and then stop and turn to him. 

“What’s up? You’ve never ignored me straight out before.” You ask bluntly. “It didn’t have anything to do with Changbin did it?” 

Jaehyun doesn’t meet your eyes, dismayed about how quickly you figured it out. “Yeah, you were just really interested in him. Not like that though!” 

“Baby, we’re just friends. He really helped me with one of the assignments in class. That’s all.” You spoke softly. 

“None of your other friends seem like that around you though!”

“Jae. Baby.” He looks up at you and you look like you’re trying to hold back a laugh. He whines at your amusement about his pain.

“Hey, look at me. Jae!” He looks up at you. “Changbin has a boyfriend. They’re disgustingly cute, trust me, I’ve seen them.” 

“Oh…” Jaehyun looks down and away from you in embarrassment. 

“Besides, you’re my boyfriend. Did you really think you could get of me that easily?”

Jaehyun doesn’t answer but smiles brightly and grabs your hand. “You wanted to go to that bakery? Come on. I’ll even pay for you this time.”

*A*

[99kdh]

[20:46]

It was too dark to see him clearly; the curtains had been drawn three hours beforehand, the sun was going down, and the only other possible light source was the remnants of the fire– small, bright red embers just waiting to ignite from a nice stoking. Despite not being able to see him, you had no doubts of knowing he was there.

Sungyoon's hand ghosted over your waist. You could feel your heart beat hard against your ribcage, threatening to spill out over the surprisingly comfortable rug as your breathing began to shake. Your hand met his at your thigh, stopping his movements for a moment before he brought his hand back up to your waist. This time he wrapped his arm around your back, your hand resting on his shoulder as he brought his face in close to yours. He bumped his nose against yours gently, eyes not leaving your own as he spoke, looking for any sign of discomfort or resignation.

"May I?" He asked, eyes flickering to the tops of your cheeks for a split second before returning their gaze on your eyes.

You nod, a weak 'yes' escaping your lips. He tilts his head up; just a few centimetres, but enough to press his lips softly against your own.

Your heart jumps out of your chest, and you're certain he can feel it pounding. He pulls away and for a moment you convince yourself he actually could feel your heart, but as you look at each other the only thing either of you could think of doing is laughing.

It's soft as neither of you truly want to ruin the mood, your first kiss having been one of the few things Sungyoon wanted to be absolutely perfect.

"Was it?" He asks again, looking at you with the most hope you've ever seen in someone's eyes.

"It was," you smile, pulling him into another kiss as the last ember goes black.

– K –

[99kdh]

What Movie?

[7:28pm]

Last week you had planned to surprise the boys, *cough* Donghyun *cough*, with some food after a successful comeback. You had certainly done that and eventually the others had been so kind (they were threatened) to leave you and Donghyun alone. You had selected some random movie that you were mildly interested in.

Donghyun turns and taps your shoulder. You turn away from the movie to look at his pink face. He pauses for a second and as you’re about to turn back to the movie…

“Can I kiss you?” He blurts, then covers his face with his hands. 

You giggle a little at his shyness turning to face him fully. It’s interesting to see this new side of Donghyun. With his friends he’s usually pretty chaotic and loud but tonight he’s quiet and soft. 

“Of course.”

He starts with his hands on your hips but constantly moves them because he doesn’t know what to do.

It’s soft and chaste and slow because you aren’t very experienced with each other. You pull away slowly and look at each other.

“Well that was nice.” He says, looking down at his hands, still a bit shy.

“Just nice. Alright. Wanna do it again?"

He nods hastily.

You’ll have to go re-watch that movie someday.

*A*

[99kdh]

[05:13]

Donghyun didn't want to wake up this early, the sun had only begun to think about rising, and no one in their right mind would be awake anyway. He turned onto his other side, expecting to find you glowering at him from waking you up, only to find you missing.

He smiled to himself. If anyone was going to be awake– and in their right mind– at five in the morning on a Sunday, it'd be you.

He shuffled out of the bed, slipping his house shoes on and walking calmly into the living room. You were huddled up on the window seat, your nose stuffed in a book and the curtains and blinds opened as far as they could go, allowing you to see the sunrise as easily as possible. There were two cups in front of you, both steaming, and Donghyun could only assume you'd made both not too long ago, waiting patiently for him to wake up.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked softly. You didn't even flinch at his words, the creaking of the floorboards having given away his position as soon as he'd stepped into the room.

"When was I last able to sleep more than an hour?" You smiled, not from joy, and he could feel how tired you were. He nodded, sitting on the other side of the seat and taking a sip from the cup closest to him.

The two of you sit there for at least an hour, taking in the calming view of the sunrise and letting it's warmth wash over you.

- K -