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“I’ve found the perfect spot to sleep,” Jinwoo proudly announced, making sure he had your attention as he laid himself down.
“No way,” you tried to argue as you figured where he was about to lay, but Jinwoo was far too quick for you as he rested his head down against your butt before you could roll away.
A confident laugh came from him as he shuffled over your bump to get comfortable, “I was right, this is the perfect spot for me to sleep.”
“Stop sounding so smug,” you scolded, kicking your foot back so that it knocked into Jinwoo, “I’ll get you back for this too.”
A loud laugh came from Jinwoo, “you can never stay mad at me for too long.”
“If I was strong enough to move you off of my butt, I definitely would right now,” you sighed back across to Jinwoo, “you’re lucky to be strong.”
“You usually love how strong I am.”
“I know, don’t remind me.”
MJ:
“Don’t mind me,” a giggly Myungjun told you as he laid down on your butt from your invitation, feeling strange straight away.
“What’s so funny?” You cluelessly asked him, unsure as to what had tickled him so much. “Please tell me you’re not laughing at the fact that you’re laying on my butt right now, are you?”
The pause that came from him soon told you everything. “It just feels so funny, I never imagined that I would lay here, it’s kind of surreal.”
“I can’t with you sometimes,” you laughed, pressing your hand to the top of your head. “What am I going to do with you?”
Another shy chuckle came from Myungjun, “do I look cute down here Y/N?”
“Do you look cute laying on my butt?” You questioned Myungjun in disbelief, “what am I even supposed to say in reply to that, you’re an idiot.”
“I’ll take that as a yes from you then.”
“You always look cute to me.”
Cha Eunwoo:
“I’m so tired,” Dongmin remarked as he dropped down on the bed, glancing at your figure that was already stretched out.
“Lay down then,” you told him as you absentmindedly scrolled through your phone, suddenly feeling a weight come down on your butt. “I meant lay down on your pillow, not lay down on me.”
A shrug followed from Dongmin as he struggled to hold back his laughter, “I just thought I’d lay down in the cosiest spot for me to rest in.”
“You can’t spend all night asleep on my butt,” you challenged, rolling your eyes at him. “You know you’ll have to move.”
Dongmin’s head shook back at you, “is that a challenge? I reckon that I can stay.”
“There’s no way,” you immediately predicted in reply to him. “I can make laying on my butt very uncomfortable for you if you want me to do so Min.”
“You wouldn’t do that to me though.”
“Do you want to find out and see?”
Moonbin:
“This is comfy,” Moonbin couldn’t help but tease as soon as he lowered his head down, planting it in the middle of your butt.
“I’m glad you’re comfy,” you joked, surprised by how heavy he was as he laid down on top of you. “I don’t remember saying that you could lay down on me, and especially on my butt too.”
A cheeky smile formed on Moonbin’s face as he met your eyes, “you can’t say no to me now that I’m here, and especially as I’m so comfortable.”
“I reckon I could get you off if I wanted to,” you smirked, jolting your butt up so that Moonbin’s head bounced in the air.
He shot a glare at you straight away, “that’s so mean, what did I do to deserve that?”
“Next time you decide you want to lay on my butt, it’s a reminder to ask first,” you teasingly scolded him, “I don’t just let anyone lay down on my butt you know.”
“But if they’re as handsome as me?”
“I guess they can get away with it.”
Rocky:
“Hi,” Minhyuk giggled as he noticed you glancing down to look at him, settled on your butt with a wide smile on his face.
“What do you think you’re doing?” You challenged with a shake of your head, watching as Minhyuk didn’t move an inch. “That’s not a pillow you know, you can’t rest your head down there.”
A pout formed on Minhyuk’s face as he refused to budge. “Pillows are boring, it’s fun to try out new things to rest on instead sometimes Y/N.”
“That’s a ridiculous excuse,” you scoffed back down to him, “you’re just saying that to convince me to let you stay laying there.”
A slight nod came from Minhyuk, “is it working? Can I stay laying on your butt?”
“You’re impossible,” you whispered, but found yourself nodding your head anyway. “I don’t know how, or why, I let you get away with these things sometimes.”
“It’s because you love me so much.”
“Of course, that must be it Min.”
Sanha:
“Y/N, come on,” Sanha huffed as he dropped down on the bed beside where you laid, continuing to work on your laptop.
“I’ve nearly done,” you assured Sanha, watching as he shuffled towards you and laid his head against your butt in an attempt to finally get some attention from you. “Laying there won’t make me faster.”
An innocent smile formed on Sanha’s face as he looked up at you, “I reckon that there’s a few things that I could do that would make you work faster.”
“You’re making me take longer because now I’m focusing on you and not my work,” you told him, “the longer you distract me Sanha.”
His shoulders shrugged back at you, “it’s a sign that you should leave work for now.”
“I’ve got to get this done,” you frowned, finding yourself being pulled in two different directions. “You can’t do this to me, I don’t disturb you when you’re at work.”
When They Take Care Of Your Newborn Whilst You Rest ~ SHINee Reaction
Onew:
You could feel Jinki’s eyes on you as another yawn escaped from you, missing out on too much sleep as you cared constantly for your daughter beside you.
“I’m exhausted,” you sighed, leaning back against the sofa, “when do you start catching up on sleep again after giving birth?”
Jinki offered you an understanding smile as he met your eyes, “why don’t you go upstairs and get some sleep for a while? I can take care of Y/D/N by myself.”
“We’re a team, we’re supposed to look after her together,” you panicked, not wanting to leave everything to JInki when he was as tired as you were.
His head shook back across to you, “I wouldn’t offer if I wasn’t alright with taking control of things by myself for a while, take the chance whilst you’ve got it.”
“As long as you’re sure,” you murmured, picking up your phone and getting up from the sofa. “Will you wake me if you have any problems?”
Jinki nodded in reply to you as he glanced at your sleeping daughter just past where you were sat. “Nothing bad is going to happen, it’s only a couple of hours, and you’ll come down feeling much better too.”
“Thank you Jinki, I really appreciate it.”
Key:
A chuckle came from you as you walked into the living room to the squeals of your son, unaware that he had woken up from the nap he’d just had.
“When did you wake up?” You asked your son as Kibum bounced him around gently in his hold to keep him entertained for a while.
At the sound of your voice, Kibum’s head spun around. “Not too long ago, I thought I’d come and sort him, you seemed pretty happy just playing on your phone.”
“It was nice to be able to look through more than four posts before having a baby cry for me,” you admitted as you took a seat on the sofa to watch them both.
Kibum nodded in agreement with you as he shuffled with your son closer towards you. “I’m glad you had a moment to yourself, you’re always so busy.”
“There’s a lot to do,” you smirked as you relaxed back, “even if he doesn’t have a clue about things now, he will one day and see all we do.”
Kibum’s head continued to nod as he understood everything that you said. “I keep telling him how lucky he is to have a mummy like you, but I don’t think he’s quite sure what sort of nonsense I’m on about yet.”
“He’s lucky to have the both of us.”
Minho:
Your body jolted up as you heard a loud crash on the other side of the wall, getting up from your seat and walking to find Minho fighting through the cupboard.
“What are you doing?” You questioned, eyes narrowing as he wrestled the pram out of the cupboard, popping it out for your daughter.
His head snapped to you once he had sorted the pram out. “Y/D/N’s a bit restless so I thought I could take her for a walk for a while and settle her down again.”
“Wait there, I’ll grab my coat,” you told him, only for Minho to call you back when you turned to head up the stairs and fetch your coat and shoes.
His smile was soft as Minho shook his head across at you. “Why don’t you use this time to rest for a little while? You’re always on the go with Y/D/N.”
“Maybe I could do with five minutes to myself, it’s been a little while,” you mumbled as Minho walked past you to get your daughter from her stroller.
Minho quickly nodded in agreement with you, “you stay here and rest for a while, Y/D/N and I will walk down to that coffee shop that you like and see if we can get a takeaway coffee to bring home for you.”
“That sounds like a dream right now.”
Taemin:
A groan came from you as you heard the sounds of your son crying, rubbing the seep out of your eyes as you sat up, only to be pulled straight back down.
“I need to go and see if he’s alright,” you told Taemin as he held you down so that you were resting back against your pillow again.
Once he was sure you’d stay, he sat up and got out of the bed himself. “You’re constantly doing the night shift, I’ll go and make sure he’s alright, you stay here.”
“Are you sure?” You asked Taemin as he reached across to turn one of the lamps on to give him a bit of light as he navigated his way around the landing.
His head nodded in response to you straight away, “you always let me sleep through with work, so now it’s my turn to let you go back to sleep quickly.”
“Thank you,” you called through to Taemin as he began to make his way out of the bedroom, “but if you’re unsure what’s wrong, just call me.”
A chuckle came from Taemin as you still managed to find a way to worry about your son. “I’ve got this under control,” he smirked as he peeked through the door of your son’s bedroom to see him stood in his cot.
When You Get Distant After He Calls You Clingy ~ Xdinary Heroes Reaction
Gunil:
There were several gasps from around the room as Gunil spoke, watching as you stood up and excused yourself from the boys’ studio straight away.
“Y/N, where are you going?” Gunil called out, clueless as to what he’d done wrong. He went to stand up, but Jooyeon pulled him back.
He shot a glare at him, “don’t go after her.”
“You can’t say that she’s clingy and expect her not to get upset,” Seungmin the explained to him, watching as the smile on Gunil’s face dropped. “Did you even realise what you said when you said that just then?”
“I was just joking,” Gunil tried to explain, but the boys’ heads shook back at him, “did you all really think that I was being serious about how I felt?”
“Maybe you should ask Y/N,” Jungsu told him.
“Damn,” Gunil sighed as he placed his head into his hands, “I didn’t even think of what I was saying, I didn’t really mean it.”
“That’s what Y/N needs to know,” Jiseok told him, “maybe you should just give her some time to not be annoyed first.”
“I’ve messed up big time, haven’t I?”
“You can still save it yet.”
Jungsu:
You dropped your phone in a heartbeat as you heard the bedroom door open, desperately trying to convince Jungsu that you were asleep as he entered the room.
“You’ll have to try harder than that,” he told you though as he perched down on the end of the bed and watched you stirring.
Your head shook, “I’ve got nothing to say to you.”
“Well I’ve got something that I’d like to say to you,” Jungsu shrugged as your eyes opened to look at him. “Whether you listen or not is up to you, but I really just need for you to know how much I regret what I said.”
“It’s taken you all this time to decide that you regret what you said?” You asked Jungsu, glancing at the clock to see just how late it was into the night.
“I wanted to give you time,” he responded.
“That was the worst thing that you could’ve said to me,” you informed him, “the last thing I’d ever want to be is clingy to anyone.”
“And you aren’t,” Jungsu insisted with a soft sigh, “I guess I just wanted to hurt you and figured the worst thing to say.”
“I still feel like I need more time, Jungsu.”
“Alright, if that’s what you want.”
Gaon:
A shy smile crept onto Jiseok’s face as he walked through the front door, not expecting to still see you at home, only for you to stand up straight away from the sofa.
“Y/N, please don’t just walk away from me, can we talk?” Jiseok asked you, his voice desperate as he tried his best to call you back.
You slowly spun around, “what’s there to say?”
“A lot,” he quickly told you as you sat down on the sofa, with Jiseok perching on the arm of the sofa beside you. “I mean the first thing that I should say is just sorry, I should’ve never called you clingy like that.”
“Did you really mean it?” You curiously enquired in reply, “have you ever really considered me to be clingy and wanted me to just go away for a little while Jiseok?”
“No, I could never,” he defended back to you.
“I just don’t understand why you’d say it then,” you admitted, “something somewhere must have made you want to say it to me.”
“My own stupidity?” Jiseok asked himself with a faint chuckle. “All I can say is sorry for saying something so idiotic.”
“It definitely was pretty stupid of you.”
“I can’t argue with that Y/N.”
O.de:
The feeling of your arms untangling his from around you made Seungmin’s heart sink, finally realising just how upset you were by the comments he had made.
“You don’t need to do this, you know you’re not clingy,” Seungmin tried to tell you, but your head shook back to him in response.
You sighed softly, “I don’t want to risk it.”
“Y/N,” Seungmin whispered as he tried once again to move his arms around you, only for you to this time take a step away from Seungmin to be out of his reach. “How long are you going to carry this on for?”
“Until I’m confident that I’m really not clingy in your opinion,” you spoke, “and not feeling like you’re just saying I’m not clingy because you know you messed up.”
“I really do mean it,” Seungmin insisted.
“I can’t believe you…not just yet anyway,” you softly told Seungmin, knowing that you too were upsetting him with your comments.
“If that’s really how you feel,” Seungmin caved, holding his hands up innocently. “I’ll give you some space until you’re ready.”
“I can’t just be alright after this Min.”
“I understand, I was cruel to you.”
Jun Han:
The sigh that came from Hyungjun was loud as you immediately stepped away from him once you had said your goodnights to the rest of the boys in the dorm.
“So now you’re going to pretend like you’ve got a problem with me?” Hyungjun asked you, shaking his head across at you in disbelief.
Your eyes went wide, “I’ve always had a problem.”
“Maybe saying that you can be clingy wasn’t exactly the right choice of words,” Hyungjun admitted with a shrug, “but why smile at me back in the living room just to blank me now that we’re alone again?”
“Because unlike you, I don’t think it’s fair to argue with you in front of your friends,” you challenged, “they didn’t deserve to watch us argue and see me strop with you in there.”
“Where do we go from here?” Hyungjun asked.
“For me? The only place I’m going is home,” you informed him as you began to collect up your belongings, “I don’t feel welcome here.”
“Y/N, it’s late, you can’t go home now,” Hyungjun tried to tell you, but you refused to listen as you moved around the room.
“I can’t stay here with you Hyungjun.”
“I’ll take the sofa in that case.”
Jooyeon:
His smile was faint as Jooyeon looked across to see you sat on the sofa, taken aback to see that you were still at home and not as far away from him as possible.
“I thought that you would’ve been at your parents,” Jooyeon told you as he tentatively walked past you and took a seat in the room.
Your head shook, “this is where I live, right?”
“Of course,” Jooyeon agreed, left unsurprised by the bitterness that was still in your voice after what he had said to you earlier in the day. “I just want to be able to tell you how sorry I am Y/N what I said to you.”
“You can’t just apologise and expect things to be alright,” you warned Jooyeon, “you really hurt me to even suggest that I might have ever been clingy towards you.”
“You’re right to be annoyed,” he told you.
“That’s kind of you to say,” you sarcastically responded, shaking your head at Jooyeon, “it’s nice for you to decide how I feel.”
“I’m trying to put things right Y/N,” Jooyeon tried to get you to see, “can’t you at least try and see how sorry I am.”
When He Asks You To Give Him A Massage ~ Seventeen Hip Hop Unit Reaction
S.Coups:
You looked to Seungcheol in confusion as he positioned himself in between your legs on the floor, jolting his shoulders up and down. He shook them out, rolled them around too, all whilst knowing you were watching.
“You’re not very subtle,” you pointed out to him, “I know exactly why you’re sat here and what you want from me too.”
“Then why don’t you hurry and give me a massage then?”
“Why should I?” You couldn’t help but joke.
“Y/N,” Seungcheol dragged out, tilting his head back and pouting up at you, “can’t you just help me out this once…it hurts.”
After a few moments of winding Seungcheol up, you finally caved and began massaging over the top of his shoulders. “You know there are plenty of professionals out there who can do this for you too, Seungcheol.”
“I do,” he smiled, “but they’re nowhere near as good as you, they don’t take care of me the way that you care for me.”
“Sometimes you know all the right things to say.”
Wonwoo:
A chuckle came from you as Wonwoo reached behind for your hands, lifting them up and placing them against the top of your head. Your head shook, knowing what he was hinting at from you straight away.
“You want a massage?” You quizzed, peering over Wonwoo’s shoulder and taking a look at him as he nodded in reply to you.
“There’s so much stress in this little head of mine now.”
“You’re too stressed Wonwoo,” you scolded.
“I know,” he whispered, nuzzling into your fingertips as you began to squeeze over the top of his head and through his hair.
You were careful with your movements, making sure not to hurt Wonwoo or stress him out even more. “Why don’t you close your eyes if you’re tired and get a little bit of rest?” You suggested, watching him closely.
“Maybe that wouldn’t be the worst idea,” Wonwoo agreed as he made himself more comfortable laying before you.
“I’ll stay here and keep massaging for a while.”
Mingyu:
You didn’t quite know what to do as you found yourself straddling Mingyu’s back after he asked you if you could give him a massage. It was a position you’d never found yourself in before, quickly feeling flustered.
“You just want a massage, right?” You asked Mingyu, a gulp running down your throat as you noticed the definition in his back.
“Just at the top would be perfect, it’s a little bit sore.”
“Sure I can do this,” you murmured to yourself.
“You’re not shy, are you?” Mingyu questioned, overhearing you mumbling to yourself as you tried to find some confidence.
You didn’t realise quite how loud you were as you hummed in reply to Mingyu, beginning to massage over the top of his back. “How do you expect me to be this alright when you look this good and I’m this close to you?”
“You don’t have to do this if it’s going to make you nervous,” Mingyu assured you, the smirk on his face wide as he spoke.
“I’m here now, I might as well help you out.”
Vernon:
You struggled to hold back your laughter as Vernon continued to stretch his leg out in front of you after accidentally pulling his calf muscles during the boys’ rehearsal, the pain etched upon his face clearly.
“Are you alright?” You asked Vernon as you kept your eyes firmly on him, “you don’t look like you’re having a good time right now.”
“Can you help me? I really need to loosen it up a bit.”
“You want me to massage it?” You offered.
“If you don’t mind,” Vernon smiled, taking a seat on your bed. “It’s just killing me, I feel like I can hardly walk anymore.”
Vernon turned onto his back so that your hands could begin massaging over his calf, digging in tightly to loosen it up. “What did you even do to end up injuring yourself this badly?” You asked him with a laugh.
“I can’t say, it’s far too embarrassing to admit to you,” Vernon huffed into the pillow, “although I’m sure the boys will share.”
“I might have to give one of them a text after this.”
When He Tucks Your Hair Behind Your Ear For You ~ Enhypen Reaction
Heeseung:
“Having a hard time?” Heeseung asked as he heard you sigh as your hair fell in your way again whilst you tried to work.
“Right now I could just chop all of my hair off,” you grumbled, pushing your laptop away from you momentarily as you felt Heeseung’s figure suddenly appear right behind you.
Without saying a word he leant over and took your hair, bringing it out of your face. “I’ve got an idea that might be able to help you out here.”
“What’s that?” You questioned, only to feel your hair slot in behind your ears, with Heeseung’s hands securing it in place for you.
His smile was wide as his job was done, “your ears might be able to keep it out of your face, right?”
“It could work,” you agreed, feeling Heeseung’s hands slip away and your hair staying in place. “I can’t believe I didn’t think to tuck it behind my ear.”
“That’s just because I’m a genius, I think of all of the solutions always.”
“Of course you are, Hee.”
Jay:
“Y/N, come on,” Jay laughed as he watched you try and spot the strands of hair that were in your way in a battle with the dark.
“I can’t see them to move them,” you huffed, feeling yourself getting sleepier and more frustrated as your hair somehow managed to trick you into a state of confusion.
A pair of hands twirled you around as you came face to face with Jay. “Come here, let me move that bit of hair away for you sweetheart.”
“My hair is stupid,” you mumbled as Jay easily managed to pick up the locks of hair and tuck them behind your ear for you.
He couldn’t help but chuckle as a faint sigh came from you, “it’s alright, you’re just a little sleepy.”
“Very sleepy,” you corrected as you carefully rested your head against Jay’s chest, not wanting to disturb the hair that he had managed to move for you.
“We don’t have to stay up, we can head to bed if you want to?”
“No, I want to stay up with you.”
Jake:
“Sorry,” Jake couldn’t help but laugh as he looked at the state of your hair after walking into the coffee shop with you.
“Is it that bad?” You grumbled, knowing that the wind had caught up your hair, tangling it up and leaving you windswept as you followed behind Jake to try and find a table.
Once you did, Jake sat opposite you, leaning across the table. “It’s not too bad, nothing that can’t be fixed by me just doing a couple of things.”
“What things?” You quizzed, only to feel his hands on either side of your face, tucking your hair behind your ears tightly for you.
A hum came from Jake once he was done, “there, now no one will know you’ve been in the wind.”
“Thank you,” you laughed, using the reflection of the mirror on the wall to check your hair for yourself. “My hair still looks hideous right now though.”
“I think you look great, the wind has certainly added some volume to it.”
“I really want to hit you now.”
Sunghoon:
“They don’t want to go up, do they?” Sunghoon quizzed as he watched the front strands of your hair slip once again.
“They’re too short for my ponytail,” you murmured, tying up the rest of your hair that went into your band. “They’re going to annoy me by hanging like this, I can just sense it.”
Sunghoon walked over to you and took the two strands of hair into his hands, tucking them behind your ear. “What about like this?”
“This could work,” you whispered, relieved to feel them away from your face, not to mention how impressed you were by Sunghoon’s idea to help.
A proud smile crept onto his face, “you just let me know if they start slipping forwards again.”
“How long have you been waiting to be able to tuck my hair behind my ears?” You enquired, picking up on how excited Sunghoon was to be able to help you.
“A while, it’s like one of those scenes that you see in the movies, right?”
“Yeah, it’s just like that.”
Sunoo:
“Sorry,” Sunwoo immediately called out as he felt your eyes glaring across the table at him as your hair dropped again.
“I just want to eat in peace,” you huffed, having to place your chopsticks down again as your fallen hair stopped you being able to bring your food up and into your mouth.
Sunwoo pushed his chair back as he walked around the table to where you were sat. “Let me have a go, I might be able to help you out.”
“It’ll just fall again,” you warned Sunwoo as he tucked your hair behind your ear for you, taking a step back as you picked your food back up again.
As you managed to eat, your eyes met Sunwoo’s. “I told you that I might be able to help you out.”
“Are you just magic or something, that’s unfair,” you mumbled, watching Sunwoo sit down as you managed a second successful mouthful without falling hair.
“I’ve just got the knack for things like this, I’ve figured it all out.”
“Literally, what did you do?”
Jungwon:
“You look adorable,” Jungwon suddenly told you as he took the hair that was in front of your face and tucked it away.
“You always do this,” you laughed, knowing how much of a habit of Jungwon’s it was, nothing making him smile more than being able to tuck your hair behind your ear for you.
Jungwon nodded proudly as he made sure that every strand was tucked behind your ear. “I just think you look so cute with your hair like this.”
“You know it’ll probably end up falling back in front of my face in a minute, don’t you?” You asked, watching Jungwon’s head nod in reply.
He hummed as he continued to meet your eyes, “I’ll be here to just tuck it back again in that case.”
“I had a feeling you’d say that,” you whispered, knowing exactly what Jungwon was like. “You’ll never get bored of tucking it behind for me either, will you?”
“No way, it’s always going to be my favourite thing to do with you.”
“It’s the little things, right Jung?”
Ni-ki:
“Hey, it’s alright,” Riki whispered as he watched your hand wipe underneath your eyes, a shaky breath quickly escaping.
“Sorry,” you hummed in reply, surprising yourself as to how worked up you were getting as you struggled to hold your tears back. “It’s not even like this deserves me getting upset.”
As you wiped your tears a few strands of hair caught Riki’s face, bringing his hand towards you. “Just take a deep breath,” he smiled across to you.
“Thank you,” you nervously giggled as you listened to him, feeling his hand take your hair and delicately tuck it behind your ear.
The corners of his smile turned up even more as he did so, “we don’t want your hair getting damp.”
“That’s very true,” you giggled, allowing Riki to tidy the rest of your hair up too for you. “What would I do without you here to keep me looking presentable?”
“You always look presentable in my opinion, you know that, right?”
His eyes watched you carefully as Seungwoo followed you around the room, hiding behind the corner of the bedroom to catch you.
As you passed Seungwoo he jumped out, making you jump back as his arms wrapped around your waist. “Surprise,” he laughed as your breath hitched in your throat.
“You idiot,” you scolded, trying your best to wrestle out of Seungwoo’s grip, but he was far too strong for you as he kept a hold of you.
“I’m sorry, it was too good of a chance,” he told you.
“Why do you always scare me like that?”
Seungwoo struggled to hold back his laughter as you continued to gasp in surprise. “It’s just so easy for me to scare you, I can’t help myself sometimes.”
“I hate you,” you muttered under your breath, only making the laughter that came from Seungwoo behind you even louder as he got the perfect reaction.
After a few moments an apologetic kiss was placed to the side of your head, “don’t stay mad at me, I didn’t mean to make you jump so bad.”
“You definitely did, I know exactly what you’re like.”
Seungsik:
A squeal came from you as you found yourself being pulled back as you went to walk into the bathroom, feeling yourself hit Seungsik.
He hugged you tightly from behind as you caught your breath from his sudden appearance. “Happy birthday,” he whispered after a few moments, kissing your cheek.
“Thank you,” you laughed as Seungsik trailed several kisses along the top of your shoulder too, “you were still asleep in bed just then.”
“I wanted to get up with the birthday girl,” he joked.
“You’re not leaving my side, are you?”
Seungsik’s head shook proudly in response to you, “I want to spend all day with you so that I can make as many memories as possible on your birthday.”
“I’m interested to hear what you’ve got planned for today,” you chimed, looking back to Seungsik as you tried to get a couple of spoilers out of him for your day.
He knew you better though as he remained tight lipped. “You’ll just have to wait and see, but I promise that you’ll love it.”
“Good, that’s the only thing that matters to me.”
Sejun:
You turned around as you heard the bedroom door opening, knowing that there was only one person it could be as Sejun walked into the room.
He was drawn to you straight away as he noticed you wiping underneath your eyes. “Y/N, are you alright?” He quizzed, walking over and coming up behind you with a hug.
“I’m alright,” you responded, looking away from Sejun as you tried to hide the fact that you had got teary eyed from Sejun as he studied you.
“Do you want to be honest with me now?” Sejun asked.
“It’s nothing, no need to worry.”
His brows furrowed as he carried on watching you, “there must be something going on if you’ve got upset, I can tell that you’ve been crying Y/N.”
“Don’t worry,” you tried to tell Sejun again, but his head shook as he squeezed tightly around your frame, determined to get to the bottom of what was upsetting you.
A soft sigh came from him as he tried once again, “don’t shut me out Y/N, just talk to me, whatever it is I can help you out, right?”
“It’s not that big of a deal, I guess it’s just work.”
Hanse:
The sound of someone yawning in your ear made you jump as Hanse suddenly appeared behind you, resting in tightly against the crook of your neck.
He knew that you were watching him as you reached back and took a hold of his hand. “I’m so tired,” he grumbled, searching for a little comfort from you to make him feel better.
“Why don’t we head to bed if you’re tired?” You suggested with little left that you needed to do for the day, “then you can get some rest?”
“But will I be able to cuddle you like this in bed?” Hanse enquired.
“I’m sure that we can figure it out.”
A slow nod of the head followed from Hanse as he continued to back hug you as you led him towards the stairs. “Have I ever told you how comfy you are?”
“Now I know you’re definitely tired, you’re being nice to me,” you couldn’t help but tease, even managing to bring a sleepy laugh out of Hanse behind you.
Hanse’s head shook as you reached the bottom step, “I can be nice to you, sometimes, and not only when I want something too.”
“Once or twice you might’ve been nice to me.”
Subin:
You tried to walk past Subin as you noticed him in the room, but he was too quick, snaking his arms around your waist and capturing you against his chest.
You kept staring forwards, not responding to him at all. “I hate when we fight, do you think we can talk and figure this out?” Subin asked you, pressing a kiss against your cheek.
“I guess,” you frowned, still giving very little to Subin as you spoke in a barely audible whisper, “we can’t carry this on forever, can we?”
“I’m sorry for all that I said to you earlier,” Subin quickly told you.
“I’m sorry too, it was uncalled for.”
Slowly you began to relax in Subin’s hold as you broke down the walls that you had up around you. “I probably deserved what you said to me a little bit.”
“It was still mean,” you noted, resting your head back slightly against his shoulder, “I should’ve been the bigger person and just ignored what you said to me.”
Subin smiled as he listened to you scold yourself, “I think we can both agree that we should put this behind us, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, I definitely agree with that idea.”
Byungchan:
A chuckle came from you as Byungchan came up behind you and hugged you as soon as he found you in the room, resting his chin against your shoulder with a smile.
As you looked back to him, Byungchan couldn’t help but laugh too. “I’m so happy to be home, I missed your hugs so much whilst I was on the road,” he whispered to you.
“I missed your hugs more,” you insisted as you rested your hands against Byungchan’s that were against your stomach.
“I just want to stay here all day now,” Byungchan admitted.
“We’ve got things to do though.”
A groan came from him as he pulled you tighter into your chest, “are you sure that all of those boring things can’t wait for another day?”
“As much as I’d like to stay cuddled up with you all day too, we’ve got jobs to do,” you reminded him, “maybe we can stay like this once we’ve got everything done.”
Byungchan reluctantly nodded as you looked back at him again, “were you always this mean to me before I went on the road?”
You couldn’t help but laugh as you watched a fan scurry away, leaving Seonghwa stunned as he stood beside you down the aisle.
“Your face,” you teased, admiring how flustered Seonghwa was by your side.
“That’s going to be trending in ten minutes, I bet,” Seonghwa sighed, his shoulders shrugging as he looked away in the distance.
“It was a chance that you took here.”
A sigh escaped from Seonghwa, frustrated more by the wide grin that was etched upon your face. “You can stop enjoying the fact that I’ve been caught bra shopping with you too, it’s your fault that I’m here.”
“I’m sorry, you’re face right now is just making it impossible for me not to enjoy this.”
“Damn,” he mumbled, “my reputation, ruined.”
Your eyes rolled as Seonghwa murmured, “stop being so dramatic, I bet your fans might even like finding this out.”
“Have you lost your mind?” Seonghwa groaned, nudging your side. “They’re going to know that I’m whipped after this.”
“Well, you shouldn’t lie to your fans.”
Hongjoong:
Questionable eyes looked to Hongjoong in response to the unfamiliar silence that was following you around the aisles of bras.
“Are you alright?” You eventually asked Hongjoong, noticing how nervous he was.
“Me? Yeah…I’m fine,” Hongjoong stuttered, running his hand along his left arm as he tried to distract from his anxiousness.
“You don’t want to be here, right?”
A shy smile crept onto Hongjoong’s face in response to just how well you knew him. “It’s not really a place that I’ve shopped before, it’s not as if I’m much use when you’re the one looking for a bra either, right?”
“You can be a great use to me, why don’t you point out a bra around here that you like?”
“Really?” He quizzed, “you want my help?”
You hummed in reply as you took a hold of Hongjoong’s hand, “in a way these bras are being bought for you too if you think.”
“I guess that’s true,” Hongjoong sniggered. “Well, if you’re asking, there was one that caught my eye on the last aisle.”
“Come and show me which one.”
Yunho:
The sound of a snigger from behind you made you jump, head snapping around to look at Yunho who smiled innocently to you.
“Seriously?” You shrugged, staring at him in disbelief as another snigger came.
“I can’t help it,” he tried his best to explain to you, “it’s just weird to find myself in this position, it’s almost like a dream.”
“A dream to be bra shopping?”
Yunho nodded as you looked cluelessly back across at him, continuing to shop. “I bet if you asked pretty much any guy they would tell you that being here is like some sort of dream of heaven for them Y/N.”
“Sometimes it really scares me to think of the things that you daydream about at times.”
“I’m not that bad,” Yunho laughed, “I think.”
Your head shook as he encouraged you to continue browsing, “I didn’t think bra shopping would give you such a kick.”
“I’m just messing with you,” Yunho suddenly told you, “but it is still a little bit exciting to be around all of these bras.”
“Just stop talking about bras Yunho.”
Yeosang:
Your eyes looked back to try and find Yeosang to get his opinion, only to find him not there, but several metres away from you.
“How can I ask you from over there?” You called out loudly across to him.
“I’m too nervous to get any closer,” Yeosang explained to you in reply, “what’s the right way to act whilst bra shopping?”
“There is no right way to act.”
Yeosang took a few tentative steps towards you, swaying from side to side on his feet. “Do you really want my opinion on a bra? I mean you’re the one that’s going to end up wearing it, aren’t you?” He questioned.
“You’re the one who’s going to see me in it though, you’ve got to like it as well Yeosang.”
“Yeah,” he hummed, “that one’s great Y/N.”
You quickly raised a questionable glance back across to him, “are you just saying that so that we can get out of here?”
“I might be,” Yeosang cheekily grinned, surprised at how quickly you had managed to suss him out, “was I really that obvious?”
“You’re never able to lie to me.”
San:
The smirk that was on San’s face caught your attention as soon as you walked past him, noticing how much he was enjoying himself.
“Stop looking so gleeful to be around bras,” you scolded in a whisper to him.
“Sorry, I can’t help it,” San innocently replied to you, holding his hands up in the air. “How else do you expect me to act here?”
“Maybe you could just be normal.”
A shake of the head came from San as he continued to look around. “There is just no way that any guy can ever be normal when they’re around this many bras, it’s like you’re giving me an impossible task.”
“I knew I should’ve come shopping by myself today, you’re so embarrassing right now San.”
“I’m not,” he chuckled, “I’m just enjoying myself.”
Your eyes rolled as he gripped at your waist, “people are staring at the two of us wondering who that weird guy is.”
“I’m not weird,” San whispered into your ear, pressing a kiss against your cheek to try and bring a smile to your face.
“You really are just impossible today.”
Mingi:
You looked to Mingi in bemusement as he took a step closer towards you, shyly positioning himself as close to you as he could.
“What’s wrong?” You asked him, allowing him to take a hold of your hand.
“I think a few fans just spotted me,” Mingi whispered into your ear, “this is going to spread like wildfire on social media.”
“You’re not doing anything wrong.”
Mingi shyly looked around as he made sure that there was no one else around looking for him. “People are going to know that I come bra shopping with you, all sorts of rumours will probably start now.”
“Do you need me to stand up for you and make sure they know what you were doing?”
“No,” Mingi chuckled, “you’ll make things worse for me.”
Your eyes widened at his response, “I was trying to be nice to you, but maybe I’ll drag this out even longer for you now.”
“Please don’t,” Mingi pleaded desperately, “I promise I’ll be nice as long as we can buy a bra and get out of here quickly.”
“You’re really hating this, aren’t you?”
Wooyoung:
A scoff came from you as Wooyoung walked across to you with several bras in his grip and a mischievous smile on his face.
“Why have you got all of them?” You sighed, shaking your head across at him.
“They’re for you,” Wooyoung shrugged as if it were obvious, “I picked out all the ones I thought would suit you.”
“You’ve picked out most of them.”
Wooyoung nodded proudly as you began to look through the ones that he had selected. “Any that are over your budget, I’ll pay for. It’s impossible for me to pick just one when I think you’ll suit all of them.”
“Is there even room in my wardrobe for all of these Wooyoung, it’ll be packed tight.”
“We can make room,” he assured you, “I’ll help you do it too.”
You struggled to hide your smile as Wooyoung spoke. “You sound pretty eager to make sure I buy all of these.”
“That’s because I am,” Wooyoung proudly responded, “honestly my mind is going into overdrive right now Y/N.”
“Right, that’s too much information.”
Jongho:
Your eyes snapped around as you heard another giggle coming from Jongho, his eyes darting all over the place nervously.
“What was that for?” You asked him, poking at Jongho to get his attention on you.
“I just feel awkward,” Jongho whispered in reply to you, scratching over the top of his head, “I don’t know what to do.”
“Just wait for me to pick one.”
Jongho nodded as you began to look along one of the hangers to try and find your size. “Can you be quick?” Jongho asked you in between yet another chorus of anxious giggles as he watched you browse.
“I’ve never seen you like this before, you’re like a giant kid beside me right now.”
“It’s strange,” he frowned, “I’ve never shopped for bras before.”
Your head shook back across at Jongho, “I’d hope you’ve never shopped for bras too otherwise I’d be questioning you.”
“Maybe next time you need a bra you can take your friends instead,” Jongho suggested, “I’m not cut out for bra shopping.”
hello hello!! firstly thank you for all the birthday wishes for yesterday. just a little life update, my time to write is really limited rn so my to-do list is looking vv empty but with holiday season coming up i’ve got much more time...therefore, i’m going to open requests back up properly for the next 3 weeks whilst i’ve got a lot more time on my hands.
soooo...any requests?? please feel free to send them in <3333
