hi! this is my first time requesting so i’m sorry if this is confusing — but i was wondering if i could request a (romantic) dream x female or gn reader and dream ‘catches’ the reader wearing his knit cat hat and dream just melts and becomes really fluffy and cuddly <3
His knit cat hat is adorable and I want one
Pairing: CC!Dream x Gn!Reader
His Hat
Really, you don't even think about it until it's too late. His hat was there, you were going outside into the cold, and you just grabbed it. By the time you realize what hat it was, you're already outside. And it's just so goddamn cozy.
So, you keep it on. Just for the quick trip to the store then back. It wasn't like he'd ever find out, right? And besides, if he did catch you wearing his hat, he'd probably just tell you to get your own. Maybe ban you from taking his stuff again, but nothing extreme.
As you slip off your shoes in the entryway you completely forget that you're wearing his hat. It's one of those cozy hats, light on your head. It's also slightly too big, but that just adds to the appeal.
You head into the kitchen, depositing the microwave popcorn you bought into a cabinet. Movie night was serious business and you had been tasked with snack duty for this one. Among your haul were peanut M&M's, sour gummy worms, and skittles. Only the best candies for your movie nights.
"What'd you get?" Dream asks, making you jump. You hadn't even heard him approach!
"Snacks for movie night." You answer, turning around to find him in the doorway.
He's looking slightly above you, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion before realizing you forgot to take off his hat. Shit. You knew he wouldn't be mad but getting banned from taking his clothes wasn't on your agenda for the day.
"You're wearing my cat hat." He points out.
"Sorry." You laugh nervously, taking it off and setting it on the counter. Your hair’s probably a mess because of it. "It was the first hat I grabbed."
"Don't be sorry." He immediately says, crossing the kitchen to you. "You look good in it."
Your cheeks immediately flush as he grabs the hat and situates it on your head. He's overly careful not to push it into your eyes or mess up your hair, bringing a sort of sweetness to the moment. His eyes are soft, focused on you.
"There." He hums, satisfied with him himself. “You should keep it on.”
“I should?” You ask, very confused. You thought Dream would be a little upset you stole his hat.
“Yeah. I told you it looks good on you. I like seeing you in my hat.”
He ducks his head to kiss you, hands briefly ghosting over your waist before he pulls away again. You smile at him before turning back to organizing the snacks. His arms loop around you, head settling atop yours for a moment as he watches.
"What?" You ask. He's being more touchy than usual; something has to be going on.
Dream pulls away, making you turn back to him. He doesn’t go far though, entwining his hand in yours and gently tugging you into the living room. The snacks are left abandoned as you follow him.
“Come watch football with me.” He insists.
"You'll have to explain all the rules and flags to me again." You warn him, but don't try and resist.
The second you're both on the couch he's pulling you closer to him so he can wrap an arm around your shoulders while you curl into him. You recognize one of the football teams as the Oklahoma Sooners, the one he likes. He presses a kiss to your shoulder, staring at the screen.
"They have to make it ten yards or else the ball goes to the other team." Dream quietly explains.
It's probably the fifth time you've heard him explain this exact thing, but you just keep forgetting. Football is confusing, and it's hard to pay attention when you're cuddling with him. Dream is always a welcome distraction from anything.
"You're being awfully touchy." You point out, moving to run your hand through his hair to tame the unruly curls. They're adorable but always a mess. “Not that I mind.”
He grins at you. "What can I say? You look really good in my hat."
"Maybe I'll buy one then."
Dream immediately frowns and shakes his head before his expression shifts more into a pout. The quick emotion change makes you laugh. Sometimes he can be a little dramatic, but you love him.
"You look good in my hat." He repeats, emphasizing his words.
"So I can only wear your cat hat?"
"Exactly."
Who could've thought that stealing his hat, accident or not, would've been the second-best thing you ever did? Second only to dating him in the first place, of course.
Dream kisses you again, making you practically melt into him. Now that you've found his secret weakness, you're definitely going to be using it. The great Dream, felled by you wearing his knit cat hat.
"You missed a touchdown." You mumble against his lips, teasing.
He doesn't even look back at the TV. "Better than missing a second of you."
↳ a/n: i just felt like writing angst. don't get me wrong, i love all the smut and fluffy eddie fanfics but a girl needs to get sad sometimes :')
also forgive me if there are inaccurate points in this story, I'm not really familiar with what life is in america and i just based it off in what i've seen in medias 😅
pls take note that english is not my first language and there might be incorrect spellings or grammar, feel free to correct me. enjoy!!
↳ summary: a drunken confession doesn't always end up the way they do in movies.
↳ warning/s: angst, language, alcohol, mentions of vomit, not proofread
↳ pairings: eddie munson x fem!reader, robin/nancy/steve x platonic!reader
↳ word count: 4.1k
It was a tragic event in some point of your life the moment you started to see Eddie more than a best friend. His doe brown eyes more prominent as the orange hue of sunlight seeps its way on his irises, and while no one pays attentions into this —not that its a very urgent matter to have the pattern of his eyes etched into memory— you watch in awe and savor the image as something only you get to have a privilege to daydream about at nights, or more accurately, every seconds of your life. While you unfortunately don't have the angle to stare at his eyes, it was a very good thing that Eddie Munson happens to have the perfect shade of lips to also gawk at. You watch as his lips move in different ways depending on whatever words come out of his mouth, and what really makes you shiver into core is the way he wets his lips in mannerism, this man have little to no idea with how you're down bad for him, you get so lost in it that even Eddie stops midway of the conversation to shake you off your thoughts, having realized that you were no longer listening by the way you just stopped fidgeting, but his very oblivious behavior thankfully didn't realize his best friend was fantasizing about his lips.
You had first befriended Eddie wayback in middle school, his weird personality drew you into him. You could say he was a rare type of person, while there's literally a hundred carbon copies of bullies, know-it-alls, girls who only dress to impress and blah blah blah. Not once did you find anyone who's like Eddie, sure there were some who may be similar to him in some type of way, but it was the vibe that makes him so special to others. And you had no intent of befriending someone like him just to fill that empty gap if in case your friendship goes downhill. Surprisingly, Eddie thought of you the same, and that's where both of you clicked off and were inseparable since then, despite your growing reputation in Hawkins high by joining the cheerleader team, not once did you try to save yourself from evil glares by avoiding Eddie. The rest of the cheerleader team did not take this too kindly and even went as far as to convince you that he's no good news with evidence from- well. rumors. It had you laughing internally, surely with your friendship with him, you know him more than the rest in the school campus, or let alone Hawkins at that. You paid no mind though, and you were also grateful to have Chrissy —your friend aside from Eddie— there by your side and even she disagreed with the students' hatred towards Eddie and the rest of his Club, seeing it only as them being ignorant having grown up with a boring and scarily brainwashed from their religious family that everything unusual are already deemed as something satanic.
It was the last week of your senior year in Hawkins High, a place not so pleasant as it is filled with bustling crowds, loud noises and whatever type of sounds you can imagine, but to say you won't miss your time there would be an understatement. After all, Hawkins High did help you become who you are today, preparing you with social conflicts that you may come across one day. It felt good to be finally out on your own, sure you still have to survive more years in college but the difference was you were out of this cursed town and hopefully you won't have a sudden change of heart to return here for whatever reason. Plus not to mention, you're getting your own place at least close to whatever university accepts you but the never ending dream of moving to florida had not once changed as you grew older and older, it was annoying having to put up with your relatives bickering and pestering your passion just because they don't see you fit to live in an environment such as 'florida' and that one day you'd get over that phase. Imagine the scowl on their faces when they realize that that dream never left you.
Deep down in your very tenacious nature, an evanescent crack that lay unmoving in the middle of your heart divided into two, the other side enraptured with your endless yearning for success and the other solely preserved for Eddie —a haunting thought of staying in Hawkins engrossed your mind overtime whenever your thoughts of him and what could've been and the future of your education aligns in a specific run of time. Then comes with it is a heavy weight feeling of vacillation that has left you staring at your ceiling in the middle of the night. Though it may be a very disrespectful guess, you were unsure if Eddie's time to graduate was this year. Considering he was still the same inconsiderate person as the last year having repeated the words 'this is my year' as he spoke with much enthusiasm, where it just ended just the same with him in the same grade level for the past two school years. An eternity cycle that not only plagued his life but yours as well.
This week was mostly filled with stressful endeavors but the results of the exam that had just happened the day before was ultimately excellent, your hard work paying off and it was a sigh of relief when the one and only Steve Harrington offered to celebrate your success by throwing a party in which you almost declined if it had not been of the details that only your circle of friends were invited which included; Robin, Eddie, Nancy, Dustin, Mike, Lucas and Max which was pretty small for a party but it didn't matter though. A huge crowd would have had you clutch your head in a buzzing pain from a never ending chattering.
The gathering had started about thirty minutes ago and you were confident it won't end in an hour or so the next, hell, even it feels like all of you would stay at the Harrington's until tomorrow considering that Steve's parents are away for what you recalled him mentioning for two or a few more weeks. Obviously the younger ones were stripped off the privilege of drinking an alcohol, not only because it's illegal or all of the responsible adults would get to experience the fury of their respective guardians but mainly because you didn't want to clean up after their mess, especially if it would be the first time they've drunk off their asses. First ones would usually end in disasters.
You had been meaning to ask Eddie about his score in the current exam, seeing as you didn't have the chance to hang out with him due to your determination in passing. He had declined your offer to study with him, using the 'my uncle needs me to help with his work' as an excuse along with a very translucent lie with a 'I'll make time to study, don't worry'. You had contemplated arguing with him but decided against it, bickerings with Eddie about small things would sometimes end up with both of your communication cut off until the other had the nerve to apologize first and you'd continue being the best friends you both are as if you weren't about to strangle each other to death a few days earlier.
Either way, even with doubts you believed Eddie and his speech once in the cafeteria before spring break was spoken much with pride in his voice, his words planted deep in its roots that he was sure of the outcome as it blossoms.
Before you know it, you are brought back from the draining thoughts of the finals by Steve's booming voice;
"Alright, I'm gonna get another bottle of beer,"
Right, you had forgotten you were engaged in a conversation with Robin, Nancy and Steve. If only Eddie had arrived here earlier you wouldn't have drifted far off your mind. Luckily, the three of them didn't seem to notice the distant look in your eyes.
"You want one, y/n?" Steve added, a wary look on his face. Nancy and Robin who were now occupied in each other's exchange were mindless to Steve's change of tone as he turned to you.
"Yeah sure." You said. Aware that this would be the fourth bottle for the night. The longing for a certain dark haired metal head didn't seem to sink deeper in the alcohol that you had consumed, a possibility of him not arriving put a hole in your chest that made you sad.
Steve's retreating figure disappeared into the entrance of his house, the chattering and yelling of the kids playing dungeons and dragons inside along with the cackle of firewood burning mixed with the gossiping of two of your friends immersed you into a hypnotic tranquility of your mind. Before you knew it, an approaching step behind you had doubled, indicating that it wasn't only Steve returning with a new bottle of beer in his hands. He reached his hand on the left of your shoulder, using the cold and wet bottle to tap you thrice in which you accepted without diverting your gaze away from the grass beneath your green converse.
"Hey, look who's here." Steve along with Eddie entered your line of sight as they sat in the chair just at an angle where you can see their faces clearly. All the five of you sat in a circle, on your left was Robin, beside her was Nancy, an empty chair, Steve and then Eddie next to him making him beside you on your right.
Your eyes widened in delight as your long awaited friend fortunately didn't bail out on your little party. He turned to offer you a smile. The smell of a cheap cologne along with the lingering remnants of nicotine sticking on to his clothes greeted you with a comforting familiarity.
"I thought you weren't gonna come." You told him, returning a smile. You leaned forward to show interest in a conversation with him.
"And miss all the fun? hell nah, besides I get to see a familiar pretty face here."
His words had made you blush, an overwhelming feeling deep inside you made your heart beat in an abnormal pace, you were sure it's gonna burst right then and there. Eddie who moved closer too scrunched his face in a dawning heed that the beer Steve had recently passed onto you wasn't exactly the first you drank tonight. The way your eyes are almost in a half close position and how you were on a verge of struggling with your words hinted that he was in fact right about his assumptions and not to mention —how your breath smells like beer. Eddie wished he had arrived sooner, maybe he could've helped your alcohol consumption. It sounded hypocritical especially with his behaviors regarding the substance but Eddie is exactly the type of person who would think others are more important than his own life, and he cares for you deeply.
"Did you drink too much?" He turned his head on his right side, just right when Steve finished taking a sip of the already half filled liquid in his hand.
"Don't look at me man, I'm as worried as you but I'm sure she'll manage." Steve gave you a nod.
Silently thanking him, you raised a hand to give him a thumbs up.
"'Ight, as long as you don't puke all over me and say stupid shit like the last time." Eddie laughed, sending you once again in a heavenly bliss somewhere in the back of your mind where you had embedded every detail of his laugh and smile. A burning desire to getting what you want —him— had consumed all your doubts and all it took for you to finally say the word was if everything had vanished in the space around you and all that's left was his presence that you couldn't get tired of.
The heat from the bonfire added a feeling of warmth on your cheeks, it had made the words seem to stuck and left undelivered in your occupied mind. Robin who was oblivious to her heroic interference had you internally sigh in relief, saving you for what could become an awkward staring session as to seeing Eddie kept his gaze on you.
"You guys wanna play that dumb game truth or dare?" She slurred.
"Why not." Nancy shrugged in agreement beside her.
"Really? that's so childish," Steve chirped.
All three of them diverted their gaze on both you and Eddie, waiting for your response.
"Sure why not." Eddie who now unfortunately doesn't have his attention on you, said.
"Okay, yeah. Sure." You cleared your throat. Already missing a certain someone's eyes on you even though it had made you nervous.
"See Steve? It looks like you're the only kill joy around here." Robin chuckled.
"Oh shut up, since you suggested it, you play first." Steve grumbled, though a bit annoyed with Robin, he can't help but let out a light laugh.
It was nights like these that had made you sulk in despair as the thought of never coming back to Hawkins comes back to visit your mind again. How probably this will be the last time you'll ever see them again, that there's no one the same as Robin's cheerful personality with great humor. Nancy's ability to illuminate even the darkest room as she saunters into one. Steve's cunning mind and determination to help those who he cares about and most importantly Eddie. The first person that made you love living in Hawkins the moment you and your family moved years ago. Not only was he good at making a fool out of you in a joking way but he was also a very nice person, despite what people spread rumors about him. That was one of the things you admired about Eddie, his talent at not letting simple words get to him, not once did he let it affect the way he is. No matter what, Eddie was still the very thing that made you like him. Hell, he even has a great taste in music.
"Okay, y/n can start asking me truth or dare and then me then Nancy, Steve and then Eddie and so on until we're bored out of our mind."
"m'kay, Robin, truth or dare?" You started.
"Dare." She replied, a brave look present on his face which caused the little group to break out into snickers.
"Okay, I dare you to say the most horrifying thing you could think of to the next person." All the rest of you didn't miss the dry look overcoming Robin's face as she dropped the winning smirk previously.
"Oh god, I should've chosen truth, damn it." A few seconds passed by and Robin turned to Nancy, having already thought of what she'll tell her. But not before saying;
"I hope you'll still talk to me after this Nance." which resulted in all of you laughing.
The game continued for minutes, there was an uncomfortable atmosphere then, some truths that made your tiny circle fall into a stomach wrenching laughter that had you gasping for air. While there were a sudden pause in the game now and then where either one of you stood up to offer to bring in more drinks and before you know it, you're on your fifth bottle for the night. Your vision fogging now and then, an unnecessary laughter for whatever memory came into your mind and a very warm feeling in your chest as the world seemed to spin faster.
"So, y/n, truth or dare?" Eddie asked, with his fourth beer for the night placed in his hands, the ring on his fingers making noises as it clashed with the bottle.
"Truth." You blurted out without a second thought, your mind fuzzy, head leaned back as it rests on the top of the chair's backrest, eyes half closed. The nauseating feeling starts to consume you, in hopes of it disappearing, you ignored the bubbling in the back of your throat.
"Among these people in the group circle, who would you date?" And as if Eddie turned on a switch with his words, you lurched forward with your right hand flying to cover your mouth.
"Oh my god, she's gonna vomit!" Robin yelled.
Your feet dragged you inside Steve's house, already making your way to his bathroom. Surprisingly, you were able to hold what was about to come out of your mouth. You hurriedly lifted the toilet cover, and as if on queue, you retch the contents of your stomach on the white ceramic.
Unbeknownst to you, Eddie didn't waste any second as he followed you throughout the house, and as you hunched over the toilet, he rested his hand on your back in a comforting manner.
"Told you to go slow." He said, worry in his voice.
You relaxed from the warmth radiating off his palms, even with the thick coat of your hoodie did not blockade it from easing you. Though you already felt the silent rumble of your stomach indicating that you were going to throw up no more, comes with a thudding headache that makes you close your eyes as if trying to make it go away. Your hand managed to flash the toilet, as the other went to wipe the excess vomit on your mouth.
Eddie, who had noticed you struggling, put his hands on either side of your waist to help you stand up. Guiding you to the sink. The moment was silent, except for the running tap and the snoring of the kids downstairs. Even with your mind out of nowhere, you couldn't ignore the growing tension between you and Eddie. Feeling his eyes on you in front of the mirror, you refused to look up.
"Hey, you feel better now?" Eddie whispered.
"Yes." You said plainly and rather quickly, afraid that you wouldn't have it in you to shut up once the words you've always wanted him to know start flowing out of your mind. You started to move, mainly trying to avoid the now awkward atmosphere. Your definitive demeanor to escape the interaction had made you forget you could barely walk, you stumbled forward, but luckily Eddie managed to hold either side of your shoulders to steady you.
Unconsciously, you raised your eyes to look at him through your eyelashes, and then the alcohol had made your thoughts inevitable from being kept out of its cage called your mind. Before you know it, your brain stood frozen and in its authorization in controlling the words coming out of you seemed to have been replaced by your heart.
"You're really pretty, Eddie." You slurred, and if it couldn't get any worse, you continued;
"It's you," Eddie frowned his face in confusion,
"You asked if I could date anyone in the circle. It's you Eddie. I like you." The confession was a moving hurricane and as always, with it comes a raging storm as the faucet turned somewhere back in your head and tears pooled in the corner of your eyes, and as it becomes too much, the first tear cascaded down your cheeks making contact with the cold tiles of Steve's dimly lit bathroom, your irises darkened as the realization of what happened had swallowed your gaping heart, hopelessly clinging unto the man situated in front of you.
Eddie reached to wipe the tears in your cheeks, a look on his face you couldn't quite read. But it was not a good one.
"You're drunk, y/n. Come, let's get you to bed." Eddie tugged your arm as he turned around, missing the hurtful emotion that washed you. He stopped when you didn't budge.
"I'm so sorry, Eddie." You started sobbing, hating the way you felt pathetic. Diverting your gaze on the dirty spot of your converse, anything to look at but the empty gaze of his brown eyes.
"I shouldn't have asked that stupid question." He spoke. His eyes are looking away from your figure. Confused by the way it sounded, not sure if he was mourning with your grieving heart or disgusted by your revelation, you gained the courage to look at him. But right now, Eddie was a closed book, the cover page worned out by time that the title itself was indistinct.
"Eddie-"
"Y/n, I- You don't like me, you just can't. I don't have it in me to be dishonest to you." He paused, and for a moment you could see a hint of hesitation as he opened his mouth but closed it with a sigh. Eddie turned his back on you, making it impossible to even see through him. Even though you could see the reflection of his side profile, you refused to look away from his back, afraid of what emotion you'll be seeing.
Eddie felt sorry for you, and he wishes that what just happened in the past few minutes was a nightmare and that he had fallen asleep with his drunk self. The sniffles echoing through the bathroom had enclosed him off his thoughts of convincing himself that this isn't gonna be the way your friendship was gonna end just because you had decided you'd fallen for him. There was a hesitation in what he's about to tell you, willingly lying to himself that he too reciprocated your feelings towards him which ends up with you happy, but then his mind drifted off to Chrissy. The girl that has sent him to cloud nine the past few days you were off ro God-knows-where. He wasn't going to give that up because he cherished what was between you two.
With sympathy laced on his tone, Eddie managed to utter, "I don't like you that way, y/n."
It took seven words to completely skip a painful beat of your heart, but your fragile mind at the moment had sworn it had heard it break into millions of pieces. Eddie hadn't missed the hitch in your cries as it stopped the moment he said those words. Turning back to face you, he frowned at the sight of you.
Feeling the need to say anything, you squeaked through your tighten throat, "s'okay Eddie." refusing to meet his brown eyes you've grown accustomed to.
"Y/n I-" He reached to put a hand on your shoulder, but retreated when he saw you back away.
"I think you should just go." Eddie took note of the crack in your voice, the close proximity had prevented him from not hearing everything coming out of you. A rush of guilt started to eat him away.
"Are you sure-" He tried.
"I SAID GO!" You snapped. Feeling another wave of hot tears about to escape your eyes. It was not that you were mad at him, but you hated the way he's giving you pitying looks.
Not wanting to upset you any further, Eddie fought his lingering thoughts of going against you and encase you between his arms right there, reassuring you and apologizing for why he didn't have to fall for you the way he did. So he did what he usually hated to do and left you without giving you another glimpse.
A flourishing paradox that birthed by the annihilation of both you and Eddie's friendship —though had left a missing piece inside both of you— had seemed to pull you in deeper than him. The comforting free fall had you gasping for that empty void in order to feel nothing at your current situation, clinging on to that rope that had you come into a conclusion that it'll be easier to grieve your dying cold heart that way. Not only had you lost yourself the moment Eddie escorted his way out from the room but you had also lost the sole reason for staying at Hawkins, which you had once thought was a good thing. You mentally shook yourself in despair for destroying what treasure could be worth more, years of built up memories had ended up only because you let your heart take over for once.
What was once a delightful sight to think of— you would never look at Eddie's brown eyes the same way again. The very last memory of it was a hurtful peer dawning upon you as it realized that its owner had not even once felt the same way as you do.
a/n: i might write a part two depending on the result of this fanfic :))
warnings: implied relationship abuse (nothing specific, but implied to be mental and potentially physical) for reader + the aftermath of that (anxiety n whatnot) + a therapy mention. ask for additional warnings to be added.
daisy’s notes: this feels not good but it’s genuinely not meant to be as in-depth as i would want tbh. take a mingyu fic.
summary: you don’t believe in love anymore. kim mingyu is set on changing that.
Mingyu was a friend of a friend. You met his roommate, Wonwoo, through a local book club that became a drag fairly early on. The two of you spent one too many meetings pushing any conversation, and one day you pitched the idea to him that the two of you should just ditch it and stay friends. He’d been a little surprised by the remark, but agreed easily enough. Things were boring, after all, and you were probably the only person there he’d want to keep in contact with afterward. The two of you would pick a book, read it throughout the week, and usually meet up at one or the other’s apartments to have a chill conversation with snacks. Pretty early on you ended up meeting Mingyu.
Who, in stark contrast to Wonwoo, was one of the loudest people you’d ever met. But that was okay. He was fun to talk to and friendly as he could be, and also the snacks he made for your meeting were fucking bomb and you were happy to let him cook anytime he felt like it despite the fact he never partook in any discussions (sometimes he piped in if he knew something about the material, but you learned that he was typically too busy with his job in a restaurant to actively read as much as you and Wonwoo did). Ultimately, things were pretty chill.
You were just hanging out with the two of them when the topic came up. Mingyu had turned his question onto you, and you had shrugged.
➵ kea’s note : hey guys ! this is my first svt post hehe hope u guys like it <33 super fluffy and a bit of angst maybe ?? lol
mingyu just got out of the shower after a long day at work, spotting you sleeping soundly on the bed with your phone still on your hands. he smiled to himself as he shook his head, walking over to you before slowly pulling the phone away from your hands and placing it on the nightstand.
he really appreciates how you always wait for him even though you also just comes back home from work a few hours before him, but mingyu can’t help but feel guilty because of how late he always comes home. he knows that you already talked about being totally fine with it because it’s work and you both need it to be able to fend for one another.
mingyu also appreciates how you put so much trust in him. he knows that it’s the key to a healthy relationship— not that he doesn’t trust you as much as you do but sometimes he just wish that you won’t feel like you have to wait for him every single night because he knows you’re tired from your work too.
turning on the night light, he walked over to the bathroom door to turn the lights off before carefully laying down beside you. mingyu turned to his side so that he’s facing you. the night light illuminating your face and just can’t help but notice how pretty and peaceful you looked.
mingyu made sure that you weren’t cold so he adjusted the duvet over your body, the movement making you stir and groan. your eyes slowly opened, grogginess evident in your face as the night light made it hard for you to see. “hi.. I’m sorry I woke you up.” you felt a hand caressing your hair and mingyu’s low voice.
comfort suddenly draped over you, scooting over towards him and wrapping your hands around his waist as you buried your head in his chest. it didn’t take long for sleepiness to take over you again after you heard mingyu’s voice once again, “goodnight, my love. sleep tight.”
mingyu placed a soft kiss on your forehead before dozing off to sleep.
I know you haven’t watched season 4 yet, but how about a fluffy little blurb about steve and the reader being cutesy and all that shit… or maybe even some mutual pining and teasing from robin or nancy or something like that…
i just miss your steve content
hmmmm, I haven’t written for steve in a while, but it feels good to be back. I apologize if this is kind of short and all over the place, I’m more than a little rusty, and getting ready to dip my toes back into the hunky harrington waters…
pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader
word count: 1.4k
warning(s): some swears, no spoilers for season 4 :)
quick a/n: I have no idea what this is, but enjoy this little blurb that has nothing to do with any of the stranger things plot lines whatsoever…
“Oh please.” Robin’s tone is so dismissive, dripping in annoyance as her hand waves in disgust, that you almost flinch. “You and I both know that Dustin and I are only here because you can’t handle the tension between you and Steve.”
“Robin. That’s not—“
She scoffs, loudly cutting you off. “You’re afraid of what will happen if the two of you are alone.”
You puff out a breath of air. “Am not.” You pout like a petulant child, eyes wide and posture defensive.
You feel immature, and okay, maybe it’s because that’s how you’re acting, but you can’t help it. The implication of this conversation is enough for you to want to throw yourself in the lake and drown.
“Talk to him.” Robin pleads, eyes flicking over to the left where Steve and Dustin are dressed in their dorkiest swim trunks, as they lather themselves in sunscreen. They’re laughing, boisterously so. It’s cute, you think. Seeing how close they are.
“Why do you care so much?” The cadence of your voice carries with the breeze.
Robin’s sigh is less than reassuring to you. She knows something you don’t. And you don’t like that. “He asked you on a date (Y/n).”
“What?” Your brows furrow, lips quirking in confusion. You almost laugh. “I think I would know if Steve Harrington asked me on a date.”
A disapproving frowns finds its way onto Robin’s face. “Let me ask you this,” she prefaces, lips pulled into a tight thin line before she speaks again, “did he ask for me to be here today?”
Her question catches you off guard. You suppose he didn’t, but Steve hadn’t specified much of anything when he’d asked you to join him for a fun summer day on the lake, as he’d so jovially put it.
Robin’s eyes narrow at you slowly. “And what about Dustin? Who invited him?”
“I did.” You say, realization starting to dawn on you. “I invited both of you.”
“There you go.” She says, as if waiting for the metaphorical ball to drop.
A moment passes, one, two, three, then:
“This was supposed to be a date, wasn’t it?”
“Mmm.” Robin hums. “He’s been talking about finally asking you for weeks.”
“Oh god.”
Your palms find your face suddenly, your cheeks warm to the touch. “And then I turned it into a group hangout.” You groan externally, face now in your hands, “I’ve screwed up haven’t I?”
Robin smiles, shaking her head in reassurance. “No.” Her eyes are bright. “Not if you talk to him. Just tell him how you feel.”
She places a hand on your arm encouragingly, nudging you forward. You look over your shoulder back to her, silently pleading with her to convince you not to do this. As you expected, she does the opposite, sending you a cheeky wink and an enthusiastic thumbs up.
“Go get him tiger.”
Fuck…
Approaching Steve and Dustin hesitantly, you allow a soft smile to grace your lips. You want to appear as calm as possible. You don’t want them to see how nervous you are. Besides, this is Steve, totally friendly, and definitely not scary, Steve. How could this go wrong?
When you finally reach them, you hear their conversation stop abruptly, Steve nearly smacking Dustin, hushing at him to shut up. You giggle at the interaction, your nerves easing ever so slightly.
“I hope I’m not interrupting.”
Dustin’s quick to jump in, eager even. “No no, of course not.” Smooth.
“Actually, uh—“ your voice drifts, gaze flicking over to the tall brunette. “I was wondering if we could maybe, talk?”
“Me?” Steve doesn’t hide his surprise as he points to himself. “Uh, yeah, of course. That’s—that sounds good.”
You don’t miss the sly smile Dustin is sending in your direction, as Steve grasps your hand and begins leading you towards the dock.
You can feel the sun beating down on your skin, heat coursing through your body. Your palm is sweaty. You hope he can’t feel it as you release your hand from his.
In your other hand, you’ve got your sunglasses and a towel tucked under your arm. Sliding them on, relief floods you as the need to squint instantly dissipates. You bend down to place your towel on the rough wood of the old dock, sighing as you take a seat. Sitting side by side, your knees bump gently, knocking into each other as a gust of a breeze blows by you.
“So,” the staccato click of Steve’s tongue is a nervous habit. A tick he portrays when he’s unsure. “Nice weather huh?”
He’s trying to ease the tension with a teasing tone and an easy smile, but when he notices it’s not working, he frowns.
“Sorry.” He coughs in apology, turtling in on himself. “Um, what did you want to talk to me about?”
Pulling your coverup around your body, you hold your arms tight across your chest. You suddenly feel very exposed, both physically and emotionally. You don’t know if it makes you feel better or worse that Steve is only in his swim trunks. Maybe it’s a little bit of both.
“I uh—“ you take a shaky breath in, trying to steady yourself. “I wanted to talk about today.”
“Okay.” He nods, still a little confused, palms splayed out as he leans his weight back on them in anticipation.
You decide to bite the bullet. If Robin was right, which she almost always is, then Steve has made his intentions with you clear, and you’ve just been too blind to see it.
“I like you Steve, a lot.”
You hear him suck a long breath in, but he doesn’t respond, allowing you the chance to continue.
“I just—Robin told me that when you asked me here, you were actually asking me on a date, which I totally misread by the way.” You’re rambling, you know you’re rambling, but now that you’ve started talking, it’s as if you can’t stop. “And then I panicked and invited her and Dustin because I thought there was no chance you could ever like me like that.”
The shadowy glow from the gaze of your sunglasses casts a beautiful reflection across Steve’s face. “And then Robin told me how stupid I’ve been.” You stop for a moment to chuckle at yourself, a puff of air catching in your throat. “So I thought, what the hell, I may as well tell you how I feel, even if you don’t feel the same, which is totally okay if you don’t.”
Steve can’t see your eyes, but he really wants to. “No pressure, really.” He hears you say airily. You’ve just poured your heart out to him, you’re at your most vulnerable, and yet he’s never seen you more content.
Impulsively, Steve reaches up to your face, pulling your sunglasses off. He smiles at the sight. “You have such beautiful eyes.”
“Oh.” That’s not the response you expected. “Thank you.”
Steve chuckles. You’ve never been good at taking compliments. “That means I like you too, dummy.”
The smile that breaks out onto your face is otherworldly, like nothing he has ever seen before. It’s beautiful, an ethereal creation, like an angel is glowing before him. His heart beats wildly, he wants to remember this moment forever. How could someone possibly care for him this much? How did he manage to get you to like him?
Steve will never be able to fathom it.
You lean your head against his shoulder, sighing in utter happiness. He does the same, his soul singing in joy as a calm silence passes over you. The sound of the water and the wind mixes with the serene passing of time. You don’t need words to know how special this is, how wonderful it feels. Minutes go by, nothing matters but you.
“Hey Steve?” You muse, suddenly feeling bold. He hums in response. “You have beautiful eyes too.”
• • • • •
Watching from the sidelines as the scene before them unfolds, the smirk on Robin’s face grows imminently.
The long-standing bet between her and the young teen boy standing next to her is all but won. Like the true friend (and idiot) he is, Dustin had picked Steve to be the one to confess his feelings to you. Robin obviously and correctly, had picked you.
A soft fuck falls from Dustins lips as Robin’s palm gently claps him on the back. Her eyes meet his with such a confidence, a victorious pride pouring through her gaze. And with the quirk of her lip, she grins.
Based off of the song Sleep On the Floor by The Lumineers
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Feel free to request any reactions or one-shots <3
“Do you want to run away with me?” The question shocked you, especially coming from your usually reserved best friend. He sat there, next to the window, staring out into your parents’ backyard at the rain pouring out from your neighbour’s busted drainpipe.
“Wonwoo,” You stopped typing, spinning your chair around so you could look at him. The job application could wait. “You know we can’t do that.” He sighed, his body visibly deflating in disappointment at your answer. Honestly, you weren’t sure what he expected you to say to that. It was a ridiculous question, but somehow he seemed completely serious.
Genre: college AU, Established relationship, a little bit of angst, fluff, non idol.
Request: nope
Note:
1. sorry i have been so inactive lately ive just been very unmotivated because of personal stuff but i still want to write.
2. I found this dialogue in a series im watching. So I got inspired to make an imagine out of it I hope y’all like it :)
Masterlist
You hated today, when you came into your dorm room you saw your boyfriend already there. You went up to him and hugged him. Then your phone rang, Seungsik, your club leader called you. “I am so sorry but I really have to go.” He let out a sigh and sat down. He started talking about how you were always busy and you two started fighting.
So now your here, on the campus sitting on a bench, thinking about how you treated him. He had a point every date was interrupted by you, if you even had time for a date. You felt bad and started getting mad at yourself. You couldn’t help yourself anymore and started crying. You were happy it was already late and no one could see you. Your phone lit up and saw a message.
Subinnie: hey can we talk? Please..
You: yes please
Subinnie: where are you right now?
You: I’ll send my location
You: *location attached*
Subinnie: okay I’ll be there in five, stay there
You: okay see you soon be safe.
After a couple minutes you heard someone running. “Did you run the whole way?” He sat down breathing heavily and nodded. You gave him some water to steady his breathing. “Why’d you wanna talk?” You asked him and he looked at you. “I just have one question, why can’t you put me above all your other stuff, im you boyfriend I should be just as important or more than your clubs.” You felt your heart drop after he said that, you wanted to achieve a lot with school and clubs but you never knew that you made him feel this way.
“I know, I’m sorry for treating you like that. Im complicated I know.” You told him. “Yes I know, but that’s what I like about you. Your like a mess but in a put together way, I like that you listen to (insert fave artist) and that you like weird things together as food. I like that… No I just like you hell I love you.” You were shocked by his words. He’s never said that before. “What”
“And I know you enough to know that your gonna need time and you don’t have to say anything back right no-“ You cut him off with a hug.
“I love you too” you pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. His eyes melted when he saw you looking at him. “I’m sorry for being a bad girlfriend, I’ll try to make more time to spend together.” He smiled at you. “Great because, I don’t want them to take my girlfriend away for me.” You laughed “oh you couldn’t get rid of me even if you tried.” “I couldn’t live without you baby.”
He walked you to your dorm and you stood at the door. “Do you wanna spend the night?” You asked and he looked at you with a smile. “I thought you’d never ask, of course.” And you pulled him inside your room. “I’m gonna get ready for bed if you need a shirt there’s a couple old shirts in my dresser.” He hummed and you went to the bathroom. He knocked on the dor and you opened. He didn’t wear a shirt and had your old grey sweatpants on. You stared at his chest through the mirror.
“Like the view babe?” He asked with a smirk. You blushed and laughed at him. “If you want me to cover up I will.” He said. “No its okay, baby” you gave him a toothbrush and when you were done you left and changed into your pyjamas. You laid down in bed and Subin joined you right after. You turned you back to him but he put his arm around you waist and pulled you into his arms. “Hmm your hair smells nice baby.” He said with a muffled voice. You just smiled too tired to answer. “Goodnight, I love you.” He said and you both fell asleep
• you smiled softly, listening to the nostalgic and melancholic melody that your boyfriend had so been excited for people- including you- to hear.
• the beauty of both the song and the lyrics were indescribable, and you made a mental note to congratulate both asahi and haruto on the release of a song that you knew was special to the both of them.
• you hummed absentmindedly as the song came on loop, yet again, and you looked around at all the little drawings and doodles hung around your room- some by you and others by asahi.
• you wanted to tell asahi how beautiful of a (masterpiece) song he had made but you knew you weren’t good with words- you’d just end up nervously saying a jumbled mess of incoherent sentences instead of complimenting him.
• as you looked around the room, your gaze fell upon the new set of oil paints asahi had gotten you for your birthday and you knew exactly what to do. surely asahi wouldn’t mind if you painted your feelings.
• and so, you set to work, laying out your paint brushes and various shades of oranges on your work table, and unfolding your mini-easel, standing a small canvas panel on it.
• you worked quickly, letting ‘orange’ play on loop as you let a wave of calm and peace wash over you. the painting- a simple, orange sunset- quickly took over the previously blank canvas and you lost yourself in the beauty of both the masterpiece your boyfriend had produced and the masterpiece you were currently painting, so much so that you didn’t hear asahi’s soft footsteps as he entered your room.
• you turned around only when you heard him gently set his bag down and you smiled happily at him, both wanting to gesture him over to see your painting in progress and wanting to shield it from view to surprise him until later. but, in your awkwardness of deciding, you instead settled for a half grimace, making asahi laugh and walk towards you anyway.
• “what are you painting? it’s, beautiful,” asahi breathed quietly, moving closer to the half-painted canvas, admiring it with a gentle smile.
• “i listened to orange today because, you know, you wouldn’t let me listen to it before. and it was really pretty- the song, i mean, and i didn’t know how to describe the beauty of it so... i decided to paint it. i-i’m not done yet... well, that’s obvious- but, uhm, do you like it?” your words, just like you had predicted, came out in a jumbled mess.
• asahi nodded gently, “of course i do, it’s beautiful already... and i’m really thankful that you even thought of doing something like this for me...” his voice trailed off as his smile grew ever so slightly.
• “i was going to just tell you how much i liked it but orange is just... such a pretty song and i’m so, so proud of you for making it. i didn’t trust myself to use...words- you know how awkward i am,” you smiled a little sheepishly, avoiding his gaze.
• you smiled a little as asahi chuckled, “well... seeing as you aren’t done yet, do you want help? i’d love to finish it with you.”
• your eyes widened at his offer and you nodded enthusiastically, “of course i do! it’d be even more special to finish it with you. here, you can have this brush.” you handed him a small paint brush that you had not yet used- wanting to save it for the details at the end but, seeing as the rest were already sitting in pools of oil paint, you had no choice.
• asahi smiled and you moved over to give him space to work as well. his brush worked quickly over the canvas, just as yours had done, adding his own little details and touches to the painting.
• you stood, admiring him for a little before realizing how awkward you must’ve looked and hastily joined him in painting once more. you swore you saw him smile out of the corner of your eye but neither of you said anything, choosing to simply enjoy each other’s presence and continue painting.
• and as the light and dark shades of oranges blended with each other from the tips of your and asahi’s paintbrushes, you smiled to yourself- this is what true happiness feels like.
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hihi (again!!) i finally wrote another piece, yay! i’m sorry if you don’t paint (╥﹏╥) this was the first thing i could think of when i thought of asahi. i hope you like it though! it was really fun to write this :D p.s. i’m not sure why i chose oil paints... i don’t really like using oil paints.
Note: idk in what dorm the new members live so I just put them in 127’s (10th floor based on 24h relay cam) dorm so that’s with Jaehyun Jungwoo, Taeil, Yuta and mark
You texted your boyfriend if he would be at the dorm soon. You already knew he wouldn’t be here soon so you were just hanging in his dorm with Mark. You were good friends with most of Sungchan’s members. You were watching movie on the TV and you grew kind of tired since it was getting quite late.
“Y/n just go to bed I’ll tell Sungchan you’re here and sleeping.” Mark said after he saw you yawing for the nth time You hummed and stood up. Said a quick goodnight and went to wash up. After having done that you grabbed a shirt and pyjama pants from his closet and played down in his bed. Being surrounded by his scent made you relaxed and fall asleep faster than you expected.
So when Sungchan finally came home you were already sound asleep. He had lost track of time and when he finally looked at the time he hurried home. He tough you had already left so he wasn’t expecting you to still be there. When he opened the door he took off his jacket and shoes and went to the living room and saw mark sitting there alone. He sighed, he was kind of bummed out you weren’t there anymore. Mark must’ve noticed because he looked at sungchan and said “Don’t worry she was tired and went to sleep in your room.” He was relieved and happy you were still there.
He knocked on his room door, no answer. So he opened the door quietly. He didn’t turn the lights on but just used his phone light. He saw you sleeping on his bed, in his clothes. He has seen it before but it still makes him soft inside. He changed and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. When he came back he went to lay beside you. You turned to him and he put his arm around you.
“Hey you finally came.” You said sleepily. “Yeah I’m sorry I’m so late baby.” He looked down at you and you hugged him. “Its okay baby just don’t overwork yourself.” He hummed and felt that he was falling asleep fast too. You opened your eyes a little and saw him almost asleep.
You woke up and looked at the alarm next to sungchan’s bed. It reads 9 am. It was a friday morning so you had class at 11 so you still had time. You cuddled into sungchan while he was still asleep. You almost fell asleep again but you set a alarm for 15 minutes for when you needed to get ready. The alarm rang and you got out of his arms. He whined a little but you had to get ready and you couldn’t be late. You put on one of Sungchan’s hoodies and a pair of jeans. He woke up while you were in the bathroom brushing your teeth. While you were doing your makeup he stood in the doorframe.
“Why did you get out of bed?” You asked him and he shrugged. “Its cold without you.” You smiled and focused on your mascara. He came up behind you and hugged you. He was taller than you so he put his head on your head. “You look cute in my hoodie” he told you. It made you blush. When you were done you stepped back and walked to the kitchen. “Should we order food or do you wanna get ready so we can eat something outside?” You asked him and he smiled “Let me get ready fast.” You walked to the couch where you sat down to wait for him. After a couple minutes he came out of his room and you both walked to the door. You both decided to just get some ramen at the convenience store fast so he could walk you to school.
After eating the food he grabbed you hand and you two walked to school. You two talked about what you both were going to do today. When you stood in front of the building you needed to be at you turned to him. “I’m going to be so bored when you are done baby” he looked at you. You laughed “oh you’ll survive, just go annoy Mark with how much you miss me, I think he’ll like that.” Now it was his turn to laugh. You saw your friend walking to you. So you said goodbye to sungchan and gave him a quick kiss. You walked to your friend and waved at your boyfriend.
Idk if you are still accepting requests but can you write a Chenle and Jisung (NCT) imagine where they bring there girlfriend to meet the members for the first time?
Just posted it :)
NCT DREAM + Shotaro and Sungchan Reaction: meeting their members for the first time
NCT DREAM + Shotaro and Sungchan Reaction: meeting their members for the first time.
Here you go :) i made it like this because then it had more members. I hope you like it 💚
Masterlist
Mark
Would be casual about it bc he knew they would love you anyways. He would reassure you that everything would be fine. He would take you to his dorm and introduce you to all of the members. They would probably tease Mark a bit, but they would be nice to you.
Renjun
He would force the ember to behave but if you got comfortable with them after meeting they would start making fun of Renjun. Tell you embarrassing stories about him. He would be defensive at first but if he saw you laughing he would be fine with it.
Jeno
A gentleman AF he would be so happy if you suggest to meet the dreamies. You would probably go on a date first and then after to his dorm. He would casually introduce you to all of the members. He would be so happy if you got along great with them, because now he can hang out with both of you at the same time.
Haechan
I think the members would know everything about you already since he talks about you so much. He would show you off so much like “did you know they can do *insert something*” and then you have to show them. He would act like a dad saying stuff like musing about relationships.
Jaemin
Another gentleman I think he wouldn’t let you meet them all at once. You would probably meet Jeno first and then the others. So that way when you were all together you knew them already. He would get shy seeing you with his members but he would definitely be a proud boyfriend.
Chenle
Well you would meet Deagal first so he would love you. The members would be shook that Deagal would be so comfortable around you. Chenle would be the cutest and he would show you to all the members. You would be good friends with jisung and he would be very happy about that.
Jisung
A SHY BABIE he would be like Jaemin and introduce you to Chenle first. He would be scared they wouldn’t like you. But don’t worry they would be happy Jisung found someone who he is comfortable around. They would interview you if you were right for him though
Shotaro
Another SHY BABY I think he would be like jaemin and Jisung. He would let you meet Sungchan first at his dorm. And then probably introduce you to other members at his practice for Make A Wish. They would be surprised but find it cute. He would be a little shy but would act a bit more tough in front of you.
Sungchan
I think he would be like Jeno. Only he would let you meet his members at the music video shoot for 90’s Love. He would let you meet them but he would probably change into clean clothes and go on a date with you. While he was changing you would talk to the members
The sunlight shining through the blinds woke you up. You tried getting up but an arm around your waist held you down. Then you remembered Seungwoo slept over last night.
It was already kind of late and he didn’t want to leave yet so he asked if he could stay over since he didn’t have schedule the next day. Of course you said yes because, why wouldn't you want your boyfriend to sleep over and cuddle with him.
“Don’t leave yet you're so warm.” He said still with closed eyes. You laid back down and let him sleep a little longer. You admired your boyfriend while he was asleep. After a while you started to trace his face and then his tattoo. This must’ve woken him up since he started to open his eyes.
He looked at you and for some reason you felt like you were being caught and blushed at him. He laughed “you're too cute.” And pulled you in a hug. You stayed like that for a little while. “I’m gonna make breakfast, when im done I’ll bring it here so we can eat it in bed okay.” He nodded but didn’t want to let you go.
Eventually you got out of his gasp and walked to the kitchen. You started to prepare some food and drinks. It took some time so Seungwoo came to the kitchen and backhugged you. “Could’t wait babe?” He giggled “No I just missed you. And the smell was too good to ignore.” Now it was your turn to laugh. You were done with the food and he helped you bring it to the bedroom. You sat down on the bed and enjoyed the food. After you were done you brought the food back to the kitchen. “Lets clean it up later and cuddle right now.”
Why would you say no to that. So you just put everything down on the counter and walked back to the bed. You did clean up a little bit, just so you would feel fresh. You got back into bed and Seungwoo decided you could watch some TV while cuddling.
He put his arm around you and you snuggled into him. He is definitely your safe space. Just laying there thinking about your time spend together made you really happy.
“Hey woo?” He hummed and looked at you. “I just wanna say that I love you.” He smiled and gave you a kiss on you nose. “You are too cute baby.” You laughed and he wrapped both of his arms around you and moved you so you were underneath him. “But I have to be honest… I love you too baby.” And put all his body weight on you.
NCT Misfit unit reaction: You being on your period
No one requested this but idk i just got inspired and wanted to write this
Masterlist💕
Johnny
Would be confident to help you but secretly calls/texts his mom for advice. He would be really sweet though. And he would be careful around you to not make you irritated by him. He wouldn't want to make it more difficult than it already is for you.
Taeyong
He would be at the dorm when you texted him you were on you period. He immediately went to your house but first he went to a convenience store to get some snacks. Prepare for a night of movies and cuddles, because that is what hes here for.
Hendery
He would know immediately because you weren't as active like you normally were. So he would do anything in his power to distract you from the cramps. Would run you a hot bath and get you some tea.
Mark
If you just got into your relationship he would be kind of awkward about it but after a while he would know what to do. He knows you just want to relax so he wouldn't force you to do anything. He would play songs for you and cook food.
Jeno
The best person ever to be around when you're on you period. He would drop anything to be with you. Ans just hold you in his arm for a week. I think he would be good at giving massages so expect that. And overall just a perfect boyfriend.
Yangyang
Would think he was doing a good job but is actually just clueless. You tell him what you like and after a while he remembers it. He would just entertain you and tell funny stories about the members while cuddling with you.
Sungchan
A baby- but i feel like he'd know when how to make you feel comfortable. He would come over or ask you to come and make a mini ford to watch a movie in. Or he'd want to make a cake or something just to distract you. Also if you would be baking expect backhugs from this tall ass man.
hi!!! can i request an nct 127 reaction a tall!gf? tysm and take your time ♡
NCT127 REACTION: Tall!girlfriend
I thought the other person would be like between 170 and 175 since that’s considered tall for a girl in Korea. And if you are a boy you would be between 180 and 185 cm.
I hope you like it 💕
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Taeil:
He would love it but he gets teased bout it sometimes which makes him a little insecure. But you would reassure him that you don’t care that hes shorter than you. After you reassured him it would all be fine.
Johnny
He doesn’t care as much since he himself is tall himself. He’d love that it made you stand out from others. He would also be happy that he didn’t have to bend down as much while kissing or hugging you.
Taeyong
I’d see it like he would be at first a little hesitant to approach you but after that this man doesn’t care at all about it. He’d love you either way and couldn’t love you less.
Doyoung
If anyone said anything bad about your height this man would fight for you. He would be like Taeyong and don’t care much about it. He loves to lay his head on your shoulder if it’s easy for him to do.
Yuta
Couldn’t be bothered even in the slightest by it. He would get mad when people said bad things about it, especially if they are fans. He loves how people got intimidated by you because he knows how clingy you can get in private.
Jaehyun
He’s tall himself so like Johnny it doesn’t look weird if you walked next to him. He loves how easy it was to find you in groups and how nice it is to cuddle you.
Jungwoo
He LOVES it. He just stare at you with all the adoration he has. He loves how you are unbothered by it yourself. He has so much confidence so he doesn’t care about your height since it not something you could change.
Mark
I think at first he would be very intimidated by you but when he got to know you he would be so sweet to you. He would giggle all the time if you do cute things.
Haechan
He would tease you about it but if you told him you didn’t like it, he would stop. He loves your height. If you are taller that him be prepared to give him piggybacks.
