𝐁𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐲𝐮 (최범규) ⋆ f. reader ⋆ 1082 genre fluff, crack ⋆ when he fights with an eight–years–old ⋆ warnings none — 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻
You start regretting saying 'yes' to Beomgyu the moment you step inside his brother’s house. Usually, his favours are harmless—buying him snacks, helping him practice English, taking a hundred and twenty photos because “this angle is revolutionary.” But organizing a birthday party full of children between seven and ten years old? That feels suspiciously like a trap.
Earlier that day, he had looked at you with wide, dramatic eyes. «It’s my nephew’s party! That’s basically your nephew!»
«My nephew?!» you had repeated.
«Well, you’re my girlfriend. It’s only a matter of time before we get married and you officially become part of the family. What do you want little Jongin to remember? That you didn’t show up to his birthday? You’re heartless…»
He had shaken his head in fake disappointment while you stared at him, convinced Jongin was somehow more mature than him. Still, you gave in. «Fine. I’ll help. But you’re not leaving everything to me.»
«Of course not! But you’re better with kids than I am and—»
«Stop talking. Let’s go.»
Now you’re standing in what looks like a tiny battlefield. Balloons everywhere, kids running in every direction, parents peacefully chatting in a corner as if they had nothing to do with the chaos. «You didn’t tell me there were this many children,» you whisper through clenched teeth.
«I didn’t know!» Beomgyu replies, looking both shocked and weirdly excited.
You clap your hands gently. «Okay, kids! Do you want to play before we eat cake?» No reaction. You try again, louder this time, but their screams overpower you. That’s when Beomgyu suddenly yells «HEY!» at full volume, making you cover your ears. Miraculously, the children freeze and look at you. Perfect—human megaphone unlocked.
«Do you want to play before eating cake?» you repeat, and this time you’re rewarded with a loud, united «YES!»
The next hour turns into pure chaos. You form a human train, play cham cham cham, and even hide-and-seek. Beomgyu dives behind couches like he’s in an action movie, taking everything far too seriously. When it’s your turn to hide, you grab Jongin and crouch under a table, pulling the tablecloth down to hide yourselves. You press a finger to your lips, trying not to laugh as footsteps approach.
«Pss… maybe check under the table,» Beomgyu’s voice says suspiciously close to you, helping a little boy finding the others. Traitor.
Two seconds later the tablecloth is lifted, and light floods your hiding spot. «Found you!» the little boy laughs before tapping your shoulder. «You ugly witch!» He sticks his tongue out and runs away before you can even process what just happened.
You blink. An eight-year-old just humbled you.
Beomgyu covers his mouth, clearly seconds away from bursting into laughter. You crawl out from under the table and dust off your jeans. «Don’t you dare laugh. I’ve already been humiliated by someone who doesn’t know the difference between left and right.»
But his expression shifts from amused to offended in record time. He grabs your wrist. «No. He apologizes.»
«Beomgyu, it’s fine—» you try, but he’s already dragging you across the room.
He stops in front of the eight-years-old and kneels to his height, suddenly serious. «Hey. Apologize to my girlfriend. How dare you call her ugly? Have you looked at her? She’s a goddess.»
The child's smile fades instantly. «Sorry…» he mutters, staring at the floor. Guilt washes over you, and you quickly crouch down to pat his head. «It’s okay. Go play. Cake soon, alright?» The child runs off happily.
You stand up and look at Beomgyu. «Was that really necessary? You scared him.»
«I don’t care how old he is. No one gets to insult you,» he replies, crossing his arms. Then he adds, «Ugly? Please. You’re obviously not as beautiful as me, but still.»
You shove him lightly. «Unbelievable.»
He stumbles back dramatically. «Violence? In front of children? I just defended your honor!»
You walk away shaking your head, but you can still hear him behind you. «Come back! I deserve a kiss! I’m a gentleman who protects you!»
And as you watch him get dragged into another chaotic game by the kids, hair messy, eyes sparkling, still proudly dramatic, you realize that maybe saying yes wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
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𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 (이희승)
Work has been exhausting you lately. Even when your body feels heavy with fatigue, your mind refuses to quiet down — unfinished tasks and anxious thoughts looping behind your closed eyelids. Heeseung notices the way you shift for the third time beside him. «You’re still awake,» he murmurs softly. You let out a small sigh. «I’m tired… I just can’t stop thinking.» He stays quiet for a second, then gently pulls you closer. «Listen only to my voice and relax.» He guides your head onto his chest, your ear resting right above his heartbeat. His hand starts tracing slow, steady circles on your back before he begins humming under his breath. The sound is low and warm, vibrating through you as your head rises and falls with every breath he takes. The melody wraps around you like a blanket, and somehow the noise in your head fades. All you can focus on is the rhythm of his heart and the sweetness of his voice. Without even realizing it, like something out of a fairytale, you fall asleep to the sound of him singing.
𝐉𝐚𝐲 (박종성)
Jay had already closed his eyes, one arm lazily wrapped around your waist, when he feels you shift again. You’ve been pretending to sleep for the past twenty minutes, but your breathing isn’t steady enough to fool him. «You’re thinking too loud,» he mumbles sleepily. You open your eyes in the dark. «I can’t sleep.» Even though the blankets are warm and his body is solid and comforting behind you, your mind just won’t settle. You gently try to move his arm to get up. «I’m going to make some chamomile.» He tightens his hold slightly. «Stay.» «But—» — «Stay. I’ll get it.» He sits up immediately despite the late hour, tucks the blankets better around you before leaving the room. In less than three minutes he’s back, hair messy, holding a steaming mug. He blows on it first, takes a small sip to test the temperature, then hands it to you. «Not too hot.» You look at him softly. He presses a kiss to your forehead. «Drink. I’m right here.» And he stays awake until your cup is empty and your breathing finally slows.
𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 (심재윤)
Ever since you told him you haven’t been sleeping well, Jake has made it his personal mission to fix it. He’s read articles, watched videos, even adjusted the thermostat to eighteen degrees because apparently a cooler room helps. The lights are dim, just one small yellow lamp glowing softly. The room is spotless because “clutter stresses the brain,” according to something he read at 2 a.m. «Okay,» he says proudly as you crawl into bed. «Optimal sleeping conditions.» You can’t help but laugh. He pulls you close and starts reading poetry from a book he bought just for this. His voice is gentle, slightly dramatic at times, clearly trying his best. It actually works — your muscles relax, your eyes grow heavier — until you hear the book slip from his hand. You look up to see him already asleep, mouth slightly open. «Jake,» you whisper, amused. No response. You smile, take the book from his chest, and cuddle into him. Somehow, watching him fall asleep trying so hard for you makes you drift off too.
𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 (박성훈)
For the past few nights you’ve been complaining about not sleeping, and Sunghoon has been quietly blaming himself for not helping enough. So today he came home with something new — small calming drops meant to help with sleep. They’re technically supposed to go on the pillow, but instead, he discreetly places a few on his neck. When he joins you in bed, you immediately notice the soft scent. «Did you get a new perfume?» you ask, nose brushing his collarbone. He freezes for half a second. «Uh… no. It’s just body wash.» You hum suspiciously but settle against him anyway. The scent is soothing, mixed with the natural warmth of his skin. He pretends to scroll on his phone while you rest on his chest, but he’s really just waiting. Within minutes, your breathing deepens. Your fingers loosen in his shirt. He looks down at you and smiles softly, brushing your hair away from your face. «Finally,» he whispers proudly. He doesn’t move for the rest of the night.
𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨 (김선우)
Sunoo knows better than to force sleep. «If you can’t sleep, don’t fight it,» he says brightly when you complain. Instead of turning off the lights completely, he piles the bed with extra pillows, fluffy blankets, snacks balanced between you. «K-drama marathon?» he suggests with a grin. You end up watching not one but two dramas, whisper-commenting dramatically about every scene. «He’s so toxic.» — «I know, but he’s kind of cute.» Time slips away until it’s almost four in the morning. Your eyes start burning, your head dropping against his shoulder. «Can we finish tomorrow?» you mumble. He smiles immediately. «Of course. Sleep now.» He turns everything off, gently tucks the blankets around you, and presses a soft kiss to your temple. «See? No pressure.» And this time, sleep comes naturally.
𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧 (양정원)
You know he’s probably still awake — he usually sleeps late — but after two hours of staring at the ceiling, you give up. «Baby, aren’t you sleeping?» he asks softly when he hears you sigh. «No…» you mumble. There’s a short pause. «Do you want me to come there?» The way he asks it so casually, like it’s the most natural thing in the world at this hour, makes your heart warm. «No, no… just talk.» He shifts slightly so he can see you better in the dim light. «Okay.» And then he starts telling you about his day — small details, random funny moments, even things that annoyed him. His voice is calm, steady, never too loud. You listen carefully at first, responding with soft «mhm» sounds, until your replies get quieter. Slower. Eventually, you’re silent. From his screen’s faint glow, he watches your cheek squished into the pillow, eyes finally closed. He takes a screenshot softly, smiling to himself before whispering, «Goodnight.»
𝐍𝐢-𝐤𝐢 (니시무라리키)
You keep tossing and turning beside him while he’s still awake, scrolling through videos. «I can’t sleep,» you complain dramatically. He glances at you. «Do you want to watch my ASMR? I’m basically a professional.» You hit him lightly with a pillow. «Not funny. I’m losing my mind.» He chuckles but then puts his phone away immediately. «Come here.» He taps his chest. You roll your eyes but move closer anyway, resting against him. He wraps his arms around you and starts stroking your hair slowly. «Now relax,» he says in an exaggerated whisper. «Breathe slowly.» You almost laugh at how serious he sounds, but his hand keeps moving rhythmically through your hair. «Focus on my voice.» His tone softens for real this time. Within five minutes, your body melts completely against him. He looks down, surprised at how quickly it worked. «See? Best ASMR,» he murmurs proudly — even though you’re already asleep.
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𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 (이희승)
The living room is quiet except for the soft sound of the movie playing. You are curled into Heeseung’s side under a thick blanket, your head resting against his chest, his arm wrapped securely around your shoulders. It's supposed to be a calm night, just comfort and warmth. Then he feels it. His shirt, right over his heart, slowly grows damp. He looks down and sees your head trembling slightly, your breathing uneven. «Baby…are you crying?» he asks immediately, voice gentle but laced with concern. You shake your head against him. «No…no.» But your fingers grip his shirt tighter. The scene of Bambi losing his mother had cracked something open inside you, and the tears will not stop. He pauses the movie without hesitation, tossing the remote aside. He cups your cheeks carefully, thumbs brushing away the wet trails. «Hey…look at me,» he whispers. You hesitate before meeting his eyes. «It’s just a movie,» he murmurs, pressing his forehead to yours. He studies you for a second before adding with a tiny smile. «Maybe you should watch your Bambi instead.» He gestures to himself dramatically. You let out a broken laugh despite everything. He pulls you closer under the blanket, kissing your temple.
𝐉𝐚𝐲 (박종성)
You sit in the studio, watching Jay prepare to record. ''Always'' by Bon Jovi echoes softly as he tunes his electric guitar. You have seen him perform so many times, yet it still makes your chest ache in the best way. His voice fills the room, rich and emotional, every lyric sincere. «I know when I die, you’ll be on my mind, and I love you, always,» he sings, finishing the last line with his eyes closed. When he opens them and looks at you, he freezes. You are crying silently, tears slipping down your cheeks while you try not to make a sound. He immediately sets the guitar down. «Hey…come here,» he says softly. You rush into his arms as if your body has been waiting for permission. He wraps them around you tightly. «Was I that bad that I made you cry?» he teases gently. You shake your head against his chest. «Shut up. You were incredible. I love you.» Your voice breaks at the end. He leans back slightly to look at you, brushing your tears away. «Then don’t hide it next time. If you’re moved,let me see it.»
𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 (심재윤)
The shelter smells faintly of soap and fur. You and Jake walk slowly between the rows of cages. He keeps muttering that he wishes he could take all of them home because he hates the thought of any of them being lonely. You nod, but your heart already feels heavy. Then you see him. A small brown and black dog with long fur and sharp little ears. He paws at the gate gently, as if he is calling you specifically. You crouch down without thinking. The shelter worker approaches. «He was found in a dumpster when he was just over a year old. He’s three now.» Your vision blurs instantly. Tears fall before you can stop them. Jake notices right away. His hand slides behind your back, rubbing slowly. He is blinking rapidly too, clearly fighting his own emotions. «He’s an Australian terrier,» the worker adds. You look up at Jake like the universe just aligned. He gives you a soft, watery smile. «It’s him. It’s definitely him.» Seeing you cry makes his chest ache. He pulls you into his side while the little dog presses closer to the bars. «Hey…it’s okay,» he whispers. «He won’t ever be alone again.»
𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 (박성훈)
Some days feel heavier than others. Today you wake up already tired of existing. You lock yourself in the bedroom, headphones on, slow songs playing while you pretend to work on your laptop. Sunghoon gives you space at first. He knows you. But when you skip lunch and the hours stretch too long, he finally opens the door quietly. The room is dark. You are curled under the blanket, shoulders shaking. He turns on the bedside lamp and sits next to you. «Hey,» he says softly. You peek out from under the covers, eyes red. «Do you want to talk about it?» he asks. You shake your head. He nods, handing you a tissue. «Okay.Then I have a distraction.» He pulls out a container. «Pasta from your favorite place. And tiramisu.» Your stomach betrays you with a small sound despite your sadness. He raises an eyebrow. «But the tiramisu is only if you stop crying. Or I eat it.» You immediately wipe your face. «Look. I’m not crying.» He laughs quietly, brushing your hair back.
𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨 (김선우)
You never need a big reason to cry. Sometimes it is the weather. Sometimes it is a random memory. But today you drop the framed photo from your first anniversary with Sunoo. The glass cracks on the floor. You stare at it in horror before sinking to your knees, tears falling immediately. «I’m so stupid,» you whisper to yourself. Sunoo rushes in at the sound. «What happened?» he asks, alarmed. You hold up the broken frame. «I ruined it.» He kneels beside you, noticing your slightly red fingertips from touching the sharp edge. More than the photo, he hates seeing you blame yourself. He gently removes it from your hands. «Hey. It’s okay. We can take another one. An even prettier one. I had my eyes half closed in this anyway.» You let out a weak laugh. «You’re lying.» He smiles softly. «Maybe. But I’d rather have you smiling than a perfect frame.» He wipes your cheeks carefully.«Girls don’t cry over broken glass. We make new memories.»
𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧 (양정원)
Before being your boyfriend, Jungwon was your best friend. When work goes wrong, he is the only place you want to be. You enter the apartment dragging your feet. He notices instantly and stands up. You drop everything and collapse into his arms. The tears finally fall freely. «Oh…what happened?» he murmurs, holding you tight. «Don’t cry, don’t cry.» You sob against his cream sweater, mascara staining the fabric. When he gently lifts your face, he suddenly laughs. You stare at him, offended. Then you notice the black smudges on his sweater. «Sorry, baby, but you look too cute like this,» he says. You try to stay upset, but a laugh escapes instead. He kisses your forehead. «You should buy a waterproof mascara by the way.»
𝐍𝐢-𝐤𝐢 (니시무라리키)
The argument started small but escalated quickly. You both raise your voices about scheduling your anniversary. «Can you stop complaining, please?» he snaps. The sharpness in his tone makes you freeze. You fall silent, but your eyes fill instantly. You turn to leave, not trusting your voice. He grabs your hand gently. «No, hey, wait,» he says, already regretting it. He steps closer, thumb brushing away your tears. «I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I never want to make you cry.» You look at him, still hurt. «Then don’t talk like I don’t matter.» He nods immediately. «You do. You matter the most. Can we try again? Calmly?» You nod slowly. He presses a soft kiss to your lips, lingering just enough. «My girl doesn't cry because of me. Not if I can help it.» He keeps holding your hand, refusing to let go.
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Heeseung (이희승)
He notices it the moment you loop your arm around his, laughing too close to his ear, words warm and messy. «You’re drunk,» he murmurs fondly as he drives, thumb tapping against the steering wheel while you keep leaning closer. When he helps you inside, you tug him by the collar again, eyes half-lidded, lips brushing his. «So… bed?» Heeseung exhales slowly, fighting a smile, resting his forehead against yours. «You really don’t play fair.» You pout immediately. «What, you don’t love me anymore?» He chuckles, brushing your hair back gently. «I love you enough to wait.» Then he kisses your forehead, tucks you in, and stays seated beside the bed until your breathing evens out.
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Jay (박종성)
The car is quiet except for your laughter and the soft hum of the engine, your fingers already fidgeting with his shirt. You lean into him boldly, lipstick smudging against his collarbone, and Jay swallows hard before catching your wrists. «Hey,» he says softly, smiling despite himself, «you’re dangerous when you drink.» You tilt your head, dramatic. «So… that’s a no?» — «For tonight,» he answers calmly, pulling you against his chest instead. You sigh exaggeratedly. «Wow. Rejected.» He laughs under his breath. «Talk to me again when the wine leaves your system.».
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Jake (심재윤)
He’s laughing just as much as you are, cheeks flushed, but the moment your hands slip under his sweater, he stiffens. «Whoa—okay,» he says quickly, pulling back even while smiling, «that’s enough for today.». You groan, flopping back dramatically. «You’re so boring, Jake.» — «Maybe,» he admits, handing you a lemonade, «but I like you sober too much.». You squint at him. «So you don’t like me right now?» He laughs, shaking his head. «I like you so much I’m not messing this up.» and he stays close anyway, shoulder pressed to yours, fingers laced with yours until you calm down.
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Sunghoon (박성훈)
You cling to his sleeve, swaying slightly, eyes shining up at him in a way that makes his chest tighten. When you lean in too close, he gently places his hands on your waist—not pulling you closer, just steadying you. «Careful,» he murmurs, voice low. You pout. «Why? I like being close to you.» He smiles faintly, brushing his thumb over your knuckles. «And I like you remembering this.». You huff but let him guide you along, his arm firm and protective around your shoulders all the way home.
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Sunoo (김선우)
You’re extra affectionate, tugging at his jacket, laughing every time he looks at you. «You’re being suspiciously cute,» he says, narrowing his eyes playfully. When you try to crawl into his lap, he laughs and gently redirects you beside him. «Nope, tonight I’m your caretaker.». You gasp dramatically. «Excuse me? I’m perfectly fine.» He grins, fixing the blanket around your shoulders. «Uh-huh. And I’m still saying no.» You stick your tongue out, but curl closer anyway.
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Jungwon (양정원)
Your head finds his shoulder without warning, fingers lacing with his like it’s instinct. When you look up at him, eyes glossy and hopeful, his breath catches for just a second. He leans in—but stops himself just short. «Not tonight,» he whispers, resting his forehead against yours instead. You frown slightly. «Did I do something wrong?» He squeezes your hand gently. «No. You’re just not sober enough for what I want to give you.» and with this simple and sweet murmur of his voice, he doesn’t move until you fall asleep.
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Ni-ki (니시무라리키)
You’re unusually bold, tugging at his hoodie, teasing him with zero shame. Ni-ki freezes, eyes wide, then laughs nervously as he steps back. «Hey—hey, you’re drunk,» he says, hands up. You whine his name, dragging it out, saying you want only one kiss, clearly enjoying his reaction. He groans, flustered but smiling. «You’re evil.» Then he grabs a blanket and sits beside you. «Come on. I’ll stay till you pass out.» He pretends to be annoyed, but never once takes his eyes off you.
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Heeseung (이희승)
It was Friday night and as tradition you and Heeseung would spend the evening sleeping together, at least the Fridays when tour schedules allowed it, so when he shows up at your door you open immediately, too happy to see him after missing him so much. «I’ve missed you» you say, jumping into his arms and after pulling away you grab his hand to take him to your room, not wanting to wait any longer, but he stops with an «oh» making you turn back. «What?» you ask, and he grins, eyes scanning you «that’s my hoodie» you look down at the oversized fabric, his scent still clinging to it «as I said, I’ve missed you so much, this made you feel closer to me» you admit, thinking of the nights without him, and he smirks. «Well you can take it off now, I’m here» he says, following you into the bedroom.
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Jay (박종성)
«Do you have everything?» Jay asks as you both get ready to head to the airport for your first trip together, he steps into the room to see you sitting on top of your suitcase trying to close it, making him chuckle. «Let me help» he reaches for the zipper but stops midway «Wait… is this my hoodie?» you freeze like you’ve been caught stealing «Well… I…» you stammer and he laughs softly. «Do you want to pack it? we’ll find space» his voice is sweet and you smile. «It’s comfy for the flight, I’m keeping it on» and so you zip up the suitcase together, the hoodie staying firmly on your shoulders.
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Jake (심재윤)
Jake doesn’t know that every time he takes a shower you sneak into his closet, trying on his caps, his Tiffany jewelry, and of course his hoodies, so while he’s humming under the water you’re also humming, pulling together outfits in front of the mirror, not hearing his quiet steps until a warm, damp embrace wraps around you, water droplets from his hair falling onto your neck. «Oh? oh! you’re done—well uhm I was just…» you babble, cheeks heating even more at the sight of him in just a towel. «You look cute in my clothes babe» he says, pressing a kiss to your neck, and you, still flustered, reply «And you look better without» making him laugh against your skin.
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Sunghoon (박성훈)
You were in the gym’s locker room, changing into something more comfortable before heading home, when you hear your name from behind. «Y/n?» you turn to see Sunghoon with Jake and Jay, all three sweaty and hair messy, you give a small smile—no one knows you and Sunghoon are seeing each other yet, to everyone else you’re just “friends”. «Hey, isn’t that our hoodie?» Jake points out, noticing the ‘Walk The Line’ print, and as soon as Sunghoon spots it his lips curl up—it’s his hoodie exactly. «Uhh yeah, I wanted something from the merch» you say quickly, making up a story, and he hums «Looks good on you» the air turns heavier, the other two exchanging glances before Jay teases «If you want someone from the group, take him» pushing Sunghoon a little closer to you.
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Sunoo (김선우)
«Y/n» Sunoo calls out the moment you meet, making you pause «Sunoo?» you answer, his gaze almost intimidating. «Is that my hoodie you’re wearing?» it sounds more like a statement than a question and you open your mouth, unsure whether to admit stealing it or lie. «No, it’s mine» you go for the second option but he steps closer, sniffing the fabric. «Hey! that’s my scent, that’s my hoodie» he insists, pouting, and you place a quick kiss on his scrunched-up nose «You have such pretty clothes Sunoo…» you mumble, making him grin. «Well, it looks better on you» and you stomp your foot «No, you» — «Nooo, you» he argues, and the playful back-and-forth doesn’t stop.
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Jungwon (양정원)
Working for Enhypen was how you met your boyfriend Jungwon, and how you got to stay close to him, but it also meant rushing around, sticking to tight schedules and taking orders that couldn’t be ignored, so in the middle of the chaos you spill coffee on your shirt, groaning and running to change, luckily finding his hoodie to slip on, when you return to the backstage with drinks he thanks you before leaning closer. «Oh? this is… mine» he whispers the last word so no one else hears, and you mutter «It was an emergency, sorry» feeling a little guilty, but he smiles. «You can keep it, and if you want there are some beanies in my bag, take whatever you need love» and now it’s him stealing something—specifically, a quick but sweet kiss.
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Ni-ki (니시무라리키)
You and Ni-ki shared a love for fashion, though in very different ways—you were all about elegant, classic pieces while he thrived on grunge, vintage and high-end looks. When you spot a shopping bag in his room with a brand-new Chrome Hearts hoodie inside you’re tempted, even though hoodies aren’t usually your style, you imagine him wearing it and your hands are already slipping it over your head. It’s warm, oversized, soft, and you’re lost in the comfort until a deep voice breaks the moment. «You look so tiny in it, cute» you turn to see Riki back with the food, cheeks warming as you start to take it off but he stops you, pulling the hood over your head and cupping your cheeks «You can keep it, it’s a gift» he says, and suddenly you’re not sure you’ll ever give it back.
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Yeonjun (최연준)
You were leaning against the railing of the terrace, needing a break from the party and its lights, finding more comfort in the stars above. The glass door slid open behind you and you turned around. «Oh, hi Yeonjun» you greeted, then looked back up at the sky. He didn’t return the greeting, just stood there. «What are you doing?» he finally asked. «Looking at the stars, you?» you said, and he replied «I’m doing the same.» Yet when you glanced at him, you caught his eyes not on the stars but on you, and the meaning behind it was enough to make you blush.
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Soobin (최수빈)
Soobin loved driving with you, music filling the car, your conversations soft and comforting. But that night you suggested something new: sitting on the open trunk with blankets, pillows, and warm bungeoppang, looking up at the stars. «This is just perfect» you said, your hands warmed by the sweet treat. Soobin nodded, eyes fixed on the night sky. «If they told me this was my last day on earth—» — «What? Why would it be?» you cut in, and he laughed, shaking his head. «Let me finish! Maybe because of a zombie invasion or a meteorite, but if today was the last, I’d want to spend it like this, with you, watching the stars.» His laugh softened into sincerity, and you smiled, resting your head against his shoulder.
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Beomgyu (최범규)
You had convinced Beomgyu to join you for a romantic outing by the Han river. A blanket spread on the grass, your head resting on his chest while his arm curled around you, the two of you stared at the stars. «Look, that’s the Big Dipper» you said, pointing. His eyes widened. «Oh really?» he asked, amazed, until you chuckled. «Nope, I made that up, I have no idea what the Big Dipper looks like.» His betrayed expression made you laugh harder. «But right here, I do have a little bear» you teased, poking his chest. Beomgyu’s lips curved into a smile. «And I have a star, right in front of me.»
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Taehyun (강태현)
The telescope was set in the middle of the quiet rooftop, the world hushed around you. Taehyun leaned in behind you, his hand gently adjusting the lens, his breath brushing your shoulder as he whispered «That one is Vega, and next to it is Lyra.» You nodded, your voice caught somewhere between listening and feeling. His closeness made your heartbeat echo louder than the night. When he moved your hand to guide the telescope, your fingers brushed, lingering longer than needed. «Beautiful, right?» he asked, but you weren’t sure if he meant the stars or the moment itself.
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Hueningkai (휴닝카이)
The two of you were walking home after a date, hands intertwined as the streets lay quiet, just lampposts and the glow of a convenience store in the distance. You’d already talked about so much, but now silence carried a warm weight between you. Then he softly hummed, «Look at the stars, look how they shine for you…» You smiled instantly, recognizing the melody of Yellow. Your eyes lifted to the sky where the stars really did shine brighter. «You know, the restaurant was great, but this moment… under the stars with you, it’s even better» he said honestly. You squeezed his hand, looking at him with a soft smile. «I hope we’ll do this for a long time» you whispered before pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek, leaving him blushing under the night sky.
— BoyNextDoor as romantic tropes: the kind of love that fits just right
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Sungho – Grumpy x Sunshine
You’ve always been the type to roll your eyes at cheesy jokes, never one for small talk, the one who glares instead of smiles—but then there’s Sungho, walking light, smiling like he was born to brighten rooms. He leans down beside you on a gloomy afternoon, your arms crossed, your face stiff and tired. He tilts his head, studying you, then with the softest grin, he cups your cheeks and lifts them gently upward. «There. That’s better» he beams, his thumbs brushing lightly over your skin. «You look so much cuter when you smile»and for a second, just a second, you let him in, just enough to let the smile stay.
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Riwoo – Secret Relationship
The dance studio lights are dim, just the two of you left in the quiet, soft beats playing low from the speaker. He’s there, leaning against the mirror, curling a headphone wire around his fingers, your eyes meet and the silence isn’t awkward—it’s comforting. There’s no need to speak when you already know. He crosses the room, stands behind you, fixes the strand of hair fallen in your face. «We’re still just us,right?» he whispers. You nod, heart steady like the rhythm he moves to. Every touch, every shared glance in that space is yours and his, hidden behind mirrored walls, secret like your feelings, and yet more real than anything outside.
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Jaehyun – Slow Burn
It starts in the little things—the way his shoulder brushes yours when he leans in to show you something on his phone, how he always waits for you even when you don’t ask, how his laughter softens when it’s you who made the joke. He catches your gaze from across the room, smiles, but quickly looks away. You don’t say anything either, but your hands always seem to find each other when you're walking close, you always sit next to each other, and when he ties your shoelace without a word, you think maybe everyone else sees it too—this thing blooming slow, quiet, and real. He touches your hand one night, doesn’t let go, and that’s when it hits you—you’ve been falling, softly, for him all along.
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Taesan – Golden Retriever x Black Cat
You’re draped across his back like it’s the most natural thing in the world, your chin resting on his shoulder, arms around his middle. He sighs, a long suffering sigh that sounds annoyed—but he doesn’t move. In fact, he leans back into you a little. You grin, wiggling your fingers over his ribs. «You never let anyone touch you like this» you hum, clearly smug. He rolls his eyes, deadpan. «You’re not just anyone» he says like it’s obvious, you laugh. «Admit it, you like the attention» he turns to look at you finally, expression unreadable. «Keep talking and I’ll throw you off» he mutters, and still, his hand reaches back to hold yours.
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Leehan – Protective Softie x Reckless Crush
You find him crouched over the kitchen counter, staring at something suspicious in his hand. «Is that…fish food?» you ask, half horrified. He shrugs with a cheeky grin. «I was just curious» he says, like it’s a perfectly reasonable thing to say. You take the packet from him, placing it back safely on the shelf. «You’re gonna poison yourself one day» you scold gently, fixing his hoodie while you’re at it. He watches you, amused, his smile growing warm. «And you’re always here to stop me, huh?» you glance at him. «Someone has to take care of your chaotic self» he nods dramatically. «Then I guess I’ll just keep being reckless if it means you stay close» and somehow, that feels more like a confession than a joke.
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Woonhak – Childhood Friends to Lovers
The treehouse creaks softly in the wind, just like it used to when you were ten, when you first promised to always be best friends forever. He’s taller now, his voice deeper, but when he smiles, it’s still the same Woonhak. You sit beside him, legs dangling through the old wooden boards. He pulls something from his pocket—a folded piece of paper, creased with age. «Remember this?» he asks, and your heart stops—it’s the note you both wrote years ago, signed in shaky handwriting. With a grin, he leans closer. «We promised to stay friends forever…but I never said we couldn’t kiss» his voice is quiet, almost shy, and when he presses his lips to your cheek, you realize you’ve been in love with him for as long as you’ve known him.
— when you change your lockscreen and it's not them
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Heeseung (이희승)
You’d always kept that picture of Heeseung in the studio—headphones on, eyes focused—as your lockscreen. It was so him, so yours. But one day you’d switched it to a standard phone wallpaper and he noticed immediately. «Babe? You took my picture off?» he asks, trying to sound casual, but there’s a hint of worry in his voice. «Oh, yeah, I was with my parents yesterday and—» You stop when he nods, already guessing the reason—only your closest friends know about the two of you. «But… you’re not seeing them today, right?» he says with those big doe eyes. You smile. «No, I’m not. I’ll put you back right now.» His shoulders relax instantly, and when the photo lights up on your screen again, he leans in with a smirk. «Good. I was starting to feel replaced.»
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Jay (박종성)
«Baby, I can’t find my phone—can I use yours for a sec?» Jay asks, and you nod while straightening your hair. «Babe?» His tone makes you turn instantly, thinking something’s wrong. «Yeah? What happened?» He stays silent, just turns your phone toward you. Your brows knit together in confusion until you see the lockscreen—and his frown. «Why am I not your lockscreen anymore?» You remember you’d had that picture of his hand resting on your thigh. «Oh, I got a new phone and haven’t set it up yet. Don’t worry,» you say, but he’s already walking over. «Mh, fine,» he murmurs, running his hand through your straightened hair. A second later, he steals your phone, snaps a quick selfie of him kissing your cheek, and changes it himself. «There. Fixed.»
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Jake (심재윤)
Here comes the puppy—Jake shuffles toward you, sulky eyes in full force. «Y/N! Why am I not your lockscreen anymore?» he asks, almost heartbroken. «Oh… I wanted to change it but didn’t know what to put,» you reply, taking your phone in hand. He sulks even more. «Change? Why? Don’t you like me anymore?» You laugh. «No! What are you even saying! I just couldn’t decide which picture of you to use.» He perks up instantly. «Oh, then don’t be undecided—here, cheeseee,» he says, flashing a smile and holding up a peace sign right in front of you. You snap the photo, grinning. «Okay… this one’s perfect.» His satisfied smirk when he sees it set as your lockscreen again tells you that was all he wanted.
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Sunghoon (박성훈)
«Y/N… are you cheating on me?» The question makes you jolt upright—you’d been seconds from falling asleep. «What? No! Why would you say that?» You flick on the lamp, finding him sitting with his arms crossed, brows furrowed. «Are you sure? You’re lying, aren’t you? Who is he?» he presses. You place a hand over his. «Sunghoon, are you okay?» You can’t imagine what’s got him so worked up. «You… changed your lockscreen.» You groan, pressing a palm to your forehead. «Sunghoon! That doesn’t mean I’m cheating on you! I restarted my phone and it reset. When did you even notice?» — «This morning.» And suddenly his unusually quiet mood today makes sense. «Well, you should’ve checked again,» you tease, showing him that yes, his picture is back. He relaxes under your kiss to his forehead, muttering, «Don’t do that again.» You smile. «Not unless you want to see me on your lockscreen too.»
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Sunoo (김선우)
«Sunoo, love, can you set the timer for the sheet mask?» you ask, pressing the fabric gently over your nose. «Sure,» he replies, but a moment later he’s walking toward you with your phone in his hand. «What is this, Y/N?» — «My phone?» you say, obvious. «Yeah, I know that. But where’s my beautiful face?» His dramatic tone makes you laugh. «Sunoo!! Your beautiful face is right here in front of me! Who cares if it’s not on my phone?» He crosses his arms, pouting. «Change it. That’s what couples do. See? I have you,» he says proudly, showing you your picture as his lockscreen. «Okay, sorry, I’ll put you back right now.» You turn the screen toward him. «Happy now?» — «Mh, yes… but to make it up to me I’m stealing one of your sheet masks,» he grins, already picking one out.
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Jungwon (양정원)
You went to their concert almost undercover, because rumors about the two of you dating were already spreading. After the show, you rushed backstage and hugged him tightly. «You did amazing!!» you cheer, and he lifts you off the ground. «Right?» «Yes, I took so many videos of you, look,» you start to pull out your phone, but he stops you immediately. «Y/N… did you remove me from your lockscreen?» — «Oh, don’t worry, I was scared they might see and…» you explain, and he smiles, a little bittersweet—the weight of not being free to love each other sits heavy on both of you. «It’s okay… you can put the one you just took now.» You beam. «Yes, look at this one! You were blowing me a kiss, right?» —:«Yeah… it was for you,» he laughs, and you hug him tighter, promising yourself you’ll always keep him close—at least on your screen.
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Ni-ki (니시무라리키)
You were lying in bed, music playing softly, when you grabbed Ni-ki’s phone to change the song… and noticed you weren’t his lockscreen anymore. It had been a photo no one could recognize you from—except the two of you. «Riki? I’m not your wallpaper anymore?» you ask, a little sad. «Yeah… because I’m not yours either,» he says quietly. You raise a brow. «What do you mean it’s not you?» He sighs. «I don’t care anyway…» he hums along to the song, but you keep staring. «Oh, you don’t care… but you changed it out of spite? Tsk.» You grab your phone and show him. «By chance… this you, idiot.» It’s a blurry, messy shot of him—exactly the kind he posts himself—that he clearly didn’t recognize. You watch his cheeks flush as he scratches the back of his neck. «Hu… well… uhm…» he mumbles. You chuckle. «You’re cute,» you say, kissing his cheek, feeling the warmth bloom under your lips.
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Sungho (박성호)
You love filming your GRWM videos for TikTok, and today you decide to spice it up with the viral prank. You’re in the middle of clipping your bangs when Sungho walks in. Without missing a beat, you look at the camera and say, «Getting ready for my date with my current boyfriend—» before his hand gently catches your wrist mid-clip. «Current boyfriend?» he asks, brows raised. You bite back a laugh. «Oh… did I say that?» you say, feigning innocence. «Yes. So redo the video,» he says, plucking the clip from your hair. You’re laughing now, and before he can get genuinely offended you tell him it’s just a prank. He wrinkles his nose. «Good. I was about to cancel our dinner reservation.»
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Riwoo (이상혁)
You’d planned to introduce Riwoo to your best friend today—and also planned the prank with her. He’s a little nervous, fussing over his hair and shirt, quietly thinking, what if she doesn’t like me? But his thoughts screech to a halt when you suddenly say, «So, this is Riwoo—my current boyfriend.» His eyes widen. «Uh… that’s me. Riwoo. Yeah. The current boyfriend.» He’s so awkward you can’t help but hug him right there. «Baby, it was a prank! I just wanted to lighten the mood.» He exhales like he’s been holding his breath for hours, a shaky laugh slipping out. «Oh… wow. Okay. That… worked, I guess.»
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Jaehyun (명재현)
You’ve seen this prank all over your FYP but weren’t sure how Jaehyun would react. Still, you try it. You pull him close, smiling into the camera. «Hi besties! So this is Jaehyun, my current boyfriend, and—» you catch the way his smile fades in the screen’s reflection. You keep going, «—he’s happy to meet you, right? Say something?» He just stares. «Babe? Say something!» you urge, suppressing laughter. «Ah… now I’m ‘babe’? Weren’t I ‘current boyfriend’ two seconds ago?». Even after you confess it’s a prank, he mopes like a kicked puppy for the rest of the night—maybe even the next day—until his pride finally recovers.
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Taesan (한태산)
«Another TikTok?» Taesan asks, watching you open the app. He knows your videos get plenty of views now. «Yeah. Want to be in it?» you grin, already plotting. You hold up your phone. «Hi everyone, I’m here with my current boyfriend—» You hear a sharp «tsk» and suddenly your phone is out of your hands. «Current? When does my contract expire?» he says flatly. You smirk. «Well… you are my current boyfriend.» He steps closer, eyes locked on yours. «I’m not.» Your breath hitches. «Then what are you?» you whisper. His lips twitch. «Your last.»
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Leehan (김이한)
«Leehanie, can I post our photo on my story?» you ask after snapping a cute selfie together. He nods happily, watching as you scroll through filters. You type the caption: with my current boyfriend. A quiet «oh…» reaches your ear. You turn to see him pouting, eyes downcast. «Oh, love, it’s just a prank—please don’t get sad,» you say quickly, cupping his face and peppering it with kisses. He mumbles into your hands, «Don’t ever do it again.»
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Woonhak (김운학)
You’ve been waiting days to try this on Woonhak. Finally, with him beside you, you start filming. He leans in curiously. «Oh, what’s this?» — «Oh, nothing, just sending this to my friend. Hi besties, this is Woonhak—my current boyfriend!» His eyes widen instantly. «Hiii! Oh—what? Current boyfriend??» His pupils dart, he licks his lips, repeating, «Current? Current boyfriend?» while you’re already doubled over laughing. «Why are you laughing? What’s so funny? I’m current?? Who’s next—let me meet him.» You gasp for breath. «Hakie, it was a prank!» He crosses his arms, muttering, «Well, no one laughed. Redo it.»
Could you make a reaction for enhypen where reader has something like endometriosis (if you know what that is). Like fluff and comfort? No pressure tho.
I love all your works btw, the writing is great 💕
Hi! First of all, thank you so much for your request I really appreciated it 🫶🏼 I just wanted to let you know that i decided not to write about that specific topic because it may be a sensitive one for someone, and since i personally don’t experience it, i didn’t want to risk being inaccurate or unintentionally disrespectful.
That said, i did write something similar so if you'd like, feel free to check it out! I hope it still brings you some comfort <3
960 words • fluff & comfort. period cramps. requested. feedback + reblogs are highly appreciated.
Heeseung (이희승)
He saw you all curled up in bed, groaning softly into your pillow, barely moving. Without a word, he grabbed his wallet and slipped out to get you some hot Korean soup, the kind he knew brought you comfort. When he returned, you were still in the exact same position, eyes half-closed, face pale. He set the bag down, walked over, and gently brushed your hair back. «Baby, here, eat this.» You shook your head slowly, mumbling a weak «no», but he didn’t give up. He opened the soup, carefully blew on the spoon, and held it near your lips. «You need to eat, it’ll help you feel better, I promise.» With his voice so soft and sincere, you gave in, letting him feed you while he stayed close, whispering little things and rubbing circles on your back until you felt a bit more like yourself again.
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Jay (박종성)
Jay hated feeling helpless, and seeing you curled up in pain made that feeling ten times worse. So he did the only thing he could think of—he went to the pharmacy and grabbed everything that looked remotely useful. Painkillers, patches, teas, even snacks he remembered you once mentioned helped a little. When he came back, arms full of bags, you looked up from the bed, confused. He crouched next to you, gently brushing your hair behind your ear. «Still hurting, baby? I brought you everything I could find. What are you feeling right now?» Your eyes widened as he began taking out box after box, and you laughed through the discomfort. «Jay! You bought the whole pharmacy!» He smiled, placing a kiss on your temple. «I'd do anything to make you feel better. I just want to see you smile again, love.» Then he stayed there, holding your hand, rubbing your back, like it was the only thing that mattered.
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Jake (심재윤)
You and Jake were watching a movie on the couch when the cramps hit hard. You couldn’t sit still—legs tensing, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt, pressing a pillow between your thighs. Jake noticed right away. He paused the movie and turned toward you, his brows slightly furrowed. «Come here, baby.» He opened his arms, and without hesitation, you climbed into his lap. His hands instinctively went to your lower stomach, massaging gently while placing soft kisses on your forehead and temple. «I hate seeing you like this,» he whispered, his voice full of warmth. You melted into him, and as he continued to hold you close, the pain faded into the background, replaced by his presence, his scent, the feeling of his hands and his love wrapping around you like a blanket.
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Sunghoon (박성훈)
The evening with Sunghoon had started out romantic—whispers, teasing smiles, gentle kisses—but as soon as the cramps returned, your body stiffened, and you pulled away with a wince. You folded into yourself on the bed, groaning quietly. «What’s wrong?» he asked, concern taking over his features. «My tummy hurts… you know why,» you mumbled, feeling a little embarrassed. But he only smiled softly and scooted closer, wrapping an arm around you. «Then let’s just cuddle, yeah? Come here.» He laid you back down and kissed your belly gently, once, then twice. «One for each cramp,» he murmured, continuing his trail of delicate kisses. His touch was so tender, so full of love, that even though your body still ached, your heart felt at peace.
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Sunoo (김선우)
You had been complaining about your cramps all week, and Sunoo hated not being able to fix it. But then he found something online—a breathing plushie, one of those calming TikTok toys that mimicked slow, soft breathing. He ordered it right away. The day it arrived, you were curled up in bed, texting him how awful you felt. Then came the doorbell. You dragged yourself up, opened the door, and there it was—a soft package with a note. «It’s me and him against your period cramps» signed with a heart and his name. You clutched it to your chest, tears welling up. Later that night, you sent him a photo of you snuggled up with the plushie, finally looking a little more relaxed. And surprisingly, it helped. That night was the first in days you fell asleep peacefully.
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Jungwon (양정원)
Jungwon was on the phone with his mom in the kitchen, frantically trying to get her recipe for porridge right. «So… do I add salt now?» he asked, stirring the pot like his life depended on it. You woke up to the smell of something warm and comforting. Your body still aching, you shuffled out of bed, hands pressed to your belly, voice hoarse. «Wonie?» He looked up instantly and rushed to your side, lifting you bridal style without warning. «You’re supposed to stay in bed!» he scolded softly, carrying you back to the bedroom. You chuckled weakly. «What are you doing?» «Taking care of you,» he said, tucking you back under the blankets. Moments later, he returned with a warm bowl and a sweet smile. He blew on the spoon and brought it to your lips. «For my favorite patient,» he whispered, kissing your forehead before sitting beside you, watching until you finished every bite.
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Ni-ki (니시무라리키)
You had been tossing and turning for hours, trying to fall asleep through the cramps. The bed felt too cold, your body too tense, and nothing you did helped. Then, suddenly, you felt the bed shift and warm arms wrap around your waist from behind. Riki didn’t say anything. He just molded his body to yours, pulling you close, his breath soft against your neck. One of his hands slid under your shirt, gently rubbing your stomach in slow, calming motions. The warmth of his body, the steady rhythm of his breath against your back, the way he whispered nothing but presence—it all made the pain blur away. He knew exactly what to do, silently, lovingly, without needing to be asked. You drifted off not long after, and he didn’t move an inch the entire night, just to keep you warm and safe.
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