[dulceateez]

𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠  ↳ 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙯 𝙨𝙛𝙬 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜

◌ 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 ◌ 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘻 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯/𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨. 𝘥𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧.  

◌ 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 ◌ 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴. 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵. 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯.

◌ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌

◌ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ◌ 

[dulceateez]

can someone send in ideas or songs that I can write into headcanons/reactions/imagines? thank you!!

[dulceateez]

𝐢’𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

I would like to apologize for going on a small hiatus (of five months). School became overwhelming and my personal life became hectic. My mental health was terrible but I am back! I don’t have any works planned out but I would like to write now that I have all summer.

Thank you to those who have continued to read my posts and give me much love on them! It was nice seeing my notifications and seeing 100+ new notes whenever I checked!

If anyone has any ideas for what I can write, please share! Followers and non-followers.

I also want to mention that I am not a new writer…I used to write on tumblr before…can anyone guess who I am?

[dulceateez]

"𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮" || 𝐩.𝐬𝐡

◌ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ◌ 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘹 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

◌ 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 ◌ 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 ◌ 𝐞𝐱-𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐮 ◌ 𝟕𝟑𝟎+ ◌

finals week--the week you most dread out of the entire year. the last finals week before summer break but you’re drowning in stress, study guides, texts from classmates asking for help, e-mails from teachers about deadlines, and a whole lot of self doubt.

your brain is working on overdrive as you scramble to stuff all information into your brain before the tests. this causes you to forget, more like ignore, basic human needs like eating, drinking, sleeping, and communicating. everyone around you understands how you act during this time but no one truly knows your struggles as well as your ex-boyfriend.

the break-up was messy...literally. after accusing him of cheating and dumping a milkshake over his head, you thought you could never stand the sight of him ever again but that feeling went away when the misjudgment was cleared up. still, the heartache of losing him and all of the regrets lingered around.

you miss the relationship, you miss him.

as you study in your dimly lit room with your nose in the books and your eyes burning from the bright computer screen, you hear the doorknob twist. you think it’s a family member and you’re ready to shoo them away to focus on the material but you see a familiar black-haired boy walk in with a grocery bag in hand.

“what are you doing here?” you eye the boy, trying hard to hold back your smile after seeing a spare key to your house, that you gave him while you two were still together, in his hand.

“what does it look like?” his back is turned to you because he’s placing the snacks on your vanity, “i’ve got everything to cover your cravings; sweets, spicy, salty, savory...bitter too.”

you let the smile shine through when you see that he still remembers all your favorite snacks and drinks, “seonghwa...you didn’t have to.”

he shrugs, “well, i know, but you look like an absolute wreck and someone’s gotta have to take care of you.” picking up a small bag of chips, he opens it up and places in on your keyboard, “eat then rest.”

not a single protest falls from your mouth that is too busy munching on the savory goodness. seonghwa is shocked at how willing you are to take his care. he doesn’t want to create tension but he can’t hold back from gently pushing your hair out of the way of your eyes, he half-smiles when your cheeks blush.

“all done?”

“yup! look!” you crinkle up the bag and playfully toss it at his face.

he shakes you off and chuckles, “now, you must sleep.”

once again, no protesting. you stretch your body before jumping onto your bed, scooting over and patting the spot next to you.

he’s cautious with his body as he lays himself next to you. finally, he builds up the confidence to grab behind your neck and move you so your head is on his chest. you turn on your side and snuggle into his warmth that you’ve been missing so terribly that the moment is sending you into tears. you hold them back.

“i’m only allowing you to because I desperately need someone to take care of me right now--no! funny ideas park!”

he laughs out loud, “i got it! No funny ideas y/l/n!” he mimics your tone.

your mind drifts away for what seems like an eternity before waking up in your empty bed. you’re half convinced that your interaction with seonghwa was another realistic dream but the empty chip bag on the floor, snacks on display, and the lingering scent of his cologne confirms his presence..

“maybe he left--it was too weird for him.”

you resume your past activities of studying until your brain turns into mush. you type away on your laptop before seeing a bowl of soup being placed on your desk, along with a nice cold drink and a small pastry snack.

“i need to go to work but i made you something and i expect you to finish it before it turns cold, alright?” seonghwa is staring down at you with eyes so loving that you feel his concern for you peek through his radiant rays.

“why are you doing all of this?”

he waits to answer, opting to lean down and kiss your forehead tenderly, then looking back into your eyes,

“i still care about you.”

◌ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 ◌ my sweet girl || p.sh

 ◌ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌ @blaqpinksthetic @tinkerbellwoo @choielyssa @akaatsura @ddeonghwva @binfuls

◌ 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌

[dulceateez]

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳

◌ 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 ◌  @akaatsura

𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨 

when he wakes from his sleep, he looks over to see you facing the other direction. the two of you enjoy your own space when sleeping, both on opposite sides of the bed, but your legs are always tangled up in his. carefully, he leans over just enough to catch a glimpse of your face and, with such ease, he leans down to peck your puffy cheek. slowly, he unravels his legs from yours before stepping out of bed. he walks over to your side, pulls the blanket over your body to shield you from the cold, and writes a small note to tell you he's going off to work. before he leaves the room, he circles back to your spot and observes your face again, trapping every detail in his mind before setting off for the day. 

𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘸𝘢 

he can’t resist the urge to wake up an hour early just to see your face. you look so peaceful sleeping with your eyes shut, mouth slightly open, and cheek squished against the pillow. he notes your ice cold feet and applies a pair of warm fuzzy socks onto them and tucks in the sides of the blanket to mold your body. sleeping in his hoodie makes his mind fuzzy with happiness but the highlight is seeing your eyes flutter open at the sweet smell of your favorite pastry from the bakery a few blocks down. you scold him for not wearing a scarf during the winter time, he promises to wear one next time and suggests he cuddles with you to keep warm meanwhile. 

𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘰 

this big puppy can’t contain his energy when he feels you shift around in bed, stretching your limbs and eyes blinking rapidly to focus on him. instead of gently caressing you or giving you a nice morning peck, he jumps right on top of you, tightening his arms around you in the warmest bear hug you’ll ever feel. he laughs at your struggle and tickles your sides once he pulls away. after leaving you breathless, he watches with a fond smile and listens to your giggles. he falls in love all over again. 

𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨

the type that wakes up first but doesn’t know how to act, he’s too shy to cuddle you or shift around too much. that’s how it was for the first half of the relationship but after you told him that you’re okay with being held and are a heavy sleeper, he’s grown comfortable cuddling into you. it’s become routine for him to wake up just a couple minutes before you and cuddle into your chest, listening to your heartbeat and giggling at your snores. its a form of intimacy that no one gets to experience with him but you, that is why it is so special to you. 

𝘴𝘢𝘯 

sometimes, just sometimes, he’s a bit paranoid and believes you’re not breathing because of how still and pale you look as you sleep. the first time he slept with you, he put his finger close to your nose to feel if you’re breathing, even taking a mirror and seeing the air your exhale. after that fear vanished, he would just watch you. he would sit next to you and just staring at you with loving eyes look at you. you’ll admit, it was creep opening your eyes to see his face with a wide smile and watery eyes (from staring too long without blinking) but you’ve grown to love it. 

𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪 

on the rare days he has break, he spends the night at your place. waking up to you holding him lovingly in his arms is always, and will forever be, his second favorite part of the day. the first? when you open your eyes and slowly adjust to the sunlight and staring up at him with such adoring eyes that his heart melts into a pool of fluff. a smile slowly creeps onto your face and his heart grows ten times bigger at the site. he snuggles further into your neck and breathes in heavily, wanting to get drunk off of your scent that reminds him of home on the days when he’s far away. 

𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 

what did you expect? a peaceful morning full of whispers and exchanging shy glances? no. he wakes you up by singing loudly into your ear or throwing a pillow at you. the first time it happened, you were a bit hurt but seeing how he hunched over and laughed at your angered face...you knew that he meant war. it’s become a tradition to see who wakes up first and throws the first pillow. of course you like your peace and quiet but you love waking up to his loud laughter and grinning face. 

𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰

every morning, he uses his strength to his advantage by dragging you closer to him as you slept. you knew he loved cuddling you but the first time he picked you up and plopped you on top of him...well...it was scary. the sudden movement frightened you but you’ve gotten used to his behavior of picking you up and laying your body next to his to softly wiggle your nose, or on top of you to stroke your back, or across his lap to trace your features. 

◌ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 ◌ cheesy romantic moments with boyfriend!ateez

◌ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌ @blaqpinksthetic @tinkerbellwoo @choielyssa @akaatsura @ddeonghwva @binfuls

◌ 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌

[dulceateez]

finals week has been kicking my butt, requests will be done over my break that’s coming up soon. apologies for the wait <3

[dulceateez]

Ateez likes you and they believe you like another member when in reality you're just trying to get tips on how to ask them out. (Fluffy ending please).

You're like my favourite writer on atiny tumblr rn so cant even imagine how happy I was when you opened up reqs. I'm so excited to see what you make of this!!

oh love this idea too! this one may take me longer to complete, hope that’s okay with you <3

thank you so much ): hopefully i don’t disappoint!

[dulceateez]

Hey there, first off your works are so adorable 💕💕💯👏🏻👏🏻 Love them!!

And if you're still accepting reactions I was thinking of Ateez reacting to their s/o saying things like 'I love you' in their native language while asleep 🤔

Thank you :) Wishing you a good week!!

thank you so much!

this is an adorable idea! added to the list as well! thank you for requesting <3

wishing you an amazing week as well!

[dulceateez]

So i have a few ideas for Ateez reaction!

- them reacting to their crush having a cute aura and a baby face but they are actually a foul mouth with a husky voice ?

love this idea! adding it to my list!

[dulceateez]

𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐮𝐠

◌ 𝐜𝐰 ◌ 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 ◌ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 ◌ @yunhom

𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨

long days of work and coming back to the dorms empty or everyone sound asleep has become part of his routine now. he enjoyed peering into every room and observing their faces before finally settling into his own bed. it’s true that he became lonely, the sudden feeling attacking him one particular night. so, he ventured off in disguise to have a bit of fun and possibly meet someone new. 

and that’s how he ended up in a quiet, self-serve, cafe that runs 24 hours. some high school students studied away while some college students looked for a break. he floated about before sitting down at his own table, away from everyone else. he took out his pen and paper, writing whatever comes to mind and humming a random melody that caught the attention of a pretty stranger. 

you tapped his shoulder, “umm, excused me?” 

“yes?” he removed his earbud, looking at you curiously.

“what song are you humming? it sounds...nice!” 

“oh!” he blushed at the compliment, “it’s a song that i've been working on.”

the conversation continued with your homework set aside, your main focus on the stranger in front of you with this amazing ability to create beautiful music. he spoke to you freely about music, slowly falling for the way your eyes filled with curiosity, and you spoke to him about the stressors of college classes. 

the sky became darker but then began to lighten up as the sun comes out from hiding. he noticed your yawns, you noticed his droopy eyes. neither of you stopped the conversation until it was finally four in the morning. he was the first to say ‘bye’ but you were the first to cling onto him. 

as he walked away, you grabbed his waist, bringing him back and giving him a tight squeeze. maybe the lack of sleep made you delusional but you weren’t ready to let him go, “can i get your number at least?” you peered up at him once he turned around.

he was surprised by the sudden embrace, never really enjoying being hugged by close friends and especially someone he just met, but the way you looked up at him with sleepy eyes, yet, so energized and happy...how could he leave you like this? his heart beating rapidly in his chest seeing the stranger he grew fond of in just a couple hours. he saw visions of his future in your eyes and knew right then and there, he had to keep you in his life. 

petting away your hair from your eyes, he takes out his phone and hands it to you, “text me whenever you’re free to hang out next, i need my muse for more inspiration” 

𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘸𝘢

“lovey, do we need this?” he handed you a bag of fruit, struggling to remember what was on the list he forgot at home.

you shook your head, “we have some at home but we do need some more cereal for the kids.” 

“mingi already finished his lucky charms? we’re going to have to limit how much he eats of those before he gets another cavity.” he joked. 

the two of you make your way around the large grocery store, silently shopping for the food items needed for the upcoming holidays. something so domestic about these trips that made him love and look forward to going. he loved holding your hand or making you hop on the cart to push you around, trying out the yummy free samples put out, even watching you struggle for food items that were placed too high, the complaints you would make was even cuter. 

“this star is pretty!” you marveled at the twinkling gold star, imaging how it would look on the christmas tree, “it’s huge!” looking down at the price of it, you cringed. the star was way too expensive to even consider purchasing it. 

“do you want it?” he asked you, side-eyeing the price.

you shrugged your shoulders, “pretty but maybe next year.” you push the cart away from the item before you thought too much about it. 

he knew exactly why you didn’t want to buy it. spending money has always been a big issue for you but he vowed, to himself, to do anything and everything to make you happy--even if it meant buying a stupidly expensive star. he has the means to buy it, so why not? 

he returned with a plastic bag in hand, “forgetting anything?”

you looked at the bag, “what’s in there?”

“the star--figured we’d get it for this year...and for more years...pass it down to our kids too.” 

“you...you b-bought it?”

“you love it, I love it, our future kids will love it.” 

while checking out, he bagged all of the items into their bags and into the cart. you walked over to him and gave him a big hug from behind, “you didn’t have to do that but thank you so very much.” 

he’s used to your back hugs by now but this one felt different, more love was poured into this one and he knew it wasn’t because he bought you the star but because he bought something that made you happy and thought about family value for the future.

“anything for you.”

𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘰

it was an innocent drinking game that ended in you becoming heavily drunk. you were stumbling all over the dance floor, slurring your words, chatting up random strangers, somehow ended up crying on someone’s shoulder. thankfully, you didn’t get injured because your best friend came to the rescue. 

“yunho! my big guy!” 

he wrapped his arm around you and escorted you out of the house party before settling you into the passenger seat of his car. the car ride wasn’t silent at all. you rambled on about whatever came to mind and he sat there and listened to everything patiently. even when he pulled into his apartment, you just couldn’t stop talking. 

“that’s why it’s very important to wear sunscreen, you can’t go around looking wrinkly.” 

“are you hinting at something?” he jokingly asked.

“mhm! you need to be the dilf of this friend group.” 

the inside joke made him chuckle lowly, he finally got you out of the car and into his apartment where you wasted no time making yourself at home. you sprawled out on his couch and patted under your head, signaling for him to sit down for you to rest your head on his lap. 

“you love me, right yunho?” you abruptly asked him, playing with his fingers that dangle over your face.

“of course I love you...why do you ask?”

“just making sure that I'm still number one in that big boo--chest of yours.” your menacing giggle made him choke on his own spit before laughing loudly at your comment. 

you sat up and squeezed yourself behind him, wrapping him up with the blanket just behind your back and resting your arms around his waist, “cold. too cold. you need blanket.” even in your drunken state, you still looked after him. 

he didn’t expect you to cling onto him, your chin resting on his shoulder and hands rubbing his stomach soothingly. he felt giddy inside over the sensation of your warm hands on his body. his thoughts were interrupted by your snoring, a dribble of drool rolling down your lip. he smiled and adjusted himself on the couch, knowing you won’t wake up until tomorrow morning. 

𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨

you made it your mission to fluster this shy, pure boy every chance you could get. from whispering into his ear, brushing your hand against his, messing with his hair, to calling him pet names. at this point, even looking at you made him blush furiously. you just love to embarrass him and make him blush.

so when a new girl comes and playfully flirts with him, that soft pink blush you had on your face turned bright red. what ticked you off the most is his ears not turning pink--making you wonder if he enjoys her attention more than yours. instead of storming over there to the two lovebirds, you observe his smiles and giddy laughter. you want to throw up at the site of it all. you hated the way he basked in her attention and attentive to every little thing she said or did.

“sangie!” you call sweetly, stopping right in front of the two, blocking them from leaving the classroom, “walk me to class?” you tilt your side to the side, flashing the biggest puppy eyes you could, smiling cheekily at him.

the same blush adorns his face, “umm, sorry y/n, i'm taking her to her classes today, we can all walk together!”

you couldn’t hide you discontent, the smile fading from your face and replaced with a smirk, “yeah...that’s an excellent idea yeo!” he didn’t miss the devilish smirk you had on your face. 

as the three of you walked, you stood in between them, linking arms with him and resting your head against him. you paid no attention to the intruder until she asked,

“yeosang, let’s go to the cafe after school?” 

“of course!” 

you wanted to protest but instead let the girl into his class and you stormed off from the puzzled boy, leaving him to rub his neck and awkwardly chuckle at the situation. 

after a week of them getting a bit too close, you finally decided to give up. however, on one particular day after school, you were on your way home when you saw him walking along side the girl. her nails holding onto him and a beaming smile on her face. you weren’t going to let her have her way--especially if it meant she’s going to take him away from you. the minute she stepped away from him, you went in. 

“sangie!” you run behind him, engulfing him into a hug from behind, “sangie, i've missed you.” you confessed. you held onto his tightly, watching his ears turn pink and his cheeks become plush with a shy smile on his face, “don’t leave me! you know i liked you first!” 

his heart was already racing from the tight hug but now the words and the sing-song tone of your voice caused his heart to go into overdrive. hearing the words “i liked you first” was such a relief, he can finally let his feeling out; 

“i like you too, y/n, I really do.” he didn’t dare to turn around, afraid he'll burst from his happiness. 

“someone who likes me wouldn’t be allowing some girl to flirt with him,” you remove your arms and crossed them over your chest, pouting as he turned to look down at you, “should’ve told her you belong to me the minute she looked at you.” he can tell you’re joking but also slightly serious.

instead of protesting any of it, he smiled at you, “i didn’t like her flirting, there’s a reason why i don’t blush for her...because i've always liked you.”

“you better make it up to me; gimme a kiss!” 

“yes, my dear.” he chuckled before pecking your lips.

𝘴𝘢𝘯

“are you seriously still mad at me?” no response from you. “seriously? are you this immature?” you ignored him completely. “okay, fine...don’t talk then.” he stormed out of the room and went into the kitchen where you can hear him slamming some drawers and cabinets, surely trying to find something to eat or simple to make. 

a small disagreement turned into hours or bickering and finally the both of you exploded into a fight. neither of you wanted to admit to wrongdoings or be at fault. someone had to be right and you thought you’re correct and he was confident he was in the right. 

but that all went away when you heard a loud yelp come from the kitchen. you were on your feet and running over to your boyfriend who was hunched over the sink as cold water streamed onto his hand. the smell of burning food was a dead give away that he injured himself while he cooked whatever he could fine. this is why you’re always the one to cook between the two of you. 

you sighed, walking into the bathroom to take out the first aid and hand it to him without saying anything. you knew he was hurting but your pride was too big to give in. but watching him struggle with the bandage finally broke you,

“god, give me that.” you sneer, taking the roll into your hand and wrapping his palm up, “what would you do without me.” you commented to yourself.

he orangized everything back into the kit and you gave him a tight squeezed hug for a brief moment, “much rather make something for you angry then see you get hurt, sit down and i'll cook.” 

he was scared. truly terrified over this argument, afraid he’d lose you, but the hug reassured him that everything will be okay. he felt all your love in that swift embrace and now through your words.

“we’ll talk it over while we eat.”

𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪

he’s used to being protected by you despite his tall structure and, sometimes, fierce face. he’s the one clinging onto you during scary movies and gripping your hand until they turn red when he’s getting a shot. everyone teases him for it, some even going as for to tell him to “man up,” a phrase that you and him can agree is incredibly toxic. he feels sorry that he can’t protect you at times or be the big scary boyfriend you probably expected him to be--but you don’t care. you love looking after him and feeling like you can protect someone. 

but one this occasion. it was different. as the two of you walk alone through the forest, obviously taking a trail, you can’t help but feel spooked by the slightest of noise. when the wind would pick up and swoosh through the trees, creating a howling noise that you find a bit too animalistic, or when the leaves crunch feet away from you two, or when he stepped on a branch and the sound was a bit too loud. you grew anxious, slowly stepping behind him so he can take the lead, which he did with pride. 

“are you scared?” he stops walking, causing you to run into his back. 

“swear to god, if you don’t keep walking.” you warned him, pushing at his waist to keep him moving. 

he kept marching, seeing the parking lot in close view, a wave of relief washes over you. that was shattered when a big squirrel dashes in front of you. scared out of your wits, you cling onto him from behind. your arms wrapped themselves around his waist and your head buried the highest you can reach him. this feeling is new to him, how you coward into his body made him feel proud that he can finally protect you from something. he wrapped one arms around you while the other pulls you to his front,

“i'm officially a hero.”

“don’t get ahead of yourself.” 

𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨

this affectionate boy never saw himself falling for someone that cringes at the physical contact give by him. he tried so hard to make you warm up to his touches, finally learning to not jump over steps and go straight to biting your cheek that he said resembled a pink mochi. he started with playing with your fingers, sweeping hair out of your face, playing footsie under the table, patting your back. nothing helped. 

“woo,” you called him over the phone, “can you come over...please?” this was the first time you asked for him to come to your place instead of him inviting himself in. a smile crept on his face but that went away when he heard your sniffle before the plea. 

he didn’t answer, hanging up the call but you knew he was on the way. you waited patiently on your couch, knees to your chest and chin resting on your knee. when the door finally opened, you rushed over to him. 

he was struggling to take off his boots, the tie turning into a knot, and was hunched over to work at the problem. he didn’t notice your footsteps until he felt your arms come around him. he paused, more like froze at the odd, but warm, sensation of your body against his. carefully, he turned around to hold you comfortably as you sniffled,

“glad you’re finally here.”

“glad i'm here too.” 

he held onto you tightly, terrified that if he let you go, he’d have to wait several more months for another hug from you. he breathed in your shampoo, allowed his hands to travel over your body, pressed his cheek against your exposed skin. he held on a bit tighter before you let go. your warmth still lingered hours later. 

𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰

this was his first big role in the school’s play. he finally got the lead role and to make things better, his crush was his love interest. he prepared all day and night, reciting his lines and practicing new techniques to wow you. 

“hey jongho,” he stopped dead in his tracks when he heard your voice, “do you think we can practice in private for a bit? second act, third scene?” he didn’t remember what scene it was but he complied happily. 

you led him into an empty classroom, shutting the door behind you and pulling down the blinds on it, “been practicing?” 

“every chance i get.”

the practice continued as normal, giving each other pointers on where to improve and he managed to impress you with his use of terminology. 

then, the scene was coming up and so what his heart rate. 

“do you want to skip over it?” you asked him.

“no!no! we can practice it, it’s okay.”

he turned around and walked, as the play instructed him to do, and he heard your heavy foot steps before being embraced in your warmth and sweet smell. your entire body was pressed up against him, his mind swirled into a blissful state. he held your arms in place and basked in the glorious feeling. 

nothing can ruin this moment.

“umm...jongho? we can let go now.” 

he scrambled to get you off, “s-sorry, d-didn’t even notice.”

“you’re cute...unfortunately, we have to keep rehearsing this scene until we get it absolutely right.” 

he sensed the fake disappointment in your tone, “uh-oh.” 

“guess we’ll have to keep hugging.”

“how unfortunate.” but his gummy smile says otherwise. 

◌ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 ◌ moment you fell for crush!ateez

◌ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌ @blaqpinksthetic @tinkerbellwoo @choielyssa @akaatsura @ddeonghwva @binfuls

◌ 𝐚/𝐧 ◌ this is my first reaction post so please share any recommendations on how to change it so it’s more suitable for you guys! i'm aware that the person requested s/o but i couldn’t come up with vastly different scenarios and everything seemed too repetitive so i hope this is okay <3 

[dulceateez]

heyy!!! hope you are doing okay <3 i just wanted to request a reaction about how would ateez react if their s/o caress their bare arm when they are sleeping? it sounds complicated but I thought that they are sleeping but their s/o admires them and then as a sign of affection they start to caress their bare arm. i think it is super fluffy 🥺🥺 omg I'm so weird skgpdoh hope it makes sense thank youuu <3

hello, hope you’re doing well as well <3

sounds so cute and fluffy! for sure going to do this reaction! it makes perfect sense!

thank you for requesting and you’ll be tagged in the post <3

[dulceateez]

Hello! I was just wondering if you take trans or male reader requests? If not no worries <33

hello!

never done trans/male reader before, usually stick to gender neutral terms for anyone to imagine themselves easily, but if you’d like to have a trans reader then that’s okay!

[dulceateez]

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[dulceateez]

hi lovey !! this is my archived blog but i wanted to let you know that i’ve been reading your works for a while (i love your writing so much it’s true <3) and was wondering if you could add my new blog @binfuls to your taglist? <333

hello hun!

yes, you will be added to the tag list for my future works <3 thank you so much <3

[dulceateez]

𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨 

he compares you to butterflies. always telling you how beautiful you are and how gracefully you move about this planet. you take everything with ease and loving you is easy. you’re important to so many people and fill each person’s life with such beauty like you did to his. so it’s no wonder that he shows you pictures of butterflies he saw in his day. small white butterflies, monarchs, the occasional yellow ones. butterflies are symbolic of so many things in his life but the most important is you. when you walk around the city, he’d point at the beautiful bugs and never misses an opportunity to compliment you. 

𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘸𝘢 

you love his eyes that fill with wonder whenever he experiences something new, little do you know that he also loves seeing the same expression on your face. he buys you mystery boxes of your favorite tv shows or games. each time he goes to pick you up or visit you, he comes with a small box in hand for you to tear open and marvel at the new figure. such cute eyes. he kisses your forehead or the top of your head as you admire all the details on the toy. 

𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘰 

after a rainy day, he takes your hand and helps you into the matching frog raincoats and boots that he bought for you two. he leads you outside because he knows how much you love the smell of the wet earth and rain paired with the cool wind that blows in your face. as you walk around the neighborhood with your hand in his, he points at all the puddles for you to splash in. 

𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 

he’s never cared to acknowledge the small things in life--or at least never stopped to appreciate them, but when you came into his life, everything changed. he’s learned to love the painted sky in the early mornings, quick to capture the moment and send the photo to you. he loves the tiny flowers that peek through the cement sidewalk, plucking it for you to have. even the scents of sweets as he passes the bakery is something he needs to tell you about. 

𝘴𝘢𝘯 

small tiny white flowers in the crown of your head each time after a small picnic date at the park, his sneaky fingers place them diligently in your hair. even when he buys you bouquets, the heads of flowers that fell off their stems find a new life living in hair. they stay well hydrated by being showered in his praises and coos.

𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪 

a love note here, a love note there. everywhere you turn, there’s a new note waiting to be discovered. he writes the most beautiful, and cheesy, notes for you to find. writing down memories of you, appreciating you; his words are like a kiss on your cheek. everything he writes is oh-so-sweet. 

𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 

being the chef in the relationship, he often cooks for you. food seems to be his love language to you. he brings you food when you’re sick, leaves cut up fruit and vegetables in the fridge for you to snack on, you’re his sou chef, and his taste-tester. but when he notices how obsessed you are with a particular disney movie, he just has to recreate it for you. he sets the table, the lights, the soundtrack playing in the background, dresses up--and of course, serves meals inspired by the ones in the film. 

𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰 

because of his competitive nature, he needs to stop at every claw machine and doesn’t move away from there until he wins you something. he can be in a completely different country and still play the impossible arcade game for you. he would try and try and try and try over and over and over again just to see your shy smile when he presents the gift to you. 

◌ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 ◌ cheesy romantic moment with boyfriend!ateez

◌ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ◌ @blaqpinksthetic @tinkerbellwoo @choielyssa @akaatsura @ddeonghwva

[dulceateez]

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[dulceateez]

Hey your writings are soo beautiful and soft nd warm ohmg i waana give u a hug 😭💞🖐🏻

but also all i see is boxes instead of d names or wat d writing is about (how do i fix it) but i still read it cuz ur writing ❤️💕✨

thank you so much <3

i use a copy and paste font for my titles and headings but they show up for me so i’m not sure how to help ): perhaps updating the app may work?