❛ FANTASIA ❜ ─ a musical composition without strict form; imaginative, free, and improvisatory.
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For whatever’s worth, go to the ophthalmologist, Jihoon-ah! ☆ (한지훈)
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ ── beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy ♡
in which! jihoon steals you glasses. again. genre! bf!jihoon x reader. stablished relationship. fluff. mention to animal corssing & cruel prince by holly black warning(s)! skinship (?) kiss. wc! 1k 𖧧 @fantasia-films; @k-records; @berrybittynetwork
⎚-⎚ j. note ─ a sweet one because you've suffered enought with me T^T. (i'm not that happy now tho, so expect sad fics soon <3) im OBSSESED with how glasses look on jihoonie... and his sister's (the one he's wearing in the photo) look so much like mine hshs ><.
── ✶ 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 & 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
YOUR GLASSES WERE NOWHERE TO BE FOUND. You’d looked on the couch, under it, on the nightstand, in the drawers, in the kitchen, even in the dishwasher and in the laundry basket (it wouldn’t be the first time you’d lost them there). But they just weren’t there. They were, indeed, nowhere to be found. And that was starting to get on your nerves.
You knew you tended to lose your glasses. In fact, it was typical of you. So you took a deep breath, as you usually did, and looked behind the sofa cushion again. Nothing.
Ughhh!, you thought to yourself. You hadn’t called Jihoon yet because you knew he’d be streaming or quietly playing video games in the studio (the spare room in the house), and you didn’t want to bother him. You knew these had been stressful weeks with the comeback, the company’s nasty comments, the preparations, the anticipation… everything. So that place had become his refuge, and you usually didn’t want to drag him back to the real world.
However, you needed to check. You’d been searching high and low for those measly glasses for twenty minutes because you wanted to read. Was that so hard?
You sighed to yourself and made your way toward the little room that served as a studio in the house. You knocked gently on the door. “Jihoon? Jihoon-ah, can I come in?”
“Hm! I’m all alonee,” came a voice from the other side of the door, which basically meant there wouldn’t be another five hundred thousand people watching her walk through the door. (It wasn’t a live stream, after all.)
You turned the doorknob, opening the door and asking at the same time, “Honey, have you seen my glasses…?”
The question hung in the air, of course, because when the guy turned around, he was wearing something you knew very well. Maybe even all too well.
They were round, metal, and exactly as you’d left them that morning.
Your glasses.
On Jihoon’s face.
Okay, that’s beside the point, but why did he look so handsome?
It was a fact that Jihoon needed glasses, because he was just as nearsighted as you. But of course, this was the first time you’d ever seen him wearing glasses. And even more so, wearing yours.
“Your glasses?” he asked distractedly, looking up from his Nintendo; he was playing Animal Crossing (to surprise for no one). “I have them,” he smiled.
“No, really?,” you replied sarcastically, still flustered. “Can I have them back, please? I want to read.” Even though they looked great on him, you were still determined to finish that book.
Jihoon stared at you bluntly. “Noup”
You blinked slowly.
Wait, what?
“What do you mean, ‘no’? Jihoon, those are my glasses.”
“Yeah, you’re right, but I’m just playing! Can you wait a little while until I finish picking my daily berries? Otherwise my eyes will hurt later…” he asked, giving you puppy-dog eyes.
You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “No way. I want to read about how Jude gets out of the mess she’s gotten herself into in the kingdom. You know it got really interesting!”
He shook his head, acting all knowing after pretending to think it over for a moment; “This isn’t working for us. We should make a schedule or take turns with the glasses… there’s got to be a solution—” Jihoon began, but you cut him off in exasperation. Your empathy for his exhaustion had vanished.
“Those are my glasses, Jihoon… the solution is simple: go see the ophthalmologist already!” you complained, closing in on him dangerously fast. You were going to take those glasses off him no matter what.
He tried to step back, but the chair stopped him (and the cramped space in the room, too). Jihoon held his hands out in front of him as if to protect himself, but you eagerly pushed them aside and took his glasses off his face, putting them back on yourself.
Now you were the one smiling. “Thanks, sweetheart,” you said, and after giving him a soft, quick little kiss as compensation, you went off to read your book once and for all, leaving Jihoon still trying to process what had just happened.
No matter how many years you’d been together, things like this would always surprise him.
————————————————————
You spent some time reading in peace, enjoying your book after the frantic search for your glasses. Ahh, this is the life, you thought to yourself, while also enjoying how well you could see with your glasses on.
While you were doing your own thing, Jihoon came into the living room like a sad little puppy—right where you were. “Ynnn…” he called out to you, then flopped down on the couch and rested his head on your lap. You took a break from your book for a moment.
“Tell me,” you said, reaching out to stroke Jihoon’s hair.
You could feel under your fingers how he instantly relaxed as you began to play with his hair for a while.
“You’re not mad at me, are you?” he asked, in a low, deeper voice. He was pouting, looking deeply concerned.
You blinked slowly and then snorted. “Mad? No, not at all.” You shook your head, setting the book aside to get a better look at Jihoon, who now had his chin resting on your lap.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
Jihoon nodded slowly and rolled back onto his back again, this time staring at the ceiling.
“That’s good because since you’ve been reading for a while, I’d really like you to let me borrow them and stuff…”
You snorted again, smiling.
“Jihoon-ah, seriously, make an appointment with the eye doctor. It’s about time. And while you’re at it… just so you know, this style of glasses looks great on you.” You said that last part as you refocused your eyes on your book.
He frowned; it was clear he wasn’t a big fan of doctors. “But will you let me borrow them?” he asked again.
“I’ll let you have them when I’m done with this,” you said, pointing to the book. He smiled again—that bright smile he was known for—and after giving you a gentle kiss on the hand as a thank-you, he lay down beside you once more. He knew you still had a while before you finished, so he’d take the opportunity to get some sleep by your side.
You smiled and kept playing with his hair absentmindedly while you read about how the main character in your book was pointing a sword at her love interest’s neck.
a/n: fun fact! these little peeps are the profiles that will be used in my sungho smau. but because im too lazy to make new profiles, this smau will be a prequel but its not important whatsoever 😊
˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ OPENING POKEMON CARDS FOR FUMA<3 🧸ྀི — what the title says :3 ( word count 783 )
[ extras ] might be a liiiiiiiiiiittle suggestive, kissing, skinship, nerd fuma<3333
ੈ✩‧₊˚ notes ! hellow 1st work after hiatus !!!!!
@lune-net ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ @k-records ੈ✩‧₊˚ @fantasia-films ˚｡⋆౨ৎ div by @dontmentionitseriouslyy
you were sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phone absentmindedly. the weather was killing you and you didn't feel like doing anything. just waiting for fuma to come back home.
several sighs and dumb tiktoks later, you heard the door opening.
"i'm home!" fuma announced and you lazily craned your neck to catch a glimpse of your fiancé.
"welcome home, baby!" you hummed, plopping deeper into the couch.
he walked into the living room, wide grin plastered on his face.
"look what i got!"
you didn't look right away. rather, you focused on his cute hairstyle: blond dyed hair loosely parted, with a small pigtail at the back. cute.
then you noticed the item between his fingers.
a pack of pokémon cards.
fuma rushed over and placed a rushed kiss on the crown of your head. then he sat down, patting his thigh.
"want you to open them" fuma grinned. with a lazy groan you obliged, resting on his lap.
your fiancée first looked at the pack, then at the oversized t-shirt that rode up your thighs. exposing his boxers you wore underneath. his favorite boxers he's been looking for a week now.
"i thought you wanted to open those?" you chuckled, realizing where his attention shifted.
"i've been looking for these" fuma whined, hooking his index finger under the material. he lifted it and snapped it against your skin as you giggled.
"whoops!" with a shrug, you grabbed the pack. turning it it your fingers and eyeing the packaging, fuma relaxed and rested his large hands against your thighs. "anything specific we're looking for?"
"well, rare ones obviously. but they're hard to pull… i'll be happy with anything, really. well, maybe expect duplicates–" he stopped in his tracks and held his breath when he saw you open the pack.
as gently as you tried to do it, it hurt his collectioner soul. you furrowed your brows in focus and held the cards so that the back faced fuma.
"this one is cute" you hummed, eyeing the first card. you knew almost nothing about them. hell, even about pokémons. the yellow guy was pikachu… and fuma's favorite was the dog-fox-bunny eared looking brown one… which also evolved into a purple one? and also had a white and pink variant? you liked it too, it was cute. but that was where your knowledge ended.
"ah, it's psyduck" fuma hummed when you flipped the card to him. he grabbed it and examined it closer.
"oh, i know this one!" you yelped excitedly. fuma's eyes widened, heart racing. was it sylveon? he'd cry, he'd actually cry– "pika, pika!"
he huffed, lips twitching in a smile.
you grinned and fanned the card, giggling. he couldn't help but smile at your reaction.
"good job, baby. that is, indeed, pikachu" he grinned and his fingers brushed against yours when he grabbed the card.
that was, in fact, not pikachu.
it was ditto disguised as pikachu. but how could you know? well, to be completely frank, the face was entirely different… scratch that, who he was to ruin your excitement?
fuma put the card aside and began tracing circles on the skin of your thighs, observing with amusement how it caused goose bumps to appear on your skin.
"this one is ugly… this one too…" you mumbled and he just scoffed. "huh… yeah, also ugly"
you put the card aside and he halted.
"you said this one is ugly?" fuma choked out, reaching for the card you just put down. it was the last one.
"well, yeah. too much going on" you shrugged and watched his eyes widen, mouth fall ajar.
"baby, that's a rare one"
you gasped.
"that's why it was shiny?" you asked and fuma examined the card closer, showing you how it casted holographic elements when turned.
"that's floette… oh my…" fuma whispered, eyes glued to the card. you smiled and scanned his features. he was radiating joy, eyes crinkling due to a wide grin. "i can't believe you said it's ugly…"
you giggled and fuma put away the card gently. then, he attacked your face with kissed. you squealed, taken by surprise.
"thank you, thank you, thank you" he babbled between the kisses, hoarse hands roaming around your waist (wait, when did he even–?).
"silly, you bought the cards–" you couldn't even finish, chuckles bubbling from you as his hair tickled your face, plump lips pecked your skin.
"mhm, but you opened it" he hummed, pulling you closer and squeezing your waist. "i love you"
you just grinned and wrapped your hands at the back of his neck.
and your fiancé finally places his lips on yours, expressing his utter gratitude by kissing you deeply.
❪ 入れ墨 ❫ fluff est. rs photographer!changmin x f!reader 912 cw ノ they're engaged, lots of wedding stuff mentioned (& how expensive it is), kissing, not proofread 〃 @reisdoll ⸝⸝⸝ it's been *checks* 14 long months since i wrote for tbz BUT WE ARE BACK. i never stopped loving this group and the members, and i really hope the future will be kinder to them <3 / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
It's unusual to find Changmin not in bed with you by midnight, but luckily, you don't have to guess where he might be. There's only one plausible place that could be holding him this late. His study, at his computer.
You patter into the room, hair still wet from your shower and your light summer pyjamas on. It's completely dark save for the computer light illuminating Changmin's face. The curtains are still open, indicating that he has been sitting here for hours without noticing the passing time.
You close the curtains first, and then find the switch for the table lamp. The warm light pulls Changmin out of his focus immediately, and a sigh leaves his lips. He leans back in his chair, eyes scrunched shut, eyebrows tensed. You don't have to ask to tell his work has been frustrating him lately. Six hours on his computer without a break is never a good sign. His entire body shows the evident exhaustion.
You step behind his chair and let your hands find his shoulders. You gently work your fingers into his tense muscles. His head turns to the right, nose burrowing against your arm before he presses a kiss to your skin.
"It's late. You gonna sleep?" you pose the question. Somewhere in your head you already know the answer. He shakes his head quietly, muttering a quiet 'not yet' in response.
"Why are you still up?" he asks, leaning back against the headrest and blinking up at you. "Go sleep."
It's your turn to shake your head, "Not without you."
He frowns, "This isn't going to work, then. I have to finish these before tomorrow."
You glance at his computer where his editing software is open with a collection of photos from his latest shoot. A pre-wedding photoshoot; a very fancy one. You eye the elegant wedding dress the bride wears. It looks designer, upwards of ten thousand dollars at least. You've recently become more familiar with costs and styles of bridal wear on your own wedding dress hunt. Changmin has heard you complain more than once about the absurd costs.
You've always been so sure you would be more than happy with a cheaper wedding dress. Something classy without breaking the bank. Yet, you can't help but admire how stunning the bride looks in the photos with her poofy ballgown, massive train, and elegant veil. Changmin has completely captured the beauty of the dress and the bride. You rest your chin on the top of your fiancé's head, arms wrapped around his shoulders as you both stare at the photos.
"That dress is pretty," you mumble. Changmin can hear the want in your voice, despite you trying to conceal it. You're good at hiding things, but not from him. He has a way of reading you, even when you don't want him to.
The truth is, wedding dress shopping has been a source of stress for you recently—one that your fiancé can't easily help you with. You're still bent on keeping the dress a completely surprise for him, so you haven't told him much. It's not like you're rushed to find the one, but you've never particularly liked shopping for expensive things, especially something so important.
"Would you want to wear a dress like that?" he asks quietly.
"Maybe… if we were millionaires," you smile sarcastically. Changmin rubs your arm, eyebrows tense.
"I want you to have whatever dress you want. Don't focus on the cost so much. We'll make it work."
You kiss his head, "What about the rest, then? Everything about weddings are expensive. Venue, catering, decorations, reception, engagement shoot… they all cost a lot."
"Engagement shoot?" Changmin echoes, "I can do that for free."
"How? You need to be in the photos too, love. You can't be behind the camera and in front of it at the same time," you point out. Changmin is silent for a moment like he hadn't considered this fact before.
"I want to do our engagement shoot. I've imagined it in my head so many times. It's important to me."
"I know it is… we can think about it and figure something out."
"At least your bridal shoot, okay?" Changmin glances up at you. "I want to photograph you in your wedding dress."
"You will. We can do two separate shoots, or maybe you could tell Chanhee what you want and he could take the photos. You work together on projects all the time. You know he's good."
"Maybe."
"You're so picky about this," you tease fondly, fingers curling through his dark hair.
"And Chanhee is gonna be your best man anyway. He wouldn't even charge you for the photoshoot."
"Maybe."
"We can decide on it later. Finish up the touch-ups. I'll stay with you until you're done," you tell him.
"You sure?" Changmin's head turns up, dimple peeking out on his cheek. You smile back and press your lips to his before stepping back from his chair and pulling up a seat for yourself.
His attention turns back to his computer, eyes focusing on the smallest details to edit—adjusting colours, sharpening details, touching up blemishes. You watch him work for the next two hours, head resting on his shoulder, fighting sleep every time his scent relaxes you too much. By the time he's done, he finds you dozing off, still clinging to his side like a pillow. Adorable.
warnings: cursing, mentions of smoking, use of daddy and kitten (as jokes), suggestive jokes, noona kink, slight anakin skywalker defence
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a/n: i know I said I would only start working on this chapter when @filmrku posts the second part of deadline but considering a WHOLE FUCKING INTERVENTION was held for me today about why I'm so scared to talk to my irl yushi here you go I'm going to go end it all now like can a girl not just admire from afar (he's lowk kinda chopped but he has pretty eyes) and one day die without ever making a move (he might like me back lowk because his friends keep seemingly stalking my acc but like I'm not going to do anything about that). wow ok holy yap over a guy I claim I've moved on from damn FUCK MY STUPID BAKA LIFE AND COLLEGE IS ALSO STARTING NEXT WEEK which means they'll try to get me talk to him irl ok I need to stop because why did the journal factory explode let's hope he doesn't read nct wish rpf because he'll know I'm talking about him (no he won't)
“come on, baby. you’ve got that” taehyun’s smooth voice was almost persuasive.
almost. only if you weren’t near passing out, air escaping from your lungs.
“i’m gonna kill you” you sighed, hands wiping the sweat off your face and taehyun just laughed “don’t laugh!”
hyun has been asking you to go to the gym with him and you thought it could be cute. bonding.
and not… a near-death experience.
on top of that, he was being sassy with it too. watching you with the corner of his eye, scoffing when he finished his set way before you.
which led to now, him assisting you with your workout.
his hands were gently holding your ankles, even his hair stuck to his forehead by sweat.
“i am not doing five more, seriously. i’ll die” you huffed, puffing your cheeks. everything hurt, even parts of your body that you weren’t sure that existed.
“fighting, angel” he hummed, smile breaking into a huge grin.
“yeah, i’ll be fighting. you, once i get up” you snarled, finally looking at him. taehyun cocked his head. even post-workout, he looked so handsome. and you… you didn’t want to think about it.
“five more. you’ve got this. we’ll grab any food you’d like afterwards” he continued to bribe you, shuffling closer.
you just let out a dramatic sigh and made the scrunch. once sitting up, you moved your hands and flicked his nose. taehyun just giggled, thumbs drawing circles on your ankles.
“see? it wasn’t that hard” your boyfriend encouraged you. you managed to repeat it three more times, each of which you flicked his forehead, chin and between his brows. he didn’t even mind, just chuckling at your attitude.
“last one. come on, princess” he cheered.
you made the last scrunch, the muscles in your stomach burning. when you were on taehyun’s eye level, he let go of your ankles and moved to capture your lips in a kiss.
he didn’t care if you were sweaty or disheveled, he just poured the feeling of pride into that kiss. you just hummed in relief, moving your hands to his exposed arms. you felt him smiling against your lips before moving away.
you squeezed his arm with a grin.
“worth it, hm?” he teased, looking at you. you could feel his breath fanning on your cheek, his ebony eyes scanning your face.
“i guess” you snickered, finally meeting his gaze.
for a moment, it was just you two. only his loving look warming you up inside (or maybe it was the soreness slowly setting in).
“so, hotpot?” with a huge smile, you asked.
taehyun just nodded, bringing his hand to wipe the sweat from your temple.
⸝⸝ in which! youngjae is too fond of your voice genre! idol!strager!youngjae x radioannouncer!reader. nothing too deep just a silly little thought :3. requested! (inspired by this fic) warning(s)! obssesive boy (not in a weird way tho) wc! 0.5k ☕︎ this was sitting in my drafts for a long time so.. why not? hshs. 𖧧 @fantasia-films, @k-records, @berrybittynetwork.
YOUNGJAE WAS… OBSSESED.
Or at least, that’s the word Shinyu and Jihoon had come up with. He didn’t agree too much with it, but he didn’t have a greater word for it either. So he just stuck with it.
It was rather a… strange feeling what he felt. He surely hadn’t experienced something like this before. Like, who the heck couldn’t sleep because of a voice?
He could be obsessed with a song, with a person, or maybe with a series — but with a voice? That wasn’t in his bucket list, that’s for sure.
He had heard it for the first time a long time ago, almost a year after debuting with his group. He was in the car with his parents listening to the radio, and it just.. popped out. So suddenly, he wouldn’t have guessed it would become his latest hyper fixation.
“Let’s listen now to the new TWS release before continuing! Remember the members? Shinyu, Dohoon, Youngjae, Hanjin, Jihoon and Kyungmin! This song in particular has a gloomy and nostalgic feeling, the one you surely get after graduation. It took me back to when I was young, and I thought my life ended there. It’s bittersweet, yes, but as they sing, let’s remember our final festival together.”
Those were the exact words you’ve said. He knew them by heart and had memorised them just by how many times he had repeated that sequence, only because you said his name. He had become too fond of it.
For that reason, he had been trying not to listen to the new podcast you had uploaded that day for those who couldn’t listen to the livestream. He really tried to control himself.
Throughout the day was easier, as his schedule was usually pretty packed. Going back and forth made him lose track of time quickly and forget about such things. However, when he had finished all the things in his schedule and sat down in the car at midnight the only thing he wanted to do was to listen to you.
But he couldn’t. He had promised himself he would stay strong.
He sighed and run his fingers through his hair. Why the heck did he make those stupid self-help-bets with himself? Dohoon shouldn’t have lent him his ‘Atomic Habits’ book.
He groaned silently and tried to sleep.
He went round and round in his bed, trying to find the position where he felt more comfortable.
He couldn’t, though. He couldn’t even sleep.
Youngjae ran his hand through his hair and sighed. Again. I am so pathetic…, he thought to himself, hiding his face with his hands.
He really needed it. He really needed you. Your voice. Your tone. The way you laughed. He needed everything.
Maybe he really was obsessed. Maybe, he thought as he put on his earbuds and pressed play on the video.
Your voice instantly made him calm down. It made him feel comforted.
Maybe his friends were right, but the truth was he really enjoyed those times. He didn’t care for being obsessed. It might be his little secret; it isn’t as if he is going to meet you. That Chanel you had wasn’t exactly the place idols used to go to.
And so, he fell asleep. Hoping to meet you someday.
[ author's note ! ] damn i havent wriiten a time stamp in ages. anywho...
[ wc ! ] 188
[ 10: 11pm ] you looked at jooyeon on the supervising screen, his smile so bright that it could light up the darkest nights. pride was beaming on his face – and so it was on yours. the guitar solo he just finished left you speechless.
it’s not like you didn’t hear it before. in fact, for the past few weeks it was the only thing you heard: the sound of jooyeon playing the guitar repeatedly so he can nail it later. there were mistakes, strings of curses when something was off-tune, but… but today it was perfect, just like it was supposed to be.
he walked backstage and you almost flew to him, hands bringing him closer to you by his neck.
“you rocked the stage, oh my god!” you yelled out, the sound of the crowd still going wild almost silencing you. his arms snuck down your waist and pulled you even closer “get it? because rock…”
“yeah?” he breathed out, adrenaline still pumping through his veins “kiss your rockstar boyfriend then”
“gladly” you hummed and in no time your lips crashed on his, only you and him in the moment.
◞ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓: bf!clingy!ot6tws x reader. mention to 'replay' by shinee at some point. head cannons, requested! cw: second hand embarrasment. skinship (kisses, hugs, holding hands...). jealous people. (0.3k-0.5k each). 𖧧 @fantasia-films; @k-records; @berrybittynetwork.
j. note ─ heyheyheyhey! guess who's happy again :D! btw sorry if there's any mistake (english is not my first language (╥﹏╥))
── ✶ 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 & 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.
ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ shin junghwan
There, where you see Shinyu, smart, composed with a leader's manner… he’s the biggest fan of cuddles. As he is always the one in charge of looking after the members as if he were a single parent, when he arrives home, the only thing he wants to do is lie down on the bed and hug you like a koala, never letting go. It’s like his guilty pleasure.
When he’s tired from work, he showers and changes, and the next thing you'd know is he’d be already hugging you as if you were going to disappear in any second. Even hide his head in your chest, and wait for you to pat his head and play with his hair.
“Pretty please?” He’d say with his puppy eyes, and you, with a chuckle, would start caressing his hair. The second you’d place your hand on his head, he’d sigh, and all the tiredness would fade away slowly into a sweet smile. That’s how relaxing it was being with you.
Shinyu isn’t the type of guy who gets jealous fast, but when he does, he’ll pout and come to you, frowning, and ask why you talked with that person instead of hugging him. Then, you two would spend the next whole twenty minutes cuddling and laughing at stupid fish jokes Shinyu had come up with for the day (he, surprisingly, had new ones every day).
Shinyu’d just crave your attention all day, wanting to stay glued to you, but would always know when to stop (like when you are starting to get overwhelmed). He’s very perceptive; that might be why.
In front of others, he’s the composed big guy with a macho phase, but with you he’s just a cute tired boy who weighs more than he’d want to. (Although the macho phase is still there, as he still insists on showing you his muscles from time to time hehe).
Because with you, he’s not Shinyu from TWS; he’s just Shin Junghwan. The boy you love. And the boy who loves you back.
(Just to mention, the rest of the members were pretty shocked the first time they saw Shinyu hug you instantly as soon as he saw you arrive at the practice room. He was sweating, but you didn’t care and hugged him back, which left all of them with their mouths wide open. How could Shinyu have found a girlfriend so quickly? “Top 5 experiences in my life,” said Kyungmin later, with his eyes widened).
ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ kim dohoon
He’s the biggest idiot for you. I have no proof but no doubts either. Big smile every time he sees you.
From day one, he’d be close to you. But like, so close to you. I have to say, Dohoon and Jihoon might be the ones who show their clingy manner the most. He’d never let you go and would always be touching you.
Every day, as soon as he sees you, you’d get a hug, a kiss and a sweet smile. Maybe he’d even take your hand and wander around with you.
Dohoon is one of shyest members at first, but once he feels comfortable with the environment (because with you he always is) will begin to show how clingy he is for you and your attention. He’d hug you from behind, give you sweet kisses while you laugh, and hold your hand as long as possible with a wide smile on his face.
(Yes, you both have traumatised the whole group with your clinginess. “Top 5 experiences I don’t want to see ever again,” said Shinyu).
“Yaaah, why did that girl flirt with me? Haven’t she seen I’m literally yours?” Kind of man.
He loves to remind you that you are the best person he has ever met and that he’d wish to be with you for a long, long, long time. All this while, he hides his face in your arms and feels like he can breathe again.
Always looking for an excuse for you to give him attention.
He’d also love to watch horror movies with you (even if we all agree he hates them) just so he could hold your hand and cling to you for two whole hours. Bonus points if it is so scary he just has to sleep with you and hug you all night long because he’s scared.
ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ choi youngjae
youngjae'd be the one who loves quietly, and even when he's clingy, he's not too loud about it. He's more of a guy who keeps these little sweet moments for just the two of you.
It would take some time for him to get used to all the cuddles you'd give him, but sooner rather than later, he'd become so used to having you close as if it were as normal as breathing.
When you aren't alone, he will naturally come up to you. He does not need to touch you too intensely. However, when he’s sure no one is watching, he'd hold your hand, maybe intertwine your fingers, and smile like a child on Christmas. Those small things made him feel so happy.
When no one is watching, though… he's literally onto you. Every. Single. Time. He’d wrap his arms around you and kiss your face as if his life depended on it. He’d tell you how much he had missed you (even if you’d seen each other like five minutes ago) and look you in the eyes with his big, round eyes and smile at you like the happiest boy on Earth.
Whenever he gets jealous, he won’t confront the guy or girl; he would just get close to you, maybe even lie a little bit on your shoulder, and place his hand on your hip. Maybe then smile like a guy who hasn’t killed a fly in his life, but in some way meaning you are his, in some way.
And when he’s tired after a long time, resting his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your hips, and taking a deep breath would always help him recharge. As if you had the cure to his tiredness. “Thank you.” He’d mutter afterward. “Thank you for being with me”
Because Youngjae might not be that of a touchy guy, but he sure is a wordy guy. He’s the kind of guy who will always be for you. Even when you don’t sense him.
(Between, you sure will be the members’ fav couple. They just love seeing their Youngjae as happy as he is with you ♡).
ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ han zhen
Hanjin isn’t really the type of boy who hugs and never lets go. He was the type of guy who swore he’d never be that clingy with his partner once he met them. Or that was, at least, until he met you. And suddenly, cuddling was his favorite thing in the whole world.
He’d do everything he could to make you happy; let you put clips in his hair, put makeup on his face… he’d always be there to give you anything you needed (even if you still didn’t know you needed it). But when it’s his time to just be there with you, he’d forget all the bad that occurred that day and just lean his head on your shoulder while watching a movie, feeling like he had just gotten back to life.
Movie nights with him only meant one thing: he’d be clingy with you all night long. He’d let you rest your head in his lap and play with your hair while the main characters were having fun in their universe. Or if the story was sad, he would snuggle up with you and cry right by your side.
I don’t think he’s that open about being clingy in public though, but he has other ways to show you his love. He's not that good with words; he’s still learning new things every day, after all, but with acts… he was the real star. The way he always checks up on you, asks if you have already eaten, makes sure your diet is balanced, and always asks you if you have slept well was what made you feel loved those days you couldn’t be together.
He’s the type of man who writes the cheesiest letters for you and then acts as if nothing happened, giving you a soft smile.
Holding hands would be his ultimate goal; I don’t have proof, but no doubts either. There’s a thing so intimate in just holding hands, in knowing someone is there with you just by feeling them. He didn’t need kisses. Neither did he need hugs, even if they were very, very welcome. He just needed your hand. He just needed you to be there with him. That was enough.
Hanjin’d be the best gossiper in the group, but, surprisingly, the members wouldn’t find out about you two until much later than expected. They’ll have to admit it was pretty unexpected (or that’s what Jihoon said, because Youngjae had it clear the moment he saw Hanjin entering through the doorway with a big, big smile and sparkling eyes. He had to totally meet someone), but they loved to see Hanjin happy, so they couldn’t be more excited about it.
He’s just happy to have met you, so he tells you every time he can. It’s like his duty now hshs.
ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ han jihoon
Jihoon would always be glued to you. And by ‘glued’ I mean he’d be literally next to you every time he could. In fact, if you are in the room and he’s not right by your side, he might get a bit annoyed and start pouting at whoever doesn't let him be there. (He’s so cute either way)
He's the biggest hugger. Jihoon’d love to wrap his arms around you and rest his chin on your head. It doesn’t matter when or where you are. He just needs to feel you there. Maybe even tease you a little bit. His hugs are soft, sweet, and at most times carry a warm message, a feeling. A silent “I’m here”. I just know his hugs would make you feel better. And he loves to give them, too.
When dancing, even if he’s too caught up in the music, he’d eventually come next to you. Maybe do weird things such as passing his head through your legs and resting his head in your lap while still doing footwork. He is just the randomest boy ever, but that would just make you smile. He just likes to be close to you.
And speaking of dancing… he’s the type of guy who would love to have you in his arms while spinning around. Maybe you end up on the floor. But at least he’s with you, laughing and having fun.
Jihoon has a huge oppa disease, and whenever he’s needy, he’d joke about it with hopes of you calling him oppa one moment. You always shook your head- not a fan of the term- but the few times you’d called him that, his eyes would light up, and he would not let go for the next few hours. (And beg you to say it again).
He’s the type to get jealous easily, but in a cute way. He’s still a cute drama queen, after all. He would get closer, give you a hug, and ask with a pouty voice why that person was so close to you. “Didn’t they notice me next to you?” He’d ask, frowning. If a glare could provoke death, they would be dead by then. You would just laugh at moments like that, because Jihoon would seem more like a baby who had his favorite candy stolen than a grown-up man ><.
Some members will be a bit envious of your relationship, but others will wonder about how you stand him all the time. Kyungmin asked you once, really curious, and you just replied: “he’s cute, and you get used to it. Even begin to love him with his clingy manners!” shrugging, smiling, and joking a bit. Truth is, you loved hugs. And you certainly loved Jihoon. (Kyungmin didn’t believe you at all).
ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ lee kyungmin
“Noona nomu yeppo” 😳 (okay no-). I think Kyungmin isn’t one of the clingiest members, but he does love to spend time with you and be close to you, even if he's a little bit shy when it comes to this. Maybe because he's relatively young, or maybe because he's not used to giving cuddles himself. (He does love to be the one receiving them, though).
At first, he’d shyly start holding your hand, blushing and looking the other way every time he did it. You liked to tease him like that, holding his hand out of nowhere and just smiling at his reddish face.
The kisses would have their act of presence later. The first time came on a quiet night, looking at the stars, he leaned closer, as nervous as he could be, and gave you a quick kiss on your cheek. You left a sweet chuckle that time; he was just too cute for his own good. Then, you pulled him closer and put your lips against his. Just a tiny little moment, but it meant the whole world. No need to say Kyungmin turned into a small tomato.
Ever since then, Kyungmin found his comfort place in your shoulders, on your chest (where he could sleep), and especially on your kisses.
Kyungmin’d be the biggest loser for kisses. He’d love to give you small kisses from time to time, brushing his nose against you and letting go of a small “chuu” every time he kissed your cheek, letting himself act either as a big boy or a baby when he’s around you.
Could be wrong, but I think Kyungmin is the type of boy who gets jealous easily. Whenever someone is talking too close to you, smiling too much, or just when he senses you are feeling uncomfortable, he’d come right by your side and put his hand on your shoulder. Maybe even give you a quick kiss and casually let go of a “hey, baby” so the guy understands what he’s implying. Kyungmin tries to look stronger or even just older sometimes, too, to “intimidate his opponents”. But for you, he was just the cutest person on earth.
And members' reaction? Well, for them, you are just too cute to be true. “Children grow up so fast,” they’ll mutter dramatically, while Kyungmin squeezes your hand and you chuckle, blushing softly.
a/n: last chapter….thank u all for the support for this mini smau series ily all!!! dont ask when the sungho smau is releasing pls i havent even started the prologue
