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[hnjowlf]

󠀠󠀠󠀠⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 󠀠󠀠󠀠⠀ i wonder if i met him out at a bar

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 󠀠󠀠󠀠if he'd see in me a perfect star ✴︎

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[hnjowlf]

✶ SKIN OF GOLD

✶⋆.° PAIRING wooyoung x reader

✶⋆.° CONTAINS suggestive content ( mdni )

✶⋆.° SUMMARY: you try to convince wooyoung to stay for five more minutes, but it leads to something more

AUTHOR’S NOTES woah 2 posts in a week ? anyways , i wrote this one pretty quick since i had it in my mind soo sorry if it's short ! btw , if you want to be part of my taglist , please comment down below ! thanku loves <3

MASTERLIST

The morning light streamed through the curtains, warming your skin and pulling you from your sweet dreams. Your eyes fluttered open softly as they landed on Wooyoung, fresh out of the shower, only wearing his favorite grey sweatpants. Your eyes didn't mean to land on his magnificent figure, but somehow, your heart started to race as droplets of water glistened on his skin.

"Morning, beautiful," he said with a teasing grin as he caught you staring at him.

"Morning," you replied, your voice still heavy with sleep. For some reason, you couldn't help but bite your lip, your thoughts spiraling into something mischievous.

Wooyoung chuckled, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, "Enjoying the view?"

You shook your head to wake yourself up. "Um, where are you going anyway? It's only 8 a.m."

"I have practice today. I might come home a bit late today since we're planning to have a company dinner," he replied.

You immediately shrugged off the covers and sat up. "Can you just stay at home today? Please?"

Wooyoung grinned as he moved closer to you. He leaned down, caging you in. "And miss practice? The boys are counting on me for this comeback, you know."

"But I'll miss you." Your lips curve into a heartbreaking pout. "I could think of so many fun things we could do! Like cuddling... watching movies... or maybe something more thrilling?"

He raised an eyebrow as he smirked, "Thrilling? Like what exactly?"

You leaned in, lowering your voice, "I could show you just how much I miss you." Your fingers traced along the waistband of his sweatpants. "Just five more minutes... can I make that worth your while?"

Wooyoung chuckled, tilting his head, "You're really trying to distract me, aren't you?"

"Just picture how much better practice would be if I fueled you instead of just breakfast. Doesn't that sound much more enticing?" You challenged him. Your fingers were gliding over his chest, feeling the muscles beneath your touch.

As he leaned down, his lips hovering just above yours, his breath mingled with yours. "As tempting as that sounds," he paused, scanning your face. "I have the boys waiting for me-"

You interrupted him with a short kiss, seducing him to stay a little longer. "You know I can do a lot in five minutes," you smirked.

"You really think you can distract me like this?" he responded immediately.

"Let me show you," you whispered, pulling him into a soft kiss. At first, it was slow and sweet, but the moment you flicked your tongue against his, it ignited something deep inside him.

He instantly cups your face and deepens the kiss with urgency. You melt against his sudden touch, feeling the heat radiate between your bodies.

As your mouths moved together, you felt Wooyoung's hands gently move from your face to your waist, pulling you closer to him, fingers trailing along the curves of your body, sending shivers racing down your spine. For a moment, you pulled away just enough to gaze up at him.

"So... five more minutes?" you coaxed, a playful smile lighting your eyes.

"God, you're impossible," he murmured, his voice thick with desire as he kissed you again with an intensity that made your heart race. "What kind of spell did you work on me?"

"I'm just giving you an offer you can't refuse," you shrugged as your fingers tangled in his hair.

He laughed softly against your lips, his breath was warm. "You're definitely a troublemaker, you know that? I don't know how you always find ways to distract me."

"But it's working, isn't it?" You leaned back on your hands, tilting your head with a playful grin.

"Okay, fine. Just today. But I'm seriously going to regret this later," he breathed with a mix of laughter and surrender.

You smirked, knowing you successfully lured him. "You won't regret it, trust me."

As he kissed you once more, the heat in the room intensified, and joy bubbled in your chest at the thought of his devotion to you over everything else. One way or another, those fleeting five minutes stretched into something that took more than five minutes, which made him forget about his practice schedule.

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[hnjowlf]

omg i didn't mean it to be THAT suggestive . . . it's literally light . . .

[hnjowlf]

✶ SKIN OF GOLD

✶⋆.° PAIRING wooyoung x reader

✶⋆.° CONTAINS fluff , suggestive content ( mdni )

✶⋆.° SUMMARY: you try to convince wooyoung to stay for five more minutes, but it leads to something more

AUTHOR’S NOTES woah 2 posts in a week ? anyways , i wrote this one pretty quick since i had it in my mind soo sorry if it's short ! btw , if you want to be part of my taglist , please comment down below ! thanku loves <3

MASTERLIST

The morning light streamed through the curtains, warming your skin and pulling you from your sweet dreams. Your eyes fluttered open softly as they landed on Wooyoung, fresh out of the shower, only wearing his favorite grey sweatpants. Your eyes didn't mean to land on his magnificent figure, but somehow, your heart started to race as droplets of water glistened on his skin.

"Morning, beautiful," he said with a teasing grin as he caught you staring at him.

"Morning," you replied, your voice still heavy with sleep. For some reason, you couldn't help but bite your lip, your thoughts spiraling into something mischievous.

Wooyoung chuckled, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, "Enjoying the view?"

You shook your head to wake yourself up. "Um, where are you going anyway? It's only 8 a.m."

"I have practice today. I might come home a bit late today since we're planning to have a company dinner," he replied.

You immediately shrugged off the covers and sat up. "Can you just stay at home today? Please?"

Wooyoung grinned as he moved closer to you. He leaned down, caging you in. "And miss practice? The boys are counting on me for this comeback, you know."

"But I'll miss you." Your lips curve into a heartbreaking pout. "I could think of so many fun things we could do! Like cuddling... watching movies... or maybe something more thrilling?"

He raised an eyebrow as he smirked, "Thrilling? Like what exactly?"

You leaned in, lowering your voice, "I could show you just how much I miss you." Your fingers traced along the waistband of his sweatpants. "Just five more minutes... can I make that worth your while?"

Wooyoung chuckled, tilting his head, "You're really trying to distract me, aren't you?"

"Just picture how much better practice would be if I fueled you instead of just breakfast. Doesn't that sound much more enticing?" You challenged him. Your fingers were gliding over his chest, feeling the muscles beneath your touch.

As he leaned down, his lips hovering just above yours, his breath mingled with yours. "As tempting as that sounds," he paused, scanning your face. "I have the boys waiting for me-"

You interrupted him with a short kiss, seducing him to stay a little longer. "You know I can do a lot in five minutes," you smirked.

"You really think you can distract me like this?" he responded immediately.

"Let me show you," you whispered, pulling him into a soft kiss. At first, it was slow and sweet, but the moment you flicked your tongue against his, it ignited something deep inside him.

He instantly cups your face and deepens the kiss with urgency. You melt against his sudden touch, feeling the heat radiate between your bodies.

As your mouths moved together, you felt Wooyoung's hands gently move from your face to your waist, pulling you closer to him, fingers trailing along the curves of your body, sending shivers racing down your spine. For a moment, you pulled away just enough to gaze up at him.

"So... five more minutes?" you coaxed, a playful smile lighting your eyes.

"God, you're impossible," he murmured, his voice thick with desire as he kissed you again with an intensity that made your heart race. "What kind of spell did you work on me?"

"I'm just giving you an offer you can't refuse," you shrugged as your fingers tangled in his hair.

He laughed softly against your lips, his breath was warm. "You're definitely a troublemaker, you know that? I don't know how you always find ways to distract me."

"But it's working, isn't it?" You leaned back on your hands, tilting your head with a playful grin.

"Okay, fine. Just today. But I'm seriously going to regret this later," he breathed with a mix of laughter and surrender.

You smirked, knowing you successfully lured him. "You won't regret it, trust me."

As he kissed you once more, the heat in the room intensified, and joy bubbled in your chest at the thought of his devotion to you over everything else. One way or another, those fleeting five minutes stretched into something that took more than five minutes, which made him forget about his practice schedule.

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[hnjowlf]

Okay so have you ever thought of writing grumpy hongjoong reacting to happy reader suddenly not being like happy as usual like sad and he noticesss and he’s worrieddddd I hope you get what I meann(I love everything you write literally binge read everything in one night)

✶ MAN I NEED

✶⋆.° PAIRING grumpy!hongjoong x sunshine!reader

✶⋆.° CONTAINS pure fluff and comfort

✶⋆.° SUMMARY how hongjoong reassure you when your sudden mood shifts

AUTHOR’S NOTES i am soo sorry for the delay anon ! i was gonna make this one only a short drabble but i thought i'd make a few headcanons as a bonus teehee enjoyy <3

MASTERLIST ⸝⸝ PT. 1 ⸝⸝ PT. 2 ⸝⸝ PT.3

✶⋆.˚ GRUMPY!HONGJOONG who quickly notices the moment your sunshine fades. 

It was his day off, which was quite rare for him. Both of you decided to stay at the apartment since it’s pouring rain outside, and usually, the apartment was anything but quiet. You’d normally be following him around the room, rambling about something completely random, or asking questions that made absolutely no sense.

However, today, you’d barely said a word. Hongjoong was sitting beside you on the couch, laptop balanced on his lap as he worked on a demo. Now and then, he’d try to make a conversation, but each time your responses were short.

“Should we order take-outs or cook for dinner?” He turned his attention away from the laptop to you.

“Either is fine,” you said in a flat tone.

He tilted his head in confusion. Normally, you’d start listing a bunch of restaurants you wanted to try.

A few minutes later, he tried again. “Didn’t you say you wanted to try that new jjajangmyeon place today?”

You blinked, taking a second longer than usual to answer him, “Oh…sure. I forgot.”

He immediately closed his laptop this time, quietly setting it on the coffee table. “You’ve been forgetting everything I say today.”

You looked down, fidgeting your fingers. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to.”

“I know.”

Somehow, the room fell quiet again, with only a faint sound from the movie playing in the background. Hongjoong silently watched you, noticing how your gaze stayed on the TV even though you weren’t clearly paying attention. “You don’t even know what’s happening in the movie, do you?”

You looked at the screen before letting out a small sigh. “Not really.”

Hongjoong sighed quietly before reaching over to grab the remote, pausing the movie. You finally turned to him. “Why’d you pause it?”

“Cause I’d rather talk to you,” he said with a reassuring voice.

You shrugged. “I don’t really feel like talking right now.”

“I know.”

“Then why?”

He stayed quiet for a few moments before opening his arms, waiting for a hug. You immediately sank into his embrace, feeling his warm presence wrap around your body. You rested your head against his chest as his hand slowly rubbed circles across your back.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” you whispered, trying to hold back your tears.

That sentence alone made his expression soften right away. He held you closer until you melted into his arms. He gently lifted your chin with his fingertip so you could look at him. “Hey. You know you don’t have to be happy all the time, right?”

Your eyes immediately started to sting. “I just… I feel bad. I feel like I’m ruining our day off.”

Hongjoong frowned. “Honey, you’re not ruining anything.”

“But I’m usually–”

“My eternal sunshine?” he finished for you.

You gave a small nod as he smiled faintly before brushing his thumb over your cheek. “I love that side of you.” He paused for a second, “But I didn’t only fall in love with you because you’re happy all the time.”

His voice grew quieter. “I fell in love with you. That includes the days when you’re loud enough to give me a headache…” he let out a tiny chuckle before continuing, “...and the days when your mind feels too heavy to say more than two words.”

A sudden tear escaped before you could stop it. The moment Hongjoong noticed it, he didn’t tease you or tell you not to cry, he simply wiped your cheek and kissed away your tears.

For a while, neither of you spoke. The apartment was quiet again, but this time, it didn’t feel odd. After a few minutes, you mumbled against his hoodie, “...Thank you for noticing.”

Hongjoong rested his chin carefully on top of your head. “Of course I noticed.” He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head before adding a small smile, “It’s hard not to notice when the brightest part of my day suddenly goes quiet.”

✶⋆.˚ GRUMPY!HONGJOONG who suddenly becomes much more clingy to you. He's never been overly clingy, but on days like these, you'll notice him quietly reaching for your hand, resting a hand on your waist while you're sitting together, or pulling you against his side while the two of you watch a movie together.

✶⋆.˚ GRUMPY!HONGJOONG who lets you steal his hoodies without complaining. Usually, he'll grumble about never getting his clothes back, whether it's his hoodie or his shirt, but if wearing one of his hoodies brings you comfort, he'll quietly leave another one folded at the end of the bed the next day.

✶⋆.˚ GRUMPY!HONGJOONG who starts bringing home your favourite snacks without mentioning it. He'll casually set the snacks down on the kitchen counter before acting like it isn't there. When you thank him, he shrugs nonchalantly and mutters, "They were on the way home." (they weren't)

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[hnjowlf]

hihi!! i’d like to suggest some mingi or hongjoong fluff where the reader is a music producer please :) thank youuu

✶ CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT

✶⋆.° PAIRING Mingi x Music producer!reader

✶⋆.° CONTAINS Fluff

✶⋆.° SUMMARY You and Mingi have kept your relationship a secret, with the studio being the only place you can truly be together. After ATEEZ wins song of the year, he finally reveals your relationship to the world.

AUTHOR'S NOTES Thank you for this request ! I actually loved this idea and had a lot of fun writing this hehe hope you love it !

MASTERLIST

The ATEEZ members loved calling you their secret weapon. You were the main music producer behind many of their successful songs, you kept constantly moving between recording studios, vocal booths, and mixing rooms. It wasn’t uncommon for you to spend long nights at KQ.

However, most KQ staff didn’t realize that someone always seemed to arrive at the studio shortly after you did, it was Mingi. Slowly, it became a routine for the two of you, the studio would become your little secret. Not because nobody knew where you were, but it was the only place where Mingi could love you without having to hide behind stolen glances.

Once the studio door clicked shut and everyone else had gone home, Mingi would roll his chair beside yours. “You know,” he'd mumble while resting his chin on your shoulder as you worked. “I came here to write.”

“Mhm? You responded without taking your eyes off the screen.

“But then you looked too pretty.”

You giggled, shaking your head, hearing the cheesy line from him, “You flirt too much.”

“You blush too easily,” he leaned back, grinning.

That caught your attention. You turned to look at him. “I do not.”

He tilted his head just enough to catch your burning cheeks. “Sure.”

“Don’t you need to finish the verse you were writing?” you sighed before looking back at the monitor, trying to finish the first chorus of the song.

“Can’t I at least listen to the first few seconds?” He pouted. “I need some inspiration.”

You let out a dramatic sigh, “Fine, only a few seconds.” You handed him your headphones, letting him listen to ATEEZ’s upcoming song. You watched as he nodded along to the beat.

The moment the final note faded, Mingi looked at you instead of the monitor. “What?” You scrunched your brows. “Is it bad?”

“I don’t know.” He took off the headphones.

“Mingi!” You huffed, crossing your arms.

“I just like looking at you,” he admitted with a smug smile.

You were in disbelief. “You are unbelievably distracting.” You took the headphones from his hand to put them back on.

“And yet,” he smiled, “you’ve still produced another hit.”

You shoved his shoulder, earning a laugh that echoed around the studio.

Some nights were quieter. You’d still be editing vocals long after midnight while Mingi stretched out on the couch watching you with sleepy eyes. “You’ve been staring for ten minutes,” you noticed his reflection on the monitor.

“I know,” he yawned. “I missed you.”

You looked back at him, “We literally saw each other this morning.”

“That was in front of everyone!” He said, before walking over behind your chair, wrapping both arms loosely around your shoulders. “This is different,” his voice was softer now.

“How is this different?” you looked up at him.

He pouted, “I couldn’t kiss you all day.” he gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before leaning in. “Let me make up for it now.”

Before his lips pressed on yours, you placed a finger against his chest, “What if someone sees us?”

He glanced at the locked studio door before looking back at you with a mischievous smile, “They won’t.” He redted his forehead against yours, your lips only a few inches away. “So.. can I?” he tilted his head.

Instead of answering, you leaned forward first. It was a quick kiss, yet it was gentle. When you pulled away, Mingi frowned dramatically, “That’s it?” 

“Someone could walk in right now.”

“Babe, the door is literally locked,” he pouted. 

“But Hongjoong has a spare key! What if he caught us? What if he tells the world that–” Your rambling was cut short by his lips pressed to yours. This time, it lingered a little longer.

Both of you pulled away breathlessly. “You’ve become clingy.” You rested your chin on his chest while looking up at him.

“I’ve always been clingy,” he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as his hand gently stroked your hair.

Award season arrived sooner than either of you expected. ATEEZ had been nominated for song of the year with a few tracks the two of you had poured months of restless nights into creating. You were backstage, with the other staff and the production team, watching the award through the TV.

Your heart pounded as the presenter opened the envelope. “And the award for song of the year goes to…” 

There was a brief pause, and then. “...ATEEZ!”

The arena exploded into cheers. The members embraced each other before making their way towards the stage. You and the rest of the crew were in disbelief and erupted into applause, congratulating each other for their hard work. 

The members finally reached the stage, Hongjoong thanked ATINY, the staff, the company, and everyone who had believed in the album before handing Mingi the microphone. He looked down at the trophy for a moment. “I’ve thanked the members countless times,” he began, “but there’s someone I don’t think gets enough credit.”

The audience suddenly went quiet. 

“To the love of my life…”

A wave of surprised gasps rippled through the arena.

“...thank you for always staying by my side every late night in the studio… every song we made…you always reminded me why I started making music in the first place.”

His smile grew impossibly gentle, “I hope one day I can thank you properly without hiding anymore.”

The crowd erupted. The rest of the members looked at each other with wide eyes before Wooyoung broke into a knowing grin, nudging Mingi.

The second the cameras stopped rolling and the members disappeared backstage, the hallway exploded into chaos. You quietly slipped away, figuring he’d be occupied for a while.

“Where is she?”

You heard a familiar voice as you turned around. You noticed Mingi stood at the other end of the hallway, the trophy tucked under one arm, looking over the crowd. Then his eyes landed on you, “There you are.”

Without another word, he ran to you. Staff instinctively stepped aside as he hurried straight toward you. The moment he reached you, his arms circled your waist and pulled you into a hug so tight you almost laughed. “Congratulations, babe.” You pulled away for a second.

“We did it,” he whispered, slightly out of breath.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, “You finally got song of the year!”

He shook his head immediately, “No, we got song of the year.”

“Mingi-”

“I’m serious,” he leaned back just enough to look at you. “None of those late nights would’ve happened without you.”

Your expression softened, brushing a stray strand of hair off his forehead, “I’m still proud of you.”

He smiled before pulling you back into a hug, “I want everyone to know you’re mine.” He whispered into your ear.

“What?” 

His grip on your waist tightened. “I just can't bear the idea of anyone else touching you, of anyone thinking they still have a chance because they don’t know about us.”

Somehow, it felt like the hallways disappeared, it was just the two of you. Before you could respond, Wooyoung’s voice echoed through the hallway, “There he is!”

“I knew it,” Yunho laughed so hard he had to lean against San. 

“I told you he’d find her before he found us.” Hongjoong folded his arms with an amused smile. 

Mingi only scratched the back of his neck, completely unbothered, “I had somewhere important to be.”

You felt your cheeks warm, “Well, I should get going, congratulations again everyone!” You said before pressing a quick kiss on Mingi’s cheek. You waved goodbye to the others as you walked away.

“Can you two be disgusting after the photos?” Wooyoung groaned dramatically. Mingi chuckled in response, “Shut up.”

No matter how loud the world can be, whenever you’re with him, in the studio or anywhere else, it always feels like home.

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[hnjowlf]

haihaihai everyonee ! sorry for the slow updates , i've been everywhere lately and things got chaotic for me lol . don't worry though ! new fic coming up tomorrow ( ps. it's from one of the requests ) 🧘🏻‍♀️

thank you for your kind support everyone <3

[hnjowlf]

✶ KISS ME

PAIRING: Seonghwa x Actress!reader

CONTAINS: Fluff

SUMMARY: Seonghwa got jealous after finding out you have a kissing scene in an upcoming film you're starring in

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Omg so this one is inspired by one of 'my royal nemesis' scene since i'm running out of ideas lolol anywayss requests are open as always <3

MASTERLIST

The apartment you both shared was unusually quiet on a Friday noon. Not until Seonghwa started watching his favorite K-drama.

You were curled up against his side on the couch, a warm blanket draped over both of you. You were peacefully reading your script on your lap, a highlighter tucked between your fingers as you quietly memorized your lines, while Seonghwa was too invested in the TV.

Suddenly, a dramatic gasp came from beside you, “No, no no!”

You finally lowered the script just enough to glance at him, “Park Seonghwa.”

He turned to look at you, “Hm?”

“You’re louder than the drama,” you let out a sigh. “Stop watching and help me practice the dialogues,” you handed him the script you were holding.

He cleared his throat dramatically before flipping through the pages, “So what’s my role?”

“The male lead,” you shifted your position so you could face him better.

His eyebrows lifted, “I knew I had the main character energy.”

You rolled your eyes, giggling, “Just shut up and read your lines.”

For the first few minutes, everything went surprisingly well, he read the male lead’s lines naturally while you replied with yours. Then he reached the next page. His voice suddenly stopped, and the room fell silent.

You looked up, only to find him staring at the script with a pout. He was reading the kissing scene.

“Why does it say… he gently cups her face… before kissing her?” his eyes moved between the page and you. 

“...Oh, um, yeah...” you scratched the back of your neck.

“You have a kissing scene?” he glanced at you. “With another actor?”

“Well, it’s kind of hard to have a kissing scene by myself,” you chuckled at his sudden jealous behaviour.

Seonghwa let out a seated sigh, “Cancel it, reject the role.” He said before snapping the script shut. 

You stared at him, “I can’t! The shooting starts in a few days.”

“Tell them you caught a cold or something.” 

You covered your face, laughing into your hands, “I’ve already signed the contract.”

“Then I’ll buy all of their ads and cancel the kissing scene,” he huffed, raising his eyebrows.

You shook your head, “You’re unbelievable.” You reached over to grab the script again, but before you could, he held it above his head. “Really? I need to practice these scenes!”

“I’m confiscating it,” he said, looking down at you.

You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest, “You know I can still reach it.”

He smirked, tilting his head, “You can try.”

You leaned forward, trying to grab the script. Seonghwa grinned as you tried to climb over him to reach the script. Suddenly, he leaned down and stole a quick kiss from you while smiling.

“There,” he murmured with a satisfied smile.

“What was that for?” You scrunched your eyebrows.

“You said you need to practice, right? Count it as a practice.” He leaned back with a grin.

You looked up at him, “You’re ridiculous.”

“I’ve been told,” he said before leaning down and pressing a more passionate kiss to your lips. It was meant to be brief, but the second you kissed him back, he craved more. One kiss turned into another, until you’d both completely forgotten about the script.

When you pulled away, slightly breathless, you shoved his shoulder playfully, “You’re such a distraction.” 

He sneered, “I know.”

You rolled your eyes, trying to push him away, but your fingernail accidentally grazed the back of his hand. He immediately pulled away with a dramatic wince, “Ow…”

Your smile disappeared, “Oh my god, are you okay?” You took his hand instinctively, carefully inspecting the tiny scratch on his hand with your brows knitting together in concern.

The moment your eyes met his, Seonghwa smiled. Before you could realize what he was doing, he leaned in and kissed you again, making absolutely no effort to hide that smug smile that lingered afterward.

You blinked at him, playfully smacking his chest, “You totally faked that.”

He pretended to be in pain, “Ouch, I was in pain.”

“You used my sympathy.”

“I used the opportunity,” he defended.

You stared at him for a second before laughing, letting your forehead fall against his shoulder, “I hate you.”

He only wrapped an arm around your waist again, pulling you back into his side, “So you’re still rejecting the script, right?” he suddenly asked.

You groaned, “No, Seonghwa!”

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[hnjowlf]

✶ KISS ME

✶⋆.° PAIRING Seonghwa x Actress!reader

✶⋆.° CONTAINS Fluff

✶⋆.° SUMMARY Seonghwa got jealous after finding out you have a kissing scene in an upcoming film you're starring in

AUTHOR'S NOTES Omg so this one is inspired by one of 'my royal nemesis' scene since i'm running out of ideas lolol anywayss requests are open as always <3

MASTERLIST

The apartment you both shared was unusually quiet on a Friday noon. Not until Seonghwa started watching his favorite K-drama.

You were curled up against his side on the couch, a warm blanket draped over both of you. You were peacefully reading your script on your lap, a highlighter tucked between your fingers as you quietly memorized your lines, while Seonghwa was too invested in the TV.

Suddenly, a dramatic gasp came from beside you, “No, no no!”

You finally lowered the script just enough to glance at him, “Park Seonghwa.”

He turned to look at you, “Hm?”

“You’re louder than the drama,” you let out a sigh. “Stop watching and help me practice the dialogues,” you handed him the script you were holding.

He cleared his throat dramatically before flipping through the pages, “So what’s my role?”

“The male lead,” you shifted your position so you could face him better.

His eyebrows lifted, “I knew I had the main character energy.”

You rolled your eyes, giggling, “Just shut up and read your lines.”

For the first few minutes, everything went surprisingly well, he read the male lead’s lines naturally while you replied with yours. Then he reached the next page. His voice suddenly stopped, and the room fell silent.

You looked up, only to find him staring at the script with a pout. He was reading the kissing scene.

“Why does it say… he gently cups her face… before kissing her?” his eyes moved between the page and you. 

“...Oh, um, yeah...” you scratched the back of your neck.

“You have a kissing scene?” he glanced at you. “With another actor?”

“Well, it’s kind of hard to have a kissing scene by myself,” you chuckled at his sudden jealous behaviour.

Seonghwa let out a seated sigh, “Cancel it, reject the role.” He said before snapping the script shut. 

You stared at him, “I can’t! The shooting starts in a few days.”

“Tell them you caught a cold or something.” 

You covered your face, laughing into your hands, “I’ve already signed the contract.”

“Then I’ll buy all of their ads and cancel the kissing scene,” he huffed, raising his eyebrows.

You shook your head, “You’re unbelievable.” You reached over to grab the script again, but before you could, he held it above his head. “Really? I need to practice these scenes!”

“I’m confiscating it,” he said, looking down at you.

You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest, “You know I can still reach it.”

He smirked, tilting his head, “You can try.”

You leaned forward, trying to grab the script. Seonghwa grinned as you tried to climb over him to reach the script. Suddenly, he leaned down and stole a quick kiss from you while smiling.

“There,” he murmured with a satisfied smile.

“What was that for?” You scrunched your eyebrows.

“You said you need to practice, right? Count it as a practice.” He leaned back with a grin.

You looked up at him, “You’re ridiculous.”

“I’ve been told,” he said before leaning down and pressing a more passionate kiss to your lips. It was meant to be brief, but the second you kissed him back, he craved more. One kiss turned into another, until you’d both completely forgotten about the script.

When you pulled away, slightly breathless, you shoved his shoulder playfully, “You’re such a distraction.” 

He sneered, “I know.”

You rolled your eyes, trying to push him away, but your fingernail accidentally grazed the back of his hand. He immediately pulled away with a dramatic wince, “Ow…”

Your smile disappeared, “Oh my god, are you okay?” You took his hand instinctively, carefully inspecting the tiny scratch on his hand with your brows knitting together in concern.

The moment your eyes met his, Seonghwa smiled. Before you could realize what he was doing, he leaned in and kissed you again, making absolutely no effort to hide that smug smile that lingered afterward.

You blinked at him, playfully smacking his chest, “You totally faked that.”

He pretended to be in pain, “Ouch, I was in pain.”

“You used my sympathy.”

“I used the opportunity,” he defended.

You stared at him for a second before laughing, letting your forehead fall against his shoulder, “I hate you.”

He only wrapped an arm around your waist again, pulling you back into his side, “So you’re still rejecting the script, right?” he suddenly asked.

You groaned, “No, Seonghwa!”

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[hnjowlf]

✶ ROMANCE SYMPHONY

✶⋆.° PAIRING Yunho x fem!reader

✶⋆.° CONTAINS Fluff

✶⋆.° SUMMARY Headcannon if jeong yunho becomes your husband

AUTHOR'S NOTES Hi! sorry for the slow update , this is a small gift since i truly think yunho fits the husband material :’-)

MASTERLIST

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who loves slow mornings with you. He wakes up before you just to admire your face for a few minutes before you wake up. When he has the time, he’d make breakfast for the two of you then come back to the bedroom to wake you up, even though he’d climb back to bed because of your puppy eyes asking him to stay for “5 more minutes.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who refuses to let you carry anything even if it’s lightweight.

You had just finished grocery shopping and insisted on carrying a few bags yourself. However, the second Yunho see you carrying those bags, he carefully takes the bags from both of your hands.

“I’ve got it, it’s okay,” you said.

He scoffed while carrying the bags, “what kind of a husband am I to let my wife carry heavy things?”

You laughed under your breath, “Jeong Yunho, they’re not even that heavy.”

“Honey, just let me take care of it, okay?” he leaned down kissing your forehead.

You smiled quietly and raised your hands in surrender, “alright then, don’t whine at me if your hands start to hurt.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who can’t live without physical affection. Whenever you’re walking on the streets together, he’d casually place his hand on your lower back gently rubbing it. He intertwines your fingers while watching TV. He even pulls you onto his lap while he’s reading, one hand holding his back and the other caressing you by the waist.

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who still gets ridiculously excited over calling you his wife.

The two of you had stopped by a small cafe on your day off, when you approached the counter, a staff member smiled politely, “is this order together?”

Yunho nodded without hesitation, “Yeah.” He said while glancing at you with the softest smile, “It’s for my wife.”

“Your wife?” you repeated once you were seated.

He looked at you in confusion, “Yeah?”

You giggled, “you sounded really happy saying that.”

“I am,” he sipped his coffee silently.

You laughed in disbelief, “You’ve been calling me your wife for two years.” You looked at his eyes, smiling sheepishly, “somehow it still feels brand new everytime.”

“Well, I just like saying it,” he admitted.

You giggled before continuing sipping your coffee, “you’re cute.”

“So are you,” he reached his fingers across the table to intertwine your fingers with his. “..My wife.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, gently nudging his feet under the table, “you’re never gonna get tired of that, are you?”

He smiled proudly, “Never in a million years.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who always drives with one hand resting on your thigh. It wasn’t intentional, it’s just second nature. He just naturally reaches for you whenever you're sitting in the passenger seat beside him, absentmindedly circling your thigh with his thumb while you talk about your day to him.

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who still gets distracted by how pretty you are. You’ll be ranting about your day or gossiping about your friends over dinner when he suddenly smiles to himself. “What?” you’ll ask, think that he’s not listening to you when in fact he’s admiring you. “Nothing,” he’ll grin. “I just really like looking at you.”

✶⋆.˚ HUSBAND!YUNHO who loves slow dancing with you in the living room for no reason at all.

You’re folding laundry on the floor, in front of the couch, while Yunho half-listens to the music playing faintly in the background.

Then, he suddenly stands up.

You look up at him, “where are you going?”

“Nowhere,” he says casually before holding out his hand to you.

You blink, “what?”

“Dance with me,” he smiled.

You shrugged, “I don’t know how to dance.”

He laughed softly, "That's the point, just follow the rhythm.”

You sighed but still took his hand. The moment you stand, he pulls you closer by the waist while the other gently holds yours. No rush, just swaying to the rhythm slowly as if the world only revolves around the two of you.

“You always do this,” you murmured quietly.

“Do what?” he tilted his head.

“Steal me when I'm busy.”

He smiles, “your existence is better here.”

You roll your eyes but you don’t move away. After a few sways, his grip around you tightens just a little.

“Stay a bit longer,” he says softly.

You look up at him, “you always say that.”

“And you always stay,” he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

The two of you just keep swaying slowly in the middle of the living room, while Yunho holds you like time doesn’t matter at all.

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[hnjowlf]

We don’t know each other, I don’t think. But your posts keep popping up on my feed, so now I’m here. All I gotta say is your blog is so cutie <3!

hii ! awhh that is soo sweet thanku soo much <3

i’m really happy you came across my blog , hope u enjoy staying around 🤍

[hnjowlf]

oh my gosh ???? i suddenly have 200 followers ??? what the hell ??? thank you all so much :’)

i’ve been sooo busy lately but i will definitely post something as a thank you gift to you all ! <3

[hnjowlf]

i’m so sorry i might postpone it . . . i swear uni life has been messy for me lately . . . i’ll try my best to be quick !

[hnjowlf]

oh my gosh ???? i suddenly have 200 followers ??? what the hell ??? thank you all so much :’)

i’ve been sooo busy lately but i will definitely post something as a thank you gift to you all ! <3

[hnjowlf]

A COUPLE MINUTES

PAIRING: jongho x reader

CONTAINS: pure fluff

SUMMARY: jongho has baby fever after seeing you with your niece

AUTHOR’S NOTES: i've been a busy woman all the time . . so here's a little treat for you ! it's short but i thought it's sweet :-) also this is literally the definition of " i've always had a vision of us standing like this "

MASTERLIST

It was a warm Saturday night, and both you and Jongho were at a big family dinner, the house was buzzing with sounds of laughter and clinking dishes. The little cousins were sprawled on the floor as the adults were chatting over something you were too tired to care about.

Jongho sat beside you, stealing glances that made your little heart flutter. He complimented you all night, repeating "you're so pretty" and "I'm so lucky to have you" over and over.

Everything was normal until your cousin arrived carrying her baby daughter, "Look who's here!" you squealed. You carefully settled your niece on your lap while pressing a kiss to her cheek.

"There you are, princess," you cooed, playfully poking your nose against her neck, making her giggle.

Your little niece babbled happily as you played peek-a-boo and even made funny faces, her giggles filled the room.

Jongho watched the interaction with a small smile. He'd always known you were good with kids, but what he wasn't prepared for was how adorable you looked holding the baby.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" you asked Jongho, who couldn't stop staring at you.

He blinked, "Huh?"

"You keep looking at me," you giggle, holding your niece as she continues to babble.

"No, I wasn't," he coughed, awkwardly.

"You literally were," a grin spread across your face. "Am I really that pretty?"

Jongho rolled his eyes, "Don't even start."

You laughed softly before turning your attention back to the baby. A few minutes later, her energy slowly disappeared until she eventually curled up against your chest, and you gently rubbed her back instinctively.

Somehow, Jongho's chest suddenly felt strangely tight. He found himself imagining a baby with your smile, a little version of you. He even imagined you holding a child that belonged to both of you.

By the time dinner finally ended, he was still thinking about it. The drive home was unusually quiet, but you assumed he was just tired and didn't think much of it.

After unlocking the front door of your house, you decided to ask him, "Are you okay?"

Jongho sighed, "I'm fine."

You narrowed your eyes, "Jongho."

"What?" he glanced at you.

"What happened back there?" Your voice was gentle. You noticed him hesitating for a moment, until he finally admitted it.

"You were really good with her," he murmured, his voice was low.

"My niece?" you chuckled. You leaned against the dining table, shrugging playfully. "I guess I'm naturally gifted at melting hearts, babies just know it."

He laughed softly, "Clearly, but watching you like that, it made me think," he stopped for a second. "When's it our turn to have that kind of joy? that kind of love?"

You looked at him with an eyebrow raised in suspicion, "Our turn? Are you saying that the baby fever has finally gotten to you?"

Jongho's cheeks flushed a hint of pink, "Maybe? I thought I'd been hiding it better, but yeah—I want it.. I want a baby with you.. our little one to love."

Your smile softened as you reached over and took his hand, gently stroking your thumb over his, "That's really sweet, honey, kind of surprising coming from a guy who thought babies were loud."

He nudged you gently, "Well, I'm full of surprises, besides, I guess you could say I'm a little jealous of all those babies stealing your attention."

"I love that you want this, but how about we just take a little more time? I want to savor us, our weird late-night talks, your warm hugs, before we add a new chapter in our lives," you looked up at him.

Jongho pouted in response, "So you want to keep me waiting so you can keep stealing my hugs?"

"Absolutely," you teased with a mischievous smirk. "And maybe I like to keep you all to myself a little longer."

He laughed, "Fine, I'll wait, but only if you kiss me?"

You immediately pressed your lips to his, standing on your tiptoes as your arms found their way around his shoulders. He returned the kiss without hesitation, pulling you a little closer by the waist, craving for something more.

You pulled away softly, "Okay, let's stop this before I change my mind about this whole baby thing."

He hummed in response, "Right, right, sorry about that."

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[hnjowlf]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀all about brina

welcome dear ! my name is sabrina but most people call me brina or bri for short .

♡⸝⸝ i'm in my early twenties , currently too busy with uni but i'll try to stay active as much as i can . i'm a proud southeast-asian specifically indonesian :-)

♡⸝⸝ i use she / her pronouns . my mbti is isfj , therefore , i tend to write whenever i'm feeling sensitive or when i have my free time .

i mostly write for ateez ! since i am an ateez stan and my bias is choi san :-) i am open for any requests as long as it is not nsfw and fits the tumblr criteria .

DO NOT INTERACT ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ RACISM , HOMOPHOBIA , DISCRIMINATION , BASIC DNI CRITERIA .

⠀︵⠀for more personal info , check out @brinstrbl ⠀◌Ⳋ𝅄

[hnjowlf]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ateez masterlist

ALL MEMBER

ᯓ NEVER LET GO ﹙ hyung line ﹚── NEXT 2 U ﹙ maknae line ﹚

brief summary ⥰ ATEEZ members getting caught making out with you

PARK SEONGHWA

ᯓ LOVE SHOULD BE FUN

brief summary ⥰ A short compilation of you and seonghwa's playful and chaotic relationship plus a never-ending teasing from him

ᯓ KISS ME

brief summary ⥰ Seonghwa got jealous after finding out you have a kissing scene in an upcoming film you're starring in

KIM HONGJOONG

ᯓ KISS ME AND I MIGHT DROP DEAD﹙ part 1 ﹚── WANNA TAKE THIS DOWNTOWN?﹙ part 2 ﹚── MAN I NEED ﹙ part 3 ﹚

brief summary ⥰ How being in a relationship with grumpy hongjoong looks like

JEONG YUNHO

ᯓ LOVE UNRAVEL

brief summary ⥰ You and yunho end up as partners in a dodgeball game, where he protects you from the ball but gets hit hard in the lips instead. You felt guilty about it, so you made up to him, but he had another idea.

ᯓ ROMANCE SYMPHONY

brief summary ⥰ Headcannons if jeong yunho becomes your husband

KANG YEOSANG

ᯓ SAME DREAM, SAME MIND, SAME NIGHT

brief summary ⥰ Yeosang invited you to be his plus one for his sister's wedding, yet the romantic atmosphere makes him imagine a future of marrying you

CHOI SAN

ᯓ SUNDAY MORNING

brief summary ⥰ When san gets clingy all over you and just him being downbad in the morning

ᯓ RICH IN . . .

brief summary ⥰ You manifested to find and marry a rich husband, rich in how exactly? rich in love, playful, and even emotional support

ᯓ ON THE TABLE

brief summary ⥰ San accidentally called you 'wifey' and you kept teasing him about it

SONG MINGI

ᯓ KISSING YOU

brief summary ⥰ Just a casual day between you & mingi!

ᯓ CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT

brief summary ⥰ You and Mingi have kept your relationship a secret, with the studio being the only place you can be truly together. After ATEEZ wins song of the year, he finally reveals your relationship to the world.

JUNG WOOYOUNG

ᯓ ALL MY LOVE

brief summary ⥰ Morning after yours and wooyoung's wedding, and reminiscing about the time when he proposed to you!

ᯓ SKIN OF GOLD

brief summary ⥰ you try to convince wooyoung to stay for five more minutes, but it leads to something more

CHOI JONGHO

ᯓ A COUPLE MINUTES

brief summary ⥰ Jongho has baby fever after seeing you with your niece

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[hnjowlf]

✶ A COUPLE MINUTES

PAIRING: jongho x reader

CONTAINS: pure fluff

SUMMARY: jongho has baby fever after seeing you with your niece

AUTHOR’S NOTES: i've been a busy woman all the time . . so here's a little treat for you ! it's short but i thought it's sweet :-) also this is literally the definition of " i've always had a vision of us standing like this "

MASTERLIST

It was a warm Saturday night, and both you and Jongho were at a big family dinner, the house was buzzing with sounds of laughter and clinking dishes. The little cousins were sprawled on the floor as the adults were chatting over something you were too tired to care about.

Jongho sat beside you, stealing glances that made your little heart flutter. He complimented you all night, repeating "you're so pretty" and "I'm so lucky to have you" over and over.

Everything was normal until your cousin arrived carrying her baby daughter, "Look who's here!" you squealed. You carefully settled your niece on your lap while pressing a kiss to her cheek.

"There you are, princess," you cooed, playfully poking your nose against her neck, making her giggle.

Your little niece babbled happily as you played peek-a-boo and even made funny faces, her giggles filled the room.

Jongho watched the interaction with a small smile. He'd always known you were good with kids, but what he wasn't prepared for was how adorable you looked holding the baby.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" you asked Jongho, who couldn't stop staring at you.

He blinked, "Huh?"

"You keep looking at me," you giggle, holding your niece as she continues to babble.

"No, I wasn't," he coughed, awkwardly.

"You literally were," a grin spread across your face. "Am I really that pretty?"

Jongho rolled his eyes, "Don't even start."

You laughed softly before turning your attention back to the baby. A few minutes later, her energy slowly disappeared until she eventually curled up against your chest, and you gently rubbed her back instinctively.

Somehow, Jongho's chest suddenly felt strangely tight. He found himself imagining a baby with your smile, a little version of you. He even imagined you holding a child that belonged to both of you.

By the time dinner finally ended, he was still thinking about it. The drive home was unusually quiet, but you assumed he was just tired and didn't think much of it.

After unlocking the front door of your house, you decided to ask him, "Are you okay?"

Jongho sighed, "I'm fine."

You narrowed your eyes, "Jongho."

"What?" he glanced at you.

"What happened back there?" Your voice was gentle. You noticed him hesitating for a moment, until he finally admitted it.

"You were really good with her," he murmured, his voice was low.

"My niece?" you chuckled. You leaned against the dining table, shrugging playfully. "I guess I'm naturally gifted at melting hearts, babies just know it."

He laughed softly, "Clearly, but watching you like that, it made me think," he stopped for a second. "When's it our turn to have that kind of joy? that kind of love?"

You looked at him with an eyebrow raised in suspicion, "Our turn? Are you saying that the baby fever has finally gotten to you?"

Jongho's cheeks flushed a hint of pink, "Maybe? I thought I'd been hiding it better, but yeah—I want it.. I want a baby with you.. our little one to love."

Your smile softened as you reached over and took his hand, gently stroking your thumb over his, "That's really sweet, honey, kind of surprising coming from a guy who thought babies were loud."

He nudged you gently, "Well, I'm full of surprises, besides, I guess you could say I'm a little jealous of all those babies stealing your attention."

"I love that you want this, but how about we just take a little more time? I want to savor us, our weird late-night talks, your warm hugs, before we add a new chapter in our lives," you looked up at him.

Jongho pouted in response, "So you want to keep me waiting so you can keep stealing my hugs?"

"Absolutely," you teased with a mischievous smirk. "And maybe I like to keep you all to myself a little longer."

He laughed, "Fine, I'll wait, but only if you kiss me?"

You immediately pressed your lips to his, standing on your tiptoes as your arms found their way around his shoulders. He returned the kiss without hesitation, pulling you a little closer by the waist, craving for something more.

You pulled away softly, "Okay, let's stop this before I change my mind about this whole baby thing."

He hummed in response, "Right, right, sorry about that."

CURATED BY @hnjowlf

[hnjowlf]

✶ NEXT 2 U

PAIRING: ateez members ( maknae line ) x reader

CONTAINS: light teasing and suggestive content

SUMMARY: ateez members getting caught making out with you

AUTHOR’S NOTES: omg sorry for being late! been quite busy lately, anyway enjoy the maknae line!! ( also pls ignore if there are any typos or grammar mistakes lolol i was too lazy to proofread and english is not my first language . . . )

MASTERLIST ⸝⸝ HYUNG LINE

✶⋆.˚ SAN

The two of you were in the dorm kitchen late at night, looking for snacks while the rest of the members were supposedly asleep.

You kept opening every cabinet, searching for snacks the members had hidden from you, since you loved to sneak around and steal their favorites. Instead of helping, San leaned against the counter, watching you open every cabinet.

“Be careful, love,” San gently reminds you.

“You know,” you pointed out. “You could at least pretend to search.”

“I am searching.”

You snapped at him, “You haven’t moved for the past five minutes.”

“I found what I was looking for already,” San moved closer to you.

You rolled your eyes at his cheesy pick-up line, “You’re weird.”

A few seconds later, you finally found the exact snack you were looking for, “Found it!” you exclaimed, standing on your tiptoes and stretching slightly to reach the top shelf. However, the second you stepped backward, your sock slipped against the slippery kitchen floor.

“Whoa–”

Before you could fully lose your balance, San quickly grabbed your waist, instantly pulling you back against him so you barely had time to react. One of his hands stayed firmly at your waist while the other steadied your body, your faces suddenly way closer than before.

For a second, both of you just froze. “Told you to be careful,” he murmured.

“I was careful,” your voice was stern. 

“You almost died reaching for chips.”

“Okay, that was dramatic,” you laughed breathlessly. Before you could say anything else, San leaned down and kissed you suddenly. 

His hands tightened around your waist, preventing you from falling. You responded by wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss as your bodies swayed instinctively, caught in the momentum of the kiss. He trailed kisses down your jawline, guiding you backward as you reached out, fingertips grazing the edge of the kitchen counter.

As you moved together, the room became a blur of soft furniture and scattered shadows. The two of you completely forgot where you were, until.

Wooyoung stood near the kitchen entrance, rubbing his eyes–not believing what he just saw, “I don't even wanna know.”

You jumped apart instantly, and you hid behind San’s huge figure in embarrassment. Meanwhile, San just blinked once before smiling sheepishly. “In our defense,” he started.

“There is no defense, Hyung.” Wooyoung interrupted immediately. He groaned dramatically before walking back toward the hallway.

San turned back toward you with the biggest grin, “You okay though?”

You stared at him in disbelief, “That’s your biggest concern right now?”

“Yes?” San answered innocently.

Despite everything just happened, you still ended up laughing while San pulled you back against his side again.

✶⋆.˚ MINGI

You had been lying against his chest for nearly an hour, his arms loosely wrapped around you while soft music played quietly in the background. At some point, the conversation faded gently, leaving only comfortable silence between the two of you. Eventually, you glanced at your phone and sighed softly before pushing yourself up slightly.

“It’s getting late,” you mumbled sleepily. “I should probably go home.”

Mingi immediately frowned, “Already?”

“It’s literally past midnight.”

“So? Stay a bit longer,” he pouted.

You scoffed, “You said that like an hour ago.”

“And I still mean it,” before you could get up properly. Mingi grabbed your wrist gently and pulled you right back against him, making you fall onto his chest again with a surprised laugh.

“Mingi!” you yelped.

“What?” He smiled sleepily. “Five more minutes, I promise.”

You rolled your eyes while he looked up at you with the softest expression, “That’s never actually five minutes with you.”

Then, before you could keep arguing, Mingi leaned up and kissed you softly. 

It was supposed to be a quick and lazy kiss, but the second you kissed him back properly, he smiled into the kiss and pulled you closer again. His smile lingered in the kisses, turning the kiss from soft to something deeper, more alive. “You were supposed to be leaving,” he mumbled teasingly between kisses.

“This is your fault.”

“Mhm.”

A few more kisses later, you found yourself sitting on Mingi’s lap, his hands resting lightly on your waist, steadying you as his lips claimed yours again and again. Each kiss was a lingering promise, deep and slow, teasing and bold.

“Mingi,” you laughed softly. “Seriously, I should–”

The bedroom door suddenly opened.

The two of you froze instantly. 

It was Hongjoong. 

“Ah…so this is awkward,” Mingi groaned, covering his face with his hands.

Meanwhile, you hid your face in Mingi’s shoulder, completely mortified.

“I saw nothing!” Hongjoong said quickly before shutting the bedroom door. A few seconds later, the door creaked open again, and he peeked his head inside. “Next time, lock the door before traumatizing people,” he muttered before closing it again.

The second the door shut, Mingi laughed quietly, “So…can you stay five more minutes now?”

✶⋆.˚ WOOYOUNG

The hallway near the dressing rooms was unusually empty for once. You had only pulled Wooyoung aside because he’d been whining all day about not getting enough attention from you.

“You’re so needy today,” you complained while he followed you from behind down the hallway.

“And whose fault is that?”

You stopped in your tracks, turning back to him, “How would that even be my fault?”

“You made me obsessed with you.” Wooyoung moved closer to you.

“That sounds like a YOU problem.”

Wooyoung gasped dramatically, “Wow, you're so cold.”

“Oh, you’ll survive,” you crossed your arms while rolling your eyes, trying to hold your smile, but Wooyoung noticed immediately.

“There it is,” he grinned proudly. “That smile.”

“You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

“And yet you love me, right?” he teases back at you.

Before you could answer back, Wooyoung’s hand found yours, his grip firm yet gentle as he pulled you closer. Suddenly, he had you backed against the wall with his other hand slid beside your head, framing your face with quiet confidence.

“What are you doing?” you laughed quietly. 

“Getting your attention,” he smirked.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Mhm,” then he kissed you before you could continue talking. One hand rested firmly at your waist, pulling you impossibly close while the other held your jaw with a gentle yet possessive touch. His lips moved against yours with a bold confidence, with every kiss a statement, every breath a promise.

“Wooyoung,” you whispered between the kisses. “Someone’s gonna see.”

“No, they won’t.”

“You said that last time.”

He grinned against your lips, deepening the kiss while completely ignoring your protests. 

Which was exactly why neither of you noticed someone turning the corner until a voice suddenly went, “I’m uncomfortable.”

You jumped immediately, while Wooyoung only turned his head slowly toward San, who was standing nearby.

“And now you interrupted a beautiful moment,” Wooyoung complained immediately.

“More like a disgusting moment,” San continued.

“Okay, hater,” Wooyoung replied.

Meanwhile, you were hiding your burning face with your hands, feeling shy while the two of them argued back and forth. “You’re unbelievable," San sighed before finally walking away.

Wooyoung watched him leave before looking back down at you innocently, “Anyway, where were we?”

You uncovered your face while staring at him, “You cannot be serious.”

“I’m extremely serious,” he smiled.

Then he leaned down, attempting to kiss you again while you laughed and shoved his face away immediately.

✶⋆.˚ JONGHO

Most of the staff had stepped outside the dressing room, leaving only the soft noise of distant conversations echoing outside. Jongho sat beside you on the couch, still half-dressed for the next performance, jacket slightly unbuttoned while he scrolled through something on his phone.

You noticed a piece of hair stuck near his shoulder and reached over automatically, “Hold still.”

He glanced at you, “What?”

“There’s something on your jacket.” Your fingers brushed against the fabric carefully while Jongho silently watched you the entire time.

“Okay, there you go,” you smiled softly while brushing away the piece of hair.

Instead of saying ‘thank you’, Jongho gently grabbed your wrist before you could pull away. 

You blinked, “What?”

“Come here for a second,” he mumbled quietly.

He suddenly leaned closer and kissed you, with one hand remaining loosely wrapped around your wrist, holding you tenderly but with a subtle strength, the other settled at your waist, pulling you closer against him. A small smile lifted the corner of your lips against his lips as you pulled back just enough to look at him, “You’re so clingy today,” you whispered.

“You don’t sound like you mind.”

“I didn’t say that.”

Then, without hesitation, he kissed you again. This time, more proper and deeper, with intention and a quiet hunger that sent a thrilling shiver down your spine. Before you realized it, you were settling halfway onto his lap, your body molded perfectly against his. His hands tightened slightly at your waist while his lips never left yours.

And that was exactly when the dressing room door opened.

“Jongho ya~ They’re looking for–” Yeosang’s voice was cut off by something he’ll be traumatised for life.

You pulled away immediately in shock, while Jongho barely reacted at all.

The room became painfully silent. Jongho just looked at Yeosang calmly while holding your hand.

“Staff’s looking for you,” Yeosang finally said, awkwardly. 

“Okay, thanks,” Jongho replied casually.

A few seconds of silence passed before Yeosang slowly backed out of the room, “I’m gonna pretend I didn't see anything.” Then the door quickly shut.

“Oh my god,” you buried your face in Jongho’s chest.

“That was embarrassing,” he chuckled while looking completely unbothered.

You turned to stare at him in confusion, “How are you so calm right now?”

Jongho only smiled slightly before fixing his jacket, “because we weren't doing anything wrong.”

“Jonghoongie, we were making out.”

“And?” 

You sat there speechless while he looked at you with the smallest hint of amusement in his eyes.

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