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warnings: implied death, someone going insane, violent acts against a box, a mysterious creature, unknown context-ish
a/n: hi idk wtf this is i just thought of this idea after practice today lol 😀
there was a knock at your front door the moment the power went out in your house- you knew who it was, but you didn’t want to see them. in fact, you wished they had given you more time. you sat ridged on the couch in your living room, praying silently in the dark that they would go away- that they would forget you. outside your window a streak of lightning made its way from the dark sky down to the earth and a clash of thunder shook you to the core. you waited patiently for a few minutes before another knock, this time more prominent, came from your front door. “i know you’re there y/n,” a voice sounded from outside. “let me in.”
you screwed your eyes shut. let me in, let me in, let me in. that was all you had done since you had met choi yeonjun that one fateful night at the park and now look where it had gotten you. two years ago you had gotten up late one night to go take a walk, your insomnia pushing you to keep your eyes open. at the park, sitting on a wooden bench, was yeonjun. you didn’t know him at the time- until something inside you told you to sit down next to him and get to know the mysterious man who sat alert on a park bench at 1am holding a small silver box in his pale, shaking hands.
.
“let me in y/n!” yeonjun knocked on the door slightly furiously this time. “i know what you're doing! let me in, do you understand!? let me in dammit!”
“let me in y/n!” yeonjun knocked on the door slightly furiously this time. “i know what you're doing! let me in, do you understand!? let me in dammit!”
two years ago yeonjun had handed you the small silver box, two years ago yeonjun had told you never to open the box no matter what you went through and that he had to ‘sort something out’, two years ago he told you he would soon return to you to pick up his box, two years ago before he left you with the silver box he told you he was sorry but you didn’t know why, two years ago you could care less about what was in the silver box but two years later you were doing everything you could to open it and your inability to pry it open had driven you mad. as of now, the little silver box sat in front of you, glistening when lightning lit up the sky. next to it lay all the materials and instruments you had previously used to try to open the box’s latch and now your hands gripped the corners of the coffee table that the box sat on as you thought of another way you could get to open the box before yeonjun got inside.
open me…. again the wispy voice you had heard coming from the box ever since last year floated around the room. you snatched the silver item suddenly and brought it up to your eye level. you weren’t sure what had driven you so intensely to make it your goal to open the box but all you knew was that you had to. you had to.
“OPEN UP THE GODDAMN DOOR!” by now you could hear yeonjun slamming his weight into your front door. “DON’T DO IT- I SWEAR TO GOD Y/N- PLEASE DON’T, YOU’LL GET US BOTH KILLED!” his panicked voice boomed on the other end of the wooden slab that kept the both of you separated as you grabbed a metal baseball bat from your closet that you had bought for one of your sporty friends as a birthday gift and swung at the box that you had placed on the floor.
minutes had gone by before you had hit the corner of the box and heard the latch pop open softly. you had opened it. after months of beating at the box, you had opened it. you threw the bat to the side and scrambled to see what had been so tightly sealed away from you. inside the box was a small slip of paper with something wrapped inside what looked like a silk cloth under it. you opened the slip of paper quickly and scribbled inside were the words:
always waiting
always watching
you set the paper aside and grabbed the cloth wrapped item just as yeonjun busted through your door. you pulled away the cloth right before yeonjun lunged at you, attempting to snatch the item from your hand. the cloth fell away to reveal an eye made of colored glass, green and blue specks forming the iris and a pupil so dark you felt that if you looked at it for too long you would get lost inside it’s darkness. yeonjun snatched your wrist with the colored eye, his nails digging into your skin. he quickly took the cloth and threw it over the eye. “now look what you done!” he said through gritted teeth. “i should never have trusted you! i should never have picked you- now they know where i am!”
you watched with wide eyes as he shoved the covered eye back into the box and closed it. his hands shook like they did that night at the park as he pocketed the box. his breathing became irregular as he stood up, his entire body rattling like wind chimes on a windy day. “i’m… i’m going to die.” he said quietly. “i’m going to die all because i choose you.” he began to pull at his red hair out of… stress? fear? you watched him, your mouth agape as he quickly lost his mind in front of you. he began to chuckle, softly at first, then louder, and louder until it turned into a crazed cackle. “i’m going to die!” he threw his head up towards the ceiling and laughed. “i’m going to die.” he brought his head back down and smiled at you, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “maybe it was time right? maybe i’ll finally be free. maybe i was right to choose you!” he grabbed your shoulders and shook you slightly. “maybe it’s time for someone to suffer like i did… but you better run y/n!” he shook you harder and adrenaline shot through your body out of horror as the man who you had met late at night in the park two years ago began to cry as he laughed. “run before it finds us! run! run! take the eye and don’t look back. TAKE THE EY—”
you weren’t sure what had grabbed yeonjun as he was telling you to run. you weren’t sure how to react as he was ripped away from you, his hands which had gripped the sleeves of your shirt so tightly, ripping the fabric as he was pulled away. but he was pulled away within an instant and taken outside your front door which then slammed behind him before his screams began. you stood in your living room listening in horror before picking up the silver box that had dropped from his coat pocket. you opened up the box again and examined the inside quickly, not touching the eye or the fabric. inscribed inside the cover of the box was a single sentence:
pairing: soobin x reader (x yeonjun in this chapter)
word count: 2.7k words
genre: romance, humor, angst, socmed au
synopsis: your first date is with someone you didn't ask for but you're happy with him anyway, spending your day at a place you've always wanted to visit.
"Are you finished? Your date's here." Hueningkai spoke suddenly, heat skyrocketing through your body as you realized you've been staring at yourself in the mirror for too long.
"H-huh? Yeah, I'll be there in a minute." You stuttered out, turning away to look at something else so that he couldn't meet your eyes, embarrassed that you've been caught checking yourself out.
Hueningkai clearly didn't think much of your small outburst of embarrassment, as a chuckle escapes between his lips from amusement.
"You look really pretty by the way." He adds before closing the door, leaving you there with astonishment written across your face. The compliment will be echoing in your mind for who knows how long.
You stood there to give yourself some time to recover, there's no reason for you to be that flustered over a mere compliment from your roommate. Usually, it doesn't affect you that much whenever he does comment on how you look, responding with a small noise of acknowledgement. You figured it must be because you're actually dressed for an occasion.
You opened the door and stepped out, catching Hueningkai's attention away from his phone. His eyes softened at the sight of you, his lips forming into a grin from the way you confidently gave him a twirl, letting him have a good look at your outfit. You've been planning your whole outfit last night out of excitement.
"What do you think? Doesn't look that bad, right?" You asked one last time to make sure.
Hueningkai brought his phone down to give his undivided attention towards you, nodding his head in response to your question. "As I said you look pretty, I can give you more compliments but… you have to promise you won't fall in love with me." He raised an eyebrow, lips curled into a sly smirk to tease you.
You gave him a light smack on his shoulder, nervously giggling at his words. "Ugh, cut it out." You rolled your eyes at him, grabbing your things from the coffee table.
"I'm only warning you." He grinned stupidly.
"Yeah, I'll get going." You waved your hand, turning on the heels of your shoes to leave your apartment. You're used to those kinds of banter with him, but frankly, it still manages to make you flustered. It only shows that you're not used to those kinds of remarks from someone else, let alone from someone attractive like him.
The moment you stepped out of your apartment complex, a rush of nervousness ran through your body. There he is by the other side of the road, his chin sank down into the comfort of his palm, sitting on his scooter as he's waiting for you to come out. You stood there in silence as you examined him, adorning a sleeveless leather jacket with a grey hoodie, and a plain white shirt on the inside to complete the look. If you didn't know better you would've asked a random stranger if he's their boyfriend from how he looks.
You cautiously approached him, taking your time to formulate a proper sentence to greet him. You could feel the irritation start to eat away at you. The way your hands trembled as if you're going to present in front of class, it's hilarious to you to be this nervous upon meeting your boyfriend for a day.
He was already facing you with a smile when you looked his way, your heart started to hammer against your rib cage as he waved. Not wanting to hold eye contact with him as he hopped down from his scooter, you let your stare fall onto your feet. The messily tied shoelaces of your shoes wasn't enough of a distraction, he looks too good and it's not good for your weak heart.
Is this how people feel on their first date?
You know that Wishlist's choice of boyfriends look better in real life than pictures, they don't give them enough justice on the internet as much as to see them in the flesh, but you're surely not prepared to hear what his voice might sound like. Thinking about that for too long sounds ridiculous because he's already there to greet you in less than a few steps away, you'll be able to hear what he sounds like soon enough.
You shyly approached him, only noticing the height difference once he stepped closer. "Hi," you greeted.
"You look really pretty." Yeonjun immediately slipped a compliment, his lips forming into a smirk. He brought his hand close to your face, brushing his knuckle against the skin of your cheek, then carefully tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You looked away from him, not knowing what to say. The sudden shower of compliments from people puts you in an indescribable place. You're grateful, but you're not sure how to respond to them properly.
He kept his gaze on your face, finding your reaction to his compliment endearing. "I'll give you compliments as many times as I want to see you like this again. You're so cute." He says as a boyish laugh escapes his lips.
The public display of affection accompanied with his words, you don't think you'll be able to survive today's date. The risk of you spewing nonsense is high.
"You look pretty, too."
Yeonjun seems to be taken aback by your response, his eyes widening from hearing those exact words. He quickly recovered from the shock as his expression changed into a fond smile and his eyes softened. He's not used to hearing such compliments like that, but he doesn't deny that he loves it.
"Really?" He began teasingly, keeping his voice low, "that's really sweet of you, but I'm sure it's not as sweet as the taste of your lips."
For a moment, his words didn't process in your mind, that you're not listening to him speak as you're completely distracted by his face that's a few inches away from your face. But seeing the way he's looking at you, he looks like he's leaning in for a kiss.
You stepped back, offering him a smile. "I… I forgot that we have to act like we're in a relationship, that was something." A nervous giggle escaped you, realizing how incapable of communicating you had become these days.
He lets out a lighthearted laugh, his hand gently holding yours to bring you comfort at this moment. He knows that this is your first date and for you to act like that, he deems it as normal, he doesn't mind and he'll try his best to keep things at a rate you can handle.
"Don't worry about it, babe." He grabs one of the helmets and hands one to you, gesturing to you for you to wear it. "And you mentioned something about going for a ride so I thought I'd bring my scooter for this date."
There are several stickers decorating the helmet, it varies from colorful stickers to adorable animals. You looked around the helmet for a much longer time as you pushed your lips for it to form into a pout, endeared by the thought of Yeonjun putting all of those before the date. You peered up to see him starting the engine, releasing it from its stand as he balanced both of his feet on the ground. His gaze flickered from your face to the helmet you have in your hand.
"Something wrong?" Yeonjun curiously asked, tilting his head to add more emphasis to his question.
You quickly shook your head, "nothing's wrong."
"I thought that it's really adorable for you to decorate this one, assuming you did, and have matching stickers with Judy and Nick from that one Disney movie." You explained, getting on his scooter with your hands on his shoulders for support. "You kinda resemble Nick if you ask me." You locked the clip of the helmet right after.
"A friend told me to put those on. Well, what kind of couple would we be if we're not matching? I should probably call you carrots." He reached behind him to guide your hands, asking if you're comfortable before letting you wrap your arms around his waist.
"Hold on tight, carrots. I wouldn't want to lose you now." He says as he mimicked Nick's voice, chuckling when you recognized the voice.
"An aquarium?" He held your hand with his and pulled you with him, a big smile spread across his lips.
Yeonjun turned back to you with a laugh, such a genuine reaction to your confused words. His laughter soon drowned in children's amused noises and their parents' loud chatter, turning your attention away from your date to look around your surroundings. Their joyful voices ringing in your ears as they walk past you reminded you so much of your childhood. Those moments of being reckless, bright smiles and running around without a care in the world, you missed that feeling of contentment. It felt like nothing was holding you back.
He squeezed your hand, his eyes following your line of sight before maintaining eye contact with you. "I thought it would be nice to take you here," he pauses, "you said that you've always wanted to visit an aquarium and here we are." Yeonjun brushed his thumb on the back of your hand, lowering his gaze in such a bashful manner.
He remembered that. Yeonjun remembers such a small detail from your late night conversation, you don't remember saying such things to him at three in the morning, but seeing how he treats his job as if it's the real thing makes your heart full. He genuinely puts so much effort in making you feel special for your first date. You're afraid that you won't be able to find a boyfriend like him, he's setting your standards too high.
"You remembered?" He giggles at the expression you're making, poking your cheek out of amusement. "But do you remember what type of sea animal I like?"
He gave you a wink, "I'll show you."
And thus he took you inside of the ocean park, the bright smile he adorned never once faltered. Yeonjun didn't let go of your hand throughout the first corridor you walked through, the dimly lit hallway brought you great curiosity, only to realize that they're giving a mermaid show to the new batch of arrivals. They soon switched the lights on along with the music that sounded so much like magic, it gave you a glimpse of a world so different to yours. You watched with pure amazement in your eyes, but instead of watching the mermaid show, he only had his eyes on you that's filled with genuine admiration.
He put his arm around your waist once you told him it was okay, giving him a signal of consent. Yeonjun stopped at a certain spot in front of the big aquarium, eyes wandering around looking for something. You turned to watch him in amusement, but then you turned to look at where he's pointing, seeing a large stingray swimming above a swarm of fish.
"Stingrays. You like them a lot, it's cute how you know so much about them." He casually says as his gaze soon trails down to watch you, loving how much of your inner child is showing.
Your lips form into a smile, "I had an obsession over them because their mouths look adorable."
"Like this?"
You turn to look at him and let out a laugh, it's amusing to see how he's trying to imitate the stingray's mouth. His somewhat visible dimples are showing as he pressed his lips tightly together.
You reach out to poke his dimples on either side of his cheeks, your eyes turning into upside down crescents from smiling too wide. Maybe you're not disappointed anymore for not getting your desired boyfriend from Wishlist. Yeonjun's the epitome of a perfect boyfriend anyone could ask for, he's more than what you deserve.
"You look more adorable though," you mumbled under your breath.
Yeonjun's lips form into a lopsided grin, his hand trailing down to rub your arm. "So you admit that you find me more adorable than those stingrays? Gotcha."
"Maybe," you roll your eyes and turn on the heel of your shoes, leaving him dumbfounded before he follows you to wherever you're headed.
The next one is the touch exhibit for aquatic animals as it says in the brochure you have in your hand. Yeonjun caught up to you, looking over your shoulder to read the brochure's contents. His eyes widening from the mention of getting to touch some aquatic animals. He rests his chin on your shoulder, you freeze at close proximity, you can feel his breathing against your skin. He gives you a slightly worried look wondering if you're uncomfortable.
He was about to move away until you gently pushed his head back down, you made sure not to mess with his hair in the process. "It's in the kid zone but I don't think a bunch of adults joining in would hurt." He heard a hint of mischief in your tone that made him smile.
You thought you wouldn't be blending well with the kids surrounding the touch zone, but you thought wrong as Yeonjun entertained the child next to him as he crouches. You watch him explain the type of starfish sticking onto a random rock to the kid, finding yourself completely endeared to the sight in front of you.
You reach down to touch a smaller starfish, poking it gently not to hurt the animal. Through text he doesn't seem so interesting, his replies were quite scripted that reminded you so much of lines from romance movies. They sounded like he was forced to say such things to a stranger. But when he's here with you, you believe that he's not just somebody who's getting paid to take you out on a date. He genuinely makes you feel like you have someone that makes you feel loved in a way you crave the most. It's not scripted and you like how he doesn't treat this as a job he needs to do, and instead makes you feel like you're truly with him.
"Wait, look—there's a bunch of fishes there!" Yeonjun's voice snapped you out of your reverie. He points towards another direction that's out of your sight, turning your head to look, you feel a pair of plush lips against your cheek out of the blue. You quickly bring your hand to your cheek in shock, eyes wide open as you look at him.
He lets out an amused giggle, leaning his forehead against yours as his nose scrunches. He finds you so cute to the point he wants to pinch your cheeks and squeeze you until he's over your cuteness.
"Sorry if that was too much, I couldn't help it." He says while he pulls away. "You look cute when you're focusing on something."
You furrow your brows, pouting at his words. "Is cute the only thing you can think of?"
Yeonjun tilts his head. "Oh? You dare challenge me?" He slings his arm around your waist, then pinches your waist to test if you're ticklish. He didn't know you're ticklish and to know that fact somewhat brings him joy. "If you allow me, I'll smother you with kisses."
You pushed his face away from you, looking around to see a bunch of kids that's too occupied with the touch zone. "There are kids here, I'd rather not." You nervously laugh, trying you very best to look at anything but him.
He leans in close to your ear, his breath fanning against your skin makes you want to pull away. "How about we go somewhere private then?"
"I sometimes forget that you're flirty, I can't do this—" your words are quickly cut off when Yeonjun pressed another kiss to your cheek. A bunch of kids saw that happen as you heard a collective aww and some eww around you.
He'll be the death of you. There's still more places for you to explore with Yeonjun and so far you've only been to three places. The day's still young and you figure that you'll be having the time of your life, actually, you already are and you haven't smiled this much in months. The loneliness that's slowly eating you away stopped for a moment, letting you have this moment with him in peace. The decision of signing up for Wishlist will never be something you'll regret.
A date with someone like him, even for a day, gave you a glimpse of what a relationship must be like.
genre. fluff pairing. park sunghoon x gn!reader prompt. 'you owe me a kiss.' word count. 0.3k warnings. mention of ghosts and robbers, jokes abt death
"hoon. hoon!" you gave your boyfriend a gentle shove to wake him out of his sleep.
the sheets rustled as sunghoon shifted himself around in the bed until he was facing you. messy hair in different directions and pout ever present on his face, he deadpanned at you.
"y/n, it's almost 2 am. why are you awake?" he dove back for his pillow just to be caught with your hand on his shoulder. "i think i heard something in the house."
sunghoon almost protested until his eyes focused and he could see how frightened you really were. a small pang in his heart was enough to guilt him into getting out of bed. "alright, fine. but you owe me a kiss if i survive."
"not funny!" you whined, although you couldn't stop a small smile from spreading on your face when he stuck his tongue out at you, opening the bedroom door to venture outside.
a minute or so passed, spent picking at the corners of your, or sunghoon's, tee shirt and listening to his foot steps fade in and out around you. "hoon? are you alive?"
"nope. i died in the two minutes i was out there and now you're able to see ghosts." he stomped back into your bedroom and tossed himself onto your bed, yanking you against him. "it was the switch controller. from when you lost at smash bros earlier? remember? it fell off the table."
despite sunghoon's relentless teasing, he was still gentle when pushing your hair away from your face and rubbing the side of you arm. "it was nothing, you're safe. can i have my kiss now?"
you happily pressed your lips to his and the both of you drifted back asleep, faces a little too close together and sunghoon's thumb still rubbing lazy circles on your arm.
sunghoon and his ways of expressing each love language ʚɞ
sunghoon x gn!reader, fluff, warnings: swearing, word count: 606, non-idol au, established relationship
a/n i did get a Little carried away when writing this butttt ugh i am head over heels for this boy u Guys do not understand this also tumblr keeps messing this up i am saur mad
— words of affirmation
never fails to send you a good morning message every day. they always go by the lines of “good morning yn, i love you” to remind you that he’s right by your side. forever wants you to feel understood and appreciated — it doesn’t matter what you’re doing, he’ll always find a way to compliment you. if you’re cooking, he would mention how good your food looks or how he’s excited to eat it. will always ask for pictures of you through text when he misses you so he can call you shower you with compliments. you already know that he’s hyping you up in your instagram comments (he’s literally half the comment section). never forgets the usual good night messages too with the accompanying “i love you”.
— spending quality time together
will do anything to spend time with you. if he’s busy that day and knows what he needs to do, he’ll get all his work finished an hour before he’s supposed to see you. you two frequently go on walks together, hand in hand as you pose for couple pictures to share on social media. dates are always sunghoon’s highlights of the week — even if it’s something simple like making bracelets for each other or joyriding around the city. enjoys the little things when spending time with you, sunghoon will watch you with a blissful smile as you talk on and on about your favourite things — it never matters what the two of you are doing, he just loves being around you.
— acts of service
when you’re sick, sunghoon’s always there to care for you. you’ll always be there to protest against his help but he won’t care, he just wants to — and will — make you feel better. he’ll help you clean your house, make you homemade soup that he swears will make you better in an instant and would help you with your english literature homework. even through everyday life, sunghoon’s always there to help you or just make your day the tiniest bit easier. he’ll pick up your favourite drink for you on the way to your home or even lie to your teacher that you missed class because you weren’t feeling well (you just wanted to sleep in). with this all, he wants to show you how much he cares for you, just not through words but through actions.
— giving gifts
even if you’ve told him multiple times that you don’t need a gift, he’ll always find a way of giving you something. sunghoon buys you things that remind him of you. it could be anything honestly, a random stuffed animal that he thought was just as cute as you or something simple like a candle that he remembered was your favourite colour. when he knows you’ve been stressed over something in particular, he’ll buy you a book that is specifically written to help with relieving stress. with every gift he gives you, there’s always a long thought process before he buys it — asking himself if you need it or if you’ll find it meaningful.
— physical touch
always has his arms around you somehow — around your shoulders, around your waist or just simply hugging you. he loves holding your hand too, the feeling of you close to him makes him incredibly giddy. will draw circles with his finger on your shoulder or the palm of your hand. he also loves resting his head on your shoulder, and at the same time giving you kisses on your shoulder and neck. one of his favourite ways of giving you affection is through kisses, he’ll plant one anywhere and everywhere — forehead, cheeks, lips, it doesn’t matter to him.
“I’m heading to bed first. Goodnight,” Heeseung says as he pushes the door closed leaving you awkwardly standing in the living room.
“No, wait” you stomp, opening the door and situating yourself on top of his laying body. You sit atop his abdomen, legs on either side as you furrow your eyebrows.
“Is there something you wanted to tell me?” you ask as you lean down, placing both of your hands on either side of his head.
“No.” Heeseung replies.
“There is,” he thinks. His arms reach up to place a firm hand on your hips. “For example, I like the way your waist feels under my clothing.” His eyes meet yours as he reaches to comb his fingers through your hair. “…and I like the way your eyebrows furrow when you’re unhappy. And I like the way you get embarrassed instead of being your bold self.” he thinks to himself as he sits up beneath you. “I like the way I’m the only person who knows about these things.”
Heeseung tilts his head up towards you and leans in, eyes half closed. “Can I?” he asks.
You scoff. “Who asks before doing it? Heeseung, you’re a real turn off.” you say as you roll your eyes.
“Is that so?” he teases before pushing you down onto the bed, his hands on either side of your face now. “Sorry, I’m a little clumsy,” he says. His fingers intertwine yours and he slowly leans down, placing a chaste kiss on your lips.
park sunghoon x gn!reader, no warnings, fluff; 200 words
tagging: @youreverydayzebra @en-txt-abode
Sunghoon laid his head in your lap, lying on the grass of the park you two grew up in. You bring your hand up to shield the sun from his eyes, knowing today he had been more tired than usual.
“You can take a nap.” you say, using your other hand to brush through his hair. He lets out a hum.
“But I want to take a nap with you,” he whines, sitting up and pressing his face against the crook of your neck.
“Do you want to go home then?” you ask, not really in the mood for a nap but it was whatever. He hums again, this time tickling your neck. You bring your hand up to his hair to comb it once more before he lifts his head up and looks you in the eyes.
Sunghoon brings his two hands up to your cheeks and leans in, but before he can give you that kiss, he whispers an “i love you,” tickling you with his breath before connecting your lips and pushing you down to lay on the grass.
boyfriend!jake x gn!reader, fluff, warnings: no warnings, not fully proof read! word count: 542, non-idol au, established relationship, a/n i have romantic feelings for jake and i also haven’t written anything disgustingly romantic in a while so here u go
— words of affirmation
you could be feeling down because of a bad grade, making a small mistake or even lacking self confidence and jake would never fail to give you comfort. words of encouragement and praise were always things he would give you. small phrases like “i knew you could do it”, “you look beautiful” and “i believe in you” were always frequently showing up in your conversations. he’d never pass up on an opportunity to make you feel better about yourself, trying to make you the happiest you could be in that moment.
— physical touch
plays with your fingers all the time, always holding your hand because he loves the warmth of them. also gives you back hugs all the time and rocks you side to side when doing so — he’ll place his chin on top of your head too, sometimes even placing a kiss on top of your head. loves the feeling of being closer to you, the physical aspect of it makes him fall deeper for you and reminds him that you’re there with him. when watching movies or simply just sitting beside each other, he’ll hold you tight while you sit in between his legs — in those moments he’ll also play with you hair and even braid it.
— spending quality time together
his favourite way of expressing his love for you is through spending time together. he enjoys your company and finds it the highlight of his week whenever you’re with him. even if it’s small things like going grocery shopping together, taking a quick walk in the local park or cooking dinner at your house — he soaks it all in and lives in the moment. jake’s always been grateful to spend time with you, never failing to tell you each moment you’ve seen each other.
— acts of service
if he can tell you’re really busy in the middle of doing something, he’ll help you a little (by a little i mean a lot). for example if you’re finishing a paper due that night but you still haven’t cleaned your room, he’ll simply just clean your room for you without having you ask. will make you breakfast when you accidentally sleep in, he’ll even make you heart shaped pancakes or write a little note for you with your food simply saying “i love you, good morning”. when he has extra time to spare, he’ll pick up your favourite book from the library on his way to your house too.
— receiving gifts
whenever you’d briefly mention something you really wanted, he’d always write it down in his notes to remind himself that he needs to buy it for you. every so often he’ll always buy your favourite flowers and an accompanying charm to continue the never ending charm bracelet he’s given you for your one month anniversary. he also plays close attention to what you like on social media (in the least creepiest way), if you like a post about a certain bakery in town you better believe he’s already there buying out the whole shop. his favourite gift to you however is fun fair stuffed animals he’s won himself. he loves seeing your face light up in delight whenever he gives his prize to you, ecstatic to know that his hard work was worth it seeing you so happy.
𖦹 puts his hand in your back pocket he does this especially when you’re in public or around other guys. it’s so he can usher you to where he wants you to go but also he just likes his hand near your ass. ass > hand
𖦹 he puts his arm over your shoulder he honestly does this everywhere but he’ll always lean down to whisper into your ear to say anything to you. he refuses to talk normally. he’ll even kiss the side of your neck when you’re done talking.
𖦹 he pulls you in by your waist for like a hug or kiss anything, he’ll grab your waist first. when you guys are kissing he’ll run his hands up and down your sides or bring his hands up to your jaw. he’ll even smile into the kiss.
𖦹 he’ll kiss you out of nowhere if you’re meeting up for a date before he says anything he’ll stop and kiss you. then he’ll pull away and say hi before telling you how pretty you look. OR sometimes when he’s excited to see you he’ll just run up to you and kiss you. OR when you’re rambling about your day and he’s thinking about how in love he is with you and just kisses you.
lee heeseung x gn!reader, fem in one of them; no warnings; fluff; 200 words
tagging: @youreverydayzebra @en-txt-abode
𖦹 playing with the waistband of your jeans while you kiss we’ve all seen that heejay clip. he’ll smile into the kiss and let his firm hands slide down your waist onto your jeans and play with the belt loop or slip his hands a little bit inside. NOT SUGGESTIVELY THO UM BYE
𖦹 reaching his arm over you to push the door open this man is BUILT like he’s so tall too. when you go to open the door hed reach over you to push the door open from the top so you’re tucked underneath him.
𖦹 wipes his sweat off with his shirt he only does this when you’re around cause he wants you to see his abs. he knows you love when he’s sweaty. if you make eye contact after he does it he’ll wink at you and turn away.
𖦹 FEM READER! calls you “my girl” or says “good girl” i feel like he’d do this so naturally too. like if you do well on a test or something he’ll ruffle your hair and be like “good girl” or when he’s talking to someone about you he’d refer to you as “my girl”
jake sim x gn! reader; no warnings; fluff; 243 words
tagging: @en-txt-abode @youreverydayzebra
𖦹 makes eye contact with you while he out on chapstick he especially likes to ask you to hold it for him so he can come ask you for some later. he buys them in flavors like cherry and strawberry so he can give you a kiss right after.
𖦹 he calls you to say good morning/night on paper it seems cute, but his sleepy voice is so hot to you. you just can’t help it but get whiny when he forgets to sometimes. it’s especially hot when he calls you pet names like baby or angel. sometimes he facetimes you in bed too. his eyes are half open but you’re the first thing he thinks about when he wakes up and the last thing he thinks of when he goes to sleep.
𖦹 buy you rings so he can play with them especially when you two are just sitting/laying around. he wants to be in contact with you but he liked fidgeting, so he’ll get you rings or ask you to wear yours so he can play with your hands. he loves taking them on and off or kissing them.
𖦹 pushes up his sleeves self explanatory lol it’s hot.
𖦹 rests his hands behind his neck <(•_•)> kinda like that?? anyway AND HIS GIANT MANNY TITTIES POP OUT WHEW and then he turns his head towards you if you’re sitting on the couch and asks you if you’re hungry.
None of the gifs are mine, credit to their rightful owners
-Werewolf!Wonwoo x Gender Neutral Reader-
Masterlist | Introduction
Your POV:
The ding of the shop’s front door opening caught your attention. The day had been relatively slow and not many customers had stopped by.
The photography shop you work at was small and out of sight from the main *high street, you would have to kind of go looking for it if you wanted to purchase something.
But there were pros to the hidden store, you wouldn’t get rowdy teens entering and disturbing the peaceful atmosphere, the only people who walked through the doors were customers who actually knew what they were doing when it came to photography.
You had only been at your job for a week so far, and you’ve got to admit, it’s better than you thought. Initially, when you were told the store had a small number of customers each day, you were expecting to be sitting boredly all day, but the numerous photography magazines that decorated the store walls kept you company, along with your chores of being an employee.
This particular morning felt special. You weren’t entirely sure why, but you felt happy and giddy when you woke up, excited to start your day.
Upon arriving at the shop with a huge smile gracing your face, your manager informed you on everything that would be happening today. Not much was different from the previous 7 days you’d been managing the front desk, except that an order had come in and the customer would be coming by around noon to pick up the delivery - basically nothing you couldn’t handle.
The first few hours of the day went by in a blast. It wasn’t until the dinging of the front door bell that you looked up from your magazine and looked towards the customer.
The man who’d walked in was tall. He wore grey slacks with black shoes and a white button up shirt, his sleeves were rolled up to elbows and the first couple of buttons were undone. His hair was black and had a side parting that gave sight to his forehead. The man wore black sunglasses and a black mask, completely covering his face from your view.
To say you were entranced was an understatement. You were speechless. The man before you looked as if he had stepped out of some expensive men’s fashion magazine.
The man also seemed to be frozen on the spot. But by what you weren’t sure, his glasses stopped him from giving you any clues. He looked to be looking at you, but he could be admiring the many cameras that were on display on the wall behind the front desk. That happened a lot.
You quickly took your eyes off the man and looked towards the clock, it was 11:45, he was too early to be the delivery customer.
When you looked back in the direction of the man, he was gone and had started walking towards the top left corner of the shop, the places furthest away from you.
Feeling slightly dejected, you turned back to your magazine and waited for either the customer to come and collect their order, or the man to come over and pay for whatever he was buying, whichever one came first.
A few minutes had passed and neither the delivery customer or the man had come up to you yet. Looking up form your magazine, you look over towards the tall man to find him with his glasses off and looking at you. His eyes were soft until they met yours, which was when they widened and quickly looked away.
The reaction was slightly amusing to you, so you shook your head slightly with a small smile and turned to walk into the break room to grab yourself a drink.
Whilst in the small back room, the man out in the front plagued your mind. Although you didn’t actually see his face below the eyebrows, you have a superstition that he was unrealistically attractive.
You take out a cold water bottle from the worn down fridge, took a sip and made your way back into the main store area.
Upon your arrival, the man with the amazing fashion sense was waiting at the front desk, looking at the ground. He was shifting from one foot to another, indicating that he was supposedly nervous - why though, you weren’t too sure.
You saw his head perk up in the slightest but he continued to keep his gaze downwards, from the little movement he made when he heard your footsteps coming down the dim hallway, you knew that he knew you were coming closer to him.
His POV:
The sun was hidden behind the clouds and the streets were scarce. Usually the town at this time of year was full to the brim with people of all ages trying to do their pre-summer holiday shopping, but this year no one was going anywhere. The world was on lockdown mode.
For Wonwoo, not much changed, he very rarely left the city incase he accidentally went into unknown territory and upset with the wrong pack. It was just better to stay put and watch over his own territory.
Recently, with less people going outside, the world seemed calmer despite the situation everyone was in: streets were quieter, roads weren’t so full, traffic basically became extinct, nature was blooming uninterrupted and looking gorgeous. This made the perfect outdoor photoshoot.
Wonwoo had lent his camera to his pack member Mingyu a few months back when the younger also had the idea of going out and photographing the natural world, but being the clumsy pup he is, Mingyu accidentally cracked the lens, this resulting in Wonwoo having to go down to the little photography shop and asked if there was any way it could be fixed. Luckily, the store was having a new load of lenses coming in in a weeks time, so they’ll keep one aside for him and he can pick it up then.
The walk to the small shop was peaceful, something Wonwoo hadn’t felt in a long time.
He’s watched his brothers fine their mates and live happily with them, of course he’s happy for them but he’s also extremely jealous. He wants someone he can hug when he’s feeling down - sure Soonyoung or Chan would hug him, but hugging a mate has been said to feel so much more comforting. He wants someone he can mark and call his own, and the same girl them to him. He just wants his special somebody.
But little does he know, he’s not going to be scolding Mingyu for much longer and will instead be thanking him for breaking his camera lens.
Turning down a small alleyway to reach the hidden part of the town centre, Wonwoo comes face to face with the entrance of his favourite shop, but he doesn’t head in straight away.
Wonwoo had arrived half an hour earlier than he was meant to, the walk was a lot shorter than he thought and he was supposed to stop by a small cafe and wait there, but he grew out of his appetite, now just wanting to get his lens and go.
It was a good thing that he’d arrived earlier cause he stood at the entrance of the shop for a good 15 minutes.
The glass door showed him the inside of the store, and gave him a view he’s been dreaming about for a few years now:
There was a person leaning forwards onto the front desk, but their head was down reading a magazine.
Wonwoo didn’t even need to be inside the store to know who that person was, he could vaguely smell them from outside, the sweet sweet smell of vanilla mildly filled his nostrils.
Wonwoo was glad that the worker had their head down and was occupied, otherwise they would’ve seen him staring at them, possibly creeping them out, which was something Wonwoo definitely didn’t want to do.
Plucking up the little bit of courage he had, Wonwoo pushed open the door and tried to to stagger back as the smell of vanilla invaded his nostrils once again, but a lot stronger this time.
He watched as your head rose and a small smile grew on your face, obviously happy that there had been at least one customer today. You also looked at him quiet expectingly, which was understandable seeing as you probably knew about his delivery.
Wonwoo came to a stop. Despite the his darkened vision from his glasses, he could make out every single feature on your face, even the small indents that one may not usually take notice of.
He was in shock.
From what his brothers told him, when he first saw his mate, he would be in disbelief by how perfect they were. He wouldn’t be functioning properly and would probably be drooling at the sight of you. Wonwoo promised himself that he wouldn’t do the latter, he would remain cool and collected in hoed of charming you and making you fall for him like guys do in the movies.
But that promise flew out of the window when he saw you, he thanked the gifs that he had a mask on which stopped you from seeing his mouth being ajar in shock.
He stood there for a bit, taking you in before you looked away. When Wonwoo eyes stopped staring into your eyes, he quietly composed himself and silently walked to the side of the store, turning his back to you so he could think straight.
His original plan was to come in a little early and talk to Yeonjin, the manager of the shop and the person who was usually at the front desk. Wonwoo had become pretty good friends with Yeonjin seeing as they shared lots of likes in common.
Wonwoo thought back to the week prior and remembered that Yeonjin had said something about him not being there that day and that he would have someone else doing the order for him. Wonwoo cursed himself for not remembering.
A few more minutes had gone by and Wonwoo heard you get up form your spot and walk away.
Wonwoo picked up a few items such as lens cleaner and a new SD card and walked to the front desk.
It was a slow walk as he was trying to gain enough confidence to talk to you and try to charm you like he always said he would. But the nerves kept on taking over and stopping him from doing anything that could potentially ruin his impression on you.
He could hear you open and close a fridge door, unscrew the lid on whatever you had taken out, he heard you gulp your chosen liquid and put the cap back on, before walking back to the front area.
Wonwoo looked down, rehearing silently how he was going to introduce himself to you.
He heard you stop onto the marble floor, your footsteps seemed loud as they were the only thing that was making noise.
His head flinched a bit, his nerves taking over as you approached him.
He tried to calm his nerves by shifting from one foot to another, but it wasn’t working.
Wonwoo decided that it was now or never. So he looked up at you and took his face mask and glasses off. He watched as your eyes widened a bit and your mouth fall open sloth before you quickly shut it again, he smiled a little at that. He placed down his items and said in his deep calming voice:
member : sunoo , genre : angst , no warnings , wc: 238 , gn!reader
a/n : look IK ferrero rocher isn't a choclate bar but it still is v good
you didn't like kim sunoo. he was like the chocolate bar in your back jean pocket, slowly melting by the heat of your body until it was sticky and inedible.
it was annoying. the way you noticed yourself begin to melt around him too, show a little bit more of yourself than you were used to. it was irritating, the way you found yourself looking for him in crowds, tip-toeing to look over heads even though you weren't that short. it was any synonym for headache, the way your pinky interlocked with his, making a promise to fail the math test together.
he was like that, too sweet that you could care less about the caramel mess that was on your fingers as you unwrapped the chocolate bar while he talked your ear off about his day.
it was annoying.
so that's why you gave the chocolate bar away. to someone else.
so they could feel the heat of his body against theirs as they clutched his elbow to not lose him in the crowd. to crook his smallest finger and whisper promises. to listen to his sweet words and he recounted his day. to pass every math test with him.
because you didn't even like kim sunoo. he was annoying, sickly sweet chocolate that got in between your fingers and left caramel underneath your nails.
