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A/n; first of all, stfu no i do not have a hand kink, no i am not fetishizing hands, and yes I am a simp for hyuck’s hands. God i need some grass, well anyways imma go cry myself to sleep now. Also, I’m so srry about chenle’s scenario being unnecessary, i just ran out scenarios for him KANKDKAJD i had another idea that was really cute but i didn’t know how to add the headcanon thing in it skjfkalkfkf.
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❏ ⨾ MARK
You were just sitting beside him, minding your own business as he does his work on his laptop. Every now and then you would glance at him, watching his fingers tap on the keys. You haven’t noticed how pretty his hands were until now. It had callouses from playing the guitar but it heals over time, leaving his skin soft.
Mark then stretches his arms, twisting his wrists to prevent it from aching, as he lets out a yawn. He props his arms on the arm rest, his head thrown back as he becomes deep in his thoughts.
Eyes opening as he felt a pair of hands taking in his, weaving it in their fingers. He turns to you, still deep into a book you were reading, the other free hand playing with the back of his hand. You felt each healing callouses, tracing them with your fingers.
“How long have you been sitting there?” You look up from your book, smiling softly. “A while. Are you finished?” He nods, pulling the office chair that you sat in closer to him, he brings your hand up to his lips, kissing the back of it. “Let’s get some food cause I’m starving.”
A/n; first of all, stfu no i do not have a hand kink, no i am not fetishizing hands, and yes I am a simp for hyuck’s hands. God i need some grass, well anyways imma go cry myself to sleep now. Also, I’m so srry about chenle’s scenario being unnecessary, i just ran out scenarios for him KANKDKAJD i had another idea that was really cute but i didn’t know how to add the headcanon thing in it skjfkalkfkf.
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❏ ⨾ MARK
You were just sitting beside him, minding your own business as he does his work on his laptop. Every now and then you would glance at him, watching his fingers tap on the keys. You haven’t noticed how pretty his hands were until now. It had callouses from playing the guitar but it heals over time, leaving his skin soft.
Mark then stretches his arms, twisting his wrists to prevent it from aching, as he lets out a yawn. He props his arms on the arm rest, his head thrown back as he becomes deep in his thoughts.
Eyes opening as he felt a pair of hands taking in his, weaving it in their fingers. He turns to you, still deep into a book you were reading, the other free hand playing with the back of his hand. You felt each healing callouses, tracing them with your fingers.
“How long have you been sitting there?” You look up from your book, smiling softly. “A while. Are you finished?” He nods, pulling the office chair that you sat in closer to him, he brings your hand up to his lips, kissing the back of it. “Let’s get some food cause I’m starving.”
A/n; first of all, stfu no i do not have a hand kink, no i am not fetishizing hands, and yes I am a simp for hyuck’s hands. God i need some grass, well anyways imma go cry myself to sleep now. Also, I’m so srry about chenle’s scenario being unnecessary, i just ran out scenarios for him KANKDKAJD i had another idea that was really cute but i didn’t know how to add the headcanon thing in it skjfkalkfkf.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The rest are under the cut !
❏ ⨾ MARK
You were just sitting beside him, minding your own business as he does his work on his laptop. Every now and then you would glance at him, watching his fingers tap on the keys. You haven’t noticed how pretty his hands were until now. It had callouses from playing the guitar but it heals over time, leaving his skin soft.
Mark then stretches his arms, twisting his wrists to prevent it from aching, as he lets out a yawn. He props his arms on the arm rest, his head thrown back as he becomes deep in his thoughts.
Eyes opening as he felt a pair of hands taking in his, weaving it in their fingers. He turns to you, still deep into a book you were reading, the other free hand playing with the back of his hand. You felt each healing callouses, tracing them with your fingers.
“How long have you been sitting there?” You look up from your book, smiling softly. “A while. Are you finished?” He nods, pulling the office chair that you sat in closer to him, he brings your hand up to his lips, kissing the back of it. “Let’s get some food cause I’m starving.”
A/n; first of all, stfu no i do not have a hand kink, no i am not fetishizing hands, and yes I am a simp for hyuck's hands. God i need some grass, well anyways imma go cry myself to sleep now. Also, I'm so srry about chenle's scenario being unnecessary, i just ran out scenarios for him KANKDKAJD i had another idea that was really cute but i didn't know how to add the headcanon thing in it skjfkalkfkf.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The rest are under the cut !
❏ ⨾ MARK
You were just sitting beside him, minding your own business as he does his work on his laptop. Every now and then you would glance at him, watching his fingers tap on the keys. You haven't noticed how pretty his hands were until now. It had callouses from playing the guitar but it heals over time, leaving his skin soft.
Mark then stretches his arms, twisting his wrists to prevent it from aching, as he lets out a yawn. He props his arms on the arm rest, his head thrown back as he becomes deep in his thoughts.
Eyes opening as he felt a pair of hands taking in his, weaving it in their fingers. He turns to you, still deep into a book you were reading, the other free hand playing with the back of his hand. You felt each healing callouses, tracing them with your fingers.
"How long have you been sitting there?" You look up from your book, smiling softly. "A while. Are you finished?" He nods, pulling the office chair that you sat in closer to him, he brings your hand up to his lips, kissing the back of it. "Let's get some food cause I'm starving."
❏ ⨾ RENJUN
Renjun had invited you for a movie night at their dorms with the rest of dream. You waited patiently on the couch, finding something good to watch on netflix. A few moments later, the boys started piling in with snacks and drinks, your boyfriend following behind.
"Did you wait long?" He gave you a peck on the lips, haechan making gagging sounds in the back. "Not really." You gave him a smile as he does. After he takes off his jacket, renjun cuddles under the blanket with you on the couch, haechan whining when he spots you two relaxing while they prepare the snacks.
Your habit of taking in renjun's hand in yours doesn't faze him, though considering he isn't that much of a fan of skin ship, it does make your heart flutter knowing he allows you to play with them. Giving each finger attention, rubbing over his palm contently. You admire the birthmark place on his right hand, tracing an unknown shape.
"Your hands are cute," you giggled, crossing your fingers as he squeezes your hand in his. Haechan notices the two of you holding hands, taking a seat the left of renjun. "Renjunnie~" he says in a high pitch voice, wrapping his arm around renjun's. Your boyfriend let's out a groan making you giggle at the two.
❏ ⨾ JENO
"Yah lee jeno," you called, leaning your hand onto the desk as he continues plaing his game. "Lee jeno," you called again but he doesn't bat an eye. He was too focused to even notice you were there. You tore his other hand away from the keyboard and slipped yourself in between him and the desk to sit on his lap.
"Couldn't it wait 'till im done, baby?" He adjusts one side of the headset to focus on you. You whined, shaking your head in the crook of his neck, "I want cuddles please," you whispered against his hoodie. He let you sit there in silence until he finished up this one round. And surprisingly, even if he had been violently tapping on his keyboard you looked comfortable and at peace on his lap.
"You done?" You tore away from his hoodie to look at him. He nods as his eyes turn into crescent moons as he smiles at you. "Stop that, you are so cute," you couldn't resist the way he looks whenever he smiles. You cupped his cheeks in your hands, touching your nose against his.
He soon took his hand and cupped you cheeks as well, feeling his warm, gentle hold on your skin. You would want to enjoying being in between his hands but you couldn't resist the urge to admire his hands. The veins that etched across his skin, the way the rings would compliment his fingers and giving the shape that pop.
"Why are your hands so hot and beautiful," you said, making jeno blush at your sudden remark. "So suddenly?" He chuckles making your lips form into a pout. "I'm serious!" He laughs harder before taking his hand and holding your chin in between his pointer and thumb, making you look up to him as he gives you a kiss on the lips.
❏ ⨾ HAECHAN
The dorms were quiet as it was already late at night. The other members were either in bed or still out at the company. You were left alone with haechan. He was laying on the couch with a pissed off expression. You guessed he had another rough day at practice. You came over to him, holding two cups of hot beverages, placing them on the coffee table infront of the couch.
"What's wrong, love?" You placed yourself in between his legs, on top of the blanket that draped over him. Your head lay on his stomach, with your arms under your chin. "Did something happen in practice?" He gave you more silence. Typical haechan, he is usually silent when he isn't in the mood so you decided to leave him alone for a bit to cool off, not wanting to piss off the boy any further.
But as you stood from your place on the couch, haechan grabs your wrist, pulling you so you hit your back against his chest. "Stay. . . Please," you smiled. Situating yourself in between his legs to get more comfortable. His arms around your body and his hands grip your wrist to keep you close. You stay in his hold when your eye catches his hands.
Have his hands ever been this pretty? Well, you knew his hand pretty hands but today he is hitting a little bit too different. You take one of his hands into yours, admiring his honey-tanned skin, beautiful fingers and pretty nails. The veins weren't too prominent and the bones were just enough to give his hands detail. It was the prettiest pair you have ever seen.
"You like my hands that much, bubs?" He whispers against your ear. You can sense the smirk that is playing across his lips. "Shut up before I turned around and smack that smirk off your lips." "How about you just kiss it off?" "Hyuck!"
❏ ⨾ JAEMIN
"Y/n~" he pulled the covers off beside you to slip himself in. "I made breakfast," he whispers against your neck, sniffing your scent. you stir awake feeling your boyfriend's warmth around you. "5 more minutes," you stretched your arms in front of you, pushing yourself even more so your back hits his chest. "But the food will get cold," he nuzzled his face further into your neck, interlocking his fingers into yours.
His cold hands enveloping in your warm ones, rubbing his thumb on the back of your hand. "Your hands are cold," you say, turning on your side to face him with his arms still wrapped around you. "It's really cold right now," he shivered dramatically making you roll your eyes. Taking both his hands from behind you into your hands, blowing hot air on them as you rubbed them together.
"Are your hands usually this cold?" You asked but received no answer. You looked up to see jaemin's eyes locked on your face, admiring your features. When you caught him staring, your face started to flair up in heat as your heart started to beat faster than before. "Have you always been this pretty?" He says with a smirk on his face.
"S-shut up, you can't just say stuff like that so randomly." You sat up, throwing a pillow at his face before getting off from the bed to wash off the embarrasment on your face.
❏ ⨾ CHENLE
"Daegal~ You are so cute," you nuzzled you nose into her fur, giving her kisses. "I'm starting to think you love her more than me." Chenle arrives to sit on the couch, placing two beverages on the coffee table. "Yeah and it's cause she doesn't annoy me all the time." You heard him scoff before sipping his beverage. The room goes silent as the cogs in chenle's brain turn. A smirk soon plays on his lips when the idea pops up You put daegal down on the floor and he sees this as an opportunity to for go with his idea.
He stands up, slightly stomping his feet as a sign of annoyance, exiting the room leaving you confused. "Chenle~" you followed him from behind as he makes his way to the kitchen. "Why'd you leave so suddenly?" He ignored you as he grabbed a bowl and a bag of snacks. "There's no way you are jealous of daegal?" He grabs an apple from the fridge and washes it over the sink while you tailed behind him all over the kitchen. "Are you?" You look over from behind, getting a peak of his pissed off expression.
"Lele," you pout, seeing he was visibly irritated that you chose his dog over him made you feel guilty. Chenle almost broke out of character as he hears that nickname roll off your tongue so natural. He starts chopping the apple on the cutting board. You stood behind him, hands behind your back feeling frustrated at his silent treatment. "Lele, I'm sorry," you say as you wrap your arms around his waist making his stop cutting the fruit.
"You invited me over to your house but still gave daegal more attention, I promise to always pay attention to you and you only." Chenle snorted at your statement making you pull back in shock. He turned around, amused at your reaction when he gave you the silent treatment. "I did not expect you to react like that," he cackles making you cross your arms and scoff. "You are so mean, this is why I love daegal more than you," "But seriously, I'm fine if you give daegal lots of attention y/n," he pulls your waist to bring you closer to his chest.
He brings his hands to your cheeks, squishing them together "Hey!" You pull away as chenle laughs again. He then interlocks his fingers with yours, giving it a firm squeeze. You observed his hands, noticing details you've never seen before. "Wow your hands are really pretty," chenle raises his eyebrows as he looks at his hands to see what you were talking about. "Is this the first time you've seen them? Wow y/n, after months of dating, I guess you don't have interest in me at all." "Shut up."
❏ ⨾ JISUNG
It was your day off and you decided to visit your boyfriend and the dreamies during their practice. With food in your hands for the 7 boys, you arrive right when they were just about to end a round of dance practice. You opened the door quietly, attempting to sneak your way in but forgetting about the mirror placement in the room. Haechan spots you and is already planning on teasing their maknae.
"Jisung-ah, your girlfriend is here~" he sing songs, making you come over to him and smack the back of his head." Being close with the dreamies even way before you started dating jisung made you immune to their endless teasing. "I brought food." "Like i said, I love you y/n~" you rolled your eyes playfully as haechan runs off with one of the bags of take out with him.
"Hey, have you been working hard?" Jisung nods. It has been 2 months since you started dating him but jisung still felt a bit shy around you. "Eat lots, it seems like you are gonna be busy today." "Yeah, we have our comeback soon. Thanks for the food, y/n," you smile, giving him a kiss on the cheeks making his cheeks go red. You giggled at his reaction and watched him eat his food. When he picked up his drink you noticed how his hands got a bit bigger than before.
"Wait hold on," you grabbed on of his free hand, stretching his fingers and measuring your hand against it. His fingers going way passed yours making your eyes grow wide. Puberty really hit this kid really hard. "When did your hands become so big?" You turned your hands, keeping it stuck together, observing it from different angles. "Is it a bad thing?" "No no, your hands are actually really pretty."
A small smile grew on his face at hearing the praise. You spent a good few minutes gawking before interlocking your fingers with his, making the boy flustered. Though your image on the outside showed you weren't at all fazed, butterflies were filling your stomach as you mentally curse yourself for the sudden action.
NOTE. this literally popped up on my fyp and i had to write this asap, also make sure to stream favorite !!! and listen to love on the floor !!!
“hey bubs..” you started out. sat at the dinner table in your kitchen as you watched your boyfriend make you ramen. his soft faded purple hair, messy and strands standing up from our evening nap.
he hums, letting you know he’s listening while stirring the noodles.
“i have a question but i’m so embarrassed to ask.” a giggle emitting from your throat.
he whips his head at you, before taking his eyes back to the pot. “don’t be, it’s just me.” he assures you, turning off the stove and sliding the pot off the burner.
“uhm- do you think you can wax my uh, butt hole for me?” his pauses his movements from pouring the ramen into a bowl, his eyebrows raised and his lips forming an ‘o’ shape.
he blinks, “deadass?”
you nod, “yeah, i just.. you know.. can’t see down there. i need help.” you let out a half-heartedly laugh from the heat rushing to your cheeks.
he exhales, clapping his hands and rubbing them together. “alright, i don’t mind some jungle work. call me diego.”
you gasp, hopping up from your seat before chasing haechan around your apartment. “you asshole!”
a/n; happy heeseung day ig LNAKALFNKF im so sorry kandkoajdjdk this js my first time writing a birthday fic I AM SO (not) SORRY anyways yeah, happy birthday my beloved hee and uhh...🏃🏽♀️🏃🏽♀️ Oh yeah (spoiler: jiyeon's death still hurts me so much and rhis is mostly insoired bye thay scene so if tou haven't watche dsquid game ig i don't advise reading rhis if you are planning on wathcing kt)
With 3 minutes remaining on the timer, the two of you still sat on the stairs of the fake neighborhood set. The orange tin light illuminates the area like a real sunset in a neighborhood, where kids would usually play outside their houses after school or during summer when everyone is free to play.
You scowled at the men in the red suits, thinking of a loophole where the two of you could win. But as time ticks by, you have no luck. And heeseung's smart thinking couldn't even get past this one.
"You know let's just play a game, fairly," you say.
You already gave up, knowing that either one of you will get out of there alive or neither of you will once the time runs out.
"How about just, throwing a marble and whoever gets it closest to the gate wins," you proposed. Jumping off the steep steps, dusting the imaginary dust off your pants.
He locked eyes with you, observing those dark eyes, holding little to no emotions, hidden under an amused smile, like you aren't stuck in a game where your life literally depends on it.
"Fair match? Don't try anything funny," he says. You gave him a genuine look before nodding, but you couldn't keep your promise.
"You go first."
He gets into a position behind the line you created in the sand, throwing a single marble from the tiny bag in his hands. The marble lands just a few inches away from the door, making it impossible for you to not hit the door just to get closer to it.
But you weren't planning on it.
As you stood behind the line, a smirk played across your lips. You dropped the marble just by your feet, not even trying your best.
Heeseung stood there in disbelief.
"Y/n. . ."
The smirk on your lips stayed, making Heeseung furious. How could you do this to him? You agreed on fair play, and you just let him have this win. Without even trying.
"I told you I'd make sure you win," you shrugged. Recalling back to the time in the waiting area as the two of you paired up.
Heeseung locked his jaw, gripping the bag of marbles in his hands.
"And what makes you think that I needed your help? At least make it seem like you put in effort, do you think I'm weak?" He walked towards you into a wall, looking down on your figure.
You knew that wasn't what he was actually thinking. He is too easy to read, you've known for years, it's impossible to not see those signs.
"Not at all hee."
"Then why?"
"Because, you have something to come home to, better yet— you have someone, and me? I have nothing, no one is waiting for me at home, nothing is exciting for me anymore," he held his head down low. You've always been there for heeseung, you watched him grow and you helped him grow
But this time, you had to let him go. He's grown up, and you are glad you got to see him again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He mutters. Earlier when you were trying to kill time, you talked about your life and how it was going, wondering why you decided to join the game. And heeseung heard things that he didn't even know you were going through.
"Because I'm the one who's taking care of you, not the other way around." You've always been selfless and many people have told you that it'll be the death of you, and today that's proving that theory.
"Look, I've got nothing to lose, but you sir, you have someone important to take care of at home, and they are waiting for you." You rest your hand on his shoulder, before he pulls you tight into a hug.
Then one of the suited up staff stripped him away from you, escorting him back to the main hall.
"Heeseung!" You called out. He didn't bother turning back, not wanting to get a glimpse of what's about to happen.
"Of course I couldn't forget—" a grin widely spreads across your face as tears fall from your cheeks.
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a/n; happy heeseung day ig LNAKALFNKF im so sorry kandkoajdjdk this js my first time writing a birthday fic I AM SO (not) SORRY anyways yeah, happy birthday my beloved hee and uhh...🏃🏽♀️🏃🏽♀️ Oh yeah (spoiler: jiyeon's death still hurts me so much and rhis is mostly insoired bye thay scene so if tou haven't watche dsquid game ig i don't advise reading rhis if you are planning on wathcing kt)
With 3 minutes remaining on the timer, the two of you still sat on the stairs of the fake neighborhood set. The orange tin light illuminates the area like a real sunset in a neighborhood, where kids would usually play outside their houses after school or during summer when everyone is free to play.
You scowled at the men in the red suits, thinking of a loophole where the two of you could win. But as time ticks by, you have no luck. And heeseung's smart thinking couldn't even get past this one.
"You know let's just play a game, fairly," you say.
You already gave up, knowing that either one of you will get out of there alive or neither of you will once the time runs out.
"How about just, throwing a marble and whoever gets it closest to the gate wins," you proposed. Jumping off the steep steps, dusting the imaginary dust off your pants.
He locked eyes with you, observing those dark eyes, holding little to no emotions, hidden under an amused smile, like you aren't stuck in a game where your life literally depends on it.
"Fair match? Don't try anything funny," he says. You gave him a genuine look before nodding, but you couldn't keep your promise.
"You go first."
He gets into a position behind the line you created in the sand, throwing a single marble from the tiny bag in his hands. The marble lands just a few inches away from the door, making it impossible for you to not hit the door just to get closer to it.
But you weren't planning on it.
As you stood behind the line, a smirk played across your lips. You dropped the marble just by your feet, not even trying your best.
Heeseung stood there in disbelief.
"Y/n. . ."
The smirk on your lips stayed, making Heeseung furious. How could you do this to him? You agreed on fair play, and you just let him have this win. Without even trying.
"I told you I'd make sure you win," you shrugged. Recalling back to the time in the waiting area as the two of you paired up.
Heeseung locked his jaw, gripping the bag of marbles in his hands.
"And what makes you think that I needed your help? At least make it seem like you put in effort, do you think I'm weak?" He walked towards you into a wall, looking down on your figure.
You knew that wasn't what he was actually thinking. He is too easy to read, you've known for years, it's impossible to not see those signs.
"Not at all hee."
"Then why?"
"Because, you have something to come home to, better yet— you have someone, and me? I have nothing, no one is waiting for me at home, nothing is exciting for me anymore," he held his head down low. You've always been there for heeseung, you watched him grow and you helped him grow
But this time, you had to let him go. He's grown up, and you are glad you got to see him again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He mutters. Earlier when you were trying to kill time, you talked about your life and how it was going, wondering why you decided to join the game. And heeseung heard things that he didn't even know you were going through.
"Because I'm the one who's taking care of you, not the other way around." You've always been selfless and many people have told you that it'll be the death of you, and today that's proving that theory.
"Look, I've got nothing to lose, but you sir, you have someone important to take care of at home, and they are waiting for you." You rest your hand on his shoulder, before he pulls you tight into a hug.
Then one of the suited up staff stripped him away from you, escorting him back to the main hall.
"Heeseung!" You called out. He didn't bother turning back, not wanting to get a glimpse of what's about to happen.
"Of course I couldn't forget—" a grin widely spreads across your face as tears fall from your cheeks.
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