I am so so sorry about the long ass break I took! There is no real excuse other than I got lazy. I am coming back into writing scenarios for you all! Feel free to request once again, because I will be writing scenarios again, starting today!
I am sorry that I haven’t been updating recently, though I have been quite busy with getting ready for the start of school.
Another thing I am apologising for is that I am refraining from writing smut for a while. I will be getting back to the requests which involve smut once I start writing it again.
Once again, I am sorry, but look forward for future updates.
scenario// they are your sugar daddy/mommy
content// drabble + angst
characters// Super Junior’s Leeteuk x Reader (First Person) [featuring Super Junior’s Ryeowook]
word counter// 1.2k
extra information// Y/N = Your Name
I knew that it was hard to maintain a relationship as an idol. That was why Jungsoo asked me in the first place. A few weeks previous, I was approached by a close friend of mine, Park Jungsoo. "Y/N" he had said, "I know you're low on money, and I am in need for some female company." At first, I thought that he was asking to pay me for sleeping and pleasuring him. He ended up correcting himself, though, stating that it was purely for a relationship without a proper commitment because of his busy schedule. From then on, we had been seeing each other in secret, keeping all relations private. Recently, I had been given a key to Jungsoo's apartment, as sometimes he wouldn't be home. It wasn't unusual for me to just turn up when he wasn't home and do a bit of cleaning or cook him a meal for when he gets home.
It was about six-thirty in the evening when I arrived at Jungsoo's place. He had told me that he wouldn't be home until around eight so I would bum around his apartment until he comes home. His place was open-planned, with everything coming from the living room and kitchen. Jungsoo had informed me that none of his members would be turning up out of the blue, or so he thought. I had placed my bags down on his couch before I headed into the kitchen. I knew of his favourite meal to have once he'd finished a busy schedule, so I decided that I'd make that for him for when he got home. First of all, I got all the needed side dishes ready before preparing the main meat meal. It didn't take long before the sound of a door unlocking was heard. Looking up at the clock next to the fridge, I read that the time read quarter-past-seven. Jungsoo wasn't meant to return until eight. Maybe he got off early? Something could have been cancelled. "Hyung?" A high-pitched, male voice called out from the living room. Shit. That voice was easily recognisable. I was told that nobody would turn up. Why on earth was Kim Ryeowook at his leader's house? Though, I was glad that it was him over his other members, as they knew how to spread rumours a lot faster than he did. "Are you cooking? You don't ever cook." The awareness must have hit him hard as he saw a female using his leader's kitchen. "Who are you?"
I was still freaking out when the short male entered the kitchen. What could I tell him? 'Oh yeah, your leader is paying me to keep him company?' It was true, though. Jungsoo was basically my sugar daddy. He purchased things that I wanted in exchange for cuddling in his arms whilst watching a movie or having someone to do baking with. The man was looking at me expectantly, wanting an answer rather than a blank expression. "Uh, I'm a close friend of Jungsoo," I spoke in false confidence, watching his expression alter. He seemed startled. Maybe he thought that I was robbing Jungsoo? "I was dropping off something for him and he told me that he'd be there soon, so he asked me to start on making a dinner for the two of us." Even I was stunned by the lie I told. It sounded rather believable, actually. "I'm Y/N, by the way." I held my clean hand out to shake his hand. It was rather awkward after that, so the next words that were spoken just dropped from my mouth. "Do you want to join us for dinner? We'll have plenty left over otherwise. Plus, I could use a hand in the kitchen." The male's smile seemed genuine as he accepted the request, asking about what we would be making.
The pair of us chatted away like nothing had ever bothered us when he turned up. We were both serving up the food into bowls when the door unlocked for the second time. I knew for a fact that it would be Jungsoo, as it was ten-past-eight. Even then, I seemed to forget our real relationship, as he stood before them, a very confused expression on his face. "Oh, hyung! I met Y/N and she invited me to have dinner with you guys." Jungsoo didn't seem to know how to conjure words, as he stared blankly at the woman he was paying before switching to his younger band member. I watched in awe as he shook the thoughts away and greeted Ryeowook with a smile.
"So you've met my girlfriend?" Both I and Ryeowook's eyes widen. That was the thing that the both were least expecting. Jungsoo ended up making intense eye contact with me as I shook her head furiously. How on earth will we sort this mess that we've gotten ourselves into? I had told Ryeowook that we're only friends, though Jungsoo had ended up saying they we are dating. In reality, we're in between. 'Tell him the truth,' I mouthed to my sugar daddy, bringing the three bowls to the table and setting them up tidily. "Take a seat." He offered the head of the table to his dongsaeng, whilst the two of us sat before each other. Once all three of us were seated, Jungsoo looked at Ryeowook, searching for consideration in his eyes. "You know how hard it is to balance work and relationships, right? Well, Y/N has been very considerate of me. I have offered to pay her and give her gifts in exchange for keeping me company. Much like a real relationship, but without all of those sentimental strings."
The whole time Jungsoo was talking, my eyes kept on Ryeowook, who seemed to be eating whilst listening. Once finishing his mouthful, he let out a loud cackle. "Is that what you were hiding? I thought you were secretly married or something." The laughter stopped after a while before looking at his leader. "This is a first from you, hyung. The other members pretty much all have done it once before." As he let it go lightly, both Jungsoo and I seemed relieved. The rest of the evening was filled with carefree conversation before Ryeowook had to go home because of an early morning schedule.
The pair of us ended up on the couch, just chatting to each other about how our days went, as it seemed to be rather hard to do so with Ryeowook there. "It felt right calling you my girlfriend." Jungsoo brought up. My eyes showed shock as I had to retake in what he had just told me. What context did that comment even have? Did it mean that he wanted to call me his girlfriend? "I think this whole paying you for a fake relationship is difficult," he breathed out as he gazed at my face, though, my eyes were already upon him. "I can still pay you if you'd like, but I think I'm developing feelings." My eyes only widened from there. Did I want him to act this way? I was perfectly fine with just being friends. Never did I think of Jungsoo in a way more than that.
Letting out a small sigh, my eyes shaking in nervousness. "I'm sorry," I mumbled, avoiding all eye contact with him.
scenario// it is a sunday night and they invite you stargazing
content// smut; m-rated, read at own risk
characters// BlackPink’s Rose x reader (Male + First Person)
word counter// 1.9k
extra information// -
Tonight was the night. I stood in the middle of my living room, looking out at the balcony. It was a sight that I was proud of. I had spent the whole afternoon setting the balcony up for the perfect date. Lanterns were strung up around the sliding door, illuminating the small, but elegant set-up. My elder sister had helped me get a foam mattress out onto the balcony. I enhanced the look of the mattress by covering it in a large, beige duvet and multiple multi-coloured cushions. There were two wine glasses on a table next to the make-shift bed. Hopefully, Chaeyoung liked what I had set up for her. A large smile had been set onto my face since she had agreed to date me, which was a good few months ago. The more we saw each other, the more I fell. Chaeyoung seemed beyond perfect in my eyes. No bad lights on her would change my expert opinion. I was set on making her happy, and that is what tonight is intended for.
It wasn't long before I heard a knock on the front door. The knock seemed to be quieter than what I expected. Maybe she was nervous? I wouldn't be surprised, I was quite anxious myself. It would be the first time that Chaeyoung would be seeing the inside of my apartment. Of course, we'd walked past it when we had been on previous dates, but it was different when you were visiting. Most girls know the intentions of a male like myself inviting a girl like her over. I didn't ask her over for that, but if things did turn out that way, I wouldn't be complaining. Heading towards the front door, I checked my breath, making sure it didn't smell too bad. Seeing the petite female on the other side of the door frame, a smile traced my lips. I let her in by stepping to the side, giving her room. The pale blue dress that she wore brought out the small curves that she adorned. With admiring eyes, I stood behind her, noticing that she was looking towards the porch where I had set up our date.
"Do you like it?" I asked with a small grin, walking up behind Chaeyoung and wrapping my arms around her. I did it all for her. She had to like it. As the girl nodded, my grin only widened. Probably no-one had seen me so happy before. I owed big thanks to my sister for helping me. I'd presumably still be stuck trying to figure out what to do to impress her. "Let's go have a closer look at it, then," I took the red-headed girl by her hand and lead her towards the sliding door, where her breath seemed to fall short. Her eyes seemed to speak to me, telling me that she loved it. Chaeyoung opened up the sliding door and I followed her out, being careful of every reaction that she showed me. Taking a seat on the mattress, I watched as her hands held the barrier as she looked out at the scenery before her. My apartment overlooked Gwanghwamun Plaza, which seemed to be lit up nicely at this time of the evening. "Does wine and stargazing sound like a good night for you?" I asked, sitting up straight as I patted the spot beside me.
The young woman sent me a smile as she took her seat beside me on the mattress. "It sounds perfect," Chaeyoung spoke, getting her small body comfortable between all of the cushions and blankets. A relieved sigh left my slightly parted lips, happy that she was pleased with the idea. Opening the bottle of champagne that I bought only the previous day, I poured just enough into the two glasses. Passing her the first glass, I took my rightful place beside her. "How about cheer?" She looked over at me, though my eyes had already been trained on her. Silently, I nod as I take in her appearance- the way her smile makes her dark eyes illuminate even in minimal lighting. Everything about her ached my heart. "To a hopeful, lasting future together," I'd noticed the certain look on her face. Did she mean it? Even though we've been dating for a few months, we haven't explained real feelings and intentions to each other. This was the closest we had come. Clinking our glasses together, the beam didn't leave my face. Hearing Chaeyoung say that made me think of the potential future we had together. I took a sip of the bubbly alcohol, feeling the slight burn in my throat as my eyes focused in on my girlfriend again. I couldn't help but stare at her.
The pair of us laid back under the stars, the idol girl tight and snug in my arms. I never wanted to let her go. Having her so close to me made me realise. I am in love with Park Chaeyoung. From her small nose to the way her voice sounds when she thanks me, she was the one for me. We had sat on the mattress for hours without recognising the decline in temperature or time of the night. But when I had noticed, it was two in the morning. Being the gentleman I am, I told Chaeyoung very strictly that she would not be going home at this hour. It was too late and dangerous on the streets of Seoul for her to make her own way home. "You can take my bed, I will sleep on the couch," I assured her, but Chaeyoung was having none of it. She had said something along the lines of; 'what is wrong with a dating couple sharing a bed?' She was right, though. We would have to share a bed eventually. It would be better to start now rather than be extremely awkward when we do. Reluctantly, I agree to share the bed with her after bringing in the set-up from outside. When we actually headed into my bedroom, I began to search through my drawers for a tee-shirt and shorts to fit her small frame. Chaeyoung was such a petite woman, that finding anything that would remotely fit her would pretty much be impossible.
Once I had passed a shirt to her, I began to search for something that she could wear on her bottoms, though I was interrupted by a honey-sweet voice on the other side of the room. "I don't need shorts. Your shirt will be long enough to cover everything." I nod slightly before directing Chaeyoung to the bathroom so that she could get changed. In the short span of time I was alone, I got out of my clothing and into my pyjamas. Plus, I fanned my face a whole lot. I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't an anxious mess about sharing a room let alone a bed with Chaeyoung. Quickly climbing into the large bed, I waited patiently for my girlfriend to return. "How do I look?" My eyes glanced away from my hands as she walked in. I never knew that a simple stay-at-home tee would look so good. It seemed to be extremely baggy on her, but still hung off her perky breasts. It was probably one of the hottest things I've seen her in. And I have seen her in a lot of different things before.
My eyes wouldn't leave her figure, even as she approached me. "You look really good." I managed to breathe out, pulling the blankets back on her side so that she could get in easier. It was a cold night out, so I opted to have her sleep in my arms to keep the pair of us warm. Having Chaeyoung in my arms with her face just under my own made my heart begin to pound faster. I don't think she knew what she did to me. Chaeyoung must have felt my heartbeat increase, as her large, dark eyes lifted to look into mine. Like this, she looked so precious and innocent, like nothing could ever harm her. Her plump, velvety lips inched towards mine, surprising me slightly, but I soon reciprocated, moulding my lips into hers. We had kissed multiple times before, but this seemed to be one of the best ones we'd shared. Soon enough, my shoulders were pinned to the bed and Chaeyoung was above me, pulling her lips from the kiss. My hands ran up to hr underwear-clad hips, holding the flesh and fabric. I desperately wanted to make a move, though, my nerves were getting the best of me. Her supple lips were already leaving a trail down the centre of my throat. My hands lingered at the hem of the shirt she was wearing, waiting for the right moment to slip it off.
When she sat upright on my waist, I tugged at the hem before lifting it off and over her head. I chucked the shirt on the floor before rolling the pair of us over. Confidence had surged through me since I took the shirt off her body. It felt like now I could become more dominating, to let Chaeyoung enjoy the experience more. I was a little surprised at the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. But in a previous conversation, she had mentioned that most girls don't wear their bras to bed. I kneaded the soft flesh in my large hands, hearing the slim girl whimper in satisfaction. Slowly, I began easing my damp mouth down her torso, my eyes watching her every reaction to my touch. Her eyes carefully took my image in as I made my way down her petite body. The slender fingers of mine hooked under her panties as I pulled them down and out of the way. My tongue slowly approached her throbbing core. By this time, she seemed to be writing in anticipation. It was truly a sight which I'd fall in love with. I gently bit down onto Chaeyoung's ball of bliss, hearing her let out a satisfied moan. Hearing her act that way only got me more riled up about the situation. Gently, I slid in a finger, moving it inside her as I continued to suck on her clit. As she got closer, I added another finger to her moist. Her walls began tightening around my fingers, making me smirk in knowing. She was close. I could tell her orgasm was nearer than expected. My eyes flicked up to her face as I curled my digits inside of her. Chaeyoung's whole face twisted in pleasure as quick, short breaths left her mouth.
I eased my fingers out of her vulva, her creamy juices flowing. The sweet liquid dripped across my hand as well as the bed as I lapped up her goodness. For our first sexual act together, I was quite satisfied. "I am going to the toilet." Chaeyoung leant over and pressed a gentle kiss against my lips before rushing off to the toilet. As I watched her go, I smiled to myself, happy with what I had given. After a few minutes, Chaeyoung returned to the bedroom in all her nakedness. "It's your turn now." Her smile transformed into a smirk as she sauntered towards the bed.
As you all know, it is the time of the year that is busy for many due to family do’s and such. I am going on a camping trip from the 27th of December until the 3rd of January. There will be no electricity or phone coverage where I am heading so there will be no updates while I am gone. However, I will be writing over the week that I am away. When I come back, I will post everything written, and I hope you all enjoy. I will be writing one for BlackPink’s Rose, Super Junior’s Leeteuk and possibly be starting AUs for a certain group.
Please all have a safe Christmas and a happy start to 2017.
scenario// You light fireworks together
content// fluff + angst at end
characters// CLC’s Yeeun x Reader (Male + First Person)
word counter// 1.2k
extra information// Y/N = Your Name
It had been a while since I had seen Jang Ye-Eun. She had been in Seoul doing things with her idol group, CLC. I was a childhood friend of hers, so when I heard that she was coming back to Dongducheon, I had to make reservations with her. There were so many things that we had missed out on. I had finally graduated high school, and I was applying for Gachon University, something that Yeeun had always wanted me to do. She was my biggest supporter throughout our brief high school years. I really hoped that she was proud of me.
We were to spend an entire day together, on her second day of coming home. The first day, she would be with her family, as expected. It had been so long since I had seen her that I almost forgot her face when I picked her up. I had my own car now, which she was also surprised at because when we last saw each other, we were both prepubescent teens. Now, the pair of us had grown up. Yeeun had become a beautiful woman. I knew that most of our childhood friends were jealous of how good she looked now. Though, I had always thought of her as beautiful.
"Where are we going?" The girl asked me as I drove out of her driveway. I was looking to make this one of our most memorable moments together. It was something that she had enjoyed throughout most of our childhood. Every year, both of our families got together and spent the evening making barbeque under the stars. I was looking forward to being able to do that with just the two of us.
As I continued to drive towards the destination, I couldn't help but smile. "You'll see soon enough. It's somewhere we went often." I spoke, my fingers lightly tapping against the steering wheel in time with the quiet music playing through the stereo. It was winter, so the evening seemed to rush upon us, being dark by five in the afternoon. I had picked her up in the afternoon, and our destination was an hour and a half drive from her house. By the time we arrived at the playground where we had spent most of our youth, it was sunset. The sky was lit up in a deep orange in the horizon. It was truly a beautiful sight. "There is more to come than just the sunset," I assured her, pulling myself out of the car before moving around to open the door for Yeeun.
When I got around to her side, though, Yeeun had already let herself out of the car. Her honey-toned voice filled my ears as her face tilted towards the sunset, mesmerised. "It's so pretty. It's so hard to see a sunset in Seoul because I'm always working. Thank you, Y/N." To see such a smile on that pretty face of hers made me feel tingly inside. It always had. Yeeun was so grateful for what I had done for her, and I wasn't even partway through my evening with her.
Opening the boot I grab out the rug we would be sitting on, as well as a lantern. I knew that it would be hard to see when it became dark out. The two of us set ourselves up on the rug, where I had dinner prepared for the pair of us. I knew that she had to be careful of what she ate because she was an idol, but I just wanted her to eat what her favourites were when we used to hang out. The pair of us begun to eat under the setting sun, speaking of everything that came to mind. I was rather interested in the idol life that she lived. It seemed tough for her, with tight schedules and hardly any sleep. I had promised her from then on to video call her when she was free, and talk with her until she fell asleep. It was something that I had always wanted to do, though, as a boyfriend.
The food was something that I often had, but it tasted so much better because I was eating it with Yeeun, who I hadn't seen in what felt like forever. By the time we had finished eating, we began to pack up the dinner and get my next surprise out. Grabbing a blanket from the boot, I draped it over Yeeun's shoulders. "Go take a seat, I will bring the rest of the stuff out," I instructed, taking out a few boxes and my lighter. Our families often would go to an empty park and light fireworks on special occasions. What more of a special occasion could this be? Jung Ye-Eun had returned home for the weekend. Opening one of the boxes, I run further into the lot, placing the firework down and lighting it.
Just as I took my seat beside her, the sky lit up with vibrant blues and greens. No matter how old I was, fireworks would always take my breath away. My eyes slowly divert themselves from the fireworks to Yeeun's face. I love the way the sky illuminates her features, enhancing the already beautiful features. Honestly, I will never get over her looks. "Are you going to light the next one?" The girl asked me with a big grin, pulling me out of my trance. I nodded awkwardly before going to light the next one. The embarrassed tinge to my cheeks didn't seem to go away, even when we were apart. How did I manage to stuff up and zone out like that?
I attempted to keep my eyes on the sky, to watch the fireworks instead of the girl beside me. That one went out quickly and I pushed myself off the rug. "Yeeun, watch this!" I said quickly, lighting a sparkler before standing back a bit. "Spell this out for me." As I wrote out the word, I heard her small, cutesy voice call out each character as they appeared.
"Sa-Lang-Hae, Jung-Ye-Eun!" It took her a couple of seconds before she realised what I had actually written for her. I could see the look on her face as I drew a heart with the remaining sparks. Placing the burnt out stick on the ground, I await a proper response from Yeeun. Slowly, she walked towards me, a disappointed expression on her face. Honestly, I was expecting a hug or even a kiss from her. "Y/N, you know that I can't date, why did you do that?" She asked, concern written all over her profile.
"Because I just needed to tell you. I have kept it pent up for so long. Please just tell me if you feel the same way." I mumbled, tears threatening my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Y/N. I don't feel that way about you." All that I did for her was a waste. Drops burst from my eyes as we stood before each other, neither of us daring to speak another word to each other.
scenario// they are sick and you’re taking care of them
content// drabble and fluff
characters// N x reader (first person)
word counter// 1.1k
extra information// Y/N = your name
The other day, I knew that something was wrong with my boyfriend, Hakyeon. Though, I didn't think it would be anything too big. He often had small colds that are over within a few days, due to him overworking himself. But when I got a call at an early hour of the morning, from Hakyeon's youngest member, Sanghyuk, I knew something was up. "Noona, N-hyung has a fever and I don't know what to do. He keeps asking for you." That was probably the quickest I had ever gotten out of bed. If my boyfriend was feeling down, I would go to the ends of the earth for him, just to make him feel better. Quickly, I grabbed my belongings so I could get ready to stay the night before getting my car and heading towards the dorm. There was a twenty-four-hour convenience store nearby, which tended to have medicines and herbal teas that I get when Hakyeon has a cold.
Within ten minutes, I turned up to the dorm, where Hyuk was patiently waiting. I sent him a smile and grabbed my stuff, heading into the dorm with him. I placed my stuff on the floor in the corner of Hakyeon's room as I saw him groaning softly. "Hakyeon-ah. How are you feeling?" I asked, taking a seat beside him on his bed. His eyes lifted to look at mine as I placed my hand against his forehead which held beads of sweat. He definitely had a fever. "I'll look after you until you get better, okay?" I informed him, sending him a small smile.
I look up to hear a voice, seeing the rest of the members in the doorway, concerned. "I don't think he'll be able to do our schedule today," Taekwoon spoke up, sighing as he looked at all of the members. "We have to head off to an interview, so we will tell our manager that he is sick and to have a few days off." I nodded at what they said and watched them leave.
"I'll get you a wet towel, get yourself comfortable," I instructed, heading out of the room to get the facial towel. This was the worst that I had seen Hakyeon. He was usually up and moving already, asking me to not run around after him. But today, he seemed to be accepting, just wanting what he had to go away. I run the towel under the cold water tap before wringing it out so it wasn't dripping wet. When I walk back into his room, he is sitting upright, pillows propping up his back. His olive skin glimmered because of the cold sweat that overcame him. "Here." I sat beside him, pressing the towel against his forehead, trying to lower his temperature.
"Thank you for doing this for me, Y/N. I feel really bad." He mumbled, his chocolate eyes trained on mine. I let out a sigh and shook my head, assuring him that it was okay. I would do anything for him.
Leaving the towel on his forehead, I send him a small smile. "There is no need to feel bad. I am helping you recover so you can get back to promoting." I took the medicine out of one of the plastic bags that I brought along with me. "Open up." A cheeky grin spread across my face as I sat beside him, coaxing him to open his mouth so I could feed him. I knew for a fact that he constantly felt embarrassed when I fed him the herbal medication.
"I can feed myself, you know." He mumbled before he opened his mouth anyway, knowing for a fact that I wouldn't just give in. I had always been stubborn like this, everyone knew that. "This is disgusting," he groaned, taking the packet from my hands and looking over it.
"I know, I know. You will feel better soon, though. You've been overworking yourself, Hakyeon." I lectured, flipping the sides of the towel as the one that had been resting on his head had warmed up due to his temperature. There was nothing but affection in my eyes as I looked at him. He was everything that I wanted in a boyfriend, and he was everything that I had.
His dark eyes met mine as he sent me a weak smile. "Can you put on the television or something to watch?" I knew for a fact that he wanted me to watch it too, but because he was 'the-centre-of-attention' today, he didn't want that taken away from him. "Maybe there are re-runs of a drama. I haven't been able to watch things like that because of work." He told me with the biggest smile he could manage. Poor man. He must really not be feeling well as he is usually the happy, smiley boy who doesn't let his feelings show. It was one of the many things that I loved about him. I went up to the television and turned it on manually (a few months ago, Taekwoon was trying to get Hongbin's attention, by throwing the remote at him. Though, he ended up missing and hitting the wardrobe door, breaking the remote control). The show that came on was about half-way through, but it was a show that I had already seen. I was positive Hakyeon hadn't seen it, so I let him continue as I went into the kitchen to refill his glass of water.
When I came back into the room, about ten minutes later with a fresh towel and a glass of water, an exhausted Hakyeon slept soundly with his blankets kicked off him. All I could do was watch as the tall male mumbled to himself in his sleep. I placed the glass on the table beside his bed, my eyes trained on him to make sure he wasn't going to wake up. Replacing the towel, I brushed some of his dark hair from his forehead, smiling to myself. How on earth did I manage to end up with someone like Hakyeon? I felt like I was the luckiest person on earth. "Sleep well. I love you," I whispered as I pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek and turned down the television. This would be a long break ahead of me, but as long as he recovered, I was happy.
scenario// seeing them cry after a sad film
content// drabble and fluff
characters// Xiumin x reader (first person)
word counter// 1.1k
extra information// Y/N = Your Name
Unfortunately, I wasn't dating Minseok yet. I had been way too nervous to even approach him about my feelings. So currently, we remained as friends, and we were pretty good friends at that. We would often be together on our days off, just spending time at one of our places. It was hard for us to be at his dorm, as the guys would often tease us for being together. This afternoon, Minseok turned up to my house with a six-pack of beer and a serving of chicken. It was something that he did when he wanted to get away from the dorm. I understood what he wanted because living with eight other guys would be very difficult. "Did you want to watch a few movies or something? I have the night free." I always appreciated the things that he did. I was still unaware of how he felt, though, but I guessed our feelings were mutual because of him taking his time and effort to see me. He was just lucky that I had also gotten off work a few hours ago, so we could spend this time together.
I willingly let him into the apartment, which he pretty much half-owned by how often he was there. He even had some of his clothes in the wardrobe of the spare bedroom, for when he was too drunk to drive home. "Set up the living room for the movie, I will choose something." Because of the television in my bedroom as well, I had my DVD set in there. Soon enough, I returned to the couch being covered in blankets as well as the coffee table adorned with beer and a large chicken to share. Seeing the short male happy and smiling under the large blanket made me smile. The look on Minseok's face was the cutest, with his large eyes gleaming up at me. That was the look that made me fall for Kim Minseok that long time ago. Surprisingly, I have kept my feelings a secret from him, and most people. Nobody brought it up, so there was no need to get red and deny it, because if anybody did say something about it, I would be bright red and wanting to leave. "I chose this," I showed my closest friend the cover of the film that I chose. It wasn't one that I had seen before, and I doubted Minseok had seen it either, as he wasn't one too into seeing movies like that in the cinema. The movie was known to bee tear-jerking, though I trusted myself not to cry, as I didn't usually cry during movies.
Quickly, I put the DVD into the player and curled up beside Minseok, opening my own can of beer and sucking out the froth. Chicken and beer was traditional for us on Friday nights, though, it was a Saturday afternoon currently. "That's the brand you like, right? I knew it was one of two when I was buying it, but I wasn't sure." He asked me and I nodded, looking down at the can. It was the one I preferred, so I was glad that he bought it. I usually buy his favourite one when I shout.
The film was very good, I was glad that I had bought it. The main characters showed good personalities which drew you into the story, and the plot had so many twists that you just had to keep watching. It was a kind of film which I enjoyed. I sat there, engrossed in the movie whilst gnawing on a chicken leg, not even paying attention to Minseok beside me, who seemed to be struggling. It wasn't until I heard a slight sniffle from beside me that I glanced over. The sunlight flowing into the room reflected off a singular tear rolling down his cheek. Was Minseok actually crying? I had only seen him cry in person once before this, and that was after one of their first wins, where he came over and just laid all of his stress out, talking about his problems as an idol. Seeing how hard he was pushing himself made the both of us cry. It was probably something that brought the two of us closer as friends, as we were both someone that the other could rely on. "Oppa?" I whispered, my eyes were not focused on the television as they were now trained on the sulky boy on the couch beside me. "Are you crying?" The question was quiet, as I knew he would feel personally attacked if I talked loudly about his silent tears.
Minseok nodded slightly before sniffling, his breath shaky. "I feel sorry for her. She had to watch him go through all that pain and then to see him disappear from in front of her must be horrible. I guess that is the way love is." The male rubbed the tears from his face, looking up at the ceiling. Shuffling closer, I rested my hand against his fist, squeezing it gently. "I'm sorry for distracting you from the movie.." He mumbled, his eyes looking back at the television to where the girl is sitting in the snow, crying about her lost love. I can't help but think about how I would react if I lost Minseok. I imagine it would be somewhat on the same basis.
After a few more minutes of the only noise in the room being the girl on the television's cries for help, I speak up. "You know, I don't care if you distract me from the movie. If you're feeling down about something, just talk to me about it. I don't care if we are on opposite sides of the world. You mean a lot to me, Minseok. I don't want you suffering alone." I had pretty much confessed then and there, without realising it. That is if he put two and two together.
His eyes widened, bloodshot, as he looked me in the eyes. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Minseok seemed rather surprised, but not displeased. "Do you like me, Y/N?" Shit. What do I say? Slowly, my head bobs into a nod. My eyes avoid his, as I know for a fact that it would probably ruin the friendship that we shared previously to this moment. "Thank god," I look up at Minseok and the tears which pricked his eyes were no longer, as they were replaced by a smile. "I thought it was only me. You don't know how happy you have just made me." His cheery smile was back as he continued to hold my hand, full of bliss.
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