It’s his smile…pretty lips, beautiful teeth, adorable dimples…taking in his expression of happiness will always be your favourite pastime—now that he’s gone ginger…yeah cue the cuteness aggression
You were just lounging on the couch—after a gruelling week of work you well deserved a Saturday of mindless scrolling and flipping between the same 3 channels on tv.
Jeongin had a hair appointment this morning, “just a trim babe” is all he said before leaving and so you didn’t expect a crazy transformation. Speaking of the devil himself, you could hear the jingling of his keys from outside the door. He pushed the door open slowly, assuming you’d still be asleep as he carefully made his way past the living room. Little did he know you were up and now staring at him wide eyed.
The two of you locked eyes, well he locked eyes with you…yours were too busy being fixated on his orange hair. Bright, fluffy, and absolutely adorable.
“…surprise…?” He said half joking - half serious.
You immediately shot up to your feet and walked over to him, your hands coming up to touch his head— so soft you thought.
You carefully touched around his head, fingers weaving through the soft strands, tugging the ends playfully as you ruffled his hair-a giggle leaving your lips.
“Innie you are so adorable! I mean seriously, this hair suits you so well. How cute!” You practically squeal.
He scoffed at your words as his eyes went wide and a deep blush took over his cheeks. He clearly was not expecting you to react this way.
“…I’m not cute” he grumbled.
You poke his cheek playfully.
“Are you kidding me?! You’re the cutest ever”.
He bit the inside of his cheek and looked away from you-the blush on his face still very much visible
“I’m not cute…I’m handsome, hot, and strong…definitely not cute”. He lied. Straight through his teeth. Not even he believed the words coming from his mouth.
You had to choke back a laugh-your hands falling from his hair to cup his face gently.
“Oh Innie, of course you’re handsome and strong…but you can’t deny how cutie you are right now…especially with that hair”. Your thumbs stroking his jaw with care.
He just sighed as he pulled you closer, his arms wrapping tight around you as he buried his face into your shoulder.
“You really like it?” He mumbled into your skin.
You smile against him.
“Of course I do…I love every style on you”.
He pulled away from you slightly and flashed you one of his signature smiles-dimples and all.
“Ok…maybe I am cute…just a little”.
You knew him too well. As much as he may deny it…he loves when you call him cute
Changbin loves watching you get ready in the mornings. From the way you play around with your hair to the way you clasp your earrings…it all makes him giddy inside
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You could feel his gaze burning holes in the back of your head from where he lounged sprawled out on your bed— T-shirt sleeves rolled up slightly, hair dampened from the shower…yeah he knew exactly what he was doing. You could hear the sheets ruffle as he rolled onto his back, propping himself up on his elbows— giving him enough lean back to meet your eyes in the mirror.
From where you sat just across the room at your vanity, your eyes slowly drifted from your hair to his. The way he starred so intently at your reflection caused you to let out a chuckle.
“You just gonna stare at me the whole time Binnie? Don’t you have to meet the guys in the studio?”
He let out a sigh as he moved to a seated position on the bed, stretching his arms upwards…yeah he knows.
Slowly he made his way to you, standing behind you while you continued with your morning routine—carefully applying some lip gloss. He placed his hands on your shoulders, carefully gathering your hair and moving it away from your face.
“What’s wrong with wanting to watch my beautiful girl get ready? You know it’s my favourite way to start the day”. He leaned down to place a firm kiss to the top of your head.
Putting down the gloss, you leaned your head back to meet his eyes. You couldn’t help but smile at the way he looked down at you, like you really were the most precious thing to ever exist.
“Nothing’s wrong with that at all…be a dear and help me put on my necklace?” Before he could respond with words his whole face lit up, giving you the answer.
Another giggle left your lips as you handed him the necklace—of course one he had gotten for you.
Instinctively, he began to move your hair away from the back of your neck before moving the jewelry to the front of your chest.
“I really love this one on you baby” he said as he placed the necklace delicately around your neck and clasped it together. Once done, he turned you around in your chair to face him. Both of his hands coming down to hold your face, thumbs rubbing gentle circles on your cheeks.
With a small laugh you rose to your feet while your hands found a comfortable spot, moving up and down the lengths of his arms.
“Thank you for helping me get ready Bin” you said as you placed a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth before turning to grab your bag.
A deep blush took over his face…thank god you had your back turned.
“You know I’d buy you a million more necklaces if it meant I could do that for you every morning”…yeah he loves you.
You and Seungmin have been together now for a good few months. Despite being head-over-heels for him, you often find yourself questioning if he loves you just as much. Though he may show it differently, that man loves you more than you’ll ever know.
You knew his personality—a blunt or “cold” exterior, one that loved to poke fun at just about anyone he could get a reaction out of. But you also had the deepest of pleasures of knowing what kind of person he was beyond the surface.
He shows you this side of him in the way he reminds you to take breaks at work to grab something to eat or drink, leaves you a cup of coffee on your kitchen counter when he stays the night and has to leave early for practice, and so many other “small” gestures to remind you that he’s there.
You love him for it…truly and you know he loves you in return yet you often find yourself questioning if he really cares for you. His laid back, gentle gestures of affection often leave you doubtful if these’s a reason he holds himself back from showing his feeling for you in more obvious ways.
“Can I ask you something?” You asked him in a small voice. He was seated beside you on his apartment couch, the movie you have been watching suddenly faded into the background. He shifted his body to properly face you, yet you couldn’t meet his gaze, choosing to focus on the tv instead.
“What is it?”…you took a deep breath in and finally turned your head to face him.
“Do you love me?”
The question has him stunned. His eyes widened and his mouth gapped slightly. He felt as if his whole body had turned to stone. He thought you knew how much he cared and valued you. To him you were one of the most important people in his life.
“Y/n…of course I love you. How could you even ask such a thing”. His response made you shift slightly in your seat, you wanted nothing more than to turn away from him and forget this conversation.
“I just-you don’t say it…even after I say it to you…you just hum or continue on like it means nothing. When you do say it…sometimes it sounds rushed or out of obligation.” This confession broke something in his heart. To hear you doubt his love for you hit him in a way he didn’t know was possible.
His expression softened immediately and he moved closer-sitting close enough that your shoulders touched.
“Baby I’m sorry that you feel as though I don’t love you. I know I don’t express my feelings all that well and I can be difficult to break through but I love you, I care and admire you so much that I really don’t know how to put those emotions into words. I’m not good at wording my thoughts-it doesn’t come easy but I show it in different ways. Those small acts of kindness I give…they all hold a million I love you’s. I’ll try harder though, for you, to make sure you never question again how much I care for you…so much”.
His words cause you to lean into him, you were tucked into his side as his arm fell naturally around your shoulders-hugging you close. Your head rested on his shoulder as you looked up at him-eyes watering slightly. His own starred down at you and his other hand reached for your check. You couldn’t help but smile as you placed a carful kiss at his jaw. His hand moved softly to the back of your neck as he brought you further into him-placing a firm kiss to your forehead.
You weren’t known to be an over-thinker…yet today you couldn’t seem to turn your brain off
It wasn’t in your nature to spiral internally, normally you’d keep a level-head and deal with issues as they occurred. For some reason today, you couldn’t stop your brain from running a hundred miles per minute.
You thought you could be discreet about it…the spiralling…thought that if you kept it to yourself the anxiety would just fade away…clearly you read like an open book.
“Ok cut it out right now, what’s going on”. For a moment, Lee Know’s voice cut through the fog in your mind. He walked over to you and placed both hands on your shoulders. His gaze studied yours with a stern-gentle care that only he was capable of. His hands moved up to your cheeks, the back of his hands swiping across your skin. Finally he placed a firm hand on your forehead-letting it linger far too long.
“Hmm…well you aren’t running a fever, that’s good at least. You’ve been quiet all day so I figured you might be sick. Seeing that isn’t the case I think it’s time you tell me what’s bothering you baby”. It’s moments like this you both love and hate your boyfriend. He could take one look at you and immediately tell something was up.
Having him see right through you made you feel incredibly vulnerable. Your eyes dropped from his gaze as you stared intently into the kitchen floor.
You didn’t want to share your stress with him. He cared for you so much-so much that sometimes it killed him. Between rigorous rehearsals, recording, brand deals, and preparing for comebacks-you were always the priority…which is exactly why you didn’t want to burden him further.
He could tell by your empty gaze that you were facing a battle in your mind…of course he knew.
“Ok here’s what’s going to happen, I’m going to run you a hot bath and while you do that I’m going to get started on dinner…I’m making your favourite tonight. Baby, please try and let me in…we don’t have to talk right now but later—once you’re calm—we’ll talk. I love you ok?”. He spoke so softly it made your heart skip a beat.
You gave him a small nod before throwing your arms around him-nuzzling your head into his chest, hearing the constant thump of his heart put you in a state of zen.
Turns out you aren’t the best painter out there but to Hyunjin anything made by you was a masterpiece
So…maybe being crafty wasn’t your thing…and that’s completely fine…for most people. But you on the other hand needed this to be perfect.
Art is supposed to be calming, stress-free, etc…not a complete disaster.
You had snuck into Hyunjin’s art studio in his apartment (not really since he had left you there for the day to work), but regardless he didn’t question you further when you expressed your desire to just lounge around until he got back.
Now you find yourself hours into carefully curating the “perfect” gift for your lover. Covered head-to-toe in streaks of black, red, and green acrylic paint-you truly looked a mess…though not nearly as messy as your artwork.
The roses you had attempted to create were more abstract than you had planned but it was far too late to start over. Shades of red had bled into the olive wash of the backdrop since you had been too eager to let the paint properly dry—granted you were on a time crunch—and the leaves had dried darker in some spots.
You always wondered how Hyunjin created such beautiful pieces of work that took your breath away. He had such a knack for expressing his creativity-from detailed sketches to gorgeous watercolored works…he could truly do it all…and with such grace.
"Babyyy, I'm back"...you quickly snapped out from your thoughts as his voice rang through the apartment.
"Shoot...Hey love, I'm in the studio...definitely DON'T come in!" you yelled back. From where you were still seated you could hear a small chuckle leave his mouth. It's now or never.
You took one final look at the painting before taking a deep breath while making your way out from the studio and into the kitchen where you found him leaning against the counter.
God how you loved this man…hair damp from practice, sweatpants hanging lower on his hips...how could someone look so good after hours of dancing?
"Hey pretty, wanna tell me what you've been up to in the studio?" he had pushed off the counter to pull you into a hug. Instinctively you wrapped your arms around his in return-normally you'd ask him about rehearsal but a feeling of anxiousness crept through your bones.
"How about I show you instead...Close your eyes", Hyunjin had a small smile plastered across his face. He let out a huff of air as you took hold of his hands and guided him down the hall into the studio. You pulled him through the door and placed him directly in front of the canvas you were previously working on.
"Ok...open". As soon as his eyes fell upon the canvas a sharp gasp left his mouth.
"Oh angel...this is beautiful", his arms found your body once again as he pulled you into him-resting his head on top of yours while his hand drew soft circles on your back.
"You really like it?", Hyunjin picked up on your tone of voice (of course he did), and moved his hands up to your face, cupping your cheeks lightly.
"Baby this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me, the fact that you made this with your own two hands makes it even more precious. I love it and I love you" His eyes sparkled as he spoke, his expression alone was reassurance enough. A smile made its way to your lips as his own came down, pressing a long kiss to your forehead, then one to the tip of your nose, and finally one to your lips.
"We're definitely hanging this in the living-room. Might even submit it to a gallery", the two of you broke into laughter as he pulled you in closer once again. He always knew exactly how to make you feel like the most beautiful thing in the world.
Han Jisung: worlds sweetest boyfriend...also the biggest distraction known to mankind
This week had been absolutely gruelling . You'd just earned a promotion at work which meant double the responsibility and required a new level of dedication. Instead of having the luxury of leaving work at the office at the end of a busy week, you found yourself spending Friday nights responding to emails that "couldn't wait" till Monday or reviewing files that were labeled "urgent". This Friday night was no different.
You let out a deep sigh of frustration, rubbing your temples harshly as you sat hunched over your coffee table-reviewing the same file over and over was taking its toll.
"Baby, you've been working all-day, please take a break", you felt a pair of soft hands grab your shoulders from behind; causing you to melt into the touch. Glancing upwards, you were met with a pair of round-expressive eyes staring down at you. Your boyfriend Han-who was previously lounging on the couch-had come to offer you a moment of relaxation.
"Hannie love...I really need to get this done by tonight", you tried to explain.
Clearly looking displeased with your answer, Han lowered himself to the floor-sitting directly behind you with his legs on either side of yours while wrapping his arms around your waist, placing his chin on your shoulder.
"I think you can spare a half-hour away" he said softly. His arms squeezed you gently-causing your breath to hitch slightly. You could feel his gaze burning holes into the side of your head. His hair—having grown longer—ticked your ear every time he shifted his head.
“Ji, I’m not kidding-I need..” he cut you off by placing rapid kisses to your shoulder, moving closer to your neck with each one.
“Neither” *kiss*, “am” *kiss*, “I”. His arms caged your back to his chest. You couldn’t help but giggle as his kisses started trailing towards your ear. “You can’t give me cuddles if you’re physically and emotionally drained from work”.
Your head fell back against his shoulder as you chuckled. His arms loosened around your body, allowing you to turn towards him.
“You’re so dramatic” you sighed as you threw your arms around his neck, nuzzling slightly.
“Come on, you love it” he chuckled while placing a last kiss to the top of your head.
“How about we order some dinner and put on a show, I think I could use a break after all” you smiled softly as your eyes met his. He flashed you a toothy grin before jumping up to his feet-scrambling to find his phone.
You couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. No matter how stressed, exhausted or drained you felt, Han always knew how to handle it. It’s times like this you felt most grateful for his playful personality, always smiling and loving you so much that sometimes he didn’t know how to contain himself. You knew you could always count on him to provide some much needed distractions.
You've always admired Felix and his beauty: his soft eyes, warm smile-the list truly goes on and on, but your favourite feature of his...the freckles that sit perfectly across his face. More often than not you find yourself tracing small shapes, creating your own constellations that leave him breathless and so incredibly in love with you.
"What's going on in that head of yours angel?" he spoke softly from where he sat across from you.
His voice had snapped you from your daydream, having zoned out from the conversation you were having...something about deciding what to order for dinner. You turned your attention back to him, eyes taking in the beautiful sight before you. Felix, leaned back against the couch of your shared apartment-looked truly at peace. Eyes staring into yours with so much adoration and care it made you weak.
"Nothing Lix...you're so beautiful...you know that?" you said as you got up from your seat and sat beside him, hand moving to the back of his head twirling the longer pieces of hair at the base of his neck between your fingers. A light blush crept up his face, flushing his checks a pretty shade of pink.
"No way love, I'm nowhere near as gorgeous as you", it wasn't a surprise to hear him deflect your praise; often redirecting those affirmations back to yourself. To you, Felix was a masterpiece-having been sculpted by the gods themselves. You wanted so badly for him to see himself as you do. You let out a deep sigh as you shifted even closer, moving your hand from his hair to his face. With soft hands you ever so gently traced the curve of his jaw moving upwards towards his ear.
"You know why I love your face so much Lixie..." you slowly cupped his cheek and stroked your thumb back and forth, stopping every once is a while to draw small circles around the prominent freckles that sat below his eye. "I love the way your eyes scrunch up when you smile.." thumb swiping below his eyebrow as his eyes fluttered shut, breath hitching slightly. Your thumb continued its way down his face to his lips, swiping along the line of his bottom lip. "I love that your smile instantly brightens any room you walk into...", from his lips, your thumb made its way to his nose. "Now this, this is my favourite. Your nose...home to your beautiful freckles...so perfectly placed...scattered across your cheeks...each one telling its own story", your thumb wandered from speckle to speckle as you continued to draw shapes and connect them to one another.
"I love you...so much, you really have no idea. Thank you for always knowing what to say, what to do...I love you angel" he finally spoke, voice barely passing a whisper. Eyes meeting yours, his own hands coming up to hold your face. You can see it in his eyes, he truly means every word, he doesn't even need to say it out loud. The look in his eyes speak a million words.
You surprise Chan by showing up to a concert and he immediately spots you in the crowd—for a moment, just a moment…he feels so incredibly lucky
Every time he has to leave you it breaks something inside, a piece of himself that longed for your soothing presence and warmth.
You knew how much he cared for you, always wanting to be a source of comfort and protection. Unfortunately, the gruelling schedule of an idol is unforgiving when it comes to normalcy.
As much as he loves you, truly and wholeheartedly, a large portion of his heart belongs to his career. Music had brought him so much joy in life, it brought him opportunities, friendships of a lifetime, and most importantly: STAY. You could see it every time him and the boys would perform at concerts or festivals.
The twinkle in his eyes, the wide smile that scrunched his face and exposed his dimples, and most importantly the way he always gives 100% of himself to every concert.
Despite his eternal love for the game, it never made leaving any easier.
“I’ll be back before you know it” he says with a small smile, one that holds a million more words of how he wished you could forget everything and come along with him.
That was 4 months ago. 4 months of on and off messaging, occasional phone calls, and daydreaming about the day he comes home . 4 months of watching him through a screen as he pours himself into every single song, dance, and fan interaction. God how you love him.
You understand that his career demands a certain level of dedication and commitment, really you do. From the beginning your relationship had always been…unconventional. Late night talks in his studio, careful lunch dates just outside of the city, secret trips around town to avoid getting caught, the list goes on and on. You don’t mind being kept a secret, in fact you prefer it…you guys have a love so strong that with just one quiet look, you know exactly how he feels about you.
That’s exactly the case when you lock eyes with him at one of his concerts. The sun had set slightly making the soft glow from all the light sticks in the crowd blur into a sea of stars. Everyone cheering, dancing, and singing along—it was definitely a beautiful sight, but to Chan, you were easily the most breathtaking thing he had ever seen.
You hadn’t told him you were coming, wanting it to be a surprise. In a crowd of thousands of people, his eyes immediately landed on you and for a brief moment he froze. Long enough to fully take in the details of your face that he missed so much, but not too long that it would raise suspicion.
He quickly realized that his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. you were here, really here. You weren’t just a figure of him imagination. For the first time in months he let himself take a breath, allowing himself to relax fully on stage. His expression softened as he let out a sigh of relief and sent you the biggest smile you had ever seen, one filled with so much love and adoration it made you melt.
A love like yours doesn’t require huge displays of affection. All it takes is one moment, one look…one smile. Suddenly both of you had forgotten the 4 months spent apart.
Ahhhhhhhh…first post, kinda nervous haha. Seriously tho this is JUST for fun and shouldn’t be taken too seriously. Hopefully it’s readable 😭🙏
