# synopsis ⋅ you write a ton of unsent love letters to your childhood crush to simply get your feelings out, but what happens once he manages to get his hands on them? (heavily inspired by tatbilb obviously)
author's note ⋅ sorry for lowkey disappearing from this account lol.. but i just finished re-watching all of the movies for the millionth time and i’m in tearsssss. i’ll try to be more active on here (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) ! maybe i’ll do a pt2 with ot6 ???
you’ve known intak for as long as you can remember. ever since the shy boy with the dimpled smile moved into the house across the street, the two of you had been joined at the hip. spending the summer chasing ice cream trucks, making up games only the two of you understood, and laughing until your stomachs hurt. every memory from your childhood had him in it.
as you got older, your friendship with him grew deeper. it was built on late-night conversations whispered between your slightly open bedroom windows. secrets shared in the quiet that only the shadows seemed to hear. feeling that familiar flutter in your chest every time he gave you one of those quick, genuine smiles. somewhere along the way, you realized you had fallen for him. hard. but the thought of losing years of friendship over something as dumb as love scared you more than rejection ever could. so you did what you’ve always been good at: you hid it.
every feeling you couldn’t say out loud found its way onto paper instead. handwritten letters. some short and sweet, others tear-stained and raw. each one beginning the same way, to: hwang intak. you sealed them all away in a glittery shoebox, tucked deep into the back of your closet. as if hiding them could somehow hide your feelings too.
years passed in a blur of exams, now, with college only weeks away, you were preparing to leave the house that held all your childhood memories — him included. of course, intak being as helpful as ever offered to help you declutter your messy room.
he was halfway through sorting your mountain of clothes when he noticed it. something glimmering beneath a pile of all your forgotten sweaters. “what’s this?” he asked, pulling out the sparkly box that had once been your safe place.
your heart stopped.
before you could reach for it, curiosity got the better of him. he lifted the lid and found the letters. each one addressed to him in your familiar messy handwriting. you could only watch as realization flickered across his face, soft and stunned all at once. silence filled the room as he picked one up, unfolding it carefully.
“to: hwang intak…” he read softly, the words trembling between you.
you wanted to run. to snatch the letters back and laugh it off as a big joke. but then he looked up — eyes meeting yours with a mix of wonder and something you’d never seen before.
“i wish you’d told me sooner,” he murmured, voice barely above a whisper. “because… i think i’ve been writing my own letters too. just… not on paper.”
and for the first time, the distance between you felt smaller than ever.
# 𝓼ypnosis : you live an uneventful life cramped up behind the register of a run-down bookstore, but that all changes when you meet someone that piques your interest.
⊹ 𝓰enre : fluff , no warnings
# 𝓹airings : keeho x f!reader
⊹ 𝔀ord count : 0.9k
it was a cold winter afternoon, and most of your days were filled with the scent of musty books and the faint sound of the heater struggling to keep the bookstore warm. you spent countless hours behind the wooden register of your parents’ little bookstore, hunched over your textbooks as you prepared for the upcoming exams. if you were being honest with yourself, your life was pretty boring. the same familiar faces came in and out of the store, every interaction felt predictable, and excitement seemed like a distant memory. hell, the only thing that interested you in this store was when it stocked multiple copies of your favorite book series.
that is, up until the moment the door chimed, signaling the entrance of a new customer. you glanced up, a reflexive gesture honed by countless hours in customer service. when your gaze met his, your breath caught in your throat. he was undeniably beautiful—his tousled dark hair that slightly covered his black-framed glasses, and his soft pink lips took you by surprise. in that instant, your usual greeting for customers became tangled in your throat, leaving you staring at him like some creep. he awkwardly offered a nod and moved further into the store, you were entranced for a brief moment, heart racing so loud it could probably be heard by everyone in the store.
a few minutes later, after gathering a stack of books that leaned precariously in his arms, he approached the checkout counter where you stood. the air was thick with tension, an unspoken awkwardness hanging between you, and you couldn’t quite place why it felt so heavy. sure he was attractive, but i mean.. you just met the guy. “are you new to this town? i don’t think i’ve seen you around here before.” you asked, hoping to break the silence as you scanned each book’s barcode with a quick beep.
“yeah… i just moved into the apartment complex down the street not too long ago,” he replied, his eyes briefly flickering with surprise at the sudden small talk. “i had no idea there was a bookstore in the area. i thought i’d stop by and see what it was like.”
as he spoke, his awkwardness seemed to fade, and he began to passionately rant about his love for books, sharing the titles of his favorite authors and the genres he adored. you found yourself drawn in by his enthusiasm, and the flow of the conversation became comfortable. spending hours talking about whatever came to mind. the pile of books you had just finished checking out, along with your countless textbooks, now sat neatly on the side of the counter.
the two of you were soon interrupted by the soft chime from the door, signaling the entrance of another customer. you blinked, snapping out of your trance, realizing how much time had slipped away. with a rush of energy, you quickly gathered all of his books and packed them into a complimentary branded tote bag. “it was really nice talking to you.” you said, your voice full of warmth as you flashed a bright smile. he returned your grin, his eyes twinkling with appreciation as he accepted the bag, the faint scent of his cologne lingering in the air between you.
as he stepped outside, the door swung shut behind him, and a sudden wave of realization washed over you—you hadn’t even thought to ask for his name. you smacked your forehead in disappointment, annoyed at yourself for getting too carried away. ‘what if he doesn’t come back?’ was all that ran through your mind. nonetheless, you helped the next customer with their books, feeling a heavy pit in your stomach.
days turned into weeks, and those weeks morphed into months, leaving you right back where you started… stuck in the boring life you’ve always been in. all you could think about was that tantalizing encounter with the mystery guy—his soft smile and piercing gaze haunted your thoughts. with exams behind you, the moments felt painfully stagnant. the business was slow anyways, so you allowed yourself a small break. leaning against the cold, polished counter, exhaustion washed over you, and soon you found yourself drifting off, eyes closed to the world around you.
a few hours slipped by, the peaceful calm of the shop interrupted by that damn door chime once again. startled awake, you hastily composed yourself, your heart racing as you turned to greet the customer. and there he was—the mystery guy, looking even more captivating than you remembered. the surprise caught you off guard, and in an instant, you leapt from your chair, shock coursing through your veins as you stared at him, unable to believe your eyes. all you wanted to do was ask him where the hell he had been, but you barely known each other and didn’t want to come off like some weirdo.
he glanced up at you, a charming, crooked smile playing on his lips. “i’ve been beating myself up for not asking for your number before i left that day,” he confessed, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his hoodie. “life just got so chaotic, but i really wished i could’ve spent another day chatting with the beautiful girl behind the counter.” blood rushed to your cheeks, leaving you momentarily speechless, struggling to find the right words in response to that.
“don’t think i’ve introduced myself, but i’m yoon keeho,” he paused taking a quick glance over at the name tag pinned on your sweater, “it’s nice to meet you again, y/n.”
# sypnosis : memorable moments shared with each bonedo member
⊹ genre : fluff , no warning
# pairings : ot6 boynextdoor x gn!reader
⊹ authors note : first bnd post on the blog whoop whoop
myung jaehyun (명재현) — lucky charm
he could never forget the first time you came to one of his soccer games. some may find it “embarrassing” for someone to chant their name as they’re holding a sign with your face plastered onto it. but jaehyun? seeing you in the bleachers being his own personal cheerleader; gave him the biggest boost of confidence. feeling proud of himself everytime he made a goal—immediately looking your way to see the smile he’s always loved. after winning, he dedicated his team’s victory to you.
the entire soccer team went off to celebrate their hard earned victory with ice cream, but the two of you chose to stay behind. standing in the middle of the soon-to-be dark soccer field, kicking the ball back and forth to each other, enjoying the comfortable silence.
“you know.. our team hasn’t been able to actually win a game in a while,” you turned to look up at him, “you might just be our lucky-charm.” he couldn’t help but cringe after saying that, avoiding your gaze. “hm.. is that so?” you teased with a smug smile across your face, before roughly kicking the ball right at him.
he looked up at you with a shocked face before roughly kicking the ball back at you, and somehow this turned into a mini soccer match. even though it was slowly turning pitch black outside, and you haven’t played soccer a day in your life. that didn’t really matter since the two of you practically dropped the game and it was just him chasing you. sharing laughters as the the two of you ran around the soccer field. he soon caught up to you wrapping his arms around your waist. trying to contain your giggles, he placed a quick kiss before whispering.
“i win.”
park sungho (박성호) — cafe dates
before you dated, sungho had a habit of going to every café he could find. tasting the food, seeing how sweet or bitter the coffee was, and the customer service. it all had to be perfect to him. as the time progressed you noticed his habit so you involuntarily invited yourself to his café runs. he was opposed to it at first, but knowing you.. that wouldn’t really stop you. and that’s how the two of you found yourselves going from café to café on your free time.
this time, he brought you to a charming little café tucked away on a tree-lined street. as you stepped inside, the inviting atmosphere embraced you like a cozy blanket, making you feel right at home. soft, golden light filtered through the large windows, illuminating the rustic wooden tables and mismatched vintage chairs that gave the space an intimate vibe.
the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, awakening your senses. when the barista served your cappuccino, it was a work of art, with delicate latte art swirling on the surface. you obviously couldn’t resist trying a flaky croissant, still warm from the oven. with every bite, you felt as though you were transported to a little slice of heaven. sungho couldn’t help but smile watching you truly enjoy the place he’s taken you to. just like he’d hope you would.
“you know… y/n do you know why i go to all of these cafés?” he broke the silence, fidgeting with his hands. “to live your dream as a food critic?” you snickered before he shook his head ‘no’. “it’s to get the perfect place to finally ask you out on.” sungho sighed at his confession coming out like this. you looked up at him with a puzzled look on your face which soon melted into a soft smile. taking his hand that rested on the table, “it’s perfect”.
lee sanghyeok (이상혁) (riwoo) — babysitting
it was time for you and riwoo’s date night, but it all came crashing down when he received a text from his mother. basically stating that she had nobody to watch his little brother while she had to attend an important event. he glanced over at you getting ready and felt horrible for having to drop your date to babysit. surprisingly you took the news pretty well and even accompanied him to his house.
“If it means I don’t have to wear these god awful heels any longer, then I’m totally fine.” you chuckled, trying to bring light to the situation. the two of you got into his car and as he was driving you felt a strong pit in your stomach. realizing that this would be the first time you’d be in the house riwoo had grown up in and for some reason that was scary.
but all of the fear washed away once you met his little brother. it wasn’t at all what you imagined and the two of you became friends quick. riwoo found himself sulking at times when you’d give his brother more attention than him. “we’d be at our date right now enjoying dinner. just us two.” he dramatically rolled his eyes, you gave him a kiss to reassure him that it was fine. and the two of you had the funnest time babysitting his brother. wouldn’t change it for the world.
han dongmin (한동민) (taesan) — piano nights
taesan was up all night trying to find a certain melody for his song. but for some reason it just wouldn’t come to him. he brought out his piano and began hitting a few keys. nothing. the sounds of the piano managed to wake you up, walking into his room that was filled with scrambled music sheets and song lyrics.
“taesan, it’s two in the morning. are you still going crazy over that one song?” you murmured, your voice thick with sleep as you rubbed the remnants of drowsiness from your eyes. he turned to face you, a look of guilt creeping onto his features as he noticed your weary state. “i’m really sorry for waking you up,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “i just can’t seem to nail down this one melody. i promise i’ll go to bed as soon as i figure it out.” he sighed deeply, running a hand through his tousled hair, frustration etched across his brow. it was clear that he was feeling overwhelmed by the weight of his creative block. the least you could do was lend him support in this moment.
grabbing the piano, you began to play a melody you used to always enjoy as a child. taesan was visibly shocked, never even knowing you could play the piano. everything felt perfect and surprisingly matched the song he had in mind. he couldn’t help but slowly close his eyes as he swayed to the music, feeling a nostalgic vibe wash over him.
you stopped playing and looked up at him with a tired smile—since you had just woken up. the next thing you knew, taesan was cupping your face, staring at you with a dopey smile. “you’re full of talents, hm?” he softly said in a tone as quiet as a whisper before placing a kiss on your lips.
kim donghyun (김동현) (leehan) — corydoras
it was leehan’s birthday and you just couldn’t wrap your head around the fact he didn’t want to do anything special. it was just another day to him, and the only thing he was looking forward to was just taking a “nice nap”. which you weren’t fond of.
although it was hard, you convinced him to let you surprise him with something. all he was expecting was a small gift, a card even, but instead you placed a blindfold on him. holding his hand as you slowly lead him to your car. “it feels like you’re kidnapping me.” leehan joked as you gently shoved him inside the car, buckling up his seatbelt.
“ha. ha. very funny.”
the car ride was surprisingly quick as the two of you enjoyed a mini karaoke session together. once you arrived, you guided him inside. after all the anticipation, you carefully took off the blindfold to reveal the huge aquarium in front of him. knowing that leehan had a strong fascination with fish, you thought, why not take him to see a bunch of them on his birthday? although he had a small aquarium in his dorm, he hadn't visited a real aquarium in quite a while.
you both decided to spend the day exploring the aquarium, admiring the various fish and sea animals. leehan pretended to be an expert, confidently naming most of the creatures without even needing to read the labels. regardless, his plan to impress you worked.
then he spotted a huge aquarium filled with corydoras. taking your hand, he gazed at the fish with excitement sparkling in his eyes. you were more than thrilled to see him smile this big on his birthday. it’s safe to say that the two of you ended up celebrating his birthday together every year after that.
kim woonhak (김운학) — confession (inspired by 20th century girl)
the school year finally came to an end, and to celebrate, you and a few friends decided to go to the amusement park. after all, you guys deserved it. enjoying all the amazing sweets they had to offer, getting frustrated over not winning a stupid carnival game, and taking endless photos to capture the fun.
it was about time to experience all the rides, and everyone was excited as you all waited in line. all but one person. glancing over at woonhak, you noticed he looked extremely anxious, with sweat dripping down his face. he was trying to act nonchalant, his hands stuffed in his pockets.
“we don’t have to go on this ride if you don’t want to,” you whispered to him, not wanting the other friends to hear. “it’s pretty scary anyway”. he immediately shook his head in protest and insisted on going on the ride. you reluctantly backed off as you continued to wait in line.
when it was finally your turn to board the ride, relief washed over you as you found yourself seated right next to him. as the ride climbed higher, the world below grew smaller, and your pulse quickened. suddenly, just as you nearly reached the peak and could see the entire park below, he grasped your hand in a firm, trembling hold. you turned your head in surprise, caught off guard by his urgency. his breath came rapid and shallow, and with an expression that blended fear and something deeper, he shouted over the roar of the approaching drop, “i like you, y/n! the only reason i agreed to go on this dumb ride was because I didn’t want you to think i was a scaredy cat!”
before you could even fully process his confession, the ride plunged downward, and the two of you let out a collective scream that echoed through the air. the adrenaline surged through your veins, and you found yourself actually enjoying the ride. as the ride slowed and began its return to earth, he released his hold on your hand, and you could see his cheeks flushed, warmth radiating from his rosy ears. once you stepped off the ride, the lingering thrill still electrifying your senses, you turned to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, a playful smile dancing on your lips.
# 𝓹airings ܃ intak x gn!reader ･ 𝔀ord count 0.3k words ･ 𝓰enre fluff short drabble 𓂃
despite the fact that neither of you had ever stepped foot on an ice rink, the two of you somehow found yourselves out ice skating. it all started when intak insisted on trying it out after getting yet another couple's ice skating video popping up on his feed. you shamelessly gripped onto the side railings for dear life, afriad of falling face-first onto the ice, while intak on the other hand was starting to get the hang of it—letting go of the railings. watching him skate so freely gave you a bit of confidence making you think, 'if it's so easy for him, why not try it myself?' wrong. the first few moments after letting go of the railings were going quite well up until your legs began to wobble, struggling to maintain any balance you had.
*thud*
intak glanced back over his shoulder, his eyes widened as he spotted you sprawled onto the ice. in that moment, a wave of panic washed over him, uncertainty flooding his mind. he couldn't exactly tell if you were either sobbing in frustration or doubling over with laughter. but when he caught sight of the radiant smile breaking across your face, a sense of relief washed over him, and he couldn't help but join in on your laughter. "let's stick to the railings this time, okay?" he laughed, his voice lightening with humor, as he extended a hand to help you up. taking his hand, you got back on your feet.
this time, however, he grasped your hand with a firm grip, his fingers interlocking with yours, afraid that you might stumble on the ice again. admittedly, you weren't entirely sold on his ice skating idea at first, but now, beneath a canopy of twinkling fairy lights that draped overhead like a starry night, and accompanied by the soft romantic tune drifting through the air; you found it hard to imagine being anywhere else.
the world seemed to slowly fade away as if it were just the two of you in the rink. each time you nearly lost balanced, laughter erupted between you. the sharp cold air nipped at your cheeks and nose, yet the warmth of his embrace wrapped around you like a cozy blanket, filling you with a sense of comfort. everything was simply perfect.
bf!jiung portrays himself as someone who isn't particularly fond of skinship, but when you wrap your arms around him, he immediately relaxes and leans into your touch. all the built up stress from being cramped up in the studio all day slowly washing away. as you rest your head on his shoulder, he gently kisses the crown of your head, savoring the peace of the moment. extra points if your love language is physical touch, because although he may not be into public displays of affection; when it's just the two of you, he makes sure to shower you with all the physical love and affection you could ask for in the world.
bf!jiung has an uncanny ability (that any of your past lovers frankly lacked in) to understand you without any words needing to be said. ever since the two of you started dating, he has been able to develop a deep understanding of your emotions and well-being just by staring into you. being able to pick up on subtle cues that reveal when you're feeling angry, upset, or tired. no matter the circumstance, he makes sure to always be there for you offering the support and comfort you need.
bf!jiung who is like an actual grandpa stuck in a twenty-three-year-old's body. when you're away from him, you tend to send text messages about your day or the latest gossip you've been itching to tell him from work. instead of responding to your multiple messages, he always ends up leaving you on read and instead calling you a few seconds later. in his words, it's because he rather hear your voice (and because he's the slowest typer on earth) but just by looking at your text chats, it seems like you're a desperate ex begging for a reply back from him. <\3
bf!jiung who spends the majority of his days songwriting, pouring his heart and soul into creating melodies and lyrics for his band. often finding himself critiquing his own work harshly, especially when things don’t align with the vision he had in mind. that’s why he especially loves having you by his side in the studio. your presence brings him comfort, and he values all of your amazing ideas and suggestions. taking each one into consideration. whether it’s a fresh lyrical idea or a unique musical arrangement, you help him refine his creations, making the process even more enjoyable for him than when he’s alone.
content warning kissing touching making out in a car
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the car ride was quiet. the weight of silence was unbearable, yet neither of you wanted to say a word. jiung liked the silence though, the breeze gently hitting his hair. you both knew that this was the ideal date for the night, just gentleness and warmth.
jiung’s right hand lifted off the steering wheel, gently and slowly brushing your thigh with his calloused fingers.
you didn’t bare to move, wanting the warmth from him.
as he drove along the empty bridge, his breath would slow down occasionally.
after what felt like hours, his mouth opened slowly before he spoke softly,
“..you okay?”
his voice was a soft whisper as he pulled into a park’s parking lot. once the car was put into parked, he lightly squeezed your thigh, looking at you.
you nodded finally, blinking at him. eventually, he unbuckled his seatbelt before cupping your cheeks gently.
he leaned into you, his lips gently brushing yours before he finally kissed you, his tongue swirling in your mouth.
your hands instinctively went to his shoulders, your body leaned into his. jiung picked you up lightly before setting you in the backseat.
following behind you, he straddled your legs. he leaned down to you, kissing you once again. his hands lightly cupped your hips before his lips reached your neck
his breaths were muffled and soft, nipping and kissing your neck before speaking in a quiet voice
hii can ask for 4) the act of drying your hair for jiung? i feel like he would be so soft with handling your hair ><
HOW SWEET. YES.
jiung drying your hair. I picture him trying SO HARD to be gentle and really attentive. he first gave you a towel to dry most of the water, and then he let you sit on a chair in front of the mirror in the bathroom. so you are now able to watch him as he starts the hairdryer. SO DELICATE, you could barely feel his hands while moving your hair, and SO careful >_< like when he's focusing on you ONLY. him with his face slightly wrinkled, and his eyes full of sparkles as he moves the dryer on your hair. I also think he's very calm because he wants to make sure you get out of there all dry. his heart WARMING when he sees you yawn, and he notices your gaze lost as you let him dry your hair ASAAAASDS. he also would love to tease you, like moving your hair in front of your face just to see your reaction and to make you LOOK at him while he's doing it for you. maybe he'd even move in front of you, like "hey ur man is here! look how good I'm doing!". i can also see him actually liking it. he'd feel so seen/recognized (?) bc how much you are comfortable with him and vice-versa
a/n: finally deciding to actually post on here after a long while lol so I really hope you guys like it !!! also I cannot get over the out of context teaser ugh jiung looked so good someone hold me back
₊˚⊹ words of affirmation
makes it his absolute mission to constantly reassure his undeniable love for you. never forgets to tell you he loves you before he leaves for work. always there to tell you how proud he is of you during your biggest moments and there to comfort you through your lowest. despite any timezone difference, he makes sure to send a thoughtful, written out goodnight/morning message, followed up by another text expressing how much he loves you.
₊˚⊹ physical touch
due to pda from an outsiders perspective he doesn’t necessarily seem like a physically affectionate kind of guy. although behind closed doors he’s practically all over you. his favorite way to show physical affection is definitely back hugs. giving them or receiving them he doesn’t care! there’s just something about wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin in the crook of your neck, taking your sweet scent all in as he starts placing gentle kisses—that does it for him.
₊˚⊹ quality time
jiung is a very busy guy so he cherishes every single moment that you spend together. late night walks with nobody roaming around in the streets besides the both of you. home movie nights with him letting you choose the movie. planning out surprise dates wanting so badly to see your big flashing smile that he knows and loves. even loves the moments where the two of you are doing absolutely nothing but cuddling in bed enjoying the comfortable silence.
₊˚⊹ acts of service
his number one priority is to simply take any weight off your shoulders. after a long day of work the last thing he wants you to do is to worry about cleaning up the whole place. letting you rest despite you insisting on helping him out. took a mental note during one of your past conversations of you talking about some meals you enjoyed making sure to cook up all your favorite meals for when you wake up.
₊˚⊹ giving gifts
oh you know jiung loves his jewelry. everytime he’s shopping for a new addition to his jewelry collection he always makes sure to pick something up for you. every piece he brings home to you seeming to fit you perfectly. rings are also a big thing for him as you can tell. buying matching rings for the two of you, carved with both of your initials on it. both of you wearing them everywhere you go. making your heart warm up everytime you look at it.
♡ genre/warnings: fluff fluff fluff (i miss writing soft fluff and just writing in general omfg)
♡ word count: 1,171 words
♡ author's note: im crying anon thank you so so much for sending this!! it's my first ever p1h request and it made me so happy :") i'm sorry it took so long (life has been crazy lately) but i really hope this meets your expectations <33333
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omg this is kinda giving our beloved summer (if you havent watched it, its my fav kdrama ever!!)
ok this might be cliche but i <3 highschool!au so let's roll with it
yoon keeho as a theatre kid (are we surprised) who practices his lines everywhere around school, has friends in every single class and is always being his friendly, extroverted self
y/n as a diligent, reserved student who is also a student librarian - you're usually stacking shelves or scanning books at the library after school on most days
your relationship blossomed through shy glances and soft whispers - keeho used to take note of the days you were on duty and purposely stayed behind to get closer to you
you were in the same english class - and being a theatre nerd, he was quickly intrigued by your ability to not only analyse shakespeare to a tee but also recite the plays word for word, line by line, without missing a single beat
keeho felt his heart speed up whenever he saw you in class, losing yourself in your work. in his eyes, you were always beautiful, but with the sunlight shining through the windows, illuminating your concentrated expression as you muttered to yourself and scribbled in your notebook - he thought that was when you shone the brightest
in the early days of getting to know each other, keeho would disrupt your peaceful reading sessions behind the library reception desk with endless requests of book recommendations earning many shushes from the head librarian
"i really like romance novels... what's your favourite?" hah, very smooth, keeho
you were confused, at first, because why was yoon keeho of all people taking an interest in you?
but then as you got to know him better you realised you shared more in common than you thought. despite your seemingly opposite personality types, the two of you had similar tastes in books, and music, and food, the list goes on
"hey y/n, have you tried the new bakery across the road? they're doing an opening deal - iced americano and a croffle for really cheap. should we try it together tomorrow for breakfast? only if you want to, of course..."
"y/n, have you listened to the new sza album? what's your favourite track? i love all of them, it's so hard to pick..."
"y/n, y/n, do you remember the author i was telling you about last month? they're writing a new book in the series! we should read it together when it's out, i wanna hear your honest review!"
even as a child, you were quiet and mostly preferred to read a book or draw and colour quietly while others played outside. this was both a result of your personality and also a few friendship fallouts that made you more wary (kids can be so mean...)
fast forward to high school, you retreated further into your shell, only keeping a handful of close friends. you preferred to bury your nose in your books and lose yourself in the fictional world of your favourite characters
that is, until keeho came along
the boy was as warm and bright as a summer's day. he had a way about him that just made people feel at ease. perhaps it was because he was so comfortable with being himself, that it helped others open up too
you were no exception. initially you were unsure of what to make of his unexpected friendliness and kindness, but you quickly realised that he was just a genuinely nice person who wanted to get to know you better
and you had to admit - after one too many mornings sitting on the bench overlooking your school field together, munching on your breakfasts and sharing an earbud each, listening to the summer's latest tunes under the gentle morning sun - you wanted to know more about him too
you could feel your cold walls getting dissolved by the warm, toothy smiles he always wore around you, and his melodious laughter
a few weeks into your daily ritual (consisting of breakfast in the morning and doing homework or stacking shelves in the library after school together), keeho finally made the first move
one morning, the two of you were nearly done your with your breakfast croffles when all of a sudden, the cloudy sky turned ominous and lightning flashed before your eyes
before either of you could react, the skies opened up, unleashing heavy raindrops all around you
"quick, y/n!" keeho grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers with his. the two of you ran to the nearest school building, trudging past wet grass and muddy soil, staining your white school shoes
when you finally made it under the awnings, you both looked down at the state of your uniforms - mildly soaked, and burst out laughing at how ridiculous you looked
naturally, your gaze wandered towards your joined hands, and you slowly looked up, only to find keeho staring at you as if you were the only person in the world
you couldn't read his expression - there was a hidden intensity behind his eyes
he hastily unbuttoned and shrugged off his button-down shirt, leaving him in his white t-shirt, and promptly placed it around your shoulders to keep you warm
"keeho, you'll get cold, i - "
but he cut you off, "i can't help myself anymore, y/n..." it's now or never, he thought to himself
"huh? what do you mean, keeho? i don't - "
"i like you, y/n." he whispered softly, so soft that it nearly blended in with the sound of rain. he stuffed his hands deep into his pockets to stop himself from fidgeting
"what?" you thought you misheard, cos there's no way...
"y/n, i... i like you!" keeho closed his eyes and repeated again, already blushing red, embarrassed
you had an inkling that he was interested in you, but you never allowed yourself to daydream for too long whenever keeho entered your thoughts, for fear that you would only disappoint yourself. but now that you knew his true feelings...
you inched forwards and stood on the balls of your feet. why is he so tall, you thought to yourself as you bravely planted a brief peck against his warm cheeks
keeho's eyes shot open in surprise. it was so quick, his brain failed to process it. "wait, did you just - "
you giggled, eyes crinkling up into the little crescents he adored, and held onto his wrists before leaning in once more
the first meeting of your rain-stained lips was clumsy, as most first kisses are, but the two of you made it up with an eagerness that mirrored your initial desires to learn more about each other
when you both ran out of air, you laughed against each other's lips, basking in the tenderness of a new relationship, blossoming like a flower bud after a bit of sunshine and rain
a/n: kissoulie debut day!! (๑•﹏•) i wrote all of these for myself mainly but finally decided to post themmmm i wanted to post a full fic for my debut but work is busy :( i don't have enough free time </3 please do read the cws!!! they are very relevant haha my brain went a little wild with jiung so soulseob's are short ☹️ i will feed u soon sho stans u have my word 🙏 i normally don't write for jiung or keeho but the ideas were too inticing 😭
brat tamer!keeho who loves your cries of “daddy daddy daddy- slow down, daddy-!” followed by broken moans and whimpers from your swollen lips. he loves how you claw at him, eyes faded from how hard he's choking you, but still sobbing and slicking up more for him to fuck you stupid. he loves how you beg him to let you cum, “please please please daddy, please- can't hold it, please just let me ‘m so close daddy please just let me-” he knows you can't hold it. that's why he smacks your clit to send you over the edge. he loves how your hands try to pull his hips back, but he's determined to ruin the orgasm you don't deserve. it just makes you that much sweeter when he finally lets you cum on his cock.
meandom!theo who won't stick his dick in you until you're a crying overstimulated mess. he’ll use toys on you, stuff his pretty fingers inside you, eat you out until you're pulling on his hair so hard it hurts, but he won't fuck you until you're crying. he loves how your tears soak the pillowcase, how you cling to him like he's the only person left in the entire world. he loves feeling so special to you, to the point where he loses himself in your body when he finally does fuck you. his hips stutter, and he's cumming with a soft “fuck..” before he can stop himself.
best friend!jiung who humps you in your sleep. it’s not his fault you sleep on your stomach, your ass so.. soft and enticing. at first he did it with both your clothes on, but he realized that regardless, if he woke you up you would know what he’s doing to you. so he slowly pulls down your sleep shorts, pushing his dick between your panties and your skin. he snakes a hand under your lower stomach, pressing you to him. at first he doesn’t notice how you slick up for him, but then your hips jolt back to press against him and he’s almost clamoring off of you when he hears your whiny voice, “ji, don’t stop” who is he to deny such a needy, pretty girl? he practically rips your panties off, rubbing himself between your folds, pressing just the tip in as you moan, “‘s so big, ji, ‘s big..” “fuck, princess, that was just the tip,” you’re squeezing around him, pulling him deeper into your tight cunt. he groans, bottoming out in one sharp thrust as he loses control. you yelp, but your eyes roll back and he can feel you squirting around him, “cumming, ji, fuck” he knows you are. his eyes are shut tight as he struggles to hold back, fucking into you deeply and then speeding up. you push back against him, helping him along as he presses his hand against your stomach, feeling how his dick knocks up against it. you keep moaning and creaming all over him, and he loses control, pressed against your cervix as he paints your insides white.
size kink!intak who's so desperate for you. he wants to make love to you so bad, but you're just too small to take him properly. there's always that last couple of inches where he hits a wall, and you're sniffling out his name and holding his hands so sweetly. he can't bear to see you cry. the more he makes love to you the more he wants to breed you. and before he knows it, those last two inches are slipping past your sensitive walls while you cum all over him. you yelp in surprise but he's too far gone, fucking into you while pressing against your tummy, “gonna let me get you pregnant, baby? please- oh fuck, please”
munch!soul who’s obsessed with making you squirt. he spends precious hours between your thighs, flicking his tongue over your sensitive little clit, fingers buried inside your sopping wet cunt. he praises you, too. telling you how pretty you are for him, how good you taste, how much he needs to get his dick inside you when he's done using his mouth. he loves it when you squirt all over his cock, it makes his head empty.
voice kink!jongseob who whispers in your ear to get you off. he won't touch you until he knows you're close from just his voice, whispering filth into your ear. he wants to breed you. he wants to fuck you until you cry for him, until you squirt all over him, until you tell him you love him. that's what he's working you up for. he kisses your sensitive clit, eyes peering up at you innocently while your hiccuped cries turn to sobs. “all this from just my voice, baby? cmon, you know what you have to say so i’ll let you cum.”
cw fluff, banter, reader is insecure in one set, reader is a baseball fan, CLINGY SOOBIN!!, gn!reader
note i just realized i haven’t written anything for soobin on my blog yet which is surprising bc he’s literally my bias so i thought why not make him my first text imagine post :’) pls enjoy this random mess mwah
— soobin had always known you better than anyone else, and it made the silence between you two more unbearable.
genre: fluff, slight angst but it's just because soobin loves reader sm! established relationship, romance, slice of life.
pairing: boyfriend!soobin x afab!reader
warning: emotional content, themes of self-isolation and self-sabotage, mild conflict, reconciliation, if i forgot anything pls let me know!
wordcount: 7.8k
now playing: orange & lemons — hanggang kailan ୨ৎ
“soobinie~” a sweet voice called out, effortlessly cutting through the hum of conversation that filled the room. soobin’s head turned instinctively, and as his eyes landed on you, his entire face lit up with a warmth that radiated from the depths of his heart. those eyes—bright and full of the same gentle affection that had captured his heart back in college—met his gaze, and he couldn’t help but smile.
“there she is,” taehyun whispered, nudging soobin with a knowing grin.
soobin’s smile softened, the corners of his mouth lifting in a way that only you could bring out of him. “love,” he greeted you, his voice tender. his soft hand made it’s way to your back to caress it.
you beamed, your happiness evident as you took in the sight of everyone gathered around the table. “how are you guys? i haven’t seen you all in so long!” you exclaimed, your voice bubbling with the joy of reunion.
beomgyu glanced up from his phone, a lazy smile playing on his lips. “yeah, i think the last time we all got together was christmas last year, right?” he chuckled, though his attention quickly drifted back to his phone. every now and then, his eyes would dart around the venue, as if he was searching for someone amidst the crowd.
you chuckled, shaking your head. “actually, i’ve been meaning to ask you guys to come over this weekend,” you began, a teasing glint in your eyes as you turned to soobin. “soobin’s been nagging me about how much he misses you all, and he practically begged me to invite you.”
soobin’s eyes widened in mock horror, his cheeks tinged with a hint of pink. “love, i told you not to tell them that,” he protested, his voice tinged with playful embarrassment.
you shrugged nonchalantly, a mischievous smile tugging at your lips as you reached out to caress his shoulder. “why not? it’s exactly what you said,” you teased, watching the way he sighed in defeat, a soft laugh escaping your lips.
“you’re still like that? that’s adorable,” hueningkai chimed in, his voice laced with amusement as he watched the interaction between the two of you.
you turned your attention to hueningkai, grinning. “yeah, he’s still too easy to tease,” you confirmed, casting a loving glance at soobin, who now sat up a little straighter, a playful smirk beginning to form on his lips.
“and she still cries whenever we fight,” soobin shot back, his tone light, but the glint in his eyes suggested he wasn’t entirely joking.
“oh yeah! remember that time? soobin actually cried himself to sleep when you wouldn’t talk to him for days,” beomgyu added, his voice teasing as he finally looked up from his phone, a mischievous grin on his face.
soobin’s expression shifted as he shot beomgyu a sharp look. “just shut your mouth and focus on your phone,” he warned, though the laughter in his eyes betrayed any real annoyance.
you blinked, your curiosity piqued. “eh? when was that?” you asked, turning to soobin with a puzzled expression.
taehyun couldn’t resist jumping in. “it’s happened so many times, she doesn’t even remember,” he joked, and the entire table erupted into laughter once more.
leaning closer to soobin, you whispered softly, “when did that happen, love?”soobin’s lips curled into a fond smile as he let his mind wander back to that moment in time. his heart swelled with the memory, but before he could answer, he found himself pulled even further back—back to the very first time he had ever laid eyes on you. the memory was so vivid, so full of color and emotion, that it felt like he was living it all over again. the moment that had changed everything for him—the moment he realized that his life would never be the same because of you.
the clinking of glasses and the low murmur of sophisticated conversation filled the grand dining hall. soobin, dressed in a tailored suit that made him feel more like a stranger to himself, stood quietly at the edge of the room, his hands neatly clasped in front of him. these business dinners were a common occurrence in his life, but they never got any less daunting. the weight of expectations from his father and the high society crowd often left him feeling out of place, like he was wearing a mask that didn’t quite fit.
he scanned the room, his eyes sweeping over the sea of unfamiliar faces, until they landed on someone who stood out from the rest. you. you were dressed elegantly, yet there was something refreshingly unpretentious about you. unlike the other guests, who seemed engrossed in their conversations, you were gazing out of the large windows, your expression serene, as if you were somewhere else entirely. the way the soft lighting played on your features made you look almost ethereal, and soobin found himself drawn to you in a way he couldn’t quite explain.
it was as if the noise of the room faded, leaving just the two of you in that moment. summoning the courage that often eluded him in these settings, he made his way toward you, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and anticipation. each step felt like it was taking him closer to something significant, something that would alter the course of his life in ways he couldn’t yet comprehend.
“hi,” he greeted, his voice a little softer than he intended. you turned towards him, your eyes meeting his, and the world seemed to stand still. there was a warmth in your gaze that made the formal setting feel a little less intimidating, a little more like a place where he could just be himself.
“hello,” you replied, a small, polite smile gracing your lips. there was something in the way you looked at him that made him feel like you weren’t just seeing the polished exterior he had to present at these events—you were seeing him.
“i’m soobin,” he introduced himself, trying to ignore the awkwardness that threatened to creep into his voice. “my father... well, he’s hosting this dinner.”
“i know who you are,” you said, your smile widening slightly. “i’m y/n. my father works closely with yours. i think we’ve seen each other at a few events, but we’ve never had the chance to talk.” your voice was calm, steady, and it put him at ease in a way he hadn’t expected.
he nodded, suddenly feeling self-conscious under your gaze. “yeah, these events tend to be a bit... overwhelming.”
you chuckled softly, and the sound of it was like music to his ears, a melody that he wanted to hear again and again. “they do. but it’s nice to finally meet you. i’ve heard a lot about you.”
“good things, i hope?” he asked, trying to lighten the mood, though there was an edge of genuine curiosity in his voice.
“mostly,” you teased, and the ease with which you responded made him relax, the tension in his shoulders easing. “i’ve heard you’re quite the scholar.”
soobin’s cheeks tinged pink at the compliment. “i try my best.” there was something endearing about how flustered he felt in your presence, something that made him want to impress you even more.
the conversation flowed effortlessly from there, as if you’d known each other for much longer than just these few minutes. you talked about everything from school to your favorite books, and as the night wore on, soobin found himself completely captivated by you. there was a warmth and genuineness in your words that made him feel like he could talk to you forever, like you were a breath of fresh air in the otherwise stifling atmosphere of the evening.
the way you listened to him, truly listened, with a soft smile and an occasional laugh, made him feel seen in a way that was rare for him. most people saw him as the polished, perfect son of a powerful businessman, but you... you saw something more, something deeper. and that scared him just as much as it thrilled him.
before he knew it, the dinner was winding down, and guests began to make their polite goodbyes. soobin realized with a pang of regret that the evening was coming to an end, and he wasn’t ready to let go of this connection just yet. as you both stood near the entrance, waiting for your parents to finish their farewells, soobin turned to you, a hesitant smile on his lips.
“i really enjoyed talking to you tonight,” he said earnestly, his heart pounding in his chest. “i don’t usually enjoy these events, but... tonight was different.” there was a vulnerability in his words, an unspoken hope that you felt the same way.
you looked up at him, your eyes twinkling with the same gentle affection that would one day become so familiar to him. “i enjoyed it too, soobin. maybe we’ll run into each other again soon.”
“i hope so,” he replied, and he meant it with every fiber of his being. the thought of seeing you again filled him with a quiet anticipation, a hope that maybe, just maybe, this was the beginning of something special.
as your parents called for you, you gave him one last smile, a soft, lingering look that stayed with him long after you walked out of the grand hall. soobin found himself watching you until you disappeared from view. he didn’t know it then, but that was the moment his life had truly begun to change—the moment he met you.
just a week after meeting you, the universe seemed to have more amazing plans in store for both of you. the university campus buzzed with energy during the university week. booths lined the pathways, each one offering something different—food, games, crafts, and a hundred other distractions that drew students in like moths to a flame. soobin wandered through the crowd with yeonjun, beomgyu, taehyun, and hueningkai, their laughter and banter blending with the lively atmosphere around them.
“i can’t believe you convinced me to skip studying for this,” taehyun muttered, though his lips twitched into a reluctant smile as he watched yeonjun try to win a stuffed animal at one of the game booths.
“come on, you needed a break,” hueningkai chimed in, nudging taehyun with his elbow. “besides, it’s not like you’re actually missing anything important. just think of it as a mental health day.”
“he’s right,” beomgyu added, his eyes scanning the various stalls. soobin chuckled at their playful arguments, but his mind was only half in the conversation. the vibrant colors of the booths and the excited chatter of students filled the air, yet there was something else that caught his attention, something—or rather, someone—that made everything else fade into the background.
it was you.
standing by a fruit stall, you were dressed casually, yet effortlessly chic. your hair cascaded around your shoulders, catching the sunlight and framing your face perfectly. you were smiling, a soft, genuine smile that reached your eyes as you chatted with the vendor, selecting a few fresh strawberries from the display. the sight of you—so natural, so unguarded—took his breath away. he had no idea you went to the same university, but now that he saw you, he couldn’t believe he hadn’t noticed you sooner.
“soobin, you okay?” yeonjun’s voice cut through his thoughts, bringing him back to the present. he blinked, realizing he had been staring.
“uh, yeah,” soobin replied quickly, trying to sound casual. “i just... i think i see someone i know.” his voice trailed off, his gaze drifting back to you.
the others followed his line of sight, their expressions shifting from curiosity to knowing grins as they spotted you.
“well, well, well,” beomgyu drawled, a teasing lilt in his voice. “who’s this mysterious girl that’s got our soobin all starry-eyed?”
soobin’s cheeks flushed, but he didn’t deny it. “i met her at one of my dad’s business dinners,” he explained, his eyes never leaving you. “i didn’t know she went here.”
“so what are you waiting for?” yeonjun urged, nudging soobin forward. “go talk to her. we’ll cover for you if anyone asks.”
“yeah, man,” hueningkai added with a grin. “you don’t get chances like this every day.”
soobin hesitated for only a moment before he nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. “okay, i’m going,” he said, his voice filled with a mix of nerves and excitement.
as he made his way through the crowd, the noise around him seemed to fade into a distant hum. his focus was solely on you, the way your eyes sparkled when you laughed, the way the sun highlighted the soft waves in your hair, and the way you seemed so at ease in your own world.
when he reached the fruit stall, you looked up, and your eyes met his. recognition flickered across your face, followed by a warm smile that made his heart skip a beat.
“soobin?” you said, a note of surprise in your voice. “what are you doing here?”
“hey,” he greeted, trying to keep his voice steady. “i, uh, didn’t realize we go to the same university.”
you laughed softly, the sound making his heart flutter. “small world, huh? i didn’t know either. it’s nice to see a familiar face in such a big crowd.”
“yeah, it is,” soobin agreed, feeling the tension in his shoulders ease as you continued to smile at him. “what have you been up to? enjoying the university week?”
“yeah, i’ve been checking out the booths and trying all the snacks,” you replied, holding up the small basket of strawberries you’d just purchased. “want one?”
“sure,” soobin said, accepting the strawberry you offered him. as he bit into the juicy fruit, he found himself smiling too. “these are really good.”
“aren’t they? i’ve been coming to this stall since they opened,” you said with a grin. “there’s just something about fresh fruit that makes everything better.”
“i couldn’t agree more,” soobin said, feeling more at ease now that you were talking. he glanced around the bustling campus, then back at you. “do you... maybe want to check out some more booths together?”
your eyes lit up at the suggestion. “i’d love that.”
the rest of the day passed in a blur of laughter and easy conversation. you and soobin tried different snacks, played games at the booths, and even got caught up in a spontaneous dance performance by a group of students. everything felt so natural, so right, that it was easy to forget about the world outside this little bubble you’d created together.
as the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the campus, you found yourselves sitting on a bench near the fountain, the gentle sound of water mingling with the distant music from the celebration.
“this was really nice,” you said, leaning back and closing your eyes for a moment, letting the warmth of the day settle into your bones. “i didn’t expect to have such a good time today.”
“me neither,” soobin replied, watching you with a soft smile. “i’m glad we got to spend it together.”
you opened your eyes and turned to him, your expression thoughtful. “couldn't agree more.”
over the next few weeks, soobin found himself increasingly eager to see you again. it began subtly. one evening, as you were heading back to your dorm after a long day of classes, you noticed soobin standing near the entrance, seemingly engrossed in his phone. his eyes lit up when he saw you, and he greeted you with that warm, familiar smile.
“hey,” he said casually, as if it were perfectly normal for him to be there.
“hey, soobin,” you replied, slightly surprised. “what’s up?”
“oh, just waiting for a friend,” he said with a shrug. “what about you?”
“just heading back to my room,” you said, trying to shake off the odd feeling. “care to join me for a coffee? it’s been a long day.”
“i’d love to,” soobin said, falling into step beside you as you walked towards the café.
this happened a few more times over the next few weeks. soobin would suddenly appear near your building, as if by coincidence, just when you were about to head out or take a break. each time, he greeted you with that same easy smile and casual demeanor, making it seem like he was always in the right place at the right time.
one day, as you were walking to the library, you saw him sitting on a bench, pretending to read a book. his eyes met yours, and he waved enthusiastically.
“hi again,” he said, his tone cheerful.
“hi, soobin,” you replied, trying to mask your curiosity. “you seem to be around here a lot lately.”
“yeah,” he admitted, looking slightly embarrassed. “i guess i just like this spot. it’s peaceful.”
you chuckled softly. “well, it’s nice to see you.”
the conversations continued effortlessly, and you began to enjoy these spontaneous encounters. the first time you noticed it, it was a chilly autumn afternoon. you had just finished a long day of classes and were walking back to your dorm, the crunch of fallen leaves beneath your feet. as you approached the entrance to your building, you saw him—soobin, standing casually by the front steps, as if he had just happened to be there. his eyes lit up when he saw you, and he waved.
“hey, fancy seeing you here,” he greeted with a smile that seemed just a little too perfect for a coincidence.
you raised an eyebrow, trying to mask your curiosity. “hey, soobin. what brings you here?”
“oh, just passing by,” he said, shrugging nonchalantly. “thought i’d see if you were around.”
you shrugged off the odd feeling, chalking it up to chance. after all, it was a big campus, and he could have been in the area for any number of reasons. but as the days went by, these chance encounters started to become more frequent.
one morning, as you were heading to the library, you spotted soobin in the distance, sitting on a bench, engrossed in a book, again. the same book that you’ve been seeing him read. he looked up just as you approached and smiled warmly.
“good morning,” he called out, his voice carrying through the crisp air.
“good morning,” you replied, your curiosity piqued. “you seem to be here a lot lately.”
“yeah,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “guess i just enjoy this spot. it’s nice and quiet.”
“it is,” you agreed, sitting down beside him. “do you come here often?”
“only when i get a chance,” he said, glancing at you with a look that seemed to say there was more to it. “it’s a good place to clear my head.”
the two of you chatted for a while, the conversation flowing easily as always. but what you didn’t know was that this was no random occurrence. soobin had planned it with his friends. they had been giving him tips on where you would be, thanks to their own observations and a bit of discreet information sharing.
a few days later, you were at the campus café, waiting in line for your coffee when soobin appeared at the counter, ordering the same drink as you. he gave you a friendly wave when he saw you.
“what a coincidence,” you remarked, raising an eyebrow.
“seems like it,” he said with a grin, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “mind if i join you?”
“sure,” you said, gesturing to the empty seat across from you.
they were always pleasant encounters, but the repetition made you wonder if there was more to them. you mentioned it to your friend, mina, who laughed it off.
“maybe he’s just really into the same places you are,” she suggested, though there was a hint of teasing in her voice.
then came a rainy afternoon. you were huddled under an umbrella, making your way to a small bookstore you loved. as you reached the entrance, you saw soobin leaning against the door frame, checking his phone. he looked up and his face brightened.
“again?” you asked, feigning surprise.
“again,” he replied with a chuckle. “you seem to have great taste in bookstores.”
“or you just follow me around,” you teased.
soobin laughed, shaking his head. “i swear, it’s just a coincidence.”
this was all part of a plan that had been set in motion by soobin and his friends. they had been working behind the scenes to make these “accidental” meetings happen. beomgyu and yeonjun, who had a knack for knowing your schedule, were often the ones feeding soobin with tips about where you might be. taehyun and hueningkai, always ready with a bit of distraction, made sure that soobin was always in the right place at the right time.
one evening, after another of these coincidental encounters, soobin and his friends gathered at a café near campus. the group was huddled around a table, laughing and chatting about their day.
“so, how’s the mission going?” beomgyu asked, sipping his coffee.
“it’s going well,” soobin replied, glancing at his phone. “we’ve managed to bump into her a lot.”
“it’s like magic,” hueningkai teased. “almost like you’re everywhere she is.”
“i just hope she doesn’t catch on.”
“she’s smart,” yeonjun warned, “but she also likes you. if you keep this up, you might just win her over.” soobin smiled, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.
and as for you, while you couldn’t deny the growing affection you felt for soobin, you still couldn’t shake the feeling that these meetings were more than just coincidence. you just weren’t sure yet whether to laugh about it or confront him about it.
one afternoon, as you and soobin wandered through a park, the warm sunlight filtering through the leaves, you decided to broach a topic that had been on your mind for a while.
“soobin,” you began, a playful edge to your voice, “do you have some kind of magical power that makes you show up wherever i am?”
he looked at you, his eyes twinkling with a mix of surprise and amusement. “maybe i do,” he said with a grin. “or maybe i just really enjoy your company.”
“you know,” you said, teasingly, “if you keep this up, people might start talking.”
“let them talk,” he replied, his smile widening.
as the two of you continued your walk, the world seemed to shrink down to just the two of you. the laughter and chatter of the park faded into the background as you both reveled in the easy comfort of each other’s presence. it was in this quiet, stolen moment that you began to wonder if these coincidences might be leading to something more than you had ever imagined.
your curiosity got the better of you, and you suddenly asked, “i’m starting to think that you like me.”
soobin’s eyes widened in surprise, but then he grinned, that familiar, mischievous glint in his eyes. “you’re not so slow,” he said, his tone teasing. “oh, so i was right…” you chuckled, covering your face as a blush spread across your cheeks. “when did it start?” you added, still grinning.
“the business party,” he admitted bluntly, his tone carrying a mix of nostalgia and warmth.
“wow… just… wow. that long?” you asked, incredulous. “yeah. is there a problem?” he asked, a hint of concern creeping into his voice.
“yeah,” you said, your tone serious but with a twinkle of amusement. soobin’s face fell, panic flashing in his eyes as he avoided meeting your gaze. “w-why?” he stammered.
“because it took you too long to confess when i’ve been waiting for you to,” you said, trying to hide your smile.
soobin looked up at you, his eyes meeting your sweet gaze. “waiting, since?” he asked.
you rolled your eyes, a playful smile tugging at your lips. “i don’t know when exactly, but i probably started liking you when I would run into you ‘accidentally,’” you said, making air quotes around the word “accidentally.”
“am i obvious?” he asked shyly, his cheeks flushing slightly.
“too obvious,” you said with a laugh, “that I was starting to get frustrated because you wouldn’t just come to me and say, ‘hey, i like you, let’s go out.’ i mean, i would say yes immediately. you just have to tell me—”
but your words were cut off when soobin pulled you closer. his eyes searched yours for a moment, and then he asked, “would you mind if i kiss you?”
you were taken aback by his sudden courage, but you found yourself smiling warmly. “i don’t mind,” you said softly.
slowly, as if savoring every moment, soobin’s lips met yours. the kiss was gentle at first, a tender exploration that spoke volumes of the feelings that had been building between you. in that shared, quiet space, everything else seemed to melt away, leaving just the two of you and the promise of something beautiful unfolding.
as your relationship with soobin deepened, the two of you discovered so much about each other, learning the small quirks and habits that made you both unique. each moment, each discovery, only brought you closer.
one of the things soobin quickly learned about you was your love for movies, especially ones with complex plots that made you think. every friday, you and soobin would settle in for a movie night, a bowl of popcorn between you, and a stack of your favorite films on the coffee table. it became a ritual, a quiet time that the two of you cherished.
“you always pick the best movies,” soobin remarked one evening, as the credits rolled on another mind-bending thriller.
you smiled, snuggling closer to him on the couch. “i just like movies that make you think, you know? ones that stay with you long after they’re over.”
soobin nodded, his arm wrapped around your shoulders. “i’ve noticed,” he said, his voice soft. “you always have that little furrow between your brows when you’re really into the plot, like you’re trying to solve the puzzle before it ends.”
you laughed, nudging him playfully. “you’re so observant, soobin. i didn’t even realize i did that.”
“it’s one of the things i love about you,” he admitted, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “you’re always thinking, always analyzing. it’s fascinating to watch.”
soobin also learned that you had a weakness for a particular type of snack: spicy chips. it wasn’t just a casual liking; it was an obsession. he noticed how your eyes would light up whenever you spotted a bag in the store, how you’d always grab one or two, even if you had plenty at home.
one afternoon, after a particularly long day from school, you came home to find a surprise waiting for you. on the kitchen counter was a small basket filled with all your favorite snacks, including a few bags of your beloved spicy chips. a small note was attached to the basket, written in soobin’s neat handwriting: just in case you need a pick-me-up. love, soobin.
you smiled to yourself, feeling a warm rush of affection for him. “you’re too good to me, soobin,” you said as you found him in the living room, leaning over the back of the couch to give him a kiss on the cheek.
he looked up at you with a shy smile. “i just wanted to make sure you had everything you needed. i know how much you love those chips.”
“i do,” you said, laughing softly. “but i love you more.”
as the months went by, soobin also learned the little things about your daily routines. he noticed how you liked to start your mornings with a cup of tea instead of coffee, how you always needed a few minutes to yourself after waking up, just to gather your thoughts for the day ahead. he made a habit of quietly making your tea for you in the mornings, leaving it on the kitchen counter for you to find when you came downstairs.
“you’re spoiling me like a child” you teased one morning as you took a sip of the tea he had prepared for you.
“i just want to make your mornings a little easier,” soobin said with a smile, leaning against the counter as he watched you.
“you always know exactly what i need,” you said, your voice soft with gratitude. “even when i don’t say anything.”
“i pay attention,” he said simply. “i like knowing the little things about you. it’s what makes us… us.”
soobin also learned about your fears, the things that made you anxious or worried. he noticed how you would get quiet whenever something was bothering you, how you would retreat into yourself, trying to work through your thoughts alone. it took time, but he gradually learned how to gently coax you out of those moments, offering comfort and understanding without pushing too hard.
one night, after a particularly stressful day, you found yourself overwhelmed by worries that you couldn’t quite shake. you were sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought, when soobin came in and sat beside you.
“what’s on your mind?” he asked softly, his hand resting on your back.
you sighed, feeling the weight of your thoughts pressing down on you. “just… everything,” you admitted. “sometimes it feels like it’s all too much.”
soobin nodded, understanding without needing to ask for details. “you don’t have to go through it alone,” he said gently. “i’m here, and i’ll always be here. whatever it is, we can face it together.”
you looked at him, your heart swelling with gratitude. “i don’t know what i’d do without you, soobin.”
“you’ll never have to find out,” he said, his voice filled with quiet determination. “i’m not going anywhere.”
soobin had always been observant, especially when it came to you. he noticed the little things—the way your eyes would dart away when you were avoiding something, the way your smile didn’t quite reach your eyes when you were trying to hide how you really felt. it was something that became more apparent as time went on, particularly when the stress of school began to weigh heavily on you.
one afternoon, as the two of you sat together in the university courtyard, soobin noticed that you seemed distant. you were both supposed to be studying for an upcoming exam, but while soobin’s notes were spread out in front of him, yours remained untouched. instead, you were staring off into the distance, your expression blank.
“hey,” soobin said softly, reaching out to touch your hand. “are you okay?”
you blinked, as if snapping out of a trance, and turned to him with a forced smile. “yeah, i’m fine. just thinking.”
he wasn’t convinced. “you sure? you’ve been really quiet lately.”
you nodded, trying to brush off his concern. “just tired, that’s all.”
but soobin knew better. he had seen this before—the way you would retreat into yourself when things got overwhelming. it was your way of coping, but it also meant shutting out the people who cared about you. he hated seeing you like this, carrying all that weight alone.
a few days later, the pattern continued. you’d been more withdrawn than usual, spending most of your time buried in your books, but soobin could see the tension in your posture, the way your hands trembled slightly when you thought no one was looking. it was obvious that something was bothering you, but every time he asked, you just shrugged it off with a half-hearted “i’m fine.”
one evening, after another long day of classes, soobin decided he couldn’t just let this continue. you were sitting at your desk in your room, your laptop open but your attention elsewhere. he knocked lightly on the door before stepping inside.
“can we talk?” he asked, his voice gentle.
you looked up, surprised by the seriousness in his tone. “about what?”
“about you,” he said, pulling up a chair to sit beside you. “i’ve noticed you’ve been really quiet lately. and i know you keep saying you’re fine, but… i don’t think you are.”
you sighed, closing your laptop and leaning back in your chair. “i’m just… stressed. school, everything. it’s a lot.”
“i know it is,” soobin said, his eyes soft with concern. “but you don’t have to go through it alone. you know that, right?”
you looked down at your hands, avoiding his gaze. “i don’t want to be a burden.”
“you’re not a burden,” he said firmly, reaching out to take your hand. “i care about you, and it hurts me to see you struggling like this. i want to help, but i can’t if you keep pushing me away.”
you felt a lump form in your throat, the weight of his words sinking in. “i just… i don’t know how to ask for help,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.
“you don’t have to ask,” soobin said, squeezing your hand gently. “i’m here for you, always. whether you want to talk, or just need someone to sit with you in silence, i’m here.”
tears welled up in your eyes, the emotions you’d been bottling up finally coming to the surface. “i’m scared, soobin,” you whispered, your voice trembling. “scared of failing, scared of letting everyone down… letting you down.”
“you could never let me down,” soobin said, his voice soft but unwavering. “you’re doing your best, and that’s all anyone can ask for. and no matter what happens, i’ll be here for you, okay? we’ll get through this together.”
you nodded, tears spilling down your cheeks trying to let go of the walls you’d built around yourself. soobin pulled you into a gentle embrace, holding you close as you cried softly against his shoulder.
but despite his reassurances, you found yourself slipping back into old habits. the demands of school, the pressure to excel—it all felt like too much. and so you started shutting soobin out again, telling yourself that you didn’t want to burden him with your problems.
whenever soobin tried to talk to you about what was bothering you, you brushed him off with the same excuse: “i’m fine, really. just tired.”
he could see the exhaustion in your eyes, the way your shoulders slumped under the weight of everything you were carrying. it broke his heart to see you like this, but no matter how hard he tried, you wouldn’t let him in.
it all came to a head on the day of your second anniversary. the day was supposed to be special, a celebration of two years together. soobin had been planning for weeks, arranging a surprise dinner, getting you a thoughtful gift. he couldn’t wait to see the smile on your face when he surprised you.
but when he arrived at your apartment that evening, his excitement was quickly dashed. you greeted him with a tired expression, your eyes puffy and red as if you’d been crying. the room was dark, the usual warmth replaced with a cold silence that made soobin’s heart sink.
“hey,” he said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. “what’s wrong?”
you shook your head, trying to force a smile. “nothing, just… had a rough day.”
soobin could see right through you, but he didn’t want to push too hard. instead, he pulled you into a hug, hoping to comfort you. “come on, let’s sit down. i brought your favorite.”
he led you to the couch and sat down beside you, pulling you close. “you seem to be forgetting something,” he teased gently, trying to lighten the mood.
you looked at him, confused. “what did i forget? oh my god, i’m sorry.”
“think about it,” soobin said, a playful smile on his face.
“just tell me already,” you said, frustration creeping into your voice.
“no, i won’t. guess it,” he teased, his tone light.
but instead of laughing, you felt a surge of irritation. everything felt overwhelming—the stress of school, the weight of your problems, and now soobin’s playful teasing. it was too much.
“soobin, just stop,” you snapped, your voice harsher than you intended.
he blinked, taken aback by your sudden outburst. “what’s wrong?”
“everything!” you burst out, the words spilling out before you could stop them. “i’m stressed, i’m exhausted, and i can’t handle it anymore! and now you’re sitting here teasing me like everything’s fine when it’s not!”
soobin’s eyes widened in shock, but he quickly composed himself. “i’m sorry, i didn’t know you were going through this…” he said softly, his voice filled with concern.
“how would you know when you never ask?” you shot back, tears welling up in your eyes. “i’m drowning here, soobin, and you’re acting like everything’s okay!”
“i always do, love. i always ask,” soobin said, his voice breaking slightly. “but you always push me away…”
the room fell into a heavy silence, your harsh words hanging in the air. soobin looked at you with such sadness in his eyes, it made your heart ache.
“let’s talk tomorrow,” he said quietly, his voice full of hurt. “come on, let me wash you up.”
he led you to the bathroom, his hands gentle as he helped you wash away the tears and the stress of the day. you were both quiet, the tension from your argument still lingering in the air.
as he wiped your face with a towel, he finally broke the silence. “i’ll leave something for you to eat tomorrow. please eat, okay?” his voice was soft, almost pleading.
you nodded, unable to find the words to respond. after sending you to bed, he caressed your face gently, his touch tender despite everything that had happened. “rest now. i’ll leave when you’re asleep.”
you felt tears prick at your eyes again as you watched him, his caring nature only making the guilt in your chest grow heavier. you wanted to apologize, to ask him to stay the night, but the words wouldn’t come out.
soobin leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, his touch full of love and understanding. “happy anniversary, love. i love you,” he whispered.
as your eyes slowly drifted shut, exhausted from crying, you felt soobin’s hand gently brush your hair back. he stayed for a moment, watching you as you fell asleep, before quietly leaving the room.
later that night, soobin found himself sitting on a bench in a nearby park, the weight of the evening pressing down on him. he pulled out his phone and called beomgyu, his voice trembling as he explained what had happened.
“give her time,” beomgyu advised after listening to soobin’s story. “she’s going through a lot, and sometimes people just need space to process everything.”
“but what if she needs me?” soobin asked, his voice laced with worry.
“she does,” beomgyu replied, “but you can’t force her to open up. just let her know you’re there for her, and she’ll come to you when she’s ready.”
“i guess you’re right,” soobin sighed, his heart heavy.
taehyun, who had been listening quietly, chimed in. “you shouldn’t have left her alone in the first place. if you really love her, you should stay and support her.”
beomgyu frowned, disagreeing. “soobin’s here because he doesn’t want to push her too hard. he knows what she needs.”
soobin remained silent, torn between his friends’ advice. he knew they both had valid points, but he wasn’t sure what the right thing to do was.
when he returned to his apartment, he felt exhausted, both physically and emotionally. he sat down on his bed, his mind replaying the events of the evening over and over.
meanwhile, you lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. you felt a deep sense of regret for how you had treated soobin, but you didn’t know how to make things right. the weight of your responsibilities and the stress of school had been overwhelming, and you hadn’t meant to take it out on him.
soobin had always known you better than anyone else, and it was that knowledge that made the silence between you two even more unbearable. days had passed since your argument on your anniversary, and while soobin had tried to give you the space you needed, the emptiness in his chest grew with each passing moment without you.
he missed everything about you—your laughter, your warmth, the way your eyes sparkled when you were excited. but most of all, he missed the way you made him feel like he was the luckiest person in the world just by being by his side.
one evening, as the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the city, soobin found himself walking towards your apartment, his heart pounding in his chest. he couldn’t wait any longer; he needed to see you, to hold you, to tell you how much he loved you.
when he reached your door, he hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the doorbell. he wasn’t sure how you would react, but he knew that he had to try. taking a deep breath, he pressed the doorbell, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway.
a few moments later, the door opened, and there you stood, your eyes wide with surprise. you looked tired, but beautiful as ever, and the sight of you made soobin’s heart ache.
“soobin…” you whispered, your voice trembling.
“hi,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “can we talk?”
you nodded, stepping aside to let him in. the two of you stood in the middle of your living room, the silence between you heavy with unspoken words.
“i’ve missed you,” soobin finally said, his voice thick with emotion. “i’ve missed you so much.”
your eyes filled with tears, and you looked down, unable to meet his gaze. “i’m so sorry, soobin… for everything. i didn’t mean to push you away. i just… i didn’t know how to handle everything.”
soobin stepped closer, gently cupping your face in his hands. “you don’t have to apologize, love. i’m sorry for not being there for you when you needed me the most. i should have tried harder to understand what you were going through.”
you shook your head, tears spilling down your cheeks. “no, it’s not your fault. i was scared, soobin. scared that i wasn’t good enough, that i was letting you down… and instead of talking to you, i pushed you away.”
soobin’s heart broke at the sight of your tears, and he pulled you into his arms, holding you close as you sobbed against his chest. “shhh, it’s okay,” he whispered, his voice soothing. “i’m here now, and i’m not going anywhere. we’ll get through this together, i promise.”
you clung to him, your fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt as if you were afraid he might disappear. “i don’t want to lose you, soobin,” you choked out, your voice muffled against his chest.
“you won’t lose me,” soobin said firmly, his hand gently rubbing your back. “i love you, more than anything in this world. nothing will ever change that.”
you pulled back slightly, looking up at him with tear-filled eyes. “i love you too, soobin. i’ve never stopped loving you.”
soobin smiled, his eyes soft with affection as he wiped away your tears with his thumb. “then that’s all that matters,” he said softly. “we’ll take it one step at a time, together.”
he leaned down, pressing his forehead against yours, his breath warm against your skin. “i’ve been so worried about you,” he murmured, his voice filled with emotion. “i just want you to be happy.”
“i am happy,” you whispered, your voice trembling. “as long as i have you, i’m happy.”
soobin’s heart swelled with love, and he pressed a tender kiss to your lips, pouring all of his feelings into that one kiss. it was soft, sweet, and filled with all the love and devotion he had for you.
when he pulled back, he looked into your eyes, his own shining with tears. “we’re going to be okay,” he said, his voice full of conviction. “as long as we have each other, we can get through anything.”
you nodded, a small smile finally breaking through the tears. “together,” you echoed, your voice filled with hope.
soobin smiled, his heart feeling lighter than it had in days. he pulled you close again, wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight, as if he never wanted to let you go.
the two of you stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world outside fading away. in that moment, nothing else mattered but the love you shared—the love that had weathered storms, faced challenges, and come out stronger on the other side.
and so, slowly but surely, you began to let soobin back into your life. it wasn’t easy, and there were still days when you struggled, but knowing that he was there for you made all the difference. he continued to support you, never pushing you too hard, but always reminding you that he was there whenever you needed him.
as the weeks went by, you began to feel more like yourself again. the weight of your responsibilities didn’t seem as overwhelming anymore, and you were able to focus on the things that really mattered—your relationship with soobin, your friends, and your own well-being.
and through it all, soobin remained by your side, his love for you unwavering. he never once made you feel like you were a burden, and he always reminded you of how proud he was of you, no matter what.
it was in those moments that you realized just how lucky you were to have someone like soobin in your life. someone who loved you, flaws and all, and who was willing to stand by you through the ups and downs.
“so you really cried that time?” you teased, a playful glint in your eyes.
soobin shrugged his shoulders, trying to maintain a nonchalant air. “they’re over-exaggerating everything.”
“sure, sure,” you said, grinning.
you both laughed together, the sound of your shared amusement filling the room. soobin playfully nudged you, and you nudged him back, each of you trying to outdo the other in a light-hearted battle of teasing.
the table filled with memories of youth, all of you continued to chat and laugh, the warmth of the evening filled with shared stories and laughter, a reminder of how far you had come and how much more you had to look forward to.
as the night drew to a close, you and soobin knew that no matter what the future held, you would face it together, with love, laughter, and a bond that had only grown stronger over time.
taehyun on the other hand starts noticing beomgyu fidgeting on his seat, “you good man?” he asks. “how do i look?” he asks, touching his hair. “chill dude, have you seen her around?” taehyun’s eyes roamed around the venue. “oh fuck,” taehyun whispers. “why?” beomgyu panics, “she’s here, dude.” his voice was a little loud and it had everyone’s attention.
“who’s here?” kai asks.
“beomgyu’s heartbreaker.”
gyo's note: heyyy, i'm sorry i didn’t get to post yesterday, and i might change the posting schedule for alumni homecoming. this will be the last post for the week; the rest will be posted next week, starting on monday. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ i kind of had a hard time writing this bcs i haven't had a healthy relationship before (ᵕ—ᴗ—) lol, but yeah, i hope you liked it! if you made it to this part, thank you so much. you will be loved, xoxo.
Warnings: none really but some are a bit suggestive
Note: this is my first time posting, feedback is appreciated:)
THEO:
would be hesitant about intruding you to the other members but would love to introduce you to his parents early
he would probably brag about you all the time to his members
when you finally do meet the members he would be nervous, not about you but about them because he knows that they can be a lot
not very into pda but when you are alone he has his hands on you at all times
his favorite kind of date is probably something simple like gabbing coffee or having dinner
I think he wouldn’t mind you paying for dinner or dates but would always offer for him to pay first
wouldn’t want you to be involved in his work at all and would probably like to keep private and work separate
would still insist on always making you listen to new songs and then asking how you like his parts
not the biggest texter but likes to check in at least Daily no matter how busy he is
would send you Songs he likes
compliments you but likes it more when you compliment him
probably a big tease
will sing 24/7 especially in the car
is into showering together but never at the dorm and only at your place
would love to play his guitar for you whenever you are at the dorm and would practice love songs to play for you
texts you after every concert to tell you how it went but is pretty hard on himself
I think he would like to FaceTime when he’s away from home for longer, he likes FaceTime more then calls because wants you to see his face
KEEHO:
Theo sings 24/7… keeho sings 25/8
like seriously if you don’t like that you are dating the wrong person
is into pda, not too much tho like he would want to make out in front of others but definitely would like small touches and a kiss
loves going out together
especially when you go somewhere and dress up like fancy dinner
would be all gentleman about dates: pick you up, open the car doop and definitely pay
idk why but I feel like he makes awkward compliments, not awkward with the meaning but awkward because he brings them over awkwardly or at random times (but in a cute way)
would def introduce you to the nem era quickly but that’s mostly because he would want you at the dorm A LOT
very much into long and heavy make out sessions but only behind closed doors ofc
he is into nicknames like baby and babe
likes when you compliment his style or specific outfits he wears on stage
takes pictures of you when he thinks the lighting or background somewhere is good and would probably be very serious about it like you are a model for vouge
definitely wants you to meet his parents and if you don’t have plans for Christmas he will ask you to go to Toronto with him
always tells you about how he wants to make your relationship public but isn’t allowed to
would love it if you are backstage waiting for him at concerts
JIUNG:
the definition of boyfriend material fr
definitely shows you off anywhere (he is a proud bf)
he is the type that dates to marry so he will probably start imagining how his last name suits your first name since day 1
Calls you nicknames like darling
would love it when you are at the studio or at concerts with him but would definitely like to keep things light in front of others
but if you are alone in the dressing room or studio he would have his hands all over you telling you how much he loves seeing you at his work
Shows you new lyrics and songs all the time but expects you to be honest with him
cares for you and about you so much, like he enjoys taking care of you when you are not feeling well and checking in on you throughout the day
would also like you at the dorm
I see him wanting to cook with you like making dinner for the other members together
or sneaking into the kitchen in the middle of the night to make some kind of dessert which will lead to a super sweet make out session in the kitchen
compliments your mind and intelligence over your body
he is the type of guy to move strands of hair out of your face and look you deep in the eyes
cheek kisses>>> giving and receiving
LOVES watching romantic movies with you and holds you close the entire time, when s sad scene comes on the will hold you a bit tighter
would recommend you books and movies
when he’s on tour he would like too call every other day or so
will cry if he misses your birthday or your anniversary because of tour
plans the cutest dates ever for important days like that
INTAK:
we all know he’s a golden retriever
loved pda and loved showing other people how much he loves you
cannot wait for you to meet the members
will ask keeho what he thinks of you but will only accept good answers
he likes going shopping with you and he would go insane if you let him pick out stuff for you to try on
compliments you so much just because he cannot let you forget how perfect you are
SHOWERS you in kisses
loves it so much when you call him nicknames
i think he would actually stop breathing if he saw you in a hoodie or t-Shirt if his
likes dates but prefers staying in
when he talks about you to his friends he has the biggest smile on his face
he will ask you to come to the studio when he’s alone and show you new choreography’s that he is working on
would slow dance with you at any time and would probably nearly cry because he can’t believe how lucky he is
he would be so nervous when it comes to meeting your family or friends because what if they don’t like him
hates fighting more then anything in the world and hates it so much when you are mad at him
he will apologize so much and probably be in tears
loves cuddling and will always ask you to stay over for the night even if you have school/work in the morning
loves words of affirmation like he just loves hearing that you love him or that something he did made you feel good stuff like that
likes talking to you but could also hear you talk for days
SHOTA:
loves physical touch especially when you initiate it
Likes holding hands or having arms interlocked or leaning against each other
would love to game with you
builds you minecraft worlds even if you don’t play Minecraft
staying in bed and gaming/ watching YouTube is probably his ideal evening with you
loves texting during the day
he would probably enjoy if you would tell him random and small things without context
sends you his little symbol emoji’s 24/7
since you are probably still in school or maybe Uni he would try to help you with homework if studying but distracts you more then anything
would remember when you have tests and text you good luck
buys you stuffed animals all the time or wins them for you at arcade games (will name them too and call them your children)
dreams about taking you to japan and always tells you about all the places you have to visit once you two are there
will get all shy when you compliment him on anything
Shows you his dance moves very proudly but will definitely be nervous about your opinion
would be sooo flustered when you wear something more revealing around him but would love it and he will let you know
Probably likes the relationship to move slow because he doesn’t want to make it feels rushed or make you feel pressured
just a cutie
JONGSEOB:
so shy at first but as soon as you are together he is all yours and so open
incredibly nervous about you meeting the members because he just knows that they will embarrass him
Not to big on pda but loves holding your hand when he’s nervous
doesn’t like making first steps but just because he’s never sure with the timing
brings you into the studio at night all the time and loved spending time with you there
writes lyrics for you and sends them to you
loves listening to music with you
likes going out and staying in
I see him enjoying movie dates and shopping in vintage stores
He is OBSESSED with talking pictures of you with his camera
he will show the pictures to jiung or Theo and won’t stop talking about how cute you look
you are definitely his muse
also likes gaming together, Mario cart against him will lead to making out one way or another
he likes when you stay over for the night because he loves walking up next to you
will text you a lot and gets excited about seeing a text from you pop up on his phone
Blushes when you compliment him
he is hard on himself with his music so he appreciates it so much when you tell him you like something
Loves late night calls
his love language is sharing headphones
he is so interested in you, he wants to know everything’s and could listen to you all day without cutting you off once
