Hello, I saw that your request are always open! So can I request a scenario with Khun A.A x reader, where he has a crush on the reader and they are always about to kiss but somehow they get interrupet every SINGLE time. And after a looong time they get to kiss? Please!
my drafts are full of white requests and i need to focus on something other than him
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Everyone had gotten on Khun's nerves at one point. Even Bam, when he first met him, that is. Shibisu, Hatz, Endorsi - they were tolerable and convenient. Still, they were annoying to Khun. It would take a lot to make Khun truly mad, to annoy him altogether. Very little had made Khun this way.
Khun's breath tickles your face as both your eyes linger from the other's eyes to their lips.
"Khun, we need your advice," Bam's voice rang, keeping you as you were.
The last thing you wanted was this. All feelings should just be straight to the point. It disappointed you. Khun sighs before leaving.
At first, the interruptions were for urgent situations.
The second interruption was something else, but it left you feeling depressed and tense for a while. It was after an enormous battle. Khun had been looking for you, rushing through every corridor and room. He wanted you in his arms, to feel your warmth and to have you safe. The brain in his head was telling him the worst, but his heart knew better. Khun could never lose someone like you.
Khun's footsteps quicken, and he bumps into you. The fear on your faces was there as you stood staring at each other for a second before realization kicked in. Khun pulls you into his arms, gripping you. Tips of your fingers brushing against the back of Khun's shirting.
"It scared me. I thought you were dead," you cry into Khun's shirt.
"I'm here right now. You don't need to worry," Khun whispers, his hand brushing calmly through your hair.
Your heart was beating so fast you thought it was going to explode.
As the rapid beating of your heart slowed, you moved away from Khun's chest. Your eyes immediately locked onto his blue ones. The atmosphere around the two of you calmed considerably.
"Never leave my side," Khun quietly requests, his hand sliding down your head to your cheek, keeping his eyes fixed on yours. As his forehead touches yours, both your mouths inch closer.
"There you are!" Endorsi shouts, stopping you from doing anything at all. You both sigh, feeling defeated.
"It's fine." You whisper, "You're needed."
The constant embarrassment you felt after every one of these situations left you saddened. Like an invisible force was forcing the two of you apart, it was unfair.
Things were awkward. You could avoid each other all you wanted, but the amount of tension inside you both would come up and erupt. The uncertainty of when that would happen was what worried you.
Being close to someone was nice, but you wanted to be closer to Khun. Just thinking about it made your insides flutter. All you wanted to do was cry because of your emotions.
Khun was never clingy, but the way he pulled you close to him. It was so unexpected. You wanted more of that feeling, to stay by him.
This madness would have to end. You would become desperate if something didn't happen. Well, Khun was pretty blunt and straightforward when he needed to be, and hopefully, he would be calm and patient with you.
Even after catching him late at night, there was no privacy from anyone, and even when it looked like something was going to happen between you and Khun, the sound of a door shutting stopped you yet again.
Before anything else happened, you walked back to your room. It was as if all of your emotions surfaced, and as you reached your room, tears spilt from your eyes.
Khun was brilliant, but he couldn't figure out how to make things easier for the two of you. Reaching the top of the tower was his goal. Distractions were likely to occur, and he was glad you were one of them.
In terms of feelings, Khun had an inkling that you had some feelings for him and how you acted gave it away. Endorsi teased you now and again about your feelings for Khun. So, it was only a matter of time before something happened. Unfortunately, those times got taken away from you by the surrounding people, unknown to them - if they didn't know.
You made it a point to avoid Khun if a lot was happening around you. But that was rare. Bam was a person of interest. You never complained.
With how many families were keen to get their hands on Bam, everyone was constantly around him, and with Khun being his good friend, he stayed by his side.
There was hardly any time for yourselves, so if one of you had to make your feelings known, it would be when danger was present. You would look for each other again.
As you headed to safety, you saw Khun beside Bam and let them be.
You find yourself in the ship's corridor, and suddenly, Khun grabs your wrist, spinning you around to face him.
"You should be with the others," you mumble.
"They can wait for a moment," Khun says before cupping your jaw and aligning your faces, your lips merely inches apart.
"Blue turtle! Where did you wander off to?" Rak's voice booms.
His thumb traces along your lower lip, brushing it slowly before doing the same with your upper lip. Khun wanted to take his time. His patience was wearing thin, but he was calm.
Just as his lips were about to touch yours, Khun whispered teasingly, "I'm not letting you get away from me again."
Before you can smile at his response, your lips connect. You close your eyes and relax. At that moment, it felt like everything stood still. The nervousness you felt before melted away as your hands grabbed Khun's upper arms.
As the two of pull apart from each other, your hands remain clinging to Khun. Your eyes find each other again. A soft smile lights up your face.
"Are you okay with me finding you when I'm stressed?" Khun asks.
"That's fine with me, as long as I can come to you when I'm stressed."
Khun chuckles. "I'm fine with that,"
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