hi, friend! checking in! how were your exams?? how are you??
hello!! thanks for checking in babe! i'm doing great i still have to wait for the results but i feel like i did good especially english😝😝 i'll get 100% for sure, Polish i feel like i did good i'm mostly stressed for the essay i wrote there and math... well i hope i got at least the 30% i need, as for my oral exams i did great on both of them got a 100% (you get the results on oral exams right as you finish), and im so happy i finally get time for myself and my Tumblr account, also i'm thinking about starting to vlog on yt! since i'm going to France with my class very soon so maybe i'll do my first vlog there or in July cause i'll be heading to Hungary to watch the F1 race there, aaaand im working on 2 new fanfics!!
I HAVE A SPECIAL PLANNED FOR 500 FOLLOWERS SO I HOPE WE REACH THE GOAL SOON SO I CAN POST IT!! I WILL ONLY TELL YOU THAT IT'S CHAN X STAFF READER 😝 also please remember i take requests all the time😋
Autor's note: THIS WAS THE PART I MEANT TO POST. I wish i could be more active on here and post more, i'm stuck studying almost everyday and when i'm free i sleep all day😭 ~Kitty
“WAIT okay-” Han sat up so fast he nearly slipped off the couch, pointing between all of you like he needed confirmation from reality itself. “That was not a dream, right? That actually just happened?” Jeongin laughed immediately, loud and bright, like the tension finally snapped in half. “Nope. That was real. That was VERY real.” Changbin let out a short breath, turning away like he needed a second to process it without being obvious about how soft his expression had gotten. “Yeah… that was real.” Hyunjin just stared at you for a moment longer, then slowly picked up his sketchbook again only to realize his hands were slightly shaking. He exhaled through his nose, almost smiling. “Okay.” he murmured. “Okay, I think I need a minute.” Lee Know clicked his tongue, while rolling his eyes. “You’re all being dramatic.” he said, but his eyes flicked to you again, softer now.
Seungmin, as always, stayed the calm center of the chaos. “Let’s not overwhelm them more than we already have.” he said quietly, but there was something warmer underneath it now. Like he was grounding the room as much as he was grounding you. Felix still hadn’t let go of your hand. His thumb brushed over your knuckles again, slower now like he was finally allowed to do it without fear of crossing a line. His voice came out softer than before. “You said yes…” he repeated, like he needed to hear it again to believe it. “You’re okay?” Chan asked again, quieter this time. When you nodded, he finally exhaled like he’d been holding his breath since the moment you walked in.
Felix gently tugged your hand once. “Do you wanna sit down?” he asked you quietly. “You’ve been standing there forever.” Only then did you realize your legs were a little weak. You finally sat down. And the second you did, the weight in your chest loosened just a little. “Good.” Chan said. “We’ll go step by step.” “Soooo.” Han said casually, too casually, leaning back into the couch like he wasn’t internally spiraling, “Do we like… plan this? Or is it just vibes now?” “Vibes?” Lee Know repeated immediately, deadpan. “That’s your contribution to romance?” “It’s called flexibility.” Han shot back. “It’s called chaos.” Seungmin corrected, which earned a small laugh from you before you could stop it.
Hyunjin hummed softly at that, tapping his pencil against his knee. “Honestly-” he repeated, like he was testing how that felt in his mouth. Then he glanced at you. “That sounds like it might be dangerous for us.” Lee Know snorted. “It definitely is.” “Good.” Han said instantly. “I’m tired of pretending I don’t stare.” “YOU-” Jeongin wheezed, laughing. “Don’t act innocent,” Han pointed at him. “You literally glow when she walks in the room.” “I do NOT” “You do.” Changbin confirmed calmly.
Jeongin froze. “Hyung??” “Okay.” Felix said softly, “So step one worked.” “What step one?” you asked. Felix blinked. Then laughed nervously. “Uhhh Confession survival.” “That was step one?” Hyunjin raised a brow. “We barely survived emotionally.” Lee Know stared at all of them. “I hate this group.” “No you don’t.” you said before you could overthink it. Minho looked at you, then huffed a quiet laugh through his nose. “Yeah.” he admitted. “Unfortunately.” Chan finally spoke. “Okay.” he said. “Then step two… is probably making sure you don’t feel overwhelmed.” Felix immediately nodded. “Yep. That.” Han leaned forward first, resting his elbows on his knees. “Okay but real question.” he said, suddenly serious in a way that didn’t match his face, “How does all of this actually work?”
Jeongin tilted his head. “We’re asking logistics now?” “Yes.” Han said immediately. “Because I refuse to just accidentally become emotionally attached in an unsure environment.” “You’re already attached.” Lee Know muttered. “Rude.” Chan let out a small laugh, but softer. He ran a hand through his hair, thinking. “That’s actually a fair question,” he said. “We should figure out what feels comfortable for everyone and for Y/N.”
Felix squeezed your hand gently. “We don’t want to make anything weird for you.” he said quickly. “Like suddenly everything changes too fast.” Hyunjin nodded slowly. “We can take it in pieces.” Changbin leaned back slightly, arms crossed. “So dates first?” That word landed in the room and suddenly everyone reacted at once. Han’s eyes lit up. “DATES. Okay yes. That’s the fun part.” Lee Know scoffed. “You’re already thinking about food.” “I ALWAYS think about food.” Chan smiled faintly, but he was watching you again. “What kind of dates would you even like?” he asked you gently. “We don’t want to assume.” That made the room quiet again.
You hesitated. “I don’t know.” you admitted honestly. “I’ve never really had anything like this.” Hyunjin’s expression gentled. “Then we do simple things.” Han snapped his fingers. “Arcade.” Jeongin immediately: “YES.” Lee Know: “No.” Han: “WHY” Lee Know: “Because you’d turn it into a competition and scream.” “I would NOT scream!” “You would absolutely scream.” Changbin said. Han paused. “…Okay maybe a little.”
You laughed again. Chan stepped in gently, steering it back. “Arcade is good.” he said. “But also quieter things.” He glanced at you. “Like cafes. Late-night walks. Grocery runs even.” That last one made you blink. “Grocery runs?” Felix lit up immediately. “Grocery runs are actually amazing,” he said seriously. “Like picking snacks together is bonding.”
(honestly i love grocery runs with friends, feels so nice)
Hyunjin nodded like it was deep philosophy. “It’s very intimate.” “It is NOT intimate.” Lee Know said flatly. “It is absolutely intimate.” Han argued. Seungmin sighed. “You’re all weird.” Changbin tapped his fingers lightly. “And sleepovers?” he added, like he was testing the word carefully. Felix blinked. “Like… all of us?” Han immediately sat up. “Wait okay hold on I support this idea fully.” Lee Know groaned. “Of course you do.” Your voice came out quieter than you expected. “So like a first date would just be… normal?” Chan smiled softly. “Whatever normal means to you.” Minho added gently, “We’ll probably ruin normal a little bit.” “Okay.” you said softly. “Then I think I’d like that.”
“Okay but wait” Jeongin said, pointing vaguely between everyone, “Are we doing like group dates all the time? Because I’m just saying, that sounds fun, but also kinda chaotic.” Lee Know didn’t even look up. “It would be chaos.” “It would be FUN chaos.” Han corrected. Chan let out a quiet breath, thinking. “No.” he said gently. “We don’t have to do everything together.” Felix blinked. “We don’t?” Chan shook his head slowly. “We shouldn’t force it. It might… overwhelm you.” “You’re not dating a group as one unit,” he continued carefully. “You’re dating people. Individually too.” Han frowned. “But we are a group.” “Emotionally, yes.” Seungmin said. “Logistically no.” “Oh.” Felix murmured. “So like sometimes together, sometimes alone?” Chan nodded. “Exactly.” Hyunjin leaned back slightly, processing. “That actually makes sense.” he said quietly. Then he glanced at you. “Is that okay for you?”
“I think yeah.” you said slowly. “It actually feels less scary that way.” Lee Know gave a small nod. “Good. Because I’m not sharing every emotional moment with Han screaming next to me.” “I WASN’T GOING TO SCREAM” “You screamed five minutes ago,” Jeongin reminded him. Han opened his mouth, then closed it. “…That one might’ve been me.” Felix smiled a little, quieter now. “So we can still have group time.” he said, “But also individual time?” Chan nodded. “Yes. That way it doesn’t feel like pressure. Or like you have to split yourself evenly.” Changbin crossed his arms lightly. “So scheduling matters then.” Han groaned immediately. “We’re making a schedule??” Felix shook his head quickly. “We can just ask. Like normal people.”
Chan looked at you again. “We’ll figure out what feels right for you.” he said. “If you want alone time with one person, that’s okay. If you want group days, that’s okay too. You don’t have to manage all of us at once.” That phrasing made your stomach flutter.
HI KITTENS JUST WANTED TO SAY THIS IS OBVIOSLY NOT THE LAST PART I WILL DO SHORTER ONES LIKE IDK HOW THEY'RE JEALOUS??😭😭 ALSO IDK WHAT TO WRITE YOU CAN SEND REQUESTS!!
OMG GUYS IM SO DUMB FOR CONTEXT I KEEP ALL MY WORKS IN MY NOTES APP AND WHEN I FINISH I JUST COPY IT TO TUMBLR CAUSE ITS EASIER THAT WAY AND I ACCIDENTLY POSTED THE WRONG VERSION AGAIN😭😭 IM GONNA CRY ISTG! THANK YOU @fussel9913 FOR POINTING IT OUT I'LL POST THE RIGHT VERSION AS SOON AS I FINISH STUDYING
Autor's note: IM SO SORRY FOR POSTING SO LITTLE I HAVE ANOTHER PART OF EIGHT HEARTS ONE MORE IN DRAFTS PLEASE FEEL FREE TO REQUEST STUFF I WILL DO IT JUST GIMMIE TIME
The studio lights are dim and it’s past midnight again. Your heels are kicked off near the couch, lyric sheets scattered across the table and Changbin is sitting in his chair, elbows on his knees, watching you through the glass booth.
“You’re holding back.” he says through the 'talkback' microphone. (I think that's what it's called, i researched it and its the only thing that came back, i'll link a photo down below if u know what it's called like pls let me know🙏) You narrow your eyes at him “I’m not.” He leans back slowly “You are.” You step out of the booth, pushing the door open. “I literally hit every note.”, “I didn’t say you missed them.” That makes you pause. “You hit them.” he continues quietly. “But you didn’t feel them.” You cross your arms in defensive. “It’s just a pre-release track.” “And?” “Aaand it doesn’t need to be dramatic.” His jaw clenches slightly “Every song needs to mean something.”
You glare at him and he glares back. And suddenly it’s not just about the song, you’ve both been exhausted. Schedules nonstop, interviews, brand events, practice, recording. You sigh exhausted and he softens immediately. “Hey.” he says quietly as the producer voice disappears, he steps closer, hands sliding to your waist automatically like they’ve done a hundred times before. “You’re tired angel.” “I’m fine.” He gives you a look, the one that says don’t lie to me, your shoulders slump just slightly. “You don’t have to be strong in here.” he murmurs. “Not with me.”
The studio suddenly feels too small. “I just…” you exhale. “Everyone expects this comeback to top the last one.” “And it will.” “You don’t know that Binnie.” “I do.” “Bin-”“No” he cuts in gently. “You think I’d let you release something average?” You chuckle. “There it is.” he murmurs softly. “That’s the fire I need”, his thumb brushes along your waist, slow and grounding. “You’re not holding back because you can’t do it.” he says. “You’re holding back because you’re scared.” You have a feeling he always sees too much. “I just...don’t want to disappoint anyone.” “You won’t.” “How are you so sure?” His hand slides up your back. Because now he’s not just your producer..he’s your boyfriend. And oh boy he’s done pretending this is just about music.
“Cause I know you.” he says quietly. “And I know how much you care. That’s why it’s good.” He smirks slightly, “But also because I produced it.” You push his chest lightly. “Your ego is insane.” “Deserved.”, you roll your eyes, but you lean into him anyway and he kisses your temple. “You wanna try again?” he asks gently. You sigh deeply before nodding, before you step away, he grabs your wrist lightly. “Wait. When you sing this part.” he says, voice low “Sing it like it’s about me.” Your heart stutters, “Oh?” He leans in slightly, “Because it is.”
You stare at him in silence “You wrote it about us?” He shrugs casually. “It’s good inspiration.” and you’re speechless for half a second. You step back slowly, eyes locked with his. “Fine.” you say quietly. “One more take Binnie.” You go back into the booth, headphones on. He sits down, trying to look professional again.
This time you don’t hold back. You sing like it’s 2AM and the only person in the world who matters is sitting behind that glass watching you. You sing like the lyrics are about the way he grips your waist when you’re stressed, like the way he argues with you about melodies but kisses you right after, like the way he believes in you more than you believe in yourself.
When the song ends, the studio is silent, he doesn’t speak immediately. He just stares at you...then slowly, he presses the talk button. “Yup.” he says softly. “That’s it.” You step out of the booth again. He cups your face gently, “You hear that?” he murmurs. “That’s why you’re dangerous.” You smile slightly. “Dangerous?” “Yeah.”
He leans down, voice brushing against your lips. “Because when you let yourself feel, you ruin me.” he kisses you.The faint hum of the track still playing through the speakers fills the studio, your own voice echoing softly in the background the chorus that was apparently written about him. When he pulls back, it’s only a few centimeters between u two. His thumb is still resting along your jaw. “You did that on purpose.” you purr. “Did what?” “Made me emotional so I’d sing better.” A small smirk tugs at his mouth. “I would never manipulate my artist.” “Oh? Your artist?” “My favorite one.” You roll your eyes, but your hands slide up his chest anyway, fingers curling lightly into the fabric of his hoodie. “You’re impossible.” “And yet,” he murmurs, leaning in slightly again, “you’re still herebaby.”
HI KITTENS I ALWAYS SAY IT BUT I KINDA HAVE A MONTH TILL MY EXAMS FOR THIS YEAR AND I'VE BEEN STUDYING A LOOOOT KILL ME PLS I KNOW I POST SO LITTLE RN😭
1. i am so sorry im trying to proof read the surprise fanfic but i'm so sick i cant move and 2. another well not yet relationship didnt work out luckily it only lasted 3 weeks so i didnt get attached too much but come on can't i get like a normal person to like me for me and not for some shit ass reason. yk what he said he said that me posting idols on my story was a turn off WHEN I TELL YOU I LAUGHED SO HARD but srsly why cant i get someone normal, im trying so hard to stay patient but am i really that unlovable?
synopsis: what they do/give you on valentine’s day
themes: fluff fluff fluff, little suggestive if you blink
taglist: @tirena1 @inaribu00 @abiaswreck @unlikelypainterpeacekitten — let me know if you want to be added!
B.CHN
- He’d pretend that he got you the expensive headphones that you had been eyeing for months but that wasn’t all
- Chan would tell you to put them on and the minute you did he would give you his real gift
- A song he had been composing for months. One that revealed the depth of his love for you
- Naturally you’d cry and he’d hold you, soft kisses to your temples and cheeks as you asked him to play it over and over again
- “Would you like to hear the others?”
- Your eyes widen, “There’s more?”
- He gums as he turns his phone around to show you, “A whole album. You didn’t think my love for you could be confined to one song did you?”
- You can’t help but to kiss him, letting him play the album on the loud speaker as you lose yourself in him
L.MHO
- Dinner and a quiet night in is an ideal date for the both of you
- Minho would make you whatever you wanted
- “You don’t have to go through all the trouble Min” he’d just blink at you before turning back to the dish “It’s not trouble if it makes you happy”
- The two of you had never been gift givers, preferring quality time with one another where you could find it
- That evening the two of you dressed in your best and you couldn’t help but laugh as a bit of stray pasta sauce made its way onto his shirt—making him grumble
- You ate dinner, making small conversation but letting the lingering gazes between the two of you do most of the talking
- Then you two would retire to the couch, share a lazy kiss before cuddling up and falling asleep to whatever was playing on the TV
S.CB
- He’d wine and dine you
- Take you to the fanciest restaurant, spend as much as he could to make sure you were full and satisfied
- His hand would barely leave yours over the table; eyes glistening in the candle light as he held onto each of your words
- He’d take you for a late night walk in the park, enjoying the feeling of your hand in his as the sound of nature filled the comfortable silence between you
- He’d kiss you on your doorstep and tell you that there was a surprise waiting for you upstairs
- A velvet black box and at least 50 roses arranged in the shape of a heart would greet you along with a small bear
- As soon as you realized it was doused in his scent, you held it close allowing the familiar scent to lull you to sleep that night
H.HJ
- He would go all out for valentine’s day
- You’d wake up to poems about you posted throughout your apartment, each one filling your eyes with happy tears and your heart with so much love you feel like you could burst
- You’d find an arrangement on your countertop, each flower placed in a way that was so beautiful and so—well Hyunjin
- He’d set up a little date later that day in the park; freshly cut fruits and the smell of paint in the air as the two of you painted one another
- You’d shyly show him your work, a little embarrassed but his eyes would light up—loving words falling from his lips as he’d praise you
- Of course you loved his; everything so unique from the strokes to the color palette—it was easier to see your beauty through Hyunjin’s eye
- Your paintings would be placed on the wall, side by side as Hyunjin whispered how much he loved you before leading you to your shared bed
H.JS
- It wasn’t a secret that Jisung struggled with gift giving despite listening to you and what you liked
- Jisung found out a few weeks before valentine’s day that your favorite band would be in the city
- Not only had he scored tickets, but he had gotten you both back stage passes to meet them
- Jisung’s hands had been sweating when he handed over the gift
- He had expected excitement but he didn’t expect you to laugh?
- “Jisung this is amazing and I’m so grateful but please open your present.”
- He did what he was asked opening his present to find tickets to his favorite artist as well
- The two of you burst into giggles at sharing the same braincell when picking out gifts
- “But there is another supeise,” Jisung teased, oulling the backstage passes from behind his back
- Jisung’s heart melted at the way your face lit up and the way you squealed excitedly
- He happily let you embrace and kiss him to your heart’s desire
L.FLX
- He wasn’t too sure about his present but it was something he had been wanting to give you for awhile
- The two of you shared an office space and loved playing games together in the evening; but your set up wasn’t as complex as his and you had mentioned wanting to upgrade it
- You would always complement him when he worked on his set up; whether it was changing out the caps on his keyboard or upgrading his computer with new parts
- Felix decided to build you your own computer
- He bought things that he thought you would like, cute keycaps to match the color scheme you had mentioned to him that you wanted to try; he put so much time and effort into every little detail
- He had set it up in the middle of the night, making sure it was all working properly before showing you the next morning
- He felt nervous as a small gasp left your lips at the aight
- “You did all this for me?”
- Felix watched fondly as you touched everything; exclaiming how much you loved it—how much you loved him
- The two of you spent that evening playing games, cuddling and sharing sweet whispers and kisses between the two of you
K.SM
- The two of you never had much time to do anything with your busy schedules
- So he takes you on a trip to the beach for valentine’s day; surprising you with your favorite flowers when he picks you up
- The two of you spend the day chasing each other up and down the shore; Seungmin tries to throw you into the ocean a couple of times but you dodge his attacks
- The night ends wirh a surprise candle-lit dinner on the pier
- It’s quiet, intimate, and perfect
- Seungmin serenades you after with his guitar
- You hold on to every word—memorizing the moment and tbe love held in both his gaze and voice to memory
- “I love you,” he whispers before kissing you softly, letting his guitar fall to the side as he lays the two of you down on the pier—showing you with ever soft touch and brush of his lips how much he loves you
Y.JGN
- No matter how many valentine’s days you have spent together, Jeongin will always be shy giving you your gift
- This year; he gets you matching silver bands
- It’s simple and beautiful; but not as beautiful as him
- It’s inscribed on the inside: a proverb he taught you when you had first met—one about everlasting love
- You couldn’t help but to kiss him them
- The two of you don’t go out, you instead wear the matching pajama sets that you had bought the two of you—opting for a night of self care
- The two of you go through your night routine together—applying each others face masks and sharing chaste kisses in between
- The night ends with a drama and a shared bowl of popcorn between the two of you
- At some point it’s completely forgotten as the two of you lose yourself in a soft kiss
hi, friend! i’m so glad to see that you worked out posting part 3! i GASPED at seeing the notification this morning when i woke up. it was great!! :)
HI LOVE YES IT FINALLY WORKED IM GONNA MAKE IT UP TO ALL OF YOU AGAIN SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT. I'M SO GLAD PEOPLE LIKE MY WRITING OMG IT ALWAYS MOTIVATES ME TO WRITE AGAIN ASAP 😭🙏🙏
The moment you pushed open the door to Felix’s apartment, something felt different. It wasn’t the smell of takeout or the faint hum of music. It wasn’t even the usual chaos that greeted you like a second home. It was in the way the room itself seemed to notice you, and somehow hold its breath. You froze mid-step, shoes in hand, suddenly hyper-aware of every movement around you. The apartment was lively as always, but…smaller somehow.
Somehow your presence seemed to stretch and fill the space in a way you weren’t expecting. Felix’s voice came first. “You’re here! Perfect timing!” Your chest tightened. His smile was bright, but there was a nervous edge you hadn’t seen ever before.
Your eyes started scanning the room. Chan. He was leaning against the kitchen counter, arms crossed lightly. Usually, he would have smiled immediately, maybe teased you for being late. But now he was still, eyes following your movements, and his gaze wasn’t playful. It was sharp.
Hyunjin, sprawled on the floor with his sketchbook, didn’t even try to hide it. Pencil hovering midair, he glanced up, then quickly down, then up again. Every line on his page seemed to pause in anticipation. The way his eyes lingered on yours longer then usual, made your stomach flutter.
Lee Know leaned casually against the wall near the window, arms crossed. At first, he looked like he wasn’t paying attention, but your instinct caught him. The slight stiffness of his shoulders, the way his gaze followed your every step, subtle enough that anyone else wouldn’t notice, it made your heart skip.
Han, sprawled lazily across the couch, grinned when he saw you. “Hey!” he called. But even his loud, careless voice had a sharp edge tonight. He watched reactions instead of you, eyes flicking to the others, observing how they were reacting to you.
Seungmin sat upright in his usual chair, calm and composed as always, but now every tilt of his head, every subtle adjustment in posture, felt like he was quietly cataloging every detail about you.
Changbin hovered near the kitchen, not saying anything, just making sure your entrance was noticed. Every time you glanced in his direction, he smiled faintly, like he had something unspoken he desperately wanted to say, but couldn’t yet.
Jeongin grinned, bright and cheerful, imitating a gesture you had made seconds before. His eyes sparkled with amusement, but there was slight nervousness behind them.
And then there was Felix. Standing awkwardly near the table, fidgeting with a pen, shifting from foot to foot. His smile was bright, sure, but if anyone looked too long they could've seen the way he was constantly fidgeting.
You swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how heavy the atmosphere felt. You could practically feel the tension in the air, a slow, careful, unspoken alignment of attention. Every glance, every subtle movement, every half-smile in their direction was layered with meaning, and your chest beat faster as realization started to creep in. And for the first time, you understood what Felix had been trying to warn you about, before you even knew you needed a warning.
You took a cautious step inside. “Uh…” you murmured. “Hi?” Chan’s gaze softened for a fraction, and he leaned just slightly forward, like he was testing whether you were steady. Hyunjin’s pencil scratched against the page again. Lee Know shifted imperceptibly closer, making room for you without a word. Felix exhaled through his nose, the tension in his shoulders relaxing just slightly as he realized you’d entered. “Hey Sunny!” he said again, quieter this time, but steadier. “Glad you’re here.”
The apartment didn’t feel like a room full of people anymore. It felt like it had shrunk, focused, coiled around you, eight hearts bending slowly, carefully, toward your center. And your stomach did a flip. Because now, finally, you were starting to notice them noticing you.
Felix cleared his throat, the sound breaking the tension like a soft crack of lightning. “Sunny…” His voice was low, hesitant, almost shy. “I… I think we need to talk.” You blinked, heart fluttering. “Oh?” He shifted, hands brushing over the edge of the table. “I mean… not talk-talk.” he added, rushing to clarify, “but…I can’t…we can’t…I just…” He trailed off, and suddenly the rest of the room seemed to hold its breath.
Chan stepped a little closer to the group, carefully watching Felix without interrupting. “We… we’ve been feeling something,” he said slowly, deliberately. “All of us. And it’s been growing, and we can’t ignore it anymore.” Your stomach flipped again. You weren’t sure if you were hearing right, or imagining the layers of attention threading through the air around you.
Hyunjin leaned forward, pencil hovering midair. “Every time you laugh, every time you frown, every little gesture…it affects me. Us.” Minho smirked, arms crossed, still leaning against the wall. “We’ve all been pretending to be casual. But it’s not casual. Not anymore. Not with you here.” Han flopped dramatically onto the couch, one hand thrown behind his head. “It’s sooo obvious.” he said, voice playful but serious. “We’re…all whipped. And it’s driving us crazyy.”
Changbin stepped slightly closer, adjusting the plate of snacks he’d been holding, though you could tell it was more for composure than need. “We’re really into you.” he said simply, not loudly, but firmly, eyes steady. Jeongin bounced around the room, grinning. “I told you!” he exclaimed, and then caught himself, softening into a laugh. “Okay, maybe not like that but uhm yeah, we all like you. A lot.”
And then Felix, finally gathering the courage, extended his hand toward yours, hovering carefully. “Sunny… we like you. All of us. And we…we can’t hide it anymore.” The room shifted. It wasn’t chaos, exactly. It wasn’t overwhelming.
Chan’s hand brushed yours next, lingering just long enough to ground you. Hyunjin’s gaze softened, following every reaction you made. Lee Know subtly shifted closer, protective yet non-intrusive. Han’s playful grin was tempered with awareness, Seungmin’s steady composure was reassuring, Changbin hovered near with pride, Jeongin’s bouncing movements reflected pure joy. And all the while, Felix’s nervous fingers finally met yours fully, warmth and excitement coursing through both of you.
You swallowed, chest tight, heart racing, the full weight of their devotion washing over you. Eight boys, all gentle, all deliberate, all wholly devoted. And the realization hit you: they were completely, utterly, irrevocably whipped for you.
And for the first time, standing in the middle of their collective attention, you realized…you belonged here. All of you, tangled in this chaos, and you were ready to let it unfold.
Chan’s gaze shifted as he leaned just a fraction closer, careful not to invade your space. “Are you okay?” he asked quietly, voice low, steady, almost protective. “You…seem tense.” “I-I’m fine,” you stammered, but your stomach fluttered at the intensity of his attention. Hyunjin’s sketchbook was forgotten on the floor, his pencil tapping lightly against the page. “We just want to make sure you’re seeing us as we are.” he murmured, not meeting your eyes at first. Then he did, and the softness there made your heart twist. “We can’t hide it anymore. Any of it.”
Felix's breath hitched slightly. “Y/N… we like you. All of us. And… we can’t hide it anymore.” You swallowed again, chest tight. You realized: they weren’t just teasing, flirting, or being affectionate, they were showing you, piece by piece, how much they cared. All of them. Each in their own way. And slowly, carefully, the weight of their devotion began to sink in. Your lips parted, unsure what to say.
Felix’s hand was still holding yours, trembling slightly, but warm. Chan was leaning just a fraction closer, Hyunjin’s pencil forgotten entirely, Lee Know’s posture relaxed but protective, Han’s grin softer, Seungmin’s steady gaze unblinking, Changbin hovering like a silent sentinel, and Jeongin bouncing lightly, eyes sparkling with excitement.
You swallowed, heart racing. “I…” you started, but the words got caught in your throat. Felix’s thumb brushed yours gently, grounding you. “It’s okay.” he whispered, voice low and steady. “Take your time.”
And you did. You looked at them, one by one, noticing everything: the tiny quirks you loved, the subtle gestures you’d already felt, the nervous anticipation threaded through each movement. Eight boys, all patient, waiting for you to make the first move in your own way. “I-I don’t even know what to say.” you admitted softly, voice trembling. “It’s a lot…all of you, caring like this…”
Chan stepped forward a fraction, careful not to crowd you, but close enough that you could feel the warmth of his presence. “Y/N, it’s okay. We don’t need words. We just…” He paused, then smiled softly, “We just want you to know how we feel. And we want you to feel safe with us.” Hyunjin added, voice quiet but firm, “We don’t expect you to jump in all at once. We hope you’ll let yourself be here with us.”
Lee Know leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed, smirk tugging at his lips. “We’re not going anywhere. And neither are we going to pressure you. Just be with us.”
Felix’s thumb traced patterns on your hand, heart practically echoing through his touch. “Sunny…if you’re willing…if you feel the same way, even a little, then we’ll follow you, always.”
Your chest tightened so much it hurt. You swallowed again, looked at each of them, and felt it every heartbeat, every subtle movement, every small gesture of care. Eight hearts had been waiting for you to realize it, and now… it was your turn. “I…” you began, breath shaky. You let your fingers thread through theirs, feeling the warmth, the pulse, the presence of each boy surrounding you. “I-I want to be with all of you.”
A collective exhale rippled through the room. Chan’s lips curved into a relieved smile. Felix’s grin practically lit up the room, Hyunjin’s shoulders relaxed, Lee Know’s smirk softened into something fond, Han flopped dramatically with a shout of victory, Seungmin nodded once, approvingly calm, Changbin’s proud smile beamed, and Jeongin practically vibrated with joy.
You exhaled, leaning back slightly, letting the weight of it all settle around you. “Okay...” you whispered, barely audible over the soft hum of contentment. “I’m all yours.”
And in that moment, the apartment felt impossibly alive, wrapped in laughter, gentle chaos, and devotion. Eight hearts, one more, finally in harmony with your own.
oh, no!! i hope that passes soon! i ordered the hop album. it’s one of the ones currently lost in the mail. hmmmm. is it saved in your drafts? have you tried coping it out and making it into a new post? i had my drafts lock on me a couple of times when i was still posting.
NO NOT LOST IN MAIL THATS THE WORST!! AND I HAVEN'T TRIED IT YET!!
