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[pretzelbin]

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25. “isn’t it obvious? i’m in love with you!”

33. “you’re in love with me?”

43. “it’s really taking everything in me not to kiss you right now.”

44. “i’m going to kiss you if you don’t stop me now.”

he is beautiful

male optional bias // word count: 1.5k words

genre: slight angst + fluff

“where are you going” you turned around as you heard his voice, you were so close to sneaking out that door. you knew having your best friend over for a sleepover last night was a bad idea the the minute you woke up this morning. how could you have forgotten that you have a date the next day? you stood there silent, trying to think of an excuse to get out of your own apartment but it dawned on you that going on dates was no crime but you didn’t know why you were so unwilling to admit it. was it because you still- never mind, you decided that you should just tell him the truth “on a date” you replied as muffled as you can. maybe you were just...embarrassed.. “on a what?” his eyes visibly grew bigger. you couldn’t tell if he was shocked or upset but you knew this was it. the day your best friend was going to make actual fun of you. “who’s the guy? do i know him?” he has now gotten up from the sofa and was slowly walking towards you.

“no, he’s just some guy i met the other day.”

“met where?”

“at the bar.” you didn’t know why you’ve gotten soft and felt so small all of a sudden, as if you’ve just gotten caught for something you shouldn’t have done..but its not like that.

“is he tall? how old is he? is he younger or older? do you even know what he does for a living? if he’s a good guy or not?” not that you notice it, but he was frowning in anger.

"i don’t and that’s the point of this date. to get to know each other better!” you were frustrated at this point, why is he being so nosy? this isn’t how your relationship with your best friend is. you were both happy go lucky people, very comfortable and at ease with each other but why was he suddenly being so upset at you?

“why are you even wasting your time?” his words made you angrier by the second. “wasting my time? aren’t you the one who is always complaining about how i bother you too much and i should just find a partner so you can be alone?” truth be told, half the time, you knew he was joking when he said you bothered him too much, you knew it couldn’t be true, after all, you’ve been best friends since you were kids, it must be a joke. but of course, we all have our insecurities, so sometimes you really wondered if you should just leave him alone.

“are you playing dumb or are you for real?” you can’t tell if you’ve had enough, or if your insecurities were eating at you or if you were just so angry and upset but this is it. you didn’t want to argue anymore, you don’t want to cry, especially not before your date.

the truth is, you were in love with him. no- not were, you are. you are still so deeply in love with him after all these years. you thought that if you went on this date, it would be easier for you to get over him. you know it’s not the right thing to do but what else were you going to do? you had to try something to ease you out of this misery. after all, all he saw you as is nothing more than the title of a best friend.

“i’m gonna go, i’m going to be late. i really don’t want to argue with you right now.” just as you were reaching for the handle of the door, your wrists were being pulled. cliché but not really, it wasn’t the cute, soft, gentle wrist pulling, instead, it was one that was rough and desperate. “can you just hear me out?!” you flinched slightly as his raised voice. you could tell he was frustrated but you weren’t sure what of. your tears were threatening to spill but you held it in.

“what do i even have to listen to? what do you even mean? it’s just a dinner, i don’t know what’s the big deal, why are you acting like this? you’re never like this. am i annoying you? did i do something wrong?”

“isn’t it obvious? i’m in love with you! i thought i made it clear by now, i thought you felt the same... i thought-”

“you’re in love with me?”

“what do you mean? didn’t you hear me-”

“i heard you. i heard you. but say it again.”

“i said i’m in love with you. i’m in love with you.”

you both stared at each other silently for awhile, not knowing what to say. “stop looking at my like that, it’s taking everything in me not to kiss you right now.” but you kept quiet, you were in a daze. you had so many questions you had no answer to in your head but you don’t know which to ask first, everything was so jumbled up in your head, it was messy, but you didn’t care, because at this very moment, he looked beautiful. he always did, but right now, he is more beautiful than all the times you’ve seen him. because right now, his hair is messily parted and there are beads of sweat on his forehead, though hard to notice, his lips are slightly trembling, his eyes were shifting, avoiding yours. he looks so beautiful at this very moment because he looked is nervous, he is nervous because of you.

“are you nervous?” you can’t help but smile at the fact that he is nervous because of you, or maybe it was the close distance between the two of you.

“is it obvious?”

“you’re shaking.”

“do you- are you-”

“am i in love with you too?” he simply nods at your question, cheeks turning red as if he’s gotten caught red handed for something. “yes i am.” and he sighed a sigh of relief.

“can i kiss you?” there were so many things going through your head that you might say the wrong things or do anything embarrassing so instead, you stayed quiet but he must have understood you because he followed it with “i’m going to kiss you if you don’t stop me now” he was leaning in slowly while watching you. he eyes flickered alternatively between your eyes and your lips and you did the same. you watched his lips carefully, he looked like he was going to say something but he stopped himself instead. “i’m not going to stop you.” you whispered, and before you could even take in another breath, you felt his lips on yours. it wasn’t slow nor gentle, on the contrary, it was rushed and rough, as if he was trying to tell you that he has been waiting forever for this to happen. you slightly parted your mouth, not too much but just enough for him to slip his tongue in. both tongues fought for dominance and his just won by a little. both your lips parted after awhile, gasping for some air. the kiss didn’t last for too long but it wasn’t a short one either.

neither of you had the courage to look into each other’s eyes. the silence slowly started to get awkward that you begin asking yourself if you should ask him the questions you had or if you should wait for another time, but instead, you asked “should we just forget what just happened?” but this time, you took the courage to look him in the eyes. “are you joking?” he looked almost as if he was....hurt. “i waited 2 and a half years to kiss you and you want me to forget about it? i can’t do that.”

“i..i meant for it to be like an icebreaker question, i didn’t think you’d take it so seriously... i’m sorry.” he simply smiled softly and patted the top of your head lightly. “don’t ever joke about things like that ever again, okay?” and you just nodded. “what are you doing?” he asked as he watched you pull out your phone. “don’t you think i should at least let my date know that i won’t be showing up?” “don’t call him your date... i don’t like that..” and this time it was your time to pat the top of his head softly, “mm, shall we watch a movie?” you asked as your hand reaches for his cheek brushing them delicately, as if he was made of glass. he slowly rested his face and cheek at the palm of your hand. “we’ll do that after you change out of your fancy clothes.”

[pretzelbin]

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*some of these are inspired from other prompt list and some of them are of my own.

i’ll keep adding onto the list on and off when i think of anything! i’m also considering writing smut but we’ll see about that ~

Angst + Fluff  (in no particular order)

“stay here tonight”

“please don’t go”

“don’t lie to me”

“can you pretend to love me for just one day?”

“are you hurt?”

“did i hurt you?”

“does it hurt?”

 “did i scare you?”

“i don’t think i can be alone with you tonight”

“don’t cry”

“yet after all this, i am still in love with you”

 “if i asked you to stay, would you?” 

“but no matter what i say, you won’t believe me, right?”

 “i’m not leaving.”

 “are you going to stop me?”

 “forget me.”

 “the thought of losing you scares me.”

 “i’m surprised you came.”

 “i’d be lying if I said I didn’t love you.”

 “i’m begging you, please don’t go.”

 “you’re more than just a one night stand.”

 “why can’t I stop thinking about you?”

 “I’m not okay if you’re not okay.”

 “i’m in love with my best friend.”

 “i’sn’t it obvious? I’m in love with you!”

 “please tell me you feel the same.”

 “i won't let anything bad happen to you.”

 “are you drunk?

“how much did you drink?”

 “will you still remember what you said to me in the morning?”

“i’m not that drunk!”

 “tell me this when you’re sober.”

 “you’re in love with me?”

  “i swear, there is nothing going on between us!”

  “you don’t mean that.”

 “i wanted to know if you were okay.”

 “stop being so difficult!”

 “how much did you drink?”

 “will you still remember what you said to me in the morning?”

 “please let me walk you home” 

 “are you flirting with me?” “and what would you do if i said yes?”

 “i miissed being with you like this”

“it’s really taking everything in me not to kiss you right now”

 “i’m going to kiss you if you don’t stop me now”

 “you must really be in love with me huh?” “what?”

 “because i love you!”

 “are you going to kiss me?”

 “why are you awake?”

 “i’m worried about you”

 “you're hurt, just let me help you”

 “give me attention”

 “are you….jealous?”

 “we’re not just friends and you fucking know it”

 “stop being upset at me, i just want to hug you”

 “please just be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.”

 “don’t give me false hope.”

 “i think i’m in love with you, and that scares the shit out of me”

“ can you pretend to be my partner for dinner?”

  “you taste so sweet”

“i’ll kiss every inch of your body”

“i’m not made of glass. You won't break me.”

 “where do you think you’re going”

 “stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not.”

 “why are you so nice to me?”

“its 3am, why are you here?”

 “i had a bad dream”

 “i have a confession to make…”

“can’t we just hug this out?”

“if you’re gonna do that you can leave.”

“just because i love you”

 “my shirt is literally swallowing you whole.”

[pretzelbin]

i’ll never admit i love you (pt.1’s filler chapter)

chapter 1 here

this is just a little filler chapter from pt1 as im having a writer’s block :(

moonbin x reader // friends with benefits // 665 words

“i’ll call you.” bin said as he stood at the frame of your main door, “no. don’t call me if it isn’t for sex or if it’s to hang out with the other guys” bin hated to admit it but he can’t deny that it did hurt his feelings every time you draw the line after an intimate session, or was it only intimate for him? “i meant for friday night’s dinner. i’ll call you..” he trailed off slightly disappointed but trying his best to not make it obvious, which worked since you did not notice anything off. “right….friday night…” you brushed it off slightly embarrassed. “thanks for today though” you added just as bin was putting on his shoes at your doorstep. “it’s fine” he said as he looked up with a smile, the same smile that kept you up for days and nights on end. “well, i’ll get going then.” he said as he turned around. you didn’t respond but instead, you merely watched as his back view slowly disappeared into the night view then closed your door gently.

you walked back into your bedroom as you felt the tiredness over your body, weighing you down. “why did that fool get a mini fridge? that’s a really odd gift for someone” you thought to yourself. “did you open the fridge? I made sure to get the fridge in mint green, your favourite.” you suddenly recalled what bin said to your earlier when you questioned him about the new mint green mini fridge in your bedroom. “should i open the fridge?” you sang to yourself in a soft tone. you opened the fridge what was inside it took you by surprise. roses...white roses… he filled the entire mini fridge in white roses.. amidst the white roses, was a blue card that said “i just thought the fridge looked a little empty. i didn’t know what to get you so i got you roses instead. i hope you like the roses, i think they’re beautiful, just like you.” you can’t deny that this didn’t make your heart skip a beat. you were having an internal debate on if you should call or text bin to thank him for the flowers and the fridge. is it weird if you called? would it be too much? but if you texted instead, would it seem too insincere? or should you just leave it and be cold hearted? but that will seem rude and hurt his feelings… but why would it? would it though?.... after what seems like an eternity when it was in fact 10 minutes in the passing, you  decided to call bin instead of the other 2 options. you decided that it was okay to seem a little too much once in a while, to let him know that you cared and appreciate his efforts as well. you were sure bin would appreciate you appreciating his efforts as well. 

[you - italics, bin - bold + italics]

“bin ah”

“hmm? i thought you said not to call you? why are you calling me first?” you heard his soft laugh at the end of the line 

“thank you” you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face

“what for?”

“for the mini fridge, for the flowers, for remembering the things i said, for everything” 

“bin?”

“hmm?”

“why aren’t you saying anything?”

“i don’t know what to say”

“why don’t you know what to say?”

“just because…no reason”

you chucked, “i read your note...you think i’m beautiful?”

“why are you surprised? i always think you’re beautiful.”

“stop that”

“stop what? i’m just being honest.”

you fell silent.

“just accept it”

“accept what?”

“my compliment. just accept it and say thank you.”

“yes sir, thank you” you said with a light laugh and he returned the laugh as well.

“alright well, you should go to bed now, you’ve had a long day. you must be tired. i’ll call you tomorrow- for friday”  he made sure not to forget the last part.

“goodnight, bin.”

“goodnight.”

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i’ll never admit i love you

chapter 1 filler chapter here 

moonbin x read // friends with benefits // 1.4k words

tw: no smut as of now but might contain smut in part2

summary: “why did we make promises we both can’t keep? what if we end up hurting each other?” you asked while trying to calm yourself down and stable your breathing. “do you want to try and see if we get hurt eventually but with the possibility of being happy with each other or do you want to  walk away right now and deem us unfit for each other and hurt now?” he replied as his eyes  shone. not from any excitement but from the tears he was holding back

a/n: hello!!! this is my first fic & also my first ever post on tumblr so i hope it goes well? im not really sure...but u can always send me requests etc if u have any!! 😋

“bin, why did you get me a mini fridge for my bedroom?” you asked as you noticed only when you turned to the other side of the bed. It was another one of those nights where you had bin over for movie nights (yet again). “why do you think it was me who bought you the fridge?” he asked as while he was trying to hide his shy smile, but of course, you never fail to catch his smile. “well aside from my brother and sanha, no one else really ever comes over, bin. you’re the only one who ever really stays over too.. maybe sanha on some nights but….” It was a fact that you weren’t really close with anyone else other than your best friend sanha, who also happened to be the one who introduced you to bin in college. “sanha stays over some nights?” he asked slightly taken aback. “yes of course! he’s my best friend!” of course bin knows that sanha is your best friend, after all, he only got to know you through sanha that one time when sanha was supposed to be having a movie night with the boys but forgot about it and was out with you for some donuts that you were craving that day. the boys had asked sanha to invite you over for the said movie night and of course, a lot has changed since then. not only do you have 5 other boys you call your close friends now, you now also have someone to take your sexual frustrations out on; bin.

“of course i know he's your best friend... i just thought..." bin starts but trails off. "thought what?" you questioned further. he couldn’t answer you either, he doesn’t know either. “did you open the fridge? I made sure to get the fridge in mint green, your favourite.” he said shyly, hoping you wouldn’t catch on but you always do. “bin, I’ve never seen anyone get someone a mini fridge as a gift.” you said as you lightly laughed, thinking about how usually people get gifts like food or flowers or something small and simple but no way was your relationship with bin like that and by that I mean you two weren’t dating. what exactly is your relationship with bin? to be honest, you’re not sure either. to put it bluntly, you’re just 2 friends with good chemistry who have sex with each other but you’re not exclusive so I guess that’s what others call “friends with benefits”

“we’re not supposed to be hanging out like this” you whisper to bin softly but just enough for you to hear him. “we always break the rules anyways” he replied. in case you were wondering, there were rules that you and bin tried to implement when you both first started out this friends with benefits things. one of the rules being one on one hangout sessions are strictly off limits. and yet, bin was laying here in your bed, not for sex but simply for a movie night. although the name for your relationship is friends with benefits, you can’t help but just think that if it weren’t for the sex then bin would probably never be friends with you. but let’s be clear, it was not because you want to be close to bin or because you wanted to be his friend but more so you were single and needed someone to take your sexual frustrations on. “but let’s not break the first rule” you said to bin. the first rule? the “no falling in love” rule of course. a classic, must have in every friends with benefits rule, a basic terms and conditions if you will.

“speaking of which, are you free on friday night?” you asked sitting up as you take another sip of the iced coffee bin had made. “what happened to the no falling in love rule? are you asking me out now?” you can tell he was joking by the tone of his voice but you can’t help but ponder over it. “don’t be silly, I’d never fall in love with you.” you catch bin’s face slightly falter but you brush it off. he was always joking about this topic and you don’t know if you should take him seriously or not. “so why do you need me on friday night? sex?” he was so straightforward sometimes that it catches you off guard. “well…we can do that afterwards but.. my family is coming over for a visit again so I was wondering if you could play my boyfriend for 2 hours” you ask with puppy eyes knowing he can’t resist them because they work every single time. “again? when are you going to find a real boyfriend?” he asked in a tone that was in exaggerated disbelief. “you want to get rid of me already?” you joked back. “don’t be silly. I’d never fall in love with you” he copied you, word for word. “so is that a yes for friday night?” he smiled a small smile before responding with a soft “yes” that you already know he was going to give. family genuinely thinks that bin is your boyfriend because how could you break it to them that bin was just a friend you have sex with? it was partly your fault for dragging bin into this thing where he had to pretend to be your boyfriend in front of your family because they were visiting one day but of course….you forgot. you were both in the middle of having sex when your mom starts ringing your doorbell which you unfortunately did not hear so she used the passcode. needless to say the entire thing was a mess… your parents walked in on their own daughter having sex…not a very pretty sight. there was nowhere for bin to possibly hide that night so you could only introduce him as your boyfriend because what else could you have said?

“I’m sorry” you blurted out thinking back on all this. you can’t help but feel some sort of guilt because you feel like you’re always taking up bin’s time. “what for?” bin asked in a quiet voice, seeming to sense something was off and different from your previous joking tone now being switched to serious. “for making you do this.. I should have told my parents the truth that night but I didn’t…you know you really don’t have to pretend to be my boyfriend. I could just say you’re busy or that we broke up? you don’t have to – “ this point you were starting to ramble because you were starting to overthink it. bin cuts you off, “it’s just dinner. don’t think too much, it’s okay, I enjoy time with you and your family.” he said softly in a warm tone as he pull you closer to him and attaching his lips to your forehead while holding both your hands in his. “are you sure?” you asked again to make sure, but you saw the look in his eyes. they were sincere. but of course, bin reassures you. “yes I’m sure.”

“come on, let me run you a bath.” bin said as he tried to standing up but you held him by his waist, stopping him. “let’s just stay here for a little while more like this.” you’ll never admit it to anyone, even yourself but the truth is that you’re in love with him. sanha is probably the only one who knows but he never forces you to admit it or talk about it because he believes you will when you are ready. after all, the reason for this friends with benefits thing is because you believe you don’t have the capability to love someone else, or you’re just afraid to and you’re not ready. bin simply lays back in bed, with you lying on the left of his arm while stroking your hair softly with the other, both your arms hugging at his waist pulling him closer. his steady heartbeat calming you down as you let out a sigh of relief, thankful to have what you have right now. “are you okay?” bin questioned after hearing your sigh, the hands that were stroking your hair before has now come to a halt and is now caressing your face, his thumb running over your cheek. “mm” you hummed back and bin doesn’t ask any further, instead, he continues to alternate between stroking your hair and caressing your cheek, hoping to make you feel better. although you and bin were close, it has never gotten to the point where you would talk about your feelings or any struggles you were going through.