#2pm fluff

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2PM: How They'd Seduce You For Valentine's Day (NSFW)

This contains NSFW content. Do not engage in my works if you are underage. Read to your own discretion.

Pairing: 2PM x gn!reader Warnings: gn!reader, minor mentions of alcohol, descriptions of dates/dating, spicy implications but nothing graphic, mentions of lingerie, cheesy romantic things Genre: Implied Smut (nothing graphic but nsfw just in case), headcanon WC: 1055

A/N: Happy Valentine's Day babes! I managed to get this one done and ready for today. Regular posts will start again in a few weeks!

Jun.K

This man is all about the wine & dine. He’ll encourage you to wear your favorite outfit that you feel comfortable in and keep you on his arm as he escorts you into a fancy restaurant. One of the best tables in the house, reserved for two. Only the finest quality of food will do. He’ll even order for you, if you’ll let him. None of this is to imply a flashy lifestyle or spoiled spending. But for just one night, you guys can spare it.

The rest of the night after dinner is your choice. Wanna go dancing? See a show? Take a stroll in the park? He’s prepared to go lengths for you. By the time you get home, you’re so giddy from how magical the night felt, you’re ready to jump his bones as soon as you walk over the threshold. But of course, he’ll guide you to the bedroom first.

Nichkhun

I just imagine a soft, casual, cute café date. Forget seduction, he’ll just make you fall in love with him all over again. He’s so gentle with you, pays attention to everything you say, wants you to just enjoy yourself during your romantic day. I think he’d be the one who would openly love wearing matching outfits with you. With your busy lives, your soft outing would be spent with a lot of conversation. Just catch up stuff that you didn’t get a chance to tell each other or new things going on with your families.

You can bet there’ll be a lot of couch cuddling at home. Maybe even some cheesy rom com or a romantic drama. Back hugging. Lots of that. That’s how it starts. Then he starts playing with your fingers while his arms are wrapped around you. You stop paying attention to the movie when he drops his face into your shoulder and starts pressing small kisses along the back of your neck. When you kiss, you already can tell it’s going to be a passionate night.

Taecyeon

Whether intended to be a seduction tactic or just wanting to spoil you, he takes you shopping for all those Valentine’s sales. Any store you wanna hit up, his credit card is ready. Even if you’re the type to not really like shopping (like me), indulge him. He wants to spoil you for once. But rest assured that any clothing store you go into, he’ll pick out at least one lingerie set for you to try on. He won’t ask to join you in the dressing room, he’s a gentleman. He’ll just ask for pictures so he can see how well the sets fit.

Because if you like it enough and feel comfortable, he knows he’ll see it at home eventually. In fact, you’ll walk out of the store together and he can just see the bra strap to the set he picked out for you peeking from under your shirt. The smirk he wears on his face is obvious when he realizes you’re trying to seduce him instead. It takes everything in him to not take you back home right away. Your new spicy underwear may or may not survive its first night.

Wooyoung

Flirty touches. Throughout the day he’ll run his fingers over your shoulder, knee, waist, etc. It’s so feather light you’d sometimes think you were imagining it. He would show no indication that he’s doing it on purpose, and he won’t acknowledge that he knew he was working you up. Especially if you’re around friends or in public. He’ll feign ignorance. But two can play at that game.

He enticed you, so it’s only fair that you fight fire with fire. The occasional hand on his thigh or the every so often way you kiss just below his jaw, it’ll have his throat going dry all day. You guys are so physically flirty in the most subtle of ways. It builds up to the point where you guys are barely over the threshold of your home before you’re jumping each other’s bones. He just manages to close and lock the front door so he can carry you into the bedroom. And yes, you two are locked at the lips by this point.

Junho

Pampers the absolute hell out of you. It’s been a while since he gave you a massage. He’ll make it full body. He’ll run to the store the night before and stock up on your favorite foods, snacks and drinks. He wants you all to himself for Valentine’s Day. You’ll have a nice in home date, watching your favorite movies, having the nice dinner you both cooked up together. And just as you’re finishing dessert, he’ll hand you a nicely wrapped box before leaving to go clean up the kitchen.

Whatever your preferred jewelry: necklace, bracelet, ring, earring, whatever. He got you one. It’s nothing super fancy or expensive, but it’s you. And it’s gorgeous. So you put it on and sneak up behind him while he’s washing dishes. He’s surprised when you suddenly slide your hands underneath his shirt and hug him from behind, but he welcomes it. His plan worked. Not that he needed one. But execution aside, it’s nice to indulge in the lavish lifestyle for a bit before he leads you to bed.

Chansung

With him being married and a father now, I’ll make this one fairly short for those of you who might feel uncomfortable reading stuff about him.

All he needs to do to seduce you is the same thing he does every day. Be the sweet, caring man that he is. He splits the chores with you, helps run the errands even with his busy idol life, and sends you texts throughout the day to check in with you. After you both have a long day, it’d be nice to come home and spend a nice Valentine’s Day dinner together.

Also, he would totally be the one to look at your Amazon wishlist or something and buy the most expensive item on it as a gift. It could be something classic like clothes or jewelry, or it could be something unorthodox like a piece of kitchenware you found. It’s the little home things. And it’s more than enough to get you comfortable under the sheets.

[sailorjisunq]

해야, 햐야, 해야

[blu-joons]

Late Night Cuddles ~ Lee Junho

Your footsteps were sloppy as you walked through the apartment, noticing Junho laid out on the sofa. He could barely keep his eyes awake as he looked across to finally see you walking in, smiling weakly as he placed his phone down beside him on the sofa.

You had no recollection of how late it was, as you slipped your shoes off, noticing Junho sitting himself up slowly, stretching his legs out from the many hours he’d spent on the sofa.

Just as he sat up, you sat down, letting go of a heavy groan as soon as you felt yourself hit the comfort of the sofa cushion. To say you were knackered was an understatement, your body felt as if it was running on empty, which Junho quickly realised.

Yet another late shift, and yet another late arrival back home.

Tonight, seemed different as he studied you though, watching as your hands nervously ran through your hair, shaking from the lack of energy that you seemed to have.

Watching you broke Junho’s heart, he’d watched you come home several times over the past few weeks, but this one finally seemed to be the one that broke you as he wrapped his arms around your frame and pulled you down to lay across the sofa.

“I’m sorry that I kept you waiting,” you told him as Junho laid your head down to rest against his chest, running his hand along your arm.

His head shook back across to you, he was prepared to wait up all night long if he needed to, to make sure that you were safe. Even if you didn’t want to talk, which seemed to happen most nights, he would still be there for you.

“You don’t need to apologise,” Junho assured you in a calming whisper, “I know that you’ve had a hectic few days, you were needed at work, and that’s alright.”

More than anything you didn’t want to be needed at work, you wanted to be left alone and allowed to leave work at a reasonable time. You wanted to be able to come home and talk to Junho rather than immediately bail on him for bed.

For some reason though, he seemed to understand. He didn’t get angry or frustrated at the lack of time that he seemed to have for you, instead he just took care of you like he always did and made sure that you were looked after for the limited time that you had at home.

“I’m sorry that we’re having to be like this right now,” you whispered across to Junho.

As you tilted your head back, he brought his down to be able to meet your tired eyes. He didn’t want to listen to you apologise, and he definitely didn’t want for you to feel bad about what was happening, it was out of your control, which Junho understood.

“You shouldn’t have to stay up until one or two in the morning to look after me,” you told Junho as he tightened his arm around your frame, “you need to go to bed at a good time too, I’m not the only one that works.”

A soft kiss was pressed to the top of your head so that Junho could silence you momentarily. “I always have time for you, even if it’s two in the morning. There’s no way that I could leave you alone right now.”

You smiled anxiously back across at him, “you should be asleep though, you said earlier that you were starting to shoot today, that must have been exhausted.”

Whilst admittedly, the shoot for his new drama had taken it out on Junho for the day, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep without having you home anyway. However long he’d have to wait, he’d do it, just to see your face.

“I’m not the priority right now Y/N, you are.”

“I shouldn’t be your priority this late.”

“You’re always my priority,” Junho assured you, continuing to keep the encouraging smile on his face. “It’s obvious how exhausted you are, even if you keep wanting to pretend that you’re fine. I know you feel like you’re burdening me, but you’re not, I promise you. I want for you to be alright, that’s the only thing that matters to me.”

Your head nodded as Junho spoke, as ever there was a clear sincerity in his voice that meant you absolutely believed every word that he said to you.

His hold on you was strong too, cuddling up to you tightly to make sure that you knew that you weren’t alone. He always seemed to have the right answers when it came to looking after you, even at such a terrible hour of the day.

“I’m so tired,” you whispered across to Junho, “what did I do to end up like this?”

“You didn’t do anything,” Junho smiled, struggling to know what the best thing to say was.

As much as he knew that you were working late because the people at work trusted you and knew you were capable, seeing that being to wear you down suddenly flipped everything around for Junho, he didn’t want to see you tire.

“Why don’t we head up to bed soon so you can get some sleep?” Junho asked you, “I’ll even carry you up if you’re tired, as long as you stay on cat watch for me.”

“That was pretty funny when you tripped over one of them last week.”

His head shook back across at you, with a tinge of pain still in his back from where Johnny had tripped him as he sleepily made his way up the stairs.

“You can walk up,” Junho joked as he slowly tried to sit you up, keeping his arms around your frame to make standing up with you in his hold much easier. “The sooner you get to bed the better, otherwise you’ll crash on the sofa.”

Your head nodded in agreement with him as you stayed clinging to Junho, not wanting for any distance to get between the two of you.

“I hate seeing you so tired,” Junho hummed as he stood up, carrying you still in his hold with your legs wrapped around his waist. “I wish that sometimes they would go easier on you, take better care of you.”

“Luckily for me I get to come home and be taken care of by you though,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to Junho’s cheek, “even if no one else in the world looks after me, I know that I can always count on you to be there for me.”

“Absolutely, no matter the time, the place, or anything else,” he promised.

Your head nodded back to Junho, knowing that he would be there for all of those situations, always making time for you as he promised time and time again.

“We’ll get you wrapped up nice and cosy in no time,” Junho promised you as he got you up the stairs and into your bedroom, slowly opening the door into the room and placing you down on the bed carefully to stretch out.

“I’ve missed this place so much; our bed is the best.”

A chuckle came from Junho as for once you seemed comfortable again. The weight of the world lifted as soon as you curled up in bed, waiting for Junho to slide under the duvet and cuddle himself up to you again.

“Our bed, with the two of us is my favourite place too.”

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[rose-likesto-write]

Autumn leaves..

Pairing: Lee Junho x Fem reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, maybe suggestive?

AU!: Rival to lovers trope; Supritendent of police, forensic psychologist

Warning (s): swears, mentions of murder, serial killer, victims

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.2 K

A/N: Hey, everyone.. I am back with 2pm fanfics. This is gonna be a Three-shot scenario as requested by my dear anon. Please, it's a small request to kindly give your feedback. It means alot ❤️

Sorry for grammatical mistakes.. 😭

Summary: "Now, I realised that as much as most of us call fairy tales as overrated and exaggerated versions but somewhere and somehow even we wish to have for own selves, for us to remember and for us to tell.. It happened with me as well but by the time I started hoping for one, I didn't realise that it might not be the type of ending I wished but I still didn't wanna give up"

"Wow, Mr Lee that's an amazing write up and I can't wait for the book to be published and read it but please, excuse my curiosity but there is more to it right? As in it feels this is actually from your own perspective like from your life experience or something?"

"Ofcourse, it is dear Lia but wait for the right time though."

Chapter-1 Hate You

“Good Morning Mr Lee, here are some of the updates for the morning that would take you in for a mini ride .”

“I really hope these updates are of some worth; considering how they are the usuals, just about the records being sent to other concerned authorities and receiving back the replies”, said the tall black haired guy to his colleague whose name was Taecyeon. “Well, that's the basic going on but anyways, we have got confirmation from the head to lead an extensive research team and also to set the camps around the scenes where crime has taken pla-

“Woah, how did the Sun rise from the west! Anymore updates?”

“There is something peculiar pattern found in all the victims’ bodies and as well as the background they come from but t-” 

At this point the black haired guy frustratedly pulled his hair. “But what Tae?” 

Taecyeon took a deep breath before continuing, “The head has requested the national forensics department to join our investigation under the leadership of Dr Kim.”

“No, man!! They are those typical b-

A knock came on the door before Taecyeon called the person inside “Excuse me sirs, but Chief Superintendent General sir is calling you both”

“Thank you officer San! You may leave but keep me updated about the Giva case.” 

“I will sir and as of now, a small inquiry team has been set up” officer San said before saluting the two officers and leaving the premises.

A firm knock was placed on the door before a ‘faint come in’ was heard. “Sir, you called us?”

“Yes, I did. Junho and Taecyeon have a seat. So, the sudden rise in crime has shocked not only the whole country but globally there is a spread of fear and worry. From, what we expected to be a cold blooded murder as a part of the revenge or vengenance,there is a lot more to it and by now Taecyeon might have told you by looking at the patterns, the victims’ backgrounds and how they are possibly linked to the area 71 and abandoned streets of Seoul and Busan. Its just not a coincidence; there is more to it from what we believe. Therefore, the division has taken the decision to include the forensics team under the lead of Dr Kim. I hope you will cooperate with each other. Any further questions?”

“No sir” The voices were heard in unison. “Good, you may leave and Dr Kim will be joining from tomorrow.” The Chief Superintendent General said before dismissing the young men.

“You don’t seem that happy when you heard about Dr Kim, is everything okay?” Taecyeon placed his hand over Junho’s shoulder.

“Its not Dr Kim but one of his team member. Dr Y/N, she is the reason why I am frustrated, as my headache now will turn into migraine and as much as I wanna avoid her but she somehow comes back into my life.”

“Is she that bad?” Taecyeon asked while raising one of his eyebrows. “I mean, I don’t know what actually happened and now we literally loathe each other’s presence at least she does.”

“What about you?”

“I also don’t like her presence-

“There is a difference between not liking and loathing someone and their presence. Anyways, I will find solutions for you, okay?” Taecyeon said before hugging him.

“Y/N, did you hear the news?” Jennie asked with a bored look. “What news Jen?”

“We have to work under Dr Kim on the new rise of mystery murders by the serial killer along with the national police.”

“You gotta be kidding me. No? Why?” Y/N said with a worried look. “Why are you so worried and upset? Scared that the serial killer might come and be like surpri-

“Oh shut up!!! T-thats not the case.”

“Then?”

“Him?’

“Him who? Oh wait! Are you sure that he is still in there?” she said with a surprised look.

“Yes, I have seen his pictures with Tae.” Y/N said with a slight pout.

“Y/N, its been ages!! You two can’t act like this! What was the actual reason for it though for what happened between you and Junho” Jennie with a disappointed look.

Y/N sighed deeply before speaking , “It had been way back to high school. We were acquaintances or maybe friends but some misunderstandings happened and there was no clarity but at the same time I didn’t wanna confront him, considering how his friend circle was. We were at each other’s throat and still are. Just looking at him, I still get furious but sometimes I feel is it valid? And his actions justify my emotions for him, anyway we need to get ready for the meeting.”

“Then, why did you act like you didn’t hear the news? Because you wanted to talk about him, huh?” Jennie smirked which earned her a smack. “Ouch, it hurts!” she whined. “I mean, its you we are talking about. The way you present stuff is great.” You said with a small smile before rubbing her shoulder where you smacked.

“So, guys this is our new home till the investigation gets completed. Please try to make your acquaintances while me and Chief Superintendent General will have a minute’s talk.” Dr Kim said and with that he went out for a short conversation.

Throughout the little interaction glares and hot stares were exchanged with little venom dripping through sharp responses.

“We met again Y/N. Hopefully, you won’t be as much as the pain you were before.`` Junho said as he put his hand forward.

“As much as you might be kinda happy to trouble me but I am not in the mood. So, if you wanna save yourself from a prescription of heavy doses of painkillers and consultation with a doctor, STAY AWAY FROM ME!” You sad with a stern look while shaking his hand.

“Didn’t knew that this little ant would be so brave.” He said with a small smirk.

“Well, I think you forgot that as much as an elephant might harm the ant with its power but a small movement and bite is enough for the elephant to surrender. I hate you Lee Junho”

“Likewise Y/N”

With that the two of you went back to your colleagues and started the discussion of this new coming challenge.

[dontflailmenow]

Work? Who's That? I Don't Know Her.

pairing: junho x reader

genre: fluffffffffff. like give you a toothache fluff

warnings: pfft, none. except reader might need a new job if they make a habit of this

inspired by this photo which is 🥰🥰

You’re not a morning person. Never have been. So forcing yourself to get up and actually out of bed when the alarm goes off in the morning - no matter whether it’s to a song, birdsong, or that annoying default tone on your phone - has always and continues to be a struggle.

Except, these days it’s even worse.

As you curse under your breath and hit the snooze button, you feel an arm wrap around your waist, drawing you back against the solid form of your boyfriend, who is now pressed against you from shoulders down. Instinctively, your arm comes up to cover his, hand finding his and lacing your fingers together. All of that first-thing-in-the-morning grumpiness just… floats away as you let yourself settle into the embrace.

This is why you have almost been late to work three times in the past week. Okay, so you have actually been late two of those three times, but who’s counting?

“Mm, good morning, beautiful,” comes his sleep-thickened voice and you can’t fight the happy sigh it elicits.

“Is it?” you say with a (not entirely) feigned pout, drawing his arm more tightly around you, pulling him even closer.

You hear a soft, sleepy chuckle, then he’s nuzzling against your nape, lips finding an exposed spot on your shoulder and pressing a gentle kiss there. “I get to wake up with you in my arms, so yeah,” he says and the warmth in his voice washes over you. “I’d say it’s a pretty good morning.”

Now you’re just whining, but your words come out half on a laugh as well. “Junho! You can’t say stuff like that!” Turning in his arms so you can face him and hook one of your arms around his torso, you bury your face against his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breaths and hearing the steady thump-thump of his heart beating beneath your cheek. “All I wanna do is stay here in your arms all day.”

Junho slides an arm under you as well, bringing you into a full embrace and stroking a hand through your hair. “So stay here in my arms all day,” he says so matter-of-factly.

You draw your head back just enough to meet his gaze, feeling all melty inside, and grin. “I should, shouldn’t I? I mean, what’s PTO for if not to use, righ–” Your words get cut off with a giggle because his expression is fully mischievous and he’s turning with you, you on your back as he reaches over you to grab your cell phone.

“You wanna call your boss and let her know or should I?”

Another happy laugh and you’re taking it from him, shaking your head. “I’ll do it, you goof.”

And you do call your boss.

And you get to spend the day snuggling up with your favorite person.

[arosesstorm]

truth essay ; Jang Wooyoung 

words count: it's a short one

fem reader! x Jang Wooyoung

warning: soft, school romance yey

summary: when that essay was assigned to y/n, she promised herself Wooyoung never should have read it, ever.

English is not my first language loves, trying my best, enjoy :)

"What’s that essay about?" 

"Ah! If you think I’m gonna tell you what I wrote you must be mad!" 

The strong scent of coffee was playing with her nostrils as the boy got up with an annoyed look on his face, got around the table and fell ungraciously in the seat beside her.

"Why do you always have to be so stubborn?" The boy asked, his index knocking on her temple. 

"Yah!" She protested, turning to look at him "leave me alone".

"What? You’re becoming cocky too?" Wooyoung’s eyes were so open in shock y/n thought he might have dropped them on the floor if he hadn’t been cautious enough. 

The coffe shop were the two were hiding was full of people, hustle and bustle filling their ears. 

"I don’t want you to read it Wooyoung" the girl exclaimed exhausted, sighing loudly. 

"Why?" The boy couldn’t help but ask, his eyes suddenly sharp "is there something I shouldn’t know about?" He suggested. 

Y/n’s cheeks getting redder by the second, as the boy stretched his neck, eyes peeking over to the paper sheet in the girl’s hand but y/n was quick to hide it away. 

"Ah! Really!" Wooyoung looked a lot like a spoiled kid now, his eyes as slim as those of a leaf, his cheeks flustered as his hands were clinched in fists. 

Y/n couldn’t help but laugh softly. 

"What was the title anyway?" The boy asked as he looked her way, more annoyed than ever. 

Y/n smiled softly as she got closer to the student’s face. 

Wooyoung’s cheeks were burning too now as he looked at her expectantly, "I" y/n said, her voice coming out so low Wooyoung wondered if he was imagining it; "won’t tell you". 

She fell back into her seat, a pretty giggle on her lips as Wooyoung now didn’t only feel flustered, but embarrassed too. 

"What a brat!" He spat as he got up from his seat, his eyes full of disdain as he made his way to collect his things and leave. 

Y/n was so proud of her previous teasing that she let her guard down; Wooyoung in a desperate move flew forward, his hand grasping the paper in her hands as he snatched it away, a victorious grin on his face. 

"Wooyoung!" y/n got up quickly, her heart exploding in her chest as she tried to reach for the paper back. 

But the boy was mischievous enough to make her suffer as he read a word every few seconds, not forgetting to glance back at the girl every time his eyes left the page. 

It went on that way for a full long phrase when he suddenly stopped, his giggling coming to an end too as his smile was replaced by a confused look. 

Impressed, with ink on a blank paper, lost in a mist of words, was his name. 

He didn’t seem to have processed well, but that was, indeed, his name. 

What was he doing in that essay?

What did she write about him? 

That was the moment y/n tore the paper from his hand, the look on her face one of pure rage, mixed with the purplish color of shame. 

He din’t have the time to ask her though, because as Wooyoung’s mind was processing, y/n had already stormed out of the coffe shop and was walking rapidly down the street. 

Her silhouette as pretty as ever as Wooyoung felt the brightest smile come to his face, "hey you dork!" He screamed after the girl racing behind her "do you like me?". 

mia

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[prettywordsyouleft]

The Cure

Prompt: “My allergies!” -- @challengingwords​ prompt #46

Pairing: Lee Junho x female reader

Genre: fluff / office au

Warnings: none

Word count: 933

Letting out another sneeze, you groaned inwardly.

Why were you constantly sneezing lately? It wasn’t spring, nor did you suffer greatly from pollen anyway. At least that would make more sense for your sudden affliction. Aside from the moment when it happened, you didn’t feel unwell at all. It was seriously confusing you.

“Bless you,” a honeyed voice announced, and you glanced up to look at the desk adjacent to yours. Junho smiled but didn’t lift his gaze away from his task.

“You’ll grow tired of saying that, you know,” you grumbled, and Junho chuckled, right when another sneeze built up within you.

You managed to suppress it for all of two minutes. Three sneezes followed, as did Junho’s well wishes triple-fold.

You grew irritated and stood up. “Mind if I head out and get something to take for this?”

“Go on. I can’t imagine it’s easy to focus on work right now,” he sympathised, and you nodded, grabbing your bag, and you stepped outside.

Five minutes later, and you felt completely fine. By the time you reached the nearest pharmacy, you hadn’t sneezed once. Explaining your issue to the pharmacist, they prescribed you something to help ease the sneezing but insisted you looked around the workplace for what you were allergic to.

“Of course, why didn’t I think of that?” you murmured as you clambered back up the stairs into your department, smiling at a couple of workers as you went by.

It happened as soon as Junho looked up at your arrival. “Did they—you’re still sneezing.”

“It’s something in this area,” you concluded, explaining to Junho how you hadn’t sneezed once when you were gone.

“Want me to help you look?” he offered, and you nodded, your search coming up fruitless. Everything around you was normal office supplies, and no one had flowers in the area – not that you were affected by them in the first place.

“It’s maddening!” you exclaimed as you sneezed again, and Junho ran a hand through his hair.

“Just what is it?” he wondered, scanning the area again.

The next day, you weren’t sneezing every few minutes. By lunchtime, you were euphoric. You had not only caught up on your work from the day before, but you were also processing files you set aside for later in the week.

“My allergies!” you stated, pumping your fist into the air. “They have cleared!”

“Good for you, Y/N,” your boss mentioned, her attention falling to the empty chair nearby. “Junho not in today?”

“Huh. That’s what’s missing,” you said and then gasped, covering your mouth. “I can’t be…”

Shaking her head at your nonsense, your boss returned to her office as you stared at Junho’s empty spot for a moment. You then giggled. “No way. That would be ludicrous to be allergic to a person, right?”

You didn’t even need to mindfully look out for the differences. As soon as Junho greeted you, you replied with a sneeze. And even if you took your medicine, you were still struggling by the end of the workday.

Since Junho worked from two departments in the building, he was missing the next day from his desk. You were back to being productive and sniffle-free.

By Friday morning, you were convinced he was the cause.

“That sneezing of yours—”

“Don’t find me weird for this, but have you changed cologne or something recently? Showering in a new body wash by chance? New washing powder? Something different?” you prattled off, and Junho eyed you warily. “I’m not trying to pry, I promise. But I think it’s you.”

“Me? What?” he asked, his gaze narrowing. “It can’t be me, Y/N. You can’t be allergic to someone.”

“Hear me out.”

“I don’t want to.”

“But it makes sense! When you’re not here, I’m fine. The moment you smile that beautiful dimpled smile of yours, I’m returning to Sneezeville immediately!”

Junho stared at you for a moment before bursting into laughter. “That’s your proof?”

“Well, what more can I say? My allergy is you.”

Leaning towards you, Junho smirked. “Have you thought it might not be an allergy you’re dealing with but feelings instead?”

“What? That makes—”

“My adorable dimpled smile,” he repeated, and you groaned with embarrassment. “Do my eyes make you react too? What about my voice? Face it. Sounds to me that you might like me.”

“Don’t be so rash. It’s probably a change you’ve made, and I’m sensitive to it.”

Junho stared at you. “So, you don’t like me? Not even a little?”

Just thinking about it made you sneeze. Junho laughed heartily. “Wait! That’s not— it can’t be! I mean— Junho!”

Quickly taking you by the hand, Junho strode down to the boardroom, pulling you inside before shutting the door. He then looked down at you, his smile warm and inviting.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” you managed to say before sneezing again.

“Bless you,” he voiced, and you rolled your eyes. Junho grinned. “Maybe I have the cure.”

“What’s that? Just change whatever it is that you’ve—”

He cut you off with a kiss, slow and lingering. Blinking several times before closing your eyes, you focused on the embrace, melting further into it than you expected to.

Oh.

You definitely felt something for him now.

Pulling away, Junho searched your expression curiously. “Are you still allergic to me, Y/N?”

You felt no sneeze on the horizon. However, reaching out for the collar of his shirt, you shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe we should do that again just to make sure I’m fully cured.”

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