Established relationship for all but Niki, idol!reader for Heesung, Sunghoon and Jake, lesserafim 6th member for Jay, petnames. Some are from this list
💫: stole the idea from @svtexe, thank you again <3
Lee Heesung — boop his nose in your face
Despite your relationship with Heesung being rather new, you could already see few changes easily. Like how he started sleeping closer to you than the two first months, his legs caging you against him so you can barely sleep sometimes. How he was getting comfortable around you, like his head resting on yours or when his hands rested a little longer around your waist when he had to let go.
With that came his weird habit of booping his nose into your face at what seemed to be random moments. It can be when his members or yours are around, when he has to leave in a hurry or even between two games when you hang out at his dorm – he calls you to his desk and simply boops his nose into your cheek. You couldn't put a finger on what it means, what he's trying to let you know with this.
"Say Heesung," you called, laying on his bed, your head hanging off the edge.
"Yes babe ?" he was still playing, but had one side of his headset pushed to the side so he could still hear you.
"Why do you always boop your nose in my face ?"
"It's like kissing you," he answered unbothered, as if it was the only answer possible and he didn't really know why you were asking.
When on the other hand, blood rushed to your cheeks and it had nothing to do with your head upside down. Sitting back on his bed, your widened eyes locked on the back of his neck as you did your best to hide the emotion in your voice when you were clearly flustered.
"What do you mean ??" you urged.
"I can't always kiss you," he said calmly but a shy chuckle told you otherwise. "So instead I do this. It's like kissing you in my head."
You swear you could've started crying here and there at how cute he was. Your heart was about to stop. He had this shy smile on his lips while his eyes were still fixed on the screen of his computer and you couldn't help it but to make your way to him.
"What are you doing ?!" he almost yelled but with a smile on his face when you fell into his laps, ruining his game but hiding your head in his neck.
"You're too cute to be true, I want to die !" you whined, holding him closer.
He lost his game, and his teammates were screaming in his ears, but he couldn't care less as he held you closer and left a kiss on your temple.
"You're the cute one here."
Park Jongseong — kissing your forehead
You were exhausted, anyone could figure it out. You stayed up way too late, even after your regular practice time was done because of your constant fear of falling behind. You easily lose track of time, staying in your studio pretty late when you should focus on sleeping to make things easier, but sometimes it's too hard to let go. You felt good there, it was a safe place despite it all and where you will always be found if you disappear for some time.
Yet you're always surprised when someone knocks on your door. It's not like your members don't care about you, Chaewon checks on you all the time and Eunchae makes sure you eat the healthy food you like – but you can't help it. You jump a little every time, not expecting anyone at the late hour and, like always, your whole nervous system relaxes when you see Jay at the door.
A small smile showed on your face and he closed the door behind him without a sound at first, only checking on you as he walked his way to you. His hand rests on the back of the chair as he leans in and kisses your forehead as a hello, before taking a good look at your face.
"You alright ?" he asked, knowing you won't say yes, but he does anyway.
"It's a lot," you answered faintly, with a fake smile on your face, like you did before every comeback.
It's tiring, you never know what is gonna happen and you know Lesserafim's reputation, so a comeback can mean a lot of things and you tend to overthink it more than you should. But Jay always takes some time off for you, meeting you when you lock yourself in, forcing you to talk about it. He squatted down to look in your eyes easily, his hand landing in your thigh to stabilize himself. His glasses hanging low on his nose bridge, he has a perfect view of your tired eyes, heavy eye bags and your heart breaks at the worry in his eyes.
"You should sleep now, it's late already. Wanna come over ? Just for tonight," he knows you're gonna say no, so he insisted before you could even reply.
You scoffed, looking around like he just asked for the moon itself, but you know it's not that much. You know both of your staff members let you two be as long as they're keeping in touch and it's possible. That it'll help.
So after holding his demanding, begging gaze for a few more seconds, you give in and turn around to turn off your computer. A good night in his arm couldn't hurt after all.
Sim Jaehyun — sitting close and knees touching
Jake likes to negotiate so you two get to sit next to each other any chances he's given, it doesn't matter what occasion it is. Fans think you two are close because you're both foreigners, and that's initially what brought you closer to each other, yes – even if it's more than that now. So when he learned you were invited to Paris' fashion week with one of your members at the same time as he was with Jay, he couldn't help it but ask to be seated close to each other, even ir it happens a lot in the fist place anyway.
It was your teammate's first time and being with artists she knows and likes made it easier for her, and you ? You for sure wouldn't argue to sit next to your boyfriend during a stressful event.
All the cameras on you made it harder than ever, you knew you couldn't do any wrong move, that everything was caught kn camera. So you couldn't be too friendly with each others, you couldn't lean into him the way you naturally do, but still stayed close and Jake wanted to die at first.
It was so hard to be barely a few centimeters away from you but being forced to keep his hands for him. You looked amazing, you were breathtaking in this pretty Vuitton dress emphasizing your curves perfectly but that was a matter for later to let you know how much he liked it. For the moment, as the light dimmed for the show to start, Jake could release the breath he was holding in and leaned into you.
"You look beautiful, I don't think I can focus on anything else" he whispered in your ear, honey dripping from his lips.
You thanked the heavy makeup on your face hiding away the possible blush bruning your cheeks at weight in his voice. You did your best to react normally, like a friend would but your breath hitched when his knee brushed against yours as he spoke, making you stumble over your words.
Thank gods the show was starting, so Jake had to act focused for the next following hours. But his knee never moved, never left its spot against yours even if you moved around a little during the runaways.
He was still there, sitting so close his cologne was all you could think of and his knee like a black spot in your vision reminding you he wasn't done with you tonight.
Park Sunghoon — hiding his face in your neck
Waiting in the white room of the Music Bank wasn't unusual, you're actually lost count of how many times you've sat – even slept – on this couch. You've come to see it even more now that your boyfriend, Sunghoon, was the new MC. He was loving it, really, but it still added another layer to his already busy schedules and it started to rest heavy on his shoulders. So you did your best to come see him, when you weren't busy yourself.
Getting up to grab a glass of water, the door opened at the same time, Wonyoung's voice filling the room with positive energy and warmth instantly. You've got to see her a lot since you come whenever you can, and so started to befriend her. You tilted your head as you heard her and turned around to welcome them both with a big smile reaching your eyes as you pushed your mask down to your chin.
You didn't even have time to say a word when Sunghoon's arms reached for you and pulled you into a tight hug, hiding his face deep into your neck.
You almost lost your balance, taking half a step behind to steady yourself, without letting him go rhe slightest. Your hands didn't waste a second to find his back and hugged him close, your nails scratching his back gently, just the way he likes it and you can feel him relax under your touch. His breath tickled your neck as he sighed on your skin, hiding away deeper if that was even possible. A small chuckle left your lips.
"You must be really tired," you commented quietly, not wanting to disturb him when he could finally recharge his social battery.
He nodded, now leaving a few kisses on the soft skin below your jaw to get a pretty giggle out of your mouth he knows he'llget if he does. His arms wrapped tighter around you before he left his hideout and smiled down at you.
"I got you some coffee," you added, smiling back as you got up on your toes and boop your nose into his.
He swore his heart could stop every single time you do this, making it ache in a strange longing he can't really understand since he already got you in his arms. He wished he could grab your face in his hands and secure his lips on yours right now, but he's far too shy to do this here, with all Wonyoong's team there as well.
Instead he let you guide him to the couch so you can enjoy your half cold coffee as you talk about your day so onky had to nod, leaving him rest some more – he never tasted anything better.
Kim Sunoo — putting their head on the other’s chest
When Sunoo passed your door, calling out your name with a pout you could hear, you immediately let your phone slip off your hand onto your bed and opened your arms. It only takes him to get rid of his shoes and leave his bag by your bed before he's laying next to you, sighing in exhaustion. His eyes are shut in a cute frown, his cheeks are flushed and his breathing heavy – you can't help but let the cuteness aggression get the best of you.
Your arms wrapped around him gently despite the squeal leaving your mouth, burying his face into your chest. A light, bubbly laughter left his lips as you pepper his hair with kisses, warming your heart up and surely his as well.
He had a long day, he was drained to the bone and all he wanted was to lay in bed with you. And to take a shower, but that could wait, because nothing in the world would be enough for him to trade his spot with now. He could hear your heart beat quickly now that he was hugged close to you, the steady sound of your breath calming him down without a failure. There's nothing he likes more than to lay into your chest and rest there after a long day. Your hand running down his hair makes him hums happily, laying deeper into the soft skin of your chest.
"Long day, huh," you commented, brushing his hair away, looking for his forehead only to realize he was hidden too deep in your chest.
He nodded again, slowly running out of breath but it was a sacrifice he was ready to make. It felt too nice to give up on it, so when he turned his face away, it felt like a divorce. His whine got muffled with your chest, making you giggle again.
"What I really need right now is a shower, and to die in your arms," he commented dramatically, looking up to you.
A silly giggle left your lips again at his nonsense, one of your hands still in his hair and the other holding him close. "I'll wait here for this then."
"Don't wanna come with me ?" he asked a little too seriously.
"I already took one babe, sorry," you kissed his pouty lips before pushing him away, before he abandoned the idea and never got up again.
Yang Jungwon — gripping your thigh
You knew how Jungwon was so going out to Jake's party wasn't even a question : of course you were coming. What comes with that is that his eyes will never leave you for the night, if he can't follow you, his eyes will.
When you told him you'll get new drinks, he almost narrowed his eyes at you, his hand at this moment in yours tightened before he let go. He was talking with a friend from his history class, and it was indeed really interesting so even his possessive nature let you go when you bat your pretty eyes at him a few times. But he hated the looks you get every time you get up and walk around the party, he never does. Your top is clinging too close to your skin and showing up way more than he likes to share – even if everybody knows who you belong to.
He can't help it but let his hand fall on your thigh when you sit right back next to him, gripping onto the flesh. He didn't even take his cup from your hand, no, instead he leaned in and kissed your cheek, making you blush instantly at the proximity in front of a stranger – for you. Finally taking his cup again, his eyes lingered a little longer on you before coming back to his conversation, his pretty eyes shining despite the dim light and the alcohol.
His hand never left your thigh again, rather drawing patterns on your inner thigh smoothly, enough to hide the few squeeze he gave it just to hear your breath hitch every single time. You had to hold back from hitting his arm to make it stop. You know how he is and honestly never complained about it, finding it quite hot in fact, but it seemed a little too much now.
"Chill out," you whispered into his ear before kissing his cheek, trying to make it look smoother than it was.
He sent a nasty look to the side before leaning into your ear as well, "Say that to the guy over there," he spat out.
His hand started rubbing up and down your thigh gently but surely, steadily, just to prove to every single gaze falling on you that you were taken and he wasn't shy to show it.
"I'm all yours," you assured this time, leaving your hand to trace his jaw as you turned his head your way.
Your smile calmed his nerves immediately, he was convinced you had done some witchcraft on him so he would act the way you want him to – and he wouldn't be the one complaining. Grabbing your face more roughly than he intended to, getting carry away by the alcohol in his system, he almost crashed his lips onto yours. No, he would actually love to be tied to you forever.
Nishimura Riki — back hug
Riki was really trying his best to not reach for you all the time, it really didn't match his nonchalant demeanor. But how could he help it when you looked so small all the time ? Despite everything you can do, you still look so pocket size for him, he was going crazy.
You were simply making some ramyeon when he came back from his dance practice, nothing out of the ordinary since he lived closer to your school and left you a set of keys. You spend half the nights of the week at his place and sleep here more times he can count or even remember now. And yet seeing you there, in his shirt and your hair damp as if you lived here with him always made his heart jump in his ribcage, aching for more.
His bag fell hard on the ground and he barely took a second to shove his shoes off before he made his way to the kitchen faster than he would admit to anyone. It would ruin his image, and so would telling anyone how his arms instantly wrapped around your waist when he barely comes home. His chin resting on your shoulder like it belongs here, you don't even say a word at first, simply letting the moment stretch before any of your talk.
"How was it ?" you asked mindlessly, now mixed the powder with your halfcooked noodles.
"Fine, nothing particular," he answered, unbothered.
His voice was soft close to your ear and his arms tightened around you, bringing you close to his chest. You could feel his chest pressing on your back along with his steady breathing, and did your best to ignore the way his slim fingers grabbed your waist so easily.
His forehead finally rests on your shoulder before he lets out a sigh, taking in the moment, wishing it would never stop and holding back to leave a kiss on your shoulder before letting go unwillingly.
"I'm gonna take a shower, wait for me," his low tone sends a chill down your spine as he steps away from you.
As you hummed, he walked out of the room and you could finally catch your breath, bringing your hands to your burning cheeks and trying to regain your focus after that. You shut your eyes closed for a second, recalling the heat coming from his body and how you wished he didn't let go. Silently begging for more of this.
est. relationship, fluff, skinship, slightly suggestive at some point, mention of party and alcohol
💫: I don't remember where i saw this 'cause as a baby onedoor I'm trying to catch up with everything at once, but the strict sungho agenda got me. That's so hot of him, by all the Gods
Park Sungho
taking the lead the second he feels you're uneasy
Sungho doesn't want you to feel small next to him, that's why he lets you argue with your friends when they start talking bullshit. Resting deep into his chair with his arms crossed, he observes silently the conversation going on. He knows you can stand for yourself, that you're confident and he loves that about you.
But the second your friend starts talking louder, and he feels you're being overflowed, he steps in immediately.
"I think you're gonna calm down if you want to go on," he warned plainly at first, cutting your friend without a second thought.
He didn't move a finger, but his eyes turned colder. "You do not talk to her like that."
He doesn't play when it comes to you, everybody knows it, but it never fails to make your stomach flip. You can't help but find him incredibly hot every time he gets his point without really doing anything, even more if it's to protect you.
wrap his hand around your waist to guide you
"I'm sure I showed you yesterday, Sungho," you argue gently as you walk around a store, looking for a specific sweatshirt.
You really wanted to buy it for him, for no particular reason besides that it would look great on him, but he just couldn't remember what it looked like. He lets you, not having the heart to tell you it was nothing since this you were so invested.
You were making your way to the man's part when you took your phone out of your pocket without stopping in a corner.
"I'll find it quickly, wait," you muttered in your beard.
"Go on," his voice is soft at your focus state, and there's a sweet smile on his lips.
His hand wrapped immediately around your waist, bringing you a little closer to him as he guided you through the store. His pace slowed down and he became more conscious of his environment so you wouldn't accidentally bump into something or someone.
You're too focused to realize it at first, but when you finally show him your phone again, you can feel the firm grip he has on you and your heart skips a beat.
"Ah this one ! It's really pretty yeah, I'd love it actually," he smiled down to you, not realizing the effect he actually had on you one bit.
he's good with kids
Sungho was waiting for you to come out of the restroom with your half-cold coffee in hand before you two could go on with your shopping day. It’s been planned for a while now, but since he was really busy with uni, you had to wait some more.
He was scrolling on his phone before something moving in front of him caught his attention. Looking up, his eyes fell on a little girl walking around in front of the coffee shop next to him, holding on her red dress tightly as her eyes kept darting around too fast to seem normal. Frowning a little, to put his phone in his pocket as he takes the few steps separating him from her, before crouching down in front of her.
“Hey there, are you alone ? Where’s your mom ?” he asked gently, putting on a reassuring smile despite being worried.
She simply shook her head, her face suddenly turning into a deep frown before falling into his arms with tears in her eyes. Her small hands clinging to his shirt made his heart sink, as he held her without a second thought.
"You're alright, you're alright," he sooth gently, rubbing her back, hoping she'll stop crying.
“Sungho ?” Turning around as your worried voice reached his ears, he managed her weight with one arm so he wouldn’t spill your drink, and walked to you.
“She was walking alone so I checked but she lost her parents,” he explained quickly, giving you your coffee back before holding her properly.
Your heart skipped a beat when he held her tighter, pushing her hair away from her face while tilting his head lightly, checking on her silently. His voice was softer than you’ve ever heard and for a second, you couldn’t help but think he’ll be a great father.
“We should walk her to the security post and wait with her,” you said finally, ignoring the pounding of your heart at the sight of your boyfriend with a baby girl in his arms, stroking her cheek sweetly instead.
What you didn’t know was that it had the same effect on him.
Lee Sanghyuk – Riwoo
fix your jewelry
“I’m so anxious and for what, huh ?” you complained, trying to stay still in your seat as Riwoo drove you to work this morning. You wake up late to go with the bus, so he offered to drive you there so you didn’t have to rush.
“You have a big day in front of you, cut yourself some slack,” he tried to calm your nerves down by taking your hand, but it didn’t seem to work as well as both of you’d like.
Your whole day was planned with big meetings, with various investors so the brand you work for could extend itself on the market. You’re not even sure you’ll have time to eat and you had to wake up late on top of that ? You were cursed.
Parking in front of your company, you took a deep breath before turning towards him one last time, flashing him your best puppy eyes.
“Do I look ok ? Is my makeup fine ? Be honest, I can still fix it –”
He moved before you could finish your sentence. Slowly, he fixed your necklace that might have turned around in the rush, then placed a strand of hair behind your ear so the pretty pair of earrings you had on was now showing. Your heart stopped for a second, you were sure of it, and now your cheeks were burning under the thick layer of makeup. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, your breath getting caught in your lungs as he smiled at you. Brushing his knuckles against your cheek on the way back, he flashed you a content smile.
“You look amazing, don’t be too hard on yourself today,” he mumbled before leaning in and leaving a kiss on your lips.
Grabbing his face more roughly than you intended, you kissed him again. “I love you,” you said against his lips before taking your bag and exiting the car, not without thanking him one last time.
rub his chin when he doesn’t understand something
Sitting on the couch next to him, you’ve been trying to explain to him how you build your character for the last 10min, but that didn’t seem to get through his skull. He was frowning at your phone like it told him to call a waiter, one of his hands holding his face frustratingly.
“I don’t get it,”, he said plainly as his fingers ran over his soft skin, rubbing his chin once again.
A bubbly giggle left your lips. “Yeah, I can tell. See, if you take this artifact…”
He asked you because he was curious and wanted to know more about this game you talked so much, so you did your best for him to understand what was going on, but he seemed so upset about it, it made your heart jump in your chest.
It was a whole, the fact that he clicks his tongue, how he rubs his chin over and over as he focuses on your fingers running around the screen, his frown deepening as he titles his head – god, he is gonna be the end of you.
“I can’t do this,” you say out of the blue, leaving your phone next to you before grabbing his face and kissing him deeply.
Pushing him down on the sofa with you, his breath hitched at first, but he didn't waste a second before his hands found your waist, kissing you with the same need you showed him.
“All of that ?” he asked sarcastically when you pulled away to catch your breath, making you blush.
“Shut it,” you cut him off, kissing him again, but he certainly wouldn’t argue with that.
remember details
You couldn’t hide your smile as Riwoo sat across from you at a restaurant. There wasn’t any occasion, you just mentioned being too tired to cook over the phone as you stepped out of work so he invited you for diner. It was nothing big, a casual restaurant the two of you go often, but it warmed your heart anyway.
“What is it ?” he asked, a little nervous as you kept on smiling.
“Nothing, I’m just happy to eat with you,” you said with a small shrug, waiting for your order.
The date goes smoothly, jumping topics between work and what is going on between your boss and his secretary, to his dance classes, or even what Taesan did last night to get him screaming over the phone. The wait between the courses is filled with small gasps and giggles, so neither of you bother the table behind you, but still enjoy your time together.
When your main course arrived, your eyes widened happily as you clapped your hands together and started eating without a second thought while coming back to your boss’ affair. You got cut by Riwoo picking his chopstick and removing the tomato from your plate without a word, still listening to you talking when he ate it before sitting back in his seat.
His eyes locked with yours as you stopped talking, so he gestured to you to go on with a quick nod, not knowing your heart just fluttered at how nonchalantly he just picked what you hate from your dish.
“Thank you,” you muttered, looking at your plate all flushed now as he giggled at your reaction.
“It’s not even the first time I do this,” he commented as he started eating himself.
You didn’t answer because he was right, it wasn’t, yet, it never fails to make your heart skip a beat and start beating faster.
Myung Jaehyun
Drive with one hand
Parking right in front of the store you work at, it doesn't take you more than a minute to get in the car, sighing deeply as you sit heavily next to him.
"Sorry I'm late," Jaehyun says, checking you from head to toe to see if you stayed too long under the rain or not.
"No it's fine, thanks for driving me home," you said quietly, feeling all the stress and tiredness falling on your shoulders.
"Always."
Laying deep into your seat, you watch the busy traffic with tired eyes. None of you talk, you rarely do when you clock out of work – too tired after spending the whole day forcing smiles. Jaehyun never minded, sometimes he filled the silence, sometimes not. Tonight he doesn't.
Instead, it’s the playlist he made for you that does, playing all the way back to your shared apartment and he simply hums along with it. His cheek is resting against his hand, laying on the edge of the window. He only had one hand on the wheel as he waited for the green light.
He seems bored, but who wouldn't be – he had a long day on his side too. You can't help but stare at him instead of the traffic, a dreamy smile on your face. Your confident boyfriend shatters under your gaze after he locks eyes with you, a shy smile creeping to his lips.
"What ?" he giggles nervously as he starts driving again.
"Nothing, you're just hot," you say without a second thought at first, then you feel your cheeks heat up.
"I'm not," he sighed but you can tell the compliment went straight to his heart.
You're both flustered, Jaehyun’s hiding his mouth with his free hand and you're back to look through the window, but with a happy smile on your lips.
arch a brow when he’s unimpressed
You didn’t know what was up with this guy, but you surely didn’t want to find out. You didn’t give him a second thought when you came to order two more drinks for you and Jaehyun so he didn’t have to leave the conversation he had going on, but maybe you wished he went instead. That guy was talking to you with a smirk tug on the corner of his lips, laying – supposedly – nonchalantly on the counter while you waited for your drinks, and you hated it. Not that you answered him even once, but he kept on pushing on your arm so you would give him the attention he was begging for.
Clicking your tongue, you were about to finally tell him to fuck off when a hand landed on your waist. Pulling you behind him without even opening his mouth, Jaehyun titled his head to the guy, his silent way to ask him what was going on. Your heart started racing in your chest at how protective he gets and so quickly. One of his hands was still extended toward you protectively, making your breath hitch but you hold back from holding it now.
“Who the fuck are you ? I was about to bring her home,” he clearly had one too many drinks and wasn’t impressive at all, making Jaehyun arch a brow.
“Sure, I’d like to see that happen,” he replied dangerously low, before turning around without another word for him.
Instead, his arm wrapped around you who were already holding both your drinks and walked you back to your table. A long sigh left his lips as he held you closer, leaning his head into yours.
“I’m going next time, hum ?” he almost pleaded in your ear.
You nodded, but honestly, you wouldn’t mind being flirted with if you get to see this hot side of him every time.
when his voice get deeper
Coming out of the shower, Jaehyun crashed on the bed next to you without a word but a deep sigh – you swore he just emptied his lungs. Leaving your phone to the side, you rolled closer to him.
“Tired baby ?” you asked softly, your hand finding his back to rub small circles on his soft, still hot from the shower skin.
“Yeah,” he sighed, his voice deep in fatigue, and your stomach did a flip.
You’re very much aware of the effect his deep voice has on you, and when he’s tired, he can’t really force his voice higher like he’s used to, making your heart beats faster. Moving swiftly after a second, you sat on his lower back with your hands already laying on his shoulders.
“How about a massage ?” you asked gently, pushing on the knot in his tensed shoulders, winning a deep, guttural groan.
“You’re an angel,” he commented breathy, relaxing under your touch.
You tried to ignore how deep any sounds coming from him are as you worked your fingers skillfully on his muscles, you really did but there’s so much you can take from him being topless under you – and making such noises at the same time.
Leaving a kiss between his shoulder blades, you sat back next to him while he lifted his face from the pillow, puzzled. He’s about to ask something when your hands grab his shoulders, turning him around quickly so he lays flat on his back.
“Babe ?” his voice is slightly higher, but it can’t be helped now as you sat on his pelvis.
“Maybe I can help you relax in another way now,” you offered, bending over until your lips brush against his without really kissing him.
A breath moaned left his lips before capturing yours for real, his hands already going up to grab the fat of your hips.
Han Dongmin – Taesan
gently manhandle you
"Careful baby," he whispered behind you as his hands grabbed your waist, pushing you gently to the side so he could open the drawer.
Your breath gets stuck in your throat as he moves you around so easily, making your heart beats faster. He barely had to put in the effort, too focus on making breakfast for the both of you as you prepared some coffee.
He wasn't even looking your way, still groggy about his early wake up but you couldn't help but stare longer than you realized. A smirk tugged on his lips as he stole a look at you.
"You're staring," he said nonchalantly, almost making you huff at him.
"It's nothing."
It wasn't really a lie, he does this all the time – it just works on you every time.
"If you say so," he shrugged casually, dressing the two plates. That's when you realized he knew very well what he was doing.
tilt his head and frown slightly when he doesn’t understand something
It's not unusual for the both of you to stay in the same room, doing your own things, without exchanging a word for hours. During that time, you can't help but stare at him from time to time and notice how tight his expression is when he's working.
When things don't go his way, he frowns lightly, knotting his eyebrows together tightly as he tilts his head to the side. Sometimes a deep sigh left his lips and you have to close your eyes because oh, how fucked you are.
"You're hot when you're troubled," you said absently, ignoring how down bad that sounds.
It took him out of his mind, straightening his back quickly. "What ?"
"You frown and tilt your head," you explained gently, imitating him as your eyes now locked with his. "That's hot."
He can't help the chuckle leaving his lips, nor the shy yet satisfied smile stretching on them as he shook his head.
"Thank you, I guess," he tries to sound nonchalant, but you can see the tip of his ears are red.
"You're welcome baby."
And you're very satisfied about it.
Leans in when he can’t hear you
The night was going well, he doesn't regret coming in the end, even though he wasn't really down to follow you at your friend's birthday at first. Talking with another guest that happened to have the same interests as him, Dongmin still makes sure to have an eye on you, being only a few steps away.
It was noisy, the rather small room was full of people walking around, talking and laughing at each other, so much he couldn't even hear the guy in front of him clearly.
He doesn't miss you when you make your way to him, a complicated look on his face. He's all ears within a second, dropping his conversation without a second thought to listen to you instead.
"Say, I really..." you started, but he can't figure what you're telling with the noises around.
Leaning in a little so you're closer to his ear, his hand finds your arm instinctively and your heart jumps in your chest. He's so tall compared to you, it actually surprised you to see him leaning in so much.
"Hum ?"
As your heart skipped a beat, you gulped hard to focus back on what you were saying, but your mind went blank for a second. So instead you shook your head and found your way in his arms, ignoring the guy's reaction as you hid your face in his chest.
"What baby ?" He chuckled, leaning in again so he talks to your ear. His hand now rests protectively on your waist.
"Nothing, I forgot. It wasn't important," you muttered, not over how down bad you are for him.
Lee Donghyun – Leehan
wet his lips
You've been looking at Donghyun for the last 10 minutes, and you were genuinely going nuts. He, without exaggeration, wet his lips at least 20 times and it was driving you crazy. You know he was just so busy, he didn’t notice he kept on doing it. You, on the other hand, couldn’t help but notice it.
It left a glossy finish on his lips, all you wanted to do was to kiss him. Whatever you were doing on your phone was long forgotten as you couldn’t focus on it anymore. Leaving it on your lap, you sat up and grabbed his face gently so he would look at you. Surprise is written all over his face when he looks at you, the fish video still playing on his phone.
“You need to stop doing that,” you warned playfully, now making him frown.
“Stop what ?”
“Wetting your lips all the time,” you answered quickly, your finger tapping his lips twice. “They’re gonna get dry.”
And you were gonna lose your mind.
“You need to be more careful,” you nagged gently before leaving a kiss on his lips, feeling them stretched into a smile against yours.
“You’re always sharing your lip balm with me, so I think I’m ok,” he replied proudly, now taping your lips to prove his point.
stare at you when you’re not looking
Leehan has been silent for what felt like too long now. Not that he was the especially talkative type in the first place, but when it's the two of you in his room, he can give you random information before coming back to his things without a second glance. This hasn't happened in a long time.
Lifting your eyes up from your computer, searching for him – you locked eyes with him as he was already staring at you. Your heart flutters at the focus look on his face, as if he was studying your face a second ago so he could answer any exams if he needed to. He does that a lot, and it never fails to make your heart beat faster, or hard to breathe for a second.
"You're staring again," You said quietly, forgetting your laptop for a second.
"Hum, you're pretty," he answered mindlessly, his eyes falling to your lips for a second before locking up to you again.
"No, not right now," you chuckled unamused, pointing at your pajamas and messy hair.
"Yes right now," he argued, moving next to you in his bed. "I decide." He added, leaving a quick kiss on your lips, before crashing down next to you like a big cat.
talks about his interest
Sitting next to Leehan, your head rested on his shoulders as he pointed you at his fishes swimming around their tank. He was explaining to you the time it took for the aquarium to be ready, and you really tried your best to focus on that, but his voice was so slow and deep with fatigue, your mind kept drifting away.
Your eyes were fixed on his reflection on the glass of the tank instead of following his finger, drinking the words falling from his lips as your heart gets warmer. How did you manage to pull such a nerdy, yet hot boyfriend ? You ask yourself everyday what the Gods make.
His hair was falling on his face, hiding his eyes slightly, but he didn't move away as his head was resting on top of yours. A faint smile pushed the corner of your lips.
"You're really amazing," you muttered gently, nuzzling yourself in his neck.
"Am I?" he asked in a small chuckle.
"Hum, you know so much, i love listening to you," you confessed, still smiling but his way now as you looked up to him.
"You don't get bored?"
"Never," you shook your head. "It's hot."
You feel him tested under your touch.
"You think so ?" he asked then, a little hesitant but you could feel the smile in his voice.
You simply nodded, before encouraging him to go on, before he focused on it too much and made a comment that would make your heart explode.
Kim Woonhak
pock his cheek with his tongue when he’s focus
Pulling an all nighter to prepare for an exam the next morning wasn’t a first for you, in fact, it happened more than you’d like to admit, but it was a first with someone by your side. Your new boyfriend decided to stay with you through it this time, working on his own stuff on the other side of the room.
When 4 in the morning hit, your body was so tired, you couldn’t help but lay on your table for a second – doing your best from closing your eyes because you knew it was done if you did. Instead your eyes wandered around the room until they laid on Woonhak sitting on your couch, his laptop on his lap and his headset on. He didn’t move for the last hours as well, so focus on his laptop he didn’t even glance your way during this time. You checked.
Your mind slowed down as you took in every detail about his face. His hair almost falling in his eyes, the small acne scars forming a constellation on his cheek, how he pouted when he’s bothered – he was too cute to be true, even when he looked serious like this. That’s what you thought until his tongue poked the inside of his cheek before clinking it, and a deep sigh left his lips.
You must be more tired than you think because this made your stomach twist and woke you up like cold water. Your eyes widened and you had to clear your throat to keep you from staring. You suddenly moving around caught his attention and he moved one side of his headset to hear you.
“Tired baby ? You’re going to bed ?” his voice’s deep with tiredness but he doesn’t flinch, still focused on his work.
“No I’m fine,” you muttered before sitting up straight. “Just needed a small break.”
“Hum, ok. You’re doing great,” this time, he looked at you and smiled, he was so tired, it was written all over his face, and yet your cute thoughts about him vanished away with your fatigue.
Now you want to be done with your revision and get all his attention instead. That will wait for tomorrow.
run his hand through his hair
Woonhak doesn't like it when his hair starts getting too long. It keeps on falling in his eyes, annoying him to the point where if he doesn't go to the hairdresser within a week, he might just cut it himself in his bathroom with kitchen scissors.
You, on the other hand, really like it. Because he sounds extra hot when he's annoyed, and the way he keeps on running his hand through his hair really works on you.
"I'm so done with this," he groaned under his breath as he pushed it away again.
He fell dramatically on your laps with a deep sigh, his hand now covering his eyes. Gently, your hand started running through his hair in a hopeless attempt to make him change his mind.
"But it looks good on you," you coo, caressing his skin softly as well.
"It's so annoying, I really can't keep it like this," he goes on, shaking his head as he looks up to you with pleading eyes.
"You look hot though," you added quietly, hoping your arrow will land where you want it to.
His eyes widened slightly before he chuckled your comment away, hiding his face in your belly. Only then you noticed how red his ears got.
"Don't say stuff like that," he whispered, and you could feel the mess going on in his mind. "I might keep them like this."
A big smile stretched on your lips as you bent over to pepper his face with kisses.
"I would live for this."
whisper in your ear
The party was getting boring, and you hated your friend for leaving early because she had an exam next morning – as if she didn’t used to go to exams with two hours of sleep and the equivalent of her weight in alcohol in her system. Laying against the doorway between the living room and the kitchen, you were stuck staring at people playing spin the bottle as you refused to join since you were taken.
The music wasn’t loud enough, the beer tasted awful and you were hungry – it clearly won’t be your most memorable night. Or it would, but as the worst ever. Sipping on your beer anyway, you flinched when someone stopped next to you before catching the cologne you know too well. Leaning in, Woonhak lips brushed your ear, making your heart jump.
“Not enjoying it ?” he whispered in your ear, his arm wrapping around your waist as he does.
You shook your head, trying to ignore the warm feeling twisting your stomach into knots slowly as he leaned into your shoulder, his nose now brushing your hot skin. A chuckle left his lips as he held you close to his body, and that’s all you needed to know he was tipsy and bored.
“Wanna go home ?” he asked in your ear again, leaving a kiss on your temple. “I agree it kinda sucks.”
“Taesan won’t mind ?” you asked quietly, watching your common friend you came with kissing a girl around the circle.
“Who cares, he seems busy anyway,” he replied quietly, and for once, you don’t really mind leaving a friend behind.
SYN : they end up flirting with you at Prada's after party
❛𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉 ❜ :: f.reader 𝜗𝜚 wc(0.6-0.7k each) ◌⃝
Idol/actress/model!reader, non established relationship but sometimes they know each other, mention of alcohol (obviously)
💫: I can't get this out of my mind so I did something with it, idk what it's worth but enjoy! Request are open btw <3 don't hesitate
Lee Heesung
He knows he shouldn't have drunk that last drink for sure, but the day was stretching longer and longer and he desperately needed it to keep going. Not that he wasn't enjoying his night, quite the opposite in fact. A genuine, comfortable even, smile hasn't left his lips for a while now as he had the chance to catch up with some artists he doesn't get the chance to see often. He also had the chance to talk with bigger names, enjoying a drink with them and even more than a polite laughter for some.
The alcohol might make him a little too comfortable, he thought, as his eyes started to linger longer on some people. He was letting go a little, getting more touchy with some of the people he had the pleasure to talk to.
For instance, he couldn't take his eyes off you. As soon as you came to say hi, sticking with them a little as they were one of the few people you really knew, he could help it. The dress you had on was a little too small he guessed by the way your chest was pressed by it and how stiff and kind of uncomfortable you looked – but oh so beautiful. He felt bad for you, but you were a sight he couldn't miss.
His hand kept finding your smaller back as he leaned into your ear to be sure you heard him above the hubbub. The lack of camera here made his confidence double, or maybe it was the alcohol as well, but he couldn't help it but let his lips brush against the skin of your ear from time to time then study your reaction. He takes in the way your hand covers the giggle leaving your lips as you look up his way with your glossy eyes, letting go a little too much as well.
He was sure the tip of his ears were redder than ever, but it was fine if it was to have a pretty girl like you in his arms. He honestly lost track of the time when you two started talking about nothing in particular, from the food to the news pieces you've seen on the runaway ; from his next schedules and yours.
"So, you're free after this week ?" he asked nonchalantly, taking another sip of the cocktail he just got served.
You nodded, leaving a lipstick stain on your glass as well. "Yeah, I don't have anything going on lately."
You glanced up his way, blinking through your lashes, daring him to talk before your eyes landed on the crowd in front of you again. Heesung swallowed hard, a playful smirk curling up on his lips. He leans down to you again.
"So it means I can ask you out after I'm done myself ?" he asked, trying to ignore the way his heart skipped a beat as you took half a step closer to him.
He has no idea how bad it'll get yet, how hard it'll be to let go when your eyes fell on one of your friends waving your way. You smile back at them, and he's sure you're gonna leave just like this – and it would be fine. Instead, you go on your tip toes despite your heels and it's your turn to brush your lips against his ear.
"Yes, it means you can," you answered quietly before leaving a kiss on his ear.
Just like that, you waved goodbye to his members and made your way to your friend – but not without a second glance his way, and a smile made just for him.
Park Jongseong
As soon as he noticed his members drinking a little more than they should, Jay himself started drinking water a lot more. Hessung was definitely enjoying his night fully, so were Jungwon and Jake, and he wanted to be there if any of them needed him at some point. That didn't mean he wasn't enjoying his night any less, he got to share interesting conversation and enjoy the interesting music choice despite himself.
What he didn't expect was for someone else to rely on him accidently. As he was quietly talking with someone he just met, trying to make some contacts, someone stumbled beside him. He reacted before he could even think about it and caught your waist as your hand landed roughly on his arm a second earlier. You look up to him with widened eyes, before an embarrassed smile shows on your lips.
"I'm so, so sorry !" you repeated, but still holding onto his arm like a life line.
Your voice was a little lower than it was earlier tonight, from what he's heard at least – it was his first interaction with you tonight. He saw you earlier that day, but it was Sunghoon who took a picture with you, not him.
"Are you alright ?" his voice sounded a lot lower than he wanted to, but the worry was obvious in his tone.
"Yes ! No ! Hum," it seemed like a lot of things were happening inside your head, he wouldn't be surprised if you drank a little too much. "Can you take me to a chair ? I think I hurt my ankle..."
With your high heels, it wouldn't be so surprising after stumbling like this. Jay excused himself politely before wrapping his arm around your waist totally.
"Lay on me, ok?" It came out more as an order than a question, but you didn't mind.
Your cheeks burned at his tone, he was totally in charge and could probably easily lift you up if he wanted to. But the gentleman he is guided you gently, following your pace until you sat right next to him. Going down on one knee, making your blush a darker fade of pink, Jay's fingers wrapped gently around your bone to do a first check.
"It doesn't seem too bad, but you should go home," he recommended, looking up to meet your eyes.
All you can do is nodded, being lost in the way his hair falling on his face and the view you have on his chest, but did your best to not stare. Instead you took your phone out of the small purse you had and tried to call one of your staff members. Jay didn't move from his spot beside you, a hand resting securely on the backrest.
"You can go, I'm fine," you assured while covering your phone in the middle of a call.
He shook his head, looking away quickly afterwards. "I'll wait with you."
Your heart skipped a beat as his hand moved closer to your back, brushing it gently. Neither of you talked, letting the comfortable silence sit between you as you waited for someone to escort you out and back to your hotel. But you couldn't take him off your mind, his presence calming down your anxious thoughts.
"Say, hum..." you started, not knowing where you were really going but now that his eyes were on you, there was no turning back. "I really want to thank you properly for helping me tonight, so–"
"It's nothing, don't worry your pretty head about it," he said with a smirk on his lips.
"No, I really want to. Can I have your number ? So we can meet up and I can buy you a drink one day ?"
Your cheeks were bringing at this point and you had a hard time keeping your eyes in his, but he seemed just as surprised as you with your request. After a moment, and a hard swallow, Jay took his phone out as well and handed you his phone as you did the same.
You barely had time to get your phone back that someone was there for you, and you had to say goodbye. But you couldn't miss the way his hand rested a little too long in your back after helping you up – when he didn't have to. You couldn't wait to meet him again.
Sim Jaehyun
If you ask him, the after party was the best part of the day. He could finally let go a little, laugh more and talk with as many people he wanted as he enjoyed the drinks – he couldn't ask for more. The music was good, making him move his head at first until he noticed the people around him dancing. He decided to let go and move along with the flow, playing with Jay until he successfully made him stand up and dance with him for a moment.
It's nothing serious, more out of fun than what they're used to and so he doesn't really mind his surroundings for a moment, too busy making fun of Jay's bad moves. He finishes his drink all at once, making a face at the sourness of the alcohol at the bottom but was ready for another if anyone asked him to follow. Except Sunoo, maybe.
"Wait–"
Before he could turn around at the sudden voice, his back bumped into someone, making him lose his balance slightly. He turned around quickly, slightly dizzy but he almost sober up as soon as his eyes fell on you. You were probably dancing with your friend before he bumped into you, since she was sending him a nasty glare at first.
"I'm so sorry, are you ok ?" his hand finds your arm instantly, his touch light as a feather but the worry genuine in his eyes.
You blink a few times as you take in the way his eyes shine at the flashing light, glossy from the alcohol he had and you felt bad for your friend's reaction. He was so cute, he didn't deserve her bad temper.
"Yeah everything's fine ! It happens," you answered gently, trying to calm down your racing heart as his eyes lingered on you.
Going back from your lips as you talked to your eyes, then back to your lips again, Jake ended up smiling at you sweetly. His posture changed, from ready to go back to his friends and continue the party to settling down in front of you, hiding one of his hands in his pocket nonchalantly, but his eyes told another story. He was eager for you to talk, continue what he just accidently started and get to know someone new.
"You weren't there last year, I would've remembered such a face," he said with a smirk.
It only made your friend roll your eyes before she left, showing her empty glass above her head.
"Sorry about her, she's a little cold," you excused her with a tired smile. "But yeah, it's our first time," you confirmed.
Taking a step closer to him, he blinked a few times, not knowing where you were going, until you rested your back on the wall next to him. He held back from leaning in next to you, even if he desperately wanted to. He proceeded to ask about you more than he let you ask about him, making you giggle after some time.
"You don't want to talk about yourself ? You have something to hide ? A girlfriend ?" you ask playfully, knowing how it is in this line of business, before taking the last sip of your drink.
He chuckled awkwardly at your words, he didn't even notice he was being evasive in his answers.
"Nah, I'm a free man," he shurged with a smirk. "What do you wanna know so bad then?"
"I don't know, if you're free after this ?" you tried to hold back the smile on your lips, but failed miserably after catching his eyes widening at your words.
A giggle escaped your lips, "You're so cute Jake."
He's never been so thankful of his ten layers of makeup than now, he couldn't let you know how flustered he felt at the moment, how good his name sounds on your tongue and how cute you were yourself.
"I'm not, but I can clear some time for a pretty girl like you," he answered as he leaned into your ear.
Park Sunghoon
"You're enjoying your night ?"
Your voice came out of nowhere, high but hesitant. Sunghoon has to straighten his back and look around himself twice before his eyes find you. Your head tilted to the side as you held your glass of wine nonchalantly. His eyebrows lift for a second before clinking his half drank glass with yours, now a pretty yet polite smile on his lips.
"Very much, thank you. Are you ?" he asked, more politely than out of curiosity.
"I'm thinking about going home," you shrugged. "People talk to my members more than me," you confessed, but not without taking a shamefully long sip right after.
If Sunghoon remembered well, it was the first time he saw you around a fashion week despite the few years you had been in the industry now. He remembered talking with you a few times during his MC days, maybe that's why you came to him instead of anyone else around here. This kind of party can be intimidating at first, he can give you that. Even more if your day was long as well.
Yes, at first it looked like you were begging for attention, but after watching you glance over the crowd anxiously, bouncing on your feet, his eyes softened and he dropped the polite facade. His hand left his pocket to find your smaller back, pulling you one step closer to him.
"I can make it fun if you want," he started slowly, close to your ear, making your heart race in your ribcage. You'll never admit the shameful thought that ran through your mind as his hot breath fell on your ear.
"I can introduce you to some people I know now, they're fine and don't mind that much who you came with," he added, smiling down to you warmly now.
"You don't have to ! I don't want to bother you–"
"Why did you come to me then ?" he interjected, lifting an eyebrow.
It left you speechless for a second, your cheeks burning at the reality that hung by the tip of your tongue. You looked away from him.
"I didn't want to stay alone," you confessed, playing with the end of your ponytail. "And you were alone too, so I thought I could talk with you a little."
You were so cute, it might actually make his heart burst. He already thought about it, how surprising it was that you were anxious when you were a famous actress and a kpop idol. It made him wonder why you were afraid to be alone when people were probably dying to talk to you. His hand started rubbing your back a little, easing the tension building there – showing you you weren't alone.
"And you did great, 'cause now you have to follow me around and enjoy your night with me. How does that sound ?" He wanted to keep you close now, so you wouldn't feel left out again.
"Great, actually," you chuckled sweetly, now a pretty smile resting on your lips. "Thanks, Sunghoon."
His heart skipped a beat at how his name sounds coming from your lips, he wanted to hear it again. Tonight, or even after.
"Anytime."
Kim Sunoo
"Enjoying a drink all by yourself, pretty ?"
You probably would've been a lot more cold if you didn't recognize his voice quickly. Instead you turned around with a big smile on your face and leaned into his side without a warning.
"What, you're already tipsy ?" he asked, almost shocked as he covered his face dramatically, making you laugh. But you don't miss the way his other hand almost closed around you in a heartbeat.
"I'm not," you hit his chest gently. "It's my second drink, I'm just happy to finally see you."
You couldn't even get a glimpse of your friend today after taking a few pictures with him earlier. Not that you weren't busy yourself, but their popularity is insane compared to yours, and he was asked around all day. Even tonight, he spends a lot of time with other artists before finding you. He sat next to you at the bar, asking for something as well, because 'he can't let you drink alone' – but you can tell his day has been long and that he just needs to relax.
"OK, smile," he commended immediately after his drink was served.
He pulled out his phone so quickly you didn't even register it before his arm wrapped around your shoulders and held you close to him, snapping a few pictures. Taking different poses, your lips end up finding his cheek after a few silly ones, leaving a small lipstick stain. You laughed at the sight, ignoring the possessive feeling growing in your heart and going to brush it off. He took a picture before you could even get close and it made your heart skip a beat, seeing your friend so proud of it. You had to shake your head slightly to get your thoughts together. It was nothing for you and Sunoo, it never meant anything.
Leaning into him to go through his album with him right after, as he checked if any of them would be acceptable to post – none were, without surprises — he stopped on the one where you kiss him.
"I definitely can't post that," he chuckled, but it almost sounds bitter.
You're surprised he even mentioned it. It wasn't something new, it already happened before but for some reason, it seems to bother him tonight. Taking a long look at his face, you ended up bumping your shoulder against his, smiling sweetly as you tried your best to make him smile again too.
"It's fine, it's not like you want them to know."
It sounded more friendly in your head – less like you're trying to hide your relationship when everybody knows you two are close friends. You took a long sip from your drink, trying to brush your comment away while swiping to another picture, but his eyes aren't focused on his screen anymore. Not when you're there, so close, looking so pretty that the need of ruining his career for you had never been stronger.
"You're right," he answered simply, and for a second you think it's long forgotten.
Until his lips leave a sweet kiss on your temple, only for the barman to see and you know it's not a simple kiss, it's heavy with a thousand words neither of you can say here. Yet, you also know it will never be the same after.
Yang Jungwon
After he took some pictures with you earlier that day, Jungwoon couldn't get you out of his mind. He promised himself he'll find you tonight and try to talk a bit more with you, since the day is always so busy, you barely have time to breathe. He's alert as the lights flash around the crowd, helping him to get a better view. When his eyes finally found you downstairs, sitting next to some people talking, a smile showed on his face. Leaning into Jake, he told him he was leaving before heading straight to you.
You had your phone in one hand, an empty glass in the other and you kept on checking it like you were waiting for something to save you. Since you came alone, you were free to leave whenever you felt like it but it felt too early yet to keep a polite image. You flinched when a glass appeared in front of your face, but soon your widened eyes found their way to the person that just sat on the couch next to you. Jungwon was smiling at you, his dimples digging into the skin of his cheeks sweetly.
"I noticed yours was empty, you could share one with me, maybe ?" It was smooth and just like that, he easily won a shy chuckle from your lips.
"Yes, I can definitely do that," you said as you took the cold glass from his hands, his fingers brushing yours.
"It's your first time here, right ?" he asked in a heartbeat, making sure he heard you right earlier.
You nodded, taking a long sip from the strawberry mojito he just got you. It must be your what, third drink now ? The world wasn't spinning yet, but you were definitely getting more comfortable without meaning to.
"It must be intimidating," he said, leaning closer to you to make sure you heard him well.
"Kinda," you did the same to answer, your thigh touching his. "It can be boring quickly too."
A bubbly laughter left his throat, "Good thing I came along then."
He was about to ask more about you, getting to know you a little since he didn't remember bumping into you anywhere, when you opened your mouth again.
"Really," you sighed in relief. "I was about to leave, actually. But my manager would've been mad."
The smile he achieved to put on your lips disappeared instantly, replaced by you looking deep into your pink drink like it holds all the answers you seek.
"You just made this night worth it," you added, now looking back to him with a soft smile, not quite reaching your eyes yet – but he'll make sure it will.
You're so sweet, it might make his heart stop. He lost track of the time with you, you were so easy to talk to, you kept on asking questions about his activities just as he did for you. His empty drink was long forgotten on the small table, instead he was drinking your words as you kept rambling about something you love without even looking him in the eyes. You didn't realize your thighs resting against his, nor do you seem to notice your hand resting on his thigh from time to time when you agree with him, but he can't get it out of his head.
But every good thing has an end and before he could realize, it was time for them to leave. Jay was waving his way, telling him to come back and he wanted to scream.
"I have to leave, sadly," he excused himself, getting up slowly.
"I'm leaving too then !" you said a little too quickly, gaining a few side eyes.
It only made him chuckle before he gave you his arm, "I'm walking you out then, in exchange for your number."
You hide your smile behind your hand as the other takes the arm he gracefully offered you. You leaned into his shoulder because of all the alcohol you had all night, holding your laughter.
"I was planning on asking for yours too," you admit, holding his gaze.
You looked so breathtaking with your cheeks flushed, he would've loved to take you back with him.
Nishimura Riki
Riki was scanning the crowd, taking a moment to slow down a little after the hell of a day he's just been through. He's only half listening to his hyungs, and only answering when he's directly spoken to. Jake is on the other side of the couch, talking to someone Riki doesn't really know, at least not more than by name, and decided to not focus on that.
As he kept on looking around, his eyes fell on you, another Japanese idol he never had the chance to talk to besides some polite greetings. Thinking it would be a great opportunity, he pounders the idea a little, not wanting to interfere when you're already talking with someone. Until he noticed the way your eyes look around the crowd awkwardly, or even the way you bounced on your feet with a forced smile. He frowned slightly, but got up without a word, making his way slowly to you.
You did your best to hide your relief when you noticed him stopping next to you, but the smile showing on your lips couldn't be helped when his hand hovered over your smaller back.
"I've been looking for you," he says lowly, the shadow of a smile on his lips.
You nodded his way, and before you could even speak to the man in front of you, he was about to leave – not without wishing you a good night first. You smiled politely until he was out of your view and sighed in relief.
"You saved me there, thank you so much. He wouldn't stop talking about himself !" you said quickly in Japanese, not wanting for anyone to understand.
"No problem," he hummed, surprised to see you so comfortable around yet already.
"I'm happy I can finally talk with you !" you added, clapping your hands together. "You seem intimidating so I never dared come to you, I'm sorry about that."
"Don't worry about that, we rarely see each other anyway," he assured, gently nodding.
It makes him a little shy to see you so open to him already, but it's not a bad thing. It makes his night much more interesting, and you were actually nice to talk to.
He took a step closer as you were speaking, letting people travel freely around you two – just then did he come to realize how small you looked next to him despite your heels. He's really trying to play it cool, that's the first real conversation you two had after all, but it really moved something in his heart.
It's everything, from the way you lift your head up to look him in the eyes as he talks, to the way your hands move when you speak and try to get your point through. He has no regrets helping you out of this awkward situation.
A comfortable smile took place on his lips before he could even realize it, and he doesn't want to leave anymore. Not if it means leaving you here. Not that he'll never see you around again, but now that he got to learn about you, he wants to know even more, to get closer to you.
Maybe that's why he's so on edge when you started looking behind him a few times in a row, maybe that's why it got him frowning as you did before locking your pretty, sad eyes on him.
"They tell me we're leaving already, I'm so sorry," the way your voice becomes smaller and smaller breaks his heart.
He can't help but lay his hand on your arm, brushing his thumb lightly on your skin.
"It's fine, we can keep in touch," he said, taking his phone out of his pocket.
Your eyes light up at his offer, and don't waste a second to take yours out as well and take his number.
Yeah, he might let you go tonight, but it won't be for long.
non est. relationship, making out (duh), more suggestive for some, reader is NOT shy (not me), reader has lips piercing (rings) for taesan's (from someone who has lips piercing), leehan wants that cookie
💫: it's been a while sorry, im writing longer fic lately so it takes time with work, but i felt like doing this so here it is !
Park Sungho
Sungho can feel his throat tighten when he lock eyes with Jaehyun as he closed the closet’s door to his face, the way he wiggled his eyebrow one last time while mouthing him the word ‘proof’ again makes it hard to swallow the lump in his throat. He lets go of a shallow breath when he can’t no longer see in front for him and suddenly, he’s more than aware of how small the closet is. His shoulder hits the door as he turns around and all he can smell is your perfume – despite Woonhak’s clothes filling the closet.
You’re so close, almost touching him with every move he makes. On the other hand, you don’t even move your little finger. The air is electric, heavy as all he can hear is your calm breathing not matching his at all. He clears his throat a first time, then a second before he feels you move closer.
“So ?” you asked in a whisper, your breath fanning on his skin, causing the hair of his arms to raise. “Wanna do something, or are we just gonna stare in the dark for nearly ten minutes ?”
Your tone told him everything he needed to know, he can feel his cheeks getting warmer and his chest raise in anticipation. Maybe it’s the few, light, drinks he had during the night – well, without it, he wouldn’t even be there to begin with – he’s confident enough to let his hands find your waist and pull you closer. You stumble into his chest thanks to the few clothes that fell on the floor as you stepped in a second ago, making your breath hitched. It tugged in smirk on his lips, feeling your hand grabbing onto the black tank top he had on, he can feel your cold hand through the fabric.
Brushing his nose teasingly into yours, waiting half a second, just to make you want for more before his lips pressed on yours gently at first, knocking the air out of his lunges. Your chest is pressed against his, making it hard to focus on anything else – not that he wants to. He forgets about the noises coming from outside the closet, the whole situation in fact. All he can think of is the way your lips move in sync with his, how eager you become as the second pass and how hungry for more you get.
Sungho’s intoxicated with you, everything about you : your scent, your touch, how you feel under his hot palms as he grabbed onto the skin of your waist harder now, just to feel you closer if it was even possible. The way you hum into the kiss drives him crazy, leaving him wanting more of you than just a hot kiss that neither of you seem to break – even if it means barely gasping for air without truly breaking it. He has no idea how long it’s been already, but for good measure, he finally breaks the kiss.
“Sungho–?” you don’t even have time to ask him anything that his hand grabbed your face forcefully, tilting it upward, leaving all the room he needs around your throat.
Your breath gets caught when his lips find the hot skin below your ear, kissing the way down to the base of your neck. A whine fell from your lips before you could even realize it when he sucked on the tender flesh, taking you by surprise. Your knees are weak, his other arm holding your strongly against him when they almost gave up on you and you swear you want to see all he can do to you with his strength. Your nails dig moon crescents into the skin of his shoulder at the feeling.
But the time is up, and the second Sungho hears someone walking to the door, his mouth let go in a loud pop before his gaze anchors in your blinking and glossy eyes, your mouth slightly agape and he can tell you want more – just like he does. Yet he still let go off you quickly when the door finally opens and plays it cool when Jaehyun’s jaw drop open in a smile at the big purplish hickey on your neck.
Lee Sanghyuk – Riwoo
When the door closed on his side, the first thing that crossed his mind was that he didn’t want you to do anything if you didn’t want to – even if you seemed to enjoy the game more than him since they started it. Or maybe it was the alcohol speaking more than you, he wasn’t sure, he wasn’t really that close to you. The darkness made it hard for him to picture where you were, how far at least, so he nearly jumped when your hands found him.
“Wanna have fun ?” you asked gently, your thumb drawing slow circles on the back of his hands as you guided them higher to your waist, without making them touch you before he answered.
A shaking chuckle left his lips as he smiled anxiously at first. Wetting his lips quickly, he leans closer, enough for his lips to ghost over yours as he answers. “Yeah.”
That’s all it takes for your lips to crash on his without hesitation, taking him aback. His hands rest comfortably on your waist, goosebumps running up his arms following the feather-like touch of your hands until your hands cross behind his neck, pulling him closer. Kissing his lips hungrily, teeth clashing and your tongue picking at his bottom lips – he can barely catch his breath. He never dared thinking of you that way, kinda thinking you were out of his league and genuinely thinking you never really noticed him much more than for his silly joke. So your fingers running through the hair at the base of his neck told you another story.
His grip on you tightened as you pulled gently on his lips, a small whimper came out making you chuckle.
“That’s not funny,” he whispered against your lips but leaned in right after, not leaving you room to answer, too lost in the moment.
A small gasp left your throat when he pulled you flushed into his chest. Now it was his turn to turn you on even more, reciprocating your eagerness as he kissed you one last time before leaving open mouth kisses down your neck. The light pull in his hair had more effect on him than he’d like to admit, and you could probably feel it by now. Tilting your head back, a breathy moaned echo in his ears, and he couldn’t help but think he won the lottery for having such a pretty girl melting under his touch.
He stopped for a second when he felt your fingers creeping under his shirt, feeling the toned skin of his stomach under your pads as you stroke his side gently.
“I want you,” you whispered gently, making him stop in his tracks.
Looking back at you, his eyes widened slightly when he saw the soft neediness written all over your face even though he can barely see it, he would’ve remembered if you ever looked this soft and it made his heart beat faster.
It stopped when the door opened to Taesan whistling when he saw you still all over him. He never saw you backing down so shyly before, but he also didn’t miss the lingering look you gave him before tilting your head to the stairs.
“If you want to,” you added with a small shrugged, and that was bold of you to think he didn’t want to when all he could think of was how you’d feel wrapped around him.
Myung Jaehyun
Jaehyun was all talk when he first sat down around the circle, leaning on his hand backward confidently as he drank way too quickly. His cocky smile almost irritated you, but you had to admit it looked hot on him. So you didn’t really take a moment to think when the bottle he spun stopped on you, you just accepted your fate and followed him into the damn closet.
To your surprise, Jaehyun let his back hit the wall as soon as he stepped in without making any moves, making you arch your brow. The cocky smile was now on your lips, not that he could really see it anyway. Taking the dangerous step between you two, you wrapped your arms around his neck only to feel his breath hitched as you did so.
“What now, MyungJae ? All bark no bite ?” you asked against his lips.
“I just didn’t expect you,” he admitted, tilting his head slightly so his nose wouldn't bump into yours instinctively.
“Why’s that ?” you proceeded, playing with the slightly longer stand of hair in his neck.
His hands hover over your hips for a second as he collects his thoughts, swallowing hard before daring leaving them lightly on the exposed skin between your low cut jeans and shirt.
“I don’t know, you’re hot ? That’s intimidating,” he said softly but you can hear – and feel – the smile on his lips.
It makes you roll your eyes, “as if that would change anything for you.”
With that, you cut the conversation short and kissed him properly, ignoring the goosebumps rising under his soft touch. A small chuckle left through his nose when you didn't waste a second to deepen the kiss, playing with the soft hair of his neck some more before both your hands traveled down to hold his cheeks. A warm feeling embraced him at the sweet gesture, the way you cradle his skin gently twist his stomach in something so different from neediness. He almost feels bad at the way his pads dig into your skin, but you're intoxicating. Everything, the softness of your lips on his, your perfume going up his nostrils enough so he could get drunk on it.
Your teeth nipping at his bottom lips made him weak and he had to fight any desperate sigh from coming out of his mouth. He couldn't let you have you this too. But his skin was melting under your touch, now that your fingers were traveling down his chest without leaving him any space to catch his breath. They stay comfortably on the loop of his belt, pulling him closer. His breath hitched loudly, and he could feel your cocky smile against his lips.
"You're impossible," he whispered out of breath as he broke the kiss for a second.
"You seem to enjoy it though," you argued, your hand traveling south for a second, brushing slightly the boner hiding in his jeans.
He scoffed, pulling you flushed against him and tilting your head up gently with his pointer finger. It made your stomach twisted, not expecting this kind of move from him.
"And you look like you want to feel it down your throat," he added, his finger tracing down your neck as his lips moved against yours before he left one last kiss.
The door opened to a rather flushed Woonhak to see you still in Jaehyun’s arms. He babbled some words as Jaehyun stepped out of the closet, flashing you a cocky smile one last time as you closed your agape mouth, not believing what he just told you.
Han Donghmin – Taesan
"So, you were curious ?"
Was the first thing you asked after the door closed beside you. Taesan can hear your back lay gently on the other side of the closet and he can't help the way his heart is racing. He swallows, takes a small breath before nodding even if you can't really see it.
"You heard that ?"
"You weren't really subtle about it," he can hear the shrug in your voice, and a dry chuckle left his lips.
"Maybe not," he accepts his fate, looking straight in front of him where you must be since there's literally no room. "So ? You're gonna let me test ?" he processed to ask.
"Sure."
He doesn't need anything more before taking the only step separating him from you – he already lost a whole minute talking, he can't lose more.
His lips don't crash on yours like you expected, no. They laid gently on them, tasting the bitter rest of alcohol, feeling the chill of the two rings sitting still around your lips before they moved smoothly to take your breath away. He didn't drink, there's nothing bitter in his breath, just the sweet taste of pineapple and you have to admit it makes you want more.
You can't help the way your fingers wrapped around the bottom of his shirt when his hand gently finds your cheek, and you're almost ashamed of the soft humming that leaves your throat when he deepens the kiss right after. He's intoxicating, his cologne clinging to your skin and you don't know if you want to get rid of it or for it to stay on your clothes so you can fall asleep with his scent around you.
On the other hand, he barely feels them, the rings. Or maybe he's too obsessed with the way your lips move confidently against his, how you don't even hesitate to pull him closer or dig your nails in the skin of his hips through his shirt. He wonders how it must feel on his back, how the scratches must hurt afterwards but right now, all he wants is to eat you alive. You whine when he tries to bite on the ring and pull, frowning his way despite the fact he can't see it – you push his chest slightly.
"Don't ?"
"Why not ?" he teased, his teeth now nipping at the thin skin of your lips instead.
It's too hard to get them anyway, he settles for less – he's fine with it, as long as he can hear the airy whine falling from your lips. He doesn't know how much time is left, and he's sure he cares if someone opens the door while he's feeding down your neck.
So his hands drive south and lifted the bottom of your shirt, his cold hand laying harshly on the skin of your waist before breaking the kiss. A smirk tug at his lips when you follow him before he kisses his way down your neck to your cleavage.
"Dongmin–" you whined, one of your hands finding his red hair when you're suddenly bathed in light.
Several screams and whistles resonate across the room, but the only thing you can hear is the click of his tongue as he stopped kissing you. But when you lock eyes with him one last time before he lets you go, you can tell they're full of promises – if you want to.
"So ?" Jaehyun asked with raised eyebrows.
Dongmin shrugged, "you don't really feel it."
Kim Donghyun – Leehan
He didn't say a word when the bottle stopped on him, he barely even looked you in the eyes as Dongmin walked you two to his closet. So you didn't expect him to push you against the wall the second the door closed. You hear some reactions at the loud sound outside but couldn't give it more care when his lips hover over yours immediately.
His large hands find their place on your hips, his cologne intoxicates you in half a second and you have to push on his chest slightly or you might get more miserable than you can accept.
His heart was racing under your touch, the proximity forcing you to take a deep breath despite it being mixed with his.
"What's up with you ?" you asked softly, his nose brushing into yours as he leaned closer again.
"I'm just serious about games," he said plainly before leaning in and kissing you fully.
It's overwhelming. His lips are rough on yours, kissing you deeply without hesitation it makes your heart beat faster and faster. You can't think straight, your hands grip on his collar like a lifeline, roughly pulling him closer and closer, until his chest is pressed against yours. Stands of his hair falling into your face, tingling gently the apple for your cheeks and you don't waste a second to hold it back with both your hands, running your fingers gently on his scalp. He could tie them at this point, and as a low groan left his throat, you swear you felt your stomach twisted.
His kisses are hungry, eager for more and it caught your breath when you felt his tongue running on your bottom lips. You opened up without hesitation, allowing his tongue to dance with yours as you hum into his mouth.
You never would've thought he was like this, to have such ease around your body like he owns it. At least it really does feel like it when he slowly pushes your shirt up to draw small and slow circles on your hips.
You honestly abandoned fighting for dominance the second his lips fell on yours, and just went with the flow, pulling on his hair slightly just to get another mutual groan that makes you want to beg for more.
It's so hot, you can barely breath with the strength he used to keep your back against the wall. A small whine escaped your lips when he broke the kiss, and you can't help but follow them a little before hearing a low chuckle from him. You don't even have time to ask what's up when you feel his lips leaving open kisses down your neck, straight to your chest.
A shaking, breathy giggle left your lips when you feel him suck on the tender skin as he pulls your shirt down for a better access. It's too much. Him, his warm touch, it just leaves you there wanting more when you don't even have 10 minutes together. As a high pitched whine left your lips, you can feel him smile on your skin.
"Oh ?" he hummed, coming back to your lips to kiss you more time before you heard movements outside the closet.
When the door opens, he's on the other side of the closet, gently fixing his hair while you're still out of breath, and everyone can see the purple mark on your chest.
Kim Woonhak
He cleared his throat nervously when the door closed behind him. Sungho almost had to push him in when he asked to play himself, surely making Jaehyun laugh, but Woonhak was about to pee himself. Not that he didn't want to be there, with you, he just never thought he'd ever get intimate with one of his hyung's friends.
"We don't have to do anything if you don't want to," he started, talking way too fast for it to look like he's just trying to cool things down.
"We can like, get to know each other ?" he offered half sarcastically, making you giggle lightly.
"You're cute, Woonhak, Jaehyun's right about that," you said gently, as you took the two steps between you two. "You really wanna talk ?" you asked honestly after making his heart jump in his chest, bumping your finger into his chest.
Swallowing the lump forming in his throat, he shook his head before he whispered, "No."
His big hands instinctively reach for your waist then, pulling you closer as your perfume fills his nostrils and he had to close his eyes for a second to collect himself before your chapped lips land in his.
He's taken aback at the sweetness of them, the rest of the juice you mixed with strong alcohol all night but he can't taste the bitter taste of it. Or maybe he's just lost in too deep already, loving the way your lips move gently in sync with his.
He'll never hear the end of it, he already knows it, but he wouldn't trade his place for anything. He actually loved how you feel under his palms, your chest pressed against his and he's almost ashamed how his body reacted quickly.
Getting lost in the kiss, his arms roamed on your back as he hugged you closer. He's out of breath already, but he can't bring himself to let you go, not when you hum blissfully in his mouth enough for him to want to eat you alive. So gently, he pushed his knee between your thighs, and the gasp that escaped your lips made his blood go south.
No more being shy. His lips crashed back on yours as he steady his grip on you and turned you around in one swift movement to push your back against the wall, all that without breaking the kiss.
It's hungry, rushed, like he's not sure he's doing it right but can't help but go on anyway. He pulls you closer harshly, and his heart stops when your hands find the hair at the nape of his neck. He doesn't want to stop, doesn't want to let go and something in him makes sure he doesn't hear the person come closer.
But he surely hates the light coming in suddenly, but not as much as he hates breaking away from your lips. His breath is fading on your lips as he tries to catch it under the eyes of his friends.
He can't look you in the eyes as the both of you walk out the closet, he can't hold any eye contact to be honest, but he's uncomfortable in his jeans and all he can wish for is that you'll follow him upstairs to help him out.
MDI!! est. relationship, p in v (protect yourself guys!), kinda toxic, mention of biting, facial, after care
💫: idk what to think about it, it sounded better in my head, again, let me know what you think ! it really helps me out
Passing the door of his apartment with a deep sigh, you didn't even have time to put your bag down when Jaehyun pushed you against the door, closing it fully with the impact. His lips crash on yours in a second, and it's immediately clashing teeth in a hungry kiss. There's nothing sweet about him. His hands are rough on the skin of your waist, holding on too tight while pushing you into the door with his body at the same time. It's too much, too quickly.
He's been an ass all night, so much you two had to leave before he made a scene over nothing. Yes, Jaehyun’s quite possessive, but it never went to that extent.
"Jaeh–" you couldn't even talk that he kept on kissing you hungrily, like his life depends on it.
No matter if you tried to push him away or the strength you put into it, it was useless. He wasn't letting go one bit, his grip even tightened around your waist.
"Oh my god," you whispered breathlessly when he finally let you breathe, only to kiss his way down your chest.
Your grip on his shirt tightens when his teeth nip at the skin of your neck roughly, making you yelp in pain. You didn't mind, you never really do, yet this time feels different. He's so rough with you when he rarely is, even if you ask for it so it does turn you on, but you can't help but worry.
You breath hitches as you call his name faintly, sucking in a moan as he sucks on the skin of your neck harder. "What's up with you ?"
"You're all mine right ?" he whispers on your skin, stopping for a second, his voice deeper than you've ever heard.
You nodded quickly without hesitation, thinking it'll help him relax even a little, but instead his fingers grabbed your face roughly, forcing you to lock eyes with him. They widened as you realized how upset he looked, his eyes darkened and his lips in a thin line. You're almost ashamed at the pool forming between your thighs – almost, because seeing him upset is such a rare sight, you can't help but find him hot.
"Then why did you let Dongmin check you out like this all night, huh ? You'd rather have him fucking you?"
His words were the equivalent of a cold shower. You can't even fully register what he just said, genuinely flabbergasted by his words as he grabbed your hand and guided you to your room.
"Jaehyun, what the– of course not !" you yelled completely helpless as he dragged you there, pushing you into the bed before you could even say something else.
"Prove it then," he said coldly, tilting his head slightly.
One of his hands found his belt as he started unbuckling it quickly before crawling on top of you.
"You're really that jealous–" he cuts you again, kissing you deeply.
His free hand pushed your skirt up, taking your breath away the second the pads of his fingers found the wet spot on your black panties. He groaned into the kiss, getting harder at the thought of you wrapped around him. He couldn't wait for it, he wanted to hear his name slipping out of your mouth like honey so the both of you remember well who you belong to.
Sitting back on his knees for a second, more gently than any of his moves tonight, he took your panties off before throwing it away somewhere in the room. Jaehyun slowed down for a second, taking in the way your skirt barely covers your pussy now and how out of breath you were under him, looking at him with that confused look in your eyes. God, he was loving it. Because you were all his, and for his eyes only. Kissing you again, he pushed two fingers into you without a warning, making you hummed into his mouth. He didn't wait to pound into you, dragging them in and out of you quickly without letting you even a second to get used to it.
You arched your back at the slight pain before whining in the kiss, pleasure taking over it at a speed you couldn't even comprehend at this point. He knows what he's doing, dragging his fingers at the right place over and over, pushing on the right spot and soon enough he breaks the kiss to fully enjoy all the small – or not – noises falling off your pretty lips. Kissing down to your neck again instead, he doesn't stop, doesn't even slow down to tease, no, he wants you to fall apart under him – for him. He stares down at you with focused eyes, memorizing the way your body is torn in pleasure under his touch. His hot breath on your skin makes you dizzy, pulling him closer into you as you can feel getting closer. A loud moan leaves your lips and your nails dig into the skin of his shoulder.
"Yes, yes, Jaehyun–" you moaned, arching your back enough for your chest to be pressed against his own, feeling the knot in your belly about to snap.
Then he stops, making you whine loudly but not for the reason you wanted.
"You're so mean," you whispered, out of breath.
"Ah yeah ? Am I ?" he asked sarcastically, this time freeing his cock fully and aligning himself with your entrance. "You'd rather have someone else fucking you, huh ? Someone gentler, less mean ,"
"No !–"
You're cut again when he pushes himself fully into you, making you gasp before you moan in his ear as he doesn't waste a second before thrusting deep into you.
"Who do you want then ?" he whispers in the shell of your ear almost sweetly, as if he wasn't already rearranging your organs.
"You !" You screamed as your nails tugged on his hair like your life depends on it.
Finally, a satisfied chuckle left his lips. "That's right, me."
Sitting up, still buried deep into you, he stopped for a second to take both your thighs in his hands, loving the fucked up expression on your face, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he pulled you closer to him with a deep groan.
"Just me," he thrusts deeply at each word, now pushing your thighs against your chest.
He loves the way you gasp at the switch of position, the way you clench so tight around him at the strength he uses to keep them in place as he thrusts even deeper.
"You're all mine, just mine," he groans as he can feel himself getting closer.
You're nothing but moans and whimpers under his touch as he fucks you senseless, calling his name like he's your savior, and he loves it. Because no one can have you like he does, no one can make you feel this good but him, because he's made for you.
"Fuck," he moaned, his voice deep as he can feel he's about to reach his high. "Sit up." he commanded in a hurry as he pulled his cock out of you.
Moving like a puppet, you whined at the lack of him inside you but did as you were told as he stroked himself through his high. Sticking your tongue out as you open your mouth, the sight made him cum immediately in a low groan, loads of cum now painting your face.
Licking what fell next to your mouth, you never broke eye contact as he sat back on the bed, breathing heavily. Your eyes soften as you watch his features relax back into the man you know. Stroking your knuckles along his cheek gently, a soft smile spread on your face as you did your best to forget your actual state.
"Feeling better ?" you asked in a whisper as he collected himself.
His eyes turned softer when he caught your smile, and suddenly guilt was written all over his face.
"I'm so, so, sorry baby, oh my God," he muttered quickly, catching your face with both his hands despite his cum still all over your face.
You made a face at the sticky feeling, but didn't say anything, welcoming the sweet gesture after all of this.
"I'm gonna clean you up," he added in a hurry with puppy eyes, getting up and buttoning his pants up fast before taking you in his arms bridal style.
You giggled at the hurry in his moves as he walked you to the bathroom. You held back from leaning into him, even if you knew he wouldn't mind, you were just glad he was back to normal. Jealous Jaehyun was hot for sure, but you loved your sweet boyfriend more.
Wetting a towel with hot water, Jaehyun ran it gently across your face to clean you up as you smiled at him.
"Jaehyun, I love you," you said gently, cutting the thick silence.
"I know," he answered weakly, but not meeting your eyes.
"No you don't, you've been an ass all night," you argued jokingly, but it didn't land where you wanted.
He remained silent as he was now taking your makeup off, there was still a small frown on his face and his smile didn't return, making your heart sink.
After a beat, you added. "Don't do that again, ok ? You can be rough, but not out of jealousy."
Pushing his hands away from your face, you took his cheek between your own and pulled him closer, resting your forehead on his.
"I'm all yours."
A short breath hit your lips before his lips met yours gently for the first time tonight, and it was like a weight was lifted off your heart. You prefer your boyfriend when he's soft and secure, that's for sure. They move slowly on yours, taking his time to enjoy the softness of your lips against his before he pulls away.
"I'm sorry, really. I love you too," he whispered on your lips, leaving a small peck right after, making you smile against his lips. "Forgive me."
You feign to think about it, a finger tapping your lips as he looks up to you since he was crouching in front of you sitting on the edge of the bathtub.
"Let's take a bath, maybe then I'll forgive you," you said playfully, kissing his nose.
His eyes lit up at your words and, after he crashed his lips on yours one last time, he did as he was told to regain your heart he never lost.
SYN : you make out with them in their (sports) car
❛𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉 ❜ :: f.reader 𝜗𝜚 wc(~2.4k) ◌⃝
Non established relationships, mention of alcohol, biting, hickeys, petnames, love bite, they're obviously rich/from rich familly
💫 : I'm still thinking about doing a part with the maknae line, let me know what you think <3
Lee Heeseung
"Wait, Heeseung–" you tried to speak but his lips crashed onto yours before you could manage to form a sentence, melting into the kiss.
He pulled you close instead, not in the mood to hear you talk, only to taste your skin. His hands traveled up and down your thighs as you did your best to not bump into the gearshift, managing your things on either side of his but not out of the seat. Which turned out to be harder than you thought, making you flex them more than you'd like to.
But wasn't it worth it ? When you could feel his warm hands grabbing your waist roughly like he's never touched a girl in his life – and you know he did. Pulling you impossibly closer, flush against his chest as he silently moans under your weight and into your mouth. It was blissful, and most of all, you win the bet your friends set you up to.
It was a win–win situation. You had the sexiest guy of your promo grinding into you, pulling you closer and kissing you like he needs you to breathe, and you'll have 30 bucks about it. You lost your train of thoughts when his hands slipped below your small shirt, holding in a small gasp.
"No, I wanna hear you," he muttered against your lips, nipping at your lower lips with his teeth. "Don't hold back."
You could feel him getting harder between your legs, but his hands resting on your waist kept you in place, his fingertips brushing the skin of your lower ribs sweetly. You tried to pull him into another kiss, chasing his lips as he started to kiss down your cheek to your jaw. A breathy moan escaped your lips as he left an open mouth kiss along your neck.
The car was slowly getting foggy and you had to keep your hands in his hair so you wouldn't leave any print on the windows. Heesung didn't seem to mind, too lost in the taste of you, kissing your neck to any glimpse of your chest that was accessible. Lost in the blessed feeling of your nails scratching his scalp, pulling his hair when he gets a little too comfortable with his teeth into your skin. But how could he hold back when it makes you whine sinfully, almost pronographicly, just for him ? He couldn't.
Instead, one of his hands traveled south to grab one of your cheeks under your skirt into his big hand, while the other found its place behind your neck, pulling you into another breathtaking kiss. Deepening the kiss, enjoying your nails digging into the skin of his shoulder despite his shirt he couldn't help but sighed too.
Oh, how he didn't want to let go, getting drunk by the faint taste of alcohol on your lips and the small, almost shy noises you made. Your breathy moans drive him insane, he couldn't get enough of it as his hand roamed on your body, memorizing every curve of it, imprinting it behind his eyelids.
His head fell back on the headrest as a guttural groan left his lips. You started grinding against his hips and he could've just cum in his pants. His hands grabbed your hips hard, stopping your movements instantly, gaining a bothered moan from you. But his eyes might have been enough to keep you still, his gaze dark and full of lust as he leaned into you once again – almost pushing your back into the wheel.
"Don't start something you can't finish, princess," he whispers in your ear before kissing the sensitive skin below.
Your fingers twitch on his arm, and he knew he was at the right place.
"Who said I couldn't ? Not me," you bite back, nipping at his ear as well.
He chuckled, sending a chill down your spine. "Let's play then."
Park Jonseong
If you told the you from two weeks ago that you were over that stupid classmate that kept leaving her on read, she wouldn't believe you. That she will instead be sitting in the laps of some rich guy and making out with him in his car either. Maybe it was the alcohol that pushed you into his arms, maybe he was just lonely as well – you have no ideas. What was sure on the other hand was that you needed that as much as he did.
Your hands rested comfortably on his chest as his ran up and down all the way from your hips to your ribs. All this as he kissed you slowly, deeply, taking his sweet time to work you up just right when you had to grip on his shirt until your knuckles turned white at the neediness growing into you. He was testing you, pushing your patience, keeping your face from driving south to his neck with – sometimes – a strong hold on your jaw, slowly turning your panty into a pool.
Moving your hands to his shoulders, digging your nails into it before one hold his throat, you managed to break the slow, aching kiss and take in his fucked up expression.
"You're into that ?" He asked only half jokingly, referring to the hand around his neck.
"If you like it I can," you answered without a second thought, before leaving an open mouth kiss right below his jaw.
A small gasp escaped his cracked lips, as his fingers dug into the plush of your hips while you dragged kisses down his throat, getting closer and closer to his chest as you unbuttoned his shirt. He left out a breathy moan when your cold hand finds his skin, and there is no need to hide the way it makes you grow confident. Catching your breath for an instant, your lips suddenly, yet gently, started sucking on his pale skin. One of his hands flies to your hair, grabbing a handful of before pulling you away harshly. You swear the knot in your stomach could release at the feeling and a moan left your lips at his sudden dominant behavior.
"You can't do that, darling. I work tomorrow," he explained sweetly in your ear before kissing your cheek right next to it.
"So what ? We can't go on tonight ?" you dared ask, sounding more bratty and demanding than you wanted to.
He chuckled, shaking his head before bringing you closer, taking the soft skin of your chest between his teeth. You yelped at the sudden pain, trying to push him away but he didn't flinch, not even a bit. Instead, he goes on and keeps on kissing his way up to your lips again, leaving only an agonizing small peck on it.
"No, but maybe we can see each other on Saturday night, what do you think? I can invite you to a nice restaurant," he offered, his lips still hovering around your ear.
You couldn't decline him, could you now ?
Sim Jaehyun
Even without a fucking bet, he wanted you pinned down below him. So when Heesung dared him to bring you back to his car, he couldn't say no. Not to a pretty thing like you, not when you were the finesse cheerleader in his eyes. It took him a few nights out, wandering around the city with you. Then a few late night rides until he could bring you back to his car while leaving hot, messy kisses on your glossy lips.
He dreamed of you leaning in the back seat of his sports car, hovering over you as he gently dragged his hand up and down your waist. You desperately tried to hold your moans in, you did, not wanting to give him everything he wanted yet, but always failed miserably as he pushed his knee between your thighs. Your hands in his hair made him see stars, you sound so dreamy, looked like a dream – he couldn't get enough of it.
Kissing you felt like a drug he couldn't get away from, and it wasn't just about having you pinned down anymore, no. His heart was beating faster as he deepened the kiss, silently asking, begging for you to give him more. Your pretty lips on his wasn't enough, he wanted to feel your skin under his fingertips, taste your skin and make sure no-one will ever have the same idea. Making sure they knew you belonged to him already.
When you let out his name in a breathy moan, he was done for. He pulled your body close to him, flushed to his chest and his lips left yours, kissing along your jaw instead. He was growing uncomfortable in his jeans, the more your chest moves up and down rapidly, the more he wants to get rid of your stupid, oversized t-shirt.
"You have no idea what you're doing to me," he murmured into your skin.
Jake paused for a second, taking a break to lean into the crook of your neck to leave a few gentle kisses – you swore your heart stopped. You couldn't even realize what was really going on before his lips crashed on your again, this time he took your face with both hands, cragging your cheeks as he licked your bottom lips. You didn't even hesitate before opening up for him, letting him take the lead as his tongue finds yours in a sloppy kiss.
It was getting hotter, you could barely breathe but how good it felt to feel his hands back on your body, his fingers digging into the skin of your waist as he left butterfly kisses on your neck – getting dangerously closer to your chest. You didn't bet on him to like boobs the most, but you might just be wrong.
"Can I ?" he asked in a whisper while holding the hem of your shirt.
The sight of him looking down to you, cheeks flushed and eyes half shut made the knot in your stomach tightened. You managed to let out a small yes, looking away from his heavy gaze and you could already feel him pushing your shirt up above your bra. He didn't waste a second to leave his first real kiss on your chest, grabbing the second in his hand without taking your bra off, keeping this for later. And you definitely couldn't wait for later now.
It was too much, your whole body was begging for him to touch you where you needed him the most and he was instead focused on the skin of your boobs, marking it like his life depends on it.
"Jake... I need you," you managed to whine before he made you gasp again with his mouth.
He cooed at you, coming up to your ear dangerously slow. "You do ? What can I do for you then, tell me everything."
Your eyes rolled back when he left a kiss below your ear to punctuate his words, and you knew the night would be a long one.
Park Sunghoon
He's been waiting for this all night, dreaming of this. The dinner was amazing, but so was the low neck line of your dress, revealing just enough of your chest to make him spiral into his fantasies.
Some would say it would be rushed to make out in his car after the 2nd date, but he couldn't care less when your weight was sitting comfortably on his lap, right where he wanted you all night. The pretty black dress you've chosen barely covers your ass now but it wasn't important – and better for him.
Since the door of his car locked, his hands didn't leave your waist once, gripping onto your skin like he's afraid you're gonna disappear if he loosen his grip. His lips couldn't help it but find yours again and again, no matter how many times he tried to kiss down your neck to your exposed chest. He keeps coming back, smudging your dark lipstick all over his lips. He gets drunk at the fucked up expression on your face and the way your breath hitched every time he goes down to your neck.
A smirk showed on his lips, as he left one last peck on your lips.
"Sunghoon–" you moaned his name, chasing for his lips before he went south, peppering kisses down your neck to the crook.
"Can I ?" he asked in a whisper, scared he's gonna ruin everything if he spoke out loud.
You can feel his teeth, sharp canines that kept you on edge and dreaming the whole dinner, hovering above your skin, brushing against it as he kisses your sensitive skin. When you finally nodded, he didn't waste one more second and bite into your skin, tearing a painful yet dripping with honey moan from your parted lips – even before he started sucking in it. He knows it might be a bit too much, maybe he shouldn't, but gods he doesn't want other men to think you're free. He wants them to know you belong to someone, that you're already his and he's the possessive type.
You pull on his hair perfectly, turning him on more and more until he whines in your skin after letting go of your skin with a pornographic pop.
"You like it ?" you ask, more shy than you'd like to admit and your fingers play with the hair in his neck.
"Yeah," he answered without a second thought, dreamily, as he captured your lips again.
He couldn't get enough : enough of your lips, enough of your hands holding his cheeks sweetly as he kissed you deeper, pulling you closer if this was even possible. He wanted you all over him, you perfume on the pillow next to his and to make sure even you knew you were all his now.
You were pulling him in, fingers locked in his dark hair falling on his face, tickling your cheeks before he pulled away from you. Barely a few centimeters, but it felt like breaking an oath. You chased after his lips, wanting more of him, desperately needing another kiss before his finger fell against your lips.
"Wanna go to my place so we can finish this ?" he asked, his hand smoothing your lower back, holding back from grabbing your cheek.
You wanted him here and now, raw, on the backsit – but you didn't say any of this. Instead, you pushed his hand away, but kept it into yours and kissed him gently.
"Sure, but you can't let me down again," you chuckled, knowing damn well by the hard feeling against your thigh that he wouldn't.
Mention of alcohol (jay), idol!reader for heeseung and jungwon.
Idol! Lee Heeseung
"No way !" you sighed loudly in the hallway, looking back at the youngest of your group. "You forgot it again ?"
Nobody could miss it, everyone was about to leave, or at least the few groups there for this rehearsal. Heeseung looked above his shoulders, frowning at first but his eyes softened when he saw you taking your jacket off to reveal your rather light outfit despite the pouring rain and putting it on the other girl's shoulders.
"You should be more careful, there," you added more gently now, ignoring her complaining about how you'll get cold.
He couldn't help but agree, he just got there so he was sure it was still rather shitty outside. Without a second thought, he took off his jacket and walked down the hallway, quickly as he saw your staff members hurrying you up.
He caught your arm before you left behind the door, "Take this, it's really cold outside."
Your cheeks turned red despite your heavy makeup, clearly not expecting anyone to help you out with this – even more someone from a boy group. Everyone's too scared of scandals nowadays.
"No, no I can't ! I'll be fine, really," you waved your hands and you pushed the jacket back in his arms.
He shook his head, "No, take it. I insist," he added, now wrapping it around your bare shoulders.
His fingers felt like a feather of your skin, yet it weighed heavy after he moved away. It was barely a fraction of a second, and yet it was already haunting you. His eyes landed on yours and linger, a lot longer than any polite look should, before he got called by one of his staff. He smiled your way before turning around and jogging there.
"I have to give it back to you !" you screamed as he ran away, still not recovering from his gaze in yours.
"Check your pocket !" he said while making a spin, winking your way and still smiling.
You were called to the other side and had to leave, but it felt like a crime. As your hand dives into your – his – pocket, you find a small piece of paper, with a number written on it.
Park Jonseong
The way back from the bar is always the worst, the cold sneaks into your clothes and you regret putting style above comfort one again. Eunchae can't help but laugh at how you keep hugging your bare arms, trying to bring some warmth to your body. You barely walk straight and without each other you'll probably have fallen to the ground not even a step out of the bar, but it made you laugh anyway. Your friends are right behind you, stepping outside right after the both of you.
"It's not that cold in the end," Yunjin comments, she expected way worse.
"You're kidding ??" you cried, one of your hands rubbing your arm.
"Here," Jay, being the gentleman he is, spoke out of nowhere, taking a step towards you as he slips his jacket off his shoulders.
"What– no, it's ok–"
"Take it," he cut you without looking in your eyes, placing his leather jacket on top of your shoulders instead. "You're the only one cold here."
You face heat up at this statement but he was right, you were the only one complaining about it. Putting it on properly, it looked so big on you, you could probably drown in it but it protected you from the wind just enough for you to feel better.
Jay did his best to stay focused, because seeing your smaller body engulfed in his jacket surely worked him up more than he ever thought it would. His heart pondering in his ribcage made it hard to keep his breath even, and he couldn't help the way his cheeks burned at the sight.
"It looks good on you," he said abruptly before clearing his throat awkwardly. "Let's go."
He did his best for none of them to focus on it, not too much at least, but by the way half of them gasp, they'll never let him live it down. So, as he was doing his best to ignore Jake's teasing comments, he missed the way you hide yourself deeper into his jacket, and the dumb smile on your lips.
Footballer! Sim Jaehyun
You always agree to come see Jake playing, you love it actually, but definitely a lot less when it's freezing outside like this weekend.
"Look Jake, baby, I love you but I'm already catching a cold. I can't stay–"
Before you could finish your complaint, and before it was getting out of hand, Jake took off his jacket and handed it to you.
"Wear this, it's really important for me, please. You have to be there," he pleaded, dragging his sentence a little while flashing you his best puppy eyes.
He knows how to play his charms to get what he wants from you, and like he expected it, you couldn't say no. Taking the huge, heavy football team's jacket in his hands, you put it on without arguing any more and, like he expected, his heartbeat soon matches the one he has in the middle of a game. Your smaller body almost disappeared inside the big jacket and he has to hold in the urge to kiss your entire face.
Instead, his hands fell on your cheeks and brought closer, kissing your lips roughly.
"You're the cutest, my heart is actually gonna stop," he announced as if it was the safest and most normal thing he ever said, making you giggle.
"Please no, I care about my boyfriend," you retorted, bumping your nose into his.
You could already feel the cold being replaced by the warmth still clinging to his jacket, accepting it with open arms and suddenly it was hard to let him go. Your hands, barely peeking out of the sleeves, wrapped around his own, pulling them to your lips.
"Win this, alright ?"
A cocky smirk showed on his face as he kissed you again, deeper this time, more desperate – showing you how bad he wanted it.
"You can count on that."
Figure skater! Park Sunghoon
He couldn't really comprehend why he was still nervous for the coming competition after doing so many of them. He was used to the sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach, like he was about to throw up. He's been through it enough, yet it was still there haunting his nervous system as he stepped onto the ice, and it stayed as he made his way to the center of the icecourt. He's always scared to look up, meeting all these gazes staring at him. All of this until Sunghoon finally dares to as he gets ready to start, waiting for the song to begin.
Looking around slowly, his eyes always find yours, shining and wide open, right on him and never moving. Your mouth is hidden behind a scarf he got for you last winter and you're kept warm by the second jacket he used for his training. He got you one your size, since you spent so much time there with him, but you never seem to wear it because the shoulder length is always too big for you.
But he likes it. It feels like a ritual now, searching for you in the crowd, always on a side and close to the exit so you can run to him when he's done and come back to reality. And wearing one of his jackets.
It never fails to put a smile on his face, seeing you there for him when even his parents don't always care to show up ; in his clothes too big for you and he can't help but think you look adorable. It relaxed him every time, maybe it was the best thing about competition : seeing you there for him, and knowing you'll run in his arms afterwards no matter what.
So his breath evens and he's confident as ever when the music starts, because he can't miss when you're looking at him. He can't allow that.
Kim Sunoo
He was waiting for you outside your class, his back resting on the wall as he did his best to fix his hair with his phone, pestering about the rain once again. When he left his place this morning, it was sunny and warm, barely a few white clouds in sight. He really couldn't imagine the storm coming, and ended up without an umbrella and drench.
Waiting for you was a nightmare, all he wanted was for the rain to stop outside so the both of you could come back and enjoy a warm shower. Scrolling on his phone for a few more minutes, the second people started to show out of the room, he pushed himself off the wall and hid his phone in his pocket along with his hands. He was so done, all he wanted was to see you to brighten his day a little.
Stepping out of the room with your friend, your usually put together, spending time on your outfit self was instead drowning in a zip up hoodie that looked exactly like his. He clicked his tongue.
"You wear it better than me, it's so annoying," he fakes the annoyance in his voice. "Keep it," he added, passing an arm around your shoulder and leaving a kiss on your forehead.
"Oh my, you're drenched !" you exclaimed, pushing him away from you playfully.
His eyes stayed glued on you, enjoying the smile splitting your face as a smirk showed on his lips. He couldn't even fake annoyance when you smiled like that. You look absolutely adorable, and you pull his hoodie just the right way between your still and his. He can't tear his eyes off of you as you say goodbye to your friends before linking arms with him.
"I don't really care that you're wet, don't worry," you reassured, leaning into his shoulder, winning a giggle from him.
"Thank God or I would've send you back to your roomate fucking her boyfriend like she's home alone," he joked.
This time it's your turn to gasp and cling to him, hoping he wouldn't dare. You didn't even notice the rain had stopped, but he surely did.
Idol! Yang Jungwon
Leaving your jacket during the break wasn't the best idea in the end. Since you were eating a hot pot, your stylists planned an outfit where you can take your jacket off and it doesn't end up too revealing – and you were glad they did. The first part got you so hot, you could barely breath, so you took it off the second they announced a short break.
Now that you were back at it, you were regretting it. You weren't exactly cold, but kept having chills from temperature variations. Jungwon, sitting next to you, noticed rather quickly your hand rubbing your arm and the goosebumps showing up from time to time.
Swallowing his mouthful of soup, his fingers landed gently, barely, on your wrist as his other hand was already catching his black and white flannel.
"Are you cold ? Do you want my jacket ?" he asked quietly, only for you, trying to not break the conversation going around you two.
You can feel your cheeks burn at his remark, but truly it's an everything – his gaze so gentle as he locked with yours, searching for your approbation, the softness of his finger tips on your skin. Everything in the way he presented himself makes you want to sink into a puddle.
You gently waved your hand to him, "No, no, it's ok, don't worry about it."
You can definitely tell he's the leader from this especially – yours is just the same with your members. You were sure it was fine, that he dropped it, but a second later, he was taking it off, showing off his board shoulders, before dropping it around your shoulders.
That was the end of you : you began to stutter, not being able to articulate an even small sentence when he was smiling your way, his dimples digging in his cheeks.
"I don't mind really, keep it for the moment," he made sure you would keep it, maybe a little too much in fact.
They ended up stopping again so you could grab your jacket again instead of leaving Jungwon like this, but you were sure that the small pout he had on his lips as you got back around the table was because he wanted you to keep it.
Nishimura Riki – Niki
He saw it coming miles away, sadly. That's what it takes to have a pretty girlfriend, he guesses, and he won't put any of this on you. You're never asking for this, but every time you're out with him to do some shopping, you end up with unwanted looks on you. He's honestly kind of surprised to not scare them away more than that, but he can't really do anything to someone who has made a move anyway.
So after Riki caught you looking above your shoulders a thousand times, and made sure your skirt doesn't show more than needed another thousands, he had enough.
In the middle of the isles, when you were peacefully – not really – checking for a new top to go with the baggy jeans you got second hand, his heavy, leather jacket fell on your shoulders. A small oof escaped your lips before you could keep it in, surprised by the weight. As you looked up to him, looking his way questioned, he leaned in, his arms resting against the shelf above you to check the one you had in hand.
"It comes out a little too cute, don't you think ?" he asked genuinely, trying to make the whole situation bearable for you.
Your heart skipped a beat at the sudden closeness, even if you're used to it now – him hovering above you. His dark hair falling before his eyes doesn't help anything and you simply nodded shyly before putting it back where you had it.
"You have an idea what I should get ?"
He hummed in your ear before passing behind you and took a look next to you, keeping you searching in your area. What you didn't notice immediately was the way his cheeks flushed at the sight of you in his oversized jacket. And he took a mental note to get you oversized clothes more often.
💫: again, small hc to give myself space to write longer stuff. I love doing things likes this lslsls Feel free to ask for small ideas like this 💭
Park Sungho physical touch + act of service
Love it when your arms wrapped around his waist from behind when he hasn't seen you in a while, or even if you just left to go to the bathroom. His stomach is filled with butterflies when you hug him tight and he can't help but turn around and crush you in his arms as well while he hides his face in your neck. Nothing makes him feel better than touching you, in any way possible. He's calmer when you're near and he can rest his hand on your thigh or hold your hand.
He wants to do everything for you, really anything. From giving you water because you often forget to drink to brushing your hair when you're too tired to do it yourself. He cooks for you as well, just because he loves to take care of you the best way possible. So he's physically sick when you don't ask him to do stuff for you when you want to. He's begging you to do it because that's how he wants to love you, to show you that actions speak louder than words and that he's willing to do anything for you.
Lee Sangyuk – Riwoo quality time + gift giving
He's not good with words, so he does his best to show you love in other ways. So, he spends most of his free time with you. He loves being with you, next to you, the more his life permits him. Having you reading next to him while he plays is really a perfect date for him, but it's even better when you share your passion together. He'd love teaching you to dance, he wants to spend his life with you when you're reading to him while his head rests on your chest. He listens to your heart beating in sync with his and there's nowhere in the world he'd rather be. He'll never trade the comfort of the warmth you gave him everyday just by smiling his way.
He remembers details, it means he remembers every small thing you once said you'd like to have and it makes you feel loved and seen infinitely. Your heart flutters every time you find a note or a letter on the table when he left before you. He never misses the beat when you've been through a lot and always greets you with a coffee to ease your mind. He never let you hesitate to buy something, if you want it, please get it. You deserve it and if you're happy, so he is.
Myung Jeahyun physical touch + words of affirmation
He can't help it but be all over you. Feeling your skin against his own calms his nerves and it feels like he can breathe again when his arms are wrapped around you tightly. He wants to feel your warmth all day, everyday, like he needs it to live. His heart skips a beat when you're the one holding him first, he doesn't shy away but he sure hides the best he can in this situation. He melts when you take his hand in crowded spaces, a dumb yet shy smile stretches on his lips and he makes sure to never, I mean NEVER, let it go first. He has a constant need to touch you, and will always find a way, trust him.
You can't go through a day without him telling you how pretty you look. He might die if he doesn't mention it at least once. He never misses a beat and compliments you like it's the most natural thing in the world, because to him, you're amazing in many ways and he wants you to know it. But please, tell him he's pretty too, he needs to hear it, some days more than others. Same goes for telling him he's doing well and enough, he doesn't see his own worth and tends to forget it, so being reminded of it makes him feel loved in a way he can barely put into words – despite himself.
Han Dongmin – Taesan quality time + act of service
He likes having you in the same room, even if you two don't speak. He's not the most talkative anyway, but he likes when you cut him to speak your mind. He wants to hear any thoughts going through your silly little head, so there's always a small smile on his lips when you wave at him and ask him if you're bothering him. He loves just talking with you in fact, he likes to debate with you, hears your thoughts on different things and topics. If he could spend more time just sitting next to you on the couch and talking, or just staying in each other's space, he would.
It's not that he's not good with words, you know he is because he writes songs about you, but he'd rather keep them for special moments. It's not something given easily. But his actions are, because they speak louder, because he wants to take care of you the best way, because he loves doing so. Yes, he'll get you a cup of coffee/tea because you're too lazy to get up, you don't even have to ask for it – he was already about to get you some. But if you do it for him ? He's marrying you. It makes his heart beat faster, so fast he's almost ashamed of it, but loves it dearly. He feels special when you take care of him, because that's not something he lets people do easily.
Lee Donghuyn – Leehan act of service + info dumping
Letting you know all the things going through his mind is very important to him. He needs to share things with you, because sometimes he just needs to say them and to who else could he say it to than you ? You're the first person who comes to his mind when he learns new things about fishes and honestly, he doesn't want to say it to anyone else. Fishes or anything in fact, he wants your opinion on all the small things he got and tell you about it, how he found it, how much it cost. He likes to tell you about his day and all the things that happened.
He's talkative, so sometimes he feels like it's worth less than his actions. So he does a lot of things for you, like a lot. He doesn't want you to move a limb if you're busy and you need something – let him get you this glass of water, that snack, even a hot water bottle. Really he wants to do it. Even if it's something boring or annoying. He loves you, and by doing things you don't want to do for you, he hopes you feel how much he cares about you. He wants to make your life easier, as much as he can.
Kim Woonhak gift giving + physical touch
He gets you a lot of small gifts, like small beard bracelets or pretty keychains – you have a whole collection of those and have at least two on each of your bags. Because they all make him think of you, or he thinks you'll like it. Same goes for matching items. Yes, he'll get you a matching hoodie because he would love to let people know you're his – and because sometimes he gets tired of you stealing his hoodies. He'll never tell you though, what's his is yours <3. Honestly, he just loooves spending his money on you. He'll get you anything you want.
Same as Jaehyun, he can be all over you at times. He's a tall baby, he will wrap his arms around you and not let go when you move, following you around instead still gluing to your back. His hands rest on your thigh half of the time when you're sitting next to him, if he's not already holding your hand. It's a big thing for him, he feels loved by that and he wants you to feel it too. It can be overwhelming sometimes, but it just makes him feel better to know you're close. He will find a way to kiss you all the time, even if his members make fun of him, because it makes his own heart beat faster and he just couldn't die if he doesn't.
