I’m BEGGING for anything for Allen, preferably something with an established relationship and no smut, no rush though, I’m sure you have a lot of requests, hope you’re doing okay!❤️
Alan | Failed mission
Summary: Alan decides to trade his gaming controller for a chef’s knife to treat you to a home-cooked meal. However, his "top-tier mission" quickly turns into a smoky rescue operation.
Warning: fluff, risk of burns.
Note: English is not my first language so feel free to tell me if there are any mistakes.
Alan and you are curled up on the couch of the apartment you share… that place you call home, serving as a sanctuary from your chaotic world. The glow of the TV is the only light in the room as the credits begin to roll.
You feel his warm breath against your neck and the soft graze of his hand stroking your waist up and down, a lazy rhythm that is almost lulling you to sleep. You trace his cheek with your fingertips, soaking in the absolute peace of the moment.
"What do you want to order for dinner?" you ask in a whisper, breaking the silence.
You expect him to pull out his phone to scroll through some high-end delivery app, but to your surprise, Alan sits up and pulls away.
"We’re not ordering anything" he says with sudden confidence, standing up from the couch. "Tonight, I’m cooking."
You sit up straight, watching him with a mix of shock and curiosity. This isn’t exactly an everyday occurrence.
"I’ll help you" you say, starting to get up too, but he stops you with a wave of his hand.
"No, stay there. I’ve got this. Just relax" he insists with that smug, confident little smirk, as if he’s about to execute a high-level mission.
It’s a bit strange to see him have this sudden culinary outburst, but you decide to give him a chance to show off his skills. You settle back into the cushions and take out your phone, though you can’t help but listen to the noises coming from the kitchen.
Three minutes in, you hear the first sign of life.
"Where’s the oil?" he yells from the kitchen, and you shout back the answer.
Not even five minutes pass before he’s checking in again.
"Where’s that new pot we bought?"
"Third cabinet door..." you answer, then quickly warn him "Alan! You have to season it before you use it!"
The kitchen goes silent, he’s clearly second-guessing himself.
"Is it better to season it with oil or vinegar?" he asks, popping his head through the doorway.
"Oil. We don't even have vinegar" you reply, amused by his total lack of technical know-how.
A few more minutes pass. Everything seems to be going fine until, suddenly, a sound like a steam explosion shatters the air, followed by a violent and aggressive hiss.
You bolt upright and run to the kitchen. When you walk in, it’s pure chaos: a cloud of smoke is hovering near the ceiling, the new pot is sizzling on the stove and droplets of hot oil are jumping everywhere. Alan is standing three feet back, eyes wide and wearing an expression of pure terror, as if the pot had personally attacked him.
"Did you get burned?!" you ask, rushing over to check his hands and face with worry.
"No..." he replies, still processing the shock. He looks at the disaster and lets out a defeated sigh. "I think I ruined the new pot."
"It doesn't matter, babe" you tell him gently, relaxing once you see he’s unscathed. You rub his shoulders to calm him down. "The important thing is that you didn't get hurt."
His shoulders slump, all that "professional chef" posture from ten minutes ago completely vanishing.
"I don’t know what went wrong. The instructions said that after heating the oil, you’re supposed to clean it with warm water" he says, clearly disappointed in himself. You feel a mix of tenderness and the urge to laugh.
"But, Alan... you have to let the pot cool down first. You can’t pour water onto boiling oil."
He looks at the smoke still wafting from the pot, runs a hand through his light blue hair, and sighs in total resignation.
"Yeah... we should definitely just order in" he concludes, wrapping an arm around your waist to lead you out of the smoky kitchen, finally admitting that his talents lie anywhere but in front of a stove.
Summary: All you wanted to do after class was eat snacks and watch dumb movies. However, a knock at your dorm room door throws your whole night into chaos. At least he's a handsome stranger.
Pairing: Allen Sugasano X G/N!Reader
Genre: Fluffy Oneshot
Word Count: 1757
Warning: Nudity, implied innuendos. Nothing too graphic.
Masterlist
It had been a really, really, really long week. Honestly, you don’t think you were ever going to get the hang of hybrid learning. It’s not that it was harder, it’s just you forgot about a lot of deadlines and were never really motivated to do what needed to be done when you didn't have a professor screaming in your face to get it done. Nevertheless, you had made it through the week, which meant you got to reward yourself.
Curling up into a blanket burrito, you set up a Netflix marathon and made sure all of your favorite snacks were within arms reach. There was nothing like treating yourself to a well-deserved marathon of cheesy movies and shows. Really, as long as it took your mind off of the past week of work, you were down for it. Besides, who wouldn’t want to overdose on sugar and caffeine?
Just as you were about to start the first movie, there was a frantic knock at your door that made you pause. You let out a groan, frustrated that you had to leave your warm little cocoon right as you got comfortable. Besides, you didn’t order anything and all of your friends were busy tonight, so there shouldn’t be anyone at your door. And just as you expected, when you opened the door, no one was there. Swearing under your breath, you shut the door and made your way back to your little nest.
However, just as you were about to curl into it again, there was another knock at the door, this time more persistent than before. Swearing a little louder this time, you went to the door to find no one there, again. Scowling, you muttered into the hallway, “If you’re just going to be a dick, don’t bother, asshole.”
“Psst!”
A voice made you pause from shutting the door once more. You frowned when a boy’s head peered from around the door. You blinked in surprise. You’ve seen him before on campus, but you couldn’t remember his name to save your life. Probably someone from one of your online classes or something.
He looked positively panicked as he whispered, “Hey, my friends dared me to run around the hall naked and then completely ditched me. You’re the only one who opened the door, so can you please, please, please help me? I promise to pay you back with interest! I swear on my life!”
“Are you drunk?” You deadpanned.
He gave a pained smile. “A little bit. Does that mean you’re not going to help me?”
“I never said that.” You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “This isn’t some kind of elaborate prank right? Like you’re not faking naked just to get into my dorm room, right?”
With a horrified expression, he frantically shook his head. “I would never, ever, EVER do something like that! I swear, I just need to borrow your phone and maybe some pants and then I’ll be out of your hair, I swear!”
Weighing your options in your head, you sighed. Who were you to deny the poor guy who was already embarrassed enough? You moved out of the way and gestured for him to come in, as you averted your eyes. It's not like you were going to take advantage of the situation and take a peak. “Alright, fine, I’ll help you.”
He let out a relieved sigh before quickly rushing into the room. You went into your closet and grabbed a fluffy yellow towel before holding it out to him, still not looking. “I don’t have anything that could fit you, unfortunately, but hopefully this will help.”
“Thanks.” He mumbled, before tapping you on the shoulder to let you know that he was decent. When you looked at him again, you tried to not look at his sculpted pectorals or the faint spray of hair below his bellybutton leading downwards, although it was much easier said than done. Really he looked like your stereotypical model with that kind of body. It was hard to keep the drool in your mouth.
Taking a deep breath, you snatched your phone before holding it out to him. “Before I give this to you, you have to tell me one thing.”
“And that is?” He sounded nervous.
“What’s your name?”
He blinked before smiling boyishly, almost making you melt right there on the spot. “It’s Allen. Allen Sugasano.”
You snapped as things clicked in your brain. “I knew I recognized you from somewhere! You’re in my music theory class, aren’t you?”
Allen's face lit up as he nodded. “Yeah, I am! I sat behind you in class today, actually.”
Smiling, you replied, “Sorry it took so long for me to remember. I’m not that good with names and faces, you know?”
“Yeah, I understand. I'm not either. I honestly didn't realize it was until you mentioned the research class.”
You chuckled. While handing him the phone, you added, “Just whatever you do, don’t waste my battery, okay?”
He nodded. “Thank you so much for this. I sincerely appreciate it.”
You smiled brightly. “It’s nothing, really.”
As he started to call his friends, you curled up into your little nest again, starting your movie that you were going to watch before Allen showed up. You tried to focus on it the best you could, but you found yourself glancing over at the boy pacing behind you, trying to get a hold of at least one of his friends. You honestly felt bad for him. He had some pretty scummy friends if they just left him naked and alone on the girls side of the dorm.
“Damn.” He muttered, making you turn around.
“Still nothing?”
He shook his head before adding quietly, “And I may have accidentally drained your battery.”
“What was the one thing I told you not to do?” You teased him.
“I’m sorry!” He whined. “I didn’t mean to! Honestly!”
You couldn’t help but laugh at his frustrated state, even though you knew it was mean. “It’s okay, really! Look, you’re obviously stressed out and the best cure for that is to eat crappy food and watch even crappier movies. Want to join me?”
A small look of panic flashed on his face before he nodded slowly. “S-sure, that sounds fun.”
Giving him an encouraging smile, you made some room for him to sit. You wrapped a blanket around his shoulders and before he could protest, you said, “I don’t want you to get cold. Besides, it’s not that big of a deal. It gets kind of chilly here, that’s all.”
You didn’t know why you were explaining yourself to him, but you felt like you were about to give the boy a heart attack if you didn’t. So you simply pressed play on the movie and cuddled into your cocoon. Before too long, you and Allen were laughing and teasing the actors on the screen. It was nice seeing him so at ease.
Tonight worked out perfectly, as both of you had forgotten about the stress you were previously worrying about. Most of the snacks were already eaten and you were practically laying on top of him, forgetting that he was still naked. It felt as if you two had been best friends all of your life. In the back of your mind, you admitted to yourself that you could get used to this, making you blush despite yourself.
At around three in the morning, you heard someone calling for Allen, which reminded you both of the reason why he was in your dorm room in the first place. You sat up as he quickly got to his feet, making the towel wrapped around his waist dip low, exposing more of his V-line. You bit your lip as he frantically fixed it.
“Sorry about that.” He muttered, his face, ears, and top of his chest a bright red.
You shook your head, “No, it’s fine. You should probably get going.”
He nodded. “Yeah. Thank you again for tonight. It was super fun.”
“Well, if you want to do this again sometime, you know when you’re wearing actual clothes, that would work for me.” You suggested, feeling nervous all of a sudden.
Again, he nodded, but there was a fond smile on his face this time. “Sounds absolutely perfect.”
It was your turn to blush at his words. “Gotcha. Well, if you wanna write your number down, considering you killed my phone-”
“I said I was sorry.” He whined, both of you laughing. He quickly scribbled his number on a sticky note before handing it to you.
Nodding you added, “You can also return my towel that way too.”
He nodded, giving an awkward laugh. “Right, of course.”
The sound of Allen's name being called louder made you sigh. “You should get going already.”
Again, he nodded. “Bye Y/n.”
"Oh wait!" You stop him and he looks at you expectantly. "Make sure you give those scummy friends of yours a piece of your mind after what they did to you. For me, okay?"
He laughed. "Will do."
"Bye Allen."
As he left your room, his friend and roommate, Anne, slung their arm over his shoulder before wiggling their eyebrows at their friend. “What did you two do in there while we were out?”
“Watched movies and ate food.” He told him truthfully with a shrug.
“Is that all?” His other friend, Hajun, teased with a chuckle.
Allen shoved them both. “Yes! That was all we did! Get your minds out of the gutter.”
“So you had a date with your crush.” Anne mussed up his hair. “That’s so adorable!”
Scowling, Allen exclaimed, “You know I wouldn't have been in this mess if you two hadn’t been assholes and left me stranded with no phone or clothes!”
“Hey, if we didn’t you wouldn’t have scored a date with your crush.” Hajun reminded him.
He blushed, making Allen gasp. “Did you maybe score a second date as well?!”
“Maybe…”
As his two friends started to yell and cheer for him, Allen pulled his bottom lip into his mouth to chew on.
“We have to celebrate in the dorm!” Anne shouted and the two of them began dragging Allen back to their room.
Allen couldn’t help but smile as they did so. Even if he was still pissed at them for their stupid prank, he was happy to finally have gone on a date with you, even if you didn’t think it was. Perhaps the next time it could actually be official.
a/n: this is a total mess! this is written informally, but these hcs really helped me through my period. lmk if i made any mistakes, bc i didn’t proof-read! hope you enjoy, and feel free to drop a request!
serim:
you know who it issssss
you know how this is gonna go
serim has your BACK
as the leader, he’s used to putting other people before himself
and if it’s for his girlfriend, he won’t even hesitate
‘i feel bad for ask-’
‘you’re my girl, i want to take care of you’
serim buys you pads, tampons, snacks, painkillers, anything you need
and won’t let you go anywhere without a hot water bottle
overall he’s really protective: he won’t want to let you out of his sight, and if you need to do something, he’ll volunteer to sort it out
serim will probably ask for permission before cuddling you, just in case you’re in pain
but trust me
once he gets the green light
you’re not escaping his enorMOUS arms any time soon
allen:
allen is the softest boyfriend ever
he genuinely doesn’t feel uncomfortable buying you sanitary products
bc he understands that periods are nothing to be embarrassed about, and he wants to help you as much as possible
he checks throughout the day how you’re feeling, and asks if there’s anything he can do for you
allen will want to cook for you, bc he knows it’s one of the best types of medicine
so you can look forward to that, too! he’s not an amazing chef, but the fact he’s made it with you in mind makes it perfect
he’ll constantly be looking for ways to put you at ease: offering to put on your favourite show, fetching a hot water bottle, or stroking your hair
no matter what, you know allen cares about you
and he certainly knows how to show it
jungmo:
okay at first jungmo is really lost
he’s an only child, and has never been in a position where he’s had to take care of someone before
but once he sees the pain on your face as a round of cramps hit
he completely panics and is prepared to do anything to help
chaebol mode activated: you want it, you got it
jungmo won’t have a problem going to the store and buying sanitary products
yeah, his cheeks are be flushed, the tips of his ears burning
but he would NEVER let his baby down
when he’s with you, he’ll act silly to try and make you laugh
dancing, telling jokes, maybe even slapstick
he’ll kiss the tip of your nose
whatever it takes to make you feel better, he’ll do
there’s nothing he hates more than seeing the person he loves feeling down
so you had better believe he’ll do everything in his power to take care of you
woobin:
okay so woobin is an absolute angel during your period
he’ll die inside at the thought of buying sanitary products, but if you need them then he’ll go
he’ll smile awkwardly at the checkout
his cheeks uwu
‘they’re for my girlfriend :)’
and will laugh nervously and hand over throw the money, desperate to escape the awkward situation
make sure you shower him w kisses when he gets back, bc mans almost passed out
woobin will sing for you a lot, as long as you don’t mind
his voice is amazing, and he won’t let it go to waste
all he wants to do is bundle you up in his lap while he sings softly for you
so he does exactly that
also!! woobin won’t tell you, but he’ll do some research online
he’ll watch some youtube videos about massages to reduce period pain
so if you indicate your stomach is hurting
he’ll practically force you to lay down, not taking no for an answer
bc he is NOT going to sit back and watch his baby in pain
and he doesn’t want to waste those 45 mins of youtube massage practice, either
the gif i can’t stop giggling:
wonjin:
WHINY BABY
he’ll feel bad that you’re on your period, but really really really doesn’t want to buy you sanitary products
but will agree to the store to go buy painkillers and snacks
when he gets there tho, he will see the sanitary products aisle and something will shift in his mind
‘wonjin, you are NOT going to let her down’ - his conscience
he’ll walk down the aisle, not caring about feeling embarrassed anymore
he couldn’t possibly let you down
wonjin messages you asking what product you want
‘aight babe im at the store what pussy si-’
waits for your reply, buys what you want, and MARCHES out of the store with his head held high
he is NOT a coward
and when he gets back, you shower him with affection
bc tbh you have no idea what came over him, but you know it wasn’t an easy task for him
and for the rest of your period, you had better do what he says
bc the need to protect his girl has kicked in
you had better drink the hot tea he gives you, and you had better remember to take your medicine
if you forget, you WILL be scolded
while he cuddles you and strokes your hair
minhee:
his entire face goes bright red when you tell him you’re on your period
mans looks like a whole tomato
stutters as he tries to talk to you about it
if you ask minhee to buy you sanitary products, he’ll freeze
he has no clue like???
brain never once considered this scenario??????
kind of just stares at you for a few seconds
and then it clicks in his mind that this is the ULTIMATE flexing opportunity
he doesn’t even ask you what product you want, before kissing you on the cheek and leaving for the store
he’ll message you and ask when he gets there ijhfnfb
mentally hypes himself
‘yes i have a girlfriend, yes i am here buying pads for her, yes i am boyfriend of the year’
won’t rlly talk to you about your period after that
but watches you VERY closely
if he notices that you’re in pain or stressed, he’ll trace small circles on the back of your hand
he’ll leave painkillers and a glass of water for you on the counter
he’ll put on your favourite movie
you might not notice it, but he cares, and he’s got your back
hyeongjun:
he’s not going to buy you sanitary products. sorry. not yet. it’s not that he doesn’t want to, tho
maybe when he’s older, but he just can’t bring himself to, he’s scared ;-;
but he will buy you ANYTHING else
hyeongjun feels awful about it, and orders some tampons from amazon or smth
they’re not even the right kind
but you know he tried his best
as for everything else, he’s an angel
will play with your hair, cuddle with you, make you hot drinks, run a bath for you
only after asking serim for advice, that is
but as the months go by, and he gets used to things
he will be a PRO
and from the beginning, hyeongjun makes up for whatever he lacks with sheer affection
bc he really does love you, and won’t ever let you forget it
taeyoung:
okay hear me out
i think taeyoung would surprise you
he may be young, but he’ll really step up to the play for you
if you tell him what sanitary products you need, he will go to the store and get them
will probably take another one of the boys with him, but will go nevertheless
taeyoung will look up period tips online,too, hoping to help you through the month
would probably download a period tracker app on his phone
and would make you hot tea and bring you painkillers throughout the day
he’d run you a bath, too!!
and would probably borrow steal one of seongmin’s candles to relax you further
and on top of that, taeyoung would be really affectionate
not in a suffocating way, or anything
he’d just be your side at all times
reaching for your hand, or resting his hand on your waist
pressing a kiss to your forehead, or brushing your hair out of your face
he just wants you to know that he’s there, and that he loves you
and that he’s going to keep you safe
seongmin:
ah yes, the baby
quite surprisingly, seongmin would handle your periods well
not exactly on taeyoung level, but he’d still do a great job
he’ll go to the convenience store to buy whatever you needed
but not without a reluctant minhee for support
seongmin is another member who will probably do some research online
he’s very cautious, but eager to make you feel better
will ask every so often if you need anything, fully ready to cater to your needs
if you need a hot drink or some painkillers, he’ll sort them out for you
or if you just want to cuddle, you can be sure that he’ll stay by your side
it’s a bit weird for him at first
bc he is young, and isn’t really used to taking care of someone
but he’ll find his footing quickly
and will surprise himself with just how much he wants to take care of you
prompts: 21, “i love your hugs.” + 100, “ah, what a dumbass.”
masterlist ☆ prompt list
"ah, what a dumbass," allen muttered under his breath, gaze fixated to you as he watched another male leave. he was sitting by the bench in the lobby. the hallway was pretty much empty as most of the students were still inside their room. but a wave of students was to come out in a few minutes, marking the end of today's class schedules.
earlier this day, you asked allen to accompany you. it wouldn't help much in voicing out a confession, but knowing that he was just around was adequate to boost your confidence in doing so. however, confidence would never be enough to pull one's heart and make another person reciprocate affection.
heaving out a sigh, he sauntered towards you. it had been a solid minute since the other left, but you were still in the same location. your feet seemingly nailed on the ground. once he was already in front of you, he gave you a stern look. something that covered the concern he was reluctant to show. "so how did it go?"
stray tears came to answer his question, along with a sad pout.
another exhale. allen patted his shoulder, allowing you to lean there. you buried your face on his shoulder. no word was offered to you as he locked you to a gentle embrace. with that, you finally allowed your tears to flow, the frustration coming from a rejected confession slipping through the corner of your eyes.
silence surrounded both of you. he would stroke your back every now and then in an attempt to comfort you.
"i love your hugs," you said, voice muffled by the hug.
"silly." he snorted at your words. "my shirt's probably gonna be wet later," allen mumbled a complaint, though he didn't detach himself from you.
"well, at least you're only going home with a slightly soaked shirt and not a broken heart," you replied, burying your head deeper, trying to find more warmth from your best friend.
all allen did was chuckle.
he was sure it wouldn't only be a damp shirt he'd be dealing with later.
[1:12 pm] You felt a splash of water hit your body from above, and as you knew it wasn’t raining and that neither Minhee nor Jungmoo had the audacity to interrupt you while you were reading, you knew that it was thanks to your boyfriend that your book was now covered in small drops. When you looked up, you saw Allen hovering over you, a grin on his lips and his hair soaking wet.
“Get in the pool with me?” he asked, clasping his hands together in front of him as if he was begging you. You quickly shook your head. “You’ve been reading all day! You should at least cool off a bit.”
“Cool off could’ve been an option,” you started, looking back at your book. “but I can tell that from the water you threw on me that it’s not just cool, it’s ice cold. So no, thank you.”
Allen shook his head in disappointment, and was about to leave you alone to go join his friends in the pool when he had an idea. He wiped his hands off on the towel you were lying on, and then grabbed your book from your hands. Ignoring the “hey!” escaping from your lips, he placed the book on the table next to you before strutting over to your side. And before you could even react, his arms had sneaked in under your legs and back, pulling you up so you were in his embrace. You gasped as he walked over to the pool, realizing what he was thinking.
“Put me down right this second!” you yelled, kicking your legs in the air even though you knew it would do nothing to help you. He only shook his head before telling Minhee to watch out. And then he jumped in, with you in his arms.
You were lucky you were already wearing your swimsuit - or, rather, he was lucky - so it wasn’t too bad. Except for the fact that the pool was freezing cold compared to the warm air you’d just been in. Right as you resurfaced you puffed, instantly clinging onto Allen’s body in hope of regaining some warmth. Though, when you heard him chuckle, you pulled away to show him the pout your mouth had formed into and your furrowed eyebrows. His smile disappeared in a millisecond.
“Are you mad at me?”
You couldn’t help but to smile at the change in his attitude, shaking your head. “No. I love you, dumbass,” you hummed, sticking your tongue out at him.
“Call me dumbass one more time and I won’t hesitate to push you underwater again!”
Summary: Allen was going to die. You've just seen his super secret love song notebook. Will someone please just kill him already? Wait... you actually like them?!
Pairing: Allen Sugasano X G/N!Reader
Genre: Fluffy Drabble
Word Count: 530
Warning: Death treated as a joke
Masterlist
He was going to die.
There was no question about it. Life as he knew it was over for him. Allen was going to have to have Hajun and Anne inform his parents about their disowned son’s untimely demise.
“Allen? Are you okay?”
No, he wasn’t okay! His crush just saw his private notebook full of all the love songs he wrote about them! He was as good as dead!
You touched his shoulder, causing him to flinch. “Allen? Is there anything I can do?”
There was nothing you could do. If there was anything he wanted you to do, it would be to just leave him alone to die as he wallowed in self pity. All he wanted to do was crawl into a hole and die already! Was that seriously too much to ask?
“If it’s any consolation,” It probably wasn’t. “They’re really good.”
He froze. You thought they were good? Really? You weren’t teasing him by saying his songs were good and then laughing in his face as you take it back, right?
You smiled. “You have such a wonderful way with words, you know? I can barely rhyme. Honestly, I’m kind of jealous of your talent.”
“You’re jealous of me?” He didn’t mean to say that out loud.
Laughing, you nodded. “Yeah. All of your music is so beautifully written and your words really speak to the soul. I always love listening to your music.”
“Really?” He could tell he was blushing super hard right now. But he just couldn’t believe you had such strong feelings about his music. Was some divine being finally taking pity on him? Either way, he couldn’t complain. This was an absolutely surreal feeling. What should he say? What does a person say when their crush loves a composer’s love songs written for them in a notebook they never should’ve seen?
“Yeah. Seriously Allen, you have such a gift.” You nodded, your eyes sparkling as you praised him. “If you ask me, you should chase after your dreams with all your might. I’m sure you’ll go farther than you anticipate.”
“T-thanks.” He mumbled. However, before you could take off, he called out. “W-wait!”
Turning to face him, you gave him a heavenly smile that made him rethink stopping you. “Yes?”
“Oh, I, uh, um, was wondering if you, ah, were interested, you could come over and, uh, listen to more of my music.” That sounded so stupid. He was so stupid! He couldn’t just ask you to come over! He was such an idiot! Wasn’t someone or something supposed to smite him down by now?
Your smile widened. “I’d love to! Here-” brandishing a pen, you wrote your number on his wrist. “Call me and I’ll be over.”
Allen let you walk away this time, his jaw completely on the floor. He couldn’t believe it. One minute, he was practically dying because you saw all of his love songs, the next he scored a date with you. Was this some kind of crazy, impossible dream? If so, he never wanted to wake up.
He glanced down at his wrist with your number printed so nicely.
