And I'd also like to request #1 and #18 from fluff, #16 from action for Moonbin please <3
SLEEPY
genre. fluff.
warnings. kissing.
pairing. moonbin x fem!reader.
wc. 511
a/n. hannah!! sorry this req got trapped in my hiatus, but i didn't forget abt it! i hope you don't mind that it's a bit late, and i hope you enjoy <33
You were only supposed to stay over until 9 pm, but the fact that it was now 1 am and your head was resting comfortably on Bin’s shoulder wasn’t something you were going to rush to change. You were quite content to stay just like this, in fact.
Bin was falling asleep, you could tell. Your intertwined hands rested on his lap on top of the blanket that you were sharing. The bowl of snacks was empty and the movie volume had been turned all the way down even though it was still playing. He only added small hums to the conversation to tell you that he was still listening to what you were saying. But soon he was completely silent as he couldn’t fight back the sleep anymore.
You glanced up at his face with a smile. He looked so contended where he was, falling asleep cuddled up to you. You joined him soon, dozing off for the next couple hours until you stirred again sometime in the early wakings of the morning. The sun was just barely peeking behind the horizon light, and a small orange glow was the only light source that reached through the window.
You turned to Bin again, “You still sleeping?” You asked in a whisper to make sure you didn’t wake him up if he was. But he shook his head slightly and hummed, keeping his eyes closed.
“What time is it?”
“4 am.” Bin mumbled.
“Shit- you have work in a couple hours!” You panicked, starting to move to get up, but he caught your wrist to stop you.
“Don’t leave! You’re warm…” He wrapped his arms around you firmly, making sure there was no way you would be able to escape his grasp.
“But you have work…”
“Shh-” Bin placed a finger over your mouth to stop you from protesting any longer. He paused for a second before replacing his finger with his lips softly. He kissed you for a long time, his hands cupping your cheeks to bring you closer. When he pulled out, he was smiling widely and you were blushing.
“You’re so pretty.” He whispered, his hand tucking some of your hair behind your ear.
“You think I’m pretty even like this?” You asked, referencing your messy hair, pyjamas, bare face and tired eyes. But Bin just nodded, eyes so full of admiration that you could feel your heart race in your chest.
You kissed him again, saying a small thank you against his lips. If you could stay like this in his arms everyday, you would in a heartbeat. You would never get tired of cuddling with him, and you were sure he felt the same way.
You didn’t go back to sleep, but you closed your eyes again. You snuggled closer to your boyfriend, your hand wandering over to find his with your eyes closed. You gently laced your fingers with his and gave his hand a small squeeze. He squeezed back.
“I love you.” You said, a smile growing on your face.
・❥ author’s note: stole this song from my bff’s playlist ... and a lot more other songs actually... she and i ended up thinking of which skz member fits this and the other songs LOL
・❥ overview: late night road trips offer so much solace, a good way to keep your head off things that trouble you. you can go by yourself, you can be with someone. this comfort is washed away as you tell changbin what he didn't want to hear from you during your road trip together.
・❥ themes: yearning, angst, one-sided love
・❥ word count: 1.8k words
flowing so smoothly like a stream, the late night ride was just like that. the occasional flickering of the road lights were not noticeable by you as you drove elsewhere, to wherever your consciousness will be leading you to. even the soft and mellow music playing on the radio is barely audible to you.
you were so focused yet so distracted on the road.
there you were on the road with your red convertible, silently driving at a slower pace than you usually go for. the wind, as if your lover, kisses your bare skin all over. the cold wind does not seem to want to leave you alone, even when the stoplight is the same hue of your car. clingy type much?
the chilly night offered so much comfort for you, like it always does. out of all the feelings a person could feel in their lifetime, this will always be, without a doubt, the feeling you would always choose to wallow in.
the person who is always known to be very jolly and outgoing is actually the most silent and perhaps solemn person you know. so loud yet at the same time so calm; you, that’s you.
which is why the spectacular artist sitting in your passenger seat can never get used to all the times you are not like your usual outgoing self. sometimes, some are even scared when you are not like that. it’s not that you’re letting them sense an impending doom— your pent up anger, they assume— but rather this is just you when you are comfortable with the person you’re with. a bit ironic, isn’t it? but that’s why he liked you among the rest.
raw, genuine— you. it’s always you that he admired. the person whom he met at the nearby restaurant you were working at. the person who chased him under the rain when he left his phone on the table after dining. the person who always, always, always beams him the most beautiful smile he has ever laid his eyes upon. someone who harbored as if the same mindset as his, god, how breathtaking can you be?
“pay me with an autograph maybe?” he remembers this line so vividly as if that nostalgic memory of his had just occurred this morning. sure, it may be a cliché starting point but changbin can never shrug off the laugh you let out after joking lightheartedly. it was as if he encountered such a composition he has been looking for so long, it felt like he had just won the lotto. the tunes of every instruments can never compare to such a melodious laugh he has since yearned to hear once more.
sneaky but obvious, changbin dropped by the restaurant whenever he can, sometimes dragging along with him his friends. whenever he can is equivalent to almost every single day. were you oblivious to it? perhaps, hehe.
changbin is always in for a good time and so are you. events on the same page of the same book, it always feels like a fantasy whenever he is with you. a fever dream that feels like cherry blossoms raining down gloriously on the road. everything beautiful, everything wonderful, changbin associated each and every single thing to you.
loneliness, a horrible, horrible feeling to experience. changbin hated going through such. but even in moments of silence like this, as long as it’s with you, as long as it’s you, not any ounce of loneliness is capable of overwhelming him.
oh, man, he fell hard without him noticing.
at this point, he’s unsure of how he is able to keep his feelings hidden. he would be so loud and open about his matters and thoughts but with you, he just couldn’t express how whipped this man is for you. without him realizing, he has written a couple songs about you which he deliberately hides from his members whenever he feels like he is about to get caught. some have lived their life with the company of a serene melody, some still stationed in a paper, some unfinished.
like he always questions, how were you able to captivate him like this?
tonight, he sensed something wrong. though he still is adjusting with your silence, he knows when it is a comfortable silence.
but tonight wasn’t anything like that. it felt heavy for some reason that even changbin isn’t sure of. he knows that your way of expressing comfortability is through your warm and calm silence however why does it feel off this time? the puzzle just won’t fit as changbin is unsure which is the right piece for this.
two words, a question; he wanted to ask a simple what’s up? but it was buried deep in his throat that it felt uncomfortable— like he wanted to throw it all up for his own comfort. choking on his words, changbin didn’t seem to notice the sudden halt of the car near his studio.
“i’ll drop you off here, bin,” you softly tell him. “i’ll be going somewhere. i hope you don’t mind.”
“uh... no, not at all.” changbin awkwardly replied. he wanted to ask where, however his usual energy is missing and he doesn’t know why. it’s frustrating him already.
that was cut off, though, when you chuckled. “you must be curious where.”
changbin scoffs a little, his body turning to face you better after removing his seatbelt. “yeah, i am, thanks for saving me there. tell me about it.”
you both laughed, with changbin as if recording your laugh in his brain, registering it as the most wonderful melody he has ever heard so he can listen to it over and over again. he’s so smitten for you. it’s adorable.
“i’ll go... somewhere far away.” you grin at him, but it felt wrong. why was there a pause? why are you hesitating? changbin wanted to push away the worry that was starting to build up in his body. it made him uneasy.
“to where exactly?”
you shrug, “don’t know. just anywhere but here.”
“here?” changbin wondered.
“i already know, bin.”
know what? he wanted to ask but he didn’t want to know at the same time.
“that you like me.”
“you’re the best clown i ever met.” changbin spat out unconsciously, perhaps a defense mechanism. it caught you off guard, but not to the point that it offended you. you chortled, smiling at him.
“i am, i am, you’re right.” you removed your seatbelt as well, facing him fully this time with your cheek resting on the seat of your car.
“but bin,” a sad smile he saw on your lips, “we both know i’m not lying.”
this time, it was him who was silent.
“i think... you know my answer already.” you closed your eyes, facing upwards. the bitterness is flowing smoothly like your ride, like a stream.
“...i don’t think i need to know.” changbin does the same as you do. “go to wherever, heal yourself. you know i’ll always be here for you, even when here is not the place you want to go to.”
“i know...” you sigh, still maintaining a sad smile. “i might be a meanie if i say this, but who knows? maybe in the future?”
changbin scoffs lightheartedly, “that i also don’t think i need to hear.”
ironically, this is where the comfortable silence comes in. despite the heavy topic, the serious topic, it just felt comfortable for the two of you even if it was painful. perhaps this is just the calm before the storm— before the both of you start feeling the regret.
“this is annoying.” changbin exclaims lowly, to which you chuckled softly. “it is.”
“i just hope you’ll be happy, that isn’t something you really would find in me. i’m too broken to make someone happy.” you wish bitterly.
“you don’t have to do anything to make me happy, you know?” bin hungs his head, forehead resting on his palm gently. “being around you is already the best, what more can i ask for? you never left me alone.”
“i will now, though.” you face him slowly, a tear rolling down your cheek as you did so.
“don’t wait for me, bin.”
changbin felt all sorts of emotions— all the what if’s and could’ve been’s combined with the frustration and desperation fighting with one another of which will reign among him. he hated it, truly. a part of him wanted to continue hoping, but another part of him wanted to stop, to recognize that this is the end.
though he was happy that you are choosing to prioritize yourself, it felt like you were pushing him away. to push someone away is like leaving them, he didn’t like being left behind. especially by you whom he had confided so comfortably like he never did before.
changbin gently opens the door of the car, dismounting it before closing it gently. he didn’t have any energy to deal with this anymore and he didn’t want to force himself to do that.
“whatever you say,” he tried to smile. “don’t decide for me. i’ll wait for you, even if i stand a chance or not. whether or not i still want you to be mine or if i have moved on from this.”
this took you aback, almost gasping at his response while your tears continue to roll down.
“i’ll wait for you because i like having you around, so don’t decide for me, got that?” though changbin sounded firm, he was attempting to create a lively atmosphere despite all of the feelings lingering around. this doesn’t change the fact that he is serious with all of his proclamations for you.
“now wipe your tears and get going. your time starts now!” he chortles at you before running to the studio.
you couldn’t help but smile at this goofy moment that you will be missing terribly. as much as you wanted to accept him, you just weren’t ready to engage with anyone. there are too much scars adorning your soul that you need to heal. it would be better to say no than to self-sabotage and harm him. and you’re sure that he understands that.
but who knows, right? maybe some other time, some other occasion or whatnot.
betting on it, however, is neither of you’s priority at the moment. you both chose to just continue living your life. he enters the studio while you continue driving.
the chilly yet soothing wind that seemed to have deemed themself as your lover still never left you alone, bathing you in kisses that you wish you could feel from changbin.
how much he yearned for you, you yearned for him just as much. perhaps, it just was not the right time for the both of you.
you continue to drive farther away from him while he now struggles to sing every song he composed after basking in the glory of your iridescent existence.
Yaaay! How about a fluff with Binnie in which he and his gf are spending a rainy day at home cooking, watching movies and cuddlying?🥺🥺
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𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre and tags: fluff.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: a kiss.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: bin x fem!reader.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ summary: everything in the request lol <;33^^
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 933.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: thank you so much for requesting again! mwah ilysm <33 and again sorry it took a bit of time for me to answer skdhgd but i finished it now!! hope you enjoy!!
The ringing of the doorbell was not what you were expecting on a Wednesday that you knew Bin was fully booked for. His hurried goodbyes this morning were a sure sign that the day would be spent in solitude.
But you didn’t mind that much. You understood his busy idol schedule, and weren’t demanding of attention or time spent together 24/7.
But you were also subconsciously realising that you two hadn’t spent more than an hour together in the past 2 weeks. At least not an hour while you were both awake. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel a yearning for his affection.
So, when the doorbell rang, you couldn’t help the excitement filling your body as you went to answer it. Could his schedule possibly have gotten cancelled?
But disappointment set in as soon as you opened the door. Bin was not what was behind it, but a delivery box.
You sighed, still mustering a smile and picking up the box. Though the smile became more genuine upon opening it. Your new kitchen equipment had arrived. You had been looking forward to trying out new dishes for the entire week.
You decided that cooking in order to surprise Bin with a nice supper would be a good way to spend the afternoon. Especially with the weather getting more dreary all of a sudden.
Even though no rain had been forecasted for the day, it wasn’t uncommon for Seoul. And while you were putting on an apron and getting out ingredients, you heard a strike of thunder outside.
You turned on some music, and started cutting the vegetables to make a warm stew. On a day like this, You were sure Bin would appreciate a home cooked meal.
The thunderstorm continued to go on outside, while you made a cosy ambiance with music and cooking. The other ring of the doorbell went unnoticed by you. And the muttering of another person in the hallway.
“Is it that hard to get the attention of my girlfriend? Aish~ It smells good in here-”
You were startled when you looked up and met his eyes just outside the kitchen. His tall, muscular frame was leaning against the doorway, looking at you with shining eyes.
“You’re back?” You asked, your knife stopping midway in the air.
He laughed, “You didn’t answer the door.”
You looked away bashfully, “I didn’t know you were back…” You mumbled.
Your shy explanation only earned more laughter from your very smitten boyfriend.
“Cute~” He cooed, walking over to you. He took the knife from your hand, setting it down on the counter carefully before wrapping his arms around you.
“I missed this so much, my schedule has been eating up all my time.”
“Me too. Are you… I mean, if you need to leave soon again it’s not- But maybe…?” You were hesitant to even ask if he was free, as if he would be swept away again with another thing as soon as you thought he was free.
And so, you stopped yourself mid-sentence, resulting in a stuttered, jumbling of words that just barely got your original message across.
Bin giggled again, “Yes, baby. I’m free. Fully free for the rest of today. You have me all to yourself.”
“Really?!” You turned yourself around in his arms so you could look at him. Once you saw his small smile and the sincerity in his eyes, the biggest grin formed on your face. You wrapped your arms around him as tight as you could.
“I should go take a shower, I’m sweaty from practice.” He urged, but didn’t show any intention of leaving the hug.
“Let’s just stay like this for now.” You snuggled into his chest a bit more, everything else fading to the back of your mind.
“What do you want to do now that you have me all to yourself?” Bin whispered into your ear, slowly and teasingly.
You stepped back slightly, and hit him lightly on the chest. “Don’t you dare.”
You thought for a second, a smile growing on your face that didn’t go unnoticed by Bin.
“Why are you smiling?” He asked, subsequently smiling from your smile.
“How long do we have?”
“‘Til tomorrow at 7.” He was growing increasingly curious about your plan and you could tell.
“Home movie date? I just thought… I could finish this stew, and we could cuddle on the couch and watch that movie we’ve been wanting to check out.”
“Okay.” He nodded, liking the idea a lot since he was a bit exhausted anyway.
“Just get the blankets and I’ll get everything else.” You shooed him away to get the couch set up while you finished the stew and set it to simmer.
10 minutes later, you joined him on the couch, immediately snuggling up to him and resting your head on his chest. You could hear his heartbeat from where you were, and it made you giggle cause you heard it speed up.
“We’ve been dating for 2 years but your heart still beats faster when I’m close?” You asked teasingly, looking up at him just to his cheeks slightly pink as well.
“It does not!” He protested, “It’s just… I haven’t seen you in a while. I missed you like crazy.”
“Now you’re making my heart speed up.” You let out quietly.
“Really? But I thought we’ve been dating for 2 years.”
“Shut up.” You leaned up and pressed your lips to his, and you felt him smile through the kiss, before reaching to the back of your head to bring you closer.
