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⟡ ( 星星 ) … “got drunk in this dawn. i want to promise eternity. pulling you into my arms. i hope this night never ends. i need somebody, no, i only need you, come on. sing 'i love you' everyday.” ‘ 宝贵的 ’ ♡

╰ a/n: i'm baaackk !! this is my first bnd work, and one i've started a while ago. was listening to so let's go see the stars (one of their best songs like) and started brainstorming little scenarios in my head, and boom ! this came :D hope you guys enjoy this as much as i did writing it. content warnings/genre and pairings will be listed below for each of the members ! i haven't proof read yet! i'm sleep asf it's almost 7 am crying.

' PARK SUNGHO '

pairing: bf!sungho + fem!reader genre: fluff, slice of life, established relationship, mentions of walking in rain without an umbrella, holding hands, wholesome cuteness.

class had just ended, and all you could think was of was collapsing into bed finally, finally getting some sleep. well to be fair, you had mentally checked out two hours ago when your boring lecture started. but now, walking out throw the main exit of your university, you tugged your bag closer by its strap and let the quiet relief of the end of the day seep into your bones.

it had lightly rained just moments before, the kind of summer rain where it feels like a daydream, witnessing raindrops drizzle down, glistening in the light from the sun that never hid behind the clouds all the time it poured. you watched it as you drowned out your professor’s words earlier during class.

the pavement shimmered beneath your shoes, the sleek puddles reflecting streaks of burning orange and soft lavender that spilled out from the sunset sky. the air was fresh and smelt of petrichor, a gentle breeze carrying it. you pulled your jacket closer to your body just as a familiar voice called out to you. you’d recognize that voice anywhere as your boyfriend’s.

sungho jogged up beside you, a small grin stretched across his face. his hair was slightly damp, the lingering tiny droplets on his brown locks shining when it caught light. he reached out and laced his fingers with yours, drawing you close to him, “hi pretty.”

“did you run all the way from the music department in the rain yeppi?” you giggled, your unoccupied hand reaching out to ruffle his hair, the droplets flying off, some flicking onto your face.

he just shrugged, his broad shoulders looking more broad at the action, as his lips jutted out, “maybe i did, maybe i didn’t.” he just tugged you closer, turning around and walking down the road, hand-in-hand, beside each other.

“i thought you fell asleep in there,” he teased, bumping your shoulders playfully. you winced dramatically, empty hand reaching out to hold your shoulder, pouting, “oww! using your broad shoulders to knock your girlfriend over? how not very gentleman of you.”

you looked so cute offended, lips pouting, cheeks puffed, the warm orange glow of the setting sun made you look so irresistible that sungho had to lean in to press a kiss to your cheek, rendering you speechless mid complain about his ‘assault’ on you.

your gaze returned to the pavement ahead of you as you mumbled with flushed cheeks, “i almost did, but then i remembered someone saying we were going to get ice cream later after class, so i stayed up to not look unpresentable.”

“oh, must be someone very cute that offered it to you, huh?” he said squeezing your hand as his lips quirked up in a cheeky grin. “also, you don’t look unpresentable, you look pretty all the time. even with your hair all mussed up!”, he said reaching out to ruffle your hair this time.

you rolled your eyes, as you playfully swatted his hands away, fixing your hair, but couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face by the second. the two of you walked past the campus, voices quiet, talking about everything and nothing. how he had to put up with jaehyun’s constant teasing, about how taesan almost tripped over a stone on his way to the basketball court cause he was not looking ahead while walking, and all the silly little shenanigans he endured during the day.

and you told him about yours — the awfully boring lectures, your random craving for chocolate milk, how beautiful it looked outside the window earlier when it was raining, how you remembered his promise of getting you ice cream, everything,

the city around you glowed in that way it only does after it has rained — puddles puddled up on the wet concrete, shining when it caught light, reflecting everything, like the buildings in which it formed in front of, the beautiful orange-lavender ombre of the sky in all its afterglow, the sun bidding good bye as it slipped past the horizon quietly.

the two of you stood amidst it all, walking home — not knowing that the true home lied in each other’s comfort when they were together. the two of you walked home slowly, as if you two had nowhere else to be.

you forgot all about passing out on the warm bed back at home, booking a ticket to dreamland and hitting snooze. all your worries and the coiled tension in your muscles, slipped out and relaxed itself everytime sungho rubbed mindless circles onto the back of your laced hands.

and honestly, you didn’t want to go back home anytime soon — not without him by your side at least.

' LEE RIWOO '

pairing: bf!riwoo + fem!reader genre: fluff, established relationship, mentions of food, cutie riwoo

it started out simple, the two of you were craving something sweet, going on about desserts in your chats with him, when riwoo asked you to get ready to go out. and who were you to say no to him?

what followed was three hours of wandering down bustling streets, neon sign blinking in every direction, and ducking into little cafes with a mission on your mind — find that one spot, just for the two of you.

“this is the last one,” he said, as the two of you reached a tucked away spot, near the end of the street. the cafe in front of you had a retro vibe to it, vintage albums displayed by the window, lit up by golden string lights, ivy crawling up the walls and tangling around the neon sign.

riwoo held the door open for you, as you entered, him right on your tail and the whole place was way more immersive than on the outside. the tables and chairs were warm wood toned, and so were the accent walls. a jazz playlist was on in the background, soft chatters in the distance floating around. when you found out you could occupy a secluded private booth just for the two of you, riwoo’s hand tugged you towards the hallway near the back of the cafe.

both of you reached stood before the door, before opening it, revealing a cozy little room, two wooden chairs tucked away into the table, looking out at a garden at the back, lit up with more golden fairy lights and so much plants. the two of you sat close, knees bumping under the table, giving your orders to the waiter that knocked and entered right after.

riwoo ordered donuts and you got hot cocoa. the conversation faded into talks about the day, and tomorrow and then the future and so on, amidst the soft glances and knees brushing under the table as his hands grazed yours above the table. you giggled, reaching over to wipe the frosting from his lips, while he just melted into your touch.

the saxophone in the background drifted slowly, the tune changing, and with it the atmosphere in the the little room got a bit charged.

he stood up first, holding a hand out to you with a shy little smile, that reached up to his eyes, when you slipped your hands into his. the two of you moved to the center of the spacious room, eyes never leaving the others. his hands found purchase on your waist, hesitant, yet warm, while yours settled on his shoulders, and the two of you began to sway to the slow rhythm of the song.

no one watched. no one needed to. this was your little moment.

the beat continued to flow, and you don’t know when your flushed cheeks came to rest on his chest, where you could hear the calm rhythm of his heart.

“this feels like a scene from a youth movie,” you whispered, drunk in the moment. you felt the low hum in his chest as he agreed, pressing a kiss to your temple.

' MYUNG JAEHYUN '

pairing: bf!jaehyun + fem!reader genre: fluff, established relationship, slice of life, coming of age-ish, comfort, implied exhaustion, implied football captain!jaehyun (raaahh!) and yearbook editor reader

you had been waiting for this — for him, for the longest of times, and you’re sure he has been too, considering the unhealthy amount of messages he’d send in between his breaks during football practice before either taesan had to pull him back by his ears (lovingly) or the coach did it himself (not so lovingly).

the school board’s surprise camping trip had been the first time in weeks your schedules aligned, you being busy with the yearly school magazine shoots. the two of you shared a knowing glance then in the school auditorium when the trip was announced and right now. you hadn’t even unpacked properly, before you caught his eyes from across the campfire, and he gave you that little smile — only meant for you, the one that made your stomach flip. you already knew that the two of you were thinking the same thing.

so later in the night, when everyone fell asleep after getting sugar high from the amount of smores they had, which was already quite late in the night, and the quiet of the night settled in with the scent of the pine surrounding you and smoke from the slowly dying campfire, you quietly slipped out of your sleeping bag. sneakers in hand, you tiptoed into the back of the camp area.

you spotted jaehyun leaning against a pine tree, already waiting for you. when he caught sight of you, he pushed himself off the bark and ran to you, engulfing you in a hug, arms secured around your waist. “hey,” he whispered, head nuzzled into your hair, breathing you in. he pulled back, brushing the hair out of your eyes, his hoodie sleeves engulfing his hands, “i already brought the blanket.”

“you remembered,” your lips curved upwards, eyes shining up at him.

“you said you wanted to watch the sunrise with me,” he replied softly, the reply coming out automated, as he seemed to get lost in your eyes.

the two of you walked in silence, save for the crickets humming in the distance, the forest alive with quiet life as moonlight filtered through the trees, hands already laced.

when the clearing came to view, it left you both breathless. tucked away at the edge of the hill, scattered stars blinking above, swimming in the fading royal blue and soft pink sky, the late night city lights shining below as your eyes trained in on the faint lights of cars moving on the highway.

while you admired the view, behind you, jaehyun spread the blanket out on the gravel, and opened his arms wordlessly when you turned around for him. you didn’t hesitate, immediately sitting down between his legs, back leaning against his chest as his arms wrapped around you, his chin perched atop your shoulder.

the night air was chilly, but his body was warm against yours. your hands brushed against his that sat on your waist, before settling there, above his. neither of you spoke for a while, basking in the other’s warmth and the moment itself after weeks of hectic schedules.

time passed, and the two of you could spot the crown of the sun just peeking at the horizon, clouds huddled around it like bodyguards to a celebrity. the blue has completely lessened now, the skies bleeding orange and pink as the sun climbed higher and higher, revealing itself from beyond the horizon, the warms streaks of sunlight providing more warmth to your huddled figures.

jaehyun presses a kiss to the top of your head, his heart warm with overflowing affection.

“sunsets don’t mean a thing without you.”

' HAN DONGMIN '

pairing: bf!taesan + fem!reader genre: fluff, established relationship, sleeplessness, comfort, warm love, mild emotional fatigue

it was one of those nights where sleep just wouldn’t come. and you were not alone, your boyfriend taesan laid beside you, tossing and turning, pulling the blanket up and shoving it back done with his feet. no matter what, you two couldn’t even get a wink of sleep, even after two hours had passed by after the two of you called it a night.

you felt the shift of the bed, as taesan sat up, turning towards you, “love, you still awake?” you just hummed in response, staring back at the ceiling, hoping sleep would just come to take the two of you to dreamland.

the pair of you stayed still for a while, listening to the sound of the trees swaying softly outside, before he stood up.

you blinked, “where’re you going?”

“i have an idea,” he mumbled, hands brushing through his hair. “come with me.”

you followed him, barefoot and sleepy, as he pulled the big blanket off of the bed, and walked towards the balcony, unlocking it and sliding it open. you watched as he laid the blanket out on the balcony floor, and came back in to collect a few pillows off the bed, before padding back to the balcony, you on his trail.

it was quiet outside, except for the rustle of leaves, and the nocturnal activities buzzing outside. he organized the pillows for the two of you, and crawled onto it, patting the space beside him. “c’mere, love.”

you propped yourself next to him, on your back, pulling the other blanket over your bodies. he didn’t say much when you reached for his hand under the covers, but silently laced your fingers together. “look,” he whispered after a minute, eyes fixed above. the sky was a deep navy, stars distributed everywhere, you could make off a few constellations with your eyes tracing the tiny dots.

“it’s so beautiful,” you murmured, voice barely above a whisper. his head turned to you, a soft smile grazing his features. you shifted closer, placing your head on his shoulder, while his hand let go of yours to settle on your waist. “i hope this night never ends,” he breathes out, his hold on you tightening, pulling you more to him.

“let’s do this forever then, for eternity,” you mumbled, eyes fluttering close.

' KIM DONGHYUN '

pairing: bf!leehan + fem!reader genre: fluff, established relationship, implied exhaustion, academic stress, sneaking out at night, kinda implied that the reader has strict parents

your eyes were starting to blur, the sleepy haze settling in your vision. it was past midnight, your textbook was opened up in front of you, half completed assignments sprawled onto your desk in all directions. the only light in the room, save for the sliver of moonlight streaming in, came from your desk lamp casting a soft glow on the papers — and your tired face.

you were in the middle of re-reading a paragraph for the third time, forgetting to understand it the past two times as you read it mindlessly, nothing registering in your fading consciousness. that was when you heard it — or you thought you did, unless your mind was playing tricks on you.

tap. you blinked, did you hear that or were your ears playing a trick on you? you shook your head, rubbing your eyes, and sitting up properly so that you could think straight.

tap. tap. tap.

okay now you were sure you weren’t hearing things in your delirious state.

you walked towards your window from where you heard the noise, confusion and fear creeping in as you pulled back your curtain, half expecting nothing or slenderman.

but to your surprise, you spotted your very boyfriend, standing there beneath your window, hood up, hands in its pockets. his eyes met yours instantly, and he smiled softly.

you quietly unlocked the window just enough, the cold air hitting you, causing you to shiver, before you regained your composure and whisper-shouted at him, “are you crazy?! someone’s gonna see you!”

he shrugged like it off like it was nothing, walking closer, his tone unwavering as he answered loud enough for only you to hear, “then come down here.”

“what?”

“come on, hurry up!” hesitantly, you tugged your jacket draped on your chair, shoving your hands in it, while you slowly pulled the door open, tiptoeing down the stairs, slipping in your slippers, exiting out the front door.

you trudged over to him, and he turned to you, earnest and calm. “i was walking by and saw your light on, so i had a hunch you were still up studying. i, uh.. thought that maybe you forgot what the stars look like,” he said rubbing the back of his neck, waiting for your response.

you wouldn’t lie, your chest ached at the thought of it. of course he’d notice something like this. the way you’ve been drowning yourself with way too many assignments, the way your shoulders would slump the moment you entered through the front door after a long day and he walked you back home, the way the light in your room is still switched on, even in ungodly hours. he took note of it all.

“you didn’t have to do this,” you whispered, a little breathless.

“i wanted to,” he countered, his tone soft, yet firm.

and then he nodded towards the empty road, “come on, i’ll show you my favorite spot.” the two of you walked side by side, shoulders brushing, and fingers grazing, before he took your hand and pulled it into his hoodie pocket, thumb brushing over it to provide warmth. you walked until you reached the end of the street — a small hill past fences, where the grass overgrew, and little wildflowers stuck out.

for some reason, the sky looked even larger from here. and the stars were everywhere. beside the waning moon, that looked beautiful tonight, they stood, shining like gems studded onto a sleek canvas of skies.

after a while, you heard him murmur, “you don’t have to keep pushing so hard all the time, y’know?”

you turned your head at that, “what do you mean?”

he stared back at you, gaze unwavering, “that you forget you’re a person. like how the moon and the stars watch over us, i will always watch over you. take your mind off of things when it gets hectic.”

you felt all your words get stuck in your throat, slightly tearing up at his words, before resolving a slow nod instead.

neither of you said another word. just stood there, hands laced in his hoodie pockets, staring ahead at the twinkling sky.

' KIM WOONHAK '

pairing: crush!woonhak + fem!reader (ft. eunchae, jihoon, gunwook and riki) genre: fluff, slice of life, reader and woonhak are oblivious, mutual pining, public confession (kinda??)

the balloon in your hand slipped from your fingers for the third time in the last few minutes. “okay, that’s it,” eunchae groaned from beside you, shooting a glare at the stubborn tape that refused to hold anything up. “if this one pops, i’m going home.” tonight was the university music festival, and all the students were huddled in the spacious auditorium, arranging chairs, hanging up decorations and banners, and checking the sound system and more.

you and eunchae were on balloon duty, blowing them up and sticking them to the walls. you laughed under your breath at eunchae’s comment, even though your hands were trembling slightly. not from the balloons, but the boy standing a few feet away.

kim woonhak.

you could see him shuffle backstage with jihoon, as he adjusted the mic setup meanwhile the latter stood on a ladder, fixing the position of the speaker. you could hear him before you even saw him — whining about the heat, the wires, the assignments he had to complete by tonight, everything really.

and you liked it, you liked him. you liked loud, dramatic, whiny and the bright as sunshine woonhak.

“y/n, hurry up,” eunchae nudged your side, bringing you back from your thoughts, “you can stare at him later.” “i wasn’t-”

“you were,” she said smugly, as you handed her a pink balloon, grumbling, and cheeks burning.

the two of you continued with the task at hand, almost done, before your class president, gunwook waved the both of you off. “the two of you have done enough, it’s okay, i’ll do the rest,” he smiled, before turning around and taping the balloons to the wall himself.

eunchae dragged you to the edge of the stage, plopping down on the polished wood, elbows propped on her knees, as she complained about her cheeks hurting from all the balloons she blew. you agreed to her sentiments, your arms aching after all that work, covering your ears when you heard high pitched frequencies screech through the space, courtesy to the two boys that were still making some final adjustments to the sound system backstage.

you groaned, as eunchae muttered something about compensation for broken eardrums, leading you to chuckle at her words.

“you do realise i can see you stealing glances at her, right?”

you blinked. that was jihoon’s voice, laced with a teasing tone.

everyone stopped what they were doing, focusing on the origin of the sound.

“i did not!”

that was the unmistakable voice of woonhak, his tone whiny and defensive.

huh? what’s going on? “oh come on, just admit it. you like her — no, you’re head over heels in love with her, aren’t you?”

“wait, what?”, you could see eunchae’s mouth form an ‘o’ shape as you froze beside her.

woonhak likes someone?

“okay fine! maybe i am, so what?! what do you want me to do, go over and say — ‘hey, y/n, i know this may sound a bit weird and sudden, but i like you’?”

wait- y/n? that’s you — wait what?

“like? you have had a big fat crush on her for like how long? three years, maybe even four? that has to be love at some point.”

you felt your breath catch as your heart worked hard to pump enough oxygen to keep you upright. you stared at the floor, heart thudding so loud, you barely heard eunchae whisper, “holy shit.”

you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. you slowly turned around to peek at eunchae whose eyes were wide in surprise, before a cheeky grin spread across her features. your head perked up at the sound of nishimura riki, a dance major, who shouted from across the stage, before jogging his way backstage.

“hey, so, umm, quick news flash — the mics were on.. and so were the speakers. and well now..”

you heard a snicker and a gasp, and then footsteps.

a distressed woonhak walks back into everyone’s view from the backstage, peeking his flushed face from behind the curtains in embarrassment of confessing in public unknowingly. his eyes inspected the room of stunned students staring back at him, before they land on you. you quickly ducked your head, now focusing on the wood pattern the floors of the auditorium adorned.

you heard footsteps approaching you, and you knew who it was, but you kept your head down, refusing to meet his gaze in disbelief. you saw his pair of sneakers occupy the spot on the polished floor you were staring at, and you took a deep breath, before lifting your head up to meet his gaze.

“...hi,” he mumbled, shy eyes, and red ears, his hands nervously fidgeting with the hem of his jacket.

“that wasn’t.. how i planned to say that. at all.” you blinked, surprise taking over your features at the thought of woonhak’s planned confession, which you may never get to see.

“i was building up to it, until.. this happened,” he murmured, gesturing to the speakers, that were now turned off. “i swear, i didn’t know that it was on!” he exclaimed, frustration lacing his tone, and his lips drawn into a pout.

you swallowed the nervousness bubbling in your throat, “so you meant it?”

he nodded again, a sheepish smile on his lips, “every word.”

there was a pause, and you felt butterflies twirling in your stomach. “i guess i’ll see you later at the festival tonight then,” you murmured, gaze on your thumb that was brushing the seam of your pants, before raising your head to meet his gaze again — shy, but more steady this time. woonhak froze, his eyes widening just a little. and then he blinked — and a flustered, dopey smile bloomed, wide and impossibly bright. “yeah, tonight.” he breathed out, almost like he couldn’t believe it. and then he said it again, firmer this time, nodding to himself, “okay, cool. tonight i’ll see you then.”

you smiled, heart melting at the sight of him so giddy, before turning around to leave with eunchae, who definitely had lots to say.

behind you, he was still standing in the same spot, his hand covering his mouth, like he had to physically stop himself from grinning too hard and jumping up and down in front of the now dispersing student body.

riki and jihoon just stood there behind him on the side, smirking and sharing a mischievous look at each other, before bumping their fists together quietly, “pound it.”

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