summary . . . how they react when you cup their cheeks/hold their face while they're working.
❪ 氷と火 ❫ fluff headcanons onf x reader 504 cw ノ flustered onf <3, kissing, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ im buzzing w excitement for potential onf writing era everyone say thank you @loserlvrss for truly enabling my passion for them </3 / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
KIM HYOJIN ﾐ 김효진
lets out a soft "hm?" at first, questioning the sudden touch
but when you bring your other hand to cup both his cheeks, he gets the idea you just wanted some affection
smiles, staring back at you with starry eyes
lets you have your way, smoothing over his skin and beauty marks without protesting or getting shy
he won't say it out loud, but he thinks it's adorable the way you love to admire him
and he would do the same to you
LEE CHANGYUN ﾐ 이창윤
is immediately taken aback and extremely flustered
because a few seconds ago you were a safe distance away, but now you're mere inches from his face, cupping his cheeks and staring
his first instinct is to try to hide—closing his eyes, looking away, or trying to take a step back
but he fails on all accounts
you think he's adorable, he's embarrassed in front of your stare, and it will end with your giggles and his stuttered pleas and protests
LEE SEUNGJUN ﾐ 이승준
nearly squeaks in surprise when your hand touches his cheek because he was so focused he didn't notice when you got so close
but can't stop a big smile from growing on his face—he loves your touch so much
will probably try to play it off or tease you: "what're you doing?" or "so suddenly?"
it's mostly just to stop himself from becoming a blushy giggly mess
cause he loves when you initiate any type of skinship and he's a bit too down bad
SHIM JAEYOUNG ﾐ 심재영
your touch is always welcome, so the second your palm cups his cheek, he's relaxing into that touch
hums in content and nuzzles closer, even if he was doing an important task—work can wait for now
will bring your other hand up to cup his other cheek, bringing his face down closer to yours
talks in soft deep murmurs, asking if you need something or just wanted his attention
won't be satisfied with you pulling away until you give him a kiss
PARK MINKYUN ﾐ 박민균
takes a few seconds for the touch to fully pull his attention away from work
he'll glance at you first, assessing your face first before leaning closer
immediately goes for the kiss whether or not that's what you were fishing for
lips curving into a smile when he breaks it, letting your fingers dip to the divets where his dimples form
he'll be the first one to bring attention back to work (workaholic), although he'll still be smiling minutes after
MIZUGUCHI YUTO ﾐ 水口裕斗
doesn't expect you to hold his face when you come up to him cause he's still a little sweaty from dance practice
protesting while trying to pull away, but when he sees that you could care less about the sweat he lets you caress his cheek
eyes softening and all his muscles relaxing just from the simple touch
will close his eyes to enjoy it fully and if you try to pull away before he's ready, all you'll hear is whines that he's not ready yet
Hyojin loves kissing your forehead. It’s the kind of thing he does instinctively, like breathing, like reaching for your hand when you’re walking side by side or tucking your hair behind your ear mid-conversation. It’s always soft, always warm, like he’s passing a quiet promise from his lips straight into your skin. And it stays with you—the way he pulls back just enough to look at you after, like you’re the most important thing in the room. Sometimes, though, when you’re sitting close and the mood shifts just slightly—when his thumb starts brushing your thigh in slow, absent-minded circles—his kisses start to wander. Downward. From your forehead to your cheek, to the soft curve of your jaw, and eventually the side of your neck, where he pauses, breath warm and lips just barely grazing your skin. But then he does it again, slower this time, mouth open against your neck as his hand slides a little higher up your thigh. You feel the change in him—how his grip tightens, how he presses closer, how his next kiss turns into something deeper, wetter, like he’s thinking about what else he could do with his mouth. And when he whispers your name, low and close to your ear, it doesn’t sound like a question. It sounds like a warning.
E-Tion
Changyun loves the way your face scrunches when he kisses your nose, how your expression shifts from surprised to flustered in a heartbeat. He does it constantly—when you’re half-asleep, when you’re pretending to ignore him, when you’re trying to be serious and he just wants to see you smile. He’ll pull you close by the waist, press his lips to the tip of your nose with a smug little grin, then tilt his head like he’s proud of himself. But sometimes he doesn’t pull away. Sometimes that kiss stays a little longer, softer, until it stops being playful and starts to feel like something else. His mouth grazes down to the corner of yours, lingers there for a second, and when you turn to meet him fully, he kisses you like he’s been waiting for it all day—slow, open, tongue slipping past your lips like he owns the moment. One hand grips your waist, the other moves lower, sliding beneath the hem of your shirt, fingers teasing just above your waistband as his teeth catch your bottom lip. And then he leans in again, hot breath brushing your ear as he murmurs something low and filthy, the kind of thing that makes your thighs press together without thinking. He laughs softly, like he knows, like he planned it—and with the way he’s looking at you, you’re not entirely sure he didn’t.
Seungjun
There’s something old-school sweet about the way Seungjun kisses your cheek, like he was made to love softly. He does it when you’re tucked under his arm, laughing into his chest, or when he passes behind you and pauses just long enough to lean in and press his lips to the side of your face. It’s never rushed, never careless—he kisses you there like it matters, like you might forget how much he adores you if he doesn’t. But when the air shifts and he’s no longer teasing, when his fingers slip beneath your chin and tilt your head just so, that same mouth trails from your cheekbone to the edge of your jaw and lower, lower still. He pushes your shirt aside and kisses the space just above your collarbone—open-mouthed and slow—until your head tilts back instinctively, like your body knows what’s coming. His tongue flicks against your skin, followed by the scrape of his teeth, and then he sucks just hard enough to make you gasp. His grip tightens at your waist, thumb digging into your hip as his other hand traces down your side, deliberate and slow, dragging heat across every inch it touches. And when you whisper his name, breath catching, he only smirks—mouth still at your neck—and says, “You like that?” like he doesn’t already know.
Wyatt
Jaeyoung does it like it’s second nature—reaching for your fingers mid-conversation, lifting your hand to his lips as if the thought just occurred to him. He kisses you there with a quiet sort of reverence, like your skin is something sacred and he’s the only one allowed to worship it. It’s gentle, effortless, and always makes you melt, especially when he holds your gaze the whole time, thumb brushing circles into your palm. But sometimes that soft touch turns heavy, like something’s shifted behind his eyes. He doesn’t just kiss your hand—he brings it to his mouth again, but slower this time, letting his lips part just enough for the heat of his breath to graze your knuckles. His tongue flicks out once, dragging against your fingertip, and then he kisses it fully, wet and warm, with his eyes never leaving yours. The tension snaps like a wire pulled too tight when he pulls your hand to his jaw and guides it down the front of his chest, his own fingers sliding up your thigh at the same time. “What are you gonna do with me now, baby?” he murmurs, voice low and rough, like he already knows the answer—but he wants to hear you say it.
Minkyun
Minkyun’s kisses to your temple feel like instinct—quiet, grounding touches that slip in when you least expect them. When you’re leaning against him, when your eyes flutter closed from exhaustion, when the room is full of noise and he wants to remind you that he’s right there. He brushes your hair back gently and leans in, lips barely brushing your skin, but it’s always enough to slow your breathing. There’s something intimate about it, something deeply affectionate, like he’s pouring all his comfort into one silent kiss. But Minkyun’s affection has layers, and sometimes that soft reverence sharpens into something much darker. Like when he kisses your temple and lingers too long, fingers slipping into your hair to keep you right there as his mouth trails down to your jaw, then your neck, then lower. You barely have time to breathe before he’s kissing you hard, lips parted, tongue pressing past yours like he’s trying to taste every sound you haven’t made yet. One hand is at your waist, the other under your thigh, gripping tight enough to leave no doubt. And when he pulls back, just far enough to speak but not enough to break the tension, he mutters against your lips, “I could make you forget everything but me.” And the worst part? He’s right.
U
Yuto’s affection is quiet, but it runs deep, and you feel it most when his lips find your shoulder—just below the curve of your neck, right where the fabric slips. He does it absentmindedly sometimes, when he’s curled up behind you, half asleep, his arm around your waist and his mouth brushing soft kisses into your skin like he’s breathing you in. It’s subtle, sweet, like he’s speaking to you without saying a word. But sometimes it shifts—slowly, deliberately—like when his fingers slip your shirt down further, baring more skin, and his lips return with more purpose. He kisses you there again, deeper, mouth open, tongue flicking against the dip between your collarbone and shoulder before he sucks gently—then not so gently. His breath is warm and low against your skin as his hand slips between your thighs, not rushing, just exploring, teasing. And when you whimper his name, barely above a whisper, he lets out the softest laugh, kisses your shoulder one last time, and murmurs, “That’s it, baby… just stay right here for me.”
Hello welcome back to the series. Aaah Changyoonie
Similar to his friends, soft mornings. Not a deep sleeper not a light sleeper either.
Note that even though he acts funny during shows and around his members, i guess he wont really act like that all the time when he is with his s/o
Baggy shirts or baggy long sleeve shirts with shorts in bed. But occasionally character onesies pajamas because you two look cute in those
His voice in the morning does not change much I guess. But will laughs at you if your voice changes drastically.
Less body contact too when sleeping together. Maybe will start with cuddling and until you are sound asleep. He will slowly move away and make sure not to wake you up.
If you woke up before him and you both are not facing each other, you will turn to face him.
If he is facing you, you would be staring at him+soft giggles while he is sleeping
Yawning
He might woke up because of your movements, but still wanna sleep. So he just keep still. But
If he happens to open his eyes and found out you have been watching him, he would go "Mwoya..."while softly chuckles. Cues in you think this is adorable especially his eyes when he smiles. Then attempt to hide his face with both of his hands.
You would try to move his hands away but he insist to cover his face and you two could not stop laughing.
If he is not facing you, you will get closer to his back and snuggles yourself.
If you are lucky that he woke up, he will turn around and hugs you.
And wishes you good morning
Once in a while it was him who woke up before you and stares at you. Might yawn a bit while staring at you but he would cover his mouth and muffle down his voice. Then he will silently grab his phone and try to take photo of your sleeping face.
Pushing you hair back to get a better view of your face with his index finger
Gives you a kiss at your cheek hoping it will wake you up.
If you wake up immediately then it ends there. But if you are a sleepy head, Changyoon will start his prank. Kissing you until you wake up.
Or he could call out your name and repeat them several times. He would change the honorific start from "xx-ah", then "xx-shi", "xx-nim" as he continues to call your name. He would pause for a moment then calls you again.
Second time would be using the nickname he gave you.
He will kiss your cheek one he knew you are not going to wake up no matter how many times he tried to call you.
If he happens to be spooning you, he might kiss your ears and neck. Maybe even blowing into your ears or blowing your hair.
For a more intimate topic, he might be the one initiate it occasionally.
And since his horoscope placement (sun and moon) are similar to Seungjoon (if its not please enlighten me), he will somtimes prefer to settle his matter by his own.
The first time you encounter Changyoon with his morning needs, he is trying to laugh it off and says sorry for being like this. And not wanting you to worry, he just told you to sleep a while longer then he went to settle it himself.
But later he came back finding you are deliberating waiting for him and he blushed. You both will talk about it and he will get more comfortable of getting help from you.
You will know he is in mood if he slowly kisses and snuggles at the curve of your neck and shoulder.
Vocal. Will get riled up if partner also vocal.
Not the forceful type in my opinion. But will aegyo to you until you say yes lol. Of course keeping it truly mutual, he could sense it if you are following the flow on purpose to end things quickly.
Holding your hands. Rubbing the back of your palm with his thumb while calling out your name when he is trying to wake you up or, when you two are discussing what to do later on.
Changyoon will make you breakfast when he gets the chance. If its korean style breakfast, he would always feed you a spoon of his cooking and ask you about the taste before serving to the plate.
Cues in him smiling proudly at himself and falls for you again at the way you happily react to his cooking
Very meticulous when comes to plating if its western style breakfast lmao i guess its the designer in him.
genre. fluff. skater au. meetcute kinda?
warnings. kissing. reader falls off their skateboard once. i know nothing about skateboarding but i tried to do some research for this lmfao.
pairing. changyun x reader.
wc. 1.5k.
a/n. guys im officially whipped asf for etion its not even funny anymore
Unlike most of your friends, you liked getting up early. Not just waking up early only to go back to sleep, but doing things in the early hours of the morning.
You liked the cool chill of the morning air and the fresh crisp dewy smell of the wet grass. You liked the walk you took to the skatepark when the sky was still a dusky blue and the sun hadn’t even fully awoken yet.
But, most of all, you liked the welcome solitude of the skatepark in the early morning. You had been skeptical of skateboarding as a hobby when you were little. It looked boring and dangerous and even lame to you 12 year old brain.
Your older brother had loved it, though, and in an attempt to spend more time with him, you picked it up too. Turns out, skateboarding wasn’t as lame as you thought. The adrenaline rush you felt as the breeze blew through your hair and you felt like you were going a mile a minute was addicting. The satisfaction of cleanly landing a hard trick was like no other.
What had first been an attempt at finding an activity to do with your brother quickly turned into 15 long years of skating. And now, you still kept it as a side hobby to relax before a long work day.
It was one of those mornings where you felt like nothing could possibly go wrong. It was the perfect temperature— chilly, but comfortable with a hoodie on— and the light rain the day before left the outside world fresh and clean.
You got up at 5 AM and were already on your way to the skatepark at 5:20. You wore jeans and a simple hoodie to keep warm and comfortable, hair tied up so it wouldn’t get in your face. You had been working on a trick called the laser flip for a couple weeks now. It was technically challenging, and it had been nothing but failures so far. But you still worked on it, determined to master it eventually.
Nothing could possibly interrupt the idyllic morning. You were already planning it in your head. You would arrive at the skatepark and skate for an hour and blissful seclusion, then stop by a coffee shop on your way to work. You felt as if you could even handle your boss’s yelling today and not even flinch. You felt amazing.
Well, until the first part of your plan fell apart.
As the skatepark came into your view, it was immediately clear that there was already someone skating there. Really? At 5:30 in the morning!?
You sighed heavily at the sight and debated turning back around to go home. You hated conversing with other skaters or even sharing the space. You didn’t like to have to be cautious of other people using the same space. More often than not, it ended in ruined tricks and frustration.
Not to mention that most of the skaters you had encountered in your town were smoking and high all the time. It was just better if you didn’t mix with that crowd.
But you really wanted to be able to skate this morning, so you trudged along the path, setting your skateboard down when you were almost to the park and skating the rest of the way.
At first, you tried to ignore the other person there. You didn’t pay any attention to him or his rather impressive ollie 540, which he landed cleaner than you had ever seen. Okay, maybe you paid a little attention to him. You shook your head and focused back on your own skating, though. Just because he’s a good skater doesn’t mean that you wanted to converse with him.
You attempted your laser flip again, positioning your feet in the right place and executing a frontside shuvit and a heel-flip to lift yourself up in the air. You almost landed it, really. It was so close to being a perfect land.
But instead, that stupid guy from across the skatepark had made eye contact with you at just that moment, flashing a pretty smile at you, causing you to lose focus and trip over the board on your way down.
The guy halted abruptly when he saw you fall and hurried over. He knelt down to make sure you weren’t hurt anywhere and held out his hand for you to grab to help stand up.
You had always been petty and in the moment you felt like it was entirely his fault that you hadn’t landed the laser flip. You brushed his hand away and stood up on your own, brushing off your hands and jeans.
“That’s a shame. Your technique was pretty solid. You could’ve landed it smoothly.” He said, a small smile playing on his lips.
Up close, you could see every detail of his face. His high cheekbones and pointy chin. His smooth skin and piercing dark eyes. He must’ve caught you taking a glance at him because his lips curved upwards into a sweet smile. You could see how perfectly his smile lines appeared on his face and how his lips didn’t quite meet all the way when spread into the heart-fluttering gesture.
“I would’ve landed it if I hadn’t gotten distracted.” You muttered, feeling your ego bruise at embarrassing yourself in front of him, clearly the better skater of the two of you.
He let out an amusement scoff, and got back on his board, calling out a clear, “Try it again!” as he skated a bit away.
You sighed when you realized that he had stopped once he got to the other end and was now sitting on his board, staring intently at you, waiting for you to make the move.
Your plan had originally been to go home after that embarrassing fall, but now that the handsome guy was waiting for you to try to laser flip again, you felt like you had no choice. You took a breath and got back on your board.
You felt nervous that someone was watching you. You had barely even taken skating lessons in your years of skating, learning mostly with your brother, through trial and error, and with YouTube. It certainly didn’t help that the person watching you was someone you found extremely attractive.
But as you bent your knees, and caught his smile from the corner of your eyes, you felt a surge of confidence. You jumped, feeling the adrenaline rush in the pit of your stomach, your skateboard flipped in the air, and you landed cleanly.
You beamed and your eyes immediately went in search of him. He was smiling too, his pearly teeth out on display and his eyes shining with an unmistakable message. He was proud of you. You skated over to him and sat down next to him.
“I’ve been struggling with that for weeks. I didn’t expect to suddenly get it today.” You said with a laugh.
“I guess I’m a good luck charm, then.” He said smoothly, “I’m Changyun by the way.”
“Y/n.”
“Y/n… Can I treat you to coffee?”
//
“When you tripped, I couldn’t help myself! You almost fell on your face!” You giggled.
Changyun looked offended, “So you would’ve just stood there and laughed at me even if I fell flat on my face?”
“It’s only ‘cause I adore you.” You said quickly, attempting to save yourself from the trap you had put yourself in. You cupped his cheeks with your hands, staring into his eyes until the hurt look in his eyes faded into love.
“Next time you fall off your board, I have the right to laugh, though.” He said quickly. Clearly there was still an ounce of hurt left in him, but you knew how to get rid of it.
“Okay, baby. Sure. Laugh all you want.” You moved one of your hands from his cheek to his shoulder, leaning in until your lips met his soft ones.
Changyun loved to kiss you and he easily melted into it, his lips moving against yours gently. His hands slipped to your waist, pulling you closer to him, and once you broke the kiss to catch your breath, he continued a trail of kissing by your lips and up your cheek until you were giggling from the ticklish feeling and pulling away. You rested your forehead against his, your heart racing in sync with his.
“I think your skateboard ran away from you.” You whispered, eyes glancing behind your boyfriend to where his black skateboard was, indeed, slowly rolling away.
Changyun smiled, on the verge of a laugh, “It always ruins the moment.” He gave one more short kiss to your lips before breaking the close embrace and jogging off to stop his board.
