fandom: PLAVE
pairing: various x reader
genre: fluff
summary: What would they do if they discovered your lips chapped on a cold winter night?
word count: roughly 300 words per part
a/n: I wrote these almost a year ago and I thought that after I was done with a project that I was working on, I would start posting these little prompts! I would hate if no one else got to enjoy them, so I decided that I would start uploading them here. I will remind everyone that these are my own hc and that these shouldn't reflect on the members in any way, shape, or form. Please kindly look forward to next weeks posting!
The days were becoming colder as autumn set in and today, you just happened to forget your lip balm. The chapped skin was beginning to feel tight, and you had tried to fold your bottom lip underneath your teeth, sucking it as you waited for the boys.
Eventually, your lip began to throb from the excessive sucking, and you opted to pick at the peeling skin, savoring the feeling of the cool air on chewed lips. It was better to pick away wet, loosened skin than dry ones.
Hearing the door to the building next door open, you began to hear the chatter of the group you were waiting for. The five of them were dressed warmly and you could tell they had a good day already from the looks on their faces.
You approach the group, waving at them as you draw closer.
Yejun: Kisses you with it on
Yejun smiles and you link arms with him, the rest of the group leading the way to the restaurant. You listen as he talks about the highlights of his day and you can’t help but smile at his enthusiasm, but as you stretch your lips you feel a sharp sting on the corner of your mouth.
You tucked your lip into your mouth again and gave a soft smile, hoping Yejun didn’t notice. But he did. He slows your walk, and you look at him confused.
“What’s wrong?” You ask.
“Your lip,” He frowns, a sad watery look as he stares at your mouth. “It’s all red. Do you have your lip balm with?”
You huff and try to smile as much as you can. “It’s no big deal. I’ll just buy some more at the convenience store on the way.”
Yejun glances at the group ahead of them before pulling you to the side quickly. You stutter, wondering what’s happening. Yejun watches the group as his hands swipes across his face before turning to you.
Gently, he lifts your face to his and he leans in to plant a soft kiss on your lips. This surprises you as you freeze up as you stare at him. He notices this and he pulls back, his eyebrows lifted and his eyes wide.
“What’s wrong? Is there not enough?”
You watch as he reapplies his lip balm before going back in for another kiss, making sure to kiss your entire mouth. He covers every inch of it and when he’s done, he pulls back again to make sure he got every dry part of your lips and cheeks.
Your face is blazing hot and you stutter out the big question: What’re you doing?!
“I wanted to help moisten your dry skin. It helps that I’m from the sea, so we should do this more often.”
The innocent look Yejun was giving you made you melt inside and you had to walk briskly away from him to prevent falling into his arms, his whining and laughter following close by behind you.
Noah: Teases you before planting a quick kiss??
As you approach the group, Noah greets you casually, his eyes flitting to your mouth as you walk and talk. Eventually the group is distracted by the yataz special as Hamin and Yejun try to mediate between them. You and Noah watch, laughing at their shenanigans. As you lean on Noah for support, he pokes at your cheek to get your attention.
“What happened here?” He taps his own lips, smiling as he watches your reaction.
You softly touch your lips, noticing the sting when you come into contact. “I forgot my lip balm. I was going to buy more at the convenience store.”
Noah smiles cheekily and pulls out a tube of his own lip balm, extending it towards you. Your face brightens up and you reach for his hand, thanking him as you did. But before you could, he quickly retracts his hand, opens the tube and applies it to his own lips.
You feel your cheeks grow warm. So it was for him and not out of kindness for you. You slowly lower your hand and make a move to keep walking, but are stopped by a sea of blonde. You feel something soft and sticky press against your mouth and you instinctively push your lips outward to cushion the force.
There was a series of soft kisses pressed on your mouth and something wet dragged against your bottom lip before pulling away. You stare at Noah, wide-eyed and blushing. He wore a playful smile as he pulled away and as he examined your face, he couldn’t help but break out into laughter.
This caught the rest of the group's attention and they wandered over to ask what had happened. You couldn’t say a word as you stood staring with wide eyes, blushing red like a tomato. Noah sat on the sidewalk, laughing uncontrollably.
Eunho: Rubs some on with his finger
You join the group, greeting them with a wave and smile. With everyone here and ready to go, you all start walking towards the restaurant. You check your pockets for a sign of lip balm one last time before you follow them and to your disappointment, come up empty-handed.
Eunho had noticed you stop and waited for you as you did so. He had noticed how red your lips were, but said nothing, planning on buying you some more at the convenience store on the way. As he shoved his hands in his jacket pockets, his fingers brushed up against a small cylinder.
Pulling it out, he found a small tub of his favorite lip balm. Just what you both needed. Eunho turned to step closer to you, calling you out as he did. As you looked up from your search, you noticed how close Eunho was and gave him a puzzled look.
“Hold still for me, yeah?”
You did as you were told and suddenly felt his fingers against your lips. The touch startled you and you froze in place as he did, staring at him with wide eyes. With a couple of swipes, your lips were fully moisturized again, and he gave you a satisfied smile, his wolf teeth poking out.
“Ah, thank you...” You mumbled out, your cheeks suddenly turning warm.
At first, he gave you a weird look and then in a split second, his eyes went wide. It seemed that Eunho had finally caught on and it was his turn to blush and sheepishly respond to you. The rest of them called for you as they were very ahead of you two and you ran towards them to catch up.
“Why are you two red?” Bamby tilted his head, a confused look on his face.
The two of you both glanced at each other, panting from the short sprint. Both of your faces were already red, but you both avoided each other's gaze.
“We just ran—what do you think?”
“We sprinted here, Bonggu!”
The two of you brushed past the rest and continued walking. Bamby’s confused look deepened.
“But they only ran half of a block?”
Bamby: Applies it, but uses up his tub, so he gets some off of you
As the six of you were walking to the restaurant, Bamby slowed his pace with yours, staring at your face as you walked. You give him a weird look, smirking.
“What is it? Is there something on my face?”
He frowns before looking down at your lips and you suddenly know what he’s thinking about. You raise your hand to your face, gingerly touching the sensitive skin. It stings from the touch and from the cold, but if you tuck back in, it might help.
A bright pink stick waved itself in front of your face and you looked to see Bamby holding out his lip balm to you. You thanked him and unscrewed the cap, applying a generous amount of it on your bottom lip.
You could feel him staring at you as you did, but you paid him no mind. When you finished, you handed him back the tube. It felt lighter than when he gave it to you and when he took hold of it, he must have noticed too. He unscrewed the cap and went in to apply some to his own lips but was met with the end of the tube.
He glowers at you, and you apologize, afraid of what he might say or do next. He closes the space in between you, and you suddenly feel his lips on his. It doesn’t feel like a kiss per se, but more of his lips rubbing against your own, swiping away at the balm on your lips.
He steps away after a moment, undisturbed by his actions and increases his pace to catch up with the group ahead of you. Your face suddenly felt hot, and you could feel a surge of emotions well up: a mix of embarrassment and surprise.
How could he just do that without knowing how you feel?!
Hamin: applies it himself
Hamin bounds towards you, a big grin on his face. He calls for you and you smile back, but as he gets closer, he pulls his mouth into a big frown. You ask him what the matter was and you can see that he was staring at your mouth. It must be all red and swollen from how much you’ve been chewing on it.
Hamin swung his bag around and dug inside, pulling out his signature lip balm. One that he was hoping to get his next PPL with. He moved to give it to you, but then hesitated as you held your hand out.
“Noona, your lip is bleeding!”
You were startled at his exclamation and reached your hand up to find the bleeding spot but was stopped by Hamin softly grabbing your chin and lifting it up. Before you knew what was happening, he was already applying a generous layer of soft balm on your bottom lip.
It felt like it took an hour as you felt your cheeks grow warm under his touch and you tried to look anywhere but his face. It didn’t take long for your gaze to wander to his face, and you couldn’t help but watch him. His face was so concentrated, brushing the stick back and forth slowly as he did. His brows crinkled and his eyes squinting, like he was painting a scene.
He finally finished and he looked up to meet your gaze, his face slowly revealing his thoughts. Oh no, what was I doing? You quickly pushed your lips together and took Hamin’s hand in yours and finally smiled wide, your lips no longer aching from the cold, and thanked him for his help.
He nodded and mumbled a response before striding over to the rest of the group. If the two of you had turned back towards each other, you would have noticed that you were both red from the intimate exchange.
Summary: an invite from him leading to a confession
You walked down the narrow road, trying to avoid the slightly muddy floor and as you check the now worn paper in your hand.
“Meet me at the flood plain y/n” it says in black ink as you check to you left, the serene field of rice on the other end, seemingly going on endlessly beyond the hilly side you were on.
You huff as you slowly try to go down the cliff, trying now to lose your footing as you stood near a marked tree waiting for your admirer.
You felt a hand and looked up to see him smiling and waving. “Hi y/n… I’m surprised you actually came.” He grabbed the note and glanced a side bashfully.
“I… uhm..” He said as you cocked your head to the side in confusion, you could see the tips of his ears flush red.
“What did you want to say to me?” You ask as he fidgets with the note in his hand. “Should I go?”
“No!” He grabs your arm as looks into your eyes briefly before cutting eye contact. You could feel your heart skip as he blushes more. “Don’t go..”
He moves away from you slightly, the sun setting behind him made him glow, elevating his red blush now to match the shade of the sky behind.
“I like you.” He says as he smiles, it radiates from him and blinds you like the sun. “I really do”
This was made with Hamin in mind but any plave member works!! I wrote this in a fest I’m not beta reading or editing (as always lol)
“How do I look?” Eunho said with a big grin you couldn’t really tell if he was being cocky, or there were just no thoughts behind those eyes.
“You look like an idiot.” You replied with a blank expression.
“Is that slang for incredibly hot and cool?” Eunho asked maintaining his stupid smile.
“It’s slang for you look like an idiot.” You stated again.
“I’m pretty sure your type is hot idiots, so I’ll take that proudly.” Eunho said before walking away from your library desk. You buried your face in your hands before looking at him walk away, clearly proud from the exchange you two just had. You sigh deeply before looking up at your friend Hamin clearly a bit bothered by the exchange. After a bit of awkward silence Hamin decided to break it.
“So, uhm….” Hamin stuttered “Are you and Eunho…?”
“No!” You said a bit too loudly and turned your head to see if you were in trouble. “No… we’re just…” you said a bit quieter. You tried finding the words of what you and Eunho were but it seemed like you weren’t even sure what you two were.
Relationship with Eunho
You’ve known Eunho for a while, you can say you’re friends but you’re not quite sure. You and Eunho were in two different friend groups, sometimes they mixed together, sometimes they stayed far apart from each other. You weren’t close but Eunho tried everything he could to try and get close, you were a bit unaware. You weren’t incredibly shy, but you weren’t the type to make yourself stand out. In Eunho’s eyes this made you stand out even more. When he found out you two were going to the same university he saw it as an opportunity to get closer to you, which backfired a bit because you began to start seeing him as a puppy who needed attention, I guess you thought he was lonely and the only one from high school that went to the same university as him so you didn’t mind too much… until you did.
“Eunho, you have so many other friends why do you keep lingering around me?” You asked him annoyed
“I don’t have an answer for that, maybe because you remind me of home.” He says looking at you. You knew he meant that too and it wasn’t some cheesy pick up line. So you let him linger.
Relationship with Hamin
At freshman orientation you were lost. Completely lost. New town, new school, new rules, 100% lost. Yet you tried to pretend being confident that you were going the right way until a tall man calls out to you.
“Hey!” the tall man called out to you, “If you’re looking for the freshman orientation it’s the other way…” pointing his finger in the direction you were supposed to actually be going.
“Oh! Uh, thanks!” You replied back to him and started walking the opposite direction with your face flushed with redness.
The auditorium where the orientation was held was filled to the brim with freshmen students, you searched the aisles trying to see whether each one was filled. With no empty seat in sight someone had tapped your shoulder, and it was the tall man.
“If you’re looking for a seat, there’s one next to me you can sit in.” He says leading you to his seat.
“Oh, thank you… again.” You said while following him, “Saving me from embarrassment twice in less than an hour, thank you.”
“Anytime, my name is Hamin, if you ever get lost again I can give you my number and help out.” Tall man finally has a name, Hamin. It’s cute.
“Thanks, my name is y/n” you say trying to avoid eye contact because you had looked lost, confused and stupid twice in less than an hour in front of this tall, handsome guy.
From that day forward you found yourself always running to this guy for some reason.
how plave members would react to you farting in a crowded elevator
yejun
absolutely covers for you. zero hesitation.
“sorry, that was me... my stomach’s been weird today.” he even puts a hand on his stomach to really sell the act.
meanwhile, you’re standing there like a statue. eyes forward, face bright red. trying (not) to disintegrate.
and this man??
just casually wraps an arm around your waist, pulls you closer, and gives your shoulder a little squeeze like: “I got you.”
later, once you’ve survived the ride and stumbled into the hallway, he looks at you— dead serious:
“you owe me, babe.” “for what?”
“for taking the fall for a category five bio-weapon. that thing had layers.”
because if you think he wouldn’t tease you later, you’re strongly mistaken. BUT he’s gentle with it. He just really, really enjoys watching you squirm!! MHM!!!!
noah
if you think this man will cover for you right off the bat, think AGAIN!
he smells it. blinks. looks around. then his eyes land on you—standing stiff, lips pressed tight, visibly fighting for your life.
immediately starts laughing. loud.
you shoot him a glare, full death mode.
he only laughs harder. like gasping-for-air, bent-over laughing.
eventually—eventually—he kind of gets it together. clears his throat. still grinning. then, to the rest of the elevator, totally deadpan: “ah sorry, that was me.”
no one buys him. not one person.
but at least he tried.
later, he wraps his arm around your shoulders like nothing happened and goes, “that thing had force, babe. you trying to kill me?”
bamby
first reaction: GASP + full body flinch. covers his nose.
“W-WHO—??? WHAT??”
he whips his head around in horror… then his eyes land on you. frozen. soulless. already halfway to the afterlife.
realization hits him like a freight train.
he panics.
“OH. uh. that was me. yeah. i had… tofu??”
no one believes him. not even close. it's painfully obvious he's covering HAHAH
he starts fake coughing to add realism. fans the air. looks like he’s gonna pass out from his own fake fart. meanwhile you're standing there MORTIFIED.
you both walk out of the elevator with him still trying to sell it and failing miserably.
he feels bad later on and brings you a scented candle as a peace offering. such a thoughtful little peach mhm.
eunho
100% takes the fall, just so he can protect your dignity
at first he looks around suspiciously at first… sniffs once…
his eyes lock on you. you're red and visibly glitching. he sees the shame in your soul.
he gasps a little—dramatic, hand-to-heart—and then quietly says to the elevator:
“ah… that was me. sorry everyone” nobody even questions him because he looks so sincere. he even bows a little. polite. serious.
you could fall to your knees from the emotional damage.
outside, he turns to you, grinning like he just saved a puppy from a burning building.
“you’re so cute when you're embarrassed.” “shut up.” “do it again. i wanna protect you some more.”
everything you do is cute to this man. 11/10, need this in my life </3
haming
i don't think i need to say this but he’d 100% cover for you. and he makes it look effortless.
the second the smell hits, the air shifts.
silence.
suspicion.
you freeze, staring straight ahead, praying to every higher power that no one notices.
but hamin turns his head just slightly. a tiny glance in your direction. enough to make your stomach drop.
then—he speaks.
“sorry. that was me.”
no panic. no extra explanation. just calm, even delivery—and somehow, everyone believes him.
he doesn’t look at you. doesn’t move. just stands there with his hands in his pockets like he didn’t just save your dignity from total destruction.
(though… his ears are a little pink.)
when the doors open, he waits for you to step out first. follows close behind. and once the doors slide shut behind you both, he leans in, voice low, smooth:
“that was bold of you.”
“shut up!!”
“what? it’s cute.”
and yeah—later that night, while you’re wrapped in his arms, half-asleep?
“should I start carrying air freshener for you?”
“hamin, I swear—”
him, smiling into your hair: “just in case.”
because he will tease you. but he does it like he’s in love with you. because he is. MHMM!!
popping in this (very empty) tag to say hello and that in the very near future i will be contributing heavily to this tag so if u wanna see then follow along 🤭🤍
Intended for any plave member/male oshi you like <3
“Plli-ya you need to stop…” you hear a voice saying gently from behind, whispering into your ear with a breathy tone. You freeze as he pulls you by the chair detaching you from the computer screen and pushes your shoulder slowly to fix your posture. “Playing games in the dark will really ruin your eyesight.”
“But I-“
He closes your mouth and turns your laptop off much to your dismay “I habnt abed-“ (I haven’t saved). He sighs and turns it back to and saves the game for you. You just sit there frozen as you watch him grab you by the waist from your chair and sling you over his shoulder eventually tossing you on the bed.
“Hey! What was that for?” You ask as he laughs and tucks you into bed. “It’s way past your bedtime y/n.”
You sigh as he walks across the room and shuffles into the space next to you. “I still want to play though…” you mumble as he hums.
“You can continue tomorrow.” He says as he kisses your forehead lightly. “Good night.”
“Night.”
The quiet hum of the air conditioning mixes with the soft chirping of crickets from the outside seems to lull you to sleep as the cool air tickles whatever exposed skin was out of you blanket and not covered by his arm around you.
You could hear his heart beat. Thump. Thump. Thump. As you felt yours matched his, his breathing tickling your ear as you closed your eyes and snuggled against him.
Me and who??? Just kidding, I’m back I swear! I just had this thought and felt that I needed to write it out!! Don’t worry I’m doing much better today, make sure you dear reader have a wonderful day/night! Also random fun fact the game I was imagining was persona because I’ve been getting into it a lot recently lol!
fandom: PLAVE
pairings: Hamin x reader
genre: fluff
word count: 3.1k
prompt: "A love that is requited tastes like..."
A response to ‘Unrequited Love’, from another universe…
Hamin: BLOSSOM
The first time you saw him, you couldn’t help but stiffen up and give a shaky smile. Your friend, Yejun, had invited you out and to your surprise, he invited another person too. You didn’t expect a tower of a person staring down at you with a piercing gaze. You thought that if he were to fight you, you’d lose in an instant.
That vision was shattered as the tall man timidly walked up to the table and bowed nervously, whispering a small greeting. Yejun introduced you to Yu Hamin and had only good things to say about his maknae. So, he was the youngest of the three of you? You let your guard down and tried your best to relax.
There was nothing to fear now that you learned that Hamin was just shy around new people. You could see that Hamin opened up more when he talked to Yejun; his face lit up and his laugh came from his heart as the two talked. The ice was broken when you made a flippant remark on Yejun’s aegyo. He had pulled a cutesy face, while making the highest pitch sound he could muster, and all you could do was retort in response.
Hamin snickered as the human dumpling gave you an expression of disbelief. The rest of the night went by smoothly and before you could order any more food, Yejun asked for the bill. Even though you met once, you decided to trade numbers with Hamin. You knew that Yejun had hoped for you two to be good friends, but you didn’t realize how close you two could be. You found that you had common interests: late-night karaoke, sports, and even games. Before long, you found yourself talking to him almost every night.
The time we couldn’t see each other left me feeling uneasy; I felt warmth in my heart.
The more you got to hang around Hamin, the more your heart fluttered. His aloof demeanor to some topics and his constant references when he talks to his hyungs made you laugh. His sweet voice as he sings to you about the ocean filled your head, so much that you began to hum it to yourself. You didn’t realize that after spending so much time together, you had begun to miss him.
I couldn’t reach you, you weren’t in front of me; But it’s right there
Even when you both hung out, your heart ached. When he would stare at you with a blank look, you couldn’t help but feel your skin heat up.
I have this feelings that you’re right there; I’m touching you
The thought hit you and you smashed your face into your pillow.
No matter how far away we are; I can’t stop the sound of your voice
Your phone hummed and you pulled down on the screen to see the notification.
noona are you busy?
You smiled as a cat sticker popped up, poking its head around an imaginary corner.
Not really, what’s up?
The feelings that overflow; I can’t stop
Bubbles slowly danced as you waited for his reply. Did he want to go out today? You swiped to your weather app, finding that it would be a warm night with no chance of rain. You checked some of your favorite locations, making sure it wasn’t too busy. A notification slid down, and you quickly tapped on it.
are you hungry? my treat
Fall in love; My love for you…my love
You met up with Hamin at a local restaurant, eating before hitting a bar. It was relaxing until a flood of people came through the doors. The music, that usually played softly in your ears, was turned up loud, rattling inside of your head. You could barely breathe, let alone have your own personal space. No one listened as you pleaded with them to move and tried to find a way out. A warm hand grabbed your wrist and you found Hamin on the other side of the chaos. He pulled you free and you stumbled into his arms, relieved that you no longer had to be shifted inside the cramped crowd.
Swaying, swaying, swaying; Fall in love
The uneasiness you felt disappeared and the hold he had on you tightened gently as he led you towards the door. As you walked out to leave, you found it was raining. You both frowned at this, knowing it wasn’t supposed to rain that night. You had planned on going out to karaoke, but after being squished and jostled, you didn’t have the energy to.
Like petals dancing around; Your love, your love
“Aaah,” You sighed, suddenly feeling the alcohol hit you. “Our plans are ruined~!”
Hamin was silent. His face was flushed and screwed up in a thinking squint. You could tell that he was thinking hard. ‘He must not want to go home,’ you concluded.
Words cannot express; This feeling
“Hamin-ah,” You smiled, bumping your shoulder on his arm. “Wanna come to my place?”
It felt like you were picking him up and you shooed away your dirty thoughts. You can do this. Nothing was wrong with bringing your friend to your place. Your handsome, tall friend who you couldn’t get out of your head. He, who made your heart pound wildly when you thought of him. Totally innocent.
Hamin looked down at you, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open. Oh no, you could feel your blood rushing up to your face! You silently prayed for him to give you an answer and when he agreed, you let out holler.
Screaming with my naked voice; I’m falling
“Wh-whoo hoo! I haven’t had a sleepover since I was a kid!” You jogged ahead, hoping to hide your red face from him. “Let’s get snacks before we get home!”
Fallling for you; This is for you
By the time you both got to your apartment with snacks and drinks, you were both soaked by the rain. You grabbed him a towel to dry off and let him use the shower first. As he got into the bathroom, you hurried to grab a change of clothes. For the both of you, of course. Sweats were an easy option to choose as you dried off and you hurriedly slipped them on.
You rummaged through your closet, hoping to find something big enough for Hamin to wear. The only thing that you could find was a pair of sweats that Yejun had left at your house once. He had forgotten it after you both crashed on your living room floor after pulling an all-nighter for an exam and he hasn’t been back to retrieve it since.
It’ll have to do for now. You knocked on the bathroom door, before gently placing the clothes on the counter sink. Afterwards, you got to cleaning the living room. It was a little messier than usual and you did your best to make it look nice for a guest. You brought out some blankets and pillows, turning the TV on for good measure. It must look perfect for Hamin’s first stay!
As you dumped some chips into a bowl, the bathroom door clicked open and Hamin stumbled into the living room. Despite his larger build, Yejun’s sweater fit him snuggly. He looked awkward as he tugged at the hems of the sweater.
“Thank god they fit you,” You chuckled, hoping to make light of how small the piece was. “I was worried that it wouldn’t.”
The buds have grown; And our love has bloomed
He smiled and you almost died from how cute he looked in that moment. His hair still damp and hung over his eyes. It didn’t help that the clothes he wore tightened around his body every time he moved. You excused yourself before you could expose your growing crush. You turned the tap on cold, splashing your body in hopes of waking yourself up from the alcohol. It didn’t work as well as you thought. After shivering for a couple of seconds, you turned the tap warm and became drowsy as you stood there.
Words cannot express; This feeling
With the new wave of your buzz coming on, you couldn’t help but hear the rush of thoughts go through your brain. Even if you felt your crush growing on Hamin, would he even feel the same? And if he did, what would happen? Your thoughts began to spiral and you had to jump out of the shower before you had a heart attack.
Screaming with my naked voice; I’m falling
When you got back, you sat down next to him and agreed on a movie to watch. You were both still feeling the effects of the alcohol and before you knew it could register, you cuddled close. You could practically hear the sound of your heart thrumming through your skin and you prayed that he couldn’t hear it.
Falling for you
The soft sound of your breathing, chests rising and falling in sync, and the lull of the movie put the both of you in a restful sleep.
This is for you
But you felt wide awake, your cheek carefully placed on his shoulder and one of his hands softly touching yours. You tried to keep your eyes trained on it, hoping that he was asleep, and in a brief burst of courage, you carefully locked fingers with him.
I make you; You make me
His breathing hitched and you felt your heart leap to your throat.
Smiles and tears
He was awake. You froze, unsure what to do in the situation you had created. Slowly, you looked up to meet eyes with him. His deep obsidian eyes bore into yours and you suddenly felt small in the comfort of your couch. You couldn’t tell what it was, but an energy filled the room around you two.
I make you; You make me
Quickly, you sat up. “A-ah! Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that! I-I just…”
Your mind went blank, any excuse you could think of flying out of the window. An awkward silence settled between you and you could feel heat crawl up your neck and spread to your cheeks.
Let’s start walking, just the two of us
Before you could say anything else, a hand enveloped yours. It was bigger than yours and warm, enough to drench your palm with a layer of thin sweat. You shyly peeked up at Hamin, finding his reaction was the same as yours.
Our hyphen keeps us connected
His face was dusted pink and you couldn’t quite make out his expression. Something was pooling within his eyes.
Our bond is unbreakable; The time we couldn't meet
“...just what?”
His voice startled you and you couldn’t help but feel your tongue tie up. You didn't know what to say at that moment and trained your eyes on the sight of your hands intertwined together. All of those feelings that you pushed down began to resurface and the liquid courage began to course through you.
Deepened our connection
“I just wanted to.” You were surprised to hear yourself and the grip tightened around your hand. “Hold your hand, I mean.”
The buds have grown
“...why?” His voice was deep, coming closer to you and you couldn't help but shiver.
“Because I like you.”
And our love has bloomed
You waited for his response, afraid of what he might say. But it was quiet. The silence was unbearable and after a moment, you had enough of it. Your feelings were being amplified by the drinks you had earlier and as you looked up to give him a piece of your mind, you felt your mouth close as at the sight.
The scenery I was used to seeing; Changed into a miracle
Hamin's face was blazing red, but his mouth was hidden behind his other hand. The man almost looked boy-ish as he began to look flustered.
“Hamin?”
Even tears become beautiful
He shyly looked over to you and watched as you brought his hand up to place a gentle kiss on his knuckles. This must have woke him up from his stupor as he gently tugged you forward. You let him and soon the two of you were holding each other close.
“Me too.” His voice resonated in your ear and you held him closer. “I like you too.”
And turn into memories
The two of you laid on the couch for hours, talking freely about your feelings towards each other. It was liberating to get it off your chest now that he felt the same way.
“I was worried when I couldn't find any spare clothes in my closet.” You giggled. “I'm glad I did.”
Hamin was silent for a moment, before speaking. “How come you have Yejun-hyung's clothes here?”
You couldn't help but frown. You knew that you had properly washed it, so how did Hamin know it was Yejun’s? You propped your head up to look at him properly. He avoided your eyes, but you could tell from the tell-tale pink hue in his ears that he was jealous. You couldn't help but want to tease him, but if you did that, it might cause misunderstandings.
There are no answers or reasons
“Don't worry,” You laughed. “Yejun only sleeps on the floor when he gets kicked out by–”
You slapped a hand over your mouth. Of course you wouldn't be able to contain his secret when Hamin was around. It was already hard enough, but now that both of your hearts were traded…
Just let yourself feel the love
“Wait, Yejun-hyung is–?!”
You quickly placed a kiss on Hamin's cheek, hoping it would silence him. It worked as he cradled you close and returned the favor with a ticklish one to your neck. Laughter rang out through your apartment.
fandom: PLAVE
pairings: various x reader
genre: fluff
word count: between 300 to 800 words
prompt: what do you think they will splurge on and how will you, their gf, react to it
Ever since you moved in with them, you would work on the budget for the both of you. Always the stickler when it comes to deals and sales. But that’s how it is when you both have jobs and bills to pay.
It didn’t help that your partner is a maniac for buying things. Certain things.
Yejun: Treating you/anyone
One night as you were brushing your teeth, you heard the doorbell to your front door chime. You glanced at your phone, noting how late it was. You weren't expecting anyone and you didn't order any food.
Padding over to the door, you buzzed your intercom and greeted the person at your door.
"Aah, noona!" Bamby's crackled on the other side. "Could you open the door? Your boyfriend went a little overboard tonight."
It suddenly dawned on you. VLAST held a small party after a successful concert and invited the team out to drink and eat. Yejun had told you before, but it must have slipped your mind that it was today.
You rushed to throw on some slippers and grab your keys before booking it to the front of your apartment. When you reached the bottom of the stairs, you saw all five members sitting in the atrium.
Yejun and Noah leaned against each other as the other three tried their best to keep them upright. Hamin was offering Bamby his water bottle, the pink members skin the same color as his hair.
You hurried over, calling them as you did. Eunho waved back at you eagerly and grabbed you by the shoulders to lead you to Yejun.
"Sorry noona," Hamin bowed to you timidly. "Yejun-hyung just kept buying us drinks and then…"
You looked down at your boyfriend, his face in a content smile. In his arms were bags and wrapped boxes. You were confused why had bought so much stuff and bent down to his level.
"Yejuun…" you called, gently holding his hand. "It's me. Are you ready to go?"
Yejun opened his eyes, his smile staying in place. "Aaah, it's my honeey!"
He nudged Noah awake as he tugged at your hand. "Noaah-yaah! Look, it's my beautiful giirlfriieend~!"
Noah grunted a greeting at you and then slowly leaned towards Hamin, resting against the taller one's side.
"Can we leave him here with you, noona?" Bamby swayed as he spoke to you. "We still have to bring Noah-hyung home."
"Yeah, thank you for taking care of him until now." You bowed towards them. They returned the gesture and you saw them off as they exited the building.
After they left, you helped Yejun up and took him to the elevator. He refused to give you the bags and you had to struggle to hold him up. Once inside your apartment, Yejun peppered you with kisses and finally set the bags down.
"Waaah, I missed yooou." He whined as he held onto you. You could smell the alcohol in his breath and you chuckled at his antics. Yejun hadn't gotten this drunk since he had asked you out, so it was funny to see him like this.
“I missed you too,” You kissed his cheek and led him over to the couch, gently helping him down as he sat. “Do you want some water? Are you hungry?”
“Mm, can I have a piece of you?”
“You cheeky siren,” You chuckled, kissing him once before going into the kitchen. “Only for dessert.”
You got him a tall glass of water and set a plate down assorted with crackers and cookies. You eyed the bags still littered across the doorstep. They were all branded with designer brands and the wrapping paper looked expensive. Glaring at them, you went over and grabbed the handles to bring them over to the living room.
“Yejun, what did you buy?” You kept your voice light, trying not to sound angry as you glared even harder at the contents inside.
“I wanted to express my gratitude to my brothers and friends, so I bought all kinds of stuff!” Yejun scooted down onto the floor and began to dig around between the bags and boxes. He began to drunkenly pile the boxes for a different person and then once he was done, thrusted a giant bag towards you. “For you!”
You smiled, worried about the contents inside, and took it gingerly.
“Yejun,” You softly called, setting the bag down. “I love you and I'm sure everyone will love the gifts you bought, but you should be more careful with how much you spend. Did you forget that we’re on a budget to go on a trip with your parents?”
“I remember!” Yejun shook his head. He took your hands and lifted them to your face, nuzzling his cheek against your palm. “I just wanted to thank everyone properly.”
“I know, but make sure to call or text me next time. Then I can help you too!”
Yejun went silent for a moment and then reluctantly bobbed his head. You rewarded him with some kisses and then got him ready for bed.
In the morning, Yejun apologized profusely and promised he would never do that again.
Noah: workout memberships/equipment/ROLEX
You were at home when you heard the front door open. Looking up from your book, you watched as your boyfriend made a beeline to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. His hair was hidden underneath a black beanie and his sweater that he wore earlier was now wrapped around his waist.
"Welcome back~!" You call from the living room. You set your book down on the coffee table and made a move to get up, but was surprised to see Noah already standing next to you.
You quickly got up to greet him and was met with a warm hug. You squirm in his arms, complaining about how sweaty he was, but you accepted the hug anyway. You kissed his neck once, tasting the salt of his skin on your lips.
"How was your workout?" You pull away, straightening your shirt as you did. "Did Eunho join you this time?"
"Mm." Noah grinned, moving back towards the kitchen. He began to pull canisters out of the pantry and line them up on the counter. "I promised him I'd bring him some protein that I didn't want anymore and pre-workout mix too."
"...are you giving him the banana flavor?"
"Maybe."
"Hang on," you laugh and walk over to where he stood, opening the pantry again. "I have one that I don't want anymore…"
"Ah, wait!"
Your voice trailed off as you opened the cupboard, two giant bags staring down at you. You recognized the brand and turned towards Noah, a glare setting in on your face.
"Aah…I was going to tell you about that…"
"When did you buy these?" Your voice lowered several octaves, almost growling as you spoke.
Noah shivered and he raised his hands in defense. "J-just recently…"
"Han Noah," Your eyebrows furrowed deeper and you placed your hands on your hips. "What did we talk about buying expensive things?"
"Well, I-I…we…"
"We talk together first before buying them. Did you forget what happened last time?"
He smiled nervously at the memory. He had somehow convinced the team, VLAST, and the CEO himself to finally buy Rolex watches for the members. Although, he did have to dip into their savings to help. You would never let him off the hook since then.
"Now, now love." Noah mustered up as much courage as he could. "You're not hearing the whole story."
You raised an eyebrow, folding your arms across your chest. You cannot wait to hear what he had to say this time.
"I did buy a bag of this expensive protein, but the other bag was a gift from Hamin. He felt bad for hurting me that one day of training so he treated me. I didn't want to say no, so how could I refuse a precious gift?"
You stare at him with a poker face, showing no emotion as he ran through his spiel. By the end of it, you could only sigh in defeat and take a hold to his hands.
"Alright, I believe you. Sorry for getting mad so quickly."
"It's alright, sorry I bought something without telling you."
You two hug it out and Noah kisses your forehead before moving to the bedroom to take a shower. As you watched him leave, you pull out your phone and send a quick text to Hamin.
If Noah had an alibi, his benefactor better be telling the same story.
Bamby: Games
You listened to your phone ring a couple of times as you sat at the food court, waiting for your boyfriend. Groups of people went to and fro, going on about their lives as they walked past you. It’s been almost ten minutes since he last contacted you and you were growing impatient.
Bamby’s voice rang in your ear, but to your disappointment it was only his voicemail. As you dial his number again, you catch a flash of pink in your peripheral.
“Hey,” He panted, leaning against the table you sat at. “Sorry I’m late. I, uh, got distracted.”
Your anxiety melted away as you stared at him. “It’s alright, I was getting worried about you. What happened?”
You glanced down at his arm, a white bag with a familiar logo printed on the front. You quirked an eyebrow and reached for the bag.
“Oho~what do we have here?”
“Aah! Hang on—HANG ON!”
He tried to pull away from you, catching the attention of the people around you. You held on tight and laughed loudly as you pulled at the bag, peering in. Three fresh clear cases shined up at you and you knew instantly what they were.
“Did you buy the new games?!” You shriek, a wide smile appearing on your face. “Bonggu-yah, I thought you were going to wait till next paycheck?”
Bamby looked at you sheepishly, a pout paired with tinted cheeks. "The new Zelda game was on sale, how could I not buy it?"
You giggle at his cuteness and pull him in for a hug. He reluctantly hugged you back, patting your back a couple times before drawing away and intertwining your hands together.
"Let's go to that bookstore you like and I'll buy you something nice, yeah?"
"Sure, but be prepared." You squeeze his hand as you beamed up at him. "I've got a long list too."
Eunho: Clothes (both)
You had just come home from your job, unlocking your mailbox to grab the mail. There were a couple of bills to remind you to pay them, a letter from your grandparents, and a package stuffed into the back of the box.
You fish it out, trying to remember if you had bought anything recently. As you close your mailbox door and lock it, you get waved over by one of the apartment managers. You suddenly felt nervous. You frantically racked your brain to make sure you paid all of this month's bills for the apartment.
As you enter the office, you were suddenly given a big bag full of packages.
“These were all left in front of the mailboxes, so I just collected these for you.”
They were all addressed to your home. No name in sight. You thanked the manager and began to lug the packages to the elevator where you took it up to your apartment.
You set the bag down to look for your keys, but the door opened before you could find them. Eunho’s giddy face greeted you, pulling you in for a hug and smattering of kisses. You laughed and tried to get out of his vice grip.
“Eu-Eunho! Hang on!” You giggled, failing to do so. “I’ve got a lot of stuff to bring in!”
Eunho suddenly stopped and looked down at your feet, seeing the bag of packages and the parcel underneath your arm.
“They’re here!”
“Huh?”
He stooped over and grabbed the bag, holding the door open for you as you walked through. He giddily led you over to the living room and grabbed a pair of scissors, chattering about how excited he was to show you what he got.
You frowned at this. What did he get this time? You remember the last time he splurged on something, he was convinced to get a Rolex to match with the other members of PLAVE. You mentally sighed at the memory. Noah really was the CEO of nos-lighting.
Patiently, you sat on the couch as you watched Eunho sit on the floor and open the packages, like a child at christmas. He began to pull out even more packaged things from the packages and reached out to grab one, the soft package limp beneath your fingers.
“Clothes?” You cocked an eyebrow at Eunho, a small smile ghosting over your face. He was a fashionista when it came to clothes and accessories, which was cute. Until he began to buy Rolex watches.
“Not just any clothes.” Eunho’s smile was infectious as he beamed up at you. “Look!”
He handed you more packages, these ones looked smaller. You traded the one in your hand for these ones and unzipped the packaging to get a look at them.
Layers of clothes piled high on your lap, all folded neatly. They all came in fall colors: red, brown, black, and orange. And the clothes were all made in your size! Looking up, you noticed that Eunho had the same colors, clothing style, and matching accessories to go with it.
“Did you–”
“We got a recent PPL with a designer brand,” Eunho shyly rubbed his neck, a blush creeping up his neck. “And I asked if I could get a matching set. They said I could, so I picked the ones I think we’d look good in.”
You looked at the chaos that was there living room now; ripped packaging strewn about the floor, jewelry and shoes set aside to avoid getting dirty, and the clothes that sat in your lap. You felt a mix of emotions go through you, but the one you couldn’t ignore was the overwhelming feeling of love for your boyfriend.
Eunho scooted closer, worried about how quiet you got. Reaching up to touch your hand, you clasped it tightly and then brought him in for a hug.
“Thank you,” You kissed the crown of his head, pulling his head close to your chest. “I love it.”
Eunho wrapped his arms around your waist and nuzzled into you in return. “Anything for you.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Hamin: Food
As you get off of the bus, you get a text. Your phone blinked at you, showing your boyfriend's contact smiling at you. You bit back a smile and checked the message.
did you just get off work?? I’m nearby, so wait for me!
You giggle a little at this and snap a pic of the restaurant you were near before sending it to Hamin, taking a seat on a bench nearby. It didn’t take long before you were overshadowed by his tall looming figure.
You greeted him with a wide smile, tugging at his hands to help you up.
“Are you hungry? I haven’t eaten yet.”
“I could go for something,” You mused, taking a look around at the shops and restaurants nearby. “Are you craving anything?”
Looking back at him, Hamin gave you a knowing smile and bounced on his toes as he rocked back and forth. You sighed at this, knowing exactly what he wanted.
“Again?” You playfully shook his hands. “What is this, the sixth week you’ve eaten this?”
“But it’s so good!” He whined. “Why would someone make something so good without anyone eating it?”
You placed your hands on your hips, pulling out your famous scolding frown. Hamin pouted at this and sulkily lowered his head. You could practically see cat ears folding against his head.
“Alright,” You sighed, lacing his fingers in yours. “But this is the last time.”
He perked up at this and peppered you with kisses before hugging you. You hug him back, feeling safe within his large embrace. You both made your way to the shop down the street from your apartment.
“What should I get this time?” Hamin sang.
You giggled at his cute behavior and tugged his arm into a small hug. “Don’t you get the same thing every time anyway? Cheese ramen?”
“Sure, but I can always have some at home.”
“Sorry to break it to you, but you can’t buy any take-home ramen either.” You laugh at the incredulous look he gave you. “I’ll be watching you if you do.”
