B.I (Kim Hanbin) Masterlist: Last updated 12/25/25
Note: anything with 🙂↕️ is my personal favorite
Hanbin:
Mad: angst + happy end
Day Off: mature + fluff -You were both enjoying the rare chance your day off coincide with each other when a simple banter turns into something more.
Reasons (2 parts): angst + happy end [COMPLETED]
½ | 2/2
Smiles and Hopes (2 parts): angst (bestfriend!Hanbin) [COMPLETED] - Long lost friends hoping for another chance to be back in each other lives.
Cause | Effect
Just Go (3 parts): 🙂↕️ fluff + angst + mature ft. Monsta X’s Shownu - song scenario, CEO!Hanbin [COMPLETED]
Just Go | Please Stay | Always Mine
Father’s Worry: fluff ft. Junhoe - parents au
My Professor (Tentative): angst + fluff + mature ft. professor!Jiwon, ongoing series - friend with benefits au, professor!Hanbin - It was universally known that friend with benefit between best friends would be a chaotic ride from the start till the heartbreak of either one or both party. No one says anything about being in one with your dear professor…
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7
Heavy: angst - CEO!Hanbin
SpellBound: fluff ft. all of iKON and Lisa! - Hogwarts au, friends to lovers, school life au
Kitten Love: 🙂↕️ fluff ft. Bobby - Neighbor au, lost love, DoubleB - Never in a million years would Hanbin have thought adopting a little cat would change his life tremendously in all the wonderful way it had. He definitely didn’t think that the little furry baby could’ve too change his love life by leading him to a chance encounter… one that perhaps much more than just the handsome man it offered.
Brunch: fluff
Under the Mistletoe: angst, fluff - A date gone wrong… You should’ve known better than to listen to your heart.
mostly fluff, quite a bit of swearing, some suggestive themes, pretty much just friends to lovers nonsense because I’m a sucker for that
summary: you’re drunk and locked out of your apartment so what do you do? call your best friend hanbin, who you just happen to be in love with, and stay the night at his place, what could go wrong?
“I’m not drunk.”
“You definitely are.”
You roll your eyes. You’re in your best friend’s apartment, with her partner and some of your other friends. It’s a Friday night, and you wanted to celebrate the end of the week. However, your best friend doesn’t drink, so she’s mostly been watching you and laughing at all the dumb things you say.
“Are you ready to go home?” She asks. “I can drive you. I don’t want you wandering around in the dark.”
“Are you trying to get rid of me?”
“You know I’m going home for the weekend, I don’t want to get there in the middle of the night.” You can’t argue with that. You know she’s been missing her family recently, and you don’t want to take away from her time with them.
“Okay,” you grab your bag, pulling out your phone. “Let’s go.” She smiles and goes to get her stuff.
When she’s ready, she leads you out to her car. You sit in the back, since her S.O. always gets to ride shotgun. Your single ass can’t relate.
It’s a short drive, so you just hang out in the back while the two of them talk. You’re thinking about what to do when you get home. You texted Hanbin earlier, asking if you two could study tomorrow. He hasn’t replied yet, so maybe you’ll bother him. You hate being drunk and alone. When your friend pulls into your driveway, you reach into your bag for your keys.
“It was lovely seeing you again, y/n.”
“Yeah, you too,” you reply. You can’t feel them anywhere. You turn on your phone flashlight to get a better look.
“What’s wrong?” Your friend asks. You shake your head.
“I can’t find my keys.”
“You’re joking,” she says.
“I wish I was.” She reaches out her hand so you give her your bag. She pokes around in there for a little while before coming to the same conclusion.
“You’re so dumb.” She’s not wrong. “Call your roommate, she’ll let you in.”
“She’s at her boyfriend’s tonight...” You’re getting anxious now. You don’t know what to do.
“Oh my god,” your friend hits the steering wheel. “What do we do with you?”
“Can’t she stay with your roommates?” Her partner asks. The two of you shake your heads.
“I don’t trust them to take care of her,” your friend says. “They’re good people, but y/n can be way too flirty when she’s drunk. I don’t want her sleeping with one of them.” That’s a valid point.
“I don’t have any other friends-” you start to say when it hits you. “HANBIN.”
“Who?” Your friend asks.
“You know him!” You unlock your phone so you can call him.
“Is that the guy you’re always studying with?”
“Yes!” You scroll to Hanbin’s contact icon and click it. “I’ve slept at his place before, he won’t mind.”
“Is this a good idea?” Your friend asks. “Having you sleep at a boy’s house while drunk?” You don’t answer her because Hanbin picks up right at that moment.
“y/n,” he says. “What’s up?”
“Okay, this is going to sound weird,” you reply. Your friend laughs. “I’m a little drunk and I got locked out of my apartment and I need somewhere to stay so could I maybe sleep at yours?” You’re slurring your words a little bit, but you’re hoping he won’t notice.
“Of course,” he says right away. You hear a door open. “Where are you? I’ll pick you up.”
“No, it’s okay,” you tell him. “I’m with my friend, she can drop me off.”
“Can I talk to him?” Your friend says from the front seat.
“Hold on, she wants to talk to you,” you say to Hanbin. “She needs to make sure you aren’t gonna murder me.” You can hear him nervously laughing as you give your friend the phone.
You look out the window while she asks him a gazillion and one questions. She sounds concerned when she finds out he has 2 other roommates, both guys. You’re good friends with them too, thankfully. You can’t hear Hanbin, but whatever he says must be convincing. He’s the best person you know. But then again you’re drunk, and maybe a little in love with him.
“And you’ll take her home tomorrow morning?” She asks. You turn your head and try to focus on their conversation.
“He’s not my father,” you say from the backseat. You’re tempted to make a joke about him being your daddy but you hold it in.
“Make sure she calls me tomorrow as well, so I know she’s alive.”
“For god’s sake,” you mutter to yourself.
You’ve known him since you started university, but your friend has only met him once or twice. You and Hanbin are in the same program and the same year, so you have tons of classes together. In first year, you were thrown together for a group project. While working on that, the two of you quickly became friends. You started studying for all your joint classes together, alternating hanging out at each other’s apartments. Your study sessions usually turn into the two of you watching TV or ordering take out and just talking for hours on end. Sometimes Hanbin will share lyrics or songs with you and ask for your opinion. There have been a few times where you’ve been so deep in discussion, you don’t even realize it’s midnight. On those days, you crash at his place.
Your roommate is convinced the two of you are dating, but you constantly reassure her you’re not. Every time he comes over, you lock yourselves in your room, so she probably assumes you’re making out. You wish you were, but you’re happy being his best friend too.
“If y/n gets hurt, I’m going to murder you, I hope you know that.” There goes any chance you had with him anyway. “Okay, I’ll give the phone back to her.”
You grab it right away. “I’m sorry, I know she can be scary.” You say. Hanbin just laughs.
“She cares about you, it’s a good thing.”
“So I’ll see you in like 5 minutes then?” You ask.
“Yeah, are you hungry? Yunhyeong made some food earlier, I think there’s some left.” You smile at that, he’s so sweet. Total boyfriend material.
“That sounds lovely.” You glance at your friend, who’s turning the engine on again. “I’ll be there soon.”
“Okay, bye.”
“Love you,” you reply. “Bye.”
After you hang up, your friend just stares at you in the rearview mirror. “Did you just say love you?”
“Yes,” you say awkwardly. “That’s what friends do.”
“You never tell me you love me.” She puts the car into reverse and pulls out of your driveway.
“I love you.”
“It doesn’t have the same effect now,” she says. “Are you sure he’s not your boyfriend?”
“He’s not.”
“Friends with benefits?” Her partner asks.
“No!”
“He’s cute though,” your friend points out. “Definitely your type.”
“Yeah, I know.” You stare out the window again.
“Wait, do you have a crush on him?” She glances at you in the rearview again.
“I think it’s a little more than a crush,” you say, avoiding eye contact. “I might be in love with him, it’s fine though.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“He’s not interested.”
“How do you know that?” She says right away. “He’s going to take care of you right now, while you’re drunk, what boy would do that if he didn’t have feelings for you?”
“A nice one?”
“Shut up,” she replies, turning right onto his street. “You’re drunk, you’re flirty, go get your man.”
“Should we give her some condoms or something?” You and your friend both laugh at that.
“No sex,” she says. “Not while you’re drunk.”
“Hanbin would never,” you reassure her. “He always asks before touching me.”
“He touches you?” She pulls onto his driveway.
“In a platonic way!” You’re blushing now. You’ve been crushing on him for ages, but talking about it out loud makes it so much more real. You’re almost scared to see Hanbin now. You’ll wind up saying something dumb and ruining your friendship.
“We’re here, so you can go touch him all you want.”
“Stop it!” You take your seatbelt off and open the door. “I hate you.”
“Do you want us to take you inside?”
“I’m sure I can make it to the front door,” you say. “I’m not that drunk.”
“If you say so,” your friend replies. “I’m gonna stay here and watch you go in.” Your roll your eyes, but you’re grateful for her. “Text me when you wake up tomorrow. I told Hanbin too, so you better not forget.”
“I won’t.” You grab your bag. “Thanks.” She smiles.
“You’re welcome,” you close the door, but she rolls down her window. “I love you.”
“Oh my god,” you groan and run towards the house. You’re dying to get away from her so she’ll stop clowning you.
When you get to the front door, it opens right away. Yunhyeong is there, smiling. He must’ve been expecting you.
“Hey,” he says. He notices your friend’s car in the driveway and waves. She waves back before reversing out and leaving.
“Thank god,” you mutter, kicking your shoes off. You almost lose your balance, but he grabs your arm to steady you.
“Hanbin said you’re staying over tonight.”
“Yeah, and I’m drunk,” you tell him. He’s about to say something else but Hanbin comes walking down the hallway. You immediately run over and wrap your arms around his neck.
He’s caught off guard, but he hugs you back. “Hi.” His arms are tight around you.
“I missed you,” you say, before burying your face in his neck. “So much.”
“Are you okay?” He asks, smiling. You nod and look up at him. You’re glad he’s amused.
“You smell really good.”
“You smell like vodka.” That makes you laugh. “You said you’re hungry, right?” You nod.
He untangles himself from you and walks towards the kitchen. You grab his hand without second thought. Since the two of you are usually pretty affectionate, he doesn’t think anything of it. You’re extremely grateful for that right now. You don’t want to act suspicious.
Yunhyeong joins you at the kitchen table while you have some left over french fries from their dinner. Hanbin makes sure you drink some water too, even though you tell him you’re not thirsty. You ask where Chanwoo is. When they say he’s locked in his room gaming, you’re not surprised. You make a mental note to say hi to him in the morning.
They ask about your night, and you explain how you forgot your keys and have nowhere else to stay. When they ask how much you had to drink, you genuinely can’t remember.
“You better go to sleep soon,” Hanbin says. “I don’t want you to be hungover tomorrow.”
“I don’t get hungover,” you tell him, yawning. “I’m not old.” He rolls his eyes at that.
“You can sleep in Hanbin’s room,” Yunhyeong says. “He can sleep on my floor.”
“Why can’t he sleep with me?” You two have never slept in the same bed before, but you don’t see why it would be a problem. Falling asleep in his arms would be amazing, especially since he smells so damn good. And waking up next to him in the morning? That thought alone makes you blush.
“y/n,” Hanbin says, smiling. “What did you just say?”
“I said you should sleep with me.” The two of them burst out laughing as you suddenly realize why. “Wait no, that’s not what I meant.”
“Are you sure?” Hanbin asks, making eye contact with you. You know he’s joking but it makes you flustered.
“Yes,” you mutter under your breath. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about Hanbin like that. You know he’s got some tattoos hiding under there somewhere. You’ve definitely thought about them before, particularly while imagining yourself underneath him.
“Are you finished?” Yunhyeong breaks your thoughts, pointing to your plate. You nod and he picks it up, heading to the sink.
“Thank you,” you call out after him. You might be drunk, but you’re never impolite.
Hanbin stands up and holds out his hand. “Let’s get you into bed.”
“I bet you’d like to,” you say, trying to give him a seductive look. That’s probably not even grammatically correct, but he laughs and pulls you towards his room.
“You’re ridiculous.” You sit down on his bed as he cleans up his nightstand for you. You glance at your phone quickly, no messages.
“Go take off your makeup,” Hanbin says to you, “you don’t want to look like a raccoon in the morning.”
“Raccoons are cute though,” you point out.
“That’s true.” He heads over to his closet. “But you’ll complain if I don’t make you do it now.”
“Fine,” you groan, getting up and heading to his en-suite.
You grab the micellar water and cotton pads from under the sink and use them to wipe your eye makeup off. The last time you slept over, he gave you your own toothbrush, so you grab that off the bathroom counter and brush your teeth. When you’re done, you walk back into the room, pulling the scrunchie out of your hair.
“Do you want a sweater or a t-shirt?” Hanbin asks, holding out both to you.
“T-shirt, I guess,” you reply, pulling off your own and throwing it on the floor without second thought.
“Whoa.” He rushes to cover his eyes, which makes you smile.
“You’re allowed to look,” you tell him, grabbing the shirt. “I was hoping you would see me shirtless in a totally different context, but this works too.”
“What?” He’s smirking.
“Nothing,” you say. “I probably won’t even remember this in the morning.” Hanbin doesn’t say anything to that.
“Are you still half naked?” He asks a minute or two later, with his eyes still closed. The t-shirt he gave you is a free one from one of your university’s events. He got the biggest size, which you’re grateful for right now. You decide to take your jeans off so you’ll be more comfortable while you sleep.
“Hold on.” You take them off and attempt to fold them, but in your drunken state, it’s kind of difficult. “Okay,” you say, placing them on his desk.
When he opens his eyes, he glances you up and down. You act like you don’t notice, but you’re pretty sure his gaze lingers on your legs for a moment. You haven’t shaved in a couple days, maybe he’s frightened. He clears his throat, snapping you out of your thoughts.
“I’m gonna get you a glass of water,” he says awkwardly, turning around and walking out of the room. You don’t know what to make of that.
While he’s gone, you crawl into bed and grab Hanbin’s phone charger. He’ll have to steal someone else’s if he needs it. He comes back, placing the water and a bottle of Advil on his nightstand for you.
“Do you need anything else?” He asks. You shake your head. “I’m gonna put the garbage bin closer just in case you do feel sick.” He grabs it from under his desk and puts it next to you.
“Thank you,” you say. “Seriously.”
“That’s what friends do.” He smiles at you and you groan.
“I don’t wanna be your friend,” you tell him, yawning. You knew you were tired, but you feel like you’re going to fall asleep any second, now that you’re lying down and comfortable.
“What do you want to be then?” He asks, heading over to his dresser.
“Your girlfriend.” He freezes for a second. “I’m sure you’ve thought about it too.”
“Maybe,” is all he says in return. He grabs the rest of his stuff as your eyes slowly close. “I’ll see you in the morning y/n, sleep tight.”
“Goodnight,” you mumble, rolling over.
You fall asleep soon after that, dreaming of god knows what. But you wake up when you hear a shuffling noise. You sit up and open your eyes. It seems like there’s a figure wandering around in the dark.
“Hanbin,” you say. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Sorry, I thought you were asleep.” You turn his nightstand lamp on and both of you flinch at the sudden brightness. “Are you okay?”
You nod. “Come here,” you tell him.
“Are you sick?” He’s holding his toothbrush and a notebook. He was probably coming to grab some stuff before heading to Yunhyeong’s room.
“No,” you reply, you’re still half asleep and you’re sure he can tell. “I just want you to come sit for a second.” He puts his things down, so you scoot over a little bit so there’s room for him.
“Do you need something?” You shake your head. “Why are you up then?”
“You woke me up, dumbass.” He blushes at that.
“I’m sorry.” You smile and take his hand.
“It’s okay.” He interlocks his fingers with yours. “Stay with me till I fall asleep again and I’ll accept your apology.”
“Fine.” He glances at the time on your phone. “That might take forever though.”
“Nope,” you tell him. “I have a trick.”
“A trick?”
“Yeah,” you say. “When I’m at home and I can’t sleep, there’s one thing I always think of and then I fall asleep no problem.”
“What is it?”
“You.”
“What?” He looks confused and it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.
“Remember when I said you should sleep with me?”
“How could I forget?” You laugh, and he does too.
“You should.” His eyes go wide. “Not like that, but also like that, I guess...” You lose your train of thought for a second because you’re thinking about him shirtless.
“y/n?” You glance at him.
“Sorry,” you smile. “When I can’t sleep, I think of you, and falling asleep with your arms around me, and it helps.”
“That’s the most adorable thing I’ve ever heard.” He takes your other hand in his.
“But,” you say. “When that doesn’t work, I just think about kissing you.”
“You do?” He asks. He sounds genuinely curious. Surely he’s thought about kissing you too. Otherwise you’re just making a fool of yourself right now. Although it doesn’t really matter, since you won’t remember any of it tomorrow morning.
“I think about kissing you a lot,” you admit.
“Oh really?” You brain suddenly realizes there’s not that much space between the two of you, and it would be really easy to just do it now but you hold back.
“You should kiss me,” you tell him. “To help me sleep, I mean.”
“Drunk you is so entertaining.” He reaches up to brush some hair out of your face, which makes your heart beat a little faster.
“You’re not saying no,” you point out. He moves his hand down, pulling you in by the neck.
“I’m not.”
You blink. He’s looking at you like he does actually want to kiss you, but you might just be imagining it because you’re drunk. But you also really want to kiss him and now seems like a really good opportunity if you would just-
Your thoughts get cut off because suddenly Hanbin’s lips are on yours. He gives you a quick kiss, but you shake your head, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“What?”
“Kiss me properly.”
“You’re ridiculous y/n,” he laughs.
You quickly shut him up by placing your lips on his again. He kisses you deeper this time, taking your comment to heart. You get lost in the kiss, leaning back onto the bed and pulling him down with you. You expect him to stop before this gets out of hand, but he doesn’t. There’s a small part of you that’s scared of what this means for your friendship, but god, it feels so good to finally kiss him that you don’t even care.
When he pulls away, it takes you a few seconds to open your eyes. Looking up at him feels so surreal. You think you might be dreaming. You run your fingers through his hair and it’s as soft as you remember. Maybe not.
“Better now?” Hanbin asks quietly, never taking his eyes off your lips.
“Yeah,” you whisper. He glances into your eyes for a second, before leaning down for another kiss. This one’s softer, more gentle.
“Good,” he says, sitting up. You miss him as soon as he moves away. “Go to sleep.”
“I’ll try, but no promises.” He smirks at that.
“Sorry.” You shake your head.
“Don’t be.”
He smiles and kisses your cheek. “Goodnight y/n.”
“Goodnight,” you say back, closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep again.
The next morning when you wake up, you feel much better. You must’ve slept pretty well. When you grab your phone off the nightstand you almost knock over the glass of water Hanbin left there for you.
Right, Hanbin.
The last thing you remember is him leaving the garbage bin by your bed and saying goodnight. You vaguely remember making some suggestive jokes, but nothing too terrible. You didn’t totally ruin your friendship, as far as you know.
When you check your phone, you see a text from your best friend. Instead of replying, you call her. She’s glad you’re still alive. She asks about Hanbin and whether anything happened overnight. She sounds kind of disappointed when you tell her you just ate and went to sleep. She’s got plans for the day so you can’t talk for long, but she promises to text you later.
You stay in bed for a little while longer, scrolling through your socials. Hanbin knocks on the door about half an hour later. He asks how you’re feeling and tells you to take whatever you want from his closet. You decide to take a shower so he grabs you a towel. He tells you to come join them when you’re done.
Once you’re finished, you quickly pack up your things. Then, you grab your phone and head towards the kitchen. You’re walking down the hall, when you hear Chanwoo say your name.
“I’m so sad I didn’t get to see drunk y/n, she sounds like a lot of fun.”
“She’s very entertaining.” That’s Hanbin’s voice.
“She was flirting with you too,” Yunhyeong says. You creep a little bit closer, staying close to the wall, so they don’t notice you eavesdropping.
“Maybe.” Hanbin pauses for a second. “She said something in my room later on.”
“She was in your room?” Chanwoo asks.
“What did she say?” Yunhyeong asks, ignoring him.
“After r I got her some water and Advil, she said thanks and I was like ‘that’s what friends do,’” you hear someone groan at that. Probably Chanwoo. “She said she doesn’t want to be my friend.”
Your heart starts to beat a little bit faster. You’re praying you didn’t say anything too dumb. And if you did, you hope Hanbin will just write it off as you being drunk.
“She said she wants to be my girlfriend.” You cringe. It’s not terrible, but you’re still embarrassed.
“I knew it,” Yunhyeong says. “You’re soulmates.”
“Shut up,” Hanbin replies. “She was drunk, she probably didn’t even mean it.”
“I think she did.”
“We’ve seen the way y/n looks at you.” You cringe at that too. Have you really been that obvious?
“That’s not it though,” Hanbin says. You wish he would just shut up. You don’t want to know what other dumb shit you said. “I kissed her.”
“You what?” Yunhyeong says exactly what you’re thinking. You and Hanbin finally kissed and you don’t even remember it? You’re never drinking again.
“It wasn’t planned,” Hanbin sounds worried now. “I didn’t mean to, she was just talking about how much she likes me and I couldn’t help myself, and now I’ve ruined our friendship.”
“What did she say about liking you?”
“She said that when she can’t sleep, she thinks about falling asleep in my arms, and if that doesn’t work, she thinks about kissing me.” You roll your eyes. All of that is true, but you don’t know why your drunk self felt the need to share it with him.
“She’s practically in love with you,” Chanwoo says. He’s not wrong. You are in love with Hanbin, maybe he’ll finally realize now.
“What are you going to do?” Yunhyeong asks.
“I don’t know.” Hanbin sighs. “She doesn’t even remember it happened, when I said hi to her this morning, she acted like everything was normal.” You don’t know if you’re grateful for that. Maybe if you did remember, you could actually address it and somehow get him to date you already.
“Maybe that’s what she wants,” Chanwoo says.
“But is it what you want?” Yunhyeong asks.
There’s a moment of silence before Hanbin responds.
“No.”
“I knew it.” Chanwoo sounds so smug.
“What do I do?”
“How do you feel about y/n?” Yunhyeong asks. This is what you’ve been waiting for. You take a small step closer to the kitchen.
“What kind of question is that?” Hanbin responds. “When she said she wanted to fall asleep with me, I really wanted to get into bed next to her.” That makes you blush.
“Simp.”
“She’s adorable to begin with, but she’s like a thousand times cuter when she’s half asleep,” he says. You smile to yourself.
“Tell us more,” Yunhyeong says.
“Does he have to?” Chanwoo groans.
“I mean, y/n’s my best friend. She makes me laugh, she makes studying for the worst courses bearable somehow, I love spending time with her, I love it when she falls asleep with her head on my shoulder and I hate it when she cries,” he says. You’re shocked at how quickly he answers. “But I also love it when I can make her stop crying. I don’t know, I just really like her and I have no idea what to do about it.”
“You’re in love with her, we been knew.” Chanwoo sounds 100% sure. He’s not wrong, that is what it sounds like. “And we all know your lyrics are about her too.”
“What?”
“It does sound like you love her,” Yunhyeong says.
“Shit,” Hanbin mutters under his breath. Your heart’s racing, waiting to hear what he says next. “Yeah, I think I do.”
You lose your focus, ignoring whatever Yunhyeong and Chanwoo say next because you can’t believe it. Your best friend, the boy you love with all your heart, loves you too. You don’t know what to do next, but that’s a pretty good start.
“I should go see if she’s done,” you hear someone say, which snaps you back to reality.
You rush back to Hanbin’s room and sit down at his desk, trying to act casual. There’s a bunch of notebooks piled against the wall, so you grab one, pretending to read it. Until something catches your eye.
If feelings could be controlled, I would’ve thrown mine away a long time ago. I’m talking bout you and me, when I try to take a step forward, you take his hand and become distant.
You’ve seen some of Hanbin’s lyrics before, but only the ones he’s shared with you. It feels like an invasion of his privacy, but you can’t help but wonder if these are about you, especially after what Chanwoo said in the kitchen.
I’ve got feelings for you and you’re embarrassing me. Why are you so pretty if you’re not mine?
Your eyes jump to the top of the page, looking for a date. He wrote this a year and a half ago. You try to go back in your memory to figure out what was happening around that time, when it hits you.
You dated this guy in your English class that October. You remember he came up to you after one of your lectures and asked if you and Hanbin were dating, since you always seemed to be together. You laughed and rolled your eyes. He said he was glad he had the chance to finally talk to you, since that was one of the few classes you had without Hanbin. He asked if he could take you out for dinner that weekend and you said yes. When you told Hanbin, he didn’t seem disappointed, but he must have been if he wrote this. Your ex wound up leaving you after three months. He didn’t explicitly say it, but you suspect he was jealous because you spent more time with Hanbin than him. It was true, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.
You never mentioned anything about your breakup to Hanbin, but he knows you too well. You wound up telling him about it when you were up late one night talking. He held you while you cried, but he never said a bad word about your ex. Later on, you realized you were crying more about how you’d never have Hanbin than the actual breakup.
While thinking about that, you realize Hanbin hasn’t dated anyone in the time you’ve been friends. You know he has tons of other friends, and you know some of them also have crushes on him, but he never seemed interested. Now you know why.
Yunhyeong appears in the doorway at that exact moment, smiling at you. You put the notebook down, trying to act natural.
“Hey,” he says. “Have a nice shower?”
“Yeah, it was great,” you reply, awkwardly.
“You called your roommate, right?” You nod. “Are you going to head home soon?”
“You trying to get rid of me?” You ask, jokingly. Yunhyeong immediately shakes his head.
“Hanbin said you have some midterms and papers due this week that you seemed pretty stressed about. We just assumed you’d want to head home and work on those.”
“That’s kind of both of you,” you say. “Perhaps you have a point.”
“Do you want me to walk you home?”
“Where’s Hanbin?” You’re scared to see him, but you’re also excited. You’re curious as to how he’s going to act around you now. You didn’t really have a proper conversation earlier.
“I’m right here,” he suddenly appears next to Yunhyeong in the doorframe. You can’t stop yourself from smiling when you see him. He smiles back, which makes you a little flustered. “Have a nice shower?”
You roll your eyes. “I smell like you now.” Hanbin raises his eyebrows at that, and Yunhyeong smirks.
“I’m gonna go find Chanwoo,” he says. “I’ll leave you two alone.”
“Are you gonna stay for a little while?” Hanbin asks. You can’t tell if he wants you to, so you shake your head.
“I should probably work on my philosophy paper.”
“I should do that too.” You want to stay, and work on it together, but he doesn’t suggest it. You’re too scared to.
“Text me when you’re done,” you say. “You can send it to me and I’ll edit it for you.” He smiles at that.
“Thank you in advance.” You smile back. “I can drive you home as a token of my gratitude.”
“Can we walk?” It’s only 5 minutes, surely the two of you can act normal for that long.
“Sure,” he replies. “Have you got all your stuff?” You nod, grabbing your bag from the bed. Yunhyeong offered you one of his tote bags to put last night’s clothes in, so you pick that up as well.
You follow Hanbin into the kitchen, where Yunhyeong and Chanwoo are still eating their breakfast. You say bye to both of them, and promise to see them again soon. Chanwoo laughs at that. Normally you wouldn’t think anything of it, but now it makes you feel slightly anxious. You ignore that feeling and go to put on your shoes.
Once you’re outside, you feel so much better. Hanbin must notice, cause he’s looking at you with a weird expression on his face.
“What?”
“Nothing,” he says, walking down his driveway to the sidewalk. “They say fresh air is good for hangovers.”
The second you get over to him, you give him a smack. “I’m not hungover.”
“Sure you aren’t.” He gestures to the tote bag in your hand. “I can take that.”
“Thanks,” you hand it to him. “And thanks for putting up with drunk me.”
“It’s fine,” is all he says.
“Sorry if I said anything dumb.”
“You’re always saying dumb things, y/n, last night was no different.” You roll your eyes at that.
“I didn’t do anything stupid, did I?” You ask quietly. It’s the perfect opportunity to bring up the kiss.
“Of course not,” he says quickly, smiling at you. “You were actually kind of boring.”
“Shut up,” you mutter. He bumps his shoulder against yours as you turn off his street. While you walk, you send your roommate a text to let her know you’re on your way home. She says she’ll leave the door unlocked.
You and Hanbin talk about your midterms for the rest of the way. You’re slightly disappointed he doesn’t mention anything about last night, but you understand if he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship. You don’t want to bring it up because you don’t want to admit you were eavesdropping.
When you get to your front door, he makes sure you get in safely before saying bye.
“Thanks again,” you say, as the two of you stand in your doorway awkwardly.
“That’s what friends do.” You groan at that, which makes Hanbin blush. You must’ve had the same reaction last night when you said you wanted to be his girlfriend. You wish you could remember.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, right?” He nods.
“Of course.”
You give him a quick hug and say thanks again before he leaves. Once you close the front door, your roommate pops out from her room.
“So?” She asks, running over to you.
“What?” You put your things down in the hallway and follow her into the living room.
“Something’s up,” she glances you up and down as you sit down in the armchair. “You spent the night at his place, you’re wearing his clothes, your hair is wet - that only means one thing.”
“It’s not what you think,” you tell her, pulling Hanbin’s sweater tighter around you. It smells so freaking good, you’re never giving it back. Even though you have like 5 other hoodies from him.
“What is it then?” She raises an eyebrow.
“How much time do you have?”
“More than enough,” she smiles. “Let me put the kettle on.”
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Things with Hanbin stay the same during the week. You edit each other’s essays and study for your midterms over FaceTime. He invites you over on Friday night to celebrate being halfway done with the semester. Apparently Chanwoo lost some bet between the three of them and he’s buying dinner. How could you say no?
The day of, you’re about to leave when your roommate catches you in the kitchen.
“Please tell me you’re not wearing that.” You glance down. You’re wearing one of Hanbin’s t-shirts and a pair of sweats.
“What’s wrong with this?” You ask. “We’re not going clubbing.”
“Yeah, but you want him to sleep with you, don’t you?” That makes you blush. “You should at least wear some makeup.”
She grabs your hand and pulls you into your room. While she goes through your closet, you shoot Hanbin a quick text saying you’re running late. This better be worth it.
In the end, your roommate lets you keep his shirt on. She says it makes you look more “fuckable,” whatever that means. You wind up changing into jeans and throwing a plaid shirt on top (which is also Hanbin’s, but you don’t tell her that). She brushes some brown eyeshadow on for you and picks out a nice shade of lipstick, which also happens to be smudge proof (“since you’ll be making out”). After you swipe it on, she finally lets you put your shoes on to leave. You’re unlocking the front door when she stops you again.
“What now?” She drops a couple of condoms into your hand. “Oh my god.”
“You and Hanbin would have adorable babies, but I don’t think now is the right time for either of you-”
“Why does everyone think I need condoms?” You say, mostly to yourself. You stuff them into your bag anyway.
“I just want you to be prepared.”
“I appreciate that.” She smiles and opens the door for you.
“You have your keys, right?” You roll your eyes but hold them up. “Good, now go get laid!”
You feel bad about running late, so you speedwalk to Hanbin’s. You get there in less than 3 minutes, which you’re quite proud of. When he opens the door, he smiles at you.
“Is that my shirt?” You blush.
“Yes.” You push past him so you don’t have to look at him any longer. It wasn’t so bad in class, because the two of you had something else to focus on. But now that you’re back in his house, you’re feeling anxious again. He still thinks you don’t know about the kiss.
“y/n!” Chanwoo appears in the hallway. “Pizza got here like 10 minutes ago, come have it while it’s hot.”
You follow him into the kitchen, where he grabs you a plate. While he does that, you open the fridge to grab a drink. The second you pick up a can, Hanbin magically shows up and takes it from you.
“I don’t think so.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.” You go to take it back, but he holds it above his head so you can’t reach.
“Kim Hanbin,” you say, trying to use your serious voice. “Give me back my drink or else I’ll never proofread your essays again.”
“I can easily find someone else to do that.” He keeps the can raised. You rolls your eyes but reach for it anyway. That makes Hanbin laugh as he tries to keep it away from you.
“Can you two stop flirting?” You almost forgot Chanwoo was there. Whoops. You glance at Hanbin and he seems as caught off guard as you, which makes you feel better. You snatch the drink out of his hand while he’s distracted.
The three of you sit down and eat, talking about your classes and your plans for the weekend. Yunhyeong shows up about 15 minutes later. He walks through the door holding way too many grocery bags, so you immediately run over to help.
“Thanks, y/n,” he says, handing you some of them. “I’m glad someone cares about me.”
“Of course I do,” you tell him. Hanbin comes over to help you put them away while Yunhyeong has some pizza.
When you’re done, you jump onto the counter. Hanbin gets a glass of water and sits next to you.
“Have this.” He holds it out.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s important to stay hydrated while you’re drinking.”
“Shut up,” you tell him. “I’ll be fine.”
“Fine as you won’t remember anything?” You freeze. It’s about time he said something, you just didn’t expect it to be like this.
“Is that really such a bad thing?” You tease, but he doesn’t smile.
“Yeah y/n,” he says, running a hand through his hair.
“Fine,” you take the water from him and have a sip. “I don’t want to forget anything that happens today.”
“Good,” he says.
“You better make it memorable then.”
“Oh, I will.” You don’t know what to make of that.
“What did I tell you about flirting?” Chanwoo says suddenly, getting your attention. You roll your eyes, but Yunhyeong changes the subject.
“Who was that girl I dated in first year? I can’t remember her name.”
“Alex?” He shakes his head. “I have no idea then, sorry.”
Yunhyeong runs through some other names, none of which you recognize. To be fair, you only became friends with Yunhyeong and Chanwoo last year. Sure, you spent time in their apartment, but they mostly left you and Hanbin alone to do whatever.
“Wait!” You say suddenly, remembering a story Hanbin told you a while back. Everyone stops and looks at you. “Is she the one who said you were a bad kisser?”
“Yeah,” Yunhyeong replies. “That’s the worst insult I’ve ever gotten.”
“Can’t relate.” Chanwoo looks smug.
“Have you even kissed anyone?” You ask him. “You’re like 12.” That makes Hanbin laugh.
“Shut up,” He says. “I’m only 2 years younger than you.”
“Hanbin’s probably the best kisser out of all of us then,” Yunhyeong points out. You bump your shoulder against Hanbin’s and he smiles.
“Says who?” Chanwoo asks. “We should run a survey.” You roll your eyes.
“What are you going to do?” You reply. “Make out with every girl on campus and ask who they liked best?”
“Well you and Hanbin have already kissed so-” Yunhyeong doesn’t finish his sentence. All of you are staring at him.
“I’m sorry, what?” You ask. You could just tell them you already know, but you decide not to. You want to see how this plays out.
“When you were drunk,” Hanbin jumps in, turning to face you. “It was just a dumb kiss, it didn’t mean anything.”
“It didn’t?” You ask.
“Do you even remember it?”
“No,” you shake your head, “but that doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings for you.” You hear Yunhyeong gasp. Hanbin just looks surprised.
“Did I say anything?” You ask him.
“You said-”
“Shut up Chanwoo,” Hanbin looks at you. “You said you wanted to be my girlfriend.” You could take a second and weigh your options, but you also know if you don’t say something now you probably never will.
“Well, I do.” Your voice shakes a little, but you’re confident in your answer.
“You do?” You might be imagining things, but Hanbin looks happy.
“Yeah.” He thinks for a second, then jumps off the counter.
“Come on.” He holds out his hand, so you take it. Neither of you say anything to Yunhyeong and Chanwoo as you walk right past them, down the hall to Hanbin’s room.
He follows you in and closes door behind you. Now that you’re alone, you don’t know what to do. You glance at Hanbin and he looks just as nervous as you. He’s leaning against the door. You wish he would come hold your hand or sit next to you or anything.
“y/n,” he starts to say, but you cut him off.
“I’m scared.”
“What?” He looks so concerned. You love him for it. “What’s wrong?”
“Come here,” you say without thinking. Hanbin sits next to you and takes your hand as you lean against him. It feels so natural.
“What is it?” He asks quietly, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand.
“What if we fuck this up?”
“We won’t,” he says right away.
“Listen,” you reply. “You’re my best friend, and I absolutely adore you, but if we do this, and we fall in love and date and whatever and it doesn’t work out, where does that leave us?”
Hanbin turns to look at you. “Haven’t we already fallen in love?”
You answer him by leaning in and giving him a small kiss. You’re surprised at your boldness, but it feels right. When you pull away, the two of you smile at each other. You really do love him.
“Is that what our first kiss was like?” You ask, breaking the silence. “I’m so sad I don’t remember it.”
“It wasn’t like that, no,” he tells you.
“Oh god,” you groan. “Was it like messy and weird? I wasn’t that drunk, was I?”
“No,” he shakes his head. “It was actually really nice.”
“Can we do a reenactment?” Hanbin blushes. “Oh my god, was it like something out of a R-rated movie?”
He shakes his head again. “Maybe like 14A?” You gasp.
“You’ll have to show me.”
“Not today,” he says, “I have things to do.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You frown.
“Just, uh,” he looks down. “If I kiss you like that again, I’m pretty sure I know what’ll happen next.”
That makes you blush. “Okay cool,” you say awkwardly. “We’ll save that for another time.”
“Good plan,” he smiles at you. “Should we go back out there?” He gestures to the door.
“What do we say?”
“What do you mean?” He asks.
“We’ve been in here, alone, for how long? That’s not what friends do. They’re going to have questions.”
“We’re not friends,” Hanbin says.
“No?” You ask, trying to ignore the fact that your heart rate’s gone up. “What are we then?”
Before he can answer, you hear Chanwoo’s voice outside. “If you two are fucking in there, let us know so we can leave.”
“We’re not!” You and Hanbin yell back in unison.
“Okay good,” Chanwoo responds. You both wait until you hear him walk away.
“Let’s go, so they stop speculating about what we’re doing in here.” You get up. Hanbin doesn’t. “What?”
“I love you.”
“I know.”
“Oh my god,” he groans. “Did you really have to quote Star Wars right now?” You smile, as he stands up.
“Sorry,” you tell him.
Hanbin kisses your forehead, taking your hand. You give him what’s mean to be a quick kiss on the lips, but he wraps his arms around you, holding you close.
“I love you too,” you whisper once he pulls away.
“Thank god for that.” You roll your eyes. “Come on.”
You’re not ready for the constant teasing you’re going to get from Yunhyeong and Chanwoo, but you don’t mind. Hanbin’s yours now, so at least you’ll suffer together. That’s what friends do, right?
“Hanbin-ah,” Jinhwan calls. “You two are staying for movie night, right?”
Hanbin looks at you. You two definietly had not been planning on staying. You had, in fact, just given Hanbin detailed instructions on exactly how you wanted him to fuck you when you got back to your place. He tilts his head, letting you decide.
“Of course we are, Jinhwan oppa,” you say with a big smile. Hanbin pinches your ass when he thinks no one is looking and you do your best not to jump. You shoot him a look that says behave, over your shoulder, and grab his hand, leading him into the living room.
All of the boys are already assembled, and they’ve left a spot on the couch for the two of you. Hanbin sits, and pulls you onto his lap. You can feel his half hard cock pressing against your ass from your barely started tryst in the kitchen minutes before. He grabs a blanket and throws it over your bare legs. You give him a look because it’s not cold, but he just smiles at you.
You snuggle back into his chest, and he wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. It’s cozy, surrounded by Hanbin and all his boys. As much as you were looking forward to tonight, you don’t mind spending time with the members.
They pick an action movie to watch. There are a lot of car chases and gunshots and fight sequences. About half an hour in, when everyone is fully engrossed, snacks and drinks forgotten, Hanbin shifts beneath you. You take much notice until his hand slips beneath your skirt. You turn your head in shock to stare at him, but he just winks at you and mouths a shushing sound. You turn back to the movie and try to ignore the way he’s rubbing a finger against you through your panties.
Another explosion happens and it covers your gasp when Hanbin slips his hand beneath your panties, fingers sliding along your crease. “Shhh,” he whispers into your ear. You bite your lip, and spread your legs a little, giving him better access.
Your head falls back against his shoulder when he slips a finger inside you. This isn’t the first time he’s had you in this position, and he knows exactly how to touch you. You bite your lip hard, holding back the moans you want to let out, knowing very well that there’s 6 boys sitting all around you.
Hanbin slips a second finger into you, and you shake, desperately needing to fuck his hand, but not being able to. How Donghyuk, sitting next to you hasn’t noticed anything is beyond you. When he rubs your clit with his thumb, you grip his thigh in warning, but he doesn’t let in. He sets up a steady rhythm of fucking you with two fingers and rubbing at your clit with his thumb.
It doesn’t take long before you’re coming. You let out a gasp, timed perfectly with the big villain reveal. Donghyuk turns to look at you. “Shocking, right?” he asks, a smile on his face. You just nod, trying to hide your flushed face. Donghyuk turns back to the movie, and you pinch Hanbin’s arm when he wraps them back around your waist and start planning your revenge.
hanbin or bobby putting a box on their head and lying under the christmas tree, insisting that they're your present. OR. hanbin "gifting" you bobby for a night or vice versa. hell yeah.
hanbin talks to jiwon three days before christmas. he's not sure how to bring it up at first, which is why it takes him three weeks to actually have a conversation with him. but in any case, he succeeds.
"what is it?" you ask, blindfold over your eyes.
you're sitting in bed waiting for hanbin's planned surprise.
"one second," you hear hanbin say.
not a minute later, the door opens. nothing makes sense at first, until a voice, jiwon's voice, says, "oh we're starting already?"
originally hanbin was going to gift you.... jiwon, basically. just him. but after some thought hanbin decided he at least wanted to watch, because well, no way he was gonna miss you and jiwon getting it on. and after some more thought there was no way he was gonna miss joining in.
"fuck," you say, tempted to take the blindfold off.
"not yet," hanbin says, closer to you. he sits next to you, you can tell, and he stokes your cheek with his thumb. "let us take care of you."
you feel another hand touching your arm. you weren't about to say no.
Christmas confession: walking around the snow around sunset till it’s fully dark outside then hanbin and I quickly head inside to drink hot chocolate (for him) and tea mixed with milk (for me) while listening to soft Christmas music 🥰🙈
The snow crunched under your shoes and the feeling made you smile. Hanbin held your mitten covered hand tightly as you wandered around town in while the sun set. “I love winter.” You said and Hanbin laughed. “I know you do.” HE said as he led you back to your apartment.
“Go turn the heater on, I’ll make you your tea and join you.” Hanbin said and helped you take your mittens off. As you waltzed to the heater you cranked it up, feeling the need for warmth. You stood by the heater for a few moments until you saw him coming back with two mugs. “Tea with milk for you and hot chocolate for me.”
Damm Im so glad someone put that togetherrr fuuuu but srsly tho imagine him whining to u
hanbin's cuffed to the bed and your mouth is on his dick, not even properly sucking just teasingly licking and kissing.
"please," he whines. you don't answer. "babe, please."
you hum in question and the vibration make hanbin's dick twitch against your tongue.
"i wanna cum. i've been good, i deserve it." because hanbin gets feisty when he knows he's right, especially if it comes to sex.
"you have," you answer. "but you need to work on your patience," you add before finally sucking on his head for a few seconds.
the sounds that come out of his mouth after that are the cutest thing you've ever heard, high pitched and nasal. hanbin kicks his legs around in frustration and you have to stop completely to hold them down. "if you keep moving i stop."
hanbin makes a noise. "not fair. please, make me cum."
"i'll make it fair, so patience," you say as you kiss the head of his cock.
