Para você, Juhoon sempre foi apenas o seu melhor amigo atencioso — aquele que lembra dos seus lanches favoritos, cuida de você quando está frio e te manda mensagens de madrugada.
Juhoon × Reader
Gênero: Fluff • Romance • Friends to Lovers • Idol AU • Secret Crush
Você e o Juhoon eram amigos há anos.
Para você, ele sempre tinha sido aquele tipo de cara naturalmente atencioso, que demonstra carinho nos detalhes mais silenciosos: ele guardava o seu lanche favorito quando sabia que você ia chegar tarde na empresa, mandava mensagem perguntando se você tinha chegado em casa em segurança, ajeitava a gola do seu casaco quando o vento esfriava e sempre encontrava uma desculpa boba para sentar ao seu lado.
Para você, era apenas o jeito generoso de ele ser.
O problema é que você nunca tinha percebido que aquela era a linguagem dele para dizer "eu gosto de você".
Os outros meninos do CORTIS, por outro lado, já tinham sacado isso há séculos.
"Você sabe que ele é totalmente na sua, né?", Keonho perguntou casualmente, encostado na mesa de maquiagem nos bastidores do estúdio enquanto você organizava algumas coisas.
Você quase engasgou com o gole de água. "O Juhoon? De mim? Tá doido?"
"Não, da parede de tijolo ali fora", James respondeu do outro lado da sala, sem nem tirar os olhos do celular, num tom completamente sério.
Martin tentou segurar o riso com a mão na boca, mas falhou miseravelmente. "S/N, o cara literalmente trouxe aquele chocolate específico que você ama lá de Busan."
"Ele trouxe doce pra todo mundo, Martin", você rebateu, sentindo suas bochechas esquentarem.
Seonghyeon levantou uma sobrancelha, cruzando os braços com um sorriso de canto. "Então me explica por que o seu tava separado numa sacolinha com o seu nome e um bilhete, e o nosso tava jogado no meio do sofá?"
Você abriu a boca para responder, mas nenhuma desculpa plausível saiu.
Do outro lado do camarim, Juhoon estava sentado em frente ao espelho. Pelo reflexo, ele percebeu que o grupo todo encarava vocês dois. No segundo em que seus olhos cruzaram com os dele, Juhoon ficou instantaneamente vermelho até a ponta das orelhas, desviando o olhar e fingindo uma concentração absurda ao rolar a tela do celular desligado.
Mais tarde, o ensaio finalmente acabou e todos foram indo embora aos poucos. Você já estava quase na saída do prédio quando percebeu que tinha esquecido seu casaco na sala de prática.
Dando meia-volta pelos corredores silenciosos da empresa, você dobrou a esquina e deu de cara com Juhoon. Ele estava sozinho, encostado na parede fria do corredor, segurando a sua jaqueta dobrada com cuidado entre as mãos.
"Você esqueceu isso lá dentro", ele disse baixo, a voz suave quebrando o silêncio do lugar.
"Você ficou me esperando esse tempo todo?", você perguntou, caminhando devagar até ele.
"Não", ele mentiu imediatamente, coçando a nuca com um sorrisinho tímido. "Eu só... sabia que você ia voltar pra buscar. Você sempre esquece.
"Você pegou o casaco das mãos dele, sentindo o calor do tecido. "Você sempre sabe de tudo, né?"Juhoon deu um passo mais perto, os olhos dele fixos nos seus com uma sinceridade tão transparente que fez seu coração dar um salto no peito.
"Talvez seja porque eu presto atenção demais em você", ele murmurou, o tom de voz quase como um segredo só de vocês dois.
E foi ali, naquele corredor vazio, que a chave finalmente virou na sua cabeça.
Não era apenas o chocolate trazido de longe.
Nem as mensagens no meio da madrugada.
Nem o lugar que ele sempre guardava ao lado dele no carrinho da equipe.
Nem o jeito como ele lembrava de detalhes bobos que você tinha comentado de passagem três meses atrás.
Aquela era a linguagem dele.
O Juhoon simplesmente nunca tinha usado as palavras "eu gosto de você".
Ele vinha dizendo isso o tempo todo.
Notes: Eu amo essa música dos meus xuxus😭 eu ainda choro por não ter ido ver o show no cinema do txt💔 mas eu vou no do Cortis 🔥
To you, Juhoon was always just your attentive best friend—the one who remembers your favorite snacks, wraps you up when it's cold, and texts you late at night.
Juhoon × Reader
Genre: Fluff • Romance • Friends to Lovers • Idol AU • Secret Crush
You and Juhoon had been friends for years.
To you, he had always been that naturally attentive guy who showed affection in the quietest details: he saved your favorite snack when he knew you’d be late getting back to the agency, texted to make sure you made it home safely, adjusted your coat collar when the wind got cold, and always found some silly excuse to sit right next to you.
To you, that was just his generous nature.
The problem was that you never realized that was his own way of saying "I like you."
The other CORTIS members, on the other hand, had figured it out ages ago.
"You know he's completely into you, right?" Keonho asked casually, leaning against the makeup table backstage at the studio while you were organizing a few things.
You nearly choked on your sip of water. "Juhoon? Into me? Are you crazy?"
"No, into that brick wall over there," James replied from across the room, without even looking up from his phone, completely deadpan.
Martin tried to stifle a laugh behind his hand, failing miserably. "Y/N, the guy literally brought that specific chocolate you love all the way from Busan."
"He brought sweets for everyone, Martin," you countered, feeling your cheeks heat up.
Seonghyeon raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms with a knowing smirk. "Then explain to me why yours was set aside in its own little bag with your name on a note, while ours was thrown into a pile on the couch?"
You opened your mouth to answer, but no plausible excuse came out.
On the other side of the dressing room, Juhoon was sitting in front of the mirror. Through the reflection, he noticed the entire group staring between the two of you. The second your eyes met his, Juhoon’s ears turned bright red, and he immediately looked away, suddenly pretending to be deeply invested in scrolling through a phone that wasn't even turned on.
Later, practice finally wrapped up, and everyone slowly headed out. You were almost at the building's exit when you realized you had left your coat in the practice room.
Turning back through the quiet agency hallways, you rounded the corner and bumped right into Juhoon. He was standing alone, leaning against the cold wall, holding your jacket neatly folded in his hands.
"You forgot this inside," he said softly, his gentle voice breaking the quiet corridor.
"Did you wait for me all this time?" you asked, walking slowly toward him.
"No," he lied instantly, rubbing the back of his neck with a shy little smile. "I just... knew you’d come back for it. You always forget."
You took the coat from his hands, feeling the warmth left in the fabric. "You always know everything, don't you?"
Juhoon took a step closer, his eyes locked onto yours with a sincerity so raw it made your heart skip a beat.
"Maybe it's just because I pay way too much attention to you," he whispered, his tone almost like a secret meant only for you.
And right there, in that empty hallway, the pieces finally clicked together in your mind.It was never just the chocolate brought from afar.
Nor the texts in the middle of the night.
Nor the seat he always saved for you next to him.
Nor the way he remembered silly little details you had mentioned in passing three months ago.
That was his language.
Juhoon had simply never used the actual words "I like you."
He had been saying it all along.
Notes: I love this song from my loves😭 I still cry over missing TXT's movie theater concert💔 but I'm definitely going to Cortis' 🔥
Living with James feels… put together, but not in a strict way more like he likes things being nice because it makes life feel calmer. Your place with him is always clean, smells good, and somehow looks aesthetic without trying too hard. He’s the type to casually fix things without being asked adjusting something that’s out of place, refilling things before they run out, making sure you’re comfortable without making a big deal about it. But he also has this playful side that sneaks in when you least expect it. You’ll be minding your business and he’s suddenly teasing you, pulling you into a quick hug, or distracting you just to see your reaction. Living with him feels stable, but never boring like he’s always quietly taking care of you while still keeping things fun.
🦒Martin
Martin is… chaotic comfort.
Your apartment is never silent with him. Music is always playing, he’s always talking, always doing something. He’s the type to randomly start dancing in the middle of the living room and drag you into it like it’s completely normal. Cooking with him turns into a mess, cleaning turns into a game, and somehow everything takes twice as long because he keeps getting distracted. But the thing is it never feels overwhelming. Because when it matters, he slows down. If you’re tired, he notices immediately. If you’re quiet, he softens without making it awkward. He’ll sit next to you, maybe ramble a little quieter than usual, or just lean against you so you know he’s there. Living with him feels like constant energy balanced with genuine care.
🐢Juhoon
Juhoon is the calmest kind of soft.
Living with him feels like exhaling.
He’s quiet, but not distant he just doesn’t feel the need to fill every moment with noise. Your space together is peaceful, slow, and comfortable. He’s the type to sit near you while you both do your own thing maybe he’s reading or on his phone while you’re doing something else, but there’s this unspoken closeness the whole time. He shows love in small ways making you food without saying much, adjusting your blanket when you fall asleep, remembering little things you mentioned days ago. And when he does get affectionate, it’s soft and intentional like gentle hugs, quiet check-ins, or him just staying close to you a little longer than usual. Living with him feels safe in a way that doesn’t need to be explained.
🦊Seonghyeon
Living with Seonghyeon feels like the kind of love that’s steady but never boring. He’s the type to naturally fall into routines with you morning texts even though you’re in the same apartment, reminding you to eat, quietly doing things for you without making it a big deal. If you’re sitting on the couch doing nothing, he’s right there beside you, one arm around you, scrolling on his phone but still somehow paying attention to everything you say. He doesn’t always say a lot, but when he does, it’s intentional like he’s choosing every word carefully just for you. Late nights are his favorite, when everything’s quiet and it’s just you two talking about random things or sitting in comfortable silence, your legs tangled together while a show plays in the background that neither of you are really watching.
🐶Keonho
Keonho is a little different living with him feels warmer, louder in a comforting way. He likes to be around you constantly. You’ll be cooking? He’s in the kitchen, stealing bites. You’re cleaning? He’s “helping” (but mostly distracting you). He laughs easily, and it fills the whole dorm, making everything feel louder. He’s also the type to randomly pull you into hugs, resting his chin on your shoulder or just holding you for no reason other than he wants to. Movie nights with him turn into commentary sessions, inside jokes, and you both pausing every five minutes because you got distracted talking. But when you’re tired or having a rough day, he softens immediately quietly voice, gentle touches, staying close without needing to fill the silence.
sypnosis you and Juhoon broke up when you went to study abroad. No one knew you and him were a thing, not even when he became Cortis. It was a past you wanted to forget but to your dismay, your friend is a coer, and a very lucky one.. infact
notes college ahaha...assignments...ahahaha ahshdahdhashd
SYNOPSIS SMAU | juhoon and y/n are each others favorite person to argue with. their insults are getting less creative and the story replies are becoming more frequent. meanwhile, everyone’s waiting for them to realize why
What else are you meant to do when this guy in your class tries correcting you – incorrectly, at that?
pairing ✮ juhoon x gn!reader
word count ✮ ~1.4k words
genre ✮ fluff, crack, smau + prose, academic setting
extras ✮ swearing. flirting (?) in google doc comments. baemon rora cameo. mildly strange/offputting/mysterious/potentially insane/kind of jealous juhoon but what's new
Juhoon Kim added a comment in the following document Copy of Notes
there are varying applications which is convenient
Juhoon Kim • 16:57, 3 Aug
Use ‘are’ when referring to multiple things
Y/N L/N • 17:02, 3 Aug
i am not actually referring to multiple things
Y/N L/N • 17:02, 3 Aug
Marked as resolved
Juhoon Kim • 17:10, 3 Aug
Re-opened
Juhoon Kim • 17:11, 3 Aug
What you wrote is applications
Plural
Y/N L/N • 17:14, 3 Aug
sorry. the fact that there are varying applications is convenient
Juhoon Kim • 17:16, 3 Aug
You didnt say that though
Y/N L/N • 17:20, 3 Aug
then i can add a comma for clarification. here is a preview. “there are varying applications, which is convenient.”
would that make you feel better? ☺️
Juhoon Kim • 17:23, 3 Aug
Marked as resolved
On the day of your lecture, you have one singular thing to look forward to – completely eviscerating this guy. And his audacity. Especially his audacity. Next to you, Rora is scanning down everyone intently like she's being paid for it.
"I'm not seeing him," she says disappointedly as the lecture begins. The stream of people coming in has all but completely died off by now. You tragically trade in your hopes of giving him a piece of your mind for your laptop to take notes on.
"It's okay," you tell her. "Always next time-"
This pretty boy in a navy Adidas jacket bursts in, brown hair slightly rumpled, and takes the closest seat from the door. You don't even need to be told to know that it's Juhoon. He's a lot cuter than you originally thought, but sometimes the cute guys are the insufferable ones.
Still, you look over at Rora for confirmation. She gravely nods back at you.
Throughout the entire lecture, you're in this fugue state, half-zoned out as you furiously type away notes. This Juhoon guy will have no idea what'll hit him, you darkly think, no idea at all. Maybe you'll push him into the seats. Maybe you'll steal his huge metal drink bottle and send it into his head. Maybe that'll get you kicked out though, so you'll have to do something tamer, but it'd still be appropriately cathartic.
The second the lecture wraps up, you're throwing yourself down the stairs to where he's sitting, still packing up his stuff. He passively looks up with recognition in his eyes as you stomp up to him, open your mouth, and prepare yourself to deliver the greatest onslaught of all time, Kim Juhoon, why the fuck did you-
"Sorry," he slowly says, wringing his hands. "I didn't realise I was being condescending."
Everything vanishes off the tip of your tongue. What. "What?" you verbally echo, lost for words. He takes this as an unfortunate cue to continue.
"I'm sorry," he repeats, "that I was rude about your notes."
"Sorry?"
"I've liked you for a while," he casually says, before moving on like nothing happened, "so I'm really sorry for hurting your feelings. Thanks for still giving me access to your notes."
You don't have any more words to say at all anymore. Instead, you just dumbly stare at him. Everyone's left the room, including Rora, so it's just you and him here.
"Well," Juhoon slowly says after a tense beat. "I can get you something to drink?"
You find your voice. "At the good cafe nearby?"
Juhoon nods. "Of course."
"I'm getting the most expensive thing on the menu," you slowly say, testing the waters, before moving to leave to the cafe.
"Sure." Juhoon shrugs his bag over his shoulder and obediently follows you. Does this guy have any complaints? ... Not like he deserves to make any in the first place.
"You're not forgiven," you warn him, just in case he hasn't gotten the memo. Why is he so okay with this? "And you have to send me your notes."
"Okay."
Whatever. You give up. This guy won't give you any sort of a substantial reaction, no matter what. You bitterly sip your drink and stare at his unfairly beautiful face to feel better. When he sends his notes over, you'll tear them apart. That'll definitely work!
... It turns out his notes are perfect. Except for one single dot point at the end.
Juhoon Kim replied to a comment in the following document Untitled document
Im still sorry btw
Y/N L/N • 12:52, 6 Aug
wtf is this
Juhoon Kim • 13:03, 6 Aug
Im sorry
Y/N L/N • 13:08, 6 Aug
yeah i figured that much
Juhoon Kim • 13:12, 6 Aug
Are you free tonight
Y/N L/N • 13:18, 6 Aug
Marked as resolved
Y/N L/N • 13:26, 6 Aug
Re-opened
Y/N L/N • 13:26, 6 Aug
maybe
Y/N L/N • 13:26, 6 Aug
Marked as resolved
Juhoon Kim • 13:27, 6 Aug
Re-opened
Juhoon Kim • 13:28, 6 Aug
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Juhoon Kim • 13:33, 6 Aug
Sorry
Juhoon Kim • 13:33, 6 Aug
Marked as resolved
Martin Edwards • 17:01, 6 Aug
Re-opened
Martin Edwards • 17:02, 6 Aug
deadass the most excitement ive seen from you.....
Juhoon Kim • 17:32, 6 Aug
🤫
Y/N L/N • 17:53, 6 Aug
whos martin
Juhoon Kim • 17:54, 6 Aug
You dont need to know
Y/N L/N • 17:55, 6 Aug
whyd you just remove his access
Juhoon Kim • 17:55, 6 Aug
You dont need to know
Anyways see you
Y/N L/N • 17:57, 6 Aug
yeah yeah whatever
Y/N L/N • 17:58, 6 Aug
still not forgiven btw
Juhoon Kim • 17:59, 6 Aug
Marked as resolved
As if this isn't audacious enough, he proceeds to forget his wallet at the meetup, so you have to pay for his food. Now he's in even more debt to you – emotional and monetary.
You can't tell if it's part of a masterplan to get closer to you or he's genuinely just this dense, but either way, you'll have to keep bothering him for your money that you have a sneaking suspicion won't ever come back.
Maybe you should figure out who Martin is and ask him-
Juhoon Kim • 20:32, 6 Aug
Re-opened
Juhoon Kim • 20:32, 6 Aug
Dont ask Martin btw
How the fuck did he know you were thinking about asking Martin? Never mind that – more importantly, what about your money?
Juhoon Kim • 20:33, 6 Aug
Ill pay next time
Y/N L/N • 20:35, 6 Aug
who said there was going to be a next time
Juhoon Kim • 20:35, 6 Aug
I did
Juhoon Kim • 20:35, 6 Aug
Marked as resolved
Okay, he is most definitely in the midst of a multi-step masterplan. Whatever. You accept your fate with him probably permanently attached to you. That's if he doesn't try correcting you again, because nothing will save him – not even his funky psychic powers-
Juhoon Kim • 20:40, 6 Aug
Re-opened
Juhoon Kim • 20:40, 6 Aug
Not like id do that but they wld actually
Y/N L/N • 20:40, 6 Aug
Marked as resolved
You are not getting into this. For once in your tragic life, you close your phone at 8:40pm. Goodnight, Juhoon.
(Your phone buzzes next to you. It sounds suspiciously like goodnight in notification form. You really shouldn't have expected anything less.)
notes - idol!seonghyeon x idol!reader. half written half smau. part 2 of this series!
wc - this part is strictly smau! 15 total ss.
warnings - bit of cursing
notes - sorry if this seemed rushed, i wanted a quick filler for the series as i am writing the next parts! please enjoy tho and ty for the love on part one i appreciate itttt !!
