helloooo i was wondering if you could do a fanfic where the reader is clumsy please? like girl is so clumsy that even sieun gotta hold her mf hand so she doesnt fall like damnn... BUT YEA i hope this is a good idea 😕anyways i hope u have a good day, remember to not overwork yourself much okay? <33
kdrama! sieun x reader
// read req! around 1k words
note: shaki my fave. this ask is probably a year old LMFAOO, pero espero que disfrutas anyway !!!
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any outsider who happened to be looking into your life- whatever god that’s out there, whatever mysterious force that’s looking, controlling you like you were a sim had to be getting a laugh. in fact, they had to have been steadily laughing for at least a year now.
and for god’s sake, “ouch!” is not your favorite word!!
these thoughts ran through your head just as you bumped into the doorframe as you were attempting to enter your classroom. none of your classmates even looked up at the noise. they were all so used to your clumsiness that it became a daily routine. it was like a little warning that there was ten minutes left before class.
you make your way to your seat, pouting with your arms crossed. you don’t blink or move, even as the boy who sat beside you placed an ice pack on your desk. “thank you.” you mumble begrudgingly, placing it on your elbow.
sieun was like that, too— well, not the never-ending confusion in your balance as well as perception, causing you to constantly trip over invisible matter (air). it’s the consistency. every time you walked home from school together, you would trip over a pebble. every time the two of you were in the lunch line, you’d drop your money, trying to count exact change. i think you get the idea; he was like you in a sense that he expected it.
at lunch, you would constantly complain to sieun about it, telling him the amount of bruises or cuts you'd gotten that day. "sieunnnn," you'd draw out through your attractive pouty lips, sitting down at your usual table, waiting for suho and young-yi to arrive. "look at the paper cut i got. you'd think that my skin would've developed a thicker skin after the amount of times i've nearly died," you say dramatically. "it's so annoying.." you sigh, absentmindedly grabbing a hand of his, playing with his fingers. you sit next to him, placing an arm on the table, and laying your head on your arm, staring up at him.
he didn't say anything, only staring at the way you played with his fingers. he tried not to pay attention to the way you gave him butterflies, and from the way he only gets it from your touch. "it's so unfair. how come this never happens to you.." you ask dejectedly, bringing his fingers towards your lips. "or suho... or young-yi.." you mumble, kissing each of the pads of his fingers, before teasingly blowing at his pinky.
he snatched his hand from you embarrassedly, looking away with a deep blush on his face. "its your fault. you need to pay more attention where you're going."
you scoff. "my fault? are you serious? you know, i was never like this before i met you." you sat up. "it's your fault. maybe if you stopped looking at me with those eyes, stopped hanging around me, stopped looking so cute, and stopped living in my mind i'd be able to finally live my life pain-free." you say, heaving a heavy sigh just as you spotted your friends walking towards the table. the words that had just left your mouth instantly left your consciousness when you waved at them, giggling at the stupid face suho was making.
sieun, though, did not move. instead, he sat there, blushing and thinking.
yes, it's true. ever since the big-eyed introvert entered your life, you suddenly became less and less aware of your surroundings, yet more and more aware of the way sieun's hair would stick up in certain places after you ruffled it. or, even how the tip of his ears would light up red after you complimented him.
he didn't pay you (or anyone else) any mind at all when he was a school-obsessed nerd, but now that he has a social life for once, he was beginning to realize that you only treat him like this. you did not kiss the tips of suho's fingers, nor did you hold the waist of young-yi. it was only him.
these thoughts plagued his mind as the school day came and went, and as per usual, the two of you were walking home together. the sunset was just approaching, and the whole city was bathed in a golden hue, reflecting off of every surface to be found. the two of you walked side by side.
"sorry."
"what?" you turned to look at sieun with curiosity. "sorry for what?"
"for being the one who distracts you all the time. you always get hurt because of me." he says, looking down at the ground as the two of you continue walking.
"sieun.. i was just jo-" he interrupted you, "i should take responsibility for my actions." he said, boldly grabbing your hand and pulling you towards him, just narrowly saving you from bumping your shoulder into a pole.
"o-oh." you say. for once, you were the one who was embarrassed. it didn't last long though, as you giggled softly you interlaced your fingers with his. you miss the way he squeezes your hand, looking away with a faint smile on his face.
"it's about time." you whisper, looking down with a smile that was the opposite of his. noticeable and wide.
hi again haha ! i wanted to ask you if you could write Sieun x gn!reader with that famous trend on tiktok « stop giving me those eyes. what eyes? » WITH SIEUN EYES WHEN HE LOOKS UP ( and maybe add like an attractive smile auzjekeidif ) something in public like they’re at a coffee shop idk PLUS SIEUN IS SUCH A TEASE
kdrama! sieun x reader
// read req!
note: this is like. the latest ive ever been LOLL, i hope ur well!!!! and that u enjoy!!!
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swinging your arms back and forth, you almost jolted when you felt a yank on your arm, the one that he was holding. looking at him, you questioned, "what's up?"
having known each other for years (and been dating for a couple of months now), you knew that in public he acted a certain way, and in private, it was different. home-sieun and outside-sieun were not the same person. you didn't mind- everyone had their different personas when with certain people- that being said, it's obvious why it's such a shock to witness him engaging in his 'in-private' antics when outside.
and so, every once in a while your boyfriend would break out of that double-layered-hardened-shy-shell of his with just a touch of cheeky-ness; something you could have never expected from someone like him.
"do you want a bungeo-ppang?" looking towards the stand that the two of you had just passed by. on the very off chance that your boyfriend would dare ask you for something first, most of the time the answer would be yes, but for once you felt inclined to respond with "hmm.. no, not really." you shrugged.
if you weren't a detective (or his partner) it would be hard to pick up on the way his eyes lingered on the side of your face when you turned your head back to face the dimly lit path of the park you were in, waiting for you to look back at him, urging you to notice him and what he really meant by his question. after a few seconds you looked back at him with a questioning gaze. "what?"
he didn't respond, only giving you a look. that look. his mouth tilted downwards in an almost unnoticeable pout, his head turned completely in your direction, and those eyes. those big, dewy brown eyes of his that held nothing but pure innocence- enough to give a new born fawn competition.
"stop giving me those eyes." you said, huffing as you felt your face warm up. you looked away towards the ground, unable to handle his affectionate gaze. he blinked at you, his gaze unmoving. "...what eyes?"
you stopped in your tracks and removed your hand from his, walking backwards towards the bungeo-ppang stand. he watched as you conversed with the vendor, looking as you handed them cash in exchange for the treat, and walked back over to him.
"here." you mumbled, urging the boy to take the treat from your hands. he looks at you before taking it, placing his soft lips around the warm treat and biting into it.
he chews and swallows, inaudibly sighing in content. "thank you," you captured his hands back into yours, interlacing your fingers. "you don't have to do that, y'know. you can just ask me. i'd do anything for you." you surprise yourself with your boldness, looking at the ground shyly, not daring to meet his eyes.
he doesn't speak, his cheeks turning red as he nods. "okay." he adds, biting into the food once more. "is it good?"
he nods, glancing at you. "can i have a bit?" he nods again, offering you an unbitten side of the treat. "that's not what i meant.." you say lowly before cupping his cheek, leaning in and placing a kiss on his lips.
it doesn't last long before he pulls away, looking away and at the ground. you chuckle at his antics and tug his hand. "red bean tastes good on you."
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sim jaehyun x non-idol! foreign! gender neutral! reader
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/⟡/ in which idol! jake and worker! reader engage in convenience store antics <3 /⟡/ content: jake calls reader gorgeous, reader speaks English, reader is not korean, jake calls reader gorgeous and stunning /⟡/
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bored. completely, entirely, utterly bored. you don't think you've ever been this bored in your life.
okay, maybe that was dramatic, but it doesn't really change your case.
it was now.. 11:14pm, and you'd been standing in the convenience store for just over five hours now. this was only your third shift, and you were already starting to regret picking up a job for the summer. the dullness of the florescent white light above you, as well as the uneventful night after night was already starting to get to you.
you sighed, shaking your head to clear your thoughts as you continued stocking the shelves, trying to finish out your shift. you only had two hours left, "you can do this." you told yourself.
waking you further out of your stupor, you jumped as you heard the bells on the shop ring. you lightly yelled, "welcome in!" as you hurried towards the counter to be met with two taller men- boys? you couldn't tell, they both had black masks and hats covering their faces. one had dark brown hair and big, puppy like eyes, and the other had the same shade of brown, but with blonde highlights. "thank you!" "thanks." they both bowed lightly to you as they made their way into the store.
you tried not to pay attention to their giggles and snickers, as well as their increasingly loud conversation. you felt a little bad for eavesdropping, but you really couldn't help it! they were so loud, and you had nothing but the mind-numbing kpop playlist on loop to listen to. it was cute at first, but it got boring, extremely fast.
the two eventually showed up to the counter. the first boy, the puppy-eyed one, greeted you and placed his assortment of snacks down onto the checkout counter, making light conversation with you. "hi, how are you?" you noticed how he didn't speak korean with you, and you also noticed his very strong australian accent. "im good.. and you?" you respond in english as well. "good, thank you.. closing shift, huh?" you sigh and nod. "yeah.. we know how that is." he glanced at his friend before thanking you as you gave him his bag of items. the next boy lightly bowed, setting his items down as well, "hello.." he said, and you smiled. "hi.." you scanned his items, not noticing how you involuntary scoffed at the next song that played over the speakers.
the two the boys looked at you questionably and you waved them off. "sorry, it's not you guys. i just.. can't stand this song. it's so annoying."
the speakers continued, "hanyeoreum bamui dream.. addicted to the summer nights!"
the one with cat-like eyes laughed in shock, while the other one scoffed in disbelief and humor. "are you serious?" they exchanged looks with each other, and you couldn't help but giggle, noticing that the one with the cat eyes switched to korean, asking chincha?. "yes!" you answered in the same language. "okay look, its a cute song. one would even call it cutie. but, like, hearing it every single night, several times a night.. im starting to become an anti of.. whoever these guys are."
the puppy-eyed boy burst out laughing while the other one laughed once more in shock, "you're joking, right?" puppy boy asked as you continued bagging his snacks. "you have to be joking."
"no!" you giggled with him. "it's so insufferable. okay, ill be real, i get the hype. it's a great summer song, and im sure the choreography goes hard, but like.. the one who says 'addicted to the summer nights~' in the beginning is really starting to piss me off." you joke.
the puppy eyed boy only laughs harder, watching as this friend scoffs jokingly, crossing his arms at you. puppy boy continued laughing as he paid, before finally calming down enough to squeeze some words out. "okay, fine, you don't like upper side dreamin'. then what about ou- i mean, their other songs?"
"ha, i bet they're all as annoying as this one." you shake your head, handing him the receipt.
"okay, okay, break it up you two." cat boy joked. "what's your name?" "oh, um.." you pointed to your name tag. "[name], huh?" you smiled and nodded. cat boy grabbed his bag full of snacks from you. puppy boy jokingly elbowed his friend, "oh, yeah. that makes sense. [name] is such a hater name." you burst out in laughter. "what?" the upper-side-dreamin'-defender shrugs, walking out with his mask down to stuff a lollipop in his mouth.
"don't mind him. he's just a.. very big fan of that group." he chuckles with you, and you wave him off. "im.. you can call him ikeu. and im riki. we'll see you around?" you smile and wave, wishing him goodbye as he walks out of the store.
for once, this job didn't make you wanna tear your hair out in boredom.
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the next day, you sat at the counter, sighing in boredom once again. you looked at the time on your phone, sighing again, dramatically this time as the clock just struck 12am. "one more hour." you mumbled, leaning your head on the counter.
soon enough, you began to doze off. a one minute nap turned into five, which turned into ten. you're sure your manager would've walked in and fired you on the spot if it wasn't for the boy who walked in and poked your arm, causing you to jump. "what the fuck!?" you yelped, placing your hand over your chest.
the boy laughed mischievously, holding his hands up in surrender. "chill, hater. it's just me." you scoff. "you again? where's your friend.. riki, was it?"
he looked at you in confusion. "uh- how did you know his name?"
"oh, he told me after you told me i had a hater name." you teased.
"pfft-." he laughed. "don't act like it isn't true.. and he was too tired to come." he said as he looked around the store, walking towards the ramen section. "and.. you're ikeu, right?"
his head whipped back to you. "you know me??"
"um.. what? what are you on?" you giggled. "of course i do. you were literally here yesterday."
he breathed another sigh of relief, bring his food to the counter for you to scan. "yeah. sorry, im out of it today." you hum, glancing up at him. "..you good?" he looks down at the counter, unblinking as he ponders your question. "yeah. im good." he says softly. the mood doesn't stay down for long though, as he quickly changed the subject, running a hand through his hair. "so, upper-side-dreamin-hater, have you listened to any other enhypen songs? at the very least?"
you put a finger to your chin, tapping it. "welllll.. i don't think ive really heard any other.. enhypen?" you watch as he nods. "enhypen songs. what, are they not all as corny as that one?"
you didn't really think the song was corny. you just wanted a reaction out of him, and that's what you got.
he scoffed at you throwing his head back. "it isn't corny! do you just not like kpop at all?" he says. "are you a kpop hater?"
you scrunched your eyebrows at him. "what? of course not! i wouldn't have come to korea if i was a kpop hater. it's just that this dumb job has literally the worst playlist of all time... well, it's not that bad.. it's just, it's annoying how much we play it. it's a two hour long playlist. imagine that, except on loop, throughout a five to seven hour shift, literally every night." you giggle, looking away embarrassedly as he maintains intense eye contact, his smile growing bigger with each sentence you ramble.
he shook his head at you, "well, i think you just need to be more optimistic about it," he says, grabbing his plastic bag full of ramen. you raise an eyebrow. "im serious! imagine, some people have to listen to... edm all throughout their shifts. imagine your work boosting the bass so high that your ears are ringing at the end of every night." you sigh dramatically, crossing your arms. you whine jokingly, handing him his receipt. "that doesn't helppp!" he snickers at your display, letting out a "think about it, [name]!" before he walks out of the store.
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the following day, he's there even later than the last two days, arriving thirty minutes till you close up. he smiles at you, waving before speed walking towards the premade food section. you try not to spy on him as he throws multiple containers of ramen, gimbap, fish sticks, and random snacks into his basket, all before hauling it towards the checkout.
"hi," he says, heaving just as he places the basket onto the counter. "damn. someone's hungry." you say before quickly correcting yourself. "i mean, no judgement.." you say nervously.
he chuckles at you, waving you off. "don't worry about it," he smiles, looking up at you before looking down shyly, running a hand through his hair, hoping that you don't notice his face heating up. "it's, uh, for me and my friends," his gaze follows your hands, watching you scan each item fast and with ease. "woah. you're good at that."
you giggle, thanking him before questioning him further, "oh, really? how many of you guys?" he smiles at you, pulling out his card to swipe on the machine. "there's seven, including me." you look at him in shock. "seven? that's a really big friend group." he chuckles, nodding as he enters his pin. "huh.. i never thought of us as big. well, there's two who are older than me, uh.. then there's me, then four more who are younger. our youngest was the one with me a few days ago, actually." he flashes you another one of his pretty smiles, before grabbing the bags. "okay, i gotta go, i'm already late." he chuckles, " i'll see you tomorrow?" he smiles as you nod, lifting one of his hands, the one that has two filled bags in the palm of it, waving you goodbye as he steps out of the store.
he didn't mention that him and his members were doing a mukbang live last minute, and he volunteered to be the one to pick up the food from the second nearest, but closest open convenience store just so he could see your stunning face.
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you didn't see him for the next few days. for the first two, you thought 'maybe he's busy', and that 'maybe he's too tired to come today'. the next two, you thought that you must be delusional for imagining the spark between you two. the way he looked at you, as much as you hate to admit it, pierced your heart so deeply that you couldn't escape his puppy-like eyes. not even in your dreams.
all that's to say, you're really shocked when he stumbles into the shop, leaning onto the counter, breathing as if he ran all the way here.
"i ran all the way here," that explains it.
"um.. why?" you asked, holding back a giggle. "we don't close for two hours."
"yeah..." he pants. "wait, what?" he says. you're unable to hold yourself back, bursting out in laughter. he finds the energy to chuckle with you, putting his hand on his forehead. "no way." you laugh even harder, putting your hands on your stomach. he only laughs harder along with you, leaning both his elbows onto the counter.
your laughs die down and you speak up, "where have you been?" you ask, dramatically rolling your eyes and sighing, "my shifts have been so boring.." you pout.
he laughs, crossing his arms. "boring? but you have this amazing playlist to keep you company!" he laughs again at the way your face twists in annoyance. "really though, it's just my job. it's kind of... i don't know... it's like an on-the-call job. kinda like a firefighter, or a surgeon, except im not any of those." you laugh, giggling at the way he rambles. he looks at you tenderly, trying his hardest not to blush as he looks down again, just as his phone buzzes. all of a sudden, his calm demeanor shifts to alarm.
"oh, shit, okay," he says, quickly pocketing his phone. "so, this is really random, but i'm leaving the country in like, two hours, and i won't be back for.. at least month." your jaw dropped and you neck leaned forward in shock. "what? all of a sudden?"
he nods. "yeah.. that's why i ran here. it's, uh.. for my job," he shifts in his spot, pulling out his phone and unlocking it, opening up the contacts app. "um.. i was wondering.. if i could have your number?" he looks at you, maintaining the same intense eye contact as he (almost) always had.
"oh!" you said, shocked at his sudden question. "uh, yeah. of course." you smile, looking down and grabbing his phone. you miss the way his nervous smile warps into a reassured one. you enter your contact as '[name] (enhypen-anti)'.
he laughed at his screen as he took his phone back from you, shaking his head and sending a message. "ill send you a playlist of all of enhypen's best songs. you have to listen to it before i get back." he says, sitting up from the counter. "i have to?" you ask, raising an eyebrow and giggling. "yesss! just do it, okay? you won't be disappointed." you sigh dramatically, crossing your arms. "god...." he snickers at your display, wishing you a goodbye before he walks out of the store. "i'll see you soon, okay? stay gorgeous." he says, waving goodbye.
you smile shyly at his compliment, feeling your phone buzz.
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⟡ in which a clingy jake wants nothing more than to be with his baby, based on billie eilish's birds of a feather ⟡ content: use of petnames, lots of physical affection, laying in bed together, jake crying (nothing crazy he's just sad a performance ended)
a/n: hi everyone!!!! i missed you all soosososo much!!! just finishing up my second year in uni so hopefully ill have more time to write this summer despite my internship. ilyg, dont forget your daily clicks!!! also. curremtly watching whc2.. my brain is cooking yall.....
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You go, I'm goin' too
You giggled, trying to pry your hand from Jake's. "Jake, I have to go. You have schedules, I have classes.." You trail off, walking towards his room door. He grabs your hand once again, tugging you back towards him, interlocking your fingers. "I don't care. My schedules are in, like, an hour.." He huffs jokingly, pretending to be exasperated. He continues, "..and since when have you liked Uni classes.. more than me?" He giggles with you, swinging your hands. He pauses before turning to face you fully, "You know what? Here, why don't I go with you?"
You laugh, shaking your head. "Literally what are you talking about? You're not even enrolled. You can't just show up to a class without-"
He pulls you closer to him, "You go, m' goin' too." He murmurs, moving his hands to hold your waist as he hides his face in your neck, pecking it softly.
'Cause it was always you
"[Naaaaaame]!" He says from the bed in your room, beckoning you back from the bathroom. "Help!" He calls out.
You swing the door open, walking towards him. "What? Is everything okay?"
"No..." He groans, rolling onto his stomach. "I think I'm sick.." Your face falls, crawling onto the bed alongside him. “Baby, where does it hurt?” You whisper, cupping his cheeks.
He coughs dramatically, his hand flying to hold over his heart. “Here!” He huffs. “My heart. I.. I need you.. to kiss me..”
You whine loudly, gently slapping his chest. “Jake! Y-you scared me!” You push him further into the bed as he laughs.
“I’m sorry! I just need you. You were in there for too long.” He says as he opens his arms to you, cheesing as you crawl into them. He cuddles you close to him, breathing in the comfort that floods his senses; you.
A moment of silence passes by before he speaks up again, drawing circles in your back.
"You know I don't need medicine, baby.. you're my medicine. It was always you." He says softly, kissing your cheek. "Now.. can I get a kiss?"
And if I'm turning blue, please don't save me
Jake's tears soak into your shirt. He grips you with the strength of everything he can muster, his arms shaking against you. ENHYPEN had just finished their last performance of the final leg of the tour, and though he was excited to return home to relax...
"I'm gonna miss this so much," He whispers into your neck, his breath hitching. "M' gonna miss them so much."
You gently pull back from him, cupping his cheeks. "Jakey," You whisper, wiping his tears. He grabs a hold of your wrists, sniffling, his eyes boring into yours, a big pout on his lips.
"There'll be other tours, okay?" You whisper. "There will be more, your fans.. they love you so much. More than me, maybe," You giggle softly, but Jake shakes his head. "Not more than you." He whispers, moving to hug you again. "God, I feel so.. bittersweet.. melancholic.. blue. L-like m' turning blue." He whispers, his face nuzzling into your neck.
"But it's okay. Don't save me, I need to feel this." He whispers into your neck.
Nothing left to lose, without my baby
He tugs you closer to him, whining softly, vulnerability on full display as he shifts to lay on top of you.
"Jake, love," You start, your voice slightly strained. "You're so.. strong," You heave slightly, shifting to get him away from your chest.
"Noooo," He whines, gripping you tighter to keep from moving. He looks up at you, a pout settled on his lips. "Please?" He asks, shifting up to lay his face in your neck, breathing out hot air.
"Jakey," You start, but he cuts you off. "Pleaaassee? I can't sleep without you next to me.. like this, specifically." He places an open mouthed kiss into your neck, and you feel the dampness of it settle into your skin. He knows your weakness.
You huff, sighing dramatically, shifting him slightly so that he wasn't laying directly on your chest. "Okay. But you can't lie directly on my lungs, Jake."
He beams. "Okay, okay. Whatever you want, baby," He murmurs. "You're all I need, anyway. Nothing left to lose without my baby."
- yea you’re literally his partner atp 💀
- he’ll shower you with affection, gifts and texts professing his love to you
- except, it’s all platonic of course!
- linking pinkies,
- hugging you from behind,
- LITERALLY SLEEPING IN THE SAME BED AS HIM
- not romantic though
- literally all in /p
- i think he’s in denial 😭 serious denial .
- it’s not that he doesn’t want labels or that he doesn’t want to be your partner
- it’s just that he really, truly has convinced himself that it’s just friendly
- he refuses to say he's in love, like actually.
- he’ll literally buy you and him matching glad bracelets with your names engraved on them, but like, as besties of course!
- it takes someone like jay or niki to snap him out of it
- and then he finally realized sjsjsj
- clearly hugs that lasted over a minute WERE NOT PLATONIC HEESEUNG
- best believe within that hour he’s texting you to come over so he can confess!
[rest of the members under the cut!]
jay ♡
- the moment he realized he was completely in love with you was when on the morning of his birthday, you were the first to text him the longest message ever
- detailing how much he meant to you and how much you appreciated him
- and at the end, stating "i hope i was first, because you will always come first for me, love, [name]"
- his heart went BOOM
- the weeks that followed after were unusually awkward ??
- all because he was too busy trying to convince himself that no, he did not think you were amazing
- he did not love your smile or the way you would always laugh at his dad jokes,
- he did not love the fact that you were the first to try all his new recipes and always give receptive feedback,
- he was not, absolutely not in love with you!!!
- he didn't think you felt the same :(
- (even though you literally signed off with "love" ..
- i ain't ever seen two besties do that but okayyy...)
- he didn't want to make things awkward by confessing
- but he was already making them awkward by not :/
- it took him opening up your name in the messaging app and realizing that the last time you'd texted him first was over a week ago
- and the last time you came over was even longer
- for him to realize he did not wanna live without you.
- he called you and confessed through pure adrenaline, right there on the phone
- you reciprocated of course <3
jake ♡
- woowee where do i even start
- literally just as dramatic as meg,
- actually singing "i won't say i'm in love" in the shower 💀
- he'll really just ignore the incredibly prominent blooms of warmth in his chest...?
- like he's seriously so in love with you
- he'll try his best to make life easier for you,
- helping you with your homework,
- using his own money to buy a healthy and hearty lunch for you,
- not to mention helping you pick outfits 💀
- it's like he doesn't have the fattest crush on you!!!
- gives you so much partner privilege when you're not even his (yet.)
- when all of enhypen and you were having dinner, he'd always serve you so much
- to the point the rest of the members notice and start to complain LMFAO
- saying stuff like
- " jake-hyung, who exactly do you think you are??" "stop giving extra food to them i'm hungrier," and "jake, please for the love of god this is so unfair,"
- ITS SAUR FUNNY (see what i did there)
- when you thank them for the meal and leave later in the night, they want to subtly confront him
- it's silent, and then:
- "so, you like [name], right?" "RIKI WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE SUBTLE," HELP
- so they tease him and practically force him to call you and ask for you to COME BACK so he can confess properly
- 10/10 wingmen however would not recommend .
sunghoon ♡
- bro's flirt central
- but like he tries to be subtle...?
- kinda .
- he teases you soooo much omg
- he literally treats you like one of his members
- and im sorry but he constantly friend-zones you LMFAOO
- constantly touching you, playing with your fingers
- messing with your jewlery (necklaces, earrings, bracelets if you wear any)
- poking your sides to make you jump 💀
- that last thing is something he would do to annoy his members LOLL
- he also really likes taking a bunch of selfies on your phone to annoy you (and so when you see them you can think of him as much as he does you but that's besides the point-)
- ANYWAY BACK TO THE PROMPT
- he just really doesn't want you to reject him :(
- he pretends that the butterflies in his stomach are just because.. y'know
- uh
- he's sick!!! all the time .
- deep down, he knows he really likes you, but he most definitely wouldn't dare say it out loud, it gets to the point where it frustrates you
- because he acts all cutesy and touchy and affectionate but it feels like he'll never ask you out :/
- it's like he's playing with your feelings :(
- so you start avoiding him
- you deserve better than that!
- and ofc he notices
- he cant go a day without you tbh
- so he spam calls you till you pick up and he confesses to you right after he hears your "hello?"
- saying "i'm-so-sorry-i-know-why-you're-mad-and-im-sorry-would-actually-wanna-be-more-than-friends-maybe-you-could-even-be-my-partner?"
- he said im sorry twice ... the smile that you broke onto your face <3
- ofc you said yes and he pretended to act all cool like "okay, cool. you should come over tomorrow."
- when you cut off he's giggling and kicking his feet he's not slick !!!
sunoo ♡
- he's really similar to jake in the situation, with a mix of heeseung
- his love language is helping you out with domestic stuff
- like when he comes over his first question is always
- "have you eaten?"
- and you're always like
- "no BUT it's because i was studying and i just wanted to get through this one session really qui-"
- "[name]-aaah," he goes over to your chair and shakes your shoulders until you give in 💀
- the two of you have this thing where you try new food every time he comes over
- and even though studying is important he is not letting you read a single word out of that textbook LMFAO
- with sunoo it's really hard to tell if he likes you because he treats you like he does everyone else
- just bc he thinks you're cute doesn't mean you don't get an attitude from him btw.
- (you learned from experience)
- he really isn't the type to be in denial either
- one night sunoo was on his bed texting you (like he does every night)
- and niki came into his room to bug him (like he does every night pt. 2)
- but he's come to notice sunoo doesn't give him the same reactions he used to anymore
- it's like he doesn't care :,(
- he's literally just smiling at his phone
- so he's like "sunoo-hyung."
- "what."
- "who're you texting?"
- and he bugs sunoo, listing off dozens of names till he finally reaches yours
- "is it [name]?"
- SUNOO LITERALLY FREEZES
- "HAHA IT IS [NAME], YOU LIKE THEM DON'T YOU?"
- aaand sunoo chases him out of the room (like he does every night pt. 3) and comes to terms with the revelation
- once he realizes that he has a crush on you nothing changes for him
- well, one thing does
- he smiles around you a lot more <3
- he feels no need to confess so it'd have to be you who does it first
- and ofc he tells you he reciprocates <3
jungwon ♡
- equally as dramatic as jake LMFAOO
- but like. in a chiller way.
- yk how it is.. the leader vibe
- he knows full and well that he's utterly lost in his love for you
- but he would never act on it... no no no
- he's not even scared or anything 😭 he just doesn't want to change anything you guys already have
- in favour of a confession that might just go wrong :(
- he's not ready to risk it
- esp not with you
- actually the chief of overthinking . . .
- he's so hyper aware of the way he treats you in comparison to the friends he's not in love with that it loops back around to being weird as hell
- like he's trying to act normal SO BAD.
- BUT HE JUST ENDS UP LOOKING EXTREMELY UNCOMFORTABLE(&%&*(@"?/
- like he'll ask you if you wanna go out with him to eat
- and when he realizes he worded that kinda sus he's like
- "i mean as friends. of course! :>"
- constantly friend-zoning you unintentionally????
- you start to get sad about it and he realizes that you don't call him as much anymore :(
- next time you two run into each other at the cafe you frequented, he finally asks you
- "if you're not busy, wanna go get some food with me? . . . not as friends. maybe as.. something more? :>"
- yesyesyeysyesyesyes.
niki ♡
- he thinks he's slick but he's really not LMFAO
- super SUPER incredibly touchy,
- constantly playing with your fingers,
- sitting unnecessarily close to you when the entire couch is free,
- playing with your hair/braids/etc.
- when you're about to leave he'll hug you like he's never gonna see you again
- head nestled in your neck n' everything :((((
- he'll even lay with his head in your lap every once in a while :( <3
- whenever one of his members brings it up it's like he gives them a serious death glare HELP
- but he's also one of them that are like not at all in denial about it 💀
- he's in love with you and he would say it with his full chest!
- (not really but yk.)
- it's not until you talk about how you have a date soon that he decides to bring it up
- and he's like "wait don't go on that."
- and you're like "...why not??"
- "bc i like you,"
- . . .
- yeah okay
- y'all start to date after that <3
I saw your requests are open. Can I please request Soobin and a black fem(she/her) reader? Maybe them just being cute and him introducing her to Odi?
soobin x gender neutral! black! reader
↝ wc: 589
note: super late!!! hope u enjoy anyway!!
content: black reader obv, blonde soobin my fave, neck kisses, odi <3
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- dating soobin is literally just fluff
- all the time!!!!
- whenever your together he always has to have his hands on you
- arm over you shoulder,
- around your waist,
- a hand on your knee or thigh,
- WHATEVER!!! he just wants to touch you, ok? :(
- he often stares at you and just admires your hair
- he has so many questions bro.
- how do you get your curls looking like that?
- why don't you wash your hair as often as he does?
- how do you get your braids/cornrows/locs to stay and not unravel?
- he's so curious but he's scared of offending you so he doesn't ask for a while
- not until late one night, on a washday that you started a liiittle too late
- he decides to just ask, deciding that if he does offend you at least he knows not to ask anymore
the blonde boy walks into the bathroom, stopping midway into the door to observe you combing your hair. "y/n?" you glance at him, "yes, babe?" you respond, not stopping your ministrations on your last section of hair. "what are you putting on your hair?" you stop applying the conditioner and smile at him. your ex didn't really care about your natural hair business, so this was a shock.. as well as a nice change of pace. "it's leave in conditioner. why?" "nothing. im just curious." he watches as you comb it through, twisting it then wrapping it around itself into a little ball on your head. he's so fascinated he doesn't realize he's been watching for ten minutes, till you finish up.
- that moment opened up a gateway for him LMFAO
- all of a sudden he's randomly asking you things like "what's your hair type? 3 or 4? and what letter?" "do you use coconut oil or castor oil? both?" "is the inside of your nightcap silk?"
- now where tf did he get the info to even conjure up these questions??
- and then you catch him watching braiding tutorials 💀
- yeah, checks out.
- no but it makes you feel so giddy that he's so interested!!!!!
- he's not really a big fan of pda,
- but he doesn't mind hand holding and hugs (which still make him super shy..)
- he also introduced you to odi :( <3
- AND HE ONLY DOES THAT WITH PEOPLE HE TRUSTS
he placed his hand on the cage lock, opening the door and scooping the small hedgehog into his hands. “here,” he says, “open your hands.”
you cup your palms, following soobin’s example. you watch as he gently places odi into your hands, the little hedgehog turning around to stare at you with beady eyes- it's at that moment your heart melted.
as you looked at the little creature in your hands, adoration shining brightly in your eyes as you gently petted him. the same could be said for soobin; he looked at you as if you were the one who'd gotten him odi in the first place.
- he thinks you're the cutest, most precious thing in the world!
- whenever he wakes up in the mornings and looks at you,
- scarf wrapped around your head/nightcap on/curls out, whichever it is, his reaction is always the same
- cuddling even closer to you and burying his face in your neck
- if he's feeling bold.. little kisses too
- yea, he's so in love with you 😭
// reader gets a terrible grade and seeks out the smartest person they know to help them study. studying is boring though, “can we do something else?”
tags: studying leading to making out, the events of weak hero one class don’t happen AU, sieun sitting on reader’s lap, whiny & bold reader, neck kisses, hickey mentions, sieun bites reader too hard on accident, sieun has never kissed anyone, reader and sieun become physically affectionate really fast in a short period of time (i.e. they make out almost right after the first kiss lol)
note: as you can tell, i like writing about neck kisses 💀 this was meant to be like 300 words max BUT I COULDN’T STOP 😭 ENJOY LMFAO. stream funky glitter christmas by NMIXX!!!
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“ah,” you whine, “love you, love you,” you bring him closer to your chest, and he re-adjusts his legs to either side of your body, his hands tightening on both your shoulders.
sieun is not the type to indulge in physical affection of any kind, really at all. so, how did he end up in this situation?
it started in the classroom. “ohhh myyy goddd,” your forehead hit the paper on the desk, disappointed at the low score you got. “how did i fail again!?” you sighed as you moved your head to the side, looking at your best friend sitting next to you. she laughed at you, “well maybe if you actually studied,” you squinted your eyes at her, “you’d get a good grade.” she held up her high score, smiling at you. “ugh. really? what do you take me for, a rocket scientist or something?” you moved your head to the side. “…how would i even start doing that anyway? i know nothing about studying.”
“just ask sieun then.” she stated matter of factly. “what? you’re joking, right?” you lifted your head and laughed at her suggestion. you didn’t have anything against him, it’s just.. he was very antisocial.. and frankly, you were kinda scared of him. “no [name], im not. he’s really smart and always gets a perfect score.” she gestured in his direction and you both looked at him from your desks in the back of the classroom.
it was lunch time and he was still studying?? who even does that?
you contemplated her words before nodding affirmatively. “okay. okay! you’re right. lets do this.” you stood up and began walking to his desk before turning around when you saw she wasn’t coming. “umm.. are you coming?” you asked.
“HA, no! that’s your grade. not mine,” she shrugged before turning around to one of your other friends to talk about.. whatever they were talking about.
you deadpanned at her and sighed. she’s right, this is on you. if you wanted to step things up, you’d need to do this yourself. taking another deep breath, you prepared yourself and walked up to his desk at the front, not realizing how quiet the classroom got when you tapped on his shoulder. “hey.. sieun?” you looked at him as he slowly turned around, taking out his earbud. “so, i know we’ve never talked, but i wanted to ask if-“
“can you hurry up? im busy.” he scrunched his eyebrows at you, waiting for your response- meanwhile, you swallowed at how blunt he was. honestly.. it was kind of hot. but mostly rude. “oh, okay.” you responded instinctively, feeling hurt by his words, but knowing you needed to ask if you wanted better grades. “is there anyway you could help me study for the next test?”
he blinked at you. “no.” he turns around and puts his earbud back in, continuing to write. you stared at him, shocked. “ooo..kay.”
that was not the first time you’d ask him. yeah, far from it.
when you walked into class the next day: “please, sieun? just until the next test!” “no.”
when he was walking to cram school: “sieun!! hi! how are you?” “if you’re asking me to help you study, the no.”
several days go by of you asking him the same question, him responding negatively each time. you were read to give up, but one evening you saw he was on his usual route home, so you caught up with him after seeing him from the convenience store window: “siiieeuuunnn!! i bought you onigiri and some matcha tea! it’s good for studying, it helps your brain calm down and focus.” you stretched your arms out, trying to hand him the bag full of goods. “oh.” he looked at you, and he blinked, seemingly confused by your gesture. “thank you.” he hesitantly takes the bag from your hands, making eye contact with you, then bowing, you following suit. he then turns on his feet and begins walking home.
“wait! let me walk you home,” you catch up with him, waving goodbye to your friends through the store window. “so.. you just came from cram school?” he sighs and removes both air-buds from his ears, placing them in his pocket. “yes.” he answers bluntly. “oh, is it good? i really need to start.. y’know, actually caring about my schoolwork.” you glance at him. “it’s fine. it’s a nice place to study.” he slightly shrugs, not sparing a look in your direction. “that’s good!” you smile at him, happy that you’re finally breaking through his shell, even if it’s just a little bit. a silence followed you the rest of the way to his house, and you both stop at his apartment door. “are your parents home?” he looks at you as he unlocks the door knob, “no.” you beam at him, “oh, then if you’re not busy, can we study together? please?” he looks as if he’s gonna say no, but you interrupt him. “pleasepleaseplease! i’ll stop bothering you during school, i promise! and i’ll buy you whatever you want from that convenience store next time we meet!”
he stares at you for several seconds before finally speaking up, “okay. please don’t think this means we’ll be studying together often.” he lets you in, taking off his shoes and stepping into his house slippers, glancing behind him as you cheer, sarcastically remarking "wow, love you too." and step inside, closing the door behind you.
with time, you find yourself sitting next to sieun at his dining table, your notes and previously failed test in front of you, while sieun is writing down what seems to be practice english. despite what sieun said about not making your study sessions a normal thing, you find yourself at his home at first twice a week, then three times, then four, and eventually it becomes a total of five times a week, not counting the times you convince him to go with you to random places like a park or cafe. you both become good friends, and even though you promised not to bother him during school hours, you discover that you enjoy his company whenever you want to just chill. as the weeks turn into months, you became more and more casual and as a result, affectionate with him. words of affirmation was the way you expressed your appreciation and love for the people around you, and sieun was no exception. the first time you told him "i love you," he was.. startled to say the least. you asked him if that was okay for you to say, only as friends of course, and he agreed. nonetheless, you don’t feel the need to be perfect or completely likeable or 100% positive whenever you’re with him. his lack of expectations from you is.. freeing.
it was the last day before finals, and you had prepared. oh boy, you’d prepared so hard that you believed you would get at the very least a B+ letter grade. all the stress and studying will defientely pay off, you thought, and you felt you deserved a treat and a break. so did sieun.
but it seems he didn’t feel the same. “sieunnn, pleaaasseee,” you whined as you laid completely flat on the ground in front of the table, pouting as he didn’t even glance up to look at you. “we deserve a breakkk! we’ve been working our asses off, and plus, i heard that you shouldn’t cram before a test because it stresses out your brain and makes you forget what you learned!”
he sighs and mumbles. “that’s not true, and you know it, [name].” you close your eyes and sigh “i knowww,” you mumble to yourself, sighing with discontent. “i just want... i just want us to take a break,” you sit up and move to sit as close to him as humanly possible. “you’ve always worked so hard, and you deserve a break. a good, long, and satisfying break.” you reach over and hug his waist, leaning over slightly and resting your forehead on his shoulder.
he’s used to your overly affectionate demeanor at this point; he’s seen it time and time again in the classroom, in the cram school you joined to help your grades (and to be with him), and when you both went out together, you routinely and quite casually saying "love you," or "i love you," or some variation of the sort. he never returns the words and he pretends to not care, but in reality, he likes it. just a little- he would never admit it to you, though.
he glances at you but pays your words no mind, continuing to write on the paper in front of him. “sieun!! if you don’t stop studying right now, i’ll.. i’ll do something! something shocking that you would never expect, and then you’d be forced to stop. so, you better stop now on your own will.” you remove your arms from him and sit up straight.
you don’t catch the air that he forcefully exhales from his nose, “like what?” once again not sparing you a single glance.
oh. you didn’t think that far ahead. “you didn’t think that far ahead, did you?” how did he read your mind!? trying to think fast before he makes a fool out of you, you do the first thing that comes to mind- what you’ve wanted to do for a long, long time.
you lean towards him, slightly moving forward to kiss his cheek. he stops writing, and his head slowly turns to yours, making eye contact with you. your heart, aching for more since when you first started crushing on him, take the chance to lean forward again and place a kiss on his lips. as you’re pulling away, you smile as you notice his eyes are closed. “is.. is that okay?” you smile as a timid and small grin appears on his lips. if you weren’t looking at him as intensely as you were, you would’ve missed the single nod he gave to you.
“i have an idea,” you place your hands on his knees, “you’re always teaching me things and helping me study- now it’s my turn to teach you.”
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you moaned quietly into his mouth as you continued to kiss him, gently rubbing his thigh. the two of you were now in his room and on his bed, lips swollen but still hungry for more. after teaching him the basics of kissing 101 ™, he quickly got the hang of things. turns out studying is better for more than just good grades.
you pull away, and idea popping into your head. “wait,” you giggle at the way he slightly moves forward, chasing your lips. “i wanna try something, if you don’t mind.” he looks at you with curiousity. “what is it?” “can you.. sit on my lap?” you quickly continue upon seeing the look on his face. “i mean, only if you want to of course, i don’t wanna move too fast or pressure-”
“okay,” he cuts your rambling off and stands up, gesturing for you to move back onto the frame of his bed. you beam and move to the affirmentioned spot, avoiding eye contact as he climbs onto his bed, and into your lap. he looks down at you, getting used to the elevated angle. “like this?” you nod excitedly, not wasting time before you made kissy-lips at him. he takes the hint, barely hesitating before he leans down, lips meeting yours.
now, you’d taught him about other places people would kiss during a makeout session, like their cheek and jaw, but you did not expect him to try and go for it on the first day. he breaks away from you, his kisses moving from your lips to the corner of your mouth and lower, eventually reaching your neck. on instinct, you let out a quiet “ah!” eyes shooting open before closing just as fast. you feel as he kisses and kisses your neck, and you feel like you’re in heaven. his lips are so soft, and they feel so good, you don’t ever want him to sto-
“ow!” you yelp as he immediately stops his assault on your neck. “did i hurt you?” he looks back into your eyes, concern on his features. “no, no, it’s okay, i just wasn’t expecting you to.. bite so hard.” you reach up and run your hands through his hair. “keep going, please,”
you smile and close your eyes as he leans down, this time nipping and biting much softer than before. “ah,” you whine, “love you, love you,” you bring him closer to your chest, and he re-adjusts his legs to either side of your body, his hands tightening on both your shoulders. it feels so good, he feels so good.
minutes go by as the both of you take turns kissing and giving each other hickeys, deciding to slow down when it nears time for you to go.
your phone on his bedside table buzzes once, than twice, then three times. his forehead is resting on your shoulder as you tap him. “okay, i have to go sieun.” you smile at the soft sigh he heaves as he climbs out of your lap, going over to his desk and closing his books.
time goes by as you go back out of his room, taking your time packing all your study equipment before heading towards the door to take off the (favourite color) slippers sieun got specifically for when you visit, and putting on your regular shoes. turning towards him you readjusted the bag you had, smiling at the boy in front of you. "i had so much fun, sieun," you open your arms out and pull him into a hug, enjoying the way he gently hugs you back, almost as if you were made of porcelain, not wanting to hurt or break you, ever.
he doesn't respond as you lean your head onto his shoulder, deeply sighing and closing your eyes, not ever wanting this moment to end. alas, he pulls away first, looking at you with those pretty eyes of his, "you should.. you should come back tomorrow."
the smile that appears on your face is incomparable to any smile you've ever had. the warmth that floods your body is enough to satisfy you, and for the first time with him, you become shy and look at the ground before turning back around to open the door. "i will," meeting his eyes for the last time tonight, you wave at him before two words instinctively leave your mouth; "love you!"
he smiles the tiniest smile and quietly responds, "love you too."
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post story note: omg when i tell you i sat down for an hour and literally wrote half the story last night SJJSSJ I LITERALLY COULDN'T STOP. what did you guys think?? im thinking of writing a part two, but im not sure yet. i hope sieun didn't seem too ooc, i had trouble writing him during the makeout session 😭. let me know what you guys think! here is part two btw!
hello! i love ur sieun fics, i was hoping you could write something abt how sieun isn’t used to physical affection but he loves it coming from the reader and he’s trying to be better abt initiating physical touch first. thank you! 
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kdrama! sieun x reader
// read req!
tags: sieun longing for reader when they're right there, established relationship
note: this is just fluff LMFAO. i barely edited this sorry for any mistakes... hope u enjoy <3
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you're out of sieun's comfort zone.
obviously, he isn't someone who received much, or any affection past the age of six, and he's grown to keep his hands (and words) to himself.
you'd both been talking for almost a year, and you grew feelings for him after only a few months. he understood you, and never pressured you into anything. he gave you great advice and would encourage you when you felt you weren't at your best. he's seen you at your worst and he barely batted an eye, opting to help you take your mind off things by walking you through what he was studying, helping you calm down in the process. after realizing that, certain things.. changed.
what was supposed to be a quick and friendly high-five was just that; but your hand would linger just for a second more than you used to. playfully swinging your arm around his shoulder as the two of you were walking turned into you using that gesture as a reason to pull him closer, your hold gradually lowering down, down to his waist. even simply standing next to each other turned into a game of "will they, won't they?" as you stood uncomfortably close for friends, but too far away for lovers. little touches would linger for too long, and the atmosphere between you two slowly changed.
that being said, it wasn't a shock to his system when you asked him out. you knew he wouldn't make the first move, so you did. he agreed, of course!
right now, the two of you were walking back to your home, hands dangling dangerously close to each other. even though you've been dating for a while now, you barely knew whether or not he was comfortable with it. he hadn't explicitly told you he wanted you to hold his hand, and you didn't want to push any boundaries.
you both walked while engaging in conversation (one more than the other), and your hands continuously bumped into each other, and every time you restrained the urge to tightly hold his palm in yours, feeling the warmth of his soft hand.
you finally reached your house and let him in, shutting the door behind you. slipping off your shoes and in your slippers, sieun followed suit, following you all the way to the dining table. the two of you brought out your materials in preparation for a study session, comfortable silence following suit. well, in the outside world. in sieun's head, however, that was not the case.
he doesn't know how to tell you, and he wishes he could everytime he sees your face: he wanted to hug you without feeling awkward, he wanted to compliment you when he felt like it, and he wanted you to be able to hold his cheeks without you sensing his unfamiliarity with the gesture and pulling away in fear of making him uncomfortable. he wanted you to touch him however you wanted, but he didn’t know how to express it to you. he felt very conflicted in the sense.
"sieun? could you help me with.. this?" your voice trailed off as you looked to your left to find him staring at his paper, not making a move to pick up his pen. "are you okay?"
he nodded and leaned over slightly, explaining how to work through the problem. you thanked him and started working again, occasionally glancing over at his blank page. he wondered, would you mind if he told you he wanted to hold your hand? would you be annoyed with him if he asked you to hold him, maybe scoot your chair a little closer so his heart could be closer to yours? he knew you wouldn't, but he was still hesitant to ask you anyway. his brain was buzzing with so many thoughts that he couldn't even comprehend nor focus on what was in front of him.
an hour went by and he barely made any progress, which was incredibly unusual for him. you asked him twice more if he was okay and he responded with "yes," everytime, but it didn't cure the worry brewing in your stomach. "let's take a break," you stood up and stretched, noticing how he didn’t move an inch. “um.. are you sure you’re okay, sieun?” as you spoke, the feelings he’d been bottling up finally exploded. “you’ve been acting weird since we got here.. are you uncom-“
"can we hold hands?" he asked quietly. you looked at him in shock, and even he was surprised at the words that left his mouth. your surprise didn't last long though, soon a smile crept onto your lips as you looked at him, heart beating, mood elated. "yeah," you tried to not make a big deal out of it, but you couldn't stop the butterflies that swarmed in your tummy. he stood up and looked down, lacing his fingers with yours, and he finally felt satisfied. "you don't have to ask.. you can hold my hand whenever you feel like it, okay?" you said, looking at him with a flustered smile before tugging his hand, "let's gets some snacks!"
even though it was a struggle with only one hand, it was worth it if the other was taken by you.
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