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Kwon Ohyul
𖹭 Sauce on the corner of your lips, instead of wiping it, he leans and kisses you.
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It was to be expected of someone who had a rather broad taste in terms of appetite. Ohyul asking you out on a café date.
No matter how stern and straight-faced he tried to put on, the smug look of victory on his features as he walked away wasn't left unnoticed. In fact, you could feel the giddiness radiating off of him, ending up finding it cute.
"—and the fact that it looks like that–but tastes like that?! Should be a crime, not even joking." You rant, deep into feeling as you go off on some dish that you thought would taste good only to taste (hyperbolically) like earring back and Surströmming.
"Hm? Damn, it's that bad?" He chuckles, resting his face on his palm from across the table. A stupidly charming smile on his face.
"Very." You sink your teeth into the pastry, whipped cream on the corner of your lips. You were about to revv up another topic onto the table when you feel Ohyul's thumb brush against it.
"Got something there," He mumbled, wiping it off. Bringing said thumb to his lips to lick it off.
"Didn't know you ate messy." But his joke slips out the other ear as the cogs in your brain were stuck.
It took approximately 20 minutes of the two of you talking again, as sparks began flying, connection building, heart racing. Instead of being across the table, he was now seated beside you.
"I started playing when I was nine, Dad taught me to. My fingers grew a bit calloused but hey, worth it though." His tone soft, reminiscing.
His gaze drifts from the plate in front of him to you nodding, taking the last bite of the pastry. A smidge of cream on your lips.
"Oh well, I'm glad that you—" Your voice drowns out as his focus was solely on your lips. Were you purposely eating a bit messy in hopes that he makes a move? Whatever it is, it's working.
His gaze was half-lidded as he leaned in, gently pressing his lips on yours. His hand rested on your nape, grounding you.
You tense up a bit, eyes widened, not knowing where to put your hands. But as soon as his lips moved? It felt like heaven. His tongue darts across your lower lip, swiping the cream off before he pulls away.
"Too much for the first date?" He grins, licking his lips to rid of the sweetness left.
Kim Ryul
𖹭 amusement park date, he gets you a big plushie, you kiss him on the cheek. Later on in a ferris wheel, he decides to properly kiss you.
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Ryul was never fond of the booth games at amusement parks. They were all scams to blow your pockets dry. He was relieved when you opted for the rides instead. Bumper cars, carousel, roller coaster, drop tower, and more–you name it.
By far, his favorite was the roller coaster and the drop tower. Hearing you squeal happily while holding onto him had him feel like he could run on water. Seeing you smile under the colored lights made time slow down for him.
"I heard the view is even prettier at night," You said. Hand curled on his arm, "let's save the best for last. I wanna see the stalls!"
Both of you jump from stall to stall, food and games. So far, nothing seems to catch your eye... Other than the large bunny plushie that was pinned to the wall on a duck shooting stall.
Two rounds of pellet guns, 5 out of 10 and 8 out of 10 ducks shot. Just two more shots away from winning the prize.
"Let me try." He says as he takes the toy gun from you, reloading.
Aims at one duck— shoots it down.
Two, three, then four down. Miraculously completing it with ease that even he surprised himself. Letting out a small hum of amusement.
"Thank you so much, baby!" You giggle, taking the plushie into your arms, greeting it with nothing but awestruck eyes. Then impulsively–you kiss him, gratefully stamping a kiss onto his cheek. "So pretty~! Let's name her!"
He was stood still while his heart raced miles per second. Stunned briefly. "Ah- hm? Yeah, uh- what names are you thinking of?" He flashes you a smile, slithering his hands into yours and began leading the way to the ferris wheel.
Inside the ride, as it ascended, you stare out. Admiring the city lights in hues of white, yellow, and the occasional blue. Holding the bunny, now named Maggie, in your arms.
Ryul planted a kiss to your temple, effectively melting you to his side. "City's pretty, yeah?"
"Mhm, very pretty." You hum.
The cabin reached the top, pausing for a heartbeat as if the whole world had decided to hold its breath. You finally glanced at him, still hugging the plushie, and your eyes met. No teasing smile, no loud joke—just something gentle and unspoken passing between.
The kiss was soft and unhurried—more warmth than urgency—like he was afraid to shatter the stillness around them.
When he pulled back, the ferris wheel began moving again, descending slowly.
You smile sweetly, in the way that Ryul always liked—the way that made his heart ache.
Jung Woojin
𖹭 sticking with him in the production room, he's mad and cranky because he barely slept. You kiss him to ease him.
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"So are you going to walk back to the dorms to get some eye shut or am I going to have to sew them shut?" You shot at him. The clock on the wall already had its hands pointing at 1:39 AM.
"Just a few more tweaks on the adlibs then I'm good." He grumbles while shifting opposite to you.
"You said that ten minutes ago."
"It takes more than just minutes to adjust things." He glares, "Y'know what? You can go ahead. Don't wait for me."
You could feel him seething behind that hoodie. It wasn't new, none of this was. Woojin's habit of wanting to finish things in one go was already a discouraged trait. After all, time and patience is needed to create things—added by pulling all nighters? It's bull and shit mixed in one big pot.
"Babe." You sigh, shoulders dropping once you catch his tone. Knowing that he won't stop anytime soon. You scoot closer to him, placing your hands on his shoulders and gently massaged him.
His brows knit, face scrunching defiantly, knowing it was another tactic to get him away from continuing his work.
"Don't do me like that, babe." You cup his face, making him look at you. "The song won't run away, it'll stay saved on the laptop, the world won't end just because you didn't finish this within 24 hours."
Woojin scoffs, face threatening to scowl at you. Dropping as soon as you lean in, your soft lips against his. He wants to pull away and sulk again. But his body betrays him, tension leaving his muscles as he closes his eyes. Savoring the taste of your lips on his as he kisses back. Hand on your waist, pulling you closer.
You pull away first, leaving him silently staring at your lips. "Come on, let's go." Your thumb brushing his cheek back and forth.
He lets you save the file, close the laptop, and drag him out of the studio. "Love you." He says, barely above a whisper.
─── pairings. kim ryul x singer fem! reader genre. social media au, idol au, fluff, comedy mentions. lngshot, megan of katseye, ni—ki of enhypen.
notes. genuinely i didnt know how to end ts and was also planning to have it as one whole thing but this might be in parts… guys also pls ignore the fact i used drink instead of drank… i was struggling ok 😢 hiphopplaya was in fact early may… do i care 🤔🤔 no
CAT HAIR ON MY BLACK T-SHIRT ᠀୧ KWON OHYUL ───── synopsis : ohyul knew your love for cats but never expected to actually meet a family of cats when coming over your house — and who's surprised that all of them appear to love him just as much as you.
requested ꒰ঌ ໒꒱ masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ ohyul x f!reader — catlover!reader, established relationship, reader has three cats, fluff, drabble
ohyul knew about your obsession with cats ever since the start of your relationship. although he never made pure conversation about his thoughts on cats, he always stood by your side and listened to you yap his ears off simply about the cats that come to your porch everyday.
he watches the five minute vlogs of you playing with one of the cats outside, or the long video of you recording a cat eating from afar — he lets it happen — mainly just because he loves you. he stands by you with his hands in his pockets, watching you stare and bicker at the enclosed cats through the glass at the local pet store, talking to them like their literal babies.
he finds it cute after all. he buys you everything that is related to cats, just because of your love to cats, that he supports from the side. he never leaned towards them, claiming that they're boring, and repeat the same thing everyday; and that all they do is leave fur all over his black tshirts.
but he didn't know what to expect when he was finally allowed to come over to your house this time — despite being together for so long.
during your late teenage years, you blamed it on your parents for being too strict. then when you moved out, you blamed it on the messiness of the whole apartment, though he knows how much of a clean freak you are. it was just all excuses. just for him to not find out the cat overload that happened to be in your house.
you shut the door of your bedroom, watching the way two of your cats were deep asleep on your bed, perfect timing for his visit. the other one was no were to be found, but it didn't bother you as much as you thought it would.
as soon as he stepped foot into your apartment, his eyes immediately glued onto the food bowls that were right beside the counter, glancing up at you in confusion. you tilted a smile, forming it into a semi - genuine laugh — a laugh that you tried to play off the fact that there was food bowls right in front of him.
"got a cat didn't you?" he teased, walking up towards you to embrace you. your smile continued as you shook your head, "no, that's just decoration you know."
"you know i wouldn't be shocked, but—" he stopped his trail of words as his eyebrows furrowed, looking past your shoulder. your eyes trailed behind, and of course you find the missing cat finding its way towards the both of you slowly, trying to figure out ohyul.
"you got a cat..." he whispered, leaning down as he tried to get a better glance at the cat. you expected for it to run away, but instead it rushed over to ohyuls extended arm, head butting his hand. he let out a shock sound, "this is fire."
you took a step back, leaning onto the counter as you watched the encounter. you looked towards your bedroom door multiple times, deciding whether or not to let out the other two but you only knew chaos would happen from there.
once ohyul sat himself on the couch, the cat followed him, jumping onto the cushions just to smell his pants for the thousandth time like it wasn't just giving love to ohyuls massage a minute ago. you played it off saying that you were going to grab a sweater, but as soon as you opened the door — the cats that were deep slumber an hour ago, rushed out your room as the door opened, probably invested in all the russle that was made throughout the house.
the cat perked up from ohyuls lap, sensing the invitation of its other friends, as it also got ohyuls attention. the cats curiosity made him look over at the new chaos, his eyes sparking as he looked over at you walking carefully back into the living area.
"you had two more cats and you never told me?" he said with intention of bretaryl in his voice. he leaned over, reaching his hand out to the others without making the already settled one on his lap getting away. and to no shock, the cat stayed — but also the other two made their own way to his hand, head butting just like what happened first.
"these cats are awesome." you swore you saw the biggest smile on his face the whole time as his eyes glew with admiration, watching the cats get along with him so well, almost sensing an awe in him that he never knew he had.
you finally moved from your spot, walking towards the newly formed group, as you took a seat besides ohyul. after the movement, the other two jumped besides you, but instead of showing affection towards you, they walked across your lap just to smell ohyul and head butt him like he was the one who was feeding him everyday.
his lap became bamboarded with cats, yet they weren't even overstimulated. in fact you were, and they weren't even the ones showing you love. though you couldn't help but smile brightly at the scene, staring up at ohyul as you watched his face brighten.
"i'm taking them home." he muttered, finally looking at you. he felt like a child, and you felt like you were just experiencing his childhood. his smile never broke away from his face, and the glow in his eyes never left. everytime they would show him affection, his eyes darted to you, amusement written all over his face.
"you're like a baby," you laughed, leaning your head on his shoulders.
you watched the way he randomly stood up in place admiring the cats. "these are my babies." he looked behind him as the trio made their way behind him. he claimed he was going to get a drink, standing up — but in reality he was just experimenting something.
"i'm gonna go to the bathroom, you think they're gonna care?" he questioned as soon as he stepped foot into the kitchen, a new plan forming. "no they're cats." you shook your head.
he made his way to the bathroom a little faster so he can have time to shut the door without one of them entering. they stood there almost like shock was written all over them. their tails went down, looking in between you and the door, begging you to do something.
one of them began to scratch at the bottom of the door, too harshly. the other one started to meow lowly, and the third one, was just there. it laid beside the door like it was being patient with ohyul, the love was there but ohyul had business to do.
but after the first few meows and the intensity of the scratching, the door flung open, "i couldn't take it anymore." he sighed, making his way towards you back onto the couch, plopping himself down.
you giggled, "you don't even know their names and yet they love you more than me."
Can you pls write some fluff about Louis being comforted by his gf after an exhausting day? Thank you smm
Comforting BF Louis After an Exhausting Day~ (Louis is your big baby~Filling up his social battery with cuddles)
It started when Louis got quiet—quieter than normal
wasn’t cracking the same inside jokes
wasn’t blowing up your phone with memes and funny edits
wasn’t asking you to join his server on Fortnite
…he never even gave you the daily FaceTime call that evening
Once arrived at his dorm, Woojin opened up the front door. Ushering you in
“He’s been in his room all day” his brows scrunched in concern
“made everyone get out. said he needed ‘alone time’ .”
“Oh.” You nodded to Woojin
“I got it” patting his shoulder that dropped in relief. you made your way to your boyfriends closed bedroom 
Louis was never the type to ask for alone time
Despite that being how he’d recharge— confiding in you about how much fun he had alone whenever he got too overwhelmed, still he was never one to go out of his way to stop a hangout
Cracking his room open -slowly- there laid a sleeping Louis
Long limbs poking from out the blanket
face covered by lengthy hair spilling all around-only his tall nose peeking through the strands that danced with the fan overhead
His faint movement caused from the glow spilling through the open door–highlighting his still figure
Stepping in- you left it ajar to see enough
Louis looked exhausted, overworked. Sleeping peacefully yet you noticed the deep heaving of his chest
Carefully lifting the sheets to not disturb, you laid beside him
burying your face in his broad chest
his skin felt warm from the covers. Immediately you enveloped him—pecking his full cheeks softly till he woke
“Baby?”
His voice was hoarse. dry from sleep, doe eyes drowsily staring down at you
As if second nature, he returned the hug
Nuzzling his face to the crook of your neck
For a moment he only breathed silently against it—your familiar scent filling him abundantly
Then you spoke over his ear
“What’s wrong Lou? You’ve been locked in here all day–no calls–no texts”
A deep sigh escaped Louis —as if that was a loaded question
“Nothings wrong…I’m just. tired” his arms tightened desperately. Needing your comfort more than anything. So you gave him that, not questioning any further. You knew it was from his packed schedule, and freshly entering high school where majority students spoke Korean, a language he sometimes struggled with.
Soothingly—your fingers threaded through his silky hair, earning a gentle sigh from him that tickled your nape, immediately you felt his shoulders drop—melting against your touch, his eyes closed back up
Louis’s heavy hand laid against your back
Tracing gentle circles to it in return that caused you goosebumps
“Sorry I ignored you today… love you—needed you here.”
Brushing his black locks away, you tucked them behind his ear lovingly, watching his relaxed side profile
“Don’t worry—I’m here now. next time tell me”
Louis hummed back a ‘yes’
You raised the hoodie’s hood over his head to keep him warmer
he looked much more youthful now with you helping him unwind, completely intertwined over you, so much so that he let his legs cover yours—bed frame creaking at the applied pressure
“Lou, babe—you’re heavy” you half joked, seriously, his legs weighed on yours
Uncaring, he pecked your neck, chuckling. His legs never budged, draping. Loving your presence, loving to smother you, needing it to anchor him in the moment
“You’re the one who offered cuddles—I’m just accepting them, all of it”
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The day ended with both spooning in comfy pajamas—gentle touches—adorable pecks—and heart filled stares between you before drifting off in each others embrace
¡Bonus if you reached the end! (You woke him up with kisses the next day, undoubtedly making his day better when his cheeks flushed—hiding cutely against your hair in embarrassment…later though he returned them with a huge grin)
