Your smile was wide as soon as Moonbin joined you in the dressing room, catching sight of you adjusting your tie. You didn’t quite know where to look as his shy eyes studied you dressed ready to appear with your uniform on.
“Can you believe that this is our first appearance together?” Moonbin asked you with a wide smile, “I feel like I need someone to just pinch me for a moment to make sure this is real.”
It had all felt like a bit of a dream for Moonbin until the two of you pulled up at the broadcast station. For months he had been keen to appear on something with you, to be able to show off your relationship, and at last the opportunity had come for you both.
Whilst Moonbin was full of confidence, you were a little bit nervous. You didn’t want to mess up, knowing how much the show loved having Moonbin on the last thing you wanted to do was stumble and cause a mess.
Even whilst the two of you were getting ready, Moonbin could tell that you were getting nervy. Every time that he caught your eye, he reassured you, knowing that between the two of you, you were going to make for a great show.
“Are you ready to head down to set?” Moonbin asked as you stood back from the mirror.
Your head nodded slowly in reply, “we can’t stay here forever, as nice as that may be.”
Moonbin’s head shook as he took a hold of your hand, “we’ll be alright, I’m right by your side so nothing can go wrong, right?”
You weakly smiled in Moonbin’s direction as you walked onto set. After a couple of minutes waiting, you were told it was time for you to go in, with Moonbin pushing up the door to plenty of cheers, guiding you across to behind the desk that was waiting for you both.
“Hello,” Moonbin waved once the two of you were still, “I’m Moonbin and I come from the school of I know you’ve all been waiting for me to come back to you again.”
“And I’m Y/N and I come from the school of I have nothing to promote I’m just hear for the fee and an appearance with Moonbin.”
Everyone in the room knew that the two of you were together, which quickly led to plenty of teasing from Soogeun especially. You weren’t surprised, as plenty of questions came, wanting to know how the two of you met and what your relationship was like together.
“I’m interested to know if Moonbin has any bad habits,” Kyunghoon spoke up in the middle of your conversation, “I mean no idol can be faultless, can they?”
Your head nodded in agreement with him, “I think if I shared with you Moonbin’s bad habits I would probably end up sleeping on the couch tonight.”
“That’s because I don’t have any bad habits,” Moonbin joked, “I’m the perfect idol.”
Your eyes rolled as they all began to tease your reactions, beginning to figure out exactly how much the two of you enjoyed winding each other up. The smiles on your faces let everyone know that you were joking, chuckling away to yourselves.
The laughter continued throughout the reads of your profiles before Moonbin stayed at the desk and you replaced Youngcheol at the front of the classroom. Moonbin picked up his cue cards, looking around the room to make sure everyone was listening.
“Y/N recently surprised me, but what did she do to leave me stunned?” He asked the room, sending a knowing glance to you as you remembered what he had done.
“Did she make dinner for you for when you came home?” Hodong called out first, only for Moonbin to shake his head straight away in reply to him.
“I did something for him,” you added, “but the both of us aren’t the best in the kitchen really.”
“Maybe give you a lift somewhere?” Janghoon suggested from the back of the room, “when you’re an idol you constantly have to travel to places.”
Once again, Moonbin’s head shook, “she didn’t give me a lift somewhere, but she did have to go somewhere for it.”
As a couple more suggestions were thrown around the room as everyone continued guessing. Slowly they were getting warmer, but they still weren’t quite able to get to the answer that Moonbin was looking for, leaving him with no choice but to give them a hint.
“It was something that she did whilst we were filming for our recent comeback,” he told them, “something that it always nice to get when you’re busy at work.”
“Did she pay you a compliment?” Heechul teased from the front of the room, “did Y/N maybe say that you looked nice for once.”
The corners of Moonbin’s smile turned up, but still his head shook. “Luckily for me, Y/N compliments me all the time, but this was something that I wasn’t expecting at all, she completely took me by surprise.”
“Maybe something to do with food?” Sangmin called out, “that’s nice on set.”
The expression on Moonbin’s face began to quickly give the game away with Jinho yelling out. “Did she send you a food or coffee truck whilst you were filming, or maybe surprise you by being in the truck too?”
“That’s it,” Moonbin proudly smiled, “Y/N ended up sending a coffee truck and all of the little things like the cup holders had photos of her and all of the members to make us smile.”
All eyes were on you as you shyly sunk down in your seat as everyone agreed how kind that was for you to do before allowing Moonbin to move onto his next question about you.
“As you know, Sanha and I recently returned with new music, but what did Y/N do to help us out?” He asked the room, watching as you sunk further down.
“Did she help dress the two of you?” Janghoon questioned, raising his arm into the air, only for Moonbin’s head to shake.
Your head shook too as you easily recalled what it was that you had done, trying your best not to just shout and end up spoiling the game.
“Did she move out and let you and Sanha live together whilst you worked?” Soogeun joked, “maybe she slept on the sofa for a while.”
Moonbin chuckled, but again shook in his head. “I would definitely be in a whole world of trouble if I made Y/N move out and replaced her with Sanha.”
You nodded in agreement with him, “if there’s one person I don’t want to be replaced with, then it’s definitely Sanha.”
“Did she maybe help you choreograph?” Hodong then suddenly called out, surprising himself when Moonbin let him know that he’d got the right answer.
You turned around and offered a high five out to Hodong, “I’m glad you look at me and think that I’m someone who can dance Hodong.”
“It surprised me and Sanha too,” Moonbin laughed from behind the desk. “We thought Y/N was joking at first but then when she showed us the move that she had come up with, it seemed to fit the routine perfectly.”
For the rest of the episode, you ran through your questions before playing a game, bringing the day to an end with the two of you back in your dressing room.
Your smiles were both wide as you threw yourselves down on the sofa, “I told you that had no reason to be nervous today, didn’t I?”
“I didn’t think it would be that much fun,” you acknowledged, “but I definitely wouldn’t have been able to do that without you there.”
“It went perfectly because the two of us were together.”
summary: after being assumed to be a dodgy fan as you try to support your boyfriend at a show, he can’t help but feel frustrated at what goes on
“What’s going on?” Moonbin asked as he walked down to the entrance of the arena, noticing you stood behind several members of staff, a shy smile on your face, relieved that Moonbin had managed to get to you.
You stayed quiet as the members of staff fumbled in front of Moonbin, surprised to see him stood in front of them. Your heart was racing after spending several minutes trying to defend yourself, only to get absolutely nowhere.
“This fan is trying to tell us that they’re your girlfriend,” one of them spoke up after arguing amongst themselves about who would talk to Moonbin. “We’re trying to get them to go away, but they’re not listening.”
“That’s because this fan is my girlfriend.” Moobin stated.
Their faces dropped as Moonbin held his hand out, beckoning you across. You slid between the arena staff members and took Moonbin’s hand, allowing him to pull you away before anything else was said, not even giving them the chance to apologise to you both.
“Are you alright?” He asked as soon as they were all out of earshot, moving his arm so that it wrapped around you properly. “I’m sorry that I didn’t see what was going on earlier.”
Your head instinctively rested against Moonbin’s shoulder as it shook, “thank you for coming to help me, they weren’t going to let me through, no matter how many things I showed them to proof it.”
“It’s so irritating when they do that,” Moonbin huffed, “they say at these places that they’ll do the best to keep us safe, but they treat you like this.”
You had lost count of how many questions had been fired your way, with plenty of doubt in most of them too. If it wasn’t for Moonbin seeing your texts, you were sure that you would spend the concert stood outside in the cold.
“I’ll make this up to you,” he promised you suddenly, “I should have come and met you at the door and then this wouldn’t have happened, I shouldn’t have presumed that they’d just let you through so easily.”
Your head shook straight away in reply to him, “you can’t blame yourself for this happening, they obviously had it made up in their minds that you were single or something. I bet plenty of fans try it.”
“I told our managers to keep an eye out for you,” Moonbin huffed, rolling his eyes.
Your hand rested over his as you listened to the frustration and irritation in his voice. It wasn’t the first time someone had doubted you, and you were absolutely sure that it wouldn’t be the last time either.
“How about we just move on?” You suggested, “you’ve got a show to prepare for, and thankfully I’m here at last to be able to watch the show too.”
“I’m still making this up to you,” Moonbin vowed, “what they did wasn’t alright.”
“I’m alright,” you assured him, “I’m just excited to watch you now.”
Despite not being the tallest in stature, that didn’t stop Moonbin from bundling you up quite a lot of the time when he was affectionate with you, wanting to hold you as close to him as he possibly could against his chest.
B ⇴ BOYS
Seeing how much Moonbin gushed about you was all that the boys needed to know that they were going to get along with you. Even before they met you, they just knew that you were going to hit it off like a house on fire, with those thoughts only being confirmed when they finally got the chance to meet you.
C ⇴ COMFORT
He hated to see you upset, Moonbin’s mood would drop as soon as he saw that yours was low. Whenever he saw that you needed comforting, he would be by your side and holding you, either stopping at that, or listening if you felt like you were ready to talk to him about what was on your mind.
D ⇴ DOMESTICATED
Although he wasn’t the most domesticated person in the world, Moonbin always tried whenever he was around you, often learning as he went. He didn’t want you to do everything and so he followed you around for a while when you first moved in together, and then as time went on, he found himself able to do more jobs without your help, surprising you quite a lot of the time by doing a job you had intended to do.
E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT
He wanted to show off when it came to proposing to you, to prove to you that marrying him would be worth it, and nothing could do that for Moonbin quite like performing could. He had a routine prepared especially for you to be able to impress you, hoping that you’d think that that was the only surprise, before surprising you further by getting down on one knee in front of you once he had finished dancing.
F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING
Moonbin’s favourite thing about being with you was how much you laughed to laugh, which had him laughing a lot of the time too, collapsing onto the floor with a stitch on the rare occasion too. The two of you had pretty similar senses of humour which meant that you almost always had something that the two of you would find yourselves giggling about, which sometimes others wouldn’t find funny at all.
G ⇴ GOING OUT
Between going out and staying in, the two of you definitely preferred being in and being able to do nothing. Dressing up for events and having to pretend to smile when fancy people spoke to you wasn’t something either of you loved, instead you enjoyed laying out on your sofa and lazily watching the television.
H ⇴ HONEYMOON
The majority of the planning for your honeymoon was done by you, under Moonbin’s instructions. Having seen you sacrifice so many trips and adventures with him because of his work schedule, Moonbin wanted to try and make up for as much of that as possible by letting you do what you wanted on your honeymoon.
I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”
Nothing meant as much in Moonbin’s opinion then telling you that he loved you. Even if at times it turned him incredibly shy, he would still pluck up enough confidence to be able to say it to you, to let you hear how much he meant it in his voice, and often see how much he meant it too by the colour in his cheeks.
J ⇴ JEALOUSY
Whenever anyone made him jealous, Moonbin’s face would be a giveaway, not just to you but all of those around him who knew him well enough too. He just wouldn’t be able to keep his expression straight, staring across at the person who was bothering you until they went away. Once they were gone and you began to tease him, Moonbin would refuse to acknowledge that he was jealous, but you’d always know from the look.
K ⇴ KIDS
Both of you knew that kids were something that you wanted, but also not until a little while into the future too. You had plenty of time ahead of you for settling down, and although the two of you married quite young, you knew that the timing was right, which you hoped would be the same for having children too.
L ⇴ LAZY DAYS
The two of you loved to spend your lazy days on the sofa doing as little as possible. Quite a lot of the time the two of you would play games, competing against each other for stupid things, like who would get up to get snacks, or who would be able to wrap the thicker duvet around themselves. Even though your day was supposed to be lazy, you often couldn’t help but still make a bit of a challenge out of it.
M ⇴ MORNINGS
Both of you were pretty rubbish at waking up in the mornings, and often influenced one another too. If Moonbin needed to be the first one up, you’d try and pin him down to the bed for just five more minutes, knowing that whenever you needed to be the first one up, he’d do exactly the same to you.
N ⇴ NIGHTS
The two of you loved to take the nights nice and slowly, you worked at a snail’s pace for most of the night as you wound down and got yourselves ready for bed, enjoying not having to rush around for a little while.
O ⇴ OBSESSION
Moonbin was obsessed with your personality, you had so many qualities which he adored about you. If someone had asked him to write down all of the things in a partner, you’d be very close to ticking all of the boxes.
P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS
The moments that meant the most to Moonbin were the times when you were simply together in the comfort of your own home. He loved doing nothing with you and escaping from the chaos that often came from his busy schedule, knowing that he could always rely on you to distract him from work for a while.
Q ⇴ QUESTIONS
He was very observant of you, if Moonbin sensed that something wasn’t quite right with you then he would ask how you were straight away, and if he felt as if you were lying, then he would give you an extra nudge to open up.
R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS
Each year Moonbin loved to be traditional with his gifts to you for your anniversary. For every year that passed, he made sure to buy you a gift that was made of the material that symbolised the number of years that the two of you had been together so that you had a gift that was meaningful every single year.
S ⇴ SILENCE
The two of you were both more than happy being in your own bubbles from time to time and working alone, you were human after all and couldn’t talk constantly to one another. You both knew that when you were ready to talk, the other was there, and that was the most important thing to both of you.
T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS
Moonbin’s biggest trick for making your marriage work was simply to take an interest. You never felt as if Moonbin wasn’t engaged when you spoke to him, he made sure to listen to everything that you had to say.
U ⇴ UPSET
His heart broke whenever Moonbin saw that you were upset, nothing else mattered to him during those times other than getting you to smile again.
V ⇴ VISITS
Just like you loved to visit him at work, Moonbin loved to visit you too and see you in your world. He was fascinated by your job and paid a lot of attention to the things that you told him about it, making the most of seeing it for himself.
W ⇴ WISH LIST
The only thing that Moonbin continued to wish for was the two of you staying as a couple, that was by far what meant the most to him.
X ⇴ XXXX
Kisses were very simple things from Moonbin, he loved to just kiss you without overthinking things too much. Sometimes he’d kiss you, sometimes surprise you, sometimes push you for more, he did whatever felt right.
Y ⇴ YOU
You were his number one, there was no one more important to Moonbin than you.
Z ⇴ ZZZ
In the blink of an eye, you often watch Moonbin fall asleep. One moment he’ll be wide awake and talking to you, the next he’ll be fast asleep as he struggles to keep his eyes open with his day catching up on him.
A sigh of relief came from you as you finally walked into your home, running your hands through your hair as you finally pulled the hairband that you wore out. As you looked up, you were surprised by the dim lighting in the room, walking through across to the living room where you found Moonbin sat down on the sofa.
You were surprised by the quiet, looking around to see the empty baby carrier down besides the television unit. Moobin smiled across at you, tapping the free spot beside him on the sofa, inviting you across to him.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you walked around, settling against his chest as he lifted his arm up, pulling you tightly into his side with a kiss against the top of your head.
“What’s going on?” You asked him, “where’s Y/D/N?” You quizzed, noticing how tidy the room was, without a single baby item in sight, “has something happened?”
“Everything is fine,” Moonbin quickly reassured you, “I thought that I would put Y/D/N to bed so that you didn’t have to worry about doing it when you got home, you sounded pretty exhausted when I spoke to you on the phone earlier.”
Your eyes lit up, turning around to face him with your hand pressed against his chest, “did you really do that? She’s usually such hard work to put down at night too, you shouldn’t have had to do that all by yourself love.”
“I didn’t mind, after about an hour I managed to get her down, hopefully for the night.”
“I’m sorry that I wasn’t here to help, it’s just been so chaotic at work, I’ve been snowed under.”
His head shook back across at you, although it had been a little different for him doing the night routine without you there, she soon seemed to work with Moonbin to get to sleep.
“That wasn’t the only thing that I sorted out whilst you were at work,” Moonbin continued to smile across at you, “if you go in the kitchen, you might find some food on the side as well.”
Your eyes went wide in surprise, leaning forward to press against the tip of Moonbin’s nose. “I don’t even know what to say to you anymore Moonbin, you just keep going above and beyond for me. Have you eaten; do you want to share my meal?”
“Mine is in there too, I thought I’d wait and eat with you.”
You carefully shuffled away from Moonbin, standing up from the sofa. “You got in from work ages ago, you must have been starving Moonbin, next time don’t wait for me, you’ve got to care of yourself too, not just Y/D/N and I.”
He nodded in reply to you as you made your way into the kitchen, noticing two plates of salad on the counter. You walked across, grabbing some cutlery from the drawer before carrying the plates into the kitchen. Moonbin pulled the coffee table across to the sofa so that the two of you had somewhere to rest, pulling the cushions up to make you comfortable.
He stretched forwards, taking his plate from you, “I had a bit of a snack whilst waiting for Y/D/N to go to sleep, my stomach hasn’t even rumbled whilst waiting for you to come home.”
“Is there anything I can get for you before we eat?” You asked him, “you’ve done enough for me, surely there’s got to be something that I can do for you in return.”
“You can relax,” Moonbin laughed, pressing a kiss against your cheek, “Y/D/N is asleep, your shift has finished for the day, so now you can sit down and take a breath, and enjoy being at home with me as well.”
You did as Moonbin said, settling back against the cushions of the sofa whilst beginning to tuck into your dinner. Whilst it wasn’t the most extravagant meal, it was perfect for what you needed, and the intention behind it was more than enough for you too.
“So, seeing as you’ve got nothing to do all night, because I’ve sorted it all, I was thinking that we could maybe spend the evening down here and we could watch a movie,” Moonbin proposed, “and maybe you can tell me why you’re having to work so late, and then let me decide if there’s anything that I can do to help.”
“You’ve done enough to help me,” you quickly whipped in reply, smiling across at him whilst wiping the dressing off of his chin, “but I have to say, a movie does sound pretty fun.”
Moonbin nodded back at you, placing his plate down for a moment whilst he turned the television on. “Seeing as you’ve had a tough day, I’ll let you decide, but if you choose a soppy movie then I will end up leaving you to watch it alone.”
Once you had finished your dinner, you began to browse through the channels, watching Moonbin’s expression change with every title to see what appealed to him.
“If you choose horror, I hope you’re prepared for a screaming baby upstairs at any moment,” he warned you as you began to browse that particular genre. “Do you remember how loud she sobbed when we tried to watch The Conjuring.”
“You’re right, maybe something a bit more light-hearted would be better.”
Moonbin agreed as he stood up from the sofa, picking up your two empty plates. “Whilst you find a movie, I’ll clear these, and I’m sure if I have a look around the cupboards, I’ll be able to find a packet of sweets somewhere, even if we have to steal some of Y/D/N’s.”
“I’ll do it, I need to do something Moonbin.”
His head shook from the doorway, “you don’t need to do anything, I’m taking care of you tonight, all that you need to do is sit down and relax like I told you to.”
You did as he said, finding a movie you would both enjoy just as he returned to the room. “I was thinking of a comedy, I could do with a bit of a laugh tonight.”
“As long as you don’t laugh loud enough to wake Y/D/N, a comedy sounds perfect.”
Whilst you loaded the movie, Moonbin moved around the room, grabbing the rest of the cushions and blankets that you owned, throwing them onto the sofa with you. He pushed the table back before sitting down beside you, placing a packet of sweets in between you both.
“Next time we go to a shop, remind me that we need to buy a new packet of gummy sweets for Y/D/N, these were the only ones that I could find in there.”
As you settled into Moonbin’s side, your head nodded, finally allowing yourself to relax after the pressures of your long day.
“And if you fall asleep, I promise that I’ll carry you to bed like I did for Y/D/N,” Moonbin teased as you laid against his shoulder.
“I promise that I won’t fall asleep, I can last through a movie.”
Moonbin glanced questionably across at you, “don’t worry if you can’t, I’ll take care of you. It’s been a long day for you, I’m just glad that I could make life a little bit easier for you once you got home.”
“Thank you for such a cute welcome home,” you smiled in reply to him.
Moonbin is incredibly warm-hearted, he loves to take care of you with his affection and keep you well looked after. Whatever you need, he does, he follows your lead to make sure his affection can be as supportive as possible.
B ⇴ BUMP
He often finds himself running away ahead of the future, and when he does, Moonbin loves to chat to your bump about all the things that he wants to do with them in the future. Even though your baby has absolutely no idea what is going on, you always make a note of the things that Moonbin says so that he can tell your baby about it again in the future.
C ⇴ CRAVINGS
Whenever you’re craving, Moonbin is always more than happy to get you whatever you need. Although he might give off a look that looks a little frustrated when you first make your request, one glance at your bump is enough to remind Moonbin that you need his help, and soon after the expression on his face changes too.
D ⇴ DUE DATE
He’s surprisingly relaxed about your due date, with everything under control he doesn’t see any reason for either of you to panic. Of course, he’s nervous for your baby to arrive and for his life to adjust, but it was inevitable now and something that he had to prepare for. As for your due date itself, Moonbin knew that he was going to support you whenever you gave birth, whether it was on the exact date or not.
E ⇴ EMOTIONS
You often caught Moonbin in his own little world in a mixture of excitement and nerves. Although becoming a father felt a little daunting to him at times, he also couldn’t wait to have a life that relied on him, that he would be able to pass all of his knowledge down to that his father gave to him too. The one thing he did was always look forward, every time he was in his bubble, it always included his child now too.
F ⇴ FAMILY
Both of you were incredibly lucky to have very excited members of your families to welcome your new little arrival into your respective groups. The two of you only ever had to call and someone would be round to help you, whether it was a ride to an appointment, a food shop, or help building something together in your nursery, they were all only ever happy to help you both out and make life easier for you specifically.
G ⇴ GENDER
Finding out the gender of your baby was one of the things that Moonbin looked forward to the most, and luckily for you, there was absolutely no way that he was going to wait to find out, which you also wanted to do too. The morning before you found out the gender, Moonbin was an energetic ball of excitement and nerves.
H ⇴ HEARTBEAT
Whenever heard the beat of your baby’s heart it always made Moonbin quite emotional. Although he liked to be quite masculine most of the time and give off a strong persona, your baby was the one chink in his tough armour that would cause his eyes to water whenever they let him know that they were growing healthily.
I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”
Every single day Moonbin would make sure to remind you that he loved you and appreciated the job your body was doing, and if he didn’t, he would be very hard on himself. He hated feeling helpless quite often whilst you were pregnant, and so if he didn’t give you a message of support and love at least once a day he’d get very frustrated.
J ⇴ JEALOUSY
If anyone tried to make Moonbin jealous about your pregnancy, he wouldn’t hold himself back from giving a comment back in return. His harshness would quite often startle people, even if he did feel bad for it afterwards because he could never stay mad at anyone. There was no way he was going to let anyone try and make him jealous when he was so excited to start a family with you and have a baby of his own.
K ⇴ KICKS
Feeling kicks always left Moonbin feeling very excited for your arrival, his heart would often quicken in pace from the adrenaline that particularly powerful kicks gave him. He would turn incredibly soft too whenever he felt a kick, clinging his arm around your bump and giving you an extra tight squeeze too.
L ⇴ LABOUR
Moonbin barely let you out of his hold whilst you were in labour, making absolutely sure that you knew that he was right by your side. At times the grip that you had on his hand was even a lot for him, but the pain he felt was nothing compared to what you were going through. Even though you would encourage him to rest too and not spend the entire time worrying about you, Moonbin refused to do anything different.
M ⇴ MORNING SICKNESS
He would always keep his arm firmly around your waist whenever you were throwing up in the mornings to stop you from shuffling around. When he sensed you were coming to an end, he would run it along your waist to make sure that you had everything up, so you didn’t have to dash back for a second time.
N ⇴ NURSERY
Decorating your nursery was a job that Moonbin loved, it was rare for him to get busy building, but the furniture that you had bought for the room was the perfect chance for him to show off to you how strong he was.
O ⇴ OBSESSION
Moonbin was obsessed with you, he just couldn’t believe how lucky he was to start a family with you and settled down. His heart was often overwhelmed with a lot of love, even if he didn’t always know the best way to show you that.
P ⇴ POST BIRTH
You were barely allowed to move for the first couple of days after you gave birth to your baby as Moonbin didn’t want to risk you causing your body any harm or suffering. He was incredibly gentle around both you and your baby too, not wanting to risk being the reason that you were hurt at any point either.
Q ⇴ QUESTIONS
Whenever you told Moonbin that you were fine, the worrier in him would often push you once again just to make sure that you were being completely honest with him, not wanting for you to bottle up anything from him.
R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS
The sentimental side of Moonbin wanted to remember as much of your pregnancy as possible, and so he decided to create a little scrapbook for the memories that you had made across the nine months that you’d be able to look back on over years to come. Moonbin made sure to save as much as he possibly could so that he had as many memories as possible stored up to be able to look over with your baby too.
S ⇴ SCANS
There was no way that Moonbin could ever throw away one of your scan photos when you got a new one, he loved to save all of them and make sure that they had a dedicated page in his scrapbook. Even if you had multiple copies of the same photo, Moonbin would keep a hold of both of them safely.
T ⇴ TEST
It was overwhelming for both of you when your test came back positive after feeling unwell for a few days, the news took a little while to sink in for you both but eventually you began to realise that it really was happening.
U ⇴ ULTRASOUND
Moonbin would always be there for you, there was no way that he would leave you to go through anything related to your pregnancy all alone.
V ⇴ VISITS
He couldn’t wait to invite everyone over and introduce them to your little one. It was one of the moments that he looked forward to the most and wanted it to happen sooner rather than later as well.
W ⇴ WAITING
There were quite often short bursts of impatience from Moonbin whenever he found himself thinking about your baby too much.
X ⇴ XXXX
Every kiss from Moonbin was always reassuring, he wanted to make sure that you knew he was right by your side, especially when you were feeling particularly unwell on certain days, or your sickness was playing up.
Y ⇴ YOU
You were his best friend, Moonbin couldn’t wait for forever with you.
Z ⇴ ZZZ
He would always cuddle you in his arms as you had opened up to him even before you fell pregnant how safe you felt in them. Now more than ever Moonbin knew you needed him, especially at night, so his arms would always be open.
A/N: An impromptu Easter Madness collab between @prettywordsyouleft & myself. I hope you enjoy our little dip into the Easter celebrations.
You can find @prettywordsyouleft piece here.
You were beyond excited when you walked into your apartment that afternoon, arms overflowing with chocolates and decorations for the upcoming holiday. Most people you knew adored Christmas time, but not you. Easter was your favourite. Something about spending time with your loved ones, gifting and eating chocolate until your stomachs exploded seemed like fun.
It was something you had always done growing up. Every year you would gift your family and friends a chocolate bunny or egg, and sneakily brought an abundance for yourself too. It brought a smile to your face to see their excitement at receiving a gift, that you never thought twice about doing the same for your boyfriend.
Walking into the apartment that the two of you shared, you struggled to place the confectionaries on the kitchen bench as Moonbin sat side-eying you on the couch.
“What is all that?”
“Easter presents!”
“Aren’t presents usually something done at Christmas?” He questioned, as you heard movement from behind you as he left his spot on the couch to come and inspect the items.
“Not to me. I love giving presents at Easter too. Here, this is yours.”
You had dived into the bag of assorted chocolates, pulling out a large chocolate bunny and handing it to Moonbin, a large smile plastered on your face in anticipation, waiting for his response.
“Happy Easter. I chose the largest bunny for you. I hope you enjoy it.”
He took the bunny that you all but shoved towards him from your hands and looked at it as if it had grown two heads. Moonbin rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly, his eyes looking from the bunny to you, seemingly lost for words.
It was safe to say that it wasn’t the response you were hoping for.
“Uh, thanks.”
“You don’t look pleased. Do you not like it?” Your brows furrowed in confusion as he stood there still struggling for words.
“It’s not that I don’t like it. I just don’t eat chocolate.”
“Pardon? Did I just hear you correctly? You..”
“Don’t like chocolate. Yep. You heard right.”
“How does someone not like chocolate? How did I not know this about you already?”
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. How did you not know he didn’t eat chocolate? How could he not like it? You had a large sweet tooth and you couldn’t imagine someone not liking the confectionary as much as most people you knew did.
“Y/N, its just chocolate. It’s not the end of the world. I do appreciate the gesture though.” Moonbin rushed out quickly, following you towards the couch he had just vacated as you plopped down heavily onto it, trying to figure out the logic in this situation.
“So you don’t even eat chocolate candy bars?”
He shook his head.
“What about chocolate cake? Or even hot chocolate?!”
Again he shook his head.
It had you completely taken back. You’d never met anyone who didn’t like chocolate, and you had no idea how to process this information.
“Y/N, it’s not a big deal.” He tried to comfort you, rubbing your thigh gently in reassurance, seeing the look of horror on your face as you thought over what he was telling you.
“It is a big deal. I love chocolate. How can I eat it if you don’t eat it?”
You turned to face him, panic written all over your face at the thought of scoffing back on your stack of chocolates waiting for you in the kitchen.
“You can still eat it. Look at it this way. There will be more chocolate for you if I don’t eat any.”
You could tell he thought that was what you were wanting to hear, but instead it made you feel worse.
“I.. that wouldn’t be fair on you.”
‘Believe me its very fair. You can eat as much as you like, honest.”
You turned to look at him sceptically, still unable to believe what was happening.
“But why don’t you like chocolate?” Huffing out a frustrated breath of air as you placed your hands on his shoulders, slightly shaking him.
“You really won’t let it go, will you?” Moonbin chuckled, his hands rubbing at yours gently as his head fell backwards exasperatedly.
“No.”
“I’ve just never liked it. We don’t have to like all the same things to be together Y/N.”
“I know that. I just. It’s chocolate Bin.”
Moonbin stilled in his movements, his demeanour changing as his eyes washed over you.
“Some would say I’m already sweet enough, that I wouldn’t have to eat any chocolate. I’ve got my own you see.”
“What?” You blurted out, laughing, becoming slightly worried as his eyes turned playful. He moved closer towards you, pushing you further into the couch as he hovered over you.
“I’ve got my own chocolate abs. You don’t need any bunnies Y/N.”
He lifted his shirt with one hand, showing off the very abs he spoke of. You couldn’t help yourself as your gaze travelled to his torso, your hand going to brush against it briefly before laughing out earnestly and pushing him back.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Well you love chocolate. It explains why you love me, right?”
You rolled your eyes as he continued to tease you, following you back into the kitchen.
“I think I’ll stick to my chocolate bunnies. They seem much safer than your chocolate.”
“Oh I don’t know. I think mine is more fun, wouldn’t you agree?”
Moonbin came up behind you, wrapping his arms around you lovingly, as he rested his head on your shoulder peering at the chocolate on the bench.
“I guess chocolate isn’t for everybody.” You resigned, trying to avoid the question.
“Not every bunny likes chocolate, but I’m lucky you do. You can have my chocolate anytime Y/N.”
“Oh my god! Stop it! Or I’ll swear off chocolate completely!” You wriggled out of his grasp quickly, scoffing at his bluntness.
“Aha! So you admit I have chocolate abs!”
“Really?”
“You couldn’t do it. You love chocolate too much. And you love me.”
“You’re lucky I do.”
“I love you too,” Moonbin admitted, scooping you up in his arms as he kissed your lips softly “Oh sweet, just like chocolate.”
“I thought you didn’t like chocolate?” You pulled away, questioning him.
“I think I could get used to it this way.” He ran his finger along your lips lightly, his eyes disappearing as the smile grew on his face.
You pushed him playfully, shaking your head in disbelief.
Next year you would forgo the chocolate bunny. It seemed you had enough sickeningly sweet at home to keep you occupied.
genre: suggestive romantic stuff, with a tiny bit of angst
pairing: tattooist!moonbin x reader.
warnings: none ? just a minimal language, and kinda heavy making out... yeah
- summary: sanha, the well known skater, had an older brother. and maybe his best friend y/n was too in love to proper think.
a/n note: this is kinda long and emo, it's just my first time writing in this genre so hfjbfn sorry in advance. gender neutral, also for a special friend who encouraged me to post on her birthday. planning on do stuff for the other boys soon. :)
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[1:02AM]
putting a bit of effort into it you open your eyes, tired after waking up from what felt like a long nap.
your head still was unsettled, confused, looking around the place you found yourself at. by some point then you manage to recognize the living room and the nice sofa on which you were lying, such things from nothing less nothing more than the comfy, simple house of your best friend, sanha.
honestly no matter how much you tried to recall it on your mind, nothing reminded you of what could have happened for you to wake up there. despite how it was already one habit of yours to often visit this house where the tall, half black half blonde haired boy used to greet you in with his bubbly smile several times, and of course with his extra peculiar style, ripped pants, bandaids and chaotic printed t-shirts you always thought to be funny.
to be friends with a professional skater since high school days wasn't so bad, after all sanha was indeed one of a kind, such a mature and high spirited boy. he was such a nice goofball, always ready to talk about any topic, share taste on music or learn new things, the actual opposite of what people say about someone like him. sanha has always been an amazing friend, making you feel comfortable and your days a lot lighter every time you went to see him after dealing with responsibilities.
whether your short visits were to spend some time for both of you to help each other with things about studies or just when you missed spending time with him, you were already a common guest. for textbooks and notes purposes or for when it'd all turn into laughs, popcorn and your best friend's favorite games, or even in skate competitions he used to bring you with him at the square down street.
or else, when you'd also come to secretly see the black haired handsome man always on his casual clothes living there with your friend, who at the time he was home would stay sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes doing his works outside at the small desk near the garden, sometimes practicing sketches in his own room.
sanha introduced him as his older brother bin, who unlike him was a lover of all kinds of arts. whom you shouldn't pay so much attention to, but before your mind could go against it all of your thoughts were just as they ended up. constantly filled with him, with the need to see him everyday.
however now instead of going on trying to figure out any other possibilities to what could've brought you there, or even letting your thoughts wander over sanha's brother again, you hear calm footsteps approaching and immediately close your eyes, burying yourself on the sofa's recline. there you pretend to be still asleep, yet not understanding why your first reaction was like this, if it could be just your best friend.
for a few minutes the atmosphere remains monotonous, but soon enough turns tense as you feel someone come too close. two strong muscular arms embrace you carefully, bringing a sweet smell of shampoo you instantly could recognize so well. since the time when, in a game match with your best friend and his brother, both you and sanha attacked him with tickles for being the loser, as a form of punishment. you'd never forget it, for how it was your very first time hearing bin's boyish giggles, and touching his so silky, smooth hair, like a thin fabric tinted by the late night hues.
all of this together sent your heart pounding madly, already knowing who was there with you, especially when his jaw's downy skin brushes against your face for the proximity. at first he made a kind of awkward attempt to put you into his arms, in a position you could be carried comfortably. after one more try he gets to pick you up, and just when he easily manages to hold you firmly in bridal style, taking you off the couch like a light plush on his arms, nervousness started taking over you in silence as you couldn't assimilate where he planned to carry you to.
albeit a bit sudden at times and without much control of his own strength, except when you saw him drawing extremely detailed lines with his tattoo needle for customers at the studio he worked in, to where once sanha took you to bring him lunch, albeit he was too broad and intimidating, and his own homemade food didn’t always come out good for that little rough way of his no matter how hard he tried to do something thinking of you and sanha, albeit it all bin was always too gentle, too loving. it was so much whenever he'd open his mouth to talk with such sweetness and even a tiny bit of timidity to express his thoughts, even though how excellent he is with words, all of his little 'eh?'s when he'd be confused or cute neck scratches, you'd never believe he'd be a professional tattooist for years. he could normally work for all kinds of people, from madams to rockers, and do any type of drawings, from small daises to pretty complicated dragons and skulls. you'd have no clue of it if sanha didn't tell you, also about the fact bin always wanted to be a dancer, but because it was just the two of them and life tends to adapt itself according to necessities, he never thought about doing tattoos, yet casually came to work on it with time.
outside his job bin always took good care of his younger brother, though the troubles sanha would occasionally cause or how mischievous he could be even with him, and bin had to hit his head sometimes. all of his gestures were always docile, humble, treating you as if he was also a friend, and always being a real gentleman. not mentioning the countless times he had his crescent moons smile on up his eyes, just utterly enchanting.
all of this inevitably got you even more lovestruck, and your heart weak, no matter how hard you tried to muffle down those feelings. bin remained as the only man whose your mind and its daydreams for hours never grew tired of, the only one who gave new colors to your days. the more you knew him the more you were sure you couldn't be in any other way than hopelessly in love with him, too affected whenever he'd be around.
before you'd notice it you were thinking about this, about all you kept hidden inside for him. so you just settled yourself to forget what would be going on and let him believe you were really asleep, although in fact tension ran down your nape feeling his body's warmth, heat uncontrollably up your face while you leaned against his large chest.
after a few minutes of more footsteps sounds on stairs and doors opening through he carried you, bin stops at a certain point, slowly placing you carefully over another soft material, which you deduced to be of a bed.
you held yourself static, thinking he'd soon leave you there to rest and go, as you figured out sanha's brother probably would do so by his cordiality. nevertheless almost all at once you were simply taken aback when the male leaned on the bed, and slowly on top of you. his elbows and one knee supported him over, in such a way that made you too weak under his figure covering yours up, as if he was like a huge brown bear in charge. shivers hardened your shoulders, as you feel a heavier breath against your face.
"i know you're awake." he says softly, yet his characteristic boyish voice sounding way huskier than normally. you instantly open your eyes in disbelief over what you've heard, and just so your cheeks turns crimson, realizing how both of you were just few centimeters apart. his stunning almond eyes sparkled brightly into the room, dark and hooded while staring deeply at you. every one of his features on his manly face were lined on a serious expression, seeming concentrated, but almost fatal.
"bin.." all you could do was just mutter his name sheepishly over embarrassment, only to get a sigh from him in response. "shh..." his index finger lightly touches your mouth, tracing its tip to the corner of your lips, your hands starting to sweat cold just by the small contact with his digits.
bin then suddenly towered over you, without removing his intense brown irises from yours and rests his arms around your face, so his long fingers would now caress your hair. solely in this move his body quickly cornered you on the bed by his height. butterfly swarms rush into your stomach, as for a few minutes both of you kept quiet, staring intently at each other.
you swallowed hard. any trivial action like breathing now seemed dull, with him there so close to you as never. bin was like the definition of being drop dead gorgeous, every detail, every fiber of him exuded beauty, to almost seem unreal. through these few seconds watching him you couldn't keep your eyes from wandering, over each one of them. his thin, dainty rosy lips, which looked a little swollen, begging for another one's touches. black hair strands resembling the universe's dark matter hovering messy on his slightly sweaty forehead, and over his expressive frowned eyebrows. soft, milky skin which became a little more flushed as he stared at you, thick neck exposed by his t-shirt colar, wide shoulders covered by his cardigan tucked on his elbows.
oh everything about him was, so breathtaking.
although you couldn't understand why he was doing this, for how in your head you wondered why such an attractive man like him, who anyone would want to have, was there looking this way at someone so simple, still you couldn't hold back such things he made you feel. too many things screaming for you to let them out. and it was just the same for him.
"you know what.. damn it.." you heard bin break down the silence with a shaky whisper, and before you'd realize or question anything he placed your noses together in a soft brush and collided your lips with his eagerly, both of you sighing in the contact.
fear still was the main emotion taking over you, even though you closed your eyes right away and gave in to him, millions of beautiful sensations coursing through your veins at once. you simply didn't have any idea on how to act, what you should do in the first place all because of the frozen state his attitude caused, something you'd hardly come up with in your dreams by how far out of your reach you thought it'd be. however now you just put everything aside, gradually melting away with your knees getting weaker, as you felt bin kissing you in an irresistibly slow, delicate way.
not even through any of your deductions with yourself you'd imagine these little things which had your heart to almost explode now, that his nose would be so soft, and his lips would taste so sweet, velvety in their texture extremely hot and moist, pressing and moving gently as if they were massaging yours. easily you were found anesthetized, like one who reaches the ninth cloud. when they started to move more, just a bit hungrier between small sucks created by him and nibblings on your lower lip, you began to gradually further correspond them into the kiss, wherein he lets out quiet sounds, his pulsations so out of control and his cheeks burning red just as, or perhaps even more than you.
bin was still trying to not lose his composure. still trying to keep the feelings he had hidden for you from being all poured out at once, like a waterfall.
since the first time when sanha introduced you to him as his best friend, after he came home from a rough day at work. since then when you smiled saying your name and he could sense flowers blooming all over his chest, stealing the air on top of his lungs. to every time you locked eyes for too long or your hands accidentally touched his when you'd volunteer to help him in the kitchen. every little conversation, every time you patted his shoulders to encourage him when his brother would as well, never looking intimidated, like most people he knew.
he didn't want to show each drop of his honesty so fast in case you wouldn't flinch, but it was too hard when he had you there kissing him back, only the two of you in this moment, feeling you not repress him but otherwise, just wanting his touches as much as he's been longing for yours. he couldn't help but lose his mind more and more into each of your small actions. your hands timidly plugged on his waist, almost embracing it while his warm, long fingers intertwined with your hair strands, that somes mixed a little in his bangs, or your leg unconsciously poking his. in a way that without noticing bin tightened his arms more around you as well as the pressure of his chest, looking for more and more closure to you.
it didn't take long until the male would part his lips like a bud's petals, and so you shudder with his hot tongue there rubbing your lower lip, asking for entrance. you just give in not even being able to think through all the flustering this new sensation sent on you, and bin slowly deepened the kiss, making it fulfilled by all the so suffocated attachment you had for each other.
little by little his tongue slides in intertwining with yours, as the first thing hitting you was the fresh flavor of his chocolate mint cereal bar, which you were used to always see on bin's hands or pockets, and it just added an even better feeling through you explored his mouth. plenty more touches come up between the two of you so that the male, after staying still in the same position for a little while, suddenly slides one of his arms down. his huge veiny hand grips firmly and gives light squeezes on your side what caused you to jump a few times, running it down in a path of pure shivers to your hips, until he catches your hand still on his waist and without any previous warning pulls it in, under his shirt.
air immediately hitched on your throat out of shock, but bin was immersed, focused on only feeling you more. in the intervals his tongue's tip traced your mouth tilting his head for access, and when he brought it back so he'd press and gently suck your lips with his, the male kept the pace guiding your hand on his large back. slowly he also brought it down to the point of his firm, built up abdomen, which caused chills on himself, and moved your palm to make contact with the warmth of his absurdly soft, fragile bare skin inside the fabric. uncontrollable pulsations took over you the moment you get access to this new touch, your head in a fog of only bin.
this one was indeed a little different from the docile person you knew, with his contagious smile behind gloves and a tattoo needle you were so used to see. instead bin showed to be such an intense man, and why not say sexy, full of alluring gestures you didn't know how to handle, solemnly irresistible. over an impulse you make up a little of courage and start moving your hands by yourself, caressing and feeling his muscles, that have always been apparent on his manly athletic body, as each of his proportions under the shirt.
"god.." he suddenly said under his breath in a way sounding too sensual from his gracious, still husky voice among the kiss, melting completely in sensitivity and a cardiac mess because of you. bin then pressed a few more pecks a few more times on your lips, not wanting to pull away but doing so already for running out of air, through both of you parted trying to catch it.
yet you fail miserably, as soon as you see your best friend's brother face, completely flushed and breathless. his coffee colored eyes dripped fondness and loads of tiny stars all together, eyebrows pressed in such a lovely, affectionate expression you swore you never saw anything so endearing in your life. if it wasn't for another beat skipping your chest when you noticed a small amount of saliva, that you could clearly define as traces of the wonderful kiss of a few seconds ago, in the corner of his mouth.
as soon as he notices your widened eyes, bin's face changes and he cleans it by licking his lips seductively, as if he knew how much it affected you. the cardigan he wore falls from over his shoulders and he removes the cloth piece, dropping it on the floor. a small smile sprouted on his captivating features when he looks over at you watching him, as he lowered himself to your neck, putting his lips near your ear.
"keep going.." bin closed his eyelids, feeling the characteristic and comforting smell of fabric softener on your clothes. this smell which he always had on his memories from that day he shyly hugged you on your birthday, that now made him ask sweetly into whispers for your hands on him again, pressing more of his fine body and chest against yours.
his hips suddenly rolled down in a slow move, stimulating waves of electricity and adrenaline onto your stomach, your state now broke into sighs. you squeezed his waist slightly and involuntarily, moved by your latent feelings as he nuzzled against your neck, like a fluffy cat purring. bin was panting still heavily, sending incessant shivers down your spine.
"bin... you.. you're too much.." losing any lasting control over yourself you buried your face deeply on his shoulder and grabbed his huge biceps, letting out any first thing that would come out of your mind.
he smiled against your skin with a muffled chuckle, light and content for how cute you sounded to him, what got you even weaker as well as over the moisturizer perfume on his exposed collarbones by his shirt, before you went to fulfill his request. soon enough your palms were all over his muscular back once more, massaging them in up and down movements. bin took time to appreciate the feeling of having you into his arms, touching your hair, your nape, your lower back, or your cheeks where he decided to put gentle, tender kisses, that got you forgetting even more about the destination of your fingers under his shirt.
they ran all over his torso, sides, down to his beautiful abdomen once again to trace trembling patterns with your fingers under his stomach, running them up to reach the area of his chest, where you accidentally touch one of his nipples. bin stopped when he felt the stimulus, letting what sounded like a frustrated moan resonate in response, and you move your hands right away. yet you didn't expect him to feel so flustered to the point of, having his weight against you, to this time start distributing wet kisses, full of desire onto your neck and jaw.
in the middle of them bin took pauses where he sucked some of your skin to mark it slightly, or moistened each sensitive spot he left with the way too warm texture of his tongue. his hands also return to be entirely over you, one putting stronger, breath taking grips and squeezes on one side of yours as the other entered under the hem of your sweatshirt, his thumb touching your belly's area. each thing he did left you helplessly more and more of a mess for him, while his hips gave another roll once again in an enticing motion, causing you to feel an inevitable friction you tried to ignore but his moves only made it harder and harder, between his thighs wrapped tight by his jeans and yours pressed in the middle of his from jumping so much with his touches.
"sanha, saw you fell asleep, and asked me to take you to a room.. i went to see you and heard, you mutter my name.. saying that you wanted to have me..." for a moment, your eyes widen in realize, and finally you get how you were there.
your mind gets back remembering how sleepy you were before you'd come to see sanha, something which was again the result of another pulled night thinking about life, studies, and about bin constantly, about how incredible would it be if you had the courage to confess to him. but before you could even die of embarrassment for letting your dreams go too high right at your bestfriend's house, right next to him, bin slowly brings another trail of his warm kisses up your neck, eliciting quiet whimpers from you this time, especially when he stroked your waist skin inside your sweatshirt and reached for your earlobe, instantly capturing it in his mouth to suck on the small cartilage.
"do it now.. do whatever you want." you heard him confess with a bit of difficulty on his tone, for the much any response from you for now would mean to him. therefore he stopped, pulling away as he looked at you with sad traces, insecure.
bin needed to know about you, to get a reassurance from you, one more time of you expressing fully whether you were in love with him as much as he was with you to let yourself stay with him more, or if not, as hard as it could be he'd stop there, despite how reciprocal everything was from your side. he didn't want just a make out with you.
uncertainties still bothered him inside, through several sleepless nights spent on his room's desk among all his draft drawings and work notes, but thinking of the stupid, probably one sided attachment he developed for you, growing everyday because of how regularly he could see you. way too quickly you stole a space on his heart, bigger than the passion for art and colorful designs his job gave him. even when his needle did its work putting on pigment, when he found himself alone before a customer would come, he often wondered about what you'd feel, if you saw him only as your best friend's brother, if it'd be too risky to try and tell you what he felt.
there wasn’t one moment in 24 hours all of this didn't cross bin’s mind for once as the days went by, but he was too afraid of being rejected, to the point of thinking his brother could have much more chances with you. though he left all these things aside when he finally heard you demonstrating something for him as simple as saying his name on your sleep was, losing it all while he held you on his arms.
and so you knew you had to get all that fuss of feelings off your chest at once before the chance slipped from your hands. before you had no option but to go back to your routine of sinking in sighs about what could have been, wanting to be in his arms for a day, when you wanted it to be always.
taking a second to comprehend his eyes you raised your arms around the middle of his back to caringly engulf him on them. it caused bin to unhesitatingly lower himself again, resting his chin on your shoulder and hold onto your lower back, his heart rushing loudly, unsure by your action.
"i want what you want, love.." you confessed as well, still feverish for his previous caresses. then you just rested your face on his shoulder, and with all the sincerity within your heart you tightened your arms in a hug, trying to show your intention of making him feel exactly this, your simple embrace.
love.
as he heard you clearly when you hugged him, the moment you loosened the grip bin pulled his body a little away to look at you again. his serene, loving eyes flickered until they were deeply on yours, oceans overflowing with hope and anticipation into them. "did you say.. love?"
"yes, i.. always wanted to call you like that. can i?" your knees flutter with your own question, just by the idea of being able to call him as something that in so long would describe him so well for you.
bin, however, sighed till the bottom of his lungs, both now filled as everything within into a magical warmth, through every inch of his longing feelings were complete over his exhale. he wondered if he was dreaming, if this was finally the pure and graceful joy of touching clouds, or the lightness of blowing dandelions to the wind, of knowing that you felt the same, despite how he still couldn't believe it at all.
"you're so cute, i adore you so much y/n. if you say it like that, i'll be addicted to you.." the male's palm comes back to find itself cupping your cheeks, as his fingertips against your ear. once again you watch his fascinating gaze and face too close to yours, his irises, his lips to his shoulders, as if it turned into a new habit which would give you life. his voice sounds honeyed, like a blanket on winter, yet intimate, breathy.
almost as an immediate response you blinked repeatedly at the main three words on his first sentence, as of it didn't take long until you blushed violently trying to proccess everything, surprising bin while you placed your wrists at your nose's level to hide your face. you were now too caught up on a mixture of inexplicable waves of euphoria and emotions hitting you, too overwhelmed at all of these extremely heartfluttering things he just said so naturally. god, indeed he was too much to handle, but he still was your favorite.
"don't do this, fool! i adore you too.. a lot.." with your wrists still there your embarrassed expression only increase as you let out, but soon you moved them aside when the sound of his soothing laugh echoed into your ears. "wow.. i guess i'm the happiest fool now."
bin was smiling widely, grinning, perhaps in the most angelic, genuine way among all the days you've seen him do through routine. the crescent moons forming his beaming eyes harmonized as his lashes half closed with the curves on his lips up, giving room for two light dimples, forehead aligned with yours, emotions all over that you still couldn't read, as of relief and affection at the same time on his details. to hear him laughing in a tender and so spontaneous tone, his body seeming relaxed, comfortable, and to be a part of it almost like watching stars at midnight, all of this also made you smile along with him.
without being able to express too many feelings at once or what you'd like to say to him now you simply place your fingers against his face, the small, gelid earring on his ear, touching his bangs between them dearly, as if he'd be made of crystalline glass. another silence raised as you both kept looking at each other, like the night stopped passing around you, until bin draws another small smile and breaks the short distance again.
you took a deep breath, grabbing a certain spot on his shirt when you feel all the coziness of his thin lips pressing more kisses on different points of your face all slowly. on the area next to your nose where he placed the most of them, or on your mouth as he initiated another sweet, luscious round of lips on lips, pulling you closer and closer by your lower back, which seemed to be his best choice for a comfort zone.
but it doesn't take long for his attention to turn back to your neck, stopping to scan and softly trace his thumb on the small crimson hickeys he left there.
"some of them, look like tattoos... sorry, i.." bin whispered, trying to explain himself somehow embarrassed, but gets interrupted by you taking the initiative to hold on his back and get closer.
there you bury your face on his neck and kiss him gently, under his jaw to the beginning of his collarbones, as of every inch of his velvety skin flushed hot and sensitive in goosebumps where you explored. still being a bit taken aback bin shut his lashes and rested his cheeks now tinted in shades of pinkish hues against yours, disarmed by your suddenness. the more he felt your timid lips going so intimate on him, the more unrestrained beats and pantings had the best of him at that moment, bin no longer being able to maintain the same calm. you always had that power to leave him like that, definitely. the only one who ever did.
"there's something i always wanted.. but first tell me, if you want me by your side." one of his thick arms hug your waist, a barely audible moan escaping through he said out without thinking at all, just letting himself upon your guidance, locked on your touches.
the moment you proccess bin's words and what they'd mean your fingers slip from curling the silky strands at his nape, also leaving the curve of his shoulder where you planted more confident kisses, as if by magic your heart was sent on another unbalanced marathon. did he really ask it?
"of course.. of course i do." you answered his doubt with your whole chest, and it was all he ever waited to have you saying.
bin didn't know what exactly made him feel so lost on everything about you, wishing to stick to your side more and more. but he knew it was such a thing way too heavenly for him to not want to dive deep in. one drink, or a way too pure cup of water on thirsty times he'd last there appreciating till the last drop, a room wherein he'd feel better than in any other, or even a necklace he'd carry on himself everyday, a permanent tattoo.
any way it all should be, he wouldn't care. as of the moment he heard you a smile flourished across the corners of his lips again, and in a matter of minutes he held your sides pulling you with him as he sat back among the sheets, placing you onto him all too fastly and strongly in a way you had to look for support by putting your trembling palms on his chest.
you were left once more in a loss of words, swallowing hard over another wave of butterflies when you found yourself held sitting on his lap and facing him, through he gave you such a dangerously charming, sexy smirk, gaze so intense it almost knocked you dizzy like you never thought to be. yet less even would you imagine he'd strip off his t-shirt right in front of your eyes, and reveal his toned, absolutely perfect torso, all of his muscles there totally exposed from collarbones to his lower abdomen, where a black butterfly spreading its wings showed up printed on his skin at his side. bin just let your shocked eyes hover on the sight of his whole sculptural half naked body, before he'd glue your foreheads and squeeze your sides excitedly, also giving attention to your right thigh caressing and gripping it with his other hand through he adjusted you on his lap.
"everything i want is us, y/n..."
he couldn't wait to throw aside his stupid composure with you.
