Hey so I like your fics and you are a sweetheart ~ can I request a "quick, pretend to be my boyfriend fic" for Youngbin? Thank you 😍💕✊ 화이팅! 사랑해! 💕💕💕💕
A/N: Ahhhh thank you Anon!! Your sweet words give me a lot of motivation! I hope you enjoy~
Word count; 713!Genre: fluff, gender neutralWarnings: mentions of abusive ex, alcohol
Winter was one of those seasons. It’s cold, wet, but everyone is supposed to come together. The warmth is supposed to come from the heart, and from the people, you are with. And sure while this did happen, and you felt happy and warm in the company of your friends at the Christmas party, now you feel cold, annoyed and scared. You had the bad luck of running into your ex, in the middle of a somewhat empty street, at midnight. To add to the misfortune, he was drunk, absolutely wasted, and now following you shouting your name. You did your best to ignore him, it was his abusive insults and frequent alcoholism that caused you to end things with him. And you never looked back, nothing would change your mind to go back. His shouts quickly turned to insults, and they were bleeding with rage, forcing you to quicken your pace.
On the corner of the street, you spotted a small festive shop still lit up, a beacon of hope drawing you in. You dashed towards it, fear pushing you to rush in case the light was shut off. You opened the door with a little jingle, a boy perked his head up from behind the counter.
“Hi, sorry we’re-“ he spoke and stopped himself, noticing the pure fear permeating your entire figure. “Are you okay?”
You approached him with tears prickling at your eyes, the absolute relief you felt with someone in your presence- anyone that wasn’t your ex.
“Young- Youngbin” you started reading his name tag, your eyes staring straight into his worried ones “quick… pretend to be my boyfriend.” You said gesturing to your ex, who wobbled outside the door, staring death glares and shouting at you.
Youngbin nodded and swiftly ducked under the counter, resurfacing by your side. He wrapped his arms around you carefully and drew you in. His arms were strong, stronger than you expected from his soft face, but his embrace was warm and something to be longed for. He smiled at you, wiping the memory of your ex outside the door, and asked; “can I get a name first?”
“Y/N” you blushed- flustered at the realization that Youngbin was a complete stranger, but yet here he was saving you. He brought up one of his arms, dangling a piece of mistletoe between you, before slowly leaning in for a kiss. You readied yourself for a gentle peck, but Youngbin led the way, to a passionate kiss. His hands gently traced your back making sure you were still comfortable. At the sight of this, your ex stormed in, attempting to get between you. Youngbin pulled back and smile at you, unbothered by the staggering male.
“Hey asshole, Y/N is mine, so stop following them” he kept one arm around you protectively.
Whatever comeback your ex had, was gibberish.
“Come on babe, wait in the back, I’ll get rid of the trash and lock up. And you can stay at mine tonight- to make sure this stalker doesn’t follow you.”
You went to the back room as instructed, hoping Youngbin meant his words, but by the grip he had on your waist- you knew he did.
Youngbin led you, arm comfortably hanging on your shoulder. Your ex wobbled after you for a while, but realizing that Youngbin wasn’t leaving your side, he gave up. You wore his jacket, it was comfortable and it smelled good.
“I realize he’s gone but- I want to be selfish and keep you in my arms” Youngbin speaks breaking the silence, you blush and wrap your own arms around his waist burying yourself deeper into his embrace. He responds with a shy smile and a squeeze to your frame. Once you reach his house, you thank him and say you should leave. You offer to write down your number and take him out for coffee as thanks.
“How about I take you up on that offer now, but make it home movie and tea?”
“Sounds good”
You end up watching a cheesy Christmas romance movie, it’s not that it’s bad, but today’s events outshine the whole movie. Youngbin chats with you, learning more about each other, his arm still around your shoulders. Until you both fall asleep, cradled in each other’s arms.
Anon requested: hey hi! could you do a youngbin scenario where their gf is really good friends with hwi young and chani, and he gets a little jealous
Sorry for the delay! I hope you enjoy this!
Summary: Youngbin may be kind and understanding but there’s only so much he can take.
Hanging out with the members of Sensational Feeling 9 was always a blast, although they would always grimace when you jokingly said the full name in English.
“It’s not funny,” Hwiyoung gave you a judging look.
“Yeah, that’s the name of our group. The group your boyfriend is in,” the team’s maknae stuck his tongue out at you.
“I was just joking around!” You frowned and put your fists up. “Fight me!”
Chani could only laugh and grab your hands before trapping you in a hug. “Can’t fight me if you can’t use your hands!”
“HEY!” You could only shout as you struggled from the boy’s anaconda-like hug. “YAH! LET ME GO!”
“Oh? You wanted to fight me, but can’t even escape my hug? I would’ve won then.”
After squirming until your right hand was free and pinching his side, you were free and glaring at the black-haired boy. “Do that again and I swear-!”
“We’re all friends here, no need to fight you two,” Hwiyoung declared as he came between the two of you and draped his arms around you and Chani’s shoulders. “Come on, let’s go back to the practice room. Our hyungs are probably worried sick.”
“From what? All we did was go get them some food from the convinience store.” Chani rolled his eyes. “Besides, they aren’t worried about us, they’re worried about Y/N. They’re probably thinking we drove her insane.”
Shoving the ‘99 liner’s arm off your shoulder, you turned to stick your tongue out at them. “You guys are driving me insane! I wouldn’t have to come with you if you didn’t make me lose that rock-paper-scissors game!”
“Oh?” The maknae suddenly pointed at you, “She is going insane. Insane enough to make false acusations of us cheating!”
“YAH! Your leader, my boyfriend, even told me you two did!”
“Ever think he was lying?” Hwiyoung put in.
Before you knew it, they were racing to get to the safety of the entertainment building (where the older members would try to protect the maknaes and calm you down).
“YAH! GET BACK HERE!” you yelled as you chased them down, them looking over their shoulders and laughing because you were so far from them.
You slowed to a stop as you heard your phone ring and answered your phone. “Yes?” you said, trying to hide your hard breathing.
“Where are you guys? Are you okay? They didn’t ditch you did they?” the voice that made your heart flutter asked through the phone.
“We’re right outside, I’m okay, and they did ditch me. I think they’re already in front of the practice room,” you sighed as you entered the building. “I’m in the building now, I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Okay… Hurry, I miss you.”
You could only laugh as you answered, “I’ll be right up, no need to be over-dramatic.”
“I’m not being over-dramatic, it’s the truth.” That answer made your face red as you bowed to the lady at the front desk.
“You’re way too honest…” you sighed as you entered the elevator.
“My seniors taught me to be this way. Are you here yet? Not being able to see your face but able to hear your voice makes my heart hurt.”
“You’re so cliché!”
He laughed through the phone as the elevator let out a ‘ding’ to indicate your stop. The practice room door was open to let the air out but you scrunched your nose at the smell of the combined 9 boys testosterone.
“Hang up now!” you laughed when your boyfriend’s face immediately lit up at the sight of you and hung up. He got up from his spot on one of their chairs and headed towards you, arms wide open and ready to give you a hug. However, 6 other boys saw the plastic bags you carried in your other hand and immediately surrounded you.
While they fought over the food in the bag and obscured your view of your boyfriend, you could hear him slightly scolding the maknaes about ditching you.
‘Good. They deserve that,’ you thought as you smiled to yourself before swatting the boy’s hands away. “Yah, sit down and I’ll give you guys your food. Seriously, you guys act like this all the time…”
After all 9 boys had seated themselves in their circle, you handed them their requested food. They immediately said their thanks and started digging in before you could even start to go to your spot and sit.
You sat between the eldest members, Inseong on your left and Youngbin on your right. As you started to eat what you had bought yourself, you felt the boy on your right shift closer to you. Your cheeks warmed as the leader wrapped his arms around you and gave a light peck on your cheek.
“Great, now I lost my appetite,” Hwiyoung said, passing his food over to Chani, who shook his head and pointed to Dawon.
Chani had followed after him and pushed his plate to the 95 liner as well. “Same. I can’t believe they would do this kind of stuff while we’re trying to eat…” he said as he and Hwiyoung got up.
In anger, you grabbed the nearest thing and chucked it at them.
Inseong yelled, “Hey! My chopsticks!” But it was too late. One stick hit Hwiyoung’s arm and the other hit Chani in the back.
They both turned around and stuck their tongue out at you.
“WHY YOU-!”
The other 7 boys immediately forgot about their lunches.
“Then you’re playing the game wrong!” you said, pushing a finger into Hwiyoung’s chest. “Do you even watch gameplays?”
He laughed and pinched your cheek, making you frown and swat him away. “It’s more fun when everything is unexpected.”
“Well, that’s why you always lose.”
“Oh, I don’t always lose. I won every time I played against Chani.”
“Hey!”
You laughed as you watched them argue again. The boys had finished their practice a while ago, but the vocal line went into their respective studios for vocal practice while Zuho went to finish writing raps for their upcoming songs. The dance practice room was left with just the maknaes, you, and your boyfriend. You glanced over at the leader, who was sat on the floor on the opposite wall of you. A frown settled on your face as you saw his expression.
Youngbin was frowning. That certainly wasn’t a good sign. He wasn’t one to get upset, even after Dawon did something as idiotic as almost expose your relationship with the leader on live broadcast. He was kind and understanding but then again, there’s only so much he can take.
“What’s wrong?” You sat next to him and his frown grew deeper. “What’s with the grumpy face, Mr. Grumpy Face?”
“It’s Sir Grumpy Face,” he grumbled, still able to make lame jokes even in a bad mood.
“Okay, Sir Grumpy Face. Why do you look so down? Did Dawon do something stupid again? I can beat him up for you, if you want.”
“No, it’s the maknaes.”
“Chani, Hwiyoung, and Tae? What did they do? Eat a lot of chicken?” you joked, but your laugh diminished as you saw how serious he was being. “Or is it just Chani and Hwiyoung? What did those two do?”
“They just look so happy…” he trailed off, not looking at you.
Okay, now you were seriously confused. “Um… Is that a bad thing? Should they be sad?”
“No, but you seem happy too. With them. You guys look happy together," he finally said, leaning his head against the wall and closing his eyes. “I know that sounds stupid and that I shouldn’t be jealous because they were your friends before you and I started dating but I still can’t shake this feeling…”
“You’re jealous?” you couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my, you’re seriously jealous?”
He groaned, hiding his red face with his hands. “I know it’s stupid.”
“Youngbin,” you said, pulling his hands away from covering his handsome looks and searching his face. “Please look at me…”
Hesitantly, he turned to look at you with sad eyes.
You sighed and squeezed his hands with your own, giving him a small smile. “Chani and Youngbin are my friends. They’re your members. They’re both like our sons, honestly. You know how Tablo has Haru? That’s how I see my relationship with them. There’s nothing more to it.”
“I wouldn’t want them to be our sons, honestly. They ditched you, how could they do that to their own mother?” he said in mock anger, making you laugh.
You released his left hand to rest your hand on his left cheek. “I never really say this much, and it might be the reason you felt like this but, I love you.”
At those three words, his eyes widened and his mouth dropped. “Really? You’re sure?”
You rolled your eyes. “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have said it.
He leaned over to squeeze you into a hug, burying his nose into your neck. “I love you too. I love you so much.”
“You’re not jealous any more right?”
“How could I be when you just told me that you love me?” he pulled away and searched your face.
You looked at him, confused. “What?”
He smiled and leaned forward to press his lips against yours. His fingers resting on your back drawing circles that made you sigh and lean forward for more. He pulled you forward and you felt like you were melting into his as you two grew closer. You wanted the moment to last forever, however, certain maknaes know just exactly what to say to get on your nerves.
“Are they gonna keep doing pda until I lose sleep from nightmares?” the voice said, making you pull away and glare at whoever spoke.
Youngbin laughed as he watched Chani run out from the room, you right at his tail.
