Notes: This drabble was partially inspired by something that I saw two of my students do last week at school when they were hanging out in my classroom. I hope that all you enjoy it!
“Stop wiping your fingers on me,” you complained as Sehun once again wiped his cheeto crusted fingers onto your bare arm.
“Where else am I supposed to wipe?” Sehun asked before popping another cheeto into his mouth.
“On yourself?” You suggested as you tried to wipe your fingers on Sehun’s arm. Unfortunately he had anticipated your action and moved far enough away from you that you couldn’t reach him.
You threw your head back in annoyance and started to lick your fingers clean. “You suck.”
Sehun laughed and moved himself so that he was next to you again.
“Then why are you sharing your Cheetos with me?” Sehun jokingly asked. You shook your head at his question and shivered as a cold gust of air from the air conditioner blew at you.
Without a second thought, Sehun shrugs off his black windbreaker and lays it on top of your shoulders.
“Sehun you don’t have to-,” you started to say.
“You’re cold and you need it more than I do,” Sehun nonchalantly replied as his long fingers dug through the bag of Cheetos.
Although you wanted to feel bad about his gesture, you couldn’t help but smile as you ate another cheeto.
“Thank you, loser,” you said. Sehun laughed and once again wiped his cheeto covered fingers onto you.
Note: Another addition to my Valentine’s day series. This is part of my 10 dates series with different idols. You can find more of these scenarios here. Enjoy!
#3. Buy matching obelisks
“This is so stupid,” you said as you looked down at the bustling city. Cars rushed by and people attached to their phones passed without a second thought. Indeed it was a sight to behold.
“It’s not stupid. Your face is stupid,” Sehun said.
You rolled your eyes at his childish and pathetic comeback. Feeling impatient, you began to tap your foot on to the top of building that you stood on alongside Sehun.
“He’s late,” you commented.
“He’s always late, Y/N. I don’t know why you’re surprised that he’s not here yet,” Sehun said as he kicked his foot up in the air.
“I’m not surprised, I’m just disappointed,” you replied as you folded your arms against your chest.
“Well maybe you need to stop having expectations of Jongdae, or lower your standards,” Sehun retorted. Now it was your time to roll your eyes at his remark.
“He’s being doing this for millennia; it shouldn’t be that hard for him to be on time for a purchase,” you complained.
“Well that’s where you’re wrong,” a voice chimed in from behind you and Sehun. You turned to see Jongdae grinning at the sight of your impatience. “It is hard for me to come to appointments on time.”
Jongdae donned a pair of khaki shorts with a green polo and by itself the ensemble was alright, but on top of his shorts and polo, Jongdae wore a long dark brown overcoat that most definitely did not match his outfit. The worst offender of Jongdae’s clothing was the bright orange pair of crocs that he wore. Despite being boyishly handsome, Jongdae had a terrible sense of fashion. No amount of dark brown curly hair or smirking would save him from that horrendous outfit.
“Are you done staring?” Jongdae asked you.
“I wish,” you retorted. Sehun snorted at your comeback and attempted to stifle his laughter by covering his mouth with this hand. “It’s hard to look away from those crocs.”
“Deal with it, sweetheart,” Jongdae nonchalantly replied. “The crocs are a part of who I am.”
“Y/N, Jongdae, we aren’t here to talk about how terrible your fashion is,” Sehun said gesturing to Jongdae’s outfit.
“Right,” Jongdae said as he clapped his hands. “Your here to get a matching pair of obelisks.”
“What?” You asked in confusion. “I thought you were going to buy just one obelisk,” you continued to say, your body facing Sehun.
“Where’s the fun in getting one obelisk? I thought we should get matching obelisks,” Sehun said. You tilted your head to the side in confusion, uncertain what to make of Sehun’s half-assed excuse.
“Honestly it’s about damn time you two got together,” Jongdae remarked. “I thought I was going to have to wait centuries before you two started dating.”
“We-we’re not dating,” you stuttered, as you tried to hide the growing blush on your cheeks.
“Sure, sweetheart. And I’m not a deity that has been selling priceless artifacts since before the construction of the Great Pyramids,” Jongdae retorted.
You looked to Sehun for clarification, but unsurprisingly he didn’t say anything more towards Jongdae’s comments. It would be a lie for you to say that you didn’t like like Sehun, but you never knew how to begin a romantic relationship with him. No matter the many millenia you had known him, Sehun still felt like an unsolved mystery.
Jongdae looked from your bewildered expression to Sehun’s stoic facial expression and sighed. “Let’s do this deal another time, alright? You two still have got a lot of stuff to figure out. Neither of you are in a position to buy matching obelisks.”
And without another second wasted, Jongdae vanished into thin air, leaving behind the tense atmosphere. You stared at Sehun and you couldn’t help but admire how well he looked in a white button down shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows with a black pair of slacks. He was certainly a sight to behold.
“Is this a date, Sehun?” you quietly asked.
“If it was you wouldn’t be asking that question.”
“Do you want this to be a date?”
Sehun sighed and walked to you until his body was just centimeters from your body. “I want every time that we go out together to be a date, Y/N.”
Yours widened and you almost took a step back in shock, but you didn’t want to move away from Sehun, you wanted to be closer to him.
“I know it’s taken me a few thousand years to say this, but I really really like you, Y/N,” Sehun confessed.
“It’s okay. It’s taken me a few thousand years too to say that I really really like you,” you replied with a big smile.
Sehun pressed his soft lips against your lips and in that moment the bustling city disappeared along with any doubt you had. After he pulled away to get some air, he leaned his head against your forehead and held you close to his body.
Note: Honestly, it’s about damn time that I wrote a scenario like this. I hope that you all enjoy it.
There were quite a few reasons why you didn’t like to go to weddings. It’s not that you were bitter about love, but weddings often reminded you of how lonely you were. Of course you had friends and family, which you loved very much, but you knew that one day they’d all be gone whether it be due to marriage or the end of life, and then you would be left alone in the dust with no one by your side. You knew that being in a relationship and getting married wouldn’t magically make you happier, but you couldn’t deny that it would be nice to have someone to rely on, someone to come home to at the end of the day, someone to love. The only problem was that you weren’t sure if there was anyone out there that would accept the love that you offering.
As you watched both brides converse with individual guests, who had formed a long line in the reception hall, you couldn’t help but wonder if one day you would find someone to spend the rest of your life with. Your friend, the bride in the cream colored dress, smiled brightly as she spoke with a mutual friend and you felt your heart swell as you noticed her wife, in the white colored dress, gaze lovingly at her. Even if you were feeling a little sorry for yourself, you couldn’t help but smile at the love between the newly wed couple.
“Did you congratulate them yet?” your best friend, Sehun, asked as he sat down next to you at a large round table that only you occupied.
“Not yet. I was just about to get up and let them know,” you said before taking a sip your drink. “And you?”
“I don’t know her as well as you do, so I thought I’d go up with you whenever you were ready.” You nodded your head in agreement and you were reminded that the only reason why Sehun was at this wedding was because you had brought him along. You had been to a few weddings before and you noticed that whenever you went by yourself people were more likely to pester you about your love life, or lack thereof, but when you brought Sehun with you, because he was the only friend of yours not married that was willing to go with you, people didn’t question your love life.
“Well the line looks short enough,” you said as you looked over Sehun’s broad shoulders to inspect the line that only had four people. “We should go now before the line gets any longer.”
The chairs screeched on the linoleum floor as you and Sehun stood up to get in line to congratulate the brides.
“Are you okay?” Sehun asked, looking down at you, as you both stood in line.
“Of course I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?” you said in surprise as you gave him a skeptical look.
“You’ve told me that these kinds of things can get you down,” Sehun quietly said in a matter-of-fact tone. You sighed and nodded your head, admitting to the truth that statement.
“I was feeling a little down, but I’m okay now. I promise,” you said as you watched your friend kiss her wife. “See!” You said as you discretely pointed at them. “They are so happy and cute together. How can I be sad when they look so happy?”
Sehun nodded his head, but he still wasn’t fully convinced. Perhaps you were okay, but he wanted you to be more than okay. He didn’t want to see the crestfallen look on your face when you looked around a room and realize that you were the odd one out.
“Ugh. Can’t they hurry up,” you grumbled as you watched your friend’s cousins chat her ear off.
“They probably can’t hurry up since they know that you are waiting to talk to brides,” Sehun sarcastically replied. You rolled your eyes and lightly punched his arm.
“Ha, ha. Very funny, Sehun.”
“I’m always funny. Admit it, I’m the funniest person that you know.”
“Actually, you’re the lamest person that I know.”
Sehun feigned hurt by placing his hand on his chest.
“Omg, you guys made it!!!” your friend exclaimed. You and Sehun both turned to face the brides and you noticed that you and Sehun were next to congratulate them. Your friend did not waste any time and immediately hugged you tightly. From the corner of your eyes you saw her wife and Sehun politely hug.
“Sweetie,” your friend’s wife said after the embrace. “You’re squeezing her too hard.”
“Oh, oops,” she giggled in reply. “Sehun!!! I’m so happy you’re here!” Your friend gave Sehun the same bone-crushing hug that you had just received and you couldn’t help but laugh at the surprise on his face.
“Congratulations,” you said after the hugging was over. “It’s about time you both got hitched.”
“Thank you for coming to our wedding,” you friend’s wife said. You smiled brightly at both of them and looked up to Sehun, indicating that it was his turn to give his message.
“Thanks for the free food,” Sehun said. You elbowed Sehun and he laughed at your obvious displeasure. “I mean, congratulations.” Both brides laughed.
“You’re still the funniest person I know, Sehun” your friend said. “No offense, babe,” she immediately said afterwards as she turned to her wife. “And don’t worry,” your friend said as she placed her hand on your arm as a gesture of comfort. “One day you’ll find someone and get married too!”
Your body froze at her comment, but you still managed a small smile. “Yeah, I will.”
“We better get going, the line is getting long,” Sehun said as he looked over his shoulder to see ten people behind them waiting. He placed his arm around your shoulder and led you away from the brides. “Let’s get some cake,” Sehun suggested as he guided you to the table covered with pieces of cake on small pink plates.
“I’m fine, Sehun. You don’t need to baby me,” you muttered. He immediately removed his hand from your shoulder and folded his arms against his chest.
“____, you keep saying you’re fine, but you’re not acting like it,” Sehun said.
“Oh, so should I pretend harder?” you sarcastically replied. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
“You don’t need to pretend with me,” Sehun softly said and you felt your shoulders drop.
“I’m fine, Sehun,” you gently said after realizing that he wasn’t trying to hurt you. “Sometimes it can be hard to be reminded of my loneliness, but it’s not always that way. I’m working my way through this,” you explained to him.
“Why do you keep on insisting that you are alone, ___? You’re not alone, you have me,” Sehun replied.
“Because all of this temporary, Sehun. One day you are gonna find a girl, or a guy if you want, and get married and I’ll get left behind,” you said.
“I’ll never leave you behind,” he said as he took a step closer to you. Although Sehun had been your friend for years, the proximity of his body to your body made you uncomfortable.
“You don’t know that for sure.”
“I do know.”
“Oh yeah? How?”
“Because I love you and I don’t want to leave you.” Your eyes widened and you felt panic running through your body.
“But I-”
“I don’t care if our relationship won’t have any sex, ____, if that’s what you’re worried about. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. The sex doesn’t matter to me.”
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. For so many years you were sure you were going to end up alone, because everyone had proclaimed that no relationship could possibly last without sex. You were sure that no one would accept you because you had no interest in having a sexual relationship.
“It’s okay if you don’t love me back,” Sehun said, thinking that your silence meant rejection. “I just want you to know that there is someone out there that wants to be with you and that you don’t have to be alone.”
Tears gathered around your eyes as you felt the weight of the world being gently lifted off of your shoulders and you wrapped your arms around Sehun’s waist.
“I love you, Sehun.”
“I know.” He rubbed gentle circles on your back and let you cry onto his jacket. “I’ll always be there for you.”
Dawn barely passes over the almost empty streets of Seoul. Clubs start to usher the last remaining guests as the loud beat of the music dies down to a quiet hum. Drunkards stagger towards bins and secluded alleyways- most of them puking strong liquor out of their systems, others fucking out for the whole world to see, restraining their moans as they continue their brief one night stands- only a rare few manage to stumble home.
But above all this, in a dark room only lit by the flicker of a computer screen, there sits Oh Sehun. Dark bags sag under his eyes- sleep deprived,his muscles screaming for sleep after a day's worth of hardcore dance practice just a few hours before. A small smile graces his lips as he reads the message from his certain someone thousands of miles away, the pain all over his body fading into a minute burn.
He would've fallen asleep right then and there- surrounded by the few demo CDs he's managed to swipe without getting caught and piles of Chinese revision notes, if it weren't for the familiar twinkle of a video call request. He runs a hand through his dark, messy locks and accept the call.
"Hello stranger" The sweet voice of his girlfriend, Ai, rung through his ears and Sehun's heart swelled in happiness. "You look like absolute shit. No offense."
A smirk is displayed across the male's face, a chuckle escaping his lips. "You're nice, I just came back from practice at the studio you know."
"You still look like shit, but anyways," Ai grins, propping her chin on her palm, "how's the trainee life Mr. Soon-to-Be-Famous?"
"Shut up, it's hard. All I want to do is crawl into your arms and watch cartoons or cook with you even though you know how shitty I am at cooking. Oh remember that time when I couldn't sleep you sang-"
"That was embarrassing, please stop. But baby, you've come so far! I don't think you should back out now.. I miss you lots but you have a career in front of you, you need to be aware of that."
"I know," Sehun sighed, blinking back tears that were forming for no reason."But I just can't and that's the problem. Now that you've moved away I just don't see the point in all this anymore. I miss you too much."
"You know, Luhan told me about your constant whines for me after I moved. After I finish high school, I'm- I'm coming back home." Ai gave her boyfriend a shy smile. "I'll move into an apartment nearby your dorm and then we can see each other as often as we'd like, okay- wait. Why are you crying?!"
"S-Sorry," Sehun laughed, frantically wiping the tears away. "I'm just happy. You'll be coming home in a few months right? You're in your final year of high school right?"
"You don't even know what year I'm in, in high school... Wow great boyfriend you are, eh?"
"Ai, shut the fuck up." Sehun chuckled, sticking his tongue out in a mehrong. "I don't know what the schooling system is like in Germany but what I do know is that... ich- ich l-liebe dich? Please tell me I got that right..."
Ai chortled, hiding her face behind her hands. "Oh my god, stop. Never speak German again. Ever. What the hell was that accent? I've already had enough of your cheesy engrish."
"My English is not that bad! Yo, come on~" The young Korean male grinned, pulling his teeth in front of his lower lip, pointing both hands to himself. "Check me out~ look at me, the handsome guy~"
Ai burst out laughing. "What the fuck was that Oh Sehun?" She covered the webcam with one of her hands, wheezing as she gasped for air. "I'm never letting Kris teach you English again, you're an idiot. Oh my god, tell me again why I'm in love with you?"
"Well I'm you idiot forever and nothing will stop us from breaking apart." Sehun sighs, eyes turning into perfect crescents as he smiles once again.
Summary: Sehun's girlfriend can be quite the hyperactive damsel after White Day.
A/N: /SCREAMS/ UNNIE-MA OMFG I FINISHED IT. I FINISHED IT /FLAILS/
“Baby… Where are you?” Sehun calls, his silky deep voice echoing around the almost-empty house. He frowns and places his bag down next to the large black sofa nearest to him, combing a hand through his silvery locks while wandering around the bedrooms and kitchen to find his girlfriend. ‘Strange… She would be home by now, where could she be?’
His phone buzzed against the front pocket of his jeans and the Korean boy quietly fishes it out and unlocks the screen… to find a message from his girlfriend.
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To: Oh Sehun
From: My yehet<3
BOO! (>‘o’)>
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Suddenly, there’s a heavy weight attempting to climb on top of Sehun’s back and two small chubby hands cover both his eyes, a girly squeal of delight piercing the silence as Sehun gasps, instinctively hooking his arms around the underside of the person’s knees as they rock roughly side to side. “Good afternoon baby boo! Having a nice day?”
Sehun chuckles as he tries to regain his balance with extra weight, failing to do so as his hyperactive girlfriend swings harder and harder at different angles. “-Ah! Watch out!” Sehun trips over his own foot and the couple tumble towards the floor, the male wrapping a strong arm around his girlfriend’s head while the other is secured around her waist- effectively making her fall on top of him (earning a loud groan from Sehun as she rolls beside the older male.)
“Oh my god I’m so sorry Sehunnie I didn’t mean to—” The younger girl sniffled, a hand over her mouth as she apologises, eyes wide as saucers.
Heh. Kinda reminds me of Kyungsoo hyung.
Sehun ignores her apology and climbs on top of her, resting his arms on both sides of her head. She sucks in her breath as the Korean brushed a few strands of loose hair away from her face affectionately, the lighting inside the living room gave a soft glow to her delicate features. Her right hand hesitantly clutched her boyfriend’s toned bicep, eyes avoiding Sehun’s strong gaze.
“Did you eat all of the chocolates I gave you for White Day two days ago to make you so hyper?” Sehun questioned, an amused tone lacing in between his words. His girlfriend significantly reddened, head turned towards the side as she listens to her boyfriend laugh. “You are so cute sometimes baby, don’t look away from me. I can’t see your pretty face.”
“I-I saved you some, I didn’t eat all of it. I was thinking that we could eat the rest together when you came home…” The girl mumbled, cheeks tinted a lovely rose colour. Her grip on Sehun’s arm tightened slightly as her boyfriend tilts her head to face him by the chin, their hearts hammering against their chests.
“Oh my god, you’re so adorable how do I keep myself sane around you?” Sehun grinned, eyes forming into perfect crescents. His girlfriend squeaks when he dips his head lower, expecting him to kiss her mouth but instead, he rubs his nose gently against hers in an Eskimo kiss- his grin growing impossibly wider.
