Ever since Soobin had gotten up and chose to wear that t-shirt— the one you specifically loved on him— you had been craving for his attention. You were sitting on the couch scrolling through your phone and he was standing by the table looking through some important papers or something.
You usually weren’t a clingy partner, but you had your moments where you just wanted a hug from him. This was one of those moments. You just wanted to steal his attention away from those papers.
Your bottom lip jutted out slightly as you looked at him. He was listening to music and humming slightly, slouching forward while skimming the words on each piece of paper. It was unfair that he could look so cute while doing such mundane tasks. You stood up.
“Hey…” You murmured as your hands slipped around his waist and your cheek bumped against his back softly.
“Hey.” He echoed, a small smile appearing on his face.
“Are you busy?”
“Not really… why?” You had stolen all of his attention at this point as the papers he was once studying lay abandoned on the table. He turned around so you were hugging him frontways now. Your head still didn’t reach higher than his chest, and the height difference always made him giggle.
“I couldn’t steal just… 1 kiss from you, could I?” You asked as if it was a bad deal for Soobin.
“You can steal as many as you’d like.” He proposed, leaning down so you were both eye level. His heart shaped lips formed into a pretty smile, adorned with a dimple on his cheek. You kissed his dimple first before reaching his lips. Attention successfully stolen.
genres &&. warnings — timestamp, fluff, established relationship &&. lapslock intended, crying, soobin being adorable.
word count — 1.8k
note — happy one week anniversary to me and txt san antonio d1. miss existing in the same room as txt so much. anyways i started writing this on saturday night after la d1 because i was just. so completely overwhelmed with emotions. i'm so proud of txt. i always will be.
the second your boyfriend and his friends have taken their bows, said their seemingly never-ending goodbyes to fans, and disappeared behind the divider that allows them to slip backstage unseen, you’re winding your way out of the crowd. fans are packing their things away, a cacophony of lightsticks powering down ringing out around you, and you smile at unsuspecting fans as you move past, making for the stairs as fast as possible without tripping.
you break out into the halls of the stadium and while you’ve made it out of the crowd in the stands, you’re met with the exiting mob. it’s like swimming against the current, just on land rather than water. and you’re trying desperately not to push anyone, sticking close to the outskirts so you’re not fighting against too many people, taking your time to pick your way through the throngs of concertgoers.
but the closer you get to the backstage entrance yeonjun showed you earlier, the more restless you become. you haven’t seen soobin in a month because of this tour, and facetime calls are a sad excuse of a compromise; you’ve missed seeing the real thing in person since he kissed you goodbye in the entrance to your apartment with a promise of calling you the second he touched down in america. more important than anything right now is to see him face to face, to hold him to your chest and not let go for minutes on end.
what transpired tonight feels like a fever dream: stadium show, sold out, every single seat filled. this is what soobin and the boys have been working towards their entire career, and they made it. and you were here for it. when you’d initially booked your flight to la, you hadn’t considered the milestone tonight and tomorrow night would be for the boys; you simply missed soobin and you’d wanted to see him. but halfway through the show, it hit you just how monumental all of this really is.
and that realization now is manifesting into an incessant need to see choi soobin right this second. you barely stop long enough to flash the security guards at the backstage entrance your badge, proving that you’re allowed to be back there, before you’re taking off again in the direction of the dressing rooms. away from the fans, your tears, happy as they may be, flow freely and you nearly get lost a couple of times before the green room finally comes into view, door wide open and laughter pouring out like audible warmth, steady and comforting and like home.
you dash towards the room, coming to a short stop in the threshold, a hand braced against the cool metal frame. the five boys are goofing off, wiping sweat from their faces and munching on snacks to tide them over until they get back to their hotel, laughing and shoving at one another as they joke around in a bid to burn off adrenaline. they’re so wrapped up in their own little world that not a single one notices you. something or other about taking matters into your own hands, you suppose.
“hey! choi soobin!” you call, out of breath and wild with anticipation and excitement. a month apart is coming to a very surprise close and when the boy in question whips around, eyes wide and round like a deer in headlights, it’s all you can do not to melt under his discerning gaze, watching as he blinks once, twice, three times while he registers that you stand before him, eyes just as wide and breathing just as heavy. but when he finally catches up to reality, the expression that crosses his face is priceless.
“oh my god!” he says, blindly setting down whatever he was eating on the table behind him before he rushes across the room to you. his embrace comes in hot and fast, arms wrapped tight around your waist in the blink of an eye, so much momentum that the two of you stumble into the hallway, still locked together. “oh my god, what are you doing here?”
he pulls his face away from your neck to really get a look at you. his eyes shine with tears and stardust, catching stray beams of light in the hallway. he looks like he can’t believe any of this is real and honestly, you don’t blame him because it doesn’t feel real at all to you either.
“i came to see you, silly,” you respond, smiling up at your precious boyfriend. you sink your fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck, wrap your arms a little tighter around him, shuffle a little closer. you’ve wished to be back in his embrace every night for weeks and now you’re here and it feels like the first time all over again: special and warm and one of a kind. “i missed you and i couldn’t wait anymore, so… here i am.”
soobin smiles brightly and who are you to not return it?
“here you are,” he repeats, untangling his arms from around your waist, only to cup your cheeks in his hands to leave a million and one kisses on your face. he giggles the whole time, nuzzling his nose along your skin and whispering sweet nothings between every one. “‘m glad you’re here. thank you for coming.”
when his mission of pressing kisses to every square inch of your face is complete, he winds his arms around you again, leaning his cheek against the top of your head. he rocks you back and forth in that hallway for so long, just holding you against his chest, his heartbeat strong and steady under your cheek. you missed this, you missed him, but you’re glad that he went away to chase his dreams.
“‘m so proud of you, binnie. you did so well tonight,” you say quietly, voice trembling on the last few syllables. your fingers curl tight into the back of his shirt, not so much to wrinkle it but enough to anchor yourself against him as you feel the tears bubbling up.
soobin smiles, felt in the way his cheek rustles against your hair. one hand presses warm and comforting into the small of your back, the other soothing the space above. it’s a little ridiculous, the way you’re the one crying when he’s the one who just played a three hour concert to a sold out stadium of over twenty thousand people, but you are so overcome with pride that you can’t help it. he’s fought so hard to get here, he deserves this more than anyone you know (the other four boys excluded).
soobin shushes you softly when he feels the first few tears seep through his shirt. “shh, darling. you don’t need to cry. it’s okay.”
he coos at you over and over, breathy little chuckles wracking through him every once in a while, whispering about how cute and sweet and lovely you are. he reiterates time and time again that really, there’s no reason to cry, but through your attempts to catch your breath, you tell him that you can’t help it, that you’re so overwhelmed with pride and love that the only way your body knows how to release it is through tears, which makes him giggle even more and hold you even tighter.
“my baby, always so sweet to me.” his voice is soft and gentle, warm against the top of your head. “i made it this far because you always believed in me. i’m glad you were here to see it all.”
you sniffle and nod in assent, muttering a “me too,” voice still thick with tears. you’re gradually coming down off the adrenaline of the night, glad to have the sweetest boy in front of you holding your pieces together. when you finally do calm down enough, he leans back, arms still linked around you and a soft smile on his face.
“it’s about time for us to clear out of here for the night. wanna come back to the hotel and have dinner?” he asks, tilting his head to meet your gaze, eyes still shining with that silver stardust. you nod again and he smiles that pouty little smile of his. his hands take their rightful place on your cheeks, soft thumbs wiping away stray tears, and he kisses you slow and gentle. “so cute… c’mon. let’s get out of here.”
soobin moves away reluctantly, but links your hands together when he turns back towards the green room where yeonjun, beomgyu, taehyun, and kai have been watching it all unfold. you’d be lying if you said it doesn’t look like all four of them are a little misty eyed themselves, but you won’t embarrass them like that.
: : bonus
soobin lays on his side facing you, his eyelashes fluttering against the soft skin of his cheeks as he sleeps. his breathing is slow and steady, comforting even when his exhales breeze across your face. he looks peaceful like this, a sight that you’ve missed since the moment he left you in korea.
as you study his features, you’re overcome with that pride again because it still hasn’t set in that tonight has been monumental. it feels like a dream you’re about to wake up from but don’t want to, but how could it be anything but real? he and the boys have worked so hard to get to this point. you saw the old tweets fans were bringing up. this has been the dream since day one and it’s come true. how special is that?
you can feel the tears welling again, pricking at the back of your eyes in the dark, and you sniffle as quietly as possible. but as though he has a radar for your emotions, soobin shifts, cracks an eye open and then the other when he realizes you’re about to cry again. he giggles breathily in the near-pitch black of the hotel room and scoots in closer, wrapping his arms tight around you.
“no more crying,” he whispers, nuzzling his nose against your hairline. the amusement in his voice is nothing short of sincere and playful; it’s not chastizing or annoyed, just simply warm because you care about him so much that you feel affected the same way he does. he presses you soft to his chest, a hand rubbing soothingly at your back. “no more tears tonight. go to sleep.”
you nod against him, snuggling in close and melting into a warmth that is distinctly his. you can’t ever be apart from him again; you miss this when he’s away, never able to get good sleep because you’re always hyperfixated on the cool, empty space next to you. but now, you’re slipping away like it’s the easiest thing in the world.
“missed you, soob,” you say quietly. “don’t leave me again.”
he laughs silently, just a little tremble of his shoulders to prove it ever happened, and scoots impossibly closer. “next time, you’re coming with me, i promise. but at least you’re here now.”
he’s right. at least you’re here now. and you don’t plan on leaving again for a while.
🝮 pairing: soobin x f!reader 🝮 genre: fluffy smut, non-idol!au 🝮 warning(s): not proofread, established relationships, reader has nipple piercings, soobin has an oral fixation, subtle sub!soobin, soobin is into boob sucking, heavy petting, soobin has a praise kink, pet names (mostly towards soobin), soobin calls reader 'mommy' once surprise, implied oral (f!receiving) 🝮 summary: you and soobin finally have spare time to rest together and he found out you recently got your nipples pierced — he's obsessed with them. 🝮 wc: 1.2k 🝮 an: this is a little different to what I'm used to but let me know how it is 😅
You sighed as you laid your head into the pillow, thankful that your work approved of your four days off. It's been too long since you and Soobin were at the house at the same time and doing nothing. If anything, it's been just over two weeks of one of you leaving for work just as the other comes home. Soobin, however, has been busier than usual; prepping for the upcoming weeks after he recently got promoted. Thus, you thought it was the perfect idea to spend the next four days relaxing with your long-term boyfriend.
"Baby? Wanna join me?" You called out for Soobin, making yourself comfortable. You patted the comforter flat, making space for him to lay beside you, while you saw his tall figure appear through the doorway.
"You're looking extra cozy over there, hm?" The bed slightly dipped from the weight shifting closer towards you.
He rested his head on your shoulder, snuggling closer to the crook of your neck which he had called home. His arm wiggled under your torso, wrapping it around your sides and his hand settled on your clothed waist.
You can't remember the last time you and Soobin were this intimate. There was obviously a peck or two shared when you saw each other for a split second before you'd leave for work, or vice versa, but this was something the both of you had been craving for however long you've been busy.
You combed your fingers through his dark locks, playing around with the soft strands that were starting to feel nostalgic to you. "I've missed you." You whispered, resting the side of your chin on the crown of his head.
"I've still been sleeping beside you every night, you know." He chuckled lowly, and you could feel the way your chest and the bed slightly wobbled from doing so.
"I know, but I mean we haven't felt so relaxed like this for a while," your fingers trail from the tips of his bangs to trace the slope down the bridge of his nose, "and I just miss you."
If Soobin's learnt one thing from your four-and-a-half-year relationship, it's that he knew what you meant by the latter. It was quiet for a couple of seconds, and you were hoping he hadn't fallen asleep already. That was until you felt the pads of his fingers skim across your skin, from your shins, over your knees, up your thighs and siding under his sweater that you were wearing.
"Mmm, I miss you too." His hand continued to flatten out and caress up your torso and started to massage one of your boobs. His face was sporting some sort of confused expression when he felt something foreign in that delicate area. "Huh? What's this?"
His hand did not hesitate to pull the sweater up, bunching it above your chest, just beneath your neck. You heard him gasp similar to a little boy in his favourite toy store. Your boyfriend's index finger swirled over the metal balls either side of your sensitive bud before lightly rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, with you letting out a light sigh.
"When did you get both of these done?? Is this one of the things you did when I hardly saw you?" Soobin's voice was laced in fascination and still in awe as he turned his body so he was laying on his front, watching the way his eyes were feasting on the view in front of him.
You continued to stroke his hair, pushing his bangs to the side so you could see his eyes. "I only just got them done a few days ago, actually. It's healing up pretty well, I'm just not as sensitive as I used to be though."
Again, he went quiet for a few seconds, giving you the urge to know what was going on inside his head, all while his fingers were still subconsciously playing with one bud to the other. He could feel his mouth salivating just from the sight and he didn't hold back—
"Can I put it in my mouth?"
Your brows raised from his question, though you weren't surprised in the slightest. Soobin's only ever littered your chest with hickeys or sloppy kisses on the mounds of your boobs, but to suck them and just out of comfort and relaxation? It was going to be hard to turn down.
"Is that what my baby wants?" You cooed by his ear, leaning forward to kiss his forehead.
He nodded almost immediately, impatient to wrap his lips around the sterling silver piercings. Again, you brushed his bangs out of his face, letting the palm of your hand cradle the back of his head to bring him closer to your nipple.
This was one of Soobin's guilty pleasures. He's always thought about casually sucking on your boobs especially after he had told you that he likes having something in his mouth whenever you have sex. Be it your tongue playing around the front of his teeth as he sucks on it, his lips constantly attached to the soft surface of your neck before the purple and maroon hues bloom, or your fingers in his mouth with his tongue swirling over and around them while he'd buck his hips into yours.
His hand started caressing the underside of your boob furthest away from him, until he started lightly massaging it and palming over your accessorised bud.
You watched him carefully stick out his pink, wet muscle from between his lips, anticipating the contact between the latter and your skin. His licks were gentle against the bud, taking his time flicking it with the tip of his tongue, but avoiding to overdo it on the piercing. You could tell he was being careful, though you wanted more.
"You're such a good boy for me, baby." He groaned from your soft praise. "You think you can be even better and suck on it?"
Soobin felt himself twitch in his sweats, and as appealing as rubbing himself against the bed sounds, he wanted to make you his priority.
It took him no longer than a fraction of a second to lean his face in even closer, enclosing your nipple and the new piercing. His sucks were short, and light, letting go with a gentle pop each time. Your hands continued to card through his now slightly dishevelled hair, letting out satisfied hums to indicate how well he was doing.
Your lover, on the other hand, had his eyes closed. Concentrating on the contrast between the two cool, tiny metal balls on the warmth of his tongue. He continued humming along with you creating an impromptu harmony, feeling the way your breath was starting to pick up from his the gentle sweeps of his flat tongue.
You had no idea when Soobin's hand moved away from your other boob, neglecting it just to proceed with light circles on your clothed core. The stimulation was getting to you, loving the way he was suckling on your nipple, and then slightly hovering over you to suckle on the other.
"Mmm, baby boy," your hand slid from the back of his head to rest at the back of his neck, "wanna be even better for me?"
He released your bud with a pop, softly blowing cool air to watch your nipple perk up before nodding his head and looking up at you.
"What do you want me to do?" His voice was sweet, lips slightly puffy from his previous ministrations. Yet his index and middle fingers continued their sinful actions on the nub, applying a little more pressure than before.
"I want you to put that mouth and tongue to good use, you think you can do that for me, sweet cheeks?" Your hand cupped his cheek and he moved his lips closer to your thumb and sucked the digit, adjusting his position so your core was nicely situated in front of his face.
He pushed your thighs far apart, circling your clit a few more times before you watched his head disappear between your legs for the rest of the evening.
‘i’m in a predicament,’ you sighed exaggeratedly, leaning your head against the doorframe. soobin looked up from his phone, giving you his full attention. ‘do you remember how i bought christmas lights and then told you i can do it by myself?’
‘i believe you shooed me away and told me to stay in our room until you were done,’ he pushed himself up onto his elbows, laughing shortly. ‘but go on.’
‘well, there’s too many lights and too many high places,’ you frowned, dragging your feet into the room. dropping down onto the bed, you gave your boyfriend the biggest puppy eyes you could. ‘so i was wondering if you could help me.’
‘and ruin your surprise for me?’ he smiled teasingly.
‘soobin, please,’ you pouted. ‘i’m sorry, please help me.’
‘of course,’ he pulled you into his arms. ‘it is my job to always be supportive and helpful, after all.’
‘hmm,’ you wrapped your arms around him, sinking into the softness of your mattress. ‘maybe we should stay here for a little while first.’
pairing: choi soobin x reader. genre(s): fluff; comfort (?). word count: 696. warning: extemely vague elusion to anxiety, but this is literally just fluff; not proofread. playlist: hour 24 ;; tangerine an: i really hope this is okay!
you were sitting at the edge of the bed, hunched over your knees, moonlight painting your figure with the soft silvery beams which managed to escape through your curtains. the soundly sleeping tomcat at your feet offered you some solace as you absent-mindedly stroked his sleek black fur, but your ears were still ringing and your breathing was still unsteady.
“what’s wrong, sweetheart?”
soobin’s voice startled you; you turned around to find him sitting up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. the absence of heat soobin felt when you shifted out of bed was not something he could easily miss. he didn’t have as many opportunities to spend time with you as he would have liked, but that gave him even more reason to take extra care and whenever he did.
“i’m fine,” you smiled, placing a hand on top of the one he placed on your shoulder. that smile faltered for less than a second, but it could not escape your boyfriend’s almond-shaped, deep browns.
soobin reached foreword, snaking his arms around your waist before reeling you in and tightening them around your form. he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, “having trouble sleeping?”
you sighed into his touch, the warmth chasing away any other thoughts and feelings which sought you suffocate you until they were all but one— him.
truthfully, you didn’t want to worry him. it wasn’t as if you could fully explain it in any event. waking up in the middle of the night with a weight on your chest that made you want to cry out, even though there was no reason to. you had many things you were grateful for in your life; you considered yourself a very lucky person. so why did you feel this way?
“i’m okay,” you rested your head against his, “go back to bed.”
he was quiet for a moment, and you were almost sure he had fallen asleep, before he lifted his head onto your shoulder.
“hold my hand,” he said, stretching his palm out and intertwining his fingers with yours, “you’re going to be fine, my love. i’m here.”
you bit down onto your bottom lip before swiftly turning around, burrying your face in his chest before he noticed your glossed over eyes. soobin lowered both of you back into bed and pulled the sheets over you once more..
“thank you,” you sniffled.
“what for?”
your cat stretched it’s limbs, awoken by all the commotion. but instead of moving away, he only plodded closer and curled up against you and soobin. you smiled, he kind of reminded you of your quiet boyfriend in so many ways.
“for... everything.”
soobin shook his head as he ran his fingers through your hair, “you deserve every single bit of what you have. i’m here because i want to be and i take care of you because i want to, too.”
“even if i love avocado more than you?”
“oh no, i think there’s been a mistake, i need to leave”
you gasped, hitting his chest, “soobin!”
you attempted to push yourself up, but he flipped you over and tackled you down into the pillows. he laughed when you glared up at him playfully. sighing, he bent down and left kisses on your lips and your forehead.
“i love kissing you”
you smirked, draping your arms around his neck, “oh really?”
he chuckled, his pink cheeks pushing smiles into his eyes that were nearly as big as the one stretched across his face. his eyes flitted to your lips as he leaned closer and your breathing hitched before you closed yours.
he planted a soft, lingering kiss right on the corner of your lips, “let’s have some noodles”
“right now?” you whined, glancing to the clock on your bedside table, “at two a.m.?”
“why not?” he shrugged, tapping your nose. he looked into your eyes once more, a seriousness within them, “you’re feeling better?”
you nodded. you didn’t know if the feeling would disappear forever and you knew it was something you had to work on yourself. but you also knew, as you stared into his soft, glistening eyes filled only with love for you, that you wouldn’t face it alone.
As soon as you took out the earphones out of your ears, you could hear the melody of raindrops tapping against the window. This. This is what makes everyday bearable. It's funny how just a few minutes of drizzling can put a smile on your face.
You got up from your desk and hurried to the balcony. The city was glowing and the rain made it serene. You slowly pushed open the glass door, scared as if the tranquility would be gone. You stepped out in the balcony feeling the cool breeze. You took your phone and put on the perfect song.
With the song on repeat and your hands stretched out to feel the rain, you didn't notice soobin coming up behind you. You didn't notice how endeared he was when he saw you like this. Carefree.
Soon he was behind you, putting his arms around your waist and his chin on the top of your head. The warmth of someone you love and someone who loves you. The feeling of being held. This was exactly what you needed.
It wasn't long before he started humming to the song and pulled you gently to the farther end of the balcony, under the drizzle. Both of his hands on your waist and yours around his neck, he started swaying you along from side to side perfectly matching the rhythm created by the song and the rain. The only thing you wanted was the time to stop. To get away from that mundane and stressful daily routine. But this moment created by soobin was enough for you. This moment made all those hard days and sleepless nights worth it.
warnings/other: wizard!soobin, human!y/n, slight angst, soobin gives y/n a potion but doesnt tell you want kind of potion it is
today was the day. today was the day soobin would try to slip you a love potion. after pining over you, a human, for months, he would finally build up the courage to do something about his crush. he wasn't sure if it was going to work or not because frankly, he wasn't good at potions unlike his friends who's main course of study was potions and potion-making. he'd gotten some tips from taehyun beforehand who had told him this was a bad idea but did soobin listen? no, because he had already seen you walking into taehyun's shop.
that day he tried to play it cool and pretend like he was buying something but he wasn't good at acting natural. "hey soobin! hey taehyun!" you walked into the shop and leaned on the counter next to soobin. "h-hey y/n," soobin stuttered. "what brings you here?" he could've been way smoother with that one.
"yeonjun wanted me to get some fairy wings for his next recipe. he couldn't come to get it himself since he doesn't want to leave the goblins tongue's around his house unattended. apparently, they're jumpy," you chuckle.
"hahah yeah they sure are," soobin rubs his neck nervously. taehyun looks at him with pity before he goes to get yeonjun's order. "what brings you here?" you ask him. soobin stumbles over his words before he answers, "well...i just-, you know i just like to hang out here sometimes." you nod absentmindedly, looking around the shop.
taehyun had come back with the materials you went there for and you were about to leave when soobin called out to you. "hey wait, you wanna hang out sometime maybe? i could show you some cool new crystals i just bought," he really hopes you say yes because you rejecting him right in front taehyun, who's watching with wide eyes, will surely make him the butt of his friends jokes.
"sure! how about tomorrow?"
that's how soobin found himself hunched over his cauldron with wyvern scales on his right and phoenix ash on his left. taehyun had given him all the materials needed for a love potion and told him to "do the right thing” to which soobin just shrugged at. he had asked yeonjun what was the recipe for a love potion and when yeonjun had asked why he had hung up.
he couldn't have people questioning him, especially not your friends which were also his friends. he had to do just a bit of work to go through his shelve of books to find an ancient love potion that would hopefully work. if it didn't work he could risk you ending your friendship with him.
he heard a knock on his door and threw the book somewhere in the room. he opened the window so that the fragrance of the potion didn't linger. he was also betting on the fact that since you were a human you wouldn't even be able to know what potion was currently being brewed.
he rushed to the door and opened it as nonchalantly as possible, "hey". "hey soobin," you smiled at him. you looked around his house and saw that everything was neat. to be honest, you didn't expect soobin to be a very neat person but his house was pretty cute and tidy. "so what are we doing?" you sat on his couch but he quickly ushered you to stand up and follow him. "well i wanted you to try this potion i'm trying to cook up."
you looked at him with a worried face because its a running joke in your friend group that soobin is not the skilled one when it comes to potions and elixirs. he's more of a crystals and magic ball kind of guy. speaking of crystals, "i thought you were gonna show me some of your new crystals?" you stop him from dragging you into the room where his cauldron is located and eye him suspiciously.
"riiight well i sent them to hueningkai to get them cleaned and rid of any bad energy, you know," he smiles at you nervously hoping you'll buy that. you nod skeptically but allow him to continue guiding you to his cauldron.
"woah," you look at the pot in the middle of the room with awe. its a pretty shade of pink and lavender and smells like cherries. "what potion is this supposed to be," you ask him. soobin stares at you, "uh well i don't really know to be honest. i was hoping you could taste test it?" he rubs his neck.
"why don't you taste test it," you raise a brow at him. "i don't think it'll work on me," he laughs nervously. "because i'm already in love with you." you glance down at the pot again, "what if its something bad?" he raises his hands in defense, "it's nothing bad i promise, i wouldn't do that to you."
you shrug, "ok then i trust you." hearing you say those words make him feel kind of guilty but he pushes that feeling back. he looks inside the cupboard for a tiny glass vial for you to drink out of. he dips the vial into the pot waiting for it to fill up before handing it to you. "tell me if you feel any different." you nod, taking the vial from him.
he watches you closely as you drink the potion. if his calculations (and the book) were correct then it should last for only 5 minutes. he mentally sighed, unfortunately, there was no such thing as a love potion lasting forever. he would just have to savor these 5 minutes of whatever the potion did to you.
the sound of you putting the vial down startles him out of his thoughts. "soobin?" you ask quietly. he doesn't look at you, he looks at the empty vial then slowly looks up at you. you're looking at him with confusion written all over your face. "y-yeah?"
"i've always had feelings for you but was never sure how to show them or how you'd feel towards them since im just a measly human and you're a wizard?" he can hear the confusion clear as day in your voice. his mouth drops open in shock because what? you just confessed? you've liked him this whole time?
the potion must've only heightened your feelings since apparently you already liked him. he wasn't sure what to say or do so he just stayed in his spot. "im sorry did i just say that? you must've made a love potion or something," you sigh dejectedly. you didn't want soobin to find out just so that he would reject you but here you were telling him.
soobin looks at your sad state and feels like he should come clean, he feels way too guilty right now. "y/n i knew it was a love potion but to be fair i didn't think it would work!" he sees your eyes widen then narrow as if trying to figure out whether or not you should be mad at him.
"i'm pissed as fuck but i want to kiss you at the same time," you want to cry because you've never felt so conflicted in your whole life. soobin sees the distress in your face and runs up to hug you. "fuck im so so sorry y/n. i just wanted you to like me since i wasn't sure if you liked me back, i was being really fucking selfish."
he wants to punch himself so hard right now. he should've listened to taehyun.
you push him away softly and tug him down to your level to kiss him. to say he's surprised is an understatement. he kisses you back softly but hesitantly because he's scared the potion is gonna wear off at any moment. before he even gets the chance to get deeper into the kiss and place his hand on your waist, he's being pushed back roughly.
he's still in a daze but he can clearly see the anger and embarrassment in your face. "if you wanted to know how i felt about you, you could've asked me on a date or something normal! you didn't have to slip me a love potion. god, i know you use magic for everything but you stooped low soobin."
you turn your back to him to leave his apartment but feel him holding you back. "wait i know i fucked up big time but im really sorry ok?" you yank your arm from him and continue walking towards the door.
"sorry isn't gonna cut it soobin. you betrayed my trust and i don't wanna see you anymore." with that you slam the door right in his face, leaving him speechless and guilty.
Soobin let out a heavy sigh as you forced him to sit down on the lid of the toilet.
“I told you, it’s not that big of a deal,” he flexed his hand to examine the purple bruising that had bloomed over his knuckles. Small, half healed cuts littered the once perfectly smooth skin. The smell of rubbing alcohol permeated the air as soon as you flipped open the cap. From your corner of the bathroom, you examined Soobin’s hunched figure. He looked so frail sitting underneath the single overhead light of your upstairs bathroom. Although a baggy sweatshirt hid his lengthy arms, you could tell by the way he carefully stretched them that he was sore. Your eyes flicked over his face, unable to focus on anything but the garish bruise circling his eye all the way up to his eyebrow.
“Stop staring at me, Y/N.” You blushed at the idea of being caught in your staring, but soon you became more annoyed than anything. With a soaked cotton ball in hand, you strode over to him and grabbed for his scratched hand.
“No, Soobin. I think I’m allowed to stare at you. You blew me off three days in a row, and now you show up at my house like this? You’re my best friend, and I love you, but I deserve to know what you’ve been doing. Who gave you that black eye?”
He winced as you pressed the cotton ball into his injured hand harder than you probably should have.
“Your ex,” his voice was so quiet that you honestly didn’t hear him. You couldn’t even rely on lip reading as his head was hung to face the floor as you cleaned him.
“What?”
“Your ex,” he spoke again, clearer as he lifted his head to lock eyes with you. “The black eye was,” he shrugged weakly, “a side effect. Of giving him what he deserves.”
“I-” the cotton ball stilled but Soobin didn’t move his hand at all. “I didn’t ask you to do that.” He sighed and used his free hand to push his hair out of his eyes.
“I know. But it’s what you deserve. I love you.” The words hung heavy in the air. You reached for his other hand and he easily gave it over.
