ʚଓ ּ ֶָ֢. being best friends with an idol had its perks — especially when you were jobless . thank god for han jihoon and his big mouth , now you finally have a job you love . or maybe someone you love ?
⋆˚࿔ 00 . jobless idiot
01 . applications
02 . woonhak stfu
03 . i’m in …?
04 . first encounters are always hard
05 . test drives
06 . are you up ?
07 . group dinner again ??
08 . shinyu’s first win
09 . oh him ?
10 . dohoon’s vlog …
11 . siblings day out !! ft leehan
12 . sneak outs & talks
13 . graduation day !
14 . ceo’s email …?!
15 . texts count btw
16 . funny guy ? i’m funny too ??
17 . psst …
18 . awkward tension
19 . silence .
20 . forever goodbye …?
21 . alone time
22 . already ?
23 . surprise …!
24 . only us .
25 . two worlds apart .
26 . beautiful
27 . miumiu’s girl
28 . bare minimum
.✦ ݁˖ heeheesang notes ꪆৎ hai hello annyeong :3 welcome to my tws writer debut …? this will be a short and simple smau just for me to get back on track with writing ! i hope everyone loves this as much as i do hehe 🍀 the tags are so hard to find omg 😭
⋆.𐙚 ̊ clingy!tws headcanons, idol!tws x gn!reader, wc: +1.7k, i mean no harm to any of the members. this is purely a work of fiction!
⋆˚꩜｡ shinyu
shinyu may be the eldest in the group, but as the youngest in his family, there's nothing he likes more than being babied by you. it had been their day off and you had planned an outing together that day. but shinyu was being extra clingy, refusing to get out of bed.
"baby, five more minutes, please," he said, voice muffled as he burrowed his face in the crook of your neck, messing up his bedhead even more, which you didn't even know was possible. you always teased him how crazy his hair would be after bed, having your phone gallery full of pictures of what he looked like first thing in the morning.
"hwannie, you've been saying that for the past hour," you whined as lightly hit his chest, feigning annoyance. but on the inside, you didn't mind the opportunity to cuddle with him a little bit more. especially since he’d been so tired from his schedules lately.
"last five minutes, i promise," he replied, hugging you even closer to his chest. you could only roll your eyes in amusement, giving in to his request. your hand unconsciously reaches up to thread your fingers through his hair, as if he was a puppy. he hummed and smiled even in his sleepy state, thinking that he could stay here in this moment for the rest of his life.
rest of the members under the cut!
⋆˚꩜｡ dohoon
it was a friday night, and that meant your weekly date night with dohoon. this week, you had decided to have a stay in date at their dorms, where you ordered food for everyone and played video games in the living room. you all were having fun, throwing jokes left and right, and making fun of each other’s mario kart skills. as the night grew darker, the others started heading to bed, leaving you and dohoon in the living room
you had shifted from your spot from the couch, planning to clean up the mess before heading home. dohoon had told you they had schedules the next day, so it was best for you to go home so that you were out of everybody’s way when they needed to get ready in the morning.
“i’ll go home after cleaning-“ you started, before you felt dohoon’s arms wrap around your waist. “no,” he whined “you’re staying the night with me.” you could only let out a small laugh at his reaction. dohoon, despite caring so deeply of his cool image, was always so clingy when the it’s time for you to go home. he had always claimed that you helped him sleep better. which is true, considering it would need double the effort to get him out of his bed if you were sleeping with him.
“you have schedules tomorrow and i don’t want to bother-“ you couldn’t even finish you sentence before dohoon pulled you back on the couch. falling onto your back, you barely had time to escape before dohoon put his entire body weight on you. “you’re not a bother to anyone, and the schedules are in the afternoon,” he said casually as if you weren’t being squished, “so can we please cuddle and sleep in tomorrow?” he finally brought his gaze to you, waiting for your response.
you were going to say no, but you couldn’t resist the look on his face. from his beady eyes, to his puffed out cheeks, and to his pouty lips, he was already begging you to stay.
“fine, you’re getting away with it this time,” you said before placing a kiss on his lips. but who were you kidding, he always got his way.
⋆˚꩜｡ youngjae
youngjae was always the quiet one, but you noticed that tonight he had been maybe too quiet. you were hanging out with the other members, exploring the city after dinner. throughout the night, you would squeeze youngjae’s hand and ask him with your eyes if everything was okay. but he’d only give you a reassuring smile in return before turning his attention back to the group.
everybody decided to go back to the hotel, already tired from the day’s activities. you were sharing a room with youngjae of course, and you were also excited to have some alone time with him after a long day out with friends.
you barely got to close the door to the hotel room when youngjae caught you in the biggest bear hug, dropping his forehead to your shoulder.
"is something wrong?", you asked, concerned over your boyfriend's behavior. you felt him shake his head against your shoulder, "nothing, just wanted your attention."
you smiled at his reason before teasing him, "you big baby. let's spend tomorrow for just the two of us, hm?" you suggested as you rubbed his back, not rushing to let go of the embrace.
throughout your relationship with youngjae, you came to realize that when his social battery would run out, his favorite way to recharge would be to spend some alone time with you.
he reluctantly let go of your hold to go and get ready for bed, but not before stealing a kiss and walking away as if he didn't ask to be babied for a good minute or two.
⋆˚꩜｡ hanjin
the moment the members had told you that hanjin was not feeling well, you immediately went to the store to buy things you needed to take care of him.
when you arrived at the dorms, you quietly walked in hanjin's room. approaching his bed, you tried to locate your boyfriend who was buried under blankets and his many plushies.
he stirred in his sleep, peaking his head from under the blankets. he squinted his eyes up at the figure in front of him. when he realized that it was you, he frowned, feeling guilty. "baobei, you didn't have to come here. you'll get sick," he said as he hid himself under the blanket again.
still, you approached him, and patted his head over the blanket. "don't worry, i'll just be in the kitchen making you food." you had left the room and made your way to the kitchen.
you hadn't even finished unpacking the groceries, when your heard a door click open and close. out came hanjin still wrapped in his blanket, taking small and slow steps to you in the kitchen. you were about the scold him when he had simply come up to hug you from behind.
"i want cuddles," he said, voice raspy and muffled. your heart immediately melted, not having the heart to scold him anymore. you grabbed him by the hand and guided him to the couch.
"we can cuddle later when you've eaten some food and taken your medicine, okay?" you said, as you made sure he was comfy on one side of the couch. all hanjin wanted to do was to cling on to you everywhere you went. but he knew you were doing what was best for him.
so he watched you move around the kitchen from the living room sofa, wondering how lucky he was to have you.
⋆˚꩜｡ jihoon
if you could describe han jihoon in only one word, it definitely would be clingy. you could be anywhere. in the dance practice room, their dorms, even in public. he would hug you, beg you to pet his hair, even putting his body in weird positions just to gain your attention and place his head under your hand.
you would sometimes wonder if he ever ran out of energy. because by the way you watch him interact with his members and perform on stage, it really did seem like he had unlimited energy.
but after a certain busy and tiring comeback season, they finally had a few days off. you were on your way to their dorm, already having a bag full of snacks to share with everybody. you were already thinking of all of the things that jihoon would want to tell you about this comeback and every funny moment that had happened in between.
but you were surprised when you entered their dorm and you weren't ambushed by your boyfriend, who would usually come bounding down the hallway to greet you like a puppy waiting for his owner. you found the other members in the living room, but jihoon had been nowhere to be found.
dohoon said that jihoon was in their room, saying that he was retiring early for the night. after dropping off the snacks, you went to jihoon's room where you found him already in bed, body in another weird sleeping position. you always teased him with the way that even in his sleep, his body can't stop moving.
you approached his bed, deciding to join him. jihoon stirred in his sleep, already moving aside to make space for you. even if he was half-asleep, it was as if he knew it was you, already had the feeling of your presence memorized.
once settled in bed, you could only laugh at the contrast of the situation. this was one of the rare times where you found jihoon tired out. calm, even. but nothing changed, as even in his sleepy state, he found your wrist and brought it to his head, asking for head rubs as he continued to fall back asleep.
⋆˚꩜｡ kyungmin
kyungmin was already so babied by his members, being the maknae. so in your relationship, it was actually kind of rare for him to be clingy to you, especially since he was used to being the eldest in his family, anyway.
but perhaps today was an exception. you were hanging out with the rest of the members at an arcade, having a go at the different games with each of the members.
but now that you were back home, you had wondered why kyungmin was following you around everywhere you'd go. even now as you were trying to focus on the movie that the two of you were supposed to be watching, kyungmin was restless beside you.
"okay, what's wrong?" you asked, as you finally turned to face him. he couldn't even meet your eyes, choosing to focus his eyes on his lap.
"y-you haven't been giving me a lot of attention today," he confessed quietly, "but you were having so much fun, so i didn't want to bring it up."
"aww, is my minie jelous?" you said, teasingly. before he could even protest, you wrapped your arms around him, snuggling your face into his chest. "you don't have to keep it in, okay? i like it when you're clingy."
kyungmin couldn't even respond. instead, he welcomed the attention with open arms, his heart warming at the fact that he doesn't need to pretend or hide his feelings, especially not from you.
gosh i forgot how hard it is to write headcanons hehe but i hope you like them!! pls send in any thoughts, ideas, requests and i'll try to get to them when i can! i'd also love to chitchat about the members any time!
[24/7] ୨୧ classmate!dohoon x reader﹒fluff high school au senior sunrise confession ft. zb1 gunwook, triples yubin, kiiikiii leesol, tws youngjae. ⠀2.3k ﹒ 🎧 ( supercrush )
💌﹒hai…anyone still remember me…LMAO ok but jokes aside sorry for ghosting you guys for two whole months TT i wish i could say that i’ve been busy (which i really have), but honestly i think my biggest issue is procrastination gulps... anyways i hope you enjoy i really love this fic 🥹
the glow of your phone screen illuminated your dark room as your alarm ringtone sounded and your device vibrated, reminding you it was time to wake up. you sat up in your bed, rubbing your eyes as you picked up your phone and turned off the alert. a glance at the time told you that it was currently 4:50am. the entire room was still pitch dark, the sky outside a jet black.
you yawned as you sat there for a moment, contemplating your life choices before it suddenly dawned on you why you had woken up so early in the first place: senior sunrise! the realization caused you to perk up, energy suddenly coming to you.
you picked your phone back up and turned off do not disturb, and right on cue, your friends’ messages started flooding into the notification center. you scrolled through the texts, most of them leesol and yubin debating with gunwook about how many donuts to buy. you smiled at their never-ending bantering before shooting them a text that you’d be on the way to school soon. then, climbing out of bed, you slipped into the bathroom to wash up and get ready.
( rest of fic under the cut ! )
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the air was fresh and chilly as you walked onto the football field of your school fifteen minutes later. blue hour was starting now, the night sky morphing into a mesmerizing shade of deep blue. you peered around, in search of your friends, and was met with the sight of gunwook struggling to carry four large boxes of donuts. you trotted over and took two from him, alleviating him from the risk of dropping all of them and getting scolded by yubin.
“yn!” gunwook turned toward you, happy to see you. “you made it!”
you grinned at him as you set the small stack of boxes on a nearby table, where yubin, committed to her duties as school president, was busy organizing the food the students had brought into a snack bar. leesol was next to her, helping her set up some pre-made signs.
the two looked up from their work upon your arrival.
“yn!” leesol came out from behind the table and gasped dramatically as she circled around you, admiring your outfit. “oh my gosh, you look so good!”
you smiled. “thanks. i forgot my jacket though…hopefully it doesn’t get cold later.” you sighed as leesol pouted and yubin patted your shoulder.
you helped yubin and leesol finish setting up the snack bar before the three of you made your way to where gunwook was laying out a picnic blanket on the synthetic turf.
“gunwook!” a male voice sounded from behind you guys. the boy looked up and saw youngjae, a guy in your class, coming over with his own group of friends. he ran over to the other boy, and two of them dabbed each other up. you noticed in particular that part of youngjae’s group was dohoon, the boy you sat next to in biology class. your heart involuntarily skipped a beat, like that was its natural reaction to dohoon’s very presence. the dip surprised even yourself, and you put your hand to your chest absently. it didn’t help that dohoon’s gaze hadn’t seemed to leave your figure since their group had come. you avoided his gaze, finding it to be a bit intimidating despite the fact that the two of you usually exchanged friendly interactions during class.
“wanna sit with us?” gunwook’s voice snapped you back to what was happening at hand. the other group voiced their agreement, and that’s how you found yourself sat between your friends and dohoon and his friends. somehow—by coincidence, you thought—he had taken a seat at the spot right beside you. the space was slightly cramped, with seven people sitting on three medium-sized blankets, and your shoulder brushed against his occasionally as you shifted around.
the sky started showing more visible signs of light, the color now slowly but surely shifting to a brighter cobalt blue, as more students from your grade made their way into the field.
just as everyone was settling down, playing games, chatting with each other, and munching on snacks, all waiting for the sun to rise, yubin suddenly got up with a start, as one of the teachers had come over to see her about something student government related. as if yubin’s departure had caused a domino effect, leesol also stood up, claiming to need to go use the restroom. gunwook followed, going with youngjae and the rest of dohoon’s friends to go play catch with a football.
and before you knew it, you were all alone with dohoon.
there was an obvious tension in the air, and the awkward silence was starting to make you a bit uncomfortable. however, just as you were about to say something to break the silence, dohoon suddenly spoke first.
“yn. how…are you doing today?”
you were a bit taken aback, hearing his voice initiate conversation for once. usually, you were always the one who started conversations during biology, saying hello when you saw him, commenting about the dissection specimen, asking him questions and such. you couldn’t deny though that—athough a bit unfamiliar—this was a pleasant change.
“i’m good, dohoon. what about you?” you returned politely.
“i’m good too.” he responded, sounding casual as he sat back, leaning on his hands, though you didn’t miss the faint tremble in his voice.
with that, silence ensued, and awkwardness retook its place, as if it had never left at all.
you looked into the distance, absentmindedly tapping your fingers on your arm as you silently prayed for leesol to return from the bathroom and end this awkwardness before you embarrassed yourself in front of dohoon. speaking of who, now cleared his throat as he too stared off into some distant spot, seemingly finding the principal’s munching on donuts to be very intriguing.
you turned your head, looking around at the activity of the other students around you. somehow, if felt as if the other kids were a whole different dimension away from you. like you and dohoon were encased in your own little private bubble separate from the rest of the world. just as you were about to make an observation about the photobooth in a lame attempt at reigniting conversation, a breeze suddenly rushed by, blowing your hair against your face as goosebumps quickly raised upon your bare arms, the feeling akin to raindrops falling upon the cement sidewalks on a particularly rainy day. you shivered involuntarily at the abrupt temperature drop.
dohoon’s figure seemed to visibly tense besides you. “are you cold?” he asked, concern washing over his perfect features.
you were about to shake your head, insisting you were fine, when he spoke again, shaking his head. “wait, sorry, that’s a really dumb question.” then, without warning, he unzipped his jacket, shrugged it off, and handed it over to you.
you stared at him blankly, unsure what to do as you took the jacket into your hands. dohoon made a vague gesture as if telling you to put it on. “wear it. i don’t want you to catch a cold.”
you hesitated a moment, but then the morning breeze picked up once more, and you found yourself pulling the jacket on. the sleeves were a bit long, but its warmth hugged you and gave you comfort. you couldn’t help but notice how good the garment smelled as well: its fragrance was a mix of refreshing cologne and a natural scent that reminded you of wood.
“thanks.” you remembered to say, mumbling the word quietly.
“no worries.” dohoon replies softly, and you look up as he shoots you a small, timid smile. and honestly? that smile warmed you up from inside out more than any jacket in the world possibly could.
you definitely didn’t imagine your own reaction when your face flushed. you could feel the heat, it was practically burning your face. the thought that you were probably already blushing profusely from the cold didn’t help your case either, only tinging your cheeks with more color—from embarrassment, this time.
thankfully, leesol was finally coming back from the restroom now, and you looked upon her approaching figure like she was your life saviour.
she plopped down on the blanket, took one look at you, and asked, “what’s wrong?”
you blinked twice. “nothing’s wrong.”
she narrowed her eyes at you for a moment, her eyes flickering between the jacket on you and dohoon’s jacketless figure next to you. she raised an eyebrow, staring not-so-discreetly at the boy who was nonchalantly scrolling on his phone now.
“did he…?” she asked you in a hushed voice.
you pretended to not understand what she was getting at as you answered, “did he what?”
“come on, yn! you know what i’m talking about…
at this point, the other boys were also making their way back from the field, talking animatedly. gunwook was tossing the football they had been throwing in the air, watching it spin in a spiral before catching it in his arms.
sensing a chance for a distraction, you grasped it quickly and called him over.
“gunwook! over here!”
dohoon’s head popped up at your words, and you stared at him as he watched gunwook’s approaching figure with a complex expression on his face. then, his head abruptly turned, and you found yourself staring into his eyes. your face burned as you briskly turned away.
“i’m going to the bathroom.” you announced as you stood up. you didn’t really have to go, but your heart felt somewhat heavy, like something was weighing on it, and you wanted to go be alone for a bit.
leesol looked up at you. “oh, okay. just make sure to come back before the sun rises!”
you nodded, walking off in the direction of the nearest bathroom.
you could feel a pair of eyes lingering on you even as you walked away.
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after having splashed water on your face to refresh yourself and having stared at your reflection for a good five minutes in the bathroom, you slowly made your way out, hands shoved in your—no, dohoon’s—jacket pockets.
you were starting to head back towards the football field when a quiet voice spoke from behind you.
“yn.”
you turned quickly, face lighting up in pleasant surprise as your brain registered the voice. sure enough, dohoon stood behind you, leaning on the wall separating the two bathrooms. you were so in your own headspace that you hadn’t even noticed him before. as you faced him, he stood up straight, staring into your eyes. his face was serious, but his eyes shone with something that looked a bit like determination.
“oh, hey, dohoon.”
“hi.” was the hesitant response. he scratched his nape, as if he didn’t know what to say. you noticed incredulously that he was—blushing?
he cleared his throat loudly, eyes darting from your eyes to your chin to your lips before finally settling on a spot on the top of your head. “um… how do i say this. i know we’re not really super close, but…”
you tilted your head, waiting.
his face flushed, and he looked right in your eyes as he said the next words. “but i like you! and i…have for a while, actually.”
whatever you had been expecting him to say, it definitely wasn’t this. you were about to say something in response, but he continued on.
“you’re such a caring person and just so pleasant to be around. and i wanted to tell you this now, at the start of our last year, because i wanted this year to be the year i become braver about expressing my feelings.”
you smiled at his words, feeling shy at his compliments. "that’s so sweet, dohoon. i'd love to get to know you better dohoon. to be honest, i've kind of liked you for a while now.”
dohoon’s entire face lit up in genuine surprise before a small smile slowly made its way onto his lips.
“really?” he asked quietly, relief washing across his features.
you nodded eagerly, and took a step forward, standing closer to him. then, standing up on your tip toes, you carefully leaned closer to his face, searching it. you found nothing but warmth and genuine affection on it. taking this as your sign, you closed the distance between the two of you and pressed a light, fleeting kiss onto his lips.
then, you reached out your hand. “come on, let’s go see that sunrise.”
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the two of you made your way, hand in hand, outside the building and back onto the football field, where everyone was starting to gather. the sky was a light blue now, and it was apparent that the new day was fully dawning now.
“yn! dohoon! hurry, the sun’s starting to rise!” you saw yubin beckoning you over in the distance.
you turned around, casting a glance at dohoon, who smiled at you. you found yourself smiling back as you pulled him toward your friends.
“yn!” leesol called as she saw you walking over. then, her eyes trailed to dohoon behind you, and they widened slightly. “oh, hi, dohoon…”
she looked back at you, raising her eyebrows in a silent question. you just shook your head, mouthing “later”, which satisfied her.
by this point, the golden rays of the morning sun had become fully visible, and the light cast a glow upon the seniors’ faces, illuminating their hopes for the new year and their futures.
you stare at the beautiful sight, feeling the sunlight engulf you like a warm hug. you turn to look at dohoon next to you, wanting to catch him enjoying the view as well, only to find him already looking at you.
you raise your eyebrows at him and ask playfully, “aren’t you going to enjoy the view too?”
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ ─── I'm a lucky fella, and i've just got to tell her that i love her endlessly 𖹭
⸝⸝ in which! dohoon keeps doing the same stupid jokes about your height... but you love him anyways ಄ genre! bftall!dohoon x short!reader. fluff, domestic life, stablished relationship, spring, based in seoul. (weird attempt of humor); requested! ☆ warning(s)! not proofread, kissing. › wc! 1.7k ۶ৎ we all love dohoon, right? hshs (2) happy almost-comeback-week!!! 𖧧 @fantasia-films ˎˊ˗
"She surely aint got no money, her clothes are kinda funny, and her hair is wild and free" was the first thought that came to Dohoon's mind when he first saw you. Yes, he was certain it was a song he had heard sometime ago, but it just resonated with you so much that day...
It had been a spring day (a very spring day, indeed, as flowers started to bloom, and pollen was all over the place), the day he met you. You were smiling and giving tiny hops all around the road. You just seemed so happy looking at the pink cherry trees; the ones the rest of the people didn't seem to even notice as they passed by. He just thought you were cute. Like a breath of fresh air.
He had to admit how he thought you were pretty tiny, although Dohoon really didn't notice how much he actually liked that characteristic until recently. That Dohoon, the one from two years ago, wouldn't have noticed half of the things that Dohoon noticed about you nowadays. He wouldn't even have imagined you would share a class together and somehow just... end up together. Live together. Laugh together.
Two years from that, and now he was walking right beside you in the same park, holding hands, and laughing as you walked by those same cherry trees.
"Your hand is so small," muttered Dohoon in one of your endless conversations, squeezing it just to prove he was right. He used to joke about how you were much tinier than he was. Just because he loved the annoyed face you put on when he did so.
You narrowed your eyes, just as he expected, frowning. "Brou. It's not. My hand is perfectly normal, it's not my fault yours is just like a replica of a dinosaur's paw." You said sharply, clearly obvious to your boyfriend that you were just messing around.
"A dinosaur?" he chuckled, "You know dinosaurs are tall and sexy, right? So thank you for the compliment, baby."
You frowned in disbelief. "Aham. It's not a compliment, though." You said, shaking your head. "You should be in the museum next to the diplodocus right now. I'm sure they are searching for you. I might even have to call them so they take you to the place you really belong."
"And that is...?" He wondered, grinning, testing your knowledge on dinosaurs (which, by the way, he knew quite well was pretty limited).
You took your time to think, doing a soft 'hmm' even if you (clearly) didn't know the answer. Your memory was bad, okay?
"Dinoland," you said at last.
This made Dohoon burst out laughing, and even if you didn't want to follow him, his laugh was just so contagious that you ended up doing so (against your will).
"¿Dinoland?" He managed to inquire while laughing. "I hope Lilliput's open for you then."
You widened your eyes and kicked him softly in his lower arm, still laughing. "Dohoon!"
There's no need to say you two continued laughing for the rest of the walk, under that beautiful, pink sky.
The teasing kept going on until you got home. It felt as if Dohoon had found the new thing which entertained him the most, really. He teased you about your height: about how you were so small he could practically hug you and make you disappear or how you could get lost so easily among the crowds. It was usual, and he did it smoothly too; so smoothly it was almost pleasant.
Key word: Almost.
You, honestly, did not know if you hated it or loved it. Maybe both. Who knew. But you, certainly, thought it was cute. You knew it was his way of saying ‘I love you’.
It was late at night. Almost dinner time. Before, you had been sleeping comfortably, hugging Dohoon and breathing easily. It was Dohoon's day off, and even if you wanted to do things together, he still needed to rest. He deserved it. And nap time was sacred for both of you.
However, you now needed to wake up and do your boring adult stuff. You sighed and cursed your stomach for being hungry.
You slipped away from him, careful not to wake him up. You were wearing Dohoon's green and pink hoodie (your favorite from his wardrobe), which only made you look three times smaller. Not because you were short (that, well- that was debatable) but because he was indeed like a walking streetlight. You liked how it looked on you, so you usually wore it when he was at home.
You glanced at him once more. He was sleeping like a pretty little baby. His oval face, his steady breathing, made him look so peaceful you just wanted to stay a bit more.
'Grrrrr', you heard. It was your stomach. Unfortunately, it seemed like your body didn't want you to stare at Dohoon.
So, you stood up, putting your feet against the floor and shuffling your feet. Soon, you arrived at the kitchen, where the magic usually happened and started cooking. It wasn't like cooking was your favorite thing in the world. Even more, every time you could, you would let Dohoon do this kind of work and then enjoy the meal he had prepared.
But sleep is sacred, so you just started to work.
Time passed, and Dohoon started to hear noises from the kitchen. No need to say that woke him up. He was a light sleeper. The boy rubbed his eyes and glanced to the side, expecting to have you beside him - even if you obviously weren't, because if not, who would be making such noises?
He was still disappointed in not finding you there, though. He stood up, even if he really did not want to, and walked to you. There was a sweet smell all around the apartment, and that was part of the reasons he felt curious. You never cooked, and now Dohoon felt scared of you burning down the kitchen.
What he found there, however, wasn't fire but you trying to get a jar he had lifted a bit too high for you to reach. So you were hopping, sticking out your tongue in concentration.
Quacking jar, you thought to yourself, who the hell had had the idea of leaving it up there?
Dohoon grinned and got closer to you without you even noticing. "Hi," he said. You jumped because of the sudden surprise.
"Oh. Oh my god, Dohoon..." You said, putting your hand on your chest and looking up to look at him. And a little higher, just because you couldn't see all his face from down there. "You scared me."
A chuckle escaped his lips. "Sorry, sweetie. Do you need that?" He pointed at the reddish jar.
"Yes..."
You looked at him. He lifted an eyebrow, his eyes on you.
"What?" He asked.
You bit your lip, not really wanting to ask it because you knew he was going to tease you about it. But on the other hand, you still needed that for the recipe. It was pretty important (or at least that was what it said).
"Could... Could you get it for me?"
"'Course," he nodded, as it was no big deal. Which, by the way, wasn't. It was just... weird. Because Dohoon did not tease you. Didn't say anything, just got it for you. And, of course, he was so tall and his arms were so long, he didn't need to say anything to just demonstrate it; he just got the jar even without standing on his tiptoes.
Your confusion was clear to him, as you were frowning and looking at him as if he had just turned into Spiderman. He gave it to you, directly into your hands. He must be half asleep, you thought. Well, maybe your skeptical manner was exaggerated, but he had been a real pain about that all day.
"What? Are you expecting me to say 'awie you are so small you couldn't get it by yourself'?’ because I could do it too if you want me to.." He teased, with a grin.
Okay, here it went, your typical Dohoon was back. He wasn't asleep, then. You rolled your eyes and shook your head, but with a small smile on your face that didn't go unnoticed by your boyfriend. "There's no need, you tease."
He snorted, and as you turned back to the meal you were preparing, Dohoon hugged you from behind, and rested his chin on your shoulder, arching his back. He enjoyed the moment for a little longer, taking in the sight of you cooking (a rare one), the way you were fighting with the vegetables to turn them around, and the smell of your scent mixed with the food’s. He knew quite well the next day he would go back to his tiring, exhausting schedule and wouldn't enjoy all that anymore.
He wouldn't properly see you in a couple of days, and suddenly... he felt scared. Even if he didn't quite know of what.
"Love." He called you after a while.
"hm?"
"You know I love you, right?" He muttered.
"Of course I do. And I do too. I love you a lot."
Dohoon nodded and let out the air he didn't even know he was holding. "Okay."
You snorted, turning off the fire once the food was ready. The smell only made you hungrier. But first things first, you thought as you turned around and wrapped your arms around Dohoon's neck.
"I love you. I'm proud of you, and I'm not going anywhere either. I'm here for you." You said slowly, quietly. Your gaze filled with love.
He shallowed hard, but smiled. Dohoon sometimes wondered how on Earth were you capable of saying the exact things he needed to hear to feel better, even when he didn't know himself.
"Thank you," he returned quietly as well.
You smiled too. He leaned slowly and pressed his forehead against yours, and then kissed you. It wasn't rough, or that type of kisses that leave you lingering for more. It was a soft one that carried more than words could actually say. It carried feelings, it carried love. The one you felt everyday when you walked near him, or when you slept, laughed, ate… just spend time with him.
You got on your tiptoes to kiss him better, which had become a habit.
Dohoon snorted at this. You rolled your eyes internally.
Man, how you loved him. Even with his stupid shortie jokes.
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You were perfecting your eyeliner, prepared to put blush on and do the finishing touches when your boyfriend pushed open the cracked door with an exasperated sigh. You watched as he wrapped a loose arm around your waist wordlessly, pressing a kiss into your temple.
“Hello to you too.” you guffawed, letting out a chuckle at his creased brows. “What's wrong, my drama-queen?”
His lips pouted immediately, and you had to fight off the urge to pinch his cheeks—he was just so damn cute you could hardly contain yourself.
Junghwan hovered for a second, and you stopped your makeup to examine his clothes, a loose white t-shirt and leopard print pants; His usual outfit to sleep. Very glamorous.
He sat on the closed toilet, body-language immediately hunched as he quietly asked. “Are you leaving?”
“Yeah,” you replied, pulling out your pink dusted brush, “I’ll be back in like 3 hours, I promise. You know I haven’t seen my mom in a bit, I miss her. It’s just lunch.”
He let out the most dramatic sigh you’d ever heard, staring at his feet kicking the rug slowly.
“If I knew you weren’t going to sleep in so late, I would’ve told her I was bringing you.” Junghwan looked up hopefully, “I was just worried you’d not want to come because it’s your only day off, but I can text her right now.”
You went back to doing your makeup when he jumped up, suddenly full of the energy he lacked a couple of minutes ago; Obviously still tightly grasped by sleepiness when he entered the bathroom.
“Really?” he asked, plopping himself onto the counter at your side. You looked at him curiously through the mirror, trying to focus so you could let him get ready.
“Sure baby, just let me finish then you can—“
“Will you do my makeup? I want to look my best for her, you know. I can’t be walking around with two 10s looking sub-par.”
You snorted out a laugh, looking towards him, but he was dead-serious. Then, you nodded, and the biggest smile ever spread across his face—you swear you could see all his damn teeth.
You’re just glad you knew how to do makeup enough (so you could see that smile all the time) and he had his bb cream shade already.
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He wont last. 1-2 weeks in he's gonna falter, how dare he hold his orgasm when his girlfriend is so hot and sexy and is just so generous? But what truly breaks him? You + home clothes + glasses + hair up. He can't handle himself, so long shinyu's pride!
~'Dohoon:
When he was offered the challenge he absolutely rejected the offer. As much as he loves spending time with you, sex is his stress reliever other than head pats. So he will instead taunt the other guys by sending a video of you face down ass up taking him sweetly and reminds them how they cant get their dick wet unlike him.
~'Youngjae:
He doesn't mind joining, thinking it will be fun. bOY was he wrong. He did reach far though, almost- ALMOST a month. Until he lose it when you had an ovulation week. He did resolve with just fingering and eating you out, but who is he to refuse when you ask so sweetly?
~'Hanjin:
I think he'd be winning this, He has a lot of self control that he can stand not having sex for one month. Of course, if you ask for pleasure he'll gladly finger or eat you out. But there was a moment where he offers his dick on the last day, cumming once the clock strike midnight.
~'Jihoon:
Jihoon here I'm still in between him nearing the end or quickly failed. He could be really horny when you test him, but if you didn't he wouldn't bother. What could break him is if you annoy it to him, or probably a wet dream. But then again, he doesn't really mind if he wins or not.
shinyu invited you to have a picnic near the han river since you both had nothing to do and the weather was perfect ; the breeze was gently blowing gentle and the sun slowly dipping towards the horizon. he found a quiet spot by the water and laid out the mat on the grass before unpacking the food you brought.
when you finished eating, you laid down on the mat feeling full from the food and he did the same, laying by your side as you both watched the sky turn from blue to deep shades of orange and pink. after a while, you started to feel shinyu's gaze on you so you turned your head and found him watching you intensly, a soft warm smile playing on his lips. your heart fluttered as you smiled back, feeling a sudden rush of shyness you quickly looked away, trying to hide the blush creeping up your cheeks, but you could still feel his eyes on you.
"what's wrong ?" he said laughing at how you were avoiding his gaze. you simply shook your head left and right before looking back to the sky. all of a sudden, you felt something warm on your hand, you looked at it and saw that he had reached over and gently took your hand. his touch was soft, and he held your hand as if he was scared to break it. you looked back at him searching for an answer to his sudden behaviour, but all you got was a smile, a beautiful smile. he looked unreal under the sunset, hair flowing in the wind, sunkissed skin and shiny eyes.
"you're so pretty..." he said quietly as he squeezed your hand lightly before placing it on his chest, right over his heart.
"you make my heart race every time you look at me," he said, his voice still quiet, almost like a whisper. he was right, you could feel his heartbeat under your palm it was fast and strong and you could feel yours starting to beat like his. your mind was racing but you didn't know what to say, it felt like if the words were stuck in your throat. his heart kept beating faster and faster making you smile at how you were making him feel.
"i've liked you for so long," he confessed softly with his deep voice. "i just didn’t know how to tell you until now."
"me too..." you almost whispered. you wanted to say something else but you didn't need to because he leaned in closer before gently cupping your face with his free hand. he suddenly closed the small distance between your face, and kissed you gently. his lips were soft and warm brushing gently against your making the kiss tender. you could feel him smiling in the kiss as his thumb was gently brushing your cheek. as he pulled away from the kiss, a soft laughter escaped both of you as shinyu put a hand on his face in embarrassement.
"you're mine now," he said in a chuckle as he took you in his arms, his smile widening making his eyes look cute.
"you're mine too," you said as he nodded in agreement before pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek.
