!!fem pronouns used | no warnings just heart melting fluff!!
A/n: there’s definitely not enough o.de content on this app and I’m here to please you with Seungmin writings😻
It was a sunny Saturday morning. 07:30am. The sun was already peaking through the curtains but it didn’t bother you. You were still sleeping since yesterday was extremely exhausting for you. You were currently helping out in a small restaurant wich usually wasn’t really popular but somehow there were many people yesterday. The whole restaurant was full with people and you had to do your best to keep it up with all the customers and orders they made.
Anyways,once you made it home you changed into your pyjamas and fell asleep directly after going to bed. Yet,you were sleeping,dreaming,laying heavenly in your bed. That changed a few minutes later since you woke up,feeling something on your forehead and then on your cheek. It was something that left soft tingles on the place it just was.
You blinked a few times before opening your eyes slowly. You jumped slightly as you saw the pretty face of your boyfriend above you. „Good morning beauty“ he said while giving you a warm smile. „w-what are you doing here? And how did you get in here?“ you sat up and rubbed your eyes softly „am I dreaming?“ the boy giggled softly and caressed your cheek. „You‘re not dreaming baby. You left your second key at my place and I wanted to bring it back and surprise you.“ you smiled at him and leaned into his touch. „Thank you minmin“ you gave him a quick peck on his cheek before getting up.
„You‘re wearing my shirt?“ he said with a soft smile on his face while you walked towards the bathroom. You turned around to face him and nodded. „I stole it from you when you stayed here for a week…I thought you wouldn’t notice when it’s missing,looks like you didn’t.“ you turned around one last time before closing the door. „Besides that I really missed you and it smells like you.“ after you disappeared in the bathroom,Seungmin turned around with a smile and went to your kitchen. He started to prepare some pancakes and waffles for you and decorated them with whatever he was able to find.
You came back,dressed in a cropped shirt paired with a short skirt. You knew that your boyfriend loved this outfit. He always told you how cute you look in the skirt and how well your body looked in this outfit. You wrapped your arms around his torso from behind and watched his actions. Your head was next to his left arm as you watched him decorating the food. Suddenly he lifted his arm and trapped your head between his arm and his torso. „Heyyyyy!!!“ you said while you laughed a bit. O.de looked down at you with a happy smile while you pouted at him. He giggled and riffled your hair with his fist before letting you go again. „OH SEUNGMIN I JUST MADE MY HAIR LOOK GOOD“ you looked at him angrily. He finished preparing the food and turned to you. He looked at you for a second and then started to fix your hair,laying all the hair that fell out of its place back to where it belongs. You admired his features while he did so. He looked adorable,always. His gaze was focused and his mouth slightly opened and you could’ve sworn that his eyes had little twinkles in them when you looked at you after he was done. He cupped your cheeks and placed a kiss on your forehead. „Now let’s eat before it’s cold“
You two ate breakfast while talking about the last days. It turned out that both of you had a few exhausting moments lately. „You know what?“ Seungmin said after stuffing the last piece of his pancake into his mouth. „What?“ you said watching him in awe. „I‘m gonna stay with you for the whole entire next week. I‘ll be here and wait for you after work and I’ll spoil you with my presence and with food“ you looked at him blankly for a minute wich made him a little nervous. „mhhh will you spoil me with love too?“ you asked wich made your boyfriend jump up suddenly. He walked over to you and lifted you up from your chair. Your legs automatically wrapped around him just like your arms did around his neck. His arms were placed around your waist as he started to place kisses all over your face. „I’m gonna give you“ kiss „all the love“ kiss „that I got“ kiss „and even more“ he placed one last kiss on your lips wich lasted longer then the others wich were basically just short pecks. You smiled into the kiss and buried your head in the nape of his neck while he walked to your couch,placing you on it and putting on your fav show on Netflix. You snuggled into some pillows while he took care of the plates you two left on the dinning table.
You were sure that the upcoming week will be one of the bests you‘ll ever experience.
Summary: Falling in love is supposed to be something beautiful, so why does it hurt so much?
Italics are thoughts
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Seungmin’s POV
Enthralled by the sight in front of me, I sat as if in a trance just staring. I probably looked like a creep. But I just couldn’t remove my eyes. I could barely blink, afraid I would something. It was captivating. I became emerged in the moment, daydreaming of being a part of it.
“Hey, Seungmin. Yo, man? Hello? You there?” I shook my head, ending my trance. I blinked a couple times in confusion to comprehend the situation. “Huh, oh, yeah. What’s up man?” Jiseok, my best friend, sat down beside me out in the courtyard. “Dude, you were totally staring. You gotta stop it, people are beginning to talk about how weird you are for just zoning out and staring like that all the time. You should be happy that no one else knows what, or who, you are staring at,” I let out a deep sigh before lowering my gaze to the ground, huh one of my shoelaces are untied I should fix that. “I know, it’s not like I think about it. It kind of just happens. I can’t help it that my eyes always seem to find her wherever I am,” Jiseok put his hand on my shoulder lightly squeezing in a somewhat comforting way. “Seung, this isn’t healthy. Come on,” “where are we going Seok?” “We, are going to meet up with the others and we’re going to have fun to take your mind of, all this,” I tried to give him a smile, but my muscles just weren’t cooperating with me, no matter how much I tried I couldn’t bring myself to smile. “Okay, let me just fix my shoelace,” As I bent down to retie my shoelace my eyes once again fell upon the same place as a minute before but now I found that bench empty, void of the one my eyes searched for. With one more deep sigh I stood up, grabbed my bag and walked away with Jiseok beside me. Maybe this is for the best, maybe distance and distractions are what I need.
15 minutes later I found myself in Gunil’s parent’s garage where our little group of friends usually hang out. So far it was Gunil, Jiseok and I there. Jungsu, Hyungjun and Jooyeon were gonna be here in a couple minutes. I slouched down on one of the armchairs, how come life had to be so hard. Why are you so cruel? Was I asking too much?
“YOOOO, Jooyeon in the houseeee!” And there he was, the maknae of out group, also the most energetic one - well most of the time at least. After Jooyeon came Jungsu and Hyungjun who both were much calmer - maybe because those two are introverted while the rest of us are extroverted. Jungsu took a seat in the armchair beside mine. “Hey Seungmin, how are you feeling?” Everyone sat down in their preferred spots and quieted down to hear my answer. “Like crap. I just want to like rip my heart out or something,” “Look, I kind of know what you are going through. Remember Yunhee? I was so in love with her but she rejected me, publicly, you know in front of the entire school. I thought she liked me too, but I was very wrong. However, I hadn’t known her as long as you’ve known (Y/n). So I don’t know exactly what you’re going through but we are here for you. I know you’re hurting but you’re not alone,” I looked toward Gunil with teary eyes.
“Seeing her everyday just hurts so much. I know she’s happy with him and I should be happy for her but god damn it hurts not having her. Knowing I created this cliff that drives us apart. I just want her back, I just want my friend back. My mom called yesterday asking if (Y/n) had talked about how we would celebrate christmas, if we were going to their house or to ours. Mom forgot that I told her that (Y/n) and I aren’t friends anymore. Do you know how much it hurt hearing my mom ask that? Every christmas prior to this one I’ve spent with my family and (Y/n) along with her family. But now, because of me, our parents can’t be friends anymore. I didn’t only ruin things for myself but for my parents as well,” “Seungmin, it might feel weird but technically, your parents and (Y/n)’s could still hang out but the two of you might not want to be there for now. Maybe in the future you can go back to your old ways. You never know,” “I guess you’re right,” Jun Han, always the one to bring in these nuanced thoughts, “But, I don’t know if I will ever loose these feelings. She’s my first love, I mean it’s been almost two months since I last texted with her but my feelings are just as strong,” “Hey, it’s okay. Feelings are complex, we’re not supposed to understand them all the time. Just remember that we’re here for you, okay? And if you really don’t want to risk seeing (Y/n) over christmas, then come celebrate it with my family and me.” “Thanks Seok, I’ll think about it. Thank you guys,” For the first time in a while I could conjure up a tiny smile, although the smile did nothing to conceal the dead and empty look in my eyes as I felt the great void of losing someone precious. The night continued with us playing some games to try and get my mind of (Y/n). It didn’t work fully but there were short fleeting moments when I felt like my old happy self once again. One day, I will be okay again.
Christmas came around and it had been decided that I would celebrate with my family, who were going to celebrate with (Y/n), her family and her boyfriend. I found this out the morning of Christmas, so I had no chance of getting out of it. I would have to sit at the table watching as the love of my life is with someone who isn’t me.
And so dinner time came around as the whole (Y/n) entourage arrived. Fortunately, I didn’t sit beside (Y/n) or her boyfriend, nor was I sitting directly opposite one of them. I was diagonally across from (Y/n) and with my brother in front of me. Occasionally my eyes would wonder and end up stopping once they fell upon (Y/n). I admired her smile, her laugh, her. Just everything about her. Suddenly, she turned her head and even though I hurriedly averted my eyes she still caught me staring. For the rest of the evening, I kept to the background, always with my eyes on the ground to avoid doing the same mistake again. Once the night came to an end, I watched as (Y/n) kissed her boyfriend outside our porch from the window in the kitchen, I dreamt of it being me but shook my head to rid myself of such thoughts. It could never be us. Throughout the night, we didn’t speak a single word to one another, not even hello or goodbye.
It felt like those nightmare when you are running in a hallway but no matter how much you run you can never reach the end, the hallway just keeps going and going. It’s hopeless, no matter what you try, you can never make it out. Maybe if you came to a halt you would find a way out but then again, the monster chasing you is scary enough to keep you in motion. Stopping would mean death, probably, who knows. That’s exactly what I feel with you. I am always so close, yet so far away. You are always just barely out of my reach. No matter what I tried I just couldn’t get to you, I could never have you. You made that very clear.
Seeing you with him, hurts. But what hurts the most, is the distance, the distance I created by telling you. Telling you I was in love with you, my childhood friend. Hearing you laugh at me, thinking I was joking hurt. “Seungmin, you’re hilarious. That’s a good joke. But you know we could never date, we’re like siblings. Oh but now that we’re talking about things like these, I’m in love with -” One of our upperclassmen, and apparently he liked you too. And now you’re dating. In the beginning the growing distance wasn’t that noticeable, but you stopped sitting close enough to touch me, you stopped hugging me, we never had physical contact anymore. Then it was the physical conversations, you drifted away further and further, we barely spoke in person anymore. Finally, you stopped calling and you stopped answering my calls, we no longer texted or sent memes to one another. I gave up after you had ghosted me for a week. That’s when I knew that I had lost you.
Now all I can do is watch you from afar as you do all the things I dreamt of doing with you with him. Always looking away when you look my way because I don’t want to seem like a creep. I just can’t help myself, to me you are the sun. You are the most beautiful person in the world, to me you are a work of art. But just like with art pieces, I can only watch from a distance never close enough to feel you. Maybe I should have just kept my mouth shut and kept these stupid feelings hidden so that you wouldn’t be so far away.
Summery: based on the prompt “you make me tea when I’m sick and I get the urge to kiss you. deliriously I ask if I can. You come the the conclusion that we’ll kiss after I stop sneezing.” Friends to lovers fluffy fluff
A/n: oh my god me??? Posting a fic??!! Who knew I could do that lmao. Anyways this is for the lovely anon who requested this. I had a little trouble writing it as y’all could tell from how long this took because I have trouble writing for someone I don’t feel attracted to 😭🤣 because life has been busy and because I can barely write fluff lol. But I tired really hard to! And I hope this is up to your expectations, dear anon. And I hope everyone else to reads it likes it as well :)
warnings/info: Mentions of food, obviously sick reader, kissing, extremely fluffy, as fluffy as I could make it, a very small mention of underwear in a laundry basket (🤣,) reader and seungmin are really good friends, friends to lovers, a couple curse words, mentions of drifting off to sleep (man, if I could do that lol) and I think that’s it! Please let me know if I missed anything!
~this is simply a piece of fiction. My imagination onto “paper”. This is in no way meant to be taken as anything actual or a real representation of anyone.~
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When you had sent Seungmin a plain "S.O.S" text, (which was code for "get over here and bring food") you didn't expect him to come over so quickly. What? Was he waiting down the street or something? He dropped off the food onto your bedside table and unknotted the bag, taking the styrofoam container out and letting that sweet sweet smell of comfort food waft through the air of your room to your nose. He wondered why he was so fast getting over to your place too. It did more than cross his mind about why both of you acted like this with each other.
It wasn't like you two were together. Nonetheless, an electric shock shot up his back at the thought. You and him-- being together. He tried to dismiss the feeling of his hands shaking, his mind spinning, and his heart thumping in an erratic pattern as he handed you a fork for your food. "You're not gonna have any?" You asked nasally, nose so clogged that it sounded like someone had stuffed half a box of tissues in each nostril. He visibly perks up at your words. "There's plenty." You remind him. How come now that hes here he suddenly can't think of anything besides you?
It was odd, but he still liked having his mind blank and only clouded by you. The thought of you made nice clouds. How could he suddenly forget that he had gotten two servings so both of you can eat your late lunch? "I know, I know." He sung, getting up to get a dish from your kitchen. He comes back to you on your bed, bundled up in blankets, head against the wall, and skin a couple shades darker than usual.
"You didn't put your fork in again, right? I don't want to get infected." He laughs. But really, the both of you knew that he was only joking. If you needed to, he'd let you have the last piece of food that existed at the expence of him. Just so you could be a little stronger. Even more so, anytime you came over to where he lived you could take his favorite snack and "barrow" his jewelry. You did that sometimes-- take some of his rings or necklaces then giving them back later, asking of course, but it always made him smile when he saw you wearing them. It made him feel like... like wearever you were you could have something of his that reminds you of him. That you thought of him throughout your day. Overall made him feel just that much closer to you. Not just that you were wearing it, but also because he let you take it in the first place
"No, Seungmin," You wheezed out a laugh, "I'm not trying to poison you." He takes a bite from his own portion. "Yeah, that would be pretty out of the ordenary for you. I didn't do anything deserving of death by good food." He triesm god, he really tries to make you feel better at a time like this. He just wants you to forget about whatever is hurting and how you can't breath through your nose and to feel relaxed. Having that calm feeling and enviornment always helps when youre sick. Whnever you try to speak, even if it is to give a small word of agreement to whatever he talks about, he urges you with more concern than a mother to "Please, not talk if it'll hurt your voice and throat even more." Noting about a speady recovery has anything to do with making your thoat even more sore ans scratchy. He hands you your water when you start to sit up, antisipating your moves like he was inside your head.
His fingers slid against yours, making him look up at you in surprise. You didn;t seem to mind though, a smug smile on your face like you were the mastermind in all this-- like you had wanted for it to happen anyways. He thought about, not just the very distracting tingling feeling now spread up his hands; the type you'd get when on the edge of a cliff in your feet. Somehow, in all of it, the waters down below him looked safe as ever. BEcause they were... they had you in them. The ocean that was you that seemed to be calling out to him, airy feeling intering his lungs and scent wafting past in nose... it was warm, and safe, and inviting.
He quickly withdrew his hand when the glass he had filled up when he got here was gripped in your hand. That was another thing: he never failed to make double sure that you had it. Whatever it was didn’t really matter. But what was important was how before ever letting go he would make sure you could handle it. Whether that be a glass of water when you're sick or something bigger. But he always, and I mean always made sure you were good with whatever it was.
He also thought about the reason why he was so in tune. You only had to move an inch and he already realized what you wanted. "Shouldn't you be sitting farther away? Whatever this is, it's nasty you don't want it." He was in such a deep daze that you had finished talking before he could gently scold you about talking. WHy hadn't he thought of that? He wondered. Well, if he was farther away how would he bring you your water so you wouldn't have to get up when you needed it? Reluctantly thought, he still got up and moved across your bedroom. He still had his mind about him, you know.
once you Finish your food, he stands up with a jolt. You raise your head, sensing he had an idea. You liked his ideas. Most of the time, that is. But no matter what, whenever he’d give them you’d listen. Knowing that it could take some courage and lots of effort to formulate them and to put them into the right words. He pats his knees as if you weren’t already giving him rapt attention. Your eyes only on him. Him and his wide eyes. “You know what? You need some tea, yeah?” Your dry mouth watered at the thought of something warm and soothing slide down your throat.
You can't help but smile at his request, and he knows it, getting up to your kitchen. Thats just who he he is, thats just how you both are. Making each other smile and press your lips together and look down at your shoes and the stupidest things. You hear your stove turn on, it was always loud. He had stayed over one night and you two had shared a joke about waking the neighbors and getting noise complaints. BUt it never made you feel unsafe or uneasy about it. Rather, the jokes you two took part in, the minutes of his and yours lives were you could both just breath? It made you noting short of calm. Thats what he always did for you.
In a matter of a few minutes the tea was done. Your body was still flopped on your bed as you hear his socks slide across your floor. You could barely smell it, the faint whiff of the herbs he brought into your bedroom soothed you none the less. Your eyes were heavier than the pit growing in your stomach. You wanted so badly to blame it on how it was only his affection while taking care of you that made you feel this way. How you didn't even need to ask and he was there. He didn't really do that for anyone else right?
But you cant think about that now, can you. Not when he's two feet into your door and placing a cup with a plate on top, and telling you not to drink it for a few minutes because it needs to steep. "I'm not a baby, you know." You grumble as if he's just told you not to touch the hot stove. "I know you're not... baby." he laughs, bumping you with his shoulder. It's a tease, for sure. Stupid little confident menacing tone passing out from his stupid pretty lips along with words that should either make you mad or chuckle and not melt further into your pile of blankets like you are.
"Thought you--" You say, mostly through your clogged nose. He tisks and rolls his eyes as you, reaching over to your nightstand and giving you your phone. "No talking." He says as soft as a fluffy blanket washed in fabric softener and fresh out the dryer-- still warm and comfy. You snatch your phone out of his hands. The same ones that rub your shoulders when you're stressed. The same ones that fix something on your clothes or hand you an item he thinks is "cute" and he thinks "would look cute on you."
"If its so cute why dont you wear it? They have your size." you sometimes say. "But it's for you. I said it would look cute on you. Not on me, not on the hanger. You. Colors go nice with your skin." he always smiles back.
What is it?
You see pop up at the top of your screen. Not unlike what happens between the both of you usually. Back and forth, up making your heart jump with anticipation then back down again and making your stomach sink, dodging thoughts and feelings with halfway written then scrapped text after halfway written and scrapped text.
Thought you didn't wanna get my germs?
You say. And to your surprise his body doesn't shoot up in disgust. Youre laying on your side, unable to really see him on the other end of your bed.
Look up
The second you do he points to his mask. You see the sides of his eys crinkle like tissue paper from a bagged gift. You smile. But really, in this room, he is the gift. Not the tea or food he brought. Him. His care. The warm feeling he brings along with him everywhere he goes. You see it like a trail following him. Slight and hard to see. But still there none the less. He seems to breathe in air and let out warmth to all around him.
whyr you smiling at me?
The buzz in your hand makes you come back to reality, looking at your phone. Why are you smiling at him? You know why. You don’t like to think about it, though. Because the more the thought of him lingers in your mind like the memory of a good dream, the more you know you’ll smile at him. The more he might figure it out. The more you think about it, the more you’ll be admitting to yourself how much you like him.
And my fucking god, you really do like him. Before you can think of it any more, you quickly type something out that isn’t a four paragraph long love letter/confession to the man.
Noting weirdo
Your eyes catch his roll from above his mask, leaning further away from you. You think it’s just him being dramatic. But really, how dramatic is physically having to move yourself away from someone to keep yourself from embracing them? How dramatic would having to scoot further away because oh my god how did they get even cuter just now? Doesn’t matter that you’re sick. To him, you took one smiley look at him and it has his brain pushing himself toward you. He grips the footboard of your bed for support as he gulps. He sounds stupid, he knows. But he can help smiling when you smile… or when you wrinkle your nose…. Or when you look down at your hands and play with your sleeves or fingers… or when you— he has to stop. He seriously has to stop thinking like this. You’re his friend. Not someone to swoon over.
Drink your stupid tea
“Stupid? You made it lol” you’re about to type,
But Before you can wonder why the hell he’s put so many emanation points on his text, the coffee mug of tea is already to your lips, plate in his hand as he crouches down in front of you. “You ok there, Seungmin?” You wonder, almost laughing at, not only how quickly this all transpired, but also at the very uncomfortable and awkward position he’s in. “Tea!” He reminds you, nearly grunting as he puts the plate on the bedside table. “Dude, you’re gonna fall—“ him pushing the tea closer to your lips effectively shuts you up.
you give up, finally drinking the warm liquid, soothing you immediately. And thus, soon, you’re falling half asleep with him still at your feet, now occupying himself with folding the laundry you’ve had in a basket since you’d gotten sick a couple days ago. You wonder if he’s sure he really wants to spend his time on your floor. You pick up your phone to ask him through text, knowing the tisky look he’lol give you if you didn’t save your voice.
“oh?” He wonders aloud, the thought of wanting to get up from beside you never crossed his mind, “no, I’m good here.” You see his cheeks lift up and eyes crinkle in a smile you can’t help but return.
I just feel so bad
You say, and you’re not lying. Your floor hasn’t been cleaned in a while. Not being done when you usually do it because of well, being terribly sick. Why was he being so sickeningly sweet? Folding your clothes on his own initiative…You already had a bad infection of some type, you didn’t need anything else.
duh ur sick 🙄
You’d kick him in the head with your foot if you weren’t so week and buried under so many blankets it feels like a ton of bricks is on top of you, rendering you unable to move. And he’s not wrong, though. You felt more tired than you think you had in several months. Tea soothing you, acting as a lullaby to drift you to sleep. Nose is as runny as ever, too. Maybe some sleep would do you good.
“Go do sleep” He said, as if reading your mind. You’d jump back in surprise if, again, you could move. He didn’t even need to turn his head to know how tired you were the second you stopped rocking back and forth to warm yourself. “I’ll be here.” He says. A Small voice, but something you heard loud and clear.
You can leave if you want!
He gave you a knowing look, like: I don’t think you want me to. And, as always, Seungmin was right. You didn’t want him to leave. You wanted him to climb in your bed and cuddle you to help you stay warm, not really caring if you got him sick. “I’ll stay.” He says definitively. You know he’s not gonna budge. And quite frankly, you don’t want him to. Honestly, you only told him he didn’t have to as a formality. “I’ve got food and a phone charger. Plus, you” he chuckled. “That’s what friends are for.” He shrugs like: welp that’s my job. And neither of you want to think too much about how you don’t want the word friends to be the only thing people describe you as.
You made me tea already tho…
“That, I did.”
You smile to yourself, comfortable silence sitting between the two of you, you falling into an even more tired state as the clock ticks on, and on, and on, and on. Finally, you take the last swig of your now room temperature tea. Still tastes good, you think. And Seungmin is still on your floor.
A while later and— You’re half asleep when you ask him. That’s what you blame it on. If you had your minds about you, maybe you would've paid more attention to how he was getting to the bottom of your laundry basket and how you definitely did NOT want him to see your underwear. See? You were Delirious and sick, you ask
“Man, that tea was so good I could kiss you. Wanna?” You slur your words, nodding off. Your hand is over your feverish and aching head, trying to keep the pain at bay. You don't even realize what you're saying when you do. Only thinking of it as something more than just a simple question to your best friend when he looks at you differently than he ever has. No fear is behind his perfect eyes though. Rather, love and warmth for you is the only thing that adorns them. He stops folding mid-shirt, a couple others on his lap. And all he does for the next minute is look into your eyes
You don't shrink back, fearing that if you do, you'll miss something in his eyes, telling you what his next move is. You almost want to say you're sorry. But really, you're not by bringing it up. You have the urge to kiss him most of the time he's around you, why not at least make it known? Him placing the clothes with the others folded neatly in a pile and inching closer to you brings you out of your thoughts. You look him up and down, your palms glued to your sides as he leans over your figure in your bed. All his weight on his knuckles on either side is you. And you can hear him swallow the lump formed in his throat before speaking, "Sure, we can kiss after you stop coughing so I don't get infected. Once you can talk, too." You see a smile adorning his eyes and you can't help but look down in admiration at him as he sinks back to your floor to fold the remainder of your clothes.
Because of how out of it your were, you don't think much about it, only smiling to yourself as a blissful feeling as relaxed as his expression fills your body. Suddenly you feel warm and at peace. And you can finally drift away into sleep.
A couple minutes later and he's patting your clothes to get them a little neater inside your drawer and scooting the laundry basket away. He wants to say something, to talk to you more about what you had just suggested and what he'd said. Not taking it back, bacuse, you were well, you, he'd be a fool not to jump at the opportunity to be close to you like that. He presses his lips together as he remembers how much he dreams about it. And he's about to step away but then, a spur of the moment choice, he leans back and whispers to your sleeping form, "I'd like that more than you'd imagine. Sleep well, please get better."
He says the last part honestly. But really, this was you he was talking about. You getting better meant he could kiss you. Fast recovery equills faster he can fill you soft as butter lips on his. He wants to you get better, he swears, but you kissing him just made it all the more better.
A few days later and you text him that you're feeling better. You would've called but you didn't want him to know about all the excitement in your voice just yet. Did he really need to know? You two had still kept in contact with each other those few days . But with the passing of time all he could think about and do was coming over again and again-- making you hot drinks to warm you. As nice as they felt in your stomach and on your tongue, his smile to you placing the hot drink on your bedside table is what really made your insides heat up before taking the first sip. Mouth never burned, but cheeks hurting from smiling so much.
He practically jumped up from where he was sitting when he got your text. He takes a breath as his fingers hover over the keypad. "You sure?" He laughs when he gets sent back a wordless picture of you flipping him off. Guess so, he thinks.
And now, here he is, hot drinks in his hand that he insisted on making for you again. You guide his hands to put them on the bedside table, now not so littered with tissues you didn't even know where the bottom is.
His hands find their way to your forearms. Seungmin, careful as ever as he looks into your eyes for whatever reaction you wanted out of him. If it all was a joke? Or if you did really wanna try. All he knew is that he liked you. So so so much. And he wanted, no needed to have this with you. but if it was a joke he didnt think he could handle it. His lips sink into yours. Softly. Like the breath of air you and him breath out at the contact.
His finger tips trail up and down your arms, running slow delicate circles right above your elbows. He wants to gasp you tighter, make sure you never can leave leave… at least for the time being. But he can’t seem to find the will to move from this perfect place he’s in with you. Even an inch. You, with your pretty couple fingers locked behind his neck. You, and him, making warmth spread throughout the both of your body’s as if he’s your own personal radiator. You might not still be sick and shivering cold, but you don’t temper feeling this wonderfully warm before this. Were you somehow always this cold beforehand?
A breeze seems to flow through your body even thought the windows aren’t open. Carrying with it the sweet smell of his cologne, smiles and new beginnings. Bringing the smell of his world to yours in a way it hadn’t been before. The breeze flowing through both of you and carrying something spring like and new.
~~End
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Summary: Gaon and (y/n) have been dating for a little more than a year, thankfully JYP approved as long as they keep the relationship a secret for now. Gaon told the other guys who were all very happy for Gaon. However, O.De, or Seungmin, began struggling with being happy for Gaon when he too began catching feelings for Gaon’s sweet girlfriend.
Warnings: I don’t think there really are any things to warn about but if someone finds a topic I should add here please let me know!
Disclaimer: I know JYP would probably never approve of a relationship so early into their career but just go with it people. Also, when I receive asks that don’t specify the member I use an online random selector to choose the member.
Word count: ≈ 2.4 k
A little angsty but I think it’s mostly fluff
Prompt 10: “You make me happy” - “Please don’t ever change”
A week after Gaon told the other band-members that he had a girlfriend, dinner had been planned where Gaon would introduce (y/n) to his band-mates. He was super excited to introduce them, the dinner would be held at the dorm so Gaon had gone to pick up (y/n). At 5.45 pm the door to the dorm opened and Gaon stepped inside followed by his girlfriend. “Hey guys, we’re here!” Gaon shouted and instantly a couple of thuds could be heard as the other guys were leaving whatever they were doing to come and greet their friend’s girlfriend. They all gathered in the living room, (Y/n) was a little nervous about meeting the others but she was mostly excited as Gaon had told her a lot about them. “Hello, my name is (Y/n) (l/n) and I’m Jiseok’s girlfriend. Nice to meet you!” She was welcomed with greetings from the others as they introduced themselves. The dinner was full of laughter, shared childhood stories, funny moments, and much more. Gaon, (Y/n), and all the others were happy with how everything went. As (Y/n) was leaving, she had to promise the boys that she would visit them often and hang out with all of them not only her boyfriend.
And so, the weeks passed by, and (Y/n) became good friends with all the others but especially with Seungmin. (Y/n) and Seungmin’s humor is quite similar so they laugh a lot together, they sometimes dance a little just for the fun of it. Gaon didn’t think much of it at first as he was simply happy that his best friends and his girlfriend got along so well. But as the weeks go by and Seungmin seems to want to spend more and more time with (Y/n), Gaon begins to get suspicious that there was more than just friendship in Seungmin’s actions. Seungmin himself hadn’t realized what he was doing until he found himself imagining how it would feel to kiss (Y/n). That’s when he got a wake-up call. He had a crush on Gaon’s girlfriend.
Although he knew it was wrong having these feelings for (Y/n), Seungmin just couldn’t help himself. (Y/n) was nice, she was funny, she was sweet, she was pretty, beautiful, she was the perfect girl in his eyes. Her one flaw was that she was his best friend’s girlfriend. Gaon had noticed that Seungmin was looking at (Y/n) with heart eyes, the same kind of eyes Gaon looked at (Y/n) with. Gaon wasn’t too worried about (Y/n) cheating on him or leaving him for Seungmin as it took Gaon 6 months of flirting and asking her out before she agreed to go on a date and then another 3 months before she agreed to become his girlfriend. But that is another story, for another day. So, Gaon knew that if Seungmin wanted to ‘steal’ her then he had a lot of work in front of him.
“(Y/n), have you noticed that Seungmin spends a lot of time with you? Is very touchy with you? Looks at you like you’re the sun?” Gaon and (Y/n) were spending some time together in (Y/n)’s apartment. The couple was watching a movie, cuddling on the couch, and just enjoying the other’s presence when suddenly Gaon broke the comfortable silence to ask the question. “I don’t know. Maybe? I mean, yes he does spend a lot of time with me but I initiate it many times because I have fun with him and usually I turn to him when you are busy. I’m quite touchy too so I’m probably the cause of most skinship between him and me. And about how he looks at me, nope, I haven’t noticed that” (Y/n) spoke honestly as she dislikes lies between her and Gaon. Something that they both agreed on when they became a couple is that they should always be honest with each other. “Well, from my point of view it sure seems like he wants more than just friendship from you” Gaon as well spoke honestly about his feelings. “Seok, don’t be too harsh on him. I’ll talk with him tomorrow and explain that I only see him as a friend and that I am dating you. Though I think he knows these things already,” Gaon hugged (Y/n) tighter and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. “I love you. I just don’t want to ruin my friendship or your friendship with Seungmin, so do you think it’s best for you or for me to speak with him?” (Y/n) cuddled in closer to Gaon before she answered. “I think I should do it, okay? I know you’ve known him for longer but I think I might be better at talking about these kinds of things. I mean, I turned you down for 6 months without totally breaking your heart,” At her last sentence the two young adults let out some laughs at the memory. “Alright, I trust you. Let’s go to bed now, we have to get up early tomorrow,”
The couple woke up at 5 am and got ready before they headed over to the company building. Xdinary Heroes had some recording to do today as well as trying out some outfits for coming performances. (y/n) tagged along to keep her boyfriend company as well as meeting his band-members who have become her friends as well. And now, after her conversation with Gaon yesterday, speaking with Seungmin regarding his possible crush on her. Once the couple arrived at the company building, they split up. Gaon went to their practice room to have a meeting with the other members and their management team while (Y/n) went to get the members some coffee and a drink for herself(could also be coffee if you drink that, I don’t haha). After the 15 minute meeting, the management team leaves the room, and (Y/n) walks in with the drinks. As soon as Seungmin sees (Y/n) entering the room he gets a lovesick smile plastered on his face, his eyes light up, and he stands up from where he was sitting to walk over and help her carry in the drinks. “Good morning (Y/n), did you sleep well?” As (Y/n) reflected on Seungmin’s actions and thought of her conversation with Gaon, she finally saw it. Loud and clear. Seungmin definitely had a crush on her. “Good morning everyone, yes I slept well though I sometimes regret dating someone who has to wake up before the sun haha…” (Y/n) hoped that her little joke would be a subtle hint to Seungmin that she’s only interested in Gaon. “But jokes aside, I wouldn’t be happier with anyone else other than my Jiseok” As she spoke that comment, (Y/n) walked over to Gaon handing him his coffee and she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Seungmin’s smile almost fell at her words but he kept the smile, he knew she was off-limits but he couldn’t help imagining how it would be if he was the one to date her. After the band-members had finished their morning coffees they began practicing. (Y/n) sat down and listened, observed the member’s facial expressions as they had requested her to do. (Y/n)’s eyes fell on Gaon for the first round, he gave her some flirty looks, kissy faces, and some funny ones. For the second round of going through the song (Y/n)’s eyes fell on O.De, he winked at her, blew her some kisses, and gave more flirty looks. All (Y/n) could think was that she really needed to speak with him, not only for her sake but for Seungmin’s as well. After giving all the boys some pointers on how certain facial expressions looked good and others not so much it was time for the members to go do some individual things. Gaon was off to the stylists and checking on some outfits, Jungsu was off to record for a coming vocal track, Jun Han too was going to stylist but for hair check, Gunil was going to a separate room to practice his drum skills a bit more, Jooyeon was off to record a video, while O.De stayed behind in the room with (Y/n) as he didn’t have anything planned for right now. (Y/n) thought that this would be her chance at speaking with Seungmin.
“Seungmin, we’re good friends, right?” (Y/n) asked as the boy sat down in front of her. Seungmin tilted his head a little at her words but nonetheless, he nodded and gave her a charming smile. “Yes. Of course!” (Y/n) gave him a kind smile back before she took a deep breath. “Then, can we talk about something serious? Something that might not be a fun topic, something we wouldn’t usually talk about,” “You can tell me anything, I’m here for you,” Seungmin reached out with his hand and took one of (Y/n)’s hands in his, he caressed the back of her hand with his thumb hoping to calm her down. “Promise me that you’ll be completely honest with me? I’ll be 100% honest with you,” “I promise,” “First of all then, Seungmin… Do you have feelings for me? Like a crush or feelings that are more than just friendship?” Seungmin let go of her hand in shock. “I promised to be honest, so I will be just that. I think so, I think I have a crush on you. I’m sorry,” He looked down at the floor, he didn’t dare meet her eyes as he knew she would look at him with judgemental eyes or maybe even with disgust. “You don’t need to apologize for that, Seungmin. We can’t control who we have feelings for and not. I just need to talk with you about this…” As she reassured him that it wasn’t wrong of him to feel what he did, Seungmin raised his head and his eyes met (Y/n)’s. He expected judgment and disgust but he was met with kindness and warmth. Her sweet personality was one of the reasons why he harbored these feelings for (Y/n). “You know that I am dating Jiseok, I have been dating for him over a year now and he spent a lot of time trying to get me to go on a date with him. I love him and he loves me. You’re a great guy, Seungmin. Any girl, boy, person, would be lucky to date you. You will find the right person for you, but that isn’t me. You’re an amazing guy, so please don’t ever change,” (Y/n)’s voice was soft and steady, even though the words she spoke should have hurt him, Seungmin couldn’t feel anything other than acceptance. He knew all along that nothing more than a great friendship would happen between him and (Y/n) but hearing her saying that he is a great guy made him happy. “Thank you. I know it must be weird for me to have a crush on one of my best friend’s girlfriend but you’re just so easy to fall in love with. You’re kind and amazing. But I know you’re not my someone, I guess I just wish you were but I’m waiting for my someone and I’m just hoping they’ll be half as awesome as you,” Even though his heart hurt from the rejection, he was expecting it so perhaps it made it easier, he couldn’t help but be filled with hope for the future. The excitement of meeting the person that would become his world, the love of his life. “You make me happy, so let’s stay friends, I don’t want to lose you as a friend Seungmin,” (Y/n) stood up and motioned with her hand for Seungmin to stand up as well, which he did. “Of course, we’ll stay friends. I think I just projected feelings onto you as I wish I had what you and Jiseok-hyung have,” “You’ll find that and much more eventually. Just give it the time it needs,” (Y/n) embraced Seungmin in a friendly hug. “I guess I should go talk with Jiseok-hyung as well about this. Apologize for fantasizing about stealing his girlfriend and explain that I won’t do it and that I’ll try and stop seeing you as someone I want to date,” “Once again, you can’t control who have feelings for. But yes, go talk with him. He’s not angry with you, he just wanted one of us to speak with you so that you wouldn’t feel like I was leading you on and then giving you a bigger heartbreak,” “Thank you, I’ll see you later” And so Seungmin left to go find Gaon to speak the matter out with him as well.
The struggle of love is as (Y/n) said, you can’t control who you fall in love with. Luckily, this time it didn’t ruin any friendships rather it only made them stronger. Gaon told O.De that it wasn’t anything he should beat himself up about as long as won’t act on the feelings, they were cool. Gaon was happy that (Y/n) had spoken with O.De and cleared the air, now nothing stood in the way of their happiness or Xdinary Heroes’ success. So perhaps honesty and kindness is the best way to handle any situation, at least according to (Y/n).
