#yohan scenario

[seungooseff]

[11:53]

you stand before yohan's front door and ring the doorbell. a few seconds later he opens the door and smiles the moment he sees your face. "hi! I didn't k-" he suddenly stops "who are these from?" he asks curiously when he notices the daisies in your hands. "they're from me. for you" you answer him and reach your arm out to give him the flowers. "oh" he blushes as you smile proudly.

[icnstuff]

— ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ/ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪғ ᴜ sᴀᴠᴇ

[thirsty-x1]

Solo | Kim Yohan

Request:

Heyyyyyyy~ This will be an unusual one shot smut request but Yohan with a flesh light! The company gave the hyungline fleshlights to relieve their sexual frustrations because hooking up with people will be TOO risky. hahahhaha I hope you’ll consider it!

↬ Pairing: Yohan x fleshlight ♥

↬ Genre: Smut, Comedy (not really but the idea it’s fucking hilarious).

↬ Warnings: explicit language, male masturbation.

↬ Word Count: 1.9k+ (I don’t know how I managed to do this)

↬ A/N: WHY DO I SEE HIM DOING THIS I’M WHEEZING.

Yohan stared at the boxes that Seungyoun had delivered to the dorms, a scary smile on his face while he gave one to each of the older members. Honestly, he would have been excited to receive a gift from the staff since it didn’t happen often, but the expression in Seungwoo’s face as he opened the box, took a glance and then closed it again before stifling a giggle was enough for all his good hunch to fly out the window.

A scoff caught their attention as Wooseok placed the box aside. “I don’t need it. Nor want it.”

“Ah, right, you would have preferred another kind of toy, right?” Seungyoun’s comment made Wooseok open his eyes wide before his lips pressed into a thin line. Yohan wasn’t sure but he heard something similar to “fuck you”.

“Ah! A toy? I’ve been looking for something to master–” All suspicion disappeared from Hangyul’s face as he opened the box confidently, sharing a look with Seungyoun before bursting out laughing.

“What is it?” His hands itched to know, the reaction of everyone in the room making him feel curious, but still didn’t want to get his expectations high.

Seungwoo waved his hand as if to indicate him not to worry and since he was a trustable leader it should be fine, right? So Yohan opened the box, his eyebrows furrowing as he saw a black tube, wondering if it was a flashlight or maybe a light stick.

“You have it the wrong way.” Following Seungyoun’s advice, he turned it around, slightly yelping and throwing the object back in the box.

“What the hell is that?”

The rest of the boys blinked a few times, looked at each other and laughed even more, some of them even clapping while Wooseok shook his head a few times while chuckling. “It’s a fleshlight.”

“A what?”

“Pay attention to the design, doesn’t it remind you of something?” Hangyul pointed at his own gift, circling his finger multiple times around the top part.

Yohan’s cheeks blushed before he could even formulate a reply. Of course he knew what it looked like, he wasn’t stupid, but he couldn’t help wondering why someone would create that.

“Not as good as the real thing but it’s better than your hand.” Seungwoo talked elegantly as he observed the box, resting his chin on one of his hands. “Are there more models?”

Seungyoun nodded. “Yeah, there are a few more boxes… I grabbed myself a mouth one–”

“Oh, is there any butt?” Despite the laughing before, Hangyul seemed to get into it fairly quickly while Wooseok discreetly stretched his neck to take a peek.

Seungwoo stood up and held Yohan’s box, shaking his head softly. “This one... You deserved something a little better… This one is pretty plain, let me find something that will make a better job.”

He wanted to tell him that it wasn’t needed but the leader left before he could muster a word. Nonetheless, Yohan was actually quite interested in the idea and thankful that someone else could guide him into it. He didn’t consider himself a virgin, taking into consideration that he actually did try it out during a few practices but he couldn’t get through it and that was why everyone considered him to be the baby in that aspect. What could he do about it? There was always a new competition or tournament for the one he had to train for, it wasn’t like he had much time to do whatever he wanted and much less experiment everything the others had.

Seungwoo came back with another box, smiling at him and Yohan felt slightly awkward at the sweet action, probably because the older genuinely seemed to be taking care of him with something so ridiculous. He scanned the room, Wooseok leaving somewhere between his rushing thoughts while Hangyul and Seungyoun played with the plastic objects as if they were swords. Nothing out of the ordinary, everyone acting pretty naturally about it but his hands still hid the box under the bed.

It had been a few days since the so thoughtful gift from the staff, a strange way to prevent any of the boys having a scandal and also trying to avoid their constant complaints about “wrists hurting” but Yohan had still not tried it. Sure, he had listened to the older ones sharing feedback between them, even Wooseok joined before swallowing his pride, but he didn’t know how to start. How could all of them do it as if it was nothing when all the others were around? After thinking about it a bit, he realized he was the only one with a younger roommate, since Seungwoo and Wooseok each had their own room whilst Seungyoun and Hangyul shared another.

Unfair. It was unfair, maybe worse than that, but the night that Dongpyo seemed to shower before him for the first time in months and fell asleep, he took it as a sign. Carefully, Yohan grabbed the box under his bed and quickly walked to the bathroom. He started undressing, turning the shower on as he examined the box for a minute, trying to fight against the embarrassment as he finally opened it, eyes going wide as he saw the model that Seungwoo had picked: it was completely translucid, allowing to see the inside unlike the previous one Seungyoun had handed him before.

He swallowed, finally taking off his underwear and taking both the fleshlight and the small lube bottle inside the box to the shower. It wasn’t exactly convenient when it came to size but not that he cared much about it. His head hurt from overthinking, choosing to fill it with the warm water of the shower since, quoting Seungyoun, “you don’t want your dick to freeze” and left it aside, washing the rest of his body while waiting. His thoughts were running wild, the adrenaline on his veins starting to make him feel turned on and his skin getting more and more sensitive, the casual touches of his hands on his chest and thighs helping to get him half-hard. After finishing with the cleaning, he grabbed the toy, letting the water drip before pouring some of the lube on the inside and the outer lips (if it could be called like that) and then some more on his cock, stroking a few times before he pressed the tip against the entrance of the fleshlight.

Maybe now was the time to congratulate himself for thinking about doing it in the shower, the noise of the water shutting down the low grunt he left as the swallowed his cock. The texture on the inside had him throbbing, his eyes fluttering shut at the slightly cold feeling since the warm water wasn’t enough for the silicone to get hotter. He looked down, the clear plastic case offering the exposed view of his member being hugged by the gel-like walls and he couldn’t help but to moan. Yohan was self-confident and although he would often deny it in order to not seem vain, he knew he was handsome, but seeing himself like this was a new kind of turn on.

The toy stayed in place, his other hand slightly turning the tap on the end of it to tighten it up a bit more until he felt comfortable before starting to move it. The small bumps and ridges on the inside of the sleeve stimulated each bit of his cock, his head thrown back as he took it out and slid the tip inside again, enjoying the shocks of sensitivity that it sent to his whole body. He turned around to the mirror in front of him, his body barely visible due to the steam of the shower but it was more than enough to get him more excited: the movement of his arms as he jerked off, his abdomen tightening, the muscles of his thick thighs showing when he thrust inside the toy, his wet hair covering his eyes slightly… He wasn’t sure if it was normal or not to get turned on by his own image, but right now all he could focus on was the way his cock was sucked in by the toy.

Cursing, he remembered the warning from the older ones about the sensation being so intense that it might make him cum too quickly, but it was already too late: the fingers of his free hand came up to play with his nipples as he bit down on his bottom lip to hold back the moans, his semen spilling into the toy and he watched each single spurt hit the translucent, gelid material, a soft smirk tugging on his mouth. He waited for his breathing to go back to normal and started to pull out only to let a loud whimper escape as the bumps of the inner chamber overstimulated his softening dick, his cum dripping down into the floor as he freed himself from the tight embrace.

All the stress and tension in his body washed away, making feel drowsy and slightly tired, paying little to no attention as he rinsed the toy a few times with water and cleaned himself again, stepping out of the shower and immediately laying down in bed, falling asleep short after that.

It felt like he had slept barely a few hours as he felt something hitting the back of his head, hurriedly turning around to see one of the stylists (and his friend, although she preferred to keep that as a secret), hands on her hips as she waited for him to snap out of it.

“Don’t just leave your toys all around, Dongpyo already exposed you to everyone in the dorms.” That seemed to do the trick, Yohan quickly sitting up and rubbing his face as if to wake up completely.

“He did what?”

Her body stretched in front of him, picking up the object that had hit him before and shaking it a few times in front of his eyes, his cheeks blushing. “This thing, you left it in the bathroom’s sink as if it was a toothbrush.”

“Sorry, I forgot and– why am I apologizing? The staff is guilty!” She raised an eyebrow, skeptic. “The staff sent these boxes so that we could take care of our “teenage needs” or something like that.”

The laugh she let out made him feel more embarrassed while also irritating him, but he wasn’t ready for the next move. “Oh, yeah? And did it feel good?” She got closer, her face inches away from his. “Did it feel better than the real thing, Yohanie?”

It made him get slightly mad about it: she knew he hadn’t felt the real thing since she was the only girl with the one he had been close to experience it, and now she used that knowledge against him?

“Fuck you, y/n.”

“You wish.” She flicked his forehead before pulling away. “Now get up, you will be late to practice.”

Yohan laid back on the mattress again, shuffling his hair and closing his eyes as he thought how to get back at her. “Only if you let me practice with you later.”

A small silence followed, her steps stopping right in front of his room’s door. “Maybe I will.”

His eyes opened wide, springing out of the bed and tripping with the towel he had left on the floor while asking a hundred times what she meant by that.

This one was so funny when I received it... I feel like I didn’t make it justice. Hilarious.

~Nani

| Masterlist |

[lublycho]

X1 reaction to you kissing their neck and... [M]

Things get a little steamy.

Request: (I lost the request but it was something along the lines of the title)

Note: The following reaction is for mature audience!! If anyone feels uncomfortable with sexual themes, please do not read. Also, this is my first time writing sexual/suggestive stuff so don't ignore any mistake and if you find something lacking please let me know!! (p.s this reaction includes legal members only)

18+ content beyond the cut.

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Seungwoo

"Love me."

"Not now."

"Then, when?"

You pouted at seungwoo as he hunched over on his desk, trying to come up with lyrics for a song. You loved seeing him like this. With his eyebrows knitted, his head buried in the illumination offered by the lamp on the desk.

You loved seeing him concentrating, indulging himself in the thing he loved most. But there was something else you loved more; having him all to yourself. 

"A few hours at most. Or when I'm through with these lyrics."

Seungwoo flashed you an apologetic smile. You contemplated for a moment. You knew his 'a few hours' would extend to the whole night, and you couldn't keep away from him that long. So you took your chances when you started kissing his lips.

You slowly trailed your lips down, kissing his cheeks, then his jawline, till you finally reached his neck. You were caught off guard when you heard him moan when you kissed a certain spot on his neck. Having found his weakness, you centered your mouth around that particular spot, earning you a series of lewd sounds you never believed you would hear coming from Seungwoo’s mouth.

And boy did it drive you crazy. It was only a matter of time before the lyrics he was writing was long forgotten, and you and your stubborn need for him became the centre of his attention. And he wasn't diverting his attention for a good few hours now.

Seungyoun

He finds all the sweet kisses you leave on his neck pretty cute at first. Though, that doesn’t stop him from being a huge tease. He absolutely loves to annoy you by sparing not a single hint of attention to your many attempts at diverting his focus.

Seungyoun seemed to be winning at this little game of ‘divert my attention if you can’ until your hand slipped a little too low from where it rested on the hem of his shirt. His eyes snapped from the vacant laptop screen as they fixated on you. His expression changed from one of mischief to one of warning. But did that stop you from sliding your hand even further down with that innocent look on your face, until it was palming the obvious bulge in his jeans?

Absolutely, not.

Seungyoun startled you when he grabbed your wrist, making a vain attempt to pull it away from where it rested on his crotch.

"Trust me, you don't want to go down that road."

His voice sent a shiver down your spine, all while his ardent gaze scorched its path across your body. It made you want to retreat, to not get yourself in that kind of trouble. But the wetness pooling between your thighs told you it was too late for that. Using your other hand to free your wrist from his, You pressed your palm down on his jeans again, before pulling at his belt. You leaned down to straddle his lap, and with your lips near his ears, you whispered,

"Too bad...I'm already halfway through it."

Seungyoun scoffed at your response, but his dark, hooded eyes told you you were in for a long night.

Wooseok

You had no idea how you ended up like this. One moment you were nagging at Wooseok to stop working for once and the next you were pinned down on the couch, with him towering over you, eyeing you with his sultry gaze. 

It all started with you placing a few harmless kisses on his neck, but you never expected that would end up with you and Wooseok half naked, leaving him to explore your body with his tongue. You could only watch as he trailed his tongue lower and lower until he hovered above your clothed core, glancing up at you. And if you could burst into a thousand flames beneath his weighing gaze, you gladly would. 

With a silent nod of approval you looked away, and felt Wooseok slide your panties off.

Your mind was racing. It jumped from one thought to another. Raced from one sensation to another. And for a moment your mind felt like a whirlpool of thoughts, with anxiety threatening to destroy the moment for your. 

But then Wooseok kissed your inner thighs and one by one the thoughts died down.

And at the first stroke of Wooseok's tongue against your slick folds, your mind stopped thinking.

Yohan

“Yohan if you don’t shut that video game in the next five minutes, I’m gonna do something really bad.”

It was Saturday. You and Yohan were supposed to spend the day watching a movie at the cinema. But despite your many attempts to drag him away, Yohan was adamant on sitting firmly in front of the tv screen playing his stupid video games.

“Like what?”

Mischief laden in his words, he turned from his perch on the carpet below you, sparing you a playful glance before returning his attention to his game. You quietly made your way to sit beside him, eyeing his very focused self for a split second. He was not gonna like what you had in store for him.

You began with a kiss to his neck. Your hands snaked beneath his shirt, stroking his collarbones. Yohan’s attention wavered from the screen for only a moment, before his focus returned. 

Knowing this was a game you wouldn’t win so easily, you swung one leg to either side of Yohan’s lap, before lowering yourself on him till you were basically straddling him. It was a drastic measure, you knew it, but it was a successful one. Because the moment you pressed yourself against him, his console slipped from his hand. His gaze on the screen faltered and landed on you, finally giving you and your next move his undivided attention. The abrupt spotlight made a shadow of crimson creep up your cheeks. But it didn’t make your hips stop straddling Yohan’s lap. 

He moaned before kissing you, dragging one of his hands to your chest, while the other made its way around your waist. You caught his hand before it could weigh you down.

With the same mischievous look you saw on Yohan’s face a short while ago, you gave a short kiss to his lips before pushing yourself off of him. Yohan was impatient and, judging from his very erect shaft protruding from beneath his jeans, needy when he tried pulling you back. But you were already out of his reach. You turned around, savoring the view of Yohan with his cheeks enveloped by a blush, and said, “The movie starts playing in 20 minutes, Yohan. Get ready or else we’ll miss it.”

Hangyul

“Is this your idea of fun?”

Perched on the wide windowsill of the kitchen, you yawned as you saw Hangyul carefully reading a recipe out of a piece of paper. He had called you in earlier, inviting you over to his place to have some fun. You figured out, once you reached his house, that fun for Hangyul meant hunching over a piece of paper and struggling to bake a few cookies.

"Why? Aren't you having fun?"

"Plenty."

Sarcasm was evident in your voice, making Hangyul release a chuckle. He made a mental note of adding extra sugar in the batter for the cookies before asking you,

"What's your definition of fun?"

You cocked your head to one side, pretending to be deep in thought. Then, you left your perch on the windowsill and walked to where Hangyul stood next to the stove. Leaning in, you murmured in his ears.

"Something along the lines…"

Your face dipped into the curves of his neck, placing a delicate kiss on it.

"...Of this." 

You only had a second to scrutinize Hangyul's vivid expression, before he pulled you in for a kiss, pressing your body against the kitchen shelf. His hand pushed past your loose shirt, gripping your waist. You were the first to break the kiss to leave a string of open mouthed kisses along his neck. Your hands clutched the hem of his shirt, ready to take it off until…

Hangyul pulled you away, a sweet smile on his face as he said, 

"As much as I love your definition of fun, I still have some cookies to bake."

You groaned as he left you pressed against the shelf. 

"What about when you're done with them?"

Though his back was towards you, you could still hear the smile in his words when he replied. 

"We'll see."

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[chocafe]

— kisses with yohan

pairing: boyfriend!yohan x you genre: fluff, bulletpoints/headcanons

➯ general kisses

yohan’s kisses are the perfect mixture of everything in between

when he transforms into a melting puddle of nothing, but pure softness, he would attack you with millions of fluffy kisses

but when the tension becomes heated and there’s no way of stopping him

yohan would proudly be the reason why your lips are ruby and swollen the very next morning

after a long day of work or after a few bottles of soju

expect some reckless kisses from him, which include moments where the two of you accidentally hit each other’s foreheads!

“ouch! yohan, how drunk are you that you can’t even kiss me properly?” you jokingly mention to your significant other, lightly pushing his shoulder in a playful matter

on the other hand, yohan is falling onto the ground as he groans in pain “y/n, please give me a moment… thAT HEAD BANG HURT LIKE SH─”

frequently kisses your nose just because he finds you so adorable ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

even though he tells you not to kiss his neck (his neck tends to be his weak and sensitive spot)

he still 100% loves it when you do so in between make-out sessions

it’s sort of like “noooooo y/n don’t kiss my neck…. but if you do then i won’t stop you hehe”

adding on, whenever you lightly tug on his earlobe or nibble it

he immediately goes crazy and can’t stop himself from blushing ! ! !

tends to giggle after kisses like a little child

and he also finds himself squealing whenever you leave gentle pecks of kisses on his cheeks

i wouldn’t be surprised if he was too embarrassed to kiss you in front of his group members

with that being said, instead of kissing you on the lips (when the two of you are surrounded by his members)

he would give you a eskimo kiss, which is basically an action where the two of you would lightly rub your noses against each other

it’s a delightful small kiss and yohan is a little softie, so what can i say!

yohan is still in the process of getting used to pda ༉‧₊˚✧

as of now, he’s pretty comfortable with holding your hand and hugging you in public

but that’s about it

since he isn’t used to kissing you in public

he would usually pull you to the side

and kiss you in private / secluded areas

such as in the unoccupied dance studio

the dark alleyways located on the streets of seoul

and even in the empty bathrooms at a house party

in a room filled with people, yohan finds himself only wanting you and your attention

who cares if this is a house party thrown by seungyoun? they won’t notice if we go missing for a few minutes, yohan thinks to himself as he latches onto your hand and drags you to the bathroom

without a single hesitation, you follow after yohan’s footsteps because you can tell he was in need of your touch just like a little puppy

“we’re with each other 24/7, yet you still want me?” you laugh to yourself as you watch yohan lock the door behind the two of you

without saying anymore, yohan embraces you into a warm hug as he begins to rest his head on your shoulder. “i don’t care about anyone here. i only want the two of us to just spend some time together.”

“you’re so needy!” you shout out loud, but your lips were automatically covered with the palm of yohan’s hand

“quiet down.” he whispers, double checking if he promptly locked the door once more (trust me, yohan, you did) “i don’t want anyone to know that we’re hiding from this party.”

more like, yohan doesn’t want anyone to know that you guys are hiding just to make out with each other

for a second, the two of you stood there in silence as yohan’s eyes gazed into yours, as if he was looking far beyond your hair and rosy cheeks

you watched as his eyes fell down to your lips 

and you knew exactly what was coming your way

he leans his head closer to yours and finally introduces his lips with your pair of lips

yohan’s sudden kiss was gentle, yet passionate because he couldn’t stand being away from you, not even for one second

you can feel his hands slip down to your waist as he pulls you closer to him, letting there not be a single space in between you two

his lips are warm, plumped and everything you came to love about him

was your heart beating because the bathroom was too small to contain the two of you? or was your heart beating because of this steamy kiss you were sharing with yohan?

you may not know the answer

but on the other hand

yohan for sure knows that his heart is beating for you

and he doesn’t want this kiss to end anytime soon

➯ the types of kisses he loves

kisses on the lips (receiving/giving)

kisses on the nose (giving)

cheek kisses (receiving)

neck kisses (receiving)

eskimo kiss (giving)

french kisses (receiving/giving)

[pyox1]

[6:28pm] "Someone looks hot." Your long time boyfriend, Yohan, whistled at you. Chuckling at his compliment, you straightened your short skirt.

"Well, I had to try and look presentable for our reservation tonight." You siffled a laugh as Yohan's chest met your back, his strong grip pulling your hips towards him. Gently pecking your cheek, he continued to leave kisses against your face, until his mouth hovered over you ear.

"I'd say you look more than presentable." Slowly grinding his hips against your ass, you head fell back on his shoulder, allowing him better access to your flushed skin. He hungrily attacked your neck, leaving red and purple blemishes to adorn your skin. Feeling his growing member poke you through the fabric of his pants, you pressed your ass closer to him, earning a low growl from the boy.

"Okay that's it." He swiftly picked you up bridal style, walking towards the bedroom.

"What about our dinner?"

"Screw the dinner, let's just skip to dessert."

[escapingpost]

Five Things Cho Seungyoun Knows About You

Sequel to “Five Things I Know About Cho Seungyoun”

PG-13

1.) You were losing eye sight.

“Give me back my phone.” You sternly say.

“Can you not check Instagram for at least one hour?” Seungyoun towers over you and any other effort was futile.

You curse, “You can’t tell me what to do.”

Seungyoun lowers your phone from above him, knowing fully well that you were right. “I bet you can’t go one day without your phone.”

“ ’Course not.  I have this common case of being a female and I need it for emergencies.” You snatch your phone away from him.

“Emergencies, huh? Wanna make a bet?” Seungyoun smirks, “I’ll follow you the rest of the day and make sure you stay safe. You let me hang on to your phone and you can’t use it for any reason.” Seungyoun pauses to think, “Actually, maybe for your mom, but that’s all.”

You think about his weird proposition. No, the weird part was not losing your phone. It was Seungyoun following you for the rest of the day. You and Seungyoun already followed each other, everywhere. “What’s in it for me?”

“Whoever loses has to do one thing the other person wants.” Seungyoun crosses his arms.

You return his smirk, “Are you ready for clubbing part two? This time, we can invite all your friends.”

Flashbacks of the night in Itaewon scares him on the spot. He was not ready to becoming your packing mule again.

You slip your phone in his pocket, “Starting now.”

And the determined look on your face was indescribably attractive annoying so Seungyoun forgets how to use his common sense for a few seconds and repeats what you say. 

2.) You don’t need a man to complete you. There wasn’t even a you to complete.

There was something off when you made bets with Seungyoun. You had this willpower to always prove him wrong and you always won.

After baiting you with multiple text messages from a certain someone, or the occasional instagram post from your favorite celebrity, it was already the end of the day.

The end of the day usually ended at Seungyoun’s house or studio. Neither of you questioned it.

“I’ll let you know my wish a later time.” You are sitting on his reclining chair in front of his mix table.

“Hangyul texted you.” Seungyoun handed your phone to you, admitting defeat.

You open the text message as Seungyoun pretends to accidentally catch a glimpse while playing with his mixer.

They were merely two text messages, but you could already tell how much, for lack of a better word, game Hangyul actually had.

hey, how are you?

Okay, small talk sucks. its really hot, how about ice cream?

You look at the time it was sent and see it was several hours ago.

“Wow, how desperate. Two consecutive text messages.” Seungyoun says under his breath.

You give him a look because he was one to talk.

sorry for the late reply, I had a bet with-

sorry for the late reply, is it too late

sorry for the late reply, i couldn’t use my phone

You let out a huge sigh.

Seungyoun watches you struggle with answering back and places his hand on your head, “Just answer with whatever, he’ll take anything. Trust me.”

You realize Seungyoun has been looking the whole time and turn off your screen.

"No.” You crinkle your nose, “Hangyul’s too dangerous.”

Seungyoun gives you a confused look, “I know he looks a little angry sometimes, but he was actually trying to catch frogs the other day?”

You half laugh, “That’s not what I meant.“ Your gaze on Seungyoun is too long for both of you not to notice.

But, this was a reoccurring action. Both of you had no idea how to exactly bring these up: The longing looks, your constant need to think about him, and his constant need not to picture you in his studio completely nake-andstoprightTh!erebigguy.

3) You’re not his best friend. He is your manager.

In which, Seungyoun needs to start getting paid because the amount of people that contact him with your name was unbearable.

At first, it was harmless because most of the time it was his own friends asking him if you were with him or if he could relay a message to you.

It was not until a stranger asked about you that he realizes that you were very much available.

“Hey, you’re Seungyoun, right?” A guy who looked like he attended the same school came up to your manager best friend.

Seungyoun nods and scans the almost familiar face, “Oh, you’re in one of my classes.”

“Name is Choi Byungchan.”

Seungyoun looks around waiting for something to happen. He did not have to introduce himself, so he was in a confusing position.

“I guess I shouldn’t beat around the bush. Are you close?” Your name comes out of Byungchan’s mouth quietly, but with purpose.

Seungyoun makes an “o” with his mouth and lightly hits the boy’s shoulder, “We’re pretty much best friends. Why?” Seungyoun watches Byungchan hesitate.

And Seungyoun is only smart when it comes to your social life so he figures out exactly what Byungchan was getting at. He assures Byungchan that you were a chill person and to sit next to you in class next time.

Seungyoun gave one look at this handsome, tall boy and knew nothing was going to happen.

This was not the final instance.

“Song Yubin? I don’t know him that well.” You clasp your hands together, “He’s that guy that joined one of those survival programs, right?” He was well-known around campus just for that. 

Seungyoun nods with a blank expression on his face.

“You better not be joking.”

“I was confused too.” Seungyoun says it out of spite and “just because”. “He seems like the type of guy to date someone humble, delicate, and sweet.”

You smack his shoulder, “Are you saying I’m none of those things?”

Seungyoun sees your expression change with this popular guy possibly having interest in you, “I’m just the pigeon sending you his note, okay?”

Yubin was a little more courageous than Byungchan because he actually gave Seungyoun a note with his number to give to you.

Just like Byungchan, Seungyoun gave it to you with no hesitation.

At some point, Seungyoun knew he had to carry around business cards that had his name in huge letters attached with Underpaid Best-friend Secretary. He would put an e-mail where they can contact him. Maybe he could make your merchandise.

The cherry on top was Lee Jinhyuk. Just when Seungyoun thought your suitors could not get any better, the student body’s president personally comes to find Seungyoun.

“So, I heard you were dating someone.”

“No, we’re not dating. We’re only best friends.” Seungyoun says like a broken record.

Jinhyuk grins, “So I’m guessing you know what I was going to ask?”

Jinhyuk and Seungyoun were not complete strangers like the others, so he assures Jinhyuk that he would ask you.

“Are you having fun play cupid or?” You were surprised Seungyoun would call you at night just for this.

“I promised him that I would ask you before I gave him your number.”

“Is he. Well what. Are you.” You try to find a way to start your sentences because Seungyoun was practically offering every guy out there to get rid you you? Yes, it did make you want to raise hell, “Would you trust him with my number?”

Seungyoun does not hesitate to say yes because the guy was the student body president and a well-rounded leader.

You were grateful he could not see your facial expression over the phone, “Okay, tell him to call me when he’s not busy.” 

4) You had plans. You will have plans.

Seungyoun figured everything would die down after Jinhyuk, but he had the best wake up call when he found out that you did take one of his suggestions.

The part that made him angry and betrayed was he had to hear it from the winner, himself, Lee Hangyul.

“My bad, I thought you guys were really close.” The perfect skin, two to eight hair-part ratio, and collarbone charmer was rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“Yeah, we’re best friends.” Seungyoun said it a million times before, but he was more than glad to repeat it a few more times for Hangyul to hear.

Hangyul slowly nods, now rubbing his arm.

“When did you guys even hang out?” He tries to remember the exact days you could have betrayed him to go on a date with Hangyul.

“About a month ago?”

Seungyoun’s expression was calm. Too calm.

“You good?” Hangyul has never been this itchy before, as he scratches behind his ear.

Seungyoun furiously nods his head, “I have to go, but this was a good talk.”

“Ah.” Before Hangyul could say anything, Seungyoun was out of sight. “Best-friends, huh.”

younie: How can you do this to me?

NOT MY Bestfriend: ..?

younie: I was going to make business cards for you.

In your years of friendship, you knew when the conversation turned into one you could not comprehend, it was best to call him.

“Yes, this is betrayed and disappointed, how can I help you?”

“What did I do?”

“You know, you are playing the victim card really well.”

“Cho Seungyoun!”

“How was your date with Hangyul?”

The lines goes quiet and all Seungyoun hears is a soft, “Oh.”

“Oh?”

“I was gonna tell you, if it came up in conversation.”

“So, never?”

“It’s hard to bring up the fact I went on a date with one of your close friends.”

“Hangyul seemed to bring it up just fine.”

Just like that, you were quiet once again. You wait for him to talk, but nothing. “I’m sorry for not telling you.”

“You’re bad.” Seungyoun did not have to heart to say anything worse.

“I’ll make it up to you?” Your tone of voice was sweeter than usual.

“Like what?” And Seungyoun bought into it as quick as lightning.

“Lets do something tomorrow?”

“You said you were busy.”

“I’ll just cancel. Its fine.”

Seungyoun wanted to agree because he needed to see you so you could talk to him about your date, but a little voice called out to him in the back of his head.

Ask her what plans she was going to cancel.

He had a inkling of your answer, but for world peace he asks, “What were you going to do tomorrow?” in the best nonchalant way he was capable of.

Your silence was just enough of an answer.

“My god, you have another date with Hangyul?”

“We can hang out the three of us, like the club!” You quickly respond.

“You mean, I can third wheel you guys?”

“Seungyoun, please. You were the one who introduced me to him.” Your voice was soft.

You were right.

And some other people were right about Hangyul. too.

Now, Seungyoun’s board of advisers (ie: Seungwoo, Wooseok, Yohan, Dongpyo) were at a split decision whether or not he should crash your date accept your invitation.

“No, you better not third wheel. That’s so pathetic, hyung.”

“Go for it. That is your best friend right there.”

“When you end your friendship with Hangyul, I’m not hating him because you hate him.”

“Hey, all’s fair in love friendship and war.”

In the end, he was the deciding factor.

5) The two of you have plans. 

“Hope you didn’t mind.” Seungyoun puts his arm over Hangyul’s shoulder.

“Of course not, we’re all close friends. “ Luckily, Hangyul naturally looked for the positivity in awkward situations.

“Of course, he minds.” You glare at Seungyoun and take a shot of soju.

Hangyul chuckles, “Just a little.”

Seungyoun removes you from Hangyul’s side like a crane and attaches himself next to the troubled boy.

You give Hangyul an apologetic look, “Sorry about my annoying friend.”

Seungyoun does not know if it was because you omitted the “best” in best friend, but the caveman had to invent fire sooner or later.

In Seungyoun’s case, not only did he light a fire somewhere, he also learned how to hunt for his prey.

It was that realization that everyone was waiting for and wherever his board of advisors were, they felt the urge to text him all at the same time.

The late bloomer has finally caught up?

Whatever you do, don’t pull her wrist. That is not an actual romantic action and only deserves a restraining order.

Hangyul will understand.

She’ll follow you out no matter what. I know it.

And all of them were one hundred percent correct, so the two of you ended up separating from Hangyul and were arguing in one of the alleys near the restaurants and businesses.

The God of Dramatic Hollywood Scenes cued the rain and the two of you were fighting about Hangyul, Seungyoun’s messy studio causing his insomnia, your social media addiction, Seungyoun’s wet bangs in the rain, and any other petty card you two could throw at each other.

Then, Seungyoun has your back against a dirty wall with his lips pressed against yours because that was the only way the two of you could hear each other in the loud rain. He feels your hands curl on the edge of his wet shirt and he waits to be pushed off, but you tip toe even closer to him.

He pulls your waist closer to him so you two could exchange warmth, but you only gasp giving him a passage to that beautiful mouth, leaving you breathless. And Seungyoun was rude the whole night from crashing your date to making Hangyul drink too many soju shots, but it was your turn to be rude back.

You snake your freezing fingers up under his shirt and onto his warm skin, earning a low growl from him, but he does not detach himself from you.

Seungyoun knew anything other than soju made you too drunk, too quickly so he banned other alcohols indefinitely.

However, the two of you only had soju to drink for the night so Seungyoun either had to ban soju or ban you, as a whole.

But, the combination of you and soju tasted so sweet, so he was going to make an exception for that night.

Final

[bossyohan]

Daily BF Things w/ Yohan (pt. 2)