contains (in order of each member): recording, rough sex, spanking, begging, (jiwoong), subspace, sensory deprivation, kinda bratty(?) (hao), lovemaking (hanbin), riding, strength kink (matthew), throat training (taerae), use of a leash, fingering (ricky), exhibitionism, use of a vibrator (gyuvin), riding, accidental creampie (gunwook)
it’s rare for jiwoong to get rough with you but when he does, he loves hearing you beg for more and spanking your ass bright red. he swears looking at the video later and watching your eyes roll back could instantly get him hard all over again.
hao feels the best when you put him back in his place after a long day of schedules. blindfolding him and jerking him off while he sucks and pinches your nipples to feel nice and relaxed. he always knows when he’s been a good boy bc you give him kisses !!
intimacy is very important to hanbin. he cherishes the time that you two get alone, making love on your shared bed as he looks into your eyes. you crumble under him so beautifully and he wishes he could stay like this forever.
matthew gets an ego boost when you approach him at the club and compliment his massive biceps. he’ll definitely take you back to his apartment after the club shuts and use his strength to grip your hips while you bounce your ass on his cock.
the size of taerae’s cock is so hard to fit in your mouth since it’s so thick. he uses his hand to make a makeshift ponytail while he fucks your face a little, encouraging you to take more of his cock since he’s so impatient and can’t wait much longer.
ricky loves to discipline you when you’ve been a bad girl. pulling hard on your leash while he fingerfucks your pretty pussy relentlessly. the pitch of your moans always gets higher when he pulls and that only makes his cock harder, straining in his pants.
you never thought gyuvin would be such a slut but he’s such an obedient boy for you, sending videos of him using a vibe whenever you ask. the thought of being caught at work turns him on so much that his cock is endlessly leaking cum :(
gunwook panics at the sight of you taking off the condom while you’re on top of him, scared of the initial thought of knocking you up. however, the thought of filling you up turns him on so much, cumming a lot earlier than he expected to.
the scariest part about being a writer? pouring your heart and soul into this one fic that has taken literal months to piece together only to have this sick feeling in your stomach like it isn’t going to be a hit. not because it isn’t good, no, it’s worthy of a pulitzer, but just because readers won’t interact.
this is my message to my readers and all the readers out there: interact with your writer’s fics. someone can leave a seven word compliment along with a reblog on one of my stories and i’ll think about it for days. writers, good writers, have stopped writing because of the lack of feedback they get. nobody should get the amount of support to the point where they feel it’s worthless to do the thing they’re doing.
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matthew is SOOOO bratty sub .. everyone shut up im so right on this. ( i went a lil overboard, oopsis ! )
look hes def a switch and like dom leaning but when hes a sub hes SOOOOO bratty like to the point where its almost really annoying like help me. taunts you so much until you tear him apart. he loves it when you get mad, just like how he gets mad when you tease him. "now you know how it feels" — "fuck, ruin me, if you can" — youre gonna have to tie him up in some way if you want him to behave (kinda). he really likes handcuffs me thinks. funny thing is he immediately shuts the fuck up when he sees a toy. its either he gets quiet (horny quiet) or gets even more turned on. like crazy turned on. hes all happily fucked out and shit, yk like those hentai girls with their tongue sticking out and hearts in their eyes, thats matthew bruh. not to mention how loud he is when he caves in, like really fucking loud. ㅜㅜ IM OBSESSSSED.
| synopsis . . . where seok matthew desperately tries to work up the courage to ask the cute boy that works at the local bubble tea shop out on a date.
| tags . . . seok matthew x m!reader , college au , fluffy fluff , matthew is really in love , reader is a boba barista , new layout cause why not lol , hanbin is so tired , don't worry they get that date though!
| warnings . . . none!
"matthew if your gonna stare you may as well just go in".
"hanbin shut up!"
if matthew is anything, he is someone who falls in love easily. he likes to admire people, even if he doesn't necessarily have a deep conversation with the person to end up falling hard for them.
that is exactly what is going on in this situation.
when i said that matthew likes to admire, i really meant it, because for the past fifteen minutes he's simply been admiring the boy who works the counter at the bubble tea shop instead of actually going in and ordering.
matthew wouldn't say they've talked, (if by talked you mean they said hi and hello then yeah they've talked), because he can't work up the courage to make any more conversation with him.
"matthew, if you want to talk to him so bad then do it" hanbin states firmly, and matthew turns to give his friend a glare.
"your supposed to help me!"
"your standing around like a creep how do i help you?" hanbin scoffs, matthew struggles to form a coherent sentence as he continues to glare at the sung, who laughs at his expression.
"i don't know mr 'i'm a love expert'" matthew begins, mimicking hanbin's voice. "your the one who said you wanted to help me!"
"how are you gonna ask him out if you can't even actually talk to him first?"
"i don't know! that's why i asked you to help me!"
"that's stupid matthew!"
matthew really can't control this random crush he developed out of the blue. the boy who works at the counter is just so pretty, soft spoken, and easygoing, literally anybody would fall in love.
his heart is way too weak for someone with that smile, he always wants to melt into a puddle whenever he hears the familiar; hi what can i get you today?
his voice is so pretty— so nice.
he even started remembering matthew's order, which makes him want to melt even more since he's actually so pretty.
"i think i'm starting to recognize you" matthew remembers him saying on a random monday. "i still don't know your name though, mind telling me?"
matthew felt his face go red at that very moment, he hated how those words were so casual yet affected him so much. "i— um.. uh, yeah! uh, matthew, my name's matthew".
his eyebrows raised. "are you a foreigner?" he inquired, tilting his head like he was trying to decipher matthew's name.
"i'm from canada" he said shyly, which is pretty abnormal for him. "but my parents are korean.."
"ah" the boy said, that pretty smile coming to his face. "that makes sense" he grabbed matthew's drink and handed it over to him.
"y/n".
"y/n" matthew repeated, he liked his name, it sounded right for some reason. "nice name" he said clearly, he didn't know how he said that clearly, he just did.
"come again soon".
when classes ended that day, matthew went to his room and screamed into his pillow for a whole fifteen minutes straight. he actually felt like he had a chance for once, but he also felt like the most delusional person to ever exist.
"hanbin! i'm literally dying! he kept smiling at me like— why is he so pretty!?"
matthew is not in his best element at the moment.
hanbin is clearly enjoying watching him suffer.
"are you finally gonna work up the courage to ask him out now?"
"wait— now? what do you mean now? i can't ask him out now! he'd think i'm weird, he'd think—"
"oh my god matthew!" hanbin yells over his friend. "come on! this is what you've been bothering me about for the past week! just do it!"
"i'm not as confident as you, hanbin!" matthew argues. "i just— i don't wanna have the wrong impression.." he mumbles, cuddling his pillow close to his chest.
hanbin stares at his best friend, sighing, patting his back. "ah, matthew, you and pretty boys".
it's obvious that matthew had absolutely no idea how to talk to boys he liked romantically, and y/n was one of those boys. he couldn't muster up any courage to ask him out, because he thought he'd embarrass himself by saying something wrong.
y/n though, didn't seem to mind his stuttering, because he found it cute.
one day, though, he just seemed to be having a particularly good day.
"you know, you make my day matthew" y/n says, leaning on his hand as he stares at him. matthew really can't tell if he's flirting or just being nice.
"i'm glad to hear that" matthew nods, feeling himself get nervous as he clears his throat. "um, uh.. y/n?"
"that is my name, yes" the barista replies, he gives that amazing smile he always looks at matthew with, and he feels as if he's about to melt.
"i— um, uh.."
matthew feels stupid, he can't get his words out because he keeps looking at y/n whose so focused on him and what he's saying that it makes it hard to speak straight.
y/n blinks, confused. "you okay?"
"will you go out with me!"
y/n stands there, frozen. he tilts his head for a moment, staring at the red faced, embarrassed matthew who was now covering his face with his hands, afraid of being rejected.
"agh, i'm so sorry, i'm awkward, and i get if you don't want to go out—"
"of course i will".
matthew squeaks, not believing the words that just came out of the barista's mouth. he can't bring himself to stare at y/n, thinking that he'd probably light on fire from making even the slightest eye contact with him.
"ahh, you need to stop this" matthew grumbles under his breath, finally removing his hands from his face and feeling his face go even more red when y/n laughed at his expression.
"stop what, matt?"
"your so pretty, your voice is so nice, and your effortlessly good at everything i hate it" he pouts, and y/n looks away to laugh once again, grabbing matthew's drink.
"do you plan on getting me boba for our first date?"
"i— uh, well.. haha!" matthew still wasn't doing the best. "your gonna have to wait! haha!"
"are you gonna take your drink or..?"
"yeah! right!"
matthew awkwardly giggles, taking his drink and giving a wide smile, nodding. "later! i'll see you later!"
y/n chuckles, waving at him. "i'll wait for you".
matthew giggles the whole way as he walks to his class, though he gets embarrassed by the way he talked.
pairing: han yujin x gn!reader | genre: high school au, opposites attract trope, fluff | w/c: +3.9k words | warnings: nothing but fluff <3
for years han yujin has been harboring a crush on his childhood friend
from the day he first met them as seat mates in middle school to the day they moved away to now, those gradually blossoming feelings have never wilted out like the dying flowers he thought they’d become
transitioning to high school was tough without them, but when he finally learnt to open up to others, he thrived
he made new friends, became more popular among his classmates, all while still being the cute and shy boy he’d always been
though in the back of his mind, he’d be up at night wondering if he’d ever run into his childhood friend again
maybe it was wishful thinking, but he missed having someone in his life who he saw so much of himself in
someone with similar interests, quirks, and heart
a person that’s… the complete opposite of you
ever since he first saw you walk into the classroom with your nose held high in your textbooks, the cold and studious first impression has yet to wash away
you didn’t answer to anyone unless it was school related, not a care in the world about what people thought of you
yujin could never relate to that
your only goal was to be the top student, and secondary to that was anything else that’d make a pretty addition to your résumé
the day your two paths crossed was on your first day as second years
that morning, yujin was talking to his best friend, park gunwook, in the hallway
“yujin, did you hear we’re getting a new transfer student?”
the boy shakes his head
“hopefully they’re nice. I’ll probably have to show them around, help them adjust, all that stuff,” gunwook continues, which spirals into a ramble of all the responsibilities he’ll have when he’s inevitably re-elected as class president
yujin just hums in agreement, twisting the cap off his plastic water bottle and taking a sip
the two eventually reach their classroom
and sitting in one of the seats is a face he’d recognize anywhere
it’s none other than his childhood friend… they’re back
he chokes on his water and bursts into a fit of coughs that draws everyone’s attention, including their’s
the new transfer student is his childhood friend… how is he supposed to approach them, speak to them, act around them…
he gets so flustered that he turns around to leave and run out of the room
not noticing you were already walking in through the propped open door with your eyes down in the midst of reading a book
one thing leads to another, and before yujin can prevent himself from the mess he’s about to cause, his hand is already squeezing around the open water bottle out of shock and water splashes onto your uniform and the fresh pages of your book
you’re scarily still for the first few seconds, so much that yujin feels a chill run down his spine
it’s like his life just flashed before his eyes
“are you serious?” you say through gritted teeth, your glare burning into his skull like flames
yujin doesn’t have the guts to say anything, which only makes you more aggravated
you take a step forward and open your mouth to chew him out but gunwook wedges himself between the two of you
“come on, y/n, don’t be too harsh on him. he didn’t mean for this to happen,” gunwook says, trying to remedy the situation
you’re not pleased by that in the slightest
gunwook quickly takes off his blazer and hands it out to you as a peace offering
but you only scoff at it and shake your head. “I don’t need your help, park.”
you push him out of the way and stand face to face with yujin
“don’t you owe me an apology?”
he hesitates for a moment, still in panic mode, but you shut him down before he can even get a word in
“forget it. you’re not worth my time.”
tossing the damp book into the trash can, you storm out of the classroom and not once do you look back
and yujin thinks to himself, from that day on, he’ll avoid you at all costs
in the months following the incident, yujin does just that
if he sees you, he’ll walk in the opposite direction
if you so much as turn your head his way, he’ll steer clear of all eye contact
instead, he concentrates on mustering up the courage to confess to his long term crush, his reunited friend from his middle school years
though in all honesty, a lot has changed even in the short time they’ve been gone
they haven’t exactly reconnected like he anticipated, but it’s not like they’re total strangers either
he understands that they’re no longer in the same social circles, no longer attached to the hip, no longer conversing over the same talking points like they used to
but he still wants to give himself a chance to confess before it’s too late
with both the help and motivation from gunwook, yujin comes up with the perfect plan
he retrieves a carton of chocolate milk—their favorite—from the cafeteria and writes a note in the pink origami heart he learned how to make the night prior
meet me by the field after school! -h.yj
time feels painfully longer when having to wait for it to pass
yujin rocks his heels back and forth on the ground, checking the notifications on his phone that he’s already been scrolling through for the past five minutes
he wanted to be the one to arrive at the field first, but his nerves were only amplifying in an echo chamber of anxiety
“what do you want?”
he jumps from the abruptness of your voice but gets even more surprised when he realizes it’s you
he lets out an awkward cough and quietly says, “oh, sorry, I’m waiting for someone.”
you pull out the unfolded origami heart from your pocket
“so this wasn’t you?”
yujin does a double take, eyes widening as his mistake was staring at him straight in the face
he had somehow set the chocolate milk and the note on the wrong desk
“no, it was me. you’re the one I was waiting for,” he lies, attempting to make it seem as if he was joking earlier
he has to hold himself back from grimacing
why was it always so hard for him to own up to his feelings? shout out to the world that he has a crush and is currently messing that up?
you quirk an eyebrow. “what is it then?”
yujin falls silent and he can already tell your patience is running thin
he doesn’t know how to respond, other than with the truth, and blurts out the first excuse that comes to mind as you say
“look, I’m not interested—”
“can you tutor me?”
“you want me to tutor you?” you repeat
“yes, of course, you’re the smartest one in our class.”
“what subject?”
“umm… everything?”
“are you seriously failing all your classes?”
“yes…?”
“why do you sound so unsure of yourself?”
yujin gulps. “it’s just a little embarrassing to admit, I guess.”
“well, I was planning to take a break from tutoring this year, but if you’re really in need of help, I can make an exception.” you pull out a business card from the front pocket of your bag. “this has all my contact information and tutoring rates. we can figure out whatever meeting times are convenient for the both of us later. sound good?”
he gives you a wordless nod of affirmation, and with that, his fate is sealed
you turn around to leave
however, unlike the last encounter, you look back
“hey, what’s your name again?”
“yujin, han yujin,” he nearly stutters out his own name
you curtly nod, walking away while quietly mumbling his name as a reminder to remember it
yujin closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, wonder what he just got himself into
the first meet is on a monday at the library after school
to put it shortly, it’s a disaster
“weren’t you the one that asked me to tutor you? I wouldn’t have agreed if I knew you’d get this distracted.”
yujin couldn’t focus in the slightest
he didn’t want to be there, which was unfortunate since he could’ve used this as an actual opportunity to boost up his class rank
yet he wanted to be living his life, putting off his studies until the last minute like he normally does
he tells himself to put up with all your complaints and scoldings just to appease you, but it only leads to him reaching his breaking point about a whopping three meetings later
“I lied.”
“great, now finish your practice questions.”
yujin grunts in a fit of frustration. “aren’t you curious as to what I lied about?”
“not really. you can tell me after you finish your practice questions.”
you won’t hear him out otherwise, so he does as told
you check the worksheet, marking all the incorrect answers before setting down your red pen and resting your chin in the palm of your hand with boredom
“I’m listening.”
“the note I gave you to meet me at the field that day… it was actually meant for someone else.”
“so you were planning to confess to someone.”
“yes,” yujin confirms before a wave of confusion hits his face. “wait, what? you knew?”
you shrug. “it was more of a heavy suspicion with the heart and the chocolate milk. but you were the one that asked for tutoring so I couldn’t say no to a client.”
“but you practically knew I was lying! I thought you hated people wasting your time.”
“I do. it’s what I hate more than anything. I only accepted because I need the money.” you stand up and begin to pack your belongings. “now that everything’s all cleared up, we can go our separate ways, right?”
“no!” yujin shouts, garnering weird looks from everyone in the library
feeling embarrassed with all the eyes drawn to you, you decide to leave anyways
and yujin finds himself chasing after you
at first, there’s not much rhyme or reason as to why, just a lingering ambiguity of regret and general instinct
though as he catches up to you towards the front of the school, he starts to piece together what it is that he’s feeling
the thing about yujin is that he never goes out of his way to make things right
if he makes a mistake, then he’ll ignore the entire situation all together until the remorse and responsibility fade away
that’s what he’s always been doing with you, cowardly entering and exiting your personal space without permission and then having nothing to make up for it
he yells for you to wait up, but you don’t stop in your tracks until he runs faster and blocks your path
you roll your eyes. “what?”
yujin catches his breath. “look, I’m sorry for being a nuisance. I want to apologize by working harder. I’ll pay more attention this time and get my grades up.”
“you don’t have to pity me. I’ll still survive with or without the tutoring money.”
“I’m not pitying you! I know I didn’t come into this with the best intentions, but I’ll make your time worth it, I promise.”
to you, his words may not bear much weight, but you decide to give him one last chance. if things started going south, then hopefully he’d get the hint and you could drop him for good
“we start again the day after tomorrow. don’t be late.”
while your doubt initially overtook any faith you had in the boy, yujin turns out to be better than you thought he was
you figure out he’s not failing all his classes like he had exaggeratedly claimed before
he’s more of a decent student that could use a good push, and once you help him tap into his potential, yujin actually begins to see an improvement in his grades
little by little, you even find other aspects of your life seeping into his too
such as eating lunch together
it wasn’t a daily must, but yujin felt bad constantly seeing you eat lunch by yourself, despite your protests of enjoying the solitude
it started with him calling you over to ask questions on the class material, and then slowly evolved into him inviting you over with no particular reason at all
as his best friend, gunwook would be there as well
“park.”
“hello to you too, l/n.”
yujin can’t help but snort, eating his lunch in amusement. “you guys are still so formal with each other.”
“competition is competition. I’m going to outrank you someday, l/n,” gunwook declares with a playful smirk
you only rest your head on the desk, using your arms as a cushion
“try me, park. try me.”
“you’re not going to eat?” yujin points out
“forgot to bring anything. was too tired from work last night.”
yujin takes a snack from his lunch bag and taps your arm with it before placing it on the desk
reluctantly, you accept the offering
“how do you do it?” gunwook queries. “my parents don’t allow me to have a part-time job, because they want my main priority to be school and the debate team.”
you sigh. “I work hard because if I don’t, then what else do I have? making friends and going out doing nonsense is for the people who have the time and money to afford it.”
albeit a bit hurt, yujin appears more puzzled than disappointed by your answer
“doing nonsense? you mean having fun?”
you continue on explaining, ignoring his comment, “I used to do my regular tutoring schedule and my part-time job last year, but it became too exhausting. some students are just a piece of work.”
“except me, right?”
you give him a small nod, lips curling upward just a fraction, but even that makes yujin’s heart skip a beat. “thankfully, you’re one of the better ones.”
for the majority of the lunch period, gunwook’s the one to actually keep you entertained, the two of you casually engaging in an academic conversation that has yujin lost in his own thoughts
“but seriously, y/n, you need to relax sometimes. you’ll get burnt out if you keep going like this,” gunwook says, tapping below his eye to refer to your dark circles
yujin begins to notice just how tired you are, the layers of fatigue sewn into your skin
and it’s in that moment a lightbulb goes off in his head
“oh, I have a good idea! y/n, can we cancel our tutoring session later today?”
“no,” you instantly shut him down, resulting in him childishly sulking
“can we do something after then? it’ll be a surprise!”
‘I hate surprises’ is what you want to say, but his pleading eyes oddly have an effect on you
and that’s how he lures you into a rare afternoon detour
“an arcade?”
“yeah!” he cheers, then studies your wary reaction. “you’ve never been?”
you give him a pointed look. “what do you think the answer to that question is?”
yujin pouts, rambling on and on about how he knew this wasn’t exactly your scene but was still baffled to the fact you’ve never stepped foot into an arcade in your life
he brings this up when you majorly lose to him in air hockey, dance dance revolution, and every game under the sun
your reflexes are some of the worse he’s ever seen
however, you still let him explain the rules each time and don’t get upset when you crash and burn, so he appreciates your efforts to try and understand the experience
then lastly, he guides you towards the line of claw machines, peering at the prizes inside each one
he asks if there’s anything you’re interested in, but you just let him choose
he goes with one filled with pastel colored stuff animals, aiming for a baby blue bunny that he ends up completely missing
“do you want to give it a try?” he asks but inserts the cash and ushers you forward before you’ve even decided yet
toying with the buttons experimentally, you give it your best shot
“ah, that was so close!” yujin’s hands shoot up to weave through his hair as you almost had it
“stupid machine,” you mutter, kicking the bottom of it with your sneaker. “aren’t these things just money suckers? what’s so fun about them?”
“you’re just saying that because you didn’t win.”
“oh, I’ll win,” you say with determination, your competitive side finally taking over
yujin goes around analyzing the side angles and directing you where to move the claw, and while you don’t verbal respond, he can see by the claw movements that you’re listening to him
once it’s aligned to your liking, you watch as it drops and barely latches onto the bunny’s ear, miraculously holding on enough to release it right into the prize box in the corner
yujin audibly celebrates the success more than you do, but there’s prominent sense of accomplishment you throughly enjoy
you retrieve the stuffed bunny and shove it in his hand. “here.”
he tries to give it back but you stubbornly refuse to take it from him
“don’t you want to keep it? you won it, after all,” he says
“I don’t really care for stuffed animals. it kind of looks like you though, so consider it yours. think of it as a gift for improving your test scores.”
he innocently holds the stuffed bunny up to his face. “it looks like me?”
you laugh, and yujin thinks it’s the most beautiful laugh he’s ever heard
you teasingly tilt your head and put a finger on your chin, an action so out of character that he’s almost memorized by it
“hmm… maybe the bunny’s a little cuter.”
a chuckle escapes from yujin’s lips and his eyes refuse to leave the ground
but when he looks back up again, he’s met by your warm and comforting expression, a side he’s never seen of you before
and while the moment passes and the day comes to an end, you’re the last thing on his mind that night and the first thing the next morning
then in the following weeks, thinking of you becomes routine
it makes him reflect on why he held onto his previous crush for so long, because you’re nothing like them yet the way he feels about you is stronger than anything he’s ever felt before
his entire life, yujin’s always been stuck in his comfort zone
and he thought that to like someone, the more things they have in common, the better
yujin thinks about how you both have opposite upbringings, opposite hobbies, opposite personalities, and how none of that really matters to him
in fact, it’s one of the main reasons he’s grown to like you so much
he likes letting you into his world, and his heart flutters when you let him into yours
whether it’s you telling him about your favorite books or the kind of music you listen to when you study, he wants to know it all
one day, he searches his room for the book he had bought all those months ago
it ignites a sense of nostalgia in him when he finds it, the memory now feeling so distant considering how far your relationship has developed since
though when he gifts it to you, he doesn’t quite get the reaction he’s expecting
“oh, thanks. how did you know I needed a new copy?”
yujin’s almost dumbfounded by the question
“because… I was the one that ruined the original… I got water all over it, remember? I actually bought the new one not too long after everything happened, but I was too scared to give it to you.”
“oh, that was you?” there’s a small glimpse of guilt in your eyes for not remembering. “sorry, I’ve never been good with names and faces.”
“but you remembered gunwook’s name back then. you called him park.”
“because he’s class president and a high ranking student. you know what they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer,” you say half-jokingly
“are you only interested in people like gunwook?”
“well, I wouldn’t say that. I like you, don’t I?”
yujin’s face can’t help but glow a bright red
he knows you don’t mean it as a confession, though a part of him wishes he could’ve poured his heart out right then and there nonetheless
and that’s not the only instance where he gets that inclination
it’s the very thing that eats away at him until he finally plans to act on it
he waits until the end of the semester for final exams to be over so he doesn’t accidentally overwhelm or burden you while you’re already stressed out
“is it just me or am I getting déjà vu?” is the first thing you say when you meet him in the familiar location by the field
his stance is awkward, smile crooked, and his hands are stiffly hidden behind his back
there’s a brief pause in the air as he mentally prepares himself again and again with what he had practiced beforehand
firstly, an icebreaker
“so, what are you doing over break?”
you rack your brain for a second. “probably just picking up more shifts at work. nothing interesting.”
“I’ll be able to visit you though, right?”
“sure,” you say with an airy laugh at his eager tone, “I mean, we can just hang out whenever too, but I’m guessing that’s not what you brought me here to talk about.”
you’re about to confront him on his weird posture, but he abruptly beats you to the punch
“close your eyes and hold your hand out,” he instructs
“why?”
“just do it.”
yujin nervously places a small item in the center of your palm and covers it up by folding your fingers to form a fist around it
when he tells you to open your eyes again, you curiously unravel your fingers and look at it with a blank expression
“why are you giving me your name tag?”
“you really don’t know what it means?” yujin slowly asks, scratching the nape of his neck. “then it means nothing, sorry for bothering you!”
he tries to to end the conversation at that, but you hook a hand around his wrist to prevent him from walking away
“yujin,” you call out his name softly, “just be honest with me.”
he freezes, and it feels like an eternity has passed until—with a sudden splurge of confidence—he holds your hand that was originally on his wrist and takes a step closer to you
“when someone gives a person their name tag, it means that they like them.”
it’s right there he realizes he’ll remember this moment forever, because it’s the first time he’s ever made you speechless
he uses the hand not intertwined with yours to point at your cheeks
“y/n, are you blushing?”
you immediately swat his hand away. “no, I’m not.”
he stares at you patiently for a proper response to his confession, an annoying grin plastered on his face like he’s taunting the answer out of you
silently, you remove the name tag from your blazer and place it in his palm
“can I hear your answer aloud?”
that makes you snap your head up and gently push him by the shoulder. “hey, you technically didn’t say it outright either!”
yujin bursts out into laughter, but once the atmosphere becomes quiet again, it’s his turn to blush
“I like you, y/n. I really, really like you.”
you give his hand a light squeeze. “and I really, really like you too, han yujin.”
this series is dedicated to 8 different 5 seconds of summer songs. each member of zb1 will be assigned a song and have a fic written based on the lyrics and whatever idea comes to my mind. until i am able to get a full synopsis, i will use lyrics from each song to describe the fic per member.
these will be solely angst fics, though some might be a little more lighthearted than others. if that isn't your cup of tea, i have plenty of other fics of different genres on my main masterlist!
the titles are subject to change to potential lyrics, all might not be named after the song they're assigned.
#CURRENT STATUS!
ongoing, members to be updated as i write them. last updated: june 5th, 2023
ZHANG HAO - red line
"how many times did we run from each other? how many times did i walk out the door? into the dark, we're no good for each other."
SUNG HANBIN - bad omens
"can't help the way i keep ignoring every omen. heaven knows i should let go, it's nothing that i don't already know."
SEOK MATTHEW - wherever you are
"for a while we pretended that we never had to end it, but we knew we'd have to say goodbye."
SHEN RICKY - ghost of you
"we're too young, too dumb, to know things like love. but i know better now."
PARK GUNWOOK - close as strangers
"late night calls and another text, is this as good as we're gonna get? another timezone taking me away from you."
KIM TAERAE - caramel
"it's been a while since you and i been where we started, i don't wanna let it fade away. it used to be easy, now you can't even look me in the eye."
KIM GYUVIN - lonely heart
"if you can't find another reason to stay, then i know i'm gonna have a lonely heart."
KIM JIWOONG - lover of mine
"when i take a look at my life and all of my crimes, you're the only thing that i think i got right."
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