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summary:Â kyungsoo been sleeping on your couch while his apartment has been getting renovated and oops you came home drunk and just spilled your guts out that you love him
word count: 4,024
genre: semi-angst, fluff, mostly just wishing u could be with him
âWhere are you going?â Kyungsoo asked as you entered the kitchen. He was sitting on one of the stools, his bowl of cereal in front of him as he quirked an eyebrow. You had gotten back from work about an hour before, quickly changing into something more comfortable for a night out.
âChan texted the group and asked if we wanted to go out, remember?â You say, raising your eyebrow as you grab the box of cereal he left on the table and took a handle full of it, wanting something to snack on before you left. âYou said you had some important event tonight.â You continued, eyeing him in his causal wear making it obvious he had no real plans for the night.
âAh, yes.â He chuckles as he takes another spoonful of the cereal. âBy important event I meant I planned on sitting on the couch and watching all of the Star War movies and not listening to Chanyeol drunkenly sing âAmerican Pieâ in my ear.â He teases and it makes you chuckle, rolling your eyes slightly. He was right, Chanyeol and Baekhyun were enough to handle sober, in a drunken state they somehow became even more intolerable. âDo you need a ride?â
âNo, I think weâre going to Uber.â
He nods his head and goes back to scrolling on his phone, his attention now captured by the device in his hands. Kyungsoo had been living with you for about two weeks now, he was staying on your couch while his apartment building was being renovated. And although he had asked Chan and Baek, both of them decided to be little shits and came up with excuses as to why they couldnât â just to torture you.
To be fair, it was totally an accident when you admitted to Baekhyun that you were in love with Kyungsoo. It was six months prior, during the summer when everyone had decided to take a trip down to the beach. You had rented out a house and wanted to just party and relax for the weekend, enjoying the warm weather just being around your friends.
The bon-fire on the last night was when everything started to go downhill, Chanyeol had passed out on the hammock at least twenty minutes into the party (which didnât stop Jongdae from trying to mess with him), and Kyungsoo had been busy talking to one of your friends, Ana, a seemingly normal conversation at first glance, but you know both of them well enough to know their flirtatious tendencies.
âAw, how cute.â Baekhyun had remarked as he walked up behind you. âI donât think Iâve seen him talk to anyone that wayâŠwell, except you.â He continued on before taking a long sip of his drnk.
âWhat do you mean?â You had asked as you turned slightly towards him. You couldnât help but note how the bonfire had lit up the side of his face that was turned away from you.
âJust that Kyungsoo looks and talks to you like youâre the only person in the room. Even if itâs unbelievably crowded.â He started to explain his eyes moved over from the pair over to you. âItâs actually quite interesting, he talks to you like heâs never spoken to you a day in your life and looks at you like if he looks away for a second, youâre going to disappear.â Baekhyun took another sip from his bottle and shrugged. âItâs probably nothing, you guys are best friends, I guess thatâs how you look out for each other.
âYeahâŠâ you agreed, although your heart had sunk into your stomach and your voice sounded deflated and let down â the other raised his eyebrows, confusion written all over his face. âWhat?â
âWhyâd you say it like that? You donât like him, do you?â
âWhat? You asked defensively, although the red tint that had found its way onto your cheeks and the tips of your ears had already answered for you.
âYou do!â He smiled before he shook his head. âListen, Iâd love to tell you that I know for sure that he likes you back, but I know just about as much as you do. Unless, you do know something, then in that case â what do you know?â His words were quick as he moved between thoughts.
âNo, no. I donât know anything, but neither does anyone else so pleasedonât say anything.â
âI wonât, I promise.â Baekhyun promised. Except, he lied and almost immediately told Chanyeol after your conversation. But it was okay because besides the occasional torturing from both of them, they were actually pretty supportive of your crush. They would bring over movies and snacks whenever Kyungsoo had a date, making sure you kept your phone off so you wouldnât see the update texts that he would send the group. They would always try to pair you two off whenever the four of you hung out, and it always made you wonder if Kyungsoo had ever caught on, or if he had ever said anything to them. But they never told you if he did.
âIâm heading out, Soo.â You called as you grabbed your jacket off the back of the couch that he was now sitting on. He looks up at you, a smile on his face as he takes in the sight of you. You wore a dress that was clad to your skin, one that showed off your curves in all the right ways, it made you hope that you could find someone to take your mind off of the boy, even for just one night.
âYou look great.â He remarks, using his finger to push up his glasses from the bridge of his nose, noticing as he does a once over of you again. âIs it just the three of you?â
âYeah, I wish you were coming.â You half mean it, you want him there because you alwayswanted him there, you always wanted to feel the warmth of him next to you; but you didnât because you needed to find a distraction, someone else to fill your mind up even just for a little bit.
âI would be just sitting in the corner anyway.â He chuckles, now noticing the pout that you put on your lips. âDonât pout, beautiful, Iâll still be right here right when you get back.â And although your heart skips a beat at his pet name for you, he had done it so many times before and to so many other people it just didnât feel special or tailored towards you anymore.
âPromise?â
âI promise.â
You smile and give him a quick wave before you make your way downstairs where Baekhyun and Chanyeol were waiting, both of them in competition to see which Uber seemed close enough to order.
âHey hey!â Chanyeol said as you approached, looking you up and down for a moment before wrapping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you in close. âLooking good, you ready for tonight?â
âReady as Iâll ever be.â You say as he pawns you off to Baekhyun who mimics his motions by wrapping you into a quick shoulder hug, giving you a squeeze. âSoo says hi, by the way. Heâs upstairs because he doesnât want to deal with either of your drunk-ness.â They both let out a laugh, but Baekhyun is the one who offers up his commentary.
âI figured that was the reason that he wasnât coming.â
You were lucky to have two friends like Chan and Baek, they were like the two side of the same coin, perfectly similar from far away, but different when youâre able to get a closer look. They both had a wicked sense of humor, with personalities to match, and they both were deeply caring about the people around them, and itâs why you loved them so much. Itâs why they were your closest friends.
The Uber didnât take long to get to your apartment building, the three of you piling in and out in under ten minutes as you got to your favorite spot on the town. Oakwas one of your favorite places, it always had good drinks, it always had cute boys, it was just what you needed to escape. And with Chanyeol on one end of the bar buying drinks for literally anyonewho approached them, and Baekhyun on the other trying to get anyone who approached to buy hima drink, you found yourself in the middle just trying to drink, dance and mingle. You met a few people: a girl who was trying to get over a break up, but that conversation ended when she started crying and her friends took her home, a boy who seemed nice enoughâŠuntil his date walked up and seemed less than thrilled that he was talking to you, and a group of friends who seemed nice enough to buy you a drink but then had their own plans for the rest of the night. They were all great, mostly nice people who were just out for a good time, but you couldnât grasp onto them long enough to get your mind away from Kyungsoo.
Kyungsoo
Just the thought of his name sent you spiraling into these long-winded thoughts about him. About how when it was just the two of you, he always was so close to you. He would keep his hand on your leg as you two sat on the couch just relaxing and how when he removed it, you could still feel it linger for hours just wishing you could put it back. When you all went out to drink, he would rest his hand on your lower back, keeping you close to him as neither of you focused on the crowds around you. His eyes would be locked on yours as you would carry on conversations that felt like hours long.
You remember one night specifically; he had invited you over to watch a movie not knowing that you had stayed up the night before preparing for an essay that you neededto pass. You didnât want to pass up an opportunity to hang out with him though, so you dragged yourself over and let him put on whatever he wanted, you tried to your hardest to suppress the yawns and keep your eyes open. Kyungsoo saw right through it though, a frown on his face as he had looked over at you.
âCome here.â He said, it had caused you to raise your eyebrow suspiciously at him. âIf youâre going to fall asleep at least do it on something comfortable.â
The smile that crossed your features was small (mostly from the exhaustion) as you had moved over towards him. You kicked your feet up on the couch as he put his arm behind you and let you rest your head on his chest. You donât remember falling asleep after that but when you woke up, his head was against yours as he lightly snored, and a blanket was thrown around your body. You didnât want to stir him awake but even the smallest movement had made him give you a squeeze, as if he had wanted you to know he was right there.
And thatâs when you realized you were in love with him.
And thatâs all you could think about as you climbed out of the car hours later, drunk out if your mindwith Chanyeol and Baekhyun hot on your trail.
âAre you sure youâre okay?â Baekhyun asks as the two of them held onto each other, obviously needing one another more than you did.
âIâm fine, Iâm fine.â Your words were slurred but you just needed to walk up the stairs to your apartment, you should be okay. âGo home, text me when you guys get there.â You say as they had already started walking away. âGoodbye!!â You call out and they both lift a hand to wave goodbye, luckily only living a few blocks over from you.
You chuckle to yourself as you make your way into the building, taking a deep breath as you try to prepare to climb up the stairs to your floor. It was a hassle, it was a drunken mess, but you managed to make it into your apartment safe and sound. Kyungsoo was still on your mind, speaking of which â where was he?
âSOOOO?â You call out as you leaned back against your front door, your eyes hooded from the alcohol. âSoooooooooooo.â You call out again, although your voice much lower than previously. You can hear him shuffle around in the living room, standing up from the couch to face you, a small smirk on his face.
âHoly shit, youâre smashed.â He chuckles as he wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, a small yawn escaping his lips. Was he asleep? It didnât matter, you had to talk to him, you needed to see him. âHow was your night?â
âIt was fineeee.â You whine out as you reach your arm out once heâs close enough. His hand makes its way onto the small of your back, pulling you up straighter so that you werenât leaning on the door as much. Your hand lands itself on his shoulder and all you can do is meet his gaze. âI missed you though.â You confessed, a snicker coming after your words. âGod! I missed you!â You say, not even registering when you lean in and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. He freezes up when you pull away, not expecting the kiss at all.
âWhat was that for you?â he asks, his voice cracking slightly.
âBecause I loveyou, silly.â You laugh, leaning in to press another kiss to where you just did. âI love you like morethan a friend should.â You close your eyes for a moment and let out another drunken giggle, opening them up again to see his face. He didnât look upset or happy, he just looked out of it.
âWe should get you to bed.â Kyungsoo whispers as he starts to walk with you, keeping a firm grip on you as he helped you climb into your bed. You didnât even bother changing from your outfit, just kicking off your heels (barely missing his head both times) and rolling onto your side. âAre you going to be okay?â He asks and you shake your head, reaching your hand out towards him.
âStayyy,â you whine, knowing the boy probably was annoyed by the voice. But he doesnât argue with you, instead he shuts the lights off, shuts the door and climbs into the bed next to you â keeping his distance but you can feel him in the bed next to you. Your hand plops down next to you, searching the bed until you find his, intertwining your fingers together as you close your eyes. And you could swear as you drifted off to sleep, that he gave your hand a squeeze.
FUCK
Is the first thing you can think of when you wake up. How much did you drink? Your head is pounding, your mouth is dry, and you can feel everything wrong before you even open up your eyes. Which, when you do feels like the worst moment in the world. You sit up slightly, ignoring the wave of nausea that hits you as you rub your eyes, looking over next to you to see just crinkled up bed sheets, but nothing else. You grab the glass of water and Advil on your nightstand, thanking Kyungsoo in your mind for probably taking care of you when you got home.
Which â honestly, you didnât remember. Your last memory of the night was being at the club and dancing with Chanyeol, he had beggedyou to because the girl at the bar was playing hard to get and he wanted to get her attention. You had no problem helping, but once the two of them started talking your mind went blank, not entirely sure how you got home or anything like that. Deciding to open up your phone, a flood of texts came through in the group chat that you all had shared.
Baekhyun (2:33am)
Yo, are u homze safe
Baekhyun (2:35am)
HESLLO?OOOO??
Chanyeol (2:45am)
Shh Iâmm trying to slep
Baekhyun (2:50am)
HESLLO?OOO!!!
Kyungsoo (3:04am)
Sheâs fine
Sheâs sleeping
Shut the fuck up
Baekhyun (3:06am)
WHel WelL wel look who it is
THOT U cldnt COMEW
Kyungsoo (3:08am)
Goodnight drunkies
You chuckled as you scrolled as it went on and on with just the three of them arguing with each other. After you finished you got up and made your way into the bathroom, hopping into the shower and cleaning yourself up from the night before. You were lucky you had nothing to do, that you could spend the rest of the day just being hungover. As the warm water trickled down your body you couldnât help but try to recall anything from the night before, but nothing significant came to mind, maybe nothing significant happened â and maybe you just wanted to stay blissfully ignorant.
The shower ended and you changed into some comfortable clothes, full ready to spend the day on your couch when you emerge to Kyungsoo sitting in your kitchen, a concerned look on his face as he looks over at you.
âMorning.â He gives you a half smile, itâs kind of lopsided and it doesnât quite reach his eyes but itâs enough to make you blush slightly. He had that effect on you, to just make you so flustered on the spot even with the slightest things. âHow are you feeling?â
âTired.â You admit as you walk up next to him, leaning against the counter as he looks at you. âIâm sorry if I was a pain last night, I donât really remember anything that happened last night.â His eyebrows raise slightly as you saunter towards the other side of the counter, looking into the fridge for something to ease the hangover. When you turn back around you canât help but mimic the confusion on his face, not too sure why he was giving you that look. âWhat?â
âYou donât remember anything?â
âNo, why? Did something happen?â
âYou donât remember anything?â He repeats.
âSoo, come on, what happened?â You ask, grabbing the milk from the fridge, settling on cereal as it was literally the only thing you would be able to stomach. âI wasnât that bad, was I?â You ask as you grab a spoon, hitting the drawer shut with your hip before taking a bite from the bowl.
âYou told me you loved me.â
And choke. Your put your hand up towards your mouth before you start coughing, setting the bowl down on the counter, Kyungsoo immediately getting up and walking over to you, his hand on your back as you continue to cough.
âAre you okay?â he asks, brushing your hair out of your face as you nod your head. Taking a second to breathe before letting out a few more coughs. âSeriously, are you okay?â
âIâm fine, Iâm fine.â You say once you get your second wind back, your hand instinctively going over your heart as you take a moment to breathe. âCan you repeat that though? I said what?â
âYou were drunk.â He tries to rationalize it for you, but you know that heâs just trying to make you feel better about it.
âSoo, Iâm â I donât even know what to say.â You say, shaking your head. âIâm sorry, I mean I was drunk and I shouldnât have said that. And I â .â
âItâs fine, you donât need to apologize.â He says, bringing his hand up to rub the back of his neck. âLike I said, you were drunk. Itâs fine. Wanna go watch some TV?â
It was discouraging that he was so quick to brush off the conversation, but you decided it was best, your headache was starting to come back, and you needed to relax. You nod your head, watching as he walked into the living room as he left you to finish up your food. You felt stupid and honestly, you wished you didnât say anything, but you couldnât change the past.
You walk into the living area a few minutes later, sitting down next to Kyungsoo on the couch, grabbing the blanket on the back of the cushion to throw on yourself. You two sit in silence as you watch whatever show he had on in the background, but your mind wasnât focusing on that. You were too concerned with being so close to him with what you knew now that it was just distracting.
Maybe if things were different, youâd be able to curl up next to him, resting your head on his chest as he softly brushes your hair with his fingers. Maybe he would kiss the top of your head, making fun of you for being hungover but still giving you a squeeze to make sure you knew you were protected. If things were different, youâd be happy.
âWhat did you say?â You finally asked a few hours later, after agonizing stolen glances and body shifts, it was too much for you to handle.
âWhat?â
âWhat did you say? When I told you that I loved you what did you say back?â Your head turns to look at him, swallowing thickly as you knew that you were too afraid of what he was going to say.
âI just tried to get you to bed, I didnât really answer.â
âOhâŠâ
Silence. Your head fell slightly, you were disappointed that it happened this way, that months and months of secrecy accumulated to this moment. Was he done being your friend? Was he going to just pretend it never happened? Was he â
âI didnât feel comfortable telling you that I loved you back in case you didnât remember it.â
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âWhat?â
âI didnât really think about it.â He says. âIt was on the tip of my tongue to say back the second you said it, but I just couldnât do it knowing that youâd probably forget, or maybe you didnât mean it. Did you mean it?â
âOf course, I did, Soo.â You whisper. âI mean, it might not have been the best moment to say it, but I meant it.â
âGood, because so do I. And youâre a good kisser, you know?â He teases you, making your cheeks red. âAlthough it wasnât really a kiss, it was more of a weird side-lipped peck.â He says as he looks at you, a smirk crawling onto your face. âAnd I donât know, it was cute. Cute that I was the only person you said you wanted to be around. Cute that you really couldnât hold in these feelings you had.â He chuckles as he moves over next to you, his hand moving to rest over yours that lay in your lap. âYou know youâre something else, right? Although, next time youâre going to confess something to me maybe wait until youâre sober so that I can actually confess back without having to worry if youâre going to remember or get sick all over me.â
âOkay,â you whisper, your lips curling up into a smile. âI promise next time I confess my love for you, that I will wait until Iâm sober for both of us.â
âPerfect, and can you do me one more favor?â Kyungsoo asks, making you nod your head. âCan you actually kiss me this time?â
You smile at his words and nod your head, biting down on your lip as you watched him for a moment before you lean up and press your lips against his. Itâs soft, but full of meaning, everything that the two of you had apparently been holding in. You feel his hands move up to grab at your hips, pulling you down onto the couch as he makes his way to hover over you in more comfortable position. You wrap your arms around his neck and donât let go, donât stop kissing him until your out of breath, until both of your lips are red and sore. Even after that, youâll never stop kissing him.
hello everyone!! iâm almost done with my kyungsoo one shot, i got major inso for it last night after seeing how scarce his tag is, i should be uploading it by tonight or tomorrow :-))
summary:Â jaehyun has some time backstage before his concert and you wanted to just say hi | idol!au
word count: 944
genre: fluff, so much fluff, and making outÂ
It wasnât unlike you to stop backstage whenever your boyfriend has a show or a concert, he usually felt bad because he was so busy and never had a moment alone to hang out with you. You never really minded though, you just wanted to support him and his group as much as you possibly could and wanted to watch him perform. He always apologized though, he always came home after a long day and pulled you into a hug, kissing your cheek over and over again as he mumbled out apologies that you didnât need, but you giggled as you hugged him back â accepting the kisses with no worries.
This time was no different as you made your way backstage, trying to figure out where his dressing room was. He had a concert that night, one that you had seen so many times that you could probably do a one-person-show reenacting it, but you were still so eager to watch him perform.
âAyoooo!â You heard a voice call, turning slightly to see Mark walking towards you a smile on your face as he wraps an arm around your shoulder, walking with you. âLooking for Jae?â
âHello to you too, Mark.â You laugh. âYes, I am, actually. Is he in his dressing room?â
âYep. No worries, Iâll show you. Are you excited for the concert tonight?â
âAmIthe one excited for the concert?â You ask in a surprise tone. âMore like are youguys excited? This is such a big thing for you.â
âEh,â he says trying to shrug it off, stopping in front of a door. âWeâve done this a bunch of times, Iâm excited as I normally am but itâs our job to have fun.â He laughs as he takes his arm off and steps in front of you. âJae should be inside; Iâll see you later yeah?â
âYeah, thanks.â You smile and wave as you watch Mark walk off to join a group at the end of the hallway. You turn to knock on the door, hearing a shuffling before your boyfriendâs voice yelled out âcome in!â. You opened the door and stepped in, Jaehyun fixing his shirt that he just threw on as he looked over his shoulder to see who it was.
âYouâre here early.â He said with a smile as he walked up to you and wrapped his arms around you. âIâm so glad youâre here.â You couldnât help but smile back as you leaned in to press a kiss to his lips.
âYou think Iâd miss this?â
âWellâŠno, but I didnât think youâd be this early.â He said as he leaned down to kiss you once more.
âWe havenât been able to spend a lot of time together recently; I asked your managers for your schedule and found some time where I could fit myself in.â You said with a soft smile. Â âAnd here I am.â
âYou shouldnât have to fit yourself in.â He whispers, his fingers moving up and down your side as he pulled you in closer. âI should make more time for you.â
âHush, this is your job, I understand, baby.â You say as he starts to back up, taking you with him. âI would like to see your face for more than two minutes, but two minutes is still better than nothing.â You explain as he sits down on the couch that was behind him. Youâre standing above him, looking down and all he can do is flash you a crooked grin before he grabs your waist and brings you down, making you straddle him. âThis handsome face.â You whisper as your hand moves up to cup his cheek. âIâve missed this handsome face.â He lets out a laugh right as you press your lips against his.
Kissing Jaehyun was always one of the best feelings in the world, it was what made your heart skip a beat, itâs what you missed most when he was away, itâs everything you wanted when you saw him. The best moments were when he was tickling you, both of you letting out loud laughs as he chased your lips with a few kisses. It was those moments that made your heart swoon, it made you remember why you were so damn in love with him.
The kiss escalated from a soft, tender kiss to something filled with more passion, his hands moving under your shirt, the warmth of his skin pressed up against yours. You just wanted more, you wanted everything from him. Your lips slowly pulled back, hovering over his for a moment as you both caught your breath, only for a second before your lips moved to kiss the corner of his lips, down to his jaw line, tilting his head up as he began kissing at his neck.
âBaaaabe.â He groaned as his hands gripped your waist. âI have to go on stage tonight, you know I canât have any marks.â He tried to explain although it was hard when you were kissing at his skin. âSeriously, theyâll kill me.â
You pull away from him and canât help but give him a pout, you knew the limitations of your relationship â that didnât mean they were always fair. You let out a sigh and roll your eyes, which turn makes him squeeze your side to get you to giggle slightly.
âNo pouting.â He says as he leans in to rest his forehead on yours. âAbsolutely none.â
âI know but itâs just not fair.â
âYour pout isnât fair either but here we are.â He teased before he kissed you again. âBut youâre just too beautiful to resist.â And again. âI love you.â And again.