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ㅤㅤ( SJY. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤWINTER BLANKETS

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽

SOMAR𝒊O ─── winter cuddles and confessionsㅤ엔하이픈 제이크 𝐱 𝑓. readerㅤ✉️ㅤwc. 678ㅤ✶ㅤcareful ! ㅤskinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames

ㅤ💭 . dressing cute in cold weather is so difficult 😖

downbadbsf!jake who can't get enough of your cuddles in winter and uses your frame melted against his to his advantage to confess his feelings to you.

Switching off the last of the lights on in the house, you sauntered into his bedroom, finding him already in bed meeting you with a grin. “Did you find a show yet?” Entering into the thick blankets, you quickly warmed yourself up against his body, feeling his arms close up around your waist. 

Pressing his head into the crook of your neck, you giggled from the sensation of his hair tickling your collarbone. Satisfied to hear laughter vibrate from your throat, he moved his chin to rest where his forehead was, breathing heavily. Still recovering from your fits of giggles, you felt his hand ascend into your shirt, drawing circles on your bare skin.

“Let me warm you up first.” He replied, tangling his legs in yours, continuing his soft motion on your stomach. Feeling comfortable, you breathed heavily and heard him do the same. “What are you thinking about?” You asked, breaking the pause of silence. 

“You.” His hot breath warmed your ear as he spoke, lips brushing the shell of your ear. Letting a light breath escape your mouth, you unconsciously shivered against him from the sensation. “About what?” Hoping that he wouldn’t notice your unusual reaction to his action, you responded, making a mental note to stop Jake from giving you back hugs in the future. 

“About how to tell you how much I like you.” Trying to regulate your emotions, you bit back your smile. “Now’s a good time.” Sounding as nonchalant as possible, you answered, knowing without even looking at him that his lips pulled into a grin. 

“For starters, I’ve liked you since middle school with your crazy pigtails and bad spelling mistakes.” He began, noticing you try to hold back your grin as much as possible. “I especially liked the way you spied on the music room to wait for me to finish practice and acted like you weren’t waiting for an hour.” 

Humming to show that you were still awake, he continued. “I love how pretty you look when putting on your lip gloss, puckering your lips to the mirror.” Shifting in the blanket, he hummed thoughtfully. “I’ve never wanted to kiss something off that much.” 

Feeling your cheeks heat up, you squirmed a little, doing your best to remain unbothered. “I love falling asleep next to you and knowing that you’re going to be right in my arms when I wake up.” Biting his lips to stop them from pressing against your neck, he added. “Even though you snore a lot at night.” 

Finally breaking into a smile, you elbowed him lightly. “Shut up.” Laughing at your defence, he moved you onto your back, raising himself unto his elbows to see your face properly. “Are you done now?” You asked, meeting his smiling eyes. 

Grinning down at you, he replied. “Not unless you don’t want to sleep tonight.” Moving his hand to your hair, he gently brushed away the hair on your forehead. “Then as my girlfriend, do you give me permission to kiss you?” 

Humming thoughtfully, you feigned a confused expression. “I don’t remember you asking me to be your girlfriend.” Watching his expression turn thoughtful as well, he looked down at you, meeting you with a teasing grin. 

In a swift movement, he moved his hands against your stomach, causing you to burst out into fits of giggles. Tapping his hand, you repeated between laughter. “I give up. You win.” Laughing in his victory, he watched you recover, panting excessively from the lack of air. 

After patiently watching your breathing patterns regulate, he flashed you his perfect grin. “Will you be my girlfriend?” 

Reaching your arms up to wrap around the back of his neck, you pulled him closer to you. “Absolutely.” Leaning in and pressing your lips onto his, you felt him smile into the kiss, feeling warmer than ever with his lips on yours under the heavy blankets. 

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ㅤㅤ( SJY. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤPRETTY LIPS

ㅤ&&ㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 : 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌.

SOMAR𝒊O ─── the boy you're tutoring wants to kiss you 엔하이픈 제이크 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 662 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, suggestive, petnames

student!jake who gets distracted by your pretty lips when you're tutoring him and struggles to focus.

Leaning over his work, you finished marking with a sigh, meeting his expectant gaze. “You didn’t get any better.” You spoke finally, pulling your pink lips into a pitiful smile. Noticing that he wasn’t bothered by his marks, let alone focusing on what you were saying, you looked back at him staring at your lips with a foolish grin growing on his own. 

Waving your hand in front of his face, you snapped him out of his daydream. “This is probably why you aren’t getting better.” Shaking your head, he continued grinning at you while you pulled out more worksheets. 

“Do I have to do another one?” He complained, finally understanding what his distraction caused. “Precisely,” You began, dropping another paper on his desk. “Language is one of the easiest subjects, it’s hard to believe that someone could fail in it.” 

“Say that to your physics marks.” He mumbled, beginning his work bitterly. Scowling at his snarky comment, you resumed studying, pursing your lips into a natural pout while filling in the answers. 

Losing focus again, he glanced up to see you mouthing your thoughts silently, lips downturned and pressed against the pen you rested underneath your bottom lip. Feeling eyes boring holes into you, you turned to him, still staring at you thoughtfully. “What now?” 

“Your lips are pretty.” 

Left dumbfounded by his sentence, you waited for him to break into his usual teasing grin. Staring into his flirty glance, you sighed and brushed your hair to the side of your face to hide the rosy tint growing on your cheeks, mumbling a quiet, “Thank you.” Before trying to focus on your work but finding it difficult because of his eyes still staring into you. 

Fed up by the clumsy mistakes you were making from the intensity of his gaze, you shifted your gaze to him. “If I get a 90 in this worksheet, can you give me a kiss?” He finally spoke. 

Your heartbeat strummed loudly against your chest as you raised your arched eyebrows. “Get a 95 and I might consider it.” You replied, watching his face light up from your flustered reaction as he moved back to his work, eagerly answering the questions. 

Moments later, he handed you the paper, smiling widely as he watched you mark it, completely taken off guard by his sudden skill in the subject. “Did you cheat?” 

“I’m only taking tutoring classes so I can spend my whole afternoon with you.” Unarmed by his flattery, you finished marking the paper which sported a large red ‘98%’ on the top. 

Wasting no time, he stood up, pushing your chair closer to his and leaning over it. “I get my reward, right?” Wishing that you had increased the amount that he had to reach, you nodded reluctantly, hearing your heart beat swiftly against your chest. 

Feeling his soft lips press against yours, you gently shut your eyes, suddenly aware of your inexperience in kissing. Moving his hand to the nape of your neck to pull you in closer, you felt your body relax and move against his mouth, the initial slow kiss becoming messier everytime you pulled back. 

Unaware of how many minutes passed, the librarian gently tapped on your table, bringing the both of you to lean away, suddenly feeling awkward. “The library’s closing.” She informed you before turning away and shaking her head. 

Glancing at him uncomfortably, you shot him a sheepish smile. “At least you don’t need to take tutoring classes anymore.” Organising the mess on the table, he glanced at your embarrassed figure succeeding at avoiding his gaze.

Silently stuffing his things into his bag and slinging it over his shoulder he motioned towards you and leaned over your chair.

“No.” He replied, smirking at your figure freezing up and fanning his hot breath over your lips. “If it means I can be with you, I’ll still fail every test for tutoring.”

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ㅤㅤ( PSH. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤSKINCARE

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆.

SOMAR𝒊O ─── skincare with your best friend who has a hidden agenda 엔하이픈 성훈 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 483 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames

bestfriend!sunghoon who always suggests doing skincare with you to use the close proximity to his advantage.

The evening droned on in comfortable silence besides the thunder rumbling outdoors signaling summer rain and the noise of your hair dryer drying out your damp hair. Glancing at his freshly showered figure sauntering into your bathroom with a form-fitting sleeveless shirt and slightly damp hair through the reflection of the mirror he stood impatiently beside you. “Can we do skincare now?”

Slitting your eyes at his unusual eagerness, you put down your hair dryer and shook out your hair before pulling out a bunny headband. “This is the only non-girly one I could find.” You lied, knowing very well that you just wanted to see how cute he would look with the bunny ears perched on top of his head.

Shrugging, he leaned down and failed to bite back the grin growing on his lips. Proud of your work, you mirrored his grin and pulled out the face mask cream, doing your best to spread it evenly on his face.

Struggling because of the large height difference despite the fact that you were on the tips of your toes, your arms began to ache. “You should do it yourself; I can’t reach your forehead.” You complained, trying to find any way you could to get yourself out of the awkward position.

Seeing no problem with your complaints, he bent down and hooked his hands under your legs, picking you up with ease and setting you on the bathroom counter. Moving his hands to rest beside you, he leaned in and closed the gap between you. “Is that better?”

Taken aback, you blinked a few times before nodding and trying to continue spreading it on his face. Feeling his sharp gaze boring holes into your skin, you glanced at him with a confused expression. “What?”

“I keep forgetting to tell you how pretty you are.” He answered, causing your face to heat up and your heartbeat to quicken. “You tell me all the time.” You frowned, trying your best to act nonchalant.

“Really?” You responded with a hum to his question and wasted your time perfecting the cream on his face. His hand shot up your busy wrist, pausing your unnecessary motion and forcing you to look at him. Using your focus on him to his advantage, he leaned in and pressed a kiss on your lips, seemingly unbothered by the wet cream smearing on your face.

Placing his hand on your jawline, he tried to pull you in closer, finding it physically impossible due to how close you already were. “Sunghoon.” You mumbled between kisses, doing your best to pull back for air.

Pressing your hand on his shoulder, you managed to pull away in a daze, watching his flushed features stare back at you. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

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ㅤㅤ( LHS. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤRENDEZVOUS

ㅤ&&ㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽

SOMAR𝒊O ─── he's bad for you, but he's good to you 엔하이픈 희승 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 488 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, suggestive, petnames/ nicknames ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤINSPO

badboy!heeseung who was the only person revolving around your structured schedule and your disapproving parents.

There was never a secret your parents didn’t know about before him. Learning the consequences of your rebellion early on, you remained obedient until he destroyed it. 

Following the direction he wrote for you, you sauntered into the dark street before getting pulled against a wall. Sucking in a breath, you inhaled his familiar scent before you let the brewing scream escape your lips. Covering your mouth with his hand, his cold rings brushed against your tinted lips, finally managing to lead you to lock eyes with him. 

Taking in your surroundings, you noticed his sleek motorcycle stealthily parked beside one of the abandoned buildings sandwiching the two of you. His musk scent filled your nose, and you stared directly into his dark eyes. “You came, princess.” 

He spoke into the silence, removing his hand from your mouth and resting it above your head. Holding your ground against his intense gaze raking over your body and pausing at the skin on your waist peeking out of your shirt. “Only because you promised you wouldn’t tell anyone about us.” 

Letting his intrusive thoughts win, he slid his other hand onto your waist, brushing your exposed flesh with his cold fingers. Sucking in a breath, you rested your hand on top of his on your waist, carefully watching his eyes unwaveringly stare into yours. “I won’t.” 

Thunder chimed loudly above you, drizzling rain over the two of you. “Are you nervous?” His voice dipped and your voice caught at your throat. Reading your mind and seemingly unbothered by the water soaking his body, he leaned in close enough to fan his hot breath over your face. 

“No.” You lied, watching his lips curl into a grin. Moving his hand up your waist and to your chest, he felt your heartbeat quicken against his hand. Raising his brows in a mocking action, he leaned down wordlessly and pressed a kiss on your lips. 

Allowing you to relax into it, he remained motionless for a few seconds until he decided that your heartbeat wasn’t going to relax in the duration he was willing to wait until. Moving against your lips, he felt you suck in a quick breath and took advantage of your parted mouth and connected his lips with yours. 

His hand moved from your chest to your waist, the movement making you feel lightheaded but pumped you with more adrenaline than you thought you could bear. Resting your arms on his shoulders and fiddling with his dark hair, he pulled back, dipping his head into your neck but only peppering light kisses on it.

“Would you do it again?” He asked, as out of breath as you were but still pressing kisses on your collarbone. Now fully drenched in the water from the rain, you exhaled heavily, feeling your heart drum loudly against your chest. “Definitely.

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ㅤㅤ( NRK. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤLESSONS

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌; 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆.

SOMAR𝒊O ─── your boxer boyfriend teaching you how to box 엔하이픈 西村力 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 621 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames

✉️ i cannot get enough of boxer riki these days pls

boyfriend!riki who gives you boxing lessons to practice your self-defense and uses the lessons as an excuse to flex his skills and impress you.

Drowned in sweat, you rested your hands on your knees and let out a groan of exasperation. “Are we not done yet?”

Tugging the corners of his lips into a smirk, he shook off the dark strands of hair sticking to his forehead. “Baby, we’re just getting started.” Sighing, you will yourself to get back up, irritated by the difficulty of the sequence and in the never-ending stamina of your boyfriend. Staring at Riki’s hands covered by the punch mitts, you got back into position.

Feeling your arms weaken from the stance alone, you straightened up with a huff. Grinning at you, he stalked over, removing the mitts and pressing his hands on your shoulders. “Are you tired?” Glaring up at his proud expression, you nodded. “It’s your fault since you’re allergic to breaks.”

Biting back his smile, he hummed. “How about this; If you manage to throw a punch at me, I’ll give you a kiss.” Slitting your eyes in suspicion, you curled your lips into a smile. “Only one kiss?”

“I’ll see depending on the strength of your hit.” Raising your brows at his statement, you regained your lost energy at the idea of a kiss. Re-entering your stance, you lead your gaze past the mitts and to your target. Amused by your determination, he shot you a grin before blowing the whistle and letting it drop onto his damp chest.

Throwing a punch at him almost immediately, he barely managed to block it, stumbling backwards at your renewed energy. After punching at his mitts a few more times, you heard him pant aggressively, dark hair curtaining his eyes. “You know, even if you lose, I’ll still give you a kiss.” He reasoned, noticing your stamina decreasing by the minute.

“I’m not going to lose.” You replied between punches, irritated at how long it was taking to get his guard down. Still bouncing around the ring, Riki actively avoided all of your punches despite the sweat drenching his body. “Wait.” You panted, shaking the loose hair tie off your hair, allowing your dark locs to flow freely.

Distracted by your visuals, he stood dumbfounded, completely unarmed. About to open his mouth to say something, you took a quick step and punched him hard on his chest.

Blinking in shock at your tactic and pressing a hand onto his chest, he gaped at your triumphant figure. “Wait, that’s not fair.” Removing his mitts, he marched towards you, feeling wronged.

“You never said flirting wasn’t allowed. And besides, you were the one who let your guard down.” Finding no fault in your sentence, smiled a sardonic smile at his loss, knowing that it was his fault that he lost. “You’d get disqualified if this was a real match.”

Removing the gloves from your hands, you let them drop to the ground as you stepped forward and rested your arms on his sweaty shoulders. “Lucky for me then since it wasn’t a real match.” Resting his hands on your waist, he grinned down at you. “About my reward…” You trailed on, meeting his knowing gaze as he nodded. “Yes, you did hit hard enough.”

Reaching up to the tips of your toes, you pressed a kiss on his lips, feeling fully satisfied despite your hair sticking to your neck and your heart thumping loudly against your chest. Leaning into you, he gave your aching feet ease as you descended onto your heels.

Pulling back, but still close enough to press his forehead against yours, he spoke with a grin. “Next time, I want a rematch. A fair one.”

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ㅤㅤ( NRK. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤH.S.K.T

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝖾𝗌 — 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁

SOMAR𝒊O ─── he's all that you need 엔하이픈 西村力 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 605 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames

downbadbsf!riki who's been trying to convince you to date him and tells you not to date others, claiming that he has everything you need.

The weather was perfect for a late winter evening, only a cool breeze kissing your hair. Standing by the door, gentle hands clasped around your ankle, as you slide your foot into the black heels. Although you had told him many times that it was completely unnecessary to buckle your shoes for you, he insisted on doing it every time— finding a reason to ask you where you were going.

“I’m going on a date.” You responded, feeling his hands tighten the strap much harder than you would have preferred, evoking a sharp gasp from your throat. “Sorry.” He mumbled, pressing his lips into a barely noticeable pout before leading his gaze up to you and holding out your second heel.

“Who are you going with?”

Noticing the dejection in his voice, you contorted your face into a frown in confusion. “Just a friend from school.” Replying with barely a hum, he stood up, distancing himself from you and avoiding your gaze. Standing at his full height in front of you, you took a moment to appreciate his growth, remembering when he used to be a little shorter than you, following you around the .

“Do you have to go?” He asked after a moment of silence. Cocking your head in confusion, you finally met his gaze, showing no hint of amusement. “What do you mean?”

“Do you have to go on the date?” Taken aback by the direct question, you blinked a few times before responding. “I don’t want to die being single.” You joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“Am I not tall enough?” He spoke suddenly, barely smiling at your joke. “Obviously you’re tall enough.” “Aren’t my shoulders broad enough?”

“Clearly.” You responded, furrowing your brows at his spontaneous questions. “Am I not handsome enough?” Huffing, you spoke. “Yes, but where are you going with this, Riki?”

“Then why don’t you date me instead?”

Confusion laced your features as well as warmth colouring your cheeks. Dumbfoundedly blinking at his serious expression, you managed to let out, “What?”

“I mean, I like you.” He spoke, feeling his face heat up as the realisation of his impulsive actions finally caught onto him. Willing himself to go on, he stepped forward and hung his head down. “I’ve liked you since elementary school and I don’t want to spend another moment watching others flirt with you when it should be me.”

You could hear his heartbeat thump loudly against his chest as you stepped closer, noticing the red on his ears and his dark hair conceal the tint on his face.

“And I know it sounds dumb, and selfish, and–” Cutting him off, you placed a hand on his warm cheek and connected your lips with his. The kiss lasted for only a moment due to your lack of experience, and you pulled back, shooting your signature smile up at him.

“You’re such a loser.” You teased, ruffling his hair and making a run for it — knowing very well how he feels when you ruin his hair. Feeling him chase after you, you slipped off your heels, laughter echoing through the quiet house.

Catching up to you, he pulled you into him, causing you to crash against his loudly thumping chest. Grinning down at you, you matched his grin, wrapping your arms around his waist. “You didn’t reply to my confession back there.” 

Finding it difficult to maintain eye contact, you glanced around, smiling enough to feel your cheeks hurt. “I like you too.”

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ㅤㅤ( NRK. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤSPORTS CAR

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 — 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾.

SOMAR𝒊O ─── your ex does whatever it takes to get you back 엔하이픈 西村力 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 650 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames, alcohol

ex!riki who nonchalantly broke up with you but still does everything he can to get you back.

Cool air drifted into your room through the open window, eliciting goosebumps on your exposed skin. Sitting at your desk with your work in front of you, you found your twin airpods and pressed them into your ears. 

Before the music could begin, a throaty engine revved outside your window, distracting your initial plans to where the sound was coming from. Stalking into your balcony and leaning over the edge, you glanced down at the slick black car roaring on your driveway. 

Squinting to see who the driver was, he flicked his head up, meeting your confused look. “Riki?” You called over the loud engine. 

“Hi, pretty girl.” He spoke, shooting you a look that shouldn’t have made your heartbeat quicken. “I told you to stop calling me that.” Forcing the anger out of you, you glared down at him. 

Ignoring your comment, he spoke. “Want to go for a ride?” 

Wondering what got him to think that you’d be willing to go with him, you stared at the tempting choice for a moment before flipping him off and shutting the balcony door, pressing your hand onto your thumping heart and willing yourself to remember that you were supposed to hate him. 

Eventually the revving of the engine stopped and silence followed moments after. Unable to hear whether he got out of the car, you went back to your work, plugging in your headphones and writing on the paper. To your surprise, a hand pressed on your shoulder, causing you to jump and whip your chair around, automatically alert. 

Leaning down close enough for your foreheads to touch, you stared into the slitted dark eyes of your ex-boyfriend who seemingly managed to sneak in through the window— a skill you weren’t surprised about since you used to sneak out with him through that very window when you were dating.  

“Hi, pretty.” The close proximity knocked the air out of your lungs, making it difficult to move. “I told you not to call me that.” You spoke in a voice worthy of being a whisper. 

“Technically, you told me not to call you ‘pretty girl’ and I didn’t.” Lifting up a hand that was resting on your arm-rests, he brushed stray strands of hair away from your face. “I called you pretty, because you are.”

Widening your eyes, you pushed his body away from yours in an attempt for him to not hear the loud beating at your chest. Breathing heavily, you watched his cocky expression grin at your flustered reaction. “Stop flirting and leave.” 

Ignoring your sentence, he feigned a pout. “Don’t you like guys with sports cars?” 

Forcing your lips into a tight smile, you sighed heavily. “No, I just don’t like you.” His grin never faltered as he pressed his hand on his heart and sauntered towards you. Picking up your hand, he placed it on your loudly beating heart and settled his hand over yours. 

Knowing very well that he could hear and feel the thumping in your chest, your cheeks turned scarlet. “Are you sure you don’t like me?” 

Staring directly into his intimidating gaze, you nodded, sure that you were fooling him as much as you were fooling yourself. 

“I’ll see about that.” He mumbled before leaning in and connecting your lips. A wave of nostalgia shook through your body as everything felt familiar to you. Expecting to be fully disturbed by his action, you were caught by surprise by your own action of moving against his lips. 

Using the nape of your neck to pilot the kiss, you barely managed to pull away for air, making you feel lightheaded. Finally pulling back, you stared into his cocky eyes and watched him straighten up.

“So,” He began, motioning over to the window. “Want to go for a ride?” 

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ㅤㅤ( SJY. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤSO SICK

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗌

SOMAR𝒊O ─── taking care of your sick boyfriend who only wants kisses 엔하이픈 제이크 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 446 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames

boyfriend!jake who would try to hide when he was sick in case you would get worried, but was more than willing to guilt trip you into kissing him when you found out.

“Baby, it’s time for your medicine.” Pushing into the room with your hip, you watched him groan fussily, mumbling incoherently about his head. 

Moving closer to his curled up figure in the bed, you found it hard to resist pinching his puffy cheek lightly watching him fight back a smile. Pressing your cold hands on his burning forehead, you frowned in concern and pressed a damp towel to his face. 

“Jake,” You insisted, shaking his shoulder. “It’s time for your medicine.” Speaking to no avail, you sighed and motioned into the bed with him, surprised to find his unresponsive body more than eager to welcome you into his arms. Slitting your eyes in suspicion, you felt him turn so that you were facing each other. 

Gazing into his dark orbs staring back down at you, you watched him conceal his grin. “So you were ignoring me?” Slitting your eyes cheekily, he couldn’t help but break out into a grin at your cute expression. 

“I need motivation to drink my medicine.” Raising your eyebrow at his statement, you moved your arm to brush away the dark strands of his hair sticking to his forehead. “What sort of motivation?”

Knowing very well what he was talking about, you felt like frustrating him first. Curling his lips into a grin, he pressed his lips into yours ardently, making it difficult for you to believe that he was sick a weak moments ago. Contorting your face into a disgusted expression, you pulled back, frowning at him. 

“While you’re getting your ‘motivation’ are you planning on getting me sick too?” Grinning down at you and fanning his fevered breath over you, he spoke. “At least I could kiss you more if we were both sick.” 

Sitting up abruptly, you glared at him before moving to his bedside table and thrusting the medicine at him. “Just drink this.” 

Irritated by his brazen behaviour, he continued to grin up at you before pulling you down onto his lap. “One more kiss before I drink it.” 

Finding it difficult to resist his puppy eyes, you melted into his contagious grin and pressed a kiss on his lips, failing to keep it tight-lipped as his tongue roamed into your mouth. Pulling back in an instant, you moved the medicine into his parted lips and watched with an even bigger grin at his sour expression while swallowing it. 

“Not fair,” He complained, pulling his lips into a pout. “I need another kiss as compensation.” 

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ㅤㅤ( SJY. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤSO SICK

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗌

SOMAR𝒊O ─── taking care of your sick boyfriend who only wants kisses 엔하이픈 제이크 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 446 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames

boyfriend!jake who would try to hide when he was sick in case you would get worried, but was more than willing to guilt trip you into kissing him when you found out.

“Baby, it’s time for your medicine.” Pushing into the room with your hip, you watched him groan fussily, mumbling incoherently about his head. 

Moving closer to his curled-up figure in the bed, you found it hard to resist pinching his puffy cheek and watched him fight back a smile. Pressing your cold hands on his burning forehead, you frowned in concern and pressed a damp towel to his face. 

“Jake,” You insisted, shaking his shoulder. “It’s time for your medicine.” Speaking to no avail, you sighed and motioned into the bed with him, surprised to find his unresponsive body more than eager to welcome you into his arms. Slitting your eyes in suspicion, you felt him turn so that you were facing each other. 

Gazing into his dark orbs staring back down at you, you watched him conceal his grin. “So you were ignoring me?” You spoke cheekily; he couldn’t help but break out into a grin at your cute expression. 

“I need motivation to drink my medicine.” Raising your eyebrow at his statement, you moved your arm to brush away the dark strands of his hair sticking to his forehead. “What sort of motivation?”

Although you knew very well what he was talking about, you felt like frustrating him first since he ignored you. Curling his lips into a grin, he pressed his lips against yours ardently, making it difficult for you to believe that he was sick and weak moments ago. Contorting your face into a disgusted expression, you pulled back, frowning at him. 

“While you’re getting your ‘motivation’ are you planning on getting me sick too?” Grinning down at you and fanning his fevered breath over you, he spoke. “At least I could kiss you more if we were both sick.” 

Sitting up abruptly, you shot him a glare before moving to his bedside table and thrusting the medicine at him. “Just drink this.” 

Irritated by his brazen behaviour, he continued to grin up at you before pulling you down onto his lap. “One more kiss before I drink it.” 

Finding it difficult to resist his puppy eyes, you melted into his contagious grin and pressed a kiss on his lips, failing to keep it tight-lipped as his tongue roamed into your mouth.

Pulling back in an instant, you moved the medicine into his parted lips and watched with an even bigger grin at his sour expression while swallowing it. 

“Not fair,” He complained, pulling his lips into a pout. “I need another kiss as compensation.” 

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ㅤㅤ( PSH. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤWHITE TEE

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.

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fratboy!sunghoon who would do anything to go on a date with you and gave up his frequent partying to impress you.

Dark water rippled from his large movements, glimmering from the moonlight peeking in from the window. The last day of the school trip happened to be the only day you decided to drink their smuggled drinks, obviously unaware that you were a lightweight. 

Stumbling into the pool hall, it took you a moment to regain your shaky vision as you found his swimming figure, drenched in the water from neck down and only lightly damp on his hair. 

A stupid smile growing on your face, you sat at the edge of the pool, drenching your knees into it. “Sunghoon.” You slurred. Emerging out of the water, he glanced at your figure, surprised that you actually came when he texted. 

“Did you drink?” Asking the obvious, his perfect eyebrows arched downwards in a concerned expression while he moved closer to you, leaving enough room between. 

“You know it’s not funny when you look at me like that.” Ignoring his question, you watched the water hypnotically slosh around him. Plastering his signature smirk on his lips, he cocked his head to the side. “What do you mean?” 

Haphazardly moving your fingers to circle his face, you leaned against your arm resting on the bar – the effort knocking the energy out of you. “With your eyes all hooded and… that stupid smile on your face.” Grinning wider at your sentence, he continued listening to your drunken slur about how hard it is to resist him. 

“Why do you even like me anyway?” You question out loud. “There are plenty of women more than happy to date you even for a second, but not me so why–” Trying to readjust your unstable arm, you slipped against it and fell into the water, only to be caught by his sturdy arms, stabilising you into his hold. 

The shock from almost drowning snapped the alcohol out of your system in an instant, watching him grin down at you. Feeling cold from the cold water surrounding you, you pressed your hands on his near-transparent white tee, surprised to feel his heart beating rapidly against his chest.

“I like you because you’re the only one who’s said no to me when I asked you out.” He began, meeting your bewildered gaze. “I like you because you’re the only one who challenged me to date you. I like you because you nearly give me a heart attack every time you look at me.” 

Glancing down at your hand still firmly pressed against his pectoral muscles, he watched as your blush deepened into a dark red against your cheeks. “Like now.” 

Repositioning his hands to grip your waist, he looked down at you exactly the way you described it — with his eyes hooded into an adoring stare and a stupid grin plastered on his face. 

“That’s not fair.” Contorting your lips into a pout, you slid your hand up to his shoulder. “You’re doing this to get me to fall for you.” 

Knowing very well that you were lying through your teeth, his eyes slitted into a challenging stare. “Does that mean it’s working then?” 

Feeling warm in his embrace with his body heat contrasting the cold surrounding you, you took a moment to admire his perfect features in the moonlight. Humming, you decreased the already minimal space between you. 

Leaning up, you connected your lips with his slowly and then pulled back. Staring deeply into his eyes, you spoke before he reconnected your lips with more passion. “It always has.”

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ㅤㅤ( PSH. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤWHITE TEE

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.

SOMAR𝒊O ─── the frat boy succeeding at getting your attention 엔하이픈 성훈 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 603 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames, alcohol

fratboy!sunghoon who would do anything to go on a date with you and gave up his frequent partying to impress you.

Dark water rippled from his large movements, glimmering from the moonlight peeking in from the window. The last day of the school trip happened to be the only day you decided to drink their smuggled drinks, obviously unaware that you were a lightweight. 

Stumbling into the pool hall, it took you a moment to regain your shaky vision as you found his swimming figure, drenched in the water from neck down and only lightly damp on his hair. 

A stupid smile growing on your face, you sat at the edge of the pool, drenching your knees into it. “Sunghoon.” You slurred. Emerging out of the water, he glanced at your figure, surprised that you actually came when he texted. 

“Did you drink?” Asking the obvious, his perfect eyebrows arched downwards in a concerned expression while he moved closer to you, leaving enough room between. 

“You know it’s not funny when you look at me like that.” Ignoring his question, you watched the water hypnotically slosh around him. Plastering his signature smirk on his lips, he cocked his head to the side. “What do you mean?” 

Haphazardly moving your fingers to circle his face, you leaned against your arm resting on the bar – the effort knocking the energy out of you. “With your eyes all hooded and… that stupid smile on your face.” Grinning wider at your sentence, he continued listening to your drunken slur about how hard it is to resist him. 

“Why do you even like me anyway?” You question out loud. “There are plenty of women more than happy to date you even for a second, but not me so why–” Trying to readjust your unstable arm, you slipped against it and fell into the water, only to be caught by his sturdy arms, stabilising you into his hold. 

The shock from almost drowning snapped the alcohol out of your system in an instant, watching him grin down at you. Feeling cold from the cold water surrounding you, you pressed your hands on his near-transparent white tee, surprised to feel his heart beating rapidly against his chest.

“I like you because you’re the only one who’s said no to me when I asked you out.” He began, meeting your bewildered gaze. “I like you because you’re the only one who challenged me to date you. I like you because you nearly give me a heart attack every time you look at me.” 

Glancing down at your hand still firmly pressed against his pectoral muscles, he watched as your blush deepened into a dark red against your cheeks. “Like now.” 

Repositioning his hands to grip your waist, he looked down at you exactly the way you described it — with his eyes hooded into an adoring stare and a stupid grin plastered on his face. 

“That’s not fair.” Contorting your lips into a pout, you slid your hand up to his shoulder. “You’re doing this to get me to fall for you.” 

Knowing very well that you were lying through your teeth, his eyes slitted into a challenging stare. “Does that mean it’s working then?” 

Feeling warm in his embrace with his body heat contrasting the cold surrounding you, you took a moment to admire his perfect features in the moonlight. Humming, you decreased the already minimal space between you. 

Leaning up, you connected your lips with his slowly and then pulled back. Staring deeply into his eyes, you spoke before he reconnected your lips with more passion. “It always has.”

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HELLO BAE ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE WE’VE TALKED I FEEL HOW R U 😛😛

HI BAE! IT HAS BEEN AGES SINCE WE'VE TALKED TRUST, I'M GOOD EXCEPT FOR MY COCONUT ALLERGIES RN 😕 HOW R U AND ALSO CAN WE TALK ABT THIS THEME OF YOURS LIKE HOW IS EATING UP SO HARD RN, UNCONDITIONAL GIRLIES UNITE 💪 (also so so srry for the late reply, my ask box has been malfunctioning recently so like i'd get asks but they'd never show PLS 🙇‍♀️)

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ㅤㅤ( PSH. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤOVERSIZED

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 — 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽

SOMAR𝒊O ─── wearing his favourite sweater 엔하이픈 성훈 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 521 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames

boyfriend!sunghoon who would always offer for you to wear his clothes and frown when you refused to wear them— waiting impatiently for the chance to see your small figure drown in his clothes. 

The chill air kissed your skin causing goosebumps to form on your body. The winter breeze hurried into the room and despite the layers of clothing you were wearing, you still felt cold. Sauntering into your closet, you skipped through your pile of sweaters, finding the sweater Sunghoon had left you in case you ever wanted to wear it.

Biting back your smile, you pulled on his favourite sweater and breathed in his signature scent still lingering on the fabric. Hearing voices downstairs, you motioned out of your bedroom and into your brother’s room, surprised to meet your boyfriend sitting on your brothers’ gaming chair.  

Having gone unnoticed because of the headphones on his ears, you snuck up behind him, placing your hands on his shoulders and leaning into the shell of his ear. “Hi, baby.” 

Abruptly spinning the chair, he pulled you onto his lap and met your surprised face with a grin. “Hi, princess.” Raking his eyes over your petite frame drowning in his sweater, his grin widened, and his brows raised at your covered hands and the hem of the sweater hiking up to your mid-thigh. 

“Is today my birthday?” He questioned, glancing between the door and your eyes before resting his hand curtly on your thigh. Widening your eyes at his body language, you placed your hand on his and pushed him away to no avail. 

“My brother could walk in here any second, Sunghoon.” His eyes slitted at his full name coming from your lips but quickly recovered by shooting you a disarming smirk and repositioning his hand on your thigh. “What? Scared your brother’s going to find you on my lap?” 

Sliding his fingertips gently upwards, he watched your eyes gape at him, before pulling you in for a kiss, not allowing you any room to breathe. Actually relaxing into his hold, your lips moved against his, every so often pulling away for air which he never seemed to need since he would connect your lips again only moments after you pulled away. 

His fingertips remained glued to your thigh, while footsteps closed in on the two of you and quickened your heartbeat. Hitting his chest, you hummed against his lips, trying to get him to pull away. 

After deciding that it was over for you once you heard the door knob turn, he finally pulled back, panting and disheveled, and helped you back up to your feet. 

Meeting his friends’ and your brothers’ confused gaze, you smiled nervously, trying to figure out whether they caught on already. 

“You’re teaching her how to game without me?” Heeseung spoke, diverting his attention to the discarded headphones on the table and the homescreen of the game on the monitor. Glancing at you, your boyfriend nodded,  explaining that he was just teaching you the basics. 

Excusing yourself to get snacks before you begin learning, Sunghoon called to you, “I like your sweater, by the way.”

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ㅤㅤ( PSH. )ㅤㅤ✶ㅤㅤOVERSIZED

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 — 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽

SOMAR𝒊O ─── wearing his favourite sweater 엔하이픈 성훈 𝐱 𝑓. reader ✉️ wc. 521 ✶ careful ! skinship, kissing, petnames/ nicknames

boyfriend!sunghoon who would always offer for you to wear his clothes and frown when you refused to wear them— waiting impatiently for the chance to see your small figure drown in his clothes. 

The chill air kissed your skin causing goosebumps to form on your body. The winter breeze hurried into the room and despite the layers of clothing you were wearing, you still felt cold. Sauntering into your closet, you skipped through your pile of sweaters, finding the sweater Sunghoon had left you in case you ever wanted to wear it.

Biting back your smile, you pulled on his favourite sweater and breathed in his signature scent still lingering on the fabric. Hearing voices downstairs, you motioned out of your bedroom and into your brother’s room, surprised to meet your boyfriend sitting on your brothers’ gaming chair.  

Having gone unnoticed because of the headphones on his ears, you snuck up behind him, placing your hands on his shoulders and leaning into the shell of his ear. “Hi, baby.” 

Abruptly spinning the chair, he pulled you onto his lap and met your surprised face with a grin. “Hi, princess.” Raking his eyes over your petite frame drowning in his sweater, his grin widened, and his brows raised at your covered hands and the hem of the sweater hiking up to your mid-thigh. 

“Is today my birthday?” He questioned, glancing between the door and your eyes before resting his hand curtly on your thigh. Widening your eyes at his body language, you placed your hand on his and pushed him away to no avail. 

“My brother could walk in here any second, Sunghoon.” His eyes slitted at his full name coming from your lips but quickly recovered by shooting you a disarming smirk and repositioning his hand on your thigh. “What? Scared your brother’s going to find you on my lap?” 

Sliding his fingertips gently upwards, he watched your eyes gape at him, before pulling you in for a kiss, not allowing you any room to breathe. Actually relaxing into his hold, your lips moved against his, every so often pulling away for air which he never seemed to need since he would connect your lips again only moments after you pulled away. 

His fingertips remained glued to your thigh, while footsteps closed in on the two of you and quickened your heartbeat. Hitting his chest, you hummed against his lips, trying to get him to pull away. 

After deciding that it was over for you once you heard the door knob turn, he finally pulled back, panting and disheveled, and helped you back up to your feet. 

Meeting his friends’ and your brothers’ confused gaze, you smiled nervously, trying to figure out whether they caught on already. 

“You’re teaching her how to game without me?” Heeseung spoke, diverting his attention to the discarded headphones on the table and the homescreen of the game on the monitor. Glancing at you, your boyfriend nodded,  explaining that he was just teaching you the basics. 

Excusing yourself to get snacks before you begin learning, Sunghoon called to you, “I like your sweater, by the way.”

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ㅤㅤㅤ(FOL.2)ㅤㅤ✿ㅤㅤBED HEAD

﹒﹒﹒ ALTERNAT𝒾VELY — waking up to his bed head （❀）

ㅤㅤㅤCONTENT ﹑엔하이픈西村力 𝜗𝜚 female reader, WC. 357

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ hug me until i smell like you

TR𝒾GGERS ✶ kissing, skinship, slightly suggestive, pet names/ nicknames

boyfriend!riki who stays up late with you since he knows that you can never really fall asleep before midnight and gets up after you with a drool-worthy bed head.

“Riki, it’s time to wake up.” You spoke to no avail. The only response you received was incoherent gibberish and light snoring soon after. 

Without sparing a glance to his sleeping figure, you got up and sauntered down to the kitchen to begin making breakfast, which was more like lunch due to the time. 

Squinting from the light gleaming into the kitchen, you began fixing up your “breakfast”, humming softly while you did so. Remembering his pickiness in particular foods, you smiled to yourself and put the batter into the hot pan.

“Thinking of me?” Slapping a hand onto your chest, you sharply turned in his direction. You scanned his body slowly, clothing partially disheveled from his messed up sleeping patterns. His dark hair cascaded down his forehead, stopping just underneath his drowsy dark eyes squaring out on yours. Leaning his hip on the counter, he shot a lazy grin at you. “You were thinking of me, weren’t you?” 

“I was not.” You denied, the heat forming on your cheeks betraying your claim. “You so were.” 

Pushing himself off the counter, he walked in your direction, caging you in his arms and leaning down enough for his hair to brush your forehead. “I was not.” You repeated, worried about the pan obediently frying your omelette behind the two of you. 

“So your cheeks are pink because you’re hot in winter?” He sarcastically asked, raising his eyebrow. You responded with a cheeky hum, holding the spatula between you two for defence. “Oh yeah?” Leaning in closer, you pushed your head back. “Alright you win as long as I get a kiss.” 

Without giving you the chance to disagree, he pressed his lips against yours, slowly smiling into the kiss. Swatting his bicep with the spatula, he moved backwards, scrunching his face at your delighted expression. “Go brush your teeth first.” 

“And then will I get a kiss?” He bargained, not freeing you until he got his answer. “Sure, now go.” 

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ㅤㅤㅤ(FOL.2)ㅤㅤ✿ㅤㅤBED HEAD

﹒﹒﹒ ALTERNAT𝒾VELY — waking up to his bed head （❀）

ㅤㅤㅤCONTENT ﹑엔하이픈西村力 𝜗𝜚 female reader, WC. 357

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ hug me until i smell like you

TR𝒾GGERS ✶ kissing, skinship, slightly suggestive, pet names/ nicknames

boyfriend!riki who stays up late with you since he knows that you can never really fall asleep before midnight and gets up after you with a drool-worthy bed head.

“Riki, it’s time to wake up.” You spoke to no avail. The only response you received was incoherent gibberish and light snoring soon after. 

Without sparing a glance to his sleeping figure, you got up and sauntered down to the kitchen to begin making breakfast, which was more like lunch due to the time. 

Squinting from the light gleaming into the kitchen, you began fixing up your “breakfast”, humming softly while you did so. Remembering his pickiness in particular foods, you smiled to yourself and put the batter into the hot pan.

“Thinking of me?” Slapping a hand onto your chest, you sharply turned in his direction. You scanned his body slowly, clothing partially disheveled from his messed up sleeping patterns. His dark hair cascaded down his forehead, stopping just underneath his drowsy dark eyes squaring out on yours. Leaning his hip on the counter, he shot a lazy grin at you. “You were thinking of me, weren’t you?” 

“I was not.” You denied, the heat forming on your cheeks betraying your claim. “You so were.” 

Pushing himself off the counter, he walked in your direction, caging you in his arms and leaning down enough for his hair to brush your forehead. “I was not.” You repeated, worried about the pan obediently frying your omelette behind the two of you. 

“So your cheeks are pink because you’re hot in winter?” He sarcastically asked, raising his eyebrow. You responded with a cheeky hum, holding the spatula between you two for defense. “Oh yeah?” Feeling him lean in closer, you pushed your head back. “Alright you win as long as I get a kiss.” 

Without giving you the chance to disagree, he pressed his lips against yours, slowly smiling into the kiss. Swatting his bicep with the spatula, he moved backwards, scrunching his face at your delighted expression. “Go brush your teeth first.” 

“And then will I get a kiss?” He bargained, not freeing you until he got his answer. “Sure, now go.” 

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