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why you break up with zb1

genre: breakup, angst

pairing: reader (gn) x all members of zerobaseone

about/tags: the reasons why you break up with zb1 (non-idol related)

in this universe not all of them are idols, yujin is not here because I don't write romance/angst for minors, mentions of sexuality, cheating, cursing, blood/injury, and fighting; lowercase intentional

⠀⠀ kim jiwoong ⠀⠀

because you got your dream job in another country

and you're at a point where if you're not dating for marriage, then why are you dating at all?

his career is in korea, and like you, he can't give his dream up

so you both decide to let each other go instead

when you texted him "jiwoong, I got the job" he already knew what was coming. and later that night, when he asks for a proper conversation, you almost don't want to have it. you've already discussed it once before, the hypotheticals – when faced with choosing between love and your dreams, you both agreed that you'd have to yield one. he doesn't want to have this conversation either, but it's the responsible thing to do.

it ends with tears in his eyes, and choked sobs as he consoles you. he strokes your hair as your tears stain his shirt, and his heart breaks at the sounds of your cries. but he can't do anything. because this is what's decidedly best for both of you.

⠀⠀ zhang hao ⠀⠀

because his parents don't think you're good enough for him

and while he wants to fight for you

you can't watch him break his family apart just so he can squeeze you in it

"just let me speak to them, please." hao is begging you with his eyes, and you have half the mind to let him. but it's been almost 3 years, and his family had no shame when it came to showing their disdain towards you. such as today, when you both show up to his cousin's wedding and his mother introduces him to a beautiful girl, one who his family accepts – and quote "you two should get to know each other better, you'd make a wonderful pair." his mother says this brazenly right as you stand next to hao, his arms tightening around your waist.

so when you say "i'm tired of seeking approval, hao. can you honestly give your family up for me?" – he can't respond. he's frozen, and although he thinks he's ready to choose you; you prove to him that you know him better

"i didn't think so. goodbye, hao."

⠀⠀ sung hanbin ⠀⠀

because he cheats on you emotionally

you've been suspicious for a while, when he started to become less than perfect for you: missing your dates, forgetting to text or call you, saying another person's name in his sleep

and you want to remain in denial, but you hate that you are proven correctly when you see the texts on his phone

"how long have you been seeing them?" hanbin stops in his tracks, and his eyes travel to his phone in your hands. he can't even be mad, he's knows he’s in the wrong, he should have told you when he was beginning to feel confused - over the person he loves and the person he’s beginning to love. so he doesn't know where to begin, how to explain, or what to tell you when you ask him "so for them, you'd move mountains. but for me, you won't even show up?"

"can you let me explain, y/n?" he can barely get the words out as he rushes over to you, attempting to reach out to your face. you step back from him when you say “don't you dare touch me”. there's venom to your words, and hurt in your eyes. you've never looked at him like that before.

"just, get out. hanbin."

⠀⠀ seok matthew ⠀⠀

because you're toxic for each other

you constantly fight, using weaknesses and past mistakes against each other

but you're both too proud to say sorry

so you end up arguing about the same things, over, and over again

you couldn't have a relationship like this, you both knew that. it's the same as last week, he's somehow blaming you for the unpaid bills, and you guilt trip him for choosing his passions over financial stability. so you couldn't help yourself when you screamed at him. he yelled back, and stormed out of your shared apartment.

when he comes back, he finds you packing your things, "this isn't working anymore, i'm tired and all we do is argue everyday". unlike earlier, there's no more anger in your voice, just defeat.

so the first time you both apologize to each other, is also the last time you are able to. "i'm sorry for everything i said, y/n".

"i know matt, i'm sorry too." he stops your hands from moving, and forces you into a hug. you melt, allowing yourselves to embrace each other tightly one last time.

⠀⠀ kim taerae ⠀⠀

because you have inconsolable differences

he wants to marry you and start a family, but you just don't see yourself living that life – no matter how much you love him, you can't give him what he wants

when you break up, you realize you're better off as friends than lovers

there are tears in your eyes as you watch taerae kiss his new partner "i do". only happy tears, you hope. you watch them take the first dance at the reception, and you listen to him as he sings to them the song he composed just for the wedding. you think that you're a little bit jealous, because that song could have easily been for you. but as you watch taerae smile brightly, looking at his partner with stars in his eyes – you know that you and him were just not meant to be.

towards the end of the night when you're sitting alone at the bar, taerae finds himself next to you. you decide to lead with one simple question "are you happy, taerae?"

"the happiest."

"good". you clink your whiskey glasses together, and enjoy the drink like old friends.

⠀⠀ ricky ⠀⠀

because he can't get his act together

he's getting into fights with other people, gambling, making dangerous deals, and getting himself into extreme situations that you can't handle

and you have always been there to bandage him right up

but you're done trying to make this one-sided relationship work

"don't give me that fucking look, y/n". ricky tells you as he comes home, drunk, with a bleeding nose and a bruised lip. you're wiping at the blood on his face a little less than gently, hoping it's painful for him.

“then do it yourself then, i’m done cleaning up for your sorry ass.” he's not surprised that you're complaining, he's actually wondering what has taken you so long to get this fed up. so he challenges you, pushing to see just how far gone you are "then why are you still here?"

you were hoping he'd apologize, that he'd come to his senses. but you should have known better. you don't have any energy to retort with something crueler, “fuck you, ricky. enjoy life alone." you go to your room, locking it – fully knowing he'll be gone by the morning.

⠀⠀ kim gyuvin ⠀⠀

because you just fell out of love

ever since you were kids, loving each other was all you've both ever known

but you both grew up, you're both different people now, and it just happened.

“look at us. is this how we were supposed to end?” he asks you. you don't respond for a while before you take his hand in yours, interlocking fingers and holding him tightly. scared he'll slip away from you physically, as you are emotionally. both of you are crying, sat under the tree where you had your first kiss.

but just like that, you were over. it takes a while to start talking to each other again, but it helps that you're both moving to different colleges. gyuvin locks away all your memories together in a box under his bed, grateful to have been able to love you. you on the other hand, cry into your pillow from time to time – mourning the people you both were, and the love that you shared.

⠀⠀ park gunwook ⠀⠀

because he's too insecure to be in a relationship

that he ends up as an extremely jealous and overbearing partner

what was once cute assurance, has become a task

and you'd much rather have him work on himself first

"i don't like the way he looked at you" gunwook admits to you. you don't know what else you can say or do to make him stop worrying. he's already with you everywhere, and you love him, god you love him so much, but it's tiring. it's tiring to have to accommodate him and assure him all the time.

you sigh loudly, because you've had similar conversations for the nth time that week. he's a little sad when you say you think you both need time apart. but you say it so sweetly, cupping his cheek and using your thumb to rub his jaw. instead, he puts his head down and bites his lip, basking in your comfort. he knew his jealousy would push you away eventually, but he couldn't help himself.

he nods, and promises to come back to you as a better person.

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A/N: serving up a huge heaping of angst, my specialty!

thank you to my friend alexis, co-delulu, for helping me flesh this out

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relationship status : single :/ just broke up lmao

favorite color : green omg my closet looks like a jungle

last song i listened to : reminisce about all - onewe this shit makes me sob omg

song stuck in my head : baby nan ne jelly~

three fave foods : sushi, fried plantains, naan

last thing i googled : kg to lbs lmao

dream trip : japan or thailand !

anything i want rn : pizza 🤞

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Relationship status: taken <3

Fav color: green

Song stuck in my head: helwa ya baladi by dalida

Last song I listened to: bloodhail by have a nice life

Three favorite foods: stuffed grape leaves, biryani, red velvet desserts

Last thing I googled: SNAIL TRAIL MEANING LOL i only ever heard it be called a happy trail

Dream trip: Italy also but somewhere tropical? not sure where

Anything I want right now: a cold drink

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Intak ✧ 9:43pm [M]

✧ P1Harmony Intak x fem-bodied!reader ✧ words: ~1.9k ✧ genre: smut (dom!Intak, unprotected sex, hair pulling, choking, fingering (all reader receiving), he's a lil shit but still caring) ✧ warnings: none

Author's note: I have sacrificed both sleep and my sanity to bring you this… 

Chests rising and sinking against each other, your lips graze Intak's neck as you bury your head there. Your arms are wrapped around his shoulders, though loosely - as opposed to the way you were clawing at his back mere moments ago. You feel the weight of his hand atop your head when he smiles as he's still trying to catch his breath, and he threads his fingers through your hair seemingly mindlessly.

"Babe," he calls out to you, his voice sounding a bit husky and tired out.

"Mmh?" You lift your head up to look at your boyfriend as you sit in his lap, his cock still inside you, and as you see him smiling at you with mischief in his eyes, a storm of emotions arises within you. He untangles his fingers from your hair and you almost immediately miss the way his fingertips have been massaging your scalp. Instead, he takes your chin between thumb and index finger, and he lifts it up to kiss you. 

His lips brush against yours softly, barely even touching, before he makes you tilt your head so he could deepen the kiss just enough for you to let him break it mere seconds later.

"I wanna try something," he announces, whispering into your mouth, and you raise an eyebrow at him.

"You mean... you wanna keep going?" you guess.

"You can say no if you're tired," he breathes, already capturing your lips for another kiss. You fully melt against him this time, raking your hands up into his hair and straightening your back so as to signal that you can probably take another round.

"What do you wanna try?" you ask once you break apart, shooting him a curious gaze.

"You'll have to get off me so I can show you," your boyfriend answers, and you pout at him. However, you decide to listen to him for now, and so you do as he asked of you, a sense of deprivation overcoming you when you feel him slipping out of you. Kneeling next to him on your bed now, he also gets on his knees, and with an excited grin he puts his hands on your shoulders.

"Turn around for me," he says and he helps you put you into the position he wants you in. You feel your heartbeat picking up in pace as you settle in between his thighs, shoulders touching his chest, and you expectantly wait for his next move. Snaking his arms around your upper body, he rests his chin atop your shoulder, mumbling, "That's right." Maybe the way you feel a shiver run through you whole is a bit of an exaggerated reaction to his words, but so far he's rarely taken charge like this and something tells you you're in for a treat.

"So," he continues while his fingertips begin to dance up your bare skin. "I actually didn't think any further than this so..." He pauses when he cups your breasts with both hands, making you gasp as you throw your head back. Using the opening, he's quick to attach his lips to your neck, nipping at the sensitive skin while he brings you closer to him, pressing up to your back. "We'll have to see where this takes us," he adds, and it sounds almost like a possessive growl right below your ear. You let out a small moan in response, hands reaching for something to hold onto and finding his arms. Wrapping your hands around his wrists at first, you eventually put them onto the backs of his hands that are still playing with your boobs. You can hear him chuckle in between pressing teasing kisses all over your nape, and you feel the need to snark back at him.

"What...?" you ask, before you feel him squeezing your nipples between his fingers and it causes you to let out another moan.

"Nothing."

"It's not nothing." Intak's lips travel to your jaw, and just as he's about to kiss his way down the bone, you turn your head in the opposite direction so he can't reach where he wants. It's your way of forcing him to answer, but apparently he's not having that, as you feel him removing one palm from your chest only to grab your chin, returning it to its earlier position. Trailing a few kisses down your jawline, he eventually states, "I think I like having power over you."

"What po-" You're about to talk back again when he lets go of your chin so as to loosely wrap his hand around your throat, fingertips applying just the tiniest bit of pressure to your pulse. However, even that much is apparently enough to shut you up and you bite your bottom lip to avoid making a sound.

"This power," he mutters, and then he continues trailing kisses down your throat and along your shoulder. His other hand moves south, and without hesitation he dips a finger in between your folds, and the bold touch makes you moan anyway. He teases your entrance for a few moments before he effortlessly pushes inside, the mixture of your juices and his cum leaking out of you serving as more than enough lube for two of his digits. All you can do is whine in defeat as your thighs begin to shake when his fingers start gliding in and out of you. With you still being sensitive from your earlier orgasm, even him fingering you at a painfully slow pace is making your head spin, and when you try to move, his hand that's still wrapped around your neck is right there to keep you in place and to make you feel how badly he turned the tables around on you this time. You're used to being the one on top when you're with him, the one who takes the lead, and now that he's making it painfully obvious how easily he can really take that control away from you, all you find yourself able to do is let him.

However, it's not like you hate this feeling.

"What? Hitting your limit already?" he teases you with the biggest grin on his lips, and though it makes you want to yell at him you can't even bring yourself to do that because despite the bold act, he still manages to somehow make his question sound innocent.

"Shut up," you mumble, and he lets out a short laugh behind you.

"Never." He presses a kiss to your cheek before pushing his fingers deeper in, and you let your guard down, moaning out loud when he grazes that perfect spot inside you.

"Fuck..." you sigh, leaning your head back against his chest and starting to slightly rock your hips, grinding into his touch. He goes just a little faster, watching your reactions as he continues pressing kisses to your skin here and there, and right when you can feel your high approaching, he pulls out suddenly. You let out a pained groan in response and he whispers a hushed apology with his lips attached to your nape.

"Sorry about that, babe. But I have a better idea..." Grinding his hips into you once, you can clearly feel his hard length against your ass. Knowing what he's hinting at, you arch your back for him, and the second he lets his head glide back and forth between your folds, he also applies some pressure on your neck and you swear this is the moment you're starting to go crazy for real.

"I-Intak... baby..." you mumble his name, your eyelids fluttering shut, and a wave of heat rushes to your core all at once. 

"You like that?" you hear his voice from behind as he releases the pressure around your throat. His fingers that were inside you just a short while ago are now digging into the flesh on your hips to keep you in place, and when he suddenly pushes up into you, you cry out from the surprising sensation. He pulls out again quickly only to thrust back inside a second later, repeating the process and reaching yet a bit deeper inside each time.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he mutters. "Wish I could do this with you all night." You whimper at his words, eyes pressed tightly shut. And then you feel him removing his hand from your throat to place it between your shoulder blades instead, giving you gentle push forward. Leaning you over, you feel your face hitting the sheets eventually, and when he rakes his fingers up into your hair, pushing you into the mattress, you whine from the pleasure.

"And that?" he asks, holding still for a while and withdrawing his hand from your hair for a moment. "Does that feel good?" You nod fervently and almost immediately you feel his fingers entangled in your hair again. And then he begins thrusting as you perk up your ass for him to reach as far inside as possible, and you cry out from the way it makes your head spin.

"F-fuck... shit... baby..." you whine curses and terms of endearment as he fucks into you, your whole body beginning to shake at how deep he reaches inside in this position. He pulls on your hair with a groan, and you feel him twitch inside you, telling you he's close, when he tears his hand away from the back of your head and he finds one of your hands instead, fingers intertwining and giving you a squeeze.

"Shit... feels so good..." he groans through gritted teeth, and he lets go of your hip to run his nails down your back along your spine, only to then lower himself and place soothing but sloppy kisses on the same area. Overwhelmed with pleasure, you moan in appreciation, giving yourself up to him completely. He reaches underneath you to press a finger to your clit and you let out a shaky whine at the friction when he starts drawing quick circles onto it, feeling yourself getting closer to the edge at lightning speed.

"B-baby... I'm about to-" you stutter as you're struggling to form coherent thoughts. "C-cum with me, please... p-please...!" You feel your orgasm crashing down on you, walls clenching hard around his cock. As his name repeatedly falls from your lips, you can finally feel him spill inside you, him moaning your name in return. A blissful feeling washes over you as you're coming down from your high, and you simply stay in your position as you're trying to catch your breath, being too spent to move.

"How was that?" your boyfriend breathes as he collapses on top of you, his weight gently pressing onto your back. "I think we should do this more often." He scatters some more kisses all over your back, before pushing himself up and lying down next to you. You too roll over so you can face him, and you show him a weak smile before he wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer.

"Maybe..." you answer, lips brushing against the hot skin on his chest. "But next time I'm not letting you win without a fight!" Intak can only chuckle at your words, wearing a tired but cocky smile.

"We'll see," he says as he begins soothingly running his fingers through your hair. "You liked it, didn't you?"

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cute things zb1 does in a relationship

pairing: zb1 x gn! reader genre: fluff! suggestive at hao's, lil angsty at taerae's warnings: slightly cringey word count: 3.5k notes: I tried to write every character based on my interpretation of the members! also for yujin's I assumed the reader goes to school since he does too.

jiwoong:

he always makes sure that you are well fed!

jiwoong always asks you if you’ve eaten. just like he cares so much about his health, he cares so much about your health! when you’re stressed you often forget to eat so he’s the one that always makes sure your tummy is full! he lovesss to cook for you! when you come home from work tired, he knows that food is the way to your heart. so he always welcomes you home with a plate of rice or a bowl of soup ready to listen to you talk about your day. if you’re too tired he’ll even feed you because he finds you so cute.

you unlock your apartment door, trudging through. your nose is hit with the strong smell of garlic and chili oil. your eyes find their way towards the kitchen, where jiwoong’s back is facing you as he spoons some bibimbap into a porcelain bowl.

“you’re home?” jiwoong asks, his back still facing you as he finishes preparing the food. you smile to yourself as his voice gives you the comfort you’d been longing for all day. you drop your bags on the couch as you head towards the kitchen. you wrap your arms around jiwoong’s waist, snuggling your cheek into his back. you feel jiwoong slightly giggle and look up to see the cute crinkle of his eyes. “are you tired?” he asked, looking down at you over his shoulder.

 “mhm,” you affirmed. he turned around to face you, your arms still around his waist. his hands reached your face, fingers cupping your cheeks as he placed a small peck on your forehead. his fingers lightly caress your ears as he places his forehead against yours.

“how about you have some of this bibimbap i made you and then we can watch a movie and cuddle? yeah?” he whispers. you nodded enthusiastically before stealing a quick peck on his lips.

zhang hao:

constantly praises and compliments you

hao is your number one fan and he always wants you to remember that. he literally cannot go an hour without praising you. he’ll randomly stop you when you’re walking together down the street to just tell you how beautiful you look. as soon as you wake up next to him, hair all messy and face puffy, he doesn’t hesitate to tell you how attractive you are as he looks straight into your eyes. he loves seeing how shy you get at his words, but even more how you gain confidence when you are around him. he definitely feels pride from having such an amazing partner as you.

you wrapped a towel around your body as you stepped out of the shower. hao had booked a dinner reservation for the both of you as it was your three year anniversary. you were so excited as today was such a special day and you were ready to spend it with your boyfriend in such a romantic way. as you walked out of the bathroom, you saw hao leaning against the bedframe, scrolling on his phone. his gaze raised as he saw you from the corner of his eyes. a small smirk formed on his lips as his eyes were glued on your frame. he shoved his phone into his pocket as he walked towards you. you didn’t pay him any mind as you walked towards your closet, looking for something to wear. as you stood in front of your clothes, you felt hao’s arms snake around your waist. 

“you look so beautiful, right now,” he whispered, placing a small kiss on your neck. he continued to place kisses all across your neck and shoulders.

“come on, hao. i need to get dressed.”

“but you just look so gorgeous like this. i can’t believe i get to see this beauty with my own two eyes,” he whispers into your ear, before he places a kiss there. you turn around, hiding your blushing face into his neck. 

“we’re gonna be late.”

“ i think we should just stay home and do… other things,” he smiled innocently. and of course, you could only agree.

hanbin:

loves to spoil you

hanbin just loves to see you happy, especially when he’s the reason. and he’ll do anything to achieve that. he always notices the twinkle in your eyes when you see something you want. he doesn’t even think twice about buying it for you, because he just want to see you happy like that. you never even ask for anything but hanbin just always knows exactly what you want. even just going to the convenience store, he always brings something for you. even when you don’t ask for anything. more than anything, he loves giving you meaningful gifts. like how he once gifted you a weighted blanket because you complained that you weren’t sleeping well. 

you rushed down the stairs of your apartment, still in your pjs. hanbin had texted you that he was outside of your apartment. you were completely confused as you had just seen each other for breakfast this morning. but it was still an opportunity to see your favorite person, so you were delighted. as you walked outside in the windy cold, you noticed hanbin leaning against a tree. he broke into a sweet smile as his eyes met yours. you walked towards him and noticed his hands hidden behind his back. 

“hey, love,” he smiled as you reached him. you waddled in front of him, placing a peck on his lips. you noticed how his arms didn’t even reach to touch you as you kissed him. you looked down to see he was holding something in his hands. hanbin noticed your gaze and hesitantly stretched his arms towards you. flowers. he bought you a bouquet of flowers. you broke into a smile, noticing how they were your favorite flowers, camelia flowers. 

“what is this for?” you asked, as you grabbed the bouquet, placing it against your chest.

“i just saw them as i was walking home and i had to get them for you. pretty flowers for such a pretty person,” he said, smiling shyly, his ears growing red. you giggled, leaning into his embrace. 

“thank you, hanbinnie,” you muttered, kissing his cheek.

matthew:

he loves taking pictures of you

matthew just loves admiring your beauty. anytime he can, he just takes out his phone and snaps a picture of you. he especially loves doing it in secret. whenever he wakes up before you in the morning, he loves to sneak pictures of you sleeping because you just look so peaceful and beautiful. he even has a picture album named after you where he just has pictures of you. whenever you guys go on dates he always makes sure to take a picture of you, wether it be from across the table or in front of a beautiful scenery. whenever you’re not with him, he’ll go through the photo album and smile at the beauty. 

you walked hand-in-hand with your boyfriend over a bridge that overlooked the han river. 

“aw, come on! i was not that awkward,” matthew whined as he recalled the day he confessed to you.

“matthew, you were stuttering and you couldn’t even look me in the eyes,” you giggled, leaning your head on his shoulder. it was true, you had never seen matthew look so nervous until that day three years ago. 

“okay, i definitely was nervous. but, you can’t blame me. i liked you so much that i probably wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if you rejected me.” you giggled, pinching his cheek. you settled back into comfortable silence as your eyes wandered around your surroundings.

“the river looks so beautiful with all the lights reflecting on it like that,” you noticed, stopping to stare. 

“it really does look beautiful. here, go stand there. let me take a picture,” mathew says, taking out his phone. you walked over towards the edge of the bridge, standing awkwardly in front. you didn’t really know what to do so you just threw up a peace sign as you always did. “come on, y/n. you can do better than that,” matthew says. “you should look at my instagram for inspo,” he grinned behind the camera. you giggled, before throwing your hands back into the peace signs. what you didn’t know is that matthew was able to capture that beautiful smile of yours. “you look so cute!” he praised as he looked at the pictures he took. 

taerae:

takes care of you even when he’s mad at you

you’re taerae’s number one moodmaker. so when you fight, it really hurts him. because of that he tends to give you the silent treatment. if he tries to talk to you he knows he’ll break down into tears so he just waits for you to come up to him. but, you can be just as stubborn as him so this could mean whole days without talking. however, taerae feels responsible for taking care of you anyways, so he does so in small and quiet ways, like leaving you coffee in the morning when you wake up, throwing a blanket over you and turning the tv off when you fall asleep on the couch, or folding your laundry just the way you like it without asking, which usually cause you to give in and forgive him. 

you had locked yourself in your room for hours, silently crying in your bed as you replayed the scene over in your head. you had never fought so bad with taerae and it was all for nothing. it was stupid. you hated fighting with him. why’d he have to overwork himself so much? why couldn’t he just come home and rest with you? it wasn’t fair that his agency was taking your boyfriend away from you. but it was also his dream, and you couldn’t take that away from him. you just wanted to run into his arms and hug him and tell him everything was okay. but then the scenes of him yelling at you, eyebrows furrowed replayed in your head. you were too stubborn to forgive him so easily. suddenly, you heard a knock at the door. you jolted in your bed, standing up to head to the door. you hesitated before opening it, as you weren’t sure if you wanted to face taerae like this. however, you wiped your tears and opened the door. to your surprise, there was no one there. but you looked down and noticed a cup of tea on the floor.  as you picked it up, you noticed there was a note stuck to it. 

“i love you no matter what. i’m sorry - taerae”

ricky:

he loves to make you nervous

ricky is such a naturally flirty guy, but only with you. so, he just loves doing little things that he knows will make your heart flutter. you’re usually pretty shy when it comes to physical affection, so ricky loves to catch you off-guard. he loves to see the way your breath hitches and your eyes panic when he does something risky. he doesn’t care if you’re alone or surrounded by people. but secretly, it affects ricky just as much as it does to you. he would never want you to know how fast his heart beats or how his hands shake, when he does these kinds of things.

“hahah loser! i’ve beaten you three times now,” you say as you stick out your tongue at your boyfriend. ricky pouted as he threw the game controller onto the bed. 

“it’s just because you’re distracting me!” he whined, throwing himself back on the bed. you shook your head in disbelief.

“what do you mean? i’m just playing mario kart fair and square! i haven’t even talked to you!” you mirrored ricky’s pout, crossing you arms against your chest. 

“yeah, well you’re so cute i can’t focus,” he mutters. your breath hitched just the slightest.

“ricky… th-this is just your way of sidetracking me so i’ll lose. guess what? it won’t work!” ricky chuckled, sitting back up as he gripped the game controller.

“we’ll see about that? if i win this next round, you owe me ice cream,” he proposed. 

“deal. you won’t win though,” you affirmed. this time you were completely determined to beat ricky, this was ice cream on the line. as the game started, your eyes were focused on the screen. you were pleased to realize you were beating ricky! though he was only two places behind you, you were sure that you could beat him. that was until an overwhelming force pushed your back into the bed. less than a second later, a pair of lips attacked yours. they moved swiftly against yours, his tongue lightly licking your lips. you could feel your heart beating a thousand miles per hour. without realizing it, you became completely captivated and forgot all about the game. but, ricky didn’t. just as quickly as he kissed you, he parted from you, getting back into the game. and before you knew it, he had won.

“RICKY!” you whined, lightly punching his bicep. 

“you were totally into it,” he smirked. “and you owe me ice cream.”

gyuvin:

he’s literally attached to your hip

apart from being your boyfriend, gyuvin is your bestfriend. that’s why he wants to do absolutely everything with you. he also thinks you’re literally the cutest person on earth, so he tends to baby you. no matter what you’re doing, gyuvin either has an arm around you, his hand in yours, caressing your face, your hair. there is absolutely no scenario in which gyuvin isn’t touching you in some way. and you’ve become absolutely dependant on his touch, to the point where you’ve become just as needy for his touch. 

you were laying on the couch of your shared apartment, gyuvin’s head laying on your lap. your fingers played with his hair, gently ruffling it as your eyes stay stuck on the tv screen. suddenly, you felt a storm in your stomach. gyuvin turned his head to look at you, the corner of his lips pointing upwards. 

“are you hungry?” he asked, a cute downward smile on his lips. you nodded slowly, a shy smile on your lips. gyuvin then got up, sitting down next to you. 

“how about we go down to the convenience store and get some ramen and snacks?” he suggested, a mischievous smile on his lips. 

“you go. i don’t wanna get up,” you whined, leaning against his shoulder.

“come on! you know i can’t do anything without you. plus, you’ll have so much more fun with me than alone here with your tv,” he grinned, standing up in front of you.

“alright, kim kwaja. let’s go,” you sighed, giving him your hand to pull you up. 

you walked along the street, your arm locked in gyuvin’s. 

“i’m so cold,” you grumbled, snuggling into gyuvin’s chest. “i should’ve just stayed inside.” gyuvin giggled at how cute you looked, all grumpy and annoyed. he took your hands in his, warming them up with friction and placing a kiss on the back of your hands before putting them in his pocket. your cheeks heated up at the sweet act. 

“better?” his voice asked, lovingly.

“yeah,” you muttered, cheesing to yourself. 

“see. how can you live without me?” 

gunwook:

he gets jealous

gunwook’s biggest pride is you. so when he feels like that is being challenged, he tends to get a little irritated. however, he never makes it your problem because he understands that you’re such a charming person that it’s only natural for others to flirt with you. that doesn’t stop him from feeling a little jealous on the inside, though. he’s not usually a confrontational guy, gunwook is such a cutie, especially for you. but when he feels threatened, he tends to puff up his chest and pretend he’s all cool and mighty. you think its the cutest thing in the world. 

gunwook had taken you on a date to the amusement park. you’d been nagging gunwook for forever to go and he’d finally complied.  after going on all the rides you wanted to go to at least three times, you were both so tired. 

“how about we go get something to eat?” gunwook offered, squeezing your hand in his. you nodded enthusiastically. 

“how about we get some churros? ooh, and a milkshake?” you you asked, giving gunwook those puppy eyes that always worked on him. 

“yeah, yeah, alright. let’s go,” he said, melting completely. 

“ooh!” you gasped as you saw a couple wearing matching headbands. gunwook noticed the way your eyes lit up and immediately knew. 

“ok, you go get the food and i’ll go get us some cute headbands,” he said with a low chuckle. you giggled, thanking him with a kiss on the cheek before heading to get the food.  as you approached the food booth, you noticed a familiar face. your childhood friend, jungwon, was standing in line. as soon as he saw you, his eyes lit up.

“y/n!” he yelled, waving you over. “it’s been so long,” he said as he embraced you in a hug. as you got your food, you engaged in a long and enthusiastic conversation with him.

when gunwook arrived, wearing pink bunny ears and holding another pair in his hand, he didn’t like the view. he didn’t like the way jungwon was looking at you, or the way he kept touching your shoulder when he talked to you. he sped up walking to you and surprised you by wrapping his arm around your waist. 

“oh! hi, gunwook. this is jungwon,” you said, smiling. 

“hi. i’m her boyfriend, gunwook. nice to meet you,” he said with an unusually deep voice, placing the bunny ears on your head before shaking jungwon’s hand without cracking a smile.

“well, nice to meet you too! i'll get going y/n. it was nice to see you,” jungwon said, giving you a pat on the shoulder before walking away. you smiled at him, then turned towards gunwook. 

“you didn’t have to scare him off like that,” you scolded him.

“i just didn’t like the way he was looking at you,” he pouted, wrapping his arms around your waist and hiding his face in your neck. 

“you’re just the cutest, aren’t you?” you whisper.

yujin

he’s always blowing up your phone

yujin will literally relate anything he sees to you. because of that he’s always sending you pictures of things that remind him of you, or tiktoks, or memes that will make you laugh. he just sees you in every little thing and wants you to know. when you get home from school, you go straight to your phone to watch all the tiktoks yujin’s sent you and one by one respond to them. he’s also the type of boyfriend that would call you in the middle of a school day. he’d be obsessed with you.

you were able to sneak into the bathroom during math class, since you knew he wouldn’t notice you were gone. you quickly entered the bathroom stall in the far left, and rang your boyfriend. he immediately picked up.

“hi,” he said, all giggly. your cheeks warmed at the sound of his voice. 

“hey yujinnie,” you replied, warmly. “how’s your day been?” 

“i haven’t seen your face yet, so not that good,” he complained. you laughed lightly, but enough to make yujin smile. “it’s not fair that i don’t get to see you laugh with my own two eyes right now.”

“don’t be so whiny, yujin. here, i’ll turn on my camera,” you gave in. you turned on your camera, your smiling face being the first thing yujin saw. he gasped.

“what is this golden light that’s blinding my eyes? is it a goddess? an angel? oh wait it’s just y/n’s beauty” he announced dramatically. you chuckled, shaking your head.

“hey! now you turn on your camera!” you whined.

“alright, alright,” he complied. instantly, his face filled the screen. you gawked at how beautiful he look under the horrible bathroom lighting. his hair slightly fluffy, and a few strands falling over his eyes. he looked so cute it made you mad. 

“you’re alright,” you shrugged. 

“after i just compared you to a goddess? just ‘alright’?” he frowned jokingly.

“okay! i guess you’re pretty handsome,” you mutter. 

“i’ll take it!”

“sooo, do you wanna go to the movies after school? there’s this really good horror movie i wanna watch!” you suggested.

“sounds good, i’ll meet you there at three? maybe we can grab something to eat beforehand.”

“okay. i’ll see you later!” you said, sending him a kiss through the screen. he grabbed it in the air, holding it against his heart. 

“see you later, y/n.” you thought you saw a semblance of pink on his cheeks before the call ended.

[gunwookies]

telling zb1 you love them for the first time ♡

pairing: zb1 x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: cursing? (just the word ass lol) lowercase intended, not proofread

notes: i struggled a little with keeping these different enough from each other so apologies for that !! hope you all still enjoy

members under the cut!

jiwoong ;

"have i told you how much i love you?" you said between fits of laughter, over a lame joke that had been long forgotten. "actually," he thought to himself for a moment, "you haven't, we haven't." you racked you brain for any previous declarations, only to come up empty handed.

"oh," you said simply, "well i'll say it now," a smile spread across your face, "i love you jiwoong." despite sensing the phrase was coming, jiwoong still was sat there, jaw practically on the floor as the gears in his brain turned for another moment. "jiwoong?" you waved your hand in front of his face to gain his attention again, "earth to jiwoong?"

he shook his head for a moment before a grin spread across his face, inching over to wrap his arms around you in what could only be described as a bear hug. "i love you too," he mumbled against you, pressing a kiss to your temple. "i can't believe we hadn't said it before this." he hummed in agreement, "don't think for a second i haven't been thinking it the whole time."

zhang hao ;

the moonlight coming through your shared bedroom window was the only light illuminating your boyfriend, zhang hao's face; and he looked ethereal. you both had found yourselves sprawled out on the bed, a faint melody playing from your phone as you talked about everything and nothing all at once.

"do you believe in love at first sight y/n?" he questioned, just letting words slip from his mouth at this point. you pondered the question, unsure of your stance on the surprisingly philosophical query. settling for a simple "i don't know," hao hummed in return before you continued again, "truthfully i don't know what i believe in, but you know what i do know?" it was your turn to fire a question back. intrigued by the open ended question, hao propped himself up on one elbow, looking at you in the dim lighting.

"i know i love you." you smiled, your filter long gone and the words that have been on the tip of your tongue have finally spilled out. "me?" he almost couldn't hide the shock in his voice, sure you had been dating for a while, and he absolutely loved you back; he just hadn't prepared to hear the words leave your mouth. "yes you, silly." you couldn't help but laugh, able to make out his confused expression partnered with a blush on his cheeks. "you don't have to say it back, i just wanted you to know."

hao quickly waved his hand in denial, moving closer to you on the bed, "no no," he started, a shy smile spreading across his face, "i love you too, so much."

hanbin ;

"there's something i've been meaning to tell you," you breathed out, the nerves felt like they were creeping up your body, leaving you feeling dizzy at the thought of what you were about to say to the boy. "i have something too, but you first!" he smiled, gesturing for you to continue with an expectant look on his face.

"it's just," it felt like all the air had left your lungs, "sung hanbin, i love you." you couldn't help but shield your face, utterly terrified of his reaction; you knew he wouldn't be mean or anything, but that was exactly the problem. he was just so nice and you didn't want to scare him away so soon, but the thought had been eating you alive to the point where you almost didn't hear his response. "can you read my mind?" he joked, a small laugh leaving his lips as you processed what he meant.

you couldn't help but laugh at the situation, "is that your way of saying you love me too?" you playfully raised your eyebrow, attempting to "read his mind" again to see what he would say. "of course i love you." he beamed, pulling you closer to his body. "i knew you were gonna say that!"

hanbin chuckled at your playful nature, his hands coming up to cover his head, "get out of there!"

matthew ;

"i love you," you whispered against his lips; you had wanted to wait for a special moment to tell him, but you just couldn't wait anymore. without a second thought he was returning the confession in a mumbled slur before pulling apart a moment later with a dumbfounded look on his face. "wait," a smile quickly formed on his face, "you love me?"

"i wouldn't lie to you," you placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "i know you wouldn't, i just-" he stopped himself, looking down at your hand in his, whispering "they love me' to himself a few times before collecting himself. "i love you more," his contagious smile had seemed to spread to your own face as your cheeks heated up beyond belief. "more than words can say."

you couldn't help but feel your heart skip a beat at his words, your brain feeling like tv static at the thought of your feelings being fully reciprocated. "then don't tell me, show me." you weren't sure where the sudden bold words had come from, but they slipped past your lips before you could stop them. he tilted his head, a smirk present on his face as he leaned in, "i'd love to."

taerae ;

"you're lucky i love you," you jokingly huffed at your boyfriend taerae, who had a smug grin across his face. "i can't blame you honestly," he pretended to flip imaginary long hair over his shoulder, "i'm pretty great aren't i?" he tried to keep a serious face but couldn't help but burst into laughter, following suit yourself.

keeping up the playful atmosphere you put your hands on your hips, "i'll take it back right now." you hoped to achieve a stern look but judging by the look on taerae's face, you weren't too sure you succeeded. he held your hands in between his own, dramatically shaking your hands in a plea for forgiveness.

"please don't! i love you!." he pleaded, trying to swallow his laughter as you turned your head, avoiding eye contact. "sorry what was that? i couldn't hear you." you toyed, seeing if he'd repeat himself, but he went one step farther; moving your hands to your shoulders before his found purchase at your waist, pulling you closer than before. "i said i love you."

you grinned from ear to ear, closing the space between you two with a kiss, "i love you too taerae."

ricky :

"c'mon ricky, please-" you whined, tugging on his arm like a little kid would. he couldn't resist smiling at your excitement over the arcade you walked past, but he knew you guys had to be back soon and he wasn't looking to get scolded today. "we can come back another time."

"ricky," you dragged it out, "one game of air hockey, just one." you dragged him by the arm, getting a sigh of defeat in return. "okay, just one." he smiled down at you, the smile plastered on your face already made the potential scolding worth it. "that's what i thought!" you cheered, letting go of his arm to hug him from the side, "i love you." it was a spur of the moment confession, even catching you off guard, but you cuoldn't deny that it was an accurate statement, so you simply continued to your side of the table.

ricky was still stood in shock, staring at you with a combination of lovestruck and confusion, simply shaking his head, "you don't mean that." a smile made it's way to your face as you picked up your paddle, "au contraire, ricky, i very much do love you, but i'm still going to kick your ass at air hockey."

he laughed at your harmless threat, picking up his own paddle, "i love you too, but for the record i'm not going easy on you because of that."

gyuvin :

"sorry what is it y/n? i can't see you?" gyuvin joked, looking over your head and past you in a successful attempt to tease you and your height. "you're an ass." you huffed, lightly punching his arm, not enough to hurt, just enough to get a small chuckle from the boy. "yeah yeah, you love me." a mischievous smirk spread across his face.

he had you there, there was no denying the way you felt for the boy, simply sighing before admitting to the comment, "yeah, i do love you," jokingly rolling your eyes as you see his face go blank, "you said it yourself, gyu." it takes a few more moments for his brain to catch up, but as soon as he does, his body isn't far behind.

"i love you!" he gushed, attaching himself to your side and peppering kisses on your face, squishing your cheeks between his hands. "i love you i love you i love you." he babbled out faster than you could comprehend, causing you to giggle. "i love you too gyu."

gunwook ;

"hey gunwook-" you stretched the last syllable to get his attention, his body turning to you with a smile on his face, "what's up?" he wasn't sure what he was expecting you to say, but he definitely didn't think it'd be those three words. "i love you," you smiled brightly, "like, a lot." all was well until you noticed his smile drop, had you messed up?

"you beat me to it," he pouted, running his hand through his hair, "i wanted to be the one to tell you first." you breathed a sigh of relief at the confession, and you couldn't stop the chuckle that slipped past your lips at his naturally cute demeanor. "well, who cares who said it first. i love you and you love me, right?"

in a mere moment you could see the realization hit him, his expression changing, now into a big gummy smile and crescent moon eyes that you couldn't help but fall for all that time ago. "you're right," he pulled you into his chest, his head resting atop yours as he played with your hair, breathing in the scent of your hair products. "i love you."

yujin ;

"hey yujin, guess what." you turned to the boy, him looking at you with his usual shy smile, "what?" he asked excitedly, matching your energy as he turned to face you fully. a smile spread across your face, "i love you. just thought someone should remind you, you're loved."

he turned his head in confusion for a moment, "like, love love?" you chuckled, "what other kind would i mean?" he racked his brain for a moment before coming up with an answer, "well like, the way you love a puppy or a tv show? or the other way." he questioned, silently hoping it was the latter and that he wasn't completely misreading it.

"the other way, yujin." another laugh pushed past your lips at the boy's innocent, yet sincere query; opting to peck him on the cheek and watching his face flush, as was yours. "oh," his smile grew exponentially, "then i love you too," his hand rubbing the back of his neck in an awkward but endearing fashion, "in that way."

[gunwookies]

omg there’s a hundred of you here!!! thank you for enjoying my blog!!! i haven’t posted anything in so long i’m so sorry😭😭😭 i’ll try to post something this weekend! feel free to request!🫶🫶

[gunwookies]

kisses with zb1 ♡

pairing: zb1 x reader

genre: fluff

warning: hanbin's is slightly suggestive? i think? but nothing other than that! lowercase intended, not proofread

notes: thank u anon for the request i've been wanting to write smth like this :D im not sure if its 100% what you wanted but i hope you like it anyways

members under the cut!

jiwoong ;

"does this look okay?" you couldn't help but ask your boyfriend; looking in the mirror at the outfit you chose. it was nice, sure, but with a boyfriend like jiwoong by your side you had to make sure you didn't look completely like a fool. "it looks great, you look great." he smiled, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, his vision moving to the mirror to look at the two of you.

you couldn't help but melt into his touch as he leaned down to press light kisses on your neck. "my love, you always look gorgeous," he said in between placing kisses on your skin before turning you away from the mirror and towards him. "now let's get going," he placed one last kiss on your lips, savouring the moment and letting his lips linger. his hand came up to cup your cheek, gently so as to not ruin your makeup, and smiling into yet another kiss.

"jiwoong," you mumbled against his lips, "don't we have to go?" he pulled away with a pout on his now slightly lipstick-covered lips. "why do we have to go to this dinner," an even louder sigh escaped his lips, "you're all i could want anyways." you brought your thumb up to wipe off the makeup that now adorned his lips before smiling, "well you have me," it was your turn to reach up and plant a kiss on his lips, "so let's not let these outfits go to waste."

zhang hao ;

you hadn't expected to come home so late, but when you walked into your shared bedroom with your boyfriend hao, you made an attempt to get ready for bed quietly. you were under the impression it had worked, until you got to your side of the bed and went to get in. "you're home," you could barely make out hao's sleepy mumbles, but what you could make out was his arm holding up the blanket to let you in; sliding under the covers you turned to your boyfriend.

"hi hao, go back to bed, i didn't mean to wake you." the only response you got from the boy was the feeling of his hand on your side, trailing up till he found your face in the darkness of the room. with his hand on your cheek he leaned in to feel your lips against his. "missed you." he mumbled against your lips, the feeling sending sparks through your body. "missed you too hao." you managed to get out before kissing him again, your hand coming up to run through his messy hair.

eventually, you pulled away, both feeling the weight of the day weighing on you and wanting to let the drowsiness take over. with his hand resting over your waist, you relaxed into the bed and let your eyes shut. "goodnight hao." you muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. while you couldn't see him, you just knew he was smiling back at you. "goodnight love."

hanbin ;

"did it hurt?" you asked, tracing the tattoos across hanbin's chest, dragging your finger to trace the lines of his collarbones as well. "it wasn't pleasant," he giggled, whether at the ticklish feeling of your light touches or just because, you didn't know. "but it wasn't too bad." a sheepish smile spread across his face partnered with a blush as he took notice of the way your eyes trailed over his skin so intently.

"too bad i couldn't have kissed it better," the words fell from your lips without much thought, but it made hanbin's breath catch in his throat. "you, you still could." the blush on his face had darkened and he had to resist the urge to hide his face in his hands at the suggestion. without another moment passing you kissed the boy, his hands subconsciously coming to rest on your side and trace shapes on your skin. you trailed down his jaw ending at his collarbone, peppering kisses across his skin until you reached the delicate celestial tattoos adorning his body, much like paint on a canvas. "pretty."

after a few more moments you reconnected your lips, "you're the pretty one," he mumbled against you before pulling apart and resting your foreheads against each other, taking the opportunity to take in the moment, memorizing every feature on his face. he took your hands in his, squeezing them tight. "my pretty y/n."

you flushed at the nickname, your heart skipping a beat without even realizing before squeezing his hand back, "my pretty hanbin."

matthew ;

"in what world is strawberry the best flavour." you huffed in disbelief at your boyfriends ice cream opinion, getting a smug smile in return. "in this one," he said matter-of-factly, taking another taste of the pink dessert. "you don't know what you're missing out on y/n." you couldn't help but laugh as you shook your head, taking a bite of your own ice cream.

matthew had to stifle a giggle when he saw you, leaving you to raise your eyebrow in confusion. "what?" you whined, seeing the smile on his face get wider. "you just have a little ice cream on your nose," he brought his thumb up to wipe it off, unable to stop smiling at just how cute you were. "anything else?" you joked.

he only nodded, causing you to sigh at the state of yourself. before you could whine any more, matthew had connected your lips in a short kiss. "there," he smiled, "got it!" you were a little dumbfounded, but that didn't stop you from pulling him in to kiss his lips again, leaving one last peck before you pulled apart.

"you taste like strawberries." you mumbled, your thumb coming up to your lips, seeing your boyfriend flash his biggest smile back at you. "not so bad is it?"

taerae ;

it wasn't often that taerae got sentimental, but when he did it was always adorable in your eyes; his smile would grow and his eyes would soften just talking about how much he loved you, and the feeling was absolutely mutual. as much as you loved hearing his kind words, you couldn't fight the urge to kiss him anymore. leaning in to connect his lips with yours had pretty effectively quieted him down.

"god you're perfect," he whispered against your lips, continuing his tangent from earlier; this time in muffled whispers against your lips in between kisses. his hands had found themselves on you; one tangled in your hair and the other finding purchase on your waist, keeping you in place. your own hands resting on his shoulders, subconsciously pulling him closer until you needed air.

you both pulled apart with ear to ear smiles, and you couldn't help but be aware of his hand still on your waist as you find yourself leaning into it. "have i told you how perfect you are?" he asked, fiddling with the hem of your sweater, and you couldn't help but laugh a little. "you did just a few minutes ago taerae."

"but that was a few minutes ago," he leaned in to peck your lips again, "i'm gonna tell you how perfect you are until i run out of breath."

ricky ;

"i just don't know what to do," your voice trailed off as you brought your hands up to cover your face. "everything is just so overwhelming." you felt bad for your boyfriend ricky, always having to deal with your ramblings, but he didn't seem bothered by it; always sitting and patiently listening to you and your thoughts.

now that you were both sure you had finished your tangent. ricky couldn't help but lean in to place a kiss on your lips, effectively pulling you out of your head enough to calm down. "it's okay," he smiled, "you're not gonna go through this alone, so there's no point worrying about that right now." this time placing his hand on yours and rubbing small circles with his thumb.

you breathed a sigh of relief, connecting your lips once again. "thank you," you muttered between kisses, "i don't know what i'd do without you." ricky only hummed as his hand found its place at the small of your back, pulling you closer to his chest; his other hand reaching up to hold the back of your head, planting a kiss on your head, "you don't have to, i'm never leaving your side."

gyuvin ;

"gyuvin-" you whined out, hoping your boyfriend would hear you from the other room, "i need your help." you called out, soon being welcomed with a smile as he sees your predicament. "can't reach?" he asked, smirking at the cabinet that seemed to be just too far out of your reach. "listen," you started, letting out a joking huff at the boy to match the pout across your face, hopeful to convince him. "are you going to help me or not?"

he thought about it for a moment before letting a mischievous smile spread across his face, "i'll help you, but for a price." you couldn't help but laugh at his antics, only giving him a nod to continue his train of thought. "i'm going to need payment in kisses," his smile widened as did your eyes, "no free labor here!"

you only sighed before taking a step closer and leaning up to reach his lips, giving him a small peck before looking expectantly between him and the top shelf of the cabinet, "there. now help me." when gyuvin leaned closer you had thought nothing of it; until he went for your lips. his hands wrapped around your waist, opting to lift you onto the counter so you were closer to his height. the two of you pulled away a few minutes later, cheeks flushed and smiles wide.

you turned to look behind you, grabbing the box off the top shelf now that you were on the counter, "didn't need you anyways!" you giggled, hopping off the counter and sticking your tongue out at gyuvin to taunt him, getting a huff in return. "i'm the whole reason you got up there!"

gunwook ;

"i got in!" you yelled, holding the acceptance letter in your shaking hands. "oh my god," gunwook matched your energy, wrapping his arms around you and picking you up, "i knew you would!." he let you back down, his one hand grabbing your waist to stabilize you for a moment before holding your face with the other, leaning in for a congratulatory kiss.

"you deserve this." you'd almost think he was more excited than you with the way he had been cheering you on, but that's just how he was. "thank you gunwookie," you brought your arms up to wrap around the back of his neck, pulling him down to connect your lips again, both smiling into the kiss.

you pulled apart from each other's lips, still with your arms around each other, "you know what this calls for?" you asked, seeing the gears in his head turning as he thought what specifically you were thinking. "another kiss?" he shyly asked, unable to contain his enjoyment of the affection. you laughed at the boy, "not what i was gonna say," you paused to pull him down closer, "but that works too."

connecting your lips for the nth time that afternoon, you couldn't help but smile before separating again"i'm so proud of you," he hummed as he playfully pecked your forehead, "and what better way to celebrate than with your lovely boyfriend, am i right?"

yujin ;

"and that is how it's done." yujin said, neatly kicking the soccer ball into the goal before turning expectantly to you, "your turn." you let out a laugh of disbelief, "yujin, do you really think i can do that?" instead of responding, he opted to just kick the soccer ball your way, hitting your shin in the process. while it didn't hurt that bad, the shock caused you to let out a yelp.

"oh god, are you okay?" he rushed to your side, immediately checking to make sure you weren't badly hurt. you laughed at the boy, reassuring him it didn't hit you hard, but he insisted he should make it up to you for how sorry he was. "well i've got an idea how you could make it up to me." you smiled widely, getting a caring, but confused look in return.

you pointed to your cheek, hoping he would get the hint, and he did. leaving a quick peck on your cheek with a sheepish smile, causing yours to grow even wider. as you turned to the boy, you hadn't realized he was going in for another one, and your lips touched in a chaste kiss; it was clumsy, bumping noses and all, but it was perfect to you. "oh, hello," you chuckled, bringing your hand up to your lips.

"i didn't mean to," he rushed out, cheeks a deep crimson. "yujin it's okay," you grabbed his hand in yours, "i thought it was cute."

[gunwookies]

balled my fucking eyes out when gunwook mentioned junhyeon. i’m so sad he didn’t make it😭😭😭 also KEITA WTFFF IM SO SAD but also will stan zb1 bc i love them all and it’s a pretty good lineup!

[gunwookies]

Late night walks

-Kamden x reader-

Warning: none, just pure fluff

Author's note: Here's a little headcanon I thought of :))

Just enjoy our pou <3

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The best way to make kamden's heart go crazy is to spend time with you, but particularly late night walks get a special place there.

Alright so Kamden and you had been going out for a while establishing a really nice and stable relationship

You guys relied on each other a lot, because communication is crucial and sexy

He felt so loved and appreciated by you he swore he could almost taste the sweetness dripping out from your words

Quality time was his favourite love language, so going on little dates was a must for him, specially indoor dates

But he also enjoyed those were you went to places not too crowded

Almost keeping you as his treasure, not wanting to expose you to the world

His favourite date was particularly late night walks through your neighbourhood

He just texted you really late, knowing well you were probably watching some series or a film

And once you were okay with him coming he was literally at your door in like 15 minutes or less, he wasn't gonna waste any time seeing his beloved one <3

So once you got ready and had put on a hoodie and a jacket properly you both went on your little adventures

You walked hand in hand in a peaceful silence, don't needing any words to describe how well it felt to be in each other's company there

You stopped in your tracks once you saw a swing and went to it immediately like a child, making kamden melt internally from cuteness

He swinged you while he just admired how you laughed almost childishly, and if there was another swing available he would also sat there and rocked himself a little

Once you got bored you just went to a bench and talked about anything that came to your mind

Actually these were your favourite talks, 3 am being the time were your brain got more creative and deep

So the conversations took another turn and left you to express yourselves in your most fred form

And you bet you were cuddling

Of course you were

He couldn't keep his hands to himself right there

Needing warmth at such late hours made you both get tangled and piece perfectly like a puzzle

You placing your head on his chest and just curling up made his heart fuzzy

He also loved to be like that because he sensed from your sudden smile that you could hear his quick heartbeat, making you see how much he loved you and how much of an effect you had on him

Yeah, these were definitely our little pou's best moments with his significant other ❤️

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[gunwookies]

just so y’all know my one pick is junhyeon lol🥰😘 VOTE JUNHYEON IF YOU DONT WANT A BORING ASS BEP1ER 🤭🤭 ok much love

[gunwookies]

first kiss with ricky, zhang hao, seunghwan and park hanbin (requested)

boys planet trainees x gn!reader

genre : fluff

note : mention of food in zhang hao's ⚠️ xiaoting of kep1er in seunghwan's one cuz yes she IS a whole warning

sorry if i took too much time anon <3 didn't include jay because i didn't have any idea for him tbh

• ricky

ricky always acted like he was some kind of player, stealing hearts everywhere he was going. even though most people were attracted to him, he was far from the playboy persona he was promoting.

when you started dating, you expected him to be straightforward and initiate most the skinship...

however, it was not the case. in fact, ricky was a bit shy about it. to be fair, he was only 18, and didn't have many partner before dating you. because of that, he was scared of doing things the wrong way. that's the reason why he would rather let you initiate things like that.

your relationship was still fresh, you were only two weeks in, so that could explain why neither of you dared to kiss the other. but that day, ricky felt different than the others. he couldn't explain it. maybe it was the way the sun hit your pretty face the right way, or the outfit you were wearing that suited you too good. maybe it was the fact you prepared that whole picnic and you thought of buying strawberries because you know it was his favorite.

ricky wasn't used to be spoiled by the people he loves. most of the time, it was the other way around. but now that you did something for him, he felt a different type of warmness in his chest.

shyly, he grabbed your hand in his to have your attention. you turned your face his way, and he started leaning in almost unconsciously before realizing you might no be ready. he stopped his movement just before your lips could touch, feeling his cheeks blushing.

"y/n... can i kiss you?"

your only answer was to break the distance between you two to give him what you both wanted.

"i thought you'd never ask" you said when you pulled apart, making him giggle before he leaned in again.

• seunghwan

seunghwan saw this situation as his chance, if God decided to turn in his favor, this could be the moment he finally confessed to you. he started to pray in his head.

"please let me be with y/n, please let me be with y/n, please let me be with-"

"y/n! you're going in with seunghwan."

seunghwan felt like a mastermind. what could possibly go wrong?

you and him were sharing the same friend group for years, and since the beginning of your friendship, it actually.... never felt like a friendship. call him cliche or whatever, for him, it was love at first sight. he knew he'll love you the first time you talked to him. he got to know you better and realized you were everything he was looking for, in a friend as much as in a lover.

now call him cocky, he knew for sure that the feeling was mutual. the way you'd giggle when he would say you look good, the smile and the red cheeks you tried to hide whenever he would jokingly introduce himself to strangers as your boyfriend, the handshakes where you would let your hand in his longer than it should... seunghwan was sure you loved him back.

today was the birthday party of your mutual friend, junhyeon. (yes that's my junhyeon jackson wang of 5th gen agenda)

he wasn't the type to make only small events, no, he made sure he invited everyone in your grade.

it was getting late, and a smaller group of people were sat in a corner of the living room, having fun with the childish game of spin the bottle. you were there, next to your friend xiaoting, and seunghwan was in front of you. for the moment, none of you have been chosen for the game, only observing and joking with the people there.

"hey! how about the next people chosen by the bottle play 7 minutes in heaven?" proposed xiaoting.

"what's that?" asked gyuvin.

"well, we, i mean the bottle chooses two people that will spend 7 minutes together in a dark enclosed place."

"sounds more like 7 minutes in hell, why would you be alone with someone alone in a small and dark place and..... oh, okay, i get it" said woongi.

if seunghwan thought the game was a bit stupid at first, he quickly changed his mind. if he never confessed to you properly, despite giving you plenty of signals, it's not because he didn't have the guts to do so... he just never found the moment to. you were rarely alone, and each time you were alone with him, it was just not the right moment for him to open his heart. but this! if seunghwan had 7 minutes of his time alone with you in a small place, what will he do other than confessing? that was the perfect plan! (if someone ever confess to me in this situation i think i'll hit them bcz wtf) (but listen at this point seunghwan is desperate)

the bottle first chooses him. he sent you a look, that you didn't catch, lost in your thoughts hoping he will not end up with someone else. however, xiaoting did catch that look and knew it was her time to be a hero.

a shocked look on her face, she pointed her finger at something in the crowd.

"hey! what the hell is junhyeon doing? look at this!"

she didn't expect that to work, but it did, the people with you all turned their eyes towards that non-existent scene and she quickly stopped the bottle to make it point at you.

"oh! seems like we got our lucky pair." declared xiaoting

"y/n! you're going in with seunghwan. now, that's funny..." added woongi.

seunghwan got up first, taking your hand to help you get up as well. xiaoting took the mission of leading you guys to a closet big enough for you two to fit in. before you got in, xiaoting gave you a death glare. "y/n if you mess up all my hard work..."

finally, the door closed, leaving you two in the dark, your bodies so close that they were almost touching.

"hm. isn't it funny that we ended up there?", said seunghwan as a conversation starter.

"i think xiaoting is responsible for this but i don't blame her. i'm glad it's you".

seunghwan softly laughed, making you smile as well. the only source of light was the one that could get in from the corner of the door, but it was enough for seunghwan to see your face a bit.

"i wanted it to be you as well." said seunghwan.

"yeah, you better not want someone else for this.", you scoffed.

seunghwan took this as his sign that it was the right time to have the conversation. he smirked, and you could hear his smile in his voice.

"yeah? why? you wouldn't like it if i wanted to go there with someone else?"

"don't ask."

"why?"

"because you already know why i wouldn't like it."

"no, i don't know. tell me, y/n."

"well, it's just that way. would you be happy if someone else was here with me?"

he answered your question, telling you you were right. he would not be happy about it. hesitantly, he sneaked his arms around your waist to pull you closer. it was not the first time he did that, but now, the atmosphere was more serious so he didn't want to rush you. you let your head rest on his chest, and it encouraged him to continue.

"do you want me to tell you why i wanted it to be you?" he said in a whisper.

"hm, tell me" you responded, turning your head to look at his face, your chin resting on his chest this time. he look at you in the eyes, losing the meaning of words for a second, before regaining his composure.

"because you're not mine yet, and if you went with someone else, i was afraid you might slip through my fingers."

"if it wasn't you, i wouldn't have play the game." you assured him.

"why?"

"somehow, i'm unofficially already yours."

seunghwan tried to hold back his smile from getting wider, simply kissing the top of your head as you smiled back.

"i love you. i'm sorry it took so much time for me to finally tell you, but i really do love you."

your hands went to his face, caressing gently his cheeks with your thumb. your eyes met his, locked together for a few seconds, before your lips got attracted like it was natural to his own. his heart started racing as he couldn't focus on anything else than you, kissing you back with eagerness. it was his first kiss with you, and despite all the scenarios he made in bed before sleeping, he never thought it would happen like that. but he was so happy about it, it was better than all that he ever imagined.

• zhang hao

zhang hao is simply a very direct man. where ricky was fighting his inner demons to know if he could kiss you, i feel like zhang hao would naturally feel if you were comfortable enough to do it yet.

the thing was, zhang hao wasn't against pda. he could hold your hands, he could hug you, but he was just not the type to kiss in public.

it was only a few week since you started dating, and you never kissed yet because you just haven't seen each other a lot indoors. most of your dates were outside, so since your boyfriend was uncomfortable with it, it never happened.

that day, zhang hao was practicing at the company with the other trainees. you two texted this morning, and he told you he was going to be there until late at night. proud of how hardworking he was, you decided you'd grab lunch for zhang hao and his teammates.

you knocked on the practice room door, and when you heard zhang hao telling you you could come in, you opened the door. you were met by faces you didn't know, and your boyfriend in shock.

"y/n??"

"the one and only!"

he jogged toward you to greet you with a hug, asking you what you were doing here.

"i know you guys are here for the whole day so i thought it'd be a good idea to bring you food."

the younger boys, yujin and ollie gasped at the mention of food while the other guys thanked you properly.

"hao! i think you should kiss them as a thank you" said ollie in a teasing tone as you gave the boys the bags you brought. yunseo hit the younger one in the arm, gesturing him to shut up. "what?? he's their boyfriend after all, why wouldn't he kiss them?"

zhang hao started to feel a bit embarassed meanwhile you laughed at ollie's teasing remarks.

"eat well! i'm gonna have to go."

zhang hao followed you to the door, opening it for you. you thought he would simply go back to his members to eat, but he followed you in the corridor, out of the practice room. he took your hand to have your attention.

"hum? is there a problem?" you asked.

without a word, zhang hao looked around to make sure it was only the both of you. when the verification was done, he pulled you closer to him by the hand he was still holding. before you could react, he leaned in to connect your lips together. it wasn't long, but it was enough for a warmth to blossom in your chest and your cheeks to turn red.

"can i come over after practice? i'll give you a proper 'thank you' kiss."

maybe ollie's teasing wasn't that bad.

• phanbin

what a good day for park hanbin. for the first time in a while, his best friend, you, where at his place for a sleepover. the occasion used to be a regular event before you two got into college, meaning you had less time to spend together.

but it was not only about the time. in fact, you were deliberately trying to spend less time with him. for a few years now, you started to see your best friend in a different light. you were sick of the one-sided feelings you had for him, and realized college might be the solution for you to avoid him a bir in order to let your feelings die down.

little did you know, your feelings were mutual, but you were trying to shut them down by dating other people, convinced he didn't like you back. laying shoulders to shoulders on his bed, you ranted to him.

"so that date didn't went good", concluded hanbin.

"not at all."

"see, it always go sour when they try to kiss you. do you have a problem with it particularly?"

so turned so you could face him. "hanbin."

he turned as well, facing you too. "y/n".

"can i tell you a secret?"

"of course."

"well, i didn't have my first kiss yet."

"what ??"

hanbin jumped up, now sitting on the bed. you sat as well, embarassed.

"you're kidding me right??"

"i'm not! i never kissed someone, the action just freaks me out!"

"but you had a boyfriend for like... two weeks!"

"i know but i told you i didn't like him that much..."

"what blocks you exactly?"

you looked away, trying to find an answer quickly. the truth was you couldn't kiss anyone because your feelings were still for hanbin. how could you give away your first kiss to someone you don't even like?

"i don't want to embarass myself, you know. i don't know how to kiss someone, so it will probably be awful. plus, i can't give my first kiss to anyone, it has to be a special someone."

"special? what do you mean by special?"

"someone i'm close to, you know? like... like you."

hanbin felt his cheeks getting warmer, so he turned his face to make sure you wouldn't see him blushing.

"well... you know... maybe i could teach you, then."

"teach me?" you repeated, not sure you understood.

"okay that sounds stupid. but if you're afraid of being a bad kisser, i can teach you how to be a good one. you'll have your first kiss with me, someone special to you, and so... it'll be easier for you to kiss other people afterwards."

he didn't like the end of his idea and neither did you. however, it was still a good idea, you thought. you would learn how to kiss, you would have your first one with someone special, and you would kiss hanbin above all.

"...that do sounds stupid but i think it's a good idea."

"for real?"

"yeah... i'd rather give you my first kiss."

hanbin bit the inside of his cheek in order not to smile. you both stayed sat on the bed as he came closer to you. you two shook hands to conclude your contract.

"okay. i'm gonna do it slowly so you can pick up the things you have to do. it's okay i touch you a bit, right?"

you nodded to give him your consent. his right hand went to your jaw, as he slowly leaned towards your face. you felt a feeling of giddiness and nervosity as you saw his look going from your eyes to your lips. hanbin tilted your chin a bit to adjust himself properly, and he finally closed his eyes and went for the kiss. it was delicate, soft, as he tried his best not to rush you. it didn't last long before he pulled away, his face still close to yours. you could see the colors on his cheeks, similar to the one on yours, as both of your hearts were racing.

"how do you feel? did you get it?"

"maybe you could do it again..." you said in a quiet voice.

let's say y'all didn't stay friends after the second one.

[gunwookies]

your writing is literally ascending me to heaven! IT'S SO GOOD! could you please do a reaction of them to getting them flowers? Not for like any special occasion, just *shrug* casually (?)

And not to forget, I'm in love with your writing, literally so thankful that your blog exists! have a good day/evening/night! take care of yourself, stay hydrated!! <33

BOYS PLANET — reactions to a flower

INCLUDES || sung hanbin | seok matthew | zhang hao | park gunwook

GENRE || tooth-rotting fluff, a surprising amount of mutual pining and meanings behind flowers, school au

WORD COUNT || 3k

NOTES || tysm omg im over the moon to hear that !! <3 i actually LOVE flowers as a love language, so i was extra excited to write this one :3 (not proofread, too lazy rn :3)

ꉂ — 𖥦 ♡ ,, SUNG HANBIN 𖥻 ❛ blue salvias ❜

SUNG HANBIN, contrary to what you may think, didn’t like flowers all that much. Sure, they’re pretty, but they’ll fade and wilt after only a few moments of appreciating them. He much preferred other gifts— that is, until he met you.

You reminded him of a flower; beautiful in a way that is not meant to be touched. Cherubic and angelic, petals of morning dew and silk that blossom and bloom when left to their own devices. As a man, he could never wish to hold you, for that will corrupt your beauty.

You have a timeless face. Hanbin could gaze upon it for eternity and find a new feature to appreciate each year. He could map the coordinates of your smile and the altitude of your eyes; he could graph the volume of your laugh and how it pitches slightly in the middle.

He first realized that, perhaps, flowers can be something beautiful when held by man, too, when you introduced him to pressed flowers.

Your room had countless flowers of all kinds hanging from the ceiling; crimson bouquets of begonia, flushing yellow poppies and dried salvias, all tangled together in twine. Your fingers gently held them as if made of glass, as if even the softest of movements would cause them to disappear in a flurry of sweet scents.

“Why do you keep flowers?” He asked you one afternoon.

“They have so many meanings,” You replied. “Like a blue salvia; it means ‘I’m thinking of you’. Most people get roses because they symbolize romance, but I think picking each specific flower with a meaning in mind is so much more romantic.”

“But they wilt so easily,” He argued.

“And then you can press them, and turn them into something beautiful again.”

“Press them?

“Yeah. Like, in between books and stuff,” You explained lamely, gesturing at the floor. “You can preserve them that way. They look really pretty. Usually, I use them as bookmarks.”

Hanbin thinks about that interaction more than he likes to admit— actually, he thinks about every interaction you have a good deal more than he’d like to admit. He performs autopsies on the words you’ve spoken, dissecting each consonant and vowel for the slight confirmation you might like him in the same way he likes you.

“I got you something,” You’d said that morning, hands hiding behind your back in an endearing way that made him smile. He nodded, urging you to explain further.

You’d presented him a small box (which made hardly any sound when he tried shaking it later to see if he could guess what was inside it). It was wrapped in brown parchment paper, a cute bow of twine sitting atop.

“You can’t open it until you’re home, alright?” You instructed him, a stern look in your eyes that had him agreeing before he even registered what you asked. The entire day it sat in his backpack, feeling heavy despite the fact it couldn’t have weighed more than half a pound, box included.

That led him here; sitting anxiously in front of his desk with the box atop the mahogany wood. He swiveled back and forth in his chair, running through every possibility of what it could be in his mind.

After a few tense moments, he opened it.

Hanbin didn’t recognize the flowers at first.

A few hours later, only when the collection of flowers were already tightly pressed within books just the way you taught him, did he realize where he’d seen them before.

Blue salvias.

He didn’t stop smiling for the rest of the night.

ꉂ — 𖥦 ♡ ,, SEOK MATTHEW 𖥻 ❛ pink bluebell ❜

SEOK MATTHEW doesn’t know much about pop culture, but he knows it’s a definite cliche to fall for someone who works in a flower shop. It’s not his fault, though—really! I mean, anyone would fall for your cute smile and rosy words and soft eyes and…

Matthew groans. Yeah, he’s got it bad.

Well, he knew that already. If the almost daily trips to the flower shop you work part-time at didn’t indicate anything, the fact his face turned bright pink at the mere mention of flowers certainly did.

But, seriously, he can’t help it. You’re so sweet when you offer to help him find what exactly he’s looking for (which he doesn’t even know, because before this Matthew had exactly zero interest in flowers). And when you explain the meanings behind each and every flower, and your eyes light up— Matthew swears he could see the stars behind them. He wonders if the sky ever gets jealous that, no matter how hard it may try, it can never compare to you.

“Oh, Matthew, back again?” You ask, voice ringing like bells. He could listen to it on repeat.

“Yeah! Uh, just here to look around,” He replies, voice sounding strained even to him. You just nod, bright smile never leaving your face.

“You must really like flowers.”

“Something like that.”

He takes his time strolling around, discreetly stealing glances at you each time he moves to the next aisle. His blush must match the color of the roses, by now, he thinks. When he finally picks out a flower, not paying attention to the meanings scribbled hastily beneath the care instructions, he feels a surge of disappointment.

His time getting to see you is almost over (even if a good portion of it was spent staring at you with no actual conversation initiated).

“Who’s the lucky person?” You ask while plugging the number of the flower into your cash register. Matthew stares at you, eyebrows furrowed, before realizing you must think he’s giving all the flowers he buys to someone. Hurriedly, he shakes his head.

“No— no one!” He exclaims, far too quickly to be believable. You laugh.

“You picked out a pink bluebell, Matthew,” You say, smiling even brighter now (he didn’t think it was possible). “It means ‘everlasting love’, you know.”

“Oh. I didn’t, I mean, I wasn’t looking at the meaning,” He mumbles bashfully. You just laugh again, and he cherishes the fact he was the cause of it. “You could, I mean, you can keep it. Not like I have anyone to give it to.”

That’s the closest he’ll ever get to making a move, he thinks dimly. Your smile morphs into something different— something softer, more genuine and human. Something full of human emotion. He thinks he sees that smile in his mirror every time he thinks of you.

“Well, since it’s mine, now,” You say, examining the sweet flower and inhaling the scent briefly. Your eyes flit toward him, making contact before he looks away. “I’ll just have to gift it to someone.”

Matthew feels his heart sink momentarily. Of course— of course!— someone like you already has a partner. How foolish would he be to think someone who shines brighter than the sun itself doesn’t already have a moon? He chides himself mentally over and over again.

“I hope you at least read the care instructions,” You tell him. He glances up, confusion gracing his features for a second, before you hand the flower to him. He hesitates before taking it, looking around as if there were anybody else you could possibly be handing it to.

“For you, Matthew,” You say. He wonders if you know the effect you have on him. He wraps his fingers around the delicate blossom, pink petals bouncing with the movement.

“But—!”

“Don’t think too hard about it.” You tilt your head to the side. “Just a flower for my favorite customer. Surely you can’t refuse that, right?”

“I… I guess not,” He concedes, looking down at the flower like it was a gift from a god. He thinks it must’ve been, considering how heavenly you are.

The moment he leaves the shop, he feels as if he’s walking on air. As if the clouds lowered to allow him to step, as if he was floating above the Earth. The feeling in his chest is squeezing his heart so tight he thinks it might burst— and he would be fine with that, if it were at your hand.

Everlasting love, he thinks to himself.

Everlasting love.

That sounds just right.

ꉂ — 𖥦 ♡ ,, ZHANG HAO 𖥻 ❛ red chrysanthemums ❜

ZHANG HAO is not a sap. Sure, he watches a (frankly) embarrassing amount of romance dramas, and yeah, he weaves intricate scenarios of relationships in his mind before he sleeps, but that doesn’t mean anything! He is not a sap.

He doesn’t crave the feeling of another’s hand in his. He doesn’t fantasize about how your lips would slot against his like the missing piece of a puzzle he’s been trying to complete his entire life. And he sure as hell doesn’t wish you would love him the way he loves you. No, absolutely not. That’d be insane.

His heart isn’t speeding up as Ricky alerts him you’re walking his way. He doesn’t fight the urge to check his reflection in Keita’s glasses. He doesn’t take a deep breath to steel his nerves and calm his beating heart.

He doesn’t relish in the sound of your voice as you call his name, the way your gaze is directed at him and only him. No, no, no! He doesn’t, he swears!

“Hao!” You say, tickling his ears like a sweet melody of wind chimes tinkling against each other gently. “Would you mind checking over the Prom plans with me? I need the student head’s approval to move forward!”

Zhang Hao doesn’t slap Keita’s head for making kissy noises at him, and he doesn’t secretly hope there’s an ulterior motive behind your words. No.

“Yeah, of course,” He says. He hopes he looks as calm as he sounds. (And he hopes you don’t see Ricky and Keita pretending to make-out behind him).

“Awesome! I just need your signature to finalize the theme, time, and decorations!” You tell him, holding out the clipboard with a long string of papers attached. You flip through at the speed of light, talking about the different streamers and confetti, and how the theme ‘Night out in New York’ is one of your favorites because it allows creative freedom. He listens to every word.

“The bouquet samples arrived just a few minutes ago, if you want to go check them! That’s actually why I decided to come find you,” You admit, tucking the clipboard away. He nods, as if there was any doubt he’d ever want to spend more time with you.

Hao stands up, brushing off any dust or dirt that might’ve speckled his uniform, and heads off after you. He neglects waving goodbye to his friends, as he could see Yujin and Ollie approaching, and they were sure to make it egregiously well known just how much he liked you. The two couldn’t seem to keep a secret for their lives.

“The flowers were pretty expensive, but the board told me to go all out for Prom! It’s not every year their star students graduate, after all!” You tell him, bouncing as you led him. Hao tried not to smile too hard.

It was true. MNET High had always been an incredibly prestigious school, but the batch in his year were notably exceptional. Between Sung Hanbin, Seok Matthew, Cha Woongi, Keita, and himself, it was no secret this year's seniors were favorites of the school board. Zhang Hao had even managed to snag himself the role of student head— with you as his vice. Originally, it’d been a bother to have someone else working with him, but he’d grown unabashedly grateful for the opportunity to meet you.

“What do you think of them?” You ask, clasping your hands together and rocking back and forth on your heels. Belatedly, Hao realizes you’d arrived at the student center.

“They’re really pretty,” He says earnestly, taking a step toward the bouquets of pink, red, yellow, and blue. He says your name to catch your attention. “Really, they’re beautiful. Did you design the bouquets yourself?”

“Uh, partially,” You reply, seeming bashful to be receiving compliments. “I chose the red chrysanthemums! They’re my favorite flowers.”

“Really? Why?”

“Well— they— they just look cool,” You say lamely, looking away. “I liked to study the meaning of flowers when I was younger.”

“What do red chrysanthemums mean, then?” Hao asks, curious as he slowly lifts a finger over the ridges of the bright petals.

“Oh—! Uh, I forgot,” You say. You’re lying. Obviously. Even he can tell, but he doesn’t push. He watches as your fingers flex, seeming to be in an internal debate with yourself, before you pluck a flower from the bouquet and hand it to him.

“Here. You can… you can look it up yourself, later.”

Zhang hao signs off on the Prom preparations.

He isn’t fighting the urge to take out his phone right now and look up the meaning right now. It isn’t lingering on his mind all the while during his walk back to his friends. He doesn’t fight a smile when he finally sees the meaning.

He doesn’t.

He doesn’t.

“Love and passion.”

That doesn’t mean anything.

It doesn’t.

Zhang hao has never been good at lying to himself.

ꉂ — 𖥦 ♡ ,, PARK GUNWOOK 𖥻 ❛ pink aster ❜

PARK GUNWOOK thinks he must be dead and gone to heaven. That’s the only explanation for your beauty. He wonders if your love story is one of the beauty and the beast; he is hulking and tall, built of muscle and blood. You are lithe and spry, built of springs and ichor.

“Gunwook,” You say, wiping a splotch of dirt from your forehead. Your gloved hands are covered in the substance, and it stains your clothes and skin. Your jeans have green all over the knees, which are threadbare from years of rolling around in the grass. With a trowel in one hand and a handful of weeds in the other, you look every part messy and sweaty. He loves you more than anything.

“Sorry.” He steps forward, trying desperately to ignore how hot it is and how the humid air clings to him as he tries to help you with your garden. Canopies of hanging flowers and grapes hang over his head, drooping down into his eyes and casting a much-appreciated shade over the two of you.

Peas, tomatoes, potatoes and all sorts of wild flowers litter your backyard, some growing in basins and stone patches, some tended to in batches of odd stems and petals.

He takes a handful of weeds and pulls them from the dirt, tossing them into the small pile you’d created.

“You’re seriously perfect for this,” You tell him, watching as he barely uses any of his strength to pull the roots you’d been struggling with the past hour.

“I’m starting to think you’re only dating me for the gardening benefits,” He says, eyes squinting against the sun as he stumbles into a patch of dirt not covered by the overhanging plants.

You gasp in mock offense. “Of course not!”

He gives you a disbelieving look from the corner of his eye.

“I’m dating you because you’re the only one tall enough to pick my grapes, too!”

“I hate you.”

“Love you too!”

You set a basket down beside his feet, empty save for the purple stains of grape-picking seasons long gone.

“Now get to work, peasant!” You exclaim, giving him a deceivingly bright smile. Gunwook can only shake his head, an affectionate smile crossing his face despite himself. Damn you.

“Yes, chef,” He mutters, a reference to the obscene amount of Gordan Ramsey shows you watch. As you work on gathering up the pile of weeds in your arms to toss away in the compost, he busies himself reaching up to pick the long vines of grapes and throw them down into the basket beside him. (He doesn’t actually. He sets them down gently, because he knows you hate when your grapes are squishy).

After a few minutes of picking grapes, the basket half full, Gunwook feels a tug behind his ear, like someone’s pulling his hair. He rolls his eyes for a moment, thinking you must be teasing him, until the light brush of something unfamiliar nestles against his skin.

“Hold—still!” You struggle, trying to balance something behind his ear. He, of course, spins around and catches the item as it falls. A flower, bright pink and petals stretching long, falls into his open palm.

You frown, picking the delicate blossom up not even seconds after it lands and trying to place it again.

“Hey, stop!” He struggles. He doesn’t want pollen in his hair.

You ignore him, continuing to adjust the flower until it lays snuggly parallel to his ear, the petals invading the peripherals of his vision.

“It’s a pink aster!” You tell him. “They’re Aphrodite’s flower, you know!”

He turns the same shade as the flower behind his ear. “You mean, like, the love goddess?”

“Yeah! They symbolize love and charm!” You explain, stepping back to admire Gunwook— or rather, how the flower sits. He looks away, suddenly shy.

You were always the more bold between the two of you, despite what people think. He tends to hesitate before pulling moves on you, and you tend to grab him by the collar and force him to finish them. That’s why he loves you, really.

“…Thanks,” He says, smiling at you as you pick a grape from the basket and wash it under the hose. He has no idea how sanitary it is, but you seem to not care as you plop the fruit into your mouth.

“‘Course. It looks cute on you, princess,” You say, winking as you steal one more grape.

Gunwook kicks at you, pretending to be upset you’re stealing from his harvest, despite his beating heart and loving gaze.

He thinks the entire universe must have conspired to let him find you, and he thanks his lucky stars they did, for he has never felt so deeply for someone.

He loves you so much he pretends not to notice you stealing yet another grape from his basket.

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[gunwookies]

How would seunghwan react when he's jealous?

seunghwan being jealous:

• okay so i can see this going one of two ways

• either he’s extremely jealous and possessive of you

• or he’s so confident in your relationship that he thinks it’s hilarious when other guys flirt with you

• i really can’t tell with him

• if it’s the first scenario i definitely do not want to be the guy who’s flirting with you

• because it’s not going to end well…

• *if looks could kill*

• he’d get really provocative with the guy and basically try to piss him off

• he’s also the type that would definitely get into a fight because of you, if he feels like he needs to defend you

• on the other hand i could see him being amused by the fact that someone is trying to flirt with you

• because he knows the guy doesn’t stand a chance

• so he finds it kinda funny watching the guy embarrass himself, knowing you’re his girl/boy

• i feel like he could be in both of these scenarios depending on how he feels that day and what exactly the other guy is doing

• but generally i see him leaning more towards the possessive/jealous type

• the one thing i’m sure of at the end of the day is that he always wants to make sure you’re happy and safe

[gunwookies]

[gunwookies]

okay but gunwook protective boyfriend agenda

gunwook being protective of you:

• i literally think he’d be the most protective boyfriend of all the guys on boys planet

• like if "protectiveness" had another definition in the dictionary, it would be park gunwook

• he wants to protect you at all costs

• it doesn’t matter whether you’re older or younger than him

• he’s gonna baby and protect you like you’re younger than him either way

• he’s also not hiding the fact that he’s protective of you

• whether another guy is trying to flirt with you or someone is trying to hurt you in any way, they’re gonna feel his anger

• and that’s honestly not something anyone wants to feel

• like if he has to, he would literally get into a physical fight for you

• but generally i feel like he’ll always hold you close when you’re in public

• he either has his hand around your waist or holds your hand

• he just wants to make sure that you always feel safe

• when it comes to protectiveness, no one can beat gunwook

• he’s literally boyfriend material