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[hanniescookie]

I have finally reached the stage of insanity where I'm studying for my mids but all I can think is, "Oh! This concept could turn into a great fic!" •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀ Hence, I might write something very psychological ಠ⁠﹏⁠ಠ

[hanniescookie]

WHY IS HE SO HOT I'M GONNA DO SOMETHING

i’m the horse who needs to be saved..

[hanniescookie]

i’m over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

tagging whoever wants to join!!! 🤍

color the sentence that's true about you >.>

i’m over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

no pressure tags >.>

@snowyquokka @sungiesbbg

[hanniescookie]

glasses - jww

pairing - wonwoo x f!reader

genre/warnings - idol au, fluff, skinship, use of petname, messy baking, reader wears glasses and obv wonu does too, jeonghan cameo bcs i miss him

summary - you and your boyfriend are both blind.

wc - 723

A/N - i can't bear the heartbreak of today so posting some wonu fluff :( as someone who wears glasses, i can confirm that being blind sucks. but also as someone who wears glasses, the idea of this fic made me v giggly, hope y'all like it 🤍 (jeon wonwoo, ilysm)

A lovestruck smile spreads on your face as soon as you step into the kitchen early in the morning. The sight is blurry, but you can make out that it's your boyfriend standing behind a counter full of stuff you can't see from afar.

You had just freshened up in his apartment. Some of the guys had dropped by last night, and you ended up staying over mostly because you fell asleep while the movie was still playing.

In the morning, you didn't find him cuddled up with you, but you could hear some sounds from the kitchen. So you decided to freshen up first, and when you couldn't find your glasses, you decided to walk out carefully in search of him.

“Good morning, love.”

You hear him as you begin walking in his direction, careful enough to not bump into the counter. And only when you're one arm away from him you realise that his eyes are painfully squinted while he pours some flour into the mixing bowl.

“Where are your glasses?”

Wonwoo looks up at you, the muscles of his eyes relaxing as he sighs. “I don't know. Can't find them.”

You frown, moving closer to inspect what he's making. “I can't find mine too! Are you baking?”

He nods, cracking an egg into the bowl with a frown similar to yours now etched on his features. “I wanted to surprise you. I thought I'll bake some cupcakes before you wake up. That's why I didn't waste time finding my glasses too. But doing anything without glasses is sickening. I can feel my head spin.”

Your frown turns into a pout, head whipping up to look at him. You reflexively press a kiss to his arm—the only part of him that's in your reach from where you're standing beside him. “Thank you. You're too sweet.” You add. “Can I help you?”

He shakes his head, smiling softly at you before it turns into a small pout as well. “Can you find our glasses instead?”

You laugh, sidehugging his arm that he's now whisking the batter with. Immediately, he stops and shifts the task to his other hand. “You know that I can't find either of our glasses without my own glasses, right?”

He sighs, exasperatedly. “This blindness is beginning to annoy me. I cannot differentiate between the sugar and the salt. I almost added an extra pinch of salt thinking it was sugar. And now I'm worried I might have grabbed the wrong type of flour."

You laugh harder, rubbing his back and trying to offer what little comfort you can. "Don't worry, we'll find our glasses and start again. Or we can try to muddle through together."

He smiles slightly, still frustrated but appreciative of your attempt to lighten the mood. "I guess that's the best option now. But if these cupcakes turn out to be disasters, I'm blaming our lack of glasses."

“No, but seriously, where could they go?! I fell asleep on the couch last night? Didn't I keep mine on the coffee table?” You ask, head twisting to look into the living room. Wonwoo shifts, layering the batter into the cupcake liners. “I think I took off mine while I was getting a drink from the kitchen. I can't remember that well now.”

“Let me try search—” you are cut off mid speech when Wonwoo pulls you into his chest after successfully keeping the cupcakes in the oven. You gasp a little, eyes widening at the sudden contact.

“Hi.” He smiles at you, and if you weren't already blind, you'd have thought his smile is what blinded you.

“Hi.” You smile back, your arms wrapping around his neck.

“I know we're both frustrated without our glasses, but that shouldn't take my morning kiss away from me, right?”

You giggle at his statement and how he managed to speak with a straight face—only smiling after seeing yours.

“What if you become so engrossed in kissing me that you burn the cupcakes?”

“You do realize that there's a time set in that oven, right?”

You hum, already pressing your lips against his awaiting ones. The cupcakes turn out just great, but you both don't find your glasses up until Wonwoo checks his phone.

[11:03 AM] Jeonghan hyung: Check the top right cabinet of your kitchen for your glasses ;)

[hanniescookie]

glasses - jww

pairing - wonwoo x f!reader

genre/warnings - idol au, fluff, skinship, use of petname, messy baking, reader wears glasses and obv wonu does too, jeonghan cameo bcs i miss him

summary - you and your boyfriend are both blind.

wc - 723

A/N - i can't bear the heartbreak of today so posting some wonu fluff :( as someone who wears glasses, i can confirm that being blind sucks. but also as someone who wears glasses, the idea of this fic made me v giggly, hope y'all like it 🤍 (jeon wonwoo, ilysm)

A lovestruck smile spreads on your face as soon as you step into the kitchen early in the morning. The sight is blurry, but you can make out that it's your boyfriend standing behind a counter full of stuff you can't see from afar.

You had just freshened up in his apartment. Some of the guys had dropped by last night, and you ended up staying over mostly because you fell asleep while the movie was still playing.

In the morning, you didn't find him cuddled up with you, but you could hear some sounds from the kitchen. So you decided to freshen up first, and when you couldn't find your glasses, you decided to walk out carefully in search of him.

“Good morning, love.”

You hear him as you begin walking in his direction, careful enough to not bump into the counter. And only when you're one arm away from him you realise that his eyes are painfully squinted while he pours some flour into the mixing bowl.

“Where are your glasses?”

Wonwoo looks up at you, the muscles of his eyes relaxing as he sighs. “I don't know. Can't find them.”

You frown, moving closer to inspect what he's making. “I can't find mine too! Are you baking?”

He nods, cracking an egg into the bowl with a frown similar to yours now etched on his features. “I wanted to surprise you. I thought I'll bake some cupcakes before you wake up. That's why I didn't waste time finding my glasses too. But doing anything without glasses is sickening. I can feel my head spin.”

Your frown turns into a pout, head whipping up to look at him. You reflexively press a kiss to his arm—the only part of him that's in your reach from where you're standing beside him. “Thank you. You're too sweet.” You add. “Can I help you?”

He shakes his head, smiling softly at you before it turns into a small pout as well. “Can you find our glasses instead?”

You laugh, sidehugging his arm that he's now whisking the batter with. Immediately, he stops and shifts the task to his other hand. “You know that I can't find either of our glasses without my own glasses, right?”

He sighs, exasperatedly. “This blindness is beginning to annoy me. I cannot differentiate between the sugar and the salt. I almost added an extra pinch of salt thinking it was sugar. And now I'm worried I might have grabbed the wrong type of flour."

You laugh harder, rubbing his back and trying to offer what little comfort you can. "Don't worry, we'll find our glasses and start again. Or we can try to muddle through together."

He smiles slightly, still frustrated but appreciative of your attempt to lighten the mood. "I guess that's the best option now. But if these cupcakes turn out to be disasters, I'm blaming our lack of glasses."

“No, but seriously, where could they go?! I fell asleep on the couch last night? Didn't I keep mine on the coffee table?” You ask, head twisting to look into the living room. Wonwoo shifts, layering the batter into the cupcake liners. “I think I took off mine while I was getting a drink from the kitchen. I can't remember that well now.”

“Let me try search—” you are cut off mid speech when Wonwoo pulls you into his chest after successfully keeping the cupcakes in the oven. You gasp a little, eyes widening at the sudden contact.

“Hi.” He smiles at you, and if you weren't already blind, you'd have thought his smile is what blinded you.

“Hi.” You smile back, your arms wrapping around his neck.

“I know we're both frustrated without our glasses, but that shouldn't take my morning kiss away from me, right?”

You giggle at his statement and how he managed to speak with a straight face—only smiling after seeing yours.

“What if you become so engrossed in kissing me that you burn the cupcakes?”

“You do realize that there's a time set in that oven, right?”

You hum, already pressing your lips against his awaiting ones. The cupcakes turn out just great, but you both don't find your glasses up until Wonwoo checks his phone.

[11:03 AM] Jeonghan hyung: Check the top right cabinet of your kitchen for your glasses ;)

[hanniescookie]

yeah, exactly.

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[hanniescookie]

i open tumblr, i see poop posts by @gyuwrites , i laugh and i close tumblr 😭 WHAT IS GOING ON

[hanniescookie]

STOP THIS I'M GIGGLING TOO MUCH 😭😭😭

"kisses for you" ── lee seokmin

🤍 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🤍 warnings, non-idol au, college au, fluff, established relationship, boyfriend seokmin, lots of kissing and touching, lots of giggling, reader is lowkey a tease, romantic tension yippee, seokmin is lowkey whipped for reader, seokmin calls reader lovie (i'm obsessed with that pet name okay), reader calls seokmin by his nicknames (seok, seokkie),

🤍 summary, just you and seokmin kissing the hell out of each other.

🤍 author's note, not even gonna lie seeing these pictures make me go insane 🚶was gonna write something about them the day the update happened but never got around to it so here we go!! sigh excuse for how feral i'm gonna go writing this 😞 this genre of seokmin is just damn perfection i'm sorry

🤍 now playing, les (childish gambino)

🤍 word count, 738 | for @kstrucknet, @maestro-net

"hi, lovie." seokmin peeks his head through the door to your bedroom shyly, and you squeal as you jump up from the bed, running to him and tackling him in a hug.

"seok, hi. how are you?" you pull away, running your hand through seokmin's wavy hair as he chuckles lowly. "i'm good. tired, but well worked out."

smiling, you kiss him quickly, hands on his firm chest as you savor the taste of his familiar chapstick. seokmin is already melting under you before you know it, sighing heavily as you pull away.

"you're so evil, you know that? you know i look forward to your kisses after my workouts, and you attack me with one right at the bedroom door," seokmin whines, face red with embarrassment as he crosses his arms like a toddler having a temper tantrum. the pout on his face is adorable, highlighting his puffy cheeks and sharp nose as he frowns.

giggling softly, you cup seokmin's cheek in your hand, laughing even louder when you see seokmin start to break. he's failing to hold back a smile, and it makes you melt, unable to keep your hands off of him as you run your hands over his muscled arms. the white tank top seokmin was wearing strained his strong body, and you studied every dip of his stomach and flex of his muscle.

"i missed you so much, seokkie," you say softly, watching seokmin as he chuckles at your expression. he picks you up by your waist, kissing your forehead as he walks you to the bed, placing you back down on the sheets softly.

"not as much as i missed you, lovie. it feels like it's been forever since i've seen you." seokmin sighs, stripping himself of his headphones and phone as he makes his way over to the bed, crashing down beside you.

seokmin's cheek hits the pillow with a light thud, and his curly bangs start to spill over onto the pillowcase as you push them away softly, framing seokmin's face with your palm as you kiss his sharp nose. he scrunches his face in reply, unable to hide his smile as you continue to trace your fingers along his face.

"when will you kiss me?" seokmin asks innocently, a small whine in his voice as you scoot closer to him, arms instantly wrapping around his firm waist as you look up at him.

"hmmm, when you ask nice enough." you smile deviously, deciding to tease him a bit. seokmin's eyes suddenly go wide, and he starts to turn red, ears already starting to blush as he sighs. "do i have to?"

"do you want a kiss?" you smile, sitting up as seokmin does the same. he instantly switches his position─he's now sitting on his legs, hands in his lap as he looks up at you with big brown eyes.

"i do. please? can i have a kiss? i'll do anything, lovie." seokmin's so committed to the role you swear you can see tears forming, and you break instantly, sighing as you smile. "god, come here. you're too cute."

seokmin instantly unfolds and stretches out on the bed, reaching for you as you climb on him. seokmin starts to giggle, hand softly coming to cup your cheek as he pushes your hair away from your face.

"now, kiss me. please?" seokmin asks again, and you nod, smiling as you lean in and lock lips with him. seokmin lets out a soft moan under you, hands automatically coming to your sides as he squeezes you softly. you tangle your hands in his hair, breathing in his scent as you smile against seokmin's lips.

moments like these are what you lived for─you loved seeing seokmin at home with you, in your bed, softly kissing you like he had nothing else to do. it made you grow closer to him, you felt, and you always look forward to it─you know seokmin looked forward to it too. he told you that it was one of the reasons he worked out so hard.

once you pull away, you and seokmin are a sighing, blushing mess. you crash on seokmin's chest, the both of you giggling uncontrollably as seokmin pecks tiny kisses all over your face.

"i love you. so, so, much. so, so, so much you don't even know." seokmin whispers, and you giggle, falling silent as you smile softly. "i love you more, seokkie."

[hanniescookie]

Eid Mubarak to all my fellow loves who're celebrating!!! 🤍 I'm unable to properly follow whatever's happening in caratland rn, but Wonu's last live for a while broke me :(

I'm gonna try putting something out before the 3rd for all of our heartbreak to lessen ╥⁠﹏⁠╥ I'm gonna miss him so much :(

Also, I haven't seen my hannie since the last 24 hours hours so I'm feeling a little crazy ಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ Gonna go get my dosage hehe

Once again, happy eid to everyone!! 🪞🤍 Love you all 🤍

[hanniescookie]

STOPPPP THIS IS SOO PERFECT ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ kae ilysm 🩷

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a guide to applying lip balm by @hanniescookie

"Don't dude me. I prefer baby now.”

[hanniescookie]

a guide to applying lip balm - lsm

pairing - seokmin x f!reader

genre/warnings - best friends to lovers, fluff, lots of kissing, implied makeout session, cursing, use of petnames

wc - 1.3K

summary - your best friend asks you to teach him how to apply lip balm, but that spirals into something else.

A/N - seokmin applying lipbalm with one hand and then blowing a kiss will never leave me, but i failed to Inspire this fic completely from that. nevertheless, i am happy to finally post 😣🤍

“That is not how you apply lip balm, Seokmin.”

You remark with a sigh, watching your best friend move his lips around as if trying to catch the balm, rather than smoothly gliding the stick across his lips. It's a bit awkward and humorous but cute at the same time.

He grins, popping the lid back on and turning to you. “Teach me how to apply it then.”

You can't help but laugh at his request, his eyes sparkling with curiosity as he hands the lip balm to you. You stare at it for a second longer, before mindlessly scooting closer on the couch.

“Okay, let me show you," you say, taking the sleek tube from him without much thought. You twist off the cap, revealing the soft, shiny balm inside.

"First, you want to make sure your lips are clean and dry," you explain, gently wiping Seokmin's lips with your thumb. He sputters a little at the contact, and only after seeing his expression do you realize what's happening.

Your first instinct is to blush furiously, and your hand falters against his jaw. You refuse to look straight into his eyes for more than a second because the look that he's giving you makes your stomach flip.

How could you be so dumb? Why in the world were you teaching him how to apply a stupid lip balm?

“You can use tissue paper,” he says in a low voice. His lips move against your thumb and your whole hand vibrates. It's nearly like an electric shock.

It dawns on you rather late that he's implying he wants you to go on and also that his lips are messily moisturised because he applied lip balm some minutes ago.

You don't want to go on. You don't think you have that kind of self control—being in such close proximity to your best friend who you've loved for years and not kissing him.

You swallow, backing away a little to find some tissues but he's already holding one for you to take. Though you can't tell when he grabbed it, you take it and carefully begin dabbing it on his beautiful lips.

Once the balm is somewhat removed, you hold the stick up to his lips. "Next, you want to apply a small amount of balm to your lips," you continue, demonstrating the correct technique. "Just glide the stick across your lips, making sure to cover them evenly."

You hope he fails to catch the way your hand is shaking, but you successfully see how his cheeks have turned pink. It gives you a little boost of confidence. Is he affected too?

"Now it's your turn," you say, handing the lip balm back to him. Seokmin takes it, his fingers brushing against yours, and you guide his hand to help him apply it smoothly.

However, he stops. You raise your brows questioningly.

His words are all over the place when he speaks, his finger pointing to his mouth. “I— uh I already have lip balm on, so…”

Your eyes widen slightly, realizing that you indeed just applied it for him.

“I'll wipe it off.” He reaches for the tissue box on the coffee table, and you don't know what, but something stirs inside you. Something so intense that you grab his wrist to stop him.

“I have another way to wipe it off.”

Stupid stupid stupid. Why would you say that?!

Seokmin genuinely looks confused, his eyes turning bigger as he stares at you. He looks adorable, and much more kissable now. You want to dump every common sense in your body and do what your intrusive thoughts are telling you.

Stupidly, you do exactly that.

You lean closer to him, fingers tightening around his wrist as your lips press against his glossy ones. You can't believe the sigh that leaves your mouth at the touch—you feel like you have starved for his lips.

Seokmin seems a little frozen at first, his eyes widening even more if it's possible. Then he shuts them tightly, his heart pounding uncontrollably in his chest. He can't seem to move, because as much as he has wanted it for years, he can't take any risks. Not with you.

He waits till you pull away without kissing him at all. It was just a firm press of your lips together, and both your ears are hot.

The look on his face makes you assume that you have fucked up. Your heart drops and you sputter out apologies that he can't hear. Seokmin is too busy staring at your lips, and reminiscing how they felt against his own.

Your train of apologies is interrupted by his sudden voice. “I think my lips aren't completely wiped yet.”

You pause. Everything in Seokmin's living room feels dead still. The whole world falls silent. Until he speaks again, his voice so low you fear you would've missed it. “You could–you could try again.”

Your lips find him in the next second. This time, you can't tell if it's his sigh or yours, because you're too engrossed in the feeling of his soft, glossy lips gliding against yours.

It's a gentle kiss, soft yet urgent in a way that tells you he's waited as long as you. Your hands wrap around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as he pulls you closer by the waist, almost in his lap.

By the time you pull away, you're both breathless. His forehead rests against yours as you both try coming down from the high.

Now it hits. You've crossed this line that you both had carefully drawn over the course of your friendship.

You pull your head back a little, staring at him. His lips are slightly puffy, and his hair are messy on his forehead. He looks more kissable—it almost feels insane. But you do not let your intrusive thoughts win this time.

“Seokmin.” You call out gently. He hums, big eyes meeting yours in a way that makes him look incredibly small. You have so much to say, yet what comes out is entirely stupid and baseless.

“Do you want to continue learning?”

“Learning what?”

“How to apply lip balm.”

Seokmin giggles. The sound makes your head cloudy. You don't know what has caused him to laugh like that, but you know you would do anything to continue making him laugh.

His large hand cradles your face, suddenly making you feel smaller. “Will you wipe it off like this again?”

You fail to control the smile that takes up your features. It's a little shy, a little goofy and mostly surprised. “Does this mean you like me?”

He raises his eyebrows, his warm face lighting up more. Slowly, he nods, making you gasp.

“Fucking hell, dude.”

He bites his lip, and tries to contain his beautiful smile. “Don't dude me. I prefer baby now.”

You stare at him in complete shock, unable to believe how things have spiraled in a matter of few minutes.

It's stupid of you to look like a deer caught in headlights after kissing your best friend and hearing his confession, because now he's starting to look unsure.

“I mean—you don't have to call me baby. I was just saying it as a joke. I don't—do you even like me?”

It's your turn to giggle. You all but throw yourself on him, holding his face in your hands and pecking his lips. “I have liked you for years, baby.”

Seokmin thinks he can faint. If somebody were to tell him that the world is ending right now, he wouldn't bat an eye. He will die gladly in your arms with the memory of you calling him baby.

When his lips find yours again, you know that once this high is over, you both will likely have a lot to talk about. But for now, you let the lip balm in his hand poke your back as you kiss him. You'll deal with the practicality as it comes.

[hanniescookie]

a guide to applying lip balm - lsm

pairing - seokmin x f!reader

genre/warnings - best friends to lovers, fluff, lots of kissing, implied makeout session, cursing, use of petnames

wc - 1.3K

summary - your best friend asks you to teach him how to apply lip balm, but that spirals into something else.

A/N - seokmin applying lipbalm with one hand and then blowing a kiss will never leave me, but i failed to Inspire this fic completely from that. nevertheless, i am happy to finally post 😣🤍

| @maestro-net

“That is not how you apply lip balm, Seokmin.”

You remark with a sigh, watching your best friend move his lips around as if trying to catch the balm, rather than smoothly gliding the stick across his lips. It's a bit awkward and humorous but cute at the same time.

He grins, popping the lid back on and turning to you. “Teach me how to apply it then.”

You can't help but laugh at his request, his eyes sparkling with curiosity as he hands the lip balm to you. You stare at it for a second longer, before mindlessly scooting closer on the couch.

“Okay, let me show you," you say, taking the sleek tube from him without much thought. You twist off the cap, revealing the soft, shiny balm inside.

"First, you want to make sure your lips are clean and dry," you explain, gently wiping Seokmin's lips with your thumb. He sputters a little at the contact, and only after seeing his expression do you realize what's happening.

Your first instinct is to blush furiously, and your hand falters against his jaw. You refuse to look straight into his eyes for more than a second because the look that he's giving you makes your stomach flip.

How could you be so dumb? Why in the world were you teaching him how to apply a stupid lip balm?

“You can use tissue paper,” he says in a low voice. His lips move against your thumb and your whole hand vibrates. It's nearly like an electric shock.

It dawns on you rather late that he's implying he wants you to go on and also that his lips are messily moisturised because he applied lip balm some minutes ago.

You don't want to go on. You don't think you have that kind of self control—being in such close proximity to your best friend who you've loved for years and not kissing him.

You swallow, backing away a little to find some tissues but he's already holding one for you to take. Though you can't tell when he grabbed it, you take it and carefully begin dabbing it on his beautiful lips.

Once the balm is somewhat removed, you hold the stick up to his lips. "Next, you want to apply a small amount of balm to your lips," you continue, demonstrating the correct technique. "Just glide the stick across your lips, making sure to cover them evenly."

You hope he fails to catch the way your hand is shaking, but you successfully see how his cheeks have turned pink. It gives you a little boost of confidence. Is he affected too?

"Now it's your turn," you say, handing the lip balm back to him. Seokmin takes it, his fingers brushing against yours, and you guide his hand to help him apply it smoothly.

However, he stops. You raise your brows questioningly.

His words are all over the place when he speaks, his finger pointing to his mouth. “I— uh I already have lip balm on, so…”

Your eyes widen slightly, realizing that you indeed just applied it for him.

“I'll wipe it off.” He reaches for the tissue box on the coffee table, and you don't know what, but something stirs inside you. Something so intense that you grab his wrist to stop him.

“I have another way to wipe it off.”

Stupid stupid stupid. Why would you say that?!

Seokmin genuinely looks confused, his eyes turning bigger as he stares at you. He looks adorable, and much more kissable now. You want to dump every common sense in your body and do what your intrusive thoughts are telling you.

Stupidly, you do exactly that.

You lean closer to him, fingers tightening around his wrist as your lips press against his glossy ones. You can't believe the sigh that leaves your mouth at the touch—you feel like you have starved for his lips.

Seokmin seems a little frozen at first, his eyes widening even more if it's possible. Then he shuts them tightly, his heart pounding uncontrollably in his chest. He can't seem to move, because as much as he has wanted it for years, he can't take any risks. Not with you.

He waits till you pull away without kissing him at all. It was just a firm press of your lips together, and both your ears are hot.

The look on his face makes you assume that you have fucked up. Your heart drops and you sputter out apologies that he can't hear. Seokmin is too busy staring at your lips, and reminiscing how they felt against his own.

Your train of apologies is interrupted by his sudden voice. “I think my lips aren't completely wiped yet.”

You pause. Everything in Seokmin's living room feels dead still. The whole world falls silent. Until he speaks again, his voice so low you fear you would've missed it. “You could–you could try again.”

Your lips find him in the next second. This time, you can't tell if it's his sigh or yours, because you're too engrossed in the feeling of his soft, glossy lips gliding against yours.

It's a gentle kiss, soft yet urgent in a way that tells you he's waited as long as you. Your hands wrap around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as he pulls you closer by the waist, almost in his lap.

By the time you pull away, you're both breathless. His forehead rests against yours as you both try coming down from the high.

Now it hits. You've crossed this line that you both had carefully drawn over the course of your friendship.

You pull your head back a little, staring at him. His lips are slightly puffy, and his hair are messy on his forehead. He looks more kissable—it almost feels insane. But you do not let your intrusive thoughts win this time.

“Seokmin.” You call out gently. He hums, big eyes meeting yours in a way that makes him look incredibly small. You have so much to say, yet what comes out is entirely stupid and baseless.

“Do you want to continue learning?”

“Learning what?”

“How to apply lip balm.”

Seokmin giggles. The sound makes your head cloudy. You don't know what has caused him to laugh like that, but you know you would do anything to continue making him laugh.

His large hand cradles your face, suddenly making you feel smaller. “Will you wipe it off like this again?”

You fail to control the smile that takes up your features. It's a little shy, a little goofy and mostly surprised. “Does this mean you like me?”

He raises his eyebrows, his warm face lighting up more. Slowly, he nods, making you gasp.

“Fucking hell, dude.”

He bites his lip, and tries to contain his beautiful smile. “Don't dude me. I prefer baby now.”

You stare at him in complete shock, unable to believe how things have spiraled in a matter of few minutes.

It's stupid of you to look like a deer caught in headlights after kissing your best friend and hearing his confession, because now he's starting to look unsure.

“I mean—you don't have to call me baby. I was just saying it as a joke. I don't—do you even like me?”

It's your turn to giggle. You all but throw yourself on him, holding his face in your hands and pecking his lips. “I have liked you for years, baby.”

Seokmin thinks he can faint. If somebody were to tell him that the world is ending right now, he wouldn't bat an eye. He will die gladly in your arms with the memory of you calling him baby.

When his lips find yours again, you know that once this high is over, you both will likely have a lot to talk about. But for now, you let the lip balm in his hand poke your back as you kiss him. You'll deal with the practicality as it comes.

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⠀𖼥ৎ⠀“what we wanted” ₍ c.sc ₎

───── ABOUT an unexpected kiss helps you and seungcheol become more than friends, just what both of you wished for.

⋆ 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, f2l, humour ⋆ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: seungcheol x gn!reader ⋆ 𝒄𝒘: skinship, kissing, food (orange), triggering word (d!e), ⋆ 𝒘𝒄: 1.2k (I always get carried away)

A/N: anon! tyy for requesting! hope u enjoy reading this, and hopefully it's what you wanted !! ⁠(✿◠ᴗ◠)

“Yah, it's supposed to be mine!” Seungkwan whined, swinging Seungcheol's arm back and forth as he watched him give the other half of an orange to you.

“You won't die,” Seungcheol counters, flashing a smile to Seungkwan—to which he rolled his eyes.

“That's so unfair—”

“Here, it's yours.” Taking the half of the orange Seungcheol was giving you, you hand it to Seungkwan with a grin. “Enjoy~” you coo as Seungcheol stares at you in disbelief. Eyes wide, lips apart and the way his hands froze mid-air emphasized the genuine betrayal he felt.

You watch as Seungkwan runs off with the orange, taunting Seungcheol for being a ‘loser’ for you. Which was a normal thing you hear from his friends, and you had also grown used to it, thinking it's just a way they tease him.

But it is true that, for a friend, he was too perfect. And to some point, he does make you feel like you're more than friends.

Suddenly, you are reminded of the fact that Seungcheol was standing just in front of you, facing the direction of the river as he side eyed you with a pout.

You shift your gaze on him, bursting into laughter. You reach out to place a hand on his shoulder, but he shurgs it away grumpily.

“You look like a grumpy grandpa right now,” you teased with an amused smile, tilting your head to get a better look at him. He scoffs, folding his arms.

“So now you're ungrateful and inconsiderate.” He huffed, trying his best to not break into a smile.

“C’mon, he really wanted to have them. Plus, he looked so cute that I couldn't resist.” You bump his shoulder with yours, watching as his lips parted slightly.

“Cute!?” He turns around, unfolding his arms, his face painted with ‘disbelief’ as if you had just tore his heart apart.

Your smile immediately widens, and you nod. “He really is. You can't argue.”

His lips jut out in a pout—dramatic, exaggerated and adorable. He really couldn't argue with that.

“I remember when you used to call me the cutest,” he mumbles, turning around again. “I guess it's Seungkwan now.”

“I never said that, cheol,” You chuckle, stepping forward to look at him properly.

“You're still the cutest, trust me.” You say, wrapping your hands around his arm. 

And he swears his heart skipped a beat.

“I don't believe you.” He said, but his voice was soft and sounded less sulky. You bite your bottom lip, trying to think of something that would lighten up his mood.

Suddenly, you pull on his arm a little, causing him to lean to your side and you originally planned to peck his cheek, but he turns his head at that very moment.

As if everything went in the complete opposite direction of what was supposed to happen, both of you freeze on the spot—your lips pressed against his. Your stomach did a weird twirl, your cheeks burning up.

His eyes widened, yours did too, but neither of you pulled away. Because neither of you were able to process what just happened.

You just stared at each other for what felt like hours rather than seconds, and you were the first one to pull away. That too just by an inch.

You notice Seungcheol's eyes—glinting with something that you couldn't pinpoint. Finally, you return back to your senses and push yourself away from him, looking at everything but him.

Meanwhile, Seungcheol blinked and gradually straightened himself. He had already processed everything, but his body refused to react in any way.

“I— I’m sorry…” your voice almost below a whisper, you mutter. But he caught it, a chuckle escaping from his lips.

You paused.

He was laughing.

While you were trying your best not to freak out and prayed that you didn't look so obvious with your face painted in a bright shade of red, he was laughing.

You turned around hesitantly, watching as he hung his head low and laughed softly.

“...why are you—”

“Isn't this what we wanted?” His voice carried softness, and so did his eyes. The kind of softness you've heard only when he's feeling a bit vulnerable.

Before you could manage to form your next words, Seungcheol turned to face you with a gentle but knowing smile.

“What do you mean…?” You look at him as he takes a step closer to you. But you didn't even flinch or move away. As if you wanted him to do that.

He slowly reaches out to cup your cheeks in his hands, his thumb grazing your skin gently. “Your cheeks are warm,” he points out, causing you to look away.

A comfortable silence between you two lingers before Seungcheol speaks, his voice much lower now.

“Can we do that again?” He asks, and you immediately look at him, eyes widening. He studies your expression before he continues with a smile. A smile that makes you want to forget everything and just kiss him.

“Properly this time.” He adds, staring at you with eyes of hope but a hint of nervousness hidden behind them.

‘What if you say no?’ Even though he is sure of the fact that you like him just as much as he likes you, a part of him is reluctant if he said that too early.

All of his thoughts come to an end as the corners of your lips curve into a smile. You swear you see his eyes flicker to your lips, and you also swear that your heart skipped a beat.

“How can I say no to such a tempting offer?”

That was it. Without a second thought, Seungcheol didn't slow this down for the sake of you two and pressed his lips against yours. Soft and steady, he gave you time to react as your hands reached up to rest on his shoulders.

Finally, his hands moved away from your cheeks and trailed down to rest on your hips. In a slow motion, his lips moved against yours as if he wanted to get used to the sudden rush of emotions.

But before you could realise, it pulled both of you in so much that it lasted for almost a minute. He pulled away, slightly breathless even though it was basically just your lips hovering above each other's.

“Am I a good kisser?”

“Might need some time to find that out.” You respond, your smile reaching up till your eyes, mirroring his.

Maybe it was not that perfect of a kiss, but it was much better for a first kiss. And you felt a sense of relief knowing the fact that you have time until your perfect kiss now.

Now that you're his and he is yours.

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BRUISES AND KISSES

Jeonghan was always protective of you, sometimes to a fault.

❧ PAIRING; jeonghan x reader

❧ GENRE; hurt/comfort, fluff

❧ TAGS/WARNINGS; established relationship, mention of a fight, mentions of injuries, hurt/comfort, fluff

❧ WORDCOUNT; 0.8k

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Jeonghan sat on the worn-out motel bed with his knuckles split and crusted with dried blood. His bottom lip was swollen, and a thin line of red traced down to his chin where a fresh cut sat angrily against his skin.

Your hands were shaking as you reached for him, and your fingers hesitated just before touching his cheek. Your breath hitched. Your chest rose and fell too fast, too erratic.

Jeonghan tilted his head slightly as his bruised jaw tightened. “Baby—”

“Don’t,” you whispered, shaking your head as you tried to hold back the tears welling up in your eyes.

You practically watched it all unfold. The way the man at the bar smirked at you. The crude words he spat in your direction. The way Jeonghan reacted without hesitation.

You barely processed the insult before Jeonghan shoved his chair back with a loud scrape and his fists already flying. It was brutal — quick, ruthless and filled with an anger you rarely saw in him.

But now, as he sat there battered and bruised, he didn’t look angry. He looked at you the way he always did. A softness that made your chest ache. A small, lopsided smile played on his busted lips, and that broke you.

Finally letting the tears spill over, you let out a shaky sob.

“Baby, please don’t cry,” Jeonghan mumbled tenderly, though his voice was rough.

You sniffled and ignored him as your fingers hovered over his cheek before pressing against his jaw. When he flinched slightly, you flinched back in response.

Your heart squeezed painfully in your chest. “You’re hurt,” you whispered almost inaudibly.

Jeonghan exhaled through his nose, his fingers twitching against his thigh as if he wanted to reach for you. “It’s not as bad as it looks” he tried to reassure you.

But you shot him a look that told him you weren’t in the mood for his nonchalance.

“You always do this,” you said.

“You act like you’re made of stone, like you can take every hit without flinching.”

Your hands curled into tight fists against your lap. “But I saw you Jeonghan. I saw him punch you. I saw the blood.”

Jeonghan sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Y/n I love you, and I wasn’t gonna let him talk to you like that.”

Your throat tightened. “I know.”

And that was the worst part. You knew.

Jeonghan was always protective of you, sometimes to a fault. He would do anything to shield you, even if it meant breaking himself in the process. It scared you — this self-destructive need he had to take on the world for you sake. You loved him for it, but God, you hated it too.

You reached forward and gently cupped his face in your hands. His skin was warm in your palms as your eyes traced every bruise and every scrape.

Jeonghan just let you, and his body relaxed under your gentle touch. He always did.

Slowly, you leaned in and your lips pressed the softest kiss against the corner of his mouth — right where the wound met unbroken skin.

Jeonghan sucked in a sharp breath, and his body went still.

Your lips lingered for a second longer as a silent apology and a silent plea for him to stop putting himself in harm’s way for you.

You pulled back slightly, your eyes still glossy with unshed tears and your bottom lip trembling. “You scare me when you do this,” you admitted.

Jeonghan’s expression softened. He reached his hand out and used his thumb to brush away a stray tear from your cheek.

“I’m sorry baby, I don’t mean to.”

You let out a shaky laugh. “I know.”

For a moment, you both sat in silence. Then, Jeonghan finally moved. His fingers slipped under your chin and tilted your face up so you were looking at him again.

“Come here,” he whispered.

You hesitated for only a second before closing the space between you. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders as you buried your face in the crook of his neck. Jeonghan let out a quiet sigh, his arms coming around you to hold you close.

“You’re okay,” you mumbled against his skin, as if saying it enough times would make it true.

“I am now” Jeonghan pressed a kiss against your temple.

You pulled back and looked at him in the eyes intently. “Promise me,” you managed through a broken whisper.

Jeonghan knew what you were asking.

He let out a slow breath as his fingers tracer circles against your lower back. “I promise to try.”

It wasn’t the promise you wanted. But it was Jeonghan. And for now, that was enough.

You sighed and leaned in again, pressing another kiss to his bruised lip. It was softer this time, like you were trying to heal the wound with every touch. Jeonghan kissed you back just as slow and gentle, despite the pain it probably caused him.

When you both finally pulled away, Jeonghan gave you that same lopsided grin.

“You should see the other guy.”

You rolled your eyes as a watery laugh escaped your lips. “Idiot.”

Jeonghan chuckled, but winced slightly. “But I’m your idiot.”

And God help you, he was.

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