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[mejaemin]

wtf yall another 1k 😭😭😭 im not gonna say this was expected… but it lowkey was

thank you so much again !! this sort of concept has been a staple in my writing for a looooong time (back to my g****in i****t era) and so i love love love writing it !!! thanks for enjoying yall 😋😋

hiiii congrats on reaching 600 followers!! can i please request the prompt 17 with hesseung? thank u 🫶🏻

heeseung + fucking, but one is still trying to keep all of their attention on the game they’re playing

(18+ mdni !!!) warnings: cherryseung, exhibitionism, cockwarming, sittin on it while he’s on the game 😛😍😛 an: trying a diff format for the responses 😋😋 do we likey?

your breaths are quick, staccato as your head lays on heeseung’s shoulder. your entire body is on fire, burning with arousal. it’s almost uncomfortable, to the point where you want to leave your boyfriend’s lap and take care of yourself.

“fuck!” he yells, throwing obscenities left and right at his friends. you look over your shoulder, and his screen is red, death animation playing.

it’s so hot, and you can’t help but start moving your hips ever so slightly on his length. heeseung always talks to you so sweetly, using only the nicest and kindest words to you. it’s such a contrast to how he is now, cussing like a sailor and barking orders at the boys. the knowledge that he’s so sweet to you, and his personality changes so quickly when he speaks to others drives you insane. his flowery, cute, affectionate personality is for you, and you only.

there’s sweat dripping down his temples, running down his neck, blood red from the hair dye still clinging to his scalp. you can see his jaw clench, gritting his teeth as he fights the urge to indulge you. playing the game one handed, he grips your hip with the other, trying soso hard to stop you from bouncing on his cock. it might put you in a tough spot later, but you know how adamant he was on playing tonight, and even told you (with regretful, apologetic kisses,) that there isn’t a single thing that would get him to shut it off. it wouldn’t be so bad to put that to the test, would it?

even now, when your tongue glides over his stained red skin, whining softly when his headset mic is right next to you, he simply swallows hard, trying to keep his composure, constantly struggling and respawning in the game, heavy breaths turning to groans even while unmuted.

[cheers2hani]

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Soft Serenity

Synopsis: Watching your boyfriend sleep is one of the best things in the world.

Pairing: Jeonghan x gn!reader

Genre: fluff, one shot

Rating: sfw

Word count: 529

Warnings: none! Lemme know if I missed anything!

Note: Need me a Jeonghan right now ㅠㅠ

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Safe. That's what you felt at the moment, in your boyfriend's arms as you watched him sleep. Streaks of sunlight peak in through the blinds, illuminating your boyfriend's face and making him look more ethereal than he already does. His blonde hair, which he recently dyed for the upcoming comeback, frames his face, truly making him look like an angel.

You smile at the thought of your boyfriend being known as an 'angel' among his fans when, in fact, he's quite the opposite. Not a day goes by when you're not dealing with the consequences of dating this angel-like devil. But you know for a fact that you wouldn't give it up for the world.

Ever since you met Jeonghan, every day has been an adventure. Even if most days you spend with him are at home cuddling, he somehow always manages to keep you on your toes, either through cheeky remarks or 'harmless' pranks. You can't imagine your life before you met him; it seemed so monotonous and bland, like something was always missing. And when you met Jeonghan, it finally clicked; he was the puzzle piece that was missing in your life.

You bring your focus back to the man in front of you. You gently use your finger to trace his beautiful features, careful not to wake him. You've always marvelled at how beautiful Jeonghan looked, even admitting to him that he looked more beautiful than you, to which he laughed and cooed, saying that to him, you're the most beautiful thing in the entire universe.

Your finger stops when you reach his lips, which are pouting due to his face being squished by the pillow. You'd never admit this to him, but you're addicted to his lips. You can kiss him for hours and still want more. The feeling of his lips on your skin always makes you shudder, even if it is just an innocent peck on the cheek. You lean forward to place a gentle kiss on his pouting lips, silently giggling to yourself.

Jeonghan's pout turns into a smile as he shifts to bring you closer to him, causing you to let out a small squeak. He then places a kiss on the corner of your lips before snuggling his face into your neck.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" You softly ask, moving your hands to thread them in his hair. He shakes his head.

"I've been awake this whole time," he mumbles into your neck, and you swear you can feel him smile.

"So you knew I was watching you this whole time?!" You could feel your cheeks heat up at the thought of Jeonghan catching you admiring him.

"You looked so happy, so I just let you be," he hums, "plus it felt nice."

"You're going to tease me about it later, aren't you?"

"Definitely."

You let out a defeated sigh as you continue to rake your fingers through his hair. With Jeonghan, there's definitely no winning. But with him, there definitely will be happiness, excitement, comfort, safety, and serenity. You feel him place a kiss on your neck, making you giggle softly.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

[cheers2hani]

i love !!!

yoon jeonghan + “do you think you’re a polar bear or something?!”

it’s when jeonghan notices you shivering for the third time that night that he huffs, a puff of mist escaping his own breath. “remember to wear a scarf,” he had said. “it won’t be cold,” you had countered. now you’re stubbornly waiting in the middle of the sidewalk for the rest of your entourage, trying to pretend like the cold never bothered you anyway.

jeonghan loves you. and because he loves you, he knows when you deserve a good chiding; like now:

“jeez, do you think you’re a polar bear or something?” he unravels the fluffy white scarf he’s got on and wraps it around your neck. he makes a big show of making one of those elegant bows with it, tying you up like a pretty present.

“there you go!” one last fluff-up. he interlaces your hand in his, stuffing it in his pocket; the sudden warmth of the heat pack inside tickles you.

he turns to look out for his friends again, when you try to say something. your voice is muffled by the scarf.

“what was that?” he’s still craning his neck for any sight of seungkwan and chan. why are they always late–

a small peck on his cheek. “thank you, hannie.”

finally turning to you, he smiles. “always, polar bear.”

[cheers2hani]

my man right here !!!1!1!1!1

yoon jeonghan (윤정한) - "legos and books"

featuring: 윤정한, and you.

~~in which ... you read books while jeonghan plays with his lego blocks, that counts as spending time together right? word count - 335

@hanniescookie, here you go my angel !! dad!jeonghan, prince!jeonghan, coming up soon...🫦🫦

jeonghan sat on the living room floor, surrounded by a sprawling cityscape he had meticulously constructed from his vast collection of Lego blocks. his brow furrowed in concentration as he carefully placed each tiny piece, determined to create the perfect skyline.

across from him, you were curled up on the couch, a book resting on your lap as you read quietly. the soft rustling of pages turning was the only sound that filled the cozy room, along with the occasional click of Lego blocks snapping into place.

jeonghan glanced up from his spider-man creation to steal a glance at you. your eyes were focused on the pages, your lips slightly parted in a way that made you look utterly adorable. he felt a warmth spread through his chest as he watched you, content in your own little world.

unable to resist the urge, jeonghan reached out and gently clasped your ankle, giving it a tender squeeze. you looked up from your book, your eyes meeting his with a soft smile.

"mm, you look really cute when you're focused on your book," jeonghan remarked, feeling a little shy but wanting to express the admiration he felt for you.

you giggled at his shyness. "we're dating hannie, why so shy hm?"

jeonghan ducked his head, a hint of a pleased smile on his lips. "even though we're dating, you still make me feel butterflies and all. even if it's just your presence."

he enjoyed working on his Lego projects, finding a sense of satisfaction in the precision and creativity it required. and he especially loved doing it in the peaceful presence of you.

you fell back into a comfortable silence, jeonghan continuing to build while you flipped through more pages of your novel. every now and then, jeonghan would glance up to admire your profile, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him.

this was his idea of a perfect evening - spending quiet time together, engaged in your own interests, but still close enough to feel connected.

[mejaemin]

thank you so much and happy 1k to this fic 🤍 i did NOT expect this from something that was so low effort, and was one of those quick, didn’t really care kind of drabbles. everything i write for jeonghan is strictly from the heart and so i kind of hated this (and still do a little) and am so surprised to see that this happened! it’s my second fic to reach 1k alongside caramel and i can’t wait to start the fic i have planned to celebrate this! (hint: it’s going to be very poetic, and very romantic)

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so hot… - yoon jeonghan

wc: 0.6k summary: jeonghan’s new haircut is so attractive that it woke you right out of your sleep! warnings: fluff, jeonghan baby talking reader (i KNOW he would do this nobody can tell me otherwise), the haircut 👅 an: this hair cut has me feeling 1,000 feelings at once

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you’re not even awake right now. you’re completely delirious, to the point where your eyes are barely open, your hands shaking with the feeling of getting up so abruptly, not even getting a chance to get rid of the drool on your cheek. you felt your bedroom lights turn on, and through the one eye you cracked open, all you saw was something different about your boyfriend, and that alone was enough to get you on your feet.

the whine that fell from your lips paired with your disheveled self stumbling across the bedroom definitely caught him off guard with the way his eyes widened, cheeks a little pink as he opened his arms for you.

“hey angel..” he chuckles, smirking at the way you run your hands through his cropped hair, still in your sleep addled daze. “it’s nice, hm?”

you don’t say anything, very overwhelmed in the moment. it was definitely a mistake to get up like that, your head aching a bit and your heart beating out of your chest due to using energy you hadn’t gotten yet. you dip your head into the crook of his neck, pressing your lips to it as a response. he’s so warm, and you don’t know if you’re alive or sleeping against him, but you’re so comfortable that you feel like sleeping standing up.

“you’re still so sleepy, aren’t you, baby?” you don’t even need to see his face to know he’s pouting at you, always having an urge to baby talk you all the time.

you’re so tired that all you can do is whine, bringing yourself a little closer to him. his hands find your waist, rubbing circles that are so soothing he’s really not helping your case. his lips find the top of your head, and you stay like that for a few minutes until you eventually end up actually falling asleep.

it’s only seconds before you wake up again, gentle hands pushing hair out of your face. your eyes open barely a crack, and jeonghan’s looking down at you with the sweetest lovestruck look in his eyes. you open your own a little wider, and then fully upon remembering his new haircut, smiling to yourself at the sight.

“ ‘s so nice, hannie… so hot..” it’s not even on purpose, but your face is so puffy from sleep that you have a natural pout on your lips, and it only makes your boyfriend coo at you even more.

“thank you so much, angel. now why don’t you go lay back down, okay? i’ll join you in a moment, i just need to undress.” he gently leads you back to your shared bed, pulling the blanket up to your chin before turning away.

he sets his glasses on his nightstand before making his way to the closet. on the way he pulls off his sweatshirt, nothing underneath because what’s the point? you’re falling in and out of consciousness as you watch him get undressed, fair skin completely on display and so beautiful that it keeps you tethered to the living world. a quick glance at the time tells you it’s nearly midnight, jeonghan’s “date” with seungcheol going late into the night.

finally, in nothing but a pair of boxers, he flicks the bedroom light off and crawls into bed next to you. pulling you into his chest, you’re able to finally relax and go back to sleep, not without letting him know one last thing.

“i love it, hannie, love you.. your hair.. want you so bad..” you mumble into his chest.

he chuckles, running a hand up and down your hip. “okay, angel. we’ll see about that in the morning,”

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svt 🏷️ @coquettejunnie

[mejaemin]

i dont usually reblog my posts like this but i need to w this one bc its actually my fav !!! usually reading my own stuff doesn’t hit like reading other people’s but this one !!?! i love it !!! this is my child !!! i don’t think anything else in my masterlist tops this. not even caramel, the thing that birthed this

timeless - lee donghyuck

wc: 1.6k

summary: visiting a photobooth, yours and hyuck’s love is evident, and with your pair of photo strips it’s now timeless <3

warnings: not proofread, sexual jokes, so much fluff, don’t read this if you’re single !!! it’s so cute and so romantic it will make you feel lonely !!! (i say while being single)

an: umm i may or may not have written this in one hour… i was completely stuck and decided to write a sentence, see what happens, and then all of a sudden i finished it 😨 i hope you all enjoy !!! i actually love this sm (˶◜ᵕ◝˶) tysm to my love @cigsaftersuh for requesting !!! enjoy ♡

(caramel masterlist here!! ʕ ᵔⰙᵔ⠕ʔ)

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you’re making your way to the end of the amusement park, everyone in your group feeling very out of it. since at least two rides ago, your child, technically your boyfriend, had been dragging his feet. all of hyuck’s friends were getting tired too, you could see it in the way their eyes drooped and they lazily chewed at the cotton candy and other snacks in their hands.

it truly was a fun day, heading out at around noon to go to an amusement park all day with hyuck and his friends. it was something that you were truthfully dreading, being that you never really liked them that much, but the way his face lit up at the idea of attending was something you could never say no to. and truthfully, after a while they weren’t so bad. maybe their frontal lobes have all developed and are finally becoming men with humor that isn’t backed by jokes about farts and genitalia.

anyway, you’re getting closer to the entrance when donghyuck finally stops using you as a human crutch, grabbing your attention before pointing toward something in the distance. following the direction of his finger, you spot a photobooth in the distance and you’re immediately making your way towards it. he takes a large sip of whatever heavily sugared drink he bought earlier in the day, using it to wake up before telling the group where you’re running off to.

“we’re going to the photobooth, so don’t leave us while we’re in there.” he says, stretching and shaking away his fatigue.

immediately, jaemin’s looking at the metal box and its red curtain, smirking. “yeah, we’ll be waiting. don’t do anything other than take photos though..”

hyuck was fully ready to start fighting back, already forming an explanation as to why exhibitionism is perfectly fine but jaemin’s obnoxious cackles overpowered any and all of his rebuttals. accepting the slap on his shoulder, he huffs, making his way over to you.

you’re waiting patiently outside the booth, some other group already in there. he stands beside you, snaking an arm around your waist as you lean against the wall of it. truthfully, hyuck didn’t even have any sort of affinity towards them, but knowing you do he was more than happy to help you take any opportunity to visit them. he’s even bought you one of those cute binders for all your photo strips, pairing the gift with deco stickers for you to cover it in. of course, he got two to keep him and your friends separate as well.

“did you have fun?” you ask, pulling him out of his still sleepy daze.

he turns to you, smiling softly. “of course. best day ever.” he leans in, giving you a kiss to your cheek. “you didn’t have to say yes though, ‘cause i could tell you were hesitating when i asked.”

you flush, despite knowing he always sees through you. “yeah.. but now that we actually did it, i’m really enjoying myself. your friends aren’t that annoying anymore, too.”

he chuckles, sucking air in through his teeth. “of course. you showed me the way, so i enlightened them too.”

you hum, taking his arm in yours, resting your head on his shoulder. the sun is a perfect orange-purple, and the lights adorning all the attractions have flickered on a while ago. it’s truly picture worthy, but you’re more tired than you’d like to admit and choose to stay in the moment. you can see the group sitting at a picnic table, jisung’s flash accidentally turning on as he and the others try snapping photos of you two, and they giggle softly. you turn to point it out to hyuck but the other group is leaving.

he’s already dragging you in, sliding into the cramped booth before pulling you into his lap. before you can even make an attempt at paying for the photo strips he’s pulling his wallet from your bag (yes yours, why get something to carry his stuff when he buys you enough for the both of you?) and making the payment.

“how many?” he asks, gesturing to the screen in front of you. his arms slide around your waist, his hands resting over your stomach. the way his thumbs glide against your stomach make you feel a little dazed as you try reading the options, but eventually you pick the option with two strips.

“two copies. one for me, one for you.” you say simply, reaching out to click your option.

the countdown immediately starts, and you’re both full of giggles as you hurriedly try to decide your first pose. he’s throwing plenty out like spitfire, and through your fit of laughter you’re denying every one. ‘no, i’m not doing a nerd pose!’ or ‘nooo, something cuter!’ coming from you as he tickles you in attempt to stop your protests. eventually, the ten second countdown comes to an end, and the first photo snaps to capture a photo of you both giggling.

“aw, hyuckie, come on! i wasn’t even ready!” you complain, playfully swatting at his shoulder.

“oops. sorry mama, but come on. you’ll look hot regardless of how ready you were.” he dramatically looks you up and down, and you roll your eyes at his over the top flirting.

glancing at the screen, there’s eight seconds left, and you take his face in your palms. “let’s do an actually good one now.” there’s a speaker beeping signalling the last three seconds, and that’s when you lean in, giving hyuck a sweet, slow kiss.

even after the shutter sounds, he’s bringing you closer, pulling away to give you two, three more before he finally pulls away.

you sigh, recollecting yourself. “last one.. let’s be tame this time, okay?”

he nods obediently, ready to listen to you now that his need for your kisses has been fulfilled. you lean in, smushing your cheek against his with the cutest pout, and he mimics it immediately. with your hand brought up to his, you make a heart together, of course not without bending your pointer finger to make it a cat. the camera flashes one last time, and once the large pink bubble letters say you’re done, you excitedly get out of the booth to receive the printed strips.

waiting for them to fall out of the opening, you’re nearly bouncing on your feet. hyuck’s got your bag and he pulls his phone out, sneakily taking a few photos of you in your excitement before pocketing it for later. you’re just too beautiful for him to not capture it forever, your eyes glimmering with the multicolored lights all around you. once the photo strips are printed you pull them out, and you squeal, your smile growing impossibly bigger.

the first photo, of you giggling, is so perfect. you were apprehensive at first, afraid it was gonna catch your worst angle being that it was unexpected but it couldn’t have been better. your eyes are shut, smile big with pure joy. hyuck is looking up at you, his eyes glimmering with so much love. you didn’t notice it in there, but now that you’re looking at the photo your entire body heats at the way he’s looking at you like you’re the entire world.

the second one, you kissing, is adorable. you can’t wait to post it, knowing all your friends will be swooning over your relationship and you’ll be getting so many compliments about it. your hair is covering your face, the majority of it capturing the back of your head, but donghyuck is in almost full view. his eyes are shut, and his hand is making its way to the back of your head. the picture is radiating with love, and there’s no doubt in your mind that you’ll be showing it to your kids one day, and maybe even theirs.

the final one of you in your heart pose is the cherry on top, not outwardly romantic, balancing the other two out perfectly. you two look adorable in your little world together. your hand is on his cheek, pulling him into you, and both your lips are puffing up into a pout with how your faces smush together. it’s so you, and you know everyone will be able to tell you picked the pose out with the kitty heart.

there’s a pink, heart patterned frame around the photos, and at the bottom there’s the name of the park and a date. it blends the three photos together perfectly, and you’re thankful there’s no face warping photo. there’s a little bit of an orangey, hazy coloring over them, but it makes it all the better, giving it an old-timey romance vibe. hyuck’s skin is the right shade in all of them too, his tan being safe from any whitewashing technology.

“damn, can i see them yet?” he complains, coming forward and taking one of the two from you.

you look up at him expectantly, watching his reaction as his eyes trail down the strip. his cheeks flush, and he’s smiling lovingly at them. saying nothing, he looks to you and pulls you in for the sweetest hug, leaving a kiss at the top of your forehead.

as you make your way back to the group, he wraps his arm around your shoulder, “i actually really love this. like, i’m gonna get it tattooed right here.” he turns to you, already laughing at himself as his free hand makes a line across his forehead.

you giggle, leaning into him. “you’re so stupid! don’t do it, the photo is permanent enough.”

“true, true,” he says, laughing as you make your way to his friends, showing the photo strip. they’re all groaning, complimenting you two and your cuteness, all while complaining about their loneliness.

looking back down at his copy, his smile is soft. he’s the luckiest man in the world, having you, and he’ll be sure to never lose the strip as a way to remember and keep you forever.

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[cheers2hani]

it’s here !!!!! happy birthday to the loml and GOOD RIDDANCE to my stupid little vday event :3

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valentine boy

˚ʚ jeong jaehyun ɞ˚

final day of my valentine’s day countdown!

wc ♡ 1.9k

summary ♡ it may be jaehyun’s birthday, but he still likes to celebrate you, and does so in the form of four love letters.

warnings ♡ suggestive, fluff, SO MUCH LOVE IT’S DISGUSTING, jae is SUCH a sap and SUCH a romantic in this, my heart hurts

lia's note ♡ happy birthday to my love, my light. i miss jaehyun so much, and he’s really so special to me. i couldn’t help but pour my heart into this, and i wouldn’t have it any other way

playlist 🎧 completely - jaehyun, best part - daniel caesar ft. h.e.r. , give you the world - steve lacy, sunny days - wave to earth

congrats to those who guessed jaehyun for day nine! @cigsaftersuh and @jae10velies are two very smart cookies 🌹🫶🏽

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when you roll over in bed, first thing in the morning, you reach your hand out for your boyfriend, only to be met with nothing. popping one eye open, the bed is empty, the bed made on his side. sighing, you sit up, waking yourself up to go find him, when you finally notice the envelope laying on his pillow.

letter one ♡˚₊‧⁺˖

‘good morning my sweet thing ♡ happy valentine’s day.. if i’m not back by the time you wake up and open this, i went to visit my parents for a little. we’ve got a long day ahead of us, but mom wanted to see me for a little since, her words, “your birthday comes first, yuno! come visit your mom before you spend the day with your girlfriend.” i would’ve brought you, but you looked so pretty and peaceful while sleeping, and it would’ve ruined my plan, so i left you home. on that note, i know you told me not to do anything for you today, but i can’t help it :( spoiling you is my favorite, and it’s how i want to spend mine our day, okay? now, once you’re ready to get up, there’s something waiting for you in the bathroom…’

the ending of the letter is quite ominous, but it leaves a smile on your face nonetheless. you tell him every year to let you do all the gift giving, fully ready to discard valentine’s day and put his day first, especially when the former was made as a way for companies to gain money. still, he insists on celebrating you at the same time.

getting up out of bed, you make your way to the bathroom to get ready. as soon as you walk in, there’s another envelope taped to the sink mirror. pulling it out of the way, you set it aside to get yourself ready. the whole time you’re washing your face, brushing your teeth, you have to stop yourself from smiling at the idea of what’s to come later on in the day. jaehyun’s always been a loverboy, to an almost poetic extent, and upon looking at the letter sitting next to you, you’re sure there’s more to come, and you can’t wait to read all the loving words he’ll say to you. once done, you take the letter and sit back down on the bed to read it.

letter two ♡˚₊‧⁺˖

‘now that you’re opening this letter, i’ll assume you’ve woken up then? good, because i’ll be back in the afternoon to start our day. i wish i could be there to get ready with you, watch you open your first gift, but since i can’t, why don’t you check the closet? i’ve picked something out for you that i know will look perfect on you. i can’t wait to see it on you, and confirm my prediction. i can envision it now, you’d look so beautiful in that dress, it’ll compliment you perfectly.. okay, i have to stop now, or i’ll have a problem. anyway, enjoy your outfit my love ♡‘

with a smile you go over to your shared closed excitedly, pulling the door open and flicking the light on to reveal a beautiful dress in your favorite color right at the front of your clothing rack. pulling it off the hanger you immediately get dressed in it, stepping back to look at it on in the mirror. it’s fits perfectly, complimenting your body shape in all the best ways. when you look back in the closet for shoes to pair with it, there’s another envelope on the floor that you must’ve missed.

letter three ♡˚₊‧⁺˖

‘you’re getting dressed now, aren’t you? i hope you like the outfit. if not, don’t worry, we can get something else when we go out, okay? don’t stress. now, i’ll be wrapping up with mom pretty soon, so why don’t you finish your routine, okay? do yourself up however you like, in whatever way makes you feel prettiest. i’ll love it regardless. when you’re done, there’s something out in the kitchen, okay? i love you so much, baby. enjoy.’

with a soft giggle, you sit down at your vanity and start putting yourself together. even in the letter, jaehyun always reminds you of how much he loves you, in every form that you can take. he always uses the gentlest and most loving language he can, holding your heart with the most care. his love is so strong that when you fix your hair and do your makeup, you don’t feel a need to try too hard, doing the bare minimum, and thanks to him, you feel good about yourself just like that.

with the final touches of your appearance done, you grab your phone off the charger and check it for the first time today before you do anything. without fail, jaehyun’s texted you a string of good morning messages and words of love. you of course send some in return, thanking him for the letters and lightly teasing him for being a sap. you share a laugh before you shut the device off, making your way to the kitchen where your jaw drops.

there’s an entire display on the kitchen counter, rose petals scattered over the granite with a full bouquet in the middle, a bundle of prada gift bags sitting next to it. there’s a teddy bear as well, and one final letter with a card propped open next to it, reading ‘will you be my valentine?’ with the most perfect penmanship. you snap a photo, sending it to him with your reply, an obvious yes, before opening the last letter.

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‘again, happy valentine’s day my love! i hope you enjoy all the gifts i put out for you. i know what you’re thinking, by the way. you’re mad that i’m spending money on you when it’s my birthday, aren’t you? if i were to tell you i’m sorry, i’d be lying, and that’s just not something i can ever see myself doing to you. more than anything, today is a day of love, and i’d rather celebrate us than make it all about me. my birthday wish is to keep you by my side and love you forever, every inch of you, and it just so happens that the day of love is at the same time. now, may i tell you why i love you so deeply?

we’ve known each other forever, and i’ve seen you grow into a beautiful, beautiful woman, with a wonderful personality that can warm an entire room. your laugh is more beautiful than any song i’ll hear in my life, and your smile is so bright, blinding in a way that makes me never want to look away. i’d let my eyes burn to nothing if it means i can continue to see it. i love the way you carry yourself as well, so thoughtful and considerate to everyone around you. you have so much love and kindness in your heart, and i’m so lucky to be a recipient of it. i’ve learnt so much from you as well, and i’m so grateful for the person you’ve helped shape me into. you’re truly everything i’ve ever wanted and more. i’ll cherish every piece of you that you give me with my whole being, and i promise to never let it go. my love for you is unconditional, and i’ll trace every ridge, scar, or imperfection in your body with nothing but adoration because it’s all perfect in my eyes.

i’ll save the rest of my sentiments for when i can say it out loud, okay? save you some reading. for now, remember that i love you with everything i have. happy valentine’s day, my love, my sweet, my peach.

-your forever only, jaehyun ♡’

his words are so beautiful, and you have to get a paper towel to hold to the corners of your eyes to stop the tears from messing up your makeup. he’s always so shy about things like this, getting flushed in the cheeks and ears at even the most simple words of affirmation. you know he’s a romantic at heart, but it still blows your mind every time you see him take a pen to help convey how he feels. he always lets his true feelings out when he has pen and paper, and it makes you cry without fail every single time. he really knows how to touch your heart, his words so sweet and loving.

you’re busy unboxing everything, a pair of sunglasses and a new bag in your hands, still letting his love letter sink in. you’re so stuck in your own world that you don’t even notice that jaehyun returned until his arms wrap around your stomach, his chest pressing into your back. his lips press against your temple, then your nape, and your eyes flutter shut as your body leans into his.

“happy valentine’s day.” he speaks softly, spinning you around in your barstool so you’re facing him.

your arms reach around his neck, pulling him closer so you can leave a sweet kiss on his lips. “thank you, baby.” you give him another one, “and happy birthday to you.”

he thanks you, pulling you flush to his body. you stay there, encased in his strong arms for what could be forever, you don’t know nor do you care, because it’s warm, safe, and comfortable. his head rests on top of yours, one hand gliding up and down the side of your body, the other on the back of your head. he’ll kiss your crown a few times, soaking in your scent, before pulling away.

your hands are intertwined, resting in your lap. “now that we’ve celebrated us, can it be your turn now?” you smile up at him, and his face is full of love.

his cheeks turn rosy, and he nods. you’re immediately up and out of your seat, shuffling your way into your bedroom where you pull out a birthday themed gift bag and box, followed by a valentine’s day basket. he opens them, overjoyed to see a photo album with a collective of polaroids from the past year, along with a new vinyl for his collection. the basket has a bunch of candies and small trinkets, along with a stuffed animal of the animal you’ve always said represents you. his smile reaches his ears as he looks through all his gifts, and a billion kisses are left all over your face as a thank you.

even more happiness fills his eyes when you take his cake out of the fridge, lighting the silly cartoon candles and singing to him. when you finish, he’s very thoughtful as he blows the candles out. you share it together, small enough to have in one sitting before putting all your new items away to finally head out for the day. he continues to treat you the entire time you guys are out, buying nearly everything you touch and complimenting you for even the littlest things. he has so much love to give to you, and it’s not even because of the holiday, or his birthday. he conveyed it to you many times throughout his letters, that he’s constantly thankful for you and your presence in his life, regardless of the date or who’s being celebrated more. the love continues to show even when you go back home, wrapping up the day, when there’s yet another display on the bed that wasn’t there before, which he lays you down on and continues to give you all the love he has.

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perm taglist: @chenlezip @coquettejunnie

[cheers2hani]

reblogging bc it’s my fav thing ive ever written so far !!! please look at it and enjoy it

easy- lee jeno

wc: 0.8k

summary: loving lee jeno comes so easy to you

warnings: fluff, best friends to lovers, implied fem reader, definitely not proofread or edited im to emotional for all that bs rn

an: piece of advice to everyone- love is NOT easy despite what im saying in this fic :( im literally in the trenches rn feeling like crying every second over a man i have yet to even speak to !! this drabble is the product of my emotions and what i WISH love felt like for me so i hope you all enjoy this little thing ab one of my comfort people :>

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loving jeno has always come easy.

it’s nearly second nature when you lift your head up or your energy picks up just from sensing his presence in a room. you don’t even notice how your head ends up on his shoulder whenever you sit together, or how easy it is to say “i love jeno!” whenever he’s brought up when he’s not around. it’s so easy to excuse the emptiness in your heart for having a bad day when it’s really because he’s not with you, and on top of that not even in a romantic way.

loving jeno comes so easy to you that when your friends accuse you of being in love with him, your heart rate quickens and your cheeks heat as you quickly shoot down the idea. it’s so easy and so natural that whenever you’re upset you look at old videos and photos of him your smile comes back like it never left. whenever you miss him you can ask to facetime or for him to send a photo and he always says yes.

loving jeno is so easy that when you call him your favorite nickname, jenjen, that he always says he hates, you feel a sense of pride knowing he won’t let anyone else call him that. when you ask him to get something or do something for you, he’ll do it without question, but if your friends ask that of him he’ll say for them to do it themselves. your heart flutters at the exclusivity of his affections.

loving jeno is so easy that you always know how he feels or what he needs. for almost any of your other friends, you have a folder in your notes app that consists of their likes and dislikes or any other info on them. with jen you don’t even have to think twice about it. there’s a pout on his lips? you already know to scoot next to him and give him a hug. he’s upset? all he wants is your company. let him rest his head in your lap and maybe take a nap. don’t worry about asking him to let his thoughts out, you already know he will when he’s ready and you’re the only set of ears his worries will fall upon.

loving jeno is so easy that when you finally come to terms with your feelings, things make a little more sense. your ongoing question of why you care so much for your best friend finally has an answer; you’re in love with him. when you meet with him again, you don’t even feel nervous at this crush, you feel confident that no matter how things go, he’ll never leave your side.

loving jeno comes so easy to you that the next time you hang out, you’re not as responsive because you’re hung up on how to confess. you know that even if the outcome isn’t what you want, you’ll still be together but you want to make sure you say it in a way you won’t regret. you care so much for him you want to make sure you say it the right way. however, when he puts a hand on your thigh and asks if you’re okay with the sweetest, most concerned look in his eyes, it all spills out and your strategic confession falls apart.

“..jeno?” you ask softly.

“what is it? don’t be scared, you know you can tell me anything.” your nickname falls off his tongue so smoothly that your fear of rejection finally comes and you nearly tear up.

“jen i really can’t hide it anymore so i just have to tell you okay? please don’t be mad i don’t care what your response is just listen, okay? i really, really like you jen. more than a friend does. at this point, i’m already sure i love you. i don’t care whether or not you reciprocate, because i really just love you so much.” you sniffle, a tear dropping from your eye. “i really can’t hold it in so i’m sorry, but i love you so much and i really want to be more than just your best friend so please-“ jeno cuts you off with a soft call of your name, your real one.

“please, you didn’t have to work yourself up so much. i feel the same way. i should’ve been more obvious.. don’t you know i’m only this way with you?” he smiles, the hand on your thigh moving up to your cheek to wipe your tears.

loving jeno comes so easy to you that when he leans in and your lips finally connect, your heart is finally full. all the broken pieces of your life come together and you feel complete, like you have nothing else to want or wish for, because now you have your best friend. in every way you wanted, he’s now yours.

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[cheers2hani]

the drabble in hc #3 was inspired by a dream i had ab him once where he picked me up in his big juicy arms and spun me around.. that dream is what inspired me to write this whole thing

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bf!jaemin hcs ♡

wc: 2k warnings: fluff !!!, at one point reader is sick w smt unnamed and gets taken care of but that’s it !!! an: i’ve been lacking w nct recently but that doesn’t mean ANYONE is allowed to dethrone me as na jaemin’s princess. i am still his #1 fan his wife his gf lu triplet’s mama. dpwm. this is my man my cutie honey bunches of oats sweetiepie cutie patootie sexy boyfie ALWAYS

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bf!jaemin and the olive theory <3

whenever you guys are eating together, no matter what it is, he always passes you the things from his plate/portion that he knows you like

if it’s your dinner plates, he’ll let you give him the things you don’t like off of your plate, and he’ll give you whatever you like off of his

hell, if you don’t like the food you got at a restaurant and you can’t return it, he’ll trade plates with you as a whole

the sweetest thing about this is… almost all the foods he’s giving up for you are things he actually likes! he just pretends he doesn’t so that he can see your smile when you get to have them

you’re laying against the pillow, having another midnight chat with jaemin full of giggles and random conversations that last until the sun comes up. you’ve fallen into a moment of silence, wiping the tears of laughter and catching your breath before you speak up again.

“nana?” you call, facing him and twirling one of the strands of hair falling into his face. he hums, his head propped up on one arm as he looks back at you.

“this is really random, but i’m remembering that one time you sifted through an entire party sized candy bag and took all the flavors i didn’t like out before giving it to me. that made me really happy.”

he smiles, “i’m happy to hear that. i wouldn’t want any of it to go to waste by having those ones left over, so i just gave you a bag without them and kept whatever was picked out for me. only the best for you, hm?”

“you always pay really good attention, picking the things i don’t like out of my plate, or giving me the things i like off of yours. it makes me feel really loved, and seen.” the conversation shifted form nonsensical to very sweet, and you can see the love and happiness in his eyes as you express these emotions to him.

“truly, i’m really happy that i can make you feel that way. it’s my job to make you feel that way, and i’m doing it well.. but, can i tell you something?” he’s biting back a giggle, copying you and twirling a piece of your own hair. when you nod, he continues, “i actually like a lot of the same foods you do, but i give them up to you anyway because it makes me happy to see you enjoy them.”

your lovesick expression turns to shock, sitting straight up as you look at him incredulously. “so you’re missing out on eating your favorite foods? for me?”

he nods slowly, laughing at your reaction. “and i actually hate the same foods you do, but i eat them anyway because you said you feel bad wasting them.”

you’re immediately yelling at him, albeit out of love, complaining about how it’s insane that he’d torture himself like that all for you to be happy, but he just pulls you back down into the soft cushions, shushing you and reminding you that it’s worth it when his princess, his angel is happy.

bf!jaemin who always keeps tabs on your interests, never forgetting a single thing you’ve mentioned.

when you’re at the store together, he pays close attention to everything you look at a second longer than normal

before holidays or special occasions, he looks through your clothing tags and makeup packaging for certain brands that pop up more than once

when you mention a show or movie you like, he immediately saves it to his watchlist so he can inform himself for you

his ears are always open, ready for you to rant to him about something you like or give him updates on whatever’s going on in your world of special interests

you’re scrolling through jaemin’s phone, a little too obsessed with your own that while it’s recharging you go to look for something else to scroll on. he’s sitting next to you, an arm around your shoulder yet he’s paying attention to the tv in front of you both. you’ve gotten bored of the games he has downloaded, so you end up in his photos app to see what he’s got saved.

unsurprisingly, his camera roll is filled with photos of you, varying from ones which should be kept in his hidden folder, to candids, to ones that you’ve begged him to delete for being ‘too ugly’. there’s a few of his friends too, many of the lu triplets as well. however, after a while of scrolling you come across the photos he took on your last shopping date, and there’s a few random ones of random shelves at different stores?? clicking on them and zooming in, you look closer and they’re actually all stuff you remember looking at. some of them you can even see your finger in frame, pointing at one of the products.

it really touches your heart, and maybe something’s off in the balance of your body because happy tears prick your eyes as you turn around to look at jaemin, teary-eyed smile on as you point to one of the photos. “nana, why do you have all these?”

he smiles down at you, gliding a hand over your head. “there’s so much you want, i’ve gotta keep tabs, don’t i? i need to make sure i remember it all so i can get it for you in the future.”

you’re already further in his arms, swinging a leg over his lap to lay your head in his neck and keep your arms around him. in his neck, it’s muffled, but he hears you mumble a ‘that’s so sweet, i love you’ as the crook of his neck dampens. with a hand running up and down your back, he leaves a kiss to your head, reminding you that it’s what you deserve, nothing less.

bf!jaemin who is literally your biggest supporter, to the point where everyone dulls in comparison

his social media rarely ever includes himself, except the few times he can’t help but brag about his own features, usually involving photos of you or his babies.

people can expect to click his story and see candids of you, including a caption like ‘look at my baby go!!’ or something along the lines of that

he’s always at the front line, whether it be for a performance of some sort or simply just ordering something from a cashier, ready to give you his dashing smile and a ‘i’m so proud of you’

his friends will say “i passed all my exams!” and of course he’ll acknowledge that, but not without a “my girlfriend does that all the time like it’s nothing”

you’re loading the test site over and over again, sitting on the cafe toilet while you do so. it was an exam you’d been particularly stressed about, and jaemin offered to take you out as a distraction. you just couldn’t help it though, the time was just a minute shy of what it would be when the scores came out, and you were desperate to find out what you got. he’s been standing outside for what you know is quite a while, likely confused when you were on your way out of the store before suddenly needing to use the bathroom.

finally, nearly slipping off the toilet with anxious sweat, you refresh it one more time and the score is revealed, showing you.. passed! with an obnoxiously heavy sigh of relief, you finish up and run out of the store with a smile. he’s looking at you with an eyebrow raised. he starts speaking, likely asking about why you’re smiling after exiting the bathroom, but in your excitement you cut him off, jumping up and down in front of him.

“i passed! jaemin, i passed it!” you cheer, and he’s already set your cups down, pulling you into his arms, armed with a million kisses as he spins you around in celebration. it leaves you flustered, knowing you’re in public when he does that, but if anything everyone deserves to know that you’re doing such good things. in all honestly, you’re lucky he’s not already telling the people who pass by the two of you.

bf!jaemin who’s your own personal doctor <3

this sort of coincides with one of the other ones, but it’s true. he’s always checking if you’ve eaten, and if not he’s cooking or ordering food for you

you could have the slightest pain or ache, and he’s already ready with lotion to massage the trouble area

he already treats you like a princess, but when you’re sick or in pain you truly feel like one

he always knows just what you need! if you hit him up, telling him about some random feeling, he can diagnose you right away and take care of you just how you need

you’re way too tired to get up and greet him, but you hear jaemin come in the front door, grocery bags rustling in his hands while he toes his shoes off. you hear him greet his cats, eventually cluttering around the kitchen with whatever he bought. you’re falling in and out of sleep while he does so, waking up a few times to a noise that’s a little too loud, followed by one of his funny replacements for a curse word that he always uses when he’s around you.

eventually, he rubs your shoulder, kissing your cheek to wake you up. you whine, tearing up with fatigue, still pulling him into a hug gratefully. he doesn’t even flinch when you start coughing, spit spraying in his face, shaking off your apology with a laugh. helping you sit up, he helps you take your medicine, spoon feeding you the soup he spent so much time making for you.

he doesn’t force you to finish it all, putting it away when your stomach can’t handle any more. when he comes back, he gets dressed in something comfortable, holding you in his lap while massaging your back, taking the pain away with soft pushes of his fingers. you fall asleep and wake up in that same position, jaemin’s sweet smile looking down at you, suddenly appearing so much clearer now that you already feel so much better.

bf!jaemin being your photographer !!!

we all know his love for photography, and his skill at capturing his loved ones with his camera

you’re no exception! he’s got an entire photo album of you shelved at home, and an even bigger one in his phone

there’s only one person you can ever thank or credit for all the photos on your instagram, and it’s him of course <3

whenever you get all dolled up (pls let him style you, he’ll be so happy!), he’s got his phone out, directing you on how to pose so that he can get the perfect shot

you hear the shutter clicking, paired with the flash coming as you stand with your back turned to jaemin. his thumb is quick against his phone screen, taking a million photos at lightning speed. your face is hidden from the camera, smile bright as you giggle at his comments, hearing him mumble things like ‘wow, so sexy!’ and ‘so beautiful’.

“okay, can you..” he murmurs, gently using a hand to turn your head, revealing your side profile to the camera. you shiver, and he smiles, apologizing with a kiss to your shoulder.

he backs up once again, standing at different angles to get the best photos of you that he can. not a single one goes by without an over the top compliment, the mini photoshoot ending with a kiss, your back pressing against the cold metal of the bridge’s lighting. it’s post date night, and it was actually jaemin who stopped you, eyes shining impossibly bright when he asked to take photos of you against the second prettiest view he’d ever seen.

it’s safe to say that when he sent the photos to you, all of them being perfect enough for your instagram, all of your friends (and even his) were commenting, praising your beauty and your boyfriend’s skill. it’s safe to say that no matter what, you can trust jaemin in capturing your beauty perfectly.

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nct 🏷️ @chenlezip @coquettejunnie @prettymoles

[mejaemin]

oh this got to 200 now !!! tysm yall (˶ > ₃ < ˶)♡

(all of a sudden im regretting saying id write a chapter two…)

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my style - chwe hansol

wc: 2k summary: maybe you’re all vernon needs after all. warnings: light angst, very flirty very bold!vernon, dialogue + comma heavy, bsf2l an: I WANT BUZZCUT VERNON SO BAD !!! anyways i’m super sorry ab the cliffhanger but.. i need to keep yall on ur toes, no? 😛�� 200 notes n i’ll make the part two… but for now hbd to the man of my dreams !! (dk here!)

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your small apartment feels empty, emptier than it usually is when you’re spending time in it. sure, you live alone, but sitting here watching the tv by yourself stings a little more today. it’s nearly midnight, and you’ve spent your entire off day laying around in your underwear, watching the same two shows over and over again because.. you don’t even know why. there’s large platter from the local pizza place in front of you, too much for you to eat by yourself, because the delivery person messed up the first time, and the next one brought extra as compensation. leaning your head against the back of the couch, you fight back the tears that come in embarrassment at your situation. you feel like such a loser, spending every off day alone doing the same things over and over again. and it may be your emotions getting the best of you, but you feel like everyone’s pitying you for that, and it sucks.

your throat burns and your eyes sting as you try to hold it in. it’s so embarrassing, being someone who preaches about the joys of solitude and living alone is now sitting here, fighting back tears because they’re alone. you still love it, of course, being alone, but there’s a difference in being alone and feeling lonely. that’s how you feel right now. even as your cat, stink, sleeps on the arm of the couch next to you, you still feel empty inside. because something, someone, is missing.

the only person you’d ever let into your space. the only one who’s ever seen you vulnerable, the only one who’s gotten past the walls you’ve built, the only one who truly knows you. vernon, chwe hansol, your best friend through and through. he’s slipped through your fingers in these past two weeks. you’ve always been attached by the hip, being weird and doing weird people things that only you two could understand. it felt like speaking a different language only the two of you knew. he was your exception to every pet peeve, every boundary, everything. yet, with no right mind, you let him go once he started dating. out of your own fear of coming off as one of those girl best friends, and some other feeling that you’d rather die than put a name on.

it hurts even worse because he hasn’t even said anything about it, really. you can assume that he’s just letting you be, giving you your space, knowing you’re a kind of low maintenance friend who might need it. he probably hasn’t even noticed that you stopped messaging when you found out about his girlfriend. every once in a while he’ll send a video to you or something, and you always react. you’re not mean enough to completely ignore him, but it’s definitely a little more dry of a response than usual. eventually, he stopped altogether, and you just let it be.

eventually you give up on hiding your tears, letting them fall as you stare at the blurry led of your tv screen in front of you. it feels pathetic, crying like this, but you genuinely can’t help it. your thoughts are self deprecating as you think about how lonely you feel, how much you feel like a loser, and how badly you just miss your best friend.

your cat wakes up, and you watch silently as he makes his way to the door. you aren’t really paying attention, but through the blur of your tears you eventually see it open, and you’re quick to wipe your tears, pause your show, and pull the blanket closer to your body.

“what the hell-” you bring your knees to your chest, but when your eyes finally adjust the sense of urgency calms just a little. vernon’s at the door kicking off his shoes and hanging up his coat before making his way to sit with you.

“vernon, get away, i’m not wearing any pants, you can’t-” you’re yelling, dragging the blanket with you as you move to the other end of the couch.

he’s putting his hands up, face full of concern and confusion. “chill, chill.. i just wanted to visit..” he looks you up and down, observing your bashful state. “..is that weird now, or something?”

you look at him like he’s crazy. ..well, he kind of is. “um, yeah? you have a girlfriend, don’t you?”

he leans back, manspreading on the other end of your couch. with a hand gliding down his face, you miss the grimace he makes. all you can do is watch him, still feeling on edge yet oh so distracted by his posture. he’s in baggy sweats and a white tee (the grease stain down the middle is charming in its own nasty way), and- oh my god, he pushed his hat off his head, and there’s a buzz cut underneath? have you really been that isolated? god, you nearly laugh, but it really does suit him. a little too much.

“like it?” he runs a hand over the lack of hair, noticing your staring. “it’s a breakup cut by the way.” he looks at you, as if it’s his turn to find humor in your awkwardly tense conversation. your expression is a little too obvious, and he laughs breathily, “yeah. we broke up like, a week ago.”

“oh, um.. sorry?” you really can’t hide the fact that you don’t care, and more than anything you’re relieved. now that that’s gotten out, you slowly make your way to his end of the couch (and it makes everything a little more awkward, but you couldn’t care less), throwing some of your blanket over his lap.

he’s a little more relaxed now, his arms spread over the back of the couch as he shakes his head with a smile. “no, don’t be. if anything, i feel free now. she was.. too much, you know?”

it’s kind of mean, but you guys had that kind of relationship where you could be like that with one another. you always judged people together, and you pray that nobody ever reads your private messages or overhears the conversations you two have. but, it’s just because you get each other. and it’s also why you know exactly what he means by too much. too uppity, too energetic. it’s exactly why your jealousy hatred towards her was so intense. you’d suit him way better, matching his energy perfectly.

you hum. there’s too much going through your head right now to form words. his arm is laying behind your neck, and you can feel its warmth creeping into your skin. his knees are swinging back and forth, and you can see his adam’s apple bobbing with the way he stares up at the ceiling from your peripheral. not only that, but the muscles in his chest and arms were nearly screaming at you. he’s so close, and it really is suffocating. yet you can’t move away.

all of a sudden he’s wrapping his arm around you, his scent filling your nose, pulling you close and tucking you into his side. “what are you thinking about?”

you shake your head, teeth picking at your fingernail. honestly? too much. first, you were already having a mental crisis before he got here, and this bomb he’s dropping on you has you a little more hopeful than you thought. seeing him sit next to you right now, finally free from that girlfriend who really wasn’t all that bad of a person, it has your fingers twitching and your body ready to jump like you’ve just been granted something you don’t want to miss, like it’ll leave if you don’t. you glance at him, probably giving him a nasty side eye, but you really don’t care, and he’s looking at your tv’s screen saver. it’s blurry, but you can see his blank, nonchalant expression under the light. you know there’s so much more behind it though, and it makes you even more nervous. he’s so.. captivating, in your bubble, invading your space just how you like it, and it makes you want him. how so? that’s too complicated for you to think about yet.

you’re probably not going to talk, so he gives you food for thought, “you’re more my style.” you tense, and he turns his head to you. “no?”

your skin is burning, and your heart beats out of your chest as you finally make direct eye contact. too nervous to speak up, you nod, but in favor of keeping yourself in check, you murmur, “that’s why we’re best friends, right?”

he raises an eyebrow. you curl into yourself when he lifts the blanket just enough to take a slow look at your fitted t-shirt, no bra and hello kitty underwear. his eyes slowly move back up to yours, a disbelieving smile on his lips as he turns forward. if he’d been here all day, he’d probably be in the same state of undress. you know damn well it’s true, too. “that’s all, right? just friends?”

you squirm uncomfortably. you know he’s right. you’re a little too comfortable with each other. his arm wraps all the way around your shoulder, so tight that his hand can reach down and cover your stomach. you look up at him, and all of a sudden your ears are ringing and his face is way closer than you remember. he leans closer, closer, and he can see how antsy you get with every inch before he chuckles, pulling back to a normal distance.

“sorry, sorry. just saying, you’d suit me way better than any other girl.” he speaks casually, but his knee is bouncing, and his free arm taps a random drum beat into its resting place.

your eyes truly take in his appearance, his jaw clenched as the roles flip again, him being the nervous one. his jaw is clenched, and he’s looking at anything and everything but you.

“can i be honest?” he breaks the silence. you lean into his body, resting your head on his shoulder. you nod and he continues, “i don’t know why i try dating.” he’s fidgeting now, “i never felt a true connection with any of my exes. not like i do with you.” he finally looks at you again, so much tension in his expression. “i didn’t even really need to get over.. her. and, coming here right now, seeing you like- that, and feeling so comfortable with you, i think i get it now.”

you tilt your head, and he continues, “they’re all too much, not what i want them to be because i’m comparing them to you. you’re what i want in a girlfriend.”

you can’t believe your ears right now.. there’s so much going on today, it’s genuinely making your brain hurt.. and, throughout your daze, he’s flirting with you so openly you might get dizzy.

“vernon, i-“

“that doesn’t have to mean anything, so don’t freak out over it or anything. i’m just saying.. you’re who i’ve been looking for like, this whole time.”

“..so what are you saying?” you ask, worried about what kind of territory you’re stepping into right now. you still haven’t even put a title on the tornado inside your body, so you definitely don’t want to read this whole thing wrong.

he lets out a sigh. “i’m saying…” he picks your head up, using a finger to guide your gaze to his. “i want you, not any other girl in the world. not as a rebound, not for one night, and not as just your best friend.”

you know better than anyone what he looks like when he’s serious, and despite the waves of electricity going through your cheek from his finger, you can tell how genuine he’s being right now.

“i think i want that too..” you say, not turning your head but looking away from him.

“hey,” he speaks softly, waiting until your return your gaze to him. “are you sure?” you nod, slowly but surely.

“let’s make sure then?” he asks as he tilts his head, leaning in more and more until he can pull you into his lap, gluing his lips to yours.

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[mejaemin]

did anyone ever catch the ocl reference in this…

his favorite kind of kiss - wen junhui

wc: 0.4k

summary: you’re just too cute for junhui to handle !

warnings: prns not used but implied fem reader, established relationship, fluff

an: i told myself i would post one pre written work a day but i also like attention too much to do that. again pls give me ideas to do this for the rest of svt !!

(fav kisses mlist)

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no matter what the age difference between you and jun is, you’ll always be his baby. in his eyes, you’re the cutest, daintiest, most adorable thing his eyes could ever lay on. these strong feelings of his are what lead him to babying you all day.

he simply can’t help himself. helping you drink from his cup before wiping your new drink mustache makes him swoon so incredibly hard. the way your soft lips gently brush his fingers despite the napkin between them makes him feel like giggling and kicking his feet. you’re just so cute!

whenever you and him have your long-winded yap sessions, his smile only grows bigger when he listens to you during your turn. your eyes get a certain sparkle to them and your body becomes so animated. there’s points where your hands start gesturing like crazy, and if it’s something you’re really excited to talk about, you stutter a little too.

you’re completely immersed in a story about the time you visited the pet store, pausing when you get to the part where you visited the cat section. with one deep breath in, you begin a long-winded apology for the fact that you went without him, stating that you were already in the store so you couldn’t just neglect all the babies waiting for you to watch them. it was like they were calling to you, how could you just avoid them and their cute faces?!

moments like these are where it gets really hard for junhui to control himself. after catching your breath, you ask him ‘are you mad?’ and he can’t help but reach forward to press a wet, obnoxious kiss to your forehead. with a chuckle, he explains that he can’t be too mad, seeing as he would’ve done the same. you immediately relax, continuing your story.

he only hears a few bits and pieces.. something about one of the kittens meowing for you, and seeing a trio that reminded you of him. he comes back to earth when you smile and say ‘it was pretty fun! i wish you could’ve came with though..’ and close your story. with a slow nod, he begins pinching your cheeks and pressing thousands upon thousands of kisses to your forehead while ignoring you asking if he was listening. it’s just so hard to when you’re being so cute!! he has to deal with the cuteness aggression somehow.. and his top way to do so is by kissing your forehead.

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[cheers2hani]

i hate this w a passion

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i’m sorry - lee jihoon

18+ mdni !!! wc: 1.8k summary: baby fever w jihoon >< warnings: unprotected sex, mention of birth control, lowk subby jihoon, small 👌🏽 breeding kink, a bit of arguing in the beginning, v little fingering, he’s kinda ooc in this sorry 😞, NOT PROOFREAD !!! an: my first time writing full on smut since summer and it’s also my woozi debut !!! enjoy !!! (srry if it’s kinda bad.. i did this in like an hr…)

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jihoon’s been zoning out all day, and yes, it’s partly from being sleep deprived, but a large chunk of it is because his mind has been elsewhere. even now, while you’re laying in bed when he knows you’re mad at him, he simply can’t get out of his head.

today, you and him went out for a visit to a music shop, fueled by your café drinks of choice. you were simply trailing behind him, humming tunes to yourself while he looked for a new studio keyboard. everything was fine, moving in silence just how you guys liked it, when he saw you pulling away from his arm to speak to someone.

when he turned to face you, you were crouched on the ground, talking to a teary-eyed little boy. he watched silently, eyebrow raising at the way you managed to calm him down so quickly. you had turned to him shortly after, apologizing before going to help the child find his parents.

he was so distracted by your ability to handle the child, and then disturbed by the way it was plaguing his thoughts, that he ended up buying the same keyboard he’d been using instead of buying a new one like he had wanted. when you returned to him, he was quiet, quieter than usual, stuck in his thoughts.

he tried to pretend like he wasn’t listening, ignoring the way you spoke to the boy so softly, in a voice he’d never heard you use before. you were handling him so well, so good at calming him down. it’s hard to determine whether or not he wants you to speak to him like that, or be cooing at a baby of your own. you’d look so gorgeous like that, and he’s sure he looks like an idiot, staring all beady-eyed at piano keys, picturing you with his baby, cradled in your arms, growing in your stomach…

that led to your current situation, where you’re both lying in bed next to each other in complete silence. the only noise in the room is your phone, various audios filling space as you spend the entire evening doomscrolling in your anger.

you’re upset because you’ve caught jihoon staring at your stomach multiple times since your date. typically you wouldn’t be one to feel insecure, but his gaze is so intense, so focused, so hard. it had you wrapping your sweater around yourself a little tighter, curling into yourself a little more. when confronted, he’d say the same thing every time; “you look fine. i can’t look at you anymore?”

he sounds so snippy with it too, and it got to a point where you ignored him the rest of the day. you couldn’t be bothered to deal with any of that.

that’s why you’re so surprised when he reaches over to shut your phone off, putting you on your back before straddling your hips.

“what the hell are you doing, jihoon?” you would’ve said more, but looking at his face, blurry behind a mask of fluffy hair, you can see the cogs in his brain turning, along with a certain look in his eyes that you couldn’t miss.

his hands splayed over your stomach, thumbs pressing into and massaging the skin. his look is pensive, and his pale cheeks are turning pink. he leans down, placing his head in the crook of your neck, peppering kisses all over every inch of the skin.

“i’m sorry..” he says, gently nipping at your soft skin. his hair tickles your cheek, and you use a hand to pull it away from his face, simultaneously pulling him away to face you.

pulling the hair tie from your own wrist, you comb through his hair with your fingers before tying it back. “are you gonna explain yourself? why you keep drilling holes into my stomach, and then giving me attitude when i ask about it?”

he looks away, biting the inside of his cheek nervously. he breathes in a few times, like he’s gonna start talking, until he finally blurts out,

“do you want children?”

“excuse me?”

he grimaces, running a hand over his face. “sorry- that was.. not what i wanted to say…”

you just give him a look, not only bewildered but also still very annoyed, and he continues, “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to make you feel insecure, i just can’t stop thinking about..” he pauses, embarrassed, “about us.. having a baby.”

you nearly laugh, or scoff, or maybe even both, but with the way he’s hiding in your neck, still running his hands all over your stomach, you know he’s serious.

“really, hoon?” you say it almost teasingly, and he grumbles, nodding into your skin. “you want to have a baby with me?”

you run your nails along his back, and he shudders, letting out a gasp, so sweet and so sensitive, that you start feeling your own body get a little hotter.

“yes,” your name spills from his lips, breathy and desperate, “please..”

“that’s why you’re staring at my tummy so much, hm?” you take his cheek in your palm, bringing him closer and closer, wasting no time in splitting his lips apart, holding them against yours and letting your tongue connect with his own. it’s sloppy, slow, and both yours and his lips are glistening with spit when you pull away.

“wanna fill me up, give me a baby?” you run your hands all over his face, tracing over all his hard, sharp features that soften when you talk to him like this, and he’s nodding almost aggressively, repositioning himself to be kneeling in between your legs.

slipping your pants off, he runs his thumb over the small wet patch in your underwear, hooking his finger under the waistband and letting it snap back before tugging them off as well. he looks so desperate, hands almost shaking as they squeeze, tug, and grip at your thighs and hips.

“please..” he mutters, leaning in to kiss your jaw, plush lips closing in on the skin, sucking at it until the skin reddens, purple marks making their way to the surface.

he’s quick, rushing the process as his fingers dip into your wetness, gliding over your folds before letting one of his fingers slip inside. he curls it, pressing into your walls the way he knows you enjoy, getting you used to the feeling before quickly adding a second finger. his palm presses into your clit, and you moan, arching your back into him and slowly grinding on his hand.

he hums, thrusting his fingers a little deeper, separating them and stretching you out before losing patience and pulling them out.

one hand pulls at his basketball shorts, nearly ripping them off his lower half along with his boxers while the other sits in his mouth, groaning as he cleans your juices off.

“so wet, baby, already.. i can’t wait anymore, i’m so sorry, wanna get you pregnant so badly..” he rambles, tensing when you wrap your hand around his cock.

“it’s okay, hoon, go ahead.” you stroke him a few times, squeezing his length, fighting the urge to moan at his face, nearly pained with pleasure. “go on, give me your baby..”

that’s all it takes, coaxing him on like that, for him to push his way in with one swift motion. as soon as the base of his dick meets your skin, your entire body rocks, a sharp moan forcing its way from your lips. he’s so still, so silent, not only letting you adjust to being stretched by his girth, but also holding himself together, avoiding an early orgasm with his pure desperation to be inside of you.

“hoonie..” you whine, squirming to try and get some sort of movement.

he hisses, sucking in through his teeth, before grabbing your hips and slowly pulling out, leaving nothing but the tip, before forcing you back down with nearly all his strength. he picks up the pace quickly, muscles flexing under his black tee as he drags you against his cock.

he’s too lost to fuck you with any rhythm, stifling his own moans and whimpers with his lip between his teeth. eventually he pulls out, flipping you on your back and pressing almost his entire weight on top of you before resuming.

the sound of skin on skin can likely be heard throughout the entire house, wet noises and the scent of sex potent throughout the entire bedroom. your hands tug at the pillows, just about ready to rip holes in them as jihoon pounds you into the mattress, the entire bed shaking with his lust ridden force.

“fuck, baby, i’m sorry, i can’t- i won’t last long, you’re so tight, i-“ he whimpers, tugging on your hair, squeezing your hips to ground himself, trying and failing to push his orgasm away.

you whine, moans staccato, being pushed out with every contact his hips make with your ass. “h- hoonie, please.. please cum in me, want your babies so bad..”

he gets impossibly quicker, propping himself up on his elbows to chase his high with everything he has. one hand slips between your body and the mattress, fingers finding your clit and frantically rubbing against it to bring yourself to the edge with him.

your head is spinning, reeling with the feeling of his dick slamming into you so rapidly, hitting that spot just right. his fingers move so deliberately, so attentively to how you want it despite jihoon being in his own world, and your body burns with pleasure at the sensation.

you’re so close, the string in your lower half nearly breaking when you feel it. it’s almost an itch, cold and tickling at your back, and you turn your head to the side to look at what it is when you hear a sniffle.

jihoon’s crying, failing to hide his own vocalizations, as he moans, tears spilling from his eyes. “so good, baby, gonna cum, fill you up..” he gasps, feeling your cunt flutter around him at the desperation in his voice. “squeezin’ me so good.. i’m sorry, i-“

he stops, stilling. his teeth find your shoulder, sinking into the skin as he cums. you feel it, warm and hot in your stomach, painting your insides, and it throws you into your own orgasm right after. your eyes are screwed shut, legs shaking as you cry out. his fingers never stopped, hips twitching as he rubs you through it, only stopping when you grab his wrist.

he pulls away, pulling out and rolling over onto his back. quickly and “discreetly” wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, he rests an arm over his eyes and catches his breath.

you turn on your side, scooting closer until you can put your head on his chest. “hoon, you know i can’t even get pregnant, right?” you remind him, referring to the birth control he comes to pick up with you every month.

you can see his face get impossibly redder. he sighs, “yeah.. babies are kinda gross anyway.”

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svt 🏷️ @coquettejunnie @prettymoles

[mejaemin]

added this to my fav works section… i love u beachy swimming summery themed fics

600 event!! congratulations btw my lovely lia!! :3

can i do.. lee chanyoung with prompt 18? ☺️🤍

anton lee + “i want you. i need you”

(18+ mdni !!!) warnings: alcohol, this is more suggestive than full on smutty an: can you tell how much i love summer themed fics :3 yall will be FED once it’s summertime… anyways tysm annie i love you !!! i hope u enjoy 🫶🏽🫶🏽

you’re so pretty. a little too pretty.

sitting at the poolside with your best friend, giggling over a glass of some alcoholic concoction, you look absolutely fucking gorgeous. in your little bikini, sarong tied around your waist, not a single inch of skin hidden from his sight… it’s intoxicating. your chest bounces a little with every laugh, and your hair sways in the evening wind, so shiny and healthy.

he has absolutely no clue what wonbin’s talking about right now. he doesn’t really care either, so focused on you that everything else is simply white noise.

he places his beer in his friend’s hand, “yeah, that’s great..” anton makes his way towards you, the corners of his mouth turning upwards when you smile up at him.

“having fun?” you ask, giggling when he crouches down to give you a kiss.

he hums, “kinda hungry. can we go inside?”

you tilt your head. “there’s food on the grill right now..”

“no, i wanna go inside. i want something cold.” he puts his hand out, and with confusion you let him take you inside.

sliding the back door open, he flies right past the kitchen, pushing you right into one of the vacant bedrooms. with your back against the wall, his lips fall right on yours immediately, body magnetized to your own as he finally gets to act on his desires.

“you’re so pretty, baby,” he dips his head down, tongue running over your collarbone, teeth gently pulling at the skin. “in this tiny little thing…” his finger pulls at the strap of your top, letting it snap back against your skin before pulling it off your shoulder.

“tony..” you gasp, arching into him when you feel his hardness against your stomach.

“i want you. i need you.. so badly,” he breathes, and he knows your girlfriends will come looking for you soon enough, so he doesn’t wait to undo your bottoms and have a taste.

[mejaemin]

the event is officially finished !!!

all i have to say is.. good riddance. i loved this thing but i also hated it with a passion

600 followers event ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ ₊˚⊹♡

⋆𐙚₊°｡⋆♡ a prompt event to celebrate my 600 follower milestone!

notes ♡ as a way to help complete my personal goal, having one fic for every member of the groups i write for, i felt that a prompt event would help jumpstart that! guidelines ♡ pick a member listed + a prompt, and then send in an ask! (ex. “can i please request prompt 12 with chenle?) rules ♡ you can only pick out of the members listed! be sure to specify who you want to be performing the action/saying the dialogue

꣑ৎ this event is closed! all prompts have been taken, and they will be responded to as short drabbles listed at the bottom of this page! ꣑ৎ

♡ results! ↓

osaki shotaro + "you know i'm always going to be there for you, right? always."

dong sicheng + “you don’t think we could be friends, do you?”

kim dongyoung + giving them a head massage while they listen to the other one talk about their day

kwon soonyoung + "i hope you know that I'll never leave your side, even though you ate half of my pancakes earlier." "hmm, I won't either, even though you take my clothes and never return them."

wen junhui + always giving the other the first bite of their food

zhong chenle + "say you want me too."

song eunseok + "do you wish to see me on my knees? Is that it, darling?"

wong kunhang + "why are you so jittery?" "i just saw them, they're so beautiful."

oh sion + "my poor baby, i'm so sorry."

boo seungkwan + person a wakes up earlier than the other, but person b is latching on so tightly and their sleeping face is just so cute that person a just falls back asleep anyway

park wonbin + “sweetheart, you’re burning up! why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you tell anyone you were sick?”

liu yangyang + “i’m your cutie!”

xiao dejun + "i can't imagine who i'd be without you in my life"

fujinaga sakuya + sunshine making lunch for grumpy in the cutest way possible (little notes, heart-shaped sandwiches, always adding their fave snack)

park jongseong + “your tears kill me”

(18+) kim mingyu + sleepy domestic sex

(18+) lee heeseung + fucking, but one is still trying to keep all of their attention on the game they are playing

(18+) lee chanyoung + “i want you. i need you.”

(18+) jung sungchan + "can you kiss it better?"

(18+) lee sohee + crying crying during sex that leads to a pause or early end to comfort and take care of whatever emotions bubbled over

꣑ৎ credits to all the lovely people who came up with these prompts !!! and ty to everyone who participated ꣑ৎ

nct 🏷️ @chenlezip @coquettejunnie

svt 🏷️ @coquettejunnie @prettymoles

[cheers2hani]

if this does bad ill actually jump

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vernorexia - jeon wonwoo

wc: 0.9k summary: spring is always a little emotional for wonwoo, and it makes him a little more of a romantic warnings: nothing !!! just pure fluff (except for one very tiny very vague inappropriate joke) an: goodbye wonwoo ☹️ you’re so special to me, and above all other members, even my bias, i feel the most emotionally connected to you. i’ll be waiting !!! 2027 pls come quick :c

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the sheets are calling wonwoo’s name so sweetly, and he accidentally drags them with him when you pull him out of bed. his body is tense, so unready to be awake, but the feeling of dewy grass under his feet, your palm in his, wake him just enough.

you sit down, completely unworried about dirt and the elements on your skin. he grimaces, squinted eyes and messy hair making you giggle. he still moves to sit beside you, facing you with his whole body to trap you in a tight hug. you curl into him, the cold morning making you shiver in wonwoo’s tee and your sleep shorts. he sighs, sucking in a long breath, absorbing the moment in full.

spring is finally here. in your backyard, there’s little flower buds poking out all throughout the grass. the birds are waking up, already chirping away so early in the day. one lands on the ground next to you, looking around in the dirt for worms to eat. you reach out to touch it, and it tilts its head before flying away somewhere else.

the sun’s finally starting to make its appearance, poking over the rooftops of other houses and painting the sky a purple-orange. as the world lights up, you hear the pet door swinging, yours and wonwoo’s cat coming to sit with you both.

it smells like fresh petrichor, and it’s when the scent hits wonwoo’s nose that he remembers the rain from the night before, listening to it fall in the background while he laid in bed with you. that’s probably why he’s so tired right now, also remembering the clock reading something like 3am, which was only about three hours ago.

he takes a sharp breath in, leaning in closer to rest his head on your own. “i had a dream about you.” he mumbles.

“oh really?” you giggle, and he can’t see it but he knows you’re wiggling your eyebrows. “what about?”

“not that kind of dream.” he rolls his eyes. “we got engaged in it.”

“oh,” suddenly, it’s not so cold, and you squirm a little in his embrace.

“we were in the park, when spring reached its peak. you looked really pretty, with all the flowers around you.. i couldn’t wait. i got down right then, and proposed.” he relives the dream with blissfulness. you truly looked beautiful, flowy dress disturbing the flora beneath you. the sun was shining down on you, making you look truly ethereal. suddenly, the weight of a velvet box appeared in his pocket, and everything came to be, ironically, like a dream, as he pulled it out and proposed.

“did i say yes?” you ask, scooting into his lap, black cat following suit, turning your head to look up at him.

he nods his head, pulling you into him. the sunrise is still growing, darkness not fully gone yet. “it was magical. i wish i could’ve taken a screenshot or something.”

you burst out laughing, wiping tears from your eyes. “a screenshot of your dream? really?”

“yes, i’m serious. spring, and you, the two most beautiful things in the world. and it was just a dream.”

your smile never leaves. the kitty in your lap rolls onto its back, stretching and purring when wonwoo reaches down to pet its stomach. “you really enjoy spring, don’t you?” he hums, deep voice vibrating against your back. “you asked me to be your girlfriend during the peak of spring. i’m sensing a theme here..”

when truly honest with himself, the change of seasons tugs at his heartstrings a little. from winter to spring, it’s such a drastic change, and even though it’s a goodbye to something as mundane as snow and cold weather, it’s still sad. it makes him want to hold onto the things he has a little tighter. you could say big changes like that, commonly with spring’s arrival, make him feel a little clingier. more romantic.

“something about the spring just.. makes me feel like loving you a little harder. holding you tighter. it may very well be a trend of mine, but i can’t help it. spring just so happens to be a romantic time for me.”

you coo, turning his head so you can crane yours and kiss him. he sighs into it, fingers flexing on your skin. he pulls back, smiling softly when he looks into your eyes, seeing a love so full that it makes him feel a little less crazy about the amount he feels in his heart.

he continues kissing you, leaving a trail all over your cheek and down your neck, making you giggle. “so.. does this mean you’ll propose to me in spring too? maybe even marry me then?”

he looks up, watching as the sky turns pink, sun almost fully in the air, pretending to think hard. when he looks back at you, skin glowing in the morning’s golden hour, he doesn’t have to think so hard to know his answer. not that he hadn’t made his decision the moment he saw you, coincidentally at a time of year very similar to the one now.

“hm, we’ll have to see. will you stick around until i do?” he asks, teasing smile pillow at his lips.

you press a kiss to his cheek before settling back into his lap, watching the sky and wildlife fluttering around. “of course, nonu. i’d rather die than leave you.”

“okay then.” seeing the world around him come to life, so beautifully, it makes him wish a ring would ‘poof’ into his pocket right now. he’d use it without a thought.

for now, he’ll just set a reminder to go to the jeweler as soon as possible, checking the calendar and weather app for a day where the flowers are in full bloom, sun shining down on you just as he saw in his sleep.

he hopes that it’s soon.

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svt 🏷️ @coquettejunnie @prettymoles

[cheers2hani]

i luv dokyeom. that’s my baby

booseoksoon vday hcs ♡

day four of my valentine’s day countdown! ♡

wc: 1.3k on the dot (>ᴗ•)

summary: booseoksoon and how you spent vday with them !!! (individually)

warnings: fluff, loooots of love, shy seokmin, brief mention of showering tgt in soon’s, latte cameo !!!

an: this seems late to the teleparty celebration but it’s not !!! i started this as soon as it came out, i just had to wait for the event 😓😓 im so sorry hoshi’s is sm shorter than the rest but nonetheless i hope you all enjoy !!! happy advance vday !!!

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boo seungkwan ♡

he said the night before that he would pick you up to celebrate, however what you didn’t expect was to wake up to his kisses, a hand on your head rubbing back and forth to wake you up

when your eyes open, he gets shy and heads toward the bedroom door with a ‘hurry up, i didn’t spend so much time for your food to get cold..’

once you get up you find the dining table with a velvet box and love letter, in the middle a heart shaped box with your favorite candies in it. sitting in cute heart shaped plates is the most beautifully plated breakfast, full of your favorite foods

the morning is so sweet, full of love and childish bickering as you exchange gifts and take photos in your sleepy states

seungkwan’s face is still very puffy with sleep, and he’s still got that tired look even though he’s been awake longer than you. he didn’t tell you but he definitely did wake up early to drive here and lay all your gifts out and cook breakfast, making sure you would wake up to nothing but the best. his hair is a little wet from the water he used to fix his beadhead, knowing better than to leave it the second he saw you raise your phone camera. regardless, he’s still not off the hook being that he’s basically nodding off at the table. you snap another photo before lowering your phone, reaching out for his hand and calling his name gently.

he reopens his eyes, lowering the fork from his mouth (he was holding it there in his half asleep state) before looking up at you. “god, don’t tell me you’re taking more photos. i’ll take all this back right now.”

you laugh, “you wouldn’t do that to me.. besides, don’t you want your gift?”

it’s then that he finally appears fully awake, sitting up expectantly. you laugh, reaching forward to pinch his cheek before going to fetch his gift. when you come back he’s cleared the table except for your gifts, and happily takes his from your hands. after a mutual agreement to open your gifts at the same time, you go ahead and open yours to reveal a beautiful set of jewelry. paired with it is a love letter, full of sweet words complimenting you and helping express seungkwan’s love for you, along with a few innuendos that you choose to ignore until later in the day. you look up to watch him open his, and he’s beaming brighter than the sun upon pulling out tickets for a trip back to jeju out of his present box.

lee seokmin ♡

seokmin was too scared to see your reaction to his heartfelt messages, ones that he waited until you were sleeping to write

thus, he made a point to wake up before you did and head out with the excuse of getting breakfast

you would know how shy he’ll get when he watches you open all his gifts, so he simply chooses to send a text message to you while he’s gone

‘good morning, sweetpea (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) happy valentine’s day! i’ve left a few gifts out on the table while i get breakfast, feel free to open them while i’m out ♡’

when you wake up on valentine’s day, you expect to feel your boyfriend lying beside you. reaching your arm out for his body, not feeling it against your own, you end up hitting cold bedsheets. immediately snapping your eyes open, you sit up against the headboard and look around. the room is empty, and when you look at his nightstand his phone is gone. grabbing yours, you open it to immediately call him when you’re met with his message. finally relaxing, you decide it’s enough sleep and get out of bed to make your way to the kitchen.

on the table there’s a gift basket, holding a plushie of a dog that’s eerily similar to your boyfriend along with heart shaped candies and a letter. underneath it is a heart patterned doily with rose petals scattered all over the table. with a smile you sit down, not forgetting to respond to his text before opening the folded piece of paper. you know very well that he’s shy about things like this, which is likely why he avoided being here when you looked at his gifts, too anxious to sit there and watch your reaction.

popping a piece of candy into your mouth, you read seokmin’s letter and it’s nothing short of what you expected. he always downplays his gifts, saying they’re nothing special, but his words always manage to touch your heart more than they did the year before. he really knows how to make your heart flutter, if it wasn’t evident by this already being your second valentine’s day together.

finally he comes in the front door, holding a bag from your favorite bakery and another from a breakfast place. he sets them down on the dinner table, pulling you in for a hug and a kiss before sitting down across from you.

“did you like your gifts…?” he asks shyly, cheeks already pink.

you take his hand, kissing his knuckles similarly to how he would to you. “of course, seokkie. they’re so cute, i’m so happy.”

you can see the way he lets out a breath of relief, and you laugh as he finally relaxes and tells you how he was yet again scared that it would disappoint you. just like last year, you remind him that you’d be happy even if he got you nothing, and his gifts will never not make you happy.

kwon soonyoung ♡

soonyoung’s probably the only one who would stay in bed with you in the morning, selfishly choosing to spend it how he likes.. next to you, even though it’s a win for both sides

he’d wake up with you, showering with you (it was his only request for the day) and getting ready to spend the holiday together

you’d have a light breakfast, packing up all the stuff to have a picnic together!

on the way you’d pick up latte from his family’s home and head out to enjoy the day with your two favorites <3

the blanket underneath you is covered in dirt once again as latte brings her toy back to it, having came from the bushes after soonyoung “accidentally threw it in there”. as he finally relaxes with his head in your lap, you scold him once again for dirtying your new blanket he gifted you for today. latte follows suit, laying on top of his stomach and licking under his chin. you smile, running a hand over his cropped blonde locks. his eyes fall shut, and you can see the relaxation come over his body. his forehead is still a little damp due to the sweat he worked up running with his dog, and you discreetly wipe your hand on the blanket beneath you.

you can’t tell if the two resting on you are sleeping or not, but soonyoung’s face looks completely at peace and latte hasn’t moved an inch since getting comfortable. eventually, seeing as they haven’t moved, you rest your head against the tree behind you and bask in the peacefulness of the environment around you. eventually, the duo wake up, and you finally share the treats you packed for the occasion. for you and soonyoung there’s a heart shaped cake with wine glasses to scoop it up with, and latte has her own miniature dog-safe one. there’s many photos taken and lots of icing splattered everywhere, but when you look back on the day and see the joy on your faces, along with the initial necklaces you traded as your gift, it feels chaotic but so you.

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