#Hajun Yeon x amab!reader headcanons

[silvanusx]

⠂⩇⩇1 ᱺ Hajun Yeon with an amab!reader who cares about him

━━━ Summary﹕Platonic headcanon with amab!reader and Hajun, brief mention of the bad habit of eating little. Amab!reader is also part of BAE after Anne, mention of Allen and Anne.

━━ Note﹕I love Hajun, I just want to adore him and destroy him... anyway

Before you arrived, he was practically the unofficial chef of the house, preparing meals for those two idiots (Allen and Anne). Aware that, without him, these two fools would sustain themselves on fast food.

Despite his hectic schedule as a model, diligent student, and athlete, he lost himself in taking care of those two fools, forgetting even his own basic needs. Breakfast and lunch were luxuries he rarely allowed himself.

But that was before, before you arrived.

Hajun entered, freeing himself from the early morning sweat. Although the tempting aroma of the kitchen caught his attention, he kicked off his sneakers and walked barefoot into the main living area and kitchen.

He found you there, with your back turned, engrossed in the task of stirring something in the pan. The enticing aroma led him to believe that something more elaborate was underway, but he soon discovered it was just a simple scrambled egg.

"Morning." greeted Hajun, approaching calmly as he let out a sigh. You briefly turned your head to acknowledge his presence before focusing again on preparing the food.

"Good morning, Hajun. After your shower, could you wake up those two?" Your voice resonated naturally as you handled the sausages in another pan, cutting them almost in half.

Hajun remained silent, perhaps relieved at the prospect of not having to take charge of the kitchen. He resigned silently and headed towards his room, strangely obeying your orders.

Before, his main concern was feeding those two "idiots"; the only time he ate during the day was at dinner with Allen and Anne.

Hajun started to notice that throughout the day, you appeared with plates of fruit or snacks specifically prepared for him, proving to be observant enough to notice his habit of eating sparingly.

At first, Hajun would reject it, perhaps to maintain appearances, but you didn't insist either. You simply left the plate near him or within sight, blending it into his surroundings. Initially, he avoided touching what you prepared, unless Allen or Anne approached and tried to grab a part of the snack that you had exclusively set aside for him.

"This is mine." declared Hajun with a smile, taking the plate of chopped fruit with frozen chocolate from Allen's hand.

"Don't be mean, invite me!" Insisted Allen, leaning in to grab one. However, Hajun gave him a shove, causing him to fall to the ground and receiving a displeased look from Allen.

Hajun finally picked up a strawberry and placed it in his mouth, savoring the cold and gently sweet texture of the chocolate coating.

"You have hands; you have everything to do it... prepare one yourself." He said simply. He settled comfortably with crossed legs, continuing his meal in front of a disdainful Allen. Hajun only grinned, openly mocking Allen.

As the days passed, instead of rejecting them, Hajun simply nodded. He didn't accept directly, feigning indifference toward the snack you prepared for him. When you left, he started to eat, not because he enjoyed that treatment, of course not. He just did it so that the food you specifically prepared for him wouldn't go to waste.

Days slipped into weeks, and weeks turned into months. The routine solidified: whenever Hajun skipped a meal, you appeared with a snack or even more. He, being kind enough, accepted them. However, don't get your hopes up thinking he accepted your snacks willingly; he did it out of pity.

Almost without realizing it, Hajun began to eagerly anticipate your snacks. What bothered him the most was that Allen and Anne, upon noticing this, started asking you for snacks, desiring the same exclusive treatment that you gave him.

He wasn't upset, could he be upset just because you were kind enough to do the same for those two idiots by giving them snacks? It's absurd to think that his displeasure had anything to do exclusively with the snacks that were once only for him.

One weekend, for the first time, you forgot to prepare a snack for Hajun.

If he didn't have breakfast, by 10, he would usually have his regular snack. Having forgotten to eat breakfast, he considered his other option: that you would arrive and provide his usual snack.

But that never happened.

Around 11, Hajun began to suspect that something was wrong. He left his room and found you asleep on the couch, lying on your side with a relaxed expression.

For some reason, Hajun held his breath for a moment. The fact that you had unconsciously accustomed him to those little snacks, and today he didn't have one, created a strange sense of anxiety.

Although his heart softened upon realizing that nothing serious had happened, only that you had fallen asleep, for a moment, he wondered if maybe... you had grown tired of preparing those snacks, of giving him that special treatment.

Hajun felt reassured by sensing your genuine concern, even if he never expressed it directly. However, when you didn't do it today, he simply thought that, in the end, you might have found it... unnecessary to do it for him.