#Sanha drabble

[blu-joons]

When The Other Boys Find You Cuddled Up Together ~ Astro Reaction

MJ:

A soft smile formed on Dongmin’s face as he walked out of his room, quietening down straight away as he looked to the sofa in the middle of the dorm. It had been a while since he’d seen you, but at last you were back.

“They’ve not moved for ages,” Minhyuk remarked as he too walked out of his room and noticed Dongmin looking at you.

Dongmin’s smile turned up even more as he listened, “poor Y/N must be knackered from travelling.”

Minhyuk nodded in agreement with Dongmin as they both sat on the sofa opposite to the two of you. “Usually I want to do something to annoy them, but they look too settled for me to want to do that today.”

“You just feel sorry for Y/N’s jetlag, that’s all.”

“If it was just Myungjun asleep right now I’d have a cold glass of water over him in a flash,” Minhyuk proudly admitted, bringing another laugh out of Dongmin. “But, seeing as it’s Y/N the water can save for another day.”

“Shall we give the two of them some space?”

“They’ve got the space of a whole sofa,” Minhyuk scoffed, “as much as I love Y/N, she’s still a guest in our dorm Dongmin.”

“Don’t let Myungjun hear you say that.”

JinJin:

A groan came from Sanha as he walked off the set, greeted straight away by the sight of Jinwoo sat in one of the chairs, you positioned in his lap with your eyes tightly shut, Jinwoo snoring lightly just beside you.

“What’s that grumble for?” Moonbin quizzed as he caught up with Sanha to see what the problem was for him to sigh.

Sanha pointed to his left straight away, “these two…again…he only walked off set seconds ago.”

A sympathetic laugh came from Moonbin as he studied the tight hold that Jinwoo had around you. “You know what the two of them are like, once they start cuddling it’s inevitable that they’ll just fall asleep.”

“Can’t they just save it for the dorm?”

“It seems not,” Moonbin couldn’t help but laugh, throwing his hand against Sanha’s shoulder. “If it means that he performs better on set then that’s all that we’ve got to worry about, and it’s keeping him quiet.”

“But it’s making me want to be sick, Bin.”

“Don’t be dramatic,” Moonbin jokingly scolded, “this could be you one day if you eventually get yourself a girlfriend.”

“I’d never be as bad as these two.”

Cha Eunwoo:

A loud laugh escaped from Minhyuk as he answered his phone, quickly calling the rest of the boys over. He zoomed in on the photo that he had been sent so that everyone could see what it was that he had found.

“Is that Dongmin? And Y/N?” Jinwoo laughed as he peered over Dongmin’s shoulder, “how did you get your hands on that?”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Dongmin, “I got sent it by a friend who’s working on his drama.”

The boys broke out into a fit of chuckles as they all made sure to get a good look at the photo. “Make sure that you keep a hold of that Min, you never quite know when we might be able to use that against him.”

“Are you blackmailing him with it?”

“Perhaps,” Moonbin proudly smiled in response to Jinwoo’s question, “just imagine his face when we ask him to do something and one day show him that photo of their cuddle when he tells us he’s not doing it.”

“That does sound like something fun for us.”

“See, it’s perfect,” Moonbin chuckled to himself. “Minhyuk, make sure you keep that photo, we’ll get some good use from that.”

“It’s already there in my camera roll.”

Moonbin:

An appreciative smile formed on Myungjun’s face as he was handed the keycard for your hotel room. He called out your names only to be met by silence, finally walking into the room to find you both on the bed.

“Did you find them? Are they alive?” Sanha joked as he caught up to Myungjun, only to find you both fast asleep too.

Myungjun nodded as he pointed in your direction, “I think jetlag caught up with some people.”

A roll of the eyes came from Sanha as Dongmin appeared just behind his shoulder. “They’ll kill us if we wake them up now, maybe we could save them something for dinner or bring some bits up to the room for them.”

“Moonbin does love his food.”

“He loves Y/N much more than food though,” Myungjun reminded Sanha as he spoke, “I think he’d be much angrier if we woke him up from a cuddle with Y/N, we all know just how much he loves one of those.”

“Do you think he’ll mind eating a cold dinner?”

“If he gets a cuddle from Y/N out of it, I think he’ll be alright,” Dongmin chuckled as once again Sanha asked the question.

“Let’s not let our dinner get cold too then.”

Rocky:

A snigger came from Jinwoo as he came back out from the dressing room, holding his hand up and stopping the rest of the boys from walking in. They were far from impressed as they searched for rest after their rehearsal.

“We’re not allowed in here,” Jinwoo tried his best to tell them all, “it looks like Y/N and Minhyuk are fast asleep.”

Moonbin stepped forwards, only to be pushed back again. “I said we can’t go in and disturb them.”

Sanha stepped forwards too just beside Moonbin, “where are we supposed to sit if we can’t even go in our own dressing room? We have to sit out in the corridor because those two might look slightly cute.

“Take a look for yourself.”

“I’ll do just that,” Moonbin retorted, nudging past Jinwoo to be able to look at the two of you, only to stop as he found you both. “Oh,” he stuttered as he looked at you both, “I guess they do look pretty cute after all.”

“See, let’s just give them a few minutes to rest.”

“A few minutes is all they’re getting,” Moonbin told the rest of the boys, “they might be cute but they’re not that cute just yet.”

“I knew we’d be able to convince you.”

Sanha:

The boys were quickly shushed by Dongmin as they made their way into the dorm, only to find you and Sanha laid out across the sofa with his arms holding onto you, making sure that you didn’t roll and fall.

“That’s our sofa,” Myungjun complained in a hushed whisper, “we go for ten minutes and they steal out spots.”

Several shakes of the head came from the boys, “we can’t move them, they look so comfortable.”

Moonbin was the first to step towards you both, leaning over the sofa as he spotted the faint smiles that were on both of your faces. “Look at how adorable they are, it’s like they purposely try to make us jealous.”

“They don’t do that.”

“I bet they planned this,” Myungjun agreed, trying his best to control the volume of his voice. “They probably wanted us to find them so that we’d all be reminded of how single we are compared to the two of them.”

“Or, they could just be really tired right now.”

“Don’t excuse this,” Myungjun warned Minhyuk as he offered a more reasonable possibility, “we can’t let them get away with this.”

“They’re not even doing anything wrong.”

---

Masterlist

[wonhosmistress]

So it’s only been a day but I decided to take upon myself to make an announcement because this involves the entire kpop community. Ever since I came across the first post of Moonbin’s sudden passing I was in shock…I still am.

It hit too close to home not because I was necessarily a stan but I had just discovered the duo Moonbin was with Sanha, but it made me reconsider the guilt and sadness creeping up on me regardless of whether I had just become a fan or i wasn’t. This could happen to ANY of our favorite artists specifically Kpop idols because they only show so much to the public eye. This is another reason why we need to be there for each other as a community despite of having different groups we support, not only that but we need to show these idols kindness and support not bombard them with constant negativity. A small action such as kindness can have a big impact, we NEVER know what someone else is going through.

I’ve been having to take time offline from TikTok and IG because there’s constant bombarding of the heartbreaking news of Moonbin and his funeral and his family/friends in mourning. Sometimes, I think about how this could affect me indirectly as a fan of beloved artist be it who it may or my siblings who also have depression. I wish all of his fans a heartwarming hug and support for whoever may need it, my inbox is open! If you need time away from social media please take it and if you also need to talk to someone or have mental health issues please seek some help💕

I love y’all and please do take care of y’all’s self.

[hoshologies]

Seems like you got more markfs coming your way🤭

can i request mark+ice play? (i know you have written 2 mark drabbles+1 wip but please don’t get tired of writing for mark LMAO)

LMAO we'll see how my adhd deals w the influx of markfs asking me to write abt him, but i'm praying i don't burn out on him bc my life would be hell if i did fr

⌗ now playing ... bad idea, moonbin and sanha

warnings afab!reader (no gendered nicknames), ice play, mark being a lil sadistic

you're not quite sure where mark got the idea from, what part of his psyche conjured it up and convinced him to try it just once. when he'd pitched the idea of temperature play, you'd tentatively gotten behind it; it sounded interesting at the very least and with mark, you were willing to give anything a shot within reason.

so here you are, on a saturday night, the only one bare to the room. your clothes are discarded somewhere on his bedroom floor (you care not, of course) and you're sprawled on his bed, head canting back against his pillows. mark himself is settled between your legs, fully clothed, and dragging an ice cube up and down the skin he has access to (which is, for all intents and purposes, all of it).

"stop squirming," he says, pinching at your inner thigh and drawing a whine out of you. when he glances up at you, his eyes are darker than normal, predatory in a way that he saves just for you, for moments like this.

either way, you're trying to stay still for him (you want to be good, after all), but you're not used to the chill of the ice against your skin. and you suppose that is the point of this whole experience, but still, your muscles can't help but tense up and pull away from the near unbearable cold. you will yourself to calm down, mumbling a reedy m'sorry, mark, which earns you a soft kiss to soothe the place he pinched you.

but before you can settle yourself, brace for the next touch of the ice, but it doesn't come where you expect it. up until this second, mark has been keeping it to your legs and your navel, relishing in the way your body reacted to the sudden cold; that's where you expect it to stay.

instead, he presses it right over your folds, draws it over your clit, along every sensitive part of you. you can't help but squeal, shift your hips to get away from it, crying out a it's cold, markie, but his free hand holds you down, the ice cube chasing after you.

in some twisted way, the biting cold feels so good, has white heat rushing through you. and even though you're whining, mark watches how your pussy clenches around nothing, how your slick seeps from it and coats his dark duvet. his hot breath soothes the chill, tongue lathing over you to get your skin hot again, just to bring the ice back.

when he offers you a reprieve ("you just gotta tell me if you want me to stop"), but in that same twisted way, now that you've started, you don't want him to stop. it's all too exquisite, the way he licks away the burning cold, driving you towards that precipice you so desire. you tell him to keep going until the ice is melted. and he so readily complies.

© hoshologies 2023. do not translate, copy, or repost my work on any site.

[eleganzadellarosa]

ASTRO

Oneshots - 1️⃣ Series - 📖 Drabbles - ✂️ Headcannons - 💭 Ongoing - 🌀

Smut - 🔞 Fluff - 🎀 Angst - 🖤 Suggestive - 👀

MJ (Myung Jun)

Jinjin (Jinwoo)

Cha Eunwoo

Business Before Pleasure (1 2) 📖🖤🎀🔞🌀

Rocky (Minhyuk) -former

Sanha

[sunflowercheol]

🎃🍁 ~ SunflowerCheol’s 31 Days of Halloween ~ 🍁🎃

Hello! I have decided to do a 31 days of Halloween Drabbles/Oneshots and will be posting one every day up until Halloween! I took some things associated with Halloween and Fall time and made little drabbles/oneshots for different members! Here's a sneak peak of the members/groups (but not in order that I will be posting) I have decided to write for!

Chanhee (TBZ)

Sangyeon (TBZ)

Haechan (NCT)

Jungkook (BTS) and Yugyeom (GOT7)

Wooyoung (ATZ), Changbin (SKZ), Yeonjun (TXT)

Suho (EXO) and Sehun (EXO)

Tomorrow X Together

Monsta X + Wonho

Yoongi (BTS)

Kibum (Shinee)

Taehyung (BTS) and Jimin (BTS)

Johnny (NCT) and Taeyong (NCT)

Seungkwan (SVT)

Jacob (TBZ) and Kevin (TBZ)

Jinyoung (GOT7)

Hueningkai (TXT)

Baekhyun (EXO)

Jinjin (ASTRO)

Jackson (GOT7)

Changmin (TBZ)

Eric (TBZ) and Felix (TBZ)

Jungwoo (NCT)

Renjun (NCT)

Chenle (NCT), Changmin (TBZ), Jeongin (SKZ), Hueningkai (TXT), Sanha (ASTRO)

Lee Know (SKZ)

Yuta (NCT)

Taemin (SHINee)

Seventeen, hyung line

Ateez

Kyungsoo (EXO)

97 Line - Jungkook (BTS), Yugyeom (GOT7), Bambam (GOT7), Seokmin (SVT), Mingyu (SVT), Minghao (SVT), Bang Chan (SKZ), Hyunjae (TBZ), Jacob (TBZ), Younghoon (TBZ), Eunwoo (ASTRO), Jaehyun (NCT), Winwin (NCT)

Hope you are excited for them!

[kpoptrashlord-007]

Strawberry Sorbet;; YSH

Word Count;; .5k

Genre;; Pure Fluff!

Pairing;; Sanha x Reader

Summary;;

Stealing kisses is your boyfriend's latest hobby. His pecks are sudden and soft, lingering just long enough to transfer some of your new balm onto his own lips.

Warnings;;

None!

Notes;;

Written for one of my lovely Tumblr moots, @vanillakylee ♡ Based off the prompt generator tag game.

My Masterlist || ASTRO Masterlist

   Applying a fresh layer of chapstick to combat the dry heat of summer, you smooth out the sticky, sweet balm with a quick smack of your lips. Strawberry sorbet seeps into your mouth. It's a new flavour that your favourite brand released a few months ago and after the first purchase you were hooked. Even the scent is enticing, strong and fragrant on your soft lips.

   Another reason you love the flavour is because of the effect it has on your boyfriend. Like a honeybee to a flower, he gravitates to you. While he is the type to be close regardless, the balm summons him. If you didn't know better, you might think he's addicted to the sweet aroma and delectable taste. The idea alone has you laughing under your breath as you flick through movie options.

   Sanha enters the living room with a giant smile and a few bags of groceries. He announces his triumphant return with a 'got the snacks!' before dashing off to the kitchen to offload the supplies. From your spot on the couch, you hear drawers slide open and cabinets creak shut as well as the clinking of glass and crinkling of plastic.

   You stand, stretching your back like a cat waking from a nap, content and warm. It's a small residence and within a few steps you're in the kitchen. Beside you is a beaming Sanha. He's holding a packet of popcorn kernels in one hand and a bottle of juice in the other. Opening the microwave for him, you grab two champagne flutes from the overhead cabinet while he places the snack packet onto the rotating disc. You hand the flutes to him and set the timer on the microwave.

   "So I was thinking we could wa-"

   Sanha's lips brush against yours in a chaste kiss, cutting you off. Stunned, you blink a few times, trying to regain your composure and train of thought. His lips glisten with the balm's essence and you raise your brow, well aware of his motives but never one to pass up an opportunity to tease him.

   "What was that for?"

   "You taste yummy," he laughs, using his lips to rub the leftover residue in. "We can watch whatever you like."

   Maintaining his bright stare, you smile as you lean against the counter. The popcorn kernels start to burst in loud pops!. Grabbing the balm from your pocket, you twist it in your fingers. Playfulness bouncing from each word, you sigh, "I think you like the balm more than me."

   Sanha snorts. A chuckle bubbles deep in your chest and you start to turn toward the microwave, waiting for the sweet spot between the majority of the kernels being popped and burned. Before you have time to finish your turn, you're lifted off the ground. He twirls you, his arms wrapped tight around your waist, his breath a soft whisper against your ears.

   "The balm tastes nice because it's on you, honey."

  – ♡ –  If you enjoyed this, please consider liking, commenting, reblogging, and/or following! Thank you!

[sighjeongguk]

↳ request!

↳ yoon sanha x reader

↳ words: 1104

↳ genre(s): fluff, friends to lovers.

↳ summary: you thought you were the only one who wanted something more, until sanha takes a step that neither of you anticipated.

“You’re doing it again.”

         You blink, and immediately groan as you yank the pencil from your mouth. A bad habit that you’d picked up somewhere, chewing on the end of your pencil when you’re particularly stressed—and what else would you be but stressed when trying to trudge your way through a 4000-word essay?

         Sanha reaches over to pluck the pencil from your fingers, his face scrunched up in disgust as he discards it on the table. “Why do you even need a pencil?” He asks, gesturing at the open laptop sitting before you. “YN, it’s a digital paper!”

         “To doodle on my textbooks!” You huff, snatching the pencil from the table and scribbling in your textbook, just to make a point. “See!”

         Sanha huffs out a laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he, once again, takes the pencil from you. “Doodle later. You’re going to give yourself lead poisoning at this point.”

         “Don’t be dramatic,” you scoff, but do as he says, letting the pencil be abandoned on the table and turning back to your essay. 300 words left, but the last hurdle is always the hardest. When you find yourself running out of things to say just as the word count begins to seem bearable.

         250. You think back to two days ago, when you’d started this essay, confident that you’d fly through it. You hate that person. Too cocky, arrogant.

         248. The first hiccup had been two-hundred words in, when you’d seen how little you’d done and how much you had left. You’d cursed your professor for the essay.

         250. You’re never going to complain about a 2500-word essay ever again. How were you supposed to drag out a literary analysis for 4000 words when most of your notes were doodles? You glance sideways at a, rather unflattering, doodle you’d done of Sanha. Maybe you should have taken up Art instead of Literature.

         247. You’re going to scream. How do you write conclusions again? How do you wrap up 3500 words of pure crap in a nice bow?

         You don’t scream, but you do groan. Behind you, Sanha chuckles. It doesn’t stop even when you turn to glare at him; he simply gestures at your laptop screen once more, prompting you to focus back on your work. You regret asking him to come over. Normally, he’s around to distract you, but there are times—like today—when your stress radiates off you and he has no choice but to step in and help you focus, your best friend and greatest supporter.

         Sanha taps his finger against a scribbled note you’d left yourself sometime during your last meltdown, a suggestion for the ending of this godforsaken essay that won’t just be rehashing what you’d already said and instead wrap everything up tidily. You beam over your shoulder at him, then with a few sideways glances at the note, you bring your essay to a close.

 As soon as your essay is handed in, you reward yourself by smacking your head against the coffee table you’re sitting at. Thunk, thunk, thunk—you ignore the dull pain that blossoms on your temple. You’re trying to empty your head of the four-thousand-and-seventeen words, you think. You lower your head again, but this time it doesn’t hit wood. You let your head rest on Sanha’s hand for a moment—a brief, quiet moment—before lifting it to look at him through tired eyes.

         He puts your drink down on the table with the hand that wasn’t saving your brain, and settles himself comfortably on the floor beside you. He brushes your hair away from your face in a gesture that’s both familiar and strange. Familiar, because Sanha is your best friend, because he is often the one to do these things for you. Strange, because it’s more… intimate than usual. Too soft for a boy that makes fun of you with contagious laughter and shaking shoulders, who’ll call you ugly, gross, every name under the sun but still be the first to step up if anyone else said that to you.

         And now, he’s looking at you with soft smile, soft eyes, everything soft, soft, soft. Soft hand on your face, soft gaze coming closer; soft lips on yours. And oh, that’s new. That’s new and different and not at all what you were expecting when you started developing feelings for Yoon Sanha.

         You expected to ignore them, these feelings, to push them down and down until they disappeared altogether. You expected to daydream about kissing him. You didn’t expect him to kiss you.

         You almost chase his lips with yours when he pulls away, almost find yourself drawing closer when you’re supposed to be pulling apart. He averts his gaze immediately, looks anywhere but at you—the floor, the ceiling, the dust specks on the TV stand.

         He murmurs, “I’m sorry,” and you feel your heart break. Not because this is an unrequited love, but because you have both been labouring under the impression that it is. Because you know Sanha, you know he doesn’t kiss people on impulse. He must have been thinking about it for a while.

         “Don’t be.” You curl your fingers around the sleeve of his t-shirt, anchoring him in place. He is close to running and you know that. He would rather run and ignore this mess he thinks he has made instead of staying long enough to realise there isn’t one. “Sanha, I—.” The words catch in your throat, anxiety reaching up from your chest to grab them before they can make themselves heard.

         Sanha sighs, a heavy thing, and he turns his head just slightly. You can see his side profile and it is so, so pretty, but so, so heartbreaking. He looks defeated. “I’m sorry, YN. I just—I like you.” He smiles, but it’s a weak thing. “It’s dumb, I know—I’m sorry, but I promise—I promise I can move on.”

         “What if I don’t want you to?” He looks up at that, eyes blown wide, hope and fear blooming behind midnight irises. “What if—what if I feel the same?”

         “Really?” He asks, and you almost laugh at how quickly he goes from kicked puppy to overexcited puppy. You love him, so much.

         You nod, returning his hopeful grin. “Really.” It takes him barely a second to kick into action, for him to ignite your second kiss. When he pulls away this time, he’s still smiling. Heart full, you say, “I really like you, Yoon Sanha.”

         He presses a kiss to the tip of your nose. “I really like you, YN.”

[chim-chimchii]

Missing You (Sanha)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None just Sanha being a cute boyfriend

Requested: Nope I just wanted to write this for Ashley ( @inspired-by-bts )

Note: I just moved to a new house and have yet to get internet so that’s why I’ve been MIA. I have also had no motivation or inspiration! Please request some interesting ideas! Also I’m trying something a little bit different with my writing by adding some fake texts and posts. Let me know if you like it!!

.......

Today was the day you had been looking forward to all week. Not only was it your day off but, it was also the day Sanha promised to take you out on a special date. With the new drama he was filming and the upcoming comeback, it was hard to find time to spend together.

You had just finished getting dressed when your phone started ringing. Quickly, you wrapped your wet hair in a towel and scrambled over to answer it.

”Hello?” You tried not to sound so rushed.

”Hi, Y/n!” Sanha greeted cheerfully. You could just hear the smile in his voice.

”Good morning.” You sat at the edge of your bed fiddling with your sheets. The excitement of seeing him today was filling your entire body.

”I kinda have some bad news.” He mumbled. His happy tone disappeared.

The excitement that was coursing through your body died upon hearing his words.

”Oh?”

Sanha sighed. ”The scenes we shot yesterday got lost and now we have to refilm them today. I'm so sorry but we'll have to postpone the date I planned.”

You pressed your lips into a thin line.

”I understand completely.” You tried not to sound too disappointed.

If Sanha knew how upset you were he would blame himself for everything and you could obviously tell he was more upset than you were.

”Are you upset with me?” He asked in a small voice.

You shook your head as if he could see you.

”No. Of course, I'm not upset with you. This situation is completely out of our hands.” Your reassurance seemed to lift his spirits a bit.

”I promise I’ll make it up to you. Okay?”

”I know you will Sanha.”

You heard a commotion from the other line then Sanha let out a breath.

”I’ve got to go. I'll call you when we break for lunch.”

You both said your goodbyes then the line went silent. Now, what were you supposed to do on your day off? You laid back only for you to sit up again because of your phone vibrating.

You laid back down and held your phone close to your heart as it was beating fast. Even after years of dating him, Sanha still managed to make your heart flutter.

You let out a huff. When was the last time you saw him for more than 30 minutes? Two weeks ago? You looked at the texts once more. The topic of lunch reminded you of his complaints against the food they served on set.

You jumped to your feet with an idea. You would take Sanha lunch

.....

With the picnic basket in hand, you kept your distance from the set and leaned against a tree. With your other hand, you played with the visitor badge and watched your boyfriend run through a scene with his costars. A smile played on your lips and you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he had come so far in his career.

”Cut! That was perfect. Let's break for lunch!”

The director jumped out of his chair and patted Sanha on the back with a beaming smile. He was obviously happy with Sanha’s acting, as he should be.

You slowly inched closer to Sanha and with every step, the more your stomach flipped. Here he was making you nervous again. You were right behind him when the director caught your eyes and cut his conversation with Sanha short.

Sanha turned around to see what had caught the director’s attention. When he saw you his face lit up.

”I’ll let you enjoy your lunch.” The director politely excused himself and left you and Sanha alone.

”Y/n! What're you doing here?” He pulled you into a tight embrace.

Enjoying the feeling of his arms around you, you let him hold you for a moment longer before pulling away to place a kiss on his cheek.

”I’ve missed you so much.” Sanha whispered softly. His hand raised to caress your cheek.

If this was a week ago, Sanha would have already been screaming and hiding shyly for sharing such an intimate moment with you so publicly. But, here he was acting so boldly, the time apart must have taken a toll on him.

”Did you miss me?” He inquired unsure of your feelings.

”Of course I did. Why would you think that I didn't?”

Sanha dropped your gaze.

”I’m always gone and I’m scared you'll find someone else. Someone you can be with at any time of the day. Unlike me.”

Your heart dropped.

”Sanha-” You tried to meet his gaze again.

”-I could never do that to you. You're the only guy in my life and I don't need to see you every second of every day to know that. You're busy doing what you love and I'm so happy that you share that part of your life with me. Sure, it gets hard sometimes but I know that you'll always be there for me in any way that you can. And that's enough.”

You placed your hands on his cheeks to get him to look at you.

”My love for you isn't going anywhere.”

Sanha nodded and smiled slightly.

”I love you too.”

You pecked his lips and pulled away from him. A childlike love was prominent in his eyes.

”Now, let’s eat this amazing meal I prepared for you.”

Sanha took the basket from your hands and sprinted towards an open spot on the grassy field where the rest of the crew sat enjoying their lunches. You laughed at him and followed close behind.

.....BONUS.....

[softyn]

6 + kinda angst + sanha for the drabble game please 💞

6.- I want to kiss you right now.

Thank you so muchh honey!! I hope you like it!💗

✿.｡.: .:｡✿

You looked at Sanha, who was still on his phone and you huffed.

He always did this to you, the few time that you could met, he was always on his phone.

"Stupid." you muttered and Sanha looked at you with a confused look.

"What did I do?" He asked you.

You huffed again and crossed your arms over your chest.

You sat on the other side of the sofa and pouted, with your arms still crossed. "We barely can meet because of your idol life and the few time we met, you are always on your phone."

Sanha turned off his phone and looked at you again. "I’m sorry, I didn’t even realize it, but now I’m yours." he said.

"No, I don’t want you now, I’m mad at you." You said and you turned your head.

He giggled and he got closer to you.

"You are too cute when you get angry." he laughed and you pouted more.

Actually, you did knew that everytime you tried to get angry with Sanha, you looked more like a toddler getting angry, so you tried your best to hide the smirk that was forming in your mouth.

Sanha noticed your failed attempt to hide your smirk and laughed more. "Cute." he smiled and you blushed slightly.

" I want to kiss you right now." he said.

You looked with the corner of your eye and you frowned slightly.

"I’m mad at you." you said.

Then, he started to get closer to you, trying to made you smile.

"You are not." he pouted.

"I am." you said.

Finally, your faces were close enough to your noses to touch.

"Not even a peck?" he cried.

You giggled and brought your lips closer to his.

Who were you trying to lie to? You couldn't resist to Yoon Sanha.

[soybeantree]

drabble idea #2o

pairing: yoon sanha  x reader genre/warning:  – word count: – description: a little date at the amusement park - because astro didn’t invite me when they went to universal and that’s lame.

The day dawned bright with sunlight, and you yanked your curtains closed and crawled back under your covers. You were prepared to spend the entire day wallowing in your bed.

Fortunately, Sanha was unwilling to let you wallow. He showed up at your door, a ridiculous hat on his head and an equally ridiculous hat for you to wear. Your refusal was ignored. He had tickets to the amusement park, and you two were going to spend the day together.

He had a plan to rid you of your sadness. You two would ride every terrifying coaster in the park. This would scare the sadness out of you. Then before the sadness could return, he would fill you up with food and laughter.  You called him silly and told him that made no sense.

At the end of the day, you walked home with a stomachache and a smile on your face. But try as you might, you could find no trace of sadness.

[blu-joons]

When He Lays Down On Your Butt ~ Astro Reaction

JinJin:

“I’ve found the perfect spot to sleep,” Jinwoo proudly announced, making sure he had your attention as he laid himself down.

“No way,” you tried to argue as you figured where he was about to lay, but Jinwoo was far too quick for you as he rested his head down against your butt before you could roll away.

A confident laugh came from him as he shuffled over your bump to get comfortable, “I was right, this is the perfect spot for me to sleep.”

“Stop sounding so smug,” you scolded, kicking your foot back so that it knocked into Jinwoo, “I’ll get you back for this too.”

A loud laugh came from Jinwoo, “you can never stay mad at me for too long.”

“If I was strong enough to move you off of my butt, I definitely would right now,” you sighed back across to Jinwoo, “you’re lucky to be strong.”

“You usually love how strong I am.”

“I know, don’t remind me.”

MJ:

“Don’t mind me,” a giggly Myungjun told you as he laid down on your butt from your invitation, feeling strange straight away.

“What’s so funny?” You cluelessly asked him, unsure as to what had tickled him so much. “Please tell me you’re not laughing at the fact that you’re laying on my butt right now, are you?”

The pause that came from him soon told you everything. “It just feels so funny, I never imagined that I would lay here, it’s kind of surreal.”

“I can’t with you sometimes,” you laughed, pressing your hand to the top of your head. “What am I going to do with you?”

Another shy chuckle came from Myungjun, “do I look cute down here Y/N?”

“Do you look cute laying on my butt?” You questioned Myungjun in disbelief, “what am I even supposed to say in reply to that, you’re an idiot.”

“I’ll take that as a yes from you then.”

“You always look cute to me.”

Cha Eunwoo:

“I’m so tired,” Dongmin remarked as he dropped down on the bed, glancing at your figure that was already stretched out.

“Lay down then,” you told him as you absentmindedly scrolled through your phone, suddenly feeling a weight come down on your butt. “I meant lay down on your pillow, not lay down on me.”

A shrug followed from Dongmin as he struggled to hold back his laughter, “I just thought I’d lay down in the cosiest spot for me to rest in.”

“You can’t spend all night asleep on my butt,” you challenged, rolling your eyes at him. “You know you’ll have to move.”

Dongmin’s head shook back at you, “is that a challenge? I reckon that I can stay.”

“There’s no way,” you immediately predicted in reply to him. “I can make laying on my butt very uncomfortable for you if you want me to do so Min.”

“You wouldn’t do that to me though.”

“Do you want to find out and see?”

Moonbin:

“This is comfy,” Moonbin couldn’t help but tease as soon as he lowered his head down, planting it in the middle of your butt.

“I’m glad you’re comfy,” you joked, surprised by how heavy he was as he laid down on top of you. “I don’t remember saying that you could lay down on me, and especially on my butt too.”

A cheeky smile formed on Moonbin’s face as he met your eyes, “you can’t say no to me now that I’m here, and especially as I’m so comfortable.”

“I reckon I could get you off if I wanted to,” you smirked, jolting your butt up so that Moonbin’s head bounced in the air.

He shot a glare at you straight away, “that’s so mean, what did I do to deserve that?”

“Next time you decide you want to lay on my butt, it’s a reminder to ask first,” you teasingly scolded him, “I don’t just let anyone lay down on my butt you know.”

“But if they’re as handsome as me?”

“I guess they can get away with it.”

Rocky: 

“Hi,” Minhyuk giggled as he noticed you glancing down to look at him, settled on your butt with a wide smile on his face.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You challenged with a shake of your head, watching as Minhyuk didn’t move an inch. “That’s not a pillow you know, you can’t rest your head down there.”

A pout formed on Minhyuk’s face as he refused to budge. “Pillows are boring, it’s fun to try out new things to rest on instead sometimes Y/N.”

“That’s a ridiculous excuse,” you scoffed back down to him, “you’re just saying that to convince me to let you stay laying there.”

A slight nod came from Minhyuk, “is it working? Can I stay laying on your butt?”

“You’re impossible,” you whispered, but found yourself nodding your head anyway. “I don’t know how, or why, I let you get away with these things sometimes.”

“It’s because you love me so much.”

“Of course, that must be it Min.”

Sanha:

“Y/N, come on,” Sanha huffed as he dropped down on the bed beside where you laid, continuing to work on your laptop.

“I’ve nearly done,” you assured Sanha, watching as he shuffled towards you and laid his head against your butt in an attempt to finally get some attention from you. “Laying there won’t make me faster.”

An innocent smile formed on Sanha’s face as he looked up at you, “I reckon that there’s a few things that I could do that would make you work faster.”

“You’re making me take longer because now I’m focusing on you and not my work,” you told him, “the longer you distract me Sanha.”

His shoulders shrugged back at you, “it’s a sign that you should leave work for now.”

“I’ve got to get this done,” you frowned, finding yourself being pulled in two different directions. “You can’t do this to me, I don’t disturb you when you’re at work.”

“I guess I just want to be with you.”

“Fine, this can be saved for later.”

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[sanhabbu]

Hiiii I would like to request a reaction where astro have a really cold and intimidating bad girl girlfriend who only is kind to them and always spoils them

hi, thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it ♡

→ astro reaction to their s/o being intimidating but soft with them

KIM MYUNG JUN (MJ) ｡*♡

he probably finds it funny, to be honest. the contrast in how you are with the rest of the world and when you are with him makes him feel another kind of special.

he makes the effort to make you laugh more and keep you always happy so even if other people finds you to be cold, he knows you are the kindest with the ones you love.

PARK JIN WOO (JINJIN) ｡*♡

very similar to mj, he knows the real you so he just smiles and shakes his head when people say you are this way. finds it very fun to be affectionate with you in public and see you get all flustered while trying to contain your smile.

LEE DONG MIN (EUNWOO) ｡*♡

the one who's so proud to be your only exception and barely can contain his excitement. no joke, he probably loves to wrap his arms around you while walking and kiss you at random times.

loves you the way you are and would never try to change you, 10/10.

MOON BIN (BIN) ｡*♡

was low-key nervous when you met because of the aura you had but once he got to know you, he realized you are one of the most adorable people he ever interacted with. another proud boyfriend, has the time of his life when people looks at the two of you surprised at the change in attitude you have around him.

PARK MIN HYUK (ROCKY) ｡*♡

knows what it feels like to be judged by your attitude so he never did the same to you. he patiently waited until you felt comfortable around him and can say proudly that he was right when he sees you being so kind and sweet with him. keeps his distance in public but is always holding your hand, it makes him the happiest.

YOON SAN HA (SANHA) ｡*♡

maybe it was a bit difficult for him to gather the courage to talk to you at first since you seem so cold and distant but still, he liked you so he did his best and look, you're together ever since. can't believe sometimes how cute you are with him and thinks you have a switch somewhere in your brain which activates only in public. head over heels kind of boyfriend.

[daybreakx]

comfort

➵ astro sanha x fem reader. period comfort, fluff.

➵ this was a request! I hope you enjoy it my dear anon.

➵ word count: 515 words

➵ warnings: talks of period pain, mentions of food.

➵ a/n: thank you for requesting for astro, I really like writing for them♡

feedback is greatly appreciated, so please, let me know what you think!

“Is everything okay?” Sanha asked popping his head through the door of your room. Most of the time, when he got back from work you’d be waiting for him, to hear everything about his day. “Baby?”

You mumbled an incomprehensible response back, burying your face deeper into the pillows you were laying. Folded in half and with your hands around your middle, didn’t seem like the most comfortable option but it was the only one that relieved a little of your pain.

The mattress shifted under Sanha’s weight as he sat down, an expression of clear worry on his features as he leaned down face level. “What’s wrong love?” he questioned again, running his hand down from your neck to your shoulder.

“I got my period,” you muttered again, looking at him with half-shut eyes. “And it hurts.”

Sanha had never been one to flinch at the mention of periods. Honestly, the thought it was childish when men did so, it was a natural thing for bodies and what he wanted most was for you to be comfortable around this time of the month.

Your boyfriend pouted slightly, only being able to imagine how much pain you really felt. “What can I do for you? Do you need your hot water bottle?” his fingers were sinking into your hair softly, massaging the scalp to help you relax.

“Yes, please.” you smiled as he leaned down to kiss the tip of your nose before disappearing from the room again. 

A few minutes passed before Sanha came back, balancing between holding the bottle and a steamy mug without burning himself with either. The drink smelled like apple and cinnamon as he passed it down to you once you sat, your back against the pillows.

Sanha lifted your shirt carefully as you blew on the mug, placing the warm water against your lower belly being careful not to burn you with it. “Good?” he mused, patting your leg gently.

“Thank you, baby,” you smiled back at him before he turned his back to you, rummaging through the bedside drawer to find your painkillers. 

“Am I forgetting something?” Sanha wondered, you already had a few snacks around, unopened since you hadn’t been able to bring yourself to eat from the pain and discomfort. 

“Cuddling me?” you gave him an exaggerated frown, patting the spot next to you for him to join you. 

Sanha took the mug from your hands and put it away before joining you in bed. Smiling as soon as you leaned against his chest and nuzzle his neck. He was soon running his hand down your back smoothly, tracing shapes and circles. 

“Tell me about your day,” you did your best to help a yawn, but his presence and attention were so relaxing that you couldn’t help but feel sleepy. “please?”

He started telling you about everything he’d done that day, his voice lowering as your breathing got slower and you were finally asleep. With another smile, Sanha placed a kiss on your forehead, whispering a soft ‘I love you’ before pulling you closer carefully.

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Kinktober Day 15

🍂 SANHA 🖤 INTERCRURAL SEX 🍂

Your hips rocked in rhythm with Sanha's, and you sighed softly when you felt his length drag over your panties again. Laid on your side on the couch with the TV running, some grinding and soft kissing had quickly lead to him getting his cock out for some relief. So you let him use your thighs to get off, but having his hard dick pushing through your thighs, trailing over your pussy through your panties, was driving you even crazier. The stifled friction was sickly sweet, and after a bit you pushed back instinctively to try and get closer to him. But he was already on the verge of his climax, and you could hear the desperation in his whimpers as he thrusted. "I know you're close," you said, turning your head to find him biting down hard on his bottom lip. "Just cum, baby...go ahead, I know you want it." Your voice was soft and comforting, and in response Sanha held you close and groaned deeply in your ear as he gave one more hard thrust then released with a content breath. Your cotton panties were now stained with his cum and a bit splattered on your couch cushion.

"I'll clean it up," he chuckled shyly, making you smile, voice muffled by your hair that he currently had his face buried in as he caught his breath.

[rhainontheshelves]

Hello, can I request a scenario with Sanha for the Drabble thing? 6,2,43 please and thank you!

#6: “I need a place to stay.”#2: “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”#43: “I feel like I can’t breathe.”WARNINGS: Unrealistic portrayal of bullying, cursing     “Hey, (Y/N)?” Mom called from the living room. I heard her thump her suitcase down and click over to my door in her high heels. The doorknob turned and she poked her head in. “Have you asked any of your friends if you could stay with them while I’m on my trip yet?”     Crap. I had totally forgotten! School had been brutal this week.     “Yeah, I asked Sanha.” I fibbed. “He said he would have to ask his parents but they’d probably say yes.”     Mom grinned in approval. “Oh, good. I know they’ll take care of you. I’m going now. I love you, sweetie!”     “I love you too, Mom.” I hopped off my bed and gave her a kiss. “Have fun!”     “As much as I can on a work trip,” she sighed. “Now, don’t forget to turn all the lights off and to lock the door behind you! Get yourself to school on time and-”     “Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll take care of myself. Get going, you’re going to be late!”     My door closed, and the front door soon followed. Running a hand through my hair, I shot a quick text to Sanha. (Y/N): Hey, I need a place to stay. Could I room at your place?Ddana: Yeah, sure. How long?(Y/N): Just until the end of the week. Mom’s on a work tripDdana: Okay! I’m sure my parents won’t mind, they love you(Y/N): ThanksDdana: Np     I cheered. Crisis averted.

*****     “Hey, (Y/N)!”     I always heard his voice before I saw him, as ironic as that might sound. He might be tall, but his voice can reach much farther than his arms can. Turning around, I saw Sanha waving from his usual table. The rest of his friend group was there too, wolfing down their lunches. A smile broke out on my face as I made my way over and plopped down next to my best friend.     “Hey, Sanha. Hey, guys.” The others said cheery hellos.     “So, do you need to go back to your house after school, or are we going straight to my house?” Sanha asked through a spoonful of rice.     Before I could answer, MJ exclaimed, “Are you two having a sleepover? Why wasn’t I invited?”     At “sleepover”, Rocky pulled an earbud out, Eunwoo looked up from his textbook, Moonbin stopped eating, and JinJin looked up from his phone.     “Sleepover?” Rocky asked. “It’s Wednesday!”     “Wouldn’t it be better to have one on Friday?” Eunwoo wondered a loud.     “I’m in!” JinJin nodded. “Since it’s getting closer to exam time, it’d be good to have fun before everyone starts stressing out.”     “Wait, isn’t it supposed to be the other way around? Have a sleepover afterwards to unwind? Your logic is backwards, JinJin-hyung.” Moonbin mumbled.     “No one said we were having a sleepover?” Sanha said, confused how this had happened. “(Y/N)’s just staying at my house for a couple of days…”     “That’s still a sleepover!” MJ whined.       “Not really.”     “But still-”     I giggled at the chaos. It was fun to watch what ensues when there was general confusion in the group of boys. However, they could get loud when there were disagreements, so I decided to settle the matter before we were sent to the office for making too much noise. “Guys, guys. Sanha and I aren’t having a sleepover! My mom is going out of town and I’m staying with Sanha and his parents for the rest of the week, that’s all!”     Silence fell at the little table. MJ and JinJin looked a little disappointed, Rocky snorted, Moonbin had gone back to eating right after he said his part, and Eunwoo and Sanha looked relieved that I had cleared everything up.     “Unless you guys want to have one, of course.”       At least half of the cafeteria looked over at us when the group erupted in cheers and groans. *****     I had really hoped that they would figure out that I wasn’t going home this week and leave me alone until next week. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen.     I should’ve stayed with Sanha during his guitar lesson, waited until he was done so we could walk together. However, I thought I was safe to go ahead because of my hope. I made it about halfway until they materialized out of a shop and scared me to death. I was not expecting them.     “Where have you been these last two days?” Jiyeon’s voice made me flinch. “I’ve missed talking to you.” Her friends giggled behind her.     “Other places.”     “Oh, really?” Jiyeon feigned surprise. Of course she already knew. “You know, a little bird told me that your mother has been away. Did Daddy not want you for the weekend?”     This was why I hated Jiyeon so much. Once she heard information like this, she would use it to her advantage. I tried to remind myself numerous times that she was just a jealous prep that came after me because I was friends with Sanha and gang, which included her crush, Eunwoo. But nothing I could tell myself could quell my anger when she pulled the Daddy card. Not that she used it much, but she knew it bothered me.     “He lives two hours from here, do you think I would take that time to go to school and back everyday?” I quipped.     “No, I guess not.” She replied in a bored tone, examining her manicure. “Have you been staying with your boyfriend, then?”     Ooh, that card annoyed me even more.     “How many times do I have to tell you, Sanha is not my boyfriend!” I crossed my arms, my anger growing. I’d been having a good week so far and I was not about to let it get ruined.     “Aw, look at her, getting all protective of her boyfriend!” Jiyeon laughed, her posse following along. “How cute!”     Her voice was really getting on my nerves. I was itching to slap that smug look off her face, but honestly I didn’t want to get any bruises the boys could see during the sleepover we ended up organizing on Wednesday. So, in a futile attempt to get away, I walked away. Back the way I came, of course. I’m not stupid. There was a chance that I could run into Sanha and chase the preps off.     “Where do you think you’re going?” A hand grabbed the back of my uniform and yanked me off my feet. “If you think you can run away that easily today, you’re seriously mistaken. You need to make up for the time you missed.”     “Yeah, like it’ll ever make up for the time you’ll never have with Eunwoo.” I mumbled. A hand (that wasn’t Jiyeon’s, btw) flashed across my sight. My cheek was on fire, but I didn’t really care. That was a good comeback. I’d spent hours thinking of ones that good.     “I will get with Eunwoo!” Jiyeon’s face was suddenly up in mine. “I have a plan all layed out. He won’t be able to refuse!”     “Well, you won’t be able to do it tonight, we have plans. Anyway, he told me something about not liking girls that are afraid of getting their hands dirty. Why don’t you land any of these hits yourself, Jiyeon? We started weeks ago!”     Did I have a death wish? Apparently, because too late did I realize I had called out and provoked one of the best varsity volleyball players for our school. Jiyeon was strong.     Her slap sent me reeling into her group of girls, who caught and held me. The next blow, a kick to my shin, brought me to the concrete in a great deal of pain.     “Well, someone’s feisty today. We’ll just have to beat it out of her, huh?”       I got a couple more bruises by the time someone rescued me. Rubber slapped against the sidewalk, a hard case hit the ground, and an angry voice called out my name.     “(Y/N)! Oh my god, (Y/N)! What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Get the fuck off of her!” The girls backed off, and a familiar presence knelt to check if I was alright. “You could have seriously hurt her! Who do you think you are, Jiyeon? (Y/N) hasn’t done anything to you, get the fuck away! I don’t want to see you even talk to (Y/N) ever again or else I will personally beat and report your ass for bullying!”     All Jiyeon did was sneer as she signalled it was time to leave. Someone spit in our direction as they left, and Sanha flipped her off before turning his attention to me.     “A-are you okay, (Y/N)?” Sanha held my waist as I reoriented myself. He sounded so scared. He probably hadn’t seen anything like that, even when Moonbin went through his wanna-be bad boy phase. I had to pull myself together for him.     “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a couple of bruises, that’s all.” I managed to smile.*****     The sleepover went as planned, with no mentions of the afternoon’s events. I knew that Sanha was watching me, though, because whenever I winced in pain, he would shoot me a worried glance.     Around 3 in the morning, everyone was fast asleep but me. I had woken up from a bad dream that starred Jiyeon. She taunted and taunted, and I couldn’t get away. When I shot up, my bruises were aching, so I figured that I would go get a glass of water, apply some soothing lotion on them, and go back to bed.     “Why are you up?” Sanha’s whisper caused me to almost drop my water. His pink hair peeked from the kitchen doorway.     “I could ask you the same thing,” I turned to face him from my spot up on the island.     “I just got done peeing.” Always trust Sanha to be blunt.                                     “I had a nightmare, nothing major.“     "Really? Was it about them?” Sanha walked over and stood in front of me. “Do you want to talk about it?”       “It was just Jiyeon, saying things like I haven’t heard them a million times. As I said, nothing major.” How did that tear get there? I dabbed it away.     “Ah.” It was clear that I had made him uncomfortable. I had made it a point not to cry around my friends.     I gulped down the rest of my water and hopped down. “I should go back to sleep. Night, Sanha.”     “Night, (Y/N).”     I quickly made my way to the guest bedroom, careful not to wake the boys sleeping in various places. JinJin and MJ had taken Sanha’s parent’s room, since they too were out for the weekend. Rocky obviously took the couch, and Moonbin and Eunwoo slept on the living room floor.     All the way there, I ridiculed myself for making things awkward. Everything was fine now, why was I still emotional about it?     “Wait, (Y/N)!” Suddenly, long arms wrapped around my middle. Sanha’s head rested on my shoulder as he pulled me closer to him. I was kind of surprising, Sanha was never one for skinship.     I broke down then, I still have no idea why. I had endured Jiyeon and her friends for so long, I guess my brain was still in a weird state of shock and relief that it was all over. And I felt so safe and protected in Sanha’s arms. Maybe that triggered it, too.     “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” Sanha whispered. He squeezed me a bit tighter, trying his best to be comforting. We stood there for a while, until my tears ran out.     “Are you better now?” Sanha asked as the last sob escaped my throat and I wiped the tear away.     “I feel like I can’t breathe.”         “Oh! I’m so sorry.” Sanha immediately let go. “I didn’t mean to.”       “No, doofus, it wasn’t you! I like your hugs, actually.”       “Oh, okay… Do you mind, then? If I, uh…”     Rolling my eyes, I latched myself onto him. “You never need permission to hug me, okay Sanha?”     “Okay, (Y/N).” His voice was soft and low and it reminded me of how tired I was. A huge yawn overtook me.      "Let’s get you to bed.“ Sanha said, sweeping me off my feet and carrying me the rest of the way to the guest room. Instead of setting me down and leaving like I expected him to do, he climbed in with me, pulled the covers up, and once again wrapped his arms around me.     "Sanha, what-”     “I don’t want to stop hugging you.”

[kpoptrashlord-007]

Shield;; YSH

Word Count;; .6k

Genre;; Hurt / Comfort

Pairing;; Sanha x Fem!Reader

Summary;;

Mother's Day made you feel hollow. Surrounded by people who didn't understand the loss you'd undergone, the whole world seemed bleak until his embrace brightened the room, even if only by a shade.

Warnings;;

Implication of loss of a child

Request;;

Hello! I hope you are well. I absolutely adore your writing 🥺 Could I please request a Sanha reaction to you getting hurt?

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   "Shi-oot," you whisper-shouted, censoring yourself due to the situation you'd been forced into. Pain throbbed deep within your toes from the collision. Glancing down at the source of your current misery, you shook your head.

   A toy truck.

   Your niece's toy truck.

   You had stubbed your toe on your niece's toy truck that lay abandoned in the living room all while being stuck at your parent's house for a Mother's Day mini-reunion.

   "Clean up your toys, please!"

   It was just something to say, really; a way to get your mind off the ache in your foot and to release some frustration. The day had been dragging and this was just another thing to add to an already long list of grievances.

   Two sets of footsteps approached from the rear while you leaned down, picking up the toy and placing it on the coffee table. You had half a mind to check who it was but upon hearing a disapproving tut, you decided against it; that was enough of a clue for you to keep your head down and wait for her to leave.

   "Don't be such a downer dear," your mother chimed in while brushing past you with a tray of baked treats in tow.

   A deep frown settled on your face. You watched her exit onto the patio, summoning the children of the family with a promise of fresh cookies and cupcakes and the goods to back it. She swatted away your father's eager hand as he reached for a sugary treat and their laughter breached the closed door separating you from the festivities. Vanilla lingered in the air where she passed and you wanted to involve yourself in the celebration, to be grateful for the gift called motherhood, but you couldn't find the same joy they possessed.

   Not anymore.

   "Babe, are you okay?"

   Sanha's voice floated toward you and you jumped, having already forgotten the second set of footsteps you had heard. He stepped closer and you relaxed, allowing the tension you had built over the day to slip away.

   When Sanha was around, the world seemed a shade brighter, a touch warmer.

   His arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled you close, close enough to feel his breath on your neck. Heat kissed your skin where his body met yours. Time slowed as you melted into him, finding a sense of serenity within his embrace.

   He was like summer: comforting, fresh and joyous.

   "You don't have to be here if it hurts."

   "I want to be here."

   Sanha held you tighter. He didn't believe you, not when your voice broke off into a murmur before you could force the lie out in its entirety. Soft lips pressed against your hair and you fought back the building emotions threatening to rain on your family's parade. Sorrow gave way to gratitude toward your boyfriend and his soothing touch but the effect of both extremes presented in much the same way and you exhaled it all with a shaky, silent sob.

   Stepping around you and shielding your view of the party, Sanha tilted your face to look into your eyes. He searched them, scouting for all you kept hidden deep, before pulling you into another long, soft hug.

   Sometimes it felt like he knew you better than you did yourself, though that didn't surprise you. After years of being the other's anchor no matter how great the storm, phrases spoken without conviction would always fall flat and this little lie was no different.

   "I'll let them know you're not feeling well and that we're heading out. Wait here, okay?"

   Years of being each other's support system built a trust in one another that didn't require words; a trust to be protected and a trust to be cared for, to be loved.

   When it came to matters of the heart, Sanha didn’t want you to hurt for long and he never let you hurt alone.

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