#Sanha scenario

[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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Masterlist

[leehestia]

“call me lover boy!” // hufflepuff!sanha x gryffindor!reader

pairing: hufflepuff!sanha x gryffindor!reader ft. mj who made a small irrelevant appearance lol

genre: hogwarts!au, fluff, humor, rivalry, angst(?)

warnings: lowercase intended, cheating (academic/sports), bets, pda, taking and sharing photos without consent

synopsis: y/n, a popular quidditch player, looses a bet with yoon sanha, and was conditioned to teach him how to properly play quidditch.

author notes: a tiny disclaimer, i'm not the hugest potter head so i don't really know about the school rules or whatever, but i just really liked the idea of hogwarts romance it's cute lol. i also wanted to try typing in lowercase bc why not 💀

author notes (2): sorry if it's really cringe 🧍‍♀️

…

“professor, you’ve got to be kidding!” you complain, as you try to catch up with your professor regarding your assignment for the care of magical creatures subject.

“well miss l/n, i’m not!” she laughs, before going into her office. you grunt, eyebrows furrowed.

you have one job. to take care of yoon sanha’s cat, while he had to take care of your owl. however, nothing can be trusted with that narcissistic ass.

…

“sanha, please. don’t mess this up. take very very goo-“

“good care of him, i know.” he groans.

“sanha i'm serious!"

"why can't you just trust me?" sanha pouts,

"because, remember the egg project during our 2nd year?" your arms crossed.

"but thats just an egg!"

"not only that project, the multiple papers i've entrusted to you for our projects all suddenly disappeared in your care!" you argue.

"what's happening here?" eunwoo, your senior butts in.

"eunwoo-hyung!" sanha's eyes lighten.

"sunbae!" you exclaim

you and sanha glare at each other.

"why are you two arguing?" eunwoo questions,

"because! this ass is so irresponsible!" "y/n says i'm too irresponsible!" you both say at the same time.

"what? explain one by one, please." eunwoo sighs.

"y/n-" "sanha has to take care of my owl but i really really really don't trust him!"

"yah!" sanha shouts, making you smirk.

"i have to say i'm on y/n's side here." moonbin, your other senior comes in as well.

"hey, don't take sides!" sanha grumbles.

"i think you guys should make a bet!" moonbin suggests, wrapping his arm over eunwoo's shoulder.

eunwoo tsks at moonbin, shaking his head.

"you're so obsessed with bets..." eunwoo sighs.

"yeah yeah, like you aren't too." moonbin laughs.

"what kind of bet?" sanha questions.

"sanha!" you push him, making him whine.

"why? i'm just interested!"

"how about, a bet where you guys take care of each others pet right? whoever gets the pet attached to them wins!" moonbin smiles.

"that isn't a good idea. you shouldn't tamper with the relationship of the student and their-"

"deal!" you and sanha cut off eunwoo.

moonbin laughs, looking at eunwoo's annoyed face.

...

It's been days, weeks, and eventually 3 months. and unfortunately,

"HAHAHAHA!" sanha cackled.

"you're kidding!" you groaned, watching your majestic owl flap it's wings on sanha's shoulder.

"i win y/n! now you gotta do what i want!" he giggled.

"you're literally 10, shut up." you said, walking towards him to take your owl.

it gladly went back to you, sanha pouted as it did.

"even if you see me as a 10 year old, a bet is a bet! 10 year olds can make bets you know!" sanha argued.

"fine. what do you want?"

"teach me how to play quidditch! i made a bet with rocky hyung who also totally sucks at quidditch." sanha smirked.

"you and your brothers must be extremely addicted to bets..." you sighed, sanha's eyebrows furrowing at the statement you made.

"that doesn't matter! just teach me how to play!" sanha stomped his feet, like a child.

"okay, okay..." you muttered, choking your attempt to not laugh.

"let's go!"

"right now?"

"yes, of course! the game's in 2 weeks!" sanha said, grabbing your hand.

...

"look, you know this is cheating, right? a student is not allowed to coach another student." you say, holding your broomstick tightly, another in your hand for sanha.

he nods his head.

"that's why, you must never, ever, ever, tell anyone... deal?"

"deal!" he said, bright smile plastered on his face.

a smile threatened to appear and break your poker face. you tried to stop yourself from smiling by handing the broomstick to the tall being. sanha gives a soft 'thank you', before taking it, with extra care.

"okay, so you know how to ride a broomstick at least, right? unless... you didn't listen during our first year." you looked at him, and he simply gave you a smile.

"you're kidding. hufflepuffs really suck at quidditch don't they?"

"not all hufflepuffs!"..... "well, i'll admit that 90% of us are horrible at the game, but at least we try!"

you laughed at his attempt to defend his house.

...

a week finally passes, another week left to go.

"y/n, i think i'll really really really beat you this time!" he says, determined.

"okay, lover boy."

"ew! what is that nickna-"

"i win." you said, pointing at the ball that was rapidly falling down.

"i- it's because you distracted me!" sanha said, blushing furiously.

"well, that's what minhyuk oppa will do during the game, is it not?" you laughed.

"yes..." sanha sighed, in defeat.

"okay, try again. this time don't be distracted, lover bo-"

"s-stop!!"

you simply laugh at his tomato face, until you throw the ball at sanha to start the game.

...

finally, a week has passed.

you sit down on one of the audience seats, waiting for sanha and rocky to appear.

"y/n!" someone calls from your left, making you look.

"oh my god! oppa!" you said, giddy, giving him a tight hug.

your long time crush, and senior, myungjun came. however, you've moved on from him a ling time ago since he has already graduated, and is working outside hogwarts. sanha was the only one who knew about your crush, accidentally after snooping in your diary for fun.

"i didn't know you'd be here, how come?" you asked him.

"eunwoo told me rocky and sanha would be having a small tournament. i wanted to watch the most horrible quidditch players i know play!" mj laughed.

you laughed with him, not noticing sanha floating in the air infront of you.

"uh... excuse me?" sanha looked at both of you with obvious jealousy.

"oh, sanha!" you said, walking towards him.

"y/n, it's about to start... i'm very nervous." he sighed.

"what do you want me to do about it?"

"it's kinda embarrassing..." he whispered.

"go on, i don't care."

"really?" he asked.

"mhm." you hummed in approval.

"call me lover boy." he said, in an extremely soft voice.

"what? come again?"

"call me lover boy!" he shouted, his iconic tomato face appearing.

"yah! not so loud!" you said, looking around, embarrassed, your seniors looking at the both of you weirdly.

awkward silence was filling the atmosphere, as your flustered self looked at sanha's red face.

"f-fine..." you grumbled.

anticipation filled sanha's heart, a smile slowly forming his face.

"good luck and do your best..." you said, "l-lover boy."

extremely blushed and flustered faces were plastered on both of you, until you suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

he looked at you, shocked, until a whistle blows along with the calls of his hyungs to start the game. he flies to start the game, leaving you.

...

the game finally ends, with rocky gaining the triumph.

you go down to visit sanha. who was currently sitting town.

"sanha, you okay?" you towered above him.

"yes? no... uh, i don't know?" he said, avoiding eye contact.

"god, i distracted you didn't i?" you frowned. "i shouldn't have kissed you..." you whined.

"oh no! i-it's totally fine..." he stuttered.

"b-but i admit, even though you were red and flustered like a tomato during the game, you still did great..." you complimented him.

"thanks..." he let out a shaky sigh, before standing up.

"ye-yeah?" you said, looking up at the tall figure that was now towering over you.

"y/n, these past few weeks, i've realized that you- you- you're-"

he paused, looking into your eyes.

"I THINK YOU'RE HOT AND I LIKE YOU!" he said, before running away screaming.

you blushed, hard. super hard. extremely hard. (Ayo?🤨)

"S-SANHA! WAIT UP!" you shouted before chasing after him.

...

you lost him. you couldn't find him, he's gone!

you asked everyone around if they'd seen him, unfortunately no one has.

"where did this dumb brick go?" you whispered to yourself, as you continued to look for him.

you arrived at the library, looking through every. single. isle.

you heard whispers coming from one of the isles, the whispers sounding like sanha's annoying voice which you liked so much.

you slowly walked to the isle, to find sanha with his hyung, jinjin.

"well you should've watched the game to see what happened!" sanha complained.

"so you just basically... ran away?" jinwoo teased him.

"yeah..."

"well, go back and find her you stupid boy!" jinjin scolded, pushing sanha to leave.

"o-okay..."

"i don't he'll be needing to find me." you popped out, smiling.

sanha froze when he saw you.

"come here sanha."

he looked at his hyung, scared.

"just go..." jinwoo rolled his eyes.

sanha walked to you, looking at your face to find any anger or any negative emotions in your expressions.

"why'd you run away?" you asked him.

"i... i just didn't want to be rejected."

"rejected? you didn't even get to hear my response!" you whispered in an annoyed tone.

"it's because, i realized that it was the extremely worst timing since m-hyung came back..." he pouted.

"yah! i'm totally totally over him!" you said, making sanha feel relieved.

"why would i kiss your cheek if i didn't like you?" you mumbled.

"y-you like me?" sanha's eyes widened.

"yes, for a while now... most of the time i just act annoyed with you because of the task, but i promise you, i'm actually super duper in love with you." you explained.

sanha was flabbergasted, he didn't know what to say. at all.

"oh... okay." he breathed.

"so?"

"oh... okay." he said once again, making you laugh.

you looked into his eyes, before going on your tiptoes, grabbing sanha's nape to make him bend down more.

you connect your lips with his, for a short second, before pulling away.

"oh." said sanha.

"is oh your favorite word now?" you giggled, still on your tiptoes, arms wrapped around his shoulder.

"i... i don't know." he smiled, before kissing you again.

*click*

you broke the kiss to see where that noise came from, only to see jinwoo taking photos with his phone.

"s-sunbae!"

...

End lol

...

Lil extra story in the gc:

dongwoo: look what me and minhyuk saw todayㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

dongwoo: *photo of you kissing sanha on the cheek*

jinjin: that can't compare to what i saw at the library today 🤮

bin: why? what is it?

dongwoo: you should've went to the game bin!

jinjin: *photo of y'all kissing LMFAOO*

bin: NO WAY

locky: wow sanha got the real win right there ㅋㅋㅋ

mj: replied to eunwoo; i literally saw that in front of my face, please. 😭

mj: replied to jinjin; wow our maknae has finally grown!

sanha: yah! why are you taking pics of me an y/n now :(

bin: of course, we're happy to see our maknae grow ㅋㅋㅋ

sanha: once y/n finds out about this, you're all dead meat.

dongwoo: please, i raised her.

[lynanist]

Hiii! Do you write for Astro? I can't find the groups you write for...If you doooo... Can I please request a fluff with Sanhaaa?^^ Maybe he and y/n aren't together but he gets jealous when she spends time with another member of his group and Sanha tells her he loves her when they are alone afterwards? :)

Hi Hannahsophie(?) :)

No sorry, I don't Stan astro yet (I will soon, just struggling with some other groups rn)

If you want, you can request the scenario for another idol or make a new request.

Sorry again that my blog isn't very organised

After your request, I redid my blog

I have a navigation now:

https://at.tumblr.com/lynanist/703053795383492608/j7x6570iw3xb

Have a nice day Hannahsophie(?)💖

[oddracha]

@pnutbutter-n-j-elyy Omg thank you!!!

Let’s see….

Height: Wheein (Mamamoo)

Age: Kang Taehyun (Txt)

Personality: Haha so I had to ask my friends about this one and….the council came to a decision that I’m a Wooyoung, Changbin, Beomgyu, I.N, Jungkook and Suga hybrid 😅😅😅 Personally? I think I’m just LeeKnow

Hair color: Han Jisung’s current hair

Eye color: Han Jisung (SKZ)

Types of clothing: Anything that Idols wear while practices and recordings

The type you'd date: Jisung (SKZ) ,Chan (SKZ), Seonghwa (Ateez) , Yeosang (Ateez), Jaehyun (Golden child), Hwang Min Hyun, Sanha (Astro), Lee Seung Hyub (N.flying),Jaeha….lol look at me list them as if I could pull any of them 🤡 (I can’t, I can barely pull my self up from the bed, there’s no way I’m pulling anyone 😭)

Type you'd be besties with: Hyunjin, Moonbyul, Changbin, Wooyoung, Felix, BIBI, Lee Young Ji, Kyung soo(exo), YoungHyun (Day6), All members of The Rose!!!

No pressure tags!!!

@littlemisshobbit @songmingisthighs @edenesth @kpop---scenarios @charmerchannie @seongwars @freyaphoria @eightmakesonebraincell and anyone else who’d like to join!!!!!!

Send this to 5 kpop blogs and have them describe themselves with idols. List below:

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Have fun 💕❤️

Thanks for sending me this it was really cute! I’m gonna tag yall instead lol

Height: Hikaru (Kep1er) am 5’1 😒

Age: Woozi (Seventeen my mans)

Personality: A mixture between Chan, Minho and Seungmin honestly.

Hair color: well naturally it’s close to brunette Felix tbh. Need this hair to come back bro

Eye color: Naturally I don’t think any idol has my eyes? If I’m wrong tell me they’re blue lol

Type of clothes: Lots of black splashes of red

The Type You’d Date: let’s all say bangchan in unison- but fr Chan? Definitely Minho as well and of course Seungmin😂 but also let me throw in a few others. Yoongi , Woozi , Wooyoung

Type You’d Be Besties With: Weirdly enough I’m really good at making friends I’m kinda like Chan in that aspect. However I really really would love to be besties with Jisung. Also like D.O. Maybe? I feel like we’d vibe tbh lol

@doitforbangchan @bluejutdae @httpdwaekki @dwaekkicidal @yongbun @jeonginsleftcheek @miss-daisy04 @gnabnahcsworld @moonchild9350

And anyone else of course!

[milkybonya]

astro as high school kdrama characters

warnings: food mentions

[a/n]: i’ve been obsessed with high school kdramas (Moment at Eighteen and True Beauty) and i was writing while listening to astro and then boom! inspiration hehe

MJ

d e f i n i t e l y the class clown

friends with Sanha and they both cause total chaos

talk back to the teachers but somehow don’t get in trouble?

at least, they don’t always get in trouble

gets bad grades because he’s always fooling around

but is always happy and bringing sunshine to the classroom

asks you for help with studying and you’re the only one who puts up with him so he starts to develop a huge crush on you

teases you a lot but also buys snacks and drinks for you

he’s very quiet about his crush on you so it isn’t too clear

Jinjin

Eunwoo’s (the class president) right-hand man

honestly jealous of him though

“i’m hot as heck and smart too, why does everyone love him?”

always lowkey competing with Eunwoo over grades, sports and popularity

there’s some tension between them - they’re frenemies

still one of the popular guys at school, though

finds you worried about your grades one day and starts opening up to you about his anxiety to be first in class but how he’s always second

tries his best to study with you and cheer you on after that day ;3;

Eunwoo

class president - smart, good looks, a whole athlete

the whole package cause he’s even kind??

honestly doesn’t know how worked up Jinjin is about competing with him

mans didn’t even know Jinjin was ‘competing’ with him

he’s genuinely proud of Jinjin and friends with him for real

the kind of guy to bring extra pens and pencils during tests

and share chapter summaries with everyone before exams

everyone knows Eunwoo has a crush on you because he’s always checking up on you and leaving things on your desk

he thinks no one knows but it’s so obvious with the way he treats you :]

shyly asks you to go on a study date with him

Moonbin

the main athlete of the school, always working out and in good shape

his grades aren’t bad either but he’s kind of cold

quiet in class and sleeps a lot but still does well??

started liking you because you’re the only person who doesn’t have a crush on him

honestly at first he turned it into a challenge: make [y/n] like Moonbin

but he fell in love with you somewhere along the way...

doesn’t really care for or talk to anyone but you

when you tell him to pay attention in class, he actually does

does anything you tell him to do

he’s kind of oblivious of his feelings and doubts them at first

but when he realizes, he’s cool and brave enough to tell you right away

Rocky

the quiet, shy boy who gets teased a lot :(

it never goes as far as bullying because Eunwoo will not allow that in the classroom

he works hard and keeps to himself even though he does want to make friends

when you’re partnered up for a project and you actually take things seriously, not making fun of him or complaining about being his partner, his heart races

and afterwards, you become friends... you’re literally his saviour

thinks you’re cool for standing up for him and taking his side all the time

shyly confesses to you by performing a dance and everyone is so shocked cause quiet Minhyuk... dancing?!?!

Sanha

class clown #2 (but he’d kill me if he knew i said #2 because he’s #1 in his mind)

honestly Myungjun’s hype man but also biggest hater

Myungjun and Sanha have a lot of arguments...

it’s surprising how cute he is for a person who causes so much trouble

really good at video projects that require editing??

found you feeling down one day and did aegyo for you

he felt over the moon when it made you laugh

you’re actually the only person he had ever done that for...

that’s how he knew you were the owner of his heart ;)

openly claims you and tells MJ that if he ever teases you, he’ll be in big trouble

Sanha acts like a baby around you but is so mischievous otherwise >:)

[parkjess]

Fansign/ Yoon sanha

Pairing: Yoon sanha x female reader

Genre: fluff

Requested: ✔︎ on my ig: @minthyuk202523

You sat in the closest place to the stage, taking pictures of your boyfriend, who was busy signing on albums and talking to fans on the last fansign event for this comeback. The girl by your side who was extremely smiley to you the whole evening noticed Sanha’s photo as your lockscreen, one that was never published to the media and she furrowed her brows at it.

“Is Sanha your bias?” She tapped on your shoulder and asked politely with a smile, -“hmmm...” you reply with a smile as well as you notice Eunwoo’s sticker on her phone case. “Oh that’s why...” she murmurs, realizing that picture on your lockscreen is just a photo she never seen, after suspecting you might be his relative.

-“What?” You raise your eyebrows in question as a response.

She immediately shakes her head and you both get distracted by Sanha’s voice as he speaks up.

“Don’t go home straight after this event, okay?” His soft angelic voice is tickling your ears and a smile spreads on your face as you watch him with sparkly eyes. “Don’t go to drink, please watch yourselves, and if you do drink, don’t do it too much.” His eyes travel in space until they land on yours, and his lips shape into the most shy smile.

You look down to hide the terrible blush you had on your cheeks from him catching you with this eyes and speaking to you as if it was only you and him there.

After the fansign event ended, you went backstage when all the fans left to meet your boyfriend.

“Oh, y/n!” Myungjun calls when he sees your figure through the mirror, a smile spreads on your face as Sanha notices you as well a second after.

-“Baby~” he runs to you, pulling you immediately to a hug and pats your hair softly. “How was it? Did I look good?” He asks you with stars in his eyes.

“You always do.” You reply and Minhyuk cringes in the back from your extra cheesiness. -“Are you going home now?” Sanha pouts, furrowing his eyebrows cutely as he usually does when he’s worried, it’s already dark outside and you have to go back home alone.

“Hmmm...” you mumble, “don’t worry, I’m not going to drink.” You chuckle at the words he said earlier. -“I knew you noticed that! Hyung I told you!” They all laugh at the giant excited baby.

“I’ll text you when I’ll get home.” You hug his waist and say against his chest. -“No,” he makes you look up at him, -“I’ll call you, it’s dark now, we should talk on the phone.”

“Okay mom,” you joke at his caring personality, you appreciate it so much that he cares all the time.

“I love you.” You say, almost whisper.

-“Get you a room.” Minhyuk sarcastically says, making everyone around laugh.

-“I love you too baby.” You hug once again and you leave.

[arohasfiction]

ASTRO's Masterlist

Instead of Scrolling down to my page to find the Scenarios and so on, You can find them all on this Masterlist and will be updated whenever i add sth~ Enjoy

•Scenarios~•

ASTRO

- Better with you (어느새 우린)

- Happy Astro Day

MJ

- Love From the First Sight

- Prince of the Candy Fairies AU (New)

JINJIN

- The Accident

CHAEUNWOO

- I haven't seen you forever

- Basketball Princess (AU)

MOONBIN

-Secretive Idol

-Spin the bottle

- You're the reason

ROCKY

- I will never leave you

- " Rocky-ya?.. is that you? " AU ( coming soon)

SANHA

- Jealously is an ugly colour on you

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•Reactions~•

- ASTRO's reaction to you fainting

- ASTRO's reaction to their Gf Hiding her Sadness

-ASTRO's reaction to you babysitting

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[kz-i-co]

Song Lyrics

Request: "Can you make a sanha ff pls. Romance and cute. Non of that."

Pairing: Yoon Sanha x Reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 1k

m.list ╫ astro masterlist

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From Sanha <3: 10:24 A.M What are you doing today?

You leaned over grabbing your phone seeing the screen light up. You have been awake but still refused to get up. You smiled seeing who the ID was.

To Sanha <3: 10:24 A.M Probably staying in bed ;)

From Sanha <3: 10:25 A.M Lazy bum -.-

From Sanha <3: 10:25 A.M Please I have a surprise for you.

To Sanha <3: 10:26 A.M No thanks, I learned not to trust your surprises ㅋㅋㅋ

From Sanha <3: 10:26 A.M I'm dragging you out of that bed, if you like it or not.

To Sanha <3: 10:27 A.M Fine -.- where to Captain?

From Sanha <3: 10:28 A.M Han River? @11:00

To Sanha <3: 10:28 A.M Okey dokey, see ya there :)

You immediately got ready since you didn't have much time. You wonder what his surprise is this time? He would call take out a surprise so it could really be anything. You have been friends with the dweeb for forever and never wasted an opportunity to hang out with him. Most days he was sweet and caring but there was a few where you wanted to push him off a cliff. He never missed a chance to prank you and he better not be dragging you out of bed for some dumb prank because you would be determined to end your friendship.

The park next to Han river was right next to your house so you just walked the whole way. Once you got there he was sitting in the field with his guitar. What was he doing? He constantly played his guitar so that clearly wasn't the surprise.

You couldn't help but giggle as he practiced. "Hey you." You sat down next to him.

"Hey." He stopped and looked down shyly.

He was never shy around you, what was going on? "You alright?" You smiled.

"I kinda wrote you something." He said bitting his lip nervously.

"What do you mean? A song?" He nodded confirming. "Okay." You blushed not knowing what this was about. "Serenade me." You teased.

He began playing his guitar as his honey vocals softly sang along. The song was starting off very sweet when you were just used to him goofing off. You were listening to every word and began to grow more confused as he couldn't even make eye contact with you.

It didn't hit you right away of what he was actually saying through his words. He had feelings for you? For how long? This had to be a prank.

"You really wrote that? Or is that love song from a kdrama." You teased some more but he was still looking down not making a sound. "Sanha? Why are you acting weird?"

"You really did write that song. About me?" He finally looked up at you but shyly. "You like me?"

"I know we've been friends forever and I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I just wanted you to know."

"I don't know what to say." You looked around as you felt your heart beating much quicker. You loved Sanha, that was obvious but was it bigger then that. "How about we go for a walk?" You didn't want to ignore his feelings either as he got up not showing any form of excitement.

He dropped off his guitar in his car as you began following the path. "How long have you known?" You asked breaking the silence.

"For a while now." He placed his hands in his pockets.

"But how?"

"Well.....you're the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning, or when my I get a text message and I see It's you, my heart flutters..........It's all the little things really." He shrugged like it was no big deal.

"I know it's stupid." He continued and you couldn't help but smile. His feelings weren't much different yours. He too was the first you thought about when you wake up or the constantly curiosity of what he was doing when you weren't with him.

"It's okay (Y/N), you're not obligated to like me back or anything, I just felt like I was lying to you so I wanted you-" You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and brought your lips towards his. You needed to know how it felt. You wanted to confirm if the feelings were returned and you couldn't help but smile into the kiss as well as him that it felt connected. Like it was meant to be.

You slowly pulled away as a big smile was formed on your face from just seeing how red his cheeks were. He was beyond cute and you couldn't believe it took this long to see that.

"So...." He said awkwardly.

"I've always liked you Sanha, I just didn't realize it until now." He blushed some more as a soft smile began to form. "Shall we do something, to make it official?"

"Like what, a date?"

"Well, I did plan on spending the day in bed remember? I never had a boyfriend to cuddle with before." You shrugged playfully.

"A warm cozy day, watching movies....doesn't that sound fun?" You wrapped your arms around his waist as Sanha was a flustered mess.

You took that as a yes and began walking back in the direction of your home, grabbing his hand interlocking it with yours. Your house was only down the block so it was quick walk but you quickly turned on disney+ as you jumped into your bed. You signaled Sanha to join you as he was still being shy over the whole thing.

"If we're gonna be in a relationship, I don't want it to change us. You will always be my best friend no matter what." You said as you cuddled up next to him.

"I've always imagined this but I didn't expect it to actually happen."

"I kinda wish you told me sooner...." You began. "Because then we could of been doing this a lot sooner." You leaned over kissing him once again and he didn't hesitate to respond. You didn't see the point in putting on a movie since you rather not pay attention anyway. It was the start of a new relationship and you were so happy Sanha dragged you out of bed for the best surprise ever.

[starbandit]

my requests are open again!! i’m gonna start writing for astro again too so please request stuff for my babies 🥺

[223forever]

[2:35 A.M]

You awaken at the bounce of Sanha jumping back into bed and wrapping his arms around your waist. 'Hey! You woke me!' You grumble at him. 'Sorry.' He whispers as he plants a kiss on your cheek. 'I was afraid the monster would get me!' You giggle at how cute your boyfriend was, even if he constantly insists hes not anymore. 'I'll protect you from jinjin!' You say as he snuggles in closer with a giggle of his own.

[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!💗

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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.

[blu-joons]

HUSBAND ASTRO A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Yoon Sanha

A ⇴ AFFECTION

His height was one of your favourite things about him, and so Sanha loved to hug you especially so that he could wrap you up into his chest and leave you feeling nice and shy as you found yourself pressed against him.

B ⇴ BOYS

Before meeting you, the boys loved to tease Sanha and get him back for all of his jokes, but after meeting you, they were stunned at how real you were. They were sure that Sanha was exaggerating, not believing that he could find someone like you, only to find that his descriptions of you were all completely accurate.

C ⇴ COMFORT

Whenever you were upset, Sanha would be cuddling up to you straight away. Even if you didn’t respond, he didn’t mind, as long as you knew that he was there for you and waiting for when you were ready. It didn’t matter how long it would take, he’d wait for you and give you all the time until you were ready.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

You tried to do most of your jobs together so that they were a little bit more bearable, meaning that they got done a lot quicker too. The two of you didn’t really have favourite jobs, in fact you both had a strong dislike for being domesticated, however it needed to be done, and so you helped each other out as much as you possibly could to get it all done quickly so that you could start doing something more fun quicker.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

Planning his proposal to you was by far one of the most nerve-wracking things that Sanha had ever done, he had plenty of worries and concerns about proposing, fearing that something would end up going wrong. Sanha relied on the boys a lot to keep him positive, letting them reassure him time and time again in the build up that nothing would go wrong, and that you were bound to accept his proposal too.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Sanha’s favourite thing about being with you was how you just allowed him to be himself and never made him feel like he needed to change anything about himself. He loved how relaxed he could be around you, he never had to worry about being professional or hiding a certain part of himself. And you didn’t want him to change any part of himself either which was something that you always reminded Sanha.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

If an invite came your way, then you definitely wouldn’t decline, but you also liked to spend some time just the two of you in the evening as well. When Sanha was particularly busy at work then he would make sure to free up his evening to be able to spend some time at home and dedicate some time to you too.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

The two of you couldn’t wait to see somewhere new on your honeymoon after so long at home whilst so busy at work. Neither of you really cared where you went, it was just nice to be able to escape for a little while and be in a different part of the world as well other than just wrapped up in Seoul.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

He loved to simply tell you that he loved you, nothing really felt as meaningful for Sanha as letting you hear how much he meant it in his voice. He would say it to you time and time again throughout the day, but not once did his voice ever lose its sincerity, making sure that you knew he meant it every time.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

No one would ever be able to stick around you for too long when Sanha was jealous to be able to really wind him up, he would jump in as soon as something didn’t quite feel right. He wouldn’t exactly cause a scene, but these were the situations when Sanha was pretty happy to be as tall as he was at it meant he could shield you well and keep you well out of the way of anyone that he wasn’t sure of.

K ⇴ KIDS

Talking about having kids was something that pretty much never happened between the two of you, you didn’t feel ready, it was as simple as that. You both knew that a time would come when you would feel ready, and only then did the two of you really feel that you needed to have in depth chats about kids.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

Your lazy days would usually be spent at home, not even bothering to cook for yourselves, opting to order in food instead, and plenty of it too in order to satisfy Sanha’s appetite. Even between your meals if you were playing some games or watching something you’d get some snacks to keep yourselves full throughout the day, even if Sanha did end up stealing most of them when you weren’t paying attention.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

Together you were bad influences in the morning, trying to get each other to stay in bed, often pushing each other to be late for work too. You loved to try and cause a little bit of mischief for each other, with Sanha influencing you at the start of your relationship to mess around, which you quickly followed.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

The two of you would talk pretty much all night long until one of you went to sleep and sent the room silent. You could talk for hours some nights about anything that came to mind until one of you crashed.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Sanha was obsessed with your affection and how adorable you were. He loved to make you feel loved, but he also couldn’t help but love to feel loved too, which was something that you did for him perfectly.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

Whenever you did something sweet for Sanha, like make him lunch or send him a gift from home on the road, he loved it. He loved the attention that you paid to the little details, how you never missed a trick when you knew that he was in a rush, finding something that you could do to help him out a little bit.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He loved whenever you asked him how his day was and took an interest in what Sanha was up to. He would talk for ages about everything when you did ask, not wanting to miss out on a single detail to tell you about.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Your wedding left Sanha with a lot of inspiration, with guitar in hand he often found himself coming up with a few random songs. Although he had no intention of doing anything with them, when the boys heard them and found out the sentiment behind them too, they were keen to do something with at the studio.

S ⇴ SILENCE

Both of you didn’t mind silence too much, you were humans after all and couldn’t constantly talk to each other, although Sanha would often give it a good go. He was the one who would usually break silence between you first, not liking at all when the two of you didn’t talk for a long time, especially when he had something to say too.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Sanha biggest trick for making your marriage work was understanding each other and knowing each other’s limits. You were respectful of each other’s boundaries and knew when you were too much or too little.

U ⇴ UPSET

The moment he spotted that you were upset, nothing else would matter to Sanha other than being there right by your side.

V ⇴ VISITS

The two of you made a lot of time for each other after you got married. Simple things like having lunch together or walking home together so that you could see each other more were things that you did together.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

He only wished to keep you, the last thing that Sanha ever wanted to experience was a future without you right by his side.

X ⇴ XXXX

He loved to kiss you whenever you were close enough, it was instinct for Sanha, as much as he loved to cuddle you, he would never turn down the chance to be even more affectionate with you by kissing you too.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, there was no one more important than you in Sanha’s life.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

At night, Sanha loved to hold you and let you curl up into his frame, he knew how much you loved to settle against his frame and so he’d let you lay as close to him as you wanted, never complaining once about it.

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[femikpop]

Protective Brothers

Tittle: Protective Brothers Words: 0.5K Pairing: Sou/Sanha, Sou/Rocky; 8th Member of BTS Summary: Taehyung and Jimin get protective over Sou.  

When Sanha and Rocky saw long black hair dancing and singing one of their favourite songs, they knew immediately who it was. Person turned to the left, so now they could see her profile. Sanha hit his friend’s chest and gasped in shock. Minhyuk opened his mouth wide and started looking for his phone. He took it out of his pocked and unlocked, showing his wallpaper to Sanha.

‘She’s exactly the same.’, he said, looking from the phone to the girl in front of them. ‘Let’s go introduce ourselves.’

‘No!’, Minhyuk said, putting his hand in front of Sanha, stopping him from going anywhere. ‘Look, she’s busy.’, he added pointing out. 

Both of the boys were standing and whispering to each other, as Jimin and Taehyung joined Sou. They started talking about their perfromance, that would happen in the next few minutes. They would laugh with her and make jokes to annoy her. But they they stopped and started said something quietly with serious faces. Sou furrowed her eyebrows and turned her head back, looking straight at Minhyuk and Sanha. When they saw Sou looking at them, they immediately looked down ‘minding their own bussiness’.

‘You’re good there, boys?’, Taehyung asked and they nodded right after. Sanha even showed him thumbs up, making Jimin laugh with it. ‘Are you sure?’, they nodded again.

‘Really?’, Sou asked, smilling. ‘Because, you’ve been watching me for the last few minutes. Is there anything , that  I can help you with?’

‘We’re just big fans.’, Sanha said, walking really really fast to the three idols. He was almost running in their direction. Minhyuk was right behind him. ‘We love your group and every song and-’, he was talking really fast, that he didn’t even realised, that he took Sou’s hands into his. Her eyes went wide and both Jimin and Taehyung looked surprised at the situation. Jimin was the first one to react. He immediately put his hand and Sou’s stomach, pushing her closer to him. ‘I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to.’

‘It’s okay.’, Sou said and smiled slightly at them.

‘Yeah, but it’s not okay to touch woman, you don’t know.’, Taehyung said with serious expression.

‘Especially older woman.’, Jimin added, which he got death glare fill of daggers from Sou. ‘You’re older, than them, Soo.’, he said in lower voice to them.

‘I’m so sorry for my friend here.’, Minhyuk said, pushing Sanha back. ‘He’s just really excited.’, he added.

‘It’s okay. Let’s just not do it again.’, Jimin said and Taehyung nodded. Then he just turned around and picked up Sou throwing her on his shoulder and walking away with Jimin following right back. Sou just screamed and mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ to the poor boys, that were still standing in the same spot, looking as they were slowly wanishing in the hallway.

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[starry-kfics]

picking flowers [sanha]

word count: 15.1k (get some snacks and get comfy)

warnings: mentions of suicide, mentions of bullying, minor depression (no main characters attempt or talk of suicide; no explicit mention of bullying)

author: mel

request: HEY can you do a HS au with Sanha where his crush -and classmate- looks like a cold girl but when she’s with her friend she’s like really funny person and he falls in love with her day by day… i don’t know its clear or not. I think i messed up 😂😂

extra info: kinda angst, mostly fluff. angsty fluff? fluffy angst?? also, i majorly condensed the ages in astro (mj and jinjin are in the same grade, bin and eunwoo in the grade below them, and rocky, sanha, and the reader in the grade below binu)

♡

To say that you were a good student was a bit of a stretch. It wasn’t that you were failing all your classes, you were just never one to get straight A’s all the time. You wouldn’t need Algebra for what you wanted to do.

And, to say that you were popular was also a bit of a stretch. It wasn’t that you were a hermit with no friends, you just didn’t get along with everybody. You didn’t need to be friends with a bunch of people.

Yoon Sanha, on the other hand, was a mystery to you. Almost your polar opposite. He was a straight-A student, was friends with pretty much everyone, and was best friends with the five most popular, attractive, and well-liked upperclassmen at your school. He himself was dorky, tall, gangly, and had just gotten his braces off. Everything popular media said would guarantee him to be bullied for all of his school days. But he wasn’t.

You didn’t resent him for not being bullied, it wasn’t his fault, and you weren’t bullied yourself. But your best friend, your only friend, was. And that, was something you could blame on Sanha.

Yang Jeongin and you became friends on accident. You were going to skip the second half of the school day to go down to the nearby river, and literally tripped on him. He was sitting outside, eating his lunch alone, because nobody would let him sit at their table. So you ended up staying that day, kind of taking him under your wing at school. He was one year your junior, and that combined with his propensity to cling onto you and not hang out with others brought the attention of a bully, Yoon Jaeha. It was a random Tuesday that had you and Jeongin hanging out together at the small outdoor quad before school. You were sitting on a bench, listening to a few new songs as Jeongin did some last-minute studying for his math test. This was really how you spent most of your time with him, doing your own things in proximity to each other.

In your peripheral, you could see a group of boys talking and laughing with each other. You knew who they all were, the popular, attractive, well-liked upperclassmen that had taken Sanha under their wing, much like you had done with Jeongin. Except Sanha was never pantsed in the middle of the halls, or body-checked after second period everyday, or taunted relentlessly whenever he was alone. Jeongin was.

His bully had thankfully learned that you would stand up for your younger friend, and only targeted him when he wasn’t with you.

“Y/N.” Jeongin groaned, slamming his book shut and catching your attention.

“Yes?”

“Can we skip today and go to the river?” “Aren’t you the one who always told me how important school was, and that I should stop skipping?” “I hate math.” “Me too, buddy.” You reached over to ruffle his hair. He swatted your hands away before fervently trying to fix it, “Y/N!” A cackle escaped your lips as you went to mess it up again, only making Jeongin more infuriated and eventually give up, “You’re impossible, Y/N.” “Now you sound like all my teachers.” You grinned, grabbing Jeongin’s book to open it back up for him again, and placed it on his lap. “I want you to do at least two more practice problems before first period, okay?” “Yes, mom.” He said mockingly, but did as you asked anyway. With a victorious grin on your face, you popped your ear bud back into your ear. And accidentally made eye contact with Sanha as he was glancing over at you. His face broke into a smile, probably thinking that your residual grin from interacting with Jeongin was a friendly smile directed towards him, and you quickly looked away. Shit he’s going to think you want to talk to him. Yoon Sanha was unfortunately, a very friendly boy. Awkward and somewhat nervous, sure, but never shy. And you really didn’t like talking to people. Or at least him. So you quickly started doing something intently on your phone, browsing for new music to listen to and hoping that Sanha would just stay with his friends. But instead, two blue sneakers came into view on the grass under your phone. Grimacing, you took one ear bud out, not even bothering to pause your music. “Hey, Y/N.” Sanha greeted you brightly. “Hi, Sanha.” You said shortly as Jeongin looked over to you with wide eyes. “Did you study for the test in Chemistry today?” “Yes.” “Well, did you understand it all? Because I’m not quite sure about balancing reactions, and I was wondering if-” “Sorry, but Jeongin and I were actually reviewing his math right now, and we’re about to go inside to get his calculator.” You started tugging on your friend’s jacket to get him to stand up. “Oh, well I have an extra calculator in my bag, and I was really good at systems of equations last year, so I could help-” Sanha offered, and you cut him off again as you started hurrying away from him. “Nope, don’t need your help. Bye, Sanha.” “Well could we go over Chemistry at lunch, Y/N?” You turned around, walking backwards away from him as you kept shoving the flustered Jeongin, “Wish I could, but I’m afraid that I’m going to come down with a terrible stomach bug right before lunch.” With that, you practically kicked the door open and yanked Jeongin inside, Sanha staying outside as the door closed behind you. Looking at the time, you said, “Here, I’ll walk you to first.” “You don’t have to be mean to Yoon Sanha like that.” Your friend quietly pointed out as you started walking up the stairs together. “It’s not his fault.” “But he doesn’t do anything about it.” “Maybe he doesn’t know.” “How could he not? The whole school knows. And they also do nothing.” “You pull off ‘hating the world’ really well, Y/N.” “I don’t hate the world.” You pointed out. “I don’t really hate anything. It’s just a strong dislike.” “Do you like anything, Y/N?” Jeongin teased, and you took a moment to ponder this. “Food, my family for the most part, food, you, I guess.” He wrinkled his nose, and you rolled your eyes. “Like an annoying little brother.” You took the opportunity to spin it on him, elbowing his side teasingly as you said, “Speaking of liking things, are you going to talk to Yena today?” Jeongin immediately flushed at the mention of his crush, rubbing his neck nervously. “When will you let that go?” “When you finally confess to her. It’s been two months, Jeongin!” “She doesn’t like me!” “I happen to have insider information, that she does.” “Insider information requires talking to someone other than me, Y/N. Which you don’t do.” You finally arrived at his classroom. “Piss off, Jeongin.” He had a grin on his face as he opened the door, braces and dimples making an appearance. “See you at lunch, Y/N.” “See you.” Shaking your head to yourself as you walked away, you were still grinning mischievously. He didn’t need to know how you knew. All he needed to know was that you knew Yena liked Jeongin as much as Jeongin liked her. It felt like your little brother was getting his first crush, and it was adorable to you. Now he just needed to confess. But, your knowledge of people liking other people didn’t extend to anybody who might like you. Which is probably why Yoon Sanha bothering you didn’t catch your attention. To you, that was just who he was, a very nice, very smart, very bothersome boy. At lunch, you walked to your normal spot behind the school building, by the gate that you usually snuck out of. This was where you’d first met Jeongin, and where you two liked to have lunch, once he’d convinced you to stay instead of skipping almost every other day. But he was late to your lunch meeting, and you peered around the corner looking for him. Had Jaeha found him? Was he in trouble? But then you saw him walking out of the building, perfectly okay. In fact, better than okay. Walking next to him, smiling and laughing was Yena. With an irrepressible grin, you gave him a thumbs-up when you made eye contact with him. You two had a momentary silent conversation, as he asked with his eyes if it was okay for him to not sit with you today. You waved him off with a shooing motion and a nod. He sent a thankful smile before focusing back on whatever Yena was saying, sitting together at a table. You were so proud of your friend, and excited for the alone time. Maybe you could skip and go to the river alone like you used to. Jeongin never wanted to skip with you, the most he would do was go just beyond the gate to sit in the meadow with you during lunch. But he always had to be back on school grounds ten minutes before lunch would be over. His insistence on the matter was a good thing sometimes, your teachers had complimented that your attendance was getting better, and your grades were even getting better. Not a lot better, but noticeably so. Standing up, you decided to at least skip the next two periods, and be back for your Chemistry test. Making up tests was the worst, and definitely not worth skipping them in the first place. Jogging towards the fence, you gleefully found it unlocked, as it always was. You were pretty sure the groundskeeper had lost the key and never bothered getting another one to lock it back up again. Once in the field, it was a twenty-five minute walk to the river, which is why Jeongin would never go with you, it was too far to be back in time. But now you were unhindered, and with a skip in your step, took the somewhat worn path you always did. The river was nothing special really, in fact it was more of a creek, no powerful current or depth anywhere. You’d even packed a swimsuit one day and taken a dip, it only went up to your bellybutton at the deepest point. Unfortunately, you hadn’t planned on going, so there was no foresight to bring a swimsuit, or a blanket of some sort to sit on. So instead, you took this time to practice. In a small clearing on the river bank, you laid down your jacket, put a song on full blast, and tossed your phone on top of your jacket. There, all alone, the sounds of the river meshing with the music, you could dance to your heart’s desire. And you did, practicing a routine you’d made by yourself. In your mind, you’d imagined it to be with a partner, but Jeongin didn’t want to dance with you, he was afraid it would make Jaeha tease him more. So you were stuck dancing by yourself, which was fine. You’d gone through the full song about three times when there was suddenly a voice singing along to it, approaching from your left. You could recognize those off-beat, out of tune wails anywhere. “Park Jinwoo.” You declared with something like a smile, as he walked into the clearing. “I didn’t pin you for the type to skip.” “And I didn’t pin you for the type to dance alone next to a creek.” He said in a similar manner, no malice between the two of you. “It’s a river.” “My bad.” You had no issue with Jinwoo, or any of the other upperclassmen Sanha was friends with, but your need to distance yourself from Sanha meant interacting with his friends as little as possible as well. “So what are you doing out here?” You paused your music to talk to him. “I came to talk to you.” “How’d you know I was out here?” “Sanha.” “And how did he know I was out here?” “He notices things about you.” Jinwoo shrugged. “Like the fact that you really don’t like him.” “And that’s your business because?” You were now getting tired of the conversation, pocketing your phone and grabbing your jacket to start walking down the riverbank. “Because,” the older boy followed you, keeping your pace. “I was the one who encouraged him to go talk to you, and you shot him down.” “Again, how is that your business? It’s my right to talk to who I want to talk to, and to not talk to people that I don’t want to talk to.” “I’m not trying to tell you how to live your life, Y/N. But don’t judge Sanha by his brother. He’s a really sweet kid.” “Whatever.” Jinwoo checked the time, slowing down for a moment, and you did as well, curious as he let out a groan. “I need to go now if I want to be back in time for sixth period. Please, just think about it, Y/N. Bye.” You didn’t even return his farewell, watching his retreating figure with satisfaction. Now you could be alone again for another hour; you weren’t going back until seventh period. Plugging your headphones in, you decided to watch a few dance practice videos by some idol groups, to get inspiration for your own dances. Eventually, you realized that you needed to start heading back as well, you’d wandered pretty far down the river. Back at the school, the gate was made to look like it was locked, probably Jinwoo trying to make sure nobody was suspicious of anyone having snuck out. Fake locking it behind you, you got to the quad just as the bell rang, and slipped into the hallways as they started to get crowded with kids leaving their sixth periods. “It’s hella trophies and it’s hella thick.” You half-muttered and half-sang along to the song playing through your headphones under your breath, doing some of the choreography in your head. “What you think 'bout that, what you think 'bout that?” “Bet it’s got my haters hella sick.” A voice joined in from beside you, unfortunately next to the ear that didn’t have an earphone in, meaning that you couldn’t pretend like you didn’t hear them. “Congrats, you know a song that I know.” You rolled your eyes at Sanha as he matched his strides with yours. “I know more BTS songs. Do you like them too?” “A lot of people know BTS songs.” “What’s your favorite?” “I don’t have one.” “Mine is 'I Need U.’” “I didn’t ask.” You walked into your classroom, not bothering to hold the door open for Sanha behind you. But that didn’t deter him, he followed you to your lab table. Unfortunately, on the first day of school when the seating charts were made, you arrived late and the last available seat was at the front, right next to Sanha, who actually wanted to sit at the front of the classroom. Another reason that you liked to skip the second half of the school day, you had lunch, and the last two classes of the school day with him. “You weren’t in sixth period, Y/N.” Sanha commented as he sat down. “Yep.” “Why?” “I told you, I got a stomach bug.” You deadpanned, begrudgingly sitting beside him. “And it magically got better before this class?” “No, I might puke on you at any second. In fact, I feel something coming right now, maybe you should move before I projectile vomit on you.” Sanha still wasn’t put off by your behavior, merely looking at you with an eyebrow raised. “Oh, that’s attractive.” His sarcastic remark almost made you laugh. Key word: almost. But, he seemed to notice you holding back a smile, a small one spreading across his own face. Before he could say anything else, you stuffed your headphones back in and turned the volume on the song up. The teacher seemed to notice this, giving you a pointed look, and you took an ear bud out to listen to her. “Y/N, phones away, and headphones out of your ears.” The teacher chastised you. “Yes, Ms. Kim,” You paused your music, tucking your phone into your backpack. “Y/N.” Sanha called your name, and now you were doubly irritated. Ms. Kim had taken away your only method of ignoring Sanha now. “Sanha.” “Why do you hate me?” “I don’t hate you.” “Well it seems like you do.” “Then you’re about as observant as a wooden stick.” “Well that sounds like you’re only mean to me because you have an enormous crush on me and don’t know how to express your feelings.” “Get your head out of your ass.” “Vehement denial. Suspicious.” “Don’t make me physically put your head up your ass.” “Well then what’s the reason?” Thankfully, the bell rang and Ms. Kim immediately started passing out the test, forcing Sanha to shut up. Surprisingly, you were done before Sanha. It was a subject that was easy to you, balancing equations, formula weight, stoichiometry. For some reason, you understood it with little studying. Sanha, however, scratched his head as he was only three questions into the test out of ten, with fifteen minutes left. You watched out of the corner of your eye with intrigue, were you actually better than Yoon Sanha at something academic? If you really cared, you would maybe gloat about it, but kept it to yourself. No need to interact with him any more than necessary. The bell rang, and he still had his test out, meaning that you could leave and not have to worry about him following you to continue your conversation. At the front of the school, you were elated to see Jeongin waiting for you. The two of you lived in the same direction from the school, and walked together for the first five minutes before having to go your separate ways. “I thought that you would be walking Yena home.” You teased, not even a hint of jealousy in you; you were genuinely thrilled for your friend to be talking to his crush. “She had to stay for art club.” Jeongin explained as you two started your journey home. “You should join art club, then.” “I don’t like art.” “But you like Yena.” “Y/N!” He was flustered again when you brought her up. Slinging an arm around his shoulders, you pulled him down in an apologetic yet still teasing grip. “I’m sorry, Jeonginnie. I’ll stop talking about your crush.” “Now let’s talk about yours.” “And who would that be?” “Literally every member of BTS.” “Ah, you’ve got me there.” You maintained your normal banter with Jeongin until the intersection where you had to split up, saying your goodbyes to each other. At your house, you chatted with your dad and had a snack before starting on your homework.

The next week of school had gone by seemingly without incident. Until you showed up three minutes later than you normally did to the quad before first period, and found Jeongin curled up into a ball behind the school building. Rushing to his side, you saw that his cheek was split open, a small amount of blood pooling to the surface, and you could tell that he was holding back tears. “Holy shit, I was three minutes late.” “And I was four minutes early.” He added miserably. “That’s seven minutes for Jaeha to do this.” “Jeongin…” You said softly, reaching into your backpack for some tissues and a bandaid. “We should take you to the nurse. And then the principal. This is unacceptable. Jaeha has taken it too far.” He hissed as you dabbed at the blood, wiping around the cut. After you had pressed a bandage the wound, Jeongin shook his head, mumbling, “What will Yena think?” “Yena will think that Jaeha is an asshole and that you were brave for telling an authority figure instead of crying by yourself behind the school.” “I’m not by myself, you’re here.” Your friend pointed out, and you sat back on your knees with a sigh. “Fine, we won’t go to the principal, or an authority figure. But you bet your entire ass I’m going to talk to somebody about it.” And so that’s how you ended up standing in front of Yoon Sanha’s locker before fourth period, arms crossed as you tapped your foot impatiently, waiting for him. Jeongin got to his first period okay, and you were worried for him the whole day until lunch, when you left your third period early to get to Sanha’s locker before passing period started. Surprisingly, it was Jeongin that approached you at the locker first. You sometimes forgot that his locker was in the same row as Sanha’s, “Y/N, what are you doing?” “Don’t worry, Jeonginnie, I’m just going to talk to him.” You assured him, and he cast you a nervous glance. “Are you sure? I really don’t need anything else to aggravate Jaeha…” “Jeongin, I promise, I will get him to stop if it’s the last thing I do in this godforsaken school. Now go eat lunch with Yena, she’s probably waiting.” With those words and a supportive smile, you watched him disappear down the halls. The next person to approach you was exactly who you were looking for, accompanied by a couple people you weren’t necessarily looking for. Myungjun and Jinwoo, his two friends that were in their last year of school before university. “We’re going to go to lunch now.” Myungjun announced loudly, veering the other direction down the hallway. “Good luck Sanha!” Jinwoo whispered to the younger boy, although it was loud enough for you to hear. Sanha approached you hesitantly, but with a big smile. You put up a hand just as he opened his mouth to greet you. “We need to talk.” Grabbing his arm, you dragged him outside. You dragged him past the quad and behind the school building. He was quiet the whole time, but clearly confused, maybe even a little scared. “What do we need to talk about?” He questioned. “Have you seen Yang Jeongin today?” You asked simply. “Your friend? Of course, his locker is a couple down from mine.” “Best friend.” You corrected, causing a glimmer of a smile to cross Sanha’s face, then you continued on. “And, did you see the bandage on his face?” “Yeah. What is it, a pimple that he doesn’t want to scar or something?” “No, it’s a wound. From where your brother punched him.” Sanha froze, eyes widening and jaw nearly dislocating in shock. “M-my brother?” “Yoon Jaeha.” You confirmed. “He doesn’t even know Jeongin. I promise, he didn’t do th-” “Shut the fuck up.” You tried not to yell, taking a deep breath. “You’re in denial, and you need to stop. It’s disgusting.” “What do you know?” Now Sanha was getting angry, his face turning red as he tried to contain his yells of indignation. “Nothing, you know nothing!” “I know plenty, Yoon Sanha.” “Really?” “Yes, really. My older brother used to bully people, too. He would make fun of them, push them into lockers, rough them up if they looked at him the wrong way. And I ignored it, I turned a blind eye and idolized him for being my big strong older brother that could do no wrong.” You practically spat out your words as you relayed the story. “Then one of the kids he bullied tried to commit suicide. He lived, thankfully, but my brother and my family will never be done apologizing and repaying their penance to that boy and his family. And I absolutely hated- no, still hate- myself for what I did; ignoring it, and letting it happen.” Bile was rising in your esophagus as you spoke, your words bringing about the most unpleasant experiences and feelings in your life. But you continued. You had to, for Jeongin, “That’s what you’re doing, that’s why I dislike you. You know it’s happening, and you’re turning a blind eye, whether accidentally or not. I’m not a hateful person, I’m really not. I want to be kind and loving, and giving out second chances left and right. But people like you, people like me, don’t deserve them.” Sanha was speechless after your rant, and you wiped at your lip where saliva was threatening to launch itself. You had gotten yourself worked up, and you quickly realized that maybe you had said too much. He was looking at you with the most complex range of emotions: anger, pity, sympathy, betrayal, disbelief, and just plain old sadness. “You deserve a second chance, Y/N.” Sanha finally spoke, his voice soft but clear. Even though his words were clearly meant to make you feel better, they set you off again. “This isn’t about me!” You screeched, almost in hysterics. “It’s about your jackass brother leaving Yang Jeongin alone.” The boy in front of you was at a loss for words, or anything at all. He stood petrified, and you were too worried about crying in front of Sanha that you’d forgotten about your original mission, slinging your backpack over your shoulder, stomping over to the gate. Not even caring that Sanha now knew exactly where you were, you just needed to get out of there. You knew the field and river behind the school better than anyone, you’d be able to hide from Sanha if he decided to follow you. And you prayed and hoped that he didn’t. If you ever saw his face again, you thought that you might puke. Because all you could see was yourself.

The next morning, you were tempted to tell your mother you were sick, and just stay home from school. But you hadn’t missed a day of school since you’d become friends with Jeongin, and you weren’t about to start now. Especially not when he just got punched in the face yesterday. Jaeha might want to continue.

You left the house ten minutes earlier than normal, not wanting a repeat of yesterday’s consequences of you being tardy. The school campus was quiet this early in the morning, only the staff and a couple other kids were there before you. You even had time to stop at your locker before heading back to the school gates to greet Jeongin. To your delight, his arm was linked with someone else’s. Yena’s, specifically. They were chatting, and you stood waiting for them with a smug smile on your face. “Good morning, Y/N!” Jeongin greeted you brightly before nervously introducing Yena. “Yena, this is my best friend Y/N. Y/N, this is Yena.” “Hey, Y/N. Did you finish our Computer Technologies homework?” Yena asked, and you fell into step with them. “Actually, yeah.” You swung your flash drive around on your keychain. “It was the only homework I did last night.” “You two know each other?” Jeongin was dumbfounded, and you smirked at him. “I told you, Jeonginnie, insider information.” Yena giggled as he sat down on your normal bench, immediately slumping over. You sat on Yena’s other side, talking with them for a bit. But you couldn’t help your eyes from constantly flitting over to your right, where Sanha was standing with his older friends. Had he told them about your “conversation” yesterday? Had he talked to Jaeha at all? For some reason, you doubted it. He was probably still denial, like you had been. Someone approaching from the left of your small trio caught your attention. You were immediately wary as the figure caused Jeongin to tense up. You stood up, slowly moving in between your friend and the older boy. Yoon Jaeha was walking towards you, shoulders hunched. “Hey, Y/N. Could I talk to Jeongin privately for a moment?” He coughed awkwardly, and you narrowed your eyes. “Whatever you have to say to Jeongin you can say to us too.” Yena threw out, and you were unsure how much Jeongin had told her about his situation with Jaeha. Clearly it was enough for her to join you in defending him. “Uh, okay.” Jaeha cleared his throat again. “Well, I just wanted to say that I’m sorry, Yang Jeongin. About your face, and uh, everything. It was a shitty thing to do, and I’ll leave you alone.” Jeongin seemed surprised, standing up himself to stick his hand out to the older boy. “I forgive you, Yoon Jaeha.” Jaeha shook his hand, then mumbled one last apology before slinking off somewhere. Your friend looked at you with wide eyes. “Y/N, I don’t know what you did yesterday, but thank you so much!” Jeongin launched himself into your arms, and you stumbled backwards for a moment. Laughing, you hugged the boy back. “You’re welcome, Jeongin.” He let go of you, and Yena gave you a hug as well, thanking you too. “I’m just happy that he’s done bothering you.” You said, your heart swelling with happiness. Your best friend was grinning madly, braces on full display and dimple deeper than the ocean. “Now I’ve got someone I need to talk to.” You excused yourself from your friends. “We’ll see you later, Y/N!” Jeongin promised as he and Yena went the opposite direction from you. Shouldering your backpack and swallowing what was left of your pride, you took determined steps towards the group of boys who had watched the whole scene. As soon as Jaeha left, they immediately tried to turn back to what they were talking about before, as if they weren’t watching intently. But you knew that they were. And you knew that there was one of them in particular you had to speak with. “Sanha.” You called out his voice as you walked up from behind him and a boy you knew to be Minhyuk. “Hi, Y/N.” He didn’t seem as eager to see you as he did yesterday, and you suddenly got worried. “Can we talk for a minute?” “Of course.” The tall boy gestured for you to lead the way, and followed you to the bench where you had just been sitting with Yena and Jeongin. “Thank you, for whatever you said to Jaeha to make him stop.” You took a deep breath before continuing. “And I’m sorry, for yelling at you yesterday, and for basically calling you a piece of shit that didn’t deserve a second chance. That was out of line.” Sanha blinked, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. “You don’t need me to forgive you, Y/N. You need to forgive yourself. I can’t give you whatever validation you’re looking for. I really can’t.” Your chest shuddered at his words, they were true. You saw yourself in him, in his situation, and tried to get forgiveness from him. He could see right through you, though, and you didn’t know how. “Fuck, you’re- you’re right.” You sniffled as tears started filling your eyes again. Furiously wiping at them, you were determined not to cry. “Come on,” Sanha stood up, slinging your backpack onto his shoulder with his own, and gently took your arm in his hand. “Let’s go somewhere.” You were still trying not cry as Sanha took you to whatever destination he had in mind. The sounds of the students chattering amongst themselves faded away, and when you looked up from your shoes, you noticed that Sanha had taken you behind the school, in the shade provided by the building. He sat down, tugging on your wrist for you to do the same. You obliged, vision still watery as you couldn’t even make eye contact with him. “Do you want to talk?” “No.” “Okay.” He accepted your answer, not moving to stand up or anything. Instead, he just sat there with you, as if waiting for you to say something. Eventually you did, the silence becoming suffocating, “Why are you being nice to me? I was an absolute asshat to you because of something your brother did.” “I’m being nice to you, in hopes that one day you’ll be nice to yourself. Because I really do believe that you deserve a second chance, Y/N. And you should give it to yourself.” His words brought even more tears to your eyes, and soon they were streaming down your cheeks. He was making you truly look at yourself, something you hadn’t done since your brother got the call that his classmate he had bullied had ended up in the hospital, wrists in thick bandages to stop the bleeding.

And it was terrifying. You wrapped your jacket around yourself tighter, trying to comfort yourself. The sound of the warning bell ringing reached your ears, and you said to Sanha, “You should go, you don’t want to be late.” Sanha made no move to leave, “I also don’t want to leave you crying behind the school by yourself.” And so Yoon Sanha sat with you until your eyes were dry, and the red puffiness had receded a little bit. You stretched as you stood up, and he did the same. “Thank you.” You uttered, not quite sure of what to say. He nodded, checking his watch. “We’ve still got twenty minutes left of first period.” “Then we should go in, better late than never.” Checking that there were no wandering teachers or staff members first, the two of you crossed the grassy quad together, slipping into the main building. Both of your first periods were on the second floor, so you were still by him as you walked up. When you got to where you knew your paths would diverge, you were starting your goodbye when Sanha suddenly blurted something out, “See you sixth-” “Do you want to sit with me at lunch?” You cocked an eyebrow, “How do you know I’m in your lunch? You sit inside.” “Ah, I just, kind of notice things?” “I’ll see if Jeongin’s eating with me or Yena’s art club friends today. If he is eating with them, I might come by your table.” “You don’t sound angry.” “What would I be angry about?” “Jeongin and Yena.” “It’s not like I’m into him or anything,” You snorted almost in disbelief. “And I’m actually super proud of him for getting other friends and talking to his crush.” “That’s nice.” He commented, a smile on his face. “Maybe you should get other friends too.” “We’ll see what happens at lunch, then.” You started walking towards your classroom. “Bye Sanha.” “Bye Y/N!” Lunchtime rolled around, and Jeongin still hadn’t replied to your text asking where he was sitting. With a shrug, you guessed that he was sitting with Yena and her friends, and decided to find Sanha’s table. You heard Sanha’s friends before you could see them in the packed lunchroom, various screams and hysterical laughter met your ears. Approaching the table, you immediately looked to Sanha. “Hey Y/N! You can sit here,” He patted the seat to his left, and you did so. “That’s my seat!” Came the indignant voice of Myungjun as he joined the table. “Oh hi, Y/N.” Jinwoo, who was walking with him, elbowed his arm, “MJ hyung, just sit next to me and leave them be.” Disgruntled, Myungjun sat beside his friend, pulling out his own lunch. The other boys came to the table, giving you wary hellos. The six boys were all hungrily munching on their food, and you just sat there, somewhat amused by it. “Do you not have a lunch, Y/N?” Sanha asked with a frown as he noticed that you weren’t eating as well. “I was planning on skipping this period and fifth and going to the boba cafe a couple blocks away.” You explained your lack of a meal, and immediately had various foods shoved in front of you. Chips from Sanha, a quarter of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich from MJ, a cookie from Bin, rice from Minhyuk, an apple from Dongmin, and a juice from Jinwoo, were all presented to you. More like forced at you, technically. “You guys can keep your food, I really don’t-” You trailed off when you saw the pointed look from Sanha. This was part of a second chance for yourself, accepting others’ kindness. Changing your demeanor, you said, “Thank you.” With that, you popped a chip into your mouth, and the friendly conversation and banter at the table resumed.

After that lunch, you realized that you’d gotten six new friends, whether you wanted to or not. Dongmin lived down the street from you, and had started leaving in the morning just before you did, walking with you a couple blocks before Bin would join the both of you. Then, you were most likely to be roped into the group meeting before school started. Minhyuk and you had ended up together for a project in your second period. Jinwoo would often find you after second and talk with you for a moment as you went to your third periods that were near each other.

Then, the group would reunite at lunch. When you all had to break apart for fifth period, Myungjun tagged along to yours, since he was a peer for that teacher. Of course sixth and seventh period were spent with Sanha, whom you’d started finding less and less bothersome. In

fact, if he didn’t immediately give you a bright smile when you sat beside him in Chemistry, you were a little disappointed. And that text to Jeongin still went unanswered. It wasn’t that you’d forgotten about him, it was far from that. You still loved your best friend with all your heart, but his now-girlfriend had introduced him to so many more people that he was becoming friends with. And while it made your heart twinge, you were proud of him. After all, you were also becoming friends with other people. It was as if maybe your friendship was meant to be just a stepping stone for you both. “Y/N, can we study tonight? I did not get that lesson.” Sanha groaned as the two of you walked out of Chemistry. “Yeah, let me give my dad a heads-up that you’re coming over.” You agreed, bringing your phone out of your pocket. There was a text already there, the name having not popped up on your screen in well over two months. [jeongin: do you want to come over for pizza and movies tonight? we haven’t hung out in forever. i’m staying for art club, but you can come over around dinnertime] Your throat seized up as you thought over your response. Theoretically, you could finish studying with Sanha before dinnertime then go to Jeongin’s house. But your dad had kind of fallen in love with Sanha, insisting every time he was over that he stay for dinner. And you really loved it, it was something you’d never pass up, despite the embarrassing stories your father would tell about you.

[you: i wish i could, but my dad said i can’t hang out with anyone unless i bring my grades back up. sorry] It was somewhat true, your dad said no friends after school, unless it was for something school-related. Or unless it was Sanha. He didn’t even try to hide his favoritism towards your new friend, preferring him over any of the others you’d introduced him to. Minhyuk had come over before for your project, and your dad pretty much treated him as a criminal, but would probably let Sanha get away with murder. Going into your texts with your dad, you started typing as you and Sanha walked down the stairs. [you: hey dad, sanha’s coming over for chemistry studying] [dad: oh no! i’m going to your mother’s work dinner tonight. give him my apologies. we’ll be home at seven!] [you: can i order us pizza then?] [dad: yes, i left money on the counter for you anyway] Your phone buzzed with another text, and you glanced up to thank Sanha as he held the door to the school building open for you. [jeongin: that’s okay. tomorrow right after school?] [you: that sounds perfect. see you then!] Dongmin and Bin joined you and Sanha at the front of the school to walk home. They said their goodbyes as Dongmin was apparently going to Bin’s house, as Sanha was going to yours. At your house, you threw your stuff down and grabbed a snack for you and Sanha to eat. At your kitchen table, you brought out your textbooks as well notes from the class. “Okay so, which parts of periodic trends do you not get?” You asked, chewing on a cracker. “Uh most of it. Like, I understand why it happens, kind of, but I just don’t remember which ways and the exceptions and all of that.” Sanha replied before popping a cracker in his own mouth. You launched into an explanation of the material, for some reason you actually understood it. Once Sanha was sure he understood, you all did a couple practice problems from a worksheet your teacher had given you. However, when you went to check your answers, Sanha had gotten almost all of them wrong. “That’s it, I’m dropping out.” He groaned, shoving his books and papers away from him. Calmly closing your own book, you stood up. “Let’s take a break. I got Super Mario Brothers Wii.” "Oh hell yeah!” Sanha was suddenly energized, running down the hall towards your room. Sitting side-by-side on your bed, knees touching as his long legs were folded underneath him as best he could, you played video games with Sanha. It had become an integral part of your friendship, whether you were at your house, his house, or one of the other boys’, you two always ended up at a game console of sort. Screams and cheers and groans always spilled out of both your mouths, depending on if you were on the same team, and if you were winning. This time you were on the same team, trying to finish the levels at the best proficiency you could. You were about halfway through World One when Sanha’s character died, losing his last life. That meant that you had to completely restart the world. “Are you shitting me?” You hissed, just about throwing your controller onto the floor. “I’m sorry, Y/N!” Sanha cried out, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you tightly to him. You fell over onto your bed at the force, a mess of limbs and laughter as you tried to wriggle out of his grasp. But he held tight to you, apologies adding to your laughs in the air. “I forgive you! I forgive you!” You squealed out, and he finally released you. Still with a grin on your face, you managed to sit yourself back up. Your eyes caught on something outside your window, and you nearly screamed. There was someone peering into your window, just barely out of sight. Before you could alert Sanha, or call the police, or scream, you realized that it was someone familiar. And that you definitely needed to talk to them. “Sanha, could you go make me a cup of chocolate milk while I set up the next level, please?” You asked him sweetly, and he stood up. “Of course.” He raised his arms above his head to stretch, shirt sliding up ever so slightly before he put his arms back down. “I’ll get myself a glass too. Do you want food while I’m in the kitchen?” You weren’t hungry, but you needed to delay him as much as possible, “A sandwich sounds really good right now.” “Aish, what am I, your husband or something?” “You offered! And, I was thinking more like a servant.” He chuckled, sticking his tongue out at you, which in turn caused you to reach forward to give his chest a push, “Alright, I’m going.” Once he was out of sight, you closed your door before padding over to the window. Pushing it up, you called out, “Yang Jeongin! Get your nosy little ass over here!” Your friend emerged from behind one of the taller bushes in your neighbor’s yard. As he got closer to your window, you realized that he seemed upset. With good reason, as far as he knew, you’d blown him off for Sanha. “Hey Y/N.” Jeongin had a tartness in his voice as he spoke, “I thought you were grounded from friends?” “My dad made an exception for studying.” You explained, hoping he wasn’t too mad. It was true that you didn’t hang out as frequently, but you still didn’t want to lose your friend completely. “That really seemed like studying.” “We were taking a break-” You were only partway through your excuse when you realized that Jeongin wasn’t angry, or even annoyed. Instead, he seemed amused as he listened, head tilted to the side. “Don’t you dare be thinking what I think you’re thinking.” “And what would that be? That you and Sanha have huge, enormous crushes on each other?” Now it was Jeongin teasing you about crushes, and you didn’t like the change of roles. You were supposed to be poking fun at him, not the other way around. Scowling, you attempted to change the topic, “Why are you even hiding outside my window, Jeongin? That’s a bit stalker-ish.” “I saw you and Sanha walking together, and I know that his brother drives him to school. So I decided to investigate.” “That’s super stalker-ish, Jeonginnie.” “You’re avoiding.” “You’re annoying.” There was suddenly a yell from inside your house, “Y/N, do you want ham or turkey?” “Uh, give me a minute!” You replied, just as loud. “I’ll come to you-” Jeongin was still at your window, looking smug as he crossed his arms. “Don’t! I’m changing! Currently naked! Do not enter!” “Oh, okay.” Sanha’s voice was closer, he must be right outside the door. He cleared his throat awkwardly, “I’ll be in the kitchen.” Once you were sure he was back in the kitchen, you turned to the boy outside your window with narrowed eyes, “You’ve gotta go, because now I actually have to change so he doesn’t think I was lying to him.” “Fine, fine, I’ll be going.” Your friend raised his hands up in surrender. “But once you two are a thing, we’re going to have double dates, okay?” “Leave.” With one more dimpled laugh and wave, Jeongin walked around to the front of your house, then down the sidewalk. You breathed a sigh of relief, closing your window up and quickly switching your school clothes out for pajamas. Treading out to the kitchen, you tried to be nonchalant about your changing of clothes. Sanha had two chocolate milks and one sandwich made, and he explained the lack of one sandwich, “I haven’t made yours yet, because I didn’t know what you wanted on it.” “Ah, I’m not that hungry anymore, actually.” You replied, helping him to start putting away the sandwich ingredients. “Besides, we need to get back to studying anyway.” You two had finally gotten through the chapter, and Sanha slammed his book shut in victory. “If I see another chemical formula I might just burn my eyes off.” With a chuckle, you closed your book as well, and finished the last of your chocolate milk before speaking again, “We should order the pizza now, so it’s here by the time we get hungry again.” He agreed, and you quickly called it in. As you were ordering, you watched as Sanha stood up, walking towards your living room. Figuring he just wanted to sit on something comfier, you stayed in the kitchen to finish the order. When you had hung up, you shuffled into the living room as well to see Sanha’s long body sprawled out on your couch. He looked half-asleep, so you decided not to bother him, moving to sit in the armchair beside the couch. “Y/N,” he whined, reaching a hand out to grab your forearm. “Sanha,” You mimicked his tone, and he looked up at you through his eyelashes, clearly tired. “I’m cold.” “I’ll get you a blanket.” “But I don’t want a blanket.” “Then freeze.” “Y/N.” He tugged on your arm, and you realized what he wanted. “Jeez, you’re so needy.” You scoffed as he sat up slightly, letting you sit where his head just was. He laid his head back down on your lap, and your fingers instinctively started running through his hair, absentmindedly playing with his brown locks with one hand, the other grabbing the remote to start finding something to watch. “Y/N.” “I swear to God, Sanha, what is it now?” “Thank you for giving me the chance to be your friend.” Your annoyance faded and you felt your face soften as you looked down at Sanha, putting the remote to the side. He was looking back up at you with a fond smile on his face as you kept messing with his hair, waiting for you to say something back. “I still don’t know why you wanted to be my friend,” You frowned, hands stopping as you became absorbed in your thoughts. “I was a jerk to you because of your brother.” “Yeah, you were. But I knew that you weren’t actually a jerk, I saw you smile, and laugh, and joke with Jeongin at school. And one time I’d gone outside during lunch, and saw you go behind the school building, and I wondered where you’d gone. Then I saw you on the other side of the fence, in the meadow, and you looked so peaceful. I knew that you were a wonderful person, so I wanted to see it for myself.” “And am I as wonderful as you thought I was?” “Even more so.” Sanha’s words were so sincere, and so sweet, and he looked at you with such a loving expression, you felt your heart start to hurt and your eyes threatened to water up. “Thanks, Sanha.” You chewed on your lip, and he smiled up at you. “Speaking of the meadow, do you want to go there with me tomorrow? Just for lunch, you don’t have to skip any of your classes.” “Sure, that sounds like a lot of fun.” And with that he rolled onto his side, adjusting his head in your lap into a more comfortable position. You realized with a fond smile that he was going to take a nap. Instead of entertaining yourself with the TV, you pulled out your phone in one hand while the other absentmindedly played with Sanha’s hair, brushing it away from his face, letting it fall back onto his forehead before you brushed it away again. The repetitive cycle relaxed you, and apparently Sanha too as his breathing evened out, the faintest kitten-like snores coming from his slightly-parted lips. He had actually fallen asleep on your lap. Opening the camera on your phone, you took a few pictures of the sleeping boy at various angles. Some made him look like an angel, while others were so unfortunate you had to choke back your laughter at them. You decided to send a couple of the worse ones in your new friend group’s group chat, appropriately named Hot Mess Central. [you: can you believe this 11/10 visual right here: attached images] [mj: im cACKLING OH MY GOD] [minhyuk: no seriously, he’s actually cackling right now. it’s hurting my ears] [jinwoo: i can also confirm that] [bin: i’m saving each and every one of these pictures] [dongmin: wait y/n, it looks like he’s sleeping on your lap] [mj: THATS THE CUTEST SHIT EVER] [bin: is he??] [jinwoo: i double-checked the pictures and you can clearly see y/n’s hand in his hair!!] [minhyuk: that’s adorable] Rolling your eyes at the detective skills your friends decided to employ to embarrass you, you replied. [you: yeah, his head is on my lap because he’s a Needy Bitch™] [jinwoo: yeah but he’s YOUR needy bitch] [you: that’s one of the least endearing things i’ve ever heard of] [bin: sanha is one of the least endearing things i’ve ever heard of] Holding back a snort, you typed out your response, going back into your camera roll for the angelic pictures of Sanha you had. [you: oh that’s just mean, bin. he’s plenty endearing: attached images] [mj: THATS THE CUTEST SHIT EVER] [you: that’s a very wide vocabulary, mj] [dongmin: that’s a very bad way of avoiding the situation, y/n] [jinwoo; i agree, y/n is avoiding] [bin: i second that] [you: no bin, jinwoo already seconded it] [bin: then i third it] [minhyuk: y/n is still avoiding] Sanha started to shift in your lap again, and you realized that his phone had been continuously going off with the messages from the groupchat. [you: you guys are waking sanha up with these ten million messages] [minhyuk: let’s not interrupt their cuddle session anymore then] [jinwoo: good point!] [you: i’m going to strangle you guys tomorrow] [dongmin: that’s pretty kinky, y/n, save it for sanha] [mj: nO WAIT THEY’RE CHILDREN DONGMIN DONT ENCOURAGE THAT] [jinwoo: anyway, we’re all going, bye!!] [bin: bye!!] [mj: BYE BABES] [dongmin: BE SAFE I LOVE YOU ALL BYE] [minhyuk: goodbye, i guess??] Not even reciprocating their goodbyes, you turned your phone off. But apparently ending the conversation to preserve Sanha’s nap was for nothing, because when you looked down at him, his eyes were already focused on you, watching you sleepily. “Something wrong, Y/N?” Sanha reached up to poke at your cheek. “You’re frowning.” You swatted away his hand, the gesture nonetheless bringing a fond smile to your face as you shoved his hand back down towards him. “Your friends are a bunch of idiots.” “Hey, they’re your friends now too, Y/N.” He pointed out, hands undeterred and still reaching up to poke your cheek, then nose, and you gave up on deflecting them. He continued his cute assault on your face, as his own way of tracing your face, eyes and fingers memorizing your features as he did so, under the excuse of annoying you. But that was how he normally approached something like this, something that went beyond the normal bounds of friendship, that maybe signaled that he wanted something else from your relationship. He disguised it just as him being childish. The bell rang, causing both you and Sanha to startle. He sat up to allow you to stand up and get the door. It was the pizza, and you quickly paid before carrying back to the kitchen. As you ate and talked, you forgot about the groupchat and could just focus on your friend. When you were putting away the leftovers and Sanha helped to put the dishes in the dishwasher, you heard the garage door opening, meaning that your parents were home. “We’re home!” Your mother called out, and you poked your head out of the kitchen. “Hi Mom! Hi Dad!” You said cheerily, going to give your mother a hug. “Is Sanha still here?” Your dad asked as he absentmindedly gave you a hug, and you rolled your eyes. At this point he probably preferred Sanha over you. “Yes, Mr. Y/L/N, I’m in the kitchen!” Sanha called out, and your dad rushed in to greet your friend. You watched with amusement as Sanha put down a plate to reciprocate the hug your father gave him, and they immediately launched into a conversation. You didn’t know how, but if you let them, your father and Sanha could talk to each other for hours like good friends. Your mother put her purse down, watching the two as well. “If you don’t start dating that boy soon, your father might.” Your mother warned jokingly, and you didn’t know if you wanted to argue or laugh at her statement. You opted to look at her with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. She lifted your chin back up with a disapproving tsk, “Don’t be so surprised, I’ve known he’s liked you since you first mentioned the annoying boy in your classes who wouldn’t leave you alone. I didn’t raise a stupid child, you’ve known it too, Y/N.” Sighing, you slowly nodded in agreement. Had it crossed your mind before that Sanha might like you as something other than a friend? Yes, but you never dwelled on those thoughts. Had it crossed your mind that you might also like Sanha as something other than a friend? Yes, but you valued this new friendship too much to think like that. The possibility of losing not one, but six friends, was terrifying to you. You never thought of yourself as wanting to have many friends, but now that you did, you didn’t want to let them go. You’d just be selfish for wanting anything else from your relationship with Sanha, or any one of them. It would disrupt the dynamics of the whole friend group. “Good,” She picked up her bag again, patting your shoulder before calling out to your dad, “Honey, Sanha should be getting home before it’s dark.” “Oh, you’re right.” Your father frowned as he looked outside, the sun was hanging low in the sky. “Y/N can walk him home, right?” “Of course.” You said brightly as Sanha went to pick up his bookbag. “Thank you, Mrs. and Mr. Y/L/N.” The boy bowed to your parents in succession. “We’ll see you later, Sanha. Goodbye.” Your mother hugged him, then your father as they walked you two to the door. You and Sanha walked in near silence, a comfortable silence. The only sounds that met your ears were your breathing, and the tune he was humming lightly. You liked when it quiet like this, it was often hard to get Sanha to settle down, most of the time he was all over the place. Which you liked about your friend, it was contagious, but sometimes you just wanted some peace with him. Sanha’s house was several streets over from yours, far enough from the school to warrant his parents buying his older brother a car to drive them to school, but not so far that he went to a completely different school. The quaint two-story house he lived in came into view, and you stopped on the sidewalk at the front. “Bye, Sanha. Thanks for studying with me.” You smiled, and in the dimming sunlight you could see that he had a bittersweet smile on his face as well. “Thanks for having me over, Y/N.” He said, and the both of you paused. Your mother’s words were on your mind, and your friend seemed lost in his own thoughts. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You stepped forward to give him what would normally be a friendly hug, but as your arms squeezed around his torso, you felt your heart being squeezed too. “See you.” With that, you began walking away, giving him a final wave as you turned the corner back towards your house.

The next day after third period you walked out to wait for Sanha behind the building. You reminisced about when you used to eat with Jeongin out here; you hadn’t been behind the building or in the meadow since you’d become friends with Sanha and the others. Sanha’s head peeked around the corner, and his face lit up when he saw you. “Hey, Y/N.” He smiled, and you reciprocated it. “Hey. You packed a lunch beforehand?” You question, linking your arm with his to walk out towards the gate. “Yes, and I brought those candies you like, too.” “Ah, you’re the best!” At the gate, you let go of Sanha’s arm to undo the chain, and dropped the unlocked padlock onto the ground. Pushing one side of the gate open, you took his arm in yours again and led him through. You decided not to go too far into the small meadow, stopping at a place where you knew that you couldn’t be seen from the school grounds, but it was still close enough to get back before the next period. Sitting down, you pulled out your own sandwich and drink to start eating. The warm sun above you countered the cool spring breeze that fluttered through the flowers and grass around you. You chewed on your sandwich happily, and Sanha was quiet as well as he ate his lunch. “Oh, I brought that book of poetry you wanted to look at!” You suddenly remembered, reaching into your bag. Sanha had been complaining about a poetry assignment for his Literature class, and you wanted to prove that it actually wasn’t all that boring. Pulling the book out, you realized that Sanha had brought chocolate for himself, and you really didn’t want it getting on your book. With a shake of your head, you scooted closer to him until your thighs were touching, and opened the book. Resting your arm on his leg, you held the book open for the both of you to be able to see. He leaned over your shoulder to look at it, giving you a small nudge when he was ready for the page to be turned, and you would give him a nudge when you wanted him to give you one of the candies he’d brought. Since you were holding the book, he would have to place it in your mouth for you. Soon, the two of you got into a rhythm, you were realizing the speed that he read at and would be able to turn the page without prompting, and just your mouth falling open was enough for him to know to feed you another candy. There was a moment when you two had read a particularly powerful poem, Sanha had said, “Wow, that’s incredible,” and his warm breath washed over your much colder ear and cheek, that you realized how close he was to you. His chin was resting on your shoulder, left arm behind your back to prop himself up, and you were leaning on his lap, back almost against his chest. And you became horribly aware of the fact that you wanted him even closer. This wasn’t enough. You wanted him to wrap his arms around your waist, to sit you between his legs, and nuzzle his face into your neck. “Y/N, you can turn the page.” Sanha’s request snapped you out of your terrified daze, and you quickly did so. But you could never regain the focus on the poems that you had before, every movement or slight shift he made amplified the roaring in your ears. You blamed your mother and Jeongin for putting the thoughts in your head. There was no way Sanha liked you like that, so therefore there was no reason for you to like him like that. In your mind, that was final. The bell ringing for next period nearly made you jump out of your skin, and you were quick to scramble away from Sanha and stuff the book back in your backpack. “We should get going, you don’t want to be late for class and I’m sure if we run we can make it back just in time-” “Isn’t there a river near here?” Sanha interrupted your ramblings, calmly standing up and shouldering his own bag. “Uh, yeah. It’s about a twenty minute walk from here.” “Well then let’s go.” “What?” Sanha looked at you innocently, “Let’s go to the river, it sounds like fun!” “You realize that we’ll have to skip at least two periods, right?” “Do you really want to go to Algebra, Y/N?” “Well no, but your parents would literally kill me if they found out that you skipped with me, they already don’t like me.” You pointed out with a frown. They never said it outright, but you could tell that the Yoons disapproved of you. You weren’t quite sure why; if Sanha had for some reason told them about your tendency to skip the second half of the day, or your previous dislike for him, or if they just didn’t like the fact that you were a girl. Whenever you were at their house you noticed that they treated you much colder than the others, who they pretty much considered as five more sons. You were an outlier at his house, which was such a stark contrast from how he was treated at your house. “My parents can go choke,” He scoffed, and you looked at him strangely for a moment before bursting out laughing. You stood there in the middle of the meadow, keeled over as you just wheezed. Your sides were hurting as you laughed the hardest you ever had in probably months. Finally, as you stood up, wiping a stray tear from your cheek, you saw Sanha watching with a fond smile on his face. “Well, alright.” You said, picking up your backpack. “Let’s go to the river.” As you went on to start leading the way, Sanha casually linked his arm with yours, a simple gesture that made your chest twinge. You tended to walk home together like this but you never were bothered by it until now. And you knew that if you tried to let go he was only whine until you linked your arm with his again. It was an annoying but endearing trait about him. So the two of you continued on the path you hadn’t taken in months, not since the day you’d gone off on Sanha behind the school. It seemed like a lifetime ago, but it was less than five months. So much had changed for you. Sanha rambled on about the most random stuff, and you just listened to him, an amused smile on your face. Occasionally he’d say something you had to refute or comment on, but he mainly carried the conversation himself as usual. It was so different from your friendship with Jeongin, where either you were talking the most or neither of you said much, in a comfortable silence. That made you think about Jeongin again, and how you had dinner plans at his house tonight. When you’d told your mom, she was elated, previously she had been worried that you weren’t friends with him anymore. You knew that she loved him like a son, especially for 'getting you back in line’ again. Not that she didn’t like seeing Sanha all the time, but your mom was always preaching that you needed to balance everything in your life, including old friends and new friends. She suggested that you introduce Jeongin to your new friends, but you shrugged it off. It was okay for you all to have different friend groups, you both knew that deep down you were still each other’s best friend. In fact, Jeongin had made more new friends than you did, eight new friends as compared to your six. Soon, you knew that you were reaching the clearing that you usually practiced your dance moves at, and you got more excited. Sanha seemed to notice that you were picking up your pace, and followed suit until eventually you both were running through the grass, swerving to avoid the occasional tree. Giddy, you finally burst into the clearing, and grinned as you saw it to be exactly as you’d left it. Just twenty feet away was the riverbank, and underfoot was packed dirt with somewhat trampled grass that made it a good place for you to practice your dance moves. “This isn’t really a river.” Sanha commented, to which you pursed your lips. “It’s a river.” You said sternly, and he raised an eyebrow in amusement before changing the subject. “So what did you usually do down here when you skipped?” “The last time I was here I practiced a bit.” “Practiced?” “Oh uh, I dance a little bit.” Sanha’s eyes lit up, “Can I see?” Your eyes immediately widened, you never really danced in front of anybody except Jeongin a couple rare times. “I’m self-taught, and choreograph my own stuff, so it’s usually not that good, and-” “You choreographed it by yourself? That’s awesome!” “Well that’s doesn’t mean it’s good choreography, it’s nothing like what real dancers do or anything.” “What makes someone a 'real dancer?’” “Uh, I don’t know. Actually being successful, and not feeling like you’re going to puke at the idea of dancing in front of someone.” “Y/N, you’ll be fine. It’s just me, you know I’m not going to judge you or anything. Seriously, it’s gotta be great if you did it.” Your friend seemed to know exactly what to say to convince you, and with a sigh you brought out your phone. “I need to do a couple stretches first.” You mumbled, bending over to touch your toes, then doing a few others before returning to your phone. Sanha sat down in front of you, eagerly looking up at you. You selected the song, and quickly paused it before handing it to him. “I haven’t really practiced in a long time, by the way.” “It’ll still be awesome!” With a deep breath, you tried to focus yourself, walking to where you needed to start. Imagining the first few steps, you then nodded for Sanha to play the song. As you danced, you tried to avoid eye contact with Sanha, especially at some of the more intense parts that were inspired by idol dances. You took moves from both boy and girl groups, adding in a few of your own, and desperately tried to match it with the music. There was a couple times you’d miss the beat and have to scramble to catch up. But nonetheless, the song finally came to an end, leaving you breathing heavily and a grin on your face as Sanha clapped madly. “That was so good, Y/N!” He cheered, standing up to wrap his arms around you. You stumbled for a moment, laughing lightly as you hugged him back. “Thanks, Sanha. I messed up a bunch, though, and I know it probably looked really awkward, too. I choreographed it with the idea of a partner in mind, but Jeongin didn’t want to do it with me. I was thinking of asking Minhyuk, I know he’s been dancing for a while. Or Bin or Jinwoo, they dance too, right?” “We all dance! I can do it with you!” “Really?” You questioned, never quite pegging Sanha as the type to dance. “What do you think we all do in first period, hm?” “I honestly don’t know what your first period even is.” “It’s a free period for Jinwoo and MJ, and Music for the rest of us, so they come in and we either dance or do vocals together. We have after-school practices at Bin’s house sometimes, too.” “Wow, that’s actually pretty cool. Why haven’t I heard about this little idol group before, hm?” “We’re not idols.” Sanha pointed out, flustered as he messed with his hair. “Who knows, you boys might be one day.” “Ah, I doubt that.” “Sing for me.” He was clearly caught off guard, face turning pink as he fervently shook his head. “No way.” “Ya! You just made me dance for you!” You complained, and he seemed to realize his hypocrisy.

“Fine, fine.” Your friend took a deep breath, trying to think of a song to sing. As the melody flowed out smoothly from his mouth, you recognized it easily as I Need U, the song he had named as his favorite BTS song that one day in the hallway. It was so long ago.

Sanha’s voice was clear, surprisingly strong and level for someone his age. You found yourself transfixed as he sang, watching him intently, yet he was looking anywhere but you. As he finished the verse, you clapped excitedly, which caused a wide grin to spread across his face.

“That was so good!” You squealed,squeezing his arm supportively for a moment.

“Ah, I didn’t warm up before, but thank you.” Sanha paused, looking around for a moment.

“Something wrong, Sanha?” “No, I just- Let’s go down to the river!” Your friend suddenly burst into a run again, and with a sigh, you chased him down to the riverbank. As soon as he reached the waters’ edge, he kicked his shoes off, rolled up his pants, and stepped into the beginnings of the river. “How deep do you think it is?” He asked, and you shrugged. “It’s about up to my bellybutton, so for you, probably your hips or so.” “You’ve been swimming in it? We should go swimming!” “Yeah, in September. It’s way too cold now, and besides, we don’t even have swimsuits with us.” “So?” Sanha seemed unfazed, starting to unbutton his long sleeve school uniform shirt. He walked up to place it in the grass, then returned to the water in just his white t-shirt, gesturing for you to follow him. “Come on!” “Uh, no way.” You crossed your arms. “I can’t just take off my shirt and go swimming you ding dong! We don’t even have towels!” “Y/N, please?” He pouted, eyes pleading with you. “Nope.” “Y/N.” “Sanha.” You mimicked his whiny tone. “Y/N.” At this point, he was already up to his mid-thighs, pants soaked. “Sanha.” “It’s not even cold, it’s actually really warm!” “So?” “At least take your shoes off and get your feet wet with me.” Relenting, you slipped out of your sneakers and socks, then treading closer to the river. The water was in fact quite warm, you realized as it lapped at your ankles. Just as you were sarcastically about to ask Sanha if he was happy, you were met with a huge wave of water that reached most of the way up your legs. “Yoon Sanha!” You screeched, leaping away from him. “I’m going to kill you, you little punk!” Sanha had a mischievous grin on his face as he waded further towards the middle of the river. “How are you going to do that if you’re all the way over there?” Steeling your nerves, you took a few more steps into the river until you were close enough. With complete disregard for your earlier statements of not wearing a swimsuit or not wanting to get wet, you leapt at your friend. You successfully had tackled him in the middle of the river, causing the both of you to be almost completely submerged. As you continued your playful assault on him, more and more of you got wet, until the both of you were soaked from head to toe and tired of your river wrestling. “Well congrats, we went swimming. Now how are we supposed to go to school in soaking wet clothes?” “We don’t.” Sanha trudged out of the river, pulling his shoes back on. “If I wasn’t so cold and annoyed, I might like this bad boy side to you, Sanha.�� You commented, opting just to tuck your shoes into your bag so they didn’t get muddy from the dirt accumulating on your wet feet. “Well then let’s get you less cold and annoyed so you can fully appreciate it.” Sanha offered his dry school shirt out to you. Begrudgingly, you put it on over your own wet uniform. It didn’t do much to warm you up, but you appreciated the gesture. “Thanks, Sanha.” “We should go to my house, I think it’s closest.” “Uh, your parents would most definitely not appreciate us walking into their home looking like this.” “They don’t get home for another five hours, it’s fine.” He said, taking your bag from you to carry it along with his own. So you followed Sanha to his house, which was in fact relatively close. You were thankful that school wasn’t out yet, nobody else needed to know about your midday skip and dip with Sanha. That could go downhill very quickly. Traversing through the streets barefoot, you desperately tried to keep up Sanha’s somewhat quick pace, his legs were way longer than yours. Thankfully the speed-walk helped to warm you up, and he was right about his house not being far away from the river. By the time you got to the familiar two-story house, you didn’t feel cold anymore. Until in the final stretch from the street corner to his house, the wind picked up, thoroughly chilling you to your bones. “Shit, that’s cold! You hissed, breaking out into a run towards the house. Sanha followed suit, desperately fishing his house key out and fumbling to unlock the door as the breeze kept coming. Finally, you both shoved your way through the front door, and slammed it behind you. Taking your arm in his light grip, Sanha guided you to the kitchen where he set your bags down, then upstairs. "I’ll get you some towels, and some warm clothes.” Sanha informed you, leading you into his bedroom before starting to search through his drawers. “You can change in the bathroom. Do you need anything else?” “Uhm,” You coughed awkwardly for a moment as you debated whether or not to inform him of the issue that literally every article of clothing you were wearing was soaked through. “You don’t need to give me your pants.” “Y/N, yours are absolutely drenched, you need to change!” “Yeah, well my underwear is also drenched, so that would just soak through your pants anyway!” Wordlessly, and with red cheeks, he opened another drawer and added one more article of clothing to the stack before handing them to you. You muttered a thank you before slipping into his bathroom. Starting by peeling your own wet clothes off, you took a towel to your body to dry the skin underneath, then to your hair. You attempted to tame your hair with your fingers before addressing the clothes situation. The last article of clothing Sanha had added was a pair of boxers, and you nearly burst out laughing when you saw that they had a pattern of a character from his favorite childhood cartoon. Your awkwardness faded away and you were still chuckling as you slipped them on, followed by the sweatpants and t-shirt. You were delighted to see that he had given you one of your favorite t-shirts of his, the blue and pink striped one. Whenever he wore it you would comment that he looked like someone from a kids’ tv show, which would only prompt him to puff out his cheeks and attempt to look as cutesy as possible. Emerging from the bathroom, you held your wet clothes in your arms, patiently waiting outside Sanha’s bedroom door. When he opened his door, his eyes were caught on you for a moment, and you shifted under his awestruck gaze. “Could I have a jacket or something? My arms are cold.” You requested, and he immediately snapped to attention, retreating back into his room before handing you a large zip-up hoodie.

“Thanks. Uh, where’s your dryer?” “Oh, yeah, here.” Sanha led you to the laundry room, and once you got the load started and slipped your arms into the hoodie, he dragged you out to the living room. “Movie?” “Sure, you choose.” You said apathetically, tucking yourself into the corner of the couch. He promptly settled in beside you, resting his head against your side as he looked through his Netflix. Your thoughts were elsewhere, the movie just providing background noise to your internal turmoil. Sanha was too sweet on you, and you didn’t know why. You weren’t spectacular at anything, and you definitely weren’t nearly as nice to him as he was to you. You were sarcastic, with a biting tongue, and sometimes too harsh of a sense of humor. But it never phased Sanha, he still pursued you. He softened you sometimes, like now, as you sat in his clothes on his couch, absentmindedly running your fingers through his hair; or like earlier in the meadow, when you were reading poetry together. But you were terrified, of what you would eventually do to him. This couldn’t last forever, you weren’t a soft person, you weren’t a nice person. You weren’t a person fit for Yoon Sanha. The warmth against your body was suddenly gone, and your fingers fell from the top of Sanha’s head as he sat up. You blinked in confusion, watching as he turned to face you, the most serious expression across his face that you’d ever seen. “Y/N.” He finally spoke, and you noticed that the movie had been paused. “What’s up?” “Nothing, Sanha.” You shook your head, trying to feign a smile. “No, there’s something. What’s wrong?” “Sanha, I’m fine.” “Y/N, you’re crying.” You hesitantly touched a your face, and you were, in fact, crying. Bitter tears slipped down your face, one after another. They wet your hands and your lap, but you kept crying silently. Your chest shook as you cried, and you could feel your lip quivering as you tried not to fall into full on sobs. “Talk to me, please.” He begged, grabbing your hand with his. You wrenched it away, sputtering out, “I don’t deserve a second chance. I don’t deserve your friendship. I don’t deserve you, Yoon Sanha.” “Y/N… I don’t know what else to say to make you understand that you deserve so much in life. I wish I could give it to you, and I’m sorry that I’ve failed you and that you still feel this way. If I could take all your pain and put it on myself, I absolutely would.” You could hear his voice start to waver, and when you looked up at him, his eyes were pooling with tears of his own. He looked at you with red eyes, and you could almost hear your heart breaking. “No no no, I didn’t want you to cry too.” You mumbled, wiping at his tears with your thumbs. “I’m not worth your tears, Sanha. Please don’t cry for me.” “Y/N, how the fuck could you think that?” Sanha’s voice suddenly turned hard. “Was I not good enough to you? Did I treat you so badly, that you still think you’re not worth anything? I thought I had tried my hardest, to show you that you deserve to be happy. I’m sorry, that I didn’t.” “No, Sanha, you did, I promise. You did so much for me, it’s my fault.” It really was your fault. It was always your fault. “Do you know why I wanted you to like me, why I wanted to be your friend so badly?” “Because you thought I was a wonderful person.” You answered his question with a confused frown, knowing that he had just told you this yesterday. “A wonderful person that I had- have, a huge crush on.” You just about choked on your own throat, shock halting the flow of your tears. Scanning his face for any sign of humor or something else that would signal he’s not being truthful. But there was a pink tinge across his ears and cheeks, and he had immediately started fidgeting with the hem of his shirt despite his confident words. He was telling the truth. Yoon Sanha has a crush on you. You wanted to immediately apologize to him, that he had gotten a crush on someone so horrible, that you couldn’t date him, because you wouldn’t be good enough for him, you would end up hurting him. But you stopped yourself from word vomiting. You were only thinking about yourself, pretending that it was for his sake. You’d been doing that this whole time, and you could see the disappointment and just plain tiredness on Sanha’s face from it. It was exhausting, to him and to you, to always be belittling yourself. He wanted you to love yourself, to have happiness so much, and here you were ignoring his wishes. You were hurting him almost as much as you were hurting yourself. You wanted to chastise yourself and hate yourself for being so selfish, but would that get you anywhere good? No. You needed to break this cycle. “I… have a crush on you too.” You finally let yourself say it. It would have been a big weight lifted off your chest, except an even bigger one replaced it, pinning you in place.

It was Sanha, who had practically tackled you in a hug, pushing you further back against the arm of the couch. You would have loved it, except you were awkwardly contorted, the wood underneath the upholstery of the arm pressing into your vertebrae. “Sanha, my back, please.”

“Oh, I’m sorry!” He apologized, sitting up straight again, but one of his hands had found yours, holding on firmly. “So?”

“So what?”

“Where should our first date be? Ooh, we could go get dinner tonight! I’ll pay for you and everything!”

“Sanha, I’m still wearing your clothes, no way am I going on our first date looking like this.”

“I think you look cute in my clothes.” He said with a frown, and his newfound bluntness for complimenting you made you hide your face in your hands momentarily, you could feel your cheeks heating up.

“I also already have plans with Jeongin tonight,” You added, remembering your friend, and then glancing over to the clock under the TV. School was ending in two minutes, and you nearly rolled right off the couch, hastily running to the kitchen table where your phone was.

[you: hey, i’m not at school, so i’ll just meet you at your house]

[jeongin: that’s fine. you were at school this morning, where are you now?]

[you: sanha’s house]

[jeongin: i have a couple questions]

[you: i’ll tell you about it when i see you in like, ten minutes, okay?]

[jeongin: fine]

Clicking your phone off, you returned to the living room to see a dumbfounded-looking Sanha, exactly where you had left him. “Sorry, I had to let Jeongin know I wouldn’t be walking home with him.”

Sitting back where you had been before, Sanha slowly blinked, and you reached over to take his hand in yours again, missing the feeling just in the minute you’d been away from him. You couldn’t imagine how it’d be when you actually left his house.

“That’s fine.” He plastered on a smile, and you tilted your head curiously.

“We’re having a movie night.”

“Oh that’s nice.”

“At his house.”

“Cool.”

“And we’re just friends.”

“I know.”

“And he has a girlfriend.”

“So do I.”

You nearly choked when he had said that, the heat rushing back to your cheeks. “Who says I’m your girlfriend yet?”

“Who says you’re not?” Sanha retorted, which only made you lightly smack his chest indignantly. “Okay, okay, I get it. We should have at least one date before I call you that, right?”

“Three.”

“So we’ll have one date tomorrow, and since the day after that is a Saturday, we can have two dates that day.”

As he revealed his plan to you, despite how dumb you knew it was, you found yourself still with a fond smile on your face. Yeah, he was a dork sometimes, but wasn’t that why you liked him? He was purely just… himself.

“We’ll see what happens.” You forced yourself to stand back up off the couch, still holding Sanha’s hand and pulling him off with you. “I need to go, I told Jeongin I’d meet him at his house in ten minutes, and that was two minutes ago.”

“How far away from here does he live?” Sanha followed you back into the kitchen, fingers still laced through yours.

Thinking for a moment, you tried to compose a mental map of your neighborhood. You lived between Jeongin and Sanha, closer to Jeongin’s house and the school than Sanha’s house. Thinking back to when you’d walk to either of their houses, you did a small amount of math in your head.

“Nine minutes. So I’m already late.”

“Then what’s another two minutes?”

Narrowing your eyes at Sanha, you were trying to decipher what he was implying. “Two minutes to do what?”

“I don’t know- just, not leave me yet.” He mumbled, swinging your linked hands.

A fond smile found its way onto your lips as you hoisted your schoolbag onto your shoulder, leading Sanha to the laundry room so you could get your now dry clothes. You only let go of his hand to put them in your bag, then sat at a kitchen chair to slip your shoes back on. As you stood up, you put both backpack straps on. He immediately took your hand in his again, following you to his front door like a lost puppy.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Sanha?”

“Have fun.” Your friend? boyfriend? date mate? told you with a soft and genuine smile on his features.

You were expecting him to whine and beg you to stay, but you were pleasantly surprised to see that he was willingly let you leave to see your friend. “Thanks, I’ll text you later, okay?”

“Call.”

“Okay, I’ll call you later.” You let go of his hand and wrapped your arms around his waist tightly. “Bye, Sanha.”

“Bye, Y/N.” He hugged you back with a firm yet comforting touch.

Your chest swelled and you couldn’t help but bury your face in his chest, just loving the feeling of being with him. But you’d already wasted another two minutes getting ready to leave, and Jeongin tended to get impatient, and you knew he’d have a million questions for you when you got there. Finally you had convinced yourself to let Sanha go, and opened the front door. Outside, the breeze had settled down, and you were glad that Sanha had given you warm clothes, it was still somewhat chilly.

“Y/N, one more thing?”

“Hm?” You turned around in the threshold of his house.

He swiftly leaned down, placing a soft peck on your cheek. Your face was heating up again, and you hid your face in your hands that were covered by the sweater sleeves. “Oh.”

Sanha had something akin to a smug smile on his face, clearly proud of himself for being able to make you flustered. “Bye, Y/N!”

“Bye again.”

With that, you forced yourself out of Sanha’s front door and onto the sidewalk, giving him one final wave over your shoulder. The wind picked up again as you walked, but you could barely feel it, your insides felt all warm and fuzzy from your interaction with Sanha. Not to mention that you had wrapped his hoodie around yourself partially to block out the chills and partially just because it reminded you of him. It was ridiculous how soft you were for him already.

Arriving at Jeongin’s house and knocking on his front door, you were ready for the earful you were about to get for being five minutes late. The door swung open, and you sheepishly smiled at your friend as he took in your appearance.

“I have a lot to tell you.”

[justsomekpopstuff]

Shock (Sanha)

Pairing: Sanha x Reader

Type: Soulmate AU

Genre: 100% pure fluff

MASTERLIST

A/N: As I said in my last post, in light of everything that has happened, I felt that I could help bring a little joy back. Even though it might be a bit shorter, I hope it helps a little. My ask box is always open if you are hurting. I know your pain. I am with you. We will get through this together.

You and your soulmate are connected by shock - when you first touch your soulmate, you will feel a static shock...

you had grown up loving music

you loved how music could make you feel any emotion, how they could tell stories and held you connect to others

so naturally, you had begged your parents to let you audition to be part of a label

after a bit of convincing, your parents finally agreed to let you go and audition

you managed to get signed to Fantagio, and you began your life as a trainee

days were long and stressful, but you were motivated to do well

one day during practice, you and some of the other members of the group you would eventually debut in got onto the topic of soulmates

you had always felt that they had existed, especially now with the emergence of soulmate markers, or whatever they were called

some of the other members were still a bit iffy on the subject, so you kept your thoughts to yourself for now

some time had passed, and you were told that your group was getting even closer to debuting

in order to promote your group, your manager had come up with the idea of doing a collab stage with another group from the company

your group agreed, and began to learn your part for the stage

after learning your group’s solo choreography, it was time to learn the group part

you all still had no idea who you were working with, so you were nervous and jittery, hoping that you would not make a fool of yourself in front of them

you and your group were waiting in the empty practice room, waiting for the other group to arrive

all of you were goofing around to random songs to pass the time

you and some of your members were dancing wildly to ‘Crazy Sexy Cool’ when Astro decided to walk in

you stopped dead in your tracks, realizing that Astro had just caught your group being memes to their song

you couldn’t help but feel your face heat up with embarrassment as you looked to the floor, kicking your feet

everyone introduced themselves, and the choreographer came in soon after to start practice

as you were walking to your starting spot, you accidentally ran in to one of the boys, Sanha he is very hard to miss how did this happen

as the two of you bumped into each other, you felt like your entire body was being shocked, like one of those lie detectors that you had seen

you and Sanha squealed out in pain in perfect unison as the shock pulsed

everyone rushed over to the two of you, confused as to what just happened

the shock slowly began to fade, and you were finally able to speak normally again

“I was walking to my spot when I accidentally ran in to him. When I did, it felt like I was being shocked” you explained to the others

“how is this possible? I felt that too?” Sanha spoke up

“do you think...you guys might be soulmates?” one of your members asked

“I don’t know. Don’t soulmates usually have some kind of visual marker?” one of the boys, Eunwoo replied

“not always, sometimes its just a thing that happens” your member replied

you and Sanha kept quiet as your two groups began to debate over soulmate markers

and your choreographer stood in the corner by the speakers, just trying to get practice started rip choreographer

“hey, you know what, we should have them shake hands, see if the shock is still there. Then we’ll maybe know if they are really soulmates,” one of your other members suggested

everyone else agreed including the choreographer because all he wanted to do was teach you the dance

you and Sanha sighed, knowing you were not getting out of this any time soon

after a few muttered complaints and smacks from his group, Sanha finally stretched out his hand to meet yours

as soon as your hands touched, you felt the same shock wave running through your arm

the two of you broke apart, once again squealing at the sensation

there was complete silence in the room

until the boys burst out into playful teasing cheers, along with your group members

you swore you heard MJ yell that his baby was all grown up, but you were being smothered by your own group

after you all had gotten the excitement out of your system, you were finally able to rehearse for a bit

because the two of you were closest and soulmates, you and Sanha were partnered together for the collab part of the stage

every time the two of you had to touch in some way, you felt the same sharp sting of your soulmate marker

but the more you rehearsed, the less painful it became, and you two were able to get through practice without any damaging issues

when you all were given a break by the choreographer, you and Sanha sat by each other mainly because your groups forced you to

“so...we’re soulmates...” you started awkwardly

he just nodded, feeling the same awkward pressure that you were

you both could hear light snickers and teases coming from your group members

eventually, this led to Sanha taking off his shoe and chucking it across the room at the group because you know he would

the teasing died down just a bit after Jinjin scolded him, and the two of you were back where you started

“what do we do now?” you asked

“I dunno. What do we do? When does the shock go away?” he asked in return

“I dunno. I guess we have to wait and see”

the two of you sat in silence, just chuckling awkwardly because it was the only thing you could think of doing

the choreographer called you all back from break, and the two of you stood to walk back over to your spots

“we’ll figure this out together, I promise” you whispered to him as you walked back

the dance practice continued without a hitch

and you noticed that the more time you and your soulmate spent together, the less the shock began to sting

now, it was more of a static feeling, like goosebumps

though the shock was fading, the sparks in your heart would not any time soon

[milkybonya]

can i request astro’s reaction to a physically affectionate s/o? like their s/o is hugging them often, holding their hand and etc. thank you :)

hello ! thank YOU for the req hehe, i was beginning to think people have forgotten about me T_T

Astro reaction to a physically affectionate s/o

MJ

MJ would be very ! fascinated 

you will earn MJ’s approval

since he can be the clingy one at times

he will love that someone could be just as affectionate?

I feel like he’d start a competition to see who can be the most physically affectionate to the point of annoyance

but you both love each other so much that you won’t be annoyed...

just expect MJ to enjoy every second of the cuddles he has with you

and for him to smother you in kisses with his plump lips every time you show him the slightest bit of affection

Jinjin

“can you kiss me here too?” *gesturing towards his lips*

have you seen how patient this man is?

in the video where the boys react to the all night mv (i think it’s that video), he lets the boys take off his shoes and everything

sO of course he’s not going to get mad/annoyed when you’re affectionate

he’s actually going to love it?

and he’ll urge you to go even further like

“was that a kiss on the cheek? i think you should also kiss my lips”

he’ll try to act all manly and unfazed

but there are butterflies raging within him

Eunwoo

Eunwoo is so sweet

he would just find you cute no matter what you do

even if he’s tired and just wants some space

he’d still wrap his arms around you when you cuddle into him

he’d always smile at you

he wouldn’t be able to say no to holding your hand

and if you’re ever tired or not being affectionate

he would point it out

“[y/n], why aren’t you hugging me as much today?”

Eunwoo would have to get used to receiving constant affection from you, but he’d end up loving it <3

Moonbin

i feel like Moonbin would be one of the only ones to openly show his annoyance

OF COURSE HE LOVES YOU

but if he’s ever tired and not in the mood, he’d be like

“cuddles? again?”

“could you let go of my haaand, i’m trying to do somethiiiing”

he’d sigh and roll his eyes but eventually give in after whining a whole bunch

letting you hold his hand and hug him

i feel like he’d always enjoy being kissed on the cheek tho...

on days when you aren’t as affectionate and he’s not tired

he’ll give you a tight back hug and ask you how you’re feeling

Rocky

this boy. is so cute

he’ll be ready and waiting for your affection at all times

he’d really love it honestly

always smiling every time you run your fingers through his hair, hug or kiss him

sometimes he’d try to beat you to it, though

trying to grab your hand before you grab his

he’ll love all of the affection you give him

but he’ll also want to show you some affection

he’ll do it shyly, but he’ll still do it !

he loves you :(

Sanha

“what is it now?”

of course he loves being babied

but not all the time >:(

and not when he’s busy doing something >:( 

he’ll be in a love-hate relationship with your affectionate side

he’ll love how openly you show your love for him and how you always initiate kisses and hugs

but when this boy is busy, he wants his space

i also feel like he wouldn’t be much of a cuddler?

but maybe you can change his mind ^-^