#Yoon sanha fluff

[slytherinshua]

ꕀ　KNITTED LOVE　( 윤산하 )

genre fluff , established relationship , fiancé!sanha x fem!reader   cw kissing , not proofread   wc 843   request 🫧 anon for yoon sanha + hand knitted hat for the 3k event   note ASTRO FICS WE ARE SO BACK?? slytherinshua's origin is in astro fics low-key hehe   net @kstrucknet

Sanha shivered from the cold, snowflakes falling onto his hair. Work ran later than expected and forced him to stay until well after the snow had started. He only had a light jacket, and his shoes were getting wet as well. His face flushed pink from the chill, and occasional sniffles from his ruby tinged nose.

Winter was always the busiest season at his job, and while he enjoyed it, the work days continued to exhaust him as of late. Maybe he was coming down with something, or perhaps he just longed to be in his warm home instead of waiting for the bus in weather well below the negative temperatures.

He kicked a small snow patch beneath his boots, burying his head further into his jacket that was far from ideal for the cold weather. Impatient tapping and frequent glances at his watch seemed to make the time go even slower. 

“I miss her,” he whispered under his breath, biting the inside of his cheek in frustration. How much longer was this bus going to take? He could curse the whole universe in the current moment for making him late on the day of his anniversary. Why did it have to be today?

“Sanha!” 

The unmistakable voice made Sanha’s head whip up in your direction. A grin on your face and your purse slung over your shoulder, you were practically sprinting in his direction. Many thoughts ran through his mind, such as how you even knew he was stuck waiting for the bus, or the fact that you really shouldn’t be running on snowy pavement. But none of that mattered as soon as you reached him and he opened his arms wide for you like a force of habit. 

You fit perfectly into them like you were made to be held by Sanha. And you could probably both agree by now that you were, given that you were already five months engaged. 

“Why are you here? Did you walk all this way?” Sanha asked in an elated giggle. He held you tightly, squeezing your waist tightly and rubbing circles on your back as if trying to warm you up, even though he was the one shivering. 

“I wanted to meet you halfway. Knew you would be held up today,” you explained, clearly very happy about your plan. 

“I’m sorry. I tried to get off early, but they were forcing everyone to do overtime, and—” 

A warm kiss landed on his lips, cutting off his words in a way he couldn’t ever complain about.

“Shh, I know, baby. You don’t have to apologize,” you stood up on your tip-toes and cupped his cheeks. “You’re out here freezing,” you tsked, although there was nothing but fondness in your voice. 

“To be fair, the forecast didn’t say anything about snow today,” Sanha pouted, looking entirely too cute in the moment. You fought every urge to not kiss him again, ultimately failing as your lips sought out his for the second time.

“I have something for you.” 

Your signature grin was something Sanha knew all too well. Whenever you were particularly pleased with yourself or thrilled about some secret, you couldn’t help but show it on your face. He tilted his head curiously, watching as you dug through your purse excitedly. You pulled out a soft, fuzzy hat with an intricate cable-pattern and a perfectly shaped pompom on the top. Knitting had been a long-time hobby of yours, but this was the first time you had made something for your fiancé.

With a shake of your hand, Sanha got the cue to duck down slightly so you could easily adorn the hat onto his head. You brushed off the flakes of snow first, earning a laugh from Sanha. 

“There,” you smiled satisfactorily, pleased with the sight of his head and ears protected by the warm yarn. 

“How do I look?” He asked, striking a slightly silly pose to get a reaction out of you. 

“Very handsome,” you grinned. 

“Happy anniversary, Y/n,” Sanha said, all hints of joking gone from his tone. You almost spotted a few tears building in his eyes as he stared at you with a look so overflowing with love it was almost overwhelming. 

“Happy anniversary, Sanha. Thank you for making the past five years the happiest of my life,” you smiled, pulling him closer for a kiss before any of his tears could fall. 

Your fiancé always got emotional on birthdays or anniversaries, special days when he could only think about how much he loved you and how lucky he was for having you in his life. Although the sentimental feelings were present for you as well, you preferred to fill the day with laughter rather than tears. To make sure your fiancé did the same, you always kissed him before he could get overwhelmed with emotion. 

It worked just as well in previous years as it did now. Sanha, now completely lost in your lips against his, blinked away the tears and allowed elation to fill his heart once more.

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[vex91]

Astro Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff, (s) - smut

Kim Myungjun:

Nothing yet...

Park Jinwoo:

Nothing yet...

Lee Dongmin:

Nothing yet...

Moon Bin:

Nothing yet...

Park Minhyuk:

Nothing yet...

Yoon Sanha:

Nothing yet...

OT6:

Nothing yet...

[ateez-ao3feed-new]

One-Shots

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/obqizCR by theshinyreader just a few one shots- enjoy your read! :) Words: 1214, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: SEVENTEEN (Band), ATEEZ (Band), Stray Kids (Band), ASTRO (Band), EXO (Band), NCT (Band), ZEROBASEONE | ZB1 (Korea Band), 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, P1Harmony (Band), VICTON (Band), K-pop Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M, Multi Relationships: Kwon Soonyoung | Hoshi/Lee Jihoon | Woozi, Jeon Wonwoo/Kim Mingyu, Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know, Kim Seungmin & Seo Changbin, Byun Baekhyun/Park Chanyeol, Kim Junmyeon | Suho/Oh Sehun, Lee Dongmin | Cha Eunwoo/Moon Bin, Yoon Sanha/Everyone, ATEEZ Ensemble/Everyone, SEVENTEEN Ensemble/Everyone Additional Tags: More ships to be added, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Explicit Sexual Content, Hanahaki Disease, Unrequited Love, Idiots in Love, Boys In Love, Friends With Benefits, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/obqizCR

[luckyhyuki]

Late Night Pining

LATE NIGHT PINING BY Miss_Sarcastix

  SITE: AO3

PAIRING: KIM MYUNGJUN X PARK JINWOO X YOON SANHA, LEE DONGMIN X MOON BIN X PARK MINHYUK

RATING: NOT RATED

WORD COUNT: 5.9K

“Jinwoo and MJ are dating. Rocky and Eunwoo are dating. Moonbin and Sanha are lonely, Sanha is in love with both Jinwoo and MJ while Moonbin loves Rocky and Eunwoo. They can’t (won't) say anything so instead the quietly pine and eat ice cream at night. Moonbin and Sanha make a pact. Insert confusion, misunderstandings, pining, angst and then... fluff.

In which the author is tired and terrible at summaries and gave away the whole plot but hopes you read it anyway.”

[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.

[milkybonya]

May I request a lil scenario about sanha and cuddling?? Please and thank you~~~

since you’re asking so kindly... :D i’m sorry this is so short, it was so fun to write this as a playful scenario tho hehe i hope that’s okay

Game (is not) Over!

Warnings: none

Pairing: Boyfriend!Sanha x reader

Summary: The only way Sanha will win a fight is by hugging the energy out of you... At least, that’s what he thinks.

“GO GO GO!” you yell at the TV screen.

Simultaneously, Sanha shouts, “No NO NO!”

You’re winning against him even though he suggested the two of you play. He bet his favourite plushie on this and there was no going back.

He elbows your arm in hopes of getting you to fall over and onto the red rug that rests on top of the brown hardwood floor.

“I’m not falling for that again, Sanha,” you mutter, pressing the buttons on the controller furiously.

“[y/n] why are you so good at this?” Sanha asks, the shock evident in his voice. 

“WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT THIS PLEASE JUST LOSE ALREADY!” he screeches, his voice cracking.

It makes you laugh, but only for a second. You’re on a mission.

“[y/n], I’m gonna have to do it,” Sanha says, snickering.

“Do what?”

“I’m gonna have to resort to my final option.”

“WHAT FINAL OPTION?” you yell, fearing for your life. With Sanha, everything is unpredictable.

“If I can’t take you down,” he says, tossing the controller away. “I’ll just have to take both of us down.”

Out of nowhere, Sanha throws himself on top of you. His arms wrap tightly around you and he carefully cups the back of your head in one hand so you won’t hit it on the ground.

“NOO! Sanha let go, I was winning!”

“That’s exactly why I can’t let go,” Sanha says, chuckling.

Your face is buried in his chest and you can smell his scent through his T-shirt. His hand is still supporting your head from the back while his other arm is wrapped around your waist.

You can’t even try to tickle him because your arms are glued to your sides.

When you grow tired of squirming and calm down, Sanha looks down and his eyes meet yours.

“Are you done throwing a temper tantrum?” he asks.

“Yes,” you mumble, pouting.

He kisses your forehead and slowly raises his hand so he can caress your face. His face is red and his eyes are full of love, proving that he’s completely forgotten about the game.

As lovely as that moment feels, as warm and as tender as it feels to be pressed against your boyfriend and completely smothered in his embrace, you have your priorities.

You use the opportunity to wriggle free of his grip, and despite his yelling and grabbing, you manage to reach the controller in time.

Pressing a few more buttons earns you your win, and you’re so excited that you stand up and jump, running around the house.

“Are you that happy that you won?” Sanha yells.

“YES!” you scream, jumping up on the couch.

Sanha can’t help but giggle at your excited state. He eventually goes to find his plushie so he can give it to you.

“You know, I don’t even need this thing,” he says, throwing it in your direction.

“Huh?”

“I mean, I have you,” he says, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck, “What more do I need?”

[jising-jisang-jisung]

Genre: only the floofiest of floof

Word count: 1.3k

A/n: I hope yall like this! I havent written for astro yet but I really love their concepts!! I’m looking for other astro content blogs so message me :)

The familiar sound you set as your ringtone just for your boyfriend woke you up from your midday nap. You groggily rubbed your eyes as you answered the call.

“Y/n, babe!” He sounded so ecstatic in contrast to your sleepy voice. 

You let out a hum of acknowledgement, inviting him to continue.

“Can you be ready in 15?” He asked, hope eminent in his tone.

“Yeah probably, wait why?”

“It’s a surprise!” He cheered.

“Oh just tell me,” you whine, pouting even though he can’t see your expression. And then the line went dead. “He hung up!” You gasp as you read a subsequent text of solely a winking emoji.

Picking what to wear was a bit of a struggle. Do you dress up, casual, comfortable? As you were wasting time, you finally just decided on a casual t-shirt tucked into a cute skirt and some tennis shoes. Just as you slipped the heel of the shoe on your foot, there was a knock on the door. It opened a moment after, revealing your boyfriend in the doorway.

“Y/n!” He beams as he makes his way to where you’re standing. 

“Sanha!” You yell back, equally as enthusiastic. Well, as close as equal can get when your boyfriend is as bright of a person as he is.

His arms snake their way around your waist as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. “You look so cute,” he says in between breaths as he plasters your face with loud pecks. You laugh, trying to push him off of you.

“Babe, cmon,” you plead. When he doesn’t stop, you decide to ask him about his plans for the day.

“Oh,” his smile gets increasingly bigger. “I packed us a picnic.” You can’t help but swoon at how adorable he is with that proud look on his face. And just like that, the two of you were on your way.

The drive to the nearby park was short, but that didn’t stop Sanha from singing the whole way there. You pretend to be annoyed and roll your eyes, but he knows just how much you love his voice.

Once there, he pops his trunk, revealing a picnic basket and checkered blanket. You grabbed the handle and pulled, but to your dismay the basket didn’t budge. Sanha turned to you, mouth puffed out to stifle a laugh. He maneuvers you out of the way and lifts the basket with minimal struggle. You glare at him and decide to just carry the blanket.

“Right here, y/n!” he shouts, jumping up and down. “This spot is perfect.”

“What makes it so much better than all the others?” you tease him, poking at his side.

“Hmmm,” he thinks for a moment before coming up with a good answer. “Because you’re here.”

“You make a good point. I can’t argue with that,” you grin back at him, flattening the blanket on the ground.

The two of you sit down and Sanha opens the basket. Inside, you see a lot of food. “Hey! How much food did you bring?” your eyes are so big he thinks they might just fall out of your head.

“Well,” he looks back into the basket, “I wasn’t sure what you would want. So, I- I brought a lot of stuff.” You can’t help but giggle at your boyfriend. He wasn’t always the sharpest tool in the shed, but he sure as heck was the nicest. You look up at him with love in your eyes. Looking through your choices, you decide on some of the fruit he packed. As you pull the box of cut up fruit, he snags it from your hand. 

“Hey! Sanha, I was gonna eat that,” you frown at him.

“I know babe,” he says, opening the container and pulling out a grape. “Open up.”

You feel the heat of a blush overtaking your face as you follow his command. Just as your boyfriend is about to place the grape in your mouth, he pulls back and eats it himself. Your eyes are full of feigned hurt as you look at him with your hand over your heart. He grins, cheekily at you before leaning in to peck your lips.

“Not what I asked for, but I can live with that,” you joke, covering your cheeks in embarrassment.

“Here,” he holds out his hand again, offering another grape. He doesn’t pull back this time and allows you to eat it. His eyes crinkle in a genuine smile as he throws a grape in the air and opens his mouth only for the small fruit to hit his nose instead. Both of your hands raise to cover your mouth as you can’t help but laugh at him. “You think it’s funny, y/n? Take this!” he threatens as he throws a grape at you. Ducking your head, you’re able to dodge it successfully and stick your tongue out.

“Here, let me try,” you stick out your hand as he hands you a grape, rolling his eyes. You toss it up and catch it in your mouth with ease. His mouth hangs open in shock. “Haha,” you tease him, taking a grape without him noticing. “Pay back” you shout as you throw it at him, effectively hitting his shirt. He brings his hands to his chest and collapses back, playing along.

“I’ve been hit!” He sits back up throwing finger hearts your way. “By your love.”

You pretend to gag. “Ew. That was so cheesy.”

“Yeah, but you liked it,” he argues, and it’s true. But you’re not going to let him know that.

Looking at the rest of the fruit, you grab an orange. Before you can begin to peel it, your boyfriend steals it from you, yet again. He quickly rids it of the outer peel, and begins to pull apart the wedges. He looks at you with an expression that makes your heart do flips in your chest as he hands you each slice one by one.

“Thank you,” you say with a mouth full of the citrus. Once you swallow that one, he hands you the next slice, and you eat that one too. “Thank you,” you repeat after each time he gives you an orange wedge.

“Would you like another?” he offers once you’ve finished the whole thing.

“No, let me peel one for you,” you tell him. He grabs an orange and hands it to you, but continues peeling another one anyway. You give him the slices the same way he previously did for you. He takes each one and returns it with one from the fruit he was peeling.

After you finished both of those, you began to eat the other foods Sanha packed for you. There were sandwiches and salads and even juice boxes! He noticed your glance at the juice boxes and punctured the straw through one for you. Of course he stole a sip before handing it over. When you glared at him, he defended himself saying, “I had to make sure it was good enough for you.” You smile and pinch his cheek.

“You bother me so much. Why do I put up with you?” you joke, leaving an audible kiss on the cheek you had just had a hold of.

“Orange you glad I love you?” he laughs before leaning in to kiss your lips, the sweet taste of the citrus still lingering on his soft lips.

[ssanhas]

[11:58 a.m.] As you entered the kitchen, you decided letting Sanha make breakfast on his own was the worst idea. He had promised to keep your kitchen clean and your food edible, but seeing the state that the space was currently in, you doubted both of those promises.

“I’m not a Michelin chef, but I’m pretty sure pancake batter is not supposed to be on my counters.” You commented, reaching for a roll of paper towels. Sanha, who hadn’t seen you come in, jumped slightly at your sudden appearance. The look on his face gave away that you weren’t meant to leave the bedroom and see the disaster that was your kitchen.

“Tell me where pancake batter is supposed to be once you become a Michelin chef.” He replied. You smiled at his way of talking back to you; it was one of his qualities you both hated and loved. You backed out of the kitchen, leaving Sanha to continue his mess, but not before warning him he’d be the one convicted of murder if you were poisoned and he’d be the one cleaning whatever mess he made.

[cozykpopblurbs]

[11:25am] Sanha groans internally when your professor announces a group project in class, but when you end up getting assigned to his team, he decides it might not be so bad after all.

[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.

[slytherinshua]

Hiii! 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? :) Thank youuu <333

I WASN'T JEALOUS

genre. friends to lovers. fluff. warnings. kisses. bin teases y/n. mentions of alcohol and food. y/n is drunk. pairing. sanha x fem!reader. summary. drunken actions lead to something you only dreamt of. wc. 2.4k. a/n. hiiiiii omg I got so excited for this when I first read this, it’s such a cute idea!! tysm ilyyyy ❤️❤️❤️ i hope you enjoy!! also sorry it took a long time to write 💔

Throbbing pain in your head was not part of your perfect morning description, but it was your fault for drinking last night anyway. You winced at your headache as you sat up and blinked your eyes a couple times. It took a couple moments for you to register your surroundings before panic replaced everything.

Sanha’s apartment-

It was clear that you were in his bedroom. From the bedsheets, to the pictures on the bedside table, to the placement of furniture… you knew this room all too well.

You found your phone on the bedside table and checked the time. It was only 5 am… he might not be up yet.

If you could get out of his apartment before he woke up, it would save you a lot of embarrassment. You had no idea what happened last night… or what you said… or did.

You cringed, thinking of the possible drunk things you thought yourself capable of. You shook your head as if to dismiss anything that might have happened, and texted Bin.

Breathing a sigh of relief, you quietly got out of Sanha’s bedroom. You found Sanha sound asleep on the couch in the living room, and the sight was almost too adorable to be real. He was curled up with a blanket, his hair falling to frame his perfect face.

He really was the cutest boy you had ever seen. Your eyes subconsciously drifted down to his lips. Those perfect lips of his… they drove you crazy.

You forced yourself away from the sleeping beauty of your best friend, and tiptoed to the door. Escaping successfully, you let yourself relax and wait until Bin came to pick you up.

You and Sanha had been best friends since preschool. You knew everything about each other. He was a constant fixture in your life, and you couldn’t ask for a better person to spend all your time with.

You were there encouraging him to audition in 6th grade - being his #1 supporter since the very beginning. You were the one bringing him meals when he was exhausted from practice, and celebrating with him after a success.

He was the one who comforted you after your first boyfriend dumped you, and when your mom was in the hospital. Even when he was busy, he still would find time to text you.

Hiding heavily growing feelings from your best friend wasn’t something you ever thought you would have to think about. You had been trying to think of a way to confess for the longest time, but it was nerve-wracking.

You weren’t really worried that he didn’t like you back. You could face rejection if it came to that. Most of your nerves came from guilt. You didn’t want to force a relationship on him if he didn’t feel ready for it.

But it grew harder and harder to ignore the feelings you had. Especially when, like yesterday night, you had drunk with him. His cheeks would turn the cutest shade of pink from the alcohol, and an endless fit of giggles would erupt between the two of you over inside jokes that turned 100 times more funny under the influence of alcohol.

You sighed, massaging your temples to try and wear off the hangover headache. What had even happened last night that made you sleep over, and in his bed too? You furrowed your brows in thought, finally remembering bits and pieces of last night.

“Noooo look at the puppy!! It’s all aloneeee!!”

“Y/n, please- You’re so drunk, you’re crying over a puppy whose owner is- Sorry Ma’am.” Sanha grabbed your arm to help you balance, as you could barely walk straight. He smiled nervously at the woman with the dog, bowing quickly to apologise for your drunk actions.

“Don’t worry about it! You should focus on getting your girlfriend home.”

“Right- Have a good night!” He bowed again and you turned to him, stumbling slightly.

“Girlfriend?! Sanha!” You hit his chest lightly, “You never told me you got into a relationship!”

“Y/n, I’m not-”

“I didn’t even know you liked anyone…” You pouted in your drunk state, your cheery mood suddenly turning grey.

Sanha nodded and sighed, keeping a firmer grip on you. He walked to some stairs and sat down with you.

“Is she pretty?” You asked, frowning.

“Very.”

“Do I know her?”

Sanha smiled and nodded.

“You should introduce me to her someday.” You said absentmindedly, eyes wandering up to look at the bright lights of Seoul.

“Should I?”

You turned back around at the sound of his voice, and were immediately startled by the sudden close proximity. His face was just centimetres away. Those pretty lips of his just centimetres away from your own. If you moved forward just a tiny bit, you would kiss him.

Your eyes widened as you remembered that small bit of last night. I didn’t actually kiss him, right!?

You would’ve started a mental breakdown if Bin hadn’t arrived to stop you. As soon as he stopped the car, you rushed to get into the passenger’s seat.

//

Sanha’s eyes started to open, but immediately shut again from the sun shining in them. He groaned and turned to the side, promptly falling off the couch, and onto the floor.

“Oww…” He frowned. He was certainly awake now. He walked to his bedroom while wiping the sleep out of his eyes, smiling slightly at the memory of yesterday night.

“Y/n do you want bre- oh.” He stopped himself as he looked at the empty bed. You must have left already.

//

“I’ll just take a mocha.” You smiled and thanked the waiter after placing your order at this breakfast cafe. Bin had offered to take you to it to explain everything that had ended up with you at Sanha’s apartment over food.

“Go on. Tell me what happened.” Bin urged, seemingly very invested.

“I mean not a lot happened to be honest. We just went out for drinks… and I must have gotten very drunk if he decided to let me crash at his place. I was freaking out, but now I’m fine.”

“Really? That’s all that happened.” He looked at you with a I-know-you’re-lying face, and you let up.

“Okay I might have said some things while drunk-”

He sipped on his iced americano with an amused expression, fully ready to hear you explain how you embarrassed yourself this time.

You remembered more bits and pieces on the car ride to the cafe, and it only made you cringe harder.

“You’re so pretty.”

“I’m so done with being single, like I just want a boyfriend. Someone get me a boyfriend.”

“No! I’m not drunk! I’m perfectly sobe- woah-” and you had promptly fallen into Sanha’s arms.

“They’re too embarrassing to repeat here.” You said stubbornly.

“Fine. Suit yourself. I’m sure Sanha remembers, though~” Bin teased gleefully.

A blush spread on your face and you smiled nervously.

“Did you try to kiss him or something?”

“What? No!” You covered your face in embarrassment from how red it had probably turned at the thought.

Teasing you about Sanha was something Bin shouldn’t enjoy quite as much as he did. But it was so fun. His two best friends were hopelessly in love with each other and still hadn’t confessed. He would take this opportunity to play matchmaker if he could pull if off.

//

Sanha chose a random cafe to go eat breakfast at. He didn’t feel like cooking himself and for some reason he was missing you more than ever.

He couldn’t get last night out of his head. Of course, you were beyond drunk and spewing whatever words came to your head. But people say one is more honest when drunk…

And that just got him thinking if you actually liked him as much as he liked you.

He sighed, walking through the doors and finding a table. Absently looking out the window, his eyes widened as he was sure he saw you.

He blinked and you disappeared. I’m going insane, aren't I?

A waitress came up to him to take his order, and he got so startled he almost fell out of his seat. He looked back at the waitress with confusion. He was so sure that she looked like you…

“What can I get for you today?”

“Uh- a b-breakfast quiche I guess…?” He felt so scatterbrained. The waitress nodded and left. Sanha’s hand raked up to his face and he felt how hot it had gotten.

“I’m in love with her-” he whispered. He was left in shock for a couple seconds before a big smile replaced his face.

He looked around the cafe for the first time, his brain thinking of confessing to you as soon as he saw you again, and his face almost radiating with joy.

But soon, his smile dropped abruptly as he spotted two people sitting at a table together on the other side of the cafe.

You and Bin?

You were smiling and blushing and he felt… upset? Betrayed? Jealous?

He stood up without thinking and walked over to your table.

You looked up and your eyes widened. Sanha grabbed your hand quicker than you could think about what was happening.

You let him pull you to stand up and lead you out of the restaurant. You looked back at Bin with confusion and he gave you a teasing smirk.

You were soon led to Sanha’s car, both of you sitting in the backseat.

“Hello to you too?” You said, too confused about the situation to feel embarrassed.

“Why were you with Bin?” Sanha interrogated, his face trying to look angry and intimidating, but you just found it cute.

“I was eating breakfast with him. He picked me up from your place.” You explained, smiling at Sanha’s slight pout. Adorable.

“Why did you leave without waking me up?!” He asked, a mix of betrayal and sadness in his voice.

“You were sleeping so peacefully on the couch… and you must have been tired after dealing with drunk me… how could I wake you up?” You said, leaving out the part about you panicking to even be in Sanha’s apartment upon waking up.

“Okay then why were you smiling and blushing with Bin?” He was hurt. He didn’t realise it would feel so awful to see you blushing at someone that wasn’t him. Especially his best friend.

“Oh- that was just…”

“Just what?” He asked impatiently. The thought was bothering him more than a little bit.

“Wait. Why do you want to know?”

“Cause… youwereblushingatsomeoneotherthanme.” He let out, quickly and quietly, but you were able to make it out.

A smile formed on your face, without you realising, “Are you jealous?” You asked in disbelief.

“No!”

“You seem jealous right now~”

“I’m not!” He turned away, huffing and crossing his arms and you giggled.

“Why are you laughing?” He looked like you had hurt his pride.

“You’re cute.”

“What?” Sanha’s eyes widened. You had both flirted while drunk, but you weren’t drunk anymore. So this must be genuine?

“You being jealous is cute.” You admitted with a shrug and a smile.

“But I wasn’t… jealous…”

You smiled wider, “Listen, I feel like after last night I might as well just say this. I’m in love with you.” You breathed out, surprised that you could say that so easily. But with him being all jealous and shy, you were pretty sure your chance of rejection was small.

“Really?” His jaw had fallen slack, and his cheeks had turned the cutest shade of pink.

You nodded, “Really.”

He stared at you, not sure whether to believe you. He didn’t want to get his hopes up, just for you to say you were joking and to crush his heart.

“I can prove it to you if you want.”

“Prove it to me.” He said quickly.

You shifted closer to him, placing your hands nervously on his shoulder and cheek. “You asked for it.” You uttered quietly, before pressing your lips to his.

His eyes widened slightly, before closing and accepting the kiss gladly. It felt as if he was in a fantasy. His heart must have burst. He hoped with all his being that this wasn’t just one of his dreams again. This was reality, right?

You pulled apart all too quickly for his liking, leaving you both with pink cheeks and sped up heartbeats.

“I love you.”

This time your eyes widened at his confession.

“Say that again…?” You said it out of shock. You expected to maybe start dating him, and gradually work up to ‘I love you’s’, but here you were hearing those sweet words come out of his mouth.

“I love you. I mean it.” He repeated.

At this point, your heart might just flutter right out of your chest up to the sky. You felt so elated, that you rushed forward to kiss him again.

He kissed back sweetly. He really was a good kisser. You might become addicted to his lips all too easily. He pulled back and smiled contentedly.

You sat back before speaking again, “‘Why were you smiling and blushing with Bin’ - because he was teasing me. About you.” You said suddenly.

“Oh.” He held out his hand for you to hold, lacing your fingers together. “That made me feel a lot better.” He admitted.

It was true.

Relief and joy was filling his body. He felt happy and in love. It might just be the best he’s felt his whole life. He could take over the world easily if he had you by his side.

“Bin hyung is gonna be proud of us.”

“Hmm, he must have been impatient all this time. I might have… vented my frustration about how pretty you were… multiple times.”

“Really? Then it must have been your fault that I got teased so much.” He pouted.

“Stop that. If you keep pouting I’ll want to kiss you again.” You said quietly, looking out the car window so Sanha couldn’t see your blush.

“Do it.” He urged, hand turning your face back to him and lips connecting with yours before you could think about what was going on properly.

Bin watched you two from the cafe seat, smiling satisfyingly. He nodded with every kiss, clapping dramatically after seeing you two finally get together.

[leehestia]

Jealousy // sanha x reader ft. eunwoo

Pairing: sanha x reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Synopsis: Sanha denies his love for Y/N, but later on realizes it through jealousy.

Warnings: jealousy, insecurity, swearing (?), dorm era

Authors note: THSI WAS REQUESTED BUT I TOTALLY LOST THE REQUEST OMG IM SO SORRY 💀 I am a dumbass and it was my first request so i didnt know how to work it🧍‍♀️

Authors note (2): i know sanha and eunwoo love each other very much and we don't know whats going on in their lives, so i just wanted to yet yall know that its not completely accurate, and that sanha may or may not be feeling this feeling towards eunwoo, but we don't know 🤷‍♀️

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"Of course they'd hang out, they're both perfect." Sanha sighed through the phone call. "I know. But we can't do anything about it. We can't just force them to stop just for your sake." Moonbin answered. "It's just really annoying. The way Eunwoo just does everything with her these days." Sanha groaned. "Wait, don't tell me..." "What?" "Do you seriously like Y/N?" "Of course I do, she's my friend." Sanha said, confused. "No, you dumbass. As a woman." Moonbin remarked. "Oh- well I- I never really thought about it." Sanha blushed. Moonbin paused for a moment with a chuckle, "Okay then... I guess not." Moonbin shruged. "H-hyung, I'll get going, someone else is calling and it's really important... Bye!" Sanha excused

He sighed with his heart furiously beating in his chest. Liked you as a woman? Couldn't be true.

Suddenly, Sanha heard the doorbell ring. He went to open the door only to see you.

"Oh, Sanha." You smiled. "Y/N..." Sanha said with nervous excitement. "May I ask where Eunwoo is?" You said. Sanha paused, an awkward smile forming on his face as he avoids eye contact. "He's just in his room." Sanha answered before giving space for you to come in. "Thanks..." You said with a soft laugh before coming in and removing your shoes. You hung your scarf and coat on the rack, before walking towards Eunwoo's room.

Sanha just watched you by the door, looking at you with a pout. He then later closed the door and walked to his room with a sigh. He lied on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He kept hearing giggles and laughter from outside his room, your voice of fun annoying him. Sanha groaned, taking his earphones from the bedside table and plugging it into his phone, playing music. He put it on the loudest volume, and closing his eyes to fall a sleep.

But he couldn't sleep.

Whenever his eyes close, his brain is plastered with an image of you. Whenever love songs play, he imagines you and him as each lyric. It annoyed him like hell. He wanted to throw his phone on a wall. He took his earphones out, stepping out of his bed as he went outside.

There, he saw you and Eunwoo. You and Eunwoo’s perfect faces in the kitchen, sitting on the counter chairs while eating. "God, please get a room." Sanha said with an eye roll as he walked towards the kitchen. You only laughed, looking at Sanha's annoyed expression. Sanha went straight to the fridge, looking at it. He immediately took the iced coffee, closing the fridge. “Ya… what’s that in your hand?” You asked, eyeing the iced coffee. Sanha looked, and started laughing awkwardly. “You hate coffee…” Eunwoo said. “I grabbed the wrong one.” Sanha said, before going back to the fridge and putting it back, getting the banana juice. “That’s Moonbin’s.” Eunwoo pointed at the banana juice. “Oh.” Sanha put back the juice and properly looked at the fridge this time. He sighed, taking the strawberry juice. “Have fun guys.” Sanha said in a sarcastic tone, going back to his room. “What’s wrong with him?“ You asked, looking at Eunwoo. Eunwoo looked back at you with a shrug, “22 year old hormones I guess…” You gave Eunwoo a chuckle.

Sanha silently screamed into a pillow as he kicked his bed. Sanha reached for the strawberry juice on his bedside table and finished it in one go. He crumpled the box with furrowed eyebrows, and threw it in the trash can like a basketball. “SCORE!” He shouted. Realizing what he just done, he put a hand on his mouth. He sighed, and continued to scream into his pillow. “What are you doing…” Minhyuk, his roommate walked it. “Rocky hyung!” Sanha whined, kicking. “You’re like a baby, Sanha. What happened now?” Minhyuk sat beside Sanha. “I don’t want to admit it, but I’m starting to get annoyed with Eunwoo and Y/N.” Sanha pouted. Minhyuk raised an eyebrow, then suddenly gasped, “You’re jealous!” He said, pointing at Sanha. “No, why would I be?” Sanha questioned. “Because no one gives a shit about them, it’s just you. Moonbin told me about your little stutters during the phone call.” Minhyuk teased. “I did not stutter! It probably lagged!” Sanha defended. “Ey… That’s obviously jealousy, Sanha.” Minhyuk crossed his arms. “It’s not!” “Then go take a jealousy quiz to see if you are!” Minhyuk suggested. “That’s stupid.” Sanha said. “Just take it, I’m telling you, you’re so obviously jealous!”

3 minutes later, Sanha finished taking the quiz, “IM JEALOUS?” Sanha choked. “I knew it!” Minhyuk laughed. “Yah, do you like Y/N? I mean as a woman by the way.” “No!” Sanha exclaimed. “Weh… Take another quiz!” Minhyuk instructed. “What? No-“ “Take it.” Minhyuk furrowed his eyebrows.

3 minutes later once more, “WHAT? THATS NOT TRUE! THIS QUIZ CANNOT DEFINE MY FEELINGS!” Sanha shouted, pointing at his phone that he just threw on the floor. Minhyuk cackled, finding joy in Sanha’s denial. “That’s just a stupid quiz hyung! I don’t like her!” “Then you love her~” Minhyuk laughed, receiving a hit on the arm by Sanha. “Yah, let’s go test it out.” Minhyuk said, excited. He pushed Sanha out of their room and into the kitchen.

There, they both saw you and Eunwoo still eating. “Oh, Y/N, Eunwoo!” Minhyuk called out, still pushing Sanha towards the both of you. “Oh, Minhyuk. Do you want to join us?” You asked, making Eunwoo look at you confused. “Of course!” Minhyuk laughed, placing Sanha to sit beside you, then him sitting beside Eunwoo. “What were you guys talking about?” Eunwoo suddenly asked.

“Why’d you ask?” Sanha answered back. “I heard you shouting “That’s not true this quiz cannot define my feelings!”” Eunwoo mimicked Sanha with a laugh, causing Sanha to glare at him. “It’s just nothing, Rocky hyung forced me to take some personality quiz.” Sanha half-lied. It was true that the quiz was about his personality and feelings, but he left something very important about that quiz. It was about his feelings towards you. “Well I guess that personality quiz showed something you never knew about yourself.” You laughed, making Sanha blush. “Oh- Y-yeah I guess…”

…

“See you next next week guys!” Eunwoo waved. Eunwoo was going to a fashion event for two weeks in Paris, and it joyed Sanha. He wouldn’t have to see Y/N and him flirting in the kitchen or living room for two weeks. Two weeks! He was so happy that he even gave Eunwoo a goodbye gift like he would never come back.

“Thanks again Sanha for the gift, see you!” Eunwoo cupped Sanha’s cheeks, squishing them. “Okay, okay, bye bye!” Sanha grinned. Eunwoo left, shutting the door. Jinwoo clasped his hands, turning back to his room. The rest of the members did the same, except Sanha. He stood infront of the door, a big grin still on his face.

No Y/N! No Eunwoo! No flirting! No teasing! The best idea for Sanha.

The doorbell rang, and Sanha being infront of the door, he opened it.

"Sanha!" "Y/N?" Sanha said, shocked. "Why are you here? I thought you knew Eunwoo left." Sanha asked. "I know Eunwoo left, but he's not my only friend here." You smiled. "Okay..." Sanha said, awkward, "Come in... I guess..."

You gave him a smile and went in, hanging your coat and removing your shoes. "Where are your members?" You asked, going straight to the kitchen. "They're in their room." Sanha answered, following behind her.

"Well then, I'm sure they wouldn't want to be disturbed. Let's eat! Just the two of us." You smiled widely. Just the two of us. Just the two of us?! Sanha smiled back, but it was totally awkward.

"Well, what do you guys have?" You asked, opening the fridge. "Not much, we don't really stay here that much, as you know. We have rameyon though." Sanha answered. "That'll do!" You giggled. "Where is it? Is it here?" You said, trying to reach for the highest shelf. Sanha sighed, seeing you struggle.

He walked up to you, holding your shoulder for support as he reached for the rameyon. You blushed as his chest was pressed to your back, his hand shifting from your shoulder to your waist. "What kind of stupid ass would put this at the back of the shelf..." Sanha complained, finally taking ahold of the rameyon. He turned and walked to the stove, leaving you red and sheepish. "You're so young yet so tall..." You complimented to boost your self-confidence about how 'you're not short and that he's just tall'. You're neck almost gets dislocated everytime you see Sanha.

He chuckled at your compliment, starting the electric stove and adding water. You both gawkily leaned on the counter while waiting for the water to boil a little. A few minutes later, Sanha pushed himself off the counter, going to the stove to add the noodles. He stirred them around a bit, before going back beside you to lean awkwardly again. What a pain.

"What made you hang out with Eunwoo a lot these days?" Sanha asked out of the blue. You were not ready for that question. "Well, I haven't really thought about it. Do you usually need a reason to hang out with someone?" You answered with a shrug. "No, not really. Just asking." Sanha scratched his nape. He gulped for a moment, before continuing, "It's just that... you know, it used to be... us, usually..." Sanha pressed his lips together. "Oh"

There it was again. Awkwardness.

"I mean, I'm not saying you should choose me over Eunwoo, I'm just wondering that- well- I-" Sanha didn't know what to say, he just... gave up and sighed, going back to the stove to stir the noodles. He stirred for a moment, then stopping. "Do you... like me?" Sanha said, placing the fork down. "Of course I do." You answered hesitantly, not knowing what he meant. “What?” You paused for a little, analyzing what he just said. "Oh, well- Sanha I- I'm- uh- washroom." You stuttered, running away. Sanha looked back as he saw you running into the washroom. He softly smiled and giggled as opened the rameyon powder and poured it in.

...

Pure silence was the loudest thing that was going on. Pure silence.

You didn't feel like eating, as you just stared at the red soup that drowned the noodles. "Eat, Y/N." Sanha said, mouth full of noodles. You looked at Sanha who was currently sitting across you, and sighed as you gave him a nod, picking up the chopsticks.

"Sanha, would we still be friends if I was a worm?" You asked, dipping your spoon into the soup. "Sure, I guess." Sanha said. "What if I dated Eunwoo, would we still be friends?" You said abruptly.

Sanha just stared at you, his cheeks puffed and red from the spice of the noodles, and maybe because of your question. "Of course I would.” Sanha said in a low voice, stuffing himself with noodles. "But why?” You continued to question him. “Isn’t it obvious? Why would your relationship with Eunwoo affect ours?” You closed your eyes before replying, "I see.” Sanha's eyebrows were furrowed this time, his expression slowly changing. You looked up at him to see his expression of antipathy to your personal questions. You gave an awkward smile before saying, "Oh no, I think there's an misunderstanding..." You chuckled, before looking down. "Are you dating Eunwoo?” You can sense that Sanha was getting annoyed. “No.” You mumbled. “Then what?” He said. You've been going around in circles ever since you step foot in this dorm today, of course he'd be annoyed. And you were most definitely annoyed at yourself too. Asking him random questions, getting him all confused, the cause of this whole uncomfortable circus.

“Sanha I-“

"Y/N I like you." Sanha said with furrowed eyebrows and closed eyes, his fist balled on top of the table. Finally. This confusing story of Sanha and yours was over. Now you just had to think of a response. "Really?"

"Yes really, Y/N."

You couldn't say anything else. You just looked into his eyes with a huge blush. Sanha looked into yours too, his expression softening.

You broke eye contact and quickly stood up, turning around to look at anything but Sanha. Sanha stood up as well, and went to you. You felt his tall-self hovering behind you as you bit your lip. "Y/N, is it because you like Eunwoo and not me?" Sanha's words hit you like a strong brick. You turned around and looked at him, a pout on his face. "No..." You whispered. “It’s just that I…” “You what?” Sanha continued to look at you, until you finally gathered courage.

You went on your tiptoes and pulled him down by his collar, giving him a quick peck on the lips. You let go of Sanha and see his smile of accomplishment.

"I like you, and it’s just that Eunwoo knows this secret of mine which is why we spent a lot of time together because I wanted to get closer with you again. I’m so sorry Sanha.” You explained, still gripping onto his collar. “Okay…” Sanha said with a soft smile, making you look at him.

"Okay..." You whispered with a soft smile, before slowly letting go of his collar.

“So… you like me?” “I like you” “So we’re dating now?” Sanha asked cheekily. “If you want…” You replied. “Well, it’s what I want.” Sanha said with a smile. “Alright.” You said with a useless thumbs up. Sanha laughed at your thumbs up and took your hand. “Jealousy isn’t really a good feeling, Y/N.” Sanha pouted. “I know~ That’s why I’ll be careful now. But you also have to be careful!” You replied, feeling more comfortable now. Sanha chuckling at your expression.

“I will.” Sanha smiled.

[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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Masterlist

[binunus]

afk | yoon sanha (m)

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a/n y..oon...sanha...really do be acting up...also idk why but whenever I think of husband!sanha I can’t seem to write anything which is why I’ve been staring at this request literally for the longest time, but when I think of like just bf!sanha I get so many ideas...is it me? am I just weird?? maybe it’s bc I’m literally not in a headspace to think about marriage or commitment sksksk but uh yeah thank you for coming to my ted talk

{request: anther sanha husband smut please? 🥺 the one u wrote was so good ‘m not a creative person so the plot coulld be as you wish 😼}

→ pairing: idol bf!sanha x f!reader

→ genre: fluff, smut

→ tw: unprotected sex (conceal before you feel loves), reader riding sanha as he’s playing his game oops...and 00 line is on the other end hehe, dirty talk?? well...sanha tried okay, multiple orgasms, slight overstimulation, embarrassment

→ word count: 4k _____________________________________________

*afk → away from keyboard* for all my non-gamers :) I’m not a gamer, I just live with them...

Your POV

You were ecstatic, a little jump in your step as you neared your boyfriend’s dorm. You haven’t seen him in almost a month due to his busy schedule and comeback preparations. You were excited for him and his group, one of the perks of dating an idol member was knowing the secrets and spoilers of his plans long before they were revealed to the public. But with those perks also came the disadvantages of not being able to see your boyfriend as much as you’d like to, or even be open with your relationship in general. 

Anyway, you were excited to see him. The text messages, phone calls, and FaceTimes could only satisfy you for so long, seeing Sanha in person was a completely different story. The last time you saw him was before he dyed his hair from black to the sleek dark red that it was now. 

As soon as you received the text from your boyfriend asking if you were free to come over, you literally dropped everything that you were doing and got dressed to leave your apartment. You arrived at his dorm within thirty minutes, not wasting any precious time that you could be spending with him.

You were warmly greeted by their eldest, Myungjun’s excited tone alerting the others about your appearance. “y/n! We haven’t seen you in so long!”

You laughed and wrapped your arms around him in a hug, giggling as he lifted your body and shook you around, “I know, oppa! It’s so good to see you! You look so good! I’m excited for your album to come out.”

“Oh you cutie, stop it.” He beamed, patting your head as he set you down. “Sanha’s playing games in his room right now. If you get bored of him, just come find me and I’ll entertain you.”

“Will do oppa,” You chuckled as you bounced in the direction of Sanha’s bedroom. Your heart rapidly beating in your chest as you opened the door, revealing your 6′1 sweet boyfriend who was sitting intently on his gaming chair. You felt the oxygen knocked away from your lungs as he turned his maroon head of hair to face you. You almost had to do a double take from actually seeing his new hair color in person. Sure he’s sent you a bunch of pictures as soon as he dyed it and you’ve seen it through video calls, but wow...was this good looking man really your boyfriend?

He held his hand out to you, smiling as you approached him. He moved the mic away from his mouth before kissing the back of your hand, “Hey baby, I’m just playing a match real quick and then I’m all yours, okay?”

You nodded excitedly and leaned in to press a kiss on the cheek which wasn’t being covered by his headset. Sanha squeezed your hand affectionately before you hopped on his bed, pulling out your phone to pass the time while you waited for him to finish his match. Every now and then, you would look over to observe him and his game. You noticed that even his gaming setup has changed in the past month you haven’t seen each other, he was finally using the light-up keyboard you gifted him for your one year anniversary.

You could vaguely hear his friends through the headset, chuckling at his conversations with the esteemed ‘00 line. You found yourself grinning as Sanha furiously clicked away at the keyboard, even though your boyfriend is a famous idol, at the end of the day he was still just a regular young adult at heart who loved playing games.

You understood that this was probably one of his only ways of de-stressing as of recent, so you were pretty lenient about his gaming habits...

Until one match turned into two, which turned into three, and before you knew it, you’ve been waiting on his bed -- affection-starved -- for almost two hours. 

Your lips pursed in annoyance, huffing as you locked your phone and tossed it aside somewhere on his bed, standing to get some water. Sanha turned his head at your movement, his mouth opening a bit in shock as he watched you leave his room. At that moment, he knew your patience was running thin.

You saw Jinwoo and Bin in the kitchen, the two smiling as you joined them. You found yourself pouting as you waddled into Jinwoo’s arms which opened in a welcoming hug. With dating Sanha, you also had the opportunity of getting to know his group, gaining five older brothers who treated you like one of their own. You got babied by the five of them a lot since you were dating their baby.

You let out a sigh as you retrieved a glass of water, resting your head on Jinwoo’s shoulder as you took small sips. You’ve received more affection from the rest of Astro than you have from your own boyfriend during this whole visit so far. Bin cooed as he pinched your cheek, “Why do you look so upset?”

You rolled your eyes as you took another sip, “Sanha’s been playing his game for the past 2 hours, I don’t even know why he asked me to come over if he wasn’t at least going to talk to me.”

Jinwoo gave you a sympathetic smile, patting your head as he nodded, “You know how he is y/n. When he doesn’t have a schedule or practice, he’s practically glued to his computer chair.”

You groaned and finished the rest of your water, placing the glass in the sink before you rested your hands on your hips, “If he doesn’t stop playing after this match, I’m literally leaving.”

The two elder boys laughed, respectively patting your shoulder and rubbing your back. Bin chuckled, “You do what you have to do. You know, scold him for us too. His eyes are gonna go bad from looking at that monitor too much.”

You nodded, asking them to wish you luck as you went back into Sanha’s room. When you opened the door, you noticed his chair turned around so that his back was to the desk, the monitor on the loading screen, and Sanha on his phone. He looked up with that big puppy expression on his face when he knew he’s did something wrong. He quickly placed his phone on the desk, pulling you in towards him as soon as you were in arm’s reach. He gently squeezed your hands as you stood in between his legs, resting your weight on one foot. “I’m sorry, baby.”

You narrowed your eyes in the slightest, “And what are you sorry for?”

“For ignoring you and just playing my game...” Sanha said quietly hugging your waist. He nuzzled his face against your stomach as your hands went up to play with his hair, all annoyance fizzling away in an instant. Damn, he was too cute for you to stay mad at him. You sighed and kissed the crown of his head, “Sanha, we haven’t seen in each other in so long because of your comeback. If you want to invite me over, I sort of hope that we’re spending time together and I’m not just watching you play...is your game really that much more interesting than me?”

He shook his head against your body, his voice muffled as he immediately said no. The tiniest of smiles crept its way onto your face, endeared at how cute your boyfriend was.

And then you heard his best friend through the headset, ruining the soft mood in an instant. “Sanha load up, c’mon where are you?”

You let out a sigh, God dammit Bomin.

Sanha lifted his head to meet your eyes, he sensed your frustration again immediately. You pursed your lips, reading the conflict swimming through his pupils. You knew that he wanted to keep playing, but he didn’t wanna make you mad. And in Sanha’s perspective, he did honestly plan to spend time with you when he invited you over, but then Daehwi asked him to play a round and when he gets immersed in his game, he needs to play until he’s literally sick of it for the day. “Baby..?”

You averted your gaze for a moment in thought, an idea popping into your head. Humming, your fingers twirled a strand of his hair, “You can keep playing, baby.”

Sanha blinked at you in surprise, his eyes widening, “Really? You won’t get mad if--”

“But! I’m sitting on your lap. I haven’t gotten any cuddles from you in at least three weeks and I’m not going back to your bed without you.”

He nodded eagerly, satisfied with the win-win situation. Sanha grinned patting his lap as he spread his legs to give you room. You chuckled, maneuvering your body through the space of his chair as you got seated atop his thighs, both of you face to face. By habit, Sanha’s hands rested at your waist, smiling as he pulled you into a sweet kiss. You felt the butterflies flutter in your stomach at the action, responding instantly. Your lips formed a little pout when he pulled away, your boyfriend smiling cheekily as he nuzzled his nose against yours, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” You said before resting your head on his shoulder, leaning your body weight on his chest as a means to get as close to him as you possibly could. Sanha rubbed the skin of your waist affectionately before reaching for the headset and unmuting himself, “Bomin, I’m here.”

“Hey! What took you so long?”

“Chill, y/n’s here.” He said, glancing at you with a smile, “She can hear you by the way.”

“Yeah so watch your mouth, Bomin.” You said jokingly, turning your head briefly to speak into the microphone. Sanha grinned, pressing a kiss to your cheek as Bomin laughed through the headset. You heard Bomin -- along with Sanha’s other friends -- greet you, chuckling as your head returned to its spot on Sanha’s shoulder. 

You let your boyfriend play one match peacefully, still enjoying finally being in his embrace. You closed your eyes, taking in the comforting scent of Sanha’s detergent and let yourself relax for a short while. When he got killed during the first match, his arms immediately wrapped around your waist, squeezing your body tightly as he kissed your temple. You hummed, listening as he watched and conversed with the others who were still alive.

It was then that you noticed the slight new definition of his muscles, the gears in your brain turning as you thought about how to proceed with your plan. Although you were literally on top of him right now, the majority of Sanha’s attention span was focused on his monitor, so you knew he couldn’t sense the growing arousal in your mind. 

Early into his second match, you subtly shifted your ass around on his lap, making it seem like you were trying to readjust into a more comfortable position. At the same time, you moved your head to his other shoulder, pressing a kiss to his cheek as you did so. Your boyfriend smiled at you, still oblivious to what you were trying to do. 

And then your hands gently started rubbing at his sides, the touch featherlike as you began to press kisses in the crook of his neck. You felt Sanha tense in the slightest as he quickly pressed the mute button on his mic, “Baby...what are you doing?”

“Hm?” You asked not even bothering to lift your head, “I’m kissing you, can I not?”

The male closed his eyes as he let out a muffled groan, his body reacting immediately to your ministrations, “y/n, are you trying to make me moan into the mic while I’m playing with the guys?”

You chuckled dryly as you started to start to suck on his skin, not hard enough to leave a mark because you knew his stylists would literally kill you if you did, but enough for him to get affected. And he did. 

Sanha let out a breathy moan, subconsciously tilting his head so that you had more access.

“You ignored me for two hours baby. Since you wanna keep playing your game while I’m here, you’re gonna have to do so while I’m making you feel good. Now unmute and keep doing your thing.”

He bit his lip, narrowing his eyes at you as you moved your ass directly over his crotch, which was quickly getting hard. He was about to say something, but was cut off by Daehwi asking him where he was, Sanha cursing internally as he pressed unmute and responded. You smirked against his skin, still trailing kisses along his neck and intending to move up his jawline -- which had definitely gotten sharper since the last time you saw him.

Sanha tried his best, you could see how hard he was fighting against your temptations. Admittedly, you were a bit impressed with how well he was masking what was going on to his friends. 

But you were a brat and you wanted to see your boyfriend’s self-restraint crumble. He managed to get through one match, trying to compromise with you once the display showed the loading screen, “Fuck, baby, I’m done. I can’t play anymore.”

You smiled at him as you got off his lap, going over to lock his door. Sanha sighed in relief, getting ready to tell his friends that he was logging off for the night, until you held your finger up at him, confusion on his features. Casually, you pulled down your pants and underwear, placing them to the side as you leaned down for a kiss. Your hands reached for the waistband of his sweats, Sanha lifting up his hips to help you pull the fabric down his legs.

“You’re gonna play one more game, baby.” You whispered against his mouth, the boy sighing in frustration as you climbed back onto his lap. His cock was already hard from all your grinding, he could not believe you were teasing him like this right now. 

You were soaked, you knew that Sanha would slide right in without any resistance. You let out a sharp inhale as you lined yourself up with his cock, burying your face in his shoulder as you sat down in one go. The two of you let out a synchronized groan at the feeling, it had been too long since you last had sex. “Shit, y/n, you’re so fucking tight--I-fuck can’t we just take this to my bed?”

“No,” You said, voice shaky as you tried to calm yourself down from the initial intrusion. “This is payback for making me wait so long.”

Sanha’s hands gripped the meat of your ass, squeezing as he thrusted into you just once, “God, you do realize we’re both gonna suffer if you make me play another round.”

“You’re going to suffer more than I am,” You said devilishly as you unmuted his mic, “Sorry boys, Sanha went to the bathroom but he’s back now.”

He shot you glare, reluctantly removing his hands from your ass as he wore his headset again, “Guys, I think this is gonna be my last game, I’m getting pretty tired.”

“You know, I can’t believe y/n really just let you play with us this whole time. That’s love right there.”

“You’re a real one, y/n!”

“Sanha doesn’t deserve you, y/n!”

You laughed into the mic, sweetly responding to Sanha’s friends as you clenched your walls around his cock, watching with a lustful glint in your eyes at the contortion of pleasure on his face, his teeth harshly dug into his bottom lip to prevent any sounds from escaping.

“C’mon, start game.” Sanha said shortly, the grip on his mouse tightening as you clenched again. You stayed still for the first couple of minutes, letting Sanha adjust and play his game so that his friends wouldn’t be able to tell that something explicit was happening on his side of the screen. 

Of course all Sanha could think about right now was the way your walls just sucked him in so nicely, wanting nothing more than to pin you to his bed and fuck into you with no restraints. But he knew that you wouldn’t let him do that until he finished his match, so he tried to focus on completing this game as fast as he could. 

He felt himself freezing as you started to kiss his neck again, mentally telling himself to stay calm and not make a noise. As soon as his guard was down, you lifted your hips so that only the head of his cock was in your cunt before slamming your ass down on his lap, a loud slap sounding from the contact of your skins. Sanha lurched forward, a strangled moan fighting in his throat as you tightly clenched your walls, squeezing his cock. 

“Woah-are you okay, Sanha? What happened?”

“Y-yeah, I hit my knee against the d-desk,” He stuttered a lie, one of his hands gripping your waist as you started to slowly fuck yourself on him. It was getting harder for you to conceal your moans, burying your face in his shoulder as you tried to chase your high, this position allowing Sanha to hit so deep in your cunt.

His eyes flickered back and forth between the screen and you riding his cock, his legs subconsciously spreading as far as the chair allowed him. Sanha knew it was over for him when you lifted yourself off his chest, your eyes blown wide with lust as one of your hands fisted the bottom of his shirt, the other sneaking down to where the two of you were connected, making contact with your clit. You threw your head back at the added sensation, your mouth opening in a silent moan as you clenched your walls again.

“Sanha, where are you? Why are you standing still--”

“Fuck--AFK guys, AFK!” Sanha said hurriedly, throwing his headset off as he muted his mic. He pulled you in for a searing kiss, moving his lips fiercely against yours as you grabbed at his shoulders. “You’re fucking evil.”

“That’s what you get for not paying attention to me,” You panted against his mouth, sluggishly getting off his lap. Sanha practically kicked his gaming chair back as he towered over you, removing both of your shirts before he pushed you down on his bed. He pulled your thighs open, positioning his cock at your entrance. “Fuck, do you know how hard it was to not fuck you while I was playing?”

You whined as he moved his tip up and down your slit, tapping the head at your sensitive bud. “Now you have all my attention, baby.”

The two of you moaned loudly as he sheathed himself in your cunt, momentarily forgetting that there were five other inhabitants of his dorm. Sanha started a brutal pace from the beginning, thrusting into you with no restraints. Your hands tangled themselves in his hair as you pulled him down for a kiss, muffling your moans against his mouth.

“Mmmf, Sanha--”

He groaned, biting your bottom lip before lifting your thighs so that your legs hung from his shoulder, allowing him to penetrate even deeper in your cunt, “Shit, I missed your pussy baby. You’re fucking dripping on my sheets, God.”

His hands flew to your chest, roughly groping your breasts as he used it for leverage to fuck into you at a faster pace. The sounds in his room were obscene, the squelch of your arousal and the smack of his balls hitting your ass drowning out anything else. 

Sanha felt like he was drunk on your cunt, breathing heavily as he tried to get more sounds out of you, your moans music to his ears. He hissed as your nails clawed at his arms, a telltale sign that you were nearing your end. “S-Sanha, I-fuck!”

“Are you close, baby?” He asked authoritatively, his heart swelling as you nodded with a whine, your hands scrambling to feel every inch of his skin. You keened as he called your name, commanding you to look at him as you reached your orgasm. 

The tension in your stomach snapped when he snuck a hand down to play at your clit, rubbing it between two of his fingers as he tweaked your nipple, fucking you through your high. Your toes curled in pleasure, legs convulsing as you let out a high-pitched moan. You tried your best to maintain eye contact, but the dizzying euphoria made your lids flutter close, Sanha harshly sucking hickeys in your neck as he too, chased, his high. 

He cursed, still drawing circles on your clit as he rutted his hips into yours. You screamed as you were forced into another orgasm, your tight pulsating walls around his cock enough to push him to the edge. Sanha groaned gravelly, his nails digging into your waist as he released his load in your cunt. 

Sanha pulled out when he felt his cock fully flaccid, sitting back against his palms as he watched both of your cum leak out your entrance. Your chest heaved up and down as you tried to regain your breath, meeting his eyes from where you laid. Sanha chuckled, kissing your knee before standing to get some tissues, coming back to carefully wipe your cunt clean. 

You reached your arms out for him to lay down next to you as soon as he threw the soiled tissue away. He smiled lovingly, joining you on the bed and wrapping his arms around you in a hug. 

“Are you upset with me?” He asked cutely, pecking your nose. You grinned and buried your face in his chest, kissing the space between his collarbones. “No, you’re here with me now.”

Sanha giggled, stroking your hair as he tapped his fingers at the small of your back, “’M sorry for ignoring you, baby. I love you.”

“I love you too,” You said, humming as you closed your eyes, sleep slowly overtaking you. He tutted, removing his arms from your body as he sat up, “No! y/n, you have to pee first before you sleep.”

“But I’m tired,” You whined, reaching for him again. Sanha shook his head, gently pulling you up, “Baby, if you get a UTI, you’re gonna hate yourself. Now c’mon, peeing only takes a couple seconds.” 

You grumbled as he found one of his oversized t-shirts, dressing you before finding a pair of shorts for himself. You let out a woah as you stood, holding onto Sanha for support as your legs started to wobble. Your boyfriend chuckled smugly, squeezing your waist as you regained your balance, “You good, baby?”

“Shut up.”

The two of you glanced at his computer, which was now at the main screen of the game. “Do you think they heard, baby?”

“No way,” Sanha said, though he couldn’t deny the slight fear in the pit of his stomach if his friends really did hear you and him having sex. “I muted myself...right?”

You shrugged, not really minding before going to open the door, leading the two of you out of his room. Your face flushed, your feet stopping dead in their tracks as you came face to face with the rest of Astro, all five of them giving you and your boyfriend knowing looks as they sat dispersed around the living room.

“Ah hyungs!”

“I really hope you two used protection,” Eunwoo lectured, though you saw the smirk on his face. 

“I’m--bathroom--peeing...yeah.” You said embarrassed, scurrying off to the direction of their bathroom, yelping as your legs almost gave in.

“Woah, careful y/n,” Rocky snickered sending a wink in Sanha’s direction. The boys began teasing their youngest as soon as you closed the door to the bathroom, Sanha hiding his face in his hands, “Are you really going to do this every time y/n comes over?? It’s been more than a year!”

“No, we only do it when you two kids are loud as hell.” Bin said bluntly, slapping Myungjun’s arm in amusement. Jinwoo chuckled, lightly pointing a finger at your boyfriend, “You better have this much energy during promotions, Sanha--”

“Hyung!” ______________________________

4-6-21

[parkjess]

Distraction// Yoon Sanha

Fluff

“How was it?” You ask your friend, bin, who just finished his own exam, exiting the classroom after everyone else had left. He was usually that smart guy that takes long time to think and gets eventually A+ for his hard work. -“It was good, I think? I mean... it was different from what I expected but I-“ he lowers his voice and stops talking when his head turns to the side to notice Sanha, who caught your attention with his weird expressions, you laugh at him.

The hallways are getting empty as you both stare at each other and bin’s brows furrow. Sanha’s little crush on you was visible only to your friends, but never to you, although now all you could think of is their teasing about him always trying to make you laugh and never fails to.

-“Y/n...? Are you even listening to me...” bin murmurs and snaps his fingers at you as you hit Sanha’s chest playfully. -“Ugh, never mind.” He mumbles to himself, you could barely hear what he before he picks up his backpack from the floor and leaves. “Great, look what you did!” Sanha teases you once you turn to see Bin leaving and run after follow him. “No no no bin, stop. Sorry, I- he distracted me.” You look down shyly and apologize. -“It’s okay, I was about to go home anyways. See you later y/n.” He said with a smile, not even the type to get mad at you.

He didn’t even hug you goodbye and he left your sight. “It’s all your fault, dumbass.” You hit Sanha’s arm as he laughs his evil laugh.

[milkybonya]

Heyy, can I request 12 with Sanha?? I love the childhood friends concept, it's so cute 💝 thank you !!

i’m so sorry for the long wait :(( i hope you’re able to find this and enjoy it <3 because the childhood friends concept is also one of my favourites ! i was planning to make this longer but to avoid making you wait anymore, i made it shorter and i hope that’s okay <3

12. “i can’t just be friends with you anymore” x Sanha

Warnings: just a really unfunny joke about Eunwoo’s butt :]

what i listened to while writing; White Night by ONEUS

You had moved into the house beside Sanha’s when you were five. Developing a close relationship with him after he kicked his soccer ball into your backyard accidentally, breaking one of your favourite potted plants, the two of you had been good friends ever since.

After finishing your exams before summer, you celebrated with Sanha by hanging out in the field behind your backyards. There was a gentle breeze and the sound of a party happening a few houses away.

“I still can’t believe you broke my potted plant the first day you met me,” you told Sanha, frowning.

“What, you still remember that? Come on, I bought you a new one after!” Sanha said, laughing in shock at your strong memory.

“It wasn’t the same,” you said, sighing dramatically.

The sun had set as the two of you had been out there for hours, and now that the stars were out, you laid side by side on an old picnic blanket of yours.

“Those stars look like Eunwoo’s butt,” Sanha said, laughing. You had also became friends with Sanha’s friends, and you laughed as you clearly saw the alignment that Sanha’s finger pointed to. If the stars could be connected, they would form a really big peach.

“Eunwoo’s butt is even bigger than that,” you said.

The two of you grew quiet after your laughter died down.

“You know,” Sanha said suddenly. He had a calm smile on his face, and you turned your head to the right so you could face him.

“This is nice and all, but I can’t just be friends with you anymore,” Sanha said.

Your heart broke.

“Why can’t we be friends?” you croaked.

He turned to you and lightly tapped your head.

“I said just friends, you dummy. We’re still friends.”

“What are you trying to say?” you asked him, your heart pounding nervously.

“Lying here like this under the stars next to you makes me want to... hold your hand and hold you.”

“You can hold my hand, here,” you said, thrusting out your hand towards him.

“But can I kiss you?” he asked shyly, looking you squarely in the eyes. His face glowed from the dim light of the moon.

Your face turned red. Kiss?

“[y/n], do you really not get it? I like you. Not only as a friend, but as more than that.”

His eyes were full of so much sincerity that you felt as though you would melt on the spot. You’d be lying if you told him you didn’t like him back. Recently, your heart would beat a little faster when you were around him. You just tried to hide it, not wanting to ruin your friendship since you thought he would never feel the same way.

You reached for his hand, squeezing it once you found it.

You didn’t have the courage to say those words back to him, so instead you swiftly got up and rolled on top of him, holding yourself up with your palms and core strength.

Sanha’s lips were slightly parted and his eyes scanned your face, curious about what you were doing. As soon as you lowered yourself on top of him and pressed your lips to his, his hands came up to rest on your back and he closed his eyes as he leaned into you.

He knew what your answer was. That was all he needed.