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Cuddling with Ampers&One

Ampers&One x reader

Thank you for the request! I hope you like it! 

Wordcount ≈ 923

Warnings: None I think

Na Kamden 

Kamden is the type of guy who would always have an arm around you. Walking on the street? Boom, he has his arm around your shoulders or your waist, sometimes when it’s more convenient he’ll hold your hand. Movie night with the friend group? Kamden’s arm is around you. It brings him comfort to hold you in his arms, knowing you’re close and can’t be separated. 

When it’s just the two of you, home alone, on the couch, Kamden loves to cuddle with him laying on his back and you on his chest. He will run his fingers through your hair and every now and then, he will strain his neck to give you a kiss on the head. 

He Brian

Brian is more for subtle touches in daily life, no more than holding hands out in the open. Walking beside each other, only your pinky fingers touching each other as the two of you share nervous smiles. It doesn’t matter if you have been together for only a week or 5 years, you’re both as innocent as ever. 

Though when you are home alone, in the comfort of your home, Brian loves to hug you, back hugs are his favorite as he whispers in your ear or sings your favorite song lowly as you dance around the kitchen. In bed, Brian is the type to rest his head on your chest as you fall asleep, his arms tightly wrapped around you as he listens to the beating of your heart. 

Choi Jiho

Jiho is a wild card when it comes to cuddling or skinship in public. Some days he will keep an arms length between the two of you no matter what and other days he will be hanging on to you as if he would die without having you pressed against him. 

In the safety of your home, Jiho will be all over you. If you’re in the kitchen, he’s back-hugging you, if you’re brushing your teeth, he’s back-hugging you, any time he can he will be giving you a back hug. In bed, he will love spooning, but also sleeping in the sweetheart’s cradle. Any position where he can hold you in his arms, he loves. 

Yoon Siyun

Siyun will be a bit more reserved in public, however, he will hold your hand. It feels safer that way, especially if you’re out walking on the street, he has to hold your hand or he will worry that the two of you will become separated. In front of the boys, he can hug you and maybe a quick kiss every now and then. 

At home, Siyun is still a little more reserved than some of the others. He wishes he was as bold as Jiho or Mackiah but it feels weird to be so clingy, but eventually as your relationship grows he will become braver and more comfortable. When sleeping, he prefers the two of you laying beside each other and just your hands touching. 

Choi Kyrell

Kyrell will be really shy at first but try to act bold. He will watch different romance movies and series to try and get some tips on how to act romantic with physical touches. Each movie and series will give him a number of moves to try, however whenever it comes to it, he always gets to nervous to actually try it. One of the few things he managed was the “helping you reach something on the highest shelf”, it wasn’t intentional though but when he came into the kitchen you were trying to reach a certain mug that Kamden accidentally put on the wrong shelf, so Kyrell walked over and reached over you to get the mug. You were in awe of his action but Kyrell only smiled and handed you the mug. 

Even at home alone, when it comes to sleeping, Kyrell is a bit shy, so you often have to initiate the cuddling but once you have initiated it, you’re stuck. Because he won’t let go until he truly has to. He will lock you in his arms and keep you there until the morning. 

Mercer Mackiah

Mackiah is similar to Kamden, he must have some sort of skin contact at all times. Mackiah will hold your hand wherever you guys are, have an arm around you, and drape himself over you from behind, he’d put you in his pocket if he could. 

When the two of you are lying in bed, about to sleep, Mackiah has to spoon you because he can’t sleep unless he’s holding you tight and close. He will also give you about a thousand kisses on the neck and the head before falling asleep. 

Kim Seungmo

He’s the youngest but one of the boldest when it comes to PDA, he just doesn’t care what others think. If he wants to hold your hand, he will, if he wants to hug you, he will, if he wants to kiss you, he will. The only time he is embarrassed is around the other boys, mostly because they tease him, but he still holds your hand/hugs/kisses you. 

When it comes to sleeping, Seungmo will either fall asleep on top of you, spooning you, or in the sweetheart’s cradle. He loves falling asleep on top of you, with his head on your chest and with one of your hands scratching his head.

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Ampers&One confessing to their crush

Ampers&one x gn! reader 

Warnings: None I think, really fluffy

Wordcount ≈ 2.1k

Thank you for the request 🍩! I hope you like it!

Na Kamden

Kamden would have done his research on how to ask someone out both from asking his friends, looking up tips on the internet, watching romance movies, reading books, and even asking your friends if you had mentioned any scenarios of how you wanted to be asked. 

The result was him choosing to slowly warm up to it. It began with the two of you studying in the library, he was helping you with a subject you struggled a little with, as the sun set and it was getting late, Kamden asked if you wanted to eat dinner together. You said yes, wanting to get closer to the boy who made your heart beat a little quicker. Kamden paid for your food, wanting to be a gentleman. The two of you ate and spoke, laughing and enjoying the moment. Once dinner was done and it was time to head home, Kamden walked you to your door, you hugged him saying goodbye, but then he suddenly stopped you. 

“Wait, (Y/n)!” “Huh? Oh, yeah, what’s up?” He walked closer. “I really like hanging out with you and I would love to spend more time together, as more than friends, if you want that too?” Kamden smiled nervously as he held out his hand, in it he held a necklace with a small flower charm, it was a (your favorite flower). “I’d love to do that too, Kamden,” 

He Brian

Brian would not be as well prepared as Kamden. Nope, Brian would kind of just do it without realizing it. The guy barely knew he had feelings for you before Mackiah and Jiho pointed it out to him. “Hey, lover boy stop staring at your lover and go ask them out already!” His two friends said as they laughed at the shocked face Brian gave them. “What do you mean? (Y/n) isn’t my lover?” “Obviously, because you haven’t asked them out, but you should cause they like you too,” Jiho said. 

Brian thought about that conversation for the next couple of days, but he didn’t know how he should do it, well until today. Brian was about to walk home after his classes had ended, as he walked by the basketball court he saw you standing there alone with a basketball in your hand, staring angrily up at the net. Brian smiled because he found you so cute. He walked over. 

“Hey, (Y/n), what are you doing?” “Oh, Hi Brian! For my gym class next week, we’re playing basketball but I’m really bad at it, and my gym teacher told me today that I have to do somewhat well next week to get a good grade, but as I suck at anything ball-sport related, it’s not looking good for me,” “Mm well, I could try to teach you some moves,” “You could?” You happily said, finally feeling a glint of hope. “Yeah, I used to play basketball almost professionally, until I moved,” “Thank you, Brian, I owe you,” 

For almost 2 hours, Brian gave you a private lesson on how to play basketball. After 2 hours, he noticed that you were getting tired so he decided that would have to be it for today. “Thank you for today Bri,” “No worries, hey, um, do you want to get something to eat?” “Yeah, sure, it’s on me though, as I said, I owe you!” “No, I’ll pay,” “No, I should paaay, Bri,” “What kind of gentleman am I if I don’t pay on a date I asked you out on?” “It’s a date?” That was when Brian realized what he had done. “Yeah, if you want it to be?” “I’d love that,” 

Choi Jiho

Jiho first met you through his younger friend, Siyun. Siyun and you shared a class and during a lunch break, Siyun brought you with him to the table where his friends sat as your other friends were sick or busy that day. All the boys were super nice and you especially took a liking to Jiho, finding interest in his major. Jiho immediately fell in love with you, it was love at first sight for him. He would be a little nervous around you but you didn’t notice. Jiho was just a little bit jealous too, jealous of Siyun who got to see you all the time. Therefore, Jiho did everything he could to show you that he was better than his friend. 

After you were invited to a movie night with the seven boys who made up your classmates friend group, Jiho got to find out something that helped him out. 

“Come on, please can we watch a horror movie? Please guys,” Seungmo really wanted to watch a horror movie but some of the guys were against it, Jiho wanted to hear your opinion before he stated his own. “(Y/n), where do you stand on the horror movie? Do you like them or not?” “Um, both, I kind of like them but I also get scared so if I wanna watch one, I’ll always need someone beside me that I can hold onto,” You laughed a bit nervously, making Jiho smile as he found it cute. “You can always hold onto me if you want,” The way he said it and the way his eyes looked so warm as he gently gazed into your eyes made your heart skip a few beats and a blush crept up on your cheeks. “Then I want to watch a horror movie,” “Same, so that means the majority wants to watch the horror movie,” 

Everyone sat down in their designated spots, you stood a bit awkwardly on the side wondering where you should sit. Jiho waved you over to the couch where he was sitting, Siyun on the other end. “Come on, you can’t hold on to me from over there,” At the beginning of the movie, Jiho was disappointed as you just sat in the middle of the couch with him on one side and Siyun on the other seemingly totally fine. As the movie was approaching its middle point, the first real jump scare happened and you were very frightened almost jumping onto Jiho as you hid your face in his chest. Jiho’s heartbeat was racing but he felt happy, he embraced his arms around your frame, hugging you tightly to him. 

After the movie was over, Jiho reluctantly removed his arms from around you as it was time for people to head home. He walked you over to the door, hugging you to say goodbye. “Thank you for being my human shield tonight, it was really nice, you’re a great hugger, whoever gets to date you is lucky,” “Do you wanna be lucky?” “What do you mean?” “Want to go on a date?” “Seriously?” “Yeah, (Y/n), do you want to go on a date with me, Choi Jiho?” “Yes, I do,” 

Yoon Siyun

Siyun and you would be friends, studying together or just belonging to the same friend group. The two of you both enjoy photography, so sometimes, the two of you tend to stray away from the group as you wish to take photos of the clouds or nature. Without realizing it, Siyun began snapping photos of you as he fell for your passion. He thought you looked really cute as you concentrated on getting the perfect photo of a flower as a gentle breeze was blowing. It would take him a few weeks to realize that he was doing this, it wasn’t until he needed to go through his pictures to find one for an assignment in school that he found the majority of his camera roll from the last month was just photos of you. 

When he realized this, he knew that he had feelings for you, and he knew the perfect way to confess. He would print out all of his favorite photos he had taken of you and even some photos of the two of you together. He made a small collage of them, decorating it with flower stickers and other cute stickers. Next time he met up with you, he would ask if you wanted to see the photos he loved the most, and you, of course, said yes. He took out the collage and gave it to you. In the middle of it, he had written, I love you. “I love you too, Siyun,” 

Choi Kyrell

He wouldn’t be the one to confess first, he would want to but he would also be too scared to ruin things with the person he liked. For more read Your warm embrace. 

Mercer Mackiah

Mackiah would be totally whipped for you, he would try to act cool and impress you but the second you look away he is following you with puppy eyes. Whenever you asked for something he would get it in a heartbeat. 

“Uh I could really use a snack right now, I’m so hungry but I still have two more classes before the day is over,” “Uhm, I just need to go to the bathroom, be back in a sec,” Mackiah would run over to the cafeteria and buying you a snack then run back with it, luckily the boy has a lot of energy and he’s a fast runner. “Here, I got you a snack,” He’d smile brightly as he handed you the snack, his eyes sparkling with joy at being able to get you a snack. “Thanks, Mackiah, you didn’t need to,” “But I wanted to,” 

Other times it could be during an evening hangout, your friend group was at a park just hanging out and talking. Later on, a chilly breeze passed by, reminding you of your lack of a jacket. “I’m so stupid, I didn’t bring a jacket even though I knew we would be out for a long time,” “Hey, it’s okay, here, I brought a blanket, we can share it,” Mackiah quickly opened his bag and took out a blanket, he then walked over to you, wrapping it around your shoulders as he sat down very close to you. “Thanks, are you sure you don’t mind sharing it?” “Of course not, I’d love to share it. Anything for you,” “You’re so sweet, Mackiah, you’re like every person’s dream boyfriend,” “Even yours?” “I mean, yeah, you’re nice, sweet, caring, funny, not to mention handsome, loyal, oh-” Mackiah suddenly stopped your rambling by leaning in and kissing your cheek. “Can I be your boyfriend then?” “Yes, please,” He tried to stay cool but the second he turned his face away from you, he was turning as red as a tomato as he cheered internally. 

Kim Seungmo

Seungmo would be really afraid of rejection so he wouldn’t dare ask you face to face. No, he would write a letter with the help of his friends. He rewrote the letter many times because he wanted it to be perfect. 

Once he had his perfect letter, that basically just said: 

“hey, (Y/n), I’m in love with you, wanna go out? Love Seungmo, but like no pressure if you don’t” 

His friends wondered why he opted for such a simple letter instead of the three pages long once he had them help him write, but no one was surprised. They knew Seungmo, he’s young and terrified of confessing to his first love. 

Seungmo ended up leaving the letter in your locker, waiting behind a corner to see your reaction to the letter. When you opened your locker and found the letter you locked around a little confused but figured that it was for you. You opened it and read the sentence, laughing a little and blushing. You looked around to try and spot the tall boy with now blonde-blue hair, and while he was hiding behind a corner, he wasn’t really hidden. You walked over to him, he was nervous and ready to bolt out of there. 

“Hi, Seungmo,” “Hey, (Y/n),” “Yes,” “Yes?” “Yes, I wanna go out with you,” “Really?” “Yeah, and I like you too!” Seungmo nervously put his hand out toward you, looking shyly between it, your eyes, and your hand. You smiled at the shy boy before putting your hand in his, and so you walked out of the school together, hand in hand, shy smiles and red cheeks, nervous giggles could be heard every now and then.

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Ampers&One as Idol boyfriends

Ampers&One and how they would act as a boyfriend while also being an idol!

Thank you for this lovely request 🦋! I love writing for the ampies! I hope you enjoy what I have written. I feel like some of these turned out great and others not so good. 

Warnings: None I think, except for the fact that I keep switching between POVs because I wrote these on different days and forgot which POV I started with, so sorry for that. 

Wordcount ≈ 1.8k

Na Kamden

Kamden knows that he has a large fanbase, one that can be quite crazy for him. Sometimes he worries that the fan service he does on stage would put his partner off, or make them question their relationship. Kamden might love his fans but he loves no one more than you. So, one day, he came up with a gesture that he could do on stage, one that would seem like fan service but is actually for you. 

“Hey love,” “Good morning, Kamden,” “I have to leave in a few minutes, I already overslept, but I just had to stay in bed with you,” “Hey, you should hurry, you know the company only agreed to me staying at the dorm sometimes if you were always on time,” Kamden hurriedly left the bed and got dressed, he rushed around the room, once he was finally ready, he was about to leave the room but he stopped by the door, turned around and blew you a kiss. “That is always for you,” You didn’t understand it at the moment but later that day when watching their performance for a music show, you saw him blowing a kiss to the fans, or well, one specific fan. You. 

When Kamden and the boys returned to the dorm, Kamden immediately went to his room, finding you in his bed, in one of his hoodies, asleep. He bent down, leaving a light kiss on your forehead. “I love you,” Even in your sleep, your body recognized the words and Kamden could see a sleepy smile light up your face. His heart warmed, you truly were the love of his life. 

He Brian

Brian is a puppy through and through. His whole face will light up anytime he sees his partner at the company building or at a concert, or anywhere really. He is most likely to fuck up and accidentally say “My girlfriend/boyfriend/partner is so cute” or “Yeah (Y/n) just made this incredible food for me because they love me” during a live or during an interview. Either way, he will probably out your relationship within a week or two. But he looks cute while doing it so it’s fine, well, kind of. Most fans will think Brian and his partner look really cute together and support them, the company isn’t as happy with the public relationship but they’ll accept it eventually. 

The fans will take any chance they get to talk with Brian’s partner if they see them at a concert or out in public. Gushing about how cute Brian and they are together. During behind-the-scenes shoots, there will always be a couple of seconds where you can see Brian running up to his partner and hugging them, or kissing them, or just bopping their nose. These moments often go viral with the captions “Best boyfriend ever” “Don’t know who I am most jealous of, Brian or (Y/n)” or something like it.  

Choi Jiho 

Jiho, just like most of the others, is a golden retriever boyfriend. Some of his most cherished moments are when he comes home after a long day of being a leader, and he can crawl into the arms of his partner, lying on the couch, a movie playing in the background, he can just relax, breathe in the safe and familiar scent of his beloved. He doesn’t have to be in charge of other people, he can just enjoy the moment. Jiho loves it when his partner comes with lunch to the company when he has long days of practice and recording. Just five minutes with his partner gives him more energy to continue no matter how tired he is.  

He will practice his fan-service on his partner, so when his partner comes by to watch him practice he will dance in front of them and send winks, kisses, smirks, or whatever their way and then ask if it looked good, was a good place in the song for it, and other feedbacks that his partner had for him. Whenever he does these things on stage, he will think of his partner and his partner will feel butterflies in their stomach even when just watching a fancam. 

Yoon Siyun 

Siyun is sort of black-catish when it comes to pda, for him, he really separates his work life and his personal life, or well as much as he can. Of course, he enjoys his partner coming to visit him during dance practices or whatnot, but he would never do anything that could risk exposing the relationship. When he is on stage he is not Yoon Siyun, boyfriend of (Y/n), no then he is Yoon Siyun of Ampers&one. After work though, he is a golden retriever. When he comes home after a long day of working or practicing he will run to his partner and snuggle up with them on the couch or in bed, talking about everything they had done that day or just enjoy the presence of each other. 

The one time, Siyun will act out of character when working is when they have a concert, he steps out on the stage, looking out at the crowd, happy to see so many fans, but then his eyes find a very familiar face in the front row. His partner standing there, cheering louder than anyone else. During the concert he will send kisses and hearts in the direction of his partner, he can’t help it, he’s so happy to see them there. No one else notices just how much attention he is giving to one particular section of the crowd, so for once, it is safe for him to give a little extra love to his partner even though it is in public. 

Choi Kyrell 

Kyrell would be the most golden retriever boyfriend to ever exist. This boy is so in love with you that he dies a little bit inside every minute that he is apart from you. He has tried to convince the company that you’re like his emotional support animal but instead of an animal, you’re his emotional support partner. 

Kyrell will be glued to your side, whenever he can he will be holding your hand, kissing your cheeks, your lips, your neck, he will hug you from behind or give you normal hugs, he will touch you any way he can. 

He especially loves the days when you can visit him at the company, you bring him lunch and then stay and watch their practice for the rest of the day. Kyrell runs to the door when he sees you open it, he envelops you in a tight hug, almost lifting you off the floor, the largest smile known to man plastered on his lips. 

You sit in the corner of the practice room and whenever he has a second to spare he waves to you or runs over to give you a quick kiss, he pouts whenever you leave the room to go get more water or a bathroom break because he misses you. 

Mercer Mackiah

Mackiah is sort of a golden retriever but like times 11 in energy. He will use up all your energy in a second. Getting this man to chill for 5 minutes is a struggle. If he has a free night and the two of you decide to watch a movie while cuddling on the couch, it is fine for like 2 minutes, after that, chaos breaks out. Mackiah will slowly move his arms down to your sides and begin tickling you, if that doesn’t work to break your attention from the movie, he will blow air into your ear, lightly pull your hair, anything to get you to look at him. 

As an idol boyfriend, he finds it hard not to be able to do everything a normal couple would, however, he does his absolute best to make up for it with your alone time and home dates. On stage he will try to wink and give hearts and kisses, some are for the fans but most are for you. In the practice room, he loves asking you to come keep him company when he has solo practices. Most of the time, he just dances a little with you, or you two sit on the floor, cuddling in a back hug position, just talking about life as he watches the two of you through the mirrors. He will hum the new songs for you, and sometimes when he feels playful, which is often, he will make freestyle raps dedicated to you. 

He might not be able to show you off to the world like he would want to, but that doesn’t mean that he loves you any less. 

Kim Seungmo

Seungmo is somewhat of a wild card, he’s definitely golden-retreiver coded yet he’s also like a black cat at times. He’d never be cold to his partner, but sometimes he would rather just be in the same room as his partner but without physical contact or conversations. Other times though, he would be all over his partner. 

Seungmo is a hard worker, he’d do anything he can to show his partner that he loves them. Whether it be learning a new language, learning how to cook their favorite meal, teaching them a dance or anything really, he would do it. Days when his partner watches their dance practices, Seungmo will find his partner's eyes in the mirror and wink at them throughout practice, or rather he would do it right before practice begins, after that his focus is fully on Kamden or the choreographer. Once practice is over, he will walk over to his partner and collapse in their arms, happy to see how proud his partner is as they look at him. 

The few times he has a day off, he spends it trying to cook for his partner. Key word, trying. He might not be the best cook but he’s not the worst either. “Okay, sit down, here, and close your eyes, don’t open them until I say you can,” Seungmo directed his partner to the dinner table, he seemed as excited as a puppy with a new toy. He ran over to the kitchen, got the two plates he had prepared, and returned to the table where his partner was sitting with their eyes closed, as promised. He put the plates down, hoping that his partner would enjoy the meal. “Okay, you can open your eyes,” His partner smiled as wide as possible, not because of the food in front of them but because Seungmo’s smile was just contagious. 

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Purrfectly Yours

Cat shifter! Choi Jiho x human! female reader

Wordcount ≈ 4.1k

Warnings: 

The final Halloween special! This one, just like Mackiah’s isn’t really that Halloweeny, I just can’t write these boys being monsters, they’re too sweet. Anyway, enjoy this cat Jiho fic! 

Don’t mind the fact that this is several days too late… I had a lot to do at uni 

Third Person Pov

Jiho sat on the edge of his bed, hands fidgeting with the fabric of his jeans. The soft glow of his phone illuminated the dark room, showing a recent text from (Y/n) that read, “Can’t wait for our date tomorrow! 🥰” He smiled, feeling a warmth spread through his chest, but it was quickly overshadowed by a familiar pang of anxiety.

They’d been dating for a month now—a magical, whirlwind month. (Y/n) was everything he hadn’t realized he’d been looking for: warm, understanding, and with a laugh that seemed to brighten even the gloomiest of days. But there was a secret he’d been hiding from her, a part of himself he couldn’t keep concealed forever. She deserved honesty, yet every time he thought about telling her, his stomach twisted with worry. Would she be scared? Would she run?

“Tomorrow,” he whispered to himself, as though saying it aloud would give him the courage he needed. Jiho knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He’d already seen her worry in passing moments—like when she noticed the deep scratches on his bedroom walls or when she’d seen him vanish suddenly to “run an errand” on nights he could feel the transformation tugging at him. He wanted her to know, to understand who he truly was. But explaining he was a shifter—a creature that could turn into a cat-like form under the right circumstances—wasn’t exactly a casual conversation topic.

Running a hand through his hair, Jiho thought back to the first time he shifted, the rush of the moonlight on his skin as he felt his senses sharpen, his body taking on a new, sleek form. He hadn’t chosen this life; it was something that ran in his family, something he’d had to learn to live with. He’d come to accept it, even embrace it, but how could he make (Y/n) see it as anything other than frightening?

Maybe he’d take her somewhere quiet, somewhere they could be alone. He imagined her hand in his as they sat together under the stars, his heart pounding as he tried to find the right words. Would she laugh, brush it off as a joke? Or would she look at him with fear in her eyes, seeing him as a stranger instead of her boyfriend?

Jiho sighed, lying back against his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Tomorrow. He’d tell her tomorrow. Whatever her reaction, he’d face it. Because if there was one thing he was sure of, it was that he couldn’t keep hiding from her. She was worth the risk.

Jiho paced back and forth in his apartment, casting frequent glances at the clock on the wall. Just an hour until he’d see (Y/n). His tail—usually hidden, but out now in the privacy of his home—flicked restlessly behind him. His cat-like instincts were more heightened than usual, a mix of nerves and excitement pushing them to the surface. His ears, which he usually kept tucked away, twitched in response to every small sound in the apartment.

“Come on, Jiho. You can do this,” he muttered to himself, but his voice didn’t sound very convincing. A million “what-ifs” played through his mind. What if he lost control? What if he transformed without meaning to? What if she reacted badly? He hadn’t even thought through how he would actually tell her—what words to use, how to make it sound… less terrifying. “Oh, by the way, I’m half-cat” didn’t exactly roll off the tongue.

He let out a sigh, catching his reflection in the hallway mirror. He quickly adjusted his appearance, tucking away his ears and taking a steadying breath. Tonight, he needed to stay calm and composed, to keep himself together. He knew (Y/n) would be arriving any minute, and he wanted to be ready.

A knock at the door made him jump, his heart leaping in his chest as his instincts flared, and he forced his body to remain calm. Jiho took one last deep breath, pushed down his nerves, and opened the door, immediately greeted by (Y/n)’s bright smile.

“Hey, Jiho!” she said, wrapping her arms around him in a warm hug. He melted into her touch, feeling his worries ease—if only a little.

“Hey, (Y/n),” he murmured, his voice just a bit shaky. He pulled back, forcing a smile as he looked into her eyes, trying to remind himself why he was doing this. She looked at him with so much trust, so much warmth, that it made his heart ache. He had to tell her; he couldn’t keep pretending to be something he wasn’t.

“Are you ready to go?” she asked, her voice cheerful and relaxed. She seemed so unaware of the storm of emotions raging inside him, so blissfully unaware of the truth he was about to reveal.

“Yeah,” he said, nodding. “There’s… actually something I’d like to talk to you about tonight.” His voice was hesitant, and he hoped it didn’t give away just how nervous he felt.

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on her lips. “You sound so serious, Jiho. Everything okay?”

He forced a laugh, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah, yeah, everything’s fine. It’s just… something important, I guess. I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while.”

She nodded, looking a little curious but undeterred. “Alright. Whatever it is, I’m here for you.”

Her words settled over him like a gentle blanket, and he felt some of his anxiety melt away. Maybe this would be okay. Maybe she’d surprise him.

As they stepped outside together, Jiho tried to stay calm, ignoring the way his heart thudded louder with every step. Tonight, he’d tell her the truth. Whether she’d see him as a friend or foe afterward, he was determined to finally let her see the real him.

The moon cast a silver glow over the ocean, the waves whispering softly as they lapped at the shore. Jiho and (Y/n) sat close, nestled together under the thick blanket he’d brought along. The chill in the air only seemed to draw them closer, her head resting against his shoulder as she looked up at the starlit sky with a dreamy smile. He could feel her warmth against him, and he almost let out a low purr of contentment. It took all his self-control to keep that sound from escaping—it would probably raise more questions than he was prepared to answer just yet.

He reached into the picnic basket, grabbing one of the sandwiches he’d packed, mostly to have something to fidget with and distract himself. His nerves were still bubbling under the surface, but being here with her, in this peaceful setting, made everything feel a little easier.

“This is beautiful, Jiho,” (Y/n) murmured, her voice soft and warm. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with genuine happiness. “Thank you for planning all this.”

Jiho felt his cheeks warm. “It’s nothing, really. I just… wanted to spend time with you somewhere quiet.” He paused, glancing at her face, wondering if now was the right moment to bring up what was weighing on him. “Somewhere where we could talk.”

(Y/n) tilted her head, catching the hint of seriousness in his tone. She set her sandwich down, shifting to face him more fully. “Is everything alright?” she asked gently. Her hand reached out, fingers brushing his in a way that was both comforting and grounding. “You’ve been a little… distant tonight.”

He swallowed, feeling his heartbeat quicken. This was it. He had to say something, or he’d lose his courage entirely. “Yeah… there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. I’ve been—well, I’ve been holding something back, something really important.” He took a shaky breath, his eyes drifting to the ocean. “And I… I don’t want to hide it from you anymore.”

(Y/n)’s expression softened, her eyes full of understanding and patience. “You can tell me anything, Jiho. I’m here, whatever it is.”

Hearing her say that gave him a small spark of confidence. He took her hand in his, holding it firmly, afraid that he might lose her if he didn’t hold on tightly enough. “Okay,” he began, his voice almost a whisper. “I don’t know how to say this… so I’ll just come out with it. I’m… different. I mean, I’m not… exactly human.” He felt his voice tremble as he spoke, and he cursed himself for sounding so nervous.

(Y/n)’s eyes widened, but she didn’t pull her hand away. She didn’t look afraid, just… curious, maybe a little puzzled. “Not exactly human?” she echoed, her voice soft and encouraging. “Jiho, what do you mean?”

Jiho hesitated, feeling the urge to back out, but the warmth of her hand in his gave him the strength to continue. “I’m a shifter,” he said, watching her face carefully for any sign of fear. “Sort of like… a werewolf, but not exactly. I don’t turn into a wolf or anything like that.” He let out a nervous laugh. “It’s… actually more of a cat thing.”

There was a long pause as (Y/n) processed this, her eyes searching his face. Jiho braced himself, ready for her to pull away, to laugh, or even to walk away entirely. But then, she surprised him by gently squeezing his hand, her gaze steady and calm.

“So… you can turn into a cat?” she asked, her tone carefully neutral, but he could hear the underlying wonder in her voice.

“Yes,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. “It’s… part of who I am. I can change into a form that’s… well, more cat-like. It happens sometimes when I’m stressed or… nervous.” He managed a small, wry smile. “Like now.”

She blinked, her lips curving into a small smile. “Can I… see?”

The request caught him off guard. He hadn’t expected her to want to see his other form so soon. “Are… are you sure?” he asked, his heart racing. He wanted nothing more than to show her, but he worried that it might be too much, too soon.

She nodded, her smile warm and reassuring. “I trust you, Jiho. Show me.”

Taking a deep breath, Jiho closed his eyes and let the shift happen. His body felt lighter, more agile, and he could feel his senses sharpen as his form took on the telltale signs of his feline side. When he opened his eyes again, he knew they’d taken on a slight glow, a feline gleam in the moonlight. His ears and tail were visible now, his features softened and more cat-like.

He risked a glance at (Y/n), bracing himself for whatever her reaction might be. But to his surprise—and relief—her expression was one of pure wonder.

“Wow…” she whispered, reaching out tentatively to touch his ear. “You’re… beautiful.”

Jiho felt his cheeks heat up, and this time he couldn’t stop the soft purr that escaped him. Her fingers grazed his ear, and he closed his eyes, savoring the warmth of her touch. For the first time in his life, he felt seen—completely seen—and accepted.

“Thank you,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “For not being afraid.”

(Y/n) smiled, her hand resting gently on his cheek. “I could never be afraid of you, Jiho. You’re still you… and I like you exactly as you are.”

He let out a shuddering breath, the last of his fears melting away. In that moment, under the starlit sky and by the gentle sound of the waves, Jiho felt at peace. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, purring softly as he nuzzled into her shoulder. Tonight had turned out far better than he’d dared to hope.

Jiho fumbled with his keys as he unlocked the door to his apartment, feeling an unfamiliar mix of excitement and nervousness. The warmth of (Y/n)’s hand still lingered in his, grounding him as he tried to steady his racing heart. After revealing his true self on the beach, he felt a sense of liberation he hadn’t thought possible. But now, back at his apartment, with her beside him, a new kind of nervous energy bubbled up inside him.

He glanced at (Y/n) as they stepped inside, her gaze warm and inviting, filled with the same quiet wonder he’d seen in her eyes on the beach. Jiho could feel his feline instincts humming beneath the surface, responding to the intensity of the moment, and he fought to keep his tail from flicking restlessly behind him.

(Y/n) looked around, taking in the cozy surroundings, and gave him a gentle smile. “Your place feels so… you,” she said softly, her fingers grazing the collection of books and trinkets on his shelf. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes filled with warmth. “Thank you for sharing everything with me tonight.”

Jiho smiled shyly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I should’ve told you sooner… I was just scared, I guess. But… thank you, too. For not running away.” He felt himself relax, the nervousness fading as he looked at her. She wasn’t just here—she was looking at him like he was something to cherish.

(Y/n) stepped closer, her hand sliding along his arm until she reached his hand, her fingers lacing with his. “I wouldn’t run, Jiho. Not from you.”

Something in her voice, in the way she looked at him, made his heart flutter. He felt his ears perk up, giving away his excitement as she moved even closer, their faces mere inches apart. Her hand reached up, brushing along the edge of his ear, and he shivered at the gentle touch. His instincts took over, and he let out a soft, involuntary purr that echoed in the quiet of the apartment.

(Y/n)’s face lit up, her smile widening at the sound. “That’s so cute,” she whispered, her fingertips trailing down to his jawline. “I didn’t know you could actually purr.”

Jiho’s cheeks turned red, but he couldn’t stop the sound—it rumbled softly in his chest, reacting to her every touch. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, his fingers gently tracing circles along her back. “Only… only when I feel comfortable,” he murmured, his voice a little shy. “Or when I’m… really happy.”

They stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other’s arms, the warmth between them building with every passing second. Jiho felt his nerves start to fade, replaced by a deep sense of closeness he hadn’t expected. He wanted to savor every moment of this, to show her just how much he trusted her—how much he cared for her.

(Y/n) leaned in, her lips brushing his softly, and he felt himself melt into the kiss, his senses heightened in a way he hadn’t felt before. He was completely aware of her warmth, her scent, and the soft rhythm of her heartbeat. She reached up to gently stroke his ears again, and he felt his whole body relax, the purr growing louder as he melted further into her touch.

They eventually pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they caught their breath, both smiling. Jiho’s voice was a low whisper as he spoke, his words filled with a tenderness that surprised even him. “I… I didn’t know if I’d ever find someone who could accept all of me,” he admitted. “But with you… it feels like maybe I don’t have to hide anymore.”

(Y/n) cupped his face, her thumb brushing gently along his cheek. “You never have to hide from me, Jiho. I want all of you—every part of you.” Her words were like a balm to his heart, melting away the last traces of fear and doubt.

Jiho pulled her close once more, guiding her gently toward the couch. They settled together, wrapped in each other’s arms, her head resting on his chest as he stroked her hair, still purring softly. Tonight, he realized, wasn’t just a beginning for their relationship—it was a promise. A promise that he didn’t have to hide, that he could let himself be vulnerable, be truly seen.

As they drifted into a comfortable silence, Jiho felt a deep sense of peace wash over him. For the first time in his life, he was truly at home, and he knew, in his heart, that he didn’t have to go through this journey alone anymore.

Jiho glanced down at (Y/n), her face relaxed and peaceful, her breathing slow and steady as she rested against his chest. He felt a warm swell of affection as he watched her, marveling at how easily she had drifted off to sleep in his arms, soothed by the gentle purring he couldn’t quite control. The movie had long since faded into background noise, but Jiho hadn’t noticed. He’d been too focused on the warmth of her against him, the way her fingers had unconsciously gripped his shirt before she’d finally fallen asleep.

As the credits rolled, he turned off the screen, leaving only the soft glow of a nearby lamp to illuminate the room. He knew she’d probably wake up stiff and uncomfortable if they spent the night on the couch. Carefully, he shifted, slipping one arm under her legs and the other around her shoulders, cradling her against his chest. He held his breath, moving as gently as he could, hoping not to disturb her.

(Y/n) murmured something soft in her sleep, her head nestling into his shoulder, and Jiho’s heart gave a little flutter. It was a small moment, but it felt so intimate, so personal, that he couldn’t help the warm smile that spread across his face.

He carried her to his bedroom, taking quiet steps across the floor. His senses, heightened in his feline form, allowed him to move almost silently, and he was grateful for the ability now. Once he reached the bed, he gently laid her down, pulling the blankets up to cover her. She stirred slightly, her hand reaching out to find him, and he instinctively took her hand, brushing his thumb gently over her knuckles as he knelt beside the bed.

For a moment, he simply watched her, his gaze soft and filled with wonder. He’d never imagined feeling this kind of closeness with anyone. For so long, he’d hidden his true self, kept people at a distance, fearful of what they might think if they saw him as he really was. But with her, everything felt different—he felt different. He wasn’t just Jiho the shifter or Jiho the guy with too many secrets. He was simply himself, and she accepted him, every part of him.

With a contented sigh, Jiho brushed a strand of hair from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear. He felt a soft, involuntary purr rumble in his chest again, unable to contain the happiness that filled him as he looked at her. She was perfect, just as she was, and he couldn’t believe she’d chosen him.

Jiho hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should stay or give her some space. But then her fingers tightened slightly around his hand, as if holding him there, and he felt his heart swell. Smiling, he climbed into bed beside her, careful not to disturb her sleep. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close, her head nestled against his shoulder.

As he lay there, listening to the steady rhythm of her breathing, Jiho finally allowed himself to relax. He felt the last remnants of his anxiety melt away, replaced by a sense of calm and contentment he’d never known before.

With her in his arms, Jiho closed his eyes, allowing himself to drift into sleep, feeling truly at peace for the first time in a long time. Tonight, he knew, was the beginning of something beautiful—something he would cherish with every part of his heart.

(Y/n) blinked groggily, her eyes adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. She felt something soft and gentle brushing along her side, tickling her skin and making her smile even in her half-awake state. As she shifted slightly, she noticed a fluffy, sleek cat tail lazily flicking back and forth against her torso, moving in time with her boyfriend’s breathing.

A sleepy chuckle escaped her as she followed the length of the tail with her gaze, tracing it up to where it connected to Jiho, who lay peacefully beside her. Memories of the previous night flooded back, making her heart swell with warmth and a touch of awe. She’d been nervous, in a way, wondering if waking up beside him in his true form might feel strange or unfamiliar. But now, seeing him curled up beside her, ears twitching slightly in his sleep and his tail draped protectively over her, she felt only a profound sense of comfort.

Jiho stirred, perhaps sensing her gaze, and let out a low, sleepy purr as he blinked his eyes open. His gaze met hers, soft and full of affection, and she could see the hint of surprise and joy in his expression as he realized she was still there, still looking at him with that same warmth in her eyes.

“Good morning,” she murmured, a playful smile tugging at her lips. She reached up, gently running her fingers along his tail where it rested against her side. “I didn’t expect to wake up to this,” she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Jiho’s cheeks flushed a light pink, his tail instinctively curling away for a moment before he relaxed, chuckling softly. “Sorry about that. It has a mind of its own sometimes,” he mumbled, his ears flattening a little in embarrassment. “Guess I’m not exactly… subtle, huh?”

(Y/n) grinned, moving her hand to stroke along his ears, feeling the soft fur and marveling at the way they twitched under her touch. “Don’t apologize. I think it’s… kind of adorable,” she admitted, her own cheeks turning pink. “I mean, it’s part of you. You’re part of you. And I’m really, really happy I get to know all of you.”

Jiho’s eyes softened, his gaze filled with a mix of relief and affection as he leaned into her touch. “I’m happy, too,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, his tail instinctively curling back around her waist. “I never thought… I mean, I never thought I’d feel this comfortable with someone. Especially not in this form.”

(Y/n) smiled, resting her head against his chest and letting herself be enveloped by his warmth. She could hear the faint purrs vibrating from his chest again, and the sound was so soothing, so comforting, that she found herself melting even further into his embrace. “Thank you for trusting me,” she said softly, feeling her own voice catch. “I know it wasn’t easy for you to show this side of yourself.”

Jiho’s hand gently traced soothing circles on her back. “Thank you for making it easy,” he murmured. “I didn’t realize how much I needed someone who would… just accept me.”

They lay there in a comfortable silence, wrapped up in each other as the morning light grew brighter. Jiho’s tail continued its gentle swishing, curling and uncurling around her waist in a way that felt so natural, so affectionate, that she found herself smiling with each gentle movement.

Eventually, Jiho broke the silence, his voice light but with a playful edge. “So, does this mean you’ll put up with my… quirks?” He flicked his tail for emphasis, a teasing glint in his eye. “I can’t promise it won’t wander off on its own from time to time.”

(Y/n) laughed, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his nose. “As long as you’re okay with me stealing your spot on the bed occasionally, I think we’ll manage.” She smirked, raising an eyebrow. “Besides, I’ve always wanted a boyfriend who purrs.”

Jiho chuckled, his purrs growing louder as he pulled her even closer, burying his face in her hair. “Good,” he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. “Because I don’t think I could go a day without you now.”

They stayed wrapped up together for a long while, savoring the closeness and the newfound depth of their bond. Whatever challenges might come, whatever secrets the future held, Jiho knew that with her by his side, he’d never have to hide again. He’d finally found a place where he belonged—and it was right here, with her.

[mirisss]

Love Shall Keep You Warm

Werewolf! Mercer Mackiah x human! female reader

Wordcount ≈ 2.4k

Warnings: A fight, a bruise, a small cut, I think that’s it! 

Another Halloween special for you all! I hope you enjoy this one, it’s not as Halloweeny as some of the other ones I’ve written but I hope you like it anyway! 

Note, that I know nothing about hockey. 

Third Person POV

Mackiah is widely admired at his school for his incredible talent on the hockey rink, where his speed, agility, and sharp instincts have earned him a reputation as a star player. What most people don’t realize, though, is that there’s a secret behind his unmatched prowess in the cold. Mackiah is, in fact, a werewolf—a rare creature whose abilities are amplified by the biting chill of winter. The icy environment that others dread fuels his strength and allows him to perform at an otherworldly level. His secret is carefully guarded, known only by his closest circle: a few trusted friends and his girlfriend, Yn. They have stood by him, helping him navigate the challenges of leading a double life as both a regular high school student and a powerful supernatural being. His transformation remains hidden from the public, but on the ice, where the freezing air invigorates him, Mackiah becomes a force unlike any other.

Yn is nothing like Mackiah when it comes to embracing the cold—she’s fully human, and the freezing temperatures that he thrives in have the opposite effect on her. While Mackiah’s werewolf nature gives him an edge on the ice, Yn prefers to stay far from the cold whenever possible. However, her love and dedication to him make her his biggest supporter, and despite her aversion to winter weather, she never misses one of his games. Wrapped in layers upon layers of clothing, she bundles herself in his hockey jersey, along with a mountain of extra shirts, sweaters, and scarves to keep from freezing in the chilly rink. Even though she shivers through most of the game, she cheers him on relentlessly, her face lighting up every time he makes a play. Her presence in the stands, with her unwavering support and her effort to endure the cold for him, means everything to Mackiah, reminding him that no matter how different their worlds might be, they’re always in it together.

After every victorious game, Mackiah wastes no time as the final buzzer sounds. The moment the celebration begins, he skates straight over to where Yn is standing, bundled up and cheering despite the cold. His face, still flushed from the game and glowing with adrenaline, lights up the second he sees her. Without hesitation, he wraps her in a warm, protective hug, his body heat melting away the chill she’s endured all game. As the crowd watches, expecting what’s to come, Mackiah leans down and plants a big, heartfelt kiss on her lips. The arena erupts in cheers and applause, the stands buzzing excitedly for the couple’s now-legendary post-game ritual. It’s become a fan-favorite moment, almost as anticipated as his plays on the ice. In that moment, amidst the roar of the crowd and the celebrations around them, Mackiah and Yn are in their own world, a perfect balance of his wild nature and her quiet, enduring love. For Mackiah, no victory feels complete without her by his side, and that kiss is his way of showing just how much she means to him.

After the kiss, with the arena still buzzing from the excitement, Mackiah pulls away slightly, keeping Yn close as he grins down at her. His breath is still visible in the cold air, but his eyes are warm and filled with affection. “I’m just gonna hit the locker room real quick to change, babe,” he tells her, his voice still laced with the thrill of the win. “Then we’ll head out and grab something to eat—my treat, of course.” He knows how much she’s put up with, braving the cold rink for him game after game, and he wants to make sure she knows how grateful he is. With a playful wink, he skates off toward the locker room, already planning where they’ll go—somewhere cozy and warm, a sharp contrast to the ice where he just dominated. Yn, still blushing from the kiss and the attention of the crowd, watches him go with a smile on her face, knowing that once the game is over, it’s their time to relax and enjoy the night together.

Yn waits just outside the locker room, bundled up and leaning against the wall, her breath forming small clouds in the chilly air. Her eyes light up when she finally sees Mackiah emerge, his hockey equipment slung over his shoulder, his hair still damp from his quick post-game shower, and that familiar, irresistible smile playing on his lips. He looks more relaxed now, his adrenaline beginning to settle, but the warmth in his gaze is all for her.

As soon as he spots her, Yn rushes over, wrapping her arms around him in another tight hug. This time, she can really feel his warmth without all the bulk of his hockey gear, and it makes her smile as she presses her face against his chest. His body heat instantly melts the last of the cold that clings to her. Mackiah chuckles softly, hugging her back just as tightly, enjoying the quiet moment with her now that the game is behind him.

“Much better, huh?” he teases softly, kissing the top of her head. Yn nods, content to be close to him without the layers of padding and equipment between them. She’s finally starting to thaw out, both from the cold and from the excitement of the game. Together, they make their way out of the rink, hand in hand, already looking forward to a cozy meal and some time away from the noise of the arena—just the two of them.

After walking together through the cool night air, Mackiah and Yn reach his car, still holding hands. The cold has started to fade away now that they’re close and the excitement of the game has settled. Once inside the warmth of the car, Mackiah starts the engine, glancing over at Yn with a soft smile. As they pull out of the parking lot, he reaches for her hand again, squeezing it gently while they chat about the game, the crowd, and their plans for the rest of the evening.

Instead of asking where to go, Mackiah already has a destination in mind—their favorite café, the cozy little spot where they first met a few years ago. It’s become their special place, and he knows Yn loves it just as much as he does. The drive there is quiet, comfortable, with soft music playing in the background. Both of them are savoring the familiarity of this tradition, as it feels like a perfect way to wind down after his games.

When they arrive, the café is just as warm and inviting as always, with the soft glow of its lights spilling out onto the sidewalk. They park the car and walk inside, greeted by the scent of freshly brewed coffee and the cozy, welcoming atmosphere. The memories of their first meeting here seem to hang in the air, a constant reminder of how far they’ve come. As they sit down at their usual table by the window, Mackiah shoots Yn a playful grin, like he always does when they come here, as if to say, “Remember when we didn’t know this would become our spot?”.

Now, with the noise of the arena far behind them, they settle in, ready to enjoy a meal, some warm drinks, and, more importantly, each other’s company—right where their story first began.

After spending some time enjoying their favorite café, the warmth of each other’s company, and the comfort of the familiar place, Mackiah and Yn start to feel the weariness of the day setting in. The excitement from the game, the cold, and the coziness of the café have begun to catch up with them, and they both agree it’s time to head home. Whether it’s to Mackiah’s place or Yn’s, they already know how the night will end—wrapped in each other’s arms, spending the rest of the evening cuddling.

As they exit the café and begin walking toward Mackiah’s car, laughing softly about a shared joke, a figure suddenly appears in their path. It’s a guy from the opposing team, one of the players Mackiah had just played against. His eyes are sharp, and there’s an unsettling edge to his smile as he approaches them. Mackiah immediately senses something off about him—his scent gives away the truth. Like Mackiah, this guy is a werewolf too, though not someone Mackiah’s particularly familiar with.

The guy strides up, his posture cocky, and looks Yn up and down before saying something out of line, something crass and disrespectful that instantly makes Yn uncomfortable. Mackiah’s smile fades in an instant, his expression hardening as he steps protectively in front of her. His pulse quickens, anger boiling in his chest as the stranger’s words hang in the air.

“Watch your mouth,” Mackiah growls, his voice low and dangerous, the wolf in him already starting to stir. But the other guy just smirks, clearly enjoying the reaction he’s provoked.

Before either of them realizes it, the tension breaks, and the two werewolves clash. Mackiah moves swiftly, fueled by rage, stepping forward to shove the guy back. The force of his push causes the other player to stumble, but he’s quick to retaliate, snapping back with a punch aimed at Mackiah’s jaw. It’s clear neither of them is holding back, their heightened strength and reflexes making the fight dangerous. Their primal instincts start to take over as their eyes glow faintly in the dim streetlight, muscles tensing as they grapple with one another.

Yn stands back, alarmed but knowing how strong Mackiah is. Her heart races, and though she’s worried, she’s seen glimpses of his strength before. “Mackiah, stop!” she calls out, trying to cut through the intensity of the fight.

But Mackiah is in full protective mode now, and it takes all of his willpower to hold back from letting his werewolf nature fully take control. He snarls at the guy, teeth bared, ready to end the fight for good, but something in Yn’s voice finally reaches him. He pulls back, his chest heaving with exertion, and glares at the other guy, who’s still smirking but visibly shaken.

“You ever say anything like that to her again,” Mackiah says, his voice dangerously low, “and I’ll make sure you regret it.”

The guy scoffs but doesn’t say another word, clearly realizing he’s outmatched. With one last glare, he walks away, leaving Mackiah standing there, tense but victorious. Yn rushes over to him, wrapping her arms around him to calm him down, her touch bringing him back from the edge.

“You okay?” she asks softly, her voice steady but filled with concern.

Mackiah nods, his breathing still heavy as he pulls her close, his protective instincts settling back into something softer. “Yeah,” he says quietly, “I’m fine now.”

Together, they make their way back to the car, both of them knowing they’ll feel much better once they’re home, far away from the chaos of the night. All Mackiah wants now is to hold Yn close, safe in his arms, and leave the anger behind.

It isn’t until they finally arrive at Mackiah’s place, the adrenaline from the fight having worn off, that Yn notices something she hadn’t seen before. As they step into the warm glow of the hallway, she gets a clearer look at Mackiah’s face and her heart sinks a little. There’s a small bruise forming on his cheek, and a thin cut just beneath it—a reminder of the fight from earlier. Considering Mackiah’s werewolf nature, bruises and injuries like this are rare. It must have been one hell of a punch to leave a mark.

“Hey,” Yn says softly, her fingers gently brushing over his cheek, her concern evident in her eyes. “You’re hurt.”

Mackiah just chuckles, brushing it off with a dismissive shrug. “It’s nothing,” he insists, clearly unfazed by the cut. For him, it’s hardly worth worrying about—his werewolf healing will take care of it soon enough. But the way Yn fusses over him, her human concern evident in every little movement, brings a soft smile to his face. She’s already moving towards the bathroom, determined to clean up the small wound, despite his protests.

Yn grabs the first aid kit from his bathroom, and when she returns, Mackiah’s sitting on the edge of the couch, watching her with an amused look. She kneels in front of him, her touch gentle but focused as she cleans the cut, dabbing it with antiseptic before covering it with a small bandage. She’s so careful, her brow furrowed in concentration, as if this tiny injury is a much bigger deal than Mackiah makes it out to be. He finds it impossibly cute.

“You really don’t have to worry about it, Yn,” he says, a teasing lilt in his voice. “It’ll be gone by tomorrow, I promise.”

“Maybe,” Yn replies, her tone serious despite the small smile tugging at her lips, “but I still want to take care of you. Let me fuss, okay?”

Mackiah can’t help but chuckle again, his heart swelling at how much she cares. For someone who could easily shake off a bruise or a cut, it’s moments like this that remind him how different they are—but also, how much he loves those differences. Yn’s human vulnerability and kindness balance out the raw strength he has as a werewolf. And seeing her this concerned over something so small makes him appreciate her even more.

When she’s done, she looks at him with satisfaction, as if she’s just finished tending to a much more serious injury. Mackiah leans in, wrapping his arms around her waist, and pulls her up onto his lap, holding her close. “Thank you, nurse Yn,” he murmurs with a playful grin. “I feel so much better now.”

Yn rolls her eyes but can’t help but smile, feeling the warmth of his arms around her. She presses a gentle kiss to his uninjured cheek and then rests her head against his chest, finally feeling like the chaos of the evening is behind them. Now, with the night quiet around them and the world outside far away, they can finally relax, just the two of them.

A lot can happen when you date a werewolf but two things are sure, Mackiah would never let anyone hurt Yn and he would always make sure she was warm, and if she’s cold, he’ll hug her until she’s warm again. 

[mirisss]

Your Warm Embrace

Choi Kyrell x afab! reader

Wordcount ≈ 1.2k

Warnings: None I think, let me know if  I should add any! 

Thank you for the request! I’m so happy to receive an Ampers&one request! I hope you like it! 

Prompts used: 1. "Is that my hoodie?" - "It was cold you know" 16. member wrapping a blanket around (y/n) when they are sitting on the couch and watching a show. 17. (y/n) snuggling up to member because i'ts cold.

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Third Person POV

(Y/n) and Kyrell had been out playing in the snow for hours, building snowmen, making snow angels, having a snowball war, dancing, and most of all, just having fun with each other. Kyrell made one last snowball as the two youngsters decided to return inside as the cold was becoming too much. The icy winds penetrated their thick coats, through the layers of clothing, all the way inside to their skin. “Let’s go inside and make some hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows!” (Y/n) said with a silly smile as she looked up at Kyrell, the boy got lost in her beautiful eyes that stole his heart long ago. The girl looked up at the boy whose smile was irresistible and bright as the sun. “Yeah, come on!” Kyrell said as he turned around and pretended to run toward his house. (Y/n) ran after him, not wanting to lose, pushing herself to run faster, ending up ahead of the boy. Kyrell took his chance, throwing the snowball he had made just a minute ago, he hit (Y/n)’s back, laughing out loud. (Y/n) stopped, turning around, glaring at the laughing boy, trying to seem mad but after only 3 seconds she began laughing too. 

After they had laughed like maniacs for a short moment, they went inside the house. “Um, I think I’m gonna jump in the shower a little quick, one of your snow attacks got inside my jacket, do you also want to shower or are you fine? Cause if you want to shower you can go first,” Kyrell blushed as it almost seemed like he was inviting (Y/n) to shower with him, something he would love to do someday but not yet. “I think I’m fine, I’ll just stay out here and prepare the hot chocolate, and I’m choosing the first movie!” Kyrell let out a fake whine at the thought of (Y/n) choosing the movie as she often chooses horror movies or really bad movies, but he was fine with it as long as he got to spend time with her. 

And so, Kyrell went to shower while (Y/n) rummaged through his kitchen to find everything she needed for the hot chocolate. After a few minutes, she felt herself getting colder, the hours spent outside in the snow finally getting to her. (Y/n) didn’t have any warmer long sleeves with her other than her thick winter coat, which would be too warm to have inside. (Y/n) went over to Kyrell’s room, walked inside, and opened his closet, finding his 100 hoodies on display, taking her favorite one, and putting it on. Then she returned to the kitchen, to finish the hot chocolate. 

Kyrell hurriedly got dressed after finishing his shower, feeling a lot better now. He jogged out to the kitchen, finding (Y/n) singing and dancing along to some music as she was putting marshmallows on the cream in two cups, filled with hot chocolate. Kyrell didn’t notice the hoodie she was wearing until she turned around scream-singing the lyrics to the song at him. He looked her up and down, finally noticing the familiar hoodie that covered her upper body. “Is that my hoodie?” (Y/n) looked down a little shyly, chuckling a little awkwardly. “It was cold you know,” Kyrell just laughed, he felt a little ashamed at how much he liked seeing (Y/n) in his clothes. His heart skipped a beat at the thought of her borrowing his clothes if they ever dated. “It looks good on you,” (Y/n)’s cheeks reddened even more at the compliment. Choi Kyrell, if you only knew how you make me feel. 

“Come on, let’s drink the chocolate before it gets cold,” (Y/n) said as she took her cup, running over to the living room where she had chosen a movie for them to watch. Kyrell took his cup and followed after the girl that he loved so dearly both as a friend and more. He put his cup down on the table, glancing at (Y/n), noticing that she still seemed a bit cold. “Here, put this on,” He took the blanket that hung on his side of the couch, putting it over (Y/n)’s legs. “Thanks, but what about you? There’s only one blanket,” She said, a cute pout on her face tempting Kyrell to kiss her. He may not have done it in real life, but he sure did in his dream world. 

Halfway through the movie, the two cups were empty, and both youngsters felt warmer and tired after their day as they lay on the couch. (Y/n) kept glancing at Kyrell from the corner of her eye, trying not to make it obvious. He looked so good with his hair a bit messy after his shower, his eyes frantically moving around as he focused on the screen, and the way his skin was glowing, he looked like a god in such an ordinary setting. (Y/n) moved a bit closer to the boy, Kyrell noticed her movements, turning his eyes from the movie to his best friend beside him, giving her a questioning look. “I’m still a bit cold,” (Y/n) said, it was a lie, she wasn’t cold, she had both Kyrell’s hoodie and the blanket covering her, but she knew that her friend would do anything he could to help her if he believed she was cold. “Come on closer then, we can share the blanket and some warmth,” He smiled widely at her, excited at the thought of cuddling with (Y/n). 

Through the remaining half of the movie, the two cuddled on the couch, (Y/n) rested her head against Kyrell’s chest with one of his arms around the girl’s shoulders. The blanket covered their legs as they silently celebrated in their heads at the feeling of being so coupley. “Ky,” “Mm, yeah?” Both of them whispered lowly, afraid that if they spoke normally, the moment would be ruined. “I think I’m in love with you,” Kyrell’s heart began beating faster. “What?” (Y/n) took a deep breath before she sat up. “I said I think I’m in love with you, but it’s a lie, I don’t think I am, I know I am,” Kyrell’s smile grew wider and brighter than ever. He reached out and pulled (Y/n) down toward his chest again, (Y/n) was surprised to find herself pressed tightly against him. “I love you too, and I’m not ready to let go of you yet so get comfortable, I want to cuddle for a year,” (Y/n) giggled before she moved around a little, making herself comfortable as Kyrell put on a show in the background. Playing with his girlfriend’s hair as he closed his eyes, reveling in the feeling of holding the love of his life. 

[mirisss]

Secret Sweethearts

Na Kamden x model female! reader

Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy it! 

Wordcount ≈ 874

Warnings: None I think,

Third Person POV

Na Kamden and (Y/n) met at their agency, FNC, an agency known to have both talented idols, actors, and models. Na Kamden, the talented rapper and dancer of Ampers&one, and (Y/n), the rising model star of the fashion world. The two ran into each other at the agency’s cafeteria, Kamden turned around quickly and without knowing there was someone behind him, he accidentally knocked into the person behind him, that someone just happened to be, (Y/n). 

“Oh, I’m sorry, are you okay?” Kamden asked, an embarrassed look on his face, the girl in front of him was very attractive, he thought he was dreaming because she had to be an angel. “Yeah, I’m fine, don’t worry, I guess it’s my fault too for walking so close to someone,” (Y/n) chuckled, her smile set off a thousand butterflies in Kamden, he wanted to get to know her better. “I’m Na Kamden, of Ampers&One, by the way,” He reached his hand out so that the two could shake hands. “I’m (Y/n), I’m a model,” She took his hand and they gently shook it up and down. 

“It was nice meeting you, Kamden, unfortunately, I have to leave now, but I hope I’ll see you again,” (Y/n) smiled and waved at him before she hurried away to her manager, ready for her next photoshoot. 

After that accident, the two kept meeting up at the agency, eventually they exchanged phone numbers, and became closer than ever. Soon enough, the two were dating. In the beginning, it was easy to hide their relationship as they rarely ever had schedules at the same places. It wasn’t until FNC was doing a special end-of-year video shoot with some of their newest talents, including (Y/n), Kamden, and some other people from the agency. 

Behind the scenes it was easy, just talking like friends, or more, no one would know. “Hey, darling, how have you been? Haven’t seen you in a while,” (Y/n) gave Kamden a quick hug before someone could point a camera in their direction. “Hi, I’m good, a little tired, I just came back from Milano, so pretty jetlagged, how are you?” If anyone would pay attention then they could easily see just how in love these two are as their eyes sparkle while looking at one another, how they naturally draw one another closer, the way they lean in when the other speaks. “I’m good now that you’re here,” 

A staff member called Kamden’s name, meaning the two had to separate now, before he had to leave, Kamden quickly said “I’ll come over to your place tonight,” To which, (Y/n) only nodded. A few hours later it was time for the ending shoot off the video, all the people who had participated stood lined up beside each other, (Y/n) and Kamden, had ended up beside one another, luckily they stood in the second line of people, so no one could see that they were holding hands, a secret for only the couple to know. 

“This has been FNC wishing you all a merry Christmas and a happy New Year,” (Y/n) said her line, at as she finished it, Kamden gently squeezed her hand, and then he continued with his line. “We hope you all have enjoyed all the content from this year and that you are looking forward to next year's content and events!” (Y/n) moved before she could think about the consequences and she turned to look at her secret boyfriend, sparkling eyes, and lovesick smile, but she quickly turned back to face the camera, almost hoping for the director to call ‘cut’ and they would have to redo it because of her mistake. But the ‘cut’ never came, the staff was too focused on the two actors acting out their parts of the video. (Y/n) would have to hope that her action wasn’t caught on camera. But a small part of her, and Kamden, wished people knew so they wouldn’t have to love each other in secret. 

Later that night, after the shoot was over, and everyone had returned home, there was a gentle knock on (Y/n)’s door, one she recognized very well. She opened the door to find her boyfriend standing there, takeout in his hands as well as a small bouquet of her favorite flowers. “Happy anniversary, my love,” He said the second she opened the door. “Happy anniversary, Kammie,” He stepped inside the apartment, the door closing behind him, (Y/n) took the flowers from his hand, smelling them, and then she reached up, kissing him on the cheek. “Thank you for the flowers,” Kamden blushed, walking over to the living room, and putting down the takeout on the table, before he turned back to (Y/n), still stunned by her beauty, just like the first day they met, he walked over, leaning down a little, and placed a loving kiss on her lips. “Thank you, for loving me, even if we have to do it in secret,” 

And so the couple spent their first anniversary, in secret, just as happily as anyone else.