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Pining After You pt. 2 [hc]

Anon requested a part 2 to Pining After You featuring Tendou, Iwa, and Bokuto 😍😍😍 this one has slightly mature themes so please read with caution!

Tendou;

Tendou must have some ridiculous masochistic side to be so ridiculously head over heels for you.

Which he totally does but we ain’t here for kinks.

Being Tendou’s best friend was really easy for you, even if no one else really wanted to be, he was funny and kind and you really didn’t mind his quirks and oddities.

For the last three years, he was practically glued to your hip. He’d walk you to class, platonically holding your hand before telling you that he would see you at lunch or be back to walk you home from school.

Literally everyone in the third year, and probably second as well, knew that Tendou loved you. Like hardcore in love with you.

He knew the basics like what your favorite color was, your favorite foods, movies you loved. He also knew your fears, and declared to try to protect you from them, even if they weren’t fears in which he could do that.

Tendou even knew more intimate details, like how you preferred to hold hands with your right one or that you always needed a blanket over your feet when the two of you cuddled up and watched a movie together.

Homework and study dates were surprisingly your guys’ thing. Whenever you felt the need to get out of the house, a trip to a local coffee shop was a must—Tendou knows your order by heart. No matter how complicated it may be.

Dinner dates were also a big favorite for the both of you. Being in high school, it was hard to afford the finer things in life, but when you could splurge on a nice meal, you and Tendou were all for it. Complete with purposely ordering different meals so you could share with the other.

Literally, all of Shiratorizawa was confused as to how you two weren’t already dating???

“It’s platonic, and it’s rather cute.” Was always Tendou’s response.

“No, you idiot, it’s one sided.” Probably Semi Semi said this, but everyone has said some variation of it.

When it came to asking you about this relationship, you were so goddamn oblivious you swore that even Ushiwaka wanted to ram his head into a wall for Tendou’s sake.

“What do you mean we’re dating?? He doesn’t like me like that?? He’s always held my hand and walked me to class since the first time we ever talked??”

💀💀💀 RIP TENDOU.

Poor boy laid it on so thick that you literally couldn’t even tell.

Y’all were a lost cause.

N e ways, the two of you are walking home from one of your dinner dates on a Saturday night, holding hands and shit.

Tendou, in a very Tendou Satori fashion, stops everything he’s doing, letting go of you when he knows that you aren’t walking forward without him.

“We graduate next week.” His voice is kinda off, no bubbly chirp or teasing drawl.

“I know, Satori, we’re in the same year ya dork.”

“And we’re going to be going away to Uni.” Okay, Tendou playing captain obvious? Weird.

“Tendou, we’re going to the same university, we decided this two years ago.” The collective pronoun sends a pang through his heart and, whether it was out of love or pain, he was unsure.

He had never been so unsure of anything in his life. Not loving you, no. He would never regret that.

“What would you do if I kissed you right now?”

ASDFHGKSLWNTI.

Despite all of your intimate moments, Tendou never put his lips anywhere near you, a vow you never knew he made to himself. He couldn’t—not without agreeing to throw himself off the deep end.

“Wait, what?” Instead of asking the question again, Tendou takes a step closer to you, closing the gap by wrapping his arms around your waist. You respond by reaching up on your tiptoes and holding his cheeks in the palm of your hands.

“I’ve always loved you.”

Iwaizumi;

My baby Iwa!! I’m gonna destroy him :-)

He questions himself every single day, how and why the fuck he fell in love with someone on the “meme team”.

The meme team being you, Makki, and Mattsun.

By second year, the three of you were so tight knit, it was natural that you would always be at their practices and matches.

Everybody thought you were dating one or both of them because of how protective they were of you.

You were an absolute joker. Sarcastic, dirty, walking troller—he has no idea how his crush even started.

Yes he does. It started with jokes during second year, when he overheard you saying that if Makki got a service ace during practice you’d suck his dick.

You were joking, your friends knew you were joking, but Iwaizumi went home that evening, wondering if you had followed through with it and couldn’t help but be jealous.

This went on for nearly everyday for a year, slowly killing him on the inside. The laughter that bubbled past your lips when you were with them, the way you would smile in pride when they scored a point. His favorite was when your friends would pick you up and carry you chest to chest when they won a match, parading you around with your ass juttng out just a little bit as your legs wrapped around their torso.

Why couldn’t he be the one carrying you? The reason you were smiling and laughing? He hated that he wanted to be the reason.

One particular practice, Iwaizumi had enough of it. His game was off entirely—every spike he made was either out of bounds or blocked by his teammates.

One of his spikes accidentally hit you in the face.

ASKLRNGKFOHMYGODHEHITYOUINTHEFACE.

Immediately, he rushed over to your side, his face redder than a cherry as he stuttered out an apology. “I am so sorry, are you—“

But you were laughing. That angelic, chime of a harp that was your laughter slowly transitioned into a bellowing guffaws. Why were you laughing?! Your nose was bleeding! “If you wanted to talk to me so bad, you could have done literally anything but that.”

Makki and Mattsun are in the background howling like hyenas.

Ever the gentleman he was, Iwaizumi walks you towards the athletic trainers office, trying to ignore what you had said to him moments ago. But you weren’t gonna let it go, hell no.

“An unforgettable first date.” You tried again, knowing full well your fellow third year was always staring and gawking at you. He wasn’t exactly subtle.

“This isn’t a time for jokes, your nose could be broken.” But Iwaizumi was loving the attention right now. Although, he couldn’t help but feel that you were treating him the same way you treated your friends, causing his envy to rise again.

“It’s only fair. I broke your heart, you break my nose.”

“What???” 💀💀💀

“Bro, you’re so obvious. Good to know our plan to make you jealous worked.” It. Was. PlaNED?! Iwaizumi was a murky, muddled mess of emotions—angry, jealous, embarrassed were only a few he could name off hand.

“So you knew.”

“You’re not exactly subtle, baby.” The pet name succeeds in flustering Iwaizumi even more, even as the two of you sat in the trainer’s office with an ice pack over your nose.

“So why didn’t you ever say anything?”

“I wanted to tease you.” The salacious grin on your lips doesn’t go past him this time.

“I’ll show you teasing.”

Bokuto;

Bokuto weakness #38: you.

This particular weakness, Akaashi noticed, sent Bokuto through a wave of emotions, rather than immediately switching into his emo mode. Perhaps he would never understand it, but he was still able to discern which part of the wave Bokuto was in.

If his sole focus on you, Bokuto would be overwhelmingly touchy no matter who he was in contact with. Unfortunately for the setter, that usually meant him but he was used to it by now.

From what Akaashi could gather, it was because all he wanted was to physically touch you in some way, shape, or form and he had no way of doing so, so he settled on touching everybody else.

He would start getting loud—louder than normal, louder than thunder. Perhaps Bokuto thought that his volume would somehow transcend other noises in the vicinity and make you hear him, wherever you were. Didn’t matter if he was in the classroom or at the gym, he wanted to be heard.

When he decided that you didn’t, Bokuto’s emo side would come out. His mind would begin to spiral, thinking of how he would never have a chance with you and he was forever cursed to never have you by his side. Unfortunately, Akaashi could only fix this during matches, as you were present as a member of the cheerleading squad.

“Bokuto, she’s watching you.” Whether you actually were or not didn’t matter, because Bokuto would immediately bring his A game. He could never look to see if you were, because he was afraid that would make his feelings obvious for you.

It was when Akaashi wasn’t there that served to be the problem, as nobody could stop his spiraling.

It came as no surprise to him that he developed a crush on you. You were happy, upbeat, and didn’t have a mean bone in your body. Everyone else thought it was just because you were a cheerleader, but Bokuto wasn’t shallow.

It was your kindness that drew him in like the warmth and glow of a candle, or like having a hot chocolate on a cold, winter evening. Bokuto wanted that warmth in his life. But he also knew it was an unattainable dream since he didn’t even know how to strike up a conversation with you.

It wasn’t until the Fukurodani sports awards ceremony that was held at the end of the year to commemorate and celebrate all of the school teams that he had even been closer than 10 feet to you.

The event was held every year as a send off to the third year captains, with the cheerleaders walking, arms linked at the elbow, with each captain to present them to the school in addition to the celebration of their achievements. In every cheerleaders free arm was a bouquet of flowers that they were to give to their respective partners.

You just so happened to be paired up with Bokuto.

He swears up and down that his heart stopped multiple times that night, or he thought the entire event was a figment of his imagination.

“Being presented by second year cheer squad member, [lastname] [name], is captain of the Fukurodani Volleyball Club, Bokuto Koutarou!” He deadass didn’t know you were only a second year

The smile you gave when everybody began clapping for him made Bokuto melt. Like a proud girlfriend.

“Congratulations, Bokuto.” You handed him the bouquet while the two of you were still on the stage, the principal listing off the volleyball team’s accomplishments.

He couldn’t stop the word vomit from coming you.

“Will you go on a date with me?” He didn’t know how to start a normal conversation, so he just skipped straight to the point. By now, the principal’s announcements had stopped, the venue had gone quiet, and everybody in the room had heard Bokuto’s question.

...

The silence was deafening and all he wanted to do was bury his head in the nearest trash can. Why why WHY DID HE JUST SAY THAT—

“Pick me up at 8 on Saturday?” The volleyball team, his team, began slow clapping until every sports team had joined in with various screams of support coming from voices he wasn’t familiar with.

Unsure of what to do with himself, he started poking your cheek. “Is this real life or am I dreaming?”

You could only laugh before dragging him off the stage so the principal could continue with the ceremony. “It’s very real, Bokuto.” The warmth that he was desperate to feel suddenly filled his chest like hot wax.

“I didn’t think you even knew I existed.” He blurts out.

“What, you think it’s a coincidence that I was your partner for tonight?”

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[ @iinauras​ : Multiples of 5, if applicable / o/    (meme link) ]

BASICS 5 : When’s their birthday?      Who knows!  He wasn’t born on Earth and it’s difficult for him to calculate the exact day and month even if he’s managed to approximate his age in Earth years 

APPEARANCE 5 : Do they have any physical ailments or disabilities?      Not really!  683 is relatively healthy, they aren’t quite in peak physical condition because earth food isn’t the greatest for them and they’re very limited in what they can eat.  despite being a little sickly thin, they’re still entirely able-bodied

BACKGROUND 5 : Where do they currently live? What’s their place like?      most of the rps on my account take place in the verse where 683 has come to Earth already but they’re still pretty new (think one to two years).  they live in the london/UK (unfortunately) on a very touristy street near carnaby, which is where a lot of very tacky 60s nostalgia festers and rots, specifically a 2nd hand vintage clothing store (hence where he gets his fits).  sid is an employee at the store, and sid, priscilla and 683 are in the apartment above it.  it’s only a two bedroom apartment so 683 just sleeps on the couch.  he doesn’t have many possessions, but most of his old stuff (his old communication device, his old uniform) is kept in a drawer chest underneath the TV set,  and he otherwise keeps his clothes in priscilla’s room, and his books/magazines/trinkets in a pile by the television.  sid is deeply dissatisfied with modern life because its Hard so he has an intense nostalgia for the 60s/70s, and the apartment decor reflects that; 683 was actually shocked that the real world on earth wasnt an austin powers movie because all the media they consumed (all the books, dvds, television, posters, culture, etc) in sid’s house made it seem like it was still 1969  

RELATIONSHIPS 5 : Who do they hate? Do they have any enemies?      683 doesn’t really hate anyone; they dislike plenty of people, but not outright HATRED, and they really dont have any enemies (they’re not worth it).  in the broader context of the story that i havent really finished working on yet, there’s a local photographer/influencer who constantly makes fun of 683 for being a total loser and 683 doesn’t HATE her as much as he’s scared of her and torments himself reading her instagram posts talking about what a total dork he is and how bad his band sucks.  on atomina, 682 (to the right of 683′s room, 684 had the room to the left) also thinks 683 is a total idiot and doesn’t really hold back voicing his opinion that 683 is a waste of resources, time, effort, etc. and 683 is a lazy clown.  clearly 683 doesnt like these people but i doubt he hates them

FUN FACTS 5 : What position do they sleep in?      haha ... on a couch so ... curled up teeny tiny so they dont fall off and hit their head on the coffee table

FUN FACTS 10 : What songs remind you of them? [ wonderboy by the kinks ] [ the party’s crashing us by of montreal ] [ evening wear by mindless self indulgence ]  [ maok pi naok by ros sereysothea and sinn sisamouth ] [ lady stardust by david bowie ] i wont explain these because everyone already hates me for having such a long post on the dash

FUN FACTS 15 : Do they follow any religions/gods? Do they celebrate holidays?      683 is technically an atheist, but they wouldn’t call themselves that because the notion of religion doesn’t exist where they’re from (ergo lack of religion is just the default). they think religion is bizarre but charming.  there’s the tiniest bit of ancestor worship in their planet, but not like you would think: they just make effort to commemorate those who passed away before them, but they do not entertain beliefs of afterlife, that the deceased watch over them, etc. just general appreciation for their work.  683′s planet also doesn’t have holidays, but on earth, they celebrate the holidays that their friends do. so 683 celebrates holi, diwali, etc. because of sid and new years, christmas, etc because of priscilla. 

[winterune]

So, to commemorate Takahiro Sakurai’s 45th birthday and that FF7 remake is actually happening, I’m going to do another Top 5 Favorite Roles. Here’s my Top 5 Favorite Takahiro Sakurai Roles (and for once, I’m on time yaaayy!!) :

#1: Cloud Strife - Final Fantasy VII

Yes, I’m sorry, I’m an FF trash and I love Cloud. FF7 was the first FF I played, though not the first FF I finished, but still, to this day, it is among my top favorites, and Cloud is still one of my favorite characters and, if I’m being honest here, also one of my first fictional crushes. So when I saw Advent Children back in 2005 or so with Cloud in fully-rendered CG and voiced, I fell in love with him even more. He was the the first Sakurai role I heard and maybe I was biased then but I started following his work after that. And yeah, he may not be a top favorite (since I practically hear him everywhere so he’s not all that unique anymore), but Takahiro Sakurai as Cloud is still one of my favorite performances. Hearing him as Cloud in the new Remake trailer was just awesome! *eargasm* (I’m still squealing every time Cloud speaks. Pls let there be dual audio ><)

#2: Suzaku Kururugi - Code Geass

Can’t talk about this guy without mentioning Suzaku. As I have probably mentioned countless times, Code Geass is a favorite series, and Lelouch is among my top favorite characters. Suzaku comes really close. I love him, despite the flaws he definitely has. Suzaku x Euphy is one of my favorite tragic couples. Code Geass can’t exist without him. Quite a tragic character with a lot of emotional baggage. Sure I cried when he stabbed Lelouch, but it was Suzaku crying and his strained voice when he murmured Lelouch’s name for the last time that did me.

#3: Reigen Arataka - Mob Psycho 100

I have only just started the series this winter season and I have to say that I LOVE REIGEN SO MUCH!!! And Sakurai’s performance makes it all the more worth it! He’s just so cool! He’s awesome! He’s great! He’s flashy yet earnest and he’s a dork who comes up with things on the fly and people actually believe him like...what? xD He’s the perfect mentor Mob could ever ask for! Sure he has some shady sides, but he’s a good guy in his heart and I love him. And Reigen becomes alive with Sakurai voicing him! Aaahhhh XD

#4: Shogo Makishima - Psycho Pass

Yes, I will say that Shogo Makishima is one of the best anime villains ever! What makes Psycho Pass great is this amazing guy. A perfect philosophical man that you can’t help but agree to some of the points he make. And his ending was just perfect! Everything about him is perfect! Psycho Pass wouldn’t have succeeded without him.

#5: Yuuhei Azuma - Cross Game

And I just have to add Cross Game here because he is a favorite character and I just love Sakurai as Azuma. That cool, genius character that becomes endearing as the series goes on. 

Now for some honorable mentions:

HM1: Meme Oshino - Monogatari Series

I’m just sad that he only appears a lot in Bakemonogatari and only mostly got mentions in its sequels. I just like the guy so much and I actually like how he left at the end of Bake, but I’m still wishing he’ll appear again (haven’t finished the series). He was just so cool!

HM2: Takashi Hayashida - Sangatsu no Lion

I almost forgot about him! I loved him! Sangatsu no Lion was just filled with all these heart-warming characters to the brim and I love it so much! (where is season 3??? ><) and that also counts Hayashida-sensei. I often see him as a sort of guardian toward Rei. He clearly loves the kid so much that he even spends his lunch time with him. He has some dorky sides that makes him very lovable. 

HM3: Yuta Sakurai - Net-juu no Susume

Just going to add him here because Net-juu no Susume was a cute series and Yuta Sakurai was a cute character. Listening to Sakurai voicing this character always put a smile on my face because he’s just too cute and my heart can’t take it!!! AAAHHHHH

[dong-hyucks]

Monsta X Reaction: You Say ‘I Love You’ For The First Time

Requested * happy valentines day!! even if youre alone, you have kpop amirite? lmao in celebration, i guess, of vday, this one is extra long ^^ like really long holy shi

Masterlists

Shownu (Hyunwoo):

You and Hyunwoo had been dating for several months now-- your first anniversary coming up soon. On Valentine’s Day, to be exact. People expected the two of you to be one of those cliche movie couples, always in the honeymoon phase. Sadly, that wasn’t exactly the case. While you loved Hyunwoo with all your heart and he loved you just as much, neither of you have said it yet.

To commemorate your anniversary, Hyunwoo had been lucky enough to get the day off on the fourteenth. You had been planning your date for a whole week and you were so very excited. You were finally going to say ‘I love you.’ 

Minutes before Hyunwoo had said he would arrive, he called and said he was stuck in traffic and would take a few more minutes to get to your apartment. By the time he had actually arrived at your apartment, he was already half an hour late. “I’m sorry,” he repeated, guilty for being so late. You, of course, forgave him as you know he didn’t want to be late.

Moving on, your date would be at Eurwangni beach. The two of you would walk along the shoreline barefoot as you talked. When you finally reached your destination, a small tent the boys had been kind enough to set up beforehand, you took the opportunity to say it. “Hyunwoo,” you started, “thanks for dealing with me for a whole year.” He chuckled, pressing his lips to your temple. “I should be the one saying that,” he murmured against your skin.

After a moment of silence, you shifted so that you were facing him. You let in a deep breath, “Hyunwoo... I love you.” The shock was apparent on his face, so much to the point of it being comical, and he soon smiled widely. “I’ve been waiting to hear that-- I love you too, Y/N.”

Wonho (Hoseok): *spoilers for Uncontrollably Fond*

It was Valentine’s Day and what were you doing? Sitting in the dark lonesome of your living room, watching Uncontrollably Fond. Why were you spending such a romantic day alone when you have a boyfriend, you ask? Well, Hoseok had unfortunately been called, along with the boys, for a last minute interview, destroying the plans the two of you had set for today.

You weren’t mad, you’ve gotten used to him having to cancel plans due to his busy schedule. He was an idol after all, you couldn’t expect him to be free all of the time. Instead, you were merely disappointed. You were excited to spend the day in with Hoseok, dressed in comfy pyjamas, watching dramas whilst eating junk food. Alas, you were set to do those things alone. You were so enticed with the drama’s ending scene, that you did not see or hear your phone go off; a text from Hoseok.

As you watched Joon Young’s eyes flutter until they closed, you didn’t notice the tears streaming down your face. You were ugly sobbing when No Eul cried. A knock, which sounded more like a kick, sounded at your door, breaking you out of your drama world. Pausing the drama, albeit it practically being over, you sniffled as you bounded toward the door. Surprisingly, Hoseok was behind it, hands full with both stuffed animals and chocolate.

When he saw that you were crying, he immediately set the items down on the table next to the door and brought you in for a hug, confusing you. It was only then did you notice you were basically a mess. “Are you crying because I couldn’t make it? I’m here now!” He said, trying to make you smile. “Please don’t cry because of me,” he mumbled into your hair. You could almost hear the pout in his voice.

To his surprise you started laughing. “I’m not crying because of you,” you chuckled, “I was watching Uncontrollably Fond. It got sad so I started crying. You leaned back from the hug, placing your hands on his cheeks. He gave you a deadpanned expression. “You’re too cute,” you laughed again, leaning toward him. “I love you, Hoseok.” You could barely savour his surprised expression before you kissed him.

Minhyuk:

You shivered as you walked to MoMo Cafe. Minhyuk had told you the boys were going to perform a song there in honour of Valentine’s Day and had asked you to come. You, being as smart as you are, had forgotten to get enough money for a cab and had been too lazy to go back into your apartment building to get it, so you walked. Because logic.

You let out a breath, watching in fascination a small cloud formed in the air. You heard very loud chatter, and looked up happily to see the cafe just metres ahead of you. Unfortunately, it was very packed, as many Monbebes’ had come to watch the boys perform. You smiled, proud of them. Inside, you could see them talking amongst themselves, occasionally waving to the crowd of people. Luckily for you, Hoseok’s mother recognized you and pulled you inside and behind the counter.

“Thank you,” you said, grateful to be out of the cold. Now I feel bad for them, you thought looking at the people outside. Minhyuk saw you almost instantly after Mrs. Shin brought you in. Smiling, he nudged Hyunwoo, who in turn turned to the band behind them.

You watched in absolute adoration as the boys introduced themselves before the music began playing. You bobbed your head to the familiar tune of White Sugar. You smiled when Minhyuk looked over in your direction and winked. Everyone in your general direction let out small screams, thinking they were the ones he had directed the wink to. 

After the mini performance, the boys wished everyone a happy Valentine’s Day, before bounding off of their make-shift stage and to the kitchen, where you had eventually met them. “You did so well,” you complimented once you saw them. They thanked you, before letting you and Minhyuk have some privacy. “I love you,” he gushed, giving you an eskimo kiss. You blushed before replying, “I love you too, Minhyuk.”

Kihyun:

You felt miserable. You had just gotten into an argument with your boyfriend, Kihyun, over how affectionate you are on Valentine’s Day of all days. He had told you that he felt bad about the fact that you had been together for eight months and yet you hadn’t said ‘I love you’ to him, which had escalated to him storming out of your house. You, in all, were not a very affectionate person. You didn’t find it easy to express your emotions, even to those close to you.

The silence of your home hit you hard. You slid down your wall and simply cried. You don’t know how long you sat there, endless tears streaming down your cheeks as you subtly shook. You looked up when you heard the buzz of your phone. Thinking it was Kihyun, you crawled over to your bed and grabbed it, only to be disappointed. It was Minhyuk, asking if anything had happened between you and Kihyun. You simply replied with, I ruined everything.

You threw your phone back onto the bed and dropped your head into your hands. Minutes later, you heard the door open. You flinched at the sudden and very loud noise, followed by heavy footsteps. Not long after, Kihyun came into your room, panting. When he saw your shaking form, his expression crumbled into sadness.

He kneeled before you, but you kept your head down. “I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice cracking. You looked up from your hands, and his crestfallen expression multiplied when he saw the tears in your eyes. “It was horrible of me to say I was the only one loving in our relationship,” he said, his voice laced with shame and sadness. “You didn’t ruin everything,” and with that, you knew Minhyuk had shown him your text.

You watched with a heavy heart as he repeated his apology over and over. You pulled him to you, embracing him in a hug. You felt his shoulders shake as he wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you closer. You bit your lip nervously. “I’m sorry Kihyun,” you mumbled into his shoulder. He merely shook his head. “I love you.” If possible, his grip got tighter.

Hyungwon:

You and Hyungwon had the kind of relationship where you seemed more like best friends than lovers. What with the endless teasing, meme sending, name calling, etc. you were constantly misunderstood to be just friends. “I swear, everyone’s trying to friend-zone our relationship,” Hyungwon had once joked. But after a few months, you began to think about it. You loved Hyungwon a lot, although you’ve never said it, and you loved being his significant other.

But did he think of you in the same light? When Hyungwon asked you out, it wasn’t anything extravagant; he had a mouthful of ramyun, as did you, and he merely said ‘Hey, Y/N, go out with me,’ to which you simply nodded. You kept thinking about that to the point where the thought would pop up at random times in the day.

Hyungwon had happened to walk into your study, drink in hand, when you were thinking about it, and you just happened to be slamming your head onto your desk in frustration. “Whoa there, Y/N, calm down,” he said, raising a brow at you. You lifted your head to narrow your eyes at him and his mocking tone. “What’s up?” He asked, standing next to you. You let in a deep breath, mentally preparing yourself.

“I love you!” You exclaimed, shocking him. You watched as he choked on his drink, your hands shaking. You felt your face warm up, feeling embarrassed at your sudden outburst. “What?” He stuttered once he recovered. “I,” you paused, biting your lip, “I love you, Hyungwon.” He merely stared at you in shock. After a full minute, which you could consider the worst sixty seconds of your life, you felt your eyes water slightly. Were you suspicions true?

“That was,” he started, “sudden.” You frowned, was that all he had to say? “Where did that come from?” You let out a groan of frustration, narrowing your eyes at him. You explained the whole situation, starting with the confusion all the way up to your thoughts. “You think I don’t love you?” He asked, flabbergasted. His expression softened. “’Course I love you, you dork.”

Jooheon:

You sighed in contentment as you snuggled up to your boyfriend. Jooheon didn’t have a schedule on Valentine’s Day, so the two of you decided to hang out in your apartment. You had pushed your couches together, creating a bed of some sort, and had covered it in countless pillows and blankets for extra comfort. A movie was playing, but it went ignored as the two of you cuddled, laying on your sides, legs tangled together. Your eyes fluttered closed when he began to play with your hair.

“Y/N,” he mumbled. You hummed in response. “Don’t fall asleep on me,” he joked, chuckling. You opened you eyes and gave him a weak smirk. “How can I not when you’re playing with my hair like that?” You joked back. Immediately, he stopped, making you pout. Jooheon stared at you, a small smile on his face. “How did I get so lucky to have you?” He asked, more to himself than to you. You smiled back, “I should be saying that, not you.”

The two of you just enjoyed each other’s presence in silence for a while. You jumped slightly when your phone went off, a familiar ringtone disrupting the silence that once filled the room. “That’s your dad,” you laughed. Jooheon gave you a strange look, “why do you have my dad’s number?” Your laugh got louder as you rested your head on his chest. “Hyunwoo,” you corrected yourself. “He’s probably asking if you’re here,” you said. “It’s quite late,” you mentioned, looking at the clock on your wall.

You moved to answer the phone, only for Jooheon to hold you back with his arms and legs. “Jooheon,” you drawled, “I have to answer the phone.” He shook his head, bringing you closer to him. “No you don’t,” he countered. “Jooheon-” you let out a noise when he suddenly flipped you over so that you were beneath him. You could faintly hear your phone’s answering machine, but your heartbeat was much, much louder. Jooheon stared down at you.

Slowly, he got closer and closer until your lips met. The kiss was sensual and passionate, yet slow at the same time. When you parted, you were left breathless. “I love you,” you mumbled happily. He couldn’t hide his grin, joy overtaking him. “I love you so much, Y/N.”

I.M (Changkyun):

Monsta X was on tour, and you couldn’t help but feel really lonely. Normally you found things to distract yourself from missing Changkyun, but today it just hit you. Couples were literally everywhere and the store had been playing All In when you went grocery shopping. It didn’t help that it was Valentine’s Day, and everything was reminding you about Changkyun.

After texting him, you had managed to get him to FaceTime you when he was finished with his concert. You felt bad, since he could have used the time to rest, but your need to hear his voice was insatiable. You immediately smiled when the video connected, despite the awful quality. “Hey,” you greeted softly. He smiled in return, waving. “How was the concert?” You asked. 

“It was great,” his smile grew, “it would’ve been better if you were in the crowd.” You chuckled lightly, “you know I’m too broke for that. I’m a college student, Kyun.” He pouted slightly, but he acknowledged the fact. “You know,” you began, “for someone with an ‘allergy’ to aegyo, you’re being awfully cute right now.” His pout turned into a frown as he narrowed his eyes at you. “I’m not cute,” he mumbled. You laughed before pausing to stare at him.

“I’m sorry, you must be tired,” you murmured, noticing his eyes slowly closing. He shook his head, ruffling his hair. “It’s fine. I want to talk to you more than I want to sleep.” You frowned at him, “you just had a concert Kyun. I can wait until your rest day to call again.” He shook his head adamantly. “I’ve missed you and I want to talk to you now,” he drawled, almost to the point of a whine.

You laughed at his childishness, before sending him a heart and a kiss. “I’ve missed you too Kyun.” Silence fell upon the two of you, both mesmerized with the sight of the other. Smiling, you mumbled quietly, “I love you.” Despite your low voice, you could tell he heard it because he instantly grinned, happy that you finally said it. “I love you more than you think, Y/N.”

* damn okay this was long    i also have no idea where that kihyun angst came from tho

- Admin JK

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