#binu fluff

[blue-logos]

[fic] The (White) Elephant in the Room Astro, binu, background myungjin AO3-G, Christmas fluff ~2200 words It's time for the annual office white elephant gift exchange, which is really a competition for who can give the worst gift. Bin thinks he can win. Everyone is surprised when Dongmin has the worst taste in gifts - for himself.

[arohawrites]

Secret

Genre: fluff, a little bit of angst, Wolf!Bin

Word count: 1,771

Warnings: None

Part 1||Part 2

Eunwoo found Bin in their room, pacing back and forth like an animal first time in a cage. He wouldn’t want to describe his roommate in that manner but that’s how he sees him.

“What should I do?” Bin kept murmuring but the words won’t get to Eunwoo.

“Binnie?” he called. The man’s shoulder jolted, he didn’t even notice that Eunwoo already arrived.

“Huh?” Bin responded seconds later, he’s obviously preoccupied with whatever bothering him.

“Are you okay? Something wrong with classes?” Eunwoo asked. He already knew that Bin will never tell anything to him, but he kept asking, every single time.

“Nothing, I’ll cook dinner” just how Eunwoo predicted.

Moon Bin exited their room. Bin hardly volunteered in cooking so Eunwoo assumes that it’s the first excuse that went on his mind.

He sighed and sat on his bed, he’ve only known Bin for six months, but he already got his pattern. They’re studying at the same university and end up sharing an apartment so they can cut off each other’s expenses.

Eunwoo didn’t plan to live with someone (especially when there’s only one bedroom available and your roommate is inhumanly attractive). He has a huge crush on his roommate but he swore to himself that he’ll keep it to himself.

But who wouldn’t like someone as Bin? He’s the kindest guy he ever met, compassionate to everything that he does and did Eunwoo already mentioned that Bin is inhumanly attractive? Because yes, he really is.

The thing is, Bin is obviously hiding something from him. It always happen once a month, he’ll be inattentive and moody. Bin yelled at him the first month and he almost cried in front of him. Eunwoo simply asked a question!

Bin didn’t go home that day and came back the next day and apologized profusely to him.

It always happen without fail. His attitude would suddenly change, he’ll be gone for a night then comes back the next day as if nothing happened. He tried asking him but it would always be a change of topic until Eunwoo eventually got used to it. He’s still dying to know the reason behind Bin’s actions but Eunwoo won’t step out of his boundaries, after all, they’re just roommates.

Eunwoo came out after changing clothes, he saw Bin still busy cooking. He went inside the kitchen and helped him set the table.

“What the?!” Bin exclaimed. The plate slipped on Eunwoo’s hand and a loud crash is heard in the kitchen.

“Sorry, I’ll clean it” Bin’s mood change might be contagious because Eunwoo is not on his right mind too.

He mindlessly picked up the shards from the shattered plate. “Ah!” His finger jerked up, letting go of the piece of shard that cut his finger.

“Damn” Bin cursed under his breath. Why would Eunwoo do this to him, why now?

He pulled Eunwoo up and lead him in the living room. “Sit there and for the goodness of the world, don’t do anything stupid” Bin scolded.

Eunwoo can’t help but burrow his head. Bin is not usually like this. He kept reminding himself.

Bin came back with a first aid kit. He took Eunwoo’s bleeding finger and rubbed the cotton with disinfectant to clean his wound.

Eunwoo flinched and bit his lower lip in pain, Bin sighed and gently brought Eunwoo’s wounded finger near his lips and blew air in the wounded area. Finally, Bin picked up a band-aid and applied it to Eunwoo’s finger.

“Stay here, I’ll call you when the food is ready” Bin simply said and left without notice. Eunwoo is most thankful that Bin left because he can feel his face and ears heating up!

Bin did that! He’s screaming inside.

They ate in silence after the little incident, “Right, I forgot to mention that I won’t be here tomorrow. My mother wanted me to go home this weekend, I’ll be back Sunday night”

Bin’s mood lit up as he heard Eunwoo’s words. “Really?” Bin asked. Eunwoo didn’t know why he’s being hurt with Bin’s sudden enthusiasm.

“Yeah, I’ll leave tomorrow morning” Eunwoo added impassively.

–

Bin breathed in relief. Eunwoo saved him more than he can know.

He’s lucky to find a roommate that can endure his excessive mood change. He’s trying hard to control himself during the forthcoming of the full moon where his wolf couldn’t contain its thrill, making his senses all sensitive.

Bin hates it when he ends up pouring all of his frustration to Eunwoo. He remembered Eunwoo’s expression when he accidentally yelled at him months ago. He doesn’t want that to happen again.

He’s panicking earlier because the forest where he stays during the full moon is now claimed to be private property by some rich person and now, he has nowhere to go.

He’s been living like this for the past five years. They all thought that he’s human, they thought that he didn’t take after his mother who died to give birth to a hybrid like him. Bin and his father managed to keep his secret but he’s on his own now that he’s away to study.

He doesn’t know where he would go for the next months but at least, he got a month spared with Eunwoo leaving their apartment. Hopefully, he wouldn’t shred anything into pieces in their house tomorrow night.

–

Eunwoo woke up early for his trip, Bin is still sleeping on his bed like the usual. He wanted to wake him up and tell him that he’s leaving but Bin looked so happy when he heard that he’s leaving so might as well leave without notice.

He knows that he’s being petty for being annoyed but he can’t help it. He’s hurt and Bin wouldn’t care less if he leaves anyway.

Bin woke up as he heard Eunwoo moving around. “You’re already leaving?” Bin asked, rubbing his sleep off.

Eunwoo is surprised that he managed to wake Bin up since he sleeps like a log. Did he make so much noise because he’s annoyed?

“Yes” Eunwoo answered with a straight face, he’s still sulky.

“Be careful on your way and… I didn’t get to say thank you last night so, thank you” Bin’s words are casually spoken, but it made Eunwoo’s heart crazy.

“W-wait, you’re thanking me? For what?” Eunwoo is curious, what did he do last night for Bin to thank him?

“Just…thank you for keeping up with me” Bin answered, not making any eye contact.

“Okay, I’ll leave now” Eunwoo quickly ended the conversation. He’s officially confused because of Bin.

Night came and Bin started to become more and more anxious. The transition hurts like hell, but he needs to be quiet as possible or else the neighbors would report and he’ll be exposed within seconds.

It’s his second time to transform with people around him. The first time is when his wolf awakened and then now. He always chooses to be left alone in the woods during full moon where he would be free to be himself.

Yes, he hates that he has to keep secrets. Bin hates the fact that people would be scared when they found out that he’s not human.

His wolf is part of himself, he’s different but not a monster.

Moon Bin gasped when he felt the pain coursing to every vein in his body.

It’s starting.

He wanted to scream, the first minutes are the most painful but he as to endure it…

He couldn’t help but heave a deep growl, his senses are all heightened and the loud noises and different scents are making his reasoning fuzzy.

Moments later and his eyes are already changed. He can also feel his fangs poking in his lips, his claws digging through the bed sheet.

He knew it, he’s nearing his transition as the full moon is also on the verge of its peak. He’s ready to give in, not until he caught a familiar scent approaching the place.

“Eunwoo!” He exclaimed but it was too late to hide.

Eunwoo opened their apartment, he couldn’t believe his mother messed up with the dates. He ended up going home because his parents and brother are on vacation and would arrive on Monday.

The lights in the living room are all dead so maybe Bin is already sleeping…

He quickly trashed the idea when he saw that the lights are still open in their room. Eunwoo casually opened the door and entered.

“Binnie?!” Eunwoo is surprised by what he saw.

“Go away!” Bin blurted out. He’s in the verge of his transition and his wolf is screaming to pounce at Eunwoo as soon as he stepped in the room.

Eunwoo is frozen in his position.

The first thing that he noticed is Bin’s hair, It’s silver, almost white. Eunwoo’s gaze went to Bin’s eyes, his eyes are glowing blue.

Bin snarled and that’s when It finally sinked in to Eunwoo. His roommate is not human.

“Is this what you’ve been hiding from me?“Yt Eunwoo took a step forward.

Bin is using all his willpower to stop the transition and Eunwoo nearing him is not helpful at all.

Eunwoo took another step and Bin’s thread of control finally snapped. He pushed Eunwoo in the bed and towered over him. Bin snarled and Eunwoo can only close his eyes.

He doesn’t know why he took those steps forward, he doesn’t know why he kept going when Bin clearly told him to go.

He expected to get killed but no pain followed, the weight from Bin was slowly removed.

He opened his eyes and saw a white wolf standing at the side of the bed. It’s his first time seeing a wolf but Eunwoo’s sure that it’s the most beautiful wolf he would ever see.

Eunwoo got out from the bed and knelt in front of Bin’s wolf form to level him.

“You’re beautiful” Eunwoo mumbled. He should be scared, he should be running away but he know he doesn’t have the reason to.

Eunwoo wouldn’t utter a word after that, he gently run his hands in Bin’s thick fur and Bin simply let him.

He never felt so eased in his current form, no, he never felt this comfortable in his whole life.

They just stayed in that position without saying any words.

Eunwoo slowly felt his eyes giving up. Bin felt it and cuddled him, permitting Eunwoo to lean on him like a soft pillow.

They both know that it would never be the same after this night but they let go of all the worries and slowly, fell into deep slumber.

[jinwoostro-archive]

Stay With Me

Incoming Binu drabble

“Rise and shine, Binnie!” Dongmin said enthusiastically, throwing open the curtains

“Come back to bed,” Moonbin mumbled, throwing an arm over his eyes

“It’s a nice day - we should probably do something.”  Dongmin smiled

“Oh, I’m planning to do something plenty. Come back to bed.”

Dongmin turned with smirk and a raise of the eyebrows, he allowed Moonbin to catch hold of his hand and reel him back in with a laugh. “You’re incorrigible.”

“Do you want me to start singing ‘you are my sunshine’ to explain my lack of need for the great outdoors?” Moonbin’s smile turned soft “I can, just for you.”

“God, don’t you dare.” He laughed and leaned in for a kiss.

Moonbins smile stretched across his face at Dongmin’s laugh.  It was the first thing he fell in love with and it never failed to make his heart soar. Back in their early days of when they dated, he would call up Dongmin when he felt upset and tell him jokes to hear him laugh.

Dongmin crossed his arms over his lover’s chest and rested his chin on his arms.

“I love you.” Dongmin whispered.

“Ew, gross.”

“We’re married!”

He grinned at Dongmin fondly and leaned forward for a kiss.

“Ew,” Came the flat, secretly amused, nose wrinkled reply from Dongmin. “Gross.”

[astrofanficrec]

Stray Romance

author: alette

pairing: binu genre: fluff, humor, domestic summary: Cha Eunwoo is a dedicated, hardworking college student with his life planned. Picking up a cute stray cat is not part of the plan, but how much could it change? When that cute stray turns into a cute boy the next morning, Eunwoo finds out it can change a lot. link: [A03]

[yehetno]

whenever you have time could you write binu & the moon ? ((:

{i am writing this with the recent lunar eclipse in mind.  also! it is happy because i know you need happy in your life right now

Dongmin walks out onto the balcony, holding a mug of hot chocolate in each hand, sneaking a sip from his own with a loud slurp.  His nose dips into the cool pile of whipped cream on top.  He sticks out his tongue in a vain attempt to clean up his face.

He closes the sliding door to the house using his foot; he applauds himself for balancing on one foot without spilling a drop of the steaming hot drinks.  Dongmin shuffles over to the porch swing, offering Bin the clean mug.

Bin takes it with a smile and picks up the blanket over his legs to clear space for Dongmin to take a seat.

“Maybe hot chocolate on a swing wasn’t our best idea,” Dongmin says as he lowers himself onto the wooden planks of the swing’s sweat.

Bin uses his thumb to clean the whipped cream off of Dongmin’s nose, “We need to stay warm somehow.  Lunar eclipses take a while.”

Dongmin pulls his legs onto the swing and covers his lap with the blanket before he snuggles into Bin’s side.  “So much is happening with this eclipse, a blood moon and a supermoon, and it’s a blue moon too.”  Dongmin takes a sip as Bin hums in agreement.

“Plus,” Dongmin whispers, “I get to spend it with my favorite Moon in the whole cosmos.”

“Me?”

“You,” Dongmin confirms, kissing Bin’s cheek.

[lajoiedemavie]

Stray Romance

Author: Alette

Fandom: ASTRO

Pairing: Cha Eunwoo/Moon Bin

Rating: G

Word Count: 96k

Cha Eunwoo is a dedicated, hardworking college student with his life planned. Picking up a cute stray cat is not part of the plan, but how much could it change? When that cute stray turns into a cute boy the next morning, Eunwoo finds out it can change a lot.

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[astrofireworks]

Consider. Fashion Designer Eunwoo and passerby Moonbin with the perfect proportions. My cousin is a FD Major and one time really needed a model so she just screamed at someone passing by in the quad to be her model and they got so shocked they dropped their coffee and just stared at her like she was insane after she ran all the way form one end of the quad to where they were. And that's how she found her husband-I mean model

ayO I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG dfjkahsdlkjfh is your cousin still dating them holy shit that’s so cute ;A; when will these ever happen to me asdjfhlkasjdhf you make me wish NYU had a quad when all we have is fricking washington square park

BUT AYEEEEE MORE BINU TIME 

MJ pouting at Eunwoo because: “I really, really, really need a model by Thursday and I know you really do too so can we please be each other’s models" 

Eunwoo, giving MJ’s designs a once-over: “whoever you designed for is a lot shorter than I am” before going back to his own sketchbook 

MJ flushing and protesting because !!!!!!! firstly how did Eunwoo know he designed with someone in mind !!!! 

Doesn’t matter that MJ’s been sighing over an architect major every five minutes for the last month 

How did Eunwoo know!!! 

And secondly Jinjin isn’t that much shorter than Eunwoo!!!!!!!

MJ: 

MJ, pouting: 

MJ, pouting more: 

Eunwoo, finally: “just text him, I’m highkey sure he’ll do anything for you" 

MJ: "who are you planning to ask then?" 

Eunwoo flipping through his own sketch book in frustration because wow truly he really has good ideas but if he can’t find someone to model for him he’s screwed for the midterm 

And he’s designed for someone more or less built like him so it rules MJ out 

Damn 

Eunwoo snapping the sketchbook closed and peeking at MJ, who’s tapping rapid-fire on his phone 

"Can we go get coffee? Before I go insane?" 

Cue MJ and Eunwoo bouncing (MJ bouncing, Eunwoo striding) downstairs 

MJ rattling on about how Jinjin smiled at him this morning 

And they’re on their way to their campus cafe when suddenly 

Eunwoo sees him 

All long legs and lean body, broad shoulders and strong arms 

He looks like he’s waiting for someone, leaning against a lamp post, beanie on and earbuds in, scrolling on his phone and sipping coffee 

That’s it, that’s him, that’s the one Eunwoo needs 

And damn if Eunwoo isn’t going to catch him 

Cue Eunwoo going off at a dead sprint across the quad 

MJ: ??????? 

Eunwoo dipping in and out of pockets of people, keeping his eyes trained on this effortless model in a black shirt and jeans that he needs, absolutely needs to meet 

Binnie peeking at the time and frowning because Rocky is LATE 

Binnie even got coffee and he’s finished half his latte already and Rocky isn’t even close 

Binnie, sighing because forget it, he’ll go to meet Rocko at his classroom building instead 

Bin pushing off from the lamppost and turning to leave 

Eunwoo, scREAMING 

"HEY YOU" 

Bin tapping a message on his phone to Rocky

"HEY HEY" 

Bin looking up because what the hell is that noise 

Wondering the same thing as about a hundred other people staring at a beautiful guy in a dress shirt and vest and slacks tear through the park, sketchbook sandwiched under his arm and pencil behind his ear and measuring tape at his waist flapping out behind him 

"HEY YOU IN THE BEANIE!!" 

Bin doesn’t know how to respond because wow this guy may be beautiful but he also looks like a madman running towards Bin 

"BE MY MODEL!!!!!" 

Bin:

Bin, blinking: 

Bin: 

Bin: 

Eunwoo, skidding to a stop in front of Bin, hair in a mess and doubled over panting: 

Bin: "um" 

Because I mean wow this man has impeccable taste in clothes he’s in a fricking vest 

And also really long eyelashes 

But that’s not the point 

The point is that this man ran through half the park screaming at him,,,,,,,, to be his model???

When Bin is on laundry day and is in his last clean black shirt that seemed a size too small when he pulled it on this morning????? 

Eunwoo, finally straightening and tugging his collar and looking up at Bin 

Wow, Bin’s brain comments, his eyes

Bin: "um" 

Very coherent, Bin’s brain muses

He’s beautiful, Bin’s brain adds 

Marry him, Bin’s brain suggests 

Bin: wait no wait I'm 

Eunwoo, opening his sketchbook and jabbing at a page: "I need a model for midterms and you’re beautiful please be my model" 

He thinks you’re beautiful, Bin’s brain whistles 

Option 1) act cool 

Option 2) stumble over yourself 

Option 1 please, Bin thinks 

Option 2 it is!! Bin’s brain cheers 

Bin: wAIT 

Bin: "um ah ok but you’re beautifuller???" 

Eunwoo: 

Eunwoo: 

Bin: "right yes ok but u can’t model ur own clothes right gotcha" 

Bin: "wait you want me to whAt" 

Eunwoo thinking that wow this boy has perfect proportions and a gorgeous smile and the brightest eyes but really, 

He isn’t the sharpest tool, is he 

Forgive him, Eunwoo, he’s too stunned by you ;;;;; 

Bin watching Eunwoo explain his midterm and practically begGing Bin to agree 

But frankly nothing goes into his head, he’s too busy looking at Eunwoo’s nose and his eyes and the way his soft lips round out his words 

Eunwoo: "please?”

Bin, automatically: “ok yeah" 

Bin: wAit ,,

Eunwoo almost breaking down in tears in relief

Rocko, finally appearing: "ayO bin what’s up?” the same time MJ appears: “hey Eunwoo found your model?" 

Rocko staring at Bin because wow Rocky leaves him alone for twenty minutes and he’s a model now???? 

Rocko staring at Eunwoo smiling at Bin: wow his model???????? Modelling for someone who should be a model???? 

Wow 

Rocko turning to look at Bin who’s smiling at Eunwoo 

Wow ok he hasn’t seen Bin blushing this much at a boy ever oOoOOoOoOooo 

Huh

Perhaps Rocko should be late to their meetings more often

Bonus: 

Eunwoo, with pins between his fingers: "Stay still!! If you wiggle anymore the needles will shift!!" 

Bin, twitching slightly:

Eunwoo, whining: "I said, stop wiggling!!" 

Bin, pouting: 

Eunwoo, still looking at the shirt he’s fitting on Bin 

Bin, pouting some more: 

Eunwoo, finally looking up: 

Eunwoo: "oh alright, you big baby, fine" 

Reaching up to kiss Bin before leaning down again to adjust the shirt 

Bin, beaming to himself in a slight daze

Eunwoo, looking up and snorting because "Bin we’re dating you don’t have to wheedle me into kissing you”

Double bonus: 

MJ, slowly tapping his foot on the sewing machine: 

Jinjin, dubiously: “uh are u sure I need to be topless while ur fixing the shirt" 

MJ, looking at Jinjin like it’s the most obvious thing: "Uh yeS OF COURSE" 

Jinjin: "uh but you’re not going to be done with that any time soon so I don’t see why-" 

MJ: "for moral support, of course" 

Jinjin: 

Jinjin: 

Jinjin: ?????????????? 

MJ, mulling over it a while before finally tossing Jinjin a piece of cloth: "cover up" 

Jinjin, clutching the roll of fabric: "why the change?" 

MJ, grinning at Jinjin: "the faster I work the faster I can see you topless again!! it’s motivation!!!!" 

MJ watching as the blush works its way up from Jinjin’s chest all the way to his ears: :-)

[seokmingiggles]

5:18pm

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol x gender neutral reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship, idol!Seungcheol (non-idol!reader).

684 words

No warnings.

(A synopsis from my notes prior to writing this–) "I don't know where you start or where I end," this is the feeling I would like to capture with Seungcheol: being a mess of tangled limbs beneath a blanket while the tv drones on and the sky rumbles in the background. Maybe their focus is no longer on the movie (perhaps it's one they've already seen many times before) but on the feeling of closeness to each other.

Alternatively, the stars by Chelsea Cutler made me think of Seungcheol (particularly the first line of the song); this is the result.

A/N: Here’s technically the first timestamp on my blog! I don’t have much to say, other than here’s a little something while I’m continuing to very slowly chip away at my remaining requests.

Taglist: @svtxsoju​​ hi binu :3 here’s nothing but fluffy cheol <33 oh and @wonwooslibrary​ too for the heck of it (look! it’s angst-free!) :D

•• You weren't planning on having a lazy afternoon. But sometimes plans change.

Typically, Saturdays were dedicated to spending time together—you and Seungcheol, your long-term boyfriend—whether that was in the form of restaurant outings on your busier weekends or simply grocery shopping together, trying to find some little store that neither of you had seen before. Whatever the reason, quality time with you was crucial to Seungcheol, and, admittedly, the bright smile on your face would give him even more motivation whenever he'd suggest another activity to do together.

A bowl of popcorn containing nothing but kernels rests atop the low table in front of you. Empty glasses, various snack wrappers, the TV remote, an extra pillow kicked off the edge and now residing on the ground.

"We should get a bigger couch," you mumble into the dimly lit room.

The heavy downpour outside rattles on, the bursts of lightning as an indicator that time is not at a stand-still.

You can feel the rumbling within Seungcheol's chest before he opens his mouth by your ear; nothing but a simple question—“But why?”

His arm on your side pulls you closer to his body, already moulded tightly against him. His head rests in his other hand, propped up by his elbow; he kisses your shoulder, plush lips lingering against your shirt.

The television drones on, warbling, becoming something akin to background noise against the hammering rainfall. Today's film choice was a mutual decision, something both of you have already watched together many times—something cheesy, Seungcheol murmured; something comforting, you had replied.

The sky thunders; a vivid flash of light follows shortly behind. Neither of you stirs. Too tangled in each other's limbs, you aren't sure where you end and where Seungcheol begins. He uses his thumb to trace little stars and hearts and a collection of infinite other special shapes onto the back of your hand. The blanket you had previously been bundled in is now kicked down, only scantily covering your legs. Though, Seungcheol is warm as he embraces you from behind. (You nearly want to tell him to stop squirming around, but the unexpected kiss at the nape of your neck sends pleasant shivers down your spine as his breath tickles behind your ear with his low chuckle.)

"Are you hungry for dinner yet?" his voice is deep with the thunder, tucking some stray hairs behind your ear.

You lazily shake your head as good as you can while laying on your side, humming in the negative. "I don't want to get up," you pout, slightly turning for Seungcheol to come in your line of vision. "The popcorn we had earlier can be our dinner tonight."

The boy doesn't complain. (Well, not at first; it won't be until later that evening when you'll have to deal with a hungry Seungcheol hugging you from behind and whining that the water on the stovetop isn't boiling fast enough.)

The smile that forms on his face is effortless. Seungcheol rests his hand delicately on the side of your face, thumbing the high of your cheekbone before leaning in. Mouths connecting, his lips taste of popcorn: the salt, the butter flavour, the smile that he wore when you playfully threw a piece at him earlier.

You pull away, resting your hand on his that still resides on your cheek.

"Hm?" Seungcheol's eyebrows immediately furrow at your parting.

"Nothing," you say, "I just wanted to look at you."

You know your boyfriend flusters easily, although each time it happens, it's like another reminder of how shy he can be beneath his confident facade.

You shift more—back now completely facing the TV, face buried against your boyfriend's chest—Seungcheol moves an arm beneath your neck to completely embrace you.

The thunder has since travelled further into the distance. It's now Seungcheol's heartbeat that serves as your reminder that you're both here—right now—living, breathing, falling even more in love.

The rain patters on. The television rolls out the movie's end credits.

Seungcheol's nose is buried into the top of your head, neither of you bothering to leave each other's embrace quite yet.

••

[yakultberry]

kfc (kisses for christmas) ; c.sc

✪ summary: You’re unexpectedly single on Christmas Day, but you don’t want to spend it alone. At least you can count on the cute delivery boy to bring you fried chicken. ✪ pairing: chicken delivery boy!seungcheol x reader ✪ genre: fluffy fluff ✪ word count: 2.1k words  ✪ tags: @yutacrush​ thank you for beta reading for me i would like to marry you

✪ a/n: helllo binu here!! i am very excited to be posting my first fic on yakultberry c: this fic is actually part of @merakiiverse​‘s job au collaboration (will link after posting). i really have a lot of respect for everyone who writes straight up fluff, because ooooof did i struggle way more than i expected while writing this lmao hopefully it turned out okay and y’all can enjoy! <33 

[chicky delivery boy]: your order is 5 minutes away! 

At the arrival of the text, you scrambled out of your position on the couch and quickly began to clear away the dirty dishes on your coffee table and the used tissues that had accumulated over the course of the day. You weren’t quite sure what ghost of Christmas past possessed you to continue your annual tradition of binging cheesy holiday movies all day, but you supposed it was because you were at a loss for what to do at all. You had spent the last two Christmases with that asshole. It wasn’t like you could call up your friends to hang out with you today; no, they were lucky enough to have nice boyfriends who didn’t break up with them two months before the holidays. And you definitely weren’t going to go out on the town by yourself, only to be forced to watch all the happy couples cuddle close to each other in the cold. 

So here you were, alone in your apartment, waiting on your fried chicken to be delivered.

It seemed to be the one constant in your life amongst the aftermath of your chaotic break up. Whenever you made an order, it would arrive at your doorstep within thirty minutes, always warm and always comforting. Although you wouldn’t quite say that Joy’s Chicken was the best chicken restaurant in the area (the family-owned joint two blocks over was definitely much tastier), it still managed to become your go-to after the delivery person from the family restaurant got lost on their way to your apartment for the third time. That, and once your order had arrived on your doorstep, brought to you by a dimpled, dark-haired delivery boy, you quickly decided that the restaurant had its own charms.

“Coming!” you called out to the gentle knock at the front door, skipping across your living room to reach it. After checking your reflection in the mirror hanging in the hallway, you swung the door open, smiling brightly. “Finally, I’m starving-- what happened to you?” 

“Hello to you too, sweetheart,” the boy said with a chuckle, voice muffled by the scarf wrapped tightly around his face. You reached over to pull down the scarf to reveal that he was smiling back at you, though you did note that his lips were pale and his teeth were chattering. The thick, puffy coat he wore could only do so much when he was covered with a snow from head to toe. You watched as some of it crumbled off of his shoulders when he shuffled to take your food out of an insulator. Today, the box had a cute little bow stuck to the top of it.  “Merry Christmas! This is for you.” 

You took the bag from his hands, but, as usual, you didn’t close the door right away. “Seungcheol, you look like a marshmallow.” 

“Wow, I take it you didn’t get a present for me?” He leaned against your doorframe, a pout now on his lips. “I wish I was a marshmallow. Then I could jump into some hot chocolate and finally feel warm. It’s been snowing non-stop out there since 7PM.” 

At this, you felt a small twinge of guilt for being one of his orders tonight, especially knowing that Seungcheol would often make your deliveries by foot since you didn’t live too far from Joy’s. “Does your shift end soon at least?” 

“Yeah, we’re closing a little earlier today since the boss has Christmas plans! You’re actually my last delivery for tonight.”

“Oh well, if that’s the case,” you said tentatively, stepping to the side. “Would you like to come in for some hot chocolate before you have to head back into the storm? It’s the least I could do since I did forget to get you a present.”

The boy’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, but his grin remained, albeit a bit amused. Now some would say that inviting some random guy into your apartment just because you didn’t want to be alone on Christmas was probably not the best idea, but Seungcheol was definitely not just some random guy. Every Friday for the past eight or so weeks, Seungcheol had arrived at your doorstep with a box of chicken with your name on it. He probably came by more frequently than your regular friends now that you really thought about it. After the first couple of times he delivered, he decided to introduce himself to you since he thought it was unfair that he already knew your name and you only saw him as the guy that brings your chicken (which wasn’t entirely true-- you saw him as the cute guy that brings you your chicken). 

“Unless you have your own Christmas plans to get to, of course,” you quickly added. Admittedly, your conversations with Seungcheol only ever extended to silly banter, so there was no telling what his life was like beyond the threshold of your doorstep. For all you knew, he could very well have a get together planned with his friends or a dinner with his family. Or a date with a girlfriend. 

“I mean, I was planning on watching Die Hard by myself again, but I think I can be a little late for that,” Seungcheol mused playfully. You couldn’t keep the wide smile from spreading across your lips as you moved back to allow him to step into your apartment for the first time. He took off his shoes and shrugged off his thick coat before following you to your small kitchen. 

“Don’t worry, I won’t keep you too long,” you said, and reached over him to grab two mugs from a cabinet. 

“I mean, you can keep me for as long as you like,” he shrugged, but you were quick to catch the mischievous twinkle in his eye. You suddenly realized that this was the closest you’ve ever stood together and turned away to begin preparing the hot chocolate in the hopes of hiding how flustered you felt. 

“Anyway uh--” you cleared your throat, but it was proving difficult to think up a conversation starter when you could feel Seungcheol so close. You chanced a glance over at him, noting how he was still rubbing his hands together and shuffling in his spot to warm himself up. “Oh no, you must be freezing.”

He shook his head, but you could see how the snow that had clung to his clothes was slowly melting and soaking into the fabric of his hoodie. “I’m fine. Though I’m definitely not as warm as you.” You followed his gaze down to the festive pajama set you had been wearing all day, which was patterned with reindeers and sleighs, and you reached over to shove at his chest lightly. 

“I was doing laundry and this is all I had!” Your voice can barely be heard over the boy’s gleeful snickering. It was now your turn to pout at him. “You know what, it’s actually really bad to stand around in cold, wet clothes. You might get sick. And lucky for you, since I am such a caring person, I have precisely the outfit that will save you from such a fate.”

“Oh no, that’s fine--”

Before he could finish, you had already whisked away to your room and returned with a folded set of pajamas that clearly matched your own. You gave him a cute little smile as you handed it to him. “No, I insist! I’ll even put your wet clothes in the dryer so that you can properly get nice and warm.” At this point, Seungcheol narrowed his eyes at you. “What?”

“You just happened to have couple pajamas at the ready?” Seungcheol hummed. “Seems like you were planning this for a while now, sweetheart.” 

“What, no! I got them on sale last year!” 

“Mm, a likely story,” he said, ducking away just in time to avoid your poke attack. Despite his teasing, he still asked you where the bathroom is, and you nearly let out a long sigh when he’s out of sight. Your heart felt like it was about to burst from your chest, but you weren’t quite sure why. Were you nervous? Scared? If you were honest, everything about Seungcheol put you at ease; plus, nothing about your interactions with him changed other than proximity. So why did you feel so sheepish when he teased and joked around like he always did?

While he was changing, you finished preparing the hot chocolate, topping them off with some whipped cream, and brought your mugs and your box of chicken into the living room. A small window in your apartment showcased the sky outside, which was dark and dotted with heavy sheets of snow, contrasting with your living room’s warm glow from the light of your small Christmas tree. It made you feel perfectly cozy, especially with the hot cup of cocoa in your palms. 

“Ta-dah! How do I look?” Seungcheol announced, walking out to you. The sight of him grinning at you goofily and clad proudly in the matching pajamas only made the fuzzy more prominent until it made your smile just as wide as his. There it was again-- that perplexing heart beat of yours. It accelerated as he came to take a seat beside you on the couch. 

“A lot warmer!” You handed him his hot chocolate. “Here is the promised beverage. Merry Christmas, Seungcheol.” 

“I was hoping to hear something more along the lines of ‘blindingly handsome’,” he sighed out dramatically, taking a sip of his drink. Immediately, his eyes lit up. “But I’ll let it slide this time, because this is delicious.”

A small giggle slipped past your lips as you watched him drink his hot chocolate with gusto, and when he reemerged from behind his mug, you couldn’t hold back a loud snort seeing how his top lip was decorated with a proper mustache of white cream. You nearly fell over from laughing so hard at his confused expression

“What? What is it?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing. Between your bursts of laughter, you managed to point at his lips. He reached up and playfully clenched his jaw when he felt the cream covering his mouth. “Oh, you it’s that funny, huh?” He swiped up some of the remaining whipped cream in his mug onto his finger and reached over to place it on your nose. 

“Hey!” You scrunch your nose. For a moment, the two of you simply looked at each other before bursting into another fit of giggles. “You’re Santa Claus and I’m Rudolph.”

Still chuckling, Seungcheol grabbed a tissue from your coffee table and wiped at his lips, then cleaned off the dollop he had placed on your nose. Your laughter subsided at how such a simple action also felt so intimate. You did your best to avoid his twinkling gaze if only to calm yourself.

 “You know, when I took on the responsibility of warming you up, I wasn’t expecting you to be such a handful,” you admitted jokingly, though some parts of you meant it. Namely your easily excitable heart.

“Oh yeah? Well, I wasn’t expecting you to take so long.” 

You turned to face him once again. “I gave you fresh pajamas and some hot chocolate! You’re still not warmed up?”

“They’re not taking effect fast enough!” he insisted with another of his infamous pouts. 

“Then do you know a faster way?” you asked and almost instantly, Seungcheol expression changes, but this time it’s not a mischievous smile or a childish pout. It’s something softer, gentler. 

“Mm, I might know a quick way to warm up. Do you want me to show you?” he asked. You blinked, gaze meeting with Seungcheol’s eyes as he patiently waited for your reply. Despite the somersaults you felt in your chest, you were now more sure than ever that you didn’t feel nervous. Upon the realization what the feeling really was, your lips easily melted into a soft smile, and you gave him a nod. Without another moment’s hesitation, he leaned over to you and delivered a sweet, chaste kiss on your cheek.

The effect was instantaneous: Seungcheol’s ears were the first to go red as his entire face heated up. “I can’t believe I just did that,” he groaned out, covering his blushing face. “That was so cheesy!” 

“I thought it was cute!” you assured him, but your laughter does nothing to ease his cringing. 

“Don’t look at me for five minutes!” he whined.

“Seungcheol really, it’s okay!” 

“Just eat your chicken or something!”

[minghaocouture]

Pairing: Lee Jihoon x Fem!Reader Genre: Collage AU, Fluff, the tiniest angst Warning: Minor self esteem issues (from reader), Language WC: 2.9K

A/N: @woozisnoots​​ my sweetie baby! This is your Holiday gift from me!! I wub yoooou and i hope you like this <333 The song mentioned in the fic is Tell me you love me by Bolbbalgan4 and i actually just kept listening to it on repeat while writing this lol, it’s such a cute song, and all the italic words are song lyrics (the english translations)! Also yes i shamelessly name dropped our friend group in this, don’t judge me

“You don’t accept my hi as usual I know you’re popular and handsome  but you’ve always given the cold shoulder Only to me.” 

The lyrics flowed easily from your lips and into the microphone, eyes closed as you felt the vibes of the chorus and attempted to put the right layers of emotion into the song as you did so. The instrumental paused just as the chorus ended you heard the familiar sound of your partner through the headphones.

“Can you run that one more time. Hold that last note a bit longer, and make the staccato in the first beginning a bit sharper.” On the other side of the glass sat Lee Jihoon, and the brains behind the operation despite this being a partnered project. At the beginning of this, you never would have thought that the two of you would have been working together so well. Not with how the project began. 

You gave him an affirmation of your understanding and he began from the end of the pre-chorus, letting the melody and his test vocals fill your ears just before you began again.

When you had first been assigned partners, you were less than enthused. Sure, you had a major crush on Jihoon, his passion for music inspired you and you always loved watching him in class when he would perform. But, he was notoriously a rather critical partner. During the last partnered project in class a close friend of yours, Binu, had been assigned to work with him. She ended up confessing that she didn’t really get too much of a say on anything and that Jihoon did the project mostly by himself. Needless to say, she was much happier with this project being partnered with your mutual friend Mar. 

The recording session wrapped up nicely and you began packing your things as you realized how late it was in the evening and your friends would start to get concerned if they didn’t hear back from you. So you pulled your phone from your bag and quickly messaged your group chat to let them know the situation. As you went to place your bag over your shoulder you heard the familiar sound of a stomach growling.

Your eyes quickly scanned the room and watched Jihoon sigh and sit back down at the recording booth, his laptop still open but he didn’t look like he had any intention of leaving to get sustenance. Much to your own surprise you decided to speak up.

“Hey, I was planning on grabbing some dinner. Did...you wanna come too? We’ve been here for a while and we could probably use some food.” You suggested, an inviting smile plastered itself onto your face. You hoped it didn’t seem fake, after all you had invited Jihoon to eat before and he had always denied the offer. 

Much like all previous times, you saw his rather small head shake in denial.

“Nah, I’ve got some stuff to finish up here. I’ll probably grab something before heading back to my dorms...or maybe I’ll ask Mingyu to pick me up some dinner.” You’d heard about Mingyu before, his roommate who he says he tolerates but you can tell that he does really care about the guy from how he talks about it. 

Most people say that Jihoon is hard to read and closed off, but you know they’re wrong. He just...emotes differently, he has his own ways of showing affection and you can see it in his eyes and the little things he does and says. Being around him like this has honestly only made your crush worse. 

“Well, alright, but you better eat something and go home tonight. I don’t wanna come back here tomorrow and see you in this same outfit cause you haven’t gone home.” Which...had happened on more than one occasion during this project.

He shrugged, not turning back to face you.

“I brought extra clothes this time.”

***

“Seriously? I can’t believe he said no again! Ugh, I hate him and you deserve better than to pine after that short stack!” Rolling your eyes as you listened to Krys ranting once again. 

Since Jihoon refuted your invitation you decided to invite out your best friends. The 5 of you heading to a nearby fried chicken place, crowding into the booth that your friend group had basically claimed (when it was available at least) 

“It’s fine Krys, he’s just really into his work. He’s probably going to be in the studio editing until all hours of the morning.” You explained before shoving some of the complimentary salad into your mouth as you took a break from the chicken itself. “I might even take him some food before I head back to the dorms.”

“Nu-uh! I’m not letting you! That boy doesn’t even talk to you outside of class, he doesn’t deserve your time or your energy!” Krys exclaimed.

“I mean, he kinda does. Talk to her, I mean he waved at her last week.” Maya brought up in between her unsuccessful attempts at stealing the rest of the table’s pickled radish. “We were walking to the lounge and she saw him and waved at him, and he finally waved back.”

“Oh what, after ignoring her for a whole semester? Real nice of him. My best friend deserves better!” She declared, aggressively taking another bite of her chicken before continuing. “If I weren’t already dating the best man in the whole world, I would just date you myself.”

This brought the rest of the table another fit of laughter. It was never a dull moment in your friend group and you were always grateful that you had them in your life. 

“This just in, Krys won’t leave big dick Wonwoo so her best friend can have a good relationship.” Mar joked, cackling at the thought. The laughter seemed to get worse when she realized that Wonwoo himself had just walked up to the table to set down a drink refill for Binu. The male’s face was flushed red, obviously having heard the conversation. Which prompted another round of joyful laughter from the group.

It was a good night, but your mind still drifted back to Jihoon, who was most likely still sitting alone in the studio, hungry yet still hard at work. As the conversation drifted away from you finally, you got Wonwoo’s attention and ordered a small meal for take out with a plan to deliver the food before returning home. Even if Krys would give you shit for it.

***

“Jihoon, it’s me” You knocked on the studio door as you entered, assuming you wouldn’t be interrupting anything since you saw the light on but heard now sounds from inside. Surprisingly, or rather unsurprisingly, you got no response as you entered. Simply making your way in despite any acknowledgement.

The more surprising thing was what you found once you entered. There, still sitting in the rolly chair with his head firmly planted on the desk in front of his work laptop was Lee Jihoon. Fast asleep, small snores leaving his frame as he dreamed. It would honestly be pretty cute if it weren’t for the fact that you knew this was probably happening because of how much he overworked himself. 

You let out a small sigh, placing the bag on the small coffee table in the room (you didn’t want to set it on the desk with all the equipment) and grabbed his jacket that he had tossed onto the nearby sofa before draping it over his shoulders. You couldn’t really do much more for him without lifting the male up and transferring him to the couch, and you were pretty sure he would wake up if you even attempted that. 

“Night Jihoon.” With that final goodbye you exited the room and returned back to your dorm to get some homework done for a few of your other classes.

It was about 2:30 the next morning when your phone vibrated, indicating a message. Sparing a glance to the device you read the familiar name ‘Lee Jihoon’ as the sender. The message was no more than a simple “Thank you.” but that was good enough for you.

***

As you expected, even being the harmony vocals for the song Jihoon’s talent far outshined your main vocals. You weren’t upset or anything, but you were definitely starting to regret letting him talk you into the main vocal position for this project. You didn’t even really have any commentary to or feedback to give him. His voice fit the song perfectly and you could feel the emotion in his words as he sang. 

When he exited the booth and took a seat on the sofa to take a break you spoke up.

“Are you sure you shouldn’t be the one leading the song?” You questioned, head tilted to the side a bit as you watched him gulp down a bottle of water. Your words took him off guard and he fixed you with a rather confused look, so you continued. “I mean, you have such a great voice and I really think you capture the emotion in the song better than I do. So like…”

“What are you talking about?” He cut off your ramblings before you could continue, his eyes staring intently into your own. “You have an amazing voice, I’m literally blown away anytime you step into the booth. It’s part of the reason I was glad we got partnered for this project.”

It was almost as if your brain had short circuited, you didn’t know what to say. He had never spoken about your singing like that before, much less admit that he was...glad you were his partner. A part of you worried that he was lying just to spare your feelings, but the logical part knew that Jihoon wasn’t someone who would waste the energy to do that. 

“Let me put it this way,” he began again. “If I didn’t think you were doing a good job, if i thought your vocals would get us points docked off, then I wouldn’t have let you sing the Main. Got it?” His gaze seemed to pierce right to your very soul and you couldn’t find it in yourself to argue back and decided to just take his word for it. So you simply nodded a response.

It seemed that Jihoon wasn’t done surprising you tonight, as a smile so tender made its way onto his face. Your heart skipped a beat as you looked into his eyes, you could feel the heat rushing to your face and you prayed that he couldn’t hear the loud throbbing of your heart as he watched you. 

The moment was soon broken by the loud blaring of a familiar pop song, Jihoon’s face dropping at the sound. He quickly grabbed his phone off of the coffee table and put it up to his ear. You decided to be polite and at least try not to listen in, pulling out your own phone and messaging the group chat to see what was up.

“What do you want, Mingyu?” He began, definitely sounding more irritated than before he had taken the call. You couldn’t hear the voice on the other end but from the gumbling that left Jihoon’s lips you wouldn’t have been surprised if his roommate was pushing his buttons for whatever reason.

“No. I’m not and you need to stop asking. I’m working right now.” He paused for a moment, his voice lowering to almost a whisper as if that would make you unable to hear him. “Yes, she’s here too, so stop asking. Mingy-” He groaned as the male on the other end seemed to cut him off, you weren’t too sure with what but now you could vaguely hear the loud voice of his roommate on the line and couldn’t help laughing softly. The sound causing Jihoon’s eyes to flicker over to you, causing your heart to skip a beat as you quickly tried to make it seem like you were just laughing at something on your phone. 

“Shut it. We’ll talk when I get home...yes i’m coming back tonight!” With an irritated sigh, Jihoon ended the call. You weren’t sure he gave Mingyu any time to give a farewell but if you were being honest the conversation had been pretty amusing. 

Setting his phone down on the couch, Jihoon let out a sigh and ran a hand through his thick black locks. A silence falling over the two of you as you typed away on your phone, trying not to make eye contact again. You were so engrossed with your act you didn’t even hear when Jihoon stood from the couch and made his way over to the chair you were currently occupying. 

“Before we call it, could you re-record from the bridge to the end. When I was editing it last night there was some feedback so I wanted to get a better recording.”

“Oh, um yeah sure!” You weren’t sure why he hadn’t mentioned that before, and you didn’t recall hearing any feedback from your vocals when he was recording. But still, you took him at his word and entered the small recording booth once again. 

“I’ll start from just before the bridge.” He said over the speakers once your headphones were pulled snuggly over your ears. You cleared your throat and took a deep breath before nodding and signaling him to start.

“I really like you a lot But do you think we can’t be together? I feel small in my school uniform skirt Looking big on me, Yeah The tall, pretty girls are all around you.  Oh whoa~”

Getting through the bridge you poured your emotions into it. Thinking about your feelings for Jihoon and the longing for him to feel the same for you. Honestly, through this whole process the song the two of you had written was so...cathartic for you. Expressing things you never verbalized, how despite your attempts Jihoon never really spoke to you outside of class but he always seemed so kind when you were working. Or how, because of his looks and his talent he seemed to be surrounded by girls who thought he was wonderful. 

“If you like me, or you love me Just say yes, yes, yes And then I’m your girlfriend And your my boyfriend Tell me you like me.”

The last few chords streamed through your headphones and a silence fell over the room. Just as you were about to take the headphones off you heard a voice come through, the familiar voice of your partner and crush.

“I like you...a lot.” 

You froze like a deer in headlights, almost positive that you had misheard him. Eyes quickly landing on him, watching him through the glass. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but through the tint you could see the soft pink dusting his cheeks and the tips of his ears as his eyes stared down at the desk.

“Don’t say anything. I just...wanted to let you know. The reason I didn’t want to sing the main vocals is because I was worried you would be able to tell.” He continued, eyes still not lifting from the table to meet your gaze. “All of the lyrics I added were about you. I just...changed the pronouns.” 

It was unbelievable to think that Lee Jihoon could possibly love you back. He was too...wonderful, and the fact that the both of you had used this song to express those feelings was almost unreal. 

Thinking back on it, on all the interactions you had attempted to have with him outside of class. You realized that he wasn’t ignoring you, his eyes had always met your own but he was just uncertain.  He had lacked the confidence to speak to you despite your obvious interest in him. It made your pinning seem silly now. 

You still honored his wishes and said nothing, simply taking the headphones off and draping them onto the music stand before exiting the booth. Stopping right next to the object of your affections.

“Jihoon, look at me? Please?” Hesitantly, his gaze turned to you and he looked flustered, more flustered than you had ever seen him. “I like you too, a whole lot.” 

Your words had his eyes lighting up, a look of disbelief crossing his face as you continued.

“Could I...would it be alright if I kiss you?” Before today, you had only ever imagined kissing Jihoon. What it would be like had been nothing more than a small fantasy that you thought about, but seeing him nod looking away still flustered, it almost seemed to good to be anything more than a dream. 

Hesitantly, you reached out a hand to caress his cheek, your heart speeding up as he lifted a hand to press over your own. When your lips met, it was like the stars had aligned. 

It wasn’t a perfect kiss, it was shy and soft but the emotion you felt simply from his lips pressing back against your own was enough to cause your heart to soar. It was like two puzzle pieces finding one another how well his lips felt against your own. You decided in that moment that he would get to hear everyday how much you absolutely loved him, he would never need to ask or hesitate again. Cause that’s what kind of love you wanted to give him, and all you needed to do was say it. 

[kam-tree]

how BiNu confessed

Hello! I’m back~ It’s exam season but here I am. I hope you guys like it! Don’t be shy and request anything if you would like.

Theme: Fluff

Eunwoo

hey, I’m sorry I’m busy today! Just reminding you I love you

A smile painted your face as you sent a reply back to your boyfriend, Eunwoo. You were a little sad that Eunwoo had a schedule today but it is what it is right? It’s his job after all. Although you missed seeing him, he always made an effort to video call every night and occasionally would drop by your apartment at night before heading back to the dorms. He always tried his best and for that you loved him dearly.

That’s alright! I’ll enjoy this nice day for the both of us~ Keep working hard! I love you

After sending your message, you were immediately met with a cute emoticon. Giggling like a 5 year old, you sent one back. Truthfully everyday seemed like a dream. It was such a blessing you met Eunwoo and the fact you were in a relationship with him still felt surreal. He was such a caring and selfless man, always considerate and hard working. When you first met him, it was a little hard to believe how polite and caring of a human being he was. You didn’t know if he acted this way because he had an image to up hold or not. But your doubt was eventually proven wrong after some drinks and a very real and raw conversation.

You still remember the smell and sounds of the tent bar. The loud business men coming to drink after a long day of work, the group college students ignoring their final assignments and the smell of soju. Eunwoo and you weren’t very close friends back then and it was certainly awkward when your mutual friend didn’t show up. However 3 bottles of soju seemed to do the trick and helped you both let loose and start talking about your dreams and insecurities. It was refreshing getting to know Eunwoo and his mind. At the moment you really admired him as a person, how hard working he was and how considerate he was. You felt horrible for misjudging him and doubting him. It was probably then when your feelings for him started.

It took eight more months for anything to actually start. You tried your hardest to stop your feelings for him as you didn’t want them ruining your friendship. Anyway, how could he feel the same way about you anyway? That’s why you were taken aback when you were both resting on the couch on your apartment and he suddenly became agitated. You had invited some friends over just to have a little breather and you were all playing charades. 

At first you thought he was just frustrated because his team couldn’t play for shit and yours won as the game ended with 9-5. Rocky had you on his back as you both celebrated your win with your two other teammates. You were laughing while holding Rocky tightly so you wouldn’t fall as he began dancing when you felt an icy stare coming from somewhere. Your eyes met Eunwoo’s and you were slightly taken aback by the glare he held on his face. Confused, you watch him flee to the kitchen. You got off Rocky as gave another ‘whoop’ before making a beeline to the kitchen.

“Look, if I’ve done anything wrong, let me know. I can’t read your mind and glaring won’t help either ok?” You spoke bluntly as you found it rare that he would be this childish.

“I just- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to glare.” He said as he brushed his hair back and swallowing a lump in his throat.

“Well I can still see your not in a very good mood. Do you want to step out and talk about it?” You offered with a smile while taking his hand and staring into his eyes. You swear you melted right then and there. He seemed to think about it before nodding and letting you lead the way to the door. 

“Damn it, it’s cold” you muttered to yourself as you left the warmth of your apartment. You felt a pair of arms wrap around you and suddenly it felt like you were in a sauna. Trying to get rid of the blush on your cheeks, you wriggle out of his embrace. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll survive. Now tell me what’s been plaguing your mind.”  You said turning around, trying to not be flustered. Although you felt safe in his arms; as if you belonged, you didn’t want to give yourself false hope. To him it might just be an innocent hug but it sent butterflies to your stomach. 

“I have feelings for someone and I don’t think they’ll return them.” He said as he stepped back and met your eyes. You felt your stomach drop. Ignoring the slight pain in your chest, you turn to look at him as he stares back at you. 

“Ahh, I see. How would you know if you haven’t heard that person’s answer? There’s a 50% chance they’ll return them or not. But seeing as to how you act like the perfect gentleman, the chances are probably higher.” You smiled before looking away, trying to not let him see the slight pain in your face.

“Is that so?” He said as he moved to were your eyes were looking off to and waited until your eyes met his. “What are the chances of you returning my feelings?”

“What?” Honestly, you were so confused. What was happening? Is what you were thinking happening? He smiled before holding your hand in his.

“I like you Y/N” A blush seem to creep on both of your faces. Unable to meet his gaze, you nod.

“Me too” You felt time stop as he smiled at you and pulled you into a tight embrace against his chest.

“Thank god.” He sighed in relief before planting a light peck on your lips.

Moonbin

“You made all this?” Moonbin said with excitement and disbelief as he stared at the six lunch boxes in front of him; one for each member of Astro. “Thank you so much!” And with that, you were engulfed into a big bear hug. 

You dramatically gasp for breath before he pulls away and places a kiss on your forehead. Smiling up at the man, you realise how awfully tired he looked. A pout soon graced your face, Moonbin noticing immediately. He stroked you hair and put his chin on your head, pulling you into a gentle and warm hug.

“I’m alright. I have your food to energise me through the day! Don’t worry about me.” He said gently.

“I know I shouldn’t worry, I just wish you could have a day off and sleep like sleeping beauty. To rest properly.” You mumbled into his shirt. You feel him kiss you head before pulling away and looking into your eyes.

“My day off’s on Sunday, I’ll make sure to sleep like the dead.” He laughed before turning to the door “I’m super late! I’ll text you when I get there and when I should be home. I love you~” And with a kiss goodbye, he was out the door. 

Watching him leave in a rush always made you laugh, his poor time management was always the product of him sleeping in. It always worried you how he’d come home late and leave early for his schedules. He practiced like crazy as well. It also reminded you of when you first met.

Your friend wanted to introduce you to a dancer as you expressed an interest in it. You were hesitant, as your interest was only a passing comment and not meant to be taken seriously, however you also suspected this was your friend’s way of setting you up with someone. They had been constantly asking you if you were seeing anyone for the past year. You were too busy with your part time job and being a full time student in culinary school. With some persuasion, you finally went with your friend to meet this man. Honestly you kind of judged Moonbin when he was 20 minutes late. You were thinking about how you could have been studying for an upcoming exam and here you were, waiting for some dude. However after talking to man, you seemed to become smitten with him. He was funny and gentle but was also ready to fight with anyone who thought cats were annoying. 

As cheesy as it is to say, time seemed to stop. You didn’t really pay mind to your friend leaving you two alone and you also didn’t realise the sun was already beginning to set. You realised that this man was a breath of fresh air to you so when he asked for you number as you were both about to part ways, you absolutely did not hesitate.

Your relationship was little complicated for the next 4 months. It was like you were a couple but at the same time you weren’t official. Both of you would go on dates, talk late at night and would have movie nights in your apartment. You both knew that each other was interested but neither had actually spoken about it. It was a strange and weird situation to be in.  

At first it made you heart flutter every time your hands would brush past each others or when your faces would be so close to a kiss. But soon you grew a little tired of it. Moonbin seemed to be the person you could count on whenever you wanted to rant about school or your co workers and would always taste you dishes with very honest feedback, however you were tired of this wishy washy relationship you both had. As much as you knew that Moonbin was a kind and caring man, you insecurities started to overtake your mind. You often wondered if he was like this another girl, he was an awfully handsome and talented man so who wouldn’t want to have him?

You began to think he only saw you as some fun on the side. 

Your chain of thought was disrupted when you heard a knock at your door. Ah, that’s right, Moonbin said he was coming over after recording. Opening the door, you were greeted with a smile that could easily turn you into a puddle. He had said he couldn’t stay long as he needed to back at the dorms before 10pm. A little confused as to why he would bother coming over if he needed to leave in 45 minutes, you followed him into the apartment.

“Then why are you coming to visit then silly?” You said in a playful tone as you offered him some gimbap you made. You were shocked when he rejected them. What as going on? Moonbin rejecting food? And then it dawned on you. He was probably gonna tell you that he wasn’t interested and only saw you as friend.

“I’m sorry I should have done this earlier” You braced yourself for the rejection as your hands found the hem of you shirt and played around with it. He looked into you eyes with an intensity you had never seen before and it made you nervous. As you felt some tear beginning to form, you look away from his gaze.

“I like you. Like a lot. I’m sorry for not telling you early enough. I was just shy and didn’t know if you would like me back.” what? You looked back at him in confusion. Your mind went blank and you were left to just stare, no words seeming to form. 

When you didn’t reply back, his head hung down for little bit before he looked back up at you with a bittersweet smile. “It’s ok, you don’t have to say anything. I just wanted to confess my feelings.” As he was about to reach for the door handle, you snapped out of your trance and rushed to stop him.

He was caught by surprise when he left your arms embrace him from the back. You didn’t trust yourself to talk to him with his eyes on you so you mumbled it into his back. “I like you too. I like so much. I didn’t know if you actually liked me or if you were just having some fun” He quickly turned around to your words and cupped your face.

“Of course I like you. How could I not?” Moonbin smiled as he kissed your forehead and then your lips.

[ao3feed-hualian]

How you touched my life

by HikariNoHimeWriter

“Like this?” Hua Cheng’s voice sounds deeper than usual. Something about it sounds off, as though... As though Hua Cheng is scared. (...) Xie Lian glances at Hua Cheng’s hands. They’re smaller in this form and the silver vambraces are nowhere to be seen, but for Xie Lian that doesn’t matter. He reaches for them. The touch is feather-light at first. A shiver runs down Xie Lian’s spine. Hua Cheng’s hand is cold, colder than it’s ever been before in this form. Could it be that he gave up on pretending? No, Xie Lian can still hear his breath—and it’s nervous and labored, shallow and fast. He covers Hua Cheng’s hand with his own, running his thumb over one long, elegant finger. A smile curves his lips. Xie Lian’s fingers slide over the back of Hua Cheng’s hand until they’re intertwined. It’s warm. His voice is no more than a whisper. He repeats, “Like this.”

Xie Lian really wants to see Hua Cheng's true form—and with it finds out he has far more feelings for the Ghost King than he lets on.

Words: 1882, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Dream Keeper

Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hua Cheng (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Xie Lian (Tiān Guān Cì Fú)

Relationships: Hua Cheng/Xie Lian (Tiān Guān Cì Fú)

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, First Kiss, Set during chapter 31/Especial episode, Omega Xie Lian, Alpha Hua Cheng, No beta we die like binu

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/31678970

[funk-and-noodle-like-kpop-blog]

Pretty As a Flower

Title: Pretty As a Flower

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Lee Dongmin|Chan Eunwoo/Moon Bin

Words: 473

Summary:  When Moon Bin enters the flower shop for the first time, he isn’t expecting to see something much prettier than the flowers all around him.

Moon Bin entered the flower shop with hesitation. His mom’s birthday was coming up and he honestly didn’t know what to get her. She deserved the world, but he was a poor college student who could hardly afford food half the time.

He hoped that flowers would convey how much he loved her, while still making sure he would not starve to death in his dorm room. He walked through the rows of flowers, trying to think of what she would like.

He honestly had no clue about flowers, and he realized he was probably screwed. He was giving up officially, he was going to grab the closest flower and get out of here and-

“Excuse me, do you need any help?”

He was greeted by the prettiest thing he had ever seen in his entire life. The boy was tall, with dark hair and fair skin. He had a small nose and was giving him such a sweet smile. He almost couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Uh, um, uh...” he almost couldn’t speak this boy was so pretty. “It’s my mom’s birthday. I don’t know what to get her.”

The boy nodded and looked at the flower in his hands. “Well, this one means love at first sight, so I hope that’s not what you meant to give your mom.”

The boy laughed as he paled and shoved the pretty flower back onto the shelf. “No, no definitely not.”

“I think you’re going to want something more like this,” the boy turned and grabbed another flower, this one light pink and pretty, “it means ‘appreciation’, a lot of people get this for their mothers.”

Moon Bin grabbed the bouquet thankfully, blushing as his fingers brushed along the others. “Thank you for the help!”

“I’m glad I could help! Sanha up at the register will check you out if you’re ready.”

“Yes, yes thank you.” Moon Bin practically sped away from the pretty boy. It was getting hard to breathe and he wasn’t sure he would be able to be so calm around him for very much longer.

The boy at the register was tall and cute in his overalls, but his demeanor was that of a cute kid, not nearly as handsome as the angel he had met in the aisles. He checked out quickly and was about to make his escape when he realized he had accidentally bought an extra flower.

The angel had returned and was holding the door open for him. He walked towards the door, but hesitated as he was about to walk through. He quickly grabbed his extra flower and shoved it into the hands of the angel of the flower shop.

He rushed out blushing, having told someone he had just met, that he had fallen in love at first sight. Oh, what would his mother say.

[sanshrek]

When you're in a vlive but eunwoos parents aren't home

[yehetno]

toe picks & hockey sticks ch.3

chapter 3 is on ao3.

it’s binu/soap softness.

chapter summary:

Everyone falls, but it’s the recovery that is important.

preview:

He presses his face into his hands; he rarely has to remind himself that he cannot skate like this anymore.  He teaches because it is the closest he can get to his first love, maybe his only love.  His body is not in the right condition and will never be again.  He lifts his head and exhales.  

thanks for being here<3

[hear-the-dokidoki]

Send me a ship and a number and I’ll write a lil’ something

Theme: Angst

1. You’re not mine, but I’m still yours

2. You’re with me because of a bet..?

3. If only you’d look at me

4. I’m not good enough for you

5. Why are you crying?

6. I don’t love you anymore

7. You took a part of me when you left

Theme: Fluff 

8. Things you said at 3am

9. Please refrain from stealing my food

10. How can you be so cute 

11. What? You didn’t know I had a crush on you?

12. Under the cherry blossom tree… (shojo style)

13. Jealous? Me? Pffffff. AS IF.

14.  You’re my pocketful of sunshine