#boyfriend jongho

[f4irys4n]

ateez! fake texts

bf!ateez drunk texting you

suggestive, smut, fluff, mentions of intoxication

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[yoongikapi]

as types of kisses || ot8 || drabbles

pure fluff

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hongjoong:

⟢ littering kisses all over your face!

> every time you share a kiss he genuinely cannot contain himself and peppers kisses all over your face

> he finds it cute when you laugh and tell him it tickles and he takes this as encouragement to keep going

> sometimes you’d try to pull away while giggling and he’d wrap his arms around your back and keep you in place so he can keep kissing you

<3

seonghwa:

⟢ needing to cup your face!

> this man loves to admire you

> before he leans in to kiss you, his hands find their comfortable place on your cheeks and his thumbs brush your face and he can’t help but smile down at you

> he gently kisses you and his mind races; he cant believe you’re truly his

<3

yunho:

⟢ hand kisses!

> we all know this man’s hands are severely hot; well he thinks the same about your hands

> he loves holding your hands in his big ones and caresses them, the feel of your soft hands in his does something to him

> he can’t help but kiss the backside of your hands and the act makes him feel like your prince

<3

yeosang:

⟢ cheek kisses!

> he loves kissing your lips don’t get me wrong, but there’s just something about kissing your cheek that sends him into a daze

> or when you kiss his cheek?? oh pray for him

> its a small, innocent act that he absolutely loves

<3

san:

⟢ touchy kisses!

> okay so every time you kiss, he HAS to be touching you in some way, whether that’s holding your hand or wrapping his hands around the backside of your neck to pull you in close

> his absolute favorite tho is wrapping his hands around your waist (⸝⸝๑﹏๑⸝⸝)

> he loves how his big hands rest right above your hips and around your waist to pull you in, and he knows it drives you crazy

<3

mingi:

⟢ forehead kisses!

> this man towers over you which makes your forehead an easy target

> he smiles when he looks down at you and you glance back up at him, it makes his heart skip a beat and he can’t help but place a kiss to your temple

> he’ll never forget when you tried to place a kiss on his forehead, you pulled up a chair to reach and he ended up lifting you up instead

<3

wooyoung:

⟢ smiling in between kisses!

> he’s always been the smiley type, but it heightens when the two of you kiss

> the moment his lips touch yours he can’t help the big smile that spreads across his face, which makes you smile as well

> when his lips smile against yours you’ve gotten into the habit of deepening the kiss which makes him smile all the more

<3

jongho:

⟢ deep kisses!

> he gets so carried away when the two of yall kiss he physically can’t stop himself

> i’m talkin deep kisses where nothing else matters but the two of you

> when you pull away to catch your breath, his lips find yours immediately like he can’t get enough of you

<3

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[reallychaoticwoo]

Hey darling <3 I just read your changbin fic where he hurts the reader and it was sooo good; if it’s ok with you can you write one where San is very frustrated and jealous so he has no control and y/n is so helpless and pass out??

⛓️ Heya babes!! Im so glad you loved my Changbin fic, i always get so insecure writing smut, but im trying, haha! I hope you enjoy this one as well, and thank you for the request and support 🖤⛓️

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📝 Word Count: 2,379

❤️Pairing: San x reader

⚠️Warnings: MNDI 18+ ONLY!! cussing, possessiveness and jealousy, rough sex, needy dom San, equally as needy bratish/sub y/n, oral (f receiving), edging, hair pulling, choking, use of pet names, y/n passes out, post sex conversation and cuddles, slight degradation, brief fingering, i think thats it but as always let me know if i missed something 🖤

‼️This is purely for entertainment purposes and does not represent the idols in any way‼️

🖤Hope you enjoy!🖤

You were out with San and his friends celebrating their new album release over drinks and some bar food. Wooyoung and Mingi were busy on the dance floor, prompting San and Yunho to join them. Hongjoong and Seonghwa were nowhere to be found, as they'd run into some of Joong's producer friends on the way in. Yoesang and Jongho had found themselves a cozy spot at the far end of the bar to chat. Leaving you at the table you'd all claimed an hour prior.

You'd been content sitting and watching your boyfriend and his friends happily lose themselves to the music as you weren't nearly as skilled as them (not that you couldn't shake some ass, but that's beside the point). But after an hour of sitting alone and your drink being long gone, you decided you should probably go get some more drinks. As soon as you were about to get up some guy scooted into the seat across from you. 'Here we go' you thought to yourself as he smiled at you. "What's a beautiful girl like you doing sitting over here all by yourself?" You tried to contain the eye roll, smiling politely back as you answered, "Oh, I'm not alone." He looked sideways as he scanned the table. "You sure about that? Doesn't seem like there's anyone else here keeping your gorgeous self entertained."

The chuckle that escaped you wasn't that of happiness, but genuine amusement. 'This guy thinks he has a chance.' "I've been plenty entertained thank you." You leaned forward, smirking, and asked, "Do you happen to know the group Ateez?" His face lit up triumphantly at your question. He thought this was his in. "I do actually. I used to work with them back when they were KQ Fellas." You cocked a brow, "Oh really? Well, then, I'm sure you're very aware of how protective the lot can be." Confusion spread across his face as he tried to understand what you were saying. "Uh, yeah? What does that have to do with anything though?" He questioned. You smirked and laid a hand on his shoulder as you whispered in his ear, "I guess you're about to find out."

Unbeknownst to this poor man, you'd already caught San staring daggers in your direction as soon as the man sat across from you. Instead of just telling him outright that you were very much taken, you decided to have some fun.

As if on cue, San made his way over to you, placing his hand territorially on your thigh as he sat down beside you. "Having fun sweetheart?" San asked, his voice laced with annoyance and possessiveness. You smiled sweetly up at him. "I am! This guy was just telling me how he apparently used to work with you and the others back when you all were still KQ Fellas." San cocked his head raising his brow. "Oh really? You don't look familiar to me, but then again, that was so long ago. Has my lady been treating you well tonight buddy?" His grip on your thigh tightened as he awaited the man's response. A silent warning that his answer would decide your fate later tonight. "She's been a sweetheart. You got yourself a temptress there, San." San chuckled at the man's words, his grip so tight it was sure to leave a bruise. "That I do." He replied before turning his attention to you. "Tell me, darling, were you enjoying your little chat? You two looked rather comfortable." You gulped and tried to reposition yourself to ease San's grip on your thigh. "It was fine. Wouldn't say I enjoyed it though."

A few minutes of San asserting his dominance later, the stranger finally came to his senses and left the two of you alone. You scooted closer to San draping your legs over his thighs, only to be pushed off. "You want to tell me what that was about?" He asked harshly. You cocked your head, "Uh, what? He sat down in front of me and kept coming on to me. I was just about to go get us some drinks." You tried to explain to no avail. "Mhmm." That was all you got as a response before San grabbed your wrist and dragged you out of your seat. "Babe? What are you doing?" You questioned. "Taking you home." He snapped.

After quickly letting Yunho know you guys were leaving so he could tell the others, you two made your way outside. San opened the passenger side door of the SUV you'd arrived in and gestured to the seat. "Get in. Now." You quickly listened, not wanting to upset him further. Once he was in the driver's seat, he did not look or speak to you as he sped towards the dorms. The 20-minute drive home was filled with nothing but silence and tension, leaving you only with your thoughts of what was coming once the two of you made it inside.

Parked in the lot behind the dorms, San opened your door and walked towards the house without a word. Your stomach was in knots. He'd been jealous before sure, but never this cold towards you, never this silent. You shut the car door behind yourself and followed him to the dorms.

Not even a second after making it inside San had you pinned against the wall, his arms caging you in. "You want to tell me what that was really about now? Or are you going to continue acting like you weren't enjoying yourself talking to some other guy?" You looked at him, your mouth hung open as you tried to think of a reply. You couldn't help the feeling that started to flutter deep inside you seeing him like this. You'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't think it was incredibly hot how jealous he was right now. "Sannie, I told you I was going to get drinks, and he just sat down and started asking me why I was sitting by myself. I told him I wasn't and hoped he'd get the hint and leave." He laughed darkly, "Oh yeah? I'm sure you really wanted him to leave when you were touching him. Tell me baby, who got you this worked up tonight? Me or him?" His hand had snaked its way down, lifting your skirt just enough to palm your clothed cunt. You shuttered at the feeling, wanting, no, needing more. "Y-you Sannie.." You said a bit breathlessly. He slapped your cunt once before removing his hand all too soon. "Go to our room and wait for me." He ordered. You quickly listened and headed down the hall.

It wasn't long before San made his way into the room. He'd tried and failed to calm himself down beforehand. "Take off your clothes." He said sternly, as he made his way to sit at the foot of the bed. You shakily stripped down to your underwear all too excited about what was in store for you.

Dissatisfied with the underwear left on your body San shifted towards you and ripped them right off your body. "When I said take off your clothes, I meant all of them. I highly suggest you listen sweetheart." You scurried to unclasp your bra and threw it somewhere in the room. San took a moment to just stare at your naked body laid out all for him on his bed. He knew he was being a bit much but he couldn't get over the fact you willingly touched that man. Your hand on his shoulder, you'd laughed at something he said and it made San's blood boil. "Spread 'em," San said a bit harshly. "I want to see my pretty pussy laid out for me and only me."

You'd be lying if you said this didn't excite you, that you didn't absolutely love when San was more dominating. Maybe that's why you decided to put your hand on that guy's shoulder. You'd hoped it'd rile up your boyfriend and it worked. You spread your legs as wide as you could and even scooted your way closer to the foot of the bed. A perfect platter for him to feast upon. "Now I need you to listen very carefully darling. If you ever feel like you need to stop and things get too much, use the safe word. Okay?" San made sure to reiterate this every single time things even got slightly rougher and you loved him for it but right now you wanted the roughness. "Mhmm" You hummed out, earning a heated glare from your boyfriend. "Mhmm? That's how you think you answer me?? Try again."

With a bratty smirk you shook your head no. "I already answered, it's not my fault you don't want to accept what I said." He. Was. Fuming. How dare you!? You tease another man tonight and now you have the audacity to be a fucking brat? "Baby.." His only warning, his only offer to correct yourself. "Yessss??" You smile up at him sweetly. "Seeing as you want to play fucking brat right now and act stupid, you'll be treated accordingly. You do not move, do not touch me, do not make a fucking noise, and most importantly do not cum unless I tell you to. Do you understand?" The command in his voice instantly made your bratty side flutter, but you knew tonight was the night to put her away seeing as he won't even let you moan when he usually wants you screaming. You nod once, "Yes sir."

Without so much as another word his lips where connecting to your aching bud, setting off fireworks deep within. It took every ounch of restraint not to gasp and moan at his licks and sucks. The way he way fucking you with his tongue was so unholy it'd make Satan blush. He laped and slurped until he could feel you starting to come undone and before you could he pulled away. This happened 4 more times before you were silently crying, trying your best to behave. On the 5th time he added his fingers. His tongue moving with expert precision on your overly sensitive bud as his fingers hit the spongey spot inside you at the perfect pace. You accidentally whined at the feeling as you tried to keep from begging him to let you cum. San immediately stopped at the sound. The second his lips and fingers pulled away any restraint you had completely shattered.

"Please daddy, please, please... I-I can't do it anymore I need you.. please sir use me however you want just please please let me cum" You begged in between shaking sobs. "So fucking desperate tonight. Can't even handle your punishment like a good girl. Fine. You can come. Just remember you begged me to use you." Was his reply as he swiftly flipped you onto all fours and positioned himself at your dripping entrance. Without so much as a warning he bottomed out in one harsh snap of his hips. He thrusts were relentless, hitting all the right spots in a painfully perfect way. "Finally being good and fucking obedient? Is all it took being edged and fucked?" His voice was condescending but it made your pussy flutter. You choked out an apology in between tears and moans. "I'm sorry daddy, i-i.. I'll be good. Just wanted daddy tonight.. I'm sorry." He laughed, LAUGHED darkly at your words. "Oh so my little brat wanted to be punished? Needed a reminder of who she belongs to?" "Y..yes.. s..sir" was all you managed to get out. His hand finding it's way to your hair and yanking your back to his chest. The new position making him feel even deeper, his dick making an outline on your low stomach. "D..daddy soo big.." You babbled as you looked and the bulge so close to coming undone.

Once he saw the bulge his dick was making, he lost it. He became animalistic in his thrusts, his hand no longer in your hair but wrapped tightly around your throat. Everything inside of you snapped as soon as he squeezed your throat and your vision went black. You release so overwhelming from being edged repeatedly. Your body went limp and he was only two thrusts behind before his cum was being pumped deep inside your spent pussy.

As San came back to he realized you hadn't tried to lay down yet. He laid you down gently and panicked as you didn't respond to him asking if you were okay, if he went to hard. He ran to the bathroom to get a cold wash cloth and as he came back in the room your eyes were open again. He breathed a sigh of relief and ran to your side pulling you into his arms. "Baby are you okay??" His panicked voice made you confused and worried. "I'm fine Sannie. Honestly that was fucking amazing. What's wrong?" You asked. "Y-you passed out.. I..I'm so sorry baby.. that was too much.. I'm so so fucking sorry.." His eyes were lined with tears as he held you closer to him. You could feel him shaking at the thought that he actually hurt you. You tried to reposition yourself to look at him better but he was holding you too tightly. Instead, you wrapped your hand around one of his arms and gave it a squeeze. "Sannie, I enjoyed it. I'm okay, I'm not hurt. You know I love it when you get rough, and that was perfect, the passing out was even perfect. I've never cum so hard I passed out. If anything you should be proud you gave me such a earth shattering orgasm." You chuckled slightly as you continued to squeeze his arm in reassurance. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself baby, but I don't think I want to go through that ever again.. I can't stand the thought of possibly hurting you." You smiled up at him. "That's fine, but you still better fuck me like that again. Or I'll just have to make you jealous again." His hug tightened and he stared down at you with a warning look in his eyes. "Like fuck you will. You're mine." You leaned up to kiss him. "I know."

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[piratejoongie]

gamer yunho pt.2.

♏️ nsfw link, smut?

You're visiting your boyfriend, Yunho, at the dorms. You both watched some Harry Potter and ate delicious food, when his friends asked him if he could play Valorant with them. He asked you firstly if it's okay with you that he plays a little, to which you noded and with a little kiss on the nose, he got off the bed and started playing with his friends.

It's been 3 hours, and you're bored.

So you sneakily got to his desk when he wasn't paying attention, got under it, and found yourself between his legs. Carefully, you started stroking him over his sweatpants to get him hard. At first, he didn't think much of it until he felt cold air on his dick. Looking down quickly, he saw you smirking and taking his dick in your hands. You stated licking him from his balls up to his pretty pink tip, and since he was mid game, he could not do anything. Then you started sucking him while also stroking the rest of his length since he is big. He tried so hard not to moan, but you took him by surprise by deep-throating him, and he let out a moan. His friends asked him what's wrong and he said that his leg was cramping.

Such a liar.

You felt him twitching in your mouth, so you started licking and sucking more, deep-throating him a few more times until he came in your mouth. You picked him clean, and swallowing all of his cum. He loved the sight, and luckily for him, the game was soon to be over. Before you could get back to the bed where you were, you felt a strong grip on your hand, turning your head back, you see Yunho smirking.

"And what made you thought you could get away with this, darling? Being so naughty, sucking me off like that and making me hold myself back... do you know what bad girls like you deserve?" He asked.

You gulped. "P-punishment..."

"Exactly. Now bend over my desk."

You did as he said, bending over his desk, anticipating what he thought of...and suddenly, he spanked you...and he spanked you hard. He quickly took your clothes off, underwear along with it, sat back on his chair and admired his view for a while. He started glazing his delicate fingers along your folds, slowly adding one in you, making you squirm. Pumping his finger, he blew cold air on your cunt before licking you and greedily eating you out. You knew how much he loved it, having his mouth on you, savouring your taste and ravising you. Distracted by his sucking on your clit, he adds another finger, making you moan.

"Ah, Y-yunho.."

"That's it darling, let me hear who's making you feel good."

"Y-yun..." you couldn't hold it in, the sensation of him doing wonders on your clit, while hitting the sweat spot I side you made your brain turn into a mush. "Yunho, I'm gon-"

"Come on my face and fingers baby, I know you want to."

And with him encouraging you, you came and he cleaned up all your juices... but without a warning, he inserted himself in you, making you scream from pleasure.

"That's what sluts get when they're naughty. They get fucked. Rough. Hard. Merciless. "

You couldn't even respond back, you were just a moaning and screaming mess for him, as he had you roughly fucking while being bent over his desk. He quickly turned you around, making sure you're on the bed, laying nicely on your stomach as he inserts himself back in you, hitting that sweet spot with every stroke. You were seeing stars and were sure the boys can hear how loud you're being now.

"That's it slut, take my dick like that. Your cunt is so greedy, sucking me in like that, squeezing around me. I'm gonna fill you up, watch it leak out off you and fuck that cum back in, and watch it leak out once more."

His world made you moan, as you feel his dick twitching inside you, warming you up and filling you up full with his cum. He smacked your ass and watched his cum leak out, picking some up with his dick, he fucked his cum back in you, just to smack you other ass cheek and watch it leak out again.

"You good baby? Feeling alright? I wasn't to rough, was I?" He asked, looking at you with his big pretty puppy eyes.

"I'm fine Yuyu, I'll probably be sore in the morning. You were great sweetie." You reassured him and gave him a kiss.

"Good, let's get cleaned up and we can go back to watching movies. How does that sound?"

"Sounds perfect, let's to that."

[mybelovedwoo]

choi jongho as boyfriend - headcanon

headcanon, romance, fluff, smut

gn!reader x bf!atz

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masterlist

-the understanding, protective boyfriend who somehow know exactly what you think or feel without even saying it out loud

-he would be very shy around you at first, just because he likes you so so much, but over some time he would get more and more comfortable, and you guys not only would be the best couple but are literally best friends (he giggles in tiny a lot)

-also would be shy every time someone (his hyungs) starts to talk about you, they would probably tease him on purpose, they loves seeing their little one all flustered and red, whines "hyuuunnggg" so they would stop embarassing him

-he also would be shy to initiate any skinship around people, but when you are alone he is the most clingy little teddy bear in the world, and you just love it so much

-would playfight with you sometimes, but is literally so careful to not hurt you even by accident, he treats you like the most valuable treasure, like you are made out of glass, just like san did, but he is more careful because he knows he can be hard to deal with sometimes, he doesn't want to hurt your feelings ever

-he buys you food all the time, he doesn't care if you say your not hungry, you're gonna eat! it's just one of his love languages, he knows you can forget about yourself sometimes, so he's always there to take care of you

-his attention is always on you, he makes you feel like you are the center of his universe, and you truly are

-he likes long talks with you about anything and everything, especially at night maybe with a bottle of beer or soju, this is where you can connect in a deeper level

 -kisses with him would be passionate always, as i said before he would kiss you just when it's just the two of you there and no one else, he would grab your face or hug you close to him, he either likes little pecks or long ass make out sessions, no in between

-clings on you all the damn time (the only skinship he does in public too), hugs you from behind and never let's go of you, probably because he likes it that he can tease you like this

-sending you memes 24/7, he is the funniest boyfriend ever, "y/n open what i sent you, i wanna see your reaction" and would giggle next to you seeing all the faces you make about his dumb (but funny) memes

-he's super chill, like he never gets jealous because he trusts you with all his heart, but still got the dead stare when someone tries to flirt with you

-ofc coffee dates are your favorites, especially in a cold weather because you know when your hands gets cold he would take it and put it in his pocket and would hold them there

-i can't imagine him calling anything other then your name, maybe when he feels all lovey-dovey he would call you honey but that's the best he can do

-loves it when you wear one of his shirts when you sleep over at his place (would not wash it and would sleep in it the next day because it has you smell on it)

-when things get though for you, he is there and never leaves your side, always listens to you and gives the best advice

-waking up with him is not easy at all, clings to you and doesn't let you get out of the bed

nsfw +18!!!

-listen listen he is a dom no question (but not a hard dom, but not as soft as san either), but sometimes he likes it when you take control and take care of him, he think it's super hot

-he likes to take it slow and sensual, so foreplay is a must for him, where he can tease you as he wants, likes both loving and playful sex

-it's quite surprising but his sex drive is high, and it is far more meaningful than a quick release of energy

-he's okay with quickies sometimes tho, but they don't fulfill him nearly as much, especially as his love of foreplay and kissing

-he is a vanilla lover, a good missionary where he can hide in the crook of your neck or can watch your beautiful face

-it would 90% start with a long makeout session or cuddling session

-turn-ons for him, pure and simple things, naked bodies, rubbing, mutual masturbation, oral sex, your arousal, and you guys's special connection is enough for him sometimes

-biggest turn-offs is rushing probably, as i said before he likes to take it slow, and doesn't really like someone impatient

-as i said before communication is really important in your relationship, so this is no exception in bed either, you guys talk a lot during it

-he likes big cuddling sessions after it, sometimes you two fall asleep right then and there

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[hobi-j]

Boyfriend sannie 🩷

[atiny-moon]

ATEEZ as Boyfriends

Genre: soft, fluffy, suggestive

Pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

Tags: a little bit of everything <3

Word Count: 1.6K

HONGJOONG

Definitely the type of bf to fix your clothes - like if you’re going out somewhere, i can see him helping you pick out smth to wear or even styling you himself. And when you two are out, he’s constantly adjusting your fit so you don’t look bad. The type of guy wander off in the middle of a party just so he can admire you from afar

Though he isn’t too fond of being overly emotional, will hype you up to anyone who would listen and not even in an annoying way, it just so happens that the majority of his sentences start off with ‘oh, my partner..’

Loves leaving marks - biting, hickies, etc. in places only he knows about

Will call you every time he’s eating, even if he doesn’t say anything, just bc he missed you and wanted to have you around for a little bit

Doesn’t like to cuddle but does give the best kisses the kind where he just holds your chin in place and plays with the ways his lips touch yours

Ultimate king of push and pull

SEONGHWA

Ugh, the way this man would absolutely dote on his partner. Anything they wanted - he’d be all over it. Think acts of service type of love

Loves all the cheesy romantic shit, all of it - the matching accessories, matching hairstyles, coordinating outfits, taking an insane amount of cute couple photos, going to the most aesthetic date spots just so y’all can take photos together. Knows your best angles, duh

So many gifts. And expensive gifts, too! Hwa’s got super expensive taste and i feel like he’s the type of bf to dote on you so much that he wouldn’t want you to wear inexpensive clothing. Like he’ll be like, ‘oh, babe, i got you these new silk pajamas because you said mine were so comfy’ meanwhile he’s already replaced like all of your clothes

Super comfy stay-at-home dates where you do skincare and watch the latest episode of whichever drama you’re watching. Even when he’s hella busy, he’d find time to video call you so you could watch the newest episode together.

Always smells incredibly good, addictive even

Forehead kisses & top of the head kisses are his favorite

YUNHO

Textbook romantic gentleman. The type that makes sure you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, opens every door for you, never ever lets you lift a finger, and will always give you his jacket if you’re cold

Super sentimental. Like if you put together a scrapbook of all of your time together, guaranteed this man will cry. Especially if there’s a handwritten letter explaining how much you love him - he would simply be undone

Tries to remember every single detail about you so he can either plan the perfect date or gift you the perfect item. Truly works soo hard at being a good boyfriend. Also really good with birthdays. Like, scary good.

And tbh, the type of bf to call you out on your bs - like when you’re being a little unreasonable or if you’re telling him about a situation that you’re going through, i think yunho would be the type of bf to tell you when you’re wrong but in a nice way! (maybe.. he can be kinda savage sometimes lmao)

While I don’t think he’d be super into PDA i do think he’d just always be near you like close enough to reach out and hold his hand or close enough that you two would be able to talk without raising your voices

This man loves back hugs

YEOSANG

The best at good morning and goodnight texts. They somehow always make you feel loved and special

Super supportive? The type of bf to set reminders in his phone so he can wish you good luck on whatever upcoming project you’re working on. Even if it’s like the smallest thing ever, he’d be so proud of you for working toward it and even more proud when you achieve it

Really deep and interesting conversations

I think it would be so easy to be with Yeosang - like the both of you wake up together, get hungry at the same time, get sleepy at the same time, etc

It’s not that he’s not into PDA, he just forgets about it like of course he loves holding your hand, but he got distracted thinking about what he wanted to get for lunch

Laying his head on your lap is his preferred way to fall asleep

SAN

Loooooooves physical affection. Cannot get enough of it. I think his ideal would be being able to glue himself to you so two could just walk around permanently attached to each other. also I feel like San runs really fricken hot - like a cute lil heater

The ultimate hype man. It could be a pre-workout selfie, a just finished taking a shower selfie, an all dressed up selfie, a sleepytime selfie, a i just woke up selfie, IT DONT MATTER!! San is going to hype you up every single time. Which obviously does wonders for your confidence (which was his plan all along ;) )

Loves to stay in and just watch movies. Mostly so he can spend as much time as he can cuddling with you. Matter of fact, most of the dates he plans are just excuses to spend more time with you - physically and emotionally

Speaking of, San would be such a good listener! Like I feel he’d understand where you’re coming from emotionally and provide support in a positive and affirming way and never ever make you feel like your emotions are wrong or you were wrong, for that matter truly wants the best for you

And bc he loves you so much, I feel like he would also respect you a whole heck of a lot which means the first time you guys wanna do anything sexual, it takes him a loooong time to be okay with it. Like i think you would have to initiate

That said, he would absolutely blow your back out every chance he got once he got comfortable

MINGI

Loyal af. Once he makes a decision on who he likes, it’s that person FOR EVA so get used to the idea of having song mingi in your life

The wildest communicator - like, y’all abandoned texting very early on in the relationship and now exclusively communicate via selfies/photos, voice memos & memes. His voice memos are hilarious and sometimes incredibly lewd. Like will sing you an entire song that he just made up. In voice memos. Then follow it up with what he wants to do to you in excruciatingly graphic details.

While he won’t do completely matching outfits, he is super down to coordinate outfits - wear the same colors, or complementary silhouettes, something that lets ppl know you two are an ~item~

And though I think he likes being Princess Mingi, i think he would go to great lengths to make sure you’re taken care of - whatever you need, he’d get it for you.. Or get someone else to get it for you lolol

Will always pull you into his lap. He likes how easy/fun it is to manhandle you.

Loves PDA. I’m talkin full on make-out sessions, ass grabbing, hand holding, and everything in-between. good luck getting him off you!

WOOYOUNG

Likes biting. A lot. Especially the marks it leaves

Super generous. Like, the most giving man you have ever met. Will give you the shirt off his back even if you don’t ask for it. This also extends to anyone you know, especially! family. He likes knowing he’s the one taking care of you && yours

This man is crazy into fashion and i think his style would end up affecting your style, not bc he wants to but bc he just looks so cool all the time, you’d wanna match him, if you know what i mean. Definitely gives me gomez & morticia addams vibes.

Learns your favorite dishes and cooks them for you.

I think Wooyo’d be the type of bf to be a little controlling or ride the line of being a little mean just so he can rile you up. It turns him on when you get angry. But would also definitely cut it out if he saw you weren’t having it.. He wants to fuck you, not make you mad!

Can and will makeout with you for hours

JONGHO

Would have such a hard time telling you how he feels, but has no problem showing you how he feels - whether it’s buying you a little trinket, or making sure you ate, or even just listening to you, i think you would always feel loved when you’re with Jongho

Is actually really funny? Or maybe he’s just good at learning what makes you laugh and then gets good at telling you jokes that align more with your humor

Your family would absolutely adore Jongho

Wants to experience new things with you so all of your dates are either trying out a new restaurant, or visiting a new pop-up event, or going to a new city for the weekend, anything that helps creates memories with you

Hella anti-PDA. Will actively avoid holding your hand in public. But as soon as you are behind closed doors, will be the sweetest and most loving bf - being silly/cute, soft sweet kisses, plenty of hugs (which he’s surprisingly really good at), and sooo many massages

Jongho would give the best aftercare

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Monster

While others may perceive him as a monster, in your eyes, he is anything but.

(Mentioned self-loathing, stranger to lover, gender-neutral) 2,1K words

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The world saw San as a stormy cloud, like a large creature in human form making loud noises. His uniqueness, deeply ingrained in him, was like a red mark on his soul. Instead of being curious, people were scared of him. He is a destroyer; everything he touches ends up broken or injured. His name was rarely spoken, like a forbidden sound in the normal places. He was naturally isolated, surrounded by whispers and avoided looks. Every time he tried to touch someone, it ended in disaster, leaving behind only pain. The laughter he wanted to hear was like a song in his dreams, unfamiliar in the regular world. His heart, wanting warmth, stayed in the cold shadow of being rejected. Every morning reminded him of his lonely existence, and every laugh mocked his silent cries. The world seemed to have created a lonely prison for him, and its key was made from a distorted view. As bitterness grew, San felt a change in the ground beneath him. Whispers turned into screams, and avoided looks turned into full-blown terror. He, who was pushed away, started pushing others away. His pain, fueled by the world's negativity, started fighting back, a desperate plea for acknowledgment and connection, even if it meant creating it through the fires of fear.

The monster in him believed that nobody on earth could be kind to him. His heart was like a closed garden with no space for the difficulties of human interaction. And then there was you—a spark in the lonely landscape of his life. Your eyes, without the usual flinch or disgust, seemed like windows to a world he thought he could never access. When you bent down to pick up his red scarf, a gift from a long-gone mother, your voice, a soothing touch to his troubled soul, broke the silence. "You dropped this," you whispered, the words carrying a melody he'd never heard before. Hesitantly, he reached for it, his eyes meeting yours once again. There was no sign of fear or disgust, just a gentle curiosity. Surely, you knew. You must have. Whispers followed him like crows, a dark group casting shadows on his soul. Yet, there you were, untouched by fear, offering a connection like a bridge across a deep gap. The red scarf, once a symbol of his isolation, now became a delicate lifeline—a glimmer of hope in the overwhelming darkness. Could it be? Could someone truly see beyond the scary exterior and catch a glimpse of the boy he might be? The question lingered in the air, a silent plea resonating between your gazes.

The monster in him, a twisted snake of fear and distrust, showed itself. You, with clear eyes and a kind voice, bravely peeked beneath the damaged mask he wore. A tiny bit of hope grew in his empty heart, but old hurts quickly killed it. He thought, maybe, your innocence was fake, and your kind look just a passing fancy. He couldn't let himself believe in such a cruel trick. The lonely street, covered in swirling snow, matched the emptiness inside him. The freezing cold got through his worn-out coat, but it was the isolating loneliness that really made him numb. Every gust of wind reminded him of his solitude, an unwanted friend in the quiet. Then, a bit of warmth broke through the darkness. A careful tap on his shoulder, a whisper in the icy air. Surprised, he turned to see you standing there, a steady light in the snowy darkness. Your closeness woke up his senses, but your gaze stayed calm, as pure as the first snow. Stuck in your eyes, a captive of your comforting presence, he felt drawn to a part of himself he hadn't explored before. This vulnerability, this dependence, made him feel uncomfortable yet strangely comforted, leaving him angry at himself.

The monster in him woke up, confused. You, offering kindness like he had never experienced. Your hesitant smile appeared as you pulled out a paper bag from under your coat, holding it like a precious ember against the winter cold. With a gentle push, you placed it in front of him, silently inviting him to share. San, cautious but curious, looked inside. In the bag, like a small sun warming the chilly air, was a bread shaped like a fish, its golden crust still carrying the warmth of the oven. Yet, it wasn't just the warmth of the bread that surprised him. As he cautiously broke off a piece and tasted it, a different kind of warmth spread through him, thawing the corners of his long-cold heart. The simple act, the unspoken understanding in your eyes, sparked a glimmer of hope he hadn't dared to nurture. He enjoyed the bread, each bite a small rebellion against the loneliness he had worn like a second skin. The taste – sweet, yeasty, with a hint of the sea – turned into a connection, a song playing just for him. In that moment, the scary part loosened its grip on him, and a crack appeared in the icy fortress he had built around himself. It's cozy, but it's not because of that fish-shaped bread – it's because of you.

The monster in him roared, a basic clash against something he didn't know. You, a guiding light in the chaotic landscape of his life, showed a kindness so real, so different from the harsh treatment he was used to, that it stirred up his very soul. Was this warmth you were giving real, or just another cruel illusion in the emptiness of his existence? Doubt and questions messed with his mind like hungry rats. Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice the cautious stares of the people around, fear evident as they moved away from the monster they thought he was. But in the midst of his contemplation, a glimmer of hope appeared. It was the image of you, stepping out of the store like sunshine breaking through heavy clouds. He braced himself for the expected – your eyes turning away, quickly passing him, silently confirming his outsider status. However, you looked into his eyes, and everything around him paused. A smile, a real and bright smile, spread across your face, like a flower blooming in the desolation of his lonely world. He stood still, unable to believe it. Never before in his memories had he seen such a sight.

The monster in him backed away, like a quiet puppy retreating after a surprising encounter. He couldn't believe what was happening. You, like an angel in a world full of troubles, were walking towards him, a bright smile on your face. The whispers from the people around, like a mean song, stopped when you showed up, and their fear faded away in the face of your constant kindness. He stood still, stuck in the whirlwind of you coming closer. The city sounds turned into a dull noise, and all he could focus on was you. When you stopped, like a heavenly being in the busy marketplace, the air was filled with unspoken questions. Your hand, like an offering from another world, held a simple candy, a symbol of something much bigger. "Do you want some?" your voice, a melody he never thought he'd hear, floated in the air. His world, full of shadows, couldn't possibly fit someone like you. He was the scary one people talked about in quiet voices, the one kids hid from, the one fear kept away. But there you were, a real embodiment of hope, offering him a sweet treat dipped in kindness. It's sweet, but it's not because of the candy – it's because of you.

The monster in him once like a growling storm cloud, had now become a quiet shadow. However, doubt still stuck around, like a fog hanging onto the edges of his thoughts. Was it real, the warmth and kindness you shared, like a sprinkle of care on his lonely life? He really wanted it – the feeling of sunlight, a sense of belonging. He wanted to believe in you, in the chance you brought, like a fragile bridge connecting his solitude to the rest of the world. So, he began to notice you everywhere. Not actually everywhere, but in sounds like your laughter or in the sunlight like your smile. He took a risk and started talking to you, cautiously at first, like opening a rusty lock, scared that it might make noise. But with each moment he stole with you, each word he shared, the rust started to loosen, and the door to his heart opened a bit wider. Listening to your voice, the stories you told with laughter and vulnerability, made him feel alive again. He wasn't just the scary one people talked about in quiet voices, the shadowy thing. You saw him, really saw him, not with fear but with a kind curiosity that melted the frost around his heart. And in return, he found the forgotten joy of smiles hiding in the corners of his own lips.

The monster in him started moving, a dark feeling of fear twisting in his stomach. The idea of you, the light he wanted the most, turning away and leaving him in never-ending darkness - it was a terror too deep to describe. The silence between you felt like a big gap he really wanted to fill, but he didn't know how. He couldn't take the heavy quiet, so he spoke up, his voice rough with hidden pain. "I'm a monster," he said, the words feeling like a sharp blade cutting through his throat. Your reply, simple but deep, hung in the air, like a rope thrown across the gap. "No, you're not," you said, your voice filled with gentle confidence. He raised his voice, saying, "I am," his eyes teary, letting out emotions he had kept inside for a long time. "I've always been different; people always avoid me. I destroy everything; I hurt people. Are you still pretending you don't know?" he exclaimed, without a hint of a smile, while you sat next to him, watching his inner struggle. "I don't care," you answered calmly. This wasn't news to you; warnings about him had reached you when you first came to town, but you never let those warnings change your view. After expressing your lack of concern, he went quiet, stood up from the bench, and started walking away. "San," you called after him, and he stopped without turning to look at you. "You've never been a monster in my eyes," you reassured him.

It was the monster within him, wanting you like a dry desert wants rain. Even though he tried to keep away, staying alone, your image stayed in his mind like a ghost that wouldn't leave. So, the scary part gave in, leading him to your door without a plan. With hesitation, his hand touched your door, knocking gently. You answered right away, warm and welcoming. There you were, looking beautiful in your soft clothes, a smile on your face like a sunrise. Without saying anything, you moved aside, inviting him in without words. In that moment, under your kind eyes, the scary part inside him did more than want – it felt a strong desire for you. He stepped inside, like a hesitant traveler entering a special place. Your scent, familiar and comforting, wrapped around him like a gentle hug. The scary part, so used to darkness, blinked in the soft light of your presence. You guided him in, offering not judgment but a safe place. And the scary part, for the first time ever, felt a bit of hope, a chance for redemption, just because you let him in. "I'm sorry for taking it out on you," he whispered, and you replied with a soft sound. "No need to apologize, San. Not at all."

And suddenly, the monster in him fall silent as he rest his head on your lap. his head nestled in your lap, a haven of warmth and comfort. Your fingers combed through his hair, each touch a silent symphony of tenderness. He inhaled the scent of you, a balm to his troubled soul. "Can I stay like this?" he murmured, eyes fluttering shut. "Can I keep feeling this… this sunlit warmth from you? Can I just be with you… always?" His hand found yours, resting it gently on your knee, anchoring him to this precious moment. He yearned to bottle it, to preserve it against the inevitable tides of time. "I don't need anyone else," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Only you." A soft smile curved your lips. "Then stay," you breathed, pulling him closer. "Stay here with me, san. You're safe here." In your eyes, he saw not a monster, but a reflection of the man he could be. You treated him with respect, with an understanding that pierced through the layers of darkness he'd worn for so long. And perhaps, under your gentle touch, the beast within him was finally learning to recede, replaced by the flicker of a hopeful future. The monster in him has vanished as he found his home, it's no more.

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Naps with Ateez

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Hongjoong - As cliche as it is, studio couch naps. Hongjoong loves when you come visit him at the studio and he’s more than tempted when you pull him away from his computer to cuddle. He likes when you hold him, he falls asleep the fastest when you do.

Seonghwa - Definitely the type to accidentally fall asleep during movies and shows in the late afternoon. He promised you he would stay up but having your body pressed against him plus the lunch you guys just had, it was too easy to fall asleep.

Yunho - again another cliche but he loves when you fall asleep on his lap while he plays games. He can’t help but think you’re the cutest snuggled up on his lap, your face pressed into his neck. After his game ends he’ll pull away from the computer and just hold you in place.

Yeosang - Yeosang gives after school nap vibes, the ones that last hours. When you wake up you’re somehow even more tired, it’s dark outside, and you have no idea what time it is. He likes to pull you off the couch into the bedroom when he gets home from practice just so he can cuddle you to sleep.

San - Early morning naps are his go to. San is difficult to wake up in the morning, but slowly he’ll get out of bed and to the kitchen for breakfast clinging to you the whole way. You can bet after you eat though, he’s pulling you back to bed to get a few more hours of sleep.

Mingi - Mingi is the warmest when he’s asleep, your own personal heater. When you guys get back from an ice skating date. He’ll pull you to the couch to try and warm your body back up. You can’t help but fall asleep after such a tiring day.

Wooyoung - Woo is also a space heater at night, but he’s also a clingy bug. The type to turn the temperature down in the house after you get into an argument so you’re forced to cuddle him. Also the type to pull you to the couch to cuddle at inconvenient times, though you can’t complain it’s quite cozy.

Jongho - Definitely seeks cuddles and naps for comfort, maybe he’s had the worst day, nothings gone right. He was late to practice, the weather was terrible and he thinks he might catch a cold, and the oncoming headache wasn’t likely to go away any time soon. But there you are asleep on the couch dressed in his sweater. He can’t help but scoot into place next to you on the couch pulling you to lay on top of him. His own happy pill.

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so far away.

.pairing. nonidol!yunho x reader

.synopsis. long distance relationship between you and yunho but with a happy twist.

.warnings. none except grammar

.tags. fluff, slight angst

being in a long distance relationship wasn’t originally what you planned, but after meeting yunho your whole life seemed to change.

you never were much of a social butterfly, frankly you hated going out and into places with lots of people. you loved being a homebody, enjoying calmness and quiet but even when that was your life, one you were pretty content with…there still was something missing, or rather someone.

so you went out of your way and downloaded an app, hoping to meeting you someone special and that you did.

it didn’t take long for you to fall in love with yunho, his charm and humor was something he pulled you in with.

everyday you woke up to good morning, baby! did you dream sweet? and everyday you fell asleep to good night, my love. i love you.

you even met his best friend, his other half mingi, which you quickly became best friends with too. he often messaged you, sending you silly pictures of your boyfriend or letting you know what he’s up to if yunho’s too busy to do so himself and for that you were truly thankful.

because lately yunho has been quiet, he barely text’s you, always busy with dancing class, well, thats what he says and of course you believe him! he’s an active person so it’s not abnormal but it does hurt a little bit, you miss him a lot.

you miss him, you want to be part of his daily life but you can’t, not fully at least. but mingi sent you a pic of yunho one night, fast asleep on his desk, looking like he worked on something for some time. you can’t really tell on what though, it’s blurred. mingi wrote underneath “he’s been stressing about this for so long, he even forgets to eat and drink. don’t worry tho! i’m reminding him (:”

you didn’t exactly understand what he was referring to but it must be very important. with that knowledge you could calm down and sleep better but also worry a bit about your yunho, as he clearly overworks himself..

after two weeks you suspected that he might be working on your birthday present, your birthday that was just around the corner, especially because he was pretty secretive about it too and even after bothering mingi, who also acts kinda suspicious you let it drop.

two days before your special day yunho calls you, smiling so bright you could swear he’s brighter than the sun. he tells you “babe, are you excited for your present?” of course you were, he treated it like a government secret after all. “you know i am but i’ll be patient, promise.” after that his smile seemed to grow even more and he tells you, how the wait is gonna pay off.

you wondered what he made you and if it will arrive on your birthday or a few days after.

so imagine the surprise when your present ringed your bell, standing only one feet away from you with a box and spread arms, waiting for you to jump into.

and that you did, with tears streaming down your face.

“happy birthday my love, may all your wishes come true” he whispered. and god, they truly did.

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Love made me crazy...

❅Boyfriend!Jongho❅

TW: mentions of a panic attack, and just an overload of fluff and delulu lol

Word count: 2,5k

A/N: Uh...hi? I don't want to talk about it, okay? I don't know what's happening to me because I keep writing and writing when I have so many other things to do, it's maddening. But this is solely Jongho's fault: 1. he keeps bias wrecking me, and I love this man so much that I can barely contain myself at this point; 2. he just had to mention the first snow fall in Korea man...; 3. I love Choi Jongho. Anyways, this is a small scenario/drabble, I don't even know what to call it. I hope you all enjoy it and leave feedback, I really appreciate it! Happy reading!

            There was something about winter time that you didn’t particularly like. Perhaps it was the sun going down too fast, coating the world into darkness at 5 pm already, or perhaps it was the cold which never seemed to go away, seeping into your bones, making it a constant reminder that you handled warmth and summer a lot better. But then there were also things you absolutely loved about winter: the cozy clothes you could wear, the hot chocolate with marshmallows you could frequently enjoy, the Christmas Carols which became annoying once the holiday was over, the joy and excitement you felt wrapping up presents and then opening yours, the possibility to go skating on a warmer day, the relief of entering a warm place after being out in the cold for too long, and the snow. The snow was your number one favorite. You couldn’t wait for it to finally fall, the first snow holding a deeper significance. If you were with your lover while the first snow fell, that meant eternal love and a lifetime spent together. The thought alone could make you giggle and you muffled your mouth with the paw of you thick sweater, having gotten off track while studying. The holidays were right around the corner and winter break would soon start, you wanted to get some homework done before you’d be on your merry way, and what better place to do that at other than your university’s library? The studious ambiance helped focusing on your task at hand, feeling determined to finish your assignment in cultural studies. It was a subject you weren’t fond of and found it hard to sit yourself down and proceed with the assignment, but after all of your friends have handed in theirs, you realized the deadline was dangerously nearing, and so, you finally committed yourself to doing it. If it weren’t for the library and all the other hard-working students, you probably would have given up after half an hour. But now, three hours later, you stood proudly, and admittedly quite tiredly, as you stretched in your seat, a grin on your lips. It was almost 7 pm, the library would be closing in just an hour. You only had to write the conclusion for your assignment, but that was something you could do in the comfort of your room too, so, you grabbed the two books you have used for research, and stood, turning to walk to place them back on their respective shelves. One section wasn’t far from your desk as you quickly found where the book belonged to, having memorized the shelf and two other books you have taken them from beside. Then came the last book, which was more towards the back of the library, where the lights were dimmer in order to save up some costs since no students sat around there. You turned to the left, walking down between two large bookcases, eyes narrowed at the titles of the books. Your vision was slightly blurry as your eyes hurt from having stared at your laptop for three hours without a break. You realized you had turned onto the wrong row, so you went to check out the next one, successfully finding the empty spot where your book belonged. You cheered very quietly, pushing the book back to its place, just as you felt hands on your waist, squeezing. You yelped loudly, grateful that you were in the back and not bothering anyone, as you quickly turned around, slightly terrified by who would sneak up on you like that, but your heartbeats slightly calmed at the familiar face of your boyfriend.

“Jongho!” You whisper-shouted as you lightly slapped your boyfriend’s chest, his lips pulling up into an adorable grin, cheeks puffing up and eyes twinkling with amusement, “You scared me!”

“I thought my girlfriend would be more aware of her surroundings,” Jongho teased as he ruffled your hair, making you pout, “Especially when a handsome man like myself was trailing her—”

“Ey, Jongho, now you’re just asking for—” You tsked as you narrowed your eyes at your boyfriend, who slightly stepped closer, making you walk into the shelves behind you.

“Asking for a what?” He asked cheekily, making your heartbeat pick up again. Jongho and you had been dating for two months now and you knew you should have gotten used to his antics, his shameless flirting and playfulness, but you could never quite do so. He always said something which took you off guard or made you a blushing and stuttering mess. Like right now, as he jut his lips out and made kissy faces, teasing you as you pretended to be annoyed, desperately trying not to giggle.

“Who’s the one asking for a kiss now?” You teased back, but only blushed more when Jongho smirked, leaning closer, your noses almost touching.

“I can’t help myself when my girlfriend is so cute.” You would’ve rolled your eyes but Jongho’s soft lips were pressed against yours, making your eyes close as your arms went around his shoulders, pulling him into yourself. Jongho’s hands wrapped around your middle, smiling into the kiss as your lips assaulted his eagerly, having missed him all day long. He had classes early in the morning and then he had to attend his swimming classes, his tournament was soon coming up, he had to train hard. You didn’t even agree to meet up today, but his presence was more than welcomed as you had been thinking about him all day. Your lips moved softly against each other, kisses drawn out and slow, Jongho taking his time in tasting you and the hot white chocolate you had drank not too long ago—you had to sneak that into the library, but what the librarian doesn’t know about won’t hurt her. You revealed in Jongho’s comforting arms, his honey like cologne sweet and familiar. He felt like home, like that cozy place you’d frequent because you grew to love it and made you feel safe, protected from the cold outside world. That’s how Jongho made you feel like, safe, and like you could conquer the whole world with him by your side. He was the sweetest person you had the luck of meeting and far the most loving person in your life. He was so easy to love, your heart felt full as your lips moved together, breathing in each other, wrapped up in your own world before Jongho slightly pulled back, seemingly breathless. It made you chuckle as you cradled his cheek and rubbed his flushed soft skin with your thumb, not even trying to fight off the huge smile on your lips.

“I missed you.” You couldn’t help but giggle as you allowed the confession to slip past your lips, and Jongho’s face lit up even more as his cheeks flushed a darker shade of red, lips pouting as he looked down embarrassed, but still nuzzled his face into your hand. Sometimes he made you wonder how you survived his cuteness without having a heart attack yet.

“I missed you too, how was your day?” Jongho asked as he raised his head up again, and kissed your cheeks slowly, slightly distracting you from what you were about to say.

“Way too long without you by my side, but—” You giggled as Jongho bit your cheek lightly, “I finally managed to do my social studies assignment!”

Jongho hummed and pulled away to be able to look into your eyes, “Finally, I thought I’d have to tie you to a chair myself and force you to do it.”

You snickered and lightly punched his shoulder, wrapping your arms around his neck again as you pressed a quick kiss against his cherry red lips, “And how was your day?”

“Productive and practical,” Jongho said confidently, eyes glinting with mischief, “I have mastered how to keep you out of my thoughts, you won’t be able to bother me anymore when you’re not with me.”

You gasped dramatically and tried to step away from Jongho, but his arms tightened around you as he grinned, fingers flexing against your sides, threatening to tickle you, “Don’t pout like that. If I keep thinking about you only I will lose in the tournament, and then I’ll be really sad.”

“You won’t lose, Jongho, you’re phenomenal, I’ve seen you compete before.” You encouraged him with a fond smile, having seen him competing before. It’s actually how you got to know of the existence of Choi Jongho. Your best friend had been a big swimmer until an awful injury, which led her to now enjoying going to swimming competitions, cheering for her once fellow teammates and rivals. Apparently, Jongho and her used to train under the same coach, so when she heard that Jongho went to the same university as the two of you while maintaining his swimmer career, she was exhilarated to go and see him compete. And, of course, she dragged you with herself, trying to convince you why you should also pick up a few swimming lessons as you couldn’t swim very well. The match seemed to be quite interesting, but you found yourself bored throughout the half of it, having to excuse yourself to the bathroom. On your way back is when you ran into Jongho, quite literally, as he came stumbling out of the men’s restroom. He seemed to have trouble breathing and when you noticed he couldn’t really form coherent sentences, it became obvious by his lack of breathing pattern that he was having a panic attack. Your best friend having those quite often, you were familiar with the process, and you managed in helping Jongho calm down, only to find out that he got proposed to join the national swimming team. Since he was already nervous from the current match, and that combined with the shocking news he had just gotten it lead to him feeling overwhelmed, which then lead to a breakdown. After you were sure he was feeling fine, the two of you parted ways and you went back to my best friend, explaining why you came back later than expected. And much to your surprise, after the event was over, your best friend forced you to wait with her for her long-time friend, only to introduce you to the guy you had helped with his panic attack, Choi Jongho. You seemed to run into each other quite frequently at university after that, and after a few in passing quick conversations, Jongho asked for your number, which you gladly gave to him. That was probably the best decision of your life.

“What would I do without your support…” Jongho mumbled to himself before he pecked your lips and stepped back, offering his hand for you to take, “Are you hungry? Want to grab some dinner on our way home?”

“I’m a bit tired, if you don’t mind, we could just hang out at my place instead of eating out.” You said as your fingers interlaced and the two of you took off towards your table. Jongho wore an ankle long dark brown coat, his black ripped jeans peeking through as he walked.

“That’s fine by me,” Jongho answered quietly with a smile, “how do you feel about some Chinese take-out?”

You grinned as you nodded your head at him, “That would be lovely.”

            After gathering your things and placing them in your backpack, Jongho and you were off towards the Chinese take-out place, hands clasped together, and noses hidden behind your thick scarves. Jongho talked about his day, told you about meeting his new coach and instantly taking a liking to him. He mentioned how Hongjoong got the call too and would be joining their team, leaving Jongho ecstatic that his best friend would be once again by his side not just out of water, but in water too. He knew you wouldn’t see each other for a month as he’d be touring the country very soon, so very enthusiastically he showed you the calendar on his phone and what plans he had made for the two of you for the remaining days of the month, wanting to spend as much time with you as possible. You couldn’t help but tear up a bit at how attentive and caring he was, pecking his cheek lightly despite Jongho hating PDA; he didn’t exactly complain as he turned his head and stole a swift kiss, making you giggle. Just as you crossed the road, the Chinese restaurant a few steps in front of you, something wet fell on your cheek. Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked up, dreading the thought of rain as you hadn’t brought an umbrella with yourself, and by the looks of it, Jongho didn’t have one either. Jongho noticed how you had stopped moving and he turned around, eyebrows raised as he gazed at you curiously, your eyebrows furrowed as you stared up at the dark cloudy sky, white specks helter-skelter falling from the darkness above. Your eyes widened as more wet spots fell on your face and you raised your free hand up high, opening your palm to catch the small snowflakes. Jongho’s eyes wandered around in surprise as he took in the sudden snowfall, fingers tightening around yours. It was the first snowfall of the year. Upon realizing this, your lips pulled up into a huge grin and you beamed up at Jongho as his eyes found yours. That gummy smile which you loved so much was back on his face and he gently tugged on your joined hands, pulling you into his chest.

“Would you look at that,” He muttered with amusement; however his eyes were filled with fondness, “The first snowfall of the year.”

“Just when I was walking with my boyfriend, how convenient.” You chuckled as your nose scrunched up and you leaned in, kissing the corner of your boyfriend’s lips.

“You know what this means…” Jongho trailed off, grinning as the snow continued to fall around the two of you, wrapping the world into a white blanket.

“I do, Jongho.” You whispered, suddenly feeling shy as your boyfriend cooed at you.

“I suppose you’ll be stuck with me forever now.” He said quite smugly, shrugging nonchalantly as he made you laugh, content about the prospect of having to live his life with you by his side.

“Wouldn’t want to have it any other way,” You brought your joined hands inside your jacket’s pocket, fingers having frozen by now, “I love you, Jongho.”

“And I love you too, pookie.” The nickname made you burst into laughter, but you pulled Jongho into a hug, burying your head into the comfort of his neck, the inside of his scarf warm against your skin. Your nose was freezing and Jongho yelped when he felt it pressing against his hot skin, making you chuckle. But he didn’t pull away as he patted the snow out of your hair, feeling content.

“Let’s go inside before we turn into statues.” He mumbled close to your ear and you nodded, agreeing with him. The moment might’ve felt magical, but you fancied knowing your body wouldn’t freeze over. With your hands still intertwined, you hurried inside the Chinese take-out place, giggling as Jongho ruffled his hair, making it stick out in odd places.

Yes, perhaps there were no coincidences. You could totally imagine living your life with this one lovable human being.

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