#come on let's be honest lele is adorable

[hwanchaesong]

☞🍹Sixth Drink: Living in champagne and sparkles is a dream come true for anyone. But not with him, a mess in his head, won't you fix it for him? 🍸

🎧: The Weeknd - Snowchild

wc: 567

genre & warnings: angst, fluff, comfort, rich!chenle, fiancé!reader, cursing, etc etc

a/n: this is a part of The After Hours Bar series. if y'all want, you can read the other album inspired fics of other groups here.

"Are you having fun here? Alone?" you ask the man who is sitting on a kid's swing, taking the empty spot beside him and staring straight ahead.

"Not really." he answers, laughing weakly while he absentmindedly kicks a pebble on the ground.

"Then," you crane your neck to look at your beloved, "would you mind sharing with me what's in your pretty little head?"

He grins, this time a genuine one, "I'm sorry to break it out to you but my head is not little. I will accept the pretty part though."

He smiles when he hears you laugh at his joke before breaking out a sigh, gazing down at the dirt and contemplating whether to spill his problems to you or not.

He could always play it off. Tell you that he's tired because of work, but how much more can he take until he explodes?

"Lele," you reach out and hold his hand in yours, engulfing his cold ones with your warmth, "it's just me. You can be honest with me."

You're right, he did choose you as his confidant in life. There really is no point in hiding things from you.

Chenle intertwined his fingers with yours, his usual smiley expression is now devoid of any emotion.. well, one emotion— indifference.

Not towards you, but towards the people who are supposed to be his pillar when life gets tough.

"They are so shitty." he says and you wait for him to continue, "I always did whatever they wanted me to do, and when I ask them for something, they can't even do it."

He sighs, closing his eyes in resentment to calm him down.

Throughout his existence, the extravagant life and business-minded attitude have been drilled into him. He was taught to think critically, that wealth and success come first over anything else.

But he is tired from all of those, and he wants to escape.

That is why he asked them for a small favor of giving him a break, but they can't because it will hinder the plans for the company.

Fuck all that.

"What did you ask them?" you inquired, gazing at his slumped figure.

"Just a few days off." he murmurs and your heart squeezed painfully in your chest. You couldn't fully fathom how simple his request is yet they aren't able to give him that.

You were silent for a few seconds before you stood up, walking in front of him and crouching down. Your hands are now fully engulfing his, and the shiny engagement ring on your finger gleams under the dim street lamp light.

"Let's try again. I will come with you." you declared, beaming at him when he gave you a confused look.

"Y/N, it's okay. I w-"

"No, no." you shook your head. You are not going to sit down and watch your fiancé slowly rot in hell (his workplace), "We will fight for that vacation of yours together."

Chenle had a lot of good food from the Michelin star chefs and restaurants, but he never really felt the kind of full that he's experiencing now.

"Thank you, Y/N." he chuckles when you childishly stick your tongue out, acting like an adorable fool to make him laugh.

As the snow begins to fall in the middle of the city, Chenle was oddly warm, and he knows that you are the reason for it.

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[lelengerine]

hiii i love ur writing sm! i saw u had a drabble event and the bookstore and soulmate au caught my attention!🥹 i was wondering if u could write abt those two aus w lele or jaem 🥹…preferably lele since there’s a shortage of fics of him :<

a little comfort and hot cocoa

pairing | chenle x reader

genre | soulmate and bookstore au, lele calls you dummy (affectionately !!), no pronouns are explicitly used in this, lmk if there’s anything i missed!

wc | 0.9k

notes | i feel like this is one of the drabbles im really happy with (mainly because its lele and i absolutely adore my little gummy bear) thank u anon for the req and finally giving me the motivation to write about him !! i apologize for it being very overdue though, pls ACCEPT THIS AS MY OFFERING

this is part of my drabble req event here!

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a familiar jingle passes your ears as you push open the fogged-up glass door leading up to your neighborhood’s local bookstore – the scent of vanilla and cardamom wafting in the air. rows of slightly tattered bookshelves come into view, one that has you unknowingly smiling to yourself.

you’d often drop by when life was getting a little too hectic, finding solace in the comfort of the quaint bookstore. there, you’d be greeted by the warmest of smiles presented by the elderly couple who worked in the store as bookkeepers and knew you almost as if they were close relatives. there weren’t much customers during the day, so they let you stay as long as you pleased, even setting aside a cup of hot cocoa for you when the days got a little chilly.

the welcoming atmosphere almost allows you to completely forget the reason for your visit, only recalling you had just rushed out of an exam, already knowing in your heart that despite the countless hours you spent tirelessly studying your notes, you could have never prepared yourself for the items on the test. 

whatever. that wasn’t the point right now. 

you needed to stop thinking about it for a moment, just until the point came when you didn’t feel like bursting into tears at the mere mention of the topic. you come up to the counter with steadfast movements, yet you didn’t expect that someone else entirely was manning the register at this hour – then again you usually dropped by in the evening when it was just an hour into the afternoon at the moment.

“uh, you’ve been staring. are you alright?” the new staff member asks, a look of slight concern washing over his face at your blanked-out state. your line of sight eventually focuses on him, noting how he resembles a little pouty kitten, which only makes you want to ruffle his hair and even pinch his cheeks. yet, you soon realize his hand had been waving in front of you the entire time, silently calling your attention, and you snap out of your trance, wondering what got into you. 

you weren’t one to space out in the first place. that was… well… a little odd.

“y-yeah, sorry. it’s just that i’m used to the elderly couple that usually takes the shifts in the evening.” you state, trying to downplay your frazzled expression by sparking up small talk.

his head tilts a little to the side, a purse on his lips remains for a moment before he decides to speak, “oh, you mean my grandparents?”

“they’re your grandparents…?” you sputter without much thinking, repeating the same information you were just told. 

“that’s what i just said, dummy.” a chuckle emits out of the boy, and your cheeks grow hot from embarrassment. though it’s only been a couple of minutes since you’ve met him, and he’s already begun poking fun at you, his presence is something you’re immediately fond of. you’re comforted by it, reminding you of the cozy ambience that radiates off the bookstore itself.

there was no doubt he wasn’t related to the lovely elderly couple you often greeted during your visits because he was just as lovely.

“can’t someone make an honest mistake around here?” you huff softly, crossing your arms together as if you were offended by his words.

“i never said that!” he quickly responds, “i was just correcting you.” a teasing smile makes its way up his lips, eyes crinkling to make it seem as if he had whiskers – a kitten, you point out in your mind. “what’s your name anyways? by the way you talk, you seem like a regular around here.”

“i am, somewhat?” you answer back with the shrug of your shoulders, “i come here when i… feel like it.”

“well, if you need company… you can always look for me.” it was like he read your mind from your hesitance to answer his question alone. did that mean he wanted to spend time with you? surely no one would say something like that if they didn’t want to see you again, right? your heart starts going into overdrive at the thought, unable to understand the foreign, yet fluttery feeling in your stomach. 

your gaze turns away from him in hopes of calming your poor heart, “i don’t even know your name.”

“chenle. zhong chenle.” even his stride remains confident, eyes still on you even though you’ve turned away from him. “that gives you no excuse to not come find me now, does it?”

“i suppose so… i’m y/n by the way.” you mumble out hesitantly, fumbling with your fingers, and he chuckles at the meekness you’re displaying in front of him. how endearing, he thinks.

“good. make sure you do that then.” chenle walks out of the counter, making his way towards you in light steps, and before you know it, he’s giving a gentle pat to your head. “i hear you like hot cocoa? i’ll prepare you a cup.” he bids before scurrying off to the back of the store, leaving you like a deer caught in headlights.

how did he know you enjoyed hot cocoa here? how much did he know? had he known who you were since the beginning? 

albeit you’re now slightly embarrassed at the revelation, and yet the questions that pop up just as quickly as a system error in your laptop tingle your curiosity. maybe, just maybe, you have a new reason for coming back to frequent the local bookstore.

[pledis-17-trash]

Chenle being random

okay idk why I saw him doing something like this honestly~ Its random like his dolphin sounds~<3

yes call me weird XD 

have a nice day! hope i made you chuckle or at least smile!

-admin suzy

[hxseok-honee]

sundress || part 18

written portion under the cut!

sundress [part 18] || make you feel better

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a/n : [and if you were my little girl // i’d do whatever i could do] daddy issues x the neighbourhood

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Saturday, 23 October, 10:13pm

“Are you feeling any better?” Y/n blinks and looks over at Yoongi while she’s dropping empty McDonald’s containers in her garbage bin. He’s standing by the window, pushing it open and fanning himself, cheeks red. It’s starting to get rather chilly outside these days, and the castle’s finally turned on its heating systems to keep the students from freezing to death as winter nears.

The problem -- for most Slytherins, in fact -- is that Yoongi’s so used to the dungeons always being cold that it takes him some time to adjust to the heated rooms above ground in the winter. Y/n’s bedroom feels normal to her, but to him it’s a damn sauna, a sentiment emphasized by the fact that he’s stripping out of his hoodie as he makes his way to her wardrobe to look for thinner pajama bottoms than the ones he’d shown up in. When he finds what he’s looking for, he’s ducking into her bathroom, calling out to her through the door.

“Answer me, nerd.” Y/n hums, having forgotten that he’d even asked her something because she’s so busy trying to decide how to survive the night with that chill coming in through the window.

“I’m okay -- Yoongi, how are you expecting me to sleep with that window open? We’ll both catch a cold.” Pulling the door open, Yoongi tosses his other pants over her desk chair and points at his hoodie, abandoned on her bed.

“Should still be warm.” He doesn’t say anything more about it, heading over to where his laptop sits on her mattress, their movie paused. “You’re only feeling okay?” He’s very nonchalant about the whole thing, but he keeps bringing it up, so Y/n knows he wants to have this conversation.

“Yeah, I’m just -- I dunno, stressed. Tired. Overwhelmed. Did I mention stressed?” Breathing out a laugh through his nose, Yoongi checks that the battery on his laptop’s still fine while Y/n reaches for his hoodie. Sliding it over her head, she finds that he wasn’t wrong -- it is still warm. It also smells like him, and she breathes in the scent easily, already mourning the moment that the material will start to smell like her instead.

She’s so busy pressing the sleeves to her nose and humming with satisfaction at the smell that she doesn’t notice Yoongi’s watching her from where he sits on the edge of her bed. When she finally looks up and meets his eyes, she sees that he’s got a fond look on his face, smiling up at her while she gets distracted by the comfort of wearing his clothes.

“Having fun?” If this were any other day, she might be embarrassed that she’s been caught sniffing his hoodie. But she’s feeling warm and a little delirious both from the food and the exhaustion of such a long day, so she’s just nodding, pressing the sleeves to her face again. Yoongi’s lips twitch in amusement.

“Okay, well -- we can finish the movie or just go to bed? If you’re tired?” Y/n shakes her head, still feeling too wound up from the day to even fathom going to sleep right now.

“Let’s finish the movie — I’ll probably fall asleep at some point.” He nods, scooting back on the mattress until he can lean against the headboard and get under the blanket, beckoning her over with a pat of his hand on the space between his legs.

“Come on — I’ll keep you warm.” Unable to deny the excitement she feels at the thought of being held while she drifts off to sleep, Y/n crawls over to Yoongi, settling with her back against his chest. She sighs contently when he wraps his arms around her, hitting the spacebar on his laptop with his foot to resume the movie before bending his knees and caging her in. She feels safe here.

They watch the movie in silence for a few minutes, Yoongi holding Y/n’s hands in his and playing with her fingers to try and soothe her with small movements. It seems to work, because she’s curling into him even more after a moment. Pressing a kiss to her temple, Yoongi whispers to her.

“Is there anything I can do?” Y/n shuts her eyes with a smile, filled with adoration. Ever since what had happened on Thursday, when she’d expressed her insecurities, Yoongi had been more attentive than usual. Keeping an eye on her and spending more time attached to her physically, he’d been very affectionate the last couple of days. She’s not even sure he’s noticed. “Y/n?” She cracks her eyes open, letting out a noise of confusion. Yoongi smiles softly, repeating himself.

“Let me help you… please?” Humming quietly, she finds it hard to concentrate, feeling herself getting lost in his warmth — he’s solid against her, strong and secure. With his heartbeat against her back, his breathing in sync with hers… it’s comforting. She knows he’ll take care of her if she asks.

“There’s… one thing… that might be nice.” He squeezes her, letting her know he’s listening. Their hands are intertwined in her lap, but she’s extracting her right hand from the pile and placing it gently on the back of his. Guiding him slowly, she sets his hand at the base of her throat, feeling him inhale sharply behind her when he gets the message.

“I thought you said you didn’t wanna talk to Rough Yoongi anytime soon.” He says it jokingly, but she hears the genuine question within.

“It doesn’t have to be rough…” Blinking quickly, he starts putting the pieces together in his head, realizing what she wants. But his silence is a little too long, worrying her, and she’s turning just enough that she can see him out of the corner of her eye.

“We don’t have to… is it because it’s Saturday?” If he’s honest, he’d completely forgotten about the fact that this would technically break one of their rules, but he’s pretty sure he’d broken a rule at that Gryffindor party not long ago. Besides, she needs his help.

“I don’t care about that… I just wanna make you feel better.”

She’s already whining, and he hasn’t even done anything yet. Moving his hand, he wraps his fingers around her throat, pausing to meet her eyes before he does anything else.

“But I need you to do one thing for me.”

“Anything.”

He purses his lips, incredibly fond of her in this moment — usually, it takes a while to break her, but she’s already given in. She’s already relinquishing control, leaving everything up to him. It’s adorable, but he’s still cautious, not wanting to go too far -- not tonight.

“You have to tell me how you’re feeling when I ask. Sound fair?”

She nods quickly, breathing out a confirmation as she leans her head back on his shoulder and shuts her eyes.

“Mm… sounds fair…”

Keeping his gaze on the side of her face, he runs his thumb and two of his fingers along the sides of her neck, feeling her shiver against him. Satisfied, he presses the rest of fingers down, palm warm against the base of her throat.

When he squeezes tight, her body reacts automatically, a shaky breath leaving her while she clings to him. Her hands ball up the material of his pants when she grabs at his thighs, and Yoongi’s shocked to see how responsive she is.

“Are you that wound up, babygirl?” She whines quietly, and he squeezes once in warning. She hadn’t answered him. “Let’s try that again, hm?”

“I’m sorry…” He watches her frown as she apologizes, her eyes cracking open to glance nervously up at him. “Are you upset with me?” Removing his hand from her throat, Yoongi brushes his thumb over her cheek, shaking his head.

“Not upset… Just want you to answer my questions so I know you’re okay.” She nods, unintentionally pouting at him while she finally responds to his question.

“I’m still just… really tense, I guess…” Dragging his fingers back down the column of her throat, Yoongi squeezes suddenly — it’s not harsh or shocking, only firm, his hand steady against her. It pulls a sigh out of her, and her eyelids are fluttering closed as she drops her head back against his shoulder again.

“Feel good?” She smiles hazily, a whispered ‘yes… thank you’ leaving her, and Yoongi can’t help but smile at how honest she is. Pressing tighter, he doesn’t say a word about the shaky moan that slips out, only wrapping his free arm around her waist and holding her closer to his chest.

“Don’t worry about anything, okay? I’ll take care of you, babygirl.” Her whine is loud, and he sees now that that’s what she needs from him -- to help her forget. To give her a break… Yoongi plans on making that happen for her.

“Trust me?” She echoes back immediately, the ‘trust you’ breathy and distracted, like she’s not totally paying attention. But she’d remembered to answer, so Yoongi knows she’s still with him.

“Want me to fix it?” She whines out a confirmation, nodding slowly. This one’s delayed, prompting Yoongi to check in on her.

“How are you feeling?” A pause, and then—

“Good… feel good… better…” Yoongi flexes his fingers, pressing down for longer this time to reward her for being honest with him. When he finally eases up, she’s gasping for breath, and he can feel her heart racing through her back — or maybe that’s his heart. He’s not sure. They’ve done this before, but not like this, so he’s getting a little nervous that what he’s doing won’t be enough to help her. But he has to be steady for her, so he’s pushing forward, hoping he can do it right.

Pressing his mouth to the shell of her ear, he’s mumbling softly to her -- it’s permission, permission to forget everything and give him control. And, even though he’s unsure of himself, it turns out to be exactly what she needs.

“Just let it all go, babygirl… Don’t think about anything but me.” He squeezes for emphasis while he says it, only releasing her when he feels her exhale deeply, going lax against him. Running his fingers gently over all the places he’d pressed too hard, wondering if he’d accidentally left bruises, he whispers to her, checking in.

“Better?” When she doesn’t respond after a moment, his heart is dropping, and he’s glancing down at her quickly, fingers going to her chin so he can turn her head toward him.

“Y/n?” She doesn’t make any move to acknowledge him, only nuzzling her face into his neck slightly. Yoongi furrows a brow, blinking through the pounding in his ears because he needs to figure out what to do. Had he gone too far?

“Baby? Hey…” Taking her face in his hand, he shakes her gently, trying to get something -- anything -- out of her. She must be able to hear the slight edge in his voice, because she’s finally responding. Just a hum, but it’s enough to have him sighing in relief. “There you are…”

“…’m sorry…” Breathing out a laugh, Yoongi works at slowing his heart rate while he responds.

“You’re not in trouble… just wanna know how you’re doing.” Y/n shifts in his arms, turning in his lap until she’s curled up to his chest, her mind fuzzy. She only nods, and Yoongi knows that’s all he’s getting out of her. But he’s gonna need more than that.

“Feel better?” She nods again, stronger this time.

“Better… much better…” He’s glad, because he’s not sure he’d be able to keep going with this tonight, still a little on edge. But as he looks down at her, he can see that she’s completely at ease, all of the tension in her shoulders and face gone now. His chest swells, proud of himself for being able to help her after all.

And then a breeze is drifting in through the open window, and she’s shivering against him. He looks over at it, relaxing his hold on her as he considers getting up to shut it.

“Want me to close the window?” Immediately, she’s latching onto the front of his shirt, holding him back. Her eyes open then, expression laced with panic. His own eyes go wide, too, not having expected her to come out of her headspace that fast.

“No-- Don’t go…” Yoongi breathes out a laugh of disbelief.

“I wasn’t gonna leave, baby…” But he doesn’t push it, only readjusting his arms around her, pulling her close again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Sliding his leg out from under the comforter, he closes his laptop with his foot, their movie completely abandoned.

Deciding he’d honestly rather risk breaking the device than letting Y/n go for even the few seconds it would take him to move it to her bedside table, he nudges the computer toward the edge of the bed, aiming for the spot where he’d left his bag earlier and pushing it off. He winces when it crashes to the hardwood floor instead. He’ll just buy a new one.

Turning to look at Y/n, he shuffles around on the mattress until they’re tucked comfortably under the blanket, Y/n’s face hidden in his chest.

“Doing okay?” He feels her nod, and then she’s lifting her head to look at him -- her eyes seem clearer now, he notes.

“I’m good now… sorry for not answering you earlier…” With a smile, he scoots down until they’re eye level with each other. He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her as close as possible.

“It’s okay… I was just worried…” Y/n looks him over, seeing the lingering anxiety in his eyes. He must have tried really hard for her.

“I’m sorry, I was just… a little out of it, I guess. It felt nice, so I didn’t want to come out of it.” Yoongi nods, finally understanding what had been happening to her.

“Good… I didn’t know if it was a good thing or not that you just weren’t registering anything anymore…” He pauses, biting at his lip nervously. “It… was good, right? I did okay?”

Y/n just stares at him for a moment, wondering how he could possibly not be sure of himself after having just seen her fall apart. After having just made her fall apart. Smiling fondly, she leans in, pressing her mouth to his. It’s soft, their lips barely touching, but it’s enough to have him exhaling deeply, releasing the stress he’d been feeling.

When she pulls back, she’s smiling softly at him, but then her mind is flashing back to what she’d been worried about earlier, the feeling creeping up on her again. She eyes him guiltily, only voicing her concern when he lifts a brow at her.

“Is it okay… that I asked us to break a rule? I won’t do it again…” She’s unprepared for the wide smile Yoongi shoots her, his gums peeking through. He finds it incredibly cute how vulnerable she is, pouty and nervous.

“I really don’t care, Y/n. I just wanted to make you feel better… as long as you’re okay, nothing else matters.” She pouts again, this one more because she’s not sure how to respond, her face warming from how gently he’s looking at her, gaze full of endearment. Deciding finally to just curl up to him and hide her face in his neck again, she lies there for a moment, listening to his breathing. It’s just as comforting even now, when she’s free of the things that had been worrying her. He’s just as solid against her -- just as safe.

“Can we still finish the movie?” Yoongi snickers when she mumbles the question into the crook of his neck, shaking his head.

“Yeah… my laptop’s definitely broken, babe.”

[choco-mark]

I know request are closed and I don’t wanna bug you but when reaction request open again can you write how would nct dream (0t7) react to you calling them when your in danger. And can I be 💞 anon? I really adore your writing and I look up to you so much!! I’m not ready to reveal myself just yet. Heehee 🥺💞

hey hey!! requests for small reactions and mlts are currently open, so you’re good sweets! and, yes ofc you can be!!

reaction: nct dream reacting to you calling them when you’re in danger

mark

you call him on your way to the dorms with a shaky voice telling him you think someone’s following you, and your thought is right, someone is

freaks out but tries to calm you down while putting on his shoes and bolting out the door before running back inside and putting on a mask to make sure no one recognizes him, even though you told him it was too dangerous for him to leave

his heart is literally beating out of his chest as he goes running out of the building to the street your on, which is currently dark and empty as he looks for you

you end up going into the convenience store at the end of the street to try and lose the person, but it doesn’t really work because they follow you inside

he eventually finds you wandering around with like a basket of like thirty ramen packets which was ‘in case you needed to smack them’ and he knows his y/n is back

‘i’ll buy a car and i’ll drive you everywhere so you won’t have to walk anymore’

‘baby...you don’t have a license”

renjun

you call him in the middle of a choreography lesson three times in a row even though he tries to ignore it and picks it up to scold you but hears you sobbing

you’re a chemistry major and there was a huge fire in the lab while you were working; in short, you were injured and in the hospital

it wasn’t even that bad of an injury to be honest, thankfully it was only a first degree burn, but it scared the shit out of you and yeah, you scared the shit of renjun too

literally leaves right then and there with only a word to jeno as the instructor is like ‘wot’ but you’re first priority!!!

gets to the hospital all worried and about to explode when he sees you like in tears and kind of just hugs you

tells you to give up chemistry and do something like...safer and you’re like ‘not the time, babe, kinda just got set on fire’ but he’s just worried for you

ends up taking you to practice with him in the end, but y’all are traumatized from the risk of your field of study

jeno

you call him in the middle of his fourth round of some game which causes him not to answer, but he picks up after a second time in case you got mad but your voice is just trembling

instantly leaves the dorm when you say someone’s pounding on your apartment door and it’s like 2am but he goes to you anyway

is trying to calm you down but he himself is worked up from how you sound like you’re about to burst into tears but everytime he talks he makes it a little better with his voice

the person that was pounding on the door stopped after a bit, but then you heard your front door open and you die a little inside

but it’s just jeno, who finds you locked inside of your bathroom, sitting in the tub with the curtains drawn and you’re sobbing when he holds you

you two never really find out who tf that was but jeno keeps trying to get you to move in with him ever since that happened

donghyuck

you call him in the middle of the day while you’re at uni, and you’re pretty traumatized since these two guys had been following you and your friend after lunch and you don’t know what to do

hyuck thinks you’re trying to pull something on him, but he can’t call it fake when he hears one of the guys vulgarly catcall you

goes on a searching spree (in broad daylight, by himself, with no manager) down to where you kept informing him of your whereabouts

he’s more scared than you and your friend combined because he’s basically running back and forth trying to look for his girlfriend and is about to start sobbing

eventually finds the two of you as you’re running into him, and the two guys behind y’all are like ‘whoops gotta go’

hyuck just holds you while you just heavily breathe while your friend looks like she’s about to cry, and a huge weight drops from his shoulders when your arms go around him

‘you scared the hell out of me”

jaemin

you were going with jaemin on the dreamies’ tour and you were in the bathroom when a group of girls come in while you’re washing your hands

not group of girls, more like group of sasaengs that start grabbing onto you like you’re some kind of on sale item and you’re freaking out

it’s actually one of the girls that finds jaemin’s contact in your phone and calls him, and he knows what’s going on from the moment he doesn’t hear your voice, also, sir is literally not that far away trying to enjoy tacky airport food

storms into there with a bunch of staff and his manager with the literal most—you couldn’t even say angry, he was beyond angry, and it was scary as fuck—and gets really worried for you

you didn’t get hurt (thank the kid because jaemin might’ve committed murder if you had), but he just sticks to you the entire rest of the traveling from country to country

‘jaems, you can’t come to the bathroom with me’

‘i can convince people i’m a girl, now let’s go’

chenle

‘lele, i’m scared’

just hearing you say his nickname with the most frightened voice on the planet had him sit up straight in an instant at the dining table

in short, you’re being followed on your way to uni and you have absolutely no clue what to do, and you just shakily call your boyfriend though you don’t want him to come

you send him your location while you’re still walking as fast as you can towards a more public area, but the street is too far away and the person was getting closer

but chenle’s ahead of you, already in a car being driven to the street you were on while he continues talking to you, you swear that the way he sounded so concerned, he was gonna burst into tears

a car comes up next to you on the street and chenle literally yanks you in (the guy probably thought you were being kidnapped), and you watch as the guy looks confused

asks you if you’re okay four times in a row while you say you’re fine but it’s not enough so you give him a kiss to shut him up

‘my personal driver will drive you to school from now on, i don’t want you to walk anymore’

jisung

you call him around 9pm literally in half sobs as you’re just whispering into the phone and he’s so worried from the moment you say his name

you came home to an empty house without your parents, but almost an hour later you realized that there was someone else inside the house that wasn’t your parents

you already called the police, but you were drowning in fear as you slowly said words to jisung while sitting in your locked room, he freaks out when he hears the intruder call out ‘who’s there’

begs his manager to let him go to you, and is kind of on the verge of breaking down but they take him to your house anyway right when the police had already arrived

sees you outside with a blanket wrapped around your shoulders as your face is puffed from fear, and he just drowns you in his arms for the longest time

ends up staying over for the night because your parents were out of the country and doesn’t let go of you the entire time, like you can’t even shuffle a little bit away, he’ll pull you right back

he was just so worried for you, poor babe

[nananaptime]

Written Ship for @kpop-trash127

Hi could I please request a written ship with NCT 2018, Pentagon and Astro? My friend calls me golden maknae because apparently I’m good at everything (but I don’t really think I’m that great) and because I’m the youngest in our friend group. I love to dance and rap. I’m an ‘01 liner, Sagittarius and INFJ. I’m around 5’4”. I like learning new languages and trying new things. I’m super awkward/shy but with friends I’m weird and energetic and will do kpop dances in public. I’m really quiet/introverted at school and people don’t really talk to me because I look mean/cold but once you get to know me I’m the exact opposite. I never want to upset anyone and always try to do what other people want/put other people before me. My favourite colour/shade is black and I love animals. I used to volunteer at an adoption centre and now I do coop at a vet. I don’t like sports and I don’t really stay up to date with the “popular” stuff but I like horror movies, haunted houses and amusement parks. I love reading and collecting books and albums. I like to dye my hair a lot. I don’t like dishonest people or people who talk behind my back. I’m really bad at making decisions. Idk if this description helped but thanks!

In NCT, I ship you with...

Chenle!

Chenle would make it his main mission to get to know you and, well, we all know Lele, he will succeed, it’s hard resisting his loud charm and it wouldn’t take long before you fell for each other. He would spend a lot of time trying to find something that you weren’t good at and while he probably won’t find anything he’ll be your biggest fan and brag about you to anyone who wanted to listen. He will try and make sure you put yourself first sometimes as well in order to make sure you stay healthy and happy and if you ever end up watching horror movies with him, I suggest you bring earplugs. Your relationship will be a wild one. let me tell you.

In Pentagon, I ship you with...

E’Dawn!

Another loud one xD E’Dawn would find you adorable and wouldn’t be faced with the cold exterior other people seem to see, instead, he wouldn’t hesitate to talk to you and make sure you’re happy no matter what. His ultrasound sounds and positive attitude would be contagious and you would be a really energetic couple. He would be such a proud boyfriend whenever you succeeded with something which would be pretty often and he wouldn’t be scared to show it, sometimes it would be borderline embarassing. There would be a lot of rap battles which he would not give up on so good luck beating him in that xD He would try to watch horror movies with you as much as he could but he would be too freaked out eventually and you would have to do something else xD You’re relationship will be a playful one because nothing’s ever boring with E’Dawn. 

In Astro, I ship you with...

Sanha!

Sanha would be a bit flustered by your exterior but would realise quickly that you were anything but cold and mean. he would adore you so much and would use your height against you a lot, laughing at you as he put stuff high up on shelves and refuse to help you until you kissed him for it. Other than that the teasing would come from you as you took any opportunity to use aything against him like he used your height. Your energy would be off the chart when you hung out and the public kpop dances would double ad you would be extremely loud together. You will never, ever get this guy to watch horror movies with you, he’d rather die to be honest and instead your movie nights would be filled with cuddles rather than screaming. Your relationship will be filled of smiles an a lot of aaawes form people around you. 

Hope you liked it :D

[noexit-ff]

15.

I have finally got a manager, he is a homie of mine and he has been in the game for a while now and I know he can deal with me so hopefully this will work out, I do want to start doing more. I have been so lazy with my work, so much as happened to be honest. Even before I got married to Robyn I wasn’t doing anything, besides features and some appearances. It is time for me to do something, even if it is the clothing line. I love being married but I need to work out how to fit in Robyn and do my work, I need to make sure I am looking after Robyn. She is so sensitive about things, I think it is her time of the month. But we have been having sex without an issue, I ain’t into that period sex either. Looking to the side of me, Robyn is clinging to my arm as she slept, it’s a long ass flight. We could have just gone to LA, would have been easier but I might as well get this over with. It’s just weird because I am in their territory and I always feel like the outsider, I will see how this goes and I pray it goes better then it does.

Maybe I should put this laptop away and sleep but I can’t sleep, I loved Hawaii though. I got a tan and I am all sexed out, mouth full of Robyn’ juices but I will never say no to sex. Seeing that Ant has emailed me back, my new manager and I feel very excited about things. Clicking on the email, I asked him about Robyn. Just advice, her manager can suck my dick because I will help her. Rubbing my chin “Rihanna album is doing so well without any promo, when the news broke she got married weird enough her album shot up in the charts. You not seen that charts? Move your face away from the goods and look at the charts” I read out to myself laughing “what?” Robyn said waking up “my neck” she groaned out moving back from me “nothing, I told you to lay down” I wonder what he means, I told her to tour. Maybe she needs to tour “what’s wrong?” watching Robyn lifting my hand up, she shuffled off the seat a little. Laying on her side, placing her hand on my thigh “you will complain about back pains next” she is so moody, she yanked my arm down and held my hand close to her face. She is so odd, pulling a face at her for being like this.

I really need to pee, I have Robyn blocking me from moving out and then momma just telling me shit, I have too many women around me “so how was Hawaii baby? You never said you was going there?” like I need to ask permission “it was ok, I enjoyed it a lot. It was nice to relax but I don’t know at times mom, women are just a different breed. Robyn just seems so moody, I think it’s her time of the month but then she started telling me about a baby. I understand she wants it and it will happen, I think she is at home too much. She needs to be busy” I be confused as fuck recently “oh baby, women are very sensitive. Especially the build up to the moment of having a period, just be supportive and if she wants to cry about pointless things then let her, don’t point out the obvious like it will happen. It might just make her cry even more, so ignore it. It’s not easy having a wife Chris, the moods come with it and you can’t just say see you in a week because that is your wife, you live with her. She seems to not believe in herself I feel, like she don’t think she can get pregnant. Sweetie just be there for her” did I sign up for this, this is hard “you all quiet now, listen to me. She listens to you so much, she will do anything you say, you can talk to her just know how to word it” my big mouth, I would say something stupid.

I have been thinking this whole flight, Robyn slept like a baby. She is awake now because we have just landed in Barbados, I don’t really want to be here. This is so not me, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just feel bad vibes, I mean the last time I came I was seventeen or eighteen and it was good but that was before I fucked up, fucked up several times “we can get off now” I jumped a little, staring at Robyn “you just sat there looking out of the window” she is right, I am. Clearing my throat “yeah, just waiting for you to pee” shuffling off the seats, I am so jet lagged “did you not sleep at all?” she asked, grabbing my laptop and jacket “not really” I wanted to lay the fuck down but Robyn blocked me from having a pee and doing that, but I won’t say a word. Stepping off the jet “can you do me favour, get my backpack from inside, I left it” I said to the pilot, I don’t know why I told him. Like he’s my slave, squinting my eyes. The sun is strong, I have no idea where I am going either “we have to go down there, the car should be there” she is saying should, like it might not be there “here you go sir” the pilot held my backpack out to me “cool, thanks. See you soon” hopefully soon enough, I need to sleep.

Robyn cannot stop smiling now, she is happy. She is in her home town, scratching my stubble. I feel so rough, I should have slept. I feel so weird, I am going to pass out I think “I am sorry Chris, I am sorry I have been so moody and stressing you out. I know I have been like that, I just feel that. I usually express this to Mel but she has been busy and we said no phones, I just shouldn’t be putting it on you” looking over at Robyn “it’s fine, if you don’t talk to me then who else you going to talk too? I just want you to know that I understand babe, I think you should just believe in god, and in yourself too that you will be a mother because I know you will” I am glad my mom said that to me so I can say to her “I just want to please the world, imagine if I can’t” shaking my head at her “bullshit, let’s not forget that time” Robyn went ever so silent “it can happen, we was just too damn young. So let’s not think you can’t, anyways. I got a manager now” I want to change the subject about all that “oh you have, that means you going to start doing work?” I shrugged “probably but I will never leave you behind, I got you” she needs to know I always got her.

The car came to a halt outside Robyn’ mom’ home, I tried to talk Robyn into a hotel but no. She says this home is big enough but I don’t know. I should complain and whine about things like she does but I won’t. The door on my side came flying open “you really not going to get out?” Robyn asked, I didn’t even notice she left the car “I am” grabbing my jacket from the side of me and sliding out of the car “please stop pouting, I don’t like it” placing my jacket over my shoulder “I just need to sleep, I will be better once I do” getting my backpack from the car “robbz!!” Monica half shouted, seeing the dog come running out. Kicking the car door shut, they was expecting us. The whole team is here, the Barbadian team. Right down to the aunties and uncles, and her dad which is just great. Let me just slide behind Robyn or ask if the guy needs help with the things, I am really not in the mood for her dad’ shit either when he was the same guy kissing my ass when we broke up.

Placing the suitcase down, I guess I better stop hiding behind this car. Placing my jacket around my neck making my way around the car “your husband Robz” that’s a first, I take that. I have seen this lady before, Robyn looked at me with the biggest smile on her face which made me smile, she looks to proud of me and it felt good “yes Auntie, this is my husband” Robyn grabbed my arm to pull me forward “awwww shit, it’s so good to see you here finally!” Noella spat, smiling at her “I am so glad he has come” there is too many people speaking “yeah, it was a long flight” Monica pushed her way through “my son in law, these are my sisters, and brother. And my dad, you remember my dad” I ain’t forget this dude, getting my hand out to him “you ok son?” he said, he has got old “I am good” he smiled at me “Clara adored you” he let my hand go, Monica placed her hand behind my back “the whole family come here for you” seeing Rorrey and his dad but they both turned away “hey” Rajad said “hey” biting my bottom lip “ok, I think we need to give Chris some space, he didn’t sleep the whole flight. Let him go mom” Robyn said laughing “yeah, I am a little jet lagged” I appreciate the love but I need some space.

“Chris, wake up. We are going out to eat” with my eyes still firmly shut frowning “come on baby, you had a few hours now. You won’t sleep tonight” feeling Robyn touch my cheek “you are so sleepy, my mom just said that she is not cooking and she wants to take us out to eat. I think she is just wanting to show you off, I don’t know what has gotten into her” Robyn is not going to stop talking, I grunted out moving onto my back “please don’t fall back to sleep” she said, I groaned out “it’s hot in this room” I mumbled “don’t you like my bedroom? It’s the best” opening my eyes a little “it’s ok but hot, even with just my boxers on” wiping the sleep from my eyes “I decided something” I wonder what bright idea she got now, Robyn came into my eye-view sitting on the edge of the bed “that I am going to start doing my make up line again but I have to go to London, don’t worry I am sorting it out. But you know I started things there baby, so I was thinking. You are wanting to release an album, and I will do that? Always make time for each other also” I am so glad she has been thinking like this “I agree, how long are we staying here?” I never asked this “erm, not sure. See how it goes, if you are unhappy then we will go home? I know my husband” smiling at Robyn “seems ok though” Robyn pressed a kiss to my lips.

I think everyone was waiting for me to come down, I feel a little embarrassed “do you feel better now?” Monica asked, rubbing the top of my head “yeah I do thanks” seeing Lele behind Robyn’ grandfather “look who it is, Christopher Brown. The yellow monkey himself finally married my bitch” she walked over saying “the black monkey herself, you ain’t changed one bit” she really hasn’t “you know me, you looking well. Nice to see you in Barbados though” everyone seems so happy that I am here “you and my daughter are going together” Monica said, looking over at her “where?” I questioned “to the place, my daughter is driving” my eyes widened “oh, how about I come in the car with you?” I said in all honesty “I swear to god Chris, you don’t go in the car with me I will not speak to you throughout the whole time we are here” Robyn is about to drive me around, this is about to be fun.

This is so weird, putting my belt on “can I just call my mom, tell her that I love her? One last time” Robyn placed her handbag on my lap “shut up, I am a good ass driver” looking out of the car window, Noella is laughing and I don’t know why “why is she laughing?” I am confused “because she knows you do not want to be in the car with me, you ass” I am slightly nervous, Robyn is crazy and I can only imagine her driving “you never been the car with me have you? Oh you in for a treat baby” god help us both “Chris stop, I hate you being like this with me. Trust me” she hit my leg as she drove off at a speed “this ain’t no Lamborghini calm that ass down” she sat forward, how close do you want to be to the steering wheel.

Robyn turned the car engine off “so? We are both alive” grinning wide rubbing the side of my face “you did good, I mean you are a little crazy but good. Drive me around more, next time we can do it and I can play with your-.” “Robz! Why did you speed” well that stopped me from speaking “I told her that too, she didn’t listen to me Monica” Robyn hit my arm “he did not say a thing to me, ignore him” I chuckled opening the car door to get out, taking Robyn’ bag with me “I have your bag with me” closing the car door behind me, I don’t understand why Ronald is here “you got something to say?” I said straight up, I ain’t playing “come on Chris, ignore him” Noella said out of nowhere with Majesty on her hip “come” she grabbed my arm “Chris” Robyn came from around the car “yeah I am here” walking with Noella “don’t speak to that stubborn man” Noella said “I know, it’s just funny how he was all with me when I was not with his daughter” Robyn took her bag from me “what’s wrong?” Robyn asked “nothing babe” placing my arm around Robyn.

Robyn and I have created a little audience, it’s awkward being videoed and then trying to relax “you not hungry?” Robyn said in my ear “I did eat, just losing weight. Seeing as you call me fat” Robyn moved her head back mean mugging me “do you want me to feed you?” She said, shaking my head laughing “this is my son in law Chris” hearing Monica say, I think this is the fifth time hearing this. Looking over at Monica laughing, seeing this dude at the side of her, I am sure he is serving us “this is Robyn’ ex before she left for New York and then met you” Ronald said, like I want to know “hi Rihanna” why is he even smiling at her “hello, I like your music” he said to me “hi” Robyn said in a whisper “I liked you a lot, it was a shame that New York showed my daughter another path. You’re a good kid” Ronald wants me to punch him “you the same guy at my party Ronald, why you playing? Clearly he is a good kid, he is cleaning tables” the table became ever so silent “I didn’t think my daughter was so stupid to go back to you, I was at your parties and I saw the girls you was with. I didn’t want my daughter to be with someone like me” shaking my head in disbelief “so? You was all up my ass at my crib when Robyn didn’t want to know you, you done told me shit about your own kids and now you dogging me out because your back in the family. You don’t like this kid, you are using him to piss me off, let me guess this whole meal was your idea? You the same man that used Robyn’ name to fuck these young bitches” Robyn put her hand over my mouth “stop it” Rorrey shot up from his seat and so did I “you all up daddy’ ass when he was the same guy telling me you live off your sister’ name, next time you want to try and piss me off Ronald I will air all your shit, fuck you” kicking back the chair, hearing it fall back “don’t fucking call me you, I am ten of you nigga” Robyn grabbed my arm “come, it’s ok mom. Sit down” she said, I want to punch Ronald in the face.

It fucks me up, he is the last man to judge me. This is what is fucking me over, how dare he, the drunk fool. He said I am him, I am him. I will never be him “have you calmed down now?” Robyn said behind me “he called me him, I will never be your fucking father. I would never leave my kids and be the drunk he is, fuck him. He called me him! Me?” I can’t, I am still angry about that shit now “just go back inside with your family, I am cool. I will sit in the car” turning around to Robyn “no, I am staying here with you. I am your wife and I am going to be here for you, stop it. If you want to let your anger out then let it out but I am not leaving your side” shaking my head in annoyance, crouching down in the same spot “you don’t see me as that do you?” I said in a whisper, that will hurt me the worst but I need to know. Feeling Robyn’ arms on both of my shoulders, she crouched down in front of me “look up at me” lifting my head up “why would I see that in you? Be with a man like my father, I wouldn’t have ever got with you in the first place. I am the same woman crying to have your baby, I don’t think that of you. Ignore my dad, he is evil for even thinking that. You are a better man then him, he is judging you for your past. He has a worse track record, I am sorry. He shouldn’t have said that to you, he is so cancelled from that home” Robyn pressed a kiss to the side of my face.

Sitting back down at the table in silence “remember what I said to you, don’t let him think he has won. He will be dealt with after, he will be back in that place he came from” Robyn said in my ear, nodding my head “Chris, how is you mom? I told her to come also, we need to all get together again, loved seeing her” looking up at Monica “she good, she called me before we landed and she told me to give you her love. Y’all be up to no good when you both get together though” which is true “dad” Robyn shouted across the table, looking to the side of me “you love me right?” I wonder what she is doing “I want to protect you” Ronald said “good, then can you please go. Staring at my husband making him feel uncomfortable I won’t have” Monica looked over at Ronald “lost your voice Chris, it’s fine. I will go, I am used to being kicked out anyways” putting my head down, feeling Robyn’ hand on the back of my head.

[hxseok-honee]

sundress || part 23

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Wednesday, 01 December, 7:16pm

“How’d you get in?” Y/n’s standing in the doorway to her bedroom, peeking her head out and seeing that Yoongi’s almost at the top of the stairs. He’d texted her that he was here, but by the time she’d found her slippers, he was already inside Gryffindor Tower.

“Some first year let me in… I think he was scared shitless by the fact that I’m a Slytherin and on the brink of death.” He’s not wrong -- the closer Yoongi gets to her door, the more she can tell how out of it he is. He looks pale, dark circles sitting under his eyes like bruises. Dragging his feet, he’s holding back a yawn as he finally comes to a stop in front of her.

“You studied hard today.” It’s a simple observation, made mostly on the basis of how heavy his bag looks, filled with textbooks and notes he’d probably had to beg Jin for. Yoongi only nods, finally letting out the yawn he’s been fighting.

“Who knew you actually had to do work in order to pass your classes?” He gets like this every finals season, cramming and pulling all-nighters to make up for his absolute hatred of consistent studying. Y/n had long stopped scolding him for it, only leaving him to sleep undisturbed for the first few days of winter break once all the exams were over.

With a smile of comfort, Y/n reaches for him, taking one of his hands in both of hers and pulling him with her into her room. Before he can step fully inside, however, he’s putting his other hand on the door frame to stop himself, shaking his head. She shoots him a look of confusion.

“You’re not coming in?”

He shakes his head again, stepping back to stand safely outside in the little corridor. Y/n moves toward him, confusion written all over her face. Yoongi grins fondly at her.

“It’s better if I don’t.” Y/n knows what he’s trying to say -- that he’ll only distract her from studying and would rather leave her to do her work in peace. She appreciates how considerate he’s being, but it doesn’t mean she’s not a little disgruntled.

“But you came in last night.”

“Yeah, I did. And this morning you were scrambling to do last minute review.”

“I would have done that whether or not you’d stayed.” She’s lying, and they both know it. Yoongi’s well-aware of Y/n’s meticulously planned study schedule. He knows how flustered she gets when she doesn’t stick to it, but he’d been unable to resist her invitation to stay the night after a whole day of cramming for his own exams. He’d missed her so much yesterday -- just as much as the day before and just as much as today -- so he’d given in, thinking of nothing but being able to hold her while he slept.

But when he’d seen how crazed she’d been this morning, pacing her room frantically while she’d tried to absorb the information in her notes, he couldn’t help but feel guilty that she’d stopped studying last night to come to bed. So he’d spent the day building his mental strength, reminding himself again and again that he couldn’t say yes to her tonight. No matter how much he wants to.

“I promised myself I’d let you study.”

Y/n pouts when he says it, and it takes all of Yoongi’s self-control not to step into her room and agree to stay the night again, if only to put a smile on her face.

“But I finished all the important finals today. Yesterday was my Herbology thing, and today I had Transfiguration, and those were the hardest ones. I just have Potions tomorrow, which won’t be too bad -- and we have Charms on Friday, so we have to study for it together, anyway!” She’s searching for excuses at this point -- they’d already agreed to study for Charms tomorrow night, so there’s no reason Yoongi won’t see right through her flimsy arguments. But she can’t help wanting to keep him here.

Even though she’d admittedly been a bit stressed this morning about her exam, all day she’d only regretted not being able to stay in bed with him longer. He’d looked so pretty sleeping peacefully in her bed and equally pretty when he’d woken up confused and frazzled that she was across the room instead of next to him. If she’s honest, he’s all she’s thought about today.

Yoongi tilts his head and eyes her while she tries to come up with a reason for him to stay, his chest swelling in endearment.

“The last two days, you were totally fine and I was the mess -- what’s up with you? Did you miss me or something?”

She nods right away, not even bothering to hide it anymore.

“Yeah, I did -- so you should stay.” She feels her face warm when Yoongi snickers, clearly amused by how forward she’s being.

“You know I can’t — but I’ll stay tomorrow night when we study. How’s that?”

Y/n sighs, nodding because she knows he’s right, that she won’t finish studying tonight if he walks through that door. But then she shoots him a look, because he’d walked all the way up the stairs from the library to her room just to not stay, and Min Yoongi is fundamentally opposed to unnecessary physical exercise.

“Why’d you come all the way up here, then? Just to say hi?”

Yoongi snorts, nodding as he steps in close to her.

“To say hi… and to get this.” Leaning in, he sets his lips on hers, inhaling deeply because he’d really needed this today. When she snakes her arms up and around his neck, he smiles, only angling his head to fit his mouth against hers more comfortably.

It takes him a minute, but he finally pulls away, only going so far that his lips are still brushing against hers when he speaks to her, almost breathless.

“Yeah… that’s definitely what I came up here for…”

Y/n smiles, rolling her eyes fondly at him.

“You walked up all those stairs for a kiss?”

“It was one hell of a kiss — I feel like I can keep studying now.” Yoongi can’t help the bubble of laughter that escapes his chest when she leans her head forward on his shoulder and sighs, a quiet giggle slipping out.

“You’re an idiot.” He’s heard that line a million times, more often in the months they’d been pretending to date. But it warms him every time, because he knows she only says it when he’s making her smile against her will. When she can’t help but adore him. He’s quite fond of those three words, if he’s honest.

“I should go… you have to finish studying and get some sleep.”

Y/n lifts her head, frowning slightly. Yoongi leans in quickly, catching her lips just as she’s parting them to complain again. He kisses her once, and then again when she still looks like she has something to say. She opens her mouth one more time, but he can see that she wants to smile, so he knows she’s only pretending so she can get another kiss out of him. He gives her one anyway.

And then he steps back, prying her arms gently from around his neck and putting some distance between them — he can feel his willpower slipping away and he knows he needs to leave now before he ends up not leaving at all.

“I love you.” It comes out with the same tone he’d use to say goodbye, because he’s already backing away toward the stairs, but he’s waiting for a response before he fully turns and leaves. Y/n only leans against her door frame, watching him, so he stops. He refuses to leave until she repeats it back to him, something she’s clearly aware of, if the smirk on her face is anything to go by.

“Say it back, asshole.” He sounds so affronted that she can’t help but throw her head back and laugh, entirely amused by him. When she looks at him again, she sees that he’s feeling the exact opposite, a deadpan expression on his face while he waits.

She opens her mouth to echo the words back to him, because she’s not so terrible as to leave him hanging forever, but then she’s pausing. Because Hoseok’s words from Monday night are suddenly flashing through her mind.

Maybe you’re… actually attracted to him?

Y/n looks Yoongi over, taking in everything about him all at once — the way he’s standing, running his fingers through his hair while he shifts his weight back and forth on his legs. The way he runs two fingers over his collarbones, which he only does when he feels awkward. The way she can see the black ink of her name peeking through the white fabric of his uniform. The way his lips are just swollen enough from kissing her that she feels proud to have been the one to do that to him.

The way he’s looking at her right now, eyes full of bemusement because he’s wondering what she’s thinking about. He’s waiting patiently, because he really isn’t going to leave until she says it back to him. He never does. Just like he’s never left anything unfinished between them, always making certain, even if nothing else in their lives is going right, that at least they’re doing okay.

So, while she’s not quite sure what the difference between adoration and attraction is when it comes to Min Yoongi — while she’s not sure about Hobi’s speculation, that what she’s feeling is anything more than just the affection she’s always had for this boy in front of her — she is sure of one thing.

“Yeah… I love you, too…”