#ej drabble

[enha-hype]

&team - period care ♡ (hyung line)

how each member deals with/reacts to different period symptoms

pairing: bf!&team x afab!reader

genre: fluff and lots of comfort

warnings: mentions of period blood, period pain, dizziness, crying, cursing

w.c.: around 500-700 for each member

a/n: if this doesn't flop i'll post part 2 with maknae line lol. also everybody cheer i wrote something for someone other than nichojoo! xD

🪐 euijoo (crying spells)

you wake up feeling like shit and wanting to cry for no particular reason other than that you're on your period and your hormones are all over the place. added to that was the fact that the space next to you on the bed was empty – your boyfriend was already up. which isn't unusual, euijoo had always been an early bird. however, on that particular morning you couldn't help but wish he was still in bed cuddling you – maybe then you would be feeling less shitty. you feel kind of offended although you know it isn't fair – how is he supposed to know what you want if you don't tell him?

(more under the cut!)

“juju?” you call out but there's no answer – he probably couldn't hear you. you groan and steel yourself to get out of bed; it's about time anyway.

you head to the bathroom to freshen up and do your morning duties and when you emerge from the bedroom you find euijoo in the kitchen making breakfast.

“good morning my love,” he greets you with his warm smile and the sight of him immediately makes you feel a little better. “if you've brushed your teeth have this while you wait. breakfast will be ready in 10!”

‘this’ refers to a bowl of peeled pomegranates sitting on the kitchen table. you look at it and then back at him. he peeled an entire pomegranate for you despite how time consuming and troublesome it must've been. AND he's making breakfast. and most importantly, he looks so damn happy doing it. as you stare at the bowl of pomegranates, you can feel your eyes starting to water and the tears spill over soon after.

“no no baby what's wrong? do you not like pomegranates? but they're good for you – especially on your period,” euijoo is by your side in a minute brushing the tears away.

the fact that he specifically looked up what foods are good on your period only makes you more emotional and you feel guilty for feeling upset at him for not staying in bed longer. when you're finally coherent enough for him to be able to understand what you're saying amidst your sobs, he lets out a frustrated chuckle of disbelief.

“that's why you're crying? god you had me worried for a bit there,” he says, hugging you to his chest.

“you're literally the sweetest ever...what did i do to deserve you?” you mumble.

“sweetheart that was the bare minimum,”

“not to me!” you sniffle, wondering what the hell the opposite of bare minimum was. “to me that was like– like, the grand maximum!”

he giggles at that. “alright, cutie. let's get you something to eat,”

*

after a morning of crying about peeled pomegranates, then about how delicious the breakfast was and then crying about all the crying, you've finally calmed down. you're lying on euijoo's lap and he's running his fingers through your hair with one hand replying to his texts using the other.

“it's very aptly named the orange peel theory, don't you think?” you ask.

“uhh but that was a pomegranate i peeled, not an orange...”

“yes but you're an orange,” you explain like it's the most obvious thing.

he stares blankly at you. “i'm...an orange?”

“uh huh,”

he gives in because really, what choice does he have? “whatever you say my love,”

🪐 fuma (dizziness)

murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. even when things don't work out or seem to be going downhill, he never panics and instead seeks to figure out what the next plan of action should be – because really, what good would freaking out do? not a lot of things scared him either, it was like the man had no weaknesses. he is one of the most level-headed people you know, and it's no wonder that people often came to him for advice – murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. except when it comes to you.

for your date today, you're at a mini concert hall to watch this indie rock band play. fuma has been obsessed with them ever since he discovered them a few months ago and after weeks of trying you were finally able to get tickets for today. there's just one tiny problem however – you're on your period, and you don't do well in crowded spaces during this time especially if you have to stand for a long period of time, like you have been for a while now.

fuma is of course not aware of this – as far as he knows your period is not due for another week. you know that if you had told him, he would've not only made you stay home but would've stayed back himself to take care of you and you didn't want to do that to him; you knew how excited he'd been for this.

and so here you both are. you're only halfway through the concert and you're already regretting it. you've been standing for over an hour now and you badly want to – no, need to sit down. you feel kind of breathless and you're sweating but your body also feels weirdly cool at the same time. the music and the screaming around you start to sound like they're coming from far away and you sway on the spot. the last thing your eyes register before you black out is fuma’s panicked eyes.

when you come to, it takes you a minute to figure out where you are – on the couch in the waiting area outside near the receptionist’s desk. worry is etched into your boyfriend's features as he hovers over you along with two other people you don't recognise.

“oh good they're awake. yeah it looks like they just need some air,” one of them says.

fuma helps you sit up and you avoid meeting his eyes; you're mortified.

“how are you feeling?” he asks gently.

you nod and smile sheepishly. “i'm okay now, it just felt a little suffocating in there is all,”

he studies you carefully like he isn't convinced and you notice beads of sweat drying on his forehead. after fuma has thanked and bid adieu to the two strangers who had been kind enough to help your boyfriend who had apparently been running around like a headless chicken after you fainted, he comes to you and envelopes you in a hug so tight you think you might pass out again.

“please don't do that ever again oh my god i swear my heart stopped that was the most distressing 10 minutes of my life. it felt like it lasted forever,”

you chuckle weakly and pat his back comfortingly. “it's a pity i wasn't conscious to see it,”

he pulls back and gives you a stern and disappointed look. “that's not funny, y/n,”

“okay yeah i'm sorry i made you panic. i should've told you the truth, it was stupid,”

“incredibly stupid. i can't believe you thought i would care about a stupid concert more than you,”

“well no it's actually because i knew you would care more about me being okay that i didn't tell you. i wanted you to have a fun time since you've been working so hard lately,”

“any time i spend with you is fun. i don't need to go to a concert for fun,” he grumbles.

“you know what i mean though,”

he crosses his arms across his chest. “no i don't. and you know what? you've just lost walking privileges for the next two days for lying to me and then passing out,”

“i've lost wa– what? fuma don't be ridiculous,”

“it's no more ridiculous than what you just did,” he retorts obstinately.

and he was actually serious about it – he carried you bridal style to the car and then from the car to your apartment and he wouldn't even put you down inside the elevator; he waited until he got to your shared bedroom. and even though you assured him you were fine he proceeded to fuss over you for the next couple of days, not letting you step out of the house without his “supervision”.

🪐 kei (muscle pain)

it's the second day of your period and your legs are hurting more than usual because you had had to stand for hours at the conference at work earlier today. while the pain isn't exactly unbearable, it's still bad enough that sleep keeps evading you. you roll over and look at the clock on the side table – it's 12.47 am. the longer you stay awake, the less well-rested you'll be tomorrow. you have to be up in 5 hours. tears of frustration make their way down your cheeks.

not wanting to disturb your boyfriend kei who is peacefully asleep beside you, you get out of bed and make your way to the couch in the living room. you flop down and try massaging your legs, sniffling quietly.

kei stirs awake a little while later. he reaches an arm out sleepily to pull you close but when he finds the bed empty he immediately sits up.

“y/n?” he calls out, his voice thick with sleep. he walks out to the living room and sees your hunched figure on the couch and frowns. he's about to switch on the light when he hears you sniffle and freezes. he stands there for a few seconds listening to you cry, his heart slowly breaking. he wonders why you ever felt like you couldn't come to him with whatever was troubling you.

he turns on the light and makes his way to you as you quickly wipe your face and try to seem okay. he wraps a comforting arm around your shoulder.

“what's wrong?” he asks softly.

“it's nothing. just a bit of muscle pain. i'll be fine in a while, kei. go back to bed.”

kei is not having it. he scoops you up off the couch effortlessly and carries you back to your room, ignoring your weak protests. “is it because of your period? why didn't you wake me?” he asks while he lays you down gently on the bed.

“it's really not that serious, babe. besides it's late and you have work tomorrow,”

“so? you do too. and if anything you need to sleep more than i do.”

“it's really not that big of a deal...” you start to say and kei gives you a disappointed look. he sighs and doesn't say anything further, just quietly massages your legs. but dang does the man have magic hands. his strong hands skillfully knead your leg muscles and you can feel the pain slowly fading away. you could cry tears of relief. you sigh contentedly and mumble a thank you, holding out your arms for a hug but he ignores you. “kei?”

“do you not trust me?”

the question catches you off guard. “what?”

“you never come to me when you're in pain...” he sounds so dejected.

“oh, love,” you sit up and scooch closer to him. “of course i trust you. it's just– you're always taking care everyone else and–”

“because i like taking care of the people i love. and i love you the most. but you never let me do anything for you even though you're always taking care of me and i don't know, it sometimes feels like you don't trust me enough to be vulnerable with me…” his voice cracks on the last syllable and you want to kick yourself.

you never meant to make him feel this way. he was always the one taking care of those around him so in your relationship at least you wanted him to be on the receiving end which is why you tried never to burden him with your problems, big or small. but you were so caught up in what you thought was best for him that you didn't consider how he might feel about it.

“i'm sorry, i didn't realise how that must make you feel, love. i trust you more than i trust anyone, of course you're the one i always want to run to no matter what. so from now that's what i'll do, okay?”

“you promise?”

“i do,” you seal it with a soft kiss on his pout, which makes him smile. he massages you until you fall asleep, and snuggles up next to you soon after.

🪐 nicholas (staining)

you wake up to the unmistakable feeling of blood soaking through your underwear onto your pants and you yeet yourself out of bed as fast as you can praying it hasn't gotten on the covers as well – you're at your boyfriend nicho's place.

but luck was not on your side – there's a coin-sized dark red stain on the light blue sheet. fucking great. you cannot believe this. how on earth did you manage to bleed through not one but two extra large pads?! god kill me. you make your way to the bathroom as quietly as possible so as not to wake your boyfriend – you know how much he loves to sleep and how grumpy he gets when he's woken up. granted, he doesn't mind as much when it's you but you still don't want to disturb him.

you clean yourself up, grateful you had brought an extra pair of underwear and night pants for your stay. then you wet a piece of cloth and head back, leaving the bathroom door open just a sliver so there's enough light for you to see. you lift the stained part of the sheet a little so it doesn't stain the mattress and proceed to rub the wet cloth against it so you can at least get the blood off of it – you know it'll be much harder to clean once it dries – and you can't very well strip the entire sheet off the mattress with your boyfriend still sleeping. and god, does he look so incredibly adorable.

the stain looks significantly much lighter now, and you head back to the bathroom to rinse the cloth out and apply a drop of detergent liquid to it. you glance at the clock on your way – it's 2:14 am. you groan internally. you can't even go straight to bed after this because you will also have to wash the bloody mess that's your underwear and pants. you had triple checked to make sure everything was leak-proof before bed but there's only so much you can do when your body apparently likes ejecting copious amounts of blood for no good reason. and now you're stuck dealing with the aftermath when all you really wanna do is collapse and never wake up for a week but you can't and are now questioning whether a uterus is really worth having or if you can just rip it out. you're so preoccupied thinking about all this while washing up at the bathroom sink that you don't notice nicholas standing at the bathroom door watching you until he speaks up.

“that's a lot of blood...”

you meet his alarmed eyes in the mirror. “oh shit oh fuck i'm so sorry nicho i didn't mean to wake you or for you to see this and i'm so sorry it got on the sheets as well- just a little but i'm still sorry i swear i don't–”

“hey hey hey babe shhh it's okay, stop apologising,” he places his hands on your shoulders and gently squeezes to halt your anxious rambling. you look close to tears and it breaks his heart. “why are you even apologising baby? i said that's a lot of blood in the sense that i was worried - is it normal for you to be bleeding that much?”

“well, um sometimes i guess but– wait are you sure? you're not mad?”

“why on earth would i be mad?” he looks a little hurt that you would think that.

“because i got blood on your sheets...”

“so? that can be washed,”

“i also woke you up...and you love sleep....”

he cups your face. “i love you more, dumbass. if anything i'm just mad you didn't wake me sooner - i could've helped you clean up,”

you stare at your boyfriend, taking in his bleary eyes and his hair sticking up in all directions and the earnest sincerity in what he just said. you didn't think it was possible to love him more than you already did but here you are.

divider credits: @/enchanthings-a

[crownedcritter]

NSFW EYELESS JACK HC/DRABBLE 🔞

💉If you ever manage to sleep with this creature, Godspeed.

💉He knows what he is doing, having become overly familiar with the human body and how it reacts to different types of stimulation and touches

💉That being said, he is more than capable of making you a screaming, creaming mess

💉He always makes sure you cum before he gets inside of you, mainly because it’s a necessity. If he didn’t, it would be quite painful for you and nearly impossible for him to fit inside of you

💉He’s rather feral. He does whatever he wants in the moment; slapping, spitting, drooling, tossing you into a new position, whatever he wants, he gets

💉Not to mention, he says the most mouth watering disgusting things when he’s pumping his cock deep inside of you, sometimes not even making coherent sentences

💉He will not pull out, and that’s a promise. The thought of coating your walls with his spunk after a rough pounding is almost enough to get him ready for another round

💉On that same note, don’t think he’s a one and done kind of guy. You’re gonna be begging for him to stop, but he won’t until he is satisfied

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It had gone on for hours. The constant pounding against your g-spot, the constant cumming, creaming, and squirting on his cock was overwhelming and nearing the point of being painful. In a cock-dumb state, your mouth hung open, letting you taste the sheets he had shoved your face in, your drool leaking from the corner of your mouth and absorbing into the fabric. His hands had such a tight grip on your ass, slamming forward into you and using the leverage to bounce you back onto him, hitting deeper than you ever thought possible.

He had already cum inside of you a few times, the creamy white substance making such an obscene squelching noise when he slammed his hips against yours, dripping down your thighs and his balls, going completely unnoticed to either of you

“You like that? You love this cock, don’t you? Love milking me?”

His deep voice behind you sounded demanding.

You took a minute to respond, the feeling of being stretched out and fucked rotting your brain.

He growled and huffed behind you, before you felt a smack across your right ass cheek, before it went right back to that vice like grip on your behind

“Tell me you love this cock, whore. Say it. You were made to take this dick.” He punctuated each word of the last sentence with a particularly hard thrust.

“O-oh my f-fucking god..!” You almost screamed before babbling everything the demon wanted to hear.

Satisfied with your answer, he let out a chuckle before leaning forward. You felt his hands leave where you were certain would be bruises on your ass the next day, and he leaned forward, slowing down for just a moment.

You were close to looking back and seeing what the deal was, but he acted before you could.

He grabbed your hair and lifted your hair, allowing you to see his upside down face with how you were bent for a moment. He hooked his fingers into your cheeks, before picking back up the pace and the brutality of his thrusts, pulling your whole body back onto his cock.

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[chiiyuuvv]

eye to eye ★

online bf!euijoo 0.7k words

notes! reader is shorter than ej and they're in korea. some kissing. thought the idea was cute so yuh enjoy mwah

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

Light reflects from the wide windows of the airport as euijoo looks around, nervously clutching a small bouquet to his chest. It was assorted with different types of flowers and pretty, pastel colors. It reminded him of someone special.

That someone being you.

After a year of online dating, today would be the day euijoo would finally see you face to face, his computer monitor nowhere to be found. He can feel the adrenaline pumping through his veins as his back leans against a wall, waiting for you to appear. 

Where is she? Euijoo wonders, sliding his phone out of his pocket to check for any notifications. He did receive a few, but none were sent by you so he didn’t care. When he looks up, a small gasp leaves his lips.

There a girl stood on her tippy toes as her eyes traveled through the crowd of various faces before her gaze found his. She looked like she walked out a fairytale, her stare filled with golden sparkles as a small pout adored her features. When her figure beamed with joy, euijoo knew she’s the one.

“Juju!” you happily shout before a yelp leaves your lips, suddenly being lifted up and spun around. Your boyfriend’s arms wrap around your waist with security, the bouquet clumsily thrown to the floor. 

“Angel,” euijoo whispers, his forehead against yours. He felt as if he'd been catfished; there was no way you looked so much prettier in real life. He feels his knees turn into jelly when he sees the smile plastered on your lips; a shy, pink tint arising to his cheeks. 

“You’re taller than how I thought you’d be,” you remark, euijoo’s quiet chuckle breaking the tension. 

“And you’re shorter.”

“Hey!” You slap his chest, his laughter bubbling out. You thought he sounded adorable. 

“I’m so happy right now,” euijoo quietly admits, his hand inching to yours to hold. He’s been wanting to do that for a while, his thumb rubbing the back of your palm. Your skin felt so soft against his, he couldn't tell if he was dreaming.

…

“Oh, and over there is a playground,” your boyfriend squeezes your intertwined hands, nodding his head to the kids playing with one another. Euijoo wanted to show you around since you mentioned it being your first time visiting Korea. Right now, you decided to take a peaceful stroll at the park.

“I know what playgrounds look like,” you mumble, glaring at the boy as he gives you a teasing shrug. 

“Just making sure,” a giggle escapes his lips when you playfully jab his side, your attention going back to an ice cream cone bought by your lovely boyfriend.

“Is it yummy?” Euijoo's voice fills the quiet atmosphere, still in disbelief you were standing next to him. You looked perfect; the sun shining your side profile as the light wind flowed through your hair. You looked like a goddess.

You nod, before tapping his shoulder with urgency. “Tissue,” was the only thing stated before euijoo tapped his pockets, a frown on his face when he found none. Somehow, ice cream smeared alongside your mouth like lipstick. You'd like to blame the breeze for its childish actions.

“I don't have any, I'm sorry,” euijoo gushes. You didn't seem to notice your boyfriend taking a few steps closer to you as you waved his words off, his hand unraveling with yours to cup your face. 

A gasp leaves your body as you look up to find euijoo hunched over, his warm lips attacking your colder ones. Successfully, he kisses the sweet treat away, backing from your figure for air.

Gaining your senses back, you slap his shoulder, a flustered yet smug look on your face. “If you wanted to kiss me, you could have just asked,” your eyebrow raises to tease the boy, before a smirk glides along your face when your victim looks down with a blush.

His hands envelop around your waist as he takes a step closer, looking down to get an eyeful of your lips. They looked plump, the peachy color making the boy want to dive into a world of bliss as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. You looked so beautiful today. “Can I kiss you, then?”

"Oh."

︴bonus! they're so weird bc yn/ej could have wiped off the ice cream with their sleeve?? they're so desperate for each other STAND UP

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When &Team Members Are Your Boyfriend

Admin: Ellie

Genre: Fluff, Wholesome | NO Smut, NSFW. | Minors can interact.

Pairing: gn!reader x Teamies (OT9)

Word Count: 3.04K

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EJ 🍊

He's terrible at flirting because he always gets flustered when you flirt back, but he tries his best. His intentions are always good but he usually flirts through saying something you'd hear in a cliche rom-com film.

He's always a giggly mess whenever you're complimenting him. Teasing him is an incredibly easy thing to do and he will fall into it every single time. He becomes a blushy, giggly mess that tries to hide his bright red face away from you.

He buys you expensive gifts as his way to show love and admiration for you. Jewelry seems to be his favorite gift form and he always circles back around to it whenever he feels like you deserve a nice little treat from him. Whenever you wear a necklace or pair of earrings he's bought for you, he will just grin lovingly and say something like "I knew it would look stunning on you!"

LOOOOOVES kiss attacks. If you don't want your face smooched to the end of time, you've better get to hiding it! Euijoo loves to place pecks all over your cheeks and forehead when you're laying in bed together or whenever you're trying to help him cook something. It's probably his favorite thing to do because he knows you'll rarely complain about it. Bonus: Do it to him and watch him absolutely beam with joy and affection. He is the actual embodiment of the word "happiness."

Probably the most comforting boyfriend someone could ever ask for. He's very communicative about his feelings and always open to hearing your feelings as well. He would do anything within his power to make you feel better when he's done something that upset or hurt you. - If someone else has hurt you, he always knows exactly what to say to make everything feel better. He is the master of solving emotional issues and bringing comfortability into the relationship.

Fuma 🦸‍♂️

Wearing matching Pokémon pajamas is a requirement if you're going to be in a relationship with Fuma. If you expect snuggles before bed, you'd better hope to god that you're wearing whatever ridiculous pajama set or onesie he pulled out of his closet for you.

Cuddling up in bed on the weekends to watch movies is his ideal type of 'date.' He would lay with his arms wrapped loosely around you, a content smile always resting on his face, a light blush probably creeping onto his cheeks if you lay your head on his chest or snuggle your face close to his while enjoying the movie.

Cooking together is an activity he would absolutely NEVER say no to. He thinks it's so much fun to stand in the kitchen and try to match recipes you found on Google or TikTok together. He loves to give you backhugs whenever you're chopping vegetables or standing to wash your hands. One thing you should know though, he likes to get the first taste of everything just so it's perfect before you bite into anything.

He loves to tell you about his dreams as soon as he wakes up in the morning. His sleepy grumbles, mumbles, and chuckles seem to be the best thing to help start your day. He always asks what you dreamed of the night before as well and will somehow try to find a way to make the dream-talk a breakfast date.

Play any kind of Switch game with him and he's absolutely becoming a mushy, soft mess, especially if you need his help learning the controls. His favorite game to play with you would probably be Animal Crossing, as he could shower you with cute gifts he crafted or traded away on his island.

K 👑

This man absolutely adores you. There's nothing more important to Kei than you. He looks at you like you're the one who cast all of the stars into the sky above his head. If God created anyone perfectly by hand, it's you.

He's an attentive listener. He loves to lounge lazily on the couch and listen to you talk about your day. He asks a lot of questions just so the conversation doesn't have to end so soon. He's almost like your personal diary at some point. He's just an easy and comfortable person to talk to.

Protective and slightly possessive boyfriend. He is not controlling by any means but he does get obviously possessive over you if he feels that someone is coming onto you in front of him. He mostly reaches to hold you close or stands in between you and whoever is making him feel antsy in his spot. Protective boyfriend is a given. Yudai, though not a violent guy, would absolutely put a smackdown on someone if he felt it was necessary to keep you safe.

He's almost like your not-house-husband. This man doesn't let you do anything to pick up around your own house. If he's there, you're going to sit down and relax and he will take care of whatever has been bothering you. Laundry pile bugging you? No problem, it's folded while you're watching a movie together and put away before he goes home. Got some dishes needing to be done after eating dinner? Don't even think about it, he's on top of the issue and the dishes are drying before you can even reach for a sponge. Sometimes you have wonder if you accidentally hired a maid instead of getting a boyfriend.

He waits up for you if you've been out. He's a natural-born worrier who will keep a close eye on his phone in case you need to give him a text or call. He's always telling you to text him when you've gotten to your destination(s) safely and he will stay up all night waiting for the text message or waiting to see you. Even if you insist that he gets rest, he will stay up and wait patiently to make sure you don't need him to come get you.

Nicholas 🍓

Annoying in such an endearing way. He teases you nonstop because he loves to hear your gentle giggles and watch as your cheeks heat up a nice red color because of his antics

Romantic as all get out. He looooves to buy you small gifts like flowers or candies and he's all about the lifestyle of taking you shopping as a date. Going shopping with you is one of his favorite ways to spend time with you and he will call it a "date" every time.

Taking photos of you is his number one hobby. On a date? Fifteen photos. Sleeping comfortably in his bed? About sixty photos. -- No matter the occasion, you can be certain his entire camera roll is nothing but photos of you.

He sleeps most comfortably if you guys are cuddled up close to one another. He almost cocoons the two of you in his blankets whenever you stay the night at his place. He likes you hug you tightly and rest with his head lightly pressed against yours. He sometimes plays soft music when he's falling asleep but if he knows it bothers you, he will just mumble soft stories to you (mostly to himself) until he's fallen asleep.

Financially irresponsible but only because he loves to spoil his lover. He will buy you anything you say you want or hint at liking. If you guys are shopping together and see a pair of shoes you barely hint at liking, they're already tucked up under his arm and he's probably grabbing a second pair just in case the first ones get ruined. You like a design on a shirt? It's yours and he's not taking arguments. You often contemplate hiding his wallet from him or wearing a pair of sunglasses whenever you're shopping with him so he stops purchasing everything you look at. Anytime you fuss at him for spending so much money on you, he will get sulky and tell you "but I just like to see you happy, you wouldn't take that away from me, right?" -- And then you're left in a dilemma of either watching the dude drain his bank account or letting him sulk and drag his feet all day because you told him NO for once.

Yuma 🐱

Yuma would be such a cute boyfriend. He would be kind of shy whenever he tries to flirt with you and he always bursts into a fit of soft, nervous giggles whenever you lean in to give him kisses.

He always sends you the cutest selfies whenever you're not together. He loves to send you pouty photos with "it's less fun without you here" attached, or he will send a photo of something cute and silly with "I thought of you" sent right after.

Plushies are how he shows his love for you. Everywhere he goes, he buys you a new stuffed animal to toss onto your bed. It's getting to the point where there's not enough space for you in the bed because the stuffed animals are starting to take over but he cares not one bit. He would buy an entire house just for stuffed animal storage if he had the funds to do so.

Sharing clothes is something Yuma likes to do. If you have a cute shirt he knows will fit him, it's not your shirt anymore. If you want to steal a jacket or pair of jeans of his out of his closet, he'd never complain. He'd tell you that you look better than he does in whatever article of clothing it is.

He loves to share earbuds with you. Listening to music together is something simple that makes him feel more connected to you. He likes when you guys take turns picking the next song in the queue to listen to together. He always makes sure he brings a back up pair of earbuds in case the first pair ever dies in the middle of a small jam session.

Jo 🍚

Holding hands is his favorite form of intimacy. To Jo, there's nothing sweeter and more endearing than offering your hand to him and just allowing him to hold it tightly within his own. His thumb is always caressing the side of your hand lovingly, especially if he's listening to you talk. It's his way of showing he cares and is listening to you.

Secretly a jealous boyfriend. Though he's shy in nature and would never outright tell you he's jealous when you're giving someone else more attention, it's obvious that he feels a little bit left out whenever your attention is on another friend over him. He gets a little bit pouty and always reaches to place gentle touches on your hand or thigh to remind you that he's there and would like attention, too.

Going out to a nice restaurant for dinner is his favorite form of date night. He loves to see you get dressed up really cute just for him! He will probably compliment you four hundred times before you even reach the restaurant and you keep catching him staring so lovingly at you while he's eating.

Jo is always trying to improve his drawing skills so he can gift you his art or impress you with what he produces. You've seen his sketchbook and have found that he's tried to sketch you a few times already but decided to restart because he didn't like how he'd made you look. He would become incredibly shy and embarrassed if he knew you saw those drawings, so you always pretend not to notice when he's admiring your face a bit more closely than usual, especially when the sketchbook is sitting comfortably in his lap.

Sleepy hammock cuddles when it's raining. Every time Jo knows it will rain, he finds his way to the hammock he's gotten set up on the balcony of his apartment to curl up with a nice book. Of course, once it starts to actually rain, Jo finds himself becoming sleepy and clingy! He almost always calls for you to come climb into the hammock with him so you guys can cuddle and listen to the rain together. Bonus points if you bring a blanket you guys can snuggle up under together. Extra bonus points if you tell him fun stories about your childhood or ask about when he was little and would play in the rain.

Harua 🐰

Surprising you with your favorite dessert is Harua's absolute favorite thing to do. Seeing you get excited because he showed up with your favorite ice cream or yogurt is something that brings him incredible joy.

He calls you pet names more often than calling you by your real name. Sometimes you wonder if he knows your name isn't "sunshine" or "sweetie" because he's so allergic to calling your name.

Flirting isn't a thing with Harua. He's completely oblivious whenever you try to flirt with him and his attempts... Are bad. He thinks telling you he likes your shoes is flirting and he gets a little flustered when it doesn't work out so well. He can occasionally flirt to the point of making you blush but this happens rarely. More often than not, you just have to chuckle at him and give him a kiss on the cheek.

He loves to get his nails done with you. Even if all you get is your nails trimmed or a clear overcoat to make your nails shine, Harua loves to drag you out to a salon for special one on one time. Matching nails are his favorite thing, so if you decide to get a nail design, he will find a way to incorporate it on his own nail as well.

He insists on walking you home. It doesn't matter the time of day, where you live, or how far he will have to travel to get himself home, he wants to accompany you back to your home so he knows you got there safely. He always gives a gentle kiss on the nose before you part ways for the night and he stands patiently outside until he watches you get beyond the door. He never lets you walk alone, especially at night or during a storm and you can count on him to linger outside for a few minutes just to make sure you're safe, able to get inside easily, and weren't followed by anyone else.

Taki 🐣

Taki is a clingy boyfriend. He wants your attention almost all the time and feels lonely whenever you're not around. He's not overwhelmingly clingy, but he is the type who wants to touch you almost nonstop (hugging, holding your hand, playing with your hair, etc.) when you're together and he basically begs for your attention.

Karaoke dates almost every Friday night. He loves to hang out with you and eat yummy snacks while singing your favorite songs together. Duets are a favorite of his so you can also have a small dance together.

He is infatuated with you and thinks you're genuinely the coolest human being that's ever walked this planet. Whatever your favorite hobby is, he's in love with it simply because you are. He is forever going on about how cool he thinks you are to his friends and he loves to brag about the things you get up to. If you're an artist, he's showing off all of your art no matter what. If you make cute little bracelets, you better believe he will wear 5 at a time and talk endlessly about how you made them custom just for him. He's your #1 cheerleader always.

He would wear matching outfits with you. He thinks it's cute to wear matching colors or matching styles whenever you go out on a date together. If you're wearing blue, he will too. If you've got pink somewhere on your outfit, he will try to find a way to make something of his pink (or as close to it as possible) so you can have a cute "couple's outfit."

Taki's favorite thing about cuddling with you is the fact that he gets to be the little spoon. He loves to feel small when you guys cuddle up to watch movies or just to talk about your busy day. -- You always find that he puts his head right over your heart so he can listen to your heartbeat while you cuddle. If he's ever feeling particularly stressed out or upset, you know letting him listen to your heartbeat will soothe him and make everything feel better for a little while.

Maki 🐶

Maki loves to flirt with you. He is a master at flirting and making you blush. He always just grins and winks at you whenever your face is hot and red from his flirting and teasing. Even through text message, he finds a way to flirt and tease you until you're a blushing mess.

He talks about you all the time. Nonstop, he talks about you to his friends and family. He finds a way to bring you up in every conversation, even if it has little relevance to anything that's going on. The conversation could be about what his friends want for dinner and he'll but in with "well you know, y/n likes...." for no reason at all.

He brings you things that remind him of you at random times so you know he's always thinking about you. He mostly shows up with random candles or small throw blankets that had cute designs all over them.

Water gun battles are something that always take place when you're dating Maki. He will randomly pop up from behind the couch and just start shooting water at you before he scurries off to a different room before you can retaliate. Whenever you guys have been moody towards one another, he will offer you a water gun and tell you the first person to tap out has to apologize first. -- Of course, he ends up apologizing first, but the water gun fight is just a way he tries to bring the mood up and make things more lighthearted when you've both been a little grouchy towards one another.

Let's get one thing clear. If there's a bug, he's not getting it out of the house / room / area. He will scream like he's being ripped apart from the inside out and will in fact run to hide behind you if he sees anything resembling a bug or insect. Congratulations, reader, you're the exterminator of the relationship!

[minchanfilm]

these have been in my camera roll for like a month so i have zero idea who to credit for these but i felt the need to share

[ponyojujuu]

wb the rest of the teamies (minus maki) reaction to u moaning in ur sleep? :)

&team reaction to you moaning their name in your sleep pt. 2

04z + 05z x fem!reader some grammar mistakes!

a/n: the drabbles have a bit of extra intro cuz i yap to much but- i hope it’s okay 😮‍💨

18+ mdni! suggestive content under the cut

you have been warned

yuma - yuma was really horny which wasn’t a surprise to you both, looking forward to doing nothing but pounding you later. but to his surprise, when he got home he was brought by the news. “i’m not in the mood..” you’d bluntly let out, a clear spirt of annoyance in your tone. yuma was a bit shocked none the less, but he just layed next to you stroking your hair accepting the peace you needed. you ranted to him about the stressful day you had, and how it drained you. yuma couldn’t help but feel bad listening to the day you explained, however it only made him want to relieve you more. giving you an outlet for your stress. his little touches to your hair and shoulder relaxed you into a comfortable sleep next to him. you lied their in a sports bra and pajama pants, while he was propped up onto his elbow. watching you. “damnit.. y/n” he’d grumble to himself as he blamed you for the growing boner in his pants. the way you layed their so peacefully made it hard enough for him to control himself. your sleep revealed just how similar you and yuma really were, when you began to have a vivid dream of him pleasuring you until you were screaming his name. it sounded like the perfect way to let off the steam from the stress you felt. “yuma.. please help me..” you’d blurt, in a whiny plea. yuma’s eye widened in pure shock, before he began to laugh slightly. did she really just moan? he thought to himself. “you do look pretty tense, baby..” he said with a wide mischievous grin. he changed his position to now hover over you. instead of waking you he just pressed soft wet kisses to your exposed neck and chest. his filthy lips furthered down to the top of your breasts kissing over your bra. before his teeth nipped your nipple and you woke up, another moan escaping your lips. “yuma! what are you doing..” you’d ask in shock, your face red and blushing. the image of his body over yours his lips pressed against your skin. like he had just read your dream full of lewd scenes of him fucking you. “i’m helping.. don’t you wanna relieve yourself?” he asked with a sly expression, a smirk never left his lips. your hands snaked into the back of his nape gripping his hair. “how’d you know?..” you said in shock soon nodding as he was right. he smiled against your skin when you agreed to let him continue. he trailed kisses all over your body before finally meeting your lips and kissing you gently. his right hand however snaked between your pajama pants, and rubbed his middle finger between your folds. finding the sweet spot of your clothed pussy. your body arching up into his, a weak moan leaving your lips. yuma smiling as he sees you enjoy everything his fingers were doing to you. “i haven’t even touched you yet..” he teased, finally slipping his middle finger between your panties and giving you the feeling of skin-to-skin. rubbing against your clit in a fast circular motion. a moaning mess you became as he so easily fingered your hot and now wet slit. after he had his fun teasing you, he slipped your pants and underwear off with one swipe. once you guys were both naked he positioned himself to push inside of you. the feeling of him filling you all the way up and stretching your hole to fit him was swelling your chest in the best way possible. “yuma! please..” you whined, needing him deeper. you could see he wanted to be gentle with you at first, but you needed him. and he needed you, pushing himself fully to hit the deepest crevice of your walls. he through his head back, he was never used to the tight feeling of your cunt but he was addicted to it regardless. “baby, your so tense. let’s relax” he smirked as he teased you with a breathy voice that didn’t loose sarcasm, loving the feeling of you clenching around him. you were so lost in pleasure to pick up on his jokes. his thrusts filled you up perfectly. soon you both felt the knot deepen in your stomach. he came inside you while you wet up his dick. “fuck.. i feel so much better..” you said with a soft sigh to which yuma smiled. “glad i could help” he said with a proud smirk.

jo - you and jo were spending some time on the couch reading together. it was truly relaxing as the sun shined through the blinds blissfully. suddenly you stopped him while he was reading, “can you give me a massage?” you asked him as you cracked you neck, showing him how stiff you gotten. jo only laughed from the random request, but soon nodding quickly. jo would never say no to helping you out. you layed flat on the couch, as he straddled your back and massaging you and hitting all the tense spots. eventually you became so comfortable you fall asleep peacefully underneath him. jo didn’t realize until you stopped responding to him. he knew it relaxed you so he just continued to need your back while you slept. but he did not expect you to moan. “mm.. jo.. right there!” you moaned out. somehow the good feeling he gave you from the massage transferred into your sleep, except your dirty dream had a much different picture in mind. jo flushed a bright red, as if he was the one that made such a lewd noise. he wasn’t sure what to do at all, he froze ontop of you, double checking to make sure you were still asleep. your breath picked up and you continued to moan, and it drove him crazy. he felt bad for being so attracted to you when you did that, but he couldn’t help himself. he unintentionally began to dry hump your ass. his growing cock rocking against your cheeks. but the needing of his hands stopped, and that alone woke you up. “jo why’d you stop?” you asked curiously only to feel him rutting against you. your heart stopped and so did he noticing you had woken up. “y/n i’m sorry! i shouldn’t have—” he quickly admitted, immediately feeling all kinds of bad for being so filthy minded. getting off of you and sitting on the floor avoiding eye contact with you. however you cut him off by putting a finger to his lips, knowing he’d overthink it. “shh.. just make me feel good.. like before” you winked at him, pecking his lips. jo simply just nodded, his eyes widening in excitement. not expecting to like what he did. nonetheless he took your request and sat you down on the couch, getting down on his knees in front of you. he saw just how wet your dream had gotten you, he could only think about how badly you wanted this and he wasn’t gonna let you down. he immediately brought his warm wet lips to your throbbing pink pussy. he started to lap his tongue in your juices. his nose rubbing against your clit. your legs closed around his shoulders as you whined. it shocked you how jo was so good at these things despite looking so innocent. his brown pupils looking up at you loosing your mind with a proud smile. the sound of his tongue against your folds and your uncontrollable moans created such a pornographic scene. without warning jo slipped his long fingers knuckle deep into your cunt. dragging his smooth fingers against your tight walls that welcomed him in. “jo.. right there! yes!” you moaned as you were getting closer and closer. jo laughed as your moan was exactly the one you did in your sleep. “yeah? right there?” he’d ask against your wet clit. “or right here?” he asked teasingly when his hand curved against your g-spot. that movement alone caused you to cum all over his face. he smiled proudly getting you to feel good like you asked. licking up all your juices. “did i make you feel good?” he’d ask looking up at you. you laughed, “you made me feel great” you assured him.

harua - harua was already waiting around for you to come home, you were texting him so much dirty talk it was driving him crazy. you were on your way home from a nail appointment. and harua always seemed to be gushing over you more than usual after you got your nails done, he didn’t just like how they looked on you, but also how they felt. when you got home you didn’t see harua at first. confused you walked through your apartment and that’s when you heard the shower running. he was in the shower getting ready for you. you smiled and headed to the bedroom but as you waited for him you drifted on to take a small nap. the nail salon draining you just a bit. you started to think about all the teasing words harua said in your texts messages and it clouded your mind with the excitement of the event. unconsciously clenching your legs together. harua came out the shower seeing you lay down in the bed. he huffed letting out a huge pout. what was he to do now that you weren’t up to help him with his problem? “mm.. harua..” the noise escaped your lips. that only made harua’s problem worse. he tilted his head now brought to the attention that you were just as horny as him. he removed his towel and sat between your closed legs. prying them open with gentle touch and pressing his tip to tease your clothed pussy. you squirmed again, the friction driving you crazy as your dream now felt too real. suddenly he pushed against you threatening your hole with his member and you jolted up. “fuck!” you moaned at the feeling of him denying you his member against your pussy. “so that’s how i wake you up?” harua asked in a teasing tone. you shuddered, not wanting to play around with his sassy teasing. “shut up..” you said with a pout. “really? i know you were moaning my name. make me, make me shut up” he said with an eyebrow raise. the tension between you too exciting you both. you took the challenge pushing him to sit on his lap, he leaned against the headboard. groaning slightly from the sudden movement. you sat up on your knees in front of him and removed your clothing one by one, and he looked up at you enjoying the show. when you were finally naked your hips aligned with his hard cock. his breath hitched as he could feel your heat against his red and aching tip. you sank down on his cock, sitting down fully in his lap now. harua whined instinctively as he felt your tight walls fully surrounding his needy dick. it twitched inside of you as you tried to adjust to the feeling of him. “it’s hard to be quiet isn’t?” you teased him in the same tone he did earlier. your breath hitting his ear as you whispered next to him. his hands grabbed your hips tightly as he started to fuck up into you. “y/n you feel so good, you know how weak i am for your.. wet.. pussy” he whined, the sight was a beauty. his clouded and hazy expression while he was drunk on your tight cunt. his eyes rolling back as he was mesmerized by your constant pace to ride him. his thrusts meeting your hips every-time. “harua.. i’m.. close” you begged, the pace of your hips slapping together felt so good and you never wanted him to stop. harua nodded, “me too” he’d whine with you. his moans almost louder than yours as he was finally getting the pleasure he wanted and you were fulfilling your wet dream. when the time came you both snapped releasing together a warm and milky liquid that combined together and ran out of your body. he’d hug you tightly and whisper soft praises, stroking your hair as he knew how tired you’d be. “you should’ve waited for me to get out the shower, i would’ve been the one to fuck you” he said with a playful whisper. noticing how tired you were from riding him. his pants still consistent. you glared up at him with the same playful manner, “aren’t you glad i didn’t?”

taki - “babyyy i miss you” taki whined as he clung to you. you were sitting at your desk studying for college exams. you laughed, you were also getting pretty tired from studying. “sorry babe, i’ll be done soon” you assured him ruffling his hair. he’d pout and kiss your cheek, leaving you alone to finish studying. he came back about thirty minutes later to check on you. not expecting to see you passed out, asleep on your text books. taki laughed finding your position cute. walking over to coo you, before gently picking you up. he was gonna bring you to your bed to sleep more comfortably. once he got you settled in his arms, holding you bridal style. you slightly squirmed and he worried he might’ve woke you, thankfully he didn’t as you continue to sleep in his arms. somewhere between the transfer of bringing you to your bed you let out a noise. one that made him simultaneously confused and turned on. “taki- you’re so good..” you moaned out. surprisingly it had been a while since you and taki got busy in the bedroom, you focusing on uni and him being distracted with work. there was no time, it explained why you were having such fantasies in your dream. you sounded almost shocked when you moaned, that taki was so good at making you feel good. taki sat next to you on the edge of the bed as he contemplated what to do. taki had been missing you so much too, and every part. pretending to be oblivious his deep voice clouded the silence, “good at what?” he asked. his husky voice whispering in your ear, and tickling you with his breath. that alone woke you up from the quick sleep you drifted in-to. “taki!” you said a bit startled, since you knew exactly what you were just imagining. “you’re all wet love..” a shocked soft chuckle escaping, noticing your lounge boxers were filled with arousal that your dream provided to you. embarrassed you closed your legs. “i-i have to finished studying..” you tried to protest the very obvious fact of you being horny. taki pushed you to the bed to stop you from moving, pinning your arms to the bed. “take a break, you clearly need attending to” his eyes narrowing on your wet underwear before his lips started to kiss yours. you locked lips, unable to fight it now that he had you gripped tightly. you were glad he stopped you from studying, your pussy was throbbing and in need of him even if you were to shy to admit it. taki pushed his knees between your thighs providing you of some friction while he worked on undressing your top half. your hips started to grind against his thigh. “needy huh?” he whispered as he saw you rutting your hips against him. once he got you all naked, you helped him undress too. removing his belt of his pants and throwing it somewhere in the room. when you pulled his pants down his bulging cock sprung up at you. “i did that?” you asked him a little shocked, as a red tint of blush warmed your cheeks. he shyly nodded, resting his tip in between your folds. starting to tease you before he slid himself in. his groans and your whines sinked together the moment you felt him against your velvet walls. your eyes squinted shut, as you lied against the bed pillow. one hand gripping the sheets the other planted on his stomach tracing between his abs. “s-so.. tight.. y/n” he struggled to say, unable to make consistent thrusts yet. eventually he found his pace, pushing up in you at a fast pace that pleasured you both. every time you felt his balls slapping against your skin was a reminder of just how deep his long cock was inside you. the veins of his dick stimulating every part of you making you go insane. “taki! feels so good..” you whined, he was fucking you like never before. taki sloppily made out with you to muffle his moans into the kiss. kissing him back until he burried his face in your neck. you could tell he was getting close by the way his thrusts became irregular and his hips were twitching against you. “i’m gonna cum!..” you breathlessly announced, taki smiled as he knew he was close too. “cum for me, please, make a mess, darling” he praised you with his filthy dirty talk.

it was just enough to set you over the edge. you guys came together and his body became limp over you. you wrapped your arms around him. “better than your dream?” he asked you with a cocky smirk. you only laughed and playfully shoved him off of you.

[winteringdream]

DRIFT TO SLEEP ───── asakura jo

✩ ⋅ pairing. asakura jo x fem!reader ✩ ⋅ genre. fluff ✩ ⋅ warnings. none! ✩ ⋅ wc. 556 ✩ ⋅ prompts. reading together, a classic: falling asleep to their lover’s heartbeat as they’re lying against their chest, lying down while one plays with the other’s hair ✩ ⋅ request. If that's okay, I would like it to be JO x Female Reader. Thank you. ✩ ⋅ a/n. another one for the 600 event! ty for requesting!

The rain outside patters softly against the window. It’s 10pm, not late, but late enough to make you feel somewhat sleepy. Jo sits comfortably against the pillows, his back resting against the headboard, one arm loosely around you as you lie against his chest, your head nestled under his chin. 

His voice drifts through the air as he reads aloud from his book. The words flow smoothly, but you barely focus on them. You’re more aware of the warmth of him. His heartbeat beats softly in your ear, pulling you further into tiredness.

His other hand moves through your hair, fingertips combing gently through the strands. It’s lazy and tender, the kind of touch that makes your eyelids grow heavier with each slow touch. 

You let out a soft sigh, pressing yourself closer, and Jo chuckles softly, the quiet sound vibrating through his chest. You smile against the fabric of his sweater.

“You’re falling asleep on me,” he murmurs.

“Mmm.” You hum in acknowledgment, not bothering to move. “Not my fault you’re comfortable.”

He huffs a quiet laugh, his fingers still combing through your hair. “I told you reading would make you sleepy.”

“Then why did you agree to read to me?” You peek up at him.

Jo smirks, tilting the book slightly in his hand. “Because you said, and I quote, ‘I promise I won’t fall asleep this time.’”

“That doesn’t sound like me.” You groan, burying your face against his sweater. 

He chuckles again, the deep, breathy sound making your chest feel warm. “It sounds exactly like you.”

His arm tightens slightly around you, his warmth settling over you like a second blanket. You sigh again, your fingers lightly gripping the fabric of his sweater. 

“Keep playing with my hair,” you mumble.

Jo shakes his head but doesn’t stop. “So demanding.”

“You like it.”

There’s a pause. Then, a soft chuckle. “Yeah,” he admits quietly, his fingers threading through your hair even more slowly, his nails gently scratching against your scalp.

A small, pleased smile tugs at your lips. Your hand lazily reaches for the hem of his sweater, fingers curling into the fabric. He notices, his arm tightening around you slightly, a quiet reassurance that he isn’t going anywhere.

The steady patter of rain against the window fills the silence between you. It’s peaceful, the world outside is small and far away.

Jo shifts slightly, turning his head just enough to press a barely-there kiss to the top of your head. His lips linger for a second before he pulls back, as if he isn’t sure you felt it.

A deep sense of warmth spreads through you. The rain continues its steady rhythm against the window, the dim lighting casting a soft golden glow over everything.

A soft hum escapes you, eyes still closed. “Did you just-”

“Go to sleep,” he interrupts, his voice holding a hint of flustered embarrassment.

A quiet laugh bubbles in your chest, but you’re too tired to tease him properly. Instead, you snuggle further against him, letting his warmth, his heartbeat, and the movement of his fingers on your head pull you into sleep.

And just before you drift off completely, you hear his voice again, so soft it almost blends with the rain outside.

“Sleep well.”

And before you can tease him about it, you do.

[multicohn]

summary: ej in a private, but not secret relationship

warnings: none

pairing: fem! idol! reader x idol! byun euijoo

genre: smau, fluff

author note: inspired by user 032104 series

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[nichowa-an]

SAFE SPACE:

Pairing:&team!nicholas x fem!reader

Genre: Smut | Established!relationship | Slight fluff (if you squint)

W.C: ~1.2k

MINORS DNI!!

The door clicked open with a low groan, and Nicho stepped inside, shoulders slumped, hair damp with sweat, and exhaustion written all over his face. The soft thud of his dance bag hitting the floor echoed in the quiet apartment, followed by the faint rustle of fabric as he peeled off his jacket.

Y/n appeared in the hallway, barefoot and sleepy-eyed in one of his oversized t-shirts. Her arms opened without a word, and Nicho didn’t hesitate—he fell into her embrace like he was collapsing into bed. His head pressed into her shoulder, arms locking around her waist with a desperate tightness.

“You’re home,” she murmured, fingers moving gently through his sweat-tousled hair. “Tough day?”

“Fucking brutal,” he whispered, voice muffled in her neck. “I’ve got nothing left, babe… just wanted to see you.”

She kissed his temple, her touch grounding him. His breath slowed, muscles uncoiling little by little under her warm, steady hands. He inhaled deeply—her scent, the warmth of her skin, the safety of being in her arms. It settled something inside him.

Then, softly, he pulled back just enough to meet her gaze. “Can I…?” he asked, voice low. “Can I let go with you tonight?”

He didn’t wait for her to answer with words—her hand sliding down his chest, fingers curling around his wrist, was all the permission he needed. She guided him to the bedroom, flicking on the soft lamp by the bedside, casting the room in a warm, honey-like glow.

Nicho had always been gentle with her. Worshipful, even. But tonight? He needed to let go.

Smut under the cut! (minors strictly DNI)

“Strip,” he breathed, voice husky, his dark eyes locked on hers as his shirt fell to the floor. She obeyed, slowly lifting the fabric over her head, leaving her bare underneath.

He groaned.

“Lie down,” he ordered, already sinking to his knees at the foot of the bed.

She laid back against the pillows, breath hitching as he grabbed her thighs and yanked her to the edge of the mattress. He didn’t tease. He didn’t build up. He buried his face between her legs like a starving man.

Tongue greedy. Lapping, sucking, devouring. His hands pinned her thighs open, fingers digging into her skin. Her moans only spurred him on, made him eat her faster, rougher. His tongue flicked mercilessly over her clit, drawing tight, fast circles before plunging into her again.

“Oh—fuck, Nicho—!” she cried, thighs trembling.

He groaned against her, tongue pushing deep, nose bumping her clit until her hips bucked. When she came, it was with a loud gasp, her back arching off the bed, thighs clamping around his head.

But he wasn’t done.

He stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes dark with lust and something unhinged.

“On your knees.”

She scrambled up, turning and bracing herself on her elbows as he shoved his sweats down. His cock sprang free, thick, flushed, already leaking. He gave it a few rough strokes, then gripped her hips and lined himself up.

“You sure?” he rasped, voice strained.

She looked over her shoulder and nodded. “Give it to me.”

He thrust into her in one hard, desperate push, a growl tearing from his throat as he bottomed out. Her moan was muffled by the pillow as he pulled back and slammed into her again, setting a brutal pace.

The sound of skin slapping echoed in the room, each thrust sending her forward on the bed. His fingers gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, holding her steady as he fucked into her like he was trying to bury every ounce of frustration inside her.

“God—fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, head tipping back.

She whimpered beneath him, breath catching every time he hit that spot deep inside her. He leaned over, grabbing her hair and pulling her up so her back arched against his chest. His free hand slipped around to play with her clit, rubbing tight circles in time with each thrust.

“I needed this—fuck, I needed you.”

“I'm yours,” she gasped, pleasure blooming fast and overwhelming.

He growled, slamming harder into her. “Say it again.”

“I’m yours—Nicho, I’m yours.”

That did it.

He cursed, fucking her harder, faster, like he was unraveling. Her walls clenched tight around him, and he hissed through his teeth.

“You gonna come for me again?” he whispered in her ear. “Wanna feel you soak my cock.”

She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave, body trembling in his arms. Her pussy squeezed around him so tight it nearly made him lose it.

“Shit—fuck—Y/n—” he choked out, thrusts stuttering.

He pulled out at the last second, fist pumping around his cock as thick ropes of cum spilled across her ass and lower back, groaning low and broken.

For a second, the only sound was their ragged breathing.

He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the nape of her neck. “You okay?” he murmured.

She nodded, cheeks flushed, heart pounding.

He reached for a towel with a soft grunt, gently cleaning her up, then tugging her into his arms once again. This time, his hold was soft. Secure.

“You grounded me,” he whispered, kissing her shoulder. “Thank you for letting me lose control.”

“You can always lose it with me,” she whispered back, fingers threading through his damp hair. “Always.”

[byeuijoo]

comforting gesture 𐀔 &team

genre : purely fluff ⋆ warnings : absolutely none ⋆ wc : 876

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k ⭒ forehead kisses

he's a tall guy, and i think that's already something reassuring and comforting. but when his warm hands slide over your cheeks, and he places a protective kiss on your forehead : that's when you really feel cleansed of all bad vibes. k is the kind of boyfriend you can trust completely and who gives you a constantly reassuring, benevolent aura. which is why, whenever he thinks you need it, he follows his instincts and places a soft, warm kiss on your forehead.

fuma ⭒ back hug

you admire fuma for his presence and his ability to take care of others, but what you like best about him is his big arms mixed with his pretty cute face. so you obviously love it when he comes sliding up behind you to wrap your body in his comforting muscular arms, resting his chin on your shoulder as he cuddles you. sometimes you talk about anything and everything — especially if you're cooking at the same time, but other times you remain silent, simply enjoying each other's presence.

nicholas ⭒ grabbing you by the waist

whenever nicholas is near you, you can expect his hand to hang around your waist. you're out with friends? he guides your footsteps into his, holding you by the waist. you go shopping together? he holds you by the waist so you don't get lost. you're quietly preparing dinner? and suddenly a hand slips around your waist. but you don't care, you even like it more than you'd like to admit — because his hand around you makes you feel completely his, and constantly protected and safe.

euijoo ⭒ smiling into kisses

you don't know if he does it naturally or just to get rid of his shyness, but euijoo often pauses between kisses to let a smile form on his lips. it's one of the many things you love about him. and you're definitely not saying that because you fell in love with his smile — but because it proves that your hands on his cheeks and your warm kisses have a certain effect on him, and more particularly on his heart, which resonates unceasingly against yours. then, spend your time kissing him just to feel his lips stretch into a smile against yours, has become one of your favorite moments of the day.

yuma ⭒ peppering kisses all over your face

you like to have free time with your boyfriend, because that means you'll get an avalanche of kisses. yuma is the kind of friend who'll plant kisses all over your face, leaving no spot untouched. your eyelids, your nose, your cheekbones, your jaw, your forehead, your temples, ending with your lips — nothing escapes the softness of her lips, and you find that extremely reassuring. no matter how many times he kissed your skin, you never stop getting butterflies in your stomach, to the point of smiling like an idiot.

jo ⭒ exchanging smiles from across the room

everyone knows that jo isn't much of a talker, but what he does best is to offer you the most beautiful of his smiles. no matter where he is, you can always find him with your eyes and lose yourself in his most precious smiles, because he's got that smile that makes your heart skip a beat, that makes you want to smile instantly, and makes you fall in love a little bit more. especially when you feel like you're lost in a crowd of people, rushing through their daily routine, and you need to find an anchor to get you out of there. and that's when you meet his gaze, and exchange the most comforting of smiles before you find each other again.

harua ⭒ playing with your hair

it's something harua often does, twirl a strand of your hair between his fingers wherever, whenever and however he wants. sitting next to you, waiting behind you, cuddling in bed.. every opportunity is good for him to play with your hair. even when you're having dinner, on the kitchen island, and he's just listening intently as you tell him about your day, and his hand slips mechanically into your hair to twist it around his index finger — and of course you don't say anything, because you're so used to it that it seems completely natural.

taki ⭒ rubbing his thumb over your knuckle

one thing taki likes to do the most is holding your hand. and he does it all the time : in class when he's behind you, in the street when you're out, in a department store to avoid getting you lost in the crowd.. his hand is glued to yours at this point. but you don't mind, because it's as if your hand was made to be joined to his, and you feel it even more when he strokes your knuckles with his thumb during a date. this simple gesture has a strange effect on your heart — and it keeps sending butterflies to your stomach.

maki ⭒ squeezing your hand reassuringly

one thing you really appreciate about maki is his ability to read you like an open book — and even if it can sometimes be restrictive, in moments of stress, you like him to be able to understand you without the slightest difficulty. no matter when or where, you don't know how he does it, but his hand always reaches for yours. and that simple touch has a calming effect on you, especially when he exerts a gentle pressure around your fingers, as if to whisper to you that he's there and everything will be all right.

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[ejudollz]

juju size kink is so real....

can we get more thoughts abt that plz 🙂‍↕️

i think juju wouldn't even realize just how much of a size kink he has. he'd always feel butterflies in his tummy whenever it's apparent how much bigger he is than you. sure it does smth to him whenever his whole hand covers your smaller one or when you need his help grabbing something because it's just a bit too tall for you to reach. but he wouldn't realize how much it affects him until you're laying under him looking so fragile but so demanding. you'd be telling him how to fuck you, how hard to thrust and how fast to go but you're so small under him. he'd be breathless, all his breathing being spent on moans and whines. he'd get close to cumming so so quickly.

or if you're bigger than him i think he would wanna be pushed around so badly.. he'd feel so weak compared to you and that would turn him on.. the fact that even if you aren't that strong you could still push him around.. he'd be like putty in your hands, he could probably easily keep himself upright but would let you push him down so easily he just can't help it 😖

[wontune]

ʚɞ maki ( &team ) lockscreens !

[enha-hype]

who’s ponyo?

pairing : byun euijoo x gender neutral reader

genre : fluff, strangers to lovers, cafe au, bit of comfort at the end

warnings : kms jokes, mentions of a sad movie lol

synopsis : what happens when you run into the human version of your favourite studio ghibli character at the cafe you frequent?

w.c. : around 1.5k

a/n : ik i said i was gonna disappear for a bit but guys i can't get ponyojoo out of my head 😭 especially after the recent go one! ep where juju’s in the water and some of the teamies start singing the ponyo theme song sdhdjkdkdjdkdk

🫧 you meet him at a work/study cafe that you both happen to frequent

🫧 you both notice each other on your first week there and feel immediately drawn but you’re both too shy to approach the other and keep putting it off 😮‍💨

🫧 lots of stealing secret glances when the other isn’t looking

🫧 you’re a huge fan of studio ghibli movies and since you don’t know his name, you’ve nicknamed him ponyo after your favourite character from your favourite ghibli film so that’s how you refer to him when you’re talking to your friends about him: “guys you should’ve seen ponyo today, he must’ve been really sleep deprived ‘cause he kept dozing off and i swear to god he looked so adorable i think i was staring at him for 5 minutes straight before i realised,”

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🫧 your friends roll their eyes: “yeah yeah you find him cute no matter what he does. come to us when you actually do something about it.”

���� little do you know that euijoo’s been bugging his friends pretty much the same way. he’s telling nicholas how pretty you looked one day while you were concentrating on your work and his friend groans in exasperation. “oh my god juju, when are you planning to actually do something about this annoying crush of yours? because i swear to god if you don’t ask them out soon then i will,”

🫧 fortunately for your friends, an opportunity presents itself soon. that friday when euijoo is leaving the cafe after he’s done with his work, he forgets one of his books on his table.

🫧 you happen to notice and are halfway through calling after him when you realise that you don’t know his actual name

🫧 so yeah you end up going “hey ponyo! shit. uhh i mean...oh, hi. yeah, i meant you. you uhh left your book,”

🫧 in your defense,,,,why did he actually turn around when you called him ponyo lmao maybe because you were shouting in an otherwise quiet cafe?

🫧 anyway boi is super flustered and confused at first and when you point out that he left his book he’s like ahh thanks and comes back to pick it up

🫧 you’re super embarrassed at the fact that you actually called him ponyo out loud so you make yourself busy trying to ignore him and the eyes of all others around you

🫧 he seems to have been in a hurry bc he just grabs the book, yells out a thank you! and rushes out without pausing to clarify what you called him and why

🫧 the next day, you’re breaking your head over a particularly frustrating assignment so you don’t notice him enter the cafe or walk up to you until he’s pulling up the chair opposite to you at your table

🫧 which is new. you usually sit at opposite ends of the cafe and it’s usually not very crowded around the time you two visit so there’s enough empty tables around to not have to share with anyone. not that you’re complaining of course. you’re just confused

🫧 you look up at him questioningly but he doesn't say anything, just sits quietly and gets on with his work. you stare in bewilderment for a few seconds longer before you decide you’re too busy for this and resume your work, although your heart is racing

🫧 it goes on like this for a week he’s trying ok give him some time to work up his courage. it’s hardly his fault that you’re so annoyingly breathtakingly beautiful he just comes and quietly makes himself comfortable at your table and the two of you do your own thing

🫧 then the next day, he finally breaks the silence. “i’ve been wanting to ask....what did you call me the other day?”

🫧 you go red in the face. “oh um, ponyo. sorry it’s just that your resemblance to her is astonishingly similar and it just slipped out because i don't know your actual name haha,”

🫧 “ah. well i’m euijoo” he smiles, extending his hand. god he has such a gorgeous smile. you shake it, praying he doesn’t notice the slight tremor from how nervous you are “i’m y/n,”

🫧 “nice to meet you, y/n. but who’s ponyo again?”

🫧 wait, he doesn’t know ponyo??? “you know, from the ghibli movie....?”

🫧 he still appears clueless and jeez he really does look so much like ponyo with those adorable boba eyes widened in confusion and it’s so distracting and– anyway. “don’t tell me you’ve never watched a ghibli film before?”

🫧 he sheepishly scratches the back of his head. “no, i’m afraid not…”

🫧 you gasp. “ohmygod, are you kidding me?! you absolutely have to!!”

🫧 “okay, watch it with me then,” he blurts out. he’s honestly as taken aback as you are lmao - he’d been planning on slowly building up to it

🫧 your eyes widen in surprise, you almost choke on air owing to the abruptness of it. “like a date?” you ask before you can stop yourself. shit he’s going to say he never meant it that way and it’s going to be so humil–

🫧 “yes. like a date,” he confirms, grinning wide. you’ve seen him smile a handful of times before, but for some reason this one knocks the breath right out of you.

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🫧 you thought he was cute before? well he’s even cuter now that y’all are together and you’re pretty sure the amount of cuteness aggression he gives you on a daily basis is borderline unhealthy like you might actually combust at this point RIP.

🫧 you continue meeting up at the cafe regularly even if you’d just seen each other that morning. it’s a nice cozy place to study and besides you’ve both gotten used to it

🫧 needless to say you always sit at the same table. he has to be touching you in some way or the other - if there's not many people around and you’re sitting next to each other he’ll intertwine his fingers with yours as he reads, if your hands are busy writing or typing he’ll settle for having your knees/shoulders pressed together and if you’re sitting opposite to him then he'll do the feet thing under the table

🫧 you’re no better btw, just as downbad :

🫧 one day at the cafe you both go to counter together holding hands and the baristas are like omfg y’all are finally together?! took y’all long enough!!

🫧 you’re like ??? and they explain they’ve been shipping you for MONTHS ever since they noticed you’re interested in each other and were getting SO frustrated about the fact that neither of you were making a move that they were lowkey considering taking matters into their own hands lmao

🫧 you’re about to pay and they’re like “oh this one’s on us. consider it a thank you for finally putting us out of our misery” 💀

🫧 on days that he gets there before you, he makes sure to have your order ready just in time so that it’s the right temperature when you arrive <3

🫧 you’ve made him watch all your favourite ghibli movies by now and one day he suggests watching something you both haven’t watched. Grave Of The Fireflies is one ghibli movie you’d been putting off cuz you heard it was kind of sad but you figure, hey it’s a ghibli movie. how sad can it be?

🫧 BIG MISTAKE: IT’S NOT “KIND OF SAD”, IT’S DEVASTATING

🫧 you and euijoo are a mess watching it, straight-up sobbing towards the end

🫧 you know that viral clip from the script reading of that kdrama The Midnight Studio where a lot of the cast members are crying while reading their dialogues cuz the story is supposedly that devastating and then towards the end two of the cast members sitting next to each other happen to make eye contact and burst out laughing seeing each other’s tear stained faces?

🫧 yeah basically imagine that as the credits roll - you turn to look at him at the same time he does and you both can’t help laughing at the sight of the other - a bunch of crumpled tissues scattered around both of you, your eyes rimmed red and faces blotchy

🫧 he opens his blanket and holds his arm out, beckoning for you to come join him, and you snuggle up close and bask in each other’s comfort

🫧 you still can’t stop thinking about the movie and tearing up though, so you get some ice cream and end up rewatching Ponyo

🫧 when the theme song plays you turn to him and sing along as though you’re serenading him, to which he chuckles and pretends to imitate ponyo HE’S SO CUTE UGH

divider credits : @saradika-graphics @cafekitsune

[keisgirl]

just us; andteam nicholas

prompt; #9  "(hugging) you act like you don’t need it, but you hold on just a little tighter every time."

pairing; bf!nicholas x reader

wc; 1.1k

note; first writing/// i dont know if which catagory this fits in lol i feel like its fluff,, anyways nicho my bias line member took the honor of the first writing

finding moots and pls reblog if u liked it <3

cheers - hannah,,

kpop drabble masterlist | prompt list #1

the door clicked shut behind nicholas as he stepped inside, his presence filling the quiet apartment. his hair was messy, with frustration evident on his face. you watched from the couch as he took off his shoes with practised ease while his jacket falling from his shoulders and landing carelessly on the back of a chair. he didn’t say a word, barely even glanced in your direction. 

instead of heading for you like he usually did, he went straight to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water. the way he twisted the cap off, the tension in his movements, told you everything you needed to know. he was tired but it wasn’t just physical; it was the kind of exhaustion that nagged at him from the inside, the one he rarely talked about but couldn’t hide.

you heard the soft click of the fridge door as he closed it, followed by the sound of him taking a long sip of water. he leaned against the counter for a moment, his head hanging low, shoulders hunched as if the weight of the day was too much to bear. you could see the way his jaw tightened, his eyes fixed on some spot on the floor, lost in thought. he didn’t need to tell you what was wrong; you already knew.

sighing quietly, you set down the blanket you’d been folding, the fabric slipping from your fingers as you made your way toward him. he didn’t move as you approached, didn’t even flinch when you came up behind him. gently, you slipped your arms around his waist and pressed your body against his back, your chin resting on his shoulder.

"you act like you don’t need it," you whispered, your voice soft against the quiet of the room.

he tensed at your touch, the same way he always did when he was overwhelmed. but then, slowly, you felt his body give in, the stiffness in his shoulders melting away as he leaned back into you. he hand came up to cover yours, his fingers brushing lightly over your skin. 

"yeah, maybe," he muttered, voice rough, as if admitting that small truth was more than he wanted to say out loud. his fingers tightened slightly around yours, just enough for you to feel that he was holding on, even if he wouldn’t say it.

for a while, neither of you said anything. you just stood there, wrapped up in each other, watching the world outside the window grow darker. his breathing steadied, the rise and fall of his chest matching the gentle rhythm of yours. it was moments like this, when words weren’t necessary, that you felt the closest to him. he didn’t need to tell you what was wrong, didn’t need to explain why he had been so quiet all day. Just being there, with him, was enough.

nicho let out a long sigh, as if the weight he’d been carrying all day was finally starting to lift. you tightened your arms around him, resting your forehead against his back now, feeling the steady beat of his heart through his shirt. there was something so soothing about being close to him like this, something that made all the other noise in the world disappear.

"baby, is this okay?" you asked softly, your voice barely above a whisper. you didn’t need to ask, really. you knew it was. but there was always a part of you that wanted to make sure, to check in with him, especially on days like today when he seemed so far away.

he didn’t answer right away. his fingers traced slow, absent-minded star patterns over the back of your hand, the silence stretching out between you. and then, after a long pause, he nodded, the movement slight but certain.

"yeah," he murmured. "it’s more than okay."

you smiled against his back, feeling the warmth of his words settle in your chest. he wasn’t one for grand declarations or emotional outbursts, but when he did open up, even just a little, it meant everything.

after a while, you felt him shift, gently turning in your arms so he could face you. his eyes, usually so guarded, were softer now, the hard edges worn down by the quiet. he didn’t say anything, just looked at you for a long moment, like he was trying to figure out how to let you in without giving too much away. but you didn’t need him to explain. you already knew.

you reached up, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead, your fingers lingering there for just a moment longer than necessary. he closed his eyes at your touch, leaning into it slightly, and you could see the tiredness carved into his features. not just the physical exhaustion, but something deeper, something that had been weighing on him for a while now..

"you’ve always been here for me," he said quietly, as if the thought had only just come to him. "even when I don’t say anything... even when I try to push you away."

you tilted your head slightly, your eyes soft as you met his gaze. "i’m here because i want to be," you said simply. "not because you need me to be, but because i choose to be. everyone will have their bad days once in a while, it’s okay nicho"

in that moment, nothing else mattered. not the stress, not the expectations, not the long days or the sleepless nights. it was just you and him, wrapped up in each other, safe in the knowledge that you didn’t have to face the world alone.

"i don’t deserve you," he murmured after a long pause, his voice muffled against your hair.

you pulled back just enough to look up at him, furrowing slightly. "dont say that. you deserve all the love and care in the world, and more."

his eyes softened at your words, and for the first time that evening, you saw the tension completely leave his face. he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, lingering there for just a moment longer than usual. it was his silent way of saying thank you, of letting you know that he heard you, even if he couldn’t find the words to say it.

you closed your eyes, letting the warmth of his kiss settle over you, and in that moment, you felt the closeness between you deepen. this wasn’t just about comforting him anymore; it was about sharing the weight, about building something stronger between the two of you, something that didn’t need to rely on perfect days or easy moments.

for @hylwsidym

[seodami]

Late night bus | BEJ

Genre: Pure fluff

Warning: none

Word count: 1693

Pairing: Byun Euijoo (&Team) x gn reader

Note: Our sweet sweet Euijoo sneaked his way into my heart and I couldn’t be happier! Honestly, from everything I have seen of him, he is such a considerate, soft spoken and positive person and I appreciate him very much. I’m sure we can all learn something from Euijoo and his kindness. I hope you’re all happy and healthy and enjoying early spring (different to this story:)))

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“It’s s-so cold” you pressed out with clattering teeth, hands in tight fists held close to your body. Euijoo next to you hummed as he shifted to wrap his arm loosely around your shoulders, pulling you closer to his chest. You let out a shaky breath, hands now desperately clutching the material of his puffer jacket.

“We will be there soon.” He reassured you with his gentle voice, calming your shivering body down. His other arm sneaked around your front before he carefully laid his head on top of yours. Some longer strands of his hair, which were peaking out from underneath his beanie, were slightly tickling your face. The warmth radiating from him was enough to make you momentarily forget the frosty air around you.

The ride on the bus was bumpy and there was a slight sheen of condensed fog on the windows, reflecting the darkness of the dawning night that lays behind them. You and Euijoo were squeezed on a narrow bench in the middle. It was quiet besides the humming of the motor and the occasional car whizzing by. The interior of the bus was lit by two artificial neon strips on the ceiling of the vehicle, transforming the space into an almost eerie and surreal scene. But with your boyfriend besides you, you felt more comfortable than anything.

The bus was mostly vacant by this time, only a handful of people riding alongside the two of you through the empty streets. Across from you, there was an older lady, tightly clutching her trolley inside her wrinkly hands. Her creme coloured head scarf momentarily shimmered in the low light.

In the reflection of the window, you could make out two other passengers. One being a young businessman, clad in a pristine pinstripe suit and the other one being a tired student, wearing the familiar uniform of your former school. You smiled at the memories you cherished from years ago.

“Juju?” You asked quietly, hearing him hum without moving an inch. “I hope my mom makes Galbi-Jjim. I’m really craving it right now.” Your eyes peaked up to meet your boyfriend’s sparkling ones. “Oh me too. It’s so delicious. Your mom’s cooking is the best.” He pulled you even closer, pressing a faint kiss on the top of your head, thinking you didn’t notice. But the irregular beat of your heart and the rush of warmth in your cheeks were prove enough that you did.

“Your mom is always so nice.” His calm and smooth voice made you relax deeper in his embrace, enjoying the closeness and the faint scent of his familiar body wash when your nose found his neck, rubbing the exposed skin affectionately. The giggle spilling from his lips was heart shaking and the love in your eyes, when you looked at him, was unmistakable for anyone watching.

You turn your head slightly upwards to get a better look at him. He looked adorable in his oversized puffer jacket, the beanie over his head and the hood from his sweatshirt draped over it. His eyes dipped down. The lovesick smile on your face was quickly reciprocated by his own when you pressed a swift kiss onto the apple of his cheek. Euijoo was sure you could hear his heart stumbling.

“My mom adores you to bits.” You whispered, only for him to hear. You conversed quietly in order to not disturb the other passengers at this late hour. “You would already move in, if it was up to her.” You giggled, readjusting the grip around his waist. Euijoo’s eyes crinkled with joy. “Really?” You hummed, fully convinced.

Your parents really absolutely did adore Euijoo. It was more than often, that they would quite literally demand his presence at your old childhood’s house to join your family for dinner once again. It has become much of a weekly routine by now and that was the very reason for your late travel. They just loved having him over.

It was obvious your mom loved him just like her own son, always doting on him, always caring for him, packing him extra food, praising him for his tall statue whenever he stood up, sneaking a few bills into his jacket pockets. And you couldn’t be happier how loved he was by the people closest to you.

It was then, that your bus stop was announced, pulling you out of your shared little bubble. Euijoo was quick to act and stretched his arm with ease to pull the stop string. When you stood up, it was painfully obvious how numb your feet felt by the cold.

When the bus finally came to a stop, you noticed the grandma from across you heaving her trolley with difficulty. You were about to step up to help her out, when Euijoo was already moving, assisting her with the luggage and accompanying her outside with an outstretched arm.

You watched the scene unfold with wide eyes, heart warming immediately from his kind manners and gentle words. Your heart felt so full, so full of emotions for this man. You always knew how kind hearted and friendly he was, but seeing him helping an elderly person without batting an eye, was making you feel things you didn’t think possible before meeting him.

With tiny steps, you followed his figure, descending the step of the bus into the vast darkness. The cold air was biting into your exposed skin. You heard the automatic doors close behind you before the continuous rumble from the coach was soon replaced by utter quietness and chirping cicadas.

“Thank you very much. You’re a very well mannered and handsome young man.” The grandma thanked Euijoo profusely, praising him rightfully. You smiled to yourself, cheeks already hurting. “It was nothing.” He muttered humbly, rubbing his neck in a bashful manner.

You cooed. How in the world did you get so lucky to be loved by a man like him? Euijoo was the sweetest, most loving boy with a heart of gold. A heart that needs to be cherished and cared for.

“Will you be okay from here on? Should we accompany you home?” He asked her, bending down slightly for her to understand him better. He was towering tall above her. She waved her hand dismissively, a thankful look on her face. “No no it’s alright. My daughter in law will come pick me up just about now. Don’t worry, son.” She patted Euijoo’s arm reassuringly.

He nodded, gesturing to the other side of the street, where a small wooden house was built, light still shining from the small windows. “You should wait in the store over there. It’s much warmer.” He adviced, having her agree with a hasty nod. “Yes. I’m good friends with the owner.” Her hands found the handles of her shopper again.

You watched their interaction with fondness. Finally bridging the space between, you stepped up from behind, searching for your boyfriend’s gloved hand. His soft eyes found yours immediately when your fingers finally slipped into his, intertwining them naturally. You loved holding his hands. They felt warm and secure.

He smiled brightly at you, giving your hand a small squeeze. Your teeth bared from his cute gesture, snuggling closer to his side.

“Aigoo. You’re such a beautiful couple.” The old lady loudly exclaimed, hunching slightly over her shopping trolley. “Make sure to keep a man like him. They will treat you like a goddess and gift you with many blessings.” The grandma now looked at you with crinkled eyes. Your heart aches with emotions and you nodded with determination.

“I will. He is the best.” You looked up at him for a split second, only to find him already looking at you with love spilling from his eyes, smiling widely. You felt yourself growing shy under his gaze and hid your face beneath your scarf.

The elderly cooed at the two of you, gripping her trolley. “My husband was just the same. Always insisted on carrying my bag and holding the door open.” Her words almost made you teary eyed, touching the very core of your heart. You could hear she loved her husband.

“If you care for one another and support each other, love can only grow.” She nodded along her wisely chosen words. Your heart panged.

“I really wish you just best! Take care and make sure to eat a lot!” She finally said, feet moving towards the street, giving Euijoo a gentle squeeze on the arm. Both of you bid your goodbyes and bowed, as you watched her cross the street and enter the shop securely.

After a few moments of silence, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, seeing a cloud form in front of your face. Your eyes met your boyfriend’s big ones, smiling like dummies from the surprisingly touching moment.

“How sweet was that? She was so nice!” You cooed, snuggling closer against his tall frame. “Yeah right?” You began walking the dimly lit path towards your parents house. There was a comfortable silence around you, mind still replaying the grandma’s praise towards sweet Euijoo. You could hear the swishing of the leaves in the wind and some crickets from the fields. It was a very peaceful moment.

“That was so nice of you…” you quietly mumbled, filling the silence. “How you helped her.” You clarified. He looked down on you and chuckled. “Ah it was nothing…” he avoided your praise, looking down shyly.

“It was!” You jumped a bit at your excitement. “When you do things like these, I can’t help but fall more for you…” you admitted more shyly this time, eyes fixated on your moving feet. You heard his quiet laugh, feeling him raise your connected hands to press a lasting kiss onto your covered hand. You giggled at his manners, reciprocating the heart fluttering gesture. Euijoo cheeks were dusted in a lovely shade of pink, not fully convincing you that it solely came from the cold.

“Juju?” You muttered, hearing him hum. His heart jumped every time the adorable nickname left your lips. He loved how it sounded from your lips.

“I love you…” you whispered now, not sure if he heard you but when he whispered the same words back, you couldn’t feel any happier.

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hiii! could you make an imagine about maki getting jelous and confessing please? thank you so much ♥

MOMENTS OF SILENCE

maki &team jealousy confession

pairing jealousmaki!&team x reader

warnings smooching and like two swear words towards the end

notes wow my first imagine guys i’m growing up so fast🥹🥹all jokes aside tho im actually really nervous to publish this so if it sucks i am so sorry

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growing up next door to maki, you guys were known as the duo. you both were inseparable—you did everything together.

when maki decided he wanted to become an idol, you were the most supportive out of everyone. you stuck by his side through the whole process, and it only made your friendship grow even more.

when he was officially in &team and they had their debut, you were always the first to know everything that was going on — even the things that weren’t supposed to be out to the public yet.

now, a few years after their debut, you not only became friends with his members, but they see you as family as well.

your friendship with maki has also grown, but so have your feelings for him. you can’t help but notice how well maki has been aging. his features are striking — everything about him is attractive.

also, after you stopped getting taller and settled on a height, he just seems to keep growing. he towers over you, which you can’t help but find it undeniably hot when he has to look/lean down to talk to you.

on the other hand, you had a massive glow up too. learning how to take care of your skin, hair, and upping your style, maki can’t deny finding you to be the most beautiful girl he’s seen.

you don’t know that though. both of your feelings for each other has always gone unspoken for. the lingering touches and the admiring glances between you two had always been brushed off, neither of you wanting to confess.

you had always been touchy with each other, never making it weird. that’s why, as you’re sitting abnormally close to maki — practically laying on him — none of his members find it unusual. he has one arm wrapped casually around your waist, trapping you in his hold. you scroll through your phone, watching tiktoks until harua makes his way towards you guys.

you look up, giving him a smile. you feel maki tighten his hold around you as harua places himself next to you on the couch.

“hey y/n, i found some new ideas for our handshake,” harua says. “since we can’t seem to settle on a good one.”

maki tenses up at the mention of a handshake. thats always been your guys’ thing. and as much as he hates to admit it, the thought of you having a handshake with someone else made him incredibly jealous.

“alright, show me what you came up with,” you smile. you try to shift to the side to get a better view, but maki’s tight grip around you makes you unable to move. “maki, could you loosen up a bit? i can’t move.”

“sorry,” he mutters, not tearing his eyes away from the phone in his hand. he lets go of you ever so slightly, just barely allowing you to turn your body.

you furrow your brows, confused as to why he seems annoyed. you just decide to brush it off, and refocus on harua.

harua shows you his ideas, some of them more complex than the others. after a few minutes of trying to master the complex ones, you eventually decide to settle on the easier movements.

maki watches you both out of the corner of his eye, wishing that it was him making you laugh like harua is.

and not to mention the way your hands are all over each other (peep the hand in handshake), he doesn’t want anyone else touching you other than himself.

he loves but hates the way that his members care for you so much. he misses the times when it was a little awkward between everyone, so he had your full attention all the time.

now, he only gets to talk to you a minimal amount when you’re in the studio with him because his members are always wanting to hang out with you.

your loud laugh snaps him out of his trance, and he sees you grab harua’s arm from laughing so hard.

he looks away, not wanting to get more annoyed. he notices that his jealousy level has been unusually high today, making him quieter than normal.

you also caught onto his quietness earlier in the day, and you just assumed he was having a rough morning.

you had no idea that he was pissed because you were giving other people more attention.

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after messing around with harua for another hour or so, everyone completed their daily duties, and decided to head out.

you wait for maki patiently by the door as you bundle up in your coat, preparing yourself to walk home in the cold weather.

after a minute, maki finds you by the door and he holds it open for you, allowing you to walk outside. you’re both silent, as maki’s jealously level hasn’t fallen since the handshake incident.

the tension in the air is too noticeable, and you glance at him as you both make your way down the snowy sidewalk.

“are you okay?” you finally speak up, clouds of smoke coming out of your mouth from how cold the air is.

he only nods.

you stay quiet for a minute, not knowing what to say.

“…did i do something?” you ask, your voice quiet.

“do you like harua?” he blurts out after a moment of silence.

“of course i like harua,” you respond, your voice laced with confusion. “why wouldn’t i?”

“no, not like that,” he shakes his head, keeping his gaze ahead of him. “i mean, do you like-like him.”

“oh- oh. no, maki,” you laugh, but immediately stop when you see that he doesn’t find this amusing. “i love harua, only as a friend. why are you asking?”

another moment of silence.

“you guys just seem.. close. that’s all,” he says, glancing at you for the first time since you left the studio. the glance is piercing, his eyes dark and features slightly tightened. his jaw is clenched, and he keeps his hands in his pockets.

reverting his eyes back to the gloomy and misty sidewalk in front of him, you shiver.

but not from the cold.

“are you jealous or something?” you slightly smile, still wondering why he would be questioning this.

when he doesn’t respond, you start laughing.

“oh my gosh, you are jealous!” you teasingly laugh. “maki, you’re literally my closest friend out of everyone i know. i don’t know why you think that i like harua more than you—“

“that’s not why i’m jealous,” he cuts you off, stopping in his tracks. you stop too, and you both turn to face each other.

“then why are you?”

he lets out a huff, looking everywhere but at you.

“because i like you, okay?”

silence overcomes the two of you again, for the hundredth time today.

“oh.” you’re not sure what to say.

“gosh, i’ve just—“ he pauses, looking around and running a stressed hand through his hair. “i began to like you ever since i told you i wanted to become an idol. you were so supportive of me, i just felt like you were the only person who truly cared for me.”

you reach your hand up in the middle of his speech, and run your fingers through his hair to brush the snowflakes out of it.

“i’ve been too scared to tell you, but seeing you all close with the other members just made me realize that i like having your attention maybe a little too much, and— can you stop that?” he swats at your hand that’s still brushing the snowflakes out.

you pull your hand away, “sorry. continue.”

but instead of continuing, he just stares at you.

silently.

the silence kills him.

“fuck it.”

he grabs the back of your neck and pulls you into him, crashing your lips together. your eyes widen in shock for a moment before they flutter shut as you melt into his touch.

maki lets go of your neck and moves his hands to wrap around your waist, not once breaking the kiss. you place a hand on his chest, and you let the other gently grab his jaw.

you can feel your heart pounding against your chest as the kiss deepens. his lips feel unbelievably soft, and the unusual warmth between the two of you — given that it’s barely even 20° — makes you never want to let go of each other.

you eventually have to though.

as you slowly pull apart, you rest your forehead against his, still holding onto his jaw. maki lets out a sigh of relief that he didn’t know he was holding.

“so…” you pull your head away from him, reluctantly letting go of his jaw.

“don’t even say anything,” he says, and as you pull away, you get a clear view of how flustered he is.

“alright, i won’t,” you shrug, feeling how red your cheeks are too.

you grab his hand, and resume your walk back home in a comfortable silence.