#hangyul fluff

[emojellyace08]

Hey! Hope you are doing well. Can you please write Workers and DG having a crush on a soft and kind female reader? She's not naive but just really kind and generous. Thank you very much 🥰

DG & Workers x Female! Reader (a soft, kind, and emotionally strong someone)

A/N: Sup fellow human! Sorry if I had read your question late (and thank you for the support! :) And I'm sorry if I can't elaborate every members of the Workers but I'll still try my best though! Genre: fluff (I guess xD) Warnings: slight cursing, toxic behaviors/relationships at Workers' part (Add in! DG/James Lee and Samuel Seo "His type on a woman PART 4") sfw

DG/James Lee (Kang Dag Yeom)

My headcannon: If you met DG! before he is an idol or in middle/high school, if you're the studious and slight competitive type you'll be having the worst day of your life with James xD. I think James Lee finds a woman interesting when she's mainly focused on her studies and goals in life yet is someone fun and chill to hang with. I also headcannon that James likes teasing the woman he likes especially when she get easily agitated lol.

If you met him in his new identity and if you're his manager, well I congratulate you! But hold on, that doesn't mean that even if you're with him off cam it mean that he likes you automatically. He's usually attentive and focused about his work and he doesn't have time with his love life if he even has one 😒. It still depends if he doesn't mind your presence though! If you're the type to be usually chatty and loud even if things needs to be serious I think he'll find you a bit annoying (I'm sorry but just simp for Goo if you're also a crackhead). But if he actually sees the good in you like just being extra nice to him, bringing him healthy snacks even when he's not initiating it, asking him about his day or when you gave him some advices even when he's not open about his personal life I think he might catch a slight interest on you ;).

But his main standard is someone who is trust worthy and is actually pure hearted. He doesn't really like it when a woman gets so easily fooled especially in real life situations. But if you're acquaintances or friends with him he's willing to help you out and he wouldn't hesitate to beat up everybody who wants to take advantage of you. But you got to be emotionally strong when James gives constructive criticisms to work on yourself. He's usually busy most of the times (I bet he's the type to be secretive to hide his somewhat foul intentions but if you are someone who he founds valuable and caring in his life he's doing this to protect you and your connections with him sheesh). If you're the reserved type and your main focus is about your work he might initiate to open up about his secrets especially if it's for business. He's also willing to hear about your opinions and plans about this though.

Now if you're the type to be sugar sweet, I'll bet he'll fall for you more. It's just fascinating to him how you do even the simplest things like helping out your classmates/comrades when they are in need of help with their work or when you help out stray animals on the street. He may not admit it but he does find it cute.

Workers (General)

This crew is an another example of a red flag like DG, Gun, and Goo lmao 🚩🚩🚩.

Just kidding lol (I'm still saying the truth). ANYWAYSSS, I bet the moment Yoojin decides to recruit a new member, every single one of them will be spying and keeping an eye on you lol. This may sound uncomfortable but I guess it's just them being curious about your behavior especially if you're the helpful type. They usually do illegal activities and I guess some of them lost some type of empathy or just plain closeted about their feelings. So it's really unusual for them to be approached by a "normal" person. They might think that you are here to bring their crew down. But after some adjustments and collaboration, you and the others will get along very well.

Yoojin and Baek Hangyul! might keep an eye on you though despite working with him even for a very long time. He knows that your kindness and loyalty are factors why he chose to keep you as his personal secretary if you asked me. But that doesn't mean that you're not mindful with your surroundings. He knows that what he's doing is wrong but he couldn't care less as long as his businesses are going well. If you keep bringing this topic up for him to stop, this may cause a ruckus and a toxic connection between the two of you. He knows that you're generous enough to help him out. But if we're going to be realistic here, he might use and abuse that strength and adornment of yours and even gaslighting you at times. Shutting your mouth off may be the only solution that you can think of to make him change his mind but trust me it's not going to work. So it's better if you stay away from him a bit :/...

Yuseong, Doo Lee, Sinu Han, Vivi and Ryuhei! are the complete opposite though! They might be intimidating at first glance but they're just your typical homies just chilling in their own little world. For Yuseong, he might get attracted to you especially if you dress well and if you're really good at babysitting. This adoration of his is simply innocent and just a simple crush since as we see he's not really emotionally mature (probably because of unmentioned trauma but who knows). The freckled boy is very fond with playing his toys and dolls so it will be a great time to play with him especially on his breaks! He also likes it when you cook him delicious meals and give him candies as presents! Doo Lee, Vivi and Ryuhei are really good at gambling and talking about funny shit like memes so if you're the crackheaded woman at times you're really going to enjoy their company (you got to remind them to focus on duty hours though you don't want the four of you to get whooped). Sinu is also the friendly type of guy so befriending him out of pure curiosity is no problem either and he's the type to say cheesy pick up lines and corny memes at times as a method to try to befriend him since he's secretly feeling lonely at times (you got to keep your eyes of about Mitsuki though :/)

Cheon Taejin, Samuel Seo, Magami Kenta, Sato Kazuma, Xiaoleoung, and Mitsuki! are the definition of intimidating inside out. They might give you a glare or a few couple stares in there just to check out if you're focusing on your work. If you're the type to initiate conversations it will be hella weird with them lol. They will be responding with a few "hms" or "okay" there and then especially if they're not interested. They wouldn't really scare you off if you're not too much of a bothersome.

What it's like working with the both of them?

If Yoojin and DG both have feelings for you, there might be a heated conversations at times with those goofy ass smiles (you got to tell them to chill out though since it can get physical if you both don't stop them DG is going to win even Yoojin tries lol).

They might flex there and then about their accomplishments and they will embarrass each other in a bad way when they are in front of you. DG will keep telling Yoojin how of a failure he was to let Daniel Park bring down the other affiliates while Yoojin will keep roasting DG of how he's a p*ssy for running away from his crimes. It's so funny if you're just there in those situations Istg💀.

They might flirt too if you asked me just to see your and each one's reactions since they feel likes it's a competition between the both of them and you're the trophy (not really promoting this behavior in real life :/). But they will stop though once you get uncomfortable about the atmosphere around them.

The three of you will be that chaotic love triangle when Yoojin and DG acts like siblings fighting each other for the same girl (I DON'T SHIP THESE TWO I JUST THINK IT'S A FUNNY IDEA. But you got to chose wisely though and Yoojin's crush might fade away especially when he realizes if you're not compatible with him).

A/N: That's it for Workers and DG x reader! Feel free to request more of Lookism men x reader (I mostly do female and gender neutral but male is okay).

[woongisi]

Masterlist?!

fluff → ❀

smut → ♡

angst → ☆

(indicates a secondary concept)

ex. fic title ♡(☆)

NCT!?

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TXT?!

Liquor & Its Consequences // Choi Beomgyu ♡

ZB1!?

Freudian Slips // Kim Taerae ♡(☆)

Gym Buddy // Seok Matthew ♡

Ask // Teaching bsf!Taerae To Kiss ♡

TBZ?!

No Empty Space // Kim Sunwoo x Eric Sohn ♡

ATEEZ?!

Brand New God // Choi Jongho ♡(☆)

Drum Line Dream // Song Mingi ♡

ONEUS?!

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BAE173?!

Girl Dad // Lee Hangyul ♡

ENHYPEN?!

Hot & I Hate It // Park Sunghoon ♡(☆)

Ask // Kitty Sunoo ❀(♡ if you squint)

More To Be Added?!

[seokmattchuus]

X1 Reaction to you being whiny while asking for hugs and kisses

A/n: Aight, this one was cute as fuck so maybe I’m gonna be in my X1 feels for the next like, week 💀 Pls send more X1 fluff 🥺💙

- Requested -

Seungwoo: *Tries to see hold out but it doesn’t take long before he’s giggling and giving into you.*

"How are you so cute?” He smiled as he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. “My little baby.”

Seungyoun: *Turns into a smiling mess because god dammit who said you could be that cute.*

“You know I can’t help myself when you act cute like that.” He smiled. “It’s not fair.”

Wooseok: *Tries to act cool but really finds it painfully adorable and can’t say no whenever you do it.*

“I’m not doing it ‘cause you asked.” He stated while he wrapped his arms around you. “I’m doing it because I want to.”

Yohan: *Probably does the same to you and it’s one giant stand off until one of you give in.*

“Okay, but like,” He pouted as he gave you grabby hands. “Why don’t you give me a kiss?”

Hangyeol: *Likes it a little too much. Probably says no a couple times just to watch you whine some more.*

“Gimme a minute,” He said, trying to fight off the smile that threatened to show. “I’m almost done.”

Junho: *Gives in sometimes, other times he’s too shy to do anything. Especially if you do it out of no where.*

“Babe~” He whined playfully as a smile made its way onto his face. “You can’t just come at me like this.”

Dongpyo: *Makes him really shy because he’s normally the one that does it. Doesn’t hate it though.*

“Babe, please,” He smiled as he hid his face before looking back up at you. “Why do you do this?”

Minhee: *Gives in every single time because it’s just the most adorable thing ever to him.*

“You’re such a baby.” He laughed as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “But you’re my baby.”

Eunsang: *Loves it. A lot. Especially in front of the members because he thinks it’s that much cuter.*

“C’mere.” He smiled as you wrapped your arms around him. “You always wanna be like this, huh?”

Hyeongjun: *Playfully does it back before realizing what you’re asking for and keeps it up to play it off.*

“What~” He whined as he wiggled his shoulders. “Admit I’m cuter and I’ll give you a kiss.”

Dohyun: *Makes him extremely flustered because he’s not used to someone being cute around him.*

“So that’s why people tell me to act cute.” He laughed as you added puppy dog eyes. “C’mon. Come here.”

[thirsty-x1]

Sunrise | Lee Hangyul

Request:

uhm so the bio says open so here goes my pitch✨ babysitter hangyul taking care of toddler dohyon for one night and you caught him teaching dohyon how to dance and just you guys taking care of dohyon and getting him to sleep in cute pajamas uwu

↬ Pairing: Hangyul x gn!reader.

↬ Genre: Fluff.

↬ Warnings: none, but toddler!Dohyon is adorable.

↬ Word Count: 1.6k

↬ Song Recommendation: “Sunrise” by GOT7 (Jaebeom solo)

Your heartbeat got quicker when you received Hangyul’s message, the screen illuminating and allowing you to read “I have a surprise for you.” Uncertainty filled you, not knowing what to expect since the outcome to those words was always different: sometimes, it included a mess he had made while practicing his newest hobby, others a nice dinner, and once Hangyul completely naked on the couch, all three of them leading to you having to clean something up. The sound of the keys in your fingers broke the silence as you opened the door, hoping that you didn’t need to any chores, your eyes opening wide at the scene developing in front of you.

Music loud, the broad back of your boyfriend covering the TV as he copied the moves displaying in the screen at a slower pace so that the tiny person beside him tried to catch up. A smile started to spread on your face before you could even close the door, both of them turning to you when you squealed, Dohyon running to your arms and asking to be picked up incessantly.

“My favorite boy is back~” You pressed your cheek against his, ignoring the slight sweat on his skin and proceeding to give him a soft kiss while holding him close, and he didn’t quite complain, his gaze fixed on Hangyul.

“He has been torturing me!” The accusative tone in his voice added to his small finger pointing at your boyfriend tightened up your chest, trying to hold back your laugh while asking why he said that. “Hyung doesn’t want to feed me.”

At Dohyon’s slight pout, the other came up to defend himself. “I said that I would cook you something if you danced with me to a few songs!”

This always happened whenever Hangyul had to babysit Dohyon: the toddler wanted to eat, the other wanted to make exercise, and you always found yourself in front of two kids fighting thanks to both having the same mental age. With a small sigh, you put down Dohyon, changing the video that was playing to another one with a way more simpler choreography than the one your boyfriend had chosen and with the kind of music that the little one seemed to enjoy. Turning around with a big grin, they seemed to have the same idea as you, getting up and dancing without paying much attention to the moves and simply laughing at each other, Dohyon’s high pitched giggles filling the room when Hangyul nearly fell.

Since it was still pretty early to have dinner, you tried to come up with different plans to keep Dohyon distracted, and that’s how you ended up having a karaoke competition. It was cute whenever the younger would mess up a few words, although his diction was extremely good considering he was so little and just by sharing a look with Hangyul you knew what he was thinking: pure talent. Both of you had talked about it multiple times too. Dohyon seemed to have a deep fondness for music and that always showed in the seriousness in his face whenever he listened to songs and how he paid attention whenever Seungyoun would teach him how to handle any machinery to compose songs. It was certainly adorable when he excitedly brought his notebook filled with wavering letters for you to give him feedback, and not even once you were disappointed by it, the huge smile on his face always making you feel warm.

As the last song faded, you could hear not one but two stomachs grumbling and giving the perfect ending to the performance, making you laugh out loud as you got up.

“I guess you’re hungry?” Both of them nodded at your question. “Then I’ll start cooking.”

Dohyon placed his small hands on your knees and jumped a few times. “Can I help? I like cooking…”

“What a liar, you just want to taste everything before it is ready.” Hangyul exposed him cruelly, sticking out his tongue when Dohyon rolled his eyes and went back to looking at you pleadingly.

Sometimes it felt like the only adult in the house was you, and it wasn’t very far from reality. As you went with Dohyon to the bathroom and washed your hands together, Hangyul started cleaning up the living room and clearing a bit of space in the kitchen, setting up a chair near the counter so that Dohyon could reach the table and help out.

You opened the fridge, scanning what your boyfriend had in there without focusing on the vegetables thanks to the smaller’s disgusted look when he saw them. Finally, you settled up for something simple (not like the few products were going to allow you to make something more elaborated): omelet and some bits of steak. You cracked the eggs and added the seasoning, letting Dohyon mix everything together to later pass it back to you so you would prepare and give the final form to it while Hangyul was in charge of cooking the meat.

In just a few minutes, everything was ready, the toddler hurrying to settle the table, his tiny hands carrying everything that was necessary and sitting up to wait for you to serve everything. The way his eyes shined as you placed the plate in front of him made you smile, and seeing him stuff his cheeks with the food while making the most delighted expression had Hangyul feeling proud.

Sharing these kind of moments made you think about the future, your mind wandering as you saw your boyfriend leaning across the table to clean the corner of Dohyon’s lips. Your eyes were fixed on him, your heart beating a bit fast at the thought of how it would be to form a family with him and seeing him as a father, but when his stare met yours it quickly pulled you out of your thoughts. It wasn’t the first time he caught you looking at him like that, and the jokes that followed those moments would chase you indefinitely, but this time he said nothing. Instead, he simply raised an eyebrow, pointing out at Dohyon with his chin and then wiggling his eyebrows again. Whatever he was trying to say with that gesture, it was impossible to understand, so you simply ignored it and continued with your meal.

As soon as everyone finished, Hangyul stood up to wash the dishes while telling you to go and change Dohyon into his green pajamas with a “D” sewed on the chest. His eyes looked tired, yawning a few times and stretching, whining a bit when his hyung entered the room with a loud cheer.

“How about we watch a movie, hm?” Your proposal was accepted without much resistance.

You sat on the bed, making space so that Dohyon would be comfortable in your lap while Hangyul hugged you from behind, the three of you sitting in a vertical line right in front of the TV. Your boyfriend had picked the movie, but it wasn’t long until you felt the weight of Dohyon’s head on your arm, his eyes closed and his breathing steady, and somehow his tiredness washed over you as well.

It was only the soft, distant noise of the actors speaking what filled the room now, although Hangyul wasn’t paying attention to them at all. Instead, he was looking at you, the way you slept placidly refuging in his arms, and the way that Dohyon was curled up against you too, his arms being wide enough to hold you both close to his body. He wasn’t prone to show it, but you were his biggest weakness and strength at the same time, especially when it came to moments like these. Taking care of Dohyon was more of an usual thing now rather than an occasional favor for his parents, he was even excited waiting for their call. Sure, he really liked the feeling of having a younger sibling, but he also liked seeing the way you took care of the kid, the small interactions between you two, and you were oblivious to it but he had the exact same thoughts that you did during dinner.

His body focused on the warmth that yours irradiated, the way your hand held his tightly even while being unconscious while the other was wrapped around Dohyon. There was something about the scenario that made him feel warm, his fingers tracing silly figures on your arm and then softly pocking one of the child’s chubby cheeks. He wasn’t tired, not really, and anyway it was much more entertaining to see how you two slept so profoundly. It was hard for him to express what he felt when he had you like that, but it was close to saying he felt safe and also trusted, slightly honored at the fact that you were so vulnerable with him.

Your scent surrounded him, his eyes fluttering shut for a second and at the other, he could feel the warm rays of sunshine on his skin, his eyes suddenly intoxicated with the way the light danced on you and Dohyon. He was quick to cover both of you, protecting your eyes from the intrusive sun that threatened to disturb your peacefulness, but the low snores indicated that wasn’t happening any time soon. Hangyul let out a light giggle at that, careful to not wake you up, and instead rested his head against the pillows behind him, finally letting the tiredness wash him over now that he made sure you two were safe.

He knew that whatever happened was fine as long as you were with him.

This made me a bit soft because I love domestic interactions :(:((( I hope it’s good;;; not writing in such a long time has been hard so I feel like I’m a little bit stiff lol

~Nani

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[8:19am] Running down the stairs with your coat under your arm, you wiped the toothpaste that was left on the corner of your mouth.

"(Y/n)! Come on were going to be late!"

"I'm coming!" Even if Hangyul was your adored best friend, he had a tendency of being impatient. Needless to say, it was during those hurried mornings that it became the most obvious. Making your way into your kitchen, you quickly grabbed a banana and an apple before shoving them down your back pack. That would have to do for your lunch.

"Oh my god my great grandmother is faster than you and she's de-" As the black haired boy was walking into the kitchen, you were running to get out, resulting into the both of you bupping heads. Feeling the pain pulsate through your skull, you hissed, bringing your hand to your forhead. Your eyes closed, you felt another pair of hands add themselves to your head.

"Are you okay?" Hangyul stared at you, his eyes full of worry. This wasn't the first time he had looked at you that way. It usually happened when you were hurt or sad. You almost didn't notice your own heart beating faster.

"You idiot!" You pushed him off. "Do your eyes not work or something?" He only scoffed. Any sign of worry that was previously on his face had been replaced by annoyance.

"Well you were the one running." Glaring at each other, it wasn't long before you noticed the green plant floating above your heads. A mistletoe.

"Is that a..." The boy before you trailed off. The inside of your stomach felt as if it was being flipped around. Hangyul only saw you as his stupid best friend. Never would he want to kiss you... Right?

Your eyes widdened as they met Hangyul's, a giggle almost escaping your mouth when you noticed his ears turning red. His pupils shifted towards your lips for what seemed like a fraction of a second.

"Not so much of a loudmouth now, huh?" Falling out of his trance, he scoffed yet again before pulling you towards him, catching you off guard.

"Oh shut up." He then leaned towards your face, connecting both of your mouth together.

*unedited

[x1protector]

adventures of gyul

Authors Note: super sorry this took so long, college is hard; i love gyul so much so i hope i satisfied your request anon!! -g

r e q u e s t: “helloooo may i request a little au with hangyul :D it could be anything, kite lover gyul, gyul the explorer, etc hehe thank you in advanced~”

p a i r i n g: hangyul x reader

g e n r e: tooth rotting fluff; boyfriend!au;

w a r n i n g s: this is corny, none

w o r d  c o u n t: 1.7k

s u m m a r y: Your boyfriend wakes you up one morning with the promise of adventure. What sort of adventure does he have in store for you?

Hangyul wakes you up one morning rather annoyingly, roughly shaking you out of your comfortable slumber. It’s not often that he wakes you up like this, usually he would stay in bed with you until you’re both awake even when he’s woken up first. You squint at the interruption, hands instinctively coming up to cover your eyes as you stay put in the warm bed. It’s too early to be awake judging by hand on the clock so you close your eyes, trying to go back to sleep, knowing that he won’t let that happen. Hangyul smiles and shakes you once again as you groan, tossing your hands up at your persistent boyfriend.

“Alright! I’m up!” You sit up on the bed, glaring back at him with as much vitriol as you can muster at dawn. Which is not much. 

Hangyul grins at your cute expression, pinching your cheek. “Get up, you little bed bug, I have the day off and I want to make the most of my time with you.”

“Bed bugs are supposed to stay in bed,” you whined, your eyes just won’t stay open long enough. You contemplated on flopping back into bed but your loving boyfriend is already one step ahead, grabbing your waist and physically dragging you out despite your protests. 

By the time you re-emerge from the bathroom, the smell of breakfast hangs heavy in the air. You follow the scent towards the kitchen and spot Hangyul by the stove, humming a tune as he flips the pancake and making small noises of triumph every time he lands one in the pan. Slowly, you wrap your arms around his waist, looking over his shoulder as he cooks. The scent of the delicious pancakes is almost overwhelmed with the scent of comfort Hangyul provides. You can feel him giggling, back vibrating as he turns his head to look at you, his tongue poking through when he smiles. It was a nice morning, and you fought the urge to smother him in kisses and instead settled for a soft kiss to his cheek.

It’s a nice, regular morning for you two, but for some reason you can feel the mischievousness radiating off of him the whole time. Taking a peek in his direction, you spot Hangyul with this knowing smile on his face. Even as you two engage in small talk through breakfast you know that he is most certainly up to something.

“Alright, spill it.” 

He looks up from the dish he’s cleaning, voice dripping with feigned innocence when he responds, “Spill what?”

You roll your eyes and nudge at him, “You’re a terrible liar, I know you’re up to something. So spill.”

He grins sheepishly as if embarrassed that he was found out so quickly. “We’re going on an adventure today, I’ve already planned everything out. Just make sure to wear something you don’t mind getting dirty and some good walking shoes, alright?”

You sigh and smile at the boy, leaving him to finish cleaning up so you can change. It’s not exactly often the two of you get to have a day together, what with your busy schedules and all. More often than not your “date nights” were the two of you getting home at the same time. An adventure, he said. You change into athletic clothes because you don’t totally trust that this little excursion wouldn’t turn into a workout of some kind. 

This is Hangyul we’re talking about.

Sunscreen is a must, and so are bandages and maybe a small umbrella since you never know what might happen. Hangyul was in sweats and a long sleeve shirt, a cap sitting on his head. Even in such mundane clothes, he still manages to look ridiculously handsome. How did you get so lucky?

You reach a hand out to take his hat, playfully stealing it away and placing it backwards on your own head. Hangyul makes no effort to take it back from you, instead grins and goes about his routine while you still shove things in your bag. Occasionally he chimes in, telling you that no, you probably won’t need that or yes, that would be nice to have. 

The two of you curl up on the bus ride to a place “just outside of the city” as Gyul would put it. You open up a book you brought along for the ride, leaning against your boyfriend as you read. The warmth of his arm as he wraps it around your waist lured you into sleep again, and given in to the comfort you ended up sleeping on the ride. 

In an hour or two--you lose track of time--both of you hop off onto a small bus stop. It looks eerie, but Hangyul seems pretty confident in leading the way, so you took his hand as he guides you off to a rather secluded path until the two of you find yourselves in the middle of a large field. 

“We’re here to look for frogs!” 

You love this man, but you wonder what goes through his head sometimes. 

But he looks so excited about the prospect of catching frogs that you oblige him, searching high and low. You’re glad you grabbed a pair of beater sneakers this morning so you didn’t worry too much about the mud messing anything up, but it’s getting deep and you worry they might get into your socks soon. 

While Hangyul stares off into space, trying to tune his ears to listen for the frogs, you root through some bushes on the side. The two of you spend a few hours in the field, and by the afternoon, you’re both covered in mud and sweat but smiling and laughing so hard your cheeks hurt the entire time. You love all his little antics, including all the times he nearly knocked you into the mud just so he could wrap you up in his arms and plant kisses on your cheeks without you running away.

You don’t know how long you stayed after a quick break for snacks, but long enough that you can hear a loud grumble interrupting your frog search, and the two of you realize just how hungry you are. You’re just about to suggest that the two of you head back to grab some food but then Hangyul starts rifling through his bag. 

He pulls out a large picnic blanket and two small lunch boxes he had apparently packed the previous night. Seems he really did think of everything. The two of you sat on the dryer ground on the blanket, eating slightly soggy sandwiches (“I forgot lettuce has water in it”) under the open sky. It was peaceful, watching the clouds pass by, giving each of the weird-looking clouds a name of your friend. 

“That one’s Seungyoun.”

“Hangyul, please, apologize to the cloud.”

“Fine, that one looks like a frog holding a kite,” he chuckles, pointing up to one of the fluffy white clouds floating in the air. 

You giggle, pointing to another one, “This one looks like a lion with a crown on its head.”

“Mine’s better.”

“Nuh-uh.”

The two of you laugh at your childish antics, leaning on each other for a moment. You rest your head on his shoulder, and allow your eyes to close. The wind curls around the two of you as you rest, playing gently with the ends of your hair. The whole world seems to stop around you to allow this moment to settle deep into your bones. 

Hangyul wraps his arm around your waist, giving you small kisses on your forehead and smiling lovingly into your hair. He rests his head in the crook of your shoulder and you lean back into his chest. His warmth was comforting, seeping into your muscles and relaxing your body against his. 

You’re more than happy to be here with your boyfriend, simply allowing the world to move around you. Words aren’t needed between the two of you anymore, being near each other was more than enough to know how the other was feeling. Your schedules may be hectic and have few moments to spare, but at the end of the day, you love each other. It’s a soft warmth that colors everything you do, even when he wakes you up far too early in the morning. 

The two of you stay like that for a moment longer, committing this moment to memory. You close your eyes, memorizing the feeling of being held in his arms, even though you doubt you could forget such a feeling. 

“Ribbit.”

And just like that, the spell is broken as your boyfriend ribbits into your neck. You giggle, feeling this arms tighten around your midsection as he does it a few more times.

You feel him speak into your neck, “There’s a frog in your throat.”

Hangyul is… a little weird.

You split from him, reluctantly pulling away from his warmth. Unfortunately, this picnic won’t pack itself up no matter how much you wish it to. As the two of you packs in comfortable silence, you were thankful for moments like these, a moment of calm amongst the storm of your daily lives. It was easy to find your ground here, to reorient yourself before pushing back into the winds once more. 

The bus driver gave the two of you a look as you boarded, tracking mud into the interior and almost onto the seats. You smile sheepishly, lowering your head in an advanced apology as you take your seats. Hangyul slides in next to you, resting his arm on the back of your seat and watching you as you dig through your bag, a sort of softness crossing over his features. 

“Hey.”

You look up from where you’re hunched over, smiling up at him. 

“You know I love you right?”

You straighten, and lean forward, placing a small peck to his lips. 

“I know, and I love you too.”

He chuckles, making a face of disgust, “Gross.”

The two of you giggle, resting your foreheads together once more in the fading light. In a moment the spell will be broken, and in a day the stresses of the world will come back to barrage you from all sides. But for right now? Right now the only word to describe this feeling would be happiness. 

[jiminies-ahmee]

💌 hangyul [16:02] 

“hey, you know... you’re not as bad as people think you are.” your eyes are focused on your fingers entwined tightly with badboy!hangyul’s. 

he smirks, “better be quiet about that. i’ve got a reputation to uphold.” squeezing your hand before bringing it to his lips and pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. 

[teddybear-yn]

[14:22]

As you finish getting groceries with Hangyul, you notice he seems to always want to carry them all by himself. Going so far as to race you to the trunk just to grab them all.

You decided you had enough of that and tugged on one of the plastic bags on his left hand. Surprised by your action, he pulls the bag away from your grasp, you still didn’t let go.

“Baby, it’s fine, I can carry these by myself.” He smiles, trying to get you to let go. But then, a lightbulb lit above your head on how to cleverly persuade the stubborn boy.

Putting your plan into action, you gaze at him with doe puppy dog eyes, lips pouting just a little bit,

“I know that babe, but I wanted to hold your hand.” You knew Hangyul could never resist that face.

After a few seconds of him broken processing, you tug on the plastic bag again, this time, he does let go, frantically and wildly trying to cover the scarlet hue that peppered his cheeks.

With the bag in one hand and Hangyul’s hand in the other, you chuckle at the boy’s cute reaction, a triumphant smile on your face.

“Nice to see I have that kind of effect on you.” You giggle as he can’t even look you in the eye. After hearing you though, finally, he stops hiding his face and tightens his grip on your hand, gazing at you longingly,

“Baby, you don’t even know.”

[suhlut]

Heartbreak Cafe 4.0 ✩ Hangyul x Reader

Pairing: Lee Hangyul x Reader

Genre: Angst + Fluff

Song Recommendation: Grace by Lewis Capaldi, Dinner by Suho feat. Jane Jang & Me After You by Paul Kim

Heartbreak Cafe Masterlist

A month had passed since the incident with Hangyul, and honestly a part of you thought it would be the last time you’d see him, but you couldn’t have been more wrong as ever since, he had been showing up to your work to take you home whenever you had a late shift or if you had an early shift, he’d make sure to take you to the cafe then head off to his agency. When you asked why he was doing all of this, his response was, “I’m making it right.” The words really hit your heart and you’ve been grateful for his presence, because since you left your hometown, you had no one to talk to except from your customers or cat so having someone to talk to especially when it’s a familiar face felt really good.

It had been a long shift for you which meant that you were in charge of cleaning up the cafe, making sure that all the newspapers were thrown out in preparation for the updated ones tomorrow, then of course closing up. You took note of the time which read: 10:40pm which meant you had twenty minutes to get everything done, you knew it was possible and all you could think about is the warmth of your bed that was waiting for you at home. You grabbed the broom and began cleaning up the staff room, a few moments had passed when you heard the bell which signalled that someone had came in, “We’re closed!” You called out, before walking out to be greeted by the back of a man, you instantly recognised him as Hangyul, “H-hangyul?” You spoke softly then he turned to face you, a smile appearing brightly on his face as you took your appearance in, your cheeks flushed as you knew you didn’t look your best but he looked perfect, his hair was slicked back under a beanie and he was wearing his practice clothes yet he looked so effortlessly good.

“I’m here to walk you home.” He took a few steps towards you, causing you to walk backwards until you hit a wall, you felt your ears start to burn along with your cheeks as you looked up into his eyes. “I’m n-nearly done.” You whispered softly, tilting your head, “Did you want something?” “No, no, just finish up. I’ll wait outside if you want?” You nodded quickly, gulping as he took a step back from you before exiting the cafe.

It took you around another five minutes to clean the rest of the floor and make sure that everything was turned off for the night before you made your way to join the cold boy outside, you looked up at him with a smile before holding up a cup of hot chocolate, “Even if you don’t drink it, it’s good to keep your hands warm, isn’t it?” He chuckled in response, taking the cup in his hand before rubbing your hair, “Make sure you’re wrapped up,” You giggled knowing that it was routine for him to say this whenever he picked you up from work, you zipped up the rest of your coat then followed him, making your way to the apartment you called home.

The route there was filled with laughter and inside jokes, Hangyul sharing his thoughts on the recent drama episode that you both decided to watch together, then you tried to get some details about his debut album but he refused to tell you anything in hopes to keep the excitement. “You’ll have to come to our showcase, I always feel at my best when you’re around.” You felt your heart race at his words and tried to push it away but your cheeks began to flush, hoping he didn’t notice as you slapped your cheeks a few times, before breathing out and shuddering, “It’s cold, don’t you think?” He looked over at you, smiling before taking your hand and holding it in his pocket to keep you warm.

It wasn’t long until you both reached your door step, you felt your chest tighten as you bit your lip, you really didn’t want the night to end especially this moment with him, “D-do you want to come in?” You glanced up at him with a hopeful look, a soft smile on your face as you tried to hide your flushed cheeks. He bit his own lip, looking at you before leaning against the wall by your door, “I.. don’t think that’s a good idea.” He spoke, his thought process was that he didn’t want to keep you from going to bed when you had an early start, which he did too and he didn’t want to rush things. He felt in his heart that he needed to treat you better and show the better version of himself instead of the jerk he was all those years ago, he watched as your smile slowly faded into that one that you often use whenever you’re disappointed but are afraid to show it.

You nodded slowly, biting your lip looking down at the ground in front of you, you wondered if you had done something wrong but you shook the thought away and figured that maybe he just didn’t feel the same. A part of you wanted to kiss him and the other part of you just wanted to get out of this situation, you chose the latter as you turned your back opening up your door, “I understand..” You smiled softly up at him, “Let me know when you get home safely, I’ll see you whenever.” You said quickly before going inside and shutting the door behind you.

Hangyul stared at your door for a moment, closing his eyes tightly thinking over his actions wondering if he did the right thing, he really thought that it was best to deny your invitation for your sake but he didn’t take into consideration the fact that you did ask, he sighed before knocking the door, “Y/N? Open up, I forgot something.” You flinched at the sound of his voice from the other side of the door, your back pressed against it before slowly turning and opening it up a little, looking up at him.

Hangyul looked into your eyes instantly, pushing open the door before holding onto your hips, bringing you closer to him as he leaned in and attached his lips to yours, the kiss soon became passionate as you pulled him inside, he moved you against the door deepening the kiss some more before pulling away, his forehead placed against yours, “I’ll stay with you.” He breathed heavily against your lips, you nodded in response, “Please do.”

A/N: its been awhile since i wrote heartbreak cafe but this came to me and i really wanted to act on it before i lost the inspiration to do so. but i hope y’all like this & let me know what you think by leaving a comment or like.

[hwallout]

[09:13pm]

"Hangyul I agreed to you dying my hair, but right now I'm suspicious of you not doing that" you sighed, feeling the man pinching and twisting a piece of your hair. Hangyul's deep chuckle resonated from behind.

"Relax; I'm a professional" he emphasized 'professional' with a certain tone you've never heard before. The male leaned forward, face popping up from the left side as he eyed you curiously, "After all, doesn't it feel nice?"

Not paying attention to your oncoming complaints, Hangyul stepped around the chair, heading towards the table to grab a comb. You used the given chance to glance at the other, laughing upon seeing his own dye slicked hair. It was the same color as yours, a certain shade the two of you agreed would suit both.

"What's so funny?" Hangyul asked. There was a slight jump in his voice, caused by the never-ending amusement he felt. You were wrapped up in a light blue blanket, resembling a burrito, while your hair stuck up much like Goku’s. The male couldn’t not laugh at the hilarious yet adorable sight.

“You” was the reply he got. In your eyes, Hangyul looked ridiculous as well. His hair was quite literally glued to his head in one smooth layer, and the boy reminded you of an egg.

“Seems rich coming from someone who looks like they’ve been hit by electricity” He bit back, taking one of the gloves off. Instead of grasping the black comb, Hangyul grabbed his phone and pointed its camera towards you. It all happened so fast that you couldn’t react properly before the male snapped a picture. 

Due to his immediate laughter, you supposed it was something he’s going to frame.

“I’m so sending this to Yohan” Upon hearing Hangyul mention your crush’s name, you were up quick and chasing after him. Truthfully, Hangyul tried running away through numerous doorways of your apartment. Somehow, it just didn’t work out. The sight of a blue traffic cone running behind him became too much for the male, sending Hangyul on his knees and into a laughing fit.

“You’re not going to send that to him!” Trying to look angry, you stomped carefully onto the strong thigh of the other. His laugh was contagious and it took your everything not to give in and laugh with him. “You can’t and I know you won’t!!”

Surprisingly, Hangyul grabbed your leg in mid-air, making you stumble a bit, trying to regain balance. He watched your taken aback expression for a quick moment, before speaking.

“You’re right, maybe I actually want to cherish this moment and keep it for myself only”

[candyshua]

Linger {Lee Hangyul x Kim Yohan x Reader} Chapter 1

Navigating high school was expected to be difficult, but it was even more challenging without Mom there to guide you…

After the death of your mother, you move into your aunt’s tiny apartment amid the streets of Seoul. With your father working hard in the military, there was no way he could take care of you. Never in your seventeen years of living would you have expected to meet someone quite like the two boys you met. Their names were Kim Yohan and Lee Hangyul, and those names would soon become ingrained in your brain forever.

All you had wanted to do was survive…You wanted to get through the last year of high school without much trouble.

Yet, that was a faraway fantasy. No matter how much you wanted your past to go away, it would follow you wherever you went.

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Warnings: Death, mentions of murder, PTSD, slight bullying

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 2205

“I’m going to vomit.” You bluntly stated. Your aunt merely stared at you with empty eyes. You looked up at her with anxiety.

“Sure you are, sweetie.” She responded, flipping through her magazine. 

“No, Aunt Minkyung, I’m really going to fucking vomit.” You murmured, and then you rushed to the bathroom and basically hurled your guts out. You heard Aunt Minkyung release a sigh of exhaustion, and then she walked over to you and stroked your back. You puked for about another thirty seconds, until there was nothing else to regurgitate. 

After cleaning yourself up, you trod down the seemingly endless flight of stairs from your aunt’s apartment and then walked to school. You didn’t miss the way Aunt Minkyung looked at you--with pitiful eyes. 

You were supposed to take the bus, but you were very early today, so you’d have to wait for the bus to arrive. And, since you know yourself quite well, you would somehow find your way back to Aunt Minkyung’s, and there would be no convincing you to go to school.

You appreciated the beauty of Seoul while walking through the streets. You grew up in a small town just outside of Busan, so Seoul was something new and exciting to you. The only time you would go to Seoul was to visit your Aunt Minkyung, and now you were living with her.

You pushed away from the thoughts of the past, not wanting to dwell on something so horrid on your first day of school. You had the opportunity to create a new beginning, nobody in this huge city knew you. You would be fine…

Finally, the large building you were looking for was in your sight. Kids of various ages poured in and out of the building. The moment you walked past the gates, you felt your throat start to close up. Your ears started to ring, and it felt like everybody stopped their conversations and just stopped to stare at you.

You swore you could hear somebody call you a murderer, when in reality nobody paid any attention to you. Not one person even glanced at you.

You felt your hands clam up as you went through the breathing exercises Dr. Yoon taught you. You felt an eerie sense of serenity wash over you, and then you forced yourself to walk into your new school.

After getting everything situated with the front office, you were directed to your new classroom. 

You were in Class Four, which apparently was a “wild bunch” (at least according to the secretary). All the other words she spoke to you faded into the background, 

You finally found the classroom which was already filled with an abundance of students in it. You took a deep breath and almost opened the door, until that little voice in your head that you had grown to hate spoke up.

Run away and never come back.

You closed your eyes tightly and went through more of the breathing exercises you were taught by Dr. Yoon.

Just go, nobody will ever know.

Inhale once. Count to five. Exhale once. Count to ten.

Before you could make up your mind, a boy with black hair and big brown eyes opened the door, looking at you cluelessly.

“Hello?” He greeted questioningly. You opened your eyes and stared at him straight in the eye. And then you smiled.

“Hi.” You grinned, and then you walked past the confused boy and into the classroom. This time, people did actually stare at you. You continued grinning.

“Ah! Are you Y/L/N Y/N?” The teacher asked you. You nodded and then bowed. Your teacher, Mr. Kang, brought you to the front of the room and asked you to introduce yourself. All you did was nod while falsely smiling. 

“Hi,” You began, “I’m Y/L/N Y/N.” 

The class stared at you, waiting for you to continue. You inhaled a sharp breath, not really knowing what to say.

“I’m from Busan.” You said, not wanting to tell the whole truth. If you told them the exact small town you were from, people could find out what you were in a heartbeat. 

Before anybody could ask you any questions, you sat next to some random boy in the back of the class, with dyed light brown hair. 

You tried to ignore the bubble of anxiety in your stomach, but it was there and quite prominent at any given moment. Even after the excitement of having a new student died down, you still felt that indestructible pit of terror.

Soon, your first lesson of the day ended, and the boy you sat next to soon started to talk to you.

“Hi.” He said with a smile. You waved silently with an awkward grin. “I’m Lee Hangyul!”

“I’m Y/L/N Y/N.” You responded, not knowing where this odd endeavor was going to go. Out of sheer instinct, you turned around when he was about to talk to you again, not wanting to engage in any conversation.

You were exhausted, to say the least. You had slept for two hours, and you just weren’t properly functioning. So, when Hangyul tapped your shoulder, you practically jumped out of your skin from the sudden contact.

When you turned to face him, his expression was nothing short of humorous. He looked very entertained, to say the least.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…” He admitted, biting his lip to prevent himself from giggling.

“You can laugh, it’s okay.” You sighed. Hangyul then obliged, letting out a soft chuckle. Before you could turn around again, Hangyul’s friend came over to the two of you.

“Hey, Y/N, right? I’m Yohan.” He greeted, and you shot him a genuine smile. His angelic-like features almost left you speechless. He was tall, slim yet muscular, and quite handsome. You were drawn in from the get-go. You recognized him as the boy you saw before you entered the classroom. 

“Hi, Yohan.” You said, not knowing how to continue the conversation. Much to your luck, Yohan was quite the conversationalist. So, he pulled up a seat next to you and the two of you began talking, along with Hangyul. You learned a lot about the two boys, and by the end of the day, it was safe to say that you were interested in Yohan. His kind and gentle aura reeled you in.

Hangyul seemed a little bit odd, but in a friendly kind of way. Since it was the beginning of the school year, you hadn’t missed much. The two boys offered to help you with schoolwork, which made you feel much more comfortable and less anxious. 

Overall, it was a rather docile day. You didn’t want to dwell on it, even if your mind kept running back to Yohan and his cute smile. It was a weird feeling, being in the first stage of having a crush. You didn’t know him well enough to say that you genuinely liked him, but you interested enough to want to know more. 

The second day of school came sooner than you anticipated. That day, you talked to a boy named Song Hyeongjun, who was a quiet kid in your class. You found yourself enjoying his company. Suddenly, you felt comfortable. You lay on your bed in your aunt’s apartment, recollecting the moments of your day. You didn’t want to jump the gun, but you felt that you could grow accustomed to this school, and the people.

You hoped to God you weren’t wrong.

-

Time meshed into one big timeline of getting to know Yohan and Hangyul, realizing that you definitely had a crush on Yohan, and trying to get by academically. A month had already passed, making you feel dizzy due to the speed that it crept up on you.

One day while in class, you couldn’t help but overhear some of the popular girls from your class talking about you. They whispered insulting and degrading words, and although you tried your best, you just couldn’t shake them off. You went over the breathing exercises Dr. Yoon taught you, but they just weren’t enough.

Nothing was enough--you weren’t enough. You would never be enough, according to those girls, according to Yohan, and especially according to you. You left the classroom out of the blue, already piquing the class’s interest. 

You ran to the girl’s bathroom, refusing to go in since you heard some chatter. All you could do was stand there and go over some fucking breathing exercises, since that was all you knew. Just breathe, goddammit. 

Is that all you’ll ever amount to? Some mentally crippled girl who can’t handle a few mean kids talking shit about her? The tears began to fall. 

A few years ago--wait, no--even just a year ago, you would stand up for yourself and tell those girls to shut their mouths. But now? After everything that happened, you found yourself broken. 

You remembered the words of the townsfolk from your old home, the malicious words that led you to believe you were a murderer. 

It felt as if your entire world was shattered. You thought you would never get past this trauma, no matter how much therapy you would undertake. You were destined to be nothing.

Interrupting your internal chaos, Yohan came rushing to you with concern etched onto his features. 

“Y/N...Are you okay?” He asked, worry laced into his voice. You sniffled a bit and forced your tears to halt.

“Yeah, Yohan, I’m fine. Thanks for asking.” You weakly whispered, your entire body burning with embarrassment. God, why did he have to be so damn nice? 

“You can tell me anything, you know,” Yohan began, “even if it’s hard to say. I’m good at listening.” 

Your eyes bore into his doe-like ones, and you couldn’t help but admire his beauty amid the dim light of the school hallways. The building itself was new, but it didn’t have modern architecture. It was a charming little place, and Kim Yohan made it even more charming.

“Thank you.” You whispered, swallowing the lump in your throat. Even if you thought he’d leave you the moment he found out the truth, his words were comforting for the time being. So, you let yourself be comforted. 

You let yourself fall.

-

That night, you arrived home at your aunt’s quaint apartment. The moment you walked in, Minkyung pointed to an envelope on the coffee table.

“For you. It’s from your father.”

That made you shiver. You never looked forward to your father’s emotionless and lacking letters, but you read them because you had to. He was your father and your only parent. You opened the white envelope with shaky hands. The moment you saw how long the letter was, you decided to look around the room to get your mind off of it. The apartment had beige walls and an eating kitchen. There was a bedroom at the end of the tiny hallway, along with a bathroom to the right and your room. Random tacky paintings were scattered on the wall, and a television that Aunt Minkyung adored sat on a stand along with some DVDs and random wires. A window was directly left to the TV, which let in a cool breeze. 

No matter how much you tried to distract yourself from the letter, it was to no avail. Your apprehensive eyes scanned the paper.

Y/N,

How are you? Sorry I haven’t been sending many letters lately, I’ve had so much work lately. Anyway, I’ll cut right to the chase--I sent you your mother’s necklace. I thought you deserved to have it more than me…

Your eyes darted to the shining object. You were seldom surprised, since you thought you had seen it all. Yet, you couldn’t help but soak in the utter shock you felt. You hadn’t noticed its glimmering presence on the coffee table, but now it was all you could see. Aunt Minkyung’s dainty apartment soon faded into the background. Your eyes were glued to the necklace, and you soon felt tears start to well.

Your mother always had this necklace on, it was even on her when she died.

Suddenly, you felt the world close in on you. This was it. It was all too real.

Your mother was actually dead. You had come to this epiphany while staring at the diamond necklace. Whenever you imagined that necklace, it was always around your mother’s neck. Now, it was in your hand, and you couldn’t help but tremble slightly. 

It suddenly felt cold. You put the necklace around your neck and tossed the letter, not having the heart to read the rest. You didn’t want to hear about your father’s problems or about how much he loved you. All you wanted to do was bundle yourself up in a couple of blankets and feel warm.

You wondered if your mother was cold. Was death cold? You sure had hoped not. You hoped your mother was in a warm, warm place far away from the depths of the cruel Earth. You hoped your mother found peace. 

You fell asleep on the couch that night. The blankets and the dreams about your mother kept you quite warm.

[deobitchxx]

[ 16:40 // 11.10.19 // FLUFF ] “Eonnie, when will oppa comes back?” The soft voice of the toddlers were ringing in your ears, automatically waking you up from the thoughts that kept your mind messy recently. You turned to face those adorable orphans, corners of lips forcing a bright smile to reassure them, “He will come again soon.” One of them crawled to your lap and snuggled with you, as if he officially owned and deserved all of your attention than the others. “But it has been a week since hyung last came! I miss him a lot..” The boy’s nose all scrunched up and eyebrows met each other, arms crossed all over his chest as if he pretended to be sulky over the young man’s absence for almost a week.

“Well, who misses me?” A familiar manly voice was heard clearly as the eyes of all the toddlers brightened up once they saw the young man they’ve missed a lot. “Oppa/Hyung!” Loud steps were flashed to his place, surrounding him with the toddlers that were angry over him for not visiting them. “Okay okay, I’m sorry. I’ll give each of you candy alright?” The young man was busy handing out candies as you stood up and approached him, waiting for him to finish his ‘make up session’ because disturbing his time with the kids was the last thing you wanted to do. Maybe your perfume was too strong, or maybe he missed your perfume as well— His head automatically responded to your presence nearby him, looking up and stood next to you. “Welcome back, Hangyul.” His lips formed a sweet smile, the only smile that matters in this world.

[ddaehyeon]

— love should be mundane: bae173's love gestures

not requested! ✧ ot9; bae173 masterlist (to be updated!)

♡ jeon minwook

a soft touch of your hair as he quietly runs his fingers through your hair

♡ lee hangyul

a questionable joke uttered in an attempt to brighten up your day

♡ jung gun

a morning stroll in the neighborhood, the two of you going to the nearest cafe to grab some coffee

♡ kim hyunwoo

a tight hug in the morning, not wanting to let go of you even when it's getting late

♡ park junseo

a morning text message, reminding you to eat your breakfast and take care

♡ ryu youngseo

a playlist which contains songs he thought you'd like, one of the songs is a recorded song cover from him

♡ na gyumin

a sticky note stuck on your favorite drink which is something he usually leaves by your study table

♡ noh minjae

a messy love letter with obvious erasures as he was unsure what are the right words to use

♡ nam dohyon

a snack shared to you regardless of how it is his favorite

[seokmattchuus]

X1 Reaction to you being shy when you first get together

A/n: It took me so long to post because it makes me sad 😭 Still not sure about the other X1 requests I have but this one was too cute not to post :(

- Requested -

Seungwoo: *Gets shy himself but eventually starts teasing you about it because he finds it really adorable.*

“You’re blushing again.” He smiled before chuckling as you hid your face, his hands pulling at your own. “It’s cute.”

Seungyoun: *Likes to do cheesy things just so he can see you smile. Stops you from hiding your face.*

“Nuh-uh.” He smiled, holding your hand in his so he could watch your smile grow. “I like seeing you like this.”

Wooseok: *Tries to lighten the situation with humor because he doesn’t know how else to respond.*

“It’s understandable.” He nodded in fake cockiness. “I wouldn’t be able to control myself around me, either.”

Yohan: *Always tries to get you to be more comfortable around him even if it doesn’t work.*

“Babe~” He tried, swaying your hand that was in his. “C’mon~~” He tried again, laughing when you kept refusing.

Hangyeol: *Finds it adorable and can’t help but tease you about it because you get more shy.*

“I can’t help it.” He chuckled, poking your cheek as he leaned in. “You’re just too cute.”

Junho: *Doesn’t know what to do about it but doesn’t want to push you too much.* 

“How am I supposed to act if you keep hiding your face like that?” He smiled awkwardly. “I’m just as bad at this.”

Dongpyo: *Can’t help it either because you’re both stuck in the lovey-dovey phase.*

“Stop looking at me like that.” He shyly smiled at you, noticing you had the same expression. “You’re not helping.”

Minhee: *Doesn’t understand why you’re so worked up over him and thinks it should be the other way around.*

“I’m not even that cute.” He smiled as he tried to lighten the mood. “You’re cuter.”

Eunsang: *Can’t help but laugh only because he’s not so sure how to act either.*

“But I’m not even doing anything!” He laughed, watching as you smiled awkwardly. “You’re a mess.”

Hyeongjun: *Just a shy as you are and doesn’t even try to hide it. Especially if you start showing it first.*

“I can’t help it!” He defended, his hands coming up to hide his own face. “Seeing you shy makes me shy.”

Dohyun: *Thinks it’s cute but he has no idea how to express it. Gets awkward about it.*

“Why do you hide so much?” He asked softly, a small smile pulling at his lips. “I’m just holding your hand.”

[thirsty-x1]

Future Love | Lee Hangyul

Request:

hi, can i request a single dad! hangyul (*cough* featuring kid!dohyon) oneshot where he falls for the reader, who’s dohyon’s kindergarten teacher? looking for something generally fluffy but i’m also not opposed to smut in this 👀

↬ Pairing: Hangyul x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Fluff, slightly suggestive (?).

↬ Warnings: none.

↬ Word Count: 2.9k

↬ Song Recommendation: “Future Love” by Katie.

↬ A/N: Honestly the whole karaoke part was added by me because the second I listened to Katie’s song that scenario came to mind and I wanted to fit it some-fucking-where and this was cute enough.

The bar was crowded, a few bottles sitting on the table as the rest of the guys around it cheered for the person that was currently on the stage, singing their heart out while trying to dance according to the rhythm, obviously too drunk for it. The atmosphere was lively, the laughs and screams filling it but all Hangyul could do was stare down to his phone, fingers quick to type a reply each time a new message came in.

“Yah, could you leave that? Spend some time with us, dude.” Yohan was pretty out of it, pouting slightly as he tried to steal the phone away.

“I will in a bit, I’m just trying to make sure Seungyoun doesn’t fuck up… don’t really trust him being a babysitter.”

Wooseok let out a small sigh. “I wanted to stay with Dohyon but Seungyoun insisted that we both needed a break.”

Seungwoo laughed at his tone, moving the cup on his hand and watching the liquid swirl. “We all needed to spend some time together. Besides, Dohyon loves him, I’m sure everything will be alright.”

Right as the older finished saying that, another message flashed on the screen:

Seungyoun-ssi:

2:15 a.m.: Just wondering, but would mixing chocolate with ramen really hurt Dohyon?

The headache was making way on Hangyul as he typed back (“Didn’t you say that he was asleep? And don’t do that.”), anxiety starting to form at the pit of his stomach while Yohan read over his shoulder, laughing out loud before trying to tell the others what he had just seen.

Seungyoun-ssi:

2:17 a.m.: I said “just wondering”, of course he is asleep

2:17 a.m.: I think he just woke up from you being so annoying

2:18 a.m.: Now I have to make him sleep again

2:18 a.m.: Go and have some fun while I’m here being the best uncle in the world

As if on cue, Seungwoo took the mobile phone, tapping on the screen a few times before putting it on his pocket, it being the sign that he wasn’t going to give it back anytime soon. Hangyul sighed, hoping his kid made it through the night and swallowed what was left on the cup before focusing on the new contestant that was on the stage now.

The song was slow, not matching with the whole bar at all, the chattering almost drowning the music, but it wasn’t enough for him to not hear the voice that started singing. The words sounded slightly slurred, probably due to the intake of alcohol, and somehow it made the feelings to be transmitted better, the nostalgia tingling on his sides.

Lyrics that matched his feelings with a steady beat along with a sad voice… that was all he needed to get his mind out of whatever Seungyoun was doing, his undivided attention going towards the girl that swayed on the stage. Something about her overall vibe made him smile to himself, the rest of the boys coming to a halt as soon as they saw his expression, and Hangyul just knew he fucked up.

“Go talk to her!” Yohan’s voice was starting to become annoying and if it wasn’t for the little self-control he had, plus the fact that he could beat his ass, he would have already snapped.

“The song literally talks about wanting something new. Go, both of you need it.”

Hangyul scoffed at Wooseok’s comment. “You need something new.”

Seeing where everything was going to, Seungwoo stopped the rest, his hands slamming the table delicately. “Just go and talk to her, what’s the worst that could happen?”

The younger shook his head, frustration making his way. They wouldn’t completely understand, being a single parent wasn’t easy and his schedule didn’t really leave any time to maintain some kind of relationship, and having an one night stand didn’t feel correct anymore. Explaining all that seemed too much, especially with the alcohol setting down in his system, so he simply excused himself as he got out, ignoring Wooseok’s warning about the cold air might make him feel worse.

He inhaled, letting the breeze fill his lungs before throwing his head back, his mind going empty as he stared at the stars above. A smile spread on his face as he remembered the way Dohyon’s eyes resembled them, usually whenever he listened to music or saw him cooking his favorite meal, making grabby hands whenever he felt cranky and wanted to be lifted up, or his squeaky giggles whenever he put him above his shoulders so that he could reach the cookie jar. There wasn’t a single moment he regretted, his son really being worth it, but there was no use in denying that he felt lonely at times and there was nothing that could fill that place, not even the kid’s chubby cheeks.

“So you are alone too, huh?” The voice made him turn around quickly, his face burning up as he saw the same girl that was singing inside before in front of him. “The night is so lovely, though~”

“Ah, yes.” If possible, he would have slapped himself right at that moment.

“You know what I hate the most? That people pity us for being alone. Is it really that bad?” Hangyul eyes opened wide at the sudden conversation topic, but she continued. “There is a reason for us to be like this, why do they try to set me up with random people? It makes me feel worse…”

“I know, right? I have the same problem. My friends behave as if they knew what’s best for me, almost feel like I’m a baby in their eyes.” His whole anger was leaving his body as he complained, the alcohol making its work.

“Yes! Exactly! It makes me mad but also somehow guilty! I have other priorities in life and I’m not always thinking about getting laid.” He nodded, snorting at the last bit of information. “I mean, it wouldn’t be terrible if it happened, but it’s not at the top of my list, y’know? What’s at the top of your list?”

Doubt filled him, not knowing if mentioning it now was the best thing, but since the situation didn’t seem to be leading anywhere not innocent, he was honest. “My kid. He’s five, and honestly lights up my days like no one else does.”

“Oh, married or single, or something else?” He couldn’t help but to chuckle, surprised at her boldness.

“Let’s leave it at single. What about you? What’s your number one priority?”

The girl seemed to be in deep thought, or otherwise fallen asleep. “My career. Well, my students. I get a kind of satisfaction that is pretty different from any other kind… makes me happy, really happy.”

Hangyul raised his eyebrows, not expecting her to be a teacher since she looked rather young, or at least around his age. “But the loneliness still lingers, doesn’t it?” When her head turned abruptly, he felt a slight pinch on his stomach, regretting adding that last part.

It wasn’t what he expected: the way that her eyes suddenly dropped to the ground, a sad smile on her face as she nodded before suddenly cheering up, changing the topic while making it obvious that she was trying to avoid deepening in the previous subject. Honestly, he didn’t want to either, feeling already pretty exposed and simply followed her, laughing at her random jokes and smiling to himself whenever she did the same with his.

Time seemed to flow effortlessly between them, the air not feeling cold anymore, maybe due to the blush that covered his cheeks. It had been a long time since he felt that comfortable talking to someone, talking to a complete stranger, but the warmth that she radiated made him feel at ease, his barriers breaking down as she let him see more of herself. He tried to memorize her face, the way her hands moved when she talked, her exaggerated expressions as she related a story… probably was the alcohol that made her be so open, or maybe that was how she really was, he couldn’t tell, but he found it incredibly charming.

“Whoa, your life is indeed pretty interesting…”

He giggled for the twentieth time. “Is it?”

“Yeah! Would make a really good movie.”

A smile spread on his face again, being the first time that someone reacted that way instead of saying something like “I’m sorry you had to go through that” or otherwise feel some kind of sorrow towards him. He turned around to reply to her, about to ask about her life before he met with her lips pressed against his, confusion swirling in his insides before he returned the kiss, his trembling hand resting on the nape of her neck as he pulled her closer, the taste of soju on the tip of his tongue. Her hands tangled on his hair, playing with it as she bit on his bottom lip, sighing when he pressed his body against hers. Hangyul wanted to blame the alcohol for what was happening, but her mouth was more intoxicating that any other liquor he had ever tasted, making him fall and give in to her taste, the control slipping past his fingers without him caring one bit about it.

“Yah, we have to get going, Seungwoo ended up throwing up– oh.” It was the annoying voice again.

“What is taking you so much? Oh.” The second annoying voice joined. “See? I told you, both of you needed it.”

After some unnecessary debate on whether they were right or not, Hangyul finally made it home, only to find Seungyoun laying on the floor of the living room with Dohyon on top of him, three cups of ramen empty on the table as well as some chocolate wrappings. Better not to ask or he would beat someone’s ass again, so he carefully picked up the small kid, shushing him to sleep as he took him to bed, coming back and slightly kicking Seungyoun as he got back, throwing the trash away.

“Ouch, what– ah, you are back.”

“Told you to not give him that.”

“He hated it, isn’t that good? Now he won’t want to try it again. You’re welcome.”

Can’t argue with his logic, or more like didn’t want to do it. He still thanked the older for taking care of Dohyon, gulping down a glass of water as he let him stay in exchange for the help, heading for the shower despite the tiredness washing over his body, trying to sober up and erase the memories. Right after he finished, he laid down on his bed, staring at the ceiling while wondering about what her name was, eyes closing with the doubt wandering on his mind.

“Get up, sleepy head, time to go.”

Dohyon complained but sat up anyway, his hair sticking up in every direction as his tiny hand scratched his belly. Hangyul laughed, grabbing the brush and quickly controlling the chaos, holding the outfit that Seungyoun chose (because Dohyon liked more “uncle’s style” rather than his) and chuckling as the child nodded approvingly.

Half an hour later, they were ready, Dohyon still eating the last bits of food on the car as Hangyul drove towards the kindergarten. First day of school and everything seemed to be perfect, pride filling his chest. Little moments like this were the ones that made him feel satisfied with himself, the smile on the small kid being all he wanted. He parked the car, got out and held out his hand until he felt the tiny one hold it back, walking towards the entrance and scanning the place.

“Are you excited for your first day?” He was actually trying to sense if he was nervous, but seeing Dohyon’s expression, he was so happy about it.

“Yes… I hope I get to make friends.” His eyes opened wide as he looked up to him. “Maybe someone else likes music? Or ramen with chocolate?”

Hangyul could feel his eye twitch. “Ramen with chocolate?”

“Ah, right, uncle said to keep it a secret from you…” He proceeded to shrug his shoulders as he walked confidently to the entrance, eyes smiling at who he thought was his teacher while Hangyul made a mental note of maybe killing Seungyoun.

He kneeled, fixing Dohyon’s clothes before kissing his forehead and wishing him a good day, standing up and bowing to the teacher, freezing on the spot when he saw the same girl from a few weeks ago standing in front of him. Her eyes reflected the same panic that his, suddenly turning his stare to the small kid without paying one bit of attention to the tall one as she grabbed Dohyon’s hand and waved the other one, the child imitating her and saying goodbye to his dad as he disappeared behind the doors.

The whole rest of the day was spent with him trying to plan what to say when he went to pick up Dohyon. Should he pick him up? Maybe he could call Seungwoo and ask him to do so, although Wooseok would definitely complain about why he never trusted him with his kid, the reason being because he would never stop bothering him with how good he is with children if he did. Seungyoun was out of the discussion, and maybe since it was Dohyon’s first day the best was if he went to pick him up… he was driving crazy, until at the end he simply gave up, deciding that maybe he was overthinking it and maybe she didn’t remember the whole thing and was simply acting flustered because she remembered that he listened to her sing while being drunk. Yeah, that must have been it, for sure.

Time passed slow, his brain melting as he waited for the clock to hit the closure hour, jumping out of the car as he saw some kids getting out. He waited at the entrance, eyes scanning the place in hopes of finding her, his heart beating a little bit faster as he saw Dohyon being carried in her arms, feeling a bit jealous of the way she was staring at him with loving eyes while pinching his cheeks. As soon as he saw Hangyul, he let Dohyon on the ground, hurrying him to grab his coat and stepping in front of him, fists closed tight as she looked to have mustered all her courage.

“Hello.”

His eyebrows shoot up at the simple greeting. “Ah, hi, yes, hello, I-I’m Hangyul, Dohyon’s father.”

“Yes, he talked about you quite a lot.” A cold shiver ran down his spine, hoping that whatever the child said was good. “I’m y/n, Dohyon’s teacher from now on.”

Her hand was extended between them, the slight tremble being too obvious and the shyness in her voice while pretending to be firm made him hide a smile, giving a soft grip to her hand and blushing as she bit his lip trying to hold back her giggle. Her attitude was so different from that one night, but it was still utterly adorable in his eyes.

“Could we exchange numbers? Just in case an emergency happens…” Ridiculous. Absolutely pathetic

“Ah, of course, we were going to ask the parents for them anyway.” Wait, it worked? “But, uh… the rest of the mothers seem to be taking a certain interest in you.”

“Are you jealous about it?” His voice dropped low, gulping when he realized what he had just said.

“Dad, what are you two talking about it? Can we go? I have to complete the activities before it’s time for my third meal.” And at times like these, Hangyul was thankful he had a small bundle of happiness to take him off awkward situations.

“Yes, it’s better if we go, you’re right.”

He walked with Dohyon to the entrance, telling him to go to the car as he turned around with the slight tapping on his shoulder.

“I might be jealous. A bit.” Her cheeks painted in the loveliest shade of red before skipping back to the building, picking up another of the kids that was crying.

Hangyul shook his head, smiling dumbfoundedly as he got in the car and immediately looking at his son.

“So you talked about me a lot today, huh?”

Dohyon denied it slowly. “I talked about uncle but my teacher kept asking about you.”

He was conflicted about whether he should be happy or sad, but decided to ignore that as his phone vibrated with a new message.

Unknown:

18:14 p.m.: Dohyon-ie already had his third meal.

18:14 p.m.: By the way, he kept asking if I tried ramen and chocolate?

Was this real enough?

Hangyul:

18:16 p.m.: Maybe I can help you find out what he means one of these days?

He pressed his forehead against the steering wheel, ignoring for a while Dohyon complaints as he waited for a reply, his heart beating faster as the minutes went by.

Y/N (Future Love):

18:21 p.m.: Sounds like a good plan.

Whether he did a little celebration in the car was a secret between him and Dohyon, and maybe every single person that walked right in front of it.

“So, I need you to tell me about the recipe that uncle invented.”

Yes, it ends abruptly and yes, I didn’t intend for it to be this long but still loved how it turned out. What a good daddy.

~Nani

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Warning : smut!!

[1:41am] You and Hangyul were very close friends. In fact, so close that the both of you had started exchanging sexual favours here and there, no feelings attached. You loved being able to screw your hot friend without the complications of a relationship. 

Right now, you were down on your knees, slowly pumping his hardening length. Hangyul groaned, his head thrown back in pleasure. Slightly increasing your speed, you swept your thumb on his tip, spreading his precum on his shaft. His chest heaved at the new sudden feeling. Without giving him a warning you took his tip in your mouth. 

''Fuck...'' He sighed, his hand finding its way to your hair. Sucking slowly all the way to his base, you started bobbing your head on his dick. You kept a steady pace, until you hummed around his cock, sending vibrations of bliss through his body. It drove him crazy.  

''Shit, shit, don't stop.'' Swirling your tongue on his member, you glanced up to his figure. His eyes were closed, contrary to his mouth, where hisses and groans occasionally escaped his lips. As you took him deeper, you felt his grip on your hair tighten, his hand suddenly taking control over your rhythm. Your nose now hitting his belly, tears started to appear in your eyes Still, you continued your movements, knowing he was close to his release. 

 ''Ah-'' Feeling his cock twitch in between your lips, you sucked harder.  It wasn't long before sinful moans filled the room as hot cum spurred down your throat. You swallowed against him, riding out his orgasm. Slowing your flow, he fell back on his bed. His ejaculation had clearly worn him out.

 ''I never get over how you do that. I certainly owe you one after this.'' Hangyul said, looking at you through hooded eyes. You giggled, sending him a playful wink.

 ''No worries. That's what friends are for, right?''