#haruto fluff

[femdomlieeh]

Jealous

Younger!Haruto (Treasure) ✧ Older!Reader

WC—2 k

THEMES—makeup artist x idol au ✧ younger!idol x older!reader ✧ jealousy ✧ fluffy

WARNING—cute shit ✧ jealous!Haruto ✧ tiny bit of angst ✧ pet names (miss, 누나, boyfriend)

NOW PLAYING—Never Felt So Alone ✧ Labrinth

A/N. 누나 (nuna) = older sister

M.LISTS—treasure ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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"That tickles a bit," Jihoon giggled a little as you patted his neck with a soft cushion. "Sorry, Jihoonie. I'm finished soon," you smiled at his smile, patting a bit faster. "Nooo it's OK. I like it," he winked. You laughed, Jihoon was not shy. Unbeknownst to you, on a chair beside Jihoon, sat an even taller blonde guy staring at the whole interaction with red eyes. Haruto, your boyfriend — who you would otherwise notice in a crowd — was sitting on Jihoon's left which meant your back was turned to the poor boy. Since YG had a dating ban, he couldn't say anything he wanted in this situation, like 'look at me instead' or '누나, stop laughing with that stupid guy, please' or 'pay attention to me' or 'can we switch makeup artists so I can be with my girlfriend?' because everyone knew that if he so much as hugged you or held your hand in front of other staff members they would betray the company for some money from dirty, disgusting Dispatch. All Haruto could do was sit and huff, hoping you would for no logical reason just turn around and see him and stop doing Jihoon's makeup to compliment his hair.

Done with Jihoon, you went to one of the tables with drinks to take a sip or your iced americano, thirsty af. While drinking you noticed Doyoung (who was also finished with his makeup) had smudged his lip tint when he drank from a chocolate milk packet without a straw and, naturally, you went up to him to repaint his lips as a makeup artist should do. Haruto was staring at you on the mirror as you focused on Doyoung's lips and lightly dapped them with your finger. It looked so intimate to him; your finger tips touching his lips. He knew it was part of your job and that to you this was a mundane action like cleaning your EarPods/headphones or scrolling through TikTok or doing laundry — but it still hurt a bit.

"Looks perfect now! No chocolate milk until after the VLive, OK Doyoungie?" you said, arms crossed jokingly, knowing the boy liked snacking. 'Doyoungie' pouted jokingly — and totally unnecessarily — as he nodded "Yes, 누나, don't worry." You laughed. Haruto was pouting now but unlike Doyoung it was not in a joking way. He wishes you were paying this much attention to him instead of his members. He knew it was your job to make sure everyone looked good but in this specific instance it still hurt his feelings. He had just coloured his hair blonde, which was a huge shift for him as he'd never had to colour his hair so dramatically for a comeback, and he didn't like it and needed all your reassurance. His hair stuck out like a sore thumb so how didn't you even notice him? How come you noticed such a small detail on Doyoung's makeup? Why were you even looking at his lips so attentively? Why didn't you notice Haruto who'd been only two meters away from you for the past half hour?

His makeup artist gave him a thumbs up, signalling she was finished with his makeup which meant he just had to wait until Hyunsuk's awful hairstylist was finished and then Treasure could finally start their VLive. Haruto sat down by one of the large tables with everyone's drinks, again only a few meters away from you, and moved a few blonde strands to look a bit awkward on purpose, hoping your hawk eye would notice so you'd come to correct his hair. But no! You were busy with complimenting Asahi on the pretty ring he got to wear for the VLive, so another stylist came to fix Haruto's hair, combing it a bit and moving some hair strands away from his eyes, in a way that would've felt romantic had it been you who did it instead — oh, how he wishes you were touching his hair instead and looking into his eyes.

During the VLive, the boys were celebrating their comeback and playing fun games to entertain the viewers. Some of the staff were monitoring the comments to see what games were popular or boring among the fans so they know what to plan for future VLives. You were in the styling room, the boys were in the room that had been decorated and prepared for the VLive, watching the live and laughing at Asahi's robot infamous dance that people kept asking him to do no matter how old it was and Junkyu's fun energy and Yoshi's lobster hat he had to wear as a punishment for losing a game. Out of curiousity, you looked at the comments, happy to see many positive comments drowning out the few bad ones — however, you noticed something a bit odd.

Junqt: 'Woahhh haruto is so cometitive!!!'

raffaello96: 'Haruto is teasing Doyoung so much lmao'

HwanJungle: 'Haruto looks so cute mad haha'

Ye_shihohoho: 'Jihoon and Haruto must've had an argument b4 the live lmaoooo'

JeongwooSayang<3: 'thank you Ruto for brining back asahi's robot dance ekgknrb'

What? You had noticed your boyfriend was a very active participant in this VLive, talking more than usual and joking around, coming up with the idea to play 야자 time so he could talk to his older members informally (especially Jihoon, Doyoung and Asahi for some weird reason), teasing Doyoung before Doyoung makes the first move to tease him, even pushing Jihoon lightly so he wouldn't win a point for his team. You hadn't thought too much of it until you saw the comments.

After the VLive the boys were exhausted, their social batteries lowered, smiles and laughs all spent to entertain the fans. Now they were all ready to have something to eat or take a nap (if you were Hyunsuk).

"Ahhh finally I can have my chocolate milk!" Doyoung exhaled, gulping down everything in one go, to which Haruto rolled his eyes.

You waved to him. He walked up to you, ruffling his hair a bit, hoping you'll fix it finally, "Did you see today's VLive, Miss?"

"Yeah, you acted a bit strange in the VLive today... Are you OK?"

"Strange? By that you mean my team won all games thanks to me. I did a good job, right Miss?"

"Of course, you did a really good job," you patted his arm, not sure if he was open to hugging in front of his members.

"Thanks, Miss," he smiled a bit, looking at the floor, making it very obvious you should look at his hair.

You giggled, grabbing his chin to make him look at you, "You don't need to keep calling me Miss you know? Only the members are here."

"You don't like it?"

"I mean, it's not bad but it's not good either. Feels a bit distant," you shrugged.

"Sorry, I just did it out of habit." That was a lie. He only ever referred to you as 'Miss' sometimes when managers or other staff, especially from outside companies, were present in meetings, after performances, interviews or at variety shows but after VLives he'd only ever call you 누나 since the styling room was only filled with his member and they knew about the relationship already.

"Are you hungry, Haruto?"

"Hm. A little."

"You feel like eating kimchi stew?"

He nodded.

"Ruto, are you coming?" Jaehyuk asked, holding the door open.

"No, sorry I'll see you guys later."

"OK, bye," everyone waved, leaving you two alone in the room.

"You never answered my question," you held his arm and dragged him to sit down with you on one of the empty sofas.

"What do you mean?" he looked down at his shoes.

"Are you OK?"

"Mhm," he avoided your eyes, finding it hard showing himself vulnerable in this way.

You sat closer to him and held his cheeks, turning him to look at you, "Something tells me my boyfriend isn't telling me the truth.

His cheeks and ears were turning red. Such a small touch meant so much to him right now, especially when you combed your fingers through his hair, making sure no hair strands were blocking your eye contact — oh and combine that with proudly calling him your boyfriend and now he's a strawberry. He felt his breathing changing, stopping for a moment before going faster.

"This is the first time you looked at me today, 누나," he pouted a bit.

"Oh... I'm sorry, Boyfriend, I didn't realise," you felt awful.

"I sat right beside Jihoon during makeup time, you know?" he made his pout bigger.

You were shocked, having been so focused on doing his makeup that you didn't even realise Haruto was right behind you.

"And then you noticed Doyoung's lips and complimented Asahi and stuff and I just got a bit jealous. It felt like I wasn't even your boyfriend but more like someone looking at your life from the outside."

You held his hand in yours, playing with it and squeezing gently. "I'm so sorry but it's also my job to do their makeup and when we're with other staff it's not safe for me to act like your girlfriend."

"I know and that's not the frustrating part, it's just you paid sooo much attention to them and none to me and I just felt ignored. Sometimes I just wish I could go up to you and ask for a hug or do anything a normal couple would," he still pouted, looking you in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, Boyfriend," you pecked his nose. That made him smile!

"I wish I could hold your hand and tell you encouraging words or give you a good luck kiss before every performance but I can't. Just know that I'm silently cheering for you and sending you lots of love." You pulled him into a hug and he kept his face in your neck, taking in your scent and warmth and closing his eyes, so comfortable.

His voice was muffled by your neck, "I understand that but 누나, please, pay attention to me more. Even in front of the stylists. I don't mean a kiss or hug— Even if it's just something as simple as fixing my clothes or makeup or hair. Anything. Please?"

"I will, Boyfriend," you placed a small kiss on the top of his head, he smiled.

"Also... Can you like not act so cutesy to the guys? That hurt a bit," he hid his face in your neck, a bit embarrassed to admit he's jealous.

You giggled, "Awww was my little boyfriend jealous?"

You loved calling him little since he was so tall and it made him blush.

"Mhm," he pouted, blushing now.

You cupped his cheek, "I understand," you gave him a small kiss on his nose, "I didn't notice I was being cute but I'll definitely give you a bit more attention instead."

He nodded cutely and kissed your lips quickly.

"Can we stay here for a little longer?"

"Of course," you kissed his forehead.

It was a little uncomfortable to keep hugging in this sitting position so you got up and sat on his lap, wrapping him in your arms, his face in your chest now. "You look so cute in blonde hair," you kissed the top of his head.

He smiled against your skin, "Thank you, 누나."

You stroked his back with one hand and petted his hair with the other, Haruto blushed, happy you couldn't see his strawberry cheeks. Right now you didn't even need to speak, just enjoying each other's touch and breathing. It wasn't awkward. Silence is very comfortable sometimes, especially with your introvert boyfriend. He placed his head on the left side of your chest, listening to your heartbeat. You smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too. So much."

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❝ And I think, "What if we weren't ridin' and dyin' together?"

The whole world would fall apart

And I never felt so alone, felt so alone, na-na (never felt so alone, woo! Alone) ❞

—timothy lee mckenzie; 2023

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Studio

Pairing: Haruto x gn. reader

Genre: Fluff

Content Warnings: Soft make-out

Word Count: ~0.9k words

Mellow speaks: I really really really enjoy writing for Haruto and this one was no exception ahhh. Hope the nonnie who had wanted this likes it!!

Tagging: @sweethyuka @yogurteume @ivyvesisi

This wasn't what you had in mind when you had stepped into the YG building after having decided to pay your boyfriend a late-night visit. The comeback had been a huge success, but that doesn't mean the boys weren't already pushing themselves for the next time they'd hit the stage. And so, being the ever-so-nice partner that you are, you were quick to pounce on the opportunity of surprising him with cuddles and kisses.

But you hadn't expected your kisses to turn into this, your arms thrown around Haruto's shoulders and his own wrapped firmly around your waist. All you had wanted was to cuddle him and rest your head on his chest while he worked, maybe eventually fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and have him smile that cute smile of his as he carried you over to the couch. But instead, things had soon spiraled into how they were now, and you weren't complaining.

The second he had laid his eyes on you, Haruto could feel his heart clench, the sight of that shy smile on your face making him feel warm and fuzzy all over. And when you had made your way over to him, happily taking your place in his lap while hugging him, he felt his heart squeeze just a little tighter, swelling with the love he felt for you.

Maybe it was how adorable you looked, wearing his hoodie that was at least a few sizes too big on you, or maybe it was the fact that you had shown up just when he was starting to miss you too much. Either way, he knew at that moment that he wouldn't be able to focus on work any longer, the urge to hold you close to him sending all the deadlines flying out of his mind. And you of course, didn't have any problem with that, happy to finally get some alone time with him.

So that's how you had ended up here, your lips pressed against your boyfriend's as you sigh contentedly into the kiss, your heartbeat becoming one with his. He kisses you back a teensy bit harder, unable to hold back a smile as his hands squeeze your waist, pulling you closer ever-so-slightly. Your hands unlatch themselves from his shoulders, shifting their attention to his locks as his glasses bump against your nose, making you smile too.

It feels, for lack of a better word, nice. Getting to spend time with your boyfriend, his attention solely on you as his lips kiss you almost lazily, the sample songs he's so far only played for you looping on the computer screen. The setup casts a soft glow on the two of you, the otherwise dark room coming alive as his tongue traces the contours of your bottom lip, eliciting a soft hum from you.

This wasn't what you had expected, but this was just what you needed, to feel his love for you in leaps and bounds, and to show him that even if he gets busy with work, you're always going to find him, and make him feel special. To you, his embrace always feels like coming home, and that's what makes you kiss him again just as he's about to go lax.

Haruto of course, responds with equal fervor, his lips fitting against yours like puzzle pieces as you revel in the feeling. It's nothing but pure bliss, every second you spend in his arms making your heart race in ways it never has before. You don't know how long you stay like that, pulling away only when the sting for oxygen returns. And even then, the smiles on your faces remain, the room filled with nothing but love. Young love, of the sweetest kind.

[penny-quinn]

Silly things(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

"wonton-shii, I'm so sad" you cried (fake offcourse) " Huh? Why? Isn't Christmas suppose to be happy?" Haruto asks like the oblivious person he was. " But I'm sad" you hid your face.. oh the feminine urge to be extra dramatic " Tell me why? I can listen" haruto tries to consult you after all he had a soft spot for underneath his hardcore exterior " I bought such a cool Christmas present for my friend but the one who was suppose to bring for me was absent..." You wined childishly throwing tantrum in a passive manner " Well, that's sad I guess. Wanna have some ice cream?" He asked with hesitance. "Umm" you nooded happily and a small smile creeps out on to his lips as well. Such a silly reason to be happy he thinks, as he internally sights. Girls are such handful creatures, uff.

Intertwining your fingers with haru, you walked through the snowy street under the lamps, with a piece of napkin received along with ice-cream, clutched in her other hand. "Eh, it's cold" you wispered as vapours comes out of your lips. " Come here" you wraps his hands around you as your kept inside his jacket. You could sniff his cologne and hear his heartbeat loud and clear. Wrapping your arms around him you lift your head to look at him and tease him by showing your tongue. And his reaction? He hugged you even more, almost suffocating you. "YAA! HARU! I can't breathe" you raged while his laughter fills the empty street. And you? You were red like a cherry; with a jovial face offcourse! Enchanted by ruto's gummy smile.

I know it's late but merry Christmas everyone!

Member of @kpclub and @houseofincantations.

[lyjikyu]

　　　5AM SHENANIGANS WITH YOU。 ★ ハルト

✧.. . grammar & spelling errors! | fluff, haruto x reader, non!idol au, overall just sickenly sweet fluff | word count: 400+ | gn!reader

playing.. .❍ one in a million by jesse gold & stefani kimber

“haruto, its 5 in the morning?” you grogily say, as you rub your eyes due to your vision being a little blurry. haruto woke up a couple of minutes ago, not able to go back to sleep because of his unbearable excitement.

“yeah, and?” he speaks, his morning voice catching you off guard just a little bit. last night haruto's parents were kind enough to let you and haruto have a sleep over but of course you had to sleep in another room. “its the weekend?! shouldn't we be getting more sleep?” you protest—turning your back towards him trying your best to fall back to sleep and ignore the grumpy boy next to you.

“come on y/n, you promised.” haruto shakes you lightly as you groan—a sign of disagreement. which haruto stubbornly ignores and instead proceeds to brainstorm ideas on how to convince you to get out of bed.

it shouldn't be this hard for him, but he was having a bit of a trouble. meanwhile, you furrow your eyebrows—questioning haruto's sudden silence. in all honesty you kind of liked the attention he was giving you earlier, but of course you wouldn't admit that.

thinking that he might be giving you the silent treatment to make you feel a little guilty, you turn your head back slightly to take a peek of what haruto was doing. and to no avail, he was doing his usual stuff which was: spacing out.

“huh, 'wonder what his thinking 'bout.” you ponder as you sit up letting out a sigh which returns the spaced-out boy back to reality. “you know I can't resist you so, lets go and paint your nails.” haruto didn't know what made you change your mind all of a sudden, but he was thankful it did. and he was also very excited.

“now just don-” “thank you" he says cutting the distance between the both of you short so he can hug you tight. he's been so—intriguingly enthusiastic this whole week and it made you really soft inside.

hours later, you're now sitting on the couch at the living room painting haruto's nails—while exchanging conversations about random topics here and there with different songs played in the background from your shared playlist and overall just enjoying your relaxing time together.

“this is nice y/n.”

“should we do this much more often?”

“yeah, I like that. I like being with you.”

“...haruto what did I say about flustering me..”

𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: I was planning on writing a short 100+ word story but of course I had to get carried away <//3.

TREASURE MASTERLIST

[teumeku]

watanabe haruto x reader, fluff.

a confession under the cherry blossoms.

• your eyes wandered over the park as you stood under the trees, one hand clutching a small piece of pink paper and the other holding onto your backpack.

• sighing, you looked down dejectedly- the letter must have been a cruel prank. a twinge of disappointment in yourself followed the initial sadness you felt- why did you believe anyone would like you?

• but still, a part of you wanted to believe that whoever wrote the letter was just running late- you checked your watch- running really late. and so, it was with that thought that you find yourself straying over to a little park bench to sit down and wait.

• as you sat down, your fingers unfolded the piece of paper, gently smoothing out the little creases and you read, for what felt like the fiftieth time, a letter too sweet to be true.

• “dear (reader), you look beautiful today. i think- i haven’t seen you yet but you look beautiful everyday anyway. i’ve told you that all the other times i’ve written to you, haven’t i? i hope it doesn’t get old, or that you think i’m lying because i say it so much. but i’m not lying, i promise- you always look beautiful. i think you and i would go well together- like the spring and the cherry blossoms. i hope i don’t sound creepy saying this, i don’t mean to scare you. you don’t know who i am, i think. or maybe you’ve already figured it out. but if you want to know, please come to the park by the school. if you don’t want to know, that’s okay too. i’ll stop writing letters if it annoys you, just tell me- or, i guess you can’t tell me if you don’t know me. maybe i should have thought of that before writing this... i still don’t know how to end this letter, even after i’ve written so many to you. but i hope this isn’t creepy and i think you’re really pretty and maybe i’ll get to tell you that today. - hopefully still your secret admirer, h

• you couldn’t help smiling down at the letter in spite of your disappointment. and as if it could sense your feelings, a little cherry blossom fluttered down from the tree into your lap.

• another 5 minutes had passed and you huffed, annoyance now replacing the sadness. you folded the letter up again and placed it on the park bench, laying the cherry blossom on top of it. but as you got up to leave, you heard a yell- “wait! wait!”

• you turned around hesitantly- a boy was running down the path towards you, panting slightly. you couldn’t make out who it was until he came closer, and closer.

• watanabe haruto- your best friend- came running up to you, clutching a carton of strawberry milk in his hands. he was panting slightly as he stopped before you, wearing a nervous smile.

• “i-i’m sorry. i made you wait so long- i just, i wanted to get you something and i couldn’t think of what to get and then, i remember you once said that you really liked strawberry milk that one time we did the project together and i went to the vending machines around school after class ended and all of them were sold out of strawberry milk and i was already running late but i couldn’t just show up late and empty handed so i, uh, i went to the store and i thought it’d be quick but there was line and i only just got out...” his voice trailed off as he looked at you nervously, rocking on the balls of his feet.

• you stared at him, a little disoriented from how fast he was talking and he seemed to take your silence as rejection. his smile faded a little, “i’m sorry... i really didn’t mean to be late and i guess you weren’t expecting me, were you? i-i get it, but-”

• you cut him off with a small mumble, “i like you too...” and he stopped in his tracks, blinking confusedly, “w-what?”

• “i said i like you too...” you looked at him to watch as a small smile appeared on his face. “r-really? you do?”

• you nodded shyly and his smile grew but he didn’t say anything, just standing awkwardly. “okay, uhm, i didn’t think you’d like me back so... i didn’t really plan much except to give you this strawberry milk so uhm... do you want it?”

• a soft smile appeared on your face as you stepped forward. he held the carton out for you but you ignored it, instead choosing to wrap your arms around him, hiding your face to conceal your giddy smile and you could only hope that he couldn’t hear your heart beat like crazy.

• you began to think you had scared him when he didn’t move and you were already pulling away, muttering apologies when you felt his arms wrapped around you as well.

• and you felt your heart bloom, just like the cherry blossoms that fluttered over the both of you.

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hihi :D i’m kuku + i’m a new writer for treasure! this is my first piece so please go easy on me (つ﹏<)･ﾟ｡

[archivesofmylove]

daisy {watanabe haruto au}

a/n: fluff, lowercase intended ———— the daisy is the birth flower of april. which symbolizes purity, true love, and innocence. daisies are known as flowers to show your undying love for someone. ———— "and why daisies?" he asked. a slight smile appeared on her face, though she was careful not to let him notice. she had just accidentally told him how daisies made her think of him. leaving both of them flustered, their cheeks and ears flushed pink. "no reason. i just think they're just undeniably pretty, don't you think?" he nodded slowly, stroking her hair while continuing their walk in a field of daisies. flowers—the daisy, to be exact—was her thing. there's something about those dainty, wildflowers that makes her heart get filled up with glee, much like how he makes her feel. they soon found themselves sitting on the hammock at a little place down by the creek, quite far off the daisy field, though some daisies still visible and scattered around them. the sun was just about to say it's regards to the faint clouds as the sky turned into a beautiful golden orange, both of them knew what that meant. the temperature was warm though the cold breeze pierced their skin, making them close the distance between them. the faint scent of daisies still notable, though is quite barely overlapped with the more pronounced scent of grass. she took notice of the slowly setting sun, sighing while taking in the heavenly scenery. then broke the silence, "i have to g-" "you have to go, i know" he interrupted, also taking a deep breath, looking right at her. "ten minutes?" he tried to compromise. "five. my parents will kill me if i get home after dark, you know that, right?" she chuckles slightly, brushing the hair out of his face. "alright, five" he agreed. they sat in silence for a few minutes, watching as the sun starts to kiss the horizon gently. "are you ever gonna tell me the real reason why you love daisies so much?" she looked at him, putting her hand on his left cheek, mesmerized at how indescribably beautiful he is. the way his brown eyes turned golden, reflecting the orange rays of the sun. how his dark hair fell down just under his eyebrows, soft as if they were made out strands of silk. how his prominent facial features just complimented his personality perfectly. "it's because you are a daisy" she had said with a soft voice, stroking his cheek slightly. he took a few seconds to digest what she had just said. "um, i don't know if you forgot, but the last time i checked my name wasn't donald", he said matter-of-factly which made her burst into laughter and leaned her head on his shoulder, him joining in laughing with her. "shut up, watanabe" she playfully hit him. "but seriously though, what does that mean? why am i a daisy?" he sounded genuinely confused. she sighed, "my five minutes are up. are you gonna walk me back or not?" she stood up, pulling him up to stand up with her. "i am", he said while adjusting the denim jacket he was wearing. 

"but you're really not gonna budge, huh?" he poked at her sides. she laughed and stuck out her tongue, letting go of his hand then running off towards the direction to her house. him running behind her trying to catch up as the orange sky slowly turned into a solemn dark blue.

[precioustreasure]

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[hyunsuks-beanie]

Make You Smile

Pairing: Best friend! Haruto x gn. reader

Genre: Comfort fluff; angst; friends-to-lovers trope

Content Warnings: High school au!; Mentions of dating someone elder

Word Count: 1.46k words

Mellow speaks: I'm so soft for this one!!! I loved writing it, and Haruto is an adorable guy to write for sksksksk. I hope everyone enjoys! Also, I've just been so tired since college started that I haven't had time to go through my inbox and messages, but please bear with me. I promise I'll get to them asap!

Tagging: @yogurteume (this one's one's you bestie) @ivyvesisi @sweethyuka @sunshinelixie-lee

You don't see where you're going, your feet moving on their own as they carry you through the hallways of the dormitory. You've walked through these halls so many times that it's second nature to you by now, something that's comeing in handy at the moment, making navigating through the floors easier when tears are blurring your vision.

A minute later finds you in front of the door you were looking for, your fist ready to knock. But just when it's about to make contact with the wood, you hesitate, not keen on letting anyone other than your best friend see you in the state you currently find yourself in. You just stand there a moment longer, mustering up your courage even as your tears continue to fall.

"I need to see him," you tell yourself, finally knocking as you take a deep breath in. Then another, waiting to hear the latch unlock. And when it does, Haruto's face revealing itself to you, his hair ruffled and his cheeks puffed from having had overslept, you all but throw yourself at him.

"Ah," he exclaims, his voice groggy as he takes a step back in surprise. But his arms get wrapped around your smaller form out of habit, your hands grabbing onto the collar of his T-shirt as you cry into his chest. He's been through this way too many times to not know what to do. He knows what you need right now is lots of cuddles and your favorite movie playing in the background, and so, that's what you're going to get.

He pulls you into the room, his hand rubbing your back as he rests his chin atop your head. "What happened?," he asks, his otherwise nonchalant voice laced with concern. But you've never been one to divulge your feelings quickly, choosing to instead shake your head against the fabric of his tee, silently telling him you're not ready yet. Haruto can only sigh in response, pulling away to lead you over to his bed.

Sitting you down, he's quick to take his place next to you, his arm now around your shoulders as he pulls you into himself. "You know you can tell me," he urges again, placing a gentle kiss to your temple. But you still refuse to talk, making him sigh once more as he uses his free hand to search for his laptop.

Continuing to alternate between rubbing your back and kissing your crown, your best friend puts in all his effort into making you smile again, while also trying to stop his heart from breaking a little more with every stray tear that slips past your cheeks. He hates seeing you like this. Hates whenever your usually cheerful demeanor gets lost behind sadness. But at the same time, he can't lie and say that he doesn't feels touched by by fact that you trust him enough to make you smile again.

Because he wants you to always be happy, and even more than that, he wants to be the one who make you happy. He wants to be yours, to kiss you, to love you, to make you feel special. He's had a crush on you since forever, but never had the guts to tell you just how much he cares. And so, he's settled with looking from a distance, making you smile as your best friend and showing you he cares through his actions.

Sniffling a little, you lift your head up from his shoulder to look at him, your bloodshot eyes making his heart clench. The movie is already on Play, the sound of your favorite character a soothing static to the deafening silence of the room. Haruto looks over at you with eyes full of worry, and you can't help but want to cup his cheeks and apologize. Apologize for always dragging him into your mess. You don't want to, you really don't. And still, you always end up doing so anyway, because you know he's the only one who can fix you back up. He's the only one who can mend your heart, since he's the one who owns it.

You're in love with your best friend, wanting to be the one to make him smile. But all you can do is run into his arms whenever life gets hard, thanking the heavens that he's always there. All you can do is ease his worry a little, by telling him what's bothering you in the first place. That's the reason why you say, "I'm ready," your voice barely above a whisper as you bite your lip.

And so the story starts, Haruto's expression turning more incredulous by the second as you tell him about how your roommate tried to set you up with an older guy who's friends with her boyfriend. "He's like....at least seven years elder to me, and when I told her I'm not interested, she called me a 'pretentious saint,' saying that I just pretend to be a goody-two-shoes because I know I'm never going to be good enough for anyone." By now, your face is buried in his chest again, a fresh wave of tears threatening to spill. You feel a hand stroke the back of your head once more, the grip around your body tightening as Haruto tries to suppress his growing anger.

"And that wasn't even all," you whisper a minute later, your voice quivering as your cheeks become wet. "She even called me names and said I don't deserve to be happy." You're crying by now, your form shaking as you think back to all the harsh words you had to hear that day. Haruto, meanwhile, has had enough of your sadness. Pulling away, he is the one who cups your cheeks, lifting your face up.

"That's enough," is all he says, "I don't want to hear another word about the stupid shit she put you through." When you look into his eyes, they're brimming with tears and filled with anger, concern, and something else you can't quite place. You open your mouth to reply, only to get cut off when he lifts his finger up. "Now you listen to me. You're none of the things she called you. You're not pretentious. Instead, you're the most genuine, amazing, and caring person I've ever known. And it's completely okay if you weren't interested in that sleaze of a guy."

You can't help but giggle a little at that, pointing out how he doesn't even know if the guy is a sleaze or not. "That isn't what matters, Y/N," he dismisses you, a smile on his face as well. "What matters is that you know just how beautiful you are as a person. You don't have to be good enough for anyone, because I know for a fact that you're way out of everyone's league. You're smart, you're kind, you're funny, you're understanding, you're pretty, you're everything anyone could ever ask for. And you deserve to be happy. You deserve all the happiness in the world, and that's why I have always been trying to protect that adorable smile of yours. Because it's worth protecting, and because you're worth loving."

When he stops to catch a breather, you still have tears in your eyes, but this time, the smile that plays at your lips tells him that's they're happy ones. And that makes him smile too, his heart fluttering in his chest. "Actually," he begins again, taking a deep breath as he prepares himself to say the rest. He knows it's now or never, and he can't risk letting you walk back to your room without knowing just how worthy of being loved you are. "I'm kinda happy you didn't agree to going on a date with whoever he is. I would have been too sad if you did."

"And why is that?," you ask, your heartbeat erratic with you already having caught on to the answer. "Because I-," he starts, only to cut himself off as he's overcome with shyness, hiding his face behind his big hands. And that's when he hears it for the first time that night. Your laughter that he loves so much as you say, "I see. Well, if it helps.....I like you too."

It takes Haruto a moment to process what he just heard, but when he does, it's like his body moves on its own, his arms engulfing you as his lips find their way to yours. The kiss is sweet with just a hint of saltiness thanks to your tears. The rest of what happens is a story for another time, but just know that when you show up to class the next day, your best friend-turned-boyfriend is there to see you off with a kiss to your cheek.

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Treasure Maknae Line Planning a Surprise Birthday Party for Their S/O

Mellow speaks: I'm a bit free now, so Maknae Line version is here!!! Hope you guys enjoys this!

Tagging: @freckledwinterfalls and @yogurteume

Asahi

HHe'd ppear to be so clueless that you would already resign yourself to the assumption that he indeed doesn't remember your birthday. But rest assured that he does remember, and is planning a surprise for you. Of course, he's a little lost on stuff like this, so he's gonna need some help.

Truth be told, it'll probably be one of the boys who suggests that he throw you a party, maybe Jihoon or Jaehyuk. And they'll also have to be the ones to pester him about what you'll like and what they should include and what they should skip out. But that doesn't mean he's not interested, he's just not the best at such stuff. When he's asked something though, the answer slips past his lips almost immediately, because he does know you well.

And once he does surprise you, he'll definitely give you one of those rare smiles, his heart swelling with pride as he sees the happy tears in your eyes. He really does love you, even if he doesn't show it. And then he'll shyly give your gift, a blush creeping up his cheeks when you hug him.

Yedam

The personification of romance itself, Yedam would be all for surprising you with a party, but at the same time, he wouldn't be able to bring himself to make you sad on your special day by pretending he doesn't remember. So he'll be extra sweet to you, but won't really wish you.

He's going to have everything under control, and will have a role in planning every single thing. From the gifts to the decorations to the food. He needs to be on top of everything, because he needs everything to be perfect for the most perfect person in the world. He might even start fretting over tiny details, and the boys will need to get him to calm down and take a step back.

And when his hard work pays off in the form of your smile, he'll know everything is worth it. He's going to hug you super tight, telling you how much he loves you. And your gift? Don't even get me started on it, because he's totally going to make a song only for you, and sing it in front of everyone.

Doyoung

Personification of romance Pt. 2, he will leave no stone unturned while making sure that you have a party you'll remember forever. He's going to treat you like royalty on your day, but then again, when does he not? And while he makes your day special, the boys have directions to set everything up for the party later.

I just have a feeling he'd want to keep the party Disney-themed, because a person as amazing as you deserves to be treated like a royal, and what better way to showcase his (healthy) chivalry than to dress up and act like a Disney prince? He'll be all for wearing a tux like Prince Charming, ready to sweep you off your feet as if he hasn't done that already. Of course, the boys would be quite opposed to wearing things like that, but oh well.

And he'll show you the time of your life, with your gift being something sweet and thoughtful like a pendant with your photos inside, just for you to see.

Haruto

Now this guy. He'll appear to be rather nonchalant, but he's bubbling and bursting with excitement over how he's going to give you the best surprise ever. He'll be extra giggly and cuddly around you during the follow up to your birthday, but when you ask, he'll just go all cool on you, mumbling about how you're imagining things.

He's be super happy and even more excited as he goes organizing everything, but at the same time, he'll also be pretty nervous about whether or not you'll like the surprise. He's new to dating and stuff after all, so it's not like you can exactly blame him. More than once, he'll almost let the surprise spill up, catching himself at the last moment while Jihoon hits him for almost ruining everything.

Will totally want to slow dance with you during the party, perhaps to a song like "Beautiful Night." Will hide his face in the crook of your neck if you tell him you liked the surprise. Expect matching outfits (most likely hoodies) for the both of you because he wants to show you off.

Jeongwoo

The kind to be super confused about what he should do for your birthday, until he practically has only two days left before the D-Day. It'll be like a Eureka moment for him, a light bulb going off in his head while he just cuddles you while watching a movie. And then he'll give you a super creepy smile, earning a whack because he scared you.

But on a serious note, he'll be panicking because he has very less time left, and he needs to get tons of things done. Will be thanking the heavens he has 11 other guys to fall back on, and will very easily outsource a bunch of tasks to them. But hey, they volunteered to do this the moment they stepped into the practice room, right? So it's not like it's his fault.

Anyway, the party will be decent enough despite the short prep time, and you'll finally get to see that bright smile of his while he sings "Happy Birthday to You" in his heavenly voice. And your gift might seem hastily thrown together, but believe me, it'll be worth it.

Junghwan

This one is also going to be pretty lost, but you can rest assured that the first person he's going to seek out for asking advice will be Jihoon. Actually no, he's not even going to seek the elder out. He'll just be wallowing in his worry and Jihoon will notice, ready to give him a piece of his mind.

He's Treasure's baby, so the boys will go all out on helping him, even though some of them (I'm looking at Hyunsuk and Yoshi) will fake cry about how he's growing up too fast and how they're super proud of him. He might find it quite hard not telling you about the surprise, going stiff whenever you try to coax him into telling what he's planning. Because you know there's no way on earth he'd forget your birthday.

The party will be a low-key affair, but will be super sweet nonetheless, with your photos being used as decorations. And when you hug him after he gives you your gift, he's going to stop functioning altogether, his face going red as he hides his face in the crook of your neck.

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Best Friend

Pairing: Jihoon x gn. reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 0.85k words

Part of the Sound of Love event

Mellow speaks: This one's for my lovely bestie @yogurteume!! I absolutely love BFF, and Ji of course is my bias, so this was too much fun to write! Thank you bb, I hope you enjoy!! PS. BFF isn't yet available on Spotify, so I'm just gonna add the YT video here hehe

Tagging: @freckledwinterfalls

Hey

Woo, woo

Let's go

Splashing water at him, you can't help the giggle that slips past your lips as Jihoon looks up, a dumbfounded expression on his face. You try to run away, your feet carrying you out of the kitchen as you squeal in delight.

But of course he's faster, his arms getting wrapped around your form and sweeping you off your feet as the room resonates with his laughter. "Put me down!," you yelp, but he's never been one to relent, adamant on twirling you around until you get dizzy.

When he finally does place you down, it takes you a moment to get your bearings, your hands gripping onto his arms to maintain your balance. Even after years of having known you, your touch still sends shivers down Jihoon's spine, because this time, it's different.

Looking down at you, he feels a smile tug at his lips, the mere sight of your happiness enough to warm his heart. You catch him staring, heat creeping up your cheeks as you return the smile.

When we're together, I'm stress off

The me who no-one knows

I can show you the best of

Worries, pass it

Keep balling, increase it every day, chemistry

We are tangled like a thread

Every day, play the game

No time to be bored

Spending time wherever we want to go, whatever we do

Milly, milly, rock it dancing happiness (Yeah)

Not a day is dull if you're with Jihoon, because his presence is enough to brighten up anyone's day. You'd know, of course you would, having had been his best friend for as long as you can remember.

He always knows how to keep you on your toes, and given how much of a smooth talker he is, you've long given up on ever being able to say no to him. All he has ever had to do is pout at you with his eyes big, and you'll be willing to do even the most stupid things for him.

You can play with me again

Fill in thе blanks, your day by day (Ayy)

I hope it lasts forever, truth, thе swear

Unbelievable, every day I stand up (Ha)

Fingerprints always looking up at the sky (Ha)

Even if we don’t say it, our chemistry is implicit (Chemistry)

How can you deny this? We're the one, one, one, one

That's the reason he had forced you into confessing to your first crush back in middle school, and has managed to get you to sneak out at night countless times. He's your weakness, and he knows it.

And that's why dating him has been the best decision you've ever made, and why you continue to fall for him just a little more every day. The chemistry you share with him is undeniable, and you can only hope it stays the same, always.

What are you doing today, no matter what time

I want to see your face for a moment, wherever you are, yeah, yeah

I'm fine, it's okay to freeze a little

If we're together

He's your boyfriend now, but he's forever been your best friend. The days you spend with him are your favorite, and you wouldn't trade them for the world. A single smile of his is enough to color your world, and every day, you find yourself wanting to see his face, even if it's just for a second.

A dark cloud pillow on my face Why is the rain coming again? Hommie, let's go, let's go chill I can't do dramatic consolation, but I just say everything Even if you can't have a roof, I'll be your umbrella, everyday

Of course, he can say the same for you. He's always loved you, since before he even knew what love was. And having you in his life is the closest he's gonna get to heaven. Your warmth is what makes his sadness go away, makes his tiredness melt into comfort. And he swears to do the same for you. He swears to always have your back.

"You're so cute," he says, smiling proudly as he takes note of your flustered expression. He can't help it, the urge to place a chaste kiss to your forehead, his arms still wrapped around your waist. And so he gives in to that urge, his lips coming into contact with your skin as he tightens his grip.

And it feels like home. Another memory to the bank you've been cherishing for years.

Oh, even if that sky falls down

Even if the land that was fine is gone

We will never change, we're best friends

Even if now becomes the past

Even if the unknown future comes

May it become a long-lasting memory

You can't wait for what the future holds for the two of you, and truth be told, neither can he. Sure, life might not always be rosy and happy, but you know in your heart that your love for each other won't change.

We're best friends forever

Because that's what it means to be best friends.

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Days Off

Pairing: Doyoung x gn. reader

Genre: Fluff (the neck-biting is NOT suggestive AT ALL)

Word Count: 0.54k words

Mellow speaks: A short and cute drabble for a super adorable baby. Hope you guys enjoy this one, bc I for one was super soft writing it hehe.

Tagging: @yogurteume (thanks for the request love, I hope you like it)

You love days like these. Days where you have nothing to do, not a thing to be worried about, and can just relax in your boyfriend's arms, your head resting against back his chest as his fingers rub soft circles on your stomach through the fabric of your sweatshirt. The room is silent, the only sounds being the occasional giggles that escape one of you. But the silence is tranquil, the both of you enjoying the peace of each other's embrace.

Doyoung and you don't get to spend too many off-days with each other, with one of you almost always being busy when the other had some free time. As such, it was a rarity being able to spend some quality time together, and neither of you was keen on letting the opportunity go without making the best of it. Of course, one would think that your ideal date would be include going out and about in the city, but in reality, you wanted nothing more than to be away from people's eyes, just cuddling under the blankets. Days like these are among your favorites, if not your absolute favorite. Because both you, and he, can be your true selves when you're together.

"I missed doing this with you," you hum, a soft smile on your face as you turn your head to look at him. He can only return the smile, hugging you tighter as he nuzzles his head into your neck. "We're not even doing anything," he mutters, voice muffled against your skin, causing you to let out a soft chuckle as you reach over to ruffle his hair. "Just being like this with you is enough for me, baby," you reply, your words quickly being replaced with a gasp when you feel his lips place a gentle kiss on the nape of your neck, the feeling making goosebumps rise on your arms.

"D-Doyoung? What are you d-doing?," you ask, stuttering over your words as you bite your bottom lip. He only hums in response, continuing to kiss your neck ever so softly, his breath tickling your skin and resulting in a giggle slipping past your lips. Doyoung's ears perk up at the sound, lips curling into a smirk while he lifts his eyes up to look at you. Having unlocked a new ticklish spot of yours, he gets set on enjoying himself to the fullest, hand making its way from its place on your stomach to your back, fingers drumming against the back of your neck while his lips leave feather-light kisses on your exposed skin.

The kisses soon turn into tickles, as your giggles make way for laughter, the air inside the room rippling with pure happiness. What you have with Doyoung right now feels like home, and you wouldn't have it any other way. That's what you're thinking when he suddenly grabs you by the shoulders, turning you around so that you are facing him. Just one look into his eyes is enough to tell you what he wants, and with one last chuckle, you lean in, lips molding with his in the sweetest kiss you have ever shared, as his arms snake around your waist once more, pulling towards himself what already belongs to him.

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Warm

Hyunsuk x gn. reader; fluff that'll warm your heart in the cold

Word Count: 0.86k words

Part of 12 Days of Christmas

Mellow speaks: Been ages since I wrote Hyunsuk, and honestly, I really can't picture any other person in this scenario except him. I hope you guys enjoy reading this one!

"Y/N!!! It's gonna be cold," your boyfriend grumbles, a smile gracing his lips nonetheless as he lets you drag him towards the door, the excitement on your face too cute for him to handle. "But snow!," is all you say, throwing him a happy look over your shoulder, one that he just can't resist, a giggle escaping his lips as he suddenly stops moving, causing you to fall back against his chest as his arms snake around your form, holding you in place. You can't help but pout at his action, turning around to face him with a scowl deep-set onto your facial features.

Hyunsuk only chuckles at your reaction, hands flying to cup your cheeks as he leans in, stealing a soft kiss from you. His trick works, of course, succeeding in making you crack a smile. "You need to wear your earmuffs before we go out though," he says, giving you a pointed look. You know he's right though, and that's the reason you don't refuse when he wraps a muffler around your neck and places a pair of earmuffs on your head, before following suit himself. "Now can we go?," you ask, eyes going wide in excitement once more, and despite himself, Hyunsuk finds his eyes crinkling up as he gives you his warm smile, the one that you love the most.

Five minutes later finds you out on the streets, your eyes shining in wonder at the blanket of pure white snow that has taken your entire neighborhood under its wing. Like a child seeing snow for the first time, you run forward, one step at a time with your boyfriend following right behind you, shaking his head but not having it in himself to stop you. He simply watches as you play around, the soft laugh that escapes your lips every now and then making his heart swell with adoration.

He's still lost in though when he feels something cold hit him smack in the face, his nose feeling numb as he wipes the snow off, narrowing his eyes. You only giggle in response, the flabbergasted expression on his face making you even more happy. But your laughs only last so long, the way he says, "Oh baby, you're on" making your eyes go wide in horror as he bends down, his hands scooping up a sizeable amount of snow before rolling it into a ball.

Sensing that he's about to take aim, you try to run away, but thanks to the heavy layer of snow surrounding you, your balance fails you, causing you to fall face-first, Hyunsuk's snowball hitting you right in the center of your back. The impact has an "ow" escaping your lips, and had you been looking at him, your heart would have melted watching the expression on his face turn from a happy one into one of concern, his legs carrying him through the snow and to you. "Baby? Are you okay?," he asks, helping you up and wiping the snow off your face.

Enjoying the attention, you decide to play along, pouting as you shake your head. Your boyfriend's eyes start watering at your response, guilt eating away at him for having hurt you. "Does it hurt somewhere?," he asks, his voice a little shaky as he holds you close. "Mhmm," you mumble pointing to your lips as he continues to look at you. When he doesn't show any signs of understanding, you let out a sigh, sticking your bottom lip out as you eye him expectantly. A second or two later, it seems like he finally understands, a relieved chuckle leaving his lips as his eyes finally crinkle up, his lips catching yours in a kiss that fills you with warmth despite the cold.

The two of you remain like that for a solid minute, a couple passersby unable to hide their smiles as they look at you being lovestruck. When you do pull away from each other's embrace, Hyunsuk finds himself being dragged yet again, as you lead him to a fresh spot of snow. You say something to him, but the wind that's started to blow carries your voice away before he can hear it, causing him to squint his eyes as he tries to read your lips.

But before he can make out what you're saying, you come to a stop, looking at him with the same excitement from before. "Snow angels," you breathe out, pouting when you notice him scrunch his nose. Knowing he can never refuse you, Hyunsuk ends up giving in yet again, sighing as he gets down onto the snow with you, lying down on his back. The snow feels cold against his jacket, but he relishes the feeling, your giggles making him smile as he begins moving his arms and legs, the form of a snow angel slowly coming to life under him.

Five minutes later finds the two of you looking down at your artwork, satisfied grins on your faces as Hyunsuk holds you close, your head on his chest. "Where to now?," he gently asks, making you look up at him. "How about home to some hot chocolate?"

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Trip to Japan

Boyfriend! Haruto x gn! reader; non-idol au; super fluffy fluff

Word Count: 1.76k words

Mellow speaks: My first Haruto fic and it's the fluffiest stuff I've written in quite a while!! I'm absolutely in love with this one, and I'm so glad my Japan obsession is finally coming to use hehe. PS., I actually used a dialogue from one of my fav J-Dramas of all time, "A Girl and Three Sweethearts!" This dialogue has been stuck in my head for ages, so I'm even more happy that I got to use it at last!! Hope you guys enjoy reading this! PPS. The line breaks are for the flashback.

"I can't wait to get off the train!," you exclaim, turning to your boyfriend with the biggest smile plastered on your face. Haruto only chuckles, finding your excitement too adorable to handle. "We'll be there soon enough, babe. Tokyo is waiting for us," he replies, his deep voice holding a joy of its own as he throws an arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer to his side. You can't help but lay your head on his shoulder, his tall frame almost engulfing you completely. The past week with him has been nothing short of a dream come true, and you want to savour every single moment you get with him before the two of you have to return back to South Korea for your studies.

Haruto and you started dating a year ago, having had been best friends for three years before that. The both of you far away from home, living alone in Seoul for the sake of your education. Being youngsters of the same age in a foreign land, it wasn't hard for you to get along with each other, and soon enough, you had become each other's home away from home, friends through thick and thin. Love had blossomed somewhere down the road, and before you knew it, he was your boyfriend. What had changed when you started dating, you ask? Nothing really, except for the fact that the stolen glances and kisses on the forehead and cheek had a label now, and kisses on the lips came into the equation.

Wanting his family to meet you, Haruto had convinced you to tag along with him when he sent home for the holidays. His family had been nothing short of amazing to you, treating you just like they treated Haruto, and making you feel at home in an instant. His parents had packed a ton of food for the two of you to eat when you went back, and his sister had quickly become fast friends with you, the two of ganging up against your boyfriend, much to his dismay. Of course, with this being your first time to Japan, there was no way on earth Haruto was going to let you spend the entire ten days cooped up inside his house, and so, the first few days had been spent scouring Fukuoka, with him showing you all his favorite spots and telling you all about here you were, on your way to Tokyo after having spent the last two days exploring Osaka.

He had made sure you throughly enjoyed your limited time in the city, dragging you off to see all there was to see, from the Osaka Castle to the Shitennō-ji Temple, and everything in between. He really loved seeing the wonder and joy in your eyes every time you came across something new, and more than once, he had held your arm as you walked in front of him, or cut you off mid-sentence, only to place his lips to yours in a kiss that somehow mustered all the love he felt for you. Despite your tight itinerary, you had found time to meet and hang out with Asahi, a fellow Japanesw studying in Seoul, and a member of Haruto's sprawling group of friends that spanned people both younger and elder to him.

And now, it's time to visit the last stop on your trip, which of course, had to be Tokyo. "Did you book hotel rooms for us?," you ask, trying your best to stifle a yawn as you look out the window, the tiredness from the past few days finally catching up to you now that you aren't constantly on your feet. "I sure did," comes his reply, your destination rapidly coming into view as your train nears the station. Fifteen minutes later, you find yourself stepping out of Tokyo Station, a smile making its way to your face as you soak in the bright sunlight peeking in through the scores of skyscrapers all around you.

"So, where to first?," you ask, your eyes shining as you look up at the boy next to you. "Calm down, love," he laughs, one hand gripping his luggage while the other grips yours as he leads you towards the cab stop, "Let's first give ourselves an hour or two to freshen and rest up, before we hit the city." And so, an hour later finds your boyfriend standing at the door of your hotel room, all signs of tiredness out of his face as he smiles at you, having had a change of clothes in his room. Barging into yours, he is quick to wrap his arms around you, turning your around so that you are facing away from him, leading him towards the bed as he rests his face in the crook of your neck.

"Let's talk through our schedule for today," he says, sitting you down on the bed before launching into quite a long description about everything you're supposed to be doing today. While he's rambling, you decide to annoy him, saying, "Maybe I should just leave you at a Rent a Boyfriend, considering how gorgeous you are and how awesome you can be as a tour guide." Much to your amusement, he rolls his eyes, wracking you on the shoulder lightly. "So you mean you're gonna be okay with me flirting with every random person I guide around Tokyo?," he asks in reply, making you pout in response. "Not really, you're mine," you say, causing the both of you to burst out in laughter.

Soon enough, you're back on the road, walking down the streets hand-in-hand. Your first stop, of course, is the Tokyo Tower, his arms wrapped securely around your form as you look out at the city sprawling on for miles. You can't help but gasp at how beautiful everything looks from up there, the cars and people far below looking like mere toys. "Do you know what's the one place in Tokyo that you can't see from the Tokyo Tower?," he whispers, his breath fanning the shell of your ear as you feel him smile ever so softly. Pretending to think for a while, you turn your head around slightly, looking up at him as you say, "Tokyo Tower itself, isn't it?" "Bingo," he replies, catching your lips in a soft kiss, making you smile.

The day passes by in a happy blur, with you fooling around and having a good time, grabbing the local delicacies and visiting random stores only to window shop. Haruto even takes you all the way down to Shibuya, visiting the different cafes and gaming arcades with you. "Let's click a picture," you suggest at a pet cafe, one hand holding a small friend while you whip your phone out with the other. Your boyfriend quickly gets into frame, smiling behind you as he holds another furry animal in his lap. The photo comes out pretty enough for you to send it over to his mom, having promised her you'll send her mementos from your outings. "You really seem to be getting along well with my mum," he chuckles, patting your head softly, "She almost loves you more than she loves me."

You can't help but laugh at his comment, smirking as you say, "Not my fault I'm more awesome than you." He can only roll his eyes at that, before a yelp escapes his lips when he feels a puppy crawling into his lap, eyeing the packet of dog biscuits he has with him. However, his expression soon changes into one of panic as he looks out the window, only to realize that night is falling, hard and fast. "Oh crap," he mutters, grabbing your hand and pulling you out the cafe. "Ruto wha-?," you begin, stumbling over your own feet as you struggle to keep up with him, practically running towards the metro station. "Where are we going?"

He doesn't reply, but you soon find out what he has on mind, buying tickets to Tokyo Tower. As he leads you towards the train, you can't help but smirk up at him, saying, "Tokyo Tower at night?" He hums in reply, smiling softly at you before saying, "Tokyo Tower looks the prettiest at night. It's a sight you don't want to miss." And with that, you get on the metro once again, on your way to the heart of Tokyo. Once you're seated, he lets you rest your head on his shoulder, his own head resting on top of yours as he plays with your hands, soft giggles erupting both of your lips every once in a while.

If an outsider were to spare so much as a glance at you, it wouldn't take them long to label you as a young couple deeply in love. And they definitely weren't wrong, because the love you share with each other can be seen from the way Haruto looks at you, and from the way you smile when you're around him. The love has only blossomed during the past few days in Japan, and you have only your amazing boyfriend to thank for it. With these thoughts swirling through your mind as your stop draws close, you can't help but place a gentle kiss on his cheek, making his eyes go wide in surprise and his lips crack a smile as he gets up from his seat, hands intertwining with your once again when you exit the metro.

Within minutes, the Tokyo Tower comes into view, Haruto's arms wrapped around you once again as he takes advantage of his height, his form towering over yours as he lets you lead him. Just like he had said, the Tower's beauty, with all its lights shining and casting a glow around it, makes you gasp as he unclasps his hands from around you, stepping to your side and taking your hand in his. "It really is beautiful," you whisper. Humming in agreement, he says, "But you're more beautiful," before turning to look at you, a soft smile on his face. Shaking your head, you turn your body around to face him, hugging him tight. He returns the hug, lifting you off the ground a little as you say, "Thank you Ruto. Thank you for bringing me here. Thank you for bringing me on this trip trip Japan. I love you." "Thank you for coming with me," he replies, placing you back down on the ground, "I love you too baby."

And with that, you get on your tippy toes, while he leans down, his lips meeting yours in the sweetest kiss you've ever shared.

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Lucky

Doyoung x gn! reader; angst; fluff

Tw: Mentions of insecurities and an unhealthy mindset

Word Count: ~1.7k

Mellow speaks: Been a while since I wrote angst hehe, it was really fun!! A huge thank you to @slowlyweepingnacho for this lovely request, and I hope you enjoy reading!!

There he was, looking amazing as ever as he took center stage during Treasure's performance, and it took everything in you not to pass out on the spot as you watched him, his eyes scanning the crowd looking for you. He couldn't find you, of course, the tiny pout that took over his face making you giggle. Wrapping up their piece, the boys got off the stage, wiping off their sweat as you decided to sneak backstage, wanting to praise your boyfriend's dance skills in person. You were in a great mood today, and nothing could ruin it for you, or so you thought.

Rounding the corner towards their waiting room, you had stopped dead in your tracks all of a sudden, taking in the sight in front of you. Doyoung was happily hugging a female idol, one you knew to be his friend from back when Treasure had had a collab stage with a couple other 4th Gen groups. You could see the smile on their faces as they pulled away, happily talking away about anything and everything, blissfully unaware of your presence. From your spot, you could see how beautiful she was. Her voice was velvety smooth, her body was perfect beyond words, her features were everything you could only hope for.

She was everything you weren't, and it made you question why Doyoung was dating you in the first place. He was a world-class idol, had millions of fans loving everything about him. Even if the hadn't been the case, he still would have been the popular one, his insane looks and amazing talents making it easy enough to fall for him. He could have any person he wanted, yet he had chosen to stick with plain old you who had nothing good to offer.

Little did you know though, that to Doyoung, you were his entire world, the only person who loved him for the shy, sweet boy that he was, instead of the cool, confident guy that he appeared appeared to be. You were the only person who has been able to see him for what he truly was, and had stuck by him even through all the canceled dates and the moments together rather were barely there. Over the years, he had grown used to having you in his life, so much so that now, he really couldn't imagine surviving without you. If only he could tell you how much you meant to him. If only.

Feeling your eyes water as the nasty thoughts threatened to bring you down, you had decided to leave, needing to get as far away from your boyfriend as you could. "You don't deserve him," was all you could think of, turning the ignition of your car on and driving away into the distance. There was only one place that you could go to right now, and that was exactly where you were headed, despite being well-aware of the fact that he'd find without any trouble if you went there. That's exactly what you wanted anyway, you thought to yourself as you drove on, feeling your heart break little by little at the mere prospect of what you were about to do.

Back at the music festival, your boyfriend was frantically searching for you, having seen you run off earlier. He had tried calling you, but to no avail, and once he was sure you weren't to be found in the arena, he had taken off, getting himself a cab after informing the members. He was growing more worried about you by the minute, fearing that you had gotten jealous seeing him with the female idol. At the same time, he just couldn't believe that it was the case, well aware of how supportive you were of all his friendships and his friend circle in general.

These thoughts were still whizzing by through his head when the cab passed by your apartment building without stopping. He knew you were upset about something, even if he was unaware of what that "something" was. But one thing was for certain, if he was going to find you, it definitely wouldn't be in your bedroom. He knew where you were, and that's where he was going to go too.

It didn't take him long to reach his destination, and getting out of the cab, he felt his breath come back to him as he saw you in the distance, looking out over the view from your favorite spot in the entire city. But any relief he had felt went away just as quickly when he noticed your form shuddering ever so slightly, soft sniffs being heard as he neared you. "Babe?," he called out, wanting to reach out and hold you close but unsure of whether he should do that. You hadn't replied, and, mustering up his courage, he had gently placed his hands on your shoulders, turning you around to face him, only to have his heart broken.

He could still see you in the dim light, could make out the way your eyes were all swollen from crying, your bottom lip quivering as you looked up at him. Bringing you close to his chest, he had asked, "Why did you leave like that?," voice dropping to a whisper as his hand automatically moved up to stroke your back, an action he knew soothed you. He was met with silence once again as you continued to cry into his chest, the weight of you were about to do seeming unbearable now.

"Shhh, baby. I'm here, nothing's gonna hurt you. I'm here," he had said, and it had been his words that had hardened your resolve, your heart not wanting to make things more difficult than they already were. Pulling away, you had looked him straight in the eyes, gulping as you fought back the tears. "What is it ba-," Doyoung had started, only to be cut off by you uttering the four words he had prayed he would never have to hear. "Break up with me," you had said, tears breaking free once again as you had attempted to turn away from him.

Your efforts had been in vain, of course, Doyoung's hands still gripping your arms as he refused to let you go, simply continuing to stare at you as tears welled up in his own eyes. Catching you struggling to escape his grasp, he had slowly let his hold go lax, sniffing as he had said, "O-only one question," causing you to meet his eyes once more, bracing yourself for the question you feared but knew you needed to answer anyway. Taking a deep breath, you had opened your mouth to reply, hearing which, your boyfriend felt his heart break even more. "You deserve better," had been your words, a fresh set of tears flowing down your cheeks.

'T-that female idol back at the f-festival?," you had said, continuing your monologue as Doyoung just stared at you, tears freely flowing down his cheeks too. "She is everything I could never be, she is pretty, she is confident, she would fit you better. You would look better with her, yet you're still dating me. You could have any person you wanted, and yet, you're settling for plain old me who isn't even worth-" You words were cut off by your boyfriend cupping your tear-stained cheeks, smashing his lips onto yours in a kiss that was full to the brim with love and sorrow.

The action had caused you to freeze up, your mind not allowing you to return the kiss. But it was like your lips had a will of their own, kissing Doyoung back amid the outpouring tears, a soft smile playing on his lips at your sudden change of heart. You had remained like that for what felt like eternity, kissing and crying in each other's arms before finally pulling away. Still cupping your cheeks, he had lifted your face up to look at him as he jumped into his own monologue.

"How could you even think such a thing Y/N? Don't you dare ever tell me you're not worth my love, okay?" You had tried to protest, but he had cut you off by raising his finger. "Because you deserve all the love in the world and more, and I can't even begin to describe how lucky I find myself to be able to see your face everyday, to be able to find comfort in your embrace, to be able to hear you say that you love me, to just be able to call you mine. I don't know what I did right in my past life to deserve a partner as amazing and as supportive as you, who has never once let me feel guilty for not showing up on dates or for not spending time together. You have been nothing but supportive of me from day one, and you are the only person in the world with whom I can truly be myself, and not the confident, flirty Doyoung that I'm supposed to be. You've been the only person who's loved me for me, no filters. I'm not lying when I say that I lucked out having you as my partner, and yet you think I'm going to let you go that easily? Really? You think that's the extent of my love for you?"

By the time he was done, you were both in hysterics, hugging tightly, afraid to let the other go. He kissed you once again, and this time, you didn't hold back. Pulling away, he had whispered, barely loud enough for you to hear, "Don't you ever try to break up with again," his lips curling up into a smile next to your mouth. "I won't," you had replied, all doubts and insecurities out of your mind for now. You knew they would come back some day, but you promised yourself that when that happened, you would get through it together, with Doyoung. "I love you," you had whispered, ducking your head into his chest once more. Chuckling, all he had said was an "I love you too, my idiot."

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Practice and Late-Night Picnics

Doyoung x gn! reader; tooth-rotting fluff

Word Count: 0.66k

Mellow speaks: My first Doyoung fic!! It's honestly been so long since I wrote Treasure, and I would love to write more for them so do send in requests if you have some!! A big thank you to @slowlyweepingnacho (can't tag you TT) for the request, and I agree that there isn't much Dobby fluff here hehe. I hope you guys like reading this xoxo. PS. While I absolutely love writing smuts (I'm looking at you Jay), it's a nice break to write a fluff once in a while, so do send in some fluffy requests too lmao.

Peeking into the practice room, you can't hold back the smile that makes its way to your lips at the sight of your boyfriend hard at work, practicing all those complex dance moves as he prepares for the impending monthly evaluation. Staying silent, you decide to admire him just a little bit longer, the sweat clinging to his face making him look a hundred times more gorgeous. You can't help but be entranced by the way his body sways to the music, his feet moving as if on their own. So lost are you watching him, that you don't notice him sneaking a glance at you through the mirror, a smile tugging at his own lips at how cute you look. Wanting to get you all flustered, he says, "I can see you ogling at me, you know," smirking at the way you go wide-eyed at his remark.

"I-I," you begin, only to have him burst into laughter, his arms wide open as he rushes to hug you. You don't hold back, practically pouncing on him as a laugh escapes your own lips. "I missed you," he whines, nuzzling his face in your shoulder and pulling you closer. "I did too," you reply, pulling away gently, giggling at the way his lips mouth into a pout. That is, of course, until you catch them in a kiss, soft and full of the love you have for him. He can't help but smile against your mouth, glad at finally having you to himself. Pulling away after what feels like hours, he pulls you towards the stereo, holding onto your hand as he selects a song. Looking back up at you, he grabs a mic just as the music starts to pour out of the speakers, the tune telling you that it's a ballad.

Eyes staring straight into yours, he begins singing, his soft voice creating a beautiful rendition of the song dedicated just to you. His voice is so full of love and emotion that you can't help the tears that spring to your eyes, a huge smile plastered to your face. The moment the song comes to an end, you jump into his arms once arms once more, making him stagger back slightly until he regains his balance, a hearty laugh making its way to your ears as he hugs you back. "Thank you," you whisper, making him smile softly as he asks, "I take it that you Iiked it?," his stupid question earning him a whack on the shoulder. "I loved it, you idiot," you say, muzzling your face into his chest.

You stay like that for a while once again, embracing in the middle of the practice room, until Doyoung's stomach grumbles, telling you he's hungry. He pulls away embarrassed, and you can't help but let out a giggle, taking his hand in yours as you lead him out of the practice room and towards the convenience store. He doesn't refuse, wanting to let you take care of him for once. Five minutes later finds you at the store, buying two bowls of ramen, along with a couple packet of chips and two large chocolates, complete for a late-night meal. Back at the practice room, you have your own mini picnic, laughs and soft confessions of love interspersed with absolute silence as you munch on your food, occasionally teasing the other by snatching a chip away or hiding a pair of chopsticks.

Had an outsider been watching you, it wouldn't have taken them much time to deduce the fact that you were just a young couple happily in love, content, for the time being, with the stolen moments and secret rendezvous late at night. And that's exactly what Yoshi thinks as he peeks into the room, a smile making its way to his face as he decides to leave you be, not wanting to disturb your moment. And so he leaves, praying to the heavens to protect whatever it is that the two of you have.

[lyjikyu]

        WHAT ABOUT ME & YOU FOREVER? ★ ハルト

✧.. . grammar and spelling errors! not proofread.

playing.. ❇ televison / so far so good by rex orange county

“what about me?” haruto mindlessly says as he turns his head to look at you. baffled with what he just said, you look him in the eyes, just as a cold breeze pass by the two of you. “what do you mean?” you ask the solemn looking boy as he inches closer to you.

“don't you like me? I like you and I know I'm not really your type but I could treat you right.” he says, his voice full of confidence—which honestly suprised you, a lot and you couldn't think of anything to reply with what he just said.

so instead you remained silent for awhile, you gaze at the glistening sea horizon as you listen to the waves crashing on the shore, which was very pleasant. you let out a sigh as you take a glance at haruto's face again.

it feels like he sensed that you were overwhelmed with his sudden question and was giving you time to think. but you knew he was feeling eager and impatient and so you proceed to ponder with your thoughts.

there was nothing wrong with giving him a chance, after all—as cliché as it was he had been there for you since the beginning, he's seen you break down over multiple people before, only to come back to them months later and getting your heart broken once again. he was your go to person whenever you wanted a shoulder to cry on, he had always been accepting and understood you in every single way.

so maybe, you should give him a chance.

“haruto, I'll give you a chance. only if you prove to me that you are true with your words.”

“deal. but even if you wont feel the same at the end, I'll be sure to stay.”

hI EVERYONE! ya girl encountered a slight writers block, which explans the lack of posts 🤧. BUT IM HERE IM BACK!!! also happy birthday to @mintchoyoshii bestie I hope you had a nice day <3

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