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Don’t You Hear Me Howling ||(M)|| 03

Finding out you are a female Alpha sparkled some rivalry inside your pack, and resulted in you losing your best friend and your life turning upsidedown, so leaving for college was the fresh start you needed. Years later, you are about to finish your degree and suddenly this past comes back to mess with your head.

→ Pairing: Yeo One x Female Reader | Kino x Female Reader

→ Genre: Smut; A/B/O AU; Omegaverse; College AU.

→ Words:  3K

→ Contains: Thigh Riding; Riding; erotic asphyxiation.

→ Index: 01 • 02 • 03 • 04• 05 • 06 • 07 • 08

→ A/n: Hey guys! Finally some Changgu action for you all heheh hope you like this chapter :)

“Can we talk?”

“Are you really sure you want to talk to me, Changgu?” you answered, but focusing on the dish as an excuse to not look at him, it was easier for you to keep your cool without getting angry at him again “Better think that through.”

“I am pretty sure.” he said firmly and seriously, “I want to apologize for my behavior yesterday.”

He caught you off guard, not expecting this attitude coming from him.

“Okay” you tried to not show your surprise. You quickly dried your hand on a dishcloth and turned yourself towards him “Talk.”

“Not here. Can we go to my room?” he asked and you thought it was unusual of him, but judged it harmless

You followed him across the house just to enter that familiar corridor. Your stomach froze. Changgu slowed down his steps. When he stopped in front of the same room you were just in with Kino, Changgu turned around and lifted an eyebrow at you.

“Been fucking around in my room again, have you?” He did not sound mad, amused instead. He tilted his head sideways “I guess that you still enjoy being surrounded by my scent.”

“Don’t flatter yourself” you rolled your eyes “I didn’t know it was yours” you said walking past him and entering the room.

“Yet, you chose here, of all rooms. I don’t think I believe in coincidences that much.” His smug expressions were so familiar to you, being brought up with him as your best friend. It was one of his charms. Cocky son of a bitch.

“What’s your point, Changgu?” You said, confronting him. Yet, you were not mad.

He stepped closer slowly.

“My point is, I think that you want to fuck as much as I do. And you can’t help but be drawn to me” he placed both of his hands on your hips, and you couldn’t bring yourself to move away.

His touch was electrifying. Nothing would replace the connection between an Alpha and their beta. His low voice and dirty talk got your core throbbing, even if you were still sensitive from having sex not an hour ago.

“So you think I should put all you’ve done to me behind easily like that? I can’t forget that you completely shut me off after you found out you were under me” You emphasized the word knowing that Changgu always liked to feel the dominant one, but he couldn’t get that from you. Not how he wanted.

“I think,” he stepped even closer, snaking his arms tighter, ending any distance between your bodies, his warm breath tickling your cheeks. “That if you give me the chance, I can show you how sorry I am for not being near you all those years.”

You inched closer, lips grazing the slightest together, but moved back, letting him chase a kiss.

“All you want is a chance to once in your life” you slid your hands up his arms, fluttering eyelashes and joining his little game. Silly boy thinks he can win over his own alpha. “To feel like you’re in command. You want me to let you in control, Changgu. Want me to be that girl following you around in school just eager to satisfy your every need. Would you like that, sweetheart?”

Changgu couldn’t take his eyes off your lips, he nodded unconsciously.

"So you do want me to give you permission to control me? Is that what you always wanted, Changgu? To be my big bad wolf? Let’s see if you can handle me, wolfie. Show me what you got.”

His chest vibrated with a loud growl. He suddenly crashed his lips against yours in a bruising kiss. Different from Kino, there was nothing soft or delicate. It was pure lust and want, amplified by the genetic connection between the two of you, it was desperate. He knew what you wanted. He knew what buttons he had to push you to get you to come undone in pleasure. He knew how to get you there good and fast without you saying a word.

His hand went down to grope your ass and pull you up. Instinctively you clasped your legs around him, and your arms around his neck to support, neither of you stopping the kiss. He hummed in satisfaction when he copped a feel of your bare ass, your ripped panties long forgotten

Changgu backed you up until your back hit the wall roughly, and he pressed one of his thighs in between your legs for support, holding you up just by pressuring you between the wall and himself. Your hand messily gripped his hair, not being able to control the dominant behavior, but he didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he rocked his hips against yours, your bare core rubbing against the thick fabric of his pants. You began to move your hips unconsciously.

“You like riding my thigh, y/n?” he broke the kiss and said in between pants. You bit your lips and nodded, not stopping seeking your pleasure “Imagine how good it will be when I have you bouncing on my cock”

The thought of Changgu fucking you senseless got you to moan

“But I think I’ll let you ride me like this a little more, you look good grinding on me.” He said before attacking your neck

You forced your hips to press harder against him, rubbing against your clit faster and getting you trembling in pleasure.

“Look at you, full of marks that aren’t mine, smelling like someone else.” he licked a particular spot where Hyunggu had just left a bruise. “I can’t allow that, y/n”

He sucked harder at the skin on your neck, his sharp canines digging through. His hand pinning you against the wall holding onto you tighter, probably bruising you more. But the pain was enough to have you whimpering his name.

“Fuck” he breathed out “my name sound so good when you say it like that”

He picked you up again, only to throw you down the mattress, wasting no time taking his shirt off and stepping out of his pants. Changgu looked hot. He then kneeled in between your legs hooking his fingers in between the buttons of your blouse. He glanced at you, smirking before pulling it hard, snapping completely all the buttons, and you yelped in surprise.

You shrugged it off of your arms, pulling your bra out as well while he worked your skirt off. Changgu admired the vision of your naked body under him and you just knew he was loving the dominance over you.

“When I’m done with you, everyone will smell me in you, y/n. They will know I made you moan my name like that.”

You watched him through hooded eyes, his body changed so much since you were friends, his chest was now broad and strong, and all you wanted was to dig your nails in it. You reached your arms to grab him, but he caught your wrists and trapped them above your head using one of his hands.

“You will only touch me when I say so” he said, towering over you.

You leaned up and caught him in a kiss. You thought for a second that your younger self would be having butterflies all over her stomach for just kissing Changgu like this. But your current self only felt wetness pooling in between your thighs.

The blond kissed down your neck and chest, never letting go of your hands, and caught your nipple, swirling his tongue around it. You squirm around, eager to touch yourself and enjoy the insane amount of pleasure he’s giving you. You feel him grinning against your skin. You tried to buck your hips up, but his other hand pressed it down strongly.

“Don’t. Move.” He growled

He didn’t stop sucking in your sensitive nipple, the hand on your hip slid upwards for him to play with the other one, twisting and pinching it as he pleased. The urge to touch yourself was unbearable, you could already feel your juices leaking down your thighs.

“Changgu, please” you whispered.

He let go of your nipple with a pop, just to look at you and smirk

“Say that again”

“Changgu pleease” you whimpered, this time risking to roll your hips against him again

“Tell me what you want, y/n” He stared at you deeply

His lips were a dark shade of pink, coated with his saliva, his hair starting to stick to his forehead. He never looked so good before.

“Please, touch me!” your voice came out all whiny

“I am touching you, y/n, you have to be more specific than that.” he chuckled maliciously.

You growled, but it only made his grin wider.

“I need you inside me, Changgu, please!” you finally cave in

He leaned closer to your years and finally whispered

“All you had to do was ask” and winked, mentioning the same thing you’ve said to him before.

You growled again, but he was just amused with your struggle. He swiftly used his free hand to reach down and shimmy out of his underwear, before pumping himself a couple of times.

He penetrated you painfully slowly, closing his eyes and grunting. His hips began to move at the same pace, though he took his time to get deep inside of you.

You hooked your legs around his bottom, pushing him against yourself, encouraging him to go faster. But your action didn’t go unnoticed. A sharp crack echoed around the room, taking you by surprise. Your eyes widened and a growl died in your throat. His hand caressed the stinging spot but he followed it with another harsh slap. This time you couldn’t hold back a moan.

With each slap you clenched harder around him, getting him to move faster as you wanted. Your sense of being still in control no matter what made you smirk. As Changgu’s thrust became harder so did his noises. His voice getting deeper with each grunt and moan, neither of you worrying about being heard.

He caressed your body and it rose goosebumps all the way. It was like Changgu was reading your mind like he knew exactly how and where to touch, and it gave him pleasure too. Maybe the connection between you made you share strong sensations, and that’s why sex with him is so intense. You can’t say you’ve been curious about this before, but the reality was better than you could have imagined.

He angled his thrusts and slammed into you, hitting your swollen g-spot. Your body began to tremble and before you realized you were reaching your third orgasm of the day, your fingernails dug into the flesh of your palms, seeking something to grab to handle the intensity, while his hand tightened around your wrists.

As soon as you finished riding your high, Changgu finally let go of your wrist, but only to grab you roughly and put you on your knees, holding your waist while you supported yourself holding against the headboard and perking your ass up.

You bounced yourself to meet his thrusts, the loud sound of skin hitting skin filled up the room along with his loud grunts and the bed cracking strongly. You could tell Changgu was close by his shaky breath and louder moans, but his thrusts never became sloppier or slower. Instead, he aggressively snapped into you, his hands holding you strongly by the hips, you couldn’t help but be loud yourself from all the overstimulation.

Changgu came intensely, bruisingly grabbing you and guiding your hips on the best way for him. As he was riding out from his high, still not losing speed, you heard a loud noise and it was all too fast when his bed broke to the ground, throwing your body against his chest.

“That good, huh?” he said and you could just hear him smug.

You got off of him, laying by his side, and tapped his chest a couple of times

“Yeah, it was not so bad after all” you replied, teasing him.

He was quick to find his way on top of you again, pinning you against the mattress now on the floor. He leaned over you to speak seductively closer to your year:

“I think you begging me to fuck you, and all your loud noises meant more than ‘not so bad.”

You caught him off guard, bucking your hips up you threw your weight against him and quickly overpowered him, switching positions so now you were the one pinning him down by holding against his chest muscles and straddling him.

“I think you are letting it get to your head, wolfie” you dragged the last word “I hope you didn’t forget who’s really in charge here.”

You felt Changgu’s body vibrating in a growl

“Now, now. Don’t be a bad wolf, let me show you how an Alpha does”

Changgu frowned and didn’t say a word, struggling to comply. All he managed to do was a quick nod.

You leaned against him, your bodies covered in sweat, and kissed him slowly, taking your time to explore his mouth. Your hands explored his upper body and each touch filled you with sparkles, the collective euphoria of you two being overwhelmingly satisfying to you. His hand carefully traveled all around your body, his touch almost uncertain of its boundaries, but it was not like you would stop him any minute soon.

Slowly you began to sway your hips against his, ever so lightly biting his lips. The atmosphere wasn’t rushed anymore, but sensual, you two just basking in each other’s bodies. You intended to give him time and stimulations enough to make him hard again, which you achieved sooner than you expected. Aching to have him again, you sank on his dick, riding him while kissing him harder, messier, and hotter.

Your nails dug in his chest while you supported yourself and he responded well to the pain.

“Do you think you can handle me, Changgu? Think you can last while I bounce up and down in your cock?”

“You’d be surprised” He answered full of himself

“I wouldn’t be so sure”

You kissed down his neck, marking his skin. You couldn’t help but be territorial, wanting everyone to know that you had Changgu on the palm of your hand, had him pinned under you and you did to him as you pleased. You bit and sucked, getting the hottest noises from him. His hands grabbed your ass, squeezing it and encouraging you to grind on him.

You pulled yourself back up and snaked your hands up his torso, gently wrapping it around his neck. You gave him the slightest squeeze, studying his reaction, which was to close his eyes and bite his lip. The view was gorgeous, he all fucked out because of you. He put one of his hands on top of yours and made you squeeze harder. Hard enough to low his blood flow and allow some air into his lungs.

You knew that deoxygenation can increase the intensity of orgasms and that’s what you were aiming for. He held your hand and showed you exactly how much to press him, so you focused on working your hips until he squirmed under you, his whole body trembling and his face getting red. He finally tapped your hand three times and you let go. He loudly gasped for air, mixed with moans as he came inside you.

You got off of him and collapsed by his side, gently massaging his chest as it rose up and down fast.

“Fuck, y/n.” he said, voice a little hoarse.

“Breath slowly, Changgu” you whispered

Even though you two just fucked each other senseless, this small moment of aftercare felt the most intimate. You just watched him look up at the ceiling, controlling his breathing until it was steady enough to be considered normal. You unconsciously brushed a few strands of hair away from his face as he watched you with big eyes.

Suddenly your heart skipped a beat. You were getting into a dangerous zone. You definitely didn’t want to bring back all those feelings from the past like that, and you felt the urge to run away.

“I’ve got to go” You simply said, getting up quickly and trying to collect your clothes.

Changgu didn’t say a word, just watched you with a confused look.

You dressed up with your skirt and bra, but when you went for your blouse you suddenly remembered that it was currently missing all the buttons.

“Erm… Can you borrow me a shirt? You kinda ruined mine and I wouldn’t like to flash my boobs for the whole campus to see”

Changgu reached for the one on the floor by his side, the one he was previously wearing, and tossed to you silently. You hesitated, to wear something smelling like him rather than plain laundry detergent, but found it might sound weird to ask for another.

You put it on, and even though he is muscular it fitted you well since your Alpha body is bigger than most girls. He got up and put on his pants quickly.

“Let me drive you”

“No, it’s okay,” you stopped him. “I’ll take a walk, it's a short one.”

You left without looking back. You tried to find Wooseok to say goodbye on your way out, but the house seemed empty, so you just followed your path.

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You got home and showered, getting yourself clean from the messy afternoon, and slipped into comfy pajamas. You relive your entire day on your mind, trying to organize your thoughts with so much information. You had an amazing sex with Kino, then with Changgu. Changgu, your best friend who has ignored you so far, fucked you until you both couldn’t take it anymore. Then it hit you: did he really meant to apologize? Or did he just play you into getting what he wanted from you? Could he be that selfish? The Changgu you knew, your Changgu, wouldn’t. But is he still the same? You highly doubted, so at this point, you didn’t know what to think anymore.

You started to feel used and played. All these years you spent hating on Changgu for just abandoning couldn’t simply be forgotten because of a one-night stand heat sex. It just didn’t change anything. You felt like you fell on a trap. A very well-arranged trap.

You roamed your fingers over the keyboard of your phone, considering to text Wooseok to ask if he knew something about where Changgu was about you, but easily brushed it off. You felt like a high schooler again, confused and upset for being left behind by her best friend. A few stubborn tears rolled out of your eyes.

You curled up into a ball under your blanket, hugging the pillow and just allowing yourself to feel everything. All of the memories of your teenage years by his side suddenly flooded your head, the nights spent awake on the phone or playing random online games, the partying, the lunches at school, the plans for the future. Reality’s contrast was too harsh.

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it’s been a long day

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There were only five minutes left of class. Five segments of sixty seconds. Just three hundred seconds until you could leave. Every time you looked to the clock, time slowed down a little, but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. Your lecturer was droning on about something or other, and you knew you should be listening. But there was a heavy fog afflicting your brain, which had accumulated over the day. You truly didn’t have it in you to focus any more; you had taken in so much information throughout so many classes, your mind was exhausted. But now, with - you glanced to the clock - four minutes and fourty-five seconds left of your last class of the day, the end was in sight and you had almost made it to the end.

Your thoughts flitted from one thing to another, like a bee between flowers. Your warm, soft bed; the takeout you were planning to order that night; your boyfriend, Hyunggu, who had promised to meet you after class. You smiled to yourself. You couldn’t wait to see him. Just the thought of his kind eyes and loving embrace made you feel warm and happy inside. 

When your lecturer spoke the ever-so-welcome words, “See you all next week,” you hurriedly packed your laptop into your bag, and left the hall. The outdoors’ cool air hit you with force, and you shivered on its impact. You felt a little warmer, though, when you spotted Hyunggu waiting for you. He looked delightfully adorable, as always. You rushed towards him, and he spotted you with a grin. There were two cups in his hands; presumably one was for you.

“Hey, love,” he said, and greeted you with a kiss on the cheek. “I got your favourite.” You eagerly took the cup from his hands and took a sip, humming in contentment as the warm drink passed your lips. 

“How was your day?” Hyunggu asked, as the pair of you began the ten-minute walk to your shared apartment. 

“Long,” you told him with a pout, interlocking your fingers with his and grasping his hand tightly. 

He frowned sympathetically in response, before taking a sip of his own drink.  He released your hand for a moment, and you watched as he pushed his dark hair off of his forehead. It was an attractive action, but nonetheless you whined at the feeling of your empty hand, and clasped it readily when he returned it to his side. Hyunggu raised an eyebrow in concern, but squeezed your hand back as a gesture of affection.

You gazed over at your boyfriend, completely unable to hold back your smile. Your heart swelled. After being in his company for such a short time, hearing his voice and feeling his skin make contact with yours, you already felt so much better. Your mind was still weary, and you couldn’t wait to get home and put on your pyjamas, but you definitely felt lighter. 

Once you reached the comfort and privacy of your home, you put down your now-empty cup and threw your arms around Hyunggu, launching yourself into a tight hug. You had caught your boyfriend by surprise, but he returned the hug anyway, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Woah, hey,” Hyunggu spoke gently. “Let’s take off our coats and shoes and then we can cuddle, yeah?”

You reluctantly complied, separating from him with an unwilling groan. While Hyunggu removed his shoes and placed them neatly in their rightful place, and delicately took off his coat, you tore off your outdoor attire with reckless abandon. You were desperate for some healing cuddles from your boyfriend, and you wanted no time wasted. 

You took Hyunggu’s hand once again, and tugged him through to the living room; he giggled at your impatience, and took a seat on the sofa. You placed a leg on either side of him, straddling hips lap and assuming your position in your favourite seat. You threw your arms around his neck and let yourself relax against him, letting your head fall into the crook between his neck and shoulder. He rubbed your back gently, in a slow and soothing manner. You hummed in contentment.

The two of you stayed in this arrangement for a while, enjoying the comfort and warmth from each other’s bodies. The complete relaxation you were feeling almost lulled you to sleep, but you were brought back to attention when Hyunggu spoke. “You’re so clingy today. Are you okay?”

You nodded into his neck. “It’s just been a long day. I’m tired.”

“Ah,” Hyunggu said in understanding. “It’s okay, love. We can have a quiet night in now,”

"Yeah,” you mumbled in agreement.

“We can watch some nice movies,” he suggested. “Order a pizza, maybe run a bath. And we can have an early night.”

“That sounds so perfect, I could cry,” you sighed, making Hyunggu chuckle.

“Don’t cry, babe, it’s okay. You’re home with me now.” 

You hugged your boyfriend a little tighter. He was right; whenever you were with him, you were home.

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Soulmate!Kino Au

This is part of a Soulmate!Pentagon series that was requested by an anon: Soulmate!Hongseok / Soulmate!Shinwon / Soulmate!Yeo One / Soulmate!Jinho / Soulmate!Hui / Soulmate!Yanan / Soulmate!Yuto / Soulmate!Wooseok

Warnings: mentions of food

Pairing: Kino x reader

Summary: All of the songs your soulmate loves appear in your phone in a playlist titled ‘soulmate’ and it starts playing when you meet them.

Song Recommendation to listen to while reading: Kino’s soundcloud :) here

[a/n]: just in case someone doesn’t know: a coffeehouse is a very chill, local environment where performances of all kind - singing, poetry, etc. - happen. It doesn’t have to be in a coffee shop, but in my au, that’s where it happens :)

When you got your first phone in high school, the first thing you did was go to the music app to see your soulmate’s playlist. It was there, and when you found it, you sighed in relief.

Everyone’s phone had a soulmate playlist, full of their soulmate’s favourite songs. It was updated every week, and you had heard that when you meet your soulmate, the playlist would randomly start playing.

Opening it, you found it was already full of a diverse range of songs. You listened to each of them carefully and became interested in how good all of the songs were. Each of them different, with their own style, but so good.

From that day on, you checked your soulmate’s playlist everyday. Some of the songs stayed in there forever, while others came and went. You were able to quickly find out which songs your soulmate loved the most. He seemed to enjoy a lot of Hip Hop and RnB.

You listened to his playlist so much that your playlist in his phone must have been full of his own songs, but you didn’t care. You enjoyed your soulmate’s taste in music so much, you couldn’t help it. 

You don’t remember when, but a lot of ‘untitled’ songs started showing up in the playlist. There was no artist name or no album name. The songs sounded really good though. They all seemed to be sung by the same person; you had started recognizing their voice.

The ‘untitled’ artist had an adlib that always appeared somewhere in their song. It sounded something like ‘Knnovation.’ You thought it was really cool and were always on the look out for whoever this ‘Knnovation’ person was.

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In university, you often attended coffeehouses and other local performances  to unwind while enjoying some new music. Some of your friends would scope out new talent with you, so you would always tell each other when you heard about a new performance happening. It was almost like a competition to be the first one to let your friends know.

One morning while you were in class, you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket and quickly checked it. 

“Hey! There’s a coffeehouse tonight at the local coffee shop - you know the one. 7pm!!”

It was one of your friends in the groupchat. You smiled while sending a response that you were going to be there for sure. It was going to be the highlight of your day - a great end after many long hours of classes.

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You and your friends were there before 7 so you could have some time to catch up with one another. Each of you sat around a table in the rustic coffee shop with a drink between your hands. A lot of laughs echoed from your corner of the coffee shop, and the barista smiled while wiping down a counter to your left.

More and more people started to roll in, filling the seats and lining up for a drink or a bite to eat. The stage in the back of the coffee shop was still empty and dimly lit, waiting for someone to perform on it.

The place was so packed that people were standing by the doors and sitting on the ground in front of the stage, since the stage was quite short. 

Once 7pm finally rolled around, the first performers pulled back the curtain behind the stage and stepped up. They were a band of four, performing a lot of acoustic and calm songs. You swayed your body to the beat, enjoying their sound.

After a couple of other performers, a boy stepped up who looked like another university student, just like yourself. He was wearing navy blue jeans, white converse and a graphic T-shirt. He walked up with a serious expression, and you guessed he was nervous. In front of the keyboard piano he adjusted the mic in front of him before looking at the audience under his baseball cap with a small smile.

“Hello everyone. I’m Kino and I’m going to perform some of my own songs today. I hope you enjoy,” he said. He kept his introduction short, and you appreciated that. He’s letting the music do the talking, you thought.

He started to sing, and you thought the song sounded familiar. The soft piano melody and his voice gave you deja vu. You brushed it off, thinking it was probably your exhaustion from the long day starting to show.

When his first song ended, a lot of people clapped while standing up. He also stood up for his next song, saying that he would be dancing. He pulled the black cap he was wearing further down to hide his eyes and stood with his back facing the audience, head tilted to the left.

As soon as the song started to play through the speakers, you knew it sounded familiar to you again. it was ‘LONELY’ by the ‘Knnovation’ person. This song was also in your soulmate’s playlist and one of your favourites.

You realized something. If Kino was performing his own songs, and this was LONELY by Knnovation... Kino was Knnovation! His voice, this was his music, it was all him. Your soulmate liked listening to this ‘Knnovation’ person and you had finally found him! You knew you had to approach him when the coffeehouse was over. You had so many questions...

The boy’s dance was so fluid and matched his own music so well that other people started to dance too. His dance was infectious, you couldn’t just sit and watch.

His facial expressions were so serious and full of passion, it was as if he was one with song. You were hypnotized just staring at him...

Until your friend sitting to your right got up and tried her best to dance and you started laughing.

“Come, come dance with me!” she said, pulling your arm. You could never say no to her. You got up and tried your best to feel the beat of the music, and when you looked up towards the stage, you noticed the dancing boy, who had a serious expression while performing, was looking in your direction and actually smiling. His smile was so soft that you wondered if he could make flowers bloom by just looking at them.

You nudged your friend. “Oooh look, he’s looking at you!” But she nudged you back and told you that his eyes were definitely on your moves only, and she was right. When she went to sit down, Kino was still smiling at you while he danced. It made you feel shy so you went to sit down, but Kino gave you a thumbs up as if you tell you that you had danced well.

When the outro of his song played, you heard the telltale ‘Knnovation’ adlib and confirmed all of your suspicions. He gave the audience a deep bow before walking off.

A lot of people left when the coffeehouse was over, including your friends, who were all dragging you by the sleeve to leave.

“Wait, I want to talk to Kino,” you told them. They all left to go home; the only person who stayed with you was your friend who dragged you up to dance when Kino was performing. She was smirking at you the entire time as you walked up to the stage where Hyunggu was, organizing his things. 

Before you had walked off to talk to him, she had whispered something in your ear. “I can feel something between the two of you.”

You cleared your throat when you approached him, making your presence known. As he looked up with a gentle smile, you started to speak: “Hey, I loved your performance-” But then your phone started blasting music out of nowhere. You recognized the song, it was ‘LONELY’ by the boy who was right in front of you. He had just performed this song and you were so embarrassed. You reached into your phone to turn it off until you realized what was happening.

He was also reaching for his phone from his back pocket. His phone was also blasting music. It happened to be one of your favourite songs... You unlocked your phone and confirmed what you had guessed. Kino’s song was playing out of your soulmate playlist, and a message had popped up on your phone saying ‘Congratulations! You have found your soulmate!’

After the two of you stopped the music blasting from your phones, you turned to Kino, whose face was a little red. You both laughed a little before Kino started speaking.

“I’m so sorry but I guess this means that we’re...” he trailed off.

“Soulmates,” you finished for him, and only then did you realize that your soulmate didn’t listen to Kino’s songs, but Kino was your soulmate. He produced his own songs which was why they appeared in your soulmate playlist as untitled.

Kino reached out a hand for you to shake while smiling warmly. “I’m Hyunggu. It’s so nice to finally meet you, I have so much to talk about with you.”

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→ stargazing.

pairing; yuto x kino

word count; 2.6K

attempted to grow immersed, however bothered and overwhelmed with the ideas flooding his mind. hyunggu had no vision on what to write for a song he plans on composing. should it be a love story? a break up song? or maybe about his passion? perhaps a message to someone? he twirled the cap of his black energel, tapping it continuously on the desk before biting the end of it out of frustration. he sighed deeply, not wanting to give up so soon. giving up and surrendering early just was not his nature, the boy grew up with a trait that depicts determination is the root to success. no matter how difficult it is, and how desperately he wanted to stop, he did not. he pulled his legs and wriggled in tiny movements so he could fit his small body on the chair.

it had been almost two hours, but there was scarcely anything written on the grey paper. he closed the pen and tossed it on the desk, not caring that the stationery almost rolled off. he rubbed his hands against each other with a designated amount of friction, warming up his palms prior rubbing the soreness of his eyes away. he was tired, glancing at his small clock only to be notified that it was not even 10pm. being the night owl he is, calling the day off at the said time was something unideal, knowing for a true fact he would only waste his time staring at the blank ceiling waiting to drift off. he sat quietly, his fingers fidget in ways he usually would when he grows anxious, why was such feeling growing so strangely this night? hyunggu brushed the thought off.

the glow of his desk lamp started to flicker, he had been keeping it on for almost five days. the college boy had no steady job. he was fired multiple times, and some convenience stores do not even acknowledge his trials to work as a cashier. it had surpassed that amount of attempts where he had already given up in finding a job. he decided to choose the route he knew he was greatest in, music and dancing. frequent nights he would go around town, enjoying the set of being the centre of the crowd. he would always bring his secondhand tango speaker and the microphone it came with and sang. from stevie wonder, all the way to his own songs, hyunggu enjoyed seeing people enjoy seeing him.

on every other day, where his voice cracked and his throat is sore, he plays music from his phone, connecting it to the speaker and let the music take him away like a kiss from the wind. splendidly absorbed into the music, he often never realizes the small amount of money people had inserted in his cap he left on the ground. soon, it became his source of income. late nights he would go around and sell his music, knnovation was his pen name. although he did not earn much, but it was more than working as just a cashier. people wanted more of him, people were willing enough to give him rolls of hundreds for him to sing them the songs they wanted.

hyunggu stayed in an apartment most students call a box room, tiny and small, not even a cupboard is ideal to be fit in such room. lucky for him, he only had a couple of shirts and two pairs of jeans, a jacket and that is all there is to it. he need not have to waste any capacity for his clothes, as he can just roll them up and put them beside his pillow. the desk in his room was rather small, but he is not really a person who takes up much space either. tiny, he always keeps his area as little as possible. he plunged his head on his desk, being gentle enough not to hurt his head and cause a concussion. the bridge of his nose ached as he rolled his face on the flat surface. but he truly could not show any care, he was exceedingly frustrated. sighing became something so frequent that night, he did not even realize it how many times he had done so. if he earned money with every puff of air he let out, the possibility of him being as rich as jk rowling is splendidly reachable.

a small chime of his phone shot him up, he was surprised to see the screen of his phone light up. he was not a person who has friends, to be frank, he had no friends at all; excluding the old man across the street who always gives him apples before he goes to class, and a few people he knew faces but never names. his mutuals were just a handful, but there was this one person that always brings his heart to a race. charming in a different culture, beautiful in a different language. such person was so captivating, and hyunggu’s breath was taken away when the latter asked to rap in one of his busking performances. adachi yuto.

yuto would come by hyunggu’s spot every other day when he had no night classes. the first time he came, he was enthralled but the honey-like voice the latter owned. having to live in a country that does not speak his native language, the boy has luck on his sleeve when he knew hyunggu could speak basic japanese. small words developed to simple sentences, soon yuto was able to speak fluent korean, communicating with hyunggu was no longer a trouble, and as rushed as it seemed, they managed to get each other’s numbers. it was spontaneous, and none of the two knew that the both of them had little hearts beside their contact names.

a gentle gust of euphoria went through hyunggu when he saw the picture of him and yuto as his lock screen. feeling his irregular heartbeats, he was stunned to see the name of the person that sent him a message. it was in fact, the boy of his dreams.

“hey, studying?”

hyunggu bit his lip as he knew that that was what he was supposed to do. his fingers ghosted over his keypad, contemplating whether he should say yes, or tell the other the truth. “something better, composing.”

“bummer, am i bothering?”

although yuto could not see, hyunggu shook his head with power. he was never a bother, never ever in a million years. “not really, i was taking a break. what’s up?”

“i miss the sky..” hyunggu smiled at how he could imagine the japanese say such thing.

“...and you.”

and barely two seconds later, yuto called him. hyunggu hesitated to pick up the phone, his heart was racing so fast, his lips started to quiver. he did not want to appear timorous, and he also did not want to worry his friend. after the fifth ring, he picked the  call up. “h-hello?” hyunggu did not realize his voice stammered, not until yuto gave him a soft chuckle.

“i am outside your apartment, and i have some cheesecake,” yuto spoke, his voice as gentle as the breeze.

“isn’t it too late for desserts?” the latter laughed.

“there was never a time limit for sweets. do you care to join?”

after a moderate pause, hyunggu sang a sweet yes. supporting his phone against his ear using his shoulder, the boy slipped into his jacket and put on his shoes. he jogged in small steps down the stairs, giggling when yuto said he was too excited. when hyunggu saw the smile of his friend, the world seemed to spin distinctively.

his little steps became shorter and faster, delighted to see the other. they stood in front of each other, yuto had to tilt his head a little downward, since the complemented height difference existed. he held his right hand out, having to hold the paper bag with cheesecakes in the left. hyunggu yearned such affection for so long, for months, but since the other came into his life, he never was touch-deprived any much longer. wrapping his arm entirely around yuto’s arm, hyunggu clinged onto him like a baby koala.

“i do not know places here as well as i want to be, and you know that,” yuto sighed, followed by a mellow laughter. the latter nodded, resumed to suggest the places he usually goes to when he needs a little bonding with nature. “do you want it near the river, or under a tree?”

“under a tree. i want to lay down and enjoy the sky.”

the journey was not far, ten minutes and they had reached their destination. but since they were together, the journey took a toll of nearly half an hour, all filled with hugs and laughter. when they reached the tree that hyunggu described as small but merely flexible, yuto stretched a blanket he brought just in case hyunggu got cold that night.

they sat and enjoyed their cheesecake. yuto bought a total of five different flavours, strawberry, mango, chocolate, matcha, and the original one. they took small bites of each, smudging the cream on each other and laughing in light voices. half way through them all, hyunggu suggested they should eat it a little later, he knew it was going to be a long night.

yuto laid on his back as hyunggu packed the desserts back in their boxes. “why did you not go stargazing with anyone else?”, hyunggu asked, looking at the japanese who was immersed in the layers of the sky. “perhaps wooseok.. maybe jinho?”

hyunggu waited for an answer, but received nothing. he should not have asked, he should have just wanted for yuto to speak up himself. maybe they had a misunderstanding, maybe his friends were having some kind of problem. hyunggu had his thoughts race faster that his heartbeat, he felt like crashing the more yuto dodged his question away. why is this guy not answering? he bit his lip in a gush of nerves.

hyunggu pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around, keeping himself small in attempt to calm down his thoughts. yuto is deeply into the beauteous scenery that hovered the earth like a blanket. hyunggu hated to break his bubble of thoughts, so he just sat and stare at his friend.

the nagano boy had long hair, frizzy and unorganized, making he seem shabbier than he ought to be on a daily. he wore a black sweater, tightly hugging his firm figure. yuto had always have a strong chest, rising in a timely pace that seemed so relaxing to hyunggu. his face was structural, skin tan and clear that seemed to mirror the moonlight with ease. a small nose, aligned gorgeously with his thin lips, so soft and pink. yuto had the eyes of a sea, reflective and clear. the layers of galaxies above seemed to mean so much to him, that it has been a long time yet hyunggu still received no answer.

so immensely beautiful, hyunggu admired yuto’s beauty. he ended up not realizing he received a response.

“hyunggu, did you hear me?” yuto tilted his head to look at his friend, eyes filled with concern. “y-yes..” he lied. “truthfully, no.”

yuto laughed. “wooseok is a nuthead, and i do not want to get so deep in the depths of life with jinho,” he joked. “you are just as beautiful as the moon, perhaps more. i came to you, because although i said i missed the sky, seeing you could make up for it.”

a slight blush crept across hyunggu’s cheeks, he did not mean to react so strangely. the two stayed for an amount of time, hyunggu did not want to lay down. the view he had from where he sat was faultless, and he did not want to miss even a second of what he was seeing. yuto’s long eyelashes fluttered his eyelids shut, opening them merely a second later. even the sight was so tauntingly beautiful, hyunggu’s heartbeat pumped so fast he was in a state of combustion.

how the stars reflect to his eyes was undeniably gorgeous, the way he looked up with so much adoration for the sky was so captivating. the slight pursed of his lips, moving his jaw and the muscles on his face tightened and softened. each mannerism made by the other was indescribable, even the stars do not stand a chance against his allure.

he nervously chuckled, stretching his legs and falling beside yuto after a certain amount of time. they were inches away from each other, yet hyunggu yearned to be closer, to have his head against the other’s chest. hyunggu was feeling too much he could not calm himself down. “but we are stargazing right now,” he knew he made no point.

“it’s a win-win situation for me. i got both,” yuto answered.

hyunggu looked to his right, where his friend had both his arms supporting his head. yuto was comfortable, and hyunggu was spartan.

why does such person treat him with so much care? is it because yuto sympathizes the fact that he does not have any friends? maybe he is just bored, wanting to use hyunggu as a sense to get rid of his boredom. he shook his head gently, as if doing so could loosen up his tensed thoughts. “why are your eyebrows knitted? you seem to be overthinking,” yuto pooh-poohed. he retracted his left arm from under his head, laying it down slightly above hyunggu’s head. “lay on me.”

although hyunggu was reluctant, he writhed his body upwards to lay on the other’s firm bicep. “what were you thinking?” yuto asked, and was responded by a shrug.

“adachi yuto,” hyunggu called. yuto hummed. “why do you spoil me?”

he was not answered, and to be beyond expectations, he managed to swerve away from his insecure self. he darted more questions, “why do you treat me so nicely?”.

“why do you take me out, why do you hold me like this?” his questions were never-ending, and yuto tittered. “yuto, tell me honestly..” he trailed.

“do i like you?” yuto interrupted, and hyunggu was slightly taken aback but nodded in a tenuous way. “you know how the stars flicker in the subtle chinks of the clouds, and how the moon radiates a scrupulous glow to light up the night?” yuto’s voice slowly dwindled. “that is how beautiful you are to me,” he added. “the thought of having you around me is as tremendous as if i get to engulf myself in the cold breeze. you are soft, and gentle. you are a feather to me.”

hyunggu was hypnotized with the beauty of how yuto could speak. his language improved so much since the last time they saw each other, which was merely in an approximate of two weeks before. “what do you mean?”

yuto knew hyunggu understood not even a fraction of what he meant, but he quietly laughed it away. “hyunggu, i like you. why would i not?”

before hyunggu could ask any further questions, yuto’s gentle fingers danced to his shoulder, grasping it ever so sweetly and pulling him in for a close embrace. the delicate movement of the boy made hyunggu feel safe, and under the ethereal sky, the two boys shared a benign kiss.

with a pause after the affectionate gesture, hyunggu laid still. yuto’s eyes roamed in search for hyunggu’s orbs, receiving a gradual blush by the younger. “what was that for?”

yuto hummed, “maybe some inspiration for your new song.”

hyunggu snorted, moving his cold hands to dance across yuto’s firm complexion. he rested his palms in place with yuto’s cheeks, tenderly pulling him down for another gentle peck on the lips and nose. “i am glad our feelings are mutual,” he said, voice barely above a whisper.

[sf9pentascenarios]

[Pentagon] The Best Gift

Member: Kino | Kang Hyunggu

Genre: Fluff

Words: 2.8k 

Author: Jessie

Notes: It’s kinda long, I know, but I hope you enjoy! I tried to keep it nice and light. ^^

It feels so good to finally be out of class for the day. It was your longest and hardest class of the week, but you barely paid it any attention. Tonight, you are meeting your friends for a movie night for your birthday, but like always, on your way home, you would stop by the dorms to check up on some of your best buddies.

It’s a long story about how you became friends with Pentagon, but it all started by going to school and hanging out with Wooseok after class. You never thought of him in THAT sort of way… he’s just always been a close friend. Almost like a brother. Then he introduced you to the other members and the rest is history, as they say.

Now, it is just part of your everyday ritual to pop in and check on them on your way past. They rarely ever needed anything from you, but occasionally they need a referee when things get hectic, or an “outsiders” opinion on something. Not that you were a true “outsider”, you knew just about everything there is to know about them, but just the fact that you didn’t live there too was enough for them to consider you one.

Their down isn’t far out of your way either. It’s almost a midway point between your school and home. Although, any of the above could be considered your home. You spend just as much time at school or their dorms as you do at home, if not more.

Today is no different. Or at least that’s what you thought.

Just as you were about to turn the corner to head down the last stretch of road to dorm A, you hear someone call your name. It takes a minute before you recognize the voice, but there is no mistaking it. Ahead of you, walking straight towards you, is Pentagon’s two tallest makanes.

“Right on time,” Wooseok says, hooking his arm around your shoulders, turning you around mid-step, not even bothering to slow his already swift pace. “We have a job for you.”

As he drags you away, your hands claw at his arm, searching for at least some air to breathe, looking to Yuto for help. He offers nothing but a shrug, mouthing a soft “sorry”. “Wookseok, what are you doing?!” you manage to spit, becoming irritated with your tall friend.

Once he finally looks down and realizes that he has you by the neck instead, he lets go, letting his large hand fall over your shoulder. “Sorry about that,” he chuckles a bit with his apology, leaving you to question whether he was truly sorry or not. But he continues, “We’ve gotta hurry.” He sounds rushed, but the look that he throws the other deep voiced rapper tells you that something is up.

You glance back and forth between the two. Stone faced Yuto, not giving you any clues. However, Wooseok struggles to fight back a smirk, and you know he’s up to something. He is terrible at keeping things from you, and you know exactly how to read his clues after all of these years.

“Seokie, what are you doing?” you question him, trying to poke at his side as you still struggle to keep up with his long strides. “Where are we going? I was coming to check on you guys.”

“I know,” he responds; side glancing at Yuto once again. “I- I mean, WE, have to run to the store to pick up something,” his words come out in a mess, not like the normally smooth talking rapper.

“Then why can't you get it and meet me there? Why do I have to come too?” You question him, becoming more and more irritated as he drags you along.

“Um…” Wooseok mumbles, his brow furrowing as he looks to his Japanese friend for assistance. Yuto, in response, merely shakes his head, casting a glance down towards you. Your giant captor continues,  “We just need your opinion on what to get.”

“Such as?” You grunt.  

“Oh, just come on,” and with that, he pulls you along a little faster. He says nothing more, but neither do you, resigned to your fate accompanying these two towers.

Roughly two blocks away from where they caught you, Wooseok steers you into a small bakery and you are hit by a wall of sweet smelling pastries. The pastel colored walls are lined with glass cases filled with beautiful cakes and towers of cookies. Your eyes don't know what to focus on first.

“We need to get cookies,” Yuto’s voice cuts through your amazement, “But we don't know what kind to get.” He leans closer to one of the cases, looking over the bright stacks of macarons.

“That’s why we need your help,” Wooseok adds. You feel the weight of his hand finally lift from your shoulder, only to come clapping down on the middle of your back, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to send you flying forward.

You manage to catch your balance before falling into the case in front of you, but you shoot Wooseok an evil glare before turning your attention to the sprawl of cakes before you. Everything looks so good, it's definitely going to be a challenge deciding on what to get.  

After several minutes of mulling over the selection, the three of you decide on an assortment of colorful macarons and some chocolate dipped butter cookies. The bakery staff member packages the cookies in three delightful pink boxes and stacks them in Wooseok’s arms, while Yuto pays for the haul with another worker.

You bid the bakery farewell as you hold the door for the two boys, much to Yuto’s displeasure, he was trying to get to the door first, and the three of you start your journey back to the Pentagon dorms.

Compared to the pace that the taller maknae set on the way to the bakery, the speed now was like a slow crawl. He was definitely taking his good old time walking back, taking nearly 20 minutes to walk just over 4 blocks. How he managed to stretch the walk out so long, was beyond you, but you were relieved when the first dorm came into view.

“Finally,” you sighed, quickening your pace to pull ahead of the other two. Yuto quickly tries to keep up with you, and you take that as a challenge. The final stretch to the dorms becomes an all out race, Yuto's long strides easily carrying him to victory. And to celebrate, he blocks the doorway, catching you in his arms and turning you to face back towards Wooseok, who was trailing far behind. “I think we should wait for the pack mule,” he whispers close to your ear, his voice so deep and almost nonexistent that you barely even heard it yourself.  

You couldn't help but laugh at his teasing of his youngest group mate, watching Wooseok as he carried these 3 pretty pink boxes filled with delicate cookies. Once he finally caught up to you, you pat Wooseok on the back, “Shall we?” You ask jokingly, ushering him through the door the Yuto held open.  

Wooseok just rolls his eyes at you before taking the lead, heading straight for the door leading to the shared dorm. As he steps up to the door, he shoots a quick look over your head to Yuto, who nods curtly in return.

“Can you get the door? My hands are… kind of full,” Wooseok asks, not looking directly at you, clearly trying to hide the smile playing on his lips.

“Sure, let me get that for you,” you respond sarcastically, mockingly grabbing the door like a gentleman opening the door for his lady. With a dramatic bow, you push the door open and motion into the open room, “After you, my dear.”

It's dark inside, all the lights off as if there is no one home, but you follow Wooseok in anyway, Yuto filing in behind you. “Where is everyone?” You ask as you pause to slip your shoes off, switching into an awaiting pair of slippers. “Are they at the other dorm?”

Neither Wooseok nor Yuto respond, they just continue to shuffle forward, after taking off their own shoes. You just follow behind Wooseok towards the kitchen, where he is assumingly taking the cookies, but as soon as you exit the foyer, all the lights turn on at once and…

“SURPRISE!!!” Comes a chorus of voices, each one distinct and beautiful as they break into the Happy Birthday song.

Shocked, you jump back into Yuto, heart beating against the inside of your chest. Your hand moves to grasp the front of your shirt as realization hits you. “Did you-?”

You push yourself away from Yuto and head back into the main living area for a better look, your cheeks catching fire as you see the balloons and birthday banners hanging from every wall. They planned a surprise party for you. Why didn't this cross your mind as you think back on how shady Wooseok was being earlier? Why didn't you think this was an option when you had to stop at the bakery for cookies??

“Guys…” you cover your cheeks with both hands and you finally step fully into the room and are swarmed by the 8 waiting members. “You didn't have to do this!”

“But it's your birthday!” Hongseok spoke first, coming in from your right side to drape his arm over your shoulders. “We wanted to do something special for you, since you're one of us.”

“Actually, it was Hyunggu’s idea,” Shinwon adds nonchalantly, poking his thumb out towards the smaller man next to him, who has taken to playfully hitting the speaker’s arm. “He planned everything.”

By the flushed look on Kino's face, this information must have been a secret between the guys. When you look at him and said thank you, Kino just about died of embarrassment as he quickly shook it off as nothing. You couldn't help but giggle at how adorable he looked before being pulled back into the huddle of other members.

“We made your favorite,” Jinho stated proudly, him and Hongseok both taking one of your hands and pulling you into the kitchen where the food was already made and set onto plates. Wooseok was already in the kitchen, finishing up his unloading of cookies onto a large platter.

Jinho motions for you to take the first plate, and you oblige. You take the plate closest to you and head back out to find a seat, taking a spot on the singular couch. There is a lot of commotion as each member returns to the living room with their plates and fills every open seat and a lot of the floor space. Wooseok is last, setting the platter of cookies down in the middle of the floor.

“We didn't get a cake for you,” he tells you as he flops himself down onto the floor, “But we let you pick out the cookies.” He smiles a bit, proud of his confession.

“That's ok,” you reply before taking another bite of food. After swallowing that delicious bite, you add, “I like cookies better anyway.”

“I know,” comes a soft voice, almost said under his breath. You are sure it was Hyunggu, who sits just on the other side of the couch, Shinwon the only person between you.  When you look over to confirm, he just looks down at his plate, a smile playing on his lips as he pushes some food around with his chopsticks. With a smile forming on your own face, you return to the food and listen in as the rest of the boys chatter about upcoming promotions.

Not long after, when everyone is done eating, Changgu and Yanan collect all the empty plates and take them back into the kitchen to be washed later. The cookies were almost all gone and some of the guys were setting up to play some games. As much as you wanted to stay and join them for the rest of this party, you still had previous plans with other friends.

“Thank you again. I'll catch you guys later, ok?” You yell back to them from the foyer, switching back into your shoes. After you hear them all yell back a cohesive “ok”, you pull the door open and set off down the hall towards the main entrance.

Barely halfway down the hall, you hear some footsteps running behind you.

“Wait up,” comes the voice just as you turn around to see Hyunggu jogging to catch up. “I'll walk with you,” he states, looking at the path in front of him nervously, as if he could trip at any moment, even though he was always amazingly graceful. His black hair falls into his eyes, shading parts of his face, but you could tell there was a soft blush to his cheeks.

“Thanks, but I'm sure I can make it to the theatre by myself,” you tell him, hoping that he would catch the lighter tone in your voice. He just continues to walk with you quietly until the both of you are outside.

He looks back over his shoulder, checking to see if anyone followed, but when the coast is clear, he shoves his hands in his pockets and speaks, “Actually, I wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh? Is everything alright?” You question him. Kino has always been friendly with you since you first met him, but he was never this shy.

“Yeah…” he trails off, looking at the lights above, night has fallen since you went into the dorms earlier. “I-... I'm sorry I didn't get you a gift,” he ends up saying after a few quiet steps.

“Ah, that's ok, Hyunggu. I don't need anything for my birthday.” Just the thought of him being sorry about that made you giggle. Why would he be so worried about that? “Did you really plan the party? That's enough of a gift for me,” you tell him, pushing his arm playfully like you would with Wooseok or Yuto, or any of the members for that matter.

He smiles and nods in return, “I did. I'm glad you liked it.” He stops and turns towards you,  finally raising his head to look you in the eye, making the eye contact that he so often would. Even softer than before, he continues, “But...there is something else that I want to do for your birthday.”

You turn to look back at him, his eyes sparkling as they stare back at you. “What else is there?”

He pulls his hands out of his pockets and takes your hands in his own. He says your name as a soft exhale of air before speaking, “I really like you. The way you brighten a room is beautiful. The way that you genuinely care about everyone awes me to no end. Each day I fall for you more.” He pauses, taking a deep breath. You can feels his hands shaking slightly as they grip onto yours a bit tighter before continuing, “And now, on your birthday, I want to give you my heart as a gift. Please accept it.” With that, he looks down at his hands, running his thumbs along the soft skin on the back of your hands.

Your heart skips a beat as his words hit you. This is the first time that someone has confessed to you. His words are so sweet. He is so sweet. And you suddenly realize that maybe you've liked him this whole time too.

“Hyunggu,” You start, leaning your head down to try to get his attention again, hoping to bring his eyes back to yours. It works. When his eyes are glued back on yours, you continue, “Thank you. For everything. I don't know what I did to gain your affection, but I will gratefully accept your heart.”

You can feel the heat rise in your cheeks, but the relieved smile that forms across his face is enough to put you at ease as well. He lets go of one hand, keeping his left hand wrapped tightly around yours and starts walking with you once again. As he looks up at the sky happily, he whispers a thank you.  

A smile so wide that it hurts your cheeks forms on your lips and you hold his hand with  both of yours. You quietly watch him as he examines the sky, walking at a slightly slower pace than him. You ask yourself why you never noticed his beauty like this before.  Why didn't you realize that he was this sweet?

As the two of you walk into the night together, you wonder what tomorrow will bring with him by your side. But, at the same time, you don't want this day to end because today was the best birthday ever.