#lattehyunjin writes

[lovingllix]

hiiii i’ve got a request if you’re free to do one ^^

could you write something about the reader being stressed and missing chan and constantly crying about it but not saying anything so they don’t come off needy? like they do normal things like watch tv or cook and it reminds them of him and how much they need his comfort because of how overwhelming and stressful life is being? if it’s okay could it have a happy ending? heheh

hey there! sorry it took so long, hope you enjoy!

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missing you // chan

chan has been swamped with work recently. between MV filming, recording and producing songs, and learning choreography, he rarely has a second to stop. he leaves early in the morning and comes home late, usually after you’ve fallen asleep. and you miss him. you haven’t had a full conversation with him in days. but you know once they’re done with initial promotions everything will be back to normal. 

chan left this morning at exactly 5:45, leaving a kiss on your forehead before heading out. he’ll be gone all day, just like always. it’ll be dark by the time he gets back. 

when you finally emerge from the pile of blankets covering your body, you stop to think about how long you’ll have to be without chan. three meals will be eaten alone, you’ll have to shower alone tonight (one of your favorite things to do is shower together), you’ll most likely fall asleep alone as well. you blink away the tears that begin to well up in your eyes, willing yourself to be strong at least until he comes home. 

the day passes slower than ever. you hardly touched your breakfast, and for lunch you made the mistake of making chan’s favorite food, only making you miss him more. when you turned on the tv to pass the time, the first show to come on was the one you always watch together. then the entertainment news had something on about their upcoming album. when you tried doing laundry, every piece of clothing had chan’s scent lingering, so you gave up on that pretty quickly. 

by this time it’s nearly time for dinner, but you have no appetite. one missed meal won’t hurt. before you start to wind down for the evening, you change into some comfier clothes: adidas leggings and one of chan’s long sleeved shirts. you pull the sleeves over your hands, bringing them to your nose to breathe in his scent that still lingers. 

before you know it, a tear slips down your cheek, followed by a dozen more. you slump down on the couch, burying your face in your hands. you’re not sure how much time passes before the door opens and chan’s footsteps echo through the room. he almost doesn’t notice you’re there, nearly walking straight past you into the bedroom. but then he hears you sniff. 

“baby?” 

 you straighten up your posture, wiping the tears from your cheeks. 

“hey, channie,” you choke out with a smile plastered across your face. 

“what’s going on, are you okay?” his eyes fill with concern as he drops his bag on the floor, kneeling down in front of you. it’s now that you catch a glimpse of his watch. 9:03. he’s home earlier than you thought he’d be. you shake your head, breaking down once again. chan takes your face in his hands, wiping away your tears with his thumb. of course, the tears just keep coming. 

“what’s wrong? please tell me, i can’t help you if i don’t know what’s bothering you, love.” chan’s voice is soft, his eyes flickering over your entire face. he can’t help but think you’re gorgeous even when you’re crying. 

“i miss you,” you whimper. when you finally look into his eyes, a small smile crosses his lips. 

“i’m here now, i missed you today too.” 

you shake your head again, letting yourself fall back against the couch. 

“no, you don’t get it, i miss you every single day. i miss you before you’re even gone. i miss you so much it hurts, chan. i’ve cried like four times today. i’m just so tired.” by this point, you’re hardly speaking coherently, but somehow chan still understands. 

he doesn’t speak for a few moments. his silence almost makes you think he’s upset with you. 

“why didn’t you say anything?”

you shrug, wiping the tears from your cheeks. 

“y/n, why didn’t you say anything?” his voice is sterner this time. and he never uses your name. you sigh, realizing you wouldn’t get out of this unless you tell him the truth. 

“i didn’t wanna seem needy and selfish. i know you’re busy with work and you love what you do so i didn’t want to take away from that by being clingy. i figured i could deal with it like i’ve done before but this time it’s just been so much harder being away from you. even when you do come home every night.” you mumble the last sentence, feeling stupid now that you’ve said the words out loud. 

chan takes a seat next to you on the sofa, pulling you into a tight hug. you can feel him sigh, bringing a hand up to stroke through your hair. 

“i need you to listen to me, okay?”

you nod. 

“don’t ever, ever think you’re bothering me when you miss me. if you need me to come home early to spend some time together, tell me. if you need me to take a break, tell me. hell, if you miss me, come see me. wherever i am: studio, practice room, i don’t care if i’m on live. you’re never a bother, love. it’s not selfish to want to spend time together, especially when i’ve been as absent as i have been lately. and i’m sorry for that. now how’s about we take a nice, warm shower and then we can cuddle for the rest of the night, hm?” 

the waterworks have started again. chan pulls you into his chest, your face nestled into the crook of his neck

“why are you crying, darling?” chan whispers, afraid he’s said something to upset you more. 

“i love you, chan.” your words are nearly inaudible. 

“oh, god, i thought i made you more upset. i love you too, baby. always. now how about those cuddles? forget the shower.” 

you stare up at him with a look of disbelief. 

“forget the shower? hell no. we’re taking a shower, then we can cuddle.” by now your tears are gone, your frown replaced by a small smile.

“what, do i smell that bad? jeez, babe, i thought you loved me.” chan shakes his head, dramatically standing to walk away. you catch his hand, pulling him back towards you. you stand, once again resting your head against his chest. he wraps his arms around your shoulders, rubbing circles on your back. he sighs deeply. 

“what’re you thinking about?” you ask, closing your eyes to listen to his voice. 

“oh, nothing. just you, us. how much i love you. now let’s go shower; i am kinda stinky.”

you slap his arm lightly. he doesn’t stink, he smells like chan. and chan smells good (to you, at least).

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after a long shower filled with giggles and kissing, you settle down on the couch once more. chan lies down first, and you find yourself perfectly fitted between his side and the back of the sofa. you can hear his heartbeat, feel the vibrations of his chest each time he speaks. he’s tracing shapes into your arm, occasionally pressing a kiss to your forehead. 

“hey,” he says softly. you look up at him, catching a glimpse of his coffee eyes.

“yeah?”

“please tell me when you feel neglected, okay? i hate seeing you like that. i need you to know that i’ll always be there for you when you need me. please don’t be afraid to ask me to come home. don’t be afraid to come see me. i love you, alright?” he looks you in the eyes as best he can from this angle, and his voice is stern. you nod against his chest.

“okay?” he says once more, wanting a verbal answer from you as well.

“okay.” 

at this, he pulls you even closer to his body, kissing the top of your head.

you’re not sure when you doze off, but chan takes the moment to admire your features. 

he truly can’t imagine life without you.

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the ending sucks so bad but i hope you like it!! i’m so sorry it took so long but maybe this will make up for it. 

[hyuckles-chuckles]

Adobe’s Monthly Recs (4)

Back from the grave to give y’all some recs, if you want first hand recs just follow me @adiba-willalways-read ! I’ve seen this from a part of January and from Febraury because I posted my third one in like the middle of Jan so have some stuff to read / look at!

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Writing

Multifandom; NCT, BLACKPINK, CHRISTIAN YU, RED VELVET and SEVENTEEN

Bury a Friend [Intro, Part 1: Automatic, Social Media Special, Part 2: The Seventh Sense] by @nctream / @bvryjene (Genre: thriller, mystery, romance, interactive story; Ongoing series) My favourite fic / social media!au I’m into right now

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Johnny Seo; NCT

The One With The Soulmates by @junglebooks-thighs (Genre: fluff; Ongoing series)

Mark Lee; NCT

The One With Study Room by junglebooks-thighs (Genre: fluff)

Lee Donghyuck; NCT

The One With The Balcony by junglebooks-thighs (Genre: fluff)

Pick Up Lines by @gayjoorene (Genre: fluff)

Sick by @rendream (Genre: fluff)

Sleepy by @masterninjacow (Genre: fluff)

Candy Jar by @chu-ni (Genre: fluff)

Miscalculated Assumptions by @yoondoze (Genre: fluff, angst)

If I Got You ft. Jung Jaehyun by @stnomin (Genre: angst, fluff)

Blurbs

Jung Jaehyun; NCT

[15:31] by @renminculture (Genre: fluff)

[12:53 am] by @lattehyunjin (Genre: fluff)

Kim Jungwoo; NCT

[10:28 AM] by nctream (Genre: fluff)

Mark Lee; NCT

[23:19] by renminculture (Genre: fluff)

Lee Jeno; NCT

[6:57PM] by @tyongu (Genre: fluff)

[22:06] by renminculture (Genre: fluff)

Lee Donghyuck; NCT

[09:24am] by @kpoptionate (Genre: fluff)

[10:17] by renminculture (Genre: fluff)

Park Jisung; NCT

[2:06 AM] by nctream (Genre: fluff)

[6:45 PM] by nctream (Genre: fluff)

Moodboards

Moon Taeil; NCT

Baby Blue by @nomin00

Nakamoto Yuta; NCT

Boyfriend by @yoneocity

Dong Sicheng; NCT

I Still Feel Everything When You Are Near by @xuiminssmile

Kim Jungwoo; NCT

Happy Birthday by @nctboards

Huang Renjun; NCT

Libra by nomin00

Na Jaemin; NCT

How Lovely Yellow Is by @planethyvck

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Choi Youngjae; GOT7

Ravenclaw by @markiepoohismysunshine

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Yoon Sanha; ASTRO

Purple by @softxhao

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Anyway, that’s it for February + a bit of January! Feel free to send me stuff to read (it can be yours or not) and I’ll make sure to give it a look!

[lovingllix]

m.list

fluff-🌻 angst-🥀 suggestive-🌺 crack i guess-🐸

my rules (please check them out before requesting!)

requests CLOSED temporarily (while i finish the remaining requests)

wip list

Stray Kids

bang chan [7:19pm] 🌻🥀 (tw; emetophobia, anxiety) studio motivation 🌻 [8:37pm] 🥀🌻 [8:26pm] 🌻 missing you 🌻🥀 [8:39pm]🥀🌻 [1:41pm] 🌻 (poly!readerxchanxfelix)

lee know/minho [3:26pm] 🌻 [4:37pm] 🥀 [10:34pm] 🌻🐸

hyunjin soft bf!hyunjin 🌻 bf!hyunjin 🌻 [12:46am] 🌻 [9:51pm] 🌻 (bff!hyunjin) [10:32am] 🌻 [1:34am] 🌻 [6:29am] 🌻 [9:03pm] 🌻🌺(if you squint) [11:13am] 🌻 [3:46pm] 🌻 [8:37pm] 🌻 [2:31pm] 🌻 [3:08pm] 🌻 [7:18am] 🌻 dance practice 🌻🐸 [3:12pm] skating date 🌻 stuck with u (quarantine!bf headcannon)🌻 no.24 (number prompts)🌻 no.5 (number prompts)🌻 can you tell i was hyunjin biased lmao

han/jisung soulmate!jisung 🌻 barista!jisung 🌻 bf!jisung 🌻🥀(tiny tiny angst) [10:53am] 🌻 [2:03am] 🌻

felix bf!lix 🌻🥀 lix blurb 🌻 [11:07pm] 🌻(bff!lix) [9:28pm] 🌻 [2:05pm] 🌻 you’re welcome 🌻🥀

seungmin [3:11pm] 🌻🥀

i.n/jeongin [3:28pm] equestrian!reader 🌻 [12:01am] 🌻 [4:30pm] 🌻 [1:24am] 🌻🥀

woojin [7:39pm] 🌻

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Day6

youngk/younghyun/brian [6:06pm] 🌻 [11:23pm] 🌻 [4:29pm] 🌻 [10:57pm] 🌻 [8:13pm] 🌻🌺 [8:07am] 🌻 [7:38pm] 🌻 [7:46am] 🌻

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NCT

renjun [4:38pm] 🌻 [2:50pm] 🌻

jeno [10:07am] 🌻

jaemin [11:50pm] 🌻 [11:01am] 🌻 [12:15am] 🌻 [9:30pm] 🌻

jisung [12:46am] 🌻

haechan [2:17pm] 🌻 [12:36pm] 🌻

ten [11:47pm] 🌻🥀(only slight angst) [4:52pm] 🌻 [3:27pm] 🌻

johnny [12:07am] 🌻

jungwoo [4:04pm] 🌻

jaehyun [12:53am] 🌻 

other 00 line’s drunk confessions 🌻

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other groups:

n/a

[lovingllix]

[7:19pm] chanxreader w/ anxiety

TW: anxiety, emetophobia, kinda angsty (sweet at the end, i promise)

you’ve been sat in front of your phone for about twenty minutes, trying to muster up the courage to call your doctor to make an appointment. you’ve struggled with phone anxiety for years, being unable to make phone calls for the most superficial things: doctor’s appointments, thank you’s to relatives, school related things, you name it. your boyfriend of course knows about this, but today he’s been in a mood and has gotten irritated with how hard it is for you to do something this simple. 

“baby, just call them. it’ll be okay, i promise,” chan urges. but he doesn’t understand that it isn’t that easy. you can’t just call them. 

“chan, no. i can’t do it, i’ve told you.”

he shakes his head, clearly annoyed. having him annoyed with you only adds to your anxiety.

“alright y/n. i’m gonna go take a shower, you’re gonna call the doctor’s office okay?” he starts towards the bathroom. 

“chan-“

“call them, y/n!”

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fifteen minutes pass and you still haven’t called. you have, however, cried so hard you feel sick. you bury your face in your hands, blocking out any light from making your nausea worse. 

“chan, open the door please!” you hang on the door, sniffling through tears, trying to keep yourself from being sick  right then.  no response.

“chan, please!” 

this time you hear the shower curtain slide across the bar and the door opens.

“did you-“ before chan can even finish his question you’re pushing past him, falling to your knees before the toilet. 

towel haphazardly wrapped around his waist, chan kneels beside you, holding your hair back with one hand and caressing your back with the other. 

the shower is still running, chan having not turned it off when he heard your pleas. you lean back against the edge of the bathtub, the now lukewarm water dripping ever so slightly onto your face and hair. 

chan takes a washcloth from the closet, wetting it with cold water before placing it gently onto your forehead. 

“i’m sorry, chan.” your eyes are closed, a tear rolling down your cheek, which chan quickly wipes away with his calloused thumb. 

“sorry for what, princess?” you’ve always loved when he calls you princess. it’s a rare occasion when he does, though. 

but you’re really not sure what you’re sorry for. 

“i don’t know, ruining your shower? not being able to make a call? puking in front of you?” 

chan chuckles, shaking his head and sitting beside you on the soft mat covering the tile floor. placing his arm over your shoulders, he pulls you closer, his damp skin cool against yours. 

“don’t apologize, love. i’m sorry for pushing you.” he presses a lingering kiss against your temple. “i’ll make your appointment, alright?” 

you nod against his shoulder, only just realizing he’s still wearing only a towel. your cheeks flush at the sight of his pale legs against the bright blue fabric of the towel. 

“stay here; i’ll be right back,” chan says softly, his voice almost a whisper. again you nod, this time leaning your head back against the bathtub. chan reaches over you to finally turn the water off before leaving the room. 

he returns only a few short minutes later, this time wearing soft sweatpants hanging low on his hips. he reaches out a hand to you which you graciously take, stumbling a bit as you stand. before chan can lead you to your bedroom, you pull away, leaning against the counter to brush your teeth. chan leans against the doorframe with a soft smile on his face, his eyes tracing your figure. he knows you can’t tell, but he feels terrible for pushing you to make that call. 

breaking him from his trance, you wrap your arms loosely around his waist, your cold fingers leaving goosebumps across his smooth skin. 

“why don’t you go get into some comfy clothes, lie down and have some water? i’m gonna go make your appointment and i’ll be there in just a few minutes.” he spins you around, lightly pushing you towards your bed. of course, you comply, changing into your comfiest pjs and snuggling into your covers. you try desperately to stay awake until chan comes to join you, but you find your eyes falling closed and just can’t seem to open them again. 

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[8:05pm]

chan makes the phone call with ease, pacing around the living room the way he always does. it's one of the many things you admire about him. when he’s done, he makes his way into your room to find you sleeping, your eyebrows furrowed and lips parted ever so slightly. your cheeks are still flushed and he can see the streaks of dried tears on your face from earlier. he doesn’t bother you though, afraid of waking you from your peaceful sleep. he slowly lifts the duvet enough for him to slide under, snuggling as close to you as possible. he feels you nuzzle into his neck, reaching an arm over his torso. 

it’s at this moment he realizes just how much he truly loves you. 

and he never, ever wants to leave. 

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[6:47am]

chan wakes up before you. you’ve turned away from him in your sleep, your hair now draped across the pillow, tickling chan’s neck. his arm is draped across your waist now, his fingers tracing figures into your skin. when you finally do wake up, you can feel chan’s eyes floating over your body, taking in the way the morning rays glow against your back. you turn over slowly, stretching your legs beneath the duvet, catching a glimpse of chan’s sleepy smile. 

“good morning, love.” chan’s voice is low and raspy.

“mmm, morning, channie.” 

“how’re you feeling?” he asks, snuggling closer to you. your face is pressed lightly against his chest and you can hear his steady heartbeat.

“better,” you start, “but i have one request.” 

chan hums in acknowledgement, “and what would that be?”

“call me princess more.” 

chan laughs, his heart rate quickening the slightest amount, and you can feel the vibrations in his chest against your cheek. 

“alright then, why don’t we get up and have some breakfast, princess?”  

[lovingllix]

Heyy. Hope you’re having a good day. Can I request stuck in quarantine with Hyunjin. Like cooking and cuddling, (nonsexual) showering together and movie nights?

made this one into a lil headcannon, hope that’s okay! so sorry it took so long as well 💕

* how cute is this gif of him okay sorry

* quarantine sucks obviously

* but being with hyunjin makes it so much better

* jype was kind enough to let their idols choose where they spend their quarantine, so obviously hyunjin chose you

* at first it was a lil awkward, basically living together but you adapted pretty quickly

* the first week went by really fast

* you had all these fun little activities planned bc hyunjin gets bored sooo easily

* but you went through those within that first week

* but who cares? you don’t need activities to have fun, right??

* on days where hyunjin has absolutely nothing to do, no practice or recording or anything, he just likes to cuddle

* he’s such a clingy baby, especially when he’s bored or sleepy

* his favorite place is in bed, of course, all tangled up in the sheets

* he likes to have you as close as possible, either lying on top of him or right next to him, nestled into his side

* on days when he has an early practice, he takes his time to say good morning, gives you about a million kisses, then reluctantly says goodbye

* he’s back a few hours later, all sweaty and a lil stinky (jk he pretty much always smells incredible)

* it’s actually his idea to shower together (big shocker there, huh)

* takes a few seconds to just run his eyes over your body, not in a sexual way at all, just admiring how beautiful you are

* funnily enough, your showers together don’t exactly save water like everyone says they will

* showering together takes so much longer than showering separately, simply because you just lose track of time lathering shampoo into hyunjin’s hair

* or just swaying together while the warm water runs over your bodies (sometimes making silly sounds)

* when you finally turn the water off and get out, the air is just so cold, all you wanna do is wrap up in one big towel and go cuddle some more

* sometimes you do

* but sometimes you’re both so hungry you head straight to the kitchen wrapped in your fluffy robes

* sometimes you cook a nice meal, but more often it’s just a bowl of instant noodles or pizza rolls

* movie nights are a big part of your quarantine

* but movie nights are a big part of your relationship in general, so not much changes there

* hyunjin chooses a movie while you make popcorn and get some other miscellaneous snacks

* hyunjin almost always falls asleep about halfway through the movie

* his head starts bobbing, trying his very best to stay awake but he just can’t

* these are some of your favorite moments with him

* when you can just admire his details

* his little tiny mole beneath his eye

* his full, naturally pink-tinted lips

* his beautiful long eyelashes

* the way his hair parts a little wonky towards the back

* the perfect slope of his nose

* his soft, steady breathing

* the way he sighs in his sleep, nuzzling closer into your neck or shoulder

* you never really know if you should wake him up to move to the bedroom or just let him rest

* most times you just let him sleep

* you have no idea what you’re gonna do once things go back to normal and you aren’t with him almost 24/7

* he literally only leaves for practice/recording

* or to get more clothes

* or to visit his parents every once and a while

* of course, spending this much time together comes with its quirks and not-so-great moments

* you’ve had your fair share of disagreements

* usually over insignificant things like him coming home later than he said he would

* or if you didn’t wash all the dishes after you said you would

* the biggest argument was when he didn’t come home until nearly 10pm (& he said he’d be home by 5)

* usually when you argue and it gets heated, one of you leaves and goes home

* but when you’re practically living together, you can’t just go home

* so you went to your bedroom and went to sleep (which made hyunjin even more upset bc you both promised never to go to bed angry with each other)

* when you woke up around 3am (from a very restless sleep), hyunjin was asleep sitting against the wall beside your door

* your heart pricked a bit, but you couldn’t bear to leave him like that, let alone go back to sleep without him beside you

* so you woke him up, you both apologized, and went right back to sleep holding each other as close as you could

* in conclusion hyunjin is the clingiest quarantine boyfriend ever

* showers together are a must

* movie nights also required

* cooking together usually ends in one of the food items being burnt

* but you love spending so much time with him, just him

* this shit is gonna suck once it’s over, though

[lovingllix]

Hi hello how about 24 with Hyunjin

24. Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.

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you stand at the edge of the stage, watching as the lights go dark. as the camera crew gives the all clear, hyunjin all but sprints to you, taking your face in his hands. he glances over your features for a brief second before crashing his lips against yours.

your surroundings become a blur, everyones words melting together as you take in hyunjin’s lips. he tastes like the cherry lip tint his makeup artists put on before the show, most of which has faded away. in the back of your mind you know you’re blocking the stage exit, feeling people push past you, but you don’t care.

your arms instinctively rest over hyunjin’s shoulders, your fingers tangling in his sweaty hair. his hands make their way towards the back of your head, pulling you even closer to his body. you can feel your cheeks heating up, and you know hyunjin feels it too. a slight smirk crosses his lips, his kisses becoming sloppy as he giggles at your blush.

“cute,” he whispers, pressing one last peck to your lips.

“shut up,” you push his shoulder lightly. “you did great tonight.”

“thanks, baby.”

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i am so so so so so so so so so sorry it has taken so long for me to do literally anything. i will have another one of these number prompts up tonight

[lovingllix]

[1:41pm] baking with bfs chan & felix

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you and chan are on the couch, your head resting on his shoulder as he scrolls through twitter. felix is rustling around in the kitchen, baking sheets clanging together as he’s decided he wants to bake more cookies.

“you alright in there, love?” you ask loudly, hearing him struggling.

he comes closer with a look of defeat on his face.

“chan hyung, can you help me? i cant find the vanilla flavoring.”

you lift your head, letting chan get up to help lix in the kitchen.

you’ve been dating the two boys for just over four months now, and you’ve loved every second of it.

chan left his phone on the arm of the sofa, so you (the loving partner that you are) decide to bless his camera roll with some selfies. you take a few silly ones first, then following with some cute ones. chan walks in when you take one, sneaking up behind you to press a kiss to your cheek. you take the photo at the perfect time, a bright smile across your face.

“chan, i’m hungry,” you whine, craving felix’s cookies.

“the cookies won’t be done for a while, but i’m sure lix would like some help. they’d probably get finished more quickly, too.” chan holds your hands as he speaks, pressing another kiss to your head when he finishes.

you hop up, almost skipping into the kitchen to see what felix needs help with. he has ingredients all over the counter and he’s already started putting the cookies on the baking sheet.

“hey, lixie,” you start, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your chin on his shoulder.

“need any help?”

he hums, thinking.

“could you start putting the ingredients back where they belong? i’m almost done with this then i can help with that, too.”

you begin putting everything back in the cabinets and refrigerator, finishing at the same time as felix. he carefully puts the cookies in the preheated oven and sets the timer. once he’s done, he waddles towards you, holding you as close to his chest as he possibly can.

the two of you stand there for a few moments, the silence making chan slightly suspicious. he slowly walks in, trying not to disturb you, taking in the sight of his two loves.

it becomes a y/n sandwich, though, when chan fits himself perfectly behind you, smushing you between himself and felix. you’re not sure how long the three of you have been standing like this, but your legs are starting to get tired. you start to wiggle out of their grasp, the boys catching the hint that you were done hugging there.

“couch? or bed?” chan asks, knowing you all have a while before the cookies are done. felix replies almost before chan even finishes his question.

“couch!”

the three of you make your way to the large sectional sofa, chan settling into the corner like he always does. you follow suit, nestling into his side and snuggling against his chest. felix stretches out across the sofa, resting his head on your lap. chan’s fingers card through the younger boy’s hair, felix closing his eyes. chan’s free hand runs up and down your arm as you take lix’s small, soft hands in yours. you trace each line on his palms, point out every little stray freckle on his hands, twist the rings on his fingers. poor felix tries his hardest to stay awake, but the combination of your hands holding his, chan’s hands in his hair, and chan’s humming lulls him to a light sleep. before you know it, your eyes are falling too.

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felix stirs beside you, waking you from your nap. he’s not quite awake yet, but his face is now nuzzled against your stomach, tickling you with every breath. your eyes widen as you remember the cookies in the oven.

“felix, the cookies!” you shake his shoulder lightly.

“felix, come on, the cookies are gonna be ruined.” this time he sits up, clearly disoriented. you repeat yourself one more

time, finally getting your point across.

chan’s not next to you anymore. that’s when you hear his voice from the kitchen. singing an old love song, he was putting the cookies into containers as he’d taken them out of the oven while you and felix were napping.

“chan, oh my god, i thought the cookies would be ruined! thank you, love,” felix breathes a sigh of relief as he enters the kitchen. you press your face against chan’s back and breathe in his scent. he somehow always smells like the beach. saltwater, sand, with a hint of coconut.

“of course, lix. i couldn’t let my loves go without their amazing cookies. honestly, i couldn’t let myself go without your cookies. i love them too much.”

chan turns around in your arms, bringing felix into the hug as well. he presses a kiss against felix’s cheek and your forehead, resting his head atop yours.

you’re both so comfy in his arms that you don’t realize when he sneaks a cookie from the container for himself.

-

i am so so so sorry it took so long!! i’m also sorry i lied like 3 times saying it would be up before now but i hope this makes up for it!

[lovingllix]

5 w Hyunjin

5. Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

—

you wait patiently at the gate for the boys to get off the plane. they’ve been gone for the past six weeks on tour, leaving you missing your boyfriend more than ever. it’s the longest you’ve been without seeing hyunjin and it’s taken a toll on you. trouble sleeping, nightmares, heightened anxiety, you name it. but it’s all about to end.

you glance at the display board showing departure and arrival times, scanning for their flight number.

248, 292, 243…247!

that’s it.

arrived at 11:02pm.

you check your watch: 11:10pm.

as you look up, you see the crowd forming at the door. that’s them.

instead of pushing through the crowd, you wait patiently for the boys to spot you. jeongin is the first to see you, tapping hyunjin quite aggressively on the shoulder.

as you finally lock eyes with hyunjin, he picks up his pace, almost jogging to meet you. when he reaches you, he drops his bag by your feet and takes you in the biggest hug he’s ever given you. picking you up by the waist, he buries his head in your neck, inhaling the scent of your perfume, feeling the warmth of your skin against his own.

of course, you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him as close as possible. as he sets you back on your feet, he pulls you in once more for a kiss. very unexpected for such a crowded place, if you’re being honest. but it doesn’t matter. he’s gonna keep kissing you until he can’t anymore.

his lips move against yours as if they were made for each other, his vanilla lip balm transferring onto your own lips. when he pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours, rubbing circles into your hips with his thumbs.

you swore you felt a tear slide down his face, but you don’t mention it.

when the rest of the boys finally reach the two of you, you find yourself again wrapped in a big hug.

you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[lovingllix]

Okay I have a chan request but this one is just like angst mainly or at first. So you’re in his studio because you brought food for him cuz he sometimes forgets and he’s just working and you try to convince him to take a break but he snaps at you and like some tears from you and he realises what he’s done and tries to stop you from leaving but you do anyways and yk fluff after. I know it’s a common concept but I literally just was like “hey, I wanna see a fic like this” and then I thought of your blog. Sorry it’s so long

[8:39pm]

you’re stood in the kitchen staring at your surplus of takeout menus, trying to decide what to order for yourself and chan. he’s been at the studio all day (and the day before), working his ass off for their next album release. you often bring him meals and water just to make sure he’s taking care of himself; sometimes he forgets to eat and comes home grumpy.

you decide on a little pad thai place down the road, call in your order, and get ready to leave. you definitely don’t look your best, but it doesn’t matter, no one’s going to see you but chan.

when you finally arrive at the studio, the receptionist points you in the direction of the recording room chan is using for the day. it’s not his usual one.

he definitely wasn’t happy with that.

if there’s anything you’ve learned about chan in the past year you’ve been dating, it’s that he doesn’t necessarily like change. he sticks to his own routine (although that routine isn’t very typical), and doesn’t like when things aren’t the way he planned.

you reach the door, knocking before opening the door. there sits chan, eyebrows furrowed, bottom lip tucked tightly in his teeth, clicking away at the mouse. his hair is halfway covered by his hood, his headphones are on and you can faintly hear the music playing and stopping as he pauses to think. he shoots you a glance and mumbles a greeting before getting right back to work. you set the food down on the desk, quietly sitting down on the black sofa behind chan, waiting for him to finish.

except he doesn’t finish.

he doesn’t stop working.

“chan?” you break the tense silence in the room.

he only hums a response.

“why don’t you take a break and eat? i brought pad thai, your favorite, from the place down the road.” this time he sighs, pausing the music and sliding his headphones off.

“let me just finish editing this one part and i’ll eat, okay? go ahead and eat yours, i’ll be done in a few.” he goes to put his headphones back on, but you stop him.

“chan, can’t you take ten minutes to eat with—“ he cuts you off, tossing his headphones haphazardly onto the desk.

“NO! i’m working, y/n, what don’t you understand about that?”

he’s never raised his voice at you before. just at the sheer volume and tone of his voice, tears well up in your eyes. he knows you’re sensitive to yelling— some personal things from your past led to that.

“wait, baby, i didn’t-“

before he can finish his sentence you’re slamming the door to the studio, rushing down the hallway with your head down, trying to hide the tears from anyone you may pass. he immediately saves his progress, forgetting everything he’d been trying to work on. he packs up his bag quickly and logs out of the computer before heading down to the lobby to let the receptionist know he was heading home.

he sprints the entire way to your apartment, using his spare key to unlock the door. but you’re not there. he searches the entire place. his first instinct is to call a friend of yours whose number you have posted on the refrigerator in case of an emergency. they pick up after two rings.

“hello?” obviously they’re confused at the unfamiliar number.

“hi, it’s chan, y/n’s boyfriend. listen i fucked up earlier, is y/n with you?” he tries his hardest to level his voice, but it breaks halfway through his sentence.

“no, i’m not even in town now. what happened?”

he explains rapidly, your friend hardly keeping up with his words. then it clicks.

the dorm, you idiot!

he quickly ends the call with your friend, heading straight to the dorm. he bursts through the door, stopping for a brief second to take off his shoes before dodging members and their questions to get to his room. you’re not in there either. it’s when he hears jisung’s voice that he finally realizes where you are. he slowly walks towards the door of jisung’s room, cracking it open slightly.

there you sit, leaning against the headboard of jisung’s bed while he simply sits with you in silence. you’re not crying, you don’t look sad, you look numb. jisung glances towards the door, seeing chan’s figure.

“chan, don’t,” jisung starts, cutting his eyes to your boyfriend. you stand, walking straight past chan into his own room. he follows closely behind. you sit on the edge of his bed, not wanting to get too comfortable. you weren’t planning on staying long anyway.

“y/n, i’m so s—“

“you didn’t have to yell,” you whisper, afraid your voice would break if you spoke any louder. chan looks down at his hands.

“i know, i’m so sorry. love, if i’m honest, i know i haven’t been the best recently. i know you’re looking out for me and i let my stubbornness get the better of me today. truth is, i’d be nothing if i didn’t have you.”

you let a lone tear slide down your cheek.

“why did it take you so long to get here?” you ask, assuming he stayed in the studio to finish working. he chuckles, dropping his gaze.

“well...i thought you went home, then you weren’t there, i panicked, called your friend, panicked again, and came straight here. but i promise i left right after you. i couldn’t let myself finish working knowing i hurt you the way i did.”

he seems to get a rush of inspiration from your conversation. suddenly he rushes over to his small desk, picking up a pen and his notebook (he prefers a notebook to his phone when writing lyrics, he says it’s “more sentimental”). you stay seated on his bed, not exactly sure what to do as you’re still shaken up by what happened last time you interrupted him.

he extends an arm towards you, motioning for you to come closer.

“come here, love. i need my muse.”

your eyes brighten as you skip to sit on his lap, snuggling into his neck comfortably.

you’re his muse.

he strokes through your hair as he writes, and you can hear him whispering lyrics to himself.

soon enough, you’re asleep in his arms, just where you like to be.

-

ha! told ya it would be up today!

it’s very long and kinda rushed in places but i hope you like it! as usual i’m so sorry it took so long 💕

[lovingllix]

Can I request watching Hyunjin practice and then him having the audacity to make you dance with him only to realize you’re horrible so he makes you sit down? 💀 I’m sorry-

sorry it took so long! hope u like it :)

music blasts through the speakers of the practice room, echoing slightly off the walls. hyunjin’s body moves so fluidly with the melody, his feet never missing a beat. you’re constantly amazed by him when you watch him practice.

just as you’re admiring his perfect footwork, hyunjin stumbles, his shoe squeaking loudly against the floor, breaking you from your trance.

“you okay?” you ask as he lets out a loud groan of frustration.

he makes his way toward the couch, slumping down beside you, sweat dripping from his hair onto his forehead and cheeks. the music comes to a stop.

“wanna dance?” he looks over at you with sparkles in his eyes and a smirk gracing his lips. he’s never asked you to dance before, as much as he may have wanted to.

“um yes! of course i wanna dance with you!” a smile crosses your face as you respond, hyunjin happily taking your hands and pulling you to the middle of the room.

he playfully swings your hands around, mimicking the movements from side effects. your arms are limp, wiggling around loosely.

“come on, do it, y/n,” hyunjin whines.

you put all of your effort into the dance, but you don’t know the choreography (as much as you’ve watched hyunjin practice it). your hands swing around wildly, not matching the beats at all. hyunjin has to bite his cheek to keep from bursting into laughter.

“how was that, jinnie?” you ask, out of breath from your ‘dancing’.

“yeah, i think you should just watch from over there for now,” he responds with a smirk, pulling you into a hug before shoving you towards the leather sofa.

maybe he’ll teach you an easier choreo some other time.

[lovingllix]

I accidentally mistaked the acc named lattechans for you-

Anyways. Skate date with Hyunjin. That’s allll I have to sayyy

[3:12pm] skating date w/ hyunjin

wasn’t sure if you meant ice skating, roller skating, or skateboarding so i went with skateboarding, if you wanted something else pls let me know and i’ll do that for you! it’s also kinda short and there’s not much skating involved but i tried to make it cute and sweet 💕

-

it’s nearly 90° outside and the air conditioning in the dorms is broken. you’re practically boiling, and hyunjin’s need for cuddles isn’t helping.

“hyunjin please, it’s hot,” you whine, begging him to move. you’re lying in bed in his shared room with minho and seungmin, both sprawled across their own beds in an attempt to stay cool.

hyunjin sits up, his shirt falling down slightly from where it was pushed up over his chest.

“y/n, let’s go outside and do something tonight. not right now, it’s too hot, but later tonight when it cools down we can go to the roof and i can teach you how to skate!” hyunjin’s voice is low, but loud enough to make minho groan in annoyance.

“hyunjin-ah, shut up, my head is killing me.”

seungmin lets out a chuckle at his hyung’s antics.

you agree quickly, desperate to get out of the house while the air conditioning is still broken.

-

a few hours pass before you can finally go outside without sweating your ass off. hyunjin grabs his skateboard and takes you up to the roof where you’re both hit with a light, refreshing breeze.

hyunjin tosses the board to the ground, taking your hand in its place. he takes you over to where the skateboard landed when it rolled away, silently urging you to get on.

“hyunjin, i’ve never done this before,” you resist, taking a step back.

“come on, i’ll hold your hand, you can do it. it’s so easy!” he holds the board in place, once again urging you to take a step onto it.

you do, albeit hesitantly, nearly losing your balance and falling to the ground in the process. hyunjin steadies you, waiting until you have a good balance before taking a step to the side, the skateboard rolling slowly across the concrete with hyunjin’s hands still tight on your arms. he lets go with one hand, running his other down your arm to grasp your hand. the wind blows through your hair and against your face, a beautiful contrast from the still, hot atmosphere from inside the dorm.

hyunjin slows you to a stop, out of breath from jogging beside you as you picked up speed.

“look at the moon, y/n.” his voice breaks the silence that had fallen, pointing at the bright moon in the sky.

“tsuki ga kirei desu ne? (the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?)” you look up at him, the glow of the rooftop lights shining against his face, the shadow of his long eyelashes stretching down his cheeks. hyunjin presses a kiss to your forehead, pulling you closer to his chest. you can hear his heartbeat.

“shindemo iiwa (i can die happy),” he whispers in response.

-

no more than four minutes later, hyunjin’s phone vibrates in his pocket.

channie-hyung: come back in, it’s getting late. there’s food in the fridge.

hyunjin groans, rolling his eyes.

“he can wait a few more minutes.”

[lovingllix]

Hiii! Could I request something with bang chan pls !? Something where he takes his s/o to the studio for motivation?? Thank you in advance!!! 💕💕

i’m so sorry it took so long! i had NOOO motivation and biology is HARD 💝

-

chan’s been in the studio for about an hour now. and he’s gotten nothing done.

you’ve been home for five minutes. and you get a call just as you sit down. without even checking the caller id you answer.

“baby?” chan’s voice whines through the phone.

“hey, love, what’s wrong?”

he sighs heavily before responding.

“i haven’t gotten any work done. it’s like my brain is just going ‘blah blah blah’ while i’m trying to work and it’s making me mad. this needs to be done by the end of the week and it’s already wednesday. i still need to write lyrics and record all the members’ parts and make time for edits. you know how i get when i’m on a tight deadline and i don’t wanna put you through that.” his tone changes towards the end, his words becoming more terse as he speaks.

“chan, calm down. do you want me to come over?” you grab your bag and start putting your shoes on even before he replies.

“yes, please. i think that would help.” you can almost hear chan’s smile.

“i’m on my way.”

-

when you arrive, you knock on his studio door.

“come in, y/n.”

chan is sat in his chair with his chin resting in one hand, twirling a pen around in the other.

“baby, you know you don’t have to knock, right?” you know, but you just like to.

you nod, sitting in one of the leather chairs behind chan. he spins around quickly, staring at you.

“what?” you question.

he shakes his head, pulling your arm towards him, effectively pulling you into his lap.

“whatcha need, chan? motivation? cuddles?”

he hums for a moment, thinking.

“i just wanna hold you.”

-

you sit in silence for a while, chan occasionally leaning forward to write lyrics in his notebook. your eyelashes brush against his neck, making him twitch slightly. He begins humming softly, tapping out a beat with his pen.

“chan?” your voice is merely a whisper, trying not to disturb his work. he stops to look down at you, still curled up on his lap.

“hm?”

you shake your head, bringing a hand up to cup his cheek. chan leans into your touch before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“it’s getting late; do you wanna go home? i think i can start recording tomorrow if i just get the rest of the lyrics.”

you’re shocked, not realizing how much time has passed.

“how much have you gotten done? it’s only been like thirty minutes!”

he chuckles, pointing at the clock on his desktop. nearly two hours have passed since you arrived.

“a lot of work gets done when you have some good motivation, hm?” chan looks at you with the most endearing look in his eyes, making sure you know you’re his biggest inspiration.

“now, how would you like to be my full time studio company?”

[lovingllix]

[8:26 pm]

you knock on the door quite loudly, just in case chan has his headphones on and can’t hear.

“come in,” chan mumbles.

you push open the door, met with a very obviously frustrated chan. he’s got that concentrated look on his face, eyebrows furrowed, gnawing on his bottom lip. he takes his headphones off and spins around to face you.

“what’s got you so frustrated?”

he sighs, running his fingers through his wavy hair.

“i just can’t seem to get this one tiny part to sound right and it’s bothering me.” he pats his thigh, motioning for you to sit. he plays the part one more time, silently asking for your feedback.

“can you try re-recording it and just pasting it where it needs to be? or will that not work?” you offer the best advice you can, not knowing much about the whole process.

“i wish, baby. this whole verse needs to be recorded together so it flows together nicely. if i recorded that one part and put it where it belongs it would be choppy, and that’s not the goal.” he explains everything simply, helping you understand a little better.

“oh, i see. how long have you been working on this?”

chan looks up and begins counting on his hand. “the whole song? about a week. this one part? just a couple hours today.”

you nod, silence filling the room for a while.

“do you think you could take a break? maybe go get some food or something?”

he looks over at you with a slight smile. “anything for you, babygirl. you know that.”

[lovingllix]

[1:34 am]

“happy birthday, jinnie.” your words are muffled by the fabric of hyunjin’s sweatpants.

“hm?”

you lift your head to face him.

“i said happy birthday. duh.” you roll your eyes, resting your head back on his lap.

“you’ve already told me, like, 50 times, princess.”

hyunjin runs a hand through your hair, a few pieces falling onto your face.

“i know, but i wanted to tell you again. even if it’s not your birthday anymore.”

he chuckles and brings his free hand down from your thigh to your hand, playing with your fingers.

“why’d you move?” you pout slightly, missing the feeling of his hand on your thigh already.

“um, because i wanted to hold your hand?” he looks at you, confusion evident on his face.

“well what if i want your hand on my thigh, huh?” you challenge.

“well then i guess i need more hands, don’t i?”

“shut up, dummy. i love you.”

kind of i guess inspired by this?

the ending is kinda bad SORRY

[lovingllix]

[3:28 pm]

you’ve been riding horses for as long as you can remember. photos of you on horseback at competitions, on daily rides, and shows line the hallway in your house. since you’ve gotten older, you’ve even started giving lessons to beginners. and that’s how you met jeongin.

-

see, jeongin isn’t the best with horses. puppies? he’s got it. kittens? easy. horses? that’s a whole different story.

a sleek black car pulls into the driveway, coming to a stop just beside the stable.

“is anyone here?” a young boy’s voice echos through the building. “i sure hope not, i really don’t want to do this...” he adds in a whisper just loud enough for himself to hear.

a loud crack makes the boy jump, a yelp spilling from his mouth. you come out from your office area to see what’s going on.

“hi, sorry if he scared you. that’s Aspen. don’t worry about him, he just likes to eat the fences. can i help you?”

the boy nods, slowly turning his head away from the horse.

“a friend of mine saw the sign at the end of the road, um, you do lessons?” he motions towards the stable door, only the sound of tires against the gravel giving any indication of another person.

“dear god, he left me here. i knew he’d do that, oh god i’m sorry i’ll have to call someone...”

you let out a chuckle at the boy’s rambling, “it’s okay, don’t worry. were you here for a lesson?”

he sheepishly nods, “but i’m not very good with horses. they kinda scare me a little...or a lot...” he trails off, obviously embarrassed.

“well, there’s nothing to be afraid of. all of the horses here are very gentle and sweet; i’ll be sure to give you the gentlest one. are you ready to start now? my schedule is clear all day, so whenever you’re ready is fine,” you reassure with a small smile.

he hesitates, but nods. “i guess i’m ready. i’m jeongin, by the way.”

“y/n. nice to meet you.”

-

you introduce jeongin to each horse, easing him into the experience before jumping right in. as you’re walking back to the entrance, he stops at a stall.

“which one is this again? Buddy?”

you step back towards him and nod.

“he’s been here for quite a while. he’s one of my favorites, but shhhh. don’t tell the others.”

he laughs. an intoxicating sound, contagious.

“i think i like him, too.”

-

after getting jeongin’s horse of choice tacked up and ready to go, you help jeongin lead him outside.

“woah woah woah, are those jumps?” jeongin’s face is filled with panic.

“oh, god, okay just hold on a sec, lemme get those out of the way. you won’t be using those today.”

jeongin lets out a sigh of relief.

you get the small jumps out of the way and lead jeongin and buddy into the corral. you grab the stepstool from the fence and position it beside buddy.

“first i’ll just show you how to get on, then i’ll help you do it, okay?”

jeongin nods hesitantly. you smoothly get yourself into the saddle and get back off again, quickly showing jeongin what to do. a soft “wow” leaves his lips as you do so.

attempt one was a bit of a fail. jeongin’s foot slipped from the stirrup as he pushed himself up, but luckily nobody was hurt.

attempt two was also a small fail. this time, jeongin didn’t push up enough and ended up flopping his stomach onto the saddle.

“this isn’t working, y/n.”

you think for a minute, an idea popping into your head at last.

“come over to the fence.” you begin walking, turning around to motion jeongin to follow. he makes his way to the fence, a confused expression on his face.

“sit on the fence.”

he does as you say, holding on tight to the wood.

“now put your left foot in the stirrup, just like before.”

perfect.

“now grab the horn of the saddle and pull your right leg over.”

jeongin gives you a look.

“trust me, i did it too. it works wonders the first few times,” you reassure, placing a hand on his arm for support.

he does exactly as you say perfectly.

“open your eyes, silly, you’re on.” you giggle at jeongin’s face contorted in fear.

“oh my god. i did it. i did it! i got on a horse!” his eyes light up with excitement.

you tell him how to hold the reins, how to steer, how to go faster, and how to stop. he quickly gets the hang of it, ready to begin riding- for real.

“okay, tell him to go whenever you’re ready.”

he squeezes his legs around the horse slightly. buddy doesn’t move.

“tighter, jeongin. he’s not going to break, i promise.”

he repeats his actions again, this time getting the right response. he steers buddy around for a bit before looking at you for reassurance. you nod. jeongin clicks his tongue and squeezes his legs around buddy again, urging him to a trot. jeongin’s eyes widen a bit at the new pace, but he quickly gets used to it.

“okay, stop. stay put right there for a few minutes while i go get aspen ready. is that okay?”

jeongin nods, his mind concentrated on petting buddy and showering him with praises.

you’re back after a few minutes. jeongin is slouching in the saddle a bit, his fingers twisting through buddy’s mane. you swing yourself into aspen’s saddle quickly, not wanting to waste any time.

“why is he drooling like that?”

jeongin’s voice breaks the silence.

“aspen? he just does. i’ve forgotten why. i guess i’ve just gotten used to it. you ready to go?” jeongin’s head snaps up.

“go where?”

“um, for a ride? you’re practically born for this. i thought i’d take you for a little trail ride if that’s okay.” you tilt your head, giving jeongin your best puppy eyes. “it’s been so long since they’ve been on a trail ride, they’d enjoy it so much.”

jeongin says yes. somewhat shocking coming from the boy who was terrified to even touch the horses before.

-

the two of you ride in silence for a while,

jeongin trailing slightly behind you, thinking of what to say.

“um, y/n, how long have you been doing this?” he asks sheepishly, urging buddy a bit faster to be next to you.

“for as long as i can remember. i think i started when i was around five years old? i remember my first time ever riding. i was horrible. i fell off about 6 times before i got the hang of it, but then again, i was really young.” you explain, looking back at the memories you have of your father helping you back up each time you hit the ground. jeongin falls silent. when you check the time on your phone, you’re shocked at how much time has passed. the sun is just beginning to set, telling you that you should turn back.

“look how pretty the sunset is, jeongin! it’s sad that we have to head back now, though. i’ve really enjoyed spending time with you.” a pout forms on your face, causing jeongin’s heart to skip a beat.

“me too...i really don’t wanna go back.”

you fall silent again, turning aspen around, jeongin doing the same.

“hey, y/n?” jeongin speaks up again.

“hm?”

“where do you keep your phone? it’s kind of uncomfortable in my pocket.” he questions, shifting in the saddle.

“i usually keep it in my boot, sometimes tucked in the waist of my jeans. just depends on the day, i guess.”

you hear him shift again.

“oh, wow that’s so much better. i think i have a dent on my butt now.” you both laugh, calming down after a few seconds.

-

when you return, the same nervous expression from before crosses jeongin’s face.

“how do i get off?”

“you just...swing your right leg over the saddle, just like before. then it’s a long drop to the ground. then you take your left foot out of the stirrup,” you explain, silently hoping that was enough information.

“um. can you help me?”

once you’re safely on the ground, you make your way over to jeongin.

“hold on to the horn of the saddle again, then swing your right leg over the saddle. just like before.” you explain again more slowly, resting a hand on jeongin’s back to keep him from falling. his foot hits the ground quite hard, his shirt riding up a bit from sliding across the saddle.

“now take your foot out of the stirrup. perfect!” you have no idea how he’s never done this before. he’s almost a natural; just nervous. you notice jeongin rubbing his stomach, concern filling your face.

“did you scratch your stomach on the saddle?”

he nods.

“okay let’s get the horses back inside and then we’ll check you out.”

you attach the lead ropes to the hook on the ceiling, prepping the horses for a quick rinse. when you’re finished washing the sweat from the horses, you put them back in their respective stalls and lead the way back to your office area.

“ummm, just sit on the desk or something, let me get some stuff first.” you tell jeongin, leaving to get the small first aid kit you keep nearby. it’s probably just a small scratch, but it could turn into something worse. you know from experience.

when you return, jeongin is seated on your desk, kicking his feet back and forth. he seems tired.

“i don’t wanna make anything awkward, but you’re gonna have to lift your shirt a bit.”

jeongin’s head snaps up, your voice bringing him out of a trance. he does what you tell him, revealing three bright pink scratches across his abdomen. curse those saddles.

“the skin isn’t punctured, so there’s really no need for the first aid kit.” he’s not really listening to what you’re saying, only hearing the sound of your voice.

“jeongin! did you die?” an unfamiliar voice fills the stable. jeongin comes out of his trance once more.

“that’s chan. he’s the one that made me do this in the first place. something about ‘conquering fears’ or whatever. but now i’m kinda glad he left me here. i had a really good time and i’m not scared anymore so i guess his plan worked. thanks so much for everything, how much do i owe you?” jeongin reaches for his wallet, but you stop him.

“it’s on the house, don’t worry about it. usually i’d charge but i think you could pay me with a real date? maybe another trail ride?” you offer, a sudden burst of confidence fueling your words.

“i think maybe i’d like that. give me your number so i can text you, though. i wanna keep in touch.”

you exchange numbers quickly, sending each other a text of confirmation.

just as you finish, there’s a knock at the office door.

“am i interrupting something?” the stranger, chan, asks. he gives the two of you a questioning look.

“nope, you should just go wait in the car while i say goodbye to the horses. i’ll be there in a few minutes.” jeongin says through slightly gritted teeth.

“so, saying goodbye to the horses, huh? nothing for me? wow, how rude. i help you get over your fear and this is what i get? i can’t beli-,” jeongin kisses your forehead.

“is that good enough?”

“perfect.”

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for @lucidreameric again ily bub

[lovingllix]

[8:07 am]

brian’s lips against your shoulder wake you from your sleep. he lets his arm rest over your stomach, tracing intricate patterns on your side. his eyes are glazed over with sleep, his lips and cheeks slightly swollen from just waking up.

“good morning, baby,” he whispers, voice low and raspy.

you roll over and bury your face in his chest, taking in his scent. brian pulls you over so you’re completely on top of him and you sit up.

“you’re so beautiful..”

your hand cups his cheek.

“never as beautiful as you, my wonderful, talented, fantastic, favorite bassist of all time.”