#leehan drabbles

[blissfullsvn]

wish you were sober

pairing. kim leehan x reader genre. best friends to lovers (?), fluff, a sprinkle of angst, mutual pining word count. 1.8k warnings. reader is drunk and attempts to kiss leehan in this state (+ reader is shorter than leehan and wears makeup) masterlist

all it takes is one call from you, calling out his name with a voice that’s poutier than normal, before leehan’s striding out the door with his car keys in his hands.

when he sees you, you’re leaning against an electric pole, hugging it like it’s your lifeline. your other friends are around you, trying to pry you off, but you only push them away. from where he parks, he vaguely catches his name falling from your lips before he marches towards you and calls out your name himself.

you look up, eyes widened like saucers. instantly, as if you’re electrocuted, you pull away from the pole and glare at it, reprimanding. “you’re not leehan.”

the group around you bursts into laughter, and leehan can’t help the small chuckle that escapes him either. when he walks closer to you, you immediately cling onto him the same way you did to the pole, your cheek squished against his chest.

“my leehan is here,” you mumble.

he would have melted—no, dissolved—if not for the fact that he’s wholly supporting your weight and that all your friends are eyeing the two of you giddily. hence, his legs are forced to hold up straight, even though his heart is nothing but putty in your hands. he translates this through his expression instead, softening as he looks down at you and gently pats your head.

after thanking your friends for taking care of you, he walks off with you in tow. with one hand placed securely on the small of your back, he opens the car door with the other and attempts to seat you in the passenger’s seat. it takes a bit, because you’re reluctant to leave your hold on him, but he eventually gets you inside the car.

still leaning over, he easily fastens your seatbelt with a click. when he tries to pull away, however, you immediately snake your arms around his neck, holding him in place. it’s so sudden that he drops his hand onto your thigh for balance, but he quickly moves it before the touch can linger.

you’re staring at him, eyelashes fluttering. unlike your previous demeanour, your eyes seem to have more clarity in them now. you’re looking at him as if you’re searching for something beyond, while he’s looking at you as if he’s searching for a way out.

it’s too much. the blasting music down the street, the whirs of engines on the road, the mix of breaths between you, the ghost of your fingers on his nape, the weight of your eyes on him, the beat of his heart against his chest.

he feels too much, and yet, he can’t take his eyes off you.

slowly, you drag one hand from his nape, your fingers brushing past his ears and sending shivers down his spine, until it settles on his jaw. you cradle it gently, your thumb caressing his cheek. then, for a sliver of a moment, you drop your gaze.

it’s just a split second, but he catches it all the same. without realising, he finds himself flickering his eyes as well, and it’s all the indication you need to pull him closer.

that’s when leehan smiles, and then removes your arms around him easily. “get some rest. i’ll wake you up when we arrive.” he pats your head before shutting the car door.

when he climbs in the car from the opposite side, you’re facing the front and blinking blankly as if you’ve been slapped. he resists the urge to hold your hand like he always does on car rides, and forces his eyes to the front before driving off.

you do end up falling asleep, and when he gets you out of the car, he has to hoist you up against him snugly because you’re leaning your entire weight on him again. he doesn't mind, never when it comes to you, so he keeps his arm around your waist the entire time he’s bringing you up to your apartment. even when he reaches your door and has to fish out the spare key you gave him from his bag, he makes sure his hold on you is secure and that you’re resting your head on him.

when he unlocks the door, it seems to have briefly snapped you out of your delirium, because you’re removing yourself from him and staggering towards the sofa, much to his concern. he swiftly moves next to you, guiding you to the soft cushions and gently laying you down.

you immediately shut your eyes, quick to fall asleep again. at this, leehan sighs as he brushes the hair away from your face. “don’t wanna wash up first?” he asks softly. when you scrunch your nose in displeasure, he lets out a small smile. “not even your makeup?” he prods, and you respond with a quiet groan before you fall silent again.

his smile increases and he nods. “okay. just rest.”

truth be told, the alcohol in your system has already started to dissipate bit by bit, so even if you wanted to sleep—and never wake up again after what happened in the car—you couldn’t help but register all the stimuli around you, effectively reconnecting your consciousness to the world. this includes the ruffles of leehan’s clothes as he stands up and the fading of his footsteps as he opens the door to a room, prompting a series of noises from within, before the footsteps are fading back in until they cease right next to you.

the shuffles are heard again as he sits down, then the light sound of bottles hitting the floor. you furrow your eyebrows, finally opening your eyes just in time to see leehan place a soaked cotton pad on your face.

leehan immediately smiles when he meets your gaze, and he wordlessly prompts you to close your eyes so he can place two cotton pads on them. you do so without a fight, though your insides are practically fighting.

“let me know if i’m too rough,” he says, then begins swiping a cotton pad across your skin. he lets the ones on your eyes sit for just a little longer before he gently wipes off your eye makeup. “i’m sorry,” he lets out meekly when he has to apply more pressure on a stubborn area.

you remain silent the entire time, but you open your eyes again when you feel a warm towel on your face. he meets your eyes and smiles, as softly as how he’s dabbing the towel on your skin, wiping away the residue of your makeup remover. he does this a few times; washing the towel in the bowl of water and squeezing out the excess; and you keep your eyes on him all the while.

when he thinks he’s successfully cleaned your makeup, he adjusts his position, ready to stand up, but your voice immediately halts him.

“leehan,” you call, quiet and almost vulnerable.

he places your skincare back on the floor and faces you completely. “yeah?” he responds, round eyes staring at you softly… and fondly.

“you just took off my makeup,” you state matter-of-factly, ignoring your astute observation which has only added to the whirlwind inside you.

leehan blinks, then nods. “did i do it wrong?” he asks. “but i did it like this last time too… and the youtube videos….” he trails off, talking more to himself than anything.

“leehan,” you begin, your eyebrows furrowing. “do you do this for your other friends?”

he looks almost scandalized at your question. “no?” he lets out in incredulity. “you know i only do this for you.”

recollections of all the times you had been drunk and all the times he had taken care of you without any complaints, including taking off your makeup, flash across your head.

you suck in a sharp breath, looking him in the eyes directly. “then why?”

leehan tilts his head. “what do you mean?”

you avert your gaze, suddenly feeling too seen by him. silence encompasses you for a while and he allows it, waiting for you but not urging you—it’s little things like this that made you realise you never stood a chance against the line that threatens to be crossed in your friendship.

you hope he feels the same when you ask, “why did you reject me?”

the air feels heavy when you drop the question, and the silence that follows is even more so. you don’t dare to look at him, especially after the prolonged hesitance from him. still, you wait, even though you’re already close to withering inside. but when he finally speaks, the last bit of hope you’ve futilely held onto escapes like a droplet of water from a broken pipe.

“you’re drunk,” he says, but he instantly realises the gravity of his words when he sees the way you falter, the way he can hear a crack from you—and he feels himself shatter as well.

“no, y/n, i didn’t mean it like that,” he coaxes, getting up on his knees and placing a hand on your arm when you turn away from him.

“what other meaning is there?”

he pats your arm, prompting you to turn around. “look at me, y/n, please,” his tone is so sincere that you waver, glancing back at him.

“i said you’re drunk not because i’m trying to dismiss what you said,” he says firmly, needing to be as clear as possible. “but because it’s just not right for me to accept any gesture like that in your state,” he starts, then adds softly; hesitantly, “as much as i wanted to.”

the tears prickling at your eyes had been so close to falling until you caught what he said at the end. suddenly, your tears are gone and all you’re left with is confusion.

“hold on,” you turn to face him fully, momentarily surprised by the lack of proximity between you before you focus again. “did i hear that correctly?”

leehan’s ears turn an evident cerise, but he doesn’t move his eyes that are blinking up at you roundly. “i don’t want to talk about this when you’re drunk,” he laments, almost petulantly.

“i’m not drunk,” you refute firmly, and while you know it’s not entirely false, you also know your best friend wouldn’t fall for it.

“i’d rather spill my heart out when you’re not seconds away from passing out.” he attempts a joke, one corner of his lips quirking weakly, even though he feels like his heart is actually about to spill out his chest with the way it’s rattling his rib cage in anxiety.

you don’t have the energy to entertain him, so you remain tight-lipped as you stare at him.

leehan breathes out, deflating as he opens his mouth again. “instead,” he says, all traces of playfulness gone. “please… remember this moment.” he looks at you through his lashes, suddenly seeming so small, and his tone is too solemn, too desperate. “i’m not sure if i can handle another seven years.”

a/n. i just wanted to write abt leehan taking off ur makeup when ure drunk idk why it turned into a word vomit 😭 but i hope it was enjoyable to read!

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[byeuijoo]

let them sleep 𐀔 kim leehan

genre : pure fluff ⋆ warnings : none ⋆ word count : 0,8k

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you don't usually slept at leehan's dorm often, it's quite rare for you to come knowing that his roommates are there, and that he doesn't have a single room. but last night you desperately needed to see him and hold him in your arms, that's why you'd find yourself at the dorm's door at past two in the morning. your boyfriend didn't wait long before pulling you by the hand to give you a hug, his cheek resting against the top of your head and his arms encircling your waist. « i'm sorry, » you whispered, hiding your face against his chest as he gently closed the door behind you, « i didn't want to bother you. »

but donghyun reassured you, lifting your face to him to place a warm kiss on your forehead, his hands against your cheeks, and the prettiest of smiles hanging from his lips. « you never bother me, » he whispered in turn, moving his thumbs to tenderly caress your skin, « let's go to bed, okay? »

nodding positively, leehan slipped his hand into yours to pull you to his shared bedroom, where riwoo was already sound asleep — headphones hooked on his ears. it was a relief for you to see that your presence wouldn't disturb him, you'd never forgive yourself otherwise. lucky you left home in your pyjamas, so all you had to do was slide into your boyfriend's single bed. leehan lay down first, while you closed the bedroom door gently, before climbing onto the mattress and settling in beside him. instantly, he lifted the blanket and laid it over you, as you cuddled into his arms to find even the slightest source of warmth.

dropping the top of the blanket over your shoulders, leehan finally slips his arms around you : one under your head, the other around your waist. « are you comfortable? » he asked in a whisper, his face close to yours. nodding and muttering an almost muffled yes, you moved slowly to get completely close to him, placing a kiss on his upper torso as you slipped your arm around him. his hand around your waist drew invisible patterns on your lower back, as you buried your face in the warm skin of his neck. « are you feeling better? » he asked you this time, moving slightly to be more comfortably glued to you. « much better, thanks to you. i wouldn't have been able to sleep without you. » you whispered back, placing a warm kiss on his jawline.

mumbling a “good” into your hair, before giving you a small kiss on it, you end up closing your eyes and holding him close, as if it were the only comfort you could find. « good night honey. » he said at last, keeping you warm against his chest for the whole night ahead, leading you both to fall asleep against each other, your hearts beating in unison.

but you must have forgotten something : the alarm clocks in this dorm are quite loud, especially when one of them is called myung jaehyun. the door opened wide, and suddenly jaehyun's voice made you pull the blanket up over your head and leehan's. « wake up ! wake up ! it's time to wake up ! » he almost shouted, throwing himself onto the other bed, where a wide-awake riwoo beckoned him to make less noise. « shhh, let the other two sleep. » ordered the blond boy, which aroused the other boy's curiosity.

« the other two..? » he whispered, standing up on his forearms to glance towards leehan's bed, and catch a glimpse of your hair sticking out from under the blanket. his eyes became as round as marbles, as riwoo gently pushed him to get up, « have they been here long? » — yawning, the blond boy shrugged his shoulders while nodding negatively, pulling on jaehyun's arm to force him to follow, « don't know. probably since the middle of the night. »

after that, their voices became more distant and the bedroom door was closed, leaving the two of you once again in peace and quiet. flickering your eyes and sighing softly, your warm breath gently awakened leehan, who set his sweet gaze on your pretty face. « morning sleeping beauty. » he whispered, moving to hide his face in the hollow of your neck. hooking your hand around the back of his neck, you tenderly caressed his skin, placing a small kiss on his temple, « morning love. »

both of you were definitely not ready to get up — especially knowing you were going to have to explain why you were there. your boyfriend's arm tightened around you, pulling you against his body so that not a millimetre remained between you. « let's keep it that way for a while, we'll deal with the rest later. » he suggested, moving slightly to place a kiss against the skin of your neck. nodding positively, you closed your eyes again and drifted off into a deep sleep, simply enjoying leehan's warmth and the comfort he had brought to your cold night. after all, everything else could wait.

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power out! — kim leehan

✩ ⋅ pairing. leehan x gn!reader

✩ ⋅ genre. fluff

✩ ⋅ warnings. falling(?)

✩⋅ wc. 1.4k

You had worked at the small convenience store near your house for a while now. Being a student meant working late night shifts so you could go to school during the day.

You sigh as you put your phone down. Nobody would be going to a convenience store at this time. Why even bother having the store open?

"Hey, Leehan?" You ask, exclaim, not knowing if the boy was in the store or not.

"Yes?" His voice sounds from somewhere near the drinks.

"What are you doing over there?" You ask, leaning over the counter to look at him. He's crouched down, looking at the bottom row of drinks, reading something on them.

"I'm reading the fun fact on each of these bottles, did you know honey never spoils? Archaeologists have found pots of honey in ancient tombs that are over 3000 years old and still perfectly edible." He reads out loud for you with a grin on his face. "Imagine eating the same honey as people from 3000 years ago."

"Yeah, imagine." You hum, getting up from your seat to walk over to your co-worker. "Let me see."

Leehan stands up, stretching his legs after crouching for a long time. He hands the bottle over to you, looking at you as you read the fact he had just read out loud.

"Want some icecream?" He suddenly jokes, sliding the freezer door open. "There are a few that expire tomorrow, we're supposed to take them out anyway."

Interested, you quickly put the bottle back in its place, and peer into the freezer. Leehan pulls out a Melona bar, handing it to you.

Suddenly, a loud buzz sounds throughout the whole store, and with a click all the lights go out. The two of you are frozen in your spots, not knowing what to do.

"Power outage at this time?" Leehan questions, closing the sliding door of the freezer. "It's 2 am, usually the power outages happen during the day."

"They do?" You had never heard of power outages happening, but you never worked any day shifts. You pull off the plastic wrapper of the ice cream bar. "What do we do now?"

"Just wait, usually it turns back on."

"Won't the icecream melt?"

"Power will probably be back in a few minutes." Leehan murmurs, his hands reaching for a shelf or something else to hold onto.

"Leehan, that's my shoulder." You snicker, tapping his hand. You had to admit, it was pitch black inside the store, the only light coming from the street light outside.

His hand doesn't leave your shoulder, instead, he reaches his other arm out for you to grab.

"Come on," Leehan says softly, guiding you with his touch. His touch makes you slightly flinch at the contact. "You might need a little help navigating in the dark."

You hesitate for a moment, then chuckle, deciding to take his hand. "Guess you're right. I don't want to end up tripping over the stock boxes."

You both move slowly, using the faint glow from the streetlight outside the window to guide your steps. His hand remains on your shoulder, and though it’s not entirely necessary, it feels reassuring.

As you approach the counter, you can hear the quiet scrape of his shoes against the floor.

"Maybe this power outage is a sign," You say with a grin, "Maybe we’re supposed to have a break. A nice, quiet night. Just us, the ice cream, and no customers."

"That’s true." He chuckles "Though there aren't any customers at this time anyway. I mean, I won’t say I like the dark, but it's fun."

Maybe it's because it's dark but you can hear your heart thumping more loudly than usual. Your hands find the small stool that you had just been sitting on.

Just as you're about to sit down you trip, falling to the floor with a shriek knocking something down with you. By the sound of it it's your phone.

"Are you alright? What just happened?" Leehan calls out with concern. You wince, rubbing the back of your head.

"Did you fall?" Leehan crouches down, his hands moving around to find you. He smiles when he touches your arm, following it to the back of your head.

"Does it hurt?"

"A little," you admit, the pain sharper than you expected. You grit your teeth, trying to ignore it, but the discomfort makes it hard to focus on anything else.

You can feel the warmth of Leehan’s hand where it rests against the back of your head, the gentle pressure of his fingers almost reassuring, like he’s there to make sure you’re okay. It brings a strange sense of comfort despite the pain.

All of a sudden the lights go on again, your eyes squint against the sudden change. As everything comes into focus, you realize just how close Leehan is. His face is only a few inches from yours, his hand still resting gently on the back of your head where he'd been checking for any bumps.

He blushes, quickly pulling his hand away and backing up. You can also feel the heat rising to your face.

Leehan clears his throat, scratching the back of his head awkwardly before returning his gaze to you.

“Well,” Leehan says, looking around, “I guess we’re back to reality now." It makes you laugh at the way he had said it with such an awkward tone.

Leehan looks around the room for a second, clearly searching for something else to focus on, as if trying to escape the tension. His eyes flick back to you, but they dart away almost immediately, unable to hold your gaze for more than a second.

"At least you're okay, right?" Leehan says, his voice soft with concern as he looks at you, remembering the fall.

"I'm fine," You say, standing up with a groan. "But my phone, not so." You turn the screen towards Leehan showing how it had cracked. The screen flickers, making the damage even more obvious.

Leehan’s eyes widen, and he winces as he sees the damage. “Oh no, that’s bad.”

He chuckles, though it’s mixed with concern. "I can’t believe you tripped like that. Should I help you with your phone, or?"

You shake your head, stuffing the phone into your pocket, not wanting to look at the crack any longer. “I’m pretty sure it’s beyond saving. It’s not your fault. I’m the one who lost my balance.”

Leehan tilts his head, a teasing glint in his eye. “Well, at least you didn’t break your head or anything.”

You roll your eyes, the playful banter easing the tension a little. “I guess that’s true.”

There’s a short pause before Leehan grins. “So since you dropped your phone and it’s now beyond repair, guess you can’t give me your number anymore, huh?”

You raise an eyebrow, trying to hide your smile. “Ah, so now it’s my fault? You just had to bring that up?”

Leehan chuckles, clearly enjoying your reaction. “Well, I mean, you did trip all on your own. If you hadn’t, we wouldn’t be in this mess. Now I’m left number-less.”

You cross your arms, still trying not to laugh at how ridiculous this whole situation has become. “So, it’s all my fault, huh? You’ve got some nerve, you know that?”

Leehan shrugs dramatically, his smile turning mischievous. “Hey, I’m just pointing out the facts. You dropped your phone in a very impressive way. Can’t blame a guy for making a little joke out of it.”

You roll your eyes but can’t help the soft laugh that escapes you. “You’re impossible.”

Leehan grins even wider, then tilts his head slightly. “But serious, since it’s all ruined now, does that mean we can’t ever exchange numbers?”

“Hmm, well, I guess that’s one way to avoid giving it out.” You pretend to consider it for a moment, tapping your chin.

Leehan lets out a dramatic sigh. “I’ll just have to find another way to get your number.”

“Good luck with that.” You shake your head, grinning at him.

“Guess I’ll have to get creative.” Leehan laughs, shaking his head. "Don't worry, I'll get it eventually. I'll do whatever it takes."

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when pigs fly 06. your worst nightmare

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you will only admit that you actually like kim leehan when pigs start to fly. for now, though, everyone else will just have to suffer the push-and-pull that happens whenever the two of you are near each other's vicinity.

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[flwoie]

TABLE TENNIS — KIM DONGHYUN

☆ when vandalizing your seat by writing how you’re done with love creates more vandalism by a response the next day in blue sharpie.

STARRING ≻ schoolmate! leehan x gn! reader (guest star : danielle of nwjns) GENRE ≻ romcom small angst hs au heavily inspired by that one scene from ‘para sa hopeless romantic' (PLEASE U GUYS SHOULD WATCH IT, ITS SO GOOD) CONTAINS ≻ vandalism (duh) so many timestamps and im sorry abt it WORD COUNT ≻ 682 (not proofread im sorry i gave up on using grammar checkers)

🗯️ sona's back with the weird ass titles??? dont know a slick about bnd but here i am. hope you’ll like this anon 😊

You're done with love.

This is the fourth time you've gone on a date with some weird guy. They keep getting worse every time. Your first date couldn't stop talking and not letting you say a word, followed by your second one, who didn't want to pay for his food, and your third one, well, he couldn't stop calling you insecure—when you weren't. If your friend sets you up on another one, you might as well just go for the first one.

She shows you Instagram profiles of other boys who find you interesting—from what she's heard by others. You interrupt her and slightly push her phone away from your face.

"Y/N, trust me, they're not going to be as bad as the others!" She urges.

"You said that last time. I'm done, Danielle." You clicked on the top of your pen and started jotting words down on your wooden desk.

'I'M DONE WITH LOVE!'

You pointed out your writing on the table to Danielle, making her roll her eyes.

'Wow, emo. Are you heartbroken?'

Those were the words that were written below yours in blue sharpie when you walked into class the next day. You pulled out a pen and wrote down your response next to theirs.

'Not really. Men just irritate me. Speaking of which, are you a guy?'

Danielle walks in and sits next to you, observing that you're not only writing on your table but also smiling ear to ear.

"What's got you smiling now?"

"Look," you say, tapping on the ink engraved on the table, "someone replied to my vandal." She leans in to read your messages.

"Very modern," she sarcastically remarks. "Who knows, that could be the love of your life."

"You're crazy. What 'love of my life' are you talking about? We don't even know anything about them."

She nudges your arm after she puts her notebooks on her desk. "But, Y/N, admit it. You're excited," she teases.

Leehan eagerly walks into class as it is about to start and quickly sits down in his seat to look at your response. He grins and looks around to see if any of his classmates saw him.

He waited for everyone to leave after his class ended. His friend urges him to leave with him so they'll do their project, but all he replies is that he'll follow along. As his friend left, he popped off the cap of his sharpie and replied to your message.

'Not all men, I'm different from them.'

You looked at the message and started writing your response as you waited for your teacher to start class.

"What if we skipped our next class? So we can see who's answering your messages," Danielle suggests.

"No way. We're going to be absent from our next class just because you're curious about who's answering."

"Nuh uh, it's for love."

From there, your conversations continued, with more of yours and his other friends being invested in this so-called love series.

'So you're a guy. Well, I hope you're different from them.'

'Hah! I'm a good boy :)'

'Really now?'

Danielle grabs your pen right after you finish writing, continuing your message with her writing.

'Really now? Do you have a girlfriend?'

'Nope. I don't think anyone would want to date me. What about you?'

She squeals at his response, lightly pushing you back and forth. "He's single, Y/N, he's single!" You scoff and ignore her antics.

'Me neither. My friend won't stop setting me up on dates.'

Leehan hasn't replied to your message since. He's afraid that this might be his last chance at love. He's been rejected by so many girls, all for the same reason.

He just wasn't good enough.

You thought the conversation ended there. It's been days since you last wrote that, and the ink is starting to fade. Danielle lost hope as well until the end of the week.

'Maybe she can set us up together?'

"Hurry up and ask for his name. I might know him!" she exclaims as you quickly write an answer.

'I'd love that. I'm Y/N.'

'Leehan :)'

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[heeheesang]

NEVER MEANT TO BE .

⤷ who knew getting out of an isolation room after three years would be so ... exciting ?

terminal condition! leehan & terminal condition! yn

18.3k words , angst

" remember yn , your condition isn't getting any better at all ... so you need to get more rest okay ? " the nurse reminded me as i swallowed my prescribed pills and nodded .

" there's nothing they can do about me , nurse jia . let's face it , i'll be gone in one to three months . " i sighed at the end of my sentence as she placed a hand on my shoulder , " yn don't be like that ... you'll never know when they'd come up with a cure ! " i shrugged as she patted my back , leaving my space as she continued her duties .

three years . i've been here for three years — everyone expected me to be gone earlier when i had arrived , they're surprised to see me make it to this day honestly . i was shocked too , but i expected myself to be going soon .

before i knew it , i was snapped out of my thoughts . i opened my curtain to see a group of doctors and nurses around the newly admitted male patient . the doctors were checking on his condition while the nurses were checking his vital signs — blood pressure , temperature , oxygen saturation , pulse and his respiration .

i swung my legs off my bed as i watched the male answer confidently , unconsiously smiling to myself at how pretty he looked and how his voice didn't match his face at all — a deep yet soothing tone . he looked like he was around my age — if not a little older .

" you can stop staring now ... " he said as i snapped out of my thoughts , awkwardly smiling as i let out a chuckle . the ends of his lips curled up a little as he adjusted himself on his bed , turning to face me as he smiled , " what's your name , pretty ? "

" i'm yn , jang yn . what about you ? and why did you get admitted to this ... specialised ward ? " i answered as i shot a question back at him . " my name is kim donghyun , you can call me leehan . i got admitted well because ... i have organ failure . my heart isn't working well ... you ? "

" advanced cancer . i've been here for three years but i just moved out from the isolation wards . " he hummed in response , " so is there no cure for yours ? " he asked as i pressed my lips into a thin line , shaking my head with a short chuckle . " i know your's does . you need a transplant don't you ? "

he lets out a quick laugh , " yeah ... but it'll be hard to find a donor . who would risk their lives to save another ? what more if it's a complete stranger ? " he replies , a cold tension fills the air as he clears his throat .

" so , did you manage to major in any subject ? or course ? " he asked as i hummed , " i did . i majored as a nurse but ... i failed because well ! i'm in a hospital for goodness sake . " i replied as a chuckle escaped his lips , " with me here , you can do whatever you need to prove yourself worthy of a nurse . "

" i can tell we'll have a fun time here together . " i said as he immediately agreed , getting cozy in bed as we exchanged numbers and social medias . before we knew it , the sun was down and the moon had rised .

ever since he arrived , it felt as if i was experiencing a whole new world — he was my age , we had similiar interests like sea fishes . he loved corydoras' and i loved sharks . we could barely sleep until three am because we were sending tiktoks and reels to one another — giggling away as the others hushed us .

well kim donghyun , thank you for being my first ever friend i've made in three years .

" wake up sleepy head ! " i yelled as i shook donghyun awake , his eyes adjusting to the light as he smiled widely at me . " good morning to you too , yn ... it's too early ... " he replied groggily as he sat up , checking the time on his phone — seven o' five am .

" there's a breakfast special today , c'mon ! i want to get it , it's my favourite ! " i whined as i grabbed on his arm , he chuckled before getting one last stretch — washing his face by sink as we went down to the cafeteria together . " hot dogs and pancake ... that's the special ? "

donghyun asked between yawns as i nodded happily , taking at least three stacks of pancakes , one side of cheese omelette and two pieces of hot dogs . i watched as donghyun filled his plate , " aren't you hungry ? "

he shook his head , " i'm sleepy . " i rolled my eyes playfully at his comment , dragging him to the table as we started digging into our food . he wasn't that interested in the food and he kept dozing off but somehow his eyes were still wide open — as if he was watching me eat .

after breakfast we had to rush back up for the usual doctors rounds , for them to check on our condition . the doctors were slightly late but i don't blame them , we all have our late days sometimes ! as the doctor walked in , we all smiled and greeted them before they went to each patient one by one .

i was the last one — " good morning , miss yn . how are you feeling today ? " doctor hanbin asked as i shrugged , " normal , had the breakfast special though so i'm kinda happy . " he smiled at me before looking back onto his notes — the smile disappearing as his eyes softened .

he takes a big sigh before closing the curtain on donghyun's side , donghyun's face changing from happy to pure confusion . hanbin showed me a weak smile before sitting on the chair opposite my bed , " yn ... "

i recognised that tone . a small smile was plastered onto my face as i let out a small sigh , " i know ... i don't have much time do i ? " he lets out a exhale , nodding before running his hand through his hair .

" a month ... do you want me to put you through chemo ? radiation therapy ? " doctor hanbin asked as he took his glasses off . i smiled widely , " no doctor , i'll be fine . let me go , peacefully and naturally . " he looks down onto his files , " how can you be so happy about this , yn ... you're the best patient i've ever had for three years . "

" woah let's keep that phrase for when i actually go . i'll be fine doctor hanbin , i promise . " i interlocked our pinkies as he lets out a breathy chuckle , nodding before patting my head and leaving the room .

before i could even break down , my curtains were opened by donghyun . his face screamed joy — he was clearly excited with the way his eyes had sparkles in them and his smile was reaching from ear to ear . " they found me a donor ! "

he yelled out loudly before grabbing me by my arms and jumping together as we spun in circles . a smile lit up on my face when i saw how happy he was — i couldn't ruin the moment for him .

" what did doctor hanbin tell you ? he seemed so upset . " donghyun asked as we sat down on his bed , my legs hanging off the edge of the bed as he smiled at the patients walking past us .

" they um ... they found a cure ! hanbin was just sad because i was leaving ... " i lied . his smile appeared on his face once again , " maybe we're fated ... we met here and we're leaving together . " he teased as i slapped his arm playfully , " don't be silly donghyun ... "

twenty five more days — twenty five more days til i'm gone . i had no one to call , no one to visit me . i was just ... alone . my parents were gone from my sight the moment they realised i had an illness — so were my siblings .

i sobbed quietly in bed , it was almost three am and everyone was asleep , i didn't want to wake anyone up . why me ? why did i have to go through all of these ? alone ? it just didn't make sense to me — i was a healthy girl and now ... it's all gone just that like that .

will i ever experience true happiness ? will i ever be able to escape from the confinements of the hospital ? i wiped my tears with my blanket as my phone rang — you awake ? a text from donghyun .

i sat up and calmed myself down — i'm awake , why ? i replied . a few seconds go by before my curtain was opened , " hey ... " donghyun said as he fixes his hair , running his hand through his long blonde hair .

" wanna go for a quick vending drink run ? " he asked and i immediately nodded , reaching out for his hand as we sneakily went out of the room . we were taking the lightest steps ever as we tiptoed to the vending machine .

i was picking out my drink when donghyun suddenly grabbed me by my waist and pulled me to the side , hiding behind a wall as he smiled cheekily at me . the bright lights from a flashlight illuminating the room as he held my hand in his — for a moment i blushed . this was the first time i ever held hands with someone in three years . what more by a handsome guy ?

soon enough the light went off , donghyun peeked out from the corner of the wall — turning back at me with the prettiest smile and nodding slowly , i went back to the vending machine and quickly got our drinks . we sat down at the longue for a while and just drank our sodas .

it felt like eternity since i've had this feeling — the adrenaline rush of being caught , the feeling of hanging out with someone that isn't a nurse or doctor and the feeling of comfort with donghyun .

fifteen days left — what's life without fun ? donghyun said before he led me to the hospital's rooftop at six in the morning . now we were sitting on the rooftop with cookies his mom had passed him when she came earlier .

" it's been a while since i saw the sun rise ... " i mumbled as i watched the stars in the sky glisten . my arms holding my weight as i leaned back , feeling donghyun's hand overlap mine as he mirrored my actions .

" looks like we'll be watching it together , hm ? yn , what's your favourite food ? " donghyun asks out of the blue as i turned to face him . " i love ... dwaeji gukbap . i was from busan so — i grew to like it . why ? "

" you're from busan , too ?? " donghyun gasped as i giggled , nodding as he blinks profusely at me with a wide smile on his face . " why donghyun ? " i asked once more as he changed to his more relaxed demeanour , " my mom wanted to bring some for you . she thinks we're dating . "

i laughed loudly at his remark , " you're funny donghyun ... but it's fine — i don't wanna make your mother do extra work ... " he shrugged , " she'll still insist on making it . "

and he wasn't wrong . the next day , donghyun's mom came along and placed the food on my table . my eyes widened before thanking her , bowing as i greeted her . " donghyun has told me a lot about you , yn ... i'm so glad you're both leaving together ! maybe you can go on dates ~~ "

" mom ! " donghyun protested as he stuffed his face into the pillow . i chuckled and thanked his mother once more before digging in , i miss my mom's cooking ...

seven days left on this planet ... i feel , weak . i feel like vomitting every three hours ... i feel nauseous and it feels like i could do nothing . the doctors came around again for a visit , this time donghyun yelled out loudly .

" what do you mean the donor is no longer a donor ? so i won't be getting a new heart ?! " he yelled in frustration . i opened my curtains to see him completely in tears , his ears were red as his tears seeped through his blanket .

the doctors left him on his own to rest and have time for himself — they did promise that they'd find a new donor asap . soon the doctors came to me , " where's doctor hanbin ? "

" he's not feeling too well today , yn ... i'm his attending for today . " doctor myung said as he sat down in front of me . great ... doctor hanbin isn't here and the next doctor visit was in eight days , i'd be gone by then ...

" how're you feeling ? " doctor myung asked as he started typing on his computer . " weak ... i didn't finish a single plate for the last few days , i had no appetite . " i replied as he pressed his lips into a thin line .

" do you want to call anyone here , yn ? we expect the days to be much shorter ... i know you're supposed to have at least a week left but ... judging on your condition , it may be even worse than we expected . " doctor myung sighed . it felt like a knife was twisted in my stomach , " how ... how long ? "

" it's very unlikely , yn ... it could be any time below a week . " he answered and i nodded hesitantly , looking into the bright light to stop my tears from flowing down my cheeks . " that's fine ... thank you doctor myung . "

he gave me a reassuring smile before standing up to leave — but that's when i had a brilliant idea . " doctor myung ! " i yelled after him , running after him as i almost tripped . " could you please ... take my heart ? for donghyun . "

" that would be risky — " " please , doctor myung . it'll be my last wish ... he needs it . " i begged as he nodded , " we'll do our best , yn . "

" promise me you'll still be here ? " donghyun said as he sat on the operating table . i gave him a weak smile , nodding as he interlocked our hands . " i promise , i'll be with you . " were the last words i ever said to him as he was euthanized on his bed with anaesthesia filling his veins .

" let's go , yn . let's get you prepared . " doctor myung said as i laid down on the operating table , the nurses pushing me away as my hand was released from donghyun's grip . it had been exactly a month and a half since i met donghyun — he was the sweetest ever and even brought me everywhere in the middle of the night just to have fun and relax .

i'll miss you and i'll love you forever kim donghyun . thank you for showing me what love is — and how it felt to have a moment with someone .

entering the operating theatre , i saw how doctor hanbin's face was so tensed even with the mask covering half his face . i let out a stiffled chuckle as he stood next to me , " i'll miss having you around here , yn . "

" you've been the best doctor for me . thank you hanbin , and thank you nurses and doctor myung . please , don't forget to pass my gift on to donghyun after he wakes up ? " i said as he nodded , " you're an angel , yn . and i believe that you'll paint our skies beautifully . "

" don't forget me ... " were the last words that ever came out of my mouth as hanbin placed a mask over my mouth . a mask filled with gas that would make me pass out and literally pass on .

kim donghyun , please never forget me .

the moment donghyun woke up , he sat up and his eyes were moving everywhere as his mom calmed him down . he was searching for one person , she mattered more to him more than anything else now .

" donghyun , you need to rest sweetie . " his mom reminded him as he sighed , laying back down as he took his phone out . a text from you ? why would you text him ? did you leave him before he could even come back ?

YN — hey donghyun ... by the time you read this , it means your surgery was successful ! how was it ? do you feel weird ? haha i'm just joking ~ i knew the surgery would go well , you had doctors myung and hanbin , of course it'd go smoothly ~~

YN — by the time you also read this ... i'm no longer here . no i didn't leave the hospital .. i mean i'm no longer in this world . i should've told you before but you just seemed so happy to be getting a donor and i couldn't ruin that for you :)

YN — i only had a month left to live . i was feeling weaker by the day ... worser by the week . thank you kim donghyun , for showing me what the outside world was like , for having fun with me and bringing me out in the middle of the night .

YN — i'm already crying while writing this message for you haha ... donghyun , please take care of my heart ? i'm sorry i can't be there with you now but just know that i'm with you everywhere you go now . you have my heart donghyun (literally). i love you , please never forget me ? 🤍

needless to say , donghyun broke down like glass shattered into millions of pieces . he cried and yelled for your name , waiting for you to say ' joking ' in that cute tone of yours . he was waiting for you to appear and hug him , welcoming him back into the world .

his mother , the nurses nearby and doctors rushed to him — trying to calm him down as he just continued crying . his heart — your heart — hurt with every sob . he was hurting himself because of what he lost .

if only he knew , he would've brought you out of the hospital . he wouldn't have agreed to the heart transplant if it meant that he would lose you . " yn !!! " he would continuously yell as you stood beside him , you were there — but just not physically .

you couldn't cry — he couldn't cry . this was supposed to be a happy moment , it meant that he would live for a long time with a new heart . you patted his hair , crying as you squatted on the floor next to him . please never forget me kim donghyun .

the moment donghyun was discharged from the hospital , he brought his mother to visit your grave . the white and pink flowers he had brought for you along with a plush bear that were couples .

he squatted next to your grave , " you look as beautiful as ever , yn ... you've endured so much suffering , it's only right for you to rest now . i know i'm a month late but ... hey i was held up in the hospital . " he joked .

" i miss you , yn . your laugh , your smile , your voice . i saw the note you left me , and the hoodie . it smells just like you , beautiful . i'll keep the note forever , they'd have to surgically remove it from me ... " he joked once more as he wiped the tears that trickled down his cheeks .

" i love you , yn . i'll always remember you . paint the skies for me ? " as if on cue , the flower that donghyun had placed on your grave had turned to face him . there was no wind present yet it still turned to him . " rest well , yn . we'll meet again , one day . "

it's been 14610 days since you left — yet donghyun couldn't let go of that . donghyun was now 65 and laying down on his death bed with his family members around him — his siblings and his grandchildren . he never got married to anyone , he knew that you and him were meant to be .

he saw how you had painted to skies so beautifully ... the clouds sometimes representing fishes and sharks , in which he would take pictures of it and send them to your number .

he couldn't wait to see you again — he missed you dearly . your laughter , your smile , your voice , the way you would hide your mouth when you laugh too hard , he missed everything about you . he waited and waited ... and now the time has finally came .

everyone around him was crying , blaming the doctors for their lack of knowlegde on how to treat patients whatsoever . donghyun on the other side ? he prayed that you would be in front of him the moment he opened his eyes again .

i'll see you soon , we were always meant to be .

⨾ 𝑝. 𝑡𝑙 — @hooneverse @sol3chu @yourssincerely-mimi @reikaxslvr @petralovesbonedo @enhabooks @mwahvvis @jaerisdiction @rairaiblog @jeonginontopforever @cheruphic @amarecerasus

[blossominghunnie]

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

Pairing: Leehan x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, f2l trope

Warning: None

Notes: My first Leehan imagine jsjs.

Leehan and I were hanging out, strolling through the park at night. It was pretty chilly, and even if the weather app told me that it was going to be cold, I decided to only wear a thin long sleeve shirt. Which obviously was a big mistake. 

I was shivering, and it was quite obvious. 

I really thought I had it under control, so I decided not to tell the boy since I knew how good natured he was, which would result in him giving me his sweater without thinking twice. And the last thing I wanted was for him to get sick, Jaehyun would kill me since they had a comeback soon.

As I kept overthinking and trying to enjoy the walk at the same time, I felt a weight on my shoulders, literally. It was Leehan’s brown sweater.

I shook my head while looking at him. “No, no, Hannie.”

“Yes, yes, Y/n.” He imitated my movement, smiling. “You’re trembling and have a red nose.”

“I-I’m not, what makes you say that?”

“Maybe because you just stuttered?” He giggled.

“I always talk like that, have you never noticed?”

“Don’t be stubborn and accept it.” 

I sighed. “Okay, I’ll only do it if you aren’t cold. I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

“I’m pretty warm, I promise.”

I simply nodded, trusting him. 

We continued to walk and talk about trivial things, just enjoying each other’s company. 

We reached my apartment, and stood in front of the building’s main entrance, staring at each other. 

“I had fun tonight, Hannie.” I spoke. 

“I had a great time, Y/nnie, I always do when I’m with you.” He said with rosy cheeks, that I could tell, weren’t from the weather. 

His words made me blush, too. So I decided to be bold as well, and took a few steps towards him, standing on my tip toes, kissing his cheek tenderly. 

“Good night, Han. I hope we can do this again soon.”

He smiled. “I would like that, Y/nnie. Good night.”

I walked into my place, took my shoes off and hanged my bag. 

I sighted in delight as I went to my room and layed down on my bed. 

It took me a second to realize that I was still wearing Leehan’s sweater; guess that can be another excuse to see him. 

I was about to place it on my chair’s desk when I felt something on one of its pockets. I took it out and it was his ipod; curiosity took over me so I looked through his music. 

As I scrolled down, I ended up finding a playlist that was titled “Y/n”. It contained a lot of romantic songs, which made me blush. 

This could mean that he likes me, too. I would have to ask him next time I saw him. 

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[s3lcth]

The way back to you

pairing: myung jaehyun x reader

genre: fluff, a little of angst

n/a: so here it issss!!! it turned out pretty long hshahakak. i hope u like ittt!!! 💕💕

"I'm telling you that school's about to be the end of me, and all you can think of is inviting me to a damn study group?!" Leehan groaned at his best friend's proposal "The afternoon is for resting, right Yn?"

"Yeah, but if you used it to study a bit it wouldn't be a big deal" you opined as you sipped some of your juice. "Try not to fail so many this term, come on."

"You don't understand" he complained, offended "I don't want to be your friend any more".

"As you wish" replied Taesan dryly.

"Well, better not" he rectified himself, grabbing your arm.

"Anyways, see you later, little guys" you said goodbye, ruffling both boys' hair.

"Just because you're a year older than us doesn't make you taller, you know" Leehan defended.

"Shut up, I'm five foot seven, I'm the tallest in my class" you pleaded, making a seven with your hands.

"Yeah, whatever you say" and Taesan pushed you into your class.

As you walked in, your eyes darted to your seat, which was occupied by someone else resting their head on the window. You thought about saying something to him, but let it pass. It was the first day of term and they would still have to change places.

"Yn!" you heard your name being shouted "Why the hell haven't I seen your face all holiday?" exclaimed one of your friends.

"You know my law" you announced, responding to your friend's hug "Holidays are for resting and school is for suffering"

"Well, you could have at least not left me and the rest of us stranded" and when you were about to speak, she interrupted you "And don't tell me it's for your health" then, the girl walked towards a free seat.

When the class started, the first thing the teacher did was to change the seats.

Your friend was placed next to a short-haired girl and you next to the boy who had stolen your seat.

"Hello" you greeted him "I'm Yn".

"Hi" he replied with a shy, but at the same time big, smile "I'm Myung Jaehyun" Myung Jaehyun. For several seconds, his name kept repeating over and over in your head. It was him. There he was, after so long.

For a while, his eyes only looked at you I amusement.

"No way... It's really you?" he whispered, his eyes wide as saucers "You remember me, don't you? Don't you?" he exclaimed, excited.

"Of course I remember you, Jaehyun. How could I forget you?" you said with a smile identical to his. "What are you doing here... How come...?"

"You two in the back, be quiet!" a teacher shouted at you. You both fell silent, giggling under your breath.

The class soon began. It was merely introductory: the teacher introduced himself, talked about what he was going to teach during the course, and then had you introduce yourself to the class. You were rather absent for the whole hour, exchanging glances with your deskmate from time to time, until it was time for him to introduce himself.

"Hello, my name is Myung Jaehyun. I'm new to Seoul and my hobbies are sports, especially football. I also like dogs very much." His presentation was brief, but it reminded you of some of the childhood moments you spent with him.

......

"Jae, your mom says let's go home!" you shouted to him from the side of the small football field in your village, where he played with other children. You never liked football, so you usually stayed on the side playing basketball.

"But it's still too early!" he protested, although he was walking towards you. "I'll race you to my house, whoever wins has to buy the other a lemon candy tomorrow" he bet, before running off. You didn't take long to follow him either, but Jaehyun was always faster.

"Someday I'll beat you.... Someday" you swore, panting, leaning against the door of your house.

"Pinky promise?" he asked, showing his little finger.

"Pinky promise" you assured.

......

After school was over, you rushed to the bathroom. When you came back, you found Jaehyun at the door, talking to your two friends.

"Speaking of the devil..." whispered Taesan, waving to you. You walked over to where everyone was standing.

"We were talking about going out this afternoon, have you already started the academy, Yn?" Leehan questioned.

"I'm starting today, but I'm leaving earlier. I think around six" you reported, walking into class to get your backpack.

"So... How about we meet at the football field near your academy?" suggested Leehan, in a somewhat excited tone. If one thing was clear to you from so many years of friendship, it was that the boy loved meeting new people and befriending them, so you weren't opposed to the idea, in fact, you were even looking forward to it.

"Fine by me" said Taesan, scrolling down his phone.

"If you want to..." you commented, as you didn't really care what they were going to do. What you wanted was to be with Jaehyun, to know why he was here, what had become of his life.

Suddenly, you all looked at the young boy, who seemed lost in thought.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" asked Leehan, snapping his fingers in your friend's face.

"Me? Eh... Sure! Anywhere's fine. I'm not quite settled yet, you know..." he explained, scratching the back of his neck, smiling. Oh, that smile.

"In that case, have Yn give you the address of his academy and the two of you go there together, right?" proposed Taesan, with a small sideways smile. "After all, the two of you already knew each other before."

Jaehyun and you looked at each other, small smiles escaping your mouths. "Sure" you said.

......

"If I don't try harder this year, I'm going to fail everything!" your friend complained, leaning her head on your shoulder. How come all your friends were failing?

"It's the last year, what can you do..." you comforted her, patting her head. In the distance, you saw someone look sideways, probably looking for you.

"Oh, here you are!" he exclaimed when he saw you. It was Jaehyun, who came running up to your side as you waved goodbye to your friend.

"Shall we go?" you proposed, trying to hide your excitement. He nodded his head, signalling for you to pass in front of him.

On the way you talked about everything. You found out that he was in Seoul because his father had been promoted in his job, which made you very happy, as you remembered that, when you still lived in the village, his family had a hard time making ends meet.

When you arrived at the field, you saw your friend's mouth drop open in amazement. Although it wasn't the biggest, it was much bigger than the one in your village.

"Are you telling me this is a public facility?" he asked, surprised, hesitating whether or not to enter.

"If it were private, they'd all be there?" you pointed to your two friends and your brother, who must have joined them at some point "Come on in" you offered, giving him a little push in the back.

From afar, you watched as Leehan waved his arm to greet Jaehyun. He walked over to them, who started playing on a patch of field, while you were in the bleachers, until you decided to go for a basketball. You put on your headphones and started practising your shots, as you had a tournament coming up and it wouldn't hurt to practise.

Suddenly, you noticed someone hugging you from behind. Startled, you looked back at Jaehyun, who had stolen your headphones. They were playing 'Will you kiss me' by Playful kiss.

"Do you still listen to this song" questioned the boy grabbing the ball that you had dropped from the scare. " Wanna play?" he offered.

"And the rest of them?" you nodded your head towards where they were.

"Never mind, they're resting" he clarified, passing you the ball.

......

You were humming your favourite Playful Kiss song while playing basketball, when your ball escaped and hit the light blue radio resting on the floor.

"There you are!" shouted a small Jaehyun in the distance. You turned to him, ball in hand. "Are you done playing, Jae?" confused, you asked. Suddenly, the boy grabbed you from behind to take the ball, starting to bounce it.

"Wanna play?" he offered, passing you the ball. "Whoever loses has to buy the other one a lemon candy."

Getting carried away by the competitiveness, you played against him, although he ended up winning.

"Someday I'll beat you" you vowed, taking your ball back.

"Pinky promise?

"Pinky promise" you assured, interlocking both fingers.

......

It had been several days since Jaehyun's arrival in the city and you couldn't be happier. You were together almost every day with the others. But there was something that didn't quite fit.

Every time he gave you a smile, yours came out without a thought. His unintentional touches on your hand when you walked side by side made your cheeks turn pink. When he opened a door for you or when he shared his food with you, your stomach seemed to want to escape from inside you.

And you didn't want to accept what you felt. You didn't want to ruin what had just re-formed between the two of you over a useless feeling. That's why you tried to let it go, until that day came.

It was a hot summer afternoon and the amount of clouds in the sky ensured a storm, yet your group of friends decided to go out and play on the football field for a while.

This time, Jaehyun played basketball with you all afternoon, which was not beneficial to your plan to end your apparent feelings for him.

Suddenly, you noticed a drop fall on your face. Then another, another, another... And a great storm formed under your heads.

Taesan, Leehan and Sunho took shelter under the bleachers and, as you were about to follow them, Jaehyun grabbed your arm and pulled you, making you run after him unconsciously.

Both your bodies were covered in water from head to toe, but it didn't seem to matter. Holding hands, you and your friend ran aimlessly through the city, your laughter the only thing that could be heard. Suddenly, Jaehyun stops.

"I'll race you, whoever wins has to buy the other a lemon candy," he said, as if you had suddenly gone back in time. Then he ran off. But this time something different happened. You won.

"You kept your promise, I guess I'll have to buy it this time," sighed Jaehyun, feigning annoyance.

When he gave it to you, you quickly popped it in your mouth. "It tastes like victory" you thought.

"There's one thing I've always wondered," you began, "why do you like lemon candy so much?" he smirked.

"Because they remind me of you" you looked at him confused "They produce a bitter sensation at first, but then it's so sweet, they're refreshing and, most importantly, I love them" He looked straight into your eyes, then, he and directed his gaze to your lips, then to your eyes again.

He gently placed the palm of his hand on your cheek, still wet from the rain. Slowly he brought his face closer to yours, when an unexpected gust of wind blew all your hair into your face. He let out a little chuckle, as you felt the ground fall away from you in embarrassment.

"Wait... Let me just..." He whispered as he put your hair back in place "We're good now, can I?" you just nodded, letting yourself get caught up in the moment. At that time your plan was a thousand miles away.

His lips were soft and savoured the taste of the candy you had just eaten. One of his hands was still on your cheek while the other rested loosely on your waist. Your hand went up to the nape of his neck, playing with his hair; the other was on his chest.

As soon as you parted, Jaehyun hid his head in the crook of your neck, hugging you while smelling your scent, which was more wet than anything else.

"I love you so much, you can't imagine how this years without you have been" he said, keeping his head in the same place. You started rubbing his back up and down.

"I love you too, Jae" you said that in a really soft whisper "I mean it, I don't think I can ever let you go again" you lifted his face with both your hands, his watery eyes looked at you as if he could see your soul, and in a way he did. You ran your hand through his hair, uncovering his forehead to leave one more peck there. He coughed, suddenly feeling nervous, cheeks on fire.

"Well... Don't you think the rest of them are looking for us?" he asked, scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah,I think so, come on" you ordered, taking his hand as you laughed.

[hazeytae]

bnd twt links pt. 2

♡ porn links, mostly dom!bnd but take these how you will <3 , kinda filler post

sungho.

sungho treats you just like a princess 😔 ik this man a MUNCHH taking every opportunity to eat you out

he loves loves loveeesssss when your riding him and you get all needy, hips moving sloppily just chasing your orgasm n focusing on making yourself feel good

this just SCREAMS sungho. screams his name. 🫠

riwoo.

poor riwoo chasing his orgasm, taking out any stresses onto you (very sweetly tho)

he has almost no mean bone in his body... unless u pissed him off🤭 im a dom riwoo truther if u cant tell

riwoo fucking into u til u squirt on his cock :3 (i love this vid guys)

DRY HUMPING WITH RIWOO. he cant keep his hands off u!!!!

jaehyun.

sitting on jaehyuns face !! he begged for u to jus suffocate him with your cunt until you finally gave in "but jaehyun what if i suffocate you!" "but baby thats what i want~!" he whined while pulling u down onto his face 🤧

he only wants to make u feel good <3 putting his fingers to work !! doing what hes best at !!!

desperately desperatelyyyy fucking ur thighs, he said he'd be quick! but he already came 2 times- overstimulating himself with your thighs even though your practically begging for him to put it in,,, puppys being so selfish :(((

taesan.

this is screaming taesan. literally everything about this video is so taesan coded?!!

literally plunginggg his fingers in n out of you but the second your close to cumming he'll replace his fingers with his cock so your cumming on his cock for the nth time🙊

ik taesan good with that tongue. wtf. and he good asf with those fingers!! perfect for eating you out <3

taesan liiiveeesss for late night sex

leehan.

who else is here for leehan size kink... because i am!! you look way too good when hes just towering over you

lazy spooning with leehan, he just looovvveeesss seeing you in thigh highs

he loves when you fuck yourself back onto him, he cant get enough of the way your body chases his cock when he pulls out slightly, almost like you cant be apart from him at all and he finds that sosososooo sexy

[blue-jisungs]

[ 🏡 ] being their girl next door

# author’s note … can’t believe this took me so long bye

# genre … fluffy scenarios of how would bonedo act as your neighbors! some member's parts are shorter, sorry :( non established realtionship, non idol

# word count … 1241, around 200 per member

# net ... @onedoornet

┆彡 JAEHYUN [ 재현 ]

he’s literally like a puppy <\3

the second he heard / saw that someone was moving in, he was planning how to greet his new neighbor!!

calling all his friends to greet you with a small basket of goodies

and his jaw just drops when he sees you open the door, sungho has to nudge him

boy is IN LOVE

he sits on his porch all day and springs to his feet the second he sees you to talk n chat

as i said, puppy.

and his energy is just so contagious that you can’t help but be around him

and before you can realize you’re hanging out with his friends, baking pies with his mom, helping other neighbors…

because he’s *the* boy, everyone in the neighborhood knows him because he says hi to everyone and offers help

so he’ll be at your doorstep 9am sharp on a lazy sunday, dragging you by your arm, to go and help that one older lady with her garden

but you don’t complain, not only you get to hang out with him (and stare at his pretty face~) but also some fresh fruit from the lady once you’re done

┆彡 SUNGHO [ 성호 ]

to be fair he was too shy to go greet you but your cats had other plans

simba snuck out once and sungho started panicking, desperate to find him

so he came knocking at your door, panic all over his face

"oh, so that’s your cat!" you grinned and welcomed him inside and sungho saw simba playing with your cat

and obviously you start talking about them, you offer him something to drink, you take pics of them, you exchange numbers… you learn he’s literally the boy next door

and he’s so shocked when he leaves nearly at midnight, with a small pang in his heart

he uses simba as an excuse to hang out with you more <\\3

and even if he doesn’t come w him he’s like "yeah he was sleeping so i didn’t want to wake him up.. don’t tell him i visited you alone, though"

atp he’s visiting you everyday, you can just tear a wall down bc this man is basically living at your place

┆彡 TAESAN [ 태��� ]

taesan simply acknowledged you, too busy to greet you and then two moths went by so it was too late to greet you in the neighborhood…

he lived on the same floor, practically door to door so you often stumbled upon each other in the mornings while leaving

he knew you and would say hi every time you passed each other or have a small talk in the lift

but once when he invited his friends over and was making some cookies, he ran out of sugar

so he decided to do it the lazy way (and also talk to a pretty girl) and ask you if you could lend him some

and he was so so surprised when you opened the door and he heard the sounds of nirvana in the background

you started chatting about the band and then about music in general

(he didn’t even notice when his friends arrived and saw you two talking in your doorway)

and taesan left, completely forgetting about the sugar

ever since, he found himself hearing faint sound of music - and whenever he heard his favorite, he couldn’t help but go and knock at your door to talk about it

overtime you two exchanged numbers and sent each other playlist

even though he’s still fishing courage for it, he decided he’ll ask you for a date: maybe listening to music together <3

┆彡 LEEHAN [ 이한 ]

ahhh leehan my beloved 😭

donghyun wasn’t really aware that someone moved next to him… yknow, spending his time inside with his fish…

so when one morning his mom nagged him to throw the trash out and he did that in his oversized tshirt with nemo and fish boxers…

and then he heard

"nice outfit, neighbor!"

his body literally froze

he could feel blood rising to his face and he saw you, tanning on the front yard

he quickly connected the dots (especially when his mom said "you should talk to that sweet girl next door")

but he was so embarrassed that he only muttered a hi and ran back inside

and honestly, if it wasn’t for his mom inviting you over all the time… he’d never talk to you

but you stroke a conversation and never mentioned his fishy (lmao) outfit before

and donghyun gradually started opening up to you, growing more attached

he even showed you his fish!! and he runs to you everytime there’s a new member of his small family to show them off to you

(at this point you both wait excitedly for his mail)

and when you asked him to go with you to an aquarium, he thought he’ll faint on spot (and also, quite missed the fact that you asked him on a date but,,, he’s just a little clueless… ^_^)

┆彡 RIWOO [ 리우 ]

riwoo is completely normal about doughnuts right. right…?

so he was absolutely completely normal ordinary acting when in the same day he moved in, there was a cute girl welcoming him…

… and holding a box with donuts

"sorry but i didn’t know what else to grab. welcome to our neighborhood!" you grinned

he was sold.

you chatted for a while, he made you coffee n you exchanged numbers!

and only when you said goodbye, he came up with a good reason to ask you out

so the next day you got a text saying "hey, do you perhaps know good places in town with donuts? do you wanna go with me and test them?"

and obviously you agreed~~~

you obviously couldn’t go to all the places so it became a thing you did at least once a week

or whoever one of you had some left over donuts at home, you’d go visit your neighbor and chat

(by the way he’s always down for the tea like what do you mean that old hag down the hallway yelled at you!!!)

┆彡 WOONHAK [ 운학 ]

woonhak, as the youngest, was sent to invitation duty as soon as the new girl moved in next door

and the moment you opened the door, he was WHIPPED

he greeted you n gave u a basket full of sweets and offered to help you with unpacking

and before you realized he was writing down your number and promising you to show you around

there’s no dull moment with him !!!

because he’s your neighbor you often ignore the loud screams and cheers coming from his apartment

you were a little lonely and jealous of how much fun he and his friends had on daily basis :(

and woonhagi being the angel he is, decided to invite you over one day for a game night

so you met his friends (who exchanged suspicious looks when you n woonhak hugged as a greeting)

you’re basically roommates at this point, he’s always coming by n so are you

or doing sleepless nights you text him that you’ll by at his place in 5

and he already prepares snacks n board games

i wouldn’t be surprised if u exchanged ur house keys atp

you also two often meet for study dates as well

sometimes you hear him singing through your walls lmao 🥹

and whenever you compliment his talent, he’s a shy mess

masterlist <3

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[byeuijoo]

you came 𐀔 kim leehan

genre : slightly fluff, slightly ansgt ⋆ warnings : stress because of school & job, reader is crying ⋆ word count : 932

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warm tears kept rolling down your moist cheeks, your cold body trembling under the sizzling light of the street lamp. raising your eyes to the sky, you saw that it was completely cloudy, with rain threatening to fall at any moment. today was a very bad day — a very, very bad day. and all you wanted was a hot shower, a warm blanket and a good movie to cry your eyes out.

looking at the time on your phone, you pursed your lips together, almost biting them bloody as you cursed yourself inwardly. what were you thinking, contacting him at such a late hour? you were pretty sure he wouldn't come — your messages indicating that he had seen but not replied. after all, why would he make the trip? you hadn't been very nice to him this morning, the stress of classes and work consuming you completely, until the people close to you suffer. first your mother, second your little brother, then your music teacher, and above all, your best friend. the one who's never said a mean word or behaved in a hostile way towards you, the one who's always supported you, no matter what dubious choices you've made in life (and yet, the time you asked myung jaehyun to go out with you in the eighth grade, while singing, was not a very glorious moment to behold.)

as far back as you can remember, your explosive temperament has always been your undoing, and today was proof of that once again. after that catastrophic day, you had just lost your job — it was the icing on the cake. you didn't hesitate to contact leehan after being kicked out, but the boy was probably already busy, which would explain why he didn't answer you. or perhaps.. he was ignoring you on purpose.

while you bit your nails in nervousness, tearing your skin until it bled slightly, you felt a sudden presence at your side. raising your gaze while sniffing loudly, your tired eyes landed on your best friend's questioning face. he came, you thought, and your tears redoubled in intensity. a soft smile settled on his lips — probably because of how ridiculous he thought you were, sitting on the sidewalk, knees to your chest, crying like a child. leehan took his hand out of his jacket pocket, leaving the warmth of his pocket to meet the coolness of the dawning night, before stretching it towards you so that you can grab it and help yourself up.

without hesitation, your fingers made contact with his in the second that followed. and, with ease, he pulled you towards him and lifted you to your feet. his gaze locked with yours, and you felt another sob in the back of your throat. before you could do anything, his free hand reached up to your head, deftly placing a cap on the top of your skull. « there, » he says, adjusting it so that it doesn't bother you, but can hide your tear-streaked face, « no one will be able to see your weaknesses this way. i know you hate it. »

your heart clenched in your chest, as your gaze juggled from one eye to the other. without realizing it, your hand hadn't let go of his at all — it was only when his fingers intertwined with yours that you came back to your senses. « you came.. » you whispered, your voice trembling, so weak, making him nod positively with a sincere smile painting his face. « you asked me to. » he replied, nonchalantly pulling on your hand to draw your body closer to his, now able to wrap his free arm around your waist. you didn't seem unsettled, far too preoccupied with finding a way to apologize for your awful behavior this morning to say anything.

you felt so bad — the guilt gnawing at you as you realized that you had been obnoxious to the only one person who will never let you down. pursing your lips (which had already suffered a great deal) a slight pout formed on them, « i'm sorry.. » you say in a small voice, shame firmly evident in the way you speak.

but leehan didn't seem to agree with your apology, so he shook his head negatively and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. taken aback by his action, you moved slightly away from him to observe his eyes. why was your heart beating strangely? why did you feel like there was a rollercoaster in your belly? why did the light from the street lamp make leehan even more beautiful than usual?

just as you were about to speak, you were cut off by raindrops suddenly falling from the sky. looking up at it, you watched the heavy clouds above you — the rainwater falling on your face, just like the tears that had previously flooded your cheeks. you didn't notice right away that your best friend's gaze was completely locked on you. you didn't pay attention until your pupils met his.

at that moment, something had changed in his eyes. something different was shown, but you didn't know what exactly. none of you were bothered by the rain, even though it was getting heavier and heavier, completely wetting your clothes. suddenly, you caught leehan's gaze, which shifted for a microsecond lower on your face, right where your lips are — before returning its focus to your eyes. and the sentence he dropped next, made your poor legs weak.

« what if i kiss you right now? »

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[chewnotchoke]

MAKING OUT WITH LEEHAN THOUGHTS

saw this on tiktok and said 'yup. leehan.'

wc: 302

i like to think leehan kisses you in a way that steals the air from your lungs; slow, deliberate, yet desperate all at once. each brush of his lips is met with a shallow breath, as if he’s savoring the moment before diving back in. his mouth moves in sync with the way his fingers graze your jawline, trailing down to the curve of your waist, pulling you impossibly closer.

there’s a thin pause between each kiss, just enough for him to part slightly, to glance at your lips as if committing their shape to memory, before indulging himself all over again. his kisses are mouthy, hungry, filled with a deep, unspoken desire. every time, your pulse stutters, racing in response to the skillful way he moves, to the way his lips demand and devour.

leehan kisses you like he can never get enough, like even having you in his grasp isn’t quite satisfying the ache inside him. it’s urgent, deep, and needy moving in a frantic rhythm that makes you breathless, both in the literal sense and in the realization that this is leehan, kissing you like this. and when you finally break away, gasping for air, he doesn’t let go.

his gaze locks onto yours, intense and searching, his chest rising and falling in sync with yours. he looks at you like he needs you—physically, entirely. his eyes trace the flush on your cheeks, the way your lips glisten, swollen from the passion that lingers between you. and then, without hesitation, he claims your lips once more, as if the mere seconds apart were unbearable.

this time, his kiss is messier, sloppier, dripping with want. every movement is filled with need, with longing. and in that moment, it’s clear:

nothing will ever be enough, not when it comes to you.

[hangup119]

when pigs fly 03. female acquired 🙏😎

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you will only admit that you actually like kim leehan when pigs start to fly. for now, though, everyone else will just have to suffer the push-and-pull that happens whenever the two of you are near each other's vicinity.

author’s note. ok guys im gonna be putting everything back in light mode im sorry 😔 i cant take it anymore dark mode is TEW dark for me wa wawawa

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[mountaesan]

boynextdoor when their s/o is on their period

pairing. ot6 x afab!reader warnings. period mention , therefore reader has a uterus but other than that no other terms are used to specify gender , period cramps & cravings mentions , jaehyun has women in his life ? , and woonhak is a feminist ( LMAO PLS DON’T TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY IT’S A JOKE ) notes. gave up on my constipated leehan x constipated reader fic and decided to write this banger on a whim more under the cut !

sungho : 

he 100% tracks your cycle with you. if you don’t have him added to your tracking app, he has his own where he makes note of your different symptoms (safe to say you were deeply impressed and got emotional when you found out). also does a lot of research about menstruation and your cycle. he wants to know everything there is to know so that he can be there for you throughout all four phases of your cycle. genuinely becomes concerned sometimes when you’re doubled over in pain and you can’t get out of bed. sungho also has a tendency to stock up on hot packs/water bottles because he absolutely hates to see the love of his life struggling. always willing to wrap you up in his arms 

riwoo : 

says ‘miss bitch is back’ when you’re on your period. yes, he has nicknamed your period ‘miss bitch’ (mostly because it’s a bitch to you whenever it’s that time of the month). let’s you do anything and everything you want to do. if you feel like going to the nearest convenience store at 2 in the morning because you want to eat three bowls of buldak, he’s right behind you. if you feel like crying while watching ‘The Notebook’ for the thousandth time, he’s holding the box of tissues for you. to be frank, he enjoys it when you’re on your period (not when you’re in pain ofc) because that means he can bring home the gazillion different desserts he’s been meaning to try. the two of you have a taste testing on the bed, taking bites from different tarts, cakes, donuts (duh), and other sweets to your silly little hearts’ content. 

myung jaehyun : 

gets upset that you have to be in pain for a week every month. curses the menstruation gods and begs for the pain to be transferred to him (half joking, half serious). so, to prove his solidarity, he bought one of those period cramp simulators and tried it on himself. afterwards, he apologized to every single woman in his life. twice. he likes to cuddle up with you and pretend to punch your abdomen, saying he’s fighting the period cramps for your honor. it’s silly but you’re too tired to say anything. will immediately fix up any absurd cravings you have because if his baby is craving bacon and chocolate, his baby will be eating bacon and chocolate! 

taesan : 

he can recognize your period before you do, without the help of a tracking app (sungho is seething with jealousy). you’re impressed, but taesan doesn’t think much of it; he just notices the slight changes in your diet and attitude, and acts accordingly. wordlessly stocks up on snacks and junk food a couple days prior. once it’s leak week, taesan refuses to let you do anything. you’re basically in bed arrest. if he catches you waddling out of the bedroom with the hot water bottle pressed to your abdomen, he’s ushering you right back to bed. likes to push your hair back and kiss you on the forehead. it’s weird and random, but it’s something he only does when you’re on your period. otherwise, he’s back to usual kissing regimen. 

leehan : 

clueless #1. he doesn’t know much about periods or menstruation cycles so he does his best to research on it. he does know a thing or two about mood swings though, so if you’re ever in a mood, he just lets himself be yelled at until you’re feeling better. afterwards, he’ll give you a kiss and swaddle you with blankets to help you unwind and relax. you noticed that leehan liked to be the little spoon when you were on your period, which is weird because he usually likes spooning you. turns out, he liked the warmth of your hot water bottle and used cuddling as an excuse to warm himself up. likes to cozy up with you in bed and do netflix marathons, re-watching all your favorite rom-coms and tv shows. 

woonhak : 

clueless #2. woonhak cried the first time you cried when you were on your period. you weren’t even crying because of him, you were crying because you remembered cheesepuff, your pet hamster from the third grade, was dead. regardless, he was freaking out! researches and asks around a lot, especially his hyungs, about periods and what he can do to help. steals sweets from riwoo, hot packs from taesan, and uses leehan’s netflix account. oh he also stole borrowed jaehyun’s period cramp simulator and almost cried a second time that week. becomes a feminist whenever you’re on your period and whips out his copies of Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, and The Awakening to prove that he stands with you. ig it’s the thought that counts ?

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[blissfullsvn]

if i say, i love you

summary. after a long day, all you really want is to be in taesan’s arms.

pairing. han taesan x reader genre. fluff, established relationship word count. 0.9k warnings. n/a a/n. fun fact: this wasn’t the original taesan fic i wanted to post for his bday bcs stms it’s easier to write sth in 3 hrs than finish a draft you’ve had for the past 5 months 👩‍🦯 but as always, please enjoy this, and i hope everyone gets to have their own taesan in their lives :) masterlist

you and taesan have never been overly touchy with each other. it’s not that you both dislike physical touch; you just tend to express your feelings more often through quiet moments spent together.

today, however, you need taesan more than ever.

you trudge inside your shared apartment, your body feeling unbearably heavy. taesan is sitting on the sofa with headphones and his ipad propped up on his knees, a contemplative look on his face. it’s a familiar sight, one that occurs whenever a new idea for a composition strikes in his head and he has to record it down immediately, so you usually leave him alone to not disrupt his creative process.

seeing this, you force yourself to stand by the door, hoping for at least a greeting before you can retreat inside your room—if your boyfriend was busy, you’d rather break down without him seeing.

almost immediately, taesan looks up and smiles, the kind where his eyes are squeezed into crescents and whiskers appear under them. but when he finally sees you, he instantly plants his feet on the floor, setting his ipad aside and ripping off his headphones.

“y/n?” his voice is soft and gentle. he always treats you like a delicate flower; it makes you feel like you can fall apart in his presence and he’ll be there to pick up your pieces.

“y/n,” he calls again, and he’s about to get up before you briskly walk towards him and all but jump on him.

with your knees on either side of him, you wrap your arms around his neck and drop your head on his shoulder. noticeably, taesan tenses at the uncharted touch, and a moment of hesitation lingers. but his arms quickly shoot up to envelop you, hands resting firmly on either side of your torso as he holds you tightly against himself.

he remains silent, letting you take in his warmth as he gently caresses your back. you nuzzle against his neck, wanting to get as close to him as you can. despite his surprise at your touch, he doesn’t make it known and mirrors your actions, nosing your collarbone as he pulls you even closer.

you thought you would break into tears immediately in his arms, but the more you lean into his touch, the more you feel your weariness dissipate, until the huge lump in your throat eventually melts as well.

sensing your breathing calm down and your body turning lax against his, he places a kiss on your neck and whispers against your skin: “i’m here.” it’s a simple declaration; two words that neither push you to speak nor stop you from sharing, but just to remind you that, whatever it is, he’s always by your side.

“i… had a bad day today,” you begin, and taesan’s hold on you never once falters. as you tell him about what happened, his fingers continuously draw idle circles on your back, and he hums softly to reassure you that he’s listening.

“how do you feel now?” taesan, gentle as ever, asks after you stop talking.

“...a lot better,” you confess and nuzzle against his neck again, landing a peck there to emphasize your point.

“i’m glad.” the smile is evident from his voice alone, even if you can’t see his face.

a few more moments of silence pass between you, the two of you simply relishing each other’s company. it’s only when you catch taesan’s ipad light up with a notification from your peripheral vision that you remember what he had been doing before your almost-break-down.

you pull yourself away, but your hands remain on his shoulders, as do his on your waist. “you were composing something before this, right?” your eyebrows are knitted in guilt, lips jutting out similarly. “sorry, i didn’t mean to interrupt you… you can continue now.”

“no, don’t apologise,” taesan replies immediately, shaking his head. he reaches up to tuck your hair behind your ears and smiles, fondness seeping from every pore, “i’ll always put you before anything else.”

it’s strange how the emotions you initially expected to spill over from your negative experiences today are now threatening to escape from these seven words instead. with the lump returning to your throat once again, you don’t trust your voice to speak.

instead, you move your hands to cup his face and lean down to place your lips on his, letting your body do the talking instead.

with every movement, your feelings translate from your heart to his. his grip on your waist tightens as he cranes his neck to capture more and more of these feelings, until both of you are rendered breathless from all the emotions filling your bodies, squeezing around your ribs, your lungs, and your hearts.

when you pull away, the dazed look on taesan is something that you want to carve into your mind forever. for someone who’s never uncomposed, the fact that he’s been rendered like this, and because of you, makes your insides twist with something far greater than you can explain.

“i love you.”

for now, you’ll settle with the word ‘love.’

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