#moonbin is a paid actor

[suhyeos]

for april fools sua posted pics w moonbin and was like im an only child btw

[starry-kfics]

feathers [sanha]

(1.0) (2.0)

word count: 2547

warnings: none

extra info: guardian angel au, where you have a particularly difficult assignment in the form of yoon sanha and his chronic bad luck

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Taking a deep breath, you paused at the door of your house that you had just moved into. You were a Guardian Angel, and today was the day you were to meet your assignment. They had just turned 18, which means that it was now your job to keep them alive. As long as they stayed alive, you would be allowed to live on Earth.

You had been assigned a house next to your assignment’s residence. It was in the middle of a busy city in Korea, you quite liked the city from the little you had seen when you “moved in” a few hours earlier. Guardian Angels were supposed to be inconspicuous, but humans knew about your existence; however you still weren’t supposed to come right out and say it. So you still had to attempt to keep up the appearance of a human. Remembering that, you tucked your pale lilac wings into your back. Now you could pass as a human.

Opening the door, you stepped out onto the sidewalk. The city was alive and bustling, the streets filled with people. Thankfully, a Guardian Angel could identify their assignment by the glowing aura around them, visible only to their Guardian Angel. Craning your neck, you finally saw the human you had been assigned.

He was quite tall, with pastel pink hair, and was dressed casually. He was looking down at his phone, not quite paying attention to where he was going, and your eyes widened when you saw that a car was coming at him as he stepped onto on a crosswalk.

Instincts kicking in, you darted forward, grabbing his sweater sleeve and yanking him back onto the sidewalk before the car went hurtling by. The driver was also looking at his phone, not a good thing. The boy you had just saved seemed startled, and you saw that he had headphones in as well, so he wouldn’t have been able to even hear the car coming.

“Oh, thank you.” He said, still shaken, then seemed to remember his manners, bowing deeply to you. “I am Yoon Sanha, and I think I owe you my life now.”

“Ah, nice to meet you, Sanha. I’m Y/N.” You replied, watching as the glowing aura around him faded. You knew his name, now your assignment was truly beginning.

“Is there anything I can do to repay you, Y/N-ssi?”

“Look both ways before crossing?”

Sanha grinned down at you, nodding. “Of course. I need to be going, but thank you again!”

You breathed a sigh of relief you didn’t even realize had been building up. First day of your assignment and he almost got hit by a car. But you couldn’t leave him alone just yet, you had to make sure he stayed safe. Slipping a few people behind him, you followed him down the streets as he walked somewhere, a destination obviously in mind. Sanha stopped at a food truck, ordering his lunch.

If Guardian Angels needed to eat, you would have bought some as well, it looked delicious. But there was no hunger in your stomach, so you remained a safe distance away.

You smiled when you saw that he stopped at the crosswalk, pressing the button, and looking both ways before crossing. Managing to get across after him with only a couple seconds left, you saw him heading towards the doors of a large building, the word ‘FANTAGIO’ emblazoned across it. Must be where he works. Thinking back to your assignment information, you had also be given a job there, so this wouldn’t be that suspicious at least.

Sanha went to take a bite of the wrap he had bought, and you sensed that something was wrong with the food. This boy was about to get food poisoning, according to your Guardian Angel instincts. Not deadly, so did you really have to save him from it, and risk giving yourself away on the first day? Nah, he’ll learn a lesson.

Then, you saw a shadow move as Sanha walked by an alley. Great, he was also about the be mugged.

“You have got to be kidding me.” You groaned, dashing to intercept the confrontation. Not wanting to beat up someone, you decided to con your way out of this one.

Grabbing Sanha’s hand, you smiled at him brightly, pulling him away from the alley. “Hey, Sanha! We’re running late, let’s go, jagiya!”

With a firm grip, you dragged him forward quickly, and in the rush, he dropped his wrap. You just saved him from a mugging and food poisoning, you would have asked for a raise if you got paid. You were moving extremely fast, to the point where you were running and he was jogging, long legs able to keep up with your shorter ones. The figure disappeared back into the alley, and you stopped in front of the Fantagio building doors, promptly letting go of his hand.

“Y/N-ssi? What just happened?” Sanha asked, cocking his head, clearly confused.

“I saw someone in the alley with a knife. They looked like they were about to mug you or something, so I got you out of there.”

“Why were you there?”

“I was just on my way to work.” You explained, gesturing to the Fantagio building.

“You work here? I haven’t seen you before.” Sanha questioned, holding the door open for you.

“I’m a new hire, today’s my first day.”

“So what do you do?”

Remembering what human job you’d been given, you replied, “Nothing special, just a personal assistant.”

Stopping at the front desk, you were surprised that Sanha waited with you as you spoke to the receptionist, getting all of your first day stuff. He eyed your packet that contained all of your job descriptions. “So, who are you assisting for? One of the producers? Managers?”

Opening it, you skimmed until you saw it. “A group named ASTRO.”

“I’m in that group!” Sanha squealed excitedly. “This is awesome, come on!”

You had to jog after Sanha as he ran to the elevator, pressing the button excitedly. Sensing danger again, you looked over to the stairs. “Sanha, this is going to take too long, how about we just take the stairs?”

“We’re going to the sixth floor, Y/N-ssi, no way.”

As he said that, the elevator opened, and you reluctantly followed him. The elevator was empty, and he smiled as you stepped on, leaning against the wall. As you went up, you watched the numbers go up, the elevator stopping on the second floor. A maintenance man got on, pushing his cart of tools with him. Perched precariously on top of some boxes was a sledgehammer, and you sensed it starting to wobble towards Sanha. If that hit his head, it definitely wouldn’t feel good.

“Sanha, could you please move?” You asked, and he looked at you strangely.

“Why?”

“Move.”

Seeming extremely put-off, he did as you said, and just as he moved to a different corner, the hammer fell. It slammed to the floor with a heavy thunk, breaking the tiles underneath it.

“I am so sorry!” The maintenance man exclaimed, picking his tool up before bowing deeply to Sanha.

“It was an accident, I forgive you.” The younger man said awkwardly, and the elevator binged, it had reached floor six. Sanha and you got off, leaving the other man on the elevator.

“So far you’re a great personal assistant.” Your companion commented, and you laughed a little bit.

“Thanks.”

“Now come on, you’ll want to meet the others. We’re doing dance practice today, so you’ll probably be busy running around getting water and towels and fans or whatever else the boys will need.” Sanha explained, leading you down the a hallway.

“We try to bring our own stuff, but most of the time we’re really forgetful. Like today, I don’t have any water, so I’m going to need some, if you don’t mind.” He seemed really uncomfortable with ordering someone around, even if it’s your job, he obviously wasn’t used to it.

“Of course, Mr. Yoon.” You replied.

“Don’t call me that, okay? You called me Sanha before, you can still call me that, okay?”

“Okay, Sanha.”

Sanha gave you a small grin before opening a door for you. “This, is the practice room.”

It was a fairly large room, wood floors, and a wall covered entirely in mirrors, probably so they could check their form when they danced. There were five other boys in there, and one turned to the pink-haired boy.

“Ya! The maknae finally decides to join us.” The short brunette man said, exasperated, but he still had a hint of friendliness in his tone.

“Sorry hyungs, I almost got hit by a car, and then almost mugged, and then almost killed by a falling sledgehammer. Oh, this is Y/N-ssi, by the way, she’s our new personal assistant.”

The others didn’t seem surprised by Sanha recounting the three times he almost died today, but were more surprised by your precense. “We got a personal assistant?” A dark-haired boy asked curiously.

“You should be used to it, Dongmin, don’t you actors get one on set or something?” A shorter dark-haired boy replied, and the one addressed as Dongmin seemed to ponder this for a moment.

You took this opportunity to introduce yourself. “Nice to meet you all, I’m Y/N. Please, ask me for anything, I’m here to help.”

They went one by one and you learned all their names before a couple older people entered. Apparently they were the dance instructors, and you took this as your cue to stay to the side, observing and ready to fetch anything they might need.

The members of ASTRO seemed reluctant to actually ask you for anything, so you had to instinctually get things they wanted. You saw Rocky had to blink the sweat out of his eyes frequently, and handed him a towel. Sanha had mentioned before that he didn’t have water, so you grabbed three water bottles from the vending machine; the two extra came in handy when JinJin knocked his over and spilled most of it, and the other because Moonbin had also forgotten water. Dongmin needed batteries for his fan during their five minute break, and MJ’s headband flew off at one point, and you had to pick it up before Sanha slipped on it and ended up breaking his neck or something.

This assignment was going to be exhausting.

Finally, the members were done with practice, had gotten changed, and were all starting to go home.

“Hey Y/N-ssi, we’re all going to dinner, would you like to come with us?” JinJin offered, and you looked to Sanha.

“Hyungs, I’m actually really tired. Can I just go home now?” Sanha asked, a slight whine in his voice. Thankfully you wouldn’t have to stay out any longer.

“Do you have your key?” Dongmin questioned, and the youngest nodded his head. “Okay, be safe.”

“He only wants to go home so he can finish the ice cream.” Moonbin proclaimed, and you had to hold back your laughter at Sanha’s indignant look.

“Nu-uh!”

Dongmin shook his head at their bickering, turning to you. “Are you coming, Y/N-ssi?”

“I’d love to, but I have more unpacking to do before I go to bed. Another time maybe?” You told him, and the other boys looked disappointed, but accepted your reasoning anyway.

“Okay, well see you tomorrow!”

The five older members said their goodbyes to you, waving as they headed down towards whatever restaurant they were going to.

“Did you just move in?” Sanha asked, falling into step with you as you both walked down the sidewalk. It was still crowded, but a little less so now that it was late.

“Yep, as soon as I got the job.”

“Where are you from?”

“Nowhere you’ve been to, trust me.”

“Oh. Well, how old are you?”

“Why are you asking?”

“So I know what to call you.” He said in a ‘duh’ tone, and you remembered that there were different customs around the world that you had to adapt to as a Guardian Angel.

“Oh, well I just turned twenty-one.” You made up an age, knowing that you couldn’t tell him your real age, but also that you wouldn’t get hired as a personal assistant at an age any closer to Sanha’s.

“Ah, noona, you’re the same age as Dongmin hyung!” Sanha exclaimed brightly, and you were surprised that he had called you noona so soon. From what you understood, that was used by a guy in reference to one of his close female friends that was older than him.

He had apparently seen your surprise, and started backtracking. “If you’re okay with me calling you that, Y/N-ssi.”

“You can call me whatever you’d like, Sanha, I don’t mind.” You reassured him, and his smile came back.

The rest of the walk home was filled with amicable conversation, no more danger to Sanha’s life appeared. When you saw the door to your house ahead of you, you felt relief flood your system. Your day was almost done.

“This is where we live.” Sanha gestured to the house beside yours.

“Really?” You feigned surprise, approaching your own door. “I live right next door.”

Sanha looked at you strangely, furrowing his brows. “You live next door to me, you’re my personal assistant, and you saved my life nearly half a dozen times today.” His eyes widened as he seemed to figure it out. “You’re my Guardian Angel! Oh my god!”

Rolling your eyes, you clamped a hand over his mouth. “Stop yelling, please.”

Sanha nodded to show his compliance, and you took your hand off his mouth. “Can I see your wings?”

“No.”

“You’re no fun.”

“I’m not supposed to be fun, I’m supposed to keep you alive. And so far, that has been incredibly difficult.”

Sanha seemed embarassed, rubbing his neck. “Sorry, noona.”

“It’s my job, so whatever.” You shrugged, approaching your door. “Can I trust you to get inside and get to sleep safely?”

“How does this work, can you like, see into the future? Or is it like Spiderman with his Spidey Senses?”

“The second one? I don’t know, I just kind of… know when something’s going to happen.” You rubbed your face, wanting to just get inside. Even if Guardian Angels didn’t need sleep, you still felt exhausted, and wanted to at least get some kind of rest, awake or not.

“Do you-”

“Sanha.” Interrupting him, you were starting to feel exasperated. “You need to get to sleep. Lack of sleep leads you to be less aware of your surroundings, and makes my job a bit harder. Please, ask me these questions at another time.”

“Okay!” He smiled cheerfully, unlocking his door. “See you tomorrow Guardian Angel noona!”

And with that, he disappeared into his house, allowing you to retreat into yours. As you walked into your somewhat empty living room, you stretched, allowing your wings to erupt out of your shoulderblades. Finally feeling relaxed, you sat on your kitchen counter, ready to run next door at any moment. Even if Sanha was home, you had the feeling that he still wasn’t safe from his own bad luck.

[would you all maybe like a part 2 of this? bc i know there was no actual romance or anything in here. just curious]

[astrofireworks]

Okay. But consider this. Ice skater extrordinare Eunwoo and hyped up fanboy ballerina Moonbin showing Eunwoo how to do a spin on a non slippery surface on metal slabs of thin blade

oh my god !!!!! yeS ANON I LOVE IT THANK THA N K i got this during work and yelped a bit a lot

ok so Bin’s dad’s friend has a small job opening and he’s looking for an intern to temporarily fill the job 

it’s mostly just working backstage for a show

and this mostly consists of cleaning the green room before rehearsals start, putting up a buffet line for staffs and performers and sweeping the green room after everyone leaves

and also a lot of busy stuff in between like shadowing stage managers and following whoever needs help and stuff 

idk how to say this in english but in singapore we call them saikang warriors 

and so Bin’s dad, looking at his son’s plans of lazing around the house all summer, signs him up immediately without even asking Bin 

not that he really needed to ask Bin  

because the moment he mentions “The Ice Prince: a Musical on Ice” as a casual conversation starter Bin leaps at him and starts talking a mile a minute about the most amazing lead actor slash ice skater 

truly what is that title why am i bullshit at naming things 

and when Bin’s dad casually slips in that his friend might have offered Bin a job as a backstage crew intern

Bin goes 

cr a z y 

backstory time Bin is a danseur in a small ballet school 

i mean, he’s easily one of the best in the school

if not for Minhyuk he’d easily be the principal ballerino too

and recently his ballet teacher brought their class out to watch the musical, saying something about paying attention to the muscles needed for ice skating and how that compares to ballet and something else about the choreography 

although honestly the moment Bin laid eyes on the lead actor he’ll admit everything his teacher asked him to pay attention to flew out of his head 

forget the plot, forget the musical, forget the choreography 

all he paid attention to throughout the entire thing was the lead 

how he executed beautiful bracket turns and butterfly jumps and death spirals and biellmann spins 

i’m so sorry if i get this wrong rip i’m reading off wikipedia as i go if anyone knows anything about ice skating or ballet feel free to correct me!!!!

and all the while singing and delivering his lines perfectly 

literally ????? Bin’s idol 

so naturally when Bin‘s offered the chance to work backstage and meet cha Eunwoo, ice skater extraordinaire, 

he jumps at the chance (no pun intended)

and so the first day he walks into his new job, in a simple black t-shirt and fitting jeans, nametag affixed on his shirt, bright and eager to help wherever he can,

only to see Eunwoo casually doing a split in the middle of the green room 

Bin blinks

oh my god 

it’s him 

in the flesh 

in real life

doing 

a split 

casually, in a t-shirt and loose sweats

in the middle of a room

i mean Bin can do a mean front split balance, sometimes en pointe, sometimes not, but 

truly he has never seen someone look more beautiful doing a split than Cha Eunwoo 

Eunwoo isn’t even smiling he’s so focussed on stretching 

His hair is totally mussed up but he looks so regal still 

Bin is so shook 

But he swallows the nerves and goes about with his mop and starts cleaning up around the room 

In relative silence

Until a very amused voice comes from the back, “you can stop avoiding the centre of the room now, I’m done stretching" 

And wow truly Bin has heard Eunwoo speak before 

I mean, obviously, 

Given that he’s in a musical 

But wow his voice irl??????? A magical??? 

Bin thinks "Ice Prince” is a great title because Eunwoo’s voice sounds kind of like if you have a glassful of ice and was clinking it around 

And Bin flushes and scrambles for a response and goes: “uh yessir" 

Only for Eunwoo to laugh 

And wow really if you think his voice with a hint of smile was beautiful 

His voice with a lot of smile 

Bin’s not sure how fast you can fall in love with someone without meeting their eyes or looking into their face directly 

But he’s pretty sure that voice has him already dead 

"don’t call me sir, I don’t think I’m that much older than you" 

And he really doesn’t think so - this new intern looks about 20??? 

There’s no way he’s that much younger than Eunwoo

And Eunwoo is pretty young too, if he does say so himself 

"I’m???? the new intern yes hello" 

Cute when flustered, Eunwoo’s brain notes 

Must fluster more, Eunwoo’s brain notes 

Wait what 

"yes, I gathered" 

Cue Bin spluttering because wow what possessed him to inform Cha Eunwoo, star of the show, now sitting cross legged in the middle of the room, that he, an intern, mopping around the room, was (guess what?!) an intern 

Must fluster more, Eunwoo’s brain insists 

Ok fine, Eunwoo thinks, I’ll get up and go over 

Maybe follow some romance field manuals 

Lean close to him and make him blush or whatever 

(Haha "or whatever” playing it cool here, Eunwoo, Eunwoo’s brain snorts) 

(Shut up) 

Cue Eunwoo trying to get up from the floor 

Cue Eunwoo’s foot deciding it would be hilarious if he couldn’t

Cue Eunwoo tumbling back onto the floor 

Bin: 

Bin: 

Bin: oh my god 

Bin: oh mY GOD ARE YOU OK 

Because this is the lead actor on ice!!!!! what is he going to do if he can’t move !!!!!!!!! 

Eunwoo just chuckling in embarrassment because 

Wow truly good job, foot, Eunwoo’s brain snorts 

If you weren’t so busy staring at the very fit new intern perhaps I would have moved better, Eunwoo’s foot retorts

Eunwoo’s brain is stunned into silence for a while 

@ Bin:“Ah it’s normal" 

@ Bin: "Lmao did u expect people on ice to be that graceful on land too" 

Bin blinks 

"But you look so good on ice????? You do all these beautiful bracket turns and spirals and splits and??????”

Eunwoo flushing because wow it’s one thing hearing it from coach Jinjin and from critics but hearing it from this cute human blinking at him from behind a mop???? 

It’s a whole new level of praise 

Maybe it’s because you think he’s cute, Eunwoo’s brain hums

(Oh my god shut up???) 

Eunwoo flushing even more 

Bin, now slightly embarrassed bc Eunwoo hasn’t responded other than blushing quite a bit: “well yeah I bet you’ve heard it quite a bit before" 

Eunwoo, attempting to be suave and saying "well, not from anyone as cute as you are” while leaning back on his hands 

Not today, his brain cheers 

Eunwoo landing on his back with his hands splayed out like he’s cheering too

He’s crying inside, he really is

And cute intern boy is probably leaning on his mop and judging him now, Eunwoo doesn’t dare to look

Until he feels feet shuffling alongside him 

He opens his eyes 

And looks right into Bin’s worried ones 

Wow his eyes are really nice 

His hair’s really nice too 

Jesus what is this intern 

“uh are you alright” @ Eunwoo 

Bin’s gripping his mop and blinking anxiously  

“yEs yES" 

And Eunwoo’s trying to stand up and get his bearings but 

Immediately falls on his ass again because heck nobody’s supposed to be able to stand up from a lying position that fast without getting dizzy 

And all that echoes in Bin’s mind is "lmao did u expect people on ice to be that graceful on land too" 

And slowly he starts to smirk

Because Cha Eunwoo, ice skating extraordinaire, prince of the ice rink and king of musical theatre, 

Cannot function 

On land 

And is currently lying on the ground blinking up at Bin with the most beautiful eyes with the darkest eyelashes Bin has ever seen in his life 

And for a while Bin is speechless, staring mindlessly at Eunwoo, 

Until he remembers courtesy lmao and offers to help Eunwoo up 

And Eunwoo’s clutching onto Bin’s hand praying that Bin doesn’t mention anything about how he’s basically a klutz on land but then all he sees are bright eyes and a toothy smile and 

Bin, hauling Eunwoo to his feet: "Wow you can spin all you want on ice but the second you get on dry land you’re basically a klutz aren’t you" 

agree with him, Eunwoo’s brain demands 

Eunwoo, stuttering a bit: "um yes, probably”

And he sees Bin’s face crinkle into the cutest smile and decides that as much of a lil shit his brain is, it’s worth embarrassing himself to see this boy smile

And they stand awkwardly there for a while, Bin leaning against his mop and Eunwoo not-so-subtly staring at Bin’s face 

Until Bin coughs and Eunwoo startles and��

“Well I should continue str-" 

"Uh I should go back to clea-" 

And they both laugh because wow clean or stretch all you want all you’re going to be thinking of for the next hour are each other buddies let me tell you

Eunwoo sliding glances over at the cute intern occasionally 

Eventually deciding to attempt to do a scratch spin in socks 

Even though coach Jinjin tells him never to try anything not on ice because he’s just an idiot with two left feet when he’s not on ice 

But to impress the cute guy mopping his way around the room??? 

Yes, Eunwoo’s brain says

Do it, Eunwoo’s brain says 

And so Eunwoo gets into position and starts trying to push off into a spin

No, Eunwoo’s feet suggest brightly 

Fall down! Eunwoo’s feet suggest, beaming 

And so Eunwoo does, staggering against soft cushions laid strategically around the room by Jinjin, familiar by now with the nonsense Eunwoo tries to pull even though he’s not on ice 

And so Bin watches as the Ice Prince, star of the show, impresser of multiple ice skating judges, 

Trips over his own feet into a pile of cushions on the floor 

Amazing, truly, 

And usually when younger danseurs try Fouetté spins in class Bin snorts and leaves a nicer person (usually Minhyuk) to help them

But this time,,,,,,,,,,,,, Bin can’t help,,,, but,,,,

He pushes his mop to the corner and toes off his sneakers and slides over to help Eunwoo up from the pile of cushions 

Eunwoo: ??????? 

His feet are big, Eunwoo’s brain helpfully supplies 

You know what else is bi- 

shUT UP

Eunwoo shakes his head violently and takes Bin’s outstretched hand and gets up 

Just in time for Bin to let go 

(Eunwoo’s hand silently mourns the loss of rough warm palm against his own) 

And execute a perfect fouetté spin 

What

The

HECKITY

HECK 

?????????? 

WHAT THE HECK IS THIS INTERN 

Eunwoo doesn’t even bother hiding it he just openly gapes at Bin

Like ???????????? WhO

"ah,,, I’m a danseur” ok tbh Bin’s a little unnerved by Eunwoo’s staring like he’s handsome and all but 

Bin really can’t take anymore staring or looking into Eunwoo’s eyes because wow truly he’s standing close enough to count Eunwoo’s eyelashes if he looks up he might have a heart attack and cry 

Eunwoo, echoing: “a danseur,,,,,,,," 

Ok that explains all the lean muscle & fitness & it definitely explains the perfect Not-on-ice scratch spin Bin just did

not his cute smile though, eunwoo thinks that’s just a him thing 

"A fouetté spin,” Bin quietly corrects 

Wait

He said that all out loud ??? :—-) 

Rip Eunwoo

Lmao judging by Bin’s blush he truly did wow thanks Eunwoo way to go 

“I can teach you if you’d like” and now both Bin and Eunwoo are flushed red and shyly avoiding each other’s gaze 

Eunwoo: “Uh” (coughs) “I mean” (coughs) “uh yes please" 

Because you know

As far as Eunwoo’s romance field manual goes

If someone teaches you a physical action 

You’re very very likely going to end up in a position in close proximity to the other person

Such as 

Face to face, perhaps 

:—-) 

And he sees the danseur’s face visibly brighten then flush red 

Bin: "well uh" 

Bin: 

Bin: wAit this means he has to ????? 

touch 

He chokes slightly then decides to just give Eunwoo very detailed instructions 

Because if he goes nearer to Eunwoo than he already is he might combust and where will the company be without an intern to mop their floors?

Wow this is so slow burn I’m so sorry 

Bin giving eunwoo instructions like "yes lift up your leg" 

"point the toe" 

"yeah your hands go up here" 

"no up here" 

"no hERE" 

Eunwoo being mildly disappointed Bin isn’t touching him in any form 

Until

Hey Eunwoo, Eunwoo’s foot says

You know what might be fun? Eunwoo’s foot says 

If I gave way right about,,,,,

WAIT, Eunwoo screams in his head 

Now? Eunwoo’s foot completes its sentence and cackles, sending him toppling over into Bin 

Alright in an ideal situation Bin would land on the soft cushions

Eunwoo would land on Bin

Nose to nose 

After which Eunwoo would willingly admit his attraction to Bin and ask to kiss this beautiful mop-wielding man

But of course this isn’t an ideal situation and Eunwoo finds himself smooshed against Bin’s (wow very nice) chest, with Bin slightly confused and literally butthurt 

But not minding Eunwoo being smooshed against him at all

"Oh shIT I’m sorry ?????????" 

"It’s alright I think we’ve already established that you’re a klutz off the ice" 

Cue Eunwoo torn between blushing and shaking his fist at Bin 

He opts for the former and slowly pushes himself off of Bin 

"UhhhhhHhhh" 

Ask him out, Eunwoo’s brain supplies 

"Can we go out" 

Bin, confused: like outside ??? To the ring???? 

Out for coffee, Eunwoo’s brain hisses 

"Out for coffee,” Eunwoo repeats, slightly dazed 

Bin: 

Bin: 

Eunwoo: “as in, on a date??" 

Bin: error 404 brain not found 

Eunwoo: "to apologise for falling on you?" 

Bin: 

Bin:

Bin: :-) 

Score one for eunwoo!!!!!

Successfully asked someone cute out on a date !!!!!!!! 

literally all i write is binu taking each other out on dates as apologies for stupid things they do i need to stop with this trope

Bin, because he’s Bin: "well yeah someone’s gotta make sure you don’t spill coffee all over yourself”

Eunwoo: 

Eunwoo: “make no mistake you’re cute but I will fight you”

Cue Eunwoo chasing Bin around the room and Bin attempting to fend Eunwoo off with the mop until coach Jinjin walks into the room

“Eunwoo :—) what the hell is this”

O shit

Fbsjhdjshd omg thank you ice skating anon I love this AU so much dhskdhsj your instructor & his boyfriend are actual couple AU goals I’m weeping