#oh junseok reactions

[acaiasahi]

✶ make it thirty ; oh junseok.

synopsis. waking up junseok was no easy task, especially when he already knew of the errands you had to run. but that doesn't stop your lover from begging you for more time to sleep, and who are you to say 'no'?

info. fluff ; oh junseok x gn!reader ; 623 words

warnings: established relationship, sleeping in the same bed, cuddling, mentions of kissing and physical touch. grammatical errors, semi-proofread! :3

[ now playing . . . ] sunny day by beabadoobee.

a soft sigh tumbles from your lips as you slip off your sleeping mask. giving up on opening your eyes fully and allowing yourself to feel the sun's warmth, the prickly feeling on your skin causing you to hum groggily.

all you can hear is junseok's soft snores bounce off the white walls within your room. his arms unconsciously wrap around your torso, pulling you into him, the sun almost jealous of the warmth that washes over you with ease.

as you finally muster up the courage to actually wake up, your eyes can't help but peer over to the snoring boy next to you.

his long lashes fan out against his cheeks, dimple popping up out the of blue as a pout settles upon his very kissable lips. hm... i wonder what he's dreaming of, you ask yourself.

his chest rises up and down, up and down. the repetition of his breathing almost luring you back to sleep but your blaring alarm quickly reminds you of all the errands and plans today.

another sigh leaves your lips, only this time it's one of pure annoyance. grabbing your phone haphazardly, you switch off all your alarms before chucking it somewhere and facing your lover who's sleep was, surprisingly, left undisturbed.

a smile replaces the soft frown that adorns your face, bringing your index finger up and onto the bridge of his nose. you trace the slope downwards, shuffling closer to him to leave a fleeting kiss to the tip of his nose before bringing your index finger to his cupid's bow.

his nose twitches like a bunny once you get to the corner of his lips, eyes moving left to right under his eyelids. you can't help yourself as you run your hands through his hair, leaving feather-light kisses all around his face.

you inwardly coo at how his brows knit together in confusion before quickly dissipating as you continue to leave soft pecks upon his cheeks. he mumbles something incoherent before his eyes begin fluttering open.

you stupidly grin at him, "hi," you whisper. nimble fingers still gently scratching his scalp as he slowly regains consciousness, "hi," he mumbles back. he practically purs like a cat when your nimble fingers scratch his scalp, the palm of your hand nuzzling his fluffy hair.

his eyes are still closed as he enjoys your soft touch, groggy hums emitted deep within his chest. "hate to be the bearer of bad news, my love, but we have errands to run today." his face twists into one of discontent, deep frown replacing the once faint smile.

"can we sleep in for another thirty?" he inquires, not bothering to open his eyes because he already knows that you'll agree. much to his surprise though, you mutter a quiet "we can't, honey. 'm sorry."

this gets him to peek up at you in surprise, frown deepening further. he silently pleads as you look at one another in silence. junseok quickly discards his plan though, opting to glaze over your features.

another hum, "so pretty," he states with a gravely morning voice. shoving his face in the crook of your neck, he leaves the softest of kisses from right below your ear to your collarbone. you laugh lightheartedly, leaving a kiss atop his chestnut-hue hair, "okay fine..." you trail off, "make it thirty-five instead."

you feel junseok's smile against your sensitive skin, burying his head further before taking in your scent. choosing to ignore the slight embarrassing feeling of how quickly you folded at his request, your cheeks feel warm upon the thought entering your mind.

he had you wrapped around his finger.

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jaydi's notes. had this lil fella sittin in my drafts for MONTHS... how humiliating dawg 🙁

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[ssongsboo]

oh my god… first time with bf!junseok and he’s being so soft and understanding because he loves you so much and just wants to make it special for the both of you :(((

(not ok sorry)

-🪐

the moment with junseok feels charged with anticipation yet laced with tenderness. his hands, usually so confident, are a little unsteady as they settle on your waist, pulling you closer. his breath fans across your lips as he leans in, the kiss starting slow but deepening quickly, filled with a kind of hunger that he's clearly trying to hold back. he's taking his time to explore you, his lips trailing from yours to your jaw and neck, his kisses warm and deliberate, as though savoring every inch of you.

"tell me if you want me to stop," he murmurs against your skin, his voice low and husky, making your stomach flip. his fingers slip beneath the fabric of your shirt, grazing your skin lightly, teasingly, as if asking for permission before going further. when you nod, giving him the go-ahead, he pauses to look at you, his eyes dark with desire but still holding that soft, adoring look that's so quintessentially junseok.

as his hands become bolder, sliding up your sides and taking your shirt with them, his lips follow, peppering kisses along your collarbone and shoulders. his touch is firm yet careful, as though he's memorizing the way you feel under his fingertips. his breath catches slightly as he pulls back just enough to take you in, his gaze sweeping over you like you're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

"you're so perfect," he whispers, his voice trembling slightly with emotion. the way he looks at you makes your cheeks flush, but before you can get too shy, he leans back in, his kisses growing hungrier. his hands roam your body with more confidence now, sliding over your curves and leaving trails of heat in their wake. he's still murmuring sweet things- how soft your skin is, how good you feel against him- but there's a new edge to his voice, a rawness that sends shivers down your spine.

when his lips find yours again, the kiss is deeper, more demanding. his body presses against yours, his warmth enveloping you, and his hands guide you closer, letting you feel just how much he wants you.

his restraint is slipping, but even in his urgency, he's mindful of you, pausing often to check if you're okay, his forehead resting against yours as he catches his breath. "am i going too fast?" he asks, his voice hoarse, his thumb brushing soothingly along your side.

every movement is filled with purpose, his touches slow but growing more insistent as he helps you shed the rest of your clothing. he's utterly focused on you- on your reactions, your breaths, the way you shiver under his touch. when his hands explore your bare skin, his eyes follow, like he's committing everything to memory. "i've wanted this for so long," he confesses softly, his lips brushing against your shoulder. "you have no idea how much i love you."

the moment is electric, a mix of nerves and anticipation as junseok hovers above you, his lips brushing yours in a tender kiss that steadies both of you. his hand cradles your face, his thumb gently stroking your cheek as he whispers, "tell me if it's too much, okay?" his voice is low, raw with emotion, his gaze searching yours for any hesitation.

as he aligns himself with you, his movements are slow and deliberate. his hand trails down to hold your hip, his grip firm yet reassuring as he positions himself carefully. "i'll go slow," he murmurs, his voice trembling slightly, the weight of the moment hanging between you. he begins to push forward, inch by inch, his body taut with restraint as he watches your every reaction.

the stretch is unfamiliar, a mix of slight discomfort and something deeper, warmer, that builds as he sinks into you. junseok's breath catches, his forehead falling to rest against yours as he lets out a low, shaky groan. "you feel..." he starts, his words trailing off as though he can't even put it into words.

his eyes flutter closed, his jaw clenching as he forces himself to move at an agonizingly slow pace, giving you time to adjust.

"are you okay?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper, his hand moving to lace with yours as he pauses once he's fully inside. he's shaking slightly, his body pressed so closely to yours that you can feel every ragged breath he takes. when you nod, whispering his name, he exhales deeply, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips as though to ground himself.

[deadseobwalking]

MASTERLIST

[ code : 🪽 = 18+, 🪐 = requested, ⚡️ = angst, ✨ = fluff, 🌬️ = suggestive ]

| BIG NAUGHTY

⌦ studio session 🌬️🪐

⌦ bigna as your boyfriend 🌬️���

| P1HARMONY

group ⌦ kisses ✨ | piwon as drugs

jiung ⌦ all mine 🪽 | heaven 🪽

| ENHYPEN

group ⌦ enha as your boyfriend ✨🌬️

| XDINARY HEROES

junhan ⌦ cherry waves 🪽

| STRAY KIDS

lee know ⌦ play with me 🪽

| ETC

giuk [ onewe ] ⌦ cherry 🪽

vahn [ nine.i ] ⌦ middle of the night 🪽

oh junseok [ atbo ] ⌦ princess treatment 🪽

atbo ⌦ kisses ✨

just b ⌦ reactions to nipple piercings ✨

[1-800-seo]

domestic dad!kook

hi everyone I thought I’d post my crap here so here is my domestic dad!kook Drabble list thing?

involves: pregnancy, established relationship/marriage, kissing, hickies?, general tomfoolery, nothing major, dad!jungkook,

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* those damned blue lines

* you thought you wouldn’t see them so soon

* after all you had only been married eighteen months

* old relatives have been asking since day 1 when they’re gonna he seeing some lil jeons running around smh aunty karen

* you wondered how he would react

* he’d never shown any adverse reaction to children before but he was practically still a child himself

* the spiderman onesie you washed yesterday attests to that

* you decided to tell him at dinner

* he’d just had his first bite of tagliatelle when you accidentally blurted it out

* “IM PREGNANT”

* “what?” he replied snapping his head up with wide doe eyes

* “I-I found out this morning...I’m definitely pregnant. I know it’s soon, but we can make this work.”

* “What’re you on about? This is amazing baby, I finally get to be a dad!”

* “So you want this?”

* “Definitely, I’ve always imagined a family with you, it was just a matter of time. I’m so happy though baby, over the moon.”

* The smile on his face was beaming and the twinkle in his eye sparkled, he looked the epitome of happiness

* “I’m glad you want this then, it’ll be a wild ride but I’m glad it’s with you.”

* you reach out and squeeze his hand, as a fat tear of joy rolls down your cheek

* “I’m glad too, I know we’re young but it feels so right, so right with you.”

* he looks down, a tear dripping onto the table

* he wipes a few more and giggles

* “Tbh im surprised this didn’t happen earlier considering we go at it like rabbits”

* “KOOK” you cant help but laugh

* He is right lol

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One month 🍼

* “Where is my wife and my spawn~~~~~~”

* Jeongguk loudly sang as he burst thru the front door, arriving home from work

* “Wym spawn???“ You say as he pulls you into a bear hug and flops both of you on the couch

* “You know,, spawn, this baby, it’s my spawn hence why I’m calling it spawn like the superhero,, duh”

* he drops his hands down to your stomach and rest them their, flat palmed

* bowing his head so he is closer he says

* “I can’t wait to meet you Spawnie”

* Immediately you burst into a fit of laughter at the outrageous name

* “we CANNOT nickname our baby SPAWN, JEONGGUK”

* “Why not I think it’s well cool”

* he calmly replies proud smirk on his face

* “Is Spawn even a good guy?”

* “ummm”

* “wym ummm??”

* “well he’s kind of ambiguous in the comics”

* “OH GREAT WE HAVE A BABY NAMED SPAWN THAT IS OF AMBIGUOUS MORALITY”

* at that comment you both fell about laughing, your sides beginning to hurt at it all

* and that was how your unborn baby was nicknamed Spawn

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Three Months 🍼

* “I can’t push the trolley, I’m pregnant”

* you said matter of factly

* “oh you’re just being lazy,, I mean I’m not saying I won’t push the trolley, but you’re really pushing the boat out, baby”

* “hehehe my plan worked, you fool, you may have suspected me, however you still fell right into my trap muhahahaha”

* you dramatically laugh and put your hands on your hips like a comical villain

* so anyways you skrt skrt around the shop

* and right next to the book section is you know what

* the BABY SECTION

* so far you actually haven’t looked their yet because you don’t know the gender

* but curiosity brings you snooping in the aisles

* Jeongguk returns from the bakery section, carrying croissants and hair swept into a messy top knot

* you stare at the many many many racks of children’s clothes

* tiny baby booties

* hats that kook could only fit on his fist

* so so smol baby-grows

* “ngl I’m kinda overwhelmed”

* “how come?”

* he puts his hands round your waist and rests his head on your shoulders

* big soft comfy back hug

* “idk it’s a lot of responsibility, right? I can’t even begin to think about names never mind washing, clothing, feeding this tiny human being when it arrives”

* “baby, you have nothing to worry about, and I am positive you’re going to be the best most caring mother ever, and I have full trust in that.”

* He places a soft chaste kiss on the top of your head

* “thank you for always supporting me ggukie”

* “It’s my pleasure; we’re going to have the best baby ever, aren’t we Spawnie”

* You roll your eyes and kiss his cheek

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Four Months 🍼

* you were sat on the couch in your small apartment, small but sufficient

* Jungkook was painting the spare room and deconstructing old furniture you were selling on eBay

* You’re job was to arrange the business dealings and to look for new kid-appropriate furniture to reoccupy the spaces now blank

* It was fine by you

* saves you from getting up off the couch and getting all sweaty

* after a good few hours JK came out from the room, sweat on his brow and hungry

* hungry for something else tho 👀

* he stalks over to where you are sitting and kneels on the floor in front of your knees

* he rests his head on your lap, arms folded underneath it

* his eyes were dark, full of want

* “How’s it going baby? You tired?”

* “hmmm”

* he just stares back

* brows slightly furrowed

* soon enough he was peppering your face in warm kisses

* he flipped you over and sat you on his lap, hands resting on your waist

* his lips latched onto your neck and he sucked a flourish of purple and blue flowers under your jaw

* his lips were warm and supple on your skin

* it sent a shiver down your spine and goosebumps to your skin

* you found the hem of his black T-shirt and slid your hands under the fray

* you’re hands met the toned muscle of his stomach and the soft honey skin

* “looks like I can’t knock you up since someone already has, oh well, more fun for me”

* his hands fiddled with the fabric of your top

* you obliged and pulled it over your head

* you were met with his mouth hungrily crashing into yours as he searched for more and soon enough you were underneath him

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Six Months 🍼

* your belly was fairly noticeable by now and you couldn’t avoid the fact that you were pregnant

* people were starting to let you sit instead of them in public places

* you were getting more and more randos asking to touch your belly as well which wasn’t the greatest

* JK is always in protective dad mode™️ when this happens

* he’s ready to protect his babies

* one time when a sketchy looking old man asked to touch your belly JK immediately stood in between you and the guy

* he puffed out his chest and was hella macho

* Alpha Jungkook arises hehe

* ever since then he was more aware that people would be looking at you and more interested in you in general

* anyways

* he’s hella excited to be a dad

* his excitement is so pure and genuine it’s so sweet

* it’s like every day he gets more excited and you think by the full 9 months he’ll just be so excited he’ll be vibrating like a washing machine lol

* every night he kisses you and your baby good night

* “Night night baby jeon spawnie”

* without fail it makes you giggle

* his lil nose always brushes against your skin when he says it and it’s ticklish and comforting

* you can’t wait to meet your baby to see which of you they look like and in what ways

* will they have your double lidded eyes or his unique nose

* will they have his bunny teeth or your short stature

* either way they’ll be the most loved being in this world

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Seven Months 🍼

* it was time for the long awaited gender reveal

* you and him had decided that you would go alone to the appointment since he had work and then you would surprise Ggukie when he gets back

* you decided the way you would tell him was by dressing in either blue or pink

* you know you know,, not really breaking gender stereotypes, but it gets the idea over

* so that’s what you do

* you wear you’re best maternity day dress and do your makeup all güd

* it’s 5:30pm and he’s so excited to know

* he barges thru the door and basically and sprints to you

* he’s met with a baby blue clad wife, her hair adorned with a periwinkle ribbon

* immediately he knows and swoops you up into a bear hug

* “Jungkook? We’re going to have a little baby boy!”

* “I’m so happy! I feel like I’ve drank five red bulls,, we’re going to have a boy”

* When you pull away from the hug his cheeks have tears dripping down them and his eyes are wet

* “aww baby why’re you crying?”

* “because I’m just so happy, I can’t wait to see him, he’s going to be perfect, we’ll all be perfect”

* “you’re right kook, we’ll be perfect”

* “You don’t know how much I love you, you know?”

* that was when you started crying tears of happiness too

* youd remember this moment forever

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Eight Months 🍼

* “I think it’s time to think of some actual names”

* “yeahhh people at work keep thinking I’m actually calling the baby Spawnie and then I keep having to explain why it’s called Spawn and i don’t particularly like explaining that Spawn is a play on sperm and that’s my sperm”

* “What goes ON at your work”

* “you don’t even wanna know babygirl”

* “ummm so I was thinking, something familial, i don’t want a western name tho so that rules out my side,, unless you want to call him Barry”

* “uhh no thanks babes”

* “yeahh they’d sound like the flash lol”

* “I don’t want none of that DC propaganda in my household thanks”

* “tru tru”

* “so what about your side of family? Can you think of any family who have named you like?”

* “What about Junseok? My great uncle is called Junseok and I think that’s cool, also it kinda looks like a combination of Namjoon-hyung and Jin-hyung’s names.”

* “Wow they’d love that, that’s a good idea actually.”

* “Jeon Junseok, has a good ring to it”

* “I agree”

* “It’s settled then until further notice”

* “It seems it is Mr Jeon”

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First Week Home 🍼

* The moment Junseok was in his little sunset coloured crib you burst into tears of relief

* you’d obviously been stressing post birth about the intricacies and once you’d got him home and settled it was like a weight of your shoulders

* he was home

* he was safe

* and you were both over the moon

* he had the smallest nose and the biggest doe eyes

* his dark hair swept across his delicate skin on his forehead

* you just knew he’d be the spitting image of his dad

* each following day with Junseok was amazing

* he was good for you

* slept so well

* settled into routine easily

* it’s as if you never had to worry

* and Jungkook was a life saver

* he was such an attentive father and husband

* always caring for you and Junseok

* every morning he’d bring you up a cup of herbal tea and bowl of granola

* and go check on the baby and if he’s awake change and feed him

* his paternity leave was a blessing

* it meant you actually got a lie in instead of Junseok waking you up

* “I can do the baby this morning, it’s ok”

* you say sitting up in bed

* “no no I’ll do it I’m used to getting up at this time for work anyway”

* “but you’ve been doing it all this week I feel bad”

* “Baby, rest, I want to do this, you deserve a rest after carrying the baby for nine months, I’m sure I can take care of him for a few mornings”

* then he gave u a sweet kiss and left to see his baby boy

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Eighteen Months 🍼

* you pulled on Junseok’s tiny yellow wellies as Jungkook put on his coat

* “where are we going seokie?”

* “P-p-p” Junseok tried his best to get out the letters

* “Yayyy we’re going to the park”

* “Me and your mum are going to meet uncle Jimin too, and you know what that means? You’re going to get spoileddd”

* “V tru, but why does he always spoil him? I mean it’s not a problem he gets free things and stuff, but do you reckon he’s compensating for something?”

* “Yeah as nice as it is I think he might be compensating for not being around as often as he’d like to, solo career going strong as all, you know how he loves kids, in his head he probably thinks he’s an absent uncle but in reality he’s ever present just away for an odd weekend, which is normal”

* “yeah I get that”

* “But it’ll be nice to see him anyway, we can ask him about his new single”

* “Oh I’ve heard that it’s pretty good”

* Junseok pulled at the hem of your coat, indicating he wants to leave

* So off you went

* the day was filled with jumping in muddy puddles and Jimin nearly falling in said puddles

* Junseok got all dirty so you had to go find a bathroom to clean him up at

* hence why you ended up at an ice cream parlour in winter

* despite the cold weather you enjoyed the ice cream nonetheless

* JK teases Jimin a few times because apparently Jimin’s white blond hair was vanilla ice cream and his was chocolate

* Jimin insisted his was bingsu however JK refused

* Junseok had a great time fluffing up uncle Jimin’s hair after that

* and so the day drew to an end

* you headed home

* Seokie sleeping in the car all the way there

* you gently took him into the house and the pair of you collapsed on the couch and immediately fell asleep

* it was the cutest thing

* and when you woke up you saw your two boys asleep so soundly

* and you thought to yourself how content with your life you were

* how lucky you were

* how much you love those boys

* and you’d do anything for them

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The End hehehe :)

[kaffeinic]

Caffeinic | Bang Chan

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | Epilogue

Pairing: Reader x Barista!Bang Chan

Genre: Neutral // Fluff // Romance

Warnings: None

Preamble: You’ve been going to the same coffee shop for the past four years. You’ve ordered the same thing almost every single day, and you never, ever skip on that part of your morning. So, when Mrs. Park hired a new barista and the once serene café was suddenly flooded with people every second of the day, you were less than thrilled.

You stared at the scene before you. Junseok was sweaty and tired, panting heavily. Chan was holding a half-brewed cup of coffee, seemingly moving closer to you. Seoyeon was leaning low with a deep v-neck shirt toward Chan, but turned to Junseok with disgust when she saw his ragged state. You sat in your chair, gingerly fiddling with the handle of your mug, not completely sure what to do next.

“Are you alright?” Chan asked Junseok. The messy boy stood up straight and brushed himself off. He walked toward you and smiled.

“Could I speak to you for a moment?” He asked. You looked up at Chan, who seemed just as confused as you, then looked back at Junseok.

“Okay.”

He led you to the exit of the café, holding the door open. You hesitantly walked through as he followed suit. You noticed that his hands were shaky and his gaze seemed to be avoiding yours.

“I got your text,” He said. “and I’m here to tell you that I feel the same.” He looked at you with a shy smile, which was returned with a confused raise of your brow.

“What do you mean?” You asked. He smiled and grabbed your hands.

“You sent me a text about how you feel about me.” He said, smiling. His grin slowly dissipated when he noticed that you weren’t aware of what was happening. “What’s wrong? Why do you look so confused?” He asked.

“Why are you confusing me?” You retorted. “I still haven’t seen my phone since the party.” You explained. Junseok’s eyes widened as he released your hands.

“I-” He fumbled. “I’m so sorry. I got a text from your number saying that you wanted to be more than friends.” He explained. “Which you apparently didn’t send. I feel like such an idiot. Oh my gosh, I just-” He stuttered. “I can’t believe I just told you that. Oh no.” He ran his fingers through his hair and turned away from you.

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault.” You said. You then realized why he was so bent out of shape. “Oh. OH.” You suddenly were reanimated, moving around nervously.

“Do you like me?” Junseok had turned to look at you, his eyes sincere and his mouth turned into a worried frown.

“I-” You began. “I am interested in someone else; I’m sorry.” You said. He looked down, tears brimming his eyes. After a moment, he raised his head, smiling.

“It’s Chan, right?” He asked. “I thought you seemed close during the party.” He was quiet for a bit until you broke the silence.

“Are we still friends?” You asked him, hopeful. Though you may not feel an attraction to him, you had enjoyed his company. He truly was a great guy.

“Of course. I’ll see you at the university.” He said, twiddling his thumbs. He looked at you sheepishly, running a hand through his hair again. “Bye, Y/n.”

You looked at him with concern. “Okay, see you.”

He waved as he walked down the sidewalk. Part of you felt absolutely horrible for hurting him. You looked back and forth between the empty space Junseok once stood and the café’s entrance. You slowly made your way back inside, sitting down quietly.

“Y/n?” Chan said. You looked up at him and smiled. “What was that all about?” He asked. You contemplated telling him the details, but decided against it.

“Junseok got a text from my number.” You said. “I didn’t send it.”

“Your phone is still missing.” Chan said. He stared off in thought. “Someone must be sending texts in your name.” He paused. “How did they get through your passcode?” He asked. You looked at him and blinked.

“I didn’t have one set.” You explained.

“Of all of the irresponsible-” Chan started on a tangent, spinning around in annoyance. “Are you kidding me?” He asked. “Setting up the security is step one!”

After a few more minutes of scolding you as he worked, Chan fell silent. You attempted to take a sip of your coffee, but it had become cold a long while ago. Your expression soured at the room temperature latte, causing Chan’s face to light up as he laughed at your reaction.

“That was gold. Wow. I should just serve you cold lattes.” He paused. “Because I’m cold hearted.” He paused again, waiting for you to laugh. “Get it?”

“Oh, I got it. It just wasn’t very good.” You retorted. He laughed through the pain, getting back to work. You giggled at the interaction before deciding it was a good time for you to leave. You needed to at least attempt to shut down your phone.

After gathering your things and saying your goodbyes, you made your way back to the subway station, wiping a bead of sweat from your forehead. You needed to get to your data provider to turn off the service to your number until you got your phone back.

When you entered the store a clerk immediately tried to talk you into buying a new phone, rather than finding your old one, at which you rolled your eyes and insisted on trying to search for your phone instead. Once that was taken care of, you decided you’d turn in for the day and chill at home. You spent most of the time reading books and watching your favourite television shows. Still, you felt that deep hollowness in your stomach. Why would someone tell Junseok that you had feelings for him?

Sighing for the umpteenth time, you turned off the television, closed your book, and washed up for bed. You tried to get some sleep, but you didn’t really have good results.

After an entire night of tossing and turning in your bed, you showered, styling your hair for the next day. There were dark bags under your eyes and your skin was dull with fatigue. Huffing, you gathered your things and walked out of the front door, locking it behind you. The first few classes at the university weren’t very eventful. You heard your professor drone on about the Korean language and how intricately it can be spun into wondrous stories with hidden meanings. You quite enjoyed that lecture. Comparatively speaking, that is.

You dragged yourself to your last class of the day, running a hand through your now messy hair. You heard someone call your name from behind.

“Y/n, hey.” It was Junseok. He still seemed a bit nervous after your last conversation. Being perfectly honest, you were, too. His hands were stuffed precariously in his pockets as he glanced at you. “It’s good to see you.” He said. You shot him a smile.

“Likewise. Is this your last class?” You asked him. He nodded, but said nothing. “Mine, too.”

After that somewhat clumsy conversation, you two parted ways and took your seats. The last lesson bored you half to death, but you made it through without taking a nap - at least not too long. Oops.

It was now time for you to make your way to the café. You didn’t have nearly as many textbooks on hand today, which helped a bit with the walk you had to take. For the most part, the café was still quiet. You checked your watch, realizing that the majority of the high school students weren’t yet out for the day. With that, you smiled to yourself.

“Hello, beautiful.” You heard Chan greet you as soon as you walked in the door, earning him a shy smile.

“Hi.” You said. He laughed at your demeanor.

“How’re you feeling?” He asked. You shrugged.

“Not bad. Lectures aren’t the greatest thing in the world, but that’s not unusual. What about you?” You said. “Is Seoyeon still stalking you?” Chan openly laughed at your choice of words.

“I haven’t seen her in person today, but through social media, yes. She must not have any responsibility to be able to be online as much as she is.” He muttered. He looked considerably better today than he did yesterday, but you could still find signs of fatigue. “Can I ask you a question?” Chan asked. You perked up and nodded.

“Yeah, of course.” You said. Chan looked down a bit, a sweet smile gracing his face. His dimples puckered his cheeks and it made your heart flutter.

“Can I take you on that date?” He asked. You blinked in confusion. Suddenly, the realization hit you.

“Oh lord. I completely forgot with everything that was going on yesterday! I’m so sorry!” You exclaimed. You thought back to the plans Chan had made with you to go to his favourite coffee house, smiling.

“Yeah, I know. I just thought you had enough on your plate.” He said. “Honestly, I wasn’t up for it, either. Seoyeon is relentless.” He explained. It was then that you thought about just how much she seemed to want him. A twinge of jealously washed over you, and your expression darkened. Chan noticed immediately. “Are you alright?” He asked. You nodded.

“Yeah. I’m just worried.” You said. Chan walked around the back counter and closer to you, placing his hands on your shoulders.

“You don’t need to worry, love. She is the last person I want to be anywhere near.” His hands lightly rubbed up and down your arms. You felt the heat from his fingertips sinking deep into your skin. It felt like fire.

“I know.” You laughed. “I’m dumb. Sorry.” Chan smiled and leaned in, pulling you into a hug. You slowly wrapped your arms around his torso, taking in his scent. Not long after, you heard someone clearing their throat from the back of the café. It was Mrs. Park.

“You two seem well acquainted.” She said, smiling.

The three of you laughed as you pulled away from Chan’s embrace, his hands lingering on yours. You looked away.

“Coffee?” He asked. You looked up at him and nodded.

“Coffee.” You said.

~

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synopsis. after blurting out how cute junseok finds you, he comes up with the dumbest excuse for his words.

info. fluff. oh junseok x gn!reader [ they / them prns ]. 970 words

warnings. none. grammatical errors. lowercase and smaller text intended.

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with each step, your boots crush the snow beneath them, ears tuning out the sound of it's squeaking. you let out sigh, the heat from your breath causing a white cloud to form and disappear within the crisp afternoon air.

in all honesty, winter had to be your all time favorite season. it didn't matter if it rained, or snowed, it just felt perfect, well for you at least. you could go on and on about how winter's the best and how you can make snow angels, or that the holidays are rolling around the corner, and how excited you are for the new year.

you absolutely adored the idea of the cold weather and snow — but the rest of your body says otherwise as you shove your face further into your knit scarf, fingers reaching deeper within your coat's pockets as they search for warmth.

you quickly turn up your music, ignoring all forms of busy beings on the snowy street. your peace is quickly disrupted upon hearing muffled yelling that sounds oddly similar to your name.

stopping in your tracks, you push aside your right headphone, looking over your shoulder to investigate what you were hearing and if it actually was your name. your brows knit together in confusion but it quickly unravels as your eyes land on him.

low and behold, oh junseok comes jogging through the thick blanket of snow as he yelps out, "y/n, wait up!" you're fully facing him by then, both your noses sporting a ruby-red hue as he bends over to catch his breath.

"you walk so fast, it's almost ridiculous" he mutters jokingly, hands on his knees as puffs of his hot breath mix with the frosty air. he looks up at you, thinking you'll sympathize with him, "maybe you should walk faster? dunno, sounds like a you problem," you mutter sarcastically before shrugging and cracking a smile.

he tsks at you, hanging his head low as laughter erupts from his pretty lips. you raise your hands in surrender, "what? just a suggestion, jun!" you giggle. he sends a playful glare your way before looking away to mask the warmth spreading to his cheeks after the use of his nickname.

junseok looks down at the snowy concrete, torn between looking up at you or staying put. he's too afraid to see the sparkle in your eyes because you're just so goddam pretty. but as he stands there, your shoe's laces grab his attention.

"uh, you're shoe's untied," the words quickly tumblr from his lips and the words barely click before he kneels down. his knees quickly meet the snow-blanketed sidewalk, hands red and slightly shaky as he takes his time rolling your jeans up and out of the way as he reties the laces.

you can't help but laugh as he dusts off the remaining bits of snow that found refuge on your pants, his head nodding affirmatively before unrolling your jeans and glancing up at you from the floor.

"ta-da!" he says happily, looking up at you with a wide smile. his face is so full of pure love that even the act of him looking at you warms your heart more than the sun ever could.

"thank you, jun." you say wholeheartedly and junseok curses at himself because he just got a glimpse of that twinkle in your eyes that he's so afraid of, yet hopes it's reserved for him and only him.

he stands up and you're not sure if the blush that lightly dust his cheeks is because of you or the chilly weather but it makes his look so cute that you just want to lean up and kiss them till they're apple red.

you wave away the thought, ears burning as you both laugh awkwardly, tearing your gaze from the other. he covers his mouth with his hands, blowing hot air to keep them from freezing up.

eyeing his freezing hands, you hesitantly go to take one, only to retract it slightly. mustering all the courage in the entire universe, "can i- can i try warming them up?" your voice warmer than a cup of fresh hot cocoa.

his eyes widen up like a deer in headlights, frantically nodding before shoving his hands into yours. junseok's jaw drops slightly, eyebrow rising in anticipation as he watches you bring the palm of his hand close to your mouth and exhale on them.

just like jun, you take your time with him and give both hands an equal amount of attention before leaving a fluttering kiss upon each of his knuckles. he lets out an awkward laugh, "you're so cute," he whispers.

"what did you say?" you ask him, his hands still in yours. a blush spread across his face and across his ears, "i-i said you look like a boot..." he trails off with a crooked grin.

your lips can't help but purse, trying your best to keep in your laughter as you look away from him once more. "you're an idiot!" you giggle out, dropping his hands to cover your eyes in second-hand embarrassment.

junseok's shoulders deflate slightly, frown forming. before he can even utter the words 'never-mind' you're already standing on your tippy toes to give a soft peck to his cheek.

he holds a hand to the cheek you had kisses, eyes wide as saucers as his jaw drops slightly. you pull away quickly, looking up at him with a goofy grin before rolling your eyes.

"you're even cuter," you say sweetly. grasping his now warm hands within your own, fingers intertwining with ease.

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✶ oh junseok.

even cuter ; fluff.

make it thirty ; fluff.

↳ attempting to wake junseok up was, and will always be a struggle. luckily for him, you can never say no to his antics... especially when it includes two things: sleeping in and cuddles.

✶ ryu junmin.

✶ bae hyunjun.

✶ seok rakwon.

life is strange ; fluff. [ coming soon . . . ]

↳ you unveil your time-altering powers to your best friend and he has a lot to say about it... mostly incoherent and garbled noises but he can't help but call 'bullshit'.

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[kaffeinic]

Caffeinic | Bang Chan

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Pairing: Reader x Barista!Bang Chan

Genre: Fluff // Romance

Warnings: Fem!Reader

Preamble: You’ve been going to the same coffee shop for the past four years. You’ve ordered the same thing almost every single day, and you never, ever skip on that part of your morning. So, when Mrs. Park hired a new barista and the once serene café was suddenly flooded with people every second of the day, you were less than thrilled.

As you both left, Junseok told you that Seoyeon would probably be at the gym for the next two hours. She had been trying to convince him to bring Chan over. After saying your goodbyes, you and Chan piled yourselves into his car.

“I know that it isn’t a necessity, but I’ve really missed my phone.” You said, laughing. He subtly rolled his eyes.

“Kids these days...” He said.

“We are in the same generation!” You playfully yelled. He giggled, turning his key. The car roared to life, and he wasted no time in pulling out of the café’s parking lot.

“So, how are we thinking of going about this?” He asked.

“Just walk up to her and ask for the phone back?” You answered hesitantly. He glanced at you and chuckled.

“Yeah, that’ll definitely work.” He said. You watched the road, sifting through your options.

“Do we have a way to prove it?” You asked. Chan sat in thought before nodding.

“If you give me your number, I’ll call it.” He said. “I’m sure it’s still on. With any luck, it’s with her.” He added. You smiled nervously. You were never one to outwardly confront someone about something like this in public, preferring to remain passive and avoid fights.

“Is this just your way of getting my number?” You asked. He laughed.

“If I can kiss you in the back of a café and not be allowed to have your number, I’d be genuinely surprised.” He retorted. You smiled at him.

“Yes, you can have my number, you dork.” You said. Chan pulled up at the curb of the gym, looking at you with his phone open to the phoning application. You recited your number, watching as he dialed. You heard ringing, but no answer.

“At least we know it’s on.” He said. “Let’s go, love.” You blushed at the nickname, which was funny, because he called you a few other pet names earlier and you didn’t have any form of reaction. Maybe it’s because you know you’re both an ‘item’ now?

Before you could manage to, Chan had moved to your side of the car, opening the door for you. Once you stepped out, you felt his hand catch yours. He stopped you for a moment to intertwine your fingers, smiling. With that, you were off.

The gym was definitely for the higher class portion of society. When you walked in, it became very apparent. You noted the high ceilings and intricate lighting. From the outside, you knew the building was huge, but it felt even larger once you entered. You felt Chan lightly tug your arm to bring you to the concierge who was manning the front desk.

“Oh, hey there, Chan!” The boy said. He seemed to be in his late teens, and very familiar with the Aussie. You were surprised to see that he wasn’t Asian. You had gotten so used to the trademark features of people from Korea that when you saw a foreigner, it threw you for a loop.

“Hey, mate. Can I visit someone really quickly?” He asked. The boy nodded and handed him a visitor’s pass.

“One for your friend, too?” He asked. Chan nodded.

“Of course.”

The boy handed you a visitor’s pass, which was a clip nametag on a lanyard. Once you put it on, you smiled.

“Thank you.” The boy nodded and waved.

“I’ll see you later, bro.” He said to Chan. Chan grinned and waved as well.

“See you!”

You followed Chan as he expertly navigated the building.

“Do you have a second job that I don’t know about?” You asked. Chan stopped and raised a brow at you inquisitively.

“No..?” He said. “Why do you ask?”

“You walk around like you’ve been coming here for a while, and this place is definitely not your average gym.” You said. He laughed.

“I’m sure you noticed my friend at the counter. I was acting as his personal trainer for a few months. He wanted to learn how to use the kind of equipment that they have here. I already knew from the gym that I go to, so... Yeah.” He said. You laughed.

“I’m not grilling you. I was just curious.” You said, grabbing his hand. “Let’s go.” He grinned, continuing the journey to find Seoyeon. He stopped at a door near the end of a hallway somewhere in the building. ‘Somewhere,’ because you don’t actually know where in the gym you are. He released your hand, opening the door.

Seoyeon was listening to music through her headphones, running on a treadmill. The rest of the room - which was filled with various types of athletic equipment - was vacant otherwise. You watched as Chan whipped out his phone, calling your number. You could hear the faint sound of your ringtone coming from one of Seoyeon’s bags. She unplugged her ears and walked over to the phone, switching it off.

“So you do have it.” You said. She turned to face you, noticing Chan and immediately standing straighter with a plastic smile.

“Have what?” She asked.

“Her phone. Are you really going to try to deny it?” Chan said. The boy from the front desk walked into the room, standing next to you.

“What’s going on?” He asked.

“We’re resolving an issue. She took my phone.” You said. Both of you had spoken quietly to avoid interrupting the conversation.

“I don’t have her phone.” Seoyeon said, placing her hands on her hips. Chan grimaced.

“Well, I have her number. I just called it, and it rang from your bags. Explain that.” He said. Her smile faltered for only a moment.

“Coincidence.”

“If it was a coincidence, then I guess if I call it again, we won’t hear another phone ringing from your stuff?” Chan asked. Seoyeon remained silent. He dialed your number, raising a brow when the resounding ringtone echoed in the room.

“Gym members can be subject to unscheduled bag checks if the attending employee wdeems it necessary.” The boy next to you said. It was obvious he took the quote right out of the rule book.

“You can’t look at my stuff!” Seoyeon yelled.

“Yes, I can - and I will.” He made his way across the room to the bench where her belongings laid, sifting through until he found a cell phone. Even from the distance, you were sure it was yours. “Ma’am?” He asked. You nodded.

“It’s mine.” You confirmed. Chan rang your number once more for the extra bit of proof. Seoyeon’s face was mortified when it rang in the boy’s hand. He walked over and handed you your phone, to which you thanked him. Chan placed his arm around you, and the boy made an audible ‘oh’ sound.

“So, you’re the girl he was telling me about last week?” He asked. “I’m Sam.”

“I’m Y/n.” You replied, shaking his hand. He smiled.

“It’s very nice to meet you.” He turned to Seoyeon. “This incident is going on your record. This is your second strike.” He said. Seoyeon’s face puffed when she pouted at him.

“But Sammy~!” She whined. He held up his hand.

“Nope.” He turned to you and Chan, who were both giggling at his blatant little ‘nope.’ “I hope I’ll get to know you better in the future. In the meantime, I’ll be teasing Channie here for a while.” Chan visibly grimaced, squeezing your shoulder. You chuckled at the two boys and their comments. Seoyeon pushed through the three of you with her bags to exit the gym, stomping loudly with every step. Sam rolled his eyes.

“I think we’ll be off. Thanks for everything, bro.” Chan said to Sam. They said their goodbyes, and you and Chan exited the room. Once you made it to the front doors of the gym, you stopped him.

“Thank you, Channie.” You said. He grasped both of your hands in his, smiling at you.

“Don’t thank me. I’ll be blowing up your phone for days.” He said. You laughed, moving closer. You gave him a soft hug, to which he reciprocated with a firm squeeze. “You know, at some point, I’ll take you on a successful date.” He said.

“I have time now.” You replied. His face lit up with a smile as he jumped around in his spot.

“Coffee time!” He said. You threw your fists into the air enthusiastically.

“Coffee time!”

~

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