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[sportswriters]

christmas proposal - h. son

pairing: heungmin son x female!reader | fluff | wc: 1.1k | established relationship | warnings: a bit suggestive at the end | a/n: hi, everybody! your girl namu cried writing this one. yeah, happy holidays.

preparations for christmas dinner were in full swing, all the more so because you and heungmin had been chosen as this year's hosts. in a few hours, family and friends would be filling the house with presents, food and drinks.

you had found an analog camcorder that you hadn't used in a while, so you decided to record the process during the day. heungmin was in the kitchen decorating the cookies you had baked — because he could never turn the oven off at the right time — looking quite focused on the job at hand. he noticed you entering the kitchen, but didn't notice the camera in your hand, even though you had leaned over the counter to focus on his handsome face.

“honey, what do you think of green in these details and red as the main one in this outfit?” he asked, still not looking at you. “i'm trying to make it more varied, but i'm running out of ideas, there are very few colors.”

you smiled, delighted with his dedication.

“is the idea to distribute the colors evenly or are you going for random?”

“there are so many cookies, i think i've given up on the idea of being half and half.”

“then do what you think suits it best, don't worry so much,” you advised. “although i think this one in particular would look great with red and white.”

“white, of course! great idea, honey, thanks." he looked up to send you a smile, then finally found you framing him. “do i look good on this little screen?”

“handsome as always, it's quite absurd.”

you walked around the counter until you were next to heungmin, leaving a kiss on his lips that had already formed a pout.

“i'm so proud of what we've done so far, the house looks and smells amazing.”

he nodded.

"we need to find a way to get one of them to do the dishes afterwards."

***

after showering and getting properly dressed in more elegant clothes— although you couldn't wait to get back into your pajamas — heungmin went to check the temperature of the freezer and the details of the table while you got ready to do your makeup. the camcorder had been left in the living room, so you cracked a smile when you saw heungmin coming back into the bedroom talking to the lens.

“i hope she hasn't finished her makeup yet.”

you squinted your eyes and laughed, tilting your head with a questioning expression.

“anything i should know?"

heungmin placed the camera on the dressing table, fixing the angle for a few seconds. you were still completely confused, not knowing whether to continue your previous action. then heungmin knelt down beside you, you froze. his eyes were sparkling, the smile was trying to be contained on his face, but it was almost impossible. there was a little black velvet box in his hands, the color matched the clothes he was wearing, it matched your dress too.

“i've loved you for a long time, honey. we've built this beautiful life together, this whole house is part of the representation of our love. every corner we make welcoming, every guest we host makes me realize how we also reflect this in others. i'm the happiest man in the world to live this life with you, to be able to hold your hand, hug you, cry with you, laugh with you. there hasn't been a moment in the years we've been together when i haven't felt grateful to have you with me.”

during the speech, you were smiling and nodding positively. you noticed the beautiful ring when he opened the box, but you didn't look at it for more than two seconds. you spent the whole time with your eyes fixed on his face, trying to anchor yourself on solid ground, or you would be able to fly if you were allowed to. you reached for one of heungmin's hands and placed it between yours, making him smile as he felt you trembling.

“even when we disagree, when we have bad days, negativity has no power over me because I know we can get through it, we can overcome adversity. i've loved you for a long time and i want to keep loving you for even longer, i want to tell everyone that you're my wife, that you're the greatest certainty i've ever had, that you're the one i want to make a home with. honey, will you marry me?”

“of course!” you replied, leaning in to hug him. “gosh, i love you so much! i can't believe you decided to do this today.”

heungmin pulled away briefly to look at you.

“bad idea?"

“no, just wait a minute.” you signaled before getting up to go to your purse.

heungmin stood up again, slightly confused because he still hadn't put the ring on your finger. you took out a small paper bag, then took out a small box very similar to the one he was holding, but navy blue in color. he widened his eyes as you approached him again.

“my idea was for it to happen after dinner, but now it makes sense to ask before everyone arrives. we don't know how long this party will last.”

you held out your right hand so that he could put the ring on, but heungmin took a few seconds to react. he didn't think it would be possible to feel so much love in such a short space of time. he took the ring off and threw the box on the table, gently taking your hand and putting the ring on your finger. he caressed it with his thumb, watching how beautiful the sparkle looked on your skin.

“i'm not that good with words,” you began, your voice wavering slightly. “but my great certainty is also that i've chosen you every day since day one, and i can't wait for a lifetime by your side.”

heungmin pressed his lips together as if trying to hold something for himself, but his unsteady breathing was obvious from the movement of his chest. you took the initiative to take his hand and carefully place the ring on his finger. suddenly, your fiancé wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you off the ground, his face sinking into the crook of your neck, repeating the three most precious words in existence. you could only laugh. 

“i love you, i say we get married tonight. almost everyone we love will be here.”

“i'd love to, but i don't want to get the holidays mixed up,” you argued back, crossing your legs around him. “i want our day to have its own celebration.”

heungmin pulled his face away to look at you again, completely immersed in the constellations of your eyes, which were surely a reflection of his own.

“alright, we've got a lot of work ahead of us,” he agreed, giving you a smooch. “the dress looks fantastic on you, i wish we had more time before everyone arrived.”

you squinted and tilted your head to the side.

“we could just change the dress code to pajamas and enjoy the time we have now,” you suggested, running your nails gently over the back of his neck. “we're the hosts, aren't we?”

he grinned and walked over to the bed, carefully laying you down.

“i just need to stop that video first, we've got enough romance on the record.”

[sportswriters]

priorities - h. son

pairing: heungmin son x female!reader | angst | co-workers to (?) | wc: 738 | 🖊: namu

Heungmin is very focused on his job, so he's not considering a relationship at the moment. However, he can't help acting like a gentleman with Y/N.

He's kind, he remembers the things she likes, he pays special attention to her videos, the glances last longer, the smiles too. When he arrives at the building with another player and finishes his own interview, he makes a point of 'waiting for his friend' as an excuse to stay in her presence for a little longer. He's a homebody, and although he doesn't text her, he often updates her on what he's been watching when she greets him in the hallway.

One fine day, they meet at the entrance to the restaurant where a mutual friend's birthday is happening. The place is packed, but the celebration is on the top floor, where there is a cozy terrace. She enters together with Heungmin and the people who have arrived, but as the movement ends up causing someone to bump into her, Heungmin decides to intertwine his fingers with hers for safety's sake. 

As they are last in the order of friends, no one notices what is happening, only Y/N — who’s panicking. When they reach the terrace, where it's more spacious, quieter and better lit, one of his friends turns around and notices them holding hands. "Won’t you look at that? Ben will be pleased to hear about it."

As soon as he realizes it, Heungmin snaps out of it like he's touched an electric wire. "Oh, you idiot, I was just stopping her from being swept away by the movement downstairs. Keep moving." He turns to her and says: "Sorry about him." But that's not what she's focused on. 

Dinner goes well, but she can't get the restlessness that has built up over the last month out of her head. She asks if there's somewhere they can talk in privacy. Later, they go to Ben's house for an after-dinner drink, so Heungmin takes her to the front of the house, since everyone is either in the kitchen or in the backyard.

"I don't know if we're on the same page, but I need you to be aware. I like you... romantically."

Heungmin's eyes widen, genuinely taken aback.

"What do you mean? When did it start?"

She frowns, trying to look for some sign of pretense in his actions. There’s none.

"Are you... Is this serious?"

"The other day we talked about my focus, don't you remember? Romance isn't something I can prioritize right now, I thought I'd made that clear."

She puts her hand to her forehead and takes a deep breath.

"It's not possible for you to be so oblivious. Maybe I'm being too innocent by refusing to believe that you're being selfish," she says.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I really am." He fiddles with his hair, nervously. "I didn't think our closeness would make you feel that way. I didn't mean to."

"Oh, I know very well. I know all your reasons very well. But I also know that there's no way that everything that's happened over the last month is something common. You don't act like this with everyone, be serious. I didn't create this alone, I didn't feel this alone. The difference between us is that I'm not afraid to be honest with myself. If you want to do this with your own heart for the sake of your career, be my guest, just don't take me along on an adventure only to discard me when you remember your unwavering purpose. I won't stand for that."

"Y/N..."

"Don't apologize anymore. Your regrets aren't going to help me get rid of this feeling that's now floating in an aimless river." She sighs. She wants to confess that said river that has been flowing towards him, calm and smooth, is now struggling to regain its rhythm because of the stones in the way. "I'm going to say goodbye to the guys. I need a whole night without alcohol and without you.”

Heungmin's eyes are restless on her face, his labored breathing shows that he's not saying everything he'd like to. He feels like he should make her stay, but what would he say? How to get around what this has become? He can't even remember what happened last month. Everything has snowballed and the only thing processing in his head is the desire to make her stay.