#sumin fluff

[intheemptymirror]

bad habit !

idol!sumin x fem!reader

summary: sumin has a bad biting habit— and you are not exempt from it.

genre: fluff, slightly suggestive

warnings: biting (duh), a bit suggestive in the last scenario but it’s fluffy otherwise, sumin and reader are said to be the same age (20), in the first two scenarios sumin and reader aren’t dating yet (just crushes) but in the last two they are (//∇//)

a/n: my first xikers post! and also like my first full fic ever (⌒▽⌒) there’s a serious lack of xikers content on this site, i’ve already read through all of it 💀 but i hope this small fic is enough to make other roady’s on here happy too. i have a jinsik drabble im working on too so pls look forward to that (*´∇｀*) lowkey the second scenario gave me crazy butterflies like it made me giddy af (before the ending anyways) and i was the one that wrote it 😭 but i feel like my writing is super obviously amateur, which makes me a bit embarrassed but hopefully this is an enjoyable read anyways 。・°°・(＞_＜)・°°・。

sumin loved to use his teeth.

you found this out when you were both six and in elementary school and he bit you because you took the toy he was wanting to play with for recess. it went about as well as you’d imagine. you started crying before swinging the toy down and hitting sumin on the back with it, causing him to burst out into tears as well. in the end, both of your parents were called and you got the scolding of a life time from your mother when you got home.

sumin brought a sweet flavored candy the next day along with a slightly less sweet apology. he didn’t make eye contact with you and he mumbled out a simple “sorry” and nothing else before shoving the candy your way, but you accepted the both of them nonetheless. you gave him a toothy smile (which in sumin’s opinion was the sweetest thing he had with him that day, though he’d never admit it) before taking his hand in yours and dragging him out to play. despite the severely rocky start to your friendship, the both of you had been inseparable ever since.

maybe it was this first experience with each other that let you stay so close with each other even fourteen years later, because from the very beginning you knew what he was— a biter.

— !

the xiker’s boys had invited you over to one of their dorms for their monthly hangout night— ideally it would be a weekly thing, but their schedules never allowed for rest days that consistently. being sumin’s best friend since before he even knew about the existence of xikers, you had gotten pretty close with the rest of them. of course, sumin has and always will be your favorite— much to the disdain of the others.

you stood behind the couch with a smile on your face while seeun, minjae, and yechan occupied the cushions. all of your gazes were completely locked onto the tv, where a very intense and serious game of mario kart was occurring. “seeun, stop cheating!” minjae yelled out when said boy started to move into minjae’s space in an attempt to distract him, his body being bumped into yechan who was on his right. this only made yechan start to push back against minjae, eventually leading to the three boys getting into each others personal space in an attempt to completely sabotage their gameplay.

their shenanigans caused small giggles to leave your lips, completely unaware of the set of eyes that were locked onto you instead of the game. sumin stood off to the side by the dining table, leaning against the wall with a fond look on his face. when sumin had first thought of introducing you to his members, he was truthfully a little nervous. “what if they don’t like each other?” “what if they get into a fist fight?” “what if someone dies and the night is plagued with that experience forever and as a result they can never get along?” sumin knows now that all of those thoughts were absolutely ridiculous (some more so than others), but he truly just wanted all of his favorite people to like each other as much as he did.

“careful, if you stare any harder they might burst into flames.” the flat voice that seemingly appeared out of nowhere made sumin jump before he looked to his left where junghoon was eyeing him with his arms crossed and a knowing look on his face. sumin’s surprise relaxed before he tensed up again at junghoon’s implications. he forced out an awkward laugh and shook his head. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

junghoon didn’t say anything, but with a gaze like his, he didn’t really need to. his expression seemingly stayed the same, but sumin didn’t miss the way his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows subtly raised. sumin swallowed harshly and seemed to sink into himself as he looked away from junghoon in an unsuccessful attempt to escape his judgment. he looked back over to him before he let out a sigh of acceptance, reluctantly nodding gently. “yeah i know…” sumin mumbled before the sound of your laughter ringing through the air made him bring his attention back to you.

he smiled at how the sight of your smile filled his chest with warmth before he mindlessly started walking over to you, as if following you was simply second nature to him (and he really would follow you anywhere). he comes up behind you and wraps his strong arms around your waist, the sudden intrusion causing you to jump before you realize who it is and immediately relax. sumin rests his cheek on your shoulder and smiles up at you as you melt into his warmth. “hi.”

you raise your brow at him as the corner of your mouth starts to twitch up into a ghost of a smile. “hi.” you say back, making sumin’s grin grow before he nudges his face into the crook of your neck. you huff out a laugh and bring your hand up to tangle into his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp with your nails. the gentle feeling of your hand in his hair made his body involuntarily relax as he sighed out against your neck, his warm breath sending a shiver up your spine. you turn your attention back to the tv in front of you, but you’re more focused on the way sumin’s warm hands feel pressed against your stomach, his thumb soothingly rubbing back and forth.

“sumin! come help us cut vegetables.” hunter’s voice called out for him from the kitchen, causing you to jump slightly at the sudden sound and causing sumin’s shoulders to slump and let out a loud groan in protest. “less whining, more helping!” sumin sighed before he smiled in defeat, his teeth brushing against your neck as if forewarning what was to come. he quickly tightened his arms around your waist and bit into your shoulder before unwrapping himself from you and running off to where hunter needed him. “hey!” your hand comes up to touch the spot on your shoulder where his teeth had been, a disbelieving smile on your lips. sumin turns, scrunches his nose and sticks his tongue out at you, before turning the corner and disappearing off into the kitchen.

— !

it was one of the very rare times sumin had been granted a break by KQ, and a week long one at that. the company decided that they deserved it after their hard work promoting their recent comeback, but if they asked you, you would’ve said they deserved it always. while some of the boys decided to stay at the dorms, others had ventured their way back home to visit family, sumin being one of them. despite still going to visit him at the dorms often, it never felt like it was enough, so you were over the moon to have him back for a whole week.

the first day or two you had left him alone to spend some much needed time with his parents and brother, but after that he had crawled his way back to you, claiming that it had been too long since he last saw you (two days) and pestering you non-stop to spend the night. ‘just like humans need water to survive, sumins need y/ns to survive,’ is what he had said, which only earned him an eyeroll and light smack to the head.

and so, you both laid side by side in the dark of his room, the only light coming from the moon shining through the window. you laid on your side with your hands rested in the empty space between you two, close enough to feel the heat radiating from each other but not so close that you were actually touching.

you let out a soft giggle, trying your absolute hardest to stay quiet so as not to disturb his family from their sleep. “okay, okay. if you had to be stranded in the middle of space with any of your members, who would you pick?”

“i’d take my helmet off.” you let out a huff of air and smacked him on the arm, making sumin giggle out and put his hands up in surrender.

“okay, okay! i’m kidding! hm… jinsik.” sumin says with a decisive nod of his head. you smile and raise your eyebrows.

“really?” sumin lets out a small ‘mhm’ and nods making you hum in thought and nod slowly. a cheshire like smile grows on your face as an idea starts to form in your head. “that’s not that surprising i guess. if it was between being stuck in the middle of space with me or being stuck in the middle of space with jinsik, who would you choose?”

“you.”

he said the word with so much conviction, as if it was a message written by the hand of god himself and delivered to you through the mouth of sumin. the sturdiness of his word caught you off guard, your smile falling as everything grows quiet between the two of you. the rest of the world seems to fall away as you stare at him and he stares at you. you watch his eyes drift across your face: your eyes, your nose, your cheeks, your lips. you let your own eyes wander down to his lips, swallowing harshly when his gaze snaps back up to your eyes and catches you.

his hand shifts in the bed slightly, as if he was scared that any sudden movements would scare you off entirely; would scare you off eternally. when you don’t do so much as even flinch, he takes a deep, shaky breath as if to steel himself before he stretches out his pinky to gently touch the soft side of your hand. you look down at your hands before looking back into sumin’s eyes, your own pinky moving to gently rest itself over his. you sit like that for a moment, interlocking your pinkies before he gently takes your hand in his, intertwining your fingers together. you let the perfect feeling of his hand pressed against yours sink into your bones, seeping through the marrow to rest gently in the deepest part of your soul, where you decided it would stay protected for the rest of your life.

your heart stutters as he shuffles just that much closer, his eyes drifting back down to your lips. you subconsciously hold your breath in anticipation, the tension between you two looming over like a thick blanket. he blinks a few times, as if shaking a thought out of his head before he drags your connected hands up to his mouth and sinks his teeth into the plush skin on the side of your hand. you let out a gasp and squeal as you try to pry your hand from his assault, your joint laughters replacing the odd feeling that had overtaken the room previously. the tension disappeared, never to be mentioned again that night.

— !

you swung your arms back and forth as a gentle summer breeze blew through your hair, your sandals being held in one hand by the straps. you stared at the sandy ground, watching as the warm water of the ocean reached the tips of your toes only to slink back again as you waited for sumin to show up. you guys had been dating for about a month at this point and had hung out multiple times throughout, but this was your first official date. you had once mentioned to him offhandedly that you would’ve liked to go to the beach with a boyfriend, something you thought he would’ve long forgotten, but he surprised you when he asked if you were free that weekend, telling you he was taking you out on that date.

he had a short practice that morning so he told you to go on ahead and that he’d meet you there straight after. you were strung a bit tight from nerves, so you had gotten there about 15 minutes prior to the meet up time, so you knew you would be waiting a bit, but you still couldn’t help but feel nervous that maybe sumin was going to stand you up. you knew sumin, maybe even more than you knew yourself, so you know deep down he’d never do something like that, but your brain had a funny way of hating you, filling your head with negative thoughts. you gently walked back and forth a few paces along the shore line: what if he never shows up? what if after this date he decides he doesn’t really like me that way? what if he dies trying to meet me here?

“y/n!”

you hear a loud voice call for you from behind, turning to look over your shoulder at the source. and there he was: standing a few feet away at the top of the concrete steps leading to the beach, out of breath and a little sweaty, with a smile you thought burned you brighter than the hot summer sun ever could. sumin— your sumin.

you smile back and raise your hand to wave at him. he bolts towards you, skipping the last few steps of the stairs and stumbling from the unstable grounding of the sand before barreling towards you without any signs of slowing down. you giggle and brace yourself for impact before he reaches you, his arms coming out to wrap around your waist and lifting you up. he stumbles forward into the water, splashing some of it up onto you both, but neither of you can really bring yourselves to care all that much.

he shakes you around a bit before he sets you down, staring at you with a love sick smile as you giggle and fix your now messed up hair. “sorry i’m late.”

you shake your head at him. “you’re not late, i was just early.”

he pouts and affectionately squeezes your cheek between his pointer and thumb. “if i ever make you wait then that means i was late.” you scoff and roll your eyes at him but the sparkle in your eye never leaves. “now c’mon. we have a date to attend to.” he leans his face down close to yours, and you close your eyes and scrunch up your nose in surprise before his hot breath hits your cheek and his teeth sink into the warm skin on your face.

you blink in surprise at him as he pulls away with a teasing grin before it registers in your head what he had just done, your brows furrowing and your plump lips morphing into a pout. you had taken a deep breath in preparation to complain but before any words could be let out, he leaned down one more time to press a quick kiss to your cheek, clasping your hand in his and turning to walk towards one of the little food stands someone had set up along the coast. he stuck his tongue out at you through his teeth as if to say ‘gotcha’, but you couldn’t stop your own happy smile from forming on your face, your cheeks warming up from something other than the sun this time.

the feeling of his hand in yours feels different now than it did when you first took his hand on that playground all those years ago, but just like back then, it still feels like you’re holding something precious.

— !

sumin was currently at practice with the rest of his team members, but you missed him, so you were in his bed doom-scrolling on your phone while you waited for him to finish up with practice so you could surprise him. you check how much longer until sumin said he should be back: 30 minutes. you heave a loud sigh into the otherwise quiet room and drop your phone on the bed before closing your eyes and burying your face in his pillow, letting the scent of sumin’s cologne engulf you.

you’re not sure how long you lay like that, but pretty soon the sound of the door swinging open makes you lift your head from the fabric, looking over to the culprit. in the door frame stands an exhausted sumin, his movements sluggish and heavy. he looks up to find you tucked into his bed, his eyes lighting up when he catches sight of you, the view immediately filling him with new energy.

“baby!” he exclaims, dropping his bag on the floor unceremoniously before launching himself into your arms. you laugh at how he went from zero to one hundred in seemingly a split second as he wraps his arms around you and nuzzles into your neck. your arms come up to rest around his shoulders as your hand tangles into his soft hair. “missed you.” he mumbles out into your skin before pressing a kiss onto your neck, then your jaw, then your cheek, before your entire face has been touched by his lips. you giggle at the vibration of his words against your neck before the source of your laughs turn into the feeling of his lips on you, your hand on his back soothingly rubbing back and forth on his shoulder blades.

he pulls back to look into your eyes with a lovesick smile on his face, but you’re sure you look the same as you gaze into his eyes as well. his hand comes up to cup your cheek, the pad of his thumb rubbing back and forth on your cheek. “tough practice?” you ask, but you already know the answer.

“you have no idea.” sumin replies, the tension in his shoulders relaxing as he huffs out a laugh before he takes your hand in his and brings it up to his mouth. already sensing what was happening, you rip your hand out of his grip with a knowing smile. the action only makes sumin laugh before he leans in to gently bite your jaw. you let out a small noise of protest and gently push and smack at his shoulders, but there’s not any force behind it. you break out into giggles as he bites your jaw again before moving down to hook his teeth into your shoulder.

it sends a shudder up your spine as a breathy, nearly inaudible sigh leaves your lips, the action not going unnoticed by sumin. you feel him grin against your skin before pressing a soft kiss to it, the air in the room suddenly growing thick with tension. “what’s wrong baby?” he teases, his hands sliding down your body before his fingers stop to press into the softness of your waist. he sinks his teeth into your shoulder again, keeping his mouth there for longer this time as he sucks a dark spot into the skin. he licks the bruise lightly to soothe it before moving across to your collarbone to bite into that too.

you let him move his teeth across your skin, dark purple and red spots blooming all across your neck, shoulders, and chest. you can hear and feel him groan into your skin at the taste of your skin on his tongue, your chest heaving with every heavy breath you take. you arch your chest into him as you tilt your head back at the attention he’s giving you before you start to gain some clarity and push against his chest to get him to stop.

“w-wait, what about yechan? he could walk in here at any minute.” he pulls back far enough to look at your face, but close enough to keep you in his arms. you looked like a mess: your hair was disheveled, you were still panting from his ministrations, and you were littered with marks and a thin sheen of spit from sumin’s tongue practically everywhere, but sumin still thought you were the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. despite your distress, sumin seems unbothered at the mention of his roommate, a smirk making its way onto his face, as if he knew something that you didn’t.

“he decided to stay behind to practice a bit more.” he leans into your face, his lips brushing against yours as he spoke. “so we have more than enough time.” he whispers lowly before kissing your lips softly. “to do whatever,” kiss. “we,” kiss. “want,” he takes your lips in his as you let out a weak whine into his mouth before melting into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

maybe this habit of his wasn’t so bad after all.

[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND SUMIN

please don't repost, requests open!

[arafilez]

੭୧ ⼂ EXISTENCE OF NIGHT ROUTINES ﹗

ー☆ㅤㅤ [ csm x reader ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤfluff, crack ㅤ warnings light jokes of "death" ㅤ﹢ㅤ0.4k wc

Sumin peeks from the blanket he has covered up to his nose as he hears light taps of your feet emerging in the room. His green hair falls messily over his head, making him look like a cute, little broccoli and his small, round eyes fix on your figure as he sees you do your night routine.

Sumin has never hated a night routine more.

After what feels like an eternity (it was ten minutes) he scrunches his nose in your direction and whines, “Come to bed, y/n.” You hum in acknowledgement clearly still concentrated on the perfect proportion of your face cream making your boyfriend give murderous looks to the tub of cream.

“Leave the night routine already,” he whines again, bouncing his legs on the bed a bit for extra effect, making you snort and turn around to look at him.

“You know I need to complete this right?” you giggle when you see a deadly glare and a pout adorning his face at the same time and he sticks his tongue out. You turn your back to him again and he groans, head hitting the pillow. A few moments pass and he says the most unhinged sentence ever,

“Get inside and cuddle, before I get hypothermia.”

Your hand halts and hovers over the lid of your box of cosmetics and you turn around saying, “Hypothermia from what? Twenty degrees of the air conditioner and you being under a blanket? Cause of death too flimsy no? Try again?”

That makes him take a big gasp and he replies, “Do you want your boyfriend to die?” You press your lips together to stop yourself from giggling again as you get up (finally) and turn off the lights quickly before getting in bed. As soon as you do Sumin pulls you closer to him and you let the giggle out and turn towards him.

“Are you happy now, you big baby?” you ask, running your hand through his hair and you see the outlines of his big, gummy smiles as he nods excitedly. He pecks your lips and then places little kisses all over your face making you squirm and giggle in his embrace. After a last kiss, long and loving, on the lips, you two settle down comfortably in the covers. “The mere existence of night routine should be a crime,” he says suddenly and you laugh at his righteous voice before you both fall asleep.

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[princekooks]

[1:31am] his hands were exploring everywhere on your body. he never had any sexual intentions. he just loved touching your body. which includes your thighs. god this man loved your thighs, almost religiously. tonight was his normal exploration. but it felt different tonight. his eyes were so full of admiration, staring at every part his hands were holding. sumin's hands ended up at your thighs once again.

"beautiful," he spoke softly. his fingers starting to trace random figures on your thighs while he lays in between you.

"hm?" your voice coming out as a whisper. the moment too comfortable to speak louder. his fingers slightly tickling your thighs as he draws random things. you felt his fingers start to draw letters.

'm' was the first letter. you contemplated what he could be writing on your thighs. you smiled, finding this action cute.

'i' was the next. thinking of the what was next but not wanting to spoil his thought. your heart already fluttering. he shifted his weight and began writing the next letters.

'n' he kissed your thigh, his right arm wrapped around your thigh for a moment before letting go. he felt as if he could burst, his love for you was beyond words. your smile growing even wider as you felt his lips where he was previously tracing letters.

'e' he moved up your body to finally kiss you on the lips. his soft lips crashing onto yours passionately.

"i love you, y/n." he spoke. "you're mine."

your heart pounding, "i love you too, choi sumin."

the biggest grin on his face appeared when you confessed. he leaned in, his lips smashing onto yours once again. this one with more passion, if that was even possible

note: i was listening to "guilty as sin? by taylor swift" and i based this blurb off of the lyrics "what if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh." i havent written a fic in years so please bare with me. it's also 1am so if there is anything that doesnt make sense... im sorry lol

(check out my edit to sumin with this song)

[starskq]

XIKERS FAKE TEXTS / THEM ACCIDENTALLY CONFESSING (pt.1)

Pairing ◊ reader x xikers

Genre ◊ fluff

Warnings ◊ mention of coming over, bad attempt as humour (sorry), kms jokes, cheesy ass lines in sumin's

[8turning]

☆⠀⠀XKRS — how they would pine over you !

hyung line x gn ! reader ★ fluff. technically idol au but it doesn't play a huge role ★ headcannon

warnings: mentions of eating. let me know if i missed anything!

n. i wrote this over a year ago now,, just now posting it. are we shocked? 💀 just a small reminder i don't write for 05 liners & younger!!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED ! ⸜(ˊ▽ˋ*)

⁰⁰¹ : MINJAE.

minjae tries being slick about it (when he's actually very obvious) and adamantly denies he feels any way for you 💀

he'd "accidentally" order an extra plate of food,,

oh no! guess you'll have to join him! it's so convenient that none of his members are available right now!

it's also so convenient he only ever seems to over-order when you're in the office, too. . .

he'll leave you small motivational notes for you to read - in your bag is his favorite place since he's still a bit too nervous to give them to your upfront.

⁰⁰² : JUNMIN.

junmin pines secretly.

NEVER dares to tell his members - they will rat him out immediately (especially sumin 💀).

you might even think he hates you from the constant side-eyes he gives you, but that's actually him internally panicking and checking if you're looking at him. . . he doesn't hate you!! he could never hate you!!

he's always so nervous all the time around you - even once you two became good friends, he'd still find himself stuttering over his words when he speaks with you.

⁰⁰³ : SUMIN.

sumin likes you and will make sure everyone knows ♡

openly flirts. very giggly and teasing if he makes you shy (but will also get shy easily himself).

he feels no shame in being extra stand off-ish in front of you - whether you're laughing with him or at him, he made you laugh!!

that's a #SuminWin in his book!!

help he's the type to pinch you then quickly look away as if it wasn't him 😭

⁰⁰⁴ : JINSIK.

ham jinsik, who doesn't leave your side :((

from the day he met you he deemed you a "safe person"

always invites you out with him, memorizes your drink orders so he can make quick runs in the morning and gift them to you.

he pays close attention to everything you do and makes sure you know just how much he cares 💔

⁰⁰⁵ : HYUNWOO.

hyunwoo tries to make himself known to you in the office, but in the quietest way possible.

even if you're just standing in the same room as him, he'll be sure to show off his gentlemanly qualities - tidying up after his friends, offering waters to everyone he can, spots others when they're stretching. . .

his kindness wasn't fabricated by any means, but it was definitely amplified because of your presence :3

♡ 8TURNING 2024.

[chiiyuuvv]

clouds ★

best friend!sumin 0.2k words

notes! some very questionable talks in this fic..

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

“what do you think the clouds look like this time, y/n?” your best friend, sumin, asks, his head resting comfortably on your lap.

“um.. poop.”

“what?!” sumin sits up in surprise, your hand that was once in his hair falling to the ground. 

“what?” you ask with a more confusing tone. sumin looks at you like you’ve grown two heads. finally getting his shock, you decide to elaborate. “poops, healthy poops i should say, should look like a small banana. it’s soft yet firm, and will float in the toilet,” you state in a matter of factly tone.

“oh,” the boy nods before going back to laying his head on your lap, his hands finding yours to put back in his hair. you gather some strands to form a tiny braid with one hand, the other scratching his scalp. “i guess my poops aren’t healthy then.” sumin blurts causing you to giggle. 

“i’ve been pooping new ecosystems this week. tree log after tree log..” your best friend's words make you burst out laughing, the rhythm making the boy smile to himself in delight.

it was these small, random moments that made you treasure your friendship forever <3

︴bonus! plot from @sris-skies and dialogue from @mingislovingwife. yes.. me and hyve did have that EXACT convo on discord lololol (im yn and shes sumin.. let that sink in). also don't quote me about the poop thing, it's something my mom randomly told me about

▸ taglist 📬 @hyunukitty , @cake1box , @yuniniverse , @hunchan444 , @s00buwu , @cherrycolaberry , @kookieswithjung , @wonootnoot , @pinievsev , @lis4lipsi , @everythingaboutkpop

🎬 navi

@chiiyuuvv on tumblr . do not steal works/headers/line dividers

[rizzkisworld]

Take The Shot - Choi Sumin

Pairing: bestfriend!Sumin x gn!reader

Warnings: none??? Idk

Synopsis: Sumin talks to Minjae and officially confesses his feelings for you

Genre: Fluff!!!

A/N: Y'all we are so back!!(I'm feeling inspired)

Whispers of winds whistling in your ear as you both stood in silence. The sky was a little cloudy, but the sun peeked through just a tiny bit. You were still in shock at the words that came out of your best friend's mouth. Is this moment even real? What led up to it? What made him say that now?

In the gymnasium stood Sumin and his friend Minjae. “I wanna confess, but how?” Sumin heaved a sigh. “Aren't you really close? You should know what Y/n likes.” Minjae tried to encourage Sumin. “I've had crushes before, but there's something about Y/n that I can't explain. I don't wanna risk ruining our friendship.” He thought back to some of the moments he's spent with you.

The time you first met in middle school. He was trying to impress one of the girls in your class, but ended up tripping and falling flat on his face. You helped him gather his things and since then you've been besties. The time he got rejected by the person he swore would be his lifetime partner in highschool. You were there to comfort him. The time you were over his house and you attempted to make cookies. The results…… Total fail. Though you swear it was his fault.

A small grin appeared on his face, the same one that appears all the other times he's thinking of you. His thoughts were so vivid in his mind that he almost missed what Minjae had to say. “Look, life is kind of like basketball. You miss 100% of the shots you don't take. In other words, you have Y/n now, but if you let go of this opportunity you may not have Y/n later…wait that was poetic I need to write that down-” “Not the time Minjae.” Both of them started laughing, lighting up the pressing mood. Sumin was ready, cause like Minjae said, you miss 100% of the shots you don't take.

That's what brought you to the situation you're in now. Sumin texted you to come outside on the field near the bleachers. His text was very cryptic, so you worried just a little bit. You rushed outside to find the boy with his back facing you. “Is everything okay?” You asked, gently tapping him on his back. He sharply turned around to face you. A tint of blush covering his handsome features. You furrowed your brows at him, because what in the world was happening? He wasn't even saying anything. Just looking. Just staring. It honestly left you with a little discomfort.

It was complete silence. “Sorry if I-” “I like you too.” You blurted out. There the silence was again. “Repeat that for me?” Sumin, with a smirk on his face, leaned in closer to hear you say those words again. How was the same boy that was just super nervous teasing you now? “You heard me!” You playfully smacked his shoulder. “Ouch! No need to hit your new boyfriend so hard.” Sumin acted like your hit hurt him. “Boyfriend?” You tilted your head to the side. “Problem?” He asked. “You didn't ask me out yet, you only confessed your feelings.” You didn't miss the way Sumin began blushing again. The thought of actually having to ask you out felt unreal.

“Uh, are you-” “I like you a lot.” He blurted out the words, cutting you off. “You what?” Thinking you misheard him, you asked for him to repeat himself. “How was your day?” He smiled from ear to ear. “That is not what just came out of your-” “I asked you, how was your day.” He maintained the same smile. “It was fine, but what is going on here?” You asked, feeling very suspicious of him. “My bad, um…. I've been feeling this way for a long time and I'm feeling very nervous to tell you this…. Y/n I……” His voice trailed off leaving you in suspense. He what?

“I don't know when this feeling started, but all I know is just that I've never felt this way with anyone else. You're the person that makes my day and I look forward to talking to you whether it be in person or on the phone. I've never felt so nervous to say something like this ever in my life, but…. I really like you alot…like alot alot." Sumin’s eyes looked everywhere, but your eyes.

“Will you be mine?” Sumin shyly grinned. “Of course!” You leaned in to hug him. The hug lasted about two minutes. Sumin slowly pulled away and looked you deep in your eyes. His hand slowly caressed your cheek. Leaning in, the both of you closed your eyes, waiting for your lips to touch. “Well, would you look at that, the power couple of the century.” Seeun, who was standing next to Minjae, teased. Sumin's face said it all. He was so done with those two. “Let's escape.” Sumin whispered before grabbing your hand and running off the field together.

[yuniniverse]

Can u do sumin ff both of the reader and him meet at an art corse and it goes from there yk btw loved the hunter one I SCREAMED AND BLUSHED LIKE KASJKSOSJD ITS SO GOOOODD

PAIRING !  ━ sumin x gn reader

GENRE !  ━ college au ,friends to lovers ,fluff

WORD COUNT !  ━ 1.299k

AUTHOR NOTE !  ━ tysm for requesting  ^^ sorry if it took a while hsjsjs this is my first time writing a request here but I hope you like it ^^

sumin looked around, smiling as he sees you rush into the classroom as you bow to the teacher while muttering a sorry as you were late. He looks at you with a slight smile as you make your way to your desk, dropping your bag to the side of your chair as you finally sit with a sigh. His eyes grow wider in curiosity as he sees you holding the drink he had kept for you. He eagerly tapped his feet onto the floor, proud of himself as he sees a happy smile on your face as you scan around the classroom to look for the person that had kept your favourite drink for you.

As soon as class was over you look for your friends, tilting your head to the side as you watch them run out without even sparing you a second glance. You pick up your bag and stand up while debating whether to follow them or not. Meanwhile Hyunwoo comes running towards you. You and Hyunwoo were partners in drawing fundamentals and design fundamentals class so it was a given that you two would be close, close to the point if one of you weren't with each other, others would ask where your 'twin' went.

he walked you to the cafeteria, you sense something was going to happen from how quiet your friend was, otherwise you'd be nodding at the talkative boy who would change the topic with every passing minute. Hyunwoo stops walking, causing you to stop as well. He turns to you with a slight pity face as he holds your hand, squeezing it. "I know i promised I would be with you for the extra classes last night, but I can't come with you now--" he couldn't even finish his sentence when you slapped his arm, earning a groan from the fox like boy. "YOU SAID YOU WOULD, NOW YOU CHICKEN OUT????" You scold to which the boy waved his hands together, "But hey you'll get a chance to meet Choi Sumin and be alone with him till the end of the day" he said as he nudged you. You let out a sigh as you push him away, "I only said he was cute Hyunwoo, I don't like him." You say to which the boy rolled his eyes. You lied and you knew your bestfriend knew you were too. The way your eyes would light up at the sight of the green haired but and how you'd always talk about him and how you'd stare at him in class was enough to let anyone know that you didn't just find him cute.

You drag your feet up the stairs, you weren't hungry anymore because the only person you were comfortable with is now not gonna be here until 6 pm. You groaned as you plop down onto your desk. You hear a slight chuckle, whipping your head around you meet the love of your life choi sumin. "Shouldn't you be with hyunwoo? It's new seeing you all alone" he says as he pulls a chair in front of you to sit. You ramble on how your bestfriend betrayed you and how you were mad because now your alone and you hate being alone and to add a cherry on top, it meant you'd be drawing alone for two hours. Sumin patiently listened to you rant, breaking into a small smile as you helplessly wave your hands around and whine at your unfortunate situation. How he wished he could just hug you so tight and never let you go. He adored you way too much and found you cute even if you were just existing.

"I'll stay back." He shrugs as you sit straight and look at him . "Really?" You ask with a glint of hope in your eyes to which he nods with a smile. You squeal as you jump out if your seat and hug him. It's only after a few seconds later you realise the poor boy was stiff on your hold, his eyes wide as he just stood as if he saw a ghost. You slowly back away as you mumble a sorry to which he shakes his head and pulls you to another hug, only this time his arm wraps around your waist instead of just dangling around his sides, you smile into the hug. your heart beats faster as butterflies swarm inside your stomach, you feel your cheeks heat up as he tightens the hug. Just as you were at the verge of melting into sumins touch you get pushed away, landing on your butt as you watch students slowly make their way into the class.

once classes were over you found yourself sitting on your desk, blood rushes to your cheeks and you can't seem to hide your smile as flashbacks of what happened earlier come into your mind. You lower your head and try to calm yourself. you feel your shoulder get tapped and when you look up you see sumin smiling down at you, "let's go? we shouldn't be late"  he says as he takes your hands in his, holding hands side by side he walks you to your class as he sits  at very back. You think he's only on his phone the entire time, guilt washing through you as you realise he'd have to be with you for the next two hours. Only if you knew how he loved to be with you. He watched how your fingers held the brush delicately and brushed through your canvas. He let out a breathy chuckle as he sees you struggling to finish a part, your hesitant fingers going back and forth but never touching the canvas with your brush. He stands up quietly and comes behind you, his fingers holding yours as he guides your hands throughout the canvas, you were too immersed at how well the painting was turning out to notice how the boy was nearly back hugging you. Sumin on the other hand was just as red as the cherry that was painted on the corner of the canvas. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, but loved being close to you. You gave him warmth, a feeling of home. He felt all his worries drift away when he was near you. How could he think of anything when you were right infront of him? You were too beautiful in his eyes. The most beautiful girl he had ever seen, the most beautiful girl he would ever see and love. "Done" he muttered as his grip on your hands loosened but never left from holding your hands. He looked at your figure that was busy admiring the painting. The classroom was empty and quiet, the chirping of birds outside blurred out to him as he inched closer and tugged a strand of hair behind your ear. You look up, your heart skipped a beat at the close proximity between the two of you.

The corner of sumins lips twitched into a smile as he watched your eyes drift from his eyes to his lips. His hand cupped your cheek, inching closer until there was only an inch gap between your lips. He looked into your eyes, as if he was asking permission. You took the opportunity to tilt your head up, connecting your lips with his. sumins one hand rested onto your chair as he brought himself closer, deepening the kiss. he sighed into the kiss, smiling ever so slightly.  A feeling of warmth and love rushed by you, the way your lips fit his so perfectly made you blush. He pulls away, pecking your nose as he shyly smiles and connects your forehead. Words need not be spoken to show how you two loved each other ever so much.

[lil-elle]

xikers reaction to being caught kissing?

I love your writing omg it makes me blush and more delulu😭

OHHH THIS IS JUICY

XIKERS caught Kissing

pairs: bf!xikers x gn!reader

genre: established relationship, crack, fluff, suggestive

word count: 3.1k

content: kisses, a bit of making out, jealous bf yechan 🤭, embarrassed shy babies teehee

a/n: okay i actually saw an 8turn version of this and i'm so glad this got requested because this is so fun to me 😭

Minjae feels his mind drifting more and getting hazier the longer your lips press to his. He missed how your lips felt, he's been too busy these days that when he finally gets to be with you and kiss you again, it's never enough. He pulls away from you for a moment, but only a moment, almost immediately pressing his lips back at a different angle and with more force. He melts into the kiss as your hands tangle into his hair, letting out a soft, low groan in response. He pulls you by your waist, as if trying to meld you into him. He's invested, too invested for his ears to pick up the sound of the vocal room door opening. It takes a few camera flashes before you and him pull away from each other to see Seeun standing at the door, his phone in his hand and a wide smirk on his face.

“D-Delete those!!” Minjae stutters, red in the face from embarrassment as he stomps towards Seeun and reaches up to snatch his phone. Seeun chuckles, dangling his phone just out of Minjae's reaches as you watch through your fingers, just as embarrassed yourself. You can't help but giggle, though, when Seeun suddenly dashes out of the room, yelling “The editing team is gonna love these!!”

Minjae's quick to chase after him, giving up his pride to stutter out desperate pleas for Seeun not to show anyone.

-

Junmin always starts his kisses shy, but once he let's himself melt into it, he's the most passionate kisser out there. The way his lips envelope yours has your knees feeling weak, but he holds you up with his hands firmly holding your waist and your back pressed to the kitchen counter. His strong hands slide from your waist to your thighs, lifting you up and setting you on the cold surface on the counter. You wrap your legs around him and pull him towards you, earning a satisfied hum in response as his hands grip your waist again, this time much tighter. The change in angle, making him need to tilt his head up to meet your lips, makes him all the more passionate, especially once your hands meet the back of his head, holding him close. His hands begin to play at the hem of your shirt, hiking it up slightly, although he's not able to get very far before a dramatic gasp breaks him free from the passion between you two. Your lips make a smack as they separate and his dazed eyes focus on the two figures near the entrance of the living room.

“Junmin-hyung! Do you have no shame?!” Hunter exclaims dramatically, covering Yujun's eyes with his large hands with a mischievous smirk on his face.

“I wanna see!!” Yujun claws at Hunter's hands, a wide, amused smile covering his face.

Junmin freezes and you feel embarrassment well up in you as his face somehow goes redder than it already was. He pries himself from between your legs and takes a slow step back before making a sprint for his room, almost running into the closed door in his haste. All you can do is sit there and endure Yujun's teasing until Hunter drags him away, insisting you be spared.

-

Sumin is quite the sloppy kisser, but that's never stopped you from getting immersed in the way his lips feel moving against yours. You kneel between his legs as he sits propped up against the arm of the couch, your hands resting on his chest to keep yourself upright amidst the aggressive movement of his lips. His strong hand grips the back of your head, the other one planted comfortably on your thigh, as his tongue slips against yours, pulling a soft whimper from your throat that only makes his grip tighter. He can't decide between exploring your mouth with his tongue and pulling on your bottom lip with his teeth, giving you a good amount of both in a way that renders your lips puffy and throbbing. You feel a drop of saliva slide from your lip down your chin, though you're too immersed to care or be embarrassed by the messiness of your kisses. What finally breaks you two apart is Jinsik subtly clearing his throat across the room. You quickly wipe your chin and throw yourself to the other end of the couch, as if trying to play off what you two had just been caught doing in broad daylight when you knew there was absolutely no getting out of this. It takes him a moment to regain his sense, but you watch as Sumin's confident and dominant persona fades and he buries his red face in his hands, and curls himself up, as if trying to disappear. Jinsik only sits between you two awkwardly, turning the TV on, a pink tint of his own on his face.

-

It took a bit of persuading to convince Jinsik it was okay to kiss you, that you want him to. He's always been considerate like that, asking to do simple couple things like holding hands and cuddling. But now, you two sit side by side on the edge of his bed, hand in hand, and with your faces mere inches from each other. His hands tremble when you finally press your soft, puckered lips to his, taking one of your hands up to rest on his cheek, your thumb on his chin to guide his mouth as you deepen the kiss. Surprisingly to you, it doesn't take long for him to get the hang of it, making you then one that's overwhelmed as he sucks gently on your bottom lip, thumb tracing the back of your hand. His kiss is long and sensual, staying at the perfect pace of slow and passionate, not intensifying, but showing no sign of slowing down either. He was just enjoying you, enjoying how you felt against his lips. That enjoyment didn't last much longer, though, cut short by a particularly loud dorm-mate.

“Jinsik-hyung! Oh-” You two broke apart and looked to the door to see a widely smiling Yechan peering in, a particularly mischievous expression on his face. He let's out his signature devious giggle as he begins to retreat again.

“Didn't mean to interupt~” he teases before closing the door, his giggles audible from the other side of the now closed door. You look back at Jinsik in time to see him snatch a pillow from the bed and shove it against his face, his ears still visible and red with embarrassment.

-

Hyunwoo is a gentle kisser, a lovely kisser, a kisser that makes you know you're loved in the amount of care he manages to convey through his lips. As usual, he arrives home from practise, immediately making his way to his room where you're sitting to welcome him, the rest of the members being rowdy in the living room.

“How do they have so much energy…” He flops down on the bed next to you, too tired to stand for any longer. You giggle, and his hand travels to your waist, seamlessly guiding you to lay comfortably on top of him. It doesn't take much longer for his lips to find yours, pressing a warm and gentle kiss against them.

“I missed you-mm-” You mumble, but he's quick to ravel his hand into your hair and pull your head back down again. You don't protest, loving the way his pillowy lips massage yours, sending electricity through to the tips of your fingers and toes. You smile against his lips, finding his sleepy kisses equally amusing and endearing. You place your hands on either side of his jaw, gently caressing and trying to magically transfer your love for him into his skin through the tips of your fingers. You're too deep in the sensual kiss and he's too tired to notice the rowdiness from outside the door enter the room, the thing that finally breaks you apart being the rocking of the bed as Hunter climbs the ladder to the top bunk. You suddenly look up, locking eyes with Seeun and Minjae smirking at you.

“If you guys are gonna do that all night, take it to the couch.” Minjae calls out, failing to stifle a giggle from his own teasing. Hyunwoo finally returns to his senses at Minjae's words, shooting up and accidentally throwing you onto the floor with a thump, earning a bellowing laugh from Seeun. 

“Sorry…” Hyunwoo mutters, grimacing, but you can only smile, finding his shy, embarrassed face cute.

-

Junghoon has never been the affectionate type, even as your boyfriend. Which is why you're extra surprised when he suddenly stops dancing after you enter the practise room, speed walking over to you with purpose and quickly capturing your lips in his. His hands find your waist, holding it firmly as he pulls you against him and you try to match the pace of his lips despite being caught off guard. He steps back, taking you with him, until his back presses against the mirror on the other side of the room and you're leant up against him, desperately trying to keep your lips from leaving his. His big hands spread across your back, holding you even tighter to him and forcing you on your tiptoes, your head starting to spin from the lack of oxygen. Suddenly, the door slamming open startles him out of his trance and he pulls away, leaving your lips lost and searching for his for a moment. You look up at him to see him looking straight ahead, wide eyed and you turn to see Junmin standing jaw-dropped at the door.

“S-sorry…I'll come back…” he stutters out, a pink tint covering his face before he shuts the door again. Junghoon's hands tremble and you look back at him to see his ears bright red and his cheeks slowly taking on the same colour. He buries his head in your shoulder, unable to look you in the eyes. He sighs against your neck and you rake your fingers through his hair.

“We can continue this later…if you want…?” You ask timidly and you almost immediately feel him nod against you, making you giggle at his neediness, something you don't see from him very often.

-

Seeun is the kind of boyfriend that never minds pda. If anything, he welcomes it, loving the embarrassed look on your face whenever he places a quick kiss to your lips around the guys or whenever he slides his hand onto your thigh under the table. Needless to say, it didn't take him long to get your lips on his as you two snuggle together under a blanket on the couch, the other guys scattered around on the floor and random chairs, too enamoured by the movie they're watching to notice. His hand squeezes your waist under the blanket as his other one holds your chin, keeping your lips in place so he can nibble and suck on your bottom lip as he pleases. You try keeping up with his pace, falling behind as per usual, while also trying to hold down any sounds that threaten to come up in your throat so the others don't notice what's going on. You continue kissing like that for what feels like hours, your lips numb and your mind fuzzy, finally stopping once the credits of the movie roll and each member gets up to retire in their respective rooms for the night. 

Cuddling up to Seeun that night, him spooning you with his head buried against your back, asleep, you scroll through your instagram feed mindlessly. Suddenly, a notification pops up, a message from Hyunwoo reading “enjoy the movie? 🫣” with an image attached. An image that shows you and Seeun kissing on the couch, clear as day. Your face heats up with embarrassment upon the realisation that you'd been caught, but that's not what shocks you the most. You zoom in to see Seeun making eye contact with the camera, a subtle smirk on his face.

“You-!” You quickly flip over, disorienting a sleepy Seeun before yanking the pillow out from under him and slapping it over his head, receiving an audible “OOF” in response to the sudden attack.

“Jerk!”

-

Yujun is such a shy boy, but that's what you love most about him. It's that charming shyness about him that made you fall for him, an attribute that makes you fall for him over and over again everyday. Which is why you're suddenly flustered when he asks to kiss you, it's your first kiss with him and the idea makes your heart beat out of your chest. The bed creaks under you as he scoots closer slightly, a very visible pink blush coating his cheeks. Gently, he reaches his hand up to meet your chin, tilting it up slightly as your eyes fall shut and you breathe in shakily. Softly, almost fleetingly, his lips press to yours, making your face explode into a ball of flames at the tiny sensation. He pulls back and kisses you again before you have the chance to open your eyes, this time with slightly more confidence. His hand comes to rest on your cheek, keeping you head tilted so he can get the best angle. His lips press to yours over and over, softly and carefully, but you still can't help getting dizzy and overwhelmed. Just when you almost can't take it anymore, the door flies open, shocking you both so much that you jump to either side of the bed, as far apart as possible. But it was too late. Seeun stood at the door, a wide smile, eyebrows raised, and eyes wide.

“WAHH YUJUN-AH!!” He rushes over and lifts Yujun like he weighs no more than a plushie. All you can do is curl yourself into a ball and bury your face in your hands from embarrassment as Seeun holds Yujun in a bone-crushing embrace, swinging him around. “My son is all grown up~” he says, feigning a teary voice and squeezing Yujun for one last time before finally setting him down and heading for the door again. You hear an excited, “Guys, guess what!!” from him before he slams the door shut, leaving you both stunned and bright red.

-

Hunter does like to tease you a lot, making you flustered around other people. But one thing he'll always keep to himself is the way your face looks after he's kissed you, too beautiful of an expression to be shared with anyone but him. You see the others off at the door, all going on their individual vacations while Hunter stays home, awaiting his own family's arrival. Hunter waves out before shutting the door for good and turning to face you.

“We're finally alone~” He sighs, a soft smile on his face. You giggle as he takes you in his arms and spins you around as if the two of you are waltzing to music. He steadies you, holding you against him by your waist and leaning his forehead on yours. “You're all mine until my family gets here.” He mutters. Your second giggle is cut off by his lips meeting yours and you softly close your eyes in response, puckering your lips and kissing him back. Your mutual sighs fill the room as his hands travel up your back and yours loop around his neck, pulling him ever closer. He smiles against your lips, only for a moment, but you can tell how happy he is to finally have some alone time for the two of you. Just as you have that thought, ironically, the door cracks open and Minjae sticks his head in.

“I forgot my-” He stops completely when he sees you, speechless at the scene unfolding in front of him. Hunter pulls away from you and looks at him, while you stay in his arms, burying your head in his chest in embarrassment. You assume Hunter is going to apologise, which is why you're shocked when you peek at Minjae to see Hunter's large hand closing the door on him and locking it silently. He sighs softly before bringing his hand to lift your face up again.

“Now where were we?” You weren't even able to touch noses before the door was swinging open again, a bewildered Minjae on the other side.

“I-I have a key, y'know…”

-

Yechan is a wild card, sometimes a show-boat that he managed to pull you, and sometimes as protective as a wild cat, wanting to keep you hidden from the others because: “you're just too perfect, they'll all fall for you”. This fact is why you let him drag you away from Yujun and Seeun, pretend fawning over you to make him jealous, mischievous smirks plastered on their faces. Yechan pulls you into his and Junmin's shared room, almost hissing back at the other two. Sometimes you wonder if he really is a wild cat, that thought gets cut off, however, by him shutting door and pressing his lips to yours, half missing your lips entirely. You can't help but let out a surprised squeak at his action, your face immediately heating up. He lifts both his hands up to hold your face and readjusts, bringing his plump lips to fully envelop yours as your eyes squeeze shut. Your cover his hands with your own, at the mercy of his jealousy although, deep down, you're enjoying it as much as he is. Minutes pass and your brain is slowly turning to mush as he refuses to let up. The thing that starts to pull you out of your stupor being Junmin's muffled voice outside the door and you suddenly remembered that this is his room too.

“What're you two giggling about?” He questions, presumably to the culprits of this whole mess as he opens the door, stopping completely in his tracks as he sees you two. Yechan pulls his face away just to glare at Junmin protectively, your stomach turning in embarrassment. “Oh.” He states, a subtle pink hue on his face, before closing the door again and leaving you two alone. You just want to run away and hide being caught like that, but Yechan is unphased, turning his attention back to you. After a good few kisses of his, though, you've completely forgotten about the whole thing yourself.

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[wooblrb]

hi! I loved your hunter post! do you think you can do headcanons of xikers as your boyfriend? they've been on my mind recently :,) thank you 💘

xikers as your boyfriends!

genre: fluff!!,, a little comedy

pair: bf!xikers x gn!reader

warnings: overuse of the word cute LOL

a/n: AHH THIS TOOK ME SOO LONG! it was kind of hard for some of the members buttt i hope yall like it! thank you for requesting!! :pp

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minjae 

definitely loves to show you off 

he loves to admire you 

has so much couple stuff with you (bracelets, rings, clothes, etc.) 

he's so cheesy in private 

once his members caught him being cute with you and they always tease him

he doesn't care though!!

he loves his s/o frfr 

"minjae? why do you keep staring at me?" 

"you're so beautiful. how did i get so lucky?" he says with soft smile.

"HAHA GUYS DID YOU HEAR THAT!?"

junmin 

HE WANTS YOUR ATTENTION ALL THE TIME! 

like you could just be minding you business and and he'll just spawn next to you

he would be shy at first but later on he'll be so cute with you

but his duality is crazyyy

i bet he'll be so cute one second then flirty the next..

like yall remember the 'die for you' performance..

he loves when you link arms with him!

he just loves being with you in general

"why aren't you paying attention to me (•̀⤙•́)"

"junmin you're literally on top of me..."

sumin 

he would be such a sweet bf >,< * 

he would be so attentive and protective!, 

he will always make sure youre not getting into trouble or get hurt. 

everytimee yall would go out he would have his arm around you waist so he wont lose you :pp 

i feel like hes the best person to go to when youre sad.

he would do literally EVERYTHING to make you feel better. 

or if you need advice he would have the best! to me 

he doesnt seem too affectionate but if it was for you 

he would give you all the hugs and kisses you need 

leaves little drawings around your room for sureee

and he has so many paintings of you :33

"omg you have so many paintings of me.." you say as you look around his art room

"what can i say.. you are my muse.."

jinsik 

jinsik would be the cutest bf ever!

he would NOT be able to keep his clingy side away from you.

he seems like the type to love long hugs!

imagine you have to go home after a date and he just does NOT let you go :p

he would be so sweet:(

he will always think of you where ever he goes.

like if he goes to the mall he would think ‘oh y/n might like this’

or ‘y/n needs more of this.’

i feel like he's secretly a jealous guy.. like he would get so protective when he sees another guy talking to you but you would never notice that. :p 

"i missed you so much.." he says while hugging you tightly

"i was gone for 3 minutes..

hyunwoo 

sweet bf!!

i feel like he would be so shy at first

but as time goes on he becomes so talkative with you!

at the end of every date yall just talk and laugh for HOURS

hes your personal photographer!!

does you right in every pic!

like minjae, he LOVES to show you off and brag about you

like he just brings you up in every convo with his members

and the boys are like (·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ ) ?

he just loves you sm :33

"ok a little more to the right.. there! you look so beautiful!!" he says as he gets on the floor and takes your picture

"oh my..(ᵕ—ᴗ—)"

junghoon 

cold to everyone but soft for you bf!!!

he would be such a great bf i swear.

i feel like he would get shy infront of you but you would never notice because of his stone face he always has.

junghoon def loves to cuddle!

but he waits for you to initiate it because he literally won't >.<

i feel like he likes to stare..

like he'll just admire you with blank face (-ㅅ-) like this

whenever you catch him he will not look away

which makes you super shy (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

"junghoon watch the movie.." you say while trying to move his head.

he shakes his head no and continues to admire you with a small smile. (˶˃ᆺ˂˶)

seeun

another clingy bf!

he follows you around everywhere

anytime you get up to do something you just hear his footsteps falling behind you

he loves to hug you!

since hes super tall, he def teases you if youre shorter than him LOL

loves to make you laugh!

its his favorite sound ever >.<

he uses so many petnames its so cute!

likes to baby you, like he does to yujun!! (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

hes such a cutieee

"seeun i have to go home now.."

"ok lets go! :3"

yujun 

clingy bf #3 !! we all knew this!

like seeun, he would follow you around everywhere like EVERYWHERE

he would go with you to the bathroom if you'd let him LOL

i also think he's the type to get lost in your eyes ( kinda randomᵕ—ᴗ—)

like when youre ranting about your day or something he would just stare into your eyes with stars in his

you would have to shake him to bring him back to reality LOL

his cutie smile and cutie giggle will always be present when hes with you!

  yujunie loves skinship and i stand by this.

he would hug you anytime any where.

and kisses with him are so sweet(,,>﹏<,,)

he would get shy after just one peck but he'll beg for more LOL

"omg you're so red" you giggle.

"i-i think if you kiss me again it'll go away.."

hunter 

hunter is so boyfriend material!

he seems more reserved so theres not a lot of skin ship unless you want to!

hes the type to pay attention to all your habits

including the ones you didnt know you had! LOL

HUNTER IS YOUR #1 SUPPORTER!

no matter what you do he will always be there cheering you on

i think he'd like kissing A LOT

he just loves being close to you :3

loves long conversations with you at night

he loves loving someone if that makes sense LOL

"hunter we've been talking for 3 hours now!" you gasp as you look at the time.

"really? then might as well talk for 3 more!" he giggles.

yechan 

clingy bf #4!!

he lovesss PDA frfr

and he teases you A LOTT

but thats just yechan's way of showing his love

he's the jealous type i can feel it..

if he sees someone flirt or just be close to you..

he would immediately wrap his arm around you to assert dominance LOL

after the person leaves, he gets all sulky and just wants to hug you

he would do anything for you!

like if you forgot something at your house he wouldn't hesitate to run and get if for you!

only does it because he knows youll give him kisses and hugs after ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )

hes such a cutieeee

"omg yechan~ you didnt have to go get it" you grab you jacket from his hand and smile.

"hmm yeah yeah now kiss me."

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[dropitlikeapeong]

✨️xikers texts✨️

You wearing another member's hoodie (Hyung line)

CW: unhinged bfs(3/5), possessiveness, gaslighting, biting, a little cuteness(2/5), idk man just read.

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A/N: pls accept this as my apology for being so inactive on here. (Maknae line)

As always, likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated.

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Minjae

Junmin

Sumin

Jinsik

Hyunwoo

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[starryriize]

when they get protective | xikers

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼genre/word count: fluff, slight jealousy 760 wc!!

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼author's note: this was lowkey sitting in my drafts for so long... i felt i repeated myself a lot 😭 i hope you enjoyed this 🌵 anon!! <33 semi-proofread

🫧laur's taglist: @cherrycolaberry @leehanascent @hyvelxve

based on this ask

⋰˚☆ minjae: when he sees you in a short outfit, he’s thinking about how he’s so lucky to be yours but then he worries that you’ll be cold. makes sure to give you his jacket and you get worried that he’ll be cold, but he reassures you that he has a sweater :(( he also keeps his arm around your shoulders to let other people know that you’re his and he’s yours!! whispers in your ear that he promises to remind you that you’re his ;)

⋰˚☆ junmin: he would immediately hype you up in your outfit and when you ask if the shirt is too cropped, he’d just say that people can look but that’s all! tells you that he’s the only one who gets to hold your hand and gives you small kisses in public (bc he loves you and to show off)!! gets shy when you tell him to wear a crop top with you but he willingly does it :)) you both look like those couples on the street that people aspire to be!

⋰˚☆ sumin: when he sees you in your outfit, he gets protective over you! not in the way where he’s telling you to change, but he’s definitely glaring at men with wandering eyes. feels a sense of pride knowing that you’re only his!! he’s just a bit embarrassing since he holds you really close to him but you love him for it <33 at some point, he gets annoyed at the stares and just picks you up princess-style!

⋰˚☆ jinsik: he does get a bit jealous seeing the stares that you get and glares at all men who dare approach you…but he also can’t think straight when he sees you in your revealing outfit!! his face is so red and he keeps his hand in your back pocket of your shorts! gets an ego boost just like sumin knowing that he’s the one you kiss at the end of the day ;)

⋰˚☆ hyunwoo: the type to ask if you’re comfortable with it :(( he’s so respectful and even gives you his long jacket to put over your outfit! thinks you always look stunning but he doesn’t think you should be in pain for the sake of fashion!! warns you that it is cold outside and when you wear your outfit anyway- he has jackets, blankets, and more in his car <33

⋰˚☆ junghoon: he actually encourages you to wear your revealing outfit! says you only have one life so you should live it up while you can!! he does get a bit jealous and it’s obvious to everyone but him:// cracks jokes with you about how he rizzed you and how no one else can rizz you like he did!!

⋰˚☆ seeun: he would be slightly jealous...but he really just is scared that you might find other people better than him. reassure him that you're his and then give him the tightest hug :(( lets you go out in whatever outfit you want and he'll put his jacket over your shoulders!! i don't see him getting so jealous to the point where he's glaring but he's definitely obvious about it.

⋰˚☆ yujun: he gets shy when you ask him if you can wear the skirt that is just a bit short :(( says that of course you can but he’s internally going through a crisis. he doesn’t get jealous of people who stare because to him, you are a fashion icon!! hypes you up and happily holds your hand in public <33 people know that you guys are together and you both look like a couple from a kdrama !!

⋰˚☆ hunter: he would side-eye anyone and everyone who tries to get a glimpse at your outfit because it's just a tad revealing! however, he's such a gentleman. puts his arm around your waist and gives you the softest glances :(( he's protective in the way that he only cares about you. he would give you kisses on the top of your head too!

⋰˚☆ yechan: the type to just be a gentleman! he's never been jealous so he's kinda unfamiliar with what to do, but he thinks that people should stare at you!! you're a dazzling star so it makes sense that you get looks, but when the looks become creepy, he's immediately frowning. speeds up walking beside you and links your arm in his to let people know that you're taken :((

~ overall, they're all gentlemen and i think they'd all have a healthy amount of protectiveness over you.

[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND HUNTER

please don't repost, requests open!

[princekooks]

[4:57am] his eyes fluttered open. his gaze falling onto your figure in the darkness. his lips curve upward as he watches your chest move up and down. his thoughts going back to when you first met. he watched you from afar as you hurriedly shuffled into your seat. you had switched history classes after being put in the wrong class. you glanced around from your seat, trying to scan if anyone was still watching you. your eyes fell onto his. your cheeks flushing, embarrassed to make a scene in your new class. your professor nodding his head towards you, acknowledging your presence. your chest heaving from sprinting to make it on time. he sat only a few seats away from you. his lips curled upwards as you shuffled to take out your notebook and pens. his soft smile was unnoticed by you as you looked at your professor ready to take notes.

“baby?” sumin heard a soft voice.

“hey,” he turned to your figure in the night.

“what are you doing up?” you asked.

“couldn’t sleep,” he spoke.

“what were you thinking about?” you questioned.

“you,” he answered, rubbing your arm up and down as you both lay facing each other. your cheeks reddening slightly, as you smiled.

“me?” your head moving slightly. “what about me?” you asked.

“the first time i saw you,” he responded, leaning over to place kisses all over your arm. his hand and his mouth now on your arm. “i fell in love with you at that moment, i already knew it.”

note: sorry it’s so short and simple, i just wanted to write for sumin really quickly :)

[starskq]

REACTION TO XIKERS CALLING YOU CUTE / hyung line

pairing: bf!xikers x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: reader is a year older in minjae's and jinsik's, kissing in all of them, i think that's it?

a/n: this was so cute omg i loved writing it, part2 is coming!

KIM MINJAE

Laughter and the sound of children’s excitement filled the air as you walked hand-in-hand with Minjae, your boyfriend of a few months. The two of you had decided to spend the day at the amusement park, enjoying the thrill of roller coasters and the sweet treats sold at every corner.

You had worn black jeans, a leather jacket, and combat boots carefully for the day. You wanted to project a fierce image. The truth was, though, that you were naturally cute. Your big, expressive eyes, soft features, and how you tended to get excited about small things made it hard for people to take your “tough girl” act seriously.

Minjae, walking beside you, was a year younger, but there were moments when he felt like the older one. He found your attempt to be fierce endearing, especially because your true nature always came through, no matter how hard you tried to hide it. And honestly, he loved it. But you hated being called cute, and Minjae knew this—though that didn’t stop him from teasing you about it.

The two of you approached the entrance to a towering roller coaster that twisted and turned in all directions. Your eyes widened slightly as you looked up at it, a small part of you feeling nervous despite your best efforts to appear cool.

Minjae noticed, of course. He always noticed. “Nervous?” he asked, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

You shook your head. “No way. I love this stuff,” you said, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.

Minjae chuckled, a sound that made your heart skip a beat. “You’re so cute when you’re trying to act tough.”

Your reaction was immediate. You stopped in your tracks and turned to face him, a small pout forming on your lips. “Stop calling me cute,” you demanded, your voice filled with mock irritation.

Minjae’s eyes sparkled with amusement as he looked at you. “But you are cute. Look at you, pouting like that. How can I not call you cute?”

You crossed your arms over your chest, trying to glare at him but failing miserably. “I’m not cute. I’m fierce.”

“Oh, really?” he said, leaning in closer. His tone was teasing, and you could see he was having too much fun with this. “Prove it, then. Let’s see how ‘fierce’ you are on this ride.”

“I will!” you shot back, but your voice faltered slightly as you glanced back up at the roller coaster. It was much taller than you’d remembered.

Minjae chuckled again, and before you could protest further, he took your hand and led you towards the entrance. “Come on, let’s go, baby.”

You tried to keep your cool as you got strapped into the roller coaster, but the nerves were starting to creep in. The ride started with a slow ascent, the click-clack of the chain pulling the cars up the steep track echoing in your ears. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you looked over at Minjae. He was watching you with that same amused expression.

“You’re gonna scream, aren’t you?” he asked, clearly enjoying this way too much.

“No,” you insisted, though you weren’t so sure anymore. “I’m not.”

The coaster reached the top, and for a brief moment, everything was still. The park spread out below, people tiny like ants. Then, with a sudden rush, the ride plummeted downward. Your breath caught in your throat, and before you knew it, you were screaming—loudly. The coaster twisted and turned, throwing you from side to side, your hands gripping the safety bar with all your might.

When the ride finally slowed and came to a stop, you were breathless. Your hair was a mess, and you could feel your cheeks burning. You looked over at Minjae, who was grinning from ear to ear.

“You screamed,” he pointed out, still holding your hand as you both exited the ride.

“Shut up,” you muttered, embarrassed. “That ride was intense.”

Minjae just laughed, pulling you close as you walked away from the roller coaster. “You know, you’re even cuter when you’re flustered.”

You glared up at him, your cheeks still warm. “I told you to stop calling me cute.”

“Then stop being cute,” he replied easily, his voice full of affection.

“I’m not cute!” you insisted, stomping your foot slightly—a move that only made Minjae laugh harder.

“You keep telling yourself that,” he said, leaning down so his face was just inches from yours. “But no matter what you say, I think you’re adorable. And I’m not going to stop saying it.”

You opened your mouth to protest again, but before you could, Minjae closed the gap between you, pressing his lips to yours in a soft, lingering kiss. Your heart fluttered in your chest as you kissed him back, momentarily forgetting all about your earlier annoyance. When he pulled back, his eyes were twinkling with that familiar mischief.

“You can be fierce and cute, you know,” he said softly, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

You couldn’t help but smile, despite yourself. “Maybe,” you admitted, feeling your resolve weaken in the warmth of his gaze.

Minjae grinned, kissing you on the forehead this time. “That’s my girl.”

PARK JUNMIN

The cafe was cozy, with warm lighting and the gentle chatter of other customers providing a comforting background. You sat across from Junmin, your boyfriend of nearly six months, recounting an amusing story from earlier that day.

You had dressed in light pastel colors, a soft lavender blouse paired with a cream skirt that swished just above your knees. A delicate bow sat perched in your hair, holding back a few stray strands that would otherwise fall into your eyes. The outfit was simple yet cute, though you preferred not to think of it that way. You hated being called cute—something Junmin knew all too well—but it was hard to deny that the look suited you perfectly.

Junmin sat with his chin propped on his hand, his gaze fixed on you. He was trying to listen, really, but the way the sunlight filtered through the window and caught the soft colors of your outfit, the way your eyes sparkled as you animatedly told your story—it was all too much. His thoughts began to drift, and he found himself more focused on the way your lips moved, the slight tilt of your head, and the way you absentmindedly played with the ends of your hair as you spoke.

“And then, I realized I had walked into the wrong room! It was so embarrassing, but everyone just laughed it off…” you were saying. But Junmin wasn’t hearing a word. His mind was entirely occupied with how adorable you looked, with that bow in your hair and the way you were dressed so sweetly. Before he could stop himself, the thought slipped out.

“You’re so cute,” he said, almost dreamily.

You paused mid-sentence, blinking in surprise. “What?”

Junmin snapped out of his trance, realizing what he had just said. But it was too late to take it back. “Uh, I mean, you look really cute today,” he clarified, though he knew it wasn’t going to help.

You frowned, a familiar mix of frustration and embarrassment rising in your chest. “Junmin, I told you, I don’t like being called cute.”

He held up his hands in mock surrender, trying to suppress a smile. “I know, I know. But you really are cute, especially with that bow in your hair. It’s impossible not to think so.”

You pouted slightly, crossing your arms over your chest. “I’m not cute. I’m just…me.”

“That’s what makes you cute,” Junmin said with a soft chuckle, leaning forward. “The way you get all flustered when I call you cute, the way you dress, the way you smile—it’s all adorable.”

You tried to maintain your frown, but it was difficult with the way he was looking at you. His eyes were so warm and full of affection that it made your heart melt just a little. You opened your mouth to argue, to insist that you weren’t cute, but the words got caught in your throat. Instead, you felt your cheeks heat up, and you quickly looked down at your coffee cup, stirring it absently.

Junmin watched you, completely enamored by your reaction. “You can deny it all you want,” he said softly, reaching across the table to take your hand in his. “But you’re cute, and I love every bit of it.”

You glanced up at him through your lashes, the corners of your lips twitching as you tried not to smile. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“And you’re irresistible,” he replied with a grin, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. “So, are you going to keep arguing, or are you going to admit that you’re cute?”

You shook your head, a small laugh escaping despite yourself. “I’m not going to admit it because it’s not true.”

Junmin leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “You might not think so, but every time you pout like that, I just want to kiss you.”

Your breath hitched slightly at his words, and before you could respond, he closed the distance between you, pressing his lips to yours in a soft, lingering kiss. The world around you seemed to fade away, the warmth of his touch and the sweetness of the kiss making your heart flutter.

When he pulled back, Junmin looked at you with that same adoring expression, his thumb brushing lightly over your knuckles, as a content smile spread on his face. “See? Adorable,” he murmured.

You rolled your eyes playfully, but the smile on your face was undeniable now. “Fine, maybe just a little bit,” you admitted, though your tone was teasing.

Junmin laughed softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I’ll take that as a win.”

CHOI SUMIN

You and Sumin had planned to study together, a quiet, productive evening to prepare for the upcoming exams. Textbooks and notebooks were spread out on his desk, but the focus had already shifted from the study materials to something else entirely.

You were sitting cross-legged on his bed, trying to concentrate on the notes in front of you. You had chosen your outfit carefully—a fitted top and jeans that you hoped would give you a more mature vibe. But no matter what you wore, your natural cuteness always seemed to shine through. Your big, expressive eyes, soft features, and the way you couldn’t help but act a little shy around Sumin all contributed to the aura of sweetness that surrounded you.

And Sumin noticed. He always noticed. You’d been dating for a few months now, and while he admired your efforts to appear more grown-up, he found your natural state absolutely irresistible. The way you pouted when something confused you, the way your cheeks flushed when you got flustered—it drove him crazy. He loved to tease you about it, even if he knew it embarrassed you.

Today was no different. As you sat there, nibbling on the end of your pencil and trying to focus on your notes, Sumin couldn’t take his eyes off you. You had tied your hair back in a loose ponytail, but a few strands had escaped, framing your face in a way that made you look even more adorable. He leaned back in his chair, his textbook forgotten, and just watched you, a soft smile playing on his lips.

You were so engrossed in your studying that you didn’t notice his gaze at first. But when you finally looked up, you caught him staring. “What?” you asked, blinking in confusion.

Sumin grinned, shaking his head slightly. “Nothing,” he said, though the mischief in his eyes told you otherwise.

You frowned, feeling a familiar flush creep up your neck. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Like what?” he asked, playing innocent.

“Like…” You struggled to find the words. “Like I’m some kind of cute animal or something.”

Sumin chuckled softly, pushing away from his desk and walking over to the bed. He sat down beside you, close enough that you could feel the warmth of his body next to yours. “I can’t help it,” he admitted, reaching out to gently brush a stray hair from your face. “You’re just so cute.”

You groaned, dropping your pencil onto the bedspread. “I’m not cute, Sumin. I'm not trying to.”

He tilted his head, pretending to consider your words. “Hmm, I see what you’re going for,” he said, his tone teasing. “But honestly, I think you’re at your most attractive when you’re just being you. And that happens to be really, really fucking cute.”

You sighed, rolling your eyes even as your heart fluttered at his words. “I hate you.”

As a response, he simply closed the distance between you, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead. You tried to hold on to your frustration, but it melted away almost instantly under his gentle touch.

“Susu,” you murmured, your voice a mix of exasperation and affection.

He pulled back slightly, just enough to look into your eyes. “What?” he asked, his tone light but filled with adoration. “I’m just appreciating how lucky I am to have a girlfriend as cute as you.”

You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “You’re so whipped,” you accused, though the smile tugging at the corners of your mouth betrayed your attempt to sound stern.

Sumin didn’t even try to deny it. “Totally whipped,” he agreed easily, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. “And I don’t mind one bit.”

You shook your head, but you couldn’t stop the warmth spreading through your chest. Sumin always had this effect on you—he made you feel cherished, adored, even when he was teasing you. Especially when he was teasing you.

Before you could protest further, Sumin gently pushed you back onto the bed, hovering over you with that same mischievous grin. You looked up at him, your heart pounding in your chest, a mix of excitement and anticipation flooding through you.

“Sumin, what are you—” you started, but he cut you off with a kiss, this one soft and sweet against your lips.

He pulled back just enough to speak, his voice barely above a whisper. “You’re too adorable for your own good, you know that?”

You opened your mouth to argue, but all that came out was a soft laugh as he began peppering your face with kisses. First your forehead, then your cheeks, your nose, and finally back to your lips.

“Sumin!” you squealed between giggles, trying to squirm away, but he just laughed along with you, his arms caging you in as he continued his assault of kisses.

“I can’t help it,” he said between kisses. “You’re just too cute, and I’m completely whipped for you, baby.”

By the time he finally stopped, you were both breathless, your faces inches apart. You stared up at him, your chest rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath. The teasing had stopped, replaced by a warm, tender expression in his eyes.

“You know,” you said softly, reaching up to cup his cheek, “as much as I hate being called cute… I don’t mind it so much when it’s you.”

Sumin’s smile softened, and he leaned down to press one last, lingering kiss to your lips. “I’m glad to hear that,” he whispered against your lips. “Because I’m never going to stop thinking it.”

HAM JINSIK

You were curled up on Jinsik's living room couch, reading your book, while Jinsik sat across from you, scrolling through his phone. It was one of those lazy afternoons where neither of you had any pressing plans, so you had decided to spend it together, enjoying each other's company.

Jinsik, your boyfriend of nearly six months, was seated on the opposite end of the couch, his legs stretched out, casually leaning against the armrest. Every now and then, you caught yourself stealing glances at him. He was effortlessly handsome. Sometimes, you had to remind yourself that he was real, that this gorgeous guy was actually your boyfriend.

What you didn’t know was that Jinsik often felt the same way about you. Despite your attempts to appear mature and sophisticated, he found you irresistibly cute. Your big, expressive eyes, the way you unconsciously pouted when you were lost in thought, and the soft, feminine way you carried yourself—it all drove him crazy. And as much as he loved when you tried to play the role of the confident, mature girlfriend, he adored the cute side of you even more.

Today, though, Jinsik was in a particularly playful mood. The last few days had been busy for both of you, and now that you finally had some time alone together, he couldn’t resist the urge to tease you. He had been waiting for the right moment, and as you sighed softly, flipping another page of your book, he decided that moment had arrived.

“Hey,” he called out, his tone light and teasing.

You looked up, raising an eyebrow. “What?”

“You know,” he began, setting his phone down and leaning forward slightly, “you’re really cute when you’re focused like that.”

You rolled your eyes, closing the book and setting it on the coffee table. “Jinsik, we’ve been over this. You’re the cute one in this relationship. You’re younger, remember? So, by default, that makes you the cute one.”

Jinsik grinned, but instead of backing down like he usually did, he decided to push a little further. “Maybe I’m cute,” he agreed, “but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re cute too.”

You shook your head, trying to maintain your composure. “Nope. I’m older, so I’m supposed to be mature and sophisticated, not cute.”

“But you are cute,” he insisted, scooting closer to you on the couch. “Like, ridiculously cute. It’s honestly a little unfair.”

You felt your cheeks heat up, but you refused to give in. “Babe, seriously. You’re not going to win this one. I’m not cute.”

He chuckled, clearly enjoying this more than he should. “Oh, I’m definitely gonna win this one,” he said confidently, reaching out to gently poke your side. “You know, the more you deny it, the cuter you look.”

You tried to bat his hand away, but he was quick, dodging your attempt and poking you again, this time on the other side. “Stop that!” you protested, squirming slightly.

“Admit it,” he said, his grin widening. “Admit that you’re cute.”

“No!” you insisted, though your voice was starting to waver as you tried not to laugh.

Jinsik, now fully committed to his playful teasing, reached over and gently grabbed your wrists, holding them above your head as he leaned in close, his face just inches from yours. “Come on,” he coaxed, his voice dropping to a soft, playful whisper. “Just say it. Just once.”

You stared up at him, your heart pounding in your chest. He was so close, you could feel the warmth of his breath against your skin. “You’re being ridiculous,” you said, trying to sound stern, but the proximity was making it hard to focus.

“Maybe,” he admitted with a soft laugh, “but you’re still cute.”

You bit your lip, trying to suppress a smile. He was so persistent, so annoyingly charming, that it was impossible not to feel your resolve slipping. But you were determined not to cave. “You’re not going to make me say it,” you declared, though your voice lacked the conviction you were aiming for.

Jinsik’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in even closer, his lips now almost brushing against yours. “Are you sure about that?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.

Your breath hitched, and for a moment, you couldn’t think of anything to say. All you could focus on was how close he was, how his playful grin made your heart race even faster. He was irresistible, and he knew it. Before you could muster a reply, he tilted his head slightly and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your cheek.

Your resolve crumbled entirely. “Okay, fine!” you finally blurted out, your voice breathless. “Maybe I’m a little cute, but just a little.”

Jinsik’s grin widened in triumph. “I knew it,” he said, releasing your wrists and letting his hands slide down to cup your face gently. “And for the record, you’re a lot cute, not just a little.”

You huffed in mock annoyance, but the smile on your face gave you away. “You’re terrible,” you muttered, though there was no real heat in your words.

“And you’re adorable,” he replied, his voice softening as he leaned in to close the distance between you. “And now that we’ve established that…”

Before you could respond, Jinsik kissed you, his lips capturing yours in a slow, tender kiss that made your heart flutter. His hands slipped from your face to your waist, pulling you closer until there was no space left between you. You melted into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck as you kissed him back with equal fervor.

When he finally pulled back, just enough to look into your eyes, he was smiling that same playful, yet affectionate smile that always made your heart skip a beat. “You know,” he murmured, brushing his thumb gently across your cheek, “I love that you’re both cute and mature. It’s one of the many reasons why I’m crazy about you.”

CHOI HYUNWOO

The crisp autumn air was filled with laughter and distant shrieks as you and Hyunwoo walked through the bustling Halloween festival. The event was alive with the energy of costumed people, flickering jack-o'-lanterns, and spooky decorations adorning every corner. The centerpiece of the night was the haunted house—an old, creaky mansion.

You had insisted on going, determined to prove to yourself (and to Hyunwoo) that you could handle it. You wanted to appear fearless, confident, and maybe even a bit daring. But as you stood outside the haunted house, staring up at the looming, ominous structure, you couldn’t deny the nervous flutter in your stomach. Hyunwoo, ever observant, noticed the slight tremble in your hands as your jacket.

Hyunwoo, your boyfriend of several months, was handsome, undeniably so, with an air of arrogance that he wore like a second skin. But despite his teasing and his playful arrogance, you knew he cared for you deeply. Tonight, though, he seemed especially entertained by your attempts to appear brave.

“You’re not scared, are you?” Hyunwoo asked, a teasing smile tugging at his lips as he noticed the way you kept glancing at the entrance of the haunted house.

“Of course not,” you replied quickly, perhaps a bit too quickly. You straightened your back and tried to keep your voice steady. “It’s just a haunted house. How bad can it be?”

Hyunwoo raised an eyebrow, his smile growing. “Really? Because you look a little pale. You sure you’re not going to scream and cling to me at the first jump scare?”

You shot him a glare, trying to ignore the warmth creeping up your cheeks. “I won’t. I’m going to be fine.”

He chuckled, leaning down slightly to meet your eyes. “We’ll see about that,” he said, his tone playful. “But I’m warning you now, if you do get scared and grab onto me, I won’t let you forget it.”

With that, he took your hand—his touch warm and reassuring, despite his teasing words—and led you towards the entrance. The creaky door groaned as it opened, revealing a dark, narrow hallway lined with flickering candles and eerie decorations. You swallowed hard, steeling yourself as you stepped inside, with Hyunwoo right beside you.

The haunted house was immediately unsettling. The sound of distant whispers, the creaking floorboards beneath your feet, and the occasional flicker of shadowy figures darting in and out of view all combined to create an atmosphere of pure tension. You tried to maintain your composure, but every nerve in your body was on high alert.

It didn’t take long for the first scare to happen. A ghostly figure suddenly lunged out from a hidden corner, letting out a bone-chilling wail. Without thinking, you let out a startled yelp and instinctively grabbed onto Hyunwoo’s arm, clinging to him tightly. Your heart was pounding in your chest, and you could feel the adrenaline surging through your veins.

Hyunwoo burst out laughing, clearly amused by your reaction. “Not scared, huh?” he teased, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer. “You’re practically shaking, babe.”

You tried to regain your composure, but the haunted house wasn’t giving you a break. More scares came—creepy dolls, sudden loud noises, and eerie figures that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Each time, you found yourself clinging to Hyunwoo, who seemed to be enjoying this far more than he should.

“Woo, stop laughing,” you hissed after a particularly loud scream escaped your lips. “This isn’t funny!”

“It is,” he replied, his voice dripping with amusement. “This is hilarious. You’re so cute when you’re scared.”

You groaned, trying to push away from him, but he kept you close, his grip firm yet comforting. “I’m not cute,” you insisted, though your voice trembled slightly. “I’m just… I’m just startled, that’s all.”

“Sure, sure,” he said, his tone clearly not convinced. “But I gotta say, this is the best part of the night. I should take you to haunted houses more often.”

You would have retorted, but another scare had you burying your face against his chest, your hands gripping his jacket tightly. Hyunwoo’s laughter softened as he held you closer, rubbing your back gently. “Hey, it’s okay,” he murmured, his voice still tinged with humor but also genuine affection. “I’m here. I won’t let anything actually get you.”

Despite his teasing, his presence was incredibly reassuring, and you found yourself relaxing just a little. “You’re impossible, you know that?” you mumbled into his chest, your voice muffled.

“And you’re adorable,” he replied, pressing a quick kiss to the top of your head. “But don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you if you admit it.”

You lifted your head to glare at him, though the effect was somewhat ruined by the way you were still holding onto him. “I’m not admitting anything,” you said stubbornly.

He smirked, clearly pleased with himself. “Fine, be stubborn. But you can’t deny that you’re clinging to me right now.”

You were about to argue, but you realized he was right. Your hands were still gripping his jacket, and you were pressed against him as if he was your only lifeline in the haunted house. Sighing, you reluctantly let go, though you stayed close to him as you made your way through the rest of the house.

By the time you finally exited the haunted house, you were visibly shaken. The cold night air hit you like a welcome relief, and you took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. Hyunwoo, ever the observer, noticed the way your hands were trembling slightly, and his expression softened.

“Hey,” he said gently, turning to face you. “You okay, baby?”

You nodded, though your body was still on edge. “Yeah, just… that was more intense than I expected.”

Hyunwoo’s smug demeanor softened as he reached out, taking both of your hands in his. “You did good,” he said, his voice sincere. “I’m proud of you for making it through. Even if you were scared.”

You pouted slightly, still a little embarrassed by how you had reacted. “You’re going to tease me about this forever, aren’t you?”

He chuckled, nodding. “Oh, definitely. But not because you were scared—because you were so cute trying to be brave.”

You opened your mouth to protest, but he cut you off with a soft kiss, his lips warm and reassuring against yours. The kiss was slow and sweet, a stark contrast to the adrenaline-filled moments you’d just experienced. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his eyes sparkling with that familiar, playful light.

“You know I love you, right?” he whispered, his voice soft and affectionate.

You smiled, finally letting go of your stubbornness. “Yeah, I know,” you replied, leaning into him. “I love you too, even if you’re a smug, arrogant tease.”

He grinned, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a tight hug. “Can’t help it,” he murmured into your hair. “Especially when you’re so irresistible.”