#thoughts swirling around in my head until im a blushy mess

[momoshin]

was at my friend's wedding today and i just thought of reader gf catching the bouquet and u and the girls teasing ryujin to hurry up and put a ring on it and she'd be the type to laugh it off and joke but would straight up be so romantic about it with u after the reception like "we're next i guess" slow dancing w u and just loving you at home after i- 🥺 am soft (🎂)

omggg did u have fun?

but i lovee this, i don’t think she’d join in the whole bouquet thing initially but yuna drags her with so she just ends up standing in the back not even attempting to catch it, but still curious on who would, and i feel like you’re not too focused on catching it either? it quite literally falls into your hands i’d say.

“isn’t it time to put a ring on her finger ryu?”

“even the universe thinks you’re taking too long”

“alright i better be the maid of honor” lia immediately starts ‘ooh’ing before you can find ryujin, and she’s already a blushy mess so you decide to join in on the joke and swirl it around in your hand to see her cover her face embarassed.

it’s when you’re at home putting the flowers in a vase with water that she comes up behind you and wraps her arms around your waist, the opening beats of frank sinatra’s you make me feel so young making their way to your ears as she kisses your shoulder. “we’re next i guess”

“we are?” you turn around in her embrace, wrapping your own arms around her neck and watching how she stumbles over her words as she sees your raised eyebrows. her hand even leaves your waist to scratch a fake itch at the back of her neck.

“i mean, if you’re ready- like, i understand if not because you know-“

“baby” you let one of the hands on her neck move to her cheek, interrupting her train of thoughts.

“mhm?” ryujin places her hand over your own, giving you all her attention and the softest eyes you’ve ever seen, even from her.

“i can’t wait to marry you” her smile grows quickly, so wide you can see her teeth and even her eyes close up a little, her whisker dimples make their presence known as she pulls you away from the counter you were leaning on and into the center of the living room

the previous song has ended, and now one of her favorites plays, you know it too, from the many times she sang it for you and just like tonight brought you out into the living room to dance to one for my baby, also from frank sinatra.

“i can’t wait either” she smiles, beginning to sway her hips side to side. “i just know you will look beautiful”

“says you” your thumbs rub on the skin at the back of her neck. “will we do the whole ‘seeing the bride is bad luck’ thing tho? i might go insane if i spend more than two hours without you”

“we don’t have to” your girlfriend agrees. “silly little myth, it can’t define our fate anyway”

“and what’s that?” you try to hold your smile, even when her hands do the same you’d been doing to her neck on the exposed skin of your back from the dress.

“growing old together. maybe have a couple of kids and-

“a couple? we already have them” you tilt your head towards the cats that stared at the two of you from their shared tower.

“i mean like two” ryujin blushes, rolling her eyes playfully “and they’ll love byul and dal, by the way”

“im sure they’ll do, after all, they resemble you” your hands move to her face, cupping her jaw and cheeks and again rubbing her skin with your thumbs. you’re lost in not only her eyes, but every beautiful feature of her face that made you fall deeply in love with her in the beginning. “what else?”

“before the kids tho” she corrects herself “we’ll travel a lot, you know, all the romantic places in the world, just so i can tell strangers that you’re mine, kiss you under the moonlight, and love you every night, i’ll do it over and over again until those nights are carved into our memories forever.”

“so when we are too old to leave the house, and our kids only come for special occasions. we can sit on our porch and talk about the many places we visited and the many stars we made love under”

[cloudyyoonji]

Stars Aligned.

Lee Felix X Reader

BASED ON ANON REQUEST

Summary: You’re somewhat nervous when you figure out you have feelings for your best friend, but little do you know, the boy has a secret he’s been hiding too.

Genre: FLUFF! So MUCH FLUFF!!

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You can’t help but laugh at the childish screams of all 8 boys.

Even some 6 hours later, they’re still on a high - ecstatic over the recent win and performance at a huge award show.

And you, you’re ecstatic for them. These boys were your family, and you couldn’t be prouder of them.

Settled on the couches in the dorms, you feel so at home with these 9 boys, a subconscious smile tugging at your lips as you simply take in there excitement.

“What are you smiling about hm?”

Chan asks you, an elbow in your ribs pulling you away from your thoughts. Your cheeks turn red immediately, stutters not quite linking into sentences as you think of something to say.

“Naw, she loves us.”

This time it’s Felix, who sits to your left, his arms thrown over you in an embrace.

As he ruffles your hair, you really just can’t help the way your cheeks go even redder in colour.

Ever since you’d come to Korea, this boy had grown to become your best friend, someone you could look to for help no matter the situation.

Upon arriving, you knew only a handful of Korean, however with Felix’s help, Chan’s guidance, and the patience of the rest of the 6 boys, you learnt quickly.

They’d become a family, a family you could look to for absolutely anything.

However, some two years later, you didn’t know why, but your heart seemed to flutter whenever he was near.

But you pushed this away each time it arose - not just because you were his best friend, but because he couldn’t like you like that, that there was no way that could even be possible.

Off in your thoughts, you don’t notice the knowing look Changbin shoots Chan until you’re nudged in the ribs again.

“Y/N,”

Your name is said a little too loudly, knocking you completely from your thoughts once again.

“Did you want to come to the studio with Chan and I? We’ve been working on some things and need a fresh pair of ears to listen to it.”

The boy speaks a little too fast for you, your gaze going from Changbin to the Aussie for a translation.

He simply laughs at your confusion, pulling you up as he does.

“Just come with us.”

And so you do, excited at the fact you’re entering the composers studio.

You watch as both boys take their seats, gesturing for you to also sit.

The boys unsettle you, gaze on you for what feels like minutes, unblinking.

Was there something on your face?

You awkwardly look down at your shoes, shuffling in your seat.

“Y/N, we need to ask you something important.”

Your gaze snaps up, questioning now. Your veins pumped with a certain adrenaline that made you a little nervous.

“We all know your secret.” Changbin tells you.

The heartbeat in your veins just stops at his words, fingers twitching as you play with your ring. No. There was no way they could possibly know.

“What secret?” You ask, voice slightly shaking as your eyes shift to the two boys in front of you, both of them slightly amused by your clear awkwardness.

“That you like Felix.”

And there it is; the words you surely didn’t want to hear, the words you’ve kept denying for the past few weeks, the words that couldn’t be true.

Shaking your head, cheeks lightly dusted pink, you sit up straighter in the seat.

“No, no you’ve got it wrong.”

“Then may I ask why you’re blushing? Y/N it’s okay, we’re not going to tell him.” Chan reassures, hand going to yours for a touch of comfort.

You shake your head, mustering the courage to look them both straight in the eyes.

“You don’t understand. I can’t like Felix.”

“What do you mean?” Bin asks, head tilted at your clear resistance.

Your head shakes again, nerves fidgeting with your fingers.

“I’m not...” You trail off, coughing to clear your throat a little. “I’m not his type.”

“Type?” Chan questions, eyebrows raised.

You sigh again, nerves fluttering in your stomach. “I’m not exactly...”

They both seem to lean forwards in anticipation, trying to at least catch a glimpse of the word you’re so reluctant to say.

You feel like you could die from your nerves now, eyes squeezing shut as you finally let the words slip out.

“I’m not Asian okay. I can’t like him because I’m his stupid Australian best friend, and that’s all we’ll ever be, because he honestly doesn’t see me like that.”

You’re quite comforted by the black behind your eyes, even though they’re half shut, half of your gaze on the wooden flooring below you. It feels like somehow you finally told yourself the answer you’d been waiting so desperately to admit.

“Y/N,”

And then came the cascading wave, the storm after the calm. You’d almost forgot you were speaking with two members, some of your closest friends.

“You have no idea how wrong you are.”

The phrase makes your gaze flick up to Chan, who seems to be quite amused at your situation.

Brows furrowing in confusion, you can’t even begin to say anything, half dazed and half fuzzled at his words to you.

“Y/N he likes you back, you idiot.” Changbin tells you, a laugh falling from his lips when he sees your wide eyes.

What?! How?!

“We’re so going to get you together. All of us will. Oh my, I can see it now! The best love story in the making!” Chan exclaims, earning a slap from you.

Now that they knew your terrible secret, you knew that so much teasing would follow. Ah, and the rest of them, they knew too?! Ah, this is going to be a nightmare!

And that’s exactly what it was for the following weeks. As if the awkwardness wasn’t already enough, but the space was filled with countless; “oh couple goals” or “that’s cute” whenever you two would do regular things such as stealing each other’s accessories, or even when you would hug.

It was a complete nightmare of blushy messes.

Was this their brilliant idea in getting you two together? Embarrassment?

So when you’re standing in the dance studio, on completely opposite sides of the room, you really don’t see what’s coming for you.

“Yah, Y/N. Come here!” Minho yells, beckoning you over to where Jeongin and Hyunjin are huddled over a phone screen. You walk over, slightly amused by their very amusing facial expressions.

However, when you reach the three, you’re immediately shoved into Felix, the 7 boys making a run for it to the door as they all laugh.

“You two have something to discuss, so please discuss it.”

You’re not quite sure who yells it, but you’re left glaring daggers at the now shut door.

Turning towards the boy, you know your cheeks are as red as a fire truck.

Glancing up, you see his gaze pierced on you, mouth slightly open as if he’s trying to decide what to say.

“You know, don’t you?”

You’re taken aback by the words, most definitely not expecting those particular words to come from him.

Biting down your nerves, you finally look up at Felix, nodding slightly at his question.

He nods too, a hand running through his hair, making your heart swoon.

“What do you think? About that?”

“Well,” You swallow, nervous. “I like you too.”

This certainly was not the answer the boy was expecting, his eyes widening as he just watches you.

There it was, out in the open for the world to claim as its own. There was no more denying, you like Felix, much more then a friend. And that in itself is something that absolutely terrifies you.

“You... you like me?”

Shyly, You nod, cheeks flushing once more as your gaze goes to the floor.

“Thank god,” the boys sighs, a smile forming on his lips, “because that would’ve made this a little more awkward then.”

And with that, you’re captured in a kiss with none other then Lee Felix, your best friend for the last several years, your best friend for the rest of time.

Pulling back, you feel so shy, face hidden by his shirt as you’re embraced in a hug.

“Are you sure you like me?” You squeak, a little dazed from the kiss. It’s out of your mouth before you even realize, wishing in an instance you could take back those words.

Pulling you back, Felix’s wide smile is replaced by concern, confusion.

“Of course I am. I really wouldn’t play around like that Y/N, you’re my best friend after all.”

You nod, feeling a little scared at the situation. Everything was so perfect. Too perfect. He was too perfect.

“I just. I don’t know... I thought that maybe you had a type...”

“A type? What?!”

He’s laughing now, shaking his head.

“Yes, the type is you Y/N. I like you.”

You squeak in embarrassment, shaking your head.

“But Im not Asian, Felix.”

The boy laughs, loud this time, head throwing back at your ludicrous thoughts.

“Yah, you’re so crazy. I’ve been dropping so many dammed hints Y/N! I thought I was being obvious!”

“O-oh.”

You honestly hadn’t realized. Perhaps you were really blind like Chan had pointed out to you.

“Well, I guess I have to ask... Y/N, do you want to be my girlfriend?”

His smile is small now, but just as enthused. His eyes seem to glitter as they search your own, their brown coated with what looks like the whole damn galaxy. A wave of confidence strikes you, your gaze straightening onto him, nerves barely noticeable as it swirls in your stomach.

“I thought you’d never ask.”