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eydi-andrius · 11 months ago

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I loved your yoonbum piece! I feel like he never gets any love on here… :(

Do you have any relationship hcs for him??

OMG! YES! I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO SEE THIS! *squeals!!!!*

I'm so sorry, again! YES! I AGREE! YOON BUM IS SUCH A LITTLE CUTIE BUT THE FANFIC ABOUT HIM IS SO LITTLE! 😭

YOON BUM BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

- Let's be real, the only reason why your relationship with him works was because you two started off as friends and you understand him well enough to consider his meekness adorable

- Would always stare at you and ask himself how he was able to pull off someone like you. With his wide sparkling doe eyes and dusted pink cheeks, it was apparent how much he adored you

- Will cherish the ground you walk on, everything you love and dislike, he will remember them, he will carve it unto his brain, and he would make sure that everyday you'll know how much he loves you

- Of course, knowing Yoon Bum, it will become too much, to the point that who you are, will become who he was, you were just so cute, he would love to be the right one for you and liking the stuff you like is the best way to form a relationship......right?

- You will also notice some of your stuff missing; nail polish, the earrings you love, the new journal you barely wrote anything, your handkerchief with your name on it, he would claim he doesn't know where you put it, but you have a feeling he took it

- Let's say, you investigated and find where he was hiding your missing items, instead of being mad at him, you kind of feel bad and realizes that maybe the reason why he took it was because there's barely a thing in your shared home that screamed you two were in a relationship

- You will confront him, not because you will tell him that you found the items he took from you, but because you noticed that the Yoon Bum you're with right now is not the same as the Yoon Bum, you were friends with before and you loved

- He would be nervous, frightened and jittery, thinking that maybe you'll break up with him, since every confrontation and talk he has with people always ends up with them being disgusted by him or throwing him away

- This man needs tons of reassurance, okay?! So when he realizes that you don't plan on breaking up with him, instead you plan to get to know him more by spending time with him and creating tons of memories together, he would bawl his eyes out, and the whole night, he would beg you to cuddle with him and not let go

- His love languages are words of affirmation, acts of service and more on quality time. I know that it could be a physical touch too, but I feel like Yoon Bum wanted to be closer more than just physical. I think being physical is the only representation he has in his mind of being one with his partner, but in reality, I believe the type of love he wants exceeds more than that

- Yoon Bum loves when you're vocal to him. He enjoys when he gets to know you better and loves when you tell him stuff about yourself

- If you do anything for him without him begging for it, let's say, you surprised him on his birthday, gifted him this huge plushie frog, took care of him when he was sick, go out of your way to pick him up when he said, although jokingly, that he was so tired from work he thinks his legs might give up on him; your work is 30 mins away from his, would remember the way his eggs were cooked, would remember to buy the stuff he said was almost empty, would defend him on your male co-workers who looks down on him for looking too feminine more than masculine.....you got this guy forever, and he is probably planning when is the best time to propose

- The moment he realizes that your relationship is secure enough to last forever, you'll notice how carefree he looks like, how he smiles more often, how he actually likes to say dirty jokes more than you do, and just the epitome of being cheesy

- Kind of R-18 but I bet he would love cross dressing and pegging. Also, likes it when he is at your mercy. But gosh, if you allow him to see himself as the dominant one, you're in for a ride 😌🙏🏼

- Probably very naughty and would just send sexy and suggestive photos when he feels like it

- I always see him as a furdad or a plantdad. Although, if you want to have his kids, he wishes that they look more you, because he thinks you're so pretty, and the little you running around would make his heart in a puddle

- I never see a perfect relationship with Yoon Bum as just him doing all the work. Yoon Bum is very insecure and if he notices that it was only him who does all the effort, you probably already broke his heart (we don't want that in this house)

- Remember! Yoon Bum is a hopeless romantic too and would love to be loved back unconditionally

- It is canon that it will be you who will propose to him first, and the moment you did, he would laugh, because all this time, he was carrying a box with a ring on it, adorned with your favorite stone, and just working up the courage to propose when the time is right on your little vacation

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coffyao · 1 month ago

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Leave your inhibitions in the office

forgot to post this one on tumblr -- but here it is!

summary:

This is the sequel to drink away your inhibitions.

Two weeks have flew past already, neither has seungbae or yoonbum acknowledged their night together but yoonbum has grown extremely impatient and decides to do something about it.

Yoonbum reaches the literature section, putting the stack of books onto the floor as he sits down briefly and starts to ruminate.

They kissed..they had sex how he wanted it and he was even able to confess the entirety of his feelings to him. But even as Yoonbum gave up his body for him, Seungbae couldn’t give him an answer, even when he bared his truth for him.

It’s not like seungbae had completely iced him out, but he didn’t seem as responsive anymore. He says he’s too busy to eat lunch together anymore. He barely visits him anymore.

It made Yoonbum want to scratch his skin until it bled again, but he knew better than to resort to self-destructive habits once more. He thought about all the reasons why seungbae would suddenly go all cold.

Was it because I had too many expectations? Was it because I was too intense? Was it because it was just meant to be a hook-up and nothing more? Was it because Seungbae became disgusted when he saw my body for the first time? Was it because my pleading turned him off? Was it because I was too much? Was it because Im too hard to love after all? What if i'm unlovable?

Yoonbum bites his fingernail and starts to sort the books out in alphabetical order. “A…B….C..” he mumbles. Once he manages to finish, he walks back to his chair and sits down, staring aimlessly at the ceiling.

Was I wrong?

After a couple hours had past, time seemingly so much quicker now, he shuts the glass doors behind him and briefly waves goodbye to his manager as they enter into their car. He pulls out his phone from his woolly cardigan pocket and swipes on it to check his notifications.

Nothing.

He switches his phone on and off again, hoping that maybe somehow there was a message that was hiding behind all of the notifications of the many games he had downloaded on it.

Still nothing.

He restarts the phone.

Nothing.

He makes the screen brighter.

Nothing again.

He refreshes his messages.

Nothing?

The last message that he had received from seungbae was about five days ago and it moreso just his usual, “Is everything ok?” message but it had felt painfully equivalent to the beginning of their relationship: pity and obligation. He stopped following it up with, “Are you free? Lets meet up.” or daily grievances about how vexing he finds his co-workers. The little things.

Yoonbum would always reply with, “I’m okay, thank you.” So matter-of-factly to convince himself that nothing had actually changed, but a part of himself felt like he was actually being thrown away… and he also suspected Seungbae didn’t want to make it too obvious because he feels bad. Because he’s a good guy.

I hope he feels terrible.

Yoonbum stuffs the phone into his pocket and pulls his cardigan closer.

Once Yoonbum reaches his one bedroom apartment, he sits back on his sofa and immediately jumps up from it. Since he wasn’t at home all day, he’d almost forgotten that his apartment was always bitterly frigid, including the furniture. He hadn’t been in the best of moods for a while now, but this small inconvenience had annoyed him so much that he had almost had the urge to go shatter all of his kitchen plates like a maniac.

He clenches his teeth and decides to go into his bedroom instead, filled with his favourite frog plushies, followed by the faint smell of the vanilla candle that he had set by his tabletop before he left for work.

He had always felt happy when he was in his room, but in the back of his mind it had always reminded him with a cruel finger that he was once again going to bed alone.

It was just meant to be a dim and fleeting pain that he would get over once he’d close his eyes, but now it stung more than usual.

He once again digs into his pockets and pulls out his phone, but with a little more intention this time. He had thought about this quite recently, but he was unsure on whether it would answer his question or it would push seungbae even further away.

…But he also figured he had nothing more to lose now.

He gulps and starts typing on his phone:

Your still working right?

He looks at the message and shakes his head. Too obvious. He deletes it and retypes:

Just a question but..you usually work overtime right? Like.. today for example?

He deletes it again.

After a couple of deleted messages and sighing, he holds his breath and sends the following message:

Working overtime at nights like this must be tiring.. like today right?

He drops the phone on his bed and rushes to the bathroom, dousing himself with multiple splashes of freezing water in order to ready himself for the response that is about to come. He walks back to his bedroom and picks up the phone. It wasn't read...but it didn’t matter. This was all the proof he needed.

He opens the wardrobe next to his right and flips through a few shirts and cardigans until he reaches a black puffer jacket and pulls it out of his hanger. Once settling in on his bed, he starts undressing himself until he was fully bare and then proceeds to put his jacket on, zipping it up and buttoning it so it was completely secured.

Nervously nibbling on his lip, he puts on his trainers and sits down on the bed until he hears the light drizzling of rain making it way to his bedroom window.

He looks through his phone and checks the weather forecast: Heavy rain. Most likely will rain throughout the night.

He makes his way to the door, running out from and into the thundering rain as he let himself be one with it.

Eventually reaching the police station, the first thing Yoonbum notices that it was hopelessly dark, no noticeable shred of light poking through the doors. However, it didn’t deter him at all.

He peeks through them, looking around, but there was still no sign of Seungbae. He tries to push them, but there was no luck, remaining completely stuck in place.

Yoonbum looks above him and spots a blue light reflecting through the window. He looks below the ground, scanning for any light object he could throw.

He picks up the thin wooden stick and tries to throw it against the window but with little success as it lands straight into the puddle.

Seriously..?

Yoonbum looks again and he picks up a small pebble. Using his wrist, he throws it, hoping that it would at least glaze part of the window, even for a millisecond. Even as Yoonbum put so much hope into that one rock, it drops straight back down, along with the miserable stick that he earnestly tried to throw a few seconds ago.

Yoonbum knew that he was weak, but he didn’t know that he was that weak.

Momentarily, it made Yoonbum think of all the times Seungbae invited him to go to the gym together, but he had always refused. Yoonbum never explained why, but if he had to give a decent reason.. it would probably be because of how intimidating it would be there.

That’s why he had sought out to exercise at home, but that was months ago, and he still hadn’t done it.

Idiot.

Yoonbum was thinking of shouting Seungbae’s name instead, but the thought of people watching a naked man covered in a coat screaming out loud was so mortifying he might as well of stripped right then and now.

“…Yoonbum?”

Looking up at the window, yoonbum notices a slightly dishevelled Seungbae, clearly overworked from how his glasses were tilted sideways, his tie was missing, and his white shirt was undone.

Seungbae scratches his head awkwardly, pupils moving anywhere and everywhere except for the person that was looking intently up at him.

“..Do you think we can talk Seungbae?”

Unlocking the door, Seungbae opens it, letting Yoonbum in and closes it right after. Seungbae clears his throat, “You...you said you wanted to talk?”

“Yes.”

When Yoonbum looks around the room, he notices that it felt much more spacious compared to when he would come there during the day.

Most of the desks were cleared and pushed to the far corners of the room, except for a few chairs that were left hanging around on the bottom floor.

“Ah okay. Well let’s go upstairs then.” Seungbae said, pointing towards the staircase. Walking up the stairs, Yoonbum continues to stare at Seungbae, uncertainly. It seemed that although they were next to each other again, Seungbae felt far away…like his mind was somewhere else.

Reaching the second floor, Seungbae walks up to his desk, paperwork and sticky-notes scattered all over the surface and grabs his chair.

“Sit. I’ll stand.”

Yoonbum nods timidly, sitting down on the chair. Seungbae pushes the chair slightly so that it faced him, and he leans on the desk.

“Okay…what is it?”

“What..?” Yoonbum repeats.

“..What you wanted to talk about.”

Right. The talk.

Yoonbum rubs his thumbs together. He looks at Seungbae’s desk, scanning on what exactly he could at least say before he goes and risks embarrassing himself again.

“Um…your phone.”

“Phone?”

“Yes…were you not able to see my message yet?”

“..Ah.”

Seungbae takes his phone out of his shirt pocket and looks at it. He swipes it a few times, before squinting at it.

“Nights like this must be tiring..” Seungbae mumbles before looking up apologetically.

“… sorry my phone was on silent. But working overtime has its benefits like extra pay...but the downs always involve losing sleep for some reason..” he yawns, fixing his glasses.

“…Losing sleep must suck right?”

“Always does. But..I don’t mind that too much.”

“..I see. But I think I would definitely mind it.”

Seungbae looks up, giving Yoonbum a curious look,“...Why’s that?”

Isn’t it obvious?

Yoonbum shuffles in his seat and mutters, “Because then…I wouldn’t be able to reply to you quickly enough.”

“..Huh?”

Yoonbum sighs and stands up from his seat. He was tired of this.

“..Then I wouldn’t be able to reply to your messages quickly enough.”

“..Oh.”

Oh?

Yoonbum steps closer, “..Why do you think that is?”

So tired of him pretending.

Seungbae moves backwards, grasping tighter onto his desk as yoonbum continues to unzip his jacket until it reveals his bare chest.

So tired.

“..What are you doing.” Seungbae said, swallowing uncomfortably.

“..don’t you at least want to guess why.”

“Guess?”

Yoonbum looks up at Seungbae and smiles, “Yes..i’ll give you two guesses. Then I’ll tell you.”

“Ah…” As Seungbae looks down on Yoonbum’s chest, before quickly looking away again. Seungbae fiddles with his shirt, “..because you don’t want to be inconsiderate.”

“..Not quite.”

“…Then I don’t know.”

But you do.

“..Try again. You have one more guess, remember?”

Seungbae bites his lip, the glint in his eyes getting darker. Seungbae breathes out, clearly in distress, “..Your going to have to tell me. I’m not a mind reader.”

Yoonbum pulls his zip down further, revealing his waist, “But I’m not either. That’s why...I want to know what you think.”

“Right..” Seungbae breathes, scratching the desk with his fingernails.

“..So?”

“..Because your a kind person.”

I’m far from that.

“..Thats not true and you know it Seungbae.”

Yoonbum completely unzips his coat, revealing his naked figure.

I’m..

Yoonbum reaches for Seungbae’s neck, caressing it, “I’m selfish…so selfish. I just don’t how to…let things go.”

Seungbae shudders against Yoonbum’s cold fingers and shuts his eyes tightly. If only Seungbae knew just how selfish Yoonbum was. Yoonbum couldn’t just wait docilly, hoping that eventually, Seungbae would finally give him a reply.

It’s a shame im a bad person.

First, Yoonbums fingers travel to Seungbaes nape, then the tip of his ears, gauging his reaction and how many seconds were left until Seungbae ravages him.

Yoonbum sighs into Seungbae’s ear, “….I’m not considerate. I’m not kind. I’m just a filthy stalker..”

Yoonbum's coat drops onto the floor, his body hot to the touch as he presses a soft kiss on seungbae’s neck.

“..who wants to be paid attention to. Who wants you to…” as Yoonbum presses more kisses, “touch me.”

Yoonbum hands reach seungbae’s hair and he strokes it slowly so that he could feel the small tuffs of hair glaze his skin. Seungbae neck immediately tenses up, and his breathing becomes heavy, almost erratic as the sounds of the desk being scraped up become clearer to hear.

“…Never ignore me.”

Love me.

Yoonbum presses his head against Seungbae’s chest, letting himself feel..and enjoy the fleeting sensations.

“..Thats why.” Yoonbum finally says and his ears flush red. Yoonbum enjoys the short silence, basking in the warmth of Seungbae’s body before Seungbae holds Yoonbum’s chin and faces it towards him.

“…Bum. You really..”

Seungbae leans forward and kisses Yoonbum’s lips for a few seconds before pulling back again.

“..Don’t know what you do to me.”

Seungbae’s stare becomes intense and the familiar shivers from that night resurface as Yoonbum’s legs suddenly weaken.

Yes..

Yoonbum could hardly contain his excitement, smile widening as his arousal grew.

Yes..yes..

“You…” Seungbae whispers, kissing him again, this time with no more restraints, no longer anymore…excuses.

Yoonbum pulls seungbae’s shirt as their lips collide, only the sounds of desperate gasps filling the room as he struggles to keep up with the increasing roughness of Seungbae’s kisses.

“Shit-“ Seungbae curses, grabbing Yoonbum's legs and placing him on the desk so abruptly that the papers flew away.

“Mn-“

Holding Seungbae’s neck, he buckles under the touch of Seungbae’s hands as they tightly hold his inner thighs, his head drowning under the fervent gaze of seungbae’s eyes.

Moving his lips to yoonbum’s shoulder, Seungbae gently sinks his teeth into them, biting long enough where Yoonbum could feel a searing pain travel from his shoulder to his neck.

“Ah-“ Yoonbum gasps, biting his fingernail. This is exactly what he yearned for all along, the pain mixed with pleasure that had always come from sex – all he just needed Seungbae to do was bite him harder.

“Bite...harder.”

Hurt me.

Seungbae pulls away from his shoulder, shaking his head.

“Ah…I can’t..do that.” Seungbae pants, sweat running down his forehead.

“W-why not..”

“...because I don’t want to hurt you.”

But you already had.

Yoonbum's pulls Seungbae's head close so he couldn’t see the sarcastic smirk that had made its way to his face.

“..I see. Then…just continue like this..”

Fuck me until I can’t think anymore.

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