#you'll know it worked if you hear a thunderous boom outside and check the window to see me fading into the skyline like :3

[tielesiti-eftu]

current birthday plans:

-get huge

[gaoau]

Shiver — Cats and Dogs and Caffeine

A Mother's Instinct warnings — none. word count —1.1k

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Among the many things [Name] loved—that Yaku had learned of—was the rain. She loved relaxing to the rhythmic beat of the droplets tapping against her window; how the energetic downpour drowned out the annoying silence filling her room; the show of lights flashing vividly across the cloudy sky; counting down the seconds after lightning struck to welcome the booming rumbling of thunder. Her very favorite were the chilly nights in which she could hear the rustling of the leaves along with the pitter-patter of the rain. She held the rainy season in high esteem and it never disappointed her.

To Yaku, being jolted awake by the obstreperous crash of thunder reverberating in the distance used to be extremely exasperating. But then [Name] came around and taught him about the beauty of the planet Earth, spouting sentences dressed-up with extravagant adjectives for better effect. Now, as the sky boomed and made his core tremble, he sat up and gazed at the dancing trees outside. He cracked his window open to allow some refreshing air to wash into his room, breathing it in to purify his lungs.

Time seemed to stop while his heartbeat matched the raindrops hitting against his glass. Rainy nights reminded him of [Name], not only because she had a specific adoration towards them, but because both of them were terribly annoying and reckless at first, yet later went on to become special as he learned to love them. Whenever he fondly admired the cloudy sky and the white noise of the rain, his mind flooded with droplets of water and thoughts of his best friend.

The smile that had unconsciously pulled at his lips shaped into a thin line at the shivers crawling down his spine. It could have been the chilly wind making his skin erupt into goosebumps, but Yaku knew very well his blankets were the warmest and coziest—stated by none other than [Name] herself. Yaku pushed out a sigh from his lips, tearing his eyes from the dark scenery outside his window and towards the outline of his phone in his inky room.

He dialed the number of his favorite idiot, squinting at the minimum brightness of his screen, which for some reason seemed glaringly blinding. [Name] picked up not a second later, smiling into her phone as she whispered out a chirp, "Morisuke, a good night, isn't it?!"

Of course it was a good night, even better now that he could hear her voice as they gazed at the same clouds covering up the waning moon. Not that he would ever express that. Yaku rolled his eyes. "[Name], it's—" he pulled his phone away from his ear to check the time "—half past two in the goddamned morning, it's raining cats and dogs, what could you possibly be doing?"

"How did you—? Is this your mother-daughter thingy? Your instinct?"

"Don't call it that. I just know."

[Name]'s microphone brushed against the counter-top of her kitchen, blasting a deafening, saturated noise into Yaku's ear. Before he could even snarl at her, the sound of her pensive hum took over. "How does it work, though? I mean, you're so accurate I'm almost worried."

Yaku blinked, one of his brows rising. "[Name], could you not change the subject?" He shifted in his bed and passed his phone onto his other hand, grumbling in discomfort at the numbing of his shoulder. "What are you doing?"

As soon as he repeated his original question, he heard the distinct sound of metal against ceramic. Who other than [Name] got up in the middle of the night to try out whatever new concoction she had come up with? Yaku sighed, and [Name] interpreted it as a sign that he would chew her out. "Wait, Morisuke, I'm—It's not what you think, really. I'm just heading out to the rain to drink some coffee."

"Why on Earth would you do that? You'll get sick after this, you know?"

[Name] laughed, "I might. But, you know, sometimes you just gotta kick back and feel the rain for a bit." Yaku listened at the sounds coming through his speaker: the clinking of a metal spoon moving inside a mug, the saturation in [Name]'s microphone as she manhandled her phone, the flipping of a light-switch, [Name] sipping her coffee.

"[Name]." She hummed in response. "At least, take a towel or something to protect yourself. At the very least."

[Name] giggled in his ear. "Yes, dad, already ahead of you." The main door of her house grazed against the tiled floor as she pulled it open. It clicked shut and all Yaku could hear through his speaker was the light rain hitting the grass of her yard. "How about you join me, Morisuke?"

"No, thank you, I'd be stopping you if I could." Although the idea of feeling the rain on his skin as he pressed himself flush against her for warmth sounded appealing, Yaku preferred to keep [Name] away from plausible fevers. Besides, he gravitated more towards those moonless nights in which the stars shone brightly in the sky and he could hear [Name]'s voice trailing off while she tried to remember the names of the constellations she could recognize.

[Name] laughed again and Yaku rolled his eyes at her carefreeness. He heard her set down the towel, whisper out a curse when a stray drop of her coffee burnt her hand, and finally that familiar sigh she breathed out when she relaxed. "I can't see any stars."

Yaku's expression morphed into a loving smile at her tone of voice: soft and quiet, not a whisper but rather words she pushed out through closed lips because she was exaggerating a disappointed pout. "It's raining, [Name]." It was his turn to laugh.

"Well, yeah. And that's why you should open a window and look out at the same sky I'm looking at. Let a couple droplets hit you. Make some coffee and talk with me about dreams and ambitions."

"No, thanks, I'm fine in my bed." [Name] didn't reply. Instead, she huffed loudly above the noise of the rain. Yaku sighed. "I can still listen to you ramble about life or whatever if you want me to."

"Cool!" Yaku had learned how to hear a smile on her face as she spoke. "Let me lull you to sleep with boring chit-chat about being alive."

"Sure, [Name], thanks."

"Have a good night, Morisuke!" [Name] waited for him to plug his charger in again and find a comfortable position to doze off to the sound of his best friend's voice. She took a sip from her mug one last time before setting it down on her towel. "Personally, I don't think the beauty is in watching a bird prance around and peck at the grass for whatever crumbs of food it can find. I think the beauty is in watching two birds chase each other around as they play freely, because nobody is there to bother them and they can do whatever they feel like…"

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reaction: to their s/o being afraid of thunderstorms; ateez

req: hi! i absolutely love your writing, could i request an ateez reaction to s/o being scared of thunderstorms? thank you so much <3

a/n: thank you so much for requesting! this was kinda cute to write. also,, trying a different format here- not using gifs- lmk if y'all like it with gifs better? + first work im posting in this new year hehe hope y'all enjoy it <3

genre - fluff | pairing - ateez x reader | warnings - none

⭒❃.✮:▹ seonghwa

seonghwa had came home to you hidden under your covers as you watched the television on almost max volume, the curtains fully closed.

"love, isn't it a little too loud?" he had covered his own ears from how deafening it was and he had to pretty much yell for you to hear him. you paused the show when you took notice of him, quickly apologising as you tried to explain yourself when you saw another flash of lightning through the curtains. you slapped your two hands over your ears and squeezed your eyes shut, bracing yourself for the loud ripping sound from the sky.

seonghwa sat himself next to you and pulled you into his embrace, cupping your cheeks so that you would look at him. "love, do you trust me?" you nodded as you slowly opened your eyes.

seonghwa turned the television off and gently pried your hands away from your ears, letting your hands rest on the sides of his thighs. "let's be a little kinder to your ears, alright?" he leaned in closer and whispered into your ears. "do you want to tell me about your day or shall i go first?"

basically mars asmr but live, and when you do get surprised by the thunder, he would shush you affectionately and comfort you, continuing on about his day.

⭒❃.✮:▹ hongjoong

"can i hide in here for a little while?" you had peeked into his studio to see that he was just monitoring his past performances through fancams, surely you wouldn't be a distraction.

"from what?" he paused his video and whipped his head back to ask, confused. you were supposed to be at the dance studio, helping wooyoung and yunho check their choreography even if you weren't that experienced in dance.

"the thunderstorm, your studio is the only place where i can neither see nor hear anything so..." ah, he had no idea there was a thunderstorm outside. if he was he would have rushed over to you immediately, knowing just how afraid you can get.

"sure babe, make yourself comfortable." hongjoong would then turn on the ambience lighting to a dark blue and play some really soothing classical music, hoping that it would calm you down and take your mind away from the ongoing thunderstorm. when he sees that you were still a little frightened from earlier on, he drapes his warm jacket over you, "don't worry, you're safe here." he would also go to the kitchen to make a cup of warm tea for you to calm you down.

⭒❃.✮:▹ yunho

yunho loves thunderstorms, and he loves sitting by the window and staring out as the flashes of electricity branch out like veins in the sky, so full of life. that's what scares you the most, you know the extent of damage lightning can cause having lived in houses without good lightning protection systems.

"don't sit too near to the windows, you might get hurt!" you warned for the umpteenth time but your boyfriend refused to listen, saying that it would never happen.

"this apartment is safe, i promise," yunho reassured you, even gesturing for you to come join him over there. he wasn't going to force you if you still refused after the third time he asked but you decided to go. you've been trying to get over your fear of thunderstorms anyways.

he would wrap his arms around your waist and let you rest your head on his chest so that you could hear his calm steady heartbeats. the both of you sat at the windows watching the lightning and thunder with you burying your face into the crook of his neck often and him giving you long pats on your back to calm you down. you definitely did get less afraid of thunderstorms, though not much, but it's something.

"if the thunderstorm is ever mean to you, let me know. i'll personally throw hands at zeus."

⭒❃.✮:▹ yeosang

yeosang had fallen asleep on the couch when it started raining heavily along with non-stop thunder and lightning. you were extremely afraid but you had to close the windows yourself, you didn't want to wake yeosang up from his nap.

you were just about to close the one in the living room where yeosang was when the deafening sound of a thunder took you by surprise, causing you to shriek out loud in fear. being a light sleeper, yeosang jolted awake, surprised and worried. it absolutely broke his heart to see you crouched on the floor with your hands covering your ears, your shoulders shaking as you sobbed.

you felt so weak crying over a thunderstorm but yeosang made sure to let you know that there was nothing wrong with it. he gently guided you onto the couch where he would let you continue crying on his shoulder, his fingers intertwining with yours to let you know that he's there for you as he tries to help you control your breathing. "you're okay, you're okay. follow my breathing, love."

⭒❃.✮:▹ san

if you weren't afraid of thunderstorms, you probably wouldn't be sitting on yunho's gaming seat right now with san yelling at you over the headset to support him in the game. you weren't one to play games but as san says, "you won't be scared if you distract yourself"

it usually works, though the games do leave you feeling kind of nauseous from all the motion and lights, but today, the thunderstorm was simply on another level. the lightning had lit up the whole room with a bright white flash for a good three seconds before leaving you in a room that seemed much brighter a few moments ago.

san is not stupid, he knows playing games would not distract you this time round so he would quit the game and drag you onto the bed , letting you bury your face in his chest as he hums the tune of your favourite song.

when you told him that you were ashamed to be afraid of something many people aren't, he would shush you and say, "it's normal, everyone has their irrational fears. besides, that lightning really scared the life out of me too."

⭒❃.✮:▹ mingi

he knew about your fear of thunderstorms, and he always makes an effort to check the weather forecast on your behalf since he had googled it before and they said people who fear thunderstorms should try to refrain from doing so in case it makes them even more anxious. anyways, so he does it for you and prepares everything that you might need when it happens.

the both of you were in the car when the thunderstorm started, and being well prepared, he quickly handed you the small thin blanket and the bottle of water he kept at the backseats. there was no better place than under the sheets at home but this was better than nothing at all.

once the both of you got home, he would make sure to run a warm bath for you and might even accompany you in it. the fear had caused all your muscles to tense up and he made it a point to relieve all of them. in the meanwhile, he would comfort you by saying things like "im so proud of you." and "the next time a thunderstorm happens, remember how you are totally fine today, okay? think, thunderstorms are relatively harmless, you'll be fine this time too."

⭒❃.✮:▹ wooyoung

it was in the middle of the night when the thunderstorm started, the loud booming of the thunder startling you awake. you tried to go back to sleep, hoping that this moment would just pass and that you would wake up to a nice weather. but even with wooyoung by your side, you couldn't seem to be at ease enough to sleep.

"wooyoung, please wake up." that was your tenth attempt, unsurprisingly considering the fact that he sleeps like a dead log. thankfully he does, and very much apologetically when he notices the shitshow that was going on outside. even he was surprised he slept through the noise.

he would immediately drag himself out of bed to turn on the lights so that the lightning wouldn't seem as bad, also going out to the kitchen to pour you a glass of warm water. it always helped.

when the both of you were back in bed, wooyoung would rest against the headboard as you laid your head on his abdomen, him patting your shoulder affectionately until you fell asleep again.

"there's another thunderstorm going on inside your stomach," you joked with a faint smile as you snuggled closer into him.

"hey! if you're going to say that, go away."

⭒❃.✮:▹ jongho

the both of you were stranded outdoors as the thunderstorm has started unexpectedly while the two of you were taking a stroll in the park. the weather forecast did not foresee this. it was dangerous and very annoying to get soaked in rain, but everything was made worse because you were afraid of thunderstorms. you had no idea why, it was just the case.

"there's a shelter nearby, shall we make a dash for it?" jongho asked as the both of you sought temporary shelter from a tall tree.

"the lightning is a little crazy now though....." it was, but being under a huge tree on such a day wasn't the smartest idea at all, and it would be much better if you could go to a real shelter.

"you know i'm quite a lucky guy, right?" jongho would give you a piggyback as he ran, allowing you to close your eyes so that you wouldn't see the flashes of lightning. he would also tell you to put on earphones and play some soothing music. "it'll be over quick, just hang on in there for a little while."