Happy Birthday Jin! I Hope You Know That Wed Gift The Universe To You If It Was Possible

happy birthday jin! i hope you know that we’d gift the universe to you if it was possible

OH MY GOODNESS!!! I had no idea that you wanted to talk with me but I’m glad we’re talking now!!🥰 I love how friendly you are and thank you so much🥺🥺💕 I would love to be friends 🥰🥰

Hey 👉👈🥺

Hey!!! 🥺💕💕💕💕

First impression: This girl is a positive cutie! An absolute sunshine! ☀️ 

The truth is: I’ve been WAITING for you to talk to me and got so so happy when you sent me that ask the other day! 🥺💕

How old do you look: Judging by your theme/layout, maybe 19…? 

Have you ever made me laugh: We haven’t talked much, and everything you say makes me go ‘awww🥺’ so there was no room for laughing! 😆💕

Have you ever made me mad: Nope. I doubt you could.

Best feature: Your positivity and how you are outgoing! 🥰

Have I ever had a crush on you: Nope.

Your my: Moot, and I invite you to be my friend! 🤗💕

I try to be the most positive that I can so I really appreciate that 🥺💕Thank you 🥰🥰🥰*hugs with the same energy back*

How was your day? :)

It was great, thank you! 🥰 I practiced in the choir for Christmas which made me really happy! I love Christmas songsss!!! 🤗

How was your day?💕🥺 Are you enjoying your December? 🤗

This is SO FREAKING CUTE and this is only the beginning of your Christmas bash so I’m very excited!!!

the snowball effect

pairing: wong kunhang (hendery) x reader

genre: s2l au, fluff

wc: 2k

summary: one snowball started it all.

warnings: none

note: i am whipped for this man, enjoy

part of my christmas bash 2020 | main masterlist

all you could see was snow.

snow beneath your boots, snow blanketing cars, snow resting on roofs and benches and hats and pets and-

you took a deep breath, your exhale visible in the frigid air, as you tried not to slip on the icy sidewalk below you. it's not like you hated the white fluff that coated every nearby surface, it was quite the opposite. really, you loved the snow! but you didn't love it when you had to trudge home through three feet of it.

you walked towards your apartment complex as quickly as possible without falling on your ass. all you could think about was the warmth that awaited you inside, the soup in your fridge that you were going to heat up for dinner, a hot shower to take the chill off of your bones. you were expecting a relaxing rest of the evening, your stressful shift at the cafe down the street now done and over with (you never wanted to hear someone utter the words 'chestnut praline latte' ever again).

what you weren't expecting was a snowball to the face as you neared the entrance to the lobby.

the first thing you felt was the impact of the icy ball from hell against your cheek. then, coldness hit you as some of the snow made its home in your hair. your head whipped towards the direction it was launched from, a glare hot and ready on your face with choice words already running through your mind for the culprit. your fiery eyes met those of a pink-haired boy behind the bushes in front of the complex, a sheepish expression painting his features.

you would have thought he was cute if you weren't so angry.

"i'm so sorry, i was trying to hit my friend whose in the car behind you-" you glanced behind you to find another boy laughing his ass off in the driver's seat, his smile impossibly wide, before returning your attention back to the offender, "and i accidentally hit you instead. i swear i didn't mean to, you have to believe me!" his voice held a panicked tone after taking in your visibly annoyed expression. 

you sighed. he obviously didn't mean to, and he seemed genuine in his apology. you shouldn't take out your annoyance from your shift on an innocent person. your anger quickly simmered down to a low boil as he stepped out of the bushes onto the sidewalk next to you, a hand coming up to lightly brush the snow out of your hair. depsite the frost that nipped at your face, a warmth found its way to your cheeks. with your vision no longer painted red, you were able to take in his features fully. he looked like a prince, even with the glaringly pink hair — he somehow pulled that loud color off.

"it's- it's fine, really," you shot him a tight smile, wishing you could just disappear into thin air. you wanted to get back to your apartment as quickly as possible now. the situation was embarrassing enough, and your awkward self didn't feel like staying out in the cold with a, admittedly cute, stranger any longer, "i'm just, uh, gonna go now. bye."

you turned away from him and continued your short journey to the lobby, hands rubbing against your cheeks to drown out the nagging voice in your head that told you over and over that you just made a fool of yourself. 

stupid stupid stupid-

"wait!" he exclaimed behind you, making you stop in your tracks. you turned back around as he spoke again, "maybe you could come to my apartment for some hot chocolate? as an apology?" 

he looked hopeful, making your heart pump a little faster than normal. and so, you panicked.

"o-oh, i wouldn't wanna intrude! it was no big deal, really, " your adorably wide eyes stared up at him, and he hoped you couldn't see the red hue creeping up his own cheeks. 

"c'mon, i feel bad, at least let me give you some hot chocolate? you look like you're freezing." he seemed nice, genuine, maybe even a little funny, contrary to the boys you'd tried to date before, and you'd be damned not to take him up on his offer. 

"i- sure," you conceded, "lead the way." 

a jolt shocked your form as his hand found yours, the contact startling yet oddly welcomed. his warm fingers contrasted your chilled ones, as you had forgotten to bring gloves with you to work. you initially regretted it, but hey, if the cute stranger wanted to hold your hand, then so be it.

he guided you to the elevator, finally releasing your hand as he examined your somewhat startled expression. "sorry, uh, i can get a little excited sometimes," he chuckled, but he didn't seem too sorry. his pretty eyes widened, "i didn't introduce myself! my name is kunhang."

the elevator opened as you replied, a grin painting your face, "i don't mind. and it's nice to meet you, kunhang, despite the circumstances. i'm y/n."

the ride up to his floor was quiet, but it was far from awkward. his hand gripped yours again once the doors opened, pulling you excitedly down the hallway until he reached his door, where he gestured for you to go in first.

as you stepped past the doorway, you took in the room. it definitely looked like boys inhabited this apartment. an xbox was hooked up to their flat screen tv, random items were strewn across the couch, posters of marvel comics and video games littered the walls. and then the christmas tree…

"why is there a throwing star on top of the tree?" you asked, one eyebrow quirked up in amusement. he was already in the kitchen, grabbing the hot chocolate packages from the cupboard. 

he continued his actions, acting as if it was normal to have a throwing star taped to the top of a christmas tree, "it's all we had, and we're too lazy to go find an actual star from the store, so we had to make do. water or milk?" 

"milk, duh," you answered, "so i'm assuming by 'we', you have a roommate?"

"yeah," he chuckled, "yangyang, the guy i was throwing a snowball at?" you nodded, "that's him." 

you hummed in response, taking a seat on one of the chairs next to the kitchen counter to watch him heat up the milk. he leaned against the counter, puffy jacket now discarded to reveal a hideous christmas sweater. from what you'd seen from him so far, this was fitting.

he handed you a mug after a few more minutes, marshmallows floating along the top of the cup. you blew on the steaming liquid before taking a small sip, humming at the sweetness coating your tongue. he sipped from his own mug on the other side of the counter before suddenly asking, "do you wanna go watch christmas movies?"

"sure," you got up and followed him to the couch. he cleared the random items off of them before plopping on one side of the couch. you sat on the other, not wanting to push the boundaries too far. you had just met him, after all. 

he put 'elf' on before getting comfortable in his seat. you did the same.

the movie passed quietly, only a few giggles coming from both of you at the particularly funny parts. you glanced over at him, the flickering light from the tv highlighting his features perfectly. he looked even more princely in this light, and you couldn't take your eyes off of him.

he glanced over, finding you staring at him with a look he couldn't quite place, "you good?"

you snapped out of your trance, "o-oh, yeah! i just started spacing, sorry." you laughed awkwardly afterwards, trying to save face.

nice going, idiot.

he nodded, turning his head back towards the movie. you followed suit, heat spreading down your neck as embarrassment set in.

another movie began, your hot chocolate now long gone. a chill ran down your arms as you grew colder again, the hot liquid was only a temporary fix. a hot shower sounded heavenly right now.

he glanced over at your shivering form on the other side of the couch, noticing how cold you looked, "hey," you glanced over at him, and he patted the vacant space next to him, "c'mere, you look cold."

you decided that you might as well. he seemed good-natured, he could've done something before this, and he hadn't. so you scooted over next to him, allowing him to sling an arm around you and pull you into his body. he was oh so warm, his presence comforting. a blanket found its way in front of your face, and you placed it on your lap to gain more heat. 

"thank you," you mumbled. an 'mhm' rumbled his chest below your head, and you bit your lip before returning your attention to the movie once more. 

maybe half an hour passed, the sky now growing darker, when his roommate, yangyang, slammed open the door. he spotted you two cuddling on the couch, a mischievous smile painting his face.

"see you got the girl you've been pining after for weeks. your little plan worked, then."

kunhang's expression morphed from comfortable to panicked as he looked back at his brat of a roommate, who was now walking away smugly. he was going to kill him later. 

you frowned, shifting to sit up and face him, "what plan?"

"w-well, uh," he grinned nervously, "i saw you a few weeks ago, and you justlookedsoprettybutiwastoonervous-"

"woah, woah, slow down," you grabbed his hand, squeezing it, "i'm not mad, i swear. just tell me."

"i saw you a couple weeks ago, and, uh, well, you looked so pretty and i wanted to talk to you, but i couldn't figure out how. yangyang came up with the idea of throwing a snowball at you to catch your attention and i was just so desperate that i agreed and now here we are and i'm so sorry because it was weird-"

the giggles bubbling in your throat interrupted his rambled confession, your form doubling over as your laughs grew louder. he glanced down at you, a smile growing on his own face at your reaction. you really didn't care. 

"that — oh my god — that was the best thing i've ever heard. you could've just talked to me, but i appreciate the effort," you cackled, "i don't bite, y'know."

he laughed, "i know, i was just so nervous and it was the first idea that he came up with it. i don't know why it was so nerve-wracking to approach you."

"it's okay, just don't throw a snowball at my face next time."

"i didn't mean to!"

you two broke out in a fit of laughter, it pittering out into a comfortable silence after a few minutes. you stared up at him, your smiles slowly fading as you stared at each other. you bit your lip before leaning forward and planting a chaste kiss on his cheek, pulling back to see his shocked face. you giggled as a bright grin stretched across his lips before he placed one on your cheek too.

you glanced at your phone briefly to check the time. 11pm.

"i better go, i have work tomorrow morning," you both stood up, and he guided you to the front door before he stopped in his tracks.

"hold on," he said before he rushed back to the kitchen, returning with a folded scrap of paper in his hands, "open this when you get back to your apartment."

"alright," you grinned, "see you tomorrow, maybe?"

"yeah! maybe we could go do something tomorrow? like a date?"

"yes!" you cringed at your overly excited tone, "i mean, yeah, that sounds great."

"great," he smiled charmingly, squeezing your hand.

you kissed his cheek one more time before stepping through the doorstep into the hallway, "see you tomorrow, kunhang."

"see you tomorrow."

when you got home, you opened the note he had handed you before he left, finding a short message:

'text me if you ever wanna go throw snowballs at yangyang with me ;) xxx-xxx-xxxx' 

maybe a snowball to the face wasn't all too bad if this was the outcome.

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