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𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓴! 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲, 𝓤𝓷𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓵

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 900

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 3 𝓶𝓲𝓷 38 𝓼𝓮𝓬

Mingi and Y/n strolled hand in hand down the bustling streets of Seoul, enjoying the warm summer afternoon. The sun was shining, a slight breeze rustled through the trees, and the city was filled with a sense of vibrant energy.

As they walked, Mingi couldn't help but sneak glances at Y/n, admiring her pretty face and how her hair fluttered in the breeze. He was again struck by how lucky he was to have her by his side.

Y/n noticed him looking at her and gave him a soft smile. "What are you staring at?" she asked, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

Mingi chuckled and squeezed her hand. "Can you blame me for staring?" he replied, a flirtatious note in his voice. "You're just so beautiful, it's hard not to."

Y/n blushed at his words and nudged him playfully. "You're just saying that because you're biased," she said, attempting to keep her voice light and teasing.

Mingi feigned offense. "Biased?" he said, pretending to be deeply wounded. "I'll have you know I am entirely objective when it comes to commenting on your beauty."

Y/n laughed at his cheeky tone. "Oh, please. You're about as objective as a judge at a puppy beauty competition," she teased.

Mingi feigned another hurt gasp, pretending to clutch his chest. "You wound me, truly," he said, his eyes sparkling with joy. "But seriously, is it so wrong for me to think you're the most beautiful person in the world? I just call it like I see it."

Y/n rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips. "You're ridiculous," she said, giving him a lighthearted swat on the arm. "But I suppose I should be flattered that you think so highly of me."

Mingi laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Flattered is just the tip of the iceberg," he said, pulling her closer to him. "I'm downright smitten with you."

Y/n's cheeks flushed pink again at his words, but she tried to maintain her composure. "Oh, now you're just laying it on thick," she said, ducking her head to hide her smile.

Mingi laughed again, enjoying the flush on her cheeks. "Maybe I am," he admitted, "but it's only because you make it so easy. You're just too damn cute when you get flustered."

Y/n huffed and tried to swat him again, but he just dodged out of the way with a grin. "You're insufferable, you know that?" she said, unable to keep the fondness out of her voice.

"Insufferably charming, you mean," Mingi corrected her, raising an eyebrow cockily. "And you love it, don't lie."

Y/n rolled her eyes again, but she couldn't deny the truth of his words. "Maybe a little," she admitted. "But don't let it go to your head, Mr. Cocky."

"Too late," Mingi replied with a wink. "My ego is already sky-high, and it's all your fault."

Y/n shook her head, trying (and failing) to suppress a laugh. "You're impossible," she said, but there was no heat behind the words.

"But you love me anyway," Mingi said, smiling smugly.

Y/n rolled her eyes yet again, but there was no denying the affection in her expression. "Yeah, yeah, shut up," she grumbled, even as she leaned into his side.

As the sun began to set, Mingi and Y/n continued strolling through the city, enjoying each other's company. They laughed, joked, and occasionally stopped to share a tender moment or two.

As the sky turned a deep orange, Mingi stopped and turned to face Y/n, his expression growing serious. "Hey," he said softly, taking both of her hands in his. "Can I ask you something?"

Y/n blinked, a bit surprised by the sudden change in his tone. "Of course," she said, her gaze meeting his. "What is it?"

Mingi took a deep breath, his eyes locked on hers. "I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me," he said, his voice earnest. "You've become my world, and I can't imagine my life without you in it."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat at his words, her cheeks flushing with emotion. "Mingi..." she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mingi took another step closer to her, his expression serious and intense. "I know we've only been together for a little while," he said, his voice dropping even lower. "But I don't care. I know what I feel, and what I want. And what I want is to spend the rest of my life with you."

Y/n's breath caught in her throat at his words, her heart fluttering wildly in her chest. "Mingi, are you...are you proposing to me right now?" she whispered, her eyes wide.

Mingi's lips curved into a small smile, and he nodded. "I guess I am," he said, his voice soft but sure. "I don't have a ring or anything yet, but I just couldn't wait any longer to ask you. So, Y/n...will you marry me?"

Y/n stared at him for a moment, her mind reeling with a million thoughts. But then she smiled a wide, radiant smile that lit up her face. "Yes," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "Yes, of course, I'll marry you, Mingi."

𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷

𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓪𝓷 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝔂 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶, 𝓹𝓸𝓵𝔂! 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓗𝓪𝓷, 𝓕𝓮𝓵𝓲𝔁, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓗𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓕𝓮𝓵𝓲𝔁 𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓶 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1631

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 6 𝓶𝓲𝓷 16 𝓼𝓮𝓬

𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷

Y/N was pacing the dorm floor, checking the clock almost every minute. It was Han Jisung and Felix's birthday, and they wanted Y/N to hang out with them, maybe even spend the night at their dorm; as the pair had no plans for the morning and just wanted to spend a casual night. She decided that she'd get them both some small presents, not much, but she was certain to get both their favorite snacks. The two were also close friends, and she was excited to spend the day with them and possibly even give them their presents early.

Han Jisung was in his room cleaning up the place - He was normally very messy but decided today was the day to make the room look nice. He was hoping Y/N would show up, and he wanted to show her he could be responsible if he wanted to

Felix was in the kitchen, baking a cake as the two had no idea what they wanted to do for their birthday this year. He decided it would be better to make something himself, so he baked a chocolate fudge cake, hoping Y/N would like it.

There was a knock on the door, and Han Jisung hurried to answer the door to Y/N. He opened the door and greeted her with a smile and a hug. "Hey, Y/N!" He said excitedly, and he gestured for her to come in.

"Hey Jisung, Happy birthday!" Y/N said, grinning as she stepped inside and saw Felix in the kitchen. She put down her bags and then ran over to Felix, hugging him tight. "And to you too, Felix," She said with a big smile.

"I made some cake, I hope you like it," Felix said with a small smile, and Y/N got excited. "That sounds wonderful!" She said, looking over at Jisung and smiling. "I brought some snacks too. Do you want to just chill out and watch movies or play games?"

"That sounds perfect to me," Felix replied, and Y/N nodded. "Sounds fun!" Jisung said, grinning. The three of them sat on the couch in the living room, and Y/N pulled out some snacks from her bags and placed them on the table in front of them.

"I did also bring you both presents but I'll give them to you both after we eat cake later"

"Aww, you didn't have to get us presents," Jisung said with a chuckle, but Y/N shook her head. "I wanted to," She said with a little smile. "Now, what should we do to pass the time until it's time for cake?"

"We could play some games if that sounds good to you both?" Felix suggested, standing up and grabbing the controllers. He turned on the TV and handed one controller to Y/N and the other to Jisung. "That sounds perfect!" Y/N said with a grin.

"You just want to get past bronze" Y/n jokes to Felix.

Felix scoffed a little at that and playfully stuck his tongue out at Y/N. "As if, I'm already silver!" He said defensively, and Y/N playfully rolled her eyes.

"And for some weird reason, I highly doubt that"

Felix scoffed again and then smiled. "You doubting me makes me wanna prove you wrong even more now," He said with a wink. Y/N chuckled and shook her head, teasing Felix about his pride.

The two began playing the game, and Y/N started to win the round. "Ha!" She said with a grin, looking over at Felix. "I'm winning already," She taunted, and Felix rolled his eyes. "You just got lucky!" He said, determined to win the next round.

"Fine then, let's see if Han can beat you. See if it's just luck." Y/n says passing the controller to Han.

Han grinned and took the controller. "I'm going to win! Prepare to be beaten!" He exclaimed, jokingly. Felix smirked and chuckled. "You wish, Han," He said with a confident grin.

Y/N leaned back to watch the two of them play, amused by how competitive they both were. She ate a few snacks and watched them, and before too long Jisung won. Y/N burst into laughter, and Felix let out a little groan.

"Told you I'd win!" Jisung exclaimed, doing a little victory dance. Y/N continued to laugh, and Felix rolled his eyes. "Let's play again, you just got lucky," He said with a grin, determined to win this time.

So they played again. They decided that the one who won the most out of 3 rounds would win overall, and Y/N watched as they competed against each other. Jisung won two rounds, and Felix won one, making Jisung the winner overall. Felix let out a little groan and Y/N laughed again. "Well, I guess Jisung is the real winner here!" She said jokingly, and Jisung grinned.

Before they can start a new round the timer beeps for Felix to go decorate the cake.

"Ah, time for decorating!" Felix said, and Y/N got just as excited. "Yay, time for cake!" She exclaimed, grinning as she jumped up. She followed Felix to the kitchen, and Jisung got up to follow too.

"Alright, who's helping me decorate?" Felix asked, and Y/N raised a hand. "I will!" She said, and Felix chuckled. "Jisung would probably be more of a burden than he would help." He teased, and Jisung scoffed and made a fake offended expression, joking around with Felix.

"Hey, I'm not that bad!" Jisung said with a little pout as Felix passed some frosting and sprinkles to Y/N. "Sure, whatever you say Jisung," Felix said, rolling his eyes playfully and smiling. Y/N giggled and began to help Felix decorate the cake.

Jisung started taking pictures of them both and took the occasional bite of frosting when Y/N and Felix weren't looking. Y/N noticed right before Jisung's second bit of frosting and turned around to scold him, and he laughed sheepishly. "Sorry," He said with a little smile.

They finish decorating the cake and Y/n goes to grab the presents she brought.

Y/N went into the other room to retrieve the presents she had brought along, and she returned holding four small packages for the two boys. She handed the presents to her boyfriends with a big grin and sat there excitedly for them to open their gifts.

The two of them opened their presents at the same time, and they both were thrilled to see what Y/N had gotten them. Jisung's gift was a new bag and a few skincare products he wanted, and Felix's presents were a new microphone and a bag with some new cosmetics he had mentioned in passing a few weeks earlier.

"Aww, Y/N! Thank you, it's exactly what I wanted! How did you know?" Felix smiled, and Jisung nodded in agreement, smiling.

Y/N shrugged a little. "I just paid attention to what you said," She said happily, and then she started giggling at how happy she had made her boyfriends. She was so glad that they liked their presents, and her heart swelled when they both pulled her into a tight embrace.

"You're the best girlfriend ever," Felix said with a smile and kissed Y/N. Jisung wrapped his arms around Y/N from behind and nodded in agreement, giving her a little nuzzle.

"And a very pretty girlfriend too," He said, smiling at her playfully.

"Now let's eat cake!" Y/n exclaims

"Oh right, I nearly forgot about the cake!" Felix exclaimed, grabbing some plates and utensils and then cutting the cake into slices for the three of them. Y/N was excited, and Jisung was too, and they sat down together to enjoy the cake.

"Mm, this is delicious!" Y/N said with a grin after taking the first bite of the cake, and the two boys nodded in agreement. It was a peaceful evening of good food and good company, and Y/N felt content.

As they sat there eating the cake together, Y/N looked at her two boyfriends and felt immensely grateful. They always treated her well, and they always made sure she was comfortable and happy. She knew that she was lucky to have both of them and that their relationships were strong and stable.

Y/N smiled to herself, feeling the warm fuzzy feeling in her chest grow stronger as she ate her slice of cake with her boyfriends by her side.

After a little bit, they had finished their cake and were just sitting on the couch together, Y/N in the middle with Jisung and Felix on their sides. Jisung had his arms wrapped around Y/N and his chin on her shoulder, whereas Felix had one hand wrapped around Y/N and his other hand holding hers. They sat and talked amongst themselves, and Y/N felt complete and safe between the two of them.

She listened to their conversations and added comments from time to time, but mostly she just soaked in the feeling of being loved and safe. Jisung seemed to notice, and he started peppering her with light kisses on the cheek, making her giggle and smile. Felix nuzzled her neck gently, and she leaned into his touch.

Y/N knew she was lucky to have not just one loving boyfriend, but two. She wrapped an arm around each of them and held them close, knowing that they were not only her boyfriends but her best friends too. They understood her completely, and they both made her feel treasured and loved.

𓍢ִ໋☕️✧˚ ༘ ⋆₊˚.🎧 ✩｡☕ 🤎

𝘜𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 - 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪: "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦." 𝘠/𝘯: "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?" 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪: "𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵."

𝓒𝔀: 𝓑𝓸𝓵𝓭! 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲, 𝓢𝓱𝔂! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓢𝓮𝓶𝓲-𝓹𝓾𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓬 𝓼𝓮𝔁 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓢𝓮𝓶𝓲-𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1080

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 4 𝓶𝓲𝓷 14 𝓼𝓮𝓬

𓍢ִ໋☕️✧˚ ༘ ⋆₊˚.🎧 ✩｡☕ 🤎

Mingi and Y/n were hanging out at their favorite cafe, sipping drinks and chatting about random topics.

"You're so cute," Mingi suddenly said a smile on his face.

Y/n looked at him, a bit confused by the random comment. "What?" she asked, unsure if she had heard him right.

Mingi's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I said you look like a boot," he repeated, clearly enjoying Y/n's confusion.

Y/n sputtered for a moment, baffled by the unexpected comparison. "A boot?" she repeated, her eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. "What do you mean I look like a boot?"

Mingi let out a laugh, enjoying the effect his words were having on her. "You know, like a cute, little leather boot," he clarified, gesturing at her outfit playfully.

Y/n couldn't help but laugh at his explanation. "You have a strange way of complimenting people," she teased, shaking her head in mock exasperation.

Mingi just chuckled, his amusement still evident. "Hey, I call it like I see it," he said with a shrug. "You're cute, and you have a certain 'boot-like' charm."

Y/n rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "I don't know if I should be flattered or offended by that," she joked, sipping her drink.

Mingi grinned, clearly pleased with himself. "Why not both?" he suggested. "You can be a cute, leather-boot-charmy kind of person. It's a good vibe."

Y/n laughed again, shaking her head. "Only you could make being compared to a boot sound like a compliment," she said, still amused by his antics.

"What can I say?" Mingi replied, holding up his hands in a shrug. "I've got a unique way with words. Besides, it could be worse. At least I didn't compare you to a piece of broccoli. That would've been much less charming."

Y/n couldn't suppress a chuckle at his ridiculous example. "Yeah, I guess being a boot is preferable to being a broccoli," she agreed, playing along. "At least boots are stylish."

Mingi nodded, pretending to be serious. "Exactly," he said. "You're a fashionable, leather boot. Classy, yet comfortable. A perfect combination."

Mingi leaned closer, a mischievous glint in his eye. "And just like a leather boot, you're tough and resilient," he said, his voice lowering to a seductive tone. "But on the inside, you're soft and warm."

Y/n felt her cheeks heat up at his words, her smile faltering slightly. "You're laying it on thick, Mingi," she teased, trying to mask her reaction. "Are you sure you're not just flirting with a pair of boots?"

Mingi laughed at her comment, his flirtatious demeanor unwavering. "No, no," he said, shaking his head. "I'm definitely flirting with the lovely person wearing those boots." He leaned in a little closer, his voice dropping to an almost whisper. "Plus, the boots are just an added bonus."

Y/n couldn't help but chuckle again, her heart fluttering at his persistence. "You never give up, do you?" she asked, arching an eyebrow at him, but secretly enjoying the attention.

"Never," Mingi replied, his gaze never leaving hers. "Especially when I'm trying to charm a cute, leather-boot-wearing girl." He reached out and poked her boot-clad foot with his own shoe playfully.

Y/n blushed again at his flirty gesture, playfully swatting at his hand. "You're relentless," she said, trying to sound annoyed, but her smile gave her true feelings away.

"And you love it," Mingi retorted, a smirk on his face. He scooted his chair closer to hers, leaning in so their knees touched under the table.

Y/n tried to feign nonchalance, but the closeness of their proximity made her heart race. "Who says I love it?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him defiantly.

Mingi chuckled, clearly enjoying their banter. "You don't have to say it," he teased. "Your blushing cheeks give you away." He reached out and lightly pinched her flushed cheek, his touch almost caressing.

Y/n swatted his hand away again, her heart rate picking up at his touch. "You're a pest," she muttered, but her tone lacked any real annoyance.

"I'm your pest," Mingi corrected her, his hand snaking over her leg under the table. "And I know you secretly love it."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat at his words, the touch of his hand on her leg sending a shockwave of desire through her. She couldn't deny his words, no matter how much she tried. He knew her too well.

Mingi leaned in even closer, his voice a low murmur. "You love that we can joke and flirt like this," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "You love the fact that we can talk about boots one minute and then have our knees touching under the table the next."

Y/n's breath caught in her throat as his hand continued to travel higher up her leg. "Mingi, we're in public," she protested weakly, her voice wavering as desire pooled in her stomach.

"Who cares?" Mingi replied, his voice low and sultry. His hand reached the top of her thigh, his touch dangerously close to intimate territory. "Besides, you look so cute when you're flustered."

Y/n's mind was swimming in a mix of desire and panic. She couldn't deny the effect he had on her, but they were in a public place. "We can't... someone might notice," she whispered, her voice barely audible, but her body betraying her true feelings.

Mingi chuckled, his hand slowly moving back down her thigh. "Don't worry, I'm an expert at being discreet," he whispered, his voice dripping with seductive certainty. "And you seem to be enjoying it too much to really protest."

Mingi's hand continued its slow, torturous journey back up her leg, stopping once more just millimeters away from her most sensitive region. Y/n's breath came in shallow gasps as she fought to regain control of herself, but the desire coursing through her body made it difficult to think straight. 

Just as she was about to give in to the overwhelming feelings, the cafe's door opened, and a group of noisy customers walked in.

Mingi smirked, his hand reluctantly pulling away from her leg. "Looks like we'll have to continue this somewhere more private," he mumbled, his voice filled with desire and a hint of disappointment. Y/n could only nod, her heart racing and her mind still spinning from the almost intimate moment they had just shared.

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ִֶָ݁𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼, 𝓝𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓼! 𝓗𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓳𝓲𝓷, 𝓢𝓱𝔂-𝓲𝓼𝓱! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1404

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 5 𝓶𝓲𝓷 31 𝓼𝓮𝓬

𝘜𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 - 𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯: "𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦?" 𝘠/𝘯: "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰- 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?"

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ִֶָ݁𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

Hyunjin looked curiously at his best friend Y/n, who sat next to him on the couch. "Hey, I have a question," he began, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

Y/n looked at him, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. "Go ahead," she replied, giving him her undivided attention.

"How do I know if I have a crush on someone?" Hyunjin asked, his voice almost shy.

Y/n thought for a moment, contemplating her answer. "Well, there are a few things that can indicate a crush," she began. "For instance, you can't stop thinking about them, you feel a bit strange when they're around, and..."

Hyunjin leaned in, his gaze focused on her. "And?" he pressed, his curiosity piqued.

Y/n pauses before speaking again "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Hyunjin realized that he had been staring intently at Y/n, almost studying her as she spoke. He blushed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed to be caught.

"Sorry," he said, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. "I wasn't trying to stare, just... listening intently, I guess. Go on."

Y/n studied his face for a moment, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Anyway, as I was saying. Wanting to... Well, wanting to be around them a lot might be a sign of a crush."

Hyunjin nodded, absorbing her words. "Okay, that makes sense," he said, thinking about the person he was asking about. "But what about... like wanting to hold them? Or... or wanting to tell them everything that's on your mind?"

Y/n's smile grew slightly larger. "Yep, those are definitely signs of having a crush," she confirmed. "You start to want physical closeness, and you want to share your thoughts and feelings with them more than anyone else. Anything else? You look really intense, Hyunjin.”

Hyunjin's heart thumped harder in his chest as he listened to her words. He was doing all of those things and more. "What if... what if I keep thinking about how it would feel to... kiss them?" he asked, feeling his cheeks flushing.

Y/n's smile turned slightly cheeky. "Oh, well that's a pretty solid sign right there," she said, her tone playful. "If you're imagining what it would be like to kiss them, then I'd say you definitely have a crush on this person."

Hyunjin's mind raced as he heard her words. He had been imagining what it would be like to kiss the person he was asking about, and often. But hearing his best friend confirm it only made the feeling more real.

"What if I don't know if they feel the same way?" he blurted out, a look of hesitation and hope crossing his face.

Y/n's expression turned softer, her smile becoming more sympathetic. "That's the tricky part, isn't it?" she said, her voice gentle. "Catching feelings for someone who might not feel the same way can be scary. But you won't know unless you take a chance."

Hyunjin nodded, his eyes fixed on her as he internalized her words. "But what if I risk ruining our friendship?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "If I tell them how I feel and they don't feel the same way, it could make things awkward, or even end our friendship entirely. I can't lose them."

Y/n reached out and laid a comforting hand on his arm. "I understand that you're worried," she told him, her voice reassuring. "But sometimes, taking a chance is worth the risk. And if this person truly values your friendship, they won't let a confession ruin it. Sometimes, honesty can bring you closer, not drive you further apart."

Hyunjin felt his shoulders relax a little under her touch. "I guess you're right," he said, his voice still holding a hint of worry. "I just need to find the courage to tell them how I feel. But I'm scared of what might happen afterward."

"Well, who's your crush?" Y/n asks Hyunjin questionably.

Hyunjin's heart skipped a beat at her question. This was it. The moment of truth. He took a breath, gathering his thoughts before answering.

"You."

The word hung in the air between them, heavy with implication. Hyunjin met her gaze, his eyes betraying his feelings.

Y/n's eyes widened as she heard his confession. Her heart thumped in her chest as countless emotions flooded through her. Shock, surprise, and...something else, something that made her pulse race.

"Me?" she repeated, her voice a bit shaky.

Hyunjin nodded, his gaze never leaving her face. "Yes, you," he confirmed, his voice quiet but strong. "I realized recently, like really realized, that I have feelings for you. I've been so confused about how I feel, and I just kept thinking about you, and how it would feel to kiss you, and... Yeah. I really like you."

The room was silent for a moment as Y/n digested his confession. She had suspected that Hyunjin might have feelings for her, but hearing it out loud was something else. Her own feelings for him had grown over the years they had known each other, but she had kept it hidden, afraid to ruin their friendship.

"Hyunjin," she started, her voice a whisper. "I... I didn't know you felt that way."

Hyunjin swallowed, his heart beating so hard he could feel it in his throat. "I know I probably shouldn't have said anything," he began, his voice laced with hesitation, "but I couldn't keep it to myself any longer. I've been going crazy thinking about you. Feeling like I'm keeping this secret that's... that's eating me up inside."

Y/n looked at Hyunjin, seeing the earnestness in his eyes. She had never seen him look more vulnerable, more honest. The raw emotion on his face made her own feelings for him impossible to deny any longer.

"You don't have to be ashamed of how you feel," she said softly. "I... I've been feeling something too, I've just been too scared to say anything."

Hyunjin's eyes widened slightly, hope sparking to life within them. "You... you have feelings for me too?" he asked, hardly daring to believe her words.

Y/n nodded, a sheepish smile on her face. "I do," she confessed, her heart fluttering in her chest. "I have for a while now, but I was scared of jeopardizing our friendship. I didn't want to lose you."

Hyunjin felt a wave of relief wash over him, followed by a giddy happiness. "I've been feeling the same way," he told her, a wide grin spreading across his face. "I thought I was going crazy, trying to keep these feelings bottled up. But now... knowing you feel the same, it's like a weight has been lifted off me."

Y/n laughed softly, her eyes bright. "We've both been idiots, haven't we? Both liked each other but were too scared to say anything." Her smile faded slightly as she thought about something. "But what now?"

Hyunjin frowned slightly, thinking through the implications of their confession. "Now... now we just be honest with each other," he said, determination in his voice. "We stop pretending like we don't have these feelings and act on them. If we like each other, why not give it a shot?"

Y/n nodded a mixture of excitement and trepidation in her eyes. "You're right," she agreed softly. "No more hiding, no more pretending. We like each other, and we should at least try to see where this could go."

Hyunjin reached out and took her hand, his touch warm and reassuring. "I don't want to pressure you," he said, looking into her eyes. "This is a big step, and I want you to be sure about it. But I really want to explore this with you, if you do too."

Y/n smiled, her fingers intertwining with his. "I do," she answered, her voice steady and certain. "I want to see where this leads, and I trust you, Hyunjin. I want to explore this with you too."

Hyunjin felt like he was on top of the world. He had just told his best friend how he felt, and not only did she not reject him, she shared his feelings. He squeezed her hand gently, feeling the reality of it sink in.

"Alright, then it's settled," he said, a smile spreading across his face. "We're doing this. We're actually doing this."

Hello,

May I have a Peanut butter bar with Omija Tea on the side with BTS V.

Thank you!

Claiming What’s Mine

𝓒𝔀: 𝓢𝓶𝓾𝓽, 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓴, 𝓓𝓸𝓶! 𝓣𝓪𝓮𝓱𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓰, 𝓢𝓾𝓫! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1575

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 6 𝓶𝓲𝓷 12 𝓼𝓮𝓬

𝘗𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘳 - "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵." 𝘖𝘮𝘪𝘫𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘢 - 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯g

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The bedroom was dark, the only light coming from the moon seeping through the curtains. V and Y/n were tangled together, their limbs intertwined and their bodies pressed as close as possible. V's hands roamed over her soft skin, caressing every curve, every contour.

"You're so perfect," he murmured against her throat, his lips trailing soft kisses down to her collarbone. "I can't get enough of you."

Y/n let out a soft moan, her breath catching in her throat. "And you're insatiable," she teased, arching her back slightly as he continued his ministrations. "What am I going to do with you?"

V chuckled, his mouth ghosting over her breast. "You know you love it," he said, his voice low and seductive. "You love the fact that I can't keep my hands off you, that I want you all the time."

Y/n shivered, her body responding to every word he said. "You have a one-track mind, you know that?" she teased, trying to sound unimpressed but failing. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he continued his assault on her skin.

“You love it," he repeated, his hands roaming lower until they reached the curves of her hips. He pulled her closer, his body pressing against hers more firmly. "And you know what else I want?" he asked, his eyes meeting hers in the darkness.

Y/n's heart pounded against her chest, her body responding to his every movement. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice breathless.

V's lips curved into a wicked smile. "I want you pregnant," he said bluntly, his hands squeezing her hips. "I want to see you swollen with my child, carrying my baby inside you."

Y/n's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening. She wasn't expecting that answer, but the bluntness of his words sent a thrill through her. "You... you want that?"

V nodded, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her hip. "More than anything," he said, his voice low and intense. "I want to see you carrying my child, experiencing the miracle of life that we created together. I want to watch you grow and change, knowing it's because of me."

Y/n felt a rush of emotions, her mind spinning with the implications of his words. She was simultaneously surprised, excited, and a bit overwhelmed. "But... I mean, we're not even married yet," she pointed out, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

“Not yet, but we will be in a couple of months.” V playfully reminds Y/n while slowly grinding his hips into Y/n.

"Yeah, I know," Y/n mumbles in response, her breath catching as V continues to grind against her. She tries to focus on the conversation, but his body against hers is distracting. "But... getting pregnant, it's a huge step. Are you sure you're ready for that?"

“Listen, I’m ready for it but if you’re not then we can wait. But if you are ready then the only way this is ending is you getting pregnant.” V yells Y/n as he gives a bit of a harsher thrust against your clothed core.

Y/n's heart races as V grinds harder against her, the sensation making her mind go cloudy with desire. She tries to form coherent thoughts, but the feel of him against her makes her struggle to concentrate.

"I... I don't want to wait," she admits, her voice shaky. "I want that too, V. I want to have your baby."

V's eyes darken, his hold on her hips tightening at her words. "Yeah?" he murmurs, his lips curling into a smile. "You want to have my baby, is that right?"

Y/n nods, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. "Yes," she confirms, her voice a mere whisper. "I want to have your child, V. I want us to start a family together."

V feels a wave of possessiveness washes over him, the primal instincts within him awakening. He rolls on top of her, trapping her body with his. He grinds his hips down against her, his voice a low rumble when he speaks.

"Then it’s settled," he says, his eyes locking onto hers. "The only way this is ending is with you pregnant."

V starts to undress you. First pulling your shirt off, playing with your breasts over your bra before finally deciding to take the bra off. Then it’s your pants, he unbuttons them and quickly pulls your pants down.

Once the pants are finally off he kisses his way back up your thigh, switching between legs.

As V undresses her, Y/n's heart races, her body responding to his touch. Her skin feels electric as his lips trail up her thigh, and she shivers as his fingers brush against her stomach.

She watches him, her eyes darkened with lust, as he kisses his way up her body. Her hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, wanting more of him.

Once V gets to her core he places a kiss on your clothed core before taking your panties off.

Y/n's breath hitches as V kisses her through her panties, the touch sending a shiver down her spine. She lifts her hips slightly, making it easier for him to remove her panties. Once she's finally bare, she looks up at him, her eyes filled with desire. "V," she whispers, her voice filled with need. "Please, I need you. I need you now."

V looks down at her, his gaze burning with a mix of lust and tenderness. "You have me," he says, his voice rough with desire. "You have all of me, always."

He lowers himself onto her, his body pressed against hers, the heat between them palpable. "And I'm going to do everything I can to give you what you need," he murmurs, his lips trailing down her neck.

His hands wander over her body, touching, caressing, and exploring every inch of her. He trails his fingers down her sides, tracing the curve of her waist, before moving back up to her chest. His lips follow the same path as his hands, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers against her skin. “So goddamn beautiful.”

V moved back up to kiss you, and as he kissed you he started to prep you. He slowly entered a finger into you moving it back and forth until he felt like you could take a second finger. Once the second finger was added he started moving his fingers faster inside you.

Y/n gasps as V's fingers enter her, her breath catching in her throat. She kisses him back passionately, her body trembling with every movement of his fingers. She moans against his mouth, her hips moving instinctively, seeking more pleasure.

Holding her hips down, V slows his movements with his fingers before pulling them out of her. He leans back to unbutton his pants, pulling them off before climbing back on top of you.

“Are you ready?” V asks Y/n

Y/n's heart pounds in her chest, her body aching for him. "Yes," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I'm ready. I want you, V. I want you so badly."

With the confirmation V slowly starts to push himself into you. "You're so wet," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "So perfect, just for me.”

Y/n moans and wraps her hands around V’s shoulder, pulling him even closer to her.

V moans in response, the feeling of her against him driving him wild. He starts to move his hips, a slow, steady rhythm that has them both panting with need.

"You feel so good," he murmurs, burying his face in her neck. "So good, I don't think I'll ever be able to get enough of you."

Y/n holds onto him tightly, her limbs wrapping around him, pulling him closer as they move together. She kisses his shoulder, his neck, anywhere she can reach, her body arching against his. "V," she whispers, her voice filled with need. "Don't ever stop."

V's breath catches at her words, the sound of her voice making his heart race. He increases his pace, his movements becoming more urgent, more erratic.

"I won't," he promises, his voice guttural. "I won't stop until I've made you mine until you're carrying my child. I want you, all of you, always."

“Cum, cum for me Y/n. Please cum.” V says straining his voice. As he speeds up his thrusts he reaches down and starts rubbing your clit in a fast circular motion.

Y/n’s body tenses at the onslaught of sensations as she grips V’s biceps. V's arms flex under her hands and the feeling of her nails digging into his arms sends him over the edge.

He thrusts a few more times before stilling inside of you. After he stills inside you you finally cum around him moaning into his kiss.

“I can’t wait till you’re pregnant with my child,” V says after catching his breath.

Y/n's body trembles in the aftermath, her breath coming in harsh gasps. "Me neither," she whispers, holding V close. "I want to carry your child, V. I want us to start a family together."

V kisses her again, his lips hungry and possessive. "I'll make sure you get your wish," he promises, his voice filled with determination. "Because I won't rest until you're carrying my baby."