Theyre Caught Doing It (BTS Reaction)

They’re caught doing it (BTS Reaction)

Jungkook

He would be very angry. Very angry, indeed. He had figured since the dorm was empty, he could use this time to go down on you. All of the members were out and so he felt it was perfect. Now he’s barely even started when Jin barges in his room asking if he knew where his phone was. Jungkook would just glare at him until he’d scared him away.

“Lock the damn door!” He would shout as Jin cracks the door just enough to get his hand in and lock it.

J-hope

J-hope would just be shocked. He was in the middle of “eating” when the door was suddenly thrown open to reveal Namjoon. He immediately scurried out of the room, leaving you two frozen in shock. There was no erasing that memory. (Poor Namjoon)

“So, that just happened.” He’d say, trying to make a joke out of it.

Jimin

He would immediately try to cover him and yourself when Jungkook enters the room without knocking. There would be an awkward silence before Jungkook would rush out. Jimin would get all flustered and embarrassed afterward, not wanting to continue.

“I cannot believe that just happened.” Jimin would whine, burying his face in a pillow.

Suga

He’d see Taehyung enter the living room that you two were currently in and just stare blankly. His exact thoughts would be, ‘Well, fuck.’ He knew it was an accident waiting to happen, so he wasn’t too shocked when you both had actually gotten caught. You only have yourselves to blame.

“Welp, it was bound to happen.” He’d say, blank expression ever present on his face.

Jin

Upon the door being barged through by Hoseok, Jin would already be screaming. This would cause Hoseok to scream as well, scrambling out of the room. He would scream all the way down the hall. Jin would feel embarrassed, clutching his fastbeating heart, while you try to calm him.

“Why doesn’t anybody ever knock!” He’d shout, being pulled into a hug by you as you console him.

RM

Namjoon’s reaction would be similar to Jungkook’s. You two were in the privacy of his bedroom when Jimin just casually walked in. It would take him a while to notice you guys and when he does, he’d jump.

“We’re a little bit busy here, if you don’t mind.” He’d say, and with that, Jimin would get the picture and leave.

V

There would be an awkward moment of silence when Yoongi accidentally walked in on you two. Yoongi would just stare at him, the atmosphere would be very uncomfortable. After seeing that Yoongi was still there, Taehyung decides to say something.

“Get out.” He’d say, plain and simply, and Yoongi would try to get out of there as fast as he can, tripping over himself a little.

𝑶𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉🕊

⇾𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠: 2190

⇾𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: BTS!V x Reader (feat. RM & Suga)

⇾𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff, angst, fantasy

⇾𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: mentions of racism, suicide

⇾𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: Your life seemed so meaningless and worthless to you. You seemed to be hit with hardship after hardship. So, in an effort to end your pain, you take your life. You just wanted it to all be over. Little do you know that when you jumped, you’d fallen into a new world. Or that in this new world, you would be the key to finally bringing its recipients together.

My mother used to say I was as pure as a dove. I was always so loving and helpful. I always smiled and made others smile. I was a treat to the world, the sweetest little girl anyone could ever ask for... I wonder what changed?

So much has happened since I was a child. My parent’s divorced and it took a toll on me. I hung out with the wrong crowd for a while. I did a lot of things I’m not proud of. But who can blame me? I didn’t choose for things to be like this. I just accepted that my life is trash and I am as well. Why else would everyone leave me like they did? If I was so special, they would’ve stayed by my side when things got tough. But who am I kidding? This is the real world and I need to stop wishing someone would come to my rescue.

Sometimes, I wonder what my younger self would say if she could see how I turned out. Little me would be so disappointed. I’ve really let her down. She deserved the world, but I ruined her. The saying goes, “Life is unfair.” But, really, life is a sadistic little bitch that enjoys the suffering of its victims. In fact, life has taken every chance to shit on me. It’s so hard to keep my head up when I keep getting knocked down.

So I find myself looking over the city, from its highest point. The rain is pouring down on me as the hurricane winds threaten to blow me away. My feet are bare against the rough concrete and my hair has been let free of its constricting ponytail. I’m wearing a plain white dress that flows at my feet.

My tears are masked by the rain as I step up to the edge of the building, of my life, of me. I am so close that my toes can curl off it. The wind dares me to jump and I’m very tempted to oblige. Something about this storm just feels like it’s calling to me. Like there is something better for me if I just take a step foreward.

Thinking about everything that’s happened to me in my life, I spread my arms out as if to hug someone. As I lean past the point of no return, the storm begins to clear up. I see the heavens open up and the warmth of the sun shines over me. This is it, the eye of the storm. What a beautiful way to go. I can finally be free. I gaze up at the sky as I fall ever so gracefully and my stomach churns as I plummet. I find myself at peace as I close my eyes, letting my fate claim me.

V

“V, get your ass up and go hunt. It’s almost dark.” RM tells me. I groan, sitting up from my bed. I was jerked from my sleep by him kicking my bed frame. I give him a scowl as I wipe the sleepiness from my eyes. “Don’t give me that look, you haven’t gone hunting at all this week and Jin and I work bust our asses just so we can survive out here. Stop being lazy and go get us some food.” 

I get up, rolling my eyes, and head for the door. I grab my hunting talons and put them on, fastening the metal claws tightly around my hands. As I walk out of the door, I pass by Jin, who’s just come back from working at The Harvest. It’s basically charity that’s meant to help those in need. It would really help if the food actually made it to them instead of being sent straight to those pompous bastards in the Capital. Behind me, I hear his and RM’s conversation.

“How much did you get?” RM asks.

“Enough to last us maybe a week. Right now, hunting’s our best bet.” Jin replies and they both look to me.

“Guys, I’ll find something, don’t worry,” I assure them. I leave the house before they can say anything else to me. My eyes adjust to the outdoors and my wings spread out. I bend down and dig my talons into the ground, gripping for support. I take flight, causing the leaves on the ground to fly all around.

Once I’m at a decent height, I begin to soar. The skies are golden and set a calming mood all around. I take a deep breath, taking in the scent left after the rain, and spread my arms out. The breeze feels amazing on my face. I close my eyes, indulging in this moment. A feeling of uneasiness rushes over me and I glide to the right quickly. I’d just dodged a rock. I look up and see a couple of teenage eagles flying above me.

“Go back to hell where you came from, Raven!” One of them shouts. I turn around and glare at them, curling my claws. Their eyes widen and they dart away. I roll my eyes. ‘Stupid teens.’ I think to myself. I turn back to my hunting, but I’m distracted by something in the sky.

It’s a girl, a dove it looks like, falling from the sky. Her hair is long and black and she wears a white dress. Her wings curl around her as if to protect her, but she appears to be unconscious. I’m mesmerized by her gracefulness, but I’m snapped out of it when she falls past me and I realize that she’s not going to let up anytime soon. 

I close my wings around myself, falling into a dive and stretching out my arms in front of me. Time seems to slow as I race to catch her. Her arms seem to reach for the sky as she plunges towards the ground. I grab onto them and begin to flap.

She’s heavy, a lot more heavy than I thought she’d be. This causes me to put in a little bit more effort. I realize that my talons are cutting her a little bit, but I don’t let go. I’d rather her have a few measly scratches than a crumpled corpse.

I lower her to the ground and lay her on her back. She’s fast asleep and looks so at peace. As if she doesn’t know that she almost just died. I check her pulse to make sure that she’s actually alive. I check her for any wounds, besides the ones I gave her. She groans when I touch the back of her head. She has a knot.

“Shit, what do I do? This isn’t gonna look good.” I tell myself. I know if someone were to see us, they’d immediately think that I attacked her. All my life I’ve had to tread carefully since ravens are seen as evil. Some of the evilest people in the world have been ravens, giving the rest of us a bad reputation. I can only imagine what would happen if someone were to find me here with this dove.

After a few minutes of debating with myself, I find myself carrying her back to my home. I trudge through the forest, refraining from flying. I’d be caught instantly if I were seen in the skies with a dove on my back. Every so often she groans a little or shifts and I have to make sure that she doesn’t fall. She looks as innocent and pure like all doves do. I envy her privilege of being such an elite breed.

I make it back to my house and go in. Suga is sitting at the table, drinking some nectar and RM is nowhere to be found. I make eye contact with Suga and his eyes go wide when he sees the woman on my back.

“Suga, before you say anything, let me expl-” I’m cut off.

“Who the hell is this?! Why the fuck do you have a dove on your back!?” He shouts at me. 

“I saved her, she was unconscious and falling, I had to do something.” I explain.

“And that something was to bring her here?” His shouting brings RM out from another room.

“Sug, could you quite down? Some people are tryna get some... sleep.” RM trails off when he sees the girl. “What the hell is this?”

“Guys! I know this looks bad, but she’s helpless right now and all alone. She needs us right now.” I say, walking over to lay her on my bed. Suga and RM follow me.

“Why does she need our help specifically?” RM asks.

“I was the only one around. I just saved her from her death and she’s unconscious. Let’s just wait until she wakes up and go from there, okay?” I ask. They both look reluctant but sigh, giving up.

“Alright, but if anything happens, it’s on you.” Suga grumbles, walking out of the room. I take off my talons and place them on my night stand. RM just watches me. 

“Are you trying to prove something?” He asks me. I grab ointment and bandages and begin to tend to her wounds.

“And what would I be trying to prove, RM?” I respond, not looking up from my task.

“You’re trying to prove that you’re not as bad as Raven’s are known for. I get it, you’re a Raven and a lot of people don’t like you because of that. But you’ve got to think of the consequences when it comes to things like these. When she wakes up, what do you think is gonna happen? You think she’ll just be oh so grateful that you saved her? What will she think when she sees you’re a raven?” He questions as I grab an ice pack, placing it under her head.

“Listen, I understand how this can affect me and how it can affect us. If anything happens, I will gladly take full responsibility. But right now, I need to help her. I know you sent me out to hunt, but this is what I found. And I don’t intend on abandoning her when she’s obviously not well.” I tell him.

“You don’t have to make such an effort to prove to people that you are good. If they can’t see it, then who cares?” 

“That easy for you to say, you’re a falcon. But as a raven, I have to go the extra mile or else I won’t make it. That’s just how it is. But even though I have to live like that, I’m not so blinded by status that I would save this girl only to boost my own. I’m not shallow like that, I’m just using common sense. Yes, I know I can get sent to jail because it will seem as if I, allegedly, attacked her, but I couldn’t just leave her out in the forest when it was getting dark. Who knows what would have happened to her. Just let her stay until she wakes up and I’ll explain everything to her.” I suggest. RM groans and rubs his temples.

“Fine. One night, alright?” 

“One night,” I repeat back, smiling. I place a blanket over the girls sleeping form and we both leave the room.

“You’ve gotta take the couch tonight, I guess. Don’t even think about tryna get in bed with me.” RM says, narrowing his eyes.

“What, you don’t want to cuddle with me?” I ask, jokingly. He rolls his eyes at me and goes to his room. I make myself comfortable in the living room with an extra blanket and pillow. However, no matter how hard I try, sleep won’t claim me. So I stare at the ceiling for what seems like forever.

Y/N

There’s a throbbing in my head and everything is so blurry. I squint through the fuzziness and find that I’m staring at a white ceiling. I shift and feel something soft against my body. They look like... feathers? I rub my eyes and sit up. The feathers move with me. No, they’re wings. ‘What the hell?’ I think to myself. I stand up and stretch them. They’re very wide, but they don’t weigh anything. Then it hits me. The last thing I remember is me jumping off of a building. I’m dead, I have wings now, so that must mean that I’m an angel. 

‘Does that mean that I’m in heaven?’ I ask myself. Just then, the door opens and I see a man standing there. He has wings just like me, but they’re pitch black.

“Good, you’re awake.” He says, placing a cup of water on the nightstand. “Who are you? Are you an angel, too?” I inquire and he raises his eyebrow at me.

“An angel? I think you might have hit your head too hard. Where do you think you are?” He asks me.

“Heaven, of course,” I reply. He looks as if he’s holding back the urge to laugh.

“Yeah, we’re nowhere near heaven.” He tells me. I feel my heart drop.

“Wait, so does that mean...” I trail off, hinting at the opposite of the place I’d hoped to be. He realizes what I’m asking and shakes his head.

“We’re not in Hell either. We’re both alive and in the real world.” He explains.

“Then why do I have these white wings?”

“Uh, because you’re a dove.” He looks at me as if I’m stupid, which I don’t feel far from it.

“Then what are you?” I ask.

“A raven. You aren’t from around here, are you?” He questions. I shake my head.

“I don’t even know what here is,” I tell him.

“We’re in the Grand Okapi Woods, the Northern sector.” He informs me.

“What? How did I get here? Where’s Busan?”

“Bu-san?” He looks confused.

“That’s where I’m from,” I explain.

“There’s no Busan here, just Okapi Woods.” I begin to hyperventilate. What is going on? Why do I have wings? Why am I not dead? 

“Where the hell am I!?” I shout.

They find your little notes (Exo Reaction)

Baekhyun

While rummaging through his bag for his clothes, he saw something peculiar. Something that wasn’t there when he’d packed it. He saw a small container of tteokbokki with a note attached to it. He picked it up and opened it. It read, “I know you don’t like hot foods, but this can really spice up your life.” There was a winky face drawn next to it.

Baekhyun gulps as he looks to the tteokbokki. ‘For Y/N.’ He thought to himself as he opened the container and took one out. He took a minimal bite, expecting his taste buds to sear in pain. Although that didn’t happen. In fact, they were quite mild. He looked at the note in confusion, turning it around. “Sike, I know you’re too sensitive to eat anything spicy. Enjoy!” It said with a kissy face.

He couldn’t help but laugh at this little prank. He knew only you’d do something like this.

D.O.

Kyungsoo was ready for the next few hours of practice but was already panting from the warmup. He’d decided to grab some water for himself. However, while he was drinking, he saw something weird through the water. It looked like something was written on the inside of the wrapper of the water bottle. Pulling the wrapper off, he read the little note. It said, “I see you’re thirsty, but sadly I can’t be there to quench it. So, drink up!”

He noticed a little tiny drawing that looked like a chibi version of you. He blushed at how cute and creative you could be. He found this super adorable.

Chen

You were always asleep when he left and he never woke you. He didn’t want to disturb you. So it came as a surprise when he found a note in his practice bag. He opened it and saw a drawing of a rose. The words read, “Roses are red, but sometimes they’re thorny. When you’re gone all day, I get really...” it trailed off and he turned to the back of the card, blushing at what he anticipated it to say. He was taken aback when he read it.

“...Corny. I know what you were thinking, shame on you. You should get back to practice instead of thinking dirty thoughts.” He laughed loudly and put the letter away. He made a mental note to get payback when he got home.

Sehun

Sehun was one of the more dedicated dancers in the groups. He’d practice so much that, sometimes, he wouldn’t get time to spend with you. Whenever you would find him, he’d be practicing and it would be close to impossible to stop him. So you decided to give him a little gift, to show him how you felt.

He was in the bathroom at the studio, changing into his practice clothes, when he noticed something at the bottom of his bag. It was a lollipop with a note tied to it. “I know you love lollipops, I also know you’re not supposed to eat sweets. You can’t have your lollipop if I can’t have mine.” It said. There was a little red devil doodled on the side. He laughed at your actions of revenge and put the candy back.

Suho

You’d often see Junmyeon looking very stressed. Being the leader of Exo, he had most of the spotlight. He was their example and he had to be responsible. Whenever one of the members have a problem, they go to him for help and he can never say no. You love that he has such a good heart and he loves to help others, but he needed to think of himself every once and a while. Whenever you would see him in a super stressed mood, you would hide a container of his favorite sushi and a motivational quote in his bag.

It would always make his day. Being someone who has to basically take care of his group, it felt nice for him to be cared for and thought of. He loved how you would always be there to relieve him of any stresses he had.

Kai

(Look at dis shy baby)

It was Jongin’s first time back at practice ever since he’d injured his ankle. He’d been so upset that he couldn’t dance and you saw his eyes burn with a passion to move. He was very limited, but once that cast came off, he was the happiest guy in the world. He proudly walked into the practice room and reached into his bag.

He pulled out his shoes and found a folded piece of paper inside. He unfolded it and read it. “Break a leg, Jongin-ah! Although this time, just go along with the metaphor, not everything needs to be taken seriously. Hehe~” He smiles at this, giggling at your joke. He had a feeling this was coming, you’d never pass up a joke like that.

Xiumin

Lately, Minseok has been getting some criticism about his weight and was feeling a bit insecure. He was such a people pleaser that he’d sacrifice his own happiness for theirs. It broke your heart to see him bending over backward for them. You wanted him to feel comfortable inside his own body and not change for anyone but himself. He was perfect the way he was and you wanted him to know that.

As he arrived at the studio, he received a text from you. “Hai, Min-min! I don’t know if you’re practicing right now and I know they take your phones during practice, but hopefully, you get this before then. I know you are working hard to lose weight and whatnot, but I want you to know that you can’t let those fans destroy you. I love your spirit and I don’t want it to be broken. Your heart is golden and you can’t let a few hate comments dim it. I love you so much, so don’t be too hard on yourself, I hate seeing you upset. Have a good day and be safe, Min-min!❤️”

He couldn’t help but blush at this, his heart fluttered. Your words gave him a happiness he didn’t know he could have and it showed.

Chanyeol

Most people thought of Chanyeol as intimidating and mature. They didn’t know the real Park Chanyeol. In reality, he was a giant teddy bear. He’d get shy it the tiniest things and always gets flustered. You found it cute. He was the polar opposite of what people would expect. That’s why you’d always try to find new ways to make him blush. He was tearing through his bag, looking for his other sock when a note fell out.

“So I was at home the other day and I walked past a pile of clothes, I immediately thought, ‘don’t worry laundry, nobodies doing me, either.’ I figure we should change that tonight.” It read. Chanyeol gave his usual reaction. He couldn’t stop thinking about that note all through practice and even got scolded. He didn’t care, though. He knew he was in for a treat tonight.

Lay

Yixing was such a goofball, but he was also a sweetheart. He would always leave you cute gifts and notes around the house for you to find. You loved them, but you weren’t really one to do things like that in return. That’s why it came to him as a surprise when he’d found one in the front pocket of his bag. He picked it up and read it.

“Stop being so freaking attractive. I have work to do but instead, I’m over here daydreaming about you. Stop distracting me.” His laughs were heard throughout the studio and he quickly showed the others.

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝐴 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜? (𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝐿𝑎𝑢)

𝑇𝑦𝑝𝑒: 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝐿𝑎𝑢 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝑗𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑠𝑘 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓.

𝐴/𝑁: 𝐻𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑜𝑜𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒. 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦!

𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝐼’𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔~

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠~

𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙~

Music rings through the halls of the house. It was Henry, doing what he does best. His music flows from his soul and into any instrument he plays. It was always beautiful to hear. I see how every moment he spends in the room of music, is a moment spent in heaven for him. I’ve never quite understood his passion, but I love watching it in action.

I walk down the hall in the direction of the melody, my bare feet smacking the cold floor. I curl my toes, wishing I’d put on my slippers. The sound of Henry’s voice gets louder as I approach. As I listen, I realize that he’s singing It’s You, it’s one of my favorite songs of his. He doesn’t notice me as I walk up to the other opposite side of the piano. He often plays with his eyes closed.

“Tryna hold back, you oughtta know that you’re the one that’s on my mind.” He sings, scrunching his face a bit. “I’m falling too fast. Deeply in love. Finding the magic in the colors of you.

Every since I’d started dating him, he’d taught me how to sing. I wasn’t very good before, but he taught me certain techniques and skills. He even taught me how to harmonize. Which is exactly what I begin doing as he continues singing.

“𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔.”

He looks at me, but doesn’t falter from playing. He smiles as he sings. I smile back, resting my chin on my hands as he continues before I jump back in.

𝑅𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑢.

I stop singing and Henry looks at me with the most loving eyes. He appears to be singing to me now. I blush, smiling at him. His voice has always captivated me, but so did watching him play. The way he handled the piano so carefully. He didn’t bang on the keys, but rather bounced from one chord to another with grace.

The amount of passion that Henry puts into his music is incredible. It’s one of the things I love about him. I envy his skill with instruments, because I was never able to pick it up as a child, but it’s heartwarming to watch him.

As he finishes his song, he gets up and gives me a big hug.

“You’re getting so good.” He says, picking me up.

“I learned from the best.” I smile at him. “Can you teach me this? It’s so pretty. If not it’s okay, I’m just not really good at playing piano.” I admit.

“Of course I’ll teach you!” He says excitedly. He motions for me to sit down and he stands behind me. I put my fingers on the keys, ready for instruction.

“So first, you’re going to press the notes, G A B A G, with your right hand? And on the second A, you’ll press B with your left.” He tells me. I hover my fingers over the keys and then look at him.

“Uh, where are they?” I ask sheepishly.

“Oh, right." He laughs, playing the notes for me. I copy them slowly, trying to remember which ones he played. He waits patiently as I try to get used to the keys. When I finally get it down, he guides me through the song.

“But since this part is the climax of a song, you’re going to add a crescendo to make the song more heartfelt.” He explains as I stare at him blankly.

“What’s a crescendo?” I ask, when he shows no sign of explaining.

“Oh, yeah, a crescendo is where you start the part of the song off softly and then gradually get louder. Like turning up a dial.” He demonstrates for me. “Got it?”

“I think so... I get that I have no business playing the piano.” I laugh.

“Aw, come on, babe. Let’s just continue, we’re almost finished.” Henry pleads. I let out an exaggerated sigh and nod.

“Alright, what’s next?” I ask, as he continues to teach me.

Chae Hyungwon + #6:

“Let me kiss you!”

(Y/N is 5′1)

Sometimes, living with a tall person like Hyungwon makes things a bit difficult. He and I would split up the chores, I clean the floors and cook and he washes dishes and counters. The only problem is that he tends to put things on the top shelf. And to top it all off, I’m about a foot shorter than he is. Because of this, he often grabs things for me that are too high. I hate that I’m so short, but for some reason, he finds this extremely cute.

We’ve just had a deep clean and rearrangement of the apartment and I’m getting ready to cook dinner. I grab some beef from the freezer and put some rice in the rice cooker. Hyungwon is asleep after cleaning so much and because he’s a sleepyhead, so I thought I’d get a head start on dinner. While I thaw the meat, I chop some vegetables.

Once I’ve got everything cooking, I realize that I’ve forgotten to grab spices. I open the spice cabinet, only to find that the spices that I need are at the very top. I huff in frustration. He always does this.

“Freaking Hyungwon,” I say to myself as I begin climbing onto the counter. As I start to lift myself up, a sleepy Hyungwon walks into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

“What are you doing?” He asks with a yawn. I roll my eyes at him.

“Trying to get some spices that someone put on the top shelf,” I answer, struggling to keep my balance.

“Do you want my help? I can just reach up and grab it for you.” He offers.

“No. I don’t need help, I can do it.” I say stubbornly. I wobble and lose my balance, feeling myself leaning back. I gasp and try to grab onto the cabinet. As I give my best attempt at balance, I’m stabilized by Hyungwon holding my legs. He pushes me toward the cabinet and raises his eyebrows at me.

“You don’t need my help?” He taunts with a smirk. I pout at him, turning back to the cabinet and grabbing the spices that I need. I find my way down and stick my tongue out at him in a childish way.

“Just ‘cuz I’m small doesn’t mean I can't reach high things,” I say, seasoning the food and putting it in the pot. I’ve decided on making a pot roast and once Hyungwon realizes, his eyes light up.

“You’re making pot roast? You’re the best, Y/N!” He smiles childishly. I smile back, walking up to him.

“I know, that’s why you love me,” I reply, leaning up to kiss him. Although, instead of leaning down to meet me, he tilts his head upward. “Yah! What are you doing?”

“You said just because you’re small doesn’t mean you can’t reach things, so I’ll let you get up here yourself,” Hyungwon says with a smirk. I scowl at him, standing on my tippy toes and trying to kiss him. I try jumping, to no effect. 

“Ughhh, let me kiss you!” I pout, wrapping my arms around his neck. He keeps his head tilted back, laughing to himself. I jump up and wrap my legs around his waist, holding myself up when he refuses to. I try to tilt his head down to me but he keeps holding it back.

“You’re such a pain!” I say, giving up. Hyungwon giggles and holds me up when I try to get down. He leans down and kisses me passionately. I wrap my arms tighter around his neck and deepen the kiss. He sets me on the counter, hands running up my back. My fingers find themselves entangled in his hair.

When we pull away, Hyungwon smirks down at me.

“You don’t need my help?” He asks, tauntingly. I pout at him and look away.

“Maybe I do,” I admit under my breath.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t quite hear you. Could you say that louder?” Hyungwon asks. I scowl at him and smack his lips, pushing him away from me.

“Yah, why’d you do that?” He asked, rubbing his lips. I got off the counter.

“I need to finish cooking, can you help me and set up the table?” I ask, putting on a cute face. He narrows his eyes at me but does what he’s told. I smile to myself, knowing that, in the end, I still won.

A/N: So when I got this request, I kind of assumed that it was from my first drabble list, because of the context. So if anyone was confused, I wrote this based off of #6 on my first drabble list.

Blind Miracle

Type: Fluff

Pairing: Exo!Chen x Reader

Summary: Turns out blind dates are so much harder than they seem. You find that out when meeting up with someone very unexpected

A/N: I’ve been gone for a while, but here’s a little something to warm your hearts on Christmas. I hope you guys like it. Merry Christmas!

Word Count: 1,252

4:53 pm

Agh! I’m so late! How could I be so stupid as to overlook the time like this? I was supposed to be there at 4:30! Not to mention, my phone died. I rush through the snowy streets, doing my best to not slip on any ice. I blink snowflakes off my eyelashes as I hurry to my destination. Why are the streets so crowded? I find myself having to weave between people on the sidewalk and bumping a few.

I breath a sigh of relief once I reach the destination. I’m here for a blind date and we decided on a café for lunch. I walk in, shaking the snow off my jacket as I remove it. The place is packed, but there’s one table that only as one person sitting alone. Thank God, I thought he would’ve left. He’s got a book in front of him, as well as a steaming cup of coffee. 

He looks up from his book and we make eye contact. My heart jumps. I smile and wave at him, walking towards him. He waves back, eyes a little wide as his returns the smile. I set my jacket on the back of the seat and sit down.

“Hi, sorry I’m so late. I completely lost track of time. And I was going to call, but my phone died and I couldn’t tell you I was gonna be late.” I ramble as I settle in. I set my purse to the side and quickly plug my phone in to one of the outlets to charge while we’re here. I look back at him apologetically, hoping he’s not upset. He shakes his head.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” He replies. I could tell that he was examining me as soon a I sat down. I blush a little as he holds my gaze.

“Ah- You already ordered.” I say, pointing to his coffee.

“Huh? Oh, yeah.” He chuckles nervously. I smile at him.

“It’s completely fine, I was the one who was late and I would’ve been more upset if you’d have waited for me. You look really good, by the way.” I compliment him. He smiles and looks off the the side, trying to hide his bashfulness.

“You look nice, too.” My smile grows wider at his words.

“Thank you! Soo, what’s that you’re reading?” I ask him, gesturing towards the book.

“Oh, this? It’s a book about a man who found out that his brother is going to try and kill him so he can use his life insurance money. It’s really suspenseful. I like a book that can keep me on edge.” He says, a smile playing on his face. I smile back, leaning towards him a bit as he speaks. As we talk, a server comes over.

“Hello, I’m sorry for the wait. Is everything okay here? Do you want to order a drink or any refills?” She asks. She looks spent. It’s apparent in her tone that she’s annoyed and just wants to be out of here.

“I’ll have a hot chocolate, please.” I say as she writes down my order. She huffs and walks away, quickly.

“She doesn’t look like she’s having a good time.” He jokes. I giggle a little.

“She’s trying. I can tell. Most other servers have a snappy attitude and don’t put a lot of effort into their job. But she still kept her polite attitude, even if her cheeriness was a little on the downside. She’s doing a good job, given the circumstances.” I explain with a light smile on my face.

“Wow, you got all that from a few seconds of talking to her?” He questions. I nod.

“I used to be a server when I was in high school. I know a few things.” I giggle.

“That’s good, it sounds like a good experience.” He replies.

“Yeah, it really was.” It takes a few minutes for my hot chocolate to get here. I thank and tip the server, smiling as I take in the scent of chocolaty goodness.

“So, why hot chocolate instead of coffee?” He asks as I take a sip of my drink.

“Well, it is almost Christmas, so it’s in season. And also, I love it. It makes me feel like a child again.” I say, smiling to myself. He snickers a little as I take another sip.

“What’s so funny, huh?” I inquire smirking as I roll my eyes. 

“Oh, it’s nothing.” He responds, obviously lying. I narrow my eyes at him, but go back to drinking my hot chocolate. Once I finish, I place my cup down and sigh, smiling contently. He laughs again.

“Alright, what is it?” I ask again, sternly this time. 

“It’s just that... you have some whipped cream on your face.” He informs me. I blush, moving to wipe my mouth with my sleeve, but he stops me.

“Here, use this. It’s much better.” He chuckles, passing me a napkin. I laugh nervously, accepting the napkin and wiping the whipped cream away.

“Thank you.” I giggle. We really seem to hit it off. We talk for about an hour, until we decide to leave and walk around a little. The sun is beginning to set and we’re walking side-by-side, shoulders bumping each other. While we’re walking I feel my phone buzz in my purse. We stop for a moment so that I can read the message and I see I have 12 missed messages from an hour and a half ago.

Park Chanyeol

4:31 pm - Hey, I’m here, where are you?

4:40 pm - Um? Are you coming???

4:46 pm - Hello?

4:50 pm - I’m leaving. Maybe another time...

My eyes grow wide as I read the texts. I look up nervously at the man I’ve been on this date with. He looks back at me with a calm look and a soft smile.

“What’s up?” He asks me.

“Um, I’m sorry, I should’ve asked when I first arrived. But, um, is your name, by chance, Park Chanyeol?” He looks utterly confused at the question and shakes his head.

“No, my name is Kim Jongdae.” He replies.

“Ah, you must’ve thought I was crazy for just sitting down at your table like that. You should’ve said something, I feel so bad now.” I say, placing my face in my hands.

“Well, I definitely thought it was odd that you randomly sat at my table, but I believe everything happens for a reason. Consider it a Christmas Miracle.” He chuckles. “So don’t feel bad, you still had a good time, I hope?”

“Yes, of course I had a great time with you. I’m just sorry for this misunderstanding. I was supposed to be on a blind date with this guy my friend set me up with, but I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t the nicest date I’ve had in a while. Even if you are just some random guy who’s table I sat at.” I smile up at him.

“So, I didn’t catch your name.” He tells me, waiting for my response.

“Oh! I’m sorry. Let me properly introduce myself. I’m L/N Y/N. Nice to meet you.” I say, extending my hand to him. He shakes it and gives me a warm smile.

“Nice to meet you too~”