This Might Be The Most Cutest And Heart Breaking Zbi Imagine I've Ever Read.

this might be the most cutest and heart breaking zbi imagine i've ever read.

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the way he loves | sung hanbin

genre: a little angst, mostly fluff, comfort

pairing: reader (gn) x sung hanbin

about/tags: hanbin has no time for himself and is exhausted. though reader is worried about him, hanbin fears reader will leave him (1.1k words)

hanbin is overworked and spread too thin, yujin matthew and hao are mentioned, sleepy boy hanbin, he's doing his best for everyone 100%, y/n is just worried for him

“You need to stop doing that to yourself, Hanbin”

Hanbin looks up at you, confused. His eyebrows slightly knit together and he tilts his head to the side, as if questioning what exactly you mean. 

To be fair, you did bring it up out of the blue. You couldn’t help it though, he just looks so exhausted. Without any makeup, you can clearly see his dark undereyes, and his skin has gotten so much paler. His eyes are slightly red too, you presume from rubbing it to stay awake. Albeit the obviousness of sleep deprivation, he still showed up to your date today. 

You can tell he’s trying so hard for you. With that, you let out a deep sigh – hand extending across the table to get ahold of his. 

“I’m worried for you Hanbin-ah, I think you’re overworking yourself”

Taking your hand, he softly smiles at you. He brings the back of your hand to his lips, kissing it gently before saying  “Thank you for worrying about me, love. But I’m okay.” 

The vibrancy of his smile, while still plastered on his face, isn’t really there. But Hanbin changed the topic, and you let it go. You listened to him as he told you about the new choreography they’ve been learning and how they’re flying to Japan soon. He tells you that he’s been practicing his Japanese to communicate with fans more. 

Hanbin has always been the kind of person to always put other people before himself. It’s the way he loves. He’s never been the type to be burdened to help another person, it just comes so innately with him. Truthfully, it’s why you fell in love with him in the first place. To be loved by the most selfless person on the planet is something you were grateful for everyday.

Little by little, you start to understand how Hanbin got himself to this position. When they moved in at the dorms, he spent his nights helping Yujin with his homework after practice. You learned from Hao that Hanbin has been helping him with his Korean as well. On top of that, Hanbin has still been showing up to school, attending classes left and right. Yesterday, when he visited his mom at the café, he even picked up a few shifts in the kitchen for a part-timer that didn’t show up that day. And right now, he was carving out time for you when he could be resting.

You spend the next few days distancing yourself a little so that he has more time to himself. You don’t communicate this with him, because you know he’ll continue to insist that everything is fine. 

When you don’t respond to his texts with your usual energy, or stop making plans with him on the weekends, Hanbin genuinely starts to think he’s losing you. He feels like he’s grasping at straws when he invites you to come over at the dorm to watch a movie with him. He’s scared you’ll say no.

But you agreed mainly because you miss him, and you felt kinda guilty for icing him out like that. You rationalized that you would both just be at arm's length from a bed or a couch anyway. So when you arrive at the dorm for your movie date and find him peacefully asleep on his bed, you let him sleep. You patted his head, and tucked his blanket tighter against his body before turning off the lights in his room. 

When Hanbin wakes up, he thinks he messed up.

He looks around the room and wonders how he got there. Checking the time, it’s been 4 hours since he’s invited you over. He frustratingly puts his face in his hands, hating himself for falling asleep. 

He hears voices coming from the living room. Slowly following the sound, he finds both you and Matthew laughing at some Hollywood romcom he hasn’t seen before. There’s popcorn and beer laid out on the floor where you're both seated, and an array of pillows and blankets.

It looks like they’ve been at it for hours, Hanbin thinks to himself. It’s Matthew that notices him standing there first.

“Oh hyung, you’re awake!”

Even though he  says it excitingly, Hanbin can’t help but take it as a dig. You’re smiling at Hanbin and gesturing to him to sit down next to you, but he doesn’t notice. He’s too in over his head, thinking that he fucked up and thus easily replaceable. 

He needs water to clear his head. So he doesn’t respond and just walks to the kitchen. Confused, you get up to follow him.

Hanbin is opening the fridge when you wrap your arms around his waist, head resting in the middle of his back. He stands there and feels your embrace, placing his hands atop of yours as he lets out a deep sigh. Fridge door long forgotten, he says sorry first. 

“Sorry I fell asleep love, I didn’t mean to”. He sounds defeated. His head is hanging low, and he doesn’t turn around to face you, fearing your reaction. You simply hug him tighter and press a small kiss on his back, making sure he feels loved. 

“I didn’t wanna wake you, don’t beat yourself up over it”

Arms still holding him, you crane your neck to the side to see his face. He’s looking down at the floor and biting his lip, as if punishing himself. You use your left hand to force him to look at you instead. 

His eyes are searching yours, as if trying to read you. He looks anxious, as if his next words were crucial. 

“Don’t leave me, Y/N” 

His voice cracks at the slightest, and your heart breaks. Your eyes soften and you run your hand through the back of his head, gently stroking against his scalp. 

“I’m not leaving you silly, I love you too much”

He just gently nods repeatedly, relieved to hear you say that. This time, he engulfs you quickly into his arms, head resting atop yours. You can hear his heartbeat as you rest your ear to his chest. When it slows down, you ask him what he wants to eat for dinner.

You look up at him and he presses a chaste kiss to your nose. It tickles and you can’t help but smile widely at him. His arms are still resting at your waist when he responds.

“Anything you want, love.”

Even in moments like these, he simply yields to what you want. You nod at his response and decide to order his favorite food. You’ll have to have another conversation with him about prioritizing himself for once, but right now, you gladly do it for him.  

He cups his hands on either side of your jaw and brings you to a kiss. Only then, he finally smiles. 

A/N: This one is more fluffy and longer than I thought it would be. Thank you to the person who requested!

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heeseung would definitely be the type that always wished someone would send him flowers— not just two or three flowers in tangled in paper; in his most beautiful wish, it's a big bouquet with a lot of flowers and color sent with a carrd and loving words. therefore, he'd be on cloud nine when he'd receive flowers and the fact that it's given by a goddess among men, would make him even happier. in a way that cannot be described.

jongseong would find it extremely cute, he'd love this kind of sweet attention— to be frank, he is the one to most likely to do that sort of things, he'd to that more often because that is just the way he shows love. he'd be taken aback at first, but his heart would melt soon after and he'd turn into a sort of competition between the two of you; he'd send you flowers the next week and you'd the same, over and over, it'd eventually become a habit.

jaeyun wouldn't keep his excitement for himself, although he never thought of getting flowers from any girls ever but, when you'd do it he'd be beyond happy. he'd have to contain himself from jumping up and down with flow of exhilaration flooding his entire body. knowing him, he'd blabber about it for hours to the members; “look at what she got me guys” “i looked it up and tulips mean..”

sunghoon would call you almost immediately, “babe i think someone send me flowers and—” “sunghoon, who do you think they are from, really?” “oh” he'd be baffled to the maximum, never in his life he ever thought of getting flowers from anybody, ever, even less from his own girlfriend. whiplashed by the revelation and realization, he'd start smiling— fangs out and all, for the whole day. it'd come to a level where his cheeks hurt.

seonwoo would feel his heart throb in pure joy, he loves, adores even, getting gift and little attentions like that, especially when it comes from you— and, i think, he loves to give gifts to you a lot too, so it makes him even more happy because that means he'd have an excuse give one to you. he'd keep the flowers in beautiful vase that he'd have bought especially for that.

jungwon would squeal with delight, a big smile that reveals his dimples perfectly drawing on his cute eyes, going along with the pure adoration in his eyes, oh so well. ‘she must really, really love me..’ he'd tell to himself— which is true. he'd call you almost instinctively, “are you flirting with me?” he'd ask you immediately after hearing your breath. you'd play along, of course, “me? always..”

riki would, for sure, be the happiest man on the planet and wouldn't be afraid to show it. honesty, you sent them to him because he'd always, jokingly, complain to you because you never sent him flowers ever— “i am not romantic? says the one who never sent me flowers..” he'd have said during one of your unserious arguments. knowing him, he'd never let go of this, going on and on about how much you love him..

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warnings - mentions of blood

requested by anon for a previous event - vampire au, cooking

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it was a peaceful evening - contrary to popular belief, dating a vampire didn't mean every night was a fear fest. yeji sat slumped across the kitchen table, her eyes heavy. she wasn't tired physically - being an immortal meant exhaustion was an impossibility. but mentally exhausted… that was a different story.

yeji let out a heavy sigh, closing her red eyes.

"what's wrong, baby?" you asked softly from the stove. you were cooking stir-fry for yourself. being human, you could not (and would not) drink blood.

"just… tired," hummed your girlfriend. "ever since I put away human blood, I've just felt so empty."

you turned off the stove and walked over to her, placing your hands on her shoulders to massage the stone-like muscle.

"I can't imagine how much willpower it must take to deny your nature," you whispered, pressing your lips to her cold ear. "I love you so much for it."

finally, yeji sat up and turned, pulling you down into her cold embrace. her red eyes were soft as she nuzzled into your skin, which was warm with life.

"I don't care if I lose my energy. if I have you, it's all worth it."

her words made your heart twinge. you hated to see your love in pain.

"yeji," you whispered, caressing her lips. "I want you to bite me."

her eyes widened in horror. "what ?! no - "

"if you drink from me, you'll feel better, right?" you breathed. your neck was already tilting to allow her access. "I want you to. better me than a stranger, my love. and I trust you."

a protest was still forming on her lips when you gently grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth to the column of your throat.

"I'm yours, yeji," you whispered.

she mouthed the words back, imprinting them on your skin, right before her fangs hesitantly sank into your neck.

to your surprise, it didn't hurt. instead, all you felt was warmth, a romantic satisfaction. it felt… intimate. special.

yeji only took a little blood from you that day, but somehow, the act created a bond between you that felt even deeper than that of human love. it was a connection of pure trust and self-sacrifice, of loving enough to give of yourself.

suffice to say, whether you ever let her drink from you again or not, yeji would love you for eternity.

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dongmin's lips are warm and soft on your skin, face hidden in the crook of your neck. he won't admit it but this is everything he's ever wanted.

bare legs entwined, blanket long gone, kisses being shared. sometimes the need for your warmth becomes unbearable, and usually, he goes for it, pulls you closer out of nowhere, arms locking around your body, securing you. dongmin thinks it secures him as well.

your eyes are unwavering on the boy beside you, one hand combing through his hair as the other is tucked underneath his neck. you hum to the song playing faintly on the radio, drumming your fingertips against his hair.

his kisses trail from your jawline to your shoulder. he nips at your skin, not too hard to leave marks but enough for you to feel his teeth.

but after each nip, he gives a kiss. his lips, warm, soft, and gentle. his hands find their way to your exposed skin, your stomach is already being used as a drawing pad. a star, a heart, a dog.

dongmin pauses, for a moment. his finger's ghosting over your bare stomach. you watch quietly as dongmin brings his index finger down to your stomach once again.

i.... love......you.

he doesn't wait for your response. dongmin already loses himself at the mere thought of you.

his kisses slowly become lazy and wet, and longer, on your lips and nose, and your cheeks and a bit on your neck, your jawline (his lips ghost over there for a while); he kisses the knuckles on your fingers before placing a tender, kiss on your forehead.

he fixes his position on the bed, before laying his head down right next to yours, eyes closing. you can now see his face properly and, you think he doesn't notice when you lift yourself up for a moment to place a kiss on his cheek, you also think he doesn't know that you've noticed the smile that draws itself onto his face.

he doesn't need to know anyway.

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