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change of plans (lhs)

w.c ⟢ 900+

prompt ⟢ putting on fake tattoos on various parts of your partner (w/ quality time & physical touch)

the girls day out you planned a couple days before had you practically backflipping out of yours and heeseung’s bed this morning. seven in the morning — heeseung decides to get up as well, getting his morning started.

he assumes you were in the bathroom getting ready, so he sat on the side of the bed looking out of the apartment windows. around his waist, a familiar hand crawls around him and hugs him from behind.

he knew it was you by the perfume you wore. heeseung places his hand on top of your arm and caresses it softly. “you smell good” he sighs, wishing to be selfish and keep you all to himself.

you chuckle under your breath as you steal his warmth from the embrace. “thank you,” you place a small kiss on his temple and head straight back into the bathroom.

of course, heeseung would have to enter the room to get ready as well and everytime he did .. he didn’t stop giving you kisses. each time they grew longer. he is a love bug for sure but you craved to see your friends whom you last saw on your previous birthday.

“heeseung, i’m heading out now” you announce to your boyfriend, who is currently shaving.

by the sound of water splashing violently, you knew he was speeding up his task to say his goodbye. heeseung rushes over to you and gives you a tight hug, even picking you up a bit. you grin your hardest.

“have fun, okay?”

“i will” you nod, admiring your boyfriend up close.
heeseung’s smirk grows. waves exchanged as you slide through the front door.

“wait, you forgot something!” heeseung says just then.
you look at him, wide eyes, wondering what you could have forgotten.

he doesn’t say anything because a deep laugh is taking over his ability to speak.

“you look so cute y/n,” he wraps his arms around you and kisses your forehead. enjoying your sweet perfume once again as he whispers closely “i was just saying that so you’d stay a second longer”

you rub his arm up and down with a deep sigh. “I’ll be home before you can start to miss me” and another kiss you place on his cheek.

you’re on your way out with your bag and everything. - stands in the walk space with his hands in his pants pockets.

you look at him with a soft smile. “I’ll see you soon my love”

“you sure you don’t need a chauffeur?”

both of you laugh softly at each other.

“i love you.”

“i love you my pretty girl” “be safe”

you wave your hand until the door is finally shut.


alone, he stands in the apartment. wondering what he will do until you return back.

heeseung thought maybe he could start a new show or make himself something to eat but not a second later, he ends up with you back in his arms. after your plans were canceled a few steps headed to the elevator. you weakly cry, just devastated, into heeseung’s chest.

“they canceled it?”

“all of it!” you scoff.

he felt bad about all of your planning gone to waste and he thought he would be a complete jerk if he disregarded it and rushed to make new plans with you.

no, he just holds you in his arms on the couch you both traveled to. he’d wait until you had energy or your mood was happy again.

“thank you, my love” is all you need to say to make him feel special.

he kisses your right temple that was in his reach.


you played with the material of his shirt as you mumbled under your breath, “do you want to hang out with me?”

a little celebration went off in his head for a moment before he responded with a soft “i do”

and this is where you found yourselves on the bathroom floor; applying childish temporary tattoos onto each other's skin.

“oh, yeah~” you laughed to yourself as a peppa pig sticker transferred nicely on his skin by his adam’s apple.

“it tickled as you put it on” he smiled, looking at you with a few butterflies on your cheeks.

“good to know..” you teased.

it felt good spending time with your boyfriend in situations that would typically seem boring or odd to you. you would have never guessed you had more fun doing this than going out with your girls. (but it never left your mind)

a few more you placed on his arms and he liked everytime you cheered if it turned out good. heeseung moved strands of hair that fell in the front of your face and tucked it behind your ear. he goes crazy when you get all pink.

“i know what you’re thinking” you smirk, picking out another sticker to avoid looking at him.

he rested his back on the bottom cabinet with his arms crossed. a smug smirk adorned his lips. “what am I thinking?”

you grin.

“that you want to kiss me..” your finger gazed at the tile on the floor, now suddenly shy after saying those words. you raise your head - heeseung said nothing for a few seconds.

your eyes looked into his.

“no,”

you felt embarrassed for some reason. you’re taken back. before you could say anything about it, heeseung took your jaw and held you close to him. your noses touched as he seemingly wasn’t finished.

“I need to kiss you.”

your lips touch — interlock. you’ve kissed this man more times than you could count but this is a kiss you’ll never forget. you finally accept that this was how your day was supposed to be spent.

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bathroom tiles ࿔*࿐⋆

w.c. ⟢ 1.4k

pairing ⟢ yeonjun x afab!reader

synopsis ⟢ a party in which you dragged your other half, yeonjun, and find yourself finding peace and quiet in a bathroom stall. yeonjun finds you after not seeing you since you went off. here you and yeonjun are, on the bathroom tiles - confessing how much you enjoy spending tonight with each other.

genre ⟢ best friends to lovers (fluff)

a/n ⟢ hi! this is a story i had prepared for if i got my tumblr account started and it has! (ty, i’m never gonna stop thanking) and i hope whoever read this, they will enjoy it. <3

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choi yeonjun hated parties.

but because of your popularity of getting invitations, he was always dragged to them. of course he never complained but after every single one, he would express his pure hatred for them walking home together.

you promised that this one would be different, and yeonjun hoped you were right.

he always liked walking to the parties; partially because the parties are always close by but also it gives him time to speak with you clearly before having to yell at each other through the blasting (horribly remixed) music.

“whose party did you say this was?”

“a girl in my biology class?”

he looks at you, unimpressed.

“y/n, do you even know her name?”

“no.”

yeonjun scoffs, and you can’t help but laugh at his disappointment.

“but this party promised good service” you attempt to defend your decision.

yeonjun doesn’t bother responding as you two get to the beginning of the stairs that lead to the party doors.

the music is already giving him a headache, he takes your hand.

“why don’t we have our own party?” he invites you two to get out of this party.

“yeonjun, I promised people I'd be here.”

“break a promise for once.” he begs.

“nice try.” you grip yeonjuns hand and haul him up the stairs to enter the party.

yeonjun and you enter the doors and are immediately taken back. the whole gym floor is covered by students in bright outfits. yeonjun’s black tux and your deep blue dress are giving bridesmaid and groom-man.

by the squeeze of yeonjun’s hand, you know he’s not into this.

“food will make you happier.” you say to yeonjun.

a mumble escapes his mouth as you bring him to the food table. sparkling cupcakes and a chocolate fountain catch your attention first.

yeonjun sees you testing out the chocolate fountain. you cover a marshmallow and bite it. it’s so good!

you can’t enjoy your marshmallow chocolate sensation when yeonjuns thumb rubs the side of your lip.

his furrowed eyebrows made you laugh.

“don’t have too much fun.” he cleans your chocolate on your lips and looks into your eyes.

“well, you’ll realize it’s worth it,” you grab a marshmallow, coat it, and bring it to yeonjun lips. “when you have it yourself.”

yeonjun knew you’d shove it in his mouth if he didn’t accept it, so he opens his mouth and took it.

you watch him closely.

his puffy cheeks were adorable as he enjoyed the marshmallow. you knew he was resisting to admit it was good when his lips shook away a small smile.

“it’s kind of worth it-“

“yeonjun!” you swat his arm, he breaks out in a laugh.

“okay, it’s worth it.”

“you’re being annoying tonight.”

he sighs. “it’s annoying you brought me.”

you two eat a few more marshmallows and then a song you two know well turns on.

“oh?” you look at the dance floor.

yeonjun wipes his hands and looks over also.

“do you want to?” you look at yeonjun.

he meets your eyes with a nod.

you two travel to the dance floor, the music getting louder.

he first dances small and when you begin doing a ridiculous sprinkler. his laughs become music to your ears.

both of you laugh and smile while dancing. he looks at you everytime the song increases in bass.

maybe even 2 minutes in the song you pause. yeonjun dances in front of you without noticing.

the headaches that feel like your brain is bruised, you have only ever heard about from yeonjun, is happening to you. i need to go somewhere quiet, you thought.

“yeonjun, i’ll be back.” you yell.

yeonjun raises his eyebrows.

“bathroom!” you yell.

he gives you a thumbs up.

through the crowd you exit, your headache grows more. you hit the door with your arm and then finally get out into the hall.

yeonjun found no reason to stay dancing so he returned to the snack table. drinking a sweet drink as he waits for you to return.

pounding, your head is pounding. the music was further away as you went down the bathroom stalls. you open the last door and rest on the wall to rub your forehead.

5 minutes, and yeonjun was just by himself. he wondered if you left. yeonjun first decides to check the bathroom.

as he approaches he’s weary to enter the girls bathroom but knew he needed to see if you were in there.

a creek in the door, he pops his head in first. surprisingly, this bathroom was dim. most likely from the bright energy consuming party, yeonjun thought.

he enters and looks down the bathroom stalls.

“y/n?” he first whispers.

he kneels down to see if he can see anything and when he sees the deep blue dress of yours, he heads to the stall.

yeonjun knocks.

“y/n?”

you stood up to open the stall door. yeonjun’s hand stayed in the air from knocking and dropped when you gesture for him to enter.

“why are you here?” “did you go to the bathroom?”

“no.” you sit back in your original spot and yeonjun finds a place in front of you.

resting on the back of the wall, yeonjun asks another question.

“why did you stay in here?”

“the music was killing me. i had to leave.”

“we could have ditched together,”

“but you were having fun..”

he scoffs which grabs your attention.

“fun? i was having fun with you.” “i stopped dancing after you left.”

you don’t say anything, just thinking.

“sorry.” you say.

“what for?”

“this whole party. i’ve never asked you if you want to go or if you like coming to them with me.”

yeonjun rests on the wall, his suit flowing over him. you look at his tie and he adjusts it.

“i don’t mind,” yeonjun confesses.

you furrow your eyebrows. yeonjun has only ever told you how much he hates them.

“we are talking about parties yeonjun?” you ask, in case he’s talking about something else.

“yeah i know.”

yeonjun’s eyes meet yours. he looks at you for a second before speaking again.

“of course i hate them, but spending time with you is so fun.”

“so i don’t mind them.”

you swear he looks like a dream. his suit fit him well and looked very attractive on him. you wonder if it’s because of the headache you are feeling this way.

yeonjun laughs under his breath which interrupts your thoughts. you look at yeonjun, and he sighs.

“you’re not falling for me right?”

you burn up instantly, pink cheeks you attempt to cover.

“what! no!”

“i’m teasing.”

his soft smile grows as his eyes move to the ground. could he read your thoughts? you want to say something but the music is heard through the walls again.

a faint popular love song.

you adore this certain song and it always makes you think of an ideal kiss with someone in your fantasies.

you sigh, fixing your dress “if only my headache went away, then we could return to the dance floor”

“why?”

“so we could, at least, remember tonight..”

“i mean we still can.”

you look up at him and meet his eyes.

the bathroom becomes suffocating, you feel your heart race as yeonjun looks into your eyes. reading your exact thoughts.

as cliché as a romance movie, time slows down in favor of the tension between you two. he’s leaning into you slowly with the chorus of the song leading up.

as he sits up and makes his way to you, his hands crawl on the tile and stop right next to your hands.

yeonjun’s right there. so close that you could count how many eyelashes he has.

“may i?” yeonjun asks, just in case you don’t want this.

but you want this.

“yes.”

the way his lips fit yours, and his hold on your lips made your body go weak. your hands go to his face, cupping him to deepen the kiss.

his hands are comfortably holding your waist. his fingers tickle you as he brings you closer to him.

and to make it better, the song just made the kiss last forever. the passion between you two grows with the flow in the song.

you would have never expected to kiss yeonjun, let alone make out with him.. in a bathroom. this party turned out better than yeonjun anticipated.

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12:08PM ☆

you and jungwon rest together, jungwon allows you to lay on his chest while you two lay beside the window to look out to the front. the lampposts and moonlight create an atmosphere of blue. time feels like it’s slowing down, allowing you and him to breathe and rest easy.

jungwon threads his fingers through your soft hair and listens closely to hear you quietly breathe. he smiles to himself, he finds it cute you fell asleep on him, adoring how comfortable you are with him. the day has been generous and kind to both of you. your date went well at the park and the dinner after it was delicious. you two had a wrestle on the couch after cleaning up dinner; jungwon demanded you snuggled with him meanwhile you, shouting with giggles, said you still had time to paint his nails. maybe jungwon would give in tomorrow by having his nails painted by you as you did comply to his request to snuggle and be in his arms.

if he could kiss your forehead he would but he doesn’t care move to much. jungwon’s blinks become heavier and heavier, the pressure of you on him - coated with your sweet perfume that made you smell like flowers the whole day - made him so tired. he blinked and that time he didn’t open his eyes, glued shut, he feel into a deep sleep with his beautiful girlfriend on his chest. the morning will tell what will happen but jungwon enters his dreamstate, pleased with how the day ended.

focused on you - jake sim ˚✧ 0.8k

you never had any plans to get caught up in school romance and definitely steered clear of any boys who seemed like trouble. until, you met the sweetest boy in a chemistry lab. he had you fooled he was in your class until the teacher came over and broke up the conversation you and him were having and kindly asked him to get back to where he was supposed to be.

“you sure because..” he tried to laugh it off but the glare that the teacher was giving him made it clear he wasn’t amusing anyone - except you when he turned to look at you and you were holding back from laughing.

he knew you were a keeper.

he promised to see you around school before he left the class for good and that’s when you learned how popular he was. catching him in the hall was difficult at first because you weren’t sure he’d remember you or want to talk to you outside of class, but he wanted more than anything to talk to you.

you were blinded and he was too, it was so easy to talk to him and smile along with him. even though you were kinda of an outcast, he never treated you differently.

the moment you knew you wanted to date him was when you made your way into the cafeteria, trying to locate a friend of yours to eat with.

the lunchroom was pretty crowded, so it’s hard to pin point a single person in the chaos but you feel across brown puppy dog eyes that were looking straight at you. they, of course, belong to jake and he smiled at you. a wide smile complimented his shinning eyes.

still from that far, it sent butterflies down your spine. he had a couple friends with him who were actively trying to talk to him but it seemed you were his main focus. you tried to read his lips as he smiled and excused himself from his team.

jake, the captain of the basketball team, was coming your way and you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks burn.

you were supposed to eat lunch with a friend but why couldn’t you get your mind and focus of him. as he got closer, your heart beat grew louder.

jake looked proud to stand before you. beaming as he looked down at you. your cheeks were rosy pink and you hoped he didn’t notice that or the pounding of your heart.

you were in awe for a moment.

his laugh takes you out of the trance.

“do i usually make you this flustered?” his smile was pure enjoyment, he found it cute that you seemed shy.

you defend yourself but it comes off as if your offended.

“i am not flustered.”

“oh yeah?” he said as he got closer to you. he was dangerously close.

“then why are these cheeks of yours bright pink.” he moves his hand to try and pinch your cheeks but you slap his hand back.

“can i ask you a question?” you try to change the subject.

he hums, anticipating what you’ll ask.

you take a deep breath, still a little anxious about you and him talking this publicly.

“why did you come over to me?”

the question wasn’t in anyway funny but jake broke out into a chuckle, his cheeks looked like they hurt. you furrowed your eyebrows, demanding him to take this seriously.

you waited patiently as he calmed himself.

this is when you knew you clearly had him around your fingers.

“you underestimate the power you have over me.”

you looked at him and he met your curious eyes. he explained a bit further, slowly taking your hands from your side and holding them in his hands.

“i want to be with you.” “during lunch and if you’re up to it-“ before he could continue what he was going to propose, you gave him a kiss of the cheek (maybe having to tip toe to do it).

jake looked breathless, looking at you like a deer in head lights.

“yes.” you simply stated. “i would love to be your girlfriend.”

jake took your waist from pure excitement but made sure it was okay to do so.

“is this alright?”

“are you my boyfriend?”

“am i?” he’s really like a dog, so pure.

you giggle, nodding your head at this adorable boy.

“i sure hope so if you’re holding my waist.” this boost of confidence rushed over you when it registered in your brain you were dating the basketball boy jake.

“then i am.” he took you into a hug and muffled again “i am” into your shoulder. it didn’t matter who could be witnessing, all that matters is that you could hug him as much as you want to now and get to call him your boyfriend.

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