Proud (k.sy)

Proud (k.sy)

genre: fluffy + some angst

pairing: Hoshi (Kwon Soonyoung) x gn!reader

word count: ~980

summary: comfort and confrontation

author’s notes: are posted separately!! take a look if you’re feeling bored LOL

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Soonyoung snuggled closer to you, his head laying on your stomach as your fingers softly threaded through his silver locks, his light snores signaling that he had fallen asleep. You looked down at your boyfriend, a smile gracing your features, your heart drumming in your chest. He still managed to make your heart race despite the years you spent together.  

You continued to comb through his hair, thinking how peaceful he looked at this moment. Soonyoung had been busy with promotions for the comeback and his solo that the two of you rarely had time together. You let out a quiet sigh, not wanting to disturb the sleeping boy.

You grew to love Soonyoung. From his hardworking demeanor to accepting his stubbornness when insisting that he had to work harder. As much as you admired him for being able to take on so much and to come successful, you couldn’t help but worry about him from time to time.

Like Jihoon, he would push himself to give his all in everything that he did Soonyoung would continue fighting and struggling to get the best results out of the fear of failure; it’s this similarity that makes them so alike.

You shuddered at the thought of the small arguments the two of you had when he would push himself too hard. 

You would apologize not that long after, nonetheless. It wasn’t in your intention to stress Soonyoung more than he already was, and he knew that you were doing this because you were worried about his state. It brought the two of you to now, him relaxing in your arms. 

You lovingly stared at Soonyoung as you gently traced your fingers down his jaw.

You loved him so much. 

It wasn’t fair that he pushed himself so hard like this. You didn’t want him to burn out or to hurt himself in the process of doing something he loved. Even if it proved difficult to convince him to take a nap or even snuggle, it still scared you that he would continue pushing himself to his limit. 

You understood that he knew what he was doing and loved every second dancing, finding every second as an opportunity to improve. Yet Soonyoung tended to punish himself when things wouldn’t work out. Whether it be overtime in the studio or even in the gym, you would find him pushing himself until he couldn’t go anymore. 

You remembered opening the gym doors to drag Soonyoung home when he suddenly fell from the pull-up bar. You were about to run to him when he slowly pushed himself up, arms trembling from exhaustion, before punching the ground in frustration. You froze, watching his shoulders shake from where you were standing, his quiet sobs hurting you more than you could ever imagine. You remembered how painful it felt to see him in that state, and it didn’t take you that long to rush to his side to wipe away his tears and to take his sweaty body into your arms. 

Soonyoung stirred in his sleep, slowly waking up to the sound of your sniffling. It took him a few moments to process what was happening before pulling himself up to embrace you, your fingers gently clawing at the sweater he was wearing.

“What happened baby?” he whispered while stroking the back of your head, his voice a bit raspy from waking up. 

“I love you so much, you know that right?” you sniffled into his clothes. Even if it was unclear, he was still able to hear you, a smug grin creeping its way onto his face. Soonyoung giggled at you, pulling you from his tear-stained sweater to wipe your eyes. 

“You’re crying because you love me?” he teased, his hands coming up to squish your cheeks together; he found you adorable, his grin widening as he saw you pout in his hands.

“Yes, I am,” you pouted, your eyes sore from the tears. You pounced on Soonyoung, knocking him onto his back, burying your face into the crook of his neck, his arms snaking around your waist to keep you in place. The two of you relaxed against each other, allowing the peaceful silence to take over. 

“Please take care of yourself Soonyoung,” you mumbled into his neck, knowing he could hear you. 

Soonyoung sighed before bringing his hand up to stroke your hair, “I’m sorry Y/n,” he kissed the crown of your head, “I’ll try better for you.” 

You looked up at your boyfriend, pushing yourself up to kiss him. Soonyoung kissed back, his hand holding your cheek in place as your lips gently pressed against each other. When you pulled away, you nudged your forehead with his.

You gazed into his eyes, feeling heart race once more, “You are better, Tiger. You are enough,” Soonyoung’s breath got caught in his throat, “You’re enough for me, Soonyoung, and that’s more than I can ask for.” 

The two of you sat up again, “I love you so much, Soonyoung,” you caressed his cheek, “you’re everything that I could ask. I’m so proud of you baby,” You wiped the tears falling down his face.

“Your work isn’t going unnoticed, baby, and you’re working so hard. I’m in awe whenever I see you. You’re so bright and burning with creativity and passion,” you wiped another tear before cupping his face so his eyes would meet yours, “I just don’t want you to hurt yourself when things don’t go your way.” Soonyoung buried his face in your chest, his short hiccups muffled by your shirt. 

“Everything will work itself out Soonie, you’ve gotten so far and worked too hard for it to not to.” You ran your fingers through his hair, “I’m so proud of you, baby,” you whispered to him, Soonyoung’s arms tightening around your waist, “I’m so proud.”

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Didn’t Stand a Chance | blurb~ (b.sk)

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Seungkwan smoothed down his hair for the nth time that night, his hands fiddling with the buttons on his blazer as he patiently waited for you inside the small café. The soothing music playing inside the café wasn’t helping him calm down at all, his nerves were going through the roof each passing minute.

Did he get there too early? Are you alright? Are you safe? Will you actually come?

Seungkwan muttered under his breath as he watched raindrops collect on the café window. Even the Seoul weather didn’t let up for his first date with you. Seungkwan nervously fiddled with the straw in his drink, his head shooting up whenever he heard the jingle the bells made when the door opened.

Did you get lost? Was the café further from your house than he expected? Did you have an umbrella?

The cafe door opened and Seungkwan flushed a bright red. There you stood, in light, yet comfortable clothing with small spots of rain decorating the cloth on your shoulders. When you spotted him, Seungkwan felt frazzled in your presence, your sheepish smile hitting some part of his heart that he didn’t knew existed.

As your night continued, filled with your twinkling laughter and Seungkwan’s desperate attempts to not fall deeper for you on the first date, you shyly walked to your house with swinging hands.

And when you abruptly kissed his cheek before letting him go, Seungkwan knew then that he didn’t stand a chance at all.

(A/N is posted separately!! Check it out if you have time and some behind the scenes action :3) 

[2:21 am]

“It’s you,” he smiled.

“It’s me,” you giggled.

You softly pushed your two bowls of ramen and soda onto the counter for Joshua to scan, shamelessly pulling out money from your 2nd grade Hello Kitty wallet that he had complimented a week ago.

After paying, Joshua slapped a pack of Pepero onto one of the bowls and locked his eyes with your shocked ones.

“For you, my favorite customer,” Joshua winked at you, watching you erupt in laughter.

You slapped the top of one of the ramen bowls and pushed it towards him before grinning back at his surprised face.

“For you, my favorite cashier boy,” you mocked him, sending an exaggerated wink. You watched in amusement as his ears turned the slightest tint of red while he let out a loud laugh.

The two of you sat laughing while eating ramen together outside of the 711 at 2 in the morning, an open pack of Pepero opened between the two of you.