I'm An Athiest And All I'm Asking Is, Whatever God Is Out There, PLS Give Me Someone Like The Ones In

I'm an athiest and all I'm asking is, whatever god is out there, PLS give me someone like the ones in fanfics like these. If you need a sacrifice and ritual, so be it. I JUST WANT THIS!!!

Hey, if you're still up to those drunk conffesions you reblogged 19h ago (im sorry, i dunno if there were any other, im so akward omg) I'm begging you to write 2 and 16 with female reader and Han Jisung, please that would be wholesome, love your work.

With love, 🦕<333

Hannie with 2 from the drunk confessions please☹️ it hurts in just the best way, thinking you won't feel the same because his anxiety/overthinking but like... it's just silly brain things <33

i decided to mix these two together since they have the same prompts! this is pretty wholesome, i think, so i hope you like it!! 🥰

2. "You're all I ever wanted. I'm sorry I can't say it sober."

16. "This is not a dream, I think. In my dreams we're usually kissing."

Hey, If You're Still Up To Those Drunk Conffesions You Reblogged 19h Ago (im Sorry, I Dunno If There

You unlock your apartment before walking inside. You can hear the voices of Chan and Changbin coming from your living room, a smile gracing your lips. You set your keys onto the table beside the front door and walk towards the voices.

The two members are sitting on your couch and drinks in both of their hands. A frown comes to your lips as you notice Han is missing from the trio. Changbin notices you first and moves to stand up.

"Hey, Y/N! You're home!" He almost squeals, tripping over Chan's feet as he makes his way to you.

A chuckle leaves your lips, wrapping your arms around him. "Hi, Changbinnie," you greet him, gently rubbing his upper back. "Where's Hanji?"

"He's in his room," Chan explains to you, capturing your gaze. "His anxiety is kinda high after he got drunk."

You peel yourself from Changbin, making sure he can stand up straight before walking towards Han's bedroom door. You quickly shove your suitcase into your room and knock on his door.

"Hanji?" You call out his name, turning the door knob to crack the door open. You peek inside, seeing your roommate sitting on his bed. "Can I come in?"

Han nods his head, and you fully step inside. You smile softly at him, climbing onto his mattress. "How was your trip?" He asks you in a hoarse whisper.

"It was good. I wish you could've come," you inform him.

He shuffles closer to you, resting his head on your lap. "Do you really?" You nod your head in response, combing your fingers through his hair. Han nuzzles his face into your thigh, humming loud enough to feel the vibration.

"Chan mentioned that you're not feeling so hot," you say, leaning forward to see his pretty face. "You okay, bub?"

"Yeah, I just… I thought of something that I didn't want to think," Han tells you vaguely, turning his head to look at you.

You push his bangs away from his eyes, giving him a slight pout. "What's your brain lying about now?" You ask him honestly.

His eyes meet yours, and you watch his soften the longer he looks at you. "I love you so much," Han confesses to you, and your hands stop combing his hair.

"You love me?" You repeat quietly, feeling your heart pound against your chest.

"You're all I've ever wanted," he mentions while slowly sitting up. Your knees brush against one another as Han grabs a hold of your hands. "I'm sorry, I can't say it sober."

You squeeze his hands gently before bringing one to his cheek. "It's okay, Hanji. Drunk words are sober thoughts," you reassure him, smiling ear to ear. You stroke his cheek and release a giggle. "This isn't a dream, is it?"

Han shakes his head. "This is not a dream, I think," he mumbles, chuckling softly. "In my dreams, we're usually kissing."

Your cheeks blush at his words, averting your gaze. "You've kissed me in your dreams?" You ask before pressing your lips together.

His breath hitches in his throat, his cheeks blushing as well. "I - Yeah," he stumbles over his words.

"Do you wanna kiss me?" You whisper to him, moving your hand from his cheek to his chin.

"Can I really?"

You nod your head, switching your gaze from his boba eyes to his lips. Han gulps as his hands rest on your thighs, leaning in to kiss you. You glide your hand to the back of his neck, dipping your fingertips into his soft hair.

The kiss doesn't last very long, and Han rests his forehead on yours after pulling away. "If you haven't realized," you begin to whisper, pressing a quick kiss on both of his cheeks, "I love you too."

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