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i wouldnt let go of him either

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pairing: non-idol!woozi x gn!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship au.

word count: 0.7k~

warnings: reader has never seen snow before events of this fic. soft jihoonie. some vague mentions towards sex (but no implications of it happening before fic).

daisy's notes: ngl i miss snow :(

Jihoon felt a new chill in the air from the moment he woke up, and it was only partially because you weren’t in bed anymore.

The blanket fell from where it’d been left tucked up underneath his chin (no doubt that was your doing when you climbed out of bed) as he pushed himself up, rubbing at his eyes. He’d slept in today, but it was fine: the weekend was always a fine time to sleep in. Last night had been the first time you’d slept over, and he’d already begun to miss you cuddling close to him (although he’d never admit it out loud—you could cuddle with him anytime and he’d be happy). He couldn’t smell breakfast from where he was sitting, which thankfully meant you hadn’t tried to surprise him again. You’d done it before and succeeded, sure, but he always felt a little guilty over it… especially if he woke up and saw Soonyoung sitting with you, gossiping about Jihoon as though he weren’t a room away. 

The sound of a soft knock at his door pulled his attention, and before he could speak, Soonyoung had poked his head in. 

“Hey,” he called out before Jihoon could greet him. eyes twinkling. “You should come see this.” 

Kicking off his blankets and slipping into his house slippers, Jihoon crossed the room and stepped out. Soonyoung guided him slowly toward where Jihoon could finally see you standing at the sliding door that led out to the balcony, attention pinned directly to where the first snow of the year had begun to fall. Soonyoung stole a glance back at him, smiling widely. He didn’t know, but Jihoon did: you’d never actually seen snow before. The two of you had met after all of the snow had melted, and it’d taken forever for the two of you to actually confess your feelings and start dating. And, sure, maybe it felt a little fast for you to sleep over at his place… but this was different. Your apartment’s plumbing had broken, and Jihoon offered to let you sleep over. 

(And though he’d also never admit it, it was Soonyoung who talked Jihoon into sharing a bed with you. He didn’t have to do anything he wasn’t ready for, and you’d been understanding… although Jihoon knew you cuddling up to him in your sleep had not been planned in the slightest, no matter how okay with it he was.)

Soonyoung nudged Jihoon forward, sinking back to give the two of you some privacy. When Jihoon glanced back at him, Soonyoung just nodded toward you…. and then immediately shoved him further before ducking back into his room. Before Jihoon could say or do anything, you had looked up, snapped out of whatever trance you were in.

“Good morning,” you said. “Sorry—The window in your room doesn’t have the best view of the city.” 

It was the polite way of saying ‘all I can see are the bricks of the building next door,’ but Jihoon didn’t mind. “Did you sleep well?”

With a nod, you turned back to the window. “I did. Did you?”

“Have you really never seen snow before?” Jihoon spoke aloud, already kicking himself. Why would you lie about it? You told him about it forever ago.

Yet he heard you laugh softly. “Is it that obvious?”

Jihoon made his way across the room, slowing to a stop once he was next to you. “Do you want to go out?”

“Maybe in a little bit.” Your hand brushed against his, only to take it a moment later. He felt the way your fingers flexed a little before intertwining with his own. “I just want to admire it a little more.” 

Was snow really that special? Then again… Jihoon liked the soft look on your face, so endeared to something so natural. His thumb ran across the back of your hand as he savored this moment with you. 

After what felt like an eternity of standing with him, just admiring the snowfall, you spoke aloud, “I just think… It’s beautiful, you know?” 

Jihoon didn’t take his eyes off you. “I know.” 

Stealing a glance at him, you let out a soft laugh. “Someone’s a romantic today,” you said, slipping your hand out of his. “Let’s go get breakfast. My treat.” 

If it meant he could see that same tender look in your eyes, Jihoon would follow you anywhere. All you had to do was say the word.

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heads up! model!joshua au :)

when did joshua lose you?

he's used to the heavy crowds in the mall around this time, but usually there's a simple solution to this (holding your hand). and yet at some point, you let go of his hand to grab your phone, and then... poof. he cranes his neck, trying to catch a glimpse of you. hopefully you've done what he did and stepped aside to locate him. he's sent off a quick text to try and find you, and yet...

oh.

there you are. you're not that far away, but he has to weave through people to get back to where you're standing outside of a store, staring inside at a perfume ad. of course you're distracted by his face of all things, lips slightly parted as you just admire him for a moment. he's holding a pretty perfume bottle in his hand, smiling out at the viewer with this doe-eyed look on his face. it's all to entice them to buy the perfume, but you're just softly smiling to yourself as you gaze at him.

"i'm right here," he leans in to whisper when close enough, and he chuckles when you jump. "sorry. i mean it, though. you've got me."

you avert your gaze, already so cutely flustered. "i know, but..." you take the tiniest step toward the store's entrance. "i just... i need a minute."

he chuckles to himself, adjusting his sunglasses as he watches you immediately head over to the bottles that he once held for the perfume ad. this is his first big modeling thing, and you're already glowing with pride and finding ways to support him. you're in and out as quick as you can be, and he says nothing as you slip your hand back into his, now carting another little paper bag filled with tissue paper to cushion the glass bottle. do you even like the scent? he'll find out in time if it becomes yours.

he just holds your hand a little bit tighter, smiling to himself. god, you're cute.