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you still sleep with plushies ♡

author’s note. as a person who’s still sleeping w plushies !! it’s totally normal !! and i just thought its a cute idea to write a reaction like that so here u go ^_^ maybe i’ll do other unit versions,, we’ll see!!

warnings. jihoon’s is a liiiiiil suggestive if you think about it …

┆彡 JEONGHAN [ 정한 ]

this mf…

like ofc he noticed the plushies on your bed while he visited you

but he thought it’s just a decoration!!

and once you invited him to sleep over

which was supposed to be super cute and relaxing, just the two of you

so all snuggled and watching a movie in your bed, he noticed you were clutching to a plushie of a dog

he frowned and noticed the plushies are all over the bed

"angel, do you sleep with all of those? isn’t jr too cramped?" he teased, grabbing a random one and poking its eye

when he was met with silence, he noticed the pout on your lips :(

and he immediately feels guilty, especially when you clutched the dog even closer

"i was just asking because you know… i don’t want to kick them from the bed in my sleep" jeonghan tried to save himself and it kind of worked

"if that’s a problem i can…" you started and he couldn’t bear it anymore <\\3

“no, no. i’m sorry, i just… im not used to this” he cupped your face, pecking your pout "it’s not a problem. it’s… quite cute"

it takes him a while to get used to all the plushies staring at him lol (and sometimes getting tangled in the sheets between you, him and your limbs)

but he finds it really adorable :”)

┆彡 JOSHUA [ 조슈아 ]

joshua entered your bedroom when you asked him to bring a hoodie from there

and he stood there, like a deer caught in the headlights

(haha,, deer… get it?? because he’s… yeah, i’ll shut up)

you were concerned why he’s taking so long and when you saw him peek at the plushies curiously, you gasped

"um, yeah… i still sleep with those…" you mumbled and were met with his ^▽^ smile

"this is so adorable, why didn’t you tell me earlier?” he asked and noticed a deer plushie

when you murmur that you were just shy, he hugs you and places kisses on your face while giggling

you’re seriously the most precious human that he’s ever met :(

and honestly he only fuels your cute habit by buying you more and more plushies

and he just loves when you send him pics of them chilling with you in your bed

or when he cuddles with you and all the cute plush animals surround him hehe

it’s like a new life mission for him,, to buy you all the plushies in the world :”)

especially the deer ones hehe so they can remind you of him <3

┆彡 JIHOON [ 지훈 ]

you usually hid your plushies when your boyfriend came over,, for the time being you wanted him to think you’re normal lmao

but one day after a date you went to your place

and when you entered your place, jihoon’s lips were immediately on yours.. not even giving you a second to breathe…. messily making out……. the plushies were the last thing you wanted to think about

so when he led you to the bedroom, placing small love bites on your neck;;; you froze

jihoon panicked that he did something wrong but then he saw your face getting red while looking at something

plushies

and then you saw him smile brightly, erupting into giggles

"just when i thought you couldn’t get any more cuter” he snickered "why i never saw them before?"

so you explained everything and he was just <\\3

he doesn’t really mind it, only when you prefer to cuddle them instead of him >:T

or will randomly punch them.

and steal.

he’ll steal some plushies to put in his studio,, so they can remind him of you :((

and that he can cuddle something that smells like you when he’s taking a nap there :((

(obviously he’d rather die than admit it)

┆彡 SEOKMIN [ 석민 ]

actually it’s the first thing he notices when he enters your room for the first time ㅠㅠ

you see his shocked expression and feel the rush of embarrassment hit your face

"i, uh… those are–" you started but he walked up to your bed and picked up a fluffy, white cat plushie

"so adorable! and there’s so many of them, woah y/nnie!" he cooed and looked at you, eyes wide "can i touch…?"

and his hearts melt when he sees your face lit up, a visible relief washing over your expression while you nod vigorously

"wait, i can even tell you their names" you grin and he’s so soft like,, moments from melting and turning into a puddle on the floor :((

so for the next hour you introduce every plushie and their names and backstory!!

and he treats them so gently, almost as if they were made out of the finest china <\3

will absolutely love to sleep w you in his arms, alongside the plushies that he knows how much they mean to you

and you allowing him to cuddle w them too is also something that makes seokmin fall for you even more (if that was even possible)

┆彡 SEUNGKWAN [ 승관 ]

kwannie and you usually did sleepovers at his place but once he asked if you can do one at yours

he saw you tense up a bit and got concerned that maybe he pushed some boundaries

”sure but… um, i sleep with plushies…” you mumbled

seungkwan blinked once. twice.

“okay, so?” he frowned like it was (because it is) the most normal thing ever

and he could see how happy n relieved you got ^_^

he needs to get used to it lmao like,, so. many. stuffed. animals.

he listens as you explain where u got each of them and their names

"and i bought this one because it reminded me of you. i named it booboo" you grinned and showed him an orange plushie with a happy face on it

he swore he could just melt down in this moment, right here right now

but oh my god. gets SO offended when you cuddle booboo to sleep instead of him >:(

“eh, that just sucks” he throws a tantrum and turns his back to you, pouting

but then you put the orange plushie into his arms and wrap your hands around his waist, cuddling him like he was the plushie itself

and atp he doesn’t even care that it makes him the small spoon, he loves the proximity <3

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(7:21 AM)

wonwoo had always thought that his days off meant relaxation. he could play games for as late as he wanted, run to the local convenience store to grab instant noodles in between games, and laze around the house. and it especially meant one thing: that he could sleep in as late as he wanted, and just roll around in his sheets until the sun shone far too bright through the curtains.

with how fast-paced his life was, his slow mornings were his break from the reality of the world spinning around him. his way to decompress and center himself. after all, there always seemed to be something else that he had to do, or remember to do, or think about doing in the future.

but since he met you, his mornings started a bit differently.

wonwoo didn't know when he fell asleep, but he did know that he had fallen asleep with you tucked in his side, and that he had been playing the ends of your hair to fall asleep. feeling the sunlight hit his face, he reached out before feeling the empty spot next to him, still warm.

you couldn't have been up for that long then, he thought to himself

grabbing the throw blanket off the bed, he walked to the kitchen and was hit with the smell of pancakes wafting through the hallway. you had your back turned to him, busy intently watching to make sure none of your precious pancakes got burned. as he approaches you from behind he hears your quietly humming to yourself, most likely as not to wake him from the nearby bedroom.

"you abandoned me, how could you", wonwoo says as he wraps the two of you in the fluffy blanket. "i woke up all alone with no one to cuddle"

you laugh, the sound like wind chimes to his ears. "oh you big baby, i was going to wake you up once i finished making the pancakes"

"you could've woken me up when you woke up you know, i'm good at making pancakes too" wonwoo replies. "do you not trust in my pancake making abilities?"

you tilt your head to the side, fake contemplating. "hmm not really" but the small laugh after you say it confirms that you had no bite in that sentence. "i just wanted you to be able to sleep in, i know how much you like doing that on your days off"

wonwoo has a small smile on his face - you know him all too well. peppering small kisses to your cheeks, he says "well next time you better wake me up, so that we can have a pancake making competition! i can't have you thinking i make inferior pancakes"

you murmur a small "ok baby", eyes still focused on the pancakes in front of you.

what he doesn't tell you is his underlying thoughts: wake me so i can see you in the morning, wake me so i can be near you whenever, wake me so that i can see you making pancakes, laughing light like a fairy when you accidentally burn one.

(wonwoo doesn't think life would ever give him enough mornings with you, wrapped in his arms, peppering lazy kisses to your face. so he wants nothing more than to spend all those precious moments awake and by your side)

leave your message after the beep.

mingyu chuckled dryly, "how can you abandon me like i meant nothing to you?" he pressed his phone against his cheek. dokyeom and minghao had already given up on snatching his phone away from him after three soju bottles. mingyu had started calling your number again that kept going to voicemail, frustrating mingyu even further.

"you never pick up my calls. you don't want me the way i want you anymore. why?" he whispered softly, words were almost inaudible to the duo who had a sad look upon their face, heart breaking for their best friend.

dokyeom tried to snatch his phone, "mingyu, you need to stop. when will you stop?" he expressed his anger on his best friend, slightly reflecting on how hung up mingyu is on you while you did not bother picking up, at least, one call. "she does not want to do anything with you." dokyeom sighed.

mingyu glanced at him before looking down to his feet, "why . . does she not want to do anything with me? why did she not tell me? my god, why do i have to be this miserable?" he questioned himself, his friends and the call that kept ringing and ringing.

minghao grabbed onto his shoulder, giving a brotherly courage pat on the back. "her silence is already a closure to you and your relationship." minghao tried explaining yet the hollow feeling in his chest did not stop aching for mingyu.

the call went to voicemail once again, "i really want to forget you. i want to forget everything about you. your pretty smile." he paused, tears welling his eyes,

"your sad eyes, your tiny fingers, your soft skin, your warmth. you. i want to forget you. i cannot do this anymore." mingyu whispered in the voicemail, sobbing in between words.

minghao grabbed onto his friend who dozed off with phone, still pressed on his cheek. there was this silence in the room, nobody spoke a word.

" . . i did not know it was this bad." minghao broke the silence. dokyeom just nodded his head.

mingyu dreamt of you that night once again, he dreamt where you had been nothing but utmost happy with him. there were no sad eyes everytime he looked at you, there were no sigh every time he expressed his feelings to you and there were no hesitation with the love you expressed.

you were . . seemingly so free, it hurt him to wake up.

he was happy with you but were you.

then, there was a thud at the door.

try me . .

you had your arms wide open, to a far away distance toward the big boy wearing a sleeveless top, and cargo pants who was speeding to you. 

mingyu took his steps, his hair flowing through the wind. your eyes went in awe as your boyfriend quite resembled a little puppy making its way to its owner. you also couldn't help but admire how similar the sequence was just like how you were about to meet him for the first time. 

you bolted as soon as you landed your feet on the ground to the address your best friend texted you a few weeks ago to meet her, her boyfriend that she has been dating for six months and all his other friends; sharing acquaintances, how fun. 

the hanok restaurant was . . close by, your best friend swore yet here you are finding the correct restaurant after rampaging the streets of seoul for maximum ten minutes. 

it concludes: you are being late for one hour and forty-five minutes. oh, you are dead. 

“please, can i know where room six is?” you asked the receptionist, putting your hand on your waist to calm your breathing softly. there were drums beating on your chest as you closed your eyes, breathing through your nose. the receptionist nodded, signing the direction that is: straight turn right. 

before entering the room, you fixed your pants that were about to slip down from your waist and the strap of your top that kept slipping. “i’m here.” you announced, slamming the door open not knowing how loud the ‘bang’ would actually sound, startling yourself. 

sitting down on the floor were four men, and your best friend. the atmosphere seemed to tighten, nobody greeted, or spoke a word. “hi, my love.” you dropped your tote bag, launching yourself on your best friend who had her eyebrows raised, with an unimpressed expression on her face. 

“you forgot about the dinner, didn’t you? i swear to god, why do i ev-” your best friend scolded, narrowing her eyebrows. 

you quickly shook your head, “the meeting with my groupmate ran late. i promise i did not forget.” you blurted out in her ears while giving her a side-hug, she did not respond back. you retreated back, pouting with a puppy expression. “i will do the laundry for one whole month.” you gave in, your best friend rolled her eyes, pushing your embrace away from her. 

just that meant; you knew you were forgiven. 

happily you sat next to her, completely forgetting the presence of four men. “sorry, can i know who the boyfriend is here?” you asked, waving among the men, the pale skinned, sharp jawline and a soft smile raised his hand. “my name is dongmin.” he forward his hand out to shake, you reciprocated, “oh, yes. im y/n.” 

it was not creepy for sure, since you trust your best friend’s choice and you will trust her boyfriend’s friend but there was a certain piercing gaze that kept itching to look at. you glanced at the end to see a dark-haired man covering his eyes partly, his little mole of the tip of his nose, and the light smile ghosting on his lips to greet you. 

you smiled back, not breaking any conversation. 

“aren’t you guys super famous?” you asked, purely out of curiosity. a few chuckles came, you twisted your neck to see your best friend shaking her head in complete disgust. it was not your fault that you were majoring in law, attending three different lectures every three days, and taking part in hearing some cases done in university while she was modeling with top actors, idols, walking on runways and spending days in paris because it is 'sponsored.'

a blonde haired man nodded, “i mean i would say i sing as my source of income.” you laughed at the humour presenting to cut the tension. “oh, i’m jaehyun. nice to meet you, i have heard quite a bit about you while waiting.” he continued, introducing himself and enlightening you with an amusing fact. 

“nothing bad.” the puppy-like-looking man added, taking your attention from jaehyun. “i’m mingyu.” he leaned forward to shake your hand. you stared, not believing much words coming from him. “i guess, i will believe you.” 

you noticed his hands were rough, calluses around his palm yet they were large enough that urged you to rest your hand for awhile but you slipped your hand away, meeting for the first time should not conclude to you becoming into a pervert in his burn book, especially since he is best friend’s with your best friend’s boyfriend. 

there was one last guy that had not introduced himself to you, his doe eyes shining brightly, you gasped, “oh, wait. i know you. you are literally everywhere in seoul.” you frantically pointed at the man, “i literally rode a bus with your face plastered on the bus.” you excitedly mentioned about the banner wishing him birthday wishes. 

“jungkook? right?” you snapped your fingers, waiting for the man to respond to you back. he giggled, his eyes shrinking, nodding his head. you had a shit-eating grin on your face, side-glancing your best friend to show how cultured you still are. 

the tension was slowly vanishing away as everyone went back to making conversation about work schedule, next meet-up and moments that were eventful. you felt out of place amid people whose job is to entertain people, and be in the limelight while you are surviving over an internship that barely pays minimum wage, and by the time you return back to your apartment today, it is time to review all the papers of cases that were given to you. you were practically envying the group sharing advice with each other, and exchanging words of comfort that are reachable, understandable to each other.

"do you not like law?"

you flinched, shaking you from the daydreaming you were doing within the loud environment. you looked at mingyu, like, looked. 

"how did you know?" you questioned, confused on how he knows as you did not mention your degree. his eyes widen, in realization. "she told all of us. sorry, i did not mean to scare you." he scratched his neck.

yet there was still that smile he gave before, but his eyes twinkled in interest toward you. the rush crawled in your body, all over and you could not help it, you cleared your throat. “yes. my older sister and my mom do law. so, i decided to follow the given footsteps.” you replied, smiling hence looking down at your feet. 

feeling small under his gaze, “i think that is pretty cool of you.” he softly said, grasping onto his beer glass. the hue on the tip of his ears bubbled a laughter out from you. “i think you are cool too.” you replied, “this job, you do, it’s not easy.” you sighed. 

he did not reply, as if he was recollecting his thoughts about you, or of you. “tough day?” he lowered his head, wanting you to look up to meet his gaze. you quickly glanced at his action before lifting your head up. 

“no, no. thank you for asking.” you smiled cheerfully, breaking the gaze away from him. “i still feel terrible for coming late, please let me treat you guys to coffee or anything.” you pleaded, you long realized all of them have eaten dinner that you were supposed to eat with the whole group together. 

“good, please feel guilty while you are reflecting too.” your best friend pitched in. dongmin waved her comment, “i would gladly accept your offer.” he smiled, his eyes disappearing. 

you simply understood your best friend there. 

with all the orders you received, as you wrote down on your note app, you wore back your shoes heading to the cafe jaehyun suggested that is a few distance away from the restaurant. you hummed onto random tunes till you heard the door sliding open to mingyu wearing his mask, and his shoes. “i will help you.” he volunteered.

you might be nonchalant about your surroundings that do not concern you. you knew what mingyu was doing; quick glances, shy smiles, starting conversation; you refused a distraction, especially a distraction that belongs to half of the world. 

mingyu, you exchanged a few words with, is a complete heartbreaker. with that sweet smile, honey dripping gaze every time he met your eyes. 

you refuse to become a victim.

“are you crazy?” you rushed toward him, poking his chest as he walked backward toward the room. “you are famous, aren’t you?” you questioned the obvious. 

he nodded. 

you gave him a forced smile, “exactly.”  

he shook his head, “i got myself covered.” he ducked down to whisper in your ears. 

you shivered, looked up to a smirk playing on his face. “then, walk five steps away from me.” 

he whined, “i can simply walk with you.” 

you sighed, giving in. “mingyu, we better not land on dispatch.” 

he giggled, with his long legs, he was already next to you. 

the breeze of autumn was chilling and that was the best part. the yellow leaves are falling down on the ground, observing people either still wearing shorts or some wearing long jackets to fight the windy weather. It kept you . . humanely sane. 

“do you struggle with studying law that much?” he asked, staring with the same pinning interest in his eyes. you gave a sad smile, still gazing at the buildings looking small from where you were walking from with mingyu. 

he hummed with no response, “what do you want to be?” he pestered further. you thought about that, kept thinking, but nothing appeared. 

“lawyer?” you answered; more like questioned. question to yourself on will you be capable enough to become a good lawyer that helps the society, and get your mother off your back.

the aroma of coffee hit your nose as you entered the cafe, immediately workers greeting you. as you lined up to order, “it’s funny how much i want to know about you yet you do not seem that curious about me.” he whispered into your ear, ducking down to match your height. 

you crossed your arm on your chest, “maybe you find my life interesting?” you clicked onto the note app on your phone to check the order just in case, you forget. 

“no, it’s just you.” he flirted. 

he was flirting, you wanted to throw yourself out from the window and let a car drive you over on how much you were begging your cheeks to not heat up. instead, you ignored the man, thanking you were next in line.

“here is the order. thank you.” you gave your phone to the worker, begging them to be quick. walking with mingyu itself was a ringing alarm in your head. 

“you can try me.” he offered. 

“try . . you for what, good god.” you covered your mouth, not wanting to laugh out loud. 

mingyu shrugged his shoulders, “ just . . i would love to know more about you.” 

siren rang in your head, everything after this would be completely dangerous. you know that you are attracted to the man in front of you. 

“do not think much, just follow what your heart desires.” he said as the order arrived. 

the silence this time was filled with the same tension that was in the restaurant when you entered breathlessly. you breathed out, a few steps ahead of him. you turned around, facing him while walking backward. he stared at you confused at your action. 

“are you trying to court me?” you asked. 

a smile broke out on his face, “if you let me.” 

one step forward, one step backward. 

“i don’t know if i should let you.” you playfully said. 

he raised his eyebrows, “you hurt me.” 

you shook your head, waving your hand. “how dare i wound you.” 

he pouted, nodding. “do not worry, princess. one date will heal the wound in no time.” 

one step forward, one step backward. 

“i don’t know, i don't know . . you at all. ” 

one step forward, you paused. 

“and you are a celebrity, i don’t know if you are a good idea for my mental health.” 

his eyes twinkled, with the same amount of interest filled, and the new hint of anticipation roaming around his eyes that danced on your skin.

“like i said, try me.” 

there were no words exchanged as he attacked you with a warm hug, causing you to take a few steps back on how forceful his hug was. 

you smiled into his hug, sighing at the embrace. he lightly patted your back in comfort; reminding you know that he is there for you, he is there. so lean on him, let him carry a few burdens of yours. 

“how was class today, my lady?” 

“i am telling you the chef hates me.” you groaned.

my, what pretty eyes you have.

vernon has the prettiest eyes, those types where you could get lost into and find no way out, however it looked the prettiest when he stared at you.

the sun painted itself lavender, pitching with pink clouds hovering as the colour reflected through the white satin curtain.

"you've got such pretty eyelashes, baby." you cupped his cheek softly whispering, also caressing his eyelashes in fascination. he smiled, that smile making his eyes disappear. it only swelled your heart, vernon is it for you, there simply was no other way to conclude on how your heart bled with his eyes shimmering brightly as he glanced up to you, his hands clearly wanting to hold you tight onto your waist.

there was hesitation in his moves, and his eyes that you have been growing to love a lot.

to assure him, you grabbed his hand that was still on the sofa to wrap around your waist. "i am allowing this only to you." you laughed lightly, he blinked frantically, as if error occurred in his mind.

before vernon could say anything, you pressed your lips against his. you felt his eyes shut, his eyelashes brushed yours. his hands moved onto your cheek, pushed himself forward, breathing deeply into the kiss.

your heart lit on fire, kept burning as he unexpectedly moaned onto the kiss. you grinded onto his lap again and again to feel the heat that has been pooling between your thighs.

vernon broke the kiss, you whined at the loss of contact from his lips. your eyes driven in lust, pulling him by the nape of his neck back to your lips.

he had one hand on your waist and another on your cheek. "i want you to keep kissing me. kiss me more. ." you mumbled, kissing his cheek, his jawline, his neck.

"i want you so bad, vernon."

happy birthday, seungcheol.

you stared at your boyfriend looking left and right to check if you were walking toward his direction; failing to spot you. seungcheol pouted, frantically typing into his phone.

cheolie: when will you be here?

cheolie: i have been waiting for ten minutes already. you should have told me that you will be late, babe.

seungcheol was not waiting for ten minutes when you had been waiting for the man for half an hour, in a cafe across from his building, for him to get off work but you let him go easy, only today out of all.

sipping down the lemonade, you picked up the cake and grabbed the string of the balloons to not make the surprise be more flashy than it already is. your hands were busy with cake and holding onto the strings, you were not able to accept the call from your boyfriend, who had his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.

you paused, tying the string onto the hook of the cake box. you called back your boyfriend, speeding your steps toward the child-baby. "you must have missed me a lot." you teased, your eyes not leaving the man who had his pout evident regardless of the distance.

"it is my birthday and it is you who did not miss me enough." he complained, eyeing left and right again. seungcheol groaned in frustration now, not seeing a glimpse of you when you had already texted that you were closeby.

"i miss you everyday, today can't be special like that." you said, crossing the road to get to the other side, to his side. seungcheol had lightly dressed into dress pant and dress shirt, making him look extremely devourable in your eyes. you shamelessly stood, checking your man out from a distance. "it is my birthday, baby. my birthday. i am allowed to feel special than yesterday and more than tomorrow." he glanced upward at his workplace building, considering ways to kill time away.

you took big steps, standing still behind him. "well, how about now?" you whispered into his ear, cutting the phone. seungcheol flinched, turning to see you with huge balloons of the number '28' on display.

he giggled wholeheartedly, you instantly cooed him, embracing the man of the day. "happy birthday, my love." you pecked his cheek, repeatedly not letting go his neck. he had his big smile on his face, his hand wrapped around your waist.

you retrieved back from the hug to glance at your boyfriend that you missed. your eyes swam around his thick eyebrows, soften eyes, pointy nose and his full lips. with months of dating, his face still makes your heart race like the first time you saw him. it comes within the package of dating seungcheol, you admitted.

"what are you thinking about?" he asked, taking your handbag from you to hang on his neck comfortably, and holding his own cake in his hand. "how beautiful the man of my dreams is." you answered easily. there was nothing to be ashamed about. seungcheol is that sweet dream that you wish upon every candle, and every full moon.

"let's go, the restaurant is nearby too." you laced his finger with yours, pulling him to the direction. he nodded his head, obediently following the lead.

you once saw teppanyaki grills and fell in love with the service. every once in awhile, you had wish to bring seungcheol there to enjoy the ambiance and talk the whole night. today, on a special day, you decided to become the top tier girlfriend to reserve the restaurant for a few hours.

"you will love this, i promise you," you squeezed his hand in assurance. seungcheol was rather nervous of not being able to give the reaction you were hoping from him than your choice of restaurant. "i will love anything you choose, you do not have to worry about that, babe." he reassured you, squeezing your hand back.

he tilted his head, as you quickly ran behind his back letting his hand to go to blindfold him. "do not worry. we will not explore that type of exhibitionism from me." you said, giggling at your own words.

down the stairs toward the restaurant, you slowly lifted his blindfold. the whole restaurant was covered with balloons on the ground while some balloons filled with helium touching the ceiling. before he could ask a question, the staff of the restaurant gathered around seungcheol and you while singing happy birthday. seungcheol gripped tightly onto your arm, taking steps away to get out from the crowd space that the staff were making.

you held onto his hand. "what are you doing right now with this . . like this. thank you really, i love this. i love you but really, this is your plan?" he begged for answers.

"babe, i am flaunting you." you winked.

happy birthday, choi seungcheol.

🥹THIS IS SO CUTE!!!!

Sleepy

—too tired, you fell asleep on your best friend

“alright anyone else need anything before we start ?”

minghao, your best friend, had invited you over for a movie night with the rest of his members. it wasn’t often that all thirteen of them, fourteen, plus you got to hang out all together.

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