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HYPE BOY - a JYH scenario

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Pairing: non-idol! Yunho x reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings/tags: reader has social anxiety, domestic fluff, established relationship, gender neutral reader (getting nails painted is for everyone and I'll fight anyone who disagrees, ok?)

N/A: This is based on the cutest tiktok I've seen in quite a while, and I had to write it down, because I envisioned Yunho being this kind of boyfriend. Also, Happy Birthday to our Yunho!

WC: 535

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I was ready for at least an hour and I ran out of things to fix, yet the simple thought of going downstairs made me nervous. I took a deep breath as I analyzed myself in the mirror for the nth time, and my eyes caught sight of the pictures Yunho took last month reflected on the mirror. 

Yunho… he was waiting for me in the living room, probably sat on the sofa while watching TV for the last hour or so, I could hear the faint noises in the corridor. I also knew he wouldn’t come in and hurry me, and if I change my mind, he would be waiting to cuddle me as soon as I say that. He said to don’t pressure myself if it was too soon.

I looked at myself again. 

It was a bit soon, but I want to go. I want to prove to myself that I can do this.

I didn’t notice that I was already walking up to him, but I felt the warmth and the sureness as soon as he smiled at me.

“Okay, love”, he got up in a jump. His smile, brighter than the sun outside and so wide, that his eyes almost disappeared. “Where are you going?”, he asked in such an excited tone, I had to laugh.

“To the nail salon.”, I managed to say while laughing.

“And what are you going to ask for?”, he said as he did a little dance in front of me, jumping around and almost screaming the words. 

“I’ll ask for a sh-hort almond… Yunho!”, I tried to be stern, yet I couldn’t hold my smile back.

“I didn’t hear it, what are you going to ask for?”, he screamed this time. 

“A short almond style”, I screamed back as I tried not to laugh. 

He took my hands as he finally stopped to jump around, yet the little dance was there. 

“Yes! And when you pick a color, are you going to trust your gut?”, he swayed left to right, and I moved with him. 

“I’ll trust my gut.”

“Perfect, yes, and if it’s too long, what are you gonna do?”

“Can you do a little shorter?”, I repeated the sentence I trained earlier.

“Can you do a little shorter, yes, exactly, and if you have to go to the bathroom, what are gonna ask?”, he swayed our hands back and forth. 

“Can I go to the bathroom?”, I repeated. 

“Yes, okay, and if they ask 'do you want any extras', what are you going to say?”, he said and stopped moving completely, yet he was encouraging me with that soft look on his face.

That was the hardest question of them all.

“No, thank you.”

“Exactly, you get in and get out with the nails you want, alright?”, he said and hugged me tight. 

“Alright”, I whispered. 

I felt the confidence running through me. 

“Great, love, now you go and have a great time, okay? I love you”, he whispered and pecked my lips as he released my waist. 

“I love you too.”

I can do this.

-> | You're on the quieter side | Ateez Reaction (Hyung Line)

Context: For all of these reactions, the scenario is the same. They're hanging out as a friend group (OT8 + reader), talking about life and getting to know each other more, since reader is new around all of them as a group.

Genre: fluff

Warnings/tags: mentions of eating and drinking alcohol; mentions of shyness; implications of social anxiety; chaotic and loud Ateez

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Maknae Line version

Park Seonghwa (박성화): he'd ease you into the conversation

You're the type of person that needs time to warm up to people, Mingi knew this, but it's been such a long time since it happened in your friendship, almost a year now, that he genuinely forgot how uncomfortable some situations could be for you, and considering the amount of crazy shit he saw you say and do, could you really blame him? He thought you'd fit perfectly in his friend group since the first month he met you, and now, you finally agreed to meet them, but it wasn't going how he expected it.

You turned into a completely new person right in front of his eyes, a quieter one, the moment his friends got to the table, since you both were the first ones to get there.

He tried hard not to laugh as you smiled and waved to Yeosang and Seonghwa, who just sat by your side. He wouldn't be such an asshole to laugh at you or tease you at that moment, you were pink enough already.

"So, how long do you know each other?"

"I'm so sorry for you, he's so annoying, isn't he?

"Be honest, does he talk shit behind our backs? Song Mingi, you'd be dead if you do."

They did their best to make conversation and make you comfortable, and it worked to be fair. You answered them to the best of your abilities, highly entertained as they started to tease Mingi, it was one of your favorite activities to do. So you didn't doubt it, you could get along well with these guys.

But it was a bit overwhelming to pay attention to so many different comments and reactions, you were far from used to it. You wouldn't consider yourself shy, no, not at all, but you never had many friends, social interactions like this were not your forte.

A few drinks later, you felt a little tap on your shoulder, and you looked over at Seonghwa, his eyes were focused on you.

"Are you okay?", he asked in a hushed tone as he leaned a little bit to your right.

"Yes, I am, but why are you asking?", you whispered back, genuinely curious.

You didn't even realize you got so quiet, trying to take in most of the conversation, unless, of course, someone asked you something directly.

"You seemed a little distracted, we are so loud, aren't we?"

"I think no one could deny that statement", you said, and both of you laughed.

"It's worse than this most of the time, can you imagine what it's like to live with them?"

You couldn't, but he painted a great picture of it for you.

The hours passed, the food and alcohol came, and you got bit by bit more comfortable around them, thanks to Seonghwa's efforts (and just a little bit of Mingi's) to ease you in a smaller conversion between just you three to a broader conversation later on.

Kim Hongjoong (김홍중): he'd escape for a little bit with you

Hongjoong felt so, so bad for you, that he wanted to scold his members, and he barely knew you, at all. If he was closer to your side, he would strike a conversation with you, but he wasn't.

You were Wooyoung's friend and that's all he knew about you at first, since Wooyoung seemed protective of you for an unknown and probably unreasonable motive. So much so, that they all thought you two were dating, until now.

The thing about them is that they're loud, loud on a daily basis, the moment alcohol is involved? It could scare some people away, and he feared you would be one of those people.

You looked terrified the moment Mingi and Jongho started to yell at each other for some dumb reason Hongjoong didn't pay attention to, but your reaction was so funny, he almost laughed. You were wide-eyed observing the scene unfold, and even more surprised that no one seemed to care at all, you didn't know they were always like that, and your face the moment Wooyoung started to instigate the discussion even more? Hilarious, but it seemed like he was the only one paying attention to you at the moment.

Then Seonghwa took Hongjoong's attention for a bit, and the moment he looked over at you again, you were gone.

Wooyoung and Mingi were now giggling together, and before he could say anything, Yunho spoke up first.

"Wooyoung-ah, is your friend okay?", Yunho tapped his shoulders and only then, Wooyoung realized you weren't there, only your bag on the chair.

"Yeah, I think so", Wooyoung frowned while he spoke, but he shrugged right after, because he knew you would be back soon.

And you really would. You left to catch your breath for a moment, let the nervous level down and go back as soon as possible, but Hongjoong found you first.

"Hey, you want to go grab ice cream down the street with me?"

Well, now you had the perfect opportunity to escape the chaos and get to know him a little more, how could you refuse?

Jeong Yunho (정유호): he'd include you in every conversation

There's some sort of magic to when you have someone's attention focused on you, and you can see that they are listening, and that they actually care.

You do think it is a little bit unfair to say that people who don't do that, don't care. Everyone is talking, right? There are multiple conversations going on, the topic changes so fast, then someone screams something and everybody is laughing. This is what happened through most of the night, a lot of changes in the dynamics and energy of the table, it was a lot to take in to say the least. But there was a constant by your side, Jeong Yunho himself being the absolute MVP of your night.

The moment you sat by his side, he welcomed you with a small, but bright smile and a short introduction, and you thought that he might be a little shy too, just like you.

Oh, how wrong you were. Yunho was the one who kept the conversation going with you, included you into the other conversation and quietly explained some of the jokes to you.

"You know, you didn't say a single thing to me until now", you said to Jongho, sat on your other side, the moment the chaos died down.

"Of course, I did! We were all talking minutes ago", his tone raised immediately, and his offended face made everyone laugh.

"I don't know, I'd be worried to lost your position to Yunho after tonight."

Jongho calmly looked at you, and then to a Yunho, who was trying to hold in a massive grin.

"Oh really? Then I'm going to past to him all of the things you tol-"

"You know what? Eat more, here, eat this", you interrupted him, picked a lonely piece of chicken in hurry, and shoved down his throat to shup him up.

Everyone laughed while Jongho coughed like crazy.

Kang Yeosang (강여상): he'd help you without even knowing

Poor Yeosang, he's more awkward than you in that table. He's not the best at making friends or talking to someone for the first time. He doesn't know where to look, because you were right in front of him, and to be honest, if the boys weren't mean like that, he would say it was on purpose.

Everything was going smoothly, after all those were his friends in a comfortable set up, but you were there, so he couldn't make himself be as talkative or as loud, and they all noticed.

"Are you OK, Yeosang-ah? You seem a little red", the devil himself, Jeong Wooyoung said.

Now, all of the attention were on him, including yours. If he was red before, now he was bright pink.

"I'm okay, of course, why something wouldn't be okay?", he said, while he did his best to keep his eyes on a random table in the restaurant.

"Oh, I don't know, you're quieter today, that's all", that was all Wooyoung said, while taking another sip of his drink.

But that was enough for the others to join in.

For you? It was heaven. You were so distracted, laughing along with the jokes, that you forgot all about the pressure on your shoulders to impress those people.

By the end of the night, you felt comfortable with everyone, including Yeosang, even though he barely talked to you directly, you felt like you could relate to him, and you knew him better than before

PAYBACK (IT ISN'T OVER) - JYH

(Pictures aren't mine, credits for the rightful owners)

Pairing: Actor!Yunho x Actress!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings/ Tags: Actor! Yunho; Mentions of smut and angst, but not real life; Ateez is still a kpop group in this; pure chaos

WC: 865

N/A: This was requested by @ynxxho! I'm so sorry it took me so long, dear and I hope you enjoy it <3

Payback I

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He was dressed like an angel that came from above to bless people with his mere presence for an hour or so.

But you knew better than to believe the innocent smile on his face right now, he IS the definition of wolf in sheep’s clothing.

They all should’ve known better, so you don’t even feel bad for what was about to happen.

The ringtone echoed through the walls of the dorm.

Seonghwa was the one that got the honorable mission of retrieving the food safely.

The food arrived right on time as everyone got as comfortable as possible to watch the very last episode of the drama you both did together on Netflix

It was Yunho’s request, one that nobody thought anything of it because it made sense, right? It was an event worth celebrating for in every ateez member’s mind, the end of a very promising drama, that could lead to a very successful career in the future, for both Yunho and you.

They were elated for this. Everyone promised to watch on their own and wait for the last episode.

They were dying to know if the couple got together or not, even it was obvious it was supposed to be a romance-focused drama. It was engaging, ok? No one can judge them for caring way too much about those fictional characters. (Maybe there was a huge debate about who was right or wrong on the last episode three days ago on their group chat, but that’s normal!)

The last episode ended on a high tension scene, both characters were hurt, and now they were confronting each other, saying things that they didn’t mean and making everything worse than it was before.

Wooyoung came barging in Yunho’s room to hit him with a pillow for being so dumb that same night.

“Why did you hit me??”, it was Yunho’s response.

“You know why”, Wooyoung said and left the room.

Yunho texted you about the incident, first confused and then extremely offended that he got punished for his character’s actions when he found out, but more importantly, because Wooyoung was on YOUR side.

Wooyoung, in fact, was on your side since that traumatizing day, because you weren’t on Yunho’s plan and therefore, you were now replacing Yunho as his favorite.

“It’s time”, Jongho said as he pressed play on the 16th episode.

You exchanged glances with Yunho before the room went dark.

He smiled as he held your hands in his, that same smile you learned meant business.

Up until now, the spiciness of the drama stayed in the first episode for the most part. The rest of the scenes were the perfect mixture of fluff and angst, something the viewers could relate to and then get to know the characters to a deeper level, but now there are only a few knots to tie and some happy endings to show, including yours.

What’s better than a full ending cycle?

Close to the 20-minute mark, you excused yourself to grab some water in the kitchen.

You waited for the chaos, for some screaming and curse words, the absolute drama that only them could pull off, yet there was silence.

Silence in their dorm always means something’s up. It’s a warning sign for trouble. In this situation? You could guess the whole group fell dead on the ground all of a sudden.

The scene you walked into was just as amusing as it was in the first episode.

The 7 of them were still on their seats, mouth agape, eyes wide as the scene kept on going.

Yunho sat there with an easy smile on his face, just as entertained as you were. He was having the time of his life as he watched their expressions change to pure shock.

There wasn’t much revealing than it was already done before, no, that wasn’t the cause of the silent commotion. It was the bold dialogue, to put it lightly. It wasn’t cringe, otherwise all of them would be rolling on their backs laughing right now, it was good, the writing of the drama was excellent in general, something you’d always be thankful for, it made your job easier.

“Damn, that’s hot”, Wooyoung broke the defying silence in the living room.

After that, it was a chain reaction. Mingi laughed, then Hongjoong, who pushed Wooyoung to the ground. Then everyone was laughing.

You laughed so hard, you felt tears pooling in your eyes.

When you managed to find Yunho again, he was laughing on the floor.

The rest 30 minutes of the drama was completely forgotten after that.

"What do you mean that's hot?", Jongho was the first to ask, still flabbergasted on his seat.

"Because it was, come on, every single on of you though the same thing, don't act like you didn't!"

"It kind of was, I mean, the writing is good and it's Yunho, he's a good actor", San said as he shrugged.

"OK, let's stop with whatever conversation is this and finish the episode", Hongjoong said.

And his wish is a command so, that's exactly what happened.

But it was clear that no one was going to forget this drama anytime soon.

DIFFERENT AS BLACK AND WHITE - JYH (FROM THE 300 FOLLOWERS EVENT)

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Requested from anon

Thank you so much for the request 💕 This was so much fun to write, but damn it took me so long and I'm so sorry! I tried my best to make this bold cat black reader, but you guys let me know your thoughts!

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You couldn’t blame the shock on anyone’s face whenever you and Yunho went out together in a friendly manner, even though it pains you to say it out loud. But it doesn’t mean it wasn’t annoying to notice it for the 150th time, someone whispering about the two of you behind your back in a restaurant nearby your office.

You took another deep breath as you played with the chains of your bag on your lap, a simple way to relieve stress that Yunho wouldn’t notice and wouldn’t ask about it.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”, you noticed his beautiful smile turn into a slight frown. “You’re pouting”.

There’s no way in hell that you are pouting, so you could only look at Yunho with the utmost outraged expression you could muster, but these days, it wasn’t much. That stupid motherfucker knows he makes you smile with a snap of his fingers.

“I’m not”.

“Oh really? So you are not looking like a pouty puppy right now for a reason you don’t want to tell me”.

“I’ll let slide the fact that you just called me puppy, what do you want to order?”, you held up the menu as you tried your hardest to keep yourself together.

He always knows somehow, but never pushes you more than you want to tell him. In his mind, someday you would open up to it, but that’s where he is wrong. You rather die than let your secret off your heart.

“You’re doing that again”, Yunho whined as he pushed the menu in your hands down.

You were surprised just as much as he was. That wasn’t thought through at all. Now, he was the one pouting, and you didn’t want anything else besides kissing it away, but you couldn’t, could you? You were paralyzed by the scene in front of you.

Yunho was mesmerizing without knowing. The way his blonde hair moved ever so slightly by the slow wind coming from the nearby windows, how his eyes would become little lines when he laughed and his ears would turn red as he lowered his head anytime you complement him.

He was so beautiful, and you were so frustrated that he would never think the same of you.

“Excuse me”, that same sweet voice that whispered how cute Yunho was behind you, sounded confident now. She stood beside your table, a nice smile on her face as she focused solely on him.

Fuck me, why does she have to be soo his type too?

Her good girl style matched perfectly with his husband material style. The epitome of the perfect girl for Yunho, which you always knew it wasn’t you. Sometimes you wondered if you just changed a little… then you remembered who you are and how you’d never do that, not even for him.

You wanted to throw yourself off the window as Yunho gave her a perfect polite smile, which was what a nice reasonable person would do, but you stopped caring about reasonable for a long time.

“I was just wondering… are you two on a date right now?”, she barely looked at you while saying that. “I don’t want to bother, if you are”.

“Yes, we are, so you can go back to whisper behind our back”.

It was a tough competition between who was more surprised, Yunho or the girl, yet you remained as calm and collected as you were, staring straight at her. Her smile fell so fast, her demeanor changing as quick as her confidence left her body.

It was a pleasing sight to watch, you couldn’t lie to yourself. Maybe if she wasn’t as dismissive of you, you could feel empathy and regret, but that was far from the case.

Yunho held in the waves of emotions going through him as the girl focused back on him, to confirm what you just said, in hopes maybe he would like her more somehow.

“I think your friends are calling for you”, Yunho said as he looked from the girl to the others behind your table.

She didn’t need another sign to excuse herself.

Yunho never stared at you with this much intensity, he wasn’t smiling. Your own confidence and poker face begin to slip up as you waited for him to say something, anything, even laugh at the scene that just unfolded.

Even if everything goes down hill with Yunho now, she also doesn’t get to be with him.

It’s a selfish thought, but it’s one that brings a tiny bit of comfort to your heart as you heard them all leave the restaurant.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

His question made you want to scream. There was so much you never said, so much you didn’t want to say still, what does he know now? That you’re jealous of him? That you like him? That maybe you’ve been into him for some time? Then he doesn’t know anything at all.

“Why didn’t you tell me that people whispering about us bothered you?”

He wasn’t asking the right question and he knew it. But now you know that he heard it too, that he notices every time it happened too, and still never said anything about it.

Your eyes fell to the menu in your hands. You could barely think, but he was waiting for a real answer.

“It doesn’t”, you heard the scoff leaving his mouth. “It didn’t-”, you correct yourself. “It didn’t, but these people need a lesson to mind their own business, don’t you think?”, you looked up at him again, the walls around you raising again.

“I do”, he leaned on the chair, a smirk growing on his face. “So, we’re dating now?”

“Fine, tease me about this as much as you want”, you smiled to yourself, not a happy one, no, but a content enough smile. “It must be fun for you to have that much attention”, you didn’t want to sound bitter, but you were.

“But I only want your attention”. He didn’t even hesitate to say that. His eyes looking for yours, but you still refused to look him in the eyes. “Hey-”, his hand grabbed yours and held it into his as you let go of the menu. “Don’t you believe me?”

He leaned in, his face tilted to the side as he watched your every move. You felt burning hot with all of his attention on you, specially like this, like your answer, like you, could make his night or ruin it.

“Of course I believe you, but that doesn’t make a difference at the end of the day be-”, you looked up at him.

“Because you act like you don’t like me even if you do”, he interrupted you.

You both went silent, trying to decipher each other’s reactions.

“You only figured that out now?”.

Once again, you caught him off guard. Yunho expected at least a shy smile from you, but he was the one blushing. The thought of you liking him for a long time made his heart flutter.

“Are you going to show me how much you like you me now?”, he wet his lips, catching your attention to it.

That shut you up, and he smiled wide, clearly satisfied with himself.

“Since when did you get that bold?”, you couldn’t resist the urge to smile yourself.

“Oh, you know perfectly who did this to me, don’t even pretend like it wasn’t you”.

You kept the act, even thought you knew it was true. You never let Yunho’s parents dream about it, but you were the bad influence between the two of you since you two met, all of those years ago.

Then, you gestured for him to come closer to you, and he did in such a naive innocence, that almost made you feel bad about the things you said next.

“What about we go to your house, so I show you all the things I still want to do to you, hm?”

You left the restaurant with a clearly embarrassed, distraught and hurried Yunho pulling you to his car. You both didn’t have much time of your lunch break, but that didn’t mean Yunho wouldn’t use every single second of it to his advantage.

THE 300 FOLLOWERS EVENT

This is my thank you gift for all my lovely readers, who are always so kind to me.

The idea it's that I'd write a fic especially for the reader who requested it. They could decide elements, places, characteristics for the reader and, of course, who they wanted to be in it. I'd be the one choosing what prompts would be in it.

This is the result! Thank you so so much 💕

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1. PICNIC DATE - PARK SEONGHWA - 882 WORDS - FLUFF

You and Seonghwa went out for a special date you've been planning for a long time now. After such a crazy year, you both deserved a calm day to yourselves.

2. BAKING A HAPPY BIRTHDAY - SONG MINGI - 935 WORDS - FLUFF

Mingi didn't really care for his birthday, but he still got the best present he could ever ask for, you.

3. BETTER THAN WORDS - JEONG WOOYOUNG - 1.315 WORDS - FLUFF

Wooyoung considered himself a very straight to the point kind of person, but what can he do when you make him so damn nervous all the time?

4. DIFFERENT AS BLACK AND WHITE - JEONG YUNHO - 1.376 WORDS - FLUFF/SUGGESTIVE

You both had always been so different from each other, anyone could easily tell, everyone made a point to always comment on it, but you always held the tinniest hope that this wouldn't stop Yunho from liking you someday... the thing is, it never did.

5. WRITEEN IN THE STARS - KIM HONGJOONG - 1.376 WORDS - FLUFF

In a world of soulmates and gifted beings, every time a couple found each other it was a very interesting sight to see. Now it was Hongjoong's turn, and it wasn't going how he expected to be.

WHEN THEY GET JEALOUS OF YOUR CHRISTMAS GIFT - MATZ + YUNHO (FROM THE 400 FOLLOWERS EVENT)

Requested by the lovely @h3arteyes4mingi <3 This was soo much fun to write, there's a little bit of my own twist to fit the theme

If you enjoyed it, please reblog my work! The requests for the event are open!

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In Korea, the Christmas tradition was quite different from your country and if you had to be honest, you missed it a lot in those 3 years you’ve been here. You thought you kept those thoughts to yourself, you realized you failed on that.

Hongjoong (김홍중)

He had no idea they were planning this. All he knew about was his own gift to you, one he gave you already by midnight since he came to your house after schedule.

You are a collector, always has been, and he loved to indulge you whenever he could find an interesting piece and that he did. You were so excited by the vintage vinyls you barely slept the night before.

So to him, sitting on your couch, watching the scene unfold, was quite amusing. You, still sleepy, doing your best to be as excited as you would be if they came by one or two hours later and them, making an absolute chaos as they always did.

“You guys are actually insane”.

“I think you mean we are amazing, now get your jaw off the floor and open this”, one of them said and handed their collective gift to you.

The thing is, the boys also loved to indulge another collection you had. Todecide which signed album to get you was hard, so they got you all of them but the one you bought already, your boyfriend’s.

The moment your eyes landed on the cardboard box, you knew what it was, and you didn’t hesitate to sit on the floor of the living room and make an absolute mess. The box left aside, the wrapping paper and bubble wrap all over the place would make you lose your mind in any other occasion.

“No way, you guys did not have to…”

In front of you, there was the whole collection of the new Ateez album and as you analyzed it further, all of them were signed.

“Open them before you thank us”, Wooyoung’s tone should be the first indicator something was off to Hongjoong, but it wasn’t.

You didn’t need to be told twice and even made Jongho bring your scissors, so the package wouldn’t be slightly damaged as you took off the plastic.

You had a little routine as you opened a new album of theirs, the photocards were last, but all of them insisted you saw it first.

Hongjoong could tell you were excited for whoever may be on it, but he did wish it was one of his, another one for your long collection.

“Ah!”, you screamed as you turned it. “Yeosang!”, you announced smiling from ear to ear. “Look at you, this hairstyle looks so good…”, you said as you took a closer look.

Hongjoong felt a sour taste on his mouth. Right, it was true, anything looks good on Yeosang, that’s just a fact, but that’s what you always say to him and him only whenever he changes his hairstyle and comes running home to show you in person.

“Another one! I don’t have this one, it’s so pretty”, you showed them both photocards next to each other.

“Pretty”, Hongjoong huffed as he looked away.

“Did you say anything, hyung?”, San asked like the devil himself beside him.

San’s smile reflected on everybody else’s faces.

“No, nothing, just thinking out loud”, he brushed it off, but now all eyes were on him, including yours. “Let me help you to open those”, he moved to sit beside you and got his hands to work without waiting for an answer.

That was enough to make the attention back on you and your excitement, and he couldn’t help but smile watching you do your thing.

He sat straight, a new wave of hope as he finished taking the plastics off and making a line for you to grab. One of them has to be him, there is just no way you won’t pull his photocards.

So he waited and waited, but album after album, you got Jongho, then Wooyoung and Seonghwa. Yunho, you pulled Yunho before him. In his head he felt like murdering them all. It was clear it was on purpose by the 3rd time the photocards matched the sign on the cover.

“Love, you’re pouting”, you whispered to him when the boys were busy roasting and cringing at each other’s photos.

“No, I am not”, he whispered back, all wide-eyed and defensive, threatening to look at you in the eyes.

“You know you’re the prettiest in my eyes, right?”

“Am I? Prettier than Yunho’s outfit and Yeosang’s hairstyle?”, he didn’t budge when you hugged him nor when you put your head on his shoulder.

“Look at him sulking because she didn’t pull his pc”, Mingi said as he noticed you two on your own word.

“I’m not sulking!”

Seonghwa (박성화)

In hindsight, he told you this morning he had another surprise coming soon, so you expected something, but nothing close to this. He already made your entire year last night after he cooked all your home country food for Christmas, with your help as soon as you noticed his behavior. So what else could he do?

It was a huge box, San could barely hold it alone as one by one, they came in and greeted both of you.

“What is all of this? Better not be another prank”, you said as you glared at Yeosang, the perpetrator the last time.

He dared to giggle as the memories resurfaced and gestured no with both hands, loosing all his composure and so flustered to answer you properly without laughing. Your comment also got a chuckle out of the others, including Seonghwa, who also receive a threatening glare on his direction, but his innocent eyes could get him out of anything, so you let it go for now.

“Do you think we would be so mean to you on Christmas morning?”, Wooyoung said in such an offended tone with his left hand on his heart, like you just said you hated puppies or something.

“I don’t know what to expect from you guys anymore”, you said as serious as you could be watching his dramatics.

Hongjoong had to interfere and remind everyone of what they were doing there in the first place

“To do something nice and not to bicker some more, understood?”, he cut off Wooyoung, using that captain voice and as if it was magic, they all fell back in line.

You made space on the kitchen table to open the box there. Your best guess would be another box, a smaller one then another and another, with something inside the last one. Instead, there were carefully wrapped albums, a shit ton of them, filling more than half of the whole thing. You were speechless, then you screamed in a way none of them saw before, the fangirl scream.

“Oh my…”, you couldn’t finish.

“Now you can’t say we never did something nice for you”, Jongho said, his tone was flat, but his smile gave away the true affection he felt.

It was a lie you could never tell anyway, since they would treat you like a little sister and pay your share every time.

“Who do you want to pull the most?”, Hongjoong asked as they all watched you open the first album, a Jongho signed copy.

“San”, you didn’t even hesitate to say.

All of them immediately looked at Seonghwa, who looked like he just got stabbed on the back.

“Have you ever seen his eyes this big?”, Yunho asked as he giggled at Seonghwa expression.

“At least pretend to think for a moment, you’re killing him”, San said as he joined in the laughter.

You looked at him, right by your side. Seonghwa, who casually leaned onto the wall, now fell to his knees, both hands on his heart as he looked at you with those same puppy eyes, then looked down fake crying. “You don’t love me anymore”.

You couldn’t help, but giggle yourself.

“Don’t you want to know why I want a San photocard?”

He looked away, but you noticed how his eyes moved to look at you every 2 to 3 seconds. He was quiet for a moment, still not meeting your eyes.

“Because I already have your set complete and there’s a lot of San’s cards missing for me”.

That was enough for him to stand up. “How do you have mine complete already?”, he frowned.

It was a conflicting feeling, he hates that you spent so much money to support him, but at the same time he was beyond touched by those five words only.

“I want to support you, that’s all you need to know”, you said as you focused back on your gifts. “Now, can you stop pouting and help me here?”

Seonghwa blinked slowly as he gulped, suddenly standing with impeccable posture. Was he pouting this whole time? He noticed too late how the boys got quiet, he knew he was screwed on the group chat later.

Jeong Yunho (정운호)

“Are you sure I’m not going to bother you guys?”, you asked once again to Yunho, who was driving you to their dorms.

He only smiled at you, then quickly looked back to the road, but his hand held yours tighter on top of his thigh, a silent request for you to trust him.

Any other person would be annoyed by now, but he knew the reason for this, it was a fair one. It was a true fact, they always had a schedule for Christmas day and rest was not a given to them, so you didn’t mind spending the day away from him. But not this year, he wanted to do something nice for you now, before lunch, because he would be busy later in the night.

To be honest, even if you were going to bother them, it was too late. You both arrived in front of the building. So you let it go, you trusted his judgment.

You took a moment to actually look closely at Yunho, as he parked the car on their spot. You only witnessed him so serious about something while dancing, he tends to loosing up as soon as he sees you, so it only makes this whole situation more intriguing to you, since he was determined not to tell you a single thing, it was a first for him.

Then, you noticed his ears getting red, but chose to ignore it. How can he still be so shy by your attention after all this time, it was a mystery.

He squeezed your hand to call you back to reality.

“I want you to just enjoy it, can you do that for me?”, you nodded and let go of his hand.

The chaos could be heard from outside the door, but the moment he started to press the door code, everything went silent.

But before you could make a comment, the door opened.

“Happy Birthday!”

“Merry Christmas!”

Half said something, half said something else.

In front of you, half the decoration was for Christmas, the other half was a birthday party. Yunho slipped from your side to grab his own party hat to complete the look of the best boyfriend in the world.

You were giggling at the sight, too many emotions in your heart to actually say something at the moment.

“Come sit and open your gift, Yunho-hyung worked hard to make it happen”, Jongho said.

That he did, he fought hard his own fans to grab those albums for you. To see you beaming while flicking through the photobook was priceless to him, it was all he wanted to see after missing your birthday a couple of days ago.

So you opened it one by one the eight signed copies of their new album, all different versions so you could add them all to your collection.

“Wait, wait”, Mingi said as you took out the last envelope with all the photocards and extra gifts. “Who do you want to pull?”

“Yunho, of course”.

“Boring”, Wooyoung said at the same time Yunho melted inside, a gorgeous smile on his face and the red on his ear.

Every envelope was now in front of you beside their designated albums, already opened. You saved the best for last, excited by the pulls you would get from Yunho’s version.

“You’ll have more lucky on this one”, he said and winked at you when no one was looking.

Your excitement was clear to anyone with at least 50% of eyesight. It was cute and a little gross, but you couldn’t care less about their distaste as you took a deep breath. It was that serious to you.

So you reveal them all at once onto the ground.

4 out of 4 was Hongjoong’s. You couldn’t say you were elated by them, not that you were upset either, but you already got them before, and you did wish to have the least a single of Yunho’s.

The boys couldn’t consider it a successful prank though, because you seemed the most upset in the room. It was kind of offensive if anyone would ask Hongjoong. Yunho was the one supposed to be upset in all of this, but he giggled through and through watching your reactions to their photocards, and now he was laughing!

“Yah, what? What’s wrong with my photocards?”, Hongjoong exclaimed as he pointed to them on your hands, a mixture between laughter and distress clear on his face. “They are cute, aren’t they?”, he went on and on about it as everyone laughed, but the moment you did, he almost killed you with his eyes only.

“Sorry”, you tried to keep a straight face.

Yunho and you shared a quick glance.

Mission failed.

WHEN THEY GET JEALOUS OF YOUR CHRISTMAS GIFT - MATZ + YUNHO (FROM THE 400 FOLLOWERS EVENT)

Requested by the lovely @h3arteyes4mingi <3 This was soo much fun to write, there's a little bit of my own twist to fit the theme

If you enjoyed it, please reblog my work! The requests for the event are open!

Ateez Masterlist

In Korea, the Christmas tradition was quite different from your country and if you had to be honest, you missed it a lot in those 3 years you’ve been here. You thought you kept those thoughts to yourself, you realized you failed on that.

Hongjoong (김홍중)

He had no idea they were planning this. All he knew about was his own gift to you, one he gave you already by midnight since he came to your house after schedule.

You are a collector, always has been, and he loved to indulge you whenever he could find an interesting piece and that he did. You were so excited by the vintage vinyls you barely slept the night before.

So to him, sitting on your couch, watching the scene unfold, was quite amusing. You, still sleepy, doing your best to be as excited as you would be if they came by one or two hours later and them, making an absolute chaos as they always did.

“You guys are actually insane”.

“I think you mean we are amazing, now get your jaw off the floor and open this”, one of them said and handed their collective gift to you.

The thing is, the boys also loved to indulge another collection you had. Todecide which signed album to get you was hard, so they got you all of them but the one you bought already, your boyfriend’s.

The moment your eyes landed on the cardboard box, you knew what it was, and you didn’t hesitate to sit on the floor of the living room and make an absolute mess. The box left aside, the wrapping paper and bubble wrap all over the place would make you lose your mind in any other occasion.

“No way, you guys did not have to…”

In front of you, there was the whole collection of the new Ateez album and as you analyzed it further, all of them were signed.

“Open them before you thank us”, Wooyoung’s tone should be the first indicator something was off to Hongjoong, but it wasn’t.

You didn’t need to be told twice and even made Jongho bring your scissors, so the package wouldn’t be slightly damaged as you took off the plastic.

You had a little routine as you opened a new album of theirs, the photocards were last, but all of them insisted you saw it first.

Hongjoong could tell you were excited for whoever may be on it, but he did wish it was one of his, another one for your long collection.

“Ah!”, you screamed as you turned it. “Yeosang!”, you announced smiling from ear to ear. “Look at you, this hairstyle looks so good…”, you said as you took a closer look.

Hongjoong felt a sour taste on his mouth. Right, it was true, anything looks good on Yeosang, that’s just a fact, but that’s what you always say to him and him only whenever he changes his hairstyle and comes running home to show you in person.

“Another one! I don’t have this one, it’s so pretty”, you showed them both photocards next to each other.

“Pretty”, Hongjoong huffed as he looked away.

“Did you say anything, hyung?”, San asked like the devil himself beside him.

San’s smile reflected on everybody else’s faces.

“No, nothing, just thinking out loud”, he brushed it off, but now all eyes were on him, including yours. “Let me help you to open those”, he moved to sit beside you and got his hands to work without waiting for an answer.

That was enough to make the attention back on you and your excitement, and he couldn’t help but smile watching you do your thing.

He sat straight, a new wave of hope as he finished taking the plastics off and making a line for you to grab. One of them has to be him, there is just no way you won’t pull his photocards.

So he waited and waited, but album after album, you got Jongho, then Wooyoung and Seonghwa. Yunho, you pulled Yunho before him. In his head he felt like murdering them all. It was clear it was on purpose by the 3rd time the photocards matched the sign on the cover.

“Love, you’re pouting”, you whispered to him when the boys were busy roasting and cringing at each other’s photos.

“No, I am not”, he whispered back, all wide-eyed and defensive, threatening to look at you in the eyes.

“You know you’re the prettiest in my eyes, right?”

“Am I? Prettier than Yunho’s outfit and Yeosang’s hairstyle?”, he didn’t budge when you hugged him nor when you put your head on his shoulder.

“Look at him sulking because she didn’t pull his pc”, Mingi said as he noticed you two on your own word.

“I’m not sulking!”

Seonghwa (박성화)

In hindsight, he told you this morning he had another surprise coming soon, so you expected something, but nothing close to this. He already made your entire year last night after he cooked all your home country food for Christmas, with your help as soon as you noticed his behavior. So what else could he do?

It was a huge box, San could barely hold it alone as one by one, they came in and greeted both of you.

“What is all of this? Better not be another prank”, you said as you glared at Yeosang, the perpetrator the last time.

He dared to giggle as the memories resurfaced and gestured no with both hands, loosing all his composure and so flustered to answer you properly without laughing. Your comment also got a chuckle out of the others, including Seonghwa, who also receive a threatening glare on his direction, but his innocent eyes could get him out of anything, so you let it go for now.

“Do you think we would be so mean to you on Christmas morning?”, Wooyoung said in such an offended tone with his left hand on his heart, like you just said you hated puppies or something.

“I don’t know what to expect from you guys anymore”, you said as serious as you could be watching his dramatics.

Hongjoong had to interfere and remind everyone of what they were doing there in the first place

“To do something nice and not to bicker some more, understood?”, he cut off Wooyoung, using that captain voice and as if it was magic, they all fell back in line.

You made space on the kitchen table to open the box there. Your best guess would be another box, a smaller one then another and another, with something inside the last one. Instead, there were carefully wrapped albums, a shit ton of them, filling more than half of the whole thing. You were speechless, then you screamed in a way none of them saw before, the fangirl scream.

“Oh my…”, you couldn’t finish.

“Now you can’t say we never did something nice for you”, Jongho said, his tone was flat, but his smile gave away the true affection he felt.

It was a lie you could never tell anyway, since they would treat you like a little sister and pay your share every time.

“Who do you want to pull the most?”, Hongjoong asked as they all watched you open the first album, a Jongho signed copy.

“San”, you didn’t even hesitate to say.

All of them immediately looked at Seonghwa, who looked like he just got stabbed on the back.

“Have you ever seen his eyes this big?”, Yunho asked as he giggled at Seonghwa expression.

“At least pretend to think for a moment, you’re killing him”, San said as he joined in the laughter.

You looked at him, right by your side. Seonghwa, who casually leaned onto the wall, now fell to his knees, both hands on his heart as he looked at you with those same puppy eyes, then looked down fake crying. “You don’t love me anymore”.

You couldn’t help, but giggle yourself.

“Don’t you want to know why I want a San photocard?”

He looked away, but you noticed how his eyes moved to look at you every 2 to 3 seconds. He was quiet for a moment, still not meeting your eyes.

“Because I already have your set complete and there’s a lot of San’s cards missing for me”.

That was enough for him to stand up. “How do you have mine complete already?”, he frowned.

It was a conflicting feeling, he hates that you spent so much money to support him, but at the same time he was beyond touched by those five words only.

“I want to support you, that’s all you need to know”, you said as you focused back on your gifts. “Now, can you stop pouting and help me here?”

Seonghwa blinked slowly as he gulped, suddenly standing with impeccable posture. Was he pouting this whole time? He noticed too late how the boys got quiet, he knew he was screwed on the group chat later.

Jeong Yunho (정운호)

“Are you sure I’m not going to bother you guys?”, you asked once again to Yunho, who was driving you to their dorms.

He only smiled at you, then quickly looked back to the road, but his hand held yours tighter on top of his thigh, a silent request for you to trust him.

Any other person would be annoyed by now, but he knew the reason for this, it was a fair one. It was a true fact, they always had a schedule for Christmas day and rest was not a given to them, so you didn’t mind spending the day away from him. But not this year, he wanted to do something nice for you now, before lunch, because he would be busy later in the night.

To be honest, even if you were going to bother them, it was too late. You both arrived in front of the building. So you let it go, you trusted his judgment.

You took a moment to actually look closely at Yunho, as he parked the car on their spot. You only witnessed him so serious about something while dancing, he tends to loosing up as soon as he sees you, so it only makes this whole situation more intriguing to you, since he was determined not to tell you a single thing, it was a first for him.

Then, you noticed his ears getting red, but chose to ignore it. How can he still be so shy by your attention after all this time, it was a mystery.

He squeezed your hand to call you back to reality.

“I want you to just enjoy it, can you do that for me?”, you nodded and let go of his hand.

The chaos could be heard from outside the door, but the moment he started to press the door code, everything went silent.

But before you could make a comment, the door opened.

“Happy Birthday!”

“Merry Christmas!”

Half said something, half said something else.

In front of you, half the decoration was for Christmas, the other half was a birthday party. Yunho slipped from your side to grab his own party hat to complete the look of the best boyfriend in the world.

You were giggling at the sight, too many emotions in your heart to actually say something at the moment.

“Come sit and open your gift, Yunho-hyung worked hard to make it happen”, Jongho said.

That he did, he fought hard his own fans to grab those albums for you. To see you beaming while flicking through the photobook was priceless to him, it was all he wanted to see after missing your birthday a couple of days ago.

So you opened it one by one the eight signed copies of their new album, all different versions so you could add them all to your collection.

“Wait, wait”, Mingi said as you took out the last envelope with all the photocards and extra gifts. “Who do you want to pull?”

“Yunho, of course”.

“Boring”, Wooyoung said at the same time Yunho melted inside, a gorgeous smile on his face and the red on his ear.

Every envelope was now in front of you beside their designated albums, already opened. You saved the best for last, excited by the pulls you would get from Yunho’s version.

“You’ll have more lucky on this one”, he said and winked at you when no one was looking.

Your excitement was clear to anyone with at least 50% of eyesight. It was cute and a little gross, but you couldn’t care less about their distaste as you took a deep breath. It was that serious to you.

So you reveal them all at once onto the ground.

4 out of 4 was Hongjoong’s. You couldn’t say you were elated by them, not that you were upset either, but you already got them before, and you did wish to have the least a single of Yunho’s.

The boys couldn’t consider it a successful prank though, because you seemed the most upset in the room. It was kind of offensive if anyone would ask Hongjoong. Yunho was the one supposed to be upset in all of this, but he giggled through and through watching your reactions to their photocards, and now he was laughing!

“Yah, what? What’s wrong with my photocards?”, Hongjoong exclaimed as he pointed to them on your hands, a mixture between laughter and distress clear on his face. “They are cute, aren’t they?”, he went on and on about it as everyone laughed, but the moment you did, he almost killed you with his eyes only.

“Sorry”, you tried to keep a straight face.

Yunho and you shared a quick glance.

Mission failed.

WHEN THEY GET JEALOUS OF YOUR CHRISTMAS GIFT - MATZ + YUNHO (FROM THE 400 FOLLOWERS EVENT)

Requested by the lovely @h3arteyes4mingi <3 This was soo much fun to write, there's a little bit of my own twist to fit the theme

If you enjoyed it, please reblog my work! The requests for the event are open!

Ateez Masterlist

In Korea, the Christmas tradition was quite different from your country and if you had to be honest, you missed it a lot in those 3 years you’ve been here. You thought you kept those thoughts to yourself, you realized you failed on that.

Hongjoong (김홍중)

He had no idea they were planning this. All he knew about was his own gift to you, one he gave you already by midnight since he came to your house after schedule.

You are a collector, always has been, and he loved to indulge you whenever he could find an interesting piece and that he did. You were so excited by the vintage vinyls you barely slept the night before.

So to him, sitting on your couch, watching the scene unfold, was quite amusing. You, still sleepy, doing your best to be as excited as you would be if they came by one or two hours later and them, making an absolute chaos as they always did.

“You guys are actually insane”.

“I think you mean we are amazing, now get your jaw off the floor and open this”, one of them said and handed their collective gift to you.

The thing is, the boys also loved to indulge another collection you had. Todecide which signed album to get you was hard, so they got you all of them but the one you bought already, your boyfriend’s.

The moment your eyes landed on the cardboard box, you knew what it was, and you didn’t hesitate to sit on the floor of the living room and make an absolute mess. The box left aside, the wrapping paper and bubble wrap all over the place would make you lose your mind in any other occasion.

“No way, you guys did not have to…”

In front of you, there was the whole collection of the new Ateez album and as you analyzed it further, all of them were signed.

“Open them before you thank us”, Wooyoung’s tone should be the first indicator something was off to Hongjoong, but it wasn’t.

You didn’t need to be told twice and even made Jongho bring your scissors, so the package wouldn’t be slightly damaged as you took off the plastic.

You had a little routine as you opened a new album of theirs, the photocards were last, but all of them insisted you saw it first.

Hongjoong could tell you were excited for whoever may be on it, but he did wish it was one of his, another one for your long collection.

“Ah!”, you screamed as you turned it. “Yeosang!”, you announced smiling from ear to ear. “Look at you, this hairstyle looks so good…”, you said as you took a closer look.

Hongjoong felt a sour taste on his mouth. Right, it was true, anything looks good on Yeosang, that’s just a fact, but that’s what you always say to him and him only whenever he changes his hairstyle and comes running home to show you in person.

“Another one! I don’t have this one, it’s so pretty”, you showed them both photocards next to each other.

“Pretty”, Hongjoong huffed as he looked away.

“Did you say anything, hyung?”, San asked like the devil himself beside him.

San’s smile reflected on everybody else’s faces.

“No, nothing, just thinking out loud”, he brushed it off, but now all eyes were on him, including yours. “Let me help you to open those”, he moved to sit beside you and got his hands to work without waiting for an answer.

That was enough to make the attention back on you and your excitement, and he couldn’t help but smile watching you do your thing.

He sat straight, a new wave of hope as he finished taking the plastics off and making a line for you to grab. One of them has to be him, there is just no way you won’t pull his photocards.

So he waited and waited, but album after album, you got Jongho, then Wooyoung and Seonghwa. Yunho, you pulled Yunho before him. In his head he felt like murdering them all. It was clear it was on purpose by the 3rd time the photocards matched the sign on the cover.

“Love, you’re pouting”, you whispered to him when the boys were busy roasting and cringing at each other’s photos.

“No, I am not”, he whispered back, all wide-eyed and defensive, threatening to look at you in the eyes.

“You know you’re the prettiest in my eyes, right?”

“Am I? Prettier than Yunho’s outfit and Yeosang’s hairstyle?”, he didn’t budge when you hugged him nor when you put your head on his shoulder.

“Look at him sulking because she didn’t pull his pc”, Mingi said as he noticed you two on your own word.

“I’m not sulking!”

Seonghwa (박성화)

In hindsight, he told you this morning he had another surprise coming soon, so you expected something, but nothing close to this. He already made your entire year last night after he cooked all your home country food for Christmas, with your help as soon as you noticed his behavior. So what else could he do?

It was a huge box, San could barely hold it alone as one by one, they came in and greeted both of you.

“What is all of this? Better not be another prank”, you said as you glared at Yeosang, the perpetrator the last time.

He dared to giggle as the memories resurfaced and gestured no with both hands, loosing all his composure and so flustered to answer you properly without laughing. Your comment also got a chuckle out of the others, including Seonghwa, who also receive a threatening glare on his direction, but his innocent eyes could get him out of anything, so you let it go for now.

“Do you think we would be so mean to you on Christmas morning?”, Wooyoung said in such an offended tone with his left hand on his heart, like you just said you hated puppies or something.

“I don’t know what to expect from you guys anymore”, you said as serious as you could be watching his dramatics.

Hongjoong had to interfere and remind everyone of what they were doing there in the first place

“To do something nice and not to bicker some more, understood?”, he cut off Wooyoung, using that captain voice and as if it was magic, they all fell back in line.

You made space on the kitchen table to open the box there. Your best guess would be another box, a smaller one then another and another, with something inside the last one. Instead, there were carefully wrapped albums, a shit ton of them, filling more than half of the whole thing. You were speechless, then you screamed in a way none of them saw before, the fangirl scream.

“Oh my…”, you couldn’t finish.

“Now you can’t say we never did something nice for you”, Jongho said, his tone was flat, but his smile gave away the true affection he felt.

It was a lie you could never tell anyway, since they would treat you like a little sister and pay your share every time.

“Who do you want to pull the most?”, Hongjoong asked as they all watched you open the first album, a Jongho signed copy.

“San”, you didn’t even hesitate to say.

All of them immediately looked at Seonghwa, who looked like he just got stabbed on the back.

“Have you ever seen his eyes this big?”, Yunho asked as he giggled at Seonghwa expression.

“At least pretend to think for a moment, you’re killing him”, San said as he joined in the laughter.

You looked at him, right by your side. Seonghwa, who casually leaned onto the wall, now fell to his knees, both hands on his heart as he looked at you with those same puppy eyes, then looked down fake crying. “You don’t love me anymore”.

You couldn’t help, but giggle yourself.

“Don’t you want to know why I want a San photocard?”

He looked away, but you noticed how his eyes moved to look at you every 2 to 3 seconds. He was quiet for a moment, still not meeting your eyes.

“Because I already have your set complete and there’s a lot of San’s cards missing for me”.

That was enough for him to stand up. “How do you have mine complete already?”, he frowned.

It was a conflicting feeling, he hates that you spent so much money to support him, but at the same time he was beyond touched by those five words only.

“I want to support you, that’s all you need to know”, you said as you focused back on your gifts. “Now, can you stop pouting and help me here?”

Seonghwa blinked slowly as he gulped, suddenly standing with impeccable posture. Was he pouting this whole time? He noticed too late how the boys got quiet, he knew he was screwed on the group chat later.

Jeong Yunho (정운호)

“Are you sure I’m not going to bother you guys?”, you asked once again to Yunho, who was driving you to their dorms.

He only smiled at you, then quickly looked back to the road, but his hand held yours tighter on top of his thigh, a silent request for you to trust him.

Any other person would be annoyed by now, but he knew the reason for this, it was a fair one. It was a true fact, they always had a schedule for Christmas day and rest was not a given to them, so you didn’t mind spending the day away from him. But not this year, he wanted to do something nice for you now, before lunch, because he would be busy later in the night.

To be honest, even if you were going to bother them, it was too late. You both arrived in front of the building. So you let it go, you trusted his judgment.

You took a moment to actually look closely at Yunho, as he parked the car on their spot. You only witnessed him so serious about something while dancing, he tends to loosing up as soon as he sees you, so it only makes this whole situation more intriguing to you, since he was determined not to tell you a single thing, it was a first for him.

Then, you noticed his ears getting red, but chose to ignore it. How can he still be so shy by your attention after all this time, it was a mystery.

He squeezed your hand to call you back to reality.

“I want you to just enjoy it, can you do that for me?”, you nodded and let go of his hand.

The chaos could be heard from outside the door, but the moment he started to press the door code, everything went silent.

But before you could make a comment, the door opened.

“Happy Birthday!”

“Merry Christmas!”

Half said something, half said something else.

In front of you, half the decoration was for Christmas, the other half was a birthday party. Yunho slipped from your side to grab his own party hat to complete the look of the best boyfriend in the world.

You were giggling at the sight, too many emotions in your heart to actually say something at the moment.

“Come sit and open your gift, Yunho-hyung worked hard to make it happen”, Jongho said.

That he did, he fought hard his own fans to grab those albums for you. To see you beaming while flicking through the photobook was priceless to him, it was all he wanted to see after missing your birthday a couple of days ago.

So you opened it one by one the eight signed copies of their new album, all different versions so you could add them all to your collection.

“Wait, wait”, Mingi said as you took out the last envelope with all the photocards and extra gifts. “Who do you want to pull?”

“Yunho, of course”.

“Boring”, Wooyoung said at the same time Yunho melted inside, a gorgeous smile on his face and the red on his ear.

Every envelope was now in front of you beside their designated albums, already opened. You saved the best for last, excited by the pulls you would get from Yunho’s version.

“You’ll have more lucky on this one”, he said and winked at you when no one was looking.

Your excitement was clear to anyone with at least 50% of eyesight. It was cute and a little gross, but you couldn’t care less about their distaste as you took a deep breath. It was that serious to you.

So you reveal them all at once onto the ground.

4 out of 4 was Hongjoong’s. You couldn’t say you were elated by them, not that you were upset either, but you already got them before, and you did wish to have the least a single of Yunho’s.

The boys couldn’t consider it a successful prank though, because you seemed the most upset in the room. It was kind of offensive if anyone would ask Hongjoong. Yunho was the one supposed to be upset in all of this, but he giggled through and through watching your reactions to their photocards, and now he was laughing!

“Yah, what? What’s wrong with my photocards?”, Hongjoong exclaimed as he pointed to them on your hands, a mixture between laughter and distress clear on his face. “They are cute, aren’t they?”, he went on and on about it as everyone laughed, but the moment you did, he almost killed you with his eyes only.

“Sorry”, you tried to keep a straight face.

Yunho and you shared a quick glance.

Mission failed.

4:37 AM

Pairing: Yunho x yn Genre: fluff Word count: 538 Warnings: none? Yn doesn’t like waking up early and at some point is really cheesy but like nothing really happens lol Author’s note: I’ve never written Yunho before but I just really liked this concept. This might be too long for a timestamp so I might move it in the future but for now it’s a timestamp. <3

Usually, by this time, you were deep in sleep. And you would be, but someone had to come wake you up by throwing things at your window. Your poor window… “Yunho, I’m supposed to be asleep. You’re probably going to wake up my roommates! Stop trying to break my window!” you whisper-yell at the figure below the ledge of your window. He grins and points at the ladder leaning against your house. “Why is there a ladder here then?” You don’t know how to answer that. You grab a soft brown jacket, the one you “borrowed” from him a few weeks ago, and start climbing out of the window. He catches you as you reach the ground. “Hey,” he whispers, grinning down at you. “Hey yourself. Why did you want me here?” “Sunrise! You never wake up early, so I wanted you to see one.” You think it’s sweet, almost. If it weren’t for the fact that you hate doing anything this early in the morning, you’d probably do this more often. Especially since Yunho’s favorite viewing spot is half a mile from your house. Not a super long walk… but not short enough to justify waking up so early. By the time you reach the top of the hill, you’re pretty winded and not entirely sure the walk was worth it. Yunho gestures to a dry spot in the grass and you sit down next to him. “It’ll start in a minute or two,” he says, still in a hushed voice even though nobody’s around. It’s quiet. Almost eerily so. And then you see a bit of color start to rise above the horizon. The birds begin to stir, you can hear them even though there aren’t any near you on the hill. It starts with a layer of purple, softening the harsh black of the night sky. It shifts to pink, a lighter color that bathes the hill in a gentle glow. The next is orange, like the bowls in your kitchen that he gave you for your 20th birthday. You don’t realize you’re leaning on his shoulder until he wraps an arm around you. You look up and notice that he’s gazing wistfully at you. You smile and press a kiss to his nose, momentarily forgetting the sunrise. “You’re going to miss the best part.” “That’s okay, I have a better view here.” You don’t know when you got so cheesy, but Yunho loves it. He cups your cheek with his free hand and turns you back to the sunrise, where the sun is finally appearing. “I’m surprised it didn’t blind me,” you say, and he chuckles. “Was it worth waking up early?” “Maybe. However… next year, we’re sleeping in.” “And what if I still come over super early?” he asks, cocking an eyebrow. “All the more reason to live together by then. You won’t be able to throw things at my window to wake me up, and I can just fall asleep on you to keep you in bed.” “Is that a promise?” “Yes. I promise I will save my window some damage.” He laughs, a sweet sound that you can never get enough of. “I love you, yn. Happy anniversary.” “Happy anniversary, Yunho.”

window - jeong yunho x reader

warnings: fluff, a little angst

wc: 483

,,they say eyes are the window to the soul, but your windows are closed.”

you avoided yunho’s yearning gaze. you shifted your position in the car seat to slightly turn your body away from his.

,,what do you mean? don’t speak in riddles..”

yunho unbuckled his seat belt to reach over and rub the back of his hand over your warm cheek. ,,i’m worried sweet heart, you’re holding back from something.”

the truth is that yunho was right. you are holding back. for months building up to this moment, you’ve felt different. you didn’t want to tell yunho because you were afraid it’s going to hurt him.

,,i-i-” you start, ,,it’s nothing, yunho. you’re thinking too much into this okay? let’s just go inside.”

you don’t wait for yunho to respond as you’re hurriedly getting out of the car and making your way inside of the apartment complex. you take your shoes off as you enter the apartment and sit on the couch while you wait for yunho to come in.

you hear the door slam loudly. the next thing you know yunho is sitting next to you with his fingers stroking your hand.

,,you know you can tell me anything right? i’m your best friend. i’m here for you, you dummy.” he jokes.

you let out a slight giggle, bracing yourself for what you’re about to say.

,,yunho,” you stare at him hesitantly, ,,i love you.”

he tilts his head aside in confusion. ,,i love you too, y.n. you know thi-”

,,no, i’m in love with you.” you mutter.

you expect yunho to attack you with words such as ,i hate you’ or ,i don’t feel the same way.’ but instead, he just laughs at you.

you can’t help but to feel embarrassed and to bite the inside of your cheek.

,,that’s what you wanted to tell me? i already knew.”

you gasp and look at yunho in shock. ,,y-you knew that i-”

,,mhm.” he shifts closer to you. ,,i could tell.”

you let out a small sigh of relief.

,,but y/n….i’m in love with you too.”

butterflies in your stomach appear as you listen to the words being spoken to you.

,,really?"

,,yes...is it okay if i….kiss you?"

you swallow and nod your head quickly.

,,i need words, precious." yunho says softly.

,,yes, please kiss me."

in a matter of seconds yunho's lips are attached to yours. you feel all of the warm emotions swirling between the two of you.

your lips move against one another's in harmony, perfectly encapsulating the moment.

you're the first to pull back as you need to catch your breath.

,,so, what are we now?"

yunho scratches his knee and chuckles. ,,i don't know yet, but can i officially call you mine?"

you look up at yunho with love filled in your eyes. ,,yes, i would love to be called yours."

Good To Be Home

Pairings | ATEEZ!Mingi x female reader 

Genre | fluff

Word Count | 1040

Warnings | cute couple

It’s been three months since Mingi took some time away from the members and idol life in general. However, that didn’t exclude you. You haven’t seen Mingi either, only a few texts here and there and one or two FaceTime calls. It was getting harder and harder being away from him when you’re so used to being in his presence.

Today is one of the days Mingi contact you while he’s away with his relatives. 

Mingi <3 : Hey baby

Me : Mingi! How’re you? 

Mingi <3 :  I’m good, you? Have you eaten today? 

Me : Yup, have you? 

Me : I actually had some of your favorite last night. Extra crispy chicken with cheese and steamed broccoli. 

Me : Y’know, to balance the healthy. 

Mingi scoffs with a small smile on his face. He doesn’t always eat cheese with his chicken but he knows how much of a cheese lover you are.

Mingi <3 : My baby girl, as healthy as ever. 

Me : Pft, don’t tease me, jerk. 

Me : When are you coming home.. the bed is so cold without you here. Like I’m married to a overly busy Sub-Zero. 

That gets a louder laugh out of Mingi, the smile reaching his eyes and he realizes just how much he really misses you. 

Mingi <3 : Soon baby, soon. Wait for me yeah? 

Me : I love you Songi.

Mingi <3 : I love you too Y/NN 

You huff and pull yourself out of your bed, fuzzy socks protecting you from the cold floor. The loft is pretty warm, opting for you to dress comfy in some shorts and matching cami. 

You pad your way into the kitchen area and perch yourself on the high stools, staring down at your takeout. It’s more of like a tradition at this point for you to cook one day and Mingi the other so in his place, you order takeout. 

It’s no big deal because you’re glad you’re helping out your local Korean bbq place during these times. Sometimes you’d visit and order from the local Chinese restaurant as well. 

The food wafts your senses completely as you pick up your chopsticks and dig in. To battle the silence you turn on your radio and connect your phone. Your playlist kicks on shuffle and Baekhyun’s Cry For Love comes on and you hum while scrolling through Twitter. 

Through your lack of senses you don’t register the loft doors opening after the door code is punched in. It’s not until you feel extra heat radiating against your back that all your senses kick back in and you grip your chopsticks. 

You turn quickly and stab forward without hesitation only for your wrist to be caught. You look up at the intruder’s face, alarmed.

“Min..gi?” The chopsticks clatter against the hardwood floor as they drop from your hand and you launch yourself into his arms. “Baby!” You kiss his ear, cheek and neck then pull away to kiss his lips. 

The kiss is sweet as always, his hands cradling your thighs, squeezing softly as you hold his face while rubbing the apples of his cheeks. When you both pull away you peck his lips one last time as your heart soars with excitement that he’s really here. 

“When.. when did you get back?” His smile reaches his eyes as he nuzzles your neck, breathing in your familiar scent. 

“Not too long ago. Hyung picked me up from the airport and I spoke with them a bit before I rushed over here. I missed my baby girl too much to stay away any longer. Plus, I feel a lot better, I really needed a breather.”

You listen to him and nods understandingly then motions towards the large couch. He walks you both over and sits down, relaxing into the couch as you straddle him, trying to stay as close as possible. 

He chuckles as it doesn’t go unnoticed by him, his hands moving from your thighs to your hips. “I’m here baby, I won’t be going anywhere any time soon. Relax.” He tells you with a gentle squeeze.

You didn’t realize you were still a bit tensed with emotions of having him back and so close. Your body immediately relaxes and you run your fingers through his hair. 

“Keep talking.. how was everything?” You encourage. You know this break was personal for him that it’s not even something he shared with you and you respect that. 

“Everything was great. It was hard at the start. I was so accustomed to what we had going on for the past year that the first few weeks away were..painful. I missed you and the guys so much but I knew this was something I needed to do. I was too overwhelmed.” 

You hum and offer him a small smile and you continue to run your fingers through his hair as he talks, calming him even more.

“Mom and dad were really understanding and they practically spoiled me with any and everything.” You both chuckle, knowing they were just happy to see their busy son for such a long time. 

“My brother and I went fishing for the first time then we went to the sauna. I spent most of my time there not gonna lie. It was so relaxing and just.. eased my soul and I did a lot of thinking and reflecting there.” 

“I’m glad you were able to find some peace and that this break treated you well. You know that all we want is your happiness. I’m so proud of you and what you’ve accomplished. You’re an amazing partner, artist and brother to our friends.”

Mingi feels his chest constrict and he bites his bottom lip and his nose stings. You immediately notice the changes and wrap your arms around him, guiding him to your chest. He wraps his arms around you and holds you tightly as he allows himself to be vulnerable before you.

He doesn’t cry, he simply buries his face into your chest and closes his eyes, enjoying your comfort. “My sweet boy.. welcome home.”

Mingi leans back and stares up into your eyes, feeling confident that he’s safe within your arms.. where he belongs. He brings you down and kisses you lovingly.

“It’s good to be home.” 

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Good To Be Home (f)

genre : idol!au, idol!Mingi, atiny!reader, fluff

— in which Mingi returns from his mental health break and you welcome him home

「 Jung Wooyoung 」

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「 Choi Jongho 」

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genre: Somewhat fluff?

word count: 1.9k

Pairing: Yunho x fem!reader

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a/n: Guys I kinda think it’s cringe. I don’t really know how this is going to go but hope you all enjoy the new content! This post is also dedicated/made for one of my friends <3 -🌷

This crush you had on Yunho has been going on for a while now. Every time you two would practice together you were always so happy to see he wanted to spend time with you and always be putting you first instead of the other members. As you sat in the dimly lit rehearsal room, practicing the choreography for the day, your eyes fell upon Yunho, his focused gaze unwavering as he honed his skills. The rest of the members were engaged in their own tasks, the room filled with the sound of your voices blending with the music and your synchronized movements. But your focus seemed to have narrowed, solely on Yunho, and you couldn't help but admire his dedication and grace.

 As practice continued, the captain announced a short break, and everyone dispersed to rest or chat amongst themselves. You found yourself lingering in the vicinity of Yunho, not knowing how to express your growing feelings for him, which had blossomed over time without your full realization. Sensing your presence, Yunho turned and offered you a warm smile, his eyes sparkling with genuine kindness. "Hey," he said, breaking the silence between you two. "You've been awfully quiet today." “well i guess i have been quiet but we’re preparing for a comeback..” you say still trying to get a specific dance move right in the choreography. Yunho chuckled, his eyes studying your focused expression as you attempted to master the dance move. "Yeah, I noticed. You've been practicing hard, huh?" You pause practicing the move for a moment to smile at his compliment. “Thanks yuyu, i appreciate that you’ve noticed…” Yunho's lips curled into a charming smile at the sound of the nickname you had bestowed upon him. He took a few steps closer, leaning against the wall next to you.

 "Of course, I always notice your dedication. You're an amazing dancer, you know that right?" You got a knot in your stomach at the view of his smile, faint blush appears on your face Yunho noticed the subtle flush in your cheeks and a soft chuckle escaped his lips. He inched a step closer, closing the small gap between you two. "You're blushing," he teased, his gaze fixed on your face. "Do my compliments affect you that much?" Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the butterflies in your stomach swirling with increased intensity. You tried to regain your composure, feeling a bit flustered at the sudden closeness.

 "Well, coming from you, they hold a certain weight," you replied, your voice slightly shaky. Yunho leans closer, his smirk widening, clearly enjoying your predicament. "Oh, is that the only reason?" he teases, his voice lowering to a softer tone. "Because your face says otherwise." You pushed him away from his chest. “alright back up..” You then walked out the room. Yunho stumbled a bit from the push, surprised by your action. He watched you hurry out of the room, confusion on his face. He stood there for a moment, processing what had just happened, then decided to follow you, determined to find out what had flustered you so much. Yunho stumbled a bit from the push, surprised by your action. He watched you hurry out of the room, confusion on his face. He stood there for a moment, processing what had just happened, then decided to follow you, determined to find out what had flustered you so much.

 “Let it go Yunho.” You never thought him teasing you like that would make you feel mad at him, it usually never did but this was different. He was also surprised that you didn’t say his nickname. Yunho was taken aback by the coldness in your response. He had playfully teased you before, and it never seemed to bother you, but this time it was different. He could see the flicker of irritation in your eyes, and the absence of his usual nickname stung him more than he'd like to admit. "Alright, alright," he relented, holding his hands up in surrender. "I get it, I overstepped. I'm sorry." He paused for a moment, the silence between you growing heavy. "Can we talk for a sec? There's something I need to say." You stop him from saying anything else.

 “I’m just gonna go home..” You then take your stuff and head back to the dorm. Yunho watched you walk away, his eyes filled with a mix of confusion and sadness. He wanted to reach out, to stop you and talk things out, but something held him back. Instead, he stood there, feeling a pang of regret as he watched you disappear down the hallway.

 You then arrive at the dorm and head to your room, somewhat keeping yourself from the rest of the members including Yunho when they get home. The members return to the dorm, oblivious to the tension between you and Yunho. They gather in the living room, chatting amongst themselves and speculating about the reason for your absence. Yunho remains silent, his gaze fixed on the floor, still replaying the earlier incident in his mind. “Yena come out and eat please!” Hongjoong yells enough for you to hear. You hear him yell for you, and decided to text him that you were going to eat in your room. Hongjoong, upon receiving your text, informs the other members. They exchange looks of concern, but respect your decision to avoid Yunho. 

The members sit down to eat, the atmosphere somewhat strained without you there. Yunho remains unusually quiet, picking at his food, deep in thought. Hongjoong looks at Yunho, who is still lost in his thoughts. Hongjoong knows something happened between the two of you, he could sense the tension in the air. "Yunho," he says, his voice soft. "You should check on her." "What?" Yunho lifts his head, snapping out of his thoughts. "I don't think she wants to see me right now..." Hongjoong sighs, understanding the situation. 

"Just go talk to her, okay? She's clearly upset about something, and you two need to talk it out. You've known each other long enough to work things out." Yunho lets out a deep sigh, knowing that Hongjoong was right. He nods, slowly getting up from his seat. "Alright." Without further hesitation, he makes his way to your room. "Good, just try to fix things, okay?" Hongjoong gave him a smile, encouraging him.

Yunho mustered up the courage and made his way to your room. He stood outside your room, his hand hovering over the doorknob. He took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door. "Yena," he called out gently. "Can I come in? We need to talk." You hear Yunho's voice and a pang of emotion hits you. You're conflicted: a part of you wants to talk to him, to clear up the misunderstanding, but another part of you is still mad. After a moment of hesitation, you reply, "Fine, come in." Yunho opens the door and steps into your room. He looks at you, noticing the mixed emotions on your face. The silence hangs heavy between you for a few seconds before he finally speaks. "Can we sit and talk for a bit?" 

“I mean we have to since your already in here.” Still not making eye contact with Yunho. Yunho nods, understanding your cold response. He takes a seat on the edge of your bed, giving you some space. "Listen, I'm sorry for what happened earlier. I shouldn't have teased you like that. I didn't mean to make you upset." “But you wouldn’t get it Yunho..” You say in a soft voice. Yunho is surprised by your words. He can hear the fear in your voice, and a pang of worry shoots through him. "Why would I see you differently?" he asks, leaning a little closer to you. 

"You can tell me anything, Yena, I promise I won't judge." You had really strong feelings for him, it just felt weird trying to confess your feelings. Yunho then studies your face, noticing the internal struggle you're going through. He can sense there's something important you're keeping inside, something that's causing your anger. "Yena," he says gently, reaching out and placing a hand on your arm. 

"Whatever it is, you can tell me. I won't think any differently of you, I promise." Yena’s body starts to burn up and the pigment is flushed slightly in her cheeks, and she starts to take a deep breath. Then she begins to confess her feelings for her best friend. "Yunho... there's something I need to tell you. Something I've been keeping inside for a while now."  "What is it? You can tell me, Yena. Whatever it is, I'm here to listen." Her heart races as she gathers the courage to speak. "I... I have these strong feelings for you, Yunho. Feelings that have grown over time, slowly but surely."

Yunho is surprised by her confession, his eyes widening slightly. He hadn't expected this, but at the same time, it made sense considering all the times she would act flustered when he teased her. She continues, her voice shaky. "I know you probably didn't expect this, and it's okay if you don't feel the same. I just needed to get it off my chest because it's been eating me up inside." Yunho is taken aback, a million thoughts running through his mind. The teasing, the moments they shared, everything suddenly clicking into place. He looks at Yena, his expression unreadable, trying to process his own feelings. Her eyes are filled with vulnerability and a hint of fear, unsure of what Yunho's response will be. She waits anxiously, her heart in her throat, feeling like time has slowed down.

Yunho's heart races as he takes in her words. The weight of her confession sinks in, and he realizes the depth of his own feelings for her. He had teased her, yes, but those were moments of playfulness. Now, he sees her in a completely different light. She breaks the silence, unable to bear the anticipation. "Say something, please." Yunho is snapped out of his thoughts. He looks at her, his gaze softening as he starts to speak. "Yena... I had no idea," he begins, his voice gentle. "I had no idea you felt this way. I thought I just teased you in a friendly manner. I never realized my words could affect you so deeply." She feels a pang of disappointment, thinking his reply means he doesn't reciprocate her feelings. "So, you don't feel the same?" she asks, her voice quavering. Yunho notices the hint of heartbreak in her voice and quickly shakes his head. "No, no, that's not what I'm saying," he clarifies, scooting closer on the bed. He reaches out and takes her hand in his, holding it gently. "I do have feelings for you, Yena. Feelings that I didn't fully understand until now." Yena's eyes widen, hope flickers in her expression. "You... you do?" she asks, hardly believing her ears.

Yunho nods, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Yes, I do. I guess I was too caught up in our playful moments to see what was right in front of me. But now that I know... I realize how much you mean to me, and how much I want you." A mix of emotions washes over Yena, relief, happiness, and a overwhelming sense of elation. Tears well up in her eyes as she processes his words. "You mean it?" she asks, a hopeful smile forming on her lips. Yunho squeezes her hand, bringing it up to his chest where she can feel his heartbeat racing. "I mean it, Yena," he says, his voice full of sincerity. "I can't deny my feelings for you anymore. It's always been you Yena.”

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THIS IS TOO CUTE JHSHSDHSKSIXHDHD

— cheeseball ☆

pairing jeong yunho x gn!reader

wc 500+

warnings none :)

requested : 7 from fluff

a/n i want a yunho </3

yunho loved brownies. he said they reminded him of you. quite the personified form of something you never understood.

"you know how brownies are crispy on the outside and all sweet and soft on the inside" he spoke up, between occupying himself by eating chocolate chips, one chip at a time.

you hummed, trying to measure the right amount of flour in the recipe, as he continued, "that's how you are, scary on the outside, but actually, quite sweet"

you looked at him with a questionable expression, him giggling while getting off the counter. he came up to where you were, contended at how the mixture was getting clumpy. you were met with yunho booping the tip of your nose with the batter, chuckling while saying. "oh, aren't you just a-dough-rable"

"yun, this isn't dough" you giggled.

"oh" he paused, "the same thing, give or take"

you smiled at yourself, the fond memories of when you first met yunho coming back. the whole reason you were drawn to the clumsy boy with fluffy hair.

"hi, y/n, I'm yunho" he stuttered. you could see a group of boys behind him, whispering and staring intently at him. the boy was- well, obviously, looked as if he were to kill you.

"hi, yunho" he loved the way his name rolled of your tongue, he felt as if he could listen to your voice forever, as cheesy as it sounded.

he was mesmerized at how your eyes, had this shine to it, and your smile, oh he was head over heels in love with you. he finally stopped being a wimp to himself, and gathered up the courage to finally get your number.

"m-may i have your number? i mean if you don't mind- you don't have to- like-"

"sure, I don't mind," you said, sweetly, making stomach do flips. he gave you. his phone to type in your number, and watching you save it as 'y/n :)'

"i''ll text you, today" he spoke, a goofy smile taking over his face. waving awkwardly.

from then, you hit it off with, not being able to go an hour without texting him. and after a week or so, he asked you out for a coffee date, in the cutest way you could imagine.

cheeseball [6:54pm] : we should go get coffee together

y/n [6:54pm] : that would be nice :)

cheeseball [6:55pm] : you're supposeD TO ASK WHY ;(

y/n [6:55pm] : okay, SIR, why ?

cheeseball [6:55pm] : because you're a cup ;)

cheeseball [6:55pm] : WAIT NO

cheeseball [6:55pm] : because I like u a latte ;)

y/n [6:55pm] : cheeseball.

"baby" he called out, a smile playing on your face. you hummed, watching the brownies bake in the oven.

"kiss" you chuckled at his requirement, immediately, kissing the pout on his face away.

"more" he whined, you couldn't say a no to him and his stupid puppy eyes.

his lips met yours, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer. he pulled away, with a fond smile, and his cheeks dusted pink.

"The problem is: if I kiss you, I don’t think I could stop" he spoke up, making your face go all pink and nuzzle your face into his neck. "and also because the oven is a huge, cockblocker."

okay-- this-- this is not helping me with my delulu mind right after seeing a tiktok of Yunho tryna play with a staff's newborn baby........FUUU---

my baby (x2) | J.YH

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MY BABY (x2) | J.YH

» synopsis: you were only gone for a few mintues, where did yunho go with your daughter? » genre: fluff » pairings: dad!yunho x gn!parent!reader » wc: 564 » warnings: established relationship (married) » other: god im so fucking SOFT » impulsive or self indulgent? no and yes

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"i'll be right back, alright?" you say to your husband from across the small aisle, him nodding in understanding before you run off.

your daughter had grown quicker than you had expected, none of the clothes that were gifted to you fitting her anymore. now you found yourself in your local shopping mall, running around to find her new clothes that can - hopefully - last her a while.

unfortunately, she seemed dead set on a clothing set that, of course, they didn't have in her size. rushing around the store, you do your best to find any attendants to ask if they had more sizes.

"wanna play a game?" yunho says to the toddler, her arms waving in excitement as she sits in the stroller, a lighthearted laugh escaping her as yunho's tall frame leans down.

he attempted to play rock, paper, scissors with her - a game she is still trying to learn - and felt warmth fill his chest when he let her win, an overexaggerated, disappointed sigh leaving his lips as he looks down, causing your daughter to squeal in joy.

"i have an idea," yunho says softly, a smile on his face as his daughter shakes around in excitement. "race car time!"

yunho grabs the handles of the stroller, looking around the small aisle in the store before running down it, making car noises as he turns corners of the store, avoiding other shoppers as he listenes to his child's screams of happiness.

"that was close," you sigh to yourself, making your way back to where you had left yunho with your daughter. "glad she won't have a fit because we cant get it for her."

you make your way down the aisle only to find it empty. maybe i'm in the wrong one, you think, looking up at the signs to see that you were in the right one.

you chuckle lightly before pulling out your phone, a strange noise stopping you. you try to listen to it clearer as it seems to become louder as time passes.

only then when you look of to face the other end of the long aisle, you see yunho running behind your daughters stroller, making motor noises as your daughter giggles with her hands flailing in the air.

"ladies and gentlemen, will they finish in first place?" you hear yunho say as he barrels closer to you. smiling at your husbands antics, you extend your arms on either side of you, forming a fake finish line as they continue towards your form.

"this is a close race, will they make it?!" yunho says before you move out of the way, letting him and your daughter pass through the "finish line" you created before your daughter bursts into laughter.

"they did it! the best racing team there ever will be is right in aisle five!" yunho says, his voice going deeper as to replicate one over a loud speaker as he turns back towards you, clothes still in hand as you smile at the both of them.

you move closer to yunho, planting a small kiss on his lips as he smiles widely at you before you lean down and show your daughter the clothes.

she laughs happily, a smile on her face and yunho can't help but feel like he is the luckiest man in the world for having both of you by his side.

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SKIN – 정윤호

synopsis . in which yunho soothes you after your boyfriend breaks up with you.

pairing . jeong yunho & fem! reader

genre . fluff, angst, lovers to exes (reader with her bf), friends to lovers?, non idol!au

taglist . @bro-atz @purplenimsicle @vampzity @iykyunho @yyaurii | comment your username if you wanna be added to my permanent taglist! ♡

word count . 2,4k

DISCLAIMER! cursing, slight degradation (yn is called a “bitch” by her boyfriend), lots of tears, yn’s got a boyfriend whose name is never mentioned, yn in here has dark hair (sorry for my light-haired babes, it’s just for the plot), sabrina carpenter sad songs (yes, that goes as a warning), physical and psychological insecurities, cutest pet names (princess, baby, love, yun & more), body worshipping, just softie bsf yuyu showing all his love to reader ><

NIC’S NOTES this fic has a piece of my heart, i put all my poet ass in it lmao. ofc it’s inspired in “skin” by sabrina carpenter (song rec alert !!). enjoy, dearsss <3

“come to my place. now” was what you had told yunho when you called him. and no more words nor explanations were needed for him to rush into your studio apartment’s door.

a soft knock reverberated across the gloomy room while you were too busy rotting on your sofa, a feather pillow was pressed against your pale face by your hands as they grasped the fluffy material. you groaned before forcing your body up, your stocking feet idly searching for your black and white slippers. tired body shuffling its way to your door.

you swung your door open revealing your best friend’s figure, enveloped in an oversized hoodie, hands busy holding a basket full of your favorite sweets and scented candles. you also could take a peek at some teabags, also of your preferences. “bought some things on my way here. you sounded a bit off so i thought these could make you feel better.” he muttered as he analyzed your state, smudged mascara on your cheeks catching his attention.

your boyfriend of two years had called you to ask you if you were free tonight. as excitement rushed through your veins, you accepted frantically; you hadn’t seen him in so long since he was on some sort of business trip, you didn’t know. he didn’t clarify what it was for and you didn’t even bother asking, limiting yourself to only wish him the best and tell him how much you love him and to be safe. your small studio apartment felt so small and empty without his joyful presence, yunho having to fill the void. but finally, finally, the two weeks; fourteen days; 336 hours, and fifty minutes passed, though they did at the pace of a turtle.

you tracked the flight of the airplane he was in as the two-weeks-accumulated anxiety was overflowing you. when your screen informed you that he’d arrive in only ten minutes, you changed your clothes, did your makeup as fast as lightning, and drove, ignoring a few traffic signs, to the airport. and you waited, and waited, and waited. he never showed up.

with all the people that passed you by while you lingered in that airport, you tried to convince yourself that maybe he was there or that his flight was delayed. the most nonsensical excuses were formed in your head. you were quick to grab your phone, slide your finger across your screen, and type anxiously against it, your eyes moving from side to side, up and down, looking for his contact.

to love: “where are u”

to love: “have u arrived yet?”

no response. your feet were starting to feel your weight too much, feeling sore as the minutes passed. a teardrop threatened to roll off your cheekbone but you resisted, holding onto a miserable bit of hope. and then it started raining, the heavy drops hammering the walls made of glass of the airport and you heaved a sigh. a part of you refusing to accept that he wasn’t there and that you had to rot in a cold, lonely bed again for god knows how much time. your index finger was firmly placed on the on and off button of your phone, checking your screen every five seconds, envisioning the relieving sound of a “ding” indicating that he had finally replied to you. sadly, it didn’t.

although, he had taken the time to answer to your desperate messages four days later, you were still excited to meet your lover again, after being apart for such a long time. you were supposed to have a pretty dinner date at his place, or at least that’s how you interpreted his words. actually he had said “we need to catch up! come to my place by 6”, but you still dolled up as if you were modeling on the fucking red carpet. and you regretted it so much.

a few sips of the sparkling champagne were enough for you to start confessing how much you had missed him and everything you had done in his absence. your crystallized bubble crumbled down so fast, though. only five words, five damn words were necessary for your eyes to start welling up with precious teardrops.

“we need to break up.” he had said. emotionless. as if he was giving you the fucking hour.

“what. why?” your eyes peered down his soul as you tried to retain a few tears that already demanded their release. you processed his words and spoke, “and what do you mean by need?” 

your scattered voice didn’t hurt him. not at all. “i’ve been hiding something from you for… too much time.” you gasped. your ears tickling in anticipation. “sorry, but i’m in love with… someone else.”

the glass of champagne that rested on your hand on the edge of the table slipped off it and met the floor, the crystal and liquor spread all over it, messing its neatness up. tears started to flow down your heated cheekbones, your bottom lip caught between your teeth. “how long?”

your simple question received a simpler answer. “eight months.”

your throat ran dry but you still managed to speak back through gritted teeth. “eight months. was i not enough for you? were those eight months happier for you?”

he stood up, now both of you speaking face-to-face. frown brows decorated his expression. “why bother telling you?”

“answer me!” you demanded, your voice and heart naturally breaking with each passing second near him.

“fine. those were the best months of my life. she’s the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen, her soul is just as bright as her blonde hair. she treats me like a king, yn. and what have i gotten with you? nothing but just shitty nights, crying myself to sleep because of our never-ending fights.” he breathed before continuing, “don’t you understand that you’re nothing compared to her?”

he deadpanned and you couldn’t bring yourself to hold eye contact. your knuckles turned clearer as you tightened your fist. “fuck you.”

you didn’t think twice before standing up and making your way out of that unforgettable apartment, not daring to look back; you managed to hear a faint “you asked, bitch!”. once you walked out of the building and entered your car, you fell apart. mascara stains all over your face and smudged lipstick around your mouth. the tight grip you maintained on the steering wheel was alternative in function of not breaking your fist by punching a concrete wall. you turned up the radio, desperately looking for a song that’d cheer you up. but “opposite” by sabrina carpenter started playing.

you drove home with the singer’s soothing voice and melody in the background as the lyric was blabbered by your broken self, hitting naturally differently. at this point, your face was a mess, unlocking a new feature of you. before arriving home, you thought of yunho. yes, he’d definitely be the solution —or distraction— of all this disarray. so you typed “yuyu” on the contacts’ search bar, rapidly hitting the call button.

and he picked up so fast, promising you to be at your place in 10. and here he was, wrapping your core with his large arms in a warm, much-needed hug. you allowed the rest of the teardrops that hadn’t fallen to do so, a patch of wetness on yunho’s hoodie.

“do you wanna talk about it?” his soothing voice comforting you. he waited patiently for you to recompose and be able to formulate non-blabbered sentences.

“it’s him, yun.” your words were muffled by his cloth, yet still audible for yunho to comprehend. “he cheated on me.” you lifted your face up his chest, teary-eyed. “for eight fucking months.”

genuinely, yunho never liked your boyfriend. there was just something about him that triggered yunho, so he rejected him from the very first start. still, he didn’t say anything about his repudiation towards your boyfriend since he was a witness of how much you adored him. the little girl grin your lips would form every time you talked about him was so cute. a facet of him wished that smile to be caused only because of him though. he’d tell you how he felt about your boyfriend, but not now. not when he has you breaking down on his arms.

“come on, princess. let’s lie on the couch.” he mumbled as he scooped you in his arms, holding you soundly. idly, you enveloped your arms around his toned neck and hid your messed-up face in the crook of his neck. due to his height and the small space of your apartment, five steps were enough for him to lay your core all along the fluffy, light-colored couch, your ankles hanging off of its armrest. he sat next to your head and you lifted it a bit, indicating to put his legs under your nape to use his thighs as a pillow.

he trailed his hand up and down your untied hair, alleviating your pain away. “what did he tell you, hm?”

you exhaled deeply, remembering his harsh words, your irises being covered by a watered shield for the nth time that night. yunho’s thumb rushing up your eyes and brush them away. “nonono, baby.” he whispered tenderly, swelling your heart up even more. a moment of silence was given to you by him. “take a deep breath for me.”

your chest rose and fell as you followed yunho’s instructions, your teary eyes locked with his, full of sweetness and affection. his thumb still working on the inconstant waterfall that kept flowing down your cheeks. you kept your breathing pace calm and collected, a proud, beaming smile adorning his face. “that’s it, sweetheart. just like that” he kept quiet for a moment before speaking again. “whenever you feel ready, just vent with me.”

five minutes passed and yunho didn’t seem bothered because of it. hell, he’d give you all the existing time for you to get over that jackass. he adored you way too much and thought that you were too beautiful to be crumbling down because of him. and he didn’t have to say it, his eyes spoke for him, perfectly reflecting his devotion to you.

your deep sigh pulled him out of his trance. and you finally started spilling out all your thoughts. “i asked him if i wasn’t enough for him and if he had spent those eight months with her happily. i don’t even know why i did that. i must be some sort of a masochist” you said causing yunho to let out a breathy chuckle. “he said that they were. and that she’s the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, with a soul as bright as her hair.” his words tattooed on your skull. your voice nearly broke. “and that i’m nothing compared to her.”

“and did you believe him?” he questioned. “do you?”

“i—“ you stammered, not knowing your response. your misery and self-love were tearing you down to pieces. “i don’t know, yun.”

“and you’re so wrong for that.” he stated and you tilted your head slightly in confusion. “honey. look at you” his hand flew down your thighs, caressing the upper part of them. “your legs, so smooth and strong. ready to take your beautiful soul to any corner of the world.” he continued his path up to your arms, stroking them. “your arms, so slimmed and powerful. they make you look like a little defenseless girl when in reality you can knock tons of people with just your fist.” you choked a chuckle, flattered because of his praise, which seemed to be never-ending since he kept on going, his long palm rubbing your covered abdomen. “your perfect sized-belly with the most hypnotizing curves known to man.” he dedicated a few seconds of his journey along your core to draw soft circles on your waist. and he moved on, reaching your neck. gentle fingers grazed its sides. “your neck, covered in the most perfect constellation of freckles.”

you giggled, your skin way too flushed since you were locked in a prison of praises. “okay, yun. we got your poin—“

he shushed you right away. “mm. i’m not done yet.” his right hand cupped one side of your face, his thumb caressing your cheekbone. “your cheeks. so cute whenever you’re nervous or embarrassed. like right now.” he admired the view of your pinkish skin for a bit longer before locking his honey-dripping gaze with yours, now completely absent of tears. “and your eyes. your intoxicating, saturn-like eyes. the little beam that always shines in them reminds me of the stars, y’ know?” he confessed. “and don’t even get me started with your endearing, beautiful soul.”

the palm of your hand cradled his face, his head tilting against your touch as he covered it with his own. “yunho..”

your whisper tickled his heart. “yes, love?”

your heart ached for healing, its wounds crying out for solace. you firmly believed that yunho’s lips held the remedy you so desperately sought, a cure capable of mending the fractured pieces of your soul. you stood before him, every beat of your heart echoed with hope and longing. when yunho finally leaned in, his kiss was more than just a touch—it was a gentle balm that eased your pain, restoring a sense of wholeness you hadn’t felt in months. in that moment, you knew that the healing you had yearned for was not only possible but was unfolding before you, one tender kiss at a time.

as yunho’s lips lingered on yours, you felt a warmth spread through you, an escape from the lingering chill of your recent heartbreak. even though you knew in the back of your mind that you should give yourself time to heal, to focus on your own recovery and self-discovery, the desire to be close to yunho overpowered your rational thoughts. his kiss was a sanctuary from the storm of emotions, a fleeting moment of solace that you clung to desperately.

when he finally pulled away, his eyes searched yours with a mix of concern and affection. you could see that he understood the uncertainty you were feeling, but he chose to respect your vulnerability. “you don’t have to rush anything,” he said softly, “i’m here for you. no matter what.”

you nodded, a mixture of gratitude and confusion in your eyes. “i know,” you whispered. “i just... needed this.”

yunho took your hand gently, his touch comforting and reassuring. “take all the time you need,” he said. “i’ll be right here.”

as you let the tender moment just end, you felt a mix of emotions swirling inside you. the healing process was far from over, but yunho’s presence gave you a glimmer of hope. you knew that it’d take time to rebuild and to understand what you truly needed, but for now, you allowed yourself to cherish the connection you shared with him. the road ahead was uncertain, but at least you weren’t walking it alone.

| masterlist

pairing ✭ bf!yunho x gn!reader

synopsis ✭ just a reminder that it is in fact okay to cry

content/genre ✭ fluff

word count ✭ 500

note ✭ yet another fluff fic inspired by me being a little not ok 🫠 (also not proofread at all)

warnings ✭ none other than reader crying, but yuyu is there for comfort

Something was wrong. Yunho knew something was wrong. He could sense it in your demenor.

When you walked into the kitchen from a long day at work, he was sitting at the counter playing on his phone. He greeted you like he normally did, “Hi love. How was your day?”

You met his eyes for a second as you set your purse down on the counter, “It was alright.” A small smile formed on your lips. But he didn’t fall for it. Especially not when you were clearly distressed this morning before he left (though you didn’t think he noticed). 

“Just alright?” You hated when when people asked that question, and Yunho knew that. But he was just trying to get something out of you without prodding too much. 

He slipped of his stool and made his way to you, grabbing your phone out of your hands and placing it on the counter. He grasped your hands in his own and tried to look you in the eyes, but you kept avoiding his gaze. 

“Yunho, I’m fine,” you mumbled.

“Ok,” he said simply, “Can you at least look me in the eyes, though?” He was keeping his voice calm and level. Just treating this as a simple conversation.

You took a short breath before looking hesitantly into his eyes. Yunho couldn’t help the sympathetic look in his eyes, though. And you hated it, “Yunho, please. I’m seriously fine.”

And you were about to pull away so you could retreat to your room and avoid him for the rest of the night. Give yourself a moment to…you know…hide. But he pulled you into a hug before you could even try.

He wrapped one arm around your middle back and the other was by your head so he could run a hand through your hair. His embrace was so warm and comforting. It really brought out the vulnerable side in you. And you hated it. 

But you couldn’t find the energy in you to push him away. “Baby,” he kissed your hair, “You know it’s okay to cry, right?” You felt the light rumble of his chest as he spoke.

And you couldn’t explain it, but those words brought out every feeling and emotion you’d been feeling for days. He held you close as you sobbed into his chest. Softly rocking you side to side and caressing your head and shoulders. 

“I love you so much, my love,” he whispered over your light sobs, “You never have to feel like a burden, okay? I want to hold you while you cry.” You sniffled into his shirt, “I don’t want you to ever feel like you’re doing this alone.”

You only cry harder at his words, but your arms around him tighten. And he feels you grip at his shirt. 

“My pretty baby,” he pulls back so he can cup your cheek with his hand, “It’s always ok to cry.”

(Kinda late)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEONG YUNHO

thank you for being the source of light in my life and I hope you're happy always.

I love you ♥️

[9:33 AM]

monday mornings always suck, but they definitely suck more when you have to stand outside in the freezing weather as you wait for your bus to arrive.

lucky for you, you’ve got yunho by your side as company, but you’re both shivering and there seems to be nothing you can do about it, judging by the way goosebumps cover your skin even beneath a thick hoodie. yunho’s thick hoodie, to be more specific, because you steal them every chance you get.

he doesn’t mind at all; he actually thinks you look unbelievably adorable in his clothes that are way too big for you, but he’d never tell you that. he’s simply too shy. in fact, he’s already blushing solely because you look so small and cuddly right now.

“god, why does it have to be so cold?” you whine, jumping from foot to foot as you try to warm up your freezing body. “I’m starting to think my nose is gonna fall off!”

he pets your head as if you’re a child, or perhaps a small dog, and he laughs at your antics. “it’s not that cold,” he argues.

“yunho, I can see my breath! you know it’s real when you have to become a fucking dragon to survive the weather,” you insist, making him laugh again, and he keeps laughing every time he looks at you still bouncing around like a funky little molecule. you think it’s the cutest thing ever because his whole face seems to light up and his eyes sparkle like the pretty anime boy he is.

when he catches you staring at him, totally in a daze because holy shit he is so precious, he covers his mouth with both hands and continues to giggle. you can feel the butterflies in your stomach going haywire, and you nervously twiddle your thumbs.

“look at you, laughing at my suffering! next time you’re cold, don’t even bother asking for cuddles. seriously.” you look away and huff, but both of you know it’s just a bit of teasing - you could never resist a good cuddle session with your best friend. he’s like a big teddy bear, except he’s naturally very warm so he’s kind of like a hot water bottle, too.

“sorry, you just kind of remind me of one of those car sale noodle-arm wavy guys. you know the ones I mean?” one look at your expression tells him you know exactly what he means, and he can’t help the next round of giggles that escape him.

some times passes (though not without a few more remarks and several giggle outbursts) and your bus has still not arrived. it’s a good thing you’re not in a rush, because it doesn’t seem like it’ll be showing up any time soon.

”if I’d known we would have to wait this long, I would’ve brought my whole bed with me,” you complain, leaning your head against his shoulder - well, more accurately his arm because you can’t quite reach his shoulder. “but at least you’re comfy too.”

wordlessly, he slips his hand into yours and intertwines your fingers. you stare down at your hands, eyes wide and finally your face isn’t freezing - in fact, it’s completely burning up.

sure, you guys are pretty comfortable with each other. cuddle sessions, cheek kisses, sometimes you even fall asleep in his bed together. so really, holding hands is quite tame, but something about the way he looks around casually and pays no attention to it makes it feel incredibly domestic, and that thought is both scary and attractive to you.

scary, because you don’t know how to face your feelings for him, since you’ve been friends for such a long time and you’re terrified that making it more than platonic could ruin everything.

attractive, because there’s really no one else in the world you’d rather have this relationship with. you already trust him with everything, your heart included. taking things a step further would just confirm he feels the same way.

you stand there in silence, holding hands with your head resting against his shoulder again. maybe one day you’ll work up the courage to tell him how you feel.

[10:02 PM]

the rain feels icy against your skin, but it only serves to amplify the warmth of yunho’s hand against your waist. his other hand is holding yours, raised as you twirl and sway together.

there’s no music playing, but you don’t need it; you simply dance to the sound of the water falling to the ground and your own laughter as it fills the air.

“you look stunning, angel, even with your clothes soaked through,” yunho says, his cheeks flushed from the cold rain, “actually, especially like this.”

you giggle as he pulls you towards him, back pressed against the wet button up he’s wearing, and he kisses the top of your head before you move away again.

the moon casts a silver glow over the two of you as you dance in the light, and the droplets of water sitting on yunho’s pretty lashes give his eyes an ethereal sparkle. he looks positively magical, and his bright smile only seems to confirm that theory because suddenly, it feels like you’ve got a thousand butterflies in your stomach.

“yunho,” you call, and when he looks you in the eye, you smile back, “I think I love you. no, I know I do. I know I love you.”

though it became increasingly more obvious each day, you’d never said those three words to each other prior. 

yunho’s eyes widen and he pauses for a moment, just standing there in the rain, but his hands still hold your waist and hand. he steps towards you and you let him close the distance between your lips, eyes slipping shut.

the only sounds you can hear are the rain falling and your heart pounding, and even with the cold water weighing down your clothes, you feel warmer than ever.

“I love you too, Y/N,” he whispers against your lips.

you swear you see tears in his eyes when he pulls away, but maybe it’s just the rain.

you know it’s tears, though, because you feel them pricking your eyes too as he twirls you around once more.