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promise ring (nakamoto yuta)

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you were shaking from crying so much. it has been five days, and you couldn’t find the promise ring your boyfriend gave you. you couldn’t even reply to his messages properly because of guilt. your mind was making up countless scenarios at this point. what would he say if he found out you lost the ring? he would probably get mad at you for being so careless. what if he breaks up with you? over a ring? it’s possible. it’s your promise ring. “where is the ring?” you mutter to yourself. “y/n? are you here?” you hear your boyfriend’s voice. you try to calm yourself down, wiping your eyes. “hey, are you okay? what happened?” he asks, you should tell him the truth, “nothing. just stress over school, how are you?” “i’m fine, but do you want to talk about it, or do you want to rest? we could cuddle while watching something you want,” he smiles at you. “it’s fine, yuta. i would love to just sleep in.”

when you woke up, you weren’t greeted by yuta’s face in front of you which was odd. you checked your phone, and you were shocked at the time. 1pm. you overslept. you went to the bathroom to wash your face, and while going through the drawers, you saw the promise ring you were looking for in one. you were so relieved to finally find it. you decided to call yuta to ask where he was, but before you could call him, he enters your bedroom. “good afternoon, love. i heard the bathroom door, and figured you were awake. here’s your lunch,” he says, placing a bed table and the plate on top of your bed. “thank you, yuta. you didn’t have to bring it here,” you tell him, giving him a peck on the lips. “just wanted to take care of you. go eat, i’ll get a glass of water,” he says, holding your hand while caressing your ring finger.

yuta smiles to himself. he had a suspicion you lost the ring days ago. he had a habit of caressing your ring finger, loving the way the ring feels, reminding him that you are indeed his girlfriend. however, it has been days since he felt the ring on that finger. he figured that you might have just forgotten to wear it, but after a few more days, you were starting to become more distant, and you constantly hid your hands from him, he concluded that you might have lost it. he knew you would beat yourself up for losing the ring even if he told you that he wouldn’t get mad, so he decided to buy the same ring again, and placed it in one of the drawers knowing you would look for it again. he wondered if you knew that even if you lose the rings again and again, he wouldn’t get mad at you. he could easily buy a new one, it was replaceable, you weren’t, so that’s what he did, but this time, he bought two rings. the other one now in your finger, and the other in a velvet box hidden in his pockets. hopefully, that ring could replace the ring on your finger.

STARLIT; NAKAMOTO YUTA

neighbor!nakamoto yuta x reader

On your way to work, you had encountered a man moving in to your apartment building, on the same floor as your apartment. There was something about him that attracted you in first glance. Was it because of the stars in his eyes?

genre: neighbors to lovers, kind of a slow burn?, romance, oneshot, fluff

warnings: might have some errors :( sorry about that ><

words: 9.7k+

tags: @iwonzzi @sunbokie @angel-hyuckie @joker0705 @bbjisungg @spectracully @mmarrie @jwoos-colored @deysii @trashlord-007 @jeonqquk @neotechhsworld @kjpmin @yellowsbuttercup @je4nsv @whatsa-bi-as @gu-nil

Stargazing. One interest that eventually became a big part of your life. It fascinated you. It never fails to give you such astonishment.

It's one of your favourite hobbies. Looking at the celestial bodies through the lens of a telescope made you wonder how much more magnificent will they be up close. Maybe not too close where it endangers your life but you get the point. Your curiosity over the twinkling stars and sometimes the visible planets from the atmosphere of the earth are the reason why you picked up this hobby. Since you were little you always wondered, what were those things in the sky? What would they look like if you take a closer look?

This interest of yours was clearly evident. The stars were always present in your past school activities where you know you can include them. You were always ten times more attentive when the topic in your science class enters the chapter for astronomy or the outer space. You did research about them in your free time because you always wanted to learn more. Soon, people started to associate the heavenly bodies with you; giving you the nickname "stargazer". You can bet that most of the people in your life thinks of you when they hear terms related to the subject and they found it quite adorable.

Your parents were supportive with your interest. On your fifteenth birthday, they bought you your first ever telescope and you remember the moment vividly. Right when you tore the gift wrapper of the big and tall box that your parents said contained your present inside, it left your mouth hanging open in disbelief. You were so happy that you teared up before giving your parents a hug, saying thank you over and over again like a broken record player. Until you reached college and after you graduated, the first telescope you ever had was still with you; even when you bought a new one. It was both displayed in your living room near the window of your apartment. Luckily you had a good view as you were twenty-five floors above the ground. Although moving in was hell because of how high the floor was, it was worth it for you when you have a beautiful view of the night sky and the city lights as well. When you go home stressed from your work at a local library or just stressed from life in general, just one look outside your window and your tiredness instantly wiped out; replaced by your childlike excitement.

Like any normal day in your life, you woke up at six in the morning and did your daily routine— from freshening up to drinking a cup of coffee. You're not a morning person so there's a chance that you still might take five minute naps that turns into a whole hour. As a result, you're usually tardy at work.

But today was unlike those days. There was something in the way you woke up that you could tell you were in a good mood. Kind of like the world's way of saying that today will go smoothly for you. The morning was bright and lively and so were you. After getting dressed, you made sure your valuables were with you— phone, keys, and wallet, leaving once you made sure everything was set; locking the door of your apartment once you stepped out. You noticed that there were boxes stacked four doors away from yours. Hm, looks like I'll have a new neighbor. You thought before walking down the hall to reach the elevator at the end of the corridor, standing patiently as you wait for it to arrive.

A soft ding resonated through the quiet floor and the lift's door slid open, more stacks of boxes greeted you while you heard a faint grunt from behind the cardboard materials. You stepped aside in respect, muttering a quiet 'sorry' just as the person stepped out. "Can I help?" You asked politely, wanting to lend a hand with the man who was struggling with the boxes he was carrying. "No it's fine, I appreciate your offer." He replied, looking at you when he whipped his head from the other side to the side where you were. He had a small smile on his face and immediately, you were captivated. His smile was gorgeous, he was gorgeous. However only one thing stood out to you the most, and it was his eyes. They were magnificent, they look like they were filled with stars as they glistened from reflecting light. You were hypnotized. "Are you sure?" You asked once more to which he answered with a nod. "It's nothing don't worry." The man spoke. "Alright. Have a great day." You uttered before pressing the down button again because you missed the elevator that had just arrived. "You too." He said before walking away.

Finally you managed to step inside the elevator and go down to the lobby. But as the doors were about to close, the same man from earlier peeked towards your direction before flashing the smile that seemed to heal anything and waving his hand in this manner that made him look adorable to you. Even though you kind of waved back last minute when the doors were about to close, he managed to see it.

Somehow this man managed to charm you in one glance. Is this love at first sight? You shook your head at the thought. It's impossible that you fell in love right away after one interaction, especially a short one; in all your past relationships, you made sure you got to know them more before even saying that you love them. How come you feel like this now? It was bizarre yet you didn't particularly dislike this feeling on your chest. Even while you were on your way to the library you were working at, there was this tingle throughout your whole body every time the image of the man you interacted with earlier suddenly crosses your mind.

"You're all smiley today." Your co-worker and best friend, Taeil, pointed out as soon as you entered the place. "You're not like this in the morning. Are you buying a new telescope again? Or did you find something exquisite last night?" He asked in a whisper-like manner— the two of you are working at a library after all. His first statement slightly took you aback. You were smiling the whole time? You slightly felt embarrassed, nervous that your cheeks might be turning rosy. That's why you tried to shake it off and just play it cool. "No I think I just woke up on the right side of the bed." Taeil stopped abruptly with whatever he was doing before giving you this smile a dad would give their child when they're about to tease them. "Are you blushing?" "What? No— no why would I even." You chuckled before clocking in and getting behind the counter, placing your bag on one of the shelves underneath it. "We've been working together for almost three years now. I've seen how you act when someone catches your eye."

Sometimes you forget how he can easily read you. Taeil was three years older than you and he turned into this father figure of yours that you can always turn to and ask for advice. He became your best friend as well and you're always thankful for this man that always has your back. Even if he acts like an actual dad to you sometimes, at least his jokes are better than the one's your biological father makes (ps. don't admit that to Taeil or else he'll grow an ego and keep on making more dad jokes).

"I'm— no one caught my eye." "Yeah you're lying I just know it. The lies you say right in front of me." He jokingly stated.

You are a bit scared about this newly felt notion. Perhaps you can tell him and he'll be able to help you find an answer to why this shiver of a compelling emotion seeped in your heart rapidly. "Alright fine you win maybe someone did." You admitted.

"Who?" "To be honest, I don't know him." You looked at Taeil with pursed lips. "So you, the great 'it takes a long time for me to have feelings' (Y/N), had your attention caught by a stranger?" He was bewildered. In the three years of the two of you being friends and all, this never happened. At all. It's understandable that he's surprised by this; even you are surprised. "Technically he's going to be my neighbor. Or he's like my neighbor, I guess. He's moving in today and I had a small encounter with him that's all."

Taeil's mouth was wide open, gaping at the words you told him. "A small encounter and he already caught your eye?! Damn he must be a god or something then—" unexpectedly, he exclaimed in amusement. "Shh— be quiet, Taeil." You hushed the older boy and he immediately covered his mouth with his hand. "I don't know what's so special about him. It can't be love at first sight, right? Because that's not a real thing." You said, asking for reassurance.

"Honey, it's real and that's what you're experiencing right now. You've been in three relationships and none of them had you caught up like this in just a short period of time." He put the same hand he used to cover his mouth on his hip. Making him look like that one sassy friend you'll always have or encounter in your life.

You're in denial. The whole day while you were working you kept asking yourself— Why? How? What? Other than those type of thoughts, your friend has been pestering you with questions.

"What does he look like?" "He looks decent I guess." "YOU GUESS? HE MADE YOU FALL IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT AND YOU'RE TELLING ME HE LOOKS DECENT AND IT'S FOLLOWED BY 'I GUESS'?!" "Shush shush shush stay quiet or else we'll get in trouble!" You scolded him and he only pouted as a response.

"What if I walk you to your apartment until your actual apartment door just so I can personally see this man." "Taeil, no." "Taeil, yes." A sigh escaped your lips. "I am practically your second father, I have the righ— hey where are you going." He cut himself off when he saw you walking away, heading towards the aisles of bookshelves to which he supposed you were going to stock some of them.

Day became night and your shift will be over in just a few more minutes. The library is open for twenty-four hours and as expected, there are moderately more people at night than in the day. But you don't blame the people who go at night though; because you do think the ambiance of reading, studying, writing, and researching at night is much better. It feels more calm and quiet. Well in your opinion anyway. You hope that Taeyong and Seulgi who work the night shift will be able to stay up until the day.

You closed your eyes while you were reclining on the chair, thinking that maybe just maybe it'll make time pass by faster. What seemed and felt like a good ten minutes have passed, you clicked your tongue disappointedly when the clock on your phone read 8:13 PM. "What it's only been two minutes?" You groaned softly. "(Y/N)." "Hm?" You tilted your head at Taeil's direction. "Very genuine question but do you feel like you're hoping to see that stranger-slash-neighbor of yours again?" He said after he leaned from the other side of counter.

Now that he asked about it, the familiar tingle made its way into your heart again and it made you breathe a deep breath. You want to say no just because you're in denial, however you do want to see his marvelous smile and his twinkling eyes once more. You do hope that you'll see or cross paths with him again.

"Kind of..." You quietly confirmed. "Look it's not bad to fancy someone right away. Besides, that might just be a short fling or a small crush. Don't worry too much." He patted your head then chuckled. He has a point. You just had this pride over not being the first person to like someone that sometimes, you forget there is nothing bad with it at all. Yet again, it's this small trauma you had when you confessed first and got rejected badly back in highschool. But Taeil is right. He's always right (in some occasions). It may just be a short term thing that you shouldn't worry about. "Thank you." You smiled at your friend.

At last, you can finally go home. You bid your goodbyes with Taeil before proceeding to walk to the bus stop about nine minutes away. You stopped at the sidewalk to look at the sky for a moment and you saw that there were more stars tonight than yesterday. It looked beautiful; the scene filled with what seems to be hundreds of stars displayed at the night sky, with constellations waiting to be spotted. You admired it for a while before walking once again.

Eventually, you finally reached the bus stop and after an estimated waiting time of fifteen minutes, you finally got on one and all you were waiting for was to arrive at your destination. You scrolled through your phone to occupy and entertain yourself during the ride, casually looking out the window from time to time because yes, you managed to sit next to the window. The bus wasn't that crowded anyways. When you hopped, in you saw that there were only about seven passengers; you being the eighth one. Although you were stuck in traffic for almost an hour, you still got home before the clock strikes ten.

You entered your apartment building, quickly walking towards the elevator and pressing the up button. The small led screen just above it read that it was coming down from your floor. Someone from there is probably going down to the lobby. You waited for a few minutes to which made you zone out before coming back to reality after the soft ding the elevator made. The doors opened and behold, you saw the face you were hoping to see. "Oh my bad—" you stepped aside to give him room. It was the same situation, the only difference was it was night and he had no boxes on his hands.

"No worries." The man chuckled softly. "Long day from work?" He asked after stepping out of the lift. "Yeah, kind of tired." You replied. "Hope you get a nice rest." "Thank you." You smiled at him before stepping in the elevator, only to realize he was holding it from the side to stop it from closing, only letting go when you were already inside. So that's why it seemed like the doors were open way longer than it should've?

You were left in awe, surprised that he did that for you. Good thing the door already closed when your mouth was low-key hanging open. It was a small gesture yet so thoughtful. Maybe Taeil is right about him being a god as well or that maybe he's an angel who was granted the chance to live on Earth. Because oh my god, you've never encountered anyone like this. Your heart was racing and you bit your lower lip out of realization; you do in fact, have a crush on him.

Hurriedly, you speed-walked your way to your apartment as soon as you got out the elevator and you opened the door of your apartment. "Oh my god." You said to yourself before going to your room and plopping on top of your bed. It felt like you were back to your teenage years, the nostalgic feeling of butterflies swarming your stomach over a crush came back and it felt like greeting and welcoming an old friend. It really has been a while. It felt new even if you have already experienced it before. You know absolutely nothing about him, he was mysterious to you and it makes you dizzy. You were bewitched by his smile, his eyes, and even his manners.

Dang, is this why you woke up in a good mood?

"He held the elevator door for you?! I swear, if you don't ask for his name or his number I will personally do that for you—" that was Taeil's reaction when you told him what happened last night the next morning. "Yeah but what if he's really just kind to other people." "That's just another reason for you to ask his name and his number." Taeil sassed as he was typing in some of the newly delivered books in the library's database. "I don't want to make the first move, Taeil. You know why..." You sighed as you were stapling a few paperwork. "I know I know. I'm sorry if that came out as ignorant over your small trauma." He sincerely apologized. "It's alright. Although I want to, you know? I'm just scared." You huffed sadly, placing the stapler and the papers down on the counter. Taeil went ahead and patted your back comfortingly, "You don't have to force yourself. Even I won't make any comments that sounds like I'm forcing you, anymore. Just take your time or let fate do it for you instead. Who knows." He consoled you and you thanked him for it.

"Do you want coffee? I'll go and grab us some." You asked as you placed the stuff you used back to it's respective places, putting the papers you just stapled in a folder. "An iced americano would be nice, but I'll just have cola." Taeil laughed slightly at his own words. "Of course you'll have cola instead." You shook your head at him jokingly. "Alright I'll be back." And with that, you left to go to the nearby convenience store instead.

Entering the store, you immediately went to the where the beverages were. You opened the door of the beverage cooler, grabbing Taeil's beloved cola before closing it and scooting a bit to the side to get your bottle of coffee. For some reason you decided to get a snack as well, a candy to be specific, so you have something to chew on while working; and you decided to go for chewy candy. So you went to the aisles designated for sweets and saw the one you were just looking for. However when you reached for it, another one did as well and it made you retract your hand at the speed of light. "Ah you can have it, I apologize—" you turned to face the person. Your eyes widened when you saw the face of your neighbor.

"Looks like we didn't meet with the presence of an elevator this time." He laughed and boy, did his laugh sound like music to your ears. A short chuckle escaped your lips and you nodded in agreement "Yeah. I bet we'll see eachother again at the elevator later." You joked. "I'll look forward to that." He responded and it made you blush, but it was unnoticeable so thank god. "I'm Yuta by the way. Can't believe we've encountered eachother twice, well three times now, and I still haven't introduced myself." "It's alright, my name's (Y/N)." You smiled.

The both of you headed to the cashier. He walked up first so you decided to queue behind him but he insisted that you can ring up your items with his. You pulled out your wallet from your pocket only to be stopped by Yuta. "Hey it's fine, it's on me." "But—" "Please?" He looked at you with puppy eyes before laughing. He paid for the things you got and again, the butterflies were there. "Thank you, Yuta. I really appreciate it." You uttered shyly. "My pleasure." Yuta replied, flashing that pretty smile of his. "I'll head back to my work, it was nice bumping into you. Thank you again." "Mhm, take care! I'll see you later." He chuckled once more. This man sure does chuckle and laugh a lot.

You left the store but you took one last peek inside. You saw that his eyes were on you and it made your heart flutter. With one last wave of goodbye, you started to walk back to the library. The smile that was plastered on Yuta's face just grew wider.

Taeil had his eyebrows furrowed at the sight of the reddish tint on your cheeks while you handed him his cola. He squinted his eyes and gazed on you suspiciously. "So..." He moved his chair to be able to interrogate you properly. "Hm?" You hummed. "Are you planning to share... Why you're as red as this coca-cola can?" He raised an eyebrow. "His name is Yuta." You said with zero hesitation. "WHAT, HOW?" Taeil asked rather loudly, making you shove one piece of the chewy candy in his mouth gently to quiet him down. "I met him at the convenience store." You admitted, taking a sip from your coffee to conceal the involuntary smile forming on your lips. "Wow that's just..." He clapped his hands quietly while chewing.

Maybe Taeil is right (once again) that fate will do it for you instead as it seems that the world is in favor of your crush on your neighbor; it's literally making the two of you coincidentally bump into one another.

Him paying for the stuff you got and giving you puppy eyes (even if it was in a jokingly manner) when you said no made you wonder if he truly is just too kind and friendly to anyone else. You try to remind yourself that it's not impossible that he is simply that type of person; convincing yourself to stop being delusional that maybe he likes you too. You wanted to avoid thinking foolishly— because that's what caused your embarrassing confession years ago with your past crush in highschool.

You didn't want to experience all of that again just because of hope that you only made for yourself.

But yet again you thought, did he mean it when he said he'll see you later? Though the two of you were only joking about it, a part of you hoped that he meant it.

With him occupying your head, it was unbeknownst to you that time had already passed by pretty quickly. You swore when you checked the time on your phone a few seconds back, it only read 5:26 PM. How is it already the end of your shift? Although you weren't complaining, in fact you were happy about it.

After exchanging farewells with Taeil, you immediately went to the bus stop as if your life was depending on it. You wanted to go home as fast as you could. Hoping that maybe the two of you would indeed meet.

Eventually you came into the realization that you are hopelessly whipped for Yuta. It took him only three encounters and you're already gone, deeply infatuated with him whom you only knew as the man moving in at first. When on the other hand, the guys that came in your life and left took months, even years, as opposed to him. Is he even human? Is he a wizard or something? Did he just cast a spell on you?

A hint of anxiety flowed throughout your entire body when you have reached your apartment building, already standing in front of its doors. Disappointment enveloped your emotions when you entered the building and didn't see him; even when you already got to your floor. You brought out your keys and opened the door of your apartment, closing it afterwards and then huffing at your own silly hope as you removed your earphones plugged in your ears. You went to your room to change into your pajamas before heading back out to the living room. Sitting down at your two-seater couch, you gazed out of the window. You needed to do something in order to clear your head and have your focus on something else other than him.

You walked towards the window where your telescopes were near. You opened the window and a fresh cold breeze greeted you as it entered and circulated your apartment, making the atmosphere just a little bit colder than usual. It's been a while since you had used the first telescope you had, so you decided that it'll be the one who'll guide you for tonight's discoveries. You set everything up and it was all ready. A small grin showed up on your face before you proceeded to take a peek through the scope. The notebook and pencil you brought out when you fixed your set up, were propped on top of a nearby drawer; you took note of the things you saw as much as possible. Other than noting them, you also sketched the stars and other celestial bodies that you have managed to gaze upon by the help of your telescope.

A knock on your door broke the focus you had. Your heart was thumping while you were slowly approaching your door with quiet footsteps. Scared of who or what it might be. By raising the flap of your door's peep hole, you peered outside, the loud drumbeat sound your heart was making softened and became more tamer at the sight of who it was. You opened the door halfway, peeking your head outside with one fourth of your body hidden behind the wooden door.

"Good evening, Yuta." You greeted quietly but audible enough for him to hear. "Good evening." He greeted back, showing his enchanting pearly whites albeit shyly. "I made too much popcorn." He chuckled. You only noticed the large bowl in his hands when he mentioned it and you agreed, it was a lot. "I didn't want them to go to waste and they won't taste good anymore if I save them for later. But you're the only person I know here so far—" He explained sheepishly. "It's alright. Come in." You invited with a grin.

"How did you know this was my door?" "Oh I saw you enter when I went out to grab some butter at the mini grocery across the street. I wanted to say hello but you looked very exhausted. Didn't want to bother you, you know? I just had to now because of all this popcorn." Yuta said as he stepped in your apartment after you let him in. "Really?" You asked while closing the door and guiding him towards your one and only couch. Yuta hummed in response.

"Did I interrupt something? You seem busy, I'm so sorry" "No no, it's nothing." You assured him.

"I was just stargazing for fun, that's all." You sat down, motioning for him that it's okay to take a seat. "It does sound fun." He remarked.

"I've always wanted to try it to be honest. I was always curious what the things from afar would look like up close. It's the same thing with looking through microscopes but I already tried that in seventh grade." Yuta chuckled before sitting down the couch and placing the bowl of popcorn on your coffee table. "I love how you placed the couch where you're able to view the cityscape." He complimented randomly, making you feel flustered. "Mhm. Sitting down here at night is when this decision of mine is the best." You laughed. "Well I mean it's true." Yuta laughed along with you and the sound was harmonious.

Because of the size of your couch, the distance between your figures were just inches away; to the point where with one slight movement, your bodies would brush against eachother and it sent shivers down your spine.

"Do you want to try?" You offered, clearly referring to him trying out stargazing and he perked up with this sudden excitement. "If it's okay with you of course." He said, waiting for a confirmation even when you already hinted that you're giving him permission. You swore you saw millions of stars twinkle in his eyes when you nodded. It was the exact same twinkle that you saw when you first bumped into him and it was beautiful. You helped him with how he should move the telescope to his liking, to further wander his eyes through the night sky. "This is amazing!" He exclaimed with the evident enjoyment in his tone. You reached for the bowl of popcorn and decided to eat some while you watched how he gleefully and curiously looked through the scope.

A conversation started while he stargazed. The both of you talked whil you were munching on the popcorn beside him. You shared that growing up, the celestials have been a big part of your life, and that you actually thought of wanting to be an astronomer, but you knew you couldn't. You shared that you were working at a local library and you even told stories about the things that would happen during your work hours. Yuta listened attentively, eventually halting from what he was doing to look at you; his interest shifted from the heavenly bodies to the things you were sharing about yourself.

He was beaming at the way you talked about your hobbies, your likes, and your interests. You looked happy as you shared those things about yourself with him. Despite only knowing him for a short while, you were treating Yuta as if the two of you have known eachother for years and it warmed his heart. Yuta didn't know that he was slowly being fond of you. You left an intriguing impression on him; the first time he met you he immediately had this thought that he wants to get to know you. That urge of him only grew more with all the coincidental encounters and he got that chance now, all because he accidentally put too many kernels in the pot.

"I'm sorry did I overshare?" You anxiously asked, afraid that he stopped enjoying because of your too much blabbering. "No. You didn't, don't worry." "I think it's my time to say some things about me. You know, to be fair." Yuta continued with a smile, wanting to give you the same amount of trust you gave him with your personal life.

"I moved here from Japan because I wanted to pursue a career in interior design and I got an offer here." Yuta said as the two of you ended up sitting back on your two-seater couch. "Is that why you complimented the placing of my couch?" A slight chuckle came out of your lips. "Kind of, yeah." He admitted, trying not to laugh at himself.

Yuta shared the same things you said about yourself a while ago; he shared his hobbies, his likes, and his interests.

You found out that he used to play soccer and was in the path of becoming a professional player. However due to an accident before he graduated senior high, he had fractured his leg wherein they needed to place metal implants, resulting to him being no longer able to do the things he used to do. He was heartbroken about it, it left him depressed for months. He said those words with a sad smile and you felt your heart sink. You guess it's true when they say that people with the brightest smiles truly have the saddest experiences.

He said he started liking interior design because of a game he played to keep him sane, and that's when he decided to pursue this second interest of his instead. Initially, he didn't expect that he'll enjoy it. It was too out of the ordinary for him but he found it fun and a new passion of his bloomed.

More and more stories have been exchanged between the both of you as the night goes on. Along with some laughs and maybe some tears when the desolate anecdotes came. The large bowl that was once filled to the brim with popcorn is now empty, and the clock that read somewhere along 10 PM is now showing that it's midnight— bringing the conversation you were both having into an end.

"It was nice talking to you, (Y/N)... It felt lovely. You're a fun person to talk to. Thank you for helping me with the popcorn too—" He chuckled, the two of you were at your door, bidding goodbyes to have a good night's rest. "Anytime, Yuta... It was nice talking to you too." You smiled softly.

"Goodnight, hope you sleep well." "Goodnight, Yuta." You closed the door and you felt your cheeks become sore from grinning too widely.

You got to know him better and vice versa. You've already fallen too hard, but it's okay.

He was worth it.

"Taeil." "Yeah? What's up?" The man helping you fix the shelves before the library opens replied. "I feel like we got closer." "What do you mean, we were always close—" "Not not you and me." You responded. "I meant me and..." "Your neighbor turned love interest? That's great news!" You playfully hit him with a book because of his comment. "OW— WAS I WRONG?"

He wasn't wrong of course.

The day went on as always but today was particularly more exhausting because of a new book release almost everyone was fighting to have. Yes, the library you were working at also doubles as a bookstore, that's why you know once you get home you'll shut down for that long awaited rest. Thank god it's Friday, you internally celebrated.

"I'll see you next week, (Y/N)." Taeil waved goodbye before parting ways with you at the library's entrance. Tonight was particularly colder, it probably has something to do with the rainy days that'll approach according to the news. You hugged yourself, scolding yourself internally for not wearing or bringing a coat.

As usual, you headed towards the bus stop and waited. The wait wasn't that long; only a few seconds have passed when the vehicle arrived. It was empty with the exception of a single passenger and the driver. You hopped in, paying the fare before looking at the rows of seats. The face of the other passenger was unknown to you until you turned to face the rows of seats. A chuckle of disbelief was all you managed to do.

"Looks like we're destined, huh?" The passenger, who turned out to be Yuta, jokingly claimed.

Hurriedly, you walked and sat down at the left side of the bus as he was in the right side. With that, Yuta looked at you with a slight pout. "You don't want to sit beside me?" He sulked jokingly and it made you laugh. "Alright alright I'll be there." You responded, successfully moving from your current seat to the one beside his once you found the perfect timing as the bus has already started moving. "Better?" "Yeah that's better." The both of you chuckled.

"At this point I think we shouldn't be surprised if we just keep seeing eachother." Yuta giggled and you agreed. "Long day at work?" You hummed as a response, no words managed to come out of your mouth due to you being very exhausted. "You can take a nap. Judging from what I'm seeing, we may be stuck in traffic. I'll wake you up once we're there." He offered with a smile and you felt your cheeks become warm. Despite wanting to stay awake for him to have someone to talk to, the fatigue took over and you mumbled a soft 'thank you', falling asleep in a matter of minutes from being worn out because of the people who flocked the library earlier.

Yuta watched over you, making sure that you weren't in an uncomfortable position that would put a strain to your muscles once you wake up from your nap. A soft smile was displayed on his face; for some reason his mood shifted. The monotonous feeling that surrounded him was uplifted by this faint exhilaration when, for what seemed to be like a hundred times already, the two of you met again in an unexpected time.

Your head ended up resting on top of his shoulder, the sudden movement made Yuta whip his head to the side. You were sleeping soundly. Seeing you like this made him want to take care of you and give you this sense of security. He wants to keep you close.

He wants to hold your hand, he wants to keep you safe.

After being stuck in traffic for two hours, Yuta woke you up as the vehicle got closer to the bus stop near your apartment building. You woke up groggily, raising your head from his shoulder. You didn't even notice it at first— that you had rested your head on his shoulder that he willingly sacrificed in spite of the faint pains he felt. The two of you hopped out of the bus then walked towards the building.

It was quiet. Yuta knew that you're still sleepy so he kept the calming silence that embraced you both while entering the apartment building.

You expected that he'd say goodnight and enter his apartment first since it comes before yours, but to your surprise, he walked you to yours instead. He even waited until you opened the door. It's a small gesture but it means a lot; he really is a gentleman, huh?

"Thank you so much, Yuta." You smiled a bit tiredly as you faced him. "It's nothing. Sleep well, alright? You deserve it." He beamed, waving goodbye as he walked to his door.

As you were lying down your bed, that was when you suddenly realized.

Oh my god did I fall asleep on his shoulder?

Embarrassed by that thought, your eyes widened. He was probably uncomfortable the whole time and he probably hates you for it now. You were ashamed. Blaming yourself even though it was out of your control since you were asleep. You kept on overthinking while you stared at your ceiling; afraid that he'll start avoiding you just because of that one thing. Your heart was thumping but eventually, it calmed down once sleep was returning to you.

Yuta woke up early in the morning, being the early bird he is, and made himself breakfast (if you consider opening three packs of onigiri from 7/11 making breakfast). He's done with decorating his new home, it was what he was doing for the past few days, and now he's finally done. After eating, he went ahead and sat down on his couch, realizing that he absolutely has nothing else to do today. If he went out, where would he go? If he stayed at home, what will he do?

He sighed silently as he ended up scrolling through his phone. A thought crossed his mind, out of nowhere he wondered if you're free today. He doesn't know how he would approach you. Make too much popcorn again? No, it would be an obvious excuse already. Yuta spent a good thirteen minutes trying to come up with something. Why can't he just knock on your door and say hello you may ask? Well... Even he doesn't know. He definitely wants to talk to you again but he can't bring himself to make the first move. Though the popcorn thing was accidental, he'll do it again as a last resort if can't think of anything else.

And what a surprise, he did.

He cooked popcorn. Again. Because he has zero courage as of now to just walk to your door, knock, and say hi. So yeah he cooked too much popcorn again.

He was nervously standing in front of your door with the bowl in his hands, pacing back and forth as he tried to calm down and gather all the confidence in this world. He halted his pacing, returning to his initial position. He inhaled deeply, exhaling the air he just breathed in slowly. Finally raising his hand to knock on your door.

"Hey." "Hi, so uh—" "Yes I can help you with the popcorn." You laughed and he smiled widely. You invited him inside the two of you plopped down on your couch. "Popcorn at 10 AM?" You questioned. "I wanted a snack..." He laughed sheepishly and it was adorable. "Do you want to watch a movie?" You suggested. Yuta nodded before giving a response. "If you don't mind, sure."

"What do you wanna watch?" "Cartoons?" "That's sounds great." You chuckled before grabbing the remote that was resting on top of your coffee table, turning the television on as you switched through channels until it landed on cartoon network. He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy your company. Everything just instantly clicked between the both of you; none of you were uncomfortable. It was just like two best friends hanging out with eachother.

With your eyes fixated on the television that was playing a re-run of adventure time, you reached for the bowl that Yuta placed on a pillow between the two of you. Instead of feeling the texture of popcorn under your touch, you felt something softer— it wasn't popcorn, it was a hand. Your eyes darted immediately on the bowl, involuntarily moving your gaze to the man beside you. It was cliche, very cliche. He was already looking at you. Both of your eyes locked gazes, everything in the background faded— the sound coming from the television gradually became inaudible, the whole room seemed to be blurred out; your focus was on him as his focus was on you. His eyes, they truly were enchanting. They were beautiful. Very beautiful. They glimmered as if millions of galaxies were inside them; a twinkle that was composed of gazillions of stars and celestial bodies.

Is this why you like him? Is it all because of his eyes that appear to be made out of stardust? His smile? His character? All of the above?

Your heart was racing, you could clearly hear your heartbeat and it sounded like someone was speed running their drum practice. "I'm sorry." You apologized quietly as you retracted your hand, averting your gaze to the other side of the room. The heat from your cheeks is probably hot enough to be able to fry an egg.

Awkwardness clouded the room and the both of you didn't like it. Both were trying to find a way to try and lighten up the atmosphere, wanting to sweep the scene earlier under the carpet. "So... If you don't mind me asking, where will you work?" You asked with the only topic you managed to think of. "Oh I'll be working on the building in front of the convenience store where we met once. I actually came there for an interview that day." Yuta calmly spoke, internally thanking you that you changed the focus of the moment. "It's not that far from the library I work at then." You chuckled.

"Well then we'll might see eachother more often." He stated with a small smile. "That wouldn't be a surprise anymore." The two of you laughed. The show on the television slowly became nothing but a background noise as you and Yuta talked comfortably with eachother. Evaporating the once present awkwardness once you both managed to shift the topic.

As time continued to pass by, you checked your phone and saw that it was almost past lunch time— around two in the afternoon. Yet the two of you were still talking and joking around. The bowl that was filled with popcorn was now empty and the television was now turned off. You have spent almost half of the day hanging out with him.

"Are you hungry? I can cook lunch if you want even if it's already past lunch." You asked. "Ah isn't that too much? You did a lot of things for me already." "Yuta, it's you who did a lot if things for me already. Come on, you can help if you want." You smiled before heading to the kitchen with Yuta following behind you. "What do you want to eat?" You leaned forward on the kitchen counter, waiting for his answer. "You can decide." He replied. "Yeah that's the problem I have no idea—" He laughed at your response. "Adorable." He mumbled under his breath unnoticeably and inaudibly. "Pancakes?" He suggested. "Sounds great!" You went ahead and opened the kitchen cupboard to grab the pancake mix.

Yuta volunteered on cooking the pancakes after you made the batter. The first batch wasn't perfect, with half of them almost burnt. But the two of you laughed it off and the latter batches were better— still not perfect, but in the bright side, they're better. You sat down with him on your small dining table where Yuta sat across you. "Oh wait let me get the butter and syrup." You stood up again and approached the fridge, grabbing the stuff that was essential for eating pancakes, then sitting back down. "Here let me have the failed ones—" "No no no, let's share them."

You took a bite right after spreading a light amount of butter and drizzling syrup on top of the pancakes the two of you made. "It's not that bad." You commented. "Hey hey, don't speak when your mouth is full." Yuta scolded you albeit in a playful way. The room was filled by this sweet and comforting aroma and just like the pancakes, the whole moment with Yuta was warm and soft. The two of you were eating while chatting with one another; not running out of different things to talk about. And you like it. As you always told yourself, you like talking to Yuta. It was like finally being able to lie down on your bed after a long day. That's exactly what it feels like.

"I've been here the whole day, I'm sorry you didn't get to rest properly..." He said apologetically, scratching the back of his neck. "I enjoyed it, Yuta. It's alright." You assured him as the both of you were standing outside your apartment's door, exchanging goodbyes as it was 5 PM already and he insisted he'll leave to give you some more rest. "If you don't mind, is it ok if I ask you for something?" Yuta wished that his voice didn't display the nervousness he was feeling. "Sure go on." You smiled.

"Can I have your number?" He blushed unnoticeably. He didn't know where the sudden courage came from. Was it from the pancakes or was it from the way you always looked so invested to whatever he was saying? Who knows. But he did. He asked for your number. It wasn't what you were expecting so it was given that you would be shocked. "Yeah sure no problem." You said calmly when your inner self is literally freaking out this very moment.

After successfully exchanging phone numbers, the two of you went inside your respective apartments. Both were looking on the newly added contact in your phones with a wide smile.

"YOU GOT HIS NUMBER NOW?!" You quickly covered Taeil's mouth with your hand. Apologizing to the people who were disturbed with your friend's sudden exclaim. Although you and Yuta weren't together yesterday, that didn't mean you would stop talking to eachother. You became textmates and it was funny because you still talked with him for almost the whole day. "Taeil we work at a library be quiet." You scolded him in a low voice, slowly removing your hand on top of his mouth. He cleared his throat and fixed his posture before fanboying silently.

"So when's the wedding." He teased. "We're probably just friends." "Just friends? Girl, it's clear you're both into eachother." "What if he's just friendly?" "And what if he likes you?" Taeil raised an eyebrow at you, somehow confident about his stand. "That's impossible." Was all you manage to say before walking away and disappearing in the aisles of shelves. It took you thirty minutes to returne the books left somewhere by some customers back to their respective places.

You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You took it out and the first thing that greeted you was the message displayed on your lockscreen. "Hello~ how are you?" A grin formed on your lips when you read the message and saw who it was from. You replied that you were alright before returning the question to him. You walked back to the front desk with your eyes glued on the screen of your phone, Taeil looked at you suspiciously once he saw the expression on your face. As you sat down on your chair, your dear friend was sneakily peeking over your shoulder, reading the messages that were being exchanged. Taeil knows he shouldn't do that. It's bad to be nosy yes but he can't help it. He's curious as to what or who made you all smiles and rainbows.

"Just date already." You jumped from your seat, startled by the comment of your friend who you didn't even know was right behind you, peering over your shoulder. Slapping the man softly on his shoulder as you turned your phone off before placing it on the counter. "He likes you. He definitely does." Taeil stated with confidence. "You don't know that—" "Why did he put a heart when he said he's alright too then?" You couldn't say anything, mainly because you don't know what else do you say with his point. Your phone lit up, a new message was received. You grabbed your phone then read what it said: "Can I stop by later at lunch?"

"Say yes—" "Shh, yes I will don't worry." "Omg I'm finally going to meet him." Taeil covered his mouth dramatically at the realization while you replied to Yuta's text, saying yes and giving the details of your location. "Don't you dare say anything weird." You looked him in the eyes and all he did was flash you this stupidly wide smile. He's definitely going to say something weird to your neighbor.

The more you look at the time, the more nervous you feel. This is not the first time you saw him (obviously), but there was something about the setting that makes your heart thump as if you just ran a marathon. Other than that, you're nervous over what Taeil is going to do or say. You know, just like those times where you're going to introduce your significant other to your parents, more specifically your father. Taeil is your second dad anyways, so it's valid for you to feel this way— right? But just to be clear, you're not thinking that Yuta is your significant other; at least not yet.

Wait what am I even thinking? You questioned yourself internally.

Checking the time for the hundredth time already, a notification popped up. "I'm almost there ♡ " You got flustered at the sight of the heart, what Taeil said earlier echoed in your mind. Why would he put a heart? It means nothing. It's just his style of texting that's all. You convinced yourself, not wanting to assume things. You looked at your left side to see Taeil practicing different facial expressions, furrowing your eyebrows at the sight, what is he doing? "Taeil, what are you—" "I'm practicing how stern should I look when I talk to him." He said as if he was your actual father. "He's not even my boyfriend." "Yet. He's not your boyfriend yet."

Yep, he really does sound like a dad.

The entrance door opened and it caught both of your attentions. Instantly looking at the door simultaneously to see if it was him, and it was. You didn't see him earlier on your way to work, so this is the first time you'll see him today, leaving you in awe. In contrast to the casual Yuta you kept on seeing, he was wearing this semi formal attire. The fabric of his black button up shirt slightly hugged his upper body, his hair was swept to the side neatly. He looked insanely handsome and you felt butterflies fluttering their wings in your stomach. Once he saw you, he flashed his infamous smile and it was contagious. He approached the front desk, saying a quiet and shy greeting.

You greeted back of course, internally swooning over this look of his that you only saw today, trying to contain yourself from being too obvious that you were wonderstruck. "Oh and Yuta, this is my friend, Ta—" "Hi I'm Taeil it's nice to finally meet you. She talks about you a lot." He shaked his hands and you stared at Taeil with wide eyes. Damn he really just throw you under the bus that fast. A brief chuckle escaped Yuta's lips while the tips of his ears were having this pinkish hue; clearly showing that he got flustered. "It's nice to meet you too." He grinned at Taeil.

"I brought food by the way! Although I'm so sorry because I didn't get an extra sandwich." Yuta stated, apologizing to your friend as he handed you a paper bag. Taeil said that he shouldn't worry about it, let's be honest here, that's not what your friend wants with your neighbor.

"So where do you work?" Uh oh, he's starting question and answer segment now. "I work at Lovera. It's pretty close. A ten minute walk if I'm not wrong." Yuta answered. Minutes have passed and Taeil was just bombarding him with questions yet Yuta answered them as if he didn't mind. You did scold Taeil here and there for some of the questions but Yuta just laughed them all off. The three of you had a great time, even though you just listened to the two boys talking. You could tell that he's leaving a good impression on Taeil.

Yuta had to leave and go back to work after staying there for a while. "If you're not going to date him, I will." Taeil joked and you laughed loudly, apologizing later on for the sudden outburst.

Just like that, it was already time for you to clock out; time seemingly got faster everyday. You were fixing your things when your phone lit up. Another message from Yuta was displayed. "Let's go home together!♡ " You smiled uncontrollably at the sight. "I'll see you tomorrow, (Y/N)." Taeil waved goodbye and you nodded as a response before he exited the building. It didn't take that long for Yuta to text you again, saying that he's already there, cutely waving at you from outside once you glanced at him. You bet he bumped into Taeil on his way here. "How was your first day?" You asked as soon as you left the building, starting to walk with him with to your destination which was of course, the bus stop. "I had fun. Though it was only training, I enjoyed it." He enthusiastically shared. "Yours?" "Oh it's just the same." You chuckled.

As you sauntered with Yuta peacefully, you looked up, gazing at the sky. The scenery was extraordinary, it had a magical feeling. He glanced at you, adoration was written all over his face when he saw the reflection of the stars on the night sky twinkling in your eyes.

"The moon looks beautiful tonight, don't you think?" He said softly. "It does. Everything does." You replied. "Mhm, you're right. Even you are beautiful." It made you freeze on the spot, making you look at him with wonder and as did he. Yuta exhaled shakily, he suddenly became nervous because of what he impulsively said. But since it has already come into this situation, he thought now is the time that it'll be worth the try.

"I'm sorry that just..." He breathed in, hesitating to say it but he still did. "Can I take you out for dinner some time?" He licked his lips as an act of nervousness, the anticipation over your answer was nerve-wracking for him. It was a simple question but it had a strong impact on you. You blinked repeatedly, making sure that none of this was a dream.

"I'd love that." You finally spoke, your voice was quiet but it was loud enough for him to hear. Yuta was relieved, the fear he had disappeared once he heard your answer. "Thank you." He smiled. The cold night wind blew and it made everything— the moment, the experience, the feeling, much more breathtaking.

A total of five weeks have passed and the relationship between you and Yuta was unlike any other. It felt more warm, it felt more like home.

Today, he took you out on a cute little picnic date near a river. He told you to bring one of your telescopes and you did. The sky was already transitioning from the bright orange hues to a dark blue, the stars started to become visible as each second passes, and the moon was already rising in the east. "Do you like it? This little treat of mine?" Yuta asked as he was laying down on your lap, soothingly combing his hair with your fingers. "I do. Thank you. I appreciate the efforts you put into this." You smiled warmly. "Oh look, the moon is so pretty." He pointed at the sky and you glanced at what he was referring to.

"Yuta." "Hm?" "I have a question." "Why do you always say that? Like do you just like the moon in general or—?" You laughed softly.

"Well... In Japan, if you say that to someone." He sat up from his position earlier. Turning around to face you and hold your hand.

"It's something like a poetic and subtle way to confess or say you love someone." He continued looking down to hide that he was blushing. His statement made you feel this romantic exhilaration, amused at what it meant.

"If that's the case then I love you too."

Yuta raised his head and his eyes met yours. Just like the first day you saw him, his eyes still had the same twinkle. You love him. You really do. And he loves you too. There was just something that pulled the two of you together as if you're soulmates. As if the stars aligned themselves for two people to eventually become eachother's universe.

There are billions of stars and gazillions of galaxies in this neverending universe. But if you were to choose, he is your favourite. He is the one you adore the most.

Tired Eyes

Pairing: Roommate!Nakamoto Yuta x Roommate!Female Reader

Preview: You had “tired eyes” according to Yuta, no matter how much sleep you did or didn’t get the night before, your eyes always looked tired, and they will be the death of him. How they’re always glossed over and a bit droopy, he thinks they match your laidback but playful personality quite well. 

The first time he truly noticed your tired eyes was when you two were brushing your teeth at the same time during the first week of being roommates. You two made eye contact through the mirror and with a mixture of your tired eyes, mouthful of toothpaste, and slightly crooked smile, he felt his heart soar. 

Word Count: 5.7k

Genre: Slice of Life, Roommates to lovers, friends to lovers, non-Idol AU, College/University AU

Warnings: Fluff, feelings being avoided, mutual pining, fluff, a food fight (so some wasted food), smut, pet names, not 100% proofread

Smut Warnings: unprotected sex (reader is on birth control even though it’s not stated but still wrap it before you tap it), oral (m receiving), I don’t think there’s anything else but let me know if there is.

a/n- This was called Sunflower Vol. 6 at one point but I just changed the name, it still has some aspects of the song to it, but I didn’t really follow the plot. Stream Harry’s House if you haven’t already and if you have...stream it again. 

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He heard the door open, making him perk up from his book. Not caring if he lost his page, he carelessly closed it and got up from his designated spot on the couch. You silently smiled at him, slipping off your shoes, wanting to let your feet rest from the busy day you had just finished.

“Hey, how was your day?” He leaned against the door frame that led from the kitchen to the living room, blocking your way to the hallway.

“It was okay Yuta, how was yours?” Yuta loved the way you said his name, how it slipped off the tip of your tongue so naturally.

He stood up a bit straighter and gave you a toothy grin, “I actually got caught up on everything I had been missing AND I found a topic for my thesis.” He relished in the way your face lit up for him.

“That’s great Yuta! I got to go start mine but let’s order out tonight in your success!” You ducked down under his arm that was holding him up and were already down the hallway when he looked up and shook his head slightly.

“We do that almost every night anyway” Yuta called out to you. “But now we have an excuse.” You popped your head out of your room and grinned at your roommate.

Ever since Yuta put out an application around campus that was advertising room for a roommate, he was dreading living with someone but as soon as you walked through the door, application in hand, he knew you were the one he was going to say yes to.

He helped you move in as soon as your lease ended at the end of that month, and he quickly realized he was head over heels for you. He didn’t know what hit him first, was it your style, smile, humor, or was it a combination of all of you? Yuta couldn’t pinpoint a single flaw that you possessed, the traits you owned that other people would find annoying, he loved them and even found out that he missed them whenever you stayed at a friend’s place for the night.

During winter when you went home to your parents’ house for Christmas, he even missed how none of your dishes were in the sink. With just his, he thought there weren’t enough because it meant you weren’t there with him.

When it was still early in the friendship, you did something that truly confirmed his feelings for you. It was barely winter, but the cold temperatures hit the city much earlier than everyone anticipated and when you and he were walking along downtown you saw a homeless child sitting there in the snow, shivering. You left his side for a moment and took your own coat off your body and placed it around the small kid’s shoulders.

He smiled at you and felt a presence come up to the side that you had left. It was an older woman and she turned to speak to him. “You got yourself a lovely woman, young man. Don’t let someone like her go, they only come once in a lifetime.” His cheeks turned a light red color despite already being cold. “Thank you, I won’t let her go.”

The woman started walking away once she saw that you were coming back, now coatless. You tucked yourself into Yuta’s side and started pulling him with you to continue walking along the street, window shopping and looking for a place to eat dinner. Without saying anything, Yuta removed his coat and placed it on your shoulders, just like you did for the kid back there.

“Yuta, you’ll get cold.” You started to shrug off his coat so you could give it back to him. “It’s okay Y/n, I don’t want you to get sick.” His words and tone were calm, but his face showed that he wasn’t going to take the coat back.

You just looked up at him and smiled slightly, snowflakes collecting along your eyelashes, making you blink, breaking the tension that had formed around you and Yuta.

Yuta thought about that moment all the time, specifically the look you gave him. Your eyes were glossed over, your cheeks and nose were red, and you looked up at him with such a sincere expression of gratitude.

Whenever Yuta looks back on the moments that made him fall in love with you, his heart picks up and his breathing gets deeper. He’s so far in his own thoughts and feelings, his body doesn’t know how to handle it.

“Yuta? Are you okay?” Just like now, he was so caught up in his own mind, that he hadn’t moved from where he was leaning on the door frame. “Hm? Yeah, I’m alright.” “Are you sure? What’s up in your noggin making you space out all the time?” You.

Instead of answering Yuta just smiled and shook his head lightly, pushing off from the door frame to go to the collection of take-out menus you two have collected over the time of being roommates.

“What are you in the mood for? I don’t really want pasta or burgers.” Yuta turned to you with the remaining menus in hand. “I know I said we would take out but how about we cook something together?” You looked up at him with slight puppy dog eyes, even though he couldn’t say no to you ever, with or without the round and pleading eyes.

“That would be fun, what do you want to make, we’ll probably have to go to the grocery store but if its homemade I’m fine with whatever honestly.”

“We could make pizza.” You said while looking down at your phone, skimming through recipes. Yuta made a sound of approval and grabbed the keys to his car with you in tow. “Can I drive Yuta?” “Of course, he handed you the keys and headed outside and to the passenger’s seat.

Yuta was fine with you driving, he got an opportunity to get lost in his thoughts again. He looked over at you driving, humming, and quietly singing to the Harry Styles album that just came out. How you already knew all the lyrics was beyond him. Yuta studied your face silently, noticing how whenever the person in front of you wasn’t going at least five above the speed limit, your eyebrows furrowed, and you grew impatient. He saw the bags and circles under your eyes that you claimed you’ve always had because of your allergies. He didn’t believe you until you showed him a photo of you during your youth. But he knew the lack of sleep definitely helped darken the circles.

You had “tired eyes” according to Yuta, no matter how much sleep you did or didn’t get the night before, your eyes always looked tired, and they will be the death of him. How they’re always glossed over and a bit droopy, he thinks they match your laidback but playful personality quite well.

The first time he truly noticed your tired eyes was when you two were brushing your teeth at the same time during the first week of being roommates. You two made eye contact through the mirror and with a mixture of your tired eyes, mouthful of toothpaste, and slightly crooked smile, he felt his heart soar.

“Quit looking at me Yuta”, you side-eyed him and he turned his face toward the window to hide the blush that appeared across his cheeks. Outside, it had started to rain, the clouds had suddenly gone gray, and he could hear the drops of water landing on the roof of the car. Yuta enjoyed the rain because-

“It’s raining! I love the rain.” He smiled at your enthusiasm, every single time it rained, you always made sure to voice your love for it, your entire face would light up as you peered out the window. Yuta enjoyed the rain because you enjoyed the rain.

There were many things Yuta started loving just because you loved them, the rain, cooking, baking, even washing the dishes. You expressed how washing the dishes with the lights dimmed at night brought an odd feeling of calmness to you. So, he started doing that too, he thought about how it might have some way of being creepy, but he just wanted to be close to you without ruining your friendship.

“And we have arrived.” Yuta heard you as you reached over the center console to try and reach the umbrella you kept in the car for sudden rain. He went ahead and unbuckled his seatbelt.

Once you grabbed the umbrella, he went ahead a took it from you and opened the passenger door. Opening the umbrella, and stepping out of the car, he quickly walked to your side of the car and helped you out of the vehicle. It wasn’t like you needed help, but he liked the loving feel of it. Yuta just liked pretending and imagining that he had a life with you, a domestic type of love.

“So, what’s on the list? Besides the pizza ingredients, of course?” Yuta looked down at you, trying to read the grocery list as you started walking in the direction you needed, once you two made it into the store, dry and safe.

“Well, it’s quite short, since we’re broke college students after all. But I just added a couple snacks we like to keep on hand and more ramen.” “That sounds good.” Yuta didn’t say anything else until you two were in the baking aisle, looking for flour. He had been too busy watching you think to yourself

“Why are there so many types of flour, whole wheat, all-purpose, that one right there has a pizza on it. We’re making pizza, should we get that one?” He ran his fingers through his dark hair that he had decided to grow out.

“Well, the recipe says all-purpose flour, so we will be getting that kind, but we don’t need that much, and it would be a waste to get more than we need especially since we won’t use it.” You crouched down to get the smallest bag the store offered.

You grabbed one that did have a pizza on the bag for Yuta, who had moved a couple feet away from you so you could pace back and forth while you looked for the flour. You were ready to place the flour in the basket Yuta offered to carry but when you looked to your left he was no longer there.

“Yuta?” You spun around looking for the boy when you saw him come around the corner from another aisle. “I went ahead and grabbed the ramen for us since it was in the aisle right next to us.” “Oh, thanks Yuta, I’m getting hungry so let’s try to hurry up.” Of course Yuta agreed and so he just followed you when you walked out of the aisle while looking down at your list.

“We only need strawberry and green tea ice cream.”

As soon as you and Yuta made it to the frozen dessert aisle, he could hear your teeth start to chatter and he could see you start to shiver. “Here, take my sweatshirt.” He pulled it up and off of him, but the shirt underneath also started to be pulled up and you were blessed with the sight of his abs, butterfly tattoo, as well as his naval piercing.

You weren’t the only one that had been blessed with the sight and that was obvious when you heard a quiet gasp come from someone behind you. Quickly looking over your shoulder, you saw a girl around your age looking at Yuta, and for a reason you were unaware of, the only thing you felt in that moment was jealousy.

Without thinking about what would happen, you placed your hand on Yuta’s stomach, holding the t-shirt down while he pulled his sweatshirt the rest of the way off. When you were able to see Yuta’s face again, his cheeks had a rosiness to them, and he handed you the hoodie.

“Thank you.” All he did was nod and smile. Once you placed the sweatshirt over your head, you were immediate engulfed in Yuta’s scent, it made you lightheaded, but you loved the feeling. Reaching for the handle of the freezer door, you looked back to your right and saw that the girl who was ogling Yuta was now standing there with her arms crossed and a pissed off look on her face. The jealousy turned to pride but you still didn’t know why, you and Yuta weren’t together.

Suddenly feeling nauseous from the mix of emotions, you grabbed to ice cream you wanted and booked it for the registers. “Are you alright Y/n?” Not expected you to speed walk away, Yuta jogged up to your side. “I’m fine, thank you though. I’m just getting hungry.” He didn’t believe you but went along with it.

The ride back was silent, but it wasn’t awkward, to you at least. Yuta, however, couldn’t sit still. He kept switching which hand he was propping his head up with.

It was probably the eighteenth switch as he saw your guy’s apartment complex come into view. He still wanted to ask you what the matter was but at last, he decided to just drop it. He also dropped one of the bags of groceries as you two were heading up in the elevator.

“You, okay?” You asked as Yuta bent down to grab the handles of the paper sack. “Yeah, just zoned out and let go, I guess.” He felt better when he heard your chuckle over the sound of the ding when you arrived at your floor.

With the hunger both of you were facing, you took no time to get started with making the pizza dough, you had snacks on standby since it would take half an hour to rise. You were cooking together but it mostly consisted of you telling Yuta which ingredients to get and how much of it was needed.

“Y/n” Yuta drug out the last syllable of your name and leaned on the counter. “Yes Yuta?” You looked over at him and he saw the sarcastic look in your tired eyes, and he forgot what he was about to complain about. The growl that was heard from his stomach. “Is the dough almost done?” Rolling your eyes you huffed and said, “While I check, finish stirring together this batch.” You handed the mixing bowl and wooden spoon over to Yuta.

Turning your back to check to see if the first batch of dough was rising for Yuta, you felt of soft splatter on your back. Before you could turn around to look at the culprit, Yuta started laughing. Grabbing an egg that was near your hand on the counter, you cracked it and held the yolk and white in the palm of your hand. “It was an accident, Y/n, I stirred the dough a bit too hard, and some flour flew out. But really, I’m sor-”, his apology was cut short by him bending over and giggling.

Waiting until the right moment to strike, you just walked as Yuta continued to giggle. His long hair was in his face as he shot back up, face red from laughing, thinking that you being hit with flour was the funniest thing to ever happen.

After several seconds of just waiting, Yuta stopped laughing and that’s when you threw the egg at him, the black shirt now had a yellow splotch on it from the yolk breaking. His face was priceless though, his jaw had dropped, and his eyes were wide.

“Don’t put this all on me buddy, you started it.” You placed your hands out in front of you in hopes to block something if he threw anything again. Yuta started to try defending himself even though you both knew that there was no way in ending this peacefully.

“It was an accident, and it just happened to be funny!” Just rolling your eyes, you started to walk away once you saw Yuta approaching you.

“Back it up Nakamoto” walking backwards so you could keep an eye on Yuta while putting distance between you and him, you watched as his smirk grew, which led you to be confused. But then, you knew why. You felt the cold edge of the counter hit your lower back and now you were cornered.

You looked over your shoulder to see what food was near and saw the bag of flour, perfect, you’ll just try to not get it in his eyes. When you looked back at Yuta, you saw that he was now right in front of you, smiling with his eyebrows raised, waiting for his next move. He didn’t have any food in his hands, so thinking about the flour seemed unfair until his hands reached for your sides and wiggling fingers made contact.

“Yuta! Stop, please.” A mixture of a scream and a laugh left your lips. Remembering the flour, you turned around with the help of thrashing your legs while pinning your arms to your sides in hopes of removing Yuta’s hands. Your back was against his chest now and only one arm pining his hand still, his other hand roaming freely and as quickly as he wanted. Using the hand that wasn’t glued to your side, you reached across the counter and dipped your hand into the bag of flour to grab a handful.

Yuta hadn’t noticed where your other hand had gone, because he was too preoccupied in tickling you, and you hadn’t realized what reaching across the counter had caused. Slightly standing on your tippy toes put your ass right at his crotch level.

Holding in a groan, Yuta moved his hips away from yours so the sound wouldn’t slip out. He looked back up to see if you had noticed what had just happened but all of a sudden, he saw your flour covered hand come into his line of sight and the evil glint in your eye caused his eyebrows to furrow together.

But before he could dodge it, your hand ran through his hair, getting flour on and in between his soft, silky strands of onyx hair. He stopped tickling you to quickly comb as much of the flour out of his hair with his fingers, however, your guys’ current position caused him to pause. Your hand had a tight grip on his hair at the nape of his neck, and with your head turned and his held in place, your lips were only a centimeter apart. Letting go of Yuta’s hair and retreating your hand back to your sides, you felt that both of his hands were still on your hips.

“Yuta” you whispered, his tongue ran across his upper lip, the tip of it, lightly grazing your own lips. You looked into his eyes once and nodded slightly. That was all the confirmation he needed and without another second passing, his soft lips were pressed against yours. Immediately, heat spread throughout your lower stomach, making you shift, trying to press your thighs together. It was just a kiss, but it was Yuta. And since it was Yuta, it wasn’t just a kiss.

Breaking apart to breath and giving you time to turn around, so you guys were now facing each other, you just looked at Yuta. He pressed his forehead against yours, your heavy breathing mixing. The kitchen of your shared apartment was now significantly warmer than it was a few minutes ago.

“Y/n” he looked at you through hooded eyes with lust blown pupils. “Yuta” you probably had a very similar look on your face, you pulled him by his belt loops, so he was right against you. Feeling him harden against your thigh, you looked up at him, sheepishly, Yuta looked away with a red tint across his cheeks.

“I’m really sorry, Y/n. I’ve just liked you for a while and this isn’t how I wanted to tell you and I’m such an idiot and I don’t even know what I’m saying at this point, and, and- oh”, you kissed him again, much harder this time than the time before, causing him to stumble back some, taking you with him.

“Just shut up Yuta, I kissed back, didn’t I? Stop worrying, I’ve been in love with you since the first time we brushed our teeth in the bathroom together.” You two just stood there, smiling against each other’s mouths until, both of your guys’ needs took over.

“Let’s, uh, move this to one of our rooms-”, not wanting to wait, you dropped to your knees and smiled up at Yuta. “-or not.” Smiling down at you as you played with the button and zipper of his jeans, he ran his hand through your hair, moving all the strands that were in your face, behind your ears.

Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, he sighed from the slight release of pressure. You watched his reaction as you palmed the bulge that his briefs restrained. A small whimper left his lips when you paid special attention to where his tip was. “Y/n, please.” Deciding that you’d take the time to tease him some other time, you pulled his underwear down and spit in your hand.

Yuta’s head tilted back as you placed your hand around him and started jerking him off. The spit in your hand helped your hand smoothly glide up and down his shaft. While your hand was busy, all you could think about was how your mouth was empty. You were starting to drool because the thought of feeling the weight of him on your tongue was overwhelming you. You needed to have him inside you, one way or another.

Starting with the tip, you placed your mouth on it and loved the noise he made above you. But when ran your tongue along the slit, you could taste the saltiness of his pre-cum on your tastebuds. “Y/n, please, more.” You made a mental note to tease him later about him begging you in that deep but whiny voice later. That noise though, was nothing compared to the groan he made when you took him all the way in your mouth.

You were able to take his cock even deeper once your throat got used to having him in it. Starting to bob your head, you felt his fingers thread into your hair tightly, slowly building a pace. After a couple minutes of building said pace, Yuta was fucking your mouth quickly, tears were streaming down your face, your panties were surely ruined from your cunt dripping, possibly the shorts you were wearing too, and Yuta was babbling out of pleasure.

“Yeah, that’s it. My girl, my pretty, pretty girl. Feels so good.” You tried to speed up, wanting him to cum, but he used his grip on your hair to pull you off his dick.

A wet pop was heard among the heavy breathing coming from both of you, and a string of saliva connected the tip of his dick to your bottom lip. Swiping your tongue across your bottom lip in hopes to collect some of the excess drool and to chase the salty taste of him, the string broke. That’s when Yuta’s already barley there composure broke.

With being edged and seeing you looking up at him with wide eyes and a wet mouth and chin, he lost it. He crouched down and grabbed the back of your thighs and hauled you up and over his shoulder. Without another word, he beelined it to his room and lightly tossed you on the bed.

“Yuta, please. I need you inside of me.” He just chuckled in a cocky sense as if he wasn’t just begging and whining when you only had his dick in your mouth for about five minutes. While he was still standing, he bent over and removed your shorts and panties all at once.

Feeling a sense of embarrassment suddenly, you closed your legs tightly and looked away. “We don’t have to do anything else Y/n, it’s up to you.” In a quiet voice, you responded with, “No, I want to, I really want to.” Yuta grabbed your thighs and spread them apart, sucking in a breath when he saw just how wet you really were. “Is this all for me?”

He pulled away from you as he waited for an answer and removed his clothes, he did it slowly, almost to tease you. His shirt was first, Yuta grabbed the back of the collar and pulled it off. It reminded you of what happened at the grocery store, except that this wasn’t an accident, and it was all for you, there weren’t any unwanted watchers. It was just you and Yuta.

When he removed his pants, he did it quicker, shucking both his sweats and briefs. Yuta was standing in front of you, shamelessly smirking at you since you still haven’t answered his question. “I asked you something Y/n.”

You just nodded and played with the ends of his hair when he found a spot in between your legs. Yuta was kneeling above you. “You’re so pretty Y/n, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.” The feeling of him teasing your slit with the tip of his cock made a whimper slip out of your mouth, you tried to press your thighs together in order to relieve the throbbing feeling but with Yuta right there, he saw the attempt and held you open for him.

“I won’t tease you this time, I just want to feel you.” You shifted your ass, starting to get uncomfortable with the cold, sticky feeling of your arousal dripping from your hole and to your ass and onto the bedspread below you.

Feeling the amount of wetness leaking out of you would normally cause you to be embarrassed but again, it was Yuta.

He lined up his cock to your entrance and thrusted the tip in. Yuta looked at you to make sure you were still okay with this and was content when you nodded and rolled your hips.

Your head was thrown back when Yuta pushed the rest of him into you. The man above you groaned and looked down to see your face. “You look so pretty like this Y/n. I mean you’re always pretty but this, this is something else baby.” Smiling at Yuta’s slight rambling, you grabbed the sides of his head and pulled him down closer to you.

His bottom lip was trapped between both of yours and your chests were flushed against each other. With the even with the smallest amount of space in the middle of you two, the sounds emitting from your lower halves filled the room.

The wet squelches, the slaps of your hips, and the moans were the only things that were heard. “Yuta, fuck, it feels so good.” Your brain had turned to mush, with each thrust Yuta made, it felt like it was getting harder and harder to think. Not only was it getting hard to think, your vision was starting to blur. Seeing white spots around Yuta, you felt the knot in your lower stomach was getting tighter and it was all because of Yuta.

While you were only able to say Yuta’s name and make incoherent noises, Yuta was only able to say your name and curse. “Yuta, Yuta I’m close!” Your legs were tensing to the point of pain and then the knot in you got so tight, and the spots in your vision were no longer there and all you could see was white.

Yuta let out his own yell when he felt your walls clench around him, and it caused his release to appear. “Y/n, I’m going to cum, do you-”, when you felt Yuta start to pull out, you tightened your legs around his hips to lock him into place. “In me, please. Cum in me, Yuta.” And he did. Yuta painted your walls with the hot white ropes of his cum, marking you as his.

After chasing his high, Yuta stilled, too comfortable in the warmth of you to move. Not wanting to ruin the sweet, euphoric moment, you kissed his forehead and moved the hair out of his eyes so you could look at him. Really look at him. “You’re so pretty”, you whispered, looking at the truly beautiful sight before you. Yuta blushed and looked down while slightly shaking his head. “You know, I was about to say that to you.” You smiled, “I just beat you to it.”

Leaning in again Yuta mumbled, “That you did.” He pressed his lips to yours, much lighter than any of the kisses you two shared moments before. “Ugh, I feel gross.” You let out when Yuta pulled away and got up to grab a washcloth. “Yuta, I think I’m just going to take a shower, I’m all sticky.”

The man in the doorway had a smile that stretched across his face as he watched you try to get up and walk your way to where he was standing so you could go to the bathroom. Stopping in front of him and looking up, you said, “I need you to move Yuta, this is going to be TMI but you cum is dripping down by thighs and I would really like to shower.”

He smirked and moved, but he didn’t step out of the way, you stepped in sideways and felt a hand on your lower back. “Wha-” You were cut off by Yuta pulling you into him and placing his lips onto yours once again. Your bare breasts were tightly pressed against his bare chests. “I’m sorry, I just can’t seem to get enough of you. Do you mind if I join you?”

Yuta felt your chortle on his lips, “I would love if you joined me, but-uh I don’t think I’d be able to just shower”. His head hung in mock defeat and looked up at you through the strands of his hair that was in his face. Nodding, Yuta stepped out of your way and kissed the side of your head, “I’ll clean up the kitchen while you shower.”

It didn’t take too long for the water to heat up and you couldn’t help the sigh that left your lips when you felt the warm water run down your body. The water was soothing on your muscles that were tense and you were prepared to feel sore in the morning. The quiet seemed to intensify the sound of the water hitting the floor, the heat of the water, and the thoughts that were running around in your head.

You were alone now, and you didn’t have Yuta to quiet the voices in your head trying to get you to overthink everything.

The moment of bliss you just shared with Yuta was now ruined with insecurities and questions about what was going to happen. You were roommates, how were you supposed to go about this?

Massaging your scalp with shampoo and conditioner was able to calm your racing mind for the time being until you heard a knock on the bathroom door. “Hey Y/n, are you doing alright? I’m not trying to rush you, but it’s been a while, are you okay?”

The confidence you wanted your voice to hold was no where to be found when you actually spoke. Your voice was shaky, and it was obvious that something was bothering you. “Y-yeah I’m fine, thank you Yuta.”

“Okay, what’s the matter? Did I do something wrong? I’m really sorry if I did.” When Yuta talked again, he was much closer, now behind the shower curtain. “I’m almost done and then we can talk about it, can you stay in the bathroom with me though?”

“Of course.”

The rest of your shower was awkward enough that the whirring thoughts had come to an end. But when you pulled the curtain back to step out, you saw Yuta sitting on the floor next to the tub with his back to the wall. When he looked up at you, you felt your breath catch as he looked up at you from the floor. The towel you had grabbed before you revealed your wet frame was held tightly against your body.

“Hi” Whispering as you stepped out of the shower, placing yourself in front of Yuta, who was still looking up at you. “Hey” Yuta held his arms open, inviting you into his lap. Accepting the silent invitation, you kneeled in front of him and turned around to place you back against his chest.

“Now, do you want to talk about what’s going on inside that head of yours?” He placed his head on your shoulder and waited for you to speak. “I didn’t like the way that girl was looking at you in the grocery store earlier.” All Yuta said was, “I know”.

“I know? That’s it?” Humming in acknowledgement, Yuta brushed his fingers up and down your arms. “Now you know how I feel when any man looks at you, I’d love to be able to call you mine and when they look at you, it sucks that I can’t.”

Clutching the towel to your chest, you got up. Yuta immediately followed you, thinking he did or said something wrong. “I don’t know why you’d ever think that. I’m yours Yuta, you’ve always had me.” You finished talking and looked at him.

“I know we talked about us somewhat before this, but I really do love you. The moment before was ran by lust but you’re the person I want to spend my time with, truly, and I mean that with everything in me.” You let Yuta finish and when he did, you stepped forward. He met you halfway and you two were left with being tickled by the other’s breath on your lips. Now, kissing seemed different. With knowing the other’s feelings, you were scared.

But when he placed his lips onto yours, you noticed how soft they were. They were soft like biting into cotton candy and it felt like being weightless in water. You were just floating, floating in the presence of Yuta. The kiss was soft and sweet, effortlessly so.  

just wondering if you’d think yuuta would be jealous of the first years getting too comfy with s/o like maybe one time s/o called out “yuu” both yuuji & yuuta respond & they’re like 👁👄👁

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 | 𝐎𝐊𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐓𝐀.

you’re sweet, it’s yuuta’s favorite thing about you—a little too sweet at times, but it’s lovable all the same. and yuuta has grown some, he’s not as much of the timid young boy as he used to be. fighting curses and seeing the things he has and training as vigorously as he does is enough to toughen anyone up, and he’s no exception. but still, he’s always remained your kind, sweet, sensitive little yuuta deep down.

and then there’s yuji. yuji is too perfect for his own good. he’s too easy to befriend, too easy to trust, too easy to grow fond of, and too easy to love.

he’s kind, sweet, sensitive, and magnetic. now that’s a deadly combination if he’s ever seen one, and if the way your eyes brighten when you see yuji is anything to base it off of, yuuta would say you think so too.

“yuu,” you call out, a small grin on your face as you approach yuuta and the pink-haired boy beside him, and when both of their heads snap to your direction, yuuta can’t help but feel his stomach churn. “oh,” you pause, blinking for a moment before giggling, “i meant him,” you point to yuuta.

he’s a tad bit relieved that it’s him you’re looking for, or he thinks the churning in his stomach would be infinitely worse. but then yuji smiles bashfully, looks down and lets out a nervous chuckle as he blushes, and then yuuta’s fists clench just a little.

yuji seems rather fond of you, fond enough that it makes yuuta’s heart plummet—and truth be told, it also makes his blood boil just a little.

“oops,” his younger classmate huffs out a soft laugh, “guess i got ahead of myself there,” he murmurs.

“aww, yuji,” you tease, and much to yuuta’s horror, you’re reaching over to pinch itadori’s cheek, and he’s left to wonder—when had you gotten so comfortable that causal touches were a part of the norm? “if you want a nickname you can just say so.”

“that’s not what i meant,” itadori mumbles shyly. “i just…you know…yuji? yuu? i thought it was for me for a second there.”

“it was for yuuta. for me,” yuuta cuts in, and he has to dig his nails into his palm as he clenches his fists, watching you smile gently to itadori. it’s okay, your expression reads, almost like you’re reassuring the boy—but it’s not okay.

your yuu is him—yuuta. not yuji. you’re here for him, to see him, to smile at him and grab his hand and tug him along as he follows. but you’re staring at itadori fondly, and it’s starting to hurt just a little.

“well we can’t both be yuu,” itadori laughs good-naturedly, and if he wasn’t such a gentle soul, yuuta wonders if he’d hate the boy. but there’s no hating itadori yuji—he’s much too good deep in his soul to be hated. “i’ll leave you two alone then,” he hums, patting your head with a happy smile before he’s off.

the touch isn’t even to him, but yuuta feels his skin burn, prickling at every inch as his heart drops.

you turn to him, beaming as your arms nestle their way around his neck, and even if not enough, there’s still some comfort in the action.

“hi baby,” you murmur, pressing a soft peck to his jaw, “i was looking for you.”

and this is silly—this is small, and not that big of a deal, and not even your fault, but yuuta can’t help the doubts that slowly plague his mind. he can’t fight the voices that hunch over his back and whisper into his ear, drowning out the sound of your voice before you can make it all better.

“me?” he asks, and there’s an edge to his voice that almost says he doesn’t believe you. your brows furrow just a little, your hand sliding to cup his cheek and tilt his face to look at you better.

“yes you, silly,” you huff out a small laugh, “who else?”

yuuta wants to mutter that evidently, it could seem like a certain someone, but he doesn’t have the heart to ever be grouchy with you. so he swallows his insecurities, tries to bury them in the deepest of crevices in his mind so they won’t be dug up again—but it’s like he’s digging into concrete, and the ground is too tough, just won’t break to let him shove his feelings down.

“no one,” he mumbles, not meeting your eyes.

and if you decided one day that itadori yuji was the boy of your dreams, that he was the one who could paint your skies and hang the stars just how you’d like them, yuuta doesn’t think he’d be surprised. if itadori is a swirl of vivid shades, colors that could brighten your world and bring you to life—yuuta thinks he pales in comparison, dim hues muddled together that could never show you the world through scenery as breathtaking.

but then your thumb trails over his cheek, tracing the soft curve of his face before hooking under his chin and pulling his face a little closer. he settles for looking at your lips, not yet ready to meet your gaze.

“what’s wrong, baby? what’s got you so down, hmm?” your voice is concerned, a soft breath that rolls off your tongue and soothes over the aches, placating them so easily—but he’s left to wonder: how long?

how long can you keep up the facade that he’s enough for you to happily crave more and more of? how long can you keep looking him in the eyes and getting lost in their depths? how long before enough is simply not enough any longer?

he doesn’t voice his concerns. “nothing,” he shrugs instead. “what are you—”

“don’t say nothing,” you sigh quietly, and by now, your hand has wandered past his shoulder to bury into his hair, scratching at his scalp gently as you twirl the strands of dark locks around your fingers. “it can’t be nothing, you know. no one knows you better than me,” you say with a sense of pride in your voice.

there’s a small bit of hope in that—a small part of him that revels in the victory of knowing you’re prideful that you see past him and catch glimpses no one else can. so he lets himself be vulnerable with you—because even with his doubts, he’s still you’re kind, sweet, sensitive little yuuta.

“just…didn’t know you and itadori knew each other so well,” he finally mumbles. it’s silent for a moment, and yuuta starts to accept that maybe you’re going to say what he knows is inevitably coming after all.

anyone would love to know itadori yuji like that—why should you be an exception?

yuuta wishes it was before he fell so hopelessly for you, wishes it was before the sound of your laugh was a melody he knew by heart—it’d hurt less, it wouldn’t make his lip wobble the way it’s wobbling right now.

“oh, baby,” you chuckle, cupping his face with both your hands, squeezing them together as you pull his forehead to yours, “you don’t have to be jealous. he’s just yuji.”

you offer him a sweet smile and eyes full of light, and he offers you a teary-eyed tilt of his head in confusion.

“but—”

“but you’re yuuta. you’re my yuu,” you whisper against his mouth, breath fanning over his skin before you press a delicate peck onto his lips. it’s short, a little too quick for his liking, but it makes him shiver nonetheless. “and i love you, my pretty boy.”

one more peck to his lip, then two, and then you’re kissing him deeply, grabbing his hands and guiding them to your hips before your arms wrap around his neck once more. he pulls you closer on instinct, and even if yuuta sees himself a muddle of colors, he feels bright hues seep through your lips and color him new—and it’s enough.

he thinks it’s enough, even if just for now.

“you were looking for me?” he asks breathlessly one more time as he pulls away, just to be sure. you watch as his eyes lighten a shade as you nod, smiling when his arms wrap impossibly tighter around you.

“of course, i was,” you press a kiss to his jaw, “who else?”

your honor he is my sugarplum baby boy

fic rec ii ♡

part i here.

finally finished my exams, well kinda i have two more on monday but i’ll compile some fics na so that it’s gonna be a lot more than the last time. thank you for the likes and reblogs. 

also i just wanna ask the writers do i like like your fics or reblog or both? please do reply hehe, thank you again for making fics because it truly makes me happy. 

please free to recommend your favorite fic that i haven’t feature yet. i’m a sucker for dad!jaehyun and dad!jungkook, basically idols being a dad. also please recommend more yugyeom fics, i badly need yugyeom in my life rn. 

a for angst

f for fluff

s for smut

// for series or list

kpop oc/s

// sunhee by @sunhee-kpopoc (love her)

doyoung

17:22 | f s by @ethaeriyeol

no title | a by @slightlymore

collapsing together as the dawn breaks | f a by @slightlymore

sleep tight | f by @jaeminscoffee

jaehyun

for us | f by @kireimarkeu

// dad jaehyun | f s m @jaehyunspeachparty

no title | a by @sakuurae

1:06 am | s by @jeongvision

// preschool | a f by @jenojam

kiss me | f s by @taurusjaehyun

cinnamon and sugar | f s by @kthpurplesyou

the one with hangover | f by @mistymark

homebound | a f @kinqjaehyxn

love you goodbye | a s f by @serendipityseulgi

quit | a s f by @mskimkaty

no title | f by @smileysuh

9:36 pm | f by @dreamswithinadreaminadream

jungkook

game over | f s by @namgukgalore

make it right | s a by @jungkxook

late fee | f s by @1kook

no title | f s by @ubemango

no title | f s by @angelguk

quiet rides | f s by @inkedtae

// dad jungkook:  just like daddy,  petunia? petunia,  art sessions ft daddy’s tattoos,  late night rewards | f by @angelguk

private shows | s by @filterjeons

first time together | s a by @httpjeon

beast | f s a by @ephemeralkookie

// youtube!jungkook drabble list | f @bubmyg

no title | f by @bubmyg

put your head on my shoulder | f s by @joonkookiemonster

soft nights | f by @softguks

distractions | s by @1kook

sore | f by @kooks3uphoria

breathe | f s a by @ephemeralkookie

no title | s by @thirstybtsthoughts

sleepy | f s by @floralseokjin

over the edge | s by @kpopfanfictrash

warm me up | f s by @pjm-com

slightly jealous | f s by @floralseokjin

hotel room | s by @jungkookiebus

indulgence | f s by @ppersonna

hush | s by @aureumjeon

attachment: 1 image | s by @1kook

// crybaby 1 2 3 | f s by @lavishedinjimin

thigh time | f s by @zibermuda

be mine | a f s by @staerrylights

crush | f a by @jungxk

wake up call | s by @junghelioseok

trippin’ | s f by @koophoriia

netflix and chill | f s by @1kook

jeno

true love | s a by @whereisten

salty | f a by @tastyykpop

make me scream | f s by @neocitybynight

my first and last | f a by @tyongxnct

donghyuck’s trick | f s by @loviejaehyun

paraluma | f a by @neoiovebot 

final match | f a by @arietaurumini

haechan

to you | f by @kireimarkeu

lucas

where’s the ring | f by @wayvland

11:45 pm | f by @clubyukhei

no title | f by @bl--ankhaeji

all my first | f s m by @loviejaehyun

yuta

grass | f by @hyuckles-chuckles

taeyong

reasons why i can’t forget you | a f by @taeyongtime

finale of the longing heart | a f by @taeyongtime

johnny

braids | f by @hyuckles-chuckles

i’ll probably make part 3 and possibly 4 for the old fics that i’ve loved. 

anyway, thank you again for the writers please take care and be safe!

please free to recommend your favorite fic that i haven’t feature yet.

if the links won’t work please let me know and i’ll try to fix it as soon as possible!

to everyone! please take care and keep safe please!

fic rec iv ♡

part i, ii and iii here.

this probably the last fic rec for now, i finally reached the end of my like section (?). thank you for liking my previous fic rec and for supporting the writers!

i also want to tell the reason why i made this fic rec (aside from sharing it to you guys) is for myself, like i don’t have to scroll down on my feed to see the fic that i want to read, it’s more convenient right?

thank you for the writers for keeping entertain because most if this fic i accumulate was at quarantine hehe. 

please free to recommend your favorite fic that i haven’t feature yet.

a for angst

f for fluff

s for smut

// for series or list

jeno

walk you home | f by @lucas-wongs

first tattoo | s by @hyuckattack

jaemin

1:03 pm | f by @the32ndbeat

regular | s by @leesmrk

sweet talk | f by @hyucksie

overstimulation | s by @orenmin

the chase | f a by @choerrypuffs

i’ll be your home | f s by @baekingpancakes

7:24 pm | f by @nsheetee

mark

can we kiss forever | f s by @rosepetaljaemin

comfortable | f by @asthmark

babe, im cold... | f by @immabiteyou

watermelon sugar high | f by @loviejaehyun

show me love | f by @markswoman

sweet loving | f s a by @angelicmark

baby | f by @127vevo

jaehyun

don’t go to bed | f by @baekhelvetica

no title | f by @solcheeky

[N’14] waiting rooms | f by @solcheeky

in the dark | s by @domjaehyun

comfort | f by @stormae

to jaehyun, my first love | f a by @notnctu

4:15 pm | f by @fullsuh

new things: simple | s f by @moondustis

home run | s by @moondustis

11:20 am | f  by @forehead-enthusiast

a year’s farewell 1 2 | f s by @chogiwank

sunday morning | s by @chogiwank

friday boy i ii | f s by @heartachetosing

redamancy | f a s @icedcappujaeno

wheel of fortune | f by @h2yeri

no will know, unless you let them | s by @i-am-regular-scenarios

needy for you | f by @taecas

// what’s wrong kid | f by @withyounct

no title | f by @ppangjae

i can’t stop kissing you | f by @neo-culture-taste

tree house | f by @jungsin

7:37 am | f by @marklyxxi

hot girl bummer | s by @domjaehyun

domaine de la romanee | a s f by @heartau

9:29 pm | f by @jen-o-jam

flowers | f by @bus-stop-stop-stop

never know | a s f by @ofwolvesandbutterflies

// when icarus falls | a f by @baobaojng

luxury | f a by @nctstudio

no title | f a by @jaeffrey77

no title | f by @jaeffrey77

[19:00] | f by @cupofjae

a picture worth a thousand words | f by @wannanct

[2:42] | f by @poetrlee

[11:50] | f by @goldenscenarios

[3:32 pm] | f s by @lustbile

11:47 pm | f by @nastynct

no title | f sby @strayscenes

[12:36 pm] | f by @withyounct

(don’t) wake up | s by @domjaehyun

mr. jung | s by @domjaehyun

[1:23] | f by @jungsin

[9:42 pm] | s by @forehead-enthusiast

[1:30] | f by @babyflossy

unwind | f by @solcheeky

no title | f by @nsheetee

in your court | f by @boymeetsweevil

12:29 pm | f by @softquian

[3:58 pm] | f by @nctream-archive

just a little bit of your heart | a by @taurusjaehyun

secret dreams | s by @dimplyjae-archive

2:14 pm | f by @luvdsc

[10:59 pm] | a by @nct-jungjaehyun

[4:40] | f by @nct-jungjaehyun

[12:56] | f by @nct-jungjaehyun

[10:48 pm] | f by @nct-jungjaehyun

8:30 pm | f by @lovemenowjjh01

8:00 am | f by @lovemenowjjh01

01:12 am | f by @honeyyu

no title | f by @yttanct

heartstrings | a by @jae-canikeepyou

seville | f by @jae-canikeepyou

oppa knows best 1 2 | s a by @wildernessuntothemselves

we’ll be alright | a f by @yoursinfulurges

[00:03] | f by @elauniesdream

[1:30] | f by @cupofjae

no title | f s by @jungcity

[5:21 pm] | f by @leesmrk

[23:47] | f by @hyucks-archive

[4:14 pm] | f by @sunny-jaes

rainy cuddles with jaehyun | f by @flwrxuxi

no title | f by @jenomark

no title | f by @jackbabewang

no title |s by @sluttyten

too late | a by @ddeonghwaa

no title | f by @jungstruly

ordinary people | f a by @ppangjae

tease | f a s by @whereisten

our playlist | f a by @rendezvousrenjun

no title | f by @jenomark

no title | f by @sluttyten

[10:04 pm] | f by @sunny-jaes

untitled | f by @jungyunos-archive

everything i want | f by @nctream-archive

no title | f by @jackbabewang

jaehyun’s family | f by @okayoonoh

his good girl | f s by @jackbabewang

new to this | f by @jackbabewang

haechan

my hoodie | f by @nsheetee

doyoung 

precaution | f s a by @dreaminghaos

white lace | s by @chogiwank

afterglow | f s a by @epinebleue

blue lace | s by @moondustis

taeyong

red-eye | f by @cirrus-lily

suckers | f a s by @neo-cult-ure

love at first flight | f a by @j-woosderland

an idol’s girl 1 2 | a by @darkneogotmyback

gamer antics | s by @sakuurae

loose ends | a f s by @dreaminghaos

yuta

no title | f by @suhsexual

lucas

chapstick challenge | f by @neo-culture-taste

anyway, thank you again for the writers please take care and be safe!

please free to recommend your favorite fic that i haven’t feature yet.

if the links  won’t work and i labelled some fics wrong please let me know and i’ll try to fix it as soon as possible!

Co-worker Yuta

I have eyes everywhere-yuta

Paring: Nakamoto Yuta x fem!reader

Warnings: mafia! Yuta x sly and innocent reader smut, giving head(m receiving), hair pulling, face fcking degration, overstimulation, orgasm, pet names (princess reader gets called slut 3 times blah blah that all folks

Summary: you went out with your friends without telling your mafia boyfriend Yuta or sharing your location because you guys got into a argument but that’s ok cause he has eye’s everywhere so it doesn’t take that long for him to find you dancing with some random guy 🫣

A/N: I think i had to much fun with this story I might make a series about this one I think but I like Yuta mafia stories they are just so…ENTERTAINING😏 and I really hope I did a good job on this one and I’ll be doing tag lists if you guys want too:)

ENJOYYYYY😏😏😏

It all started when you and Yuta got into a fight on the phone because he said he couldn’t make it to movie night and he was sorry, this was the fourth time he canceled on you and you were sick of so while he was talking you hanged up in his face “asshole” you mumbled under your breath you walk into you guys closet to find you a dress until you came across yutas favorite dress that you wore on you guys first night it was short and it showed a lot of cleavage you had told your friends you changed your mind about going with them, you grabbed your purse and made your way to your friends car that was parked outside you and Yuta house, “OMG Y/N YOU LOOK SO GOOD” one of your friends said “thank you” you say, once you guys made into the club it was kinda loud and you liked it, you started dancing on the dance floor with some guy he had his hands on your waist if Yuta was here and he this he woulda killed the guy and oh boy he was, he was watching the whole scene unfold right in front of him

He was literally seeing red he started to walk up to you and the guy and grabbed your wrist and pulled you beside him he was squeezing your wrist so hard that you swear it would leave a mark tomorrow “ow Yuta” you said to him looking up at him “don’t fucking ow me you slut” Yuta said “let go of her man” the rando said to Yuta, but Yuta didn’t instead he punched the dude and walked out of the club pulling you by your wrist he pushed you into the car and walked over to the driver seat and started the car, he was still seeing red, you knew that dancing with some other guy would piss him off and get his attention but you kinda felt bad do the dude that got punched and you really wanted to say sorry but Yuta pulled you out the club before you could say anything else

“Your in big trouble slut” Yuta said to you as he’s pulling into the driveway you look at him with innocent eyes “why?” You said you knew why and you wanted this to happen you liked when he did you rough until you had tears coming down your you’re face “don’t fucking act innocent” you both go out the car and when you do hes already pulling you by your wrist again, he sits on the couch while your standing in front of him “take it off” you didn’t waste no time taking your dress of course you liked how he demanded you take it off “sit on your knees” he spreads his legs and you don’t take no time doing that either, you put your hand on his bulge and starts rubbing bulge through his pants you look up at him with those sweet innocent eyes

“Fuck” he curses you pulled his pants and briefs down enough to release his fully hard cock out you felt arousal pooling in your stomach you were already wet from the start and he knew that, you started sucking his tip your about touch your wet cunt until he slaps your hand away and you hiss at the contact, you start taking him all the way in your mouth he grunts when you do you slowly go up and down until he bucks his hips up and grips your hair and starts fucking your face as he does this tears are brimming your eyes and you mascara is messy but you like it he fucks your face a few more times until he cums in your mouth “sallow” he says you sallow is cum and shows him how your mouth has no cum in it “get up” you get up from off the floor your knees red and hurting you knew it would leave some kind of mark tomorrow

He pulls you down on his dick without any kind of practice, he holds your hips in and starts fucking into he grips your hips tightly as you moan his name “y-Yuta” you said your brain was turning into mush as he was fucking into your cunt “you like that slut?” He said instead of answering you nodded quickly he slaps your ass “use your words” he says “y-yes” you say as your trying your best not to cum then and there “I-I’m going to cum” that earns you a slap to your cunt, you moan his name at the contact “don’t you dare cum yet” you trying your best, tears coming down your cheeks (face) after a few minutes “can I cum Yuta” you say in half moan and he smirks “cum for me princess” so you cummed he starts to slow down to let you ride out your high he was almost there and after a few fucks he cums inside of you “have you learned your lesson y/n?” He says raising a eyebrow at you “y-yes Yuta” you mumbled “wanna take a bath and then watch a movie?” He says you two happily go into the bath and watched that movie

At least you got a good fuck and a movie after

END OF STORYYY

I hoped you liked it 😏

By: kpopcafeeee

Wanna make a movie?-yuta

Pairing: Yuta nakamoto x fem! Reader

Genre: smut boyfriend Yuta, aftercare at the end

Warnings: photographer boyfriend Yuta!, Smut, filming sex, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it people!), after care kink, choking, hair pulling, begging, degration, head giving ( m receiving)

A/N: so i will post stories they might be short but hey it’s the thought that counts and send some juicy JUCIY requests and please don’t be shy about it and that’s and I hope y’all enjoy it when it comes outt.

Wanna make a movie?-yuta

Pairing: photographer! Yuta nakamoto x fem! Reader

Warnings: photographer boyfriend Yuta!, Smut, filming sex, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it people!), after care kink, choking, hair pulling, begging, degration, head giving ( m receiving)

Summary: you and your boyfriend Yuta were gonna just chill and watch your favorite movies and fall Asleep you thought but he had other plans….

A/N: so i will post stories they might be short but hey it’s the thought that counts and send some juicy JUCIY requests and please don’t be shy about it and that’s and I hope y’all enjoy it . Also y/n doesn’t get no prep just straight up DICK.

Enjoy :)

You we’re waiting on your boyfriend to get back from work cause he promised you guys would watch a movie and just chill. And when he arrives he has a camera and not just a regular camera that you take pictures with its was a camcorder. He usually didn’t bring his equipment home with him unless he had to work on a project that he could finish at the office. So when he brought home his camcorder it was surprising and confusing. “Hey baby” he said while giving you the most perfect smile along with a kiss on the cheek, “hey, what took you so long?” While stepping aside to let him in the house. “I was only 3 minutes late baby don’t worry I just had to talk to my boss about some things” he says in the a smooth tone while taking your hand and walking you into your shared bedroom.

“I thought we were gonna watch a movie together?” You said while he sat you down no the bed and pulled his camcorder out and placed it infront of you guys bed. “we are the movie” he said while turning back to you with a mischievous smile on his face “w-what do you mean?” You said confused. “I’m going to film us having sex baby, but if you don’t want to we can always just lay down and watch a actual movie and forget the whole thing” he said looking at you with concern tone.

Honestly the whole thing was arousing and you wanted too. “Let’s do it” you confidently he was shocked for a second. He didn’t think you would actually wanna do it. He thought you would simply say no and shut down his fantasies and never talk about it again. “Is it record-“ you ask but before you could get the full thing out Yuta pounced on you and bringing you in with a rough kiss. teeth clashing together in the process.

He then stands up off the bed with a smirk and walks to the camera and grabbed it. He then went back to the bed but this time sitting at the edge of the bed. “Come here” he says with a dominant tone. You then got of the bed and walked infront of him. “yes?” You said curious about what he was going to do “kneel for me baby” he said with the camera facing down to his pants and his growing erection.

You do what he says and starts to unzip his pants. You pull down his pants and briefs all together. His cock springs up with a red tip with precum leaking from his tip, your mouth watering ready to take anything he gave you right then and there. You start kissing his tip, hissing at the contact “s-stop teasing baby girl” he said grabbing your hair into a ponytail while lining your face to his cock “open wide pretty” he said with a mischievous smirk. You open your mouth and not even a second later he shoved his cock in your mouth, he then lets you adjust and starts at a slow pace “s-shit” he says and lets out the most beautiful groan you ever heard. He starts speeding up his pace and bucks his hips into your mouth and you hold onto his legs for dear life, all while the camera is still focused on you taking his cock into your mouth like a pro. You look up at him with teary eyes as he starts to go at a humane pace “f-fuck baby you look so cute with my cock in your mouth” he says while groaning at how your gaging around him. You then tap his signaling that you needed to take a breath for some time. So he lets go of your head and you pull off his cock and look up at him in is eyes “I want you to cum in me” you say with a whimper. “F-fuck baby whenever you look me like that I’ll do anything” he said while flipping your positions to you on the bed and him on top of you with a camera facing you.

He then starts to rip off each piece of clothing on your body like a madman. Leaving you in your bra and your soaked painties. He then pulled your bra down to let your tits out and let’s the camera have a look like someone was watching live, he then starts licking one of your tits teeth grazing it as he sucks “I love your tits so much” he says between your breast.

He then stops and rips your panties off of your body, “YUTA!” You say shocked, “calm down baby I’ll buy you another pair” he says with a wink. He then went back to ruining you. He went down on you with the camera in his hand, he wanted it to get a good view of your pretty cunt before he ruins you. “Who does this pussy belong to?” He says while moving his thumb up and down your slit “y-you” you say in a unsteadily breathing “who baby?” He said looking up at you, when you don’t answer he slaps your cunt asks you again “who does this pussy belong to slut?” He says with seriousness in his eyes and lust “y-you yuta!” You say eyes rolling to the back of your head. Instead of preparing you for his cock he slams his cock into knocking the wind out of you, not Long after he starts moving his hip into your hips “f-fuck so tight for me baby” he says while putting his face in your neck to leave marks on you to let people who you belong to.

You moan so loud at all your most sensitive parts being pleasured that your sure the neighbors probably heard you and thought you being murdered. Springs of curses come from under his breath “f-fuck baby it’s like your pussy was made to take my dick” he says sucking on your sensitive spot.

“F-fuck Yuta!” You moaned your 1st orgasm coming out of you. Clenching around his dick while his lower admen was covered in your juices, “s-shit baby” he says as grunts come out of his mouth, he rides you through your high and cum during that and filling you to the brim with his cum.

(I was lazy and didn’t want to right all that rn sooo I’m sorry baby😢)

He then pulls out of you his cum spilling out of your cunt. You then Relax into the bed until you feel arms wrapping around carrying you bridal style into you and yutas bathroom. Putting you into the tub and then coming and sitting down behind with his phone in his hand “wanna watch a movie baby?” He says kissing the side of your cheek (face). You then laugh and agree and watch the movie on his phone. At least you got to watch a movie it’s a win win.

THE END

Sorry if it sucked ass and took a long time

By: kpopcafeeee

Secrets | Nakamoto Yuta

Pairing: Nakamoto Yuta x Reader

Summary: Being in a long distance relationship is hard, especially when there are other temptations… 

Genre: Mafia leader!Yuta, LDR, angst, Parents AU

Word Count: 0.7k

Warnings: Sexual content, mentions of adultery 

Yuta missed you so bad. 

That was all he could think about as he strode down the plush red hotel corridor, towards his room. His muscled body, covered in inky dragon tattoos, feared by every policeman in the country… felt like a shell. 

Inside, he was just a dad. A dad whose baby daughter barely knew what he looked like.  

A woman with liquid brown eyes and a deep V-neckline stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. He recognised her from the way she’d been fluttering her eyelashes at him in the bar all night. 

“Do yakuza bosses know how to have a little fun?” she asked, spinning her gold room key on one red fingernail. 208 flashed in the low light. 

She opened his shirt pocket, dropped the key in and patted it down a little more than necessary. For a second, Yuta was distracted. His body ached with loneliness, like a red throbbing that burst into flame when she touched him. 

But then, he remembered you. 

He remembered your chuckle as his soapy hands sneaked over your chest in the shower. He remembered the sweet lavender scent of your moisturiser. He remembered the water welling up in your eyes as you squeezed his hand and said, “We’re having a baby.”

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pairing: doctor!yuta x bartender!reader

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 5.6k

synopsis: you know you can’t get involved with nakamoto yuta, but you were never really good at following the rules anyway.

author’s note: hi so this is a spinoff of and stupidly, us but it can also be read as a standalone! dedicated to the lovely j ( @lxomoons ) ♡

warning(s): there is violence/use of weapons in this so steer clear if that bothers you!

Another night, another fight. 

You’re no stranger to having to deal with drunken men brawling with each other for a reason that they themselves can’t even remember. Usually, you can settle it pretty quickly, but you seem to be out of luck today. As you try to calm down one of the men, you get an accidental (and quite nasty) right hook to the face. He hits you so hard that you crash onto the floor and directly onto shards of a broken shot glass. Luckily, your arm takes the brunt of the impact and you get away with a small gash on your forearm. 

By the time you pull yourself together, (the extremely late) security is already hauling the men away. You’re still seeing stars as you shakily stand up, feeling the stares of everyone else in the bar. You grab a roll of paper towels and tear off a sheet, dabbing at the injury on your arm. 

“You alright?” Lee Taeyong asks, suddenly materializing next to you. Taeyong is your boss and probably one of the scariest but kindest people you’ll ever meet.

“You couldn’t have sent security sooner?” you grumble, cheek still throbbing. 

“Sorry,” he says genuinely, “I was on the phone, and by the time I noticed, you were already on the ground.” 

The bar that you work at isn’t just an ordinary bar. It’s the hub for the biggest vigilante group in South Korea, NCT. Taeyong isn’t just the owner of this bar, he’s also the leader of said group. When he says that he’s “on the phone,” it usually means he’s discussing important information about NCT’s next operation. Technically, what they’re doing is good―just extremely illegal.

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I have this idea stuck in my head all day, like

Imagine you and Yuta spent your day off in an amusement park, you both tried so many games and had so much fun. 

You decided to play roller coaster first and scream like there's no life tomorrow.

Then, Yuta sheepishly asked if you could wear a matching headband with bunny ears, of course you said yes without thinking ( omg image Yuta wears a headband like that ahhhhh so cute ).

Both of you spent the next few hours discovering haunted houses ( a little boring because you meet and exorcise curses every day ), having a transport ride ( holding his hands while watching the beautiful scenery is awesome ), going on a Ferris wheel ( what is better than kissing your beloved at the top of a Ferris wheel at sunset ? ), taking thousands of photos in a photo booth ( you definitely will hang them all over your room tomorrow )

You were very tired after a long day, so Yuta insisted you rest on a bench while he went to buy some drinks and food.

And you waited there, watching people pass by, gazing at the sky painted in hues of orange and pink, replaying all the happy moments you had today again and again in your head.

Only when you realized Yuta had gone a little too long, “maybe the restaurant was too crowded ? or maybe he got lost ?” You asked yourself and started finding him.

A few minutes later, you saw him…standing with a girl, seems like she was talking about something. Well, you trust Yuta, and you know he would never betray you, never. And the way that girl trying to show her boobs is really annoying, obviously she is flirting with him.

So you walk faster to reach there as soon as possible and take him away from this mess. When they are only a few meters away, you hear the girl saying “But I don’t see your girlfriend anywhere“ with a voice that makes you cringe.

“That’s it” You feel your blood rushing to your face, “I will make her regret doing such a thing”.

Suddenly, Yuta raises his hand, showing the ring on his ring finger and starts talking nonstop

“Do you see the ring on my finger? I have worn it for years and NEVER taken it off, but it still shines brightly like the first day I wore it. Do you know why? Because it is made of our LOVE for each other. Well, if you ever meet my LOVER, you will know why I always fall in love with her over and over again. I LOVE her sparkling eyes which are always full of love and affection for me, LOVE her sweaty voice when she murmurs she loves me, LOVE the shiny smile she shows whenever she meets me. Oh and I LOVE the way she hugs me so tight, the way she holds my hand, interlocking her fingers with mine, the way she kisses me so passionately. And of course, I LOVE her for her PERSONALITY, she would NEVER tell someone to cheat on their partners. I really want you to meet her so you know how perfect a person can be, but seeing such a person like you will ruin…”

“Yuta.”

“Oh baby, what are you doing here? Ah, sorry for making you wait…”

You cut him off by giving him a peck on his lips right in front of that girl.

“Let’s go, I’m hungry” You slowly reach his hand, pulling him slightly

“Okay, honey, let’s go” he smiles gently, holding your hand tighter and you both walk away, don’t even give a glance to the girl.

“I love you, Yuta”

“I love you too, y/n”

English isn't my first language, so please be nice with grammar mistakes and odd vocabulary, you can point out my mistakes and I will fix them as soon as possible

“I choose to love you in silence… For in silence I find no rejection, I choose to love you in loneliness… For in loneliness no one owns you but me, I choose to adore you from a distance… For distance will shield me from pain, I choose to kiss you in the wind… For the wind is gentler than my lips, I choose to hold you in my dreams… For in my dreams, you have no end.” ― Rumi

No, I choose to love you in reality

I choose to tell you about my love,

I choose to say “I love you”, so at least I can have a chance to hold you, to kiss you, to feel you in reality.

Just imagine Yuta wrote a letter like this to confess to me 🥺

Ways to hug your lover

A warm hug and a goodbye kiss you both give to each other when leaving the house in the morning.

When he is sitting on the couch, reading a book you recommended or watching his favorite films on TV, you will crawl onto his lap, snuggling with him, only to meet his fond gazes and receive a gentle pat on your head.

On a relaxing Saturday night, you both lie comfortably on the bed, legs tangled together. You will talk to him about everything or nothing, just enjoy being with him. And vice versa, he will ramble about his day while playing with your hair or just hold you close to him, drowning in your essence.

When you’re sleeping, he will always try to find a way to get closer to you than he is, like tightening the hold on your waist, burying his head deeper into the crook of your neck, and never leaving your hands.

Yuta is a light sleeper, so if you wake up and go out of bed to go to the bathroom or drink water during the night, when you return, you’ll see him already awake, pouting because you’ve left him alone, and once you place yourself on the mattress, he’ll hug you incredibly tight.

When you come home exhausted from the long day, he’ll pepper your face with kisses while slowly guiding you to your shared room, where he has prepared an appetizing meal.

Or when he’s running out of energy from harsh missions, you’ll gently stroke his back back and forth and murmur sweet nothing to his ears, praising him for always trying to protect other people, giving him the comfort he deserves.

You love every chance to touch Yuta, but the hugs you give him when he leaves for abroad missions are always your distaste. The hugs that neither you nor he wants to release, you both pull your lover slightly only to strengthen the hold on each other.

And when he comes back after months, you’ll find him standing in the middle of the crowd, outstretching his arms for you to jump right into his embrace. All you can feel is his unique fragrance, his soft voice, his fast heartbeat, everything about him that you’ve dreamed of, have craved for.

About Yuta? What can make him happier than hugging his angle after months of distancing? It’s like he’s holding a piece of heaven and you’re right in his arms, he would never get enough of your tender yet firm embrace, your sweet-like honey giggles, your passionate kisses, he would never get enough of you, all of you.

On a winter day, you’ll sit restfully in his lap while he covers both of you in a warm, cozy blanket, you two spend time doing whatever you like.

Or on a peaceful morning, your room is filled with a warm, golden glow of sunlight, you cling onto Yuta and groan “Five more minutes” when he tries to wake you up. He then only sighs and lets you sleep for “five minutes” the nth time, fondly stroking your hair and pressing pecks to your forehead.

He always knows when you’re upset, frustrated, or silently crying. At that time, he’ll hold you close to his chest, kissing away your tears, giving you constant reassurance that he’ll be here with you forever, helping you overcome your sadness.

This is my daydream about some intimate moments shared with Yuta, my remedy for the tragedy from recent chapters. Yuta my beloved, you deserve all the best 😭😭😭

🥹🥹🥹 my god-

requesting a princess reader x bodyguard yuta smut pleek ><

Just A Bodyguard . . . . . . nakamotoY

GENRE: fluff and smut

WARNINGS: spanking, praising, unprotected sex, forbidden love, degrading, and crying. (licking too lol).

you tighten your grip around the towel as the prince of monaco walks you back to your hotel room. “i had fun tonight, princess y/n.”

“i did too, thank you for walking me back to my room.” your body tenses when he gently grabs the tips of your fingers and places a kiss on your back hand. “it was a pleasure having some time to ourselves— beside your bodyguard shooting daggers at me the whole time.” he awkwardly laughs.

“yuta.. yeah, he’s like that. don’t mind it though, im sure he’s just doing his job by being protective.” the prince lets go of your hand. “on the topic of him,” oh, boy. “is there something going on between the two of you?”

there it is.

“me and my bodyguard? no, he’s just a bodyguard. nothing else.” such lies you fed the prince. “anyway, thank you for tonight— the dinner, the private pool was all amazing.”

“you’re welcome, princess. i should get back to my hotel room— i’m sure you’re worn out from today.” you nod and place your hand on your door handle. “goodnight, princess.” you nod once again before slipping into your room.

you stop when seeing your body guard sitting in the singular chair placed in the corner of your hotel room. “mr nakamoto.” you greet him and look away, quickly grabbing a few clothes from your suitcase.

“just a bodyguard?” you look up with a pile of clothes to your chest. “what?” what was he going on about? “just a bodyguard— that’s all i am.” shit. he must’ve overheard you and the prince earlier.

“mr nakamoto—?” yuta stands up and slowly walks over to you. “tell me; does a bodyguard make you cum every single day and night?” you don’t answer— you don’t even breathe at this point. “does a bodyguard fuck you until you can’t walk for days?”

“does a bodyguard make you scream every night and day?” your breath hitches. “answer me, princess,” he mocks the princes nickname. “does a bodyguard do that, princess?” you shake your head.

yuta tilts your chin up. “words, princess. i want to hear you say it.” fuck, your chin wobbled in embarrassment. “n—no.” you didn’t mean to stutter but with how he was treating you at the moment— your throat resembled your knees; wobbly.

“i guess i’m not just a bodyguard, right.” your eyes twitch at the sudden arousal pooling in your bottom bathing suit. “n—no, you’re not just a bodyguard.” yuta smirks.

“take off that towel.” you remove the towel and let it drop to your feet. “how slutty of you to wear this.” he reaches forward and tugs on the waistband of your bathing suit. “what princess wears this type of bathing bikini, hm?” you ignore him instead, focusing on the strings of your bikini suit.

“get on the bed.” who’s bed? your bed? his bed? you climbed on whichever one was closest. “slowly climb on it,” he fixes his command. you stick your ass out when slowly climbing onto the high leveled bed.

yuta groans at the sight of your lush ass and dripping cunt. “fuck.” yuta groans, again. you flinch at the loud sound of his palm meeting your ass.

“stay.” you come to a halt when hearing his command. you start to look around when hearing him dig around for something in your nightstand. “yuta—?” your head jerks up when hearing a faint buzzing sound.

“we had fun with this earlier this morning and afternoon, didn’t we.” you gasp and let your upper body fall forward when feeling the buzzing connect with your clit.

your hips jerk as you muffle your whines with the fluffy blanket. “y—yuta!” you groan, shutting your eyes and grasping onto the sheets. “that’s right, scream my name.” you weren’t screaming it, more like moaning it loudly into the sheets.

“you’re so fucking wet, princess.” yuta groans, messing with your slit. “who’s it for?” that catches you off guard— what did he mean? “wh—what?” you heave, trying to best to control your breathing. “is this for me or for him?” oh, he meant your arousal.

“y—you!” you push your hips more back, attempting to slip your cunt around his fingers. “it’s always for you, yuta.” you squeal and jerk your hips forward when feeling the buzzing increase.

yuta holds your hips still as you attempt to run from the buzzing bullet. “y—yuta, please!” yuta spreads your cheeks while adding more pressure on your clit. “please what, princess.”

“please let me cum?!” yuta had a strict rule with cumming. and you love to play by it.

rule five, no cumming without permission. you must beg before doing do.

“since you’re being so good, go ahead, princess.” you let out a sigh cry out relief when pleasure wash over you. your clit numb and frustrated. “that’s it, baby.” yuta rubs your ass before giving it a firm smack.

finally, the buzzing bullet stops and a thud is heard. “i guess we used up all its juice— after all, we did use it all night yesterday.” yuta sighs and sits up. he uses his thumbs to spread your folds apart, watching as your arousal strings.

“oh my g—god!” your voice hitches as yuta brings his mouth and attaches it to your pussy. “mmmm.” yuta hums causing a strict vibration to be sent up your core. “stay still, princess.”

his nose brushes against your other entrance above your cunt making you shiver. “i— yuta, it’s too much!” your hand lands on his head. “you taste to sweet— i just can’t get enough.” he whispers before sucking on your clit.

“o—oohh, god!” your trembling, arousal covers thighs quiver as yuta continues. “stop trying to run away, princess. even if you try, you always come crawling back for more.”

your second orgasm doesn’t let you argue back. it crashes on you causing a squeal to corrupt your throat. yuta finally pulls away with your cum dripping down his chin.

“so far only two orgasms— i don’t think the person who’s just a bodyguard is satisfied with that.” you whine, remember how you told the prince of monaco about yuta just being a bodyguard.

“yuta, please,” you pause when hearing the sound of him undoing his belt and it hitting the floor with a light thud. “i’m really s—sor— fuck!” you cry out when feeling him sink in without warning.

your hands firmly grip the sheets— tugging it off the corners of the bed and rolling towards you. “yuta, please forgive me—!” the position makes the tip of his cock hit your sweet spot.

“forgive you?” yuta scoffs while pounding your hips against his. “p—please, i love you!” yuta doesn’t let those three words phase him, instead he continues pounding your hips against his. “i love you, yuta.” your eyes sting and your tears bleed into the white sheets.

“aren’t i just a bodyguard? you can’t love a bodyguard, it’s against royalty rules.” yuta grunts out, his jaw clenched in anger as he remembers how he can’t have you.

“yo—you’re my bodyguard and i love you.” his thrusts become slow, catching him off guard. he shakes it off and continues to pound your hips with his.

your back arches more as his nails dig into your skin, leaving indentation. “i—im cumming.” your throat was raw. “do it. squeeze your tight pussy around my cock, princess.”

you fall forward as yuta slams his hips once more and pushes you. you clench tightly around emptiness while feeling yutas cum drip out of you and onto the sheets.

yuta goes to the bathroom and grabs a wash cloth, he comes back and wipes your thighs clean. he washes the wash cloth and hands it til it dries.

yuta comes back to you shaking. “cold, princess?” he asks and receives no answer. “princess.” he swipes his underpants off the ground and sits next to you. “whats wrong?” he turns you to see tears dripping down your temples.

“princess.” his tone was worried as he pulled you into his arms. “why— what’s wrong?” you shake your head, pushing him off. “look at me and talk to me, princess.” you uncover your face and yuta melts.

“what’s wrong.” he repeats. “yuta, i really do love you.” your voice cracked as the lump still wouldn’t leave. “princess, our love is forbidden. we can’t love each other.”

“but, yuta, i love you. i really do.” yuta softly grins and leans forward, pressing his lips on yours. “princess,” he sighs. “i love you, too.”

“do you really?” your eyes bubble up. “yes, i’ll say it, again. i love you and only you.” the heavy ache on your chest leaves. “good because you’re stuck with me forever. i’ll fight for us.” yuta softly laughs.

you sure as hell did.

— [♡]; Nakamoto Yuta

⿴ ≡ ¡Gif isn't mine! / ¡O Gif não é meu! ⸾ ⸽ Nakamoto Yuta (Nonɪᴅᴏʟ! Yuta x Nonɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Palavras: 447 palavras Avisos: Menção de comida, (sentimento muito muito leve de angústia), leve menção de sexo.  ≡ ⿴

Ele é o amor da minha vida. Definitivamente, e sem volta. O mais engraçado é que quando percebi isso, a pequena eu dentro da minha cabeça, agarrou o refrigerante dela com o canudo e disse sarcasticamente “Uh Oh! Já somos assim? ”. Mas não consegui responder, estava muito ocupado verificando como estava meu apartamento naquele momento.

Minha sala de estar tinha muitos travesseiros, algumas almofadas estavam na mesa de centro, e eu pude ver que meu filme favorito de ‘dia horrível’ estava esperando para ser exibido. Fiquei tão chocado que mal vi quando ele veio do corredor com seu sorriso perfeito dizendo com sua voz doce "Finalmente meu bebê está em casa! Vá correndo para seu banho especial de espumas enquanto ela ainda está quente. Acabei de terminar! ” E mais uma vez, eu estava tão absorta por seu cheiro, seus braços fortes me segurando perto de seu corpo perfeito de ‘casa’, que eu pude encontrar minha típica provocação para me compensar com uma resposta.

Então eu perguntei a ele, como ele sabia, e mais uma vez ele abriu o sorriso e disse: “Você esqueceu que sou seu supernamorado? Meu bom sentido me disse esta manhã que algo estava errado. Então eu sabia que tinha que vir e salvar o seu dia!” E descobriu-se que ele estava certo. Que foi um dia horrivelmente terrível e extraordinário.

Naquela noite, enquanto assistíamos ao Dr. Frank-N-Furter cantando sobre sua máquina de sexo loiro, eu tinha seu corpo como meu travesseiro perfeito, enquanto seu coração batia em meus ouvidos, sua deliciosa comida quente recém cozida estava na minha barriga, ele foi a única coisa que consegui pensar. Como ele soube sem ouvir uma palavra vindo de mim, como ele interpretou o filme mais gay e está assistindo e curtindo cada momento dele. E de repente eu não estava mais com medo do amor. Eu senti que poderia conseguir o que quisesse, desde que ele estivesse comigo.

“Você é o amor da minha vida” sussurrei para ele, quando ele estava dormindo na cama comigo. Essa foi a primeira vez que eu disse isso, embora ele tivesse dito por muito tempo. Eu fui uma covarde, mas ele respeitou isso, ele esperou por mim, pelo meu tempo. E quando tive certeza que ele estava apenas fingindo estar dormindo, sussurrei em seus ouvidos 'Eu te amo'. Seu sorriso nunca foi tão grande, e provavelmente nunca tive uma noite tão boa como aquela. E eu sabia que nunca amaria mais do jeito que amo Nakamoto Yuta, e estava tudo bem. Mesmo que ele quebrasse meu coração mais tarde, porque ele me mostrou o que o amor deveria ser, e me ensinou que eu nunca deveria aceitar menos que isso.

— [♡]; Nakamoto Yuta

⿴ ≡ ¡Gif isn't mine! / ¡O Gif não é meu! ⸾ ⸽ Nakamoto Yuta (Nonɪᴅᴏʟ! Yuta x Nonɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Palavras: 447 palavras Avisos: Menção de comida, (sentimento muito muito leve de angústia), leve menção de sexo.  ≡ ⿴

Ele é o amor da minha vida. Definitivamente, e sem volta. O mais engraçado é que quando percebi isso, a pequena eu dentro da minha cabeça, agarrou o refrigerante dela com o canudo e disse sarcasticamente “Uh Oh! Já somos assim? ”. Mas não consegui responder, estava muito ocupado verificando como estava meu apartamento naquele momento.

Minha sala de estar tinha muitos travesseiros, algumas almofadas estavam na mesa de centro, e eu pude ver que meu filme favorito de ‘dia horrível’ estava esperando para ser exibido. Fiquei tão chocado que mal vi quando ele veio do corredor com seu sorriso perfeito dizendo com sua voz doce "Finalmente meu bebê está em casa! Vá correndo para seu banho especial de espumas enquanto ela ainda está quente. Acabei de terminar! ” E mais uma vez, eu estava tão absorta por seu cheiro, seus braços fortes me segurando perto de seu corpo perfeito de ‘casa’, que eu pude encontrar minha típica provocação para me compensar com uma resposta.

Então eu perguntei a ele, como ele sabia, e mais uma vez ele abriu o sorriso e disse: “Você esqueceu que sou seu supernamorado? Meu bom sentido me disse esta manhã que algo estava errado. Então eu sabia que tinha que vir e salvar o seu dia!” E descobriu-se que ele estava certo. Que foi um dia horrivelmente terrível e extraordinário.

Naquela noite, enquanto assistíamos ao Dr. Frank-N-Furter cantando sobre sua máquina de sexo loiro, eu tinha seu corpo como meu travesseiro perfeito, enquanto seu coração batia em meus ouvidos, sua deliciosa comida quente recém cozida estava na minha barriga, ele foi a única coisa que consegui pensar. Como ele soube sem ouvir uma palavra vindo de mim, como ele interpretou o filme mais gay e está assistindo e curtindo cada momento dele. E de repente eu não estava mais com medo do amor. Eu senti que poderia conseguir o que quisesse, desde que ele estivesse comigo.

“Você é o amor da minha vida” sussurrei para ele, quando ele estava dormindo na cama comigo. Essa foi a primeira vez que eu disse isso, embora ele tivesse dito por muito tempo. Eu fui uma covarde, mas ele respeitou isso, ele esperou por mim, pelo meu tempo. E quando tive certeza que ele estava apenas fingindo estar dormindo, sussurrei em seus ouvidos 'Eu te amo'. Seu sorriso nunca foi tão grande, e provavelmente nunca tive uma noite tão boa como aquela. E eu sabia que nunca amaria mais do jeito que amo Nakamoto Yuta, e estava tudo bem. Mesmo que ele quebrasse meu coração mais tarde, porque ele me mostrou o que o amor deveria ser, e me ensinou que eu nunca deveria aceitar menos que isso.

— [♡]; Nakamoto Yuta

⿴ ≡ ¡Gif isn't mine! / ¡O Gif não é meu! ⸾ ⸽ Nakamoto Yuta (Nonɪᴅᴏʟ! Yuta x Nonɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Palavras: 447 palavras Avisos: Menção de comida, (sentimento muito muito leve de angústia), leve menção de sexo.  ≡ ⿴

Ele é o amor da minha vida. Definitivamente, e sem volta. O mais engraçado é que quando percebi isso, a pequena eu dentro da minha cabeça, agarrou o refrigerante dela com o canudo e disse sarcasticamente “Uh Oh! Já somos assim? ”. Mas não consegui responder, estava muito ocupado verificando como estava meu apartamento naquele momento.

Minha sala de estar tinha muitos travesseiros, algumas almofadas estavam na mesa de centro, e eu pude ver que meu filme favorito de ‘dia horrível’ estava esperando para ser exibido. Fiquei tão chocado que mal vi quando ele veio do corredor com seu sorriso perfeito dizendo com sua voz doce "Finalmente meu bebê está em casa! Vá correndo para seu banho especial de espumas enquanto ela ainda está quente. Acabei de terminar! ” E mais uma vez, eu estava tão absorta por seu cheiro, seus braços fortes me segurando perto de seu corpo perfeito de ‘casa’, que eu pude encontrar minha típica provocação para me compensar com uma resposta.

Então eu perguntei a ele, como ele sabia, e mais uma vez ele abriu o sorriso e disse: “Você esqueceu que sou seu supernamorado? Meu bom sentido me disse esta manhã que algo estava errado. Então eu sabia que tinha que vir e salvar o seu dia!” E descobriu-se que ele estava certo. Que foi um dia horrivelmente terrível e extraordinário.

Naquela noite, enquanto assistíamos ao Dr. Frank-N-Furter cantando sobre sua máquina de sexo loiro, eu tinha seu corpo como meu travesseiro perfeito, enquanto seu coração batia em meus ouvidos, sua deliciosa comida quente recém cozida estava na minha barriga, ele foi a única coisa que consegui pensar. Como ele soube sem ouvir uma palavra vindo de mim, como ele interpretou o filme mais gay e está assistindo e curtindo cada momento dele. E de repente eu não estava mais com medo do amor. Eu senti que poderia conseguir o que quisesse, desde que ele estivesse comigo.

“Você é o amor da minha vida” sussurrei para ele, quando ele estava dormindo na cama comigo. Essa foi a primeira vez que eu disse isso, embora ele tivesse dito por muito tempo. Eu fui uma covarde, mas ele respeitou isso, ele esperou por mim, pelo meu tempo. E quando tive certeza que ele estava apenas fingindo estar dormindo, sussurrei em seus ouvidos 'Eu te amo'. Seu sorriso nunca foi tão grande, e provavelmente nunca tive uma noite tão boa como aquela. E eu sabia que nunca amaria mais do jeito que amo Nakamoto Yuta, e estava tudo bem. Mesmo que ele quebrasse meu coração mais tarde, porque ele me mostrou o que o amor deveria ser, e me ensinou que eu nunca deveria aceitar menos que isso.