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writingmeraki · 14 days

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the proposition of us — k.mg drabble.

❝ in which mingyu realises he hates the idea of you going out on a date with your crush more than he hates you.

( or a date with your crush, alleged crush, makes you think that perhaps you don't actually know how you feel. )

pairing : frenemy/menace! mingyu x reader, frenemies to ?? genre : fluff, a little angsty and a whole bunch of attempted humour. warnings : cussing, bickering, mingyu is down bad to the point he doesn't actually acknowledge how much he likes reader, oblivious reader.

a/n : a very very late birthday gift to my darling, I love you so much 💌 I hope u all like this randomness that sprouted while I was literally showering <3 !! i have a love hate relationship with this but! menace mingyu for the win ( although it is very less here i'll admit ) anyways let me know what you think!!

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Wonseok was good.

Great even.

The best actually.

But was he the best for you?

For a long time, that's what you'd concluded.

His looks were definitely as though Aphrodite herself crafted him and his sharp jawline, perfectly shaped nose, eyes as bright as if diamonds were specifically embedded in them.

Or maybe you were just way too infatuated with him because when you told Chaewon you finally are going on a date with him, all she did was furrow her eyebrows in what seemed like confusion and questioned,

Are you sure you like him and not someone else?

Now it was your turn to be in confusion at that time, because what on earth did she mean by someone else? Were you doing something that implied you liked someone else and not Park Wonseok, the guy who stole your heart when he saved you from falling and embarrassing yourself,exactly 6 months,10 days ago?

This same confusion stuck with you like a pestering thought, unable to be moved until you finally left the date, more at unease than at excitement.

The unease you felt made you irritated because you couldn’t quite understand what it was that was bothering you.

So in all that chaos, you stood outside the one place that would hold the answers to your confusion.

The convenience store.

The owner probably thought you had lost it or were drunk, no in between because for one you were all dressed up in your prettiest outfit, makeup done and hair one while you stood outside looking at the sign.

Who dresses up for the convenience store? A crazy person.

Are they drunk? Probably.

Luckily it was none of those.

You might rip your hair out now, because the one thing you came looking for in the grocery store was not even there.

The blueberry flavoured ice candy.

Your favourite blueberry flavoured ice candy.

You just gave up then and there, without buying anything you went outside of the store, and decided the sidewalk was the best place to sit. Ah yes, the sidewalk with the uneven edges and small stones that would dig into your butt and probably bruise it if you sat on it longer than ever.

Perfect.

Shutting your eyes, you began to think of possible reasons behind your discontent with Wonseok.

You didn’t even notice, someone followed you out of the store, with the very thing you’d been craving right in his hands.

The crinkling sound of a wrapper, made you open your eyes in both surprise and fear, and you almost would have fallen down even while sitting as you looked in front of you.

A hand, holding...the blueberry ice candy?

Your eyes immediately darted towards the owner of said hand, and you’re sure the surprise now showed on your face as it was none other than Kim Mingyu.

Kim Mingyu…how do you even introduce him in your life as a person? Did you hate him? You’d say hate is a strong word, but he was annoying you’d say that, get on your nerves more than you’d admit it.Did you find him hot? Hey now, anyone with two eyes could see he was definitely attractive.

Tall, pouty lips, pretty chocolatey eyes, even prettier smile, buff like very huge buff you were pretty sure he could punch you to another corner if he wanted to with just one hit.

You’d seen him carrying like two boxes of books once and you remembered how you almost broke your arm trying to even lift one. You also remember staring at how his veins seemed to pop out, how large his hands seem,how nice they would wrap around yo-

Okay you were getting off track now.

In a way you might say you hate him, not in the despise kind of way but because it was as though he was both everything you wanted to be and everything you wanted to have.

Both being not attainable to you apparently.

Now a big question rose up amidst the hundred others you already asked by now, what the fuck was he doing there?

“Here, maybe if you put in the effort of searching more nicely, you’d have found it.” You took the ice candy from his hand, him taking it as an invitation to sit right beside you, his other hand holding his ice cream of the night.

He looked nice…good actually. It was unfair how great he looked despite his clearly messy hair, worn out black t-shirt and oh God were those grey sweatpants? You tried not too put too much thought into it.

You frowned in annoyance once you processed his words, finding that there was surely an underlying meaning to it.

“What the fuck are you doing here Mingyu?”

“Last time I checked, the convenience store was a public facility.”

You scoffed at his sarcasm, opening up the candy and for a moment as you took in the dark blue purplish colour, you think all your worries dissolved right there.

Mingyu thinks he might have melted then and there with the way your eyes immediately sparked up as you saw your ice candy. It was cute how you found the absolute delight in the most seemingly boring things.

It was one of the things that made him just fall for you even more and more. What you didn’t know about the boy next to you was that he was gone, finished, down all just for you. It began when you went out of your way to save him from being hit by a flying football. His personal knight in shining armour.

From that moment, he figured if he wanted to be at least a part of your life, he’d somehow have to play something noticeable enough to you. So he took the bite and made himself one of your greatest frenemies. Not that you had any other so probably your only frenemy.

He hated you…or that’s what he made others think. It was working well until his feelings caught up, his true ones at least, his very real bitter feelings when he found out you went on a date with your ‘crush’.

He was having a terrible night, figured going to the convenience store would help him and there you were, the cause of all the bitterness.

“So are you following me or something? And- and how do you know I like this?”

He rolled his eyes, his turn to scoff at you,

“Not everything revolves around you.” A lie, for him, most things did. He did.

“And I just have good observation skills.” Just for you though, only you.

The sweet and tangy taste of blueberry juice lingered in your mouth as you blissfully closed your eyes, the coolness of it only adding more to your satisfaction and Mingyu wishes he brought his camera because you looked so…content. So beautiful.

“That sounds stalkerish, please you’re obsessed with me.” It was just a joke, to pull his leg, like you always did.

“What if I am?” Okay and he sounded way too serious for that.

You almost choked on the candy if it weren’t for your quick swallow reflex, eyes widened at his no hesitation reply.

“Wha-what?”

“What, what?”

“What do you mean by that?”

He blinked once, twice. And it was then he realised, what he replied, to who he replied. Your widened eyes looked at him both in curiosity and astonishment, lips purplish due to the candy that was now melting in your hand.

“Is it really you know that bad?” You raised an eyebrow in confusion. This was it, for him.

“You know, the proposition of us? Like actually us.”

You held your breath, waiting for the punchline or anything that would indicate he was joking but, if there was something you knew surely about him is that his eyes would never lie. And right now, they showed all seriousness.

“Like us- as in us being civil? Friends?” You nervously laughed, knowing you could be misinterpreting it but you want to take back your words when you see the way his expression drops and the scowl that’s on his face.

“No. I mean- I mean as more than friends. More than whatever this is. More like a couple.”

“Min-mingyu are you- are you suggesting we date?”

You didn’t exactly know what else to respond other than the obvious,

“Yes! Yes exactly, finally. I- yes a date. A date is all I ask for.”

Now you think, you have more questions than ever because why exactly did the idea of going on a date with Mingyu, excite you more than your actual date that you just had?

“When did you even like me? I- what? This is so confusing, I thought I annoyed you?”

“Well you did, you still do but it’s just- I thought it was the only way to be apart of your life and now that I think of it, it sounds stupid but I just-You know what I'll explain it to you on that date so uh what-what do you say?”

In that moment, he looked at you like a puppy pleading to his owner for a treat, his suspicious eyes looking way too innocent but they indeed made their way right to your heart.

“Okay, okay fine! I’ll go out with you. One date.”

That stopped his brief mental spiraling immediately, in a bit of shock as he looked at you in disbelief for agreeing. For actually agreeing because he did prepare himself for the worst scenario. Which was you probably humiliating him then and there.

His disbelief quickly turned to content and that, that sickly adorable giddy smile of his made its way onto his face, canines peaking out. It seemed the bitterness he’d been harbouring went away.

“But what about your date tonight?”

You didn’t ask how he knew, but rather answered his question and your own dilemma,

“I don’t think I actually liked him. Probably just that I was grateful he saved me that time, and I mistook it for something else, I guess.”

“And you’re sure you want to go out with me because it’s not just… I don’t know out of something else too?”

“Don’t worry about that Mingyu, you aren’t that special.”

You joked and the way his smile dropped made you giggle even more.

“Fine then, I’ll show you just how special I can be. How does Saturday, 7pm, near that downtown record store sound as a meet up place?”

“Alright then. Saturday it is.”

You didn’t think you’d ever reach a point where Kim Mingyu was something or someone attainable in your radar but there you were, not just with him but a whole date with him.

Perhaps, this time you were indeed wrong about some things in life remaining as just unrealistic wishes because this was in a way your daydream come true. What a bizzare night.

And oh, your hands were now also blueberry flavored and bonus! disgustingly sticky too!

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kimsohn · 4 months

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where the boyz would let you tie a coquette bow 🎀

🎀 sangyeon... definitely his bicep. and he'd flex his bicep and it would break like this video bc he's crazy like that

🎀 jacob... hear me out. his hair. like this video kinda. he'd see it as u dolling him up or smth like that and his fluffy hair is the perfect place for some cute bows

🎀 younghoon... around his hand like this. nice and simple. you tell him he can take it off but he keeps it on cause it's cute. stares down at it while he drives and it reminds him of you 💘

🎀 hyunjae... i might be called crazy for this but i have a vision okay. covering his mouth like this. he prob saw that video and wanted to try it out 😭 he'd try not to laugh and talk but he secretly loves it.

🎀 juyeon... just a big ribbon around his hands and waist like this video. i feel like he wouldn't even understand the trend but he'd stand there all goofy-smiled bc he loves you

🎀 kevin... around his neck like a bow tie (this). he'd wear it out proudly too i think he ends up liking the trend more than you do

🎀 chanhee... he tells you to put it on his middle finger and you don't understand why until he pulls out this 😞

🎀 changmin... ON HIS GLASSES LIKE THIS. this video is so changmin coded too he'd be leaning into you and laughing like it's funny for him

🎀 haknyeon... also on his head but like. circling it. like this. idk his head shape combined with the fact that he is 🍊 personified would make a bow around his head look so cute. he'd feel cute too.

🎀 sunwoo... ok first of all this man would come to YOU to do the trend. also he'd let you tie him up fully i am not even joking like this video!!

🎀 eric... this man is cheesy so he'd ask you to tie it on his ring finger. and you'd be like ?? and he'd say it's a placeholder for a future ring or smth corny 😭 i don't have video evidence but just trust me

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lheewonz · 8 months

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[15:41] 희승 ✧ l.hs

wc :: 0.4k, fluff, gn!reader, non idol!heeseung, not proofread // a/n :: i'm tired n hungry... talk to ur partner abt ur marriage proposal first

taglist :: @kflixnet @jiminzfav-furry @gunilsfurry

“I want to marry you.”

Heeseung looks back at you incredulously, looking way too ridiculously cute with the way he was bundled up in a thick jacket. “Really? Like we’re feeding ducks right now and this is what you’re thinking about?”

“Yea. You look cute.” You shrug shoving your cold hands into your pockets, walking closer to him.

He turns his back to you, returning to his task of diligently feeding the ducks the seedless grapes you’d bought for this occasion. “You sound lovesick, don’t look at me.”

“You’d make a great house husband.” You wrap your arms around his back, sticking your hands under his jacket to warm them up (and maybe to cop a feel but that wasn’t important).

Heeseung scoffs at you. “I’d be a terrible house husband. We’d eat ramyeon for dinner every night.”

“Sounds like a dream.”

“So what? Are you proposing right now?”

“I mean… I could?” You reach a hand into your pocket wrapping around the box you’d been carrying around, and Heeseung's jaw drops when you start to pull it out.

“Oh my god. Put that away. Stop!”

You raise your eyebrow at him, ignoring the way your heart skips a beat when he laughs at your silly face. “What you tryna say?”

“This isn’t romantic at all.”

“So you want me to-“ He cuts you off.

“No. I’m proposing to you. I have a whole plan.”

“Oh, do you now?”

“Yep. I have a date, time, and location all picked out.”

You nod to yourself, processing what he’s said. “Okay, let me know when you’re planning to do it so I can do it too.”

“No, it’s supposed to be a surprise.”

“So you want me to carry this ring around until you do it?”

“…” Heeseung pulls away from you to turn around and give you a proper deadpan look. “Are you telling me you were seriously going to propose to me while we were feeding ducks?”

“You like ducks.”

“Well… Yea.”

You shrug. “I don’t see what the problem is.”

“I jus- Oh my god.” Heeseung sighs before he smiles at you. “Baby, you don’t even like ducks.”

“Yeah, but I love you.”

“I love you too. Do you want to leave now?”

“Yes please.” As the two of you walk back to the car, Heeseung tosses the rest of the grapes at the ducks before taking your hand. “Sunghoon said I should take more initiative in our relationship.”

“Since when do you take advice from Sunghoon?”

“Hm. Yeah, I should’ve stopped listening after he told me to take you to a duck pond.”

“I had fun though. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

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thatsbutterbaby · 1 year

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Hällfors-Sipilä Greta, Charlestonia ja bluesia käytännössä, 1927. x

#Hällfors-Sipilä Greta #Charlestonia ja bluesia käytännössä

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bluesia · 8 months

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ NOWADAYS , WE LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE ...

welcome to the BLUESIA HOUSE, a network that helps writers and illustrators share their masterpieces with others residing in the (frequently chaotic) world known as tumblr. if you're seeking a safe place where you can show your admiration for your idols through writing fanfics and/or creating gifs, you have definitely stumbled upon one of those places.

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deoboyznet · 11 months

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𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐒

aka network members, admins, & affiliates! you can apply to become a member here, and networks can contact @sungbeam about affiliations!

members (alphabetical, by user)

★ indicates admin status

@astrae4 — gill, she/her

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lost-leopard-beanie · 8 months

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⋆ next. celebrity

⋆ listening. paris , taylor swift

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quaissants · 1 year

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❝ AND THE TRUTH IS I DIDN’T REALLY MATTER ˒ 𝐢. general tidbits

NEW YEAR & THEME = OLD POTATO! hi, my name’s mona, but you may know me as the ultimate procrastinator, crybaby gemini, angst queen, 1/2 of deobi’s gremlins.. wow those are a lot of titles- i’m an 04 liner whose pronouns are she / her, and i’m (weirdly enough.. maybe the site glitched when i took the test) an infp with nothing but said test results to back this theory up!

come to think of it, you may have found me through my other sideblogs like appleofthemoon (yandere + dark content) cupofikeu (filo au content) soleurs (all of us are dead + one piece) wencore (reading recs) atolua (ateez addition) en-lista (enhypen addition) panoralis + labitule (oc girl groups) .. yes, there are a couple more but they’re my secret treasures ~ unless you’re matty who i cannot keep a secret from after 3-5 business days..

oh! yes, i do write for plenty of kpop male idols, but my mains are enhypen and the boyz (’though do feel free to check out my misc. masterlist!) my dream? to be in love earn money, lots and lots of it! and i believe in one thing only: i’m not totally useless, for my purpose is to be used as a bad example ♡

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writing is a hobby, not a job. the official translation is that you’re not allowed to harass me with asks of when am i going to post again. actually, it’s an unspoken law that every creator, human or alien, should not receive that treatment

this blog is dedicated to sfw works for the artists listed below. no buts, no coconuts.

i try my best to write each fic with a gender neutral reader in mind but sometimes i may not be able to do that, so please note the details on the fic before continuing

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GENERATION. i am a member of @hiraya-m @k-labels @enhanet @deoboyznet & owner of @bluesia

DRAMA. karma enhypen .. babydoll the boyz .. venus pretty humans .. om nom asks .. attention please! mona talks to herself .. rose our glasses milestones .. louvre girl lovely mutuals .. mona mania tag games .. navillera aesthetics

LOVEMAIL. ..i have no anons so-

#heart.⠀⠀⠀⠀see me through his point of view

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kivikunnas · 12 days

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Juice Leskinen Bluesia Pieksämäen asemalla

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celesteves · 8 months

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this network will be shut down! please check out @bluesia if you’d (still) like to be a member of a safe space

tagging @linonyang @najaemism @njmverse @seo––changbin @floraljae in case you didn’t see the announcement on the disc server!

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najaemism · 7 months

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we never go out of style!

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

CATEGORY. short smau, fluff, crack, humor, celebrity!au, athlete!haechan, singer!reader, strangers to lovers-ish

WARNINGS. language, hyuck being downbad

SYNOPSIS. what happens when one of the famous professional volleyball players of the country publicly shoots his shot at a global popstar? well, she shows up to his game with his mother, of course! [or alternatively: the whole world watches as a popstar and an athlete fall in love.]

STATUS. on going!

NOTE. this is based on the recent… taylor news… hehe 🤭 i know very little about volleyball (everything i know i got from haikyuu tbh) so im sorry in advance 😭 this will just be short, probably around 3-5 parts only! ignore timestamps!

— playlist!

PARTS!

min’s circle | hyuck’s circle

01 : just give him a chance!

02 : meanwhile

03 : quietly hanging out

04 : used to this

05 : ???

TAGLIST. closed.

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writingmeraki · 1 year

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i'll be your quiet afternoon crush ;

( pri ! 18+ ! any prns ! )

be your violent overnight rush ;

make you crazy over my touch ;

but it's just a supercut of us.

⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃🎐 ⋆ CURRENT STATUS : semi active ! (wips )

⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃🦢 ⋆ NETWORKS : @k-films ; @bluesia ; @k-labels

⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃💌 ⋆ DISCLAIMER : please don't hesitate to reach out to be moots or simply even be friends and talk ^^ I love talking to new people abt anything and everything :)

#೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 𝗢𝟭 ⠀ᰋ 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ; 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲 // introduction.

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kimsohn · 4 months

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insignificance

pairing . eric x gn! reader about . 2k words, fluff (suggestive) warnings . 16+ cause there is heavy making out at the end, drinking wine, mentions of murder but it's all jokes!!

synopsis . it takes one dinner and a late-night drive for you to fall in love with your fiancé all over again. note . the inspo for this fic was @sohnric's plot twist make-out scene (and this pic) i hope i did it justice 💗 i wrote this on a whim and am posting this at 1am so please excuse me for this monstrosity 😭 tysm @juyeonszn and @mars101 for cheering me on YUPP tagging . @stealanity @invuwrld @gfksn (+ bar)

The background noise of the waiters shuffling around fades away as your two glasses clink together. Vivaldi’s Spring is playing in the background, a piece you’ve only heard once in a blue moon at an orchestra concert. Eric seems to have experienced differently, though, judging by the taps of his dress-shoe-covered foot beneath the table and the twinkle in his eyes.

“Cheers,” you whisper, giddy with excitement.

“Cheers, baby,” Eric whispers back, the corners of his mouth lifting in a grin.

The wine in your glass swishes as you take a tentative sip. It’s sweet and fruity, and you’ve already forgotten the name Eric rattled off to the waiter as if expensive drinks were second nature to him. They probably were second nature to the Sohn family, considering the elegance of this fancy restaurant, the outfit he bought that now adorns you, and the sparkling ring that sits on your finger.

You set the glass down next to you, already a little overwhelmed with the elegance of this atmosphere. You knew you married rich, but it never particularly occurred to you just how rich your fiancé is. In fact, you feel a little out of place sitting in a chair that costs half of your monthly paycheck and staring at a menu that you once never would’ve been able to. Despite already being engaged to the love of your life, you’re not sure you’ll ever find a way to fit into the intricate setting that the Sohns have grown up in.

“What’s wrong?” Eric asks, seeing the glimmer in your eyes dissipate with your overthinking.

He reaches across the table to take your hands in his, running his thumb over your ring. He traces the lines of it, following the swirl pattern as if he were seeing it for the first time. As if he didn’t spend hours agonizing over what design to gift you, so sure that you would reject him if it wasn’t up to your liking.

(You would’ve said yes even if he proposed to you with a lollipop.)

“I feel like I don’t belong here,” you admit, your head hanging low as the embarrassment clouds your features.

He intertwines his fingers with yours, lacing them tightly. Eric is all too knowing of the nagging thoughts in your brain, telling you you’re undeserving of the man in front of you and the wealth that comes along with it. However, you’ve hit the jackpot in the fact that Eric is always ready to argue back with the devil on your shoulder, even if it’s three in the morning and you’re delirious from sleep or if you’re a little bit too tipsy and crying in his lap. Eric, for lack of better words, is always there for you. Even now, as he holds your hands and stares into your eyes as if you’re the only person in the universe, he is here for you.

“I’m going to eat that little voice in your head so it goes away,” he responds a moment later with finality, extremely serious.

The statement is so absurd and unexpected that it has you giggling, and you grip Eric’s fingers tighter as you lean forward and can’t find it in you to stop. All your previous tension disappears when you look into Eric’s eyes, filled with mirth and kindness.

“You’re crazy,” you voice through laughter, reaching for the wine glass to calm your jumbling nerves.

Eric just shakes his head, unable to hold back a smile that reflects your current predicament.

“Crazy for you, babe. Now stop worrying your pretty little head and enjoy your food, okay?”

And enjoy the food you do. The three-course meal followed by dessert has you clutching your stomach after, full and bloated from the amount of delicious food you’ve consumed. You can’t even bring yourself to take a couple more bites of the black forest delicacy that sits on your plate, but luckily, you have the universe to thank for the takeout box that now rests in Eric’s left hand.

His other hand holds the car keys, and as he clicks the unlock button, the Orange Corvette lights up from across the parking garage. Its bright color is exactly reminiscent of the man standing next to you, exuberant and dashing. You felt like a little kid the first time he picked you up in his car, extremely impressed with the interior neon lights he showed off to you in the earlier stages of your relationship. Now, as his fiancé, the car is something comfortable to you, having seen it too many times to count by this point.

He helps you into the front seat before getting in beside you, one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting on the back of your headrest as he backs the car out. You’ll never admit this to him, but the view of him looking back and inching the car out is devilishly handsome to you, and you have to fight the warmth that rises to your cheeks.

Once he repositions the vehicle and drives forward, the hand that’s behind you now moves to your thigh. The shiny watch on his wrist glints in the moonlight, and he absentmindedly draws circles on your clothed skin to the beat of the song. It doesn’t help that it’s an R&B track, so every movement of his finger is slow and torturous, and every trace ignites fire against the cloth.

“Eric,” you start, watching as he pulls to a stop before the red light.

“Hm?” he responds, turning his head to face you.

You notice that he’s wearing a singular stud earring on his right ear. You can only pray that you’ll find some strength to survive the rest of this car ride because as soon as it’s over, you won’t let him see the light of day.

“How much longer?” you ask tentatively, like a little kid squirming in their seat.

He rolls his eyes, turning back to focus on the road. It doesn’t help though, because his side profile is just as alluring as his front.

“Couple more minutes, baby.”

True to his word, he exits the main road a few minutes later, driving up a dirt path unfamiliar to you. The road is slightly bumpy, and you’re a little tipsy from the wine so you shift around quite frequently, but Eric’s unwavering, strong grip on your thigh keeps you grounded. The more you stare at his hand, the more sexy you find his hand pressed against the silk you’re wearing.

You’re reconsidering your decision to spend the rest of your life with this ridiculously hot man when he pulls into a forest clearing.

“Are you going to murder me, Eric Sohn?” you tease as he parks the car, swiftly maneuvering the wheel.

You move to step out once he’s done, but he’s faster than you, and he opens the car door before you can even reach for the handle.

“If I wanted to murder you,” he says, holding your arm as you step out, “I would’ve already done so, my love.”

It’s your turn to roll your eyes, but you have little to be annoyed about as you survey your surroundings. The dark forest around you is a contrast to the vividness of the car, but nothing seems brighter than Eric’s smile at the moment and the twinkling stars around you.

Eric leads you to a clearing, his hand pressed against the small of your back. You peer over, fascinated at the realization that you can see the whole city from here. The twinkling lights of the bustling city below you are something of a dream, and as you look towards Eric, you can see the stars reflected in his eyes.

Minutes like these, where you’re not surrounded by extravagance, are when you truly feel your connection with Eric. Raw, unearthed, and simply pure, you feel like you’re stripped of all labels. You both are just insignificant specks in the universe, and he is truly just some guy to you in this moment, but you know wholeheartedly that this very guy is the one you truly love. You would never have it any other way.

The grin on Eric’s face is infectious as you face him with one of your own. You wrap your hands around the back of his neck, clasping them together as his arms find their way around your waist.

“Found this place the other day,” he explains as if he could hear your thoughts, “I kinda regret not proposing to you here.”

“Don’t lie,” you mutter, knowing that he definitely does not regret whisking you away to his private condo in the mountains just to put a ring on your finger.

He laughs, pressing his forehead against yours. The cicadas chirp around you, and all is silent when he calms down except for your two breaths in unison. His gaze circulates from your eyes to your lips and then back to your eyes, and whatever triangle method he’s using is working because one second later, you lean in to press a sweet kiss to his lips.

He tastes like strawberries, and you smile against his lips remembering that you’d gifted him strawberry lip balm two days ago. Your man, your sexy, diligent man, following your orders to take care of his lips stirs butterflies in your stomach. The fact that you hold some kind of power over the Sohn family’s heir makes you feel a little dizzy, but your only response is to pull Eric closer and kiss him harder.

The sweetness of both the strawberry scent and the kiss fade as he presses back with just as fervor, adjusting his arms around you to pull you in tighter. The space between you feels unbearable, and despite the proximity between you two, the gap is still too big for your liking. You need him viscerally, every part of him on you as if the very concept of distance is poisonous and Eric is your antidote.

“Baby,” he whispers, pulling back with shallow breaths, “the car.”

You end up in the front seat of his car, the seat tilted backward and you in Eric’s lap. One of his knees holds you in place against your back, and his hands rest on your waist. The position is far too intimate that anyone walking by will know exactly what’s going on. Your kisses have turned heady, mirroring the darkness in his eyes and the way you clutch onto the front of his black shirt. You work on unbuttoning his shirt, but Eric distracts you with his tongue swiping across your lips and the way he softly bites when you protest. By some miracle, you finish moments later, and you run your hands down his skin. He shivers, and everything feels like pure electricity between you two the way his fingers press into your sides tighter.

(It will bruise tomorrow, but you don’t care. You’ll simply shrug on a shirt and try to fight a blush as Eric stares at you from the bed shirtless, a knowing grin on his face.)

His kisses trail down your lips, your cheeks, and your neck, finally finding a home in your collarbone, biting and sucking as if it was his favorite pastime. It probably is, with the way he kisses down your shoulder and tugs the strap of clothing down.

Your fingers trace his collarbone, and you hold his head in your hands as he looks up at you. He’s needy and restless, but he’ll always listen to you when you have something to say.

You may be an insignificant speck in the world, but in Eric’s eyes, you’re the whole universe.

“I love you,” you whisper.

It’s all you have to say before he flips you around, pressing you into the dip of the seat as he slides your clothing down. The air conditioning of the car and the ambient music bring goosebumps to your now exposed skin, but Eric makes everything disappear by resuming his previous ministrations.

He looks into your eyes before pressing a kiss right above your heart. It beats against your chest, heavy, and Eric knows it’s only for him. It will always be only for him.

“I love you too,” he whispers back, smiling against your skin.

“Forever and always.”

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[00:31] 재윤 ✧ s.jy

wc :: 0.5k, fluff, gn!reader, non idol!jake, not proofread // a/n :: i wanna play w jakes hair

taglist :: @kflixnet @jiminzfav-furry @gunilsfurry

It’s close to midnight in your small apartment, just big enough for two people to cohabitate. If they shared a bedroom, which luckily you do with your incredible boyfriend.

You should be sleeping.

You should be sleeping just like the handsome boy next to you is, and you want to be, but for no reason in particular… You can’t.

So you’re forced to be awake, staring at the window where the moonlight shines through, illuminating Jake’s face, and his really fluffy-looking hair.

You wanted to touch it.

So you did because who was going to stop you? Certainly not the unaware sleeping beauty beside you.

Your fingers graze along his forehead lightly and he stirs a little, but you continue, dragging your hand through his hair, letting the tips of your nails scrape along his scalp. Jake tenses a bit in his sleep before he sighs and practically melts into the bed when you scratch along just the right area. Almost like a puppy, you can feel your heart swelling with adoration.

Soon enough you have both your hands entangled in Jake’s soft hair, the repetitive action almost putting you to sleep, and leading Jake into a deeper sleep until you go to remove your hands from his head and find his delicate hair strands have decided to suffocate your fingers.

You try to carefully remove, and maneuver your hands without waking your boyfriend, but it would seem luck wasn’t really on your side tonight when Jake awakens with a grunt at an accidental tug.

You freeze and try to pretend you hadn’t done a thing, despite the fact that well… Jake’s head is attached to him and he can clearly feel your hands on it.

“Baby?” Okay. You did feel bad about waking him up, but the way his sleepy voice sounded almost made you want to do it again on purpose the next night. “Wha’s goin’ on?” The slurred speech, the gravelly voice, honestly you should have him talk you to sleep one night.

“Was playing with your hair.” You whisper, giving an experimental tug, but stopping when Jake winces slightly. “I got stuck.”

Jake offers no actual response, just a quiet hum of understanding, before reaching up to detangle your hands. He makes quick work of it, detangling his hair with ease. He doesn’t let go of your hands though, instead, he envelopes both your hands with his much bigger hands, pulling you into his chest.

“Cuddle?”

You nod, snuggling up into his chest. Now is your moment, it is finally time to sleep, except you can’t help but feel like you’ve forgotten something.

Jake presses a kiss to your forehead, and then properly settles down on his side, closing his eyes and- Oh. “Wait.”

He cracks an eye open to look at you. “Hm?”

You lean up to press a short, sweet kiss to his soft lips. When you pull away, you can see Jake’s sleepy smile and you can’t resist giving him another, slightly longer kiss. This time when you pull away you feel satisfied and settle down in his arms again.

“Good night, baby.”

“Good night, Jakey.”

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