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tarosunshine · 2 months

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ʚ LOVE ALARM

genre fluff 𖹭 warnings i changed some things about how works that app — pairing OT7 x fem reader

— When the love alarm rings.

─── SHOTARO 𓂂 ׄ

You were outside the school. Everyone had already left, but you had returned for your cellphone. You walked through the hallways, and once outside, you looked at the screen of the device, staring at that silly app everyone had. You were convinced that it wasn't for you, at least not for now.

A few meters away, you saw Shotaro, your classmate, with whom you got along quite well and who occasionally accompanied you home. He looked up from his phone and met your gaze as he smiled at you. You got closer, and Shotaro looked down at his cell phone in bewilderment. Your phone vibrated and rang in your pocket, so you pulled it out as you got closer to him. The screen had a pink heart and said: Someone within a 5m radius loves you.

You looked at the phone in confusion and then looked at Shotaro, who was just looking back at you with his face all red and surprised. “Hey Y/n.”

─── EUNSEOK 𓂂 ׄ

This boy is your classmate and he is also the boy you like. But it wasn't something you want him, or anyone else, to know. You knew that he was just another boy that you liked, that it was something unrequited, and that's how he was going to stay.

You didn't worry about the Love Alarm, because you knew he didn't have it. You had heard him talk about it in the class with his friends. It wasn't something of his interest. You did have it because, of course, you had fallen on that.

It was the break between subjects, and you had nothing to do, so you dedicated yourself to talking and hanging out with your friends. Time passed, and there were only a few minutes left, so they quickly went to the bathroom, and you stayed there. A few seconds later, Eunseok entered, looking at his phone. You looked out the window until a loud sound surprised you both. So you looked at where the noise was coming from, and it was from the device in his hand. Eunseok's eyes met yours, and you saw him smiling. It can't be.

Luckily –or unluckily– you two were the only ones there. He's not supposed to have that damn app. “So, according to this… you have feelings for me?”

─── SUNGCHAN 𓂂 ׄ

Your best friend spent every day at your house. It was practically his house, too, but he didn't show up there a week ago, so you wouldn't have those sleepovers that you always had. You thought he was avoiding you.

The next day, in the afternoon, he sent you a message letting you know that he would be coming at night. It was something that completely improved your mood. And at eight pm, he was outside the door, so you walked over and opened it. There he was, with his big smile and his backpack on his shoulder. “Hey princess.” He greeted you as he ruffled your hair. You chuckle, and the two of you entered the apartment.

He put his backpack on the floor and settled on the couch, turning on his phone. So while he made himself comfortable, you went to get your own phone from your room. You unlocked it, looked at your screen, and headed towards Sungchan. Then the sound of the application that you had installed a few days ago rang through the place. So suddenly?.

When you returned to the living room, Sungchan looked at you with his mouth barely open and his surprised eyes. “Since when have you had that app?. I thought you weren't interested in that.” He mumbled as you approached him with the screen on. You looked at him, trying to understand the whole situation. So this is why he was avoiding you?. “I had to try it at some point.” You responded, laughing a little nervous. He looked at you, licked his lips, and seemed to take a breath before speaking. “I like you.” You barely understood what he said because he said it so fast.

As you sat next to him, you looked at his eyes carefully. “Sungchan…” You wanted to speak, but he cleared his throat. “I like you, and I realized it recently, all right?. So I didn't want to confront you because I didn't want to accept these feelings because don't want to ruin the friendship that we have. I'm sorry.” He looked at his own hands, trying his best to smile. You placed your hand over his. “Sung, you don't ruin anything. Although you took me by surprise, maybe we should try, I don't know... slowly.” He instantly looked into your eyes with surprise. “Are you sure? I don't want to pressure you or anything. You don’t have to reciprocate me if you don’t want to, i mean–” “Sung, if I didn't want to, you know I wouldn't tell you this.” He smiled at you, and his arms wrapped you in a hug full of love, as always.

“I can't believe that app actually works.” You spoke in his arms. “And I can't believe I forgot to delete it.” He shook his head.

─── WONBIN 𓂂 ׄ

Wonbin is a boy in your group of friends who avoided you at all costs. But you didn't understand why, you thought maybe he didn't like you. If you tried to get close to him, he would run away as if you were the devil himself. You had never seen him very close. He always takes some distance. And you never saw him smile at you too because the only face he showed you was a serious one.

Today, you were all at Shotaro's house, enjoying a Saturday afternoon. It was a little hot, so Anton proposed the idea of buying ice cream. And they all managed to leave you two completely alone. So you just sat on the couch, and Wonbin was a few meters away in the kitchen. This was your chance to confront him and ask him if he had a problem with you. So you stood up and went determinedly towards him. But he raised his head as soon as he heard a noise and became alert, jumping up and going somewhere in the house. “Wonbin, I want to talk to you.” You saw his back disappear into a hallway. Why was this house so big?. “Wonbin!” The hallway was empty, so you went forward and turned, returning to the kitchen. Wonbin kept moving forward, avoiding you. You saw him turn in the same place and went after him again. Was he serious?. “We have nothing to talk about.” You listened as you tried to reach him. If anyone saw you two, they would think that you're crazy or something. “I just want to know why you always avoid me... like now.” You quickened your steps, and your heartbeat raced. “I don't know what you mean.” He denied it with a sily laugh. The two of you reached the kitchen and finally looked each other in the eyes. His face was somewhere between serious and scared. So you took advantage of the fact that he was still and you reached his side in a second. The Love Alarm app started ringing in your pants pocket, so you pulled it out and heard his defeated sigh from him, so you looked at him, and then you understood.

His gaze was on the floor, and he had his arms crossed. “This is why you were avoiding me?” You laughed, grabbing his shoulders. He looked at you bewildered. “Don't make fun of me.” He complained, looking into your eyes. “Wonbin, your phone is ringing too.” Of course he hadn't realized. He was too busy dying of embarrassment. You continued to laugh while clutching your stomach. He smiled as he looked at his phone and then at you.

─── SEUNGHAN 𓂂 ׄ

Your situation was not the best. You were in a pretty strange relationship with Seunghan. You weren't friends, but you also weren't a couple either. He is jealous of you, you spent time together, you went out dates, he went to your house and you went to his, but you weren't a couple. And there seemed to be no signs that you two were going to talk about it.

It was six in the afternoon on a Sunday, and you were walking through the park. The sun was setting, and there weren't so many people. “So you do have that app.” You looked at the boy next to you, who was confused. He nodded and showed you his screen. You installed the app in front of his curious gaze, and after a few minutes, both phones started ringing. You looked at him with a raised eyebrow, and he laughed.

“What did you want to check, hm?” He hugged you, holding your arms, slowing down the pace of both. You looked at him. “If this feeling is really reciprocal.” You spoke close to his face, trying to get out of his arms. He didn't allow it. “Babe, we are already dating, you remember?” He told you, leaving you baffled. You frozed, frowned. “Don't you remember that four days ago I asked you to be my girlfriend and you said yes?” He now spoke with bewilderment. “Seunghan, are you talking about four days ago when we were both drunk?” You asked quietly. He nodded. “How are you going to propose to me when we were like that? I forgot, Seung.” You denied looking at him, smiling. He let go of you and rested his hand on your cheek. “I know the way I told you wasn't the best, and I'm sorry. I'm an idiot, but I want you to know that I like you, and I will ask you to be your boyfriend as many times as necessary. “He caressed your face gently and looked into your eyes. You gulped. “So would you like to be my girlfriend?” He asked, nervous. You giggled and cradled his face. “Yes Hong Seunghan, of course I want to be your girlfriend.” He looked at you with so much love that you felt like you could faint. He sighed and quickly kissed your lips and then hugged you, so happy.

─── SOHEE 𓂂 ׄ

A month ago, you had heard and seen how your Love Alarm sounded because of Sohee. It was something that had surprised you a little, but it wasn't something reciprocal, or well, not entirely because you weren't sure what you were feeling and because his Love Alarm ring when he was with you. So you two had been avoiding each other since then. You didn't want that, of course not. Sohee was someone very important in your life but the situation was a bit complicated and strange.

You saw him in the university hallways, and unconsciously, your gaze always found him. This situation and feeling were torturing you, and you knew that he wasn't having a good time either, so today, after school, you had decided to face the situation.

On the way out, you could see Sohee saying goodbye to his friends and going the other way, so you walked towards him and called him, but apparently he didn't hear you. Of course, the headphones. “Lee Sohee!” You called him again. You didn't want to get closer, not yet.

Seconds later, the boy turned around, taking off his headphones. “Y/n, what's going on?” He looked at you confused without moving from his spot. You sighed, trying to gather courage. “We need to talk, Sohee.” You told him as you approached him. His look was somewhat doubtful. He was biting the inside of his cheek and holding his phone with the cables hanging down. The noise of this caught his attention, and he looked at it; a heart and the number 1 were shining. And once you were in front of him, you looked at him with a smile. “I realized it a little late, I'm sorry.” You confessed, feeling the ringtone of your cell phone.

Now, what shone was his smile, and you felt his weight on your body and his hands around your shoulders.

─── ANTON 𓂂 ׄ

“C'mon on, Anton, install the app.” Sungchan challenged him, giggling. The boy denied smiling. “And what about you, y/n? You didn't have it, right?” Now Seunghan asked you, and everyone looked at you. You shook your head with your cell phone in hand. All of you were in a specific place in the park, where you always went. Sitting on the grass hanging out.

“So boring.” Sohee complained as he denied. “I will do it if those who don't have it, they download it.” You spoke looking at your friends. “That's fine with me because the only ones who don't have it are you two.” This time, it was Shotaro who spoke while he laughed, and everyone nodded in complicity.

You looked at the tall boy next to you who was sitting with legs crosed, and he looked back at you, somewhat dubiously. “Fine.” He murmured, taking his cell phone out of his pocket. You imitated his action with a smile. You were sure it wouldn't ring. “Wait!” Wonbin exclaimed, and all frozed to look at him. “We have to get away.” He looked at the rest of the guys, and they immediately ran a few meters away from you two. The park was big so they had all the space in the world. You looked at them with a frown. “Just do it!” Wonbin shouted elatedly.

You looked back at your screen and waited, as did the red-haired boy next to you, who was quite nervous. The silence was resounding. Everyone wanted to listen. “Look, It's done.” You showed your screen to Anton, and he showed you his, that was still loading. You nodded and looked at your hands. You didn't want to look at Anton or the boys.

A few minutes later, both phones began to ring, and the hearts showed on the screens. The two of you looked at each other with surprise, and the screams of the boys in the distance reached you both. “I can't believe it.” He denied, hiding his face in his arms. You know your ears were red, and you looked at your cell phones that were next to each other. “Anton–” “Yes… I like you.” He peered through his arms, and the words didn't come out of your mouth. A few seconds later, you felt the weight of one of the boys' arms and how they all began to make noise, celebrating and bothering you two.

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atinysunbaby · 3 months

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Smut peek → Special love day

Warnings : Smut, oral (reader receiving), dry humping, slight public sex, overstimulation, cursing.

Words : 1.8k

Note : This is one of the two smut parts. I wanted to give you a little something today, so here it is :))

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Moving in unison, drawn together by an irresistible force, you bridge the gap between you with an insatiable hunger for closeness. And when San, with a hint of uncertainty, questions once more about your enjoyment of the dance dedicated in your honor, you answer not with words, but with a heartfelt kiss, a silent affirmation of the heat coursing between you.

Your lips firmly latch onto his, sucking at his plump, wet bottom lip before the urge to bite the skin overcomes you, the action causing San to gasp needily. He leans down further to reach your height, only so you can easily get a good grip at his silky black hair and tug as you please, moaning in your open mouth desperately as you chuckle against his lips in return. "Mhmm Y/N~"

Your other hand comes up sneakily, nails scratching along the soft skin of his veiny and muscular arm. Goosebumps rise over the bare surface, aware of your intentions, but still closing his eyes in pleasure when your fingers wrap around his neck and squeezes, cutting his aware deliciously. His knees buckle uncontrollably, your touch weakening him more with each passing second. "Touch me, Sanie please."

He obeys, shaky hands settling on your hips with a newfound dominant grip. He licks your lips through the kiss, forcing your mouth open and thrusting his smooth tongue into you without warning. You both pant, breathless, and San diverts his lips to your jaw, giving you the opportunity to breathe in properly before he can go back to tasting your mouth.

You gasp in surprise when his fingers unexpectedly knead the fat of your ass, squeezing expertly. He then puts his strength to great use and proceeds to lift one of your legs up to his waist, pulling you even closer. You can feel the length of his big hard dick, straining painfully against the material of his tight sport pants and poking at your clit heavenly.

As his lips find yours in a heated kiss once again, he now grinds against your clothed pussy in the best way he can, but quickly, he grows frustrated when deeming the friction to be too light.

In a brisk and unexpected movement, he hoists you up by your juicy thighs and wraps your legs around his waist in a hurry. He leaves you no time to comprehend the situation and trusts up against your core with new vigor, the pressure building up in both of your stomachs, your moans gradually growing louder. "Oh fuck.. San!"

"I know baby, want my dick inside you so bad right? Want your tight pussy around my- feels.. so good, holy fuck.." San bucks his flexible dancer's hips up while pulling you against his cock faster, the thought of your pussy wrapping around his dick deliciously tight, acting as a new motivation to attain his high, the intense movements create an even greater friction and he grows closer to his release with every thrust. "Cum for me, m-my love. I'm so close!"

You feel like you're on fire, hole burning with the need to be filled, pathetically clenching around nothing and you whine at the emptiness. Hearing the sound, San growls in your ear and you feel your orgasm approaching. "I'm cum- San I'm cumming!"

Your eyes roll to the back of your skull, mouth hanging open in a silent scream as the intense pleasure runs through your veins, head falling back. He rubs himself against your whole pussy, pressing tightly onto your clit until you come down from your orgasm. And then slows down gradually and eventually stills as you weakly whine that you're too sensitive, but it doesn't stop there, needing to finish himself.

He takes you to the couch, laying you down and pressing a hungry kiss to your parted lips, before getting on his knees between your legs on the bouncy furniture. San looks you over, analyzing every detail about your erotic state. Like how your lips are wet with spit, panting from the physical effort, eyes half closed from slight exhaustion, ecstasy and the way you watch out for his next move with a gaze full of desire, acts like fuel to the fire in the pit of his stomach. His already hard, sensitive and leaking dick twitches in the confinement of his clothes, resulting in pulling a frustrated groan out of him.

"You look so pretty for me." He strokes your calves lovingly, fingers wandering up to graze your fleshy thighs softly and then directs them to your inner thighs, aiming to excite you further after your first orgasm. "More please.."

"You're such a good girl, asking so nicely." He rewards you by pushing his slender fingers over your clit, working them in a circular motion with just the right pressure and you hum shakily, biting your lips to keep yourself from making louder noises. You're still sensitive from earlier and your thighs tremble from the overwhelming pleasure, back arching as San fastens the pace on your bud. "It's too much!"

"You asked for it babe, you can take it~" He smirks, eyes glossy with desire and his stomach clenches at the pornographic sight. Your hands are gripping at the couch desperately, moans growing louder as another wave of pleasure closes in on you. "No.. Inside.. Need you inside me!"

He groans, contemplating his options ; he's scared you'll get caught, the not so intimate setting being the only thing that stops him. But his rationality is thrown out the window when you grab at his veiny arm with your smaller hands, pleading for him to fuck you raw. "Oh fuck, don't do this to me."

He quickly reaches for the waistband of your pants and pulls them off at once with your panties, leaving you half bared for his wandering eyes and the sight of your leaking arousal, triggers his hips to automatically fuck the air. "Shit! Look what you're doing to me."

He gestures for you to look down at his lower body and you clench your thighs after seeing the hottest image, biting back the whine that so desperately wants to escape your throat. The front of San's previously grey pants, is now covered in both your slick and the never ending amount of precum coming out of his straining dick, turning the material to a darker shade. "That's so hot."

You're about to wrap your arms around his shoulders to pull him down over your body and give him a good position to enter your drenched cunt, but he stops you. "Wait! I have a better idea."

Carefully, he positions himself over your sensitive core, strong arms wrapping around each of your thighs, before reaching back to place your legs over his shoulders, the action causing you to gasp in anticipation. You shiver at the way San looks at you, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the thought of your skilled boyfriend eating you out.

You hurriedly feel around for something to hold onto, needing the comfort of something squishy and warm, knowing how wild your lover becomes when he gets a taste of your pussy. Your fingers brush against the fabric of what you soon find out to be San's hoodie and you quickly tug the garment over your upper body, inhaling the calming scent of his addicting perfume.

"Ready?" He asks with a sultry voice, and you hold on for dear life as he teases you. Blowing onto your warm, drenched cunt, leaving wet kisses on your inner thighs and sucking, biting at the skin until you cry out. "Sannie!"

"Oops sorry." He chuckles, before giving soft kitten licks to your swollen clit, gradually lowering his tongue to lap at your wet folds and tasting the sweet slick pouring out of your hole. You moan loudly in response, shaking and throwing your head back in pleasure.

San rapidly slips away, becoming pussy drunk and eating you out vigorously. Although it was agonizingly slow when he started and you grew frustrated, you now wish he would slow down, your orgasm building up too fast, leaving you no time to prepare as the intense pleasure consumes you.

San doesn't pause, suckling on your clit harshly while he enters two fingers inside your hole, thrusting them at a slow pace compared to the movement of his mouth. You let out a relieved sigh as you're finally filled, your previous high quickly forgotten as another already nears.

"Baby, I can't get enough of your taste.." He shoves his tongue in your hole after the confession, switching the roles of his fingers as well, rubbing your bud with his thumb and opting to give open mouthed kisses all over your core, never once pulling away, not even to take a breath.

"Oh.. I can't- San!" Tears escape your eyes, the feeling so intense that you cum with a loud cry and almost convulse from the never ending wave of pleasure hitting you, because he doesn't stop and you quickly reach your fourth orgasm.

You think you might have passed out for a few minutes after the sixth orgasm, during which time San cleaned you up with a towel he managed to find in his bag, soaking it in lukewarm water. He also made sure to dress you up, covering your shivering body with the blanket that was on the computer chair not far away.

When you regain consciousness, San coos at you and apologizes for so eagerly eating your pussy. He makes sure you're alright, looking you over and stroking your hair when you reassure him that nothing's wrong. "I'm glad beautiful, it wasn't in my intention to overstimulate you into unconsciousness."

"It's embarrassing though!" You reply with a pout, confusing your boyfriend and causing a frown to appear on his beautiful face. "What do you mean?"

"We didn't even go all the way. I mean- what if you would've fucked me?" San explodes in laughter, in no way mocking you, but your words cause a realisation to dawn on him. "I think, if I did. I might have had a funeral to arrange."

"Sannie!" You whine, slapping his bicep from the embarrassingly close truth, but your playful fight is immediately cut short as you remember something. "Wait! Did you even cum?"

You prepare to ask him if he needs your help now, absolutely down to please your insanely attractive boyfriend, but he admits that he came when you orgasmed the third time. He shyly avoids your persistent gaze, ears and cheeks burning with shame. "San you can tell me."

San was uncontrollably humping the cushion that was under his hips during the intercourse and when he realised his own action, the sudden rush of pleasure and excitement led him to reach under his body. He untied his pants and lowered them just enough to uncover his dick, thrusting against the soft and fluffy material, his bare tip, red and sensitive, made the feeling even more intense. And like an animal in heat, he humped the cushion until he came, pretty hard. It left a stain on the object and he had to throw it in the garbage, but it was worth it.

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4am-enha · 1 year

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enha when: you ask them to be your valentine ~ 💕

description/tags: small text screenshots with each member, their reactions, you ask them to be your valentine, jungwon does a reverse on you, stubborn niki as usual, your pov, y/n, valentine’s day is sooooon!

warnings: mild language ? happy people

(feedback, reblogs, any notes are appreciated and i am very grateful for each one of them! i love reading what you guys have to say. thank you my loves <3 you’ve been liking this format so i will continue to release more text messages with enha xoxo muah)

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spacequokka · 1 year

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About Time

Pairing: Changkyun x Reader Genre: Angst, Smut Rating: M Summary: You broke the number rule of fuck buddies and ghosted him. You think you don’t have to answer for that? Word Count: 3.5k Warnings: mentions of drinking, fingering, public unprotected vaginal sex, hair pulling, biting, creampie

Arrow: Gold > Friends (with benefits!) to Lovers AU

Thanks to everyone in @kvanity-main who patiently put up with my 99 questions and requests. Extra thanks to @jinsquishes for the beautiful banner. I recommend nvrmnd, Die for You, God Damn, and Horizon for this. Happy Valentine’s Day my lovelies!

One would assume a dark, crowded club would be the best place to avoid someone you’re ghosting. How could you ever hope to find anyone through all the bodies and smoke? Now add the fact that the person you’re avoiding hates places like this, and it should be perfect. Right?

Wrong.

Because across the fucking room with a red solo cup in one hand and a vape in the other was none other than the last person you planned to see tonight. You fully expected to see the Easter Bunny before Changkyun’s molten stare. A sharp elbow to your side yanked you out of the mental sinkhole you fell into the second your eyes met his.

“What the fuck are you staring at—” Vita followed your line of sight and gasped dramatically. “Ain’t no way. I thought he hated clubs. What the fuck is he doing here?”

You sputtered something that could’ve been a response in baby talk, mind thoroughly fucked as you scrambled to get your shit together. Quickly tossing back the rest of your drink, you looked around, frantically searching for the nearest exit. You’d even jump out of a third-story window at this moment.

“I’ve gotta get the fuck out of here.” You threw your cup away. “I can’t be here.”

“Wait, what?” She pulled on your arm. “No! Don’t leave me! You swore you’d hang out with me tonight.”

“Well, that was before Korean John Wick popped up looking like he’s gonna take me out with a pencil.” You looked at her, eyes pleading for understanding. “What if he comes over? He’s gonna ask why I’m not answering his calls and texts. What the fuck am I gonna say to him?”

Her grip tightened. “Be honest with him! Just flat out say you caught feelings and the situation doesn’t vibe for you anymore. I’m pretty sure he’d appreciate you being upfront with him instead of pulling this hide-and-go-seek shit.”

“Oh, fuck you, smart ass. You dodged Taehyung for weeks before you nutted up and told him the truth.”

Shock flashed in her eyes before she let go. “Wow. Digging deep in the past, ain’t you? At least I fucking told him.”

“Right.” You looked back at Changkyun. The cup and vape were gone, but his eyes were still on you as he watched with curiosity. “So I have at least another week or two before you can talk shit. God, he looks like he’s gonna come over. If he does…”

“Jesus, _____, just spit the words out and be done with it.” She crossed her arms. “It’s better than dragging this out any longer. Trust me. What’s he gonna do? Dump you? You’re not dating. At the most, he’ll agree it won’t work and walk away. He isn’t the type to make a scene.”

As if to piss on her logic, Changkyun pushed away from the wall and headed in your direction, snaking through people without taking his eyes off you. Pure fear made your heart stutter as you grabbed her shoulders.

“Yeah, right. Tell him that, will you? I’m getting the fuck out of here.” You darted to the side. Stupid fucking heels and stupid fucking drinks made it hard to coordinate your limbs in a way that put as much space between you and the quiet storm behind you as fast as you could. Sure, it was a cowardly thing to do, but you weren’t in any shape to have a decent conversation with him. An honest one. One that formally put an end to the nights that bled into mornings where he’d cuddle you as the sun rose. To the moments you cherished while confusing you.

Not yet. You needed more time. Just a little more time.

Your eyes stung as you pushed your way through to the nearest glowing green ceiling sign. You just wanted out, away. Anything but face the truth, the inevitable hurt. The chilly night air was refreshing on your heated face when you stepped out the door. The panic softened just enough for your head to clear. Okay, you were in an alley. You just needed to figure out which way the street was so you could get a Lyft and—

The door opened behind you. Panic shot through you like shards of ice as you looked over your shoulder in horror and watched Changkyun step out. Time crawled to a stop as he adjusted his black leather jacket, pulling on the collar of his matching silk shirt. “Are you done running from me?”

Your mouth opened and closed as each train of thought derailed before making it to your lips. Running? In which sense? You turned around to face him, intent on saying something but ultimately failing because what the fuck should you say?

The longer he waited for you to speak, the more intense his stare got. “You realize the whole point of being fuck buddies is to actually fuck, right?” He pulled the door shut behind him then put his hands into his pocket, and cocked his head to the side. “And I’m not sure if you noticed, but uh, we haven’t fucked since—what—three weeks ago?”

“Something more like two and a half.” You mumbled.

His eyebrows rose. “Oh, so she does remember how to communicate.” He looked away and nodded, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “Since I’m not worth the effort of a call or text, I won’t waste your time. Just tell me why we’re not fucking anymore and I’ll be on my way.” He gestured at you with his hand in his coat pocket. “Go on. Is it someone else?”

There was something in the way his frown and grouchy words didn’t match the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Though it was brief, for a second you saw the Changkyun you wished you could be with all the time. The one who was emotionally available. “N-no. I haven’t…no one but you, Kyun.”

Confusion creased his brow even more. “So, then what is it? I give it to you good, right? I mean, the way you can’t even get out of bed after—”

“It’s not that. I promise.” You bit your lip and looked at your feet. “Please, Kyun. It’s hella stupid. I just…” You couldn’t bring yourself to say it. He was expecting some grand, logical reason when in reality it was so fucking…simple.

“What is it?” He prodded. His gaze dragged over your body before he looked away and changed his stance. “Jeez, you don’t have to overthink everything. Just spit it out.” He closed his eyes, swallowed, and lowered his voice. “Just say it.”

Maybe it was the sudden softness in his words that made your chest tighter as your throat and eyes burned. Right. Just say it. Let go and move on. You took a deep, shuddering breath. “I-I can’t do this anymore.”

His face tightened for a second as if he’d flinched from pain. For a solid minute, neither of you said a word, listening to the ambiance around you. The cars passing by on the street. The muffled bass of the music inside the club. The hum of electricity from the flickering streetlight nearby. Just when you thought you couldn’t take another moment of silence, he asked, “Why? Did I do something wrong?”

“No!” You reached out and nearly touched him before thinking better of it. “No. It’s me. My mistake. I—” You swallowed and looked around the dimly lit alley as if the words you needed to say would jump out and save your ass. How could you tell him the truth without ripping your heart out in the process? You hugged yourself and shut your eyes, willing the unshed tears to back the fuck off. You could cry it out later. Not here. Not in front of him. He’d told you plenty of times tears did nothing for him. “Fuck. When we started this, we both agreed to keep it casual. No feelings.”

He inhaled sharply and took a step forward. The crunch of the ground under his shoes made your eyes snap open. A mistake. His eyes widened upon seeing the tears lining yours. “Baby—”

You shook your head and hugged yourself tighter. “A-at first, that worked for me, Kyun. I swear it did. Sex with you is the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced so far in life. You’re amazing, so please don’t question that. But, as we got to know each other more, things got…complicated.”

“Really. Complicated, how?” He took another step closer and you took one back. “What complication justifies shutting me out?”

Your body sagged as your chest tightened to the point of pain. “Please, don’t make me say it.”

“I deserve to know the truth, don’t I? I’ve spent more time in the past six months in bed with you than I have on my own. I got to the point where I’m not used to waking up alone.” He licked his lips and exhaled hard. “Like, I get that fuck buddies aren’t as close as we are. Maybe friends with benefits doesn’t cover it either. Whatever it is, it’s good, right?”

You hated how your heart colored his words with hope and yearning. This wasn’t the same guy who swore to you he couldn’t do relationships. That you’d never catch him doing lovey-dovey couple stuff. That wasn’t him. Commitment wasn’t in his skillset. “For you.” You bit out after a gulp of air. “It’s good for you. I-I can’t separate the physical from the emotional stuff.” You looked at him through tears. “I tried so hard to keep it casual. I reminded myself over and over that you can’t give me lo—more. But you confused me! Insisting I stay each night, waking up with you. Telling me I’m beautiful and insisting we hang out for fun. How was I supposed to keep my heart out of it?”

His expression went blank, completely clueless as he stared at you. “What?”

“God, Kyun. For someone who says otherwise, you do the boyfriend thing really well.” You dried your face by dabbing at it with your coat sleeve. “For a minute, you had me imagining what it’d be like. And once I got to that point, I knew I couldn’t go on with this anymore. It hurts like hell to want someone in a way they’ll never want you.”

Changkyun blinked a few times before understanding dawned on his pretty face. “Oh.” He got a distant look in his eyes, looking down the alley at the street. “So…you caught feelings for me?”

Your arms dropped to your sides. The gut punch wasn’t as painful as you thought it’d be, but it still hurt. “I know I should’ve talked to you. I just…didn’t know what to say or how to say it.”

He bit his bottom lip and nodded then took a step towards you. You automatically took a step back so he took another. And another. And another. Your back collided with the wall of the building behind you and before you knew it, he was pressed against you, chest to chest, and looking into your eyes with an expression you’d never seen on his face before. Worse of all, it made your stomach turn with excitement in a way that only he ever could incite. His fingertips caressed your cheek before they traced down to your neck.

“Say it again,” his voice was low and warm like coffee on your tongue, “tell me what you imagined being with me was like.”

You sucked in cold air noticing how the tip of your nose was getting numb. “I—this isn’t a joke, Kyun!” You pushed at his chest. “I’m being serious—”

His fingers curled around the back of your neck and gently squeezed. “And so am I. I wanna hear it.” He pulled you close until your foreheads touched then gently rubbed his nose against yours. “You made me go weeks without hearing your voice or seeing your face over this. So, give it all to me. Every single thought. Make the pain worth it.”

Your heart skipped a beat. You swallowed hard and looked into his eyes. “I told you. It’s dumb. I just pictured stupid couple stuff like taking selfies, holding hands in front of your friends, or cuddling on a rainy day.”

He hummed as his fingertips caught the hem of your skirt. “I admit, that does sound like stupid couple stuff.” You scoffed and tried to pull away, so he quickly followed with, “But I’d do them with you if you really wanted to. At this point, there isn’t much I wouldn’t do with you. For you. To you.”

“What?” You searched his eyes, mind reeling as his words echoed in your head.

“Let me make a little confession of my own.” His free hand gripped your jaw between his thumb and index finger as the other splayed across your thigh. “Since I last saw you, I haven’t been out much. Maybe to the store. At first I thought maybe you were just busy. But then Jooheon would tell me he saw you out with your friend and each time I wondered if it was me. Maybe you were avoiding me.” He pulled your leg up on his hip. “At first, I told myself I didn’t care. That you’d get over whatever the fuck you were going through and come back when you were ready. But you never did.”

You gasped as his hand wandered between your bodies and toyed with the edge of your panties. “Kyun—”

“No, no. Shh. Listen to me. I need you to know how hard it was to stay away and give you space, baby. No one else touches this dick but you.” It was hard to focus on his words when his fingers started to stroke your clit through the sheer fabric. “I don’t even get hard at the thought of fucking anyone but you. That whole time you were gone? It was just me and my hand.” His lips brushed against yours, but he didn’t kiss you and smiled when you started to chase his mouth. “Just like you, hm? What did you use?”

His fingers pushed your panties aside and cupped your pussy, middle finger pressing between your folds. “My toys—oh, god—and fingers.” Your breath hitched as he dipped his finger inside.

He moved his hand from your chin to the wall. “Did they feel good? Better than me?” You shook your head and he bit his lip, rewarding your honesty with the rest of his finger buried to the hilt. “You look so fucking hot right now. This skirt. This top.” He leaned in and nipped at your neck, soothing the skin with a lick as he worked his finger in and out. “I saw you as soon as I walked in. Wanted you right then. Needed you…”

His words were smoke in your head, creating a dense fog of him that made you burn from the inside out. Your hips rolled on his hand, pace increasing when he added another finger. You were vaguely aware of how fucked out and needy you sounded as he pulled moans from you with just his hand. His lips caught yours and ended with a playful bite as he pulled his hand away.

“As needy as the last time we did this, huh?” He groaned in your ear, low and husky as he fumbled with his pants. You couldn’t even respond, too focused on helping him work the belt buckle and zipper. The second his dick was free, he pushed his pants down to his thighs and reached for yours. “Get up here.”

One leg went around his waist, and with a hop, so was the other. You put your arms around his neck. Using the wall for leverage, he gave you sloppy, frantic kisses as he held you up by your thighs, feeling around with the head of his dick for your entrance. You squealed when it pressed into your clit and he chuckled into your mouth as he angled his hips just right and—

“Say it, baby.” He hissed as he pushed in slowly. “Tell me again why you ghosted me.” You tightened your grip, nails digging into the sleeves of your coat, as his dick stretched you with an ache you missed. When it felt like it’d never stop, he was fully seated inside and twitching every time you clenched. “Say it.”

“B-because I fell for you.” You whimpered when he pulled back then snapped his hips once. A warning. “Ah! Fuck, Kyun.”

“I wanna hear you say it.”

You squeezed your eyes shut and hid your face. “I love you. I did it because I love you and I thought you wouldn’t feel the same.”

“Fucking finally.” He brushed a kiss to the side of your face and adjusted his grip on your thighs. “About time you came around, baby.” With another snap of his hips, he set a steady pace that he’d occasionally interrupt by grinding his pelvis against your clit, determined to get you both there as quickly as possible. “Need you to cum with me. Missed you so much. I hate waking up without you next to me. Need you th—Ah, fuck. So tight.”

Your fingertips caught the ends of his hair and you pulled on it. In response his strokes grew longer, deeper as he let you drop onto his length with a clap of skin. Every time he moved, sparks danced up your spine and through your limbs. “Oh, fuck!”

“It’s been so long, baby. Just a—just a little longer. I’m almost there.” He nudged your head back and kissed you hard, a clash of lips and tongue as he swallowed your moans while feeding you his own. You were vaguely aware of how the bricks dug into your back and hips, too lost in the pleasure you were drowning in. How had you stayed away from him for so long when he could do shit like this to you? You were crumbling to pieces in his arms, on his dick, and for once it didn’t scare you shitless. You could trust him to put you back together. You held his face and kissed him harder, trying to match his intensity. When he caught your tongue and sucked on it, you fell apart. You came hard, convulsing in his arms as he leaned back and switched to quick strokes, moaning your name as he reached his high. “Oh, shit. Fuck, baby, fuck. I love you. I love you so fucking much.”

He leaned against you with a whimper as his body rode the wave, pressing up into you as he stuffed your pussy with cum. Your lips met after a few misses and you laughed through a kiss. The kiss slowly turned to light pecks between shy smiles as he rubbed your thighs. “My back is gonna be so sore in the morning.”

He snorted and kissed you once more before helping you down onto your shaky feet. “That’s not the only thing that’ll be sore. The night is young.”

You playfully swatted his arm as you fixed your panties and skirt. “Ugh. My panties are wet and sticky.”

His arm came around your waist and pulled you against him. “My car’s not that far. We could go back to my place.”

The thought of leaving with him reminded you of what he’d said not too long ago. “…Did you mean it? Or was that just heat of the moment talk?”

He looked into your eyes. “I’ve been in love with you since the first night you stayed over.”

“What?! Kyun, that was like the first month into this. There’s no way—” He cut you off with a kiss, this one sweet and tender as if he’d break you with his lips.

“I didn’t say anything because I remembered the rules. It seemed like you were okay with the way things were so I was okay with it. As long as I knew I was the only one you went to, I could live like that.” He looked into your eyes as his thumb brushed over your bottom lip before brushing over your hair. “Then suddenly you were gone without an explanation why…and I realized I didn’t want to let you go. Not without a good reason. So, yeah. I meant it. And just in case you don’t believe me, I love you. And I’d love you even without the sex. My heart is yours…so take care of it.” He gave you a shy yet bratty pout.

You blinked and fanned your face, turning away so he couldn’t see. “I’ll do my best. Um, so to your place?”

He threaded your fingers together. “Yup.” He pulled you along towards the street. “We can take a shower, drink some water, then work on getting another noise complaint from my neighbors.”

“What are you gonna do when your landlord finally kicks your ass out?”

He looked at you and smiled. “Look for a place to share with you.”

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STUPID CUPID

My works are 14+ ONLY. If you’re under 14 DO NOT interact with me or any of my works

Pairing: Cupid!Jisung x human!fem reader

Word count: 4,000

Note: Happy Valentines Day you guys! This is an idea that’s been floating around in my mind for a month or two and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to write it. It’s Jisung’s first day on the job and he accidentally shoots himself with his own arrow (silly boy!) 🏹

Valentines Day. A capitalist holiday that took advantage of people's romantic feelings for one another and profited from it. Teddy bears, heart-shaped balloons, jewelry, cards, roses, even heart-shaped pizzas. You shook your head at the thought of people going above and beyond for their significant others. While it was sweet, you often wondered why people didn't do that on any other day of the year. You shouldn't need a special holiday to do something nice for the one you love.

Valentines Day. An unnecessary day for couples to rub their relationships in everyone's faces and a complete waste of time and money. The only thing you liked about it was the chocolate. That's what led you outside on this godforsaken holiday. You may dislike Valentines Day, but there was nothing wrong with treating yourself to a little candy.

Your eyes roamed the large section of sweets, catching a glimpse of a middle-aged man with an armful of Valentines goodies hastily snag a heart-shaped box of truffles before brushing past you towards the register. You shook your head. Looks like someone forgot to get something for their sweetheart.

Your index finger hovered over a section displaying your favorite chocolate, your mouth watering at the sight. When it came to treating yourself to snacks, you hardly had boundaries, always grabbing whatever it was you wanted without giving it a second thought. Besides, you worked hard for the money you earned and you intended to spend it.

Perusing the aisle for a few more seconds, you grabbed some other favorite sweets of yours before heading to the chip aisle for a salty snack for later after you get into all the chocolate. Any time you overindulged on sweets you found yourself scouring the pantry for something salty to balance it out and vice versa. It was a never-ending cycle sometimes.

With an armful of snacks and sweets to last you two weeks, you headed to the register where a teenage boy stood, typing away on his phone. You didn't mean to be nosey, but your eyes instinctively glanced down at his phone screen only to see a plethora of hearts spammed on iMessage.

The boy was quick to lift his head, locking his phone and shoving it into his pocket while sputtering apologizes.

"Sorry about that. I, uh, have a date tonight with my girlfriend."

"That's nice." You smiled, trying to be polite.

You weren't sure why he decided to say that, as you were a total stranger, but it was nothing to get upset over. He could've been caught off guard by your presence and blurted that just because he was nervous, or perhaps this relationship was fairly new and he was just excited about going on a date. Either way, you put on a friendly smile and acted as if that little tidbit of information didn't bother you.

The automatic doors to the store slid open as you walked out with a plastic bag in your hand loaded with delicious candy and junk food that you couldn't wait to get into once you arrived home.

Jisung was brimming with excitement. His first Valentines Day on the job. He had spent an entire year training for this and he couldn't contain his enthusiasm. He counted his arrows three times to make sure he had enough, and if he happened to run out, he could always conjure up more. He checked the heart-shaped watch strapped to his wrist, tapping the touch screen to make sure everything was working and in tiptop shape.

"Han Jisung."

The cupid perked up upon hearing his name, standing at attention.

"You don't have to do that." Minho informed him, his expression showing little to no emotion.

"Sorry."

Minho was one of Jisung's friends and had been working as a cupid for years. He was professional, experienced, and knew everything there was to know about being a cupid. Jisung looked up to him and always asked questions when he had them.

"You're on the clock in approximately two minutes. Are you ready?"

"I'm more than ready." Jisung responded confidently. "I'm prepared. I'm equipped. I'm all set. I'm hot to trot!"

Minho gave his friend a once-over before responding with, "O...kay."

Jisung's shoulders relaxed as he let out a deep exhale. "I'm a little nervous."

"Everyone always is on their first day. It's normal."

"What if I do something wrong?"

"You won't."

Jisung nodded, hoping Minho was right.

Minutes later, Jisung found himself perched in a tree, his legs swinging back and forth while he waited for his watch to go off.

The cupid chose to bide his time by wondering who his first client would be—that's what they refer to their targets as. After all, "clients" is a much less morbid term.

Would they be a boy? A girl? Younger? Older? Maybe someone who hasn't found love yet and is still waiting for the right person? Oh, Jisung would love to help someone, both young and old, start a new and exciting chapter in their life.

His train of thought was derailed immediately as soon as you came sauntering down the sidewalk. His eyes followed you for much longer than he intended, unable to look away. He had seen humans before but none of them were as entrancing as you.

His watch beeped, bringing his attention back to the task at hand. He tapped the small screen and an image of a young woman was displayed on it. The heart-shaped watch was technologically advanced and would pick up the presence of an approaching individual that was set to be struck with a love arrow. Each watch was programmed specifically for the cupid that wore it.

Jisung reached for his quiver strapped to his back and pulled an arrow from it, sliding it into place on his bow. Rearing back, he aimed the bow clutched in his hands, releasing a breath before subsequently releasing the arrow, watching as it hit his intended target in the back. She stopped in her tracks, jostling slightly due to an invisible force which she couldn't see.

A man was headed down the street towards the woman just a few seconds later, an image of him promptly flashing on Jisung's watch. The cupid was quick to jump into action, pulling out another arrow and sliding it into place. He aimed and waited for the man to get closer to the woman before shooting the arrow. The man jerked a bit, bumping into the woman who was unable to pay attention to her surroundings due to Jisung's previous love arrow seconds earlier. Perfect timing.

He watched from his spot in the trees as they both sputtered apologies to each other with gleaming smiles on their faces along with a shared lovestruck expression.

I did it. Jisung thought to himself proudly.

He watched as the woman said something to the man and next thing he knew, the both of them were walking off down the street together towards a coffee shop. A fond smile graced his features as he watched the couple until they entered the cafe.

Jisung then began looking around for the human girl that garnered his attention—you. When he couldn't find you, he left his post, flying above the streets while heading in the direction he saw you walking.

When he spotted you (thankfully not far away from where he last saw you) he decided to follow, wanting just one more glimpse of you since he got distracted earlier.

Jisung's bottom lip stuck out in a disappointed pout when you entered a building and he could no longer see you.

Before he could try and find out which floor you were headed to, his watch went off again, tearing his attention away from you for the second time.

The cupid glanced at his watch to see who his next client was. Loading a love arrow into his bow, he diligently aimed and released it, repeating the process when an image of his second client flashed on the screen of his watch. The two began talking which brought a smile to Jisung's face. He heard stories from other cupids about Valentines Day and how fulfilling it was to watch their clients fall in love after being struck with one of their magic arrows. He dreamed of the day he would be able to do what his seniors did and now he was. It was just as fulfilling as Jisung imagined, however, he had something else on his mind now and that was trying to locate you... again.

His eyes searched the many windows in the apartment building, hoping to see you in one of them. There were at least ten floors and twice as many windows. Jisung had no clue how he would find you.

Just when he thought all hopes were dashed, he caught a glimpse of you through one of the glass panes. You were stood inside, gazing out the window at the streets below.

He promptly flew over and made himself comfortable on the grated platform of the fire escape that was mounted to the side of your apartment building.

He was thankful humans couldn't see cupids or else you'd be really freaked out to see a stranger perched outside your window. If a cupid wanted to be seen, they would show themselves and right now, Jisung preferred to stay hidden.

Your eyes followed the figure of a delivery man walking down the street with a large bouquet of roses in his arms.

What is it like to receive flowers from someone? You wondered.

The man made his way up the steps of someone's home, knocking on the front door that was pulled opened seconds later. A woman stood in the entryway, astonishment and joy flashing across her features at the sight of the ruby-colored blossoms.

"Must be nice." You commented aloud.

Back in school, you'd see girls walking around with a heart-shaped balloon and a box of chocolates or a stuffed teddy bear and a single rose. Of course, you were never one of those girls and a small part of you always wondered what it was like to receive something like that from someone.

Oh well. You had chocolate and tons of delicious snacks, you didn't need flowers. Stepping away from the living room window, you dropped down on the couch and opened up YouTube on your TV, searching for something entertaining to watch. After settling on a new video from one of your favorite content creators, you began sifting through your bag of treats, completely unaware that someone was watching.

Jisung's wide eyes observed you in fascination as you unwrapped a piece of chocolate and popped it into your mouth, savoring the sweet taste.

He knew humans often indulged in chocolate and junk food on Valentine's Day, but that was usually for the ones that were single... which meant you were alone. On second thought, maybe alone wasn't the right word, as you seemed rather content to be by yourself.

The cupid's watch went off again, startling him from his daze and simultaneously catching him off guard. He scrambled to grab an arrow, fumbling to load it into his bow. He spared a hasty glance at the image on his watch before launching the arrow, except it didn't soar through the air towards his target. Instead, it went directly into Jisung's chest. He had loaded the arrow backwards.

"Ah!" He yelped, snapping his head towards your window, momentarily worried you had heard him. However, he was quick to remember that he was invisible.

With one concern out of the way, he pulled the arrow from his chest cavity and retrieved a new one from his quiver, hastily loading it before aiming at his client. He nearly missed but managed to get a hit. Not a second later, his watch went off again. This time, he was paying attention and was able to execute his actions with no hiccups.

He breathed out a sigh of relief only to glance down at the arrow he discarded moments earlier, lying on the grates of the fire escape.

He gasped.

That's right. He shot himself with his own love arrow.

"Oh no." He grabbed his hair, tugging on the roots in a stressful manner. "Oh no."

He spared a glance towards you, still sitting peacefully on the couch watching TV.

"No!" He covered his eyes.

He wasn't supposed to look at anyone.

Now you've done it. He thought despairingly.

He was totally screwed.

"Okay, okay." He slowly released the breath he was holding in, talking out loud in order to calm himself down. "Don't panic."

He was totally panicking.

The first thing that came to mind was that he needed to notify Minho. His heart dropped to his feet at the thought, the color promptly draining from his face.

Oh no. Minho.

He placed a hand on his chest, feeling his rapid pulse beneath it.

"This isn't good. I can already feel my heart racing. The effects are already starting to take place."

He hung his head, muttering to himself while he tried to figure out what to do. Jisung knew telling Minho would be the right thing to do, but he didn't want to. If he did, he'd surely get an earful from the older cupid.

Maybe the symptoms wouldn't get bad. In fact, maybe they'd just go away.

Your loud laughter captured Jisung's attention and pulled him out of his worry-induced thoughts. Head thrown back against the couch cushions, you were clutching your stomach, letting your joyful laughter fill the apartment.

Jisung couldn't help but smile, the sound of your giggles sparking happiness and adoration within him.

Yeah, maybe he would hold off on telling Minho.

Days passed and Jisung's escapades continued. He would leave Cupid Headquarters and go off to see you, peering into your apartment from the window by the fire escape. From his vantage point, he had a good view of the open kitchen where he watched you cook meals for yourself.

He picked up on your little habits and things you did without a second thought.

Jisung's heart fluttered at the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed at something on TV or the way you spoke your thoughts aloud, giving your own commentary to no one at all.

A week was all it took for Jisung to spill the beans. While perched on the grated floor of the fire escape, he became self-aware of all the emotions he was feeling and how incredibly strong they were. Any time he looked at you it felt like a his chest was struck with an iron fist, taking his breath away. The need to be closer to you, to speak to you was so strong it was almost beyond his control.

He was infatuated.

"Minho!" Jisung shouted, rushing over to his friend and coworker, his wings flapping as fast as they possibly could.

Minho huffed, rolling his eyes. "What?"

The younger cupid came to a halt. "I did something terrible."

"I'm sure it's nothing."

"No, no. It's bad." Jisung dropped his head into his hands. "I shot myself with my own arrow. I can't believe I was so stupid! The effects are in full force. It's not working as fast as with humans but I'm really feeling it. You see, there's this girl and oh... every time I see her my heart races and I find myself watching her go about her daily life. She's so beautiful and I can't stop thinking about her. She's on my mind 24/7. I'm really falling hard, Minho. I don't know what to do. Please help me."

"Love arrows don't work on cupids." Minho produced an answer in a dead delivery, his eyes blinking languidly.

Jisung's rambling was put to an immediate halt as he stared wide-eyed at the older cupid.

"What?"

"We're immune."

"So..." Jisung trailed off. "I didn't screw up?"

"No."

"If the arrow doesn't effect me, then what does that mean?"

"It means you're in love with a human."

Jisung blinked owlishly. "In love?"

"You're a cupid, Hannie. We tend to fall in love very quickly."

"What do I do?"

"For starters, you could introduce yourself."

"I can do that?"

"If you want to. There's no rules against it. Love is love, after all."

Jisung was left to figure out how he was going to go about this whole situation and how to approach you. He laid back on his bed, running his fingers through his silver hair, releasing a sigh.

He didn't even know your name.

Maybe he could give you your favorite chocolate, assuming that's what you were indulging in when he saw you for the first time on Valentines Day.

He expelled another sigh. No. He needed something else—something better.

"Come on." He murmured.

He had been secretly admiring you for a while, surely there was something he was able to learn about you during that time.

Suddenly, a lightbulb went off and Jisung sat upright with wide eyes that glimmered with elation.

Flowers.

He'll never forget that look of longing on your face as you watched that delivery man bring a bouquet to a woman across the street.

Now all that was left was figure out how he was going to introduce himself without freaking you out.

He smirked to himself.

"I could use my undeniable charms and that thing Minho said humans say. What was it again?"

"Rizz! Can you believe it?" Minho exclaimed exasperatedly, shaking his head. "I can't believe humans are using such a ridiculous word."

"What does rizz mean?"

"It's short for charisma."

Jisung hummed, nodding.

"I'm gonna rizz him up." Minho mocked, rolling his eyes. "It's embarrassing. Honestly."

"Rizz." Jisung repeated with a sly grin. "Yeah."

Wait. Did he even have rizz?

The cupid groaned in frustration. This shouldn't be complicated.

Jisung returned to your apartment the following day to put his plan in motion. The window to your living room was cracked ever so slightly. Not exactly smart or safe on your part, but convenient for Jisung who entered with ease.

In his arms was the prettiest bouquet of roses he could find. Little white tufts of baby's breath were placed throughout the arrangement which sat beautifully in a vase.

The cupid placed the arrangement on your coffee table so you could see the flowers as soon as you got home, taking a moment to spread out the cluster of crimson blossoms and make it look presentable.

Now all he had to do was wait.

You stepped into your apartment and dropped your keys into the glass dish by the door, releasing a short sigh, thankful to be home. The shoes on your feet were kicked off without a care as to where they landed while you shuffled into your living room, coming to a stop when you noticed a bouquet of flowers sitting on your coffee table.

You looked down at them perplexed, wondering how they got inside your apartment.

"Who are these from?" You wondered aloud, searching the bunch of blossoms for a card or something that indicated who the sender was.

"Me."

You jumped at the sound of another person's voice, spinning on your heel to find a man sitting on the windowsill in your living room.

Assessing his appearance, you could only assume he was some cosplayer getting paid to dress as Cupid and deliver flowers. Though this guy seemed to take a more modern approach, wearing a pair of white slacks and a pale pink shirt made of delicate tulle fabric, but the set of wings on his back was a dead giveaway.

Oh geez. Surely he wasn't one of those singing telegrams.

Wait. How did he get in your house?

You instinctively took a step back. "Who are you and how did you get in here?"

"I'm Jisung and your window was cracked."

He could see your eyes widen and knew you were about to start freaking out or throwing things at him—or both.

"I'm not here to steal anything! I only came to bring you flowers." He assured in a rushed manner before you could do anything rash.

"Why?"

"Because..."

Jisung didn't think this through. You were clearly on edge and he wasn't making it any better. What was he supposed to say?

"I'm a cupid."

He wasn't expecting to spill the beans so soon, but it's the only thing he could think to say.

You narrowed your eyes. "I can see that, but why are you here?"

"To bring you flowers."

"So did someone pay you?"

Jisung's head tilted to the side like a confused puppy. "Pay me for what?"

"To dress up. Are you one of those people who dress like cupid and deliver things?"

"No. I don't even get paid for what I do."

"And what do you do?"

"I'm a cupid."

"With those fake wings? I don't think so."

"Do these look fake to you?" He turned, showing off the set of white wings on his back.

You were prepared to say yes when you saw them twitch.

A gasp left you. "How did you do that?"

"They're attached to me?" His response was spoken like a question.

"No." You shook your head, letting out a laugh of disbelief. "You have some sort of mechanism that makes them move."

Jisung wore a confused expression the entire time you spoke. "No."

"I don't understand."

"If you need more proof, I'll let you touch my wings." He turned again, presenting them to you.

They did look real—a little too real.

You apprehensively approached the so-called cupid, holding your hand out until it made contact with the white feathers protruding from his back. He shivered lightly under your touch, feeling the sensation of your fingers ghosting over them.

Now that you were up close, you could clearly see that the wings were coming out of his skin which was exposed due to the way the shirt was made, the fabric draping down low to reveal his (very muscular) upper back.

"Do you believe me now?"

You pulled your hand away, nodding wordlessly, unable to speak.

"I'm sorry if I scared you. You see, I first saw you on Valentines Day and ever since then I've been observing you from right there." He pointed to the metal fire escape just outside the living room window.

What? No. You would've known if someone was watching, especially if they were right outside your window.

"I never saw you."

"Cupids can't be seen unless they want to be. That's how we do our jobs."

Just as you were prepared to question him, he disappeared, causing you to stumble back in surprise.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry!" He reappeared, apologizing profusely. "I just wanted to show some proof."

"Why were you watching me?"

The tips of Jisung's ears tinted pink.

"Well..." He chewed on his bottom lip. "I like you. I just learned that cupids tend to fall for people quickly which is why I couldn't seem to stay away. Once I laid eyes on you, it was like a magnet was pulling me."

This was a lot to process.

"I needed a way to introduce myself and I saw the way you looked at that delivery guy with the flowers on Valentines Day, so I thought a bouquet of roses would be a nice gift."

He was watching you then? Suddenly you felt a little embarrassed.

"I've never received flowers from someone."

"Well, now you have. I would've added a card but I don't know your name."

"It's Y/n."

At last, the pretty girl Jisung had been swooning over had a name.

"Well, Y/n, I'm sorry for startling you. I'll let myself out."

"Don't leave."

He paused.

"You can't just tell me you're a cupid and not expect me to have questions."

A bright grin spread across Jisung's face. "What do you want to know?"

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“You don’t get it do you” Valentine’s Day special

College au❤️Jeno x Reader

|| 🧸Basically, you’re trying to help jeno find a fake girlfriend to invite to his parents dinner next week. He’s been telling them that he has a girlfriend and they decide that they want to meet her on Valentine’s Day. Sounds cute right? But he does have a girlfriend, so you make it your mission to save his dignity. But for some reason he’s being really picky with his decision. Your not sure why?

“She literally perfect for you”

“But She’s not you”

Authors note🎈: HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!! I’m not completely proud of this as a whole, BUT if I add the fact that I only had like a day and a half to do it, it’s not that bad. There so no smut in this, BUT!!! As you know. You can’t just ask 😏. I’m hoping to maybe do something like this for some other members so if you are hoping for a specific member let me know!

[9:32] February 12th

“She’s also a no” jeno says from next to you on his couch. You slouch even more into his chest. “Jeno- this is the 5th girl I showed you. You didn’t even read the profile yet!” You complain.

You and Jeno are currently sitting in his living room looking through [app] profiles of women that had reached out to you. You got together after your run, and he had just got home from practice. You took a shower and told him about your plan to help him find a date for Tuesday. You had gotten closer to him so you can both see your phone screen clearly, and he ended up pulling you into him. Your back pressed against his chest. This would usually look weird to anyone else, considering you two are just friends, it’s natural between you two. It’s normal. Not weird. Not intimate.

“My parents know I wouldn’t date someone with that hair colour” he explains, shrugging it off. His arm that’s around you moves to swipe to the next profile. You slap his hand away and go back. “No no no, she could wear a wig or dye her hair or something” you continue to the profile and looked at the description. It was quiet short. It read:

[hi! I’m Eunchan! Im 22 years old, my birthday is august 4th, 2000. And I love to work out (do yoga) and I work as a creative writer]

You read the profile out loud, and you can feel Jeno shaking his head. “Jeno-“ you begin.

“Yoga? Absolutely not, yoga isn’t working out, it’s expensive stretching” you giggle and roll your eyes. “Jeno, just get her to tell your parents that she lifts weights or something.” You bring your knees up to your chest to make room for his cat as she lays at his feet. he takes a moment to think. “No, I have to get her to wear a wig AND lie to my parents? They would be able to tell she doesn’t lift weights by her build.” You sit up to look at him.

“You are being ridiculo-“

“-realistic” he interrupts and you scoff. You get up from the couch and walk toward the kitchen. “Where are you going!?” He gets up to follow you like a lost puppy. “If we are going to do this all night I’m going to need a drink.” You answer grabbing a glass- two glasses from the cabinet and he looks for some wine. You could faintly hear the kdrama he played from kitchen while he pour the drinks. You lean into the counter and continue looking.

“Oh here! Listen!”

“[hello, my name is minchi-“

“Hello? Who says hello?”

“Jeno shut up and listen..

[hello, my name is minchi, I’m 21 years old. My favorite colour is blue, my favorite smell is mint and I love Naruto]” you look up at him in anticipation. He loves all those things-

“That sounds like a child’s profile, she can’t even describe herself or hobbies proper-“

“Ughhh” you slouch into the counter. Grabbing the glass of wine her poured and took a long sip. He watch you with a smile. “Jeno, the point of finding you a ‘fake girlfriend’ is that it’s not real! It’s one night and she can be anything you want her to be” you explain, making your way back to the couch. Stopping to let another cat walk past you. This is their palace after all. Then take a seat at the sofa. “No they can’t” he mumbles. “Huh?” You look over at him, he’s making his way to you again. “Nothing, but my parent will be able to sniff out a liar, and I don’t want to take my chances with someone who can’t even tell people what she does for a living.” He sits next to you and places his wine on a coster.

You nod in understanding, this must be really important to him, especially since he’s being so picky. “I have an idea!” You turn to him and he gives you his full attention. “How about we pick a couple of girls, and then you can try going on a date with them. Just to see how they can act in person” he looks at you. It almost looks as if he’s examining your features but you shrug it of. “Please? Come on, this is the best way to find out how they can talk with your parents!” You fold your hands together and give him your best puppy eyes. You can’t help but love playing match maker, even if somewhere deep down you feel an unsettling gush of sadness. You push it aside.

He continues to look at you for another moment. And you swear you saw his eyes flicker to your lips once or twice. “Fine. I’ll do it- if your there with me” he leans back at takes his phone out. “What? Why? It would really be considered a date if I’m there” he looks up from his phone to glance at you. “It’s not supposed to be a date, it’s supposed to be an interview” you deadpan at him. “You really are ridiculous” you then pull your phone back up to look through more profiles with him.

•••

It’s currently [1:47] in the morning and you and jeno had ended up in the same position you started in. Except this time you cuddle closer into him and he pulls you as close as possible; complaining that “it’s cold”.

“Ok here, we can add this one too. It says [hi, I’m Hyebin! I work as an interior designer, I love bike rides and jogging. My favorite season is autumn, I also love watching anime and cars, I have a terrible sense of direction and I’m allergic to ca….ts]” your voice was sleepily and almost at a hum. It was music to jeno’s ears. Your head pressed to his chest and your hair smells like rain wood, probably your shampoo.

“What! No, how can you be allergic to cats?”

You laugh at his reaction. “Jen… your allergic to cat, besides, Shes never going to meet your cats, it’ll be fine- you two have everything else in common. I’m adding her” you add the profile and shoot her a text about meeting up tomorrow afternoon for an ‘date’. He didn’t like that you kept calling it that, but he wouldn’t say anything. It began to get quiet. The faint sound of rain hitting the glass. The dimly lit room and the air conditioning was blasting for some reason. The mood felt so cozy and his heart began to race- along with yours.

When you send the text you put your phone down and wiggle to get comfortable under the Blanket he has you two wrapped up in. “You tired?” He asks warping an arm around your frame. “Mm no” you’re already dosing off and he chuckles lightly. “All these girls seem perfect Jen.” You add.

He loved when you’d call him that. It felt so intimate to him. But it wasn’t, it was normal between best friends. Normal. Not weird.

“I don’t like her” he argues, closing his eyes. You can feel him trying to match his breathing with yours. You continue to lull yourself to sleep as jeno begins to rub your back. “She’s literally perfect for you” you whisper. You’re basically asleep now. You mouth open and your body limp, all you weight was on him and he loved it. He loved the feeling you you against him. He loved that fact that you feel safe enough to fall asleep in his arms.

He loved…

You.

“But she’s not you” he replied. He knew you couldn’t hear him, to far gone in sleep to register his words. But he felt a load of weight and worry leave his body when he voiced those words.

They aren’t you.

•••

[6:36pm] February 13th

The next day you met up with Jeno at modern cafe. When you walked through the door your eyes immediately find him. He’s dressed in a buttoned up shirt and slacks. It wasn’t unusual for him to dress like this, but you noticed his hair was given more attention then what your used to. You slide into the booth across from him.

Jeno looked up from his phone to see you smiling at him. Your cheek bones lift and your eyes squint. He can’t help but do the same. “You look nice” he compliments and you smile wider. “Me? Your the one you did your hair all.. fancy” you laugh when he reaches to touch the strains that fall in front if his face.

“Okay! So I’ll be at the table over there..” you begin. “So you know where I am if you need anything. Eunchan is the first to come, she should be here in like five minutes” you show him the texts between you and the other girl he couldn’t care less about. “No, no stay at the booth with me. This isn’t a date remember? It’s just an-“

“-Interview I know, but it’s between you and her. This has nothing to do with me”

It has EVERYTHING to do with you actually.

“I’ll leave…” he threatens, his arms crossing over his chest, and you can see his sleeve stretching to accommodate his arms. “You are such a child! Why can’t you have a 30 minute conversation alone with a women?”

You cross your arms to mimic him, but it only pushes your chest up. And he smirks at you. “If that women is you or my mom, yes. But other then that.. absolutely not” he shakes his head. You narrow your eyes at him, foot taping at the floor as you think. “Fine.” Your tone was sharp. And he can tell your getting frustrated.

How have you not put it together yet!?

[6:58pm]

You quickly slide out of the both and next to him. He watches you move and smiles and you slouch next to him. He absentmindedly leans into you. “You smell good”

It was a simple comment, but it had your heart skipping multiple beats. You clear your throat and sit up. “Thank you… your cologne smells good too…” you don’t look at him, but his eyes are on you. “Just my cologne? Not me?” He chuckles, but when he realizes your eyes are not on his, he followed your line of sight. you nudge him in the arm and squeal. “She’s here! Okay okay, relax!” You take two deep breaths as a beautiful women makes her way towards the table you and Jeno both sit up.

“Hi! You must be Y/n?” She sits down. Her hair was long and light, almost a orange colour, but it looked natural. She was gorgeous, her makeup simple and done to perfection. She sat with confidence and her earrings dangled when she moves her head, you admire her as she greets jeno, missing the words they exchange. She’s so beautiful, prettier then you; you thought. “Hi! Yes I’m y/n and this is Jeno” you gesture toward Gina ms he smiles to her. You can tell she finds him very attractive, and how could you blame her?

“So, I hear your looking for a “girlfriend” for a dinner with your parents?” She asks looking to Jeno. He looks at you then back to her. “Yes, I’m trying to find someone before tomorrow night”

“Valentines day?”

“Yes”

You watch them talk for a couple minutes. The feeling you had been stuffing down seemed to be overflowing.

She is literally perfect. They would look so perfect together. They might even end up getting together for real after the dinner. His parents would probably love her. And Jeno would probably come to you for advice with her all the time. And even if it killed you, you would give it to him because you love him. And if they ever got married- you would be there to cheer him on even if the sight of him placing a ring on another woman would literally kill you. Your best friend Jeno would always talk about how he found the ‘love of his life’ through fake dating. It would be a cute story to tell at parties or celebrations.

The thought of him spending his life with another women made the best of your neck hot. And your head hurt thinking about how he would be an Amazing dad…

Why do you even care!?

Why would him being with another person hurt YOU!? Your his best friend nothing more- But why do you wish it was you sitting across from him? Why do you wish it was you he wanted to bring to meet his parents? Or wishing you could be the one he would put a ring on?

Oh…

You’ve truly been avoiding it, because you didn’t want to face how he makes you feel… but here you are. Lost in thought- bathing in in your feelings. They’ve always been there, but now they are downing you.

You want him.

Like really want him.

Realizing that your not just attracted to him, but you can truly see a future with him.

Him.

Jeno.

Your best friend jeno…

You find yourself fidgeting with your rings while they talk, your brain feels foggy and you can’t bring yourself to look up. You tried to pay attention but your mind would just build with thought of them being together and you felt as if you would throw up.

But you have done it. You have realized that you love Jeno… now what? What do you do now? Say something? Confront him? Be honest?

“….Well this was fun anyway. I’m glad I had the chance to talk to you. And I wish you good luck with your parents” you lift your head to see the different, darker haired women make her way out of the cafe. You then turn to jeno, who’s looking at you. “What the hell happened I spaced out for two minutes!?”

Actually it’s been almost an hour; he thought,

Fifthy three minutes of you spacing out. Something was definitely wrong. he began to worry when he nudged your foot mid conversation, but you didn’t even flinch. Decided he should end it quickly with Hyebin, giving the second women a random excuse as to why she wouldn’t fit.

“She said she was a terrible lair, can’t have her revealing info, ya’know?” he shrugged and slouched down in his seat. “We should order food” he adds before you can scold him. Hoping food will fix whatever headspace your in right now.

You would never say this out loud, but your glad she’s gone. Her presence made you want to jump out if the nearest window and run home- never to be seen again. “Jeno…” he places down the menu to look at you. “Hm?” You finally turn to him. “Why are you being so difficult? Why won’t you pick a girl? It’s so simple, but you seem to care a lot about it” you ask genuinely. He thinks for a moment and you wait patiently.

“I don’t want just anyone meeting my parents. They mean a lot to me, and I don’t need a random women meeting them” he explains, while continuing to look through the menu. “Oh” you nod. Not wanting to ask him too many questions.

You can’t seem to focus on anything. Not when the only thing going through your mind is Jeno.

‘Jeno’

“Yes?” You turn to him when he responds to what you thought… were your thoughts.

What?

“What?”

“You said my name?” He leans in questionably, trying to find your eyes, but you refuse to look at him. “I did?” You turn away from him, grabbing a menu form the table to act like your looking for food.

“You did… are you feeling okay?” He continues to move his head in Front of yours; so you’ll look at him. When you finally do, your heart stops. He is so handsome so beautiful- no, breathtaking. His eyebrows pinch together, you can tell he’s worried. You don’t want him to be worried about you, not right now. “Yes I’m… No actually I’m not feeling well and I should probably get going. You seem to be doing well without me anyway” You place the menu down on the glossy wooden table in front of you and begin to get up.

You stop when Jeno’s hand wraps around you forearm. “Wait, do you want me to come with you? Is it your stomach? I can make you some ramen” He looks desperate and worried. So you put on your best ‘I’m fine’ face and tug your hand away. Your skin felt tingly where he had touched you, and the thought of him making physical contact with you again gave you butterflies. And you can’t think straight. “Nope, I’ll be fine. Your next runner up should be here in like 15 minutes? She’ll text you” his jaw tightened and his brows knitted.

“I don’t want to do this without you” he grabs at your wrist this time. The tension slowly raising with each respons.

What the heck is going on with you?

“Why? What changes whether I’m here or not?” You try to laugh but you can’t. So you just fake a smile. “Y/n please, don’t go. Your hiding something, I’m not stupid” his voice seemed more stern this time. “I’m fine. Text me after- and let me know how it goes” you smile once more before running of.

“Y/n-“

Jeno won’t chase you. He knows he can’t get you to stay and he wouldn’t want to force you, but it doesn’t stop him from trying to call out for you anyway.

[7:46pm]

•••

When you opened the door to your dorm your faced with your roommate Harim and her boyfriend jaemin. They were watching tv on the couch and you smiled to them before turning to your room.

“You okay y/n?”

Harim, is a nice roommate, really! But sometimes she can be a bit nosey. Not it a bad way, she just wants to know how I’m doing. She’s very empathic or whatever. So when she asked that question; you were scared to answer.

“I’m all good, just a little overwhelmed… need to be alone with my thoughts” you wave too her and jaemin. He gives you a look before smiling back. “Okay! If you need anything we are here”

…

You close the door to the bathroom and turn on the faucet. Then you lean against the counter to examine yourself in the mirror.

This is ridiculous…. Why is this such a big deal to you? The feelings have always been there… but now your freaking out like a child because you decided to address them!? You feel so stupid.

Telling him could possibly ruin Everything. That’s what everyone always says in movies… but now you truly understand the feeling.

‘Fuck this is so stupid.’ You thought.

…

When you finally leave your room, after what felt like hours of you contemplating on whether or not you should tell jeno the truth; you walk into an empty living room. Your roommate and Jaemin must have left. So you find yourself on the couch to relax and watch tv. Searching through shows that don’t involve the main character falling in love with her best friend. You end up watching some cheesy old chick flick that you’ve never seen before. You feel your phone buzz, the vibration affecting the rest of the couch. It was jeno, you pick up the phone and open the text.

You didn’t even realize how late it was again. [12:13] have you really been doing absolutely nothing for almost 6 hours!?

Man child

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|| Man child -

Hey, interviews are over

|| Man child -

lm omw. I got takeout

- You ||

Alright!

_____________________________________________

You sit up and look around the living room. You’ve never cared wether or not it was clean before he came over before… so why now?

You spring to your feet and begin picking up plates and some cups to put them in the sink. Busying yourself with cleaning the dorm when you hear a pin being entered into your front door and the sound of the handle clicking. “Y/n?”

“In the kitchen!” You yell out to him while place the last cup on the drying rack. You can smell the food before you even see the bag. When jeno spears from behind the corner you shoot him a smile. He grins at you then places the food on the table. He’s wearing sweatpants and a hoodie now. But he looked just as good as he did at the cafe. “Are you feeling better?” He asks turning to you while leaning on the granite counter.

He’s hoping it’s not awkward after that weird conversation at the cafe. He had wondered what had gotten into you. To busy with that thought to care much about the girl across from him.

“Mhm much better” you examine every inch of him. His face, his hair, his hands. And he watches you space out. “So what got you feeling unwell?” He asks, pushing himself off the counter and slowly nearing towards you. “First, how did the interviews go?” You place the towel you were using to dry your hand in the counter

“No, Why did you leave me?” He insists and you give in. With a big sigh you ready yourself to tell him the truth… tell him what he wants to hear*

“Sorry, I was just feeling a little overstimulated, I’m not sure why” yes the hell you did. “But I just needed some time alone” you continue and he listens with a soft smile.

“Don’t apologize pretty... Did you figure out why you were feeling overwhelmed?” He asks, his hand coming to move hair from your face. The action wasn’t supposed to make you feel the way you did. This is normal between you two… not weird… you aren’t supposed to be this affected.

You are so beautiful; he thought. Your in comfortable clothes now, but he thinks you look ten times better then at the cafe. If he didn’t have half a mind, he would kiss you right now.

“Yeah” you unintentionally lean into his palm when he tucks the hair behind you ear. Your eyes close in the process and he freezes. You looked like a cat, feeding into his touch. He caressed your face while smiling down at you.

“Yeah? … What was it?” He ask, taking his chances and taking a step closer. Your thighs touching his, before he wraps his arms around you, bringing you into a warm hug; which you reciprocate.

“You…”

You didn’t mean to say it, but you didn’t really seem to care what left your mouth when he was holding you. You felt safe.

“Me!?” He tries to pull away but you refuse.

“Please don’t let go” you grip tighter around him. Digging your face into his chest. “I was overwhelming you!?” He asks. His hands stay open, no longer loading into you. Jeno just watches you closely, but you won’t move.

“No, I mean.. it wasn’t anything you did”

“What does that mean? Are you upset with me? Is that why you left?”

“No. Jeno please just hold me for a moment” you finally look up at him. Your eyes pleading him to hug you. How could he refuse. His big arms wrap around you, squeezing you into him further. You can hear his heart beating, faster then normal. He continues to look down at you. He watches you stare at him.

“Jeno?”

“Y/n”

“Can I be the one you bring to meet your parents?” He can’t help but beam at the question. He felt giddy and light. He doesn’t care about anything right now, the only thought in is head is you.

“Finally…” he muttered. You feel like his head is moving closer to yours, but maybe that’s just your mind laying tricks on you.

“Finally? What does that mean? Is that a yes or a no?” You punch your eyebrows together and try your best to keep eye contact with him. “You don’t get it do you?”

“Get what?” You are about to pull away to ask another question, but Jenos hands move from your back to your hips and you can feel your body heat up. “Y/n you are quite oblivious” his head is definitely moving closer to yours. His eyes are stationed on your lips and yours on his. “Jeno?” he getting unbelievably closer, you begin to hold your breath, grabbing his forearms for leverage. “Y/n”

“Are you going to kiss me?” You watch his face closely.

“As soon as you say the words princess”

You let out a sigh and lift your hands to hold his face. “‘The words’” you whisper and he didn’t even get the time to laugh, your lips attached to his immediately. One of his hands come to cup you face. His lips are soft and it feels like a movie. I know it’s sounds cheesy, but the moon was so bright through your windows and the sound of wind could be heard from inside the apartment.

[12:59]

He tries pull away but you won’t allow him. Your lips chase his and he smiles into you. “Y/n”

“Yes?” You look up at him when he pulls away completely. “Your going to be my valentine.” You laugh at his seriousness. “Is that a question?”

“No”

He leans in again to peck a your lips

“Please. Let. Me. Take. You. To. The. Bedroom.” He asks between each kiss. “I haven’t even said it yet jeno”

He pulls away. “Said what?”

“That I like you, and I think that there’s definitely something between us” you joke, bitting your lip, and being as dramatic as possible.

“Congrats… You were the last to realize” he laughs when your face drops.

“Wait- are you serious?” He lets another laugh leave him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day y/n”

[1:01am] February 14th

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morningsunandnightsky · 3 months

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Valentine’s b💋y, 1997

♥︎ Happy Jaehyun day ♥︎

02.14

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vampzity · 3 months

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*:･ﾟ✧*:𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚’𝙨 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

I’ve made a separate master list for you guys so that it’s easier to find each one shot that I update for the Valentine’s Day series! I definitely plan to make more one shot series in the future too! :)

(!): angst (+): fluff (=): suggestive (^): trigger warning (*): smut

𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚’𝙨 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨

𝗛𝗝: 𝗔𝗻 𝗢𝗱𝗲 𝗧𝗼 𝗬𝗼𝘂 (+,!)

idol! Seonghwa x f! reader

You have a date with Hongjoong, but he never shows! Come to find out, it was all an honest mistake and he has a special surprise for you.

𝗦𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘆 𝗩𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗲’𝘀(+)

Seonghwa x gn! reader

When an unexpected snowstorm hits the city of Seoul, it feels as if all your Valentine’s Day reservations are ruined. That is, until you come home to a lovely dinner planned by your beloved Seonghwa.

𝗬𝗛: 𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗠𝘆 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀 (!,+,=)

best friend! Yunho x f! reader

Unlike your typical way of spending Valentine’s Day, you decided to go to a party with your boyfriend, Suho. Things don’t go quite as expected when Yunho has to suddenly come to your rescue. Is this finally the time for him to confess how he feels to you?

𝗬𝗦: 𝗔 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 (+)

idol! Yeosang x gn! reader

It’s your first Valentine’s Day in your 3 year relationship with Yeosang. You decide to bake him a sweet surprise only to come out with a sweet failure. Not to worry though, as Yeosang knows exactly how to make it right. Or so he thought?

𝗦𝗡: 𝗔 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗲 (+,=)

husband! San x f! reader

San loves to sleep on his days off from work. More specifically, sleep with you. So you automatically plan to wake him up with breakfast in bed, or well.. until he was one step ahead of you.

𝗠𝗚: 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗶𝗿 (+,=)

Mingi x f! reader

For Valentine’s Day, you both collectively decide to visit the local fair that happens every February. Mingi always enjoyed the rides, while you enjoyed the delicious fair food. This specific holiday was always special to you two, as you’ve been together for almost 5 years now. Little did you know, Mingi had a shiny surprise for you.

𝗪𝗬: Just Friends? (!, +, =)

ex-boyfriend! Wooyoung x f! reader

You and Wooyoung broke up months ago. It was a horrid one at that. You never wanted to see him again in fact, it was the last thing you thought of. That was until an artic freeze forces that idea to life. You’re sure it’ll be okay, it’s only for 3 days. Plus, you’re over him… right?

𝗝𝗛: 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗦𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲 (+)

Jongho x gn! reader

On this lovely Valentine’s Day, Jongho planned to take you to a fine wine and dine establishment with a live band and all. Although Jongho has been going here every Wednesday, you have yet to see this place at all. The last thing you expected was a surprise show from him.

divider creds: @cafekitsune

A/N: *Descriptions subject to change* I hope you guys enjoy my series! When this is over, I can’t wait to start my unrelated one shots and series ;)

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Dreamcatcher HC’s: Valentine’s Day Plans ❤️

Pairing: Dreamcatcher x GN!Reader

Warnings / Misc. -- Fluff, Suggestive Themes

A/N: Here’s a belated Valentine’s Day post for my favorite girls <3 I hope you all enjoy it! Drink some water and eat something tasty today, everyone.

💖 Happy Reading 🌹

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Jiu

Shows up at your door with a whole bouquet of flowers, dressed to the nines

Her eyes widen cutely and she blushes when she sees the outfit that you've chosen to wear

She manages to recover before you can tease her too much

You pull her into your arms for a hug and she buries her face in your neck, hiding her shyness

She takes you out for dinner at your favorite restaurant, insisting that you order everything your heart desires

She's saved up plenty of money for this special day with you, and she intends to spoil you

You even try a few new dishes that you've been interested in for a while

Also Jiu drinking alcohol???

You almost have to go splash yourself with water, she's just too attractive

After dinner is over, you take a stroll through the city during sunset

(Maybe even grab some dessert from a vendor along the way)

Holding hands and just talking about whatever comes to mind

If you get chilly, she'll open the side of her jacket and wrap it around you, letting you snuggle up against her

When you're on the sidewalk, she insists that you stay on the inside and she walks on the outside, closer to traffic. She's just protective like that <3

So easy going and peaceful

You tell jokes and make her crack up. Her laugh is so healing

You even have a dad joke competition at one point

She wins

Obviously

The sky looks absolutely gorgeous as the sunset progresses, with all the red and orange hues mingling throughout it

You look over to see if Jiu is taking it all in, too, but you're surprised to see that she's already looking back at you with a sweet smile on her face

She'd been like that for the past minute or so, just getting lost in the pretty curve of your smile and the way your eyes light up in precious awe

She really couldn't take her eyes off of you

You're far more beautiful to her than any sunset could ever dream of being

"Sorry, baby. Just got a little distracted." She smiles dorkily, failing miserably at hiding how in love with you she really is

You steal a kiss from her, unable to help yourself

<><><><><><><><>

Sua

You have to work for a few hours in the morning, but your boss lets you leave early and have the rest of the day off

Sua tells you to come to the dorm after you're finished. She has everything waiting and ready for you, so all you have to do is come over, freshen up, and change into a new outfit

For the past few weeks, she's been hyping up a couple's dance class that she booked for the two of you

She's been super excited about it, and it's rubbed off on you

So, really, it's no surprise that your heart skips and stumbles over itself when you arrive at the dorm and she answers the door in her outfit for the night

It's a tight black dress that leaves little to the imagination

It compliments her figure perfectly, and you can't help but look her up and down

Hints of red are threaded throughout the dark material, too, like little speckles of stardust that you have to be close to in order to perceive

Her hair is down and curled, tumbling effortlessly over her shoulders

And her makeup is striking, simply highlighting her natural beauty even more

She gets a little cocky when she sees how affected you are by it all

But you don't even try to hide your desire, and that makes her a little flustered

Once you step inside the dorm, you quickly peek behind her to make sure the girls aren't around. When you determine that the coast is clear, you back her up against the wall and lean in to kiss her

She presses a finger against your lips just before they manage to touch hers

"My lipstick, jagi…"

You grin, redirecting your lips to her jaw instead

She sighs when you kiss it, and her hands reach up to thread in your hair as your kisses move lower

One of her legs hikes up to your waist as she grows more impatient, flexing in order to tether to close to her

But a sudden, distant squeal from Yoohyeon abruptly pulls you out of the moment

"I'd better get ready or we'll be late," you laugh lightly, still pressed up against her. The air between you is charged; she doesn't want you to go, but she knows you're right.

"Make it quick," she warns, with a darkness in her eyes that makes your stomach flip.

You indeed make it quick 🫡

When you're finished getting ready, you find Sua in the living room waiting on you

She has a fairly small, velvet box in her hand

She stands up when she sees you, watching in adoration as you approach her

She sweetly greets you before opening the box

A necklace is inside, and it matches her own

She takes it out and puts it on you, smiling proudly all the while

It looks amazing

Once you've had a sentimental moment and said goodbye to the girls, you head out

The dance class is the perfect mix of sexy and sweet

The atmosphere is super intimate, and Sua keeps you at ease

Even if you make a mistake, it doesn't matter. Everyone is totally focused on their own partner

And tbh Sua is too caught up in the moment to care about a wobbly step or ill-timed spin

She stays close to you, sinking into your strong embrace as your bodies move together

Every movement is sensual and romantic

The eye contact from her, paired with her sexy little smirk?? You barely survive

She teases the hell out of you, flirting the entire time

But she has some mercy and lets you steal a few kisses

You're her whole world, both in that moment and always

And that fact definitely shines through. She's simply enamored

The two of you let go of your stress and enjoy your special time together, falling in love all over again

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Siyeon

With both of your schedules having been chaotic as of late, you decide to stay in and celebrate

When you open your apartment door and welcome her in, she practically falls into your waiting arms and melts into your embrace

Her body is warm against yours, and so so soft. The sweater she decided to wear is one that you bought her recently, and it pleases you to know that it keeps her comfortable and cozy when you can’t be there to do it yourself

She kisses you, incapable of waiting any longer. Her lips are pillowy against your own, ridding you of all your stress. You allow yourself to get lost in her for a moment, reveling in the simple treasure of being loved

She's missed you a lot, and finally being in your presence again is making her so happy

She rubs the tip of her nose against your own when you part for air, and the gesture makes you smile

When you pull away, you discover that she brought along a single rose for you

It’s perfect in every way, and you give her another kiss as you take it from her hands

As you fill a small vase up with water for it, she searches the internet for a recipe that you’ve both been wanting to try out

Once she finds it, you begin to make the dish

Lots of sweet moments as you cook. Tying each other's aprons, taste testing each other's creations, bumping hips, Siyeon putting flour on your nose at one point, etc.

Very pure and adorable

You set the table and light a few candles, and you have a romantic dinner together

Afterwards, when you're just warm and smiley and content (and buzzing a little from the alcohol you had), Siyeon disappears into your room for a brief moment

She comes back out with your guitar and scoots her chair closer to yours

So close that your knees brush against one another as she settles in

Softly, she begins playing. It's a song you've never heard before

And then she sings

It's a song for you, with lyrics so intimate and special that it makes you want to cry

You tear up when you hear the emotion in her voice. Her singing has always been your favorite thing ever because of that, but now it's even more special

Every lyric is a testament to you and the love that you've brought into her life

Once the song concludes, she shyly looks at you and explains, "It's not finished yet, but… I wanted to share."

She's a little taken aback when you surge forward and kiss her, but she recovers quickly and sets the guitar down so she can pull you into her lap

You whisper your gratitude and adoration against her lips, making her feel more loved than you'll ever know

She kisses you deeper, blushing cutely at the feeling of having you so close

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Handong

{Pretend this takes place somewhere that's fairly warm in February}

Shows up at your door looking like a rich CEO

Like actually: fancy pantsuit, sunglasses resting across the bridge of her nose, million dollar smile

You just stand there in awe for a minute, wondering how you got so lucky

"Hi, sweetheart. Miss me?" She grins, taking her glasses off. She hangs them on the collar of her shirt before reaching for your hand.

She brings it up to her lips and plants a kiss against the back of it, leaving behind a lipstick stain

*(gay) panic ensues*

She reaches into her suit pocket and pulls out two small items

They're origami doves, which she spent a long time learning how to craft the night before

One for you, one for her

So that neither of them get lonely, and so she can have a piece of you wherever she is

When you finally snap out of your daze, you blush like a fool and thank her for her efforts, taking the dove she made for you

She kisses you sweetly, whispering against your lips a reassurance of how cute you are and how it was worth every second

The two of you head out of the city, with your destination set on a winery about an hour and a half away

Two weeks ago, when Handong first heard that you had found a new favorite wine but couldn't find it in stores nearby, she scoured the internet in search of it

Turns out that a winery and vineyard in a few cities over makes and sells it there

So, being the smart woman she is, she booked a wine tasting that featured your favorite one and many others

She can't wait to see your reaction

During the drive, her hand is either intertwined with your own or resting on your thigh

You sing along to the radio together

Stealing kisses at red lights

The scenery gets more beautiful the closer you get to the winery. You can see the vineyard in the distance, boasting rows upon rows of vibrant, delicious grapes

The leaves create a sea of green, which the sunlight hits just right

Handong enjoys how intrigued you are; it really lets her know that she made the right decision in planning all of this out

The tasting goes super well

So many delicious wines

You've both definitely discovered even more favorites

When you try one that you both like, you just give each other that look. You don't even have to say anything, you just simply know

Once the tasting is completed, your guide takes you for a tour around the vineyard

It's super interesting to see all of the different varieties

And discovering it all with Handong is the cherry on top

She holds your hand as you walk, sweetly intertwining her fingers with yours

Her other hand rests in her jacket pocket, gently toying with the dove

She's beyond happy, and the the unwavering smile on her face is a testament to that

Everything is going better than she even imagined it could

Your guide picks up on how she looks at you, 110% in love

So they decide to make your trip a little more special

As evening approaches and your tour comes to a close, they gift you a small bottle of the drink of your choice

"For being such good company," they proclaim with a pleased smile, outstretching it to you. "Come back anytime."

You share the same shocked expression as Handong, but they simply laugh

Needless to say, you go ahead and book another tasting and tour for next Valentine's Day before even leaving the place

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Yoohyeon

Yoohyeon is practically the most romantic, old-fashioned love kind of girlfriend to ever live

Weeks before Valentine's Day, she was already making arrangements for the plans she had in mind

It's an art / pottery class that she saw advertised recently, and she's been excited to try it out

And who better to experiment with than the love of her life?

She told you about it to ensure you were on board, too, and when you expressed your excitement for it as well, she tackled you

Like actually

Took you a couple days to recover from the fall

But now, fully healed and eager to spend the day with her, you wait for her to pick you up

She shows up in overalls and a t-shirt, with a flower crown that she made you the night before

She puts it on you and admires how good you look, all while brushing your hair out of your face and adjusting it

You watch her as she does it, grinning to yourself at the concentration on her face and how sweet the whole gesture is

You reach up and take a stray flower from it, tucking it behind her ear

You bring your hand to her cheek afterward and cup it, running your thumb along her soft skin

She squeals and smacks your shoulder when you note the blush rising to her face

Before she can die of embarrassment, she pulls you out of your apartment and towards the car

The class is awesome

The environment is really laid-back and comfortable, and the people there are super down to Earth

You can choose to do a full session of pottery, a full session of painting, or half and half

You choose to do half and half

During the painting portion, you work together to complete a mountain landscape

It turns out surprisingly good, considering it's your first time

Yoohyeon hugs you in celebration when the teacher commends your work

During the pottery portion, she makes you a heart-shaped plate and you make her a heart-shaped mug

Both of you have your fair share of trials and errors along the way, but you laugh together and encourage one another until you manage to succeed

At one point, when you get a little frustrated, she comes over in front of your pottery wheel and places her hands over yours, holding them steady

She helps you re-form the mug from the base up and make the heart shape more obvious

"You're doing so well, Y/N/N," she smiles, warming your heart. "Don't give up."

She looks too adorable for words in her (now dirty) overalls and t-shirt, and as a few strands of her hair fall from the hold of her clip, you feel yourself falling in time with them

Falling for her, all over again

It's such a special memory to have with her, and even as you're living through it you realize it's gonna be one of those things that you'll never forget

On her way back to her station, she stumbles and almost falls into a batch of finished vases

But you catch her at the last second and pull her out of harm's way

If you try hard enough, you can almost hear the vases sighing in relief

But even her moment of embarrassment is endearing, like everything else she does

She calls you her hero for the rest of the night

After the class is over, you go to the wash bins that they have set up and help clean each other off

You end up starting a small water war

But, to be fair, Yooh started it by wiping her hand down your cheek and smearing water all over you

It ends when you splash a cup of water onto the front of her shirt

It blends with the half-dried paint there, almost creating a tie-dye effect

"Yah! Y/N L/N!"

She chases you into the parking lot, grinning despite herself as your laughter bubbles out into the night air

She finally catches you and wraps her arms around you

"There. Now you're stuck with me forever."

"Couldn't wish for anything better," you admit, and kiss her sweetly

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Dami

The girls had invited you over to the dorm the night before Valentine's Day, and you all had a really fun time catching up and hanging out

You fell asleep there, and awoke to an empty bed

Dami left a note on the bedside table for you, explaining that she was out working on some top secret Valentine's Day plans for you

It said to wear something comfortable, and that she'd be back at about three o'clock to pick you up

Intrigued, you get up for the day and freshen up before changing into a cozy outfit of yours that Dami keeps in her closet

The girls are really tight lipped about whatever Dami has in store. Even Yoohyeon manages to refrain from spoiling anything, though there was a close call or two

Dami shows up right on time, with a blindfold in her hand

A skeptical expression pulls at your features, but she simply laughs and kisses your cheek as she slips it over your eyes

The girls (especially Sua) whoop and cheer crudely, making you blindly reach out to shush them

They all bid you goodbye and send you off, telling you to have fun

Dami doesn't let you take the blindfold off the entire trip. Even when she parks the car and comes to help you out, she instructs you to keep it on

She opens your door and unbuckles your belt, making sure to hover just a breath away, taking advantage of the fact that your other senses are heightened

When you carefully lean forward the tiniest bit, seeking her out, she lets her lips press to yours in a tender kiss

Though it’s difficult, she pulls away before things can get too heated and leads you into a building

You ride in an elevator to another floor, and she leads you down a hallway

Once she unlocks a door and brings you inside, she finally takes the blindfold off

Surprisingly, you're standing in the middle of your apartment

"I set up a mini scavenger hunt for you," she explains, smiling. "There are four clues in total, with each one leading to the next. The final one will lead you to your prize."

With your interest now piqued, you play along

The first two clues are simple enough, but the third one stumps you

The slip of paper in your hands reads: "Your home"

You end up asking her for help

She simply unzips her hoodie jacket and glances down

The final note is heart shaped and shaded your favorite color

It's taped to her shirt, right above where her heart is

Your home = her heart

😭

She peels it off and hands it to you, watching your sentimental smile grow in time with her own

You open it and it says to go to the living room

When you do, you find that the entire room is decorated

Heart streamers hanging, two cushions on the floor in front of the coffee table, candles and a full spread of food on the table, a couple stuffed animals, and a "crackling fireplace" video playing on the television

Pictures taken during your fondest memories also dot the room, carefully and strategically displayed to surround you in your happiest moments together as you live through this new one

"My forever valentine," she muses, watching you take everything in. "I can't wait to spend a lifetime adding to this."

<><><><><><><><>

Gahyeon

To be honest, she was freaking out a little bit when the big day rolled around

She wanted it to be absolutely perfect for you, because she's never been so in love with someone before

She doesn't wanna screw anything up

So she gets some advice from the unnies

They tell her that you'll love anything that she gets you, and that you'll be happy no matter how you spend the day as long as it's with her

That puts her at ease, and she starts to make a plan

She comes over to your apartment so the two of you can have the entire day to yourselves without any interruptions

She put together a heart-shaped box of goodies for you, full of your favorite treats and snacks

And she bought you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, making sure to get the prettiest ones

You have dinner together at your place (either take-out or a homemade meal, whichever you prefer)

Then, for the rest of the evening, you have a movie marathon

Lots of cuddling, sneaking kisses here and there

Totally cozy and warm, wrapped up in one another and nestled beneath the blankets

If you watch something scary, she's right there to protect you and hold you, letting you hide away and bury your face in her neck

She also definitely screams like a banshee at times, too

And you worry for a second that the neighbors will call the cops, thinking someone's getting murdered

But thankfully nobody does

You watch a romantic movie to restore the balance again

(Maybe you even make a blanket fort to hide away from the world in)

The entire thing is just what the two of you needed, honestly

Later on, when you decide to take a break from the marathon and grab a drink, you end up getting sidetracked

The night sky is really clear, and the moon is full and bright

You step out onto your patio for a moment to admire it

Gahyeon pads out a minute or so later, having gotten curious when you took too long to return to her

She has a blanket wrapped around her, and as she gives you a back hug she wraps it around you, too

She puts her head on your shoulder and admires the stars with you, beyond happy that out of all the universes and galaxies in existence, you managed to find one another in this one

"Thank you for today, jagi. I love you so much."

She kisses your cheek in reply, letting her lips hover over your soft skin until you turn your head to steal a kiss from them

You can feel her smile against you, squeezing your hips gently as she kisses you again and again

“You’re worth every bit of it.”

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