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lemonietrinket · 4 years

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Bonus ||| Changbin x Tall!Reader

Summary: Just putting up the christmas tree with your short boyfriend Genre: Fluff! Warning(s): None Word Count: 1208 Theme Song: Only You - iKON AN: Another tale from the 6th December prompt from @songi-writes because I had another bit of inspiration

For @idont-knowabrian

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As you were making tea, you heard a quiet whine of exasperation from the living room.

Giving the drinks a final swirl with a spoon, you nudged your head around the door frame, eyes resting upon a blessed sight to see.

There, at the foot of the christmas tree, was the man you loved. Like a gift, he was folded, legs crossed and completely wrapped up in fairy lights. It almost seemed like a conscious decision, but as you watched his fingers plait wires—or was he un-plaiting them?—it became clear that the man was in need of some help.

With his soft cheeks puffed in concentration, pretty eyes narrowed on his fingertips completely, you thought he wouldn’t notice you. As you stepped through the doorway however, your eyes met his as he peered up, uncurling his body and moving his lips from a pout into a smile.

“You ok?” you asked, inclining to lean on the back of the sofa, chin rested on your palm.

“Yeah, I am,” he exhaled gradually, glancing back at the knots in his hands, “totally ok.”

Your eyebrows creased in concern, but you couldn’t really hide your amusement. “How did all of that happen?”

“I guess the person who left it in the attic last didn’t take much care with these lights,” he remarked, picking at a particularly tight knot.

You giggled softly. “Well, do you need any help?”

“No!” he cried, just a bit too quickly. He lost the urgency as he continued, “No, it’s ok. I’ve got this. Is the tea ready?”

You hummed as a yes. “Do you want it now? It’s still a bit too hot for your taste I’d say but...”

“Yes please.”

Nodding, you slipped away from the chair and headed back to the kitchen. As you went, he called after you, “Oh, babe?”

“Yeah?” You popped your head back round the door frame.

“Do you mind fetching the other boxes of decorations from the attic? I think they’re right at the back though.”

“Sure, don’t see why not.”

Bringing him his tea, you rested it on the windowsill above where he was sat. “Don’t get scared!” he teased as you passed back.

You shot him a grin. “Don’t worry, I promise I won’t. Wouldn’t want to entertain you that much.”

He scoffed at that, as you went up the stairs. Taking each step as slowly as you could, you kept your eyes on him until the last second, watching him as he tentatively reached up to take the mug into his hand. As he whispered an ‘ouchie’ when the hot liquid met his tongue, you couldn’t help but snort, “Told you so.” Though you immediately bounded up the rest of the staircase so he couldn’t retort back.

As you brought the boxes down into the living room, you were confronted with Changbin at a different stage in his decoration process each time.

Untangling the lights. Picking up pine needles that had molted from their branches. Beginning to wrap the christmas lights round the tree. Catching the tree as it fell because he pulled the lights round a little too hard.

As you placed the last box on the sofa, you found him with his arms stretched, pivoted on one foot and waving his spread fingers, engaged in an epic battle with the fir. He was trying to wrap the lights around the topmost rung of the christmas tree. Though, his short stature, which was rarely a problem, had reared its head as a nuisance in this avenue.

It wasn’t always easy being taller than your boyfriend. But it was times like these where your extra height became a very handy bonus.

“Bin, let me do this part,” you asserted gently, taking the final line of red and gold from his hands. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

His lips parted to protest but being confronted with you effortlessly swinging the lights and securing them at the back first try really didn’t aid any proposed arguments. “Thanks love,” he sighed, finding relief in that it was done.

“It’s no problem, I’m just glad my height can be nice, even if it is only rarely,” you admitted, returning to the decoration boxes and shifting their lids off to the side.

Changbin’s eyes softened as he noticed the tone in your voice.

That subject had some up many times in conversation, and he was well aware how uncomfortable you were about it sometimes. He wished the world didn’t have to be so cruel: as he always said, it wasn’t your fault, nor was it his—even if he sometimes joked that it was—and that it was only because others had decided their narrative. And just because the two of you didn’t fit that narrative, didn’t mean you were wrong, or had to shy away.

He just wished you didn’t have to take the brunt of it.

He enjoyed the difference though, as deep down he enjoyed being coddled and kept warm and safe with someone bigger. And so what, it was personality that mattered anymore anyway—the way that you gave him inspiration by literally doing so little, the way you teased him and offered him advice, the way you picked him up when he was down. Just because you could also do that literally didn’t mean you were any less. In fact, to him, it made you ten times better.

He wished he knew how to convey that to you.

“Love, your height is more useful than you could ever imagine,” he managed, coming behind you and leaning against your back, arms snaking round your waist. “And I know you don’t see it yet, but just remember that I would be screwed if I didn’t have you here with me. Because you help me reach new heights all the time. Physical and metaphorical.”

You chuckled, twisting your body and shifting his weight so he was now on your front, and you could hold in him return. You revelled in his warmth, something you never understood—how could such a small ball be so warm?—and took in the sight of a contented Changbin, his whole body relaxed, and eyes closed.

You took the opportunity as you saw it, retrieving a finger and booping his nose, which startled him, eyes flicking open. “Hm? What?”

You exhaled blissfully, rubbing shapes on his shoulder as they came into your head, trying to recall what you had aimed to say. “I... yes, do you want to start with the decorations now?”

He shook his head dozily against your chest. It seemed your presence was almost too comforting for him to keep awake.

Pressing your lips gently to his forehead, you tried to usher some energy into his suddenly sleepy state, while also relishing in the hum that it garnered from him.

“Will I get more kisses if I get the tree done now?” he mumbled, eyes slowly opening, blinking to chase away some tiredness as best he could.

You nodded firmly. “Of course, Binnie!”

“Well, then,” he managed to shrug himself off from you, stretching his back as he went, “we’d definitely better get started as soon as possible then.”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly at that. “Sure thing, Bin. Let’s go.”

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AN: Welp, I hope this isn’t shockingly bad. I wrote it while a bit tired tho so idk skskks

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fairietale · 5 years

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WHO WANTS TO TAKE A TOUR THROUGH VIVIANA DELUCA’S MANSION ( in my mind! )

in this post we’ll explore the outdoors and vivaly’s bedroom!

@univurs

let’s start, of course, with the outside of the house: so, i know this is a castle technically and i forget where it is or what it’s called but. . . now it’s the royal manor aka house deluca !!

aaand from the back: you see from the massive balcony up??? yeah, that’s viviana and alyssandra’s room. they get an entire floor to themselves. there’s three floors in total, plus a basement, and there’s a tiny attic above viv and aly’s room that viviana uses to store mementoes and keep her journals from the past thousand years in. only those with deluca blood --- and aly --- can enter. that includes vienna, and the two rose - deluca girls. okay i lied gabriel can also get in but??? he’s gabriel he has access to 10000000% of viviana’s life he’s her soulmate soooo

( but good luck finding the hidden panel she moves it every month. and. sighs. yes there’s a secret panel to a secret room up a flight of freaky stairs. she’s like a fucking supervillian idk. )

and, yes, when you walk out the centre back doors, there’s a covered patio and then a massive pool. here’s some patio details, like the sitting area and the outdoor bar and grill.

and on the other end of the pool, you have a cozy fireplace with some comfy chairs to sit in and roast marshmellows ( or human body parts if you’re viviana deluca ), then on the other side of the pool, there’s a cute little gazebo that’s usually covered in ivy and flowers.

so there’s ( part! ) of the back of the house. but we’re not done yet because we haven’t talked gardens! and the other two back patios omg! in the east wing, through the sliding glass doors that open up the kitchen onto another cozy patio, this one with swing seats.

but this one is special. not just because it opens up into the gardens and the maze:

also because, if you go down the steps on the side of the patio, you’ll find yourself walking down a cobblestone path, with arches of beautiful red and pink roses overhead. and the path ends in the most beautiful white marble gazebo, with ivy and roses curling up the columns. this very gazebo is not just where viviana and alyssandra got married, it’s also where gabriel and jenna tied the knot!

now, let’s go through the front door which opens up to a golden foyer. the giant chandelier always makes it look like everything’s glittering, and there’s a wall - length mirror you can check your make up in on your way upstairs. and, above the chandelier is a beautiful painted glass skylight of birds!

to vivaly’s bedroom, shall we? now, you’re gonna have to stretch your imagination a little bit here because i couldn’t find one photo of what’s close to what i picture the bedroom looks like, so there’s gonna be a couple and a little mix and matching!

okay, so take the first room, and put it in the second room, with the bed / vanity / sitting area ( just take the whole first picture tbh ) going up on the slightly higher level with the two stairs. and take that god awful light and put in another glittering chandelier like the one from the foyer and you have the first part of their room!

okay, now on to painting a picture of the rest of the room. first we have a little dressing area, and both wives get their own vanity ( imagine them more like the ones in the second picture, but side - by side and with cute little seats. not exactly like photo 3, but in that style! )

and they have a cute little desk where viviana does most of her work at nighttime, so she can get things done and still be close to aly. and her desk is right in front of a window, which opens like a door for beast and malvagio to fly in and out as they please ( they both have perches next to her desk, one on each side, just pretend those cabinets aren’t there. ) all the windows in the bedroom open out like that for the birds. and they have one wall that is entirely doors that go out onto their own private balcony that was shown above.

lastly, we have a little sitting area, and viviana begrudgingly added a tv recently. and there are bookshelves like the one in the second picture scattered about the room. ( except they actually have books on them. viviana has SO MANY BOOKS. )

next on our tour is their home spa. they’ve got a sauna, a jacuzzi, a massage table and day beds.

and not only do that have a freaking jacuzzi in there, check out the fourth photo to see part of their balcony! is that another jacuzzi? yes! i cannot believe i’m so jealous right now.

so, i guess it’s time to move on to the bathroom! and there’s not much to say here, you got the double sinks and extremely luxurious bathtub surrounded by windows ( good thing they’re on the top floor lol ) and then you turn around and see a shower that takes up nearly a whole wall. the shower even has two doors. one for viv, and one for aly, i guess? and then a loveseat.

LET’S DO THE FUCKING CLOSET BITCH! I’M EXCITED!

okay, so, who has a two story closet? viviana fucking deluca. it’s as expansive as the first two photos, but the design and architecture are more like the second. you know, luxurious and classy like all of viviana’s house. and then the closet has a little sitting room with a cozy fireplace just in case they get cold while they’re trying on their clothes that i could never afford in a billion years.

and you remember that secret room i was talking about earlier? well, you go up that flight of stairs, find the panel which requires a drop of deluca blood to open, and you’ll find a spiral staircase. you go up that staircase, and you’ll find a cramped room, filled with paintings, with journals lying in piles everywhere and boxes piled high to the ceiling. the rooms a mess, but, then again, it is filled with a thousand years of memories and keepsakes so we can give viviana a break on this one.

PART ONE DONE GUYS! FINALLY! I NEVER THOUGHT I’D SEE THE END!

NEXT WE’LL BE DOING THE GIRL’S ROOM!

#univurs #* about. ❪ viviana deluca. ❫

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realexotrash · 7 years

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Cabin//pt.2

(gif not mine, credit to the owner. Btw this is a good ass gif I applaud you)

genre: smut (not in this part, in later parts), fluff, friend!au, skinny dipping

warning: skinny dipping, graphic smut (again in later parts. in the next part you ask? idk, guess you’ll have to find out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯), Baekhyun is a fuckin tease just like how he is in real life.

length: idk man pretty long

Authors note: I want to thank you all for all the positive responses I’ve received for cabin, it really means a lot because I literally wrote it just to write it and now you guys are messaging me the nicest stuff so thank you. Btw I kind of changed up my writing style in this one, so instead of the huge block paragraphs everything is spaced out a little better. Anyway, here’s cabin pt. 2, enjoy.

(I didn’t really know what to do with pt.2 so I don’t know if I’m entirely happy with it so if you guys wanna leave requests or ideas for later parts in my ask box it would be awesome because I want to see where you guys want me to take this.)

pt: 2 ___

“So I guess it’s just you and me till Friday.”

It was like every cell in your body started to reek havoc. Friday? That’s another 5 days alone with Baekhyun, not to mention that you had literally just watched him touch himself to the thought of you no longer than 5 minutes ago; and now you would have to spend 5 days trying not to attack him.

“That’s 5 days. What are we going to do for food?”

Baekhyun put his phone down onto the island that stood in the middle of the kitchen, “I guess my mom left us $200 in emergency money, so that should be good enough, right?” The last word left his lips a little shaky.

“Yeah that should be fine.” You started to walk towards the window, trying to hide the fact that your face had turned a bright shade of pink.

You heard Baekhyun take a deep inhale in, and then his footsteps heading in your direction until he was standing right beside you, looking out towards the lake and many trees.

“Is… Is that okay?” Baekhyun questions, “Because if it isn’t then I understand, I can call my mom and tell them to come home immed…”

He was cut off by your words “Baekhyun it’s okay, I promise. I could really use 5 days to get away from my mom’s constant dancing and blabbling and my Dad talking about golf literally 24/7” you giggled turning to see that Baekhyun was laughing along too.

“Yeah and my Mom’s terrible songs she makes up when she’s doing random tasks,” he starts to tap the glass of the window “or how my Dad literally falls asleep everywhere that he sits for more than 10 minutes.” the way he laughs is only making you laugh harder, “and don’t even get me started on my brother’s constant ‘I’m an athlete mom, not a housemaid’.” he says in the deepest voice he can possibly manage. He sighs “Let’s just make these next five days fun.“ he says turning to meet your eyes, and once again you find yourself melting by the sight of his smile, it really is your favorite thing about him.

You turn back to the window, "Agreed.”

Baekhyun stops tapping on the window and puts his hand down, accidentally brushing yours. You fight the chill coursing through your body.

You turn on your heel to head to the various cupboards displayed across the kitchen, “well first we have to figure out what were gonna eat for lunch.” You shuffle through the various canned items.

During your search for at least something that could possibly work to eat, you felt Baekhyun’s hands on your hips behind you, you freeze. He looks over your shoulder as if this was an innocent act.

“Why don’t we have some ravioli?” His grip on your hips loosened till they were no more.

“Yeah…” with shaky hands you grab the two cans “…sure.”

Baekhyun takes a seat at the island, “Is everything okay?” He asks with fake confusion in his face, he knew what he was doing.

“Yeah I’m fine. Uh… do you want orange juice or canada dry?”

“Canada dry is good.” He sits up straight. “So about the room situation…”

You turn to face him.

“I think it’s too cold at night for us to… sleep apart.” You flush at his words.

You turn back around so you could finish making the food, “Yeah, it really was freezing last night.”

“I felt like I was gonna get frostbite.”

“Yeah I could tell, you were strangling me.” you laugh.

“YAH at least you were warm!” he smirks, “You were enjoying the sight too.”

You flush. “Shut up!” You throw an ice cube at him from the freezer.

He throws his arms up in defeat, “Okay okay, you were just strangled… totally not staring at me while I slept.”

You had no words. Glaring, you threw another ice cube at him.

“Hey! Stop that!” He laughs covering his body to block further cubes.

You place the Ravioli in front of him, “Your majesty.” You say with a bow.

“Thank you my humble servant.” Baekhyun says returning your bow.

You two sit at the island. “Weren’t we supposed to have PB&J’s?” Baekhyun asks turning to you.

You laugh “I totally forgot.” ___

You find yourself laying on the couch, reading Fahrenheit 451. A pouty Baekhyun enters the room, “y/n I’m bored.” He lifts your legs from the couch and sits, placing them in his lap.

‘This little shit’ was all you could really think.

You sat up, legs still in his lap. “Well what would you like to do?”

He pauses, thinking for a second “Hold on.” Baekhyun takes your legs off his lap and stands, placing them back down on the couch, and heads into your shared room. He returns with his portable speaker and stands with his phone in hand, trying to connect it. Out from the speaker blasts Strawberry Afternoons by Lonely Benson.

He holds out his hand, “Dance with me?” he asks with puppy dog eyes. You sigh, placing your bookmark back in your book and putting it on the table to stand. You take his hand and he starts swinging you, twirling you, and moving all over the cabin with you. You both are laughing as you dance together. Just as Baekhyun goes to twirl you, within an instant both of his feet fly up from beneath him as he lands on his back. You couldn’t contain your laughter and had to get on the floor as you held your stomach, tears streaming from your eyes trying to ask if he was okay through your cackling. Baekhyun groaned but as soon as he saw you he started laughing too. Soon you both were rolling around on the floor laughing so hard it had almost become painful.

“That was” you heave “the funniest thing I’ve seen in a long time.” still on the floor. Your abs and face hurt.

“Shut up.” He smiles, pushing your shoulder.

Brushing some loose strands of hair out of your face You sit up, “What time is it?”

Baekhyun sits up for a brief second to look at the clock on the stove, “2:07am″ he lays back on the floor, massaging his cheeks from the laughter.

You stand, “come on, I wanna show you something.” You put out your hand. Hesitating for only a second, he takes it, allowing you to lead him.

You climb the wooden ladder that leads into the loft, with Baekhyun right behind you “your brother showed this to my sister and I a couple years ago and made us promise not to tell you about it.”

He pouts, “What, why?”

“You were being a quote ‘little asshole’ that day I guess.” You giggle, finally reaching the loft. You head towards the little walk in closet just to the right of the room. Walking inside you look up, a small trap door placed in the middle. You turn to Baekhyun, “give me boost will ya?” Giving him your leg, he cupped his hands and hoisted you up. You grabbed the little latch on the trap door and pulled it down, a wooden staircase falling down with it.

“What the hell” Baekhyun whispered.

You started to go up the stairs, until you climbed into an attic. It was small and smelled of dust and who knows what from over the years. The room was shaped like a triangle with a window to the left and various boxes that covered the floor.

You turned around to see Baekhyun studying the room, “why did you bring me up here?”

As your answer, you opened the window. “You trust me?” he nods, “then come on.”

You climb out of the window. The view is absolutely stunning; the moon shines on the still lake perfectly, and you could see all the lights going down the mountain, lighting up the forest just a bit.

“This is the roof.” Baekhyun states after climbing out the window too.

You nod, “Your brother used to take my sister up here when he had a crush on her Junior year.” You laugh a little, still staring at the scenery around you.

He turns to face you. “What now?”

You sit, and look out, your hands finding the wood beneath you to fiddle with the broken off pieces and Baekhyun takes a seat right next to you, “So tell me about life…” you blink up at him. “You know your favorite things, how life’s going, where you want to travel. You know things like that.” He adds, waiting for some sort of answer.

“Well, life’s pretty good. I’m top 2% at our school and I just got offered a scholarship for Golf from NYC and an Art scholarship from UCLA.”

“Besides focusing on school every second of your life, what do you like to do?” Baekhyun presses. When you look at him, his attention is fully on you, he actually wants to hear about it.

“I don’t know, I uh… I like to draw and paint, and music is sometimes my everything. I really like plants so I care for my garden. And writing, Oh I could write or read, or maybe even both for hours,” you babble “and I really really like to watch movies.”

Baekhyun smiled, “Which movies?”

“I don’t know there’s so many,” You look up at the sky, thinking. “I fall in love with practically every movie I watch. I guess mostly 80′s movies.”

Baekhyun lights up, “Really? Me too!”

You smile at his enthusiasm. “My Dad and I always watch 80′s movies, like hmm… The Karate Kid, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, The Breakfast Club, Rocky 1-a friken million, Full Metal Jacket, Pretty Woman. All those movies.”

“Or The Outsiders, Back to the Future, Pretty in Pink, Ghost Busters, A Christmas Story, The Goonies…” he continues with his eyes closed trying to think. “Oh! or the Princess Bride, Stand By Me.”

“Yes! All those!” You squeal.

Baekhyun smiles and you shiver, half from it being like 15 degrees outside, and from his goddamn smile.

“It’s cold.” You murmur, hugging yourself.

Baekhyun stands, “Hold on, I’ll be right back.” Disappearing into the attic. He reappeared about a minute and a half later with a thick flannel blanket. “It’s the thickest one I could find.” He sits as close to you as he can and wraps the blanket around both of you. You melt into his warmth as you both sit in comfortable silence, looking out at the lake.

“Hey,” Baekhyun breaks the silence. “I just.. Look. I’m sorry for being so mean to you all these years. I know that I was cruel and you don’t have to forgive me, just know that I’m sorry.” He’s looking up at the stars, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Baekhyun,” He looks down at you. “I forgive you. I knew it wasn’t the real you.” You smile sweetly at him, giving him reassuring eyes.

“Thank you.” He says before wrapping his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into a hug. “So what kind of music do you like?” ___

You can see the sky turning different shades of pink and blue, the signs that the sun is about to rise.

“What time is it?” Baekhyun asks, he had his head on your shoulder playing with the fringe at the end of the flannel.

“Erm…” You take your phone out of your pocket. “Approximately 5:43am.” You state, tucking your phone back into it’s previous place.

Baekhyun shifts so he can look at you. “Are you tired?”

“Not really.”

You and Baekhyun had spent hours just talking about life in general, about people, about the world, everything. It was nice to finally see him for him.

“Do you wanna go swimming?”

You look down at him, his head still on your shoulder. “Right now?” he looks at you and nods. “But isn’t the water freezing?”

Baekhyun sits up, “So, it’s freezing all day, what’s the difference? Please please please.” He implored, giving you those puppy eyes again.

You give a long dramatic sigh, “Fine, I guess the sunrise will be beautiful from the water.”

Baekhyun shoots you a toothy grin before grabbing both the blanket and your wrist to drag you downstairs.

As he starts to walk towards the door you stop in confusion, “Wait. Are you not gonna get your trunks?”

Baekhyun turns around, “No” a smirk is played across his face.

Dear god.

You walk out the door and follow Baekhyun as you reach the lake. There’s a small wooden pier that Baekhyun takes you to the end of.

“Do you want to go first?” He asks as you look down at the water.

“Were going in fully clothed?” You ask confused.

Baekhyun looks at you, you watch as his fingers hook underneath the hem of his shirt before he pulls it off. “No, were not going in fully clothed.” And there it is again, that damn smirk that you can’t seem to get away from. Baekhyun continues with his shorts as you watch, frozen. It wasn’t until he was about to pull off his boxers you turn the opposite direction, until you hear a splash. You turn around to see a happy Baekhyun swimming in the light blue water. “Come on y/n, it’s almost sunrise.”

Shit. You start with your shirt, crossing your arms to pull it over your head. You close your eyes praising yourself for deciding to wear a cute bra today. Next you unbuttoned your shorts, pushing them down your legs, kicking them off when they reached your ankles. You turned away from Baekhyun to unhook your bra, letting the straps fall down your arms and then throwing it aside, covering yourself with your right arm. You look behind you to see Baekhyun’s eyes trailing up and down your backside.

“Hey turn around!” You scold, blushing at his intrusion. When he turns around you pull down your panties and try to slowly ease your way into the ice cold water. It was just shallow enough so you could stand, but also deep enough to cover your chest. As you refocus your gaze, you see Baekhyun turned away from you, looking at the pink sun just now peeking out from behind the trees. The sky was a beautiful mixture of pink, purple, and light oranges. You hike up the courage and swim till you’re standing right beside him. Suddenly Baekhyun puts an arm around your bare waist, constricting so that you’re close to him, your entire body heating up with something close to embarrassment. His hand travels up and down your side, feeling your skin beneath his touch. You’ve never experienced anything like this before, his touch, the feeling of his flesh pressed against yours is driving you over the edge. As you look down you can see his cock below the water, inviting you to touch, to taste. Your mouth starts to salivate knowing that he can probably see you just as well as you can see him, making you press your legs together as you remember the way his cock looked in his hands yesterday. You blush at the dirty thoughts that flood your mind, at how hard you’re pressing your thigh together. Just as you thought he was going to make a move, he swims in the opposite direction.

Goddamnit he’s such a tease.

“Ah I’ve never felt so free.” Baekhyun dips his head below the water, wetting his hair. “Y/n, this is the best idea I’ve had in ages.”

You start to swim around too, splashing Baekhyun occasionally when he decides to be an ass. ___

You rush inside going straight to the bathroom so you could peel off your cold wet clothes. You start to panic when you realize you don’t have any extra clothes with you and both towels are currently in the wash.

“Baekhyun.” You peek your head out from behind the door.

He comes out of the room and stands in the hallway, laughing lightly at your appearance.

“Can you bring me some clothes?” You ask trying as hard as you possibly could to not let him catch a glimpse of your body behind the door.

Baekhyun smiles a mischievous smile. “Sure.” He heads into the room and you could feel his smile radiating through you as he entered the hallway and gave you the small wad of clothes in his hand.

“Thanks.” You say high pitched and fast as you close the door almost too fast. When you unravel the wad of clothes you see that it’s just a large white plain t-shirt and a pair of pink panties. “Are you fucking kidding me.” you whisper to yourself. But its all you’ve got, so you put them on, tugging down the hem of the shirt as you walk out of the bathroom.

When you walk into the room Baekhyun is laying down on the bed, scrolling through something on his phone. When he looks up at you he smiles and opens his arms for you to come and lay down next to him, “C’mon, let’s at least get a couple hours of sleep.” You smile, crossing the room to crawl into bed with him, forgetting entirely about your lack of clothing. Baekhyun wraps his arms and legs around you just as he did the previous night, and you found yourself falling asleep faster than you had anticipated. ___

You wake up to an empty bed. Grabbing your phone from your nightstand you read 12:57pm. You stretch your limbs and think about the events that took place yesterday and this morning. It’s so crazy how literally a couple days ago Baekhyun was just the guy that hated you, that always made it certain that he didn’t care for you, the guy that you avoided to spare your own feelings.

You’re knocked out of your thoughts by a couple noises coming from the kitchen. You unwrap yourself from all the blankets and go to your suitcase to look for some shorts and a clean bra to put on. When you’re finished dressing you head out to the kitchen where you see Baekhyun sitting peacefully playing on his laptop at the dining room table.

He looks up to see you standing there “hey.” he says, standing to walk towards you. As he reaches you he places both hands on your waist and looks down at you, your face beet red as you stare up at him. Jesus Christ, what’s with him always grabbing your waist if he’s not gonna do anything further.

He smirks and lets go of you, walking into the kitchen to open up the fridge. He pulls out a Canada Dry and a string cheese. Still smirking he turns to face you. “You know you sleep talk.” ________________________________________________________________

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what if you answered ALL the iconic 80s song asks

well anon i’d say you are a life saver cause i am forcefully trying to Ocuppy My Treacherous Mind away from bad things so for that bless you and your pets and their descendants

billie jean: what do you notice more in a song - the drums or bassline?

the bassline i’m all bout that bass a slut for thick powerful and dirty basslines

sweet dreams (are made of this): what’s the best dream you’ve had?

i was climbing one of those impossibly shaped staircase thingies you know the kind that seemingly go on for ever with my best friend and when i realised we weren’t getting higher i just stopped and looked at him and we both started laughing so hard i woke up still laughing and couldn’t stop for like 10 mins

africa: favourite 80s music video?

i’m not big on music videos but david bowie and mick jagger’s vid of their cover of Dancing in the Street is Something Else

every breath you take: who’s the first person your mind goes to when you hear a love song?

uh i generally feel for / think of the inner characters of the song like it was a tiny story someone was telling me and i get to create who it’s talking about so yeah

should i stay or should i go: how many languages do you speak?

2 fluently 1 kinda ok 2 i got basics

uptown girl: what’s your favourite book trope?

non-linear narration where you finally manage to piece together the intrigue but there’s a Major Twist and everything makes much more sense when it’s upside-down

don’t stop believin’: what’s the longest journey you’ve been on?

this life i think the time i did a tour of europe with friends for 2-3 weeks but if you mean in hours to get there the time i went to Chile to see my family and the plane ride was something like 13h

i wanna dance with somebody (who loves me): who was the last person you danced with?

my best friend in the back of a car this morning while a friend drove us to Versailles

maneater: where did you spend your last friday night?

getting drunk at a bar and then ending up in a skeevy bar and then going home to put my roomate and friend to bed

jessie’s girl: what would you do if you found out your best friend was seeing your ex?

lmaoooooo my bff would rip her in 0.2 secs but ok i guess i’d be very very upset confront my best friend try to be comprehensive and kind but something would be broken because i’d feel betrayed and hurt and eventually we’d drift apart and i’d probably hope they’ll break up so i can get my best friend back cause i’m that petty and just hope for my sweet sweet friend to come back to me and it would be oh so horribly lonely and wow i made myself sad well done

born in the u.s.a.: what’s your home town like?

big n famous nd full of life and unexpected things and a bit too far from the sea but oh so gorgeous in the rain and under the sun go on take a wild guess what it is

wake me up before you go-go: how did your last date go?

good i guess he just came over it wasn’t much of a date really idk

girls just want to have fun: relationship with your parents?

with my mother things can get complicated in half a second but i know she loves me and i love her and sometimes she’s terrible sometimes she’s amazing and i deal with it aaaaaand with my father well it’s not bad but it’s almost nonexistent mostly by my fault so yeah it better be somewhat positive at least

beat it: opinions on the police force?

Not To Be Trusted

never gonna give you up: how old were you when you joined the internet?

14 or something i think? mostly through stuff my brother showed me

faith: when was your first kiss?

lmao at like 4 or 5 under the slides for just a lil peck on the lips and a real ass frenching at maybe 13

i’m so excited: where was your first kiss?

either under the slides or on my mother’s couch but the real important kiss here is my first gay kiss in my friend’s room and tbh i still think of this room next to the attic with a window on the roof where we went to smoke cigarettes on

take on me: could you reach the high note?

lol no but believe me i’ll try every fucking time

footloose: favourite musical?

The Rocky Horror Picture Show

9 to 5: do you like country music?

nah not really at all no

back in black: what makes a good rock song?

a badass rythm section that goes above and beyond a guitar solo that avoids the trap of cheesiness and an energy or passion rabid enough to tear out a whole stadium

material girl: are you sentimental?

i am so soft and ridiculous but i hide it well

walk this way: what was the most expensive thing you bought in the last six months?

a roger waters ticket for his show here in June IVE BEEN BROKE EVER SINCE BUT BITCH IM SEEING THE TALL LAD

you shook me all night long: are you seeing anyone at the moment?

yes but hahahahahaha i feel really shitty regarding this rn it might pass i hope it will nd im just overthinking it hahahahahahah fuck me

thriller: favourite film genre and why?

i guess slightly surreal ones like borderline psychologic/fantastic if that makes sense to you

i want candy: chocolate or sweets?

hhhhhhhhhhhhh i wanna say sweets but the ones covered in chocolate

ghostbusters: how far do you believe in the paranormal?

already answered 😎👉👉

the power of love: does true love exist?

how else would you explain the feeling in your chest when you see your pet peacefully dozing off on your stomach

hungry like the wolf: what’s your crush’s favourite music genre?

the One i Date is into really hardcore metal shit like Slipknot

walk like an egyptian: favourite song currently in the charts?

........i suck at keeping up with what’s in the charts and i hardly ever remember the names of songs i like on the radio srry

(i’ve had) the time of my life: if you could relive any ten minutes of your life, what would you relive?

the first time i ever saw Patti Smith at a festival i wasn’t that much into her at the time and i wish i had been more focused in hindsight

just can’t get enough: what’s your guilty pleasure?

i indulge too much to have guilty pleasures

i’m gonna be (500 miles): how far apart do you and your best friend live?

rn one is literally in the next room and the other roughly 1h by train/metro

you spin me round (like a record): favourite modern cover of an older song?

i genuinely can’t think of any rn

we built this city: if you were president, what would your first ruling be?

draft a new constitution with humans at the core of the preoccupations rather than international weight or money for starters

how will i know: do you believe everyone is deserving of love?

i think everyone have been loved at least once it’s not really something you deserve or control

nothing’s gonna stop us now: what’s been the biggest hurdle you’ve faced in your life so far?

the word hurdle a shitty health and people most close to me reacting badly to it and some family crap that took its toll on me for a few years

come on eileen: have you ever written a song? if so, what was the genre?

once or twice mostly ballads half inspired by the smiths half by pink floyd it was.....Not Good

living on a prayer: which was the song of your childhood?

Joe Dassin Siffler Sur la Colline

sweet child o’ mine: describe your perfect first date.

just lots of laughter and a good bottle of wine honestly it’s the person that makes a perfect date

don’t you (forget about me): is there anyone from your past that you regret cutting ties with?

yes but it wasn’t as much cutting ties as letting the relationship dies because i suck like that

eye of the tiger: favourite 80s movie?

The Blues Brothers

under pressure: give an example of a world event that occurred the year you were born.

Diana died

with or without you: what would you value most: a relationship or a job?

i really really really hope i’ll never have to ask myself this question (provided both are good healthy and fulfilling ofc)

another one bites the dust: where did you achieve your biggest accomplishment?

in England probably i mean i fucking survived there and then managed to have some of the best times of my life i find myself pretty badass there tbh

pour some sugar on me: turn ons?

hands neck plump lips nd a pretty smile and a touch of leather

in the air tonight: do you enjoy flying?

point me at the sky nd tell it flyyyyyyyyyyyy

tainted love: thoughts on synthesisers/electronic drum kits/technology based music?

why the fuck not it’s like most genres there are good things and bad things it’s not usually my jam tho

like a virgin: share a controversial opinion.

i think Oasis was Bad and a Mistake

karma chameleon: what do you like most about your appearance?

i can’t see it most of the time

thanks a lot anon u are a godsend may you have all your favourite foods all week long 🐰

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