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mystic-hyuck · 1 year

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safe place (k.gv)

pairing - kim gyuvin x GN! reader

genre - hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

warnings - allusions to depression, anxiety and stress (but lots of comforting gyuvin!)

w/c - 1149

a/n - first zb1 fic! I'm sorry comfort fics are all I know how to write I hope you guys like these kinds of drabbles and are able to seek some sort of comfort from them <3

You'd been struggling for a while lately, and Gyuvin had noticed. Attentive as always, he had noticed these episodes throughout the years you had been dating, and always tried to comfort you as much as he could. But it hadn't really gotten this bad before.

You felt so useless. You had so much you had to get done, assignments to finish, work to do. But it was always such a struggle to find motivation to do it. The vicious cycle of sitting down to do something before deciding it was too much and distracting yourself from it was one you knew far too well. It sent you into a spiral, feeling guilty and helpless, knowing the looming tasks over your head would send you into a fit of panic sometime in the future, even though it was well inside your control to prevent it.

Eventually you shut the world out, everything becoming too overwhelming and hard to handle to think about it anymore. You hadn't texted Gyuvin for quite a few days, and he felt bad he hadn't had the chance to visit due to his packed schedule, especially after you left his calls unanswered. He was becoming worried, your lack of contact a growing cause for concern as the days went by.

The moment he had spare time on his hands he didn't hesitate in driving straight to your apartment, wanting nothing more than to hold you in his arms. He drives over, using the key you gave him to let himself inside.

"Y/N?" The lights were off, unusual for 9pm, but not the most worrying thing. His brow furrows, however, at the mountain of dirty dishes stacked by your sink, and the general disarray your apartment was in. If there was one thing you hated, it was your living space being disorganised.

He walks down the hallway towards your room, gently knocking on your door to alert you of his presence. He hears the quiet rustling of sheets before light flooded the gap beneath your door. Your door opens slightly, your shocked expression peeking through as you see your boyfriend standing there.

"Gyuvin?" He smiles softly, stepping into your room as he takes your hand in his.

You turn your head away from him slightly, and he notices the way you wipe some stray tears from your eyes with your free hand, which were slightly red from crying.

He frowns some more, his hand coming to cup your face to get you to face him. "I'm so sorry I haven't been able to come over sooner. I've missed you so much."

You smile, and although you try your best, you know it doesn't quite reach your eyes. You suppress the tears that attempt to bubble up at his statement, resting your hand on top of his. "It's okay, Binnie. I know you've been busy with practice, and I'm really proud of how dedicated you are."

He couldn't help the adoring smile that crossed his face at your words. "Even when you're upset you're still my biggest supporter."

"Upset?"

His thumb strokes your cheek. "I've been worried about you. You haven't been answering my texts-"

You look at the floor. "I'm sorr-"

He lifts your chin gently. "Which is fine, but I can tell something else is going on too. Just- just please don't try to hide it from me. You've gone through so much on your own, please rely on me for a little bit. I want nothing more than to be here for you."

Your lip trembles, the dam you were putting up not holding back the tears any more. You cover your face in embarrassment, apologising frantically as you step back from Gyuvin.

His heart shatters at the way you try to keep your composed façade up for as long as possible. He wanted to be a comfortable space for you to reveal your true feelings to him at all time.

He takes your arm, scanning your face for any sort of discomfort at the touch before pulling you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly. "Please, Y/N. Don't keep it all to yourself. You're allowed to be sad for as long as you need to be around me."

Your body begins to shake with sobs as you clench the material of his hoodie to ground yourself, concentrating on the way Gyuvin slowly rubs your back, allowing you to cry as much as you want. Once you've calmed down a bit, he leads you over to the bed, letting you lay down on his chest as he strokes your hair softly, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"I'm so tired, Binnie." He hums understandingly, listening to every word you say. "It feels like I can't get anything done so I have no reason to be this tired, but I'm exhausted."

"It's okay to be tired, you work so hard."

"But I don't, I put everything off until the last minute and even then I don't put in enough effort. It doesn't feel worth it anymore when there are others who put in so much work and deserve so much more."

He thinks in silence for a moment, before drawing you closer to him, tucking your head under his. "You're too harsh on yourself, Y/N. I wish you could see what I see in you. Even when you're feeling like this, you never fail to get up in the morning. To try and be strong even when you feel everything but. I'm so proud of you, and I'm so grateful you do. But you know, it's okay to not be strong sometimes. Feeling like this, and letting yourself be vulnerable to me at the very least will never be a sign of weakness. The fact you've put these walls up for so long is a sign of strength."

Your heart aches at his words as you feel the tears start again, taking his hand in yours. "Just remember, no matter what, you're Y/N. Nothing could change how talented, kind and brave you are, especially not this."

You meet his eyes, and find nothing but adoration and reassurance in them. Nothing was more comforting than Gyuvin. "I love you, Binnie."

He grins, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. "I love you more. Please call me whenever you're feeling like this and I'm not around. I will never not want to be here for you, and I'm so sorry I've been stuck at practice. I'll try to visit more."

You lean up to press a chaste kiss to his lips. "It's okay. I'm grateful for your visits no matter what."

As he tucked the both of you under a pile of fluffy blankets, putting on your favourite movie after claiming 'schoolwork poisons the mind', you came to one important realisation. Gyuvin really was your safe place, and you wanted to stay in his arms forever.

#kim gyuvin #gyuvin x reader #kim gyuvin x reader #zerobaseone #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 #zb1 x reader #hurt/comfort #tw: depressive episode #tw: anxiety #fluff #angst #zerobaseone hurt/comfort

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matthyeu · 1 year

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after a long day ― ot9.

pairing ⇢ ot9!zb1 x gn!reader

genre ⇢ hurt/comfort

warnings ⇢ light swearing

synopsis ⇢ after a long and stressful day, sometimes all you need is your boy.

#🐨 ― matthyeu #zerobaseone #zb1 #kim jiwoong #zhang hao #sung hanbin #seok matthew #kim taerae #shen ricky #kim gyuvin #park gunwook #han yujin #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 x reader #hurt/comfort #zerobaseone imagines #zb1 texts #zb1 drabbles

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angelmatthew · 6 months

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₊˚.༄ ginger tea - sung hanbin

this is very self indulgent because i was sick last week too :(( i can never keep sickfics short and sweet because i'm a sucker for whump, this is very soft whump though ! my writing's still a bit rusty but it's getting better (i hope). also, i'm still not sure about the layout for my posts so i'm trying out different things, i'll stick to one layout eventually!

🖇️request

↬hanbin x gn!reader ↬2054 words ↬fluff, soft angst, one shot ↬tw: mentions of vomit, a little bit whumpy, not proofread

your muscles were aching, your head pounding like a bass drum and you could barely breathe with your stuffy nose. you had to be in class in an hour but getting out of bed was a daunting mission.

you rolled over, clinging to the warmth of your bed, hoping a few more minutes might work a magic fix. and, before you knew it, you were out like a light.

you’re woken up two hours later by the sound of your phone ringing.

"hey, where are you sweetheart?" you picked up the phone without even checking the caller. once you recognize the familiar voice, you immediately snap into a sitting position, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

"oh my god, bin, i’m so sorry i overslept," you confess. you hear background chatter and figure hanbin is already at the coffee shop for your study date. he promised to help you with your finals, despite his busy schedule.

hanbin's voice carries genuine concern. "it’s okay, your voice sounds tired, are you feeling alright?"

“i’m okay," you hesitantly admit, "just feeling a bit under the weather. i'm so sorry for making you wait."

you downplay your ailment, though you can never fully deceive hanbin; his perceptive nature sees through your attempt to minimize the situation. the guilt starts settles in.

"It’s alright, i'm coming over," he reassures you with his signature comforting tone. there's not a single trace of annoyance in his voice, even though he's been patiently waiting for you for the past thirty minutes.

"no! it's okay. I know you're busy, and you made time for me to help with studying, and—" you start to babble, but hanbin interrupts with a soft chuckle.

"my schedule's never too packed for you. plus, it gives me an excuse to escape practice." he speaks in that sing-songy voice you adore, prompting a genuine smile from you.

"well, in that case, i'm glad i could rescue you from the clutches of boredom."

he laughs, "exactly. I’m bringing some medication, tea and cuddles."

true to his word, a few minutes later, there's a gentle knock on your door. you’re greeted with a bear hug and whisker dimples.

“how are you feeling beautiful ?” you can't help but grimace at the pet name, your hair's a mess, you’re pretty sure there’s a toothpaste stain on your sweatshirt, and the fever's turned you into a bit of a sweat machine.

"i look awful," you grumble, stealing a quick glance at your reflection in the small corridor mirror. hanbin's eyebrows furrow, he's quick to interrupt your self-critique.

"you always look beautiful to me," he adds, a reassuring smile accompanying his words. he then, presses his palm against your forehead, seamlessly slipping into concerned-mom-mode. his eyes pop wide, and his lips pull a total 'o' move – the classic hanbin surprise face.

"you're burning up!" he exclaims, guiding you to the couch with a gentle urgency, concerned that standing might tire you out even more. your dizziness was palpable; even reaching the front door felt like a monumental effort.

"did you eat something since this morning?" hanbin questions while putting the grocery bags on the kitchen island, his focus shifting to the small pharmacy bag.

"no, i felt too nauseous," you admit, your voice laced with a hint of shame.

he pauses, worry etched across his features, but he swiftly transforms it into a warm beam, the last thing he wants is to make you feel bad. "no worries, love. let's get you cozy first,"

he disappears into your room, returning with a fluffy blanket and a pile of cushions. he arranges the cushions, making sure they cradle you just right. the blanket, soft and inviting, is draped over you, and he tucks its edges gently, creating a cozy nest.

you can't help but admire his simple yet caring gestures. there's a warmth in his eyes, a quiet assurance that makes you feel secure.

"better?" he asks, his eyes searching yours for any sign of discomfort.

“yes, thanks bin, you're an angel” you grab his hand, trying to convey your appreciation as best as you can — can’t risk a kiss in your current state. hanbin takes your hand in his, and kisses each of your knuckles softly, you feel like your heart might explode. in moments like these, you wonder how you got this lucky.

“no need to thank me, now, you need to take your medication…" he makes his way to the kitchen and rummages through the grocery bags, revealing an array of medicine.

he hands you a cup of water along with a few pills and another cup filled with a suspiciously white liquid. "i know it looks like a lot, but the pharmacist promised it should work wonders,"

you nod reluctantly, eyeing the medicine-filled cup. you take a sip of the chalky liquid, the taste makes your face scrunch up in immediate disgust.

"ugh, it's gross," you whine, hanbin chuckles at your distaste.

"you did it! now, the water to wash away the icky aftertaste," he hands you the water with an encouraging smile. "bottoms up!”

you manage a small grin, appreciating his encouragement, and with a final gulp, you conquer the medicine ordeal.

"now, about the nausea, how about a little snack, you can’t take more medicine on an empty stomach" hanbin suggests, you manage a weak nod, grateful for his attention. as he heads back to the kitchen, you can't shake the lingering discomfort; the idea of ingesting any food makes you feel even more nauseous but you don’t want to discourage your boyfriend.

he returns with a plate of crackers and slices of apple, “you don’t have to finish it all,” he hands you the fork with an encouraging nod then turns on the TV and puts on your comfort show, in the hopes that having distraction will make it easier for your stomach to handle the meal.

hanbin watches you eat with a mix of hope and concern, his eyes searching for signs of improvement. after a few bites, your stomach rumbles, and you reluctantly set down your fork. he doesn't want to force you to eat but on the other hand that the lack of nutrition might make you feel worse.

"just one more bite, okay?" hanbin insists, his voice soft. instead of waiting for your response, he picks up a piece of apple and brings it to your lips, offering it with a reassuring smile. "small bites. we'll take it slow."

you take a deep breath before taking another miniscule bite, but as hanbin's hopeful gaze meets yours, the nausea suddenly intensifies. without warning, you get up abruptly, rushing to the bathroom as your stomach rebels. your boyfriend follows, concern etched on his face. you wish he didn’t but he holds your hair gently as you vomit, the sound echoing in the small space.

“i'm so sorry," each retch is accompanied by a twinge of shame, intensified by the fact that fever has left you a bit delirious. you can't help but shed a few tears. yet, through it all, hanbin remains unwaveringly calm and gentle, rubbing your back soothingly.

"shh, it's okay” he repeats, his voice a steady anchor in the storm. he stays by your side, offering comfort as you navigate through this less-than-pleasant moment. as you finish, he helps you rinse your mouth, his touch gentle against the fatigue and fever.

guiding you back to the living room, he reassures, "take your time," and tucks you under the blanket. "if you're not up for eating, we can try again later."

you stare at his expression, he looks even more concerned than before, and you're not sure why but an odd inclination to cry takes hold. maybe it's because hanbin is right here, taking care of you, even handling the less glamorous parts without seeming annoyed or bothered in the slighest. your thoughts became a muddled blend of exhaustion, an overwhelming swell of gratitude, and an uneasy undercurrent of guilt,

as you struggled to fend off the fever-induced haze in your mind, you hadn't noticed hanbin quietly settling beside you, extending a glass of water. "small sips,"

you accept the glass, your body still tense from the earlier ordeal. "i'm sorry," you repeat while trying to supress the sob that threatens to escape your lips.

"hey, don't be sorry," he says, wiping away a tear with a tenderness that melts the tension, his thumb gently caressing your cheek. "i'm the one who made you eat when you didn't feel like it. we'll take it one step at a time, okay?" his soothing voice intensifies your emotions, and you find yourself shedding a few more tears, feeling extra awful with your scratchy throat and stuffy nose.

being the empath that he is, hanbin seems on the brink of tears himself, but he doesn't succumb. instead, he gently rubs your back and strokes your hair, humming your favorite songs in an attempt to help you calm down.

"think you need some sleep," he whispers after a few minutes. you nod weakly, and he helps you shift into a more comfortable position, fluffing the pillows and adjusting the blankets.

"anything hurting?" he asks while tucking you in, his fingers gently ensuring the edges of the blankets cocoon you snugly.

"my whole body is aching," you murmur, the exhaustion evident in your voice. moments later, hanbin returns from the kitched with warm heat packs, their comforting weight carefully arranged on your body. as he tends to you, the furrow on his brow and his careful, deliberate movements betray the emotional toll it takes on him to witness you in discomfort. he refrains from asking more questions, not wanting to exhaust you or burden you; he still feels a bit guilty from the ealier nausea ordeal.

before he even gets the chance to check on you again, you've already drifted off to sleep. when you slowly open your eyes two hours later, hanbin is still hovering over you, changing the wet cloth on your forehead with a fresh, cool one.

"hey sleepyhead, feeling better?" he asks, gently stroking your cheek. you nod slowly, his cool hand soothing your warm face.

now that your mind is clearer and the fever has gone down, you feel the shame settle in — you've never been this vulnerable in front of hanbin, you know he doesn't mind taking care of you but you feel sorry nonetheless.

"thank you again, for taking care of me, i was a complete mess earlier," you shyly blurt out.

"it's what i'm here for my love," in response, he graces you with that infectious smile, reminiscent of fluffy clouds and blooming spring flowers.

hanbin leaves your side momentarily but returns with a steaming mug of ginger tea, its comforting aroma filling the room.

"here, this might help you feel even better," he says, handing you the mug. the warmth of the tea and his comforting presence start to chase away the stiffness in your body.

hanbin settles down beside you, wrapping his arms around you in a gentle embrace.

"You know," he starts with a mischievous glint in his eye, "you owe me. i've been exposed to your germs," you chuckle and hanbin's relieved to see you laugh.

"i don't mind as long as I get to cuddle you like this," you say, sinking deeper into the embrace.

"even when I'm all sweaty?"

"you did it for me, i don't see why i wouldn't do it for you," you say, your tone light but filled with genuine affection.

hanbin seems a bit taken aback by your response. even though he spends his time taking care of the people around him, accepting the same level of care from others has always been a bit challenging for him. it's as if he fears it might compromise his dependable attitude. however, ever since you started dating, he's been gradually getting used to the idea and the same goes for you — taking care of each other even in the messiest moments felt more natural.

"you've got yourself a deal. just promise you won't judge the sweaty, sickly version of me too harshly."

you playfully roll your eyes, "bring it on, i'm ready for it warts and all,"

with a smirk, he leans in, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. "i'll hold you to that."

#ꔫ˚｡angel ˚｡ꔫ writes #sung hanbin x reader #sung hanbin #fluff #zb1 #kim jiwoong #park gunwook #zb1 drabbbles #zb1 imagines #kim gyuvin #zb1 x reader #seok matthew #kpop imagines #whump #sickfic #sung hanbin fluff #zerobaseone #light angst #hurt/comfort

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purerehua · 7 months

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im so sorry i could find any kind of a request rules thing anywhere so feel free tk just ignore this if need be but could you write for gunwook where him and reader nearly break up but it has a happy ending💘💘

inlove with a ghost

pairing ⇆ zb1 park gunwook x reader

genre ⇆ angst ; hurt with comfort ; non-idol au ; near breakup

wc ⇆ 1.3k

cw ⇆ i'm not that good at angst read at own risk, cursing, wook is not rlly a good bf oops, but he could be!!

two hours.

two hours have passed since gunwook promised he was on his way, and fifteen more minutes since you've sent three follow up messages asking where he is. you are currently debating washing your face and changing back into sweatpants as it seems like your boyfriend had no intention of showing up.

the initial plan was for gunwook to pick you up at your place around four, you two would walk around, and decide on a place to eat afterward. and this will be the first time you'd see him in person after two long weeks of his busy schedule taking up most of his time.

that is if he even shows up.

you're giving him another five minutes. another five minutes and you swear if he isnt here by then you're changing into sweats and taking a nap.

a minute goes by, another,, another,,, another,,,,

four minutes should've been enough.

in a huff you dejectedly slip off your nice shoes that you happened to clean just for today, the purse that you literally never wear on a normal occasion, and the hairclips you dug through your accessory drawer to find. you throw all three somewhere around the room hapzardly, not wanting to see the evidence of your efforts to look presentable for the date anymore.

ten minutes have passed since then, and true to the internal promise you made to yourself, there you lay. face first on your bed, softly sobbing into the pillow.

a click alerts you and causes you to sit up, and you find gunwook at the entrance to your room holding your shoes, hairclips, and purse.

"y/n?"

silence.

you turn away from him, then a beat passes and you feel the bed dip under his weight and the sheets rustle quietly.

"y/n." he tries again, softer this time. and you can basically hear the apology in the way he says your name.

"don't say sorry gunwook, i know you are." you mumble quietly.

gunwook apparently has nothing to say to that as he doesn't respond, and if you weren't so hurt right now you'd get up to get a look at his face. wanting to see what emotions would plague it. would his eyebrows pinch together? would the corners of his lips tremble downwards ever so slightly?

you sigh as you speak the next words. "i think we should call it."

"...what do you mean? call what?"

"this. our relationship."

you finally situate yourself to face him properly, and you were so spot on with his facial expression you scared yourself with how well you knew him.

"what? y/n i—"

a breath. he takes a breath, to calm himself you'd guess.

"y/n. don't say things like that, okay? i'm so so sorry. i'll make it up to you i swear."

"thirteen."

"what?"

"thirteen times, you've done this."

gunwook finally understands and mutters under his breath, cursing at himself and squeezing his eyes shut before groaning.

"shit, y/n. i didn't know."

"thirteen times i've asked to see you and you were either late or bailed on me. gunwook i'm your partner. i shouldn't need to have to make appointments just to see you!"

"y/n, i'm busy... you know that. it's not that you're not important but i try!"

"i know you're busy! and i know you try. but you can't expect me to be okay with all of this nothing you're giving me."

he's taken aback and it shows. nothing? that can't be true. he might not be the best at prioritizing you but he certainly doesn't give you nothing. right?

you shift due to the bed not being occupied by gunwook anymore, and you watch him stand with his hands on his hips like a father about to scold you. you would laugh if you weren't on the verge of bursting into sobs.

"that's not true. no, i can't— why would you say that? i text you every morning, and i try to keep you updated with what i'm doing and you know. i'm trying here okay? please just..."

you stand, directly placing yourself infront of gunwook and taking his hands.

"gunwook, i love you. you know that but, i can't be in a relationship that stands still."

"y/n stop, don't speak like that."

tears sit at the edge of his eyes, threatening to spill and yours start doing the same.

"i know you have alot of things on your plate, okay? i know how badly you want to keep me and all of those things at the same time, but i know you can't manage it."

you squeeze his hands, and gunwook's bleary and tear-soaked eyes find yours again before you continue to speak.

"this is already affecting the both of us, and i know you don't want to choose so i will do it for you. we need to break up."

"no no no y/n, stop."

his eyes flutter shut again and it's your turn to be taken aback when gunwook starts lowering himself to the ground. you grab his arms, anticipating that he would fall but you're mistaken as his knees hit the wooden floor with a thud and his hands release yours in favor of gripping at the sides of your sweats.

"i can't. 'm sorry but i can not let you go. i'll do better i swear just— let me try again. don't do this to us."

his words come out shakey and stuttered, he loses his breath multiple times inbetween words and the mere idea of him hurting like this makes you hold back gasps of your own as hot tears spill down the curve of your cheeks.

"gunwook..."

you can't, it hurts too much to be with someone who's basically never there. to be inlove with a ghost.

"please." and a tear gathers itself at the corner of his lip.

he's begging, he's placed himself below you physically and emotionally. you can feel his desperation from the grip he has on your sweats. you can't bear to watch it and at the same time you can't look away, unable to shake the conflicting thoughts of what ifs from your head.

"i promise y/n, i promise."

"don't give me empty promises gunwook, you know i hate that."

"they're not empty. i promise, with my whole being i'll be better. just don't leave me."

you continue to stare at him, absentmindedly chewing on your lip anxiously. you were already tired, this was making you even more tired, you just wanted to end things and move on and be done with it and be free from all the feelings you were feeling and—

"y/n."

your thoughts are cut short by a call of your name, and as your eyes come back into focus you realize gunwook has let go of your sweats in order to grab your hand.

he brings your pointer to his lips slowly, and his places a delicate kiss on it, and you melt on the spot. his kisses are so small. if you closed your eyes you could pass it off as breeze passing by, as though he wasn't actually there and it was your mind playing tricks on you. but he was there, with your own two eyes you could see the equal parts of affection and regret he placed on your fingertips. it hurt so bad but you needed it, you needed this. for him to be there, infront of you, loving you.

you could give him another chance as long as he loved you like this again.

"okay."

"okay?" gunwook squeezes your hand, which lingers just by his chin he lowers it from his lips.

"i'll stay. but we have to talk about this, properly. okay?"

he stands up, startled but hopeful.

"yes, of course. i'm sorry y/n."

"i know."

his lips quirk sadly at that, but atleast he knows this isn't the end for you.

atleast he knows that he's still yours, and he'll strive hard to keep it that way.

a/n ⇆ this is long overdue i'm afraid :( just been having no motivation also school likes to keep me busy so. anyway here!! i don't know if i'll be posting consistently again but i'll do my best... just like gunwook!!

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ohdudedhesflirting · 11 months

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Question of responsibility

Pairing : Idol!Hanbin x femreader

Request n*1

Warnings : physical and mental exhaustion, pressure, anxiety, physical injury, quick mention of food (I think that’s it?)

Synopsis : After a long day of training, it all became too much for Leader Hanbin...

Notes : My request are still open as well as my tag list. Dear anon I hope you will like it ! Special mention to venom ( @zerobaseonefics) because I know she has that love/hate relationship with Han Bin.

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Panting in the dance studio, leader Sung Han Bin was scrupulously checking the movements of his members.

They had been in that training room for hours now. The choreographer had already left but they had stayed behind. Lacking the sharpness in their movements as well as being synchronised.

Han Bin had just run through them the choreography once again. Doing it at a lower pace he had hoped his members would be able to pick it up.

They were not.

The leader was frustrated at them. It had been hours why couldn't they get it right?

The tiredness and global exhaustion mixed with the pressure of their first comeback since their debut was making them committing mistakes they would have never done otherwise.

As soon as the music stopped all the members fell to their knees or their bums, panting, struggling to breath.

"Why are you guys not getting it ? Its been hours"

Seeing how the leader was becoming more and more frustrated, the trusted eldest, Jiwoong, took one for the team to approach him and tell him that they should stop for the night.

Han Bin only let out a frustrated growl before watching his members that were in a terribly bad state.

Slowly he nodded his head and told them they could get back to the dorm. He would be joining them later, after he did it again a couple of times.

They all agreed and told him to not stay behind for too long. They still had vocal training in the morning.

Once again, Han Bin picked up the choreography from the top. Slowly at first, scrutinising each move, his facial expressions...

As time went by, the pace of the choreography did as well. Doing it at the normal supposed pace, and then quicker. And quicker.

Everything was blurred in Han Bin head. His responsibility. Toward his agency, his members, his family, his girlfriend. All depended on him and if he couldn't do the basic of learning a choreography and perfectly teaching it to his members what was the point ?

As Han Bin kept on going faster, his feet quickly twisted itself, making the tall man fall on the floor. Wincing in pain.

Right at this moment, someone knocked on the door. Slowly lifting himself up from the floor the man went to get the door.

Opening it he was left in front of a figure smaller than him, looking at him with big eyes.

"Yn ?"

Without letting the man realise what was going on, you took him him straight into your embrace.

Leaving his embrace you looked at him and slowly pinched his cheeks. They were so soft it was hard to resist the temptation.

"What brings you here ?"

Slowly smiling you looked at him, taking the situation he was in. Drenched in sweat, his hair up in a ponytail, wearing a tank top.

"I got a call. From the guys. They were worried and you didn't pick up the phone, so I came"

Hanbin was left speechless and just looked at you.

You were a university student, living in your own place, 25 minutes from the studio and you came there in the middle of the night? All while you hated driving in the dark ?

Swiftly you took him by his hand and slowly brought him to the couch. The man had difficulties standing up from the moment you entered the room, so it wasn't a surprise when you saw him limping to the couch.

Making him sit down and without a word you went to fetch the first aid kit.

Han Bin was only watching you. Too exhausted to even process what was happening.

Getting the kit you slowly put yourself down asking him which ankle it was, sitting on the floor you slowly took it on your hand and rested it on your knees to take a better look.

"What happened ?"

Slowly breathing Han Bin took his head between his hand, hiding before them, being shy of the way he felt.

"I don't know I just was rehearsing and all of a sudden it was hurting"

Inhaling, you both knew that it was not the question. Bandaging his ankle up you told him that it was just a sprain and that he would need a couple of days of rest.

Getting up from the floor, you sat next to your boyfriend.

Even if he was taller than you, he automatically placed his head in the crook of your neck. And slowly you stroked his hair.

"Do you wanna talk about it ?"

Han Bin slowly inhaled before starting to explain : the long hours of recordings, the photoshoots, promos, tik tok and interview, concepts pictures, preparing for the music videos, interacting with fans, taking cares of his members..

Everything was fine until that choreography. It was for their title track which would be out in a week. At the last moment, the company said it wasn't good enough and needed to be changed. An entire choreography of 3 minutes without even adding the dance break had to be changed and thaught.

It was a nightmare. No matter the number of hours put into rehearsal it was never good enough, good enough for the company, for the choreographer, for their self esteem, for the expectations..

Now Han Bin was full on sobbing into your shoulder and you listened to him. Finally pouring his heart out.

"But where do your responsibility lay in all of that ?"

"I am the leader. I have to..." Hanbin struggled to find his words.. "I have to take care of everyone, everything, make everything perfect and not disappoint zerose"

Now fully taking Han Bin's face in your hands you forced him to look at you. Fighting the urge and need to tell him he looked adorable.

"All the responsibilities do not lay on you. Your company is responsible for the change and you are all just trying your best. All the members are giving it their all. You are giving it your all. Do not bear everything by yourself. Talk about it. Share it."

"But it's my responsibility as a leader"

"Your responsibility as a leader is to make sure your members are doing alright physically and mentally. That zerose are happy and safe. That you are happy and safe and healthy. You matter Han Bin, as a leader and as a person. Don't take your health lightly"

Slowly stroking his cheeks you left his head fall again on the crook of your shoulder. He started to cry again.

"But their expectations.."

"I know.. I know.. The public is never satisfied enough Han Bin. You can only try to satisfy zerose."

Hanbin was definitely not convinced and kept on sobbing onto your shoulder. With love, you stroked his cheek against yours and slowly massaged his hair. His hands had found their way to your hips, fulling resting onto you.

"You can only try your best Binnie.. Zerose will be happy only seeing you happy. I know people expect a lot but they will always find reasons to give critics. The only thing you can do is care about what you love and take care of yourself."

Hanbin tears slowly died down as you kept on holding him close to you.

"Binnie I love you and I don't want to see you hurt yourself.. If you struggle I beg you, talk to me, talk to the members just please don't push yourself to the point of hurting yourself"

Slowly nodding with his head, Hanbin stayed comfortably against you. In your warmth.

"I know you have a training session tomorrow morning but how about I drive you to the dorms and cook you some creamy pasta ? We could just cuddle afterwards okay ?"

Finally leaving the crook of your neck, Han Bin happily nodded, showing his whiskers again. His nose was red and runny, and his eyes was puffed but you still thought he looked cute as ever.

"Come on, I will give you a piggyback ride to my car"

Getting up from the couch you pointed to your back and rather than getting on it, he only took help by resting his arm on your shoulder to help him walk.

Smiling at him you thought that it was just the right way things should be : helping, loving and supporting Hanbin whenever he needed you by his side.

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ohhmydyosfics · 10 months

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(Haobin) too small for his wild heart

Zhang Hao has learned a lot about Hanbin — that he wanted to be a teacher, that he’s been dancing for nearly ten years, that he’s kind and gentle and pretty, oh, so pretty. That they have so much in common, not only in the mirrored facets of their past, but in the way that they think about this competition, their hopes and dreams, the way that they want to live their lives. Zhang Hao learns that Hanbin is just as alluring and wonderful and life-changing as he had thought him to be all those years ago.

But the most important thing that Zhang Hao has learned: Sung Hanbin does not remember him.

(Zhang Hao meets a boy who changes the course of his life. And then he meets him again.)

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#too small for his wild heart #Haobin #Zhanghao #Hanbin #Sung Hanbin #fanfic #oneshot #Boys Planet ZB1 #Zerobaseone #hurt/comfort #strangers to lovers #pining #yearning #kissing #fave

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arafilez · 1 month

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੭୧ ⼂ BOO ... AND A KISS ﹗

ー☆ㅤㅤ [ kgv x fem!reader ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤfluff 𓏧 should have told your boyfriend you hate horror movies. now you are stuck in between a horror movie and his scary comfort ㅤㅤ warnings kissing crying ㅤ﹢ㅤ1.0k wc ㅤ𓏧ㅤ req

You are fucked. This is your first reaction as you enter the ZeroBaseOne dorm and see the bowl of popcorn and a blanket on the couch. The dorm is quiet, as the other members have left for their work except Taerae and his girlfriend and the latter is staring at you from the kitchen.

You nod and she points towards a room indicating where Gyuvin and Taerae are, before walking towards you, clearly worried, making you sigh. “I will be fine,” you say with negligible surety in your tone and she shrugs, “I told you twenty-one times the whole week just to tell him the truth. That’s three times per day!”

Now, you love your friend, you really do, but sometimes you just want to punch her so hard that she forgets the time she met you in high school. You glare at her and grit out, “And I replied twenty-one times that I can’t do that, he has been excited about this.” She deadpans in your direction and you grimace.

“Plus, I am older now, it probably won’t be that scary. I can’t let him down for a stupid fear that only children have,” you mumble and she shrugs saying, “Whatever lets you sleep at night.” Her words quieten down as Taerae and Gyuvin come towards you both and you grin nervously at your boyfriend who takes you in a bone-crushing hug.

“Have fun you two,” Taerae calls out before the two leave making you take a deep breath. You can do this!

Gyuvin is so excited that he is jumping up and down, only stopping to peck your lips making you giggle at the sweet gesture. Momentarily you get lost as he holds you in his arms and kisses your lips lightly. You kiss back and enjoy the warmth and love from him as your lips move in a light haze.

“I am so excited for tonight, especially since you agreed,” Gyuvin says as soon as you break the kiss, making the melodious record in your head screech to a halt.

“Right yeah,” you grin and do finger guns clicking your tongue before your mind yells “too much” and you stop. Gyuvin eyes you once weirdly before shaking it away and sitting down on the couch. You sigh lightly before plopping down on the couch beside him and he wraps his arms around your shoulder.

You take in his warmth and the scent he has on and get comfortable. Maybe you won’t even get scared, maybe cuddling with him will make your fears dissolve.

Oh, you absolutely cannot do this! You went through Conjuring fine if fine means albeit screaming at every jump-scare so much that Gyuvin had to skip the second and third parts.

“Sweetheart, let’s stop, why don’t we?” he suggests as you crouch impossibly closer to him and say, “No, I am fine.” Gyuvin deadpans at you making you slightly slap his chest and he shrugs.

“Sure, fine is what I would word it as. You are screaming so much, the neighbours are gonna think I am murdering you,” he replies snorting as you hit him again and push yourself away from him, scowling.

“Okay, let’s start the movie,” he gaslights and you scream “no”, jumping over to him as he easily catches you replying, “That’s what I thought.” You roll your eyes at his smug face but realise your breathing has calmed down a lot. Maybe you can go through the rest now.

“Are you sure you still want to see?” lace concerns his voice as he nuzzles his nose on your head and you hum lightly. You can do this! These are just movies.

Oh how wrong you were for the third time that night because Annabelle creation was a thousand times worse than Annabelle. Why the hell did they make a movie about the creation of a fucking demon doll?

Gyuvin was secretly enjoying holding you close, which is most of the reason he played Conjuring fully but now his heart hurts seeing your state. You scream once more at the stupid doll and bury your head in his neck clutching the shirt he is wearing. Light tears build up in your eyes and you quickly blink back and your breath becomes heavier with every creek of a door you can hear from the movie.

He pauses the movie as soon as he feels a dampness on his collar and closes it. Your head is still buried in his neck, light sniffles rocking through your body and you grimace for the teasing that is about to come. You stay in shock as he lightly threads his hand through your hair, tidying the messy strands.

His hold strengthens along your waist and he hums lightly when he feels you turning your head lightly towards him. “I can do this, huh? I told you let’s stop, I don’t like seeing you like this,’ his voice is a soft murmur as he dabs his palm under your eyes to dry the tears.

You stay quiet, looking at him with glossy eyes and finally speak up, “I thought I would be fine.” Gyuvin grimaces a little before wiping over the remains of the tears under your eyes.

He kisses your forehead, lightly trailing his lips down to your eyes as they flutter close from the contact, press one on your nose and before you can act on instinct his nose brushes along yours and his lips encase into your own. He holds one of your hands, intertwining the fingers while you clutch his shirt lightly.

He giggles lightly when he pulls away finding you chasing that feeling, making you giggle too before a comfortable silence falls over the room.

Well, comfortable silence is overrated to Gyuvin as he says, “How about we play a game? Whenever a scary scene comes, we kiss?” You raise your eyebrow at the innuendo, as he flashes his signature cheeky grin making you laugh. “Sure, okay,” you shrug nonchalantly even if your ears were burning at the mere thought of it.

Needless to say, you didn’t get scared anymore, not that you saw any of it!

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trsrina · 1 year

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zerobaseone reactions to when you cry

gn reader, fluff, angst idk !! not proofread wc: ~0.99k

jiwoong

- ppl would usually panic seeing someone cry but bro would be so calm

- he just smoothly comes closer and gently pats your back, asking you what’s wrong while staring through your soul with his beautiful eyes

- and then you just continue to cry your ass off even more like he’s so sweet and he just puts your head on his shoulder and stares at you with a small smile and trying to comfort you (which certainly works like his smile omg)

- he would not care if your tears made his shirt wet bc it’s you 😳 ends up cuddling you for the rest of the day and tries to make you happy again

other members under the cut!

zhanghao

- the moment you start crying he would just freeze

- like meanwhile you’re literally bawling he just sits there and spaces out and you’re like wth aren’t you supposed to comfort me

- don’t blame him tho he just doesn’t know how to react like should he hug you or is that too much or should he just leave you alone yk he’s just scared that he makes the wrong move

- but like he can’t just leave you like this so he just buries your face in the crook of his neck and softly whispers words of comfort in your ear

hanbin

-mother

- hanbin is probably the best at comforting people like when you start crying, his mother tendencies just kick in and like suddenly he has a whole pack of tissues, a blanket, your favourite plushy and your comfort movie on the tv

-wraps you up in a blanket and makes you hug your plushy (but you’d much rather hug him anyway) softly wipes away the tears that fell on your cheek and looks at you with concern like his eyebrows furrowed and the corners of his lips downward

- “don’t waste your tears like this. let’s watch a movie and cuddle, alright? i’ll make you feel better.”

matthew

- he would ask so many questions like he’s just so fluffy and cute

- “hey, why are you crying? what’s wrong? are you okay? did you hurt yourself? did someone hurt you? did something bad happen?”

- probably thinks you somehow hurt yourself or smth and starts inspecting you and trying to find where you hurt yourself

- he would be so worried. if you’re sad, he’s sad. his hands would not leave you and he would keep a protective grip on you for the rest of the day

taerae

- would start crying with you like he’s the type to cry whenever someone cries bc he gets emotional, his eyes would start to get slightly teary while he’s wiping away your tears with his hands

- “don’t cry” sniffles “i love you, okay?” sniffles and then it’s your turn to comfort him and trying to make him stop crying but it’s ends up with both of you crying

- hugs you with his chin resting on your shoulder and arms wrapped around your waist and you guys just stay like that for a while

- ends up playing cute little love songs on his guitar to try to cheer you up

ricky

- when he’s with you, all his walls just break down like he has this cool facade with other people but with you, he isn’t afraid to show his weak and vulnerable side

- won’t hesitate to immediately pull you in his embrace and constantly tells you that he’s here for you while his hand strokes the back of your head, his lips slightly ghosting over your ear

- “i’m here, okay? cry it all out. you’ll be okay,” makes your heart go crazy

- spoils you for the rest of the day (as if he doesn’t spoil you enough already) would not leave your side and makes you stay in bed all day

gyuvin

- his first reaction is to probably make you smile again and that’s his ultimate goal

- he wouldn’t know what to do and starts scrolling through his phone and you’re like are you serious rn but he’s actually trying to show you cute eumppappa pics to make you smile and it somehow works

- would grab your face and inches closer to you like your foreheads touching and just closes his eyes and stays there for a while and you just stop crying

- probably feels really proud of himself for being able to calm you down and make you happy again

gunwook

- would panic like why is his baby crying he doesn’t like it when the person he loves feels pain and starts to pout

- “who or what did this to you? what happened? i will fix it for you, okay? don’t worry.” would try to fight whatever made you cry like homework too hard? does it for you. someone wronged you? would not hesitate to fight them but actually though he is too nice to fight anyone he would probably confront them and scare them away though

- forces you to go to bed and makes you sleep like he would wrap you up with your blanket like a burrito and cuddles you with your face literally buried in his chest

- he’s just so incredibly sweet and the way he cares for you just makes you so happy

yujin

- would not know how to react pt. 2

- he has no experience in comforting anyone and he just awkwardly pats your back barely your back maybe just like the back of your shoulder

- and then he’s like this isn’t working i should do something else probably tries to poke your cheeks and pinch them trying to make you smile

- but you don’t care whether or not his way of comforting made you feel better or not just the mere sight of him makes you feel butterflies and gives you a serotonin boost

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canuhearthemsing · 2 months

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things I associate the zerobaseone members with:

jiwoong: old money aesthetic, beach houses, light blue polo button ups, dad jokes that actually make you laugh, futile devices by sufjan stevens, black cats

hao: learning an instrument, acts of service for your loved ones, red pandas, the voice of an old hollywood singer that haunts you in a beautiful way, being confident, smelling good

hanbin: the friends to lovers trope, cafes, babies being comfortable around someone, having your fav food for breakfast, the warmth a fluffy blanket drapes you in on a snowy, cold morning, contagious laughter

matthew: blonde hair, staying up late facetiming your best friend, pistachio ice cream, collecting stuff, the beach, feeling cared for, the urge to kiss a mole on someones face, tattoos

taerae: music majors, pulling all nighters, tight hugs and physical touch, scarfs, laughing till your stomach hurts, flannels, that friend your mom loves so much, trying not to laugh in serious situations

ricky: beach resorts, the color white, texting your friends if they got home safe, paper soldier by brent faiyaz, taking ootd pictures, waking up early to catch the breakfast buffet at a hotel, late night drives with a shared playlist, nick wilde

gyuvin: spending hours playing nintendo switch with your friends, fluffy jackets, the comfort of sleeping next to someone, the color red, minions, chocolate chip cookies, aquarium dates

gunwook: laughing in class with your best friend, the color black, people who are good at everything, doing tiktok trends, first love, holding hands, back hugs, reading your fav persons fav book

yujin: bluey, the extra 10 mins of sleep before getting up, cute aggression, feeling proud of someone, feeling protective of someone, rewatching your fav movie for the 100th time, apple juice

A/n💌: i got this beautiful divider from @muruffin 💓

#zb1 #zerobaseone #sung hanbin #kim jiwoong #zhang hao #seok matthew #shen ricky #kim taerae #kim gyuvin #park gunwook #han yujin

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foryiujeans · 1 year

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love you twice.

synopsis. after breaking up for him chasing his dreams, he had finally met you for the first time ever.

pairings. ex-lover!kim gyuvin x fem!reader.

warnings. none.

word count. 1.9k

general taglist. @kittenyu

“get ready everyone!”

the sound of the audience cheering and screaming from inside of the arena made you shakily breathed out a nervous sigh. the amount of groups that were performing with you and your group today made your heart beat fastened.

enhypen, &team, xikers, ateez and more were performing today on the third day.

you didn’t get to perform yesterday due to a photoshoot and event for your ideal brand that was held at namsan tower. taking the plane to japan, the fans crowded you along with reporters from all channels and news.

“y/n-ssi, how is your event that was held in korea and did you see the members performance yesterday??” mc ryujin asked with a smile on her face.

chaewon handed you the microphone, “it was really fun and i did watch the members performance in the plane yesterday, it was so cool.”

the loud cheers of your name made you smile widely, earning proud and happy stares and smiles from your members who were listening to you talk about your event yesterday and how much you practiced to give an outstanding performance.

after your performance, you and the members head backstage to stay hydrated and ready on stage. the members went in the waiting room while you and yunjin head over to the small cafeteria area where you buy snacks and drinks before going up on stage to perform.

“hey, i forgot my phone in the room,” yunjin gestured to the direction of your waiting room, “i’ll get it in a sec.”

you nodded, watching as the blonde walked off to the waiting room to take her cellphone. you were starting to feel your eyelids getting heavy as you sat down on the couch.

the moment you opened your eyes and saw a familiar figure walking towards you, you froze. the brunette’s lips were surprisingly parted in surprise.

“y/n,” kim gyuvin breathes out, “i knew it was you from the moment i saw you perform.”

"you perform too?"

"yes, i just debuted as zerobaseone," the male explained, while you nodded in understanding, causing him to giggle. once he was comfortable in talking with you, he approached you first, crouching beside you. "how’s life?"

you turn to him suddenly appauled. “i have been really great actually, making new idol friends from hybe.”

at that moment the end of your sentence slowly died, avoiding eye contact with gyuvin, feeling a bit shy rather than confident. it’s been a long time since he saw you perform.

"you know," gyuvin interrupts your thoughts. he hasn't taken his eyes off you since the moment he realized you wouldn't see or feel them burning holes into you. "i never thought we’d meet again." he chuckles.

you were so precious, and you weren't even trying. you never tried. everything about you was so effortlessly beautiful. he can't lie - he's a little hurt that you don't seem ecstatic about being trapped in here with him, but what could he say? you weren't his girl; he just wanted you to be. even so, his heart can't but feel drained in his chest-as if it was tired for beating for you.

he had learned a long time ago that he needed to embrace your relationship for what it was instead of mourning what he felt it should be. you were his best friend, and he was yours. the two of you had an uncanny amount of things in common, but even in your differences did you two manage to grow together.

it has to be a bit cold outside with the number of layers you have on. your outfit consists of all black oversized jacket, crop top and black baggy pants, topping it off with your white bag.

"do you wanna hang out with me for lunch then tomorrow? there’s this restaurant l've always wanted to try.”

you blinked blankly at him a few times before glancing at yunjin who's already been looking at the two of you. "what about your members? my members?”

gyuvin glanced at yunjin as well, then smiled and turned back to you. "oh, i’ve had enough of them for now. i wanna catch up with you after a long time as friends,”

you would be lying if you said you weren't taken aback, but you agreed anyway.

you did miss him after a long time.

"great! i’ll just ask my manager later." he said, exchanging numbers with you before bidding her final bow to the blonde girl beside you and walking back to his waiting room, with gunwook tagging along.

you stared at the written piece of paper that was in your hand,

***-***-*** , my number, text u later y/n :)

- k.gv <3

a smile curls up on your lips, knowing how excited you’ll be for tomorrow. seeing yunjin teasingly grin at you, a laugh escapes your lips before folding the paper back into your pocket.

a/n ! thank you so much for reading and giving me requests. i’m thankful that you guys enjoyed reading it and giving all the notes and support. i do not own any characters, music or pics given, will definitely work harder for the next ones !

signing out, miaaa hihi !

#zb1 #zb1 oneshots #zerobaseone #zerobaseone imagines #zb1 fics #zb1 imagines #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone fics #zerobaseone x reader #gyuvin #kim gyuvin #gyuvin imagine #gyuvin imagines #gyuvin x reader #zb1 gyuvin

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lovepookie · 4 months

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zerobaseone masterlist

૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ “is it a new start or the end?"

disclaimer! i will not be writing fics for yujin as he is a minor and i am not comfortable doing so! however, if i write reactions/fake texts for him it is purely platonic/friendship. xoxo

✿ = my personal favorites!

ot9 reactions/imagines — (coming soon)

ot9 fake texts —

☁︎ — texting zb1 “we need to talk”

hyung line | maknae line

☁︎ — zb1 texting you “i’m paying for your nails” ✿

hyung line | maknae line

☁︎ — angsty zb1 texts: after an argument ✿

☁︎ — zb1 reaction to “pull up, i’m in a fight” ✿

hyung line | maknae line

☁︎ — bestfriend!zb1 accidental confession

hyung line | maknae line

.♡.

— kim jiwoong ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon)

— zhang hao ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon)

— sung hanbin ༉‧₊˚.

SUN STAR MOON | 2.7k | angst, fluffy, slightly suggestive, established relationship, fem!reader, pregnancy au, kind of depressing ngl

♡ sypnosis: two lines. all it takes is two lines to change the trajectory of your life; you're pregnant. what are you to do? for starters, you have your amazing boyfriend hanbin by your side-and he'd go to the ends of the earth to make you happy and to make things work. there's something deep down that tells you he'd make an amazing dad; and maybe, just maybe, that you could make this work.

— seok matthew ༉‧₊˚.

NO PRESENTS | 2.4k | teeth-rotting fluff, suggestive, established relationship, non-idol au, christmas centered

♡ sypnosis: you and matthew agreed on no presents this year in order to save up to see his family for christmas next year. he has pestered you for a christmas tree, and now he won't stop clinging to you because "it's christmas, woman!" little does he know, you have a little gift up your sleeve.

— kim taerae ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon)

— ricky shen ༉‧₊˚.

FAVORING ROSES OVER DAISIES ✿ | 7.0k | royal au, fantasy/magical, fluff, angsty, prince! ricky, fem!reader, prince!hanbin side pairing, enemies to lovers, forbidden love

♡ sypnosis: daisies will forever and always be boring; they were the former queen's-your mother's-favorite flower. however, now that it's your turn to ascend the thrown, you can't help that roses are your favorite; just like the blood-red ones embellished on prince ricky's black suit on the night of your suitor's ball. but don't get caught up in the pretty scent and petals, because where there is beauty, there is thorns. ricky is the prince of an enemy nation-and your whole life he has been nothing but a pest. a really pretty one.

— kim gyubin ༉‧₊˚.

WHAT? HUH? ✿ | 5.3k | fluff, slight angst?, suggestive, childhood bestfriends to lovers, crack, college au, older reader

♡ sypnosis: your childhood friend gyubin had managed to bribe you into being his date to an all exclusive couple's christmas frat party, but you know more than anyone present that you don't belong there. the way gyubin's been eyeing you the whole night, the slight touches here and there; the way your heart beats fast in your chest in response-none of it belongs because you're just supposed to be friends-right?

HONEY ✿ | 3.7k | fluff, hint of angst, fem!reader, bestfriends to lovers, college au

♡ sypnosis: you're not really sure why the sight of gyubin's eyes start to look different one day. they had your cheeks burning when he'd get even so much as a foot away from you despite him being your best friend, and they reminded you so much of honey when the light from the window hit them just right. you've slowly come to realize that the big brown eyes that belonged to the exhausting and annoying loser just might be the reason for your fast heart rate too.

— park gunwook ༉‧₊˚.

CONSEQUENCES ✿ | 2.1k | teeth rotting fluff, some angst, established relationship, boyfriend!gunwook

♡ sypnosis: your boyfriend is park gunwook. sweet. cute. couldn't hurt a fly. and you? a demon who wants to tick him off and see him jealous. gunwook doesn't play when it comes to his feelings, so naturally, you'll suffer the consequences-or maybe you won't. you're kinda his soft spot.

PROMISE | 2.0k | fluff, slight angst, sports fic, established relationship, boyfriend!gunwook

♡ sypnosis: star-football player park gunwook probably can't play for the rest of the season due to an injury sustained on the field. but more than that, your boyfriend park gunwook is in pain-and you'll hop fences, run past security, and go to the ends of the earth just to get to him; that's a promise.

— han yujin ༉‧₊˚.

♡ please do not plagarize, repost, copy or translate any of my works. thank you.

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matthyeu · 1 year

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perfect boy ― zh.

pairing ⇢ zhang hao x ftm!reader

genre ⇢ hurt/comfort

warnings ⇢ gender dysphoria

word count ⇢ 792

synopsis ⇢ you can always count on zhang hao to cease your worries about your gender.

hao was not expecting silence upon entering the apartment. usually you were ready to greet him every time he came home from a long day of work. it was unusual for it to be as quiet as it was. if not waiting for him, he would expect you to be immersed in your latest tv show obsession.

however, it wasn’t completely silent. once he stopped his steps, he could hear some faint sounds coming from inside your shared room. he furrowed his eyebrows, walking towards the door to find out what it was.

his face shifted immediately from a confused expression to a worried one when he realized this wasn’t any sound. it was you crying.

without any further hesitation, he pushed open the door to reveal you face down on the bed. the way you held the pillow over your ears probably muffled everything, so you might have not known he had come home. you were like that, always tuning out the outside world in times of despair so you could listen to yourself. whatever happened must have been serious.

he carefully sat on the bed, the sudden dip pulling you out of your session. you whipped your head around, meeting eyes with your boyfriend. “ah, when did you come home?” you asked, voice breaking halfway through.

“shhhh it’s okay i just came home. don’t worry about it,” he whispered, trying to keep the calm mood up for you, “what happened?”

you looked hesitant to tell him, but he would never force it out of you. he wanted you to always be comfortable with him, so he made sure to respect your boundaries. he didn’t expect you to tell him, not to mention what you told him.

“do i really look like a girl?”

“huh?”

immediately, you started breaking down again, forcing your head back into the covers. it seemed his answer, well lack thereof, triggered it again. regret came over him. it just caught him by surprise, so it wasn’t his intention to not deny your worries.

panicked, he placed a hand on your back, trying to console you as much as he could with his touch. you wouldn’t hear him if he started now. he had to wait until you stopped your session again to say anything.

luckily, it worked, the feeling of his thumb rubbing circles on your back always seemed to bring you some sort of solace. you took a deep breath, trying to suck in all the tears you could.

“i’m sorry–” he cut you off right there.

“don’t be sorry dear, i’m sorry for not being able to respond to your worries right away. i was just caught by surprise because in no universe would you look like a girl. you are the most handsome boy i’ve ever seen.”

“are you sure?”

“positive.”

“but…” oh here was where he’d get the story of who made his love cry. “it’s just. i felt so comfortable today. i picked out such a great outfit. i looked in the mirror, and for once, i actually felt so comfortable. i looked, and there really was a boy there.”

“there’s always a boy there,” he corrected, not wanting you to try to downgrade your own gender identity.

you rolled his eyes at his interruption but felt very happy he did intervene on that day. it made you smile a bit before continuing your story.

“besides the point. i went to the café, and after taking my order, he said ‘have a nice day ma’am.’ just…what part of me looks like a ma’am? i thought i looked so masc today, but that made it all crash down. i couldn’t even say anything.”

“well that person’s just stupid,” hao finally responded, not letting you continue. he didn’t want you to relive that experience because it was utter bullshit.

“you think?”

“dearest, you are my wonderful boyfriend, the only boy i could ever have eyes for. you do not look the slightest like a girl. i can’t believe people are that blind. maybe they just need extra thick glasses to see past the transphobia. they don’t know anything. please don’t listen to them. you are so much more than what they have to say.”

when you broke down again, crying into his shoulder, another wave of panic washed over him. had he said something wrong?

“dear, are you okay? did i say something wrong?” he quickly asked.

you shook your head quickly before throwing your arms around his neck. “you are just so perfect, the perfect boy. i can’t believe i have someone like you.”

he laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull yourself close to him. “no, you are the perfect boy, and i don’t want anyone telling you otherwise.”

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zerobaseone as romance tropes :)

pairing; zerobaseone x reader

warnings; lowercase intended, hao's is veerryyyy suggestive

genre; mostly fluff!! a little angst

notes; when i tell u i have been writing this for like a week+ now i’m sick and tiredddd 😭 i’m so happy w all of them though!!! i’m sorry if gunwook and yujins are kind of ass bc i really just wanted to get this writing over with 😭 the quote before also if just regarding the trope itself!!! THANK YOU and i hope u enjoy <3

zhang hao - forbidden love

"if it's so wrong then why does it feel so good?"

you had lost count of just how many days out of the week you ended up this way, but here you were again, tangled up in hao's sheets, sweat dripping down your face as the two of you had just finished up. this moment was all too familiar to you, the look on the sweet boys face as he stared down at you, the musky smell in the room the two of you had created filling your nostrils, your senses felt overwhelmed by him as your entire body shook a bit. hao never was the best with words but you knew exactly how he felt, you didn't need him to speak to see the way tears began to well up in his eyes as he looked at you, waiting for you to say something, searching for some kind of an answer.

both of you struggled to find any words though, now was the time you both sat in silence as the air filled with regret and longing. you both knew that you shouldn't be here right now. as much as it hurt you just couldn't let him go so you always came knocking on his door yet again, it wasn't you're fault that he always opened it, or that he always slowly trailed his fingertips up your thigh while you were sitting there talking.

by time you snapped out of your thoughts hao had buried his face in your neck, "im sorry" he mumbled and you could feel the wet patches growing on the pillow under your head, he was crying. "shh.. i know." you comforted him instinctively, wrapping your arms up around him and playing with the hair on the back of his head as you teared up yourself. "i love you, hao. more than words." you hummed quietly in his ear. his grip tightened around you as you just held each other for the rest of the night, somehow managing to slip out of his grip and out the door before he woke up the next morning.

sung hanbin - brothers best friend

"don't worry, i won't tell him how you really feel about me."

"oh god!" you yelped softly, a hand quickly covering your eyes as you come to realize what exactly you just saw. "what kind of person showers and doesn't lock the door?!" you yelled in a panic, you had just arrived home from spending time with some friends and hadn't realized that your brother taerae had some company over. unfortunately it wasn't just any company either, it was his best friend of many years, they grew up together. when you were all younger hanbin would always stay over and he just treated you like his own annoying little sibling, teasing you the same way taerae would but since you had gotten older the two of you don't speak much at all. your interactions mostly consisted of you staring at his handsome face from afar, he wasn't the cutest when you were kids but he grew up well, a little too well.

that is until right now, when you had just walked in the bathroom on the older boy wearing only a towel around his waist and running his hands through his hair in the mirror. "what kind of person just busts in the bathroom without knocking?" hanbin shoots back at you although he is nowhere near as panicked as you are, he doesn't even seem to have really cared, "and why are you still standing here?" you just then realized as you heard his words. you were just standing there with the door hung open, maybe just secretly peaking at him through your fingers. your face was bright red, why were you just standing there?

you slowly lowered your hand from your face as you stared at him in the mirror, not really knowing what to do or say even though you knew that by now you should be running away. hanbin couldn't help the sly smirk that made its way to his pink lips, "i'm so telling taerae." you couldn't even react before he darted past you towards your older brothers room, leaving you stood stuttering. taerae always hated the idea of you and hanbin being alone so he wouldn't love this.

kim jiwoong - forced proximity

“you can stop acting now, they already called cut.”

who would have thought that you would be in this position? finally having almost completely wrapped up filming for the drama you had been casted as a lead in a few months prior. although the position you were referring to was your current one, sat down in your dressing room as you stared at your co-star kim jiwoong in the mirror in front of you both, casually touching up your makeup still. current one that consisted of you sitting in front of the mirror in your dressing room, looking back at your co-lead kim jiwoong. the relationship between the two of you was.. complicated to say the least. when you first started filming and met you absolutely could not stand the boy who’s reflection was so clear to you in this very moment. jiwoong always seemed to just care about himself, too cocky for his own good and nothing but a smartass most of the time, he swore it was just how he messed around but you never could find it very funny. you could easily remember how it started but you couldn’t seem to remember where those feelings started to become blurry. when had you started seeing him in a different light?

it was probably halfway through filming, a month or two ago, when you finally realized that maybe you didn’t dislike jiwoong as much you once did. the way you would look at him felt different, the way he would wrap his hands around your waist for a scene started to feel more personal, more so the way your lips would linger a few seconds, begging his to come back if for only another second became more of a sinking feeling in your stomach even after the cameras had stopped rolling. conveniently enough the drama you two were in was about falling in love with your boss/coworker.. funny huh? at first you resented to be around jiwoong but in this moment all you could feel were butterflies and chills down your spine, begging him to stay. you were snapped out of your thoughts as he cleared his throat behind you, forgetting that you had yet to even say anything to him since he walked in even though you were staring right at him.

you panicked a bit and dropped the makeup brush you had been holding on the table as you spun around in your chair to face him, “sorry! is everything okay?” you asked in a slightly squeaky voice, jiwoong never came to see you, you really never saw each other unless you were actually working at the moment. he just raised his eyebrows as he was surprised to see your reaction, “sorry i didnt meant to scare you-“ he put a hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing. regardless of how you felt on the inside, you had no idea how jiwoong felt so you kept up the kind of annoyed act whenever he was around, you rolled your eyes and spun back around to look at yourself in the mirror, touching up your hair, “if you only came to laugh at me then i will just see you later.” you avoided eye contact with him, focusing really hard on your hair. he chuckled a bit and took a step closer to you, resting his hands on the back of your chair, “of course that’s not why i came,” he began, “the director just came and asked me to pass on the message, our scene from yesterday ended up being no good so we are gonna have to film it again before we start today..” he hummed quietly. your eyes opened a little too wide, hating the idea of filming it again. the scene was one where the two characters finally confess their feelings to one another and at the end things end up getting pretty.. hot. you could barely stop yourself from going crazy the first time. “although im sure you don’t mind at all huh?” you hadn’t even noticed he had leaned down to whisper in your ear until you heard him, his eyes felt as if they were searing into your skin in the mirror. “what- of course i do-“ you began to ramble defenses before you were cut off, “filming starts in 10.” he winked at you in the mirror before turning his back stopping at the door to turn and say one last thing before he disappeared out of your sight, leaving your jaw on the floor nearly, “oh and this time, try not to leave so many marks on my neck, my makeup artist just had to really work for her salary.”

kim taerae - highschool sweethearts

“other people wait their entire lives, how did i get so lucky to find you early?”

“taerae pleeaasseeee” you dramatically whined as you rolled around on your boyfriends bed, he had been sitting at his desk “finishing up” his work since you had come over straight after school. “baby, i told you i’ll come lay with you as soon as i’m done.” he sighed softly, feeling bad but knowing he needed to get his work done. you and taerae had been together a since you were freshman in highschool, now sophomore in college together. he was your first boyfriend ever and you wouldn’t have had it any other way. the two of you had met through your mutual friend park hanbin, when you think about taerae that young it still makes you giggle a little bit. he definitely had a glow up, when you met he was a chubbier kid with glasses and the cutest dimples you had ever seen, by time you graduated the entire female population was drooling over him. he was always so sweet, letting you use his mechanical pencils when you lost yours since he knew you hated the wood ones, or making sure to leave little notes in your shared locker to surprise you when he got the chance considering you were always attached at the hip, it was something straight out of a movie. you did argue every here and there but who didn’t?

you couldn’t help but sit and daydream over your own boyfriend, quite literally giggling and kicking your feet. “what are you laughing at?” taerae turned in his chair to tilt his head at you, a sweet closed mouth smile on his face. you sat up in your spot on the bed rather quickly as you shook your head, “oh nothing… are you don’t yet?” you pouted just a little bit at him. he gave you an apologetic look as he glanced between you and the computer on his desk a few times. “please?” you huffed, “just take a break, i miss you.” he couldn’t help the full smile that made its way to his face, “you miss me when i’m sitting right in front of you?” he laughed quietly but got up out of his seat, a smile coming to your own face now as you realized he was finally giving in. “of course, i miss your…” you searched up and down his body, your eyes landing on one of your favorite features of his, “..lips.” he had finally made it to the edge of the bed near where you were, you couldn’t help but reach up and cup his cheeks, pulling him down to attach your lips in a sweet kiss which he happily returned, climbing into the bed next to you. you repositioned yourselves a bit to lay comfortably, lay laid on his back and opened his arms for you, obviously you accepted the invitation and rested your head on his chest.

“don’t you ever get tired of me?” he joked with you as he began to run his fingers through your hair, even though the two of you had been inseparable for around 6 years now, the true answer was no. “tired? of you?” you looked up at him as if he was insane, “no way, i’m the luckiest person alive to have you.” you said sweetly as you reached your hand up to rest on his cheek, caressing it with your thumb as you stared into his eyes. “i love you” he mumbled softly, still making your heart melt as if it was the first time. you leaned in to kiss the dimple on his left cheek before kissing his lips again lovingly. “i love you more.”

seok matthew - right person, wrong time

“it will always be you, it always has been.”

seok matthew.. a name that made your heart well up with love as well as sink to your stomach with sorrow. you were overwhelmed with different emotions as you were sat silently in his passenger seat on the way to the airport. your head hang low as you gripped onto his hand for what felt like dear life, wishing that the car wasn’t moving so fast, that there wasn’t a boarding time for the plane you needed to catch, that you could stay here in his car for the rest of time. originally from and working in canada where you had met matthew to being with, you had received a once in a lifetime job offer in the states. of course matthew understood, he wanted nothing but the best for you and he knew that you would be a fool to pass up this opportunity. as much as you loved one another, you knew with how busy you would be and stressed as it is that it would be best if the two of you took a break for now, knowing you wouldn’t be able to keep up with him and give him the love and affection he needed.

your eyes squeezed shut as you finally felt the car come to a stop, ready to drop you off, hoping that if you squeezed hard enough once you opened them you would be back at matthews apartment, head on his chest and waking up from what currently felt like a nightmare. you could feel the tears well up in your eyes as he squeezed your hand, “well.. this is it..” he mumbled softly, not really knowing what else to say. you looked over at him and bit your lip softly as you tried to hold the tears in, “i love you..” you whispered in the dead silent car despite all of the airport sounds around. “i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you-“ you began to repeat yourself as you leaned over, turning him to face you and planting kisses all over his face. you hadn’t even notice the tears start to fall, this was the hardest decision you have ever had to make. matthew was pretty good at holding himself together, just enjoying the kisses as he was given them before he finally rested his hands on your face to stop you, “i know. i know you do, baby,” he mumbled softly as he leaned in to kiss your lips sweetly, tasting the salty tears that belonged to you after he pulled away. you were surprised you could see his own tears coming into the scene, “i love you, too.” he whispered sweetly.

you would miss matthew more than you could even really begin to say. you both knew deep down that this wouldn’t be the end for the two of you, nobody could make you feel the way that he did, it was unlikely you would even date after him, that is until you meet again. “please find me, y/n.” you could hear the break in his voice, of course neither of you had any idea when or where it would be that you met again but you couldn’t wait for the day to come. “i promise.” you nodded as you rested your forehead again his, just savoring the way his skin felt against yours, the way his scent filled your nose one last time.

ricky - the one that got away

“please? i swear i’d never let you go again.”

when you had first heard of boys planet you were beyond excited, always having been a fan of survival shows, as much of a fan as you can be anyways. you counted down the days until the 98 contestants would be announced, it was only when you checked out the list that you wish you hadn’t. ricky? your ricky?.. well not really yours anymore. your phone was blowing up with messages from anyone around your age when the lineup was announced, all of your friends beyond curious what your thoughts were about your ex being on boys planet. it’s not like you had ever intended to break up with ricky, he had totally misunderstood a friendship of yours with another guy.

despite ricky being on the show you continued to watch it all the way through, obviously he was your #1 pick regardless and you voted for him everyday voting was open. the relief you felt for him when his name was announced as p04 in the final was overwhelming, tears welling up in your eyes. afterwards you found yourself staring at your phone, staring at his contact, simple as it sounds all you could manage to text him was “congratulations!”, he read it a few hours later and that pretty much was it. left on read, staring at the screen and feeling any last bit of hope you had left leave your body, knowing you would just have to support him from afar now.

kim gyuvin - summer love

“you make me the happiest i’ve ever been.”

how did you ever get so lucky yet so unlucky at the same time? the two of you were sat with your toes in the water at the beach, the same way you had been all summer. you came to stay with a family member right by the beach for the summer, just wanting to get away from home for awhile and you had no idea what was waiting for you when you got there, more so WHO was waiting for you, and by waiting for you i mean just going to the beach everyday like always but becoming your favorite sight to see at the same time. kim gyuvin was everything you could ever want in a guy, to this day you had no idea how managed to bag him but you weren’t complaining even a little bit.

one day you were just playing in the sand, which was bit childish but turns out there’s not as much to do at the beach as you initially had thought. before you knew it a huge volleyball came hurdling at you, hitting you right in the side of the head, not that you could complain though because along side it came a tall, brown headed boy who was unbelievably apologetic, instructing his friend to go get you an ice pack while he stayed and made sure you were okay.

“come on” you hadn’t even realize gyuvin had stood up from his spot, holding his hand out to you. you tilted your head at him, honestly scared as to what he might have planned. he playfully rolled his eyes and shook his hand, insisting you took it, “come onnn, y/n. i just want to go walk through the water.” gyuvin reached closer towards you. “you never just want to go walk through the water.” you mimicked him with a laugh but nonetheless gave him your hand and allowed him to pull you up. he took both of your hands in his, slowly walking deeper into the ocean while keeping his eyes on you. “i’m not wearing my swimsuit, gyuvin. if you have anything planned-“ you were silenced by a pair of soft, plump lips meeting your own. you felt his hands let go of yours to rest on your waist instead, your own wrapping up around his neck. “shh, you’re so worried all the time.” he mumbled softly against your lips, leaving sweet little kisses all over your face, the entirety of it turning red as you failed to stop yourself from blushing so much. you felt as if you were melting looking into his brown orbs, you could easily recognize the love they held, he looked at you as if you were his favorite thing in the entire world and it was true, he adored you more than he ever could make himself admit. he leaned down to rest his forehead against yours, leaving one last soft kiss on your nose before his face quickly turned evil, suddenly lifting you up out of the water and allowing both of you to fall down into. you squealed on the way down, plugging your nose in a hurry before you rushed back to the surface, staring at gyuvin with rage as you wiped the water from your eyes. he always was shaking the water out of his hair, giving you his normal sheepish smile, “i tripped?”

park gunwook - academic rivals

“i cant help that you suck?”

“oh come on, y/n..” gunwook whispered so only you could hear, “i am going so easy on you right now, what’s wrong with you today? are you letting me win?” you thought if he kept talking steam might actually start coming from your ears. the two of you were currently stood up at the white board, answering a complex math problem as you had just been the unlucky ones to be picked for the job. you could not stand park gunwook, ever since you were kids he had always been juuust a step above you academically and that drove you crazy. you studied your hardest, countless nights with no sleep, more than anything not wanting to be second to him for once.

it didn’t help at all that gunwook was incredibly cocky. rightfully so maybe.. but who even cared that he was crazily athletic? and smart? and… really good looking… and.. what were you thinking about?.. right! regardless, he didn’t need to be half as arrogant as he was. it was as if he was the worst person on earth 99% of the time, but it was that 1% when he would let you borrow a pencil, or give you studying tips, or help you with your work when even you found it too hard as 2nd rank in your class, that made it impossible to hate him deep down, that kept you daydreaming about him more often than you would like to admit. although you would never be caught saying any of this out loud.

you shut your eyes and let out a deep breath, “please shut up.” you mumbled softly as you opened your eyes trying to resume your math problem. you didn’t even need to look over as you already could tell he had a smirk on his handsome.. incredibly frustrating face. you both finished up, turning to face the class while the teacher looked over your work. after just a few moments it was announced to the class that your math was correct while gunwooks was a bit off. your jaw nearly hit the floor, you got it right and he didn’t? you looked over at him in confusion, “oh.. i’m sorry, i’ll study harder.” he smiled apologetically to the teacher as he pretended to sulk back to his seat, you also going back to your own but sparing him a glance before sitting down, “you’re welcome.” he mouthed with the same smug look from earlier appearing. could he be more annoying?

han yujin - boy next door

“what about the new boy next door? he’s cute, right?”

it had been just 6 months or so since your new neighbors had moved in, about the same amount of time since you had started to sit out on your balcony at night to read whatever book you were into at that time. you used to enjoy to sit there anyways but now you had a bit of.. motivation to say. you gathered your book as usual, sure to grab your notepad as well before going to sit outside on the swing which was on the balcony. it didn’t take long of your reading before you noticed him sitting at his desk behind a window directly across where you were sitting. it’s not like you were stalking yujin at all, the two of you were friends and he kept his curtains shut when he didn’t want to talk but little did you know he looked forward to these nights just as much as you did, sometimes even pretending to do homework at his desk when he really didn’t have any.

“like what you see? :)” you had hardly noticed you were staring until yujin finally held up his notebook with those words on it. you put your head in your hands for just a moment as your face turned bright red, “in your dreams maybe” you pulled out your own pen and notepad to reply back to him, both of you sharing a laugh as he read. “you know it :(“ he wrote back, bringing a finger to his eye and motioning as if a tear was falling. “are you coming over tomorrow?” you wrote down before flipping the notepad towards him, changing the subject as your face was red enough already. your parents were having a get together they invited the neighborhood to just to celebrate the start of summer together tomorrow. “will you miss me if i don’t?” yujin wrote back, tilting his head and giving you a cheeky smile of sorts. “of course not!” you wrote, acting offended with your hand on your chest that he would even inquire about such things, although it was obvious you were joking. “there’s your answer then” he replied back with a shrug, shutting his notebook and standing up to wave and close his curtains. you couldn’t help the slight frown that found it’s way to your face as he was gone so quickly, again trying to get yourself into reading the book you had brought along. it was probably about half an hour later when you finally were ready to go back inside and just glanced at yujins window one last time, the notebook now in front of the closed curtains with “goodnight, see you tomorrow <3” written on the paper.

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