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You were lazily laying down on the sofa with your boyfriend, head resting on his lap. You were watching TikToks on your phone, while Hongjoong was listening to his new instrumental composition.
You could see that he was not satisfied with it.
“Not good?” You whispered, not wanting the break his peace.
“Not good.” He sighed, removing his earbuds. “Not good at all.”
“You will figure it out.” You tried to motivate him. It was the 7th time, he kept changing everything he could on these only 1 minute and 39 seconds. For sure, it wasn’t the same music as the first time.
“I will take a break for now.” He took a deep breath, closing his eyes to avoid any more frustration.
You thought that maybe you needed to let Hongjoong rest, but he finally asked you:
“Did you find a costume for Halloween?”
You pouted, “No. I found a really cool witch costume yesterday, but they didn’t have my size anymore…”
“Well, at least you won’t see another person wearing the same costume as you.” He rubbed your forehead.
“But it was really cute.” You sighed.
“I‘ll probably be a vampire this year.” He said. “I just need to find… fangs.”
“You don’t have the main accessory for your costume?” You sat up, trying to not laugh at him.
“Exactly.” He smiled softly at you.
“You need to find one, otherwise you are just going to look like a sick waiter.”
“Ha ha ha,” he said sarcastically. “You are so funny.”
“I will probably try to be a computer.” You finally said.
“A computer?” He asked, raising a brow thinking about how you could end with this idea.
“Yeah, so at least you would be focused on me.”
A long and awkward silence settles between you.
Your boyfriend was trying to not choke you with the first pillow he would find, and you were trying to maintain a poker face even though you just wanted to laugh out loud at your joke.
“I don’t even know what to say.” He whispered.
“You suck.” You rolled your eyes and laid down back on him.
“Your jokes suck.” He replied.
“What about a chocolate bar?”
He simply gave the “are you crazy” look.
“Why not?” You shrugged. “At least you could eat me.”
“Oh! Y/N!” He pushed you out of his lap, making you roll on the fluffy mat.
You couldn’t stop laughing at his face. You loved to surprise him with a “not expected kinky sentence”.
“Come on don’t act so pure. Did you forget what you did yest-”
“Y/N!”
“Okay okay…” you sat correctly on the floor, facing him.
“Remove this smile on your face.”
“I can’t! You are just too cute.”
“You are unbelievable.”
“Forget hour vampire costume and try to be a nun.”
SEONGHWA
“Y/N! We are going to be late.” Yelled Seonghwa enough for you to hear him from the opposite room or the apartment.
“We are already.” You replied.
Seonghwa was admiring his pirate costume for the 3rd time in 2 minutes. He was quite happy with it and couldn’t wait to know what the other members thought about it.
Jongho had the great idea to organize a costume party and said that 2 people would be rewarded with the best costume of 2022.
Useless to say that your boyfriend wanted to win.
For this, he almost begged you for an entire day to match your costume with his.
It was quite hard for you to give up on your first costume idea, but when you imagined yourself and your boyfriend entering the room with your fabulous pirate costume, you agreed.
Seonghwa immediately turned around when he heard the door wincing behind him.
“So how do I look?” You asked, fixing your earrings.
You could have been happy only by the look on his face, but you wanted more.
You prepared this costume by yourself for an entire week and were already so happy and proud of the result.
“You- you look stunning…” you whispered; eyes glued on your dress corset.
“Isn’t the bandana too much? I feel like I have a lot of accessories already?” You asked, standing next to him to look at your reflection in the mirror.
“No. Everything is great.” He replied, reassuring you.
“Good then let’s go!” You slowly pecked his cheek, making sure to not let any lipstick on.
Well before you could step away from him, he held your wrist tightly.
“Huh?”
“Do we… really need to go?” He smirked, eyes gown up and down on your body.
“Are you serious?” You chuckled. “We prepared so much for this, and you want to give up?”
“Look at you.” He made you turn around. “I already won the competition.”
Your boyfriend was slowly approaching your face to you. “So?”
You raised a brow. “Dude, keep your thing in your pant.”
Seonghwa was surprised by this sudden mood change. He wasn’t expecting such a response.
“I didn’t give up on my Miss Hulk costume to stay at home!” You pushed his forehead slightly.
“Come on!” He pouted.
“Grab the keys! We are going to this party Park Seonghwa.”
“I hate you…” he whispered.
“Yeah yeah hurry to captain.” You opened the main door.
“Maybe we can leave early?”
“No.”
“Use a room there? For a few minutes? Or hours…”
“No.” You repeated. “Or yeah maybe…”
“Yes!”
“But only if we win.” You winked.
“Oh, they are not ready for the entrance we are about to make, darling.” He rushed outside.
YUNHO
“WAAAH!”
You didn’t even flinch at your boyfriend roaring at you, with a terrific and bloody Halloween 13th mask.
“Nice try.” You stuck your tongue out at him. “But I didn’t even blink.”
“I’m gonna-”
You both stopped in your tracks when a 5-year-old child was standing 2 meters from you with a terrified look.
You immediately tried to comfort him, saying that it was just a mask, but the child was already so scared that he ran to his mother, crying out loud in the store.
“Remove this quickly before we have a problem.” You ordered it from your boyfriend.
“But I still have a point.”
“I wasn’t scared.” You raised a brow.
“But he was.” He smirked. “It still counts.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No!” You raised your voice.
“Ok, what if we change the rules?” Suggested Yunho.
To put more context to this weird situation, your boyfriend challenged you last week. Since he would be busy with his group schedule during Halloween, he had the great idea to suggest an entire Halloween week. By that, he means that you both compete to scare the other one. The winner will be the one who made the other one flinch, scream, and even cry the most.
“What do you suggest?”
“Let’s say that the one who just looks surprised by a prank, is the final loser.” He smirked.
“But I’m always surprised!”
“Yeah, I know.” He patted your head. “We need to try to keep a poker face.”
“Bet.” You immediately replied.
Yunho was surprised that you accepted so quickly since it would be a hard mission to manage for you. But at least it was good for him.
You sealed this bet with a handshake, and both ran to different places in the store, to find the perfect accessory.
You looked for something extravagant for at least 5 minutes, still aware that your boyfriend could jump out of nowhere at any moment.
Finally, an accessory caught your attention.
On the other part of the store, Yunho was focused on which kind of weapon could make you afraid.
He knew that a mask was kind of useless on you, but what about a chainsaw? An electric one?
“Yeah definitely.” He grabbed it.
At this moment, Yunho was looking for you. He needed to take care of his height because you could easily spot him from anywhere.
He almost jumped for joy when he saw you focused on a mask. Your back was facing him. It was almost too easy, he thought.
He just had to surprise you from behind.
He slowly and quietly stepped toward you, making sure he was discreet.
“What do you think about this?” You asked, turning over at the last second.
Yunho gagged when he saw a bloody and realistic eye globe pending on your cheek.
You hid your real eye with a skin-matching eye patch, so it was kind of surprising for him to see you with this face.
“I WON!!!” You yelled out loud.
“This is disgusting!” He gagged once again.
“Yeah yeah loser.” You laughed, slowly removing the eye from your face.
“I can’t believe I lose with… this!” He rubbed his eyes, frustrated. “That’s not even scary.”
“You said to maintain a poker face only. Not that it should be scary.” You smirked.
“Revenge.”
“No! You admit it you are a loser.” You patted his shoulder softly. “It’s okay. The student has surpassed the master.”
“Never!” He replied.
For sure, he wouldn’t give up so easily. But at least, you won against the game master this time.
YEOSANG
“Heeey!” Greeted Mingi, opening the door to you.
“Oh hey!” You greeted back, a bit surprised to see so much enthusiasm coming from him.
“Welcome to Ateez in Wonderland!”
“Thank you.” You giggled. “Do you know where I can find Yeosang?”
“Absolutely not.” He smiled.
“Why are you in such a good mood?” You asked.
“It’s Halloween Y/N!”
“But you are such a scared baby. I thought you would stay at home, to be honest.”
“No, because it’s me who allows people to get in or not. If the costume is too scary then bye!” He smirked proudly.
“Of course…” you sighed. “Then have fun there.”
“Thank you!”
You patted his shoulder and started to look for your boyfriend.
There were a lot of people dancing already, but you couldn’t spot your boyfriend on the dance floor.
You thought that maybe he was still preparing and decided to wait for him with a drink.
“Can I get a spooky martini?” You asked the barman.
“Sure.”
You started to scroll on your phone, hoping to see a Yeosang notification.
“Excuse me milady.” Someone taped your shoulder.
“Yeah?” Your heart almost skipped a beat when you spotted your boyfriend, wearing a medieval prince costume with a black vintage mask.
“Yeosang you look-”
“No milady. It’s Sir Kang today.” He kissed your hand.
“Okay, Sir Kang.” You giggled. “You look amazing tonight.”
“Thank you,” he smirked at you. “You to milady, you look delicious.”
“Delicious?”
“Exquisite.”
“Thank you, baby.”
“May I invite you to dance with me?” He pointed at the crowd at the center of the room.
“Actually, I’m waiting for my drink. I really need to… get in the right mood.”
“No problem milady.” He sat on the stool next to you.
“Are you going to talk like this the whole night?”
“You don’t like it?” He freaked out for a second, using his usual voice.
“I like it. Maybe even more than your normal one.” You winked.
“Great.” He grabbed your tiny hand in his. “What's your costume right tonight?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m Hinata!”
“Hinata?” He repeated.
“Yeah! In Naruto. Look at my lenses!” You pointed at your white eyes.
“But she’s not wearing this kind of sexy outfit.”
“I made it spicy.” You smirked, running your finger on his toned arm.
“I love it.”
“Next year we should try a partner costume”, you shyly suggested.
“That’s a great idea honey.”
You almost choked on your drink with this cute name. You need to be used to it.
“Y/N! Yeosang! Let’s dance!” Yelled Wooyoung from the dance floor.
“Milady- no.” He shook his head. “Hinata-Sama, can you be my dance partner tonight?” He asked, standing up.
“Hai.” You replied, grabbing his hand.
“Let’s have some fun!” He screamed in excitement.
SAN
San set down the last cushions on the floor. He was trying to make your little space comfortable as possible.
You would spend the 4 next hours watching horror movies together. Everything needed to be peaceful, comfy, and clean.
“Can you believe it’s our first Halloween together?” You asked, sitting next to him.
“Are you going to say this for everything we will do together?”
“Yes!” You smiled with enthusiasm.
“What are we watching tonight?” He asked, trying to expect what kind of movie he’s going to be terrified of.
“In the dark and… Smile. I heard it was a good movie.”
“Great.” He whispered.
“Are you scared already?” You poked his side.
“No! I’m used to it.”
“Then I’ll play the movie.”
“I almost messed up our popcorn.” Realized San, looking at every burnt corn.
“How is that possible? You just put it 3 minutes in the microwave.”
“I don’t know… it just smells wrong. But at least it looks like it.”
“If you make me sick with-”
“Shh, it’s starting!” San turned the volume up.
The first 15 minutes were okay, it just set the mood of the movie.
But everything changed when the night came. The first jump scare came and half of the candies were already spread on the blanket.
“I knew it!”
“Then why you screamed? You are scarier than the movie!” You complained.
“Because it’s scary, dude!”
“Don’t dude me!” You pinched his arm.
“Can we pause it? I need to calm down.”
“We said no pausing today. It’s Halloween.”
“You want to kill me.”
A part of you wanted to run away from the screen as well, but the movie started to be interesting.
“No girl. Don’t open this door…” whispered San, covering his ears.
“Shh.” You repeated.
“Don’t don’t don’t don’t…” repeated San from stress.
The bowl of popcorn flew between both of you when the evil spirit appeared on the screen.
You didn’t know if you were more surprised by the movie or your boyfriend’s scream.
“San!”
“I hate this!” He whined, not daring to look at the screen.
“It’s a movie!” You finally paused, seeing the state of your boyfriend.
“But why should it appear when there’s no light? It’s…”
“I thought you were used to this kind of movie.” Your voice softened.
“I lied. I wanted to impress you.” He gulped, hiding his face under the blanket.
You couldn’t help but think that it was a cute initiative.
“I won’t stop loving you because you are scared of horror movies, idiot.” You ran your fingers on the back of his head.
San slowly pulled down the cover, “you love me?”
You quickly realized what you just said. It came out so naturally that you didn’t even notice it.
“Let’s play back the movie.” You avoided his question.
“Hey! Answer me.”
“La la la la la!” You sang loud enough to not hear him until the next scene.
“I finally love Halloween.” He smiled widely, snuggling against you.
The movie became a distraction for him. The only thing that matters was this short sentence repeating non-stop in his head.
MINGI
“I can’t believe this girl makes me run miles to find just a fake plastic spider…” sighed Mingi, climbing the last stair before entering his floor.
You both moved on together 2 months ago and to celebrate this, you had the fantastic idea to celebrate it by organizing a Halloween party.
Mingi, of course, agreed. It was obviously a cool and fun suggestion, but honestly, he would have refused it if he knew that it means so much work, time, and dedication. And for sure, the hardest part was to manage you and your excitement. You were so happy about your decoration or spooky snacks that your voice was so high, almost like an ultrasound.
“Babe I’m home.” Greeted Mingi when he opened the door.
He was surprised to find an empty apartment. You were supposed to finish the last installation.
Your boyfriend immediately checked his phone to see if you didn’t leave him a message saying that you had something to do at the last minute. But nothing.
Mingi shrugged and just admitted that you ran into the supermarket to find flour for your pumpkin cupcakes.
He gave up all his bags on the kitchen counter and looked for some water.
*cling*
Mingi raised a brow. He had never heard such a sound before. He looked around him to check if something wasn’t falling, but nothing.
“I swear all these preparations make me crazy…”
*cling cling*
“Ok what the fuck is this?” He started to freak out.
His first instinct told him to grab the first heavy thing on the counter: a pan.
“Y/N?” He called you, thinking you were at home finally.
His heart clenched in his chest when he didn’t hear any response.
“Whoever you are go out of my house!” He yelled out with a trembling voice.
“I have a knife!” He threatened. “And I’m not scared to use it!”
*cling cling cling*
The kitchen’s light suddenly turned off. Mingi almost fainted from fear. He just ran to the other source of light: the living room.
But at the right moment that one of his feet stepped into the other room, you yelled at him, trying to scare him.
By the scream he let out, you assumed that it was a successful mission.
You couldn’t contain your laughter when you saw his decomposed face and the pan tightly wrapped against his chest as a shield.
“Y/N!”
“You should have seen your face.” You laughed, using the couch as a support since your legs gave up on you.
“You almost gave me a heart attack!”
“Oh come on,” you smiled. “I thought you had a knife to protect you.”
“I could have one! And you would probably be injured right now!”
“Yeah sure…” you wiped your teary eyes. “You were too busy screaming.”
“I hate you.” He faked hitting you with the pan.
“Now that you are really in the mood-” you started.
“Ah no! I need a nap after this.” He lay down on the couch.
“Huh? But we have so many things to do! People are coming in… 3 hours now!” You tried to push him off the sofa.
“I don’t care! I need to gain my spirit back.”
“Mingi! Come on! It was a joke.” You pouted.
“I’m traumatized…” he whispered dramatically.
“You are such a baby…” you smirked.
WOOYOUNG
“Thank you for staying with me tonight.” You sat in front of your friend.
“Anytime. I know that you hate thunder and storm.” Replied Wooyoung, distributing UNO’s cards.
“I hope I don’t make you miss a great Halloween party.”
“No. And I rather stay in with you right now.”
“Come on,” you giggled. “You love me huh!”
“Of course. You are my best friend after all.” He pinched your forearm.
You could have replied something back, but the thunder sound resonated in your entire apartment, making you frown for a second.
“Y/N, it’s okay.” Wooyoung tried to reassure you as much as he could.
“I hate this.” You sighed, grabbing the sofa plaid next to you.
“I will try one day to make you love the thunder sound. It’s so relaxing when you are sleeping.”
“I love rain when I sleep. But thunder is so… scary. I do feel like everything will crush around me.”
Okay, but right now, try to relax. We are both here, with food and games. What could happen?”
Right at this moment, all the lights turned off.
“This.” You said, blinking crazily in the dark. “A power outage could happen.”
“Well, at least we are right in the Halloween theme.” He laughed.
“This is not funny!” You stood up, rushing to your room to find any candles you could light.
Wooyoung was enjoying the situation so much that he was trying to scare you with an evil laugh.
“You are scaring me! Stop that!” You whined.
“Oh Y/N, you are such a coward. It’s just a-”
A violent and loud thunder sound crushed down close to your apartment. Your best friend as well was taken aback. So much that he let out a quick scream.
“Ah! Coward my ass! You are scared too!”
“Shut up! I was not expecting it to be this loud.” He said as an excuse.
“What about staying in my bed since we can’t play anymore.”
“Ouh, your bed? Come on Y/N, you know I’m not easy.” He tried to hide his body with his hands.
“Yikes. In no world, I would want to touch you!” You gagged, slowly walking to your bed.
“Liar liar liar.” He rolled his eyes.
After arguing like children for 5 good minutes, you were now both under your bed sheets. The room was quiet, a bit awkward because it was the first time you are so close in a private space.
“Why is this so tense?”
“I don’t know.” You replied.
You rolled to the side, looking at him. “We were actually close, but never like that.”
He moved to the side as well to face you.
“You kinda cute tonight.”
“I’m always cute.” You replied.
“Yeah but now that I can see your dark circle I really think that you are fitting Halloween.”
“I fucking hate you.” You rolled your eyes and turned to the other side, your back facing him.
“I’m kidding.” He giggled.
When he saw that you didn’t answer, he scooped behind you.
He felt your body tense for a few seconds and then adapt to his body heat.
“You are the prettiest person ever idiot.” He whispered against your nape.
He slowly ran his arm around your waist, trying to get you closer to him.
That’s why it began to be awkward. Something is changing between both of you. And it looked wonderful already.
JONGHO
“Hurry up!” You rushed to the haunted house; hand tightly closed around your boyfriend’s one.
“Y/N, I won’t be scared.” Smiled Jongho, laughing that you were trying to scare him.
“I won’t give up! This is my mission!”
“That is useless.”
“Listen Choi Jongho!” You faced him, your finger at 2 centimeters from his face. “I had a bet with the group, I need to make you scared! I need to hear you scream one time at least.”
“And that’s why we go the haunted house? It’s always the same.”
“No. This one is the scariest of Seoul.”
“I won’t be scared. But you will so we better not do that.” He insisted.
“Are you insisting because you are scared?” You raised a brow, challenging him.
“You wish.” He sighed.
“Then let’s go!” You led the way to the entrance.
To be honest, you were really scared. The more you walked to the attraction, the more you wanted to cry. But you had a mission to achieve.
You hoped that a long queue would be already set but no one. It was empty.
“Why nobody is there?” You asked, thinking that maybe there was an issue.
“Hello, young people!” Greeted an obviously evil and bloody doctor.
You hiccupped in surprise while your boyfriend didn’t move an inch.
“Are you already scared?” He laughed crazily.
“N-no.” You whispered.
“Are you working there?” Asked your boyfriend, pointing at the house. “Why is it empty?”
“Oh, we have a smart boy here! As you can see, nobody has the courage to enter our house.” He laughed once again. “That’s why is it empty. Only the bravest one can.”
“We are!” You said, a bit too loud.
“Oh! Are you sure young lady? You look like you are going to faint from fear right now!”
“Can I go alone?” Asked Jongho.
Both of you were surprised. Why would he do that?
“I need to be there to see you scream!”
“Y/N it’s obviously too scary for you. And look at your legs you are shaking.”
“No, I’m cold.”
“We love cold body there.” Smirked the doctor.
“You know what. Let’s call each other. I go there and you will hear-”
“I want to go.” You insisted with a serious look this time.
“Alright.” He sighed. “Stay close to me.”
“Alright!” Clapped the doctor. “Follow me. All my friends will be happy to meet you.”
You gulped and finally followed your boyfriend there.
The doctor waved at you while you were slowly disappearing in the dark.
6 minutes later.
“Ooh! This is our disgusting little couple!” Claimed the doctor as soon as you stepped out. “How was the experience?”
“Boring.” Replied Jongho. “But fun.”
“That’s the most important thing. And you, young lady?”
“She’s traumatized.” Giggled Jongho.
“Is she okay?” He asked, a bit worried about the look on your face.
“Hmm… I don’t really know. I think we should go home.”
“O-okay.” He stuttered, embarrassed for you. “Go home safe.”
“Thank you.” He bowed politely. “Babe, let’s go.”
You nodded weirdly; your soul still stuck in the haunted house.
“Hellooo! Earth is calling Choi San.” Said Seonghwa, waving his hand in front of his friend.
San blinked two times before realizing that both of his team members were looking at him. He could notice a glimpse of worry in their eyes.
“Sorry Hyung, I was lost in my mind. What’s happening?” He tried to reassure them with a shy smile.
Seonghwa and Jongho looked at each other. Their mouth stayed closed, but it was easy to guess what they were thinking.
San let out a nervous laugh escape his lips. “Why are you so serious? Relax!”
“You don’t need to hide your feelings with us.” Said Jongho, an empathic look on his face.
San remained quiet, losing his smile.
“You should talk to her San. You can’t stay like this.” Added Seonghwa.
“Like what?” He asked straight.
“Sad.”
San ran his fingers in his blond hair, completely frustrated now. Talking about you was the last thing he wanted right now.
He was not over your breakup yet. And to be honest, he ignored if he will be over it someday.
“I’m fine, okay? You should stop worrying about me.”
“Then what are we supposed to do? Act like you are not dying slowly?” Asked Seonghwa.
“Don’t overreact.”
“When was the last time you ate? And by that, I mean a proper meal? Not biscuit or instant noodles?”
A sharp silence settled in the living room. It was an answer for them.
“It’s been I while since you hang out with us too. Just eight of us. Not only for our promotions.” Added Jongho, sitting next to San on the couch.
“Yeah…” sighed Seonghwa. “You should move on and forget her. You made your choice.”
“Do you think it’s easy?” Asked San.
None of them has ever heard this tone of voice coming from him before. Of course, they had few arguments or fights, but they could feel his angriness down their spine.
“Did one of you already break up with the love of your life before? No, I don’t think so.”
“Hyung… we are just trying to help you.” Jongho tried to change the mood. “We don’t like seeing you this way.”
“Yeah me neither! Do you think I’m enjoying this situation?” He raised his voice.
“San.” Seonghwa tried to calm him down. In vain.
“Just leave me alone and give me enough time to process. Is it too hard to understand?”
Without waiting more, San stood up and rushed to his room. At least, he would be in peace there.
After slamming the door, he sat down on his bed. He quickly glanced at the frame on his night table.
As always, his heart clenched when he saw your smile.
The picture was a bit blurry, but it was his favorite. Why? Because it happened just after your first kiss. It was a memorable moment.
Looking at this souvenir, made him angrier. San quickly faced down the frame.
Would it be less painful to hide it?
Each of his actions was surrounded by thoughts. The terrible headache that he had just after your break-up has never left him since.
*Bzzz*
By instinct, he instantly grabbed his phone under his pillow.
[3 missed calls by Y/N]
San stared at his phone for a minute. Turning on the screen every time that it came dark. He was enjoying reading your name as a notification. Just like before.
He hesitated a few seconds before sliding his finger on the notification.
Half of his brain was telling him to not listen to it, because it would be painful just to hear your voice. But the other one was telling him to listen to your soft voice.
“What are you doing San?” He asked himself. “It’s just a voice message. Maybe she left something here.”
It was a lie. He knew you got all of your stuff back. But it was a psychological way to give him enough strength to press the play button.
San let out a long breath and finally raised his phone near his ear.
“You have 3 new voice messages. The first one was recorded today at 8:34 PM.”
“Hello, San. It’s me. Y/N.”
His face was deformed as he heard your voice after such a long time. No, it’s a lie. He heard it yesterday by watching the videos you took together.
But today it was different.
“I don’t know why I need to specify that it’s me. You obviously know.” You continue, letting out a nervous laugh.
“I don’t know if you are going to receive this… Maybe you really blocked me as you said.”
Your ex-boyfriend was feeling guilty. He really said terrible things to you.
“I just wanted to congratulate you. I saw your interview with “Iheart Radio”. You said. “It was on your dream list, right? You must be really happy.”
San was now lying down on his bed, curled up on the side. Without noticing, he was nodding at everything you said.
You let out a long sigh. Long enough for him to know that you were sad and frustrated.
“I don’t know what I am doing… It’s been months since we saw each other. I should have already moved on, no?”
“Yes…” sobbed San.
“End of the message. If you want to listen to it once again, tap 1. If you want to hear the next mes-”
*Bip*
“You receive a message at 8:39 PM.”
“San-ah…” you sobbed.
It was too much for him, listening to you crying was the worst thing ever. He imagined you, alone in your apartment, probably sitting on the bathroom floor. He just wanted to rush there and comfort you.
“I can’t do that.” You sniffled. “I just can’t get over the fact that I lost my boyfriend and my best friend.”
“Y/N…” he sobbed, wiping his tears angrily.
“Why can’t I move on?” You gulped. “Why did you have to break my heart this way?”
“I’m so sorry.” He was repeating, hoping that his thoughts would find yours.
“I hate this. I hate being so far from you. I hate seeing you so happy while I’m dying inside.”
He knew that you were watching the comeback promotion. His job is to be happy in front of the camera and fans. He doesn’t have any choice.
“I hate that you are ignoring me after all you did. Why you didn’t leave me alone when I said? You shouldn’t have try to get my heart if it was to give it back in fucking pieces.”
In your monologue, you paused a minute to cry your heart out loud. You didn’t say anything, just sniffles, sobs, and cries were reasoning in San’s room.
He felt so pathetic. Well before meeting you, he knew that his career would be his priority. Then why did he insist to date you no matter what? That was so selfish of him.
“I truly hate you.” You whispered.
“End of the message. If you want to listen to it once again, tap 1. If you want to hear the next message, tap 2.”
San didn’t move a bit. His heart hurt him so much that he felt like passing out. His body didn’t respond. He wanted to listen the next record, but he was incapable of it.
His vision was blurry, he wanted to throw up and faint at the same time.
No one has ever told him how a breakup was horrible and painful.
“End of the message. If you want to listen to it once again, tap 1. If you want to hear the next message, tap 2.”
Still nothing. He was curled up on the bed, hands gripped on his shirt, tears running down on his face, and clenched teeth.
“You receive a message at 8:56 PM.”
“It’s me again.”
You seemed calmer than in the previous message.
“I’m sorry, I don’t hate you. That’s contrary to be honest. I love you so much that I can’t move on.”
You took another deep breath, probably to avoid crying again, and continued.
“I’m sorry for everything that I said.” You apologized again. “I just needed you to know that I’m trash without you.”
“Me too.” He whispered.
“Fuck that sound so cringe. But who cares. It’s not going to change anything.”
“I love you…” he added, wiping his eyes.
“I know that these messages were quite messy. So let me… explain? No. Resume? No either.”
He heard a sigh of frustration. San was aware that you had difficulties expressing your feelings.
“I will just say it.” You cleared your throat. “I know that it’s not your fault if we are not together anymore. You always worked so hard to be an idol so it was more than understandable that you continue this way.”
Your voice cracked. But you made abstraction of it and continued your explanation.
“In a way… I’m sorry for you. I interfered in your life and made it a little bit harder.”
“No, you didn’t.”
“You had to switch between being an idol to being a boyfriend. I knew it was tiring. But the selfish person that I am just decided to ignore it and ask you more and more every day.”
San couldn’t believe that you were now blaming yourself. In any case that was your fault.
“Thank you for all the devotion you gave me. You really made me the happiest girl on this earth.” You sobbed once again. “I can say that someone loved and cared about me.”
“Ah, this is killing me.” He cried out loud.
“Please let’s keep the beautiful memory only. Not the saddest one. Even if we are taking a different way now… let’s not forget each other as well.”
San nodded, he was for sure okay with you.
“I will always… always… always cheer for you. Please be the idol you dreamed of.”
“I will. I promise.”
“Choi San.”
His heart stopped for a sec. His name always feels different when it comes out from your lips.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“End of the message. If you want to listen to it once again, tap 1. If you want to hear the previous messages, tap 2.”
*Bip*
“You receive a message at 8:34 PM.”
“Hello, San. It’s me. Y/N.”
San listened to your messages the whole night. Hearing your voice was somehow giving him enough strength for the next minutes, but also killing him inside.
He would never forgive himself for what he was making you go through.
No one has ever told him how a breakup was horrible and painful.
Nobody could comfort you.
Or never mind, only one person could.
But this person is you.
The one he lost.
Hello! I'm a new Atiny, became a stan in Jan. 2022. I saw your guide for new Atiny's which was BEAUTIFULLY organized, so I hoped you might be willing to help new Atiny's navigage the fan site/official merch and concert ticket sales? I really want to see them on tour and I just want to make sure I'm going through the right avenues. Thank you for your consideration!
Hongjoong and San Biased, but I genuinely love them all and their dynamic together!
I'm also a Stay, Moa and ARMY.
Hello! Welcome to Atinyland, you will love it! 🦋
Personally, I can't have a bias in Ateez, but I definitively know what you are talking about for Hongjoong and San hehe
And sorry for answering you this late but I will do my best to help you :)
First, tbh I don't have any idea how's working Ateez fan site. I think I've never been there yet. But I'm sure you can find info on Twitter/Google... 😔
But I can definitively help with the merch and the concert ticket sales hehe
Official merch: you can buy some on a lot of websites.
⚠️ Be aware that if you are not living in SK or around the shipping fees are atrocious 💀
KQ Shop: here you can buy everything related to KQ artists such as birthday merch, albums, lightsticks, concert merch, and more.
Ateez EU Store (in partnership with MyMusicTaste): they’re selling a few months after the concert the amount of merch left. If you are leaving in Europe, it’s way more interesting to wait for the website to be updated and then buy here. The shipping fees are waaaay cheaper.
MyMusicTaste: I don’t know if they will still sell merch since they don’t organize concerts anymore (if I understand well), but they were used to selling special merch or good opportunities such as fan-sign, fan-call, and meet-and-greet event.
Official KPOP websites such as: Kpoptown, Ktwon4U (there are interesting sales sometimes).
Tickets concert sales: I won't lie to you lmao this is the stressful thing eveeer! But you can do it :)!
To be fully prepared the sale day:
Be aware of every sale (pre-sale, membership sale, official sale), and just in case sign up for all of them.
Be sure to have at least 2 free hours to get your tickets (if you can ofc). Most of the time tickets will get sold out really quickly, but people are leaving their cart, or the venue can add little by little some seats. So do not give up until you have official news from the venue.
Prepare many devices if you can. Take your phone, laptop, your parents’ phone, roommate's computer, bf/gf’s phone… everything you can!
Ask your friends, parents, family or anyone to help you to get tickets.
Be sure to have a good Internet connection. Sometimes Wifi can be a b*tch so don’t hesitate to use your phone 4G/5G if you can. And it’s way faster.
Create in advance an account on the venue website.
Start to refresh the website 1 hour before.
Do not leave or refresh the queue when you are in. If you consider being too far in the queue then add another device or try in incognito mode.
Have your credit card ready with more than the price of tickets on it.
Stalk social media, especially Twitter. I suggest activating Ateez and the venue account notification so you won’t miss anything.
⚠️ FAMILIARIZE YOURSELF WITH THE VENUE LAYOUT. This is sooo important! You won’t freak out the first time you enter the website, you know what to do.
If you are a minor, be sure to ask your parents or legal guardian the authorization to go to the concert, and be aware that you need an adult with you the D-Day.
Follow fanbases account. They're doing their best to make sure that everything is okay for you and the artist.
If you are going to multiple venues, do the same thing for each of them. Learn how every website works.
⚠️ Depending on the country, buy places from an official reseller.
Play an Ateez playlist in the background to give you the strength to fight for your tickets lmao (personal suggestions: Guerilla, Wonderland, Hala Hala, Say My Name, Wave, Illusion, Not Too Late,...)
Hellooo! This is not a writing today! A new Atiny asked me to do like a helpful guide for ATEEZ! So here it is. I hope it will help many of you too! I tried to be complete as possible and linked many videos so you can get to know them a lot more! If you notice something wrong or want to add something, let me know! 😊 Thank you, stay healthy 🦋! Masterlist
Updated : 2022, August 21st.
REQUEST:“Okay so i’m a “new” atiny because i’m starting to stan them but i’ve listened to them before and had some really nice posts about them on my feed so I’m wondering if you can do like a little guide for ateez about their personality and which visual god is who because a girl is confused haha.”
The whole group:
Ateez / 에이티즈 (A Teenager Z, they have all teenagers wants).
8 members.
Before their official debut, the group name was KQ Fellaz.
Label : KQ Entertainment.
Debut date: 24/10/2018.
Debut MVs: Pirate King & Treasure.
Fandom: ATINY / 에이티니 (Ateez + Destiny).
US Label: RCA Records.
Lightstick: Lightiny.
Albums (August 2022): 11 korean albums (1 full album included) + 5 japanese albums.
ATINY Selca Day (on Twitter, fans post a selfie similar to a member’s one): every 22nd of every month.
ATINY’s emoji: 🦋(Hongjoong motivated Atinys with shoes that he reformed and he was using a butterfly, so fans started to use it at a fandom recognition on Twitter).
Fun facts about the whole group:
The group gained popularity with their Performance video I.
Korean artists are praising their energy, performance, visual, charisma on stage.
Asked their fans to vote for their title track : Wave VS Illusion / Inception VS Thanxxx.
Got their first win with Wave on 190620.
They went on their first world tour (US + Europe) few months after their debut and sold out all the stops.
They all have a position (center, rapper, dancer,…) but they all can do everything.
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You were lazily laying on the couch of your living room. The entire apartment had been quiet almost the entire evening until Mingi’s key perturbed the quietness.
As soon as you heard the door open, your eyes rolled, and your fist clenched under the blanket that was covering your lower body.
“I’m home!” He shouted from the hallway, probably removing his shoes because of the loud stomping noise in the background.
You didn’t reply. You simply sat back properly and stared at the TV screen for a second.
“Babe,” he passed his head into the door frame. “Are you sleeping?”
He had his answer when he saw your eyes staring at the screen.
“I have good news!” He said, walking to your bedroom.
Because of the texture friction, you could guess that he was changing his clothes to one more comfortable.
“You would never imagine what happened today!” He yelled, visibly enthusiastic by the situation.
“An opportunity I guess.” You mumbled.
Your boyfriend ran to the living room and jumped on the couch. Usually, it wouldn’t annoy you. You would simply scold him because it could have broken the couch, but you would giggle at least.
“You remember the performance that I absolutely wanted for the MAMA awards show?” He asked.
You simply nodded and waited for him to continue his story.
“Finally, the director contacted our manager, and I will be the one performing!” He stomped, too excited. “I can’t believe it! Finally, a solo performance.”
You were happy for him, that’s what he wanted so badly for a year. Most of the members had their time to shine, but not Mingi yet.
“Congrats.” You simply replied, not showing a single hint of happiness or excitement.
Mingi was surprised. When he announces something like this, you are the first one to jump in the entire apartment and grab a bottle of soju or beer to celebrate it. But right now, he only saw a dark expression on your face.
“Are you okay?” He asked, getting closer to you.
“Yeah.” You stood up. “I’m fine.”
Your boyfriend confirmed that something was wrong.
“I’m not sure.”
“I’m just tired.” You lied, passing by him to walk out of the room.
Not wanting to let you leave like this, he followed you, without saying anything.
Even if your room is only 7 seconds away from the living room, it seemed longer knowing that your boyfriend was trying to analyze your body language.
“Why are you mad?” He asked, hoping to have a sincere reply to this time.
“I’m not mad.”
“I know you Y/N. I know when you are mad when you are sad or even when you are hungry well before your belly growls.” He smiled, trying to relax this tense atmosphere.
“I’m fine.”
Before you could slide under the sheets, Mingi grabbed it. When you finally stared at him for the first time today, he knew that something bad was going on.
“Did I do something?”
“I’m cold.” You tried to pull the sheets on you.
“What is going on with you?” He threw the sheets completely out of the bed.
“What is going on with me?” You pointed at yourself, completely frustrated. “You should ask what is going on with you!”
“Finally, here we go.” He sighed. “What’s wrong?”
You felt mad by the way he seemed annoyed by this situation.
Usually, you never tell him when something is making you mad because nobody is perfect, and you try to live with each other’s habits. But right now, he was sighing like you had an argument the entire week.
“Never mind.” You gave up, trying to not make this situation worse.
“Just tell me. You won’t stay mad like this your entire life.”
“What if I do?” You rolled your eyes.
“Then I will leave.”
“Then leave.” You pointed at the door.
“Just tell me oh my gosh.” He sighed louder, sitting on the bed.
“You have more important things to do, no? Just go ahead?”
“What did I miss?” He wondered, understanding that he wouldn’t get any answer from you. “It’s not your birthday. We didn’t have dinner with your friends or parents…”
He was listing all the possible things that could make you mad. Finally, he realized. “Oh.”
He forgot your anniversary.
For an entire month, every day, you were talking about this, trying to organize something cool and romantic.
“I’m sorry babe, I completely forgot it was today.”
You glanced at your phone, looking at the digits on the screen: 00:28. “You mean yesterday.”
“I promise I will fix my mistake.” He grabbed both of your hands in his. “I’m so so sorry.”
You ignored if it was because you planned an entire day that didn’t go as planned or if you were really done with his behavior, but you could simply not believe him. A part of you knew that no matter what, you would never be his first choice.
You gently pushed his hand away. “I think you should sleep at the dorm this week.”
“Oh, come on babe.” He pouted. “I’m sorry, okay?”
“I don’t care if you are sorry Mingi.” You replied. “To be honest, I’m not even mad because you forgot our anniversary. I’m mad because I’m not important to you.”
“Don’t tell such a thing…” he sighed.
“I feel stupid for trying alone to save this relationship.”
“Don’t act like you are the only one trying to make things work.” He replied, visibly mad about your words.
“I do.” You chuckled nervously, trying to stop these tears from forming in your eyes. “I fucking do Mingi.”
“I try to manage my schedule and you.”
“Argh, stop lying Mingi.” You stood up.
When you are mad or nervous, you have this habit of walking around.
“In a year, you never choose me over your schedule.” You started. “Or even tried to. You simply say, “sorry let’s do this another time” every time your manager calls.”
“I can’t tell him “No” Y/N.”
“He’s the one telling you that it can wait, but no you are running there.”
“That is not true.” He stood up as well.
You were now facing each other. If someone was in front of this scene, they would never imagine that you were lovers.
“You never believe me anyway, or just listen to me.”
“I do! I do it all the time!”
“If you cared at least a bit about me, Mingi, you would have put an alarm or a reminder on your phone. I’m not this kind of lover asking for a special day for me! I know that you are busy so just a text or a vocal message would have been okay for me!”
Your boyfriend remained quiet, it’s true that he didn’t think at all about texting you today.
“If you cared about me, you would tell me “Good luck” for my last exam week! Like I fucking do for all your performance!” You continued. “There’s a complete difference between what you say and what you do.”
“I do my best.”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m at a point where “best” for you is nothing for me.”
These words felt like a bullet to him. You didn’t say it clearly, but he really understood that you were done.
“Y/N.”
Once again, you stepped back, not allowing him to disturb you with his soft touch. You were decided to make things changes or to break up right now.
“Don’t tell me that-” he started before being cut off and surprise by the sad giggle you let out.
“At least I’m glad that our anniversary was yesterday. It would be so sad to break up on this day.”
“To b- to break up. Y/N hold on!” He tried to grab your hand, but it was useless, you dodged him again.
“I would appreciate it if you could leave now.”
Your voice cracked, but you let out a fake cough, not wanting him to know you were at the edge of crying.
“I can fix that.”
“You can. But do you really want to?” You raised a brow. “Do you really want to put me as your top priority? No matter what your schedule or whatever you need to do?”
Mingi absolutely wanted to scream yes, that you count for him more than anybody else. But at the same time, he was thinking about his members who are waiting for something from him. To be there for practice and schedules.
He didn’t realize that he didn’t say a word yet, too busy thinking about his career.
You would never be mad at him for choosing his career first. You were mad at yourself thinking that you could be the number one in his life.
You knew what you were going to do when you accepted to date him a year ago, but you ignored how much pain you would endure at the same time because of this.
“Well, if you don’t have anything to say.” You pointed at the door again. “I would like to sleep. I have an exam tomorrow.”
It was a lie, but you know it would be a good excuse for him to go back to the dorm.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, not daring to look at you.
“Me too.”
He took you all the strength you had in your body to not let these hot tears sling on your face and to not grab his hand and beg him to stay, crying out loud that you would wait for him.
You were just keeping this poker face and not breaking the eye contact when he dared to lift his stare on you.
Without saying anything, he turned around.
Every step felt like an earthquake to you. Your world was falling.
“Oh. I forgot.” He looked at you again, trying to reach for something in his bag.
You saw him grabbing something light in his hand. He came quickly to you and grabbed the back of your hand.
If your brain was working well, you would simply step back, but the softness of his skin comforted you in this harsh moment.
“Thank you for this.” He gently gave you back your second apartment key.
You stared at the little silver key.
“It’s really over.” You whispered; eyes blurred by tears.
Probably in the same state as you, Mingi rushed to leave the apartment. The warm feeling on your hand disappeared quickly. Like he did.
You ignored how much time you were standing dumbly in your room, your hand still holding the key. You couldn’t really believe that Mingi and you are over.
You couldn’t believe that you will need to continue your life as your feelings and love for him never existed.
You woke up once again when you heard the thunder outside. You are not really scared of it, but not very comfortable either.
As usual, you turned around so you could hug your fiancé and find some sleep again. But an empty space embraced you instead.
“Yunho?” You called him quietly.
You sat on the bed and tried to discern any light from the bathroom. Nothing.
Since your little girl was born, you needed to be sure that everyone was okay and all the time. Not only your little Sasha but Yunho and your dog as well.
You got out of the bed and stepped quietly into the next room, Sasha’s one.
Before you could enter, you stopped at the door frame and stared at the scene in front of you.
Thanks to the weak orange light, you saw your daughter well awake, with an empty baby bottle, and a ton of plushies next to her. Your fiancé was with her in the crib, visibly in an uncomfortable position because of his tall legs, but he seemed to not care at all.
You laid down against the door frame, smiling at this meaningful moment.
“Only 6 months and look how strong you are, my angel.” He tickled her neck, making her giggle cutely.
“Are you going to be strong as your daddy or a scared baby as your mommy?” He smiled, amazed by anything this little human does.
You raised a brow, for sure you wouldn’t let him go with this.
For a short moment, you could only hear babbling from Sasha, while Yunho was looking at her in awe.
You saw in his eyes how much love he has for her. He has the same light when he looks at you or when he was looking at your belly when you were pregnant. 9 months was for sure, long, but it was worth it.
You were remembering your pregnant moment when a sniffling made you focus back on the scene.
“Ah damn…” laughed Yunho awkwardly, wiping his eyes.
You almost interrupted their moment when you saw him crying.
“You make daddy cry, my angel.” He smiled.
Sasha seemed to understand because her head tilted to the right, wondering if adults could make these mini bubbles of water too.
“Why are you looking at me like this?” He laughed. “Do you think I cry like you because I’m hungry?”
He was definitely talking alone, no way she could understand what he was saying at this age.
“I’m just crying with happiness.” He admitted. “You know. My mom, so your grandmother, told me that I would feel different when I will become a dad. She was right. Like always.” He paused. “But don’t tell her I said this.”
This man is unbelievable, you thought.
“But I have this indescribable love for you. It’s so strong, that it hurts!”
Intentionally or not, Sasha kicked her father’s chin.
“Yeah, it hurts like this kinda.” He rubbed his chin.
You were doing your best to not laugh at them.
“But I can handle everything from you.” He kissed her chubby cheeks.
Your daughter was loving this private moment with her dad.
You were wondering if it was the first time Yunho was sneaking at night to spend the night with her.
You were jealous in a way.
“Let’s give an easy life to your mom, okay?” He whispered, loud enough for you to hear it.
Your heart clenched in your chest.
“She gave us 2 wonderful gifts.” He started. “She gave your life and she gave me to the most, wonderful, beautiful, and kind little girl ever.” His voice cracked.
It would be a lie if you say that you were not at the edge of crying.
“Let’s be nice and treat her with love. Okay?”
Sasha let out a scream of excitement, shaking her little arms on the bed.
“Shhh.” He giggled. “Mom is sleeping.”
If he knew, you thought.
Yunho stared at his watch around his wrist.
“3 AM?! You should be sleeping already, young lady!”
Sasha tilted her head again.
“Yes sleeping. When you close your eyes and ‘rompish rompish’.” He imitated her cute snoring. “Dad sleeps soooo much too. You are clearly a mini-me.”
Oh yeah, the amount of time you saw them sleeping on the couch, mouth open. Even your wallpaper is Sasha laying on her father's chest, both of them in the same position.
You were surprised when Yunho started to sing “One Day At Time” to her.
Sasha seemed to like it because you were staring at her dad with her big and cute eyes. Well before the 2nd chorus, she blinked a few times. That’s the sign that she’s falling asleep.
Yunho lowed his tone, not trying to ruin his effort.
He was rubbing her belly, making a double effect on her.
When her little shivering confirmed that she was asleep, he remained quiet.
You waited a minute before disturbing their little moment.
Quietly, you walked next to the crib. Your fiancé was possibly thinking about sleeping here the entire night because he was falling asleep as well.
“Babe.” You called him.
His first instinct was to put his arm around Sasha, without touching her just in case it would ruin her sleep.
“You scared me.”
“Come on, that’s our baby. Not only yours.” You smiled, rubbing her tiny cheek.
“Isn’t she the cutest?” He admired Sasha once again.
“She’s perfect.” You replied.
“You can’t even understand how grateful I am to have both of you in my life… I feel like I’m going to explode with happiness.” He grabbed your hand.
“Really? Even if I’m a scared baby?”
He raised a brow. “Since when were you here?”
“Enough longer to hear this.” You pinched his palm.
“Oops.”
In a serious tone, you asked.
“You are not going to sleep? I mean in our bed.”
“I should huh?”
“Yeah. Especially for your legs. You are too tall for that.”
“I know. But I just can’t help it. I don’t want to miss any seconds away from her.” He stared at Sasha, lovely and emotionally at the same time. “Can you imagine that she won’t be in this crib for that long?”
You nodded.
“In a few years, she will get her mini bed. Then a bigger one. Then a larger and bigger one. And finally, one in her own house.” He sighed.
“Yunho,” you giggled. “You are being so dramatic. Let her grow first then after you can worry. But right now, she’s still a baby and she would need her daddy for a long time.”
“You right.”
“Then go sleep in our comfy bed now.”
Yunho sighed and tried to exit the crib quietly, without shaking it too much.
When he walked next to you, he stopped.
“You are not coming?”
“I said you need to go, not me.” You smiled before taking his place in the crib.
“Hey!”
You smirked to your fiancé, “you leave it, you lose it.”
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HONGJOONG
You were going back home after your work schedule.
When you entered the hall, you greeted the old lady living on the first floor. She was always looking after her cat or going for a walk.
“Good evening,” you simply bowed giving her a shy smile.
“Oh, hello Y/N!”
You were intrigued by the look she gave you. She seemed surprised to see you.
“Is there something wrong?”
“I met your friend an hour ago. I thought you were already home.”
“My friend?” You asked.
“Yeah, the handsome boy with who you are always laughing at indecent hours.” She smiled.
Ouch.
“Sorry…” you bowed once again.
“It’s okay, I was young too.”
You exchanged a few words for a minute, and you finally went to the staircase.
You took your phone out. Hongjoong didn’t tell you that he was coming. Otherwise, you wouldn’t take this long to go back home.
You discreetly opened the door.
As expected, he was there. Walking around. His facial expression seemed disturbed as if he was thinking about something stressful. At the same time, he was biting his nail nervously.
You were really wondering what was happening in his head.
“Did you murder someone to look so guilty?” You finally asked, playing with your keys.
Hongjoong almost had a heart attack when he heard your voice.
“Y-Y/N?” He stuttered. Wiping his moist hands on his pants.
“Why does it feel so surprising to you? I’m living here.”
“Since when are you here?”
“I don’t know… a minute?” You randomly replied.
Hongjoong let out a sigh of relief.
“What are these flowers for?” You asked when you spotted a bunch of roses lying next to your front door. “Do you have a date tonight?”
For you, it was impossible that Hongjoong brought it here for you. No way.
When you turned around, you saw your friend’s face blushing extremely.
“These… flowers are… for you.” He paused a second, blocking his respiration.
“For me? For what occasion?” You grabbed the bouquet.
“We are in February.”
You raised a brow. There was no occasion in February to receive a bouquet like this.
“Yeah and? I don’t g-”
“Do you want to be my Valentine?” He finally said. His fists clenched and his eyes were avoiding yours.
You blinked twice. “Your Valentine?”
“Yeah, for Valentine’s Day.” He replied, quickly.
“Me? Why?”
“Just tell me yes or no Y/N. My heart is already going to explode.” He begged you as you were questioning him more about this situation.
“Huh… well- Yes okay.” You agreed. “Let’s go.”
“For real?” He raised a brow, trying to see if you were lying.
“Yeah, for real.” You smiled.
“Wait.” He took his breath back. “You. Y/N agreed to be my Valentine for 14th February?”
“Yeah.” You giggled. “Except if you want me to decline.”
“NO!”
Both of you looked surprised at this loud reply.
“I mean,” he coughed. “No, it’s fine.”
You smelled the bunch of roses in your hand. “They’re beautiful though.”
“Maybe that’s too cliché. I don’t know.”
“They’re perfect.” You smiled.
SEONGHWA
Do you want to be my Valentine?”
This short sentence resonated in your head.
You couldn’t assimilate that Seonghwa, your longtime crush was asking you to be his date for the incoming Valentine’s Day.
To be honest, you couldn’t either assimilate that he prepared this big surprise for you.
The last month, he was so distant to you. You thought that maybe your life was going in different way. But no, he was planning this.
When he told you to meet him on the rooftop of the dorm for a movie night, it was not true.
When he told you that he probably won’t do anything for the 14th, it was not true.
When he told you that you should celebrate it with someone you like maybe from your university, it was not true.
When you saw these heart balloons and the rest of the decoration, you thought that you were in the wrong building. Until you saw him standing there.
He had only one rose in his hands. His hair was well slighted back, and his tux was clean.
Even if there wasn’t too much light, you could see him gulping a few times. He was nervous.
“W-What is going on?” You asked, not even daring to step out of the door frame.
With his free hand, he incited you to join him.
You hesitated a second, ignoring if your final decision will change the friendship, you had this whole time. But a part of you knew that anyway, it has changed.
“What is this, Hwa?” Your voice cracked a bit.
The more and more you walked to him, the more you could see how his eyes were nervous and teary.
When you personally judged that you were close enough, Seonghwa opened his mouth to talk.
But not a single word could come out. So, he closed it once again and stared at the dark sky above you.
“Seonghwa, you are scaring me.” You whispered. “Is there something wrong?”
“I just have an important question for you.” He replied.
Because of the decoration, you had a hint about what he wanted to talk about.
“What is it?”
Once again, his lips parted but nothing came out. No sound, no words.
“Just ask her idiot!”
You both turned to the door behind you. You realized that the other members were probably there since you stepped on the rooftop.
“Shut up Wooyoung, you are going to ruin everything.” Scolded San.
You ignored if it was because you were nervous, but you let out a light laugh.
“Do you think they heard us?” Asked Wooyoung.
Seonghwa rolled his eyes, not surprised that something like this happens.
To avoid losing more time, he grabbed your hand.
Seonghwa and you wanted to laugh at each other when you noticed that both of your hands were moist and shaking.
“I guess the mood is ruined.”
You shook your head, giving him a little smile. “No, it’s perfect.”
Taking a last deep breath while holding your hand, Seonghwa took all the braveness he needed.
“By any chance,” he started, grunting a bit. “I mean, if you want of course.” He freaked out, taking care of every word that came out of his mouth.
“Do you want to be my Valentine?” Seonghwa handed you the single rose.
Honestly, he wouldn’t need a verbal answer from you, because your eyes say it all.
“Of course, I want to be your Valentine.” You replied, accepting the red flower.
You exchanged a long stare, not wanting to say anything that could ruin this moment.
“Did she say yes?!” Yelled Wooyoung once again.
In a second, you were opening the door and all the members were looking at you, trying to discern anything.
“She’s holding the rose!” Pointed Jongho.
Seonghwa was standing up, smiling widely at them. Valentine’s Day will be interesting this year.
YUNHO
[“Are you at home?”]
You were binge-watching your zombie show when your phone screen lighted up next to you.
You raised a brow. Yunho wouldn’t ask such questions at this time.
[“Yes, why?”]
[“I fell really hard when I stepped out of the shower.”]
[“??? I told you to be sure nothing is slippery.”]
[“Are you okay? Are you alone at home?”]
[“Nobody’s at home… I can’t even stand up.”]
Yunho waited at least 2 minutes for your reply. But the three dots or a possible facetime call never appeared.
Your brain was in emergency mode, you grabbed the first jacket and sneakers you found.
The TV was still playing when you slammed the door. You were in such a hurry that you weren’t sure if you took your own key.
In the street, you made a sign to a taxi and jumped in. You stuttered to give him the address.
Your head was spinning, imagining the worse for your friend.
[“I’m on the way. Do not move.”]
The taxi driver even tried to change your mind by telling 2-3 jokes are anecdotes that happened this year. But nothing worked, even if you wanted to, you couldn’t focus on him.
When you stepped out of the taxi, you promised him that you would pay him right after making sure Yunho was okay. By his age or maybe he absolutely wanted his money, he nodded and just ordered you to go inside.
When you entered, you felt like everyone was looking at you, okay your look was terrible right now but still.
You pushed the elevator button at least the 10th time but it wasn’t quick for you. With a blurred vision, you bumped into someone but didn’t even apologize and just ran to the staircase.
You ignored how you had the strength to climb the 8th floor at this pace. But your brain didn’t allow you to rest until you are sure that Yunho is okay.
Lucky for you, but strangely at the same time, the door was open. Maybe someone went in to help him.
The apartment was plunged into the dark. You couldn’t see a light in the bathroom.
“Yunho?” You called him, opening the bathroom.
There was no spot of water or blood there.
“Jeong Yunho!” You shouted, rushing to his room.
Just before you could enter, the living-room light turned on. You could see a bunch of decorations such as heart balloons, petals on the floor, and confetti around.
Yunho was standing there, smiling widely at you.
“What the hell.” Was the only expression you could think about?
Your friend was standing well in front of you, not a sign of blood or scar anywhere else.
“You arrived in 18 minutes! What a champion.”
“What the hell Yunho!”
Because of the stress, a bunch of tears ran down your cheeks.
Yunho was confused and sorry at the same time. You really thought he was hurt.
He ran to you, ruining his plan.
“I’m fine! I’m completely fine! Look.” He showed his arms. “No bruise, nothing!”
“Why did you do that?!” You pouted, still crying like a baby.
“I wanted to make you come here! As a surprise.”
“You could just ask me to come! Not to leaving me thinking you’re dying in your bathroom!”
You punched his shoulder as you do when you are mad at him.
“Sorry Y/N.” He gave you a soft hug, patting your back as you were sniffling on his shirt.
“I hate you.” You whispered.
“Do you hate me so much that you refuse to be my Valentine this year?” He smirked, tightening the embrace.
“No.” You sobbed.
“No what?” He doubted for a moment.
“I want to be your Valentine this year.” You gripped his shirt.
He sighed in relieve.
“The plan didn’t go as I thought, but at least I have you here.”
“I absolutely hate you.” You didn’t miss to remind him.
YEOSANG
As always, you were chilling in Yeosang’s room.
He was scrolling for 45 minutes on Tik Tok while you were trying to rest after the long day you had.
Occasionally, he would run his hand on your hair to help you relax even more.
“Did you know it was Valentine’s Day next Monday?” He asked.
“Yeah…” you sighed.
He glanced at you. The tone of voice you used, seemed to be annoyed.
“Something wrong with this event?”
“No.” You replied.
“Are you sure? Because the vein on your forehead popped out.”
You rolled your eyes and sat next to him. His eyes were following you, wondering why your attitude changed.
“It’s just annoying.” You started. “I know that there’s no day to prove that you love someone. But I just want to be one of those girls receiving a bouquet on the 14th.” You pouted, envious.
“I thought that you hated flowers.” He raised a brow.
“Who told you that?”
“You.”
You blinked twice, figuring out when you mentioned such a thing.
“Whatever, you’re wrong. I like flowers.”
“Then go in the street and find someone to spend Valentine’s Day with.” He suggested as if it was simple.
“I knew that you wouldn’t understand.” You sighed, laying once again next to him.
Yeosang didn’t get why you seemed visibly this mad. It’s just a day.
Even if the thought of you spending this kind of event with someone else made his heart clench, he was curious. You were one of the prettiest girls he knows. Everyone would run to you.
“Do you want me to spend it with you?” He suggested.
You didn’t dare to answer. For you, he was only teasing you. As a reply, you lied on the side, showing your back to him.
You thought that maybe he understood how this situation was frustrating for you because he remained quiet.
You heard him, watching a few more TikTok and then leave his phone on the nightstand.
When you thought he was going out, you saw his body figure coming in front of you.
“What?” You asked, visibly mad.
“Do you want to be my Valentine?”
His eyes didn’t even leave yours. You could feel that he was serious.
“Stop playing with me.”
“Y/N. Do you want to be my Valentine or not?”
“If I say yes you are going to make fun of me. I know you.” You rolled your eyes.
“I promise. I won’t.”
You sat up, resting your back on the headboard.
“Why are you even proposing? If it’s pity, then you can-”
“I like you.” He simply said as it was the easiest thing to confess. “I just want you to be happy and if that means that I need to buy flowers and invite you to a restaurant, then I will.”
You didn’t see a glimpse of a lie in his eyes and his voice tone either.
“Then okay. I accept.” You said, still suspicious.
“Cool.” He stood up. “Which flowers do you like?”
“No idea.”
“Okay. Now which restaurant do you like? Which kind?”
“Asian one.”
“Good thing we are in Korea then.” He smiled.
“Italian too.”
“Ah,” he paused. “Okay.”
He was about to leave, probably to grab a snack as always.
“Yeosang?” You called him with a weak voice.
“Hm?”
“Do you really like me?” You shyly asked.
“Yeah. Who wouldn’t?” He smiled.
SAN
You were gathered around the restaurant table, sitting between Yunho and Mingi. No need to say that you felt tiny between these two. San was sitting in front of you. During the entire diner, he picked food from your plate even if you had the exact main dish.
He loves to see your expression when one of your pieces of meat disappear. It was something like “I will kill him” and “maybe he’s really hungry so I won’t bother him”. You were always taking care of him.
When the dessert arrived, Yunho proposed to play “Truth or Dare” a game that he downloaded on his phone this morning.
“This game brings problems.” You said, thinking about your past experiences.
“That’s why it’s so funny.” Smirked Seonghwa.
“Play the game Jeong Yunho!” Clapped Wooyoung.
“Can I not play?” You asked, not wanting them to know your little secrets such as your big crush on San.
“Does it mean that you have a ton of secret Y/N?” Asked San, with his little evil smile.
“No.” You lied. “My life is pretty boring compared to yours.”
“Okay then you have nothing to be afraid of.” Concluded Yunho, patting your back.
You sighed internally and prepared yourself mentally.
The wheel spinned at least 9 nine times and your name never appeared once. They all had to reveal little things about their self or dare action such as asking the waiter phone number or drink 2 shots of Soju straight.
Every time it was your time to play, the wheel said, “pass your turn”. If it wasn’t your lucky day, then what was it.
“San your turn.” Yunho placed back his phone in the center of the table.
Your friend didn’t hesitate to spin it. Showing how he was enthusiastic for the next question.
“Ask the player Y/N something she couldn’t refuse.” He read out loud.
“Food!” Shouted Jongho.
“Hey you.” You gave him a death glare.
“What is the question San? But choose well.” Said Yeosang.
San remained quiet for a few seconds, not breaking the eye-contact you had.
“Y/N?”
“Hum?” You raised a brow, already thinking that he’s going to ask you to do his chores for the rest of the month. Or even the year.
“Do you want to be my Valentine?” He asked, completely seriously.
You flinched when Mingi’s spoon slid from his fingers.
“I wasn’t expecting this.” Whispered Seonghwa.
“Me neither.” You added.
“So?”
“She can’t decline it anyway.” Said Yunho.
“I want to be sure I’m not the only one who want it. If she doesn’t want. Then I will change my-”
“I want it.” You replied straight.
Every member stared at you.
“Did we miss something?” Wondered Hongjoong.
San ignored his comment and simply smiled to you.
“Then let’s meet this 14th.”
MINGI
When you texted him to say that you were angry because you probably failed your test, he was even more stressed.
Today, he planned to ask you to be his Valentine for the next week and possibly for the rest of his life.
He asked his mom, friends and members a ton of advice and tips, but he couldn’t figure it out. How could he ask you something like this? He never did it before.
Even if you were ranting in text messages, saying that you should have worked harder and that you were useless, Mingi was still on his way to your university.
When he saw your school gates, his heart was pondering in his chest. What if you simply decline? He would probably cry on his way back home.
When finally, he saw you walking sadly toward the exit, he made you a sign.
The look on your face gave him a tiny bit more of braveness.
You almost ran to him. He was so caring.
“Why are you here?” You pouted. “You wanted to see how my life is a mess by yourself?”
“I’m pretty sure you are exaggerating. You are one of the smartest people in your promotion.” He tried to reassure you.
“But this test was something else…” you sighed.
He shrugged, ignoring what to say. He wasn’t there. Maybe you were true about this exam.
“I was heading home. Do you want to do something else before?”
“A- I… Well.” He stuttered, his ears getting redder every seconds.
“What?” Your eyebrows furrowed.
“Do you know that Valentine’s Day is next week?” He asked, changing once again his tactic.
“Ah really? Didn’t pay attention of anything these last days anyway.” You sighed. “Are you going to celebrate it?”
“Well… I-,” he let out a light chuckle, his mouth was crisped of embarrassment.
“Ah you are going on a date huh.” You nodded.
“Yes, but I-… maybe we- date you know.” He stuttered again, making his sentence worse and worse.
“Well enjoy your date. Because I will probably binge watch a show or eat a ton of chocolate aloooone.”
“Maybe we could spend it together!” He shouted, making everyone turn around.
“Yeah okay. Why not.” You shrugged.
Mingi couldn’t believe it was so easy. He was making a bunch of scenarios in his head and no one of them was this simple.
“Should we invite the boys too? So, nobody is left apart.” You suggested.
That’s why it was so easy. You didn’t understand that it was only Mingi and you.
“Except if some of them are taken.” You added, wondering who could have a partner this day.
Mingi remained quiet, ignoring how he could tell you that he was only both of you.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” You raised a brow.
“I- I was talking about only us two.” He whispered, even if in his head he was shouting it out loud.
“Us two? Only?” You repeated.
He nodded. “Would you be my Valentine?” He said without even realizing it came out from his lips.
“Oh.”
Mingi was freaking out. Oh? What’s “oh” means? Is it good? Bad? Both?
“Yes. I- I would love to be your Valentine.” You played with your fingers nervously.
“G-Great.” He nodded, satisfied.
“Great.” You answered back.
You stayed there, during a minute, chuckling every time you had a eye contact. If it wasn’t the perfect image for “being awkward” then what was it.
“I will accompany you back home then.”
“What? But we didn’t have our first date yet? Aren’t we supposed to date 3 times at least?” You freaked out.
Mingi immediately understood what you meant. His entire face blushed furiously.
“I will head back home as well! It’s just to make sure you are safe! It’s dark! I didn’t think about this at all!”
Both of you were now flustered by this situation and this misunderstanding.
Valentine’s Day will be interesting and exhausting as well.
WOOYOUNG
Wooyoung plopped on the couch, waking you up accidentally.
“Oh sorry.” He smirked.
You gave him a death stare and rested your head back on the armchair.
“Why are you so tired?”
“Because I planned everything for your vacations post-tour.” You replied, not even looking at him.
You were the manager assistant for a month now. You knew that this job would be exhausting but at this point.
“You should sleep instead.”
“Yes, thank you I will think about it. Maybe I’m going to sleep without doing my job and won’t get fired the next day.”
“I won’t let this happen.” He giggled.
“Playboy.” You whispered.
You were about to fall asleep once again, when Wooyoung crouched in front of you. To be honest, it made your heartbeat faster for a second.
“What?” You asked, trying to keep your stoic figure.
“Are you free this weekend?”
“Don’t think so…”
“Work?”
You nodded, “what else?”
“What do you need to work on?”
“Why are you so curious?” You raised a brow. “I will need to work on your schedule in 2 weeks I guess.”
“2 weeks? So, you can at least take your Saturday off.” He suggested.
“I have an apartment to pay Wooyoung.”
“Manager-nim*!” He shouted, running to the man sitting in the corner of the room.
“Wooyoung!” You whispered, trying to dissuade him to do something.
You were avoiding any eye contact with your boss while your friend was whispering, obviously, few lies to him.
When he came back to you, a large smile on his lips, he said:
“Here’s your day off. You’re welcome.”
“I have absolutely no reason to take a day off.” You rolled your eyes.
“You have one now.” He sat down next to you, looking in front of him.
“And which one?”
“Can we spend Valentine’s Day together?” He said out of the blue.
“Wait what?” You dumbly asked.
He chuckled and rested his head on the headrest, looking right into your eyes. “Do you want to be my Valentine?”
Instead of your usual “stop playing with me”, your answer got out quicker than you could control it.
“Yes!”
By the look on his face, you could guess that he was taken aback by how you replied.
“I mean yeah… why not, since I’m free now.” You shrugged, trying to find a cool posture.
“Were you waiting for me to ask?” He smirked.
“No.”
“I’m not-”
“S-shut up.” You replied straight.
*Nim: The Korean suffix 님 (nim) is a high-level honorific used to show respect to someone.
JONGHO
“Y/N?” Whispered Jongho.
You rolled your eyes. “What Jongho?”
As the 7th time today, he simply parted his lips to shut it the next second.
“What’s going on with you today?” You sighed. “Are you trying to remember my name?”
Jongho scratched his arm embarrassed.
Interiorly, he proposed you to spend the Valentine’s Day since you arrived at 11 AM. But now it was almost 9 PM and everything he said was related to lunch or dinner.
“I’m need to go to the bathroom.” He gulped.
“Again? Or you sick?”
“I don’t feel really good, but it’s fine!” He said before closing the door.
“What is going on with this guy today…” you wondered, talking by yourself.
In the room next to you, Jongho was slapping his arms and chest to punish himself to be such a coward. He turned on the sink water so you couldn’t hear him talking alone.
“You can do it Jongho! It’s just a simple question!” He started. “It’s Y/N. Your friend! It’s so easy to talk to her.”
At the right moment, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
Seonghwa was asking if they could head back home now. They spent the entire day in a sauna so Jongho could ask you out in peace.
When he replied, “I still didn’t ask anything”, he saw a bunch of dots on the screen.
[“Yaaa! You should’ve asked her since this morning already! I’m tired!”] Complained Wooyoung.
[“Don’t be a coward and just ask her!”] Added Yeosang.
[“Ask her out by singing I don’t know but do something.”] Sent Hongjoong.
Jongho simply put his phone back on his jeans. He was already so stressed; he didn’t need to read their messages.
He stared at himself one last time in the mirror and got out.
Jongho wasn’t expecting to see you packing your stuff, coat and boots already on.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m heading home.”
“W-W- But why?” He freaked out.
“To let you rest if you are sick.” You raised a brow.
“I’m fine!
“It’s getting late anyway.”
You zipped your bag and headed to the front door.
“I will text you when I’m home!”
“Y/N wait!”
You turned around.
“I have something to ask you.” He stepped closer to you.
You stared at him, letting him know that you were waiting.
The strange feeling in his stomach intensified.
“If I ask you to…” he paused.
“To?” You repeated, inviting him to continue.
“To spend Valentine’s Day with me. Would you accept?”
“Well…” you sighed, making Jongho thinks that you will decline no matter what.
“Since it’s been at least an eternity that I’m waiting for it. Of course, I accept.” You giggled.
“Yes!” Jumped Jongho, completely relieved.
“Aaah! That’s why you were so weird today!” You realized.
“That’s not easy to say.”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m glad you did.”
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HONGJOONG
“Maybe you should suggest it to Eden. I’m pretty sure he will like that you go out of your comfort zone.”
“Yeah…” gulped Hongjoong, already imagining Eden with a disappointed expression on his face.
“You are a genius. You shouldn’t be scared to show your talent.”
It’s been 20 minutes since you were trying to convince your boyfriend to show his new production to his superior team.
You admitted that he never used this type of instrumental before. It was new and few of them could be surprised.
“Or maybe try to talk about it with the members?” You suggested. “They are more able to help you than me.”
“I’m already late for the practice so I will ask them later.” He rubbed his neck.
Once he closed the studio’s door, you both rushed to the 6th floor. Right in the hallway, you could hear the loud music playing.
Hongjoong practically rushed there, but you stopped him.
“Wait, honey!”
“Hm?” He stopped, fixing his beanie.
You took his face between your soft hands, and gave him a big peck on the cheek. You know that this kind of affection makes him feel better and less anxious.
He smiled at you in response, almost chuckling like a kid and opened the door.
Lucky for him, the other members were only stretching and fooling each other.
“Oh, hello Y/N!” Greeted San.
Hongjoong stared at him as if he betrayed him.
“And me?” He pointed at his chest.
“We saw each other this morning Hyung.”
“What a baby.” You pinched his arm.
“Why are you two looking so happy?” Smirked Yeosang, already imagining that there’s something between you.
You stared at Hongjoong. He was in charge of finding excuses when members were being suspicious.
Strangely, this time he remained quiet.
Yeosang raised a brow, ignoring why he was suddenly avoiding any conflict.
“Actually… Y/N and I are together.”
You felt your heart rumble in your chest. He finally did it. He revealed to them that you were not only friends.
You almost convulsed when he grabbed your hand gently and tightened his grip. You could guess that he was anxious as well by their reactions.
You stared at each members’ face. Even if they were staring at your intertwined fingers, you couldn’t see a glimpse of surprise in their eyes.
“We knew it already.” Finally said Jongho, sitting on the couch.
“W-What? Since when?” Stuttered the leader, his cheeks blushing at a fast pace.
“Even if it’s the first time you show a mark of affection. We are not blind.” Wooyoung rolled his eyes.
“You could at least tell me! I wouldn’t hide it for so long.” Hongjoong was now angry. He was scared of their reactions this entire time.
“Hey,” pouted Seonghwa. “In the story, you should have been the one who tells us first.”
Even if they started to argue like they usually do. You couldn’t help but to stare at your hands. Even if you did it a ton of time secretly or in private. Right now it felt special.
“You okay Y/N?” Asked Yeosang.
“More than okay…” you whispered, your heart fluttering.
SEONGHWA
You went to the restaurant with the group. They just ended “The Real” promotions and Seonghwa suggested celebrating it.
The dinner was chill, great atmosphere and of course you were the noisiest table in the entire restaurant. The waitress even came 2 times just to warn that it was annoying a few clients.
At first, members listened to her, with your boyfriend measuring every high decibel.
But at the end the noise was coming back. And louder.
At the end, you suggested ending this party at the dorm so they could scream and laugh as much as they want.
So here you are now, walking in the crowded street. People were enthusiastic about these few snowflakes falling on their heads.
“Romantic right?” Whispered Seonghwa.
You nodded.
Without noticing it, you were envious of these couples walking hand in hand and appreciating the snow. You know that right now, it is impossible for you to share these kinds of moments with your boyfriend, or at least in public. Maybe you could do it on the dorm balcony, where no one could see you. Less romantic right?
Seonghwa raised a brow when he saw this sad expression on your face. Even if he was talking with Yeosang and Jongho to his right, he couldn’t stop staring at you.
He was aware that hiding your relationship was hard for you. Even if you never complained. You were simply waiting, enjoying every moment you had.
In an excitable surge, he slid his hand on your forearm to reach your palm.
Now you realized what he was doing, a wide smile appeared on your face.
“Eeeeew Hyung!” Almost threw up Wooyoung.
He was pointing at both of you from behind, making the entire group look at the situation.
“Ooouuh!” Sang Yunho and San childishly.
“Disgusting.” Simply replied Jongho. “Take a room.”
Seonghwa and you never showed any form of affection in public or in front of the members, so you couldn’t help but to feel a bit shy and awkward in this situation.
“Shut up guys,” smirked Seonghwa. “I hope that someday you will do this as well because it feels so good!” He rubbed your hand with his thumb, a bit awkwardly, but it was a soft motion.
“Ew.” Repeated Wooyoung.
“You do it with San all the time.” You raised a brow.
“It’s not the same.” Wooyoung puts his arm around San’s shoulder. “I don’t see him naked.”
“Wooyoung!” Seonghwa turned around, completely flustered by what his friend was assuming.
“Please erase this image of my head.” Begged Jongho, looking at the sky.
Wooyoung laughed the entire way back home, trying to mock Seonghwa and you the entire way.
They tried to pull you apart, but Seonghwa kept his strong grip on you.
Even if you think you will end up in the CEO’s office tomorrow early, you appreciate every second of Seonghwa’s hand in yours.
YUNHO
“Y/N you take all the space with your popcorn.” Sighed Jongho.
“Then hold the bowl.” You repeated for the third time, knowing that he wouldn’t.
“No.”
“Then shhh! I can’t focus on the movie with your complaints.” You rolled your eyes.
“Were you siblings in another life?” Asked Yunho.
“Never.” You replied at the same time.
Jongho and you had the habit of arguing and even fighting sometimes as siblings do. You know he has nothing against you, it’s just an “ego” battle.
For the first time tonight, the living-room was quiet. No one was asking stupid questions because they were too busy chatting then watching.
But suddenly, Mingi asked.
“Hey,” he turned around to look at both of you sitting on the couch.
You immediately handed him the popcorn bucket, but he shook his head.
“Why do we never see you holding hands like this?” He pointed at the main characters on the screen.
The popcorn you just slid in your mouth made one turn in your throat.
“Yeah.” Nodded San. “You never show anything. Are you really together?”
“We do it when we are alone.” Shrugged Yunho.
“You can do it in front of us too. We don’t mind.” Added Seonghwa, pausing the movie.
For a second, you hated Mingi for asking such questions. You were now the attention of every member here.
“Why is this so interesting for you anyway?” You asked.
Before anyone could answer, Yunho grabbed your hand which was resting in the bucket. You were ashamed for a few seconds when you realized that your hand was probably greasy, and a few crumbs were spread on it.
“See.” He held your hand higher, so they could all see it.
They all tilted their head on the side, staring at this sign of affection.
“Okay.” Simply said Mingi, focusing back on the screen.
Seonghwa, sitting in front of the couch, played back the movie.
You were still intrigued by this situation. And you were still hungry. But you couldn’t tell him to free your hand just to eat.
Yunho felt your hand tensing, he glanced at you.
“It feels awkward right?” He whispered to your ear, making you shiver at the same time.
You shook your head. “It’s fine.”
“You can tell me the truth Y/N. I can feel and see how tense you are.”
You shook your head one more time, like a kid would do. “I like it.”
“Then why does your hand feel like a stone?” He giggled, not giving up.
Jongho, on the other side of the couch, decided to interfere.
He pulled your hands apart and put yours in the bucket.
“She’s hungry and doesn't dare to say it to you.” He sat back. “You’re welcome, Y/N.”
For a moment, you wanted to disappear. This fresh new relationship with Yunho was something you never experienced before and for a few moments like this you ignored how to act.
Yunho smiled to you, “I will let my hand here then,” he rested it between your leg and his. “Then when you are done just hold it.”
You nodded, gulping with embarrassment.
“But my hands are dirty.” You replied.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed a handful of popcorn, even if he hadn't touched it since the beginning of the movie. “Mine too, now.”
“So clingy.” Shivered Jongho, a disgusted expression on his face.
YEOSANG
You sighed one more time. It’s been almost 4 hours that your butt was resting on the van’s seat.
The group had a schedule in another city that you had never gone to yet. So, when Yeosang suggest you come, you didn’t hesitate. But you would probably change your mind if you knew how long it takes to go there.
Since they are used to these long roads, they prepare games, but it always ends badly since they’re all bad losers.
Yeosang, who was sitting just next to you. His adorable face was resting on the headrest.
By the way you were moving and sighing, he felt that you were annoyed and bored.
“You okay?” He cracked an eye to look at you.
“Is the city still far away? It’s been 3 hours and…” you took your phone. “43 minutes.”
“I don’t know babe.” He whispered. “Maybe you should try to sleep.”
“But I’m not tired.”
“Watch a movie?” He suggested.
“No more battery.” You showed him your phone screen, indicating 7% left.
“Then use mine.” He looked for his phone, in his pocket.
“No no it’s fine. I will just wait.” You concluded, pouting a bit.
“I’m pretty sure it shouldn’t be far away anymore.” Yeosang tried to reassure you.
You didn’t say anything and just let your boyfriend rest. You couldn’t complain when you know he probably slept 2 hours last night because of the trip preparation and his schedule.
Yunho and Wooyoung, who were probably hearing the entire conversation, turned around on their seats, kneeling on them.
They looked like two little demons.
“What?” You whispered, not trying to ruin your boyfriend’s peace.
“If you are bored, we can play.” Started Yunho.
“So, you can bite and punch each other again?” You raised a brow, already disagreeing with this idea.
“Come on.” Said Wooyoung, pointing at Jongho. “He punched me first.”
“And I can do it again.” Threatened Jongho, opening one eye.
“Don’t start.” Ordered Seonghwa, who could hear anything even with his earphones.
“Does he have this mom instinct or what?” Whispered Wooyoung.
“Stop bothering Y/N.” Sighed Yeosang.
As he was trying to save you from playing with these two and at the same time, trying to keep a silence in the van, he grabbed your hand.
Your saliva made one straight turn in your throat. It was the first time he was holding your hand, and in front of 4 other eyes.
You started quickly at Yunho and Wooyoung’s reaction.
They were both trying to not scream or laugh at the situation.
But Yeosang’s closest friend couldn’t help but to let out a chuckle when his friend intertwined his fingers with yours.
You stared at your boyfriend. You couldn’t figure out if it was planned or not.
“Aaaw, that’s so cute.” Said Wooyoung, taking his voice and using it for his aegyo. “Right Yunho-Hyung?"
“Shut up.” You mumbled.
“Y/N.” Called Seonghwa. The other members were not the only ones being scolded by the eldest member.
“Hyung! Look.” Said Yunho, excited to see Seonghwa’s reaction.
Lucky for you all the other members were sleeping, because you couldn’t handle all these stares on your hand.
“I hate couples.” He sighed, his head falling back on the window dramatically.
“Aye… this one is so jealous.”
You couldn’t focus on the little argument between these three that Yeosang rubbed his thumb on your hand. As he’s doing when you are at your house and trying to fall asleep.
“I didn’t know he was so romantic.” Laughed Wooyoung.
This remark probably woke something up in Yeosang’s head, because his eyes were now wide open.
Yunho and Wooyoung were smiling at him.
As if your hand was now a burning fireball, he pushed it back on your lap.
“Eh-” you stuttered.
“Too late buddy.” Smirked Wooyoung.
Yeosang knew they wouldn’t let him live after this.
SAN
“I’m so bored.” Yawned San, laying on the grass.
“Just enjoy your free time.” You replied, picking a candy.
San proposed to do a pic-nic at the park. All the members agreed with that. It would change for them. Usually, they do their own activities individually.
But more and more these packs of snacks, candies and cans of soda were emptying, San repeated how bored he was.
“That was your idea, San.” Said Hongjoong, laying on the grass as well, his hat hiding his face from the sun.
“But I thought we would play or talk!” He pouted.
“We are tired.” Sighed Yeosang, in the same position.
“That’s what a day off is for. To rest.” Concluded Seonghwa.
“Boring…” he whispered.
“Argh I’m done hearing him complaining!” Say back to Mingi, visibly frustrated. “Can we go on a walk or whatever there is here? Before I throw him in the River.”
You chuckled at the thought of Mingi pushing your boyfriend in the water.
“That’s a good idea! Let’s go for a walk.” San immediately stood up.
Finally with all the arguments possible, they all managed to get up and clean the mess.
As always, you watched them doing the tasks. Seonghwa will scold you if you do a simple move to help them.
When they all come back around you to pick their stuff, San tends his hand to you. You grabbed it, thinking that it was to help you to stand up. But now, you were right on your two legs, his grip didn’t lose.
“Let’s go!” He smiled at you.
You stared at the members, discreetly, one by one. You could see that few of them were surprised that San was doing such a love demonstration. You avoided making eye contact with each of them.
Seonghwa and Yunho had the same expression that grandparents had when their grandchildren gave them a cute drawing.
Yeosang and Jongho were faking throws up while Mingi and Wooyoung were clearly trying to hold back all their jokes.
A part of you wanted to let San’s hand goes. It was a little bit awkward for you. But you couldn’t lie in the fact that it feels good.
“Should we rent bikes? It been so long since we did this.” Suggested Hongjoong.
“No, I’m too tired to ride a bicycle.” Declined San.
“Too tired or you don’t want to leave Y/N’s hand?” Smirked Jongho.
Wooyoung finally let out his high laugh explode, while Mingi was arboring the widest smile he ever had.
San just stuck his tongue to them. “You are jealous.”
“Yeah sure.” Replied Jongho, ironically.
“Guys stop.” Said Hongjoong, with a serious tone. “Leave San alone.”
“Thank you Hyung.” He smiled, holding your hand stronger.
“He needs all his energy and concentration to hold Y/N’s hand.”
San’s smile completely wiped off when he understood that his leader was teasing him the whole time.
To exit this situation, you simply decided to take the lead.
“Let’s go this way!” You took an awkward big step, still pulling his hand.
“Let’s hold each other's hand before guys!” Ordered Seonghwa.
“Oh gosh…” you whispered.
MINGI
“Are you sure this dress is comfortable enough?” Asked Mingi once again, getting out of the van.
“I’m pretty sure you have a problem with this dress and not really about if it’s comfortable or not.” You raised a brow.
“No no. This dress is nice.”
“Cool, so can we go in now?”
It’s been 15 minutes since you were parked just next to the home party. Mingi had nonstop things to tell you. And it was all around how you dressed up tonight.
“Yeah…” he sighed.
As always, you both put a distance between each other. Fans and paparazzi truly believed that you were his best friend. But of course, they were wrong.
Only the members knew the real status of your relationship.
When you entered, the music was so loud that you covered your ears for a second.
People were already dancing, flirting, drinking and playing the several games available.
“Y/N! Mingi!” Called Yunho, jumping at the corner of the room so you could notice him.
You smiled at him and almost ran to them. Mingi noticed that and couldn’t help feeling a bit jealous. He would need to share you, in this dress, for the entire night.
“Hello Ateez.” You sat next to Jongho.
“Ateez?” Repeated Wooyoung and San at the same time.
“That’s still weird when you call us like that.” Added Seonghwa.
“I know that you don’t like it.”
“That’s why she does it.” Sighed Mingi, sitting right next to you.
“I will forgive you tonight because your dress looks fantastic!” Declared Seonghwa, clapping at your entire look.
“I know right!” You smiled, completely excited.
Mingi couldn’t help but to think that it would be a long night. A long night.
It was now 3AM and it looked like the party really started. Everyone was in this nice euphoria.
You danced with every member, even dumbly with San but no one cared.
When you are finally all chiling, back on the couch, you are the attention center.
Mingi tried to relativise. It’s been almost a month that they had no news about you, so they were catching up.
“Not long enough though...” He finally repeated out loud.
“What did you say Mingi?” Asked Yunho, almost leaning on his friend.
“Nothing.” He mouthed, smirking awkwardly.
At the end, your boyfriend realized that he wanted to be the center of attention like you. He ponders for a few seconds to find how he can get their attention.
Out of nowhere, he slid his hand on your lap, to reach your palm which was resting on your knee.
By instinct, you tried to remove your hand, but he tightened his embrace on your hand.
“Mingi-”
The other members were surprised by his behavior. There were a ton of people here and your relationship could appear tomorrow on social media.
“What?” Asked Mingi, a proud smile on his face.
He finally had what he wanted. All the members’ attention was on both of you.
“Since when are you so lovely dovely in front of other people?” Asked Hongjoong, sipping his cocktail.
“Just because I wanted to.”
“I have never seen you holding hands during these 2 years.” Noticed Seonghwa.
“Then get used to it.” Replied Mingi cockily.
Even if you were surprised by his assurance, you couldn’t help but be happy that he was finally holding your hand or just showing affection in public.
“A new era has started.” Whispered Seonghwa to Hongjoong’s ear.
WOOYOUNG
Wooyoung is the teasing type. Everything he does is to annoy you. For what? Just to make you blush or flustered.
For example, when you are in the shopping mall and just because of an inattentive moment, you lost each other. Instead of just giving you a call or a text message, he runs to the information center and asks them to make a vocal request in the entire mall.
He describes you as a little girl, but the description is so accurate, that one time someone brought you right at the information center, thinking that you were crazy.
This day, you really thought about killing him.
The next episode was when you invited him to meet your friends for the first time.
Everything was going well, and he was so nice to everyone. But you ignored why and how, but the “Annoying Wooyoung” woke up and he decided to call you by a ton of pet names.
Ridiculous one, such as “my favorite flower in a cow place,” “my favorite sunshine light in the morning,” or worse like “my crazy and cute frog when she dances”.
You can’t remember the amount of kicks you gave him under the table.
Even if this side of him annoys you sometimes, you know it doesn’t mean it or trying to be mean.
But today, the wheel turned.
The entire group and you were gathered in the kitchen. It was Wooyoung’s birthday, so they made a little surprise party for him. They bought every meal he likes and gave him warm hoodies, that you know you will steal when you have the occasion to.
“Wooyoung,” started Hongjoong.
“Oh oh, problems arrived.” Giggled Yunho when he heard the leader’s tone of voice.
“No, I want him to do a toast at least.” He grabbed his drink filled with coke. “We worked hard to make this little party.”
“What do you mean by ‘we’?” Asked Seonghwa. “You were hiding in your studio the whole time.”
Nothing too surprising for you. Hongjoong doesn’t like to prepare parties for things like that.
“I’m the one who brought all this food here.” He said, not agreeing to be blamed.
“Mingi was the one who ordered. The delivery guy was the one who brought it here. You just grabbed the bags and tossed them on the table.”
San gave a light elbow kick to Wooyoung's waist. “Do something or one of them is going to bring the party down.”
Wooyoung sighed and stood up. The two eldest members stopped to fight instantly.
“Thank you for everything you did for me today. I appreciate it a lot!” He started, rushing to change the conversation. “And especially, I want to thank my little Y/N for coming here even though I know you have a big exam tomorrow.”
Here we go again. It was cute and nice from him, but now you were the attention center.
“You know I have a ton of things to say to you.” He smirked.
“No, you don’t need to. But it’s your birthday so we can talk about you.” You tried to convince him to change the subject.
“Nah nah nah.” He grabbed your hand to make you stand up.
Just when you were sure that the situation would be terrible for you, Yeosang stood up, almost making his chair fall.
“He’s holding her hand!” He shouted.
“Shit.” Replied Wooyoung.
A chaos started. Yeosang and San were laughing at his face, Seonghwa and Jongho were clapping at the situation. While Hongjoong, Yunho and Mingi were just assisting at this scene.
“Who would believe that?” Said Yunho, his cute smile on his face.
“Sooo, Jung Wooyoung?” Started Yeosang.
“Since when are we grown enough to hold a girl’s hand?” Added San.
“Shut up.” He simply replied, his cheeks taking a pinkish tint at every question.
“Look at him being so flustered!” Laughed Mingi.
You ignored why they were making a big deal of him, but even if you were the one, he was holding hands with, you were invisible to them.
“Look at the vein on his hand!” Stated San. “You really don’t want her to go huh?”
“I will kill you in your sleep.” Threatened Wooyoung.
“Would you still hold her hand or not?” Asked Yeosang seriously.
This question caused the whole group to laugh even louder.
Wooyoung bent his head, ashamed of the situation.
You couldn’t help but to think, “that’s what karma looks like?”.
JONGHO
Jongho is known to be the member who hates physical affection.
That’s why members were surprised when he announced that he has a girlfriend. Their first question was not even “what is her name?” but:
“Does she know that you hate giving hugs and kisses?” Yeosang raised a brow, still hurt by Jongho rejecting him.
“Does she even know who you are?” Added San.
He had a mountain of questions like this.
While they were all gathering in the center of the practice room, to debrief how the overall choreography was, you entered with a bag full of snacks.
Jongho, as a good boyfriend, stood up to greet you.
Nothing too surprising.
He picked the bag out of your hand and noticed how much there was inside.
Nothing too surprising.
But when he held your hand just for pulling you in the middle of the room, the chaos started.
You stepped back when you saw them running to you.
“What the-”
San, Yunho and Seonghwa crouched to the floor, at the exact height where your intertwined hands were.
“Guys do you see what I see?” Whispered Yunho.
“What is wrong with you?” Sighed Jongho, pulling you out of their sight.
“You! Choi Jongho aka the “Don’t touch Me Man”, is holding a girl’s hand?” Screamed San.
Hongjoong sitting on the couch, nodded at San’s remark.
“Did I miss something?” You asked your boyfriend.
“No, they’re just crazy.” He replied, giving them a dark stare.
“Crazy?” Repeated Seonghwa. “Let me tell you something Y/N.” He came to you.
“Or you can even show it.” Added Yeosang, exactly knowing what his friend was going to say.
“Don’t-” started Jongho, but it was too late. Seonghwa was already pulling his sleeve.
“Can you see this scar?” He almost shoved his forearm in your face.
“I can’t miss it actually. That’s so big.”
“Yeah! You’re right. That’s so big!”
Yunho and Mingi were laughing when they remembered what caused Seonghwa to have this big scar.
“You know how I did it?”
“Hyung, you are going to scare her.” Jongho tried to push him away.
“Wait wait. Otherwise, she will think we are crazy. But there’s a good reason why we are surprised that he's holding your hand.”
“I already think you are crazy.” You replied, raising a brow.
“I had this scar, just because I gave him a back hug.” He declared, ignoring your comment.
You could still feel the amertume and the betrayal in his voice.
“A back hug?” You stared at your boyfriend.
“A back hug.”
Jongho was rubbing his shoulder, giving you an embarrassing smile. “Yeah…”
“We are just trying to give him our affection, and that’s what he does with it!” Seonghwa pouted.
“I have a scar too.”
“Me too!” Added Wooyoung.
“And me too!” Insisted San. “On the hips! Do you know how much makeup I need to put on? Just to hide it!”
“Wow. That’s something then.” You giggled. “You are never like that with me.”
“Because you’re not annoying like them.” He immediately said, almost knowing that you would say something like that. “If I allow them to hug or kiss me. I’m done.”
“He has a point.” Discreetly agreed Hongjoong.
“Look at those two.” He pointed at San and Wooyoung.
“He has two points.” Said Yeosang.
“Hey.”
“And they know that I hate physical touches! But they’re still doing it so I need to fight back.”
“Does it annoy you when I do?” You asked, afraid that you’ve been annoying him this whole time.
“Noo!” He almost shouted. “When it’s you I love it. It’s completely different.”
All the boys around faked to throw up when the atmosphere went straight clingy.
Jongho raised a brow and smirked. “Hold on. That’s all I need to do for you to leave me alone? Good to know.”
may we please have an update to the ateez reactions to their partners being jealous? only when and if you are up to it, i love your entire masterlist i am such a fannnnnnnnn!!!!
Tbh I don't think so :( it's an old writing 🤧 But you can request something similar and maybe it would end in 2 part again ^^
Sorry for this new inactive period. I got covid, I wanted to change my intership for school, and to be honest tags aren’t working well for me and it’s kind of discouraging, but anywaaay!
I will delete all the requests I had during these last months so I can start with a brand new list for 2022. You can request exactly the same one or even more. I just want it fresh. I promise to do my best to post more since now everything is getting calmer 🥺
Let’s be productive this year 😂(the procrastination queen that I am is struggling tho lmao)
❦ Genre: Fluff, Suggestive
❦ Pairing: OT8.
❦ Word count: 4K.
❦ Requested: Highly requested! Thank you hehe 🦋
HONGJOONG
“Y/N, you don’t need to help me, that's my day.” Smiled Hongjoong when you put down all the plates in the sink.
“You guys are inviting me for free, I can, at least, help you with some chores.”
“You are our guest.”
“She’s not really a guest anymore. Sometimes it almost feels like she’s living here bro.” Added Mingi, eyes focused on his phone screen.
“But she’s not. And you are the one living here so help me.” Concluded the leader.
“You didn’t help me during my day.”
“I’m your Hyung. You need to respect me.”
Mingi nodded, pinching his lips together. “Okay, let me fix that.”
“Thank-”
“You didn’t help me during my day.” He repeated. “Hyung.”
You let out a light chuckle while Hongjoong was trying his best to not pour water on Mingi’s head.
“Join me in my room when you are done babe, we need to finish this terrible movie.”
“Yes daddy.”
Your voice cracked when you realized which nickname slipped out of your mouth.
You knew that everyone heard what you said. You quickly glanced at Mingi who was harboring a shocked, but kinky smirk, while Hongjoong froze for a second but acted like he didn’t understand the real meaning.
“Y-You.” Hongjoong started, clearing his throat. “You don’t need to do this.”
“Huh?” You glanced at him, unsure what he was talking about.
“Wash the dishes.”
“Ah-”, you nodded embarrassedly. “But I want to help.”
Hongjoong didn’t say anything else. Seems like nothing could change your mind.
You were rubbing the plates while the leader was washing them.
A long and heavy silence settled between you.
You ignored if he knew the real meaning or if you were going crazy for absolutely nothing.
“So…” he started.
“Okay I’m sorry! I know it was inappropriate to call him ‘daddy’,” you put your hands together, “but I just didn’t realize, and I really hope it won’t chan-”
“Y/N stop stop stop.” He said, completely disgusted. “I really don’t want to know more about this situation or whatever you call it.”
“Sorry…” you bite your bottom lip.
“I didn’t even know that Mingi was active, and I clearly didn’t want to learn it this w-”
“What? You ignored that we were a-”
“Stop!” He almost broke the glass he was holding. “I don’t want to have this disgusting image of you and Mingi doing the nasty.”
“But-”
“I didn’t even know he was doing this kind of thing!” He continued. “Since when do you do this? Do you even use protection?”
“O-Of course! We are not kids.”
“You are not! But Mingi is still a baby.” Declared Hongjoong. “And this baby, can’t have a baby.”
“We-”
“Got it Y/N?”
“Yeah Sir.” You blinked, not understanding why he was panicking that much.
“Now you can go, I’ll need to finish this alone.” He took the plate off your hand.
No adding anything else, you just ordered and left the kitchen.
When you entered Mingi’s room, you found him smirking at you. For sure, he was enjoying the situation.
“Did he say something?”
"Bury me in a hole please.” You whispered, falling in the bed.
SEONGHWA
Yunho and Wooyoung entered the practice room well before the other teammates.
They weren’t expecting to see Seonghwa and you having a big debate or an argument.
“What is going on here?” Whispered Yunho to San, who was clearly enjoying the situation.
“They are fighting to determine who knows Mingi the most.”
“Kids things…” sighed Hongjoong, slumped on the couch.
“I know Mingi the most! We have known each other for a long time.” Started Seonghwa.
“I knew him well before you, we were friends!” You rubbed your forehead.
“And how you are still ignoring his favorite color then, friend!” He air-quoted.
“Mingi please tell him that before your favorite color was yellow.” You looked at your boyfriend.
“I don’t want to interfere in this nonsense de-”
“See! He’s just too nice to tell you that you are wrong. His favorite color is black! And it always has been black.” Concluded Seonghwa.
“Yellow!” You raised your voice.
“Maybe we should stop them?” Asked Wooyoung.
“For what?” Replied San, gripping his friend’s arm. “It’s funny! And I want to see who’s going to win.”
“They’re so headstrong that I’m scared it last days…” whispered Hongjoong, not wanting to get problems with both of you.
“Okay then if you know him really well,” began Seonghwa. “Then what’s his favorite meal?”
“Easy.” You smirked. “Me.”
The entire room reacted differently to your answer. Even if you know that his reply was risky, it worthed it.
You quickly glanced at the mirror behind Seonghwa to see all their reactions.
Hongjoong finally lifted his head from the couch, Yunho and Yeosang were laughing so hard that you could see the tears in the corner of their eyes. San, Wooyoung was covering Jongho’s ears, even if he clearly heard and understood your reply.
But the best reaction so far was Seonghwa, he couldn’t win after such an answer.
The mix of embarrassment, disgust, and shyness on his face was a good victory to you.
Your boyfriend who finally managed to survive after choking with his candy, grabbed you by the shoulders.
“This is not what she meant!”
“No!” You pushed him gently but strongly at the same time. “That's exactly what I meant! I’m his favorite meal.”
“Babe-”
“After all of your pizzas, Tteokbokki*, kimchi jjigae**, etc,” you started. “The only meal he likes is… me.”
“Are you crazy?” He whispered to your ear.
“Did I win, Park Seonghwa?” You asked, completely ignoring Mingi.
“This is disgusting.” He finally replied.
“But I answered right.”
“Y/N! Is your pride and ego so big that you can’t understand what you just did?” Freaked out Mingi.
You rolled your eyes, “you are being extra.”
“And you are a bunch of kinky people.” Declared the eldest member, trying his best to keep his lunch at the right place.
“Argh come on guys! Don’t act like you never ate a-”
Because of everyone waiting at the end of your sentence, you understood that maybe it was the case.
“Oh.”
*Tteokbokki (떡볶이): is a Korean traditional food which has sticks of rounded rice cake as the main ingredient.
**Kimchi Jjigae (김치찌개): is a stew-like Korean dish, made with kimchi and other ingredients, such as pork or seafood, scallions, onions, and diced Dubu. It is one of the most common stews in Korean cuisine.
YUNHO
Mingi entered the dorm really late. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see a weak light in the living room.
He closed the door and took care to lock it well.
“Mingi?”
He recognized his closest friend's voice: Yunho.
He ignored why, but the weight on his shoulder immediately disappeared.
“It’s late, why you are still up?” He asked, sitting on the other side of the couch.
“You are the one getting home late.” He smiled. “I'm just enjoying a night game.”
“Is everyone asleep?” Asked Mingi, looking around in the other open room.
Yunho nodded and headed a remote game to his friend. “Do you want to play? I’m almost done with this game anyway.”
Mingi shrugged and accepted. He went into the kitchen and took a bottle of anything he could find.
“Were you with Y/N?” Interrogated Yunho.
“Yeah.”
“What was the program for you to be home this late?” He smirked, knowing well what he was meaning.
Mingi ignored this question and just mentioned a zombie behind Yunho’s character.
“Thanks.” He sighed before putting all his energy on his enemy.
Mingi thought that he turned the situation well and that he wouldn’t ask more about his night. Needless to say, that he was wrong.
“Do… you and Y/N made the ‘deed’?”
Minho’s cheeks blushed instantly, and his arms muscles contracted.
“Huyng!”
“Come on,” laughed Yunho. “Everybody does it. It’s normal.”
“Why is this so awkward to talk about this with you?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “I’m kinda mad though. I’m not Seonghwa. The one who would give you a lesson. I’m just curious.”
“Sorry.” Apologized Mingi. “It just feels so taboo sometimes.”
“So how was it? Did you like it?”
Yunho put the game remote down, focusing on his friend. Mingi saw the look in his eyes. It wasn’t the look of someone who wants nasty details or worse, just someone who takes care of his friend and wants to know if he had a good experience or not.
“It was okay.”
“Okay? Just, okay?” Repeated Yunho surprised.
“Yeah… the first time was okay. But the second one was… fucking amazing.”
“Ooooh, my man!” Yunho punched his shoulder. “2 times in a row huh?”
“Not in a row… she needed to wait a long time before I could… you know.” He broke the eye contact, too shy.
“Yeah yeah. But doing it 2 times for the first time isn’t bad at all. Great job champion.” Smiled Yunho.
Mingi felt proud of himself. But a question was turning in his head.
“Hyung.”
“Hm?”
“By any chance is there any position that you could advise me? So, I can… you know.”
He couldn’t believe he finally dared to ask this.
“I’m not that much experience either but I can help.” He winked, quitting the game to reach his phone.
Now? Spoke Mingi.
“Are we not supposed to play?” He asked.
“Games can wait bro! We have another thing to do!”
YEOSANG
“Hwa… I’m pretty sure you are overreacting.” Sighed Yeosang.
“First, don’t call me Hwa, and second, I’m right. I heard them last night.”
“Mingi can’t do this kind of thing… you know how he is! So shy!” Insisted Yeosang.
For 10 minutes, they were having a debate on how Mingi’s night was. Seonghwa was sure he heard both of you doing the “nasty”. While Yeosang was persuaded that his friend couldn’t do this kind of thing or at least now.
Mingi has a strong and intimidating appearance, but in real life, this is the opposite. He’s shy and introverted.
Seonghwa rolled his eyes for the 10th time this morning. “Okay, then should we bet?”
“Okay. 50 bucks?” Suggested Yeosang.
Seonghwa nodded, agreeing to this bet, and went to Mingi’s room.
As expected, he was watching Youtube’s video on his face. The oldest member was concerned for a bit about the screen proximity with his eyes. But it wasn’t the point right now.
“Mingi, can you come in the kitchen for a sec?” He nicely asked.
“I didn’t break anything.” He immediately said.
“Yeah, I know,” Seonghwa raised a brow. “We just want to talk to you. With Yeosang.”
“Is it someone’s birthday?” He freaked out. “Yours maybe? No, it’s too early.”
“Just come for god’s sake.”
“Okay okay.”
Mingi threw his phone on the side and followed his friend. In a short way to the room, he was wondering what was happening for a private conversation with Seonghwa and Yeosang.
“Aaah! I’m ready to win my bet.” Claimed the boy who stayed there the whole time.
“Your bet?”
Seonghwa stood up next to Yeosang and explained quickly the situation.
“So, I’m pretty sure that yesterday I heard you and Y/N… doing the “nasty”.” He air-quoted. “But in the other way, Yeosang is persuaded like for real- I never saw him so sure about something for a while-”
“Hwa.”
“Sorry.” He apologized for being distracted. “And I told you to don’t call me Hwa.”
“Just continue!”
“Yeosang is persuaded that you can’t do this because you are too shy, but this is bullshit, to be honest. Anyone can do it.”
“Except him!”
“You had nothing to do with your lives today?” Mingi raised a brow, not understanding why his sexual life was so important for them.
“Just answer us.” Insisted Yeosang. “I need 50 bucks.”
“You wish.” Whispered Seonghwa.
Mingi let out a long sigh and pulled the chair in front of him.
“Sorry Yeosang, but Hyung is right.”
“YES! I knew it!”
“What?!” Yeosang stood up, almost bumping into Seonghwa.
“So, this is what I heard yesterday?”
“Yeah…” replied Mingi, not too loud, a bit ashamed of this detail.
“Since when- I mean- YOU?”
“I don’t get why it’s so surprising to you.”
“Come on Mingi! You are the one always wrapped in a towel every time you go out of the shower. And if you had the mistake to forget it, then you put back your clothes. All wet!”
“Yeah, I’m not as comfortable as you, showing your ugly ass to everyone.”
“But you are enough to put your-”
“Yeosang.” Interrupted Seonghwa, before his friend go too far.
“Sorry.” He paused. “Aren’t you shy or modest with Y/N?”
“Hm… no.” He replied. “Well, the first time was kind of awkward, but she’s so… cool and nice.” He smiled, thinking about you saying stupid jokes so he could forget that he was naked as a baby, in front of you.
“I can’t believe it…” Whispered Yeosang, the surprise sitting him back on his chair.
“Before questioning your existential life, give me my 50 bucks. Loser.”
“Fuck…” He sighed, head falling on the table.
“Well, now that you don’t need me anymore.” Spoke Mingi, trying to escape from this situation.
“If you have other question about-” He stopped, regretting what he was saying. “Never mind, just don’t ask me this kind of thing anymore.”
“Count on me.” Agreed Seonghwa.
“I can’t believe it…” Repeated Yeosang, forehead stuck on the table.
“50 bucks please.” Insisted the eldest member, knocking his fist on the surface.
SAN
The whole group was in the van, coming back to the dorm after their schedule.
They had so many things to do today, but the energy in the car was unexpected.
As always, Hongjoong and Jongho were behind, relaxing and minding their business. On the other hand, Yunho, Mingi, and Seonghwa were listening to Wooyoung and San debating on how girls were in reality.
San watched a reality show on Netflix and wasn’t expecting to see girls acting this way.
Because of school or his training years, he never had the chance to date anyone. But movies and TV shows were enough for him to make an idea about what dating was. Or how girls were.
But this was completely wrong, and everyone in the van was trying to tell how girls were in real life.
“Bro, girls fart and burp too.” Sighed Wooyoung. “They’re humans being.”
“I know that of course!” San raised his tone. “But I never knew they were…”
He stopped there, expecting everyone to know what he meant.
“Were what?” Asked Wooyoung, losing a little bit of his patience every minute.
“Kinky?”
Hongjoong chuckled behind, plugging his earphones back.
“How can you be so naive Choi San?”
“Hyung! Aren’t girls supposed to be cute and don’t mind this kind of thing?”
“In which world idiot?” Spoke Wooyoung.
“Wooyoung.” Called Seonghwa. “Calm down.”
“Listen San. Girls are way worse than us when it comes to sex.”
“Really?”
“Of course!”
“Don’t you remember this girl at the fansign last week?”
“Oh, I remember well.” Smirked Jongho.
“Me too.” Laughed Yunho.
“Disgusting.” Claimed Seonghwa to his teammates.
“What about her?” Asked San.
“Do you really think she put this “shirt,” he air-quoted, “if we even call it a shirt. Just like that?”
“She was clearly trying to be sexy and even more.” Added Seonghwa.
“I know that girls can be sexy.” He rolled his eyes. “I just didn’t know they liked sex as much as us.”
“That’s kind of sexist.” Remarqued Seonghwa, raising a brow.
“No. This is ignorance.” Rectified San.
“Anyway, they are. That’s all you need to know.” Said Wooyoung, hoping that it would close the subject.
“I agree.” Added Mingi. “Last time, Y/N was talking with her friends and during a 2 hour call, they talked about sex for at least 1 hour and 40 minutes.”
“See.” Confirmed Wooyoung.
“Or Y/N is most of the time initiating sex between both of us.”
Because of San’s facial expression, Mingi quickly concluded that he forgot to tell his friend about his new situation.
“Eh- w-well…” he stuttered, looking for a way to solve his mistake.
San had a ton of questions and things to say to his friends, but he noticed that nobody was surprised.
“HOLD ON!” He screamed, making Mingi shiver next to him. “Why am I the only one who’s surprised?”
“Because we all knew.” Replied Hongjoong, his head resting on the window.
“Why not me?!” He asked, feeling betrayed. “Why am I the only one surprised that Mingi is sexually active?”
“Because I knew you would make a big deal about this.” He sighed. “Like now.”
“But this is amazing bro!”
“Yeah yeah, thanks.”
“We should throw you a party!” He suggested.
“A party for what? Because he dipped his cookie?” Asked Jongho ironically.
“Yeah exactly!”
“Eh no thank you. But let’s do one when you will do it.” Declined Mingi.
“No way! I will ask our manager.”
“No, I don’t want to be a part of- whatever this party is.” Replied the manager instantly from the front seat.
“Come on!”
“Yeah…” gulped Mingi. “He’s making a big deal about it.”
“Mingi lost his V-Card! Mingi lost his V-Card!” Sang San.
“Good luck Mingi, now he’s going to ask you everything about how girls are in real life.” Laughed Wooyoung.
“Cool…”
WOOYOUNG
It’s been 2 hours that you were chilling on the practice room’s couch with your bestfriend.
He was supposed to practice his solo performance, but at the end, he was scrolling on his phone. Looking for nothing.
When you cracked an eye and glanced at the clock on the wall, you sighed.
“What’s wrong babe?” Asked Mingi, still rubbing his hand on your arm.
“I promised I would meet my colleague in 30 minutes.”
“A colleague?” He repeated, surprised that you mention someone from the work you absolutely hate. “Since when are you close to someone there?”
“Since she had been hired 1 week ago, but she’s been really cool and nice to hang out with.”
“Ah… I see.” He nodded.
You hesitated a minute to send her a text and to cancel your plan. But she was new and you needed at least someone else than your bestfriend to rant about your annoying job.
“Just go.” He giggled.
“Are you in my head?” You asked.
“I just know when you are lazy and confused.”
“But it’s so cold outside…” You pouted. “And I need to take the bus or taxi.”
“Do you want me to call an uber or something? And I can give you my coat.”
“No… you will need it on your way back to the dorm.”
“Are you coming by the way? After your- whatever you call it.”
“Hm…” you let out a deep breath. “I think that someone heard us yesterday. So I think it’s better if I stay at my home for a week at least.”
“Did someone say something to you this morning?” He asked, a bit confused about your confession.
“No, but I heard Seonghwa and Jongho whispering in the kitchen.”
“It’s not sure that they were talking about us.” He raised a brow.
“Yeah, but when I entered, they stopped and acted so awkwardly. That was strange and I don’t want to confront them now.” You shivered.
“Well okay.” He kissed your forehead. “I can fuck you anywhere else anyway.”
“Song Mingi!” You punched his chest.
Your boyfriend was laughing so hard. For a month, he liked to see you flustered every time he talks this way. In the beginning, this was the opposite.
The student seems to have to surpass his teacher.
“Since when are you talking like this?!”
You both turned your head to the door.
Wooyoung was standing there, completely horrified by what he just heard.
“What the fuck!” You let out, completely freaking out. “Since when did you-”
“I heard everything Y/N!” He replied, a bit too loud for your liking.
“Listen Wooyoung-” started Mingi.
“I thought you were best friends!”
“We are!” you stood up, trying to calm your friend.
“Friends that “fuck” each other?!” He almost gulped, thinking about this terrible image of Mingi and you.
“Lower your tone! I don’t want anyone to know about it!” You almost begged him.
“Then maybe you should have this conversation in private! Not in the middle of our practice room!”
“Wooyoung, it just happened okay.”
“You. Song Mingi.” He pointed at his teammate. “Since when are you doing this kind of thing? You.” He repeated. “One of the purest souls on this earth?”
“I wouldn’t say that…” you whispered. Mingi bumped your waist with his fist.
“Our situation changed a bit, but it’s still us.” Continued Mingi.
“It’s Y/N? Who made you fall in this sexual trap?”
“Hey.” You pouted. “I didn’t force anyone.”
“Shh woman! I’m talking to my friend!”
“He’s crazy.” You sighed.
“Do you even use protection?”
“We are not kids Wooyoung.” Replied Mingi, getting a bit irritated by this conversation.
“You are still a kid to me! I saw you growing up! Now you are a grown man.”
2 minutes before, he was scolding you for being active, and now he was getting emotional?
“I’m born before you faggot.”
“I can’t believe this is happening right now.” You facepalmed.
JONGHO
“Ouch ouch ouch.” You repeated when you sat down on the couch.
Jongho raised a brow.
“Something wrong?”
“No no.” You smiled. “Everything’s fine.”
He ignored how he noticed it, but he spotted a light glimpse of a lie in your voice.
“What are you watching?”
“Avatar.”
“It’s an old movie you know.”
“I know but, the second one is coming out this year, so I need to catch it up.” He raised the volume.
You took this as a sign to shut your mouth and to focus on the movie or your business.
5 minutes later, you decided to stand up to reach your water bottle in the kitchen.
The maknae didn’t really stare at you, but he saw that your allure was kind of weird? Not straight. Like if you were in pain.
“Are you sure everything’s okay?” He paused the movie, definitively worrying about you.
He started to imagine the worse and to think that Mingi did something wrong.
“Yeah.” You winced in pain.
“What is Mingi doing?”
“Sleeping.”
“At 5 PM?”
You nodded, sipping the whole bottle in a few seconds.
You were definitively acting weird for Jongho.
Your walk, your thirstiness, your weak and tired voice, and this pain when you sit.
Then suddenly he realized.
“Oh.” He let out despite him.
His cheeks took a pinkish tint, so he decided to focus back on the screen.
He wasn’t interested in you. No way. But he wasn’t expecting to have this kind of thought with Mingi and you.
“M-Maybe you should take a nap too. You seem tired.” He advised, trying to escape from this situation, but also to help you to rest.
“Yeah, I will in a few minutes.” You yawned.
Jongho remained quiet, but his mind was wilding.
He was wondering since when Mingi was active. How many times you do it even if his room was next to Mingi’s one? How good can be your boyfriend for you to be in this state? And how good this session was for Mingi to sleep before bedtime?
He was also wondering how you could remain quiet.
All these questions for a young boy made him confused.
You glanced at the maknae when he hit his head next to you.
“Are you… okay?”
“Yeah. Just a stupid thought.” He coughed.
“Just one? Because it seemed pretty intense.” You giggled, sitting back on the other side of the couch.
He noticed that this time you didn’t wince in pain or complain about it. Did you get used to the pain?
“Oh babe, you up?” You asked when you saw Mingi walking to the kitchen.
“Yeah, I was so thirsty… it woke me up.” He yawned.
“Yeah of course…” whispered Jongho, understanding the whole situation.
“There’s a fresh drink in the fridge. It’s mine so feel free to take it.” You smiled.
“Thanks babe.”
Jongho was now in a worse situation than before. He was faking to be into his screen, but there were so many questions in his head. They were all tormenting him.
“Yo Jongho. You good?” Asked Mingi, noticing his friend’s behavior.
“I’m fine.” He immediately replied, making the suspicion even worse.
“You sure? Because you look flustered?” You added. “You sick?”
“I would be watching my movie without any problem if you two could have to keep your things in your pants!” He finally screamed, leaving the room. “Disgusting! Especially you Song Mingi! I’m in the room next to yours!”
When he locked himself in his room, your boyfriend raised a brow.
“Did you tell him something?”
“Absolutely not.” You replied, eyes still glued on Jongho’s door which slammed so loud.
“Maybe you made too much noise.” He smirked, sipping his drink, proud of his performance.
“I? Idiot, I told you to slow down.”
“My bad princess.” He shrugged arrogantly.
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HONGJOONG
Hongjoong is aware of your personality. He couldn’t help but stay surprised every time your mood changes.
One minute, you can be the softest human being on this earth, but right when something bothers you, your facial expression changes to something he is still not used to.
Right now, he was freaking out. Like he never did before.
To put the context, he simply suggested that we watch the latest Marvel movie at the theater.
You wouldn’t refuse for any reason. He was not busy, he wouldn't be distracted by his phone ringing nonstop in his pocket, so there’s no way you would miss this opportunity.
It was one of the nicest dates you had in a while.
He bought the tickets, and you took the popcorn.
In the room, you were holding hands when there were no snacks left. He would never initiate to hold your hand before because he knows how much you like to eat popcorn and watch the movie at the same time.
When credits appeared on the big screen, you stayed there to talk about the most memorable scene.
At the moment the cleaning staff entered the room, you exited the theater.
“Nooo! I disagree.” You laughed. “Zendaya is the sexiest.”
“I thought you liked Tom Holland the most?” He smiled, grabbing your hands to put it in his coat pocket.
“What? How can you compare this amazing woman to-” you paused. “No never mind he's cute too.”
Hongjoong sighed. “You started this debate and finally you can’t choose your favorite?”
“Exactly. That’s what is happening right now.” You laughed.
“The real question is what will happen in the next movie.” He wondered, thinking about the strange ending.
At this moment, a group of 3 men stopped on their way to the theater.
“Hey you!” Called one of them, aggressively.
At the tone of his voice, you furrowed your eyebrows, staring straight at him.
“Yes?” Nicely asked Hongjoong. “Do we know each other?”
“No. You are just the one who spoiled me and my friends.” He clenched his fist.
You couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. 2 of them were now staring at you.
Hongjoong started to freak out. What if they were too aggressive with you?
“Is something funny kid?”
“Kid?” You repeated. “You are the one making a scene for something that you can see in the trailer and I’m the kid one? Shut up.”
“Watch your mouth.” Threatened the tallest of them.
“Or what?” You stepped forward.
“Y/N! Stop!” Hongjoong grabbed your arm, already stepping away from them.
“These pieces of shit need to stop. We were minding our own business before they-”
“Piece of shit?” Repeat the one just in front of you.
“Sorry. I will talk to her.” Bowed Hongjoong, pulling you stronger to him.
“Yeah, calm your dog.”
Your blood made one turn in your body. If Hongjoong wasn’t insisting to get out of here, you would have thrown your bag right on his head.
When your boyfriend made sure to be far away enough, he sat on a bench, rubbing his chest to reduce his heartbeat.
“Are you crazy?” He coughed, his face was red.
“I won’t let them talk to me like this.” You crossed your arms on your chest.
“They were 3!”
“I don’t care.” You replied straight.
“They are taller and stronger than you Y/N!”
“Bullshit.” You sighed. “What am I supposed to do? Listening to them being rude?”
“Do you even care about how much I was worried that something would happen to you?”
“I’m not a doll. Don’t worry about me. You should be worried for yourself first.”
“Are you even listening to me, or nothing can change your mind?” He raised a brow, knowing the headstrong that you are.
“Nothing can change my mind.”
“So, I’m supposed to have a heart attack every time this kind of thing occurs?”
“Exactly.”
“Gosh please…” his head bent back. “Help me with this woman.”
SEONGHWA
You knew that your boyfriend was nice. Even too nice.
No matter who was talking to him badly, he just stays quiet and apologizes for being such a terrible human being.
The first time you witnessed this was at the beginning of your relationship.
The manager was probably stressed this time because he passed his nerves on Seonghwa.
Your boyfriend remained quiet and calm, accepting all the things the manager was blaming him for.
The same night, you asked him why he didn’t say anything.
“Respect” was his only answer.
Okay, you got it, respecting your superiors is important, but he should have said something back.
5 months later, a rude girl, who was pretending to be a supportive fan, threw all his merch at his face.
You were just next to him, completely shocked.
You felt bad because you knew she was mad at him for being in a relationship. But her parents didn’t raise her with respect?
You were absolutely mad. Your blood made one turn in your body, and you almost jumped on her, for being rude and of course for hurting your boyfriend.
Right before you could finish the sentence full of curses, Seonghwa grabbed your wrist and apologized.
You stared at him in shock. He was bending over, quietly apologizing to this girl.
You didn’t know how to react. Was he sorry to be in love with you? Did he feel bad for this?
“Park Seonghwa.” You pushed his hand out of your wrist.
“Y/N-”
You rolled your eyes, hands on your waist. It was a frustration that you never felt before.
“Excuse me, young lady.” You looked right at her.
Because of the glare you gave her, she stepped back, clenching her hand in her uniform skirt.
“Aren’t you supposed to be happy for the people you admire or like the most?”
“Y/N.” Repeated Seonghwa, trying to escape from this situation.
“Since when do people get mad because of love?” You pushed her forehead with your index. Each word seemed like a threat to her.
“If you are unhappy about this situation, just go over it. Don’t waste your time by following him as a real creep just to make a scene and to throw all of your shifty stuff on him.” You raised your voice.
“Y/N that’s enough.” He raised his voice as well and grabbed your arm stronger than before.
The look on his face was almost as scary as yours.
“Why? Why are you so nice to everyone? Can’t you be mad sometimes and accept that some people are bullshit?” You glanced at her at the same time.
“Can you stop being so protective as well? This is so annoying! You are not my mom or my older sister.” He said back.
“Ah, so you can be mean to me but not to other people?” You raised a brow, annoyed.
Seonghwa ignored you and pushed you to the side.
“Sorry for my friend’s behavior.” He bowed once again to the schoolgirl. “I understand that I made you sad and disappointed.”
“I can’t believe it…” you whispered, enraged by his kindness.
Seonghwa managed to calm her and even to make her apologize as well. But you both ignored if it was because of the look, you gave her the whole time.
When she disappeared, leaving all the merch on the dirty floor and your boyfriend a bit surprised by this situation, you said:
“Now can we talk, or you are still denying that you are too kind?”
“Y/N, it’s the way I am. Don’t try to change me for something that I’m not.”
“Seonghwa! I hate seeing people taking advantage of you.” You replied.
He gave you a soft smile and brushed your cheek softly. “Stop worrying for me. I know what I am doing.”
You wanted to say a ton of things to him.
“That’s what I’m scared of…” you sighed.
YUNHO
It was a secret for nobody that you would fight every time it was needed, for Yunho.
Your boyfriend took this personality trait of yours as a gift.
When an altercation happens, he knows he can call you or that you would jump on the side and tell everything you want to say.
Maybe sometimes he was a bit worried for you, especially when you were talking back to older people. He knew that you were respectful, but sometimes they were pushing your limits.
Some guys would find it unattractive or would clearly get a problem with their own manhood if their girlfriends were protecting as you do.
It was not Yunho’s case. It was the opposite.
For example, yesterday you went shopping together for Christmas gifts.
Your boyfriend found the best gift for Mingi, a long coat with a tone of patchwork with few streets work graffitis, that he would like for sure.
He was probably not the only one to like it because it was the last one in the alley.
“Babe! Look at this!” He smiled widely, showing the coat hanging by his large hand.
“Oh! This is perfect!”
The coat was not really to your taste, but Mingi would wear it every time he could for sure. Plus, you absolutely wanted to go back home to watch the last episode of your show that you binged the entire week.
You didn’t have the time to step closer to Yunho, to look at the coat in detail, that a woman came behind him and gripped the piece of clothes too.
“Sorry I saw it first.”
Yunho’s face turned into an embarrassing facial expression.
“My son wants it.” She pointed at the teenager at the other side of the alley, who was clearly into another coat.
“Sorry Madam, but it would be the perfect gift for one of my closest friends.” He apologized softly, bowing a tiny bit.
“But I saw it first.” She repeated, already raising her tone so people around could hear the situation.
Your boyfriend started to stutter, gripping the coat strongly.
For a second, your eyes met, and you knew what you had to do.
You sighed and nodded at him. It was your time to shine.
You tapped her shoulder, making her turn. You absolutely hated the look on her face.
“Ma’am. You know that if you want something, you need to take it before someone else takes it.” You gently said.
“I don’t care if I saw it first.”
Does she know something else than this sentence?
“But my boyfriend is holding it. And sorry for your son, but we are buying it.” You bowed a bit.
“I’m holding it too! Can’t you see?” She shook her hands, gripping into a patchwork pattern.
Yunho saw the tiny vein on your forehead popping up. He was already sorry for the son’s mother.
“Ma’am we-”
“Don’t be so disrespectful. We didn’t teach you at school to not talk back to older people?”
“I talk back to dumb people like you.” You sighed.
Yunho’s heart made a turn in his chest.
“Sorry?” She yelled louder.
“I can scream too!” You raised your tone like her.
“You are completely crazy!” She concluded. “Just give me this coat.”
She started to pull it to her, hoping that Yunho’s grip would be weaker by the time.
You interfered and pushed your boyfriend to the side to take his place. You made a quick nod to him and whispered to him to hide for a second. If fans were here, he would have a problem.
Knowing that you would win this no matter what, he stepped into the other alley, acting as a random client.
“Let it go!” She yelled.
“You! Let it go!”
“I saw it first.”
“Liar!”
You were acting like 2 children fighting for a lollipop when finally, an employee came to you, trying to persuade one of you to order it on the website.
Of course, you had the last words. Yunho was wondering how you could think of so many excuses to buy it now. He was completely admirative.
The older lady couldn’t stop cursing at you, but you didn’t care, you were the one going back home with the coat tonight.
Finally, Yunho joined you back in the queue.
He let out a quick chuckle when he saw your messy hair. You didn’t fight physically but it seemed.
Instead, he put his arm around your shoulders and gave you a warm kiss on the forehead.
“Thank you, angel.”
You simply nodded and smiled at him.
He knew that when you are next to him, he can't lose.
YEOSANG
In the bus heading to Yeosang’s hometown, you could see how nervous he was.
The family reunion wasn’t his thing, especially when his uncle is here.
You never saw anyone stupid as him. He’s so gross, rude, and sexist.
Because of the cultural difference, you never said anything, even if sometimes you wanted to jump on him and break his nose for talking like this to your boyfriend.
At the last stop before his parents’ home, you grabbed his hand and he tightened it strongly. He was taking all the strength he needed.
Now, it’s been 2 hours that you were hearing his uncle talking rudely to everyone and throwing 2-3 sexist “jokes” at every woman in the room.
He was talking about their weight, even if they were skinny or chubby, their career, and even the way they were dressing.
You didn’t receive one yet. And it was better for him because you couldn’t help it to reply too.
In the middle of the delicious meal, you immediately asked his mom the recipe after only one try, Yeosang was his uncle's target.
“So Yeosang? We don’t see you anymore now that you are wearing clothes and applying makeup to dance on stage.” He smirked.
Yeosang chuckled, completely embarrassed, and made an excuse.
“We were busy this year.”
“At my age, dancing ridiculously on stage wasn’t a career.”
“Yeah, prehistoric age I guess.” You whispered.
Yeosang’s aunt snored next to you.
“Do you borrow Y/N clothes on stage?” He laughed.
You raised a brow. For the first time today, your name came out of his mouth.
“No, we have our own.”
“Ah,” he nodded. “Because when I see you on TV, I only see you in tight clothes. I was wondering if it was your girl outfit since she’s dressed so sexily.”
You gagged. This comment from him was the most disgusting thing you ever heard.
“You know what we say Y/N.” He looked at you. “Tight clothes but not legs.”
Yeosang’s hand gripped on his chopsticks.
You were in shock but decided to play the silence card. The entire table was embarrassed and quiet. Only his dry laugh could be heard.
“Come on, it’s a joke.” He finally stated.
In your head, he was murdered at least 7 times.
“But anyway, congrats Yeosang. You were so useless and so bad at school that I wouldn’t actually believe that you would give money to your parents someday.” He sipped his drink.
“Sir.” You finally spoke. “Look around you. Can’t you see that everything you say is rude and mean?”
“Y/N.” Yeosang tried to stop you.
You stood up and bowed to his parents and his family. “I’m sorry but I’m going to be unrespectful for a minute.”
Yeosang tried to make you sit back on the chair, but you simply slapped his hand.
“I can handle you telling me that I’m an easy girl, but I can’t handle you being rude to Yeosang or every woman there is in the room. You are sexist and rude. I’ve never met someone like you before and I hope that I won’t anymore. You are a disgusting pig.” You continued, not even taking your breath back. “You are commenting on everyone's features or lifestyle, but we don’t say anything about you not being married for being such a dick.”
“Y/N!”
“Nobody would actually marry you with this mindset-”
Yeosang stood up, making his chopstick fall in a light noise on the floor.
“Stop it!”
You never saw this expression on his face.
He pulled you out of the room, just before you could see the smile his mom had on her face.
You followed him in the garden. His face was red.
“Y/N! Stop for fucking sake! It’s my uncle!”
“And he shouldn’t talk to you like this! Or to anyone!” You replied.
“Just go.” He rubbed his forehead.
“Yeosang.”
“Just go! I need to fix this mess because of you.”
Without adding anything, he left you there.
You knew what you did was wrong but giving him the right to say everything would be worse.
SAN
Seonghwa and Hongjoong were enjoying a quiet moment at the dorm tonight.
The eldest member was reading a book that had been waiting in the bookshelf for 3 months and the leader was scrolling on his phone, probably on TikTok.
“With no one at home, it feels like our children are grown up now, and left the house.”
“Hm.” Simply replied Hongjoong.
“And you feel like the “I don’t care Dad”...”, he whispered, grumpily.
The living room plunged one more time in a long and steady silence when the door’s code resonated.
They both didn’t have time to realize someone was coming in, that the corridor was filled with curses and screams.
“Here we go again…” whispered Hongjoong.
“What’s happening?” Rushed Seonghwa, curious to see what the reason for this argument was.
“Your friend is stupid!” You replied, passing by him to go to San's room.
“Y/N your shoes-” he whispered when you stepped in with your sneakers on.
“Don’t even bother to try! She’s only listening to herself!”
“Oh, fuck you San!” You yelled from the other room.
Hongjoong had no choice, but to step into something that wasn’t his business. But for the dorm's sake, he needed to help Seonghwa.
“Can you explain what is going on?”
“This girl right there! She can’t help but be rude!”
“Because you let people be rude to you, asshole!” You throw the bag with all your stuff at the entrance.
“They weren't mean to me! You were just jealous!”
“They were mocking your eyes, San! They were just racist! Stop living on this fucking cloud!” You rolled your eyes.
“What? Someone was racist to you?” Asked Hongjoong, completely concerned now.
“No.”
“Yes!” You replied to Hongjoong. “This idiot let them talk about how his eyes were. I just couldn’t let them continue.”
“It’s because you think you are a superhero.”
You growled from frustration. San was living in this perfect world and always thought that people have nice attention toward him. But no, this world is cruel so sometimes they need someone like you to put people back in their places.
“San, this is a big deal.” Spoke Seonghwa, sad that his friend had to be in such a situation.
“I’m a grown-ass man, I can handle myself! I don’t need her to fight people every time something happens to me!”
“I wouldn’t if you could at least tell them that what they did it’s wrong.”
“I did.” He lied.
“No, you didn’t! You stayed there, smiling awkwardly and agreeing about what they were saying.”
You were so mad at him, for not defending himself, but to blame you for doing something he can do. Because he does it with you all the time.
“San…”
“What? What could I do? Imagine if they were fans.”
“Oh pleeease!” You sighed. “Don’t play the “fan card”. If they were fans, they wouldn’t say anything to you.”
“She’s right San.” Agreed Hongjoong.
“Thank you! Finally, someone smart.” You pointed at the elder, relieved that you were not acting crazily.
“Y/N, you should go home, we’re going to talk about this with the manager when everyone is back. We can’t let this kind of thing occur.”
“Yeah, anyway I’m done with him for today.” You gave San a dark stare.
“I’m done with you too!”
“Then call me when you are talking to people like you do with me!” You said, before leaving angrily.
You know that both of you were acting like children, but you were tired of being the meanest between both of you, just because he can put limits.
MINGI
When Mingi decided to ask you to be his girlfriend, he would never imagine that it would be so useful.
During high school, he always saw boys confronting other boys because they asked a random thing to their crushes. So, he was persuaded that the meaning of a relationship was jealousy and being dedicated to your partner.
But with you, it was totally different. You were rarely jealous, and you let him his own pace and space when he needs to.
And the most was how protective you are.
You are the first one to jump into a fight just for your ego, especially Mingi’s one. You don’t really care about what people tell you. And honestly, this is a good thing because with all these paparazzi and fans around, since you made this relationship official, it could have been annoying.
Today, your boyfriend and you were enjoying a night's walk. He was finally back from his tour and now it was the right time for him to relax.
“Do you know what I’ve missed the most during these 3 months?” He asked, taking your hand in his.
“Don’t tell me sex or-”
“Nooo! I would never say this!” He blushed.
You chuckled, happy to see that he was still pure and shy when it comes to this type of intimacy.
“I’m kidding,” you wrapped your arm around his. “What did you miss?”
“My protection.”
It was your turn to be flustered.
He was talking about you being there to protect him every time you can.
“In some countries, people are really rude for literally nothing.” He said, probably remembering an encounter.
“Maybe you should try to-”
“For what?” He cut you straight. “I need you and you only.”
“But what are you going to do if I’m not with you?” You smiled, liking his cuteness.
“I will call you.” He replied like it was the smartest answer, and you didn’t think about it.
“But on tour? Or imagine if we break up?”
He gave you a look that made you feel stupid for a second.
“You crazy?”
“No, I’m curious.” You replied, your smile still glued on your face.
“For nothing in the world, I would break up with you.”
“But what if I do?” You smirked.
“Then I would still call you.” He concluded. “You wouldn’t hate me, right? So, I still can say ‘Hello Y/N, I know we are over, but someone is being rude to me at the coffee shop. Can you come over?”
“You are unbelievable.” You laughed.
“You know the coward that I am. It’s like God sent me the one I needed to live a peaceful life.”
“Aw. That’s cute.”
“I know. Cute is my last name.” He gave you a quick peck on the forehead.
“But don’t you feel… I don’t know, less masculine if I’m the protective one?”
“No way.” He replied quickly. “Or I never thought about this.”
“Really? I know some guys who would feel less masculine, or they would have a problem with their manhood.”
“Then it’s not my problem. I do really like it.” He smiled at you.
You felt reassured deep inside of you. You always thought he would confront you someday for interposing in an argument or something.
“But don’t think that I will let you take a bullet for me or worse.” He put his limits.
“I would never do that.”
He was relieved inside of him, but his ego was a bit hurt. “Excuse me-”
“Hey, I would never let someone stab me for your pretty eyes.” You chuckled.
“Why do I feel disappointed to hear this?” He questioned himself.
WOOYOUNG
When you cracked an eye this morning, you noticed that you were alone. You turned lazily on the other side, to pick your phone which was resting on the nightstand.
The screen turned on and you raised a brow when you saw the time.
Only 7AM?
Wooyoung spent the night with you, but usually, he would wake up at the last one.
You sighed and touched his side of the bed. It was cold. It’s been a long time since he’s up.
Lazily and still asleep, you got out of your bed and headed to the bathroom, maybe he was there.
But the door was wide open and there was no sign of Wooyoung there.
You continued and went to the living room. Just in the corridor, you could hear the TV, at a minimum volume. He was probably there, watching his favorite show but didn’t want to wake you up.
“Babe?” You said, laying at the crook of the door. “You are already up?”
“As you can see.” He replied, eyes still glued on the screen.
You noticed the cold tone of his voice. You just ignored it.
“It’s only 7AM? Did you have insomnia again?”
“No.”
“Well okay.” You raised a brow.
Instead of sitting next to him on the couch, you stayed there, watching the TV screen. You were not really focused on it. If someone asks you what a character just said, you wouldn’t be able to answer. You were wondering what could happen in your boyfriend’s head this morning.
Finally, he spoke.
“Why do you always need to protect me?”
You raised a brow. Here we go again, you thought.
“Because you can’t do it. You let people take advantage of you.”
“This doesn’t mean that you need to jump out of nowhere and to act like you did yesterday.” He said, a bit too aggressively for you.
All the arguments you had before because of this subject helped you this time to remain quiet and to let him spill all the things he has against you.
“Okay I know you just want to take care of me. But I’m not a fucking child Y/N! I can handle myself. This is so so so annoying sometimes.” He continued.
Your eyes didn’t leave his. But your mind was already out of this room.
“I would appreciate it if sometimes you could stop. It’s the fifth time I ask you to stop, and you are still doing it. I’m really done!”
Just say that you don’t feel manly enough, you thought.
When he finally stopped and put his eyes back on the screen, you left.
You sighed in the corridor and went back to your bedroom.
There, you plopped under the sheets and tried to calm the anger inside of you.
You hated to see people being rude or mean to him. But he was too naive to think bad about their behaviors. So of course, sometimes you need to open his eyes. But instead of being thankful, he was just being rude because it reduced the size of his peepee when you do.
“Idiot.” You whispered.
You woke up 3 hours later, still bothered by the situation.
Wooyoung was still probably mad at you for sure.
You were thinking about confronting him once again or just ignoring him for the rest of the day.
You didn’t have the time to choose one of these choices when he entered the room quietly. 2 cups of hot chocolate in his hands.
He gave you a quick and light smile and whispered a “sorry” that you couldn’t hear but you guessed it right away.
JONGHO
You had a whole debate on who between both of you was the most protective one.
Jongho was sure he was the winner.
“I’m the protective one! The only thing you do is breaking apples with your bare hands.” You laughed, putting your legs on his laps.
“This is training!” He replied, playing with your foot. “Now that I can break apples well, I can break anyone's head.”
“Head? Who do you think you are? Hulk?” You pinched his arm.
“Exactly. I’m the Hulk. So, respect me woman.”
“You wish...”
At the same moment, a few male backup dancers entered the practice room.
You recognized some of them except one.
Jongho stood up first to greet them.
“Hi JongJong!” Greeted one of them. He was a close friend of your boyfriend. “What are you doing here?”
“I wanted to practice a bit.” He replied, giving him a handshake.
You spotted the newest one stepping next to them.
“Nice to meet you.” Shyly bowed Jongho.
It’s true that his presence was something else. The other backup dancers were joyful and funny, but his aura was dark, foggy and you never saw him smile since he entered.
“He’s our new guy! He’s coming straight from Busan.” Introducing the dance leader.
“Ah! The manager informed us about this. It’s cool! Hope you will have fun with us.” Continued Jongho.
You had a bad feeling about him. But it was none of your business and you decided to put your attention on the notification that popped up on your phone screen.
“Who is this?” Asked the new recrue, pointing at you.
“Oh, this is Y/N.” He simply replied.
“His girlfriend.”
“Hyung!” He punched him; a bit embarrassed.
“It’s okay, we all know it.”
“I know, but it still feels weird to hear it from you.” He rolled his eyes.
“Ah so it’s allowed to bring our girlfriends to work?” He asked.
From you, it seemed like a reproach.
Jongho cleared his throat and scratched his head. “I didn’t want to be alone today, so I asked her to come. She really gives good reviews!”
“Ah I see, but rules are rules.”
Not liking the tone, he was using, you slammed a bit too much strongly, your phone on the coffee table and stood up.
Jongho raised a brow, you seemed mad, and he knew how you could be sometimes.
You stepped in front of the new recrue and bowed politely to him.
“Nice to meet you too.” You raised a brow.
For sure he has a problem with women, or his ego is too big to greet someone.
“Is my presence bothering you?” You asked straight, taking this cocky look.
“I just thought we needed to follow rules.”
“Then why are you not following the 2 first rules?”
“Y/N, he’s new. I think he doesn’t know-”
“Rule number 1.” You ignored your boyfriend, a bit frustrated on the side. “Respect.”
He raised a brow, not understanding what you could mean by that.
“I greeted you, so you could do it too. And leave this attitude at your home. No need to be this sassy, moody or bitchy here.”
He stayed up, not giving up on his ego.
“Rule number 2.” You continued. “Anyone who’s not related to the staff, idols or superior hierarchy isn’t allowed to be in this building. But since I’m his girlfriend, I can.” You smirked, tilting your head on the side.
You exchanged a long and intense eye-contact, before he broke it by bowing to you.
“Thank you.”
“Well, Jongho, your girl can be scary sometimes... Take care of yourself.” Whispered the lead dancer.
“I love her.” He replied, proud of you being so strong.
You don’t hesitate to protect anyone when something feels wrong and he’s really admirative.
❦ Requested: Special request by Aeon for her bestie Isabella! Happy (late) Birthday girl 🥳🦋
“Hello bestfriend!”
Wooyoung jumped on your bed, almost giving you a heart attack.
“Just give me 3 reasons to not kill you right now.” You mumbled under his chest.
“3?” He repeated, sitting next to your sleepy body. “Too easy.”
You simply covered your face with the sheet.
“Why is your room so dark?” He noticed after a few seconds.
“Dark as my heart…” you whispered.
Wooyoung raised a brow. Just yesterday you seemed happy and grateful to be on this planet, but today, life seemed to be tough.
After a few seconds of not hearing something from him, you added dramatically. “If you just came to mess my bed, good job, it’s done. Now you can go.”
Your best friend rolled his eyes.
“Well... if that’s what you want-”
Before he could think about leaving for real, you grabbed his wrist, looking him dead in the eyes.
“A-are you really considering leaving?”
Just because of the soft and calm light on his eyes, you knew he wouldn’t.
“Why would I leave you for this special day, girl?” He smirked.
“I would appreciate it if you could stop reminding me that I’m getting older…” you fell back on the mattress.
Wooyoung ignored your comment and went to open the curtain.
At the right moment, you succeeded to dodge the sunlight to blind your eyes.
“It’s shining bright today! You should enjoy it!” He smiled at your building view. “You got a better view than our dorm.”
“Close the curtains.”
“Argh stop being so moody!” He pulled the sheets out of you.
When you felt your body lose the temperature, plus your eyes meeting the blue sky outside, you couldn’t help but to swear at your best friend.
“I love you too Y/N.” He replied back. “Now get up.”
“Get up for what?” You yawned.
“For the day.”
“I rather stay at home, watching Squid Game, with a ton of snacks.”
“That’s what you did yesterday.” He raised a brow.
“Stop judging me dude.”
“Okay whatever… just get dressed and…” he stopped to look at you. “Put makeup on.”
“What is this supposed to mean?” You grabbed the pillow next to you, ready to throw it on him right in the face.
“Just do it.”
“Aah Wooyoung I really don’t want to go out today.”
“Come on!” He whined. “I prepared a bunch of things for you today!”
“Can we do it tomorrow?”
He gave you a dark glare, making you sit up instantly.
“Why do you absolutely want to do something with me today?” You asked, rubbing your nape.
“Is it too strange to spend time with friends on their birthday?”
“No…” you admitted interiorly that it was a dumb question.
Wooyoung sat down again on the edge of the bed, he was trying to figure out why you were so down.
You knew each other for 4 years and he never saw you this way on your birthday.
It’s true that everyone has a little reflection on their life when they grow up, but for you, it was like you put your whole existence in question.
Suddenly, something tilted in his head.
“3 things huh?”
“What?” You raised a brow.
“You asked 3 reasons for my presence.”
“I was just-”
“First one,” he cut you straight, “your roommate let me in.”
Of course, she would, you thought. She was a very close friend of yours and was always shiping Wooyoung and you. Both of you were clearly telling her that you were just friends, but she didn’t want to give up. “There’s no more boy-girl friendship now in this world.” So old school.
“Second one, we are always doing something for your birthday. Even if it’s a Monday.”
“Yeah…” you smiled lightly when old memories went back to your mind.
“And third one.” He paused, his cheeks blushing a bit. “I need to thank you for being born.”
“For being born?” You repeated, blinking at this unexpected answer.
Wooyoung avoided your stare and looked at the messy chair full of clothes in the corner of your room.
“I know that for you it’s a difficult step, like most of humans, but for me I see it as a blessing to be a part of your life journey.”
You didn’t say anything.
It was the first time that both of you talked so intimately about each other. And honestly, you would just ruin the moment by saying “oh come on don’t be so sensitive”, as every time a subject makes you shy and awkward.
“It might sound completely dumb for you,” he let out a nervous laugh. “But for me, I can say “woah, I spent 4 birthdays with this amazing person.”
You were so moved that someone thought or felt something for you that you didn’t know how to react.
Your emotions were just mixed between happiness, sadness and excitement.
“I’m really glad that I’ve met someone like you.” He added. “Beside the boys, I have someone that I can call “my home”, he air-quoted. “Someone with whom I can really be myself. Without a fear of being judged or disappointed.”
You blinked a few times to remove the tears from coming out.
Wooyoung wasn’t still looking at you, otherwise he would stop and act like nothing happened.
“Please don’t be sad about your birthday or don’t feel sad about getting older.” He continued. “Okay maybe you will need to add some products to your skin care routine or maybe someone will propose you, soon, where are diapers at the supermarket-”
“Hey you.” You grunted.
He chuckled, expecting this comment. “But you shouldn’t let the number of candles on your cake make you sad. Life is a messy adventure with the goods and bad moments, but it makes it more exciting.”
You felt like he was talking to himself too. He probably had this issue or maybe still has it.
Wooyoung finally turned his head when he got no answer from you.
“A-Are you crying?” He chuckled.
“No.” You sniffled.
“Then what is this?” He pointed at the tear sliding on your cheek.
“Sweat.” You lied, wiping your eyes.
“Ah yeah,” he nodded, “your eyes are sweating huh.”
“Shut up.” You sniffled again, lips shaking.
“Oooh come on, I didn’t want you to make you cry.” He laid down on his stomach and rested his head on your lap. Slowly rubbing your knee with his thumb.
“How do you expect me to not cry?” Your voice cracked, covering your face with your hands.
“Sorry I tend to forget the cry baby that you are.” He smiled.
“Shut up.” You repeated, your body shaking a little bit.
“You’ll age like fine wine anyway.” He whispered, enjoying your presence.
“What y- You don’t even like wine.”
“No, but I like you.” He smiled, knowing that it will make you cringe and melt at the same time.
