DO YOU THINK YOU COULD LOVE ME? ♡⸝⸝
ఌ︎. pairing. idol!eunseok x manager!reader ఌ︎. wc. 1k ఌ︎. genre. forbidden love , fluff ఌ︎. a/n. HAPPY SEOK DAYY had to give the fanfic that turned into my baby a good ending
this is part 2 of this oneshot! if you haven’t read part 1 yet i would recommend reading it before this one
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The seasons had changed, and so had you.
Not in the way that mattered, at least. He was still steady, still warm. Still looking at you with that same quiet patience, like he was waiting for something only you could give.
It had been months since that night — the night he had asked you the question you couldn’t answer. Not because you didn’t know, but because you did. Because if you had said yes, it would have changed everything.
You were his manager. He was an idol.
There were lines between you, carefully drawn, and for the longest time, you had convinced yourself they couldn’t be crossed.
But now, sitting across from him in the back of the van after a long day of schedules, you weren’t so sure.
“Are you cold?” His voice was soft, barely heard over the hum of the engine.
You hadn’t realized you were shivering until he spoke. Before you could answer, he was already tugging off his jacket, draping it over your shoulders like it was second nature. Like he wasn’t thinking twice about it.
You swallowed. “I’m okay.”
He didn’t argue, but his gaze lingered, just for a second, before he leaned back against the seat, arms crossed loosely.
You let yourself watch him for a moment. The soft glow of streetlights flickered against his skin, highlighting the sharp curve of his jaw, the warmth in his eyes despite the exhaustion pulling at his features. He had been working nonstop lately — comebacks, rehearsals, interviews. You had been there for all of it. That was your job, after all.
But somewhere along the way, it had started to feel like more than that.
You cared about him — not just as an artist under your management, but as a person. As someone who had quietly, steadily become a part of your life in a way you never expected.
You thought back to that night, to the words he had spoken so carefully.
“Do you think you could love me?”
Back then, you hadn’t answered. You had let the silence stretch between you, had watched as something unreadable flickered across his face before he gave you a small, understanding nod.
He had never asked again.
But the question never really left.
It was in the way he always waited for you after schedules, making sure you ate before he did. In the way he listened — really listened — when you spoke, remembering things you’d forgotten you even mentioned. It was in the way he never treated you like just his manager, but as someone who mattered.
And the truth was, you loved him already. You had for a long time.
You just didn’t know if you were allowed to.
The van slowed to a stop outside the dorms. The other members were already heading inside, laughing about something as they disappeared through the doors. You expected Eunseok to follow, but he didn’t move.
Instead, he turned to you, voice softer than before. “Stay for a bit?”
Your heart stumbled over itself.
He must have seen something in your face because he gave you an easy smile, tilting his head slightly. “Just for a while. You look tired.”
You sighed, but you didn’t argue.
A few minutes later, you found yourself on the dorm balcony, leaning against the railing as the city stretched out before you. Eunseok stood beside you, close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from him even through the cool night air.
Neither of you spoke for a while. It wasn’t uncomfortable. If anything, it was nice and Peaceful.
“You never answered me” he said suddenly.
You didn’t have to ask what he meant.
Your fingers curled against the railing. “I didn’t know if I should.”
A small breeze passed between you, carrying the weight of your words.
Eunseok exhaled softly. “I know.”
He didn’t sound upset. If anything, he sounded like he had expected that.
Your throat felt tight. “It’s not that I —” You hesitated. “I was scared.”
Eunseok turned to you fully, waiting. Not pushing, just listening.
You forced yourself to meet his gaze. “I thought if I said yes, everything would change. That maybe it would make things harder for you. That it wouldn’t be fair.”
A sign of a smile crossed his lips. “You always do that.”
“Put me before yourself.” He shook his head slightly. “I know what I signed up for when I became an idol. And I know what I want.”
He looked at you then — really looked at you. Like he wasn’t just waiting for an answer this time, but hoping for one.
And suddenly, you were tired of waiting. Tired of pretending you didn’t know how you felt.
You took a breath. “Eunseok…”
He hummed in acknowledgment, but you didn’t let him speak.
Instead, you reached for his hand.
His fingers curled around yours instantly, like he had been waiting for this moment all along.
For a second, neither of you moved. The city lights flickered around you, and the quiet between you felt heavier than before —charged with something unspoken but unmistakable.
Then, softly, hesitantly, you stepped closer.
Eunseok’s eyes flickered down to your lips, just for a moment. When he looked back up, his expression had shifted — less patient, more certain.
And this time, he didn’t wait.
He leaned in slowly, giving you every chance to pull away. But you didn’t. You couldn’t.
When his lips brushed against yours, it was careful, deliberate — like he was memorizing the feeling, like he had been wanting to do this for a long time. And maybe he had.
The kiss was steady — just like him. His free hand came up to cup your jaw, thumb brushing over your cheek in a way that made your heart stumble. You felt him smile against your lips, just barely.
When you finally pulled away, breathless, he didn’t let go. His forehead rested lightly against yours, fingers still tangled with yours.
“You never answered my question” he murmured.
You laughed softly. “I think I just did.”
His smile widened, bright and unmistakably happy. And when he kissed you again—slower this time, like he had all the time in the world — you knew, without a doubt, that this had been your answer all along.
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