martin (마틴)

suddenly gets so loud —

martin is already hella loud himself, when you're around his voice suddenly jumps whole level higher. it's not on purpose. he gets nervous and his instinct is to talk more, talk faster, talk bigger. it's his way of making sure you notice him or pay attention to him.

hes too concerned about how you'll think of him, he'll start blurting out random things to keep the conversation going

laughs too hard at your jokes —

martin didn’t just laugh at your jokes — he committed to them. even the ones you didn’t think were funny. sometimes you’d say something mildly amusing, barely even a joke, and he would break out into that loud AHH laugh that echoed through the room like he’d heard the funniest thing in his life. consider him your number #1 glazer.

half the time you’d stare at him like 'martin, it wasn’t that funny yo...' but it's too late he was far gone, wheezing, holding his stomach, acting like you were a stand-up comedian. it wasn’t fake either — he js genuinely couldn’t control it. everything you said hit him ten times harder than everyone else.

and he always explained your jokes. always. even when no one asked. even when everyone clearly understood. he’d jump in with, “no, see, what they meant was—” (thanks sherlock) just so he could talk to you again. sometimes he’d start repeating the joke back to you. it was goofy, unnecessary, and very obvious… but that was martin whenever you made him nervous.

james (제임스)

being extra nice to your friends so they'll like him –

james doesn’t play. the moment he decides/finds out he likes you, he suddenly turns into everyone’s favorite coworker, classmate, teammate—whatever role gets him close to your friend group. he’s holding doors, offering gum, remembering tiny things they say just so he can bring them up later and look thoughtful.

he acts so normal about it, too. he’s talking to your friends like he’s been part of the group since day one. he lets them rant, hypes them casually, makes them laugh without even doing too much. everything feels smooth on the outside, but he’s absolutely grinding for good ratings behind the scenes.

and every time your friends warm up to him, he gets this satisfied little look, like he just cleared a level. he won’t admit it, but he’s trying to impress them specifically so they’ll go home and tell you, “james is actually kind of great.” "james is goated." "you should date james" (last one will never be said)

checking your socials and then accidentally liking a 2 year old post –

james had always been a pro at stalking. it wasn’t even a guilty habit at this point. he’d scroll through someone’s feed like he was born for this, never slipping, never messing up. he prided himself on that.

so when he started going through your profile this time, he thought he had it this in the bag. he kept the volume off, held his phone properly, made sure his hands were dry, scrolled slowly. he even reminded himself to keep his thumb away from the like button. he was sneaky, confident, fully in control… until he wasn’t. one tiny shift of his hand and tap.

the screen blinked, and staring back at him was the post he’d just liked, something you probably forgot yourself — a photo from two years ago of you wearing a full chicken costume at the supermarket. he froze. for a solid five seconds he contemplated throwing his phone across the room. then he unliked it so fast his screen lagged. he refreshed three times, whispered “please god,” and tried to pretend it hadn’t happened, even though he knew that notification absolutely reached you in under a second.

juhoon (주훈)

changes his pfp before you add him on socials —

before he even sent you his username, he spent way too long picking the perfect profile picture. he picked something that looked effortless and cool, but he kept changing it because he worried it wasn’t mysterious enough, or maybe too normal. he muttered to himself, “no, too boring… no, too much,” scrolling through his camera roll like it was a super important decision (it was for him)

then he tried cropping it a hundred different ways, adjusting angles, lighting, expressions. at one point he tilted his phone and frowned at himself, realizing he looked like he was trying way too hard. he sighed, reset it again, and finally settled on one that made him think, maybe you’d think he was interesting.

after that, he went through his old posts and captions, deleting anything that felt too dumb or childish, changing emojis, and rewriting lines that now seemed lame. he chuckled at how ridiculous he was being, then immediately added a new post pretending it had been spontaneous all along.

pretending to know everything about something you like —

juhoon wanted to impress you, so he jumped into your interests even if he didn’t know a thing about them. he faked it at first, nodding, asking questions, throwing in random facts that he hoped sounded smart.

the funny part was that after a while, he actually started liking the things you liked. what began as a performance turned into him genuinely learning songs, games, or shows, and he got a little addicted. now he could talk to you about them without panicking or bluffing, and he loved that he could share it with you.

sometimes he would overdo it a little, laughing at himself when he realized he had spent hours watching or reading something he swore he’d never touch.

seonghyeon (성현)

writing your name with his surname in a notebook —

teen boys do weird things when they have a crush, and seonghyeon was no exception. he kept writing your name with his last name in front, over and over in the margins, checking how it looked each time. he thought it was ridiculous, but he also thought it looked… nice. your name fit with his, and that made him smile every time he saw it. your name was so pretty.

he doodled tiny hearts or underlined it a few times, making small changes, erasing, rewriting, just to see how it felt. he didn’t even realize he was biting his lip or humming quietly to himself while he did it. it became a habit, something he kept doing whenever he had a notebook in front of him.

he flipped the pages, wrote again, sometimes paused to look at it longer, always thinking about it. it made him nervous and shy, but he couldn’t stop.

avoid you like the plague —

seonghyeon knew he looked ridiculous, but he kept finding excuses to stay busy whenever you were around. he would rearrange papers, tap pens, or shuffle through his stuff, all while sneaking glances at you. every time you looked his way, he froze for a second, then hurried off as if he had somewhere urgent to be.

he kept tripping over small things, knocking over a water bottle or fumbling a pen, just trying to make his retreat look natural. internally, he was panicking, though outside he pretended he was totally fine—but his red ears gave him away more than anything.

keonho (건호)

tries hard to be funny —

keonho loves to make people laugh, and when it’s you, he takes it a little… personally. he’ll come up with jokes, puns, insulting his hyungs, anything that might get even the tiniest reaction from you.

he pays attention to what makes you smile. a small giggle, a raised eyebrow, the tiniest shake of your head — he stores it all and tries to use it the next time, hoping he can get the same reaction again. he’ll exaggerate movements, make weird faces, or add extra flair to the lamest lines just to see you respond.

melting from your compliments —

he gets complimented by his members all the time, but when its you who compliments him it's much different. the people (fans) around him always talk about his visuals, how pretty he is. keonho isn’t used to being noticed for the little things he does, so when you say something nice, it hits him harder than he expects. he freezes for a second, cheeks heating up, he scratches the back of his neck, shifts his weight, mutters a quiet “thanks,” then quickly looks away (just so you cant see him cheesing)

sometimes he laughs nervously, or fiddles with something nearby, trying to hide how flustered he actually is. if it’s a compliment about his effort or something only you would notice, he'd stumble over words, blush more, or replay your reaction in his head for the rest of the day.

he starts trying harder just to get more compliments from you

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martin (마틴)

— bothering him/interrupting his time

martin wouldn't even call it you bothering him, he'd consider this as spending time with you—he'd maybe even encourage you to bother him.

it doesnt matter what you're trying to do, he never seems to be even a little irritated at your doings. in his eyes you can never be annoying no matter how hard you try to be insufferable, mr rose tinted glasses over here.

sometimes he’ll pretend to sigh, roll his eyes a little, act like 'you’re such a distraction!' but then smile at you to keep going.

and on days when he’s actually busy—like genuinely busy, he still doesn’t shut you out. he’ll pull you closer, rest his chin on your shoulder while he works, let you scroll through his phone or mess with his hands. bothering him almost always turns into something comfortable.

martin doesn’t see interruptions as something that takes time away from him. to him, you are the time.

james (제임스)

— focusing on only you/giving you all his attention

james takes things seriously. when he’s focused, he’s focused. work, conversations, tasks, anything he puts his mind to gets his full attention. interruptions usually don’t work on him. people can call his name and he wouldn't bat an eye or he'd dismiss it.

except when it’s you.

he could be soooo focused on something, anything, but the moment you call his name he immediately whips his head and drops everything. no excuses, no “wait a second.” whatever he was doing is now suddenly unimportant, it becomes something he'll do later. you come first, every time.

you don’t even have to say anything. he'll appear right at your side. text that you miss him and hes on his way! to your house rn.

it is quite visible from the way he looks at you while you're talking to him, how attentive he is to what you want. you never have to ask if he’s listening. the way he looks at you makes it super clear.

heyy, it's not his fault you're so pretty! god forbid a guy admires the love of his life.

juhoon (주훈)

— random physical touch/pda

juhoons not the physical type, hes very keen on his personal space and doesn't like anyone invading it even his close froends. he prefers to keep to himself and doesn't often initiate things with others, especially not in public.

it’s not that he dislikes touch or anything. he just doesn’t give it out freely, obviously he wouldn't let just anyone get close to him or hug him. physical closeness, to him, is something personal and needs to be earned.

with you he let's everything happen without a word, you're basically like a safe space and he trusts you with his whole heart. so go on poke him, hug him, kiss him he'll let it happen. he would let you hold his hand in public, cling to him, etc. that's just how safe he feels with you.

it doesnt have to be you giving too, you want him to return it? he'll do it without complaints. in public too.

seonghyeon (성현)

— babying him infront of his friends

despite being the second youngest, seonghyeon has always been noticeably mature. people trust him easily because he’s calm, reliable, and rarely reckless. he's always the one taking care of others.

seonghyeon is shy, but he knows how to carry himself. he’s calm, chill, and usually keeps a stable image around others. he doesn’t embarrass easily, and he rarely lets people see him flustered.

so no one expects how easily he gives that up and folds for you.

he won’t say it out loud, but he doesn’t mind when you baby him, honestly he might even like it if it comes from you—even when his friends are right there. calling him cute, fixing his clothes, telling him to eat properly, brushing dirt off his sleeve.

he might look around nervously at first, ears kinda red, but he never stops you. never pulls away nor tells you to quit. his friends definitely notice. the way his cool attitude disappears the second you talk to him. they’ll laugh, maybe tease him for it, but seonghyeon doesn’t do anythin about it.

if you call him cute, he looks away instead of denying it. thoo if you fuss over him too much, he might mumble a small complaint under his breath, but there’s no actual irritation behind it.

even though he’s capable, reliable, and often the one taking care of others, he still likes being taken care of too!!

it's a privilege, because if it were anyone else he would've nuked them the second their hand went near him

keonho (건호)

— bullying him without him fighting back

as his girlfriend hes given you the free pass to bully him without him bombing you.

as the youngest, keonho is the one who is easily teased by his older members, but unlike other maknaes he actually retaliates and fights back—maybe even starts the fight too. he'll mutter a side comment on whatever they're doing and pretend he didn't say it, give weird looks, etc, hes js a sassy guy overall. they're scared everytime he starts opening his mouth.

but when it comes to you... he's so whipped no joke. with the others hes so alert and ready to snap back, but when its with you it's like his ears suddenly get filled with cement with the way he just never fights back against you.

he’ll smile through your comment. people would’ve thought you gave him the best compliment ever because of how lovingly he looks at you. he might even agree with you — if you say he looks like this niche character, then maybe he does look like it. he won’t disagree with you at all, which makes martin raise his eyebrows, 'why are you suddenly so FAKE.' since hes always the victim of keonho.

though there are times he fights back, those are usually playful and he's still looking at you with heart eyes.

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r/AskReddit

Posted by u/minisoul_6767 6h ago

what’s the funniest thing you accidentally put someone through?

like something you did without thinking that ended up making things way more awkward or funny for the other person than intended.

top comment

u/attention_toyn · 4h ago · 12.8k upvotes

i was extremely hungry, like shaking crying begging hungry, and decided to order pizza really late at night. while i was placing the order, there was that little optional note section for the delivery guy. i don’t even know why i did this, but i typed something dumb along the lines of “tell me im pretty” and completely forgot about it right after. fast forward to the doorbell ringing. i had already forgotten about the note entirely. i open the door and the delivery guy is actually really cute. like visibly nervous, red ears, whole deal. he was fumblin' with everything he was holding, i’m just standing there confused but trying not to laugh because i thought he was just having a rough shift. he then told me “so… um… did you actually put that?” and i’m like, “put what?” he looks like he’s buffering in real life and goes, “…to— um— tell you… that you’re pretty.” IT HIT ME ALL AT ONCE. that stupid note. that’s why he was so flustered. i completely lost it and started laughing, apologized like five times, and told him i thought he was cute too so he wouldn’t feel as bad.

pizza was good though. 🍕

　𝜗𝜚.

if there was one word every student all agreed that they despise the most, it would most likely be "thesis paper"—well thats two. but you get the point.

​you were supposed to continue yours at 6:25 pm. you had the cursor blinking and everything. but then you checked the corner of the screen and it said 6:27. the flow was already ruined. you couldn't just start at a jagged, ugly number like 6:27, so you decided to wait for 6:30. then you accidentally spent too long looking at a wikipedia page and suddenly it was 6:34.

by the time you actually typed a single word, it was 7:35 pm. you had wasted over an hour doing absolutely nothing but watching tiktok and the clock change, and now you were paying for it.

it is now 10:41 your eyes are dry, your brain became a blur, you've added 5 pages to your current thesis paper, have 32+ tabs open and your back is KILLING YOU. at this point the words moving and floating around the document. you didn't even know what you were writing, where you are, when will it end, but there's definitely one thing you do know—you're hungry. it wasn't the type of hungry that was like "i could eat something right now..." nah, you were so hungry you started hallucinating a slice of cake on your desk, even tried smelling it too.

you need grease. you need a pizza.

you took your phone and pulled up the ordering app with shaky fingers. your brain is fried from citing sources and double-checking bibliographies for hours. maybe it was the ptsd from having to fill out every single required field in those research databases, but you find yourself filling out every box the pizza place asks for.

you aren't even thinking. name, card number, gate number. then comes the little "delivery instructions" box, usually these are for gate codes and such. your hand was twitching. you type "tell me im pretty" and hit enter before your brain can even think about the actual bs you just wrote down, you laughed a little then turned your phone off. it’s not like they actually read anything in that box except the gate code or the apartment number anyway... right?

you toss the phone onto a pile of laundry and turn back to the screen, back to misery...

. . . .

RING

the doorbell rang at 11:00 pm. it was loud, triggering a jolt of cortisol that instantly killed your sleepiness.

you pushed yourself up from the chair, your knees popping after hours of staying in one position. you dragged your feet toward the door. you were ready to just grab the good stuff, nod, and hide back in your cave.

​you swung the door open and...

the guy standing there was not what you expected. he was wearing the standard red uniform and a cap pulled low, but he was actually... really cute. soft face, gentle eyes, and a mess of hair sticking out from under the brim... what the hell were you doing?you were supposed to be thinking about your paper.

he wasn't just standing there, though. he was struggling. he had the cardboard pizza box balanced precariously on one palm while his other hand dug through his pocket for a pen. his fingers were fumbling, shaking so much that the pen slipped and clattered onto your welcome mat.

​"sorry," he muttered.

​he bent down to grab it, almost tipping the pizza over in the process. when he stood back up, you noticed his ears. they were bright red—a deep flush that really stood out, matched with his uniform though. he looked like he’d been running a marathon or having a crisis.

​you stood there, leaning against the doorframe, watching him mess with the receipts. you probably looked like a mess with your hair in a knot and everything. you started thinking, he must be completely out of it from delivering this late. he probably thinks you're the worst customer of the night, ordering a single pizza right before his shift ends and making him stand out here.

he finally managed to hold the receipt out to you, his thumb shaking against the paper. he wouldn't even look you in the eye. he just stared at the logo on the pizza box.

you took the pen and scratched out what looked to be a signature, though it looked more like a wavy straight line with dots—something a two year old would make, you didn't care anymore though.

he coughed, "so... um... did you actually mean to put that?" he asked. his voice was low, strained.

​"put what?" you asked.

​he looked like he was physically buffering. he swallowed hard, his throat bobbed. "...to—... um—...tell you.. that you're pretty."

. . . .

​holy shit. you’re such a dumbass. you’re a complete, total idiot. you were so fried from staring at that paper that you actually requested a total stranger to compliment you. you felt the heat crawl up your neck. you started cracking up, a jagged and ugly laughter that only came out when you were so embarrassed and tired.

​"oh my god! no—wait, i mean, yes, i did, but—i’m so sorry!" you yelped, covering your face with one hand. "i've been working for hours and i think my brain just leaked out of my ears. i didn't think anyone actually read those! i'm literally so embarrassed, please don't think i'm insane or something!"

​you couldn't stop laughing. you looked at him, his ears still faintly red under his cap. he let out a tiny, awkward sigh, maybe of relief? or something else.

​"oh, i was... uh... really nervous about how to say it," he admitted. he shifted his weight, his thumb picking at the edge of the clipboard. "but... for what it’s worth? you really are. pretty. so."

​you stopped laughing, your heart giving a weird, heavy thump against your ribs. he actually did it, now why were you so shocked and giggly....

​"—well, for what it's worth also," you said, pulling the pizza box closer to your chest, "i think you're really cute too... even if you did almost drop my dinner."

he looked like he’d just been hit with a brick. he stood frozen for a second, his mouth opening and closing before he finally managed to choke out a response.

​"oh, thank you... ahem, enjoy your pizza..."

​"you too!" you said back.

​you swung the door shut before the words even fully registered. you stood there in the dark entryway, the warmth of the box seeping into your palms. you too? you really just told the delivery guy to enjoy the pizza you were about to eat by yourself...

​god, you’re such a moron. you leaned your forehead against the cool wood of the door and groaned.

　𝜗𝜚.

r/NoStupidQuestions

Posted by u/unakbb · 5h ago

delivery drivers of reddit, what’s something a customer did that caught you completely off guard?

comments

u/highkeykorean · 3h ago · 1.4k upvotes

i work part-time as a pizza delivery guy and take orders at night, so orders usually just blur, but this one order interaction sticked out to me. just yesterday i had a late-night pizza delivery where the instructions literally said “tell me i’m pretty.” i assumed it was a joke and almost ignored it, but when i got there the customer was actually really nice and clearly exhausted, and i got so in my head about whether or not to say it (maybe they really needed to hear it from someone) that i fumbled alot and made the whole thing way more awkward than it needed to be. i eventually asked if they meant to put it, they laughed and apologized, and i said it anyway. they told me i was cute too, which threw me off the entire day LOL. they were infact very pretty tho.

ps. yes, delivery drivers do read the delivery instructions.

　𝜗𝜚.

after that incident, you did what any normal person would do. you told everyone. your friends, your group chats, even the dog gotta know. everyone had to hear about the boynextdough guy and how he was kinda cute and how much of an embarassment you were.

you couldn't forget his face, it was so unique, so handsome, so perfect. a once in a life time opportunity. everytime you look back—you are always mad as hell, not because of the embarassing things you did, it's because 'damn... you should've gotten his number.'

​it’s been two days. you're sitting on your floor, shoving a piece of plain bread into your mouth because you're too lazy to actually cook anything. your phone buzzed on the rug. it was a text from juun.

​you tapped the notification, your brain practically farted. you didn't just gasp; you nearly choked on a crust, your lungs hitching as you stared at the screen.

this just went full circle, like a pizza. ha. ha.

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james (제임스)

[this] evil j0rdan

james loooves showing you off and with prom coming up he was down to do literally any trend you suggested. honestly you picked this one because james looked tough and strong enough to make it believable and also you knew he'd enjoy pretending to start drama for no reason.

it took you two forever to agree on a handshake. he kept making it overly complicated, snapping and spinning and adding little flicks. every time you thought you had it, he’d go "wait wait what if we add this" and then the entire thing fell apart again. you guys squabbled for like foreeever... eventually you both settled on something simple enough not to embarrass yourselves.

you finally settle on something simple and he goes "ok ok i got it for real this time."

you press record and the two of you start acting serious, trying to hold in your laugh. you do the handshake. then the fake arguing starts.

he signals you with a nod and you instantly duck because that was apart of the idea. what was not apart of the idea was how hard he actually punched. his fist connects with the camera so fast the phone launches out of the stand, spinning off somewhere in your room.

you gasp. “james. james.”

hes stunned then bursts out laughing. “i did not mean to hit it that hard oh my god.”

“my phone,” you yell while scrambling on the floor, searching for it “if it has a crack i swear i will kill you.”

luckily it didnt have a crack, but he definitely learned his lesson...

the next scene is filmed on prom day. the second you press record, you lift your flower right up to the lens, letting it cover the whole frame so it lines up perfectly with his fist from the first clip. the second the camera’s covered, you pull the flowers back to show your outfit and james who was behind you.

he didnt even pretend to care about the camera, he was just looking at you the entire time.

juhoon (주훈)

[this] see you again

juhoon isn’t really the type to do these kinds of things, all the trendy transitions and dramatic edits. he usually keeps to himself and sticks to whatever feels familiar. but when you came running to him, all lit up and elated about the idea, he didn’t even think about saying no. he liked seeing you excited, and honestly, the fact that you wanted to do it with him made him soften up immediately.

he’s a gentle guy, not chaotic like the others. you didn’t have any trouble teaching him because he was so attentive and patient. the only words that came out of his mouth while you were explaining things were “okay” and “is this correct?” he didn’t complain.

you press record. the music starts. he dabs you up quickly then spins you around. he keeps holding your hand, fingers entwined, and you both step toward the camera. your hands cover the lens and the video cuts.

it jumps to prom. you’re both dressed up. he still holds your hand and spins you around once more, then pulls you close for the ending. his smile was so wide, the other members swear hes never smiled at them like that...

seonghyeon (성현)

[this] AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA!

it was clear whose idea this was, this video had his name printed all over it. the second he showed you the video, he was already giggling and snickering. you stared at the screen for a good five seconds, completely concerned.

“do you have a vendetta against me or something”

“no” he said way too fast. you didn’t believe him at all but f it we ball. you agreed anyway.

he was way too happy about that.

the idea was simple. he dabs you up, you turn around, he grabs your waist, and then he throws you toward the camera. you double checked the setup bcs you weren’t about to let him destroy your phone. luckily it was resting on a sofa so neither of you were dying today.

you press record. he dabs you up, you spin around, and he grabs your waist. he throws you a little too hard and you land on the cushions with a thud. you immediately complain.

“ 'hyeon what was that.”

he just goes “sooorry” in the fakest apologetic voice ever, already laughing. he pulls you into a hug before you can complain again, arms wrapped around you while the recording ends.

“did i throw you too hard” he asked, still hugging you. “are you hurt anywhere”

you tell him you’re fine but you also tell him you’re still convinced he has something personal with you. he just laughed.

the video cuts and jumps to prom. both of you dressed up, holding hands, same camera angle. he squeezes your fingers and nudges you. you both pose for the ending, closer than before.

after recording, you two watch the video back. he points at the screen, all smug.

“see. that throw was worth it!"

next time you should be the one throwing him.

keonho (건호)

[this] b-b-b-boo!

with your prom coming up, you thought it'd be a fun idea to do something cute with your boyfriend.

the moment you brought up doing a video together, keonho was already in. no hesitation. no convincing. he was bouncing on his feet while you were still explaining it. you didn’t even finish your sentence before he nodded. HE WAS MAD EXCITED

“okay. yeah! let’s do it.”

you set the phone up and step back together. the camera starts with both of you facing it.

you go into a handshake. then you break away and you lift your hand and start posing, finger gun aimed at him.

keonho stays where he is. he turns slightly so his back is toward the camera. his hands come up as part of the bit. you shoot many times. one shot. then another. then another. he reacts with his body only, shoulders jerking, feet shifting.

on the last one, he falls back so his back fully covers the lens.

cut!

he was the one to remind you about this a few days later.

the transition jumps to prom. you’re both dressed up now in your house. he’s in his suit. you’re in your gown. the camera movement is a little shaky because you guys keep switching on who’s holding it. you take a turn showing your outfit. he takes a turn showing his.

after the recording ends, keonho doesn’t say anything right away. he’s just looking at you.

you glance up. “what.”

he blinks. “huh?”

“is something wrong with my hair?”

“no,” he says fast. “no, it’s good. everything’s good.” then he pauses. “you look really good. too good.”

you snort and shove his shoulder.

he was so proud he tagged his entire family (everyone he knew on tiktok)

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