#admin: byeul

(Admin: Byeul, it’s my time to shine)

Male Reader

Siwon cups one side of your face bringing his lips down over yours. You shut your eyes resting your hands on his sides pulling him closer towards you by them. You turn so that your back is towards the wall, him pressing you against it. You grip your hand into Siwon’s hair pressing himself even closer if possible. The sound of someone inside the apartment clearing their throat sends Siwon and you apart from each other.

“Hello,” Ryeowook says in a sing-song tone, “Y’N,” he says sharply, “explain.”

You follow your brother into the lounge sitting on the edge of the couch, Siwon lingering around the entranceway to the room. You sink your teeth into the side of your cheek glancing towards Siwon, there is no other way to explain it besides telling Ryeowook that the two of you are dating. There is definitely no other way to spin what he just saw.

“We’re dating,” you speak each word slowly, watching Ryeowook’s response, “we weren’t keeping it from you on purpose, it’s just, it’s hard to tell someone about us,” you trail off.

Ryeowook sighs crossing his arm: “Wish I didn’t find out this way,” he mumbles.

“You should have told me you were coming,” you complain, “it’s your fault,” you accuse nodding in his direction.

Siwon lets out a small laugh leaning against the back of the couch. Ryeowook lets out another sigh glaring at the two of you. He leans back in his seat.

“What did you come here for anyway?” You ask leaning forward resting your elbows on your knees.

“It’s your birthday I was going to take you out to eat like a good older brother,” he complains, “you’re celebrating with him aren’t you?” He nods his head in Siwon’s direction.

“We can all three go out to eat,” Siwon suggests leaning down against the couch, “it’ll look less weird if it isn't just me and him anyway.”

Ryeowook hums in agreement standing from his spot in the recliner. You stand up as well, Siwon following behind the two of you while you walk to the door.

“Where should we go?” Ryeowook asks hitting your shoulder lightly.

“I don’t know, do you have any place you want to go?” You ask looking between both of them.

“It’s your birthday,” Siwon says with a small laugh, Ryeowook agreeing, “we’ll figure it out on the way, we can pick up a cake frist.”

(Admin: Byeul & Babyboiii, the sibling power duo of PS tbh we noticed there weren’t any Suho scenarios and decided to make one, it’s not that good lmao)

You don’t love Junmyeon, you make sure to remind him that every time he tries to cross that boundary that the two of you set for your relationship. You don’t have feelings for Junmyeon, he was never a close friend of yours, you don’t want him to be. Junmyeon is just someone to kiss and sleep with when you’re a little too tipsy or a little too frustrated; he’s easily obtainable. You brush your hands through your hair to get some of the tangles out of it, you can feel his eyes burning a hole through your back but you don’t bother to turn and face him.

“Will, you ever like me?” Junmyeon mutters absentmindedly, you roll your eyes lulling your head to the side.

“Do I have to like you?” Your voice is cold, the way he should be used to, you don’t get why he would even have feelings for you, you never try to be nice to him, he’s just someone your friends are friends with.

“I guess not,” he says with a sigh and you feel his weight shift as well as hear the bed move with his weight shift, “it would be nice though,” he says with a sigh.

“We can call this off,” you say with a click of your tongue, “if it’s too much for you,” you say resting one of your hands against the mattress twisting so that you can see his face, he lulls his head to the side to make eye contact with you as well.

“Do you want to call it off?” Junmyeon says it almost like its a challenge, you move your weight further back onto the bed until your weight is hovering over his, he does his best to avoid looking into your eyes, glancing in every direction besides you.

“Do you?” You ask back, “if I’m not sleeping with you, I’ll sleep with someone else,” you say raising your eyebrows almost as if you’re challenging him, he snaps his head in your direction furrowing his eyebrows, he rests one of his arms in between your shoulder blades letting out a heavy sigh, “I have to leave soon,” you remind him.

“I know,” he mutters, “you shouldn’t have a relationship like this with someone else,” Junmyeon says softly, “you could get hurt,” you let out a sigh leaning down to press your lips against his in a soft kiss compared to what you usually give him.

“Don’t worry about what I do,” you say pulling his arm off of you and moving away from him to stand up from the bed, “you should worry about yourself getting hurt instead of me,” you say with a dry laugh brushing your hair away from your face.

(Admin: Byeul, I’m writing this for my sister because Hongseok is her bias)

“Introduce me to your friend,” Hongseok asks your close friend Shinwon softly, leaning closer to Shinwon’s ears in the hopes that you won’t be able to hear him, Shinwon nods softly in response letting out a small sigh.

“Y’N,” Shinwon says stepping over to you and putting one of his hands on the top of your head turning you in the direction of the man you had never met before, “this is my friend Hongseok, he’s awkward, just like you,” Shinwon teases before straightening his posture.

“I’m Y’N,” you say barely above a whisper feeling insecure in front of the adorable yet handsome man in front of you, but you couldn’t make yourself look away from his eyes no matter how badly you wanted to.

“Don’t stare at him too much,” Shinwon says pushing your head down with his hand, “I’m going out for a minute, I’ll be back,” Shinwon says looking between the two of you, you look down at your lap unsure of what to say or do.

You hear the chair next to your own pull out: “What are you studying?” Hongseok asks leaning his head on the palm of his hand, his elbow resting on the edge of the table.

“Shinwon asked me to help him with his Chinese,” you say softly turning to the side to face him, “I studied in China for a few years,” you say with a small nod which catches Hongseok’s attention.

“Really, me too,” he says with a small laugh, “I wonder why he didn’t just ask me,” Hongseok mutters more to himself than to you which makes you let out a small laugh.

“He said I was more reliable, but as you can see he just left,” you say with a sigh leaning back against the chair, “how come he never introduced me to you before?” You ask cocking your head to the side Hongseok shrugs.

“I stay in my room a lot, so he probably never thought about it,” Hongseok says with a small laugh, “it has been nice meeting you though,” he says brightly.

“Yeah, when I hang out with Shinwon I stay in here and try to avoid meeting the others,” you admit, “I’m awkward and I feel bad for it,” you mutter and Hongseok nods in agreement.

“I’m like that too with new people, maybe that’s why we get along,” he says with a laugh covering his eyes with his hand you laugh as well letting out a sigh.

“We should hang out again,” you say with a nod, Hongseok uncovers his eyes smiling softly at you, taking out his phone and passing it to you.

“Give me your number so that we don’t have to meet through Shinwon next time,” he says with a small laugh.

(Admin: Byeul, I know I’m just supposed to fill in for WWT while she’s gone but the amount of these Babyboiii hasn’t finished makes me anxious)

7: “I’ll wait for your call,”

14:  “Are you mad at me?”

23: Kissing at a bus stop.

“Call me when you get home,” Jeup says softly leaning against the pole beside the bench, “are you still mad?” Jeup whines out with a small out, you cross your arms over your chest pretending to be upset at him.

“Yes, I’m still mad,” you say with a small smile, Jeup moves to sit next to you on the bench resting his head on your shoulder with a small whine, “you need to get back, you’ll get in trouble,” you mutter turning to the side.

“I love you,” Jeup says softly pressing his lips against your cheek, “make sure you call me when you get home, I’ll be waiting,” he says brushing his hand through your hair.