#cravity texts

always having your hair tie around his wrist

when he saw you were struggling to keep your hair out of your face on your date last time, he decided to carry a hair tie around since you tend to forget yours. you were working on one of your assignments on your laptop when you felt a hand put a strand of hair behind your ear ; it was your boyfriend's serim, who was watching a movie next to you. suddenly, he gets up and circles the couch to get behind you. he softly gathers your hair and carefully puts it in a loose ponytail before slightly tilting your head up and kissing your forehead.

pulling you by the belt loops of your jeans to kiss you

it seems like serim has been clingier than usual today. maybe it was how you were carefully applying lipstick in the mirror, brows furrowed in concentration or how you were carefully picking your outfit for tonight that had that effect on him. "can't we just stay here and order takeout?" serim asks in a whiny voice. you look at him confused, why was he suddenly changing plans when he sounded so excited to go to this party earlier? when you didn't seem to quite agree with his suggestion, you feel him slip his index fingers through the belt loops of your jeans before pulling you closer and landing his lips on yours. "are you... jealous?" you giggle through the kiss.

having an arm around you in a crowd

being in such a big crowd did not make you feel very at ease, that's for sure. serim and you did not expect to see so many people at the summer festival. well, it was quite popular and the weather was very good that day but maybe if you knew beforehand that you were going to be squished between strangers the entire evening, you would have probably prefered staying home. it was starting to get very hot standing here, waiting for the people in front of you to slowly walk to the small exit. your forehead started to sweat and your hand holding serim's became clammy. suddenly, you feel serim wrap his arm around your waist and fan your face with his hand. "we're almost there baby." he tries to calm you down with a sweet smile.

speaking to you in a soft voice

you have forgotten how many times serim has let himself fall into your embrace after a long day spent at his agency. he does love his members, so much, but being the leader and living with 8 other boys can be extremely exhausting. it is when you once visited him during one of his dance practices that you witnessed the chaos for the first time. seongmin was running after allen, minhee and hyeongjun were fighting, jungmo and wonjin were having a screaming contest while taeyoung and woobin were loudly practicing their vocals. you look at serim with a concerned and tired face and he softly giggles between sighs. he tries to convince everyone to go back to working with a rather stern voice but nobody seemed to hear him. you don't think you have ever heard him so strict-sounding so when he came to you, softly asking you if you want him to drive you back to your house, you were surprised. so i really do have the partner privilege?

getting along well with your parents/friends

you were the best supporter wonjin could ever dream of. you would always free your schedule to attend his concerts, and cheer for him at practices and rehearsals. the boys basically find you in the waiting room almost every time and they feel relieved to know you’ll be the only one able to calm the really stressed wonjin.

before the performance, you tried to calm his nerves by slowly massaging his hands. he sighs, leaning his head down to press against your shoulder. wonjin then wraps his arms around your waist, his face finding comfort in the crook of your neck. "good luck kiss?" wonjin asks shyly, squishing your cheeks waiting for your approval. you let out a chuckle and nod before he passionately pecks your lips.

as always, you try to find a nice spot backstage to watch the performance as wonjin checks his in-ear and mic one last time before going on stage. no matter how many times he performs, he is always going to get nervous, his perfectionist mind making him believe that he might mess something up. "cravity entering the stage in 1 minute." you discretely comes up behind him, tapping his shoulder before massaging it slightly. wonjin turns around, his shaking eyes softening at the sight of you. "you’ll do great, i’m sure" you reassure him. "good luck kiss, again?" he laughs before you plant another kiss on his cheek, chuckling in his ear.

the first part of the concert was done and you clap for the boys as they leave the stage, high-fiving some of them who pass by. you finally make eye contact with wonjin, letting him dive into your arms. "sorry i’m sweaty." you hum as he doesn’t seem to want to leave your embrace until he regains a steady breathing. "here, drink some water." you encourage him to pull away, opening a water bottle behind his back. he immediately thanks you and spreads his other hand for you to hold. you can see the lights from the vcr playing in the background painting his skin vivid colors. his eyes are closed, letting the water cool his body. you grab a towel to dry the small drops of sweat running down from his nose to his neck, tapping it carefully not to remove his makeup. he looks absolutely unreal right now.