Heyy! I read that anton piece about 10 times😍 what do you think is the kissing style of each riize member?
riize’s kissing style ! ⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ
➥ ◜ ⓘ how kissing riize would be like + their kissing styles
riize x gn!reader ☁︎ 𑇛 ۫ ៹ fluff kissing intimacy established relationship ◞♡ library
this is my first time writing something like this so please have mercy on me 🙏
OSAKI SHOTARO:
- sweet & gentle
- he’s definitely the type to smile into the kiss, maybe even giggles if he gets shy
- 100% likes to cup your face
- his kisses are more about making you feel loved rather than intensity.
you’re sitting on the couch, giggling so hard your cheeks slightly ache. you don’t even remember what the original joke was but shotaro’s smile was just as wide as yours. he leans forward, resting his forehead on yours for moment before looking into your eyes. “you’re so cute when you laugh” his voice comes out softly and before you could reply, shotaro leans in and his lips brush against yours, almost like he’s asking for permission.
you give him a slight nod and he’s immediately cupping your cheek with his hand, his thumb rubbing against your skin. once his lips touch yours, there’s a warmth that flows through you causing you to melt into his touch. he slightly grins against your lips before finally pulling away, hiding the grin that still hasn’t left his face into your shoulder
SONG EUNSEOK:
- tender & steady
- i think his approach to kissing you would rather be calm and intentional
- he wouldn’t rush. he would rather take his time with you, savoring the moment
- definitely rests his hand on your back hehe
eunseok had taken to you of his “spots” he so claims. you find yourself sitting on top of a hill, staring off into the city lights, away from everyone else. eunseok sits close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating from you, causing you to scoot closer. his hand finds the small of your back, his gaze drifting from the city to you. “are you cold? here, let me warm you up”
this kiss comes unhurried, almost as if he has all the time in the world. his grip on your back had slightly tightened and it lingers there, like he’s savoring this moment. he pulls back slightly just to look at you, admire you. he leans in to kiss you again, slower, and deeper. safe to say, it worked! you definitely felt warmer.
JUNG SUNGCHAN:
- playful, giddy, but passionate
- he for sure likes to tease you before actually kissing you
- but when he does kiss you, it’s confident and deep.
- hmm his kisses are sooo flirty and so intense in the best way possible (kicking my legs)
sungchan tilts his head at you, he can’t even hide the grin that forms onto his face. “you’re blushing already? i haven’t even done anything yet! i knew you liked me but i didn’t think thissss much.” he teases, leaning closer towards you. your hands move up, placing them onto his chest to push him away but he manages to catch your wrist before you could do so. he tugs you against him, causing you to look up at him. he uses this opportunity to kiss you, his lips warm and insistent on yours. the way he kisses you makes your brain all fuzzy, you feel like you’re floating.
he pulls away, already smirking at you. “you’re so pretty when you’re like this, yn” he speaks, his voice filled with a hint of tease but also adoration. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you reply, huffing and looking away, trying to hide the smile is forming on your face.
PARK WONBIN:
- magnetic & electric
- when he kisses you, he reaaally focuses on you
- i see him as the type to tilt your head back or if you have longer hair, he would tuck it behind your ear
- his kisses definitely make you feel like the only person in the world, it’s so magnetic
silence hangs between you two, no words are spoken other than the rain hitting softly against the windows. you’re leaning into him, basking in each other’s presence. “what are you thinking about?” wonbin’s voice cuts through the silence. you shifted in your position, looking at him properly. “you.” you said slightly teasingly. he responds to your answer with a small laugh before he places his hand on the back of your hand. “yeah? really?”
you nod, your face breaking into a grin. wonbin’s gaze lingers on your face, as if he was trying to memorize the details. his hand slides to your jaw, titling your face up to meet his. this kiss lands firm and focused. as his lips move against yours, there’s a quiet intensity between the two of you. when he finally pulls back, he opens his mouth to say: “i think about you too.”
HONG SEUNGHAN:
- super affectionate, almost emotional
- his kisses are full of emotion, as if he’s pouring all of his love into you
- his kisses have a sense of longing (this man is a yearner, idc what anyone says)
- his kisses are a mix of comfort and love, so so sweet
after a long day apart, seunghan doesn’t hesitate. he immediately wraps his arms around you as soon as he sees you. pulling you flushed against him, seunghan buries his face into your shoulder. it feels as if he’s trying to mold you two together. “i missed you so much.” he murmurs, against your skin. he leans back, just enough to place a soft kiss on your temple. you giggle at him, shaking your head. “it’s only been a day…”
he stubbornly shakes his head back at you before his lips find yours. this kiss is urgent, warm, and you feel his sincerity seep through you. when he finally pulls back, he brushes his nose against yours before kissing you again and again. by the time he’s done, he’s all smiley as if he wasn’t just sulking earlier. “say you missed me too.” he teases, still holding onto you firmly.
LEE SOHEE:
- also playful, lots of sparks
- he seems the type to steal kisses…
- his kisses can be unpredictable but it’s filled with sincerity and warmth
- he’s just so cute with it, i can’t
“sohee… stay still…” you complain for the 100th time. you’re currently trying to apply make up on your boyfriend’s face but he keeps moving to get a reaction out of you. he can’t help it, he thinks the way your furrow your eyebrows is so cute! “okay okay, i’m sorry! i’ll sit still.. i promise.” you raise an eyebrow at him, not believing him in the slightest but you decided to just continue the makeup routine anyway.
once again, he moves. before you can complain again, his hand is on your wrist and he’s pulling you into a quick kiss. you feel your heart jump, your eyes widening in surprise. you shove his shoulder softly but he only leaned in to kiss you again, properly this time. the kiss makes your head spin, his laugh is muffled into the kiss.
LEE ANTON:
- shy, attentive, but deep
- he’s careful at first, wanting to test the waters first
- when he catches the right moment, his kisses are deep and filled with tenderness
- starts off gentle and shy but ends off breathtaking and burning
anton stares at you, his eyes roaming all over your face. his mind feels like it is running 100 miles per minute, gosh, he thinks you’re so beautiful. you’re tucked under his arm, your chin resting on his chest. suddenly, he moves so the both of you are now sitting up straight. “you okay?” you asked, tilting your head at him. he just smiles at and nods. “i’m okay.” he looks like he’s debating something but before you’re able to press him about it, he blurts out “can i kiss you?” his voice is soft and careful. you paused for a second, processing his question before giggling. “you always can.”
he leans in, almost hesitant, almost embarrassed. but once you kiss him back, something shifts. his hand finds your waist, pulling you closer before he deepens the kiss, slow and steady. somehow all the shyness disappeared and he just wants to bask in this moment with you.
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➥ ◜ ⓘ sungchan’s constant hovering isn’t just habit, it’s a love language!
sungchan x gn!reader ☁︎ wc . 506 𑇛 ۫ ៹ fluff established relationship ◞♡ library
jung sungchan has a habit of hovering.
not in an annoying way. more like he just… ends up near you.
you’ll be standing at the counter doing absolutely nothing important, and suddenly he’s there, leaning against it beside you, hip bumping yours like it was always meant to. on the couch, he starts on the opposite end. somehow, ten minutes later, his shoulder is against yours.
you don’t comment on it. neither does he.
you’re scrolling on your phone when he tilts his head, squinting at the screen. “what’re you reading?”
“nothing,” you say.
he hums, unconvinced, and stays right there anyway.
a few seconds pass.
“you’re cold,” he says.
you blink. “i am not.”
he looks at you for a second, then down at your hands tucked into your sleeves. “you are.”
before you can argue, he’s already tugging his hoodie over his head. “sungchan—”
“hold still,” he says, gentle but firm, guiding it over you like he’s done this before. it’s warm and oversized, sleeves way too long, soft from being worn and washed a hundred times. it smells like clean laundry and him, which feels unfairly comforting.
he steps back to look at you, eyes flicking over the hoodie, then your face.
“…better?” he asks.
you roll the sleeves over your hands. “yeah. thanks.”
his ears turn pink instantly.
he clears his throat and looks away, pretending the counter is suddenly very interesting. “okay. good.”
later, you’re both on the couch again. sungchan stretches his legs out, accidentally-on-purpose crowding your space. you don’t move, so neither does he. instead, he shifts closer until your thighs touch.
“is this okay?” he asks, quiet.
“yeah.”
“okay,” he says, equally quiet, like he needed permission even though he already knew the answer.
his hand hovers near yours for a second, actually hovers, before he finally reaches out, pinky brushing against yours. when you don’t pull away, he hooks it gently, like he’s testing the waters.
he relaxes instantly.
“you comfy?” he asks after a bit.
“mhm.”
he nods, satisfied, thumb starting to trace slow circles against your knuckles without him even noticing he’s doing it. you lean into his shoulder, and he freezes for half a heartbeat before adjusting, arm slipping around you so you’re more supported.
“sorry,” he murmurs. “tell me if i’m too—”
“you’re not,” you say.
he hums softly, content.
the room is quiet in that everyday way. the hum of the fridge, something playing on the tv that neither of you are actually watching. sungchan rests his chin lightly on your head, breathing slow and even.
after a while, he squeezes your hand once.
“i like when you’re here,” he says, almost like he didn’t mean to say it out loud.
you tilt your head up to look at him. “yeah?”
he shrugs, shy smile tugging at his lips. “yeah.”
you lean back into him. he holds you a little tighter, like that settles something.
jung sungchan stays right there, hovering, holding you like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
Can you do wonbin bf!headcanons just like you did with eunseok?
LOVE SO GOOD 𝜗℘ ･ׅ
FEELS LIKE A THRILLER !
➥ ◜ ⓘ how wonbin would be like in a relationship
wonbin x gn!reader ☁︎ wc . 368 𑇛 ۫ ៹ fluff intimacy established relationship ◞♡ library
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boyfriend!wonbin who teases in that dry, low energy way. you say something dramatic and he just raises an eyebrow like, “really?” but there’s the smallest smile tugging at his lips. he’ll poke fun at you, but the second someone else tries? suddenly he’s not amused.
boyfriend!wonbin who’s surprisingly affectionate in subtle ways. not constant PDA, but his hand will naturally rest at your lower back when you walk. his fingers will hook into your sleeve. when you’re sitting next to each other, his knee presses against yours and just stays there. it’s quiet contact. grounding.
boyfriend!wonbin who acts cool but gets soft when you’re soft with him. if you randomly cup his face or tell him you’re proud of him, he’ll blink for a second like he short circuited. then he laughs it off… but later that night he’ll replay it in his head.
boyfriend!wonbin who protects your peace without making it dramatic. if you’re overwhelmed in a crowd, he subtly moves you to the side, hand firm around yours. if you’re upset, he doesn’t force you to talk, he just sits next to you until you do.
boyfriend!wonbin who fixes your hair without thinking about it. if a piece of your hair falls into your face, he’ll quietly reach over and tuck it behind your ear. no big comment, just a soft “there,” like it’s the most normal thing.
boyfriend!wonbin automatically pulls you closer in crowds. his hand finds the small of your back and gently guides you through people. sometimes he just keeps his hand there even after the crowd is gone.
boyfriend!wonbin lets you play with his hands. you’ll start tracing the lines on his palm or comparing hand sizes and he just lets you, watching quietly with that small smile because he thinks it’s cute.
boyfriend!wonbin who loves quiet dates. walking together at night, sharing earphones, sitting side by side watching videos on his phone. sometimes he’ll rest his chin on your shoulder absentmindedly, just basking in your presence.
boyfriend!wonbin who always walks a little slower so you can keep up. the way he quietly takes your hand so you can walk side by side.
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➥ ◜ ⓘ a lazy morning together reminds you just how easy and comforting loving seunghan is.
seunghan x gn!reader ☁︎ wc. 580 𑇛 ۫ ៹ fluff comfort established relationship ◞♡ library
mornings with seunghan always start slow.
not because either of you are tired, but because he refuses to let go of you long enough for either of you to actually get up.
today is no different; your alarm goes off, you groan, and before you can even reach over to turn it off, he snakes an arm around your waist and pulls you firmly back into his chest.
“five more minutes,” he mumbles into your shoulder, voice thick with sleep.
“you said that ten minutes ago,” you say, though you don’t exactly try very hard to escape.
his grip tightens, warm and solid. “yeah, but i mean it this time.”
you sigh dramatically, reaching behind you to pat his cheek. “you always mean it.”
“because you’re comfy,” he argues, as if that’s the highest scientific truth.
eventually he loosens his hold just enough for you to roll over and face him. his hair is a mess—like, a work of modern art level disaster—and his eyes are still puffy. he looks unfairly adorable.
he blinks at you. “hi.”
you kiss his nose. “hi.”
seunghan immediately hides his face in your chest. “don’t do that right when i wake up.”
“why not?”
“because you know it kills me.”
you laugh softly and slip your fingers into his hair, brushing it back the way he likes. he relaxes instantly, melting against you like you’re his personal charge station.
“okay,” you say, “we actually need to get up.”
he looks up with the most betrayed expression known to man. “why would you say something insane like that?”
“because you have practice. and i have class.”
he groans loudly, flopping onto his back and throwing an arm over his eyes like he’s in a tragic drama. “i vote we skip both.”
“we can’t just skip life.”
he peeks at you. “we could. for, like, a day.”
you’re so tempted it’s ridiculous. but someone in this relationship has to be responsible, and spoiler: it’s usually not him.
“how about,” you offer, “we actually get up now, and tonight we make ramen and watch that dumb dating show you pretend to hate?”
“i don’t pretend.”
“you literally screamed at the tv last episode.”
“they were making horrible choices,” he says defensively.
you raise a brow. “so you love it.”
he scrunches his nose. “i tolerate it because you love it.”
you lean over and kiss him properly this time. slow, gentle, warm, the kind of kiss that says thank you without needing actual words. he kisses back immediately, hand sliding up the curve of your waist, thumb brushing soft circles against your skin.
when you pull away, he’s smiling in that tiny, shy way that still gets you every time.
“fine,” he says quietly. “let’s get up.”
you both eventually drag yourselves out of bed, bumping hips while brushing your teeth, stealing little glances while packing your bags, him tugging on your sleeve every time you walk too far away. he ties his hoodie drawstrings around your finger and laughs when you flick his forehead.
on your way out the door, he pauses and tilts your face toward him.
“hurry home today,” he murmurs.
“why?” you tease.
he presses a soft kiss to your jaw. “because i like you best when you’re here.”
you pretend to roll your eyes, but he sees the smile you’re trying to hide—and he grins, satisfied, before lacing your fingers together and walking you out like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
➥ ◜ ⓘ after a long day, you find yourself sharing a bath with your beloved boyfriend, anton.
anton x gn!reader ☁︎ wc . 283 𑇛 ۫ ៹ fluff comfort established relationship ◞♡ library
the warm water laps softly against your skin, the steam curling up in lazy swirls around the edges of the tub. you feel yourself slowly sink into the warmth, closing your eyes as the heat soothes your aching body.
anton quietly sits across from you, his knees brushing yours beneath the surface of the water. he doesn’t attempt to fill the silence with words. instead, he watches you, his eyes filled with admiration.
feeling his gaze, your eyes flutter open. “what are you looking at?” you whisper before the corner of your lips curl into a smile.
anton shifts closer, the water rippling softly beneath you. his hand finds yours under the surface, wrapping around them. he slowly lifts it, pressing your palm to his chest. the rhythm of his heartbeat thrums steadily against your skin, then he brings your hand to his lips, pressing feather light kisses along your knuckles.
“just admiring you” he replies, his voice rough but gentle. you couldn’t help but laugh quietly, shaking your head. “you’re so corny.” anton tilts his head, raising an eyebrow. “corny for telling the truth?…”
you look away from him, pretending to be disgusted by his comment, pretending the heat rising to your cheeks was due to the temperature of the bath. “yeah. exactly that.”
anton doesn’t give you a reply, he just continues to smile at you before pulling you closer to him, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
when he finally pulls back, it’s only enough to rest his forehead against yours. you could’ve sworn you’ve experienced what contentment felt like before but nothing compares to right now, where you are sharing a bath with your boyfriend.
➥ ◜ ⓘ after a long day, you find comfort in the quiet warmth of taesan’s presence — shared blankets, soft laughter, and the simple peace of just being together.
taesan x gn!reader ☁︎ wc . 481 𑇛 ۫ ៹ fluff comfort established relationship ◞♡ library
it had been one of those days. not terrible, just long. the kind of day that left you feeling like your bones were made of static and your brain was still running through a checklist you didn’t finish. all you wanted was to stop thinking for a while.
when you finally got home, the lights were already on. there was a familiar pair of shoes by the door, and you didn’t even need to guess who they belonged to.
“you’re late,” taesan called from the couch, voice light and teasing.
you dropped your bag with a thud. “you broke in again?”
“i used the spare key you gave me,” he said, holding up a half empty bag of chips like evidence. “also, you said i could come over whenever.”
you let out a soft sigh, though it came out more like a laugh. “i did say that, didn’t i?”
“you did,” he said proudly, patting the space next to him. “and now i’m saving you from being alone with your thoughts. you’re welcome.”
you sank down beside him, kicking your feet up and sinking into the couch cushions. the room smelled like buttered popcorn and whatever clean cologne he always wore. the tv was playing some random sitcom rerun, laugh track and all. but neither of you were paying much attention.
“you look exhausted,” he said quietly after a beat, eyes soft as they flicked over your face.
“i am exhausted,” you mumbled, slumping sideways. “today was… a lot.”
he didn’t say anything at first, just lifted his arm in silent invitation. “c’mere.”
you hesitated for a second, then gave in, leaning your head against his shoulder. he adjusted easily, tugging the blanket over both of you and settling back until you fit perfectly into the space beside him.
his hoodie was warm against your cheek and you felt your muscles start to unclench one by one.
“you okay now?” he murmured, voice low.
you nodded against him. “yeah. better now.”
taesan hummed, the sound soft and steady, like background music. “good. i told you, i’m a certified comfort professional.”
you laughed quietly, the sound half muffled by his shoulder. “is that a real title?”
“yep. just made it up. only one in existence.”
“lucky me, then,” you said, eyes already fluttering shut.
he smiled, resting his chin lightly on top of your head. “yeah,” he whispered. “lucky me, too.”
the room faded into a soft haze, the hum of the tv, the rain beginning to tap against the window, taesan’s heartbeat steady and close.
you didn’t mean to fall asleep, but it was impossible not to, not when everything finally felt this quiet, this safe, this right.
