#elast blurb

Rano:

Wouldn't even say this man would catch you, he would probably be the one to ask you to touch yourself right in front of him. You two were probably making out when you started to tail your hand down. He would notice and immediately pull away. Going to stand up from the bed to watch as you tease yourself, him commanding you to go faster or slower, where and how to touch you. He gets a huge rise from it, feeling his ego inflate.

"That's a good baby, keep going."

Choi In:

He is sickeningly sweet and I love it. He would come over to your apartment to surprise you with some flowers just because. He wouldn't see you in your living room or your kitchen so he would head over to your bedroom. With the door cracked, he can see you trying to get off. Watching as you whimper lightly to chase a high was preciously pathetic to him. When he steps in, there's his precious smile that has a slight twist to it.

"Would you like some help or shall I just watch you be pretty?"

Seungyeop:

It would probably happen in the morning after a night together. He would get up because he doesn't feel you next to him anymore and decide to start his morning routine too. Neither of you cared if the other was in the bathroom while one of you was in the shower, but hearing you moaning completely changed how he does his morning routine.

"Defeats the purpose of a shower, doesn't it?"

Baekgyeul:

You hadn't been intimate with Baekgyeul yet, wanting to take things together slow. Part of coping with taking things slow has been getting yourself off before he comes over so you don't want to jump his bones. But he ends up coming over sooner than you think. When he casually walks up to your bedroom to find where you were, he connects his eyes straight to yours and his face is a tomato. He's shocked, but he clears his throat after a few moments.

"I could help you, if you wouldn't mind..."

Romin:

He would probably pick it up when he's on the phone with you. It's late and you're talking about your day. His voice is already tired and grumbly and sexy. You can't help but start to play with your nipples before you crave more. He can hear the change in your voice and picks up very quickly what's going on. He starts to talk longer and make slight groans at the end of his words just to give a bit of an edge.

"Baby, why are you so breathless? What are you doing on the other end of the line?"

Wonhyuk:

Definitely was an accident, you had wanted to wait for him to come home from practice but ended up starting to get bored. You had scrolled through social media, tidied up his room a bit, so now you're laid out on his bed with your hands down your pants. You didn't hear the boys come in, but when the door opens and your purple haired boyfriend walks in, both of you are stunned. He'll walk in fully after a moment, close and lock the door, then try to bring his cool persona back even though inside he's freaking out.

"So, I guess you missed me, huh?"

Wonjun:

You boyfriend being on tour made you suffer. Not only did you miss him but you missed the sex. He made you feel so good and with him away, you could only do so much. What you didn't know was he came back a few hours earlier than you anticipated and he came to surprise you. It was definitely a surprise to see you sprawled out on your bed, two orgasm in chasing a third with your legs shaking. He knows he was gone for a while but you look pathetic.

"Honey, you look so desperate. Want me to make you feel good?"

Yejun:

It was night time and your boyfriend was already asleep. For some reason, though, your body decided to fire off signals that you craved attention. To help satiate it, your hand moves over your underwear to try and get some relief. You try to keep your breathing even and not wriggle around in bed as much. but you're surprised when your hand is replaced with your boyfriends. Yejun's large fingers start to make you feel good as a gasp leaves your lips. His eyes are squinted open and a lazy smile is on his lips.

Things had been comfortable for a while. There weren’t many parts of your routine that you didn’t find enjoyable. Sure work could be a drag at times, but you always found a little bit of meaning in what you did most days. What you did before and after work was what made you prepare and forget about the more stressful parts. There was always a cup of warm tea or coffee that would get you ready for the day ahead. Stretching your body out so you can be ready for whatever comes at you. Once you were home, there was the lovely comfort of your place and the familiar smells of your air sensor spraying your favorite scent. There also usually was a lovely mop of curly brown hair waiting for you on your couch.

Yejun had been a best friend of yours for years. You had met him through your classmate, his older sister, when you had done a group project one time and ended up becoming closer to him than her. He would start asking you for help with homework instead of her because she was “annoying” but you figured it out pretty quickly because he enjoyed your company. You two understood each other and what made your atmosphere comfortable. So you had been there for him when he had auditioned for E Ent. and got in. You were there for him when he was put on a diet but the staff didn’t realize he has a fast metabolism so you would buy him snacks and eat them together whenever you got together. He was there for you when you joined university and when you graduated.

Today was no different when you walk in the door and see him lying on the couch with some fried chip food in his hand, watching your TV. “Well good evening to you.”

“Hello there, took you long enough.” He turns his head to you slightly, stuffing his mouth. “Thought I would need to call the police and report you missing.”

“I’m only ten minutes late than when I usually get home.” You huff, kicking your shoes off and putting your coat on the hook. “It’s Friday, it’s going to be busy.”

“Well now we can cook dinner.” He says, shutting off the TV and getting up from his spot.

“We? You mean I cook and you keep me company?” You laugh at his joke, not minding that you cook because he always cleans.

“If that’s how you want to put it.” He shrugs, walking into the kitchen to find something to make.

You change into your comfortable clothes and go back into the same routine as you have before. You make dinner, talk about your day while you eat, clean up, and move onto your balcony to look at the little park that’s in the middle of your complex. Now that it’s getting chilly, you pass him the hoodie he stashes at your place while getting cozy in your own blanket. There’s someone who is jogging down the concrete path. Another person is walking their dog with a little coat on. It’s serene and peaceful and there’s no need to force conversation between you two.

“The boys keep asking about you.” He mentions.

You chuckle and glance at him. “Oh really? It has been a while since we hung out. Hasn’t been since Dark Dream promotions ended, right?”

“With everyone, yeah. So maybe I have to bring you around soon so they stop pestering me.” He smirks, knowing his friends adore you.

“I’m surprised that they pester you. You are their baby after all.” You joke.

“You pester me.”

“You’re not my baby.”

“Wow, wow, okay now I’m hurt.” He feigns his pain, clutching his chest.

“What, do you want to be my baby?” You lean back in your seat and stare at him, feeling how different it is to call him “baby” and not in a teasing way.

“Don’t make it weird.” He waves you off and he hides his face from you. “I can’t have you insinuating we should date too.”

A slight wave of shock comes over you, realizing what he means. “Wait, your bandmates want us to date? That’s suspicious.”

“I know, right?” He exclaims, his brown eyes locking on the small fountain in the center of the park. “They think because I talk about you, I have a crush on you.”

“Well, how do you talk about me?” You wonder, wanting to know what he says. “It has to be how you talk about me that gives them that idea.”

“Nothing too out of the ordinary.” He shrugs, not getting what his friends mean. “I will update them about you, make sure that I make it to your place for dinner twice a week whenever I don’t have schedules, I pay you back for whatever you feed me.”

Trying to look at it objectively, that does sound like things someone would do for their crush. Again, a lot of things that you two do seem like things a couple would do now that you’re thinking about it. “I can see it.”

“Not you too!” He groans, going back to hiding his face.

“Now wait, let me make my case.” You start, trying to keep him from shutting you out. “You’re an introvert, you’ve got maybe one or two other friends besides me that you hang out with but you come to see me the most. So it makes sense that the one person you hang out with the most besides them looks like a romantic interest.”

He’s quiet for a moment, then lets out a sigh. “I guess I can understand it now.”

“It’s not a bad thing, it just shows how close we are.” Your chest burns lightly, feeling a small sense of awkwardness set in. Sure, you and Yejun still have awkward moments; neither of you two talk about your feelings all too often unless they’re overwhelming and you need each other. So talking about romance with each other is foreign.

“Could you even see us dating?”

The question shocks you a lot, wondering where this is now coming from. Something stirs in your gut, a former feeling you’ve had in the past. You shrug, not really knowing how to answer it. “I mean, knowing us, it wouldn’t be that much more different than how we are now.”

“How so?” He sounds curious now, wanting to pick apart your words.

“I don’t know, like, we already put our full trust in each other, care about each other, have dinner, talk about our lives and what we want to do with each other in mind. I’m the only person you do skinship with. If you think about it, the only thing that is missing is feeling attracted to each other.”

He goes back to being quiet which isn’t abnormal. If he has his answer, he doesn’t have to probe further. You two go back to your silence for a while before he asks, “Would you want to date?”

“Do you want to date?”

“I asked you first.”

You chuckle, taking a glance at him. His face is serious. You can see underneath the curls on his head that his eyes are focused on you. “I’ve thought about it before. Back when you had just joined E’last, we both started to find ourselves more and grow with each other. I felt special to be part of that with you. I thought about what it would be like to continue to do that.”

Yejun takes in your words, watching you open up little by little to him. “And now?”

“I’ve found comfort where we are.” You smile at him, but see him still be expressionless. “If we want to try dating, I’d be willing to put as much effort into it as you are. Like I said, it might not be as different as we are now. If not then, there’s nothing lost. We can continue one as we are.”

He nods slightly, his eyes glittering in the moonlight. “And if we try?”

Your smile stays on your face as you reach your hand out to him. He slowly takes it and laces your fingers together. Your chest grows warm again, feeling him be vulnerable too. “We can try at your pace. If it works, then it works. If it doesn’t, then we can at least say we tried. Would you want to date?”

“It’s been on my mind recently, but I didn't really know how to bring it up.” He mentions, giving your hand a light squeeze. “So, yeah, that’s kind of why I brought it up.”

“Well I’m glad you did.” His smile finally cracks at that statement, his big grin coming out. “I definitely wouldn’t have brought it up.”

“I wouldn’t have if Rano didn’t push me into it. He says you are, ‘too cute to miss a chance with.’” He states, feeling the awkwardness set in again.

“Wow, so you’re just making sure Rano can’t shoot his shot?”

“No, I’ve been repressing my feelings for you for five months and don’t want him to take away my chance.”

You laugh at him, pulling your chair closer to his. “I get it, I get it. But I’m surprised it only took you five months.”

“Oh you shut up.” He jests, resting his head on top of yours.