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꣑ৎ IN WHICH . . juhoon takes your drunken self home ! — 𝒻t. juhoon x fem!reader // fluff ! : lowkey ? nonchalant juhoon , flustered juhoon , friends who obviously have feelings for each other (0,8k) ♡
“shit,” you groaned, staring at your own reflection from your dead phone. you tapped on it a few more times, trying to magically turn it on. when it didn’t, you clicked your tongue and shoved it down your purse. you sighed, eyes desperately searching the room for your friend as you clumsily walked your way amongst the sea of people.
“this bitch.. where the hell—” just as you turned around, your body collided into something.. hard? or rather someone. “sorry i wasn’t—” your voice trailed off once your eyes met his. “jju! where have you beennn?” you slurred, smiling widely.
he sighed at your drunken state. “how much did you drink?” you tapped your chin, thinking. “hmm, i know! i drank..” you paused, “..two shots?” you gave him what you believed was a convincing smile, but he saw through you.
“you sure?” he chuckled. you looked down, “ugh okay fine, maybe i had three?” he raised a brow. “fine, i drank six. happy handsome?” you huffed, crossing your arms. he could feel the tip of his ears go pink at the sudden nickname, but he tried staying calm. “let’s just get you home.”
he gently wrapped an arm around your waist, so you don’t trip over your own feet. “wait noo, why are we leavingg? i still wanna dance!” you whined, and he just smiled and took your dangling purse from your hand before it could fall. “because you’re drunk.”
“am not.”
“..okay.”
after what felt like ages, you finally neared his car, your jelly-like legs swaying with every step. “yay finallyyy! my feet hurt like hell.” he hummed in response, unlocking the car before opening the door for you. “watch your head.”
you tumbled onto the passenger seat with a dramatic sigh. he leaned across the center console, his scent briefly washing over you as he reached for the seatbelt. he pulled it across your lap and clicked it securely into place, making sure you were strapped in safely.
a small blush appeared on your cheeks at his sudden actions, and you only managed to mumble a small ‘thank you’ before he walked around to the driver’s side and slid onto his seat.
the ride home was filled with your random karaoke sessions and non-stop blabbering, making the car incredibly noisy until the exhaustion finally hit and you fell fast asleep against the window. he would occasionally take his eyes off the road just to make sure you were okay, trying his best to contain his lips from curving into a smile.
the gentle stop of the car putting itself into park woke you up. you blinked sleepily, your forehead leaving a tiny smudge on the passenger window. you almost jumped in your seat when the car door opened itself. “..oh, you’re awake?” he murmured. “jju?” you tilted your head, taking in the sight of him standing under the dim driveway light, looking effortlessly.. good?
juhoon stood awkwardly, wondering why you were staring at him without saying a word. eventually, he had to stare at the car window, then the floor, then at the street lights, before it drifted back to you. still, you still hadn’t said a word, staring at him like he hung the stars.
juhoon was nervous now, heat creeping up on his neck. did he have something at his face? he cleared his throat before speaking. “what? please don’t stare at me like that..” your lips cracked into a smile. “you just.. wow, you look so goodd. have i ever told you how handsome and cute you aree?”
his eyes widened for a fraction, and he looked away, hiding the very obvious blush appearing on his cheeks. he bit the inside of his cheek before speaking. “come on, let’s just get you inside.” still refusing to look at you, he offered a hand, which you took as you clumsily got up, adjusting your dress.
“woahh, is this your house?”
“it’s yours.”
“reallyy?”
“yeah, you just moved in.”
he fished the keys out of your purse, unlocking the door and giving it a gentle push.
“the house has nice colours! green’s my favorite colour, did you know that?”
“i know.”
you nearly tripped over the stairs, and his grip on you tightened. “careful, y/n.” you nodded, and somehow hearing your name slip out of his lips made your heart flutter.
“do you know what my favorite animal is?”
“giraffe.”
“how’d you know?” you giggled, as the both of you entered your room. he gently settled you down on your bed, before he crouched and took off your heels. “do you know what else i like?” he shook his head, looking up at you.
“i like your eyes. they’re really pretty, did you know that?” once again, he turned away shyly. under the dim light of your bedroom lamp, you could see the faint pink tint on his cheeks deepen, spreading all the way down to his neck. he got up suddenly, eyes refusing to meet yours. “stop that.” you tilted your head in confusion. “stop whaatt?”
“just stop talking,” he was looking at you now. “..please.” he let out a quiet sigh, running a hand through his hair in attempt to calm himself down before walking over to the edge of your bed to pull the blanket over you. “i’ll go get you some water.”
the moment he closed the door behind him, he clutched his heart tightly, feeling the way it pounded hardly for you. he brought both of his hands to his face, suddenly feeling very shy. “okay.. just get her some water—yeah, water.”
a few minutes later, he carefully pushed the door open, balancing a cold glass of water and a small painkiller tablet in his hands. he walked over to the nightstand, only to realize you were already completely passed out. his eyes lingered on your face, before softly caressing your face.
“you have no idea how much you drive me crazy.” he sighed.
JUHOON AS YOUR BOYFRIEND!
pairing. juhoon x fem!reader genre. fluff wordcount. 348 warnings. kissing, skinship, pet names !
riri’s notes. i've already prepared other versions....👀
( SYNOPSIS ) just my own personal thoughts of how i think james would act as a boyfriend!
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cuddling together
we all know juhoon acts nonchalant, but deep down, he's not. (just watch how much he is a cuddle bug when you two are alone) juhoon acts like he doesn't need cuddles until he's the one climbing into your space first. he'll throw an arm around you, rest his head on your shoulder, or casually lean against you whenever he gets the chance. being close to you just feels natural to him.
affection
he fears that he'll be too clingy so he's always finding little excuses to touch you instead. fixing your hair, bumping your shoulder with his, or grabbing your hand while you're walking together. (reassure him you love his affection pls he needs it.)
texting
juhoon's texts are completely unpredictable. one minute he's checking if you've eaten, and the next he's sending a blurry picture with a caption that makes no sense. somehow, every conversation with him ends in laughter.
when you're sleepy
he finds you adorable when you're tired. if you start getting sleepy around him, he'll tease you a little before helping you get comfortable. secretly, he loves when you fall asleep on his shoulder. (he will NEVER admit that to his members.)
love language
juhoon's biggest love language is quality time. he loves spending time with you, even if you're not doing anything special. whether you're talking, sitting together in silence, or just hanging out in the same room, he's happiest when he gets to share those moments with you.
when you're upset
he hates seeing you sad. his first instinct is usually to make you smile, but if you need something more serious, he'll sit and listen without interrupting. he wants you to know he has your back no matter what.
around the members
the members are constantly catching juhoon staring at you when he thinks nobody notices. he'll immediately deny it, but everyone knows exactly what's going on. he's never beating the lovebug allegations. (james is the biggest advocate for the juhoon lovebug agenda🤣)
when he misses you
when he's been away for a while, he gets extra excited to see you again. he'll start talking about you to martin, and then when he finally sees you, he tells you everything that's happened while also hearing about your day.
pet names
juhoon uses pet names without even thinking about it. "baby" and "love" come out naturally, especially when he's happy. sometimes he'll make up completely random nicknames just to see your reaction. (keonho walked in on him calling you cutie pie and never walked out of the room faster.)
falling asleep together
he's the type to keep talking when you're both trying to sleep. eventually his voice gets quieter and quieter until he passes out mid-conversation. somehow, he always ends up curled up closer to you by morning.
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synopsis: two new friends decided to hangout outside of school, what happens when a thunderstorm appears but one of them is terrified of the rain?
word count: 1.7k
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it was a random day in chemistry class, the teacher changed the seating chart, and y/n was sat right next to juhoon.
she was then partnered up with him for a project.
they began talking to each other, they worked well together.
before they knew it, they became good friends.
friends who ate lunch together, friends who met at the gate to greet each other before school started, friends who walked home together.
y/n stopped in her tracks, “we’ve never hung out outside of school together juhoon.”
he smirked, then nodded. “yeah, we haven’t.”
she clicked her tongue, “we should! it’d be fun.” then she frowned, “my house is busy after school, my aunt decided to come over and disturb the peace, bringing over my loud ass cousins and my annoying uncle and-“
“you can come to my place after school.” he chuckled, cutting her off before she got lost in her yapping.
she flashed him a bright smile, “alright! see you then juju!” and she ran off to class.
he watched her leave with an endearing smile on his face. he only seemed to smile like that around her, but he never noticed that.
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“juju!” she ran to juhoon at the gate after school ended, putting both hands on his shoulders as if she was about to hop on.
his balance faltered but he caught himself, a giggle knocking out of him. “hey y/n.”
“so what’re we going to do at your house?” she questioned, fixing her backpack that nearly fell off her back.
he shrugged, “i dunno, we can talk, we can eat snacks, we can watch movies.”
“we can do all of it! i’m excited.” she began skipping in the direction of his house, and he could only watch her and smile.
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they were sat on the floor of his living room, house to themselves, with a box of fried chicken in between them.
y/n sank her teeth into the wing, smiling. “thank you for buying the food, you didn’t have to do that.”
he waved a hand, “it’s nothing. but anyways, how are you feeling about sports? are you still thinking about playing soccer? because i’d be down to help you learn how to play.”
she looked up for a moment as she thought, “i’m not sure. i feel like i’m not coordinated enough to play soccer.” she let out a breathless laugh.
“oh come on, you can learn it. it’s easy! if you aren’t comfortable in your stamina then just join track first, you still have next year.” he reassured her.
she nodded with a smile, “you’re right, and honestly track doesn’t sound so bad. i don’t have to do it for stats, i can just…”
she was about to yap before it happened, the thunder clapped. she paused for a moment, staring around.
her gaze fell right out the window to the dark painted sky, “when did this happen?” she thought to herself, it was just bright and sunny when they were on the way to his.
“earth to y/n?” he snapped in her face, catching her attention again.
she was caught off guard, “hm? what happened?”
“you were talking about how track doesn’t sound that bad.” he reminded her with a smug look on his face.
“yeah yeah that! i was saying i don’t have to do it for stats, i can just do it to learn how to run better and surely soccer would be a lot easier for me- AH!” she suddenly screamed, hands flying to her ears.
the thunder boomed louder and a bright strike of lightening was seen outside, the house slightly shook for a moment.
juhoon looked around before looking at her, “you scared?” he tried to get the smirk off his face but it was hard when she just let out the most comical scream ever.
she shook her head, fixing her expression and bringing her head up again. “i’m fine, i am. can you just turn on the tv, let’s watch something, anything.” her words were pouring out now, it was very obvious that she was terrified.
“ohhhhkayyyy…” it was evident he didn’t believe her, but he still complied. turning on netflix and putting on a random drama.
suddenly, the sound of rain was heard against the roof of his home, and it was harsh rain. juhoon glanced over and saw her reach for her phone then begin to type with panicked fingers.
“what’re you typing so fast for?” she could hear him holding in a laugh.
“i’m texting my mom. you know, just to tell her where i am. i really wonder when this storm’ll die down. when will i be able to get home after this?” she kept talking so fast he could hardly keep up with what she was saying.
eventually she put her phone down and stared at the tv, but she was obviously not paying attention. every time a small thunder sounded, she shifted closer to him.
so when the loud thunder hit and the bright strike of lightening illuminated the windows, y/n found herself in juhoon’s arms as a small whine emitted from her mouth.
her face was tucked in his chest as she gripped on his shirt, and he was frozen.
he couldn’t believe this was actually happening. it felt like a dream, a little too much like a dream. he bursted out laughing.
“oh. that scared huh?” he couldn’t mask the cockiness in his tone.
she finally looked up and saw him staring down at her with a hung smile. “shit!” she realized what she was doing and quickly pushed herself off of his chest.
and when he saw her realize what she’d done, he laughed harder. “someone’s scared of rain!”
she shook her head, face bright red. “juhoon it’s not funny, seriously!” her fingers trembled in her lap.
his gaze fell to her lap, seeing how her fingers shook uncontrollably. he still found the situation hilarious, but could see her visible distress. he lightened his smile.
“don’t make this weird.” he said before wrapping his arm around her shoulder, pushing her head back to his chest.
a sudden warmth flared in her chest as equal warmth spread on her cheeks. she shut her eyes for a moment and took a shaky deep breath. “now is NOT the time to catch feelings.” she reminded herself.
“thanks, this is so embarrassing!” she was able to let out, voice small.
“it’s just rain y/n,” he took her shaking hand into his, playing with her fingers as he drew small circles on her back, trying to distract her.
and it was working. new emotions were hitting her like a flood. his hand felt perfect in hers, his arm felt light around her shoulder, and he smelt amazing.
“the rain won’t do anything to you. granted, the thunder is loud, but it’s harmless honestly.” he comforted.
“it’s not harmless though! that lightening could take anyone out!” she protested.
“that’s so rare y/n,” he let out a low laugh. “the chances of that are so slim. besides, rain is harmless, it’s calm. i like the rain.”
“yeah but you wouldn’t go stand in it.” she babbled, gaze fixated on the sliding door.
“is that a challenge?” his lips twitched into a wicked smirk.
her gaze shot to him, “you wouldn’t. juhoon it’s storming out there that’s dangerous.” she shouted.
but he looked at her, really looked at her. she looked beautiful as always, and it didn’t take much for him to do anything for her, even if it was subconsciously. it’s only rain, plus, it was worth seeing her smile.
he got up, taking off his school jacket and walking to the sliding door, she quickly followed.
“juhoon this isn’t funny! it’s pouring, seriously! you’re going to be soaked and get sick.” she scolded, but before she knew it, he slid the door open and ran out into his backyard.
he spread out his arms, head up to the sky with a bright smile on his face. instantly, he was soaked, but he looked like he was enjoying himself.
“it feels so nice y/n!” he yelled to her.
her grip on the door was tight, she was terrified and was even more angry that he was standing outside in this.
“juhoon come back! it’s not funny anymore!” she huffed.
he brought his head down and locked eyes with her and suddenly, time slowed down. he shook his head, rain droplets flying. the distant roll of thunder vanished.
the world shrank to just him, dripping wet, and the sudden, terrifying heat blooming in her chest. he looked good, really good.
he raised a hand, “come outside, it’s so fun!”
she immediately shook her head violently, “no way juhoon! you’re on your own.”
“it’s not scary i promise. please y/n.” he pleaded, and her resolve completely dissolved. before her brain could register the mistake, her fingers left the doorframe as her feet moved towards him.
in an instant she was soaking wet, standing in front of him. she was shivering and unhealthily alert.
“why did i listen?” she screamed, “this is so scary!”
“it’s okay, you’re okay!” he suddenly wrapped his arms around her body, holding her tight and close.
she was no longer cold as she felt the warmth of his embrace consume her. the fear she felt lingered, but was mainly replaced by a new feeling, a strange one.
she never would’ve believed herself if she’d heard she was standing outside in the rain during a thunderstorm with a boy, but there she was. juhoon brought out a side of her she never knew existed.
the butterflies flying in her stomach were unbearable, she brought her head up to look at him but he was already staring at her. a smile rose on both of their faces.
“not that bad right?” he spoke, his voice drowning out the sound of the rain.
“n-“ she began to speak when suddenly the thunder rumbled, she ripped herself out his grip and darted inside.
his smile never left, if anything it grew wider.
“the forecast really pulled through didn’t it.” he spoke to himself, walking to the door.
now they had to move forward with their hangout, knowing they both discovered some new feelings today.
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KEONVOID IS SPEAKING ⓘ
not a fan of how i ended this but oh well. came up with the idea for this in the car the other day when the rain was abusing my windshield. it was so blinding and i’m actually terrified of the rain so 😍 it only felt right to make it into a cute story
published jul. 11, 2026.
you’re so rude !!
or: juhoon & reader being “rude” to each other.. (lovingly)
!! : kys joke , mention of ella (i was thinking of meovv), ignore timestamps + vc
🦄 : “ i forgot all about this.. oops!! ”
ss #: 5
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You are live with martin and seonghyeon, talking about random things. Everything is going well until juhoon appears. It isn't a surprise to the guys to see you nervous around him, especially since you have to pretend to be fine in front of the cameras so nothing looks suspicious.
Fans noticed the change in your behavior and how quiet you became, especially since just minutes before you were arguing with martin.
The live continues until seonghyeon whispers something to martin with a mischievous smile. Martin looks uncertain but speaks anyway.
“We’re gonna leave, we have to get ready.”
“Get ready for what?” asks juhoon, looking at you as if you could know the answer.
You just smile and start playing with the screen of the cell phone where you are streaming, making your nervousness and discomfort with martin's words even more obvious.
"To be honest, we have a plan that doesn't include you guys," seonghyeon says with a mischievous smile that makes you understand what they are trying to do.
"Don't call your teammates, y/n” martin says as a warning, making juhoon turn to look at you, confused.
"Okay, guys, see you later," juhoon says, waving goodbye, looking a little desperate for them to leave.
The moment the door closes, the live goes silent. The two of you are sitting a short distance apart, watching the comments quickly disappear from the screen. Neither of you says a word, and the fans notice. Especially since you're usually so chaotic in your lives.
You try to break the ice and move a little closer to the screen to start reading the comments, but as you do, your arm brushes against juhoon's, causing him to smile in a way you've never seen before.
You try to ignore it, but you end up making a funny noise while trying to hide your smile, which he notices and turns to look at you.
"Are you okay?" he asks, looking at you closely. The comments on the screen start flooding with the name of your ship and thousands of jokes.
"Yes," you say shyly, as if it is your first time speaking.
Now the two of you are close, your arms touching, and you both share shy smiles as you are silently watching the screen.
After the live ends, you go to the company hallway to say goodbye.
"Bye, juhoon, thanks for staying with me during the live," you say, clasping your trembling hands, trying so hard to hide it, as your voice cracks as you say it. You quickly cover your mouth in embarrassment, surprised by what just happened.
Juhoon just laughs, saying, "thank you for trying to make it fun. I had a great time with you, but if you want, we can talk more so it's not awkward." He smiles and says goodbye with a small bow.
You just stand there, surprised, processing what he just said.
Fans on X are crazy about what just happened:
Is it something that i said
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⤷ ゛juhoon x gn!reader ˎˊ˗
‧₊˚ ┊in which, juhoon forgets your plans again
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.☘︎ ݁˖ note from author: this fic gave me a CRAZY headache
Your waitress kept glancing at you in pity. You were dolled up and had been sitting at your table for the last hour and a bit more. She had already refilled your water five times. You were obviously waiting for someone, constantly anxiously checking your phone and your leg bouncing under the table.
You sighed, dropping your phone onto the backseat of your uber. The driver glanced back with a knowing look in his eye. “Boyfriend problems?” You nodded your head. “I hate men.” “I used to be young. I get it.” He said, without taking his eyes off the road
“You gotta believe in your love.”
You were dropped off at your apartment complex not long after, your mind swimming with what the driver had told you. You barely registered walking into the lobby, getting into your apartment and flopping onto your sofa.
You stared at your living room ceiling, letting time pass by. Minutes went by, and suddenly it was dark outside. You convinced yourself that the ache in your heart was simply because of exhaustion as you poured water into your instant noodles. Deep down, you knew that you missed Juhoon. You understood him. Cortis just had a comeback, of course they’d be busy and constantly working overtime.
You poked at your noodles with chopsticks, your appetite gone. This was definitely not how you had envisioned your night to go. Sighing, you went into your room to shower and change out of your dress.
After showering, you were getting dressed when you heard a knock on your door. “Coming!” You yelled, hastily pulling on a shirt you had lying on your bed. You rushed to the front door, swinging it open.
It was Juhoon.
He was wearing sweatpants and a shirt, his eyes still red and raw. Yet, he was at your front door, flowers in hand and a cu bag in the other.
“I…” His voice cracked. “I’m sorry.”
“Juhoon?”
“I bought these for you.” He handed you the bouquet and bag. “I got you your favourite food, can you forgive me..?”
“Oh my god, you’re the sweetest.” You took the flowers, taking his hand with the other. “Come in.”
Juhoon hugged you, burying his face in your shoulder. “I miss you baby.”
“I miss you too.” He pulls back, looking at you fully.
“Is that my shirt?”
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playing ( sawaal ) ── Juhoon loves you quietly, until one rainy night he finally asked what mattered all along.
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