if the world was ending / i'd wanna be next to you
pairing: seok matthew x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 369
notes: first matthew fic :)) this was so fun to write, inspired by mattrae's cover of die with a smile <33, not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes, title from lady gaga & bruno mars - die with a smile
sunlight spills into your kitchen through your cracked blinds, illuminating the room in a golden glow. the air conditioner quietly hums from another room, fading into the background and creating an effect akin to white noise. your sock-clad feet glide against the polished hardwood floor of your apartment effortlessly. SEOK MATTHEW chuckles as you twirl around your kitchen, approaching him with a bright smile.
“come on,” you laugh, reaching out towards him. matthew takes your hand into his own with ease, intertwining your fingers together without a second thought. you can faintly smell the citrusy aroma of his cologne still lingering on the fabric of his shirt. “dance with me.”
matthew cocks his head as he sighs in faux disbelief. “right now? really?”
you take a step closer, raising your free hand to cup his cheek. matthew’s hand falls to your waist in response, resting comfortably just above your hip. his touch sends shivers down your spine and butterflies swarming throughout your stomach. your heartbeat speeds up just a little in your chest. “why not?” you shrug.
matthew relents with a soft chuckle, raising your hands above his head as he gestures for you to twirl around. your bodies move in tandem as you guide him around the small rooms of your cozy apartment. heat floods his cheeks when you laugh loudly. the sound fills the space with light and warmth. it feels like he can never get enough of it. it feels like home.
matthew’s hand lingers against the small of your back as you lean in, wrapping your arms around his neck. your fingertips caress his bare skin, skimming over the edges where thin fabric gives way to his broad muscles. butterflies swarm throughout his stomach when you lean in to rest your head against the crook of his neck, pressing a faint kiss against the skin you can reach. “i love you, matt,” you whisper quietly.
a red hue decorates his ears when he leans in to press a feather-light kiss against your temple. “i love you, too,” he murmurs. it’s only when you smile at him, soft and sweet, that matthew knows for sure: he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.
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Summary: You were just a fangirl who wanted Matthew to give you a chance.
Genre: Fluff, strangers to lovers, smau + written
Warning: Mentions of dying in a hole?, a cuss word
Notes: I’ve had this idea for so long. 😛 This was longer than I anticipated but I got excited and I kept getting more ideas as I wrote jsjs.
“Question, do any of you know a girl named Y/n?” Matthew asked as soon as he sat with his members at Wakeone’s cafeteria. Thankfully they were the only ones there, either way they sat at their usual table that was far away from the others.
“No, I don’t think so.” Hanbin shook his head. “Why?”
“Oh, no particular reason.”
Ricky raised an eyebrow.
“Okaaay.” The brown haired gave in. “She commented on my last twitter post and I thought she was cute.”
“How do you even know she’s cute?” Taerae questioned.
“Because she has a picture of herself as her profile picture.”
“And how do you know that was her? Maybe she had an idol as her picture.” Zhang Hao reasoned.
“I’m sure it was her, I’ve never seen that face before.” He took out his phone and opened your profile. “Look.”
“She’s pretty.” Gyuvin spoke, Yujin agreed. “She could be an idol.”
“Wait.” Gunwook talked. “She looks familiar, I think I’ve seen her before.”
“What? Where?” Matthew asked.
“I think Ricky and I bumped into her on the hallway the other day…” He trailed. “We weren’t very aware of our surroundings because we were talking and joking around and ended up bumping into her, we apologized and went on our way. I couldn’t really see her face that well since she was wearing a hat and a mask but I remember her eyes.”
“Maybe she was visiting someone or she’s a trainee?”
“Could be the latter, cause why would she cover up if she was just a visitor.” Jiwoong pondered.
“True.”
As they continued to talk and tease Matthew, they failed to hear a group of girls entering the place. They grabbed their lunch and sat by the entrance.
The eldest of the group was in a similar situation to the Canadian. Her members were teasing her about her undying love for the boy.
For some context, she fell in love with him after seeing him dance way before Boys Planet. She had been a trainee for about a month so she kept getting lost in the huge building; that’s how she ended up in the wrong practice room. She peeked through the small window and saw a guy around her age dancing his heart out; she was mesmerized by him. He had such body control and moved so fluently, he made it look so easy. He was an incredible dancer AND cute, two things Y/n liked.
After that, she couldn’t get him out of her head.
“What would you do if he found out about that account? Or saw you somewhere in the building and recognized your face?” Lia asked, genuinely curious.
“Definitely cry, she’s a crybaby.” Yuna teased her.
“Don’t do me like that.” She pouted. “Also, respect me, I’m older than you!”
“Being ancient isn’t something you should brag about, Y/nnie.” Ryujin laughed.
“I’m not that old! And in that case Lia is as old as me.”
“Hey!”
“She’s not wrong.” Chaeryeong giggled, she saw Lia’s hand not that far from her arm so she squealed.
“I gotta go, byeee.” She practically flew from her sit and ran out of the room.
“Get back here, you brat!” Lia followed her.
And that was a normal day with her members.
“So, back to the question.” Ryujin nonchalantly asked as if nothing had happened.
“I guess I’ve never really thought about it.” She leaned back on her chair, thinking. “I would die of embarrassment, that’s for sure. And I’m convinced he doesn’t even know who I am. In all the time I’ve trained here I’ve never seen him around, just that first time and that was totally my fault.”
The two girls nodded. “Just to be safe, you should change for profile picture.” Yuna spoke.
“Yeah, maybe. Anyway, I’m going to the vending machine, you guys want anything?”
“Oh, jellies for me, please!” The blonde spoke.
“Hmm, anything sweet.” The red haired said.
“Okay! I’ll be right back.”
Y/n walked out of the cafeteria and towards the machine that was a few feet away. She grabbed her members’ snacks and stood there contemplating what to get for herself.
“Should I get chips or cookies?” She mumbled to herself. “Maybe both.”
She was so lost in thought that she got startled when she heard a voice beside her.
“Hey.”
“O-oh hi, sunbae.” The girl bowed politely.
“You don’t have to be so formal.” He laughed a little. “You can call me Matthew.”
She nodded, feeling nervous because it was the first time that she talked to her crush or simply stood that close to him.
“I’m Y/n.” She introduced herself.
“Nice to meet you. You look kind of familiar, are you a trainee?”
“Yeah, I’m set to debut later this year with my members.”
“That’s so cool! I wish you all the best.” He said smiling, making her smile as well.
“That’s so kind of you, thank you.”
“Can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” Matthew decided to be bold and be 100% sure that his assumptions were right. For all he knew, her picture could have been stolen or something.
“Sure, anything.”
“Do you happen to have a twitter fan account? More specifically of me?”
The girl’s eyes went wide open and she swore she got pale, well, more pale than she actually was. She couldn’t believe she got caught and by the only person she thought would never find out.
“E-eh, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She laughed nervously.
“Oh, so you aren’t @/kidz.zone aka Y/n Matthew’s gf?”
She wanted to die in a hole, this wasn’t happening. “Oh god.” She murmured. “Yes, that’s me and before you say anything else I just want to apologize if it made you uncomfortable, that was never my intention.” She rambled.
“Don’t worry, Y/n.” He laughed, making the girl sigh in relief. “I actually find it cute.”
“What?”
“Yeah! It’s adorable seeing you fangirl and the comments you leave.”
“Don’t tell me you’ve entered my profile.” She covered her face.
“I may have checked it out.” Now it was his turn to blush, he didn’t want to seem like a stalker. “I was just curious after your last reply on my post and I may have thought you were pretty.” He mumbled the last part, it wasn’t very loud but she heard it.
“You find me what?” She didn’t believe what he just said; her long time crush found her pretty?!
Both of them were flustered. To be honest, this was the first time Matthew felt this way; it wasn’t like he hadn’t been interested in a girl before or found her cute but he usually didn’t externalize it.
“Pretty, yeah. So, uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date to get to know each other.” The boy nervously continued.
Y/n nodded excitedly. “I would love that.”
“Great! Uh, can I get your number?”
“Oh, yeah. It’s +82 xxxx-xxxx.”
“Cool, I’ll text you the details soon.” Matthew smiled.
She smiled as well. “Hm, I gotta to back to my members.”
“Oh, me too.”
“Bye, Matt, see you soon.”
“Bye, Y/n.”
As the girl walked back her head kept spinning, she was going on a date with her crush, what the hell. It was unreal.
She never thought she would actually have a chance with him.
Since you rolled down your window, you’ve felt the cool breeze tangle and tousle your hair on the two-hour-long car ride. You know that your hair’s going to look and feel crazy when you get out, but you have a hairbrush for that. The other notable sensation is the hand intertwined with yours on your seat, and a calloused finger rubs your hand comfortably. You left at 3:00, right after the rush of beachgoers. If you had left at 3:00 you’d get there at 5:00, but it’s already 5:30 and you’re just getting there. Matthew's attentiveness made you behind schedule, he was careful to remember to pack a cooler of your favorite drinks, and some extra towels.
As you approach the beach, the sun is still high enough in the sky and people are milling about all over the beach. Matthew parks the car in a carefully selected spot by the fenced entrance to the tall dunes. The asphalt is hot from the beating sun and interspersed with piles of pale yellow sand. The beach looks gorgeous, the waves are breaking slowly on the shore and you can see a sandbar close to shore that a couple kids are walking on. The breaking waves are white with foam, but the farther out to sea you look, the more beautiful blue the sea looks.
“Alright! I got the cooler.” Matthew calls from the other side of your car, breaking you from your stupor.
“Oh, I can get the towels.” You call back, but when you turn around, you see the towels already slung over his shoulder in a way that should not be as attractive as you find it. Closing the trunk, you walk over to him and slip your hand into his left since his right is occupied with the cooler that he swears isn’t too heavy for him to carry—and looking at his arms, it probably isn’t.
A gull caws above you, “Look at that! It really feels like the beach.” You comment and he hums in agreement and squeezes your hand. “I slipped in some more of your favorite soda right before we left.” You tell him, revealing your surprise and he smiles. He smiles a big, genuine smile. You don’t know if it’s because of the scenery or the sand beneath you, or maybe it’s your adoring boyfriend next to you, but your heart swells. Approaching your selected location, you can hear the waves crashing and it sounds just like having your ear in a conch shell.
Approaching the rocky outcove, he sets the cooler and towels down on the sand. You grab a thin striped towel and snap it over the uneven sand and it falls almost perfectly, save for the corner that’s tucked under itself. Thankfully, Matthew reaches down and straightens it out. To keep the wind from messing with your perfect towel, you place rocks on the edges and your second towel (for drying off, obviously) folded in the middle.
First deciding to lay down and stretch out after the long ride where your legs were forcingly bent, you turn on your side to face your boyfriend who’s sitting upright, supported by his arms behind him. Relaxing with Matthew on the sand is pleasant, but as the afternoon wears on and the sun begins its descent toward the horizon, the temperature feels like it climbs higher. The higher temperature is enticing you both with the promise of cool relief of the ocean waters.
“Swim?” You exchange a single word with Matthew, and that’s all it takes for you both to rise from your spot on the sand, eager to immerse yourselves in the refreshing water. Walking quickly, you make your way to the shoreline, the sand shifting beneath your feet.
The waves lap gently at the shore with the lateness of the day, inviting you in with their rhythmic motion. Matthew takes your hand and his grip is firm and reassuring. The coolness—coldness—envelops you, sending shivers down your spine as you adjust to the temperature. The saltwater buoys you up as you glide through the waves. You dive beneath the surface and the cool water wraps you in its embrace.
When you surface, Matthew is beside you, his hair is slicked back from his face. As you both surface, your hair is strewn across your face, and you hear Matthew’s infectious laugh ring out from next to you. “What? As if your wet hair looks any better.” You tease him with a giant grin on your face. You’re lying. You don’t know if his wet hair looks better than yours, but you know it looks damn good.
"I'm laughing because you're cute." He cocks an eyebrow to taunt you and you submerge to hide your intense blush, but he knows.
"You're cute." You bubble, and it's your only response—and it's true.
"Have my charms dazed you?" He asks, smug.
"Oh my gosh, shut up."
Together, you float on your backs, gazing up at the vast expanse of sunset sky above. You hope that this is a memory that will stay with you after the sun is set and the waves are, again, two hours away.
matthew subconsciously putting his hands up your shirt when he feels cold. its a habit he has when you guys are cuddling / sitting / laying down together. he could be on his phone while his left hand sneaks under your shirt once he feels a little chilly. like dude ㅜㅜ its nothing too suggestive he just thinks your (boobs) chest is warm or something, mostly your body in general. its a little startling though since his hands get reaaaallly cold and its a little shocking hehe.
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Matthew is so the type of bf to hold you close to him and stroke your hair and shower you with kisses any time your feeling down just to remind you that you're okay and that he loves you 🥹
:(((( matthew is so sunshine and sweet he absolutely would. he would just pull you on top of him and kinda crush you in a hug. if you were too depressed to take care of yourself he would carry you to the bathroom and sit you on the toilet while he warms up the water and then would wash your hair for you and do your skincare routine
Notes: Anon you don’t understand how cute this is to me. Thank you for putting this in my head and letting me write this.
Matthew loves spending his days off with you.
The more days that he send over your house, the more he just finds himself falling more in love with you. You always made sure he ate and was hydrated, always let him sleep for as long as he needed, even massaged his muscles from working out or practicing with the rest of his members.
He loves watching your smaller body lay on him, sitting in his lap, idly playing with his much bigger hands, tracing random patterns on his palm. He would just watch you with a smile as you quietly sat there and hold his hands.
Even when he feels you being a big baby at times, he knew you never cared or really mind. He would lay against your chest, watching whatever was on as he calmed to your heart. Your hands raking through his hair, fingertips softly grazing his scalp, making it really easy to doze off in your arms.
I think the moment that really solidified that he was in love with him when he came by and you had made dinner for him. You had already known what he likes and made it to surprise him, since Matthew was always tired and hungry after working out or practicing. The look on his face was priceless. He smiled so big and hugged you so fast that he nearly knocked you both over. You giggled when he said you were the sweetest boyfriend someone could ever have and he meant it.
Everything you did for him was sweet, affectionate, and always thoughtful too. How was he not supposed to fall in love with you? You’re the sweetest man he’s ever met and he can’t imagine not having you in his life. Hopefully, when he finds the right time, he’ll ask if you can stay in his life permanently.
