#moon.answer

not mia coming into my inbox w menace behavior omg…… anyways !

⌗ most likely.

haechan: a menace to society. has a hand under your shirt at any given moment because he's obsessed with you, but will do it in public to embarrass you like when you're ordering at a cafe or a food stand. plays innocent when you question him about it later.

jaemin: vey cat coded. does it in the same way a cat knocks things off a table: he knows it annoys you. you've learned to not give much of a reaction because he'll stop faster, but sometimes, he'll let his fingers dip under your waistband just to rile you up a little.

i wasn't purposely saving this until after my txt concert but now that i've seen what this man is capable of irl (......cat and dog engl vers.........) let's discuss shall we.

imagine going to surprise jjun during one of the tour stops because the other four boys are tired of hearing him whine and complain about how much he misses you. they help arrange the plane ticket, the concert ticket, everything, going as far as making sure the security guards at the arena know who you are and giving you permission to go backstage.

you're sat in the first floor, close enough to see all the intimate details of the boys' faces, but not close enough that yeonjun would be able to pick you out with a cursory glance at the crowd. you're having a good time with the fans around you and the show is going well ... at least it is until the boys perform cat and dog, and yeonjun hip thrusts multiple times during his rap.

during the intermission betweens acts for costume changes, you storm backstage, brushing off all of the concerns of your section mates. you find your boyfriend getting water and cooling off, looking spectacularly pretty under the dark glow of backstage lighting. you're not actually mad at him; he does stuff like that all the time. you're just realizing that you can't wait another two hours to see him.

-yh

omg……. yeah </3 soft and plush and nice to touch and sit on. maybe you’re obsessed with his thighs, always touching them in some way, and maybe kai just doesn’t understand why you like them so much. they’re just parts of his legs after all and he thinks there are much better parts of him to obsess over, but he really can’t complain too much when you rest your hand on his thigh, fingers squeezing soft (though, as a reminder that you’re there or as an effort to tease, he’s never sure), or when you rest your head in his lap on your weekend movie nights, your cheek pressed tight against his bare skin, your breath hot against him, one hand resting there like usual, kneading the space just above his knee. he doesn’t understand your love for his thighs, but it makes him go soft and gooey on the inside, like a chocolate chip cookie fresh out of the oven, so he never really complains about you being the cutest person he’s ever met.

smut under the cut mdni !!

but there are days when he does understand because you worship them like they’re your patron saint, a deity that has called on you to make your blessings to them. because you settle yourself on one while he’s sitting on the couch or in bed or at his desk playing video games, your knees bracketing on either side of his thigh, your arms pressed tight around him as you move on your own, hips stuttering and knees aching as you try to chase a high that is so elusive without some kind of involvement from kai. you pant hot and heavy into his ear, whimpers barely contained behind lip bites, and he swears he tries so hard to keep his composure (he told you he wasn’t in the mood, but that you could do whatever you needed to get off, prompting this whole thing). but your high, tight pleases and the growing patch of your arousal on his pant leg are hard to ignore. a final tearful “please kai, need your help” has him immediately throwing whatever had his attention previously to the side so that he can wrap his arms around you, tense his muscles under you, give you those saccharine sweet words to push you over the precipice you’ve been wavering on for minutes. you always fall apart in his arms, crying hot tears of frustration and stuttering through mumbles of thanks as you come down, all while he calls you his sweet baby, his good baby, tells you that you did so well and he’ll reward you later when he’s in the mood because you deserve something nice.

Hyuka def loves a good cuddle 🫣 I'm betting he prefers to be the big spoon (I'm not just saying this bc I'm a lil spoon and am delusional wdym)

I'm probably gonna send in a heap of asks throughout the day as it's rainy and cold and I'm stuck inside and am extremely bored

-yh

ur so real like ... yeah yeah some of my ult biases are definitely small spoon lovers but i'm a baby who likes being held so...... the imagination is doing the heavy lifting here (also feel free to send as much as u want bc i'm home alone for the weekend with nothing to do)

hyuka who comes to your place instead of going to the dorms after a long day of practice because he can take a bath to relax his aching body instead of a quick shower to accommodate for four other guys who also want to shower.

hyuka who convinces you to soak in the bath with him, using your favorite bubble bath scent as leverage. also hits you with puppy dog eyes and a "i just want to relax with my favorite person in the world." it all does the trick.

hyuka who scrambles to climb into the tub first because he wants to be the big spoon. what can he say? he loves the weight of your body against his, your head pressed against his shoulders. you don't even really bathe. you just sit in the steaming water together, chatting and catching up, his arms wrapped around your waist and his legs bracketing yours.

hyuka who also gets out of the tub first when the water starts going chilly so that he can help you out too. he wraps you up in the fluffiest towel he can find and then cradles your face in his hands to give you a forehead kiss.

I'm so </3

-yh

hyuka best hugger in txt !!

your apartment is strangely quiet, though you aren't complaining considering how loud it had been less than thirty minutes ago. it had been a while since you'd seen your boyfriend, kai, and his friends, and you knew that the last time they'd had a homecooked meal was probably the last time they'd been at your place literal months ago, so you'd invited them all over with the promise of hot food and good drinks. they accepted the invitation without hesitation, of course; who are they to turn down something like that?

but as much as you loved the boys, it could get overwhelmingly loud, especially in your small apartment with not much wall décor to absorb the noise. so really, you're reveling in the silence right now as you stand at the kitchen sink, washing dishes. kai, as far as you know, got in the shower once he finished helping you clean up the dining table and pack up the leftovers. (you can't complain about that, either, seeing as they came over directly after practice, so he's been sweaty for the last hour).

you're halfway through the dishes when a warm pair of arms sneak around your middle, pulling you back into a sturdy chest. kai's hair is still damp and you make a playfully annoyed sound as he bends to rest his chin on your shoulder, his hair brushing against your cheek and neck. he chuckles quietly and tightens his arms on you, electing to sway you side to side under the harsh florescent light of the kitchen and your hands halfway in the sink.

"thank you for making us dinner tonight," he says softly, pressing his face into the junction of your neck and shoulder. "the boys really appreciated it."

you smile and shrug the shoulder kai isn't resting on, tilting your cheek against his head. "it's no problem. you guys have been working hard. i thought it would be a nice reward."

Boobs, butts or thighs, which category does each txt member belong in?

I feel very strongly on Taehyun being a boob guy and it's a hill I will happily die on

you're right nonnie. this is one of the most important questions ever... putting under the cut bc it got way longer than i intended OOPS

i've already kind of started pushing my thigh guy kai agenda tbh. it's not really there yet, but with the trajectory of my life rn... i am well on my way to writing a full blown fic about it. i think he maybe realizes that he likes (your) thighs not long after you start dating because he starts looking at them the way you look at his and maybe it's a little life changing to him...... idk just a thought

yeonjun is for sure an ass guy, at least to me. he thinks your thighs are a little too innocent; he can rest a hand on one of your thighs in public and it's nothing more than that, a little touch. but public menace number one choi yeonjun who loves teasing you in public?? your ass is just inconspicuous enough that grabbing at it or giving it a little tap in public is enough to rile you up.

to me, soobin just screams boob guy idk. it's not even anything sexual like. he just loves resting his head on your chest after a long day. it's comforting to him. but sure, there might be a few times in the privacy of your apartment (not at the dorms because god forbid the other guys see something like this) where he'll stand behind you at the bathroom sink or kitchen counter and lock one arm around your waist, tugging you against him, while his free hand kneads a little in an effort to get you in the mood like him.

it might be a little cliche to say that beomgyu comes off as a man who literally does not give a fuck because he's completely obsessed but it is what it is. if anything though, he definitely leans more towards ass because, much like yeonjun, he can grab at it whenever. public menace number two loves walking past you in the kitchen and giving your ass a light little smack or slipping his hand into your back pocket while standing in line somewhere just so the tips of his fingers can knead the skin a little, which always earns him an elbow to the ribs and a quiet gyu, knock it off paired with a poorly hidden smile.

obviously been thinking abt beomgyu a lot bc he's my baby forever (the fact i'm seeing him and the boys in 3 days.... actually unreal um !) and also bc i'm pretty much finished moving into my new place, i've been having a lot of Domestic Thoughts

like moving in with beomgyu. into an apartment that is wholly yours. it's not really furnished yet (see: no bed in the bedroom yet because you didn't have the means to move yours from your old place and the company you bought a new mattress from delayed your delivery), but there's potential. your shoes and beomgyu's favorite jacket already have homes in the entryway by the front door.

the two of you rifle through every single moving box that could possibly have every blanket you own so that you can craft a semi-comfortable blanket palette on the bedroom floor. the night goes by very slowly and uncomfortably, despite best efforts. you're just not used to the new space and the inches thick makeshift mattress is not enough to cushion your body from the hard floor, so you wake up with only a few hours of sleep and a whole lot of back pain under your belt.

but beomgyu seems to have anticipated this outcome because he's walking through the bedroom door with a plastic bag from the convenience store around the corner and two bottles of chocolate milk tucked under his arm. he says he would have made you an actual breakfast if the kitchen had been unpacked and groceries were in the fridge and pantry, but he figures this is the next best thing, a consolation prize for toughing it out for the night.

personally, i am of the belief that vernon is the perfect nap partner, even if he's not sleeping, simply because he is so lax about things that he'll let you do whatever and he won't complain. he's laying in bed and you slide in next to him, forcing yourself under his arm so you can lay your head on his shoulder? cool, no big deal, have a good sleep. he's sitting on the couch, watching a movie or playing a video game, and you put your head in his lap without a word? no problem, he'll turn down the volume so it doesn't wake you up.