#rayshort

Ah- see what i mean? Lol... anyways it hits close to home and i would appreciate either of the choi twins -- or both! But i dont wanna burden you with too much haha, so just whoever works out better for you :)

Love your writing <3 <3

Of course!! My fiancée has ADHD as well, and I can’t imagine how it feels sometimes. Her little quirks that she has though because of her ADHD are adorable though, and I’m sure yours are just the same, honey. I’ll do both just for you! - luna xx

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You sat behind Saeyoung as he worked at his computer, small bags beginning to form underneath his eyes from lack of sleep. He was handed a rather difficult job by Jumin that required some complex fire walls on a new program, his brows furrowing every now and then as he mumbled underneath his breath.

Being with him meant that there would be weeks, almost a month or two of distance due to his projects, and you knew this going into it. Yet, there were times that you couldn’t help but have your little impulsive moments and unfortunately, this was one of them.

A small giggle left your lips as you found a meme on your phone, looking up towards Saeyoung who was still busy typing away.

“Saeyoung...is it alright for you to take a quick look...?” You softly mumbled, the tone of your voice making him do a soft smile as he peeled his eyes away from the screen.

“Sure, MC. What is it?” You excitedly showed him, the two of you laughing as he pat your head.

“That was a good one! Let me know if you see anymore.” He meant well by saying that, really he did. But he didn’t think that you were going to pull him away every five minutes to show him a meme; some of them he didn’t really find as funny as you but laughed anyway. With each meme you showed him came a mini tangent of a memory, or event that it reminded you of, the sound of your voice bouncing around his brain.

It got to the point where you were so excited that you didn’t even wait for his confirmation, pulling on his jacket sleeve as you shoved your phone towards him. The action caused him to mistype, causing him to lose about half an hour’s worth of work. He couldn’t help it; his brain had been battling between listening to what you were saying while doing his work that he just...broke.

“Ah! MC! Why did you do that?!” He snapped, brows furrowed as he looked down at you on the floor. You twitched from the sudden tone of voice, eyes wide with worry as you looked between the monitor and his face.

“What...I...what happened?”

“I pressed the wrong key and now...! I’ve just lost so much work; I have to do it all over again!” He groaned, slamming his hands down on his desk before hanging his head and gripping his hair. You immediately stood up, phone tucked away in your back pocket as you used your hands to grip your arms.

The guilt made a couple of tears pool in your eyes, purposely avoiding his irritated gaze as you looked down.

“I’m sorry I...I let my excitement get the best of me. I didn’t mean to be annoying and mess you up honestly I...I’m sorry!” His irritated look quickly melted at your hurt tone, his hands reaching for you right as you dashed down the hall to get to your shared bedroom.

“MC!” You slammed the door behind you, running to the bed and burying yourself under the covers. You couldn’t be mad at him; if anything you were more mad at yourself for not keeping your actions in check. After a few minutes you heard the door open, biting your lip as you kept your eyes shut.

Slowly the covers were pulled away, and you felt his warm arms snake around your waist and pull you close. He burrowed his face in your neck, his lips pressing a soft kiss to the warm area as he sighed.

“I don’t think you’re annoying…I know…I don’t…I really like listening to and hearing what you have to say even if its a lot sometimes..” His voice drifted off as he continued. “I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. I promise after this project I’ll take a break so we can have some time together, okay?” He mused, and that alone was enough to make you turn over in his arms and look at him.

“Are you sure?” He smiled, his eyes full of warmth as he nodded and pressed a kiss to your lips.

“I’m sure. I promise, MC.”

Saeran

The both of you had joined Zen and Yoosung for a day in the park; Saeran was still a little wary with everyone so you wanted to soften up the awkwardness with small get togethers. It was a picnic type deal; Zen and Yoosung were passing a soccer ball back and forth a few feet away while Saeran helped you set up all the food. 

“Guys! Food is ready! Come eat!” The two immediately ran to the blanket, Saeran handing out the small plates you’d packed with some silverware.

“Thanks! I’m so excited, I bet you make the best food MC!” Yoosung exclaimed, hurriedly filling his plate with some food while Zen chuckled and offered you a small smile.

“Yeah; I’m really happy we get to try some of your cooking.”

“Aw, thanks guys.” The praise made you blush while Saeran took your hand in his, sending you a soft smile as he nodded.

“I can confirm; they are truly an amazing cook.” All of you chatted endlessly; you were so engrossed in the conversation that you hadn’t realized that Saeran was slowly drifting from the conversation. It wasn’t that he was suddenly disinterested; it’s just that he was still struggling with his mental health, and sometimes too many voices all at once became too much.

“MC...?” He piped up softly, but he went unheard as Yoosung cracked a joke, all of you laughing together while Saeran shut his eyes to try and focus. He was overstimulated, and his thoughts became jumbled as he struggled to get the right words out without hurting anybody’s feelings.

“MC.” This time he was more firm, but still you weren’t hearing him. He grew frustrated, biting his lip as he tried to take deep breaths. Zen had barely noticed Saeran was trying to speak, about to tell you and Yoosung to calm down. But it was too late, Saeran’s voice coming out as a yell as he finally caught your attention.

“MC! Can you please stop talking for five seconds?” Everyone froze as you stopped, looking at Saeran as he looked away. The light mood was suddenly filled with tension, his leg bouncing from anxiety while you cleared your throat.

“Sorry, Saeran...” You trailed off, Zen and Yoosung awkwardly putting their empty plates down and grabbing the soccer ball.

“We um..we’re going to kick this around for a bit. Come join us if you want to.” Zen spoke up, making eye contact with you. You furrowed your brows as he gestured his head towards Saeran who was fiddling with his fingers now. You gave a slight nod back to him, turning towards Saeran and gently taking his hands in yours.

“I’m sorry, Saeran. I should have realized, I...I didn’t realize I was being annoying.” Your choice of words made his head shoot up in anger, brows furrowed as he furiously shook his head.

“No, MC! I don’t think you’re annoying…I know…I don’t…I really like listening to and hearing what you have to say even if its a lot sometimes..” He let out a sigh, leaning his head against your shoulder as he continued speaking. “I just get overwhelmed. I appreciate you setting up these little gatherings so I can get to know everybody better, but sometimes it can be a bit too much if they’re not spaced out.”

“I’m sorry that I couldn’t express myself properly. I promise that I won’t snap at you like that again. Maybe we can come up with like...a code word? I don’t know...” He trailed off as he blushed, a small giggle leaving your lips as you cupped his face in your hand.

“Of course. How about we pack up and go home? We can talk about it more then.” You suggested, and that was enough to ease his anxiety as he pressed a small kiss to your cheek.

LOVE this prompt; I DEFINITELY have felt the stress that MC is feeling in this little short haha so this was very nice to write because I wish I had Saeran to help me when I was in school LMFAO - luna xx

The only light in the living room that kept you company was the bright LED ones coming from your laptop, hands running through your hair as you tried your best to stay awake. You had a test on your least favorite subject tomorrow, and no matter how hard you tried you just couldn’t retain anything.

You’d spent countless hours looking over your notes, going over the shared power points online, and asking fellow classmates for help but it just wouldn’t. stick. At this point you were running on energy drinks and a couple of hours of sleep a night, the stress keeping you up because you just had to study.

You felt bad really; your relationship had suffered for the past few days as you prepared for this test. Saeran was worried, and rightfully so; no matter how many times he tried to get you to relax, you refused. Failing this test meant failing the entire course for you, and you were not going to take this class again if it could be helped.

Speaking of your loving boyfriend you heard his footsteps coming down the hall, your legs that were crossed on the couch slowly starting to bounce with anxiety. You already knew what he was going to say; “Come to bed, MC. Rest will help.” He was right, really he was; but you just couldn’t do it. Any time spent resting could be spent studying, and you wanted to make the most of it as you quizzed yourself once more on the thirteenth chapter.

“MC? You’re still awake?” You only gave a brief nod, mumbling to yourself as you switched from your laptop to the notebook beside you. He sighed as he rubbed his eyes, adjusting his sweatpants and turning on the light. You squinted a bit from the light change but otherwise remained unfazed, your eyes briefly flickering from the scribbles on your notebook to your boyfriend.

You noticed that he was only wearing sweats, his lean but toned muscles catching your attention for a short moment before you shook your head. Focus, focus. He sat next to you, using his hands to rub across his face before resting them on his chin as he looked at you. He frowned at the dark circles that formed underneath your eyes, your thinned out cheeks from the lack of self care from all the studying you were doing. He sighed, leaning against your shoulder as he gazed at the screen.

He was met with equations and theories he’d only seen on TV, slight disbelief taking over his features because wow, people actually learned this stuff? No wonder you’d been working non-stop to make sure that you didn’t have to do it again. Yet, he was still worried; he knew better than anyone what overworking yourself could do to not just your body, but your mind.

His arms stretched out as he yawned, resting one of them over your shoulders as he slightly pressed down. His bicep rested against the curve of your neck, causing you to halt your scrolling only for a moment, biting your lip as you continued. It’d been a while since you’d been able to snuggle up against Saeran and just rest with him, and that alone was enough to make you realize how much your back hurt from all the slouching; how your legs ached from being crossed for so long.

“Saeran...” You warned, inching slightly away from him as he looked at you. Your eyes never left your studying material, and that only encouraged him to continue. He gave another deep breath as he slouched down, spreading out his legs while he ran his free hand through his hair. Your gaze was diverted once more, honing in on the gray sweats he wore and how comfortable it would be to sit in his lap like you used to before this class consumed your entire being.

You physically shook your head, groaning as you brought your hands up to your forehead and pressed hard. He was making things extremely difficult and he knew it; irritation growing inside you as well as something else as you hid your face in your hands while slouching down.

“Saeran, I love you, but I need you to go away because you’re really bloody distracting and I have to pass this test tomorrow.” You whined, hands flying from your face when you felt your laptop disappear from your lap and be placed softly on the coffee table. Your eyes were wild with anger and nerves as you looked at him, his gaze filled with worry as his soft teal eyes stared into yours.

“You can yell at me if you want to. Scream. Cry. Hit me, even. But you have to go to bed. At this rate, you’re going to fall asleep during your test and you’ll be even more upset than you are right now.” His words had never rang with more truth, and that fact alone upset you even more as your lip started to quiver, tears pooling into your eyes as you sniffed.

“I just don’t want to take this class again Saeran. It’s so stressful, but I need it to get the degree I’ve been working so hard for...” You trailed off, all the stress and frustration that had been building finally releasing as you sobbed.

“Oh, honey...” He gently moved your notebook out from between you two as he took you into his arms, bringing you into his lap as he cradled you and held you close.

“You’ve been going over the same material for two weeks now; it has to have stuck somewhere in that beautiful mind of yours. But nothing will stick unless you let your brain do what it needs to do. Let’s go to bed, get some rest. I’ll help you review before you have to leave for class, yes?” He questioned, pulling away so he could look into your eyes.

You looked up at him, his calm and reassuring gaze pulling you out of the cloud of worry and doubt that you’d been lost in this entire time. You felt like the worlds biggest idiot; how could you completely ignore Saeran, when he was partly what you needed this whole time? 

“I’m sorry I’ve been so distant. I swear I’ll do better—” He pressed one of his delicate fingers against your lips, his lips pursed as he softly shushed you while shaking his head.

“Don’t worry about that right now. Let’s get to bed.” Before you knew it he had lifted you into his arms, your head leaning against his chest as you felt the drowsiness start to kick in already. He used his knuckles to press the light off in the living room, and by the time he’d made it to the bedroom you were fast asleep, soft snores escaping your lips while he smiled. He tucked you in first then slid in right beside you, his strong arms encasing you and squeezing gently as he pressed his lips against your hair.

And like, it can be a good dream, maybe something soft and fluffy- or it can be a, ya know, good dream, wink wonk

Love your work! 💕💕

thank you! i’ll do something soft and fluffy; we could all use some of that rn :) - luna xx

“What are you thinking about, Saeran?” Their voice was soft, hands gently running through his hair as he sat on their lap. His eyes were hooded, completely relaxed as he stared at the soft clouds rolling through the bright blue sky. The grass softly swayed beside them as they sat on a soft blanket underneath a willow tree, the leaves brushing against each other as he took a deep breath.

Surrounding them were bushes of roses, some loose petals landing on their open picnic basket and cleared plates. A few pieces of strawberries were left behind, some still dotted with whipped cream as they lie on the edge of the blanket, forgotten. The sun sat comfortably behind the clouds that rolled through, shining its warm rays down on the loving couple as they sat in comfortable silence for a moment.

He reached a hand up to the sky, spreading his fingers as he felt the warmth of the sun spread through his entire being. He switched his gaze from the sky to his partner, their head tilting with a loving smile as they patiently waited for his answer. The feeling of love clouded his vision and filled his heart as he looked into their eyes, a soft smile playing on the edge of his lips.

“I was just thinking about how blessed I am to have you.” He played with the loose strands that hung over his body, fingers twirling here and there as he adjusted his weight on their lap. They giggled, hands moving from his hair down to his cheeks; they used their thumbs to stroke softly, the action enough to make Saeran hum in satisfaction as he relaxed even further.

“Yeah?” He took a deep breath before sitting up, turning so that he was facing them and nodding.

“Yeah.” Again they gave a small chuckle before scooting forward, knees touching against his as they slightly leaned forward, nose softly brushing against his while his breath hitched. Their eyes switched from keeping eye contact with Saeran to his lips, their own parting slightly as their warm breath washed over his face.

It smelled faintly of sweet cream and strawberries from the dessert they shared, Saeran tilting his head in satisfaction from the sweet smell as he leaned in to close the distance. Their lips pressed softly together for a moment before he pulled away, opening his eyes to see them looking right back at him.

“I love you.” His statement came out sure and true, his lips forming a grin as he watched his partner’s cheeks flame up in appreciation as they fell forward against him.

“I love you too, Saeran. Now wake up, so this can become another memory.” He furrowed his brows at his lover, tilting his head as the sun started to shine brighter and brighter, the warmth fading away as he seemed to be floating from such a blissful dream.

His eyelids fluttered as he groaned to himself, the bright light of a lamp slowly being moved from his face as he turned away. He was met with warm fabric, the sweet smell of strawberries and vanilla familiar as he deeply inhaled.

“Oh shoot, I didn’t mean to shine it in your eyes! I’m sorry honey, and you were taking such a pleasant nap too...” The familiar voice of his partner filled his ears as he furrowed his brows, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to piece together the fact that what he’d just experienced...was a dream.

“Mm, I was...dreaming...?” His voice was deep from sleep, slowly rolling back over so that he was looking up at his partner who only looked back at him with curiosity.

“Aha, hi there sleepy head. You were mumbling a bit in your sleep; everything okay? Do you want to talk about it?” Saeran shrugged as he lifted himself up from their lap, rubbing his eyes and running his hands through his hair to help wake himself up.

“It was nothing bad; so, I had this really vivid dream...” He relayed what he dreamt about with a heavy blush across his cheeks and neck, avoiding eye contact for a moment as he looked down.

“Yeah...sorry, it’s pretty cheesy isn’t it?” He was surprised to see his partner cupping their own cheeks, biting their lip as they grinned at him.

“No; I think it’s the cutest thing ever. Hey...wanna go for a picnic?” He grinned right back as he brought them in for a quick kiss on the cheek, leaning his head against their shoulder as he nodded.

This one-shot is for my 100 followers special! Thank you all so much for reading my little works, and I hope you enjoy this little one-shot with Saeran! In this one-shot they will not be part of the RFA and they’re in college! so enough of me talking! Enjoy! It’s fairly long, sorry D: - luna xx

warnings: angst :))))

“What about this one, guys?” Yoosung excitedly yelled, pointing at the little map you were handed at the entrance of the theme park. The two of you had your heads pressed together, wide eyed as you looked at the assorted rides and attractions.

Your graduating class in college had offered an all free expense trip to Disneyland, and of course you just had to go with your best friend. You and Yoosung had spent countless nights working double-shifts and selling off things you no longer needed to pay for your share of the ticket; and it was nice to see all your hard work had paid off.

The both of you weren’t the only ones who had managed to pay for your tickets; Zen and Saeran were there with you, the two of them rolling their eyes with friendly smiles as they watched the two of you freak out over the map. You had looked away from the map briefly as Yoosung pointed at the different rides, your eyes meeting with Saeran’s. His striking teal eyes bore into yours and you couldn’t help but look down, a heavy feeling filling your heart as you bit your lip.

The reason you and Yoosung had worked so hard to be able to go on this trip was, well. You were going home from Korea after studying abroad, and you didn’t know if you were going to come back. Tonight would be the last night that all of you had a chance to spend an uninterrupted 24 hours together. As soon as you were back in Korea you had to take the next flight home and...that was it. You were gone. Of course Yoosung and Zen were sad but they were happy for you. You hadn’t been home in so long, and you missed your friends and family back home.

Saeran, however...felt a bit differently about it all.

The two of you were taking a late night walk in the garden, heavy coats keeping you warm as you held hands together. Saeran had woken up from another nightmare, and while they were becoming less frequent the longer he worked on himself, that didn’t make them any better.

Once you’d woken him up from his nightmare you decided that maybe going for a short little walk around the flowers would help him calm down; and he couldn’t think of anything better so he obliged.