Concern fills his chest, quickly leaving the laptop om the coffee table before running to you. He found you glaring at the screen, mumbling curses under your breath.

"What did the poor thing ever do to you?!" He chuckled, feeling more calm knowing you were safe.

"Chan..." You groan, dragging yourself to him. "They're so mean."

"Who?" He wraps his arms around you.

"The ones who made that quiz." You turn for a moment to point at the computer screen before facing him. "They won't let me get you." You pout.

"but you already have me..." He giggled, placing a kiss on your forehead.

"I...I know, but the quiz—"

"It's just a silly quiz, baby. You play it for fun."

"But I keep getting Hyunjin..." You sigh, walking back to your chair. "They think I'm compatible with Hyunjin!"

"Does it really mean that much to you?" He asked, walking closer to you. "Even though we both know that I'm literally the one for you?"

You giggle, looking at him, "oh, we both knew that?"

"Hey!"

You laugh, shaking your head. "I'm kidding, of course. But yeah, it means a lot to me."

"Alright, let's get you me." he laughed, leaning to kiss you.

You meet him halfway, lips meeting his. The feeling brings you comfort, spreading warmth across your chest.

You pull away with a smile, letting yourself get lost in his gaze for a moment before turning back on the screen.

"Now, let's get to work." you huff, gabbing the mouse and putting all focus on the screen.

Chan couldn't help but laugh at how determined you were, you're adorable to him. "Yes, ma'am." he smiled softly.

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a/n: today was tiring, still fun tho. Anw, hope you liked this drabble !! <33 it really helps me relax when i write.

“Y/N??” you hear his voice. Maybe you’re hearing things now. “Are you still in bed?!”

Or maybe he was actually there.

You look at the door, waiting for it to open, and when it did, there stood your boyfriend with the most confused look.

“It’s almost lunch, we need to eat.” he closes the door behind him and walks closer to you. “Would you like to eat?”

The change in his tone meant he found something wrong, he didn’t know what it was, but you surely didn’t seem okay.

“I can’t cook today…” you look at him. You felt like you disappointed him for not having been able to cook before he got home. “I’m sorry, binnie.”

“Sorry…?” he sat at the edge of the bed, gaze softening at your words. “What for?”

“Wasn’t able to cook you lunch.” you smile sadly.

“You’re not obligated to. I can cook for us, you know.” he runs his finger through your hair. “What’s bothering you?”

“I feel disappointed.” you sigh. “I feel like a disappointment.”

Upon hearing your words he couldn’t help but furrow his brows. “Why?”

“I have a lot to do, Binnie. I was supposed to make you lunch, and I should be up and facing the computer by now. I have a pending powerpoint to finish by the end of the week, and there’s so much more…”

“scooch.” was all he said.

You couldn’t help but glare. Here you are, pouring all your worries and doubts and all he said was ‘scooch’? Despite the thought, you did what he asked. Next thing you knew, you were engulfed in his hold.

A sense of comfort washing over you as he pressed his lips against your forehead.

You felt like crying.

The overwhelming amount of work you’ve held up along with the feeling of disappointing others for not being able to hold up to their expectations came crashing over you. Painfully so.

Soon enough, you were crying.

“I’m sorry.” you apologized, wrapping your arms around him, as well. “I’m sorry…”

“Stop that.” there was harshness in his tone, a contrast to how he gently rubbed circles on your back. “It’s okay. You’re allowed to feel unmotivated. It gets tiring, and you’re allowed to get tired, yeah?”

“So much people, so much expectations. I’m letting everyone down.”

“Would you rather let yourself down?” he pulls away slightly, just enough to wipe your tears away. “Everyone gets tired. You’ve done so much already, even though you feel like you haven’t. You cook for me everyday even though I told you that you didn’t have to, and now you feel obligated.”

“Besides the reason that I also want to be able to spoil you, I don’t want you to work yourself to the point that you’ve created your own expectations for yourself.” he continued.

You cried at his words. It was true.

The only expectations you were trying to reach was yours. You’ve worked yourself to the point that your mind has created this crazy standard for yourself wherein you need to do these, that if you stopped, it would cost you everything you’ve built.

“You need to rest.” he held you close to him again. “You don’t need to push yourself to the point of breaking just for others.” he smiled softly when he felt your hug loosen. Showing him you’re feeling a little bit better somehow.

“You’re doing great and I’m so proud of you. So so proud of you.” he whispered lovingly. “Thank you for all your efforts. From the breakfasts you’ve made to the gifts you give. Thank you for loving me so much.”

“Binnie, you’re making me cry more.” you sobbed.

“I’m sorry.” he giggled. “but I really am thankful for you. So let your worries rest and give yourself a break, okay?”

“Thank you…” you face him.

“Anything for you.” he smiles. “Now, would you rather get some grab or some sleep?”

“Neither. I just want to lay down with you.” you mumbled.

“Ah you’re so cute, I might cry.” he giggled to himself. “but I did just come back from working out. The love of your life is a little smelly.”

“Mmmh, it’s fine.” you grip his shirt. “So don’t you dare try to get off this bed.”

Like he would even try to.

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a/n: that got deep lmfao,, but i hope it did capture the Changbin since I was quite unsure of how to write him 😭

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Well, he did, but perhaps you thought he loved you even more than you imagined.

You were wrong, of course.

All you could do was shut your eyes and try to numb the aching feeling in your heart, but it was no use. He was all that you could think of. 

You let yourself sob, curling yourself into a ball as you hugged your knees, feeling your heart break even more than it had. 

"Are you okay?" his voice rings in your head, remembering all the times he comforted you. "Come here, my love. Let me hold you." then you'd run into his arms, but now it's just cold. 

Your body craved for his warmth, his touch, his love. 

You pushed yourself to stand and walk to your room. You find his things on your bed, the hoodie catching your eye. You push your body to move to it, your fingers warming at the touch of the hoodie he once wore. You took it in your hands and without thinking, you wore it. 

The moment you catch a whiff of his scent, your knees weakened and you dropped on the floor in tears. You missed him so much. 

You walked with Hyunjin through the cold night, the air chilly on your skin. Hyunjin took note of it and quickly took his jacket off, draping it softly on your shoulders. 

"Thank you..." you smile at him. 

Hyunjin smiled back, placing a kiss on your forehead before intertwining his fingers with yours, the warmth of each other's hands giving a sense of comfort. 

"There's a lookout point here, I'm sure you'll love it!" he beams with excitement as he leads the way. 

Soon enough you stood by the fence, looking down at the city lights. The view was beautiful. Different colors of lights twinkled, well, most were white and yellow, but it was still so beautiful. 

Hyunjin watched in awe as you stared at the view. The lights were beautiful, but he preferred looking at you.

 He noticed the way your eyes sparkled, possibly the reflection of the city lights. Your hair swayed along with the light wind. His heart thumped at the sight of you looking so pretty in his jacket. His heart leaping out of his chest when you turned to find him staring. 

"Hyun?" you ask, smiling softly. "You okay?"

You on the other hand, you felt like your chest was about to explode when you caught him. 

"mhm. Perfect." he responds before leaning to your height, face close to yours. 

"Hyun...?" you asked, unsure of what to do. 

You could feel his breath so close, his eyes soft and sparked with admiration as he looked into yours. It looks so full of love, and you weren't wrong. 

"I think..." he trailed off, eyes lowering to gaze at your lips before looking back into your eyes. "I think I love you." 

The next thing you felt was his lips on yours. Slowly, you melt into it, eyes shut as you let yourself feel. You could feel him smile against your lips, gently biting on your lower lip as he slid one hand around you to keep you on your feet while the other held the back of your head. 

It felt like fireworks and shooting stars, like seeing the most breathtaking view. it felt like a long needed hug after a tiring day. It felt just right. 

Your heartache worsens at the memory of his lips on yours. You cry while the moment replays in your head. You cried until it stopped, then you gently lift yourself up to take a look into the things scattered on your bed. 

The polaroid pictures catches your attention, there was almost a stack. You pick them up, carefully examining the pictures. 

How can he hold you so tender, look at you so passionately, love you through everything, and still hurt you so much.

Eyes fluttering open at the sudden chill up your spine, though the bed was warm with his presence beside you, he took the blanket all to himself.

You mumbled curses under your breath as you eye his perfectly cozy frame. Hyunjin easily gets hot so he lowers the temperature to the point that it felt like it was gonna snow inside your room, but then he steals the blanket since it's too cold.

You gently pat him, wanting a share in the warmth of the huge fluffy blanket, but it doesn't work. He remains snoring and asleep.

You try inching closer to him then shaking him, but still no avail. You then inch your lips closer to place a kiss on the tip of his nose, then his cheek, then the corner of his lips before pulling away.

"you missed..." you hear him whisper lowly. "kiss." he pouts, eyes shut as he waited to feel your lips on his.

You smile, staring at his soft features. The light of the moon being your only source of light. "It's cold, baby. I just need some of that blanket, too." you tug on the blanket.

"but kiss first." he peeked one eye open, pouting again.

"so needy." you chuckled before finally pressing your lips on his.

Hyunjin smiled slightly, unable to contain it. He continues to move his lips against yours as he moves the blanket over him to cover the both of you. His arms wrapping around you, hand resting on your hip.

You pull away, smiling. "Thank you, I feel warm now."

"No, wait..." He frowns, pulling you closer to him. He buries you in his hold, his scent bringing comfort to you. "Much better?"

"So much better." You hug him tightly, resting your head on his chest.

You could hear his heartbeat quicken. "I love you, Jinnie."

"ah, I won't be able to sleep if you keep making my heart race like that." He mumbled in your hair.

"but I do love you." you push against him to look him in the eye. "You're not saying it back?"

Hyunjin rolls his eyes, but a smile makes its way across his face. "What if I don't?" He raises an eyebrow in an attempt to tease.

"fine." You frown, turning your back to him. You close your eyes and try to sleep, ignoring his hands gently holding you close to him.

and it worked. A slight tug on his heart after realizing he might not be doing so well in making you feel loved. He just needed to be better.

"Hey, you know I'm kidding..." He rests his chin on your shoulder, arms wrapping around your waist this time. "You're not gonna face me?"

"No." You stood your ground, not budging an inch until he says it back.

"I love you." He presses a kiss on your shoulder, smiling softly against your exposed skin. "A lot."

silence...

"I love you so much..." he placed his lips against your shoulder, pressing more kisses while mumbling the same words under his breath until you reply.

"You promise?" You finally spoke, your heart still beating rapidly against your chest at the feel of his lips on your skin.

"I promise."

Liar.

You throw the pictures back on the bed, tears threatening to fall once again.

You wonder why you didn't see the signs before, how could you not have noticed anything.

Were you that blind not to see it? Maybe.

You trusted him so much to think he'd never hurt you.

You gave your all to be enough, to be better. To be everything he'd ever want and need.

But you simply weren't.

You found that out one night, just before sleeping. Not that you could sleep after hearing him though.

It was excruciating to relive the memory of that dreadful night, but it was like a record playing all over and over again inside your head. Involuntarily.

You let out broken sobs, chest tightening at his words.

"I cheated on you." He whispers behind you, his arms keeping you close to him as he buries his face in your hair.

You, on the other hand, you were frozen. Mind went blank immediately after hearing his words.

Hwang Hyunjin...the Hwang Hyunjin.

The man who'd bring you bouquets of flowers just because you deserved them, the one who'd never miss to remind you his feelings for you are genuine.

This was the same man who'd spend sleepless nights taking care of you when you needed him, the one who'd put all his time and effort into painting beautiful works just for you. The one who reassured you every night that you're the only one he loves and all that he'll ever love. 

Hwang Hyunjin, the man you love, cheated on you. 

"Why...I don't get it." you scoffed, feeling all the air leaving your lungs as you trembled against him, "This has to be some sick joke." You try to free from his hold but he held you tightly, like he was afraid to let go.

"I'm sorry, please don't leave me. Please?" he pleads.

"Let go of me." you try to push him away. "You fucking let go of me, right now!" you finally managed to push him away, quickly getting of the bed. 

You stare at him in shock, eyes burning with betrayal as you watch him scramble out of the bed. 

"Y/N, please..." he sobbed desperately, kneeling in front of you. "I don't know what to do without you." he hugs your waist, crying against the fabric. 

"No..." you whimper. 

You couldn't believe it, your heart denied the fact that this man could ever do that to you. 

"You...did that?" you looked at him, gripping his arms that wrapped around you. "You managed to...to- shit, Hyunjin!" you couldn't get your words out. 

You pull him up, his gaze avoided yours before you held his chin between your fingers to make him look. You see his eyes red, tears falling along his cheek. 

"Hyunjin..." you say his name with so much pain, voice slightly cracking. "You really- you managed to do that to...to me...?" disbelief and betrayal laced your voice.

"I'm so sorry." he whimpered, taking your hand and holding it close to his cheek.

You could feel how cold he was. You watch him hopelessly try to keep your palm against his cheek, wanting you to hold him. 

"How many times?" you ask in defeat.

"Just once, I promise." he shut his eyes, turning his head to press a kiss on your palm. "I promise." 

"When? How long?" your mouth moved by itself, the questions leaving it continuosly. 

"When we went to Chan's big party. I swear, it just happened once." he replied quickly, eyes now looking into yours. "Please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

His look calms you down a little. It held so much regret and hurt, it almost made you feel bad.

Hyunjin couldn't help it, he wrapped his arms around you. Tears painting the side of your head while he sobbed against it. "I love you..."

For a moment you let yourself melt into his hold, wanting to forget what he said, what happened. You wanted it all to be some nightmare, because how could he do that to you? He would never do that to you.

But he did...

"No, you don't." you snap out of it, pushing him away. "You don't." he stares at you in pain and you mirrored his eyes. "You hurt me, Jinnie..." your voice cracked.

"I didn't mean to." he hugs you again.

You want to melt in his arms again, but your mind registers the fact that the same arms that held you, held someone else.  "Let go of me!" you push him again, "all I can picture is your arms around her, Hyunjin. Your lips, your eyes, your touch. It hurts so much, Hyun...jin." you sob, almost losing air.

You clutch the fabric over your chest, feeling a heavy tug on your heart at his apologetic look, but somehow you could still see love in his eyes - painfully so.

"I'm sorry, Y/n."

You laid exhausted on the floor once again, letting the tears roll down your face, holding his hoodie that you wore. 

The pain was unbearable, but what hurt most was that after everything, you still needed him. 

You still loved him knowing you shouldn't. 

He's your first thought whenever you're troubled knowing he'd gladly run to your side the moment you needed him.

Now you're left picking up pieces of him within you, those pieces that would surely leave scars. 

To heal a cut, a bruise, you knew how.

But how do you heal from him?

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Minho was a shy guy, but certainly not this shy. Hyunjin always teased him about it, telling him how cute his little crush was. You’d expect tissues in his mouth, but Minho would only laugh and slap his arm.  It’s been months since you worked in the company yet he still couldn’t talk to you without his ears turning red and the little flutter that he felt. There always seems to be a lump caught in his throat every time he tries to talk to you.

He thanked their comeback for giving him more time to spend with you. From afar of course. Minho’s eyes sparkled with adoration as he stares at you from his seat. You’re always pretty in his eyes but beautiful when you’re laughing. Minho smiled while you laugh with your friends, your eyes disappearing as you laugh too hard, earning a slap on the arm by one of your friends. 

He saw you pout at your friend which made him chuckle, and for a moment your eyes met. You smiled at him. Minho panicked, looking away as his heartbeat raced out of his chest. Was he too loud? 

“You okay, Hyung?” Changbin nudged him. “Your face is red.”

“Look at his ears!!” Han chimed in laughing. Hyunjin quickly took a peek and laughed along with him. 

Minho bit his lip, stealing a glance your way only to see you still looking at him. “Ah, I know what’s got him like this~” Changbin teased. 

“More like who.” Seungmin’s sudden appearance startled everyone, almost making Minho jump out of his chair.

“Where did you come from?!” Han slapped his shoulder, fake sobbing as his other hand clutched his chest. “Don’t creep up on people like that.”

“Right, but it’s okay when Lino Hyung stares at Y/n from afar. Not creepy at all.” Seungmin pouts, leaning his head on Hyunjin’s shoulder to rest.

Minho wanted to disappear right then and there. Taking one more glance at you- it was a mistake. 

You were walking to him.

Minho’s breath hitched, he covered his ears and looked down at his shoes. He could hear his heartbeat become louder with every step you took. 

“Minho?” you tap his shoulder. He cleared his throat, looking up at you hesitantly. 

The members watched in anticipation. Changbin smirked, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the armrest a little too hard to contain his giddiness. You smiled at Minho, tilting your head slightly. You didn’t know what you were doing to him and it shows.

“Yes...?” Minho managed to reply. His voice slightly shook when he saw how pretty you looked with the dim purple light against your features and the soft smile on your face as you stared at him.

“Are you okay? Are they teasing you again?” you chuckled at his face. “You look like you saw a ghost.”

“Mhm yeah, uhm. No no, we’re fine!” he laughed forcefully. “Just playing around.” 

“Hey, aren’t you gonna ask the rest of us??” Han pouted. “Why is it only Minho?” he teased.

“You guys look fine. Minho seemed like he was gonna explode.” you laughed. “Oh right, we’re just waiting for Chan then we can go. Bye, devil bunny.” You pat Minho’s head before sticking your tongue at Han and walking away. 

Minho blushed at the nickname. It was supposed to be a tease, but it felt like the greatest compliment ever when you said it. His heart fluttered, trying not to smile.

“Ask her out later!” Changbin nudged him. “Take her out for ice cream or something.” 

“She probably has plans, you know.” Minho shook his head but the thought of asking you out lingers in his head.

“Only one way to find out...” Changbin smiles. “Y/n!!” 

Minho’s stomach dropped 6ft under, glaring at Changbin as he continuously called you. Maybe one of these days he’ll be successful in making one of their heads explode.

“You guys missed me already?” you rolled your eyes. “Chan’s not yet done.” 

“Minho has something to ask.” Changbin smiled cheekily at you.

“Oh?” you were taken aback. Minho doesn’t usually talk to you, it’s you who talks to him. The thought of him asking you something unexpectedly made your heart flutter. “What is it?” you land your gaze on him, staring ever so softly into his eyes.

“I-Uhm...” Minho swallowed the lump in his throat, glancing at Changbin. Changbin nodded and motioned for him to continue. “I was just wondering if you- do we have coffee, still?”

“What?!” Han screamed, slapping his hands on his mouth quickly.

“Ah...” you laugh. You try to push away the disappointment but what else could you have expected, right?  “Yeah, there’s still some. Want me to get you guys one?” 

“Ah no no, It’s okay. We’ll get it!” Minho smiled at you. “Thanks.” 

“No problem!” you were about to walk away when you remembered something. “Do you guys maybe wanna go out for some milk tea later?” 

Hyunjin laughed, waking the resting Seungmin on his shoulder. 

“Did I say something wrong?” you laugh nervously. “It’s okay if you guys don’t wanna come, but tell me if you change your mind!” you hurriedly walk away, embarrassed. 

Minho felt his heart shatter at the drop of your mood. “Now what was that for?!” he glared at Hyunjin.

“I’m sorry, it’s just- you were supposed to do exactly what she did.” Hyunjin chuckled.

Minho sighed, watching you walk back to your friends. He wanted to apologize but he couldn’t move his body. Maybe he will ask you out one of these days, but for now, he remained admiring you from afar.

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The next day, today, you had to come early for preparations. You were asked to help with the set due to the lack of employees. Your coworkers greet you as you walk in, a tired smile on their faces. 

“Y/n, you’re helping for the background!” you hear your manager yell from afar. You nod at him and went to get ready. 

You wish you bought coffee but you were in a rush to meet your time and unfortunately, they ran out of coffee earlier this morning. You looked at your partner who was busy fixing a sign on the fake wall. You wonder if they had their coffee.

“Good Morning, Hoon!” you greet the guy brightly, walking closer to help. “I guess we’ll be working together this morning!”

“We work together all the time, Y/n.” he chuckled. “Now your job is to fix the broken light up there.” he takes a look at the sign he fixed before handing you a new bulb.

“Can you help me with the ladder?” you ask him nervously. 

“I would but I have a lot more to do. Don’t worry, it’s sturdy and safe!” he pats your shoulder before walking away.

You frown as he walks away. You can’t do this alone, you could try. Wasting no time, you grab the ladder that was sat across from where you were supposed to be. You cursed Hoon as you climbed up the shaky ladder, a bulb in hand.

“Y/n?” you jump at the sudden voice, clinging to the ladder as you tried to catch your breath. “Are you okay?!” 

You slowly move down the ladder to talk to him. Smiling nervously when you reached the ground. “Ah yes. Oh, this is embarrassing, Minho.” you laugh.

“No! not at all, do you want some help?” he smiles. “Also the power for this thing isn’t switched off. Do you wanna get electrocuted?” 

“Oh fuck. I didn’t even realize!” you laugh. You genuinely wanted to hide, this was over the moon embarrassing. “I-I guess I could really use some help.”

Minho laughed with you before unplugging the prop. “Here, you’ll be safer now.” he held the ladder as much as he could to keep it from shaking. “I’m sorry, I should’ve offered to do it.” he chuckled.

“Oh shush. I’ll get in trouble, this is not your job.” you giggle, twisting the old bulb off. “Why are you here so early though?”

“Chan said you guys ran out of coffee so he practically jumped out of his chair to buy you guys some. I tagged along!” he chuckled.

“There’s coffee?!” you sighed in relief. “Oh thank heavens for you little angels, really.” you laugh as you twist the new bulb in one final time. “Ta-da!”

“Good job. Now get down from there so I can get you coffee.” Minho smiled while you start to climb down. He held his hand out to help you off.

You had no idea where this side of him came from. He wasn’t usually like this. The feel of his soft hands made your skin crawl, you could hold it for hours. “Wait.” you run to plug the prop back in. The light flickered before finally opening for long. You sigh in relief, feeling triumphant in your mission. “So...you said there was coffee?”

Minho smiled, his heart warming at the sight of you. He wondered how you could look so pretty at seven in the morning. He led you to the table where Chan sat as he chatted with the manager. you grab yourself a cup of what seemed to be a latte, bringing it to your lips to take a sip. Minho couldn’t help but stare in awe, mesmerized by your 7 am beauty with your light- almost unfinished -makeup and slightly disheveled hair.  

“So uhm...” you cleared your throat. “I’m sorry if I said something wrong yesterday.” you chuckled, turning your head to him.

Minho almost forgot about it. He thought about going but Felix asked for help in cooking and the moment Felix brought up the puppy eyes, Minho lost all his strength and helped the guy. Dinner didn’t help at all when the guys kept teasing him about asking you out until he snapped and told them he will the next time he saw you. 

Well...

“Minho...?” you tap his shoulder. “I have to go back soon.” you giggle.

“Oh okay.” Minho didn’t mean to but his tone came out uninterested, regret quickly washing over him. “No wait!” you quickly stop on your steps, turning so quickly you almost fell. 

“Mhm?” you chuckled, head spinning. 

“Would you...” this was it. Everything he prepared for the night before comes down to this. “I felt bad for yesterday so maybe I can take you out tonight?”

You shook your head, smiling sadly at him. “No need. It’s okay, I promise.” 

“Fuck no, I didn’t mean it like that.” he laughs nervously, walking a step closer to you. “Let me try again, sorry.” he swallows the lump in his throat.

You stare at him with a wide smile, this man was feared by most people, and here he was in front of you, a blushing mess. You weren’t exactly oblivious, you knew him crushing on you was a possibility but it was fairly very hard to believe. 

“Date. I- would you like to go out on a date?” he smiles at you, his little smile that you found incredibly adorable when he’s nervous or flustered. “with me...” he continued, eyes looking at you expectantly.

“And this is not because you guys seemed like a bunch of jerks yesterday?” you purse your lips.

“Of course not, I’m sorry about that, but I swear I really really like you.” his gaze now focused on his fingers.

“Okay, then tell me why Hyunjin laughed at me.” 

“I was supposed to ask you out but you did it before me.” he blurted out quickly, now looking at you. You scrunch your nose, giggling about it. 

“How cute. Then it would be just right if I go out with you.” you hold out your hand. “Do you still have time before getting ready?” Minho only nodded, slipping his hand in yours. 

“For you? of course.” His stomach fills with butterflies, watching you lead him somewhere along in the big dim-lit room. 

Bang Chan:

You were absolutely gorgeous to him, a goddess like figure so he wondered why the room was heavy when he walked in to check on you. He found you staring at your reflection on the full length mirror with your hands running through your sides. Moving a few steps closer was when he saw the welled up tears in your eyes, "Y/N?" his voice was merely a whisper.

You broke at the sound of his voice, looking down at your black heels while your hands continuously–as if out of control–run up your sides, feeling the gap on your hips. You felt horrible. Chan had bought you this gorgeous red dress and all you could see in the mirror was a lover undeserving of his love.

"Stop that..." You feel his hands on yours, gently putting them down, "What's wrong?" His arms wrapping around your waist.

You wanted to push him off– and you tried. You tried unwrapping his arms but he held you tight. One hand scrambled to push him away while the other tried to wipe tears from your face. "Let me go!" You sob, "Don't touch me– I look disgusting..."

"Baby, can you even hear me?" He tries moving his hands to hold your waist, caressing it gently, "Y/N..." You feel him carefully rest his chin on your shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." You whisper in a sob, apologizing repeatedly, "I ruined our night."

Chan shook his head, "No need to apologize. Tell me what's bothering you."

You try to calm yourself down in his hold, "Chan look at me." You push his hands away from you, "these...I– look..." You caress your hip dips, tears welling up in your eyes, "I'm sorry I can't have those pretty rounded hips, I'm sorry."

He chuckled at the mascara running down your face and the slight pout of your lips, "You're stunning. Don't ever be sorry about being you, okay? I love you." Pressing his lips against yours, he pulls away with a smile.

Chan frowned at those foul words.

"You look absolutely stunning, my love." He smiles before turning you around to face him.

"Let's just stay in tonight if you want, but my night out still stands." He gently wipes the rundown make up off your cheeks, "You're perfect."

Lee Know:

You scrolled through your phone watching the pretty women of tiktok as they dance. They were beautiful, stunning, perfect– god, how you wished you could be like them. Their skin clearer than water, waist so thin, and their hips? all you could do was laugh at yourself. Wishing for the assets you lacked.

"Honey, where are– there you are!!" You hear your boyfriend's voice, watching him waddle towards you, "Ah I missed you!" he lays carefully on top of you, wrapping your arms around him.

You smile sadly at him which he noticed. His smile fades quickly, replaced with a pout, "What's wrong?" He lays his head on your tummy, caressing your waist.

His gaze on you along with his touch had sent butterflies fluttering around your stomach, giddiness with a hint of nervousness crept over you. "You're not answering me, hun." He pouts, squeezing your sides softly.

"Not-nothing's wrong..." You breathlessly whisper, cheeks turning red. You tried reaching for the phone beside you but he quickly grabbed a hold of your arm, now straddling you.

"So this is what's bothering you..." He smiles down at you as the song replays on your phone. Now knowing what's been troubling you, he turns your phone off to set it aside.

Despite the growing worry on the pit of your stomach, your boyfriend was undeniably hot, "Minho..."

"You're beautiful, do you know that?"

"You tell me all-"

"but do you know it?" His voice was stern, sparking contrast with how gentle he held your cheeks in his hand to face him.

Your heart beating rapidly against your chest, you nod hesitantly. This was certainly something you didn't expect. "Good." He lets go of your face, carefully laying down on you again, "but what was it?"

"It's not the face..." You sigh, running your fingers through his locks, "it's my...my hips."

He was puzzled, propping himself on his arms to look at you clearly, "what about them?"

You look away, slightly embarrassed. You feel him staring at you, waiting carefully for your answer, "It's not...like theirs."

"What do you mean?" You smile slightly when you see his eyebrows furrowed, it was adorable, "Theirs are rounded and– like... theirs doesn't have dips."

"Well, I think they're nice." He smiles, laying back down to massage your hips, "they fit perfectly in my hands."

Seo Changbin:

A nice day out with Changbin is all you could ever want, you just didn't think there'd be so many people out at the same time.

You sigh to yourself, wrapping a towel around you. You didn't wanna go out of your hotel room. Just by looking out the window you could see the many others enjoying their time.

"Are you ready to go?" Changbin enters the room, tossing his keys on the table, "I'll carry the towel for you." He walks behind you, placing a kiss on your cheek. He was about to get the towel when you gripped on it tighter.

"I-I'll just carry it myself." You force a smile, "We should go. Wouldn't want you to lose all the fun."

"You make it sound like I'll be the only one swimming..." His voice falters when he realized it's exactly what it is, "What's wrong, doll?"

A blush creeps through your face at the little pet name, "It's silly, Binnie." You try to walk away.

"No reason is silly if they make you feel that way. So tell me..." He had his arms wrapped around you, preventing you of any movement as of now.

"I don't- Binnie, let's just go out." You insisted.

"No, my baby's upset. Tell me what's wrong." He buried his face on your back.

"I don't like– I don't like how my body looks, Binnie." You whisper.

Changbin lets out a dramatic gasp, "Whyy?" He hugs you tighter, "You're so beautiful to me..."

"No I'm not. Have you seen me-"

"Plenty of times."

You slap his hand, "Seo Changbin!" You smile at his giggles.

"but really, don't mind what others will think, yeah?" He lets go of you, "What matters is you're happy....and you're with me, that's also very important."

You heart beats rapidly at his sweet words. You throw yourself for him to catch as loud laughs and giggles escaped your lips.

"You're so cute!" He laughs wickedly, squishing your cheeks, "god I love you..." You smile closing the distance between you.

Hwang Hyunjin:

Sometimes you don't get him anymore like how he begged to open the ac just to cuddle you for warmth. Though you aren't opposed to it— not at all, it was quite confusing.

"Y/N, come baacckk..." Hyunjin whines, wiggling himself all over the bed, "You're taking too long..."

You laugh, flushing the toilet. It had only been 3 minutes since you left him to go to the bathroom but it felt like "so many decades" to him. You sigh, hearing him whine again.

"Hwang Jinnie, you better calm down or I won't come back." You threaten. You laugh, hearing his dramatically loud gasp.

"You're killing me!!" He giggles, shuffling out the bed to run to you, "I'll carry you if I have to."

"Yeah?" You laugh, hopping on the counter, "Well I don't wanna go back. You gonna carry me hm?"

"You're so mean, angel." He pouts, trapping you between his arms, "look behind you." He smiles.

You do as he says, looking at the mirror behind you to see how you silly you both looked. "How can you ever love a door like me."

"A what?" He laughs, eyes crinckling into crescents, "You're not a door, Y/N."

"I meant my build, silly. Look at me." You motion to the mirror.

Hyunjin scoffs, rolling his eyes, "You're kidding."

"I look better sitting. Maybe that's why." You giggle, "now carry me."

Hyunjin takes you in his arms, waddling you both back to the comfy bed, "come here." He pulls you closer.

You lay in silence, enjoying each other's warmth—well you did. "Would it be weird if I said I really really like your hips...?"

"Out of nowhere?" You laugh, "Well not at all."

He slides his hand to gently hold your hip, "I think they're just so perfect...I can hold you better." He smiles softly, the dim light accentuating his god-like features, "I'm so lucky!" He giggles, pampering you with light kisses.

Han Jisung:

You've been walking around H&M for at least, 30 minutes now yet you couldn't find a single dress you'd like. Your boyfriend running around trying to find you something you'd like.

"How about this??" He shows you a green fitted dress, "This would look great on you!"

You frown, shaking your head. "Just try it, please? I'd love to see you in it." He wiggles his brows.

You snatch the dress, rolling your eyes as you made your way to the fitting rooms. You wonder why don't they have much flowy dresses. You noticed that their clothes mostly targeted on tall, petite, hourglass like build bodies which had kept you pouting for the last 20 minutes when you gave up on finding something good.

You stare at yourself in the mirror, it was great–almost. Just the dip when it hits your hips bothers you. Why does it look like that?

Your phone chimes to Jisung's message, asking for a picture. Despite not feeling pretty in the dress, you decided to take your boyfriend's word for it. Snapping a quick picture of you standing cutely, hand covering your mouth as you grin.

You quickly change back to your clothes and go out of the room to find Jisung standing by the hall of the fitting rooms, "We're buying that." He points at the dress you held.

"I'm sure you're just exaggerating, we don't have to if-"

"Come on, let's buy 3 pairs." He chuckled, taking your hand in his as he leads you to the cashier.

"Did I...actually look good?" You whisper next to him, waiting for your bag.

Han smiles, snaking his arm around your waist, "You look fantastic."

Lee Felix:

Your eyebrows furrow as you whisk the batter, glaring slightly at the mixture. You were supposed to be done with the brownies by the time he wakes up as a surprise but you woke up late.

"Where's the tin? Is that what it is?! Ah fuck the square...where are you??" You panic, kneeling by the cabinets to try and look for the baking pan.

Felix had been spoiling you so much lately and you really wanted to do something for him, "Y/N? Is everything okay??" You jump at his voice.

"Yes!" You stand up, hiding the circle tin behind you, "Go back to sleep!"

Felix smiles, rubbing his eyes. He could clearly see the flour on your hair and the messy kitchen you were in. "You need some help?"

You shake your head furiously, almost tripping as you made your way back to the bowl of batter.

Felix laughs, running his fingers through his hair as he made his way to you, "Come on, baby. Let's get this in the oven so you can clean yourself." He presses a light kiss on your cheek before walking to grab the rectangle pan.

You sigh, waiting for him. He places the oiled pan beside the bowl for you to fill. His hands resting on the dip of your hips, caressing it gently as he looks over your shoulder, "Good job." He smiles.

You smile at his praise and how his hands fit perfectly on you, "Thank you." You bring your finger to the tip of his nose, smearing a bit of batter on it.

Felix boops your cheek with his nose, laughing. "Now let's get that in the oven, hm?" He gives you a soft squeeze before leading you to the oven.

Kim Seungmin:

The rain poured heavily on the two of you. The streets were empty and cold, with only the two of you alone.

Seungmin had pulled you outside to play in the rain but it just so happens that it turned to mindless dancing.

His hands rested on your waist as he sways you both to the sound of the rain, the chill of the wind contrasting with the warmth of his hold. The neighbors were probably thinking you're crazy but that didn't matter.

Not when you had a grinning Seungmin with disheveled wet hair, dancing you around the empty streets.

"You're so pretty!" He yelled over the rain, smiling at your mirrored expression.

"You flatter me, Kim!" You giggle, cupping his face in your hands.

Normally being so public would get you so shy that you'd cover every flaw you have, especially your body. Always covered in the thick material of Seungmin's hoodie, but right now? Nothing mattered but him.

How his hands had moved from your waist to your hips where he knew you felt most insecure about. His smile lighting up your gray surrounding. You stand on your toes, pulling him down at the same time to meet your lips halfway.

Seungmin lifts you off the ground, wrapping your legs around him. His one arm supporting you while the other hand moving the loose hair on your face. The grin you had, mirroring his as you pulled away.

"You're so perfect..." He whispers breathlessly but enough for you to hear.

"You know I'm not." You smile sadly at him, thumbs caressing his cheeks.

"Stop being so hard on yourself. You're absolutely breathtaking. I love every bit and part of you, every flaw." He puts you down, leaning once more for another kiss, "You fit me perfectly, yeah?" His hands on your hips once more.

Seungmin stares deeply into your eyes as his light up with pure joy and admiration for you, "You're perfect for me."

Yang Jeongin:

The night was ending so Jeongin took you to his secret place. The city lights blinked like made-up stars, the moon creating a beautiful hollow light on his face, the smile never fading.

"Jeongin?" You ask, tapping his shoulder.

His eyes sparkle, looking at you with most adoration, "Do you not like it?"

"No, it's not that! I love it, Innie." You smile, "I just wondered why me?"

"Why you?" His smile fades into a frown, "What do you mean?"

Though knowing what you meant, he couldn't believe you'd ask that. To him, you were amazing, all of you. He's been with you through your darker time, assuring you with every bit of him.

"I'm...too much. You don't think so?" He shakes his head, "There are so many others who'd kill to be in my place, so many better ones that you can like. Why me, Jeongin?"

By others, you meant those who don’t have noticeable hip dips with their small waist and curvy bodies. You had been no more than disgusted of your own figure, and he knows that. So why you?

He pulls you gently to his chest, "Cause you're Y/N, and I love every bit of you. There's no flaw of you that could push me away, okay?" He smiles, "You've held me captive. I'm yours."

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