#sieunified

SUM. just some things about being in a relationship with them

(BLDHS MLST) . includes: kim geonwoo, hong woojin · domestic fluff, est. relationship, a little smut (nothing detailed), slice of life

note. i’ve started rewatching bloodhounds.. mainly to see those red shorts again 😮‍💨

KIM GEONWOO

oh my gosh geonwoo :(

this man literally loves you to pieces.

he’s got it bad.

this could go either way to be honest.

he could be adorably shy when he tries to flirt :(

but also i can see him being the smoothest mf EVER.

personally i think he’d be a mix of both.

smooth flirting but if you reciprocate at all? his eyes go big and his ears go red and he panics.

geonwoo might look like a violent man because of the scar on his face and the frequent bruises and injuries.

but really he’s just a soft, cute little bunny

he also trusts you an awful lot and tells you more things than he tells most people so he’ll always protect your secrets really well.

he also really really loves seeing you in his clothes like loves loves it. there’s not a single oversized shirt he owns that you haven’t worn at least once.

any time you speak he always has this wide smile on his face and absolutely adores the sound of your voice.

he gets proud smiles on his face when he makes you laugh and snaps candid photos of you, saving them on his phone to look over before a fight if you couldn’t be there.

as soon as he gets home he greets you with a hard kiss and then a LONGGGG hug.

seems like the kind of guy to cup ur face a lot when kissing you, probably rubs his thumb over your cheek too.

FOREHEAD. KISSES.

will keep his arms around you or help you with dinner while he tells you about the fight.

also cuddles afterwards.

there’s lots of spooning, he loves to be the small spoon and feel protected by you for once.

he needs to remember how special he is from time to time.

so love him, play with his hair, tell him to not stress or simply help him relax in other ways.

geonwoo has no dominant bone in his body when it comes to sex, i’m sorry to say.

he’s so buff but once you’re towering over him he’ll completely submit himself to you.

loses it when you praise him, will become a whimpering mess for you.

he is not into dirty talk i think but you could make him cum with your sweet words.

he’d also mark you when he’s lost and would kiss them and apologize if he hurt you.

lowkey a pillow prince too.

HONG WOOJIN

he is definitely the type of boyfriend that will hold things very high so you can’t reach them.

and when you do he kisses you and has a soft gleam in his eyes that tells you how much he loves you.

is so sweet and caring to you.

random pics everywhere, his phone, cameras are full with you.

he is so fun and always down for whatever crazy ideas you’ve got brewing in your head!

24/7 can make you smile.

food is his love language, (this man does not play about his rib-eye).

but also loves to show his love with basic touches like playing softly with your hair, holding your waist.

basically keeping your body close.

l o v e s it when you blush or give him some kind of reaction.

he’d tease you quite often about these lol cause my man is playful af (yet possessive when jealous).

and fights would be nothing but petty and ridiculous.

the two of you weren’t the type to bottle things up—you argued, bickered, and then made up like nothing happened.

usually within a day, one of you would crack and things would go back to normal.

woojin always wants you in his corner when he fights. you are his good luck charm and the only one who is allowed to wrap the bandages around his hands before he slips into his gloves.

not that he needs any luck with the skills he has, but he loves seeing you press your sweet kisses on his boxing gloves and smile at him before you hug him tightly and tell him to please be careful.

whether he wins or loses he’d still want to celebrate with you any way he can because he knows it won’t be the last.

he often uses you as a pillow while sleeping, he’s the big spoon most of the time.

his hands always touching and roaming around your body.

very domestic and soft during sex and will make sure the both of you have a good time.

tease.

yup he’s a tease.

lives for making you squirm under his touch.

when it’s lovemaking he treats you like a princess.

he will worship your body and shower you with praise—always makes sure your pleasure comes first.

REQ. your bloodhounds works is so freaking good. idk if you take requests for other characters but if you’re up for it could you maybe do a hc of which characters are moaners, groaners, or whimperers?

(BLDHS MLST) . includes: kim geonwoo, hong woojin, lee woojeong, im baekjeong, allen, choi shinhyeong, han seulgi · nsfw content, (+18) mdni, smut

KIM GEONWOO

• whimperer

his whimpers are WET sorrynotsorry. he's borderline drooling. dumb puppy can't help it if you feel so good :( HIS LITTLE GASP WHEN HE FIRST SLIPS IN!!!!!!!!!!! he even sobs, cries, just the most desperate and shaky words tumbling from his mouth (if he can still form words is a different story).

HONG WOOJIN

• moaner

pathetic moans. PATHETIC. loud, whiny, GUTTURAL moans. he also has no shame. does not care how loud he's being. he has to let you know how good you make him feel, who cares about who hears? also def makes those ah- ah- ah- sounds before he cums!

LEE WOOJEONG

• whimperer

look at this sweet boy. he’s definitely whimpering your name, begging you to touch him, or just whimpering when you finally do, already so needy for your touch that the sounds escape his throat before he can even stifle them. no matter how hard he tries to keep them in, just ends up sounding absolutely RUINED.

IM BAEKJEONG

• groaner

words could not describe how hot this man sounds. GUTTURAL groaning. genuinely sounds like he is working out. lets out a groan every time he pulls out, followed by a whimper when he shoves himself back in.

ALLEN

• moaner

moans coming straight from the chest. his moans are pretty low in volume, but he is for SURE right next to your ear because he knows how much his moans affect you (because who wouldn't go insane hearing them), he just goes AT IT. unless he's in sub mode and is borderline sobbing.

CHOI SHINHYEONG

• groaner

practically inaudible with how deep his groans are. all you would be able to hear is this deep grumble. rarely likes making sounds in bed as he prefers to be all ears for your moans, but hey, sometimes good sex makes a man whimper okay there's nothing wrong with that.

HAN SEULGI

• moaner

SUM. some attractive habits/quirks that i think they’d have

(WHC MLST) . includes: yeon sieun, ahn suho, kang wooyoung, go hyuntak, park humin, geum seongje, na baekjin · literally just random things, fluff, whc 1 & 2, mentions of smoking

YEON SIEUN

• telling you to focus when you’re caught staring at him

"look at the textbook, not me!" he’d say coldly as you puckered your lips, obnoxiously making a smooching noise. you stopped as you felt him place a pen against your lips. you couldn’t take anymore studying. all you wanted was to kiss him. he’ll roll his eyes before planting a quick kiss on your cheek, afterwards raising a stern finger, pointing at the book, “now read!”

AHN SUHO

• leans closer or tilts his head in your direction when you talk to him

he says it’s because he can’t hear you but that’s a fucking lie, he likes the way you get flustered because of it. or when he leans one hand against a wall or doorframe. it’s the nonchalance of the action that gets you. you’ll just be talking to him and he’ll do this so effortlessly.

KANG WOOYOUNG

• giving you fighting tips (even when you’re mad at him)

“if you’re going to hit me, at least make sure your thumb isn’t in your fist,” nodding to the hand you’ve bawled out of anger. “and line your feet with your shoulders.” wooyoung guides you to a proper fighting stance before ducking his head down and planting a quick kiss to your pout. “punch me hard enough and maybe then i’ll learn my lesson.”

GO HYUNTAK

• lifts the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face

he does it after a game of basketball under the hot sun, giving you a good look at the droplets running down his bare stomach. it’s something you’ve seen a countless amount of times before, but you can’t help staring every time. it’s amusing for gotak who happens to catch you.

PARK HUMIN

• subtle, little touches that guide you through the day

pushing cups and glasses out of the way when you get dangerously close to knocking them over. pulling you towards him before you bump into something. basically saves your life every day and has the audacity to be a blushing mess about it. would even let you piggyback ride the way home.

GEUM SEONGJE

• casually manspreads

whenever he sits next to you, an arm stretching across the back of the couch behind you, manspreading his thighs wide open. a relaxed expression on his face. maybe a cigarette in his other hand between his fingers.

NA BAEKJIN

• soft commands

SUM. they’re actually really soft boyfriends outside of the union

(WHC MLST) . includes: park humin, na baekjin, geum seongje, do seongmok, baek dongha · est. relationship, domestic fluff, sfw

PARK HUMIN

• buckling your seatbelt

"i can do it myself you know?" looking at your boyfriend, he was leaning over your seat, his hand on the buckle as he tried securing you in.

"i know." he said, glancing up at you with a gentle smile on his face before returning to the task at hand. "but you don't have to."

you sighed, rolling your eyes, however you were far from being annoyed. if anything, in some strange way — to be loved is to be considered and that is exactly what he was doing.

"i'm not a baby, baku." your words held a bit of amusement to them, your boyfriend finally making eye contact with you after he safely secured your seatbelt.

"well not exactly, no." he shook his head, looking off for a bit as his thoughts wandered. "but you're my baby." he looked back at you, nothing but admiration and love in his eyes. it had you almost feeling as if you were falling in love all over again.

"i love you." you muttered out, planting a kiss to his lips.

"i love you, too." he replied back before fastening his own seatbelt and reversing out of the driveway.

NA BAEKJIN

• looking out for you when you’re drunk

"y/n get down."

you looked at your boyfriend from your spot on the bar counter where you danced, mentally cursing at him for being able to handle his alcohol so well unlike you. you ignored his extended arm to assist you, instead singing along to the lyrics of the song that played as the rush of liquid courage got to your head.

"you're going to get hurt." he tried again, this time much more stern and insistent. "i'm not going to tell you again. get down."

"no." you said stubbornly, a pout forming on your face as you crossed your arms.

baekjin sighed, looking you dead in the eye for a few seconds before moving too fast for your drunken brain to process. in record time, you were swept off the bar counter and back on the floor. you attempted to swat him away after you were placed safely on the ground, however it was no use as his hand was quick to grab your wrist.

"y/n." he sent you a warning glare.

you grumbled, muttering a pathetic apology before a smile spread across your face at the change of song and you forgot all about what was happening. "this is my jam!" you yelled out, running to the dance floor as baekjin was too late to grab ahold of you before you could wander off.

you were going to be the death of him.

GEUM SEONGJE

• tying your shoes for you

"what are you doing?" you looked back at your boyfriend as you took notice of how he stopped in his tracks.

"c'mere." he said, grabbing at your waist to guide you to a nearby bench.

you two were taking a midnight stroll through the park, you deciding it would be nice to spend some quality time together and finally pull him away from his video games. everything was going smoothly as you two walked quietly next to each other, until he managed to take notice of something that you apparently hadn't yet.

seongje kneeled down, bending his knee out and tapping at it. "give me your foot."

"what?" you asked, still oblivious.

"your shoe, y/n. it's untied."

looking down at your feet, you finally noticed that the laces of your sneakers had managed to come undone. "oh." you said before you placed your foot on his extended leg.

seongje began to tie the two strings together for you as you watched him with amusement. you let out a snort as you replayed the scene of his seriousness back in your head.

"what?" he asked, taking his eyes off the bow he was tying to look at you in question.

"nothing." you responded, but gave in quickly as the thought became too amusing for you to keep to yourself. "i just thought it was funny how you're concerned about my shoe laces coming undone. usually you’d let me trip and laugh about it.”

seongje smiled through his glasses as he finally finished off tying the laces, gently placing your leg back on the ground. "i’ve decided to give you a break." he said, grabbing at your hands and pulling you up to kiss the side of your face. "plus, you’ll always do something else clumsily to make me laugh at you."

you pouted up at him with eyes loss of pride to which he just couldn't resist the urge to kiss your lips as soon as it was in his line of vision.

"right."

DO SEONGMOK

• making you use your words

you were exhausted. it had overall been a terrible day from start to finish and as you got home and were finally able to get out of your uncomfortable work clothes, the weight off the world came crashing down on you.

the smell of the delicious dinner your boyfriend was cooking lingered in the air as you trudged your way down the hall and into the kitchen. you stood behind him, watching as he chopped away at the vegetables and occasionally stopped to stir the food on the stove. when he turned around to grab something, you nearly gave him a heart attack as his hand flew to his chest due to shock.

"y/n, what the hell."

you stared up at his tall figure from under the blanket you threw over your body as an attempt of comfort. "hi." you said, your voice small.

seongmok was rather quick to take attention to this, setting the spoon down on the counter and raising an eyebrow at you. "what's the matter, babe?"

you shrugged, looking down and avoiding eye contact with him.

"do you need something?" he asked again, lowering his head as he attempted to get your eyes back on him.

once again, you shrugged. although you did in fact need something after the terrible day you just had, you've always had a problem with voicing what you wanted and seongmok knew this better than anyone — in fact, he knew exactly what you needed. he just wanted to hear you say it.

"you gotta use your words, babe. i can't read your mind." his voice was soft as he gently tried to coax a verbal answer out of you.

taking in a deep breath, you finally lifted your head to peer up at him. "a hug." you said so softly, he almost didn't hear you — but he knew.

his arms were quick to wrap around you as soon as the words left your mouth and you buried your head in his chest as you hid away from the rest of the world in them.

BAEK DONGHA

• feeding you when you’re “too busy to eat”

"open."

your lips parted at his words, eyes not moving from your laptop once as he shoveled a spoonful of food into your mouth. after much argument about how you needed to get your paper done and didn't have time to eat — dongha planted himself right next to you on the couch, deciding he would take it upon himself if you ”didn't have the time."

as soon as you began to chew, your stomach betrayed you as it let out a loud grumble.

"i thought you said you weren't hungry." dongha asked, his eyes narrowing in at the side of your face.

you could feel him glaring at you, but you still refused to take your eyes off the keyboard. you meekly shrugged, not wanting to get scolded. "i lied."

SUM. random hc of your boyfriend baku being obsessed with you

(WHC MLST) . park humin x fem!reader · est. relationship, fluff, bf!baku, obsessed!baku, sfw

obsessed bf!baku who doesn't seem to be able to function without you. you're on his mind for a good part of his day, sometimes even in his dreams.

obsessed bf!baku who needs to have you with him in some way or another when you're watching something on the television. he doesn't mind if you're on his lap, or if he's in your arms, but he wants to be as close to you as physically possible.

obsessed bf!baku who always asks for cuddles. he wordlessly extends his arms when he wants you in them, and he doesn't let go for a long, long time. he says it's because he wants to recharge his battery.

obsessed bf!baku who could spend hours in your presence, even if you were busy with your work. he's fascinated by whatever you're doing, and does his best to understand what you're talking about.

obsessed bf!baku who always makes sure you don't go about your day with an empty stomach. it doesn't matter what meal of the day it is, but you always get little reminders (hi baby! have you eaten? / look at my lunch! what's yours? / you hungry? should i get you something?) to power yourself up.

obsessed bf!baku who will always go with you to get groceries, even if the groceries in question are two missing ingredients you needed to finish making dinner. he trails behind you like a puppy as you pick what you need, while also noticing things that your eyes linger on so that he can buy them for you later.

obsessed bf!baku who wants you to tell him every single detail about your day. it doesn't matter how irrelevant you think it might be. he also likes sharing pictures of what he's doing at the most random times of the day.

obsessed bf!baku who likes seeing you in his clothing. he likes seeing you be comfortable while wearing something of his. and it doesn't hurt when you're out on a date or at some gathering, because people will just know that you're with him when they see you wearing his jacket.

obsessed bf!baku who loves seeing you smile. he's ready to make a fool of himself just to see you giggle at him.

obsessed bf!baku who has spidey senses when it comes to you — he's always holding the door open for you, pulling out your chair, holding your hand and putting it in his pocket when he thinks you're feeling cold, covering the edge of the table when you bend down to pick something up — he's always looking out for you.

obsessed bf!baku who looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky. he swears the moon comes out at night only to see you. he loves seeing you blush, thinking you're cute, but he swears he isn't even trying to fluster you — it's just his love for you, plain and simple.

REQ. I would like to ask Hong Woo-jin, something like: Woo-jin and the reader are having dinner with Geon-woo and his mother, but suddenly Geon-woo's mother asks when Woo-jin and the reader plan to have children, making them both think about the possibility of having children (sorry if it sounds confusing, English is not my first language).

(BLDHS MLST) . hong woojin x fem!reader · est. relationship, slice of life, domestic fluff, discussion of kids

woojin lulled his head low, his eyes peeking just above the used napkin that covered half of his face. you, geonwoo, and his mother were talking, mostly about the weather or silly adult things that he was too distracted to be bothered with. you weren’t really sure how other people hadn’t noticed him yet, suspiciously crouching down alongside the table as he waited for the perfect time to strike.

“kkakkung!” woojin would exclaim, propelling himself up from his crouched-like pose and fully appearing from beneath the table.

the fat, rosy cheeked baby that sat at the next table over squealed in utter joy, easily entertained at the childish game woojin had initiated. a smile almost wider than his face came playing onto his lips, entranced and in complete awe of the adorable infant and her baby giggles. it had been like this for most of the night, you would be deep in conversation with geonwoo’s mother, while woojin kept himself entertained with a few rounds of peek a boo with an infant.

“i think you’re interrupting their dinner, honey.” you announced softly, rubbing your hand over woojin’s shoulder to pull him back to the table with his own family.

“sorry,” he apologized to the couple and waved to the baby, “it’s just that she’s cute and all. fun to play with, too.” he finally rejoined you.

it’s not that he was bored with dinner and the conversations, because he wasn’t. he adored soyeon so much, even as his own mother. but it was evident all he wanted to do was play another round of peek a boo. you can especially see it from the baby that kept making wide-eyed glances towards woojin, wondering if he was going to play with her again.

you noticed that he’s got that effect on kids. he’s good with them and seem to have a way with babies. even soyeon noticed it, admiringly smiling at him before sipping her drink.

“woojin-ah, have you and y/n thought of having one of your own, yet?” she asked sweetly. “don’t you think it’s time? the two of you’d make an adorable little baby.” soyeon encouraged, geonwoo nodding happily in agreement.

you and woojin exchanged glances. the mere idea being put out in the open made his heart flutter, and the genuine twinkle in his eyes appeared as soon as the words rolled off her tongue. his own baby? a mix of you and him, all wrapped up into a little human being he could call his child? it’s not like he hadn’t thought about this before, because he has. in fact, on some occasions, it’s dominated his thoughts late at night. as you slept next to him, soft snores slipping out from you as you were snuggled up beside him, he’d be staring at the ceiling thinking about it, thinking about how the two of you could create a perfect little baby. the idea being brought up again, reminding him of all his late night thoughts, made his chest ache in endearment before he started to excitedly fidget in his seat.

woojin doesn’t think there’s anything he’s ever wanted more. he’s sure of it; he just needs to know if you’re sure of it too, so after dinner, he opened the conversation about trying.

as he slid into the driver’s side of the car, he became nervous. while his knuckles grew whiter as he clutched onto the wheel, he couldn’t make the effort to do so much as glance at you. if he wanted to bring this up, he wanted to do it right. he wanted to make sure the delivery was perfect, and that he didn’t stumble or trip over words like the idiot he felt he was being right now. it wasn’t until ten minutes in, after watching you innocently tuck a piece of hair behind the nape of your ear. that sweet, content sigh that came tumbling so gracefully from your lips made him find a little solace. and, as you placed a hand to his leg subconsciously, he remembered that it was only you. so why would he be nervous?

“that baby,” he started slowly, figuring it was his best way to introduce the topic, “had a lot of fun. such a little thing, chubby and giggly.”

“she’s very cute.” you agree, eyes closing as you rested your head on the headrest.

“really love babies. pretty good with them, too.”

“i know you are, honey.” you hum, adjusting the position of your neck.

“but did you know that ever since i was young, i’ve wanted to one day have kids; two or maybe even three? i couldn’t wait to start a family. my aunt and my mother’s friends always looked so glowy and pretty when they were pregnant. sometimes i can’t help myself but want to see you look the same.”

woojin’s thought about it early in your relationship, truly believed that you’re the one, the one that he could start a family with, the one that would finally make him happy and give him a baby. he wants it so bad; he would take such good care of her, promised himself and you that he’d be there to watch her every step. he just wonders if you’d like that too.

“do you think eomma was right? that it’s time for us to…” woojin asked softly, eyes staring straight at the road ahead.

“maybe.” you shrug. “someday.” you add.

“right, someday. obviously whenever you’re ready.” he breathes nervously, making you squint in curiosity at his awkward mannerisms, “or like soon but whatever…. whenever.”

“well how soon are we talking? you’re kind of busy with geonwoo and i’ve got my own thing going on. i mean, unless—” you laugh, trying to lighten the mood as you noticed his body was quite literally tensing up, “are you ready?”

“let’s just say we did have to worry about it soon. would you still want one?” your lightheartedness did not work, as you could tell he was forcing himself to remember to breathe. you’ve honestly never seen him like this before.

“woojin—”

“actually,” he interjected abruptly, backtracking completely, “nothing, never mind. it’s— i was just wondering.”

his fingers tapped anxiously against the steering wheel, side-eyeing you briefly only to see the puzzled expression on your face as you tried to figure out why the hell he was being so weird. he never exactly hid his feelings about being a dad before, always making little comments about how your children would be the cutest or how he’d be the best father to them. you assumed that maybe it’s because the conversation about it was real now.

a baby, you thought. in secrecy, it had crossed your mind once or twice. there wasn’t a single thing about woojin that you didn’t adore, and a lot of the times you wondered what traits your kids would adopt from him. as much as the idea made your heart flutter and your stomach get all warm and tingly in the best way, you’d have to bring yourself back down to reality and remind yourself that neither of you were in the position to be parents. with his dangerous line of work, and your demanding job, it just didn’t seem like a good idea right now.

you didn’t talk anymore about it the rest of the ride home, however you brought it up again in the middle of the night while you’re both cuddling in bed. “i want it too, if that’s what you were wondering earlier in the car.” you sighed. “i think about it too, sometimes.”

“really?!” woojin shot his head up, optimistic.

“of course i do. and it sounds nice, but… just not right now.” and he nodded, because he knew as well it wasn’t the right time just yet.

woojin rolled you over so that you were now facing him, hugging you against his chest and caressing your head. “but one day, right? you’ll give me a baby one day, won’t you?” he whispered quietly in the darkness of the room and could feel your mouth curling into a smile from where it was brushing over his chest.

(WHC MLST) . includes: yeon sieun, seo juntae, go hyuntak, park humin · fluff, bit of love languages, comfort, whc 2!soft hours

YEON SIEUN

• he loves when your eyes are are always on him

almost like you’re trying to figure him out. or maybe you just like staring at him. he doesn’t really show his love for something so you’d actually have to encourage him to express himself more because you can’t tell if he’s happy or not. but, he does love whenever you’re looking at him. he’s just more secretive about it. sieun knows when you’re watching him, he can feel it, and it makes him feel really good about himself. and in very rare situations, just meeting your eyes can get him… active. but you would never know.

SEO JUNTAE

• he absolutely melts anytime you compliment him

juntae is a sucker for your praise and compliments. it gives him a boost of confidence and he will try his best to do better. he will start blushing in his face and ears but he feels really proud of himself. the first time he tried to compliment you back, his brain gave up as he tried to stutter out a response. you received a note written in shaky letters with an explanation for his behavior. oh my gosh he’s so cute. please just shower him in words of affirmation.

GO HYUNTAK

• he really loves when you ask to play basketball with him

you don’t even have to be good at it, honestly. since basketball is like his passion, spending that quality time you doing what he loves most makes him so happy, especially when you’re the one to ask him. and he really likes to show you every time he gets a new skill or evolves his style of playing, because your amazed look makes him feel so giddy.

PARK HUMIN

• your touch is always so comforting and warm to him

SUM. you and hyuntak have been keeping your relationship a secret for fun, secretly dating for fun, sneaking kisses and moments alone for fun. until the boys finally catch you and three strikes, your not-so-hidden relationship is out.

(WHC MLST) . go hyuntak x fem!reader · includes: yeon sieun, ahn suho, seo juntae, park humin · all fluffy, lots of kissing, sort of b-day fic

your relationship with gotak was a secret. it wasn’t about keeping it a secret because you had to. hyuntak made that clear the first night he kissed you in the furthest hallway after practice. his words breathless and a little shaky as his hands cupped your cheeks so softly. you almost melted right then and there.

“i’m not hiding you,” he’d whispered against your mouth. “i just wanna keep this for us for a little while, y’know?”

and it just stuck.

so now, here you were, sitting on his living room floor on his birthday, your back resting against the couch. there was a half-eaten bag of chips next to you and a bunch of voices overlapping in the background. the whole group’s gathered around, laughing over some dumb show playing on the tv.

baku’s teasing juntae about losing in a game. suho’s sitting cross-legged on the floor, talking to sieun. you’re probably the only one actually watching the show. and hyuntak?

hyuntak was two couch cushions away from you, legs stretched out, hoodie sleeves half covering his hands. and he keeps looking at you.

not obviously. just flickers of eye contact across the room, glances that were supposed to not last too long. the kind that make your heart race because you know what those eyes looked like last night, when he pulled you into his lap and kissed you like he hadn’t seen you in a year. in reality, it was only four hours apart.

you catch him looking again.

he lifts the neck of his hoodie to cover his smile like he’s scratching his cheek, then quickly turns back to listen to whatever suho’s saying.

your cheeks burn, and your stomach flips in the best way.

fifteen minutes later, you slip out to the kitchen under the excuse of ‘grabbing more snacks.’ gotak follows around three minutes after, completely casual and normal. but as soon as the wall hides you from view, he’s pressing close.

his arms wrap around your waist from behind, his nose brushing softly into the crook of your neck. “hey,” he murmurs, voice low and sweet.

“hey yourself, birthday boy.” you lean back into him, biting your bottom lip in a smile. “took you long enough.”

“someone had to not make it obvious,” he teases, lips brushing your ear. “baku’s already suspicious.”

you turn in his arms, your hands resting lazily over his shoulders, eyes catching his under the dim kitchen light. “let him be.”

he kisses you. so soft, and warm, and drawn out. like he’s been craving it since you sat down earlier, and now that he has you alone, he doesn’t want to let go.

his hands slide up your back slowly, fingertips pressing into you through your shirt. your fingers tug gently on the ends of his hair, tilting your head to deepen the kiss.

it’s not sexual. not heated. just the kind of kiss that says i missed you. or i just i need you close. he presses you back against the counter, lips still dancing with yours as his thumbs rub over your hips. then you hear footsteps.

gotak pulls back with a smirk, his breathing a little unsteady. “showtime,” he says under his breath, leaving your cheek with one last kiss before pulling away completely.

you reappear in the living room first, new bag of chips in hand. gotak follows a moment later with a soda, yawning like he totally wasn’t just making out in the kitchen with his girlfriend.

sieun gives him a suspicious look.

“what?” gotak says, eyes wide, completely innocent.

sieun’s eyes narrow, but he says nothing.

gotak plops down on the floor again, this time closer to you. just close enough that your knees brush under the blanket thrown across the floor earlier. and when your fingers sneak under the edge of the blanket to hook around his pinky, he squeezes yours with his once. a silent i love you.

you don’t have to say it out loud yet. you’ve got time.

strike one:

you and hyuntak were just going to ‘check the laundry.’ which is a terrible excuse. neither of you had clothes in the wash. nor anything you’d need to get from the room alone. but the others were too busy fighting over who got to pick the next movie to question it.

and now you’re in the tiny laundry room, secluded from everyone else, pressed up against the dryer. hyuntak’s hands on your waist and his lips on yours. “five minutes,” you whisper between kisses, breathless and smiling. “you promised.”

“i lied,” he mumbles against your mouth, one hand slipping under the hem of your shirt. “sorry not sorry.”

you laugh quietly, fingers trailing up over his shoulders, tugging him closer. he kisses your cheek, then your jaw.

“you’re all warm and soft and look at me like you want to sneak around with me.”

“i do,” you admit, giggling.

and he grins like you just made his entire week. you’re halfway into a hotter kiss when the door handle rattles. you both freeze.

“is this the laundry room?” juntae’s voice calls from the other side. “baku spilled beer on me.”

hyuntak’s eyes widen. he silently mouths “shit”, then scrambles, unnecessarily quickly, backing away from you, and fixing his hoodie. you hop up onto the dryer, grabbing a random sock pile and pretending to sort them like you had been there the whole time. the door opens and juntae pokes his head in. he blinks at you, then at hyuntak.

“…you guys doing laundry?”

“yeah,” you say too fast. “super important laundry business.”

hyuntak nods. “definitely not kissing or anything.”

juntae raises an eyebrow. “what?”

“what?” you both repeat at the same time.

“oh, well, do you mind washing my shirt then? i can’t go home tomorrow smelling like beer,” he asks, handing you his shirt as you take it with a smile. the second the door shuts, you both burst into quiet, breathless laughter.

“definitely not kissing or anything?” you tease, hiding your face in your hands.

hyuntak groans, dragging his own hand down his face. “i panicked.”

you’re still giggling when he steps between your legs, hands resting at your hips again. this time, no kiss. he’s just leaning his forehead against yours, noses brushing with love.

“we’re gonna get caught one day,” he says, voice warm and full of affection.

“probably,” you say. “but not today.”

he smiles. “not today.”

strike two:

it’s past midnight when the house finally settles. the laughter fades out to silence. sleeping bodies on the floor. the tv now off.

you’re curled up under the blanket on the couch, pretending to scroll through your phone while waiting for the right time to sneak away. hyuntak slipped away ten minutes ago, texting you: come to my room in a bit. don’t be obvious.

which, is pretty hard when you have to carefully step around everyone else that’s sprawled around. but you wait. you’re good. and when baku starts snoring, you silently slip off the couch and pad quietly down the hallway to hyuntak’s room.

his bedroom door creaks open just as you knock. knowing him, he was probably waiting and listening with his ear pressed against the door.

“you took forever,” he whispers, pulling you inside and closing it behind you.

“i didn’t want to almost get caught again,” you whisper back, smiling.

he grins. “strike two, then.”

his room is dark except for the faint glow from a lamp on his desk. it casts a warm, golden hue over the room, softening everything and making it more cozy, including him. he’s in sweats and a loose black tee, hair a little tousled from lying down, eyes sleepy but happy the second you step close.

you don’t even speak again. you just fall into each other like magnets. his arms wrapping around your waist instinctively, your face burying into his shoulder, both of you exhaling like this is the only place you’ve wanted to be all day.

“i missed you,” you whisper.

“we were together all night.”

“still missed you.”

he chuckles, pulling you gently toward his bed.

you crawl under the blanket together, limbs tangled, your back to his chest as he drapes his arm over your waist. everything is warm. still and quiet. his nose brushes the back of your neck, and then presses the softest kiss to your skin. “how is this even better when we’re sneaking?”

“probably ‘cause it feels like we’re not supposed to,” you mumble, lacing your fingers with his under the blanket. “makes it feel more…intimate.”

“yeah,” he says quietly. “intimate.”

you stay like that for a while, just breathing together. his hand rests low on your stomach, fingers curled gently against you. you can feel his heartbeat slow and comforting against your back. then he kisses your shoulder again. then your neck. then your jaw.

“hyuntak,” you whisper, half-laughing.

“what?” he murmurs, voice all sleepy mischief. “can’t help it.”

you turn to face him, his face inches from yours. you cup his cheek and kiss him softly. sweet and slow, no rush, just love. his hand slides up your side, warm under your shirt, but he doesn’t push. doesn’t try for more. he just kisses you like you’re the secret he wanted to keep only to himself forever. that’s how you guys liked it.

when you finally pull back, he whispers, “if this is strike two, what’s strike three?” he asks. “getting caught for real?”

“worth it.” you smile. “but not by your parents, though.” your eyes widened.

“won’t be home until noon tomorrow. you think i’d risk this?”

you laugh again, quieter now, and tuck yourself closer. his arm tightens around you. and before sleep takes you both, you hear him murmur one last thing into your hair.

“you’re my favorite part of the day.”

the next morning, the house is loud, baku per usual.

someone turned on music. someone’s (attempting) to cook eggs in the kitchen. sieun’s fussing at suho for using his toothbrush.

you and hyuntak make the mistake of thinking you were in the clear. you didn’t sleep in the same room last night. you snuck back to the couch just before sunrise, yawning and still wrapped in the scent of him. everything seemed perfect.

until you find yourself alone in the hallway with him again. “we’re really pushing it,” you whisper, looking up at him as he leans against the wall near the bathroom.

“we’ve been pushing it,” hyuntak grins, tugging lightly at your sleeve. “you can’t seriously expect me to go a whole morning without kissing you. that’s ridiculous.”

you bite back your smile. “i do expect that, actually.”

he leans in anyway. “please. just one,” he murmurs, already brushing his nose against yours. “real quick. no one’s gonna—”

the door to the hallway bathroom swings open.

suho and sieun.

you don’t even have time to pull apart. hyuntak’s hand is still on your waist, your face still tilted toward his, clearly about to kiss. if not, then pulling away from one.

and it’s silent for all of three seconds. “oh my god!” juntae drops his shirt, coming from the laundry room.

“called it,” baku shouts from the other end of the hall by the kitchen.

suho claps slowly. “wow. we weren’t even trying to catch you and still did.”

hyuntak immediately steps back, rubbing the back of his neck like he’s a child that’s been caught red-handed sneaking cookies. “okay, okay, it’s not what it looks like.”

“tak,” you say flatly. “it’s exactly what it looks like.”

he winces. “yeah. okay. it is.”

“so…” baku leans in, eyes wide with excitement. “how long?”

hyuntak looks at you. you shrug, grinning. “just for a little bit.”

“define a little bit,” sieun deadpans.

“since january,” hyuntak mutters under his breath.

“january?!” juntae shrieks. “you guys have been sneaking around for three months and no one’s noticed?!”

you and hyuntak both start laughing. “we weren’t hiding hiding,” you say. “we just…liked it. keeping it to ourselves.”

baku grins. “i think it’s cute.”

“i think you both make a really nice couple,” juntae says.

sieun sighs, already walking away.

“i’m just glad it’s out now. no more weird tension during movie nights.” suho adds, following after sieun.

hyuntak wraps an arm around your waist, tugging you closer. “guess that’s strike three.”

you lean your head on his shoulder. “worth it.”