#stillmonsterrr

⭑.ᐟ ────── teaching you how to skate, skinship, kissing, tooth rotting fluff, cliche, inaccurate depictions of teaching someone how to skate, f!reader, proofread but still may have errors.

SUNGHOON'S hands grasping yours, guiding you onto the ice, your body wobbling slightly as you stepped on to the slippery surface. 

“It’s ok, I’ve got you.” 

His grip tightening, as he slowly began to skate backwards, you in tow. 

“Just push one foot in front of the other.” 

You clumsily, put one foot in front of the other, gliding. It was not graceful at all but a better attempt than previous visits to the rink. 

“Yeah like that.” 

The pair of you doing multiple laps of the rink, you were getting the hang of it to the point where only one hand of Sunghoon’s was needed to keep you on your feet. Or so you thought. 

His eyes never leaving yours, as he began to pick up speed, his cheeks tinging pink due to the cold. The slight speed increase caused you to be thrown slightly of balance, you gripped his hands in an desperate attempt to stabilise yourself but unfortunately you were like bambi on ice. You fell, bringing down Sunghoon down with you. Before your head could hit the hardness, he placed his hand underneath, bracing it from the fall. 

“Are you ok?” 

He asked, eyes full of worry as he slowly pulled you up off the ice, dusting the flakes that clung to your clothes. 

“I should be the one asking you that but yeah I’m fine. “

He placed a tender kiss to your forehead.

“I promise I’ll go slower this time.” 

Leading you in a loop around the rink, slowly.

⭑.ᐟ ────── cozy early morning with jay, skin ship, established relationship, f!reader, tooth rotting fluff, kissing, proofread but still may have mistakes

The rays of an early morning sun streamed through the linen curtains, casting golden streams of light upon the sleeping forms of you and Jay. Warmth of the light awoke him; turning over to you, as he looked at your face bathing in the gold-made you look ethereal. He’d missed this. 

Even though, had you been awake and heard the compliment, you’d refute, claiming your bed head made you anything but. 

 Leaning over, placing a gentle kiss upon the apple of your cheeks, you stirring slightly upon contact. Another, this time upon the tip of your nose, an effort to awaken you. He hovers slightly over you. You let out a soft groan, eyes opening, squinting as they adjusted to the brightness. Your eyes meeting his, a grin plastering his face. His hair slightly messy, stray pieces loosely hanging across his forehead. Grey shirt slightly rumpled from last nights slumber. 

“Five more minutes.”

You complain, grabbing the unoccupied pillowing and stuffed it over your face, an attempt to block out the light to return to sleep. If you could have it your way, you’d spend the rest of the day cozied up in this bed, maybe not the most productive way to spend the only day you had with him but as long as it was with him, there was no complaints. 

He chuckles, gently tugging the pillow from out of your hands, throwing it to the end of the bed, another groan from you ensues.  

His lips pressing upon your forehead, arms encircling your waist pulling you on top of him, as his back hits the mattress, his way of apologising. 

“Fine, five more minutes and I’ll make breakfast. ” 

How could he say no to you? 

Your head nestling in the crook of his neck, hair tickling the skin. His rhythmic breathing almost lulling you back to sleep. His hands finding their way under your shirt, tracing patterns upon the skin of your lower back. Goosebumps began to form with every brush of his fingers. He was really testing you today, the urge to fall asleep becoming stronger. 

After months of waking up to the other side of the bed, cold you finally got to spend it with the one who warmed it. You basked in the presence of one another, no conflict to disturb the peace for once. Staying like that for a while, nether one wanting to get up. 

Lifting your head you began to place feathery kisses upon the underside of his jaw, a repayment of sorts. A sigh escaping his lips, whispering out, 

“I love you.” 

You paused whispering into his skin,

 “I love you, too.”

⭑.ᐟ ────── playlist for you, reference to the song blue by yung kai, college au!, non idol au!, f!reader, fluffy, skinship, proofread but still may have mistakes

The library was an unofficial, official spot for

NI-KI and You to complete homework. Like clockwork, you’d situate yourselves at the table nestled in the corner by the window. Sitting there in a comfortable silence, until the day gave way to night.

 You were quietly working on your joint project, head bent, hand scribbling away on the paper. To the right, Ni-Ki sat, headphones covering his ears, attention preoccupied on his phone. He hadn’t touched the worksheet in front of him once and it was beginning to annoy you : the project was due in two days.

“You’ve been working so hard ‘ki.”

You sarcastically point out.

He doesn’t  hear you. You repeat yourself. Still no response. You lightly tap on his shoulder, letting out a sign of annoyance as you do so. He turns to face you for the first time in the couple of hours that you’ve been there. Placing his headphones around his neck.

“What?”

You repeat again, for the third time.

“You’ve been working so hard ‘ki.”

“This is hard work.”

He quips back, focusing back on the phone.

You roll your eyes and lean over, head resting on his shoulder to try to get a glimpse at what had been keeping his attention for so long. Before you could actually look he lifted it up to a height that would not be able to be seen by your eyes. Your stomach dropped, hoping that whatever he was hiding was not what your mind had wondered too.

“Is there something you’d like to tell me?”

He looked at you with a pang of guilt. Arm lowering to let the phone rest upon the desk.

“No.”

He unhooks his headphones from around his own neck and places them down over your ears. His fingers press down on his phone. His eyes now trained on yours as if to await a reaction. The first few notes of the song you listened to on your first date flooded your ears. The pang of fear dissipated. You pick the phone off the desk, scrolling through the playlist, filled with songs from other special occasions. Project forgotten about, a problem for later. 

“So that’s what’s been so important, you still need to finish your part y’know.”

as you reach for his hand, intertwining.

He shrugs sheepishly.

“That one,” he points to one song in particular

“Reminds me of you.”

so let me fly with you, will you be forever with me?

⭑.ᐟ ────── tutoring you through physics, inaccurate explanations of how to do physics, f!reader, nonidol!au, tutor!jake, toothrotting fluff, skinship, cliche, proofread but still may have mistakes.

“So do I just add that one to this?” 

You ask head in your hands, eyes trained on the endless page of equations. 

“Not quite you have to times this by this.” 

JAKE explained his finger dragging across the numbers. 

“Ugh! I’m gonna fail this test!” 

You flop back onto your bed, grabbing a pillow to cover your eyes. He leans over taking the pillow, gently, from your hands. 

“Not when I’m here.” 

He took your hand and pulled you back to sitting positon, taking his seat across from you. A slight blush dusting both of your cheeks at the touch. 

He picked up your discarded pencil and began to scribble some notes as a feeble attempt to hide the heat rising upon his cheeks 

 “Here that should be easier to follow.” 

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚

“Jake!” 

He whipped his head around,  you began running down the hallway to catch up. Dodging the crowds of students that loitered. You shoved a piece of paper in his face, in the corner written in blue ink was 100%. 

“Thank you, I couldn’t have done it without you!” 

Without thinking, you wrapped your arms around his neck, a hug. He staggered backwards arms awkwardly pinned to the side. His brain shortcutting until he processed what was happening and returned the favour. You released him with a sheepish smile, 

“Sorry.” 

Face as red as a tomato. 

“S’ok.” 

Jake couldn’t contain the smile that was beginning to form.