#tinyverse writes

nothing's stopping you now and your sudden boost of confidence due to the intense amount of alcohol intake you had as you strut your way towards the tall man that you've been eyeing for since you came to the venue of the wedding. all the flirting that you two shared along with alcohol brings you on the bed of your hotel room, whimpering, writhing, and moaning underneath him. but how did you exactly get there?

"i expect you to be there to be one of my bridesmaids y/n! and yanan is there~ hyunggu invited him." your friend said when she came to your house, handing you an invitation for her wedding which will take place a few months later. of course you can't say no to your friend because you, yourself are very glad that she and hyunggu are about to start a new chapter of their lives as a couple but there's also another reason aside from that. the moment his name rolled out from your friend's lips saying that he's coming as well, your smile got wider as you told her, "of course i will totally be there! can't wait to witness you two finally marrying each other!".

you and your friend talked for a while before she left to hand the rest of the invitation to the guests. as soon as she left, you leaned against the wall next to your door, letting out the breath that you didn't know you were holding ever since your friend mentioned his name. you hate to admit it but you are overly head over heels for yanan to the point that even if someone just simply mentions his name, this had your stomach swooping. the first time you met yanan was when your friend invited you to her birthday party in which he was invited as well. and the moment you saw him, you could dedicate to him a taylor swift song especially along the lines of 'he's so tall, and handsome as hell' because indeed it clearly describes yanan. but there is one thing that is the problem here; you don't know how to flirt at him. well it's not that you really have no capabilities when it comes to flirting since you already flirted with some other guys a lot of times before but it is because you think you may not handle it if ever yanan flirts back at you or heck, you can't even handle being close to him either. for you, it's like you're a kid from kindergarten that gets shy if their crush is nearby which is a total opposite of what you usually are if you're flirting. if he flirts back, you think you may melt on the spot. your friend knows how much you feel about yanan so as a helpful friend she is, there was once a time where she set you up with yanan for a double date along with her and hyunggu but then again, you can't handle getting close and flirting at him so you ditched your date which ends up yanan thirdwheeling the two. you already plotted a lot of plans for how many times already on how to flirt at him whenever you come across each other but the moment you get to see him, all of those plans are erased and it annoys you how all of your plans are failing all the time.

so there you are, slumped on your bed, face flat against it as you brainstorm on how to flirt at him at the wedding or even at the future gatherings regarding the wedding. you were thinking that you should start by small talks. yes, that's right. start with casual small talks then gradually escalate it into flirting- the usual plan that you have but always failed. you then came to think about what would happen at the wedding, completely forgetting about your plan on flirting him. seeing your friend finally in a wedding dress, you wearing a dress as one of the bridesmaids, and oh- yanan wearing a suit. yes. yanan in a suit. this thought made you squeal against the mattress. thinking about what he looks like wearing a suit, how this highlights his long legs, how his outfit would accentuate his hips, shoulders and his chest, and so much more thoughts that actually lead you to sinful ones. thoughts that include how you slowly unbutton his dress shirt while kissing him slowly, how you ride his thigh or his crotch while he's still in his pants, and how he would use the tie of his suit on you. you tried to shake those thoughts off of your mind but you ended up awake at night, fingers curled inside your dripping core as you moaned his name breathlessly until you came which is the same thing that you did the night before the big event since you were way too excited for seeing yanan in a suit. you concluded that it would make you lose your mind and would just give in right in front of him.

and so it is the wedding day. you're all dressed up in a light blue dress that you picked when you and your friend went shopping and chose what the bridesmaids would wear. while you're walking down the aisle, your eyes instantly laid onto yanan who's fully dressed up in his suit which almost made you lose your focus. you tried your best to maintain your composure while walking before you're finally seated on your assigned seat, letting out a breath that you've been holding during your march.

throughout the wedding, your focus was on the couple whom you are very proud of. but at the same time, you can't help but to steal glances at yanan who looked hella fine even though it's been almost an hour since the ceremony started. your eyes caught the way he casually fixed his outfit. even though it's just a casual action, your mind is going insane on the spot the moment you saw him fixing his sleeves and loosening his tie. your sinful thoughts started to creep into your mind so you mentally slapped yourself a couple of times, bringing your focus back to the wedding.

the wedding ended with the couple sealing their marriage with a kiss. the bride then ordered the ladies, including you, to gather right behind her before she tossed her bouquet backwards and with the power of all the mysterious forces and you reaching out for it, you caught the bouquet. the people in the venue clapped while you squealed. and as if it's by instinct, you even have a might to stare at yanan, giving him a knowing look which made his friends seated next to him nudged him and your friend laughing lightly at your antics. you were able to catch the way yanan lifted the corner of his lips to a smirk which instantly made your insides flip. your thoughts start to wander on what his reaction meant but you weren't able to pin it.

it was already the reception. some of the guests, including you, gave their messages and best wishes for the newlyweds. it's now yanan who's going to give his message to the couple so you took the time to mesmerize his irresistible features from the moment he stood up from his seat and walked his way towards the platform, like it's his runway, and until he started to speak on the mic. at the same time, you try to refrain yourself from getting so whipped for him as you occasionally take a sip from your tequila while you're chilling at the bar. this doesn't help you either because after yanan is done with his little message and returned to his seat, you were able to catch his gaze on you which made you chug your drink in one gulp, forgetting the burning feeling of the alcohol against the back of your throat. you ended up distracting yourself from your thoughts with the help of alcohol but distracting had no effect on you anymore, instead you're now drunk. your need to get closer and feel him grows even more, desire burning you like you'll turn into ashes anytime. this is the effect that you have because of the man that hasn't even touched you yet and nothing is stopping you now. this is total contrast to what you may do if you're not drunk.

you approached him by the table where he's seated alone, slithering your fingers on his shoulder as you sit next to him.

"hey there yanan" you called him almost seductively while your fingers are tracing the fabric of his suit on his shoulder.

"oh hi y/n" he spoke before he took a sip from his drink. the way how your name slips off from his lips sends chills to your spine and made your insides flip. "you look great tonight." he added.

"so do you." you said as your fingers run down to his collar, occasionally leaving featherlight touches on the skin of his neck. "you look good in a suit- it makes me question my sanity, mister." you leaned in to whisper right on his ear which made him chuckle darkly, causing you to instantly cross your legs tighter.

however, yanan would like to test the waters first to see if you're someone who's really into him. considering he's been flirted by a lot of different people already, he's already encountered different tactics of flirting and most them are just for fun or just for the benefit of themselves. the ones that he encountered started at a small talk then escalates it to flirting him completely and others started by pretending to accidentally bump him or made a small physical contact with him and none of those cliché ones impressed him. but the thing that you're doing is totally different from what he used to; yours is way too straightforward which is what he likes. he was hesitant at first since he knows that you're drunk because of the smell of alcohol coming from you but what makes him think that you're really into him is those lingering gazes that you never knew he noticed, plus the one that you gave to him when you caught the bouquet earlier.

"question your sanity? is that why you were looking at me like that earlier when you caught the bouquet?" yanan asked, planting one of his elbows on the table while his other hand was on his hips. a sign that he became interested on how this thing will go.

"nope." you answered instantly, playing with the glass that you're holding before you paused and looked at him. "not just questioning it but losing it as well. i already lost my sanity on you before this wedding was planned, mister."

"oh really? mind if you tell me when and how it started?" he propped his chin on his palm, showing that he became much more interested on what else you can do.

"you're so damn irresistible, baby. from the moment y/f/n introduced you to me, you had this kind of effect on me and you got no idea what it is." your hands starts to fiddle with his tie and a part of you wants to tug it and pull him closer to you, as if this close proximity that you two are having is not enough for you.

"show me then." and with what yanan said made you pull him by his tie before you leaned closer to his ear.

"room 406. come over after the reception." you whispered, lips brushing against his ear as you did then pulled away before you walts your way from him to head to your hotel room.

thankful yanan is since the reception ended a few minutes after you left the area. he left the venue shortly after he bid his congratulations to the couple, taking the elevator on the way to your room.

on the other hand, you were in your room, dancing all by yourself while vibing through body party by ciara that was playing on your phone. you were then disrupted by a knock on the door which is followed by a voice saying that it is room service. despite how much the man by the door tried his best to somewhat change his voice, you're able to identify who the man is which made a smile crept up to your lips as you went to open the door.

"hey there handsome." you greeted as you leaned by the doorframe, hair a bit messy from all the dancing you did in your room earlier.

"hey there sweetface." he greeted back after a chuckle. "do you want any of my services madame?"

"ah- yes." you slowly raked your hand up to his chest then gripped his tie. "you." then you said with a growl before pulling yanan by his tie, kissing him hungrily while pulling him inside of your room. one of his hands dropped to your waist while the other is reaching out for the doorknob, locking it up as he kisses you back.

"you pulled me by my tie for twice already. do you really love my tie that much?" he said against your lips after he pulled away shortly.

"yeah" you said, almost breathlessly. "and i would love to know how you are going to use your tie on me, mister." and with that, yanan crashed his lips onto yours- tilting his head to the side as he deepens the kiss. you kissed him back in the same manner with his as if you're starving and that's what you needed in order to survive. he then lowers himself, kissing and nibbling the exposed skin of your neck, jaw, and shoulders as he unzips your dress. he lets your dress fall down to the floor before he guides the both of you to your bed, hands roaming around your body as he does. you started to feel sparks igniting all over your senses with his touch and at the same time, you felt yourself getting wetter which caused you to rub your thighs together. this however, was noticed by yanan who immediately pries your legs open and settles his knee between them. you let out your first moan for tonight when you felt him rub his knee against your clothed core. the moment he heard you moan, he had an idea popped up in his mind. yanan lifts you up, hand at the small of your back as he guides you on his lap while he sits up on the edge of the bed.

"mind if you ride my thigh sweetie?" he asked, hands are already on your waist.

"absolutely." then you wrapped your arms around his shoulders before you start to rock your hips, grinding against his thigh which had you throwing your head back and lets out a couple of moans. yanan grabbed the opportunity to suck the skin of your neck, leaving some bluish to purple marks. his name rolled out from your lips as you moaned sweetly and he grunts lightly as he felt his pants gets tighter in each noise that you make. he flexes his thigh occasionally that caused you to pick up your pace, whimpering helplessly. your wetness seeps even more from your panties and you were able to see how your wetness stained his pants.

"is this how you want me so bad?" yanan asked, grunting once again when your thigh occasionally brushed against the tent forming on his pants. "had you so fucking wet with just my thigh only."

"not just that yanan." you said with a slight growl stitched to your voice before you get off from his thigh and lower yourself, kneeling in front of the bed where he's seated. you palm him through his pants before unzipping them which earned a moan from him. the noises he makes had you clenching over nothing, getting impatient for the need to have him buried deep inside you. but you still have something in mind so after you unzipped his pants, you pulled them down along with his boxers, letting his cock spring free right before your eyes that had yanan hissing.

his cock is in the perfect size, you say. thick and long enough that you think will bring you straight to heaven the moment it stretches your tight muscles. his precum glistening at his pinkish tip that had you chewing on your bottom lip before you start to lick them off of him, tasting his sweet precum. yanan braced his palms on the mattress, throwing his head back as he moaned. you gave his tip a few kitten licks before taking them whole, sucking and twirling your tongue around his tip while your hand is now wrapped around the shaft, jerking him.

"oh fuck- it feels so fucking good." yanan moaned, biting onto his bottom lip as he tries to not buck his hips and fuck your mouth.

as you continue to jerk the rest of his cock with your hand, you feel your drool dripping through his shaft. you spread them even more as you jerk him, slicking him up before you decided to take him whole. you feel yanan almost bucked his hips to your mouth as he lets out a rather loud moan. you bob your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks to somewhat fit him into your mouth but his tip is already hitting the back of your throat.

yanan on the other hand had enough of restraining himself from fucking your mouth so one of his hands found your hair and gripped them for a makeshift ponytail before he pulls you away and pushes you back in, a choked out moan escaping his lips. he starts to buck his hips to yours, fucking your mouth completely. you were whimpering at the back of your throat whenever you hear his moans that had your pussy clenching over nothing and soaking wet even more. yanan's moans gets louder as he speeds up, you almost consider them as a music to your ears the noises he makes. yanan feels the same way too but in his case, each noise that you create sends vibrations to his cock that causes it to twitch, continuing to do so until he came and shoots his load into your throat. you did not waste each drop of his cum and swallows them, licking your lips afterwards before you sit back on his lap and kissed him. yanan moaned between kisses as he got a taste of himself while you start to take off his coat, loosen his tie and unbutton his dress shirt. he placed you back on the bed, hovering above you while you took the chance to roam your hands around his torso. he pulls away from the kiss, removing his tie and his shirt completely.

"you said you love to know how i am gonna use my tie on you, right?" he asked then you nod as you looked at his orbs, full of lust. yanan grabbed both of your wrist and ties them together before tying them onto one of the posts of the headboard of the bed. "here we go." he said as he finished tying then pulled away, kneeling on the bed as he admires how you're tied on the bed. "perfect." he said with a growl, corner of his lips lifting up to a smirk.

you're squirming against the mattress as you felt his gaze on you that is like he's a predator, ready to devour his prey anytime. he leans in for a searing kiss before he trails down to your chest, planting wet kisses before he latches his mouth onto one of your nipples and sucks them while he plays with the other nipple by pinching and flicking it. a loud moan along with his name bursting off of your lungs as you fist your hands over nothing, desperate to have your hands around him while he makes you feel good. while continuing his ministrations, he sneaks his other hand down between to your inner thighs and rubs them teasingly.

"f-fuck yanan stop teasing- i've been holding on for too long to not to be teased like this." you whined, lifting your lower half in hopes of having contact with his hand to your clothed core.

he chuckled darkly before he brings his hand close to your heat, running his fingers through the prominent slit on your panties.

"so damn wet for me." he says with a hint of amusement to his tone. "imagine how my cock would slip easily in and out of you just because of how wet you are."

"just fuck me already yanan!" you scolded him with a whine.

"no sweetie, i need to prep you first. do you think you could handle this cock that i got with how small you are?" you got speechless with his words and with that, yanan discarded your panties off of you and shoved two of his fingers to your heat. you arched your back against the mattress, moaning so loudly as he stretches and scissors you with his fingers. after a couple of thrusts, he added another digit and continues to finger you as he plays with your breasts, sucking and pinching them with his other hand.

"y-yanan" you moan his name sweetly, letting out a couple of moans that echoes all over the room. with the noises that you make, he snaps his wrist faster- picking up the pace. he brings his thumb on your clit, rubbing them as he fingers you. a soft grunt leaving his throat every time he feels you clenching around his fingers.

meanwhile, you're a mess- whining and whimpering underneath him which gets louder as you feel yourself getting closer to your peak. your knuckles turn white as you circle your fist tight since you're holding onto nothing, moaning his name like a mantra.

"oh fuck- y-yanan i'm gonna-" you were cut off when you part your lips, screaming silently as you came on his fingers. yanan brings his fingers to his lips, licking and sucking your juices but he made sure he left some for you. chest heaving as you catch your breath, you look at yanan with full of lust as you watch the sight before your eyes. he pries your lips open with his fingers then shoved them in. you groaned around his fingers as you got a taste of yourself and sucked his fingers clean.

"you use your mouth so well on me sweetie." yanan cooed, caressing your cheek with his thumb. "now-" he flips you flat on your stomach then lifts your lower half. "let's see how good your pussy is." then he plunges his member into your heat, groaning at how your tight walls are hugging him. he went in inch by inch before bottoming out, letting you adjust. you took the time to adjust and stabilize your breathing before you told him to move as soon as you deemed that you're ready.

he slowly pulls out until the tip which had you hissing before he slams back in rather hard and you could somewhat feel the bed move and its headrest hit the wall lightly at the force that yanan applied. he starts to thrust at a moderate pace, holding your waist tight as he do so. both of your moans that blend well together echoes the room. a moan of your name slips off from yanan's lips which had you clenching around him then you yelped as you felt a stinging sensation against your ass when his palm made contact with it. he continues to fuck you while slapping your ass, timing it with his thrust which had you moaning his name breathlessly.

"oh fucking god- y/n" slap. "despite on how little you are, you take me so well. do i make you feel so good, am i right?" another slap. "do i hit your sweet spot?" another slap. "is this what you wanted for a long time huh y/n?" and another slap.

"fuck yes! yes yanan!" you managed to answer, nodding frantically as you did. despite on how deep he is buried inside you, you're still desperate for more. but you cannot do anything since your hands are tied and it tightened even more when he flipped you earlier. so you start to grind your ass against his, timing it with his thrusts as well. yanan, however, sensed your need so he went to pick up his pace without a warning but you anticipated it anyways.

"oh y-yanan! oh fuck-" both of your moans that are getting louder each second accompanied by skin slapping noises, dominates the room. you two are immersed with the pleasure that spreads throughout your entire senses to the point that the two of you completely ignore the banging on the wall which is followed by a voice coming from the newlyweds next door, complaining about your noises.

"look at you- so little but able to take my cock so well, willing to get ruined by it." yanan chuckled darkly before he sneaks a hand down between your thighs and starts to play with your clit. the moment he's done it had you throwing your back and closed your eyes shut, mouth hung open for a loud and long moan due to the immense amount of pleasure given to you.

you feel yourself approaching your second orgasm and your thighs are now shaking, moaning and whimpering helplessly. yanan lets out lewd noises as well each time your walls are clenching around his cock.

"you close sweetie?" yanan asked almost breathlessly and you answered with a nod. soon after, his thrusts are getting sloppy, feeling his high approaching as well but he's able to fuck you harder to bring you closer to the edge. you part your lips for a loud and high pitched moan as you finally came, coating yanan's dick with your juices. yanan pulls out of you as well after a few thrusts, flipping you back and made you open your lips with his cock and shoved it inside before he starts to fuck your mouth for the second time tonight. your noises are now muffled but it sends vibrations to his member which makes his noises increase in volume. he quickened his pace and you were able to feel around your mouth how his cock is twitching. he came right after, a choked moan leaving his lips. you swallowed and sucked each drop of his cum, but some are leaking out from the corner of your lips. he stilled for a second before he pulls out, bringing his thumb to the corner of your lips to shove those cum back into your mouth. after you have them swallowed, he cups your cheeks and dives in for a kiss which is slow and sensual. he reaches out to your restraints, setting your hands free and he soothes the skin of your wrists in the midst of your kiss. he pulls away, licking his lips and stares at you briefly before he lays down next to you, catching his breath.

you two remained there, catching your breaths for a few moments. yanan was about to speak something as soon as he felt his breathing was stable but he's disturbed by a knock on the wall.

"are you guys done now? we are going to sleep now okay?" it was hyunggu, one of the newlyweds.

both of you bursted out laughing upon knowing that they heard all of your noises from earlier's activities.

"we were loud." you said, chuckling lightly.

"you were very loud." yanan replied, booping the tip of your nose before he pecks it. "and you're very irresistible as well sweetie."

- by tinyverse-writes

"yes.. i'll see you there.. thank you for giving me this opportunity to work on your song.. yes.. bye." your call with the artist that you agreed to have a collaboration with ended, telling you to meet at a certain date and place for a meeting along with another songwriter that he invited as well. you then went to list this down into your schedule before you continue to prepare for your lunch.

this is already a part of your career as a songwriter, an artist (or their management) contacts you, asking for you to write songs and once agreed by both parties, a collaboration exists. you already wrote a lot of songs for different artists and aside from writing for them, you write for yourself as well— performing them under the name of c.lover which is the screen name that you use as a songwriter then uploading them to various music platforms. you started writing songs ever since you were in highschool. most of their lyrics are about your feelings that you have for your crush at that time and there are some of them that is about how hard and boring school life is but still you have to get through it. at an early age of being invested in songwriting, you started to showcase your ability until you gained the career that you want at an early age as well. you've never expected to collaborate with big artists and heck even a collaboration with an artist is something that you don't even expect of. speaking of collaboration, the artist that you're going to meet next week is a big artist as well and even though you already collaborated with a lot of big artists, you're still anxious plus the fact that you're working with another songwriter.

the day of the meeting came. you arrived a bit early at the venue of the meeting which is at one of the meeting rooms of the entertainment company the artist is in. the artist and his manager welcomed you and gestured you to settle down when you arrived, telling you that the meeting will start a little later since the other songwriter that you're going to be working with texted that he'll be a little late because his car stopped on his way here and is now at an auto repair shop. while waiting for the other person in this project, you and the artist shared some stories with each other- talking about how both your career started, how and when you two discovered the talent that you have and such.

"so what was the first song you wrote about?" the artist came to ask. you don't usually tend to overshare your stories to anyone but since this is a part of your job and serves as a means of conversation with your client, you shared the story behind the first song you wrote- telling the artist that it's basically about your highschool crush. in the midst of your storytelling about it, the door of the meeting room cracked open which is then followed by a figure stepping inside- a figure that is rather familiar to you.

"hello i'm sorry i just arrived. i just took a bus on my way here since my car's under repair." speaking of the devil, it's your highschool crush, the one who just stepped inside.

"it's totally fine ravn good thing you told me beforehand. ah- by the way this is c.lover and the two of you are going to work with me on this project." the artist said, introducing you to him as if you and this guy who just got in haven't met yet. you immediately get it that he's the other songwriter that you're working with. ravn is not a terrible choice of a name, you thought. you were about to reach out a hand for a handshake not until he says your real name, a hint of surprise stitched at his voice.

"you guys already know each other?" the artist asked, looking at each of you and was surprised as well.

"y-yeah we do. actually-" and before youngjo- or ravn- speak any further, you butted in.

"we were best buds in highschool- well technically every history class since we're seatmates who don't even bother listening to the class- but yeah we're friends. right youngjo?" that was actually true by the way except for the part that you guys are still friends since you completely forgot the relationship that you both used to have.

"yeah you're right y/n. we were. great seeing you after such a long time." he said, flashing a smile. that damned smile.

"same goes for me."

"oh wow so this must be your little reunion then?" you almost forgot about the artist's existence for a brief moment. "what a small world! never would've thought that ravn here is a friend of yours!" no mister, he's NOT just a friend. he's the highschool crush that you two have been talking about minutes ago.

then the meeting started and it actually went smoothly. you talked about what the artist wanted the song would be, what's its lyrics, the message it conveys and such, things regarding the timeframe when the project will start and will end and how long would it last, and etc. once the meeting ended, the artist and his manager left instantly, saying that he has some urgent matters which makes you and youngjo left in the meeting room. 

as soon as the presence of you two are left in the room, a hint of awkwardness seeps in the atmosphere of the room. you, who wants to escape from it and wanna go home immediately (and probably scream a ton in your home upon seeing that goddamned face of the guy you once liked), bid your goodbye to him.

"it's-uh.. it's great seeing you again youngjo- after erm a long time." you cleared your throat mid-sentence

"it's great seeing you too y/n." he said with a smile curving on his lips. CAN HE PLEASE STOP FLASHING THAT GODDAMN SMILE OF HIS??!

"yeah.. i gotta go home now youngjo. s-see you around? i guess?"

"uhm-actually my car is still in the repair shop so.." he sucks a breath. "mind if you give me a drive? let's take this as a mini hangout after the reunion that we had today."

"sure no problem like- who am i to say no?" a person who used to have damn feelings for him and is writing songs about him genius.

and with that, both of you left the building then head to where your car is parked before you start to drive off. throughout the ride, and with him by the shotgun, you guys started to talk about how your lives have been. how the two of you started at the career of being a songwriter, how you came up with your screen names, and such.

"ravn huh? not a terrible choice of a name you got there." your eyes are glued on the road as you steer the wheel.

"i actually came up with it because of my favorite character in x-men."

"mystique? no way!" you gasped lightly.

"yeah i just removed the letter e to make it seem cool." he said with a chuckle. "how about you? how did you come up with that name?"

"you know the four leaf clover, right? my name's pronounced just like that. it's not 'see-lover' but it's just simply pronounced as 'clover'. just added a dot between c and l for it to seem cool as well. and also i like clover among all the cards in the deck so-" you laughed lightly which he did as well.

it went silent for a brief moment not until he starts to speak again.

"do you still remember that time when we were love chained during our last years in highschool?” ah yes. when both of you were love chained one time during your last year in highschool. love chain is one of the shenanigans that the school’s student council pulls off annually during valentine’s day. students fill up the form with their names and whom they want to be love chained with, or they simply put a random student’s name just for fun and that’s actually how you and youngjo ended up love chained during that time. 

a student knocks on the door of your classroom then calls out both of your names and the next thing you knew is both of your wrists were tied together with a cable tie (instead of chains or handcuffs) by that student which turns out to be one of the officers of the student council. the whole class cheered and teased as you sat next to each other and the rest is history.

you remember it well. in fact, you even made a song that its title is none other than love chained and it is about none other than youngjo and your feelings with him, the typical subject.

“yeah i do remember that.” you smiled faintly. “still got no idea who listed our names there.” both of you laughed it off before the atmosphere in the car turns awkward for the rest of the ride to his house.

everything you told earlier about you and youngjo when he arrived before the meeting starts are all true. you two used to be friends and seatmates in your history class back in highschool. one thing that you didn’t say earlier about him is that he was your highschool crush. you actually confessed to him before and youngjo, a good friend he is, understands your feelings and also your intention to not make things awkward between you two so he maintained your friendship until the rest of your years in highschool.

were you glad upon seeing him again? yes. but you can't help it but to feel awkward especially for the fact that he’s the main subject of some of your songs that you wrote. unbeknownst to you, youngjo felt the same. he wants to tell you something that he probably must’ve said years ago before you took your own paths.

“there- just park it right there..” youngjo points at a vacant area where to park your car to drop him off. he unbuckled the seatbelt after a sigh then bids his goodbye to you.

“it is so great upon seeing you again y/n.. it’s been ages.” he said with a faint smile.

“me too.. see you at work then?”

“yeah see you!” you hummed as he opened the car door, stepping out from it then closed it. he was hesitating over something at first but he then just waved goodbye to you which you reciprocated before you steered the wheel as you drive away from his place.

you arrived home safely, slumping on your bed immediately as you stepped into your room. 

you’re definitely going to write about that. definitely going to write a song about that. so you rise up from your bed and head to your desk, dragging your little notebook where you keep your drafts of song lyrics onto your desk and open it to a blank page before you start scribbling your pen against it while writing phrases such as “it’s been a while..”, “how are you..?”, or “you still have that same look when you give me that damned smile”.

your mind’s running wild during that night. in fact, you finished writing that entire song about him again since your brain became productive just because of your little reunion with him.

a week or two later, you two met again but for work purposes. it was the start of the project. you and youngjo shared the lyrics that each of you wrote to the artist to which he really liked and gave you compliments. after that, the two of you merged the lyrics that you wrote with the help of the artist himself. since both of the lyrics that you wrote share the same idea, there are only a few lines diminished and removed from the original lyrics. days later you met with them again but this time, to bring the lyrics into life. deciding on how the song goes, its tune, melody, and beat to which followed by production. the process lasted for months or so including the recording. 

the whole process in creating the track finally ended in accordance to the time table. the song fades as it ended, anything but silence then comes out from the speakers of the studio. you and youngjo seated on the couch while the artist was on the swivel chair with his manager next to him. a brief silence echoes the room as you both wait for the artist's reaction about how was the outcome of the song.

"i.. this is amazing- i didn't regret upon picking you two for this song." he said which had you and youngjo cheered silently and at the same time letting a sigh of relief. you both thanked the artist who also thanked you two as well. after calling everything a day, the artist offered to have a dinner along with the two of you which you both didn't reject.

after a plate of your puttanesca and a glass of grape juice, you bid your goodbyes to each other to which youngjo did as well. as per usual thing that you and youngjo do ever since this project started, you both decided to go home together. however, instead of parting ways once you drive him to his home, he decided to invite you over to his apartment which is surprisingly wider than it seems to be.

he gave you a tour around his place until you both reached his studio. blue to pink gradient lights dimmed the room due to the LED lights he installed. your eyes scan through his collection of vinyl displayed in the room, a few are familiar to you especially those chet baker ones. his studio feels cozy like you could just sleep in it.

aside from showing him his collection of vinyls and albums, he also showed to you some song drafts he made in his computer and also some of his already released songs. as you nod your head while listening to the third song that he's playing, your eyes land on a notebook on top of a stack of papers. curious to what that is, you ask him while your hand reaches out to grab it.

"ah that's where i write my lyrics" he answered. he explained that some are from the songs he played earlier as you scan through the pages. while reading through the lyrics he wrote, you can't help but to think that he was pertaining these lyrics to a certain person which isn't you. 

"oh- that one, i haven't worked on this yet." he said as soon as he saw that you turn to the page where he wrote the lyrics that he haven't start to work it into a song.

"ooh~ i'll go read this and give you my feedback." he nods as he lets you do so, watching how your brows are furrowed as you read it. you on the other hand have your expressions changed as you read further, having really familiar details seen from his lyrics.

"..days when i was dumb to know what i felt each time we're next to each other.." hmm okay, you two used to sit next to each other during history class. but he might be referring to a different person.

"..straps of both our bags are tied just for fun, didn't realize that my heartstrings does as well.." and you both did tie the straps of your school bags before just for fun.

".. didn't know that i got love chained as well.." love chain.. that goddamn love chain.

"o-oh.. this would be intriguing- like the people would be curious if whom you're referring to in this song." 

"how about you? do you have a slight idea if who i am pertaining to?" he chuckled.

"is it about me?" you finished your question with an almost awkward laugh to somewhat turn it as a joke.

"you're so clever c.lover. what if i tell you that you're right?"

"there is no way." you chuckled. "like duh~ you told me before that you can't promise a return." youngjo shook his head lightly while approaching you who were seated on his swivel chair, bracing his hands to its armrest as he lowered himself to your eye level.

"y/n.. it's all about you all this time." you roll your eyes while you divert your gaze from him as you thought that this is some kind of prank he was just pulling off.

you scoffed. "oh come on youngjo- you've got to be kidding me right now." he brings both of his hands to cup your face and make you look at him.

"y/n listen- you're in every lyric that i write. i thought this would be the best way to tell you that i came to a realization that i have these feelings for you as well." you gulp. still don't know how to process this because as far as you could remember, you were the one who had feelings for him in the first place and you do believe that whoever has feelings first, they are the ones who are losing.

you let out a chuckle, voice starting to get shaky as you try to speak. "so you just realized that you liked me too? youngjo, you just can't- not when i was the one who confessed to you first!"

"y/n i'm so sorry! i blame myself for being dumb to not realize that i was falling for you as well. i wish i could've just told you sooner."

"but youngjo, i waited. i waited for almost five years and spent it pining over you, wishing and praying that you'll fall for me as well." you don't know what to feel. you want to be mad at him and at the same time shed into tears and both are because of him confessing this late while you thought about those years wishing for him to reciprocate your feelings.

youngjo stutters before he speaks. "but we could give it a try right? am i still there y/n?" 

you shook your head repeatedly. "youngjo, i already did my waiting and i became sick of it. now move. i still have to go home.." you said without batting an eye at him.

he now crouches down, bringing both of his hands to your shoulders and all he said is all sorts of sorry. "y/n i really am sorry. i truly blame myself for finding it out too late."

"you know what? you're right. you were really dumb to realize it.. that you didn't might even thought that what if you told me this late when i already ended everything about what i felt about you. you haven't thought about it right?" he remained silent, finding himself guilty since he never really spared a thought on what if you already stopped your feelings for him and he became complacent that you two would finally have mutual feelings.

his hands drop down to yours, holding them and rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles as he looks up at you while you never spared a glance at him. silence lingers across the room for a moment not until some sniffling could be heard. you were sobbing quietly and youngjo hesitantly reached a hand to wipe off your tears but you swat his hand away before you stood up and grabbed your bag.

"i'm leaving." that was your last words before you left him, his studio and his residence. youngjo remained in his spot and kneels with his head down, breath shaking and after a while a tear drops down to the material of his jeans. 

he truly blames himself for everything- for him realizing what he feels but it's already late, for making you cry before you walked out, and most importantly, for making you wait for nothing. 

he stood up to his feet and occupied the chair that you sat earlier before staring up at the ceiling while he just let his tears run and dry up on his cheeks, contemplating everything. he wished he could go back to the time where you confessed to him or maybe days or weeks after you did. maybe everything would go well if he just told you much earlier before you fell out from him. 

you on the other hand stared at the ceiling of your room as well while you lay flat on your bed, tears are already dried on your cheeks. this scenario isn't new to you because you tend to cry over him through the years that you spent pining over him. speaking of years, you begun to think that maybe you didn't wait much longer, that those five years of waiting for him aren't enough. a part of you thought that you're at fault as well, for giving him hope that you two might end up together because of your confession to him years ago and for not waiting much longer.

after a month or so, the artist that you two collaborated with released a new album in which the song that you and youngjo worked on is included and in those months, you and youngjo never talked a single bit. no calls, no messages or whatever. back to the collaboration and the song, you were proud that your name was on the credits especially when the song went up in various charts. that's another achievement that you have. the artist actually sent a text message to you which says "the song goes off the roof! that was a great job c.lover! you guys rock! can't wait to work with you again next time :D" and you found it cute.

the artist wasn't really kidding when he said he wanted to work with you again. what you didn't even spare a thought with is what he actually meant is to work with you and youngjo again. so you found yourself in that same meeting room with him and the artist after a period of almost half a year. the artist thanked the both of you from the previous project before he went to discuss about his upcoming album. he said that he wants this song to have a certain subject so that it would go well according to the season in which he's going to release the album.

"so.." he clasped his hands together. "for the song, i want it to be a bit angsty so that.. you know- it would fit well in autumn. i was thinking that the song would be about.." he tapped his chin with a finger as he gathered the right words. "about something that you regret." you gently nod, a silent 'ah' left your lips.

this would be easy for both you and youngjo. if the song is going to be about something that a person regrets, it would be about being dumb to realize and not telling you what he felt sooner for youngjo while in your case, it would be about not waiting for him longer enough. and for once again, you two are in every lyric that you both write.

- by tinyverse-writes

hyunggu is a kind of boyfriend that he may not spoil you with everything, but he makes sure that you will find it romantic even in the most simple way. from that time when he sneakily gives you small gifts and letters when he was secretly admiring you during in highschool, when he finally confessed to you in college by bringing you to his secret place which is by a flower field and told you that he cannot hide it anymore that he likes you as you two watched the sun dips at the horizon, in each of your dates he makes sure it is romantic no matter what kind and where the date is, and until a couple of years later, he finally proposed to you. right at the very place where he confessed and where your first date was held; at the flower field which serves as a special place that both of you know ever since your relationship started. both of you decided to go to that flower field (actually he wanted to bring you there as a part of his plan for the proposal) and had a picnic there just like on your first date. the two of you made some flower crown and wore it until he went "you know what, i think flower crown is just not enough. hmmm.." he pretended to think for a moment. "ah! i know!" then he knelt on the grassy field and pulled out a small velvet box, revealing what's inside; a diamond ring that perfectly reflects the light coming from the sun that was setting. your eyes started to get watery uncontrollably the moment the ring was shown right before your sight and tears started to pour when he said those words, "y/n, will you be the reason why i want to see the sunset everyday, why i want to see the stars shine in the night sky" his eyes that stares at you lovingly began to get misty. "y/n" he took a pause. "will you marry me?" and with that, you wasted no time to say 'yes' right away without any speech or whatsoever and jumped into his arms the moment after he slips the ring to your finger and when he stood up. hyunggu squeezed you tight like you're about to disappear into the thin air then pulls away to cup your face, wiping your tears with his thumb then the both of you shared a kiss that was full of passion which never failed to make you feel butterflies in your stomach and so did he.

even though you admit it was cheesy, you found it romantic and he deserves a pat on the back (and maybe more than that) for doing a great job. all of those romantic things that he's done to you can't help you but to smile upon remembering them even right now where you are standing in the middle of a room, lower half feeling a bit heavy from your wedding dress that you're currently wearing which is being fixed by the designer for finishing touches before you come out from the room and walk down the aisle. the designer snaps you out from your little flashbacks that you had in mind, telling you that you're ready to come out any minute now then left the room. you took the time to check yourself in the mirror while holding a bouquet in your hands. if hyunggu sees you like this, he's probably gonna say "you look like a fairy sweetheart" just like what he said on your first date when you showed him the daisies that you picked on the field that matches well with your dress that has daisies embroidered around it. you were broken from your trance once again by a knock on the door followed by a voice coming from the wedding coordinator.

"the wedding is starting any minute now. are you ready for your bridal march?" the wedding coordinator asked then you hummed as you nodded as a response then accompanied you out from the room to the function hall of the hotel.

here you go. finally marrying the man that you had a small crush on during your last years in highschool, the man that never fails to amaze you in every simple romantic things that he do, the man that you love since day 1 and that man is kang hyunggu.

you feel your heart racing and palms slightly sweating as it's almost your queue to walk down the aisle. you were able to see hyunggu tiptoeing while peeking you from afar by how excited he is which made you giggle a bit especially when you saw him pout when he's unable to see you clearly. and there it goes. you took your first step before finally walking down the aisle, palchelbel's canon in d playing at the background by the orchestra as you do so. you're then joined by your father who linked your arm with his and walked you towards the end of the aisle where hyunggu is standing, fully dressed with his tux and everything and staring at you with those same loving eyes that he has ever since he laid his eyes on you. as soon as you and your dad are at the end of the aisle, he lend your hand to hyunggu, both literally and figuratively, as your dad gave you a proud look before he walks away and went to his seat. hyunggu held both of your hands and said "you look like a fairy sweetheart", just as what you thought. then he smiled before he guides you to the altar where you two shared your vows, wear each other your rings, said i do, then finally sealed your marriage with a kiss. the guests cheered as you two did and also chanting for another kiss which you two complied, earning another cheer from the guests.

after the wedding, it's time for the reception which is held at the same function hall where the ceremony was held. but before that, you turned your back while the ladies, mostly your bridesmaids, gathered right behind you, waiting for you to finally throw the bouquet at them which was luckily caught by your friend who was squealing and gave the guy, which is one of hyunggu's friends, a knowing look.

both the wedding and the reception was a blast and both of you had fun indeed. not just because your wedding was held at one of the most fanciest hotel but because all the preparation paid off. from the planning, the venue, the outfits, and everything.

the reception ended and honestly you two are tired from standing (and even sitting) for hours and walking from table-to-table just to accommodate the guests as well. after receiving a lot of congratulations from the guests who approached you and hyunggu one by one as soon as the reception ended, you two left the function hall and headed straight to the elevator, going to the floor where your room is. when the elevator door opened, instead of you walking towards the room, your husband slips his arm behind your knees that are covered by your dress then carries you bridal style towards the room, struggling a bit to open the door which caused you to laugh lightly. you two stepped inside the room, him kicking the door closed and locked it afterwards before he walked towards the bed, placing you on the mattress gently. he crawled on the bed, hovering above you as he loosened the tie of his suit before he leans closer and showers you with kisses. hooking your arms around his shoulders, you giggle at his touch which was then interrupted when he kisses you slowly, your hands cupping his face as you kissed him back in the same pace as his. he pressed his forehead against yours after he pulls away, staring straight at your eyes lovingly.

"hi there mrs. kang." he says, laughing lightly. "how are you feeling?"

"pretty tired.. and i think i like it when i am called as mrs. kang" you answered after a hum. "how about you?"

"same goes for me" he slumps down next to you on the mattress. "but of course you don't know how happy i am now that you're finally my wife. you better get used to be called mrs. kang baby." he booped your nose gently which caused you to giggle. you scooted closer to him, resting your head on his chest while he wraps an arm around you before you looked up at him and pecked his lips then giggled. both of you stayed there, feeling each other's warmth and presence to put yourselves to sleep until a noise from the room next door disturbs your little moment. moans that are getting louder coming from that room awakes both of your senses despite how you two want to sleep already. both you and hyunggu found the one of the voices familiar.

"wait, was that-"

"yep." hyunggu nodded, knowing that both of you referring to one person and it was one of his friends. "uhh whose room was that by the way?" he asked.

"it was y/f/n's room" you answered. "actually i saw the way she looked at him when she caught my bouquet"

"oh really?" he said with a little laugh. "it seems that they hooked up huh."

"hey! the newlyweds are trying to sleep here!" you yelled, hitting the wall by the headboard of the bed which made hyunggu laugh.

"i don't think they could hear us, they're too busy" hyunggu added.

you groaned in frustration as you slumped back down on the bed "now how are we going to sleep?" you asked.

you two remained on the bed but your husband had something in his mind.

"ah- wait right here sweetie" hyunggu said as he hops off from the bed and goes to the bathroom.

he turns on the faucet of the bathtub and fills it up, making sure that the water is at the right temperature before he poured some lavender scented body wash into the water, creating a bubble bath. knowing hyunggu, he'll probably think of something else to level up the bath so he searches the bathroom for anything that he could use. luckily he found a few candles and a lighter in one of the cabinets in the bathroom and places them on the rim of the bathtub which was rectangular and flat then he lights up each of the candle. he didn't just stop there. he sees some roses on a flower vase which was on top of the sink and picks them up, plucking it's petals one by one and scattering them in the bathtub. as soon as he deems that it's all ready and perfect, he left the bathroom.

"baby~" he called as he steps out from the bathroom then sees you that you're still laying down on the bed.

"ugh they're not done yet." you said referring to what's happening in the room next door.

"now come here baby" he stood next to the bed, waiting for you to rise up.

as soon as you hop off from the bed, he tells you to turn around and you did as he said so. he starts to untie the strings of the back of your wedding dress, trailing feather light kisses on your bare shoulder up to your neck and jaw which caused a small sigh of satisfaction leaving your lips. as the strings in your dress are all undone, hyunggu helps you slip off your dress before he starts to undress as well. after stripping off his clothes he guides you to the bathroom then shows you the rose-petal-scattered bubble bath that he made while he gradually dimmed the lights in the bathroom that gave emphasis to the light coming from the candles. and to be honest, you're amused by how he simply pulled that off.

"woah- you never really fail to amaze me darling" you said which made him chuckle.

"it's lavender." he gestures you to step in the tub first "it helps you reduce your stress and relaxes you even more." he added as you dip your toes first, inhaling the scent of what he used in the tub before dipping yourself completely. he joined you right after, him sitting right behind you and leaned himself at the tub while you lean on his bare chest. he scoops up some water with his hand and pours them over your shoulder, occasionally rubbing small circles against your soft skin which made you hum in satisfaction. you can't help but to let yourself relax in the bath and with how his tender touch feels against your skin. few moments later you turned around and started cleaning him up. as you do the same thing at him, you weren't able to notice how he stares at you lovingly for one to many times already. he then interrupted you by bringing your arms over his shoulders which made you to look up at him with the same sparkle in your eyes like he has.

if there is something that hyunggu had in mind for your first night together as husband and wife, that is to make it very special. he leans in, pecking your lips a few times before kissing you in a slow and passionate way. you kissed him back in the same manner, arms that are on his shoulders are now wrapped at the back of his neck. both of his arms fall down to your waist and he pulls you closer, tilting his head to the side as he deepens the kiss. you two pulled away after a minute or two, pressing forehead against each other.

"oh hyunggu, darling, you never fail to make simple things romantic." you coo, brushing your thumb against his cheek.

"of course. i am simply romantic just for you and only for you baby." both of you chuckled before you two kissed once again but this time, much deeper. and for once again, hyunggu never failed to be simply romantic just for you, especially now that both of your hearts became one.

- by tinyverse-writes