#writing-reqs

It's just like your brother to leave you to fend for yourself. 

You had made Joshua swear up and down to you in person that he would never leave the quaint coffee shop he'd opened last year near the local campus unattended and unsupervised. You'd collected written assurance that he would give you fair warning if he needed your assistance. All you'd asked was at least a week's notice. You were a busy person!

Seungkwan would never let Joshua do you dirty like this. But your best friend was in Jeju now, as he always was during this time of year to see family. Meaning there would be no one to operate the coffee shop during its busiest season, the second month of the fall semester.

Joshua knew this. Seungkwan's been the 'best' to your 'friend' for decades. 

One to two people was enough to keep disgruntled students and surly professors semi-satisfied with their daily (or hourly) orders of much-needed caffeine. Joshua was always in the back, filling in between Seungkwan's generous shift hours or whenever it got busy — or at least that's where he was supposed to be.

Right now, Joshua must be enjoying himself on the white sands of some remote beach. Watching the sun sparkle across aqua blue waves as the tide rushes in to kiss his toes, sea breeze whipping back the black locks of his hair, one arm wrapped snugly around the shoulders of his partner. 

You're happy for him. Truly. You did not want him to feel any bad vibes on his special vacation.

Still — that didn't eliminate the fact that you hoped he would stub his toe on a rock as you glare at his sloppy, scribbled signature on the written agreement that ended up doing you no good. 

You're well aware that he and his significant other had decided on a small, private wedding. You were the one who happily lent your assistance in helping them prepare it. The celebration was quiet and tiny in contrast to the radiant display of love and affection they had toward one another. A reason why they had been debating on whether or not they would go somewhere extravagant instead for their honeymoon. 

You slam a glass a little too harshly on the counter. Of course, you'd advocated that they should! Duh! You just didn't think Joshua would send a lame text message, having already booked a flight and halfway out of the country by the time you read it in the morning. That was Joshua's escape mechanism to avoid the wrath of your anger as you scrambled to get to the coffee shop and open it before the regulars in a more foul mood than you decided to riot.

Smart and stupid.

AKA Joshua Hong, your beloved brother.

The door to the storage room bangs open and you hear a worried gasp of your name before two hands are wrapping around your own, trying to gently pry your fingers from around the glass. You let out an angry huff of air that causes your hair to fly up but release the death grip on the glass and let yourself be fussed over.

"I thought you had broken something!"

"What, like you do?"

It's fascinating to watch the blush creep up along Seokmin's neck to his ears and finally color the roundness of his cheeks. The soft trace of his fingers over yours intently checking for any signs of injury is equally as heartwarming as him trying to defend himself.

"That… that was… an accident."

You raise an eyebrow. "Are you saying I was trying to break something on purpose?"

"N-no! I was just worried you might've hurt yourself."

"I'm fine and so is this glass. Now get back to what you were doing, our afternoon rush will be hitting soon."

Like a scolded puppy, you can practically see figurative dog ears drooping as Seokmin hunches his broad shoulders and slinks back to the storage room. Despite being thousands of miles away, Seungkwan pulled through with helpful information that he knew someone who was looking for a part-time job. Of course, your best friend who was a reliable worker fully understood additional assistance was needed during the month and a half that Joshua was gone. Unfortunately, he had underestimated just how clumsy Seokmin was.

Although he was sweet and ready to learn immediately upon being hired, you swear it only added more work to your plate to train him. It also didn't help that his charming good looks caused an influx of customers to flock to the shop, very unsubtly to steal glances and shoot their shots with the new barista. Even you could admit that watching Seokmin's arms flex as he operated the large coffee machines, the bright sparkle in his eyes that matched his brilliant smile, and his shy but endearing nature were all very healing for the soul.

But you were also a witness to the horrifying scene of him almost breaking the great coffee contraption that cost nearly triple the amount that students paid for tuition at the campus. If you had been a cat, all your fur would've been poofed out when you hissed in shock at the unnaturally loud clank that echoed over the calm background music when he'd pushed down a lever too hard.

The future flashed before your eyes at that moment. 

A furious, caffeine-deprived mob banging outside your door. Seungkwan complaining about his puffy face after crying for weeks. A perplexed Joshua divorced merely a month after marriage because now he's swimming in debt. Loan sharks dirtying your name and preventing you from ever getting a new job to pay for repairs and all other extraneous bills. You and Joshua are homeless, branded as criminals on the run.

Okay, maybe that was a little dramatic. 

But you've poured a lot of blood, sweat, tears, and money into this place and that darn machine — none of which you technically even own. It's your brother's pride and joy just as much as it became yours, a comforting place to visit on your days off that you are more than happy to assist when it all comes down to it.

Even now, you're eyeing Seokmin suspiciously as he very gently lowers the lever to start the process and shoots you a sheepish smile. Everything turned out alright in the end. But you had to spend an extra two hours last week examining the components closely with your new hire cringing but giving you pouty, pleading gazes in the hopes that you wouldn't fire him on the spot.

Of course, you didn't. You even brewed him your signature blend to ensure that the machine was operating as it should and as additional compensation for the extra time he stayed. Plus, you needed his help. Whether you liked him or not.

You did like him, though.

"Um, can you help me finish this latte?" 

You jump. Lost in your thoughts, you're unaware of Seokmin's sudden presence as he whispers in your ear, minty breath warm as it fans against the side of your face.

"Uh, yeah. Sure."

Even though he did things like this, yes. You somehow still really did like Seokmin.

He's good at acting oblivious to the curious, questioning stares of the customers waiting at the counter and you do your best to ignore them as well. Peeking over his shoulder, you talk him through it as your nervous system relaxes because of the refreshing scent that surrounds him. 

You don't know how to describe it but Seokmin smells like sunshine. Maybe because he is the sun itself.

"And you know what's next?"

"Wait, don't tell me." His eyebrows scrunch as he closes his eyes in thought, mumbling what he's already done to remind himself. 

"You've added almost all of the ingredients."

"Right. Cinnamon, vanilla extract, syrup… the coffee of course. Uh…"

"Milk."

"Yes," he puts down a finger as he counts, "the milk… Oh! The milk!" Smacking his forehead lightly, he grabs one of the containers that he'd frothed a portion of the milk in earlier. "Duh, how could I forget that again?"

"You're doing better each time."

You're taken aback when you pat him encouragingly and he turns, not even flinching at how close his face is to yours. "All thanks to you."

You blanch at his sparkly, grateful eyes and quickly shuffle to the counter. The woman waiting for her order is giggling as you approach and you choose to ignore it.

"Would you like whipped cream?"

"I do like sweet things," she slyly says and takes it from your grasp, laser-focused on the man behind you. "Care to top me off, Sugar?"

You follow her expectant gaze only to find Seokmin not even paying attention. His back is turned and he's humming happily to himself as he cleans up the used utensils and straightens the dishes. 

"Um… excuse me, darling?"

"I think she wants whipped cream," you say. Or something… someone… else runs across your mind only to blink when the tube is dangled in front of your face. "Huh?"

"Said you needed it, right?" Seokmin waves it back and forth until you take it from him and goes right back to what he was doing with a bounce in his step. "Let me know if I can grab anything else for you!"

The woman is boring holes into the side of your head as you stare at his back flabbergasted for a few seconds before snapping out of it. Meeting her narrowed eyes, you put on your best customer service smile and squeeze the whipped cream dispenser to top off her latte. 

"Could I get you anythi — "

"Hah! No. Thank. You."

She flounces out as if she's a damaged diva not even waiting for you to finish and you shrug, wiping up the wasted drops of liquid heavy cream. Losing a customer who has a bad attitude is no skin off your back.

"What was her issue? She was kinda rude."

"And here I thought you weren't paying attention."

"Of course I was. She asked for whipped cream, she got whipped cream. No reason to cut you off like that when she got what she wanted."

"But she didn't."

"What?"

You turn around with a knowing smirk and lean against the counter when Seokmin tilts his head in confusion. "She didn't get your attention."

He rolls his eyes. "That's ridiculous."

"Are you single?"

"Uh… wh-why do you ask?"

It's amusing how his demeanor changes so quickly, once again flustered after being snarky for merely two seconds. 

"Sorry, I'm not trying to pry. You don't have to tell me, what I mean is that, if you are single it's okay if you wish to spark a connection with a customer. Nobody's going to fire you for that, we're chill about it. That's how my brother met his partner after all."

"I… I don't — "

"I'm not saying you have to, like if you already have someone special you're also free to invite them over if you want 'cause you know Kwannie does that all — "

"I'm single!"

You blink at his abrupt outburst. "Okay. I wanted to make sure you're comfortable here. As long as you don't break my coffee machine, you can do what you want."

"I just," he runs a hand through his hair, "it's… it's nothing you have to worry about." 

Seokmin looks so devastatingly serious — almost upset — that your body moves before you realize it, playfully dispensing a dollop of whipped cream on the tip of his nose. It's comical how his eyes cross in confusion to stare at it in utter astonishment that you can't help but let out a tiny snort. 

He recovers from the shock faster than you think. Thumb scooping the cream off with lightning speed before he cradles your cheek and chin, smearing it across your bottom lip with a gentle swipe.

You've heard detailed stories from your friends, and even sickenly from your brother, about the legendary sparks that fly in moments with someone you deem special. But no one ever talks about the absolute stillness. How everything seems to fade away and it feels like it's just you and Seokmin in the world. In that moment.

Staring into his warm, dark-brown eyes that hold galaxies. Holding your breath when his gaze drifts down to watch how your tongue pokes out to lick up a tiny bit of the whipped cream. Right where his thumb hovers above your lips. How his eyes dart back up to yours, leaning in just a smidgeon before the sound of someone irritably clearing their throat shatters the spell.

"How quaint." 

You leap away from Seokmin's grasp, scowling at the new arrival who lazily adjusts his barely-tied tie, only causing it to look messier. Yet, it somehow makes the local populace drool over him even more.

"Yoon Jeonghan."

He laughs at the way you hiss his name, unfazed by your venomous tone. "That's now Professor Yoon to you, sweetcheeks."

"Gross. I doubt any students can take you seriously."

"Does Shua know his sibling isn't looking after the shop and customers but flirt — "

"Josh knows his place is well taken care of because I'm here, isn't that why you told him to take off?" You interrupt with a pointed tone, raising your eyebrows. "What do you want, the usual?"

Jeonghan rolls his eyes. "You're acting like their elopement was my idea."

"And it wasn't? Can't fool me, Mr. Yoon."

"Not always. But I'm not lying, it really wasn't me. You know Joshua is much more mischievous than he lets on."

"Yeah, tell me about it. He's had a bad influence ever since he was young."

"Ouch. Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?"

The cardboard coffee container is nearly crushed by your grip as you hand it to him. "If your conscience stings you must be feeling guilty, unlike me."

You hear a snort off to your side and side-eye where Seokmin is trying to hold back his laughter at the bantering while he fusses with another recipe. His cheeks are still flushed, ears adorably tinged red and you bite your lip.

"Ahem. Sometime today, preferably."

Jeonghan's additional cough snaps you out of your trance, glaring at your brother's best friend as if you weren't caught red-handed. Again.

"Here. Your order."

He delicately picks up the cup, a stark contrast to your aggressive movements. "Thank you, my dear barista. A one out of ten experience as usual."

If you could, you'd flip him off as he turns his back to leave like you normally do. But 'professional' times call for 'professional' behavior and you've already made a fool of yourself enough today. 

"Go ahead and post your opinion online as promised! Then you'll see how irrelevant it really is!"

That doesn't stop you from having the last word when the bell jingles and Jeonghan graciously responds with a middle finger once he's fully stepped out the door. A sigh of irritation escapes and you tap your nails irritably on top of the counter. Maybe you can speak to your friend Seungcheol in administration and find out how in the world that menace managed to get employed.

You don't actually dislike your brother's best friend. He just grates on every single one of the few nerves you have left.

Seokmin sidles up to you. "Hey, do you have some time tonight?"

"Why? Want to go over some more things?"

"That would be nice, yeah."

"Sure." You shrug in agreement. It's not like you had any big plans. "Let's see if we can survive through this mob first, though. Seems like classes have let out for common hour — oh, wait!"

He freezes, wide-eyed. It's your turn to grasp his sharp jawline in one hand, bringing his face closer to yours. Ignoring the way he nervously licks his lips and how his eyelashes flutter as he rapidly blinks, you take a napkin and wipe the sticky remnants of white still left on his nose.

"Sorry," you murmur, "you had… there was just… a little… "

"Thank you." Seokmin's hand covers yours pressed against his cheek before you can move away. You're forced to meet his gaze head-on, unable to look anywhere else. "Thanks for taking care of me."

"O-of c-course!" You curse yourself for stuttering like an idiot. "I m-mean I have to take care of you, what kind of person do you think I am?"

It's Seokmin's turn to take the first step back but he does it with a calmness that almost seems calculated if it weren't for his embarrassed giggle that sounds abnormal being two pitches higher than usual. Shamelessly he winks at you, pretending like the heat that's been burning in his cheeks hasn't spread down to even his arms.

"A very sweet one."

You try to hide your shy smile behind a frown, sarcasm, and the chatter of customers coming in. "Well, duh!"

Time flies when the coffee shop is bustling. The lines do not let up and somehow, Seokmin helps keep up decently without any terrible disasters befalling. Just as the sun begins to sink below the horizon and cast off the distinct glow of golden hour rays, you happily flip the 'closed' sign to display on the door. 

Stretching, the feelings of relief at the end of the day are briefly interrupted by Jeonghan walking by on his way home and you rightfully get your vindication. Two middle fingers and a big grin. Gestures he doesn't fail to kindly return.

Your neck prickles and warms slightly when you go back inside and find Seokmin grinning at you as he leans on the counter, forearms nicely on display. The frothy glass placed between them allows you to ogle his arms without it being too obvious.

"You like it, huh?"

"Huh? Like what?"

"Messing with Jeonghan." A playful smile is on his lips, almost a smirk like he knows. 

"Well, yeah. We've known each other since we've been in diapers so it's easy to give him crap."

"Ever had a crush on him?"

You put your hands on your hips. "What's this? Revenge for earlier?"

"Depends on what you're referring to." His eyes sparkle. "And maybe your answer."

"Why does this feel like a test?"

"Maybe it is."

"You're a piece of work!" You exclaim, eyebrows twitching at the next words that come out of his mouth. 

"As much work as Jeonghan?"

"No, Hannie's something else, for sure. Now, you… you're just… I don't know… difficult." 

"You wound me, you really do." Seokmin shakes his head with a smile. "All I did was ask a simple question but it seems like getting to the answer's more difficult than I am."

"What do you get out of knowing?"

"I don't know… wingman privileges?"

You choke on air. "Are you trying to set us up?"

"If that's what you want. Your answer, then?"

"No, thank you," you say emphatically with your entire chest and he beams.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" He gestures to one of the tables and you take a seat with a huff.

"You know I could cut your pay out of spite."

"Yeah, but you're not going to."

"You're right, as long as this drink isn't poisoned." You stare dubiously at the beverage placed in front of you and he whines.

"The last one wasn't that bad!"

"No, but… it wasn't good either. Oh? What's this?" 

Tonight, it's not just a drink Seokmin has whipped up. A pretty little fruit cake on a plate is accompanied by it and you poke it questioningly with the fork he also hands to you. 

"I made it."

"You did?" You eye it and poke it again. "Well, it's awfully squishy for something made out of plastic."

He whines again, this time your name. "I'm serious! Just try it."

You relent, of course. You've already established the terms ahead of time in case you get sick from something he's made. Not that you have, but it's always good to be prepared for the worst case scenario.

Gingerly, you take a tiny bite. Eyes unwittingly lighting up in enjoyment at the taste of one of your favorite sweets and the way the fluffy dessert melts on your tongue. Absolutely deli —

"It's good, isn't it?"

"Just say you bought it."

"Wha — ?"

"You can't fool me. Clearly this cake is store bought."

"I… " Seokmin tilts his head. "Okay, you got me… you enjoyed it though, right?"

"It's a very appreciated treat, thank you. Where did you buy it?"

"Um, got it from a local bakery. I think they just opened so I'm glad it tasted good."

"Oh, nearby?"

He twiddles with his thumbs. "Uh, p-perhaps I can take you…?"

It is at this moment you heavily weigh your options in a decision-making split second. Grabbing the drink you haven't touched yet, you gather up the confidence you didn't even know you could summon around him.

"A date?"

Seokmin's entire body twitches as he mildly chokes on his saliva. His downturned gaze shoots up to meet yours before returning to the very, incredibly, interesting mark on the table.

"Um…"

"Is it? Are you asking me on a date?"

"W-would you… g-go with me? I mean t-to the place."

You raise your glass in his direction, a smile growing on your lips. "I would like to meet the professional baker who made this cake… "

He bites his lip. "Are you teasing me?"

"Not necessarily."

"Then?"

"If your drink concoctions meet my expectations, then we can go… on a date?"

The poor man looks like he might die on the spot. "You're definitely making fun of me."

"Am not." Even with your mischievous banter, the answer is clear when you slightly grimace after taking a sip. "Why does this taste a bit off?"

"I don't know…"

"I think you added too much syrup. Did you remember to divide it evenly?"

He shrugs. "I think so?"

Sighing, you stand up and gesture for him to follow you around back. "Let's go over the basics again. I can't believe you're still so bad at this."

"Maybe I don't have a good teacher." Seokmin's hands fly up in defense when you whirl around. "I'm kind of over here struggling to wrap my head around if you're asking me out or if you're tricking me into thinking I asked you out."

"Use that lovely brain power of yours to retain the correct measurements this time to succeed. If you want to go on a date, that is."

"I'll do my best."

Seokmin's grand declaration is encouraging but every single fancy drink he prepares for you flops and you're starting to consider that maybe this was his subtle way to reject the date offer. You're mildly insulted, to say the least. But in all honesty, you don't have time to dwell on it, let alone even have time for one anyways.

It's a relief when Seungkwan returns, granting you some well-deserved days off to return to your normal routine. By the time you've finally caught up with things and find time to drop by the coffee shop again, it's been a little over a week. Joshua's flight landed the night before as well, meaning your dashing brother would be well within choking range soon.

Your best friend greets you at the front with a tight hug and large bag of souvenirs as promised. You ask him about his visit and he chats animatedly about the rest of the Boo family he hasn't seen since last year.

"You know I was worried that you didn't get any rest before coming to work but it seems like things are going smoothly."

The atmosphere is peaceful and quiet, the midday lull leaving the shop empty and Seugnkwan's as bubbly as ever. In fact, he rolls his eyes at you and clicks his tongue. 

"I got a ton of rest, silly. And Seok's a great help."

"Yeah, he's not too bad. I just feel bad that you have to manage everything as soon as you got back."

"Aw, you gotta chill out, bestie. Seriously, we have a pro on our hands."

"I know you're more than capable — "

"Not me, I'm talking about Seokmin obviously!"

"What?"

Seungkwan babbles on while you're left flabbergasted. "You know it's incredible, really. He's already whipped up a whole bunch of new drinks and now that we're going to be adding pastries to the menu, he wants to kickstart them by launching a holiday theme! Something fruity because — "

"Whoa, whoa… what are you even ta — "

"Spilling all of my trade secrets already, Kwan?"

You turn around at the voice but you're not even focused on the man speaking who's suddenly shrouded in mystery but glaring daggers at the one with his arm wrapped around Seokmin's shoulders. 

"Joshua Hong!"

"Behold!" Your brother raises his tanned arms to the ceiling. "We have acquired brand new bold and raw talent!"

"Don't think I won't kick your butt because there are people around!"

"Lovely to see you too, dear!"

Seungkwan rushes to hold you back when you take a threatening step towards his boss. "I understand your feelings but can we please call a truce for now!"

"I demand an explanation."

"Of course," Joshua nods, "you have my eternal gratification for various reasons but especially because you convinced the Lee Seokmin to come to the dark side."

"You know I want to hear about something else so what are you talking about, Kwannie picked him? And the 'dark side'? This isn't a cult!"

"Well, yeah but it wasn't until he found out that you — "

Seokmin interrupts Joshua with a hacking fit causing the two other men to look at him in concern. Your eyebrow twitches.

"Clearly there are many things going on that I don't understand." Whether it was intentional or not, you didn't like it.

"It's not like that, it's just — "

"Seokmin's the son of the family that owns that famous bakery in town," Seungkwan supplies helpfully, the only one with a tiny bit of common sense. "He's been scouted by tons of places since he decided to start out on his own but he's agreed to set up shop here."

Your mouth drops at this new information. "What?"

Joshua's arms wrap around the younger man's shoulders again. "Isn't this exciting? It's going to bolster our sales so much!"

When your eyes meet Seokmin's, he winces. "I wasn't trying to hide anyth — "

"If you didn't want to go on a date so bad, you could've just told me."

It slips out of your mouth before you can even think and everyone, including yourself, freezes. Realizing what you said, you swear under your breath, getting ready to bolt away from the scene immediately. But as usual, Seokmin's one step faster. He gently grabs your wrist, spinning you to face him again.

"I swear it was nothing like that! I…. I ended up delaying things because I was nervous."

"Why? There was — well, at least I thought — there was… I don't know… something between us?" Your other hand covers your face. "I can't believe you're making me say this in front of my brother and friend!"

He sucks in a harsh breath. "How do you think I feel? And I'm sorry, I didn't… I was just being stupid. I wanted to… liked spending more time with you but I was unsure of what Joshua might think of me."

"He could give two rats less about a single thing."

"True dat," your brother chimes in.

"You see how he runs this coffee shop… or rather the lack of. No responsibility."

"Hey!"

While Seungkwan hushes your brother, Seokmin takes both of your hands in his. "I'm sorry. Really. C-can I please make it up to you? Maybe o-over some cake and coffee? I'll explain whatever you want."

You chew on your lip, the warmth of his grip and pleading gaze causing you to rock back and forth on your heels. "Are you asking me on a date, Lee Seokmin?"

He catches onto your teasing tone and squeezes your hands. "If you'd be okay with that…"

—

Seokmin still is bad at making drinks. Even if he's improved and follows the recipe correctly, they still taste awfully bland. Neither you nor Joshua nor Seungkwan can figure it out but it's okay because that's where you come in. His grandiose ideas are brewed into fruition by your very own talents and that's why you stick around. 

Or perhaps the delicious little desserts and pastries prettily displayed on the counter are another motivation. Definitely getting to test-taste every single one before it's put on the menu is certainly a bonus. 

And maybe… just maybe… It's the smiley man whose kindness is baked into each one of the tasty treats that becomes the real reason you stop by every day. Just like how everybody comes for their daily fix of caffeine, you cannot go without your daily fix of love from and for your very own Lee Seokmin.

Seungcheol

The whole reason his sister is single

Doesn't mean to be but is extremely intimidating

You know when he crosses those beefy arms of his and leans back with a questioning eyebrow?

It's enough to make any potential suitor flee tbh

Really he's just making sure his sister is taken care of

Still it's nerve-wracking to tell him

But he tries to be v mature abt it actually

Does that whole dad/bro act of clasping the member on the shoulder and looking at them dead ass in the eye

Which is terrifying but like also everyone knows and trusts each other so it's just an awkward stare down

Occasionally asks for "reports" from the other members as a way to have some semblance of brotherly control but gives up when he gets sick of hearing all the sappy stuff 💀

Will always take his sister's side in a fight 😤💪🏼

Jeonghan

I don't think he'd care all that much because his sister is just as much of a menace as he is... Prolly even more

In fact, I think he'd be the type to pat the member on the back and wish them good luck with a grimace

And then tells his sister to be play nice

Takes advantage of the brother-in-law status as a way to get away w/ things even more than he already does

"I'm telling your sister"

"No I'm telling my sister all your dirty secrets!"

And then

"I don't want to take out the trash"

"Well you can't date my member!"

Just a lot of back and forth shenanigans

I think the members might be too afraid to date jeonghan's sister and all that comes with it (jeonghan) tbh

Takes no one's side in a fight - prolly instigated it and fans the flames on the dl 😭 might take the member's side for kicks and giggles (until his sister chews him out)

When it all comes down to it though, he'll listen and make a decision... Now is it a good one? Find out next on jeonghan's antics smh

Joshua

This man is fanfic material, isn't he?

I think he'd take it quite easily bc he trusts his sister and his members but still kinda judgy bc he knows both sides really well

However

He will be sneaky and text his sister and then his member at different points to casually see if their stories match up 😭

Gets caught rather quickly tho bc they're an open communication couple and plead for Joshua to stop treating them like kids

He's actually happy with that result and says he did it as a test but he's also really just a busybody

Also tries to enact a curfew at some point bc he's vaguely perturbed by it all

But that falls through rather quickly and he just kind of has to turn a blind eye to it and suck it up

Will tell each person he takes their side in a fight only to get each side of the story and then come to a solid conclusion before he sits them both down to talk

Junhui

Side-eyes but really doesn't say much

The kind that either complains about his sister dating a member OR the kind that uses it as an excuse to like get away w/ asking out his sister's friend

Or have a date set up

Really obnoxious about it

Will force the couple to come on blind/double dates

Claims to be the one that brought them together (kind of ig)

But like takes all the credit in that annoyingly smug way lying through his teeth 🤡

However, if he sticks to just complaining he will tag along to every date of theirs anyway

Will find out

And will be there

Can't get rid of him

Like he's not even going to be stay with them technically but the couple swears they can feel his presence

Or just see his face in the crowd

Maybe it's the paranoia and he's simply sleeping at home

Takes no one's side in a fight - you think he's getting involved w/ that mess? Call him when it's sorted out, he has dinner plans at 7 <3

Soonyoung

Pouts bc his sister will pay even more attention to his other members than him

Flexes the brother-in-law status enough that it's annoying tho

Also constantly third-wheels but it's innocently coincidental unlike Jun but still irritating

The kind to jokingly tell his sister to date jihoon just to annoy his bestie fr

But if it really happens it's not a joke anymore and he's thrilled

Either way, he's a happy camper and is always organizing big family/group gatherings just to show off the couple

Has cute little couple ideas for both sides <3

Already planning his congratulatory marriage speech 😭

HE BETTER BE BEST MAN

Prolly planning the baby shower too

He's just a little excited </3

Cries during any fights he knows about bc he already bought baby clothes and it's past the 30 month mark to return them

Wonwoo

Pushes up his glasses like an anime character

If cheol was scary, wonu is terrifying

For no good reason, other than his foreboding aura

Will jokingly offer for the member to beat him at a video game for his sister's hand

Everyone knows how good at gaming he is and he brutally will beat you so it's a lot of 🥲 at first until they realize he's joking

Extremely chill in the end but sometimes at night, the member swears he's standing in the shadows at the foot of the bed making threats to pulverize them in their sleep or sumn

Actually gives them a "healthy couple's communication love and affection guide" idk if y'all know those American Girl guides to life back in the day but like that lmao

Quizzes them weekly

They can go on a date if they pass

Projects include buying gifts for one another and cute little surprises tbh

In all seriousness, he's very supportive and cool just like be amicable and understanding w/ one another cuz he's always watching 👀

Takes no side in fighting bc isn't that what he gave those relationship building exercises for? 😭

Jihoon

Pretends like it hasn't happened

If he doesn't acknowledge it, it doesn't exist right?

You can't avoid your issues like that jihoon!!

Hiding in his studio tbh

But like then he ends up cornered when his sister brings in the member she's dating

Bonus points if it's NOT hoshi

Absolute dread if it is

Will momentarily contemplate methods on how to break them up

But will end up writing a love song for them instead

Many love songs uwu

Do not come to him for fights, he will write a sad song instead encouraging y'all to fix your own problems or sumn

Although if one of them gets to him first, he'll write a really accusatory song based on what they say to him 🥊

It's a total banger and tops the charts even if it makes the ppl involved mad every time it plays

Seokmin

Tries and pretends to be threatening but quickly folds and offers to buy his member a celebratory drink instead

Last to find out only because he's a bit oblivious to the very obvious signs and everyone thought he knew

Like "oh my sister gets along really well w/ the members!" :DDD

No seokmin, she's not sitting on his lap out of good, wholesome friendship vibes!!! They're a couple!!

Kind of mentally scarred tbh tho can't imagine them in a relationship ™

Like. "What do u do together?"

"We go on dates"

"Why?"

"We're dating?"

"Okay but why?"

"Because we like each other?"

"But wh-"

"OMFG seokmin...!"

Prolly has walked in on compromising situations - that's prolly how he found out as well lol

Alexa play trauma by HHU 😭

WILL CRY IF U FIGHT but prolly takes his sister's side 🥹

Mingyu

Upset only because he was the last to be told bc he would blab to everyone

No but he'd be really ecstatic abt the whole deal tbh

Def the one to take all kinds of aesthetic couple pics for Instagram

And throws a v public complaint if not tagged/credited for each one

Also saves Polaroids for his own use and shows them off at any point he can

At least one in his wallet at all times and he rotates them depending on the season and/or how many he's taken

Shows them to the elderly at any given moment and will blab fondly about how beautiful and wonderful love is

Might have one in his phone case too in the same manner

Cooks meals and invites the couple/brings the meals to wherever they are

Will be the therapist in any fight bc he knows them so well, lots of intense nodding and thorough listening, prolly the best mediator out there 😂 who needs couples' therapy when you have mingyu?

Minghao

Judges harshly but doesn't say anything but everyone can feel™ the initial disapproving vibes but he's basically silent abt it overall

Likes to know about the dates simply so he can style either his sister, the member, or both

Buys matching shirts, accessories, and lil houseware for them bc no one except him has a decent sense of style!

Uses that as an excuse to check in or stop by

Hates third-wheeling w/ a passion tho

Will awkwardly make up ANY excuse if caught w/ them by himself

Prolly drags a member w/ him for safety measures

Cringe fest for all

I think he'd be v no nonsense and a good person to come to and calm down during a fight

Has his meditation rituals down pat for issues like these

No need to take sides when you're taking a calming tea session and then mediating after 🙏🏼

Seungkwan

Appalled bc his sister can do so much better

Like. He's seen these men and their disgusting habits

He's a female rights supporter in the best way

Tries to be intimidating but he is not... he is just cute and huffy

Hoshi will forever clown the situation that went down for years to come

Prolly a combo of him being sassy paired w/ him wanting to beat someone up like in that gif yk the one

Or hugging them like he did that fake hug to dino in that gose ep lol

Embittered by this for years

It's marked in his calendar just as the rest of the milestones are

He's petty enough that he would never intentionally sabotage the relationship but enough that everyone knows ™

Despite the fact that he's always the first to remember and congratulate on any anniversary or celebratory event

Chanting kiss kiss kiss and then pretends he wasn't

Loves all the tea - will give a smug "I told you" look whenever there are fights

But also the first to resolve them even if he will ALWAYS take his sister's side 💯

Vernon

This man could care less about anything EXCEPT when it comes to his sister

Like it gets real y'all, he takes off his headphones and beanie like this is abt to get serious 🍿

"Why my sister bro?"

No one has ever seen him move that fast in his life to demand answers from his member

Demands a trial run and a meme challenge

Who can send a meme that makes his sister laugh

That's a stupid competition vernonie

Anyways winner is undeclared 😂

Can't believe this, refuses to accept it UNTIL his sister confirms it and calms him down

Fine. He's okay w/ it ig but sends passive aggressive memes in the group chat like all the time

Always coughs and says "my sister" when the member says "my girlfriend" 😭 like EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

Also takes his sister's side like do or die mode bro u better be ready to square tf up!!

Chan

Disgusted and betrayed

Cannot believe he's now related to a member through a relationship... Even worse MAWWIAGE

Disappears for a week out of protest but comes back bc he's lonely and hungry and sad

Sulks the entire time even when he's back

How could his blood, brethren, friends, brothers, comrades in arms, and family do him like this?

Fake gags any time there's any lovey dovey crap going on

A petulant child fr

Simply bc he's the baby

Not ready for another baby to come into the picture even tho that's like not even a thought rn

Will eventually warm up abt it

Just takes a v long time bc he thought it was fake or wouldn't last 😭

Then he feels guilty

“Not everyone is out to get you.”

The first time those words were said, Minghao had you pressed against the wall in a hidden corridor of the art gallery away from prying eyes. A hand was temptingly placed on your hip only inches above the slit that ran up the side of your sleek black dress. His lips were curled in a smug grin and hovered daringly in front of yours, staring at you with those smoldering brown irises.

You let him lean in as close as he dared, relishing in the undeniable power play that constantly flipped between the two of you. It was like a scale swinging back and forth between two entities, never staying on one side for too long. There could never be a balance between you and Minghao for it was that exact rush of adrenaline keeping you two at each other’s throats.

It should’ve been yours. The throngs of people that had flocked to the art gallery more than two hours before the event started all wound up in front of your painting. Murmurs of appreciation and awe for your masterpiece — and you — could be heard even above the rapid clicks of the cameras. Dressed to the nines, you still maintained a modest smile despite the insurmountable amount of pride you rightfully felt.

That was until he appeared.

Dressed as if he’d just left an intense make-out session and hadn’t bothered to straighten his collar, Minghao still managed to look tasteful. Taking off his obnoxious aviator sunglasses and twirling them, he had the courtesy to gaze at your painting before acknowledging your presence with a quirk of his eyebrow. Tonguing the inside of his cheek, he sauntered away, effectively encouraging the chattering crowd to follow him to the center of the gallery where his painting was displayed in all its colorful glory.

You felt a chilling coldness settle in your bones. It wasn’t from the sudden lack of attention. No. It was the numbing sensation of loss as the dean handed Minghao a gold-encrusted envelope. There was no doubt what it contained and with a swish of your skirts and clack of your heels, you stalked away from where the Golden Boy was surrounded in all of his glory. Shining brighter than the flashes that were aggressively going off to memorialize his acceptance.

It was only seconds later that he came after you.

That was how you two ended up in this position, not that it was anything new. The push-and-pull, a cat-and-mouse game, the predator and its prey. Now just who was who?

“Running away already, [Y/N]? That’s so unlike you.”

“What do you want, Minghao?”

“You.”

Threading your fingers through his long brown locks to gently tug at them only seemed to encourage the man to close the gap between your lips. You heard Minghao’s breath hitch slightly at the way you caressed the side of his face and just when his eyes were almost closed as he wet his lips, you used the palm of your hand to shove him away.

Stumbling to the side with curses as colorful as the art surrounding you, the way he staggered to catch his balance almost made it look like you had slapped him. In fact, the mini triumph you felt was enough to take just the edge off the pulsating anger burning within.

“What the — ”

“Not everyone is out to get you,” you hissed. “Most of all, me.”

Minghao rubbed his neck with a frown on his face. “I know that… I know that very well.”

“Then stop messing around.”

“Well, gee, thought you’d want me to be distracted.”

“I want you to be serious.”

“I am serious,” he stated a strange conviction and eyes that held an indecipherable emotion. “I’m more serious than I’ve ever been.”

You could hear the footsteps of the journalists as they rushed to find out where the star painter of the night had disappeared. There were only a few minutes before someone accidentally stumbled upon the two of you.

“Good, then prove it. Get so serious so I can take you down while you’re at the top of your game.”

With that bold threat, you figured your time was almost up. Full of a mix of emotions, you rushed out towards the main area, missing the way Minghao watched you with a lopsided smile as a rookie columnist burst out of nowhere calling his name.

“Not everyone is out to get you.”

The next time you said those words, it had a very different context. This time it was Minghao running his hands through his own hair. If you had cared, you would’ve been worried he might tear it through his exasperation.

It was awkward. The both of you were stuck in a confined space days before the final competition of your last semester. Tensions were already high between the two of you on a normal basis but it was getting progressively worse, especially since that last time. That’s probably why the art club had “accidentally” locked you in the art supplies closet. It was a makeshift get-along t-shirt since they’ve still failed to buy one after all these years.

“They all want me to suffer. I’m sure Hoshi’s laughing so hard right now.”

“Yes, it’s insufferable and so are they but I’ve barely said but two words to you so it can’t be that bad. Besides, I’m not the one that’s put a dent in the door — you’re going to have to pay for that you know?”

“I’m already paying for it. All of my sins, right here. Right now.”

You rolled your eyes, opting to fall silent again. Minghao only complained the more you talked to him and you realized he could indeed be a drama king.

Little did you know, he was having a hard time not going crazy being surrounded by your gentle, flowery perfume filling the small space. A sharp contrast to your prickly attitude.

“I hate them. They hate me. Everyone’s out to get me. Like I’m not already having a hard enough time as it is.”

“Not everyone is out to get you,” you sighed, “only I am. Those fools love you too much to have it out for you.”

A small smile relaxed his tense form. “You’re right. They set this up because they love me.”

“Yeah, whatever… pretty sure they’re just tired of walking on eggshells. So… shall we call a truce?”

You stuck out your hand only for him to frown.

“A truce?”

“… I know you’ve been struggling with all the expectations from the school. Doesn’t mean I’m not still determined to take your crown this round but I want to win against your best. And if that means putting aside our differences until the comp, I’m willing to alleviate the pressure on my end.”

Minghao’s mouth was open before it curved into a lazy smirk. “Wow… does that mean you’ll finally go on a date with me?”

You heard the click of the door unlock and then giggling whispers.

“Do it, say yes [Y/N].”

“You know you want to, come on!”

“He’s been asking you out for years now.”

“Hao painted that stupid cactus because he said it reminded him of you.”

“Y’all are so whipped for each other, you don’t even realize it.”

“Please just go out already. Please. I’m begging you. Lord above, please bless us — ”

“Okay, fine! Fine!” You threw your hands up in irritation before pointing your finger at a rather flustered Minghao. “One date. That’s it. Then all of you leave me alone!”

Recovering quite quickly, always ever the cool one, your very attractive archnemesis wrapped his hand around your still-pointed one. With a coy grin, he maneuvered it so you were in a handshake, sealing the truce proposed before.

“I’ll accept as many truces as you offer if you go on a date with me in exchange.”

“Tch. You’d better not get soft and let me win. I still want to fight fair and square.”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, cutie.”

“Minghao!”

You sauntered out of the office building with your co-worker and best friend right at your side as always. The two of you took great pleasure in walking out together to relieve the tension and pressure from a long, stressful work day. But today was extra special when you saw your girlfriend waiting outside.

“[Y/N], how could you keep a cutie like her away from me for so long?”

“Stop it, Lisa, you’ll scare her off.” You playfully hit her on the shoulder. Although you had to admit Jinyoung was always adorable, there was something about the way she was dressed today that made your heart flutter more than usual.

You had promised Jinyoung to go shopping for more additions to her wardrobe once she felt comfortable enough to go out. It thrilled you that today seemed to be the day and an even sweeter surprise that she came to your workplace as well. Plus, instead of the cozy sweaters she usually opted to wear, it seemed like your girlfriend decided to raid your closet and dress-up a little fancier for your outing.

There was nothing more heart-warming than seeing the person you loved wearing your clothes.

“Hi, I’m Lisa, [Y/N]’s long-term co-sufferer in the office in case you forgot! It’s nice to see you again, I’ve heard so much about you!”

“Not too much though,” you tucked yourself next to Jinyoung in a subtle effort of reassurance. “I like to keep you to myself as much as possible.”

“I-It’s nice to finally see you again too, I’ve a-also heard a lot about you.”

Lisa smiled smugly. You knew she couldn’t wait to bombard you at tomorrow’s lunch break about why you’d kept such a beauty away from her. Well, there were quite a few reasons why — all good-naturedly of course.

“Well, I don’t want to keep you lovebirds, enjoy your date!”

“See you later, Lisa!”

“Bye!”

You linked hands with Jinyoung, gently squeezing her hand as you requested a ride. “Doing okay?”

“Yeah.”

“We’re going to have a great time, I promise. But if you want to go home at any point, let me know right away.”

The smile you loved appeared as she shyly brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. The matching earrings you’d gifted one another during last year’s second anniversary twinkled in the rays of the setting sun.

“I’ll be okay, I really wanted to do this.”

Your phone buzzed the same time a gray car pulled up at the curb. The window lowered and the driver flashed a dazzling smile.

“A pleasant evening, I’m Jackson. Where to, ladies?”

You confirmed with your app that he was indeed meant to be your verified driver. “Indeed! To Starfield, please.”

Jinyoung’s smile remained when you opened the door with an exaggerated flourish. You were super excited to fill her wardrobe with whatever she wanted no matter how much she protested — after all, your bi-weekly paycheck was just deposited.

But as you wiggled into the car after she sat down, you noticed that your girlfriend wasn’t all kicks and giggles despite her enthusiastic demeanor. The telltale signs were revealed in the way she tugged at the way her (your) skirt rode up in the new position and the slight nibble on her lips she did when she was upset.

“Jinnie,” you took her hand again, “you okay?”

“Of course, [Y/N].”

You didn’t like to push if she wasn’t willing to tell you but in situations like these, her true feelings were most important. Even if you had to gently coax it out of her.

“You gotta tell me what’s bothering you, love. This is our first big excursion together like this, I don’t want you to be unhappy during it.” She chewed on her lip a bit more in thought which made you gently poke the area she was chewing on. “What is it?”

“It’s just…” She stole a look at Jackson, who turned up the news that was playing on the radio and kept his eyes focused on the traffic ahead in an effort to give the two of you as much privacy as he could.

“Just what, babe?”

With your girlfriend’s continued hesitation, you took it into your own hands to rack your brain. “Was it something with Lisa? Did she look at you funny? I’ll speak to her about it tom — ”

“No! She didn’t do anything — well…”

Ah-hah.

“Tell me.”

Jinyoung groaned at your perceptiveness and persistence. Even if it was an admirable trait she normally relied on, when it was turned on her, she didn’t like it as much.

“It’s just… I’m not doubting you or anything so don’t take it the wrong way…” At least you remained quiet to let her fumble her thoughts out. “Are you perhaps… ashamedofme.”

You wrinkled your brows at the way she rushed out the last part of her sentence but you knew what she was saying. “How could I ever be? Is it because I haven't re-introduced you to my friends since your surgery?”

“… Maybe a little, I don’t know, I’m sorry! I just — ”

“Jinyoung.” You stated her name with a firm tone. “I’m the one that is sorry. I didn’t want to force you if you were still uncomfortable. I’m so happy you came to see me today after work for our date and that Lisa happened to be there too.

It’s not that I’m ashamed of you or anything whatsoever. In fact, I was hoping that any clothes we buy today you could wear to the next company dinner we have. You know that I’m not good at being alone at these kinds of things.”

When you’d first come to Seoul to work, it had been Jinyoung who had conveniently been working at the bar the first night you’d gone out after work with your co-workers. At the time, she’d been one to take care of you. The memories made her smile. Now, almost three years later, you were the one constantly looking after her. You wanted to remind her that nothing on the outside mattered — you fell in love with all of Jinyoung and her soul.

“I love you no matter what, Jinne. Always remember that because I know you feel the same way about me so don’t ever put yourself down.”

“Alright, alright.” She smiled and wrapped her arms around you as you nuzzled happily into her neck.

“Ladies,” Jackson coughed awkwardly. “As much as I love heartfelt things, please remember you are in my car… and that we have arrived at your destination.”

You looked outside in surprise. Indeed, the pretty storefront of Starfield COEX greeted you.

“Although, if you’d… uh… like me to drive you elsewhere, do let me know.”

Sharing a fond look and giggle with your girlfriend, you shook your head. “No, we have to get some cute outfits for our next date, right Jinne?”

She looked at you with all the adoration in the world. “That’s right, my love.”