JIHOON. treasure finally had a day off and jihoon had insisted on taking you out for a shopping date. (when he’d called it that, his usual confident facade had crumbled just a bit and his cheeks had reddened as he finally fully admitted to his intentions with you.) you’d told him to spend the day relaxing at the dorms or with his family, but he’d been adamant on taking you out, promising he’d pay for everything and anything you wanted as a thank you for waiting so long to hang out with him. he took you to a shopping mall in the fancy part of seoul and you had one of the best lunches of your life there - you weren’t sure if the food was just that amazing, or if it was because the boy you were with made everything a thousand times better. after that, you’d strolled from boutique to boutique, you too shy to ask for anything, but him making up for that by constantly handing you a bunch of clothes for you to try on. you grew more and more confident as you tried more outfits on, pretending the changing rooms were your personal runway as jihoon clapped for the outfits he particularly liked - although he found you so pretty, you could wear the most disgusting piece of clothing on earth, he’d still think you were incredibly beautiful. by the end of the day, you had a wardrobe full of new amazing outfits, and you wondered how jihoon still had a cent left in his bank account. you insisted on paying for coffee as if that changed anything, and he’d said it wasn’t necessary but he found it endearing how resolute you were about getting him that latte. as you waited in line to order, you noticed how he was carrying all of your bags without a single complaint, and you were just so grateful for him in that moment that you leaned in and pressed a peck to his cheek, muttering a small ‘thank you’ as you pulled away. as soon as he’d felt your lips, his heart had started beating like crazy, but he didn’t want to lose his cool in front of you so he simply looked down at you and said, “i should take you out more often if this is how you’ll thank me.” let’s just say you went on many, many more dates after that.

YOSHI. after not seeing you for a few weeks, yoshi missed you more than he wanted to admit (even though he’d tell anyone who’d listen just how much he missed you). you knew he was busy with comeback preparations and told him you could wait, but one afternoon, he decided to sneak out of practice, knowing he’d get told off by his leaders and managers but missing you too much to care. he made sure you were actually free that day and told you to meet at your favorite hang-out spot, an underground arcade and food court. his heart was pounding at the idea of seeing you again after such a long time, and when his eyes finally found you, arms crossed as you waited for him at the entrance of the building, a huge grin spread onto his face. you could tell something was different by the way he hugged you when he got to your level - the hug was a bit longer, a bit tighter than usual, and you felt your heart swell when you realized that maybe, just maybe, he liked you the same way you liked him. you pulled away after a few seconds, his arms still around you as you smiled at each other. you did all the things you usually did: compete on the dance game machines (he always won) and on the car racing machines (you always won), then tried to win the other a stuffed toy from the claw machines (neither of you ever did), then ate an unhealthy amount of french fries as you sipped on a strawberry milkshake and he on a vanilla one, even though you always stole a bit from each other, and both ended up with a strawberry-vanilla shake. everything you did was the same as usual - but it felt different. his eyes lingered on your face, his hands found a way to sneak themselves around your waist. when you decided to take a few pictures at the photobooth, he insisted that you sit on his lap rather than side by side like usual, and you did, wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you firmly by the waist. after two shots, you decided to take your courage in your hands and finally do something about this tension between the two of you, so you leaned in to press a kiss on his cheek. but he must’ve felt your stare on him, so just as you leaned in close to him, he turned his face, and your lips ended up on his. you both pulled away at the same time, the photobooth taking a picture of your stunned expressions. however, his shock quickly turned into giddiness as he added another coin to start the booth again, and just as the lights went off, he kissed you on the lips, on purpose this time. “that way, we have pictures of our last seconds as friends and of our first seconds as a couple,” he’d explained afterwards.

YOSHI. after not seeing you for a few weeks, yoshi missed you more than he wanted to admit (even though he’d tell anyone who’d listen just how much he missed you). you knew he was busy with comeback preparations and told him you could wait, but one afternoon, he decided to sneak out of practice, knowing he’d get told off by his leaders and managers but missing you too much to care. he made sure you were actually free that day and told you to meet at your favorite hang-out spot, an underground arcade and food court. his heart was pounding at the idea of seeing you again after such a long time, and when his eyes finally found you, arms crossed as you waited for him at the entrance of the building, a huge grin spread onto his face. you could tell something was different by the way he hugged you when he got to your level - the hug was a bit longer, a bit tighter than usual, and you felt your heart swell when you realized that maybe, just maybe, he liked you the same way you liked him. you pulled away after a few seconds, his arms still around you as you smiled at each other. you did all the things you usually did: compete on the dance game machines (he always won) and on the car racing machines (you always won), then tried to win the other a stuffed toy from the claw machines (neither of you ever did), then ate an unhealthy amount of french fries as you sipped on a strawberry milkshake and he on a vanilla one, even though you always stole a bit from each other, and both ended up with a strawberry-vanilla shake. everything you did was the same as usual - but it felt different. his eyes lingered on your face, his hands found a way to sneak themselves around your waist. when you decided to take a few pictures at the photobooth, he insisted that you sit on his lap rather than side by side like usual, and you did, wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you firmly by the waist. after two shots, you decided to take your courage in your hands and finally do something about this tension between the two of you, so you leaned in to press a kiss on his cheek. but he must’ve felt your stare on him, so just as you leaned in close to him, he turned his face, and your lips ended up on his. you both pulled away at the same time, the photobooth taking a picture of your stunned expressions. however, his shock quickly turned into giddiness as he added another coin to start the booth again, and just as the lights went off, he kissed you on the lips, on purpose this time. “that way, we have pictures of our last seconds as friends and of our first seconds as a couple,” he’d explained afterwards.

JUNKYU. this was another normal day for you and your best friend: just hanging out on his bed, laying in increasingly random but comfortable positions, stalking your old classmates on facebook or watching niche asmr videos for hours and ordering your comfort food when your stomach growls became too loud and painful to ignore. this time, you were separately scrolling through tiktok, only ever talking to show the other something you think they’d like. you stumbled upon a new trend, one where two friends sat together and the one making the tiktok kissed their friend when certain lyrics of the song played, hoping they will kiss them back. you glanced at junkyu - maybe he didn’t know the trend, because the sound coming from your phone hadn’t seemed to catch his attention. it painfully reminded you of just how much you’d been wanting to kiss your best friend immediately. how could you not when he was so adorable? wiping the corner of your lips when you ate messily, the way he laughed when you made stupid jokes, his warm hugs whenever you had to go home; it all made you fall more and more for him, but like any person with feelings for their best friend, you knew it was risky to admit them to him. so you stayed quiet - until that day, at least. you thought, “if he doesn’t want to kiss me, at least i can play it off as doing the trend.” so you sat up and asked him to do the same, sitting at the edge of the bed together. you prompted your phone on one of his shelves, making sure the audio and video were cropped right before you pressed play and ignoring him as he bugged you with questions. “you’ll see, just sit there and uh… listen to the audio. listen carefully, okay?” you instructed quietly. he obediently did as told, an excited expression on his face. when he realized he knew this song and what lyrics came next, a huge grin spread onto his lips, and before he knew it, you were leaning in and kissing him. neither of you knew that the other had been waiting for this exact moment, but he kissed you back instantly, even pulling you back in when you started leaning away and smiling into the whole kiss, the tiktok long forgotten as the music played over and over in the background. long story short, this was how make-out sessions became a thing when you and junkyu, your best-friend-turned-boyfriend, hung out.

MASHIHO. finally back home in japan for a month-long break, mashiho was planning on spending as much time with his family and his friend group from high school, which you just so happened to be in. once upon a time, you and mashiho had been very close. it was very obvious to all of your friends that you liked each other, but neither of you had dared to make a move, scared of damaging your friendship, and before you could gather the courage to confess your feelings, he had been whisked away to south korea to finish his training and debut as a member of treasure. this was the first time you saw him in real life and not on a screen in almost two years, but it only took a couple of days for your feelings to come back as if they had never disappeared in the first place - which they probably hadn’t, anyway. it’d been a week since he’d come back, and you were all hanging out at the basketball court of your old high school at 10 pm after having gone out for dinner. most were playing a game of basketball but you and two of your other friends had decided to hang back, saying you’d eaten too much to move around when you really just couldn’t be asked. mashiho, who was used to destroying absolutely everyone on the court, was of course surprised when his friends were able to stop some of his attacks and shoot perfectly even from afar. they took a small break and you told him how they’d practiced during his absence so that they could finally play an actual game against him without being ridiculed. the smirk on mashiho’s face as he said, “alright then, bring it on,” was very unhealthy for your poor heart who started beating a thousand times a minute, the simple action launching a horde of butterflies in your stomach. you watched the game, and more precisely him, with a lot more attention after that, shouting his name for encouragement and clapping when his team won a point. when he winked and waved at you after landing a shot, you really felt like the girlfriend of an american athlete at one of his college games, and you liked that feeling a little too much. you were so invested in this game that when his team finally won, practically all thanks to him, the adrenaline made you jump up from your seat on the ground to run over to him and press a congratulatory kiss to his cheek. this already made everyone cheer louder than the game did, so imagine just how loud your friends were when mashiho, shaking off his surprise, grinned wider, took you by the waist, and kissed you on the lips. 

JAEHYUK. similarly to junkyu, i imagine jaehyuk as being a besties before lovers type of guy, except that he really treats you like his girlfriend but just doesn’t have the guts to actually call you that. he always takes you on ‘hangouts’ that are more like dates, facetimes you at random hours of the day and night, calls you pretty whether you’re dressed up or not; he just does everything right, basically. everything but one thing, which is to make things official, and you’d be lying if you said his behavior didn’t worry a little bit. you’d heard too many stories of girls being led on by their friends who act like boyfriends without the label and then turn around and make her think she’s delusional when she asks them about it. you really doubted jaehyuk could act like that, and in your head the worst-case scenario was that he was just oblivious to what he was doing and thought it normal, even though his friends always told you it was as clear as a sunny day he liked you and was just too scared to make the final move. this was why you had made up your mind that on your next date-like meeting with him, you’d finally gather enough courage for the both of you and act on your feelings, whether that meant straight-up confessing or doing something that couldn’t be seen as ambiguous in terms of where you two stood. it hadn’t even been a couple days since you’d taken this decision when he called you, asking if you were free next sunday, his nearest day off. as always, everything went perfectly, from his compliment on your new outfit, to the diner he’d picked out, to the way he made you laugh and your heart skip a beat. jaehyuk, however, wasn’t the type to flirt just to make you happy, but also so he could hear it back, and so he always found ways to make you compliment him as well - the fun part was to tease him and pretend you hadn’t noticed his new haircut or that you didn’t like his outfit that much just to see him pout and then grin widely when you said you were joking and that, yes, he looked very handsome. “oh yeah? so handsome that you wanna kiss me, i bet?” - this was another one of his favorite lines. you usually dismissed him with a roll of your eyes and told him to shut up, but today, you stayed quiet, thinking this might be your chance. he took your silence as flusteredness and added, “oh my god, you totally wanna kiss m-”, but you effectively interrupted him with a quick peck on the lips, shutting him up for good as you leaned back in your seat and continued eating as if nothing happened. he stared at you blankly, mouth slightly open, and touched his fingers to his lips like the female lead in a kdrama. without a word, he leaned in as you did seconds prior and pecked you just as quickly as you had, making you the shocked one this time. “if you get to do it, i get to do it too,” he said, pouting down at his food. when your gazes found each other, you burst into giggles, and after you calmed down, he very cutely threatened “just wait until it’s the two of us. i’ll show you what a real kiss is.” let’s just say that from that day on, there was no hesitation as to whether you two were just friends or dating (hint: it’s the latter). 

ASAHI. no matter how much he liked you, asahi had a tendency to get very immersed into whatever he was doing at the moment and sort of forget about your presence in the room. in his own somewhat awkward words, he’d tried to reassure you that it was just because he felt extremely comfortable around you and didn’t feel the need to keep you entertained, that he was happy when you just chilled together, each of you simply doing their own thing. you were usually fine with it too, happy to just be with him, but this one day, you’d gone over to hang out at his dorm so you could spend actual time chatting and hanging out with him, not just scrolling through social media while he worked on his latest painting. you’d whined about it when he started painting but he told you he’d be done in ten minutes. ten minutes passed, then another ten, and another ten. you’d call out to him every now and then but he’d always repeat the same thing - “i’ll be done soon.” your complaints barely reached his ears, your whines earned a mere chuckle, so when you’d had enough, you’d gotten up and said, “fine, guess i’ll just go hang out with jaehyuk then,” sure that that would get his attention. but he just replied with an unbothered, “sure, he’s probably in the kitchen.” you scoffed at his nonchalance, and decided desperate times called for desperate measures, so you stomped over to where he was sitting and pressed an aggressive kiss on his cheek. this finally got his attention and when he looked at you with a stunned expression, you were scared you’d completely overstepped your boundaries - it wasn’t like you two were actually dating, even though every member and their mom were telling you to. but his face immediately softened as he took in your small frown and pout, realizing he’d been very negligent of you. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset you. let’s hang out now.” his words already warmed your heart, but when you saw he’d been drawing a picture of you from when you had gone to a park together, you thought you couldn’t get more in love with him. later on, he teased you about your method of getting his attention, but he definitely didn’t complain when you did it again, practically lending you his cheek (because he was too shy to give you his lips) for you to peck. 

YEDAM. you realized that bang yedam liked to show off, just a little bit, when he invited you to watch practice at his company building for the fifth time. he liked impressing you with the new intense choreography they’d just learned or with his angelic vocals that never failed to make goosebumps appear on your skin. the members teased him about having ten times more energy when you were around, but your smile and claps as you watched him and the praises you gave him afterwards made it all worth it. he’d liked you since he met you at school - you still remember his trembling hands and his deep blush as he asked you if you wanted to come to his practice for the first time - but seeing you getting along with his members, learning the dance from mashiho, copying hyunsuk’s rap and laughing at asahi’s and jeongwoo’s antics, it all made him like you even more; you fit right in. he asked them what to do about these feelings, and they all advised him that next time he asked you out, it should be just the two of you. yoshi, in all his wisdom, told him that having you over at the company like he usually did was a good idea because it was familiar and comfortable, but that it could be at a time where he practiced individually. doyoung added that he should sing a love song as way of confessing, and everybody groaned at the cheesy idea, but yedam, for some reason, thought it was the greatest, most romantic thing ever and thanked his friend, thumb on his phone already pressing your contact, ready to call and ask you out. you said yes immediately, heart pounding at the idea of it finally being just you two after months of hanging out in groups, whether that was with your friends at school or with his members during practice. when you got there, you talked for a bit, the electric tension in the air making you both feel giddy. he warmed up before he got the song ready and told you to “listen to the lyrics carefully” with a very pointed look. you couldn’t contain your smile as you nodded, excited for whatever he had planned. lo and behold, you had the honor of not only being the first to hear the piano, demo, yedam solo version of the one and only darari, but also of being the inspiration behind the song. when it was over, yedam turned to you with a sheepish smile, asking “did you like it?” and being answered with a chaste kiss to his lips. his hands found your waist as if by instinct and, as he looked up at you with wide eyes and you looked down at him with a huge grin, you replied, “i loved it.”

DOYOUNG. nobody will ever convince me that doyoung doesn’t give the biggest university campus hearthrob vibes. i know this whole post was idol!treasure but just for him i’m gonna make an exception cause… yeah. doyoung is that guy in your really boring class that you only go to because he’s there, even though you never speak to him. all you’ve done is gaze longingly at him and look away abruptly when he catches you staring, so you’re sure he must think you’re crazy until one day when your professor announces a group project in pairs and doyoung swings around on his chair, looking right at you and smiling as if you were friends that already knew they’d partner up. you look around and behind you, trying to see if his smile is actually directed at someone else, but everyone’s already speaking to their partner. when your eyes find doyoung again, he’s already walking towards you, grabbing the empty chair beside you and plopping himself down on it. “wanna do this together?” his smile is blinding and all you can do is nod slowly and mumble out “s-sure.” and that’s how you become friends with doyoung, and how your infatuation with him turns into an ever-growing crush. working on a project together leads to meeting at the library for study dates, leads to taking coffee then lunch breaks, leads to texting random things during the day, leads to inviting each other to parties, leads to hanging out outside of school when the project is over, leads to you being head over heels for him. it doesn’t help that along with being ridiculously handsome, doyoung also happens to be a gentleman who knows your coffee order by heart, is easy to work with, makes you laugh, and flirts with you shamelessly. you’d like to say that after a few weeks, comments such as “you look pretty today, y/n” don’t affect you or that you don’t feel anything when he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, but that would be the world’s biggest lie. the fated kiss happens at half past midnight on a tuesday during exam season. there was an essay you had completely forgotten about, and you only had twenty hours to do all the reading, come up with a topic, and write it out - the professor didn’t accept extensions, because they were evil. you had briefly told doyoung about this, but you just thought he’d send you a sweet text of support - not that he’d show up at the library, two cups of coffee in hand. “here, they’re both for you. motivation and comfort,” he grinned, placing them on the corner of your table. “oh my god, doyoung, i could kiss you right now,” you breathed, heading straight for your first cup. you almost spat out the coffee when he replied, “then do it.” you don’t know if it was the deliriousness of having been awake for such a long time, or if it was the adrenaline of having to finish an assignment on time, or the fact that he still managed to look good at midnight under the bright yellow fluorescent lights of the library, but you did it. you stood up and pressed your lips firmly against his for a few seconds before pulling away and returning to your essay. your cheeks were burning and you were too shy to look back at him, the realization of what you had just done hitting you. “y/n?” “yeah?” “is that it?” you can feel his gaze burning holes through your head, but still you can’t bring yourself to meet his eyes.”i don’t have time right now. sorry.” a beat passes and you pretend to read a paper, but none of the words on your screen passes. “then will you come to my dorm when you’re done?” another beat. “yeah. okay.” “okay.” he kisses the top of your head and whispers ‘good luck,’ and your cheeks manage to burn even more. you think you might combust right then and there, but at least you have an even better incentive than a good grade to finish this assignment. ok now who would read this if i turned it into a full fic…

HARUTO. the gods of love and fanfiction were on your side when they made you besties with haruto’s sister. he was back in japan for his break, and on his second day home, his sister asked if you could come over for dinner. you usually saw each other every day, if not at school then at each other’s houses or in town, but that hadn’t been possible the day before since it was her brother’s arrival, and she was already having withdrawal symptoms. their parents gladly agreed - you were like a second daughter to them at this point, much like your friend was to you parents. he hadn’t really thought twice about it at first; he remembered you as his sister’s shy friend that smiled a lot but didn’t talk very much. well, you still smiled a lot but were more talkative now; and either you had changed immensely in the year since he’d seen you last, or he just didn’t have that good of a memory, because when he saw you again, he himself grew shy because of how pretty he found you. his cheeks reddened when his parents coddled him or bragged about his achievements, his head hung low in embarrassment when usually he’d have welcomed the compliments with open arms. “gosh, you need to eat more, son! it’s like they don’t feed you over there,” his mom grumbled, scooping a huge portion of rice in his bowl. he wanted to dig a hole in the ground when you giggled at his mom’s antics. he grew more and more comfortable around you as time passed, considering you were over at their house at least three times a week, but he still found himself unable to get a full sentence out while looking you in the eyes. the way he was around you was so different from his usual personality that it was obvious to everyone that he had a crush on you. you found him extremely endearing, but knew there was no point trying to pursue what might be there, since he’d have to leave soon. it was only on his last night home that you gathered enough courage for the both of you. it was late in the night and you were sleeping over at your best friend’s house, but the coffee you had stupidly had at 6pm was keeping you awake. quietly, you walked out of your friend’s bedroom and into the kitchen to get a glass of water, but sound from the living room distracted you. you took a peak in and found haruto on the couch, watching an action anime. he almost had a heart attack when you called out his name, not expecting anyone to be up at this time. “what are you still doing up? shouldn’t you be getting some sleep before you leave?” you asked, sitting down next to him on the couch. if you couldn’t sleep, might as well stay here. “i can never sleep before i go back to korea. i love being there but i just… i hate waking up and knowing today’s the day i leave home.” it surprises him how easily the truth comes out, but it feels nice to put it out there - he doesn’t want to cause his parents sorrow by telling them how much he wants to stay even though he can’t. “you want to make it feel like your time here is longer or something? so you stay up…” you say, looking at the bright colors of the tv. “pretty much, yeah.” you ask him what anime he’s watching and scooch closer to him, letting a comfortable silence fall between you after he’s answered, the only sound in the room coming from the tv. after a couple of episodes, you feel sleep wash over you, and stretch your arms, letting a big yawn out. “going to bed?” haruto asks, pausing when the next episode starts to play, and you nod. “you know, ruto,” you start, and his heart skips a beat at the familiar nickname - it’s a lot nicer when you say it rather than his mom. “it’s normal to feel sad when you leave home. but it’ll still be here, waiting for you to come back.” you smile at him. “i’ll be here too.” you get up, but before you leave the room, you turn back towards you, and lean down to press a soft kiss to his nose, a feature of his you’d always secretly loved. you grin as you watch his face break into surprise, and wish him goodnight, chuckling. “g-goodnight, y/n.”

JEONGWOO. as soon as he’d stepped into the classroom on the first day back to school and saw you there, jeongwoo knew he’d have the fattest crush on you. your carefree laughter as you talked with your friends, the glint in your eyes, the sound of your voice. he liked everything about you immediately, and that feeling only grew as time passed, even though you’d never had a proper conversation. always the class clown despite his idol status, he never failed to bring attention to himself with his funny comments and reactions, yet somehow managed to stay likable and not become that obnoxious guy who doesn’t know yet to stop. but when he was with you, he grew quiet. if you were on the same group, he’d barely look at you, only talking to you when absolutely needed. naturally, you thought he hated you. but when he found out you lived in the same neighborhood as his dorm, he’d shyly asked his manager if he could walk home from school once in a while rather than be driven home, and then he’d shyly asked you if you guys could walk home together, taking you by surprise. rare were the days he actually got out of school at a normal time, but when he did, he always waited outside the classroom door for you, earning him a few whoops from his friends and hushed giggles from yours. the first few times, he stayed pretty quiet, and you almost wondered why he’d asked you in the first place. but soon enough, his more playful side, the one you’d see at school or on t-map episodes (although he didn’t need to know you watched those), started to come out, and he’d talk with you about anything between the earth and the sun. you found yourself agreeing on the same crazy things, making up insane conspiracy theories, going back and forth on a topic no sane human would talk about and each sentence you uttered only adding to the craziness, both of you egging the other on and nodding as if you had unearthed the planet’s wildest truths. when you got to your house, you were so high on the incredible things you and jeongwoo had discovered that you pressed a quick peck to his cheek, thanking him for walking you home. before either of you could realize what you’d just done, you’d already closed the door behind you, leaving a very stunned jeongwoo to stand at your door for a few seconds, two fingers on the spot your lips had blessed his cheek and a smile growing on his face. his hyungs never heard the end of it that evening.

JUNGHWAN. i have no idea what it is about the three youngest members that give me huge ‘shy-when-in-love’ vibes, but junghwan is no exception. it was your last year of high school and even though you were drowning in homework and college applications, your parents had made you get a part-time job to help with the eventual university fees. luckily for you, your mother had a friend whose hairdresser had a cousin that worked at YG entertainment, and could get you a job as a part-time barista in the building café. he just needed to make sure you weren’t completely unqualified and wouldn’t freak out whenever you saw an idol, and it was set. you can’t lie, the first few times a winner or ikon, or worse, blackpink, member walked in, you had to really concentrate to not spill the coffee everywhere out of nerves. but it didn’t take you long to realize they were just regular people craving caffeine like you, and the fact that your coworkers and the company staff were completely unfazed helped as well. treasure, as the newest and most active group of YG, came by a lot, and you were glad to notice they were always friendly and polite with you - your friend who was a huge teume would be enthralled by the information. however, even if they weren’t all talkative extroverts, there was one member who was particularly quiet: junghwan. you thought nothing of it until one day, walking in for the start of your shift, you saw him chatting with the other barista, but as soon as he saw you, he grew quieter, answering in hums and short sentences, glancing at you in what seemed a nervous fashion. since you were a new addition, you chalked it up to him being shy around strangers. but then, he started coming in in the evening, when the café was relatively empty, and sat at a table after ordering rather than just getting his drink and leaving. he got out his homework and would simply work on it for thirty or so minutes, most of the time alone, sometimes with one of the older members. you didn’t say anything, and after a month, he finally talked to you for something else that his coffee order. you placed his drink (always an iced choco) down on his table, and as you were about to walk away, he called out your name. “yeah?” you said, turning around quickly, perhaps too quickly. the fact that he came in at such quiet hours meant that you had much leisure time to do nothing other than stare at him, unbeknownst to him. you knew he was a handsome guy, but being able to observe him so closely made you notice so many of his cute habits, and before you knew it, you were developing a crush. “how do you like it here?” he asked, and that was it. he forgot his homework as you answered his question, which prompted more from him, which prompted more from you. after that, you got into the habit of talking every time he came in, venting about your problems, bonding over shared interests, laughing at cat memes together. more often than not, this resulted in him being late for practice or never getting around to his homework. since you were in the same year level and he didn’t have as much time to study as you did, you also helped him with subjects he struggled with. you’d spent a week going over a history lesson with him, which had started out with him hopeless but he grew more and more confident about the upcoming test, thanks to your help. he had been really nervous about it, so when he barged in the café, a huge grin on his face and graded paper showing a bright red ‘B+’ in hand, you were so proud that you couldn’t help but run to him and take his face in your hands, pressing a firm kiss to his cheek. his eyes grew wide and he looked down at you in disbelief, but before you could run away and hide from what you just did, his grin found its way back to his face and he took you in his arms for the warmest hug you’d ever received. “i couldn’t have done it without you, y/n.”

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Yoon Jongwoo

Jongwoo was there for you as much as he could be, he knows how hard it can be to be a part of a survival show. He watched every single episode and voted for you, he even tried to subtly tell his fans to vote for you without outright saying it. He was there in person for the final episode, standing in the front row ready to cheer for his girlfriend. You saw him the second you got on stage, the way he smiled and waved made almost all of your nerves wash away. No matter what happened, he would be so proud of you. 

Throughout the final performances, you swore you heard Jongwoo shouting your name in the sea of people, it made you smile even wider. The Best Boyfriend award goes to Yoon Jongwoo. Finally, it was time to announce who made it into the debut line-up. 10 people would be in the group. 7 names had been called. Yours had not been one of them. Jongwoo was nervous. You had been popular, often among the top 10 during the show. But he knew just as well as you: even if you had been number 1 throughout the show, you could still be placed 11 today. 

~When you make it~

3 more contestants were announced. “The three contestants fighting for the final 2 spots are L/n (Y/n), Kim Yujin, and Lee Yuna. One of these trainees was placed first, one was second, and the third was placed just outside of the debut line-up with the 11th rank, let me announce second place,” Jongwoo held his breath, chanting (Y/n)’s name in his head. “(L/n) (Y/n)!” “YES,” Jongwoo exclaimed loudly, so proud and happy. He knew how much this meant for you. 

After the show was over and you could meet up with Jongwoo, he engulfed you in a tight hug, twirling the two of you around. “Congratulations, babe, I’m so happy for you,” “Thank you, Woo, I can’t believe it! Second place as well, only five votes away from number one,” “You’re always number one for me,” You gave Jongwoo a fake annoyed look at his pick-up line, yet a smile adorned your face, even if the line was corny, Jongwoo truly meant it. “Now that you’re debuting, you better film a dance challenge with me,” “Oh no, I can’t do that. You’re too good at dancing,” “Come on, you’re just as good as me,” You gave Jongwoo a slight push on his shoulder as you shook your head. “Alright, what if I promise to dance badly?” “Deal,” “But it’s gonna cost you a kiss,” You laughed before taking a step closer to him, leaning in, Jongwoo followed suit, and your lips met in a sweet kiss. 

~When you don’t make it~

3 more contestants were announced. “The three contestants fighting for the final 2 spots are L/n (Y/n), Kim Yujin, and Lee Yuna. One of these trainees was placed first, one was second, and the third was placed just outside of the debut line-up with the 11th rank, let me announce second place,” Jongwoo held his breath, chanting (Y/n)’s name in his head. “Kim Yujin!” “Number 1, please, please, (Y/n),” Jongwoo whispered, chanting your name, praying that you were number 1. “And the contestant who placed first, the final member of the group, is…” Jongwoo held his breath, waiting to hear your name. “Lee Yuna!” The MC announced loudly. Jongwoo felt disappointed, not in you but for you. He knew just how hard you had worked, you deserved to be debuting but there wasn’t anything he could do now. 

“And that means, that (L/n) (Y/n), ranked 11, just outside of the debut line-up, could you tell us how you feel?” The MC asked, turning to you. You were crying but still tried to say something. “Well, I am so happy for everyone who made it. Of course, I’m sad that I didn’t make it, but I’ll just have to try harder next time. Thank you to everyone who has supported me during this show, and once again, congratulations to everyone who made it,” Jongwoo felt tears build up in his eyes as you said that you needed to work harder next time, he didn’t agree with that. You had worked so so hard this time, giving more is just not possible. 

After the show was over and the two of you could meet up, Jongwoo quickly embraced you in a tight hug. The second his arms were around you, you began crying again. Jongwoo whispered into your ear how proud he was, how much he loved you, and that it would be okay. He did everything he could to console you. Eventually, your tears stopped and Jongwoo released you from his tight embrace. “You will always be number 1 for me, you know that right, in my heart you’re always the winner,” “I love you, Yoon Jongwoo, my corny boyfriend,” “And I love you, (L/n) (Y/n), my lovely girlfriend,” 

Jay Chang

Jay knows how stressful it can be to be in a survival show. He’s been close to making it, he knows how much it hurts to know that you were so close yet not making it. When you told him you would be competing in a survival show, Jay was happy for you but he also told you that it’s going to be rough and whenever you feel sad, he’s going to be there for you. 

Jay, just like Jongwoo, did everything he could to promote you to his fans, hoping that people would vote for you.

Jay stood in the crowd, cheering for you loudly. He didn’t care about being recognized, all he wanted to do was cheer for his amazing girlfriend who had worked incredibly hard for this. Even going so far as to perform with a sprained ankle, doing stunts and getting hurt. Jay was a bit worried for you, afraid that you would hurt yourself seriously. Everyone in the crowd cheered just as loud as Jay, whenever you came out on stage. 

~ when you make it ~ 

“And the contestant who has received the most votes tonight, the one who takes the number one rank is…” Jay began chanting your name, many others in the crowd following along with him. He saw how tears gathered in your eyes at seeing him there and hearing the crowd chanting your name. “(Y/n)!” The MC announced loudly. Jay jumped up and down in the crowd, cheering loudly. 

“(Y/N)!!!!” Jay ran up to you as soon as he could after the show, engulfing you in a tight hug. Once he released you from his embrace, he took your hands into his jumping up and down. You followed along with him, jumping up and down. “You made it!” “I made it!” “I’m so proud of you my love,” He kissed you on the lips. “Thank you for all your support Jay, I couldn’t have done this without you,” You gave him another kiss on the lips. 

~ when you don’t make it ~ 

“The contestant who was ranked in 13th place, 3 ranks away from the debut group is…” Jay held his breath, chanting in his mind, not (Y/n), not (Y/n), not (Y/n)... “(L/n) (Y/n),” Jay wanted to jump up onto the stage and embrace you, he felt his own tears building up as he saw how sad you looked. “Miss (Y/n), do you want to say something?” “I want to thank everyone who has voted for me and cheered for me, I know this isn’t the end, and I want to wish everyone who makes it, happiness and success,” 

After the show was over, Jay ran backstage, almost fighting security because they didn’t want to let him pass even if he had a backstage pass. The second he found you, his heart broke. You were sitting on the floor, back against a wall, crying, bandage and an ice pack on your ankle. “Baby,” When you heard his voice, you looked up, voice breaking as you said his name, “Jay,” “I’m here, (Y/n), it’s okay, I’m here,” He embraced you into a warm and loving embrace, consoling you for an hour as people rushed around in the room. 

“I feel like such a failure like I let down everyone,” “No, darling, you didn’t let anyone down. I promise you, everyone who has voted for you and cheered for you, they’re are so proud of you, you worked so hard and you proved to everyone that you have more talent than anyone. Look at me, it wasn’t an easy journey to get here, you’ll find your way eventually,” “I love you, Jay, thank you for being here for me,” “I love you too, darling, come on, let’s go home,” 

Oh Seongmin

Seongmin wasn’t too happy when he heard you were competing in a survival show, he knew from experience that it’s hard and it makes you doubt yourself. He didn’t want that for you, he wanted you to be confident and strong. He knows how talented you are, but he knows that sometimes it doesn’t matter how talented you are, because editing, airtime, songs, looks, it all plays a bigger part than talent does for many. However, he voted for you, cheered, and did everything he could to promote you. He loved you after all and would do everything he could to help you. 

On the finale of the show, Seongmin watched from backstage, happy to see that you had made it this far. He was so proud of how hard you had worked. You hadn’t always received the best editing or a lot of airtime, but even so, you were one of the top contestants. 

~ when you make it ~

The MC called four girls to the front, you being one of them. Three of you have made it into the group and one is placed 8th, just outside the debut line-up. After calling two of the other girls for third and second place, you and one other girl were left. One of you placed first and one placed 8th. Seongmin stared at the TV as he stood backstage, his hands clasped together, half praying that the MC would call your name for first place. “And now, the announcement everyone has been waiting for, who is the top-ranked contestant and who, unfortunately, ranked just outside of the debut. First place goes to…” Seongmin wished to hear your name, he waited anxiously as the MC slowly moved his mic back toward his face. “Congratulations… (Y/n)!” 

Seongmin squealed and jumped around as he cheered. You did it! And placing first too! He was so happy for you, everything had been worth it. All your hard work, all the hours spent in the studio, all the time and pain you had put into this, it had all been worth it. When you came backstage Seongmin stood with his arms open wide, a big smile on his face. “SEONGMIN!” “(Y/n)! Congrats! You did it!” “I did it!” You jumped into his arms, crying and laughing at the same time. Overwhelmed with happiness. Seongmin was so happy, he knew how it felt to make it in a survival show, not placing first though. “We have to film challenges together and try to get on the same entertainment shows!” “Don’t you think people would find out that we’re dating then?” “I don’t know, I don’t care either, Min, I just want to do everything with you!” Seongmin leaned in and kissed you on the lips twice and then once on the nose. He gazed into your eyes, happiness, and love swirling around in them. “Congratulations, darling,” 

~ when you don’t make it ~

The MC was calling names left and right, some who made it and some who didn’t. Your name had yet to be called, finally you and two others were called to the front of the stage. The final ranks were to be announced, you could be placed first, second, or last. 7 people could make it into the debut line-up, 7 out of 12 girls/women. “In second place, it’s Lee Yuna!” Seongmin stared at the screen, he felt nervous. He didn’t know what to do, what if you placed last? It would break his heart and yours. 

“First place goes to… Kim Yujin!” “12th place therefore automatically goes to, (L/n) (Y/n),” Seongmin teared up as he saw how you fell to your knees on the stage crying. Feeling like a failure, after placing first or second throughout the show and now placing last. All the bruises and pain hadn’t been enough, you hadn’t been enough. That’s what it felt like. The MC asked if you would like to say a few words but you couldn’t talk. No words would leave your mouth. Some of the other contestants whom you had been close with came up to you and tried to comfort you. 

After the show ended, you managed to drag yourself backstage. Feeling almost apathetic. Numb. It was like you were watching the world from space. Suddenly you felt warmer and safer, it took a while until you noticed that Seongmin was now hugging you as you cried silent tears. “It’s okay, (Y/n), it’s okay, I’m so proud of you,” “Seongmin,” You just managed to whisper his name, he hugged you even tighter, your body shaking as you cried. “It’s not your fault, honey, it’s okay, you were so good, everyone loved you,” Seongmin brought you home, ordering your favorite food and snacks, all to try and make you feel better. He patched up any injuries you had gotten from the last day. It took hours before you felt better, but having him there made it easier. 

Yeom Taegyun / TAG

Tag was ready to support you to a hundred percent in the best way he knew. By helping you with production skills and writing lyrics. Before the show started, he was practicing with you for 7 hours a day. Even bringing you along to dance practices with One Pact, having Jongwoo and Yedam give you tips on more dance styles. Tag supported you how he knew best, by practicing. You appreciated it, and thanks to him, you learned more skills that you could show and use during the show, making you a top contender for first place. Hundreds to thousands of videos of moments from the show went viral, most of them being videos of you. 

You and some others from the survival show were given some benefits after winning a certain round during the show, one of those being to film challenges with already debuted artists such as Stray Kids, Ateez, One Pact, and many more. You and Tag directly offered to film the challenge with one another. Tag knew that his group wasn’t the most popular one, but he still wanted to do what he could to help you out. The video ended up going a bit viral because people loved the synergy Tag and you seemed to have, commenting how perfect you would look as a couple, to which you both laughed if only they knew. 

~ When you make it ~

Tag ended up going to the show along with One Pact, they were invited after doing the challenges with some of the contestants. Tag and the rest of the boys were all excited to be there for you in person, they were all cheering for you, though Tag was cheering the most, albeit quietly. The final performances were amazing. No one knew who would make it and who wouldn’t, everyone seemed to be about equal in talent, it was anyone’s game. 

The One Pact members had been given a special mission as they attended the show, they would each get to announce one contestant who made it into the group. The five boys all randomly took five of the eight envelopes that held the names of the debut line-up. “And in fourth place,” Tag was the final one to open his envelope, the name inside was the name of the person placing 4th, he slowly opened the envelope, hoping to see your name. He knew it had to be yours, it was fate, he felt pulled toward this envelope, it had to be yours. Tag couldn’t hold back his smile as he found the familiar name written on the paper. “(Y/n)!” 

Once the show was over, Tag came up behind you, scaring you a bit as you hadn’t noticed him. “Congratulations,” “Oh my, Taegyun! You scared me! But thank you! It’s all thanks to you!” “You did it all on your own, how could people resist falling in love with you? It’s impossible to not fall for your charms,” You kissed him on the cheek, still feeling like your success was thanks to him. 

~ When you don’t make it ~ 

Two weeks before the finale, you sustained an injury while practicing for the finale performances. The injury was so bad that you had to drop out of the show, you had to be treated in a hospital for 2 days before you could go home. Tag stayed with you in the hospital for those 2 days, never leaving your side. He knew you would feel better if he was there. For those two days, it was like you hadn’t realized that you couldn’t return to the show, it would take weeks before you could dance again after this injury. 

“Taggy, do you have my phone, I need to talk with my manager,” Tag looked at you, his eyes giving away that he knew something you didn’t. “Um, don’t you think you should wait another day or two before you think about work. Besides we should be getting ready to go home now,” “Taegyun, what’s up?” Tag sighed, he couldn’t keep this from you. He held your hand as he looked at you with sad eyes. “Your manager called to tell us two things, 1 you’re of the show because you can’t dance now, and 2 she quits as your manager,” Tag left out the reasons for it, you aren’t worth it this is such a stupid injury, shouldn’t have happened. Something along those lines were what she said. 

“What? She quit?” “Yeah, but honey, you’ve told be that she’s been turbulent, unreliable. This only proved it,” Even if you knew that what Tag said was true, it still hurt knowing that you’d basically been abonded for something that wasn’t your fault. “I wanna go home,” “Let’s go home,” Tag helped you out to the car that his company sent, and he would be taking you to his apartment because your company isn’t doing anything for you. Tag began thinking of what he could do for you, he can’t heal your leg with a snap of his fingers, but he might be able to help you out with the company and manager problem. 

The following day, Tag woke you up by singing a song you didn’t recognize, his voice was smooth and soft, he sounded like an angel. Eventually as you woke up and became more aware, you began hearing what he was singing. It was a song he wrote for your one year anniversary. Hearing him singing that song again, brought you a lot of comfort. “Good morning, baby,” “Good morning, Taggy,” “Here, take some pain killers. What do you want for breakfast?” After saying what you wanted, Tag made sure to fix it for you. He sat with you in his bedroom eating when his phone dinged, he looked at it and smiled. “I’m gonna have to go to the company building for a little bit, I have a meeting I have to attend, Jongwoo-hyung and Seongmin-hyung are gonna be home though, so if you need anything just call for one of them,” He gave you a kiss on the lips before he slipped away. 

Tag came back 3 hours later, he looked exhausted but happy. He carefully layed down on the bed beside you. “How did your meeting go?” “At first, very badly but eventually it went well,” “What was it about?” “A lot of things, but mostly this one artist I wanted to produce some songs for,” You perked up at that, never having heard Tag show interest in another artist than himself, his group, or you. “Who?” “You,” “What?” “I tried to persuade Armada ent, to sign you to the company, so that you can debut and at least receive some support from your company, they didn’t agree to it until I said that I’d help produce songs for you, and that I would quit if they didn’t” “TAG, you can’t say you’ll quit for me,” “Eh, it worked” “Thank you, Taegyun, you’re my saviour,” 

Lee Yedam

Yedam would be your own personal cheerleader and dance teacher. He would have you show him every dance you had to learn, he’d learn it himself and help you out. He’d help other’s on your team if he so had to, but he’d mostly focus on you of course. He was voting like crazy, calling every single person that he knows asking them to vote for you. Accidentally watching your performance on a live and saying “Woah, this girl is so good, the one doing this part,” Resulting in his fans going to vote for you too. He was there watching every single performance, so what if he was recognized by anyone? He needed to support his amazing, talented, beautiful, caring, wonderful girlfriend.  

Of course Yedam was there for the finale, he was standing front row, barricade, he had waited in line for 12 hours, some people recognizing him and letting him go before them. He thanked them deeply. Some asked him if he was there for a special reason, he simply said that he wanted to support a friend. He was happy to hear that so many people were talking about how good you were and how they would definitely vote for you. 

He already knew the finale songs and performances, he had helped you prepare for them. You had even gotten the killing part and main dancer part, despite your original position being a vocalist. Thanks to Yedam you had really stepped up and become a better dancer, good enough to be the main dancer. While also still serving amazing vocals of course. The crowd was going crazy for you, screaming so loud that Yedam thought he’d go deaf, but he was screaming just as loud as everyone else. When you saw him in the crowd, you couldn’t help but wave to him, though most fans in the crowd thought it was to them. Yedam kept sending you hearts throughout the finale, you always smiled whenever he did, sometimes sending him a wink or blowing a kiss to him while you performed. 

~ When you make it ~

And now, it was time for the results. Yedam was nervous, while you had made it this far, you had always been wavering between the two lowest ranks for the debut line-up and just below it. Debut wasn’t a given for anyone. He was praying that you would make it. “Contestants who have the chance of ranking 6, 7, and 8 are (Y/n), Yuna, Yujin, and Haewon, please step forward,” Hearing your name made him happy but he was still worried, three out of four would make it, you could still be the one who ranks just outside of the debut line-up. “In eight place, Haewon!” The MC began announcing the ranks. “In seventh place, Yuna!” “And now, in sixth place, it’s either (Y/n) or Yujin…” “Congratulations…” Yedam was ready to climb on stage and rip the envelope out of the MC’s hands just to find out but they were dragging it out. “(Y/N)!” “YES!” Yedam exclaimed loudly as the whole crowd broke out into loud cheers, some people beside Yedam even grabbed his hands and jumped up and down with him, saying congratulations. 

Yedam looked up at you, giving you a bright smile and a thumbs up. He even looked happier than you did at the moment. You had tears in your eyes and a smile on your face. “Would you like to say a few words, (Y/n)?” The MC asked, handing you a mic, you took it and gave the MC a little nod. “I want to thank everyone who has voted and cheered for me during the show. I’m so happy to have made it! I also especially want to thank my best friend for being there for me and helping me during the difficult times! Please look forward to seeing me on stage!” Yedam almost began crying, he knew you couldn’t say that you wanted to thank your boyfriend but you calling him your best friend almost meant more. You both had a special bond, it was both love and a deep friendship. 

“Congratulations!” He yelled as soon as he could meet you. “Thank you for everything Yedam, I wouldn’t have made it without you,” “Of course you would have! You’re amazing!” “But you helped me become a better dancer!” “I didn’t do much, now what did you think of the group name?” The conversation about how you felt over the group members and everything continued the whole night. 

~ When you don’t make it ~

Your stage presence was the best it had ever been. Much thanks to your boyfriend standing in the front row cheering for you. Yedam was really hoping that people would vote for you. The crowd was loud and cheerful. Yedam worried a bit about how loud the cheers were for some of the other contestants compared to you, some were louder and some were quieter. When the time for announcements came, Yedam was about to start biting on his nails to release some nerves. 

“In 13th place, 5 ranks away from the debut group, we find…” The MC slowly opened the envelope, looking at it, he made a shocked face. Yedam had a bad feeling. Please don’t let it be her. Please anyone but (Y/n). “(Y/n)” The crowd broke out into gasps and sad exclaimations. Yedam tried to stay strong as he saw you look at him, silent tears running down your face. You worked so hard, you made so many improvements during the show, and still didn’t make it. The MC asked you to say a few words, Yedam couldn’t bear to hear you so sad, he began crying along with a lot of others in the crowd. “I, uh, wanna say thank you to everyone who voted for me. And I promise to work hard and come back on stage soon, so please,” You had to take a break and try to breath, your own tears feeling like they suffocated you. “Please, wait for me,” You then left the stage, leaving a lot of confidence behind, you really thought you would make it. Yedam quickly began moving to get to you, he was crying and he knew you would be feeling even worse. 

🤖 Asahi 🤖

like Junkyu, you'll have a lot of dates spent at home doing things you like at home like playing video games or watching movies/shows. and you get private access to producer!Asahi :] he always stays quiet when you walk in to check on how his song-making is going, but inside he's really happy to see you !

gets all stiff when you give him a hug but really he is m e l t i n g inside <3 sometimes, he'll randomly kiss you out of the blue and then act like nothing happened.

ever since he met you, most of the photos he takes with his film camera are of you ☆_☆ he is truly and utterly in love ! shows them to you after he gets them developed and points out how beautiful you are, even if you don't agree.

loves to cuddle with you and finds himself wrapping all his limbs around you even in his sleep >_<

🦊 Yedam 🦊

i miss him so much x2 oh my god he's a literal classic textbook boyfriend.. the type who shows up to your house at 4am so he can take you out for a walk on a street with pretty streetlights ☆ doesn't even care, does so much couple stuff in public (only if you're comfortable!) like holding your hand or placing his arm around your waist/shoulder, feeding you bites of the dessert you're sharing, wiping food off your face with his thumb, offering you his jacket....

loves when you touch his hair, run your fingers through it, or pat his head... it makes him so weak he'll do anything you say while you do that to him <33 also loves running his fingers through his own hair to get your attention because he knows how good he looks while doing it ;)

loves? biting/kissing your shoulder? even just playfully/lovingly/affectionately???? and is always whispering sweet nothings to you all the time.. when you wake up,, before you sleep,, like "y/n you're so precious" aHH i love him.

🐰 Doyoung 🐰

very classy but also chaotic bf??? super caring <33 brings you snacks when you're busy with something or even just watching a video, gives you his jacket when you're cold. he'll always be texting you reminders to bring an umbrella, telling you it's cold and to wear extra layers. he looks out for you so much ♡_♡

when he has his little weird moments and suddenly starts laughing (i love his laugh sm) for no reason, he'll expect you to play along,, pls play along with Dobby ! don't call him weird or he'll get sad </3

i imagine him loving eye contact with you? like just staring deeply into your eyes with a smile while both of you are cuddle or sat beside each other on the couch :>

he is your biggest hypeman and supporter.. always rooting for you and wanting you to succeed! ♡ will always be there for you when you have a hard time and will always remind you how amazing you are~

🦙 Haruto 🦙

my bias >_< tho he's yours as u read this <3 very bestie vibes boyfriend over super romantic? always being very playful and teasing you like pinching your cheeks before grabbing an item you can't reach (if you're shorter!), or winking and acting all full of himself when he wins a video game. his physical affection is super random and out of the blue, like quick pecks on your cheek whenever he feels like it, suddenly hugging you and he'll bury your head into his chest, reaching for your hand and claiming it's cause your hand looked 'lonely'...

seeing you in his clothes makes him smirk non-stop like it'll make his day.. he can't stop smiling!!! and omg will let you paint his nails if you want and will quietly watch over you eith heart eyes

whines 'okay mom/dad' when you tell him to drink more water instead of cola, but loves and appreciates that you look out for him <3 he'll be upset if you aren't hydrated too tho!

🐺 Jeongwoo 🐺

a self-conscious bean :( thrives when you hype him up and gets all giddy!! he melts when you hold his hand and rub little circles on the back to comfort him or just to show him affection <3

you'll get random vocal serenades from him all. the. time. he'll be walking around your house in his pyjamas, his shirt put on backwards because he was so sleepy when he changed last night, belting out the highest notes and then dedicating the love song he's singing to you... you're so lucky <3

he'll feel so comfy around you that he shows you all his sides--his sleepy, sad, and tired sides where he whines and buries his head in your neck, but also his super hyper, confident, and loud sides where he's bouncing around and telling you to feel how sharp his jawline is.

he'll always be telling you how much he loves you and how amazing you are, whether through text or straight to your lovely face <33

🐮 Junghwan 🐮

so many of your dates will involve food, especially if you're a foodie like him <33 he'll practically worship you if you cook for him, too >_< even if you're not a great cook, he'll always tell you your food is delicious!

loves being babied by you but also loves to protect you, to hold your hand and pull you into his chest. will whine and ask for kisses sometimes... if the members see him doing that he'll be so embarrassed >_<

purposely leaves him hoodies at your house for you to wear them hehe and then will act delightfully surprised when you show up in his clothes !

The second he had laid his eyes on you, Haruto could feel his heart clench, the sight of that shy smile on your face making him feel warm and fuzzy all over. And when you had made your way over to him, happily taking your place in his lap while hugging him, he felt his heart squeeze just a little tighter, swelling with the love he felt for you.

Maybe it was how adorable you looked, wearing his hoodie that was at least a few sizes too big on you, or maybe it was the fact that you had shown up just when he was starting to miss you too much. Either way, he knew at that moment that he wouldn't be able to focus on work any longer, the urge to hold you close to him sending all the deadlines flying out of his mind. And you of course, didn't have any problem with that, happy to finally get some alone time with him.

So that's how you had ended up here, your lips pressed against your boyfriend's as you sigh contentedly into the kiss, your heartbeat becoming one with his. He kisses you back a teensy bit harder, unable to hold back a smile as his hands squeeze your waist, pulling you closer ever-so-slightly. Your hands unlatch themselves from his shoulders, shifting their attention to his locks as his glasses bump against your nose, making you smile too.

It feels, for lack of a better word, nice. Getting to spend time with your boyfriend, his attention solely on you as his lips kiss you almost lazily, the sample songs he's so far only played for you looping on the computer screen. The setup casts a soft glow on the two of you, the otherwise dark room coming alive as his tongue traces the contours of your bottom lip, eliciting a soft hum from you.

This wasn't what you had expected, but this was just what you needed, to feel his love for you in leaps and bounds, and to show him that even if he gets busy with work, you're always going to find him, and make him feel special. To you, his embrace always feels like coming home, and that's what makes you kiss him again just as he's about to go lax.

“rain, rain … go away … come again another day.”

you sang to yourself, sitting near your window, having it slightly opened as you enjoyed the droplets of rain falling.

rain fell like the sky’s music; each drop was a note that didn’t sound great when heard on its own, but together along with the rest of the droplets, they created a song that put a smile on your face.

admiring the rain came to a stop when you heard rapid knocks on your door, pulling you out of your daze. you thought little, walking to the door and opening it, surprised to see your boyfriend standing in front of you, completely drenched from the rain and out of breath.

“yedam!” you marveled, awakening the ‘parent-mode’ in you as you quickly dragged him inside, not even giving him time to explain as you ran around. “what were you thinking? actually, don’t answer, just quickly change out of that.” your lips were pursed into a pout as you handed him clothes he had left from the last time he visited.

the male simply nodded, his usual bright smile on his face as he rushed inside the bathroom, changing out of his rain-soaked clothes. you waited in the living room, eyeing the bag he had brought with him, wondering what your boyfriend was doing out in the rain.

“all done!” yedam exclaimed as he walked out of the bathroom, wearing the dry clothes you had given him. “you look like a cute angry bird, y/n. stop pouting so much,” he stated, causing you to roll your eyes.

“come here.” you gestured, pulling your boyfriend to sit with you as you took the towel beside you, helping to dry his hair. “i’m the only cute angry bird who’s gonna be concerned about you, so deal with it,” you grumbled under your breath, getting a chuckle out of yedam.

he pulled away from you, quickly reaching out for the bag he kept on the table before sitting next to you. “i remembered you like to eat ice-cream when it rains, and i was out anyway, so i got you some,” he explained, putting a smile on your face as he spoke. “which one are you taking?”

“i’m not eating them now. not after you’ve been in the rain.” you shook your head. “i appreciate what you did, but right now, the options are coffee and tea. what’s your pick?”

“mm … tea?”

“that’s good because i don’t have coffee.”

the two of you burst into laughter as you walked to the kitchen, preparing the tea as you usually did. yedam followed you as you did the work, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, waddling along whenever you moved.

after making the tea, you took your cup, sitting on the sofa as yedam mimicked your movements. you sat in silence, lost in your own world as you listened to pitter-patter of the raindrops, feeling at ease as you did.

yedam observed you from the side, a smile of adoration on his face. the way you seemed to disconnect from reality yet connect with it was something he noticed, not getting enough, no matter how long he stared.

if the rain was music to you, then the picture of you listening to the rain was art to yedam. it wouldn’t make sense to you if you have never been in love, and maybe before this moment, it wouldn’t have made sense to yedam either.

it had happened. bang yedam had fallen in love. and you didn’t know, because you were doing the bare minimum and he had the comet of realization crash on him.

you turned towards your boyfriend, oblivious to the thoughts that were running in his head. “i still can’t believe you ran in the rain because you remembered i liked having ice-cream when it rains.” you giggled to yourself, grinning when yedam extended his arms, inviting you into his embrace. “i didn’t think it would mean much.”

the two of you cuddled on the sofa, partially enjoying the silence while the other half wondered how you two perfectly fit into the small space comfortably. not much was thought when you didn’t get an answer, because, to be frank, you didn’t really ask a question. a few more moments were spent in silence before yedam spoke up, finally pulled out of his thoughts to share them.

“they mean something. they carry value.”

“hm? what are you talking about, yedamie?”

“your words,” he answered, as if it was an obvious answer. “you are valuable to me, therefore, your words carry value too. i try to remember whatever you say because i know you do the same for me. all these little things mean a lot because they make who you are, and i want to remember them.”

you bit your lip at his sudden confession, trying to wrap your head around his words. “you are a valuable person in my life, bang yedam.” you shifted in your position, turning to meet his gaze as your hands touched his face. “but am i really worthy of such a position in your life too?”

“you are, y/n, because right now, in this moment, you mean the most to me.”

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