#yutascenario

The first time you met Yuta’s dog, you were pretty sure he wanted you dead.

A hulking, sharp-eyed creature—half wolf, if you had to guess—stood between you and Yuta’s apartment door, teeth bared, hackles raised. Yuta had just chuckled, leaning against the frame, watching with amusement as his dog decided whether or not you were worth sparing.

“He doesn’t like people,” Yuta had warned.

You had met the dog’s burning gaze and, against all logic, crouched down with an outstretched hand. “Guess I’ll have to prove I’m worth liking then.”

Yuta had smirked, eyes glittering with something unreadable.

That moment had been the start of something.

Because against all odds, the beast had taken a liking to you. He would still act aloof, still keep his guard up, but you were the only person besides Yuta who could touch him, who could sit beside him without earning a growl of warning.

And, in some ways, the same could be said about Yuta himself.

The night had started like any other.

You and Yuta had been holed up in his apartment, the dim lighting casting shadows across his sharp features as you sat across from him at the small kitchen table. His dog lay curled by your feet, a silent guardian—one you had long since gotten used to.

But something was off with Yuta tonight.

His fingers drummed against the table, his jaw tight, his normally sharp, teasing gaze darkened with something unreadable.

You had learned, over time, that Yuta didn’t let people in easily. He could be cruelly distant, a ghost when he wanted to be. But you had also learned to see through the cracks, to recognize when he was struggling against something too big to name.

“What’s wrong?” you asked softly.

“Nothing,” he bit out, standing abruptly. The chair scraped against the floor, and before you could respond, he slammed his hands against the table.

The reaction was immediate.

The dog shot to its feet, stepping in front of you with a vicious, guttural snarl. Every muscle in its body tensed, ears pinned, teeth bared in warning.

"Down," Yuta snapped, his voice like a whip.

The dog didn’t budge.

The growl deepened, his stance unwavering. For the first time, the dog—the creature Yuta had trained, raised, and trusted with his life—was defying him.

Your breath caught as Yuta took a step forward, then stopped. He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. His expression was unreadable, frustration warring with something else entirely.

"I know I said protect her," he muttered, voice lower, almost pained. "But I never meant from me."

Still, the dog refused to move.

Neither did you.

Not because you were afraid. Never because of that.

But because there was something in Yuta’s voice, something raw, something stripped down to its bare bones, that made your chest ache.

It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t rage.

It was fear.

Fear of himself. Fear of losing control. Fear of becoming something he couldn’t come back from.

And suddenly, you understood.

The room was thick with tension, but you moved first. Slowly, carefully, you rested a hand on the dog’s back, feeling the tension coiled beneath its fur.

"It’s okay," you murmured. "He won’t hurt me."

The dog hesitated. Then, miraculously, it backed down, still watchful but no longer hostile.

You rose to your feet, stepping toward Yuta. He didn't move. He didn’t meet your eyes.

“You really think I need protecting from you?” you asked, voice quieter now.

Yuta let out a hollow laugh, finally looking at you. “I think everyone does.”

Something in your chest twisted.

“You’re an idiot.” The words came out soft, affectionate even. "If your dog trusts me enough to protect me, then maybe you should trust me too."

Yuta blinked, momentarily stunned. Then he let out a breathless laugh, the tension in his shoulders easing just slightly.

"You always have to be right, don’t you?" he murmured.

You smiled. "Only when it matters."

A long silence stretched between you, filled with something fragile, something breakable.

And then, Yuta closed the distance.

His fingers brushed your cheek, hesitant, as if afraid you’d pull away. When you didn’t, he let out a shaky breath, his forehead resting against yours.

“I don’t know how to do this,” he admitted.

You reached up, resting your hand over his.

“Then let’s figure it out together.”

Later that night, Yuta’s dog laid between you both on the couch, content but still keeping watch.

Yuta was quieter now, softer in a way he rarely allowed himself to be. His fingers idly traced patterns against your palm, a silent reassurance, a silent promise.

You had always known that loving Yuta wouldn’t be easy. He was sharp edges and wary eyes, a storm that never quite settled.

But that night, as you lay curled against his side, his dog finally allowing the both of you a moment’s peace, you knew one thing for sure:

Even storms had their moments of calm.

You don’t feel weird telling him about your life since you’ve known him for so long. You’re just excited to finally leave.

You get home from work, tired as always. As soon as you open the door you can hear yelling and things being tossed. You walk past it not even surprised how used to it you are.

‘Nothing new’

Your mom yells for you “Y/N.. Tell your father to stop being a dick” Your father yells back “Not until you stop being a damn bitch”

You sit in your room and text Yuta telling him your parents are at it again.

• You’ll be out of there soon! Just hang in there a little longer

You look at it and put your phone on your bed and try to fall asleep. Ignoring your parents gets a little harder but you eventually fall into a deep sleep.

The next day you go and meet with your friend Olivia at a near by cafe

“Y/N..are you sure you’ll be okay living with Yuta?” “Yeah… why?” “You know how he looks.. I know you guys are close but-”

You’ve known Olivia since you were little, you’ve been inseparable since you met

“I don’t think I’ll like him… I mean he is gorgeous and nice. And he’s funny and protective”

“and you like him?” “I don’t know.. He probably likes some other girl” The waitress comes over with your drinks

Both “Thank you”

“I don’t think he likes anyone else.. The way he is with you is like how a boyfriend is with a girlfriend.. He’s always by your side, protecting you.. shit he’s even moving in with you” “You really think he likes me?” “yeah.. I do and I think you like him but you don’t want to admit it”

-Moving Day-

You meet up with Yuta at the apartment and the moving vans parked outside. You run and give him a hug and begin putting everything inside. Feeling all of the stress leave your shoulders and like you can finally breathe.

Yuta walks into your room “Hey, I’m ordering a pizza for dinner tonight. You good with pepperoni?” “Yeah.. That’s fine with me”

Yuta throws you a wide and bright smile and walks out of the room. You finish putting things together and finish up bathroom right after.

-20 minutes later-

“PIZZAS HERE!!”

Yuta tells to you and you hurry to the kitchen.

You both sit down and you say “Thanks for the pizza. I finished up the bathroom after I finished my room. Next is the kitchen” “I’m glad we’re living together”

You both smile at each other. His smile lights up any room

“I am too!”

- A week later-

You wake up to the smell of fresh coffee. You get out of bed and follow the smell and get a cup, creamer and sugar.

“Good Morning Y/N.. How did you sleep?”

“I slept okay.. What about you?”

You look and notice that he’s shirtless which makes you freeze

“I slept alright.. I’m usually not good sleeping in a new place but I was fine last night.. I made waffles, Taeyong taught me how to make them.. I hope they taste okay”

You look at him and wonder how he looks so happy saying everything. Seeing him mad was rare, being sassy is an everyday thing and having an attitude wasn’t something that happened a lot. You’ve seen almost every side of him like he has for you. You know his secrets and what he does and doesn’t like.

“Sure.. I’ll try some”

He takes a fork and gets a piece

“Here you go”

He takes the fork and brings it to your mouth for you to eat it.. You hesitate and finally eat

“So??? How does it taste?”

He stands there and watches you waiting for a response. You look at him and smile

“Your cooking has gotten a lot better”

“REALLY?! Am I almost better than Jaehyun?!”

You laugh

“You’re getting there”

For a minute you just look at him.

“Yuta.. thanks for getting me out of that house. it means a lot to me”

“No problem.. what are best friends for? By the way, A few of my friends are going out for drinks tonight.. You should come”

“Sounds fun.. can I bring Olivia?” “Yeah”

-

You and Olivia arrive at the bar. You immediately look around for Yuta.

“Why are you looking for Yuta?” “Well I just wanted to let him know we got here safe” “Sure”

You turn around and look at her

“What are you trying to say?” “That you like him” “Why would I like him? We’re just friends” “Okay.. whatever you say”

You look around and see Yuta standing there with his friends Taeyong, Taeil and Johnny. Yuta looks over and notices you and waves his arms around like an idiot with a huge smile on his face

You grab Olivia’s arm and walk to him and his friends. Yuta meets you with a hug and kiss on the cheek and gives Olivia a hug.

'that was weird…’

Taeyong looks at you and smirks

“Y/N.. Do you want a drink?” “Sure!”

You all get a drink and Yuta stands beside you with his hand on your waist.. You look over at him and sip your drink. Olivia leans over towards you

“Yeah because friends do that a lot” “shut up!”

-10 minutes pass-

You notice Yuta move his hand as he walks to give a girl a hug. Olivia notices too and you quickly reach for another drink.

“You shouldn’t drink that much.. You already had 4 shots and a glass of wine and whiskey” “Don’t worry Olivia.. I’ll be fine”

You know you won’t be fine because for some reason you feel a little weird being around Yuta. It wasn’t like that before you moved in together. You keep drinking until Taeyong pulls the drink out of your hand.

“Why are you drinking so damn much?!” “I-I just want to” “You shouldn’t drink that much. You’ll get sick”

The girl with Yuta leaves but you take your last sip and try to put your feelings away. Yuta walks up to you and notices that you look a little upset

“Y/N.. Whats wrong?” “Huh? oh nothing..”

You look at him and see how perfect his side profile is. How his bone structure is amazing, how long his eyelashes are and how gorgeous he is. You want to be mad at him but right now it seems almost impossible

Yuta just looks at you and smiles. He leans in and kisses you hard. Your eyes close slowly as you put your arms around his neck and kiss him back.

Next thing you know you’re in your bed waking up in the same clothes from last night. You walk and peek into Yuta’s room.

“Yuta?”

You look and see him asleep with the same girl from last night.. You feel like your heart hurts and is being split in two. You shut his door and call Olivia

“Hellooooo?” “OLIVIA WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THAT I LIKED HIM?!” “Huh? Oh Yuta.. Yeah I told you that about 30 times”

You sit on your bed

“well he’s in bed with that girl from last night and I feel like I want to cry”

“Why did he invite her? You two hit it off last night. Making out in the middle of the bar, dancing together..”

“Can you come over?” “I’ll be there soon”

-

You quickly hop in the shower and let the water pour all over your face. Trying to wash the night off and erase it from your mind.

-20 minutes later-

Olivia comes and you bring her straight into your room.

“I didn’t know I liked him until we moved in together.. What the fuck am I supposed to do? What if he marries her? Fuck.. what if-”

“Y/N.. listen to me… They aren’t getting married. It was just a hookup.. he probably doesn’t even like her..”

You hear the front door shut and you walk out in the kitchen to get coffee for you and Olivia. Not realizing you only have pajama shorts and a tight tank top on. Yuta notices you and just walks towards you to get some coffee too

-

“Did you have fun last night?”

Yuta is surprisingly quiet

“Yeah.. you?”

You chuckle

“sure”

you get the coffee and go back into your room. You give Olivia hers and then you hear a knock on the door.

“Ugh hold on… yea?” “Y/N.. can we talk?” “About..?” “Last night”

You roll your eyes

“there’s nothing to say.. We made out and you ended up brining a girl back. I think I’m pretty caught up”

“Y/N..It wasn’t like that.. I..was just nervous”

“Because we kissed? It was pretty rude kissing someone.. THEN having them come back with a complete different person”

“I know I was rude it’s just that, I’ve liked you for a while a-” “that’s a weird way of showing that you like someone”

“I just didn’t know if I was thinking right.. Us living together made it like 100 times worse.. I just always want to kiss you but I can’t..”

-Yuta brings you to the front room and you shut your door so Olivia doesn’t hear your conversation-

“I just don’t want to ruin our friendship” “Well I realized that I liked you after moving in.. but I didn’t go fuck someone” “I know… That was just.. I wasn’t myself”

Yuta puts his hand on yours

“Y/N..I’m sorry”

Yuta gets up and goes into his room and shuts the door.

-

That next day Yuta brings that girl over again. You’re in the kitchen baking cookies as you see her walk in

“Haha wow.. cute”

You call Olivia

“Olivia… why is she here again?” “The bitch? If he said he likes you why the fuck would he bring her over??” “I’m trying to make cookies and I’m getting mad..” “Ignore him.. he’s being an asshole right now.. I have to go. I’ll call you later.. Love you” “Love you too”

You continue to bake and Yuta comes in the kitchen

“Hey”

You ignore him and put the cookies in the oven then walk into your room. He comes and knocks on the door.

“Why are you ignoring me?” “Why are you being an asshole?? you said you like me.. Then you go and bring the same girl back again”

“I… We aren’t doing anything”

“Okay.. Can you leave because I didn’t move out of a fucked up place where people argue everyday to do the same thing here”

-You go back in the kitchen a few minutes later and see Yuta have the girl leave-

“Is that better?” “excuse me?” “I had her leave… you happy now?” “haha sure..”

“She was just here to get some of her things she left here”

“okay”

You take the cookies out of the oven and put them on the counter. Yuta walks to you and turns you around and kisses you again. Harder than before. You push him away

“Kissing me isn’t going to make it better” “be quiet for a second”

He places his hands around your waist and yours are on his chest. You stop trying to fight back and kiss him.

“Y/N” “Yeah?”

“I’m sorry… I keep fucking up.. I’ve never felt like this before. I haven’t really been in a relationship. I just.. I’m used to what my parents do so it just seems natural.. But I know it’s wrong..”

“You can’t just sleep with someone after kissing a complete different person.. You honestly hurt me”

It’s true.. he did hurt you. He isn’t the kind of person to do that. He’s just a sweet person that has a smile that makes everyone around him smile as well.

“What if I promise I’ll never do that again? And I delete her number? then will you forgive me?” “Yuta…”

“No… I want to work things out.. I like you and I want to be with you. You make me a better person but I keep fucking up and I need to stop”

You smile at him quickly and kiss him once more

“Just stop being mean.. delete her number, don’t cheat and don’t do what your parents did”

“okay.. Promise” “Promise”

He seals the promise with a kiss

“so.. do you want to date me?” “yeah” “I promise I’ll be better.. I won’t fuck around” “If you do that again.. I’ll punch you”

“haha okay” “can you help me with the cookies?”

Yuta hugs you tightly and kisses you on the lips then cheek and forehead

“What kind of cookies did you make?” “red velvet and chocolate chip”

-After making the cookies-

Yuta grabs your hand

“let’s go lay down” “huh..? okay”

-

As he holds your hand and brings you into your room, you get butterflies and get nervous. You’ve never held his hand like this before, well only when he acted like he was your boyfriend but this time he really was. All you could do was look at his hand holding yours. His fingers wrapped around yours and feeling somewhat comfortable and safe.

Yuta has always been very protective over you, always made sure you ate and that you weren’t in trouble. Made sure no men messed with you. But now having him as your boyfriend instead of just your best friend made it different.

“I know this is random but I just want to lay down and cuddle with you for a while” “Oh.. t-that’s fine”

You haven’t been close with a boy before seeing as they would usually cheat or hurt you so you never had the chance to cuddle.

Yuta holds your hand and brings you to your bed

“Don’t be nervous Y/N.. I’m not going to hurt you”

He smiles and kisses you. You lay down and he wraps his arms around you as you face each other. You look at him and see each beauty mark, every pore, each acne scar. You see how pink his lips are and now nice is jawline is. You see his eyelashes twirling around the rest and his hair slightly in his eye and it scares you because you haven’t been that close to him before.

He has one hand on your waist as yours are on his chest. He kisses you again but this time you don’t feel as scared. You kiss him back and move in closer. You stop kissing and smile at him.

“Y/N.. you’re beautiful” “thank you.. You’re handsome” “Thank you”

-

You both fall asleep in your room but you wake up to the doorbell. You quietly get out of bed, kiss Yuta’s head and walk to the door. It’s the girl Yuta was with before.

“Can I help you?”

She looks confused

“Um my name is Nancy, I’m looking for Yuta..” “sorry but my boyfriend is asleep right now. I’ll let him know you came”

Yuta walks out of the room shirtless, stretching and yawning

“who’s at the door? oh, hey Nancy.. Why are you here?” “You haven’t messaged me back..”

“oh yeah well I was busy last night.. see my girlfriend and I made cookies.. I’d invite you in for some coffee but I don’t want to. Have a good day”

He walks up to the door, shuts and locks it then kisses you.

“Good Morning beautiful.. do you want some coffee?” “G-Good morning.. sure”

Yuta grabs your hand and brings you to the kitchen

“how did you meet her?” “who Nancy? we met at a party when I was like 19. She’s always been like that”

-

You go to meet Olivia at the ice cream shop

“so you two are a couple now? You should sound a little more happy”

“I am happy.. It’s just that girl Nancy. She came over this morning. What if he invites her over while I’m at work or out with you?”

“If he does that, I’ll beat the shit out of him. But I think he has more sense than that” “You’re right… I’m just overreacting”

Olivia gives you a small smile

“I wouldn’t say overreacting.. you’re just worried”

-Home-

You get back home to see Yuta in the kitchen.

“I decided to make waffles again. Maybe they’ll taste better this time. Oh I got these for you”

He walks over to you and gives you a bouquet of roses

“aww Yuta.. thank you”

You kiss him and he gives you a wide smile.

“Yuta.. can I talk to you?” “of course”

You sit down at the island in the kitchen

“I’m worried.. about Nancy” “what about her?” “That you’ll invite her over again”

He stops cooking and looks at you

“Don’t worry, you’re the only person I want to be with. Nancy was just a hookup but you.. you’re a long time relationship and love. I would never cheat on you”

“Okay.. I’m sorry for bringing it up”

“You don’t need to apologize.. I just want you to know that she’s not coming back over again. I told her today and she was pissed but she’ll obviously get over it”

“okay..” “I know you’ve been in shitty relationships but trust me.. I won’t do that to you. I need you to trust me”

It’s true that you’ve had shitty relationships before. Being cheated on and hurt and Yuta had to be the one to cheer you up and fight all of the guys. You were scared. You didn’t want to get hurt but you know Yuta isn’t like any of those guys. He’s a sweet heart..

“I trust you”

Yuta takes the last waffle out of the waffle iron, butters it, turns the waffle iron off and walks to you. He cups your face with his hands and kisses you hard. He kisses you more passionately and you can feel how much he likes you with each kiss. Each time he moves his tongue around yours.

You stop kissing and he looks at you

“You’re cute”

He kisses your nose and takes the flowers for you. He cuts the ends then puts them in a vase with water. You walk to him and hug him from behind burying your face into his shirt and smell his cologne.

“Can I have a waffle?”

He turns around and faces you. His hands on your hips and yours on his chest

“Yeah, I invited Jaehyun, Taeyong, Mark, Lucas, Renjun and Olivia over. We’re having a waffle contest”

“I already know yours are going to be the best”

“you’re on the right team”