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[19:23] You're lying with the front of your body facing downward, while your boyfriend!Jaemin is studying. You love see him concentrated. He feels you stare at him, Jaemin looks at you with a lovely eyes and a bright smile. He gets closer, give you small pecks in your lips and say:"I can't concentrate with your puppy eyes looking at me."

[4:37pm] sometimes you wonder what your world would be like without him. although, you never want that to happen. as soon as you thought that, jaehyun had opened the door catching you by surprise. “jae, i thought you’d be home later tonight,” you stated. he smiled, kissed your temple and said, “i thought so, too, but they let us out early.” you smiled back at him, embracing him. you missed jaehyun, almost too much

tall boy＾＾

fluff ☆彡

pairing: short gn!reader x tall classmate!johnny

highschool setting | highschool au

johnny has always teased you.

you’ve known each other since 4th grade yet still throughout your high school years, johnny never misses an opportunity to get you worked up.

even though he was really only an inconvenience, you enjoyed having classes with johnny.

“hey give it back!”

you whine as johnny lifted up your pencil case higher into the air, extending his arm way up out of your reach, taking it as far as stepping up onto a chair, allowing him to briefly brush against the considerably low ceiling with his fingertips.

“mm-mm.”

johnny proudly shakes his head no.

you’ve watched johnny grow up. you’ve seen how he’s changed and grown, and how much taller he’s gotten. and as much as you hated it, for some reason your heart couldn’t help but flutter a little when he did things like this to tease you, taking advantage of the huge height different between the two of you.

“i said give it back you bozo.”

you jumped up and down and flailed your arms in the air in hopes you could grasp onto your belongings. you only looked ridiculous.

his lips curled into a smile.

“and what if i don’t...” johnny said tauntingly as he lowered his head to your level, keeping his chin up, squinting his eyes as he shook his head side to side to appear playfully intimidating.

a bit flustered at the sudden proximity of his face to yours, you tried to find your words.

“then i’ll- then i’ll- i’ll-”

you were cut off by the abrupt silence of the room and the familiar voice of your teacher.

johnny eagerly rushed back to his desk.

all the attention is on you. confused, you look around and notice all the heads turned your direction…your hands still in the air, slowly making their way back to the sides of your torso.

“good morning students, welcome to class.” your teacher cleared his throat. “y/n, do we have a problem here?”

you were bright red from the embarrassment of your entire class staring right at you after making a scene.

“no sir… my apologies.” you blurted out with cracks in your voice.

johnny glared at you from the side of his eye in amusement, but also just as much fear, as you locked eyes with him.

“johnny suh i’m gonna kill you…” you threatened under your breath, while giving an awkward reassuring smile to your teacher before heading to your seat.

johnny tensed up.

hi this is the first thing like this that ive ever written so ya i hope you liked it

also i have no idea what im doing

genre: fluff,

pairings: bestfriend!haechan x gn!reader

no warnings!

{11:37pm} ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆

you watch your bestfriend!haechan in admiration as he devotes all his attention to the screen in front of him, flashing lights onto his face, making his eyes beam. slightly behind him so he wouldn’t notice you staring, you prop your head up by holding your cheek against your palm, leaning against the coffee table that stayed level to your shoulder, as the two of you were sitting on the floor. you thought he looked cute with one ear uncovered by his headphones. why did he look so cute? you weren’t completely unaware of your feelings. you knew you liked haechan…you just couldn’t admit it. you loved the nights you stayed at his house for a little while after you worked on projects together before your parents came to pick you up. gaze still fixed towards the screen, haechan breaks the silence.

“y/n.”

“mhm?”

“when are you gonna stop staring at me?”

being caught off-guard, you swallow.

“oh…well i”

“keep doing it.”

your eyebrows raise and your lips form a slight pout.

haechan realized what he just said.

“i mean keep looking at me like a creep you weirdo, I dare you.” he scoffs in attempt to recover himself.

you lowered your head a little in embarrassment, rubbing the nape of your neck harshly. conveniently, the room was dark, but you were a blushing mess. it went quiet again, only slightly hearing muffled fighting sound effects through haechan’s headphones that the volume was way too high on, and the click-clack of haechan spamming all the buttons on his controller. now you and haechan were leaning against the coffee table, side by side. all the bright lights really tired your eyes out, so you shut them, resting your head onto your knees. now you were rolled into a ball. haechan made fun of you then instead he moved your head onto his shoulder. you can feel haechan’s rapid pulse. He awkwardly clears his throat. “psh. see, now you don’t look ridiculous.. ahh y/n, what am i gonna do with you… better yet, what would you do without me?” he irritably shakes his head as he prides himself playfully.

“i don’t know.” you muttered.

“you don’t know what?”

“i don’t know what i would do without you hyuck.”

haechan flicks your forehead but you were too tired to react.

“i think im in love with you haechan.” you mumbled half asleep into haechan’s shoulder.

haechan’s heart was pounding.

“get off! you’re drooling on my favorite shirt!”

you were shaken off haechan’s shoulder, and now you two were staring at each other. haechan staring more thoughtfully, while you just kind of sat there obliviously. you had no idea what was happening, all you knew was that you were with haechan, and you really, really liked him. your lips curled into a smile and once again you confessed. “i really like you haechan.” you giggled. but that’s what brought you to your senses. you realized what just happened and haechan noticed the panic starting to set in. but before you could even think straight, haechan leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead, the same place he flicked you a second ago, ironically enough. he followed that by saying “well that’s too bad… because i don’t like you at all.” you knew he was teasing you, so you attempted to scowl through your forming smile and red cheeks, and when you tried to stand up, haechan pulled you back to him. he pinched your cheek. “…cute.” but then the moment was ruined. “geez what happened to your face? you look like a tomato with a severe skin condition, you’re so red.” haechan teased. “you are too.” you talked back, and pushed haechan over. you broke into a fit of laughter, while haechan tried so hard to keep a smile from forming on his face. it all made a little too much sense. you’ve known haechan all throughout your childhood but recently you’ve laughed a little harder at his jokes, you’ve noticed you twirl your hair and twiddle your thumbs around him. it’s actually really weird, so you wish it didn’t feel as right as it did, but you just can’t help it. you cant help but love lee donghyuck.

thx for reading! xoxo mwah

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

pairings: idol!mark x gn!reader

{12:19pm} ❁

in reality, you were just like any other fan.

you hear your boyfriend!mark walk into your apartment after making a quick trip to the store. you ran and clinged on to him before he could even shut the door behind him. “oh hi” mark giggled, dropping the bag in his hands to wrap his arms around you too. “mark” your voice quivered. “yeah?” mark questioned. “i love you so much” you said with it turning into a whisper. “I love you too.” mark stuttered, a bit flustered at the sudden change in mood. he pulled you tighter to his chest, bringing your head in with his hand on the nape of your neck, and rested his chin on your head. “are you okay?” he asked a bit hesitantly. “mhm” you mumbled into his sweatshirt. “i just cant believe it.” “you cant believe what?” mark instinctively tilted his head attentively. taking your head off his chest, you cup his cheeks and look up at the flustered boy. you started to tear up. “i cant believe this. i just cant believe you’re here right in front of me. i cant believe im looking at you. i cant believe you’re listening to what im saying right now. i cant believe im touching you. i cant believe you’re mine, mark. i cant believe you’re real and that-” before you could say more, mark tilted your chin up to place a kiss on your blabbering lips. “did that feel real?” mark smiled and wiped your tear that finally fell. “i love youuuu” mark said smushing your cheeks together with one hand. “thank you.” you attempted to say with mark still squishing your mouth. “for what?” his eyebrows raise, hand still on your face. “thank you for loving me.”

but you really were just like any other fan, only now when you said i love you, you received the same words in response.

hiii thx for reading!!!

no warnings 🐑 bf!yangyang x gn!reader 🐑 yangx2 drabble

─ ༊*·˚ ✧˳ 12:47am

you were at your boyfriend!yangyang’s apartment and it was getting late. you were planning on heading home soon, until it started pouring rain outside. you couldn’t walk to the bus stop at this rate, it’s not like you brought an umbrella, and yangyang didn’t even own one. so yangyang awkwardly offered that you spend the night at his place.

you were hesitant to take the offer, as the two of you just recently started dating, also considering the fact that yangyang had also just moved into this apartment and all he had to fill the space was a tv placed on the floor, a coffee table, and a couch that folded out into a bed.

“dont worry, ill sleep on the floor of course!” he exclaimed, flustered. “i suppose that could work..” you said shyly, focusing on the way you were rubbing your thumbnail with your index finger. yangyang set up the bed for you and gave you a pair of his basketball shorts and a t shirt. you changed into the loose fitting clothes. standing behind yangyang, you tapped his shoulder as he was putting something in the cupboard. “how do i look?” you giggled as he turned around to face you. “like me. so, cute.” you slapped yangyang’s arm playfully.

it was a little later and you were already lying down on the bed. “goodnight y/n” yangyang said while fluffing his pillow on the ground. “goodnight yangyang.” you say back. the lights were off, but the room was lit enough to see, as the moon and the city lights beamed through the curtain-less windows. you could see yangyang lying on the floor, continuously readjusting his uncomfortable position. you felt bad for him.

“uh yangyang..” “yeah?” yangyang perked his head up to look over to you, he looked like a puppy. you patted the empty space to the right of you, signaling him to come sleep there instead. yangyang nodded and didn’t hesitate to come to you.

you scooted over to make more space for him. neither of you said anything as he lied down, settling next to you, proceeding to take out his phone. you watched from the other side of the bed as he scrolled through his phone, resting it on his chest, holding it in place with the arm of the opposite side of where you laid. the light revealed his face in the dim room. he had such a pretty side profile.

eventually, after not being able to resist, you built up the courage to move closer to him, laying your head on his shoulder, pressing into the crook of his neck, finding a place for your hand in the space there was between his head and where he held his phone. yangyang turned his phone off, the glow leaving his skin. you were so comfortable, drifting off to sleep.

his arm wrapped around your back, keeping you leaned against his chest, using his other hand to trace the uneven line on your head where your hair parted down the middle for the most part. “im so glad i don’t own an umbrella”

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markiemelon library

fake texts ⃗ 🍞 ┊ back to nav ⃗ 🥠

shhhh. you’re in the markiemelon library

🫧 everything is fluff and sfw !!!

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johnny ┊͙

tall boy

jaehyun ┊͙

home run! miss you already ordinary 8:30pm

mark ┊͙

play something fool 12:19pm cool. eye for an eye

you look good in red you look good in red pt 2 focus

double take

haechan ┊͙

3:13am 11:37pm biscuit boy teddy bear

my everything

◌ DREAM

renjun ┊͙

all along that boy kiss it better

jeno ┊͙

dirty dishes race you there bedtime story pillows

jaemin ┊͙

why’re you hitting yourself chubby bunny breakfast

chenle ┊͙

5:47pm

jisung ┊͙

9:35am tangerine love chewing gum

◌ WAYV

xiaojun ┊͙

mint choco make a wish

yangyang ┊͙

umbrella

◌ WISH

riku ┊͙

snow devil

sion ┊͙

can’t help myself

◌ RIIZE

—nothing here yet! go ahead and request!—

FYI my requests are always open… tell me what you wanna read! i just ask that you keep it sfw. now enjoy yourself some markiemelon~

biscuit boy

fluff . no warnings ˘͈ᵕ˘͈

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔ ♡

baker!haechan x gn!reader

you made your usual stop at the cafe on your way to work. pleasantly not-surprised to see him behind the counter. it all started when you needed a gift for your co-worker’s birthday, conveniently coming across the cafe that very morning on your way to work.

you walked inside to see a cute boy around your age working in the back. when asked your order, you almost blatantly asked who that boy was. but you simply asked for one of those little biscuits shaped like bears, pointing to the one on display in the glass cabinet, lit with yellow light. “that might be a little while, if you don’t mind the wait.” the man said to you. “sure, that’s alright.” truthfully, you didn’t have much time. but you wanted to get a better look at the boy. “you can go ahead and have a seat, we’ll call you when it’s ready... and haechan, get started on the biscuits.”

and so you sat, focusing on the boy who must be haechan, as he was the only other person there, with the cafe just barely being opened for the day.  you don’t even drink coffee, but ever since that day a couple months ago, you’ve stopped by that cafe nearly every morning. it used to be right on your way to work, but you’ve since been fired. now in recent mornings you find yourself going out of your way to make the stop, yet still, you do so.

you cherish the bits of information you exchange with haechan in the small talk you share, as you’re usually the only one there with him first thing in the morning. it’s gotten to the point where haechan has your order memorized and already ready before you get there, but you still stay to talk to him regardless.

you wish you could get to know him more. but little did you know, haechan has been putting bits and pieces together about you. he’s picked up on some of your small habits, like how you always put your bag on the table first before sitting down, and how you instinctively check where your name was written on the box your order came in to see if it was spelled right. haechan wants to know you more too.

the reason he started to prepare your order before you got there was to test whether or not you would still stay to talk to him. and from your little conversations, he knows you got fired from that job, about you going out of your way, and how you don’t even like coffee. leading him to assume that perhaps, maybe you come there every morning for him. maybe it was bold of him to assume, but even so, it gave him the confidence to take a step closer to you.

it was another morning. nothing new. haechan handed you your box and naturally you look for the little line that held a place for your name. there was a bit of a surprise this time though. i mean, you name was on it, however it was followed by a question. “y/n, can i please have your number??”

you looked over to haechan who was staring at you, leaning against the counter with his elbows, resting is head in his hand with a big smile on his face. he tapped a little notepad with his finger and gently pushed it across the counter, away from him, and closer to you. you picked up the conveniently placed notepad and pen and proceeded to write down the digits to your phone number. “here.” you set down the notepad. “im gonna be late for work.” you speed walked out of the cafe before haechan could say anything else.

later that day~

text from [unknown number]

hi, y/n??? it’s me. the boy who makes your biscuits.

new number added to contacts as biscuit boy

thx for reading ! hope you enjoyed ^ ^

teddy bear

fluff . no warnings

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ♡

haechan x gn!reader

—{11:24pm} *࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:

now you really understand why they call haechan a bear. holding him close to you, heart fluttering at the feeling of his chest against yours. you could stay like this for hours, and you did, but with your legs getting tired of standing. so now on the couch, you stay holding onto him, only subtly changing your position to wrap your arms around his waist and under his arms from the back. resting your chin on top of his shoulder to press your cheek up against his. you sit behind him, a little squished in the limited space there was between haechan and the couch. you pulled haechan back with you as you leaned your back against the arm of the couch, haechan shifting slightly to the side of you to relieve the pressure off your chest. but still, you held haechan in your arms, just like you would a teddy bear.

haechan was your teddy bear. ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ♡

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ

nct dream - teddy bear

0:01 ❍─────── 4:02

∞ ↻ ⊲ | | ⊳ ↺

i need to stop with all this haechan stuff. im sad and delusional.

bf!chenle x reader

[5:47pm] ࿐

“baby!!! awww i missed you so much!!!” you gasped, running in for a hug.

“i missed you too!!!” chenle held his arms out, waiting for you to run into his embrace…until he was pushed aside, budged by your shoulder as you ran right passed him.

“daegal!!! you cutie!!! did you miss me???” you smothered daegal in kisses, holding her up to your face.

chenle stood there and watched, feeling defeated.

home run!

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

boyfriend!jaehyun x gn!reader

{4:30pm} *࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔

you and your boyfriend!jaehyun went to a baseball game together. you really weren’t into baseball as much as jaehyun was, but you loved going to games with him regardless of you not even understanding the sport entirely, just to see the look on his face when he gets excited over it.

“y/n! y/n! did you see that??? that was a home run!!!” he points at the field down below ecstatically and turns briefly to look at you before turning his head back to the game, only to realize you were staring right at him. “y/n why aren’t you looking!!!” he double takes over to you, not wanting to take his eyes off the game.

“i am looking.” you say smiling.

“you’re looking at me!!” he talked back.

“exactly.” you giggled.

jaehyun scoffed before getting distracted again, contributing his own noise to the sea of claps and cheers, immersing himself even more into the game.

you continued to admire your boyfriend, carefully observing how his dimples dented his smiling cheeks. you loved this boy so much.

the game came to an end, with jaehyun turning to look at you in disbelief.

“y/n you should have seen that! i cant believe you weren’t even-”

“I love you.” you cut him off.

jaehyun paused for a moment. “I love you too...but that’s not the point!”

jaehyun continued to blabber on and on about what was so great about whatever you missed.

sure, you didn’t pay attention and missed it, but you really couldn’t care less.

because jaehyun was more of a score than any home run.

thx for reading !!!

omg then can i please request some jeno fluff 🥺🥺

dirty dishes

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

pairings boyfriend!jeno x gn!reader

boyfriend au | established relationship

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— {3:46pm} ༉‧₊˚✧

“jeno you’ve been cleaning your apartment all dayyyy” you tugged on your boyfriend’s arm as he stood facing the kitchen sink. “can we please watch a movie now?” you pout, putting your hands on his shoulder, leaning against him.

“it’s not my fault you used a separate dish for every bowl of ramen you had today!!!!”

you had nothing to say, so you responded with moving your eyes side to side.

jeno turned to you to tap your nose with his pink gloves, getting a dot of soap on the tip of it. “ewwww jeno that’s gross!!” you whined, wiping the soap off your nose and onto jeno’s sleeve. he giggled at the sight.

“i’m almost done. just wait for me on the couch.” jeno reassured you.

“no,” you wrapped your arms around jeno’s waist, giving him a back hug. “i’ll stay here.”

jeno smirked to himself. he continued his task as you watched from around his shoulder, still holding onto him.

“y/n i cant do the dishes with you hugging me.” jeno laughed.

“well it’s not so easy for me to hug you while you’re doing the dishes!!!” you shouted back. “so hurry up.”

a few more minutes pass, and even with limited mobility, jeno finally finishes the last dish.

jeno turns off the faucet and dries his hands, turning around to look at you. “so what do you wanna watch?.” he asks, smiling at you.

“oh so now you wanna watch a movie…” you question him, crossing your arms.

“well i assume you wouldn’t wanna eat off of a dirty dish…”

“you’re a dirty dish…” you scoffed, pulling his head down for you to reach, kissing his cheek.

“well you just kissed the dirty dish.” he teased you.

you cupped his cheeks with your hands and brought his face up close to yours, looking into his eye smile.

“and i suggest you stop before i slap the dirty dish.”

thank you so so much for the request!!! i was actually already gonna write something for jeno, but i forgot and wrote it for mark instead… but anyway, feel free to leave requests in my ask box!!!!

and as always, thx for reading!!!!

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eye for an eye

fluff ☁︎

bestfriend!mark x fem!reader

—*ೃ༄ {8:46pm}

you sat next to your bestfriend!mark on your couch, telling him about your day.

“and so then after-”

mark suddenly flicked your forehead, cutting you off.

“hey what was that for???”

“i don’t know.”

you stared at mark.

“continue.” he requests.

“no, no. you know how this works. you flick me, i flick you back. now come here, just a bit closer.” you say passive aggressively.

“psh what kind of logic is that?” mark says subtly scooting away from you.

“an eye for an eye. it’s only fair. now come here markie.”

“so does that mean if i push you, you have to push me back?” he nudges your shoulder.

“yes mark, that’s exactly what that means.” you said a little too calmly, smiling with wide eyes.

mark stood up abruptly, running over to the kitchen island, you following behind. he stood on the opposite side of the counter, hands planted on the surface, shifting his weight towards either side of the island, away from whichever side you stepped towards.

both of you were stuck, so the only reasonable thing for you to do was climb over the counter. before mark could get away, you grabbed his shoulders. then you realized what your situation looked like. you were sitting on the counter with your arms resting on the sides of mark’s neck, his hand on your knee, looking directly at each other.

“well i should probably head home before it gets too dark.” mark said.

you nodded, only breaking eye contact to let mark help you down from the counter.

“maybe you’ll get me next time.”

“hm” you said quietly in agreement.

maybe this type of situation should have been awkward, but it didn’t feel that way at all.

now in front of the door, mark pulls you in for a hug and says the usual “see ya later.”

it was never weird for you two to hug, but this time when he hugged you, your heart skipped one beat more than it usually did, as you and mark held on to each other for a little longer than normal.

you watched mark leave your apartment. lost in your thoughts from the way you just felt, you stared blankly at the closed door in front of you. about a minute of silence passed until you heard a knock. still standing in front of the door, you open it almost immediately to be faced with your bestfriend, mark.

“mark. wh-”

mark leaned in to peck your lips without any hesitation, catching you off guard.

“kay now do it back.” mark said expectantly.

“huh” is all you could say.

“an eye for an eye. you said it yourself.”

you blinked repeatedly.

“it’s only fair, right?” mark said through his smile and raised eyebrows, shaking his head, mocking you with your own words.

it took you a moment to comprehend what was happening.

to tease him back, you pinched his ears, pulling his head down more level to your face, directly guiding his lips to meet yours.

although the moment was brief, it was more than long enough for you to confirm exactly how you felt about mark.

“ow ow ow” mark said, giggling out of the kiss. “my ears.”

“there. now we’re even.” you let go of his ears.

mark’s annoyed sigh turned into a smile. he ruffled your hair and pulled you to his chest.

“mark.” you said into his shoulder.

“mhm?”

“are we like…dating now?”

“um i guess” mark patted your back.

“okay...boyfriend.” you giggled.

you felt mark’s arms tighten around you

“i love you…girlfriend”

thx for reading!!!!!!

wahhh there’s a shortage of fluffy jaemin bf content😭😭 please make some (only if u want to)!

Hmm maybe like one where he does ur hair or you both just de-stress with eachother by cuddling and talking abt ur day IDK WAAAHHH ㅠㅠ

or do whatever makes u happy :)

Ok bye :3

why’re you hitting yourself

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

pairings boyfriend!jaemin x gn!reader

─ ੈ♡˳ {11:06pm}

“im so tired.” you yawned, gathering your hair behind you to tie it up loosely.

“wait let me try.” your boyfriend!jaemin took the tie from you, placing it around his wrist. he bunched your hair into place, then proceeded to take the tie from his wrist, and twist it around the bunch of hair he held in his hand.

you sat in a chair up to your vanity, jaemin standing behind you. you were faced with the reflection of you and your boyfriend in the mirror.

“done” jaemin stepped back a little, admiring his work. it really didn’t look nice, and it didn’t feel nice either. “wow jaem. good job.” you congratulate him while you cringe, touching the tangled mess with your fingers.

the two of you continued staring at your reflections. jaemin leaned down to hug you from behind, with you still sitting in your chair. you couldn’t help but notice how sweet jaemin looked hugging you, enjoying being able to see him from this perspective in the mirror. jaemin’s head now rested on your shoulder, both of your gazes still focused towards the reflection.

“mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the cutest of them all!?!” jaemin said, playfully swaying side to side to the rhythm of the rhyme.

“y/n!!!!” he shouted in response to his own question, pinching your cheeks.

“pshh.” you shoved him away only before standing to jump onto him, causing him to fall onto your bed right behind him.

you found yourself sprawled out, laying horizontally over jaemin’s chest, causing him to question your odd choice of a position.

“why are you laying like this?” jaemin giggled.

“it’s comfy.” you said casually in response.

you looked over to jaemin’s hand, resting beside him, just in your reach. you grabbed his limp arm and began slapping him in the face with his own hand.

“why’re you hitting yourself? why’re you hitting yourself?” you said repeatedly. jaemin flinched continuously until he pulled you onto to himself to hold you back, keeping your arms down with his over yours. you were held tight in his embrace, and you couldn’t help but giggle at jaemin pretending to be annoyed.

locked into jaemin’s arms, you rested your head in the crook of his neck, relaxed enough to drift off to sleep, until he picked up your arm…

“why’re you hitting yourself? why’re you hitting yourself? why’re you hitting yourself?”

thanks soo much for the request!!!!!! i hope this fulfills it! xoxo thx for reading!

short but sweet renjun blurb ^^

you and renjun have been best friends for as long as you can remember. sure, you’ve hugged him plenty of times, but you always wondered what hugging him would feel like if you ever dated. it would surely feel different…but now after a couple months of dating, you still haven’t been able to identify that feeling you were expecting to change. it worried you. you felt at fault for not feeling any different about him, everything still felt the same to you, thinking maybe you just didn’t love him in that way. but it took you long enough to realize that it’s not that you didn’t love renjun… hugging renjun didn’t feel any different because you’ve loved him all along.

chubby bunny

fluff . no warnings!

sitting on the couch with your boyfriend!jaemin. you think it’s funny to smush his cheeks together because he hates it.

"say chubby bunny" you giggled.

"chubby bunny” he attempted to say.

his face turned bright pink when he saw the way your eyes lit up when you laughed, he sighed and pulled you in closer to lay your head into his neck.

"i love you y/n.”

you know jaemin loves you. he makes it very clear, but normally it's through gestures or acts of kindness, not usually saying it deliberately. and you had no problem with that. you loved this about jaemin. you could tell he truly meant it when he did say it.

"i love you.." jaemin buries his face into your shoulder. "..so, so much."

pls request things!

my everything

hyuck x gn!reader

— {3:35am}🔭 *࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

“yn are you still awake?”

too tired to think, you don’t respond.

“ynnnnnnn why do you always fall asleep on calls?” haechan whined

you let haechan fall under the impression that you’re sound asleep.

“well you looked really pretty today at school.” he continued. “is it obsessive to like everything about you? is it obsessive to love the way your name rolls off my tongue? yn. yn. yn. yn. see??? it’s so nice… i wish you could see what you’re doing to me. yn… you’re like… you’re like my everything.”

so many butterflies filled your stomach.

“i love you, haechan.” you mumbled into your pillow.

you heard the sound of haechan’s hand slapping his mouth.

hii I’m always taking requests btw!!!!

miss you already

genre. fluff, comfort

you and your childhood bff!jaehyun have flights to catch after being back in your hometown together.

“jae call me when you get there.”

“mm.”

“and text me before you get on the plane.”

“mkay”

“and answer when I call.”

“okayyyyy”

“and don’t forget to charge your phon-”

“shhhhhh” jaehyun interrupts your frantic blabbering and leans over to match your height.

“ill call you as soon as I get there.” he assures you softly through his smile, eyes level to yours.

there you stood, face to face.

“why do you always leave” you couldn’t fight the lump in your throat anymore.

“pfffft yn don’t cry” jaehyun nudged your shoulder then pulled you up against his chest.“you’ve always been such a cry baby ever since we were kids.” jaehyun mocked you.

you could feel your tears soak through his thin t shirt.

“please don’t leave, jae” you wrap your arms around his neck, on your tippy toes to reach, your head resting on his neck, his chin placed on your head.

you hug your best friend a little tighter. “we won’t see each other for months” your voice breaks.

*last call for boarding in gate ##*

“that’s my flight” jaehyun tilted his head to speak more directly into your ear while patting a rhythm on your back.

you step back to release your grasp on him, staring at the floor, rubbing your eyes, and sniffling your nose.

“byyye ynnn” jaehyun says playfully while ruffling your hair.

you couldn’t bring yourself to answer, but you looked at him, which only made you cry more.

jaehyun only giggled and waved as he slowly got further away from you and closer to his gate.

he was still in your sight, but you decided to text him.

i miss you already

you can see jaehyun as he sees the notification come in on his phone. he looks back at you and seems to admire you for a brief moment.

all of a sudden, you see him shove his way out of the line and start walking back over to you, kind of laughing to himself.

he approached you, looking like he knew exactly what he was going to do.

giving you no time to react, jaehyun went straight in to kiss you. you could feel how warm his cheeks were, admiring this flustered side of your best friend that you had never seen before.

“still miss me?” he giggled after pulling away from your lips.

it was a shock, but it’s not like you’ve never imagined kissing him before… still, you stared in confusion with wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

embarrassed, you pushed him away.

“go away! you’re gonna miss your flight!!”

“oh, so now you want me to go?” jaehyun teased.

“whatever..”

you were a blushing mess.

“i love you, yn.”

“mm.” you avoided looking at him.

“you know you wanna say it...” he grabbed your arm.

you shyly leaned against jaehyun with your head down and mumbled some words.

“love you too, jae.”

hiiii im always taking requests!!!!!

Heyy!! I really REALLY love your writings!! Could you please write something fluffy for Renjun as well? I'd appreciate that alot! but if you cant its fine too 🫶🫶🫶

sorry this took forever LOL

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♡ rj x fem!reader ♡ school au ♡ classmates to lovers ♡

fluff. no warnings!

renjun was that boy who made your heart do somersaults. renjun was that boy who made you feel like you swallowed a million butterflies.

renjun was that boy you loved.

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huang renjun was that boy with soft eyes, pretty lips, and a perfect smile. he was that boy you had a couple classes with. that boy who always happened to sit two rows ahead of you, one seat over to the left.

so there you were in your first class, sitting contently throughout the lecture. your mind starts to drift as you observe the boy with his back facing toward you. you couldn't help but notice how neat his notes were and how nice his handwriting was. the lecture ended, urging chaos to erupt in the room. you stay in your seat, as usual, to wait out the stampede of students.

the room cleared to reveal a beige cardigan draped onto the back of a chair. you counted one, two, rows up, and one seat over. it was renjun's. renjun was always one of the first out of the class, so he was probably long gone. you figured you could just take it with you since you would see him in math later, anyway. you picked the soft beige fabric up from the chair and wrapped it over your arm. you headed over to the door but stopped for a second to answer a text on your phone. you didn't pay any notice to a presence entering the room until an abrupt greeting startled you.

"hi.”

you instinctively jerked your head up.

"oh my gosh renjun you scared me." you said, hand to your heart. renjun flashed a smile and pointed his finger to call attention to you holding his cardigan.

"oh." you quickly handed it to renjun. " i was gonna give this-" you could feel your face heating up. "i just thought you had already left so i figured i- but maybe i should have just left it-"

renjun threw his head back in laughter at how flustered you were. "yn it's okay." he interrupted you. "i actually didn't even come here to get this." he smiled. "i came here to leave this paper on the professor's desk. he held up a paper in his hand. "so thanks. i never wouldn’t have noticed i left it here if i hadn't seen you holding it." he giggled through each sentence.

you felt some strange sense of relief wash over you. you started to laugh with him. this situation really shouldn't have been funny enough to make the two of you laugh as hard as you did. but it felt good.

renjun's eyes shifted to look at the clock on the wall behind you. "shoot. class starts in like 4 minutes!" he said as he naturally began to walk backwards, eyes still fixed on the clock. "bye yn. i'll see you in like an hour!" you watched the boy leave your sight, listening to his footsteps growing quieter and quieter.

you've been classmates for a while now, in fact, he was the first person you ever talked to on your first day. both of you had arrived to class too early and made small talk in the hall while you waited to go in. so it's not like the two of you were strangers, but you wished to get to know him more.

a little while later, you went to math. you took your usual seat, looking over to where renjun sits, only to see that someone else had taken his spot. this worried you because that spot was perfect for keeping an eye on him, which was pretty much the only thing you looked forward to when going to math. all the other ‘good’ spots were being taken. you were preparing to have an extremely boring class without having a view of that pretty boy, but finally, that boy you were waiting for walks in the room, scanning around for an open seat. your eyes widened a little once you realized nobody was sitting next to you.

renjun approached you confidently. "guess this is where i’ll have to sit." he smiled.

you don’t know why the thought of sitting next to him excited you so much, but you couldn’t stop smiling. it wouldn’t be so easy to look at him without making it obvious, though.

you stared blankly at the mess of numbers in front of you. you had no idea what any of it meant.

"need some help with that?” renjun leaned over, having noticed your struggles. he was close to you. probably the closest he’s ever been. you got that funny feeling like as if you were on a roller coaster drop. “oh.” you said shyer than before. “yeah.”

renjun rested his elbow on your side of the desk to reach your paper easier. “okay so…” he began to explain to you.

you ignored the little gestures he made to the paper, and how he scribbled some nonsence.

You could only focus on him. the way his voice sounded in spite of his gibberish. the way his hair brushed his skin when he moved. the way his eyes glowed as he thought.

"so, does that make sense?”

everything he just said completely flew over your head, but you responded, nonetheless. “yeah! yes, thanks. that makes so much more sense.” you smiled.

renjun scoffed. “yn, you didn't listen to anything i just said.”

“what?! why would you think that?” you said, avoiding eye contact.

“because i started talking about my grandma’s kiwi allergy and you didn’t notice.”

the bell rung.

“how about we continue this in the library after school?” he said, getting up from his seat. “since it’s the weekend tomorrow, we’ll have more time to work.”

you felt your smile form on your face again, giving renjun the idea that you agreed.

“oh yeah,” he continued. “can i have your number?” he rubbed his forearm. “so i can text you when i get to the library..” he swallowed.

“yes, right. right.” you pulled out your phone quickly, looking a little clumsy while doing it.

he took your phone and you observed his concentrated expression as his thumbs glided across the screen.

after exchanging numbers, you went your separate ways.

you walked away, feeling a little embarrassed. “why do i act so weird around him?” you scolded yourself.

after school hours, you decided to go find renjun. you approached the library, walking alongside a glass portion of the wall, and caught a glimpse of your reflection. you cringed at the sight of your tangled hair.

you glanced at the time on your phone before starting your way back in the same direction you just came from, finding the nearest restroom. you put your bag on the counter, and combed through your hair with your hands, taking another moment to reapply some lip tint.

fixing your posture, you stood tall in your reflection. you smacked your lips together and ruffled your hair before grabbing your bag and speed walking out to the hall.

you approached the library once again, this time, a little more confident.

you walked through the quiet room, the smell of old books and wooden shelves hit you softly. the stillness around you made you self conscious, you could hear your every move. there you saw him, sitting at a desk, his back to you. he was tapping his fingers against his cheek, and seemed to be deep in thought.

you approached him from behind but you almost didn’t want to disrupt his thinking. you wondered what he could possibly be thinking about.

renjun suddenly scooted his chair back as if about to stand up. “when is she gonna be here-” he gasped after seeing you standing right behind him as he turned his head. “holy-” he caught his breath.

“sorry. i didn’t mean to startle you.” you laughed. “and sorry im late…something came up.”

“don’t worry…i hadn’t even noticed you were late…” renjun’s eyes wandered around the room. “uh so…should I help you with that thing from earlier?” he pulled out the chair next to his, gesturing his hand for you to sit.

“yes, thanks.” you sat down. “it’s nice to know that you’re good at math…” you said to break any second of the silence.

“yeah…um, yeah i’m pretty good at math…”

you wondered why he sounded like he was lying, but you brushed it off. renjun seemed to be way more nervous than earlier, unlike the confident renjun you were used to.

“okay this is easy!” he said. “this should be a 2 instead of a 1.” he pointed at the faint pencil on your wrinkled paper.

you thought you had that one right… but without asking many questions, you went along with whatever it was that renjun said.

you worked until the evening, then you decided to finish up.

as you picked up the rest of your things, renjun took off his sweater and draped it over his chair. “won’t you be leaving?”you asked. “why take it off now?”

he looked to you. “oh. i just got really hot…like…right now.”

“oh. okay.” you replied. “well thank you for helping me, renjun.”

“mm.” he nodded, a faint smile in his eyes.

you were hoping to walk out with him, maybe even get him to walk you home, but before you could even swing your backpack over one shoulder, he was off.

“okay bye yn gotta go see you tomorrow!” he blurted as one long word as he rushed out of the library.

“renjun, your sweater!” you did a double take at the chair where it was left. he heard you but he acted like he didn’t. “weird.” you picked up the sweater, just like you had done earlier. right then, you heard a buzz from your phone.

from: huang renjun

hi yn. i left my sweater at the library. do you mind taking it with you???

omg renjun i literally told you that before you ran out!!!

are you free tomorrow? so you can give me my sweater…

yeah im free

can we meet at that cafe by the school? at like noon?

sure

that next morning, you found yourself walking to that cafe. opening the door, you found comfort in the scent of coffee and sweetness.

“renjun!” you called over to him. “here.” you handed him the soft bunch of fabric.

“thanks. sorry to make you come here.” he apologized, though you knew he wasn’t actually sorry.

“oh, i don’t mind…” you shrugged.

“well since we’re already here… do you want to get a coffee or something?” renjun proposed. “sit. ill go get something.”

you sat at one of the smaller tables, while renjun ordered something. you couldn’t stop yourself from staring helplessly at the boy. his beige cardigan complimented his light brown hair. it seemed that every time you saw him, the more you grew to like him. he was cute, well-mannered, funny. you usually tried to shake away these feelings once they started, but today you let them stick around a little longer.

the sight of renjun walking over to you, holding two drinks in either hand, was enough to make you blush.

“here.” he handed a cup to you.

he sat down in the seat across from you, but only for a moment.

“i better get going. something came up.” he got up, just like that, walking past you and out the door.

it happened suddenly, so you didn’t even see him walk out, but you did see, by the time you turned around, his beige sweater in a bunch on the floor.

“that boy…” you mumbled to yourself as you went straight to pick it up and run after him.

that boy was now halfway down the block. “renjun!” you got no response. you ran as quickly as you could. once you got close enough to reach, you tugged on his arm.

he turned around.

you dropped your hands to your knees, gasping for air. “you,” you swallowed, “you dropped this.” holding the cardigan out with one arm, the other still resting on your bent knee. “you know, you’re very clumsy, huang renjun.”

“oh that?” he laughed. “i dropped it on purpose.”

…

“why…. would you do that..” your jaw stayed open.

“so you would come looking for me!” he flashed a bright smile.

his perfect expression distracted you for a second. “you must have a big ego to think i would go out of my way just to give you this.” you shoved the cardigan into renjun’s arms.

“right, because you just full-speed sprinted down this block for fun…” he teased back.

you didn’t really have anything to say so you moved your eyes away from his.

“yn.” he spoke.

“renjun?” you replied.

“why are you so cute?” he asked, well aware of how flustered it would make you.

a sudden warmth overtook your chest. you kept your stare away from renjun, but he kept his on you, not expecting a response. he took in a breath before he spoke. “will you hang out with me today?”

now you fixed your eyes to his. “don’t you have something urgent?”

“i made that up. let’s go.” he grabbed your wrist and pulled you along to wherever he was going.

your feet scooted across the sidewalk as you tried to keep up with his rushing pace. you looked down to see where his hand held your wrist gently. “how could he be so bold?” you thought.

“renjun!” you shouted, seeming a little annoyed. “where are we going?!”

renjun turned his head to you for a moment before facing forward again. “im taking you somewhere special.”

moments later, you arrived in front of a small corner store.

“cmon let’s go inside.” he opened the door and let you walk in before he did.

“so your idea of hanging out is making me run errands with you?” you playfully nudged renjun’s shoulder with yours.

“well if somebody didn’t use every single one of my pages as scrap paper…”

you felt like you were getting closer and closer to renjun, and you felt it happening quickly. you kept surprising yourself with how comfortably you would act around him, and how you could tell he felt more comfortable too. the happiness you felt around him was starting to outweigh the tension you had been feeling.

you and renjun spent the rest of the day walking around the city, browsing boutiques that were way too expensive for both of you combined to afford. you just did normal things, but it felt surreal.

you went to sleep that night, thinking about that boy, continuing your fantasies from where you had left off the night before.

the next morning, you snoozed your alarm a couple times less than usual, motivated by just the thought of that boy.

today after school, the class rankings of the math test scores would be posted. after the bell rang, you found renjun waiting in front of the classroom. “im kind of nervous..” you murmured as you took your place next to him, leaning against the wall. he didn’t seem too confident himself. “me too.” he confessed. you nudged his shoulder after hearing his response. “psh, don’t be. you’ll probably be in first place.”

you had a lot of confidence in him.

a few minutes later, you, renjun, and the rest of the class, stood in front of a long list of names, trying to get a glimpse at their own.

after a moment of squinting, you came across your name. “hey, for out of 53 students, i didn’t do too badly.” your shoulders dropped in relief.

renjun gave you a thumbs up and a big smile that almost looked sarcastic. “good job!”

“well thanks to your help…” you tried to stay modest. “What did you get?” you asked him. “i can’t find your name in the top 10.” you looked further and further down the list.

#53. Huang Renjun

“oh yeah about that…” he tried to get you to look away from the paper. “hey let’s go to the library now!” he changed the subject, and dragged you to the library.

the two of you sat in your usual spots. “so do you need help with anything?” he looked tense.

you weren’t good at math, but you were at least smart enough to realize that renjun wasn’t good at math either.

“renjun.” you turned around to face him.

“hm?” he perked his head up.

“you cant do math either, right?”

he fluttered his eyes. “hm?”

“i saw your score, renjun.”

“oh.”

you couldn’t keep a straight face. “why are you pretending to be good at math?”

he just stayed silent, tracing around the desk with his finger. you were hesitant to ask, but you did anyway, “renjun,” you paused, “do you like me or something?”

his movements froze. “how about i walk you home?” he frantically got his stuff together. “it’s gonna get dark soon so let’s hurry.”

you couldn’t pass up that offer, so you just let him get away with avoiding your question.

he walked you home, and your heart fluttered all the way there. “it’s here.” you slowed your pace as you approached the small stairs in front of the door. you walked up one of the steps before turning around to face the boy who seemed a little shorter all the sudden. “im taller than you!” you giggled.

renjun stood on his tippy toes, bringing his face nearly level to yours. he looked at you. his glossy eyes glimmered with the porch light that automatically turned on.

you leaned back a little, surprised at how close you were to him.

you suddenly felt that shyness that you had almost forgotten the feeling of. “im still taller.” you said.

his concentrated expression turned into a grin. “well good thing im just tall enough.”

“just tall enough for what?” you laughed. “a smurf?”

he couldn’t help but smile as he shook his head gently, careful not to break his eye contact. “no.” he said. “for this.”

and unexpectedly, that boy that stood in front of you. that boy with the sweetest smile and the cutest laugh. that boy you couldn’t stop thinking about. he leaned in. and the closer he got, the more you anticipated his touch. his hand on your cheek. his eyes fixed on your lips; that’s where he placed his own. it was the most perfect match.

you felt only his lips move out of your reach as he stepped up to you. “it’s better if i’m taller, don’t you think?” he laughed before reattaching his lips to yours. your hands made their way to find a place to rest against his chest. you felt his heart push against your palms.

“yn. i dont know if ive made it obvious enough, but i really like you.”

“so you do like me..” your grin stretched from ear to ear.

he didn’t answer. he looked at you and sighed through his forming smile. he reached for your hand to tug you closer. and without a word, your lips reconnected.

you took in everything you could about that moment. you wanted to cherish every feeling of every second you spent with that boy.

that boy who pulled you closer. that boy who held your hand.

renjun, that boy you loved, was now renjun, that boy who loved you.

tysm for requesting i rlly appreciate it ! hope u like it ＾＾

i usually don’t write things this long but idk what happened hhahahhaha

kiss it better

pure fluff

bf!renjun x gn!reader

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as much as you adored your boyfriend, renjun, he was a bit of a klutz… your so called ‘dates’ were practically babysitting. thank goodness he has you by his side, otherwise, he might set something on fire.

it was sunday night. it’s typical for you to invite renjun to your apartment so you can keep him from doing anything too stupid. you sat on your bed as you watched renjun sit at the desk in front of you, typing away at an essay due tomorrow. you admired how his pretty hands moved across the keys to make clicks and clacks. the rhythm almost lulled you to sleep, but of course, renjun, who might as well be your child, had something to say.

“done!” the boy said while closing the laptop that gleamed in front of him, darkening the room ever so slightly.

“yay. good job.” you yawned and rubbed your eyes simultaneously.

“now i just need to print it.” he jumped out of his chair. “do you have paper?”

“yes.” you gestured over to your dresser. “it’s in that drawer.”

renjun waltzed over to open the drawer and reached in to grab a sheet of paper.

“ow ow ow” renjun suddenly exclaimed.

“what, what?!” you ran over to the boy.

“paper cut.” he cried over-dramatically.

you slouched a little in relief after remembering that renjun is just a drama queen, and it’s not actually the end of the world.

“yn,” he tried to pout while holding in his laughter, “it really hurts.”

“knock it off renjun.” you scoffed and turned around to walk back to the bed until renjun grabbed your shoulder and pulled you into his chest.

“kiss it better.” he said while pulling you closer.

“renjun. you’re way too old.” you tried to squirm away from his embrace.

“ynnnnnn” he whined. “ow ow owwwwwwww it really hurts.” he tugged on your arm.

you rolled your eyes before picking up his hand and placing a gentle kiss onto the teeniest tiniest cut on his pinky. “there. feel better now?”

“almost.” he replied, now pointing to his cheek, “it hurts here too.”

and so you kissed his cheek softly.

“and here.” this time pointing to his other cheek. then his nose. then his forehead. then his lips. the next thing you know, you’re kissing renjun all over the place.

“there.” you patted his cheeks. “all better now.” turning back to your bed, renjun pulls you in again.

“wait.” he whisperd. “bandaid.”

you slapped his shoulder playfully. “it’s not even bleeding! you can barely see it—”

“owwwwwww” you were cut off by renjun’s whining.

“fine. I’ll go get one.” you brought back a bandaid and wrapped it around renjun’s pinky, placing it over the invisible wound.

“now draw a smiley face on the bandaid.” renjun made yet another request.

you reached for a marker and traced over the surface of the bandage.

“ow that hurts.” he let out a very unnecessary whimper.

“you and i both know that didn’t hurt.” you said.

renjun looked to you and smiled. “it did! so can you at least do one more thing?”

“what, renjun.”

the boy looked down to his hand, and held out his bandaged finger in front of you.

“can you kiss it better?”

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