Autumn in the City (mini series)
⇨Autumn: the season of warm sweaters, fluffy scarves, fuzzy socks, warm drinks, rainy days, crisp air, flushed cheeks, a little melancholy, long-forgotten dreams and feelings, freshly baked bread, etc., etc. It’s also that time of the year when nature blooms for the last time, before it dies in order to be reborn again. Autumn teaches us how beautiful it is to let things go, embrace change and find enjoyment in the little things in life.
⇨The mini series will be consisted of 9 stories, that will be released every week in October (maybe in November as well) ☺️:
🍁Autumn Morning: Kim Inseong
🍁Time & Fallen Leaves: Kim Youngbin
🍁In the Rain: Lee Jaeyoon
🍁It’s Cold: Lee Sanghyuk
🍁Missing You: Baek Juho
🍁Me After You: Kim Seokwoo
🍁A Thought on an Autumn Night: Yoo Taeyang
🍁You, Clouds, Rain: Kim Youngkyun
🍁October Weather: Kang Chanhee
Top 9 faves! Tagged by: @ithinkilikeit-reactions
(from left to right)
Bang Chan (Stray Kids) - Hongjoong (Ateez) - Yonghoon (Onewe)
Hanse (Victon) - Yoo Taeyang (SF9) - Suga (BTS)
JayB (GOT7) - I.M (MonstaX) - Jun (A.C.E)
I tag: whoever wants to do it really ^^
good morning to my lovely fox 🌞🥰❤️ wish you a nice day with less stress and don't forget to take breaks while studying, drink water and eat something delicious! ☺️😘💋💜💞💕💗💗💖🌼💙😍💟🥰❤️
Good morning! 🥰🥰 Actually, I’m almost done for today with work since I couldn’t sleep and finished what I had to do so yay for me, I can go to sleep now 😂
You have a nice day too! Don’t stress too much and relax, just a few more days and you’ll have plenty of work, so rest 🤍 Take care, drink a lot and remember that you’re the best 😘
Someone posted “When you feel autumn kissing the summer away” and I can’t get autumn with Inseong out of my head so…
Inseong knows that you hate to say goodbye to summer. You were never good with handling the days getting shorter and dimmer, the sun shining less frequently. It seems that just as nature is losing its strength, preparing for a long sleep through the winter, you’re also becoming weaker. It breaks his heart, but he refuses to be discouraged.
It’s the little things that make you fall in love with him a bit more during autumn. Like how your closet slowly changes - you have no idea when he manages to do it, but there are suddenly some of his lighter coats perfect for the ever changing weather hanging among your jackets. When you confront him, he just smiles and cutely says that you look better in them than he does. Your walks in the cold wind and under the grey, cloudy skies are much more comfortable and pleasant with his scent lingering on the clothes enveloping you.
He really does try hard to make the transition as easy for you as possible. He takes you on walks in the park or the forest to appreciate the changing color of leaves, and to laugh and play childishly when the wind blows them all around. He holds your hand and drags you with him as he tries to catch some of the leaves carried by the wind in his other hand. He fails most of the time and ends up pouting. But it’s alright, because you know he does it to make you laugh. His lips are so inviting and warm even in the cold weather, so you kiss him to cheer him up until you’re both breathless. You mutter a soft praise, and some reassurance with another delicate kiss to his cold cheek.
You often joke, more to make him jealous and clingy than actually meaning it, that he doesn’t have to put so much effort to light scented candles all around your home to get you more light and remind you of the scent of summer breeze - you tell him that he can just invite Taeyang over so provide you with sunshine. It works like a charm, mostly because he knows your true intentions, and he always ends up snuggling to you needily, both of you wrapped in a warm blanket. It’s nice, cozy, with two mugs of hot beverages on the coffee table in front of you. He holds you tighter, spooning you from behind so that he can tease you, nibble on your neck and kiss your shoulder, but also because he feels like he’s protecting you. It allows him to smell your hair too, and he swears you must be a fairy or some other magic being, because your hair smells so different during autumn and winter and it never ceases to fascinate him.
You really don’t like the second half of the year. It’s cold, unpredictable, everything seems to be dying. The world gets darker. It’s depressing and sometimes it gets you so low you feel like crying. But sometimes it’s not all that bad. Sometimes Inseong’s hair matches the color of the last reddist leaves hanging onto the tree branches, other times his smile and hugs are as warm as the cocoa he makes for you. You don’t think you’ll ever like autumn, but Inseong makes it magical, makes it feel like every passing day is another comforting kiss in the harsh weather.
I wanna go to a trampoline park with Hwiyoung and just bounce around like 5 year olds for a few hours
i just had to, i hope you don’t mind!
Your lungs are burning with need for oxygen while your thighs beg for rest, but you’ll be damned if you give up just because your body can’t keep up with your ambitions. You put more strength into your jump, bouncing higher than before but it’s not enough.
“Just give up,” he calls, a victorious smirk gracing his features as he watches from the side. He looks even more handsome like this - breathless and with his hair all messy. But you don’t allow yourself to get distracted by Hwiyoung’s beauty, merely trying again to jump higher, to break his record.
It’s too much, however, and your knees give up under you, so instead of jumping up you end up rolling on the trampoline. You laugh despite your loss. He’s by your side in a second, sighing in relief when he sees you’re okay.
“Alright, you win,” you admit your defeat aloud and reach up to caress his face. He chuckles, leaning down to kiss you.
“Told you,” he scoffs, “But you tried hard.” He helps you stand up and walk over to the firm part of the floor where your legs almost buckle under your weight, suddenly unused to walking on solid ground. He supports you so you don’t fall, laughing at your wobbly walk.
“Wow, and here I thought I was gentle,” he murmurs despite there being no children around you. You smack his arm and push yourself away from him, walking the few remaining meters to your water bottle on your own. You take a long drink of the cool liquid and immediately feel refreshed.
“Ready for round two?” he asks when he sets his own drink back down. His gummy smile is infectious and you nod eagerly, dragging him over to the bigger trampolines and excitedly jumping in first. He joins you in a second, messing up your jump so you fall on your back. You curl on instinct but even as he’s laughing at you, he’s careful not to land on you.
“Get up!” he urges, but does nothing to help you. Eventually you stand up unsteadily like a newborn deer and join him, jumping to and from, lightly bumping into him from time to time until you decide to take your revenge and push him as he’s bouncing up, making him lose balance and fall.
He complains that it’s not fair but you ignore him, instead using his body like an obstacle to jump over. Your jumps make him bounce up from the trampoline anyway and he seems happy enough with that, being rocked without the need to do anything.
“C’mon, don’t be lazy,” you grab his hand and pull him up, your cheeks burning from all the laughing. You can’t seem to stop, though, and neither can he. He kisses you suddenly, just a rushed kiss before he jumps up again but you understand what he means. It gives you enough strength to keep jumping despite feeling completely spent.
Though exhausted, you wouldn’t change anything on that day. Nothing is better than messing around with Hwiyoung, playfully pushing each other and jumping around each other when one of you falls, but also just lying down on the elastic fabric underneath, smiling breathlessly and stealing kisses when no one is around.
hello to my lovely fox 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️❤️ how is your day going? did you manage to finish with work? I couldn't really do anything today so I guess it's time to rest a little 😂
it's getting late here, so I wish you a nice evening and a nice rest after the long tiring day 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️❤️💗💗💗💖💖💙💙💓💜💕🌸🌼💞💟
Hello reading soulmate 🥰🥰
Same tbh 😂😂 It was going really good but then I got depressed because as I was writing about certain author, I really wanted to read his books but I’d get scared so I couldn’t and then I procrastinated a lot so yeah, time to rest 😂 And I’m still proud of you! Even if you couldn’t do much, it’s enough 🥺🤍
You have a nice evening too 🥰 Rest a lot and relax 🤍🌸
And ha! I can finally share some pics with you too 🥰
Hwiyoung smut based on Drive by Bang Chan & Lee Know, because
♫ We’ll be dancin’ with the shadows in the night
The stars are jealous knowing that you’re by my side ♫
gives me strong sensual-love-making-with-Hwi vibes.
Hands held tight, every inch of your bodies that can touch is indeed touching. His body is incredibly close to yours as he rolls his hips into you. It’s slow and the emphasis is on pleasure, not chasing climax. Hitching breaths, nothing held back. Your foreheads are touching, noses bumping against each other a lot. He’s looking into your eyes and you’re looking into his, but whenever the pleasure gets too much for either of you, your eyelids flutter and the other kisses it better. Whenever he wants to kiss you, he will thrust all the way inside you and stay there, leaning down to melt your lips together. He kisses you the way he’s making love to you - slow and deep. His tongue will caress your lips, just barely entering your mouth. His hand wanders all over your body, but one of his hands must always hold yours.
The window is open. Warm midnight air is flowing in with the sound of rain and the city. You can smell the scent of rain on hot asphalt and it reminds you of his leather jacket. You tangle your free hand into his hair just to hold his face closer to yours, your shaky breaths mingling together.
Southpaw | Fighter!Hwiyoung
Words | 8,300+
Warnings | Mentions of blood
Notes | I’m here to murder Shelby; this is for making me SF9 trash.
It was another one of those weekends in which your best friend was dragging you to her brother’s kickboxing competition because she didn’t want to go by herself and her parents were making her babysit. You never wanted to go, really. Her brother was so little, in the lower belts range, so it’s not like it was any sort of exciting for you—you weren’t really into kickboxing in the first place, but at the end of the day, you always ended up going with the promise of food.
Food, somehow, always won you over; but it, somehow, was becoming less and less important, and the more you were allowed to wander off, the more exciting it got to be around this place.
They held the competitions in a run-down building and it was bring your own mats style—about the most cockeyed setup one could find for something as prestigious as a kickboxing tournament. These were high level athletes competing for their specific schools of practice to bring honor to their dojo, set up in a place that looked like it was perfect shooting material for a horror movie like Murder Party or Saw.
The wind was cold, dark clouds gathering high in the skies. There was tension in the air that could only mean a big storm on the horizon. How fitting. You thought bitterly. Then again, wasn’t that their mark? Wasn’t he the boy who brings rain? You sighed, pushing the door leading to the rooftop open all the way.
Sure enough, he was there. His back against the wall and guitar propped on his lap. His fingers were plucking at the strings, but the melody was barely audible over the sound of distant thunder. He didn’t look up when you stepped out on the roof and he ignored you even as you closed the door behind you. You hoped it would make you angry. If only the storm of emotions inside you could be transformed into pure anger, then everything would be easier. Your feelings were dominated by a confused kind of sorrow, the anger lingering around the edges was slowly fading away. Nothing happened, after all, which was probably the worst thing about the situation.
You sat down, leaning back against the wall too, purposefully leaving a chunk of space between you. Looking up to the sky, there was a patch of darkness glittering with stars that almost made the awkward and tense silence worth it. The wind wasn’t that bad here now that you were hiding behind a low wall. Without a roof though, nothing was protecting you against the raindrops that slowly began falling. The music stopped.
“You should go inside soon too,” he murmured without looking your way, merely picking up his guitar and walking away. You sighed. Did you want to go back to the apartment? What for, more silence and tension? He made it clear he doesn’t want to talk to you right now.
Still, it made you nervous. You never liked conflicts and usually aimed to solve the situation right away. Only now you truly didn’t know what to do, what to say. You barely remembered what the fight was about, how it began. You just knew you were tired and stressed and now sad. You closed your eyes and let the rain wash over you, hoping that the sound of raindrops splattering against the ground would drown out the noise inside your mind.
You felt your clothes getting soaked and sticking to your skin, it was cold again but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Perhaps if you stay here long enough, somehow you’ll open your eyes into another reality where everything is fine, and where you’ll step inside your apartment and your boyfriend will wrap you in his arms and kiss you.
Without a warning somebody put a hand on your shoulder and shook you. You jumped, cowering into the wall. Opening your eyes, the concerned face of your boyfriend came into focus. He looked worried and angry. So this was still your reality.
“What are you doing? Do you want to get sick?” he hissed, pulling on your arm to get you to stand up and follow him. You let him drag you, too surprised to react.
He kept scolding you and muttering curses all the way to your apartment. You, on the other hand, kept your head low, watching his feet swiftly move across the floor. Even as you reached your home and the doors were closed, you stood motionlessly in the living room where he left you.
You felt lost and helpless. What do you do now? Confront him about the fight? Apologize for getting wet? You had no idea and your mind was spiralling. Feelings of being worthless and annoying threatened to sneak inside your head. You were probably just overthinking stuff, you had a habit of doing that. Tears filled your eyes as dark thoughts wreaked havoc in your head. Your mind blanked out as something was suddenly dropped over your hair.
Looking up, you saw Kanghyun’s hands rubbing a towel over your hair to dry them at least a little bit before he simply let the piece of fabric fall around your neck. Finally your eyes met and he gave you a stern look. That didn’t make you feel any better.
“Now, wanna tell me what you were doing there?” he asked, jaw clenched. You knew he was mad, and that he had a good reason to be - after all had the roles been reversed, you’d be angry with him too. But logic wasn’t working right now, as you were convinced he hated you - or better said, that you were unlovable.
“I don’t know,” you whispered quietly, looking away from him and trying to blink the tears away, “I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking.” He wouldn’t let you avoid his gaze too long. Contrary to his cold eyes, his hands touched you gently, brushing over your jaw to make you look at him. Still, you dropped your gaze to the ground after a few seconds. He sighed.
“y/n, are you afraid of me now?” his voice was much softer than before, careful. There was a hint of sadness to it that you hated. So you fought against yourself and met his eyes, intent on maintaining eye contact with him.
“I’m not,” you said truthfully, blinking back the burning sensation behind your eyelids once more, “I’m just nervous.”
“Why?” he asked again, still patient and gentle.
“I just hate fighting,” you sniffled, “It makes me anxious and I feel so worthless afterwards, and…” He didn’t let you continue, not that you could speak anymore, your throat too tight to allow words through. He pulled you into a thigh hug, his head leaning against yours. You gripped his shirt tightly, sniffling and crying into his shoulder. His hands stroked up and down your back while he shushed you, murmuring soothing words to calm you. Eventually he succeeded, your sobs fading into nothingness.
“I never wanted this,” he admitted with a sigh, “I never wanted to make you cry or feel so bad.” He hugged you tighter, his warm body comforting you more than words ever could. You leaned into him, nuzzling into his neck.
“I know, I’m sorry,” you said automatically and he clicked his tongue, making you look at him once again.
“What are you sorry for? I made you upset,” he scolded lightly and you smiled, just a tiny bit.
“I made you upset too, you’re just better at hiding it,” you explained and after some hesitation, he nodded.
“It wasn’t a big deal though. I don’t even know why we fought so much,” he confessed and you had to laugh because you also couldn’t remember regardless of how hard you tried. Seeing as you felt better, Kanghyun finally also smiled. But it lasted only a second since you were still shivering and water was dripping from your hair and clothes.
“Let’s get you warm, alright?” he offered you his hand and you accepted. He squeezed slightly, perhaps without realizing and led you to the bathroom, hesitating before opening the door.
“Uhm… I can just run you a bath and get out, or should I stay?” he asked, cheeks flushing slightly pink. Now he was the one to avoid your eyes. You thought about it while he ran the water, checking the temperature. On one hand it seemed awkward, the atmosphere between you still slightly tense, but on the other hand you really didn’t want to be alone. So before he could leave, you gently took his hand again and gave him a shy smile.
“Stay, please,” you whispered and he didn’t need more persuasion. First he took off his clothes and then he helped you out of yours, despite how cute you looked struggling with the wet fabric sticking to your skin.
“Thank you,” you said through chattering teeth but he was already ushering you to climb into the tub full of hot water.
You sighed both in pain and relief when you sat down and let the water envelop you. You felt your muscles relax almost immediately and you felt much better now that you weren’t freezing. You pulled your legs closer to your body to make space for Kanghyun to join you. It was entertaining to watch him go through the same rollercoaster of sensations as you did.
However, as soon as silence settled over you, the atmosphere grew heavy again. Your mind couldn’t get the fight out of your head, as nonsensical as it might have been. Fragments of raised voices, frustrated grunts… You hated all of it, and most of all regretted that you let your emotions control you and not the other way around.
You felt guilty that you hurt him; you were sure you did, even if he didn’t show it. If something bothered him, he told you right away, but he tended to hide his pain, which was frustrating because you didn’t know how to approach the topic. Apology was nice, sure, but it doesn’t do much. And besides, what was the point of apologizing if you weren’t sure what you are apologizing for, what exactly have you caused?
A delicate touch on your cheek brought you out of your thoughts and you looked up, seeing Kanghyun watching you with a curious expression. You gave him a tight smile.
“I was just thinking, sorry,” you sighed, pulling your knees closer to your chest.
“Thinking about what?” he asked in turn, shifting closer to you. You swallowed, considering whether you should tell him, but then thought - what the hell. You were an adult, he was your partner, you needed to talk to him. Silence will solve nothing, will provide no room for growth.
“It feels strange to be like this,” you said barely above whisper, “I feel bad. I want to apologize, but it’s pointless if I just know that I hurt you but don’t know how.” He chuckled, catching you off guard.
“I was thinking the same,” he admitted and let his hand fall down on your knee, “And… I don’t know, I don’t think you’ve hurt me. I guess I was more surprised that it got so heated since we never fought before.” He scooted even closer and his legs bumped into yours. You thought about his words, thought about your feelings and realized that he might be right. After all, you couldn’t remember anything harmful being said. It might’ve been just the stress of the situation and the unexpectedness of it.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. We don’t fight, we’re both just sad together,” you chuckled humorlessly and he joined you, you ended up sharing genuine smiles.
“Maybe we were both just tired and stressed and ended up taking it out on each other,” he wondered aloud and you nodded. It was strange to realize that. It left you empty. You were still tired, even more so than before the fight, and you were stressed too. So it was all very pointless. It left an empty feeling inside you - all that and yet you solved none of your problems and made a mess of your relationship.
“Let’s not fight again, next time, let’s just sleep,” you muttered as your eyes fell closed. Your heard him chuckle and hum in agreement. You opened your tired eyes again and looked at him. He looked ethereal in the soft lighting of the bathroom. You wanted to reach out and touch him, but you weren’t sure if you should.
“Come here, let’s make up,” he sighed finally, longing to touch you just as much as you did, pushing himself to the other side of the tub and opening his arms for you. You exhaled deeply and crawled into his embrace, stretching over his body. The water was warm enough, but somehow it felt much nicer with him under you. He guided your head to lay on his shoulder and kissed your forehead. You stayed quiet, but now it felt natural, almost comfortable. All that mattered was the feeling of him close, and that everything would be okay now.
- So Taeyang went from being a member i didn’t pay that much attention too
- to someone that I can’t stop watching
- and someone i really admire
- so this might get sappy
- he’s just the ultimate bf okay??
- he’s said he would like someone with a bright smile
- which I can understand
- so I think Taeyang would like someone who has a positive outlook
- not excessively of course
- but someone who’s first impression is quite bright
- he’d like someone who isn’t scared to take on a challenge
- they don’t need to necessarily need to share the same interests
- but be open to learning his interests
- because he’d be interested in learning yours
- so with that being said
- your first date would be something a little different
- i had this thought and you’re allowed to disagree
- but imagine
- making floral arrangements for eachother
- going to a flower shop together
- talking and getting to know eachother while you pick out flowers
- and then sitting down in a nice quiet place, maybe with a coffee
- and putting together little flower arrangements for eachother
- It would be great to see Taeyang in that setting
- really makes butterflies flutter in your stomach
- as you guys talk
- you make your little arrangments for eachother as you get to know eachother
- he most definitely puts his all into them
- Taeyang is an incredibly passionate guy
- so he’ll put his all into that arrangement
- this being said
- definitely wants to kiss on the first date
- with consent of course
- and that kiss
- yeah even if you would never speak to him again after that
- you would remember that kiss
- absolutely takes your breath away
- will take your flower arrangement home with him and just look at it with a smile any time he passes it uwu
- Like I said before that first kiss with Taeyang would be so memorable
- but kisses with him would always take your breath away
- makes sure of that
- none of his kisses are quick
- he makes sure to take a moment before he has to go somewhere
- to give a proper kiss
- holds your face
- allows his thumbs to stroke your cheeks as he kisses you
- always smiles at you softly afterwards
- this is in moments when he’skind of in a rush
- when he can really take his time
- he wants at least 3 minutes with you
- stroking your hair
- kissing you deeply
- pressing his body to yours
- kissing you is truly his favorite pass time
- In public he doesn’t do this though
- he is one of the touchier members though
- his hands are always on you
- whether they’re holding your hand, waist, hips
- the type to slip his hand into your back pocket for sure
- he’ll go as far as kissing your cheek or forehead but nothing much else
- unless he’s trying to prove a point to someone
- but i’ll elaborate when we talk about jealousy
- Always whispering how good you look
- it’s very obvious that you two are a couple when you’re out and about
- Arguments with Taeyang…
- he gets just irritated
- quite passive
- especially if he’s just really annoyed
- he gets quite sarcastic which is hurtfull in it’s own way
- but he never even raises his voice
- just sits their and acts like he doesn’t really care
- he does care, just doesn’t like showing it
- once you both calm down
- he feels bad
- like really bad
- he doesn’t like acting the way he does when you fight
- but it just kinda happens
- it takes you both a second to apologize
- you both want to say the right thing to work things out
- arguments end with a sweet conversation
- and a lot of kisses
- it’s his love language okay
- especially if he made you cry during the argument
- he gets so mad at himself
- he just wants to kiss you all over and apologize
- now if he’s upset
- he kinda distances himself from everything
- goes to work more
- needs some more alone time
- he doesn’t necessarily want to burden you with something that’s bothering him
- but you want to know
- you want to help him
- so when you ask he kind of breaks down
- no tears or anything but a weight falls from his shoulders
- just wants you running your fingers through his hair
- hold him to your chest
- Taeyang feels so much better after getting it off his chest
- Becomes a bit clingy to you after he airs out his issues
- whenever you’re upset
- Taeyang can tell immediately
- so he tries to take your mind off of it
- he waits until you’re ready to talk about it
- but until that time
- he takes you out
- he takes you to the park
- you guys will play around
- he’ll take you to get some coffee
- to your favorite spots in town
- just to get you to crack a smile
- then brings up that he noticed somethings wrong
- wants you to vent about it
- he listens so well
- holds your hands as you talk
- makes you a warm drink
- anything to make you comfortable
- he’s just so comforting
- now moving on to happier and brighter things
- Taeyang is an amazing dancer
- we all know this
- I think he would love if you would dance
- you don’t have to be good
- you don’t have to be good at all
- he just wants to have fun with you
- teach you dances
- it gives him an excuse to spend more time with you
- He also just thinks it would be fun if you could do little tiktok dances together too
- He’s also like totally fine with you just watching him dance
- give him feedback
- and if you tell him he looks good you bet his cockiness level will shoot through the roof
- and you know what well deserved
- Like I said before he likes trying new things
- so he would love to go on dates like rock climbing
- making pottery
- the carpet tufting
- anything from super active dates
- to creative dates
- to lazy dates at home too
- he’s so open to anything
- You do the most new and amazing things while dating Taeyang
- like vacations too
- would love to like rent a house or apartment by a beach for a week
- go surfing together
- just laying on the beach
- finding any excuse to put sunscreen on you lmao
- sleeping with Taeyang is just nice
- holds you but not too tightly
- enough for you to move around
- hands always find their way to your waist though
- holding you gently
- if you’re wearing pjs his hands always manage to find their way under them
- he just likes touching your skin
- it’s comforting
- reminds him that you’re there when you’re asleep
- Okay Taeyang and jealousy
- I mentioned it a little when it came to pda
- but Taeyang is for sure the type to come up and kiss you intensely
- if he sees someone flirting with you
- not to remind you of anything
- but to show that person that you’re taking
- that’s about the extent of his jealousy
- he doesn’t like it when people flirt with you
- but he knows you won’t act on it
- every now and then would get a little insecure
- just asks you like “you won’t leave me right?”
- it’s a very rare thing though
-everyone faces insecurities and has their good days and bad
- they don’t happen often for him but they do happen
- TEardrop Taeyang incoming kids look away
fireflies, fluff + sf9 rowoon
“Love? It’s getting quite cold,” you spoke up as you walked along a country road, your connected hands swinging happily between your bodies. The summer was only beginning, the nights not yet warm enough. He didn’t seem to notice the dropping temperature until you mentioned it.
“Ah, sorry,” he panicked and quickly pulled his hand away from yours to take off the sweater he wore over his shirt, “Here.” He handed you his sweater, still warm and smelling of him. You chuckled but shook your head.
“No, you’ll be cold and I don’t want you to get sick. Shouldn’t we just head home?” you suggested and immediately regretted it. His face fell before he quickly tried to hide it with an unconvincing smile.
“S-Sure, I guess…” he said but the joy from his voice was gone and it made you confused and heartbroken that you were the reason for it without even knowing what happened.
“Hey,” you grabbed his hand again to stop him from turning around to head back, “What’s going on?” He hesitated but eventually took both of your hands into his, giving you a soft smile.
“I really want to show you something. It’s not that important but I’d love to share it with you and I don’t know when we’re going to have another opportunity like this,” his eyes were looking into yours, his face extremely mellow and his hands warm. You knew, in that moment, if he asked you to walk with him to the end of the Earth, you’d gladly hold his hand the whole way.
“Then let’s do it,” you jumped a little to peck his cheek, making him giggle, “But if you catch a cold, good luck explaining it to your manager.” You put on his sweater, happily inhaling his soothing scent and let him lead you.
He took you further down the road and then took a turn to walk a narrow dirt path. He laughed when you asked if he’s going to murder you here in the middle of fields and meadows. “Be patient,” he scolded lightly.
You were becoming a little anxious as the sun hid below the horizon and the sky turned a deep dark color. Seokwoo just chuckled happily, pulling you into his side to protect you, even if there was no danger here. Suddenly he stopped and moved to stand behind you, his hands wrapped around your waist. He leaned down to rest his chin on the top of your head.
“We’re here,” he whispered and kissed your hair. You leaned back into him with a soft hum.
“And what is it you wanted to show me here?” you asked, since all you saw was a grass field. But then, in the very next second, you understood.
It was just a few at first, then it became tens and maybe hundreds with each passing minute, tiny lights taking off the leaves of grass and flying above the ground.
“Oh,” you breathed out in awe, turning back to look at your boyfriend. He gave you a loving smile, stepping from behind you to offer you his arm. You gladly took it and followed him through the path illuminated by the small glowing bugs. It felt like walking through the night skies, stars dancing around you. He was watching you intently, mesmerized. The tiny lights were mirrored in your eyes and you looked like you just stepped out of a fairytale.
“Shall we dance?” he asked, turning around to face you. How could you say no? And so you danced through the sea of fireflies, happy and in love.
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being scared together, fluff + sf9 zuho
It was a joke you often made whenever either of you had to go to the other’s place, that you should just find a place big enough for both of you and move in together. It would be practical - no more bickering about where you’re going to hang out, no more complaining that his cats missed you, and of course, much more time spent together.
You’d never guess that today would be the day you’ll be considering the possibility seriously. There’s no way around it, however, not as you both cower in the corner of the room, starring across the bedroom on the gigantic spider on the opposite wall.
“How many rooms do we need?” Juho whispers, as if the noise could somehow attract the creature to you and provoke it into attack.
“Forget rooms, but do we both need our own walk-in closet?” you whisper back because you’re just as paranoid as he is.
“Of course we do, y/n!” he whines a little louder, quickly covering his mouth with his hand. You slightly nudge him with your elbow. “Sorry.”
“Well, looking for an apartment like that will be fun,” you murmur, huddling closer to him as you see the spider’s leg twitch.
“Who says we’re looking for an apartment? Let’s get a house so we’re ready when we have a family,” he suggests with a shy smile, not really meeting your eyes as he keeps watching the creature.
“What do you mean when we have a family? I think our two sons would appreciate the extra space too,” you joke, sliding your hand into his, “But it sounds nice. Let’s do it if we don’t get this thing out.”
“I think it’s a lost case,” he sighs, squeezing your hand.
“Oh is it? Baek Juho, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you just want me to move in with you,” you tease him, but your voice is perhaps just a tad too soft for the remark to sound as playful as you hoped it would. Whether it’s because of the storm of emotions in your chest or the fear, he presses his body more against you, leaning his head against your own.
“You know I do,” he whines into your ear, this time careful to control his volume, “Maybe this is a sign to just do it.”
You consider his words carefully. It’s not like you haven’t talked about it before or like you weren’t actually agonizing over it on your own too. You must admit it’d be nice, all you could wish for, actually.
You turn your head to the side and kiss his cheek. “Alright, if you get rid of that thing, let’s find a place for us,” you agree and by the shocked expression on his face, he hasn’t expected you to actually say that. Then the whole sentence registers and his face falls.
“y/n! That’s impossible!” he complains, nuzzling his face into your neck, “Why do I have to do that?” You chuckle in response, but the laugh turns into a shriek when the spider takes whole two steps up the wall. He’s the one laughing now.
“Let’s just call one of the guys. They’ll take it out and we can look for some place in the meantime? If you really meant it,” his voice is soft and his thumb is drawing reassuring circles on the back of your hand.
“I did, but I also meant the other part. I don’t think either of us will survive watching that nightmare crawling here until the guys manage to come.” As if on cue, the spider took another step, making both of you jump. It’s gonna be a long day, but perhaps at the end of it, you’ll be one step closer to living together.