Lesson 7 With Jungwon

Rendezvous - Park Jay

please remember English isn't my first language and sorry for any typos <3

WARNINGS: Making out, use of curse words (please tell me if there are more!)

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Tossing and turning in your bed, sleep was far from your plans at this point but you were trying so hard because you wanted to feel energetic for the upcoming day since you had days off of work, finally. You wanted to use them to the max. Huffing you finally landed in a comfortable position on your back. At least for now.

Finally feeling tirendness, you relaxed hoping you'd fall into a deep sleep soon, but it was all interrupted by your phone ringing. You groaned and aggressively pushed the covers off your body and grabbed your charging phone, unhooking it at the same time. "What?" you wanted to sound cold but it sounded more of a sleepy tired and low whisper tone. Hearing a chuckle that you knew oh, so well, come from the other side of the phone you rolled your eyes.

"Fuck you want Park?" you sighed and laid back on the bed. "Your attention." he said with his deep ass voice, sending shivers down your spine.

Park Jay. Your one and only rival in many ways. Schools grades, popularity, damn even your families were at each other's throats, so these late night phone calls and late night meet ups is something so weird for someone to hear that knew the both of you. How all this started is another talk that didn't matter much as much as it mattered to Y/n that he hasn't called for the past few days making you miss him.

You hated the fact that you did because it was all a game to the both of you. Fun. And you wanted to win but he thinks highly of himself. Lately he's been slipping and you didn't like it. Not calling like he used to, giving you little less attention and being constantly with a different girl in his arms everytime you see him.

About you missing him... I mean everyone has issues and one of yours was that you did miss him. And when I say him I mean him only. Sure you've messed around but never had you missed someone. Ever.

"I need your attention sweetheart." he says again. "You know the place." you started and as you finished you looked at your clock on the wall.

00:30am

Perfect - you thought as a smirk grew on your face. "And time Park." you said. You hear him sigh and could feel his small smile through the phone. "I don't wait around Park. Come and take my breath away like you do." you said once again into the phone as you were now on your feet, looking outside of your window that looked right down into the front porch. "Wanna go for a ride maybe?" you asked, hearing no answer from him.

"Come see me face to face Jay."

And that was his last stroke. "How'd you feel about a rendezvous baby?" he hiskily says as you hear shuffling, knowing he's just a few minutes away from your house. "As I said Park, you know the time and place." you say softly, making his heart jump. Staying in silence for a couple minutes you finally saw his car entering your driveway. His tall figure getting out before jumping over the fence, landing straight on his feet as he looks up at the window where you are and smirks up at you.

Next thing you know he climbed up and through your window now standing right in front of you, hand reaching for the phone on you ear, turning it off and throwing it somewhere on your bed. "Glad to know you're still awake sweetheart." he strokes your cheek as you melt under his touch. The tension growing between you two and was ready to burst any moment now.

You could see each other finally,  since both your families were home. As of now, they were not even halfway into their business trip, giving you a chance to sneak around with Jay.

"Glad to know you accepted my invitation." you replied and that were your last words before Jay had captured your lips with his in a deep kiss  completely taking your breath away just how you told him to. You kissed back as your hands moved around his neck, pulling him closer to you as if he was gonna pull away and run.

Jay had smiled into the kiss from your gestures as his hands that were on your waist, tightened their grip on it. "God I missed you." he breathed out between your kiss. "Me or-" "You. All of you." Not even letting you finish your question and answering with a breathy tone as laid you on your bed with him hivering over you. He dove into your lips again, his tongue asking for permission and you let him dearly.

The answer caught you off guard as he never had said that he missed you. Ut was always just coming over for his needs and only for fun then you were back to the normal rivals that liked to throw words at each other or tease each other and get on each other's nerves. But this night was different. You both could feel it in the air and the tension that was still cutting between you.

Jay had his lips on your neck now, giving you soft pecks on some places and then he'd move a spot down and leave a soft mark on it so it would be easy to hide.

His hands were touching you so softly and everytime he changed the hands position he gave you a look, asking for confirmation (not that he had never asked you if you were okay with anything.)

After a few more neck kisses he pulled away and sat on his knees, looking down at you, laid, beneath him, breathing all heavily from the makeout. He was looking at you like as if you were something so dear for him, and you were. He knew it so well but never admitted it.

"I can't continue pretending and playing you like this." he says, catching you off guard. "I know I said our meet ups aren't anything about falling in love but I lied darling." he moved his face between your neck now, kissing it word after word. Your palms had placed themselves on both his cheeks before making him look at you. "Took you long enough to admit huh pretty boy?" you smirked at him.

He chuckled as he kissed your lips with a hum.

"How'd you feel about a rendezvous?" "Rendezvous, time for two."  "I'm not tryna fall in love with you, just tryna do a rendezvous."

We're the exact same words he said the first time he suggested all this and you agreed, kinda hoping it'll end up like how you two were now. And this rendezvous was full of love, taking care of each other through out the night. Jay was especially caring, making you completely forget what you two had between each other but that didn't matter anymore and definitely not tonight.

Its just the two of you.

How'd you feel about a rendezvous? Rendezvous, time for two.

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⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ enhypen | s. sitting on enhypen's lap for the first time ! | p. gn!reader x bf!enhypen ! | g. romance & fluff ! | w. 13+ if anything ! | r. request by anon ! | wc. ~0.7k !

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이희승 ‘ lee heeseung

you guys were all hanging out, enhypen and you, and your boyfriend heeseung.

but, since there were sooo many of you guys

the seats were limited

and just your luck, there were only 7 seats

the guys offered you their seats but deemed that unnecessary

when they saw heeseung pull you down into his lap

his hands wrapped around your waist and he kept you sat on his lap telling you that "if there's no seat for you, my lap is always open."

박종성 ‘ park jongseong

he would just be sitting on the couch, literally relaxing

and the moment you walked past him he just pulling you into his lap

he kissed you and held you

this mf would literally not let go of you

he would tell you to stay like that just for a few minutes

he even gave you a back massage while you sat on his lap

it's like second nature to him, he wasn't even flustered about the fact that you were in his lap

you on the other hand, well that's up to you to decide how you responded to his randomness

심재윤 ‘ sim jaeyun

you fell into his lap

you were playing around with the maknae since he wanted to be a menace

and you ended up in jake's lap

jake probably caught you and put his hands on your waist asking if you're okay

then he realized you were in his lap and he was like wtf

he didn't even move you

and he gave niki a death stare

but he couldn't lie

he did enjoy having you in his lap >.>

박성훈 ‘ park sunghoon

he had no choice

there were no chairs and the members kept telling him

to let you sit in his lap

he gave in and pat his lap

the moment you sat in it he wanted to push you off because he was flustered

instead his wrapped his arms around you and pressed against your back with his head to hide his embarrassment

he doesn't really like you sitting in his lap

in front of other people

but if you guys are alone he loves when you sit in his lap and you guys are just like

a fluff cliche couple 🤢

김선우 ' kim sunoo

he pulled you onto his lap because why not

but actually truth be told you two were in a car together riding in the back

you wanted to sit together

but since there were sooo many of you guys there was one less seat

and this is so not safe (btw guys pls take more than one car instead of risking it !!)

but he sat you on his lap and held onto you for dear life

i wish the first time you sat on him would be sweet but it wasn’t

he wanted to make sure you wouldn’t go flying

every time heeseung pressed on the breaks too hard

양정원 ' yang jungwon

so what had happened wassssss

you fell into his lap while he was sitting in a beanbag you guys were playing games

but you got pushed a little too hard into jungwon’s lap

he was very very very surprised to say the least

but he wasn’t bothered instead he fixed his posture and adjusted you so the two of you were comfy

he asked if you were okay since the fall wasn’t so soft

considering you landed on another human

he gave you a little kiss and went back to playing his game with hee

西村力 ' nishimura riki

this menace thought that it would all be fun and games

until you landed in his lap by accident he was holding your stuff above your head

doing all kinds of turns, spins, and twists causing the both of you to fall down

except you didn’t land on the ground you landed in riki’s lap

he ended up throwing himself back hysterically laughing and didn’t really realize you were in his lap

until you got up with pure panic

since you didn’t know if he was comfortable with you being in his lap

he didn’t want to admit it but he did enjoy you on his lap and if you had stayed on a little longer

he would’ve pulled you down with him for cuddles :(

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﹆〴 you can find me in your arms <3

pairing ! jake sim x reader

genre ! fluff, established relationship!au

wc. ! 0.4k

a/n. ! this is dedicated to the very special mia @kpophubb <333 guys, go follower her. she’s one of the sweetest ppl on this entire site :( <3 and to mia, i wanted to get this up yesterday, i’m so sorry :( but better late then never! but let’s just extend this birthday celebration a little longer ^_^ i rlly hope you like this mia! <3 happy, happy birthday! i hope you had a rlly good one i love you so much and i’m so lucky to have met you and have you in my life. ily ily ily mwah <333

waiting outside of enhypen’s dance practice room as the seven boys finished inside, you sat patiently, occupied with your phone.

within minutes, voices drew closer to the door before it opened, displaying the handsome boys. at the front of the group was your boyfriend, jake, whose eyes you watched light up at the sight of you, “y/n.”

he ran to you, embracing you and pressing a long kiss to the top of your head.

the boys noticed this and gave you two some privacy, quickly letting jake know that they’ll be at the cafeteria. he gave them a quick nod before continuing to shower you with affection.

quickly, he sat closely by your side on the couch. with so much love, he was excited to see you, and he showed it with his wide smile and sparkly eyes with their full focus being on you, and you only.

he pulled you onto his lap, to which you giggled at the sensation of his fingers on your skin, and he wrapped his arms around your torso securely and lovingly. he left a kiss on your shoulder before you relaxed into his touch, as did he after a long day.

after pulling back slightly, he lifted his chin before resting it on your shoulder, breathing in your comforting scent that he fell in love with. he pressed his lips softly against the skin on your neck.

you rested the side of your head on his, and he intertwined his fingers with yours, no words required an exchange as you remained in a comfortable silence.

“tired,” he expressed in a low whisper, eyes falling shut.

you gave his hand a soft squeeze, letting him know you heard him.

after taking in the intimate moment for a while longer, you sat up slowly, “okay, love, we should get going. let’s go home so you can sleep.”

he groaned tiredly as you grabbed his hand to start pulling him up, eyes still tiredly closed.

you brought him to his feet and he hugged you, resting his head in the crook of your neck before letting out, “i’m tired.”

“i know you are, love, so let’s get going, okay?”

with a sigh, he stood up straight and nodded with a tired gaze, a contrast to the excited one from earlier.

you gave him a quick peck on the lips and pulled back, finding his eyes light up with an alertness that wasn’t there just moments prior. he gave you a soft smile to which you mirrored, and your fingers glided over his palm before beginning to head home together, hand in hand.

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a/n. hope you liked it 🥺💓 and happy bday again to my lovely mia <333

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✧ how he loves you

pairing: soft!sunghoon x reader (fluff)

summary: sunghoon never really believed in love until he was in it, and now that he was, it was everything.

a/n: thank you for 400 followers! this was inspired by something i wrote on my other blog for sakusa kiyoomi (don't ask)

love was powerful; it was strong and capable of change, and sunghoon learned that with you. he firmly believed that love could change someone. 

because it changed him. 

sunghoon never considered love, not really. he liked himself enough but he had never truly loved himself. his entire life, people had told him how talented he was and how handsome he was, but he never truly accepted any of the claims. 

despite his own turmoil, sunghoon loved you. god, he loved you. he loved you more than life; more than the tide loved the moon, more than the plants loved the sun. he loved you more than he ever thought possible. 

and you loved him. god, did you love him. you loved him so much that he had no choice but to love himself just as much. or at least, he tried to. 

he had always hated his fangs; his pointy canine teeth that always made his smile look abnormal. but when you poked them, smiling when they made an appearance, mumbling about how adorable and boyish he looked, sunghoon had no choice but to start loving them. 

he had hated his beauty marks; hated how they were scattered across his face in an organized manner. but when you first kissed them, telling him that “they’re beautiful, hoonie. just as you are” he no longer wanted to scratch them off. all he yearned for now was the days that you sat on his lap and pressed small kisses to the marks on his cheek and nose while playing with his fingers. 

sunghoon was absolutely, hopelessly, completely, passionately, insanely, and desperately in love with you. 

and anyone who had the chance to look at both of you together, would know. 

perhaps the most surprising day of his members’ lives was when they stumbled upon the soft moments between you and sunghoon and had the opportunity to see the way he truly loved you; feverishly and fondly. 

one evening, heeseung had come to practice half and hour early and when he stepped into the practice room, his eyes landed on you and sunghoon in the middle of the barely lit room. you spoke animatedly about something. he watched curiously as sunghoon gently twirled you in circles, smiling when you broke into giggles mid sentence. heeseung’s jaw fell to the floor when you began to twirl sunghoon, trying your best as you stood on your toes and he could only laugh. 

jay had witnessed sunghoon’s love for you when he found him in the dorm’s kitchen, trying to cook you a full course meal because you had a bad day. jay could only stand there with wide eyes as three videos played simultaneously, guiding sunghoon on a single recipe. he watched carefully as sunghoon danced around the kitchen, smiling when his friend added the wrong ingredients with confidence. 

jake had seen sunghoon’s love for you when sunghoon had come into practice with his hair braided, not a single care as the rest of the members stared at him. sunghoon was very possessive about his hair; it being one of the only things he liked best about himself. and to have you braid it–touch it–jake was amazed. even he couldn’t touch sunghoon’s hair without a slap to the hand. 

the younger members had witnessed sunghoon’s overwhelming love for you after a concert, when he jumped off stage and you ran to him, jumping into his arms. jungwon’s mouth was already agape at the sight of someone touching sunghoon in public. riki and sunoo’s eyes widened when sunghoon pressed a kiss to your lips. it was quick, but visible. he was just so happy, and he didn’t mind the audience.

sunghoon loved you in the most selfless way possible; by unconsciously loving himself. 

he loved you by coming to terms with himself, realizing that he had so much to offer when you were perfectly happy with who he was, with what he gave you. 

park sunghoon loved you with his whole heart, and then some. 

laying next to you now, sunghoon had never felt more loved. with your head resting in the crook of his neck and your hand on top of his heart as you pressed soft kisses to his jaw, sunghoon was absolutely sure that you loved him the way he loved you. 

your love had changed sunghoon, and in return, he loved you with everything he had. 

a/n: @pprodsuga for you <3

They Lost Their Drunk S/O At A Party Pt2

part one right here!

The music pulsed through the crowded house, the bass thrumming in Daichi’s chest as he wove through the sea of bodies, his jaw tight, eyes scanning the dimly lit room.

You were here somewhere—he knew that much. But where? And more importantly, in what state?

You’d wandered off earlier, caught up in the excitement of the party, laughing and clinging to your friends as drinks were passed around. He didn’t want to be the overbearing boyfriend, so he’d let you have your fun. But when thirty minutes turned into an hour and he hadn’t seen you once, concern settled deep in his gut.

Then, across the room, he spotted you.

You were definitely drunk—your body loose and relaxed, swaying to the music, a giggle slipping from your lips as you nearly tripped over your own feet. His heart clenched when he saw a guy—a little too close, a little too eager—reach for your waist.

Daichi moved before he even realized it, his grip firm but careful as he slid an arm around you, tugging you flush against his chest.

“There you are, sweetheart,” he murmured, low and warm in your ear, just loud enough for the other guy to hear. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

You blinked up at him, your lips parting in surprise before breaking into a hazy, happy smile. “Dai-chan!”

His heart softened. You looked so content, oblivious to the way the guy who’d been eyeing you immediately backed off under Daichi’s heavy glare.

“I think you’ve had a little too much, baby,” he said, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.

“I’m having fun,” you pouted, clinging to his shirt. “You should dance with me.”

His brows knit together. “I don’t know if—”

“Pleeeeease?” You batted your lashes at him, your bottom lip jutting out in the way that always made him weak.

Daichi sighed, but a small, helpless smile tugged at his lips. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

With his hands steady on your waist, he pulled you into the rhythm of the music. You melted against him immediately, your arms winding around his shoulders as you swayed together. Daichi kept you close, his touch grounding, protective. Every time some guy even thought about looking your way, one sharp glance from him had them turning on their heel.

You, blissfully unaware, nuzzled into his chest. “You’re so warm,” you mumbled happily.

Daichi huffed a soft laugh, pressing a kiss to your temple. “And you’re wasted.”

“Maybe.” You grinned up at him. “But I’m with you, so I’m safe.”

His arms tightened around you at that, something deep in his chest unclenching.

“Yeah, sweetheart,” he murmured, resting his chin on your head as he kept you steady in his hold. “You’re always safe with me.”

And for the rest of the night, he didn’t let you out of his sight.

The party was loud, the kind of chaotic mess that made it impossible to keep track of anything for too long.

Koushi Sugawara had let you wander off earlier, knowing you wanted to dance, to drink, to have fun. He wasn’t the type to hover or kill the vibe, but when he realized you’d been gone for too long—long enough that he hadn’t seen your familiar smile through the crowd—something in his gut twisted.

So he went looking.

It didn’t take long to find you. You were at the edge of the dance floor, laughing, tipsy as hell, barely standing straight as some guy leaned in a little too close, his hand hovering near your waist.

Suga’s easygoing smile didn’t falter, but something sharp lurked beneath it as he slipped into the space beside you, looping an arm around your shoulders.

“There you are, sweetheart,” he said, his tone light, but his grip firm.

You blinked up at him, your eyes glassy but full of recognition as your face broke into a wide grin. “Koooshiii!”

His heart softened. God, you were so drunk.

He pulled you against his side, looking at the guy still standing there, eyeing you. Suga’s smile never dropped, but his voice carried a warning.

“Sorry, man. She’s with me.”

The guy, clearly catching the shift in energy, put his hands up in surrender and backed off without another word. Suga didn’t even need to look intimidating—he just had that aura, that natural confidence that made people listen.

You, blissfully unaware of any tension, poked at his cheek with a giggle. “You’re so pretty.”

Suga let out a soft chuckle, his hand rubbing soothing circles on your back. “And you are absolutely wasted.”

“Mmmh, maybe.” You swayed a little, and he easily caught you, steadying you in his arms. “But I was having fun.”

His lips quirked. “How about you have fun with me now?”

The party was in full swing, music pounding through the crowded house, bodies moving in every direction. You didn’t even remember how many drinks you’d had—only that the warmth in your veins made everything feel soft, a little hazy.

And somewhere in that haze, you’d wandered off.

Big mistake.

Because the moment Atsumu realized you were missing, he went looking. And the moment Osamu saw his brother storming through the party with a scowl, he knew something was up.

“Where’s she at?” Osamu asked, falling into step beside his twin.

“Dunno,” Atsumu gritted out. “She was right there, then poof. Gone.”

Osamu exhaled through his nose. “She’s drunk as hell, ain’t she?”

“Exactly.” Atsumu ran a hand through his hair. “I ain’t lettin’ her get lost in this crowd.”

It didn’t take long to find you.

You were laughing, swaying on unsteady feet, completely unaware of the guy standing way too close to you. He had that look—the kind that made Atsumu’s jaw clench and Osamu’s hands curl into fists.

Before the creep could even think about making a move, Atsumu was there, slinging an arm around your shoulders, pulling you right up against him.

“There ya are, sweetheart,” he crooned, voice dripping with false sweetness as his grip tightened just enough to make a point. “Thought we lost ya.”

You blinked up at him, eyes hazy but full of recognition. “Tsumu!” you beamed, leaning into him like you belonged there.

Osamu was already on your other side, slipping an arm around your waist to keep you steady. “Ya look like yer ‘bout to fall over,” he murmured, voice softer than his brother’s but just as firm. “C’mere, we gotcha.”

The guy who had been eyeing you immediately backed off, probably sensing he was wildly outnumbered.

Not that you noticed. You just giggled, blissfully unaware of the tension as you melted between them.

“Yer so drunk,” Osamu muttered, shifting his grip to support your weight.

“M’not,” you whined, burying your face against Atsumu’s chest. “Just… tipsy.”

Atsumu snickered, his fingers trailing up and down your spine in lazy circles. “Yeah? Tipsy enough to be flirtin’ with strangers?”

You huffed. “Wasn’t flirting.”

“Oh, but if ya were,” Atsumu teased, leaning in close, “wouldn’t ya rather be flirtin’ with us?”

Osamu rolled his eyes. “Cut it out, Tsumu. Let’s just get ‘er somewhere safe.”

But you were already tugging at their hands, a bright grin on your face. “Dance with me first!”

Osamu sighed. “You ain’t gonna let this go, are ya?”

“Nope.”

Atsumu laughed, easily giving in as he spun you under his arm before pulling you right back against him. “Guess we’re dancin’ then.”

Osamu just shook his head, but even he couldn’t hide his small smile as he kept one hand on your waist, his presence solid and steady.

Between the two of them, you never had to worry—not about creepy guys, not about getting too drunk, not about anything at all. Because as long as the Miya twins were by your side, you were safe.

And honestly? You wouldn’t have it any other way.

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the dining table, from the bed to church, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream for satan mercy, HE CAN TOP ME. until i’m swollen, until i’m crying, until he’s out of juice, until i can’t walk, until i’m numb, until my throat hurts, until my cheeks are red, until the neighbours know his name, until my inside becomes outsides, until my holes remember the shape, until my jaws fall off, until my legs are useless, until my eyes are rolled back and it stays there, until my body does a backflip, until my whole body shakes, until the skin peels off, until i’m paralyzed for the rest of my life, until all my holes are filled, until i can’t breathe, until it gets longer than before, until he can’t stand anymore, until i die, until his testicles don’t cum anymore, until my mouth can't eat, until i remember the length of it, until the end of time, until it reaches my stomach, until he’s grunting and growling, until the whole world hears. i’m gonna get him pregnant ten times, over breeding him all day and all night, no protection just me and him all over the house on the floor, on the couch, on the bed, in the shower, on the rooftops, even god couldn’t pull me out of him.

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𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚 (이희승)

heeseung's eyes widen in surprise as you lean in and kiss him on the lips.

he freezes for a moment, processing the unexpected gesture.

slowly, a smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and his cheeks flush lightly.

"wow, where did that come from, pretty girl?"

he pulls you into his lap, holding you close to him.

"not that I'm complaining," he murmurs softly, still smiling.

heeseung leans in to kiss you back, his lips lingering on yours.

"i could definitely get used to this,"

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𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚 (박종성)

jay blinks a few times, momentarily stunned by the unexpected kiss.

a smirk quickly forms on his lips, and he raises an eyebrow in playful amusement.

"bold move,"

he gently cups your face with one hand, his thumb brushing against your cheek.

"i like it, baby"

jay pulls you into a tight embrace, his other hand resting on the small of your back.

"you should do that more often," he murmurs against your lips

he gives you one more lingering kiss on the forehead.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡 (심재윤)

jake's eyes widen in genuine surprise as you plant a kiss on his lips. (HIS PUPPY EYES FKJDSKLFJDSLFKJD:F)

a soft blush spreads across his cheeks, making him look even cuter.

"wow, I didn't see that coming,"

he gazes at you with love (OH MY GOD.)

jake shyly takes your hand, his thumb gently rubbing the back of it.

"you're full of surprises, aren't you?" he asks, a smile spreading across his face.

he leans in for another kiss, his lips lingering for a moment.

"i love it," he whispers, his forehead resting against yours

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡 (박성훈)

sunghoon's eyes widen in shock as you kiss him on the lips, completely catching him off guard.

"what just happened?"

he nervously runs a hand through his hair, avoiding eye contact as he tries to compose himself.

he fidgets awkwardly, glancing at you with wide eyes, his blush deepening.

"i mean… not that I didn't like it," he mumbles, his voice barely above a whisper.

he takes a deep breath, finally looking at you before leaning in for a kiss.

𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢 (김선우)

his eyes widen in surprise, and a radiant smile spreads across his face.

sunoo's cheeks flush a delicate pink

he reaches up to touch the spot where you kissed him, his eyes softening with affection.

"what just happened?"

he would look so clueless, trying to process what had just happened.

"did you just kiss me?"

𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡 (양정원)

jungwon's eyes widen in shock as you kiss him on the lips, catching him completely off guard.

he hesitates for a split second, stunned by your unexpected move.

a deep flush spreads across his cheeks, but he doesn't pull away.

"what was that, angel?"

jungwon leans in closer, his hand gently resting on your waist.

"you're full of surprises,"

he kisses you back

as he pulls back slightly, his gaze locks with yours

"i think I like this side of you," he whispers (@$U#JKDLFRFD)

𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜 (西村力)

he blinks a few times, processing everything.

a playful grin spreads across his face, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"well, that was unexpected,"

riki leans in closer, his hands gently finding their place on your waist.

"i guess you caught me off guard,"

he tilts his head slightly, brushing his lips against yours in a teasing manner.

"but I'm not complaining," he adds with a mischievous wink

✮ tags ; gn! reader, established relationship, fluff, alcohol.

"Shouto,"

"Hm?"

"You're drunk,"

Your boyfriend leans his head on your shoulder and makes a noise in the back of his throat. "A bit."

More than a bit, you think. In actuality, you don't think you've ever seen him this drunk before. He's okay with alcohol, usually - but tends to stay away from drinking too much. You think the last time you saw him get actually drunk at all, you were both twenty and he was barely tipsy then.

He doesn't like getting drunk, he's told you before. A few times. The lack of control and hazy memories make him just slightly anxious, so he's careful around liquor.

You've been dating for years now, and unless he's living some double-life (a different one than being a hero) - you've never seen him get this wasted. Ever. To everyone else in your surroundings, it probably doesn't look that way.

But you've spent enough time to know him, and he's not like this usually. Nowhere near as absent minded he is now, at least. He hasn't been able to sit still since he downed that last bottle of shochu. He went to go play with Bakugou's cat, Momo and you couldn't find him afterwards. You lost sight of him for about half-an-hour until you finally found him in the living room while everyone else was outside, feeding Momo some treat that squeezes from a tube.

(You still don't know where or how he found where Bakugou kept the treats, but you decide it's better you don't ask. Plausible deniability, or something.)

You're both grown-ups, and you're not one to worry about his liquor intake. Still, though - you're worried. Even if it seems like he's not different to everyone else, you can tell. And it's bothering you.

"Shouto," You call out to him, your hands reaching to pet the back of his neck. He's a head taller than you, and a little heavy. Palms smooth against the prickly ends of his hair - tapered and neat. He presses his cheek to your shoulder. "Shouto, love."

"Oh," He says, suddenly remember where he is. He stands up but doesn't back away far enough to give you space. You're in a far off empty corner. Most people are in the backyard but Shouto wanted some air - so you're crowded against a wooden fence and wall with your boyfriend locking you in out by the entrance. He smells nice, you think - clean with a soft touch of aftershave. You look up at him. "Hi,"

"You're drunk," You repeat, watching him blink rapidly - bleary eyes and the faintest line of a smile whenever he glances at you. He's bent over, staring at you hard. "Is something wrong?"

His expression is the same as always. Unchangingly neutral with a strong and uncharacteristic rosiness to it. Your boyfriend is handsome, alarmingly so. You're aware of it constantly, but this new face knocks the air out of your lungs.

He's... pouting you think. But not fully. His lips aren't drawn together, it's subtle like most expressions on him.

But it's...there. You're not imagining it - the soft furrow of his brow, the press of his lips. His expression grows warmer and it only makes you more confused. He shakes it off, all of a sudden, a micro-expression that fades just as quickly as it appears.

"I'm okay."

"Are you?""

He blinks slowly at that. Concern aside, you can't help but think he's cute like this. His ears are pink enough to stick out against his skin, cold air making them flush even darker.

"I'm okay," He says, then looks at you. He sobers up if only for that moment. "Had something on my mind."

"Something you can't tell me?"

"It's supposed to be a secret," He mumbles. He's really drunk. You realize this late. "So I don't know if I can."

"Mm," You reply. You feel like doting on him suddenly, so you do, petting the back of his neck before hugging him a little. "That's okay."

He follows up with a light groan. You've never heard him complain like that, so you laugh. "But I want to tell you."

"I promise I'll keep your secret at least."

He smiles at you more fully that time.

He pauses for a minute, thinking it over. You don't do or say anything in return. A beat passes of you two standing and swaying with silence where Shout to grabs your hands from in front of you. You think he's being affectionate again, wanting to hold them.

He draws your hands to his pocket though. The angle is awkward, makes you bend your wrist on the inside of coat pocket until you feel something hard and square touch your fingers. It's velvet from the material. A box of some kind.

...A box?

Shouto guides your hand again, this time out. When you pull it out, his palm is over yours. It's a jewellery box. You blink a few times, confused. Shouto hasn't let go of your hand.

"I keep missing the timing," He says, hiccuping. The lack of sobriety more clear than ever from the slight slur in his words. "It's been in my pockets for a while."

Your eyes go wide open. You can feel your own confusion and excitement twist and tangle inside of you, frantic to get a better read on the situation. He smiles down at you, disarmingly and then closes his eyes. His forehead is warm as it touches yours.

"...I thought you didn't want to married. Not really, at least." You whisper.

"Me too," He says, a wetness to his laugh that tugs at your heart . "It was on a whim. I wanted to talk to you about it. But." He frowns a little "It's tough."

You chuckle, a sudden wetness to your voice too. "I bet it was,"

He smiles at you, big and stupid. "I love you," He closes is eyes and presses his forehead to yours more. "Thank you for everything."

"Shouto," You repeat, unsure of what else to say. "What brought this up?"

"Mm," He shrugs, getting sleepier by the minute. "I thought giving you my last name would make you suffer." He admits, soft and unsure. "But taking yours. That felt...okay. Felt nice."

"You're silly."

"Yes," He says, not denying it. "And I love you."

"And you love me." You repeat, a grin splitting your face. Big tears at the corner of your eyes, making your vision sting and your cheeks ache. You look up at him again. "Enough to marry me?"

He seems almost sheepish that time. "If you'll have me."

"Are you sober enough to even remember this?"

His embarrassment makes him blush and laugh again. "My heart is beating so loud I'm a little afraid of it. So yes. I'm sure I'll remember." He admits.

"Let's get married, then." You repeat to him, so achingly happy you think you could die. You wonder when to tell your friends. Bakugou will be pissed you did at his place. "If you'll have me."

He smiles. "I'd like too."

You lean up to press a kiss to his mouth, and Shouto holds you there to kiss you longer than you expect. When you're done kissing, he's smiling.

"Anymore secrets?"

He thinks on it, then hums.

"We should get a cat."

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