a little crush
synopsis: being friends with Intak is awesome and often you get invited to hang out during practice. However, the guys have noticed Jongseob's close relationship with you. His behavior around you seems different, but the catch is you only like older guys…
genre: friends to lovers, angst, fluff ending
warnings: swearing and third person when reader isn't there
word count: 6.8k
[piwon masterlist]
a/n: trying out a new format,, let me know if you like it!! <3
"Intak, are you still inviting your friend to practice?" Theo asked as the group entered the practice room.
"As long as Keeho is still fine with it!" All eyes turned toward Keeho, awaiting his response.
"Quit staring! Of course, she can come..." He dismissed their gazes with a wave. "But only if you all work hard, no slacking off," Keeho glanced at Soul, prompting a laugh and a shrug from him.
"I've already got the choreography down!" Soul defended.
"I've already texted her. She's on her way with food!" Intak cheered.
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The group eagerly got started, trying to get everything down before y/n arrived. Already knowing some of the members would get distracted.
Intak’s phone buzzed with a message, and he quickly checked it. “She’s here!” He announced, rushing to the door to greet her.
With a warm smile, you entered the practice room, carrying bags of takeout. The delicious smell filled the air, making everyone’s stomachs growl. Keeho couldn’t help but smirk knowing he was right, everyone was gonna be distracted.
Before everyone sat down to eat, you made sure to give everyone a small hug as a greeting. Jongseob quickly fixed his hair in the mirror before walking over to you with a smile on his face.
“You brought food again, y/n? You’re a lifesaver!” Jongseob exclaimed, his eyes shining with gratitude. You chuckled at his enthusiasm and started unpacking the bags. You started to hand out the food, making sure everyone had their favorite dishes before settling down yourself.
Before you could even choose where to sit, Jongseob already patted the spot next to him. You settled down next to Jongseob, smiling at him before opening your own takeout.
“You need to try this, It’s so good!” Jongseob held up his chopsticks to your face. Without a second thought, you opened your mouth and let him feed you.
“Holy shit, that’s amazing! Next time I need to get some”
“Here have some of mine,” Jongseob took his takeout out box and shoved some of his food onto yours. In protest you try to move your plate away but stopped because you didn’t want to spill anything, “You’re the one who needs to eat, You’re a growing boy!” You laughed, teasing him with a giggle.
Jongseob rolled his eyes, reaching for another piece of food to offer you. "You paid for it," he said with a grin. You both continued to share food, laughing and chatting animatedly with each other. The rest of the group watched in amusement, some exchanging knowing glances with each other.
You stood up and excused yourself, wanting something from the vending machine. Jongseob also stood up and called out he was going to.
Once you two were out of the practice room, everyone looked around silently. Until Theo broke it, “So does he like her or something?”
Keeho chuckled and shook his head, "Oh, definitely. Have you seen the way he looks at her? It's written all over his face."
Jiung leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips. "It's about time he made a move. They're perfect for each other."
Soul nodded in agreement, "I've never seen Jongseob act this way around anyone before. It's pretty obvious he's into her."
Keeho nudged intak, getting him to look up from his phone, “What about her, you think she likes him?”
Intak looked a little stunned, “Y/n and Jongseob?” He questioned “No, y/n’s not into younger guys”
Everyone groaned, “HEY! I’m just being honest, she probably sees him as a younger brother…” Intak defended himself.
The group continued their conversation, each member sharing their thoughts on Jongseob and your relationship. Despite Intak's insistence that you only saw Jongseob as a younger brother, Keeho couldn't help but notice the way you always laughed at Jongseob’s jokes, and how your eyes sparkled when you talked to him. It was obvious to him that there was something more between you two.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and you and Jongseob reentered the room, laughing about something only the two of you knew. The group quickly composed themselves, trying to act nonchalant. You resumed your seat next to Jongseob, who was still grinning from whatever joke he had shared with you.
As you settled back in, Jongseob leaned in slightly, his voice low as he spoke only to you. "Hey, y/n, do you maybe want to hang out after practice? Just the two of us?" He glanced nervously at the rest of the group, who were now doing a terrible job of pretending not to eavesdrop.
“Sure, there’s this new night café I want to check out.” You smiled already pulling up your phone to check the time they close. “I’ll pay, my treat!” You grinned, delusional about the fact he wanted this hangout to be different.
“No, I’m gonna pay this time” Jongseob shook his head.
“It’s no big deal, I’m paying!” You argued.
Jongseob chuckled, a fond look in his eyes as he gazed at you. He reached over and gently took your hand, causing a hush to fall over the room as the group watched in anticipation. "Y/n, let me treat you this time," he insisted with a soft smile. You hesitated for a moment before finally nodding, a warm feeling spreading through your chest at his gesture. The rest of the group exchanged excited glances, knowing that this hangout might just be the push their friend needed to take your relationship to the next level.
“Okay, that’s enough! Time to get back to practice.” Keeho shouted, trying to get everyone’s attention and causing Jongseob to jump slightly at the voice of another person.
You laugh and go to sit in the corner of the room, where you normally sit to watch everyone dance. You locked eyes with Jongseob’s and he gave you a smile before focusing on what Keeho was saying.
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“Okay, everyone take a little break. No longer than 5 minutes!” Keeho yelled, his voice already sounding tired.
You looked up from your phone and noticed Intak making his way towards you.
You smiled up at him as he started to sit down. “Am I in trouble? You don’t look so happy…”
Intak sighed, “Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something.” Intak hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. "It's about Jongseob," he finally blurted out.
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What about him?" you asked, your heart rate picking up a notch.
Intak cleared his throat, looking somewhat uncomfortable. "I know you see him as a younger brother, but I've noticed something... between you two. And I think he might have feelings for you." He paused, gauging your reaction.
You felt a rush of emotions flood through you - surprise, uncertainty, and maybe even hope but you wouldn’t admit it. "Jongseob?" you repeated, trying to wrap your head around the idea.
Intak nodded solemnly. "Yeah. And I think you should consider how you feel about him too."
Before you could respond, the rest of the group began filtering back into the room, laughter, and chatter filling your ears but it all sounded like ringing.
Before you could even think you stood up and gathered your things. “Um, sorry guys but I need to go home…I’m really tired!”
As you gathered your things in a rush, the group exchanged puzzled looks, sensing the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Intak watched you with a mix of concern and guilt, wondering if he had overstepped by bringing up Jongseob's feelings. Just as you were about to leave, Jongseob caught up to you at the door, his expression a mix of worry and confusion.
"Y/N, is everything alright?" Jongseob asked softly, placing a hand on your arm to stop you from leaving.
You turned to face him, trying to school your features into a neutral expression despite the whirlwind of emotions inside you. "Yeah, I'm just really exhausted. I think I need to rest for a bit."
Jongseob studied your face intently as if searching for any hint of what was truly going on in your mind. "Do you want me to walk you home?" he offered hesitantly.
A small part of you wanted to accept his offer but you shook your head no and mustered a small smile. "It's okay, Jongseob. I'll be fine. Thank you, though," you replied softly, avoiding his gaze.
Jongseob's expression fell slightly at your refusal, but he nodded understandingly.
"Alright, just take care of yourself, y/n. And remember, if you ever need anything, I'm here for you," he said sincerely.
You gave him a grateful look before slipping out the door, the cool night air hitting your face as you made your way home. Thoughts of Jongseob and Intak's words swirled in your mind, leaving you feeling more conflicted than ever.
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Back in the practice room, everyone turned towards Intak. “What just happened?” Jiung muttered shocked.
Intak cleared his throat, his expression full of guilt. "I think I might have upset her," he admitted slowly, his eyes darting between the group members. But not having the courage to look at Jongseob.
“What did you say?” Jongseob’s voice was serious, never daring to use such a harsh tone of voice when speaking to someone older. But he didn't care right now.
Intak hesitated, feeling the weight of Jongseob's gaze on him. "I... I just mentioned that I noticed something between her and you. That maybe you have feelings for her," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jongseob's eyes widened in shock, his mind racing with a mixture of emotions. He turned to look at Keeho, who gave him an encouraging nod. Taking a deep breath, Jongseob finally spoke up, his voice trembling slightly.
"I-I do have feelings for her. I just never knew how to tell her," he admitted, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
The group fell silent, processing this new revelation. Jiung was the first to break the silence, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Well, what are you waiting for? Go after her!" he urged Jongseob, nudging him playfully.
But instead of encouraging him, he felt defeated. “I’m guessing by her reaction it wasn't mutual…”
Keeho placed a reassuring hand on Jongseob's shoulder, offering him a supportive smile.
"You never know until you try, Jongseob. Maybe she just needs some time to process everything. Don't give up just yet."
Jongseob shook his head in disagreement, “No, I should have known she wouldn't feel the same way.”
Feeling dejected, Jongseob sank down onto one of the practice room's chairs, his shoulders slumping in defeat. His mind was a whirlwind of regret and self-blame, wishing he had never let his feelings for you surface. The rest of the group exchanged concerned glances, unsure of what to do or say to lift their friend's spirits. Jiung cleared his throat, breaking the heavy silence that hung in the air.
"You can't give up so easily, Jongseob. Sometimes things are more complicated than they seem," he offered softly, trying to offer some comfort. But Jongseob merely shook his head, his expression resigned.
"I've already caused enough trouble. I don't want to make things even more awkward between us," he mumbled, avoiding everyone's gaze.
A few moments of silence passed before Jongseob spoke again, “Can you guys just forget about it and leave me alone.” He huffed out putting his headphones on to escape the awkward atmosphere.
As Jongseob disappeared into his own world with his music, the rest of the group exchanged worried glances, unsure of how to proceed. Keeho let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair in frustration.
"This is a mess," he muttered under his breath, feeling the weight of the tension in the room. Theo leaned back against the mirrored wall, crossing his arms thoughtfully.
"Maybe we should give them some space," he suggested, eyeing the door through which you had left earlier. Intak nodded in agreement, his expression still clouded with guilt over potentially causing this rift among friends.
"I'll talk to her later and try to clear things up," he promised, determination flickering in his eyes. With a shared understanding, the group dispersed quietly, each lost in their own thoughts and concerns for their friends. Outside in the cool night air, you walked slowly along the dimly lit streets, your mind a whirlwind of emotions and questions.
“Do you like jongseob…?”
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You decided to sleep it off, for a while week… Just staying in bed and thinking, ignoring everyone's messages unless it was about work. Everything reminded you about Jongseob, you missed him.
As the days passed by in a haze of self-imposed solitude, you couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that maybe, just maybe, there was something more between you and Jongseob. But the fear of risking your friendship held you back.
One evening, when the sun finally set, a soft knock on your door interrupted your thoughts. With a heavy heart, you dragged yourself out of bed to answer it.
To your surprise, it was Intak standing on your doorstep, looking sad yet determined.
"Can we talk?" he asked softly, his eyes full of regret.
You hesitated for a moment, uncertainty swirling in your mind. But seeing the sincerity in Intak's eyes, you nodded and stepped aside to let him in. Intak followed you into your living room, the air heavy.
"I wanted to apologize for what I said that day," Intak began, his voice laced with remorse. "I never meant to cause any trouble between you and Jongseob."
Taking a deep breath, you finally spoke up. "It's okay, Intak. You were just trying to help."
There was a moment of silence before Intak continued, his words careful and sincere. "I know Jongseob's feelings for you are real.“
"He's been a mess since that day, blaming himself for everything. I've never seen him like this before, y/n," Intak confessed, his eyes pleading for understanding. You felt a pang of guilt in your chest, realizing the impact of your silence on Jongseob. Taking a deep breath, you finally found the courage to speak up.
“I care about him too, I just don’t know if it’s romantic feelings,” you admitted quietly.
Intak listened attentively, his eyes reflecting concern. He reached out a comforting hand towards you, offering silent support. After a moment of silence, you continued your voice barely above a whisper.
"I've been avoiding the truth because I didn't want to ruin our friendship. But hearing him so upset... it breaks my heart," you confessed, your eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Intak nodded understandingly, his expression softening. "Do you want to try and see where things go," he said gently.
“How?” You furrowed your eyebrows.
“Go on a date with him, just hang out in a different light.” Intak’s suggestion lingered in the air.
After a moment of silence, you nodded slowly, a newfound determination settling in your heart.
“Okay, I’ll give it a try,” you replied, surprising even yourself with the resolve in your voice. Intak’s eyes lit up with relief and a hint of excitement as he stood up, ready to relay the message to Jongseob.
As he made his way to the door, a surge of nervousness washed over you. “Make sure to get all dressed up” Intak winked before you scoffed and closed the door on him.
You would never admit that you ran to your closet to find the perfect outfit.
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ TEXT MESSAGE ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗
intake: be at the dorm, tomorrow at 6 😉😙
y/n: WHY ARE YOU BEING SO CRIPTIC???
intake: jongsoeb is nervous 🤪
y/n: im nervous…
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Now how were you supposed to go to sleep, your heart was beating way too fast. The night felt like an eternity as you tossed and turned, unable to calm the whirlwind of emotions raging inside you.
Thoughts of Jongseob filled your mind, along with a fluttering mix of excitement and nervousness about what the next day might bring. Finally, sleep overtook you just as midnight hit.
As you got ready for the day, your hands shook slightly as you picked out a cute sundress that you had never worn before. It felt weird knowing the guys had never seen you in a dress. You never got dolled up to hang out with them. The minutes ticked by slowly until it was finally time to make your way to the dorm.
When the clock finally struck 6 pm, you found yourself standing in front of the dorm, heart pounding in your chest.
Knocking on the door you heard a bunch of whispers and what you think is Keeho shouting “Places everyone” Then the door opened.
Jongseob stood there looking at the ground. You took the moment to just look at him.
His usual demeanor was replaced with nervousness. His hands fidgeted with the hem of his shirt as he finally met your gaze, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. You felt your own cheeks warm up in response to his shy smile.
"Hey," Jongseob greeted softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "You look... amazing."
A smile tugged at the corners of your lips at his compliment, feeling a rush of courage wash over you. "You don't look too bad yourself," you teased playfully, earning a chuckle from him.
He then stepped aside and gestured you inside. As you looked around you saw Jiung dressed in a waiter's uniform.
“Table for two?” he asked, Jongseob nodded, Jiung gestured towards a beautifully set table in the living room, complete with candles and a vase of fresh flowers. You couldn't help but admire the effort that had been put into creating this special atmosphere. The room was dimly lit, casting a warm glow over everything.
Jongseob pulled out a chair for you, you smiled at him as you took your seat.
Jiung played the part of the waiter perfectly, taking your orders with a mischievous glint in his eye. He disappeared into the kitchen, leaving you and Jongseob alone at the table.
You broke the silence by laughing, “What is happening!?”
Jongseob grinned at your laughter, his eyes shining with a mix of relief and happiness. "I may have enlisted some help to make this night special…Keeho didn’t want us to get spotted outside" he admitted, his cheeks tinged with a hint of pink. You couldn't help but feel your heart flutter at his gesture, appreciating the effort he had put into the evening.
"I really appreciate all of this," you smiled.
"You don't need to thank me," Jongseob replied, a shy smile still playing on his lips. "I just want to make things right between us."
Jiung reappeared with plates of delicious food, and the two of you enjoyed a makeshift dinner together in the cozy dorm room. Jongseob's eyes never strayed far from you, his gaze filled with a warmth that made your heart skip a beat.
“You look beautiful” Jongseob cleared his throat and looked at you.
Blushing at Jongseob's compliment, "Thank you," you replied softly, meeting his gaze.
You saw him playing with the dinner cloth, and with a burst of confidence, you softly grabbed his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Jongseob's eyes widened in surprise at first, but then a big smile spread across his face as he interlaced his fingers with yours.
You found yourself lost in his gaze, a tender moment passing between the two of you as if the world outside didn’t exist. The flickering candlelight cast gentle shadows on Jongseob's face, highlighting the soft curve of his smile and the sparkle in his eyes.
He stared into your eyes before his gaze lowered to your lips and lingered there, a silent question hanging in the air.
Your heart raced as you felt the intensity of his gaze. Without breaking eye contact, you leaned in slowly, your breath hitching with each passing second.
Just as your lips were about to meet his, a loud clatter from the kitchen broke the moment, causing both of you to jump apart in surprise. Jiung stumbled out carrying a dessert tray, looking sheepish as he apologized for the interruption. You couldn't help but laugh at the timing.
Jongseob chuckled softly, his eyes still locked onto yours with an unreadable expression. "I think Jiung should give us some privacy," he remarked, a playful glint in his eyes.
You nodded in agreement, feeling a newfound ease settling between you and Jongseob. Just like how you always hung out.
As Jiung left the room with an apologetic smile, you and Jongseob were left alone once again. The tension that had been broken by the interruption seemed to still linger in the air.
“Don’t be nervous, it’s just me” You smiled, trying to meet his gaze once again.
Jongseob's eyes softened at your words, a small smile playing on his lips “That’s exactly why I'm nervous”
“Let’s watch something” You got up but kept your hand interlocked with his.
Settling down on the couch you leaned into him and handed him the remote. “Is Harry Potter okay?”
You nodded setting your head onto his shoulder, feeling him tense up and the physical contact. Jongseob hesitated for a moment, his breath catching in his throat at the proximity between the two of you.
As the familiar opening music of Harry Potter filled the room, he slowly relaxed, allowing himself to enjoy this simple yet intimate moment with you.
You felt his muscles loosen under your touch, a sense of contentment washing over you as you watched the movie together. His warmth beside you was comforting, and you couldn't help but steal glances at his profile every now and then.
As the movie progressed, Jongseob's hand found its way to yours, intertwining your fingers together once again. The gesture sent a rush of butterflies through your stomach.
In the dimly lit room, surrounded by the soft glow of the TV screen, you found yourself lost in the movie and in Jongseob's presence. His closeness was nerve-wracking, but you were starting to get used to it.
The movie came to an end, the credits rolling on the screen as you both sat in comfortable silence. Jongseob turned to look at you, his eyes searching yours for a moment before he spoke softly, "I've missed this... just being with you like this."
You felt a warmth spread through your chest at his words, realizing that you had missed these simple moments too. "Me too," you replied, a smile tugging at your lips.
Jongseob hesitated for a moment before he spoke again, his voice hesitant but sincere, "I know I messed up before, but I really want to make things right. I care about you a lot... maybe more than I've ever let on."
His vulnerability took you by surprise. You gently squeezed his hand, meeting his gaze with understanding. "I should be the one to apologize to you, I overreacted because I didn't know how I felt.”
Jongseob’s eyes softened at your words, a weight lifting off his shoulders at your understanding. "I'm glad we're both on the same page now," he admitted, a genuine smile breaking across his face.
After a moment of silence, Jongseob spoke up again, "I want to give this shot, if you're willing," his eyes never leaving yours.
You took a deep breath, meeting his gaze. "I want that too," you replied.
Jongseob physically relaxed, huffing out with a smile “Oh thank god!”
With a laugh, you playfully nudged Jongseob's shoulder. “I should probably get going, I had a lot of fun,” You watched Jongseob’s face falter for a second before putting on a small smile.
“Or I could stay over…but I didn’t plan for this.”
Jongseob's eyes widened at your suggestion, a mix of surprise and delight flashing across his face. "You...you can stay over if you want," he stammered, trying to hide his excitement. "I can grab extra blankets and pillows."
You chuckled at his adorable reaction, nodding in agreement. "That sounds perfect," you replied, feeling a sense of happiness blooming in your chest at the prospect of spending more time with Jongseob.
He started to take off the couch cushions and placed them on the floor, “What are you doing!?” You chuckled at Jongseob's earnest attempt to create a makeshift bed on the floor.
"I don’t think the couch is big enough for both of us," he teased, using the TV stand to hold up a blanket roof.
You couldn't help but laugh at Jongseob's makeshift pillow fort. "It's perfect," you assured him, settling down on the cushions as he joined you, the two of you squeezed close together in the cozy blanket fort he had created. The room was dimly lit now, the only source of light coming from the TV screen that was asking if anyone was still watching.
As you lay side by side, Jongseob shifted slightly, his hand brushing against yours under the covers. Sending a shiver down your spine. You turned to face him, your eyes meeting in the semi-darkness as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
"I'm really glad you decided to stay," he murmured.
"I'm glad too," you replied, reaching out to gently intertwine your fingers with his. The simple gesture felt natural as if it was where your hands were meant to be all along.
As the night grew deeper, the soft murmur of conversation between you and Jongseob gradually faded into a comfortable silence.
Jongseob's breathing slowed beside you, his warm breath ghosting over your skin as he shifted closer, seeking your closeness in the darkness. You could feel the heat radiating off his body.
With a contented sigh, you nestled closer to him, resting your head against his chest as his arm instinctively wrapped around your waist. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulled you to sleep.
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Waking up to a bunch of whisper yelling wasn't the best. But you continued to fake sleeping to hear what was going on around you.
You listened to the hushed voices around you, trying to piece together what was happening. It sounded like Jiung had returned and found the two of you in your makeshift blanket fort on the living room floor.
His voice was a mix of shock and amusement as he whispered urgently to someone else. You felt Jongseob stir beside you, his arm tightening around your waist protectively as he too pretended to be asleep.
You remained still, keeping your breathing steady as the voices around you grew louder. It seemed like the whole household was now aware of your impromptu sleepover on the living room floor. Jiung's voice was filled with disbelief as he recounted the scene to everyone who had gathered around.
As the whispers turned into hushed laughter, you couldn't help but crack a smile, realizing how ridiculous the situation must look from an outsider's perspective. Jongseob shifted beside you, his eyes still closed but a small grin playing on his lips as well.
Suddenly, the whispering stopped, and you heard footsteps approaching your blanket fort. You and Jongseob exchanged a quick glance before slowly turning to find Keeho peeking through the blanket roof, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" Keeho said with a grin, earning a few chuckles from the others gathered around.
You sat up, trying to stifle a yawn as you took in the amused expressions of the group surrounding you. Jongseob sat up beside you, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. It was clear that the unexpected sleepover had become the talk of the house.
Theo raised an eyebrow teasingly before breaking into a wide smile. "I must say, this is quite the cozy fort you've got here. I hope we're not interrupting anything important?" he quipped, earning a chorus of playful laughter from the others.
You couldn't help but join in, the lighthearted atmosphere easing any lingering nerves you had about being caught in such a compromising position. Jongseob nudged your shoulder with a smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he glanced around at his friends.
Jiung, who had been the first to discover your impromptu slumber party, chuckled and clapped his hands together. "Well, I hate to break the news, but breakfast won't make itself. Who's up for some pancakes?" he announced with a grin, already heading towards the kitchen.
The group exchanged eager looks before scrambling to their feet, the previous moment of teasing forgotten as they followed Jiung into the kitchen.
You and Jongseob shared a smile before joining the others, the warmth of the morning sun filtering through the windows and casting a golden glow over the scene.
As you all gathered around the kitchen island, laughing and chatting while some were arguing about who was going to make the pancakes.
“I’ll make them, but everyone out of the kitchen!” You spoke up, swatting at them to give you some space.
With a playful pout from the others, they begrudgingly left the kitchen, leaving you alone in the cozy space.
You could hear their banter and playful arguments from the other room, a warm feeling settling in your chest at the sound. Despite the slightly chaotic start to the morning, you felt grateful for these friends who had become like family to you.
As you started gathering ingredients and utensils to make pancakes, Jongseob stepped closer, offering to help. You worked together seamlessly, falling into a comfortable rhythm as you mixed batter and poured it onto the sizzling griddle. The sweet scent of cooking pancakes filled the air, mixing with the sound of light chatter from the other room.
Jongseob's laughter rang out as you attempted to flip a pancake, only for it to end up lopsided on the pan. He reached over, his hand covering yours as he guided the spatula beneath the pancake, flipping it effortlessly. Your eyes met his in a silent exchange, a warmth blooming in your chest as you shared a smile.
As the last pancake cooked to somewhat perfection, you and Jongseob plated them up, adding a generous drizzle of maple syrup. The delicious aroma drew the attention of the others, who eagerly crowded around the kitchen island as you set out the breakfast feast.
Intak let out a low whistle as he eyed the pancakes hungrily. "I must say, you two make quite the culinary team," he remarked with a grin, already reaching for a plate.
Chuckling at his comment, you couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the breakfast spread before you. It wasn't just about the pancakes, you liked this. It was different from any other time you have slept over.
“So what are you guys doing today?” you asked, a part of you hoping they had a free day to hang out, not wanting to leave just yet.
Keeho stopped shoving pancakes down his throat to reply, “We have to go to the studio, we’re planning another comeback.”
Disappointment flickered across your face briefly before you masked it with a smile, nodding in understanding. "That sounds exciting! I can't wait to see what you all come up with," you replied, genuinely happy for their success even as a part of you wished for more time together.
As the group finished their breakfast and began to scatter to get ready for the day, Jongseob lingered by your side. "Would you like me to walk you home?" he offered, his gaze warm and sincere.
A smile washed over your face at his thoughtfulness, and you nodded, not wanting to say goodbye just yet.
Walking side by side, the two of you shared easy conversation and comfortable silence along the familiar route to your place.
When you reached your door, you turned to face Jongseob, "Thank you for last night... and this morning. It meant a lot to me,"
Jongseob's eyes softened as he gazed at you, a gentle smile never leaving his lips when he is with you. "I had a great time too. Let's do it again sometime," he replied, his voice warm and genuine.
You went to go inside but Jongseob hesitated to leave. Giving him a confused look, he spoke up again “I’m going to be busy, with the comeback but please don’t overthink…I like you a lot”
Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the sincerity in his eyes leaving you momentarily speechless. A rush of warmth flooded through you as you met his gaze, the unspoken feelings between you suddenly hanging heavy in the air.
Without a second thought, you stepped forward, closing the distance between you and Jongseob, and wrapping your arms around him, in a warm hug.
Jongseob hesitated for a moment before returning the embrace, his arms encircling you in a tender hold. Feeling his arms encircle you in a gentle embrace, you buried your face in his chest.
When you finally pulled back, there was a softness in Jongseob's eyes that made your heart flutter. "I'll be waiting for you," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
A smile tugged at your lips as you nodded, the unspoken promise between you both hanging in the air. With one last look, Jongseob turned and began to walk away, but not before throwing a final grin over his shoulder.
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“So have you asked her to be your girlfriend yet?”
Jongseob's eyes widened in surprise at Theo's question, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Not yet... I want to do it properly, not just blurt it out," he admitted.
Theo chuckled, giving Jongseob a playful nudge. "Well, looks like someone's got it bad," he teased, earning a chuckle from the others who had gathered around to listen in on the conversation.
Intak raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You better make your move soon before someone else sweeps her off her feet," he added with a sly grin, earning a chorus of laughter from the group.
Jongseob's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red at the teasing, but there was a determined gleam in his eyes. "I will, it's just you guys know how busy we’ve been!"
But as the day wore on and Jongseob found himself caught up in a whirlwind of dance practices and recording sessions for their upcoming comeback, he couldn't shake the thought of you from his mind. Images of your smile, the warmth of your embrace, and the unspoken words between you lingered in his thoughts, a constant presence even in the midst of his busy schedule.
With each passing day, Jongseob longed to reach out to you, to hear your voice and see your smile once more. But as the demands of their comeback grew more intense, time slipped through his fingers like sand, leaving little room for anything beyond rehearsals and performances.
One evening, way past dinner time, Jongseob was working in his little studio. When he heard a knock on his door, he hesitated for a moment, he wasn't expecting anyone, especially not at this late hour. Setting aside his work, Jongseob made his way to the door. As he opened it, he was met with the sight of you standing on his doorstep, a smile on your face, and a bag of food in your hand.
"Hey," you greeted softly, playing with the hem of your shirt nervously. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything, I have food!" You held up the bag of takeout.
Jongseob's surprise quickly melted into a warm smile at the sight of you. "Not at all," he reassured, stepping aside to let you in. "It's a pleasant surprise. What brings you here?"
You took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts before meeting his gaze. "I... I couldn't stop thinking about you," you admitted, cheeks flushing slightly. "And I missed you."
A rush of emotions flooded through Jongseob at your words, his heart skipping a beat. "I missed you too," he confessed softly, reaching out to gently take the bag of food from your hands. "Come in, please," he added, leading you into his studio and pulling out a chair for you.
You settled in as Jongseob made a makeshift table by clearing stuff off his desk. The atmosphere felt comfortable and familiar as if no time had passed since the last time you were together. Conversation flowed easily between you two, about everything you both have done since you have seen each other.
As the evening wore on, Jongseob found himself caught up in your presence. The stress of the comeback disappeared. The way you smiled, the way you laughed, it all felt so right to him.
“Thank you for checking in on me.”
“Of course! You overwork yourself too much.” Jongseob's heart warmed at your words, a sense of gratitude filling him as he looked at you. "And you always know just how to make me feel better," he replied sincerely, his eyes soft as they met yours.
And in that moment, Jongseob knew that he couldn't hold back any longer. Taking a deep breath, he reached out to gently cup your face in his hands, his eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation.
"I have something I want to ask you...something I've been wanting to say for a while now," he began, his voice slightly wavering. He continued with a murmur, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to be with me, officially."
A smile tugged at your lips as you gazed back at him, feeling the warmth of his hands against your face.
Without hesitation, you reached up to place your hands over his. "of course," you whispered, your voice filled with certainty and love. "I want to be with you too."
Jongseob's eyes lit up with joy and relief at your answer, a wide grin spreading across his face. Gently, he leaned in closer until his forehead rested against yours, “My heart is racing so fast,” He laughed softly.
You giggled at his honesty, “The guys are going to freak out!” Jongseob chuckled at the thought of his bandmates' reactions, but in that moment, all that mattered was the warmth of your hands in his, and the way your eyes never left his. As he pulled back slightly his gaze lowered to your lips before looking back at your eyes with a blush forming on his cheeks.
“What are you waiting for?” you whisper, scared your voice would shake. Without another moment of hesitation, Jongseob closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a soft and gentle kiss.
When you finally pulled back, after a few seconds, your heart racing and your breath caught in your throat. Jongseob's eyes searched yours, filled with adoration.
"I've wanted to do that for so long," he confessed softly, "To finally call you mine."
“I’m all yours” you smiled, with a smile that reached his eyes, he pulled you into his arms, holding you close in a tender embrace.
“Mmmh and to think you were only into older guys” With a playful swat on his arm, you chuckled, “Don’t get cocky now!”
Jongseob chuckled at your playful teasing, the sound of your laughter music to his ears. “Well, I did change your mind,” he replied with a grin and a wink.
Jongseob buried his face in the crook of your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "I think I've always been into you," he murmured, his voice soft and filled with affection.
You tilted your head back to look at him, a playful glint in your eyes. "Well, I'm glad you finally manned up" you teased, earning a mock gasp from Jongseob as he pulled back to look at you.
"I'll have you know, it took a lot of courage!" Jongseob retorted with a playful pout, earning a giggle from you in response.
The rest of the evening was spent wrapped up in each other's arms, talking and laughing as if no time had passed since you were last together. The worries and stresses of the outside world melted away in each other's presence.
Feeling so comfortable, you both started to slowly drift to sleep, cuddling close on the small couch. Jongseob pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead before allowing himself to succumb to sleep.
It wasn’t until a small gasp that you woke up. You opened your eyes to find Jongseob stirring beside you, a look of confusion on his face. Following his gaze, you noticed a group of people looking in the window of the door.
As you both sat up in alarm, Jongseob quickly recognized the faces pressed against the glass. It was his bandmates, looking in with wide eyes and mischievous grins on their faces. They were gesturing wildly and making exaggerated expressions, clearly delighted to have stumbled upon the intimate scene inside the studio.
Jongseob's cheeks turned a deep shade of red as he realized they had witnessed your tender moments together. He scrambled to his feet, trying to shoo them away, but it was too late. The damage had already been done.
Soul, couldn't contain his excitement and started making heart shapes with his hands, while Theo, mimed swooning dramatically against the door frame. Keeho, simply stood there with a knowing smile, enjoying the spectacle. Despite the embarrassing intrusion, you couldn't help.
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(⸝⸝⸝╸w╺⸝⸝⸝) what dating jongseob would be like
pairing : (p1h) jongseob x male reader
rating : fluffy fluff!!!!
warnings : none :) [i think...this rlly is just toothrotting fluff idk]
wc : 3k+
✮ he’d be the type to insist on you exclusively calling him nicknames and petnames. even if it’s just a variation of his name (jongseobie, seob, seobie, etc), he just much prefers it over calling him regularly. bonus points if you make a nickname for him that only you know of, making it extra special whenever you call him by it. it makes him so happy to hear you call his name in such sweet ways. he’ll smile ear to ear the moment he hears it escape your lips, no matter his current mood.
“jongseobie,” you call out, lifting your head from the pillow, searching for the presence of your boyfriend in the hotel room. you heard an affirmative hum from the bathroom, making you put your head back onto the pillow, “what time is it?”
he walks out, toothbrush hanging at the corner of his mouth, as he shows you his phone screen. the lock screen makes you smile slightly, seeing it be a picture of the two of you on your last date. you nod in understanding, deciding to roll over and catch some more sleep before becoming a walking zombie for the rest of the day.
he retreats to the bathroom to finish brushing his teeth, crawling in next to you when he’s done, and immediately bringing you into his chest.
“seobie, the more you cuddle with me, the harder it’ll be for us to start the day,” the light scolding flies over his head as he only holds you tighter. you can’t see it, but his teeth are very slightly on display because of how you cutely called his name.
“we’re not in a rush today,” he lies.
“oh, don’t try tricking me,” you scold, pinching his side and getting him to exaggeratedly wince at the sensation. “five minutes only,”
“mhm,” he hums, running his hand up and down your back as he lovingly gazes at your head on his chest.
✮ jongseob being the type of boyfriend who does not want to let go of you, ever. he refuses to not be in physical contact with you all the time. if he’s excited, his hand squeezing yours tightens and he turns to you with a wide grin. if he’s anticipating something, he wraps his arms around the entirety of yours and keeps you close as he keenly awaits whatever it is that has his attention. wraps his arm around your shoulders/waist whenever the two of you go out in public, not wanting to be separated from you.
the public had never seen jongseob as clingy as he was until pictures of you two came up online. you were close with all the boys, the fans knew this, it was a connection that was there since pre-debut. so seeing affections between you and the members wasn’t rare, it was pretty natural.
but they all started to notice how particularly touchy and clingy jongseob was with you, much more than any other members. a lot speculate because he sees you as a trusted individual, finding solace in you, others just play it off as it being natural instinct.
both of them are not entirely wrong.
the boys stepped out of the van, one by one, as they arrived to the airport. sneakily, you came out of the van last, with the help of jongseob holding your hand as you climbed down the steps of the vehicle. he looked at you once over to make sure you had everything before securing you to his side.
“jongseobie, i can’t walk with you through the airport, your security needs to be close to you or else,” you whisper, the mask hiding the words you were saying to him. he looks at you incredulously, shaking his head very subtly.
“don’t want you to get hurt or something,” he reasons quickly, aware that there are cameras watching him now and he had to choose his words semi-carefully. but despite his awareness to the crowd, his eyes were locked in with yours and only on you while his hand was still intertwined with yours.
“don’t think like that, i won’t get trampled,” from the corner of your eye, you could see the boys’ manager motioning for them to continue on walking through the airport. jongseob didn’t pay them any mind as he looked at you with his pleading eyes. his lips were in a small pout eyebrows were furrowed in subtle distress. you squeezed his hand one last time before letting go, rubbing up and down his back before moving away to help the staff with their luggage and your own.
he grits his teeth, clicking his tongue before turning to walk with the rest of his members, sneaking one last glance at you as you take the luggage from the back of the van.
fans that were at the airport focusing on jongseob began murmuring to each other why he seemed a bit more stoic and uptight than he usually was. some hadn’t seen the previous interaction, so their theories were a little out of pocket sometimes. but some also had seen the mini-scene that the two of you were going through and gushing about how cute the bond between the two of you was.
fans weren’t really focused on you and the other staff so maneuvering through the crowd was rather easy. jongseob, on the other hand, was being surrounded by their fans, as were the rest of the boys, and attempting a kind smile to all of those that were nearby. in the forefront of his mind, he was worried about the state that you were in and hoping that you were doing fine. obviously, unknown to him, you were breezing through the airport with ease due to how low traffic was around you.
when everyone went through security and was able to rest in the lounge area, jongseob joined your side in an instant.
“wanna go get some coffee?” you offered, making him shake his head, but agree in tagging along with you. his arm was lazily resting on your shoulders, guiding you through the airport he was rather familiar with until you made it to the cafe area. he remained silent and observant by your side, only moving to tap his card against the card reader when it came time to pay.
you threw him a glare, knocking the underside of his jaw gently as “punishment,” but he only cheekily smiled. the two of you moved to the side to wait for the barista to call your order.
“see? nothing happened,” you commented, referring to his previous worries. he only rolled his eyes, dropping his arm from your shoulder and crossing them over his chest, “wow, don’t you look scary,” you teased, seeing that he was still rather peeved at the “incident.”
“i just don’t like when you’re not near,” he murmured, looking around for anyone nearby that could be eavesdropping. luckily, there was no one else in the cafe except an elderly couple that he doubts would recognize him.
“but you don’t have to worry, your fans aren’t like rabid animals or anything, plus they have no reason to even target me, remember,” you joked, making him shake his head in disagreement.
“it’s not them, i’m just worried in general. is it really that bad i want you close to me?” he questioned, tilting his head as he watched your reaction carefully.
you smiled at his endearing self, obviously disagreeing, “no, it’s just, you don’t have to worry so much. we’re here — together, aren’t we?”
he hummed in agreement, dropping his head to your shoulder and breathing in your scent to give himself more peace of mind. the barista called your order after a couple minutes, making the two of you leave and rejoin the rest of the boys and staff in the designated waiting area.
when you took your seats, he immediately took out his switch and comfortably leaned into your side. you smiled at the close proximity, turning your head to quickly kiss the top of his head before focusing onto whatever game he was enchanted in playing. but in the black reflection of the screen, you could see him smiling widely at your affection.
✮ he’s the type to really value quality time together. with his busy schedule, he likes squeezing in time with you in any way he can. even if he gets scolded every now and then by his manager for repeatedly “distracting” himself from his idol responsibilities, he does not listen and keeps doing whatever he can to keep you in close reach.
it was late at night and he was still in the studio, diligently arranging and composing the melody for a track that was planned for their upcoming release. he wasn’t under a ton of pressure since the deadline wasn’t until much later, but he was motivated to at least get some sort of draft finished for revisions for the rest of the team. he had texted you a while ago, inviting you to his studio and ever since then he’d been kind of distracted in waiting for your arrival.
when he finally did hear the door open behind him, he spun around quickly and was grinning ear to ear.
“oh? you brought food?” he asked, smile growing even wider at your kindness. he approached you with an obvious giddiness, taking the plastic bag from your hand and leaning in for a quick peck on your cheek. the action made you bashfully smile, nodding in response to his question.
“you’ve been locked in here all day,” you said, walking over and taking a seat near his computer, “it’s just something from the shop around the corner,” he unboxes the treats you brought, smiling like a kid on christmas as he looks at all the options.
“thank you,” he says, quickly squishing your cheeks with one hand before ripping open the plastic of the bread roll you had bought. he offered it to you after his first bite, which you politely declined, eyes trained on the intricate work displayed on his huge monitor.
he took his seat in his rolling chair, holding your hand as he set down the bread and began scrolling through his hard work.
“i think you’re gonna like this one,” he commented, lovingly gazing at you, “was thinking of you when i came up with the melody and lyrics,”
jongseob has created many songs in dedication to you and each time he confesses that, you blush so heavily red, and he loves it. this time was no exception and he leaned in closer to catch the sight of you becoming flustered because of him. something about knowing he was reason behind your shyness and red cheeks was so addictive.
“it’s soft and sweet and warm,” he lists, chuckling when you smoosh your hand against his face to get him to shut up. he grabs your wrist gently, kissing the back of your hand as he holds it in his own. “listen and tell me if you like it,”
“i love everything you create,”
jongseob rolled his eyes at what he believed was an exaggeration, waving you off as he began playing the song for you, or what was the beginning of an unfinished song. he watched your reaction carefully and you tried ignoring his prying eyes and opted to watch the monitor move along with the melody.
seeing you like this and thinking about how you so kindly visited him so late at night makes him think he can write a thousand more songs about you. he’s so sickly in love with you it makes him feel incredibly lucky that you are actually his boyfriend. he kisses your hand again, eyes trained on you and your features.
yeah, he could easily write songs about you for the rest of his life.
✮ the members always tease him about his relationship with you, whether you’re there or not to hear it. just know that this man is relentlessly getting made of for how whipped he is for you. whenever you text jongseob something that gets him flustered, suddenly all the members are crowding around him and pulling at his blushing cheeks with loud rambles of “jongseob has a crush!!” despite them knowing about your relationship since its existence. it’s a really funny thing to witness, plus you get to see jongseob sputter and get even more flustered at his members.
the boys were all present for dance practice, but right now they were all granted a break to catch their breath and regain their energy. of course, the moment they were excused, jongseob went straight for his phone and opened his messages to start talking to you. your texts from the afternoon were left unanswered, since that was around the time he started practice, and he apologized for the late response and explained why he was gone for so long.
being as understanding as you are, you reassured him it was all fine and from those simple words, he was grinning ear to ear.
”i miss you a lot, will you come over to the dorm when i finish practice?” he asked, waiting impatiently for your response. his bottom lip was caught in his teeth as he nervously nibbled the skin.
“i can’t baby :< i got a really important thing with my mom tomorrow morning and i can’t be out too late,” he frowned at the text, debating whether or not he should beg you to stop by for just a couple of minutes. he really did miss you a lot…
“just for a lil bit, promise i won’t make you stay for long!”
“seobie, i never leave your dorms until the ams T^T”
“pleasepleasepleasplepalseplease i miss you so much :(((”
there was no response for about thirty seconds before you caved in and finally agreed. you missed your boyfriend too, but were trying to be mindful of your plans the next day. but, you’ll just be sure to be strict this time around and actually go home early.
reading your text of agreement, jongseob verbally cheered, weakly punching his fist into the air and then typing back multiple cheesy texts to promise you that he would send you home earlier and that he loved you very much for coming to visit him.
“uh oh, jongseobie’s going crazy for his boyfriend again,” theo murmured, pointing to the youngest with a fake disappointed look, “while we are in the middle of practice too, tsk, tsk,”
jongseob rolled his eyes, “we’re on our break, shut up,”
intak threw himself onto the couch beside jongseob, his eyes reading over the text with such swiftness, jongseob wasn’t even able to hide his phone to his chest fast enough.
with a grin of excitement, intak exclaimed, “he’s coming over after practice?! yes! i can finally show him this one funny trend-”
“oh, [name]’s coming over after? should we order for some good delivery?” jiung asked, an equally pleased look on his face at the news.
“hey! he’s my boyfriend, he’s coming over to spend time with me, not you guys,” jongseob defended, a natural pout falling onto his lips as his members tried monopolizing on your time.
“he’s your boyfriend, he’s our friend and we haven’t seen him in a long time, suck it up, jongseob,” keeho teased, sticking his tongue out at the youngest who only grew more annoyed at their antics. “maybe we can have a movie marathon!”
“he can’t, he has to go home early tonight,” jongseob informs them, noticing their shoulders visibly deflate at the news.
“but i wanna show [name] some of the new stuff i bought,” soul said to jongseob, hoping that the boy would take his side in allowing his boyfriend to spend time with him, but like with everyone else, jongseob was against the idea.
“why do you guys always wanna hang out with him when he comes over? he’s my boyfriend, not yours…”
“the power of friendship outlives that of relationships,” theo joked, making the others laugh and jongseob shake his head in annoyance.
“aw, you even said how much you missed him,” with all the commotion around them, jongseob forgot that intak was still leaning over his shoulder and reading his texts with you. threateningly, he raised his hand to fake slap intak on the head, but the older one just laughed.
“oh, that’s so cute! let me see!” keeho said, now bounding over to jongseob, who immediately locked his phone and tightened his grip on the device.
“isn’t break time already over?” jongseob questioned, pushing his hands out against keeho, who was trying to reach for his phone.
“aw, you’re embarrassed! don’t be, jongseobie, it’s natural to miss your boyfriend,” keeho teased, fighting against jongseob’s outstretched arms.
“i think break is over, let’s go back to practicing,” he diligently ignored keeho, as well as everyone else’s prying eyes and stood up with his phone in his pocket.
“he was practically begging him to cover over,” intak giggled, a mischievous grin on his face as he exposed all of jongseob’s business.
“ya!!” jongseob shouted, but it fell on deaf ears as now almost everyone was cooing at him, like he was a baby.
“you guys are so cute,” jiung sighed dreamily, making jongseob cringe at his expression.
throughout the entirety of practice, giggles of the others would often break out as they gossiped about how cute jongseob was with you and that your relationship was truly the cutest. he tried to tune them out, but whenever their giggles and whispers got particularly loud, he could feel the tips of his ears and cheeks heating up with a raging blush present on his face.
→ tl;dr jongseob being the cutest being whipped for his boyfriend and really putting you above all else. he loves you so much and makes sure everyone else around him knows where his heart lies.
┆ UGH this man makes me sick to my stomach thinking about how sweet he probably is as a boyfriend.
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