Yellow Sticker — Seungmin X Reader ; Established Relationship & Happens In The Universe Of ‘cops

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pairing: boyfriend!heeseung x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warning(s): kissing n’ cuteness overload !!

word-count: 0.7k

request: “clingy heeseung showering you with love.”

networks: @k-labels n’ @enhanet

authors note: heyy I haven’t posted in a while but here’s a lil something !! sorry if it’s not good, it’s been a little while since I’ve written a cute drabble so I’m rusty !! anyway,, big thanks to my boo @reivrze for beta reading n’ helping me with this fic 🥹🫶🏼 happy reading, everyone !!

The bright tint from the window illuminated his features with a glowy undertone, and the shadows that remained in the darkened parts of the room perfectly shaded the structure of his jaw and his slender nose. Strands of his now overgrown bangs, scattering across his forehead, a few landing on the pillow beneath him. His maroon lips, in the form of a pout, were still swollen from hours earlier. His eyelashes moved along with his eyelids as he pretended to be in a deep sleep.

It was obvious that he had woken up just a few minutes ago but was in no way ready to leave your side. Your boyfriend, Heeseung, made it his own personal mission to cling to you like a koala. His hands wrapped tightly around your body as he pulled you close. Not failing to mutter a string of nonsensical words under his breath before giving you a quick little peck on your shoulder.

“Hee, I need to get up.” You whispered, your hands coming up in an attempt to remove his own which was clearly unsuccessful. His grip tightened, allowing him to nuzzle against you even more. “Heeseung.” You called out, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips as you earned a slight whine from the other.

A chuckle escaped your lips as his hands ran down your sides, pulling you closer—if that were even possible—into his chest. “Just stay a little longer.” He murmured, his voice hoarse and groggy from having just woken from his slumber. A kiss was placed against your skin again, this time a little longer, before he pulled away and placed another on your cheek. You couldn't help but giggle at his antics, feeling the warmth of his embrace and the softness of his lips against your skin.

“I'm going to be late.” You giggled as he began to leave a trail of kisses from your cheek down to your neck, your hands resting on his shoulders.

“I know,” he muttered, his breath hot against your skin. “But I can't resist you.” You smiled, feeling a rush of electricity spread through your body. He always knew how to make you feel special, even in the simplest of moments.

“Just” kiss “fifteen” kiss “more” kiss “minutes." Heeseung grumbled, his hands roaming your body as he continued to shower you with affection.

“I have a meeting with Jay today, Hee.”

“Just reschedule; he'll understand.” He pouted, his eyebrows furrowing as he tilted his head cutely at you. You couldn't help but smile at his adorable expression: “I can't, Hee. You know how important this is for the company.” You gently pushed his chest; you tried to get out of his grasp for what seemed to be the millionth time in the past twenty minutes.

Although part of you was fighting yourself for not just dozing off again in his arms, “But it's Saturday, and I don't want to let you go; I'm comfortable,” he complained, lips forming into a pout once again. You laughed softly and cupped his face before planting a soft kiss on his lips.

His lips were soft, and the vague taste of mint merged with the subtle taste of caffeine, which confirmed your assumptions about him waking up early. The kiss was slow and gentle, his lips overlapping with yours at a slow yet passionate pace. The warmth of his breath against your lips caused your heartbeat to increase in speed. You couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as his hand delicately cradled your cheek, pulling you closer to him.

The scent of his cologne combined with the mint and caffeine, creating an intoxicating aroma that enveloped you both and the air that spread around your intertwined limbs. You felt yourself melting into his embrace, lost in the moment as the lips you called home moved perfectly with your own.

Breaking the kiss, you placed your index finger on his lips to stop him from distracting you any further. “I'll reschedule; you win.” You giggled, grabbing your phone and scrolling through your messages to text Jay you couldn't make it in today.

“Yes!”

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2:53 am

"kei." no response. you know tsukishima has to get up early for work, but the window across from your bed is open, allowing the night breeze to creep in and sting your face. you could get up yourself, but that's what husbands are for, right?

you twist around, trying to wiggle out of your husband's grasp so you can take a better look at his sleeping face. he has an arm wrapped firmly around your waist, the other supporting your neck to, in his words, 'protect his ears from your constant complaints about your sore neck in the morning'.

"honey?" you poke his cheek, smiling to yourself when he grunts in response. tsukishima has always been a light sleeper. you lay in silence for a few seconds before he finally lets out a sigh, opening his eyes to look at you.

"what do you want?"

you muster up your biggest doe eyes, knowing that he hates getting out of bed just as much as you do. "close the window for me?"

"no. you do it."

you sigh dramatically, gesturing at his arms wrapped firmly around you. "i would love to, but someone is holding me hostage, so i think you're going to have to do it."

tsukishima rolls his eyes, untangling his arms from your body. "problem solved." he holds back a smile when you frown and pull the blankets away from him, turning your back towards him. you're so cute. tsukishima would do anything you ask of him without hesitation, but he can't help but tease you a bit first. he'll never get tired of your reactions, and he loves that he can be a little snarky with you.

you sigh again, this time louder and more pointed, pretending to shiver just to show your husband how cold you really are, and how cruel he is for not helping. "if only someone could hold me right now...", you trailed off.

"ok, do you want me to help you or not?" he finally gives in, getting up to reach for his glasses. you win, as usual. you turn back to face him again with a smile as bright as sunshine, and despite all of the years you've been together, his heart still stops for a second. wow. okay, maybe he is obsessed with you, but he can't help it. you've clearly worked your magic on him, considering the fact that he's getting out of the bed for you when he has to be awake in a few hours. he goes to close the windows with a firm click, walking back to his side of bed.

"kei...since you're already up...", he looks back to see your guilty smile, an empty mug in your hands. "please? last thing, i swear." he give you a look that reads, "you're lucky i love you." (you know you're the luckiest person in the world.)

he takes your mug and you hear his quiet footsteps making their way to the kitchen. he comes back, handing you a mug full of warm water. once you take a sip, he takes the mug from you again, placing it on your nightstand.

"i poisoned that," he quips, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before finally lying down and snaking his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer to him. the only reason he hates getting out of bed is that he has to let go of you, but he doesn't need to say that. he's sure you already know.

and if I combust then what

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Feline Approval - Lee Know

How Soonie and Lee Know agreed you were the one.

The afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft, golden streaks across the room. Lee Know stirred awake, his senses slowly tuning in to the world around him. The first thing he noticed was the warmth pressed against him – your back nestled against his chest. His arms were securely wrapped around you, his hold gentle yet protective. His lips quirked into a faint smile. He loved these quiet moments with you, where the world seemed to pause just for a little while.

Blinking sleepily, he nuzzled closer, the subtle scent of your shampoo filling his senses. Then something caught his eye. He craned his neck slightly to peer over your shoulder and froze, his breath hitching. There, nestled in your arms, was Soonie.

One of his beloved cats, usually aloof and particular about where he napped, was curled up peacefully against you. Soonie’s small, fluffy body rose and fell with each soft breath, his paws tucked delicately against his chest. His head rested on your arm as though it was the most natural thing in the world.

Lee Know froze for a moment, his half-asleep mind trying to process what he was seeing. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat, a wave of tenderness washing over him. His pets were like his children – precious, guarded, and fiercely loved. For Soonie to let down his guard and seek comfort in your arms meant everything to him.

For a long moment, he simply watched, his heart swelling with a mix of love and tenderness. The room was filled with a calm stillness, the golden light making everything feel surreal, almost sacred. He couldn’t decide what he adored more – the way you looked so peaceful as you slept, or the fact that Soonie had claimed a spot right there with you.

He gently tightened his embrace around you, careful not to disturb the little scene in front of him. His lips brushed against the nape of your neck as he whispered, his voice thick with emotion, “You’re amazing, you know that?”

You stirred slightly but didn’t fully wake, only murmuring something incoherent. Soonie shifted in your arms, letting out a tiny, contented sigh, and Lee Know felt his heart clench. "Even Soonie knows you’re special," he murmured, more to himself than to you, his nose brushing against your shoulder.

For a man who often found it difficult to put his feelings into words, this moment spoke volumes. You weren’t just someone he loved – you were someone who had effortlessly become part of his world, someone his loved ones accepted without hesitation.

As he laid there, holding his little family in his arms, Lee Know felt a rare kind of peace settle over him. Tomorrow, there would be rehearsals, chaos, and the usual whirlwind of his life. But today, he had this – a moment of pure, unfiltered happiness – one he would treasure forever.

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⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ choi yeonjun | s. cuddling with yeonjun ! | p. gn!reader x bf!yeonjun ! | g. headcanon, fluff, romance ! | r. requested by anon ! | wc. ~0.2k !

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최연준 ' choi yeonjun

cuddling with yeonjun has got to be the sweetest thing ever

he's so warm and he LOVESSS big spooning

he loves having you in his arms but he also tends to brush through your hair

places the softest kisses on your lips

yeonjun is not the typical boyfriend

he's everything you want and more and there is no doubt about that

whenever you walk by him while he's laying down he always opens his arms in hopes you'll cuddle with him

whether or not he's on the couch or in bed he will always be down to have you in his arms

enjoys when you face him and brush hairs away from his eyes and then kiss him

he also really enjoys kissing the tip of your nose when you are facing him

YEONJUN IS LITERALLY BOYFRIEND MATERIAL

AND NO ONE

LITERALLY NO ONE

CAN CHANGE MY MIND !

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﹙ ✉️ ﹚ ── NIGHT AFFECTION. in which ⸝ 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌.

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HEESEUNG

he is never ashamed to ask for the things that he want. whether it’s the remote when he is too lazy to get it himself or a compliment for something he has done; he always asks. 

he is not ashamed nor subtle about needing that good night kiss. and to emphasize on his point, he is not going to let you go to sleep until your lips connect with his.

he flops on top of you, his chest pressed against yours as well as his entire weight. “i can’t sleep,” he whines while you try to get him off of you. he bugs you, “i will die, kiss me.”

soon enough, he comes to find his position weirdly comfortable. he rearranges himself so he can hide his face in the crook of your neck, “i won’t get up until you kiss me,” he mumbles.

you laugh at the way his voice gets slowly quieter as be speaks, your boyfriend is already dozing off. he is already half asleep when you give him what he wants.

JAY

his reaction is quite funny. to him, it feels like his entire world crumbled in slow motion, right in front of his wide opened eyes. his goodnight kiss it is that important to him.

he doesn’t realize that he is staring at you. unintentionally, he is stuck in place without looking at anything but you, without even blinking once. he doesn’t realize that he is not laying down at the same time as you do, that is boring holes into your soul. 

realization only hits him a few seconds after you turn off the light. “babe,” he calls you hurriedly, tapping your form in fear that you would fall asleep without him receiving his act of affection.

you turn around, turning on the light in an almost panicking and downright confused. he smiles fondly, “didn’t you forget something, princess?”

seeing that you genuinely don’t know what is happening and that you are almost falling asleep, he kisses you himself.

JAKE

he is already tucked in bed, teeth freshly brushed, skin shining due to his nightly skin care routine and he feels comfortable here, enveloped like a tacos in the covers. 

it just feels too good, falling asleep after receiving a loving kiss from his beautiful girlfriend. he is so, so shocked when he realizes that you are not going to kiss him tonight. his eyes grow wide, his mouth falls agape. 

he mimics the look of a kicked pupil as he watches you get under the cover without even giving him a glance. 

he ponders, for a long moment, whether he should kiss you himself or just let it go. he is stays silent in hopes that his mind will successfully telepathically share his thoughts with you. 

“doll,” he whisper, getting closer to your ear. “can you give me a kiss, please?”

SUNGHOON

the lack of his before-sleep loving affection would leave him all sour faced. he wouldn’t hide it either, he is annoyed and kiss deprived.

you catches his face while you are getting ready to close your eyes. but his eyes digging holes in your skin makes you laugh out loud. he looks like an angry cat. 

you beat his chest playfully and with the softest giggle he has ever heard, and which makes his face arbor a more tender expression, “what’s wrong with you?”

shyness overtakes him when you laugh like that, he ends up avoiding your eyes as he fidgets with the covers. you study him for a moment until you realize what you’ve forgotten.

his cheeks are tainted with pink when you hold his chin between your index finger and your thumb. he leans in, closing his eyes and sigh when you kiss him.

SUNOO

he is bothered by it. to an extent that is a tad bit laughable. he finds himself utterly offended, downright shocked— he doesn’t have the time to be subtle about it. at all. 

this is how you are supposed to say goodnight. when it’s time to drowse, a kiss is needed. even when you are apart, the kissy face emoji or a flying kiss behind your phone’s camera is necessary. 

in all honesty, you are confused about his change of demeanor, given the fact that he was all smiley a few minutes prior. you find him with a small pout weighing on his pretty lips and don’t hear the things that he is grumbling under his breath. 

there is no way that is falling asleep without what he wants. and he is in disbelief when he realize that you forgot. and instead of reminding you, he just huffs as he lays down with his back facing you. 

he really does try to act like he doesn’t care, but after a dozen seconds in the dark, he trunks around and whisper, “hey, aren’t you forgetting something?” 

JUNGWON

he could tell you. he tap your shoulder sweetly, watch you turn around as you wait for him to talk and tells you that you forgot his before-bedtime smooch, but he doesn’t. 

of course, he takes it as an invitation to play with your mind a little, to make you curious, to make you wonder under his pleased gaze. 

a bit before you turn off the light, he speaks: “you forgot,” with the context swallowed in his throat. it rings your curiosity instantly, and you don’t want to sleep anymore. 

“jungwon,” he scoots closer to your circle of warmth. in the silence, he wraps his arms around you in the act of a loving embrace. “jungwon, what did i forget?” 

he laughs when you push him away slightly to get his attention. in lieu of an answer, he decides to get his kiss on his own. 

RIKI

he watches your every move. he follows you everywhere in the house, from the living room to the bathroom, to the bathroom to the bedroom. it is as if he is your shadow. 

you want to laugh every time you turn your gaze to his direction, seeing how impatient he is for that goodnight kiss. he looks like he has never been kissed before.

his world crumble under his feet when you decide to withhold the kiss and purposely ignore his presence. a frown draws itself on his mouth as well as on his eyebrows. 

silent treatment is what he gives you as a form of revenge. but he wants to kiss you really bad, you know. perhaps, his little vengeance doesn’t last very long because he jump when he hears he words, “i’ll find something else to kiss then!” coming out of your mouth. 

he attacks you with wet kisses all over your face as a gentle punishment. 

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ready? set…touchdown! tutor? | s. jaeyun

“he smiled at you as if you were the only person in the world. unknowingly to you, it’s because you were, in fact, the only person for jake.”

SYNOPSIS › you’d always known jake sim as the unbelievably handsome and smart jock/student that sat next to you in your advanced psychology class. similar to you, jake had always pined over you silently. so what happens when jake becomes your assigned tutor for the very class he’s your seat partner in and when a yearbook editorial feature causes [forces] you to get to know the boy better? complete, and utter, chaos—as the both of you deal through your growing feelings for one another.

PAIRINGS › tutor+football jock!jake x fem!yearbook photographer/editor reader

TROPE › mutual pining, friends + tutor & his tutee —> lovers

GENRES › fluff, slight crack, pretty heavy angst at times !!

WARNINGS › profanity, reader has slight anxiety/self-doubt/insecurity issues, jake is conflicted with his feelings, jake & reader high key suck at communicating which leads to issues, lots of cheesy lines, slow-burn tbh, reader & jake are very smart—y/n is just struggling, most importantly: heartthrob football jake who also doubles as a hot nerd ;)

EXTRAS › i suggest you read because it includes a steamy kiss at the end (pretend to be surprised) + but with a twist ;), oh also because it involves the high school football game experience [like the scene from the hilary duff cinderella movie!].

WORD COUNT › 10.2k+

PLAYLIST › hold on — flor, tek it — cafuné, sunsetz — c.a.s, car crash — eaJ, pluto projector — rex orange county

AUTHOR’S NOTE › goshh i really do hope this fic lives up to your expectations because i’m in love w the final product! enjoy :)

AT 8 AM SHARP EVERYTHING MORNING, JAKE SIM WOULD STARE AT THE DOOR, AWAITING YOUR ARRIVAL.

he’d observe the entrance of your psychology class every day and hope you weren’t absent. thankfully for him, you didn’t dare miss school unless you were actually sick. which to his delight, was rare. school had always been one of your top priorities, and jake had always admired you for your ambition.

every morning when you walked in, the gust of the wind from the windows open from the opposite side of the classroom would cause your hair to blow as you walked to your seat. a million fireworks would go off in jake’s head, as well as in his heart while he watched you slide into the seat beside him, giving you a nod. you smiled in response every time, even if you weren’t feeling like it that day.

every now and then, if jake was lucky, he’d smoothly slide close enough to you so that his elbow could touch yours. though you never moved upon the contact, you’d take note of how often he’d do it.

likewise, you wished he would never stop. because you were so attracted to jake sim, it sometimes gave you a stomach ache when you stayed up at night, daydreaming about what could maybe one day be.

if only he wasn’t the star quarterback of your school, along with being an insanely smart and sociable person. then you’d maybe think that you’d have a chance with him.

but with all the girls and cheerleaders that flocked around him, seeing him as a mere piece of prey for them to fiend on, you never bothered considering the odds.

oh, but if only you knew that jake wanted you just as much as you did him. perhaps then, you’d be together by now. but that’s not the way this story goes, now does it?

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description: jungwon x reader (very soft physical affection, jungwon's relationship with reader is up for interpretation)

i wrote this for the people who have had a troubled past and the idea of jungwon being your safe haven makes you want to *sob*

his presence was like a fresh load of laundry on a warm spring day. his smile, his laugh, jungwon coming into your life saved you from yourself. 

with his hoodie over his head and his favorite plaid pajama pants on, there really wasn’t a sight comparable to this one.

it was strange to be so engulfed by a spirit so light and bright but it was more comfortable than it is foreign.

he places his hand softly on yours and tugs you gently towards himself, “come here” he touches you in the way you need it and pours his love into each in every movement. you feel his affection through the pads of his finger tips and the soft grip of his hand. jungwon is your safe place, being someone so frightened by physicality, he makes it feel natural.

his hands roam all over your arms and shoulders, looking you up and down to make sure you’re okay like he always does. he pulls you into a hug and you feel yourself melt into him all over again. he’s warm and his body is firm but his aura is so soft and gentle it feels healing in a way. he lowers himself against the couch so that you can lay on his chest just like that, with his arms still wrapped around your lower back. 

you can hear his heart beating, and feel his chest moving up and down with every breath, and you are reminded all over again that you are in the right place. he traces circles through your clothes and it sends shivers up your spine. it feels so good to be here, it feels so good to be on jungwon. 

you take a peek up at him, with the tv screen flashing colors on his face in the dark room, he’s beautiful as ever. he’s handsome with his hair undone and a lazy outfit on, he’s jungwon and jungwon to the core. 

closing your eyes, you lower your head on his chest again, rubbing against it a bit with the side of your face. 

he notices you getting comfortable and takes it as a sign that you’re ready to fall asleep. he smiles softly, gazing at your presence and holding you just a bit tighter than he was before. 

after a few minutes of soaking in all your facial features with his eyes, he brings his head down to kiss your forehead gently, before going back to watch the tv. 

you’ve never slept better. 

The realizations have begun! Yifan's sense of safety and coziness around Sangyan speaks volume considering her terrible past experiences with men, which is the reason why she did not like Mu guy touching her (also Mu guy is a creep so... that explains it as well). Her subconscious literally equates Sangyan to the Sun and his caring acts towards her remind her of her dad because other than with him, she only felt that she was cared for when her dad was alive.

Sangyan is the embodiment of her definition of love— "I believe what matters is sincerity. Just like a first love, pure and sweet, with a heart that only wants to bring joy to the other person, without expecting anything in return." His acts of service and care are done solely because he wants to do them and not because he desires something in return, which is why many of his such acts remain unknown to Yifan. He beat those goons and searched for hidden cameras in her room, he sat outside the hotel all night and prevented other people from renting a room beside hers so she could practice without any disturbances, he put stick-on safety cushions on the furniture so she doesn't hurt herself while sleepwalking (he did it quietly, never told her once about it and she only got to know of it when she saw it herself) and he always does little things like making breakfast for her, buying her food, having her cover herself with the umbrella properly in guise of the umbrella obstructing his view; he has never once told her he is doing these things explicitly for her except the time when he bought her chicken soup and he did it because he knew that it was her father's death anniversary and she needed to hear that the soup was specially for her. Sangyan's love reminds me of the lyric "all these people think that love's for show, but I would die for you in secret".

He only wants her to live happily just like how she wants him to be happy. She broke both of their hearts because she wanted him to find happiness believing that she couldn't give it to him, while he also always wished for happiness for her even though he was hurt by her words and her backing out on the promise they made to each other.

So, to answer her question "Do I still have feelings for him?"— Yes, she does. She actually never got over him just like he never got over her. It's just that her feeling of guilt towards him and thoughts of not being worthy of him had overpowered her romantic feelings for him all these years. He is special to her and has always been.