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written by: 🥺

[12:08] being prince!hyunjin's tutor wasn't the easiest job in the world, unlike you had expected it to be. after all, he was part of the royal family, raised to be polite, well-rounded and a suitable heir—and that's exactly how you assumed the young prince would act.

but that definitely wasn't the case. hyunjin was just so annoying. sweet and kind, no doubt, but annoying. he had no desire to learn, instead preferring to spend his days frolocking outside in the castle gardens or, if allowed, taking a carriage through the village just to "see how his people were doing", as he had commented once. whilst you could understand that being cooped up in a castle with the weight of a future kingdom on his shoulders was bound to ebb away at his motivation, it definitely didn't make your job any easier.

you leaned against the pillows of his bed whilst you waited for him, reading a book you had read a thousand times before. it was one that hyunjin was supposed to read too, but he'd barely registered five words before he started whining that he wanted you to do it instead. granted, it was very interesting, and in the time it had taken you to get through half the book with hyunjin (he kept losing interest at random points and requesting that you restart the chapter) you had already memorised every line of dialogue, every twist and turn—so much so that you could probably perform it to hyunjin but, of course, you would never dare embarrass yourself like that.

it wasn't until the bed sunk beneath you suddenly that you realised that hyunjin had entered the room. you'd been so swept up in the main character's inner conflict that you'd barely noticed. he groaned, "jousting is the worst."

"why is that?" you asked, not bothering to look up from the book, but still unable to concentrate on whatever the main character was now thinking. something about her conflicting adoration and hatred for the love interest, you guessed.

"because the horse doesn't listen to me, and when you fall off you fall straight into mud. not to mention i keep dropping the-"

the horse doesn't listen to me. his words echoed in your brain for a few seconds as you tried to distinguish between what he had said and what you were reading. straight into the mud—

"hyunjin!" you interrupted his tale, throwing your book to the side and ushering him off the bed.

your sudden realisation was correct; the dirty armour he was wearing - which went unnoticed by you before - had stained massive patches of mud on his white sheets. you turned back to him. "the maids are going to kill me for letting you do this." you pointed a finger at his armoured chest. "then they're going to come for you."

hyunjin laughed and folded his arms across his chest. "why do you always treat me as though i am a child?"

you rolled your eyes and moved over to the bed, beginning to strip the sheets and get them washed before the stains were irreversible. "because you are a child."

"yes, but so are you. you are only a year older than me, may i remind you."

"a year older and your tutor," you replied. "i have the responsibility of looking after you and teaching you, therefore i have authority and you must respect me."

you heard a clatter as he dropped something to the floor, followed by a clash of metal. "and i will be your king in little time."

"yes, well, you're not just yet."

the dirty sheets were now a bundle which you scooped up into your arms. just as you turned to make your way over to the laundry basket, hyunjin stepped in your way. he'd shed himself of his armour and now wore a loose white shirt and black trousers.

"you're my tutor, and thus you serve me."

you tried to ignore how close the two of you stood, but it was difficult when you now could see the tiny specks of dirt on his skin and the mole beneath his eye that you'd never noticed before. he seemed like the only person who could be caked in multiple layers of dirt and grime and somehow pull it off.

"and you're insufferable."

"that's no way to speak to the person you serve."

"i'm not serving you right now," you said and thrust the pile of sheets into his arms. "do your laundry yourself. i think it's a skill that the future king should have," you added.

there was a quirk in his lips. for a second, you thought he was going to argue back. your prediction was immediately disproved when he pivoted, crossed the room and dropped the sheets into the laundry basket.

he faced you, smiling this time. "good enough for a future king?"

"good enough for a peasant boy," you said, half words and half scoff. "now you have to actually wash your laundry, not just get other people to do it for you."

he wrinkled his nose disapprovingly. "i'd rather learn to cook."

"that can be arranged. i'll take you down to the kitchen and ask the chef to teach you how to make a soufflé."

"a what?"

"dear god."

you nudged his shoulder with yours as you passed him and lead him in the direction of the kitchen. his reading would have to be discarded, but you supposed that was okay if it was in favour of teaching him life skills.

being hyunjin's tutor would never be easy but, luckily for you, you liked a challenge.

bad idea—

written by: 🥺

genre: fluff

pairings: yoo jeongyeon x reader

warnings: mild swearing

summary: admittedly, it wasn't the best idea to go camping during one of the coldest months of the year, but with the warmth of your girlfriend jeongyeon, a mistake can be easily corrected.

thanks to @peachyeva​ for requesting this!!

“this was such a bad idea,” you whisper to yourself, except the words barely leave your numb lips, so it sounds more like a set of incomprehensible syllables. 

you’re too cold to care anyway. despite the plethora of blankets wrapped around you and multiple layers of clothing - including jeongyeon’s thick purple hoodie which she so kindly gave up to you - your teeth still chatter uncontrollably. goosebumps rise on your frigid skin, and you can barely feel your fingers as you clutch a steaming mug of tea to your chest.

the tent zips open and jeongyeon’s face pokes in, cheeks and nose flushed red. she shuts the tent behind you as a final line of defence against the unrelenting autumn wind then plops down on the end of the blow-up mattress.

you spot the bowl of marshmallows in her hand and open your mouth to speak, but she holds her hand up in dismissal before any more muffled syllables can escape your lips.

“i know what you’re going to say. don’t even bother.”

“how did you know what i was going to say?” you question whilst she shuffles across the mattress until she’s laying next to you.

she smirks. “i’m telepathic. now open up.”

you grimace, but jeongyeon picks a pink marshmallow out of the bowl and waves it in front of your lips. with a roll of your eyes, you reluctantly open your mouth and allow her to slip the treat in.

“you didn’t have to, jeongyeon,” you say, words now softened by the food rather than the lack of feeling in your lips. the marshmallow is warm and sweet, allowing a new warmth to bloom in your chest. 

jeongyeon groans, “i told you not to bother.” there’s a brief silence as she chews her own marshmallow. “what’s the point in going camping if you don’t get to eat roasted marshmallows?”

“what’s the point of going camping if it’s freezing cold?”

she shrugs, and you take it as a win. you don’t get long to revel in your victory before she stuffs another marshmallow into your mouth, perhaps to shut you up, but that’s okay. you eat and drink in silence, listening to the wind howling outside, just a thin material (and many fluffy blankets) away from battering you with its’ strength.

jeongyeon places the bowl down on the floor when you’re done. she wastes no time in wrapping herself around you, head nuzzled into your neck. her soft breaths tickle your skin, but in a calming sort of way, and you allow your eyes to flutter shut.

“okay, i’ll admit it,” she says after a brief silence, “this was not one of my better ideas.”

“yeah, because you’re notorious for your good ideas. remember when you were convinced that feeding the seagulls one french fry each would get them to leave us alone?”

“don’t remind me. i still hear squawks and flapping wings in my nightmares sometimes,” she whines.

you erupt into a fit of giggles at this. jeongyeon only pouts and exclaims, “i can’t believe you’re laughing at my misfortune!”

“i would’ve laughed when it happened if i wasn’t being chased by ravenous birds. why am i always swept up in your mistakes?”

jeongyeon pouts for real this time. you can’t help but feel bad, and quickly roll onto your side so you can caress her face. “i’m actually quite enjoying this, though.”

“really?”

“yeah, i enjoy being cold. it means i have an excuse to cuddle up to you.”

jeongyeon grins, cheeks blushing even darker than they already were. “you can cuddle up to me whenever.”

“i know, baby.” you lean forward and plant a gentle kiss on her lips. “moral of the story: don’t let jeongyeon make decisions.”

“unless they involve cuddling.”

“yeah, unless they involve cuddling.”

cuddling skz headcanons—

genre: fluff

warnings: none

written by: 🥺 + 🐝

relationship(s): bang chan x reader/ lee know x reader/ changbin x reader/ hyunjin x reader/ han x reader/ felix x reader/ seungmin x reader/ jeongin x reader

bang chan

you two would lay with ur head on his chest with his arms wrapped around you

would probably smell like soap and vanilla and oh man you'd fall asleep SO goddamn fast

chris isn't a great sleeper so he'd probably just lay with his eyes closed and listen to your breathing

would probably smell ur hair lets be real

minho

he's basically a cat in that he likes affection on his terms and his terms ONLY

catboy minho rights

idk would probably just do it unconsciously??

like he'd fall asleep next to you and snuggle into your side

DO NOT move if you value your life

changbin

very into skinship

he's tiny but he loves to be big spoon

loves to be close to you so would just like,, hold u rlly tightly and tangle ur legs together

he'd also be the type to tickle you a little whilst giggling

but he's vv strong so like,, there's no escape

(good luck)

hyunjin

loves lying with you on ur back and him laying on top of you (rip)

would love love LOVE it if u played with his hair bc its gotten so long recently and it'd be sososo easy

he'd hum and sigh contentedly until he fell asleep

would probably whisper "baby?" every now and again and every time u ask what he wants he just wouldn't reply

his breath on ur neck is vv tickly (is that a word idk) but you cannot move so uhhh yeah have fun

jisung

DEFINITELY little spoon

no i do not take constructive criticism

would take ur hands and hold them to his chest

would make cheesy jokes about his heart racing whenever ur near him

twist around every now and again to ask for a kiss and if ur asleep no you're not❤️

he would nudge you to wake u up like "i want kithes😡😡"

felix

you guys cuddle facing eachother

but he loves skinship so he'd hold ur hands and play with ur fingers

would probably fall asleep quite quickly and you would HAVE to admire him bc i mean,, look at him,, it's lixie,,, he's gorgeous

you'd probably count his freckles and he'd giggle and tell you that it tickles

but if he's super tried and trying to sleep he'd be like "stop clogging my pores dude and gO TO SLEEP"

seungmin

would let u lay on his arm

he'd most likely run his hands through ur hair then cup ur face

probably listens to music to go to sleep (and by music i mean day6)

so you'd share a pair of earphones or airpods or whatever and he'd probably sing along quietly

which, in itself, is literal heaven

i love seungmin bye

jeongin

lil baby wants to be the big spoon bc he's a MAN

LOVES it if u wears his t-shirts/ hoodies so would just give it to you like "wear this ☺️☺️"

he'd snuggle up against ur back and nuzzle his face into ur neck

which would make u giggle and the lil shit would just do it more

but we love cuddly jeongin in this household