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Build A Boyfriend - Yoongi

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you were a famous music producer known for your unique beats and music style

you made it clear that you werent interested in a relationship yet you felt a bit lonely inside 

but that never stopped you and you always put the thought of finding a s/o to the side

but this day OHOHOHO THIS CERTAIN DAY

you were doing the usual, writing and producing songs for your new album when dead smack in the middle of producing a virus just popped up out of no where

DUN DUN DUN

you unleashed a bucket full of curse words you potty mouth

you tried to get rid of the virus but it just redirected you to some website

you scanned the website with your eyes and was like wtf??

“Build your very own boyfriend! Get started here!”

you was like wtf x2

but you was lowkey curious and your heart fluttered out of excitement?

cause woahoho build a boyfriend?

you kinda just calmed yourself cause you was like this isnt real BUT HONEY IT ISSSS and just started to answer the questions they asked you, the first one being ‘Whats your Name’

you answered them all with a smile on your face lmao

you wanted him to be able to produce music like you, so you can have someone to relate to

and have a very cute smile, a gummy smile to be specific

we all know how cute yoongi’s smile is dont argue with me on its

it came to the part where you had to decide his name, you typed in Yoongi

so after a while you realized you spent freakin 3 hours on this

who knew you wanted so much in a person-

but you were kinda sad it was over and just got back to working

you woke up the next day on your freaking producer chair and youre sore-

cause who in freak sleeps with their head flinged back wts

you got up to stretch and walked out of your producing room and to the kitchen (yes there is a room specifically to make your music in the house)

dING dONG

you looked at the door and at your watch (its 12:46) and youre like what i slept that late-

you hoped that i wasnt your friend coming to scold you for sleeping in-

and it wasnt-

IT WAS SOME DUDE and he was attractive

you squinted your eyes at him like wot. 

he did a little smirk and just handed you a single white rose that you didnt notice before cause you were too focused on his beauty

you took it and was like

huh

you were processing a bit like an attractive dude at my door giving my a bouquet, at my apartment, iN PUBLIC

THE PAPARAZZI AFIOAFOFAB

you grabbed him and pulled him in and he was like !?!?!

you shut the door behind you and locked it

“wow are you kidnapping me now”

you looked at him like he was crazy “nO IM NOT, wHO aRe yOU”

he shoved his hands in his pocket “Wow you dont even know your own boyfriend’s name? Yoongi, remember you made me?” he shook his head in disappointment 

you blinked a few times and went OOoOooOoOoo tHE WEBSITE WAS REAL

“well yea” he plopped himself on your sofa and reached for your lyric book open on the table

and your like WOAH PRIVATE PROPERTY 

he read it anyways

he asked for a pencil and you just shuffled for one and gave it to him

he started to erase some words and you were like aLARMED but didnt do anything a just watched nervously

he place it back on the table and you hurriedly looked at it and your eyes BEAMED cause the lyrics you were struggling to write he wrote it was ease 

AND YOU WERE VERY HAPPY AND JUST WIBFAIFB

gave him a freaking hug 

“YOUR THE DAMN BEST”

and he did that gummy smile and your eyes just fluttered, he tried to hide it though

you were like no regrets

you two kinda just sat down and talked about music for hours and you felt an instant connection

probably cause you made him

you allowed him into your producing room cAUSE HEY HE IS YOUR BOYFRIEND NOW

and he just showered you with compliments and you felt great-

the whole day went by with you and him talking 

LOVE IS IN THE AIRRRRR

the next day you woke up to you two cuddling on the couch-

and  A LOT of notification and to your HORROR, someone managed to get photos of him at your door and you dragging him inside

“Possible love interest?” the article read

and it was getting shared everywhere and you started to freak out cause WHAT WILL YOUR BOSS THINK

he woke up next you like whats the matter?

you told him everything and he just smirked and you were like

WHATS SO FREAKING FUNNY

“Come on, its not big of a deal, if that was me, i would confess my love for you to the world without any regrets, its not a crime to love”

your heart fluttered for like the hundredth time like whats with him and his suave ways wtf mannn

you just smiled like yea, your right.

Build A Boyfriend - Jin

Lets ignore that 15 there

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So you went out to get groceries, cause you know you’re hungry

You went to the supermarket and bought the stuff you needed to feAST-

You bought a whole bunch of crap and regretting it

Cause…… you don’t have a car-

But your apartment isn’t that far so you can manage probably not

PING PING (That was your phone btw lmao)

You got a message from your best friend

“Aaron is so cuteee” with all those heart eye emoji mess you never understood

You sighed “That was like the hundredth time you told me that today, whats so “cute” about him”

“Omg Y/N you seriously don’t understand, he is the cutest boy on campus, seriously, you are so smart and you don’t even know that?”

Yea, you’re in college, getting them groceries with that ramen money

And you’re like “I AM SMART EJHJHKJ, I just don’t understand what’s so good about him”

“Of course you don’t, reading all those books are getting to your head, no wonder you’re still single and don’t have a boyfriend”

And you’re like wELl eXcuSE mE- but never got a chance to send it cause you bumped into some person

You fell flat on your behind and your first thought was;

 MY GROCIES! DD;

You saw some hand handing you some business card and of course you took it by habit 

But once you look up to confront the person for bumping into you they’re gone

And you’re like wtf?

You read the card he gave you; “Build a boyfriend! build a boyfriend right at your fingertips, just go to this website www.buildyourownboyfriend.com and get started!”

 And you like double wtf???

So you just discarded it into one of the grocery bags and just continued to walk home

You finally reached to your apartment and yOU’RE TIRED.

 You hurriedly placed down the bags SO YOUR ARMS CAN FREAKIN’ BREATHE-

tHEN sOMethinG tRAgiC iN yOur POOr cOLLegE liFe hAPPenS

A bag with groceries dropped and you’re like NOOOOOOOOKLJKJLKJL

Praying to the heavens nothing broke

Gladly nothing did

 The business card from earlier fluttered out and you’re like oh that- forgot about that

 You went to pick it up and read it again and was like….

 IM TELLING MY BESTFRIEND ALL ABOUT IT-

And you did bUT THE RAT DIDN’T REPLY LIKE GaSP

You got bored of waiting for her to reply (You legit waited a minute)

You were kinda curious and thought it wasn’t gonna hurt to try it out

SO GUESS WHAT YOU DID :DDDD

Turned on your laptop and went on the website

And it actually didn’t look too shady like you thought I would

It actually looked so KA KA KAWAII

You pressed the “get started” button (Obviously iebaibe)

The first question was “What’s your first and last name” so you entered your name

It asked really simple questions like “Would you want him to be able to cook?” and “Do you want him to be kind?”

Both of course are a total yes for you especially since your cooking looks like it’s been hell and back

You wanted him to be an early bird to balance out you sleeping late and of course you wanted him to have cute charms

Then after it got down right personal and detailed like “How do you want his eyes shaped” and “How does he laugh” and trash like that

 And you know thinking this is a joke, you were like “A windshield wiper laugh”

You started filling in more information as in how tall he was and what color was his hair

 At the end it was like “What is your new boyfriend’s name?” and after a bit of thought you decided on the name “Jin”

AND IT TOOK YOU LIKE 2 HOURS CAUSE THERE WAS SO MUCH QUESTIONS but hey you had fun! :DD

PING PING (Yes it’s your phone lmao)

 Your bestfriend finally replied and you were like

WHERE WERE YOU WOMAN >:((((

She told you all about what happened to her and her garbage crush that you don’t care about

And you guys talked until you dropped dead asleep.

The next day, you heard someone knocking at your door you’re first instincts was like WHO IN THE HELL IS KNOCKING ON MY DOOR THIS EARLY IN THE DAMN MORNING- but of course you grumpily got up to see who it was any way

Once you opened the door you were like shOOK?

A handsome man was standing at your doorstep with a bouquet of flowers with an expensive looking suit

 And you first thought was

Is he lost-

He smiled at you with the most BREATHTAKING SMILE YOU EVER SAW AND YOU WERE LIKE

FOR SURE HE IS AT THE WRONG PLACE WTF

 Until he said “May I come in Y/N, love?”

AND YOU INTERNALLY FLIP OUT LIKE HOW DOES THIS DUDE KNOW MY NAME-

But you still trying to wrap your head around the situation so you let him in

“I got these for you” he held out the bouquet and you’re like thank you?????   

You cut right to the chase and asked “Who are you and how do you know my name you freakishly handsome man”

His face was like wtf woman what do you mean who am i?? He replied with “Jin, your boyfriend, I was made especially for you, remember?”

It took your brain a while and you started to freak out cause

THE WEBSITE WAS REAL WTF?

You were in a trance of shock and confusion?¿?

 And then his face beamed

“What does the dog say to the wall”

And your like “….what?”

“WolWol” he burst out laughing, clapping his hands, with the same windshield wiper laugh-

 You face palmed, yet laughed releasing all the tension in the room

“You must be hungry, love” he smiled “Let me go make something for you”

 You shrugged your shoulders like okay i guess? and once he disappeared into the kitchen you smiled and clutched your heart

 Like what is this NicE fEEliNG??? Its love btw

You went to freshen up and came out to smell something that smelled so NICE-

And you just smiled like this is real nice, im actually glad I bumped into that weird guy.

Usually I post on Sundays but the couple AUs I’ve been working on aren’t ready yet. In the meantime, you can read this one if you haven’t! Also I’ll post sometime early this week to make up for it! :))

It’s Not Just The Coffee~

ꕥGenre: CoffeeShop!au, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x San

ꕥWord Count: 1.3k

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥTagging: @midzyatiny​

ꕥA/N: For those that don’t know, San has said before that if he wasn’t an idol he would be a barista, so that was my inspo. I wrote this while listening to Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop by Landon Pigg and I highly recommend listening to it while you read this, if you so desire :))

There was always something about that coffee shop that kept me coming back.

Maybe it was the homey, rustic look of the store or their creamy, rich coffee. Perhaps it was the gentle jazz music in the background or the adorable little plants they had displayed in their windows. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the cute barista that led me to return.

How Have You Bean was not only the cutest name for a coffee shop ever, but the name of this particular coffee shop. The one I happened to stumble upon when I first moved to town two months ago.

It was horribly cold that day. Due to the bitter cold and snow, I ran inside the nearest open building in search of warmth. There were only a few people there, mostly college students quietly discussing their upcoming assignments. I debated on whether or not I should order something. I’d be rude if I simply stayed and didn’t order anything, right? I walked to the counter and saw a male employee with his back facing me.

“Sir? I’d like to order if you don’t mind?”

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It’s Not Just The Coffee~

ꕥPosted: 1/11/21

ꕥGenre: CoffeeShop!au, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x San

ꕥWord Count: 1.3k

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥTagging: @midzyatiny​

ꕥA/N: For those that don’t know, San has said before that if he wasn’t an idol he would be a barista, so that was my inspo. I wrote this while listening to Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop by Landon Pigg and I highly recommend listening to it while you read this, if you so desire :))

There was always something about that coffee shop that kept me coming back.

Maybe it was the homey, rustic look of the store or their creamy, rich coffee. Perhaps it was the gentle jazz music in the background or the adorable little plants they had displayed in their windows. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the cute barista that led me to return.

How Have You Bean was not only the cutest name for a coffee shop ever, but the name of this particular coffee shop. The one I happened to stumble upon when I first moved to town two months ago.

It was horribly cold that day. Due to the bitter cold and snow, I ran inside the nearest open building in search of warmth. There were only a few people there, mostly college students quietly discussing their upcoming assignments. I debated on whether or not I should order something. I’d be rude if I simply stayed and didn’t order anything, right? I walked to the counter and saw a male employee with his back facing me.

“Sir? I’d like to order if you don’t mind?”

The man turned around I couldn’t help but stare. I had never seen a man with such gentle yet stunning features. His eyes formed crescents as dimples on his face appeared.

Damn. Who is he?

“I don’t mind at all. How may I help you miss?”

Of course his voice would sound like honey.

I placed my order and he smiled. “You’re new around here, aren’t you?”

My brows furrowed. “What makes you so sure?”

“I’ve worked here for quite a long time. I know every customer, but I’ve never seen you here.”

“Would you believe me if I said I’ve been here before? Just not when you’re here?”

“Nope.” His answer was immediate, “If you did, I would know.”

I smiled, “Alright, you omniscient being. How much do I owe you?”

I paid and he asked for my name. I gave him a quizzical look and he explained that he needed my name so he could write it down on my cup. I blushed slightly and told him.

“It’ll be ready in no time, miss.”

“Thank you,” I looked down at his name tag, “San.”

His beautiful smile returned as I called him by name. My heart fluttered and I sat down at a nearby table. I began to twiddle my thumbs as my head wandered to him. It was a habit that I’d never been able to rid myself of.

Is he single? Should I ask him? What if he says no? Maybe I should just approach him as a friend?

I tried my best to stay level headed and not completely fawn over him.

There’s absolutely no way that he’s single. With his looks and kindness, I’m sure someone is already hopelessly in love with him and I’m sure he feels the same.

I didn’t realize I was frowning until San was standing in front of me with my coffee in his hands, asking if I was feeling alright.

“Oh! Of course!” I said, unconvinced by my own feigned happiness.

San gave me a look I couldn’t quite place. He glanced back at the empty counter and sat down on the chair across from me.

“If you don’t want to talk I understand, but I don’t like seeing people sad. Is there anything I can do to help?”

The genuine look in his eyes made my heart swell. I never believed in love at first sight before, but I had no doubt that’s what this was.

“Ah. Well...”

The man waited patiently, not pushing me to say anything.

“I just moved here and I’m a little nervous. I don’t really know anyone. And you’re kinda cute and you’re making my heart beat really fast.” I whispered the last sentence, not wanting him to hear me, but he did. A playful gleam lit up his eyes and his mouth formed into a crooked smile.

“Cute, huh?”

My eyes widened and I buried my face in my hands. “Oh god I didn’t mean for you to hear that.”

A moment of silence followed my confession, each passing second building my regret of saying it in the first place.

“I think you’re beautiful. Especially with the blush that I can tell is lighting up your face right now.”

“Nooo now I’m going to blush even more.” I giggled out of nerves.

San gently removed my hands from my face. His playful smile was still there, but his eyes had softened.

“I need to get back to work, but I’d like to see you again. I’m here most days so...yeah. Come and visit anytime. It was wonderful to meet you, miss.”

I gave a shy smile and responded, “You too.”

And so a day later, I returned. It became a habit of mine to visit San at the coffee shop at least twice a week. Seeing his bright smiles and deep dimples always seemed to remove my worries and stresses without fail.

Sometimes we would sit down and talk, other times we wouldn’t get the chance because of the exorbitant amount of people ordering coffee, keeping him busy. But the occasional glances and smiles in my direction made it all worth it.

One day, when the coffee shop was empty aside from him and I, I found myself sitting on the counter and tasting new coffee mixes that he was concocting.

“Mmm! This one is amazing!” I pointed at the small cup in my hand.

He gleamed, eyes widening, “Really?”

“Oh my god yeah! I think this is my favorite.”

San leaned down on the counter next to my legs, propping his head on his hands and looking at me with starry eyes, “What is it you like about it?”

“Well, it’s not too strong, to start with. I hate black coffee so automatically any coffee that isn’t black gets points in my book.”

He smiled, “What else?”

“I like the slight hazelnut taste. Hazelnut coffee is one of my favorites.”

He nodded, appearing deep in thought, “It’s one of mine, too.”

“You have good taste, sir.”

His handsome laugh rang out through the shop and I couldn’t help but laugh as well.

“I’d love to teach you how to make it but my boss would probably kill me if I let you touch anything without you working here.”

“I mean...you could still show me. I’ll just watch.”

“You’re a clever girl, aren’t you?”

I felt my cheeks flush and I giggled, “Oh shush.”

“Watch what I’m doing very carefully okay?”

“Okay.”

San went about making a cup of coffee, instructing me on all the steps that he followed previously. When he was done he placed a lid on the cup, handing it to me.

“Oh I can’t accept this. This is too big of a big cup to take for free. Here, I’ll pay you for it.” I reached for my purse.

“Nope. On the house.”

Smiling at him I tilted my head, “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. Although, I’m not quite done. There’s still one last step.”

“What’s that?”

He leaned towards me, “The last step is to ask the pretty girl in front of me if I can kiss her.”

Flustered, it took me a minute to process his words, “She says yes.”

I set my coffee down and placed my hands on his face, moving him closer to me as his lips touched mine.

His lips were as soft as I had imagined countless times, the taste of coffee lingering on his lips.

San pulled back, much to my dismay, and I noticed the slight blush dusting his ears.

“I’ve never seen you flustered before, San.”

“What? I’m not flustered.”

“Your pink ears say differently.”

He covered his ears with his hands and giggled, “You’re gorgeous, how else would I react?”

I shyly tucked my head in my hands, letting out an excited squeal.

Anyone from the outside would’ve probably thought we were still young teens who’d never felt butterflies before, judging by our pink faces and shy laughs, our lingering touches.

Confidence growing, I pushed myself to ask, “Can...can you kiss me again?”

“I would love to.”

Cold Ice & Warm Hearts~

ꕥPosted: 12/24/20

ꕥGenre: College!au, Christmas Imagine, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Jongho

ꕥWord Count: 1.8k

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥA/N: I’ve been watching a shit ton of ice skating videos lately so this is the result lol

Ice skating was my favorite part of the holiday season without a doubt. I was always able to skate more around December since I had a month off from college, which was fantastic. Not to mention that more people would skate than usual, meaning the more people I could teach to skate, feeling pride swell in my chest as I saw them improve.

I was recently gifted a pair of beautiful white ice skates by one of my friends as an early Christmas present. Although the holiday was right around the corner, she said she just couldn’t wait to give them to me, knowing how much I needed new skates.

“You’re completely wearing out your old ones,” She told me, “These will treat you much better.”

Although I very much loved my old pair, I had to admit she had a point. The laces were tearing and the soles were wearing down, making it very difficult to skate without having to stop and adjust them every few seconds.

Tonight I was walking to the outdoor skating rink only a few blocks from my apartment. I lived in a relatively busy city so I expected many people to be there, but I never minded that. It made me happy to see so many enjoying it.

As I walked with my ice skates, my mind wandered. It had been a few months since I last skated and I had been dying to get back. I was slightly nervous; however. I always was if I hadn’t skated in a while. Part of me worried that I would fall as often as I did when I began or forget how to skate all together.

I sat on the benches next to the rink to put my skates on when a deep, attractive laugh caught my attention. I turned my head to the right of the rink, observing the young man it came from. He was about average height and had one of the most endearing smiles I had ever seen. His dark brown hair swayed in the wind as he slightly picked up speed. His long, tan jacket looked warm and for a brief moment I had to refrain myself from thinking about how it would feel to cuddle up next to him.

He was surrounded by four other men, some obviously more skilled than others, but he, himself, wasn’t bad at all. He could skate relatively well and I wondered if he grew up skating like I did. Or maybe he was a natural talent?

His build was strong. I could tell that even with the several layers he was wearing. He certainly wasn’t hard on the eyes, to say the least.

One of the men near him stumbled and fell, the others laughing while the man wearing the tan jacket helped him up, a slight smile on his face but still expressing concern.

He seems kind.

I shook myself from my thoughts and tied the soft white laces of my skates. There were more people on the rink than I expected and it made me smile. Maybe some would find passion in it like I did.

I stepped out on the ice and made several strides, feeling silly for being nervous before. Ice skating was so ingrained in me that I had no reason to be. I moved to the rhythm of the Christmas music playing overhead and felt the world fading away. My worries, fears, stressors—all of it—melted from me as I made laps around the rink, occasionally adding a spin or two.

I was only slightly aware of the people looking in my direction and the gasps in awe being directed towards me. Because honestly, it didn’t matter. I never cared much for the compliments. Sure they were nice, but I skated for myself. To improve myself, not to impress others. Although, perhaps tonight I had a  motive to impress a certain man. Only perhaps.

I slowed down to look at the sky above me. The lights surrounding the rink only a slight distraction from the twinkling stars.

How gorgeous.

Smiling to myself I leisurely spun around, eyes still locked on the sky. I didn’t need to constantly look at the ice to keep my balance. It took some practice, but it became second nature to keep my balance no matter where I was looking.

“Miss?”

The slight disappointment I had from being interrupted only lasted for a few seconds until I saw the man I had been admiring in front of me. I blinked a few times, his handsome features up close catching me off guard.

“Yes?”

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, but where did you learn to skate like that?”

A wide smile spread across my face at his question, “I grew up skating. I practiced nearly every weekend.”

He nodded, “That’s impressive. Think you could teach me?”

“Teach you what exactly? You seem to have a good grasp on skating already.”

He chuckled and looked down, confidence faltering for only a moment, his gummy smile emerging, “Okay if I’m being honest, that was my best attempt to ask if you’d like to skate with me.”

I raised a brow and looked over to his friends who were giggling in our direction until they were caught off guard by my gaze, quickly averting their eyes.

“Do your friends have anything to do with this?”

“I mean, I suppose a little. I wanted to approach you so they encouraged me. It wasn’t a dare or anything like that if you were wondering.”

“That’s cute of them.” I cocked my head for a moment, “I don’t mind, but are you sure you can keep up? I can’t promise I’ll slow down for you.”

“I can certainly try.”

I nodded and skated off, not waiting for him to join by my side, but knowing he would, and he eventually did.

“So,” I began, “May I have your name?”

“That would probably be useful information, yes.” He laughed, “I’m Jongho. What’s yours?”

I introduced myself and he nodded, a slight smile still on his face.

“You’re really attractive, you know that?”

He flushed, “Wow. Are you always this blunt?”

“Usually,” I shrugged.

“I admire that. I am too, most of the time.”

“Yeah?” I skated slightly ahead of him, turning around and skating backwards, still facing him, “You give off the vibe that you would be.”

His eyes became playful, “What other vibes do I give off?”

“Hmm. You look strong, so maybe you work in construction? Or some other profession that requires physical strength,” I raised my hand to my chin, “Also, I feel like you play an instrument. Maybe you sing? Either way I think you’re musically inclined.”

“You’re wrong with the profession. I’m a college student but I’m on a dance team so it requires strength. Plus I just like working out. You were right about the singing, though. It’s a hobby of mine.”

Jongho once again smiled, but it quickly disappeared and his eyes widened. He reached out towards me grabbing my arms and pulling me close.

“What are you-”

A little girl skated past us at a fast speed, right where I had been before.

My heart was racing, almost to the point of not being able to form words, but I had to thank him, “Oh my gosh thank you.”

“Hey it’s no problem.”

I noticed how close we were, my hands placed on his chest with his arms locked on my back. All at once I felt as if my breath had been taken from me as I looked into his dark eyes. I felt myself being drawn to him, unknowingly leaning in closer.

And then he let me go, skating away from me, “Are you gonna catch up?”

I brought my hands to my cheeks, feeling their heat before shaking it off and skating next to him.

Jongho looked in my direction when I reached his side, “Your cheeks are awfully pink, darling. Are you feeling cold?”

His cocky voice and the pet name caught me off guard and I looked anywhere but him, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Oh don’t get shy now. What happened to the blunt and confident girl I met earlier?”

“She’s blushing right now. And feeling nervous because she thought you were going to kiss her.”

He titled his head, “Did she want that happen?”

“She might have...” I bit my bottom lip and nodded, “She did.”

“Well you’ve gotta take me out to dinner first.” He laughed, “But, I might make an exception for you. On one condition.”

“Which is?”

I noticed he stopped skating and I stopped as well, curious as to what he might want.

“I want to go on a date with you.”

I narrowed my eyes, “You aren’t a player, are you?”

“No, not at all!” Jongho raised his hands in defense, “I just think you’re really beautiful and I’d like to get to know you better.”

I giggled at the compliment, feeling shy, “In that case, I agree to all terms and conditions.”

“Come here, then.”

I skated slightly closer to him, placing my hands on his warm cheeks as I felt his hands rest on my hips.

“I haven’t kissed anyone in a hot minute.” I confessed.

“That makes two of us,” Were his last words as he placed his lips on mine. His lips felt so warm and inviting and only until that moment did I realize how badly I had wanted to kiss him. I pulled him closer to me and kissed him harder, leaving me breathless. Too soon we pulled apart, eyes finding the other’s.

Jongho’s gummy smile appeared and I felt my heart skip. The cheer of several men brought me back to my surroundings.

“Yeah,” Jongho rubbed his neck, looking in their direction, “They’re a bit crazy but you get used to them.”

“I’d like to.”

His eyes warmed and he took my by the hand, “So when are you free? I know a great restaurant that just opened up a week ago. We’ll have to hurry though, Christmas is right around the corner and I’m sure we won’t be able to get in for the next few days.”

“Oh yeah? How about this Friday?”

“Perfect.”

“What’s your favorite flower?”

I furrowed my brows, “Why?”

“Well if you think that I’m going to show up at your place without bringing you flowers, you’re sadly mistaken.”

I bit my lip again and looked down at the ice, “I tend to like peonys.”

“Noted.”

We exchanged numbers and said goodbye far too early for my liking, but his friends began to complain about being hungry, and he caved.

Watching Jongho walk away I decided to head back home. Originally I planned on skating for a while after, but I couldn't seem to concentrate with all the butterflies in my stomach.

Not even halfway back to my apartment I received a text from Jongho, making me smile. 

‘Don’t forget our date!’ He wrote.

‘I’ll be looking forward to it :)’

The butterflies in my stomach returned. Feeling childish with these new emotions, I skipped the rest of the way home with a smile on my face. All but holding my breath for the next time I would see him.