I’m here, to tell you exactly why you’re stanning the wrong person. And even though you may be sat there thinking, ‘no, you’re wrong, my bias is my bias for a reason!’, let me just give you a few reasons why the real person you should be stanning, is the one and only Pyo Jihoon.
First up: That smile tho!
Second: His (airport) fashion is on point! O.O
Thirdly: He can work ANYTHING!
Also, did i mention how good he looks in leather? …No? …let me just-
And that time he had pink hair, AND he wore a black shirt? O.o (Me = DEAD)
But also whenever he goes natural its just…
Fourthly: How soft and adorable he is :’)
And how he looks like an angel when he sleeps:
Fifthly: how damn relate-able he is!
Another point: his incredible dance moves…
And finally: ‘the hand thing’
So the question is…why isn’t he already your bias?
Block B Reaction: You always put his arm around your waist when cuddling because it makes you feel safe.
Requested: Hi! Could you do a Bock b reaction when you guys are cuddling and you always put his arm around your waist to kind of hold you because it makes you feel safe? If that makes sense
A/N: I hope you like it!
Would be really smug about it, He loved the fact that you need him so close to feel safe but he was also very happy to know you felt safe with him. He would kiss the back of your neck and pull you in closer to him.
“I’m right here baby girl.”
How much cuter could you get! He loved how you would wrap yourself in his arms and cuddle him all night, and the reason would only make him love you even more.
“You’re too cute Jagi.”
Minhyuk would be such a tease on the outside. He would be so cheeky and make you blush non stop.
“I would feel safe with myself too.”
but on the inside and would totally be dying from your cuteness, and he would be fangirling so much every time you wrapped his arms around you.
“She’s gonna be the death of me.”
Jae would feel so proud and happy that you felt safe in his arms. He would instantly wrap his arms around you after a while without you doing it.
“I love you so much baby.”
He would tease you so much. He found you even more cute and loved it but he would never tell you that.
“Would you feel safe if Stuart cuddled you?”
He wouldn’t be able to wait until you were in his arms. He would whisper sweet nothings into your ear until you feel asleep. Kyung would love watching you sleep and became so happy when he remembered you felt safe with him.
“You will always be safe with me.”
He couldn’t possibly love you more. Jihoon would be so playful about it. You would always be in his arms, no matter where or who was with you. He would smile so big and love every second of it.
Block B reaction to you having previously violent relationship and sometimes flinching away from their touch.
A/N: At first I wasn’t sure if I was going to do this, but i decided to because if it’ll help someone feel better about their situation, then I’m all for it. I do not condone violence of any kind, and as a PSA if you are ever in a violent relationship/need to talk, you have many resources (including me) to talk to. So thanks guys :-)
it would happen when you two were arguing, and things were getting heated. Both of you would be shouting into the silence that had previously been there, fighting about something you couldn’t remember. After a few minutes of this, Zico yelled angrily and reached with both of his hands to smooth back his hair into his cap, his hands freezing in the air as he heard your argumentative tone drop and your eyes shut, as you involuntarily flinched away from his movement, your body bundled into itself as you cringed. Zico’s eyes bulged at you, concerned as to why you acted like that towards his movements, but then he would immediately bring both of them down, his mind connecting two and two. When you finally peeked open one eye, he’d have a soft look on his face. “I’m gonna hug you, okay?” He would slowly pronounce as you began to feel foolish, until he hugged you and soothed you that it’s okay, and you don’t have to be ashamed, and he was so sorry.
both of you would be lying on the bed, Kyung’s hands lightly winding themselves through your hair as you sighed in content, slowly feeling yourself falling asleep. Kyung would sense this, and would shake you gently, causing you to open up your eyes in confusion.
“Mmm, what?” You’d ask lazily, looking at him a bit irritated.
He’d tell you to get up and when you did, he’d announce he’d had a gift for you. Excitedly, he’d tell you to close your eyes which you did. Then you would feel a box get placed in your hands, and when kyung finally allowed you to open his eyes, he’d shout “surprise!” And raise his arms in the air, involuntarily you would flinch, your past reflexes bubbling to the surface as your mind told you to turn your face away. Just as fast as it happened, you’d snap out of it and look back at a confused Kyung, beginning to apologize profusely before he pulled the box from your hands and you into his arms, smoothing down your hair and apologizing instead because he’s sorry he surprised you like that when he knew better, and assuring you that you didn’t do anything wrong at all, while you calmed down and began to feel your heart swell with love for him.
Minhyuk (B-bomb) :
you wouldn’t have been able to focus on him a lot these past few days because you’d had had a lot on your mind, so in turn, minhyuk would feel out of touch with you, and be a bit irritated because you were giving him the cold shoulder, and so after a while of this, he would finally gather up enough courage to ask you what was wrong.
“Why haven’t you been talking to me lately?” He’d ask you, his eyes looking sad because you hardly paid attention to him anymore. You would feel bad immediately, not even realizing you had been ignoring him,
“Ah, I’m sorry Minhyuk, I didn’t notice what I was doing.” You’d softly begin, trying to assure him it wasn’t his fault. A sad smile would start to bloom on his face as he brought his hands up suddenly to cup your cheeks. In a reflex, you shielded your face and leaned back a little, your old habits bubbling back up. Almost in the same instant you did it, your arms fell again as you felt the tears of embarrassment began to fall from your eyes. Minhyuk’ face would go from surprised to understanding, as he gently grabbed both of your hands still partially raised up, and pulled them around his body, shushing you as began to apologize profusely, his whispers telling you that none of it was something to be sorry for, and that he never wanted you to feel the way you just felt or the way you felt with your previous significant other to be a feeling you’d have to go through anymore.
since he’s so excitable, this would never be something he could control, it’s his nature. So one day while you would both be taking a stroll in the park together, hand in hand, you’d be staring at all the cute dogs that passed by and feeling the slight breeze run through your shirt and just feel so content. You’d turn your attention to your boyfriend, Jaehyo, who would be occupied, watching the dogs off in the distance as well.
“Ah, y/n, wouldn’t it be great if we got a dog?” He would state to you, earning a small ‘Mmm’ from you as you closed your eyes and enjoyed the Suns Rays on your skin. You’d open them again, only to find a dog coming towards both of you, and as you looked up to see what Jaehyo was doing, you saw his fist come flying forward clenching something within his hand. Instinctively, your eyes shut tight and you’re hands came up to block out what your body thought was danger. Jaehyo wouldn’t notice until he saw your body curled in, and then, he would immediately grab you by your hands gently, as you snapped to your previous self and looked embarrassedly around the park and anywhere but your boyfriend.
“Y/n, look at me.” He’d demand, and when you did, you would see his hand open to reveal a squeaky toy, one that he was going to throw for the dog that had lost his. You’d feel foolish, but Jaehyo would toss the toy and pull you into the bench, and sit you down and remind you he’d the one who should feel foolish, and remind you that he would never do anything to hurt what he cherishes the most, deep down feeling loads of anger at the person who made you like this, but trying to replace those fearful memories with happy ones.
“y/n, can you come here for a second?” Taeil would call out to you, causing you to whip your head around in surprise as you were absorbed in some work you had to finish, smiling as you saw him sat at the edge of his chair, desperately trying to fix his tie for a interview that day, your eyes rolling as you waltzed over to him from your stool, shooing his hands away as you got closer to him. Your nimble fingers began to undo the the knot he had created, causing him to stop breathing as your fingers ghosted partially over his exposed skin, but in a matter of moments, you were done.
“There.” You proudly announced, smacking you hands together in delight as you stood back up, stepping back from him to observe his attire. He looked down at the floppy tie before looking back up to you, pleased as well.
“You treat me so well.” He’d whisper, before suddenly standing up to throw his arms around your shoulders, and on reaction, your body instantly tensed up from the sudden contact as you curled into yourself in an old habit that hadn’t died from your previous relationship, almost causing him to jump back in surprise too.
“Taeil I’m sor-” he would put a finger to your mouth as he cut you off, nodding his head no and bringing you slowly to rest on his chest as you breathed deeply, his hands smoothing up and down your back comfortably as he didn’t speak words, only gave you actions that made you feel better about the entire situation.
he’s usually a very playful spirit, so I’d imagine that something would happen around his usual playful nature, you two would be lounging around his dorm as he played around on his computer, both of you relaxing on your last day before work. You would be falling asleep pretty slowly before you’d hear his voice try to wake you up loudly.
“Mm what?” You’d question him, irked that he had disturbed your slumber.
“Why are you sleeping on me?” He’d ask, taking off his headset as he got up to inch towards you on the bed, causing you to roll over to make room for his long limbs as he wrapped himself around you slowly.
“Because you’re not paying attention to me?” You questioned him, your eyes still partially closed from sleep. You’d feel one of his hands began to stroke one of your arms, which made you smile softly to yourself, before feeling his other hand come up to graze at your neck, which triggered an older memory in your mind, causing you to whip your eyes open and smack his hand away, your face turning the other way. You didn’t realize what you had done until you heard his soft voice bate you into looking at him again, almost causing you to cry once you looked at him for what you did. His head began to shake as he pulled you into his arms.
“Don’t cry, please, I’m sorry, I know to be more sensitive now, please don’t cry.” And he would coo you to sleep, hoping to make you feel better after the entire ordeal.
the two of you would be in his car, driving to go pick up a pizza you had ordered for your shared night in, the lights passing around you in a zooming motion as the music played softly in the background, his car smelling of lavender and old cd’s.
“You look so spectacular in this light.” He would muse next to you, once he was stopped at a red light, looking over at you in adoration, as you felt your cheeks grow hot.
“So do you.” You shot back at him, laughing at his reaction as he shyly put his head down on the steering wheel, your eyes shifting back to the view outside as you waited with him patiently on the lonely road.
Suddenly, two hands would come and pull at the side of your face, and buried memories would resurface as you pulled your neck from the grasp of his hands and swatted him away, letting out a quick yelp that didn’t progress any more before you stopped yourself and looked back at a confused boyfriend.
“I-I’m sorry, I was just trying to kiss you, I didn’t-” he would start, the light turning green but him not making any effort to move. You shook your head at him, at first trying to assure him it was your fault, before he grabbed your hands gently in his and leaned forward, very seriously letting you know that no, it was his fault, and he would learn to be more careful around you, because he didn’t want that fear to show in your eyes ever again, both of you bleary eyed in the middle of an empty road.
Zico: He’d walk in and stare at you trying not to laugh, it wasn’t that you looked funny. it’s just that you were so comfortable around him now and he loved it. Jiho would probably sneak a photo or two of you to share with everyone else to show them your “real beauty.” 100% would take your food and you’d higkey beat his ass
U-Kwon: Yukwon would be the one to sit next to you in the same position with similar sweats/pajamas on because he insisted that you two had to keep the title of most beautiful couple. You’d found the face mask recipe online so he decided “eh what the hell” and joined you.
B-Bomb: Would be the one to accidentally scream because he didn’t expect to turn the light on to the living room and see you laying there with a green face mask on with your eye closed. When you’d roll your eyes at how loud and exaggerated he was he’d sit next to you and start a conversation as usual.
Kyung: Would be one of the only one’s to treat the situation like everything was normal, would also probably slide in a cute comment like “You look comfy, mind if I join?” And sit next to you on the couch.
Taeil: “Jagi can I go next?” like Yukwon he would join you and after you put a face mask on him you two would sit on the floor with a giant bowl of chips between you while you both watch whatever crappy movie is on tv and probably make fun of it the entire time.
Jaehyo: Simple bby boy, he’d come in and smile at you before leaning down to carefully place a kiss on your cheek, “Is that honey?” “Jaehyo please stop eating my face mask.”
P.O: He’d walk in and his first thought would be that he’s so happy that you’re comfortable around him. He’d possibly even fall in love with you alittle more, and he’d blush because he’d realize he’s staring at you and finally sit down to join you on the bed and kiss your cheek.
When he heard you hit the high note in ‘Whistle’ by BLACKPINK, he’d grab his chest dramatically. He’d wait for you to finish the whole song before saying something.
“Baby! Where did you get those vocals!?” ignore my boyie jaehyo
He’d walk into you singing karaoke by yourself. You were singing to Taeyeon’s ‘Gemini’. After hearing how good you were he’d be really surprised.
“Since when do you sing this good babe?”
He had awoken to you singing ‘Apple Pie’ by Fiestar while making breakfast. He quietly chuckled and went to sit at the table and waited for food. He wouldn’t say anything because he wanted you to keep singing.
“How come you haven’t told me you could sing.”
The boy wold try to stay quiet when he heard you singing ‘Nice Day’. He began to smile, widely, when he heard you sing his part. Not being able to keep himself from you, he burst into the living room and pull yo into a tight embrace.
“Who knew my jagi could sing so well!”
He would instantly stop walking when he heard you singing. You were singing 'It Was Love’ by Zico so he was really surprised. When he heard how beautiful you were singing he couldn’t help but say something.
“We have to do a duet babe! You’re so good!”
You were driving and ‘Walkin’ in the Rain’ began to play. You tried to keep your voice to a quiet hum, so he wouldn’t notice. However he started to sing along with you. He would turn up the music just so you would sing louder.
“Ah, how are you so talented jagi?”
You were just dancing around your apartment, cleaning everything, and decided to play your music. When ‘I Feel Good’ by EXID started playing, you got real lit. In the middle of the chorus he came into the room laughing.
Taeil: Taeil gives off a more confident-but-lowkey-nervous vibe. He’d make sure the date went perfect without showing it. You’d be a little intimidated because you were obviously nervous when he wasn’t, except he was.
BBomb: THE ONE THAT’S CONFIDENT AND YOU KNOW IT. He was sure you’d enjoy yourself and that made him feel comfortable, he didn’t have to worry about you not having a good time.
Jaehyo: The one that’s always worried about you. “Are you hungry?” “Is it too cold?” “Are you comforbale?” You’d be really appreciative of it though, he showed how much he cared and you loved it.
Ukwon: Ukwon would be super bubbly and you wouldn’t have to worry about awkward silence or weird topics. He’d be super chill and super fun on a date.
Kyung: KYUNG WOULD BE SMOOTH. He’d slip in all sorts of cheesy pickup lines just to see you laugh or casually hold your hand and make your heart race.
Zico: THE NERVOUS ONE! Yes, Zico would definitely be the nervous one. “I just want this date to go well,” he’d say whenever his friends teased him about worrying even though the date in 1 week. He’d act calm, though you saw through it instantly.
Jihoon: SHY, SHY, SHY, SHY. Very shy, never knowing when to talk or what to even talk about, always awkwardly helping you or reaching for your hand.
Block B: When he finds you half-naked in his room ;)
Oh god this was hilarious! It’s been a while since I had a request of this theme, and might I say I’m glad to see it come back! Thank you very much for your request and I hope you enjoy!~♥ (And yes, this is what I do on Valentine’s Day lol *forever alone*)
Zico:*Eyes you up and down* Dayuuum– H-Hey, you know this isn’t your room don’t you?… Does that mean you came in here like that on purpose?
Taeil: *Walks out and closes door* Did that really just happen?– Well obviously it did, I saw it with my own eyes!… If I go back in this could end in one of two ways. *Goes through the pros and cons* Who knows when this’ll ever happen again! *Opens door* –I’m going in!
B-Bomb: Aw, how cute, you’re trying to tease me!~ To bad since I’m the master, just watch and learn [Y/n], I’ll show you how it’s done. *Licks lips*
Jaehyo: I must have saved the country in my past life to be this lucky! *Smirks*
U-Kwon: Well, well, well, looks like someone’s feeling naughty tonight doesn’t it? Well, we can’t have that now can we?
Kyung: Pfft, you think that’s sexy?–Check this out! *Poses* Oh no, I think my leg’s starting to cramp!–Owowowow!!!!! Stay strong, just like beauty, sexy is pain!
P.O: Why hello there [Y/n]~♥ … *Stares*–Heheheheh!~ Best. Day. Ever!!! *Continues giggling like a schoolgirl*
Block B Reaction To You Calling Them While Being Drunk (Broken Up Version)
Alright, so thanks to the lovely @yao-verming for the ideas, I thought of two versions to write for this reaction, and since I’m in an angsty mood, I decided to start off with the broken up version first. Hope you all enjoy~
fluttering open at the sound of the phone buzzing against the nightstand, he inhales deeply as he lazily rubbed his eyes and
stretched. Sitting up, he would tiredly glance around the room, gaze soon
settled upon the rectangular clock on the nightstand that currently read 1:06
AM. Who on earth is calling me at this
hour? He thinks, clutching the vibrating device in his hand. Blinking a couple of times to cast away the drowsiness
he was currently experiencing, his eyes narrow as he tries to read the caller
I.D.; it was you. Sliding his thumb across the screen to answer, he extends a
hand out to turn on the lamp. “Y/N?” He yawns. A giggle is heard on the other
line; he sighs. “Y/N, are you drunk?” You gasp out in surprise, shushing
him as you giggle once more—"Maybe~“—and Taeil can only shake his
head from side to side as he rubs his temples. Dealing with your drunken stupor
was honestly the last thing he wanted to handle at this hour of night: You
weren’t exactly very cooperative when you got like this. "Are you at your
house?” He asks, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know,” You
say,“Why don’t you come over and find out?” He has half a mind to drive over
to your house just to make sure you didn’t do anything stupid after the phone
call, and get you to bed safely, but the other part of him tells him it isn’t a
good idea. “Y/N, why don’t you go wash up and go to sleep? It’s late.” He
suggests, to which you only groan in response. “Yah, I don’t want to.”
There’s a pause. “Taeil?” “Yeah?” “I love you.” His heart
stops, eyes widening and frozen to the spot. What was he supposed to say? He
still loved you, but he wasn’t really the type to go back on a decision he
made; the breakup was for the best. But still, hearing you quietly cry on the
other line, whispering faint i love you
or where did we go wrong? left him heartbroken
and unable to find the right words to say to you. So instead, he merely changes
the subject—"How much did you have to drink? Is someone with you? Are you
home?“—and successfully persuades you to lay down on the couch and go to
the wounds were still fresh and there were times he thought his heart would
give out from how weak and broken it felt, he was starting to feel remotely
okay; he was hopeful. The air he breathed no longer felt noxious to his lungs,
the ache in his chest at the mention of your name was now dull, and smiling
didn’t feel like a chore anymore; he could finally leave his mask at home. He watches his members laugh and play; he
feels at ease with himself for once. His phone vibrates in his pocket,
garnering his attention momentarily as he digs a hand inside and takes it out.
His smile falters and he feels his stomach painfully churn when seeing your
name light up his screen, causing the joyous atmosphere to shift, and the
members to share worried glances. "Is everything alright?” Jaehyo asks,
brow raised. Minhyuk glances up from the screen to look at the taller male
and smiles—"Yeah, everything is fine.“—before excusing himself and
sauntering over to his room. Against his better judgment, he answers your
call—"Y/N?"—and gulps nervously. "Hey, hot stuff~” He has to
pull his phone away from his ear to check the caller’s name again just to make
sure it wasn’t some sort of prank call or you meant to call someone else.
“Y/N, it’s me, Minhyuk?” Your laugh makes his heart flutter and his
lips to be pulled upwards into a smile. “I know, silly~” His brows
furrow at the way you struggled to enunciate your words and your sentences
became incoherent. “Y/N, you’re drunk.” He states with a nervous chuckle,
to which you scoff and deny. “No, I’m not!” And he can already
picture you jutting out your lower lip slightly into a pout, making his heart
wrench painfully at the image. “You are, though,” He insists,“Take some
pain killers and get some rest, okay?” This continues on for a couple of
minutes longer until, suddenly, you begin crying. He doesn’t think much of it
at first, assuming the alcohol was simply making you go through a rollercoaster
of emotions (you never did handle liquor well). However, that all changes when
he hears with more clarity what you were trying to tell him. “I miss you so much.” He knows he
should’ve hung up then and there, knows he should’ve tried changing the
subject—or just done something—than
spilling out his feelings for you as well. “I miss you, too. So, so
much.” His words come out quiet, but the pained tone in his voice impossible
to miss. “I love you so much, Minhyuk.” He’s glad you’re
drunk—"I love you, too, Y/N’‘—because at least then, he knows, you won’t
remember this conversation, and you’ll wake up the next day with a hangover
while he’s stuck with the memory of tonight, and the scars you continue to
leave behind on his heart.
could tell you were drunk right from the start. It took everything within him
to refrain himself from scolding you for being so reckless with your actions.
Instead, he bombards you with questions to make sure you were safe and didn’t
drink to the point you were absolutely wasted. "Are you home?“ You merely chuckle in
response. His brows knit together in slight annoyance and confusion as he
asks,’'What’s so funny?” You sigh forlornly at his question, licking your lips
as you struggled to formulate your thoughts. “Nothing.” A pause. “I
just forgot how sweet you are and how much I miss you.” “Don’t do this.”
His voice comes out low, almost pleadingly, as he softly exhales. There’s
another moment of silence before he hears you vomiting and heaving on the other
line; he’s torn. The two of you weren’t together anymore, so it wasn’t his job
to look after you anymore. And yet, despite this, he found himself putting on
the first casual attire he could find to head over to your place to make sure
you took some pain killers, washed up and went to bed. “Jaehyo,” you
whimper,“I don’t feel so good.” “I know.” He says, putting on his seat
belt after getting in the car. “Just stay put till I get there, okay? I’ll
be there in ten minutes.” Just when he was about to hang up, he could faintly
hear you mumbled out an I love you to
him before the call drops. “And I still love you, too.” And this is how
the cycle begins.
He can’t help but roll his eyes the moment he hears your voice. “You
really should stop getting drunk, Y/N.” He chides, and despite your state
of intoxication, you could faintly hear the smile in his voice as he scolds
you. “I know, I know,” He chuckles at your childish whining, a part of
him partially growing used to you calling him almost every night when you’ve
had a little too much to drink. The gnawing voice in the back of his head
telling him to end things here and now becomes louder as the days pass by, but
he always manages to push it back and shrug it off. “You’re home, right?
You didn’t do anything stupid?” You groan. “How come you always ask that
whenever I call?” Ukwon laughs. “Because you don’t exactly make the best
decisions when you’re drunk.” He reminds,“Remember that time we went out for
drink and—” “Shut up!” You drag out the syllables in the midst
of your squealing, cheeks flaring up when remembering the embarrassing stunts
you pulled in the past when you passed your limit of drinking. Ukwon laughs
once more, the corners of his lips tugging upwards at the image of you covering
your face in embarrassment with your brows furrowed together. Eventually the line goes quiet save for your
soft breathing. “You still there?” He asks. “Yeah,” Silence,“It’s
just..” You trail off, inhaling deeply. Hang
up. Just hang up and put an end to this already. The voice in his head
resurfaces momentarily to try and knock some sense into him, but again he
shoves it down in the little box he stowed it away in, and made sure to lock it
with a key this time. “Just what?” You let out a shaky exhale—"Where
did we go wrong?“—and whimper. "What?” Is all he manages to say, jaw
clenching. You sobs and whimpers start to become audible now—"We used to
be so happy together. Do you still miss me? Do you still love me like I love
you?“—and he feels tears starting to
gather in his eyes, but—God Dammit—he
promised himself he wouldn’t let himself feel this way again; he wouldn’t allow
himself to break down like he did all those nights ago when the realization of
never being able to wake up to the person he thought he would spend the rest of
his life with hit him. And he wants to ask—"Do you mean it?"—Oh, God,
did he want to, but he stops himself; he’s too afraid to know. "You’re
drunk,” He states,“You don’t even know what you’re saying anymore.” He tries
to reason, but just who exactly is he trying to convince here? You or Him? He
doesn’t know. All he knows is that it’s getting hard to breathe again and it’s
late. “Ukwon, please. Please.” You’re
pleading—practically begging—now,“Just tell me I don’t mean anything to you
anymore, so I can move on; make it easier for me, please.” And he wants to say
Of course I still love you. There hasn’t
been one day I haven’t thought about you and where it went wrong but he
stops himself. “Good night, Y/N.” And in your intoxicated state you
think this is the last time you’ll ever hear of him, and you’re thankful you
won’t remember anything the following day. But when morning comes and there’s a
knock on your door, you eyes widen when you see him on the other side. “Did
you mean it?” You stare at him dumbfounded. “Mean what?”
“Everything you said last night. Did you mean it? Were you being serious
when you said you still love me?” And he hates himself for asking this because
he is a coward; he is afraid to know. But he can’t bring himself to shrug this
feeling away any longer; he wants to do things right this time.
moment he heard your slow, slurred speech, he erupted in laughter. “Didn’t
anyone ever tell you not to call or text someone when you’re drunk?” He
asks in the midst of his giggles. “You sound just as bad as a poorly
scripted sci-fi movie!” His comparison makes you laugh along with him.
“You did not just compare me to a fucking sci-fi movie.” You laugh and he
shrugs. “So what if I did?” The two of you continue to talk of
nonsense until you eventually fall asleep in the middle of the conversation. He
wouldn’t really think much of the phone call, since—luckily—the two of you
ended things in friendly terms, and he was more than content to still have you be
a part of his life, even if it wasn’t romantically anymore.
Zico: “Let’s have sex.”
His brows would instantly raise when hearing your proposal, a smile appearing
on his features in a mixture of surprise and amusement. “Are you drunk?”
“No, I’m Y/N, now let’s have sex.” Zico laughs at your response—Yep, they’re definitely drunk—and shakes
his head from side to side. “Are you at home?” He grows a bit nervous at
your drawn out uh because he is
afraid you are so drunk that you don’t even know where you are anymore.
“Y/N, stay with me here. Are you home?” There’s a moment of
silence,“Yeah, I’m home. Are you coming over~” He chuckles—"Yeah,
I’ll be there in a few minutes.“—and hangs up. When arriving to your
place, he picks you up bridal-style to the bathroom to wash you up (the two of
you had seen each other naked countless times when you were dating, so it’s not
like he felt shy about seeing you naked). Once he got you into your pajamas, he
made you take some painkillers and made sure to stay by your side in case you
vomited or didn’t feel well. Just because the two of you had broken up doesn’t
mean he still didn’t care about you. Your eyes flutter close at the feel of his
hand softly playing with your hair, and just when he thinks you’ve finally
fallen asleep, he carefully stands up to leave. He doesn’t make it out of the
bed, though, because you instinctively grab hold of his wrist to keep him in
place. "Stay,” Your voice is laced with sleep, eyes still closed as you
quietly plead him to stay awhile longer. How could he refuse when you were
asking him so cutely? So he stays, gently brushing away the hair on your face
as you slept soundly. You’re
lucky I still love you He thinks, kissing your forehead goodnight. On the
following morning you wake up, your headache reduced to a dull ache thanks to
Zico practically forcing you to swallow down the painkillers, but this, of
course, you don’t remember. You do, however, faintly recall a voice singing you
a lullaby as you drifted off to sleep, and you felt your heart race when
finding a note on your desk. “Dear Y/N, you were drunk last night and
called me. I made sure you didn’t do anything stupid and went to bed safely.
You owe me one! P.S. You can repay me by buying me tacos in that favorite
restaurant of mine… Just a suggestion, though! :D” You rolled your eyes
at the text scribbled down in the paper, but can’t help but smile at how
thoughtful that goofball could be (even when you didn’t deserve it).
would be laughing nonstop at all the nonsense you would be sputtering.
“Jesus, how much did you have to drink, Y/N?” He wouldn’t really think
much about the phone call, really. The two of you had grown apart and,
thankfully, terminated things in good terms. The last time he had spoken with
you, he knew you were going through a tough time because of work, so he thought
it was best to simply humor you until you grew tired and fell asleep. That
being said, though, expect a lot of teasing from his part not only during the
phone call, but also whenever he gets the chance to speak or see you again; he
won’t let you live that drunken call down till the end of your days.