EXO / They realize they’re in love with you
Request: Can you please write an Exo reaction ‘realizing they’re falling in love with you’? Like after dating for a while or being friends you know stuff like that? Thank you and have a nice day!
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Ever since you and Minseok started dating, you two decided that no matter how busy you both were, you had to spend Friday nights together. And in order to make that possible, both of you pissed off a lot of friends who wanted to hang out with you. So, in return, they constantly teased you both about being whipped, despite only being together for two months.
This was another one of those Friday nights, when the two of you were cuddling on your couch, watching Harry Potter movies, while your phones were turned off.
“You know,” Minseok said while Harry and Ron flew into the Whomping Willow on the TV. “This is my favorite part of the week.”
“Watching Harry Potter?” you asked teasingly.
He smiled. “No. Being with you.”
Your smile widened as you turned your head to place a soft kiss on his cheek. “Well, you’re my favorite part of the day. Every day.”
He laughed at this. “Do you always have to beat me in everything?”
You nodded, still smiling.
Minseok’s heart almost started to beat out of his chest because of the sudden warmth that spread through his body when he realized that there was no place in the world where he’d rather be right now. He’d never leave this couch and your teasing smile even if someone offered him a free ticket to Hawaii or the moon.
“I love you,” he said, not able to hold it in any longer. “Beat this.”
Your eyes opened wider and your heart started to beat faster immediately after he said it. Not replying anything just yet, you leaned in to kiss his lips, putting everything you felt into the kiss that was warm and soft but still left you both breathless.
Then you pulled away and looked at him with the widest smile possible, ready to one-up him again. “I love you more.”
Junmyeon has been working the whole day with barely any breaks. He was exhausted but he didn’t want to go home before he finished doing everything that he started when he first came to the studio this morning.
Suddenly, his phone started to ring. He could have sworn he had put it on silent and yet it was still ringing. He picked it up, annoyed until he saw your name as the caller’s ID and that forced his heart to warm up instantly.
“Yeah, Y/n?” he picked up the call.
“I’m outside your door right now,” you said. “I brought you food but I’m freezing my ass out here and no one is letting me in, so I assume you’re the only one still awake. Please, come unlock the door.”
He checked the clock on the wall in front of him. It was 1:35am, and you brought him food, fighting the risk of catching a cold in this weather or worse, being attacked by some lunatic.
“I’ll be right there,” Junmyeon said, his voice suddenly quiet.
He tried to gather himself together as he flew down the stairs to the front door. The sight he saw through the glass door – you waiting for him, with paper bags filled with food, in the middle of the night – forced him to stop for a moment due to an overwhelming amount of thoughts running through his head. The memory that it was freezing cold outside, however, forced him to start walking again a second later.
He opened the door finally, ushering you inside quickly.
“I should have worn a warmer coat,” you said, visibly shaking. “Anyway, I’m sorry I disturbed your work but I knew you’ve been locked up in the studio the whole day and you always forget to eat when you do that, so I—”
“I’m going to marry you.”
“—brought you food. What did you just say?”
“I said I’m going to marry you,” Junmyeon repeated a lot more confidently. “Not right this moment, of course. But one day in the future, I promise you that.”
“I’m…” you tried to say something but you were too flushed and overcome with emotion that you couldn’t form sentences anymore. “Where did this come from?”
“It just did,” he shrugged his shoulders. “I realize that I don’t want anyone else. You’re the one for me and I’m not letting you go. Now, come on. Let’s warm you up, I don’t want you to catch a cold.”
He was halfway across the world from you and seemed to always forget the time difference. And yet, you always answered whenever he called you. Which is why, it was 3am on a school night, and instead of sleeping, you were on the phone with him.
“—and then he told me I was annoying him. Me! How could I ever annoy anyone?” Yixing finished telling you a story about a rude stage manager that he encountered in Shanghai.
“I honestly don’t know,” you answered and then tried to cover up a yawn, but failed.
“Am I—oh shit, what time is it there for you?” he asked, suddenly realizing.
“It’s, uh, a little after three,” you said, awkwardly.
You stayed quiet for a moment before answering, knowing he’ll freak out once you do. “No. 3 AM.”
“Oh my God,” Yixing gasped. “I’m so sorry. I woke you up, didn’t I? Why didn’t you turn off your phone when you went to bed?”
“Because I knew you’d call,” you said before you realized how it sounded.
He stayed quiet on the other end and you started to regret being this honest.
“Y-you don’t turn off your phone because you’re waiting for me to call?” he asked, slowly, still not fully understanding what you had just told him.
“Yeah,” you answered simply. “We don’t see each other when you’re away, so talking on the phone is the only way for me to hear your voice.”
You heard him swallow on the other end and another moment of silence followed. Yixing couldn’t decipher his thoughts and couldn’t seem to find the right words to express what he was feeling right now. He has never been with anyone this dedicated, and consequently, he realized that he has never felt these feelings before, either.
“I’m flying home tomorrow,” he said suddenly.
“What?” you asked, confused. “But your tour isn’t over for two more weeks.”
“Y/n,” Yixing said. “I’m flying home to tell you that I love you.”
You and Baekhyun have been friends for almost five years. He treasured you like you were the most important person in his life, and he always thought that you meant so much to him because he knew you for such a long time. But then he realized that he never felt the same way about the other members. Or any other friend he had. Sure, he loved them. But not in the same way.
It took him long enough to finally put the name on the feelings he had for you, but once he did, he got scared of them. He didn’t know if he should tell you because this way, he’d risk ruining your friendship and he couldn’t bear to lose you. Just the thought of losing touch with you was breaking his heart.
So, he started to show you his real feelings in subtle ways to see how you’ll react.
One night, after you returned from a movie night at the cinema that Baekhyun had invited you to, you got ready to head to sleep but saw your phone ringing. You picked it up but frowned in confusion when you saw that the caller’s ID read “BAE(khyun)”. Slowly, you picked the call up.
“Um,” you started. “Did you change your contact name on my phone?”
“I don’t understand the question,” Baekhyun answered.
“You do realize that the ‘Bae’ in your name doesn’t sound the same as the actual word ‘bae’, right?” you asked.
Baekhyun didn’t pay attention to anything you said. Instead, he focused on the fact that you didn’t protest about the name change too much. And although this was a small sign, this gave him hope. He took in a deep breath and decided to do something that would cause irreparable damage to your friendship.
“I called because I wanted to offer you to do something crazy this weekend,” he said, ignoring your question.
“Crazy sounds interesting. What do you have in mind?” you asked, suddenly curious.
“Go on a date with me.”
You forgot to breathe for a good minute. “That does sound crazy.”
“Oh,” Baekhyun started to panic. “How about we do another crazy thing and play a game where we forget I ever asked this?”
“How would I say yes to the date if we’re supposed to forget you asked?”
“How would—wait what?” he perked up. “You’re saying yes?”
“Depends,” you were teasing him now. “Which crazy thing are you proposing – the date or the ‘let’s forget this’ game?”
“The date. Definitely the date.”
“Then I’m saying yes,” you shrugged your shoulders. “And, for future reference, it’s not even that crazy.”
“It’s not?” Baekhyun asked, desperately trying not to crush his phone from excitement.
“Chanyeol told me that you had feelings for me,” you admitted. “So, that gave me time to sort my own feelings out. And I do want to go on a date with you.”
“I’m so glad,” he replied, still smiling, although his eye was starting to twitch. “Now would you excuse me? I have to go murder a certain tall person who can’t keep his mouth shut. But I’ll call you after.”
He was doing the third (and final, thankfully) interview of the day, answering the same questions over and over again, and still trying to smile and look alive.
Thankfully, the interview wasn’t live, so he had time to complain to you via text messages during short breaks. You always knew what to say to cheer him up, and he had no idea what he would have been doing if it weren’t for you.
“Let’s analyze this situation,” Jongdae heard Baekhyun’s voice and raised his head from his phone to look at him in confusion. “Jongdae has his phone in his hand. He’s texting. There’s a smile on his face. Sorry, but I can only come up with one conclusion. You’re texting Y/n, aren’t you?”
Jongdae couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his face at the mention of your name.
“Behold, our next Sherlock Holmes,” he said, making Baekhyun smile triumphantly.
“You don’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to figure this out,” he told Jongdae. “Ever since your first date you never stopped smiling whenever she texts you. It’s kind of annoying.”
“Okay, shut up,” Jongdae shot back, still smiling. “Go be jealous somewhere else.”
Baekhyun smirked at this but walked away, leaving Jongdae alone.
Once all of them returned to their seats in front of the cameras and the interviewer proceeded to ask them even more repetitive questions, the thoughts of you were the only thing that kept Jongdae from losing his mind.
“I’m not going to ask you about relationships,” the interviewer said. “But I do want to know if there’s any of you who have crushes on anyone. Could you raise your hands?”
A few members raised their hands. Jongdae considered to do it, too, but then he stopped himself. He realized he didn’t have a crush on you. He was way past crushing on you.
The sudden realization about the depth of his feelings for you forced him to breathe in sharply. Baekhyun, who sat next to him, was the only one who noticed this and he smirked teasingly again. Jongdae punched him in the shoulder, wordlessly telling him to stop making that face.
“Oh, what’s going on there?” the interviewer noticed the two of them. “A secret crush that one of you don’t feel like admitting?”
“Not exactly,” Baekhyun said. “I just think if you asked which ones of us were in love, different people would have raised their hands.”
The boys all laughed at this, sharing an inside joke that left Jongdae blushing. Thankfully, the interviewer didn’t push this matter further, or Jongdae would have been forced to confess his love to you on national television before talking to you about it.
Chanyeol had a deadline but he just couldn’t come up with any lyrics, let alone the melody for a song. Sighing in defeat, he got his phone out to send you a quick text.
“This sucks. I can’t write anymore. Miss you. ❤️”
He put his phone down and stared at a wall until you replied.
“You can do this! Sending you kisses. P.S. Write about your feelings. It’s the easiest way.”
He stared at your text for a few minutes, re-reading it over and over again before he finally put his phone down and tried to follow your advice.
Writing about his feelings only sounded cool in theory, however. When he tried to actually put his feelings into words, he ended up hitting a wall in his mind. Chanyeol couldn’t understand where this writer’s block came from but it was frustrating him.
Finally, he placed his guitar on the floor, and covered his face with his hands, trying to calm down and relax.
His mind started to wander. He remembered your first date. He remembered how hard you were laughing when you saw him slip on ice on his way to see you. He wasn’t even mad at you for not asking if he was okay because he would have fallen a hundred more times just to hear your laugh again. He remembered your first kiss and the sleepless night that followed because he just couldn’t fall asleep when the kiss kept replaying in his mind.
Suddenly, fueled by these memories, Chanyeol’s hands grabbed a pencil and slowly started to write words. He didn’t even think of what he was writing and yet he could see the song slowly start to come together as he recalled his favorite moments with you.
Thirty minutes later, he had finished writing. Having never written a song faster before, he re-read everything he wrote multiple times, just to make sure the lyrics actually made sense. And they did because they were about you and him. And nothing made sense more than your relationship did.
The only thing left was the melody of the song because he had already thought of the title.
Grabbing a pencil, he wrote in capital letters at the top of the page, “I LOVE YOU.”
He knew it as soon as you slammed the dorm room door closed, leaving him alone in the hallway. He knew you took his heart out with you when you left and he could never tell you this because it was too late. He ruined it all because he was too blind to see how in love with you he was.
Punching a wall in anger, he returned to his bedroom, passing Jongin on the way.
“Whoa,” Jongin noticed Kyungsoo’s anger right away. “Are you okay?”
“I don’t know what I am anymore,” Kyungsoo answered, not stopping until he reached his bedroom and lied face-down on his bed.
Jongin entered the room after him. “What happened? Did Y/n leave?”
“She did,” he confirmed. “And I don’t think she’s coming back.
“What? Why not?” Jongin continued to ask questions but Kyungsoo didn’t want to talk about it, so he stayed quiet. Jongin, however, wasn’t going to give up that easily. “Kyungsoo, come on. Tell me what happened, maybe I can help.
Kyungsoo raised his head from the pillow. “No one can help. I messed it all up. It’s too late.”
“It’s never too late if you love her,” Jongin said, earning a confused look from Kyungsoo. “Don’t look at me like that. I think you and Y/n are the only ones who can’t see how in love you are.”
Kyungsoo looked down, thinking about this.
“What do I do?” he asked Jongin then, desperation evident in his voice. “I told her a lot of things that I regret. God, the look on her face, when I said it… I wish I could take everything back but it’s too late. She left.”
“Go after her,” Jongin said, simply.
“What do you mean you can’t? Get your ass up and go. Let her know how you feel. Make her hear you.”
Kyungsoo swallowed, sitting up in his bed, suddenly feeling hopeful. “You really think it’s possible for her to forgive me?”
“Okay,” Kyungsoo nodded, standing up from the bed, adrenaline flowing through his veins already. “I’m going to her house. I’ll talk to her. I’ll beg for her forgiveness if I have to because I just don’t have any shame left.”
“That’s the spirit!” Jongin cheered him on. “When you get back together with her, though, don’t forget that I’m your number one shipper.”
Kyungsoo stopped by the door and looked at him in confusion. “Our number one what?”
“Nevermind,” Jongin dismissed it with a wave of his hand. “Just go get your girl back.”
Kyungsoo smiled then, feeling a lot more confident. “I’m going to get my girl back.”
He’s been on tour for two months. That’s two months he spent without you. That’s half of your guys’ relationship. He couldn’t wait to get home and finally spend time with you to redeem all of the time that you lost.
“Looking for someone?” Sehun asked as the two of them walked down the airport because he had noticed Jongin’s eyes follow every single passerby.
“Not at all,” Jongin lied. “I’m just…”
His words got caught in his throat when he saw what he was looking for.
You were standing in the waiting area, looking around shyly. You were very uncomfortable in large crowds of people, and yet despite that, you still came to the airport to see him. As he watched your eyes reflect the airport lights, he realized that he never wanted to spend another two months without you. Actually, he didn’t want to spend a single day without you.
This realization forced him to feel like a puppy who hasn’t seen his owner in years. He turned to look at Junmyeon, who was walking on his left.
“Go to her,” Junmyeon said, understanding Jongin’s question without him having to voice it.
Nodding excitedly, Jongin started to flee away from his groupmates and closer to you.
Since you had expected him to come from a different direction, you only saw his smiling face right before he engulfed you in the tightest hug possible.
“I missed you so much,” he whispered as you hugged him back, feeling a smile spread onto your face.
“I missed you more,” you told him, surprised to feel tears in your eyes. “I can’t believe you’re back.”
“Me neither,” he said, still holding you in his arms, ignorant of his surroundings now that he finally saw you again. “I’m never leaving you for this long again.”
“I’m not letting you leave me for this long again,” you said, making him laugh softly and tighten his grip on you.
You stayed like this for so long that you lost track of time. And although Jongin never managed to gather the courage to tell you he loved you outright, the fact that he couldn’t stop hugging you – no matter how many people loudly complained that you were blocking their way – told you more than enough.
At the beginning of your relationship with Sehun, you were in the middle of your exams. You barely had time for him but he understood and patiently waited until you finished studying and were free to spend time with him.
Which is why it took him four months of dating to finally get you to come to his concert. And once you texted him that you were at the venue, he realized he was never this nervous before any show he’s ever done in the past.
“Hyung,” he complained to Junmyeon for the tenth time that night. “I can’t do this. I feel like throwing up.”
“Calm down, Sehun,” Junmyeon said, suddenly seriously concerned. “You’ll perform just fine. Y/n will love it.”
“Right, but what if she won’t? What if she’ll think I’m absolutely horrible and will break up with me?”
“Then she’s very shallow and she doesn’t deserve you. But this doesn’t sound like Y/n at all,” Junmyeon said. “Now breathe. The concert will be great.”
Sehun nodded and took a deep breath, hoping he’ll calm down before he has to go on stage.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he finished the first song with no mistakes. The only thing that caused him to panic slightly was the fact that he couldn’t find you in the crowd of people. He waved at fans, giving them small smiles, but his eyes scanned the crowds for your face.
And then he saw you.
You were standing close to the stage, talking to a couple of girls who had taken a break from fangirling. He saw you agree to take a picture of them in front of the stage. And then, as you were showing the two girls the picture you took, he realized you wore EXO merch. The black t-shirt with his name on the back looked so good on you that he felt his heart start to beat faster.
Once the two girls walked away and you were left alone, you finally looked up at the stage and your eyes met. You waved excitedly, but Sehun stood there frozen, with a huge grin on his face. He found you. He found the love of his life.
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