Ok like we have Yuri being seen as cute by Otabek but like… what if Yuri found subtle things that Otabek does as sorta cute?
For example Otabek in practice successfully does a jump and does that little baby fist bump. Otabek is so stoic but Yuri can see his happiness and think it’s pure.
Or Otabek gets super excited about something but doesn’t want to show too much of it. Though Yuri can see right through and just sees how endearing it is. He loves that sorta childish excitement from Otabek.
how jackson reacts to having to share a bed with you and you two haven't confessed yet? i really liked the yugyeom one!
glad you liked the yugyeom one!!💞 I decided to just do one for all of them lmao, it’s a cute idea!!
got7 reaction:having to share a bed with you and you both haven’t confessed yet
Mark - He’d go crazy, his mind would just be swarming with thoughts about you and how cute and comfy you looked. He’d steal so many glances and definitely wouldn’t hesitate to hold you close, he couldn’t help it, the situation and cozy environment compelled him to. You wouldn’t think much of it since in your friendship Mark, it was the norm to hold each other and just cuddle. During the cuddling, so much would be going on his mind yet on the outside he’d look so chill as if sharing the same bed were no big deal to him because to him, it sort of isn’t a big deal since you two usually cuddle and share the same bed often yet he wouldn’t enjoy the moment any less. Mark would be so happy and giggly, showing how genuinely glad he was to be laying next to you.
Jaebum - He would sort of panic, the thought of having to share a bed with you made him insanely nervous. Jaebum knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself, he’d want to hold you and kiss you and maybe finally confess his feelings… which is why at first he’d be so persistent on sleeping on the floor. But of course you’d win the argument and next thing you know, Jaebum would be laying down right next you. He’d quickly grow awkward and then suddenly start to build a wall of pillows, “So you’re more comfortable.” He’d say. Yet when you shyly tell him that you don’t want the pillow wall and that you want, need, him to hold you since you’re afraid of the dark, he’d happily comply after some thinking. He wouldn’t be able to sleep, he’d be such a soft fluff and probably watch you sleep until he realizes that that’s a pretty creepy thing to do.
Jackson - He would be 101% nervous, he wouldn’t be able to sleep. Being in such a soft and cozy environment would make him crave your physical touch. Jackson would be dying on the inside, desperately wanting to hold you close and just talk about everything. Yet he couldn’t just pull you close and snuggle up against you, so he merely kept on looking your way. A small sheepish smile on his lips, the air was slightly tense, “So… is it okay if I hold you?” He’d finally ask, no longer being able to keep to himself. A grand smile would become plastered on your lips, but you’d quickly try to calm it down, “Sure… I don’t mind.” Absolutely ecstatic, Jackson would pull you close and tell you to lay your head on his chest. The both of you would have furious blushes spread upon your cheeks and your cheeks would start to hurt due to your smiles. Jackson would then talk about everything… from his schedules, his stress, his hopes, and so much more. He’d also get you to talk about yourself because Jackson is so interested in you. It’d be safe to say that the both of you would get no sleep at night and would spend it by cuddling and talking.
Jinyoung - He would insist and be so persistent on sleeping on the floor and have you take the bed. He didn’t want to deal with the absurd amount of thoughts he’d get. Of him wanting to hold you and have you in his arms, he’d certainly let an “I love you.” slip out, he didn’t want to risk it. Yet when he saw the clear message amongst your eyes, that it was completely fine if he slept in the same bed as you, he couldn’t hold back the smile that’d form upon his plump lips. Jinyoung would lay next you, feeling absolutely calm and at bliss. He wouldn’t be nervous, he’d be too busy focusing on how happy he was to be next to you. You would be on your phone and Jinyoung would just be watching you with so much love filled in his eyes. He’d teasingly start poking your arm and your sides, next think you know the both of you were having a chaotic tickle war. You two would be laughing so hard and clutching your burning stomachs. Once the both of you calmed down, you’d chat for a bit about the simplest little things from books to favorite coffee drinks. Eventually you’d fall asleep and Jinyoung would be so in awe with how cute you looked, low key tempted to snap a few pictures but he ultimately decided against it. Still not sleepy, Jinyoung would stay up for a little bit longer to admire your beauty and gently drawing shapes on your arm before slipping into a deep sleep.
Youngjae - Would be super awkward and shy about the whole situation. He was of course glad that he’d be able to be so close next to you, the one he was completely head over heels in love with. Although he had the fear that he’d stare at you for too long and give away his feelings without properly confessing, the thought of it terrified him so he stayed quiet. For, what feels like, the longest time you two would just lay down there in absolute silence, thinking if one of you should say something. Youngjae wouldn’t know what to do, a part of him wanted to snuggle up close next to you yet another part of him wanted to abort and just sleep on the floor. Silence would linger in the air for far too long that you’d end up breaking it. You’d ease into conversation, asking him about work, if he was doing alright, and coco. Youngjae would gradually start to get less and less nervous, your sweet voice easily making his nerves falter. He’d then open up and slowly creep closer and closer to you until the both of you are messily tangled upon each other, your legs intertwined and you snuggled up to his side, just giggling and enjoying each other’s company. Soon enough you’d both fall asleep, snuggled closely together.
BamBam - Would feel like the luckiest boy alive to be in this situation. Him being next to you, the one he was so deeply in love with, in bed and being able to steal glances at you anytime he wanted? It was bliss for him. BamBam would be super giggly, not being able to contain his happiness and the heart eyes he’d have would be painfully obvious. He would desperately want to confess to you and pour out his feelings, but BamBam knew better than to confess like this. He wanted to confess properly through a date, not by laying next to you and randomly confessing. He would crave your warmth and touch to which why he’d slyly try to snuggle up to you and would ask if there’s anything you need to sleep, “So can you fall asleep easily or do you need something to hold onto? You could always hold onto me…” BamBam would just want to be against you and enjoy your softness and warmth. So when you told him that you did in fact needed to snuggle with something to sleep, he gladly accepted and pulled you into his warm arms. The both of you would laugh over the little stories you two shared while holding onto each other, your smiles so grand. He’d be playing with your hair while you drew shapes onto his sides, resulting with him giggling every few seconds. The night would seem to pass by so quickly due to how much you two enjoyed each other’s company.
Yugyeom - This boy wouldn’t be able to sleep!! Once Yugyeom knew the situation that there was only one bed, he’d offer to sleep on the floor while you take the bed, but you weren’t having it! You insisted that the both of you share the bed, trying to play it off that it was no big deal. Yugyeom would finally agree, but he’d be super nervous. He would be blushing furiously and wouldn’t be able to stop smiling!!! He’d be paranoid that you’d be able to hear his heart beating super fast and he’d be up the whole night. Yugyeom would also want to snuggle up against you and hold you, to just have you in his arms so he can fall asleep, but he’d be too shy to ask. He would shyly glance over at you from time to time and just watch you sleep peacefully, because wow he’s in love with you so much and a part of him wanted to wake you up to confess. Yet, he simply stayed in bed and stayed awake the whole night stuck in his thoughts about you.
“Did you know that the world consumes 1.6 billion cups -”
“That’s great kid, but I’m in a bit of a hurry, can you
move it along please?”
“-of coffee daily.” Namjoon trailed off quietly to
himself and instead carried on with the customer’s order, shoulders slightly
hunched at the unnecessary rudeness from the man before him.
Honestly, he was just trying to be different and give
people facts about the coffee they drink on a daily basis. I mean, after
working at Starbucks for quite a while you start picking up facts here and
there and also – being incurably knowledge hungry – he may or may not have
looked up some himself, but if anyone asked him he’d deny it because why would
he spend 2 hours reading books about the history of coffee on a Friday night
when he could be out gallivanting – people still used that word right? – with
But, shrugging off the rushed vibes from the man now speeding
walking out the door, coffee in hand and not even a thanks as a tip, he turned
to face the next – and last – customer in line and felt all the blood in his
body rush to his cheeks.
“Hi, uh welcome to Starbucks, what can I get you?”
Namjoon managed to get out, clearing his throat at the end.
“Hi, I’m not really sure what I’d like today. Anything
you would recommend?”
“The uh Chai Latte is quite good, but if you’re not in
the mood for that the uh Hazelnut Frappuccino is good too, although it’s cold
out so maybe something warmer?” He stumbled over his words, cheeks still
“The Chai Latte sounds great actually, I’ll have that
please.” A pause, “Oh and what was that I heard you saying to the guy before
Namjoon keyed in the order before he snapped his head up
at the question, promptly knocking over the pen holder.
“Oh shi-oot,” Managing to stop himself from swearing in
front of a customer, he bashfully looked down at the counter at yet another
accident he managed to cause, when a throat cleared and his attention drawn was
back to the person before him.
“I’m so sorry, you must have thought I was done when I
paused and I ended up startling you. Here, let me help.”
Then another – softer, more feminine – hand was reaching
forward to help Namjoon pick up the scattered pens, some managing to fall on
the floor of customer’s side of the counter, and when the fingers of those
hands brushed against his while returning one of the pens, he almost knocked it
“Thank you,” Namjoon smiled sheepishly, gesturing to the
now non-existent mess, “you really didn’t have to help. And uh, you didn’t
startle me. Well you did, but uh not in the way you’re probably thinking? More
in the way that no one has really ever voluntarily wanted to hear the random
facts about coffee that I know.” Cue awkward laugh and another tentative smile.
“It’s no problem, really. Even though I didn’t startle
you in the way I guessed,” more blushing but surprisingly not from Namjoon, “I
still kind of added to the accident. But I do find that hard to believe. Why would
no one want to know about the substance they are putting into their body on a
fairly regular, if not, daily basis?” Namjoon thinks he’s in love… okay well
maybe not love love, but as in-like
as you can be with someone you have just met and have probably only spoken
about 200 or so words to each other.
“My thoughts exactly!” Namjoon almost shouts excitedly –
he reigns it in though because he’s cool, he can keep his cool – and starts to
make the Chai Latte, focusing on not burning his hand again this week.
“Well seeing as I actually am interested in what I’m
drinking, care to share another of those facts you have stored in your brain?”
Now, he’s nearly 100 percent certain that flirting was
occurring and it may have been a while since he’d last done it, but he’d be
damned if he messed up like last time and give Jimin another thing to tease him about.
“Did you know,” Good start, strong delivery, “that it
takes 100 cups,” oh no, “to make 1 bean of coffee.” And he messed up, again.
Namjoon feels his cheeks heating up again and is about to
start praying for the ground to open up and swallow him, when he hears a
giggle. It’s not that loud and it sounds like the person is trying to stifle it
(God bless them for trying), so he takes a deep breath and doesn’t look up
while he tries again.
“What I meant to say was, did you know that it takes 100
beans to make 1 cup of coffee.” He managed to get it right this time and looks
up to see a smile so pretty and so bright, it could rival Jimin’s or
“I didn’t actually know that, but wow, 100 beans? Really?
I guess you learn something new every day.” Another smile (no Namjoon’s heart
is not beating faster).
“Can I get your name, for your order I mean.” His bashful
smile is back and as he poises the pen above the cup, he is graced with another
That may or may not be Namjoon’s new favourite name.
2 weeks later, Namjoon is on his break sitting at one of
the tables near the back with his nose buried in yet another book.
Luckily it’s not another book about the history of coffee
(he only made that mistake once and Hoseok and Yoongi still tease him about it whenever they see him with a book which
is, a lot of the time) but he’s gotten to the point of reading where he is so
focused and zoned out that he’s not really aware of his surroundings anymore so
that when he hears a voice, he almost has a heart attack.
“Holy crap, you can’t just sneak up on a person reading!
Don’t you know it’s dangerous, like waking up someone whose sleep walking.”
Namjoon mutters, one hand over his eyes and the other over his heart that was
still beating rapidly.
“Sorry, I keep seeming to startle you every time I’m
here.” A laugh, “Do you always read while you’re on your break?”
“I’m pretty sure the last 10 books I’ve read have all
been here. I don’t even know if I’m literate at home anymore.” Namjoon jokes
lightly, but does a double take when he looks up briefly and realises it’s you,
knocking over his thankfully empty coffee mug.
“I feel like I need to buy you a protective bubble or
something.” You laugh as you gesture at the mug he’d just knocked over and
Namjoon can feel his cheeks heat up (which seems to be their constant setting
“You’re not the first to say that,” He laughs, “but the
guys all say I’ll probably pop it while trying to get into it so that idea was
a no go.”
You laugh along with Namjoon and when he motions for you
to sit opposite him you don’t hesitate, smiling sweetly before crossing your arms
and leaning forward on the table as if waiting for him to tell an exciting
“So, what’s my fact for today?” You’re grinning and
Namjoon smiles back bashfully, dimples on full display making your heart do
things that it usually didn’t do, like skip a beat.
“Did you know that the world record for the most coffee
consumption is 82 cups in 7 hours?” He’s practically grinning now and if you
weren’t sitting in front of him he’d fist pump because he actually got the fact
right saying it the first time.
“Wow, that’s a lot of coffee. Whoever did that probably
couldn’t sleep for ages!” You’re laughing again and Namjoon joins in, relishing
in the sound.
“I have another one for you.” He’s fighting the scarlet threatening to colour his cheeks, but he feels confident as you smile sweetly at
“Let’s hear it then.”
“Did you know that there’s a really good chance,” Really
good start, “that you’d have a nice dinner,” uhm, “if you went to time with
me?” Oh God no, not again.
Namjoon doesn’t stop his will to face palm this time and
groans into his hands as soon as the last word has left his mouth. He doesn’t
know what he’s done to deserve this, why he did so well finally with the fact
earlier and messed up now where he really wanted to be smooth, but he supposes
he’ll never know and instead hopes for the rejection – he’s no doubt about to
face – to be quick and painless.
You’re giggling softly now – like you usually do when he
mixes up his sentences – and reach over to gently poke one of his hands to get
his attention, which works after a few tries and he slowly lowers his hands
while looking down at the table between you, not wanting to meet your gaze.
“Did you know,” You start sweetly, the beginning of your
sentence grabbing his interest at the wording and making him look up shyly, “that
there’s a 100 percent chance that I’ll have a great time when I go to dinner with you because you know tons of facts about
coffee and because it’ll be with you.” You’re blushing now and Namjoon is
gaping at you, but that soon turns into a wide dimpled grin and he honestly
wants to thank his brain for storing all those facts (and forgives it for
messing up all those times while trying to tell you some of them) because he’s
sitting here with you now and he’s 99.9 100 percent sure that he has a
date with you, at some stage, he just has to choose a day now… crap.
so since i spent all night writing that list i didn’t have time to draw anything but i felt rlly bad going to bed without at least scribbling SOMETHING up so uh yeah anyway here’s just all the fish in my field of vision right now pfft
Princess: So hypothetically If I were looking for an apartment in the Chicago area Would you know any good neighborhoods?
Bellamy wets his lips and looks around his empty apartment. He’s not sure why. Maybe he’s subconsciously checking for hidden cameras, for Ashton Kutcher to jump out with some sort of ‘gotcha’ moment. Or maybe he’s hoping to find someone who can validate that yes, this string of text messages implies what he thinks it implies, that he’s not imagining it, no matter how long he’s looked forward to such a text from Clarke.
The only other living thing in his apartment is his cat Selina, and as far as he knows she hasn’t mastered the art of human language, so he rereads the texts a few times, then lets his thumbs hover over the keyboard for a moment before finally replying.
I might have some suggestions, he says, in an attempt to play it cool. But that doesn’t last, because he immediately follows it up with, Is this really a hypothetical?
I like Portland, she types back, and his stomach sinks until she adds, But I’m not cool enough to live here much longer.
He bites his lip, wondering how he can determine whether they’re on the same page.
Last time he thought they were on the same page, she’d shut him down nicely but firmly. After all that went down on the cruise– the fake Facebook wedding, the friendly teasing, the ridiculous scheming, the kiss– he’d been willing to at least try long-distance. He always liked Clarke, those last few days had proven that they got along well, and he knew from experience with O that Skype and plane rides were enough to get by on for a while.
He has to admit, she probably made the right call, telling him she didn’t think she could do it. He was a little bit tipsy, a little bit drunk on sun and her, and as they’ve kept in touch in small ways over the past couple of years, he’s come to realize it might not have worked. It might have been too much pressure on a relationship that was so unested.
They’d agreed maybe one day, and while he always intended to hold her to that if the opportunity presented itself, he hasn’t been pining over her. He remembers her fondly, misses her enough to make sure he keeps up to date on her life, still grins at his phone when she snapchats him selfies with all the weird filters. But he’s dated other people and he knows she has too. It didn’t feel certain that anything would ever happen between them.
But now she’s moving back, and it’s– he doesn’t know what it is. He can’t quite wrap his mind around it.
yugeyom's reaction to having to share a bed with the reader and neither of them have confessed that they like each other yet? 💖
This boy wouldn’t be able to sleep!! Once Yugyeom knew the situation that there was only one bed, he’d offer to sleep on the floor while you take the bed, but you weren’t having it! You insisted that the both of you share the bed, trying to play it off that it was no big deal. Yugyeom would finally agree, but he’d be super nervous. He would be blushing furiously and wouldn’t be able to stop smiling!!! He’d be paranoid that you’d be able to hear his heart beating super fast and he’d be up the whole night. He would shyly glance over at you from time to time and just watch you sleep peacefully, because wow he’s in love with you so much and a part of him wanted to wake you up to confess. Yet, he simply stayed in bed and stayed awake the whole night stuck in his thoughts about you.