[11.53pm]

There are not many days where Younghoon has the opportunity to relax and just spend his time with you but the days when he could, he always did. To him it didn’t matter exactly what the two of you were doing, as long as you were together. But, one of his favorite things to do was go stargazing and just laying in the grass in a sweet silence or with you two talking about anything and everything. Right now, Younghoon felt at peace. Because there the two of you were laying down beside each other, looking at the stars, holding hands, not talking but simply enjoying the moment and Younghoon was just thinking about how much he loved these moments. He never wanted them to end, but he also knew. Seeing as he can’t do this all the time, he will cherish them even more seeing as these moments are rare. This was his precious time to relax and even though neither he nor you said anything you both knew in these moments that you love each other very much and words wouldn’t be enough to express it.

~ Drabble for this ask ~

Tbz Younghoon x gn reader ▪︎ fluff, comfort ▪︎wc.: 676 ▪︎ requested here by @trashlord-007

The wet, squelched sound of tires against the asphalt disturbs the peace of your thoughts, eyes moving to spot the bus you have been waiting for to approach your stop. Raising out of your spot on the bench, you quickly put on your mask and enter the vehicle. 

You greet the bus driver with a curt nod and hurry to find an empty seat, luckily one in the last row, and plop down in it. 

The weather has been just as shitty as your mood today, and you were glad to just be able to go home. 

Younghoon, your boyfriend of two years, had texted you earlier to tell you he'd be a bit later than usual. Work this day had been so draining, so it didn't help that your boyfriend was being unusually busy. 

The bus driver had announced that your stop would be up next, so you stood up and pushed the button. The doors opened and you exited the vehicle, immediately being hit with heavy rain. 

You pulled off your mask with an irritated scoff, not believing your immense luck today. After the initial shock, you jogged to find shelter beneath a shop's canopy.

Frustration was starting to seep in. You started shivering from the cold, the rain had soaked you within a mere ten seconds. 

Just as you were about to pull out your phone to call your boyfriend, his voice interrupted you. 

"Y/N?" He asks softly, the sound of the heavy rain crashing against his umbrella now finally meeting your ears. 

You lift your head and look into his eyes, mumbling. "Hoonie? I thought you were busy at the agency…" 

He steps closer under the canopy and puts down his umbrella to take your hands in his. "I was, but I finished quickly when I realized it was hailing. I knew you didn't have your umbrella on you" 

A small smile lifts up the corners of your lips at that. "Thank you, love, I didn't think the rain would start so early on…" 

Younghoon chuckles and pulls you close, picking up his umbrella again and covering both of you with it. "You're shivering" He frowns. 

"I got soaked right when I stepped out of the bus, so it's kind of cold actually" You explain and cling to his arm. 

"I'm sorry honey" He pouts and moves his arm to pull you close to his chest instead. "I'll make it up to you at home, hm?" 

"I don't think I'm up for you shenanigans tonight" You frown and play with his jacket, "Work today was so exhausting, all I want to do is take a nice warm shower and sleep" 

Younghoon gives you a sympathetic smile and his free hand moves to softly cup your face. "It's okay love, we can do that" 

A smile replaces your soft frown and you snuggle your face into his palm. "Thank you" 

He smiles big, eyes full of love as he takes you in. Hair wet from the rain and single droplets of water resting on your face. "You're so pretty, even when you're soaked from the rain" He comments and wipes away a droplet of rain from your cheek with his thumb. 

A scoff escapes you, looking into his soft eyes. "You're so cheesy, Hoon" 

"Let me have my moment" He pouts. "Also, you never gave me my welcome back kiss" 

You chuckle and move your hands to hold onto his neck. "You're unbelievable. If I get sick, it's your fault" 

Younghoon quickly nods, his eyes showing his impatience. 

With one last playful roll of your eyes, you tilt your head up and pull him closer. Your lips meet softly, no rush in it, just a long peck. 

He makes no move to take things further and neither do you, just basking in the intimacy of it all. The umbrella he held above both of your heads shielding you from the bullets of raindrops. You increase the pressure of your lips against his for a second before pulling away. "Now let's go home" 

🥺🥺🥺 I'M SOFT

"He steps closer under the canopy and puts down his umbrella to take your hands in his. 'I was, but I finished quickly when I realized it was hailing. I knew you didn't have your umbrella on you'" - STOP 😭 how'd he know?! He's so perfect 😭 I am WHIPPED for boyfriend!Younghoon

"A scoff escapes you, looking into his soft eyes. 'You're so cheesy, Hoon'" - yeah, he really fucking is but I don't mind at all 😭

Just the way he was there when Reader needed him ✌😔 attentive and caring. Just really putting other men to shame.

This was so cute and fluffy and I lovey you so much for writing this for the request I sent in!! Spot on and absolutely lovely, thank you!! ♡

[ 1:21am ]

The storm is raging outside, large raindrops pattering violently against the glass panes of the window. A bolt of lightning rips across the night sky followed by a clap of thunder as you cower deeper into Younghoon.

His arms around you are comforting, warm and you can feel his hands holding onto you tightly but not roughly, his embrace gentle. You bury your face deeper into his chest and you try to focus on his heartbeat and the soft tune he was humming melodically to you instead of the storm outside.

Younghoon notices you trembling and he falters, his eyes shining with concern. Immediately, he hugs you tighter as he leans down under the sheets, his soft lips brushing against your forehead. You feel his gentle kisses and the way his fingers rub softly at your arms. Your heart flutters despite your fear and instantly, you feel warmer, less terrified.

“I’m here, y/n. I’m here to protect you,” he whispers softly.

《2:30pm》 - Younghoon

“A cinnamon chai latte for you?”

You looked up from your laptop to see the server smiling down at you warmly as he set a tall mug of sweet, cinnamon goodness down on the table in front of you.

Puzzled, you pointed at your almost emptied cup of black coffee.

“Um, I’ve already got my drink. I didn’t order a cinnamon chai.”

It didn’t seem as if he had heard you as he walked away, busy rushing off to serve the next customer. Frowning, you peered into the mug. The strong, aromatic scent of cinnamon wafting in the air and almost instantly perking you up, maybe more so than the black coffee you just had. Hesitantly, you picked up the mug and took a sip.

The hot, sweet latte burned the tip of your tongue but it was nothing compared to the taste of the fragrant spice running down your throat like molten gold. A single sip was simply too addictive and before you knew it, you had downed almost half the cup. Whoever bought this, clearly had taste.

Just then, you noticed something scrawled rather haphazardly on the paper napkin that came with the drink. Curiously, you tried to make out what it said.

“Please... Enjoy this... Chai latte, I... Hope... You have... A lovely... Day. I thought.... You were really... Pretty so I.... Wanted to get you a... Drink.” You read out slowly, squinting at some of the words. You could feel the heat rush up to your cheeks at the simple but albeit sweet compliment.

You looked around the coffee shop, surveying your surroundings. Whoever it was who bought you this latte, are they still here? As you took another tentative sip of the hot beverage, you stared hard at the note in your hand. The handwriting was neat yet somewhat elegant although a little rugged, it was as if whoever was writing the note had been a tad too anxious about it.

“They probably left,” You mumbled to yourself, feeling a little dejected but still grateful and happy. It was an extremely kind gesture and you would never have thought this could happen to you but it did. As you headed to the cashier to pay for your drink, the guy at the counter seemed to linger his gaze at the cup on your table.

“How did you like your chai?” He asked and if you were paying just a little bit more attention, you would have been able to hear the slight quiver in his voice.

“Oh, it was great. I’m not sure who bought it for me but it was a really sweet thing to do.” You smiled and his cheeks tinted a little pink in response as he nodded with a small smile on his face. He was considerably taller than you were so seeing his so bashful and unexpectedly cute made your heart flutter slightly. Your eyes drifted down to his name tag.

Younghoon.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here. Are you new?”

Younghoon looked up at you, wide-eyed as if he didn’t expect you to actually strike up a conversation with him.

“I-I... Yeah, I am,” he smiled weakly, the colour in his cheeks intensifying with each passing second.

“Ah I see, it’s a great place. The coffee was amazing today. Well, I mean... It always is.” You hurried to say and he laughed softly, causing you to feel a slight tingle in your heart.

“Here’s your bill.” He handed you a written bill and the moment you instantly recognised the handwriting.

It was the exact handwriting from the napkin you got, from the napkin that came with the latte.

You couldn’t help but burst into a wide grin. Taking out the napkin that you had meticulously folded and placed in your pocket for safekeeping, you brandished it in front of him.

“By any chance, was this from you?”

Looking up from the register, Younghoon’s ears immediately turned bright red as he stared at the napkin and then at the bill.

“I... I...” He spluttered nervously and you could see his hand clutching tightly onto the counter.

How cute...

“I appreciate it a lot, thank you for the latte... And for the compliment.” You said kindly, unaware of how your sweet smile was doing things to his poor heart. Suddenly realising that you had to be somewhere, you glanced at your watch before letting out an alarmed gasp.

You are late for classes!

Quickly, you paid for your bill to a dumbfounded and stunned Younghoon but before you could take off, he called out frantically, “Wait!”

Turning, you thought your heart was going to melt at the sight of him standing there, a shy smile grazing his face.

“I really hope to see you again. Please come back soon.”