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[12:25 pm]

you’ve been avoiding making eye contact with donghyuck through the mirror for the past half minute or so, pretending to busy yourself with brushing your teeth. the morning (afternoon?) has been slow, with you waking up first and him complaining when you laid across his stomach. now that you’re standing in the bathroom, you can see how you’re both sporting equally chaotic bed hair, and you try to ignore the pillow marks on your cheek.

for a split second, your eyes dart to donghyuck’s face, and he chooses that moment to wiggle his eyebrows at you—a great combination with his lopsided glasses and the toothbrush sticking out of his mouth.

you choke on your toothpaste, sputtering into the sink as you hear him laughing behind you. “you’re gonna regret that, hyuck.”

he merely smirks in response, gesturing to the toothpaste dripping down your chin. you quickly wash it off, cleaning your toothbrush and finishing your time at the sink with a flick of the wrist in his direction. he jumps, water droplets sticking to the lenses of his glasses, and he narrows his eyes at you.

you’re in for it.

he spits into the sink, and, ignoring the fact that you’ve started fixing your hair, he scoops you up, runs back to his room, and tosses you onto the bed.

“hey—!” your sentence is cut off as donghyuck sits on you, effectively preventing you from going anywhere. a devilish smile plays on his face as he leans down next to your ear and whispers,

“are you ticklish?”

[1:15 am]

plink. there’s a pause. plink. followed by another three in rapid succession.

annoyed, you shove your chair back from your computer and turn on the balcony lights. if this is an awful prank some kids are playing, they’re about to get a piece of your mind. how dare they, when you have important procrastinating to do?

you unlock the glass door and step outside. “go away!” you shout, ready to return to the comfort of your room.

“you’re so mean,” a voice from down below says.

you rush to the edge, gripping the hand rail out of disbelief. “donghyuck?”

“don’t call me that, please,” your best friend groans. “it’s hae—”

“i’ll call you whatever i like,” you huff, crossing your arms. “why are you throwing rocks at my door? never mind that, why are you here?”

“oh, those weren’t rocks,” he says calmly. he’s wearing a t-shirt and pajama pants, completely harmless, and you see that he’s holding something, though the light from your balcony isn’t strong enough for you to tell what it is.

“shut up and answer my question!”

“i wanted to give you some of my starbursts!” he shakes the bag, the candies jumbling inside. “and i was in the area!”

you check to see whether he’s telling the truth, and sure enough, you see five unopened starbursts on the floor behind you: three pink, two red. how kind of him to throw your favorite flavors at your window while you’re trying to focus on rewatching ratatouille.

“see? i’m a good friend, aren’t i?” donghyuck gives you one of his trademark smirks and tilts his head to the side. “now where’s my thank you? i brought you food.”

“where’s the catch?” you ask, not missing a beat. (the fact that you’re asking this out of habit and not curiosity just goes to show the tragedy of having a demon child for a best friend.)

“the catch? you insult me, (name).” he tucks the bag of candy under his arm and stands stiffly. he’s cold, you realize. “what would i tell you to do in return, show up at my house tomorrow night? it’s not like there’s much to do.” the obvious follow-up hangs awkwardly in the air. are you ever going to invite me into your house?

“well i, um. it’s cold out here…” the words in your mouth are mixed together and you have trouble spitting them out. jerking a thumb over your shoulder, you try your best to not royally mess this up. “ratatouille is on, and if you wanna watch it with me—”

“hell yeah.” he moves towards one of the pillars supporting the balcony (as if he’s about to climb it? yeah, no way).

“no. you’re coming through the front door.”

“but where’s the fun in that?”

“do you want to watch ratatouille or not? wait here.” you turn and collect the candies on the floor, heading back inside and hurrying down the stairs.

you open the front door and lo and behold, he’s standing there with a family size pack of original starbursts. “i can’t believe you’re here this late,” you grumble.

“i can’t believe you’re making me wait for you to let me in.”

you step aside, rolling your eyes. “this was a lame way of asking if we could hang out.”

“you’re lame.”

“you’re an idiot.”

“please, you know you love me.”

at his comment, your ears grow warm. you’re glad he’s already passed you on the way to the stairs, because at least he can’t see your face right now. yeah, maybe i do.

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3:13am —

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your head felt heavy, and so did your eyelids. being an extremely light sleeper, you were woken up by the noise of the ac turning on after a long period of the room being still and quiet. you were still half asleep, feeling your head gently rise up and down with haechan’s steady breathing, hearing the cool air rush through the vents, bringing a faint buzzing noise with it as it filled the room with a refreshing sensation. you were so unbothered. there you lied awake on haechan’s chest, taking in every single detail you could absorb of this eerie yet peaceful moment.

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pairings: bestfriend!haechan x gn!reader

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{11:37pm} ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆

you watch your bestfriend!haechan in admiration as he devotes all his attention to the screen in front of him, flashing lights onto his face, making his eyes beam. slightly behind him so he wouldn’t notice you staring, you prop your head up by holding your cheek against your palm, leaning against the coffee table that stayed level to your shoulder, as the two of you were sitting on the floor. you thought he looked cute with one ear uncovered by his headphones. why did he look so cute? you weren’t completely unaware of your feelings. you knew you liked haechan…you just couldn’t admit it. you loved the nights you stayed at his house for a little while after you worked on projects together before your parents came to pick you up. gaze still fixed towards the screen, haechan breaks the silence.

“y/n.”

“mhm?”

“when are you gonna stop staring at me?”

being caught off-guard, you swallow.

“oh…well i”

“keep doing it.”

your eyebrows raise and your lips form a slight pout.

haechan realized what he just said.

“i mean keep looking at me like a creep you weirdo, I dare you.” he scoffs in attempt to recover himself.

you lowered your head a little in embarrassment, rubbing the nape of your neck harshly. conveniently, the room was dark, but you were a blushing mess. it went quiet again, only slightly hearing muffled fighting sound effects through haechan’s headphones that the volume was way too high on, and the click-clack of haechan spamming all the buttons on his controller. now you and haechan were leaning against the coffee table, side by side. all the bright lights really tired your eyes out, so you shut them, resting your head onto your knees. now you were rolled into a ball. haechan made fun of you then instead he moved your head onto his shoulder. you can feel haechan’s rapid pulse. He awkwardly clears his throat. “psh. see, now you don’t look ridiculous.. ahh y/n, what am i gonna do with you… better yet, what would you do without me?” he irritably shakes his head as he prides himself playfully.

“i don’t know.” you muttered.

“you don’t know what?”

“i don’t know what i would do without you hyuck.”

haechan flicks your forehead but you were too tired to react.

“i think im in love with you haechan.” you mumbled half asleep into haechan’s shoulder.

haechan’s heart was pounding.

“get off! you’re drooling on my favorite shirt!”

you were shaken off haechan’s shoulder, and now you two were staring at each other. haechan staring more thoughtfully, while you just kind of sat there obliviously. you had no idea what was happening, all you knew was that you were with haechan, and you really, really liked him. your lips curled into a smile and once again you confessed. “i really like you haechan.” you giggled. but that’s what brought you to your senses. you realized what just happened and haechan noticed the panic starting to set in. but before you could even think straight, haechan leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead, the same place he flicked you a second ago, ironically enough. he followed that by saying “well that’s too bad… because i don’t like you at all.” you knew he was teasing you, so you attempted to scowl through your forming smile and red cheeks, and when you tried to stand up, haechan pulled you back to him. he pinched your cheek. “…cute.” but then the moment was ruined. “geez what happened to your face? you look like a tomato with a severe skin condition, you’re so red.” haechan teased. “you are too.” you talked back, and pushed haechan over. you broke into a fit of laughter, while haechan tried so hard to keep a smile from forming on his face. it all made a little too much sense. you’ve known haechan all throughout your childhood but recently you’ve laughed a little harder at his jokes, you’ve noticed you twirl your hair and twiddle your thumbs around him. it’s actually really weird, so you wish it didn’t feel as right as it did, but you just can’t help it. you cant help but love lee donghyuck.

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—{11:24pm} *࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:

now you really understand why they call haechan a bear. holding him close to you, heart fluttering at the feeling of his chest against yours. you could stay like this for hours, and you did, but with your legs getting tired of standing. so now on the couch, you stay holding onto him, only subtly changing your position to wrap your arms around his waist and under his arms from the back. resting your chin on top of his shoulder to press your cheek up against his. you sit behind him, a little squished in the limited space there was between haechan and the couch. you pulled haechan back with you as you leaned your back against the arm of the couch, haechan shifting slightly to the side of you to relieve the pressure off your chest. but still, you held haechan in your arms, just like you would a teddy bear.

haechan was your teddy bear. ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ♡

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0:01 ❍─────── 4:02

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i need to stop with all this haechan stuff. im sad and delusional.

tell me a joke

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pairings haechan x gn!reader

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—ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ {7:49pm}

you sat across from your bestfriend!haechan as you sat with him on his bed.

“haechan”

“yeah?”

“tell me a joke”

“tell you a joke?”

“mhm”

“okay..well.. why did the chicken cross the road..”

“i don’t kno-”

you couldn’t even finish your sentence, you quickly cover your mouth with your hand to hold in your laugh.

“why are you laughing already!!!” haechan stuttered.

you took in a deep breath to collect yourself. “continue. tell me why the chicken crossed the road.” you held your breath.

“well to get to the other side..i guess…” haechan starts to giggle when he sees your red puffed out cheeks, trying not to laugh.

and you couldn’t help but break out into hysterics.

“WHAT Y/N IT’S REALLY NOT THAT FUNNY OH MY GOSHHHHH!!!” haechan grins ear to ear as you go limp, falling over onto his shoulder.

“you make me laugh so hard.” you catch your breath, as he wipes the tears from your cheeks

haechan threw his head back in disbelief.

“y/n. you’re so cute.” he mumbled inaudibly under his breath.

“did you say something?” you raised your head from his shoulder to look up at him.

haechan feels his face turn hot.

“uhh no”

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— {3:35am}🔭 *࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

“yn are you still awake?”

too tired to think, you don’t respond.

“ynnnnnnn why do you always fall asleep on calls?” haechan whined

you let haechan fall under the impression that you’re sound asleep.

“well you looked really pretty today at school.” he continued. “is it obsessive to like everything about you? is it obsessive to love the way your name rolls off my tongue? yn. yn. yn. yn. see??? it’s so nice… i wish you could see what you’re doing to me. yn… you’re like… you’re like my everything.”

so many butterflies filled your stomach.

“i love you, haechan.” you mumbled into your pillow.

you heard the sound of haechan’s hand slapping his mouth.

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