─ ryujin's apartment

@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ “I like the idea of having a hold on you, as bad as that sounds.” She muttered softly, cheeks all pink at his confession, momentarily forgetting about the nicknames they were discussing previously, her sole focus on his hand. She pressed her thumbs against his palm as she leaned back against, feeling much closer to him both figuratively and literally. “I’m glad you admitted that, I would have sulked big time if this becomes nothing more than a one night stand.” She responded in a joking manner, but it had some truth in it, and thinking about it made her wonder all the more what he was thinking.

Ryujin then laced their fingers together, leaning against him and closing her eyes as she let out a little sigh. “Who said you drive me crazy though?” She took a little peek up at him from her current position, using her free hand to reach up, holding onto his nape and pulling him close as she moved her head, pressing her lips against him.

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ changkyun let out a low chuckle, the sound vibrating against her as he stayed close, watching her reaction. he could feel the warmth of her forehead against his temple, her touch sinking into him in ways he hadn’t been prepared for. "ahjussi, huh?” he murmured, a smirk tugging at his lips. “guess it wasn’t my favorite, but I let it slide because it was you. besides…” he trailed off, his voice dropping to a whisper, “maybe you do have a hold on me, more than you think, heh.”

he pulled back slightly to look at her, watching as her fingers traced the water, completely caught up in the quiet intimacy of the moment. when she reached for his hand, his gaze followed hers, noticing the way their fingers intertwined, her small gestures making him feel oddly vulnerable yet at ease.

“I can’t be like this with anyone else. i don’t do this, with anyone else, ” he added with a wry smile. “.aybe the others don’t know you… but I do.” he tilted his head, catching her eye, the playfulness in his gaze softening into something more serious. “and I’m glad it’s like this with you. even if it drives you a little crazy.”

at her words, he laughed, letting her fingers massage his hand as he closed his eyes, savoring the feeling. “fine, fine,” he muttered, rolling his eyes in return, “I’ll try not to drive you too crazy but I can’t promise too much. I need to do that as my job too you know. " said him as he hold around her body. "or else I can't breath."

@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ “That sounds like a lie. You like everything I called you? I remember the complaints you were spewing when I called you Ahjussi though.” She let out a little snort, a smile playing on her lips as the tip of her ears reddened from the intimacy of it all. Craning her neck a little, she looked at him, lips pursed as she felt his chin on her shoulder. “Pfffttt you should try to hold back a bit, you’re making it sound like I have this hold on you.” She leaned her forehead against his temple, eyes closed before she snuggled against his neck from their position.


It all felt new to her, unfamiliar rather, being with him in such an intimate manner after everything that transposed between them not just during this day, but from the past days, weeks, months, years even. Once she felt him pull back she turned her attention forward, humming to herself as she rested one arm against the edge of the tub while her other hand played with the water. “I still stand by what I said, they don’t know me after all. Unlike you Mr. Rapper of Janus.” She let out a little snort before she took hold of his hand with both hands, comparing their hands for a while. “I’d be upset with you if you’re like this on a normal basis.” She chuckled softly, massaging his hand, rolling her eyes at his words playfully.

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ "I will like every thing you called me, darling. " changkyun let out a low chuckle, his arms automatically wrapping around her as she settled between his legs. hearing her remarks, it's impossible for him to resist the smirk forming on his lips. he leaned his head slightly forward, brushing his nose against her hair, his breath tickling her ear.

"well you said it yourself. if you're that irresistible, can you really blame me for not keeping my hands to myself." he gave her body a light squeeze, resting his chin on her shoulder.

her comment about the fans had him rolling his eyes. "yeah yeah, they can get in a line but between you and me , I think they'd kill me first for keeping you all to myself." as he leaned back slightly so ryujin can rest more comfortably, but his hands never left her waist tracing gentle circle, "you should feel special, you know. I don't let just anyone in like this." he glanced down at her, his eyes reflecting a mixture of fondness and teasing. "but if you're really that tired, I can behave... for a little while."

@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ “You don’t want the other nicknames? I think they’re cute though.” She chuckled softly, shaking her head in amusement before stepping in right after him, cheeks heating up at his words. It felt surreal, being with him after just having a full blown argument the day before, and she felt embarrassed but it was as if she couldn’t pull away from either. The moment she sat down, settling in between his legs with her back pressed against his chest, she felt at ease.

Ryujin craned her neck a bit, looking back at Changkyun. “Let me rest a bit, am I really that irresistible? Can’t keep your hands to yourself?” She asked jokingly before turning her gaze elsewhere as she rested against him, letting out a sigh. “You know what, many fans would kill to be in my position right now. Literally and figuratively.”

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ changkyun's eyes darkened with a playful edge as ryujin whispered ahjussi in that teasing tone of hers. her teasing always stirred something in him. as she pulled away to turn off the water, changkyun let his eyes linger on her, still feeling the warmth of her hand in his. he could see the mischief in her gaze , daring him with those playful words. her cheeky grin made him unable to resist the tug of amusement as he shake his head with a low chuckle.

"sweet cheeks? really?" he raised an eyebrow, but there was a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "you better stick with baby or something equally safe, because if I hear oppa again , I might have to remind you who you calling it. call me possessive or whatever because I am that petty."

ryujin's remarks about having an older brother made him roll his eyes playfully. he could never quite hide it when it came to her. but then she mentioned being cold, and that snapped him out of his thoughts. "pft. cute." he chuckled and shakes his head once more before stepping towards the bath tub. "alright, aight no need to freeze just to get on my nerves." he slipped into the water. he leaned back in the tub, watching her with a lazy smirk. "should we do something to heat up your body, princess?" .

@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ Ryujin grinned over at him, squeezing his hand a bit in hers as they made their way to the bathroom, cheeks burning from his little comment but continued to play it cool. “We can just heat it up then, ahjussi.” She teased, making sure to whisper the last word as if it was the iest thing in the world, which made her laugh, quickly tugging on his hand as they reaches the bathroom, just in time too. The girl had to pull away for a bit, turning the water off before she turned her attention to him.

“Come on baby, head in.” She grinned cheekily, crossing her arms a bit and nodding to the direction of the bath. “Wait let me try that again. Hop in honey? Baby boy? Sweet cheeks? Cause I don’t think I can promise not calling someone else as oppa. For starters, I have an older brother.” Ryujin continued on before chuckling softly. “Okay i’m getting cold for real now, get in.”

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ changkyun grimaced slightly at her teasing, the words "samcheon" and "ahjussi" striking his nerve. "yah shinryu, really? samcheon? ahjussi?" he huffed, shaking his head in disbelief. "is that what I look like to you? an old man?" he gave her a pointed look, though the corners of his mouth twitched upward, betraying his amusement. "you know, there's another word I'd much rather hear you call me." he leaned closer, his voice lowering as he whispered, "oppa. now that has a much better ring to it, don't you think?"

her cheeky grin and the way she poked his cheek only made his resolve to hear that word from her stronger. "but I guess as long as it's something you only call me..." he conceded with a small smile, "I'll tolerate it. just don’t expect me not to be jealous when you call anyone else that. you know how jealous I can be."

when she mentioned the shower, his cheeks heated up, and he quickly cleared his throat. "hey, hey," he grumbled, trying to sound stern but failing miserably, "I'm just trying to be a gentleman here. you’re not exactly making it easy for me." watching her sit up, he couldn't help the fond smile that crossed his face. even in her vulnerable moments, she had this tenacity that he admired. "a granny?" he scoffed, trying to hide the concern that slipped into his voice. "you're far from that. and besides, I don’t mind taking care of you. someone has to make sure you don't get into any trouble."

seeing her stroll into the kitchen caught him off guard, and he couldn’t hold back a laugh. "you're really something else, you know that?" he called after her, admiring the way she just owned the space around her. feeling her arms wrap around his torso, he instinctively covered her hands with his, savoring the warmth of her touch.

he turned his head slightly, his eyes catching hers as he felt a surge of affection. "I know I don’t have to," he murmured, his voice softening as he looked at her, "but I want to." when she pulled away and asked him to follow, he let out a resigned sigh, though a playful glint danced in his eyes. "fine, fine," he relented, entwining his fingers with hers as they headed to the bathroom. "but just remember," he teased, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "when we get distracted and the water gets cold, it’s on you."

@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ "If you want to be called something that I don't call someone else, how bout I call you samcheon instead? Oh ahjussi?" She continued to , squeezing his side as she opted to move closer to him. Despite her teasing nature, it felt right, being with him like that, like nothing else mattered, and they were in their own little bubble of safe haven. "At least with that you'll be sure not to get jealous since it's only you i'll call that." She gave him a cheeky grin, reaching up to poke his cheek a bit only to chuckle softly, cheeks all pink from his confession, making it hard not to all the more, but she managed to tone down a bit. Feeling his hand against her cheek, she couldn't help but lean against it while holding onto the back of his hand. "I should be the one asking you though, I feel like the amount you drank would result to a huge hangover. Just gonna pop a pill for the soreness and rest for the day, hopefully. Ah wait, you aren't gonna shower with me?" She gave him a little pout before grinning. How could she have been so lucky to fall for someone like him.

Despite her light protests though, she decided to give up and sat up, resting her back against the headboard, watching him once he was back. “I feel like a granny being taken care of. We could have just showered together.” She said softly, wanting to take the towel from him but didn’t want to make him feel bad.

Her cheeks heated up at his actions, feeling embarrassed from the whole thing. She did appreciate the gesture and how he took care of her, but she wanted to do the same for him. So when he made his way out to the kitchen, she stood up and went to her bathroom, plugging it up and turning the faucet on, letting it fill up before she followed along to the kitchen. She felt quite embarrassed that she was walking in her apartment but decided to push that to the back of her mind, who would even see. Her arms made their way around his torso from behind, taking a peek at him. “You don’t have to do all of these though. Come with me instead.” She pulled away and smiled his way before heading to the bathroom.

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ changkyun let out a soft sigh, his fingers gently drawn some patterns on her arm as she rested against him. her teasing words made him chuckles, a hint ig embarrassment creeping into his face, but he didn't look away, instead he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "maybe I was a little jealous. um okay more than a little. " he corrected himself. he tightened his hold around her. "I didn't like hearing you call someone else oppa, not when I wanted to be the one you thought about like that, you know. but I can consider someone else is who is way older than wooji for you to call , oppa. I guess it's just drove me insane thinking about you with someone else." he confessed. "I keep telling myself to keep it professional but it's hard every time I saw you and your pretty smile." gently he cupped her face. "are you okay?" he asked. "I didn't hurt you, did I? I'll take care of you, you sure feels sticky right now."

he carefully slipped out of the bed, moving around the room, he grabbed a small towel and made his way into the bathroom, warming the towel under the faucet with a mixture of warm water. he returned to her side with smile on his lips. "just relax okay?"

with careful motions, he began to wipe her body with the warm towel, starting from her arms moving down to her stomach and legs, his movements unhurried, making sure to be gentle as possible. "tell me if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, okay?" after finishing, he set the towel aside and leaned down to kiss her bare shoulder. "I'll grab you a water so you can drink it, you gotta stay hydrated after our love making session." as he standing up to fetch a glass of water.

@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ After all those attempts to not be swayed in order to keep things professional, manipulating herself that he liked someone else, that he was only being nice to her, who knew she'd end up in her bed with the same guy she had been trying to keep as a friend. She had hoped along the way that these measly feelings would dissipate sooner or later the more that she spent time with him in a professional setting but that was proven wrong with that text he gave that led to all this.

Her gaze turned to him as her arm rested just above his abdomen, burying her face against his shoulder and pulling him closer to her while he tucked strands of her hair behind her ear. A soft hum could be heard from her as she raised her eyebrows, listening to his words. "I don't think even /I/ could convince myself that this was all friendly." She said with a soft chuckle only to clear slightly and hiding a smile at what he said. "Were you jealous over someone else being called oppa?" A hint of teasing in her voice as Ryujin looked at him once again, the smile that she was hiding now in full view to him.

after an intense night together, changkyun lies next to ryujin. he turns his head to look at her beautiful features, realising how her skin was filled up with his marks and somehow he feels satisfied at his arts. he hesitates for a second, he always been reluctant to admit his feelings for her, fearing it would ruin the relationship that they had, but tonight felt different where he decide no more running away from it.

with a soft sigh, he reached out tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. "ryujin. I want you to know something. I can't keep pretending like I don't feel something for you. like it's just nothing between us. I've been avoiding saying this for so long, but I like you. more than I should. more than I've ever let myself admit it. I know I acted like it doesn't matter to me. but it does. you matter to me. I was jealous over wooji and I admit it. the reasons i was pissed off on that time because I don't like the way you called him oppa and leave me out of it. " he sighed. "I'm sorry."

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@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ Unlocking the door came as a struggle to her. Having to juggle with keeping him upright while she unlocked her door, grunting as they finally made it inside. What she didn't expect was their current position, eyes looking up at him for a moment, frozen in shock. Did he mistaken her for someone else? Was he even sober enough to be acting in such a way? At that moment, she was leaning more on the fact that he was thinking of someone else, and that made her feel a light pang in her chest. "Changkyun, you're drunk." She warned, knowing just how many times she had repeated that throughout the night. Her heart was hammering in her chest, and she felt as if she drank as well from how hot her face was. He was so close, what was she going to do? Should she push him? What if his pretty face gets damaged? Or worse, he gets hurt. What the was she supposed to do without harming a single strand on his hair?

Her thoughts were cut short as soon as his lips touched hers. Eyes widening for a moment as if registering everything that was happening until her eyelids fluttered close, pushing slightly against the wall to move closer to him, kissing him back as one hand moved up to his nape. She was supposed to be reasonable, rational, and responsible, but she was here, kissing back the guy she had pined for secretly for some time now.

As soon as he pulled away though, she looked at him with hooded eyes, lips slightly parted, trying to catch her breath. His words were like a bucket of cold water being dumped on her. Now she knew. She was right. It was never her in the first place. He probably drank so much that he imagined her as someone else. Or maybe he knew about the crush she had on him, the infatuation, and decided to give her a taste, choosing to string her around.

Ryujin pursed her lips and nodded, eyebrows furrowed as she nodded to herself, watching as he sat on the couch and closed his eyes. She took a deep breath and let out a shaky sigh before taking another deep breath. "I'm sorry, that was my mistake. You're too drunk to think. I shouldn't had responded." She said softly, taking a deep breath before making her way to her room, grabbing a spare shirt her brother had left behind as well as a towel, trying to calm herself. She went back and place the clean clothing near him before making her way to the kitchen to get a water bottle for him, placing it on the coffee table then sitting down on one of the love seats. She had no right to glare, she was just another girl.

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ changkyun groaned in response to her words as he followed her back into the apartment building. the thought of being in ryujin's house made his chest burn with anxiety. he was halfway to regaining his senses, but his head still throbbed, causing him to stumble as they walked. when they reached her place, changkyun managed to pin her against the wall, dangerously close to her beautiful features. he leaned in closer and whispered, "you're not good for my heart..."

he knew he shouldn't. he knew that crossing this line could change everything, but the pull he felt toward her was impossible to resist and before he could stop himself, he closed the distance, his lips capturing hers in a sudden, heated kiss. it was desperate, almost as if he was trying to pour all the emotions he had buried into that single moment.

he wanted her — he had always wanted her — but admitting it would mean confronting feelings he wasn't ready to face especially he's an idol. the kiss deepened as his thumb brushing against her skin and for that moment, he allowed himself to believe that maybe — just maybe this was where he meant to be.

but as he breaks the kiss away, reality comes and crashed his mind. he looked at her but he couldn't bring himself to say what was truly in his heart. the words were there, but fear kept them locked away. instead he formed a smirk, "that's enough to keep you wondering." he said as if he hadn't just bared a piece of his soul to her. he stepped back , creating a space to convince himself that the kiss meant nothing. even though it's the otherwise. he plops on the couch and shut his eyes closed, not wanting to look at her.

@☼ im changkyun ᴵ.ᴹ Why didn't she just bring him to his dorm? Was it cause she was worried? She knew she was infatuated with him and she did have her fair share of good times with him, but what was she to him anyway? On their way to her apartment, she glanced at him from time to time before finally managing to park. She unbuckled her seatbelt and looked over at him, sighing softly and grabbing her phone to scroll through her contacts. Her gaze turned to him, pursing her lips as her eyebrows furrowed a bit before she made her way out, running to the passenger's side, just in time to see him open his eyes. "My place. You texted me remember? I'll let one of your members know that you're safe." She sighed, reaching over to unbuckle his seatbelt and helping him up, making sure he was balanced before locking her car and practically dragging him with her whole body to the building.