Not a fan | Choi Yeonjun x reader

- ᴘᴀsᴛ, ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ, ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ -

let me just say i can't stop thinking about when yeonjun danced to watermelon sugar and that other song. i can't get over it. anyways not that it's relevant at all just thought i'd share.

Y/n POV

Yeonjun and I were laying on my bed, as I drew circles on his chest while he spoke about what he was going to say to the fans about our relationship.

"Hmm maybe I'll say...You know, I can't concentrate when you do that," Yeonjun says, looking down at me. "Sorry, I'll stop then," I say. "No no, continue, please."

I giggle at him, "Make up your mind sir."

"Seriously though, I don't know what to say," He says. "Uhhm, maybe just tell them that you're in a relationship and you'd like to keep it private?"

"You want our relationship to be private?" He asks. "Well, I just feel like it would be less complicated that way...? But if you want it to be public..."

"You have a point. But at the same time I want everyone to know that you're my girlfriend because you're just so special," He says, stroking my cheek.

"Oh stop," I giggle. "Anyways, why don't we meet halfway then?"

"And what do you mean by that?"

"We can let the fans know that we are in fact in a relationship, but tell them we're keeping it on the low for our safety and privacy," I suggest. "That's perfect. As long as you're happy with that idea," He says, and I nod.

Yeonjun leans in towards me and tries to kiss me. "Hey, you have a letter to write," I say, pushing him away softly. He pouts like a little child. "I'll do it later! Can't I just kiss my girlfriend?"

"Fine, one kiss," I say. He uses the opportunity and gives me a long, brief kiss before pulling away. "I love you," I say. "I love you tooo," He says, standing up and going to fetch some paper and pen.

(i'm not actually going to put effort into deciding what the letter is going to say so we can just pretend)

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After about an hour of Yeonjun crumbling up papers and restarting his letter, he had finally perfected it, as if it was a piece of art.

I'm done," He says, dropping the pencil onto the desk in my room.

"Finally," I say. I've been sitting there giving him advice and helping him for the past hour. "Now we can cuddle," Yeonjun says with a smirk, before jumping on top of me and attacking my face with soft kisses.

"Yah! You're crushing my ribs," I say, trying to push him off of me. He wasn't that heavy, but I felt like having some fun. "You just don't want kisses, is that it?" He asks. "You're right, I don't!" I exclaim, dramatically turning over to face the other way, trying not to laugh.

"Why not?" He asks and I just know he's pouting right now, based on his tone of voice. "I thought you liked kisses," He says softly.

I sit up and face Yeonjun, cupping his cheeks with my hands and squeezing them lightly. "I do, I was just messing with you silly," I snicker, before giving him a peck.

"Yah. Don't joke like that," He says in a more serious tone now. "O-okay. I'm sorry," I say. Things had gone quiet now. I sit there, fiddling with my fingers before deciding to say something.

"Babe, what's wrong?" I ask. I had no idea why he was being so weird about this, I was just kidding. "N-nothing," He says. "I can tell you're not okay. You can tell me," I say.

"I genuinely thought I did something wrong to you," He tells me. I feel bad now. But why was he being so sensitive about it, did something happen in the past...?

As if Yeonjun could hear my thoughts, he says, "I've only been in one relationship before you, and the girl I was with, well she always used to make me feel like everything I did was wrong."

He sighs and continues, as I sit there listening to him, "For example, I'd try do something nice for her like plan a date, and she'd turn it into an argument and talk about why all of it was wrong of me and so on. Quite ridiculous if you ask me. She also used to just get mad at me and I'd have no idea why. She pushed me away when I tried to kiss her once and didn't talk to me for the whole night...I guess when you did it, it reminded me of that."

I take in all the information he's just shared. "Aw Junie, I'm sorry you had to be in a relationship like that," I say, embracing him into a hug. "I promise I'll never hurt you like that," I speak to him softly now, as if he's a fragile baby, running my hand through his bright pink hair.

He leaves the embrace. "You know what, I need to forgot the past and focus on right now, with you," He chimes. "And, maybe even talk about the future with you too."

"What do you mean by that?" I ask with a smirk. "You know exactly what I mean, Lee Y/n," He says, smirking back at me.

"You're going to need Felix's permission for that," I chuckle. "What about your parents?"

"You'll get their blessing easily, but my brother is very protective over me when it comes to boys," I tell him. "So should I be scared of him?" Yeonjun asks. "Terrified."

We laugh with each other before being interrupted by a cough.

We look over to the door where we heard the cough. "You'll need my permission too," Daeun says. "Oh really?" I ask with sass. "Oh yes," She chuckles. "Sorry to interrupt, Y/n I just need your help with something in the kitchen please."

"Oh, of course. I'll be there in a sec," I say, and she walks off to the kitchen.

I smother Yeonjun with kisses to assure him that I do indeed want him to kiss me. "I'll. kiss. Be. kiss. Right. kiss. Back."

I get up and go to the kitchen to help Daeun.