oneshots for sf9!! started: december 23rd, 2023. finished: january 14th, 2024.. includes: fluff, angst, all sfw!! member x reader. proper spelling and grammar. [this is pure fiction and does not represent the real members or their personalities] 🧡
╔══════════════════╗ KIM YOUNGKYUN ✎ iii. your distracting kiss ╚══════════════════╝
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You loved watching your boyfriend write songs. He liked to do things the nostalgic way— spending his time in an old car garage with a crappy sound system set up, an electric guitar and bass at his disposal. He wrote down lyrics in a little notebook. He said he got more inspiration for the song when he wasn't staring at a computer.
Youngkyun had already been writing for an hour before you arrived with coffee for him. Your heart raced whenever you stepped into the garage, sliding down the metal garage door after you stepped in. You had made a lot of memories with your boyfriend in this old garage. You had even spent some dates here, and participated in more than a few makeout sessions.
Youngkyun looked as stunning as always, but what you would never get tired of looking at was his long hair and bare face. There was no arguing that the mullet style suited him the most, and it drove you absolutely crazy to think about. Along with his rings, oversized t-shirt and 4 or so loose-chained bracelets on his left hand, he looked like a proper rockstar boyfriend. You slid the iced americano over to him, flashing him a side which he mirrored.
"Thank you, baby." He muttered, focusing back on the lyrics he was jotting down, taking a short break to sip the coffee. You sat next to him, watching him work for a few minutes before taking out your phone. You heard a frustrated groan after a while and looked up.
"Need a break from this— 'fucking frustrating." He mumbled, tossing the notebook onto the table. He looked over to you, grabbing your wrist to pull you over until you were sitting on his lap. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing some strands of his pretty hair behind his hair.
"You'll get it eventually. You always do." You reassured. Your hand lingered on his face, feeling his soft skin beneath your fingers. You traced his cheekbone and he sighed, closing his eyes under your touch.
"Just want a distraction for now." He told you, leaning his head back to rest on the top of the couch. His Adam's apple bobbed up and back down as he gulped.
"Pretty." You whispered to yourself— ever enamoured by your pretty boyfriend and his attractive features; one of the most attractive being his neck.
His lips lifted at your comment, and he opened his eyes again to look at you, "I was the one who wanted a distraction, not the other way around." He reminded you, teasingly smirking at the way you quickly brought your eyes back up to his face from where they had previously been focused.
"We're both a distraction to each other. I have a shift in an hour..." You trailed off.
"And?"
"And it takes 45 minutes to get there from here." You completed.
Youngkyun laughed, "Then I have 15 more minutes to be distracted by you." He pulled your face down to meet his, starting to kiss you slowly. He had always been a passionate kisser, sincerity and warmth shown to you every time his lips touched yours.
"Guess I'm going to be late... Again." You breathed in between kisses. Not spending too much time talking before finding Youngkyun's lips again— they were too addictive not to want to keep kissing. His lips always tasted like the orange lip balm he used.
"Is that a problem?" He questioned, pulling your waist closer to him. You shook your head immediately, both of you giggling at the situation. Your boyfriend sighed as you slipped your hands into his hair, the gentle movements of your fingers folding through his locks massaged the tension from his head, relaxing him further.
He kissed your lips again, always soft and gentle with you despite his evident frustration with his work. He had been shown enough many times in the past that letting out his pent up frustration through gentler actions worked the best. He just needed relaxation and attention, and you were more than happy to provide both.
He wished he could have your lips on him all day, especially when you shifted yourself to be able to kiss his neck. Your plush lips pressed short kisses to the side expanse of his neck, slowly travelling towards his Adam's apple. Once you pressed another gentle kiss to it, you pulled your head back up, untangling yourself from your boyfriend and finally standing up. You glanced at the time on your phone and let out a laugh, slightly short of breath from all the kissing.
"10 minutes late already. Not too bad." You grinned at Youngkyun and he scoffed. He held your hand back, stalling a little longer until you had to leave.
He gave it a gentle, loving squeeze, "Thanks for the distraction. Can I take you out for dinner after work?" He offered, staring at you with such an adoring gaze. He was so in love with you it felt like he was going crazy.
"I'll make sure I look pretty for you, then." You responded with a smile, "Gotta match up to you somehow."
He frowned, "You already look absolutely gorgeous, angel. Don't look too pretty. I'll get a heart attack."
"I'll keep that in mind." You assured him, grabbing your bag and heading towards the garage door, "Love you!"
He smiled as he watched you leave, calling out that he loved you too before you shut the door behind you. He picked up his notebook again, fiddling with the pen before starting to scribble words down. Thanks to your little distraction, he had found the perfect lyrics to finish the song.
