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Soobin was the most oblivious leader there ever was. Like seriously, how oblivious could one person be? Recently, Yeonjun had started dropping extremely obvious hints that he liked the younger but Soobin would take them with a grain of salt. It’s like Soobin was trying to drive him crazy by brushing everything off.
Yeonjun's crush on the other started back in their pre-debut years. He couldn’t help but fall for the younger leader. His cuteness, his caring personality, his duality, the list of reasons he likes him could go on and on. Back then his hints were very subtle, like being more clingy to the leader than the others, complimenting him, or flirting with him. He even flat out said he’d kiss Soobin if he could.
But now he’s gotten tired of the constant cat and mouse game. For the past few weeks, Yeonjun has been dropping obvious hints of liking the other, not bothering to be subtle at all anymore. Literally, everyone else has caught onto Yeonjun’s crush except the person he’s crushing on.
At the moment the group of five were in the practice room, just having finished up a successful dance session. The youngest three went off to do who knows the fuck what. Yeonjun saw his golden opportunity as he walked over to their leader.
"Hey Soobin, one of these days do you want to go out?” Yeonjun asked, licking his lips as he looked up at the younger. Damn him for being so tall.
“Hm, go out? Yeah sure, are the other members coming too?” Soobin asked, oblivious as always as his bunny smile shows through. Yeonjun is convinced that smile could end the world’s depression.
“Um- well- I was kinda thinking about it just being us two, you know? It’s been a while since it’s been just the two of us going out somewhere without having problem children to deal with.” Yeonjun said as he looked over to spot Huening Kai running around with Taehyun on his back while Beomgyu was throwing random objects at them. So just the usual.
“Oh okay, yeah sure! Like a hangout?” Soobin asked him, gathering the rest of his things as he talked with the older man.
“Yeah sure, whatever you wanna call it I guess.” Yeonjun shrugged. “Hangout, date, get together, did I say date yet?” Yeah, Yeonjun had thrown subtleness completely out the window at this point along with his shame. He knew what he wanted.
“Ok cool, does tomorrow work? We only have practice for about three hours that day.” Soobin said, not picking up any hints.
Yeonjun bit his tongue for a moment before responding. “Yeah, that’s fine. We can head to the cafe we usually go to after practice.”
“Sounds good, is it ok if we go to the mall after?” Soobin asked, receiving a quick nod from Yeonjun.
“Of course, see you tomorrow then.” Yeonjun said, waving bye to Soobin as the younger left the studio.
Yeonjun stared at his back as he left, a fake smile still on his face as he calmly walked over to their couch, grabbed a pillow, and screamed his lungs out into it.
What. The. Fuck.
How does one not understand the word date? It’s a fucking obvious term anyone should be able to pick up on. Even a dumbass like Beomgyu would get it.
Speaking of the devil, he suddenly felt someone kicking the back of his leg.
“Hey. What crawled up your ass today?” Problem child number one asked.
Yeonjun turned and glared at the middle child, not letting go of the pillow as he gripped it tightly. “What do you think?”
“Fair enough.” Beomgyu said with a small nod.
“At this point I don’t know what to do, how much more obvious could I be.” Yeonjun groaned, shutting his eyes for a moment.
“Well, I mean, you could always just ask him to be your boyfriend like a normal person.” Beomgyu suggested with a smartass tone of voice.
Yeonjun just stared at him blankly before coming up with a response. “Bitch, I’m not gonna get rejected! I want him to ask me out that way there’s no risk involved because I’ll say yes no matter what!”
“This is so fucking dumb, just stop complaining and face it. You’re the one that likes him, so this is your problem now.” Beomgyu said, rolling his eyes at his hyung.
“God I hate when you’re fucking right. You don’t deserve to be right, you’re supposed to be the dumbass. But I guess that role is taken by Soobin right now.”
“I mean, you’re not wrong.” Beomgyu agreed. “But anyway, have fun with your date tomorrow. Or as Soobin likes to call it, a hang-out.” He said and laughed, yelping as he was suddenly struck with a pillow to the face.
The next day, dance practice couldn’t have gone any slower for Yeonjun. Or at least it felt like it. He felt a combination of nerves and excitement for his upcoming date. He and Soobin didn’t get that much alone time since they were always so busy as a group, but he cherished the times like this when he was able to.
As soon as dance practice ended everyone went and gathered their things, the oldest making his way towards the leader.
“Hey, ready for our date Soobin?” Yeonjun asked, slipping his bag over his shoulder.
Soobin hummed as he leaned over, still packing his stuff together as he wasn’t paying that much attention to Yeonjun. “Hm, oh yeah yeah, just give me a second hyung.” Soobin mumbled.
Yeonjun made a choking motion behind Soobin’s back at the lack of acknowledgment but immediately put his hands in his pockets when Soobin turned around. ”Ready to go?”
Yeonjun nodded at Soobin, anxious to get this date started. “Yeah, let’s go.” He said and smiled, following behind the younger.
In the corner, the menace of the group held back his laughter, elbowing Kai who was next to him. “Hey, look how pissed Yeonjun is getting, I love it.” He said, the two of them beginning to laugh at the oldest one’s pain.
Yeonjun heard the laughter, glaring at the two of them as Soobin walked out of the room. “The hell are you two laughing at?”
“Oh nothing, just your pain and suffering. It brings me joy.” Beomgyu said, only laughing louder as Kai joined him.
Before Yeonjun could smack the shit outta them, he heard Soobin calling for him.
“Hyung! Are you coming?”
“Yeah!” Yeonjun responded, quickly running over and smacking Beomgyu upside the head before catching up to Soobin.
“Why is it always me?” Beomgyu whined.
Kai looked over at him, his eyebrows raised. “Have you fucking heard yourself?”
“Touché.”
Meanwhile, the two oldest had just arrived at their usual cafe spot near the HYBE building. This was it, Yeonjun was determined to get an answer out of Soobin. Or at least make the younger realize his feelings for him.
“Hey Soobin, how about you go find some seats for us and I’ll get out drinks.” Yeonjun suggested since the cafe was pretty busy today.
“Oh okay, yeah sure.” Soobin said and smiled, leaving Yeonjun to go find seats.
“Thank god.” Yeonjun mumbled, going to the counter to order. Time to carry out plan A.
“One Americano please.” (chowa chowa chowa)
Yeonjun happily smiled as he found where Soobin was, going over and sitting across from him.
“Hey, what did you get us?” Soobin asked, watching Yeonjun sit down.
“Hm? Oh, I got us Americanos like usual.” Yeonjun said, having to stop himself from laughing at his little plan.
As if on cue, the waiter brought them their drinks. However, as if on purpose or something, there was coincidentally only one drink.
“Oh no, there’s only one.” Yeonjun said with a ‘surprised’ tone. “I guess we’ll have to share.” Yeonjun shrugged.
“Oh, that’s okay! You can have this one Hyung, I’ll go get another.” He said as he stood up to go to the front counter, leaving Yeonjun to his own thoughts.
God damnit fuck fucking damnit bitch son of a whore you fucking god damn oblivious motherfucker what the fuck do I fucking love you so much you fucking-
“Hey, I’m back.”
“Ok, sorry about the mixup, I’m glad you got your drink.” Yeonjun said with a small painful laugh, gritting his teeth so he doesn’t speak his mind. His mind is a scary place right now.
Okay, so plan A didn’t work. That’s fine, they still have to go to the mall after this. Then he can go to plan B. What’s plan B you ask? Don’t know. Soobin doesn’t know, Yeonjun doesn’t know, even the authors don’t know at this point. But it’ll get figured out along the way.
After they went to the cafe they headed to a nearby mall, it wasn’t a very popular one but that was fine. Less of a chance to get recognized there.
The duo mainly walked around for a while, going into a couple of random stores that looked interesting to them. They didn’t really know what they were doing, but it was fun to be around each other for so long. Yeonjun occasionally wrapped an arm around Soobin or leaned on him, just being as clingy as he wanted to be.
“You know Soobin, if we weren’t idols I’d totally date you for real.” Yeonjun said, being as obvious as he could. There was literally no being more obvious than that.
Soobin laughed at the statement, looking over at the older man. “Oh yeah Hyung, I’d toooootally date you too.” He said sarcastically, laughing more as he spoke.
Ouch
Well, that didn’t work either. Yeonjun didn’t know this level of frustration could exist, but here he was. He wanted to choke the other out, and not in a kinky way. If he didn’t love him so much he’d kill the man.
More of Yeonjun’s hope vanished with each passing minute of Soobin not giving him any response. Maybe Soobin was doing it on purpose, brushing everything off so Yeonjun would get the hint that he doesn’t like him. Could that be it? Maybe Soobin isn’t oblivious, but just trying to protect Yeonjun’s feelings in a kind way. It would explain a lot.
Soobin looked over at his Hyung, noticing that his mood seemed to have fallen a bit. “Hey, are you okay?” He asked, putting an arm around the older one’s shoulders.
“Huh? Oh yeah I’m fine, don’t worry.” Yeonjun said and smiled like usual. “Let’s just keep walking.”
About half an hour later, the two ended up in some random clothing store, just looking around at different things.
As Yeonjun was walking, something caught his eye. Now, Yeonjun didn’t give a flying fuck about what he wore. Men's clothes, women's clothes, If it looked good, it looked good. End of story. What caught his eye was a skirt. It was a short, plaid-printed skirt that looked like it would hug his waist nicely and show off his toned legs, and maybe just a little bit of ass.
“Hey Soobin, if I was a girl you think this would look good on me? I kinda like it.” Yeonjun said, picking up the hanger and putting it against himself to show the other.
“Hm?” Soobin hummed, turning to face Yeonjun. “Y-yeah, sure.” Soobin said, quickly turning his head away.
Yeonjun pouted at the lack of attention from Soobin. Was nothing going to phase this man? Maybe Soobin just really didn’t like him like that and got uncomfortable. Maybe Yeonjun should just take the hint and stop trying. But accepting rejection isn't his strong suit. He didn’t know when to quit. Unless Soobin outright told him to stop, Yeonjun would keep going. Call him stubborn, or a dumbass, either applies.
Yeonjun sighs before putting the skirt back like a little kid who has been told no, his mood turning a bit sour after everything. He really hoped he was just overthinking like usual and there was still a chance of Soobin liking him back.
Once the sun started to set they figured they should go ahead and go back to the dorms. They didn’t want to stay out too late since they had schedules tomorrow.
It didn’t take too long for them to get back to the dorm since it wasn’t too far away.
“Hey, I had a really good time.” Yeonjun said, opening the door to their dorm.
“Yeah I did too, we need to hang out just the two of us more often. Get away from the kids.” He said and laughed.
Yeonjun fake laughed, trying to play along and not show his true feelings at the moment. “Yeah totally. I’m going to go head to bed early tonight, I’m tired from walking around so much.” Yeonjun said, waving goodbye to Soobin as he walked towards the rooms.
But Yeonjun didn’t go to his own room, instead, he turned and made a beeline for Beomgyu’s room. Yeah, he was a little shit, but he was there when you needed him and they both acknowledged how close they were to each other.
“Ahhhhhhhh” Yeonjun groaned, barging into Beomgyu’s room with no hesitation, immediately flopping onto the bed. “He’s so fucking annoying, he doesn’t feel the same. I know it.” Yeonjun said, his voice muffled and shaky.
“What happened now Hyung?” Beomgyu asked, not reacting at all when Yeonjun came in as he was pretty used to it.
He listened as the oldest explained what happened throughout the day, nodding every now and then to show he was paying attention.
Yeonjun’s voice continued to get shaky, tears of frustration welling in his eyes.
“Hyung…” Beomgyu sighed, putting a hand on Yeonjun’s back, running his hand up and down it softly.
“I don’t know what to do Gyu, nothing has worked. And I think he’s blowing me off on purpose at this point. I should just take the hint and give up.” Yeonjun sighed, his head hanging low.
“The fuck? Excuse me, who am I talking to? Choi Yeonjun does not give up, he gets what he wants by any means necessary. Has he outright rejected you? No. Has he said he’s uncomfortable? No. Has he pushed you away at all? No. So you have no damn reason to give up.”
Yeonjun sniffled lightly, looking up at Beomgyu. He hated him sometimes, but dammit, he was right. He hated it when Beomgyu was right because he’d never shut up about it. But if this is what it took to get Soobin, he’d do anything.
“You know Hyung, you’re so lucky to have me in your life. I am a blessing upon your depressed ass. You should worship me because I came up with a foolproof plan for you. It literally can’t go wrong. You’re welcome in advance.”
“Oh god, what the fuck has your messed up little brain come up with now?” Yeonjun asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Don’t ‘oh god’ me bitch, I’m trying to help you. Be grateful. Are you going to listen to my idea now?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“No. Anyways, so this is what you’re going to do. You’re going to go up to Soobin, and just ask him a simple question. Are you a good kisser? And this plan will work with any answer he gives. If he says no, offer to teach him. If he says yes, ask him to prove it.” Beomgyu said, smug as always with his ‘brilliant’ plan.
Yeonjun thought for a moment, trying to process what he said. So, basically, just kiss the fuck outta Soobin and see what happens? Bold, but could work. “And what if he asks why I want to know?”
“Just reverse the question back onto him and ask why he’s avoiding it. Easy.”
Yeonjun went silent for a moment, sighing as he couldn’t think of too many ways this could go wrong. He’s tried so many other things, this is pretty much his only option left. It’s bold, really bold, but it just might work. Even if it's a 1% chance, Yeonjun would take it.
“Fine, but if this goes wrong I’m throwing you under the bus and saying it was a prank or a dare you gave me. Then I’m going to kill you and TXT will be a four-member group.” Yeonjun said, getting up from the bed as he ruffled Beomgyu’s head as a sign of affection. “Thank you.” He mumbled as he walked towards the door.
“Of course my good sir, my advice is always spot on. You just never listen to it.”
“Only one out of ten of your ideas are ever good. This better be that one. Your life's on the line here you little shit.”
“It will be, now go get that dick!”
“Beomgyu I’m going to kick your-”
He didn't finish the sentence before the door was closed in his face.
The audacity.
Yeonjun took a deep breath before looking toward Soobin’s room. It was now or never. If he waited any longer he would chicken out. He had to do it now while he still had the confidence to do so.
Yeonjun made his way towards Soobin’s room, knocking on the door lightly.
“Hey, can I come in and chill for a while? Turns out I’m not as tired as I thought I was.” Yeonjun said with a small laugh.
Soobin smiled that smile Yeonjun loved so much before opening the door fully to let the older in. “Yeah of course you can. I’m just watching a show, you can come watch it with me if you want to.”
Yeonjun nodded before making his way into the room, closing the door behind him. He didn’t want to just come straight out of the gate with it, he wanted to build up to it. So for now, he just took a seat on Soobin’s bed and watched the show with him. It was a fairly interesting show, but that didn’t stop him from looking at Soobin the whole time. Damn, even his side profile was fine as hell. There was literally no flaw to this man.
After two episodes of the show had passed, he figured enough time had gone by that it was okay to pop the big question. A question that could change everything about their relationship and group overall. Somebody’s life is on the line to be fair.
Here goes nothing. Dammit Beomgyu, you better be right about this.
“Hey Soobin, are you a good kisser?” Yeonjun randomly asked, turning his head to face Soobin, trying to look as calm and casual as possible. Like it was just an everyday type of question.
Soobin was obviously taken aback by the sudden question, his eyes widening as he leaned back a bit. What the fuck, where did this come from? Is he a good kisser? Well, he’d like to think so. And he couldn’t say no, he didn’t want to pussy out in front of his Hyung. He was the leader, the experienced one, supposed to know what he was doing. So there was only one answer he could give.
“Yeah, I mean I think so. Why?” Soobin asked, genuinely curious as to why he was asking this all of a sudden.
“I just wanted to know for research purposes of course.” Yeonjun shrugged.
“Oh…okay I guess.” Soobin mumbled, a questioning look on his face.
“Now prove it.”
Excuse me. What the hell is happening now? Yeonjun was full of surprises today.
“What…” Soobin said, taken aback as he didn’t know what to say. His mouth was just open as he stared at the other.
Yeonjun smirked as he moved closer, leaning forward as their foreheads almost touched. The older one didn't know where this confidence came from. Maybe it was the fact that he had finally phased Soobin, seeing him flustered and confused really lifted his spirits.
“I said, prove it Soobin. Or are you too much of a pussy?”
Soobin was dumbfounded by the elder's words.
“W-what…N-No… this is just so sudden, you’ve never asked me anything like that before.” Soobin said, his face full of confusion.
“Well I’m asking now, and so far it does indeed seem like you are a-”
Yeonjun was cut off for the second time that day, but instead of a door this time, he felt Soobin hold his chin and pull him forward to crash their lips together in a kiss.
Soobin’s lips felt even better than Yeonjun thought they would. Yes. He’s fantasized about Soobin, sue him.
The older felt his heart racing as Soobin’s hand moved from his chin to his cheek. His own hand naturally moved to the back of Soobin’s head, letting his hair run through his fingers. He felt like his skin was on fire anywhere Soobin touched, trying his best to stay calm. Yeonjun had never thought this would actually happen in real life, only in dreams. But it was like heaven. Their lips molded together almost scarily perfect as Yeonjun let Soobin lead the kiss.
It started out just moderately passionate, the two of them still trying to get a feel for each other. Their lips moved in sync and they found a good pace. It was like they had done this many times before, it didn’t feel like a first kiss at all. Almost like Soobin had thought about this too…
The kiss began to get deeper as time passed, Yeonjun lightly gripping Soobin’s hair as one of the leader’s hands found their way to Yeonjun’s waist, his grip surprisingly firm. His other hand on the back of Yeonjun’s head, pulling his hair every now and then. Yeonjun had to use every fiber in his muscle not to let out a moan cause fuck was that hot. He didn’t know he had a hair-pulling kink until now. What else could Soobin unlock in him? He so desperately wanted to find out.
Soobin pushed his lips harder against Yeonjun’s, pulling him in closer. Yeonjun let out a small yelp as he felt Soobin’s teeth against his bottom lip, lightly tugging on it. Fuck. This man knew what he was doing.
Yeonjun took a small risk, deciding to not open his mouth for Soobin. There was one of two ways Soobin would react.
And Soobin had the best reaction.
The older suddenly felt both of Soobin’s hands on his waist, pulling him onto his lap so now Yeonjun was straddling Soobin’s hips. Damn, now he knows he has a manhandling kink too. Yeonjun couldn’t help but let out a small gasp, his hands flying to Soobin’s shoulders to hold onto. However, the small gasp gave Soobin his entry point.
Yeonjun groaned softly as he felt Soobin’s tongue enter his mouth, his body shivering for a second when their tongues met. The leader took his time exploring his mouth, like he was taking in every inch, almost like he was savoring it. It seemed like Soobin was into this even more than Yeonjun was. If that was possible.
Yeonjun accidentally yanked Soobin’s hair as he felt Soobin begin to suck on his tongue before finally pulling away from each other. They were both breathless, neither of them talking for a moment as they tried to breathe properly again. Yeonjun’s heart has never been faster. Both from the kiss and the lack of oxygen. Honestly, if he had to describe the best way to die, it would be suffocation by Soobin’s lips.
It took some time for them to be able to speak, neither of them quite knowing what to say.
Soobin was the first to speak. “So, did I prove myself?” He asked, a small smirk on his face as he knew the answer.
Yeonjun’s cheeks were flushed red, still gripping the other’s shoulders. He glanced up at him, laughing softly at the question. “Hm, I don’t know. I might need to confirm it a few more times.” He hummed, tilting his head to the side.
Soobin couldn’t help but laugh, his chest feeling easier as the atmosphere became more light-hearted. “Well someone is eager aren’t they?”
Yeonjun pouted as he hit Soobin’s arm. “Bitch, of course I am. Do you know how long I’ve wanted this from you? Too fucking long.” He said.
The room went silent and Yeonjun realized something. He just confessed first. All this work he had put into making Soobin confess first was just thrown out the window as he caved to his desires.
“Really? Because I bet I’ve wanted this even longer than you.” Soobin said quietly, finally looking into the older’s eyes.
“Wait what?” Yeonjun asked blankly, his expression containing pure shock and disbelief at what he had just heard. “You mean to say, after all this damn time of me trying to get your attention and dropping the most obvious hints I could, you pushing all of it aside like an oblivious asshole, and making me believe you didn’t like me back, you’ve actually felt the same?! You fucker!” Yeonjun exclaimed, hitting him again but harder.
“Ow! Yes, yes, I fell in love with you a long time ago Hyung. Since like pre-debut. I just didn’t say anything since we were going to debut together and I didn’t want to risk anything. And I pushed all your hints away because I didn’t want to believe them and allow myself to get my hopes up.” Soobin explained, chuckling as he lightly rubbed Yeonjun’s hips with his thumb to calm him down.
“You’re still an asshole.” Yeonjun pouted, crossing his arms at the leader.
Who was the older one again?
“Hm, fine, I’ll be the asshole. But, it doesn't change how I feel about you, and I know you feel the same now.” Soobin said, reaching for Yeonjun’s arms to put them back to their original position on his shoulders. “I love you Yeonjun.”
Yeonjun sighed, trying to hide his smile as he looked into his eyes. “I love you too, asshole.”
Soobin laughed, his smile one of genuine happiness as he stared back at him. “Well, I guess there’s one thing left to do, do you want to make it official?”
“I guess so.” Yeonjun jokingly sighed, his smile giving his true feelings away. “Asshole.”
“Would you stop calling me an asshole?” Soobin asked, laughing more as he hit his hip.
“Well then stop being an asshole, toying with my feelings like that.”
“What the- I wasn’t doing that. God, you’re going to be a handful aren’t you Hyung?” Soobin asked, moving his hands to Yeonjun’s hips as he gave him a small kiss.
“Mhm, yep. But you already knew that and love me anyway.”
“Damn right I do.” Soobin said softly, kissing Yeonjun’s forehead.
Yeonjun smiled as he leaned down, placing his head on Soobin’s chest as the younger one laid down, holding onto Yeonjun and allowing him to lay on top of him. Being able to hold Yeonjun like this meant the world to Soobin. Knowing it wasn’t just some friendly cuddle session, this was his boyfriend now. The man he loved, and the man who loved him back.
They laid there in silence for some time, just enjoying each other’s presence before Soobin broke it.
“Oh yeah, Hyung, remember that skirt in the mall? You don’t have to be a girl for you to look cute in it.” He said, stroking Yeonjun’s hair. “I mean, the things I would do to you in that skirt now.” Soobin said, his voice a bit deeper.
Yeonjun’s ears perked up at that, jumping off of Soobin in an instant as he got off the bed. “Get the fuck up we’re going to the mall now.” He demanded, pulling at Soobin’s arm to get him up.
Soobin couldn’t help but laugh at the other’s reaction, but he certainly didn’t fight him on it.
And now skip to three months later, and the two couldn’t be happier. It was good for the other members too, because now they don’t have to hear Yeonjun moaning and groaning about Soobin. Well, they still do, but in a different way now. They all had to buy noise-canceling headphones for them to wear to bed some nights. But at least the oldest two were nice enough to warn them in advance, most of the time.
At the moment the two were cuddled up in Soobin’s room, the familiar position of Yeonjun laying on top of Soobin. It was just comfy like that and Soobin didn’t seem to mind.
Yeonjun had his eyes closed, his head just leaning against the other’s chest. The feelings and memories of their confession running through his mind. He still considered that the best day of his life.
As Yeonjun thought more and more, a certain memory came back that caused his eyes to shoot open, getting off of Soobin as he leaned over him.
“Wait a damn minute, do you remember when I asked you to prove you were a good kisser?” Yeonjun asked, glaring into Soobin’s eyes.
Soobin jumped at the sudden movement from Yeonjun, looking up at the older. He looked almost pissed off for some reason. “Uh yeah, of course I do. It was what brought us together like this.” He said, reaching up to hold Yeonjun’s waist. “What about it? What’s wrong?”
“Who the fuck taught you to kiss like that?!”
And it was at this moment Soobin knew he would have a lot of explaining to do.