10:18 am
hancorys:
k.lh — fruit punch and stomach bugs
genre: its leehan, ofc its FLUFF, friends to lovers trope, loud leehan !! attempt on golden retriever x black cat trope pairing: friend!leehan x afab!reader wc: 3950 warning: chaotic, lame jokes, hmm lmk if i forgot anything !! listen: apple cider — beabadoobee, perfect pair — beabadoobee
you never really noticed leehan before.
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01:37 pm
nicholasluvbot:
ㅤㅤMAIN THINGㅤ𖥔ㅤKDH
𝗈𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 ── 𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎.
situationship ! 김동현 ⟡ 𝑓 ! readerㅤㅤ◜ᴗ◝ㅤㅤ800ㅤ 𓂃 ㅤfluff situationshipㅤㅤ─── warnings kissing skinshipㅤㅤDiRECTORY
Leehan is stretched out on his bed, one arm tucked behind his head, the other absentmindedly toying with the hem of your sleeve. You’re sitting beside him, legs tucked under you, barely paying attention to whatever stupid video is playing on your phone—not when you can feel his gaze on you.
“You’re staring,” you say without looking at him.
He hums, not even bothering to deny it. “You make it so easy.”
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02:43 pm
2i1han:
— request time
𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎
pairing : tourguide!leehan x fem!reader ⭑ wc 5.9k
genre : oneshot fluff , romance
synopsis: you’ve liked leehan since seventh grade, but over time, you drifted apart. now, you reunite while working at the same aquarium. and, as you spend more time together, you realize your connection never truly faded.
(thank you to the anon who requested this! it was really fun and cute to write, though the word count ended up longer than i expected. also, this is the peak fish leehan ff i’ve ever written. it’s also giving a slowly then all at once alternate universe, except leehan isn’t a brooding loser here LMAO.)
ever since seventh grade, you’ve never quite gotten over your first crush—the quiet biology nerd who always sat alone by the pond, watching the fish swim as if it were his own personal netflix. his chocolate eyes would follow their every movement, his fingers occasionally adjusting the hem of his uniform reflexively, completely immersed in a world of shiney scales and rippling water. you used to steal glances from afar, wondering what thoughts swam through his head as he watched them. even now, years later, as a college student, that same fluttery feeling overtakes you whenever you think of kim leehan.
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03:17 pm
hancorys:
k.lh — things that your bf does that just make sense
genre: FLUFFFFF, self-indulged, i miss my crunch crunch cutieful patootie munchkin boop boop poopoo bear star *sobs* pairing: bf!leehan x afab!reader wc: 1152 warning: NONE, i jus love donghyun sm you won’t understand, i feel like crashing out last night *cries* listen: my love — paul mccartney
loving leehan feels like warmth-like quiet gestures, soft smiles, and the little things he does without thinking. he doesn’t just say he loves you; he shows it, in all the ways that matter.
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01:14 pm
milkistar:
𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄, 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐔𝐒…
you and leehan have been inseparable since childhood, but when your feelings start to shift, every glance, every touch, every silence becomes unbearable. afraid of ruining everything, you bury your emotions—until one unexpected confession changes everything. in another universe, you and him might already be together. but what about this one?“
★:: leehan (boynextdoor) x reader.
tags:: fluff, gn reader, best friends to lovers, mentions of food, kinda cliché.
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11:39 am
hancorys:
k.lh — language of quiet hearts
genre: slowburn, fluff, sort of crack, comfort, strangers to lovers pairing: leehan x afab!reader wc: 9.5k warning: long-ass narrative and romance pace (bcs i’m a sucker for slowburn), aespa, belle and bonedo mentioned. FISHES mentioned!! lots of them, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind mentioned, my never ending “to be loved is to be known” mantra listen: ligaw — moonstar88 ft. chito miranda, love. — wte, bad — wte, sa bawat sandali — amiel sol, romcom — rob daniel, balisong — rivermaya, valentine — laufey
“welcome to the broadcasting club! we are pleased to have you here!”
a guy with a bright, almost too enthusiastic smile greets you the moment you step into the journalism headquarters. his voice carries an undeniable warmth, as if he’s been waiting all day just for your arrival. jaehyun—that’s his name. at least, that’s what you remember from the posters.
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01:13 pm
mountaesan:
mend me, love me ; k. leehan
pairing. bad boy!leehan x nursing student!reader
genre. hurt/comfort , pining , fluff , a twinge of angst , set in the 80’s but it’s not rly mentioned and it’s not essential to the plot
synopsis. leehan was your first ever patient as well as your most frequent, treating him has always been second nature for you. so when he shows up at your window once again, unannounced, bruised and bleeding, you begin to wish that you could see him in different circumstances
word count. 4.1k
warnings. kissing , mentions of blood / fighting , one mention of a knife , leehan is injured , probably unrealistic and unsafe medical practices
playlist. fallingforyou by the 1975 , meet me in the hallway by harry styles , the night we met by lord huron , like real people do by hozier
notes. these two are so precious to me . not proofread
The rain came down in a steady rhythm, a soft patter against the windowpane, threading through the quiet of your room like a soft lullaby. It’s the perfect Friday night. One of those rare evenings where everything feels settled, where there was no unfinished work tugging at the edges of your mind and no looming responsibilities weighing down your shoulders.
The state of your room was pristine, the scent of freshly laundered sheets mingling in the air with the faint herbal aroma of your tea, the steam still curling in the air from where you placed it on your nightstand. The air was cool from the rain, but the warmth of your post-shower skin seeped into the plush comfort of your blankets. It cocooned you in a delicious contrast of warmth and chill.
The dim glow of your desk lamp flickered slightly, its light casting long, slanted shadows across the room. It danced over the neatly stacked textbooks and scattered notes that—for once—weren’t demanding your attention.
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12:22 pm
hancorys:
5:06 — dance with me
genre: fLUFF, established relationship, leehan best boy !! pairing: bf!leehan x afab!reader wc: 793 warning: tooth rotting fluff, jk. none, js two love birds listen: dance with me — beabadoobee
the morning light barely filters through the curtains, but leehan is already awake. the soft rustle of his movements stirs the quiet of the room, but he’s careful not to wake you. you don’t notice the faint hum of the kettle boiling in the kitchen or the clink of a spoon against ceramic as he prepares your coffee. just the way you like it—no sugar, just enough milk to make it creamy. he’s memorized it, down to the precise shade of beige it turns when it’s perfect.
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02:08 pm
chewnotchoke:
for you to be here, again.
ೃ࿐ boynextdoor as exes who cannot get over you
warnings: boynextdoor x reader, angst, break up, pining, bonedo crying bcs i have thing for crying boys lmao
wc: 1.8k
sungho
𓍯 he isn’t the annoying, embarrassing ex who can’t take a hint. no, sungho is far from that. his inability to move on is quiet, almost invisible. it’s in the small things you’d never notice unless you looked closely enough.
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02:31 am
blissfullsvn:
between the lines pt. 2
pairing.han taesan x reader
genre.fluff, academic rivals to ???, college/university!au
word count. 2.5k
warnings. reader makes life-threatening remarks to taesan (jokingly… maybe…) (+ reader is allergic to coffee & shorter than taesan)
a/n. read pt. 1 before this! but once again, the academic rivals are not academic rivaling here bcs they’re busy being (ironically) stupid 👎 anw, i hope you enjoy this! feedbacks are vv appreciated <3
pt. 1 | masterlist
taesan is kind of regretting his decision.
when you had reluctantly stood up and rested your weight over him, he was nothing but nervous. it was the first time you had ever been this close to him, your body directly pressing against his, and it took everything in him to not break into a bundle of nerves. or at least, not enough for it to be visible—he would rather redo that hellish test he took last week than make you see him like this.
his determination had proven to be difficult—extremely difficult—when he felt your cheek land on the curve between his neck and shoulder, the warmth of your breaths tickling his skin. he hoped you couldn’t see the goosebumps on his skin, or the way the hair on his nape stood.
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