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Cutie Pie Kai (Huening Kai One-Shot, Fluff)
Disclaimers: I don’t own the gif I used for my header (obviously) 😁 Creator is credited.
A Note from Kutemouse: So I came up with this idea while re-watching TxT’s interview with Buzzfeed, you know the one with the puppies? I highly recommend if you need a daily dose of FREAKING ADORABLE TxT. Anyways, the question was what TxT thought of each other the first time they met, and of course, most of the boys said they thought Huening Kai was cute, and he seemed to kind of roll his eyes and be like, “Yes, yes, I know I’m cute, thank you.” It made me laugh, and then I dreamt up this one-shot. Enjoy!
(Unedited except for a brief spellcheck)
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Warnings: Maybe like one swear, idk.
Word Count: There are words.
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Cutie Pie Kai (Huening Kai One-Shot, Fluff)
You watched bits and pieces of the interview between packing up all the makeup supplies. You had just graduated high school, but thanks to your older sister being a full-time makeup artist for Tomorrow x Together, you were able to land an internship working closely with her. It mostly consisted of coffee runs and endless cleaning of brushes, but you knew this was the opportunity of a lifetime.
The interview went smoothly, of course. TxT had been preparing for interviews since the day they started training. Most notable was the question about the members’ first impressions of each other. Yeonjun and Taehyun told Huening Kai they thought he was cute when they first saw him, and if you hadn’t been watching him closely, you would’ve missed the brief eyeroll he gave at their answers. “Yes, yes, I know I’m cute, thank you,” he replied.
After the interview was a photoshoot, group shots first, then individuals. Huening Kai was the last to finish, leaving you alone with him in the dressing room as you carefully wiped off his makeup. The only event left on TxT’s schedule was a lengthy practice, and you wanted to make sure Huening Kai wasn’t sweating off makeup and, in doing so, causing his perfect, porcelain skin to break out. He sighed, slouching in the chair as you worked. “Something wrong?” you asked.
“No. Well, maybe.”
You hesitantly put down the wipe. “Do you wanna talk about it?”
“It’s just… everyone always tells me how cute I am, but that’s all they see. Then you have Soobin or Yeonjun, and everyone always talks about how manly and sexy they are.” Huening Kai’s lips turned out in the cutest pout you’d ever seen, and you had to bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling at the irony.
“Well, sexiness doesn't equate to manliness,” you replied, grabbing a puff and soaking it with cleansing water. "You can be cute and manly."
“Yeah, I know. They just have a different appeal, a more mature appeal. Meanwhile, I’m over here, and all my fans ask for is, ‘Aegyo! Aegyo!’”
Huening Kai sighed, putting his face in his hands. “I just don’t know how much more I can take. I know I have a baby face, but I can be sexy too, you know?”
You glanced at the ceiling and pressed your lips together to keep from snorting out a giggle. “Yeah, of course.”
Before you could stop yourself, you reached out and pinched Kai’s cheek. “But you’re just so damn cute, who could help themselves?”
“Quit it!” he said, batting your hand away, but his brown eyes danced with mischief.
You reached out and began running the puff over Huening Kai’s gorgeous skin when he caught your wrist, stopping your movements. “Do you really think that, though? That I’ll never be more than ‘The cute one?’”
The playfulness from earlier dissipated, leaving you looking into Kai’s eyes, large with earnestness. “Uh, um,” you stammered, taking a step back. “I dunno. I think people think that right now because you’re so young, but maybe as you grow older, they’ll think differently.”
“Hmmm.” Huening Kai leaned back in his chair. “You think so?”
“I know so,” you replied, zipping up your bag. “Well, you’re all finished. I’ll see you in two days for that photoshoot.”
“Right.”
You turned to leave, but had barely twisted the doorknob when Huening Kai’s voice stopped you. “Wait.”
You looked back to see him stand and slowly stalk towards you, his eyes dark and hooded. “Is that what you think of me?”
“Wh-What?”
“You think all I can be is cute for the next few years?”
“N-No, that’s not what I-”
He was so close now you could smell his cologne, some type of citrus scent mixed with mint. He towered over you, making you shrink against the door, your hand still on the knob. Kai gently placed his hands on either side of your head, trapping you beneath him, his rose-pink lips turned up in a smirk. “Still think I’m cute?” he asked, his voice low.
You couldn’t bring yourself to breathe let alone answer. Despite being in close proximity to the gorgeous members of TxT, you’d always restricted your attraction to any of them, Huening Kai in particular, to admiring them from a safe, professional distance. Now here you were, confronted with your crush head-on.
Huening Kai’s eyes bore into your own. “Because I think you’re cute.”
He leaned down, and you instinctively turned your face away. “Hyuka… Wh-What are you doing?”
Humming in response, Huening Kai pressed his lips against the skin of your neck, causing you to sigh as tingles erupted all over your body. He continued to kiss you, his lips getting closer and closer to yours, eliciting small gasps of delight from you. When you could no longer take it, you wound your hands in his soft, dark hair and pulled his face toward yours, colliding your mouth against his in the sweetest kiss.
The push and pull between your lips and his continued as he pressed you back into the door, one of his hands finding refuge on the small of your back, the other caressing your jaw. The two of you broke apart only when voices from the hall floated towards you, reminding you both where you were. You stared at Huening Kai in shock for a moment before busying yourself with packing up the rest of your makeup supplies.
“So, uh, I guess I’ll see you in a couple days,” he said.
“Uh, yeah, I guess so.”
“Hey,” he said softly, gently grasping your jaw and turning your face towards his. He stared into your eyes for a moment before smirking. “Cutie pie.”
You scoffed in response as Huening Kai opened the door. “Oh, and Y/n?”
“Hmm?”
“Don’t ever call me cute again.” His dark eyes smoldered as his eyes slowly roamed up and down your body, causing you to swallow hard.
He winked before shutting the door, leaving you to ponder what the hell just happened. Well, you knew one thing for sure. You’d never think of Huening Kai as ‘cute’ again.
PS5 (Yeonjun Version, One-Shot, Angst)
Disclaimers: I don’t own the gif I used for my header (obviously) 😁 Creator is credited. Any and all lyrics from “PS5” belong to Salem Ilese, Alan Walker, and Tomorrow x Together.
A Note from Kutemouse: This one-shot is inspired by the song “PS5” that Yeonjun and Taehyun collaborated on with Salem Ilese and Alan Walker. When I first heard the song, I wasn’t sure if I liked it, but after a few listens, I came to appreciate it, and now it’s running on repeat in my head 😂 It seemed like a fun project for Yeonjun and Taehyun. I enjoyed the creative wordplay and the banter between the two voices in the song, as well as hearing the gamer’s point of view.
I can’t tell you how many people I’ve heard complain about their partners constantly playing video games. Most notable was my old roommate who complained that her boyfriend wouldn’t even bother letting her play with him. I totally get that. I’ve had partners who ignore me for their game, and it’s hella frustrating. My husband loves video games, but so do I, and he always invites me to play with him. That’s why he’s my husband 😁 A couple who games together wins together ❤️ Seems like Yeonjun needs to learn that lesson 😉
(Basically Unedited)
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Hella angst, swears, more angst, yelling at each other, ALL CAPS type dialogue (it gets bad okay), Yeonjun being a supreme jerk
Word Count: There are words.
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PS5 Taehyun Version (Coming Soon!)
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PS5 (Yeonjun Version, One-Shot, Angst)
You turned your key in the lock, sighing. Finally. Holy hell, it had been a long day. Between your boss and clients giving you the runaround, you couldn’t seem to get off work before 10 pm these days. But upon coming inside your home, you wished you could’ve worked longer.
Crushed, empty cans were strewn about the floor, half-full ones perched on various furniture. A couple of grease-stained pizza boxes littered the corner, and a pile of dirty hoodies, gym shorts, and socks covered every part of the couch your boyfriend wasn’t sitting in. Even the air smelled unclean, heavy with the stench of fast food, sweat, and the sandalwood-scented cologne used to cover it all up. A cologne that could belong to none other than your boyfriend, Choi Yeonjun.
You precariously made your way through the front room, where you could just make out your boyfriend hunched over against the blaring light of the tv, to deposit your bag on the kitchen table. Dishes stained with food nearly covered its entirety, forcing you to pull out a chair just so you could have a place for your bag to sit in.
“Yeonjun!” you called out as you opened the fridge.
No response.
“Yeonjun!” you called out again, louder.
“What?” His normally playful lilt sounded annoyed.
“Where’s dinner?”
“What?!”
“Oh, for fucks’s sake-” you muttered as you headed towards the living room.
Your once-sweet, handsome-as-fuck boyfriend didn’t even turn as you walked in, his dark eyes glued to the screen, his soft, plump lips pursed in concentration. He had one headphone on still, the other perched behind his ear. You took a deep breath to calm yourself. “Yeonjun.”
“Oh, hey jagi. I didn’t realize you were home.”
You bit your lip to stop from snapping at him, letting out a huff. “Yes, I just got home. Where’s dinner?”
“I actually haven’t eaten yet. Could you order us some food?”
You scoffed. “Are you serious?”
Sensing your irritation, Yeonjun spared you a .2 second glance before returning to his game. “Yeah. We gotta eat, don’t we?”
“Fine.”
You stormed back into the kitchen and yanked your wallet from your bag. You knew the only place open at this hour was the Thai place across town, and they charged extra for deliveries so far away. “Fucking hell,” you grumbled before dialing their number. They took your order, but it wouldn’t be delivered for an hour much to the agony of your rumbling stomach.
You went and changed into pajama shorts and a tank top before deciding to clean up a bit. You loaded the pizza boxes in your arms, placing empty cans on top of them, trying to get as much of the trash cleaned up in one trip as possible. What you didn’t anticipate was the one pizza box that didn’t make it into the pile in the corner yet did end up right in your way. You shrieked as you tripped, cardboard and aluminum cascading down on your head.
“Jagi?” Yeonjun asked, not bothering to turn his head. “You alright?”
“That’s IT!” You picked yourself up and marched over to the tv, yanking the power cord out of the wall.
“Hey, what the fuck?!” Yeonjun shouted before finally noticing you.
Week-old soda dripped from the ends of your hair, staining your top, and doing nothing to quench the anger blazing in your eyes. “Yeonjun, I have HAD IT!” you bellowed. “You’ve barely looked at me for a fortnight now! Ever since you got that PS5, all you’ve done is play video games all day, every day! I understand PS5’s are hard to come by, and you’ve been anticipating this for almost a year now, but FUCK! You could at least acknowledge me when I come in from work! Or, I don’t know, order dinner? Clean up the place? Do the FUCKING DISHES?!”
Your voice rose higher and higher in volume and pitch as you ranted, finally getting the feelings you had been holding in off your chest. Yeonjun stared at you in shock, rose-red lips parted, eyes wide, headphones hanging loosely around his neck. “Jagi, I-”
“I’m not finished!” you snapped. “I don’t recall agreeing to be in a three-way relationship with you and your gaming console, Yeonjun! So you decide, it’s either me or the PS5!”
“What do you want from me, jagi?!” Yeonjun shouted back. “I’m here, aren’t I?! I’m still going to bed with you every night! It’s not like I’m going out and acting shady as fuck, hitting on other girls and shit like other guys! You know exactly where I am, sitting here, online, playing with my friends!”
“As if that makes it better!” you spat. “Just because you’re physically here doesn’t mean you’re emotionally here! Hell, you’re not even mentally here with me, you’re off in some fake world, enjoying the company of the voices in your headset over your hard-working, loving girlfriend!”
Yeonjun didn’t reply, his dark eyes boring into yours, narrow with anger. The speechlessness between the two of you grew until it pressed against your chest, causing your throat to tighten and tears to spring to your eyes. “This isn’t what I wanted,” you choked out before running to your bedroom.
You slammed the door, sliding down until you hit the floor, buried your face in your arms, and sobbed. You didn’t know how long you cried for, you just know you cried until your head ached and your eyes stung. You cried for all the time your boyfriend had wasted gaming instead with you. You cried for the mess your house was in. You cried for the hard day you had at work. But mostly, you cried for yourself. For how stupid you felt as you realized that fucking black and white box was more of a priority for Yeonjun than your relationship. If you could take it outside and run it over along with your love for him, you would.
After your sobs had subsided, you wrapped a blanket around yourself and curled into a ball on the bed, your entire being numb. The door opened, casting a strip of light over your face. You groaned, turning away. “Jagi?” Yeonjun’s voice was filled with remorse. “Jagi, I’m sorry.”
You didn’t bother replying, tightening the blankets around you so Yeonjun couldn’t see the pain on your face. He sat on the bed beside you and stroked your shoulder, his fingers dancing over you. “You’re absolutely right,” he murmured. “I let myself get carried away, and you forced me to look around and realize what the hell I’ve been missing. You’ve been the best girlfriend ever, buying me the PS5 and letting me spend hours on it… And I haven’t even bothered returning the favor.”
You sniffled, fresh tears running down. Yeonjun pulled you upright, concern lacing his dark eyes. “Jagi, please,” he said, running his thumb over your cheek. “Please don’t cry. I’m so, so sorry. I can’t believe what an asshole I’ve been.”
“I didn’t think you loved me anymore,” you sobbed, letting yourself melt into his arms. “You’ve never gone so long without paying attention to me.”
“I know, I know, I’ve been a total jerk,” he said, his voice cracking.
You sat there for a while, letting him hold you as you cried a bit more. Yeonjun chuckled darkly. “What?” you asked, sitting up and drying your eyes.
“I was just thinking,” he said, stroking your cheek. “No matter how much I game, the greatest prize I’ll ever win… Is you.”
You finally allowed yourself to look into Yeonjun’s eyes. “Really?”
The corner of his mouth turned up. “Really.”
Then his lips were suddenly on yours, enveloping them in a kiss. You hungrily devoured each others’ mouths, lips pushing and pulling at each other until you were practically dizzy. “Fuck, I love you,” he murmured, pulling you in for more.
“I love you too,” you groaned between kisses.
He smiled, relishing the effect he had on you still. “And jagiya?”
“Mmmm?”
“If it were a choice between you and the PS5, you know I’d always choose you, right?”
You smiled and blushed, burying your face in his shoulder. It took two seconds for you to lean back, wrinkling your nose in disgust. “Well, I know how you can make it up to me… Starting with a long shower.”
Yeonjun smirked. “Only if you take one with me.”
You playfully smacked his arm, rolling your eyes. “I’m serious!” he protested. “After our shower, I’ll clean our place up, and then? I’m gonna teach you how to play.”
Your eyes widened. “Seriously?”
Yeonjun nodded, placing a kiss on the tip of your nose. “Seriously. There’s nothing more I love than being with you.”