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Written for a writing discord thing I'm in, the GOT7 lavender award with the theme of picnic
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As you relax in bed with a book, you can hear the door open. "(Y/N)! I got some Ben & Jerry's. Are you ready?" Ah, you had forgotten. You and your housemate and best friend, Yugyeom, have a weekly movie night. And you were just about to enjoy your new book as well. Oh well. Mistborn is going to have to wait.
"Yeah, yeah," you respond airily, rolling off your bed. "Let me just get my comforter."
"It's in the middle of May, idiot," Yugyeom calls back, and you gasp in fake offense.
"Fine, then. When you get cold in the middle of the movie like you always do, I'm not sharing the blanket." You can hear a whine from the other room. "No complaining."
When you finally get to the living room, you see Yugyeom has already set up the couch and TV. However, when he turns to you with some attempt at puppy eyes, you shake your head. "It's still a no on the blanket sharing," you tell him firmly, a ghost of a smile on your lips. Yugyeom pouts but ultimately surrenders, taking the couch's blanket instead.
As you head to the kitchen to make popcorn, you don't notice Yugyeom's lingering eyes on you.
You have known Yugyeom for ten years and had a crush on him for three. You've never told him this, as you were too afraid your friendship would end.
The crush started when Yugyeom was baking you brownies after you expressed that they were your favorite treat. He tried to keep it a secret, but you were home from work early and caught him in the kitchen with brownie mix in his hair. That is what inspired his nickname, Brownie, and started your crush.
The binging of your phone alarm breaks you out of your thoughts. You glance at it, ignoring the ringtone of Yugyeom screaming "stop" like a goat. The notification reads stargazing, and you know what it means. "Why is that your notification sound?" You're not surprised by Yugyeom's presence.
"It's a glorious ringtone, mister. Don't make fun of it. Anyways, I have a suggestion." Yugyeom rolls his eyes but quiets. "Let's go stargazing instead. We can always reschedule the movie night, but tonight there's supposed to be a meteor shower."
"Well, I wanted to watch the new Avengers, but okay." Yugyeom agrees readily, and you narrow your eyes a little.
"Yugyeom, Endgame came out a little more than a year ago." Yugyeom shrugs.
"So? It's new to me. Come on, I'll bring a blanket out, and we can have a rooftop picnic." You smile at his enthusiasm. Yugyeom has been easily pleased, which hasn't changed since he was younger. His laughing knocks you out of your memories of five-year-old Yugyeom, and you quickly look at him to see if he made a mess. You find him struggling with your large fluffy blanket, and you chuckle at his antics, walking over.
"What did you do?" you ask him, brushing his bangs out of his face.
"I tried bringing two blankets at once," Yugyeom pouts, and you giggle. You started to retrieve your hand, but Yugyeom grabs it and keeps it on his head. "Pet me."
You laugh and yank your hand back, ears turning red. "You're like a puppy, you know that?" Yugyeom just shrugs and heads out to the upper floors. There's a balcony in your room that has a ladder leading up to the roof on. "How're you going to get the blanket up there, Brownie?"
"I'll figure it out," you hear Yugyeom call back to you, and you chuckle silently before grabbing the popcorn and snacks to follow him. Surprisingly, Yugyeom had managed to get himself and the blanket upon the roof, and you hand him the food before climbing up the ladder yourself. "When's the meteor shower supposed to start?"
You try to grab your phone to check, but you had left it in the kitchen. "I don't know, I left my phone inside. I'll go grab it," you say, and start to stand. However, Yugyeom's hand on the back of your shirt stops.
"It's okay, we can wait. I like stars anyway." You sit down after a second of hesitation. Yugyeom smiles at you, showing off his perfect teeth.
"Bro, I get it, you have perfect teeth, leave me alone." You snort, pushing his face away. Yugyeom grabs your hand on his face and pulls it to his mouth. You freeze, unsure of what to do.
He licks your hand.
"Ew!" You squawk, pulling your hand away and wiping it on Yugyeom's shirt. "That's disgusting! I'm going downstairs to grab my phone, and you can sit there and think about what you've done for five minutes."
You stand up abruptly on the roof, and stumble a little, trying to gain your balance. Yugyeom laughs, grabbing your arm and pulling you down onto his lap. Your ears are burning bright red, and Yugyeom wraps his arms around you. "Sorry," he chuckles, and you look at him out of the corner of your eye.
"Shut up," you hiss out halfheartedly, grabbing a granola bar to distract you from his closeness.
"You love me," Yugyeom declares, and you almost choke, but keep calm.
"Yeah, sure I do, dumbass." Nice save.
The two of you sit in silence for a while, and the meteor shower has started. You must have been there for a while; the meteors are becoming more noticeable. The popcorn is gone, the bin is set aside, and the granola bars are finished too. You had gotten up to grab popsicles, but once you came back, Yugyeom immediately dragged you into his lap once again. The popsicle sticks are inside the popcorn tub, having been finished a few minutes ago.
"I love you," Yugyeom says absentmindedly, arms tightening around your waist. What. Your head turns to look at Yugyeom subconsciously, and your mouth drops open. Yugyeom blushes but stares at you right back. "I said what I said. I love you."
You shift on Yugyeom's lap to fully face him. "What brought this about, Yugyeomie?" He just sighs, resting his forehead in the crook of your neck.
"Do you love me back?" You rest your hand on Yugyeom's hair. He recently dyed it back to black, having been silver for a few months, so it's a little wiry.
"I don't know what kind of 'love' you mean, Yugy. Platonic love, or romantic?" He groans, and you can feel the vibrations in your collarbone. You hold back a chuckle at the tickling sensations. Now would not be a good time to laugh.
"Romantic." The word comes out of Yugyeom like a whisper. You hum and kiss his temple gently.
"I love you too." Yugyeom lifts his head up so fast, he almost knocks you in the face with it.
"Really?" You don't miss the way his eyes are sparkling as he takes in what you said. You nod, and Yugyeom grins so brightly, you think the meteors have got nothing on him. "Can I kiss you?" You nod once again, but before you can even finish the motion, Yugyeom's lips are on yours.
His lips are chapped, but you don't care, kissing him back. He tastes like the chocolate popsicle he just ate, and you vaguely think about buying him some chapstick. That thought is immediately squashed when you feel his hands come to rest on your face. He's gentle, brushing your cheekbones with his thumbs and moving his mouth only the bare minimum.
You two kiss for what seems like hours but is only a few minutes. When you two finally pull apart, the meteor shower has just peaked. Yugyeom presses a kiss to the top of your head. "The next meteor shower comes in seventy-five years. Let's make a promise to watch it together again," you tell him, and Yugyeom agrees with a hum and another kiss to your head.
"I promise I will watch it with you, no matter what happens."
You'll hold him to that promise.
-----
As you relax in bed with a book, you can hear the door open. "(Y/N)! I got some Ben & Jerry's. Are you ready?" Ah, you had forgotten. You and your housemate and best friend, Yugyeom, have a weekly movie night. And you were just about to enjoy your new book as well. Oh well. Mistborn is going to have to wait.
"Yeah, yeah," you respond airily, rolling off your bed. "Let me just get my comforter."
"It's in the middle of May, idiot," Yugyeom calls back, and you gasp in fake offense.
"Fine, then. When you get cold in the middle of the movie like you always do, I'm not sharing the blanket." You can hear a whine from the other room. "No complaining."
When you finally get to the living room, you see Yugyeom has already set up the couch and TV. However, when he turns to you with some attempt at puppy eyes, you shake your head. "It's still a no on the blanket sharing," you tell him firmly, a ghost of a smile on your lips. Yugyeom pouts but ultimately surrenders, taking the couch's blanket instead.
As you head to the kitchen to make popcorn, you don't notice Yugyeom's lingering eyes on you.
You have known Yugyeom for ten years and had a crush on him for three. You've never told him this, as you were too afraid your friendship would end.
The crush started when Yugyeom was baking you brownies after you expressed that they were your favorite treat. He tried to keep it a secret, but you were home from work early and caught him in the kitchen with brownie mix in his hair. That is what inspired his nickname, Brownie, and started your crush.
The binging of your phone alarm breaks you out of your thoughts. You glance at it, ignoring the ringtone of Yugyeom screaming "stop" like a goat. The notification reads stargazing, and you know what it means. "Why is that your notification sound?" You're not surprised by Yugyeom's presence.
"It's a glorious ringtone, mister. Don't make fun of it. Anyways, I have a suggestion." Yugyeom rolls his eyes but quiets. "Let's go stargazing instead. We can always reschedule the movie night, but tonight there's supposed to be a meteor shower."
"Well, I wanted to watch the new Avengers, but okay." Yugyeom agrees readily, and you narrow your eyes a little.
"Yugyeom, Endgame came out a little more than a year ago." Yugyeom shrugs.
"So? It's new to me. Come on, I'll bring a blanket out, and we can have a rooftop picnic." You smile at his enthusiasm. Yugyeom has been easily pleased, which hasn't changed since he was younger. His laughing knocks you out of your memories of five-year-old Yugyeom, and you quickly look at him to see if he made a mess. You find him struggling with your large fluffy blanket, and you chuckle at his antics, walking over.
"What did you do?" you ask him, brushing his bangs out of his face.
"I tried bringing two blankets at once," Yugyeom pouts, and you giggle. You started to retrieve your hand, but Yugyeom grabs it and keeps it on his head. "Pet me."
You laugh and yank your hand back, ears turning red. "You're like a puppy, you know that?" Yugyeom just shrugs and heads out to the upper floors. There's a balcony in your room that has a ladder leading up to the roof on. "How're you going to get the blanket up there, Brownie?"
"I'll figure it out," you hear Yugyeom call back to you, and you chuckle silently before grabbing the popcorn and snacks to follow him. Surprisingly, Yugyeom had managed to get himself and the blanket upon the roof, and you hand him the food before climbing up the ladder yourself. "When's the meteor shower supposed to start?"
You try to grab your phone to check, but you had left it in the kitchen. "I don't know, I left my phone inside. I'll go grab it," you say, and start to stand. However, Yugyeom's hand on the back of your shirt stops.
"It's okay, we can wait. I like stars anyway." You sit down after a second of hesitation. Yugyeom smiles at you, showing off his perfect teeth.
"Bro, I get it, you have perfect teeth, leave me alone." You snort, pushing his face away. Yugyeom grabs your hand on his face and pulls it to his mouth. You freeze, unsure of what to do.
He licks your hand.
"Ew!" You squawk, pulling your hand away and wiping it on Yugyeom's shirt. "That's disgusting! I'm going downstairs to grab my phone, and you can sit there and think about what you've done for five minutes."
You stand up abruptly on the roof, and stumble a little, trying to gain your balance. Yugyeom laughs, grabbing your arm and pulling you down onto his lap. Your ears are burning bright red, and Yugyeom wraps his arms around you. "Sorry," he chuckles, and you look at him out of the corner of your eye.
"Shut up," you hiss out halfheartedly, grabbing a granola bar to distract you from his closeness.
"You love me," Yugyeom declares, and you almost choke, but keep calm.
"Yeah, sure I do, dumbass." Nice save.
The two of you sit in silence for a while, and the meteor shower has started. You must have been there for a while; the meteors are becoming more noticeable. The popcorn is gone, the bin is set aside, and the granola bars are finished too. You had gotten up to grab popsicles, but once you came back, Yugyeom immediately dragged you into his lap once again. The popsicle sticks are inside the popcorn tub, having been finished a few minutes ago.
"I love you," Yugyeom says absentmindedly, arms tightening around your waist. What. Your head turns to look at Yugyeom subconsciously, and your mouth drops open. Yugyeom blushes but stares at you right back. "I said what I said. I love you."
You shift on Yugyeom's lap to fully face him. "What brought this about, Yugyeomie?" He just sighs, resting his forehead in the crook of your neck.
"Do you love me back?" You rest your hand on Yugyeom's hair. He recently dyed it back to black, having been silver for a few months, so it's a little wiry.
"I don't know what kind of 'love' you mean, Yugy. Platonic love, or romantic?" He groans, and you can feel the vibrations in your collarbone. You hold back a chuckle at the tickling sensations. Now would not be a good time to laugh.
"Romantic." The word comes out of Yugyeom like a whisper. You hum and kiss his temple gently.
"I love you too." Yugyeom lifts his head up so fast, he almost knocks you in the face with it.
"Really?" You don't miss the way his eyes are sparkling as he takes in what you said. You nod, and Yugyeom grins so brightly, you think the meteors have got nothing on him. "Can I kiss you?" You nod once again, but before you can even finish the motion, Yugyeom's lips are on yours.
His lips are chapped, but you don't care, kissing him back. He tastes like the chocolate popsicle he just ate, and you vaguely think about buying him some chapstick. That thought is immediately squashed when you feel his hands come to rest on your face. He's gentle, brushing your cheekbones with his thumbs and moving his mouth only the bare minimum.
You two kiss for what seems like hours but is only a few minutes. When you two finally pull apart, the meteor shower has just peaked. Yugyeom presses a kiss to the top of your head. "The next meteor shower comes in seventy-five years. Let's make a promise to watch it together again," you tell him, and Yugyeom agrees with a hum and another kiss to your head.
"I promise I will watch it with you, no matter what happens."
You'll hold him to that promise.
