#[hoshi]

[jeonsupershy]

you've worked so hard, thank you for everything🤍

[sleepyparalysisdmon]

SVT simping

Requested? Yes! 

Request: 'Can you do svt simping for you?'

Seungcheol

So obvious. At some point, he won’t even try to deny or hide it. Unabashedly into you and will say it to your face and anyone else’s, even if he flushes a little when he does. He pouts and sulks for literally everyone else, but it will be doubled with you. Really just wants all of your attention 24/7 even if he’s sometimes too proud to say so. Please simp back. 

Jeonghan

I’m sorry, but you will never catch him simping. He’s too smooth for that. It’s all smug looks and cool exteriors when he’s around you. But if only anyone knew that he has notifications on for all of your socials when you post. Or has set his phone to vibrate or ring differently when it’s you that reaches out to him so he’s sure not to miss it. Or knows your phone number by heart in case something ever happens to his phone and he loses it. Will firmly deny any of these simping allegations if they’re brought to his attention. 

Joshua

Have you ever opened a door for yourself? Or pulled your own chair out? Or buckled your own seatbelt? I know, I know, he’s truly just a gentleman, but he works overtime on it when it comes to you. I don’t think anyone can even make fun of him for it because he wouldn’t pay attention to any teasing anyway. He’s way too busy seeing what you need next. 

Jun

Does not hear anyone else when you’re talking in a conversation. In fact, gets a little irritated if someone else is talking too long and keeping him from hearing your voice. Will absolutely not be subtle when he turns to you and goes, “oh well, anyway, what were you saying?” Just to make it your turn again. 

Hoshi

The opposite of Jun. Sometimes does not hear a word you say. His eyes glaze over, too busy looking at your features. He really, really tries sometimes to listen, but if he gets distracted a lot of the noise is muffled by his own internal screaming of ‘what do you mean they’re talking to me?? What do you mean they’re mine???’ Down bad. 

Wonwoo

Ooo talk about preferential treatment. I have this image that Mingyu could ask him to go do something with him and he’ll flat out say no, but five minutes later you ask him to do the very same thing and he’ll get a little heart-eyed and say sure. Makes Mingyu’s head explode and the whole group chat will know just how down bad Wonu is, but he’s totally unfazed by it. 

Woozi

No one will ever know if it’s in a public facet. Super private about it, but in said private setting, someone might witness him babying you and waiting on you, calling you sweet nicknames, all with a super cheesy smile. It really warms his group members hearts if they ever see it so they’ll never say anything bad about it. Plus, they’re scared of him so…

DK

There was never any doubt that he was a simp. Might as well tell you, ‘I’m a simp’. Glued to your side and hooked on your every word. If his group members, or even you, say something about it, he’ll smile and nod, going ‘uh huh. What about it?’ Permanent heart eyes. 

Mingyu

Might try to be strong, but will fail miserably. Might try to deny the simping allegations from his group members and might even pout about it, because he is not a simp!!! But then you call or come up to him and say ‘Mingyu, can you help me with this?’ And he’s flying out of his seat. Really, all you have to do is need him and he’s folding, accepting any teasing that is most certainly coming his way. 

Minghao

Another subtle one, but it’s still definitely there. It’s in how he chooses to spend his free time with you instead of by himself or with his group members and other friends. But the dead giveaway is how he looks at you when you talk. You know how Jeonghan might get a little gaslighty sometimes? Minghao will definitely take a page out of his book, saying ‘I have no idea what you’re talking about, it’s rude to not look at someone when they talk.’ Super soft about you and tries to be super secretive about it. 

Seungkwan

It is so obvious with how he lets you get away with anything. Did something embarrassing? He will eventually let you live it down. Call him when he is busy? Acts irritated and is far from it. You cheat at a game with Jeonghan? He’s not even that mad because you look happy to have won, albeit unfairly. The members will call him out for it sometimes and he’ll turn his wrath to them instead. They will never get away with anything if they directly address his simping behavior. 

Vernon

Now I think he might like a pretty significant amount of alone time. So it’s a huge sign for his group members when he spends most of that time usually reserved for alone time with you instead. It’s the days off that he’ll spend sun up to sun down with you doing whatever. Or the late night phone calls that last hours while he wears a bit of a dopey smile. If his group members call him a simp, he’ll shrug and say okay. Totally unbothered to be that. 

Chan

Totally obvious by how he never lets you breathe. Constantly drowning you in physical affection and compliments. Will look a little faint if you ever seem shy about any of this, but especially if you dish it out as well. I know I said this earlier, but please simp back. It would annoy his group members so much!!!

[seungcheorry]

nothing pains soonyoung more than the scene right in front of him.

he always thought he was tough enough to deal with things, even when he had a hard time he knew he could overcome it; but that crumbled the moment he held his daughter for the first time.

nothing mattered anymore, he knew he was ready to risk literally everything at all for her. so to see her know, laying in bed with her pretty, chubby face - his genetics - all red because of a fever, it just breaks his heart entirely.

"should we take her to the doctor again?", he asks you for the nth time.

"only if we can't get rid of this fever", you sigh, eyes tired for staying up all night with her. soonyoung isn't so different. "the medicine should kick in at any minute now."

"what if it doesn't?"

"it will, soonyoung."

he watches as you get up from her bed, kissing her forehead as she doesn't even move - he's so used to seeing her running around the house, screaming at the top of her lungs, calling him in the middle of the day just to ask when is he coming home to her. it's strange.

"i know you're worried", you say, wrapping your arms around his waist. "but i promise you she's gonna be fine."

"she... she never got sick like this, not even when she was a baby", his shoulders are slumped down.

"i know. but she's tough, she's gonna get better."

as if on cue, the girl shifts ever so slightly in her bed, red eyes looking straight to soonyoung.

"appa...", she calls weakly, her little hand raising in his direction.

it's not a request, but even if it was, she wouldn't need to repeat it - soonyoung is beside her in a second, laying with her and resting his own hand on her belly, where the whole problem apparently was.

"i'm here, peanut", he whispers to her. "i'll always be."

[untilthesunrises]

i love chaotic hoshi LMAOO him just coming in w/o warning and apparently just having a house key is #real of him. anyways i hope his hangover wasn't too bad...poor woozi i hope he's getting his satisfaction's worth for the repeated event rip

Could you do #2 with bf!woozi and gf!reader maybe dealing with a drunk hoshi hahaha it would be so sweet if they take care of their tiger son but you know Jihoon will gripe the entire time 💖💖💖thank you!!

11:38 PM

pairing: jihoon x reader | wc: 1.1k prompt: “Why is there a drunk man sleeping in the bathtub?” a/n: live love the bring it duo <3

The evening was quieter than usual, the kind of stillness that made even the faintest sounds feel amplified. The low hum of the refrigerator filled the apartment, a steady backdrop to the soft clicks of Jihoon’s laptop keys from the dining table. You were sprawled on the couch, scrolling absentmindedly through your phone. Outside, the distant murmur of city life filtered through the windows, but inside, it felt like time had slowed to a comfortable crawl.

Jihoon sat hunched over at the table, his silhouette framed by the warm glow of the desk lamp. The light spilled across his face, highlighting the furrow of his brow and the faint pout of his lips, a testament to his focus. He was engrossed in whatever he was working on, one hand typing while the other rubbed at his temple as if trying to fend off exhaustion.

You glanced at him, the quiet rhythm of his movements oddly soothing. The soft flicker of the television filled the space, but the show playing had long faded into the background. It was one of those nights where words weren’t necessary—a rare, precious quiet shared between you.

Then came the sound that shattered the calm.

A loud thud echoed from the bathroom, followed by a muffled giggle that was unmistakably Soonyoung’s. The sudden disruption made you freeze mid-scroll, your head snapping toward the source of the noise. Jihoon didn’t even look up. Instead, he let out a sigh so heavy it could have knocked over a lamp, rubbing his temples like a man on the brink of surrender.

“Not again,” he muttered, the weariness in his voice tinged with a resigned kind of irritation.

You couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. By now, these interruptions were almost routine, and though Jihoon’s exasperation was palpable, there was a trace of reluctant affection in the way he shook his head.

Setting your phone aside, you got to your feet, your footsteps soft against the wooden floors as you made your way toward the bathroom. The air was cool, the faint smell of lavender soap drifting from the nearby shelves. When you reached the doorway, the sight that greeted you was both amusing and baffling.

There, sprawled inelegantly in the bathtub, was Soonyoung. His legs dangled over the side at an awkward angle, his arms flopped like a ragdoll’s. His shirt was half-tucked into his pants, the other half sticking out like a rebellious flag. His hair was a chaotic mess, as if he’d lost a battle with the wind, and his face was split into a dopey grin even in his half-asleep state. He snored softly, the sound punctuated by the occasional hiccup.

A quiet laugh escaped you, the absurdity of the scene making it impossible to hold back.

Jihoon’s voice drifted from behind you, low and unimpressed. “Why is there a drunk man sleeping in the bathtub?”

Turning, you found him leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. His frown was as sharp as ever, but the faintest flicker of amusement danced in his eyes, betraying his attempt at stoicism.

You shook your head, stepping closer to the tub and brushing a stray lock of hair from Soonyoung’s face. “Looks like he decided this was a good spot for a nap. You know how he gets when he’s had one too many.”

Jihoon scoffed, his gaze flicking from you to the snoring mess in the tub. “I don’t care how he gets. This is ridiculous. Who falls asleep in a bathtub?”

“Apparently, he does,” you replied, a small grin curling at the corners of your lips.

There was something oddly endearing about Soonyoung, even in this state. His carefree spirit had a way of turning the mundane into the unforgettable, even if it often came at the expense of everyone’s peace.

Jihoon sighed again, stepping into the bathroom with the reluctance of someone who knew he was about to be roped into something he’d rather avoid. He crouched next to you, his gaze fixed on Soonyoung’s face with a mix of irritation and reluctant fondness.

“If he wakes up and tries to start dancing, I swear—”

“Let’s just get him out of here before he does,” you interrupted, gently nudging Soonyoung’s shoulder. He stirred slightly, mumbling something incoherent, but otherwise remained dead to the world.

Jihoon groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Why do I feel like I’m going to be the one carrying him?”

You glanced at him, your smile softening. “Because you’re you. And you secretly love him.”

Jihoon shot you a glare, but his lips twitched, threatening to betray him. “I love you, not him. He’s a mess.”

Laughing, you moved to help him as the two of you carefully maneuvered Soonyoung out of the tub. His limbs were uncooperative, and he leaned heavily on Jihoon, who muttered curses under his breath the entire time. Despite the complaints, there was an ease to Jihoon’s movements, a familiarity in the way he supported Soonyoung’s weight.

By the time you reached the couch, Jihoon’s irritation had melted into something softer, his expression somewhere between exhausted and amused. You draped a blanket over Soonyoung, who promptly curled into it like a contented cat, his snores filling the room once more.

Jihoon straightened, crossing his arms as he surveyed the scene. “How is he this much of a disaster and still lovable?”

You stepped beside him, slipping your hand into his and giving it a gentle squeeze. “He’s just Soonyoung. We’ve got to take care of him, especially when he can’t take care of himself.”

Jihoon glanced down at your intertwined hands, his frown softening. “You’re too nice for your own good.”

“Maybe,” you teased, leaning into his shoulder. “But you’re not as grumpy as you like to pretend.”

Jihoon snorted, his arm instinctively wrapping around you. “I’m still not carrying him to bed.”

You grinned up at him. “Fair. But you already carried him this far, so I think you’re winning the best friend award tonight.”

Jihoon rolled his eyes but didn’t pull away, his warmth seeping into you as the two of you stood there, the chaos of the evening settling into an odd kind of calm. It wasn’t perfect, but it was home. And that was enough.

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[fy-wonwoo]

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Big Congrats to them! Here's the outstanding winner!🏆

VSIA ALBUM OF THE YEAR with SEVENTEENTH_HEAVEN

VISA ARTIST OF THE YEAR

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[daisymbin]

hi! could you do fluff prompt #37 with hoshi but its yn who brings hoshi flowers AAAAAAAAAA maybe because yn knows how hard this cb has been for hoshi so they surprise him with flowers after practice ><

WHY IS THIS CUTE!!!!! thank you for requesting lovely 🤍

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fluff prompt #37: "you brought me flowers? just because?"

soonyoung was getting frustrated. he had been trying to nail down the choreography for the last hour, but it wasn’t clicking. his movements were stiff, and the steps felt off. it wasn’t even about the difficulty of the routine—he was just getting too worked up over the smallest things. his temper was hot, his mind too cluttered to focus.

mingyu and seungkwan were there too, leaning against the wall and watching him with amused looks. neither of them said anything, knowing well that interrupting soonyoung when he was in this mood was a terrible idea.

just as soonyoung was about to shout in frustration, the door to the practice room opened. he watches as you stepped in, carrying a small bouquet of bright flowers, and the atmosphere immediately shifted.

soonyoung stopped mid-movement, his eyes snapping to the flowers in your hands. his irritation faded for a split second, replaced by a flash of confusion. who’s giving her flowers? he thought, his chest tightening. is it her crush?

he stared at you for a moment, his gaze slightly narrowing. “who gave those to you?” he asked, his tone a little more annoyed than usual, though he tried to mask it.

you blinked, taken aback by the question. “uh... no one,” you said softly, holding the bouquet out toward him. “i got them for you.”

for a moment, soonyoung didn’t know how to process that. “for me?” his voice was barely above a whisper as he looked at the flowers, then back to you. “why?”

his ears began to burn a little, the tips turning a shade of red that was impossible to hide. he wasn’t used to this, to being the center of your attention like this. he could feel his heart racing slightly as he tried to make sense of it. why would you get me flowers?

“just because,” you replied with a shrug, offering him a soft smile.

soonyoung stared at the flowers again, the blush creeping further across his cheeks. “you... got me flowers? just because?” his voice dropped, quieter now, a little more vulnerable. he could feel his own heart hammering in his chest.

before you could respond, mingyu, ever the troublemaker, jumped in with a grin plastered on his face. “you got soonyoung hyung flowers? what about me? what about us? we want flowers too!"

"they're just flowers, friends can give each other flowers! calm down." you answered, trying to calm your hammering heart.

seungkwan chimed in, barely able to contain his laughter. “just flowers? just because? this is a whole new level of romance,”

soonyoung’s eyes widened, and his ears turned even redder as he shot both of them a glare. “shut up,” he mumbled, his words barely audible. he was trying to keep his composure, but it was hard with mingyu and seungkwan giving him no mercy.

you, on the other hand, felt your stomach twist with nerves. you had no idea what was going on, but it sounded like they were making fun of you. was it that obvious? you thought, trying not to fidget with your hands. maybe bringing him flowers wasn’t such a good idea after all.

soonyoung, still flustered and now very much aware of how loud mingyu and seungkwan were being, took a deep breath and finally looked back at you. “thanks... really. i, uh... i appreciate it.”

you gave him a small smile, but you could feel the tension between you two. “no problem,” you said, shifting awkwardly. “well, i’ve got some errands to run. i should go.”

as you turned to leave, soonyoung’s eyes followed you, his mind racing. what am i doing? he thought. just tell her you like her already, you idiot.

mingyu and seungkwan shared a knowing look, and as soon as the door clicked shut behind you, they wasted no time.

“you’re such an idiot,” mingyu said, his voice dripping with teasing. “how much more obvious can it be? flowers? just because? come on.”

seungkwan snorted. “seriously, how can you not see it? she brought you flowers, you’ve gotta make a move, or she’s gonna think you’re either completely stupid & clueless or you just don't have feelings for her.”

soonyoung’s face was burning now, his fists clenching at his sides. “i know, okay? it’s not that simple.”

mingyu rolled his eyes. “it’s not that complicated, you just need to get your act together. you’re lucky she even likes you.”

soonyoung didn’t say anything more. he was too embarrassed to admit just how nervous he was about the whole thing. he didnt want to admit that something as simple as flowers got to him, but something in him clicked, and without another word, he turned and rushed for the door.

he dashed down the stairs, his mind made up in an instant.

you were just outside the building, walking down the street with your head slightly lowered. soonyoung caught sight of you and nearly tripped in his haste to catch up. “hey!” he called out, his voice breathless. “wait up!”

you stopped and turned to face him, eyes wide. “soonyoung? did i leave something behind?”

he ran a hand through his hair, trying to compose himself. "no, uh," he took a deep breath, then blurted out the question he had been dying to ask. “do you have time tonight? for dinner? and maybe a movie?” his eyes shifted to yours, trying to read your expression.

you blinked, caught off guard by the suddenness of his words. “dinner and movie? like... outside?"

he nodded quickly, his nervousness creeping back in. “yeah, like... outside.”

your eyes flicked between him and the ground, trying to process what was happening. “like... a date?”

soonyoung’s heart skipped a beat, and he nodded again, more confident now as a smile creeps onto his face, “yeah. like, a date.”

[wagon-and-sword]

@chilli-saucee

hoshi visiting woozi's birthday live and giving him a gift 🥹 (translation 1, 2)

[saythenameritwika]

SEVENTEEN WON ALBUM OF THE YEAR AND ARTIST OF THE YEAR 😭😭😭 THEY WON FIVE AWARDS AT MAMA 2024 😭😭😭😭 THEY WON TWO DAESANGS 😭😭😭😭 I AM SO PROUD OF THEM 😭😭😭😭 🩷🩵

[babygirldokyeom]

So beautiful dokyeom 🫶

[thepoopdokyeomtouched]

Tomorrow there's going to be seventeen performing in MAMA and the awards will be distributed by live voting

So please vote for woozi to gift him daesang

Im manifesting so hard rn

[sleepyparalysisdmon]

SVT with a high-maintenance partner

Requested? Yes! 

Request: 'Hi, could you write svt's reaction to a high maintenance partner?'

Would expect nothing less - Seungcheol, Joshua, Woozi, Seungkwan 

If you aren’t high maintenance when you get together, you will have some high-maintenance tendencies in no time. You have an extension of his card in your wallet with specific instructions to not worry about the price. I think he’d also notice if you aren’t maintaining something you usually do, not because it’s expected, but because he knows you prefer it a certain way and wonders why it’s not that way. Like, if he notices you haven’t gotten your nails done in a while and they’re chipped or some have popped off, he’s saying something like, ‘baby, go treat yourself and get your nails done tomorrow, okay?’ Really wants you to know you don’t have to want for anything and don’t need his permission. 

Absolutely entertains it - Jeonghan, Hoshi, DK, Minghao, Chan

Might not necessarily be high maintenance himself and might even tease you sometimes about your high maintenance preferences, but trust that the designer handbag or new piece of jewelry still shows up for you on occasion. Also notices when you aren’t maintaining something, not because he expects you to, but because he wants you to be happy. So he’ll suggest going out for the day to do a few things and it’s not a total shock when you end up at the nail salon while he waits patiently for you to be done so he can pay. 

The ‘okay, baby, whatever makes you happy’ - Jun, Wonwoo, Mingyu, Vernon

His eyes might glaze over at the level of preference you have for things sometimes. Don’t get me wrong, he supports it and wants you to be happy, but he would absolutely not say or do anything if you don’t maintain something in particular. Zero expectation for you to look or act a certain way, but if you say that’s what you like, he thinks ‘okay, go for it’. Also has no qualms about paying for a few things to make your life easier, but he might not think to offer it as much as the above groups. 

[vindicated-truth]

Artists Against AI

In an era when artificial intelligence (AI) is alarmingly encroaching on creativity and copyright, SEVENTEEN are artists who are blatantly, loudly, and immovably protesting against the use of AI, precisely through their own artistry—unquestionably declaring their stance through music of their own creation.

In their award-winning performance of their song "Maestro" at the 2024 Mnet Asian Music Awards (MAMA), where they were awarded the daesang (grand prize) for Album of The Year and Artist of The Year, they open their stage with this:

A robot acts as the conductor that SEVENTEEN and their dancers seemingly try to follow, yet it is clear that the resulting music is discordant and everything is in disharmony.

It is here that S.COUPS, SEVENTEEN's General Leader, steps forward and grabs the baton from the robot, declaring without a doubt who the real Maestro of that stage should be.

The Two Captains then follow suit, with S.COUPS now relinquishing the baton to Performance Team Leader HOSHI, who now takes centerstage as is his command, as Vocal Team Leader and Producer WOOZI reclaims control of the music as he plays on the piano.

HOSHI is now the real Maestro of the stage, WOOZI the real Maestro of the music, and S.COUPS the real Maestro of the group and their rapt audience.

SEVENTEEN's three leaders will always be the only ones the members will follow.

Here, they declare without a doubt who the real Maestro are:

It will always, always be human creators.

You can watch the full performance here.

[akeminy]

My🖤

[fy-wonwoo]

241124 hoshi weverse update: 13 people♥️

[foreverfanbot]

Boy I cried my eyes out today! So happy for them.

[daisymbin]

can i request for hoshi + 8 was anything real between us?

also happy ending plss 🥹

of course 🥰 thank you for requesting!!!

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angst prompt #8: "was anything real between us?"

soonyoung couldn’t stop watching you. it had been like that for the past few weeks—your laugh no longer making his heart race the way it used to, your touch no longer feeling like a spark. you were slipping away from him, and no matter how many times he tried to convince himself it was just a phase, the truth gnawed at him like a bitter taste.

the two of you had always been in this strange, limbo space—something more than just friends, but never quite enough to call it a relationship. late-night calls, inside jokes, and lazy mornings spent tangled in each other’s arms. soonyoung had always enjoyed it, always hoped it could be more. he’d wanted it to be more.

but you were pulling away. slowly, almost imperceptibly, but it was there. you didn’t laugh at his jokes as much, didn’t touch him the same way anymore, and lately, it felt like every time you two hung out, you were rushing to leave, making excuses to cut your time short.

tonight was supposed to be different. it was supposed to be just the two of you, sharing dinner at his place, like old times. but as the night wore on, he felt it again—the distance. you were quieter than usual, distant in a way that made him anxious. he tried to brush it off, tried to chalk it up to you having a bad day, but deep down, he knew something was wrong.

as you stood up from the table, gathering your things, he felt his heart sink. “are you leaving already?” he asked, his voice low, the hurt creeping in before he could stop it.

“yeah, i—i have work tomorrow,” you mumbled, not meeting his eyes as you zipped your bag shut. “i should get going.”

“no, wait,” soonyoung's voice cracked desperately, standing up quickly, his hand reaching out to grab your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. “why are you acting like this?” his voice was soft but filled with confusion, his eyes searching yours. “what’s wrong? why have you been so cold lately?”

you froze, your chest tightening. you knew exactly why. the more you fell for him, the more you realized this… this wasn’t going anywhere. you had tried to convince yourself otherwise, told yourself that things were fine, but it hurt too much to keep pretending. it hurt to realize you’d fallen in love with someone who couldn’t see you the way you needed him to.

but you couldn’t tell him that. not when your heart was already breaking just thinking about it.

“nothing’s wrong,” you muttered, avoiding his gaze as you pulled your wrist gently from his grasp. “i just have a lot on my mind, okay?”

“no,” soonyoung’s voice hoarse, desperation in his words as he took a step closer to you, his hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. “don’t lie to me,” his thumb brushed softly over your skin, his eyes searching yours, pleading for an answer. “you’re not the same. you’ve been distant. have i done something wrong? did i hurt you?”

you shook your head, taking a shaky breath, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. “no, you didn’t hurt me, soonyoung. i just…” your voice trailed off, the words too hard to say. how could you explain that the more you let yourself care about him, the more you realized this was nothing but a dead-end?

“you just what?” he pressed, his grip on your cheek tightening ever so slightly, the vulnerability in his eyes evident. “tell me what’s going on, because i can’t stand this. i can’t stand not knowing why you’re pulling away from me.”

your heart pounded in your chest as you finally met his eyes. “soonyoung…” your voice was barely a whisper, the words too difficult to say out loud. you had been avoiding them for so long, afraid that once you said them, everything would fall apart. “i’m scared.”

soonyoung frowned, his thumb still brushing over your cheek. “scared of what?”

“scared that this… this thing between us isn’t real,” you choked out, the tears finally escaping. “we’re just… we’re just stuck in this weird place, and i can’t do it anymore. i love you, soonyoung, but i don’t think you love me back the same way. i don’t think you ever will.”

the silence between you two stretched out, heavy and suffocating. soonyoung’s eyes widened, his mouth parting slightly as he processed your words. “what… what are you talking about?” his voice was low, almost broken. “i love you. i love you so much.”

you shook your head, a tear slipping down your cheek. “no, soonyoung, you don’t. not in the way i need you to.”

he stepped back, his hand falling from your cheek, and for a moment, he looked lost. hurt. “so that’s it? you're not even going to try? you’re just going to walk away?”

your chest ached. “i don’t want to, but—”

“was anything real between us?” soonyoung interrupted, his voice raw, his eyes searching yours desperately for an answer. “was it all just some game to you? did you ever care about me? because i’ve been in love with you, for so long, and i thought… i thought we were building something real.”

you felt like you couldn’t breathe. the words you’d been holding back, the things you were so afraid to say, were coming out now, and it felt like your heart was being ripped out of your chest. “i’m sorry,” you whispered, choking on your own tears. “i didn’t know what else to do.”

soonyoung took a step forward, his hand gently cupping your face, his thumb wiping away the tears. “i love you,” he said again, his voice softer now. “i love you, and i want to make this work. so stop running from me.”

you looked into his eyes, the weight of his words sinking in. and suddenly, everything became clear. the fear, the doubt, the pain—it was all a reflection of your own insecurities. soonyoung had never stopped loving you. he had always been there, always wanted you.

and you had never really given him the chance to show you.

“i love you, too,” you whispered, your voice trembling. “i’m sorry for pushing you away.”

soonyoung smiled, the relief flooding his features as he pulled you into a tight embrace, holding you like he never wanted to let go. “then let’s make this work, okay? no more running away from each other.”

you nodded, burying your face in his chest, the warmth of his arms around you making everything feel right again.