#... one must imagine seungkwan happy . please

[lenteur]

bestie level?!?!?! please i might cry this is so sweet :( it was really fun to do! it was a work secret santa but we weren't given a list of what our person liked, we kinda had to just buy them something we thought they would like 🫶 luckily i had one if my best friends as mine and she was easy to buy for so i got her a candle and some dog socks!! 💞 i'll be making you a gifset 💖

they definitely are two very different people but sometimes those friendships can be so precious too 🖤 oh my god it's so HARD to just not bias the whole group!!!! 😡 i feel like lately wonwoo is about to slip into the bias list and i'm not prepared 😂

ahhh you're most welcome. the carat family is possibly the nicest fandom, everyone's so kind, and i'm so shy when it comes to making new friends because i struggle with anxiety but i've made some of the coolest friends in the carat family 🫶 i always make the mistake of listening to that song in public bc i really just want to start dancing in the middle of the street 😂

i think hao's lives are my favourite to watch, he's chill and i enjoy a nice live to watch when i'm not at my best ❤️

you can't not love seungkwan! i see a little bit of myself in him. there's a compilation of him on youtube of him getting angry and in one of the clips hoshi is saying he's the mafia and seungkwan looks like he's about to beat him up and it's just so funny 😭

oh my god that whole video is so cute 🖤 she's so so pretty 😭 tbf i would definitely be super shy around her too :((( bless your heart, you're so so sweet 🫶🧡

svt are just one of those groups where every single gose episode has you in fits of laughter 😂

a few of my favourite episodes are;

https://youtu.be/7-RbcrWTth4 - this is one of their mafia games, it's a two part. it's just so funny how SERIOUS hoshi gets in trying to figure out who the mafias are 😂

https://youtu.be/d1Tjh0mJBZU - i don't even know what to say about this tbh. it's just....chaos 😂 also a two part!

https://youtu.be/ncgd8GfklT0 - two part ❤️ again..... complete chaos 😭

https://youtu.be/hxTGug0k39s - the worst thing about svt is that i wanna play all of these games with them !!!! 😭 this one is a three part :)

https://youtu.be/XbNcsgEX2jc - this is also a two part 😂

ENJOY 🖤 i can always send more!!! i apologise for the late reply, i always see my family on weekends 🧡

i always talk too much, it's why i send big asks 🫶 i'm happy you're okay with long asks!!! ❤️

hi bestie 💞 thank you so much for answering so thoroughly ❤️ i appreciate it a lot (x3) first of all, i don't want you to apologise/worry about not answering quickly. i'd rather you spend time doing things you love than being here and feeling pressured to do things 💖

ooh! was it not difficult though? i mean being your best friend's secret santa hehe ^^' i can't imagine the stress of not getting caught/not letting too many clues out. btw the dog socks must have been the cutest thing ever. i'm sure she liked it a lot!

[big sigh] i feel the same about the bias thing in seventeen. i just finished watching all the gose episodes you recommended and i think my bias changed at least 25 times 😂😂😂

yes! carats are some of the chillest people i've ever seen. i think when you're a seventeen fan, they kind of rub off on you in a way. i mean the guys are so funny and (AJU) nice. it's only natural they attract people with the same mindset and personality 💗 also, all their interactions with other groups/idols are super wholesome :( like they make them feel like a part of the group 💘 sorry, i'm getting a little emotional rn

tbh seungkwan is one of the only people (along with the rest of seventeen) capable of making me smile so big :D there's a reason why a lot of people like and bias him 💟 i've known him from his variety show appearances and he's one of the funniest people on this planet. and what i like about him is that he's still super nice and friendly 🤍 anyway seungkwan is love, seungkwan is the friend we all dream to have

oh trust me when i say ahn sohee is one of the most beautiful women ever 😭 plus she's so sweet 😭 what's there not to like about her? tell me!

like i said, i've just finished watching all the gose episodes. it took me all day but it was SO worth it 💓 i haven't laughed like that in a long long time. they're all comedians at this point. they should add that to their resume. you can see how strong their friendship is because filming that many videos and still being able to bounce off of each other and make each other laugh... that's a strong friendship 💞 and they manage to catch your attention every single time! thank you so so much for the recs 💞 they made my day. bonus points for hao's outfit in the second part of that last video (playground). it's super duper cute.

you never have to worry about sending long asks with me because i really like reading them 💓

[blu-joons]

When Their Family Loves You ~ Seventeen Reaction

S.Coups:

His smile grew as he walked through the front door and saw your eyes turn back to greet him, noticing his awkwardness. “You’re going to hate me,” he frowned, “but my parents have invited us round for dinner tonight.”

As your eyebrows knitted together, his heart sunk. “I thought we were going to go to that new restaurant in the city?”

“I know,” he whispered, “but they were so desperate to see you again, I just couldn’t say no to them. They really like having you around Y/N, as often as they possibly can.”

“It’s alright, I understand,” you assured him.

He reached across to take a hold of your hand, “I promise that we can go to the restaurant tomorrow, I really appreciate you making the effort for them.”

“If your parents like me, I have to make sure I keep it that way,” you smirked, “dinner can wait for another night, but your family definitely can’t.”

“You’re the best,” he smiled, “thank you for being so understanding for me.”

“It’s fine, I love time with your parents too.”

Jeonghan:

As his grandmother walked through the house ready to greet the two of you, Jeonghan opened up his arms ready to greet her, only for her to walk straight through to you. “Is your grandson invisible?” He questioned her.

She glanced back at him as she pulled away from you, “it’s just been a while since I had the chance o see Y/N, that’s all.”

“I’m your grandson,” he reminded her, throwing his arms around her fragile frame, “I better not be second best to Y/N otherwise I might have to break up with her.”

“Don’t you even think about it,” she scolded.

Your smile grew at how quick she was to leap to your defence, “are you really going to throw a tantrum about the fact that your grandmother hugged me first?”

“I’m always the one that she hugs first,” he tried to protest, although the two of you barely paid attention to what he said. “Would you prefer me to?”

“Don’t be silly,” she laughed, “you should be pleased that I adore Y/N so much.”

“Not when she becomes your favourite I shouldn’t.”

Joshua:

You knew from the second you met Joshua’s grandfather especially that he was going to keep a close eye on you and take you under his wing. “Does Joshua take good care of you; I hope that I raised him right?” He asked you.

Your head nodded instantly, smiling across at him, “you raised him perfectly, he takes very good care of me, I promise.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” his father grandfather cheered, glancing between the two of you, “but you know if he ever steps out of line, you come straight to me and I’ll sort him out.”

“I don’t think I need to worry about that,” you laughed.

His eyebrows raised quizzically back across at you, “I know what this kid can be like, he’ll act all innocent, but I watched him grow up don’t forget.”

“Don’t make me sound bad,” Joshua whined, pleading across to his grandfather, “the last thing I need is for you to scare her off.”

“Am I scaring you off?” He asked you, “please do say if I am.”

“Not at all, it’s nice to know I can turn to you.”

Jun:

The time of the week when Junhui called his family was always the most important to him, hanging onto their every word. “I don’t suppose Y/N is there, is she?” His mother suddenly asked midway through their conversation.

Junhui stared back at her on the screen in disbelief, “you’re supposed to be talking to me right now, Y/N’s in the other room.”

“Please,” she cooed, “I just want to see how she’s getting on. I’m still talking to you, it would just be nice to check in with Y/N as well, see how you’re doing as a couple.”

“You’re just digging a bigger hole,” Junhui called out.

As he walked into your office, you were surprised to see him stood in the doorway, telling you what was going on. “Are you sure she wants to see me?”

“She’s practically begging me to come and get you,” he huffed, “either she really hates talking to me, or she loves talking to you.”

“I hope it’s the first,” you teased, “I guess I’ve got five minutes to spare.”

“You’re a lifesaver, thank you for doing this.”

Hoshi:

When the mention of a family photo came, you quickly stood to one side, offering to take the camera and the photo of Soonyoung and his family. “No way,” a voice called out from the back, “Y/N, you are part of our family too.”

Your head shook as Soonyoung stared across at you, “I’m alright just taking the photo, I’m not really family just yet.”

“Yes, you are,” his uncle called out, stepping out from the family, “now, come on, we can’t take a photo without the whole family. Stand by Soonyoung and he’ll show you the way.”

“As long as you’re sure,” you timidly responded to him.

Soonyoung held his hand out to pull you into his side, “now do you believe me when I tell you that my family see you as one of our own?”

“I do,” you shyly laughed, “I never imagined that they’d be so quick to jump in and make me feel so welcome in your family though.”

“They adore you,” Soonyoung smiled, “which makes me adore you so much more too.”

“I’m just relieved they all like me too.”

Wonwoo:

As soon as he walked through the front door of his parent’s home alone, he could feel the stares of several members of his family darting across to him. “Is Y/N not coming?” His aunt called out in disappointment.

Wonwoo looked across the room at her, “she had something come up, so she wasn’t able to make dinner this time around.”

“The poor thing,” his other aunt added, sharing her sympathies. “I was really looking forward to catching up with her again tonight, you’ve found yourself someone great in Y/N too.”

“You can still catch up with me,” he tried to remind them.

Both of them nodded at his suggestion, “and we will catch up with you, don’t worry, but it would be nice to see the two of you, not just one of you.”

“Sometimes I really do feel as if I’m second best to Y/N,” he laughed as he walked further into the room, “do all of you wish that Y/N was here?”

“It would’ve been nice,” his mum smiled, “but we’re grateful to see you at least.”

“Grateful? I guess that does the job.”

Woozi:

Your attention was caught as soon as you walked through the front door by a delicious smell that came from the kitchen. “Hi,” Jihoon smiled as he spotted you walking through to see what was going on in the kitchen.

You peered past his shoulder to see what he was doing, “something must be seriously wrong for you to be baking here.”

“Blame my parents,” he smirked, “you shouldn’t have enjoyed my mother’s dessert so much because she’s sent me the recipe so that I can make it myself, just for you.”

“Well, that was really kind of her,” you noted.

Jihoon’s head shook in rejection to your comment, “she knows that I can’t bake, there’s no way that I can make it as well as she did for you.”

“Can I help you then?” You asked, reaching past him to place one of the aprons around your neck, “together we can replicate it, can’t we?”

“I’m supposed to do this by myself,” he sighed, “she’ll just tell me that I failed.”

“She doesn’t have to know we made it together, does she?”

DK:

You could tell that something was wrong as Seokmin pulled you to one side at the family dinner, letting go of a heavy sigh. “What’s going on?” You quizzed as soon as the two of you had found some space with no one else around.

He frowned across at you, rolling his eyes at himself. “I just feel like everyone is ignoring me and talking to you a lot.”

“That’s not true,” you assured him, “they’re just making the effort to get to know me, I’m sure that they’re not intentionally ignoring you, they’re your family Seokmin.”

“Which is why they should be talking to me,” he grumbled.

You reached forwards and took a hold of his hand, “you’re overthinking all of this, they’re doing nothing wrong, and neither are you, it’s all fine.”

“I know I probably sound stupid,” he admitted in a quiet tone, “I guess I just didn’t think they’d get on with you as well as they do.”

“Is it a good thing?” You asked, “that they get on with me so well.”

“Of course, it makes me very happy to see.”

Mingyu:

He’d heard murmurs of your name around the table for most of the night as he attended his usual family dinner. “Where is she?” His mother asked once he eventually asked why you were such a hot topic for the evening.

He frowned back across at her, “she wasn’t able to make it, I didn’t realise it would be such a big deal for you all.”

“We like her,” his mother defended, trying to keep Mingyu calm, “we like seeing the two of you together, it’s been a while if I’m honest since I last saw you alone.”

“I know that you’re all big fans of her,” he frowned.

Several heads around the table nodded, “you’ve done well for yourself Mingyu, you should be pleased that we’ve all taken such a liking to Y/N.”

“I am glad you all like her, but you all seem more disappointed that she’s not here than excited that I am her,” he informed them all.

“Don’t be silly,” his mum laughed, “we’re all thrilled to see you.”

“It’s about time you told your faces that.”

The8:

Minghao was unable to hide his smile as he passed you the card that had come through the front door a few moments prior. “What is it?” You questioned, unfolding the card to see that it was a wedding invitation.

He sat down beside you, “my cousin has invited us both to her wedding and written your name in massive letters too.”

“She must really want me to come,” you joked, “I have to admit your cousin was one of my favourites when I met them all. It means a lot that my name is even on the invite.”

“My family adore you; they want you to go,” he hummed.

You closed the invite back up, turning to face him with a smile. “Well, I can’t be letting them down, if you want me to go with you that is.”

“Absolutely, my family would kill me if I showed up to the wedding without you anyway,” he laughed, “I should probably send the RSVP.”

“I’m meeting her tomorrow,” you replied, “I’ll give it to her then.”

“I swear you see my family more than me sometimes.”

Seungkwan:

As you unwrapped the present that his parents had bought you for your birthday, you couldn’t help but stare down at it speechless. “It’s better than what I’ve got,” Seungkwan sighed as you lifted the jewellery from the box.

Your head shook. “That’s not true, I love what you bought me,” you quickly tried to assure him, “both presents are great.”

“They’ve never even spent that much on me for my birthday before,” he sighed, “my parents really must like you to spoil you as much as they have done.”

“Am I sensing a bit of jealousy in you?” You asked him.

His head shook, trying to keep himself together, “I just feel like my parents have even outdone me, I’m your boyfriend, I should buy you the best presents.”

“None of the presents matter to me,” you promised to him, “what matters to me is that I get to spend my birthday with you, and not the things you’ve bought.”

“You don’t have to make me feel any better,” he smiled, “I understand.”

“I’m being honest, I promise you, don’t stress.”

Vernon:

As you walked into his parent’s house, you were surprised when you saw a huge photo of you and Vernon up on the wall. “It’s big,” you whispered, taken aback by the large canvas you had no idea to expect.

“You’re not wrong,” Vernon whispered, equally confused as you were by the large print that was hung for all to see.

“You’ve seen it then,” his mother smiled, wondering where the two of you had gotten to, “what do you think? I just had to get the photo framed, it’s such a lovely one.”

“I’m sure all the visitors will definitely see it,” Vernon frowned.

His mother’s smile continued to grow beside the two of you, “I just wanted everyone to see how in love our son is and how great Y/N is too.”

“No one is able to miss when they walk into the house,” Vernon sighed, struggling to take it all in, “it really sends out a clear message.”

“That’s what I wanted,” she cheered, “people can see how happy the two of you are.”

“They’ll definitely be able to see that by the size of it.”

Dino:

When his father pulled him to one side, Chan knew he was in trouble, but he never quite imagined the trouble that it would be. “Your mother is gutted that Y/N couldn’t make it tonight,” he sternly told his son.

Chan could only shrug back at him, “I’m not really sure what you want me to do about that, Y/N’s just been busy.”

“She thinks you’ve fallen out,” his dad sighed, “maybe just go back in there and give her a bit of reassurance that things between you and Y/N are alright.”

“But they are, she doesn’t need assuring,” Chan groaned.

His father sighed, tapping his hand against Chan’s shoulder. “You know what she can be like sometimes, just humour me and calm her nerves.”

“Even if anything had happened between Y/N and I, it would be none of her business,” Chan fumed, turning back to walk into the living room.

“She loves her,” his father whispered, “it would break her heart if you separated.”

“It’s a good job that we’re not separating then.”

---

Masterlist

[because-of-a-friend]

Boyfriend!Mingyu Fluff

MASTERLIST

Coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | Minghao | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino

Thanks for the request @ajusquishy​ !!! I really hope you like it, thanks again for all the compliments on my writing! Feel free to request more! Reminder to everyone that this is a series I only do by request so if there’s one I haven’t written that you want, just request it! (Sorry this one took longer, I had long shifts at work and forgot I promised to do favors for some people)

You and Mingyu have been best friends almost your whole lives

You both met in elementary school

You were in different classes but the whole school got lunch and recess at the same time

You meet each other on the playground

And Gyu being the big puppy that he is, immediately starts whining to you about how he hasn’t made any friends in his class

And you eventually admit that you haven’t either

And then you quietly ask Mingyu if he wants to be friends

And he immediately hugs you and proclaims that he’ll love you forever

And you two have been friends ever since

You know that character trope everyone loves?

Gentle giant befriends a defensive person who’d kill anyone who so much as looks at the gentle giant the wrong way?

That’s you and Gyu 

He’s all fully trusting of others and bright smiles and sunshine and flowers 

And you’re all 

“That person said what to you??? I’m gonna go beat them up”

Truthfully most of your high school days are Mingyu dragging you away to stop you from fighting anyone who’s mean to him

But really since Mingyu is so trusting of everyone he meets 

You really have been taking care of him since you met him

Warding off people who try to take advantage of him, helping him with the favors he couldn’t say no to, and comforting him when his feelings get hurt

Usually you’re happy to do all of that for him because you care about Gyu so much and honestly you’d do anything for him

But one time your teacher asks Mingyu to help round up volunteers for garbage pickup 

And on the weekend you were planning to go to the beach with other friends

You get stuck on the side of the highway helping Gyu and your teacher pickup trash

You never let him live that one down

But even when you’ve graduated high school and started your 20s 

You’re still happy to help Mingyu with what he needs

It’s a bit different now with you being in university and Mingyu being an idol

But you’re also both so much more grown up and mature and understanding that it’s not just the two of you against the world anymore

You’ve made more friends and Mingyu has the boys

Who are all incredibly happy you’re around btw

Especially Coups who sometimes finds being a leader to twelve really stressful and is incredibly happy that Mingyu has someone to depend on even when he gets busy

But aside from all of that, not a lot changes between you and Gyu

Except

“Honestly, Woozi, I don’t know what I’d do without them, [Y/N]’s the kindest person I’ve ever met and I feel like they made me who I am and I honestly can’t even imagine life without them”

“It sounds like you’re in love with them Gyu”

And Mingyu’s like

*white guy blinking gif*

And he realizes that oh

He definitely is in love with you

And after that he’s just 

Suffering™

Because he is so completely infatuated with you

And you’re just like 

Oblivious™

And he starts convincing himself that you don’t feel the same way

“You don’t know until you tell them, though, Gyu.”

So Mingyu decides he’s gonna tell you

He hypes himself up

Dresses up really nice

Practices a speech in the mirror

Tries to ignore Seungkwan and Hoshi walking in every once in awhile to tease him

And heads over to your place 

And when he walks in

You’re...

Packing???

“Oh hey Gyu, I have big news”

He doesn’t want to assume the worst but he can feel his heart sink down to his feet

“You know that summer internship I applied for? The one abroad? I got it!”

You squeal excitedly and grab Gyu’s arms as you jump up and down

“Can you believe it? The whole summer overseas, interning at my dream job!!!”

“No, I can’t...”

“What are you so dressed up for? Do y’all have something important scheduled today?”

“Oh, uh, yeah”

“Bummer, I was gonna force you to help me pack”

Mingyu is distressed when he gets back home

What if he tells you and you get into a relationship but it starts off long distance and it’s too much and your relationship ends before it can even begin?

What if he doesn’t tell you and you meet someone while you’re there and it’s over for him?

He just lays face down in his bed the rest of the day, groaning and pulling at his hair

When the day comes for you to leave, he drives you to the airport

“Remember the time change when you try to call me, and make sure to keep me updated on how that new song is going, and tell Hoshi I said to be a little nicer when he’s teaching you the choreo and...”

You stop in your rant when you see Mingyu’s forlorn face

“Hey, it’s only three months-”

“Three months and two weeks” he pouts

“Three months and two weeks” you roll your eyes “But it’ll be over before you know it, I’ll be home soon!”

He nods before pulling you into a tight tight tight hug 

And you start to pull away but he just grabs onto you tighter so you just let him hold you for a minute

“I made you some snacks and stuff for the plane ride”

He hands you a bag before sending you off towards your gate

He waves until he can’t see you anymore

To be honest, you don’t really look inside the bag until you’ve already landed and reached the hotel you’re staying in

It’s because you know you’ll miss home and you wanted to have that with you when you were so far away 

So you pull out Mingyu’s snacks and chow down

Then you look through the bag to find the other things he packed

An extra pair of headphones bc you always forget yours

Some face masks

Other odds and ins

And a letter

You put the letter to the side, deciding to only read it when you really miss home

Which happens half way through your internship

You get back to your hotel room absolutely exhausted, thinking about how you’ve only made it halfway through

And you really really want to go home

Your employers told you they’d give you some time off

But you’re not sure you’re gonna take them up on their offer

You turn over in your bed and reach around to find the letter Mingyu had written you

You stare at your name written in his handwriting for a bit before opening it

It’s mostly a pretty standard letter

He tells you how much he’ll miss you

How great he thinks you’ll do at your internship

How nervous he is for their comeback

“I’ll give it my all but it won’t be the same since my heart will be across the sea”

You reread it five times thinking you must be misinterpreting it

But nope there it is

You decide to take the vacation days

Mingyu is nothing short of surprised when you show up to the dorm halfway through the summer

“Well you’re back early” 

“Oh I’m just here on my time off”

“Why’d you come here for your time off?? You were abroad, there were places you could’ve seen and-”

“Mingyu, I’m in love with you”

He stops dead in his tracks

“What?”

“I don’t think I realized it until I read your note but... I love you”

Time stops for Mingyu 

He doesn’t even realize it until

“Usually when people tell you they love you, some sort of response is expected”

“Oh right sorry”

He steps forward towards you and looks over your face

He forces you to look at him by pinching your chin between two fingers and guiding your face towards his

“I love you too”

Then he presses his lips softly against yours and kisses you slowly

As it turns out the long distance isn’t so bad once you go back to your internship 

You call as much as you can and send each other gifts

And once you get back

You two are inseparable

Like still the same duo as always

But with a lot more fluff added on top

Just smothering each other with affection

Constantly

“Mingyu please, [Y/N] has their own place, can’t y’all be gross and mushy there instead of at the dorm???”

“Quiet maknae”

Mingyu is elated to be your boyfriend

Like honestly he’s been waiting for this his whole life

He’s kind of clingy in a cute way

Every time you two see each other at the end of the day he runs to you to hug you and greet you

Since you two were already with each other 24/7 before you started dating

Your relationship is really easy

You know how to navigate arguments with each other well

You know each other’s habits

And favorite things

It was already a perfect situation with a beautiful love added on top

Mingyu isn’t always super open about his feelings

But sometimes at night when it’s super late

He’ll lay next to you and play with your hands as he quietly whispers his deepest feelings to you

You always take him seriously at times like this so he knows he can trust you and that he’s safe with you always

Like Hoshi, he’s a bit of a crier at times like this

He’s just so utterly happy to be with someone who cares for him so much and makes him feel so loved

So he can’t help but tear up when he tells you he loves you

Usually it’s during your late night talks

But sometimes it happens in the middle of the day

You’ll just be talking about something or cleaning the kitchen or doing something to entertain yourself and you’ll look over

And Mingyu will have a pout on his face and tears in his eyes

And you’re like ??????

“Babe what’s the matter???”

“I just love you a lot”

Cue the giant puppy pushing himself into your arms and burying his face in your neck

You two switch on being the little spoon quite often bc you both like being held by the other

There are some nights when you both want to be the little spoon and you’ll try to stand your ground but then he’ll act cute to convince you to let him be it

Cue knocking on the wall next to the bed

“Mingyu, [Y/N], please remember that this is a dorm housing twelve other people that don’t want to hear your disgustingly cute argument over who gets to be the little spoon”

“Oh god, Hoshi hyung, you heard that???”

Hoshi is bitter that y’all kept him up

But not bitter for his new material to blackmail Mingyu with lol

But you’re not the only one taking care of Mingyu

Mingyu does lots to take care of you

He remembers your allergies bc sometimes you forget and almost eat something that might set off a reaction

He’ll slap it out of your hand like you do when a baby picks something up off the floor and tries to put it in their mouth lol

When you’re stressed from classes he’ll stay up all night with you until you finish your homework

Even if he can’t help you with it, he’ll keep you company until it’s done

And he’ll make you lots of yummy food while you’re working on it

When you’re upset he’ll hold you while you cry/silently mull it over/rant about what’s happening

And he’ll massage your back and pet your head

Buys you lots of cheesy couple gifts

“Look [Y/N]! I bought us couple plushies for when I leave on tour”

“He stole that idea from me by the way”

“Shut UP maknae”

But he’s willing to do anything to make you happy

Like how you are for him

You two have a one in a million love story

[mieohmy]

𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋 | 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈

 original fic  → here (i recommend you read it first if you haven’t already to understand the story better!) 

PAIRING: CEO boss! jeon wonwoo x secretary! reader

GENRE: fluff, angst, humor, office au

WC: 3k 

update: final part can be found here !

❋

“Seungkwan that’s not it!!! I swear I looked through the whole desk, and I can’t find it.” You rub your face in frustration. 

It was an earring. Not that big of a deal since you weren’t really wearing it, but it was a gift from your father. So ....it was kind of a big deal. You may or may not have panicked for about 10 minutes before calling seungkwan over to help your search. 

“Did you drop it then? Maybe it’s on the ground or something,” seungkwan suggests. You both share a glance before dropping to the floor.

“I can’t believe we’re crawling on the ground like babies for an earring.” You huff from under your desk. “It’s a special earring. Please, just- ow!” Hissing in pain, you stumble out from under your desk where you just hit your head. 

Seungkwan looks over at you, unimpressed. “Now that’s funny.” “I just- Seungkwan, seriously?!” You scrunch your face in pain after gently touching your forehead. “Can you check if there’s a mark?” 

Seungkwan rolls his eyes, muttering something under his breath before making his way to you. He leans in over you, inspecting your forehead. 

“Where? Here?” he presses on a spot. “Ouch! You idiot, don’t press on it,” you say, slapping his hand away. He’s about to respond when you hear someone call your name. 

Turning, you spot wonwoo. “CEO Jeon!!” seungkwan blurts out, bowing hastily. Wonwoo doesn’t say anything, standing there with a weird look on his face. You frown, is this deja vu or something? “Secretary y/n, what are you two doing?” The tone in his voice telling you he was clearly jealous. 

You had reassured him that you liked him and only him, but it was still funny endearing to you how jealous wonwoo could get. 

Fighting back a smile, you explain. “Wonwoo, we were just-“ 

“Wonwoo?!?!” seungkwan bursts out incredulously. “You call our CEO wonwoo now?” Cringing, you forgot how wonwoo insisted a million times for you to call him his regular name. You both decided on an agreement. Outside of work, you would call him his normal name but at the office, you firmly persisted in calling him formally, it just accidentally slipped out this time. 

You look at wonwoo, panicked, but he just shrugs and opens his mouth to speak. You being wilding gesturing behind seungkwan’s back to be quiet and mouthing don’t-! but it’s too late. “I guess you don’t know, Mr. Boo. Y/n and I are in a relationship.” 

Seungkwan lets out an incredulous gasp as you slap your face in defeat. He turns to you, and you prepare yourself, bracing. “You didn’t tell me ANYTHING?!?! This whole time I thought we were best friends, and you go and do this?!?” He inhales, about to go off again when wonwoo clears his throat. 

“Mr. Boo.” seungkwan freezes. “I’d rather you not blame y/n. We both decided to keep quiet for the sake of our jobs and us as well. You’d understand, right?” 

Seungkwan stiffly nods and bows, leaving but not before shooting you a dirty look that screams we’ll talk about this later.

You eventually explain everything to him, forcing him to keep it a secret that ended in you keeping seungkwan in a headlock until he promised. 

❋

It’s about a week after finally revealing the secret to seungkwan when you’re finishing up a document, the workday almost ending.

Once you finally close your laptop, a smile makes its way onto your face as you quickly pack up and make your way over to a familiar door.

Knocking, you push through the door, spotting him. Wonwoo gives you a small smile before looking back at his papers. You make your way over, resting your hands on his desk. “I’m about to go home. When are you leaving?” you say.

He furrows his eyebrows, looking outside. “You’re going now? In this weather?” Your eyes follow his out the window, rain pouring down outside. You didn’t even notice the weather.

“It’s ok,” you reassure. “I’ll just run quickly.” Wonwoo knew you didn’t have a vehicle and took the bus home. He offered to drive you every day, but sometimes he would stay at the office super late -plus, you didn’t want people noticing and saying more things. 

“Why don’t I just drive you home?” he suggests. You’re about to protest, but a crash of thunder causes you to jump slightly. wonwoo gives you that look. “Y/n, it’ll be way faster and more convenient for me to take you. And don’t worry, I’ll drive instead of my chauffeur. He can go home early.” 

You sigh reluctantly before nodding. “Alright, let me just get my stuff.” You walk out to your desk, gathering your stuff before you walk back into his office, looking sad and defeated.

Wonwoo can’t help but smile-he found you adorable. You slowly shuffle over to him. He takes your hand, asking, “what’s wrong?”

“I might’ve left my apartment keys at home..” You squeeze your eyes shut, stupid!! How could you leave your keys at home? What are you gonna do now?

“You can stay at my house. If, that’s okay with you?” You open your eyes, glancing at wonwoo in surprise. You bite your lip, contemplating. You really didn’t have a choice. 

“I-I have a spare room, and my maids can get clothes for you too..” he adds. “I guess, If it’s not too much of a bother..” you say hesitantly. Wonwoo grins, “Alright, Let’s go.”

It wasn’t your first time in a car with your boss, but it was the first time you saw him drive. You liked the sight a lot more than you would admit. 

❋

Arriving at his house, you’d seen the outside plenty of times when picking him up, but you were definitely more awestruck than you thought. It was different going to his house as his partner, not his secretary.

Once he parks, he gets out and opens your car door for you. You smile at the action. Strolling up the walkway, you spot a servant waiting at the entrance.

She bows to both of you, smiling and saying, “welcome home, Mr. jeon,” before turning to you. “You must be y/l/n y/n. I’ve heard a lot about you,” she says before winking.  You shoot wonwoo a surprised and confused look, and he returns it with a smile. 

“You think I wouldn’t at least brag about you to my servants?”

Entering his house, you’re in awe, eyes unable to focus on one thing. It was a lot cleaner and simpler than you thought, but still magnificent (plus a lot more kitten accessories than you ever could’ve imagined). His servants did a great job keeping the whole place clean. 

“What do you think? It’s your first time inside, isn’t it?” You nod, suddenly feeling more awkward as you realized you were staying overnight in a man’s house, specifically your boyfriend’s. 

He continues. “All the workers leave to go home at this time. I don’t like to keep them long. Except for one though, she’ll be assisting you before leaving.” You gulp, you’re gonna be alone in a house with jeon wonwoo? 

Wonwoo leads you to another worker, waiting outside a room that you figured was the one you were gonna be staying in. “She’ll help you get adjusted.  I’ll be going to my room-it’s just down the hall. If you need anything, call me. Well uh, goodnight, y/n.”

“goodnight.. wonwoo.” He gives you one last smile before walking off, and the maid guides you into your room. 

It’s a nice guest room. Not too big or small. Plus, you had your own bathroom. The maid gives you a pile of clothes. “I hope these are fine., and everything else needed should be here.” You nod gratefully, “yes, thank you.” 

The maid walks to the door before stopping in front. You glance at her, confused.

“Mr. jeon... he always seemed so lonely living in this big house by himself, It’s nice to see him with someone, especially you who really knows him. Thank you for staying by his side for so long. There are not many who can. He always speaks so highly of you, I can tell you make him really happy.” 

You aren’t able to speak, just softly smiling and nodding, too full of emotion. 

You space out, thinking of wonwoo before remembering to get ready for bed. You enter the bathroom, it’s way better than yours at home nice.

You frown, there’s no towel. You remember all the workers left, so you have no choice but to ask wonwoo. Preparing yourself, you exhale before leaving your room. Walking through his nice hallway to his room, you notice his door is cracked. 

Softly pushing through, the door widens and you’re able to look around before spotting him coming from another room, presumably his bathroom. Except, he was naked. From the waist up. Thank goodness for that towel.

Let’s just say his body was a lot more toned than you thought. 

You inhale, staying frozen for a second before your body finally listens to you, and you scramble out, running back to the guest room. 

Shutting the door, you fall back against it, letting out a silent scream. AKFJGNE WHAT DID YOU JUST SEE?!?

You try to collect yourself, taking in a deep breath, but the image of him pops into your brain. and you crumple to the ground, face hot. 

I guess no washing up tonight...

You didn’t get much sleep that night. 

❋

Your eyes flit open. Squinting, you glance around. This isn’t your room... Ah, that’s right. You spent a night at wonwoo‘s house. 

Exhausted, you somehow manage to get ready before timidly and quietly exiting your room. Walking to the kitchen, you’re stopped by the view of a full table. 

And, wonwoo of course.“Uh, hi,” he says. 

“Hi,” you respond, taking in all the food. “I-I asked the servants to cook breakfast. I didn’t know they would make this much... How was your sleep?” wonwoo asks.

You awkwardly nod, “it was nice,“ trying extremely hard to stop a sudden oncoming yawn. “are you sure?” he asks, “you look really tired. Maybe you shouldn’t work today..” You protest. “No! It’s fine- I’m fine.” Your eyes meet his for a second, quickly averting down to your chair. 

You promptly sit down, shyly watching as wonwoo gets food for you- your favorites. 

You mutter thanks, refusing to look him in the eye as you drink your water.

“Are you okay y/n?? You look like you’re seeing me naked or something,” wonwoo jokes. 

You immediately choke, coughing and gasping as you almost drop the cup.

“Y/n!! Are you alright?” wonwoo helps you clean up. You nod, quickly excusing yourself to the bathroom. 

You splash water on your face, groaning. This is gonna be a long day.

He drives you to work, and you quickly go up before him. Once you get to your desk, Seungkwan and Dokyeom ambush you. 

“Why are you so late? We were getting pretty worried about you. Also, you look horrible.” seungkwan says. You rub your face, sighing as you mutter, “well, that’s what happens when you stay over at Jeon Wonwoo’s house...” Immediately you clamp your hand over your mouth. Curse exhaustion for you not being able to think straight and running your mouth. 

“You stayed at Boss’s house overnight?!” Dokyeom furrows his eyebrows in thought. “Wait, does that mean-“ 

You fly over to him, roughly slapping a hand over his mouth-er, face. Dokyeom shrieks from underneath you. “I swear to god- if you say anything- you’ll no longer have a home to go to,” you mutter into his ear. He gives you a tiny nod. 

Finally, you release him and shoot seungkwan a deathly look, dragging your thumb across your neck as a threat. He gulps, nodding hastily. 

You turn around, walking before stopping and calling out, “and no! Nothing happened!” You hear seungkwan and dokyeom mutter from behind you. 

Sighing, you brush yourself off and continue to the drink station-you needed energy-ignoring others giving you weird stares.

❋

Sometime that afternoon, wonwoo calls you into his office. “What is it?” “Sir?” you add. He only grins, “would you like to come with me to an opening party tonight? You’re free right?”

You nod slowly- you haven’t been to one in a while. Sometimes you would accompany wonwoo to events, dressing up nicely even though you were only there to stay at his side, like a pet. You actually didn’t particularly enjoy them- it was boring talking to random people and escaping strangers who acted a little too flirty for comfort. 

But after everything changed- your feelings, specifically, you kinda liked going with him. Wonwoo was still busy interacting with other guests, but he always made time for you and scared off other people.

“Alright, don’t forget to dress up nice,” he winks. You laugh, bowing. “Yes, sir.”

Surprisingly, you were able to control yourself- by that you meant your thoughts. You give credit to your lunch, it gave you energy, and you were able to focus better. 

Wonwoo allowed you to go home early and get ready, and you were also able to obtain spare keys to get into your apartment. 

Immediately once you opened the door, you flew to your closet, throwing out clothes. What were you gonna wear? No, you already wore that one before.  Ugh, that’s too old fashioned. 

Before when you used to go to events with wonwoo, you would complain while dressing up. It took you a long time to get ready since wonwoo would insult your look until you looked good enough to join him. It was strange, now, how you actually wanted to dress up and look all nice for him. 

Finally, you were ready. A honk outside alerts you. Grabbing your stuff, you quickly walk over to the car. Uncomfortably getting in, you try not to wrinkle your outfit. “You look amazing y/n,” the chauffeur says. You smile, “thank you. It took a while.” 

Once you’re almost to wonwoo’s house to pick him up, you quickly take out your phone camera, checking your appearance, smoothing your hair, confirming everything looks okay. You miss the chauffeur’s quiet laugh. 

When the driver stops in front, you prepare yourself. Exhaling, you walk out and up to his door, knocking. After a few seconds, a servant opens it. Wonwoo stands there, handsome as ever. “You look beautiful,” he breathes. Blushing, you respond, “you too.” 

“Me? Beautiful?” he asks.“Yep,” you respond, looping your arm through his. Wonwoo chuckles, the two of you walking down together. He opens the door for you, and you quickly remark, “what a gentleman..”, causing wonwoo to poke your side. 

Throughout the drive, you two chat along the way. “You know,” you muse, “I used to hate coming to these events. It took forever to get ready, and it wasn’t even fun to go to! I mostly agreed for the food. But..” 

“But what?” Wonwoo prompts. You look out the window, not catching his eye. “But ... now, I kinda like going, ...with you.” You fidget with your hands, a bashful smile on your face. 

The driver chuckles at the two of you, both too shy to look each other in the eye. You suddenly feel something warm move on top of your hand. Your eyes flick down, finding wonwoo‘s hand resting over yours. You smile, a comfortable silence between the two of you as the ride continues on.

“We’re pulling up,” the driver informs you. You brace yourself, preparing for the onslaught of bright flashes and putting on your camera face (even if they weren’t necessarily taking pictures of you).

“Are you ready, sir?” You ask, fingers hovering over the door handle. Wonwoo nods, and you open the door.

Immediately the familiar flashes blind you as you step out, patiently waiting for wonwoo. Once he gets out, you follow behind him, entering the venue.

It’s an extravagant bustling place, filled with other fancy guests. Wonwoo secretly squeezes your hand from behind, before letting go and you leave him to interact with other important people. 

You sigh, making your way over to where the food and drinks were. 

It feels like hours and hours pass of you avoiding speaking to random people before wonwoo finally approaches you, a sparkle in his eye. 

“Are you ready to leave?” You ask. He nods, grinning. “Yes, but I want to show you somewhere first.” You look at him questioningly as he guides you past all the commotion, out through a door.

You gasp. it’s an empty balcony overlooking the city. “How did you find this place?” You breathe. “Well, I wanted some fresh air and happened to find this place.” The two of you stand at the railing, staring over the edge at the beautiful city. 

“It’s so pretty at night,” you murmur. Wonwoo suddenly taps your shoulder. Turning, you watch as he fumbles with something in his pocket. No way, he isn’t gonna-?

Wonwoo finally gets it out with an aha! and you squint at what’s in his palm. It’s an..... earring?

Specifically, your earring! You look up at him in shock and delight. “Woo, how did you find this?” He blushes at your nickname for him. “Well, I might’ve asked seungkwan about it, and he told me what happened. It uh, took a little while to find, but I finally got the chance to give it to you.”

“Thank you. It was a gift from my dad,” you whisper. Leaning up, you press a quick kiss to his lips. “Now can we go?” 

He laughs, “yeah, we can go home now.” 

❋

You crashed into bed that night, immediately falling asleep. But what you didn’t expect was to be woken up by what seemed to be a bazillion phone notifications. Groaning, you reach for your phone, checking the time.

Then you see it. A bunch of texts from Seungkwan and your other close co-workers. As well as even more from people you didn’t even know. 

You launch yourself up in bed, clicking on a message sent from Seungkwan.

 Oh my god.

You’re screwed.   

❋

A/N: uhhh i didn’t plan on making this into three parts but it kinda got long... so here’s part two? :]  (also i apologize if there was anyone waiting for this- school just started for me so..🤮🤮)

[viastro]

liquid courage | boo seungkwan

ミ★ synopsis: in which you get drunk to muster up the courage to confess to seungkwan.

ミ★ genre: drunk confessions! fluff, crack

ミ★ warnings: none!

ミ★ word count: 1,406

ミ★ pairings: seungkwan x female reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys! i haven’t written a oneshot for seungkwan in a while because i couldn’t think of a prompt that would really suit him </333 but i finally came up with one and i think this is so cute >:(( make sure to give seungkwan lots of love, he recently got injured so please </333 send some love to him he works so hard. omg he looks so pretty in this gif HHHHHHHHH i ilovehim so much okay bye

“Alright, I can do this.” You mutter to yourself as you pace around the living room. Mingyu watches you from his couch with a bored expression on his face, but for good reason.

you’ve been pacing around his living room saying you’re going to do it for the past twenty five minutes.

“I can do this.” You mumble again, reaching your hand up to begin nibbling on your nail. Mingyu takes that as a sign to stop you, as he stands up off the couch and takes your hand, effectively preventing you from ruining your manicure. 

“Yn, as your best friend, it’s my job to be honest with you.” You nod your head at Mingyu’s words, and he gives you a grin, before plastering on a straight face. “You have been walking back and forth across this living room muttering that you’re going to do it for the past twenty five minutes.” 

You stare at him, and you close your eyes, placing your head in your hands. Mingyu pats your shoulder as you curse yourself for being a WUSS. 

“I’m just so… nervous. I’ve never confessed to anyone before! What if he doesn’t like me back? What if he thinks I’m ugly?!” Mingyu smiles, shaking his head.

“This is Seungkwan we’re talking about. The guy who was too afraid to talk to you when I first introduced you to the group because he thought you were pretty.” You bite the inside of your cheek, before letting out a sound of defeat. Mingyu watches as you stare at the floor, still feeling unconfident, to which he sighs. He walks off into the kitchen, and you hear the sound of him going through his fridge, before coming back with a few bottles of soju.

“I think you need some liquid courage.” Mingyu tells you, and you grin.

“Fuck yeah.”

“He’s just so precious, y-you know?” You cry to Mingyu, turning your head to see him fast asleep on the floor, empty soju bottle beside him. You let out another wail, thinking of the time Seungkwan smiled at you when you showed him a weed that you originally thought was a flower. 

“You know a way to figure out that Spring is coming?” Seungkwan shakes his head at you, grinning as you skip a few paces in front of him. The two of you are walking through campus during the one hour block you guys don’t have classes, it’s like a routine for the both of you. 

“When you see the pretty flowers sprouting from the grass! See,” You reach down and pluck the flower, turning around and holding it out to him. “It’s a pretty daisy.”

Seungkwan immediately lets out a smile at your silly mistake, reaching out and patting your head fondly. Your eyes widen slightly at the contact, heat rushing to your face, causing you to turn away so that he can’t catch sight of it. 

“They are pretty. Unfortunately, it’s a weed.” You purse your lips, staring at the weed that you once thought was a flower. 

“Damn…”

“That is a way to figure out that spring is coming though, we just have to remember that they’re weeds.” You nod your head, about to throw the weed back onto the grass when Seungkwan stops you. “Wait!”

“Can I keep that? I wanna make it into a bookmark or something.” You let out a smile and hand it to him, to which he carefully places it into his wallet. 

“Why do you wanna keep it though? It’s just a weed.”

“Yeah, but it’s a weed that you plucked. It’s a good memory for this day.”

“I’m gonna,” You burp, before picking your phone up from the table and going to Seungkwan’s contact. “I’m gonna do it.” 

And with that, you press call, placing the phone close to your ear. You watch as your vision gets a bit blurry, letting out a yawn right when Seungkwan answers. 

“Hello? Yn?”

“Kwannie~” You say in a singsong voice, catching him off guard. Seungkwan pulls his phone away from his ear to look at it with a frown, knowing that this is nothing like you. He places it back by his ear, smiling at the sound of you mumbling to yourself.

“Are you drunk yn?”

“Just a bit.” You mutter, turning your head to look at your sleeping friend. You reach your hand up, lowering it back down and slapping Mingyu’s leg, just for him to not budge at all. “G-Gyusie fell asleep, and he’s the one who told me to drink for some liquid courage. Yet he fell asleep before I called you.”

Seungkwan tilts his head to the side, sitting up in his bed, “Why did you need to get drunk to call me?” 

Your palms begin to sweat, and you take that as a sign to grab your soju and gulp the rest of it down. Seunkgwan raises an eyebrow at the sound of you drinking more, “Yn, are you okay-”

“I love you!” You shout, and Mingyu stirs at the loudness of your voice. He kicks you softly with his foot, before falling back asleep. Seungkwan stares at his wall in shock, wondering whether he heard you wrong.

“What?”

“I,” You let out a burp, and Seungkwan giggles at the sound. “I love the way your eyes light up when you smile, or when everyone laughs at a silly joke you make. I-I try to laugh at every single joke you make just to see happiness radiate off your features.” 

Seungkwan feels his heart pound against his chest as he hears your honest confession, smile making its way onto his face as you continue. “I love how caring you are. I r-remember the time you ran to my workplace just to give me lunch because I left mine at home and I had a twelve hour shift.” 

“Couldn’t let my favorite person be hungry during work.” Seungkwan says, pure fondness in his voice. 

“And,” You become choked up, and Seungkwan’s smile turns into a frown as he hears you begin to sniffle. “And I love you so much for that.” 

“Are you… crying?”

“Just a little. It’s cause I remembered how much I love you.” You mumble, rubbing your tears away with the back of your hand. 

“It’s okay yn, I love you too.” Seungkwan laughs when he hears you gasp on the other end, imagining the expression you must be making right now. “Really?”

“Yes, I’ve loved you from the moment you pulled a weed from the ground and told me it was a flower.” 

“Oh my god, you remember?”

“Of course I do!”

“Damn, then you really do love me.” Seungkwan laughs, placing his hand over his chest to try and calm down his rapid heartbeat. He’s still trying to comprehend that his feelings for you are mutual, while you giggle to yourself, happy about how tonight turned out.

“But let’s talk about it in person tomorrow, mm? It’s 2 am.” You nod your head, smiling softly. 

hehe i stayed up late talking to my crush <333

“Y-you better not forget about this conversation.” You say, frowning as if he can see your expression. Seungkwan chuckles, “I could never. Make sure you don’t forget about it either. Alright?” 

“Of course!”

Seungkwan smiles, “I’ll come pick you up from Mingyu’s in the afternoon, okay? For now go to his guest bedroom and sleep on the bed.” You stand up off the floor, wobbling a bit. “Hehe… whoa~”

“Be careful, yn.” 

“Am safety master.” You respond, stumbling over to the guest bedroom. You flop onto the bed, rolling onto your side and pulling the comforter over your body. “Are you ready to sleep?”

“Yes, let’s sleep Kwannie.” Seungkwan smiles at the nickname, hugging his pillow close to his chest. 

“Goodnight yn, I love you.” He says softly, blush forming on his cheeks, suddenly feeling shy. That feeling soon goes away when he hears you let out a small squeal. 

“Nighty night Seungkwan, I love you~” You place your phone beside you without hanging up, closing your eyes. 

Seungkwan waits for you to end the call, but after a minute of silence goes by he pulls his phone away from his ear. He raises an eyebrow at his screen, seeing that you haven’t hung up. “Yn, you didn’t hang up?” Seungkwan waits a moment for you to respond, only to smile when he realizes you’ve fallen asleep. He plugs his phone into his charger, making sure not to end the call, before resting it on his bedside table. He closes his eyes, drowsiness overcoming his excitement of your guys’ confession. 

i guess we have soju to thank for this.

[seodami]

Our story | LSM

Part 1

This is our story. From the day we met till the day we part. Black on white, our most precious moments, never leaving us. I love your forever.

LSM

Genre: fluff, tiny angst

Warnings: 1 swear word oops

Word count: 1644

Pairing: idol!Lee Seokmin x fashion student reader

Note: Yayy this is the first introduction part where you get to know reader a bit better. Let me know other ideas of plots I’m always open and happy to listen :))) enjoy!

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You let out a happy sigh as you sucked in a deep breath of fresh air. The sun was slowly warming up your hair and generally speaking, today was a great day. It was the beginning of spring and you could already see little flowers growing in every corner or see colourful butterflies fluttering around you.

You loved it. So much.

Spring had always been your favorite season. It was never too cold nor too hot.

With a few last steps around a corner, you finally reached your destination. You opened the glass door on which a tiny bell was attached to signify new customers. The smell of fresh baked cookies filled the lovely spring air and immediately let you sight contently once again. You really already loved today.

From behind the counter, your coworker Chohee looked up with a smile and greeted you joyfully like she did every other day you two happened to have the same shift.

It wasn’t too long that you’ve worked in this adorable café to earn some money for university, which was draining literally every cent you earn. It was exhausting at times but you always remembered yourself to stay relaxed and composed. It was for a good reason after all.

You started studying fashion design at university about 2 and a half years ago and what could you say. It was absolutely tiring and weary but you still loved designing all these different clothing pieces with every single inch of your heart.

Your free time was nearly non existent with your job and all the assignments and due dates you constantly had to work and have an eye on. There were days you forgot eating or drinking while overworking yourself immensely, which ended with you waking up in a hospital bed. It wasn’t one of your proudest moments but at least the dress you were working on turned out amazing.

“Today is amazing, isn’t it? I bet there will be a lot of customers today.” Chohee chirped excitedly, looking out the window. You hummed in agreement, having mixed feelings with that new realization.

“I feel surprisingly good today. Even though I stayed up till 3 am. It’s all thanks to your smile unnie.” You gave her a teasing nudge while tying the yellow apron with the sun logo of the café in the middle around your torso.

The girl giggled and gave you a nudge back. “Hey don’t play with my heart that early. I have a date with Sungho later, I still need it.” She grinned at you with that dreamy look of hers.

You shook your head laughing. With that you started preparing everything else for the day to make your shift smoother.

“By the way, how is your mom doing? Do you want to pack some cookies for her again?” Chohee asked you after the first customers of the day ordered.

You nodded with a smile in her direction. “She’s fine. Still working as hard as ever. That was my plan actually. I’m going to go see her later anyways to help her with some grocery shopping.” Helping your mom was never a big deal for you, even if she wanted to do it by herself most of the times. But with working as a house aunty for an idol group of 13 members, it was often hard for her to do the grocery shopping all by herself. Especially when it was time for a bigger shopping trip.

You had told her many times before that she didn’t have to worry about earning money but she kept insisting to support your payments for university. You were always so grateful for her so you were glad to help her out now and then, despite your stressful life at the moment. You loved her for supporting you so much.

“That’s so good to hear. I hope she enjoys our new cookies. I added a special ingredient today, do you know what?” Your nose scrunched up, thinking hard about her special something. “I don’t know... cinnamon?” You took a wild guess.

“It’s loveee...” she giggled and you immediately rolled your eyes with a small smile, which was hard to hide. “Damn you really are in love.” You chuckled patting her shoulder. She let out a long sigh. “Oh yes baby I am.”

When it finally was the end of your shift for today, you quickly changed the apron against your baby blue jacket and headed out without forgetting to say good bye to your friend and wishing her fun on her date.

As you were on your way down the road to your car, you noticed your phone vibrating in your bag. A quick glance told you it was your mom.

You accepted the call with a smile and greeted her cheerfully. “Hi mom, I just finished working. Are you going to the store now?”

You heard her sighting heavily. “Y/n honey no I am actually at the hospital. The doctor said I broke my foot.”

“What? How? Oh god are you okay?” You stopped walking, staring at the ground with a frown. There were the typical peeping noices as we all know them in the background.

“Don’t worry about me, it was just a dumb accident. I slipped on the stairs and fell on my foot. But Y/n I was hoping to reach you. Can you do me a favour?”

You hummed, listening intently. “Sure mom. Are you sure you are alright? Should I pick you up from the hospital?” You would lie if you said you weren’t worried about your mother. It wasn’t common for her to have such accidents or generally needing to go to a doctor.

“No need for that, sweetie. I’m gonna call myself a taxi. But you see, I was heading over to the boys dorms to cook something for them since they must be hungry after their schedule. But I fell on the way there. Could you go over and make something quick for them? I really don’t want to loose my job because of that.” Your heart fell a bit. Cooking for bunch of grown up men with celebrity status? This was definitely not something that stood on your bucked list.

“Mooom... I would love to help you but-“ she quickly stopped you from talking.

“They aren’t even home by this hour. And I’ve told them already a lot about you. So no need to be embarrassed. And you know they are all very friendly. And you could just do something simple like jajangmyeon. They love it. I think they already have all the ingredients at their house.”

Your eyes moved around while thinking. If they weren’t even home yet, this wouldn’t be too bad, would it? And jajangmyeon was really simple and quick. There wasn’t really a way out at this point. You still wanted to help your mom.

“Alright... but if they come too early and see me, I’m out. Mom you know I can’t handle such situations well, unlike you.” You heard a laugh at the other side.

“Thank you Y/n. You won’t have to do it again, I’m going to work tomorrow. And you can do it. You’re such a pretty girl, who wouldn’t love you?”

You groaned with a chuckle. “Oh god mom stop I’m just cooking for them once. I’m heading to the apartment now then.” She laughed and agreed before saying goodbye.

This was really not how you were imagining this day would go but here you were, heading towards an idol groups apartment totally unprepared.

When you arrived, you made sure to ring the bell beforehand to make sure you weren’t intruding anyone’s privacy if someone just happened to be home. Lucky for you, nobody seemed to be home.

With a nervous feeling in the pit of your stomache, you quickly tapped in the password, your mom told you before and entered the flat without much noice. You stood there for a solid minute, listening to any possible sounds before gently chirping a ‘hello?’ into the empty room. No answer. Perfect.

You quickly took off your jacket and shoes as well as bag. With small cautious steps, you made your way to the kitchen. You helped your mom carrying groceries up to the kitchen a few times already so you were quite familiar with the location of said room. Still it felt quite awkward going around someone’s personal space without anyone present and especially without invitation. You know it wasn’t exactly intruding but it still felt like it.

As you started preparing the dish with chopping some vegetables, you remembered the few times you’ve met one of the members. It was brief but still, you remembered it til today. You believe his name was Seungkwan. You talked a bit and he sang your aunty his infamous ‘WiFi song’. It was the first time hearing an idol sing live in some sort of way so it was hard to forget how clean his voice was. And he was nice.

You started softly humming said song, grabbing another potato and began peeling it. It was all fine and good until you heard the quiet squeak of a door. You immediately stopped humming and stared down the hallway towards where the sound came from. Your heart started racing unintentionally and your brain switched to panic mode.

Please just be the wind or something, please don’t be a person, please.

And you knew you were fucked, when you heard someone walking. You quickly looked around panicked, thinking about hiding or running away. Or should you just jump out of the window? Would you get in trouble? God, you definitely would.

But before you could actually jump out of the window, you were met with a sleepy looking and not to mention insanely attractive man. Your heart definitely wouldn’t slow down with this view for sure.

Oh man, how did you even end up in this position?

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Section 2 - Chapter 10

> 88% of you chose to trust the stranger.

12% of you chose to go to the police.

You nod back towards the older man with a firm glare, Seungcheol crossing his arms disapprovingly as you speak.

“I trust him,” You mutter, and Seungkwan heaves a heavy sigh of relief. The boy quickly turns on his heel and marches straight back to the stranger’s side, with Minghao following right along. The other boys mindlessly trail behind them with the exception of an expected few.

“Really?” Wonwoo frowns, eyes full of disapproval beneath his glasses. Mingyu and Jihoon stand by him, all three frozen in their positions for a second before hesitantly heading off to follow their friends ahead.

( -1 Reputation: Wonwoo, Mingyu, Woozi )

With a crowd of twelve shielding the stranger from sight, you turn back to Coups, now the only one standing apart from the group with you. He rests a hand firmly on your shoulder, taking a slow second to look you in the eyes with a hard, warning stare.

“You better be right this time,” He says coldly. A chill runs down your back as he turns away and heads back towards the others, leaving you to stand alone. You pause in thought for just a moment before hurrying to join the other thirteen.

( -1 Reputation: S.Coups )

By the time you’ve reached the backs of the taller boys before you, they’re already turning back to head into the city. You barely have any time to understand what’s going on as they all allow the older man to lead the way.

“Where are we going?” You whisper to Junhui, trotting along at the back of the group. He leans down a bit to match your height, mouthing ‘I don’t know’ before straightening up and heading forward without another word. You fiddle with your fingers nervously, praying with everything in you that trusting this man was the best - the only - move to be made.

In just a few moments, you find yourself battling a hundred emotions, facing the sight of civilization and buildings that feel a little too much like home for the first time in days.

Markets and storefronts, street signs and parked cars, families full of chatter strolling peacefully along the sidewalks. The older man walks steadily at the front of the group as you all glance around in awe, as if it were the first time anyone had seen a city. The air falls oddly quiet the further you all tread along, and after a short walk past the police station, the old man slows to a stop. You all look up at the sight of an old little building, two short stories of dark brick and freshly cleaned windows shielded by curtains from the inside. As Mingyu pulls open the door for the group to pass through, you take note of the sign above it, a chipped paint job reading ‘Seong’s Inn’ in white.

The older man leads the group through one of the many doors along the hallway, and you all pile into the room without a word. As you glance about the old kitchen cabinets and clean sweeped wood floors, the stranger clicks the door shut and gestures for you to gather around.

“I’m Mr. Seong,” He says as a tired Jeonghan eases himself into a kitchen chair, “I know what’s going on.”

“You don’t know anything that’s going on,” Wonwoo snaps, and Minghao bumps his arm warningly. Mr. Seong, rather than being insulted, relieves a soft chuckle and stares the boy challengingly in the eyes.

“I know you’re being chased by people in black cloaks,” He states calmly, “I know you followed the road and probably ran into the elders at the village, and I can bet you came from the old mansion at the top of the mountain too. If there’s anyone that knows what’s going on, I know for a fact it isn’t you.”

His harsh words send Wonwoo into immediate silence as the boy stands, glaring angrily, in his still position. This kidnapping is much bigger than the fourteen of you, and this complete stranger suddenly makes the fact loud and clear.

“Who are you?” Seokmin whispers. Everyone is visibly uneasy. Mr. Seong bows his head, glancing back at the door with a grimace as if making certain no one else is listening.

“If we were only a few years back,” He explains in a low tone, “I would’ve had you all in chains, that stupid cloak on, dragging you back to the mansion mercilessly like a goddamn monster… had I not opened my eyes.” You all let the man’s words sink, trying with great difficulty to process what it all means. Mr. Seong stares down at the floor and shakes his head with heavy thought. “I’m not one of them anymore,” He says softly, “I was lucky to get away. Changed my name, changed my life… obviously I didn’t get very far, but they haven’t found me yet. You’re all just bloody footprints for them to follow, to lead them to me after hiding for all these years, but I couldn’t just leave you all out there in the cold… to be found, to be hurt, to… to-”

The man presses a palm to his chest, eyes shut tight as if reliving his trauma. You almost feel like tearing up at the sight, but he shakes his head and glances back up at you all with pained eyes before anyone can react.

“Rest here,” He mutters with a weakened smile, “It’s my biggest room. No one ever really rents it out. Three bedrooms, food in the kitchen… oh, and a TV. I know you’ve all missed that.”

The boys share wide eyes and a few quiet gasps, quick to gather on the old green couch and turn on the television, some racing for the bathroom and others for the fridge like children. You chuckle at the sight, readier than ever to head for a nap, when you feel a gentle hand grab your forearm.

“He wants to talk to us,” You turn your head to see Vernon nodding towards an empty bedroom, where Mr. Seong’s headed off on his own already. It’s the first time in a while the boy’s ever said much to you, but you follow him into the room and close the door behind you despite the strangeness of it all.

Mr. Seong sits in deep thought upon a worn wooden chair in the corner, chin rested in one hand and the other gesturing for you and Hansol to sit. You cautiously take a seat on the empty bed with a creak as Vernon finds his own beside you. Both of you are clueless, and oddly a bit nervous, as Mr. Seong begins to speak.

“You two…” He says with a shaky voice, leaning forward in his seat, “You’re so grown up, yet my eyes never deceive me…”

Vernon glances at you uneasily, and you share the same expression back. Still, the older man continues. “It’s… I mean- I can’t believe you’re still alive. Your... How… How are your fathers?”

“What do you want from us?” You snap unknowingly, tense at the mention of your absent parent. Even Hansol seems angry, but you’re too caught up in your own irritation to fully notice it. Mr. Seong shuts his mouth tight, clenching his fist as if scolding himself for bringing it up at all. He rises to his feet after a minute of thought, heading towards the door without another word. You and Vernon stare, brows furrowed, frozen still in annoyance as the man slowly walks past. As he reaches for the handle, he stops and looks for a second, pure worry and longing in his eyes that almost pulls the anger right out of you.

“I’m sorry,” He mutters, “I’ll see you all tomorrow… but please know that no matter what-“

He points a steady finger at you both.

“-You two must stick together.”

The door clicks closed in a split second and before you know it, Mr. Seong is gone. Vernon heaves a deep sigh beside you before standing up and heading out without a word, and you follow, your head a mess of confusion, and fear, and annoyance. The first time you’ve ever gotten to sit with Vernon, and learn anything about him other than him being the boy in the garage, but it’s all far too strange and impossible to understand.

“Guys-“ You begin upon walking out into the living room, only to pause at the sight of them gathered around the television with wide eyes. They’re watching the news channel, and-

“...missing for more than 72 hours, all of Korea is on the hunt for these boys the world knows and loves as Seventeen.”

The screen fades from the reporter speaking to a picture of thirteen familiar faces, smiling in clean clothes with hair done up nicely like you’d never imagined before. After so many nights of seeing their grimy faces through a blur of trees and snow, it’s almost as if the boys on screen aren’t the ones sitting, longingly, before your eyes.

They huddle together like lost children, heads rested upon one another’s shoulders comfortingly, and you feel just as left out as you had back at the mansion. In fact, you feel even more excluded now, judging by the fact that the world is searching high and low for these thirteen while no one has likely lifted a finger yet for you.

“I tried to call the company,” Coups announces over the staticky words onscreen, stood by the kitchen counter with a telephone in his hand, “but the line went dead before I could talk.”

“Let me try,” Joshua volunteers, quick to take the boy’s place in dialing. The boys surely feel defeated again, clear through their frowns and worried glares. Still, you’re safe, and you’re hidden, at least for now. You have food, and beds, and somewhere to be for the time being until you’re found. Hope isn’t lost��� at least not yet.

“Hey,” A familiar voice calls from behind you. Your heart nearly jumps out of your chest in surprise at the sight of Junhui, smiling down at you fondly with hands crossed behind his back.

“You scared me, you fuck,” You whisper as he chuckles and pulls an old board game out from behind him.

“You and me versus Vernon and Mingyu,” He says excitedly, holding the box up to your eye level for you to see. You’re astonished at the way the kid’s mind works, especially while a missing persons poster of his face flashes onscreen, but can’t find yourself rejecting or accepting the offer as he’s already grabbed your arm and is pulling you to the kitchen table to play.

Hours pass, and as night falls, you’re feeling full and rested and oddly happy, almost as if you’re on a trip with friends rather than hiding from a thousand murderers on an unknown mountain.

“Get to bed,” Seokmin jokes as your eyes begin closing on the old couch, Minghao curled up by your side and Junhui for whatever reason knocked out on the carpet. Seokmin kindly guides you to one of the rooms, one that you find they’ve kept empty so you can have a good night’s rest. You thank him, and almost as soon as he closes the door behind you, wind up drifting off into sleep with high hopes that you’d wake up to helicopters and your mother beckoning for you to come home.

Instead, you awaken to panicked commotion and the bedroom door wide open as Mr. Seong meets your eyes.

“Hide, hide!” He whispers harshly, grabbing your arm as you rise to your feet and forcing you to crawl beneath the wire bed frame. You’re groggy, and can barely pick up on anything that’s going on, but notice the boys outside running amuck and positioning themselves in closets, behind counters, underneath furniture... wherever they can hide.

It’s chaos all of a sudden, and Mr. Seong paces the floor in terror after yanking Vernon into your room and forcing him beside you underneath the bed.

‘What’s going on?’ You mouth, eyes wide in horror as Mr. Seong clicks the bedroom door shut.

‘I don’t know,’ Hansol replies in the quietest voice possible, but you’re soon interrupted by quick, heavy knocks on the front door.

You hear it swing open, and an unfamiliar husky voice immediately sends you into a state of panic.

“Where are they?” The voice growls, as Mr. Seong shakily replies.

“What are you talking about?”

“I know you had them… where did you send them?”

“Who? Please, I don’t know what this is about-“

Mr. Seong’s voice is cut off by a muffled gurgle, as if someone had grabbed the elderly man by the throat. The sound of it forces horrified tears out of your eyes, and you clasp a shaky hand over your mouth.

“Tell me,” The deep voice demands.

“Just let me talk to the others,” Mr. Seong says through choked words, “I can help you look for them-“

“Tell me.”

“Please, I don’t know where they are, please-!”

Rather than a scream, the conversation is cut off by a disgustingly pained gurgle, the evident sound of the old man being choked.

Then follows a loud silence, and tears fall faster than ever at the realization.

Slow, heavy footsteps echo throughout the entire home for a long minute before the door swings open again and slams shut, calling for another booming silence to fill the air around you.

You cry to yourself, as quietly as you possibly can, until the bedroom door swings open and Chan stumbles in.

“Chan.” Vernon gasps, hurrying to stand as you slowly rise to your feet beside him.

The younger boy is hysterical, tears streaming down his face as Hansol pulls him into a tight hug. “I was in the kitchen… I watched it… They killed him, Vernon, oh God, they killed him-“

Mr. Seong lies limp and lifeless on the wooden floor beside the couch, his neck reddened and swollen, eyes wide open in his final moments of life. He died because of you, his last day on Earth having been spent saving you all from the same fate. Guilt stabs at your heart, and so does sorrow, and loss, and fear, all at once.

The boys gradually leave their hiding spots, hands to their chests and eyes teary as they make their way towards Mr. Seong’s body. 

“We have to go.” A familiar voice calls by one of the bedroom doors. It’s Wonwoo, arms crossed, staring down at the corpse with sorry eyes as he leans against the threshold.

“Why?” You ask.

“I was hiding by the door. I heard them in the hall. They're coming back, and probably soon.”

“Then we have to leave, now,” Coups agrees. Wonwoo jabs a thumb over his shoulder at the room behind him.

“There’s a back window here,” He says, “but where are we supposed to go?”

Soonyoung crosses his arms in thought, brows furrowed down at Mr. Seong as he speaks through shaky words. “We have to go back into the forest. There’s nowhere else.” “No, no… We can’t,” Seokmin whispers, his hands clutching his heart as tears stain his cheeks, “That’s where they keep finding us… we have to stay in the city.”

The thirteen sets of eyes glare up to meet yours once again, but before you can open your mouth to make a decision, Soonyoung rushes forward and grabs you by the shoulders. Your eyes widen in shock. He’s in pain, but he looks angry.

“You have to agree with me on this,” He says in a low tone, “There’s no way I’m putting this city in danger, too.” Seokmin shakes his head in terror. “Please, no... I can’t go back into the forest. I can’t.”

You meet Soonyoung’s threatening glare, and then Seokmin’s panicked eyes, feeling guilt for either side as you’ve come to a final decision once again.

- Go into the forest.

or

- Go into the city.

( Vote now on instagram.com/ificould_au. You have 24 hours. )

[hxxgxx]

Picking Up The Pieces - Chapter 34

Mingyu x Reader 

Chapter 34

You woke up Monday, finally getting some sleep that night because the boys had stayed over until you had fallen asleep. As you were getting ready for work your phone began to ring. You raced from the bathroom, your toothbrush hanging in your mouth as you dove to grab your phone.

“Hello,” you said, mumbling because of the toothbrush.

“Good morning my favourite person in the whole world!”

You smiled, “Hi Seungkwan.”

“I’m waiting downstairs. I got up early and figured I’d walk you to work this morning, get some quality BFF time.”

You smiled, “Okay, I’ll be down in 5!”

“See you then!” he chirped into the phone. 

You raced to finish getting ready before meeting your friend in the lobby. When you arrived he greeted you with the big smile you knew he would have plastered on his face. 

“Here you go,” he said handing you a coffee.

“Thank you! You know if this happened every day, I could get used to this,” you joked. 

“Good to know,” Seungkwan whispered under his breath.

“Huh?”

“Nothing! Come on, let’s go!” He linked his arm with yours and dragged out out of the building. It was nice walking with him to work. His positivity was infectious and you couldn’t help but feel like you were going to have a great day. Something you desired so desperately after the mess of a weekend you had had. You were grateful that your friends always knew when you were down and were there to make you feel happy again. You loved that, but you just wanted to stop taking advantage of their positions. You weren’t that kind of person and didn’t ever want to be.

When you arrived at work you said a cheerful goodbye to you friend and headed inside. Seeing you safely inside, Seungkwan quickly called Mingyu.

“She’s at work all safe. Also, whoever picks her up in the morning should bring her coffee. She liked that this morning!”

“Thanks man.”

“Of course. She’s your girlfriend, but she’s my best friend too. I want to keep her safe just like you.”

Like you had hoped you had a fantastic day. The kids were on their best behaviour and were so sweet and kind. You had a great catch up at lunch with Rose. You had missed being around her so much and had made a pledge to hang out more often. You couldn’t hide the smile on your face when you left the school.

“There’s my princess’ smile.”

You turned around to see your boyfriend standing up against the school fence wearing a smile of his own. 

“What are you doing here?”

“Should I go then?” he teased.

“NO!” you exclaimed, clinging to his arm. “Thank you for coming.”

He leaned down and kissed your forehead, “Anything for you princess. Shall we go get dinner? I’m starving!”

“When aren’t you starving,” you joked.

“Hey!” he laughed. “But is that a yes?”

“Sure Gyu, where too?”

You followed your boyfriend to some restaurant amused by his constant talking and just absorbed the time you were spending with him. You were thankful that their tour hadn’t started just yet. Being alone with the threat of Jack would’ve been too difficult. 

All dinner, you and Mingyu talked and talked, laughing and enjoying each others company. Mingyu was glad you seemed relaxed, but as a yawn escaped during dessert he quickly got up to pay the bill.

“We don’t need to race off Gyu,” you protested.

“We’re not racing princess. But you are tired and should get some sleep tonight. Come on,” he said taking your hand as you walked back to your apartment. 

Like he always does, Mingyu waited with you until you fell asleep before quietly leaving your apartment. He watched how peaceful you were. Reaching down to brush a strand of hair from your face, he sighed. He just wished your life wouldn’t constantly be a rollercoaster. He couldn’t imagine how much pain you were hiding and how heavy the burden on your shoulders must be. He was also amazed by how strong you were also being. Not once since the weekend, have you really let up - you kept pushing through, even when you were breaking. He wanted to make your life easier, but it seems that ever since you started dating, he felt that it only became harder for you. 

At moments like this, Mingyu began to question if dating him was making your life more difficult. He knew he really liked you and he cared about you, but what if that wasn’t enough to make it work. Sometimes love wasn’t always the right choice if it constantly kept hurting. Shaking his head, he leaned down and placed a small kiss on your forehead. As he turned to leave, he heard you mumbled something in your sleep that made him freeze.

“Gyu.....love you.”

He whipped around, seeing you still silently sleeping, his heart pounding hearing those words come from your lips. He had never had someone say that to him before that meant it in the way that you did. All those previous doubts he had in his head vanished instantly and Mingyu became more determined than ever before to never lose you, because he loved you right back. 

The week continued, with one of the boys always meeting you in the lobby every morning to walk you to work, always with a coffee in hand and without fail, Mingyu was always waiting at 5 o’clock to walk you home at the end of the day, till Friday. 

When you walked outside, you didn’t see your puppy boyfriend smiling at you from the fence, instead you saw Hoshi give a small wave and called you over. 

“Hey,” he said awkwardly as you walked over to him. 

“Hi Hoshi, not that I’m not happy to see you, but where’s Mingyu?”

“He had to finish up some rehearsals, asked me if I could come get you and walk you home.”

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that! I can get home myself, it’s not like anyone’s gonna hurt me,” you joked, trying to lighten the mood. 

Hoshi sighed and mumbled under his breath, “Jack might.”

You stopped dead hearing what he heard. 

“What.”

Hoshi looked at you with wide eyes, “I...um...wanna go get ramen!?”

“Kwan Soonyoung, what did you just say?”

He winced at the sternness in your voice, “Jack might...”

“What do you know about Jack!” you questioned angrily, your voice getting louder as people began to look. 

Hoshi frantically looked around. “Y/n, I’ll tell you everything, but we can’t do it here...it’s too public. Please,” he pleaded. 

You snapped out of it a bit, realising that people were paying too much attention to the two of you and you nodded. Hoshi pulled you into a cafe and quickly ordered something as you sat at a booth, fuming. 

When he returned, you just stared at him, waiting for an explanation. 

Hoshi sighed, “Mingyu answered your phone when you were sleeping and it was from Jack. He found out that Jack was threatening you and called us all over. We also found out that he vandalized your door and broke into your apartment and has been threatening you. We also kinda figured you didn’t want to tell us because you didn’t want us to interfere again like last time. None of us were happy, but Mingyu was adamant that we don’t use our power to step in again. He didn’t want to upset you or make you worry, so we’ve all been working together to make sure you’re never walking around alone. Hence the walking to work in the morning and walking home. Also it’s why Jeonghan keeps buying you groceries and such. That way you don’t have to leave your apartment. We were just trying to protect you...please don’t hate us.”

You tried to see their side of the story, but you were honestly too upset to be able to process what Hoshi had just said. 

“I need space,” you stated and stormed out of the cafe. 

“Y/n, wait! Shit,” Hoshi exclaimed as he pulled out his phone to call Mingyu. “Gyu, she knows. She knows everything and just stormed out really mad.”

“Shit, okay I’m coming. Try to follow her so she’s not alone for now.”

Hoshi hung up the phone and raced outside, looking frantically for you everywhere, but you were nowhere to be found. He ran from street to street calling your name, but no luck. 

Mingyu on the other hand told the boys who all raced out to go look for you. He tried calling, but your phone just rang and rang and rang. On probably the 50th call, the automated message came through. 

“The number you are calling is unavailable as their phone has been turned off. Please try again later.”

“Finally some peace and quiet,” Jack smirked, throwing your phone towards your unconscious body.

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Masterlist

[hoshees]

Could you please do Seventeen as Shinee songs? For a fellow Caratshawol! -- 💎🎄🥕

omg i’m LIVING for this question i love it so much…. apologies for taking so long to answer! i wanted to answer well :)

s.coups: hold you - try to contain yourself while u imagine cheol rocking key’s opening rap and then minho’s rap in the second verse…. spoiler: u can’t. this song is sexy and so is cheol. considering he’s one of my bias wreckers are we shocked by this development??? probably not. 

jeonghan: odd eye - mostly i’m thinking abt that jeonghan solo stage… u know the one…. all i gotta say is: neck tat… like that artistic and sensual but somewhat sinister vibe that jeonghan can pull off so well when he performs? yes. i also think his voice would sound beautiful singing it–especially taem and jjong’s parts.

joshua: tonight - this song sounds like shua and u can’t change my mind. the lyrics are romantic but they’re also really natural? and i feel like his voice would fit perfectly with it too… imagine… rocket pt.2… joshua singing the vocal parts and vernon doing the raps……… ur welcome

jun: shift - ok ok ok so i was listening to this and laughing bc there’s a lyric that says “i saw you from the beginning” and it’s POIGNANT bc jun was the first member that caught my eye and i thought abt maybe biasing him but then hoshi opened his mouth and started talking abt shinee (a shift occurred… get it? hahahaha ok) so… that ship sailed but!! this song is one of my favorites and it’s kinda funky but still really elegant and i think that fits jun? also he could rly sing it well and i feel like him dancing to this would be *chefs kiss*

hoshi: juliette - picking this for two sentimental reasons: 1) it’s his favorite shinee song and he’s talked abt how it inspired him to be an idol and 2) listening to it makes me happy and soonyoung makes me happy so… :) + honorable mention to lucky star bc that’s what he is for me

wonwoo: undercover - alright where do i START. maybe with lyrics. “my feet paddle so quickly underwater / but my face is peaceful, you don’t know / even though i’m always so busy before the curtains go up / in front of you, i’m acting cool / […] just like the dark shadows / seep into the night / i’m digging into your consciousness / inside you, undercover” huh?? huhhhhhh????? this is so wonu. like that cool demeanor he has when he’s performing but also that versatility he possesses? and the TALENT. amazing. also for some reason the whistling in this makes me think of him i’m not sure why but it works somehow

woozi: beautiful life - this song was written by jinki and i feel like he and jihoon would share similar sentiments regarding this song. it makes me think of jihoon’s fancafe post after an ode broke their sales record and he talked about how grateful he is and how much work he put into the album and how “it’s a thankful life.” also the piano and guitar combo is so magical and makes me think abt jihoon and the kind of music he writes and how beautiful it is… and how he makes my life more beautiful too :) @ jihoon pls sing this one day 

dk: i’m with you - when i think of seokmin i think of comfort and that was this song is for me. it’s one of the most beautiful shinee songs ever imo, which… FITTING. it’s definitely in my favorites and i would LOVE to hear him sing it. 

mingyu: your number - this is one of my favorite shinee songs ever (it’s the first video i showed my best friend when i was trying to get her into them) falling in love at first sight in a bookstore while it’s raining outside? yes please. and i just feel like this song is so wholesome and clever just like mingyu. also i think he could really cover minho’s parts in this so well (the rapping and singing) and picturing him doing this choreography is making me smile so BIG wow ok i’ll stop now

the8: picasso - ok first i thought of this bc i was being cheesy since hao paints and appreciates art (and IS art) but the more i think abt it the more it just FITS… the vibe of the song in general mixed w the lyrics and the power of the performance…… very minghao i must say

seungkwan: sunny side - nothing elicits an emotional reaction in me quite like this song. do yourself a favor and listen to it while you read the translation (unless u know japanese? don’t want to assume lol) because you will be HEALED. this is how i feel abt seungkwan tbh like his voice is so soothing and his demeanor is so lovely and i can’t help but feel better when i see him :’)

vernon: get it - firstly, i feel like this is a very vernon thing to say. secondly… rapping. but in all seriousness the percussive aspect of this song reminds me of vernon like it’s got RHYTHM and so does he. the 3:00 minute mark especially has vernon written ALL OVER IT. it’s an older song so parts of it are a little cringe and the lyrics are a bit questionable but he could rly do something with it ya know. vernon rewrite get it and perform it pls and thank u

dino: why so serious? - LISTEN this song gives me chan vibes i can’t quite describe it but i can see him covering it VIVIDLY in my head when i listen to it and it seems like something he could rly make his own… powerful (that guitar!!) and kinda cheeky w raps that remind me of his style a bit 

thank u again i rly loved doing this! caratshawols UNITE

[comebackseasonisamess]

The Fact (In All It’s Glory)

Hansol/Vernon | angst

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: Descriptions of self-loathing, worthlessness

Summary: Follow up of Before The Fact. (You can read this without having read the other fic) Just as quickly as you got together, you and Hansol split apart. And apparently it affects both of you equally as much…

A/N: I do mention some IRL names and labels in this fic. I would like to say that this fic in no means reflects reality, and is a figment of my imagination sprinkled with a bit of my opinions in it. Also it’s so incredibly hard to find some angsty!Hansol gifs out there…

While I’m posting this, I am so sorry if (on mobile specifically) there’s just a long text blurb I’ve been trying to fix it but it isn’t working and I am so sorry just skip over this if you’re uninterested

It’s with a heavy heart that you tell Hansol that it’s over. His eyes well up with tears, and his breathing becomes heavy. He grips at your shirt, begging you to tell him what he did wrong and how he can fix it.

“It’s not you, it’s me.” You utter the most cliched phrase in the history of breakups. Because it’s true. If it weren’t for your inability to ignore what people say about you, the you they didn’t know and theorized about behind lit-up screens, of your relationship with Hansol, the two of you would still be together.

Hansol’s crouched on the ground, trying to stop himself from crying in the middle of the park where you had your second date, where he had kissed you for the first time after you slipped on an ice patch and fell flat on your ass.

You reach a hand out, as if to comfort him, but pause halfway through the action and pull your hand back to your body as quickly as if you were burned. You’re not sure if you should say anything else to him. “I just - I -” you start. “I can’t explain why,” you finish quietly. You swallow, and lower your gaze.

He looks up at you, sorrow deep in his eyes. “Just go,” he whispers with the broken beginnings of sobbing.

You turn on your heel, walking away normally at first, then quicker. You bring your palms up to your eyes, wiping away the tears trickling from them. You almost manage to hold it all in through the bus ride back home, head down and hands clasped, until a few droplets leave your eyes, and some kind stranger passes you a tissue. When you finally open the door to the apartment you’ve been sharing with Hansol for the past several months, you break down.

Tears running down your face, heartbreak strong enough to make you forget how to breathe, you lean against the door of your apartment, cuddling Hansol’s hoodie. You cry through the night, stopping briefly for ten minutes a time, before sobbing some more.

The next morning, skin and lips dried up, eyes sore, throat thick with mucus and tongue heavy in your mouth, you finally stop. There are no more tears you can cry. You’ve cried through the night, maybe getting two hours of sleep in total. You pick yourself off the floor on unsteady feet, fighting to get yourself to the kitchen where you can splash water in your face and rehydrate yourself.

After trying to pull yourself together in your kitchen, you collapse onto your bed, and the cycle repeats itself for the next four days.

On the fourth day, Hansol sends his manager to pick up his things. His manager goes from room to room, picking up his clothes and his toiletries and his most prized possessions, but you manage to hide the hoodie. The hoodie that you stole from him in those first budding weeks of your relationship and never gave back. The hoodie that you drenched in your tears.

Hansol’s manager glares at you on the way out, two rolling bags trailing behind him and a carry on strapped over his shoulders. You flinch under his gaze.

And then you get the first message, from Seungkwan.

How could you do this to him? He’s been nothing but good to you.

You don’t respond.

Twenty minutes later, he texts again.

Couldn’t you just be grateful for him? You’ve completely shattered his heart.

You, once more, don’t respond. By this point, you’ve sank your body into an overflowing bathtub, trying to drown your sorrows in Lush perfumed water.

When you get out, the messages have quintupled.

Seungkwan: I hope you’re proud of yourself.

He hasn’t stopped crying.

Joshua: I don’t know why you did it

You better have a better reason than “it’s not you, it’s me.”

He hasn’t got out of bed

We have to force him into a shower

To feed him

He’s legit gonna die and it’ll be your fault

Chan: In the park?? Really??? Pardon my French, but how much more of a bitch can you get?

Wonwoo: I know I should be supporting Hansol, but you’re also my friend.

Are you ok?

You look through the messages, considering whether you should answer them. You decide to go to bed, not wanting to deal with the rising pool of anxiety in your stomach.

You have a sleepless night, thinking about the message Wonwoo sent you. You want to call him and tell him that no, you aren’t ok, and you don’t think you’ll ever be ok, especially without Hansol by your side.

Calling : My Soulmate

“The person you are trying to reach is unavailable at the moment. Please leave a message after the beep.”

You hang up.

You decide that staying in your apartment all day will do you no good.

You get up and make breakfast for once. A glass of orange juice, half a cup of coffee and some toast with butter. You get into the shower, wash off your body and your hair for the first time since you broke up with Hansol. You put on jeans and a starched shirt, good, sensible clothes that can’t become PJs, and you step out of the door.

You’re not sure what you’re going to do. Maybe the movies? You heard that the newest Marvel movie just came out. Or maybe you should go to the quiet little bookshop hidden in the alleyway seven blocks down from your apartment? The only issue is that those are all places you shared with Hansol, and you don’t want to be anywhere near them. You don’t want to deal with all the nostalgia that comes with the area.

You make your decision in the elevator ride down your complex. Your fridge is empty, so you’ll go grocery shopping. Hansol never went grocery shopping with you, he was normally too busy working.

So you make your way to the cornerstore that’s been owned by the same couple for the last twenty years (you would know, you once struck up a conversation with them over proprietorship.) You scan through the close aisles for the things you absolutely need, but you know you’ll have to hop on the bus and go to one of the bigger grocery stores to get the remaining groceries.

When you step outside, it’s started raining. It seems the heavens themselves don’t believe in the lies you tell yourself to keep on going. It’s also at that moment that Wonwoo calls you back. You answer it, stepping under the awning above the store.

“… Hey.”

“Oh thank God, finally. I thought I’d never reach you, I’ve called you at least twelve times.”

“I didn’t hear my phone ring, sorry.”

“Are you ok?”

“Can I be honest?” you say bluntly.

“Shoot.”

“I’m not. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, it was only this morning that I got myself out of bed and washed my hair, I haven’t talked to anyone, I feel like shit, and opening my phone and seeing all of the texts roll in isn’t helping.” You pause. “I… Just wanna talk to someone.”

“Well then talk. I’ll always listen to you.”

You don’t know how to formulate what comes next. Where do you start with your journey of self-hatred and resentment? How do you explain that because you can’t be happy about yourself, you could never make Hansol happy? “You know how when me and Hansol started dating, you guys weren’t huge fans?”

“Yeah…”

“Well, I guess I took that to heart. And with all the comments online, of all the fans who are angry that he’s no longer fully theirs, I couldn’t do it. I felt like I was living a lie. Who am I to decide that I am good enough for Hansol? The last relationship I had lasted two months before he broke up with me because I was too boring. Too clingy and too childlike. I felt worthless. But when I met Hansol, something clicked inside me. I had the courage to ask him out, even though I thought I was worthless. I thought to myself after that date: Here’s someone I could see myself spending the rest of my life with. Here’s someone who brings me limitless joy, who makes me laugh so hard that I cry. And then to know that the people closest to him didn’t support our relationship? That crushed me. I mean, I understand why, long-distance relationship with an idol and all, but it was so disappointing. Yet still, I could have dealt with that. Put on my big girl pants, so to speak, and pretended like I was fine. The straw that broke the camel’s back were the fans. How could they say such awful things about me? It wasn’t even confirmed! All because he spent more time out of Korea than in it! It was an internet theory that was going around, and somehow people still could write ‘she’s just an ugly bitch’ or ‘she probably pays him’ or ‘must be a slut.’ And some comments even asked for Hansol’s removal from the group! I just couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t. I’m just- I’m so tired, Wonwoo.”

“Sweetie… I don’t know what to say. I wish I was there to hug you.”

“I’m not even angry. I’m just sad. So sad and tired. I’ve spent the last five days crying because I miss him so much. He really felt like my one and only, Wonwoo. I just -” At this point, your voice broke and silent tears started to make their way down your face. “I miss him so much, Wonwoo. But I can’t go back to him. I can’t go back, when I can’t even promise him that I’ll be ok. That I’m ok. That he can take care of me and expect me to do the same in return to him. How can I when I can’t even take care of myself? It’s not fair on him, Wonwoo.” You sniffle.

“I simultaneously want to shake out your stupidity, because Hansol doesn’t give a shit about any of that, and hug you and tell you you’re worth everything.” You hear him sigh over the line. You imagine he’s pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m seriously considering boarding a flight to Chicago to be with you.”

Your heart sinks. “No! Please don’t! I don’t want to be more of a bother… People are actually gonna have a problem with me if you’re not present with the group… You guys have an album out in, like, a month? You can’t, Wonwoo. Just stay in Korea. I’ll be ok.” With that, you cut off his chances of dissuading you and hang up. You walk through the rain to your apartment, and ignore all of the calls and texts he sends you.

Within the month, the newest Seventeen song is out. The promotion’s going well, but the fans can tell something’s up. Hansol isn’t smiling as much, he seems so out of it (you would know, you’d been keeping up with their content, torturing yourself with the only way you can see his face.) On top of that, he avoids Wonwoo as much as he can (which is no easy feat, considering they’re in the same subunit.) And then the netizens broke out, slinging allegations upon allegations. Some say the company wasn’t doing a good job making sure everyone was rested, others wonder if something was up with his family. As for Hansol and Wonwoo’s relationship, they chalk it up to some brotherly disagreement, until the worst possible thing happens: pictures of you and Hansol together begin circulating, courtesy of a certain media outlet rhyming with “latch”.

Nothing too scandalous, but between the hand holding and the loving gaze captured in Hansol’s eyes, everyone can tell that you’re the person responsible for his change of personality, his heartbreak. And with your face very visible, netizens do some quick, terrifying recon work, find your Instagram page, and bombard you with hate. It’s the scariest thing to happen to you in a while, and you end up deleting your account completely, and shutting off your phone. Words like “whore” and “slut” and “two timing bitch” are thrown around like petty insults. One comment really stood out to you: “I should’ve known, you slut. You slept with Hansol-oppa, then with Wonwoo-oppa, and broke both their hearts! You should just go kill yourself now.”

You even consider changing your number, because somehow some of them managed to get ahold of that too, and have taken to calling you at all hours of the day to harass you.

Pledis sends you a spokesperson within two days of the news getting out: their plan is simple: say that you and Hansol were nothing but close friends, that nothing romantic had ever happened. Hopefully the netizens will be appeased enough to stop harassing you, and to stop their boycott of the comeback.

And so here you are, standing in Korea, outside the Pledis building, faced with flashing camera lights and dozens of mics pointed in your face, reporters screaming inches away from your nose, asking you if “it’s true” and Dispatch demanding that they interview you, taking pride in making an already shitty experience for you into an even worse one. In the Korean fed to you by the PR manager before this interview (or as you like to think of it, this interrogation), you tell the crowd that your relationship with Hansol had been purely platonic before turning around and entering the building, ignoring all cries for more detail and the barrage of flashes and bodies behind you.

There, you are ushered to the CEO’s office, up several levels and encased in glass which is promptly darkened upon your arrival. The CEO sits you down and folds his hands, reclining back in his black office chair with a forced, professional smile on his face.

“You’re a bit of a troublemaker, aren’t you?” he asks.

You smile uncomfortably back to him, before looking down into your lap, mouth turning down into a neutral line.

“Well, I’ll get straight to the point. I don’t want to see a repeat of Cube’s accident last year, nor do I want to kick Hansol out of the group. Dating was always an option put on the table for these idols, however the one condition was that it be kept under the rug. Out of the media’s eyes.” He stares at you the entire time he gives his speech, before handing you a document.

You look down at it. A non disclosure agreement.

“For your silence,” he says, smile not leaving his face. His point is made clear: Don’t tell anyone about your and Hansol’s relationship.

You slide the document in front of him. “I can promise you, I won’t breathe a word of this. I don’t need to sign a document to keep my mouth shut. This experience is awful enough that I wouldn’t want to publicize it. I can also assure you that I would never wish any sort of consequence on Hansol. I think you forget that I love him.”

“Loved him, you mean. I’ve heard everything from him.” The CEO motions towards the door with his hand. “Then if this conversation is over…”

You smile stiffly, then make an odd head-nod-bow. You reach the door, open it, and there sits Hansol in the waiting room near the CEO’s personal assistant.

Your world stops. There’s the man who you have an infinite amount of regrets over, the man who will forever hold the key to your heart and the hearth for your soul, the man who you’ve sobbed about into your pillow when the moon is high and the streets are dead. There he is, slouched in his chair, eyes blackened and reddened by sleepless nights spent crying, hair ruffled by anxious hands and clothes looking like they haven’t been changed in weeks, which is most likely true.

He looks up disheartenedly when the door opens, and sees you. At first, there’s a glimmer of something in his eyes, maybe hope or even love. But then the facade breaks, as if he remembers what you did to him, what you’re making him feel, and nothing but pain and heartbreak and a little bit of anger remains. He turns away, putting his back towards you, which in Hansol language, (a language you are essentially fluent in) means “Fuck off.”

You feel your heart drop into your already sinking stomach, and your hands start to shake as you rush out the door, not even pausing to say goodbye to the personal assistant, who was nothing but kind and accommodating to you. You want to leave this building, this country, and fly back to the safety of your home.

The journey from Pledis to your hotel is a blur, a part of your memory lost and never returned. You collapse onto your bed upon arrival, the one good thing about this trip is that you have an expensive hotel room with all the good stuff: wine, a fully functioning and free TV, a jacuzzi style tub, and a shower that could fit a ping-pong table inside of it. For the next three days, you’re holing yourself up in this bedroom and going through all of these luxuries in detail. Hopefully they’ll make you forget about the entire situation…

You make good of your promise. You soak in the bath while catching up on a show you’ve procrastinated on, then put on the provided bathrobe and flip through the channels while sitting on the soft mattress of the bed, trying to find something worthwhile, before something catches your attention.

It’s a channel in real time, filming a certain love of yours as he addresses the public.

“That girl and I, we are nothing but friends,” he commences. “We met a couple years ago, and kept in contact. I can assure you that nothing is going on between me and her, nothing ever will happen between the two of us, and I am by no means unhappy or less committed towards my job.” He keeps his message short and sweet and simple, then walks back into the building.

You feel the same way you did when you saw him earlier today. You want to curl up in a ball and cry once more, you want so desperately to be away from here, where everything and nothing remind you of him and his dreams of grandiose and prestige.

Suddenly, your phone rings. You turned it back on after landing in Korea, deciding that staying in contact with family and friends back home is worth the landslide of hateful texts and messages. You glance at the ID: It’s Wonwoo.

“…. Hey,” you say, answering the call. You lay on your back, feet hanging off the edge of the bed while you rub your eyes.

“Do you want to meet up with me? Maybe by the Han river?” he replies.

You decide it would be better to see someone than be alone at the moment. “Sure. I’ll text you when I’m near.”

“Ok, see you then.” Wonwoo hangs up.

You hover close to the water’s edge, your phone open to the conversation with Wonwoo. You’d sent him a message a couple minutes ago, and he had told you to wait for him.

“Boo!” He pops up behind you, poking you gently in the back.

You let out a scream of surprise, before turning around while clutching your chest. “You dick!”

You calm down, before pulling him into a hug. “I’ve missed you so much.”

He holds the bag filled with snacks away from his body, giving you a one armed hug back. “I missed you too. Let’s sit down over there.” He gestures towards a bench overlooking the river.

You move towards the bench, before sitting down heavily on the seat. Wonwoo slides in next to you.

He pulls out some drinks from the bag, giving you the one you prefer before breaking the seal on his. “How are you?” he tries to ease the awkward vibe surrounding the two of you.

“Can I be honest?” A parallel to the earlier conversation you had over the phone.

He nods.

“Terrible. Seeing Hansol did no good.”

“Is it rude if I say that I expected that?”

You let out a faint smile. “No.” You turn your gaze to the river, looking at the people kayaking and sailing, floundering around in the water. You can sense Wonwoo turning to look at you.

“I miss him. I really do.” You rest your head on his shoulder.

He wraps an arm around you, pressing his cheek into your hair. “It’ll be ok. Everything will work out in the end.”

A moment of silence passes, before he says: “I can finally give you that hug I promised you.”

You smile, eyes closed in solace. “Yeah.”

[luving-hanni]

Hello sweetheart! Hope you had a great day! Can you do a svt reaction to their idol crush kissing them for the first time? Thank you

Hi darling, I’m sorry I took so much time to answer this! I hope you’ll like t and have a great day too!

S.coups: He would blush, and be completely startled as he didn’t expect it. He’d probably trip over his words, not really able to process what just happened. He’d eventually let out a shy “Does this mean something…?”

Jeonghan: He’d be a bit cocky about it, even though he was actually surprised by the kiss. He’d regain his composure very quickly and give you a teasing smile. “So you do like me back right?”

Joshua: He’d be all flustered and he would probably blush and look at you, not sure if you really just kissed him or if he imagined it. He’d look at you with the eyes of  lost puppy “Did I dream or…?”

Junhui: He’ll BLUSH. Like his whole face will become red, along with his ears and his neck. He’ll definitely try to hide himself behind his hands as you keep staring at him. After a minute, he’ll shyly look at you between his finger. “Do you really like me back?”

Hoshi: He’ll try to play it cool but it’s obvious he’s uncomfortable. He’ll have a nervous laugh and internally scream. “So, huh… I wasn’t completely wrong when I said you had a crush on me?” The biggest smile will appear on his face when you nod.

Wonwoo: He’ll be surprised for sure, and he probably won’t move, just not knowing what to do. Then he’ll clear his throat, his cheeks turning a little red as he touches the back of his head. “Will you go on a date with me..?”

Woozi: He’ll be startled, his ears will turn red but he’ll try to play it off. “Do you really want to go out with me? Like actually be my girlfriend?” He’ll need to hear you say it to be sure, and even though he’ll only give you a small smile, deep down he’ll be melting in happiness.

The8: He’ll probably put his hand on the small of your back, very lightly, as you kiss him. Then he’ll have a bit of an anxious smile. “You didn’t have to do this just to mak me happy…” But he’ll understand you really have feelings for him when he sees the look in your eyes. Then he’ll proceed to apologize a lot more than necessary, but that’s his charm.

Mingyu: He’ll be so shy about it. He’ll blush a lot and cover his laughing mouth in embarrassment. He won’t believe you actually like him back at first. “Are you really sure?”

Dokyeom: He’ll panick, he’ll be so startled he won’t know how to react. Then when you take is hands to try and make him calm down he’ll get very red. He gets emotional easily so tears will be in the corners of his eyes when he asks you if you really like him.

Seungkwan: He’ll blush a lot and laugh in embarrassment. He’ll cover his face with his hands because he’ll be so flustered. “Are you sure you didn’tmake a mistake? You must have kissed the wrong person” When you assure him you didn’t he’ll still be surprised, but so happy.

Vernon: He’ll be shook. He’ll probably need a few seconds (or minutes) to process it. And then he’ll laugh nervously. “Did you really kiss me? Do you like… like me?” He’ll be so embarrassed it’s cute.

Dino: He’ll enjoy the kiss a lot, and even though he’ll blush, he’ll probably act a bit cocky (his Jeonghan hyung taught him well). He’ll give you a really big and bright smile “Can I have another one please?”

-Admin Jyan

[min-inu]

SEVENTEEN Secret Santa 2019

This is my story for @veryotl​!  🎄 💖 ❄️ Happy Christmas! I wish you to have a good time during your holidays and to have some rest. I had fun writing this for you. I hope you like it!^^

- ❄️ (snowflake anon who is not anon anymore)

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1836

Information: A really sappy with a little bit of probably unsucessfully writen “funny” moments; SEVENTEEN OT13 because that’s the sweetest thing

Ships: Mingyu x Wonwoo (Meanie); Junhui + Minghao (JunHao); a little bit of Joshua (Jisoo) + Jeonghan (JiHan) but not really

Summary: Joshua is moving to South Korea, after living in USA since he was born. He wanted to study in university there, but when he met his 12 housemates, he realized he was going to get much more than he has signed up for. Dealing with a new type of craziness every day, one thing was sure – there was no way he was going to feel bored here.

The twelve men were sitting in the big living room, spending their typical weekend together - it was something like a tradition to them. They were friends, they also liked to say they were a family, even though they sometimes couldn’t stand each other. Most of them had different personalities, yet all of them fitted so perfectly together.

“My girlfriend just dumped me, because I was too short for her. I don’t understand. Was I taller when we met? Couldn’t she just reject me in the beginning?” Jihoon complained, while looking at the wall thoughtfully.

“Maybe you were standing on your tippy toes when you two met for the first time so she thought you were taller than you are.” Seungcheol teased him and Jihoon sighed angrily, shooting him a deadly glare.

“Stop bullying the children.” Jeonghan stepped in.

“I’m not a child, you idiot,” Jihoon hissed. “I’m an adult and I should be treated as one.”

“Okay, as you wish, old man.” Seungcheol said mockingly, returning his eyes to his phone.

“Why are you all so immature? Sometimes I can’t believe I’m the youngest one.” Chan stated, looking at the older boys.

“All of you, shut up. I’m trying to read.” Wonwoo rolled his eyes with annoyance, trying to stay focused on his book.

“Wonwoo, let’s go out! I want to build a snowman!” Mingyu shouted excitedly, trying to make the older one get up from the couch.

“And I want to read a book.”

“Can’t you just go and build a snowman with your boyfriend? Please?” Mingyu looked with hope in his eyes. He looked like a child that wanted something, so he was making his typical puppy eyes, looking his cutest.

“No.” Wonwoo answered unfazed. He was somehow still resistant to his charm.

Another thing was that Mingyu and Wonwoo were dating. Wonwoo has never said it even once, but Mingyu kept mentioning it all the time, even though the older man neither confirmed nor denied it.

“You’re so antisocial it hurts. You know, I might go outside and find another boyfriend. Or girlfriend. Actually there’s this girl from our class who has a crush on me. I could go to her and give her a chance.”

“Go.” Wonwoo said monotonously, still keeping his eyes glued to the book.

“He is heartless, I give up!” Mingyu shouted with frustration and went upstairs to his room.

“He’s such a drama queen.” Seungkwan noted, sipping his tea calmly.

All the men in the room stopped what they were doing, just to look at Seungkwan. Even Wonwoo stopped looking at his book.

“What? Why are you all looking at me?”

“Because you’re usually the drama queen, Boo.” Hansol explained, smiling at Seungkwan.

Hansol was constantly trying to make Seungkwan get the hint, but he could never do that. The truth was that Hansol had a little crush on him, but the other didn’t seem to notice at all.

“I want my girlfriend back,” Jihoon frowned, looking at an image on his phone. “We only dated for like 2 days.”

“I honestly feel sorry for him.”

“And I feel sorry for all of you. Leave me alone, I want to read.” Wonwoo finally closed his book and showed some emotions, which were only negative.

He got closer to the stairs when Seokmin attracted his attention.

“Oh come on, you know you love us.”

“If you mean I want to kill all of you and live in this big house alone with my cat, then yes, your statement must be true.”

Wonwoo went upstairs and the others looked at him going.

“Guys, I’m bored, I’m going out.” Minghao said, as he stood up and got closer to the door.

“Can I come with you?” Jun asked, as he stood up.

The two Chinese men were almost always together, but the rest of the guys still couldn’t really figure out if they were dating or not.

‘’Yeah, sure.” Minghao put his shoes on, as Jun repeated his action.

When Minghao finally opened the door, he was surprised to see there was another person standing in front of the house.

“Uh, sorry, I was going to ring the bell, but I-“

“Oh, handsome” Minghao gasped and Jun looked at him discontentedly.

“Not as much as me, though.”

The newcomer didn’t seem to mind Jun’s comment at all, actually he chose to ignore it.

“I’m Joshua, your new housemate. Are there more people that live here?” Joshua asked curiously.

Joshua was so excited to come here, in South Korea, and live with other people. His parents were Korean, but he was born in USA, so he has never been to Korea before. Now that he was accepted to a university here, he was ready to begin his new life and improve his Korean.

“Too many for you to stay sane.” Jun answered and then he went out of the house, bumping his shoulder into Joshua’s on purpose.

Jun didn’t like the fact that Minghao thought Joshua was handsome. His comment automatically made him dislike the new one.

“Um…” Joshua was slightly uncomfortable with the way Jun was treating him, but he decided to try to stay positive. “Thank you for the information!”

“Is he for real…” Jun murmured and started walking.

“Wait for me!” Minghao shouted, then he went after Jun. “Don’t mind him, Jun can be a little rude sometimes.” Minghao warned before smiling and running to catch up with Jun.

Joshua stood in his place in astonishment. He have never seen such interesting people, even if this adjective wasn’t good in this case. He sighed and entered the house closing the door after him. He looked around and he noticed the men in the room, who were still a lot, even though Minghao, Jun, Wonwoo and Mingyu weren’t there.

“Hello!” Seungcheol stood up from his place, offering Joshua his hand for a handshake. “You must be our new housemate. I’m Seungcheol, the ‘dad’ of the house. Nice to meet you! If you have any problem with the others, don’t hesitate to tell me.” he smiled widely.

Joshua was really impressed. ‘Finally someone who behaves like a human’ he thought, while taking Seungcheol’s hand and shaking it slightly.

“I’m Joshua, but you can call me Josh. Or Jisoo, because that’s my Korean name.”

“Aww, such a cutie.” Jeonghan winked flirtatiously.

Jeonghan had this habit of flirting with every living and breathing creature. Most of the time he didn’t even realize he did it. It was not rare at all to see him in the university hall, stealing men and women’s hearts.

“Thanks, I guess” Joshua looked at the ground, feeling his cheeks redden.

He was called handsome and cute in less than 10 minutes and he was a little overwhelmed by all that attention he was receiving. He wasn’t used to this, so it was normal for him to feel shy. After he told his name to all the other men that were in the room he went to take a shower. He really liked the house and he felt that we was going to get on well with his housemates too. He was trying to think positively and actually things already seemed great.

A couple of weeks have already passed and he got used to the country, the house and his crazy housemates. He actually felt very comfortable around them – he realized they were just the right people for him since he was like them, he jokingly repeated they shared one braincell and maybe that wasn’t too far from the reality.

It was now Christmas time and the boys decided to go to their favorite café to celebrate. They already had a reservation so finding a table for 13 people wouldn’t be a problem. When they got there, they pulled three free tables together as they sat on the big couches and ordered coffee and hot chocolate, as well as some desserts.

“Say ah.” Mingyu looked at Wonwoo with a wide smile on his face and to everyone’s surprise the older one actually complied.

Mingyu took a little part of the dessert using his spoon and he put it in Wonwoo’s mouth. Wonwoo was chewing happily, while he was looking at Mingyu. As the others were looking at them, they looked just like the main characters from a movie.

When Wonwoo got closer to Mingyu and pressed his lips to the younger one’s, to say everyone was shocked was an understatement.

“Someone cover Chan’s eyes.” Seungcheol said worriedly, but this was actually a joke, since Chan didn’t seem to mind Mingyu and Wonwoo. Actually, none of them did.

“This is the best Christmas miracle that has ever happened to me!” Mingyu screamed excitedly, as he put his arm around Wonwoo’s shoulders.

And Wonwoo let Mingyu hug him without saying a word which was something nobody could ever imagine. It was a real Christmas miracle indeed.

“I love you.” Wonwoo said quietly, hugging Mingyu back.

“Ah, I love you too, Woo.” Mingyu kissed the older man’s cheek and after that he was smiling as widely as he could.

“You two are so cute you make me sick” Jihoon commented, sipping his coffee. “I found a new girlfriend, though.”

“Congratulations!” Joshua shouted, patting Jihoon on the shoulder. “I found one too.”

“Just looked at him. He came to live here not long ago and he already has a girlfriend and twelve friends too,” Jeonghan joked playfully. “Let me know if you decide you want a boyfriend, though”

“Oh, I definitely will.” Joshua laughed. “Guys, I’m not usually this sentimental but I wanted to give you something for Christmas, to thank you for everything. I feel as if we all have been friends for years now, I-I…” he stopped talking for a few seconds, feeling the tears forming in his eyes. “I love all of you and thank you. I can proudly call you my family.”

Joshua couldn’t hold back anymore, so he just started crying. Some of the men followed his example, standing up from their places to go and hug Josh. Others thought this was all too sappy for their liking, but still they deeply appreciated Joshua’s words.

Joshua opened his backpack and took out a small box. He opened it and showed it to the others.

“I bought this rings for all of us. I know it may seem sappy but I wanted to buy something special for all of you. The rings have our names and birth dates written on them” Joshua informed the others, while he was wiping his tears.

“Aww, why are you so sweet?” Jeonghan laughed quietly, hugging Jeonghan. “Thank you. The rings look amazing.”

The rest of the day the boys stayed together and went to many different places to just celebrate the fact they were friends, and it was Christmas. When Joshua was there with them, the boys felt nothing was missing anymore. Their friendship was what mattered the most and they planned to stay together as friends and as a family forever.

[carat10library]

The Elite: SEVENTEEN edition

A/N: Because I haven’t moved on yet after reading Kiera Cass’s “The Heir” and “The Crown”, I decided to write an imagine featuring my favorite boys (for my Carat heart is waving at me).

To those who haven’t read the novels: For me, the Selection is like a screening process for the prince or princess to find their potential spouse who will help them to lead the people. (But it has a deeper meaning than that because the princes are being married to commoners.)

Now, think of yourself as a princess next in line to the throne. Your Highness as everyone addresses you. Your Selection had begun with thirty-five young men as participants. The twenty-two others you have eliminated (due to judgments, but mostly because SVT is thirteen haha). And these thirteen suitors of yours are the ones left—the Elite as they are called.

   Sir S.Coups – confident (can be overconfident), a different kind of handsome, his eyes and words can lure you, and so he could be your first kiss among the other Selected

You were disoriented and his eyes were soft. “Good night, Your Highness.” He turned to leave but looked back at you as if he forgot something. “I’m torn about apologizing for what I’ve done, really. But I don’t have regrets—that I kissed you. I thought you should know.” And he left after a hurried curtsy. You calmed your giddy heart, standing alone in that dim hallway.

 Sir Jeonghan – composed, smart, cunning, he’s too handsome to be a commoner, a good listener, your dates are mostly calming walks in the garden

Today must be a really good day because he’s in a good mood. And he even spilled the beans regarding his original motive. “At first it was only for the crown, but these days I realized it’s now because of you,” he said casually. That revelation made you stop. For a moment you cannot feel the soft grass under your heels.

 Sir Joshua – ever the gentleman, linking arms with him feels like the most natural thing, calm, kind, sweet, sings for you and even writes you poetry

“To be queen is to be powerful. You just have to ask and you’ll have it. But to be a queen is more than that. What I’m saying is even when you’re not queen; I’d do anything for you without you asking,” he professed with a quick squeeze of your hand. You just closed your eyes at the moment and tried to picture a future with him. You smiled at the thought that of possibly good days, cheerful laughs and butterflies.

 Sir Jun – a bunch of nerves, fidgets and jitters, the fact that he’s super handsome and could still be shy around you amuses you

It’s good to finally see him feeling comfortable with you. “Aren’t you embarrassed because of me? You don’t think I’m a mess when we’re together. Well, that’s gracious of you, Your Highness. It’s sweet but you can laugh at me.” His eyes met yours, giving you affirmation. A nervous laugh from him followed and you find yourself joining in. It was certainly not because he told you to laugh at him—it’s because of the sound of his laugh touching a part of your heart.

 Sir Hoshi – of course he’s fun to be with, considerate, a talker, but could be a little shy, he always asks, your constant dance partner in galas

His expression turned soft and something in you melted. The grip on your hand never loosened. “It’s not being prince consort and later on to be the king that I truly wanted. Those title seems everything, but not for me. Not for me who only wants to be with you.” The confession took him a lot of courage. How many people had told you they want you more than the queen in you? Your head told you it’s only him.

 Sir Wonwoo – quiet and intimidating, but there’s more to him than the cold façade, exudes an aura of a king, a gentleman with a love for books, definitely something

“After having to spend time with you, I think you are truly wonderful. Being here is a privilege after all. You’re worth it,” said the guy who wouldn’t look you in the eyes when you first met. Stunned with his words, you meet his cold stares and felt something tug at your heart. He then flashed you a rare smile as he reached for your hand.

 Sir Woozi – probably the biggest threat to other suitors, brains like his makes for a king, is too awkward when escorting you, a good listener, music dates

“You can always send me home, you know. But don’t go missing the music we made together if you don’t choose me. It’s the best you can do for me.” There wasn’t any trace of sadness in his voice. You’re planning to keep him for long and he’s like saying goodbye to you. Tiny needles pricked your heart. But he smiled genuinely at you, indicating he’s only kidding. And he resumed playing with a piece from Chopin.

 Sir Dokyeom – a mixture of timid and confident, so funny, he makes you laugh every day, enjoys the experiences and company above anything else

He watched the vast morning sky with contentment on his face. A smile completed his look. “Knowing you is a huge honor to me. This Selection will surely be a part of my memory whatever happens.” You smiled at yourself, pleased that he’s happy. He turned to glance at you and he looked like he’s on the verge of tears. Quickly, you felt guilty at the sight of that.

 Sir Mingyu – scene stealer, tall, dark and handsome, cool but not always, polite, nice, thoughtful, seriously he’s close to having it all

He was pacing back and forth, deep in thought while you’re sitting on a bench. He got on one knee in front of you so he could meet your eyes. The gesture took you by surprise. “I may not be the next king, but remember that I will always be there whenever you call for me. I just hope you won’t hesitate.” He was so close now and you can close your eyes any moment.

 Sir The8 – cool is his name, unassuming, not pushy, not afraid of being honest with you, he looks good in almost anything he wears, photography dates

There was only you and him now. Like every time you’re together, he has his camera. He paused as his eyes directed at you. “I know I’m no prince and that there are others out there, but for you I’ll try and do my best. You just tell me if you want me to.” Suddenly, he snapped a photo of you. You don’t care how the photo will turn out. His words hang in the air, stayed in your head, entered your confused heart.

 Sir Seungkwan – unexpectedly good company, talks even about little things like all the time, compliments here and there, could be shy at times, real cute

His smile was highly inviting. That’s what you notice about him. “Your Highness, you look lovely as always. What does my princess want to do today?” He curtsied grandly and offered you his arm which you gladly took. His cheeks blushed when you gave him a real smile. You expected a happy day ahead.

 Sir Vernon – his silence is comforting, whenever you’re stressed he’s one of the suitors you like to spend time with, no nonsense type, intelligent, and he’s gorgeous

He’s waiting for you at the bottom of the grand staircase, a kindhearted smile on his face. When you reached him, he offered an arm. After minutes of comfortable silence, he spoke. “Actually I didn’t come here to compete, but it’s like everyone is daring me to. And if I want to win your heart, I want to be the same person as before. I won’t pretend for you.” Grateful, you beamed. Whether it’s because of his decency or the possibility of winning you, you can’t tell.

 Sir Dino – straightforward but still careful, confident, you never turn him down when he asks for a dance, always makes you smile, tends to be heroic

The music is making you feel good as well as the gentleman holding you in his arms. You’ve been dancing for you can’t tell exactly how long. It just makes you feel good, you can’t stop smiling. After when the song ended, he walked you back to the table. “You have everything, even this heart of mine. You have the right to break it and I wouldn’t mind.” He smiled a tiny smile before leaving. But you don’t want to break his heart when you could tell he was happy.

  You sighed, feeling more puzzled. Who says being in a Selection is easy—much more to find real love within a competition? After getting to know all of them, they all got a piece of your heart. Maybe now it’s hard to let them go, but you will have to eventually. They know what’s at stake and it is only you who isn’t prepared. The choosing part is always inevitable. But you’re going to be the queen soon and a queen must not be rash in making decisions.

Who will be your very own “One” in the end?

[ask-svt-hearteu]

2 a.m. ` Xu Minghao

Anon requested: “ Scenario that starts w Minghao totally puppy-eyes-ing reader bc they're leader of the Anti Dab Squad ™ “

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1654

A/N: i’m sorry if it’s not what you wanted because i didn’t really understand, but i hope you like it! 

you guys met through Seungkwan, kinda 

after a rough night of practice, all the members are too tired to even think about cooking at home 

cough Mingyu cough 

it’s past 12 am and they are starving 

so they head to their go to restaurant by their practice room 

“hi can i take your order?” you smile tiredly at the large group that just came in, 

barely recognizing their faces tbh 

“yeah can we get..” one guy starts listing their order, while you hurry to write it all 

“Y/n?? is that you??”  Seungkwan interrupts his hyung, staring at you with a hand over his mouth 

you start to focus as you squint 

“Seungkwan?” you exclaim 

you scan the rest of their faces, “and they must be your members!” 

“how have you been? why are you in Seoul?” 

you calm yourself and say amused, “I should take your order first, i’m sure your members are hungry Seungkwan” 

he reddens as the others laugh at your teasing tone

once you leave all the members turn to Seungkwan 

“who was that?” Minghao asks, being right next to him 

“ahhh, we pretty much grew up together she lived in my neighborhood” 

“I could barely recognize her she looks different” Seungkwan hums as an afterthought 

“i’m sure you do too” Minghao says making everyone burst into laughter

the rest of the night goes pretty smoothly

even when Seungkwan calls you over to sit down, saying you MUST meet the members 

you and Seungkwan are laughing together exchanging phone numbers, promising to keep in touch from now on 

Minghao didn’t think much of you other than you were Seungkwan’s cute friend, 

nothing else 

but one night, he leaves the practice room on a break 

just wanting to go take a walk, to relax his mind 

it’s probably like two am when he sees two figures across the street 

at first he just looks away, thinking its probably a couple wanting to relax like him 

“SIR! You need to go home, look I’ll call you a taxi” 

he immediately notices the way the tone reflects fear, despite how strong it comes off

taking quick, long strides he does the first thing at comes to mind 

“babeee, you wanna see something cool?” 

he has his arm thrown around the girl’s shoulder, and looks down to make eye contact 

and it only takes a few moments for you both to recognize each other 

your mouth opens in shock, but you keep your composure realizing what he was trying to do

Minghao turns and glares at the man, who he realizes is drunk 

“why are you talking to my girl”  

this fluttering feeling you felt was totally not appropriate for the situation 

his arm tightens around your shoulder protectively 

the man stumbles a bit, but even his drunk mind is able to simply mumble a few words and walk away

heart still racing, you turn to him 

“Minghao right?” 

“yeah, and Y/n?” he takes his arm off your shoulder

it was nice while it lasted 

“well thank you Minghao” 

“you welcome,” he cracks a smile, “though you could’ve just ran away, or slapped the dude” 

you huff, “well you didn’t have to come pretend to be a boyfriend either” 

so maybe he’s a bit of a romanticist 

he shrugs and says 

“where are you going? i’ll walk you”

“please i’m sure you have things to do, i’ll be fine” you shake your head at him, walking ahead 

he follows you

“well what kind of a man would I be, i definitely can’t, especially since you’re Seungkwan’s friend” 

you gasp, eyes widening, “do NOT tell Kwannie, you know he’s a worry wart!!” 

“i won’t,” he laughs, “why are you even out this late?” 

“work,” you raise an eyebrow, “who else is going to feed people like you who eat past 12 am” 

he laughs again nodding 

and you can’t help but feel surprised at how comfortable the two of you guys are 

“so what was that cool thing you wanted to show me?” 

“ummm myself?” 

and he actually dabs 

dabs

“oh gosh nooo” you scrunch up your nose in disgust

“you have a problem with dabbing?” 

“it’s stupid” you deadpan 

“i guess we can’t be friends then” he shakes his head disappointingly 

you’re about to retort but Minghao gets a call

you wait by him as he answers, rocking back and forth on your heels 

“where are you we need to finish” Minghao looks at you 

“right now?” he answers Soonyoung

“yeah” 

“okay” he answers reluctantly, i’ll be there soon” 

you stand patiently, already understanding the call

“see, you do have things to do” 

you smile, already making the motion to wave goodbye and walk away 

but

“let me give you my number”

he stares into your eyes confidently, somehow making you automatically hand him your phone

“wait why?” 

there’s unwanted butterflies in your stomach

“text me when you get home, so I know you’re safe”

with one last smile, he turns around, going back

as you walk back, you can’t help your heart that’s beating so rapidly

when you get home you text him right away

to your surprise he responds quickly, with a short ‘i’m glad’ 

the typing bubble pops up

‘but idk if we can keep talking if you dislike dabbing’ 

so here starts the back and forth playful arguments

past that though, the friendship you have with Minghao is...

probably way to affectionate to be considered a normal friendship

he never fails to ask about how your day is going 

while you ask about him about his

you tease him to try to pull some spoilers out of him 

cue him sending you a bunch of selfies of him dabbing in return 

he texts you goodnight,,

and you stare at your phone nervously as you type out your response 

you squeal, immediately go to delete, 

internally calling yourself crazy 

except you press SEND 

after realizing what you did you fling yourself headfirst into your pillow 

because you did not just text Xu Minghao goodnight 

WITH A HEART

no no no you’re absolutely dying of embarrassment 

you phone pings, and you over dramatically pick it up

your grip tightens on your phone as your eyes stare at the notification

he sent a heart back 

oh my god 

you didn’t know that he was grinning widely laying his head down on his pillow 

clutching the phone closer to him, he lets out a sigh 

yes imagine soft minghao tears

thughao is totally losing his street cred for being an absolutely softy for you 

“GUYS MINGHAO IS TEXTING Y/N” 

Mingyu yells, his voice echoing in the dorm 

“SHUT UP YOU PUNK”

Minghao yells at him, glaring intensely 

yeah he’d probably regret exposing Minghao later but all the members rushing into their room, was just too funny 

see, Minghao’s not really the type to keep secrets from his members 

especially ones about a girl he really liked 

and they approved, but the problem with telling Seventeen.. 

THE ENDLESS TEASING 

Junhui jumps on his fellow member laughing brightly 

“well aren’t you going to ask her out” 

“oof” 

ignoring the question, Minghao pushes him off 

“okay i’m going for a walk” 

he grabs his cap and mask, heading out 

“AND ASK HER OUT WHILE YOU’RE AT IT” 

Seungkwan’s voice is the last thing he hears before closing the door 

okay and actually that didn’t seem like a bad idea to him? 

oh besides the fact it was literally the middle of the night 

sitting down, in front of that oh so familiar road

he takes a chance

looking at your contact, he types 

‘are you awake’ 

he doesn’t have to wait long as you text back a minute later 

‘yeah’ 

‘you should be sleeping’ 

‘says the person who texted me’ 

he cracks a smile 

‘are you busy right now’ 

‘no what could i actually even be doing at this time of night’ 

‘meeting me at our bench?’ 

it scares you, 

how you know exactly that bench he’s talking about 

and how he refered to it has ‘our bench’ 

but you text him an ‘okay’ 

walking up to him, sitting yourself only an inch apart from him 

he still remains silent 

so you do too 

a minute goes by

that felt like an hour of you listening to the soft sound of him breathing 

he speaks, “so why were you awake?” 

how smooth of him 

swinging you legs back and forth, you answer airily

“college and all that you know” 

he hums at your generic answer 

“i couldn’t sleep, without asking you one thing” 

you turn to look at him

he’s staring directly at you 

“ask away” 

“will you go out with me?” 

you cheeks turn rosy as you let out a surprised sound

“i-i, yes” 

he laughs

it’s a soft, happy sound 

you immediately start to smile

the smile on his face is very contagious 

you punch his chest lightly, 

“and you had to ask this at two am?” 

“i actually think 2 am is a pretty good time” he jokes

you shove his leg playfully 

“yeah just as good as all the stupid dabs you do” 

he leans in, scrunching his nose at you

face just inches away from yours 

“you said you’d go out with me, meaning you’re going out with my dabs too” 

pushing him away, regrettably, you stand up crossing your arms 

“excuse you i don’t remember agreeing to that” 

he stands up too

and grabs your hands

gently pulling them down to your side, never letting go 

“we’re a package deal y/n” 

something about the way he says your name makes you melt 

then he grins mischievously 

with his hand still in yours, he brings your arm up 

and makes you dab 

you gape at him in disbelief, completely frozen like ice 

“there i’m satisfied” he nods smiling

pressing his lips to your cheek 

and suddenly you’re melting again 

i apologize for the mess that this is AALDKSLDSDFJ

MASTERLIST 

[sebongie-loves]

dog cafe!seokmin

i wonder what’s taking me so long to write this one when like seokmin was drowned with puppies back then 

enjoy! <3

everyone in the dog cafe agrees that seokmin is probably the most diligent server that they have. sure, they have like four servers that aren’t part-timer but seokmin is the brightest and he loves his job so much

he does his work seriously unlike junhui who plays around a lot, but he also knows how to communicate like seungkwan that is the server that talks the most and not as clumsy as hansol

seokmin really does love his works

he could spend an hour standing infront the door, greetings whoever comes in first before the cafe got busy without his smile disappearing and as soon as the cafe got busy, he does his job really nicely

however one thing about seokmin is that the dogs love him too much

like, once every week the guys always bet who’s between seokmin and mingyu that attract more dogs and surprisingly seokmin always won

unlike mingyu that sometimes resists the dogs because of his works, seokmin is helpless

he. can’t. say. no.

everytime there are four big dogs and two small dogs attacking  him, all he could do is whimpering. ‘WONWOO HELP ME.’

wonwoo doesn’t even help. he just stares for a couple second while caressing taro’s fur and talks to mingyu about it

mingyu will come for rescue but then it would be a chaotic mess until jeonghan, seungcheol and wonwoo step in. basically it’s wonwoo’s fault but he is good with his reasons and he has taro that’s why jeonghan lets it go or otherwise he’s dead

even with that, seokmin’s smile doesn’t dim down 

probably it’s his big bright smile and his nice auras that attract all the dogs and the customers. a lot of the older customers really love him, saying things like ‘i wish my grandson is like you!’

or the younger one just wants to see this attractive man 

or children that come always seem in a good mood even after crying their eyes off and screaming on top of their lung after seeing seokmin

or your dog that seems to like him sooo much that it doesn’t want to leave the cafe and always tailing seokmin

when you first came in with your friends, you saw how well-behaved the dogs are, thanks to soonyoung, and how clean they are, thanks to wonwoo (or probably mingyu, he deserves that compliment more) so you thought to yourself, it must be a good idea to bring your dog to the cafe

not to mention, your eyes are eyeing this cute server with the bright smile that you really like and you didn’t even imagine that your dog will like him more than you do

so you brought in your dog

and seokmin is your host for that evening

your dog sat next to you in a calm manner before it saw seokmin and starting to jumps around him excitedly

giving you the menu, he greeted you warmly. “hello! i’m your host for the night, my name is seokmin. how can i— oh hi there cutie, what’s your name?”

you knew seokmin was talking to your dog but yourself can’t help but flattered by his words and dazed. good thing it didn’t take long to snap yourself out of it

you quickly hold your dog that keeps on whining and trying to reach seokmin instead. “i’m so sorry! my name is y/n and its name is y/dog/name.”

seokmin only smiled at you and at your dog. “no, i’m the one who should say sorry because i get distracted when i’m taking your order.” seokmin laughed and took his breath before continuing talking to you. “what can i get you?”

so you gave out your order, while trying to controlling your dog. “uh, i’m so sorry! they normally don’t act like this, i don’t know why they are like this?”

“i don’t know if you’ll believe me or not but.. dogs love me?” he let out a small giggle, embarrassed by his own words as his ears turned into a slight colour of red.

so from that day and on, you kept on seeing seokmin 

it’s not like you’re complaining or anything because boy, this dude is so freaking nice and attractive 

one time, you came when the cafe was empty because you came early 

you needed to reserve a table for you and your friends but you didn’t have their number, you heard something 

something so beautiful, which is seokmin’s singing

he was cleaning the table, when hansol was there too moping the floor and seungkwan talking to someone 

seokmin was quite loud with his singing but not anyone seems to mind that—or probably they are used to it, but when he realised you were there, he stopped

which is also a surprised to the other guys

“WHAT MAKES SEOKMIN STOPPED SINGING?”

“AMAZING SOMEONE JUST STOPPED SEOKMIN FROM SINGING.”

“SEUNGCHEOL YOU SHOULD HIRE THEM.”

“g-guys what are you talking about? i’m always quiet. they are a customer so shut up.”

seokmin approached you with him being a little flustered. “hey! do you need anything?”

“yeah, i need to reserve a table, incase the cafe get too full. can i?”

“sure! at what time?”

“6!”

“alrighty then, 6p.m under the name of y/n. see you later!” 

you don’t know why him remembering your name makes your heart beats so fast and it was making a thousand of butterflies just swarmed on your stomach but it really made you so happy that day 

not only that though

before you got to say goodbye, seokmin gathered up all of his courage and grabbed your wrist. a big big surprise, not only for you but for all the boys that are looking

“ah sorry!” a quick realisation, seokmin pulled back his arms. “i’m just going to give you my number just incase this thing ever happens again in the future. it takes too much time if you need to go here!”

seokmin took a paper and scribbled down his number. let me tell you, it’s his number. when the cafe has their own phone, he gave you your number but again you’re not complaining because

you two talked more than you two are supposed to

and from that point, not only seokmin realised he likes you but the whole cafe’s staffs did

seokmin did feel happy whenever he sees you come in even when he is not your host. seokmin feels so happy whenever your dog tails him around so that you two can talk about things and seokmin feels really happy when he talks to you

seokmin is always responsive to whatever you have to say, you love his reactions when you teased him and you’re always listen when he needs to get something off his chest. whether it’s a bad day at work or just simply how he doesn’t like when he left his cereal too long and it became soggy

despite the phonecalls and text messages, seokmin is so shy to confess to you or asking you to go on a date that isn’t in the dog cafe 

so everything happened without plan because of you

you’re sitting alone and it was a quiet day at the cafe 

like usual, your dog is tailing on seokmin and seokmin needs to go to you every 5 minutes. not because it’s annoying him, it’s just he doesn’t want to worry you and he wants to keep you updated that your dog isn’t getting kicked or stepped on 

however this time is different

seokmin accidentally kicked on your dog and now is on his knees, holding your dog infront of your face and saying sorry probably 50 times already, you lost count at 20

“hahahaha! y/d/n really loves you. they probably don’t mind being kick once or twice. it’s fine seokminnie!”

with your reassurance, he stands up. still feeling guilty and it really shown on his expression but somehow seokmin feels better when you reassure him that it’s okay. he sighs and his shy smile quickly returned on his face. “i hope woojoo likes me that much.”

“woojoo?”

“ah! my dog at home.”

“i see, she probably likes you that much! just shy, like me.”

the moment you finished talking, you wanted to stop time and ran away from the cafe and hide for a week in a cave somewhere hidden. the blood gushes onto your cheeks, showing by changing the colour into an obvious red. “i- wait- uh.”

you tried to clarify yourself but it feels like a cat got your tongue and you can’t seem to find the right word

and this time, all the courage he has, once again is gathered. “i like you too!” he yelled, embarrassed but still wanting to say it. “... a lot.”

and that’s the story how you get together 

but the story doesn’t stop there

seokmin is the best boyfriend ever

whenever he has his days off, he brings you flowers and your dogs some dog snacks he stole from the cafe the day before

a stroll with your dog and your boyfriend is something you always look forward to

he is gentle and thoughtful despite of his appearance that seems so youthful and careless, he actually cares a lot about everything

one thing you realised after being his s/o is that he loves to sing. LOVES with all of his heart content, almost making you wonder why he didn’t become a singer

and whenever you asked him that, he just snuggles closer to you and holds you tighter. “if i be an idol, i can’t date you.”

which kinda sounds bad but because he is so sweet you just let him go

gives the best cuddles and sometimes pretend like he is a big spoon when actually a total small spoon

every single day spent with him is so much fun and you never been happier. he is the reason why you want to get up in the morning and his smile is the first thing you wanted to see in the morning

and so does your smile to him

he is your sunshine and you are his 

kinda a mess because i’m still kinda stiff at writing but i love seokmin sOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH PLEASE GIVE HIM MORE LOVE

thanks for reading! <3

[jejublr]

boyfriend!jeonghan

A/N: Okay, I’m reposting this bc I think Tumblr glitched and the tags didn’t work? I’m sorry guys >< Thank you so much for the support you’ve shown for boyfriend!the8!!! I hope you’ll enjoy boyfriend!jeonghan as much as you did the others! (But also can we talk about Jeonghan’s new hair? Please talk to me about Jeonghan’s new hair, it’s so beautiful I might start crying). Enjoy!

ok but I imagine him not being the most upfront person when it comes to liking somebody?

like, he’d be pretty shy at first but oh, God, everyone would know

he doesn’t make it obvious but he’d probably talk about you a lot to Coups and Joshua

remember when I said he’d be pretty shy at first?

well, it’s going to change once he gets comfortable enough around you

HE’S A TEASE, OK

would laugh the loudest when you trip and fall but of course he’s gonna help you but he’d still tease you about it for a week

“what would would you do without me~”

keeps you on your toes

lots of playful banters

“y/n, who’s cuter; me or the dog?”

“Jeonghan that’s a dog.”

“well no s***. quick. who’s cuter.”

“..the dog.”

he didn’t talk to you for two days lmao

SHOPPING DATES!!!

loves to do mini fashion shows in the dressing room with you

you guys are store attendants’ worst nightmare lol

“Jeonghan, it’s okay, they don’t have another piece. let’s just buy this one.”

“no! you can’t buy this one! this was the last piece on the mannequin. the other store must have a new one!!”

“but—“

“NOTHING BUT THE BEST FOR MY JAGI.”

BUT ALSO: LAZY DATES!!!

bc he’s one-half of the sloth line, what do you expect?

orders take out and watches s***ty soap operas with you

and he’s the passive-aggressive boyfriend, alright

gets high-key jealous if someone tries to chat you up and flirt with you

“they’re with mE.”

*aggressively pulls you closer*

probably would baby you in front of everyone

“y/n, whose baby are you~?”

dino is probably glad that he’s free from Jeonghan’s tyranny

but he’s low-key afraid that you’ll get bored of him one day and leave himbut 

when it happens, you cup him by the cheeks and tell him 1004 reasons why you wouldn’t leave him for someone else

you’ll know when he’s feeling clingy when he suddenly pulls you to his side in an arm hug

“uhm… Jeonghan, what are you doing?”

“hugging you.”

“oooookay.”

the first time you say 

“I love you” would probably be kinda funny actually?

like, you would just nonchalantly say it one afternoon as you lie down next to each other

“..Jeonghan, I love you.”

“Thanks. I love me, too.”

AND THEN YOU’D START CRYING BECAUSE WHY IS YOUR BOYFRIEND LIKE THIS

jk but seriouslyhe never thought about it before but the moment you confess, he’d be like, same?

he has never really put his finger on that one emotion he always feel whenever he looks at you?

and then he realizes it’s love

and he’d hug you so tight because ‘I actually love this person so much wow.’

literally so soft for you

loves to play with you hair

one of his favorite moments spent with you are the ones when you lay your head down on his chest and he would just run his fingers through your hair

you guys are the couple that manages to make couple clothes look fashionable instead of cringey

HE’S THAT PERSON WHO COUNTS HOW LONG IT IS SINCE YOU GOT TOGETHER FIGHT ME ON THIS

like, you’d probably just woke up one morning when you got a phone call

“GOOD MORNING, BEAUTIFUL. HAPPY 100 DAY!”

“Jeonghan, what the f***.”

also the type of boyfriend who would pick you up from work/school looking all suave and hot

you would complain about it bc now your friends wouldn’t stop asking you about him

although you secretly adore him for taking the time out of his day just to pick you up

the boys walking in to find you sprawled out on the floor with Jeonghan bc same

he may not be like it with the other guys, but he’s guilty of doing a Seungcheol-esque tendency

and that is using your products

“Jeonghan, did you use my conditioner?”

“…I’ll buy you a new one.”

“THIS IS THE THIRD TIME IN TWO MONTHS, JEONGHAN.”

him knowing you well enough to make you do things for him or to get away with his s***

him losing it when you got sick one day

I mean, we all know how he cried for two hours when Wonwoo caught his gastritis

he would drop everything and went straight to see you

gets into momma bear mode

will take care of you and nag you for not taking care of yourself enough

“see? you should’ve taken enough rest and eat healthily.”

“who would take care of you if I’m not around?”

“you should take care of your health!”

“Jeonghan, it’s just a fever.”

“just a fever? just a fever?”

but he’s low-key worried underneath his nagging bc he cares so much about you and he couldn’t imagine if anything happens to you

and I see Jeonghan as someone pretty stubborn?

despite his selfless nature

which would probably lead you guys to your first fight?

it wasn’t even anything big, you probably fight over something small and petty but it got to the point that you both were too stubborn to back down

he holds grudges but one look at your face and he’d give in bc he can’t stand seeing you mad or sad

all in all he’s literally an angel, okay?

his teasing is just his way of showing that he cares about you and pls love our 1004 angel and stop calling him a swindler bc it hurts his feelings and he deserves the whole world

Other Boyfriend!Seventeen

S.Coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | The8 | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino