#Fluff S.Coups

[mejaemin]

choi seungcheol’s fav kiss ❀⋆.ೃ࿔

wc: 0.4k warnings: lowkey suggestive, choking but not rlly? its more like jst resting his hand on ur neck, this gives daddy cheol but w/o the sexytime, CASUAL DOMINANCE 🫠🫠🫠 an: so i caught myself resting w my hand on my neck today and i was like huh.. i want cheol to do that to me. so here we are. anyways vernon is up next in the series so stay tuned !!! fav kisses mlist !!

seungcheol wouldn’t really consider himself bossy. you’re independent, you do what you want, and he accepts it.

..however, he does sometimes like to, how should he say it, guide you around.

sometimes it’s with his words, asking you to do something for him, or telling you what he thinks you should do. other times it’s with his body, large palm resting against your waist or the back of your neck to help lead you through crowds or through the store on a shopping trip he’s paying for.

more particularly, he likes to place his hands on the most beautiful part of your body, at least to him; your neck.

he didn’t know how much he liked it at first.. he noticed you, always sitting idle with a hand, or some sort of weight on your neck, and when he asked, you were surprised. you didn’t even notice the habit. it’s just something that felt.. grounding in a way. it helped you relax, and even helped you focus at times.

eventually, he started doing it for you. during cuddle sessions, his hand would find its way around your neck, not squeezing but laying there. it makes you feel safe. when sleeping, he’ll keep an arm around your waist, the other wrapped around your neck. it’s comfortable, and you always fall asleep so warm and comfy when he does it for you.

he’s definitely not trying to control you, never! there’s just something about the way you let him hold you like that, how you allow yourself to be so vulnerable, that makes him want to boss you around. take care of you.

his love for your neck turned into something a little bigger upon learning what it could do to you. your brain turns so fuzzy the moment you feel his hands against your neck, and you turn from miss independent to cheollie’s baby girl, smiling up at him and letting him do everything for you.

whenever you let him treat you, he’s so elated that he gratefully kisses you on your neck, his favorite place. you finally let him pay for your things? thank you baby, he’ll say, even though you should be the one doing the thanking, showing his gratitude by letting his lips graze your neck. you let him hold your bags? you’ll hear a good girl, followed by the warmth of his hand on your nape and his lips right above your clavicle.

it’s the perfect way to ease his possessiveness, calm that little spark in him that arises when you won’t rely on him. all it takes is grazing against that sweet, sensitive spot, and you’re like putty in his hands. his lips could stay there all day, and they do. at any time he’ll pull you into him and just hold his lips there, resting against your pulse point. it’s starting to become grounding for him too, feeling your heartbeat against his mouth, reminding him that you’re his.

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Lovesick Fool

Word count: 1.3K Summary: “But you’re so huggable,” he murmured, tucking his face into the crook of your neck. “Boss,” Wonwoo finally spoke, sounding both resigned and mildly entertained. “We were in the middle of something.” “Yeah,” Vernon chimed in. “You were just threatening some guy’s entire bloodline, remember?” Pairing: S.coups x reader

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The name Choi Seungcheol carried weight. It was spoken in hushed whispers, feared by enemies, and respected by allies. He was the leader of the most powerful gang in the city—ruthless, cunning, and absolutely untouchable.

But when you walked into the room?

“Baby!” His entire face lit up like a lovestruck teenager, and his men immediately braced themselves for the inevitable shift in atmosphere.

Gone was the terrifying gang leader who could make a man disappear with just a look. In his place was a doting, borderline clingy boyfriend who had absolutely no shame in displaying his affection for you.

You barely had time to react before Seungcheol had crossed the room in long strides, sweeping you into his arms. “You’re finally here,” he sighed against your hair, holding you tight like he hadn’t seen you in months instead of a few hours.

From their spots around the room, his men exchanged knowing looks. Jeonghan rolled his eyes while Mingyu struggled not to laugh. “Here we go again,” Joshua muttered under his breath.

“Cheol,” you giggled, nudging him. “I’m literally right here, you don’t have to suffocate me.”

“But you’re so huggable,” he murmured, tucking his face into the crook of your neck.

“Boss,” Wonwoo finally spoke, sounding both resigned and mildly entertained. “We were in the middle of something.”

“Yeah,” Vernon chimed in. “You were just threatening some guy’s entire bloodline, remember?”

Seungcheol barely spared them a glance. “And? That can wait.” He pulled away just enough to cup your face, his thumb stroking your cheek with so much tenderness it was almost jarring. “Have you eaten today?”

Minghao sighed. “It’s like watching a tiger turn into a house cat.”

Seungcheol ignored them, waiting for your answer with absolute sincerity. You smiled, placing your hands on his chest. “I did, don’t worry.”

“Good,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

Meanwhile, the poor man who had been at the receiving end of Seungcheol’s threats was still tied to a chair, watching the entire scene unfold with pure disbelief. “Are we just going to pretend this is normal?” he blurted out.

Jun patted his shoulder. “Oh, you have no idea.”

The man tied to the chair looked around, completely baffled by the situation. One moment, he was about to wet himself under Choi Seungcheol’s glare—the next, the feared gang leader was melting into a doting mess over you, his entire demeanor softer than a marshmallow left in the sun.

“What the hell…” the man muttered, looking at the rest of the gang. “This ain’t normal.”

Jeonghan smirked. “Oh, it’s very normal.”

Joshua crossed his arms. “You just happen to be lucky enough to witness it firsthand.”

Before the man could fully process what they meant, Seungcheol finally turned his attention back to him. He still had one arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you close as he regarded the trembling man with the cold indifference he was known for.

“Now,” Seungcheol said, his voice shifting from lovestruck to lethal in an instant. “Where were we?”

The man flinched. “Y-You were threatening to—”

Seungcheol sighed dramatically, resting his chin on your head. “You know, I was really angry earlier. But now that Y/N’s here, I’m feeling generous.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Generous, huh?”

“Mhm.” Seungcheol’s fingers lazily traced patterns on your waist, and his men exchanged glances, knowing exactly what was coming. “I’ll let you decide what happens to him.”

The man’s eyes widened in horror. “What?! Why—”

“You should be thanking her,” Seungcheol cut him off with a smirk. “She’s the reason you still have a chance to walk out of here.”

You hummed in thought, tapping your chin as you pretended to contemplate. The man paled. He had no idea who you were, but the fact that you held this much sway over Choi Seungcheol meant you were just as dangerous.

Or worse—you were the weakness.

And Seungcheol was completely unashamed of it.

“I say let him go,” you finally decided with a smile. “I don’t think he’s brave enough to cross you again, right?”

The man frantically nodded. “Never! I swear!”

Seungcheol sighed, looking like he was only agreeing because you asked. “Fine.” He flicked his wrist, and Wonwoo moved to untie the man. “But if I see your face again, I won’t be so nice.”

The man scrambled to his feet the moment he was freed, bowing repeatedly before bolting out of the warehouse like his life depended on it.

Mingyu whistled. “That guy’s never gonna sleep right again.”

Seungcheol, completely unbothered, turned his full attention back to you, his smile soft. “You wanna get something to eat?”

“You were just interrogating someone,” Vernon deadpanned.

“And now I’m done,” Seungcheol replied smoothly. “Let’s go, baby.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “Fine. But you’re paying.”

Seungcheol grinned, pressing a kiss to your cheek before taking your hand and leading you out.

His gang stared after the two of you, shaking their heads.

“Absolutely whipped,” Minghao muttered.

“The scariest part,” Joshua said with a laugh, “is that he doesn’t even care.”

Seungcheol kept a firm but gentle grip on your hand as he led you out of the warehouse, completely unfazed by the stares of his men. He was Choi Seungcheol—the name that sent shivers down people’s spines, the leader who could crush his enemies without blinking.

And yet, here he was, grinning like a fool just because you agreed to dinner with him.

As you reached his car, he opened the door for you with an exaggerated flourish. “Your chariot awaits, my love.”

You gave him a look. “You just threatened a man’s entire existence ten minutes ago.”

“And now I’m taking my favorite person out to eat. I’m a man of many talents.” He winked before shutting the door behind you.

Once he slid into the driver’s seat, he reached over to buckle your seatbelt for you—something he always did, much to the amusement of his gang. He was perfectly capable of ordering people around to do his bidding, yet he insisted on personally making sure you were safe.

“You know, your guys are going to start thinking I have too much power over you,” you teased.

Seungcheol smirked as he started the engine. “Oh, they already do. And they’re right.”

You scoffed. “That’s dangerous for someone like you.”

He shot you a glance, his gaze fond but laced with something deeper. “Not when it’s you.”

The drive to the restaurant was peaceful, a stark contrast to the chaos that usually surrounded his life. Seungcheol made sure to keep one hand on the wheel while the other rested on your thigh, his thumb tracing idle patterns against your skin.

By the time you arrived, it was clear that Seungcheol had no interest in keeping a low profile. The restaurant—one of the most exclusive in the city—was filled with high-profile figures, some of whom stiffened the moment they spotted him walking in.

It wasn’t just fear—it was respect.

But Seungcheol didn’t pay them any mind. His entire focus was on you, pulling out your chair before taking the seat across from you. “Order whatever you want,” he said. “Not that I wouldn’t force the owner to make something off-menu if you asked.”

You shook your head with a laugh. “You really have no shame.”

“Not when it comes to you.”

The two of you settled into easy conversation, though you couldn’t help but notice how some people kept sneaking glances at your table—some out of curiosity, others in outright disbelief.

The Choi Seungcheol they knew was a terrifying force to be reckoned with. The man sitting across from you? He was currently pushing a plate toward you with a pout.

“Try this,” he insisted. “It’s good.”

“I have my own food, Cheol.”

“But this is better.”

You rolled your eyes but leaned forward to take a bite, much to his satisfaction.

Across the restaurant, a group of men who had been in very tense negotiations with Seungcheol earlier that week were watching in shock. One of them leaned forward.

“That’s him, right?”

“Yeah.”

“The same guy who almost shattered my kneecaps?”

“Yep.”

“...And he’s feeding his girlfriend like a lovesick idiot?”

“Apparently.”

“...Should we still be scared of him?”“Oh, absolutely.”

[sunnyjeon]

Jelly Cheollie (Jealous Seungcheol) A drabble, fluff stuff!

This is inspired by this video from twitter! Credits to the rightful owner, I couldn’t find the original poster. But this video is NOT mine! 🍒

Summary: Seungcheol is a confident man—steady, secure, completely sure of himself. So why does his stomach twist when he sees you laughing at another man’s words? Why is he suddenly rushing to stake his claim before it’s too late? Maybe, just maybe… he’s a jealous man after all.

I’m not a jealous man. 

Or at least, that’s what Seungcheol tells himself.  He’s pretty sure of himself— his looks, intellect, skills, taste, status. He’s steady. Secured– in all the ways he could think of. So why does his stomach twist when he sees you talking to another man?

He looks at you lovingly, so ethereal– he thinks. He had taken you out for a picnic, in a sun dress he bought you specifically for today. The sun kissed your skin beautifully, painting a blush across your cheeks and exposed shoulders. Your curls danced in the wind, swaying along with your dress. You held your cardigan in one hand, your other hand covering your mouth as you laughed at the other man’s retort. 

Seungcheol thinks you’re perfection personified. You looked so dreamy. Fairy like. You shone so brightly in that yellow dress that the sun shies away from your light. Your smile? Blinding. Your laugh? He wonders if the heavens echoes with it. It’s music to his ears, he could listen to it all d—

Wait a minute, you what? 

Seungcheol straightens up upon this realization. The picnic blanket dropped to the ground as his mind zeroes out with the thought of you laughing at another man’s words. He walks, no– sprints towards you. 

Why would you laugh at another man’s words? Is it really that funny? You even had to cover your mouth- a habit you do when you laugh out loud. He doesn’t remember the last time you did that when you were with him. Does he even make you laugh nowadays? Do you still feel the same way towards him? Is he too late? Will he reach you in time before you realize all these things?

His mind races with a million assumptions, his feet struggling to keep up.

You didn’t have time to react before he slid in between you and the guy you’re talking to. Seungcheol’s back is completely towering over your view. His muscles deliciously flexing as he tenses and crosses his arms.

This is troublesome. Given your busy lives, you haven’t had the leisure of time to spend together. But despite the schedule conflicts, he made sure to make you feel special everyday. Flowers, deliveries, gifts, constant messages, facetimes. Seungcheol is a very secure man but you know he’s been feeling a bit down because of the lack of time you spent together.

You knew you had to step in before Cheol gave out his piece of mind. Running a hand on his back, you gently call him out. “Cheol—“

But your friend interrupts. “I’m Jay, YN’s friend.” He extends a hand that Seungcheol sassily swats.

Seungcheol rolls his eyes, “I don’t care, I’m YN’s boyfriend”.

Cute, you think. You fight a snort as your friend laughs. Stepping aside, you turn to look at your unamused boyfriend. Your boyfriend is indeed a very beautiful man. His thick brows are furrowed, lips pout snarked, doll-like eyes still shooting daggers. His arms are still crossed, wrapping impossibly tighter as he takes offense to your friend’s amused laughter. 

You bite your cheek, fighting a smile. He could be such a baby at times. 

You reached out a hand, “Cheollie–” and held his face. His gaze softened as it landed on you. You feel his hand snaking up to rest on top of yours, his expression shifting as you continue. 

“Not that it’s any of our business but Jay’s gay,” you laugh.

His eyes widen, lips parting in an 'Oh.' For a moment, he panics. But then he sees your smile—warm, unwavering—feels the gentle caress of your hand on his cheek, and he knows. It’s okay.

 A laugh bubbles up his chest, he doesn’t know if it's from his silliness, embarrassment, or from the butterflies you continue to give him. But he doesn’t care, he lets it fizzle out. At this moment, it’s just you and him. It’s just you, your heart, and your love that matters to him. 

Choi Seungcheol is a jealous man. But if it means more moments like this—your hands on him, your attention all his—maybe he doesn’t mind so much. For you, it’s a privilege you’re willing to indulge in. 

[mo-notmoe]

it's always a good time for ice cream! 🍡🍧🍨🍦

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S.Coups (SVT) | Necklace fluff | 0.8k | gn!reader

“Cheol, can you help me with the necklace?”

By the time you finish the question, he’s already standing behind you. He smiles at you in the mirror, his eyes like warm chocolate in the muted light, sparkling. His fingers brush yours when he takes the thin chain from you, already focused on the task. 

It’s cute. There’s a slight frown tugging his brows together and his lips press into a pout as he gently lays the necklace against your skin. He admires you for a moment, losing the concentration that seemed unbreakable. His hands holding the chain rest against your neck, his eyes taking in every inch of your reflection. It makes you shy. You know he’s not judging, but old habits die hard.

“You’re perfect,” he whispers after a minute, shaking his head a little. As if he tried to stop the love from spilling, yet failed miserably like he always does. His hands resume their work, reluctantly parting from your body.

“You look handsome yourself,” you manage to quickly say, hopefully before the words feel awkward to hear. Seungcheol meets your gaze in the mirror and gives you a smile. Maybe you worry for nothing - he’s always eager to hear a compliment.

You feel the metal, warmed by his fingers, settle on the back of your neck. Secured and adjusted to lay in the right spot. There’s the focus in his eyes again, something almost critical in the way he examines your clothes and jewelry like you are a piece of art that he’ll show off. 

His hands settle on the base of your neck, his fingers gently kneading at the muscles to remind you to relax. 

Seungcheol has a way with his touch. You chase it, you crave it. You can never get enough. It’s just you and him, of course there’s no reason to be nervous. And he’ll be right there the whole night. You know that’s what he wants to convey with his touch.

You shiver when his warm palms slide down to your shoulder and he leans closer, breathing in the scent of your perfume. It was a birthday gift - one that he admitted through gritted teeth was better than his. He loves this scent on you. It always drives him crazy and that’s why you wore it, although you’d never admit it was on purpose. His hands skim down your arms to grab your waist and pull you closer. His lips open and finally touch your skin.

“Cheollie,” you protest weakly, glad to be supported by his strength. 

He hums, yet his lips kiss the skin just behind your ear without a second of hesitation. He strategically avoids the most sensitive spots as he trails his lips down your neck, but it doesn’t change anything. They leave behind a path of sparks that makes you jittery and unable to stay still. His fingers cling to your body like you’re the only thing keeping him sane.

“Hold my hands,” he whispers in a way that’s the complete opposite of his kisses. He sounds almost like he’s pleading. Like he needs it.

You slip your fingers between his. It makes you feel strong. In control. And a little embarrassed. There’s no need for these feelings, no need to feel as if you have the most powerful man on Earth wrapped around your finger. Yet you do. The air that reaches your lungs feels overheated. No oxygen, only want. He groans, his forehead falling to rest on your shoulder. 

You should stop him. You should warn him, tell him to stop. But you don’t. You don’t even open your eyes to check if he did leave a hickey. You’re trembling in his hold as he attacks all your sweets spots with learned precision - knowledge gained by worshiping your body for hours and hours.

His hands slip to your hips. The way he squeezes your fingers like he’s begging you not to let go set your skin ablaze. But you need to go to the event. Yet how could you push him away when he’s kissing you like he’ll die if you don’t let him have you.

“We’ll be late,” you remind him weakly. Seungcheol always listens. He knows not being on time makes you anxious. He leaves one more kiss on your shoulder.

“I’m being very responsible,” he whispers, “By not messing up your dress and pulling it off you. We still have some time.”

You trust him, leaning further against his chest. He holds you firmly, squeezing your hips while he resumes his sweet torture. He slows down. The more deliberate he is, the more you believe he wants you to forget about time, where you’re supposed to be, the world itself. 

And it’s working.

[leeeedith]

SEVENTEEN reaction after their first time with their S/O

S.Coups 🍒

Afterwards, he holds you close, his hand running slowly down your back. He whispers, "Are you okay? Was I gentle enough?" He's more worried about your comfort than anything else. It hits him hard how deep his feelings for you are. There's a new layer of protectiveness in the way he looks at you.

Jeonghan 😇

He has this quite smile while brushing your hair from your face. "So... we really just did that," he murmurs, half teasing, half overwhelmed. But there's a softness in his eyes you've never seen before—like he's memorizing you. You feel sacred to him in that moment.

Joshua 🐰

Ever the gentleman, he kisses your shoulder gently and holds your hand. "I love you," he says without hesitation. To him, it was never just physical—it was a promise. He probably puts on a playlist afterward and you both lie there, tangled up, lost in each other.

Jun 🐱

He's uncharacteristically quiet. Just lays next to you, staring at the ceiling before turning on his side to look at you. "I didn't know it could feel like that," he says, voice low. He means the emotion, not just the act. His fingers find yours, and he just keeps holding your hand.

Hoshi 🐯

He's giddy at first, making dumb little jokes to hide how emotional he is. But then he sobers up, pulling you close. "This means a lot to me," he says seriously. "You mean a lot to me." It's one of the first times you've seen his walls come all the way down.

Wonwoo 🦊

He's soft-spoken after, pressing a kiss to your temple and whispering, "Thank you for trusting me." He's not used to letting someone in so deeply, and now that he has, he's fully committed. It's in the way he strokes your arm, grounding himself in the fact that you're real and you're his.

Woozi 🍚

It leaves him a little stunned—not becayse he didn't want it, but because he didn't expect how emotional it would be. "I thought I'd be awkward," he says, brushing your hair out of your eyes. "But with you, it just felt... right." He's quiet for a while, just listening to your breathing.

DK 🍕

He laughs a little—a soft, breathless kind of laugh. "I feel like I'm dreaming," he says. There's a sine in his eyes like he might cry, but he's smiling so wide you can't help but kiss him again. He just keeps repeating how much he loves you, over and over.

Mingyu 🐶

He's the most touchy—hands never leaving your skin even after. "Was it okay?" he asks nervously, but your smile calms him instantly- He grins, presses kisses to your collarbone, and murmurs, "I didn't know I could feel this close to someone."

The8 🐸

It's quiet. Calm. He traces circles on your skin with his fingers and says, "That was more than just physical for me. I hope you know that." It's rare to hear him this open, this raw. His volnerability feels like a gift, and he knows he's just given you his heart.

Seungkwan 🍊

He's flustered but trying to play it cool. "So... we're oficially that couple now," he jokes, but then he kisses your forehead and holds you close. "I feel like I just gave a part of me to you," he admits, and you know it came from the deepest part of his heart.

Vernon 🐢

He stares at the ceiling for a bit, deep in thought. "That was... kind of incredible," he says, blinking slowly. But then he turns to face you, eyes serious. "I've never felt that safe with anyone." He kisses your hand, quietly grateful that it was with you.

Dino 🦖

He's a little shy at first, blushing and trying to read your expression. "Did I do okay?" he asks. When you reassure him, he beams, and the confidence floods in. But he still holds you like you're the most fragile, precious thing in the world—because to him, you are.

[wonupatootie]

최승철 // Choi Seungcheol [S.Coups] Fic Recsᡣ𐭩 Part II

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“To Boil A Frog” by @seungkwansphd

Childhood acquaintances to lovers, brother's best friend, slowburn, romance || W.C: 15.6k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･you & cheol go back, like way back. growing up together, you never felt anything more for him than a proximity based fondness, but things are a little different since you moved back to town.

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“Heartbreak Girl” by @nevernonline

Fem!reader || friends to lovers, suggestive || W.C: 8.6k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Seungcheol struggles with his feelings for his best friend, y/n, who is caught in a complicated relationship. As he watches her suffer from heartbreak, he finds it increasingly difficult to conceal his love for her.

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“Somebody” by @onlymingyus

Fem!reader || single dad au, fake dating, smut, fluff, angst, romance || W.C: 25.2k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･When you need someone to help you out of a bind quickly, you pick the first person you see to be your “boyfriend”, you just didn’t expect it to be your single hot dad neighbor, Choi Seungcheol…

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“Cherrybomb” by @daechwitatamic

Afab!reader || Pacific rim au, exes to lovers, angst, smut, fluff || W.C: 19.5k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Piloting a jaeger requires a rare ability called drifting - a neural connection with your co-pilot. You and Seungcheol are masters of the drift... until you have something in your head that you don't want him to see.

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“Willow” by @cherriegyuu

[Series] || Fem!reader || marriage of convenience, angst, fluff || Parts: 3 || Total W.C: 15.6k || Status: Completed

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･seungcheol always knew that he was going to marry you, but things only get harder once he does (or in which seungcheol is just really dumb and doesn't know how to show his feelings)

Please let me know if the links have any problems~

[moonlightwonu]

최승철 // Choi Seungcheol [S.Coups] Fic Recsᡣ𐭩

표현만큼 서툰 삐뚤삐뚤한 글씨가 걱정돼 밤새 고민해 쓴 내 맘을 가릴까~

Main Recs Masterlist

➣Part I // Part II

MINORS DNI!!!!!!!

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“When in Rome” by @highvern

Fem!reader || Fluff, smut, angst || W.C: ~24k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･After months of no contact, Seungcheol isn't sure what to expect when he sees you again at Jeonghan's wedding. He's prepared to apologize, to grovel, to bear the weight of a cold shoulder. Whatever it takes to have you back, his best friend since diapers; or whatever will ensure the last third of your trio has the best day of his life. But when he overhears the most recent development in your relationship, he must come to terms with something he was never prepared for, or risk losing you for good.

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“Villain! Seungcheol” by @hoshifighting

Fem!reader || Superpower au, angst, smut, crack || W.C: 13k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･After facing constant rejection from your own boyfriend, you discover he’s a superhero flying around the city. Seungcheol, the so-called 'villain,' stepped in when you were left as bait, exposed to your boyfriend's enemies. It turns out, he's the one who truly took care of you. 

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"The Great War" by @amourcheol

Fem!reader || Historical au, enemies to lovers, smut, fluff || W.C: 41k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･there was only one thing you hated more than your restricted life, and that was choi seungcheol—the greatest venetian general who has ever lived. when a marriage is arranged between the two of you, you were sure it would end in bloodshed. however, as you and seungcheol are forced to attend balls and share a few hard truths, you realise you have more in common with the mysterious general than you thought.

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“Push it Down (Sooner or Later it all Comes Out)” by @dontflailmenow

[Series] || Fem!reader || Camboy au, enemies to lovers, smut, angst || Total W.C: 50.3k || Parts: 5

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･thirsting over your ex’s best friend in general is a bad idea. given that you and seungcheol have never gotten along, it’s even worse. when you accidentally stumble across his stream, though, and he finds out? all bets are off.

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“Always Only You” by @honeyhotteoks

Fem!reader || Childhood friends to lovers, smut || W.C: 14.2k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･the date was terrible, awful even, but you just can't call your brother to pick you up. you have to call his best friend instead. 

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“Tomorrow Tonight” by @cheolbooluvr

Fem!reader || Angst, Friends to lovers, Idiots to lovers, mutual pining || W.C: 20.8k

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"Ex-conomics" by @ugh-yoongi

Fem!reader || Uni au, exes to enemies to lovers, angst, fluff || W.C: 13.4k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･you supported seungcheol through years of being an aspiring athlete, and all you got to show for it was your undergraduate degree and an awkward, stuttered apology when he dumped you to go semi-pro. now he’s back after an injury derailed his career, and there’s only one problem: you’re the only one available to tutor him. you - 0; the universe - 1. talk about no return on investment.

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"Amnesia" by @sailorrhansol

Fem!reader || Fwb to lovers, smut, angst || W.C: 11.9k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Choi Seungcheol has never been the type to commit to relationships - casual is more his thing. You’re fine with that - except you and Seungcheol seem to be terrible at casual when it comes to one another. 

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"Good Luck, Fermata Tower" by @beefboyandbabygirl

Fem!reader || Firewatch au, fluff, angst, smut, comfort || W.C: 13.9k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･after the death of your roommate you have to find a greater purpose to life. what better way than to became a fire lookout with a surprisingly charismatic neighbour tower?

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"All Roads Lead Back to You" by @the-boy-meets-evil

Fem!reader || Exes to lovers, angst, smut || W.C: 10.6k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･where you take an annual cabin trip with your friends and your ex decides to join this year

Please let me know if the links have any problems~

[woninggg]

requests open?

if so, could i please request dom scoups punishing you for being a brat?

Push and punish—崔胜澈 (NSFW MDNI!!!)

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You had been testing Seungcheol’s patience all day.

You don’t know when you started pushing his buttons on purpose—maybe it was the way his jaw clenched every time you rolled your eyes at him, or how his voice dropped an octave whenever you challenged him. Either way, you were having fun testing the limits of his patience.

Seungcheol had been patient. Too patient.

At first, he let things slide. He’d give you a look, maybe shake his head with a sigh, but he didn’t call you out on it. That only encouraged you to push further. A little more attitude, a little more backtalk. You wanted a reaction, and if he wasn’t going to give it to you easily, then you’d have to work for it.

And oh, did you work for it.

The final straw came when the two of you were settling in for the night. Seungcheol had been sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone, and he casually patted the space beside him. “Come here.”

You had rolled your eyes and pretended not to hear. That was your mistake.

His tongue presses against the inside of his cheek, exhaling slowly like he’s counting to ten in his head. “I’ve been nice all day,” he murmurs.

That alone should’ve been your warning. But instead, you let out a little scoff, stretching your legs across the couch. “And?”

Seungcheol’s jaw twitches. His fingers tighten around his phone before he sets it down“You must really want to be put in your place tonight"

You barely have time to process the shift before he moves. One second, you’re lounging smugly on the couch, and the next, you’re being yanked forward by your wrist, pulled right into his lap. A gasp escapes you, but he’s already got you caged, one thick thigh between your legs, one arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you exactly where he wants you.

“What—”

“Shh” he hushes you, tilting his head like he’s studying you. “You wanted my attention so bad, baby. Now you have it.”

A slow drag of his hands up your sides, fingertips pressing just hard enough to make you shiver. His thigh shifts beneath you, pressing against the heat between your legs, and you jolt, a small gasp slipping out.

Seungcheol smirks. “What’s wrong? This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Your stomach twists at the low, taunting edge in his voice. You want to snap back, but the words tangle in your throat when he grips your chin between his fingers, forcing you to meet his gaze.

“Go on, then,” he murmurs, guiding your hips with firm hands. “Show me how much you wanted this.”

You whimper, heat pooling low in your belly as he makes you grind against him. The friction is maddening, not nearly enough to satisfy but enough to make your thighs tremble.

He lets you chase your own pleasure for a moment—just long enough to get you desperate, before his hands still on your hips, stopping your movements entirely.

You whine, frustration bubbling up. “Cheol—”

“You don’t get to act like a brat all day and expect me to reward you. You’re gonna take what I give you. And you’re gonna thank me for it.”

His grip tightens, his thigh pressing up just enough to make you keen.“Go on, baby. Be nice and say thank you.”

His grip on your chin tightens as he leans in, lips barely brushing yours. “Say it,” he orders, but your pride keeps you silent for half a second too long. Another mistake.

Seungcheol clicks his tongue, shaking his head like he’s disappointed. “Still being a brat? Fine.”

Before you can react, you’re flipped onto your back, the rough fabric of the couch scraping against your heated skin. A sharp gasp rips from your throat as his palm presses into the small of your back, keeping you pinned.

A sudden, stinging slap lands on your ass, making you jolt. Heat floods your body, a startled moan slipping past your lips before you can stop it.

Seungcheol hums in satisfaction, his fingers kneading the flesh before delivering another slap—harder this time, making you arch against the cushion “Already so sensitive? And I’ve barely even touched you.”

You whimper, your thighs pressing together, desperate for friction. But he notices. Of course he does.

“Don’t be greedy,” he warns, grabbing your hips firmly “I decide when you get to feel good.”

His hands trail down, thumbs teasing along the waistband of your shorts before yanking them down in one swift motion. You shiver as the cool air hits your skin, knowing damn well what’s coming.

A single finger runs through your folds, barely touching, just enough to make you tremble. “Dripping already?” His laugh is mocking. “So much attitude for someone this needy.”

You whimper again, trying to move your hips for more, but his hand comes down on your ass once more. “Be still.”

You bite your lip, hands gripping the couch cushion beneath you as his fingers finally press against your clit, moving in slow, lazy circles that have you panting. It’s good—too good, but just as you start to roll your hips into it, he pulls away completely.

You whine, frustration building, but he only chuckles in response. “Oh, you don’t like that?” His fingers slide lower, teasing at your entrance but never pushing in. “That’s too bad, baby. ‘Cause I’m not stopping until you’re crying for it.”

And then, he makes good on his promise.

Over and over, he brings you to the edge, only to rip it away at the last second. His fingers, his mouth, his words—all to keep you teetering on that breaking point.

Tears prick at your eyes, your body shaking as you whimper out, “Please, Cheol—please, I can’t—”

He tilts his head. “Can’t what? Take it? But I thought you wanted my attention.”

A fresh wave of heat floods your body, humiliation mixing with the unbearable need.

Your voice is wrecked when you finally break. “I’m sorry—I’m sorry, I was being stupid, I just—please, I need you.”

Seungcheol sighs, like you’ve finally given him what he wanted. His fingers slip back between your legs, but this time, there’s no teasing. Just the overwhelming, relentless pleasure of him fucking you open with his fingers, stretching you until your nails claw at the cushions.

“That’s more like it,” he praises, voice thick with satisfaction. “Now, let’s see just how many times I can make you scream for me.”

Your body is still trembling from the orgasm, your breath coming in short, broken gasps as you try to recover—but Seungcheol doesn’t give you that luxury. His fingers drag up your thigh, slow and deliberate, teasing you even when you’re already ruined.

"Thought you were done?" he asks teasinly, his voice thick with amusement. "That's cute."

You barely have the strength to lift your head, but then you feel it—the heavy press of his cock against your entrance, hot and throbbing. Your breath catches, your exhausted body instinctively trying to shift away, but his hands are already gripping your hips, holding you still.

“Ah, ah,” he tuts, “Don’t act shy now. You were so eager to piss me off earlier—so desperate for my attention. So here. Take all of it.”

And then he pushes in.

The stretch is immediate, burning, overwhelming—and yet it’s exactly what you need. You sob his name, your nails digging into his forearms as he buries himself to the hilt, forcing you to take every inch of him at once.

Seungcheol groans, his head falling forward to rest against your shoulder. "Fuck, baby—you're so tight."

You whimper, your walls fluttering helplessly around him, still too sensitive from the way he ruined you with his fingers. He doesn’t give you time to adjust. He just pulls back and slams in again, dragging another cry from your throat.

"Cheol—too much—" you gasp, but your words are useless.

"Too bad," he growls, his pace brutal. "You wanted to act like a brat? Then take your punishment."

His thrusts are deep, his grip on your hips tight enough to leave bruises. Every drag of his cock against your walls sends another jolt of pleasure through you.

Tears spill down your cheeks again, your body reduced to nothing but the way Seungcheol is using you, fucking you open like you were made for him.

And he's enjoying every second of it.

"Crying already?" he coos, his fingers swiping at the tears staining your face. "You can take more, baby. I know you can."

You shake your head, the words 'I can’t' forming on your tongue—but before you can say them, he shifts.

His hands slip beneath your thighs, lifting them and folding you in half. And then—fuck.

He fucks into you deeper, harder, the new angle forcing you to take him even further.

"That's it," Seungcheol groans, watching your face twist with every brutal snap of his hips. "Look at you—so fucked out, so pretty when you cry for me."

You sob, your hands clutching at him, nails raking down his back as you beg—whether it’s for mercy or for more, you don’t even know anymore.

Seungcheol just smirks, his thumb finding your swollen, overstimulated clit. “One more, baby. Give me one more.”

You shake your head, your voice barely a whisper, but the pressure is too much.

The orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, your body convulsing around him as he fucks you through it.

“Good girl,” he praises, his strokes relentless. “So good for me. Just like that.”

You can feel his own climax building, his grip on your hips tightening, his thrusts growing erratic. His breath is hot against your ear as he whispers his dirty praises, his other hand tangling in your hair, tugging your head back to expose your throat.

"Mine," he says, his voice low and possessive. "You're all mine."

The words send a thrill through your overstimulated body, your pussy clenching around his cock in response.

Seungcheol's eyes darken at your reaction, his pace picking up as he fucks you harder, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of your neck.

“Ah—Cheol—” you whimper, his name a desperate plea on your lips.

Seungcheol’s hips stutter, his breath ragged, his entire body tensing before he finally stills. For a moment, there’s just the sound of his heavy breathing, your own whimpers, and the wet smack of your flesh against his.

He let out a feral groan as he slams into you one last time, his cock pulsing deep inside you. The warmth of his release fills you, mixing with your own juices as he marks his territory—his cum painting the walls of your cunt.

He pulls out, leaving you feeling empty. Your legs fall to the side, boneless and weak, your pussy still pulsing around the emptiness

You barely register the way he gathers you into his arms, his lips pressing soft kisses against your temple as he strokes your back, grounding you. The shift in his demeanor is almost jarring—going from ruthless to gentle in the span of a second.

his rough grip turning into gentle caresses, his ragged breaths evening out as he presses soft kisses against your tear-streaked cheeks. "You did so well, baby," he murmurs softly.

His hands soothe over your trembling thighs, massaging the soreness away as he whispers quiet praises, grounding you with his touch.

“You okay sweetheart?"

Seungcheol’s voice is gentle now, a stark contrast to the harshness of his earlier commands. You nod, your throat too tight to speak. You can feel his cum trickling out of you, a sticky mess between your thighs.

The room is quiet, except for the sound of his breathing—deep and satisfiedand, your own ragged breaths.

He helps you sit up, his arms circling around you, and you lean into him, feeling the warmth of his chest. You’re a mess, but he doesn’t seem to care. He kisses the top of your head, his hands moving to cup your cheeks, turning your face up to look at him.

You sniffle, trying to compose yourself, but the way he was holding you—his thumbs stroking your cheeks, his eyes searching yours—it made the tears fall faster. "I'm sorrrrrryyyy," you manage to choke out between sobs.

Seungcheol's face twists in panic for a brief second before it smooths into something softer. He wipes the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs, his eyes searching yours carefully.

" Baby, what are you sorry for, you did nothing wrong my angel"

"I don't deserve you," you murmur, your eyes filling with fresh tears as you look up at him. "I've been so—"

"No, no don't say that! if anything I'm the one that should be sorry for pushing you too hard,"

"Cheoooollliiiee" You whine, your hands weakly pushing against his chest.

He lets out a giggle, kissing you again, a gentle press of his lips. His arms tighten around you, crushing you to his chest as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

[mejaemin]

trained him well - choi seungcheol

wc: 0.8k

summary: chan calls about his relationship problems, surfacing memories of a time where seungcheol used to cause the same trouble

warnings: light cursing, suicide mention (as a joke), fluff, cuddling, pet names

an: i literally just wrote this in like 30 minutes bc i got random inspo for it. i lowk hate doing things like this, including readers from one fic in one with a “different reader” but i felt like it’d be fun to do this pov !!! i hope evb enjoys my coups debut !!!

(this is a second pov to my other work 6 hours !!! i don’t think it’s necessary to read it but things would probably make a little more sense if you did)

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you’re laying with seungcheol in bed, his obnoxiously loud snores filling the room as he sleeps on top of you. his cheeks are puffy and smushed, and his lips are parted with the way he rests his head on your chest. every once in a while he’ll subconsciously snuggle into you a little more when he feels your nails scrape his scalp, soothing him even when he’s in his dreamland.

it’s your boyfriend’s day off, the office going on a company wide vacation for some holiday. all of his friends have off too, and after their late night celebration yesterday he’s been sleeping all morning into the afternoon. you couldn’t complain, knowing that with your allergies to working this fits right in with your everyday routine. his body is heavy on top of yours, going fully dead weight in his slumber but it’s just the right amount of pressure to feel comfortable, lulling you back to sleep.

just as your mind slips from its last bit of consciousness, it’s brought right back by the loud, annoying screech of a phone ringing. sifting through the sheets for whoever’s it is, you pull out seungcheol’s phone. it’s chan who’s calling, and you really couldn’t be bothered to let your boyfriend know, especially when his ringtone didn’t even wake him up. declining the call, you set it back down and try going back to sleep before it rings again.

accepting defeat, you gently push the man’s shoulder. “cheollie, get up..” you whine, just as displeased as he is when he picks his head up.

he squints, looking up at you. “hm?” he looks incredibly displeased, and you almost want to pinch his cheeks at his furrowed brows and pout.

“chan is calling.” you hand him his phone, and he sighs heavily at the disturbance.

“so? i’m too tired for this-“ the call ends, having taken to long to pick up. it starts right back up again, his caller id paired with a photo of him while drunk filling the screen.

“that’s the third time, honey. maybe you should answer?”

he sighs, letting his head fall back down against you before putting it on speaker next to his face. their conversation is brief, seungcheol too comfortable and tired to keep it up any longer than necessary. it makes you laugh, chan whining and panicking as he vents to the elder about his relationship issues. apparently he’s been given the silent treatment, and he’s so distressed he could ‘actually throw up’ over it. your boyfriend asks why, and when he learns how stupid the situation is, yet eerily similar to one he’s been in before, the only advice he can give is “you did that to yourself, man.”

truthfully, the situation is a bold parallel to one you and your boyfriend have been in yourselves. chan ate the last of his girlfriend’s food, and is now receiving the silent treatment among other consequences. though, you’re different now, and your cheollie knows better than to mess with you or get you angry. sometimes, you think he’s actually scared of you when you’re mad. regardless, chan’s predicament makes you laugh, feeling relief that you don’t experience stuff like that anymore.

he eventually hangs up the phone, turning to you. “how familiar does that sound, hm?”

you hum, “it sure is similar to how we used to be, isn’t it?” he nods, “you wouldn’t do that to me now though, right?”

your expression turned serious, and he’s almost too quick to nod and kiss the clothed skin between your breasts in confirmation. “of course not, i’d never eat your food, baby. now, should i actually call his girlfriend, or..?” he trails off, now feeling almost as if he’s in trouble too, uncertain as to whether or not he should meddle in their issues.

you nod, shrugging. “go ahead, i don’t see why not.”

he nods, reopening his phone to search for chan’s girlfriend’s contact. once he finds it, he calls her and reluctantly relays the news. he reiterates as many times as possible that he’s on her side, agreeing that chan is wrong and he’s only relaying his ‘dying message’ they share a laugh, and she apologizes for dragging him into their mess. you say hello as well, laughing about the similarity together before the call ends.

he throws his phone to the other end of the bed, sighing as he finally relaxes into your skin again. “i’m so happy that’s over. i was scared as if i was the one who did something..”

you kiss his crown, his face hidden in your body. “you’d never, though. i trained you well, didn’t i?” you giggle, running a hand over his hair like you would to a pet.

he nods. “after that one time where you literally sent death threats, i nearly had a heart attack. and getting silent treatment? don’t even get me started, not talking to you for three days straight over a donut had me almost killing myself. i definitely know better than to fuck with you like that.” he goes on, already in a nervous ramble at the idea of receiving a punishment like that again. you may have been a little harsh, but that’s what happens when your girlfriend’s buttons get pushed. at least he’s better now, and isn’t making mistakes like his friend lee chan.

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[zeroseuniverse]

My Dad Is Single!

Word Count: 643 Summary: "You should date him. He's very handsome. Like a prince! And he makes really good pancakes!" Pairing: Single dad s.coups X Fem Nurse reader

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S.Coups had been through a lot in his life. He'd survived years in the music industry, guided twelve chaotic members through countless debuts and comebacks, and endured the existential crisis that came with turning thirty. But nothing—absolutely nothing—compared to being the father of a six-year-old girl who had just woken up from surgery and was completely loopy on pain meds.

"Hey, ma'am," his daughter, Haneul, whispered dramatically to the nurse standing by her bedside. She squinted at the woman as if she were plotting something grand. "You're really pretty."

The nurse, a kind-looking woman with a warm smile, chuckled as she checked Haneul’s IV. "Well, thank you, sweetheart. That's very sweet of you."

S.Coups, who had been sitting at the edge of the hospital bed, rubbing his temples, immediately sensed danger. His dad instincts were never wrong.

"Haneul, sweetheart—"

"My dad is single!" she blurted out before he could stop her. "You should date him. He's very handsome. Like a prince! And he makes really good pancakes!"

S.Coups groaned, slumping forward dramatically while the nurse let out a surprised laugh. His face felt like it was on fire. "Haneul… we talked about this. You can’t just—"

"He’s lonely," his daughter continued with a very serious nod. "He watches sad movies at night and sighs a lot."

The betrayal. The absolute betrayal.

The nurse raised an amused eyebrow, looking between the little girl and the mortified man beside her. "Is that so?"

"No, it is not so!" S.Coups finally found his voice. "I don’t sigh that much."

"You do," Haneul insisted. "You sigh when you fold my laundry. You sigh when you help me with math. You sigh when grandpa asks why you're still single."

S.Coups groaned again and dropped his head into his hands while the nurse struggled to hold in her laughter. He had never wished for a hole to open up and swallow him whole more than he did in this moment.

The nurse patted Haneul’s hand gently. "Well, your dad sounds like a great man. But I’m sure he’s perfectly happy just taking care of his wonderful little girl."

Haneul gasped dramatically, gripping the nurse's wrist like she had just heard the most tragic news in the world. "But he needs love!"

"Oh my God," S.Coups muttered, looking up at the ceiling like it might offer him divine intervention.

The nurse gave him a playful look. "Well, I suppose if he ever needs dating advice, he knows who to ask."

S.Coups sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day, shooting his daughter a deadpan look. "See? Now you've scared her away."

Haneul only giggled sleepily, her eyelids starting to droop again. "I just want you to be happy, Appa."

And just like that, his frustration melted away. He reached out to gently tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "I am happy, Haneul-ah. Because I have you."

She gave him a drowsy smile before her eyes finally fluttered shut. He exhaled in relief, running a hand through his hair before glancing at the nurse, who was still grinning at him.

"Sorry about that," he mumbled. "She's, uh… a little too invested in my love life."

The nurse laughed, shaking her head. "She’s adorable. And she clearly loves you a lot." She paused, then added teasingly, "And for the record, I do like pancakes."

S.Coups blinked, completely caught off guard. "I—what?"

She just winked at him before making a note in Haneul’s chart. "I'll be back to check on her in a little while. Try not to sigh too much in the meantime."

S.Coups sat there, stunned, as she walked out of the room. Then he looked down at his sleeping daughter, shaking his head with a small smile.

"Unbelievable," he muttered, chuckling softly. "She's really my kid, huh?"

[fleurstruck]

"babe, look," you call for his attention, raising your own screen up to him. "i'm also a gamer!" you exclaim with pride, holding back a laugh with how his face suddenly sours at the sight of a 3d man on your tablet screen. seungcheol takes off his headphones letting them rest around his neck after exiting his game.

"babe… who's that?" he asks, reaching for your device. you quickly snatch it away before it gets in his grasp.

"my fictional boyfriend," you reply, smug as you go back to choosing the character's outfit. "his name is sylus."

"why do you need a fictional boyfriend—" seungcheol huffs. he takes up the seat next to you, snuggling close as he watches the movement on your screen— "when you have a real one right next to you?"

you could no longer hold back your laughter, pausing your game to not affect your progress. "are you jealous over a man who's very much not real?"

his denial comes swift but you could tell, by the pink tinge of his cheeks and the way his eyes squint into a glare at your tablet, that he was very much jealous. you chuckle softly, turning your tablet off and setting it on your other side so you could cuddle up to him. you press a quick kiss to his cheek to placate him.

he preens under the attention, holding you even closer, the pout you'd fallen in love with present on his face. "he's not gonna take me away from you, ever."

[imloyaltoscoups]

"Accidentally" calling him Daddy

It had been a lazy friday afternoon, the two of you lounging on the couch. Seungcheol had one arm slung over your shoulder while his other hand absently scrolled through his phone. You were half-watching a movie, but your focus drifted to him—his black fitted shirt accentuating every sharp line and curve, his chest rose and fell with every relaxed breath he take, his hair brushed up effortlessly, revealing that maddeningly perfect forehead. Not to mention his long eyelashes that's longer than yours, and those pouty lips—damn, your mind screamed "DADDY CHOKE ME". You didn’t even realize you said it until it was too late. “Can you pass me the remote, Daddy?”

The words slipped out so casually that you didn’t register their weight until you caught the subtle quirk of Seungcheol’s lips. His smirk was slow and deliberate, like he’d just uncovered your deepest secret. He turned his head to look at you, a playful spark igniting in his dark eyes. “What did you just call me?” he asked, his voice low and teasing. Your heart nearly stopped. Heat rose to your cheeks as you scrambled to backtrack, feigning innocence. “I said Cheolie. You heard wrong.” His smirk grew wider, and he shifted so he was fully facing you, his knee pressing into your thigh. “No, no. You definitely didn’t say Cheolie” he teased, his tone dripping with amusement. “Go on. Say it again.” You shook your head furiously, burying your face in the throw pillow to hide your embarrassment. “I’m not saying anything,” you mumbled, your voice muffled. But he wasn’t letting it go. Gently, he tugged the pillow away and leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear. “Don’t be shy now,” he murmured, his voice dropping an octave. “You called me Daddy so naturally. I think I like it.” You groaned, covering your face with your hands. “Cheol, stop it. I didn’t mean to—it just slipped!” He chuckled, clearly enjoying your flustered state. “Oh, I know it slipped,” he said, leaning back against the couch, his smug expression firmly in place. “But now that it’s out there…” He trailed off, letting his words hang in the air. You peeked at him through your fingers, narrowing your eyes at the satisfied grin he wore. “Don’t get any ideas,” you warned, though your voice lacked conviction. Cheol simply shrugged, reaching over to pull you into his lap. His arms wrapped around your waist, and he pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “Too late, baby,” he whispered, his lips brushing yours. “I think you just gave me a new favorite nickname.” Your face burned as you tried to squirm out of his hold, but his grip was firm. “Cheol!” “It's daddy, remember?,” he corrected with a wink.

[militarywifesvt]

hi! I love your works! So i had this sudden cute thought of like neighbors Reader and S.Coups and like Cheol loves taking care of reader because she is this cute sunshine that could easily get hurt(?) mentally and physically idk haha and one day he decides to confess to reader and was too scared to see reader’s reaction (and reader started off with a reply that seemed like a rejection or something), so he ran off and reader had to prepare something/take care of him too and finally tell him that reader likes him just as much..i hope that makes sense haha

Cheol can be idol cheol here to hehe

Love next door ( P1 )

Pairing : idolneighbour!cheol x neighbour!reader

Trope : neighbours to lovers / sunshine X sunshine protector

Summary : how could he not find you cute when all you do is pout and cause trouble ? Of course , he'll always be the one to rescue you . Part two

Genre : fluff

Warnings : mentions of (minor) injuries , blood , minor accidents etc. ( not in this part tho )

I'm so sorry but this will be a two or three part series . It was originally a one shot but I figured it was too long so I divided it , enjoy !

Your life was never the fancy kind . Living in a small , affordable apartment in one of the quieter corners of Seoul wasn’t the dream , but it was manageable . Cozy . Close enough to the metro . And most importantly , tolerant of small fires. Literal ones . Your kitchen was a battlefield . Your plants were screaming for help . But at least rent was decent , the view was cute , and nobody expected you to have it all together .

Usually , people don't move into this building regularly . It was technically empty , apart from you and an elderly woman downstairs , aunt younghee . She has developed a twitch from how many times you dropped something random at 2 a.m . The unit next door had been vacant for months . It felt kinda lonely being the only one living on the second floor , but you didn't mind it that much .

One morning , during your daily dose of gossip with aunt younghee , she winked and said

“ Guess what? There’s a new tenant moving into this floor . They said it was a celebrity . Wonder if they’ll shake things up around here! "

Of course you didn't believe her . No way someone in their right mind would move into such an apartment , let alone a celebrity . So you didn't think much of it .

A couple of days later , while you were getting back from your part-time job , walking up the stairs to see huge boxes in front of the apartment next door , unit 4B.

So someone actually moved in ?

Ignoring the fact that unit 4B is not the best option for a celebrity , you were happy to know that you're not alone anymore . So , determined to leave a good first impression and to make a new friend , you baked a fresh batch of cookies , decorated them with bright icing and little smiley faces to deliver them to your new neighbour as a welcome gift .

The next morning , you grabbed the little gift and walked across the hallway with a wide hopeful grin . You knocked on the door twice . When he opened the door and saw you smiling so brightly , like pure sunshine , it caught him off guard . To him , There was something effortlessly pretty about you , not flawless, but genuine and full of life . A strange warmth bloomed in his chest , soft and unexpected . But , the idiot you are , you didn't notice that . Instead , you bounced on your feet while introducing yourself

" Hi , unit 4B ! I suppose your name is choi seungcheol , right ? I'm y/n , I live right next door ! Consider this as your welcome gift . Enjoy ! "

You walked a few steps away , then turned around to whisper with a cheeky smile

" Oh yeah , and by the way , the neighbours think you're a celebrity "

You disappeared from his sight , and he just stood there with the box in his hands , reading the note " welcome to our not-so-nice building ! " Then closing the door before whispering " cute " under his breath .

[leeeedith]

SEVENTEEN reaction to a heated argument with their S/O

S.Coups 🍒

As a leader, Seungcheol tries to stay calm at first, but when emotions run high, his voice gets deeper, and his words become sharper. He hates fighting with you, so if things get too heated, he'll run a hand through his hair and take a deepp breath. "I need a minute," he'd say, stepping away to cool off before coming back to talk things through.

Jeonghan 😇

Jeonghan is calculating, even in anger. His words are quiet but cut deep, hitting where he know it'll sting. "You think you're the only one who's hurt?" he'd say, eyes narrowing. He's the type to leave the room mid-argument, needing space to cool down before coming back with a softer tone, apologizing in his own quiet way.

Joshua 🐰

Shua rarely raises his voice, but when he does, it feels heavy. He tries to stay rational, but if he feels misunderstood, his patiente slips. "Can you just listen to me for once?" he'd say, his usual gentle tone replaced with frustation. He'd be the first to apologize afterward, quietly pulling you into a hig and whispering, "I'm sorry. I hate fighting with you."

Jun 🐱

Jun get quiet. The more heated the argument gets, the more he shuts down. He crosses his arms, avoiding eye contact, and responds with short, slipped answers. "Okay. Whatever." It's his defense mechanism, but after a while, he'd approach you softly. "I don't like fighting. Let's talk properly."

Hoshi 🐯

Hoshi is emotional and expressive—his voice would rise quickly, and his words would spill out faster than he can control. "Why are you making everything so difficult?!" he might shout in the heat of the moment, only to immediately regret it. After cooling off, he'd feel incredibly guilty, approaching you with teary eyes and a quiet, "I didn't mean that... I'm sorry."

Wonwoo 🦊

Wonwoo turns cold and distant. He won't raise his voice, but his tone gets sharper with every word. "Maybe we should stop talking if we're just going to hurt each other." He hates confrontation, so he'd prefer to walk away, needing time alone before quietly apologizing later, his voice soft. "I don't want to fight anymore."

Woozi 🍚

Woozi gets defensive fast. His frustration would bubble over quickly, and he'd snap, "Why do you always assume you're right?" He hates feeling misunderstood, so he tends to push people away when wmotions run high. He'd need time alone to reflect before coming back, his voice soft and apologetic. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that... Can we talk properly this time?"

DK 🍕

Dokyeom hates confrontation, but when emotions boil over, his voice cracks with hurt. "Do you even care how I feel?" His eyes would get watery, and he'd probably retreat into himself, needing space to process. Afterward, he'd be quick to apologize, holding your hands tightly. He'b be quick to apologize once he cooled off, his heart aching at the thought of upsetting you.

Mingyu 🐶

Mingyu gets overwhelmed. He raises his voice out of frustration, running his hands through his hair and pacing. "I'm trying my best, okay?!" he'd shout before immediately regretting it. After the argument, he'd feel incredibly guilty, sitting next to you silently beofre whispering, "I'm sorry.. I never meant to hurt you."

The8 🐸

Minghao stays composed, but his words become sharp and precise. "If you don't trust me, what's the point of this?" His cold tone is his way of protecting himself. He values respect and understanding, so when tose feel threatened, he withdraws. He needs time to cool down until he'd quietly approach you, tone softly. "I shouldn't have said that. Let's talk."

Seungkwan 🍊

Seungkwan's emotions are all over his face. His voice would rise as his frustation spilled over, and he's not afraid to say what's on his mind. "Why do you always make me the bad guy?!" He'd probably cry after things settled down, apologizing through sniffles.

Vernon 🐢

Vernon avoids confrontation, so in a heated argument, he'd get quiet and detached, his responses short and distant. "Whatever. Believe what you want," he'd say, trying to shut the conversation down. He avoids eye contact and tries to leave the situation. It takes him a while to open back up. Eventually, he'd mumble. "I didn't mean to shut you out... Can we talk?"

Dino 🦖

Chan tries to stay calm but struggles with feeling misunderstood. His voice would rise, and his frustation would show in his body language—pacing, running his hands through his hair. "Why don't you ever take me seriously?!" he'd yell. After some space, he'd return, voice soft. "I'm sorry. I just... want us to understand each other."

[waldau]

how they take care of you — seventeen | 2,531 words | hurt/comfort, fluff

i didn't know i liked writing ot13 this much!

gender neutral reader. warnings: reader is stressed out/tired/scared/ill/sad? y'know, the usual spectrum of negative human emotions?

seungcheol

gets so concerned when he hears a hitch in your voice when you greet him that he drops whatever he’s doing and rushes to you. doesn’t matter if he’s on a call or if he’s doing some important paperwork, he’s all yours now.

gives you a big, comforting hug that tries to shield you from everything but him. kisses your head to try and ground you.

doesn’t make you talk if you don’t want to, but he insists that you don’t keep it in for too long because it’s only going to hurt you in the end. lasts only for a while before asking if there's someone that needs some talking to for making you feel this sad.

tries to do anything in his power to see you smile, even if it's momentary. shows you a funny picture of his favourite child (mingyu) to cheer you up. asks if you feel okay enough to walk kkuma with him, because she needs some time with her other favourite person (you).

“you know i love you, right? that's never changing.”

jeonghan

is proud to be the person that becomes your comfort when something doesn’t go right, or when you’ve had a bad day.

immediately bottles up any jokes he’s about to make and wipes away your tears, stops only when you bat his hands away. even if he doesn’t want to let go of you, he respects your boundaries.

when you're feeling a bit better, he pulls you down into the sofa and cuddles with you, and is content whether you choose to tell him what’s on your mind, or if you want to be silent and fiddle with his shirt instead.

kisses your forehead and looks into your eyes when he promises you that it’s just one bad day, and that he’s always here for all the others. links pinkies with you because he knows how much it means to you, even if it may seem childish.

will resort to tickling you to make the last traces of your sadness vanish, and asks if there’s anything else he can do to make you smile.

joshua

comes to pick you up from work because he has a free day, and realizes something’s wrong the moment you greet him hello without even looking at his face for more than two seconds.

doesn’t make a big deal out of it, though. takes your stuff from you and greets you softly. opens the door for you and buckles your seat belt. asks you if it’s okay that he’s not taking you home first, because there’s some place else he wants to take you.

dismisses any concerns you have about not looking “good enough” to go out, because you look absolutely gorgeous at any time of the day, and he’d never lie about something like this to you. lets you choose whatever music you want as he weaves through the traffic on the streets, telling you about his day.

parks the car and gets out to hold your hand in his as he guides you over to the many stalls, asking you to pick whatever you want to eat. sits next to you on one of the benches overlooking the river, your legs swinging as you lean into his side and enjoy your meal. is glad he could take care of you like this because you needed it.

“trust me when i say whatever happened is not your fault, okay, sweetheart?”

junhui

is more confident in his actions than his words, because he can immediately notice the little changes in your behaviour: your tired smile, and the way you’re kind of curled in on yourself, as if trying to take up less space.

gives you a long hug with lots of cheek kisses and pulls you into the kitchen to show you what he’s working on: a dish that coincidentally happens to be your comfort food. it’s your favourite, especially when jun makes it in his own style.

this six foot man becomes small as he tries to do anything to make you smile. hates that you’re even feeling this way. throws random pickup lines at you to see which one gets you to crack and slap his arm and tell him to stop (he won’t, because he loves you too much).

offers to feed you dinner once it’s ready and makes random airplane noises that bring out a giggle from you. watches as you eat slowly and is glad when he sees your bowl is empty. doesn’t resist your offer of feeding him dinner once you’re done.

hides under the blankets with you and watches cat videos till your eyes shut from exhaustion and his arm hurts from holding up the phone from so long. cuddles with you and doesn’t let go even when you halfheartedly complain about how warm it is.

soonyoung

becomes so gentle that it pulls you out of your dullness a bit, makes you wonder where your usually hyperactive boyfriend is.

doesn’t baby you because he knows you don’t like it, but he makes sure you get everything you need. calls his mother to ask her the exact recipe for this soup she used to feed him when he used to get ill. stays by your side even when you have a raging fever and you’re worried he’s going to catch it if he kisses your cheek one more time.

doesn’t complain even once when you wake him up because of how uncomfortable you’re feeling. what else is he there for, if he can’t take care of the person he loves the most? wraps himself along with you in your blanket even if it’s hot enough that he can just melt.

is your hype man when you finally get better enough to start moving around the house by yourself. watches you with the biggest smile on his face that he will not tamp down when he sees you eating the soup he made, and almost cries with joy when you ask him for a second serving.

doesn’t blame you one bit when he catches the same bug a week later, because you’re there to take care of him through it, and because he loves you too much for it to be an issue.

wonwoo

gently pulls you into his chest the moment he sees your tear-streaked cheeks, and rests his head on yours. doesn’t ask you what’s wrong because he feels it’s more important to make you feel better.

doesn’t care that your tears are leaving behind a spot on his shirt, and shushes you for even pointing it out. in fact he wants you to do that so that you can run out of tears and he can take care of you properly.

gives you his hoodie to wear because it’s oversized on you, and he loves seeing you in it just as much as you love wearing it.

makes you wrap your arms around his waist from behind and cling onto him while he goes about the house finishing his share of chores. does yours without asking if he senses you’re too drained out to do them.

absolutely needs you by his side regardless of what he’s doing, whether it’s playing a game or brushing his teeth. offers to read you a book if you’re having trouble falling asleep. tells you he loves you in the lowest voice possible when he sees you finally asleep against his chest, breathing evened out.

jihoon

might not very verbal, but when it comes to you, he knows exactly what to do to make things better.

knows you’re in his studio when the door shuts, but you don’t greet him. decides to finish some edits on the song he’s working on before he turns to you, only to find you lying on the sofa facing away from him.

genuinely sad to hear you had a bad day. he got through today only because of all the encouraging texts you sent him. decides the least he can do is return the favour.

wraps you in your favourite blanket that he always keeps at the studio for when you visit. holds your hand regardless of whether you want to talk or not. offers to order food to the studio so that he can make sure you’re not hungry.

very thankful that you came to him because you were feeling down, and he very much wants to call it a day and take you home so that he can cuddle with you and make your day just a bit better.

seokmin

his mood almost always mirrors yours, so when he sees you so exhausted and down, his heart genuinely hurts.

not a confrontational person, but he’s willing to fight whatever made you sad, even if it was a table you stubbed your toe on. happy that it brings a smile to your face even if he didn’t actually fight anything.

have you seen his arms? wraps them around you till you push him off with a bit of a smile on your face. he then decides he wants to use them to bake something for you. you’re the better baker between the two of you and since he’s got loads of time today, he decides he wants to learn something that he can make the next time you’re away and he doesn’t have to feel that lonely.

is your own personal jukebox. belts out whatever song you want, and does a mini infinite aju nice in the comfort of your kitchen, making you jump while the oven works, till you’re tired and actually smiling.

“it’ll be okay, i promise. i love you.”

mingyu

hates that you had a nightmare but is thankful that he was sleeping right next to you when it happened.

the biggest cuddle bug you’ll ever see you in your life. when you wake him up with a shaky voice, he immediately blinks out of his sleep and holds you in his arms. he’ll hug you and keep hugging you till he can drain your sadness even just a little.

doesn’t matter how late it is; if you can’t go back to sleep, he’ll pull you to the kitchen and make his ramen just for you. makes you help him chop some ingredients and stir the broth so that you feel involved. keeps purposely bumping into you every time you cross paths and takes a kiss as payment.

finds some cheesy, slow music to dance to and gently pulls you all over the kitchen, twirling you and even bending you as the song ends. loves hearing your laugh when he pulls you back up.

“i hope you dream of me when you sleep again. i love you.”

minghao

words aren’t necessary when he can just take care of you the way you always deserve to be taken care of.

actually gets upset (a little) when you apologize for crying in front of him. who else will make you feel better when you’re down if not for him? makes you promise never to feel nervous to be emotional around him.

runs a bath for you and makes your favourite food. when you’re done with dinner and feeling a bit better, he takes you to bed and cuddles with you, wanting you to focus on his breathing so you can calm yourself. he whispers endearments into your ear. also makes sure you know how proud he is of you for getting through today.

would give you the entire world if he could, but when you tell him the only thing you want is him, he promises you he’s never going anywhere, no matter what happens.

“i’m so lucky to call myself yours, my love. always.”

seungkwan

he can never stand seeing his loved ones sad, so when he sees you, he needs to find a way to make your smile get back to your face.

sees your lips wobble when you say hello to him, and he eventually coaxes the issue out of you: your friends had ditched a get-together you’d been planning at the last minute, and they didn’t even have the decency to apologize for it. he feels extremely angry on your behalf and is ready to curse. doesn’t do it only because it won’t help you.

thinks about what he can do to make you happy. asks if he can take you out on a drive tonight so you can watch the stars with him. when you regretfully decline the offer, he asks if you want to create a blanket fort and watch movies or go to sleep.

it’s not long before he’s constructing a blanket fort for the first time in his life thanks to some youtube tutorials. he’s upset when it collapses right in the middle of constructing it, but he realizes he’d build it a hundred times more if it meant you’d laugh the way you just did.

sets up snacks and your favourite drinks after a while. keeps apologizing to you on behalf of your so-called friends till you tell him to stop. promises that he’s always going to be with you, and that you don’t have to be sad when you’re with him. falls asleep with you in his arms, and a smile on your face, snacks and movies forgotten.

hansol

feels bad the moment he sees you try to mask the sadness on your face with a smile.

better with actions than words, so he kisses your forehead and trails you around the house while you try to relax from the day you had. if you’re really sad, he lets you just rest your head against his collarbone and breathe till you feel better.

“you’ve got this, and you’ve got me, okay? i’m right here.”

has a bunch of handmade coupons for whenever you feel sad. each coupon has the same four options: eat, talk, watch a movie, sleep. does whatever you choose, whether it’s only one or all four.

another one who has no problem with prolonged eye contact. he looks at you till you understand that he loves you more than he can say and that he’s always there for you when you feel like this.

chan

always used to being babied by his older brothers, so he feels happy to get a chance to take care of you. just doesn’t like the fact that you’re sad, because you deserve to be anything but.

very transparent with his affection for you. he whispers “i love you” into your hair when you ask him for a hug, shouts it across the living room when you come out to get some water, and holds your hand under the table during dinner even if it’s inconvenient.

if you’re really down, and don’t feel like talking, he bundles you into a blanket and puts you on the sofa and sits close to you, so that you have your space but he’s close enough if you need him.

sits with you while you work and watches intently even if he doesn’t understand much of what you’re doing. ready to go to the store and get you anything you’re craving, regardless of how late it is.

“i love looking after you, okay? don’t ever feel bad about telling me what’s troubling you.”

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