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[fairyhaos]

how seventeen react to their s/o getting cuteness aggression for them

requested by anon! seriously guys you always have the best ideas,,,, anyways i loved this req yet again

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seungcheol, joshua, junhui, woozi

you make weird scrunchy hand gestures in his face one time and very seriously go “i wanna just shfjkrehfkrrhr your face in my hands, you know?”. and he just blinks, wide-eyed, mostly just fascinated at how to made that sound with your mouth, before slowly nodding his head and going “okay”. you tell him that he's cute on a regular basis in the strangest of ways so like, he's used to it now. once, you grabbed his cheeks and gave him kisses all over and complained about his adorableness until he was laughing, and he thinks that was the best incident of your cuteness aggression over him. the whole idea of cuteness aggression is kinda endearing tbh and the way you in particular express it?? most adorable thing in the world. 

jeonghan, minghao, seungkwan

1000000% capable of getting all aggressive back at you, don't even test him. he'll get all up in your face and poke your cheeks being all like “me?? let's talk about you!! why are YOU so cute huh?? have you thought about how i feel about that??? why do you walk around being so cute when you Know that it's gonna make me fall even more in love with you????” until you're literally giggling at his faux anger over how adorable you are. gives you the side-eye and clicks his tongue bc How Dare you get all screechy about his cuteness when you're literally sitting right there and being way cuter than he could ever be. 

hoshi, mingyu, dokyeom

you yell “WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE” into his face and he will literally jump five feet into the air and yell back “I DON'T KNOW!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME” whilst almost sobbing bc why??? are you yelling???? and what does that have to do with him being cute??? your cuteness aggression always takes him by surprise bc he didn't know it would be so… well, aggressive. you ruffle his hair until it's so messed up he can't see a thing and then smack a huge kiss on his cheek before leaving. and he's just left sitting there, hair in his eyes, a little dazed bc uhhh literally what just happened and why is he actually BLUSHING like what have you done to him

wonwoo, vernon, chan

you unleash your aggression over his cuteness on him and he just stares at you with lost eyes and the what are you doing clear on his face. you need to explain to him that there's this thing called “cuteness aggression” that can be activated by things that are just so cute that you wanna scrunch them up in your hands. and he nods and makes understanding noises but you're not entirely sure he gets it. no matter tho bc you start getting the cuteness aggression urges more and more often and now you're beginning to think that he's acting out his cutest actions on purpose just so that you'll come over and squish his face super duper hard

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[cherryredcheol]

quiet time

tldr: what exactly is he staring at? a/n: this is an ode to my own headphones. thank you for everything you do. (none of this would exist without you)

you think the best thing vernon ever did for your relationship was buy you your own pair of noise-canceling headphones. not only was it cute that you two had a subtle way of matching, but the gift was the catalyst for what you two called “quiet time”. 

you knew vernon needed his alone time. knew he needed time with his headphones on and music blasting in his ears, in his own world. you were happy to give him the space and do your own thing. when you opened the headphones he had given you, you weren't really sure you’d use them, perfectly happy with your small earbuds. the large headset seemed excessive. however, you quickly got the appeal after using them for the first time.

now every time you two hung out, you’d have quiet time. each doing your own thing, existing in the same space but not interacting with each other. hair getting flatter on both your heads as the band of the headphones pressed down. 

today you were sat on opposite ends of the couch, several feet of space between you both. you were absorbed in a game on your phone. he couldn’t help but stare at you, the music blasting into his own ears becoming background noise as he focused on you. he loved seeing you in those headphones, pleased to no end when he sees how well you use them. when he bought you the exact same pair that he had, he was nervous they would get mixed up but that fear was put to bed when you promptly decorated yours with little stickers, saying they needed to be “cuter” and as he stares at those stickers now, he can confirm you’re cute, but it might not be the headphone’s doing. 

you could feel vernon’s gaze on you, you’d felt it for minutes now. no longer able to stand it, you turned your head to him, pulling the headphones down to rest around the back of your neck. 

“why are you staring at me like that?” 

vernon pulled his own headphones down, unphased, “what?” 

you huffed, “why are you staring at me so intensely? it's creeping me out.” 

he smiled easily, “i just love you so much, bug.” 

you rolled your eyes, pulling the headphones back up, “well knock it off, you’re distracting me from my game.”

vernon just continued to stare, not missing the soft blush on your cheeks and little smile tugging on your lips as you tried to focus on the small screen in your hands. unsuccessful, you turned your head again pushing the headphones just off the ear closest to vernon, "for real stop staring. i need to beat this level before i can even think about making dinner so if you want to eat soon, you’ll look away.” 

laughing, vernon crawled closer to you, closing the distance between you two on the couch. wrapping an arm around your shoulders, he pulled you closer and whispered in your exposed ear, “i’ll wait forever for dinner if it means i can keep looking at you.” 

[mingtinys]

" i am so proud of you "

pairing : hansol chwe x gn!reader

"13 ways to say "i love you" with seventeen"

warnings : language

word count : 0.6 k

a/n : got a little carried away with this one , something about writing for vernon is just so fun

"I was thinking, why don't we go out tomorrow to that restaurant you really like? To celebrate and all."

"I'd really like that." You call back, glancing over at your boyfriend who is still busy washing dishes at the kitchen sink. Though he isn't looking directly at you, you can just make out the excited look in his eyes and the toothy grin gracing his lips. He's been like that since you told him about your promotion at work. Honestly, you didn't expect him to make such a fuss over it. It was a relatively small promotion, just a raise and a slightly higher title. But that sunny expression on his face could make someone think you'd hit CEO status.

"I'll make reservations after I finish up here." His words are barely audible over the running water. You're about to thank him when your phone buzzes to life beside you.

Incoming call from Boo Seungkwan.

Seungkwan? You think, narrowing your eyes at the screen. Why on earth could he be calling you and not Hansol?

"Hello?"

"Y/N!" His excited voice comes through the speaker. "You're not busy right?"

"Not really, no. Why, what's up?"

"I— well we all wanted to call and congratulate you on your promotion!" A chorus of voices flood your phone and you take it you're on speaker with the rest of the members.

"That's very sweet of you all, thank you." It's nice, having so many people in your corner cheering you on. "But how'd you know? I only just found out about it a couple hours ago."

"You're joking right?" It sounds like Chan. "Hansol won't shut up about it in the group chat."

"He talks about me?" You ask no one in particular

"Yeah, like an annoying amount." That's definitely Mingyu.

There's a short altercation on the other side of the call, probably Seungkwan trying to wrestle his phone back from various members. But you don't pay much mind, the warm feeling in your chest taking over all other senses. You let your gaze drift back to Hansol, who is now on his laptop, nodding along to whatever song is currently playing in his head.

"Just, give it here—! Sorry about that," Seungkwan's voice jolts you from a daze. "Anyways, we just wanted to give you our compliments. We'll let you get back to your night."

Good, because tears are already welling up at your lashes and you're not sure how much longer you can hold back the stitch in your throat. "I appreciate it, tell everyone I said thank you."

You hang up before Seungkwan can respond and promptly make your way to the kitchen. Hansol's nose is still buried in his laptop, eyes squinted as his fingers peck at the keys. "Okay," He says upon the realization of your presence. He hits the enter key rather dramatically. "Reservations are made and you're . . ." His words teeter off when he looks up, met with your tear-filled gaze.

He takes a beat. Brows furrowed and head cocked to the side. "–You're crying. Shit, wait— why are you crying?" Hansol panics. He rushes to you, taking your face between his warm hands. Holding you the way one would hold fine China. Carefully, his thumb comes to swipe a stray tear from your cheek.

"You tell your members about me?" You sniffle. Hansol's eyes go wide and his mouth opens and closes like a fish before he conjures up an answer. "Was I not supposed to?"

The pure concerned cluelessness in his voice makes you giggle and he seems to relax when he realizes he's not in trouble. "I just didn't know you bragged about me like that, it's sweet."

"I am so proud of you,"  Hansol speaks with unashamed sincerity. "Why wouldn't I brag about your accomplishments?"

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[kozukensgf]

bf texts with OT13! Maknae line

seventeen reactions to "our kids are going to be so cute" texts

character(s): dk, mingyu, the8, seungkwan, vernon, dino

genre: smau, crack, fluff, fake texts

note: funfact! myungho one is actually he said it irl🥹 our sweet boy

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hyung line || maknae line

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[mangocustard16]

CALLING SEVENTEEN BY THE WRONG NAME AS A PRANK

genre fluff, crack? pairing svt x reader word count 0.8k warnings mentions of cheating, jealousy(obv), mentions of sexy times?

seungcheol would pout, asking, "what did you just call me?" his voice held a hint of disappointment. his eyes searching yours for any jest. when you confessed that it was just a prank, his smile would turn into a relaxed smile as he whined about you always pulling some stupid prank on him

jeonghan's head would whip around so fast, as if he couldn't quite believe what he heard. "what did you just call me, baby?" he'd ask with a blank stare. and now he won't stop calling you all the random names known to mankind

joshua would freeze at first but he would reply just as normal leaving you confused. when you call him by a different name again, he'd ask you to sit down and talk. when you explain the prank, he'd release a sigh of relieve

jun would freeze in his tracks, his eyes widening in panic as he processed your words. his heart would skip a beat, and for a moment, he'd feel a surge of insecurity and fear. "love, why would you call me that?" his voice trembling, "you're not…cheating on me with him, right?" when you tell him that it was just a prank, he'd fall over, clutching his heart dramatically "oh no y/n! what would i ever do without you~~?"

hoshi would be caught completely off guard, his eyes widening in surprise as he hears you call him anything except baby, let alone any other man's name. he'd sputter, almost choking on the water he was drinking, before managing to set the glass down with a thud. "That's not my name!" he'd shout. "hey, hey, I'm sorry, baby, it was just a joke…" you'd say. "no! horanghae power attack  launch!" he'd exclaim as he tackled you

wonwoo would pause for a moment, and his eyes would lock onto yours with a hint of seriousness. "Excuse me?" his voice would be calm, but there's a firmness to it that would make you pause. as you try to backtrack, explaining that it was just a prank, wonwoo's expression softens slightly, but the seriousness in his eyes remains. "i see," he responds, booping your nose

woozi would almost not catch what you called him, but he'd quickly get up and follow you around the house, asking you who that person was. "just tell me who it is. your coworker? the barista down the block? just who?" when you tell him that you were pranking him, he'll just hug you, telling you how much he loves you

dokyeom would fall for it instantly, his eyes almost filling with tears. "do you not love me anymore?" you'd have to assure him again and again that it was truly just a prank and that you love him more than anything. he'd be over it after a night full of cuddles and comforting kisses

mingyu wouldn't even bat an eye at your slip-up. instead, he would simply raise his eyebrows in mild amusement, his lips twitching with a hint of a smirk. "now now, did I hear you right?" he'd ask, his tone casual as he'd wait for confirmation. when you confirm that he indeed heard correctly, mingyu will chuckle softly before effortlessly lifting you up and tossing you over his shoulder. "I thought by now you'd know my name since you scream it all the time—" "mingyuu"

minghao wouldn't be impressed, not in the slightest. Why on earth would you call him by some random name? he would glare, his eyes narrowing with irritation. as you continue to call him by this ridiculous name, his glare intensifies into a blank, annoyed stare

seungkwan's head would turn so fast that it would almost scare you. "what did you just call me?" he'd say giving you his iconic side-eye, making you burst with laughter. which would make him even more confused. when you tell him about the prank, he's not at all impressed, but he'd just laugh at his own reaction to your prank

vernon would react with his usual nonchalant demeanor, his expression barely changing at your slip-up. he'd raise an eyebrow, a subtle hint of amusement dancing in his eyes as he casually remarks, "did I hear you right?" upon confirmation, he'd simply shrug. "guess i've got a new nickname now," he'd say with a casual shrug before continuing whatever he was doing as if nothing had happened

dino's reaction would catch you off guard. instead of showing any sign of annoyance or amusement, he'd simply blink, his expression unreadable for a moment. then, without a word, he'd gently take you out to the balcony, making you feel a lil bit weird. but just when you're about to ask, he'll stop and turn to you, a small smile playing on his lips. "You know, sometimes it's fun to keep them guessing," he'd say, his eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint as you both laughed your hearts out

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[breezeoow]

hansol is for the girlies who are scared of being vulnerable, who are always stuck in the past, who are never considered enough, who slam their head every time they are just thinking, who can easily solve others' problems but theirs, who are always the last person to get chosen to be in a team, who are not their fathers princess, who fails trying to put their broken selves together, who developed lots of hobbies to escape, who have never got a personal space.

[wifeyoozi]

Boyfriend Vernon texts

(because I had so much fun with woozi last time ,, more will come in future)

[cxffecoupx]

our little thing

chwe hansol + bickering over which christmas movie is superior wc: 672 warnings: vernon being a cutie, gets a little emotional at the end (i think) author's note: todays exam was shit. this was made in a haste. please bear with me (me for the 23456th time). but i kinda like it a little. also basically i've tweaked the prompt a little i guess. but this was the general idea. hope you like it <33 winter wonderland masterlist

"sol, stop sulking; it's been more than an hour now!"

hansol just huffs once more before crossing his arms across his chest and looking away. you walk over to him to sit beside him.

"it was just a silly debate, non. i didn't even mean it that seriously."

"silly?! you mean to tell me, that movies are silly?!" he mocks a hurt expression before pressing his palm to his chest to drive his point home. you can only roll your eyes at this drama queen of a boyfriend.

two hours ago, vernon posed a question that he explained was 'in the spirit of the holidays'.

"what's your favourite christmas movie?" he asked while you were looking at decoration ideas through pinterest for seungcheol's christmas bash.

you actually had to judge him for that. for asking you that question, when he very well knew the fact that you were: 1) not a movie person, and 2) not a holiday person (two things that emotionally hurts vernon every time you express it, he claims).

so without much thought, you say what could have been the worst answer anyone could ever give to a movie person who likes the holidays:

"i dont know; i never really cared."

vernon swears he heard something break into a million pieces at that moment. if he were half as dramatic as his best friend seungkwan was, he'd have faked a faint and fell to the floor with his hand to the forehead (you say this in detail because this has happened before - when you answered the same way when he asked what your favourite christmas song was).

you thank whoever is up there that your boyfriend is nonchalant.

but this answer was enough for your stoic boyfriend to pout (a pout!! that you has to resist kissing), and move to the other end of the couch, far away from you, with the same worked up expression as right now.

for a whole two hours, he stayed huffing and puffing across from you.

you try to get him to look at you, but when that doesn't work, you climb onto his lap and hold his face between your hands. his face felt cold to the touch, nose a pretty pink and lips still in a pout.

this time, you don't resist your urge to kiss.

you lean in and press a lingering kiss to his lips. you could feel him melt under you, leaning into you while trying to deepen the connection. when you pull away after some time, he rushes to chase your lips. you place a finger to his.

"sol," you take a breath and continue.

"i've never really celebrated the holidays before. i mean, we did have some quality family time during the meals, of course. but we've never shopped for ornaments, or decorated the tree and put up a star. i've never sat down with them to watch christmas movies."

you smile when you notice his nose become even red, and smooch it.

"so, i've never really found the appeal to it. i'm grateful for all the holidays i've had, i really am. but there are just some things i silently wish for at times."

he takes a deep breath and pulls you in for a hug.

"let me fulfill that wish for you. we're a family, you and i. we can make new traditions, you know? i've watched a lot of holiday movies, we can watch them together ever year. make it special with some wine, or some hot chocolate. some caramel popcorn. a warm blanket around us."

he pauses to smile before going on.

"and you'll fall asleep in the middle of it, but i won't wake you up because then i'll get to have your share of the popcorn too. and i can tease you about it till the next year, when we do more things to tease each other about."

vernon presses a chaste kiss to your lips.

"you and i can slowly make it our little thing, just like you've wanted."

prompt by @novelbear divider by @adornedwithlight

[madewithangst]

SEVENTEEN + contacts another member about marrying you [pt2]

PAIRING: seventeen (ot13) x gn!reader GENRE: text imagine, fluff WARNINGS: a few swear words, marriage???, mention of food, excessive use of "hyung" lol NOTE(S): I tried my hardest to find a hand that can be for anyone, really sorry if I failed in that area

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A/N: in case some of you didn't get who mingyu's talking with, it was wonwoo lol I forgot to mention his name

[daisymbin]

26. "are you… blushing? because of me?"

—Vernon has no idea how much of an effect he has on you cuz bros just cool & nonchalant

this is so him 😹

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fluff prompt #26: "are you... blushing? because of me?"

you could feel it—the warmth creeping up your neck and settling on your cheeks, the telltale sign of your embarrassing reaction to hansol. the two of you had been sitting together for a while, just talking, but the heat seemed to cling to everything, including you.

you dabbed at your forehead with your sleeve, hoping to keep things subtle, but hansol noticed immediately.

“hey,” he said, leaning in closer, his face barely inches from yours. “you okay? you’re sweating a lot.”

you froze as he reached for the napkin on the table, his long fingers wrapping around it easily. he didn’t even pause to ask, just leaned in further and gently dabbed the bead of sweat threatening to slide down your temple. his movements were soft, deliberate, and completely unbothered.

meanwhile, you? you were a mess.

“you don’t have to do that,” you stammered, trying to turn away, but hansol just followed, his eyes narrowing slightly in focus.

“it’s fine,” he replied casually, like this was normal for him, like this wasn’t making your heart race or your cheeks burn. “i don’t mind.”

of course, he didn’t mind. this was hansol. he was always cool, always unruffled, completely unaware of the chaos he caused in your chest.

“seriously, i can—”

“hold still,” he interrupted, his voice calm but firm. he tilted his head slightly, his eyes scanning your face as if to check if he’d missed a spot. “there. all good.”

he pulled back finally, the napkin crumpled in his hand, and you exhaled a shaky breath, realizing only then that you’d been holding it.

“thanks,” you mumbled, your voice barely above a whisper. you looked down at your lap, hoping to avoid the weight of his gaze, but you could feel it on you, steady and curious.

“are you…” he began, his tone softer now, almost teasing. you dared to glance up at him, only to find his lips quirking into the smallest of smirks. “are you blushing?”

your stomach flipped.

“what? no,” you denied, your voice a pitch higher than usual. you waved your hand in front of your face, as if that would dispel the heat crawling up your skin. “it’s just—it’s hot, okay?”

hansol didn’t seem convinced. his smirk grew wider, and his head tilted to the side like he was studying you, piecing together some secret you hadn’t meant to share.

“are you blushing,” he repeated, leaning forward just enough to make your breath hitch, “because of me?”

you wanted the ground to swallow you whole.

“hansol,” you groaned, covering your face with your hands. “don’t say things like that.”

“why not? it’s cute.” his voice was so casual, like he was commenting on the weather, and that only made it worse.

peeking at him through your fingers. he was still looking at you, still smiling, and the sight of it made your chest ache in the best way.

“i mean, it’s not a bad thing,” he said, his tone lighter now, like he was trying to reassure you. “i think it’s kinda… adorable.”

your heart skipped a beat.

you dropped your hands from your face, your fingers fidgeting in your lap. “you really have no idea, do you?”

“about what?” he asked, his brows furrowing slightly, the first sign of uncertainty you’d seen from him all day.

“about how…” you trailed off, biting your lip. this was a mistake. why did you say that? why were you even entertaining the thought of telling him?

but hansol didn’t let it drop. “about how what?” he pressed, leaning closer again, his voice quieter now, more serious.

you took a deep breath, your hands twisting together nervously. “about how much of an effect you have on me,” you admitted finally, your voice barely audible.

his eyes widened slightly, the smirk slipping from his face. for a moment, he just stared at you, his expression unreadable, and you immediately regretted everything.

“forget i said that,” you blurted, waving your hands in front of you. “i didn’t mean—”

“wait,” he interrupted, his voice gentle. “you mean that?”

you nodded hesitantly, unable to meet his eyes.

there was a pause, a moment where the world seemed to hold its breath, and then hansol laughed softly, the sound low and warm.

“i don’t know why you’re so nervous,” he said, his smile returning, softer this time. “i think you’re pretty amazing, too. you have the same effect on me, you know?”

your heart skipped again, harder this time, and you couldn’t help but smile back, the heat on your cheeks now from something entirely different.

“cool,” you whispered, trying to sound nonchalant.

he grinned, leaning back in his chair. “just so you know,” he added, his tone turning playful again, “you’re definitely blushing because of me.”

hansol chuckeled as you groaned, covering your face again, but this time, you couldn’t stop the laughter bubbling up in your chest.

[fairyhaos]

the small romantic gestures that seventeen would be

this has been in my head since april so it's really nice to finally!!!! be able to get it out :>

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seungcheol

maintaining eye contact as you talk. it's such a devastatingly lovely action and it shows how attentive he is of you, all the time, even if you're just telling him some silly story about something that happened at work. he pays attention to you, always, because he cares. he'll smile at you, looking you in the eye and silently encouraging you to continue talking even if the rest of the group isn't quite interested anymore, because he still is, because it's you, and he's always interested in what you have to say. 

jeonghan

sincerely complimenting your outfits. you quite like fashion. he likes being stylish, but he wouldn't exactly call himself the biggest fashionista, and you know this and are totally fine with that. but sometimes he'll look over at what you've decided to wear on your date, do a double take and very genuinely tell you what he likes about it. he tells you you're pretty every day, sure, but the fact he takes the time to notice your clothes even though he doesn't really care about that kind of thing? you feel touched that he's paying attention to something that you care about, too. 

joshua

holding doors open for you. he’s a gentleman, and also a little shit, and holding doors for you is the perfect way to be both. it's sweet, and helps you carry on your conversations without a hitch, and earns him a warm smile as you enter through the cafe doors he's held open for you. but he also holds the door when you're several metres away, just grinning as you glare and do that awkward hop-run towards him so he won't be standing there by the door for ages. nevertheless, the action is often mindless, natural, showing how much he always goes out of his way to help you, even with the little things. 

junhui

sends you pics and is like “this is us!!!!”. it's not ur typical romantic gesture thing, but it also shows how he just thinks about you, always. whenever he goes out anywhere you can bet he'll take a photo of two cats or two leaves or, one time, two cigarette butts on the floor and tell u how they look just like you two <33 even if you can't see any sort of correlation whatsoever, it warms your heart and you find yourself looking forward to the silly little pictures that junhui sends you. you have a whole album in your phone dedicated to them, in fact. he cries when he finds out. 

hoshi

giving you flowers. not the plastic-wrapped, fancily arranged flowers. just… flowers he finds. a pretty violet in the park that made him think of you. a sunflower from the girl selling flowers in front of her house because they're cute and he thinks you're cute too. sometimes the flowers are growing in someone's garden so he sends you photos of them, because flowers are pretty and it only seems right to send pretty things to the prettiest person he knows. and it feels more heartfelt to send you these ones, the real ones, rather than the perfectly picked flowers in the shop. because that's what you are. beautiful and real.

wonwoo

he becomes talkative when he's with you. this isn't rlly a gesture (most of these aren't tbh) but he just. he just talks so much when he's talking to you. wonwoo is quite introverted, and even with the others, he'll probably talk the least, but when it comes to you, it's like the words just flow out of him. you make him feel comfortable. he wants to tell you everything, to share every detail of his life with you, because there's just something about you that makes him feel lighter, softer, more relaxed. there are few who know wonwoo better than he knows himself, but he's more than happy with the fact that you're one of them.

woozi

smiling whenever he sees you. every time your eyes meet, every single damn time, the corners of his lips will twitch upwards and his eyes will crinkle just that little bit. most of the time, it's unintentional, and it makes you feel giddy to know you have such an unconscious effect on him. sometimes, he'll smile for your sake even when he's exhausted out of his mind, and that touches your heart, because he cares enough to put on a smile for you, to try and comfort you, to show you that he loves you even when he's like this. 

minghao

remembering small things about you. you swear that minghao probably had some secret file full of information about you, because you really don't know how he does it. you'll offhandedly mention something about your niche food preferences one time, but he'll remember it and randomly bring it up when you're out at dinner three months later. it's like some sort of magic, but when you comment on it, minghao just shrugs with a smile. of course he remembers these things about you. who do you think he is? 

mingyu

sending “goodnight” and “good morning” texts. every. single. day. it's so devastatingly sweet of him, and he always wakes up a little earlier than you, so you get to start each day with a brief, adorable morning update from your boyfriend. they're sometimes the only things that get you out of bed, and at night, you know you're guaranteed one last conversation with the love of your life before you go to sleep, and nothing is more comforting than going to bed whilst imagining mingyu murmuring a warm “goodnight” into your ears

dokyeom

holding hands. the action itself could be romantic enough, but he always has a specific intention, a specific reason that causes him to hold your hand. you never know how he knows, but when you're particularly stressed or overwhelmingly exhausted or simply feeling like you're at your limit, his hand finds yours, fingers interlacing, his touch warm and safe and grounding. it's like he always knows, like he's aware that he's your lifeline, that he's the one thing you need in order to keep sane. he holds your hand, and that small action speaks louder than any “i love you” he's ever said. 

seungkwan

“so, tell me how your day went?”. he's a yapper, he won't deny it, and firmly tells you that it's because gossip just loves him so he kind of Has to talk about stuff, Always. there's always something or other going on in his life at any given point and if he can, he'll 100% tell you every single detail. nevertheless, he's still aware that he can sometimes talk a little too much, so after a bit, he'll always settle down and turn the topic to you. regardless of how busy he is, he'll always find time to talk about you and what you've been up to, no matter what. 

vernon

tucking your hair out of your face. it's habitual, and he won't even bat an eye as he lifts a finger to brush a strand of hair away before it can get caught on your lips or fly into your eyes. it's sweet, but also a little unusual, so you ask him about it one day, as he's tucking loose curls behind your ear. and he says it's simply because he likes watching you talk, likes looking at your face as your eyes shine and you chatter animatedly, and he didn't want your hair getting in the way. he likes looking at you, he says. so he tucks your hair out of your face. 

chan

he's always planning “surprise dates”. it's so cute bc you always know when they're coming, because he's grinning ridiculously wide and looking so!! adorably!! pleased with himself before he asks you out but it's just so endearing that you always smile and laugh as you say yes. the fact that he never gets tired of planning things for you, for arranging days where he does things specifically for you and takes you out to do things that he thinks you will love… it shows how much he loves you, even without him having to say the words. 

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🥛 just like a tattoo

Waking up was always something you looked forward to, especially if the first sight in the morning is Vernon and his hidden little secrets, and maybe his cute chocolate milk carton.

pairing: idol!tattooed!vernon x afab!reader word count: 1.3k tags: slice of life, fluff first thing in the morning, vernon has multiple tattoos (in my head) listed in detail warnings: slight sexual overtones, pg-13 at most 😇

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The light burns through your eyes, waking you from a dreamless slumber. Looking around, you find the source of the almost blinding glare: the patch of sun bleeding through the curtains of the already-lightened room. You glance at the clock hanging from the wall across you. It was 8 am on a Sunday—a perfect reason to sleep in.

You slowly move around the bed and find that you are already wearing a slightly loose shirt and panties. Memories of last night flood your mind and you close your eyes again almost as if in bliss. It’s been a good two weeks since you two spent the night together, and while you both maybe kinda slightly expected it, both of you were still surprised at how deep the need was for one another, as evidenced by the slight ache in your thighs and back while you moved. Nothing you couldn’t manage, but definitely more reason to just stay in bed.

When you turn again, you see his slim figure leaning against the door frame and you wonder how long he’d been watching you toss and turn. He had no shirt on because you realized that you had his shirt on your back, and his boxers were slung dangerously low as if haphazardly thrown on. And while you’ve marveled at this sight too many times than you can count, you still can’t help but look at his body in awe.

People could say he had a sleeper bod, and you agreed, but it wasn’t something he cared for. If he was healthy and able to move about, he was content with that. But with all the activity his job demanded, his body followed suit. He wasn’t all muscle or all skin, but he was built sturdily and toned in the places that got the most use—that is to say, his arms, thighs, and core. His naturally light skin tone almost looked sallow in the places that didn’t get much sun, but it only enhanced what he permitted only your, and very few other, eyes to see.

Strokes of black both thick and thin were scattered across his torso in a most curated manner. They weren’t a lot, but you knew that his tattoos were his most well-kept secret from the K-pop industry, and you knew it was the deepest privilege to be able to even have a glimpse of one, much less all that can be hidden behind a shirt. You’ve memorized all of them at this point.

On his right chest near his lower rib was a simple line of text in all caps inspired by a line from “The Matrix”: SEE IT FOR YOURSELF. Another text tattoo lined the left side of his torso, this time a vertical stack of letters spelling out MELODY—once a temporary tattoo for a concert, now permanent to forever honor his mother.

There was one tattoo that he knew people were aware of and didn’t mind much, and that was the small star tattoo at the back of his right ear’s helix, but little did people know that it was only one of a series, with the rest of the small stardust sparkles smattering his back near his right shoulder blade. Specifically, there were five of them, one representing each member of his tight-knit family, including Jazzy and Leo Chwe.

Amidst the minimalist tattoos was one that stood out as more realistic than others—a medium-sized sunflower head on his left hip, its petals you could see right now peeking from the top band of his boxers. People knew of his sister Sofia’s own sunflower tattoo down her left thigh, but fewer people knew that when she was 17 and he was 23, they both talked about how they’d get matching sibling tattoos and their discussion landed on sunflowers. While Vernon wished he could place it in a more prominent spot, he knew better than to do such a thing.

“Did you sleep well, baby?” His deep morning voice broke your reverie as you finally settled on his eyes, his gaze forever the most piercing one you never could break. You gave him a lazy, mischief-laden smile.

“The best sleep I’ve had in weeks. I guess I have someone to thank for making sure I was knocked out last night.”

He let out a light-hearted scoff and drank from his chocolate milk carton. “You know that I was just following your lead, right? I asked you what you wanted, I just gave it to you.”

“I know.” You rolled your eyes, recalling how you were practically begging him with tears in your eyes—the utter hold he had on you was intoxicating. It was those clear brown eyes, you swore so. “I hate you.”

“I love you, too.” At that, he gave you the softest smile and his gaze eventually followed suit.

“I love you more.”

“No, you don’t.”

“I hate you.”

He laughed again and shifted his weight off the door frame and moved toward you. You sat up to meet him in an embrace, your head resting on his warm chest as he kissed your head.

“Can we stay in, Nonie? Please? Pleaseeeeeee?” You look up at his raised eyebrow and pursed lips, swearing you will never get tired of his expressions that said exactly what he was thinking. Right now it obviously said, “Are you kidding me right now?”

“What if…” You trailed off mid-sentence as you lowered your hands to the waistband of his boxers, brushing your thumb over the sunflower’s petals suggestively. At that, he drew in a sharp breath and stepped away. He knew what you were capable of, so he had to stop it right there.

“Easy, young lady. You know we won’t get anywhere with that attitude of yours. We’ll be late if you keep that up.” The scene was comical, his serious expression and pointed finger at you in warning just did not suit the fact that his other hand held an unfinished milk carton.

You grab the carton from his hand and take a generous sip, grateful for the cool and sweet liquid down your parched throat. “Fine. But could you at least make me coffee? Or something that will wake me up more than this chocolate milk of yours?”

“It’s in the kitchen. I also made French toast!” His smile as he said this was so bright, it was the gummy smile you so loved from him. But it was what he said that made you stop mid-sip of milk.

“You what?”

“I made French toast. And bacon and eggs because it was the easiest after the French toast, which was not as easy as it looked when I did it with you.”

“And you made coffee?”

He shrugged. “I knew you were gonna wake up late,” finishing with a smirk. “Now come on. And give me back my milk carton before you finish it all.” He took back his drink and did not leave your side until you finally stood your lazy ass up. “There’s my good girl,” he says, followed by him slapping said ass teasingly, then walking out of the room with a final grin.

When he faced his back to you, you saw the most recent tattoo he got: a minimalist rendition of a rock with googly eyes on the small corner of its lower left. You remember watching “Everything, Everywhere, All at Once” in the cinema with him, the last full show of the day, and he would not shut up about it. You got it though, you truly did, and you’d both talk for hours on end about the film. So it was decided: it was the first matching tattoo you got together.

Could love really be this easy? You thought to yourself, as you smiled and got ready for payback.

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a/n: frickin’ vernon and his damn hip tattoo living rent-free in my headcanons. i blame my friends for planting this idea in my head and as a result, this came to be. i shall now leave you all with this mental image so i do not suffer alone HEHE

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— Choi Hansol, 2023.

[GOING SEVENTEEN] EP.93 가위바위보 #1 (Rock Scissors Paper #1)

[sweetiesicheng]

vernon - allergies

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vernon stands in the living room, not sure of what to do as he watches you open a new box of tissues. he notices a bunch of used tissues stuffed into an empty tissue box.

is she crying? did she have a bad day?

...her birthday isn't until next month...

phew, didn't forget.

"oh, vernon, welcome home."

you look at him with a new tissue in hand.

"did something happen?" vernon asks you.

"allergies," you reply to him.

"since when did you have allergies?" vernon asks in confusion.

"i usually take medicine," you reply, "but i ran out and ran into a really cute dog on my way home."

"how cute?"

"s.coups would kill me if he knew i said it's cuter than kkuma."

"oh wow, it must've been really cute," vernon replies, making you laugh. "did you really run out of medicine? you don't have a spare bottle anywhere?" he asks.

"i'm going grocery shopping tomorrow. i'll buy it then," you reply. "it'll eventually settle, but i'll be like this for a hot second," you add and rub one of your watery eyes with the back of your hand.

"stop rubbing your eyes. you’re making it worst for yourself," vernon says to you.

"it's bothering me!" you whine to him and grab a new tissue.

"let me see if we have eye drops or something," vernon says and goes into the kitchen to look through a cabinet that has a few medical items. you grab the new tissue box and bring it with you into the kitchen.

vernon looks at the few items on the bottom shelf of a cabinet while you sit down at the table. vernon finds some eye drops and scans over the label for a second to make sure that the eye drops help with allergies. then, he holds the bottle out to you with a small hum.

"can you do it for me?" you ask him.

"put your eye drops in?" vernon asks.

"yea."

he's clearly a bit uneasy at the thought. "uh, i can try," he replies to you.

you quickly blow your nose before tilting your head back. vernon uncaps the bottle of eyedrops and attempts to put a drop on your eye, but he misses.

"oh shoot. let me try again," vernon says to you. you blink a few times before vernon tries again. this time, the drop goes into your eye. you blink a few times again before vernon moves onto your other eye. he gently squeezes the bottle, and a drop of solution lands on your eye.

you blink again and tilt your head down. "thanks."

"yea," vernon replies and twists the cap back on. "i'll just put the bottle on the counter in case you need it again," vernon says to you and places the small bottle onto the kitchen counter.

you nod and use a tissue to dab away some of the eye drop solution that had fallen onto your face. vernon sits down across from you.

"was the dog really cuter than kkuma?" vernon asks out of curiosity. you nod before sneezing into another tissue. "do you have pictures?" he asks.

"of course i have pictures," you reply. "my phone is in the living room," you mention, "i'll probably text coups and tell him."

vernon stands up from the table and walks into the living room to grab your phone. "you'll make him fight you," he reminds you. he picks up your phone and goes back into the kitchen.

"he can fight, but we all know i'll win," you reply. "wait, i think my allergies stopped," you suddenly change topics, finally feeling better, "i think i'm good."

all of a sudden, you feel yourself about to sneeze and quickly grab a tissue. you sneeze again and groan in annoyance.

"i think we should go get you some medicine," vernon says to you while scrolling on your phone for the photos.

"yea...you're probably right."

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FIRST DATE (VERNON'S VERSION)

genre: fluff, headcanon warnings: first date nerves, kiss(cheek) wc: 400 a/n: thank you anon! please reblog if you enjoyed, feedback is always appreciated

first of all, he was nervous about asking you out. it was probably months of pining over you, planning things out, and just waiting for the perfect opportunity to ask

when he finally did, it was more like, "Hey...would...date...with...me"

picks you up from your house, with flowers, and opens the door for you so politely that you almost get the impression that he's acting strange

the two of you would probably go and see a movie for your first date and grab some popcorn before the movie starts

after finishing your popcorn before the movie even starts, you'll have to run back to buy some more

vernon doesn't pay you much attention he is way too absorbed in the movie for his own good

if you go to the bathroom during the interval, he buys you more snacks, so you can't argue or try to split the bill.

has a lot of thoughts about the movie so far so, tells you everything he's come up with

you've come to the conclusion, that this guy is a complete nerd and writes half of his reviews during intervals so he doesn't miss anything

his ears turn so red when your hands brush against his while reaching for the popcorn

suggests grabbing a bite to eat at a nearby diner

he excitedly discusses the movie's themes, character development, and any easter eggs he noticed

is very interested in your thoughts about the movie

is so flustered when you compliment him that he accidentally spills your drink, apologizing profusely and offering to pay for a replacement

the conversations with him are really deep

he prefers to really get to know you, the real you, and answers all your questions very seriously

the conversations flow so effortlessly that you don’t even realize how much time has passed until the sun starts to set 

internally takes notes of everything

what you're wearing, what he's wearing, the way you almost fall out of your seat laughing

'accidentally' links his pinky with you while walking back to the car

mhmm sounds right

he's driving you back home, almost pops out a ring when you play his favorite underground artist

tells you that he had so much fun and is down for another date

doesn't expect any kisses or anything

but if you kiss him on the cheek while leaving

oh boy, he’s going to think about it all night

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