#haosol

[kyeomstars]

cool

[svt-writers-club]

Hello! Can you answer SFW: 8,12 and 13 and NSFW: 1,8,9 and 10 for vernon x minghao (V8???) Please and thank you!

i know it’s taken me about a year to get to this ask, but the more i think about this pairing, the more fuzzies i get in my chest until it’s taking over me. these two are the weirdest, cutest, savagest goobers ever and i think they’re perfect together. (also i have a small love of nsfw ship asks, don’t @ me)

nsfw answers for his ask can be found here!

8. Who knows how to swim? Who doesn’t?

They both know how to swim (we saw them both swim in Holiday) but I bet Hansol just splashes around while Minghao knows at least three strokes and would competitively race anyone who dares him (no one dares him).

Minghao tries to teach Hansol a couple strokes, but so far the only one Hansol can really get down is the doggy paddle. Minghao thinks it’s adorable and exasperating… but mostly adorable.

12. Can they stand silence? Who talks the most? Who talks the least?

They’re both relatively quiet people, so they don’t mind silence. Sometimes they’ll just sit in the same room in relative silence, focused on their own things but still enjoying each other’s company. It’s not unusual for the other members to walk-in on Minghao and Hansol just sitting in a room together, hands barely touching while Minghao reads a book and Hansol reads his webtoons. Sometimes Hansol will end up napping with his head on Minghao’s lap, and it’s about as cute as you can imagine. (Minghao will absent-mindedly run his fingers through Hansol’s hair, a smile playing on his lips because he’s so fond of his boyfriend and Hansol will sometimes curl into Minghao’s warmth like a sleepy puppy and Minghao always melts at that.)

Between the two of them, Hansol talks more. Minghao is just more used to listening to people talk and hey, listening to his adorable boyfriend talking about whatever his little heart desires? The exact opposite of a chore. Honestly, Minghao could listen to Hansol talk all day because he’s secretly that whipped for him.

(Like it’s an actual secret that Minghao is trying to keep, except literally all of SEVENTEEN knows that Minghao is whipped for Hansol… except Hansol, because he just thinks that’s how Minghao is. Literally Minghao says shut up to everyone except Hansol, how has he not noticed that yet?)

13. Who stays up late? Who sleeps the most? Does the other have to force them to sleep/wake up?

Hansol usually stays up late. Sometimes it’s for lyrics, other times it’s just to binge-read his webtoon or watch a Netflix show with Seungkwan (who is a terrible influence on Hansol’s sleep schedule). Either way, he has to crawl into bed with Minghao, who’s already asleep but happily wraps around Hansol the moment he realises the younger is in bed with him. Minghao never remembers when Hansol comes to bed, but he doesn’t really complain when he gets to wake up with Hansol’s hair in his mouth.

Between the two of them, Minghao sleeps more. Maybe not by a lot – about an hour or two – but still more. What can he say? He likes to sleep. He takes naps whenever he can. There’s also the fact that he wakes up – no matter where he’s napping – to a magically appearing boyfriend burrowing into him so there’s that. There was even a time where Minghao was sleeping on the plane, with Seokmin drooling on his arm. By the time he woke up, a drooling Seokmin was replaced by a snoozing Hansol attempting to climb into his seat in an attempt to snuggle.

Hansol has a hard time waking up in the mornings (yes, because of his late nights) but he wakes up pretty easily as long as Minghao is the one waking him up. He’s not really a heavy sleeper and it helps that Minghao always wakes him up with kisses.

Feel free to ask me more of these ship asks here!

[itsicons-world-blog]

good 😍

[spacedustw]

:]

[zouchu]

Minghao: I touch myself when I think of you.

Minghao: More specifically I rub my temples because I get a headache, you are so fucking annoying.

[thatssosvt]

Hansol [on his blog]: isnt it weird that we cant ride any other animals except horses. like if horses weren’t a thing humans would be fucked cause we couldn’t ride any other animals. like riding animals just wouldn’t really be a thing. we should probably be more grateful to horses.

Seungkwan: elephants

Hansol: blocked

Jihoon: camels

Hansol: extra blocked

Jeonghan: donkeys

Hansol: ultra blocked

Minghao: that dick

Hansol: ...followed

[brokenphangirl-blog]

Mingsol: ‘Who need seats when you can just sit on each other’

Just a nice compilation of my boys choosing to sit on each other.

(Because they’re being considerate, letting others have the seats while they sit together)

This is too cute and it’s making my Mingsol heart exPLOAD!

[junhan1004]

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[abyssal-lix]

baby don’t stop (m)

musicians!junhao x college kid!vernon

insp; charger by gorillaz and baby don't stop by nct u (aka ten and taeyong).

genre: smut, 18+

word count:

description: the first time vernon found himself trapped between two of his favorite band members in the nightclub after their show, he had let them order him a drink while their hands ghosted down his back. yet, he didn't expect to befriend them and fuck junhui in the backseat of minghao's audi while hao stared on through the rearview mirror.

note; i should just preface this by saying that their entire relationship is consentual and that vernon really did want to do this and wasn't forced into it. they have established safe boundaries and safe words!!

traffic hadn't moved in over 20 minutes, and with each passing moment, minghao's jewelry jingled together as he tapped out a rhythm against the steering wheel. a sigh left his lips when he glanced towards jun in the passenger seat before his lips curled at the site of vernon pressed back against the plush leather seats, fists around the excess fabric of his sleeves.

occasional chatting filled the car, often about a song that junhui chose to sing along to. vernon felt himself growing nervous, he shifted so that his backpack was settled on the floor near his feet, playing idly with the zipper hearing slight whispers from the two in the front seat as he focused on his phone screen. eyeing the time desperately, as if it would speed up the traffic they were stuck in.

when he heard shifting against the leather, his eyes went upward to see jun unbuckling himself from his spot the male climbing through the console space between the two seats, vernon staring at him with wide eyes as he shuffled closer to the doors to give jun some room to fit without crushing him against the seat.

jun chuckles at his reaction before pulling the younger male closer to him just as the song on the radio changes to something smoother than the bubbly pop song. vernon met jun's eyes before his sight went to minghao who only gave them quick glanced from the front.

"let's give hao a show baby, gonna let hyung get you off baby?" he crooned, leaning over so that his lips ghosted across the shell of vernon's ear. vernon's cheeks only flushed pink at the thought before the low rumble of the engine reminded him that they were surrounded by cars.

"hyung- but the traffic" he whined, nose crinkling at the thought of some random person seeing him getting fucked in the backseat of the car.

"nobody can see through the tinted windows sweetheart," jun crooned sweetly while his hand settled across vernon's thighs as he squeezed them together.

vernon stared at the oldest male for a few minutes, fleeting thoughts slipped through his brain before he thought about how hot it was. he couldn't help but let his hips jump as he felt jun's hand resting near his crotch.

he caved in too quickly, leaning into the older male while taking in jun's cologne until he felt himself getting harder in his jeans. jun pressed himself forward abruptly until their lips met hastily, vernon letting out a shocked gasp but pushing himself into it, he could feel junhui's hands roughly tugging at his zipper and the button before forcing his jeans down until they laid against the floor of the backseat. vernon pulled back from his kiss with jun watching as the older began to work on tugging off his own clothing for ease sake.

"vernonie, why don't you show hao, how pretty your ass is baby," it was a mere suggestion, but vernon easily turned over pressing his face into the leather seats with his ass in the air feeling jun's hands smoothing over his exposed backside, peering over his shoulder desperately while jun muttered something to minghao. he strained to hear minghao's low reply over the familiar beat of charger by gorillaz.

soon enough two hands were spreading his ass apart to expose his hole before another squeeze out a small dollop of lube, jun's fingers pressing into him causing a small moan to leave his lips as he shifted his weight away from his knees.

minghao muttered something from the front seat, obviously watching through the rearview mirror, "sollie, never needs much prep jun-hyung, god, could probs give him your cock and he'd take it-" and vernon could only mewl at the thought.

"please, please-" he begged arching his back some more until jun's fingers laced their way through his hair and tugged him upwards arching his body back until he could feel jun's lips at his ear. the pain of jun's grip on his hair had him

"god, what a slut." jun growled while a shiver ran through vernon's body, going directly to his cock.

jun's fingers continued to press into him until they could curl against his prostate, a small groan left vernon his eyes fluttering closed as he pressed his hips back so that he could slowly fuck himself on them. a small noise of surprise left him when jun continued to finger him harder, causing him to squirm against the older male until he finally let go of his hair causing him to slump forward against the back seat.

the sound of the cap clicking shut filled his ears followed by the slick sound of jun jerking himself off; a few small grunts coming from him. jun dipped down so he could press soft kisses along vernon's spine that caused him to arch his back.

with a small shift of his hips, jun buried his cock deeper until he bottomed out, chuckling lightly at the choked noise vernon made. the younger’s eyes fluttered shut briefly unable to focus on anything more than jun’s slow thrusts, yet he forced hips back into the older silently begging for him to pick up the pace. 

a small tut fills the car over the music, “you're not good sollie,” it wasn’t jun who forced his face into the crook of vernon’s neck where he took to marking his skin with soft bruises. which left minghao. vernon cracked his eyes open a tad tilting his head catching a glimpse of the small glare that came from his piercing eyes. 

“ah- i’m not. need more-” vernon’s words flowed out messily, minghao’s eyes never lightened up in a firm ‘no’ that left him whining.

“behave,” minghao scolded until vernon dropped his head weakly in submission. 

“good boy sollie, gonna show hao, just how good you are?” asked jun, just as he got a better grasp of vernon’s hips. vernon’s cheeks dusted with a shade of pink from embarrassment, but his eyes are glazed over in a beautiful haze that jun wouldn’t miss for the world. without a pause, jun easing his hips back before he thrust in once more, his cock grazing vernon’s prostate. 

repeating the motion with ease, he watched the way vernon’s head dropped to rest against the headrests in the backseat. with deliberate movements, jun continued to thrust into vernon until loud mewls left his lips.vernon can feel minghao’s sharp gaze watching the two of them in the mirror, occasionally letting out a small grunt but wholeheartedly keeping them moving in the slow traffic. jun peels himself back from vernon’s neck to admire the various red-purple splotches that cascade across his shoulder while the college student continued to make strained noses in the back of his throat with each one of jun’s punishingly slow thrusts. 

yet the oldest couldn’t help but lock eyes with minghao for a brief moment, the two silently communicating and jun only nodded before moving to grasp one of vernon’s shoulders just as he slammed his hips forward after pulling them all the way back wasting no time to fuck vernon harshly. 

the noise of their skin meeting filling the car followed by the highest pitched moan he’d ever heard come from the younger male. jun lets out a breathless grunt while minghao has a hand tucked into his jeans eyes flitting back to check out the sight behind him while his fingers grasp the steering wheel. 

“hyung, please,” vernon’s voice cracks yet any whines he wanted to make vanished at the feeling of jun’s hand coming down against his ass. a red imprint searing into his flesh. it takes jun only a few seconds to piston his hips back and forth vernons legs beginning to tremble, and jun just pushes the male's torso down against the backseat with his harsh thrusts into easing up. he can see the way vernon’s nails dig into the leather seats which raises a small alarm sound from a distant conversation with minghao,’if you even damage these seats, i’ll have your ass hyung.’ at the moment he honestly could care less if vernon ruined the leather, especially when the younger male clenches around him with a hand down around his cock slowly jerking himself off to reach his edge. 

“gonna make a mess of yourself sol? know hyungs love seeing you all fucked out right,” he cooed sweetly watching as vernon’s hips stuttered forward. “lets show hao just how pretty you look when you cum.” 

jun’s fingers grasped vernon’s hair, tugging him until he was plastered against the older’s chest with jun’s arms around his torso. he let out a small whimper at  the pain that prickled at his scalp but leaned more into jun’s hands while jun tilted him to look towards the mirror at the front of the car, meeting minghao’s sharp gaze until he shuddered. jun’s hips thrust into him torturously, the noise of their hips slapping against each other filled the car. vernon whined cutely with each motion of jun’s hand, his hands holding jun’s wrist in place while he rode the older. he kept his gaze focused on minghao who had to glance away occasionally, slowly navigating them through the barely moving traffic, eyes being drawn back to the sounds from the backseat. 

jun’s hips stuttered until he was forcing the head of his cock to brush against vernon’s prostate as he came. his fingers tightening their grasp around the girth until they could stroke him off quicker, he dragged his finger across the slit through the sticky precum that covered it. jun tightened his grasp on vernon’s hair until he could feel vernon’s body stiffen in his arms until he could feel the wetness of cum coating his fingers while he stroked him through his orgasm. 

“such a good boy sollie,” minghao muttered from the front seat while jun let his hand fall from vernon’s mused hair pressing small kisses to the crown of his head. he shifted the until he could push his own back against one of the doors a leg laying over the back seats with vernon leaning back against him. 

“hao, could you pass me a baby wipe or two?” he asked hearing the faint rustle of the plastic packaging until he felt them hit his face. he mustered up a small thanks. jun peppered vernon’s temples with kisses while he wiped him up. careful not to jostle them around too much from where his cock was still nestled in vernon’s ass. eventually managing to slip a shirt over vernon’s head before helping him up. using the second wipe to clean up any lube that coated his ass or thighs. he then tugged on his own boxers and let vernon rest against him in the backseat. murmuring small praises while checking to make sure that he was okay as he came down from his high. 

[not even 10 minutes later when they managed to turn off of the dreaded highway and spotted a mcdonalds were the two in the back begging for mcdonalds. vernon also proposing that if minghao bought their food he’d get him off once they were at the apartment. in the end it was a win for them all.]

[junhoontrash]

Adore U WonHui ft. HaoSol

[youngerstrash]

i read haosol fanfic now i feel like i’m betraying verkwan istg

[lovernon]

@yoongihoneys

vernon really wanted to hold his hand ♡

[oranjis-shipping-mess]

Vernon ships~

S.Coups - HanCheol Jeonghan - HanHan Joshua - JiSol Jun - HanHui Hoshi - SoonSol Wonwoo - WonSol/HanWoo Woozi - HoonSol DK - SeokSol Mingyu - SolGyu The8 - HaoSol Seungkwan - SeungSol Dino - ChanSol

[chanagun]

Slipped

Fandom: SEVENTEEN (K-Pop) Pairing: Seungkwan/DK (Seungkwan/Seokmin); Vernon/the8 (Hansol/Minghao)

Summary: They really should salt the sidewalks better on campus. 3,109 Words

AO3 Wattpad

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“The syllabus says the quiz is over chapters 2 and 3 but Professor Kim told us to just review 2. Do you think this is like a test to see if we read the syllabus or is it really only covering chapter 2?” Seungkwan asked, flinging his gloved hands around as he spoke. “Do professors really do that? Sabotage us?” Hansol questioned his friend. They were trudging through the snow, a shortcut to the shoveled pathway for students. Seungkwan shivered despite his puffy coat and hat. Hansol seemed somewhat unbothered by the cold, his face wrapped in the fluffy scarf his sister got him last Christmas. “I don’t know! Do they? I should ask him right? Maybe I’ll send him an email,” he sighed, his breath swirling visibly around his face. They made it up the hill and started walking to the freshman dorms, the snow falling from their boots as they went. “Maybe you could ask Hao. You know, ask him if professors are really that shady.” Hansol snorted, ignoring the looks from the other passing students. “Just email the professor. Or just study both chapters.” “You’re just too shy to talk to Minghao,” Seungkwan teased lightly.

“Yah! I can talk to him no problem!” Hansol defended, avoiding a patch of ice on the ground. He shoved his hands into his coat pockets. “Yeah, you don’t act overconfident and embarrass yourself at all in front of him,” Seungkwan giggled. “Get your hands out of your pockets, if you slip you won’t be able to catch—“ the gods of fate seemed to have a sense of humor since Seungkwan stepped on ice he hadn’t noticed while he was speaking. His foot flew back behind him and suddenly he was falling forward. His hands were out to catch him, but so were his knees. A sharp pain shot down his shin and he let out a yelp. “Oh my god,” Hansol tried to suppress his laughter, kneeling to help his friend up. “Shut up you, ass!” He tried standing, but couldn’t move his right leg, let alone put weight on it. Even with Hansol’s help, he could barely stay upright. “Oh god, Sollie I think I’m dying.” Hansol rolled his eyes. “You aren’t dying.” “Okay, I’m not dying, but I landed on my knee and I can’t move my leg.” Hansol raised an eyebrow. “Wait, really?” Seungkwan looked pale. He swayed in Hansol’s grip. “Holy shit, you’re serious. Are you gonna pass out? Please don’t pass out! We gotta get you to the clinic.” Hansol encouraged Seungkwan to move, using his good leg and the support of his friend on the other. They were already headed in the right direction; the campus clinic was just on the other side of their dorm. They managed to hobble a few more feet before Hansol noticed Seungkwan was getting heavier. And was moving his good leg less. “Kwannie—“ “Hey Hansol— whoa is Seungkwan alright?” Hansol looked up, Minghao was walking towards them. At any other moment, Hansol would loudly exclaim how rad Minghao look in that beret and checkered scarf but there was a half unconscious boy pulling at him. “Hao! My leg is falling off!” Seungkwan answered for himself. “Wait, what?” Minghao furrowed his brow. A taller boy jogged carefully up behind him. “I know you said you had to go say hi to your friends, Minghao, but I didn’t realize you were going to run- Hey is he okay?” Hansol looked behind Minghao (whose face was tinted pink, perhaps from the cold, Hansol assumed) to cock his head at the new arrival. “Seokmin, shut up!” Minghao hissed, “I wasn’t running! Seriously Seungkwan, are you okay? Seokmin and I were on our way to class but you look like you need to go to the clinic.” Hansol adjusted Seungkwan’s arm over his shoulders, struggling. “Yeah, he slipped and fell and I think he really hurt his knee and now he’s all... wobbly.” “I’m not wobbly. You’re wobbly!” “No, Kwannie, that’s you,” Hansol said. Seungkwan answered by almost falling from his grip again. “Oh, geez.” “Okay, can I...” Seokmin said before stepping forward. Minghao stayed put, actually dumbfounded as his classmate scooped his injured friend up with ease. Seungkwan let out a surprised gasp as he did so. “Oh man, I didn’t hurt you did I?” “No more than I already am,” he huffed. “I’m sorry, who are you again? What drama is this—“ he cut himself off short, finally looking up to meet the gaze of the man holding him bridal style. Their faces weren’t too far apart and he laughed gently at the drama joke. Seungkwan felt a burst of butterflies in his stomach from the way those brown eyes were looking at him. His grip on his was solid, yet gentle and it made Seungkwan feel all sorts of ways. Mostly still in pain. “Um, thanks.” “It’s all good. Alright friends, let’s get to the clinic,” Seokmin said, as if anything about their current situation was casual. Minghao and Hansol shared a glance before hurrying to catch up. “Hold on or else you’re going to fall, dude, help me out here,” Seokmin told Seungkwan lightly, clearly trying to keep him distracted from his pulsating knee. Seungkwan slowly wrapped his arms around his neck, clasping his hands together on the other side. “Did I pass out from pain? Is this actually happening?” Seokmin let out a breath of laughter from his nose. “What do you mean?” “I mean,” Seungkwan scoffed, “I find it hard to believe a handsome stranger just came and swept me off my feet!” Seokmin sputtered at that. “Oh my god, Seungkwan!” Hansol exclaimed, embarrassed of his best friend. He could feel his own face reddening. “What? Is it too obvious I’m swooning?” He asked with a groan. “I don’t even care. I’m delirious. My leg hurts,” he whined before unabashedly burying his face into Seokmin’s scarved neck. Hansol rolled his eyes, Minghao let out a chuckle, and they kept walking. “Weren’t you guys on your way to class?” Hansol leaned into Minghao’s space to ask. “Well, yeah, but I’ll just shoot the professor an email. He’ll understand, this is more important to me than Intro to Marketing.” Hansol tried not to swoon like Seungkwan, but he couldn’t help the growing smile under his scarf. They made it to the clinic relatively quickly, the automatic doors swinging open for them easily, a gust of warm air greeting their wind bitten faces. “What a sight,” a nurse greeted from the desk with a smile. “My friend hurt his knee,” Seokmin spoke first, surprisingly. Seungkwan raised his face to look at him skeptically. Hansol took that as his cue to go to the desk as another nurse came out with a wheelchair, sending a pointed glare to his coworker. “Be nice, Jeonghan,” he said before locking the wheelchair in front of Seokmin. “I’m always nice, Jisoo,” he teased back. Minghao watched the exchange with a raised eyebrow. “Anyway, my friend, Boo Seungkwan fell because of some ice and landed on his knee. We came straight here because he can’t move his leg.” Both nurses stilled at the statement. “Student ID?” The nurse, Jeonghan, asked as he pulled his laptop forward. “024570,” Hansol answered easily for him. He spoke quietly with Jeonghan to get him checked in. Seokmin placed Seungkwan as gently as possible into the wheelchair, but he still let out a pained gasp once his butt hit the cushion. “It hurts so bad oh my god,” Seungkwan gasped. His leg bent slightly as he was sat down and he could feel the tears prick his eyes. Jisoo quickly raised the leg rest so he could keep it extended. “Let’s get you back to the exam room, okay?” Jisoo told him gently as he unlocked the wheels. Seungkwan just nodded, a silent stream of tears rolling down his flushed face and a knot in his throat. Before they actually made it through the doors, Seungkwan croaked out, “Hansollie!” “I’ll be right in, Kwannie, I’m just finishing up your paperwork and then we can call your mom.” Seungkwan nodded again and let Jisoo take him through the doors. Minghao felt Seokmin tense beside him. He felt it, too. Like they were intruding. Minghao knew Hansol and Seungkwan grew up together, but they clearly cared very deeply for each other. They watched as Hansol rushed back as soon as he finished up the paperwork. “So that’s your boy, huh? Hansol?” Minghao scoffed at Seokmin. “Like you have room to talk, Knight in Shining Armor! What even was that?” “It looked like your man needed assistance carrying him!” “So you swept him up in your arms like a damsel in distress—“ “Enough of the hero analogies!” “I mean, I’m just saying,” Minghao finished before looking at his phone. “Class already started. I say we just skip it and I’ll email Professor Moon about any make up work.” He was typing away so Seokmin looked around. There were some plastic chairs behind them so he led Minghao by the arm to sit. “Man, I hope he’s not really hurt. I know Seungkwan can be dramatic but... this seems different,” Minghao mused. He fiddled with his phone in his hands and Seokmin just nodded. Seokmin didn’t feel uncomfortable, really. He was always happy to help people and he wanted to make sure Seungkwan was okay. But they weren’t friends and he had no reason to stay at the clinic really. Minghao was making no motion to leave and he wasn’t going to leave him alone either. They chatted about their shared classes for a bit, before a pause and Seokmin grinned wildly. “So seriously, Hansol is the guy you’re crushing on, right? Don’t deny it because you told me his name before,” Seokmin asked, looking at his friend with bright eyes. Minghao blushed under his gaze. “Geez, it’s hot in here, isn’t it?” He asked, blasé, before unzipping his winter coat. “For a fashion design major, you have the strangest crush. Dude, he’s the epitome of fashion disaster. That scarf with that beanie?” Seokmin laughed lightly, and Minghao knew he was teasing. “How dare you. I think it’s endearing. His sister got him that scarf,” he replied, looking at his hands in his lap. “You’re so smitten, Hao,” Seokmin said, grinning widely. “Yeah, well, that’s not new. I fall hard and fast,” he replied, an edge of sorrow in his voice made Seokmin’s smile disappear. He already knew all about Minghao’s whirlwind romance with his ex-roommate in his freshman year.

“You okay?” He asked, placing a hand on his friend’s knee. Minghao smiles softly up at Seokmin. “Okay guys—“ they both looked up to see Hansol pause at the double doors, eyeing the hand on Minghao’s leg. “How is he?” Minghao asked as Seokmin brought his hand back to his own lap. “Oh, um,” he started again, walking to them. “He’s on the phone with his mom right now. They’re sending him to the actual hospital because they think he broke his knee cap,” he continued. He took the other seat next to Minghao. “He might need to have surgery,” he finished, his voice cracking slightly. “Oh my gosh,” Seokmin gasped, covering his mouth with his hand. “Poor Kwannie,” Minghao frowned. “Is he holding up okay?” Hansol sighed. “He’s freaking out because his mom started freaking out when we called her. They’re both crying. I feel awful. I should have tried to grab him when he slipped—“ “Hey, don’t do that to yourself,” Minghao consoled, hesitantly reaching out to squeeze Hansol’s hand. “Accidents happen, man, don’t blame yourself,” Seokmin added. Hansol nodded but his flushed face was focused on the hand on his. “I know, but...” “It’s okay,” Minghao cooed and Hansol took a shaky breath. “They gave him something for the pain so he chilled out slightly. As much as Seungkwan can chill, I guess.” Minghao let out a gentle laugh and a small smile tugged on Seokmin’s lips. “Okay, I’m going to go back in. His parents are going to meet us at the hospital. Thanks for staying, you didn’t have to.” “We wanted to make sure you’re both alright,” Minghao responded quietly, letting his thumb rub one last circle on Hansol’s hand before letting go. Hansol was glad his beanie covered his ears because they were definitely red. He stood and  thanked them again before going back to Seungkwan. The two sat for another moment before standing at the same time. “Want to get lunch?” Seokmin asked after a pause. Minghao smiled and nodded. He zipped up his coat and followed Seokmin to the door. . “What a nightmare.” Hansol looked up from his phone and over to Seungkwan, who was moping in his hospital bed. “But the doctors said you don’t need surgery. That’s good news, you dingus.” “But Hansol! Look at this cast! It was hard getting to class before, now this is just...” “A nightmare?” “Yes!” Seungkwan exclaimed before groaning. Hansol shook his head but smiled. “Are you okay? Do you need anything? I think I’m going to head down to the cafeteria and get some food,” Hansol said as he stood up.

Seungkwan pouted, but replied, “Can you get me some strawberry milk please?”

“Of course, you child,” Hansol teased.

“You can’t talk to me like that! I’m injured!” Seungkwan teased back. Hansol just chuckled and waved as he left the room.

The white hallways were somewhat dizzying, but Hansol followed the signs to the lower level. He felt incredibly out of place in the hospital, being surrounded by older adults and doctors and nurses in sterile uniforms. He didn’t want to spend too much time away from Seungkwan anyway, so he grabbed a sandwich and a strawberry milk and made his way to the register.

He was a few people deep in line, so he balanced his goods in one arm and pulled out his phone, which had been buzzing in his pocket.

Some crying emojis from Seungkwan, a message from his roommate, Chan, asking where he was, and a picture of some flowers from Minghao that he and Seokmin got for Seungkwan.

Hansol was pretty sure he could have carried Seungkwan if he needed to. That guy was just showing off. Probably for Hao. Hansol scrunched up his nose at the thought.

“Next!” The cashier announced, probably not for the first time, to get Hansol’s attention. He apologized, shoved his phone back into his pocket, and bought his stuff.

He got back to Seungkwan’s room and resisted tossing the drink to his friend, as he would usually be inclined to do, since Seungkwan couldn’t catch and Hansol thought it was hilarious. Instead, he placed the drink on his side table and sat back on the chair he claimed as his.

“Thanks, Sol,” he paused, noting the sullen expression on Hansol’s face, “are you okay? Was an elderly ortho patient mean to you?”

Hansol shook his head, smiling softly at Seungkwan’s joke. “No… it’s just… do you think Minghao and that Seokmin guy are a thing?”

Seungkwan frowned. “Well, I hope not. I really want to jump that Seokmin guy’s bones. And we all know you’re desperately in love with Hao.”

“You’re what?” Both heads snapped to the open door to see Minghao gaping at them, and Seokmin trying to hold back his laughter behind him. Hansol cursed himself for not reading that whole text from Minghao, since it definitely said that they were coming to visit.

“He’s totally kidding! Right, Seungkwan? Just joking around!” he explained nervously, letting out a too-loud laugh.

“Hansol…” Seungkwan started, but got cut off by Minghao.

“These are for you.” Minghao sputtered before placing them on the nearest flat surface for Seungkwan. “I’m glad you don’t have to have surgery and I hope you have a quick recovery. I actually have to get going, we skipped class this morning and we really should start on that catch up work--” “Minghao—“

“Come on Seokmin,” Minghao interrupted him suddenly. He brushed past his friend and back into the hallway. Seokmin didn’t make a motion to follow; instead he looked pointedly at Hansol.

“You go,” he said firmly to Hansol, who was staring wide eyes at the door.

“Hansol, go,” Seungkwan encouraged. That seemed to give him the kick in the butt to sprint after Minghao. It was quiet once more in Seungkwan’s hospital room. The air was tense after the scene unfolded in front of them.

“So, you want to jump my bones?” Seokmin jabbed, a glowing smile on his face.

“Oh my GOD this wasn’t supposed to be embarrassing for me! Hansol was embarrassed enough for the both of us. Why did you have to hear that bit too?” Seungkwan exclaimed before taking his pillow and covering his face with it in a huff. When Seokmin laughed again, Seungkwan felt that familiar flutter in his chest.

“I’m just lucky I guess.”

“ What? ” Seungkwan squeaked, practically throwing his pillow across the room, causing Seokmin to laugh again.

He rubbed his neck sheepishly before continuing with “I don’t know, I thought you were really cute, so it was kinda nice to hear you like me.”

“Well,” Seungkwan started with feigned confidence, evident by the deep blush on his cheeks, “perhaps we should do something about that.”

“Maybe dinner? You’re probably going to be cooped up so you could come to my apartment and I can make you food and-“

“Yes! Um, I mean, yes,” Seungkwan said again, trueing not to exclaim so loudly, “that sounds lovely. I’d like to have a date with my knight in shining armor,” he teased. It made Seokmin laugh, and Seungkwan knew he was a goner.

“You know, Minghao made the same joke, but seriously,” he paused, taking a step closer to the hospital bed, “I didn’t do it for a reward or anything, I just like helping people. And I’m sorry you got so hurt.” Seokmin finished, smiling gently.

Seungkwan bit his lip, feeling the tips of his ears burn. “I’m sorry too, but I got to meet you, so that’s a plus.”

Seokmin’s gentle smile grew brightly and Seungkwan mirrored.

“Awww, do I sense a blooming romance?” Their heads turned the voice, seeing Hansol and Minghao re-entering the room, fingers interlocked.

“Why, Hansol, we could say the same about you!” Seungkwan exclaimed. Minghao chuckled before pressing a quick kiss to Hansol’s cheek. “I think this is the reddest I’ve ever seen your face! You’re whipped already.”

“Oh, shut up,” Hansol replied, but laughed along with the others.

[julstudies]

HanCheol, HanHan, JiSol, HanHui, SoonSol, HoonSol, HanWoo/WonSol, SolGyu, HaoSol, SeokSol, SeungSol, or ChanSol?

WTF SEUNGSOL ALL THE WAY WHAT KIND OF QUESTION(i may ship hancheol a tiny very bit a lot)

[xviishua]

Every Single SEVENTEEN Ship Name [Sorted Alphabetically]

Every OTP name in EXISTENCE (repeats, polys and Korean ship names are included) so we all know who the heck they’re talking about even if the ship names are ‘unknown’. Starred are commonly used. For Korean ship names, order matters so I will specify each members “positions” as well.

If I missed any do tell me.

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*2Ji ㅡ Joshua x Woozi

*2Seung ㅡ S.Coups x Seungkwan

B

BooSeok ㅡ DK x Seungkwan

*BooSeokSoon ㅡ DK x Hoshi x Seungkwan

BooSoonSeok ㅡ DK x Hoshi x Seungkwan

*BooSoon ㅡ Hoshi x Seungkwan

C

*ChanCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Dino

*ChanHao ㅡ The8 x Dino

*ChanHui ㅡ Jun x Dino

ChanKwan ㅡ Seungkwan x Dino

*ChanSol ㅡ Vernon x Dino

ChanWon ㅡ Wonwoo x Dino

CheolGyu ㅡ S.Coups x Mingyu

CheolHanSoo ㅡ S.Coups x Jeonghan x Joshua

*CheolSoo ㅡ Top!S.Coups x Bottom!Joshua

CheolShu ㅡ S.Coups x Joshua

CheolSooHan ㅡ S.Coups x Jeonghan x Joshua

*CoupsHan ㅡ Top!S.Coups x Bottom!Jeonghan

G

*GyuHan ㅡ Jeonghan x Mingyu

*GyuHao ㅡ Mingyu x The8

GyuShua ㅡ Mingyu x Joshua

H

*HanCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Vernon

HanHan ㅡ Jeonghan x Vernon

HanHao ㅡ Jeonghan x The8

HanHui ㅡ Jun x Hansol

HanWoo ㅡ Wonwoo x Vernon

HaoSol ㅡ The8 x Vernon

*HongYoon ㅡ  Bottom!Jeonghan x Top!Joshua 

HoonSol ㅡ Woozi x Vernon

J

*JeongChan ㅡ Jeonghan x Dino

*JeongCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Jeonghan

JeongCheolSoo ㅡ S.Coups x Jeonghan x Joshua

JeongCoups ㅡ Bottom!S.Coups x Top!Jeonghan

*JeongHao ㅡ Jeonghan x The8

*JeongHoon ㅡ Jeonghan x Woozi

*JeongKwan ㅡ Jeonghan x Seungkwan

JiChan ㅡ Woozi x Dino

*JiCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Woozi

*JiGyu ㅡ Woozi x Mingyu

*JiHan ㅡ Jeonghan x Joshua

*JiHanCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Jeonghan x Joshua

JiHao ㅡ Woozi x The8

JiHui ㅡ Jun x Woozi

JiJi ㅡ Joshua x Woozi

JiSeok ㅡ Woozi x DK

*JiSol ㅡ Joshua x Vernon

*JunCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Jun

*JunGyu ㅡ Jun x Mingyu

JunGyuSoo ㅡ Jisoo x Jun x Mingyu 

*JunHan ㅡ Jeonghan x Jun

*JunHao ㅡ Jun x The8

*JunHoon ㅡ Jun x Woozi

*JunShua ㅡ Joshua x Jun

*JunSol ㅡ Jun x Vernon

K

KwanHui ㅡ Jun x Seungkwan

KwanHoon ㅡ Woozi x Seungkwan

M

MeanHoon ㅡ Wonwoo x Woozi x Mingyu

MeanShua ㅡ Joshua x Wonwoo x Mingyu

*Meanie ㅡ Wonwoo x Mingyu

*MinCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Mingyu

MingCheol ㅡ S.Coups x The8

MingKwan ㅡ The8 x Seungkwan

MingShua ㅡ Joshua x The8

MinChan ㅡ Mingyu x Dino

MinHan ㅡ Jeonghan x Mingyu

MinHao ㅡ Mingyu x The8

MinHui ㅡ Jun x Mingyu

MinKwan ㅡ Mingyu x Seungkwan

*MinShua ㅡ Joshua x Mingyu

MinSol ㅡ Mingyu x Vernon

MinWonShua ㅡ Joshua x Wonwoo x Mingyu

S

*SeokChan ㅡ DK x DIno

*SeokCheol ㅡ S.Coups x DK

*SeokGyu ㅡ DK x Mingyu

*SeokHan ㅡ Jeonghan x DK

*SeokHao ㅡ DK x The8

*SeokHui ㅡ Jun x DK

*SeokHoon ㅡ Woozi x DK

SeokKwan ㅡ DK x Seungkwan

SeokSol ㅡ DK x Vernon

*SeokSoo ㅡ Joshua x DK

*SeokSoon ㅡ Hoshi x DK

*SeokWoo ㅡ Wonwoo x DK

SeungSol ㅡ Seungkwan x Vernon

ShuJeong ㅡ Jeonghan x Joshua

SolGyu ㅡ Mingyu x Vernon

SooChan ㅡ Joshua x Dino

SooGyu ㅡ Joshua x Mingyu

SooHao ㅡ Joshua x The8

SooHui ㅡ Joshua x Jun

SooKwan ㅡ Joshua x Seungkwan

SoonChan ㅡ Hoshi x Dino

SoonCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Hoshi

*SoonHan ㅡ Jeonghan x Hoshi

*SoonHao ㅡ Hoshi x The8

*SoonHoon ㅡ Hoshi x Woozi

SoonHui ㅡ Jun x Hoshi

*SoonGyu ㅡ Hoshi x Mingyu

SoonKwan ㅡ Hoshi x Seungkwan

*SoonSeok ㅡ Hoshi x DK

*SoonShua ㅡ Joshua x Hoshi

*SoonSol ㅡ Hoshi x Vernon

SoonSoo ㅡ Joshua x Hoshi

*SoonWoo ㅡ Hoshi x Wonwoo

W

WooHao ㅡ Wonwoo x Minghao

WooKwan ㅡ Wonwoo x Seungkwan

*WonCheol ㅡ S.Coups x Wonwoo

*WonHan ㅡ Jeonghan x Wonwoo

*WonHoon ㅡ Wonwoo x Woozi

*WonHui ㅡ Jun x Wonwoo

*WonShua ㅡ Joshua x Wonwoo

*WonSol ㅡ Wonwoo x Vernon

WonSoo ㅡ Joshua x Wonwoo

V

*Verkwan ㅡ Seungkwan x Vernon

*Verhao ㅡ Minghao x Vernon

Y

*YoonHong ㅡ   Top!Jeonghan x Bottom!Joshua