#joshua hong drabble

[casuallyimagining]

help || joshua

joshua hong x reader

"why don't you ever let me help you?" wc: 354 | genre: fluff | warnings: none

“Why don’t you ever let me help you?” He’d asked it with a laugh–bright, breathy, happy–standing off to the side as he watched you struggling with a jar lid. You’d gotten it eventually, after tapping it with the handle of a butter knife, and he’d chuckled about it to himself for the rest of the night.

You’re not sure he even remembers asking the question, but his words stuck with you.

Your relationship with Joshua wasn’t new per se, but there were certainly still things you were getting used to. Of course, he was perfect. You never had any doubts about that. He was kind, and patient, and just a little bit weird–enough to make it fun, enough to keep you on your toes in the best way possible. The kind of weird that keeps you laughing, even when you’ve had a bad day.

You wish you could be that for him, too. But you’ve accepted that there are just parts of yourself that are a little more difficult, that maybe there will always be a little part of you that’s deeply terrified of everything crumbling down around you.

But you try. For him and for you. It’s hard, and life has taught you that the easy path hurts less. But still, you try.

“Hey, ‘Shua?” you call, just loud enough so that he can hear. 

It’s early, you know he’s still in the bedroom. You'd offered to make breakfast. After a moment, he wanders into the kitchen, hair still tousled from sleep. Even now, he’s beautiful. He stands just behind you and tilts his head, a silent request for you to continue.

“Can you grab the eggs?”

He nods, and instinctively reaches for the fridge handle. Maybe, hopefully, one day, your cabinets and his cabinets will be the same, but for now, he relies on you to tell him where to look. When he turns back around, there’s a wide, lopsided grin on his lips, and a sparkle in his eyes.

He kisses the side of your head as he places the egg carton beside you. “I'm always happy to help.” 

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[cheolcam]

꒰♡꒱ avisos: joshua × you × jeonghan (?) | spanking, humilhação, exibicionismo

꒰♡꒱ notas da autora: is somebody gonna match my freak?

tava pensando aqui... o joshua tem aquela imagem de gentlemen e tudo mais, só que eu tenho certeza que ele é freaky.

pensando mais ainda, spanking me veio na cabeça. não é muito comum, mas ele faz quando pra humilhar mesmo, sabe? aí que entra o combo: spanking, humilhação e exibicionismo.

tá todo mundo careca da saber que ele e o jeonghan são evil twins, e que o hannie passa uma vibe de mean dom... então, é combo perfeito.

o joshua é muito calmo e compreensivo, até você pisar no calo dele. é difícil tirar ele do sério, mas quando você faz ele aguarda, e vai acumulando a raiva, e quando ele te pega... boa sorte.

mas agora sobre o spanking e o exibicionismo: você sabe provocar joshua da maneira certa pra ele fazer o que você quer (ou pelo menos ele quer que você pense assim). você provoca, provoca, provoca até vir o primeiro tapa. o segundo, o terceiro. no final seu corpo está cheio de marcas dos dedos longos.

e agora podem acontecer duas situações: o jeonghan estar presente ou não. se ele estiver presente, ele vai assistir tudo com um sorrisinho na cara, e você provavelmente vai ganhar mais umas marcas.

agora se ele não tiver, o joshua vai caprichar. vai te colocar em uma opinião extremamente humilhante e tirar uma foto, na verdade uma é pouco, e o joshua é um homem muito bonzinho e não pode deixar o amigo dele em dúvida de como está o resto do seu corpo.

e pode apostar que a primeira coisa que o jeonghan diz ao receber as fotos é:

hannie: você é frouxo, joshuji

hannie: olha a carinha dela... implorando por uma marquinha.

hannie: certeza que ela pediu, não é?

joshua jamais te bate no rosto e nem cogita essa possibilidade.

joshuji: então vem aqui resolver isso.

mas isso não impede que jeonghan seja autorizado a fazer.

୨୧. bônus: ambos tem um spit kink fortíssimo, não irei elaborar.

[flurrys-creativity]

Ruthlessness

Pairing: Joshua Hong (Seventeen) x GN!Reader; Genre: surfer au, siren au, angst; Rating: nc-17; Warnings: mood swings, mentions of dangerous waves, powers over water, open end (depending on how you interpret it, he might die... he might survive... nobody knows); Wordcount: 940

Summary: Joshua loved surfing - even the most dangerous waves. Though the deal he struck to achieve that, might have been a mistake after all.

A/N: This is a deal I made with the lovely @arafilez who will post another version of surfer boy Shua!

“I can’t believe you made that!” 

Mingyu paddled over to the spot Joshua was floating with his surfboard. Once he reached his friend he splashed some water at him, laughing in disbelief. “How do you get those waves?”

Joshua laughed as well, shielding his face with his hands and arms. Yet he didn’t make any attempt to answer the question. Instead Joshua only shrugged with his shoulders, a soft smile plastered across his lips and a mysterious twinkle hidden in his eyes.

Mingyu hit the water one more time, nearly drowning Joshua with the amount of water he directed towards him. “One day I will know your secret! Might even take over and be the regional surf champion instead of you.”

Joshua’s smile dropped momentarily, a tense aura wafting around his form all of a sudden. “You shouldn’t try.” He stared at his friend with slightly widened eyes, showcasing the severity of his mood change.

A shiver ran down Mingyu’s back from hearing the ominous words, the sudden seriousness leaving a bitter taste on his tongue. “Dude, I’m just joking.”

Almost instantly the smile returned to Joshua’s features and the heavy weight that had pressed on them lifted as if nothing had ever happened. “I’ll do one more wave and then head back”, he announced, completely ignoring the past few seconds.

Mingyu watched Joshua paddle out into the open sea, not daring to follow him or address the interaction. 

As soon as Joshua thought he had enough distance to Mingyu he stopped paddling and took a deep breath. There was no way he could ever reveal his secret to mastering the most dangerous waves. Not without putting others into danger.

A dark shadow glided through the water right underneath him. Not even a second later the water started building up into a massive wave. 

Joshua barely jumped up on his board in time,  balancing himself as the salt water forced him away from the local beach. Yet, he wasn’t concerned, enjoying the ride instead. 

Soon enough he found himself nearing a secluded rocky shore. A few tide pools were hidden between the rocks and you sat on one of the edges of it. Your long, strong tail moved from one side to the other, barely gracing the surface of the ocean.

“Fancy seeing you here”, you giggled as you carded your fingers through your wet hair, looking him up and down and biting on your lower lip.

Joshua chuckled softly as he shook his head. “Fancy being here.” He held onto the rocks, looking up at you with a faint smile.

“You look worried.”

Joshua sighed and shook his head again. He averted his eyes, looking over the vast ocean instead. “Just wondering how long I can keep you secret.”

You pushed yourself from the ledge and plummeted down into the saltwater. A second later your head shot back through the surface. You placed your webbed fingers on the board, keeping you in place as you observed him. 

Ever since you met Joshua, you had become obsessed with him - his smile, his eyes, his manners, his voice, his passion - everything about him drew you in. He was on your mind the whole time and your desire to be near him grew even more whenever he stayed on land. 

“Is it because of that other human?” You tilted your head to one side, appearing almost like a curious seal with your large, dark eyes.

Joshua winced slightly before he tried laughing it off. “Mingyu was just joking. He’s no threat, I promise.”

“Are you sure?” You implored, reaching for his hand. “I can deal with any threat for you.”

“Don’t!”

You flinched from his harsh tone, using your tail to push yourself away from him and the board. “Don’t?” You narrowed your eyes, trying to suppress the twitching of your upper lip which would reveal your sharp teeth. 

Joshua never spoke like that with you, he never looked at you with such a distant gaze. It irked you that one insignificant human was able to change his behaviour towards you so drastically. 

A tinge of fear played over his feature, seeing your expression morph with rage. Before Joshua could even fathom his movements, he pulled himself up on the rocks, leaving the water. He stood there like a deer caught in headlights, staring down at you with new found clarity.

“I shouldn’t have relied on your powers”, he whispered. Joshua bent down, trying to release the securing leash from his ankle. Something inside of him told him to get away from the ocean as fast as possible - even if it meant losing his board.

“Get back in the water”, you hissed, holding one hand towards him as if you tried using some sort of force to pull him back in.

The water rose around you, lapping dangerously at the edges of the rocks and the sides of your body. 

Joshua barely kept his balance on the slippery surface. At that moment, looking into your dark eyes, a memory came back to his mind: 

“You’re way too nice. Do you even have an ounce of ruthlessness in you?” Joshua could still hear the words of his friends clearly inside his mind. Back then he had laughed it off but right now he wished for it. For a split second he wondered whether an ounce of ruthlessness would have prevented him from making a deal with a siren. 

He couldn’t find an answer to his own thoughts before another wave hit him and he lost his balance.

Maybe it was true what people said, maybe ruthlessness was after all truly mercy upon yourself.

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[fairyhaos]

how seventeen get cuteness aggression for their s/o

requested by many people! counterpart to this hc <3

masterlist

seungcheol, woozi

has probably actually gotten mad at how cute you are at some point. like genuinely, looking over at you and then just freezing, before loudly complaining and making a whole fuss over how you can't keep looking at him like that because he will!!! he Will need to punch something bc of just!!! how!!! cute!!! you are. nonono, he's not punching you, he's gonna punch like. a wall or something. just to vent over how someone as adorable as you actually exists. and then he'll give you kisses all over until you're laughing because you are ridiculously cute and he needs to shower you with affection so you realise how enamoured he is.

jeonghan, joshua, minghao

only he could make cuteness aggression sound like the softest thing ever. he'll be aggressively squishing your cheeks so hard that your eyes are all squinty and everything you say is basically indecipherable, whilst he continues sighing and looking at you with all the fondness in the world and lamenting over how goddamn adorable you are and honestly, what is he going to do with you? the stark contrast between his soft, enamoured voice and the way he's ruffling your hair and kissing your face everywhere like you're going to disappear any moment makes you laugh, weirdly endeared by his behaviour. you're going to get him back for it, though. and ruffle his hair until he can't see a single thing.

junhui, hoshi, mingyu, chan

probably cries. he looks at you sitting there all pretty, completely minding your own business, and the feelings just bubble up inside him so aggressively because WHO is allowed to be that adorable whilst doing absolutely nothing? it's not fair. what starts out as a rant over your cuteness ends up with him a bit teary-eyed and sniffly bc you're just so pretty and he doesn't know what to do. you have to pat him on the head and wipe away his tears as he clings to you and continues to tearily confess that you're the sweetest and loveliest person he's ever seen. his episodes of cuteness of aggression always end with you getting cuteness aggression too bc of how adorable he is everytime he does this

wonwoo, vernon

he's not very showy about his cuteness aggression, at all, but that doesn't mean it's not obvious. he'll stare at you for hours with literal hearts in his eyes, fondness written all over his face, and anyone who looks at him will just know how cute he finds you, even though he hasn't said a word. acts like you're the most precious being in the entire world, and is basically dissolving into a puddle of adoration right then and there. god, he's so lucky to even be in your presence and be able to love you, bc you're just so pretty and so cute. “why are you staring at me so much?” / “you're just so cute, i don't know what to do with you.”

dokyeom, seungkwan

he is very, very noisy about how cute he finds you. i mean like genuinely screeching and being all loud as he complains that you are far too adorable and what about his heart?? have you thought about his heart? bc it's currently melting onto the floor and it's all your fault!!!! the loud screeching is Also accompanied by very clingy hands, so expect the sudden shout to then be followed up with him basically hanging off your shoulders and holding your face in his hands as he cries over how adorable and lovely you are. everyone within a fifty metre radius will know that he finds you cute, by the way. be prepared.

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[seungcheorry]

thinking about joshua bonding with his daughter through making bracelets together.

the living room is a war zone, with tiny little colorful beads of letters and numbers all over the floor, and a little bit bigger ones in shapes such as flowers, butterflies, hearts, and stars.

"i need a V, have you seen any?", his daughter says, pouting. "i can't seem to find it."

"um, let me check", joshua stops making his own bracelet - his daughter's name in lilac tones, adorned with stars and moons - to look around.

both joshua's and the girl's tiny hands start to play with the beads, turning them around to find the needed V letter.

"oh, here it is!", he exclaims with a smile. "but is orange colored, is it okay?"

"yeah, it's fine", the girl takes the bead from her father's hand. "thank you, dad."

and they go back to silently making the bracelets, humming a song and sometimes making comments when they can't find the beads they need. it's peaceful, and it warms joshua's heart whenever he makes his little girl laugh.

after a while, when joshua has already made three bracelets - one for him, one for his daughter, and one for you -, the girl finally beams with happiness.

"okay, i'm done!"

she grabs joshua's wrist, carefully sliding the bracelet on it. her hands clasp together in anticipation, the most beautiful proud smile on her lips; and when joshua reads what is written on the bracelet, he proudly smiles too

"svt right here", he says out loud, ignoring how the girl misspelled 'right' as 'rihgt' because, in truth, it only made the gift more special. "i love it, baby!"

"do you think uncle seokmin will like one too? i could do it for his birthday!"

joshua smiles, pulling his daughter closer. "we can think of something else to give him, i like the idea of being the only one who has one of this."

the daughter laughs and nods. "yeah, okay."

[fruithoughts]

PRINCESS TREATMENT

‎‎‎‎ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤh. joshua x fem!reader  ⪩⪨

01.ㅤۗㅤ𝙼ember .  ⎯⎯⎯  joshua.

02.ㅤۗㅤ𝙲𝚆 .  ⎯⎯⎯ multiple pet names, possessive thoughts, mentions of blowjobs(m.) and sex, just a very gentle guy who loves his girl more than anything.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua whose instagram is filled to the brim with pictures of his beautiful girl, sometimes he forgets to tag you but it’s okay because it takes no sherlock holmes to figure out your username since he only follows your account and a naruto fanpage. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who wants you to meet his parents in less than a month into the relationship, it’s extremely important to him to make it as clear as possible that he is serious about you, leaves no room for overthinking at all, always a step ahead of you in the “would you still love me if i was a worm?” department, the best boy indeed. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who would rather take a bullet than let you pay for literally anything, because how dare you even suggest paying for your own things? as if you don’t know the only reason he works so hard it’s exactly so he can pamper you endlessly? the absolute nerve of you, better get on your knees and start apologizing.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who is the sassiest and most dramatic guy you’ve ever been with, but can not for the life of him handle the thought of you doing any work at all, in every aspect, which, ironically, sometimes makes you work even harder to get what you want.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who makes it the world’s most difficult challenge to accept receiving head from you for the first time, he enjoys being the one doing all of the work to make you feel good, he just couldn’t see how blowing him off would please you at all so he kept denying(while completely ignoring the tent forming rapidly in his grey sweatpants) until you begged too sweetly, so softly, looking at him with so much adoration and love, like you wanted nothing more than to please him, he could have finished right there but instead he shook his head and sat down in the bed, ready to give his princess anything she could ever want, just like he promised he would! even if what she wanted was to kneel in front of him and try to fit his thick cock into her little mouth for a while.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who uses every opportunity that stumbles across his way to show off his huge arms, it’s a win-win scenario, he gets to feel all hot and manly and you get to hold onto your boyfriend’s strong biceps everywhere you go and get carried on bride style after a night out that, honestly, didn’t even leave you that drunk, but since he offered to carry you, who would ever say no?

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who adores your nails and is always super excited to see the results of your nail appointments, asks for pictures during the whole process, sends you food when it’s taking too long, and finally when the nails are done, he’s there to pick you up in his shiny car, more than ready to do the last step of your nail day, which is putting them to the test, the scratch test. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who just can’t help but adore when you leave him all marked up, he loves it, and how can you blame him? was he supposed to be normal about having proof straight on his body of just how good he made you feel last night? how could you even consider he'd do such a thing? this man is not normal about you in general. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who knows your entire wardrobe like the back of his hand, half of it because he bought it, the other half because of how often he’s watching you, definitely a “i look at you more often than you think” kinda guy. he’s very proud of just how well he knows his baby.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who remembers all of your food preferences and orders, knows all of your allergies, all of your icks and all of your friend’s gossips because he’s just so well behaved! he won't tell anyone, he never would! he's your joshy! you can trust him to keep all of your secrets, forever.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who’s very open about the fact that he wants to marry you, live the rest of your lives together, maybe with a kid if you’re into that, maybe just dogs if that’s better for you, he got his own wishes when it comes to creating a family, but at the end of the day; this man has one priority, and she has a name. whatever is best for you, it’s the best for him.

⪩⪨ husband!joshua who no matter how long it has passed since you got married, has not lost even a little bit of his obsession with you. his precious flower, his cute little thing, his darling, his sweet girl, that’s all you’ll ever be to him, all his to love and protect, forever.

[kyeomkuppie]

SVT when you stop talking because you think you're annoying.

Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort

A/n: definitely not self indulgent.

Seungcheol, Seungkwan, Minghao

This man won't even tolerate a single moment when you think about yourself negatively. He will automatically ask you about who told you that shit load of incorrect information and he definitely needs names. Like who would dare do that to you, an absolute angel?! He'd assure you there's nothing else he'd like to listen to and he always wants to make you feel important and heard.

Jeonghan, Wonwoo, Jihoon, Vernon

He's confused. He thinks it's one of the most admirable things about you that you could keep a conversation going and it's never boring to him. He isn't the type to do the talking so he loves it when you talk about whatever you love so passionately or random things that happened throughout your day even if it isn't related to what he likes or usually talks about. He's the type to tell you "What happened after...?" And show you he was invested in what you were saying and you just pull a Pikachu face because wait...he was actually listening?!

Dokyeom, Soonyoung, Mingyu

He will shower you with reassurance. He'll tell you me + you = talkative + talkative = a match made in heaven. He also loves talking so when you think of yourself as annoying he tells you that if you're annoying he's a duck because what in the world are you thinking?! He absolutely loves talking to you and the way you match his energy, how your eyes light up when excited or how sometimes you butcher words because you talk quickly. He loves it all too much and he wouldn't want you to feel otherwise.

Junhui, Joshua, Chan

Deeply offended. Excusez moi?! He comes home everyday to listen to you and now you pull this. Top 10 worst anime betrayals. He would never ever want you to stop talking because your words are like boosts of energy to him. He'd smile at you sweetly and look at you with sickeningly sweet heart eyes. He never considered himself as the cheesy type but when it comes to you he's the classic "I'd die for you" main character.

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SEVENTEEN Reaction: You Accidentally Insult Them in Your Sleep

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At first, he thinks he misheard you. But when you mutter, “Ugh, why is he always acting like a dad?”, he gasps dramatically. “EXCUSE ME?!” He’ll shake you awake, pouting. “I take care of you, and this is what I get?!” Even the next day, he’ll bring it up with a fake betrayal. “So, I’m too much of a dad, huh? Maybe I should stop buying you snacks.”

Jeonghan

This man is petty. You mumble, “Jeonghan is a menace… always scheming…” and he just smirks. “That’s right, and I’ll be even worse now.” The next morning, you find your blanket missing, your phone charger hidden, and Jeonghan sipping coffee like he’s done nothing wrong.

Joshua

When you mumble, “Joshua’s too nice… it’s suspicious,” he just blinks in confusion. “…Excuse me?” He spends the rest of the night lying awake, overthinking his entire personality. The next morning, he’s a little sassy. “So, being nice is a crime now? Guess I’ll start being evil.”

Jun

You murmur, “Jun is so weird… but like, in a cute way.” He hears the ‘cute’ part and ignores everything else. The next morning, he’s clinging to you. “So, you think I’m cute even in your sleep, huh? You love me, don’t you?” No matter how much you deny it, he’s using this against you forever.

Hoshi

You mumble, “Why is he obsessed with tigers… it’s kinda weird…” and Hoshi GASPSSSS. He shakes you awake immediately. “TAKE IT BACK. TAKE IT BACK RIGHT NOW.” He’s genuinely distraught. “How could you? You love my tigers!” He’ll spend the next day dramatically hugging his tiger plushies for comfort.

Wonwoo

You mumble, “Wonwoo’s voice puts me to sleep…” and he just nods in agreement. “That’s fair.” The next day, he casually brings it up. “So… my voice is boring?” He doesn’t seem offended, but you just know he’s going to bring this up for months.

Woozi

You mumble, “Woozi’s scary when he’s angry…” and his eye twitches. The next morning, he stares at you while sipping his coffee. “Scary, huh?” He doesn’t say anything else, but the threat is there. If you tease him, he’ll just say, “I guess I’m too scary to help you reach the top shelf.” “YOU can’t even reach the top shelf”

DK

You mumble, “Seokmin laughs too much…” and he GENUINELY looks hurt. “Too much???” He spends the rest of the night trying to laugh quieter, but the next morning, he pouts at you. “So you don’t like my happiness? I thought you loved my sunshine…” He’s being dramatic, but he wants you to say you love his laugh.

Mingyu

You grumble, “Mingyu is so clumsy… so big, yet so useless.” He gasps so loudly he almost wakes you up. The next day, he’s sulking. “I AM NOT USELESS.” But when he trips over his own feet again, he just sighs. “…Okay, maybe a little.”

Minghao

You murmur, “Minghao is too cool… it’s kinda unfair.” He smirks immediately. The next day, he’s extra confident, wearing sunglasses indoors. “I can’t help it,” he says smugly. “It’s just who I am.” He’s never letting you live this down.

Seungkwan

You mumble, “Seungkwan is too loud… my ears…” and he gasps in pure offense. “HOW DARE YOU.” The next morning, he refuses to speak to you. “I guess I should just be quiet forever.” He’s waiting for you to beg him to talk again.

Vernon

You mumble, “Vernon is so random… is he even real?” He just blinks. “Fair point.” The next day, he randomly looks at you and goes, “So, do I exist or nah?” You’re never getting a serious answer from him again.

Dino

You grumble, “Chan is still a baby…” and he sits up in PURE OFFENSE. “BABY???” The next morning, he’s working out aggressively. “I’ll show you baby muscles.” He’s flexing all day, trying to prove he’s a man.

[channiesbakery]

chronically offline stalker —

prompt / request — "when’s the last time you ate something?"

pairing — reader + boyfriend!joshua

word count — 467

genre — fluff

joshua damn near barged into your apartment, startling the hell out of you. “you know for a gentleman, that entrance wasn’t very gentle,” you tell him, shutting your laptop.

“you,” he points a finger at you and you raise an eyebrow. “hello to you too,” you say. “when’s the last time you ate?” he asks.

“uh, i had lunch earlier,” you lie, only realizing now that you had skipped a meal. “liar!” joshua exclaims.

“what? have you been stalking me or something?” you raise an eyebrow at him. “no, I’m not that crazy,” he rolls his eyes.

“but you always post an instagram story of your food whenever you eat. you haven’t posted anything today,” he accuses.

“for someone who’s so chronically offline, you’re very caught up with my social media,” you say. “this isn’t about me! you haven’t eaten!” he says like it’s the worst thing you could ever do.

“babe, relax. i just got caught up with my work. besides, I’m not hungry,” you shrug and he just steps over to you, grabbing your wrist and dragging you into the kitchen.

“nope. we are going to have a nice, healthy meal together. so sit your pretty ass there and let me cook for you.” joshua says, pulling out the stool for you to take a seat at the counter while he put an apron on.

he goes through your fridge and cupboards, looking for ingredients to whip up something quick.

his cooking was going well… until it wasn’t. he tried making you kimchi fried rice and it started off great until he started substituting ingredients that you didn’t have.

“i think it’s a bit burnt, babe,” you say, peering into the pan. “and i think you might’ve also ruined my pan,” you point out when the rice seemed stuck to it.

“I’ll buy you a new pan– actually, I’ll buy you a whole new set of pots and pans, but right now, I’m taking you out for dinner,” he grins, placing the pan into your sink and tossing the apron onto the counter.

“wait the mess–” you start as he leads you out. “I’ll clean after we get some food,” joshua wraps his arm around your shoulders, leading you out of your apartment.

“just not fried rice,” you say and he sighs. “you’re never letting me live this down are you?” he asks and you just laugh.

“hey shua?” you start as he opens his passenger door for you to get in. “yes honey?” he hums, leaning down to meet your eyes as you got into the car.

“thank you for always making sure i remember my meals,” you say and he smiles warmly, kissing you softly. “of course, i love you,” he starts.

“enough to break my chronically offlineness to stalk your instagram stories.”

[ylangelegy]

worship in the bedroom 🍏 joshua x reader.

joshua believes there's no sweeter innocence than some gentle sin. that's why he got his tattoo, isn't it?

★ word count: 952 ★ genre/warnings: suggestive (no real smut), cussing/swearing. joshua has a tattoo, established relationship -ish, references to the bible's creation myth, inspired by hozier's from eden and take me to church. yes, a & i just wanted an excuse to think of christian boy hong jisoo. ★ footnotes: @chugging-antiseptic-dye & i are late to the joshua rib tattoo discourse, but better late than never. this one is for her�� the giggle at my funeral, et cetera, et cetera. <3

You hadn’t believed it when you first heard about it. 

Joshua Hong, of all people— a tattoo? 

Unlikely. Impossible.

But now he’s pulling off his shirt, and you can’t even bring yourself to admire his toned abdomen. You’re far too distracted by the very thing you last expected to see on him. Holy shit, you think dazedly. They weren’t crazy. 

Joshua— who had gently shoved you back on to his bed, who had kissed you stupid before starting to undress— notices your dumbstruck expression. 

“Ah,” he says, the word coming out more like a laugh. His tone is edged with mirth as he sinks down onto the mattress, right by your feet. “Oops?” 

Despite your shock, you manage to shoot him a half-hearted glare. It only makes Joshua giggle.

“Forgot to mention it,” he chirps. 

“Yeah,” you mumble, still a bit breathless from his earlier kisses. “No kidding.” 

You know it’s stupid to be so stunned. People get tattoos all the time.

Joshua’s fingers wrap around your ankle. He gives you a gentle shake to snap you out of your thoughts, that infuriating smile still on his face. “Is it really so out of character for me?” 

You could lie. What’s the point, though? He would just clock you, maybe even punish you a little for trying to give him anything but the truth. 

“Just didn’t expect it,” you manage, which is technically true. 

He lets out a thoughtful hum before making his way up his bed. He hovers on top of you, his arms bracing himself on either side of you. By the time he’s done shifting upward, you can see the details of the inked artwork despite the dim light of his bedroom. 

“Better view,” he teases. 

You would probably threaten him with bodily harm if you weren’t so damn distracted. Tentatively, you raise your hand. 

Your fingers brush against the punctured skin. It’s not by any means a new tattoo. The dark ink is already a little faded, and Joshua doesn’t flinch like one might if it were fresh. 

But he does hold his breath. 

Joshua tenses above you, his eyes flicking to your hand. You pause. He shakes his head. 

“S’okay.” All humor is gone from his voice now. In its place— something low, something reverent. “Go ahead.”

With his permission, you begin to trace. 

Your touch ghosts over the delicate tattoo smack dab underneath his heart. It’s a rendition of a known piece of art. Outstretched hands with fingers barely touching. 

“The Creation of Adam,” you finally say. This time, it’s your turn to sound amused. 

Joshua at least looks pleased that you understood the reference. He gives you an affirming ‘mhm’ as he leans down to press a kiss to the side of your jaw.

“Now that,” he says against your skin, his tone matching yours, “is something you’d expect, hm?” 

The quip draws a laugh from you. Your free hand instinctively goes to entangle in his hair and you can feel him preen above you. Still, nothing seems to affect him as much as your absentminded plotting of his inked skin. 

You should let this topic drop, let Joshua take you like he’s probably dying to, but you can’t help the nagging queries. 

“Why here?” you ask, pressing the pads of your fingers a little more firmly against his skin, as if emphasizing his choice of placement. 

His breath stutters. His answer is quiet, muffled by his lips charting more kisses down the column of your neck. “Easy to hide,” he murmurs. “No one has to know.” 

“No one has to know,” you echo. 

You can feel the upward curve of his mouth as he moves over your collarbone. “Except you,” he says, saccharine sweet in his easy flirtation. 

Your eyes flutter close. Give in, your body screams. 

You can’t resist one last jab. 

“Shua.” 

“Mm?” 

You give his hair a gentle tug. He whines a bit, but he gets the message. He tilts his head up so he can meet your gaze. 

“What,” he asks flatly. His supposed annoyance is belied by the warmth in his honeyed eyes. The look of a man who will always indulge you.

“If I asked,” you say softly. “Would you give me your rib?” 

Oh. Oh. That gets him. You can see the way Joshua’s pupils dilate, the way his face flushes. 

And so the story goes— Eve, created from the rib of the first man. 

You, underneath a man who’s a pagan of the good times.

Joshua doesn’t answer at first. Not with words, anyway. 

Instead, he leans down to capture your lips. It’s the type of kiss that robs you of all rationale, and the press of his chest against yours does very little to help your case. You’re reduced to fleeting thoughts, to single words that can barely scratch the surface of what it feels like to be with Joshua. 

Absolution. Heaven. Creation. 

Joshua’s teeth nip at your lower lip as he pulls away to breathe. His next words are spoken right against your mouth, like he can’t bear to part from you for too long. Like a part of him is already a part of you. 

“You are my apple of Eden,” he breathes. “And now I will live with the guilt.” 

So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man’s ribs and then closed up the place with flesh. Then the Lord God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man... Adam and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame. — Genesis 2:21-25

[casuallyimagining]

7pm || joshua

joshua hong x reader

"be here with me" genre: fluff | wc: 621

my love 💙: see you at 7?

Joshua is exhausted.

It’s been a long day. Too much work, not nearly enough time. He feels like he’s been running all day, even though he hadn’t even had time to go to the gym. The exhaustion rests deep in his bones, leaves him sluggish, turns his muscles to lead. But still, he responds to your text almost immediately

my place??

my love 💙: see you then 😘

It’s been almost a week since he’s seen you last, and he’d be lying to say that you hadn’t been on his mind every free second he had. This morning, when he’d been stuck in traffic, he kept thinking about how much he loves when you talk to the cars in front of you. And when he’d taken a break to scarf down a protein bar, he’d imagined how much you would scold him for not taking time to eat a proper meal.

When your knock echoes through the entryway, he has never been so happy that you tend to be early. Joshua considers himself to be a patient man, but the amount of time that it takes you to toe off your shoes and slip into the slippers he keeps for you is maddening. But then you hold up the takeout bag you’re carrying–as if he hadn’t clocked it the second he’d opened the door–and grin, a wide, silly thing that makes his heart flutter and he can’t help but cup your cheeks and kiss you. It’s quick, but he can feel some of the tension of the day melt away like it’s nothing.

You put on his favorite playlist while he grabs plates–it’s cheesy, but it’s only his favorite playlist because you’d made it for him, back when you were still just friends–and you’re singing along before he’s even back from the kitchen. It’s cute, he thinks. You’re cute.

And even though he’s tired, even though he knows that he should go to bed early so that he’s at his best tomorrow, just this once, he decides to be a little selfish. 

So he sings along. And when night falls and the stars come out, he pulls you into his arms and dances with you. It’s awkward–the song you’re dancing to is not slow, but he sways you gently anyway, making up the beat as he goes–but your laugh has him entirely smitten and he’d do anything to keep it going.

Eventually, though, you yawn, and as much as Joshua wants to, he can’t keep up this impromptu date when you’re starting to get tired.

“I should get going,” you admit softly, though you don’t even try to get up. His legs are draped over your lap, but if you made even the slightest effort to move, he’d get up.

“Stay here tonight,” he offers.

You don’t protest. You have off tomorrow, even if he doesn’t, and you’ve never said no to spending more time together. Your head falls back against the cushions of the couch, and you watch him quietly, tracing patterns into his joggers with the tip of your finger.

“Do you get a break tomorrow at all?”

And he legitimately has to think about it. Does his schedule have a break built in? He isn’t sure. But your hand is warm on his leg, and he finds himself saying, “Yeah. Probably sometime in the morning.” 

“Want me to bring coffee?”

“That would be amazing.”

You smile, tired eyes reflecting a softness that he can feel, deep in his chest. And whatever tension he had left from earlier, the headache and the exhaustion, it feels lighter, more manageable. Nothing else matters, he’ll endure it all, as long as you’re here with him.

[chanranghaeys]

🚪 svt when they don't open the door for you when you knock

a/n: weirdly specific but i was triggered by this recently hence; not properly proofread word count: 3.8k tags: comfort!svt, gn!annoyed+emotional!reader, reader described to be smaller than svt, fluff, pet names, emotional tears, some raised voices (to and from minghao)

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Seungcheol — immediately stands up when he hears just the keys jingling at the door. He runs to reach it before you turn the knob but he’s too late.

But before you could even start complaining, before you could even glare at him, Cheol immediately embraces you and says “I’m sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t hear your knocks, I have no excuse.”

In this instance, all his pouts are not to annoy you, but to beg you to get rid of your annoyance at him. So try as you might to stay annoyed at him, how could you when he’s got you locked safe in the embrace of his strong and secure arms?

(i’m sorry cheol’s is so short because……..i think this is the most accurate i can get him honestly it’s just really straightforward like this for him)

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Jeonghan — immediately walks out of your shared room to greet you as soon as he hears the door open.

“You’re home—” he says with arms outstretched, but you cut him off instantly.

“Why didn’t you open the door for me?” He stays silent, a questioning look on his face. “I knocked so many times, but you know we can’t knock too loudly right? I was waiting for you to open the door, but you didn’t.”

You roll your eyes and steam off to your room, sidestepping him and his efforts to talk to you. When you emerge and settle on the couch, he sits beside you but at a slight distance because he knew better than to keep pressing when you were like this.

When he sees that your breathing started to regulate and your expression seemed to neutralize, that’s when he reaches for your hand and laces his fingers in yours. “How was your day, my angel?”

You just look at him. He persists, kissing the back of your intertwined hand. “Come here, I know you need a hug.”

Reluctantly, you lower your pride and scoot closer to him, settling on his chest. “Now, what’s bothering my angel? I know it’s more than just the door, and I’m really sorry that hurt you. But it’s more than the door, isn’t it? How are you really?”

You fight back tears because you know he’s right. It just wasn't your day and nothing went well, and you feel so bad that you projected your unnecessary anger at him.

You hug him tighter and mumble out an “I’m sorry Hannie,” to which he replies, “I’m sorry too, it’s okay. Hannie is here to listen, I’m here.”

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Joshua — doesn’t realize his mistake at first and greets you like normal: with a smile, a hug, and a kiss on the cheek. He quickly realizes that something was off when you don’t return the said hug and kiss as enthusiastically as you usually do, and your smile doesn’t quite reach your eyes. When you only gave one word replies to him asking how your day was, alarms flare in his head.

He stops whatever he’s doing and does the same to you, taking the few groceries you were packing away from your hands and replacing them with his. he looks you in the eye, the alarm and guilt so palpable in his.

“I’m sorry,” he immediately prefaces. “What did I do? Or what did I not do? I’m so, so sorry.”

At his apologies, you started feeling bad as you saw him so helpless, but you also couldn’t hold back the whining tone from your voice as you said, “You knew I went to get some groceries. Why didn’t you open the door?” You feel bad, yes, but you’re also still annoyed.

He sighs in realization and frustration, before he looks back to you and caresses your cheek, then wordlessly pulls you into his chest. He strokes your head and smooths down your hair, a gesture that never fails to comfort you.

“I’m sorry, love. I’m really sorry. I really didn’t hear the door, I promise I didn’t mean to.” You stay like that for a while, just holding each other before he breaks away, saying he’ll be right back. When he emerges from your room, he had a light jacket on to cover his tank top.

“Let’s go.”

“What?”

“For a walk. And a snack. And because I know something else is bothering that pretty head of yours,” he says with a kiss to your forehead. “Really tell me about your day, love. I want to hear all about it.”

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Junhui — plays along with your annoyed air at first, mocking your tone whenever you said “Why didn’t you open the door?” with his own mischievous smile.

When he saw that you didn’t just glare at him once or twice—it was five times to be exact—he slowly tones down, then fully stops when you stay silent. That’s when he realizes how seriously annoyed you were at this miss.

He isn’t very physically and verbally expressive of his love, but he wordlessly proceeds to set the dining table for you the moment you sat there, cautious of how you were going to react. When he was done, he sat down with you, stealing glances at you as you proceeded with dinner. When you asked if he had eaten, he shook his head silently.

As some time passed and there was a slight lull while you were eating, he grabs your hand and looks you in the eye with intent and remorse. “I'm sorry I didn’t open the door for you. I’ll be way more attentive next time.”

For the first time since you arrived, the frown on your face melted because here was Junhui so straightforward and affectionate when he rarely was. The moment he saw that smile on your lips, he leaned in to kiss it. “There’s my favorite smile.”

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Soonyoung — at a loss for words as to how to make it up to you. But because it was Soonyoung, you couldn’t really stay annoyed at him for so long. After all, that was the first time it happened and he just happened to catch you on a bad day too, and you see that it never happened again.

But you also saw there’s more to it than that. Since then, he proceeds to open literally anything for you, from bedroom and car doors, to jars and cereal boxes, even the TV at one point, grabbing the remote from your hand and doing a simple push of a button for you.

He only stops when you ask him “Soonyoungie, I know how unbelievably sweet it is for you to open these things for me, but are you still doing this because of what happened before?”

He just looked at you and pursed his lips. He really didn’t want to make you feel anything negative, especially when he was the cause of it. He wordlessly gave you a sullen nod.

You melt at this and pull him in for a hug, repeatedly reassuring him that you weren’t annoyed at him anymore and that he could stop. Well, he didn’t completely stop, he realized that it was no big deal to do even the smallest things for you.

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Wonwoo — was always busy with his games whenever you knock at your door and no one answers. You were pretty used to it, in fact. It wasn’t everyday, but it happened often. On those days, you just go to him and kiss his forehead. Most times, he immediately stops the game and dedicates his time to you.

But that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t make you a bit sad everytime he fails to greet you at the door. So when a time came that this happened for how many days straight, your sadness turned into frustration and then annoyance.

It reached its peak when he was so engrossed with whatever he was playing that he didn’t even look to you when you arrived, didn’t even greet you. You scoff, but it fell to deaf ears inside his gaming headset. You walk out and busy yourself with something, anything besides him. When he does finally come out, he greets you, but is given the cold shoulder. He notices it right away.

“Love?” Silence. “Baby?” More silence. He attempts to hold your hand, but you pull it away. Oh shit. He tries again, inching closer to try and hug you, but his advances are rejected as you move away from him.

He sighs with defeat, knowing that he won’t get anywhere when you’re like this. So the evening passed in silence. When you two were finally getting ready for bed, you try to find sanctuary under the covers for the hurt in your heart. You try to sleep, but it wouldn’t come. You feel Wonwoo’s side dip with his weight, and when he settled down, he finally got the chance to wrap you in a hug.

“Talk to me. Please. I think I know what this is about, so just talk to me. I know we won’t be able to sleep without fixing this problem. Please.”

You cave and face him, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. And he realizes how grave his mistake was.

Since then, he always came running to the door at the first few knocks, greeting you with a tight hug and a soft forehead kiss. You wonder how, and you find out that the sounds from his games were a little too loud whenever you arrived.

“Wonwoo-ya! Where were you? How could you abandon us to die?” You peek into his gaming room and hear frustrated voices coming from the speakers.

“Sorry! I had to attend to more important things,” he speaks into his mic with a wink toward your direction.

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Jihoon — was a homebody, and always answered the door without fail. That is, whenever he was home before you were, which was a rare occurrence. It was a different story for his perpetually locked studio. He never answered the door for anyone, not even you. So as long as he was inside and could unlock the door remotely, you entered quietly to not disturb his artistic process.

There was one rule, most especially applicable to him, and that rule is no work was to be brought home. He rarely took breaks anymore when at the office and in the studio, so home was a place for rest.

He followed the said rule religiously, until you experienced unanswered knocks similar to how he is in the studio. For the past few days when you open the door, you see him slumped over his desk with work, samples streaming from the speakers or strewn paper filled with various lyrics.

For the nth consecutive time this happens, you were fed up with him. Your efforts at knocking to get his attention proved futile, so you called. He answered on the second ring.

“Jihoon-ah. I’ve been knocking for 10 minutes. Why aren’t you answering?”

You were greeted at the door by a breathless Jihoon, confused and slightly annoyed, asking you “Why didn’t you just open the door?���

That did it for you. “Because we’re not at your studio, Jihoon. We’re supposed to be at home.” You pushed past him in frustration, and his actions slowly dawned on him.

The next day, you wake to a soft kiss on your forehead and a whispered “I love you” before Jihoon left for work. Your annoyance has mostly died down, but it was replaced by a pang of sadness, that was quickly replaced by shock when you exited your room and saw what was on the table.

It was a bouquet of delicate flowers in your favorite color, nothing grand, but something well thought of. You notice something glinting tied around the stems. It was a key. On the table was a note: “I will open all the doors for you, and leave them open for you and only you. Even the door to the studio will be unlocked for you. I’m sorry. - Your Ji”

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Minghao — doesn’t immediately understand what the big deal is about.

"It’s just a door."

That’s what you hear him say when he finally asks why you’ve been annoyed and cold the moment you stepped into the apartment.

“It’s not just a door, Minghao!”

“You don’t hear me say the same thing when you don’t open the door for me, do you?”

“But I apologize after! It’s like you don’t even care!”

“I care, but it’s just not a big deal for me.”

“Well then if it’s not a big deal, why couldn’t you do something so simple?”

“I didn’t mean to not hear you knocking! I just happened to be preoccupied then!”

“Wow, so you were too preoccupied to even greet me? To apologize to me?”

It was a bad day for both of you, and you ended up fighting fire with fire, bringing up even unrelated issues from past and present, until one of you reached your tipping point, all from a simple gesture not done.

At that tipping point, he is rendered silent. “Pause. I can’t do this.”

You nod. “Pause.”

After a few moments, he speaks again. “I’m sorry. You know how blunt I can be. I didn’t see right away that it’s not what you need right now.”

You nod. “I’m sorry. It’s really not my day. I just couldn’t understand how you could say that as if it’s nothing.”

He initiates contact, reaching for your hands and circling them around his waist, and you effortlessly lean into the embrace he forms around you. He presses a soft kiss on the crown of your head. His lips stay there when you hear him say, "It's not nothing. It's never nothing with you."

“Then please just open the door next time?”

He lightly chuckles, and you feel his chest move with it. “It really is just a door. But okay, I’ll make sure to always open it for you.”

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Mingyu — always opens the door for you. No contest.

But on the rare occasion that he misses to do so, and he caught you on a bad day at that, he just stands there like a helpless puppy as the gravity of his actions sinks in. Whether you say your choice words, or with no words at all, he will know what he did wrong right away.

You storm into your room and he quickly follows, but your body language made it clear that you didn’t want to be disturbed. Despite his height, you easily sidestepped him as you made your way into the bathroom to shower.

Mingyu was standing by the door of the bathroom when you finished. You tried sidestepping him again, but he stood his ground this time, catching you in his embrace, rubbing your back, then kneading your temples. He led you back to your room, helping you dress up, dry your hair, massages your hands. While you do your skincare, he combs your hair straight and with no tangles. When you’re done and you stop to look at each other in the mirror, he hugs you from behind, and you allow him to do so.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I won’t.” He buries his face in the crook of your neck and doesn’t let go until you finally give him a kiss on the cheek, one that was denied from him when you arrived. You tried really hard to stay annoyed at Mingyu, but you can’t, you just can’t.

So he always opens the door for you, without fail. He’d rather see your endless smiles if it meant doing something as simple as this.

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Seokmin — you knock at the door, knowing Seokmin is inside because you can hear him busy inside. It isn’t as usual for him to be home earlier than you because it was usually the other way around, so when he doesn’t open the door for you, your annoyance slowly grew with every knock.

You were just so tired and couldn’t wait to lie down but he couldn’t even open the door for you? You fumble with your keys, even dropping it in frustration, and he still didn’t hear you.

When you finally open the door, you hear music playing from the speakers and you can smell something…off. A panicked yelp confirms that yes, indeed, something is wrong, and you follow the scent to the kitchen, where you see Seokmin trying to save what was left of his bowl’s contents.

“Seokminnie, are you okay? What happened?”

His alarmed eyes met yours and were soon filled with disappointment. “You’re here. I didn’t even hear you come in. I’m sorry, I…I was just trying to make you something because I know you’re tired with all those messages you sent me and it was just the right timing that I could leave work early so I rushed home and then this happened and—”

You can’t believe you had the gall to be annoyed at him when he was the sweetest, most thoughtful man on earth. You take the bowl from his hands and hug him, resting your head on his beating heart. He molds himself into you and wraps you in his arms.

“I love you, Minnie.”

He kisses the crown of your head and rests his chin there while rubbing your back reassuringly. “I love you too. You can rest now, I’ll take care of this. Don’t worry.”

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Seungkwan — you were so ready to be petty and annoyed, you already had choice words in mind because you think this was payback for all the times you absentmindedly did the same to him, how he was left stewing but you secretly always took this chance to placate and soothe him because you knew he liked it when you fussed over him.

Nonetheless, you tried to be as obnoxious as possible while fumbling with your keys and opening the door. Seeing the back of his head leaned on the couch, you couldn’t even believe that he didn’t turn his head to you until you stood in front of him and was immediately silenced.

Seungkwan was fast asleep, deeply asleep that your noise didn’t even wake him. You slowly backtracked and remembered what his day was like today, how it was packed to the brim with schedules from one place to another, and you felt guilty as hell.

As quietly as you could, you brush his hair away from his face. You overestimated how deep his sleep was though, because his eyes flow open the moment he felt your touch.

“Wha—you’re home!” He grabs your hand and looks at you with sleepy eyes that closed again when he realized that “Ah no, I fell asleep. I was trying to wait for you but—”

You shushed him at that moment and said it was okay because this tired sleepyhead needs to rest already. You pull him up from the couch, where he wordlessly fixed himself against your side and kissed the side of your head as you walked into your shared room so you could tuck him in properly.

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Vernon — was watching a movie and was so fixated on it that he didnt even notice you were in until you opened the light.

“Oh—oh! Youre home!” He scrambles to pause the movie and brisk walk straight to you for a tight hug, even swaying slightly side to side. When he breaks apart and sees the slight frown on your face (that you quickly assembled after it got wiped away with that damn heartwarming hug), he tilts his head to the side.

“I know that face. What did I do? Is it because I didn’t open the door?” He widens his eyes in acknowledgment as it clicks in his head and lets out a defeated smile.

“I’m sorry” and while he still had you in his clutches, he kisses your nose.

“I’m sorry,” and a kiss on your cheek, another apology with another kiss to your other cheek, your forehead, your lips, your eyes, until you're smothered with his kisses.

He doesn’t stop until you were pushing him away, but he achieved his goal of making you smile. “Are you still annoyed? I’m not stopping,” He says, returning your smile with your favorite gummy smile of his.

“No, okay, stop! I’m okay. I’m not annoyed anymore…but don’t do it again.”

“Got it,” with one final kiss, a deeper one on your lips. When you both come up for air, he follows it up with “Come on, what do you wanna watch?”

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Chan — apologized as profusely as he could after seeing your annoyed face, hugging and kissing and never letting you leave his embrace until you finally said you weren’t annoyed anymore.

You let it go then, but you’re still a bit petty, and decided to do an Uno Reverse on him when the opportunity presented itself. You acted as nonchalant as possible when you heard him struggle with his keys, open the door, and finally face you from where you were seated.

When you look up from the book you were reading, you tried to act as surprised as you could. “Oh, Channie! You’re home.” You could see a sheen of annoyance masking his face, one he was trying to keep down.

“Didn’t you hear me knocking?”

“…No, sorry. I guess I was too into this book. I’m sorry Channie,” you say with the best pout you could muster.

You see his eyes narrow ever so slightly, before he smiles and leans down to kiss your forehead. “It’s okay, baby.” He wordlessly settles down beside you on the couch and pulls you in to cuddle and hold you tight.

You were dumbstruck to say the least. He wasn’t…annoyed? “You’re not annoyed at me?”

He pulls you in closer, nuzzling his cheek against yours before saying “No,” followed by a kiss to your cheek. “But I know you still are. And I’m really sorry. So I’ll just hold you tight until this hurt goes away.”

Your heart swells with pride at how he instantly saw through your seemingly tough facade. You melt against him, all sign of annoyance gone from you as you whisper a “Thank you, Chan.”

[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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[seungcheorry]

svt as mundane things they do for their s/o

seungcheol walks on the side of the sidewalks that are closer to the street.

jeonghan knows by heart your order at the restaurant you love.

joshua always pulls chairs and holds doors open for you.

junhui double checks your order whenever you two eat at a new place so he can make sure there's nothing you're allergic to in it.

soonyoung makes sure to always grab two pots of leftovers from his mom's house - one for him, one for you.

wonwoo is the one who cleans your glasses for you, you don't even need to ask.

woozi plugs your phone to the charger when you fall asleep at night and forgets to do so.

seokmin ties your shoelaces for you whenever they untie and he's around.

mingyu is always refilling your water bottle, you don't even notice that it never gets empty.

minghao rides the escalator behind you, especially when you're wearing a dress or a skirt.

seungkwan restocks your favorite snacks at his place and scolds/whines at jeonghan if he eats them. they're meant for you and you only.

vernon doesn't mind giving you his jacket whenever you're cold, that's actually the reason why he's always carrying one around.

chan doesn't mind carrying the bags for you when you two go grocery shopping together, especially the heavy ones.

a/n: here are the drabbles i promised. hope you all like it ❤️🍒

[mi9yuz]

DATING JOSHUA MEANS….

warnings: nothing! just pure fluff and joshua being so perfect 🙂‍↕️

always sends good morning and good night texts, no matter the time, place, or situation.

serenades you randomly—maybe on a quiet Thursday night. it’s cheesy, but it’s his way of reminding you how much he loves you.

late-night talks about everything—your lives, dreams, and future together.

a shoulder you can lean on, whether you need to talk, cry, or simply be comforted.

plans fun and unique dates that feel special and out of the ordinary—his thoughtfulness always shines through.

hugs that feel like home—warm, genuine, and always full of love.

endless laughter and giggles. he’s always finding ways to make you smile because your happiness matters most to him.

comfortable silences. while you’re often lively together, he cherishes those quiet moments of just being in each other’s presence.

playful teasing that’s full of love. he enjoys watching your reactions to his jokes and always has the perfect comeback.

the ideal boyfriend to bring home for the holidays. your family loves him so much that it feels like he’s stolen a piece of your mom’s heart. he’s just that perfect.

[mymegrokosmos]

it's silent when you enter the apartment. the sound of your keys dropping into the bowl by the door echoes so loudly you could swear they were much heavier. you've never heard it this quiet before.

you peek into the kitchen, expecting him to be scrolling through recipes but the radio is off and his apron still hangs in its place by the pantry. no sign of him in the living room either.

you try the garden next, your little patio of green things and colourful vegetables. he's not sitting at the table reading or sipping a coffee.

you find him in the bedroom, asleep on top of the covers with his phone clutched in one hand. you smile softly and move to slide it out of his grip gently. the moment you turn around from setting it on the nightstand you're met with sleepy brown eyes.

he rubs his face, yawning, and you sit on the bed beside him. he clings to your waist, nuzzling his cheek against your stomach and sighing contently.

you run a hand through the honey brown of his hair. "aren't you cold?"

a soft sound you take to mean no as he buries his face in your oversized crewneck. it's one of his but it probably smells like your perfume.

"shua, baby, at least let me change first okay?"

he huffs but lets you go.

"worn out?"

a soft hum. his eyes peek open just slightly as you shuffle over to the closet to change into one of your many sets of matching pyjamas.

"you okay?"

he sighs, curling up into himself and resting his head on his clasped hands. "not really."

you throw your hair up and come back over to join him again. "what's wrong?"

"i think..." he yawns. "the jetlag hit me just as hard as the post tour adrenaline drop."

you smile softly, pressing a kiss to his shoulder as you curl around his back. he lets you pull him into you, happy to be the little spoon this once. you fold the covers back over you both.

"how about a nap and then I'll cook and we can just have a cozy night in catching up on all the one piece episodes we didn't get to watch together while you were gone?"

his voice is already scratchy, raspy with sleep as he slurs out. "that sounds perfect darling." before his breathing evens out and he drifts back off.