#kang seungsik fluff

[slytherinshua]

WITH EVERY CUP OF COFFEE

genre. fluff. very domestic. coffeeshop au sorta...? seungsik being sooooo husband :( warnings. kissing. pairing. husband!seungsik x reader. wc. 779. a/n. idk why this fic just turned out soooo domestically fluffy and like seungsik oml hes just sooooo husband and i miss him sm </3 im in such a victon era again i just love them and miss them so badly 😭 also i feel like this is written in a slightly different style from what i normally do lmao (tho i'm not even sure if i have a style... do i have a style?)

Seungsik loved you with every cup of coffee. 

Every iced americano, every caramel macchiato, every vanilla latte, every hazelnut cappuccino reminded you how much Seungsik loved you. 

From the moment you first locked eyes, to your first date, to when he put a ring on your finger, to now— Seungsik loved you with every cup of coffee.

You would never have known that the cute new barista at your local coffee shop would become a permanent fixture of your life, or that just 4 years later you would be opening up your own coffee shop with the very same man, but life is full of surprises and events that no one could ever predict.

The week had been tiresome overall. It was hard to keep up with customers when it was just the two of you. Seungsik took the counter, making coffees and charming customers with his handsome face and even handsomer smile. While he handled the front, you were in the back baking cookies or muffins or other baked goods. The morning rush before people went to work was always the busiest. You liked to man the counter together, otherwise it became unmanageable. 

Every day was pretty much the same, but you liked the familiarity. The routine was relaxing, and the constant surety of a day at the cafe helped with the stress of life outside of it. 

It was mostly Seungsik, though.

You woke up in his arms, breathing in his cologne, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. You stayed like that for a long time. Even after Seungsik woke up, he wanted to hug you for longer, just stay close for “5 more minutes”. 5 always turned into 10 which turned into 20, but there never seemed to be any urgency when you were with him.

When you finally got free from his arms to go shower, he watched you leave with a sleepy smile on his face, mumbles about how breakfast would be ready when you were done. If there was one thing about Seungsik, it was that he always made sure breakfast was ready for you.

Some mornings it was french toast, or fruit parfaits with granola, or kimchi pancakes. This morning it was eggs benedict. But the best part of every breakfast was the coffee that came with it. Freshly brewed with the drip coffee pot that you had given him on your anniversary. He said it was the best thing in his life (after you).

You finished getting ready quickly, eager to join Seungsik for breakfast, and by the time you got to the kitchen, he was just starting on the coffee. One of the things you loved the most about Seungsik was his voice, and he had a habit of singing while working. His voice filled the entire room with a soft clear melody and you smiled at the sound. He was singing your favourite song. You slipped your arms around his waist and rested your head against his broad back as he poured water over the coffee grounds in slow circles. He slowed his singing down to a gentle hum, his left hand finding yours circling his waist to intertwine your fingers.

“Out of the shower?” 

You hummed in response, stepping up on your tippy toes to press small kisses to his neck. He smiled at the feeling.

“I’ve got to plate the eggs. Can you finish the coffee?” He turned around, leaning down to press a long kiss to your lips before leaving you to finish pouring the water. He started singing again as he transferred the eggs to two matching plates and poured a generous amount of hollandaise sauce on each one. 

“Go sit down, I’ll pour the coffee.” Seungsik urged, leading you to the table and pulling out your chair for you.

“You’re so sweet this morning.” You commented, smiling at the cute breakfast laid out on the table and your husband who was grabbing two matching mugs to pour the coffee into.

“Aren’t I sweet every morning?” He countered, placing the coffee down in front of you. You giggled. He was right, of course. He was sweet to you every morning. You sometimes couldn’t even imagine how you had ended up with such a loving husband.

You watched the cream make little swirls in your coffee and you allowed a relaxed smile to take over your face at the sight. It wasn’t just coffee to you— it was coffee made by Seungsik, and it held his love for you in it. And in that moment you were again reminded that Seungsik loved you steadily, gently, slowly. 

Seungsik loved you with every cup of coffee.

↳ victon taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @edensgardenn

[chanis-banani]

Hi~ Can i request first time spending the night together for the fluff compaign with seungsik please? Thank you ♡ f.h

Yes, this idea is so cute!!! It got a little bit longer than I intended but I suppose that's a nice way to end the fluff campaign :)

Synopsis: Seungsik invites his s/o for dinner and proposes to spend the night together for the first time. But what exactly does he mean with "spending the night together"?

Word count: ± 1.2k

Genre: sweet fluff - suggestive towards the end

Note: read the smutty part 2 here (±1.7k words)

You and Seungsik had been dating for a little while now, so surely it would be fine, right?

This morning he texted you, offering to cook for you and letting you spend the night at his place. When you got the text, you got so nervous you had to sit down. The two of you had never spent a night together before. So far, you had mostly just gone on wholesome little dates and held hands and such. Okay and maybe you made out on his couch a few times, but that was really it.

What made you the most nervous was that you didn't know what exactly Seungsik meant with "spending the night at his house." Even though you felt like you were ready for... whatever it could entail, the idea still made you anxious. What if it wouldn't be nice? What if he wouldn't find you attractive enough? What if he wouldn't like you anymore once the deed was done?

You tried to ignore all those thoughts because there was something else you needed to focus on: you had to get pineapple juice asap. Just in case.

. . . . . . .

Seungsik greeted you with his usual gorgeous smile and a big warm hug when you arrived at his place. Even before entering, it already smelled delicious from whatever he was cooking. Just when you were about to ask, he happily told you that he made spaghetti. Candles were already lit and Seungsik poured some wine for you to drink while he finished up dinner. You couldn't help but smile as you watched him cook. He was really doing his absolute best to impress you.

After dinner, you did the dishes together (after you insisted that you would help and he shouldn't do them all by himself). This quickly turned chaotic when you splashed water on him and he chased you through the kitchen. When he caught you, he hugged you tightly from behind, pressing tons of kisses on your cheek while you squealed and admitted your defeat.

Throughout the evening, you had so much fun that you almost forgot how nervous you were for what may or may not happen when you'd go to his room. Most of the time your were so busy talking and laughing that you were completely distracted from the idea. But you were reminded of it again when he pulled you against his chest while you watched a movie on his couch. The sound of his heartbeat and the weight of his big arm around you quickly directed your mind back to less wholesome thoughts.

And now it was finally time. The movie was over and Seungsik stood up from the couch. "Shall we go to bed?" He showed you a beautiful and kind smile, but still it felt like your heart dropped into your stomach. Experiencing a combination of terror and excitement, you took his hand and followed him to his bedroom.

It was at that moment that you realized you forgot to bring any sort of pajamas. "Shit," you mumbled. Seungsik gave you a questioning look and you quickly explained the situation, afraid that he was going to make some kind of joke about you having to sleep naked or something. But you were wrong. Instead of making a perverted joke, he went over to his closet and grabbed one of his shirts.

"Here, you can sleep in this shirt if you want. I washed it just this morning." "Thank you..." you said softly and you took the shirt from him. "I'm going to wash up, so you have some privacy while you get dressed," he continued and he pressed a kiss on your forehead before going into the bathroom.

You quietly changed into his shirt, after which you sat down on the edge of his bed and let out a deep sigh. The nerves were really getting to you at this point. Part of you really wanted to be intimate with him tonight. The thought of his pretty lips made you feel warm and a little fuzzy. But it would be your first time together, so there was no guarantee that it would even be good at all. You barely knew each other's bodies yet; there was so much exploring you still had to do. You hated the idea of your first time together being a bad experience. And just as importantly, you didn't have the slightest clue about his intentions for tonight. What if you initiated something he wasn't ready for?

The door opened and you quickly put a smile on your face. Seungsik entered the room and went over to you to press another kiss on your cheek. However, you were so deep in thoughts that you barely reacted, and he noticed.

"Something's up," he stated and he sat down next to you on the bed. Since there was no point in denying it, you just nodded at him and he took your hand in his. "What's the matter? Are you nervous about sleeping here for the first time? Or is this because of the pajamas?"

You shook your head and giggled a little because of the cute tone in his voice. "No, that's not it. It's just... I guess I'm- How do you put this? ...I'm just not sure what to expect for tonight." Just being able to say it already made you feel a little more relaxed and Seungsik gave you a warm smile.

"I wasn't sure what to expect either," he grinned and he gently stroked the back of your hand with his thumb. "My intention was to cook for you tonight and to hold you in my arms when we go to sleep. I'm open for more than that, but only if you want to. I would never want to do something you're not ready for, so if you just want to cuddle, I would love that too."

You immediately felt your cheeks getting a little hotter and you nervously played around with his fingers. "No, I think I'm ready for a little more too..." you said a bit shyly, making him grin at you.

He hooked his index finger under your chin and gently tilted your face towards him. "How about this?" he said softly, before connecting his lips with yours. Everything about the kiss was soft and gentle, from the feeling of his lips to how he moved them. He was careful with you and left room for you to lead the kiss a little, to make sure you wanted it just as much as him.

"And this...?" he mumbled against your lips and you felt his hand on your thigh while he continued to kiss you. At first his hand was almost at your knee, but he slowly began to stroke upwards and more towards your inner thigh. Very softly, he stroked your thigh up and down a few times, inching a little closer to that sensitive area each time.

There was no longer a single doubt on your mind whether you were ready for this or not. That warm, fuzzy feeling in your stomach grew and grew and your breathing began to get heavier.

Seungsik pulled away from the kiss and looked into your eyes. "Please tell me if I'm moving too fast okay?" You nodded at him and smirked. "Can I also tell you if you're going too slow?"

[seungs1ks]

can I request seungsik fluff where, after talking with his members, he proposes to you? Thanks!!

hi, thank you so much for requesting! i hope you like it :)

forever. (k.s.s.)

{fluff}

pairing: kang seungsik x gn!reader

warnings: none, just lots of victon banter

word count: 1.9k

“Close the door!” Seungsik hissed at Hanse through gritted teeth. The younger member quickly did so and joined his friends, who were gathered in the middle of the living room. Seungsik was on the couch, looking visibly stressed out. Next to him were Subin, Seungwoo and Byungchan. Sejun and Chan were sitting on the floor.

Hanse pulled up a chair and joined the huddle. “What’s going on? Why does Seungsik look like he’s about to shit himself?”

Subin burst out laughing, and Seungsik ignored him. “I have something to tell you guys,” he began. “It’s been killing me and I’m so nervous and so emotional about it, it’s been driving me crazy for weeks and I feel like I’m going to explode.”

Everyone leaned in closer with near-perfect synchronization. Of course, a few of the members couldn’t wait to venture their guesses.

“You’re not leaving Victon, are you?” Subin pouted.

“Was it you who spilled coffee all over my bag last month and you’re finally confessing?” Seungwoo questioned.

“Are you--” Chan cut himself off with a loud gasp, punctuated by everyone else’s exclamations of pure shock, when Seungsik took out what looked very much like an engagement ring box from his pocket.

Everyone just stared at it for what seemed like minutes.

Seungsik groaned. “Say something, idiots! I’m already so stressed.”

“Whoa…hyung…” Byungchan whispered, mouth hanging open. “You’re gonna propose?”

The older member nodded. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while and it feels right. I want to spend forever with (y/n).”

“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!” Sejun squealed, getting up from the floor and practically pouncing onto Seungsik, wrestling him with the roughest embrace. “This is so amazing I am so happy this is so great can I be your best man,” he prattled on, making Seungsik huff out a laugh and finally easing his tension a little bit. The other members cheered and joined in on the pile, burying Seungsik with love and congratulations.

When the hug ended, everyone went back to sitting in their original spots. Seungwoo tenderly fussed over Seungsik’s hair,which had been messed up in the commotion.

“What are you so nervous about, hyung?” Hanse asked.

Seungsik sighed. “Everything? I don’t know. I just want this to go right. I’m so scared I’ll mess something up, or something will go wrong… I don’t know, this is just the biggest, most important thing in my life -- after debuting, of course -- and I just want it to be perfect.”

Byungchan squeezed Seungsik’s leg to comfort him. “Don’t worry about it so much. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“(Y/n) could say no,” Chan observed. Everyone groaned. Seungsik fell back onto the couch.

“Heo Chan! Seriously?” Seungwoo scolded. Chan covered his mouth in embarrassed laughter, and Sejun couldn’t help but laugh too, slapping his hyung’s shoulder a few times.

“Okay, let’s completely ignore that,” Hanse rolled his eyes. “They’re not gonna say no, let’s just get that out of the way. How are you gonna do it? When?”

“I was planning to do it where we first met. At that one bench in the park, by the river. Well, first I was going to sing their favorite song. Is that too cheesy?”

“No.”

“Nah.”

“Nope.”

“A little.”

“Lim Sejun!” Seungwoo glared.

Seungsik was too nervous to even acknowledge that comment. “But yeah, I was going to do it tonight, actually. It’s the fourth anniversary of us meeting at that bench.”

Subin squealed. “Hyuuunnnggg that’s so cute and thoughtful! It’s gonna go great. It’ll be perfect. Is there anything we can do to help?”

The older member chuckled. “Don’t show up, I guess?”

Everyone laughed. “Fair,” Hanse smiled. “We promise we’ll stay far away.”

“Yeah, unless Chan is overcome by a sudden urge to dance by the river,” Sejun smirked, earning howls of laughter and a sulking Chan.

Seungsik sighed when the noise had died down. “So you guys don’t think I’m crazy for doing this, right? Should I do it? What if they freak out?”

“You worry too much, hyung,” said Byungchan.

“You should totally do it. We all know how much you love (y/n) and you two are perfect for each other,” added Sejun. “I know you think through everything a lot before you do it. So trust that this is the right decision, hyung.”

The others nodded in agreement. Seungsik took a deep breath and tucked the ring back into his jacket pocket.

***********

You smiled as you felt Seungsik squeeze your hand tighter, and responded by nuzzling your head against his shoulder as the two of you walked by the river. He’d taken you out for a really nice dinner at a cute place, and now you two were on a romantic walk. It was so beautiful with the lights, and the tranquil atmosphere, coupled with Seungsik’s fingers laced with yours, filled you with a sense of calm and happiness you only felt when next to him.

Suddenly, Seungsik stopped walking. You looked up at him and tilted your head. He giggled. “You’re so cute. Wondering why I stopped?” You nodded your head yes. “Does this place look familiar?”

Curious, you looked around and noticed the bench -- your bench -- and gasped. “Oh, babe, it’s our meeting anniversary, isn’t it?” You pouted. “I’ve been so busy with work, I completely forgot, I’m sorry--”

Your boyfriend laughed and shut you up with a soft peck to the lips. “Please don’t apologize. You don’t have to remember every little thing; it’s been so long.”

“But you do.”

“Well, I have a really good memory.”

“Is that what this romantic dinner and night walk was for?”

“Yes…but you know none of that is enough to show you my love, or how special you are to me.”

“Silly, I don’t need much. Being yours is more than enough for me.”

Seungsik beamed at you, and his eyes sparkled under the street light. He looked so effortlessly handsome, so content, and you felt your heart swell. He took your hand in his and led you towards the bench. “Sit with me?”

It seemed silly to even entertain that question, but you said yes nonetheless. Both of you sat on your bench, and sat there for a little while in comfortable silence, enjoying the light breeze that grazed past your forms. You leaned your head against his chest, and he enveloped one long arm around you. You noticed that his heart was beating at an unusually fast pace.

“You okay, babe?”

“Hm?” Seungsik mumbled.

“You worried about something?”

He exhaled, and you heard his shaky breath. Concerned, you sat up and were about to ask him what was wrong, but he held up a finger to you. He was looking deep into your eyes, and his own held something all at once genuine and loving, but there was something else there -- nerves, uncertainty, maybe? You weren’t sure.

“Love,” Seungsik said. “You’re everything to me. Actually, ‘everything’ doesn’t even cut it. You have been the biggest blessing in my life, and I’m so lucky to have you. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but the past four years have felt like a dream to me. I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else but you. I know in my heart that you’re my person, and I’d be beyond honored if you happen to feel that way about me too.”

Where is all this coming from? You just stared at him, trying to ignore the tears that were threatening to spring into your eyes. “Seungsik, wha--”

“I love you so much. I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love anything, or anyone,” he continued, and when he got up off the bench to get down on one knee, you almost screamed, but your hands flew to your mouth. Now the tears began to flow like a waterfall.

Your boyfriend started to cry too, which made things only worse for you as your shoulders started to shake from sobbing. “I love you,” he barely managed to blurt out, his lip quivering, eyes brimming with tears. Seungsik took a small velvet box from out of his pocket and opened it to reveal a stunning diamond ring. You audibly yelped, which made Seungsik giggle through his tears. “Will you marry me?” He breathed, looking up at you with a loving gaze like you’d never seen before.

“Yes,” you somehow were able to croak out, muffled by your hands. “Yes, yes, Seungsik, I’ll marry you, oh my god,” you cried, removing your hands from your mouth and wrapping your arms around him. You felt him melt into your arms, and he stood up, helping you up at the same time. Both of you stayed like that for a while, arms wrapped around each other, crying softly.

Seungsik pulled away from you and he was grinning, his cheeks stained with tears, his eyes puffy, still looking so handsome. With a shaky hand, he slipped the ring onto your finger.

“Ah, babe, I was hoping I wouldn’t cry,” he laughed, wiping his tears with the back of his hand. “Sorry I couldn’t keep it together.”

“Don’t you dare apologize when you just proposed to me, Kang Seungsik,” you blubbered, trying to dry your eyes with the back of your sleeves. The way you said it made him chuckle.

“Kiss me,” he mumbled, and you gladly obliged, and you placed your lips on his, mouths melting together perfectly -- it was such a passionate and loving kiss you swore you were getting dizzy.

“I couldn’t have asked for a better proposal, love. Or a better soon-to-be husband. You’re my forever, and I always knew it,” you smiled at him.

“I was gonna sing to you, but I was so nervous I don’t think a tune would’ve come out,” Seungsik admitted.

“Aw, baby,” you cooed. “Maybe at home you can treat me to that private performance.”

“I think we might be doing other things later,” he winked at you.

Suddenly, you heard whooping and cheering behind you. You and Seungsik whipped your heads around to see the members literally appearing from behind a tree, running towards you, making way too much noise as usual.

“Oh god,” Seungsik threw his head back and laughed. You couldn’t stop laughing either. Seungwoo was the first to reach Seungsik, and he gave him the biggest hug. Byungchan, Sejun and Subin joined in, and Seungsik had the biggest smile on his face as he cried out for help.

Someone tapped you on the shoulder, and you turned to see Chan, with open arms. “Congrats,” he beamed at you. You thanked him and gave him a hug.

Hanse, entering the scene fashionably late, ran over to give you a hug as well. He shook his head as he looked at his friends burying Seungsik in a suffocating embrace. “We promised him that we’d stay away, but…you know us.”

You chuckled. “Don’t worry. I know he’s secretly happy that you guys were here to see this.”

“Why were you so late?” Chan questioned the rapper.

“There was a stray cat in the parking lot.”

“You’re so disappointingly predictable.”

You let them bicker, and Seungsik bounded over to you. You smiled, noticing his eyes were still a little puffy. Of course, he read your mind. “My eyes still puffy?” He grinned, stroking your cheek with the back of his hand. You nodded.

“Well, so are yours,” he smirked before grabbing you by the face and kissing you deeply.

“I can’t believe you’re my fiance,” you breathed, admiring the ring on your finger. “And this ring… it’s perfect, babe.”

“I remember your eyes lingering on it once when we went shopping in the city.”

Your jaw dropped. “What was that, like, a year ago, Seungsik?”

“Yeah…I have a good memory.”

He kissed you again. It was like he couldn’t stop. Not that you minded. You and him had forever.

[biaswreckingfics]

congratulations on 2k britt!!!!! could i request a victon seungsik x reader drabble re: his recent leather jacket photos because LORDT. anyways congrats again you deserve it all and then some!!! ♥

Thank you, Chrissy 🥺🥺❤❤ I hope you enjoy this bc I took one look at those pictures and this is exactly where my mind went lol

Seungsik + slight angst/fluff

The rain patters lightly around you, splashing off of the concrete your feet pound against and also dropping onto your exposed skin. You ignore the water droplets that hit your face as you dodge around people with giant umbrellas and others caught in the storm with you. Though, unlike the others who are running to avoid the rain, you run for a different reason.

You run to tell the man you love not to leave.

Seungsik - your best friend and the man in question - told you days ago about his new job offer. While you were ecstatic for him, it was like the rug was pulled out from underneath you when he told you the job was on the other side of the country. At that moment, he might as well have told you he was going to the other side of the world. The sadness and heartbreak you felt was more than just losing a best friend. It was like losing a lover, and it was in that moment that you couldn't deny your feelings any longer. You were absolutely in love with him.

His silence on the phone after he told you he was leaving made you feel like he was giving you an opening. An opportunity to ask him to stay, to confess your feelings, and, maybe it was all in your head, but you couldn't miss that chance. You had to tell him how you felt before he left. You couldn't let him go without knowing, which is why you're running through a storm trying to get to the café where he is going to tell you goodbye.

Throwing your last bit of energy into your body, the warm lights reflecting out of the café windows come into view. Suddenly, you're no longer focused on the rain. Not when he's just steps away from you.

A couple hurriedly exits the café, making a dash for a nearby taxi, and you grab the door before it can shut on you. You come to a stop once you enter the warm building, garnering a few curious looks at your drenched appearance, but you pay the other patrons no mind. There's only one set of eyes you're searching for.

Surprised by your appearance, Seungsik stands up from the small table with a look of concern on his face. Your feet are moving before your brain realizes it, and you soon come to a stop in front of him. Your eyes take in his brown parted hair, the black leather jacket that you know is butter soft, and his worried eyes as he takes in your dripping figure. He opens his mouth to say something, but you beat him to it.

"I'm in love with you."

His eyes widen, and in any other circumstance you'd laugh at the comical expression, but now isn't the time.

"What are -"

"I'm in love with every single piece of you. Your flaws, your perfections, and everything in between. The thought of being without you makes me feel like I can't breathe, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, either stay here or take me with you."

Your words are wild and thrown out of the blue. Seungsik searches your face to make sure this is really happening, and when he sees your earnest expression, he realizes you're being sincere.

"I love you, Seungsik."

That's all it takes for him to step toward you. His hands come up to cup your face and his lips crash into yours with a fierceness. Your hands find their way into his jacket and fist the soft leather as you pull him even closer to you, but too soon, he pulls away.

He rests his forehead against yours and searches your eyes one last time before whispering, "Come with me."

[seokmattchuus]

Victon as Boyfriends

- Requested -

Seungwoo: Fluffy boyfriend like 80% of the time, but fluffy leader to the guys 90% of the time, so you end up pouting until he gives you the extra 20% 10%. 

But would buy you food to make up for it, probably a pastry of some sort.

You both can’t stay mad at each other, like, ever. Even the members are whipped for his ass, what makes you think you’re special? 

Y’all fight mostly about what to eat, or maybe you took too much covers. You just know his bitch ass isn’t tryna actually piss you off, and if he did, he’d just be a crackhead until you forgive him.

Does the snuggle thing where he snuggles his head into the crook of your neck because he’s cute like that.

Clings to you. All the time. Holding your hand, long cuddles, leaning on your shoulder, small pecks and big hugs. Lays his head on your lap during practice breaks. Hits the members if they try the same.

Seungsik: Sweet and cracky, but within reason, only cracky when you’re sad. So don’t be sad. I mean unless you wanna throw in a pout here or there some crack, es all up to you.

Acts cute when you ask him to. 

Deadass.

Just say the word and he’d do right then and there, regardless of where you are or who you’re around.

Would do anything for you, literally. 

You’re hungry? Calls takeout. You’re sleepy? He’s got two shoulders, take your pick. Cold? He’s got a hoodie. Sad? He’s got cuddles.

Babies you around the guys because he just loves you that much. He doesn’t care.

Like, have you seen how he mothers Victon? You are no exception. Be prepared for all the love.

He’s a koala. All over you. It comes with the loving.

Once you’re home, he’s extra koala-y so keep ya house cold.

Chan: B a b y. Love him. With your whole heart. Cause he’ll love you with his.

Teases you a lot because you’re cute when you blush.

Fluffy fluffy all the time.

Likes to hold your hand and do the thumb thing where he just rubs the back of your hand while singing softly or humming.

Speaking of singing, he’ll totally sing you to sleep if you asked. 

Starts fake arguments about you taking his hoodies but he totally thinks it’s cute.

Like? You? His baby? Taking his hoodies to sleep in? Because it helps when you miss him? 

He falls deeper in love.

Never tells you the name of his cologne so you’re just stuck “stealing” his hoodies. Oops. 

Sejun: Was born to be boyfriend material, just look at him.

Like, look at him.

Probably tries to act like guys in the dramas, but I mean, who’s complaining.

Always holding your hand whenever you go on dates. Does not let go. There’s no reason for him to let go. Like, what’s the point of having two hands if one can’t be occupied, y’know?

Eye contact is a thing. 

Doesn’t care if you suck at it, he’ll probably stare at you to admire you and such.

Especially on cafe dates.

Will 110% take pictures of you for your insta. Angles and all. There is no angle this boy won’t risk to help you, his whole girlfriend, look good.

But constantly says that pictures don’t do you justice. 

Hanse: Acts like a hardass but totally takes you on cheesy ass dates. 

Ice cream shops, walks on the beach, all that foo-foo cute ass shit.

Bakes you a birthday cake, but he fucks up on the icing and ‘fixes’ it by putting more icing, (A+ for effort) so be prepared for that.

Back to the cheesiness.

Picnic dates are a yes, a very big yes. 

Anywhere where he can spend time with you and do nothing much.

He loves it so much. 

And when you bring it up, Mr. Hardass comes out and he’s like “I never said I wanted to do that, I just remember you saying you wanted to go.”

So your fights are deadass petty comments about who said what about your dates, cause les be real, he’s probably not gonna piss you off.

Probably eat your food that was in the fridge on purpose and claim it’s an accident, but that’s literally it.

Byungchan: The sweetest fucking boyfriend in existence and you cannot tell me otherwise. Look at him. 

Fucking look at him.

Would totally fight a build-a-bear for you. 

Buys you gifts that range from food to something expensive for no fucking reason.

Like, he just saw it, thought it was cute (like you, of course) and buys it. 

And you can’t yell at him for it because he’s so happy and smiley when he gives it to you that you just can’t bring yourself to say something against it. 

Always pays for dates. 

This boy can and will slap your hand away when you reach for your wallet.

Tickles you if you mange to beat him to it.

Like, until you’re apologizing and saying you won’t do it again.

When you like one of his hoodies a little too much, he’ll ‘accidentally’ leave it at your place.

Subin: The biggest, cutest baby who will love the ever loving fuck out of you, so you best be doing the same. Don’t let me catch you slippin’.

Pouty when you’re pouty. Happy when you’re happy. 

Buys you presents a lot because “I saw this and thought of you.” and when you tell him to stop buying so many things for you, he pulls out the puppy dog eyes and “I just wanna spoil you.” or some fucking “I just wanna make you happy.” 

Like, fucking hell, he’s cute and he knows it. He’d totally cute his way into getting you to accept it.

You can’t win. Just let the boy do what he wants.

Gets shy when it comes to showing affection around the members, but when you’re alone, a whole koala. 

All over you.

Snuggles, cuddles, letting you use his arm as a pillow when you nap, or lets you lay your head on his lap while he plays with your hair.

The whole shabang. 

The only time he does show affection around the others is when the other members playfully compliment you or give skinship here and there and he kinda just pulls you into him and doesn’t let go.

[horanghoe]

home comforts - (VICTON) Seungsik/Hanse/Reader smut

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group/members: VICTON  - Seungsik & Hanse

pairing: Reader (loosely fem perspective) x Seungsik x Hanse

genre: heavy smut, fluff, really rough pwp, wouldn’t be me without comfort themes heh, established background relationship with the entire group, implied 7VICTON f*ck buddies, implied idol life for the boys, implied/mentioned member x member,  dacryphilia for the reader (crying due to pleasure = kink), dirty/praise talk, size kink & teasing and flirting between the two boys!

!! minors dni !! warnings below the line !!

word count: 3546

~ Quick A/N~ I know there aren't many VICTON stans / ALICE's in general but there seems to be even less over here on the writeblr kpop space ahahah!!!! but likes/comments/reblogs are still greatly appreciated and keep me motivated! And hey, u may not know the members, but it's a bit of a fun hehe ~ but truthfully, this was an indulgent drabble for the few VICTON fans that it reaches. I luv u, keep shining angels ~ ~ ON THAT NOTE ~ I wanted to forcefully tag @flowerboykun >:] due to being the reason I (1) discovered the group (2) fell in love w gender icon Hanse and (3) further became an alice <3 ily mimi

~ & a special thanks to my pals & beta readers ~ @gyukult - @slightlymore - @raibebe - @kthpurplesyou - @sanjoongie MY BELOVED <33 - and my fav alice hehe @atiny-piratequeen

Music to listen to while reading ♡ (in no particular order)

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby - (Cigarettes After Sex)

BTBT - B.I & Soulja Boy ft. DeVita

Say It - Flume, Tove Lo

Sweet - Brockhampton

Late Night Talking - Harry Styles

Blow - Jackson Wang

Heart Burn - SUNMI

Fever - ENHYPEN

my type - brb.

Freaky Deaky - Tyga, Doja Cat

Slow Motion - AMARIA BB

Best Lover - 88rising, BIBI

T/W’s : Heavy three-way smut. Stuff happens between the boys (member x member x reader) but is not intense. Power dynamics are for you the reader to decide. Light restriction. Voyeurism. Dirty/praise talk, size kink. If you squint there’s a praise kink in there (definitely not a self-insert lkasdjmfdks). Dacryphilia. Reader doesn’t orgasm per say, but hits peak arousal from penetration >;) All safe and consented ~ just happy filth <3 Enjoy

(Pls dm me if you would like a trigger warning added ♡ )

Seungsik’s large hands pressed heavily at the curve of your hips, pushing you to lay even further flat onto the counter with your hands underneath you. Your palms spread wide against the counter's cool surface, face contorted into pleasure.

Each outward drag and push inwards against your tight walls caused you to whine, quickly falling apart despite your best intentions. 

“Breathe, babe.” Seungsik laughed sweetly, slowing to rock against you. “You’re so tight.”

You heaved a breath, releasing a breath as your body relaxed its grip on him slowly and with every shallow jut into your guts. Your thighs jumped at a sudden shallow thrust, Seungsik snickering behind you. His hand kneaded at your ass before leaning ever so slightly over your smaller frame to mumble against your cheek.

“Gotta stay quiet if you don’t want Hannie to notice, baby.”

“I know, dammit!! ” You cried out breathlessly. Dropping your torso and forehead to the counter with a choked sob.

Seungsik chuckled behind you, hands back in position as he set a slow, heavy pace fucking directly into you as he pressed your stomach firmly into the counter. With his tall frame, his hips stayed at fuck-height to the counter, and the downward pressure of his arms caused the soft of your belly to press his dick tighter into you; lewd sloppy sounds unmistakable as you felt him in the pit of your stomach, your mind forcing you to imagine his length pushing up against your lungs.

“Seungie, fuck - ah- so deep - fuck, ngh -”

“Shhh, baby, you’re so loud, fuck.” He shushed your high pitched whines through an airy laugh. But the longer his steady pace lasted - pulling out and dragging back in at a far-too-lazy speed - the more broken and drawn out your moans became. 

“Seungie - please - faster -” The pitch of your voice hit an all-new high, making Seungsik grunt softly, pressing your hips to keep them steady as you twitched in greed.

It was up until this point that Hanse had been minding his extremely peaceful and otherwise private, business.

The open space in the centre of the dorm left a lot of people’s doings out in the open; privacy being a precious and rare currency around here. 

The kitchen was reasonably large with a kitchen island in the centre that separated the smooth tiles from the carpeted open room of a lounge. 

In which, Hanse had been resting. With his head and spirit buried deep into lyric forming and rap-making. Tapping out beats from his head with a pencil onto his notebook. Humming to himself as he listened to a multitude of songs, writing then re-writing lines until he was content.

In the brief moment where his mind wandered to the area around him and his music waned between albums - your patterned gasps drifted into Hanse’s cognizance and he had to will every cell in his body not to spin around immediately.

Attempting to calmly assess the situation, he made a choice not to change his position - if you truly were … doing something behind him, then he didn’t want to spook you. And mostly, he was intrigued.

Truthfully, the 8 of you fucked like rabbits. 

And so he wasn’t unused to those beautiful, song-worthy notes, just a little surprised and disturbed to hear you doing shit in the kitchen of all places. And, right behind him…

With slow hands and delicate movements, Hanse moved very slightly to pull his sound-cancelling headphones away and onto his cheek.

But they didn’t stay there for very long. 

Hanse’s eyes drifted to the table in front of him.

The water in his glass was wobbling.

With a scrunched nose - somewhere between humour, disgust and annoyance - Hanse removed his earphones completely, moving to turn the 90-degree spinning chair just to the edge, facing the two of you.

With Seungsik’s head thrown back and his soft grunts muffled by his bottom lip stuck between his teeth, you were the first to notice Hanse’s puzzled expression and stiff defensive posture.

In a sentence: he was riled up. Hard as wood and huffy as hell.

But you knew it wouldn’t last; moaning openly now that you had been found out, biting against your fingers with his name forming on your lips before you could help yourself.

He shifted in his seat, arms crossed over his chest with his head tilted as he watched you. But his expression was gentle. He could never be truly angry with you. Especially when you whimpered so beautifully for him. Your eyebrows pinching with each thrust, voice flowing in high-lilted tight gasps, torso rocking gently and your fingers reaching out ever so slightly towards him.

“You’re so fucking loud, babe - I swear, you truly want us to get caught - maybe you enjoy being used like a fuck-toy, sure seems like it right now…” Seungsik groaned as his eyes shut, gripping one ass cheek in each hand as he switched up his pace, head down with a concentration that wiped Hanse from existence.

Hanse may not be able to stay pissed at you, but he sure as hell had the capability to become insatiably annoyed at the large-horny-puppy-male behind you, ploughing into you like no tomorrow.

“Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me. Kang Seung-sik. You’re insufferable. Seungwoo is going to beat your ass if he catches you.”

Seungsiks heart jumped up and into his throat, hips jutting a yelp out of you before blinking at his younger flatmate with a quickly forming grin and snicker. 

“Hello to you too, Hanse Do.”

If Hanse had hackles, they would be raised.

“In the fucking kitchen - of all places, Sik?”

Seungsik simply snickered, securing the curve of your spine again with one hand before looking back up with his tongue against the corner of his mouth and head thrown back. 

“Like you didn’t do anal on the sofa last week?”

He didn’t miss the wobble of Hanse’s adam’s apple or the twitch in his leg. 

Seungsik reached to delicately comb some hairs from your neck to leave a kiss, before returning as he was before. 

Hanse wanted to kiss - punch - that smirk straight off his elders' face.

“We eat on there! You fuck!” Hanse cried, smothering his face in frustration.

You moaned softly in thanks to the scattered kisses placed on your shoulder blades and curled your arms into yourself. Washed from head to toe in buzzing warmth. Hanse’s eyes met you with a softened brow before Seungsik’s voice pulled him back.

“If you can eat out Chan’s ass on that leather sofa, I am fully within my rights to fuck our pretty angel on the kitchen island. Sorry, I don’t make the rules, babe.”

Hanse gripped the armchair with a disgruntled noise. You couldn’t see his face, but you could feel his aura like a cat ready to pounce. But in true Hanse nature; he laboured a calming breath that lasted four strokes, choosing to glare up at the male with fury behind his eyes, instead of enacting physical violence. Though, it was considered.

“Just - hurry up and finish off before they get back from rehearsals. I’m not explaining to Sejun why your cum is all over a random communal countertop, again, Seun.”

“Again?” Seungsik scoffed, biting his gums as his hips twitched, slowing his pace to resist cumming too quickly. “You literally refused to swallow.”

Hanse sucked at his teeth in a sharp noise of annoyance. Shuffling to kick his feet up onto the table in front of him. Breathing away his irritation and combing through the long neck-length hairs of his black mullet.

“Woo will beat you into next week if he catches you.” Hanse’s sly cat eyes met Seungsik’s, a spark of competition forming as the elder squinted over at him.

“You’d love to see it.”

Hanse chose not to respond.

The silence instead was permeated by your sniffles, forehead against the counter and whimpers accompanying the friction of your bare chest on the countertop. Skin slapping against skin and the smell of sex saturating the air. 

“Seunie -” You whimpered, fucked dumb and breathless. “It hurts so good…”

Seungsik slowed to shush you, sliding his hand over the back of your palm on the counter to interlock his fingers between yours. His large palm hid your hand and his chest stayed at your back for a moment, letting you catch a break to kiss at the nape of your neck and bite at your ear. Your heart fluttered deep in your core as he leaned back, hissing at the newly presumed pace.

“Easy, angel. Not yet. Let Han catch up, hmm? He’s aching to join in, look at him.” 

Hanse’s jaw ticked at your soft sighs, and how attentive he knew Seungsik to be in an intimate setting. He was proving to annoy Hanse through second-hand kindness; pulling up to stare at the younger male, moaning airily through open lips.

And as Hanse considered the shame of what he so desperately wanted to do next; his older band member provoked him further.

“How long have you even been watching, Do? Such a perv.” Hanse’s sharp eyes remained unmoved, his face entirely clear of amusement.

Seungsik released a slight chuckle before a teasing statement that made the younger male moan shyly out loud. You smiled against the cold counter, squeezing enough for Seungsik to swipe very weakly at your backside.

“You love catching us just as much as our precious angel here loves being caught." His smugness showed even between laboured breaths, his grin as evident as the sweat in his hairline from the effort not to plough you into oblivion. 

“Could’ve - said something, Han. Instead of watching like a damn pervert.”

Hanse was surely made of spiritual bricks and mortar. 

Choosing to remain stubborn and resist the elders' teasing, even if his cock throbbed painfully. 

He only wavered at your fucked out expression; Seungsik’s grip on your scalp making you cry out dumbly, letting him pull you up for Hanse to see, and knowing you loved the way it burned.

“Wanna leave a review, Han? Seems like you’re enjoying the show.” At this point, your legs were shaking from an elongated build-up - not even searching for an orgasm, but being driven to tears via the quick snaps of his newly inspired hips into your soaked entrance and throbbing core.

Even despite the new speed, you tried your best to bite at your gums and swollen lips, sighing as the boys bickered above you. They fucked. And you had all openly experimented with your dacryphilia kink as couples. So your sniffles were radio buzzing to the bickering between the boys. 

“Do one, asshat. I’m purely loathing over all the shit I’ll have to disinfect when you’re done fucking Y/N with no rubber in the middle of the kitchen island, is all.”

Seungsik dropped your head as soon as the first tear fell; allowing you to fall over the edge under two sets of eyes. 

Hanse almost creamed his pants as your beauty was painted by sin, just for him to spectate; your tear dropped onto the counter in one solid drip, which proved enough for his brain to fuzz over momentarily and cock to throb even harder in his sweats.

“You sure? Pretty sure you’re just mad you’re not tall enough to rail someone on the counter without a kick-step. It’s giving -” Seungsik groaned softly, before huffing out the last of his teasing sentence, thrown off by your loud whine and shifting hips.

 “- terribly pitiful short guy syndrome ~”

“You’re full of shit!” Hanse laughed immediately, momentarily breaking the tension. But he re-centred with a heavy gaze and finally moved to press his palms against his clothed cock with a groan.

“I’m literally less than an inch shorter than you, asshole - I simply do not care for fucking anyone on our only sanitary eating surfaces.”

Enough was enough. Emitting a loud whine before pulling your neck up, face scrunched in pleasure as you fought to speak between Seungsik’s stupidly beautiful cock forcing the air out of your lungs with each thrust.

“Both - of you - please - shut - the fuck - up - or I’ll - squirt - in the sink - and make - you clean -” Seungsik’s thrusts came quicker and pushed harder against your smaller and securely held frame as you spoke as if to break you on purpose.

“ - fuck - Seun, ahh - Hanse, please - join in - ahh, please, fuck -” Your hands now pushed your body up on shaky supports, causing him to push on the soft area inside of your core that made you tingle from head to toe.

Hanse didn’t take your words to heart - but he did watch as your tears dipped to your collarbone, dripping off your breasts onto the elder boy's veiny hands.

“You’re going to make her cry all through aftercare again.” Hanse commented in a bland tone, poker face immaculately covering the tugging of his jogger strings, making the scene seem like more of a chore than anything.

“Pretty baby loves it though, don't you sweetheart?” Seungsik’s chest pressed against your back as his hands held you; thrusts less in length but he fucked up into you without remorse. You cried out, lips wobbling as you bit to keep them closed, your comfort placed in the scattered feather-light kisses on your shoulder. “Love to be fucked into such a mess hmm? Pretty angel, so beautiful when she cries ~” 

Seungsik’s voice was floating around your head, his hot palms manhandling you into safety with a gentle giant of a man in charge of your pleasure. He barked loud and frequently; but didn’t have the heart to ever bite.

“You’re not the one who has to deal with the aftermath of blowing her back out, dickhead. Better make her cum or I’m stealing all of your shit out of the fridge for the next week straight.” 

Your eyes slipped open at Hanse’s temperate sighs, lost to the throws of pleasure as Seungsik buried his face into the crook of your neck, humming a confirming sound and setting to work.

The sight in front of you was one the God’s wished to write home about.

Hanse was the epitome of a soft, dark male with a heart full of gold. And he was beautiful in every sense. His femininity caught everyone's eyes; even your own, as his painted black nails, pumped his cock with his head thrown back and joggers barely tugged down.

“Feel good, angel?” He grunted softly, tongue poking to play with his piercing, lip bite quickly followed. At first, you simply nodded, before you called out wantonly, his name slipping from your lips. 

“Good, Hannie -” You managed in a pathetic attempt of a response. Hanse smiled at you lovingly, maintaining eye contact until you crumbled forward like a goddess made out of soft chalk; mind through the roof and pleasure consuming you whole. 

“Pretty when you cry, baby.” Hanse mumbled gently, fist unconsciously wrapping tighter as his head tipped back, soft puttering groans finally hitting deep and lengthier in tone.

“Not as pretty as when you beg to cum, Do. Shit’s insane.” He snickered, palm smoothing over your flat spine, before starting that thick sickening pumping inside of your core that made your toes curl. 

Hanse was pissed. Again. Silence speaking louder than words; but not louder than the wet sounds connecting you and Seungsik or his own fist pumping him until his chest flushed with heat, a hand straying to feel his chest over his shirt.

Seungsik shook his soft blonde hair out of his face, chuckling to himself. 

“Which baby will cum first, I wonder?” He wondered out loud. “How long can you go before you explode?” Statements followed by Seungsik chiming innocent laughter. "One's already crying, but the other's not far behind."

But the innocence was fake with a capital F; a competition now struck up between him and Hanse, even if nothing needed to be said.

It didn’t take long for you to pull up from the counter, crying through heaved breaths. Seungsik used you as a viewing model, but you loved it. Hanse’s eyes stuck to your bodies and the way they connected as he winked at your bleary, tear-flooded cheeks. 

Seungsik’s hips grounded up in deep but very slight thrusts as he held you to his chest via one hand squeezing your breast. The other held your hip against the counter not to fall; the burn of the counter merely collateral damage to getting your back blown the fuck out.

With a small outcry and a folding neck, you came hard, sobbing through breaths as Seungsik grunted, using every ounce of his soul to cum only after you had hit hypersensitivity.

Hanse watched on with loud breathy grunts and a gripped fist, already knowing how hard you would fall by the tears on your chest, mind blown wide with erotic, sinful satisfaction that made your muscles buzz like static. 

Once you began to twitch, hips moving involuntarily and sharp whines of shock pressing through your sniffles; Seungsik buried his face into your shoulder to cum hard.

It was overdue and followed in tandem by Hanse who did his best to contain it with the other palm in the throws of passion. It was only a matter of time before you crawled to him for comfort; Hanse being your comforter in the emotional sense. Whereas Seungsik knew all the right ways to make you cry in the first place.

“Mmm - enough, Seunnie… practice… clean…” 

It was funny how quickly your body sagged with fatigue; back literally and figuratively blown and head completely fuzzed over. Seungsik kissed your cheek gently, lowering your feet to the floor as he slipped out; your moan unmissable as his slick slipped down your thigh.

A nearby tug of kitchen roll was not so beautifully dabbed at your core, the fabric swiped at your thighs until his cum was nowhere to be seen, the action full of love. Seungsik cleaned quickly as he tapped at his phone - swearing under his breath, as under the very late evening time read multiple texts from the boys saying they were heading back from the studio and if you three wanted food.

“Yeah, go sit with Hannie baby, I’ll clean up -”

“And for fucks sake please use the bleach,” Hanse grunted from the couch, shaking the haze from his eyes to quickly clean up. 

Thankfully, having somewhat of a clean-freak-maknae (at least, in the standards of 7 men living together, so not really), meant disinfectant wipes were always nearby and a lined bin in every room. Not that they got emptied, but that was beyond the point.

“I don’t care if it smells like the aftermath of a crime scene lab, I will literally never eat in here again if you don’t fucking disinfect everything.” Hanse punctuated his statement by chucking the wipes into the nearby metal bin, enough to make it spin and clatter back into its space, his joggers tugged up and his shirt smoothed down his chest.

Seungsik mocked Hanse childishly before he placed a kiss on your cheek. His hands guided you out of the way of the island until you were ‘stable’ enough to push forward and reach Hanse’s outstretched hands. “Go on baby, you were perfect, as usual.” He whispered, kissing your ear as you left, palms sliding away from your skin.

But Hanse was right there to catch you; cooler, calloused palms and cool metal rings sliding over the skin of your ribs, thumbs briefly padding over your nipples, and a breath catching in his throat; before your body was accepted into his bubble on the large armchair, Hanse using his larger frame to keep you from falling. His breath brushed over your cheek - as much as you wanted to make out right now, you were overridden by tingling fatigue - face buried into the fabric on his shoulder.

“Legs, angel.” He mumbled against your hair dotingly, tapping at the legs you seemed to have left behind, half sitting and standing. “Can’t leave those behind. Come here ~”

You giggled a shy “Oh…”, before allowing Hanse to grip your thighs and place you over his legs rather than his crotch. Your ass dipped between his thighs, forehead bumping his chin and both knees tucked up against his opposite shoulder.

He was just so soft. Comfy. Safe.

Hanse's breathing was always deep and pressed into his belly, and your palm pressed against his belly unknowingly to feel his comforting breath, slipping into sleep unreasonably fast. Your lips puffed open as Hanse nuzzled his cheek against your forehead, humming gently. You responded through your sleep, knees pulling tighter towards you until he released the chair spring, allowing you to practically lay on him in a curled position.

He also quickly fell into a light slumber.

Awoken only when the boys entered from practice, stretching sleepily under questioning eyes at your naked and very-much-passed-out-snoring form, and the intense questioning for the intense bleach smell, ‘with no open windows’, loving the panic in Seungsik’s face as he squeezed you closer, reaching for his headphones to slide them over your head.

Hanse watched the boys as they bickered until your lips pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

Sliding your fingers between his, falling asleep with a hand pressed to each other’s heart.

Well would you look at that: updated 10/August/2022

[minheeology]

victon reaction ➳ s/o gives them the silent treatment

requested? : yes!

pairing : victon x gn!reader

a/n : i'm back to writing after a long time...! i haven't written anything in a while so i'm sorry if this is a bit trash. to the anon who requested this a while ago, i'm so sorry for the wait, but i hope you can still enjoy this!

seungwoo

seungwoo was understanding to say the least. even if he didn't know the reason you were giving him the silent treatment, he wouldn't bother you about it. he knows that you'll tell him everything when you're ready. to be honest, even if he did know why you were giving him the silent treatment, he would do something similar. (if it was a serious situation though, he would make sure you were okay no matter what)

seungsik

he handles this maturely. he will simply tell you to talk to him when you want to. of course he hates not talking to you, but if you're going through something, he doesn't want to upset you more. if he's the cause of all of this, he might be a little more pushy, asking you to just talk to him so he can apologize for whatever it was that he did.

sejun

oh boy... he really just wants you to talk to him. he can't handle not hearing your voice, and he'll be sure to let you know that. he'll keep asking "will you please talk to me now, y/n?", and frown when you just shake your head. he'll probably try to make you laugh, since your laugh is just as amazing as your voice. if he upset you and was the reason for all of this happening, he will apologize profusely, even if you never reply to anything he says.

hanse

i see him getting a little angry tbh. i think he would find it unfair that you won't tell him what's wrong, and it'll frustrate him because he just wants to make everything okay. if it's his fault, then he's mad at himself, and ultimately will try not to bother you unless you want him to. he might even give you the silent treatment right back.

byungchan

he's sassy, so be ready. if you're giving him the silent treatment, he might do it right back out of spite (in a joking way). he wants you to know how it feels to not hear your beautiful s/o's voice. if he is the one who caused you to stop talking to him, then he will continuously tell you how sorry he is, even if you're not accepting his apology verbally. he hopes that deep down you're forgiving him for whatever he did.

subin

he's pretty lost tbh. he wants you to talk to him! why won't you talk to him? was it something he did? did something happen? no matter how badly he wants you to talk to him though, he understands that sometimes you need your space and will give it to you. if he did something to cause this though, he might try and get you to open up to him every hour or so.

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND VICTON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kang Seungsik

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He’s not always watching you, but when you’re nearby, Seungsik will just do enough to check on you. Little glances, or whispers into your ear as he passes you by to see how you are, are typical of Seungsik.

B ⇴ BICKER

Usually, the two of you will bicker when you’re trying to prove a point to one another and debate. You both have a habit of thinking that you’re right and that the other one is wrong, and bickering is how you try to explain yourselves, even if you listen to yourselves more than you actually listen to one another.

C ⇴ COMFORT

There’s often a moment of panic in Seungsik when he can tell that you need comforting as he tries to figure out what the right thing to do is. Once he’s composed himself and tried to figure out how you need to be comforted by him, he’ll step up and make sure that you know that he’s right by your side firstly.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

At times Seungsik was guilty of being a little bit stubborn, and you could be too, with your reluctance to change sometimes creating a bit of conflict between the two of you. You both were a bit set in your ways at times, and sometimes a disagreement was what you needed to realise that one of you needed to give in and maybe be willing to change a little bit something in order to make whatever it was work again.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

With time the two of you bonded, but the start of your friendship wasn’t entirely plain sailing. It took a little while for you to learn enough about each other to feel settled with each other as at the start you both didn’t want to give too much away. However, as the trust built up and more was learnt about one another, things definitely got much easier for you both as you opened up to one another much more.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Seungsik’s family were almost like a family to you, they treated you kindly and always looked after you. You felt lucky to know that you had Seungsik’s family there if you needed them, and knew that if you asked them for help or mentioned that you were struggling that they’d be there. Seungsik too was beyond relieved that you all got along with one another, as it made your friendship a whole lot easier as well.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Usually, you tried to be quite private with your friendship as Seungsik especially didn’t want to cause you any harm. Seungsik wouldn’t say no if you wanted to go out and do something with him, but at the same time he would maybe just suggest that it would be a lot safer for you to stay inside with him instead.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of zoning out of conversation quite a lot of the time and drifting off into your own little world. If the conversation wasn’t what you wanted to engage with, you would both start your own conversation and soon find yourselves forgetting about where you are and who you’re with too.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Not many people expected the two of you to have inside jokes, but in reality, you had plenty. You both were your most comfortable when you were with one another and so even if you weren’t quite as loud or funny around other people, just as the two of you, you had plenty of laughs and moments to remember.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He knew that you would never try to make him jealous, but Seungsik wasn’t quite so trusting of your actual friends. He got along with most of them, but there were definitely a couple that maybe didn’t quite feel so right for Seungsik. He didn’t let you know that there were any of your friends that he wasn’t so sure of, instead Seungsik just watched them and made sure that they didn’t let him get too jealous.

K ⇴ KICKS

Seungsik got a kick out of being able to tease the other members with you by his side rather than them teasing him. You were the catalyst that he needed to give them a taste of their own medicine as you had the right thing to say to annoy the other boys that was what Seungsik often lacked when he tried to tease them.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how reliable you were as that was something that Seungsik always tried to be for you too. He never was let down by you, he was never left hanging by you, and he was never left to stand as if he was all by himself either. If there was one person that Seungsik knew he could turn to more than he could anyone else, it was you, Seungsik always had your support and always had your number to call too.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met because your parents were friends and ended up introducing the two of you to one another. You were apprehensive at first because you didn’t want to not get along with Seungsik with your parents being friends, but luckily for you the two of you got on better than anyone expected you to.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Most of the time it was tricky for Seungsik to really be able to express himself, but you were definitely one of only a few people that Seungsik eventually felt ready to be able to drop his guard around.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Seungsik was obsessed with your heart and how thoughtful you were towards him. He felt lucky to be able to be your best friend and be the person that you took the best care of and helped out the most too.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

Making memories is a big deal for Seungsik, whether it’s something huge or something small, those moments are the ones that stand out to Seungsik. Holidays are Seungsik’s favourite moments, but also things like going to your favourite coffee store is equally a moment that he never takes for granted.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Whenever he can tell that you’re getting irritated, Seungsik will offer to help. He’s practical and good at helping you solve anything that doesn’t quite make sense to you, or just assisting you when things do make sense too.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Saving photos of the two of you is an important hobby for Seungsik, with a large scrapbook under his bed. Every time the two of you went on a big trip or celebrated an occasion Seungsik would make sure to take a photo and spend the following day decorating the next page in his scrapbook to remember things.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

As much as he loves when you support him, Seungisk puts a lot more effort into supporting you and helping you out. He was constantly checking up on the things that you were doing so that he could try and pencil the dates into his diary to ensure that he had the time off to be able to be there for you.

T ⇴ TRIPS

He loved to bring you along on tour and show you more of what he does. At every show he’ll make sure that you’re backstage so that Seungsik can show you the ropes and introduce you to all the finer details.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

It was something that he didn’t tell you often, but Seungsik really was thankful to be able to call you his best friend.

V ⇴ VISITS

Whenever you show up unexpectedly, it throws Seungsik. You know how meticulous he can be and so usually you’ll visit to mostly wind him up and throw whatever plans he has made out of the window.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Although the right thing doesn’t always come from Seungsik, he always tries to be as helpful as possible for you.

X ⇴ XXXX

It usually is pretty rare for Seungsik to be affectionate around you, it’s something that usually makes him shy at the best of times, but even when you’re alone he struggles to use affection to express himself to you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his rock, Seungsik relied on you more than you even realised.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time you’ll go to your place and Seungsik will go back to his at night, mainly because you know that a good night of sleep is pretty impossible for you when you stay with Seungsik and his loud snoring.

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Masterlist

[syuga-s]

just another night

w.c 5.2k

pairing. Seungsik x gn!reader

genre. fluff, friends in love

a/n. lmao, I can't believe I'm here again after 5 MONTHS, and basically, I'm here again bc Seungsik has been living in my head like a cute lil parasite for weeks. i truly love this man and I just had to write something very self-indulgent,,, ALSO i know I'm very late for valentine's, tried to post this like 2 weeks ago but look where we are (and warnings?) mentions of alcohol, moderate consumption nothing extreme, also alcohol preparation? the word sex is there, food is mentioned too, nothing crazy i swear

You and Seungsik have been friends since high school. It’s been about 10 years since you’ve been in each other's life. You’re always texting each other, even if you don’t see often. He’s your best friend. You’ve fallen into a comfortable friendship when you see each other every other month. When you both feel it’s been too long, and you need to catch up with your lives. It wasn’t until two days after Valentine's Day that it occurred to you that you hadn’t asked him what he did on that day. Unfortunately, you had your own little love “trouble” that you forgot to ask him about his day. The reason is, that your ex hasn’t left you alone for months.

He’s been begging you nonstop to go out with him. Telling you he’s changed, that he wants to treat you better for once. You know they’re just easy words. But the part of you that feels great when you’re with him would like to believe everything he says.

“I want to take you out to dinner” “I intend to keep knowing you, please don’t shut me out” “We can go to the movies, for coffee, you name it” “Please let me see you again”

It’s so funny how you may have wanted this years ago. And now, when it’s actually happening, him telling you everything you wanted to hear. You ended up falling for it. Despite not wanting to be in a relationship with him anymore, you finally caved in to his pleads, and it’s like he shifts into someone else every time we get to this point.

This time his text said, “what are we supposed to do on a Thursday?” idk bro, everything? Anything? BE TOGETHER LIKE YOU WANTED? “I guess you could come watch anime? i mean if you want” By no means I’m saying it’s a bad idea but, why does it only have to come to that EVERY time?

Whatever you have with him is difficult. Your love life (or lack thereof) is beyond hard, for sure. Feelings are difficult. So, your head has been on that topic for a few days because he asked you out for the 14th, and you couldn’t even muster up the energy to answer him.

You just wanted to see your best friend.

When you texted Seungsik on Wednesday night, you finally asked him if he had an eventful Valentine's Day. And when his reply was, “i didn’t do much, had a lot of work”, you immediately knew he was upset.

Now you needed to call him. He picked up at the first ring. Before anything, you spoke, “what happened with Sol? tell me everything.” He groaned, apparently not wanting to discuss it, but he knew you knew something had happened, and he clearly had to let it out.

“They were avoiding me, they barely wanted to go out on dates, always busy with who knows what, so when I wanted to plan something for valentine’s they simply said no. Obviously, I got upset, we got into an argument, and you know how that ends.”

While you were listening to him, you suddenly came up with a plan.

“I’m sorry Seungsikie, I always knew they were too boring for you.” You said in a teasing tone and he laughed. “And look if they never wanted to go out with you that’s their fucking loss.” “Yeah, well, I guess I was hoping things would be different at some point.” It hurt your heart to hear him say that. He’s always been a romantic, but in all seriousness, he always gets the worst partners. “I know what won’t make you upset anymore, let’s go out this Friday, you can’t say no alright, plus I really really want to see you.” “I know, we haven’t gone out since your birthday, I’m missing you too”, then his tone got kinda doubtful, “what exactly are your plans nerd?” you were both THE nerds in high school, always the ones that handed the tests at the same time, always the two that got up and solved math problems for the whole class, you’ve always been a team. “What makes you think I’ll tell you, dork? Knowing that you’re gonna see me should be enough for you” Neither of you knows how the two have been smiling just by hearing each other’s voices. You always forget how much you miss seeing him every day. He never notices how fast time goes by because suddenly, it’s been months since he felt this relaxed. And it was just your voice that made him feel at home after the past few days when he felt like shit. “I still need to know where, so I know how to pick my outfit, dummy” This man dresses better than you, so it made you laugh how he’s always worried about those things. “So?” “Oh my god, just wear whatever you like, you’re gonna be the best dressed no matter what, plus I bet you have new clothes you’ve been dying to wear so…” This time you made him laugh louder at your annoyed tone and that made him go along with your secret plan. “Alright then, but are you gonna dress cute though?” “Don’t know, maybe, we’ll see on Friday, love you bye” “Good night nerd, love you too” You’ve been organizing things all Thursday to make tomorrow perfect. Usually, Seungsik was the one that planned things when you went out, he always took you to the best restaurants, the best bars, always making sure you had a good time. So, you wanted to take care of everything this time. He deserved it. When you felt confident with your plan, you let Seungsik know that same night that you wanted him ready at 6:00 pm tomorrow. You took the day off, so you could clean your house and prep things for the night. You decided to do Seungsik’s favorite things. The first stop was to go for coffee to this new shop one of your coworkers recommended you. Next stop, go to one of his fave Japanese restaurants. Then you wanted to invite him to your apartment, so you could show him off your new mixology skills. You’ve been teaching yourself to make cocktails lately. Always on your never-ending search for new hobbies. And you felt you were pretty good at it, so you were dying to make him some of his favorite drinks. And it felt right because if you ended up deciding to get drunk you were gonna avoid a lot of, let’s say, unpleasant steps.

Finally, you were getting ready, and you decided to go for an all-black outfit. Black turtleneck sweater, black leather skirt, and black stockings. Today was cold, so a sherpa black denim jacket and black platform boots were a must. You went for gold jewelry and your beloved pink wool scarf. As for your makeup, your routine had changed to simply concealer, blush, mascara, eyeliner, and whatever lipstick you were vibing lately. You quickly gave your dog some water, food, and a little pad in case he needed to do his little business. “I’ll come back later Maxy, be good.” Grabbed all your keys and made your way to the café. Seungsik was already there when you arrived. He was waiting for you outside. It made you so happy to see him. And it may sound cheesy, but when you saw his outfit, you couldn’t help but smile. He was wearing the pink satin jacket you bought him a few years ago. Black turtleneck sweater, black denim jeans, and black boots. One would have thought that you managed to dress the same on purpose. When you got closer, you both couldn’t help but laugh at how you both looked. You were the one who hugged him first. For some reason, he had thought it was a good idea to stand outside in the freezing cold waiting for you to come. So, when he felt your hug, he was so glad you were this warm. It was one of those hugs where he could feel all the warmth radiating from you. For you, it was different. For a moment everything felt so calm, so safe, like nothing could hurt you. He softly rubbed your back and finally talked. “Let’s go inside, my face is getting numb from the cold”. You laughed in his chest, and he took you in his arms and walked together to order something. The café had this Parisian feel to it. It was beautiful and Seungsik told you he loved it. That got you happy once again. He ordered an espresso and you had a latte. As soon as you tasted them, you both looked at the eyes of each other, without having to speak you know he meant he didn’t like it because you thought the same about your drink. “You want to taste mine?” You offered. He gave you his cup too, so you could try it, and both had the same eyes again. You had to laugh now because both drinks were really bad, and you weren’t used to that. He muttered, “well at least the place is nice, we could take some photos”. Later you met the owner, and you found out that it’s only been open for three days. So, you agreed to come back another day to give them another chance. Seungsik’s been insisting on taking photos of you here. He said you looked adorable in this place and that you actually needed to update your feed. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at that. He knew you weren’t fond of taking pics, but ultimately, you gave in to his request. And he wasn’t lying, you felt cute in the pictures he took, but that was enough effort for the day. You figured it was time to take him to eat, so you got into your car and headed to the restaurant. His favorite restaurant turned into your favorite too after a few years. Since it always reminded you of him. You’ve been here with your other friends, but it’s never the same without Seungsik. Being here, watching him in the subtle red glow of neon signs, you realize how cool he looks right now, particularly with his cherry-red hair, in your eyes he’s always been the best guy ever. He is unaware of your gaze, looking at the menu, deciding what to order. The scenario you had was begging to be captured, so you took your phone out and took a picture of your best friend. He noticed after you took it, and he just gave you a sweet smile. The servers already knew you two were regulars, so they always took special care of you. Tonight you went for some gyozas, ramen, and an order of sushi to share. A few beers and you were set. “I’ve been meaning to talk about your hair” he blurted out. You narrowed your eyes and gave him a playful smile but didn’t say anything, urging him to keep talking. “You dyed it, I- I mean” he started stuttering for some reason. it was just you, though? “I really like it, out of

all your looks I think this is my favorite” and now you blushed. “When did you change it? Last time I saw you, you still had your two-toned thing going on.” You tilted your head and rested your chin on your hand to think about it a bit. “Around mid-December, I think? It was before Christmas, for sure.” “Well, I like it” you smiled with his words and he smiled knowing that his words made you happy. Your food came, and the conversation moved on to some work stuff. How you both have been busier lately. Then you mentioned your parents and what you did over the holidays. How stressed you were at the end of the year because you took care of everything those days. He told you he’s been stressed for a while too because he moved to another apartment, finally on his own. You told him you had seen Diane and Ash last week for Ash’s birthday. That her boyfriend threw her a little surprise party and how you thought that those two are gonna end up married soon. He asked about Diane. She was the only one of your friends that he really liked for some reason. “She actually moved back into my building! Her clothing line has been doing really well, that’s why she came back.” “And what about you?” He fixed his gaze on you. “What do you mean? I’ve been talking about me all this time” His question threw you off, along with his expression. Suddenly, an air of seriousness. Seungsik repeated, “About you, tell me what you’ve been up to? Who are you going out with? i don’t know something like that.” The first thing you could do was shrug. “I mean I’m good? everything’s calm for once, but — you remember Louis, right?” Seungsik couldn’t hide his disgust. He hated Louis. His face turned into a frown, and he crossed his arms. Instinctively rejecting the thought of that person. You continued telling him. “Well, it’s not actually something, but he’s still there, you know? he begs me constantly to go out with him, i haven’t seen him in about 8 months or so? Apparently, he’s dying to be with me again, but you know him.” “Yeah, good, don’t go out with him.” It wasn’t funny, but you chuckled at that. “Yeah, don’t worry, I’m not planning on it.” Seungsik hated Louis since the moment you met him. He knew he wasn’t serious about anything. And with time, he knew how unaware Louis was about all he had when you were in a relationship. He didn’t understand what you loved about him, despite all the times he heard you say it. In his eyes, you were far too much for that good-for-nothing dumbass. He figured he always thought that way because you’re his best friend. He loved you too much to see you with someone like that. But maybe somewhere along the way, he got confused about that love. Or possibly, involuntarily, he maintained that love as platonic. You raised your brow at him, watching how his mind went somewhere else, “what’s on your mind? tell me". He hadn’t even noticed he was clenching his teeth. “just thinking about how unlucky we are in love” lie. But that made you laugh. “Seungsik, you’re saying that as if it was new information”, “we’re dumb that’s all.” You took a few more beers, and he asked you if you wanted to share one of the desserts you loved in here. And you obviously said yes. He told you that he had talked to his mom earlier. “Mom says she misses you, she asked me how you’ve been doing, but I didn’t know what to tell her, so you need to visit her soon.” Moments like this, when he says those kinds of things, make you think how lucky you are to have him in your life. It’s not common to be this meshed in someone’s life. All you could do was smile and nod at him. The silence between you was starting to burn. Onset to illuminate something else. You explained to Seungsik that your next and last stop was your house, so you paid the bill and made your way out of the restaurant. The entire staff seeing you off loudly, “mata okoshi kudasaimase!”. It was getting even colder outside, making your nose turn red instantly. You had left your car a little far from the restaurant, so you clung to Seungsik’s torso. And as if

it were the most mundane act, he placed his arm around you. Enjoying the source of a bit of warmth once again. Walking along the street in each other’s embrace. Relishing in the other’s perfumes. Content. Just when you thought you were walking alone, a guy in the street approached you and offered to sell you flowers. As you were mistaken for a couple by him. Both laughed it off because that was a regular occurrence whenever you went out, but it always caught you off guard, like now. You never explained to others that you’re not together because you know the exact words that’ll come out of their mouths. “But you look so good together!” Yes, we know.“Are you sure you’re not a couple?” As far as we know, we’re just friends. It’s simply bothersome to discuss the nature of your relationship with strangers. But at the same time, one would think you were staying away from that conversation yourselves. Ultimately, Seungsik bought you a couple of flowers from the guy, thanking him for the small bouquet as you walked away. Still headed to your car, you kept laughing about what just happened. “So that was new”, you giggled as you searched for your car keys. He smirked while you unlocked your car doors, once you were both inside he joked and said, “next time pay for your own flowers won’t you?” When you entered your house, your dog Max didn’t waste time jumping at Seungsik’s feet. His little tail wagging incessantly, giving him the most enthusiastic welcome, which made you jealous. Your tiny baby quickly forgot about you as soon as he saw your best friend, which hasn’t been at your place in about forever. “Hello Maxy, you’ve gotten so big!!!” His voice getting into a high pitch as if he were talking to a baby. Which he was. He held up your dog, again, like a baby. Soon you cleaned up his mess, thankfully it wasn’t much so you got done with it in 5 minutes. You stood next to him while he kept baby talking to your fur baby. Top 10 most heartwarming scenes in your life. Finally, your dog remembered you existed and started slipping away from Seungsik’s hold. When you took him, you mumbled in your baby voice too, “oh so you like Seungsikie more than me now, huh? can’t blame you, Maxy.” Seungsik wasn’t sure if he was meant to hear that, or if he just has excellent hearing. However, he got this fuzzy feeling even though your place was freezing. His eyes followed you as you set your dog in his tiny bed with a little bone to chew at. He noticed how you were rushing to do things just so you could give him all your attention again. A sensation burning brighter. You finally came back to him and pushed him into your kitchen, which made him laugh at your action. You brought Seungsik to your little island and made him sit on a stool. When he saw everything you had left on the counter, he asked, “what’s all this?” “Behold!” gesturing him all your things neatly put in a stand which included a shaker, jiggers, various strainers, and a mixing glass. Along with bottles with different liquors and some new glasses you had bought for tonight’s drinks. A few herbs, leaves, and orange slices weren’t missing either. You were so proud of your setup that it had your hands on your hips with a proud look on your face. Then you clapped your hands together, making Seungsik jump at the sudden sound. “SO, I have everything for your faves, get ready to have me as your favorite bartender from now on.” A smug expression now on your face. First, you got some coffee out to start making a cup of espresso. While you allowed the coffee to steep, Seungsik was wrapped in the smell of the coffee grounds, already knowing which drink was coming his way. His view was a bit limited from where he was sitting, all he could see was how focused you were on doing this and that in the counter. You actually know what you’re doing with alcoholic drinks, so you can say they’re pretty easy to make. But the chances of messing them up are really high too. Mixology really is an art. You prepped the glasses with ice cubes and poured the Liquor 43 in each

of them, all that was left was the espresso, and they were done. You and Seungsik have had them with a lit-up cinnamon stick on top, which is an excellent plus, but maybe it’d be too much now when it’s just the two of you. Handing him the glass seemed like an accomplishment. You’ve been thinking about this moment for days. You wanted to clink glasses, and he got up from the stool. Suddenly, you felt how tall he was as he was facing you. His eyes crinkled when he said, “cheers!” You knew the drink was good, you MADE IT. But now you needed to know if it had lived up to Seungsik’s expectations. You were holding on to your glass for dear life, just waiting for a sign, an expression, anything. He wanted to toy with you. He saw the anticipation in your eyes. And in your whole body, actually. You seemed like a puppy waiting to be picked up. Trying his best not to demonstrate any emotion, he placed the glass on the counter and spent a few minutes squinting his eyes, pursing his lips, as if he was some connoisseur all of a sudden. Catching up on his game, you rolled your eyes and lightly hit him in the arm. Now he threw his head back in amusement, touching the spot where your hand had touched his arm. Still laughing, he finally assured you that he loved it. “it’s so good i can’t believe you” — “never thought you’d make drinks this GOOD.” “and if you keep that game going on that’s the last one you’ll get” you retorted. But soon your exasperation turned into a beaming smile followed by a giggle. Even prouder than before. “you’re so annoying, i swear.” As you slowly emptied your glasses, you started telling him about your journey in making cocktails. How you just decided one day that you wanted to learn how to make good drinks and spent several weeks attempting to master some recipes. You told him it’s not really hard because it’s not like you’re set on becoming a pro, but that you still needed a lot of practice and patience. “i can teach you later if you want.” After those words, he felt motivated to finish his drink and return to the kitchen with you. It was amusing seeing him like this. He looked awkward at your kitchen, not knowing whether you were gonna let him do something or just explain the steps to making a drink. The next drink you had thought of was even simpler. A gin and tonic with frozen berries and mint leaves. You urged Seungsik to get closer so he could see everything going on. When you reached for the alcohol and tonic water, you asked him to fill other glasses with berries and a bit of ice. When he brought them back, he stood beside you, watching how you filled them with the new mix. Shortly, you grabbed the mint leaves you had in front of you and handed some to him. “go crazy.” You were about to taste it when he stopped you because he wanted to clink glasses again. Or so you thought. Because in fact, he cheered softly, “to another 10 years”, which made you lock eyes with him. You could only muster up to raise the glass. You moved to your sofa and started talking about your friendship. Which was brought up from his most recent words. “can’t believe it’s been about 10 years and we’re still here”, “not many people get to that.” He said while facing you. It made you think. Well, certainly not. We go through so much in our lives, we grow constantly. And that means that we outgrow feelings, even whole parts of ourselves. Our lives change, and that means people leave. Friends leave. In some cases, we are the ones who end up leaving. And that never stops. So, when you acknowledge there’s someone in your life where you only feel a quiet calmness when they’re around, you have to make sure they stay a part of your life. With Seungsik, even a text or a phone call at the end of the day would always bring a smile to your face. You’ve been through enough in the past years to know that neither of you will leave the other. As time goes by, you’ve made sure to keep safe in your heart all the memories you’ve made together. From the countless nights where you went out to get intoxicated; where

you would run to him and cry your eyes out because someone had hurt you; to the days you would drag him to concerts where he didn’t know who the artist was. And the most insignificant things (to most people) as well. Like the times he would send you a song just because it made him think of you; the notes he would give you when you were in school; to even the short walks to anywhere because for a few minutes you were hugging all his warmth. You finally spoke, ”i’m really glad you haven’t left my life, i mean it” and leaned your head on his shoulder. Over the years, you had found you’re quite content in just having him nearby. Sure, you’ve been in romantic relationships before, you’ve been in love. But the love you and Seungsik have for each other is different. Even if you haven’t acknowledged it yet. The intimacy between you is what everyone would dream of having in their lives. The talking with your eyes. The way, you can’t go 2 seconds without some sort of physical touch. The back rubs when you hug. The late-night talks in your cars. And days like today especially. He had leaned his head against yours earlier. But both ended up spending minutes wrapped in your own thoughts instead of doing or saying something else. Strangely so, you’ve never had felt the rush to act on your feelings. And tonight wasn’t any different, both just enjoying how close you were at the moment. The night felt endless, you kept making drinks, but in the end, you both got drunk enough to go back to basics. Meaning beers. The heartfelt comments from earlier turned into jokes. Jokes turned into half-drunk singing to some random list of greatest hits on youtube for hours. He could hear you sing the same song on replay for days. He has always loved your voice, and tonight, he sat on your sofa to watch you sing one of your favorite songs. He could see the passion you felt, and his eyes couldn’t hide how he felt about you. For the first time in years, he wanted to kiss you. When the song ended, you turned to your left to face him. Not being sure if you or him were already very drunk, but there was something about the way he was staring at you that you felt like you were meant to fall for him all along. Both brushed off those thoughts once again when you asked him if he was already drunk. “i got sleepy all of a sudden” his code for yes. He sank into your couch and whined, “i should go before it gets too late.” You ended up cuddling next to him, drunk enough to feel your eyes closing on their own. Seungsik soon lovingly running his fingers through your hair. Relishing on how relaxed he was making you feel. You mumbled he should stay. “it’s not like you have work tomorrow.” His eyes were closed, too, and he wasn’t expecting those words at all. If he wasn’t this tired or drunk, he wouldn’t have been able to keep his composure in front of you. He even stopped the movements of his hand and stilled it at your shoulder. You gently moved your hand, so it could rest on top of his. It was just a touch. Innocent like friends. But it’s like time stopped for him. He now knew how he’s been lying to himself all along. You were touching his hand so casually, but it was driving him wild. It’s like you had electric charges in your fingertips. And he couldn’t deny he loved you more than a friend. Not a word was said for the rest of the night. You both fell asleep like that. Both wanting to stay right there a little longer. And that’s how you slept together for the first time. No kisses, no sex, just sleeping. Seungsik woke up first and saw you still asleep. Both still in the same position. He smiled when he saw you deep in slumber. He attempted to hold you closer to him without waking you up. Falling in love. Last night, he heard those words in his head. He realized he would’ve rather spent valentine’s with you. In fact, he actually never wants to have another date if it’s not with you. Currently, he hears his heart saying, you’re all i want. At long last, he decided to wake you up. He moved your shoulder, tickled your ear, and moved

his fingers through your hair again. You finally yawned, meaning you had woken up. You felt it was a miracle how you weren't feeling hungover but actually starving. With one eye open and the other closed, you turned your face upwards to get a look at Seungsik. He smiled at your face and whispered, “i’m hungry let's get some food come on” and with that, he kissed your cheek. Once you were awake enough to realize what he did, you stared at his eyes while he did the same. You don’t know if you imagined the small lingering moment, the way you’d both held your breaths as if time stopped. Both thinking that you should wait, that you shouldn’t be this close for the sake of your friendship. While the other part of you didn’t want to wait any longer and was screaming for you to finally take that step. Both knew that you loved each other without needing to say it. He ran his fingers through your hair for the second time today. You were about to kiss when your phone started to ring. The two of you were brought down back to earth against your will. You didn’t care about the call. Not planning to answer this early while you were with him, but it felt like the universe wasn’t agreeing on you two yet. Eventually, you got up from the sofa to stretch your legs and took the chance to go see who had called you. And you audibly groaned at the name that appeared on your screen. Seungsik hesitated to ask, but he did it anyway. “who was it?” Although, based on your reaction, he already had someone in mind.

"You don’t want to know,” you told him while you let out a dry laugh. Not even wanting to think about him yourself. When he asked if it was Louis and you nodded at him, he felt upset. That’s when he comprehended that he didn’t want to play games anymore. He just wanted to be with you. And by the look in your eyes, it was not just him who thought that. Finally, you were undeniably in sync with one another.

[ethereal-lix]

So I’ve noticed that’s there’s a lack of Victon imagines and stuff and that makes me super sad cause I love them, I don’t normally send in requests bc I never know what to request and I feel so so so awkward doing it but for victon I’ll send in requests lol

So if you write for victon reblog this and/or message me and I’ll send you some requests. I have a lot of ideas and I’ve written them down. So if you want some victon requests OR requests in general let me know and I’ll send them in 😊😊

If you know someone who’s requests are open please let me know

[slytherinshua]

TEXTS WITH VAMPIRE BF VICTON

genre. fluff. crack. smau. warnings. blood and vampire stuff lol. my bad humour. maybe a tiny bit suggestive?? biting...? a little bit of angst in byungchan's. bats as well... just basically every vampire thing you can think of lmao. pairing. ot7 victon x reader (separate). a/n. this is all because of @haecien and our vampire bartender seungwoo delusions... now here i am doing everyone :D

SEUNGWOO

SEUNGSIK

HEOCHAN

SEJUN

HANSE

BYUNGCHAN

SUBIN

↳ victon taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @edensgardenn,, @cyberpunksunwoo

[ddaehyeon]

of lazy evening indoor dates: movie marathon with victon

requested! ✧ ot7; fluff | victon masterlist

♡ han seungwoo

snuggled close to you by the couch as he checked your reactions, a small smile gracing his lips whenever he looks at you

♡ kang seungsik

full of reactions for the scenes, would sometimes compliment the cinematography displayed. your hand tugged in excited squeezes

♡ heo chan

chattering a lot, trying to deduct what will happen next. laughs at the wrong part of the movie, something that would earn a chuckle from you too

♡ lim sejun

a bowl of popcorn shared in the middle of the two of you, every time he'd go and take some of it, he'd make sure to feed you as well

♡ do hanse

head rested in your shoulder with his fingers interlaced with yours. a peaceful old movie playing, it's the same one you've watched over a year ago

♡ choi byungchan

a frustrated pout on his lips due to the dumb choices and decisions the lead characters make. your chuckle snapping him out of it, a confused look provided

♡ jung subin

silent and observing, something that made you miss it when his eyes closed. only when he curled closer to you did you realize that he already fell asleep

[babysubinnie]

can i get gang! han seungwoo please? maybe part of heochan's but seungwoo's girlfriend or wife please... thank you...

stay or go // han seungwoo 

🧚🏻‍♂️ pairing:: han seungwoo  x reader 🧚🏻‍♂️ genre:: angst, gang leader!seungwoo 🧚🏻‍♂️ summary:: the wife of seungwoo is something you could never get used to. the fact that anyone would believe the fact that you get to call yourself seungwoo’s wife. when you finally get to meet the love of your life’s group of friends, it was a matter of time before things flipped out. ——————————————————————————

“i’m so scared to meet these guys. seungwoo are you sure this is a good idea?” i looked up at him when he continued to pull me towards the huge mansion that i never got to see. this was the first time, and i didn’t know how to feel. 

i remember the day when seungwoo told me that he was a leader of a gang. well, but it was an accident that i found out. i was finding a shirt after a shower at seungwoo’s apartment when i opened the wrong drawer to find a few guns. i looked at him over my shoulder, and that’s when he told me everything. 

“baby, you got me, the goddamn leader.” when we stood at the front door, he put his arm around my waist pulling me chest to chest to him pressing his lips hard to mine. i giggled as he did it before he tapped his card onto the wall not letting go of me. when we started walking through, he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers together while walking to the front door which took about two minutes because it was so far from the gate. 

this house couldn’t even be called a mansion. this was a goddamn castle. i knew they were rich, but this was a even bigger way to show me that they were hella rich. it was expensive.

“wanna buy me a car?” i giggled after gawking at the house, and seungwoo put his arm around my waist taking his hand out of my hand. he kissed the top of my head smiling while putting his hand on the door handle. 

“anything you want my love.” he laughed then opened the door smiling when all the boys were chasing around one boy that had the most infectious laugh. they kept screaming at the boy yelling ‘chan’ and how they were going to kill him but when they saw their leader walking in, they all froze in the spot they were in. 

there were 6 of them staring at us while standing in the hallway. i hid behind seungwoo and he laughed starting to pull away from me but i grabbed his shirt to stop him from walking away. he kissed the top of my head then walked away while telling all the boys to be nice. i stood there frozen because seungwoo had left me in the middle of the house with no backup. 

“i’m han y/n.” i tried not to stutter as i spoke but i didn’t think i did a very good job covering up the fact that i was scared as hell. the boy with the grey hair and blond highlights giggled and then realized that i had said my last name was han.

“i’m subin.” the blond haired boy smiled then walked up to me but the boy named chan pulled him back to his side. he told subin to stay while walking over to me. he looked me up and down then smirked. 

“i’m assuming sister because of the last name?” he walked closer to me and i laughed nervously because wow was he good looking. all of them were hella good looking. just as i was about to answer, i felt a pair of arms pull me away from chan. 

 “wife actually.” seungwoo picked up my left hand to show the boys my ring. i hide behind seungwoo’s shoulder and he laughed moving his arm around my waist to glare at the boys in front of me. 

“when did you get married?” i remember when seungwoo told me about seungsik. he would definitely question everything. i didn’t know if this was him, but i’m assuming this was him because he did seem like he would be. 

“seungsik. i would have told you if you weren’t so busy with that problem. i wanted to tell you, but i didn’t have the chance.” seungwoo started getting nervous. he said he was the leader but he was scared of this guy.

“it’s fine i knew you were getting distracted regardless.” he shrugged and seungwoo’s jaw clenched before he pulled seungsik aside into what i assumed was his office. 

“they’re gonna fight again.” another member came up to me and threw his arm around my shoulder smiling before walking over to the kitchen. he sat me down at the counter then went to the fridge. 

“let me introduce all of them. i’m sejun, that’s byungchan, hanse, chan who you know, subin, our youngest and the one fighting with seungwoo is seungsik.” he smiled pouring the vodka into the orange juice before handing it to me. 

“i figured you were a screwdriver type of girl.” he smiled and i laughed taking the cup taking a sip out of it. i started to get to know all the boys and they were sweet.  they were the sweetest boys i had ever met, and they all loved their youngest very much. they were a family for a lack of a better word. we spent almost two hours talking, while seungwoo and seungsik were basically screaming at each other in the background. 

i knew everyone was trying to ignore the fact that this was happening. i could tell in the energy that they were used to it. i assumed that byungchan noticed i was worried about seungwoo when i looked over my shoulder and he sat next to me while the boys were laughing and squealing at something subin had just did. 

“they’re gonna be okay y/n. they always fight.” he took a sip of his drink then looked at me, giving me a comforting smile. i looked down nodding to pretend that it didn’t bother me that they were fighting because of me.

“but this time it’s because of me.” i smiled weakly at him and he took my hand outside of the house to where the pool was. he closed the door so i wouldn’t be able to hear anything that was going on inside the house. the sun was setting, and it was stunning. i sat down on the pool chair looking out into the view, and byungchan sat next to me. 

“hey y/n? seriously you don’t have to worry about those two. i promise, recently seungwoo has been really distracted lately, and seungsik has been on his toes lately. everything that happens, pisses him off. please don’t worry.” he smiled warmly towards me then turned his head when the door slid open. seungwoo walked through the door with a dark face, and waved me over coldly. 

“looks like he didn’t win.” byungchan whispered under his breath then the two of us stood up before walking around the pool to seungwoo. 

“let’s go y/n.” he had his arms open and i wrapped my arms around his waist pressing a kiss to his lips. he was upset but i didn’t know why or what happened. he weakly smiled then looked at byungchan saying a quick thank you before taking my hand. 

“where are we going? i thought you said we were going to stay here for a while?” i looked up at him and he shook his head while glancing at the members who were standing up at the reentrance that i had made. 

“where are you going?” subin stood up and grabbed onto my wrist while seungwoo was dragging me out of the house. i turned to look at him then as i realized that seungsik was staring at us from the room that seungwoo dragged him into a while ago, i pulled my arms out of subin and seungwoo’s grip. 

“it was nice meeting you too seungsik.” i scoffed then stormed out of the house before slammed the door shut. he put his hands on my shoulders pushing me up against the wall. 

“you don’t get to be sassy with me princess.” he shook his head laughing then looked over his shoulder at seungwoo. he was pissed and scoffed before walking over to the two of us pulling him away from me. 

“you don’t get to call her princess.” he rolled his eyes then pulled me into his arms. i rolled my eyes back at him while he was hugging me from behind. i knew that whatever was happening would make him more upset if i did anything more to piss him off. 

“they said that they’ll pay you back, but only if you go seungwoo hyung.” subin smiled brightly putting down his phone after making one call. we all turned our head to look at him then seungwoo smiled. 

“i will go get it soon.” seungwoo nodded and i looked up at him batting my eyelashes trying to let me go with him. he nodded telling me with his eyes that he would take me with him. 

“if you want your girl to stay, send her yourself.” seungsik shrugged at seungwoo and he took a double take at me, then at seungwoo. seungwoo looked down at me biting his lip because i knew that he didn’t want me to go by myself, but this was the only thing i could do if i wanted to stay with these boys. seungwoo took me to his room getting ready to tell me off, but i only looked through his closet ignoring everything that he said. 

i found the perfect outfit, got changed and giggled when he was still constantly talking about how it wasn’t a good idea that i should go by myself. i kissed him then opened the only drawer that was the least obvious, meaning this was his gun drawer. i pulled the one that i liked the best and put it in my waistband of my pants. i walked back over to the bed to where he was sitting then he started pouting.

“love, i really don’t think you should be doing this.” he looked down biting his lip taking my hand trying to stop me but right now, there was no other way that i would do this. i needed to stay here with all the boys. 

“woo, i got this. i’m your girl for a reason. don’t worry.” i kissed the top of his head while his hands rested at my thighs. i smiled at him when he continued to make the face that always worked on me, except for today. 

[seungs1ks]

new victon writing blog!💙💛

hello alices of tumblr!

welcome to a new victon writing blog! my name is sab.

i am taking requests for scenarios, drabbles, reactions, etc.! i write fluff & smut for all members of victon x reader. please, no non-con, or member/member pairings. feel free to to request multiple members for drabbles and reactions. 

thank you for reading. i’m so excited to write for my favorite boys and i hope you alices enjoy reading💕 

gif credit: limsejun

[afterglowsw]

I'll hold you up » kang seungsik

summary: in which seungsik only wants you to take care of him after a long, long day.

g: fluff, slight angst but not really. requested!

warnings/side notes: it's quite short and i wrote this with "this is how you fall in love" by jeremy zucker and chelsea cutler in mind, so i apologize for the extra cheesiness and the (serious) lack of dialogue. i hope it's still good.

the low thud of your door closing made you look up from the e-mail you were currently writing.

you had finished your mandatory work hours ago, but since you liked to get things done in advance so you wouldn't have trouble or pressure later on the week, you had decided to finish some extra tasks before sleeping. in the still of the tuesday night the only thing that could be heard was the sound of your fingers typing hurriedly and the ocasional sip on a cup of hot tea. it was late, probably way past midnight, and you weren't expecting visitors. knowing that the only person with an extra key to your house was seungsik, you put your laptop aside and waited until you saw him entering the living room.

strange, you thought. it wasn't that you weren't used to have him there, but only a few hours ago he had texted you to tell you that he was going to be filming for some variety show till noon and it was impossible for him to drop by your place. you had wished him luck and agreed to see each other the next day, so you were surprised to have him standing in front of you.

usually you would have jumped to his arms to greet him with pecks all over his face, but this time you remained glued to the couch. his movements were slow and heavy, as if he was too tired to keep walking for long and the puzzled look on his face sent shivers down your spine. he was usually bright and smiley, no matter the late hours or the situation so you were a bit taken aback, trying to catch his eyes with a concerned expression on yours. when you finally made eye contact, his brows dropped in a way that made you tilt your head. and so you opened your arms with no hesitation, welcoming him without the usual happy smile he was (half) expecting, but with the world's most loving expression plastered on the relaxed lines of your face.

his knees gave out almost in slow motion and he immediately pulled you into a hug, squeezing your body in his arms in an attempt to bring you as close as possible. as you caressed his forehead and stroked his dark locks with your fingers, he tenderly nuzzled his nose in the crook of your neck. a couple of minutes passed and his shaky breathing froze you to the core, but you tried to remain gentle in your touch for him.

no real word was exchanged but his nervousness slowly faded into calm exhales as your scent filled his nostrils and your sweet warmth made him feel safe. his slightly damp hair and cold clothes gave you a hint on the weather outside, but you still turned your head to the window only to confirm that it was softly drizzling in the streets.

"honey?" a soft humm was the only response you got and as you motioned to take his jacket off his body you couldn't help but giggle, because his embrace tightened and he frantically shook his head, as if asking you not to move just yet.

"c'mon baby, we need to get you dry clothes or you'll get sick"

he groaned but untangled himself from your waist, puppy eyes tiredly fixated on your features and lips unconsciously pouting. you grabbed his hand on yours and dragged him to your room, where he waited for you while you looked for the extra pair of pants and shirt that he always kept there. when you came back you found him still standing in the middle of the room, trying to blink away the sleepiness.

"you want to take a shower?" he said no and you bit your lip, still concerned but fighting back the urge to ask too much, "are you sure?"

"yeah, i just want to be with you"

nodding with butterflies flying wildly in your gut, you handed him the little bundle of clothes "here, I'll be back in a minute"

you left him there to change comfortably and went to tidy up the other room. you swear you tried to hurry, but ended up smiling when a muffled "y/n~" made its way to your ears. you returned only to find him on your bed, already struggling with the blankets with his hair adorably ruffled in a halo around his head. as you hopped next to him, your body crashed almost too hard on the mattress which made him laugh.

nearly two minutes after you were both wrapped around each other again, his face was unbelievably close to yours and his warm breath fanned over your lips. you absentmindedly caressed his cheekbones and lower lip, smiling at the way his eyelashes fluttered.

"are you okay, love?"

you knew it was too late to hold a proper conversation, but you still tried in case that he had something important to say. even though you knew that he would tell you if he really needed to, whenever he felt ready.

"today was just hard. you know it's always hard, but today...," he sighed, voice as low and soft as yours, "I'll do better tomorrow"

you nodded, knowing him too much to understand he didn't needed anything else at the moment. your legs tangled with his underneath the covers and you pressed a lip-closed kiss on his mouth. he hugged your hips, and you buried your face on his chest. after a few minutes and after you thought he was already asleep, he spoke again.

"i missed being cuddled with you this way"

[bobateastay]

victon masterlist currently includes: han seungwoo, kang seungsik and do hanse - more coming soon! taglist is open, requests are closed!

han seungwoo

congratulations series (fem!reader): high school au, fluff, angst, eventual smut, slow burn

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, final part

kang seungsik

drabble (gender neutral!reader): smut, daddy kink

do hanse

better today (male!reader): roommate au, angst, non-specified eating disorder, graphic depictions of disordered eating and behaviours, reader's body and weight is not described!