#seokmin drabble

[wonuwonder]

can i request something cute and full of kisses while cuddling with seokmin on the couch please and thank you 🥹

an: your mind anon>> i was literally thinking about posting a drabble about cuddly seokmin🥺 tysm for requesting!! hope this isn’t too short or cheesy😭

content: pure fluff, fem reader x seokmin, established relationship, just cuddling and snuggling with seokmin, clingy baby just wants to kiss you and hold you. 0.8k words

cuddles & kisses - lee seokmin

you were laying on the couch reading a book with the tv on at the back keeping you company, it was a quiet evening, you hadn’t done much the whole day, just ran errands with your boyfriend Seokmin, walked in the park for a bit and got home quickly before it started to rain.

“hey whatcha doing?” he asks cutely, entering the living room, he gets close to the couch and grabs your book, making you look up at him, he puts the bookmarker in place and closes it “i want cuddles, i’m cold” he whines, pouting.

you open up the blanket and gesture for him to join you at the couch, he lays in between your legs, his back facing the ceiling, resting his head in your chest, he scoots closer to you as you start playing with his hair, while he caresses the sides of your tummy under your t-shirt. he hums everytime you pull his hair, he loved it.

“i missed this min” you say softly, hugging him tightly and kiss the tip of his nose “you spend so much time overseas or with your tight schedules these days, it feels like we don’t have time to enjoy each other’s presence” he looks up at you and pouts at your confession, he brushes the hair out of your face and stares at you delicately, his tired brown eyes glistening with adoration, he’s about to start speaking but you cut him off before he can start, “and i’m not blaming you or complaining, I know it doesn’t depend on you, and that you’re doing your best, i just” —you sigh “wanted to tell you how i felt i guess”

he tugs you against him, turning you and him to your sides, so you can stare at him and lay before each other on the couch. he places his hand on your cheek and brushes his thumb against your skin, you close your eyes enjoying the feeling. he reaches for you, and kisses you softly, taking his time to taste your lips, when he pulls back, he grabs your waist and scoots you closer to him, snuggling you.

“i missed this too, so much” he confesses, and looks at you with tired eyes “i wish we could be together all the time” your faces were so close together you could see your reflection in his big dark eyes, the intimacy felt so comfortable, you wish you would never have to separate.

you lean closer and brush your lips against his, and then close the tiny gap between you both, capturing your lips again, he presses his against yours harder, and you deepend the kiss by parting your lips for his tongue to get in, but still being soft and gentle with the way your lips move against each other. when he pulls back slowly after a while of just enjoying each other’s kisses, he leaves a little peck on your lips before hiding his head in your neck, hugging you tightly.

he leaves wet kisses all over your neck making you tickle, as you scratch his back softly under his t-shirt, he hums at every scratch and caresses your tummy, he finds your belly button and fiddles with it, making you laugh, he leans closer again and starts kissing you once again, this time more chaotically, as he was laughing against your lips, leaving peck kisses all over your face “I-“ he starts, and kisses your nose, “love” another kiss, on your cheek “you” he ends with a kiss on your lips, pressing his lips tightly, pulling back with the biggest smile on his face. you grab his cheek and reply “i love you too”.

you cuddle and kiss for hours, stopping only to look at each other like idiots “your lips have gone all red” you tell him, caressing his big plump lips with your thumb, he bites it softly, making you both laugh, “i canbg’t geth engbough of youlr lips” he says struggling to talk with your thumb between his teeth, you both laugh until your stomachs hurt at his jokes, like always.

you spend the whole evening like that, enjoying each other cuddles, snuggling and hiding on each others bodies, talking about anything and everything, cherishing every little moment in each other’s company.

you fall asleep before seokmin does, lying on his big chest, he takes his time admiring every bit of your face, counting every freckle and every mole on your skin, trying to remember all your details. he eventually falls asleep too, hugging you from behind, locking his arms around your waist, thinking to himself, how lucky he was to be with you.

[ssentimentals]

seventeen members as their natal charts: seokmin

sun in aquarius, moon in cancer

this man is ruled by his emotions, tends to make decisions based on how he 'feels' rather than logic; caring and thoughtful, he is a social butterfly, very good at making sure everyone is comfortable and okay, can easily guess when someone feels 'off', his kindness is sincere and his desire to help is engraved in his personality

seokmin quietly closes the balcony door and steps closer to you, hovering unsurely next to the chair. 'do you mind if i sit here?'

you slowly blink at him. 'i- this is your house, seokmin.'

he laughs a bit awkwardly at this. 'still, if you don't want me to then i won't sit. i can leave, actually, if you want to be alone.'

you don't really know what to say on this. seokmin is the host of this party and yet instead of being the center of attention, he chooses to stand in front of you on the balcony, with two drinks in his hands, asking whether he can or cannot sit in his own house. you look at him in silence and seokmin stares back with a small smile, looking earnest and reminding you of a puppy. cute. you glance at the drinks in his hands and ask gingerly: 'is one of them for me?'

he is so animated. myriad of emotions change in his face as he hands you a glass of strawberry lemonade, because 'i noticed how you mostly stuck to it, it's your favorite, right?' and then smiles brightly at your hushed 'it is'. he still is standing and it takes you few seconds to realize that you haven't answered his question about the chair. 'oh my god, please sit.' you rush, surprised at how he waited for your verbal permission. 'thank you for the drink.'

'welcome!' his smile is so bright, you pretty sure it can rival the sun. 'i'm glad i made you smile, i think it's the first one since you came here. you have a really nice smile, by the way.'

seokmin is kind, that much you know, but experiencing this kindness on yourself is another thing. it leaves you flustered in a way that has your body tingle with warmth. 'why are you here?' you ask, because you have to know. what is this sunshine of a boy doing next to you?

'i could tell that something felt off for you, so i just wanted..' seokmin shrugs, looking at you. 'to make you smile, i guess.' at your silence, he gently nudges your shoulder with his one. 'you really should smile more. it suits you.'

there's a commotion from the living room and then door to the balcony opens, revealing dino. 'hyung! you coming? game is about to start!'

seokmin turns, reaching out for your hand, but not taking it. his smile is kind, sweet and when he asks: 'you wanna come with me?', you don't really doubt your answer: 'yes.'

a large-hearted individual who can overwhelm another preson with his emotions; he is warm and sweet, but can be a little detached and moody, so someone who is patient with childish outbursts and gentle at core is the best fit for him. loves excitement and is not demanding nor possessive to his partner.

'are you getting moody at me, lee seokmin?' you question, teasingly flicking his ear. 'you, big baby.'

'hey!' he whines, trying to hide from you only to end up being trapped by you on the sofa. 'you should support me, not make fun of me!'

you giggle, pulling pillow that he's holding away. at that you almost fall but seokmin catches you, because letting you fall is not something he can ever let happen, not when he's around. he quickly pulls you back to his chest and helps you to fix your hair, looking at you lovingly. even during his moody scenes, he is incredibly sweet and attentive, which never fails to make you smile. 'i always support you and that's exactly why i will not let you make decisions when you're this cranky. we should be logical here, babe.'

seokmin pouts and tries to continue pouting but gives up under your insistent lips on his; he ends up smiling, kissing you back sweetly. 'what logic? don't wanna use any logic.'

rolling your eyes, you let him whine, petting his head as he hides his face in your neck. he holds you close to him, finding strength in your support. seokmin's large heart hurts sometimes from caring too much and you are always there to pick it up and fix it again. 'do you want to go somewhere far?' you ask quietly, running your fingers through his hair.

'somewhere far?' seokmin perks up like a puppy. 'just you and me?' at your nod, if possible, he gets even more excited. you can practicallly feel it radiate from him in waves. 'god, yes. yes! anywhere you want, it doesn't matter as long as you're with me.'

you peck his lips, noting how he doesn't seem so sulky anymore. being close enough that he'd feel comfortable to show the real him, whether it's an excited self or moody self - you're grateful for that immensely. 'we'll choose together. but for now, let's think of that thing, yeah? logically.'

he smiles at your emphasis and leans in to kiss you. moody or not, he loves how you always treat him with such gentleness that his heart skips a beat whenever you look at him. 'alright,' seokmin agrees easily, because with you everything is easy. 'whatever you want.'

and he means it. whatever you want, however you like - he's ready to give it all, knowing that you'll be waiting for him on the other side with a small smile, cheering him on even on the darkest days.

a/n: whenever i try to write seokmin i always end having a meltdown, i'm sorry if this is not good guys :( - nini

tagging @prpldahy

my masterlist is here

[savventeen]

[dk + enchantment]

"seokmin, it's me."

you step closer and let your sword fall to the floor with an echoing clang.

"y/n?"

"it's okay. you can drop your wards, i'm not going to hurt you, i promise."

a sob. "that's not what i'm afraid of"

"then what?"

"i can't hurt anyone else."

[send me a svt member and a one-word prompt and i will write you something 50 words or less]

[gguksgalaxy]

2:18am | Seokmin/Dokyeom 1k

Fluff, I bias wrecked myself with this one, Requested by anonymous

Me @ Me in a bagels and beans at 9am : writing DK with my favourite thing in the world is going to be fine, this is a good idea...oops

“Wake up.” The words reach you only faintly while you’re sleeping, almost as if it is a part of your dream. Once your boyfriend actually grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you awake, you realise it’s him. 

You groan, rolling over and away to the other side of the bed. “What time is it?”

He bounces on the bed, pulling you by the arm. “Doesn’t matter, wake up, come on.” 

“Why?” you whine, opening your eyes. It’s the middle of the fucking night. “Seokmin, what the fuck.” 

“Don’t you remember,” he grins, too wide for someone awake at 2am. “You always told me, I could wake you up for one thing and one thing only.” 

Normally you would probably remember what he’s referring to, but with your mind still hazy with the sleep you had been craving, it’s slipped away from you. “Seok, explain yourself or I’m going back to sleep.” 

“You can’t,” he states. Hands grabbing your face, he kisses the tip of your nose. “It’s snowing.” 

Now that has you awake. You sit up, eyes wide as you gaze outside the window. Sure enough, everything is white. It must’ve been snowing a while already. It’s so beautiful. 

Your boyfriend wraps his arms around you, pulling you into him. “Come on, let’s go outside. If we sleep it might be gone when we wake up.” 

He makes true on a deal you had made months ago in the early stages of dating. One time he’d woken you up in the middle of the night, to tell you something. At that moment you had somewhat angrily explained that the only reason he was able to wake you up between 1am and 6am was emergencies, and if it was snowing. There were few things that gave you an instant serotonin boost the way that seeing the world covered in snow did.

One of those few things is definitely him. 

As he pulls you outside, dressed in warm clothes over your sleepwear, you smile as widely as him. He’s gorgeous, even in the dim lighting of your street. The way the light casts off his face, showing off the strong shape of his cheekbones, the slope of his nose. He’s strong, broad and toned beneath those oversized sweater he wears. Yet his eyes, all they show is sweet adoration as he takes you into his arms. 

“I love this sound,” you whisper. “The way the fresh snow crunches beneath our feet. There’s something magical about it.”

He hums, kissing the top of your head. Large hands sneak into your coat, finding the warmth of your waist. “I’ve never paid attention to it. But it does sound nice.” Sleep still edges into his voice, eyes droopy. 

You take his hand, treading along the street while he follows. When you look back, you don’t think there is a more beautiful sight. Your boyfriend, Seokmin—the goof from your 9am statistics class that you’d almost cursed out twice in the same day because he wouldn’t stop talking to his friend during class—holding your hand as snow descends onto him. It covers the beanie he’d pulled over his ears, sticks to his eyelashes, melts when it hits his flushed skin. This, the way he looks at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world, is magic. 

“You’re supposed to be staring at the snow,” he chuckles, “not me.” 

The laugh you let out might’ve been a bit too loud for the late night, your neighbours might be awoken. “Fine, I’ll look away.” You turn, letting go of his hand. The night is still young, moon barely showing through the thick layer of clouds from which the snow is fluttering down. With the snow, everything seems brighter though, like it’s luminescent. Or maybe you’re just so in love with this moment. You’ll remember it forever. 

A quite harsh thud to your back pulls you out of it. “What the—“ you turn, finding Seokmin wiping snow from his hands, hissing at the cold. Did he just? “You did not!” you squeal. 

“What?” he says, sheepish grin, red fingers at his lips to warm them. “I didn’t do anything. I would never.”

You narrow your eyes at him. “Fine.” He braces himself the second you kneel down to scoop up your own hand of snow. In your hurry to catch him before he runs, you throw it unpacked, flurry of white cascading down between the two of you. He yells, way too loud. You don’t care. 

Damn Seokmin and being fast. You try to catch him, his feet slipping and he has to pause. It give you just enough time to reach him. Fingers catching around the hood of his coat, you pull him back and press the now freezing palm of your hand into the side of his neck. 

“No!” he squeals, “no, please no! Mercy!” His voice spills out of him, volume way out of control. It’s something you’ve always loved. How boisterous and bright he is. But at now three at night you attempt to shush him, palm clasping over his mouth. 

He wrestles you, grabbing you as your feet slip and hoisting your body toward his front, hugging you from behind with one arm. The other arm swipes snow off a nearby car and dusts it into the collar of your shirt. 

“Seokmin!” you gasp, wriggling against him. “Stop! We’re going to wake all of our neighbours!” 

“Don’t care,” he beams, cold tip of his nose pressing against your cheek. “I’m having the time of my life with the love of my life. What are they going to do, report us to the police? On what grounds?”

“Noise complaints!” you counter. His words hit you a second later, when he turns you around and cups your face with his ice cold hands. “Did you just—“

“I did,” he whispers, voice lower, only for you to hear. “And I meant it.” 

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[seungcheorry]

"baby, remind me to buy some more lotion tomorrow, we're running out of it", dokyeom says as he walks out of the bathroom, finding you already snuggled up in bed.

"yeah, sure."

he murmurs a tiny 'thank you', plugging his phone to the charger and getting ready to sleep himself. when he shuts the lights off, you can't help but groan a little, shrinking in bed as your body automatically responds to the darkness.

it's not that you're a kid, you know there are no monsters under the bed and that your blanket can't protect you from everything; but total darkness does make you anxious, it feels like it brings out all of your insecurities and intrusive thoughts and your body can't seem to relax, your mind wondering if there's anything hidden in the shadows even though you know the physical limits the walls gives you.

so you're already preparing yourself mentally to another long night - and you don't blame dokyeom, because if he likes to sleep in total darkness in his own house then it's okay -, when said boyfriend clicks at something, and suddenly there's a soft, comfortable light coming from a moon shaped lamp at the corner of his room. it isn't bright, but it's enough to not make you hold your breath as you can see the whole room now.

"what is that?", you softly ask him.

"a lamp, i hope", dokyeom jokes, finally laying on the bed beside you. "i bought it yesterday, for when you're here."

"why?"

dokyeom looks at you, a confused expression on his face.

"what do you mean 'why', baby? you don't like sleeping in the dark, so i bought it for you."

he doesn't miss the way you pout at his soft words. "you didn't have to..."

"nah, i wanted to", dokyeom pulls you close by wrapping an arm around your hips. "i noticed how you keep rolling around the bed when you sleep here, and how there's always a light on when we sleep in your place. it's okay."

again, you pout - and this time, dokyeom kisses your lips with a chuckle. "cutie."

"thank you for this, it means a lot", you sincerely say, looking back at the lamp.

"you're welcome, my love."

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen get cuteness aggression for their s/o

requested by many people! counterpart to this hc <3

masterlist

seungcheol, woozi

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

jeonghan, joshua, minghao

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

junhui, hoshi, mingyu, chan

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

wonwoo, vernon

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

dokyeom, seungkwan

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

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SEVENTEEN AND THEIR KINKS !

pairings; seventeen x reader, established relationship. | tw; raw sex, creampie, srength kink, somnophilia, choking, redording, oral, spit play, face sitting, bulge kink, etc etc | a/n; just kinks that has them twitching and cumming in no seconds. and guess who finally wrote AN OT13 POST WITHOUT QUITTING? it was a tough task ngl. but anyways enjoy! minors do not interact.

seungcheol — breeding

he hates the very existence of the rubber sheath. why would he not want to feel you raw and pulsating around him? tries not to bust even though he's only put his tip in. the wet, warm hug your cunt provides him makes him insatiable. he needs to cum inside you plus it's all natural and good, right? and no matter what, despite your chidings, he can never ever admit that he just wants to breed you and potentially start a family with you. except that you can look right through him and rile him up intentionally. just three words, “cum inside me,” is more than enough to have him fucking you like he's on lifeline. there is nothing he loves more than seeing his seeds drip out of your abused hole, it just fuels him to fuck you again and again till you're seeing the stars and filled to the brim with his cum.

jeonghan — cock warming

such a sucker for cock warming. he'd be so down for it. he gets to have his cock inside you and he doesn't even have to do anything. one, it soothes his old man bones. two, he gets to tease you. a smirk etches on his lips, looking at you get all squirmy and hot. that flush on your face makes his cock twitch and throb. and you can feel it too just as he feels the pulse in your cunt. but jeonghan does nothing to appease it, he only riles you up further. a nibble to your neck, teasing fingers brushing against your clit ever-so-lightly, his lips skating all over your hot skin, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses. his smile widens everytime you whimper or gasp. he pinches your nipples and kisses your lips while staying still inside you. that with a few thrusts is all it takes to make him cum. you're still hot and bothered and you will be till jeonghan decides to take mercy upon you.

joshua — strength kink

yeah, this is canon. he's usually a gentleman, even in the bedroom with his sweet smiles and soft touches. that is... till you asked—no, begged him to be rough with you. and who was he to deny your wishes? he was initially afraid of hurting you, but as your relationship spanned from months to years, he grew more comfortable with it. whether he's choking you while fucking you in missionary or he's fucking you against the wall. not to mention the chokeholds, the manhandles, the casual pickups while he's fucking you. it makes you so wet and hot, and your eyes cloud with lust. it's not that he's always rough and shows off his strength. josh has his soft moments too, making love to you so gently that it makes you cry. it's only when he notices that certain look on your face that makes it clear that you don't want any princess treatment tonight. and just like that, he obliges.

jun — choking

he's on the receiving end here. accidentally discovered it one day and now he can't go back. even a casual caress to his nape gets him all worked up and horny. you're riding him? just wrap your hand over his neck and watch him get breathless without you even choking him. he whines when you tease him, begging you to choke him. you oblige, squeezing the side of his throat with little pressure and then gradually work it up till he's gasping and heaving for breath. he doesn't ask you to stop, only canting his hips up to meet your own. his cock twitches wildly and he's begging you to let him cum. you're in missionary? again, wrap your hand around his throat and he's going to whine like a bitch in heat. his pace gets sloppy and he fucks you desperately, getting faster with the increasing pressure on his throat. he sees stars when he cums and apologises while continuing to fuck you lazily.

soonyoung — hand jobs

he's twitching the moment your hand travels down south. literally stops functioning lol. his favorite way to wake up is with your hands in his pants. he's a bit disoriented at first but when he feels the warmth of your hand gliding up and down his cock, he melts in your embrace and bucks his hips to the movement of your hand. you kiss the side of his face as he whines and moans. his face is flushed with remnants of sleep and his lips are apart, letting out beautiful whines and moans. you nibble on his ears, drawing your pace to a stop to squeeze and play with his balls. soonyoung gasps, begging you to jerk him off again. you squeeze his length and play with his precum. he tries to close his legs when you tease his slit and smear his pre all over his length. his moans get louder and his hips buck up. in no time, he's cumming in his pants so pathetically, that you can't help but smile at.

wonwoo — recording

he's good with cameras and he's good at fucking you. why not combine the both? he thought you wouldn't agree at first but seeing that ecstatic look on your face made his eyes darken with a smirk. he gets so hot and sweaty, watching those recordings. your face contorted in pleasure on the screen with your angelic moans and your reactions—god, it gets him so horny and desperate to fuck you. sometimes he watches them at his place and then drives all the way over to yours, unannounced just because he wants to fuck you. makes a film of that too. not only videos but also pictures that showcases your pretty face with a lustful visage or a snap of your body covered in his cum and marks. nothing gets him horny like seeing you on the screen.

jihoon — oral

sounds basic, but when you're on your knees, under his computer table in the studio? fuck yes. jihoon is a workaholic, getting hung up on it to the point he doesn't take care of himself. take a break, you tell him and he knows where this goes all the damn time. he tells just a minute but you don't listen and sit on his lap, obstructing the computer from his view. he was gone from the moment you came to the studio anyway. wanton moans leave his lips and you see his adam's apple moving with the way his head is thrown back on the chair. you spit on the head of his cock, getting more and more messy—just how he likes it. your throat constricts around his length and the sounds, fucking hell. he's twitching in no time as you bob your head up and down, sucking him off with all your strength. with a loud moan, he finishes inside your mouth and you pull away to show that you've swallowed all of it. you'll be the death of him.

minghao — edging

not always, just to teach you a lesson sometimes. he ties you up, hands cuffed and legs spread apart. fingers you slow and steady, and works your body up. the slight graze of his fingers against your g-spot, the brush of his thumb on your clit and his breath ghosting over nipples drive you insane. your desperate cries sound so sweet to him. he shushes, muttering patience as he draws slow circles on your clit. it's amusing to him, your whines and how breathless and hot you get. your abdomen muscles twitch with your impending orgasm but minghao takes no mercy on you, pulling his hands away. it drives you absolutely crazy but you've learned to take what he gives you. you take a few breaths and look at him pleadingly, he fondly smiles at you and resumes his ministrations. you sigh out of pleasure but you know your orgasm is nowhere near to be achieved.

mingyu — bulge kink

another canon lol. your praises and moans are more than enough to inflate his ego, but to see it in physical form? fuck yes. starts fucking you more desperately when he sees that bulge in your stomach. he's so fucking obsessed with the image of it, probably has multiples snaps of it on his phone. his veins pop out when he sees the bulge, and the adrenaline rush blinds any logic and reason. he simply needs to fuck you till his legs give out. that paired with some mind-numbing clenching will drive him crazy. stops and repositions you so that he can see the bulge better. he tries to go slow and hard to clearly see it but loses control after a few seconds and starts fucking you desperately. and he's cumming in seconds while babbling and groaning like crazy. he's just really whipped for you.

seokmin — fingering

like have you seen his fingers? puts them to best use. that is, using them to make you squirm and tremble. he doesn't even need to whip out his cock to make you squirt. he fucking loves burying his fingers deep inside your cunt, feeling your clenching and throbbing. your moans and the wet squelchy noises are to die for. fingering is his idea for foreplay—it gets you all wet and soaking and him, rock hard and throbbing. even when he's mad, it's his way of cooling down. whether or not, he's mad at you, you can expect to be a trembling mess. uncharacteristically rough but he does it with your consent ofc. makes you squirt and cum till you can't take it anymore and are crying from pleasure. either way, service top all the way and he just loves having his fingers inside you.

vernon — spit kink

he has that subtle dominant aura in him. loves making out with you and getting all messy, it doesn't need to escalate further. he just needs his mouth on yours. whether it's rushed or slow, just loves having his tongue down your throat. and naturally, spitting follows. he pulls away, mid-makeout and gathers spit on his tongue. he spits it in your mouth and the sight of you swallowing it has his cock twitching and needy. and the fact you moan whenever he spits? fucking hell, you're going to be death of him. wearing a lipstick around him is useless, all of it is gonna smudge away the moment he gets his mouth on you. but he loves seeing your smudged lipstick, loves the smeared pink or red on your swollen lips with that horny, drunk look in your eyes. could cum just by looking at you in that state.

seungkwan — nipple play

resident boob man. gets all hot and hard just by having a peek at your tits. make-out sessions always end with his mouth on your breast (if it doesn't go any further of course). he gropes and squeezes them. he's so messy, licking and leaving hickeys all over. sucking on your nipples like it's last day on your earth. does that thing where he sucks your nips and release them with a loud pop! only to do it again and again. god, does he put those hands to good use, tugging and pinching and stroking and twisting. jumped on you after knowing orgasm can be achieved just through some nipple play. you were skeptical obviously, until you were proven wrong. and he uses the fact that he can make you cum without even touching your clit to his advantage all the time. that is, poking fun and degrading (lovingly) you.

chan — face sitting

oh, chan loves some good face sitting. he loves giving you head normally but when it comes to face sitting? it's another level. and whether or not, you cum, he'll definitely cum from just having a taste you. he's so vocal when he's eating you out. always mons during the first lick, like a literal porn moan with eyes rolled back and out of breath look. face sitting will always be his top #1 but he'd also give his life to get suffocated by your sweet thighs. whether you're sitting on his face, or lying down your back. regularly shaves just so your delicate skin isn't grazed by his stubble. also one to overstimulate you, like you'd cum on his tongue but he'd lock his hands on your thighs and force you to ride his face—making you cum again effortlessly. and again, and again.

[hoshifighting]

washing dokyeoms hair in the bath while you straddle him but because of the position ur boobs are in his face so he just keeps kissing and biting and sucking at ur boobs while you’re trying to condition his hair

WARNINGS: smut, breast play.

you’ve got him settled in the tub, water up to his shoulders, warm and steamy, and he’s just staring up at you, eyes all heavy-lidded and mischievous like he’s got a hundred bad ideas brewing. you’re trying to keep it together, keep it professional (or, well, as professional as you can while straddling his lap), because you said you’d help him with his hair, and you don’t break promises. “just sit still, yeah?” you murmur, leaning over with the conditioner bottle in hand, and, yeah, your chest just happens to be right in his face. a wicked little smirk already creeping onto his face. “hey—what’d i just say?”

“just sittin’ still, baby, don’t mind me.” except he’s absolutely not sitting still, ‘cause his hands are gripping your hips, pulling you even closer, and his mouth is right there—pressed into the curve of your chest like he’s gonna find some buried treasure in the way he starts kissing, biting, sucking at your skin.

“babe, you’re supposed to be relaxing,” you laugh, trying to keep it together, trying to keep your hand steady while you work the conditioner into his hair, but it’s hard to focus when his mouth is all hot and wet, lips brushing up and down like he’s found his favorite flavor in the world.

“i am relaxing,” he says, voice all muffled and low, mouth still pressed into your skin. “it’s my favorite way to relax.”

“yeah?” you raise an eyebrow, trying to keep your cool, but you feel that flutter in your stomach, that heat spreading as he drags his teeth over the skin just under your collarbone.

“uh-huh,” he hums, moving down, hands squeezing your hips like he doesn’t wanna let go, like he’s just getting started. you feel him exhale against your skin.

“you’re impossible,” you mutter, fingers carding through his hair, trying to be gentle, but he groans a little, like he wants it rougher. you roll your eyes, but there’s no way you’re letting him get out of this, so you push his head back just a little, forcing him to lean back, and start rubbing the conditioner on his hair. but of course, he’s still got his mouth on you, taking little nips, leaving these tiny marks that you just know he’s gonna brag about later.

[nerdycheol]

Hint. Hint. HINT!!!

Pairing: Lee Seokmin (DK) x Reader

Genre: College AU, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Oblivious Crush

WC: ~2.5k

Lee Seokmin was either the dumbest person you had ever met or just truly, utterly clueless.

For months now, you had been dropping hints—glaring, neon-sign-worthy hints—but he still hadn’t caught on. It was ridiculous. Actually, no—it was painful.

How else were you supposed to let him know you liked him? Spell it out in the sky? Get a marching band to parade through campus?

Today, you were determined to make it even more obvious.

Hint #143: Movie Night

“You know,” you started, casually scrolling through Netflix as Seokmin sprawled out on your dorm bed beside you, “watching a movie together like this is basically a date.”

He snorted, grabbing a handful of popcorn. “Pfft, nah. Friends do this all the time.”

You shot him a look. “Yeah, but do friends do this?” You shifted closer, resting your head against his shoulder.

Your heart thumped. Any second now, he’d get it—he had to.

Seokmin, the human golden retriever that he was, just hummed happily. “You’re so comfy, Y/N.”

You closed your eyes. “Seokmin. Be honest. Are you acting dumb or are actually dumb?”

He blinked. “What?”

You sat up, exasperated. “I’ve been dropping hints left and right, and you—” You pointed at his forehead. “Are. Not. Getting. It.”

He looked genuinely confused. “Hints? What hints?”

You gaped at him. “Oh my god.”

---

Hint #157: Borrow My Hoodie

One of the surefire ways to get a guy’s attention was the classic borrow his hoodie move. So when you saw Seokmin in his oversized, soft-as-a-cloud hoodie one morning, you knew what had to be done.

You tugged at his sleeve as he sat across from you in the campus café. “Hey, can I borrow your hoodie?”

He didn’t even hesitate. “Of course! Are you cold?”

Success.

You pulled it over your head, inhaling the faint scent of his detergent and something undeniably him. “Wow, this is so comfy. I might just keep it forever.”

Seokmin grinned. “That’s fine, I have others!”

You sighed. “No, Seokmin. This is where you’re supposed to say, ‘If you keep my hoodie, you have to give me something in return.’”

His brows furrowed. “Like what?”

“Like…” You leaned forward, staring into his very soul. “A kiss, maybe?”

For a moment, just a brief moment, something flickered in his eyes. Then he laughed. “Ohhh, that’s funny! You almost got me there!”

You groaned, flopping onto the table. Why is he like this?

---

Hint #200: The Almost Confession

Enough was enough. If he couldn’t figure it out on his own, you were just going to have to spell it out for him.

The two of you were sitting on the campus lawn after class, enjoying the golden sunset. Seokmin stretched, his shirt riding up slightly, and you nearly forgot your entire train of thought.

No. Focus.

You took a deep breath. “Seokmin.”

“Hm?” He turned to you, all bright eyes and sunshine.

“I like—”

RIIING.

His phone buzzed loudly, and he scrambled to answer it. “Oh! Sorry, give me a sec—hello?”

You closed your eyes, mentally counting to ten. Of course.

When he finally ended the call, he turned back with an apologetic smile. “Sorry, what were you saying?”

You exhaled. “Nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

---

Hint #250: The Breaking Point

It was getting ridiculous. Everyone in your friend group knew you liked him. Even strangers could probably tell. Everyone except Lee Seokmin himself.

You decided to try one last time.

“Seokmin.” You stopped in the middle of the campus quad, grabbing his hand.

He blinked. “Yeah?”

“Do you think I’d make a good girlfriend?”

He tilted his head. “Of course! You’d be amazing. Any guy would be lucky to have you.”

You squeezed his hand tighter. “What if I wanted to be your girlfriend?”

Silence.

A beat passed. Then another. You watched as his brain visibly tried to process the words.

“…Wait. What?”

You groaned, pulling your hand away. “Seokmin. Oh my god.”

And then—finally—it clicked. His eyes widened, his mouth parting slightly in realization.

“Wait. Wait. Are you saying—”

“Yes!” you practically shouted. “I’ve been saying it for months!”

His face turned red. “You like me?!”

You threw your hands up. “YES, GENIUS.”

For a second, he just stared at you, mouth opening and closing like a fish. Then, all at once, his face broke into the brightest, happiest smile you had ever seen.

“You like me?” he repeated, this time with so much joy that your frustration melted away.

You rolled your eyes but smiled back. “Yes, Seokmin. I like you. And I’ve been trying to tell you this entire time.”

He laughed—loud, full, and infectious—before suddenly wrapping you in a tight hug. “I like you too! I just… I didn’t know if you liked me back.”

“You—” You groaned, resting your forehead against his chest. “Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable.”

Seokmin grinned, holding you tighter. “So… does this mean I get to call you my girlfriend now?”

You pulled back just enough to look at him. “You better.”

And finally, finally, Lee Seokmin got the hint.

Bonus:

Jeonghan sighed, watching from a distance. “Took them long enough.”

Joshua nodded. “I was starting to think we’d have to force them into a closet or something.”

Seungkwan shook his head. “Nah, even then, Seokmin would probably think it was just ‘friend bonding.’”

And honestly? They weren’t wrong.

[iannmin]

DOKYEOM AS YOUR INEXPERIENCED DOMESTIC BOYFRIEND 𖧷 ,, 이석민

🏷️ ⋆｡˚. new couple!dk x reader, fluffy&comedic headcanons, dk is a little dumb here haha bear with me

🗒️ ⋆｡˚. we all love a goofy silly boyfriend <3

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dokyeom who always complies to your little silly requests and never once uttered a single complaint — wear matching banana onesies in broad daylight to the nearby convenience store? yes. make a funny face in front of the pastries you’ve just ordered at the cafe for your instagram post? sure. switching shoes just because your feet started hurting from the high heels? of course (at this point he is high-heel trained, he could be doing full-on jogs with them haha) he just can’t say no to his princess because honestly how could he ever deny your pouty, doe-eyed face…?

dokyeom who has absolutely no idea what the definition of personal space is and loves sticking to you whenever and wherever you are. and by that, it’s literally whenever and wherever. there was once when you were up showering at 2am to cool off the scorching summer heat, and when you turned around after applying shampoo, you literally caught him sitting down on the bathroom mat, bed hair sticking out in all directions, rubbing his eyes and staring at you doe-eyed. “kyeomie what the heck are you doing there???” (not gonna lie your soul nearly left your body) “I was scared…. :( the bed’s too empty”

dokyeom who would panick when you have your period in front of him. “JAGIYA YOU’RE BLEEDING” “it’s called menstruation…” and you can literally see the cogs turn in his brain, trying to process what that meant. “do you need a bandage?” and of course it took him quite a while to learn that you indeed do not need one…

dokyeom who brings you down to the playground across the street to build snow ducks during winter, but every single snow duck he made had some fuckass weird mutations — the beak would be missing or even the whole ass head would be gone, but regardless,, you would praise him. “look jagiya, this is us” he pointed to three snow ducks perched on the wooden bench. “kyeomie but there’s three ducks not two?” and he smiles at you saying “this is gonna be our little family in the future” 🥹

[mi9yuz]

FIRST LOOK W/ SEOKMIN ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

He’d be buzzing with excitement in the days leading up to the moment. But when it finally—when he sees you for the first time—it’s like the world stops. The emotions hit him all at once. To him, you’ve always been the most radiant and beautiful person he’s ever known, but now, standing there in your wedding dress, you take his breath away. In his eyes, you’re not just stunning—you’re an angel who’s just descended from heaven.

Seokmin would quite literally be the embodiment of 🥹, staring at you with wide, amazed eyes, admiring every little detail. He’s completely in awe. Before he knows it, tears are forming in the corners of his eyes—not out of sadness, but because he’s so overwhelmed by how beautiful and perfect you look. He’d try to laugh through his emotions, mostly to stop himself from fully breaking down right then and there. To him, this moment feels like a dream, and he’s so incredibly lucky it’s real.

“Wow…” That’s all he can manage to say at first, his voice cracking slightly. He’s by your side in seconds, gently taking your hands in his. His eyes move over you, soaking in every detail, and he shakes his head in disbelief, like he’s trying to convince himself that this isn’t just a dream.

“You’re so beautiful. I don’t deserve this,” he’d whisper, his voice full of love and sincerity. True to his personality, he’d then crack a joke to lighten the mood, something sweet to make you laugh through your tears. “Stop looking so perfect, or I’ll never stop crying,” he’d say, wiping his own cheeks with a sheepish smile.

ITS always been you, and it always will be. From the moment he met you, he knew there was something about you that felt right, like home. And now, standing here, he’s never been more sure. Every laugh, every moment, every little thing he’s ever dreamed of—it’s always come back to you. You’re his person, his safe place, and the reason everything feels complete. For him, there’s no one else, and there never will be.

[savventeen]

DK + Sunday Morning

Hehehe 🤭

prompts are only supposed to be one word so i hope it's okay i mostly just paid attention to the morning part hahaha 😅

[dk + (sunday) morning]

The early morning light gently seeps through the hazy curtains, lightly dusting Seokmin in a soft golden glow.

It suits him, you think — the way he soaks up sunlight like a sponge.

You trace the curve of his cheek, and when he hums, turning into the touch, your heart melts.

[send me a svt member and a one-word prompt and i'll write you something 50 words or less] [masterlist]

[gguksgalaxy]

1:49pm | Dokyeom/Seokmin 1k

Reader's got the flu, requested by @eclavayne, request here

Seokmin 1:48pm

“Baby,” your boyfriend’s voice shoots through your tiny apartment and straight into your already painful eardrums. “Baby?!” he whined again, even louder. You groan in response, unable to get your sore vocal cords to produce anything louder. Your bedroom is still dark, you've been unable to leave your bed all day. “Honey? Sweetie?” Seokmin’s voice turn’s almost into singing at this point, as he runs through his never ending list of petnames for you. “Babe? Pumpkin? Love? Helloo? Dear?”

You groan again, wanting to call out to him, but still unable to produce anything that will actually let him hear you over the sound of his own voice. Whatever this flu was that you had caught last night was not to be messed with. Everything hurt. Everything. 

The petnames get cringier the closer he gets to your door. “Peta—“ he stops himself as soon as he opens your door and probably sees the mess of sheets you're in. “I can’t tell if you’re actually under there, or if you’re just not here,” he mumbles, probably more to himself. 

In order to get his attention, you whine, pushing the sheets away to reveal your probably puffy face. You can’t even open your eyes to look at him, that’s how much your head hurts at this point. 

“Hey,” he says, voice suddenly soft. “What’s wrong?” You feel the bed beside you dip under his weight. Then, his fingers graze your forehead for just a second. “You’re burning up. Have you been in here all day?”

You groan half a reply. 

He hums in response, brushing your hair away from your face. “You’re shivering? Must be a fever.” It’s almost like he’s speaking more to himself than to you for a second. “Can you look at me?”

With all your power, you crack open one eye to look at him. His brows are pulled together, bottom lip jut out at he inspects you. “Seok,” you croak. 

“I’m here,” he replies, gently touching your warm cheek. “You didn’t eat anything yet right? Stupid question, you’re still in bed.” 

Leave it to Seokmin to make you smile while you literally feel like you’re dying. You cough, curling in on yourself when it hurts. He does his best to soothe you, rubbing a hand up and down your sore back. 

“I’m going to get you something to drink, I’ll be right back. Please don’t die on me. Okay?” he rambles as he rushes out of the bedroom. 

You want to say something about not being on the verge of death but he's gone before you can. There was something awfully endearing about seeing him so concerned. It was normally you looking after him, not because he didn’t want to look after you but more because you didn’t let him. 

“Here,” he says, returning with a steaming cup of something. Probably tea, judging from the label hanging from the cup. He sets it down, hands slipping under the covers to pull you up slightly as you whine. “I know, I know. But you have to drink, or it’s going to get worse.” 

“Seok, I’m—“ The cough gets worse when you sit it seems. “Fuck.” 

“Are you okay?”

“No,” you say, and panic as soon as you see his eyes widen. “Baby, 'm not dying, it’s just the flu.” 

He whines. “And what am I supposed to do about that?”

You reach for the tea, which he hands you gladly. He was thoughtful enough to not make it piping hot. It was readily drinkable, although a little bland. “Nothing.” 

“Am I just to sit and watch my dear girlfriend suffer?” 

You chuckle. “I know I call you a miracle, but even you can’t make the flu go away.” 

He pouts. For a few moments he’s silent as he looks across your still dark room. You have no clue what thoughts are going through his head right now. The tea soothes some of the coughs still threatening to spill past your lips as you wait to see what he comes up with. He’s always been a caring boyfriend, he must be worried. It’s the first time he’s seen you this sick. 

“Okay,” he starts, touching your cheek again. “I’m going to run you a bath. And then I’m going to make you something to eat. Spicy?” he questions, pausing.

You shake your head. “My throat burns enough as it is.”

“Okay, not spicy. I’ll call my mom. She must have some sort of recipe. Can you stand?”

“Again, not dying.”

He narrows his eyes. “Come on.” 

Turns out he did have to help you out of bed. As much as sitting up and drinking something had made you feel just a bit better, your legs were shaky. So you opted for a quick shower in the hopes it would quell you fever just a bit. Seokmin checked in on you every minute or so to make sure you were doing okay. At one point you told him he should’ve just gotten in the shower with you. Which received you a scandalous look and a scoff. 

“You’re sick and you’re trying to get me naked?” he put a hand over his heart with a smile.

You roll your eyes as you step out of the shower and into the towel he holds open. “I can dry myself off.” 

He wraps you tightly into the plush fabric, kissing your still damp cheek. “Not today. Today, and from the sight of you, probably also tomorrow, I’m taking care of you.” Another kiss to your cheek, your forehead, top of your head, while he dries your body. “You’re going to be okay right?” he whispers as he zips up his hoodie on you. His eyes hold so much worry for you there. 

You grab his hand and squeeze it tightly. “I’ll be fine. But I could do with some of whatever you’re cooking. I think I might be just a little hungry.” 

“Good,” he smiles. “I kind of am making a lot.” 

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[seungcheorry]

thinking about dokyeom underneath you, with his blue silky blouse open wide.

his eyes are closed shut, his honey colored chest covered in a thin layer of sweat as he groans, pushing his head further into the couch's cushion. you get a perfect view of his neck, wanting nothing more than to sink your teeth into its skin, leave some marks - but you know you can't.

"shiiit", and another groan as you sink yourself on him.

his chest is broad enough to accommodate both your hands now, letting you use it as a laverage for your movements.

it's raw, and it's quick paced because dokyeom meets your movements halfway through it, too desperate to feel you and to empty himself in you.

his hands loosely hold your hips, the dampness on both your skins making it too difficult to grab its flesh.

"fuck, love, it feels so good", he mumbles through short breaths. his eyes are open now, watching where you two connect and he disappears inside you.

dokyeom can feel everything, from the way you're so warm around him to the way his heart is beating fast against your palm; from the excitement of having you again to the risk of getting caught by his manager.

it feels dirty, and that just arouses him even more. the sounds you're making do not help at all, breathy moans that don't echo through the room but go straight into dokyeom's ears - and ego.

he is gone, though, the moment you take one of his hands and bring it to your mouth, lips circling both his index and middle finger to suck on it.

"shit, shit, shit", dokyeom squirms underneath you. "love, i'm gonna cum. i-'m gonna-"

his climax washes over him hard and fast, and he's more than surprised when you don't stop bouncing on him, chasing your own high as he rides out his.

the overstimulation kicks in just as you cum too, finally slowing down on top of him. dokyeom is a mess, there are dark spots on his blue blouse caused by sweat, he can feel both his and your release dripping from you and sticking to his lower abdomen and thighs too, and he knows his makeup must be ruined.

still, he would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

[fairyhaos]

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

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

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seungcheol, joshua, junhui, woozi

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

jeonghan, minghao, seungkwan

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

hoshi, mingyu, dokyeom

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

wonwoo, vernon, chan

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

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[haoboutyou]

lee seokmin + "marry me. right here. right now."

@bluehoodiewoozi has a prompt wheel. i told her i wanted to break the wheel

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“marry me.” seokmin’s eyes are hopeful as they stare back at your wide ones.

“you’re insane, min.”

and you’re right. seokmin is insane for proposing to you now.

“c’mon. right here, right now. what do we have to lose?”

another meteor flies above your heads. you’re fairly certain the blast would’ve caused ringing in your ears, if your left eardrum hadn’t burst from an earlier explosion. you stumble into his arms from its impact as the giant space rock crashing into the next neighbourhood over. a protective hand pulls you flush against his chest, shielding your head against the sudden dusty winds.

you know you could always trust on seokmin to catch you.

still, his words ring clear in your mind. you push him away with what little strength you have left. your knuckles whiten along with the death grip you have on his shirt. “min, stop with the nonsense!”

for once, ever since the world’s end was announced, seokmin stops smiling. oh, you realise. he’s not joking. “…y/n, please.” he kneels down before you, offering up a ring as he clasps his hands in yours. it’s a flower ring, you note. you noticed he was twisting the poor flower earlier, but you didn’t know it was for this.

ferocious winds whip your hair back, the charred fabric of your shirt flapping in the wind. you try to urge seokmin to stand up, to run away from the oncoming blaze, but he’s still staring up at you with that stupid, dopey smile of his.

“seokmin, get up! we have to go!”

your words fly over him. “please? we can get wonwoo to officiate. hao and gyu can be our flower girls!”

he’s smiling widely at you, but there are tears pooling in his eyes.

“lee seokmin…” your free hand cups his chin. he nuzzles into it, eyes closed with content. your throat tightens up as you choke your next words out. “the world is falling apart.” you sniff. “we can’t–“

“we can! right here, right now…” he scrambles to his feet, this time both his hands enveloping yours. it’s a familiar comfort, how his thumbs rub over your knuckles. they’ve gotten rough with scratches, but your heart tugs at how gentle he’s treating you still. he slides the flower onto your ring finger, and you can’t help but choke back a sob.

he’s right: what more is there to lose? at the very least, you’ll be going out as lee seokmin’s wife; is that so bad? it’s a title you thought you would hold in at least a few more years.

you finally nod, tears falling freely down your face. from the corner of your eye, you spot wonwoo frantically waving at the both of you to run to safety… not that anywhere seemed safe enough anymore. you wear your own toothy grin, the very one seokmin falls in love everyday with, and you give his hands a tight squeeze.

“…okay. let’s get married.”