#seventeen lee seokmin

[randomblog-things]

summary of the last gose 😜

[buntanteen]

svt fic recs list <3 - lee seokmin/dk b'day edition - sfw & nsfw ver.

summary: for seokmin's birthday, 7 sfw & nsfw dk reader insert fics:)

contains: 18+ nsfw (mdni!!) majority is afab reader

✩ svt writing & fic rec masterlist ✩

✩ sfw section ✩

❥ meaning of pet names w/ lee seokmin - @babyleostuff

AND IF I SCREAMED CRIED AND SOBBED?!?!! if i got to be called sunshine by dk?? dead. you can't revive me cuz i love that pet name so muchhh. to be his baby??? YEEEET MEE

❥ boyfriend material - @ylangelegy

yESSS TAKING THE BEST BOYFRIEND PICS FOR THE BEST BOYYYYY

❥ seokmin x pitching instructor!reader - @xinganhao

I FULLY BURST OUT LAUGHING AT THE "there's baseballs on the floor" PART JKDFGB dk is soooooooo cutee and simp!dk is so fucking funny to me vkjrfbvfvrjk

❥ SEOKMIN BOYFRIEND HABITS - @odxrilove

BRO YOU CAN POKE MY CHEEKS AS MUCH AS YOU WANT GO FOR IT (i would cry if he did kjvfkb) NAUR BUT DK WOULD BE THE CUTEST FUCKING BF EVERRRRRRRR reenacting book scenes is so him?? like, he would get fucking IMMERSED into his role kgjrvfbk

✩ nsfw section ✩

❥ seokmin + under the desk - @hoshifighting

ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh SHIT HE'S SO NASTY (

❥ seokmin fingering reader - @sluttywonwoo

ahahahhhahhHAAHHAHAHA *screeches into pillow* this...this is too much for me why am i blushign!?!? ekjhfbvd

❥ angel eyes - @monamipencil

hdfkbjndf kgfb dk gjfkbd ogm jkfdvbk sgljkfdvn kkfgj dewjfgkbd words not computing whgerubjfdk

ames note: HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPYYY BIRTHDAYY MY HAPPY VIRUSSS!! thank you for bringing me so my joy with your infectious smile and an absolute sweetheart self. i love you sooo muchhhhh~ i hope everyone enjoys theseee

[daisymbin]

32. "hold my hand—just until we get there, okay?" with dk 🥺🤏🏽❤️

oh my god i can so picture this 😭 this is so him!!!

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fluff prompt #32: "hold my hand—just until we get there, okay?"

"come on, it’ll be fun!" jeonghan’s voice rang out as he gleefully dragged you and seokmin toward the entrance of the horror-themed escape room. beside you, seungkwan was already cackling, clearly enjoying the prospect of watching everyone else scream.

"fun for you, maybe," you mumbled, clutching your bag tightly as the eerie music from inside the room echoed through the hall.

"oh, don’t be so dramatic," jeonghan teased, holding the door open like a villain welcoming his victims. "besides, you’ve got seokmin to keep you safe."

you glanced at seokmin, who was looking just as nervous as you felt. "i wouldn’t count on that," he muttered, his attempt at a smile faltering.

"seokmin can’t even protect himself," seungkwan added with a laugh. "remember the carnival? the animatronic clown?"

"don’t remind me," seokmin grumbled. "that clown was a menace."

you couldn’t help but laugh despite your nerves, and seokmin caught your smile, relaxing a little. "hey," he whispered, leaning close, "we’ll stick together, okay?"

"yeah," you said softly. "okay."

the escape room was worse than you imagined—dim lighting, creepy mannequins, sudden crashes, and faint whispers that made the hairs on your neck stand on end. you stayed close to seokmin, gripping his sleeve as tightly as you dared.

"this way!" jeonghan called, his confidence annoyingly intact as he led the group deeper into the maze. "there’s a clue in here somewhere."

"or a jump scare," seungkwan muttered, smirking as he bumped into you just to hear you yelp.

"seungkwan!" you hissed, clutching seokmin’s arm even tighter.

"what? i’m just helping you prepare," he said, clearly enjoying your misery.

"you’re terrible," seokmin mumbled, placing a protective hand on your shoulder. "come on, let’s just focus on getting out of here."

by the time you reached the last room, your nerves were completely shot. the narrow corridor leading to the exit was filled with mannequins, their blank faces illuminated by a flickering light. you froze, unable to take a step forward.

"nope," you whispered, gripping seokmin’s arm. "i can’t do it. there's no way I'm going in there."

"you have to," jeonghan said, clearly amused. "it’s the only way out."

"we’re right behind you," seungkwan added, though his teasing tone didn’t help.

"you don’t understand," you muttered, feeling your chest tighten. "i can’t."

seokmin turned to you, his own fear momentarily forgotten. "hey," he said softly, his voice steady despite the tremor in his hand. "i’m scared too, but…" he hesitated, then gently took your hand in his. "hold my hand—just until we get there, okay? to the exit."

your breath hitched at the warmth of his hand around yours. you glanced up at him, his nervous smile giving you just enough courage to nod. "okay."

"we’ll do it together," he promised, squeezing your hand lightly.

with seokmin leading the way, you slowly navigated through the corridor. every flicker of the lights and creak of the floorboards made you flinch, but seokmin never let go of your hand. he even cracked a few nervous jokes, his awkward attempts at humor earning a weak laugh from you.

"you’re doing great," he said as you reached the final door. "see? not so bad."

"i hate this," you muttered, but you couldn’t deny the comfort of his presence. "but… thanks."

his ears turned pink at your words.

when you finally stepped outside into the cool night air, you let out a relieved sigh. jeonghan and seungkwan immediately started rehashing their favorite moments, laughing at how scared you and seokmin had been.

"you two were so cute in there," seungkwan teased. "holding hands like it was a date or something."

"shut up," seokmin mumbled, his face turning bright red.

"don’t be shy," jeonghan added with a smirk. "you guys make a great team."

"seriously, can we not?" seokmin grumbled, but his hand lingered near yours as if he wasn’t quite ready to let go.

"you okay?" you asked, ignoring the teasing to focus on him.

he met your gaze, his expression softening. "yeah. im just… i'm just i’m really glad i was with you."

you felt your cheeks heat up, but you managed a small smile. "me too."

jeonghan and seungkwan exchanged knowing looks before walking ahead, leaving you and seokmin behind.

"so," seokmin said after a moment, his voice quieter now. "maybe next time, we can do something less terrifying? just the two of us?"

your heart skipped a beat at the way he looked at you, his shy smile making it impossible to say no. "i’d like that."

his hand brushed against yours as you walked to the car, the warmth of it lingering long after he finally let go.

[bang-chan-my-man]

SEVENTEEN DK for ALLURE KOREA X DSQUARED2

[l0vema]

Bliss and Backshots

A/n: not proofread. Seokmin from the back has been a recurring thought for so long now j had to write it down😭

Dokyeom had you face down ass up, crying tears into your favourite bedsheets. You couldn't take it anymore. Gripping onto anything you could get your hands, you ground yourself into his hips. He was gonna be the end of you.

It had been 2 hours since you got into bed but dokyeom's stamina has never let up. 3 orgasms, a breakdown and some breathing exercises later he was still going. Egging you on with his, "you're so beautiful, I know you have more in you, cmon babe let me hear you."

Now, you were screaming as you shook with cries. Your legs felt like jelly, your head was pumping but your stomach was fluttering and your whole being in euphoric bliss. You fucking loved this man.

He grabbed your elbows pulling you flush against his hard chest. He'd been working out these days and knew the effect his growing muscles had on you. How it brought out a near primal part of you. Using this knowledge to his advantage he started throwing you around more in bed. Showing off for you. Now that your body was up the tears rolled down your cheeks. You couldn't do anything but accept your fate. To be fucked to oblivion.

"Baby," brought you out of the mess in your head and babbling nonsense. Dokyeom was kissing your neck, "stay with me babe, one more and you're done."

"Please i- please," you were begging but for what? You didn't even know. He had you out of your mind in pleasure. Your legs began shaking, breath coming out in short breaths, dokyeom could tell you were close. He fucked into you faster- the way you like it. Arm travelling to your nipple to pinch and tug. You went lightheaded. Mouth agape. A deep moan bubbled from the most hidden part of you. Only seokmin ever brought this side out of you. You were on towards your 4th orgasm but still rutting your ass into him to get yourself to the finish line. The tears never stopped. "Yes, yes, yes yessss baby i- yess" you say your mantra just as you reel forward in ecstacy. The coil in your stomach snapped. You were still holding onto seokmins forearms as you continued riding yourself down from the highest of all the highs you've had tonight. Once he had held you till you calmed down from the overwhelming feeling, your boyfriend continued his actions fucking your cum back into you. You're dripping but he doesn't care to stop. His own high in sight he fucks you to overstimulation. "Seokmin-ahhh I can't-" you're cut off by your own sounds of pleasure. Who were you to stop him from fucking you when he does it so well. He squeezes your ass as he let's himself spill into you. Holding you still for a moment to take breaths and calm himself down you hear him , " I will never get over this ,you're amazing," which pushes a laugh put of you. You were a pillow princess to the core. Doing nothing as he makes you see stars is your expertise. If he loves you doing nothing who were you to complain?

Dokyeom sinks fully into the soft mattress pulling you in to kiss sweetly. You stare into each other's eyes, comfort and home written all over his sparkly ones.

This is what you'd been waiting for. This deep type of love that translates to every aspect of your interactions. A typr of love that you'd begged for from childhood. Seokmins type of love.

L0ve, M.A

[lololololchips]

I would DIEEEE for DK bf text😫🥹

PLSSSS

<3333

HERE U GO ENJOYYYY🥰🥰🥰

Lee Seokmin || even more more more MORE bf texts

genre: fluff, one shot texts, smau

warnings: suggestive jokes, mention of blood (nothing too bad), lmk if i missed anything else!

[ssentimentals]

NINIIIIIIIII (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) WAAAHHHHH YOUR PROMPT

LIST LOOKS SO YUMMY I CANT WAIT FOR IT!!!!

would i be able to rq prompt no. 1 with dk pls 🥹🩷🩵 and happy carat day!!!!!!!!

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awww hi my baby! omg i LOVE the excitement from this message, it's so cute :') of course you can request it, thank you so much for doing it! 💜 hopefully you will like it!

prompt: touch starved/cuddle curse

seokmin knows. knows he can be too much: too touchy, too clingy, too annoying. with time he learned to surpress his desires, moved around like shimmering desire to reach out and touch did not burn under his skin. his ability to adjust in any environment is truly remarkable, his acting skills are so on point that not a single soul knows how deeply he needs physical contact. but any patience can run thin and with additional stress the usual need for closeness leaves him irritated, stripped bare and miserable.

'seokmin?' your voice snaps him out of his thoughts. he looks up and finds you standing in the doorway with a hand raised. 'i knocked twice. sorry, is now a bad time?'

'no-no,' faking a smile is painful but he tries to do so anyway, because he actually likes you and doesn't want you to see him in any other state other than happy. 'come in, sorry, i didn't even hear you.'

you step inside, eyeing him warily. seokmin is sure that you don't see anything attractive in front of you; he probably looks like a worn-out rag and that's not how he wants to ever appear to you. you, however, look wonderful. you always do, at least for him. seokmin loves how any outfit of yours always looks so cozy, so touchable, so cuddly- he shakes his head. god, he's down bad. silently telling himself to get a grip, he asks: 'how can i help you?'

'uno reverse,' you proclaim, frowning. 'how can i help you? you don't look good, seokkie. what's wrong? did something happen?'

seokmin is not sure how to say that he's going to die if he won't hug someone, so what comes out is: 'i'm fine.'

your skeptically raised eyebrow makes it clear that he's busted and when you step closer, leaning on the table a little, his breath hitches. 'do you have a fever?' you ask and without asking reach out and place your hand on his forehead. 'a bit warm. how are you feeling?'

seokmin can't help it- his eyes close on their own accord and he bodily leans forward, chasing your touch. he pushes his forehead closer, his body zings with pleasure just at that little contact. he doesn't see how your eyes widen at this display, how you look confused at first before realization strikes. careful like you're afraid to spook him, you step closer until your legs brush. 'seokkie,' you call out quietly. 'what's wrong?'

seokkie. seokmin shivers at this nickname. in this new city no one called him that and hearing it from you makes him want to cry. he can't tell you what's wrong, doesn't have a courage to do so, but when you hesitantly squeeze his shoulder, he turns fully and opens his arms. one second passes, then another and another - seokmin is ready to die right here and now when you slowly pull yourself into his arms, hugging him tight. the closeness and the warmth of your body make him weak; he buries his head in your shoulder and holds you carefully, afraid to cross the boundary, afraid to spook you, afraid-

'it's okay,' you mumble quietly. 'i don't know what happened, but it's going to be okay.' you pat his back soothingly. 'i'm here. it will be fine. we can hug it out, yeah?'

you don't even know how close to home your words hit. seokmin tries his luck and tightens his arms around you - you don't react anyhow and tension leaves his body as he hugs you close. he hopes you're kind enough to not comment on his rapidly beating heart and tears in his eyes. he hugs you and it really does feel like it will be fine as long as he can stay with you like this.

a/n: i went for touch starved here, hopefully it was okay!! let me know if you liked it <3 - nini

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[sweetiesicheng]

dk - concert

word count : 605

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this is your first time going to your boyfriend's concert in another country. there are people everywhere, and it almost makes it difficult to navigate the venue.

"this should be a line for drinks," your friend says as you get into a line with them. "hey, you doing okay?" they ask you, "y/n?"

you pop out of your bubble and look at them, "huh?"

"are you okay? you're kind of spacing out," they ask you, "let's meet with the guys once we get the drinks."

"i told seokmin that i'd stay out here," you reply to them. "i'll be fine," you say in attempt to reassure your friend.

"if you say so..." they reply as you two move forward in line.

sometimes you don't do well in crowds, but for the sake of not worrying your boyfriend, you try to pull yourself together. after all, you're here to enjoy a concert with your friend and have fun dancing around. the last thing you want to do is worry everyone right before the concert starts.

—

you make it to your seats in the vip section. there is still plenty of time before the start of the concert, so you and your friends take some photos to commemorate the moment.

"hey, want to go backstage?" your friend asks. "just for a few minutes."

"do we have enough time?" you ask them, looking at the time on your phone.

"for sure. come on."

both of you leave the vip section and head backstage to find the guys getting ready to get on stage. you greet staff members as you walk by and eventually reach your boyfriend.

"y/n!" seokmin cheers when he sees you. he opens his arms and you hug him. "feeling okay?" he asks you in a quieter tone.

you look up at him, "how'd you know?" you ask him.

"saw a text before i left the dressing room," he answers you. "you can stay back here if you want," he offers to you, "the crowds here might be rowdy."

you shake your head, "i wanna experience the whole thing, and i really want to party."

seokmin chuckles, "maybe i'll join you in your section," he says to you. "should i have seungkwan make you sing the high nice in "aju nice" later?" he asks with a laugh.

"you know i can't sing," you reply to him.

"that isn't stopping you from singing in the shower," he replies to you.

"you're really exposing me right now?"

seokmin laughs, "i'm kidding," he sings and lightly kisses your forehead.

"fifteen minutes everyone! fifteen minutes!" someone announces, making you both look over at the staff member speaking.

"guess i should head out," you say to him.

"you'll see me soon. don't worry," seokmin says to you and kisses your forehead again. "if you get tired, come backstage okay? you can just watch the monitors back here."

you nod, "i will, but i really would love to party until the end."

"we can party together during the set," he says to you, "i'll seriously come join. it'll be fun!" he laughs. "okay, go. i'll see you in a bit."

"okay," you reply. "good luck. all of you will do great," you say to him.

"thank you, love," seokmin says with a smile.

you start walking away and make it back to your friend, who had been talking to vernon and the8. you look back at seokmin and wave at him, watching him blow a kiss back to you. you return the kiss and giggle as you watch your boyfriend dramatically catch your kiss before you exit the backstage area.

[seungkwanniee]

MY TEACHER !

pairings : nonidol!seokmin x fem!reder

genre : fluff fluff fluff that i'm gonna cry , situationship

warnings : mention of a minor injury , calling the kids 'little creatures'

wc : 1k

synopsis : your (almost) boyfriend!seokmin is a kindergarten teacher

an: i have many ideas writted down but if you want to request, feel free to do so !! Latest post flopped soo hard omg 😭 I really thought it was going to be big and interesting...

〔masterlist〕

you just hop off your car, adjusting the long skirt that falls softly on your legs while a bag sitted comfortably on your shoulder. You look straight, smiling at the sound of the joyfull kids laughing that can be already heard from the outside. Butterflies full your stomach when your thoughts go to Seokmin, your long term situationship. You've met him right here, when you was doing one of your walks meanwhile he was running behind a kid that was... escaping? You just catched the kid in time and, to thank you, he decided to take you to a bar date. You never lost contact since then, around six months ago, and now it was pretty common that you wait for him outside the kindergarten where he works.

You can't say that it was love at frist sigh. At least, for you it was like that. Sure, he was really handsome, but his personality was the thing that made you fall for him. He was joyfull, like a sunshine, his smile was so contagious, his jokes were a little cheesy, but somehow they always made you laugh. Maybe because they were coming from him, and you were so in love of Seokmin. But above all, he was good with kids and you LOVED kids, how you can't fall for a man like this?

For him, it was surely love at frist sight. When you catched the kid for him so effortlessy, he raised his head to look who was the angel who helped him and it was an angel for real. He needed to be quick and think about a way to not lost contact with you, so he just proposed the most stupid thing that was passing in his mind. It worked to, so...

《do want to enter and see the kids?》

you stared at the text maybe for too long. Seokmin knows that you have a soft spot for kids, but he never asked you such a thing. You was so excited but at the same time a little nervous. It was embarassing just entering and passing by all the coworkers in a place where you don't belong to.

《if you don't want to it's okay, i'll be to you asap》

you could already see his pout or upset expressions behind the screen. You took a little too long to answer back, and he was really really sensitive, especially when talking about his little creatures.

《dw, i'll come in five》

you was already outside the school, yes but, come on, you needed some time to find the courage to do it.

after adjusting your straight brown hair looking at your reflection throught the car window, you make your way into the school and fortunately, the way into the garden was more easier than you thought.

A little giggle comes out of your mouth when you spot seokmin sitting on the grass, with little creatures wandering around him. They were sticking things, you were still too far to get what, on his hands while he alternate his bright smile to his cute fake pout. Your heart skip a beat at the vision, seokmin and kids? the most beautiful and cute thing you could ever seen.

His lips still curled into a pout while he says something to the little boy messing with his hand fulled of colorful plasters, and when he finally gets to notice you, his lips changes into a smile.

"i got hurt badly" he stands up from his place, showing you the hand a little to birght now. "oh, really?" you raise your eyebrow playing along his overdrammatic behavior. His nod makes you smile, eyeing the kids looking at you curiosly. After all, you were still a stranger to them.

"say hi to my friend kids" oh, friends really?, nothing stops you from giving him a confused look, but immediatly melting at the sound of the noisy children greeting and waving with their little and puffy hands. "aw~, how cute. Hi~" you wave at them too.

"wait, you have a scratch here too. Let me..." you look below his lips, slightly touching his pale skin, where there was actually nothing. He smiles at your touch, letting you almost touch his lips with your thumb. You grab from the package the remaining plasters, attacking one to his face, "cute" you humble under your breath. When he was right about to say something, kids starts to grab his sleeve, jumping up and down with plasters on their tiny hands, probably wanting to full his face too.

"is she your girlfriend, teacher Seokmin?" he was sitting again on the grass, while the kids where all over his face. The view made your heart flutter: the golden hour was hitting his face so perfectly, while his eyes where shutted and his head leaning back. "can you two kiss?" the kid didn't even let him answer.

"who told you we are togheter?" he smiles at the kid, discreetly laying his eyes to your figure. You looked so perfect in his eyes: the sun kissing your pale skin, your big brown eyes sparkling because of the sun while the slightly wind makes your hair wave togheter with your long skirt, hiding your long legs. He always think about how lucky he was, having such a woman wrappend around his finger, by his side but still too shy and coward to ask her officially. Just by landing his eyes on you, makes him want to love you forever, to the moon and back, giving all of himself. It's so big that there aren't right words to describe it, it was so overwhelming that his chest feels almost heavy. Saying a stupid 'I love you' wasn't describing how his feeling for you are.

"because you look at her how my dad does with my mum!"

[staranghae]

baby you drive me crazy

summary. seokmin and reader meet at a young changemakers convention because that's how filthy rich people have meet-cutes. :)

pairing. nepo kid ceo! l.sm x self-made ceo! fem! reader genre. fluff, crack., meet-cute warnings. profanity, mentions of alchohol w/c. 1.4k a/n. ah yes. finely marinated fanfiction, delicious. ( i mean this in all seriousness, this has been in my drafts since august of last year so...) song recc. unlock it (lock it) by charli xcx and jay park

seokmin really needed to start finding better ways to get out of these events. his age old excuse of "there's a really important project for the quarter due in a few weeks and i'm utterly clueless about it" was starting to wear thin considering the fact that half of these parties happen towards the end of the year when his company has already wrapped up their projects.

but then, this particular convention didn't seem like the rest. it was the annual "young changemakers" convention, his first one since he took over the company. he'd talked to a grand total of six people his age in the few hours he'd been there, and all of them had done nothing but brag about their money and wealth! not one of them seemed actually interested in the business aspect of the well, you know, running a business. to seokmin, this was better than being surrounded by a bunch of middle-aged people asking very invasive questions about his private life.

as he kept wandering about the convention, making small talk here and there with a few familiar faces, he spots you, sitting on one of the corner tables nursing a glass of chardonnay. he quickly calls over his secretary,

"minghao, come here. i need you to do something for me."

xu minghao, seokmin's secretary of the past seven years, was quite accustomed to his boss' peculiar requests. despite being the same age, minghao was far more perceptive and mature as compared to seokmin. he finishes off his glass of wine and walks over, exasperated.

"yes sir, what is it?"

"do you happen to have any idea of who that is?" he says, pointing to you.

minghao looks over at you and back at seokmin.

"are you seriously telling me you have no idea who she is?" questions minghao, annoyed by his boss' lack of ability to remember crucial information during networking events such as this one.

seokmin looks over at him, completely clueless about your identity.

minghao answers with a sigh,

"that's y/n, the ceo of l/n enterprises. i specifically mentioned her to you because she's the only person here without a family business. her company was completely built by her and her alone. also, her achievements are exemplary, she made the dean's list at harvard and is one of our major shareholders so technically speaking, she's kinda like your boss."

seokmin blinks at him. "in commoner words, please?"

"basically, she's the only one here who isn't a damn nepo baby and happens to own a good chunk of our company."

"ah! got it."

"so if i'm done here, i will take my leave."

minghao turns on his heel and leaves before seokmin has the chance to say anything. he just chuckles to himself and starts walking towards you when he hears minghao call after him,

"also, i didn't tell you this but your father has been trying to set up a blind date with her for you. something about you being incapable of making her fall for you on your own or something."

now, more determined than ever, he walks over to you and sits down across you.

"hi, i'm seokmin, ceo of lee enterprises, and you are?"

"y/n, your blind date for tomorrow evening. although i'm guessing your father hasn't told you about it yet."

he looks away, flustered. you laugh and he might as well have gotten whiplash with how fast he turned his head to look at you.

"he might've. i get quite a few of those, so i tend to lose track."

you stare at him incredulously. you knew about him from your uni days, the only nepo kid in oxford business that gave a fuck about his academics enough to make it onto the dean's list. now, here he was, sitting in front of you, looking and acting every bit the cocky brat you didn't expect him to be. you voice this thought out loud,

"i didn't expect someone who ended up on the dean's list at oxford to act like this but apparently, appearences can be deceiving after all"

seokmin visibly lights up at the mention of the dean's list. you see, only a handful of people actually bothered to find out about him as a person rather than as just an extension of his father and lee enterprises. so, when someone generally tried finding out about him, the dean's list was one of the first things that would pop up.

"you know about the dean's list at oxford business?"

you roll your eyes, "well yeah, obviously! we were required to know who we would be competing against in the industry so we had to find out about the dean's list of most ivy league b-schools"

seokmin has never admired someone as much as he admires you in that exact moment.

"so, about that date..."

you look at him over the rim of your wine glass, "what about it?"

seokmin can't believe it. he's about to ask someone out on a date. like a normal person.

"um, well, instead of, y'know, letting my dad decide the time and place and everything, i was wondering if i could take you out. as lee seokmin, business nerd, not as lee seokmin, ceo."

you chuckle at his description of himself.

"business nerd?" that's an interesting nickname to give yourself."

"i didn't give it to myself, my best friend did. we weren't in the same university but that didn't stop us from being absolute headaches to each other from opposite ends of the world."

"best friend? is it someone in the industry or..?"

"oh, he's the heir to jeon and kim associates."

you've heard the name before. jeon & kim.

"wait, is your friend mingyu?"

seokmin is surprised at the mention. he nods excitedly, looking like an eager poodle.

"d'you know him?"

"know him?! i studied with him! the two of us always partnered up for group projects because we meshed so well together," as you're rattling off about your memories with mingyu to seokmin, you remember it.

"WAIT A DAMN MINUTE! YOU'RE MINNIE?!"

seokmin snorts his soda at your sudden outburst. he's still coughing and sputtering as you apologise to the people who had turned around to stare at you while passing him tissues to clean himself up. once everything is back into the lull it was in previously, you elaborate,

"you're minnie, right?"

seokmin recalls his friend constantly calling him that when on call with him so he nods, a wave of nostalgia washing over him at the fond memories. he really needs to catch up with gyu soon. maybe he could get minghao to set up a meeti-

"i always thought he was talking about his girlfriend whenever he talked about 'minnie'. turns out it was you, huh? funny."

seokmin pauses mid-sip to give you a look that says 'are you kidding me?'

"okay, first of all, he already had a girlfriend when he was in college to whom he got married to last month. secondly, if the two of you are so close, then how come i didn't see you at the wedding, huh?"

"probably because i was the maid of honour and busy making sure it was perfect, but y'know, who cares."

seokmin vividly remembers the maid of honour at mingyu's wedding. and it was not you.

"okay, i remember that day really well and know for a fact that the maid of honour had red hair, and you don't."

"ever heard of hair dye, seokmin?" you reply dryly.

seokmin lets out a laugh at that and you become mesmerised for a moment because wow! how is a person so pretty and handsome and smart at the same time?

finally out of things to talk about, you and seokmin look around the room, trying to find something to keep the conversation going. seokmin gives up first, finally asking the million dollar question,

"d'you wanna get out of here? i'm honestly just bored at this point."

you look back at him with a mischievous twinkle in your eyes,

"you wanna go on that blind date right now? the food here isn't all that great and i know a really good seafood place nearby."

seokmin could really go for some seafood right about now. he nods and gets up from the table, and you follow suit. the two of you manage to make it out undetected, much to the disappointment of your secretaries, who only find out about your escapade through the headline of the dispatch article released the next day.

"Mated for life or just another fish in the sea? CEOs of L/N Enterprises and Lee Enterprises spotted on a romantic date at seafood restaurant."

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SLEEPY BUNNY

genre. fluff. warnings. petnames (bunny, pretty). reader has hair long enough to braid. pairing. seokmin x fem!reader. wc. 468. request. requested by @mirxzii: dokyeom who does your hair. idk he seems like the typa guy to brush thru ur hair so soft, when youre sleepy and woozy and all u can manage are hums, and he sings a little song to u a/n. finally wanted to complete a req and these were in my drafts <33 roxie ur headcanons are so fluffy and sooo accurate :( i'm def gonna write more of them when i can 💙

“Pretty.” Seokmin mumbled, a lovesick gaze in his eyes. You were teetering on the edge of consciousness, your eyelids slipping open and closed. You wanted to look at him, but you also wanted to sleep more than anything. The way he was gently running his hands through your hair wasn’t helping your drowsiness either.

“No, you’re the pretty one.” You whispered sleepily, a yawn escaping your mouth. Seokmin smiled at you, continuing to brush your hair away from your face. It was hard to do anything with the strands since you were laying your head in his lap, but your boyfriend knew how much you loved when he played with your hair, so he tried his best.

He was pretty good at braiding it after years of practice. Since it was already late, there was no need for it to look pretty. Seokmin didn’t focus too much on the shape of the braid, instead sectioning a bit of your hair and handling it gently, further lulling you to your dreams.

You sighed and hummed in content, burying your face further into his leg like a little kitten. He cooed at you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead with love.

“My sleepy bunny.” He softly murmured, his finger tracing the lines of your face now.

This was your favourite way to fall asleep, you decided. You had the thought every time Seokmin helped you fall asleep, though in your sleepy state, you often forgot just how nice it had felt when you woke up the next day.

Seokmin starts singing quietly, one of your shared favourite Seventeen songs: smile flower. You couldn’t count how many times he had sung this to you as a lullaby, but it worked every time. Your brain seemed to associate it with sleep now, as you felt yourself slipping away quicker than ever. You couldn’t hold your eyes open anymore, so you just closed them, evening out your breath as you slipped into your dreams.

“Sleep well, pretty.” Seokmin whispered, kissing you one last time on the forehead. There was something he loved so much about being able to get you to fall asleep so easily.

Maybe it was the sense of trust he felt it showed. You felt safe around him— safe enough to want to fall asleep on him every night. 

You loved his voice enough that it could easily take your brain off the struggles of the day. It was Seokmin’s greatest gift, and you would never, ever get tired of it.

His voice seemed to travel into your dreams as well, providing the comfort and warmth and love that you cherished so much from him. Seokmin loved you wholeheartedly— with his whole being. In his actions and words; even silently with soft looks.

You loved him the exact same.

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fluff prompt #13: "I kept this photo of us—don't laugh."

you hear him laughing before you even reach the bedroom door—a soft, almost giggly sound that immediately makes you suspicious.

“seokmin?” you call, poking your head into the room. he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, shoulders shaking as he hunches over something in his hands.

he startles at your voice, looking up with wide eyes. “oh! hey!”

your brows furrow. “what are you doing?”

“nothing!” he says way too quickly, shoving whatever he’s holding into his wallet and snapping it shut.

“uh-huh,” you say, stepping inside. “why do you look so guilty, then?”

“i don’t look guilty!”

“you do,” you insist, crossing your arms. “you were laughing to yourself and now you’re hiding something? definitely sus.”

he shakes his head, his laugh edging on nervous. “it’s nothing, i swear.”

“seokmin,” you say, moving closer. “just tell me already!”

“no way,” he says, clutching his wallet like his life depends on it. “you’ll laugh at me!”

“you’re being ridiculous,” you say, rolling your eyes. “just show me what you’re hiding!”

he groans dramatically, flopping back onto the bed. “why do you always have to be so persistent?”

“because you’re terrible at keeping secrets so its fun,” you reply, grinning.

he sighs, sitting up and holding his wallet tightly. “okay, fine. but promise you won’t make fun of mr?”

“i can’t make that promise,” you tease, earning a pout from him.

“then i’m not showing you!” he declares, flopping back again.

“fine, i promise!” you say, holding up your hands in mock surrender.

seokmin sits up slowly, giving you a suspicious look. “you better mean it.”

“i mean it,” you say, holding back a laugh at how serious he looks.

after a moment of hesitation, he finally opens his wallet, pulling out a small, slightly crinkled photo. he holds it out to you but doesn’t meet your eyes.

“i kept this photo of us—don’t laugh,” he mumbles.

you take the photo, your eyebrows shooting up when you see what it is. it’s from a night out a few months ago, during one of the infamous “try not to laugh” games.

in the picture, seokmin has 2 thick fat stripes of fake eyebrows drawn on his face, holding up a rubber chicken like he's just won the biggest award. you’re next to him, wearing a pair of hansol's alien sunglasses and striking the most ridiculous pose imaginable. the two of you are grinning like you’ve just performed the best performance of your life.

you bite your lip, trying not to laugh, but a giggle slips out anyway.

“hey! you promised!” seokmin says, pouting.

“i’m not laughing at you,” you say quickly, though you’re barely holding it together. “it’s just… this picture! why would you keep this?”

“because!” he says, crossing his arms. “it makes me happy, okay? every time i look at it, i remember how much fun we had that night & how... you aren't ashamed of being like that wild and letting loose in front of everyone with me.”

your teasing fades as you look at the photo again. it is a happy memory—a night filled with laughter, silliness, and the kind of pure joy you only feel with someone who truly gets you.

“that’s so sweet of you,” you admit, smiling softly.

“yeah?” he says, peeking at you hopefully.

“yeah,” you say, sitting down beside him and holding the photo out. “you know, you’re kind of cute for keeping this.”

he grins, his confidence returning. “kind of?”

“don’t push it,” you tease, nudging him with your shoulder.

he laughs, leaning into you. “you know, i’m glad we did that game. no one else could’ve kept up with my antics the way you did.”

“somebody had to,” you say with a shrug. “you’re impossible to control.”

“thank you,” he says, his grin turning mischievous.

you roll your eyes, but you can’t hide your smile.

he nudges you back. “you know, i think we should recreate this photo. maybe at the next game night?”

“what ideas do yoy have in mind?” you asked playfully, laughing.

seokmin smiles down at you as he counts his blessings.

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moranguinho | Lee Seokmin

w.c - 0.7k | Lee Seokmin × Fem!Reader | Fluffy

☀️ notinha da Sun - escrevi essa escutando “Mansae”, me senti uma adolescente de 13 anos de novo KKKKK Saudades. Então, eu tava há muuuitooo tempo querendo escrever algo com esse homem, porque ele é meu fav do Seventeen, acho ele perfeitinho, meu Deus 🥰 Enfim, espero que vocês gostem!!

boa leitura, docinhos!! 🎾

Você detestava rivalidade feminina, odiava de verdade, e se sentia horrível consigo mesma toda vez que a praticava sem querer. Mas era difícil ser indiferente quando uma mulher não parava de encarar o que você considerava seu. E sabe o que era pior? Ou Seokmin era um bobo ingênuo, ou o charme dele já estava gravado em cada célula do seu corpo, porque ele ainda sorria, todo encantado, para a garota que vivia tentando conquistar os homens do clube de tênis.

— Tempo — você fez um gesto com os braços, e Hansol, do outro lado da rede, esboçou uma expressão de confusão. — Preciso ver uma coisa.

Você tirou a viseira, ajeitando minimamente o cabelo curto e suado na nuca. Ao chegar à mesa onde Seokmin estava sentado com a garota irrelevante, você pegou o suco de morango que estava ao lado do seu namorado e o bebeu de uma vez, com o canudinho, enquanto lançava seu olhar mais ameaçador para a mulher, que continuava com um sorrisinho insinuante.

— Eu tinha pedido esse suco para você mesmo — disse Seokmin, cobrindo os olhos para conseguir te enxergar em meio aos raios solares. Você quase derreteu, não pelo calor, mas pelo sorriso dele. Definitivamente, podia dizer com convicção que aquele sorriso foi o que te atraiu, além do fato dele ter uns parafusos a menos. Você amava a energia caótica que ele emanava.

Ele te puxou pelo pulso, preocupado com sua expressão ameaçadora.

— A gente precisa conversar — você disse, e ele assentiu com a cabeça, sem qualquer sinal de culpa. Você o levou até uma área mais afastada do clube, arborizada, onde estavam só vocês dois.

— O que eu fiz dessa vez? — Ele perguntou. — Disse que queria treinar com Hansol porque vocês são a dupla oficial do torneio. — Você cruzou os braços, e ele imitou sua postura. — O que foi? Fala logo.

— Você estava todo cheio de moral pra cima daquela pessoa do sexo feminino — sem rivalidade feminina, você não ia chamá-la de qualquer outro nome, embora ela merecesse. Seokmin ergueu as sobrancelhas, surpreso. Esperava que você dissesse qualquer coisa, menos aquilo.

— Você tá tão estressada que tá vendo coisas.

— Não tô, não, mocinho! Eu vi com meus próprios olhos — você retrucou, mas sua postura de autoridade foi se esvaindo conforme ele se aproximava devagar. Ele chegou perto do seu pescoço, e você nem sabia se suava porque ele conseguia ser intimidante ou por causa do calor do dia. — Seokmin, se você chegar mais perto, eu quebro seu nariz.

— O quê? — Ele riu, dando um beijo rápido no seu pescoço e se afastando com a mesma rapidez. Mas você nunca conseguia se controlar quando ele procrastinava em falar sobre assuntos nos quais era o culpado. Ele tinha uma arma poderosa: o fato de você adorar carinhos, beijinhos e muito afeto.

Você se colocou nas pontas dos pés e o beijou suavemente, o gostinho de morango invadindo o paladar dele. Na verdade, ele sempre pensou que, se você fosse uma fruta, certamente seria um morango, daqueles bem doces e vermelhinhos.

— Fala a verdade, você interrompeu seu treino com o Vernon só pra isso, né? — Você sorriu contra os lábios dele, mas quando se lembrou do motivo pelo qual o tinha arrastado até ali, se afastou um pouco, apenas o suficiente para que os braços dele, ao redor da sua cintura, ainda a envolvessem.

— Responde à minha pergunta, Seokmin.

— Eu estava falando de você — ele admitiu, segurando sua mão suavemente e beijando o dorso. — Estava dizendo o quanto minha namorada é talentosa.

— Se estiver mentindo...

— Jamais — ele jurou, cruzando os dedos e os beijando na frente e no verso. Você sorriu, abraçando-o. Boba, ele podia ser um tolo, mas você conseguia ser ainda mais boba de tão apaixonada.

— Para de sorrir assim para todo mundo, eu fico com ciúmes.

Seokmin segurou seu rosto com as palmas das mãos, fazendo você fazer um biquinho que ele logo selou com os lábios dele.

— Vai me puxar pra um lugar remoto pra me beijar toda vez que sentir ciúmes?

— Provavelmente, sim — você respondeu, brevemente. Isso fez Seokmin dar um sorrisão, e você teve que se segurar para não pular em cima dele.

— Então me desculpa. Vou te deixar com ciúmes desnecessário mais vezes.

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Vernon: *eating a cinnamon roll*

Dokyeom: Cannibalism.

Vernon: *confused chewing noises*