#seventeen lee seokmin

[multi-enigmatic]

The way Woozi just lets his legs swing. 😂

happy woozi day with one of my fav videos ever ☹️🫂

[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.

[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

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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!

[bang-chan-my-man]

SEVENTEEN DK for ALLURE KOREA X DSQUARED2

[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!"

[slytherinshua]

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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[sweetiesicheng]

dokyeom - tattoo

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"dad!"

dokyeom looks up and sees you and your son walking into the room. all of the guys are getting photos done for the company, so there is equipment everywhere in the practice room that has turned into a photo shoot set.

"you guys got here quick," dokyeom says to you as your son runs up to him and gives him a hug. "have a good day with mom?"

"yea! we went to to the science museum and then to the art store," your son says as you walk over to him and dokyeom.

"art store?" dokyeom questions.

"he saw my tattoos," you mention and ruffle your son's hair, "and somebody wants to create a tattoo for me."

"ah, so we have a budding artist in our household now," dokyeom says with a big smile. he looks at you, "you're seriously gonna tattoo whatever he makes?" he asks you, clearly skeptical.

"within my own discretion," you answer your husband. "hey, baby? go say hi to everyone," you instruct your son. he runs off to say hi to his uncles and the other staff members he knows in the room. "i told him about tattoos being permanent, and that some people even regret them in the future. but i also told him that i'll love whatever he creates, whether it's on paper or my skin."

"aw, that's cute," dokyeom says to you. "do you two want to stay? i'm practicing with some of the guys in another room after we're done."

"will it be long? i need to pick up groceries," you mention.

"just for an hour. i can go shopping with you two," he replies.

"dad! uncle says he'll buy me a spaceship!" your son shouts from across the room, sitting with s.coups and jeonghan.

"hey hyung..." dokyeom sighs, "i'm the one supposed to be spoiling him."

—

once you go home for the day, dokyeom helps you in the kitchen while your son draws in his new sketchbook.

"hey mom," your son calls out to you.

"yes, baby?" you reply as you cook food.

"i drew a bunch of stuff! can you look at them when you're done cooking?" he asks.

you look over your shoulder with a smile, "after dinner, alright?"

"okay!"

"bud, clear the table. we need space to eat," dokyeom says to your son.

"yes, dad." your son starts clearing the table of his new art supplies. dokyeom takes some side dishes out of the fridge and sets the table as you finish cooking dinner.

"babe, you should look at these," dokyeom says to you.

"hm?" you look over your shoulder for a second to see dokyeom looking at your son's art that was left on the table. "bring it over here," you say, not wanting to step away from the stove.

dokyeom walks over and shows you a page full of doodles that your son created. different colors next to each other, lines of various shapes.

"oh, these are so cute," you compliment your son's art.

"right?" dokyeom replies.

"hey! my book!" your son suddenly shouts. you look and see him in one of the entranceways. "you can't see it yet! i need to draw more!"

"sorry, baby. your dad just really wanted to look," you say to him, slightly blaming your husband in the process.

"dad!" your son whines with a pout.

"sorry for taking it, bud," dokyeom says and hands the sketchbook back to your son. "you're just super cool, so we wanted to look it already," he says to him as your son hugs the sketchbook in his arms.

"you think i'm cool?" your son asks, making you smile.

"the coolest," you say to him.

once you're done cooking, all of you eat together at the table. your son recounts your day together again for his dad while dokyeom mentions his upcoming schedules.

"hey, babe," dokyeom calls to you. you him in response to let him know you're listening, "what if we got matching tattoos with his doodles?" he asks you.

"you want to?" you reply.

"yea. wouldn't it be cute to have matching onces?" dokyeom replies to you.

"mom, dad, can i get a tattoo?" your son speaks after putting his water cup down.

"ask your mom," dokyeom says to him.

"seokmin!" you yell your husband's name. "you know he can't get one at this age," you say to him while dokyeom tries to make you look like a bad guy. you see your son start to get sad. "baby, you can't get one until you're a lot older," you say to your son, "and your dad is trying to make me look like a bad guy."

your son gasps, looking at his father, "mom isn't a bad person! dad, you're being mean to mom!"

"i'm joking! i swear!" dokyeom says to both of you. "i'll make it up to you and get twenty tattoos that were created by you," he says to your son.

"no! you're not allowed to get them either! you're being mean to mom!"

"ah! i swear i was joking! babe!"

"you did this to yourself."

[ssentimentals]

Hi sweets! I love your work, it’s so good:(

Can I request suggestive #26 with DK? ☺️

hi hi sweetie! aw, thank you!! thank you for requesting! 💜 hopefully you will like it!

suggestive prompt: 'i think we should have another.'

'seokkie, are you ready?' you call out, readjusting your backpack. it's so heavy with the laptop inside and your gym clothes that your shoulders require an hour long massage to ease the tension in them. 'we will miss the bus.'

'here!' seokmin rushes to the front door, turning several heads with how loud he is. once he reaches you, he instantly makes grabby hands at your backpack and takes it off your back, ignoring all of your protests. 'okay, all good baby. let's go?'

'it's heavy,' you pout, watching your boyfriend easily carry now two backpacks and a huge gym bag of his own. 'it's alright, babe, i can carry it.'

'don't be silly.' seokmin gestures you to get into the elevator first. once the door close, he leans in and captures your lips in a sweet kiss. 'wanted to do that whole day. hi, baby.'

you grin, leaning in to peck his lips once more. it's hard to date in secret in the office, but seokmin makes all this hassle worth it. 'hi,' you giggle, when he starts kissing every part of your face he can reach. your eyes travel up and you gasp. 'it's a mistletoe!'

seokmin looks up as well and smiles at the cute christmas decoration on top. he looks back at you, eyes shining with amusement and warmth. 'well, guess we have to kiss, miss. i don't make the rules.'

who are to deny your boyfriend kisses? you lean in and melt into the kiss, humming in satisfaction as seokmin gently takes the lead and guides you to the perfect rhythm. when you move back, he doesn't let you, squeezing your hand. 'i think we should have another.'

you almost lean back, but then elevator stops and doors open. seokmin looks like he's about to jam any floor button now just to get that one more kiss and you quickly appease your boyfriend with a soft: 'i'll give you all the kisses you want back home. so let's not be late for the bus, yeah?'

seokmin grabs your hand and places gentle kiss on your knuckles. 'i want a lot of kisses.'

oh, you love him so much. 'and you will get them all, baby. i promise.'

seokmin grins, satisfied. if he rushes you more than he usually does and doesn't leave your side on the bus ride then you don't mention to him at all.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

[sunshyni]

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.

[incorrectsebongteen]

Vernon: *eating a cinnamon roll*

Dokyeom: Cannibalism.

Vernon: *confused chewing noises*

[multi-enigmatic]

They're so cute! I'll be over here melting!

WOOZI CALLING DOKYEOM "CUTE"...

[daisymbin]

13. "i kept this photo of us—don’t laugh." with dk 😂 the photo is from an embarrassing night out where y/n joins dk’s silly antics to make the members laugh

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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.

[kikitulips]

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[bang-chan-my-man]