#seventeen seungcheol timestamps

[thetypingpup]

[9:43 pm] The fire behind you burns brightly as Seungcheol pulls you onto his lap. Your knees sink into the plush cushion of the chair, his cock lined up with your waiting entrance. He teases you with a smirk, pressing the head of his cock against you, just barely entering you before pulling back. You grip his robe tighter, entranced by the expanse of hard muscle, the planes of his chest highlighted by the flickering shadows. Excitement stirs within you as you take in the way he looks at you, roving your form hungrily, his tongue poking out to tease the swell of his plush lips. You feel the familiar pulse of need radiating between your legs, building until you can’t take it anymore. Tired of waiting, you try to lower yourself onto his cock, only to be stopped by his firm grasp. 

“Ah ah ah, not so fast baby.” He tsks, and a shudder roves down your spine at the deep timbre of his voice. He moves his hand along your side, teasing you with his touch, his cock pressed right against your entrance as he hums, “What do you say baby?”

“Please,” You breathe you, trying and vain to just get him inside you already. He keeps you still, even as your thighs tense from the effort of trying to have him. You feel the heat building, caught between the warmth of his breath over your collarbones and the raging fire behind you. You’re fixated on the flames dancing in his gaze, as if it’s the only light in the room, using it to ground yourself from completely slipping away to lust. 

“Please what?” He raises an eyebrow expectantly, sinking further into the chair. You suppress a whimper as his cock moves away from your waiting entrance, gripping his shoulders tighter.

“Please Sir.” You cave in quickly, too consumed with need not to beg, “Please Sir, please fuck me.”

“That’s more like it, baby.” At long last he finally sinks into you, letting you lower yourself onto his length. You tilt your head back as a moan of wanton satisfaction resonates in your chest before resounding in the air. A laugh is laced with his own deep moan as his hands rove around to your ass, squeezing sharply, “Well someone’s excited.”

“Sir, I need you. I need you so fucking bad.” You squirm on top of him, already clenching around his thick length, taking in just how deep he is inside you.

He nods, that smirk of satisfaction melting into something far more heated, “Then let’s not keep you waiting anymore, baby.”

The chair doesn’t even creak as Seungcheol guides you up and down on his dick, even as your breath hitches with each deep thrust. Your hands bypass his soft robe to grab at his shoulders, nails digging into the flesh as you pant out moans. The pleasure is fucking unreal, and already you feel yourself unraveling, bliss winding around you like one of the shimmering ribbons on the tree. You let yourself enjoy this, indulging in pleasure as long as you can, basking in the fireside flames.

[haowrld]

12:10 AM — CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

notes : seungcheol x gn!reader, timestamp, fluff, established relationship, idol!au

word count : 0.3k words

warnings : food mentions, not proofread

a/n : im so bored rn…i didn’t even know what to write

MASTERLIST

you feel yourself nodding ever so slightly, trying to listen attentively to whatever choi seungcheol was rambling on about. the topic could be about his members—like how they pretty much annoy the hell out him, though you know in your heart he still loves them, or he could even just be rambling about work and how much he misses you, something that you find sweet of him.

but you were tired, very tired. plus the couch you two were sitting on was feeling real comfortable.

“you have to believe me when i tell you that i didn’t steal jihoon’s ramen, it was on him for it going missing.” seungcheol continues to rant about the latest issue, you don’t really remember what he was talking about.

“mhm…” you reply slow. you hug the throw pillow close to your chest as you continue to listen to seungcheol’s voice, which now sounded like a lullaby to you.

“why blame me when, lookie here, soonyoung would steal anything that he finds in his vicinity,” seungcheol sweeps up his hair and then looks at you, “don’t you think that’s a little unfair?” seungcheol gives you a sad look, like some sort of wet dog on the street.

you mumble something in response, not even knowing what you just said. seungcheol looks at you with slight concern on his face as your head quickly drops, making you jolt up, “i’m up! i’m up…”

“you tired..?” seungcheol takes your hand, his thumb caress your knuckles, it makes you relax.

“maybe..” you reply with a grin and seungcheol lets out a huff before chuckling, “i just want you to continue the story…”

“i can’t exactly do that without you tossing your head around like a ragdoll,” seungcheol immediately gets up from the couch looking at you with a tired grin, “and i think i am also getting pretty tired too so…”

seungcheol extends his hand, reaching it towards you. you sleepily take his and he gives your hand a little squeeze, “let’s get to bed, i don’t have any practice tomorrow so we’ll be able to talk more about it”

“mhm,” you take his hand before going to your shared bedroom, it was nice.

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[justkpopjokes]

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“Come on baby, we’re going to be late,” Seungcheol mumbles, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“What if we just cancel today and stay in bed?” You whine, looking up to meet his tired eyes.

Seungcheol’s deep chuckles vibrate in his chest, a smile spreading on his face.

“Will another 10 minutes do?”

[heennnngggggarae]

2.45 PM

“Say it. Say you love me. I don't care if it's a lie - say it.”

“Cheol, you’re h-hurting me,” you wince at the grip he has on your arm, tightening so much you’re almost sure it’ll explode.

“Then say it! Say you love me, please… just say it,” His voice wavers at the end while he looks at you with desperation in his eyes. You almost say it if you didn’t remember what happened prior to this mess.

“I can’t, even if it's a lie” the instant you said that it was as if his world was shattered. It almost physically pains you how he looks down, tears streaking his face. His grip on your arm loosen as he slowly descends to his knees to the floor, shoulder shaking as he starts to sob. You’re starting to feel guilty even though all of this was fake.

"W-why?" he asked but he didn't continue. As his shoulder shakes, he sobs harder.

“I knew this would happen," You mutter to yourself.

"Minnie…” you said, slowly approaching him, and gently shaking his shoulder.

Seokmin sobs on the floor below you, hands slowly wrapping around his legs as he changes his position. You sighed before sitting in front of him.

The sounds of his sobs fills the room as you lift his head to look at you. You chuckled a little before hugging him. His sob getting muffled due to you pressing his head to your chest. 

“Okay, I got you, you’re okay,” You said as you stroke his back in a languid manner.

“Mmh mmf” his words came out muffled.

“Sorry, what?” you said as you back down a little.

“You're mean,” he said as he wiped the tears.

“I’m just acting out the script Min,”

Seokmin blushes before pouting again.

“It felt too real…” he said, voice trailing and getting softer in the end.

“I told you not to rehearse the line with me, you always get into the character too much and then I got into the character too and now we’re having a crying fest,” 

He frowned wanting to disagree, ‘I can control my emotions perfectly and not get into the character too much’ he thought but it happened more often than not, and he doesn’t really want to give you the satisfaction that you are right.

“I can’t help it, you’re a great actor, and it’ll help me memorize the line and what I should do in time for the shoot,”

You smile at his reasoning before shaking your head.

“Let’s take a rest then, hm? I want to order some pizza”

“Yeah, let’s do that”

(“Why does your character have to be named Seungcheol though? I felt like I was talking to Cheolie,” 

“The writer got a crush on him, I think. At least that’s what the rumor say,”

“Huh, that's kinda cute,”)

[slytherinshua]

[ 5:02AM ]

genre. fluff. cheol as a dad. warnings. mention of a baby (the horror 😶) and cheol abs (needs a warning) pairing. husband!seungcheol x fem!reader. wc. 324. a/n. randomly thinking abt cheol as a dad?? 😭 idk its random but hes so soft a lot of the time and it made me think abt him with babies...

“You look like such a dad,” You mumbled with a laugh, turning to your husband in the dark kitchen as he was preparing to make coffee.

“What do you mean by that?” Seungcheol asked, face scrunching up as if it was an insult, “I am literally a father. My newborn daughter is sleeping in our room as we speak.” He added as if you had forgotten. 

“I know that. Obviously you are. But you just look like it right now.” You reinstated, hugging him from the back.

“I don’t have a dad bod…?” He said as if he was questioning the fact as well. You burst out laughing at the comment.

“I only meant you waking up at 3 am with me to help me feed her, and then you waking up again at 5 to make coffee and breakfast so I didn’t have to… It makes you feel like a proper father.” You slipped your hand underneath his shirt, feeling the very obvious and defined abs, “And of course you don’t have a dad bod, you work out almost daily.” 

He shook his head, laughing at your conclusion and pressing start on the coffee machine. He turned around to you, hugging you closer. You reached up to brush some of his hair away from his eyes. It was growing longer again, black locks a mess from sleeping and waking up constantly.

“Should I say that you look like such a mom then?”

“That is unnecessary, but a very big compliment.” You smiled, breaking the hug to allow Seungcheol to start making breakfast. You poured yourself coffee as he did, watching from the side and keeping a good eye on the baby monitor as well. You were always paranoid that you wouldn’t hear her cries when she woke up. You and Seungcheol were trying your best to be the best parents you could, but there were a lot of challenges with raising a newborn.

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a/n: my only explanation is that @cheolzip and i were talking and i lost my mind.

[23:42 pm]

you pitied all the people who’d never had the pleasure of being held by seungcheol.

this was a common feeling for you — you thought about it in the mornings when you awoke with his soft breath at the back of your neck and his arms around your waist, at midday when you missed the solidness and safety of him so much you could barely see straight, and at times like now, while your eyes drifted sleepily between open and closed as you trace unintelligible shapes on the bare skin of his waist just above his waistband under his sweatshirt. the world was so loud and demanding of you, but with cheol it all got quieter. through it all, he felt like peace.

even now, you remembered back to the time you’d whispered your deepest secret into the crook of his neck, cried some of your most bitter tears into his sweatshirt, and stuttered your first “i love you” not spoken to a blood relative into the curve of his collarbone. it was in this position that you realized he was the person you could say anything to, and it wouldn’t make any difference. sometimes he’d hold you tighter, and sometimes his own tears would mix with your own, but unlike anyone you’d ever known, you were absolutely positive he’d never leave.

“baby?” he whispers, cutting through the quiet of the room just before you open your mouth to speak.

“yeah, my love?” you mumble sleepily.

“you awake?”

“no,” you say, nuzzling closer into him, pleased when he gives you a comforting little squeeze.

he chuckles, and where your head rests on his chest you can feel the sound vibrating softly. he presses a kiss to your hairline. “i love you,” he says, his voice the only sound aside from the comforting hum of the overhead fan, and your mind catches hold on it just long enough to muster a response before you slip into a dream.

“i love you,” you sigh back.

[sadnightforus]

[2:04 AM] Moving on from you was hard. 

 Still hard, and seeing you with someone else while he still thinks about you is even harder. 

 Sometimes, it’s almost comical that love makes him lose his mind like this. But here he is, pouring another bottle of wine into his glass as the light on his nightstand illuminates his bedroom now standing lonely. 

 Seungcheol knows he should leave you behind. But he can’t, not with the way that the image of your eyes staring right deep into his soul still serves as a mental image that he thinks back about every night before he lured himself to sleep with nothing but regret as the bed warmed by his side. 

 He has the tendency to overwork himself to death— you always tell him to take it easy. With you around, he did, but with you gone, the only way that he can proceed with his life normally is if he throws himself into work so that he won’t have time to entertain his heart of the ideas of ‘what if’s with you. 

 He always forgot to eat his meals on time whenever he was busy and he thinks that he didn’t die because you were the one to remind him of the food intake. But god, does it get harder to eat when you slip out of his life and he goes back to square one, with only the thoughts of you soothing his pain to stop all of his misery. 

 With each thought, the wine bottle soon becomes emptied and he pours another one and repeats the step all over again. 

 He doesn’t tell you this, and he hopes you won’t know it either. He has tried seeing other people but all he ended up seeing was a glimpse of you— he knows it’s selfish and it broke his heart a bit, thinking how much of a horrible man he is for leading people on. 

 He sometimes drive by your house. Or even change the usual route he usually takes for his work by driving on your street, just to see your house. But he doesn’t have the heart to face you and gradually, the amount of time he has done this has decreased, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less. He even goes to both of your favorite restaurants in hope to run into you, but it seems like you never revisit after the breakup. 

 He has to move on, even if he’s feeling so weak and defeated. 

 His eyes glances over to the view outside of the city— it looks dull and there’s no warmth to the scenery at all, just how he has been feeling for months. His lips didn’t dare to speak, he lost his ability to really speak his mind a long time ago once you make your way out of his life. 

 He then takes the last sip of the wine before he realizes that he managed to finish 2 bottles for tonight. 

 Enough is enough. 

So, he collects the beverages and the wine stains glass, placing it into the sink as he lets the water run. He cleans it with a sigh, and doesn't ever bother to turn on the light either as the light provided from far away was enough for him.

 With a heavy heart, he has to force himself to step out of the kitchen, making his way to go back to rest. His palm then unlocks the door of his bedroom that he has previously left in the cold, with neither the nightstand lamp turned off nor the air conditioner still brewing of cold air that runs past his body. 

 He then gently lays himself onto his bed, trying to secure warmth with the blanket, eyes attempting to close on its own due to his intoxicated state as his head can only think of you and your new lover, heart now trembling in pain. 

 Tonight, he allows himself to miss you again, but tomorrow, he knows he has to move on. 

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A/N: been feeling a little angsty lately. inspired by one of bloo's songs.

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[3raaaachachacha]

4:04 pm

Hong Joshua x female reader / 589 words / fluff

Warnings: None

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You had one rule at work that you swore you would never break. Do not date coworkers. Every time you heard about coworkers dating one another, it always ended up with a messy break up with someone having to quit their job, and that was something you didn’t want to deal with. Then Joshua came into your life while you were working at the local coffee shop near your apartment. Everything about him screamed boyfriend material. His handsome looks, his cute smile, his charming personality, and his gentlemen like skills. You had been working with him for over two months now and still, there wasn’t a negative flaw you could find in him. Yet you couldn’t date him.

It was almost an unsaid thing between the two of you as every shift you worked together, both of you would tease and flirt with one another nonstop. Some customers even commented on how cute your relationship was. You hated to admit that you had a crush on him, but until one of you quit, you couldn’t do anything about it.

“Hi cutie, did you miss me?” Joshua chuckled as he clocked in for his shift, making you roll your eyes at him.

“In your dreams, Josh,” You giggled with a small blush on your cheeks as you tried your best to focus on the current drink you were making.

“How did you know?” He teased back, making the both of you laugh from his quick witted comebacks, “When are you going to let me take you out on a date? I feel like I’ve been more than obvious that I think you're pretty,” His question made your eyes grow wide as you handed out the drink to the customer before turning back to face him.

“It’s not that I don’t want to go out on a date with you, it’s just,” You stopped, realizing how stupid it may sound to him as you bit your lip lightly.

“You don’t date coworkers? Is that it?” He guessed correctly as you nodded your head.

“I just don’t think it’s a smart idea to date a coworker since a countless amount of bad things could happen,” You slowly got quieter as you went on with your sentence, beginning to play with your fingers.

Joshua nodded his head in understanding before walking over to the manager, “Hey, I quit!” He randomly announced, taking off his apron and clocking out of the register as your eyes grew wide with surprise.

Your mouth flew open to protest his actions, but nothing seemed to follow as your throat felt dry from his bold move. He walked around the counter with a smile on his face to order a drink as you followed him.

“Excuse me miss, I’d like an iced Americano and to take you out on a date this Saturday. What do you say?” He smirked as he saw a small grin beginning to spread across your face.

“It would be my pleasure sir. Would you like room for any cream in that Americano?” You chuckled at his irresistible charming attitude.

“You know my order so well,” Joshua chuckled as he couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

“Hmm I wonder why,” You both continued to giggle as you returned back to him with his drink, “I can’t wait to see what you have planned for our date.”

Joshua smirked at you with a small chuckle before taking a sip of his coffee, “Don’t worry, I’ve had it planned out since the day I first met you.”

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[kwanisms]

[22:40], Seungcheol, requested by anon

╰┈➤ FF10 "Even if we don't talk for days, I'll always be your best friend" & F20 "everything about you is amazing to me."

summary: your best friend comes by to see why you've been ignoring his messages and calls and you wonder why he hasn't been texting you

wc: 1.7k

warnings: miscommunication, sad feelings, maybe some adult dialogue? I think that's it though

a/n: I hope you like this! It was fun to write and try to figure out how Y/N would get notifications but not from Seungcheol so I figured DND mode would work pretty well! Thank you for your request!

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You let out a sad sigh, checking your phone to see several notifications but not from the one person you wanted them from.

You were well aware that your best friend had a life of his own, a demanding career as an idol, and 12 other members to look after but damn it all if you didn't miss Choi Seungcheol.

The two of you had been friends ever since you transferred school, after moving to Daegu with your family. You were nine years old and at that age, boys and girls started to divide, thinking the other had cooties.

But Seungcheol was different. He introduced himself on your first day and stuck by you the whole time.

He'd been by your side ever since. Best friends for always.

And that's how it had always been. Even in junior high when your classmates started showing interest in each other, you and Cheol never found ant romantic interest in you nor you in him, despite what your friends and family said.

Everyone was determined you'd end up dating at some point but it was never like that. You were just best friends.

You were always there for each other and when Cheol auditioned for and got accepted by Pledis Entertainment, you were the first to congratulate him.

Of course, this meant he had to leave Daegu, and unfortunately you, behind to move to Seoul.

His words the day he left were some you'd never forget.

You'd spent half the day crying, claiming he'd forget you in the first year and in true fashion, he hugged you tightly, remind you that you had six years of friendship with you.

"You are my most favorite person in the entire universe, Y/N," he said softly, holding your hands while standing at the KTA station with his parents and your own.

His hands released yours and moved to cup your cheeks. "Everything about you is amazing to me, I couldn't find a new best friend if I tried," he added, gently squishing your cheeks before pulling you into a tight hug, the only kind he ever gave you.

Five years later, Cheol finally debuted in a group called SEVENTEEN with twelve other boys. You graduated high school in Daegu and moved to Seoul on scholarship to SNU* to study veterinary medicine. Moving to Seoul meant a new chapter in your life.

And it meant you were closer to your best friend.

At first, it was difficult for Cheol to meet you but eventually he managed to find some time. As SEVENTEEN continued to grow and find more and more success, Cheol had less and less free time to meet with you in between your classes.

But you always managed to make it work.

Now, being the leader of a globally recognized k-pop group, Seungcheol wasn't as busy as before, trying to help make a name for his group, he was able to have a bit more freedom and also to see you more.

Of course, when you weren't busy with your own career.

After graduating, you managed to snatch a position at one of the busiest vet clinics in Hongdae. You were on a team of three vets, each with three of their own techs. It had a rather large client base but you weren't complaining. It paid the bills of your nice flat near Hongdae, overlooking the river.

It had been several weeks since you'd heard from and even longer since you'd seen Cheol at this point. You never tried to let it bother you before because you were adults now, not children. He had his own circle of friends and colleagues as did you.

But it hurt nonetheless when your notification would ping and it wasn't your best friend texting you or sending you some dumb meme. Your own messages to him had been left on read and of course that didn't mean anything with Cheol and you knew that. He was notorious for checking but not answering his messages.

You just tried to ignore the sad sinking feeling inside you as best as you could but sometimes, your brain got the better of you.

Like today for instance. It was a day like any other, nice weather, the city below your balcony was teeming with life, preparing for Seollal, but you couldn't be bothered to join them, even as the day turned into night and the city really came alive. You just sat wrapped up in your favorite blanket and your own self wallowing.

Your phone pinged again but you'd given up looking at it, instead engrossed in a small pint of Ben & Jerry's you'd saved in your freezer for your next inevitable breakup but decided to indulge a little sooner. And the fact that the expiration date was drawing nearer was not a deciding factor in your indulgence at all.

None whatsoever.

It was just after ten in the evening and you were about halfway through your pint of Chubby Hubby, ignoring the sporadic pings of your phone for the peanut buttery swirls of the frozen treat in your hands when there was a loud pounding knock at your front door.

You almost hadn't heard it but upon hearing it, you turned in your place on your balcony sofa and peered through the glass door.into your apartment. It was silent only for a moment before another loud banging could be heard.

You got up carefully, carrying your ice cream and spoon, blanket still draped over your shoulders as you crossed the floor quickly to see who had disturbed your date with Ben and Jerry.

Pressing the camera button on your intercom system revealed none other than your best friend, standing outside your door looking all sorts of worried and panicked.

Confused and bewildered, you set your ice cream and spoon down and unlocked the door, pulling it open enough to peer through the crack and into the hallway.

The expression on Seungcheol's face morphed from worry to relief upon seeing you. He pushed past the door, wrapping his arms around you, blanket and all, and engulfing you in a tight hug.

"Oh My God I was so worried!" he said, his words muffled by your blanket as he buried his face in your shoulder.

Still just as confused, you hugged him back, uncertain why he was acting as if you had died or something.

When he pulled back, he held you at arms length, looking over you quickly. "Why are you wearing a blanket?" he asked, eyebrows furrowing. "Are you cold? Do you have a fever? What's wrong?"

His words were all over the place, hands moving quickly as he felt your forehead, cheek, and checked to make sure you weren't physically ill.

"Cheol," you whined as he pulled you over to the kitchen island and made you sit down, readjusting your blanket. His eyes fell on the half eaten pint of Ben & Jerry's and the spoon lying beside it before they flitted back to you.

"Who is he?" he demanded. "I'm gonna hurt him."

You scoffed and rolled your eyes. "Calm down Rambo," you snorted. "There is no he," you added. Seungcheol pointed accusatively at the pint sitting on the white countertop, to which you shook your head.

"I'm not eating it cause I got dumped," you explained.

"Then why are you eating ice cream at ten-forty at night?" your best friend demanded.

You shrugged your shoulders. "I'm just a little sad," you replied softly. The stern expression on Seungcheol's face melted away as he took your hands in his. "Why are you sad?" he whispered, sitting across from you in the other bar stool at your kitchen island.

You shrugged your shoulders again, not meeting his gaze.

"Y/N," Seungcheol said, his voice a little louder and more demanding.

"It's nothing," you said, trying to pull away from your best friend but he was much stronger, having been in and out of the gym daily the past few years while you hadn't touched anything heavier than a house cat lately. Seriously, when did he get so strong?

"Y/N, you aren't going anywhere until you tell me why you're sad and why you've been ignoring me."

Wait… what? Ignoring him?

You looked up to meet his gaze finally.

"Ignoring you? I haven't been ignoring you," you replied.

Seungcheol looked around your apartment. "Where's your phone?" he asked. You nodded towards your balcony, lamenting the loss of his warmth as Seungcheol got up and walked over to the sliding glass door, opened it, and picked up your phone.

He returned, unlocking it with your pass code before checking your notifications. As he searched, he let out a groan and rolled his eyes.

"Did you mean to turn on 'Do Not Disturb' mode?" he asked, turning your phone towards you.

The notifications that you received earlier only came in from your boss and your mother. How had you not noticed that?? Oh, because you weren't looking at your phone the whole time.

You quickly grabbed your phone from Seungcheol and opened your chat thread with him to find many unread messages and even a few missed calls.

You let out a laugh, setting your phone on the counter and shook your head. "I think I accidentally switched it on at work the other day," you said as Seungcheol sat across from you again.

"I thought you were mad at me," he said, hanging his head and you shook yours. "I'm not," you replied. "Honestly, I thought maybe you were mad at me or something," you added, causing Seungcheol to snap his head up to look at you.

"You've been a little distant lately," you continued to explain but stopped when your best friend took your hands in his again.

"I promise I'm not mad or upset either. Work the last few weeks has been… intense to say the least. I've been so tired and stressed that I haven't been able to focus on anything else. I'm so sorry," he said softly, offering you a sincere smile and apology.

"Even if we don't talk for days, I’ll always be your best friend, Y/N," he added, squeezing your hands gently.

You returned the smile and nodded. Of course you'll always be best friends. Seungcheol said it himself. He'd never be able to find a better best friend than you and you'd never be able to find a better best friend than him.

"Now that we got that out of the way," Seungcheol said before dropping his smile and giving you a stern but bewildered look.

"Why the hell am I not included in your 'Do Not Disturb' exceptions list?"

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Oct 20th [S. Coups + Handcuffs]

[9:11]  You walked into the bedroom to find Seungcheol lounging on the bed and giving you a smirking, swinging a pair of handcuffs around his finger.

“Hey babe.”

You crossed your arms, pouting at him. “Really? Handcuffs now?”

He matched your pout. “What is that supposed to mean? You love it when I tie you up. This is just like that.”

“It’s not that.” You sighed, dropping your gaze. “I do have fun.”

“I know.” His tone was quickly dripping with smugness.

“Its that!” You said quickly. “That way you tease me.”

He sat up straighter. “You don’t like it when I tease you? Baby you should ha-”

“No no, not-” You let out a sigh, trying to express your thoughts. “It’s fine. It’s fun, it's just. You- You act like it’s so easy.”

Seungcheol cocked his head to the side in a cute way. “You’re losing me.”

“Okay,” you made your way across the room quickly, sitting on the bed with him. “Yes the teasing is fun but sometimes you bring up how easy it is and I just have to lie there and enjoy and it can’t be that hard being tied up. But being restricted is difficult and it’s always me so you wouldn’t even know how much it affects you when you just want to touch but you can’t.”

A smile was blooming on his lips. “Babe, if you wanted to tie me up all you had to do was ask.”

“Really!” Surprise coloured your expression.

Seungcheol shifted closer to you. “Of course. It’s still not going to affect me that much though.” He handed over the handcuffs with a chuckle.

“We’ll see about that.” You grinned before closing the distance and pressing a kiss to his lips.

You placed the handcuffs aside for a moment, shifting into his lap and kissing him , both of you smiling into it. His hands found your hips and you noted how quickly he touched you, how naturally. He was underestimating this greatly and it was making you gleeful. You made sure to shift in his lap, rolling your hips subtly and getting him worked up. It wasn’t all that hard considering he had been thinking about sex before you got home but still, you wanted to tease just a little.

As you shifted a little more boldly on his lap he let out a breathy chuckle.

“Did you forget about the handcuffs already?”

“I’m simply taking my time,” you replied.

“I see,” he laughed. “Well then, please continue.”

“I shall,” you kissed him again, enjoying the sensation and the way he couldn’t help but guide the kiss. Too sure of himself for his own good. With each movement you could tell that he was getting hard under you and you let yourself keep going a little more.

Eventually you pulled away from the kiss, giving him a sultry smile and beckoning him to follow you off the bed. Seungcheol followed, eyes hooded and expression darker than before as you climbed off the bed and led him over to the comfy armchair you had in the room. You patted the chair and Seungcheol complied, settling into it and letting his head fall back as you indulged for a moment, kissing along his neck.

Once you managed to break away you pressed him forwards gently. “Put your arms behind your back, baby.”

“Kinky,” he grinned.

“You say that like we’ve done nothing like this before,” you chuckled, leaning down to fasten the handcuffs around his wrists.

“I just think it’s cute that you’re restraining me for once.”

“Cute isn’t exactly the aim,” you scoffed.

“Pretty hard for you to avoid, babe,” he grinned. “You’re adorable.”

You resisted the urge to smile at his compliment, instead moving around in front of him and slowly undoing his belt. He gazed at you hungrily, lifting his hips to let you slip his jeans down past his hips. You settled yourself on your knees, gazing up at him and starting to palm him through his boxers, pleased with his hard he already was.

Your lips pressed soft kisses to him over the fabric and he let out a sigh, resting back against the chair. His hair fell gently into his eyes and his gaze grew a bit more hooded. He shifted his shoulders a little and you grinned to yourself between kisses and teasing.

Slowly, you brought your hands to the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulled them down. He lifted his hips for you, giving you a lazy smile and humming at the way your fingertips dragged back up along his thighs. You settled your gaze on his cock, mostly hard and making your mouth water. It took everything in you not to take him fully down your throat right away, reminding yourself that going slow would probably get you a better reaction. So you settled for wrapping your hand around the base of his cock and running your tongue along it in slow licks while you met his gaze.

You were rewarded for your own patience with the way he jerked his arm, trying to bring his hand around to touch you. You grinned up at him and watched as his cheeks reddened slightly.

“Having trouble?” You teased, admittedly enjoying this power.

“Not at all,” he scoffed. “It’s not a crime to want to touch you.”

“Never said it was,” you hummed. “Just thought you’d have no trouble at all and here you are struggling.”

He rolled his eyes, resting back in the chair and ignoring the way you giggled. You focused your attention back on his cock, rolling your tongue around the tip before sucking it gently between your lips, earning a sigh from him. He pressed his hips forwards, legs a little wider.

“Are you going to tease forever?”

“So impatient when you’re tied up.” 

Seungcheol bit his tongue, clearly realizing anything he said you would be using against him. It filled you with a special type of glee.

Nevertheless you wanted his cock in your mouth just as much as he did so squeezed your hand around the base a little tighter as you took him properly into your mouth, earning a groan and a sharp movement from his shoulder as he tried to move his hands again. You fought back the smile as you started to move your hand along his cock at a steady pace, your hand following the same motion.

Groans fell from his lips as you sucked him off, taking special care to stop at the tip a few times if for no other reason than to tease him when he could do nothing about it. You saw his shoulder shift a few more times, clearly wanting to touch you but trying not to make it obvious. His back arched away from the chair a little and you brought your free hand down on his hip to try and keep him from bucking into your mouth.

Despite his self-confidence at the outset Seungcheol was struggling as you started taking him more deeply into his mouth. He pulled at the restraints, sweat on his brow and eyes squeezed shut. Groans and puffs fell off his lips.

You kept your lips moving quickly, going almost as deep as you could and moaning around him for good measure. You loved the way it made his thighs tremble, the way pre-cum was dripping down the back of your throat. You gazed up as much as you could, enjoying the view of him coming undone, seeing the way his muscles were tensing.

You took him fully down your throat, nose pressed to the base of his stomach. Seungcheol let out a string of swears, thighs tensing and hips pressing towards you. His torso was twisting, shoulders pressing forwards and clearly pulling at his wrists as he came hard down your throat. You swallowed every last drop, only pulling back as he slumped forwards, catching his breath.

You settled back on your heels, gazing up at him and grinning. Slowly, he raised his eyes to meet your gaze, cheeks flushed red and quickly looked away from you as soon as he took in your expression.

“Alright,” he mumbled.

“Sorry, what was that?” You cupped a hand around your ear.

“Fine, it’s harder to be restrained than I thought.”

You giggled gleefully. “You wanted to touch me so bad.”

“I wanted to touch you so bad,” he confirmed, a smile tugging at his lips. “I kept forgetting I couldn’t.”

“And you call me dumb for being horny and wanting to touch you,” you scoffed.

“You’ve made your point,” he chuckled. “Now get these things off of me. I need my hands to return the favour.”

[headintheclouds-posts]

His hands are around your waist whilst yours are snaked around his neck. Kissing Seungcheol is like those kisses you see in Hollywood movies, the type of kiss that makes you feel like you’re floating, like nothing else in the world exist but the two of you in that very moment. He always starts his kisses by slightly brushing his lips against yours, his lips are soft like petals and taste like biting into the ripest of peaches. He kisses you like you want to be kissed, like no person has ever kissed you. His tongue always fights for dominance over yours always causing your breath to hitch inside your throat. You feel like you’re not even in your own body anymore, it’s as though you have transcended into a different universe. There is so many ways to describe a kiss with this man, but also almost no words at all.

Asks are open ❤️

[ox1-lovesick]

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[fairyhaos]

how seventeen act with their s/o who's shorter than them

requested by anon : Svt and a reader shorter than them? ^_^

notes: just a reminder that i can also take requests for single member timestamps/drabbles etc!

masterlist

wonwoo, dokyeom, hansol

vv sweet. bends down to allow you to hug him better. lets you lean your head against his shoulder, or his arm, if you can't reach. even if he's sweet, he's still an annoying little shit, so sometimes he'll put things high up just so that you can shuffle towards him and mutter that you need his help. loves when you wear his sweaters, bc if they give him sweater paws then you're absolutely engulfed by them

jihoon, minghao

tbh i don't think your height rlly matters to him all that much, in the best way possible. if you complain about how no one is taking you seriously bc you're on the shorter side, he encourages you to start working out like him so that the rest of the members can't even think of making fun of your height without fearing for their life. also loves when you wear his clothes because damn why do they look better on you than when they're on him

seungcheol, jeonghan, mingyu, chan

once put all the cooking spices on the top shelves of the cupboards to see what you'd do when you needed them while making dinner. was horrified when you started clambering up the countertop, balancing on tiptoe rather precariously to see into the back of the shelf. now constantly underestimates how tall you are, putting stuff ridiculously low bc he doesn't want you to get yourself hurt, which is nice, but a little weird

joshua, junhui, hoshi, seungkwan

finds you the most adorable. dotes on you like you're something so precious. will randomly coo at you and pinch your nose affectionately bc you're just so smol. either gets kicked in the shins for that or is rewarded with a flustered smile, depending on your mood. very seriously asks you if you can't see if you're in a crowd with lots of taller people, will offer to lift you up before quickly taking it back bc he can't carry you for that long

request guidelines

[wannabelife]

MASTERLIST!

read here before you request

do not expect regular posts, i mainly write when i have inspiration / an idea in mind. here's for the fun :)

+ find all drabbles from inbox under this tag

inbox drabbles masterlist | inbox masterlist pt.ii

BANGTAN

–> kim seokjin:

nothing here yet!

–> min yoongi:

telepathy (smut)

synopsis: he's been away for way too long, you just need something to reminisce.

–> jung hoseok:

nothing here yet!

–> kim namjoon:

[8:42pm] (fluff, timestamp)

synopsis: but how it hurts, it pains, it aches, all of it... what once was boyfriend, was gone with the innocence of a boy, taken by a man. how he wishes you could come back to him.

–> park jimin:

nothing here yet!

–> kim taehyung:

find a way (smut, angst)

synopsis: if only you could find a way to get your relationship back on track. but, there's still a short-term fix for you both.

–> jeon jungkook:

jungkook kinks (smut)

synopsis: things that get him going.

SEVENTEEN

–> choi seungcheol:

fantasize (smut)

synopsis: your friend hurt his ankle in his dance class and needs you to help him to do the basic things. what you didn't know it's that you gonna need to give more than just a hand.

sad & delightful (fluff)

synopsis: coffee spilled on your shirt, high heels broke in between carbon stones, you forgot your glasses in the kitchen island, today is just one of these days that life just seems to want to humble you.

+ smut version

–> yoon jeonghan:

congrats, daddy (fluff, suggestive)

synopsis: it's father's day, and you prepared a little surprise for your boyfriend, something you've been keeping from him.

medicine (smut)

synopsis: you've been stuck with jeonghan since he hurt his ankle, but even this close, he still misses your presence.

–> hong jisoo:

look after you (fluff)

synopsis: is it really that hard to let someone else take care of you? it's ok to ask for help, he is right there for you.

–> moon junhui:

nothing here yet!

–> kwon soonyoung:

semicolon (smut)

synopsis: it is like your relationship stands in a semicolon, more to be just a comma and less than a point before something different.

hoshi kinks (smut)

synopsis: things that get him going.

–> jeon wonwoo:

boyfriend wonwoo who

synopsis: boyfriend wonwoo headcanons.

wonwoo kinks (smut)

synopsis: things that get him going.

nintendo switch (smut)

synopsis: "i want to try it out" it's what he says when you first came by his door. the game is still on full display in front of his face as he asks you to cockwarm him while he plays.

–> lee jihoon:

woozi kinks (smut)

synopsis: things that get him going.

–> lee seokmin:

nothing here yet!

–> kim mingyu:

boyfriend mingyu who

synopsis: boyfriend mingyu headcanons.

[9:23pm] (smut, timestamp)

synopsis: riding mingyu on the jacuzzi.

–> xu minghao:

nothing here yet!

–> boo seungkwan:

individual masterlist

seungkwan kinks (smut)

synopsis: things that get him going.

summer vacation – guideline (smut)

synopsis: when you and your boyfriend are getting ready for the beach trip you two booked for your summer break.

–> chwe hansol:

nothing here yet!

–> lee chan:

dreamboat (suggestive)

synopsis: it's your best friends birthday, but the present he's willing to get is nothing like you'd expect.

[heennnngggggarae]

02.35 PM

A/n : I wrote this as a side drabble for 2.45 pm which you can read here but you can also read this as a standalone!! anyw, don't forgot to reblog if you like this!!

What the fuck is going on right now? No, wait, you know exactly what is going on. You’re watching one member of the hottest group in the entertainment world act his heart out in front of the camera following the script you’ve written with blood, and tears. But that still doesn’t explain why his group member is currently sitting beside you with coffee in his hand paying attention NOT towards his member but towards you??

“You’re a really talented writer,” your eyes are probably bulging out of their socket now, and the way you whipped your head towards Seungcheol would probably beat Usain Bolt.

“Uh.. uhm thanks, I practice a lot,” Practice? What are you an athlete? 

You’d almost ran away if it wasn’t for the chuckles coming out of him. God he sounds so pretty. 

“Cute,” Now that got you blushing.

“Why are you here?” Trying to ask him something would probably distract you from the mess happening inside your head.

Seungcheol looked at you questioningly before looking back towards Dokyeom. “Can’t I just come to support my group member? Or is that not allowed?”

Oh no, he got the wrong idea.

You backtrack trying to correct yourself. “No, I mean why are you here, in the staff area, you could sit in his trailer waiting for him,”

Seungcheol hummed before answering you.

“I’m just curious”

Huh

“And also a little birdie told me that a particular writer have a little crush on me,” he said before turning back to look at your currently red face.

“Should I ask them for a date?”

[slytherinshua]

[ 6:14am ]

Your eyes flickered between staring at the ceiling and glancing over to the sleeping figure of your boyfriend. You didn’t have the heart to disturb his sleep so you stayed firmly on your side of the bed, despite the chill that wracked through your body. Your boyfriend seemed to be the opposite— warmth radiating off of him like a furnace, making his hugs sound even more inviting than they already were. 

You heard a soft groan and immediately glanced over to Joshua. He shifted slightly, eyes opening and meeting yours tiredly. “You’re so far away, baby.” He mumbled, his voice deep and hoarse from just waking up. He reached out one of his arms, warm hand clasping onto your wrist to bring you closer to him.

You shivered when you felt how cold you were compared to him and eagerly snuggled into his chest, hoping to take advantage of his body heat at last. 

“You’re warm.” You smiled, adjusting his messy bedhead so his hair wasn’t falling over his eyes. His eyelids had already fallen shut again, tiredness crashing over him in another wave now that he had you in his arms.

“You’re so cold. Did I hog all the blankets or something?” He whispered with a small frown, hoping he wasn’t the cause of your chill. 

“No… I don’t think the blankets could do a better job than you anyway.” 

“You can cuddle with me even if I’m sleeping… whenever you’re cold.” He offered, squeezing you just a bit tighter and rubbing your arm to get rid of some of the lingering goosebumps.

“You looked so peaceful, though. I didn’t want to disturb you.” You defended, earning a small whine from him.

“You know I don’t mind… I’d be more than honoured to be your personal heater.” He smiled and you laughed at his cuteness. You fell asleep again, wrapped securely in his arms and safe from the cold.

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