#ship.chanhwan

[svt-junhwan]

rebellious teenagers |

in which | junhwan and chan sneak out

characters | junhwan miller, seventeen ensemble

word count | 1.4k

circa | oh my!

It’s rare that all fourteen members of Seventeen gather to eat dinner together but after some insistence (read: a lot of bribery and guilting, mostly from Soonyoung and Jun), they all found their way to the living room of the lower floor dorm. A very noisy and chaotic laughter-filled meal ensued, loud voices filing the apartment as the boys wiped clean every dish that Mingyu made with some inexperienced but eager help from Junhwan.

Now, the boys have quieted down, sprawled out in different positions around the living room. All of their attention is on the current conversation.

“No, seriously, what’s the hardest part about being leader?” Soonyoung presses, wanting an honest answer from the eldest member.

“I don���t know, probably talking the company out of insane diets and workout plans,” Seungcheol fumbles for an answer, feeling a little pressured under all his members’ gazes.

Vernon “boo”s his response, earning laughter from the others.

“I don’t know what you all want from me, it’s really not that bad,” Seungcheol says honestly.

“Please, being a single father of thirteen cannot be that easy,” Seungkwan pushes.

“You’re right,” Chan speaks up, “And you’re the problem child.”

Seungkwan gasps in faux hurt as the others laugh.

“At least I’m cool enough to be the problem child,” Seungkwan argues, “You’re a goodie two shoes.”

“Am not!” Chan objects.

“Yeah, you kind of are,” Minghao agrees with Seungkwan.

Upon Chan’s disgruntled expression, Wonwoo pats him on the shoulder, “It’s Junhwan’s influence; don’t stress over it too much.”

That only causes Chan to shoot him a glare. Wonwoo retracts his hand.

“I’m not a goodie two shoes and neither is Junhwan, he’s just mute.”

Chan looks at Junhwan as if asking for backup, but the younger boy stays silent even as most of the others look at him as well. Chan sighs, knowing his point is just being disproven further as Junhwan attempts to hide behind Jeonghan, who coos at him.

Chan doesn’t want to be a “bad kid,” but he also doesn’t want to be a goodie two shoes, no matter how out-of-date the insult it. As the conversation piece is dropped and everyone moves on to talk about something else, a plan begins forming in Chan’s mind, one that could disprove Seungkwan’s outrageous accusation. Now he just has to get Junhwan on board.

“Hyung, I really don’t think this is a good idea,” Junhwan whispers, clinging onto Chan’s shirt.

“Dude, chill,” Chan says, prying Junhwan’s fingers off his sleeve.

Junhwan makes an unhappy noise but doesn’t protest further, relenting to just walking nervously beside Chan. Anxiety is coming off Junhwan is waves as they get further and further away from the apartment building home to Seventeen’s dorm, the dorms they just snuck out of in the middle of the night. Chan is still surprised he managed to pressure Junhwan into coming with him.

“Okay, seriously, relax,” Chan says.

“I can’t,” Junhwan whispers.

“Why are you whispering?”

“I-I don’t know,” Junhwan mumbles. “But, what if something happens?”

“Nothing going to happen,” Chan assures him.

“But-“

“And if something does happen,” Chan cuts him off, “I’m a legal adult now. And I will handle it like an adult.”

“If you’re an adult, then why did we have to sneak out of our rooms like a couple of high schoolers sneaking out for a party?”

Junhwan’s tone hadn’t been snarky; he’d asked it like a genuine question. Which is why Chan just sighs grumpily rather than snapping at him.

“Because you are a high schooler. And the second Jeonghan caught wind of you leaving the dorm he’d demand to come along or make Mingyu come with us or something and then it’d be lame.”

“Mingyu is... lame?”

“No, I just meant-“

Chan sighs again.

“I just thought it’d be fun to go out together late at night without having to worry about the other members texting us and constantly asking where we are.”

“Really? Because I’m pretty sure your initial reasoning was to prove Seungkwan wrong,” Junhwan muses.

This time, he was being snarky.

“My initial reasoning doesn’t concern you!” Chan rounds on him.

Junhwan just laughs, blocking Chan’s hands as he tries to hit him.

Junhwan taps his feet idly on the ground, humming the melody to a song he’d been working on recently. He sips his soda and looks over at where Chan is trying to climb up a slide on the playground they wound up at. Junhwan sits on a swing, a plastic bag holding the trash from the snacks he and Chan had eaten sitting on the ground beside him.

Chan gets about halfway up the slide before his foot slips and he comes sliding back down. He tries again, getting a little farther. When he slips, he grabs onto the sides of the slide and pulls himself the rest of the way up to the top. He turns and triumphantly sits at the top of the slide.

“Chan hyung,” Junhwan calls.

“Yeah?”

“Shouldn’t we head back?”

“We’ve only been out for an hour and a half.”

“I know.”

“What? Are you scared of getting in trouble?”

“Yes.”

Chan laughs, “Fine, let’s head home.”

They head back to the dorms. Chan fills the silence with talk about the new video game a friend of his got him hooked on. Junhwan’s never been a video game person; he prefers books, however lame that must be. He can, however, play a mean game of Candy Crush.

He doesn’t bore Chan by babbling on about the Jane Austen novel his mom sent him last week; she’d said something about reading good English literature even if he’s not attending school in an English-speaking country. He’s sure Chan could care less about the misadventures of Emma Woodhouse.

Junhwan gets off the elevator first and makes it back inside the dorm without making a sound. There are no lights on, just like when he left. It must be around four a.m. now; if no one woke up when he left, no one will back awake now.

He toes his shoes off and carefully begins making his way back toward his bedroom. He freezes when a light is shone at his back. He’s stuck in place for a moment, scared he’s about to be scolded to hell and back. He slowly turns around but can’t tell who is shining their phone flashlight at him.

When whoever caught him sees that he’s being blinded, they lower their phone and place it flat on the kitchen table so the light reflects off the ceiling and around the room. Junhwan realizes it’s only Seokmin eating cereal in the kitchen. They stare at each other for several long moments.

“I won’t tell if you won’t,” Seokmin whispers.

“Deal,” Junhwan agrees.

Seokmin nods and turns his phone light back off. Junhwan continues on his way back into his and Joshua’s room. Moving as slowly and carefully as possible, Junhwan barely even breathes as he changes his jeans out for shorts and climbs into bed. He lays down and tries not to shift too much as he attempts to fall asleep.

“Junhwan?” Joshua asks suddenly into the darkness of the room once Junhwan has settled back into bed.

Junhwan doesn’t show any outward reaction, but his heart rate spikes suddenly as Joshua speaks without warning.

“Yeah?” he asks shakily.

Is Joshua going to get mad at him? Is he going to tell Seungcheol or Jeonghan? Is he going to get Junhwan in trouble? Junhwan can’t handle being in trouble. What if Jeonghan gets mad at him for sneaking out? He doesn’t want Jeonghan to get mad at him. Oh no, this is so bad-

“You didn’t just get some girl pregnant, right?”

Joshua tone is serious but knowing the other American, Junhwan can tell he’s joking.

“No.”

“Used protection?”

“Oh my god,” Junhwan groans embarrassedly. “Chan and I ate chips in a park; I didn’t hook up with anybody.”

Joshua laughs at successfully getting Junhwan flustered, “Dude, I know. You’re too much of a good kid to actually do anything bad.”

“So you won’t tell Jeonghan?” Junhwan asks carefully.

“Nah,” Joshua dismisses his worry and Junhwan breathes a sigh of relief. “I’ll let eating chips in a park at three in the morning slide. Though I can’t promise Seungkwan will also be sworn to secrecy after Chan tells him how you two snuck out tonight.”

[svt-junhwan]

confetti pancakes |

in which | junhwan’s members celebrate his twentieth birthday

characters | junhwan miller, seventeen ensemble

word count | 0.6k

circa | december 8, 2020

“Okay, birthday pancakes are officially done,” Mingyu announces.

Jihoon trails after Mingyu from the kitchen and is the last to sit down in the living room with the rest of the gathered members. It’s around ten in the morning, not terribly early but a previously busy day at the MAMA awards and an earlier start for the self titled chef members leaves many of them more than a little dazed and sleepy.

Minghao takes the final plate stacked high with pancakes from Jihoon and sets it on the coffee table as the other boys sits. Little multicolored sprinkles have melted into the flat cakes, adding some festive color to the otherwise simple food.

Seungcheol reaches out towards Junhwan, “Plate.”

Junhwan hand his leader his plate. Seungcheol and Jeonghan work together to stack a few pancakes onto it and frost them with a bit of icing. The procedure of sticking twenty birthday candles into the top pancake on the stack doesn’t go entirely smoothly, but eventually they’re all stuck in place with some assistance from a bit of frosting. His plate is placed back in front of him. Vernon and Jun start lighting all the candles.

When the homesickness was really catching up to Junhwan in 2013, Joshua reached out to Junhwan’s mom to ask for advice on how to make her son’s birthday feel normal. She’d given Joshua the recipe for the made-from-scratch confetti pancakes she’d made for him every year on his birthday.

Ever since then, all the members have made sure to eat breakfast on Junhwan’s birthday together, even if it means getting up at four a.m. to cook them before heading to an awards show in another country. The number of candles has increased every year and his members have never once failed to eat breakfast with him on his birthday.

“Okay, start singing before we burn the apartment down,” Wonwoo says when Vernon and Jun have finished.

Chan drapes himself over Junhwan’s shoulders and the members all quickly enter a chorus of “happy birthday.”

Every year, as the eighth day of December starts at different times around the world, it’s like armies of people come together to celebrate Junhwan. There are thousands upon thousands of posts on every media platform imaginable, wishing him a happy day and a successful year. And every year without fail, Junhwan questions if he is worthy of it all.

How different is he really from anyone else? He is lacking in so many aspects even if he excels in some others. But everyone has their faults, some people are just famous singers with legions of fans willing to look past his disappointing traits. He supposes the root cause of his doubt is that persistent part of him that doesn’t deem himself worthy of any of the love he receives.

Seokmin laughs loudly as Soonyoung jumps several octaves in the final lyric of the song, effectively pulling Junhwan out of his thoughts. He looks around at his members as they hold out a very loud and out of tune final note. Yeah, he’s not worthy of the love he’s been given by these thirteen men for the years he’s known them, but he can appreciate it while he has it.

“Come on, birthday boy,” Seungkwan pokes Junhwan’s leg, redirecting his attention back to the flaming stack of pancakes.

He wishes to stay like this for as long as he can; he blows his candles out.

[svt-junhwan]

chan: we’re sorry

seungcheol: no you’re not

junhwan: we didn’t know what we were doing!

jeonghan: now that part we believe

[svt-junhwan]

chan: i’m invoking the “no judgements” clause of our friendship

junhwan: ... what have you done?

[svt-junhwan]

junhwan’s masterlist |

latest // jan 21 | virtual fansign // more hugs // ask game

JUNHWAN ADAM MILLER (Kor. name: Kim Joon-Hwan (Hangul: 김준환), mononymously known as JUNHWAN, is a Korean-American singer, model songwriter, and producer under Pledis Entertainment. He is best known as a member of K-pop boy group Seventeen, wherein his official positions are main vocalist, visual, producer, and maknae.

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about | profile // in context

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demon/squish thread

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