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The moment he decided he was going to propose - Vocal unit (SVT)

Hello! Sorry for the long wait :( This was finished last week but I’ve been having problems with tumblr since the start of december, but now everything seems to be good! So here you goo~

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Jeonghan: You ang Jeonghan were over at Seungcheol's house to have dinner. His wife, who was a very good friend of you, were about five months pregnant and you knew that she had been lacking some female company (due to Seungcheol's overprotectiveness of not letting her walk around alone) so you had planned this dinner to hang out.

The two of you were in the kitchen, you were walking around and collecting ingredients for the dessert you two were making, while sc/gf/n were chopping up some apples. Jeonghan and Seungcheol was setting the table, even if Seungcheol was very distracted; throwing glances at his wife.

"You that worried?", Jeonghan teased and Seungcheol let out a breathy laugh.

"No, it's just…", he smiled and looked up at Jeonghan. "You'll understand when you get your own pregnant wife", he teased back and Jeonghan laughed.

"And what are the two of you talking about?", sc/gf/n came up to them and Seungcheol smiled and placed a hand on her back.

"You", Seungcheol smiled and she rolled her eyes.

"Is he being overly worried again?", Jeonghan nodded and threw a teasing smile in Seungcheol's direction. She sighed and softly shoved her husband.

"Go and help y/n, I have to sit down for a few seconds. My feet hurts", she groaned and sat down on one of the chairs.

"Sure, take it easy", he said and moved over to the kitchen to help you out.

"So, Jeonghan", sc/gf/n tone made it known that she wanted to talk about more than just dessert. "Since you and Seungcheol was on the subject of wives…", he laughed when he realized where she was going with this. "When are you going to propose to my dear friend?", she fluttered her eyelashes and Jeonghan sat down on a chair next to her.

"We… haven't really talked about it much, except from the fact that we both want to get married", sc/gf/n sighed ad his response and leaned closer.

"Well… I think you should start thinking about it", she smiled and Jeonghan did start to think about it, and soon a plan was made for how to get a ring on your finger.

Joshua: It was in the middle of the summer, and the band had a break so the two of you had decided to go to LA to visit your families.

Both families was at your parents house, you were standing with the dads, trying to convince them to sit down and relax, mostly because you didn't trust your dad around meat (he burned them into a crisp), while Joshua was in the kitchen, talking to your moms; washing and peeling vegetables. He was holding up a small talk with them while throwing gazes at you, smiling when he heard your laugh and how you bickered with your dad, trying to softly shove him away from the grill.

"You worried about the meat?", your mom teased and he cleared his throat and smiled at her.

"Sadly, y/n didn't inherit your cooking skill", she laughed and petted him on the shoulder.

"Always the charmer", she laughed and continued chopping.

"I speak nothing but the truth", his mom laughed and walked over to him.

"He's just trying to be on good foot with his future in-laws", she stroked him over the head. "Good boy", both moms laughed and Joshua shook his head, trying to keep the heat away from his cheeks.

"When we're on the subject…", your mom stepped closer and threw an glance at you, like to make sure you weren't watching. "Have the two of you started to think about marriage?", and now the heat he had tried to push down, reached the tip of his ears.

"Yeah, how long have you two been dating now? Isn't it time?", his mom said and he tilted his head.

"Maybe it is, I mean… I knew we eventually would get married, we just haven't been in a rush", he smiled and placed the knife on the cutting board.

The two of you had been together for a bit longer than two years, and there was no one else he could imagine spending his life with. He looked over at you, noticing your gaze was already on him. You raised an eyebrow and gave him a soft smile, like asking if he was okay. He smiled back and gave you a slight nod, which made you turn back to your dads to finally get them to sit down and take a break.

"Here", he turned he gaze back and notice your mom pulling out a ring from her front pocked, he threw a single glance at his own mom and knew that the two of them had planned this.

"This is y/n grandmas' ring, she has always said she wanted this ring, even since she was little.", he took the ring and your mom smiled. "I'm really glad that you're with y/n."

He smiled and she slightly stroked him over the head, just like his own mom would often do.

"Looks like we'll have a wedding to plan soon", his mom said and they laughed together before turning back to the food.

He glanced over at you, laughing and finally alone in front of the grill while your dads were sitting down in the chairs next to you. He smiled, thinking that he was so extremely lucky to have you, and he couldn't wait to get this ring on your finger.

Woozi: Basically everything you and Jihoon did wasn't in a rush. You liked the way things were and marriage wasn't something neither you or Jihoon was prioritizing right now. But it was a pretty simple thing that made Jihoon change his mind.

He was one of the last one left after practice, only Hoshi and Seungcheol was left besides himself. The three of them where sitting on the floor, packing up their things to get ready to leave, when Jihoon's phone beeped. He picked it up and smiled a little when he saw that it was a text from you, saying that you had landed safely in Norway and were going to take an hour long nap before going to your meeting.

"Is that y/n?", he lifted his head to see Hoshi looking down at him.

"Yeah, she just landed in Norway."

"There for work?", Seungcheol asked and Jihoon nodded.

"Missing her already?", Seungcheol teased and lightly tapped Jihoon with his foot. Jihoon rolled his eyes.

"I get the feeling, h/gf/n has been on tour the last month", he leaned back against the wall and Jihoon turned to Seungcheol.

"What about sc/gf/n? How is she doing these days?", Seungcheol smiled at the mentioning of his wife.

"Great, she has been a trooper with sc/b/n. (a/n: Seungcheol's baby's name) ", and as he was speaking his own phone beeped and he picked it up, a smile immediately spreading across his lips.

"When you speak of the devil", Hoshi teased and Seungcheol stood up and smiled at the other two.

"Maybe you should marry them. Might help with the missing part", he teased and Hoshi groaned loud as Seungcheol walked away.

"I tried! And it didn't work!", he yelled as he walked after Seungcheol.

And it got Jihoon to start thinking. Not about the missing you, he was certain he would miss you as much as he did now even if you were his wife, but about marriage. It would be nice to come home to you calling him husband.

Dokyeom: Seokmin was the type of guy to fake propose to you. Like he often did a dramatic skit where he pretended to take out a ring and held a sobbing speech in which he declared his love for you, but instead of actually proposing to you he would instead ask something like: could you pass me the salt? By now you were pretty used to his jokes and would often play with his dramatics and fake a sob as you said yes and passed him the salt.

This time was no different than the others, with the exception that this time you were out in public.

It was in spring, the snow just starting to melt but the cold air still biting into your skin when stepping outside, but you had the brilliant idea to go out and get ice cream. Seokmin had decided against getting some for himself, but had happily followed you. And now the two of you were happily waling side by side, you with your ice cream and Seokmin next to you.

"y/n?", he asked and you hummed.

"Yes, Seokmin?", you smiled knowing what his question was going to be.

"Can I have a taste?", he batted his eyelashes at you. His lower face was covered by a scarf but you knew that he was pouting.

"No", you teased him and gave him a smile, letting him know that you were only joking. He pulled down the scarf a bit and showed you a big smile as he got down on one knee in front of you.

"Here we go", you laughed and he cleared his throat.

"y/n, the love of my life and existents of my soul.", you smiled and let him take your hand. "'There is not a single day that goes by that my love for you doesn't grow stronger", people around you started to stop and stare, and unlike Seokmin: you noticed that.

"Seokmin…" you whispered trying to discreetly pull on his hand.

"… and we've been together for almost three years now and I think it's finally time to ask you", he took a deep breath.

"OMG! Is he proposing?", the few people around you started to whisper.

"… Do you want to share your ice cream with me?", the people around the two of you grew silent and you held back a sigh, you couldn't let him get embarrassed all by himself. You led out a fake sob and nodded.

"Yes! Yes, I do!", he stood up and you sobbed dramatically as he hugged you, before the two of you busted into laughed and you handed him the ice cream. The people that had stopped to stare quickly walked away and mumbled something about the two of you being childish. You smiled up at Seokmin as the two of you started to walk again.

"Seokmin, I love you, but next time you go down on one knee in front of me: make sure it is to ask the right question", you smiled and took his hand. He smiled at you and squeezed your hand.

"I will"

Seungkwan: Seungkwan had known for a while that he wanted to marry you, but he just needed that one sign from you that said that you were ready.

The two of you were looking at houses. You had been to a dozen places over the past two months but nothing had felt just right, at least not until you stepped into that house.

The real-estate agent showed you around the house, but Seungkwan already knew that this house was the one. He had seen the look on your face when the door opened before you and how you almost skipped when taking a tour of the house.

When the tour ended, your real-estate agent excused himself to make a call and to let you two get a feel of the house.

"Seungkwan~", you were almost singing his name as you danced around in the kitchen, opening drawers and doors.

"So you like it?", he asked and you giggled and nodded.

"Yes! So much! Can't you just imagine? Summer nights when we can have the guys over and just hanging out on the patio, or hosting movie nights in the living room!", he laughed as you moved around the kitchen island. "Or you coming home late from a practice and I'm cooking and say something cheesy like 'Welcome home, husband' and then…-", but he stopped listening to your ranting after that.

Husband. You didn't even think much about the word or even realized that you had said it, but that simple word meant the world to Seungkwan. You were ready, you were think about this just as much and he did and a smile spread on his lips.

"Lets' buy it", he interrupted your rant. You stopped and looked over at him with big eyes and a smile growing on your face.

"Really? You like it too?", he nodded.

"I love it", you squealed at his words and ran over to hug him. He pressed you against his chest and the two of you rocked from side to side where you were standing.

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─ • CSC .ᐟ Aisles of Affection

› content ┆ idol scoups x fem reader, established relationship, jealousy, fluff ✎ word-count .ᐟ 2.2k. ⌁ summary ┆ After a hectic week, Seungcheol and you decide to go on a grocery shopping date. As you stroll through the aisles, picking out ingredients for a cozy dinner, an encounter with a supermarket worker triggers a wave of jealousy in Seungcheol.

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It had been one of those relentlessly exhausting weeks—the kind that stretched like a rubber band pulled too tight, ready to snap at any moment. Between work deadlines, classes, and running errands, you and Seungcheol had barely seen each other. So when Friday evening finally rolled around, you decided to do something simple yet meaningful: spend the evening together, just the two of you. A casual date at the supermarket to pick out ingredients for a cozy dinner sounded perfect. You didn’t need anything fancy to enjoy each other's company; just a quiet evening to unwind.

As you made your way to the nearby supermarket, Seungcheol grabbed a cart, pushing it alongside you with his strong, sure hands. You walked in hand-in-hand, his grip warm and firm as he led you to grab the cart. There was something so comforting about its simplicity. You didn’t need extravagant dates when the best part of the day was always being with him. His presence was steady and comforting, like an anchor in the middle of a storm. Even something as mundane as grocery shopping felt special with him by your side.

“Should we start with vegetables or fruit?” he asked, his voice warm and casual, his eyes scanning the signs hanging above the aisles.

“Fruit,” you replied without hesitation. “I’m in the mood for something sweet.”

He smirked, giving you a teasing look. “You’re always in the mood for something sweet.”

You laughed, nudging him playfully with your elbow. “Can you blame me? Life’s better with dessert.”

His smile widened at that, the corners of his eyes crinkling in that way you loved. “Alright, fruit it is then.”

As you made your way to the produce section, you noticed Seungcheol looking over at you every now and then, his gaze soft and thoughtful. It was the little things like that—those quiet moments of tenderness—that reminded you just how much he cared. He wasn’t always the type to say it out loud, but his actions spoke volumes. The way he gently guided you through crowds, how he’d grab things off the highest shelves without you asking, or how he’d always make sure your favorite snacks made it into the cart.

Seungcheol was the type of boyfriend who always paid attention to the little things. He knew you loved cherries, so of course, he steered the cart straight to the fruit section. He began scanning the shelves with his sharp eyes, intent on picking the best ones for you. It didn’t take long to reach the rows of colorful fruit. Your eyes immediately went to the cherries, plump and bright red under the fluorescent lights. You reached out to grab a pack, but Seungcheol beat you to it, picking it up and examining it with a critical eye.

“They don’t look that fresh,” he said, frowning as he held the pack closer for inspection. “Let me see if there are better ones.”

You chuckled softly, amused by how seriously he took even the smallest details. “Seungcheol, they’re just cherries. I’m sure they’re fine.”

He didn’t look convinced. “No way, I’m getting you the best ones.” His gaze flicked to a nearby worker stocking the fruit section, a young guy with a friendly smile who seemed happy to help.

And that’s when things started to shift.

The worker noticed Seungcheol’s approach and walked over. His name tag read *Minho* in neat black lettering. He glanced between you two before stepping closer, offering a polite nod. “Hey, can I help you with anything?” he asked, his tone overly friendly as he glanced in your direction, giving you a smile that lingered just a bit too long.

And that’s when you felt the subtle shift.

Seungcheol, who had been calm and easygoing just moments ago, suddenly straightened, his grip tightening ever so slightly on the cherry pack. His jaw set a little firmer, and his eyebrows narrowed just a fraction, barely noticeable, but enough for you to catch it. You sensed the subtle shift in his mood, like a storm cloud gathering on the horizon. Was he... jealous?

“We were just looking for the freshest cherries,” Seungcheol said, his voice polite but a little sharper than usual. “These ones don’t seem great.”

Minho looked at you again, clearly unaware of the silent territorial tension now simmering between you and Seungcheol, smiled, and nodded. “Oh, those are great, but if you want the best ones, we’ve got a new batch in the back. I can go grab them for you if you’d like.” He flashed you another grin before glancing at Seungcheol, who was glaring at him.

You noticed then that Minho’s gaze lingered on you a little longer than it should have, the kind of glance that seemed more friendly than professional. It wasn’t inappropriate by any means, but it was enough to catch Seungcheol’s attention. His hand found its way to your waist, pulling you closer to him, his fingers curling possessively on your skin. His grip was gentle, but there was a clear message behind it.

“No need,” Seungcheol replied quickly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “We’ll take these.”

You could feel the simmering frustration rolling off him in waves, though he tried to keep his expression neutral. Minho blinked, clearly catching on to the underlying tension but still oblivious to its cause. “Alright, well, if you need anything else, just let me know,” he said, shooting you one last smile before walking off to help another customer.

As soon as Minho was out of earshot, Seungcheol exhaled slowly, his shoulders still tense. You couldn’t help but notice the way his fingers tightened on your waist, his face drawn into a tight line. He didn’t say anything as you continued down the aisles, but you knew him well enough to understand what was going on. Your usually confident and calm boyfriend was feeling... jealous.

The thought of it almost made you laugh. Choi Seungcheol, leader of Seventeen, who could command attention with just a look, was jealous over a random supermarket worker? It was adorable, really.

You leaned closer to him as you walked past the dairy section, nudging him gently. “You okay, Cheol?” you asked, trying to keep your voice light.

He didn’t look at you at first, his lips pressed into a thin line. “I’m fine,” he muttered, though the tone of his voice said otherwise.

But he wasn’t fine, and you knew it. You could see the way his jaw was clenched, the way his eyes flicked toward where Minho had gone as if to make sure the guy wasn’t still looking at you. It would have been endearing if it wasn’t so out of character for him.

“You sure? Because you’ve been acting a little... off since the fruit section,” you teased, raising an eyebrow.

Seungcheol sighed, running a hand through his dark hair as he leaned against the cart, his eyes searching yours. There was something vulnerable in his gaze that made your heart squeeze a little. “It’s nothing,” he muttered, though you could tell he was struggling to brush it off. After a moment, he turned to you, his eyes meeting yours with a mix of frustration and vulnerability. “It’s just—did you see the way that guy was looking at you?” he asked, his voice low, almost frustrated.

You blinked, genuinely surprised. “Minho?”

“Yeah, him, Minho,” Seungcheol said, his brow furrowing, nearly spitting out the name like it left a bitter taste in his mouth. “He was practically undressing you with his eyes.”

You tried to hold back a laugh, but the seriousness in Seungcheol's expression made it impossible. You let out a soft chuckle, reaching up to cup his cheek. “Cheol, he was just being friendly. I doubt he even thought about me like that.”

But Seungcheol wasn’t having it. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, “Well, I noticed. And I didn’t like it.”

There was a pause as you took in his words, your heart fluttering at the possessiveness in his tone. He wasn’t usually this direct about his feelings, but when he was, it always caught you off guard. You smiled up at him, running your fingers through his dark hair, trying to soothe his worries. Choi Seungcheol—your confident, cool-headed boyfriend—was feeling jealous because of a brief interaction with a random supermarket worker. It was kind of adorable, really.

You leaned up on your tiptoes to press a soft kiss to his cheek, your fingers grazing his jawline. “You don’t have to worry about anyone else, Cheol,” you murmured against his skin. “I’m yours, remember? I always have been.”

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you close in a protective embrace. “I know...,” he whispered, his tense expression softening just a bit, but the jealousy still lingered in his eyes. “I just hate the idea of someone else thinking they have a chance with you.”

You leaned up on your tiptoes, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, feeling the tension in his body slowly melt away as he kissed you back. His arms tightened around you, anchoring you in place as if he needed to remind himself that you were still there, still his.

You rested your head against his chest, listening to the steady

 beat of his heart as you stood there, cocooned in your own little world amidst the bustle of the supermarket. No one could ever compare to him, and you hoped he knew that. “You’re the only one for me,” you reassured him softly.

Seungcheol was quiet for a moment, his hand gently rubbing circles on your back. When he finally spoke, his voice was softer, the edge of frustration melting away. “I know. I guess I just get... protective sometimes.”

You smiled, tilting your head up to look at him. “Sometimes? Mmmh… You’re always protective.”

Seungcheol chuckled at that, his mood finally lightening. He gave you a sidelong glance, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “Can you blame me? Well, you’re worth protecting.”

As you finished up your shopping and headed to the checkout, the earlier tension seemed like a distant memory. Seungcheol was back to his usual self, joking with you as you debated which snacks to buy. And when you passed by Minho one last time, you couldn’t help but notice the way Seungcheol shot him a quick, pointed look, as if to silently say, *She’s mine.*

And honestly? You kind of loved it.

That night, as you cooked dinner together in the warmth of your small apartment, the earlier jealousy seemed almost silly. But deep down, you knew it meant something more. Seungcheol loved you fiercely, protectively, in a way that made you feel safe and cherished. And even if it meant dealing with the occasional amount of jealousy, you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Because at the end of the day, you knew one thing for sure: Choi Seungcheol was your boyfriend, and no one—not even a flirty supermarket worker—could ever change that.

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Later that evening, after you had returned to your apartment and started cooking together, sneakily eating cherries at times while still thinking back to the supermarket, Seungcheol stood beside you, focused on chopping vegetables while you stirred the pot on the stove. The warmth of the kitchen, the quiet clinking of utensils, and the soft hum of your shared space felt like a balm to the stress of the week.

“So,” you said casually, breaking the comfortable silence. “About earlier…”

Seungcheol glanced at you, a sheepish smile tugging at his lips. “You’re not going to let it go, are you?”

You grinned, shaking your head. “Nope. I just think it’s cute that you got jealous over a supermarket worker.”

He groaned, running a hand over his face as if to hide his embarrassment. “I wasn’t jealous—I was just… being cautious.”

“Sure thing, darling,” you teased, stepping closer to him. “Whatever you say.”

He sighed dramatically, setting the knife down before turning to face you. “Fine, maybe I was a little jealous. But can you blame me? You’re the most amazing person in the world, and I don’t want anyone else thinking they have a shot with you.”

You felt a surge of affection as you reached up to cup his cheek, your thumb brushing gently against his skin. “You have nothing to worry about, Seungcheol. I’m all yours, forever.”

His eyes softened at your words, and he leaned down to capture your lips in a soft, lingering kiss. When you pulled apart, he rested his forehead against yours, his breath warm against your skin. “I love you,” he whispered, the sincerity in his voice making your heart swell.

“I love you too,” you whispered back.

In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of the kitchen and the comforting presence of the man you loved, you knew one thing for certain: no matter what, no one could ever come between you.

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yes i had to make it about cherries out of every fruits available... i might just be obsessed thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed! don't forget to like, reblog, comment ^^

❀ a/n┆I've been writing a longer fic.. I've no idea if it will ever come to life so I do have a shorter and modified version coming at some point

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I Hear An Angel part I (Wonwoo x Reader)

Angel!Wonwoo

Pairing: Wonwoo x Reader, slight Joshua x Reader

Genre: Romance, Angst, Supernatural AU

Disclaimers: mentions of violence, cough joshua saying damn, wonwoo living up to his cold guy persona

Word Count: 3,099

- Part 2  - Part 3

- Seungcheol’s story

A/N: This is kind of like the second part of the one I wrote for Seungcheol! This focuses more on Wonwoo’s story, but it’ll also connect to the first one I wrote. I’ll add in the link to Seungcheol story so you guys can check it out since it’ll make more sense before you read Wonwoo’s! I hope you enjoy it!! Credits go to the rightful owners! I do not own any gifs, pictures or lyrics.

Short Summary:

Wonwoo didn’t use to hate humans.

He actually adored them for the longest time - they were interesting to him.

But when another angel came to heaven, Wonwoo fell in love with her and forgot all about his love for humans.

Once she left heaven and gave up her wings to be with a human boy, Wonwoo’s sadness and anger turned into hatred.

You were born special.

At first they were just weird voices dipped in static throughout your ears, but the older you got the clearer those voices became.

When you were little, someone told you that you had the ability to hear angels, which was ridiculous at first until you had a conversation with one.

You grew up thinking he was your guardian angel, until one day you just stopped hearing his voice.

Bad things started happening to you and you’d call for him for help, but he never answered.

 You sniffed, wiping the tears of anger and frustration from your eyes as you sat in the back of the church. You didn’t know how long you were there for, you remembered stumbling in through those doors and then sitting down for the longest time. People gave you odd looks, but you didn’t pay any attention to them. The priest left you alone because he knew that he wouldn’t be much help if he involved himself.

 The blood on your knuckles were dry but because you kept tightening your fists and digging your nails into your palms, the scabs kept opening up and bleeding again. Your hair was heavy with rain water and there was literally a puddle beneath you. Your clothes were a weight on you and your skin was cold from the wind that blew from under the crack of the doors. Every time someone opened those doors, you’d get hit by the strong wind and your body would shiver.

 Something warm was wrapped around your shoulders, making you look up from your lap. The priest’s son was your only form of comfort when you had no one to go to. He understood everything you were going through, because he experienced them too. Jisoo was the reason why you still kept holding onto the miserable life you lived after your parents were taken from you at a young age.

 He took a seat beside you without saying a word and wrapped an arm around you, pulling your shivering body into his chest. Jisoo rested his chin on top of your head and closed his eyes while you sobbed into his chest. His other hand was placed on top of yours, untightening it and just holding it gently in his.

 “We’re getting farther apart

Then I just need to catch you

So you won’t get far

That should be enough.”

 Jisoo’s voice soothed you down, making the strong waves of pain and hopelessness less intense.

 “I know, I know

 It’s not as easy as it sounds.

 But after time passes, will I be able to forget everything?

 If you look back, I’ll listen to this song.”

 “Please don't ever leave me, Jisoo…” You whispered softly, feeling your body calm down and relax in his embrace. The last few tears slid down your cheeks as your consciousness started to drift off to the warmth of his body.

 “I know… I won’t.” Jisoo hummed and slid an arm under your legs, lifting you off the bench and carrying you upstairs where his room was.

 “Jisoo,” his dad called out to him and he stopped before turning around. There was a grim expression on the priest’s face as he approached his son. “I think an angel is here. I found this outside the door earlier.”

 The priest handed Jisoo a silky, white feather and Jisoo held it in his hand before nodding.

 “I’ll take care of it.”

 Wonwoo slammed his hands on his study table angrily before shoving all the paperwork he was working on to the ground. He let out a scream of frustrated and leaned forward onto the table, his palms pressed against the surface. A burning mark had appeared around his neck and the longer it was there, the more his strength to fight the summoning weakened - it was like a leash on a dog, the more they pulled, the tighter the collar was.

 Someone was forcing him to be summoned to Earth.

 He didn’t know who though, but there was only one person he could think of that would do something like that.

 “Damn it… Just because I don't want to go do your stupid missions, you’re going to treat me like an animal and make me?” Wonwoo’s eyes darkened in rage as he stared out the window in front of him. In the far distance, he could see a palace rested upon clouds homed to the almighty being himself. “Tch… this is insane. I have more things to do than show some stupid human the way to heaven.”

 Wonwoo grabbed his dagger from the drawer of the table and slid it into the sheath that was hidden in his work boots. He grabbed his coat and scribe book before heading out of the shed he worked in. At this point, it was more like the spell was pulling him towards the portal than his own two feet. The angel stopped in front of the portal to Earth and hesitated.

 Memories started to flood back into his head as he thought about the world of the humans on the other side. The last time he went near the portal was when he watched the woman he loved give up her wings and fall from heaven to be with the human boy she fell in love with.

 The mark around his neck tightened and Wonwoo let out a cough before trying to catch his breath. He pushed back the memories of her into the back of his brain and inhaled before stepping through the portal. As soon as he landed on Earth, Wonwoo immediately regretted it.

 He stared up at the huge white church in front of him and looked down at his hand to see rain drops falling into it. The angel stepped over a puddle and approached the front door, raising his hand to knock on the door.

 Wonwoo stopped when he heard a familiar voice in his head.

 “I was starting to think it didn’t work.”

 His eyes darkened and he turned to see a familiar angel standing a couple feet away from him with his hands stuffed in his pockets. Wonwoo unknowingly brought out his wings and within a heartbeat, pinned the other angel to the nearest tree.

 “Damn it… What is it with you guys and pinning me to trees?” The angel grunted in pain. “Nice to see you too, Wonwoo.”

 “It was YOU that brought me here, Kim Mingyu?!” Wonwoo yelled in anger.

 “Technically,” Mingyu raised his hands up in defense with a frown. “-it wasn’t me… It was Jisoo! I asked him to.”

 “Why?!”

 “Because...Seungcheol is gone.”

 Wonwoo’s eyes widened and his grip on Mingyu’s collar loosened, releasing the ex-angel roughly.

 “What nonsense are you saying…?”

 “Seungcheol’s dead,” Mingyu muttered, fixing the front of his shirt. “-he gave up his life to save his human’s. His soul is in limbo and I’m going to bring him back.”

 “What?! Have you gone crazy?! Angels can’t be revived!”

 “No, but humans can,” the fallen angel sighed. “-I read somewhere that we can make Seungcheol human again, but I don't remember. That’s why I summoned you here. You’re the scribe, you know everything in heaven. You’re going to find out about this spell and Jisoo is going to bring Seungcheol back.”

 “There’s only one flaw in your stupid plan, Mingyu,” Wonwoo glared at him. “-how the hell are you going to going to bring Seungcheol soul back from limbo, a place that can’t be opened without a special soul?”

 “We’ll find another one! There has to be another one somewhere out there. Come on, Wonwoo. Do it for Seungcheol. He’s our leader.”

 “No, that’s where you’re wrong,” Wonwoo turned to leave. “-don't group us with you, Mingyu. You’re no longer a part of us. You left us for a human and became a fallen. I don't associate myself with killers.”

 “Wonwoo! Damn it!”

 Mingyu watched as the angel disappeared and let out a sigh of frustration.

 “Jisoo…?” You groaned softly, slowly sitting up from his bed. You had been changed into a clean set of clothes and there was medicine and water on the nightstand beside the bed. You picked up the piece of paper with a note written on it.

 Take two of the pills with water to lower your fever. Don't leave this room until I get back. Try not to get out of bed a lot and just rest.  - Love Jisoo.

 After taking the medicine and chugging down a whole glass cup of water, you sat against the headboard of the bed, just staring at the window on the other side of the wall in front of you. It was still gloomy outside, but the rain had stopped. You started to remember what happened that day.

 You were wrapping up at the flower shop for the day when you were attacked by fallen angels. They hated the fact that you could hear them talking and that you were on the good side - in the beginning, they wanted to use you, but you had protectors that looked after you so it was hard to get you. So instead of just kidnapping you, they decided that taking you out was the best idea.

 Jisoo’s best friends, Jeonghan and Hansol, were watching you from afar when they noticed the fallen angels. You got involved in the fight and had no other choice but fight back - there were too many of them and Jeonghan and Hansol didn’t have enough manpower. After the fallens decided to retreat, you took them to see Jihoon to get their wounds bandaged up before going to the church to bury yourself in self-blame again.

 “Damn it. I need to get this mark off. Damn it, stupid Mingyu!”

 You blinked in confusion when you heard a familiar angel voice in your head amongst the other voices you learned to block out and filter.

 What kind of angel curses?

 “What the- who said that?”

 Your eyes widened and you froze up.

 I’m the human with the holy ears? You know, I can hear angel voices?

 “Where are you?”

 I don't know if you’re a regular angel or a fallen, so I can’t tell you that. What’s your name?

 “I’m not one of those dirty murderers, okay?” The angel was very sassy and rude, so you were confused as to if he was telling the truth or not.

 I don't know… You don't sound like an ordinary angel…

“Oh my fu- ugh, I’m not a fallen! I’m just a regular angel. My name is Wonwoo. I’m a scribe from heaven.”

 Won...woo? As in my guardian angel that just disappeared from my life and never replied to me, Wonwoo?

“Uh, I can assume you, kid, I don't know what the hell you’re talking about.”

 Stop cursing… Anyways, when I was younger, the first angel I ever talked to was an angel named Wonwoo… He loved reading books and asking me questions about human life… Unless there is another Wonwoo in heaven, I think you might be him.

“... There’s no other Wonwoo besides me… Wait, if what you’re saying is true, then-”

 Wonwoo went quiet.

 Wonwoo? Hello? Are you going to ignore me again like you have the past thirteen years?

 “Look out the window.”

 You swung your legs over the bed and hesitated before walking over to the window. Your eyes widened when you saw a very drenched angel standing below your window. It had started raining again, but even harder than before. He was looking up at you with wide eyes as well in shock.

 “...You’re that little human kid from thirteen years ago…? The one who wanted to be an angel when she grew up.”

 Your heart skipped a beat and you nodded.

 That...was me.

 Wonwoo couldn’t believe his eyes.

 The young woman he was looking up at was the little girl he became friends with over a decade ago. He had completely forgotten about her these years and now it all hit him at once. This little girl, or young woman, was the reason why he became a scribe in the first place - she introduced him to the love of books, literature and knowledge.

 You were the first human he officially fell in love with (not romantically of course since you were still a kid).

 Come inside. You’ll catch a cold, Wonwoo.

 “Idiot. Angels don't catch colds,” Wonwoo murmured softly before using his angel powers to teleport into the room she was in.

Maybe it was the fact that he was an angel that made you falter whenever he was standing in front of you.

 Maybe it was how incredibly handsome he was that made your heart race twice as fast.

 Wonwoo was truly an angel, both literally and metaphorically.

 “You...are a lot more beautiful than I imagined…” You blushed shyly, smiling at Wonwoo who was taken aback at the sudden compliment.

 “What you’re seeing is just a glamour… I don't usually look like this,” Wonwoo lied - how was he supposed to reply to this? He had never had someone compliment him before.

 “Lies. I’ve met angels before and that’s their real form,” you giggled when his cheeks turned red in embarrassment. “-I never thought I’d talk to you, nonetheless, see you again… W-Why are you here?”

 “I’m in a little predicament, you see,” Wonwoo pointed at the crimson mark around his neck, and you let out a soft ‘oh’, knowing exactly what it was. Jisoo taught you a lot about spells and the summoning spell was one of the ones that were restricted for you. “-I was brought here by force and I’m not supposed to be here.”

 “Who did that?”

 “Some fallen angel name Mingyu had a healer cast this stupid spell.”

 Hearing Mingyu’s name, you frowned - yes, you knew about him, but you preferred not to be near him or associated with him. Whenever he saw you, he’d always try to hit on you. He and Jisoo weren’t friends, but at the same time they were too close to be acquaintances.

 “Why?”

 “It’s a business only for adults, kid,” Wonwoo frowned. “-anyways, I just need to get this thing off and I’ll be out of your hair.”

 “Hold on, just how old do you think I am?” You crossed your arms in slight annoyance - you didn’t remember your guardian angel being this rude.

 “Compared to me, you’re still a baby in angel years.”

 “Well, we’re on Earth now, dumbbutt and I’m twenty-three for your information. I’m not a kid! If you tell me what is going on, I’ll tell you how to get the mark off.”

 “What…? You know how?!” The angel turned to you in surprise.

 “Yeah, I can cast spells to you know,” You huffed. “-the healer who casted that spell on you is most likely Jisoo and I learned from Jisoo. But I’m not going to take it off until you tell me what Mingyu is up to and why he is dragging Jisoo into his mess.”

 “Geez, do you have some sort of attraction to Jisoo or something? You keep saying his name and mentioning him,” Wonwoo scowled before sighing. “-fine, I’ll tell you. But you have to keep your promise.”

 “I didn’t make a promise though.”

 “Then make one! Say you’ll promise me you’ll free me!” The angel was losing his patience with you real quick - that was an added reason onto his list of ‘why I hate humans’. Humans were slow and they were very cunning.

 “I don't know… I kind of like having you here now after thirteen years.” You grinned playfully before being tackled onto the bed by an angry Wonwoo. He glared down at you, hoping to intimidate and scare you into doing what he said, but literally, all you felt were warm butterflies and embarrassment at the position you two were in.

 “If I were you, I would take this seriously,” Wonwoo’s voice was low as his gaze was glued onto yours. “-I’m not some pet you can just keep, Y/N. I’m an angel and I don't belong here.”

 “You’re damn right you don't belong here!” A voice yelled.

Both of you turned your head to see a very angry Jisoo standing at the door way, his eyes glaring at Wonwoo.

 “Get. Off. Of. Her. Now.”

 “You must be the healer who did this to me,” Wonwoo growled and got off of you. “-that’s fine. If she doesn’t want to do it, then you can. Take this mark off me and I’ll leave.”

 “That’s too bad. I can’t,” Jisoo approached him with a scowl on his face. “-I placed some very careful precautions with this summoning. You can’t return back to heaven until Seungcheol is back.”

 “You, out of all people, decided to believe in Mingyu over this insane idea?! Do you know how hard it’s going to be to try to bring a soul back from limbo and turn him into a human, then revive him?!”

 “I do. That’s why you’re staying here until we’re done. And I would appreciate it if you stayed away from Y/N,” Jisoo warned the angel. “-I have a spare guest room at the end of the hall you can stay in. We’ll wait for Mingyu to return and we’ll all talk about what is going to happen.”

 “I can not believe this,” Wonwoo shook his head in frustration. “-I cannot believe this is happening to me. This is why I hate humans. You all are just selfish until the end.”

 You wanted to stop Wonwoo, but he just left the room. You just sat on the bed, bothered by his words.

 “Are you okay, Y/N?” Jisoo sat on the edge of the bed with a frown of worry.

 “Yeah… Jisoo, Wonwoo… He was the first angel I ever talked to.”

 “What...do you mean?”

 “When I was little, I heard Wonwoo’s voice and… I talked to him. He was so curious and so bright back then. What happened?”

 Jisoo let out a soft sigh.

 “Mingyu told me that he fell in love with an angel in heaven, but she gave up her wings because she fell in love in a human. I think that’s why he hates humans. We took away the girl he loved.”

 “No, we didn’t,” you frowned. “-it was her choice she wanted to stay down here. It’s not our fault.”

 “Don't worry too much about him. Why don't you get some rest? I’ll go make dinner,” Jisoo ruffled the top of your head and you just nodded. As soon as he left the room, you fell back onto the bed with a loud sigh.

 So… the reason your heart changed… was because you were heart broken. That’s probably why you forgot about me too… I waited years for you, but you never replied… It was because you were betrayed and hurt. I’m sorry, Wonwoo.

 Wonwoo let out a sigh and bit the bottom of his lips before sitting on the bed in guilt. He stared up at the ceiling and closed his eyes before lying back.

 “No. I’m the one who is sorry.”

[just-some-random-blogger]

December Dates

Seventeen Summary: In the spirit of Christmas, boyfriend!svt is here to take you on a date. Word Count: 3k+ Warnings: Fluff, crackkkkkk, v many typos,etc.

R E Q U E S T

my friend: seventeen + cute

A/N: HO HO HO MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU HOS (jk) HAHAHAHAHAHHA. Also ashdiepl because im writing on a tab, i couldnt add any gifs so aksjemksksmsksksmskskdk alsO im so sorry i dont remember if the request is platonic or nah but kaksksksk this is what u get soz

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Alright

So no gifs

Imma just do a header real quick so u know wassap

S. Coups

Das better

hi header

I might delete u later if i get on a pc

But firsT seuNgcheEolL

*deep breath*

Ho u lucky enough to breath the same air he does

N now u are on aa date with him

WoWw

So bf!seungcheol is a cute lil snowflake

Which means he'll buy u an ugly ass Christmas sweater and matching gloves

THAT MATCHES THE ONES HE BOUGHT FOR HIMSELF OFC

then yall go out and play in the powdery snow outside

ImGine seungcheol grabbing yOuR hand 

cebAuse u a dumb loser that slips on nothing

Also warmth

pulling your scarf up a bit because he can tell you're getting cold

Then like a gentleman

will pUSH U INTO THE SNOW

AND START A FRICKIN SNOW WAR

HE'll hit ur dumb face he dont care

He'll maKe u wish u Stayed damn home

Rapid fire frikin snow granades man

Course iz all a bita fun

Then he'll let u win

Cause he does care Bout ur dumb Fce

Also he soft for u gross

Then once that's done he'll start laughing

Not because of post-snow ball fight adrenaline

But because he thinks himself so funny

When he busts a lung screaming "dO Ya wana biLd aSNOEMAN!!!!!"

AND THEN U decline and leave him in the snow

"YAAAAA WE HAVE TO BUILD A SNOWMAN THOUGH!" he'll laugh

U literally wana leave him and his annoying ass

U stomp away

He laughs and goes after u

His hot breath is visible 

and hits your ear when he comes up and wraps his arms around you from behind

U be like, "listen stupid, u corny af, lets break up"

Seungcheol would pout and kiss ur cheek, "nah, u still owe me hot choco. Break up with me after paying me back."

"Ew, why would i pay u back tho"

"Uh cause if you don't imma do thisss," then he proceeds to shove u into the snow again

"CHOI. SEUNG. CHEEOOOLLLLLLLLLLALAKAKAOKS!"

Ok well i have to cut this here first cos there are 12 boys left

Oh Hi hello u here back to ur regular programme

Jeonghan

Yiz

Unlike cheol

Dis ho not about to get cold 4 u uhm

Leave the cold for someone else

But get warm together

I mean

Wink wINKkkkk

Jk gtfo

This is a wholesome headcanon

Git warm he would gladly

So u know what dat means

CUddlEs

Imagine cuddling jeonghan

BoIii

It's da holidays

Which mean he bout to get dat $$$leep

Of course u dont mind that ur just sleeping in

Gurl if ya do

Let me stress out

If you mind sleeping in and cuddling with yoon jeong han

GUrL

Wathu doin????

AnYWAY

ITz u and him right

Ur in bed reading the novel he got u beforehand right

Look at u looking cute in knit sweater and glasses

EVEN IF U DONT NEED THEM THERE ARE GLZSSES

IM TRYING TO MAKE A SCENE HERE WORK WITH ME

it could be jeonghan's ur using it as a headband shhhh

So like ur sitting down

N beside u its jeonhan v slightly snoring

Right right right

Then ur like "man i want something to eat cause i've been sitting here reading all day"

But also ur always hungry

Cause who isnt tho lol

ANYWAY UR ABOUT TO STZND UP

but jeonghan like a needy ho is like noooooooooooodontgo

N ur like

aww wat a needy ho

"Jeonghan im just gonna get something to eat"

"Eat laterrr, i need u now"

He'll keep his eyes shut and shimmy over

Securing an arm on your  hip so u wont go

U roll ur eyes and put your book away on the cabinet next u

"Jeonghan ive literally been next to u since last night. I'm just gonna get something to eat, and 4 u 2!"

He'll flutter his eyes open only to close them and move even closer to place his head on ur lap

"I dont want toooooo"

U roll ur eyes again and shimmy out of his grip

But only to get into his arms and hide your face in his chest

"You're so needy," u note

"Says you who's tangling themselves on me"

"Touché"

Joshua

Okay

Get this

Joshua and gingerbread houses

He probably used to build one growing up

And he has just the person in mind he wants to rekindle the tradition with

Congrats u filthy animal

So he took the liberty of getting allll u and he would need

And so much more

Im talking chocolate bars

Shipped cream

Candy canes

Busicuits

Edible glitter

Gum drops

Shrek 1 2 3 4

Is there a four

Im too lazy to google it

And omg u so special to him he loves u so much

Screw u

He wants to share the love with the carats

So he vlives it all

And at first ur shy

Like what if the joshua stans come 4 u

Ok but in this story yall had already annouce ur relationship

AND EVERYONE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO BE COOL WITH IT FFS LET UR FAVES DATE WHOEVER THEY WANT ISTG

so

Joshua is like "noo don be shy they'll all love u"

(':

N ur like ok cos i love u sm

But not like the company sm tho *barfing noises*

So yall build a gingerbread house and do a whole ass tutorial about it

Except u dont

Cause yal are morons and could stop messing up or earing the ingredients along the way

Sorry honey ur morons i dont make the rules

"Stop eating the marshmallows!"

"U literally finished the bowl of mnms tho Joshua!"

"Uh no that was the gingerbread man,"

ANd then u all bicker like children because u are omfl

And it excalates

fooD FIGHT

U smear cream on joshuas face

He sprinkles sprinkles on ur head

U press graham crackers against either of his cheeks and ask him what he is

"A sexy graham sandwich"

"Ew no wrong answer," u reply

Can i just point out that that chocolate syrup stain is never coming off

*cough cough cough moron cough cough*

Jun

Imma bout to yeet

Junhui is also feeling nostalic

super soft super baby

And since he's probably feeling bit homesick somewhere in there

he thinks he can remedy it with a bit of chinese home cooking!!!

And whiney needy cuddles also yay

Moving on so

Will it be good?

Damn straight

itll be fikin delish

Will you try to to help him

Of course u gotta help ur man

But like duh

u have eyes

And seeing him all focus and busy and hot

Is really distracting

So like ur as useful as a broken button to him

He doesnt mind tho

He thinks ur cute

Also lovng the attnstion

But the thing about not helping

Not really

And being distracted by a cutie pie

Is that it's basicaly a disaster ending to happen so like

he's efficiently stirring up so hot stuff right

And ur like "man jun's some hot stuff"

And then BaaaaM

U knock over the damn chopping board with the knife and everything on it

Thank goodness the thing didn't chop through your foot of anything

And jun is like "oHMYGOSH DA HELL R U OK"

"... i- im sorry i knocked over ur potatoes"

"My poTaToeS! Listen rn im glad u didnt chop ur foot off"

Jun sighs and looks at the cubes of taters scattered on the floor

You frown, feeling useless

Both of u pick up ur mess

Jun puts down the kitchen utensils in hand

u picked up the last of the potatoes

"Hey we could always wash those, it's not like the floor is mud or anything, even then , potates came from mud"

"Yeah but im sorry, i wanst really helping in the first place"

Jun smirks, "nonsense! U were feeding my ego! That's enough for me!"

You snort and jun comforts u with a tight embrace

Hoshi

AlrighT fam

I thought of something pretty cute but pretty dumb for hoshi

He's like "imma do something super romantic for Christmas"

So he's like "wear something cute we gon do smth fun" @ u

So u do

U get a cute little red dress just for the occasion

And soonyoung his like "BRO MY GIRL SO SUPER CUTE"

And ur like a blushing mess cause he looks super excited with his big smile and cresent eyss

ahhh Hhh myHOSishiii fealzssmsmmsms

Anyway u think ur gonna go to some cute restaurant right

But hoshi brings u to the mall

To instead join the couples dancing contest

Soonyoung gets super nervouse at ur surprised reaction

He's like, "omg is this a super bad idea i thought it would be cute but like i guess not we dont have to go we could always just drop out"

You laugh and shake ur head, "no it's all good, but i mean like, we don't have a choregraphy, and im not like you who can just break it down."

Soonyoung lets out a breath and chuckles, "nah don't worry. It's not really a compation-competion, and regardless, they're going to show ius a choreo and the couple that best interprets wins a a romantic date for two, fit for a dancing king and queen"

And then u break into a big uwu

"Omg u are super romantic soonyoung"

He struts a pose and chuckles, "i mean, i try"

So you both participate in the contenst

Kinda zumba it out by folling the instructors

Soonyoung is helping you out with your form and explaining to you the steps

He gets a little competative so he doesn't really want to mess us

Up hearing you giggle when you do a s pin breaks his competative spirit

And all he really cares about is having a good time with you

Aleight

But admitedly

He was pretty annoyed when they annouced the winner

Were not the two off you

i mean you lot were the cutest it can gt

Who else could trump that

But then you both saw that the winners were 80 something yesr olds holding hand and looking at each other like the other was their world

and then soonyoung was like "okay valid"

You pout, "aww i hope we end up like that"

Soonyound and you turn to each other

He grins for ear to ear, "then lets go on a romantic date as well"

"I thought you'd never ask"

Wonwoo

LiNda

I hope you're ready for wonwoo 

Because i sure as hell am not 

So in case youre wondering 

Youre crazy I mean youre reading this arent you 

Prolly at midnight hi fam 

Again i dont make the rules 

Well just a btw Almost every 

Christmas tradition is pagan 

Like the tree 

The wreath 

And SANTA IS SO CREEPY YALL NEED TO GET UR CHILDREN AWAY FROM HIM 

SO MAYbe ur not all that crazy 

For not wanting to continue them on 

i mean sure u can give new meaning to things 

But you wanted none of that

 Which was whyyyy you decided to DIY the decorations to your entire house 

Nnd who else are you going to do that with other than your loving bb boyfriend wonwoo 

Wonwoo doesn't mind 

He thinks its cute 

Because it is a cute date idea 

Youtube tutorials 

Pinterest ideas and paper snowflakes and all 

Yeah 

so wonwoo is there cutting up some of the paper you folded 

You're glueing some popsicle sticks 

He's water coloring some designs in 

Youre pulling on the tape dispenser 

It's all going great 

"Jagiya... i don't want to sound mean but-"

 "They're all ugly as hell. I know Wonwoo." 

Wonwoo gives an apologetic look. 

For a moment u two dont speak 

And then you both brust into laughter 

"Aww whatever, lez stick em on!" 

And do you get your badly painted slowflakes 

Your wolf drawing 

"That's a wolf?" 

"Duh what else would it be wonwoo?" 

The letters that spelled merry chrsitmas 

And the doodle cutouts of the seventeen members 

in personalized ugly sweaters 

And placed them all over the place 

You look around basking in the glory of ur craft 

Its all very colorful 

And crafty 

And looking like a child made it 

Then like an imbecile 

U break into laughter 

"It looks like a kindergartener's classroom" 

U end up roasting yourself 

Making fun of your sloppy handwork 

And wonwoo watches u 

with adoring eyes

 "I almost forgot," wonwoo speaks up and pulls out a piece of paper 

You recive it from him and break into a smile 

"Is this us?" 

Wonwoo snorts, "no its jeonghan hyung in a dress holding my hand sweetheart"

For a moment u believe him

But then he breaks out into laughter

Woozi

Boi imma fite u

Christmas carols

Okay idek why i ended up so serious with wonwoo

But listennup

Im not about to maypke it crackier

so back to christmas carols

Dis boi is about to serande you with a christmas themed love song

So its around 8pm at night

Jihoon has is guitar

and ur just chilling right

and ur on ur phone letting him do his thing

but then from the floor he was sat on

he turns to you on the couch

And pats ur leg

"Yo i just finished my song u wann hesr"

You squeak and jump of the couch next to him

"Duh dummy!"

And he starts singing

He's talking about stars and warmth

He's spittin fire about the smell of hot choco

The  he's talking sbout how lame joshua's gingerbread house was

Next thing you know ur  crying

because omg that ginger bread houseWAS UGLY

also jihoooooooooooooon just serenaded you

Dont u just

Then jihoon catches you and panicks

"You okay? Why are you cryin?!"

"HowDARS YOU ASK ME THAT LISTEN UP U JUST SAID SOME SWEET WORDS TAKE RESPONSIBILITY!!!!!!!"

JIHOON CALms down

But u crybaby cant stop crying

and of course jihoon panicks again

So he starts singing some other Christmas song

And then u start crying about poor rudolf

And remember regina george

But then eventually you calm down

And decide to nuzzle up against jihoon who replaced his guitar with you in his arms

Then us fall asleep with him sweetly singing about the spirit of Christmas

DK

 Liz gittit

Of course this ray of light just wants to give off energy to the world 

And since he 

And u u forgetful ass 

Forgot to go shopping for presents 

You decided to go on a dec 24th shopping trip! 

Hurrah! 

But it was too eady for u two 

Like wtf 

Gift giving Is suuch and easy task 

And shoping a day before Christmas 

pshhhhhhh 

Its a heartbeat

 "Whoever gets the best gifts gets for the best price gets to boss the other around until new year," seokmin grins 

You knit your brows deeply at his words 

And wonder what the hell he has in plan for him to think of doing something so ensnaring 

So being the smarter one in the relationship 

"Uh no??" 

Seokmin was like "ok then the other has to do whatever the other says for the entirety of Christmas" 

"???? Whyyyyy?" 

"Because its not challengeing or fun if there isn't any condition" "Ugh fine" 

So the two of you zip around looking for the best gifts you could get 

You try to stay away from the people doing their last minute shopping 

Seokmin doesnt dare go in between an old lady mouthing of another customer 

Tbh its super stressful 

wtf 

what kind of date is this 

Only morons would do this wtf 

Both of you got shoved constantly 

There wasnt really much space to move around 

And there wasnt really anything to choose from 

But hey guess what 

Seokmin found some really cool gifts 

"Daheck did u get that shirt?" 

"Isle five. There were a bunch of people grabbing some stuff and this fell to the ground and so i picked it up and thought it was pretty cool"

You on the other hand got like ok gifts 

I mean theyre not bad

 But da hell did dk get a frikin eeyore onesie idek 

It was no contest.  

Seokmin defo won 

"Yisss so i win therefor u have to make me some Christmas cookies tomorrow" 

"U ho did u really just make me suffer through that so you could ask me to make cookies 4 u???" 

"Yes but we really didn have gifts tho." 

U roll ur eyes 

Seokmin's face falls, "r... r u like mad @ me?" 

"Uhhhhhhhhhh" 

You knit your brows at him but release a smile when u see his nervous look 

"No babo. Im jusy tired, lezgo back home" 

He sighs and nods, kissing your cheeks 

"Dont worry baby, ill carry all of this back home" 

Which he does 

And when u get back 

He says he forgot something in the car

then comes bzck 

And then forcefully turns u around 

Ur about to protest

But the you realize he's putting on a silver necklace on u 

"Yahhhh seokminie, u shouldnt have. Where you even get this"

"I bought it a while back, duh" he chuckles then kisses you on the cheek 

"Merry christmas jagi" 

Mingyu  

You are a genius for getting boyfriend like mingyu 

uh and super lucky like fu-- 

BUT TODAY 

Ur extra glad that mingyu is 10ft tall 

Because ur going to be decorating your very own tree 

Wow 

You bought he prettiest glass ornamnets

 and the sparkliest streamers 

"I have a vision," u explain 

Mingyu nods in understanding 

U and him lift the tree into the living room 

And then u start decorating the tree from the bottom up 

Its all rly chill

 You lot are chatting about whatever 

He's tellling you about ur tour n stuff 

U put on some Christmas tunes for flare 

And then u stand up from the floor and boogey with each other 

Yall shake ur butts 

and go around the tree wrapping it in tinself 

Mingyu steals one of the ornaments from u

 and u try to take it back from him like the genius u are 

Except hes holding it over his head 

N u cant for the life of u reach his hand up there 

So u step on his foot 

And punch his stomach 

And he bends down in reaction 

In pain

Soz

He was asking for it

U steal the decor back 

Then he proceeds to chase u around because aparently ur the bully 

*instert pikachu meme here* 

N then u get back towork 

Or i mean take a break 

And u eat a bunch of holiday special junk 

And then u get back to work 

"ok nows for the star" 

U hand him the star because its the entire point of his existance

getting that star up ther 

with his longass arms 

He turns to u "u dont wanna put it" 

BOI 

u suck in a breath 

"I cant frIKICN REACH IT U LIL" 

He give a face, "there are ways" 

"My go-- just put the AHHHHHHH"

AND THEN THE NEXT THING U KNOW

 Hes crouching down pulling ur legs on his shoulders 

"MINGYU PUT ME DOWN" you say, about to rip of his face 

Mostly because u have nothi to hold onto

but he stands 

with u on his shoulders

and walks to the tree 

"Put the damn thing on before u fall!!" 

Wow its ur fault again

And screaming u put the star on 

And mingyu putz u down 

"Okay that was stressful" 

U punch him in the gut again 

The8  

Minghao is super tired 

But super looking forward to spending time with u 

So u defintely go on a date 

But its of the lazy movie watch variety

Im talking all the chesey romance movies 

Set in december 

that has like mistletoe kisses 

And snow scenes 

And also those holiday specials

 For catroons 

And non cartoons 

Even the one with arnold swartzimacallit 

You pull out the laptop 

And get on netflix 

There's popcorn on 

And hot tea 

Or whatever the hell 

Its all just very warm 

and u and minghao are wrapped together in a warm blanket 

Ur nestled in between is legs and ur super warm and cozy and im so soft bleh 

"Oh oh, u should see this part, its my fav--" 

But u stop uourself when u turn and see minghao fell asleep

 U coo and let him obvi 

taking unflattering pictures duh 

But also cute ones because 

#couplegoals 

He doesn't sleep through all the movies though 

You end up watching non christmas themed films too 

Like toy story4 

OKAY I CRIED AT THE ENDING 

PIXAR IS REALLY COMING FOR MY WIG 

"You look really cute cuddled up against me" he'll randomly blurt 

U feel ur cheeks brun at that 

but no he cant have that 

"I thought i was always cute" 

He chuckles and groans as he hugs u tightly 

U laugh at his reaction 

"Of course you're always cute" 

"Ok but the teddy bear u got me is actually cuter" 

"Nononono, the teddy is cute but uuu are cuter" 

"Were u always this gross?" 

Seungkwan 

Okay 

before u tell me these are getting worse and worse every passing member 

i would first like to say i know 

and  that seungkwan bought u a cute dress for Christmas 

and took u to a fancy restaurant 

Ok ur welcome 

But like even if it werent fancy 

U'd still like it 

cause holy guacamole 

imagine holding seungkwans hand as u walk around

Jsut being so head over heels

and super in love with the cutie

Groooossss 

LinDA 

The feeling is mutual for him when he's around u 

so he stops mid conversations 

just to take ur pic 

Its kinda annoyig 

but kinda cute 

"Hey unknow hansol told me about-- what are u doing"

 "No go on, im just talking ur picture"

 Literally the bst hype man alive 

Will make take dozen upon dozen photos of u 

And will make u pose for aethetics 

He will go on making sure everyone knows u da hottest ho in the place 

n ur like "seungkwan stfu u embarrassssing meee" 

And then oml  

Some moron tries to hit on u 

and seungkwan sqwares up ready to hit a fool 

would he actually do it i mean 

Like 

prolly Not 

but then again he looked really mad 

So u calm him down 

and u go bzck home 

And the cuddles 

"Baby girl im sorry if i embarrassed u"

 "Nah itz chill i mean i know u have good intentions"

U smile and he takes another candid phto of u

"Broooooo!!"

 "Im donnnr. Now hows about we get rid of that dress" 

Vernon  

okay im willing to guess hansol loves drinking hot chocolate in the winter

So he's like 

"Lets do a hot choco review" 

And buys 897 types of hot choco 

Or like ten 

wtf eight hundres pluss is too much 

So ur like okay i like hot choco 

and then he pulls out his phone and does a vlive 

"No i am not jealous of joshua hyungs vlive with his gf" 

Yall make like ten cups of hot choco 

and is chaotic 

Idek how u could get injured 

But hey 

It wasnt even the hot water invovled 

but the wrapping of the choco powder 

"Technical difficulties hansol is a big moron" 

U get him a bandaid

"Ya! I am not" 

Yall start reviewing anyway 

*insert try guys eugenes voice* 

Im rihght

 Ur wong 

Shut up 

After trying the first onw 

Ur like wow dis is good 

the second was even better 

The third one u hold

then u realized there were eight more cups 

And that u made so

much 

so u were like "omf there is too much "

then u debated whether or not calling seventeen to drink the rest 

But then hansol was like "ther isnt enough for themm"

Then ur like 

"okay whatabout making a super hotchoco" 

n vernon was like 

???? 

"THATS THE BEST IDEA UVE EVVER HAD" 

SO YALL GET A BIGASS POT 

MIX THE REST IN 

REALIZE U HAVENT RATED THE other cups

 Shrug it off 

and get a cup of the hot choco mix 

"Tastes like corn" 

"Bish dafaq" 

Dino 

Yikes 

so 

Chan is a dumb ho 

and got himself sick at Christmas so 

nononoono thats a no to any cute date ideas 

and its just you and him staying at home 

U personally dont mind 

but hes like "awww but i had so many ideas"

 but obvi U cant risk him getting any sicker than he already is 

So you stay home and take care of him 

and all he can do is complain about everything 

about the cold 

his runny nose 

The lack of taste of the food

 His head ache 

The fact his bed is hot 

And that fact that u have to take care of him 

And treat him like a baby 

"I am not a baby" 

"Listen up, u are always gonna be my baby" 

"Not u toooooo najsjsjjs" 

You make him some hot cocoa 

And hes like "im not drinking that if u call me baby again" 

"Babybabybabybabybaby" 

Ugghgg "If you keep doing that im not going to give u the gift i gotchu" 

"Well das on u" 

And then u end up going ona glaring contest 

Chan ends up giving it to u anyway 

"i hope u choke on it" he grumbles with insencerity 

U coo when u see that its a handwritten letter 

And then u end up crying because hes super soft

N ur super soft

And gahhh u love him so much

 Chan pats ur back because he doesnt want to get u sick if he hugs u  

U sniffle and wipe ur eyes 

"Who's the baby now, cry baby" 

You snarl and pinch his side 

And now i say

This was probably hecking bzd but i hope u enjoyed 

merry CHRISTMAS 

ITS MY FABORITE HOLiDAY 

TAKE CARE Of urselves mwaah

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› content ┆ idol scoups x fem reader, established relationship, fluff ✎ word-count .ᐟ 1.4k. ⌁ summary ┆ Seungcheol comes home to you wearing his sweater ❀ a/n┆i feel like that would be something I would do if i were to be in a relationship, plus Seungcheol is big so it would be the perfect size to drown in his sweaters

It was a lazy afternoon, the kind where the sky outside was overcast, and the chill in the air made staying indoors the perfect plan. Seungcheol hadn’t been home for long, having just finished showering, but he was already beginning to relax into the peaceful quiet of the late afternoon. After a grueling practice session with the members, the ache in his muscles was a welcome reminder of how hard they’d been working. Yet, as much as he loved his group and his role as their leader, coming home to you was what really made him feel at ease.

Seungcheol was never one to admit just how much he loved the little things about his relationship. As a leader, he had always been the strong, reliable one—the protector. But when it came to you, there was something different about the way you made him feel. You had a way of softening him, of making him smile even on the hardest days. Today, though, you managed to catch him completely off guard.

As he walked across the hallway toward the living room, still rubbing his damp hair with a towel, he caught sight of you, and it made him stop in his tracks.

There you were, curled up on the couch, one leg tucked beneath you, completely absorbed in a book, a cup of warm tea on the coffee table. But it wasn’t the peaceful scene that stopped him in his tracks—it was what you were wearing.

His sweater.

His heart skipped a beat. It was his favorite sweater—black, slightly worn, with a faded Chrome Hearts logo of the brand he loved so much. He couldn’t even remember the last time he’d worn it himself, nor did he realize you’d taken it. Yet, there you were, wrapped up in it, looking impossibly cozy in the too-big sleeves, your fingers just barely peeking out cutely.

For a moment, Seungcheol didn’t say anything but just stood there, leaning against the doorframe, his towel long forgotten in his hand. His eyes roamed over you: from the way the sweater practically swallowed your small frame to how your fingers barely peeked out of the sleeves as you held your book. The neckline hung loosely, revealing just a bit of your collarbone, and something about that made his heart race.

It wasn’t just that you looked good—you did, of course—but it was more than that. There was something intimate, something almost possessive about seeing you in his clothes like you’d claimed a piece of him, even if you didn’t realize it.

He hadn’t noticed how long he’d been staring until you looked up from your book after sensing his presence, your eyes meeting his. A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips as if you’d caught onto his reaction.

“Hey,” you said softly, your voice warm and familiar. “You’re home.”

Seungcheol cleared his throat, trying to shake off the daze you’d put him in. “Yeah, just got back.” He walked further into the room, tossing the towel onto the armchair, but his eyes kept looking at you. “You… you’re wearing my sweater.”

You glanced down as if only just realizing it, then back up at him with a playful smile. “Oh, this? It was cold, and it was the first thing I saw in your closet. It’s really... comfortable.”

Seungcheol blinked, still processing the sight in front of him. The way you said it, so casually, like it was no big deal, made him chuckle. But it *was* a big deal, at least to him.

There was something about you wearing his clothes that did something to him, something he couldn’t quite put into words. He didn’t mind, of course. If anything, he found it endearing. It felt intimate like you were wrapped up in a piece of him. He felt his chest warm with a strange mix of pride and affection.

“Does it feel okay?” he asked, sitting down beside you, his hand instinctively reaching out to touch the hem of the sweater’s sleeve. His fingers brushed against the soft fabric, and for some reason, the action made him feel strangely protective.

You nodded, shifting a little closer to him. “It’s perfect. Honestly, I think I’m going to keep it,” you teased, glancing up at him with a mischievous glint in your eyes.

Seungcheol raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smirk. “Oh, really? You’re just going to steal my favorite sweater like that?”

“Stealing is a strong word,” you replied, tilting your head slightly. “Borrowing indefinitely sounds nicer.”

He laughed, a deep, rich yet cute sound that filled the room. “Alright, alright. I guess I can let you borrow it… indefinitely.” His voice softened, and the teasing tone faded as he continued to look at you, still feeling that tug in his chest at the sight of you in his clothes.

“You look better in it than I do,” he finally said, his voice soft.

You laughed lightly, your cheeks flushing just a little at his compliment. “I don’t know about that. It’s pretty big on me.”

“Yeah, but that’s the point,” he teased. “It’s supposed to be big.”

You set your book aside, sliding closer to him. “Well, it’s perfect for this kind of weather.”

You leaned into him, resting your head against his shoulder, and Seungcheol instinctively wrapped an arm around you, pulling you even closer. You fit perfectly under his arm, snug and warm, and he couldn’t help but notice the faint scent of his cologne clinging to the sweater. It was the little things like this that made him realize how much he loved you—how much you meant to him.

“I’ll get you your own,” he murmured into your hair, though he didn’t really mean it. He liked seeing you in his clothes, liked how it felt like you were carrying a piece of him.

“Why would I need my own when I can just steal yours forever?” you replied, your voice playful but laced with affection.

He chuckled, resting his chin on top of your head. “Fair point.”

They stayed like that for a while, the sound of rain beginning to tap softly against the window, a gentle rhythm that matched the calm between them. Seungcheol absentmindedly ran his fingers up and down your arm, tracing the soft material of the sweater, but his mind was elsewhere, lost in the moment.

“You know,” he said after a while, his voice low and thoughtful, “I’ve never really been the type to care about stuff like this. But seeing you in my sweater…” He trailed off, searching for the right words. “It makes me happy. I don’t know why.”

You tilted your head up to look at him, your expression softening. “You don’t have to explain it. I get it.”

He smiled down at you, grateful that you always seemed to understand him, even when he struggled to find the words. Seungcheol wasn’t the best at expressing his feelings, especially when it came to sentimental things like this, but you always made it easier for him.

“You can wear it whenever you want,” he murmured, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “It looks better on you anyway.”

You laughed softly, leaning back into his chest. “You say that now, but you’ll miss it when you can’t find it in your closet.”

Seungcheol chuckled, “Maybe, but if it means you’re always wearing a piece of me, I think I can live with that.”

You didn’t say anything for a while, just settled more comfortably into his embrace, and Seungcheol closed his eyes, letting the warmth of your body and the soft patter of the rain lull him into a peaceful state. He didn’t need anything more than this—just the quiet intimacy of sharing a piece of himself with you.

After a long moment, you spoke up again, your voice barely above a whisper. “You know, I think I love this sweater now too.”

Seungcheol smiled against your hair, holding you just a little tighter. “Good. Because it’s yours now.”

They sat there in comfortable silence for a while, the warmth of the sweater and each other keeping the chill of the afternoon at bay. Seungcheol didn’t need grand gestures or big declarations of love; moments like these were enough. His sweater, his girl, and the quiet peace they shared—it was all he needed. It was enough to make him feel like the luckiest man in the world.

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1. The Protective and Caring Husband

Seungcheol’s natural leadership abilities would make him an extremely protective and caring husband. He’s someone who always puts his loved ones first, and as your husband, his instinct to protect would become even more pronounced. Whether it’s ensuring you’re safe on a night out or taking care of you when you’re unwell, his first priority would always be your well-being.

⟢ husband seungcheol who will always walk on the side of the street closest to traffic.

⟢ husband seungcheol who would frequently checks in with you during the day, asking if you’ve eaten, how you’re feeling, and whether you need anything.

⟢ husband seungcheol who if you’re feeling anxious or upset, he’s immediately by your side, providing comfort through physical touch like hand-holding or hugs.

⟢ husband seungcheol who would constantly reassure you that you’re safe in his presence, both physically and emotionally.

2. Deeply Devoted

Seungcheol is a man of deep loyalty, and once he commits to someone, he does so wholeheartedly. As your husband, he’d be incredibly devoted, constantly showing his love through both words and actions.

⟢ husband seungcheol who always remembers special dates—birthdays, anniversaries, even small milestones. Ends up being the first to send a text at 00:00 to celebrate.

⟢ husband seungcheol who loves to surprise you with little notes, gifts, or gestures of affection, like cooking your favorite meal after a long day.

⟢ husband seungcheol who’s the type to write love letters, pouring his heart out in ink, leaving them in places you’ll stumble upon.

⟢ husband seungcheol who even if he’s busy with work, he’ll make time to call or video chat, ensuring you never feel neglected.

3. A Supportive Life Partner

Seungcheol would support all of your goals and dreams. Whether you’re pursuing a new career, hobby, or personal project, he’d be your number one fan, always there to cheer you on or lend a helping hand when needed.

⟢ husband seungcheol who would attend every event, presentation, or special occasion that’s important to you, beaming with pride.

⟢ husband seungcheol who’s always encouraging you to pursue your passions, providing thoughtful advice whenever you need guidance.

⟢ husband seungcheol who when you doubt yourself, he’s the one reminding you of your worth and capabilities, pushing you gently toward success.

⟢ husband seungcheol who if you’re going through a tough time, he’s a patient listener, always there to offer support without judgment.

4. Family-Oriented

Seungcheol is known for his strong sense of family, which would carry into his role as a husband. He’d be eager to build a life that includes not only you but also a strong, loving family environment. Whether it’s maintaining close ties with his own family or creating a new one with you, he would take this responsibility seriously.

⟢ husband seungcheol who loves spending time with both your families, ensuring that family gatherings are a regular part of your lives.

⟢ husband seungcheol who wants to create traditions together, whether it’s a weekend family dinner, holiday trips, or even simple movie nights at home.

⟢ husband seungcheol who if you decide to have children, he’d be an amazing father—playful yet firm, teaching them important values while also being a fun and loving dad.

⟢ husband seungcheol who would share household responsibilities equally and wouldn’t hesitate to take on any role—whether it’s cooking, cleaning, or taking care of the kids and his dog kkuma.

5. The Romantic Husband

Even though Seungcheol is tough on the outside, he’s actually incredibly soft when it comes to love. As your husband, he’d make sure romance never dies in your relationship. His way of expressing love might not always be grand gestures but meaningful and heartfelt moments.

⟢ husband seungcheol who’d love planning surprise date nights, whether it’s an intimate dinner at home or a weekend getaway.

⟢ husband seungcheol who enjoys slow dancing with you in the kitchen, even if there’s no music, just enjoying the moment together.

⟢ husband seungcheol who leaves sweet messages for you in random places—on your mirror, in your bag, or on your phone.

⟢ husband seungcheol who regularly plans small surprises, like waking you up with breakfast in bed or running a bath for you after a long day.

⟢ husband seungcheol who loves to reminisce about how you first met, telling you he falls in love with you more every day.

6. Communication is Key

As a husband, Seungcheol understands the importance of communication in a relationship. He would prioritize having open and honest conversations with you, knowing that mutual understanding is the foundation of a strong marriage.

⟢ husband seungcheol who’d encourage heart-to-heart talks, making sure both of you express your feelings openly.

⟢ husband seungcheol who if there’s ever an issue, he prefers solving it through calm discussion rather than letting it linger.

⟢ husband seungcheol who’s the type to make time for weekly “check-ins,” asking how you’re feeling about the relationship and what could be improved.

⟢ husband seungcheol who lways listens actively when you’re speaking, making you feel heard and valued.

7. The Fun and Adventurous Husband

Despite his responsible nature, Seungcheol knows how to have fun and would make sure your life together is filled with laughter and adventure. Whether it’s spontaneous road trips or simply goofing around at home, he loves making memories that you’ll both cherish forever.

⟢ husband seungcheol who loves planning surprise trips, sometimes whisking you away on weekends for a spontaneous adventure.

⟢ husband seungcheol who’s playful and has a sense of humor that keeps things light, even in stressful moments.

⟢ husband seungcheol who enjoys staying active with you—whether it’s hiking, working out together, or taking on new challenges as a team.

⟢ husband seungcheol who will playfully tease you in a loving way, always making sure there’s a smile on your face.

8. An Anchor During Difficult Times

When life gets tough, Seungcheol would be your rock. He’s calm under pressure and would make sure to stay grounded for the both of you when challenges arise. His steady presence would give you comfort and security, knowing that you can weather any storm together.

⟢ husband seungcheol who in times of stress or hardship, he’s the first to comfort you, offering practical solutions but also being emotionally supportive.

⟢ husband seungcheol who hen you’re overwhelmed, he takes over whatever tasks you need help with—whether it’s errands, work, or emotional support.

⟢ husband seungcheol who’d always remind you that you’re a team and that you’ll get through difficult times together, no matter what.

⟢ husband seungcheol who if he’s going through a tough time, he’ll still try to remain strong and composed, but would eventually open up to you, trusting you to help share the burden.

─ .✦ Conclusion

As a husband, Choi Seungcheol would be a combination of strong, nurturing, fun, and deeply devoted. He’s someone who would always prioritize you and your relationship, making sure that both of you grow together in love and life. His protective and supportive nature, combined with his romantic heart, would make for a deeply fulfilling marriage where both of you feel loved, appreciated, and secure.

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