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How to Care For a Sad Person
Pairing: Kwon Soonyoung | Hoshi/Lee Jihoon | Woozi
Group: Seventeen
Rating: G (General Audiences)
Word Count: 595
Key Words: Comfort, Humor, Fluff
Date Originally Posted: January 4, 2017
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Soonyoung smiled happily as he heard the front door click shut. He paused the game heâd been playing, ignoring Seokminâs whines, and hustled to the front hallway. His boyfriend had been gone for a few hours, and he was finally home.
As happy as Soonyoung was for Jihoon to be home, he wasnât happy to see how upset Jihoon looked. His face looked blank and his eyes were dull. If Soonyoung looked close enough, he could see the slight wobble of Jihoonâs bottom lip.
âJihoonie? Baby? You okay honey?â
It seemed as though his words had triggered something in Jihoon, who started to cry softly. Soonyoung ran quickly to their bedroom. He hated to leave Jihoon crying alone in the front hallway, but he needed to grab a blanket and send Seokmin home.
He entered his bedroom, eyes carefully scanning the room until they landed on Jihoonâs favorite blanket. As he gathered it into his arms he turned to Seokmin.
âHey man, Iâm gonna have to ask you to leave. Jihoonie had a bad day and I need to make sure heâs okay. Sorry.â
Seokmin stood up quickly, grabbing his things. âItâs no problem hyung. Do you need me to help you with anything?â
âNo, Iâve got it. Thanks though.â
He followed Seokmin out of the room and down the hallway. He moved to the living room and began spreading the blanket on the ground. He watched as Seokmin left, kissing Jihoonâs head and saying, âFeel better, hyungie.â
He smiled as Jihoonâs tears began to lessen, but he knew it wouldnât last for too long. If Jihoon was crying, it had to be serious. He walked around the couch and held Jihoonâs hand, gently guiding him to the living room. He made him lay down on the blanket, before he began to roll him over in it, making him into a sad Jihoon sushi roll.
Jihoonâs sadness had put him in an unresponsive state, hardly noticing as Soonyoung man-handled him. He was placed carefully on the couch, only able to watch as Soonyoung hustled to the kitchen, hearing him fill a glass with water.
He was back in no time, shifting Jihoonâs blankets so his hands would be free to grab the glass. He picked up the remote and slipped in behind Jihoon on the couch, the smaller boy resting against his chest, his legs holding tight to Jihoonâs sides.
He kissed the back of Jihoonâs head, âWhat happened baby? Do you wanna talk about it?â
Jihoon shook his head, leaning further back into Soonyoungâs hold.
âDo you want to watch a movie?â
Jihoon nodded, so Soonyoung turned on their Netflix, picking Finding Nemo without even asking. He never admitted it, but Finding Nemo was Jihoonâs favorite movie, and it never failed to put a smile on the younger boysâ face.
When it started to play, he began pressing kisses all over Jihoonâs head and shoulders. He could hear when he stopped crying, his little hiccups eventually subsiding. His head fell back onto Soonyoungâs shoulder, allowing him to wipe the leftover tears from his cheeks.
He kissed his jaw gently, happy as he heard Jihoon let out a content sounding sigh. He snuggled even further into Soonyoungâs chest, small smile growing on his face. Soonyoung smiled, pressing yet another kiss to Jihoonâs head.
Now, Soonyoung wasnât always the best at comforting people when they cried, especially someone like Jihoon. But when the smaller boy fell asleep against his chest with a precious smile on his face, he decided he must be pretty alright at it.
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Deepest Secret
Pairing: Wen Junhui | Jun/Xu Minghao | The8
Group: Seventeen
Rating: T (Teen and Up Audiences)
Word Count: 1K
Key Words: Secrets, Established Relationship, Assassins
Date Originally Posted: January 2, 2017
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Junhui and Minghao didnât have many secrets in their relationship. They knew everything about each other. They told each other everything, whether they thought it was big or small, they talked about it. They knew that communication was one of the most important parts of making any relationship work. They tried to be as transparent as possible with one another.
Except Junhui did have one little secret. And, okay, maybe little was a bit of an understatement. It was a pretty big secret. He had finally decided to tell Minghao, but he was pretty scared about it. Honestly, he had no idea how his boyfriend would take the news.
You see, Junhui was an assassin. He worked undercover for the government to take out threats to national security. And he was good at it too. One of the best even. He used his expert knowledge of martial arts to dispatch some of the most dangerous people in the world. His targets were neutralized before they could even get a single hit in. Most of the time anyways. When they did get a lucky shot in, he was always able to convince Minghao that it was the result of a clumsy accident.
He had no clue how Minghao was going to handle the news. Sure, the younger knew dangerous martial arts as well, but he had only learned it for possible self-defense. Minghao was a gentle soul, so learning that his boyfriend killed people for a living? He might not be able to handle it.
Thatâs probably what scared Junhui the most about telling Minghao what his real job was, was the very real possibility that he could lose him. Junhui had never cared about anybody as much as he cared about Minghao. He didnât know what heâd do with himself if they werenât together anymore. But Minghao deserved to know. He couldnât hide this from him anymore.
He was interrupted in his thoughts by the sight of Minghao slinking in through the front door. He seemed not to have noticed Junhui sitting on the couch, so he observed him silently. Heâd been gone on a business trip for three days, and it seemed to have taken a toll on him. He had dark bags around his eyes and his normally glowing skin looked pale and dull. He looked just about dead on his feet. Junhui was impressed that he was managing to drag his heavy black duffle bag to their room.
Seeing Minghao so tired made Junhui not want to tell him tonight. Maybe he would wait until he was more well-rested. Tell him when heâd had a few more days to fall back into a normal rhythm at home. But no, he couldnât do that. He had an assignment in two days that heâd have to leave for. And if he didnât tell Minghao now, heâd lose his nerve and never tell him.
He took a deep breath as Minghao walked back in, trying to steel his nerves. Minghao looked so cute and soft in a pair of sweatpants and one of Junhuiâs larger shirts. He seemed to be headed towards the kitchen, and it looked as though something was bothering him.
âHao Hao? Can you come here?â
Minghao looked confused, but made his way over to the couch, settling himself in Junhuiâs lap, as he often did when he was sleepy. He smiled tiredly as he looked up at Junhui.
âYes Junnie?â
He grabbed Minghaoâs hand in his, and began playing with his fingers, something he only did when he was nervous.
âIâve got something really important to tell you.â
Minghao sighed, face falling. âMe too.â
Junhui furrowed his brow. What important thing did Minghao have to tell him? Had he been hiding something from him this whole time too? Was that why he had looked so bothered earlier?
âCan um, can I go first?â At Minghaoâs nod he took a deep breath and let the words fall from his lips. âIâm a government assassin.â
Now, Junhui wasnât sure what he was expecting Minghaoâs reaction to be, maybe disgust, sadness, possibly anger. Heâd even imagined a scenario where Minghao had slapped him across the face. It wasnât likely, but he sure had thought about it. But this, never in a million years did he expect Minghaoâs response to be laughter. And it wasnât laughter of disbelief either, just pure, joyful laughter spilling out of Minghao like a waterfall.
He stared at Minghao, waiting for him to finish laughing. He eventually settled down, giggling quietly in his lap.
âIâm so glad thatâs all.â
âWhat do you mean âThatâs allâ, I kill people for a living Hao.â
âMe too. Thatâs what I wanted to tell you.â
Junhui felt as if his world was crashing down around him. He couldnât believe it. His sweet, little Minghao, a government assassin? There was no way. Besides, heâs pretty sure he would have seen him at headquarters before.
âYou, youâre an assassin? For the government?â
Minghao grinned proudly, âYep, best there is.â
âReally, youâre the best? Cause I like to think Iâm pretty good.â
Minghao laughed happily. âEver heard of The8?â
Now, Junhui had to believe him. The8 was the codename for an assassin that every other assassin had heard of, but no civilian had. Minghao was definitely an assassin for the government but why was he asking about The8?
âYeah. Legendary assassin, considered to be the best sniper in the history of Chinaâs secret agencies. Why?â
Minghao leaned towards him, lips brushing against his ear as he whispered, âThatâs me.â
Junhui laughed, burying his head in Minghaoâs chest. âOf course you are.â
When he finally relaxed, he pressed his lips to Minghaoâs, feeling him melt into the kiss. When they parted, he smiled softly as he gazed into Minghaoâs eyes. They shone so bright, true happiness making them light up. Their talk may not have gone the way he expected it to, but he wouldnât have traded it for anything.
He stood up, standing Minghao on his feet, âAll right, letâs get you some food Mr. Assassin, Iâm sure youâre ready to go to bed.â
Minghao only laughed, following him happily to the kitchen.
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Marshmallow
Title: Marshmallow
Genre: Fluff/Humor
Pairing: Kwon Soonyoung|Hoshi/Lee Jihoon|Woozi
Words: 1641
Summary:Â 5 times Jihoon accepted his dumb nickname, and 1 time he didn't.
1. Get out of the studio.
Jihoon was working hard in his studio when he felt the air change, signaling that his door had been opened. He tried to ignore whoever it was, hoping that the presence of his noise canceling headphones would tell them that he was busy. His hopes were dashed as the person pulled his headphones from him.
"Jihoooon, come to bed. It's one in the morning and you haven't slept in two days."
He was pleased that it was his boyfriend, but he needed to work. He grabbed his headphones back and placed them around his neck.
"Soonie, you know I have to finish this. It's really important."
"And so is your health." Soonyoung pouted at him and removed the headphones from around his neck. He offered Jihoon his hand, "Come to bed. Please. I miss my marshmallow."
Jihoon blushed, taking Soonyoung's hand and following him to bed. He was never able to resist Soonyoung's requests when he used that stupid nickname.
2. Sleepy cuddles.
It was movie night when Jihoon emerged from his studio. He usually missed it but he was determined to go tonight. He entered the dorm and frowned as he saw the movie was already playing. Many of the members were splayed out on the floor, and he was glad to see that Soonyoung had claimed the couch.
He was stretched out in a pair of shorts and a large sweater. He looked so soft that Jihoon almost wanted to cry. He was so tired and cold, and the movie was too far for him to understand, so he figured he should just take a nap on Soonyoung. He shuffled around the couch and fell onto Soonyoung like dead weight.
Soonyoung let out a sharp breath but giggled when he saw the exhausted Jihoon on top of him. Jihoon burrowed his face into Soonyoung's neck, sighing happily into the warm skin. He pressed light kisses to his neck as the arms at his waist tightened around him.
Soonyoung laughed at the happy noises that were escaping Jihoon's lips, "What's gotten into you, marshmallow? You're so cuddly I love it."
Jihoon shrugged, not bothering to explain himself. He didn't need his audience to know just how touch starved he go when he spent too long without Soonyoung. It was embarrassing how much he relied on his presence to keep him sane.
He heard Chan giggle at him, but ignored it when Soonyoung started to rub his hands along his back, soothing him calmly to sleep.
3. Teasing.
They had been filming for the variety show for nearly six hours when Jihoon noticed that one of the MC's had been staring at him for a few minutes. He looked over at her and tilted his head, silently questioning the stare he was receiving.
She broke out of her stare and spoke to him, gaining the attention of the others, "Now, Woozi, I was told I wasn't supposed to call you cute." She turned to one of the male MC's, "But look at him, isn't he so adorable?"
The male MC nodded in agreement as Jihoon groaned and hid his face in his sweater paws. He knew what he looked like today. His hair was pink as ever and he was wearing a sweater too big for him under a pair of short overalls. When Soonyoung had seen him he had said it was his 'cutest look ever'.
The MC laughed at his discomfort, "Oh look he's blushing! That's precious, why would you deny your cuteness?"
He tried to frown at the woman, but it looked more like a pout, "I'm not cute, I'm a grown man."
He felt warm arms wrap around his waist from behind, "He only likes to pretend he's a grown man. At home, I call him my marshmallow."
Jihoon spun around to face Soonyoung. He couldn't believe that he would say that. That was supposed to be private! Soonyoung gulped when he saw the look in Jihoon's eyes. He turned and ran, Jihoon quickly giving chase.
"Come back here Hoshi! Fight me like a real man!"
They all laughed as they watched, but the members were the only one to notice the pink that remained on Jihoon's cheeks.
4. Everyday conversation
Jihoon watched in the mirror as Soonyoung came up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. At the moment, they were the only still beings in the practice room, the others working on their newest dance. Jihoon knew he should be practicing with them, but he needed a small break.
"I like this choreography, it's fun. I think it fits the music well," Jihoon said, hands coming up to rest on Soonyoung's, fingers tangling together.
"Well, you give me amazing songs to work with."
Jihoon hummed. He liked how he and Soonyoung could come together to create a perfect stage, having a great song and awesome choreography. Each stage was like their child, as funny as it sounded.
Soonyoung kissed his temple, "Now come on Marshmallow, you have to learn the dance too."
Jihoon only smiled as he went to his place, and began to move in time with the members.
5. Searching for Jihoon.
Soonyoung opened the door to Jihoon's studio, surprised to see the younger boy was missing. It was dinner time and they had Jihoon's favorite in an effort to lure him out of the tiny closet. So far Soonyoung had been looking for him for ten minutes.
He walked into one of the bedrooms, throwing blankets off the bed hoping to find him, but only succeeding in waking a very startled Mingyu.
"Hyung, what are you doing?"
Soonyoung huffed. "I'm looking for my MARSHMALLOW~~!" He called out Jihoon's nickname loudly in hopes that the noise would help to locate him.
Mingyu sleepily rubbed at his eyes, "Jihoon hyung? I saw him go in his studio like half an hour ago."
Soonyoung sighed, "Mingyu, I was literally just in there."
Mingyu shrugged while getting up to help, "Maybe you just didn't see him."
Soonyoung turned and walked back to Jihoon's studio, Mingyu following close behind. When he opened the door he saw exactly what he had seen las time. An empty room filled with producing equipment, but no boyfriend anywhere to be seen.
Soonyoung pouted, but as he stood in silence he swore he could hear.... breathing? He motioned for Mingyu to be still, before following the sounds on the soft sounds to... under the desk? He bent down and almost burst out laughing at the sight.
Lying under the desk, was his grumpy boyfriend curled up tight with a plushie, sound asleep. He stroked Jihoon's cheek softly, who nuzzled into his hand contently. He shooed Mingyu away as he sat down next to Jihoon's napping area.
"Maaarshamllooow~~." He sang softly into Jihoon's ear. Jihoon tried to snuggle deeper into Soonyoung's hand, in an attempt to escape the noise that was much too loud compared to his silent studio. It took only a few more calls of his nickname, but Soonyoung eventually roused Jihoon successfully from his sleep, his head moving to rest on Soonyoung's knee.
"Good morning Marshmallow. It's dinner time. Did you sleep well?"
Jihoon nodded gently, looking up at Soonyoung with hooded lids and a tired smile. Soonyoung pressed a soft kiss to Jihoon's forehead, glad that Jihoon wasn't grumpy at being awoken.
"We ordered your favorite for dinner. You ready to go eat?" Jihoon looked happy at the thought of dinner, but also distressed at having to get up. "I'll carry you."
Jihoon's eyes brightened and he carefully sat up, lifting his arms up. Soonyoung laughed and stood, lifting Jihoon so he could wrap around him like a koala. Soonyoung made a mental note to make a small bed for Jihoon in his studio in case this ever happened again. He kissed his temple once as he left the small room, carrying Jihoon gently to the kitchen.
+1. Mingyu's death wish.
Soonyoung stood in the doorway of the practice room, successfully hidden from view. Mingyu and Jihoon were sitting in the middle of the room, trying to incorporate Mingyuâs rap into Jihoonâs latest song.
Soonyoung like to watch his genius of a boyfriend work, his intensity and passion was fascinating for Soonyoung to see in action. He smiled as Jihoon gave a small yawn, rubbing his tired eyes cutely. Soonyoung always thought it was funny how Jihoon always tried to deny his natural aegyo.
He heard Mingyu laugh, âAre you tired Marshmallow hyung?â
Soonyoung was shocked at how quickly Jihoon had grabbed his guitar and began to chase a terrified Mingyu around the room.
âDonât call me that!â Jihoon called, just a few steps behind, Mingyuâs long legs working to his advantage. Mingyu put on a burst of speed.
âWhat about Soonyoung hyung? He calls you that all the time.â
Jihoon swung his guitar, just missing. âHeâs special!â
Soonyoung felt his cheeks warm up, along with his heart at Jihoon openly admitting that Soonyoung was special to him. He knew how shy Jihoon could get about their relationship around the other members, so the acknowledgment was greatly appreciated.
He stepped in to put a stop to the chase. âJihoonie let him go.â
Jihoon stopped and put down his guitar, frowning over at Soonyoung, âBut Soonyoungie...â
Soonyoung walked over and stood behind Jihoon, wrapping him tightly to his chest. He looked down at Mingyu, who had collapsed to the floor, breathing deeply. He pressed a kiss to Jihoonâs cheek and grinned at Mingyu.
âMingyuâs just jealous that he doesnât have somebody as cute as you.â He lifted Jihoon into the air, who let out a small gasp at the manhandling. He began to leave the room and looked over his shoulder, âHeâs my marshmallow, not yours.â
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