#victon byungchan fluff

[chanis-banani]

Hello! Could you do making out with Victon please?

With pleasure! ♡

So since you didn't request a specific format like headcanons, I decided to do a little drabble for each member, but then I got carried away so those "drabbles" turned into about 600 words per member sjfxlmxsjnlsmhgsxslkjkm - I'm so sorry if that's not what you wanted -

Also it became a bit smuttier than I initially intended, oops- Like it's not full-on smut, but I guess "suggestive" would be an understatement...

Sorry this is so chaotic, I just get really hyped about victon 💗

Note: I don't write about Chan, so he is not included in this post.

18+ content ahead!

± 600 words per member

Seungsik

The late-afternoon sun cast its light on your skin as you sat on the edge of the pool and dreamily dangled your legs into the water. "I got the towels!" Seungsik called from behind you. When you turned around, you were greeted by his wide, happy smile as he came up to you, carrying two large beach towels.

He tossed the towels into a chair and jumped into the water without hesitation. "Come join me, the water is lovely!" he said, full of excitement, while reaching out his hand. You allowed him to help you into the water and once you were in the pool, Seungsik immediately pulled you against him.

His wet hair stuck to his forehead and your faces were so close to each other that some of the drops from his hair landed on the tip of your nose. You pressed a soft kiss on his lips and then pulled away to look into his gorgeous eyes, only to be met with a mischievous grin on his face. "Is it hot in here, or is it just you?" he said while snaking his arms around your waist.

You scoffed at him, in disbelief that he could be so greasy, and you pushed yourself away from him. "If you're so hot, then maybe you should cool down a little," you replied while mirroring the look of mischief from his face. Then you pushed him completely underwater, but Seungsik immediately got his revenge as he pulled you right down with him.

Both of you gasped for air when you came up again. He coughed while you were still trying to wipe the water out of your eyes, but you both laughed happily. "That's what you get for trying to drown me," Seungsik said while he swam back to you. You gave him an offended look and splashed some water at him. "No, that's what YOU get for being so cheesy all of a sudden!" He turned his head to dodge the water from hitting his face and laughed.

Suddenly you felt his arms around your waist again as he pulled you back against him and he pressed a kiss on your lips. Before you could properly kiss him back, he pulled away just enough to look you in the eyes and grinned. "Don't pretend you don't like it..." Your felt your cheeks getting hot from his comment. You wanted to say something witty in return, but for once you were speechless.

He gently took both of your hands in his own and gave each of them a kiss, after which he guided them to his neck. Following his gentle guidance, you wrapped your arms around his neck and dug your fingers into his hair. When he kissed you again, you could feel his smile against your lips. This time you wouldn't let him pull away and you held on tightly to his neck as you kissed him back. His lips were still wet from the pool water, which just made it all the more hot to you.

His hands moved from your waist down to your hips at a pace that was almost provokingly slow. Then down to your butt and even further down to the back of your thighs, suddenly lifting you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist. "You're so hot..." you whimpered against his lips, while he carried you through the water, towards the edge of the pool. Even when he sat you down on the edge, you kept your legs wrapped tightly around him, making him chuckle a little bit. In an ideal world, you would never have to let go of his warm embrace.

Seungwoo

Seungwoo sat on the couch, reading a book when you entered the room. Aside from one of his t-shirts, you had absolutely no clothes on. He noticed you right away and raised his eyebrows in that unique way he always does. "Well hello," he said with a little laugh and he shut his book. "Couldn't you find your underwear this morning?"

You looked down at yourself as if you had no idea what he was talking about and shrugged in feigned ignorance. "Nope," you replied while you walked into the kitchen, "do you want some coffee?"

Seungwoo got up from the couch without replying and he stood closely behind you while you made the coffee. He laid one of his hands on your hip and he used the other to play around with the edge of your shirt - or rather his shirt, which you were wearing. He brought his face to your neck, letting out a little sigh while he brushed the tip of his nose against your skin. "You really know how to get my attention..." he mumbled, sending a slight shiver down your spine.

Still you decided to act completely ignorant as you turned to him. You looked into his tapioca pearl eyes and smiled innocently. "Have you had breakfast yet?" you asked.

This was enough to set him off. He took your wrists in his hands and pushed you with your back against the wall, pinning your hands above your head. He pressed himself against your body and began to kiss you passionately on your lips. A little squeal escaped you as you felt how he pushed one of his legs in between yours and pressed it against your sensitive area.

He grinned against your lips, now letting go of your wrists in order to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you even more tightly against him. Then he removed his lips from yours and brought them to your neck instead, hungrily kissing you right next to your jaw.

The intensity of his kisses and his hold on you made you weak in the knees. At this point you were glad he held you so tightly, because you might have lost your balance otherwise. Not that you minded at all. You loved to surrender yourself to him. Having him all over you was one of the best feelings in the world - as if you had a warm, loving shield around you, that also happened to be a great kisser, among other things.

He continued to kiss your neck while his slender fingers hooked themselves under your shirt and he began to tug on it. You instinctively raised your arms and before you knew it, Seungwoo had already pulled the shirt over your head and tossed it somewhere into the room. You wrapped your arms around his neck for support while his lips returned to yours again and you pushed your tongue into his mouth, making him moan happily.

"I've already had breakfast..." he mumbled against your lips. His hands moved down from your waist to your hips and you could feel how his grip tightened around your butt. "...but I'm starting to get hungry for lunch," he continued and suddenly you felt how he lifted you up and sat you down on the counter. You squealed as he pushed your legs apart and placed himself in between them. He gave you one final, intense kiss on the lips and then began to trail his kisses down from your neck to your chest, all the way down until his mouth was right between your legs.

Sejun

It was late and night. Neither you or Sejun were able to sleep, so you had decided to watch a movie together. You sat in your favorite spot; in the corner of the couch, and Sejun sat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder.

"I'm thirsty," he whined all of a sudden. You laughed a little, until you saw how he looked at you with those puppy eyes, letting you realize who was gonna have to solve this problem for him. "What, you want me to get it for you?" you asked in disbelief and he nodded sweetly.

With a groan, you got up from the couch and went into the kitchen to grab a glass of water for him and you took one for yourself while you were at it. But when you returned with the water, you saw that Sejun had taken your favorite spot on the couch. Even though he was smiling innocently, he knew very well that was YOUR spot.

"Lim Sejun," you said sternly, "you better get out of that spot right now." He grinned at you, distracting you with the exposure of his beautiful dimples and he shook his head stubbornly. "I don't want to! It's comfy..." You attempted to pull him away from your spot, but Sejun still refused to go anywhere.

Eventually you gave up and decided to get back at him by sitting down on his lap, facing the TV. He looked a little surprised, but satisfied with the outcome. His arms wrapped around your waist and he rested his chin on your shoulder again, but you weren't so keen on letting him have his way. In order to distract him from the movie, you began to grind yourself back and forth on his thigh.

Almost immediately, you felt how he slowly began to get hard and he nervously attempted to shift into a different position. By now Sejun wasn't the only one who began to get needy and you turned around on his lap so you were facing him. You cupped his face with your hands and began to press gentle kisses on his lips. He returned your kisses with the same gentleness and placed one of his hands on the back of your head, softly stroking his fingers through your hair.

You could feel a smile growing on his lips as your kisses became more passionate and you stroked his lovely dimples with your thumbs. "Why do you have to be so cute," you mumbled in between kisses, causing him to grin happily. He moved both of his hands down to your hips and held them tightly as he slowly began to move them for you, making you grind on his thigh again.

You let out a surprised moan and pulled your lips away from his to look into his eyes, which had a little sparkle in them. He was so beautiful when he smiled at you like this. "Don't stop," he said with a husky voice while urging you to keep grinding on his thigh. With flustered cheeks, you obeyed and began to move your hips with more intensity.

A satisfied smirk showed on Sejun's lips and he placed his index finger under your chin to guide your lips back to his. When you felt his tongue brush against your lips, you greedily parted them for him. Both of you let out content little moans as your kisses grew more passionate and hungry and the way you were grinding on his thigh got more desperate.

Let's just say you both missed the entire plot of the movie you were watching...

Hanse

Hanse had been rapping loudly in your ear for several minutes now. Of course he was a great rapper and usually you loved to hear him show off his talents. But not at 2 am when you were trying to sleep. You'd had a long day and wanted nothing more than to close your eyes and drift off, but Hanse still had a lot of energy and didn't feel like shutting up just yet.

He brought his lips so close to your ear that you could feel his breath on your skin as he rapped a part from Take Over and you groaned loudly in annoyance. Finally you had enough and turned to him. You roughly grabbed his chin and pulled him closer to you so you could press your lips on his to shut him up. When your lips detached, you looked him in the eyes and said "I love you very much but please shut the fuck up."

He looked flustered from your sudden kiss. There was a dark blush on his cheeks and a little giggle escaped him. But just when you thought he would finally be quiet, he began to rap his second verse from What I Said: "When I spit bars on this beat, they call it fire, go tell 'em I killed this, man I gotta go harder-"

You pressed your lips on his again and this time also pushed him down into the mattress. Without breaking the kiss, you crawled on top of him. You knew damn well that he just did that so you would kiss him more, but you didn't care. At least he shut up this way.

He grinned so much that you could feel the corners of his mouth curl up as you kissed him. He gently brushed his tongue against your lips, nearly begging for you to let him in. Though you didn't think he deserved to be kissed like that, you enjoyed it too much to refuse, so you reluctantly parted your lips for him.

He put his hand on the back of your neck to pull you even closer to him and he let out little moans as he greedily accepted your kisses. But when he got too excited, you put him in his place by pushing his shoulders back into the mattress, forcing him to stay down. A soft whimper escaped him and he squirmed beneath you in enjoyment.

After a while, you pulled your tongue back from his mouth, but didn't stop kissing him just yet. Rather than pulling away completely, you sucked on his lower lip a little and nibbled on his piercing, fully aware of how horny that made him. He squealed and bucked his hips up at you, brushing his bulge against your inner thigh.

Satisfied, you pulled away and grinned down at him. "Alright, let's go to sleep." He immediately pouted at you and took your hand in his. "Nooooo you can't do that to me! Please!" he whined and he began to press kisses on your hand. You looked down at him without saying a word, but couldn't help but smile a little. He smiled back at you and continued to press tons of kisses on your hand, moving up to your wrist. "Please," he begged, "please let me fuck you first."

You scoffed at him and let out a defeated sigh. "Fine," you groaned, "as long as you know that you don't actually deserve it after being so annoying." He nodded enthusiastically and swiftly pushed you down into the mattress so he could get on top of you. He immediately brought his mouth to your neck and began to place kisses al over it, whispering "I don't deserve you" against your skin.

Byungchan

You sat at your desk with your study materials in front of you. In only two days, you would have a major exam for a course you really struggled with. You had been studying for days already and even though it was going somewhat decently, it took a lot of effort to even understand the littlest things.

You looked up when you heard a knock on the door and Byungchan entered the room. "Hey y/n, are you coming to bed soon? It's 11 pm.." A smile appeared on your face, because having Byungchan around felt like a wave of relaxation after attempting to study for hours. But that smile soon disappeared when you remembered how much work you had left to do.

"I'm sorry honey, but I still have too much to do. I can't just stop yet. If you're really tired you can go to bed without me." Byungchan shook his head and sat down on top of the desk, right next to your study materials. "No, it's not that I'm tired..." he said while picking up your book to have a look at what you were studying. After reading a small paragraph, he quickly put it back down with a mildly disgusted look on his face. "...I just miss your company."

You took his hand and played around with his fingers. His hand was warm and soft and it became so tempting to join Byungchan into the bedroom, but you stayed strong and shook your head. "Not yet. I have to finish this first." Byungchan got up from the desk and stood behind you, laying both of his hands on your shoulders. "How long do you think you need?" he asked, while he gently began to massage your neck and shoulders for you.

You slowly felt yourself getting hotter, but you still picked up your book and returned to the right page. "I don't know honey. Another hour at least..." you sighed.

"Hmmm," was all he replied. He continued to massage your shoulders while he brought his face to your neck and pressed a kiss on your skin. You ignored him and continued to read from your book, but goosebumps began to cover your skin as he pressed more and more kisses onto your neck, while his hair tickled against your cheek.

You froze when you suddenly felt his tongue on your skin and a little shiver went down your spine when you realized he was giving you a hickey. "Hey, I'm trying to study!" You meant to say it sternly, but it came out as a pathetic whimper. He chuckled and the way his breath brushed against your skin made another shiver go down your spine.

You put the book back on the desk and stood up from the chair, turning to him. "Okay how about this: I give you 10 minutes, but after that you have to leave me alone so I can study. Do we have a deal?" He nodded and immediately locked his lips with yours, making you let out a little gasp. His arms snaked around your waist in order to pull you tightly against him and he hummed happily against your lips as he kissed you.

You were a little taken aback by his enthusiasm, but it also turned you on and you wrapped your arms around his neck in return. You slowly shuffled backwards to the desk and sat down on it, pulling him closer to you. He cupped your face with his hands while he kissed you, stroking both of your cheeks before suddenly pulling away from you with a big smirk and sparkly eyes. "10 minutes right?" he asked and you nodded. "That should be enough," he said and then he locked his lips with yours again, while guiding your hand down to his crotch.

Subin

It was a beautiful spring day and since the weather was so good, you and Subin decided to get ice cream together. The birds were happily singing their songs as the two of you entered the park with your ice cream. He got chocolate flavor, while you got vanilla. "Maybe we could sit over there," you said, pointing to an empty spot in the grass. And thus you sat down in the field together, bathing in the sunlight while being surrounded by tons of little flowers.

After finishing the last bite of his ice cream, Subin lay down in the grass and closed his eyes in satisfaction. "Are you photosynthesizing?" you asked him with a little giggle. He pouted at your mockery and opened one eye to look at you. All of a sudden, he sat back up and pointed at your lower lip. "You have something on your face."

"Oh-..." Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment and you brought your hand up to your lip to wipe off the little drop of vanilla ice cream, but Subin firmly grabbed your wrist to stop you. "I'll handle that," he smirked and before you knew it, he was licking the spilled ice cream right from your lip. "SUBIN!" you squealed and you quickly pushed him away, completely flustered.

He just laughed and even had the audacity to lick his lips. "Hmm, you taste nice. I should have gotten vanilla too," he said with a huge smirk, while you were still trying to come to your senses. "Subin, we're in public," you mumbled and you subtly tried to look around to see if anyone had noticed. "So what? People kiss in public all the time," he replied, still with a smirk on his face. "Yeah and that's gross," you murmured in response.

He chuckled and inched a little bit closer to you again. "How can love be gross?" You felt how his index finger hooked underneath your chin and directed your face towards him while he brought his lips back to yours. "I want another taste," he whispered under his breath and then your lips connected again.

Since you weren't caught off guard this time, you could clearly taste the chocolate from his own ice cream on his lips. The combination of lingering chocolate flavor from Subin's lips and the vanilla flavor from your own created a kiss that was almost oreo flavored. The sensation was almost overwhelming, but after a little while you relaxed and gave in completely.

Without breaking the kiss, Subin brought his hand to your shoulder and gently pushed you down onto your back while he lay next to you on his side, supporting himself on his elbow. He moved his free hand from your shoulder to your face and softly stroked your cheek with his thumb.

The grass beneath you tickled the back of your neck, giving you little goosebumps on your neck and butterflies in your stomach. You brought your hands to Subin's neck, stroking your fingers through his hair and soon you noticed that this gave him goosebumps as well.

After some time, Subin slowly pulled his lips away from yours and continued to stroke your cheek while he looked into your eyes. You both had the same loving smile on your face as you looked at each other like this. Then he lay down on his back as well and you rolled onto your side to look at him. "Maybe I'll have the chocolate flavor next time," you grinned.

[slytherinshua]

[ 2:31pm ]

“Why are you ignoring me?” You asked, mostly joking, but also dramatically sighing and resting your head on Byungchan’s shoulder to try to convince him that you were deeply affected by his lack of attention.

“Was I?” He responded, still engrossed in his phone.

“Mhm… and you’re still ignoring me.” You tried to reach to grab his phone, but he held it above his head—- way too high for you to be able to reach unless you sat up properly and you were too comfortable where you were for that.

Your only other tactic? Tickles. Your sneaky hand travelled to your boyfriend’s waist and immediately his giggles filled the room. He tried to grab your wrist to stop you, but he was too busy laughing to properly be able to maneuver it and in the end he had to gently tackle you to stop your relentless tickles.

“Look at that- you’re not ignoring me anymore.” You giggled, looking up at Byungchan’s face that was above yours. His hands held your wrists securely down on the couch, preventing them from any further tickles.

“You can’t win that easily.” He said suddenly, letting you free and snatching his phone back, promptly turning his attention to it.

You huffed, “Since when did I have to work so hard to get my own boyfriend’s attention?”

“Since I decided it was fun to tease you.” He hummed in response, trying hard not to smile at your offended face.

“Then what will it take to get your attention?” You prodded. Your boyfriend stayed silent, sending you the message that you’d have to work a bit harder for his full attention, but it was attainable. 

“Would this be enough to get your attention…?” You murmured, slowly getting closer to him to softly place your lips on his. Of course you were victorious. Never in your years of dating had Byungchan ever said no to kissing you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ victon taglist: @yeonjuns-bluehair,, @syrxiee2

[kyufessions]

drama

synopsis: late night drives with your boyfriend

pairings: boyfriend! hanse x g.n. reader

word count: 0.9k

genre: fluff

a/n: inspired by bloo’s drama ; wrote this blasting it on repeat at four in the morning, so i’d recommend listening to it as you read and look up lyrics afterwards or beforehand. ♥︎

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

as midnight closed in close, you could’ve sworn the glittering moon’s stardust fell into his hair as he drove. the occasional glances down at him as you stood up in the passenger seat, the upper half of your body sticking out of the rooftop of the aging car he insisted on buying because he supposedly fell in love with it at first sight. chipped maroon paint flakes fell into your palm whenever you grazed it ever so slightly, but as long as it made him happy you refused to argue about the purchase. regardless, it was his money and his decision. plus, the rooftop was a bit of an eye opener towards beginning to like the vehicle. hence why you finally agreed to a late night drive with your boyfriend.

“if i get in trouble for sneaking out tonight, im blaming you!” you tease aloud, sinking back down into your seat as your eyes never left his side profile.

the laughter that left his lips made you smile, your heart flipping at the sight of his dimples popping out for you. “blame yourself for agreeing!” as he stopped at a red light, he took his chance to turn to analyze your features; something he genuinely enjoyed doing.

he brought his hand up to cup your right cheek, smiling at your loving facial expression as his calloused thumb rubbed tiny circles into the apple of your cheek. the sight of his tattoos peeking out from under his black and white knitted sweater made your heart beat faster, always falling in love with the art pieces that scattered across his body. looking back to focus on his face, you notice his eyes focusing on your slightly parted lips. taking the opportunity, you leaned forward and brought his lips against yours without hesitation. it was deep, sensational even. both moving in sync, his hand still cupping your cheek as your one hand laid on his chest as you both sat in the car. you were about to request access with your tongue when the beep of a horny brought you both out of your little moment, some yelling followed suit from the car behind you both.

laughter from both of you escaped your mouths, hanse automatically driving off as he realized the roads were clear to do so. as you turn your head to look out the window, your cheeks heat up in slight embarrassment. sure, they probably couldn’t see in through the newly tinted windows but that doesn’t mean you can’t help but feel the tiniest bit of embarrassment. your boyfriend just continued with small fits of laughter accompanied by lil peep playing on the old radio in his car, hearing the smile in his voice as he attempted to sing along but failing as he remembered what happened minutes before.

sitting on the hood of his car, the time nearing one thirty in the afternoon, you stuffed a kimchi kimbap into your mouth as hanse drank a cola flavored slushie with a gamja hot dog. sleeping with sirens’ if i’m james dean, you’re audrey hepburn’s acoustic version played on his shitty car speakers in the empty parking lot down the street from his apartment complex, the mood comforting as your thighs touched with his head on your shoulder.

“stay with me tonight.” hanse suggests, his tone flat with a hint of seriousness laced into it.

swallowing the bite of kimbap, you kiss the top of his head as you wrap your arm around his waist to pull him closer into your side. “why? are you not feeling okay?”

he lifts his head to look at you, adjusting his seating position on the hood of his car to properly look at you as he grabs your free hand in his. “i’m fine, i just don’t want tonight to end. it feels, perfect.”

you smile at his remark, nodding in agreement. jumping down from the hood and onto your feet, as your feet land you pull him down gently with you by his hands. although confused, he allows you to do so. watching with a raised curious brow, he laughs as you start to slow dance dramatically with him in the middle of the parking lot as you sing along to the lyrics. if anyone were to see you both in this moment, they would either feel lovesick at the young couple who were madly in love with one another or would be concerned for the two. either way, nothing in this moment matter but you two. all your focus was on hanse and vice versa, the smiles evident and laughter being heard from miles away.

as the song finished, you both stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds. the only light being from the moon itself and the flickering streetlight awaiting to be fixed a few empty spaces down from where you two stood. the stars danced along to the change of song, filling the darkened sky with minuscule speckles.

“why does this feel like some kind of drama.” he admitted, making you laugh before placing your lips on his.

cupping his face in your hands, you smiled into the kiss as his hands found your waist and slivered underneath the hoodie you were wearing. after several minutes, you both pulled away to regulate your breathing. you went to walk back towards the car, about to suggest a nightly cuddle session inside of his apartment down the street until he pulled you back into his arms. letting out a soft chuckle, you put your chin on his chest as you looked up at him.

“let’s stay like this for a bit longer.” he recommends.

you comply, not questioning why but rather enjoying the moment. although green day’s basket case doesn’t really scream romance to you, being in this very moment with hanse was everything you needed. and, once again, vice versa.

[idisray]

( 𑱗𑱔 ) merry bad ending ʚ park sunghoon

SYNOPSIS...! when sunghoon remembers when he found happiness and inspiration in a blue haired girl called lee hyeri , her moon girl

TAGS...! producer park sunghoon ! × photographer girl oc ! , my own au !! ( all saga ) , slowburn , a lot of anggst , strangers to lovers , fluff , social media , crack

WARNINGS...! alcoholic people , anxiety attacks , strong language , emotional abuse , toxic relationships, overworking , not a happy ending , ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE

FEATURING...! enhypen members , gowon as oc ! , heejin from artms/loona , hyeju from loossemble/loona , some tbz members , sumin from stayc , byungchan from victon, mia as oc ! , bomin from golcha , minju as oc ! , yonghee from cix

STATUS...! on going

UPDATE TIME...! 1-2 a week !

PROFILES...! girls on top ! menz... ! enhacrew ! others !

CHAPTERS...!

one. wrong acc

two. enhacrew + yonghee

three . love-hate

four . do you have a song about it ?

more to be added !!!

[seokmattchuus]

Victon Masterlist

💜 - suggestive 🖤 - smut 🩵 - fluff 🩶 - angst 💚 - sad 🩷 - comedy

Victon as Boyfriends 🩵

Sex Stories (Seungwoo Drabble) Pt. 1 🖤?💜? idk? Pt. 2 🖤?💜? idk?

Tu Vecina (Seungwoo) 🖤

Seungwoo as a Dom 💜?

Reaction to another member flirting with you 🩵?

Secrets (Seungwoo) 🖤

Confessions (Seungwoo Drabble) 🩵

Guess (Seungwoo / Seungyoun) 🖤

Boundaries (Byungchan) 🖤

Byungchan as a dom 💜?

Enough (Byungchan Drabble) 🩶

Reaction to you being too shy to have sex in the dorm 💜?

Reaction to you wanting to try cock warming 💜

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND VICTON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Choi Byungchan

A ⇴ ATTENTION

His eyes will usually be watching you because Byungchan can’t help but fret about you if you’re a little too far away from him. He won’t make a big deal out of giving you attention, but Byungchan will be there.

B ⇴ BICKER

Both of you are at your silliest when you’re around one another, which means that you bicker the most with each other too. You just can’t help yourselves quite a lot of the time, when the opportunity presents itself to start a little squabble, you take it rather than being the adult and ignoring it.

C ⇴ COMFORT

When you’re upset, Byungchan can’t help but be upset with you as he hates knowing that something has got to you. He’ll be right by your side and never leave you alone whilst you’re upset, and then once you’re feeling better, he’ll talk to you about what’s wrong and suggest where you can go after too.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

For the two of you to disagree properly and a full argument to take place is an incredibly rare occasion. Conflict is something that Byungchan dislikes intensely, especially when the person that he’s arguing with is you. He’ll do anything that he can to avoid an argument with you, whether it means trying to change the subject, going silent around you, or sometimes even just walking away from you.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It took a little bit of time for the two of you to get comfortable around each other, you were guarded for a while until you properly felt as if you could trust the other person and open up a little bit more to them. Even once you felt at ease around each other there was still a little bit of hesitation and apprehension in you both as you focused on building up some trust between the two of you most importantly.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Byungchan’s family loved spending time with you, whenever they arranged anything, they always got Byungchan to ask you if you wanted to come along too so that they could see you as well. If he forgot to invite you then he’d always get a telling off, or if you weren’t able to go because you were busy, he’d get moaned at for not mentioning the event to you before you ended up making other plans.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Whilst you didn’t mind going out and spending time with each other, quite often you both preferred the comfort of home instead, usually playing a game or watching something. Your home was a place that you had made particularly cosy as it was the place where you and Byungchan spent so much of your time.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of relying on each other, whenever you needed help or someone to talk to, it was always the other person that you called first. Neither of you could quite describe how close you were when it came to being the one that the other person relied on and always talked to about anything.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Your inside jokes were something that you both kept very close to you, if you accidentally mentioned one of them around someone else, you refused to share what the joke was actually about. No matter how hard someone pushed, your inside jokes were only ever yours and Byungchan’s.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

There was a little bit of sensitivity about Byungchan when it came to your other friends, he wasn’t always at his most comfortable around them, especially those that were larger characters amongst the group. He was always polite and spoke to them with a smile on his face, but on the inside Byungchan’s eyes would often be looking around and taking everything in, observing your other friends closely.

K ⇴ KICKS

Byungchan got a kick out of knowing that he had done something nice for you or been able to be there for you. Whenever you told him that he had helped you or what he’d done had made something easier for you it gave him a little bit of a boost, as that was exactly what he wanted to do as your best friend.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how he could always count on you, if Byungchan ever needed anyone, you were always the person that he would go to before thinking of anyone else. Not once could Byungchan think of a time when he had been let down by you, and the fact that you were constantly there for him whenever he needed you too was something that Byungchan never forgot about you, appreciating it greatly.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met at an event that you were both attending and just started chatting to be social. You were pretty nervous, as was Byungchan, with so many people there, and so the awkwardness that you both felt ended up bringing the two of you together to not feel so alone there.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

It was rare for someone to really see Byungchan’s nonsense side, but you were one of those that did. As soon as he felt comfortable with you, Byungchan let his guard down and allowed himself to be silly.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Byungchan was obsessed with your kindness and how sweet you were both to him and the people that meant a lot to Byungchan too. The caring nature that you possessed was something that he was particularly fond of.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Byungchan were the moments when you were able to just sit together, talk, and open up properly. Byungchan confided in you, just like you did with him, he trusted you with absolutely anything and often being able to tell you about things was such a huge relief for him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He wasn’t afraid to ask you for help or get your thoughts on things, and so Byungchan asked you a lot of questions. Rather than struggle all by himself, he knew it was best to get a little bit of support from you.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

A lot of your friendship gets shared with the fans as Byungchan knows that they’re big fans of your friendship together. If you go out, he’ll make sure to take a photo and upload it once you’re back home so that the fans can hear about what you’ve been up to, or if not then he’ll write about it on Weverse instead.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

It touched him every time that you supported him, especially when Byungchan was having a few moments of self-doubt and worry about an event or performance. It seemed as if you just knew when he was feeling particularly low as you’d show up just at the right moment to be able to hype him up.

T ⇴ TRIPS

Whenever he could, Byungchan loved to bring you along on trips as he often felt guilty whenever he had to leave you at home, especially when he knew that he was going to a place that you particularly loved too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

There was no chance anyone could ever be a better friend to Byungchan than you, that was why you were the best.

V ⇴ VISITS

If he ever felt for a moment that something wasn’t quite right with you and how you were, Byungchan would be straight to your house to see you for himself and make sure that you really were doing alright.

W ⇴ WISDOM

He constantly parted wisdom and advice to you, even for the smallest of problems, Byungchan tried his best to help you out.

X ⇴ XXXX

He can’t help but be affectionate with you and tease you about the difference in height between you both. It’s something that Byungchan never gets tired of no matter how much you try and push him away from you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were Byungchan’s teammate, you worked together perfectly as best friends.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time you both enjoyed the comfort of home, and so if you didn’t fancy staying at the dorm than Byungchan would make sure you got home safely, especially when it was late and getting dark.

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Masterlist

[minheeology]

victon reaction ➳ s/o gives them the silent treatment

requested? : yes!

pairing : victon x gn!reader

a/n : i'm back to writing after a long time...! i haven't written anything in a while so i'm sorry if this is a bit trash. to the anon who requested this a while ago, i'm so sorry for the wait, but i hope you can still enjoy this!

seungwoo

seungwoo was understanding to say the least. even if he didn't know the reason you were giving him the silent treatment, he wouldn't bother you about it. he knows that you'll tell him everything when you're ready. to be honest, even if he did know why you were giving him the silent treatment, he would do something similar. (if it was a serious situation though, he would make sure you were okay no matter what)

seungsik

he handles this maturely. he will simply tell you to talk to him when you want to. of course he hates not talking to you, but if you're going through something, he doesn't want to upset you more. if he's the cause of all of this, he might be a little more pushy, asking you to just talk to him so he can apologize for whatever it was that he did.

sejun

oh boy... he really just wants you to talk to him. he can't handle not hearing your voice, and he'll be sure to let you know that. he'll keep asking "will you please talk to me now, y/n?", and frown when you just shake your head. he'll probably try to make you laugh, since your laugh is just as amazing as your voice. if he upset you and was the reason for all of this happening, he will apologize profusely, even if you never reply to anything he says.

hanse

i see him getting a little angry tbh. i think he would find it unfair that you won't tell him what's wrong, and it'll frustrate him because he just wants to make everything okay. if it's his fault, then he's mad at himself, and ultimately will try not to bother you unless you want him to. he might even give you the silent treatment right back.

byungchan

he's sassy, so be ready. if you're giving him the silent treatment, he might do it right back out of spite (in a joking way). he wants you to know how it feels to not hear your beautiful s/o's voice. if he is the one who caused you to stop talking to him, then he will continuously tell you how sorry he is, even if you're not accepting his apology verbally. he hopes that deep down you're forgiving him for whatever he did.

subin

he's pretty lost tbh. he wants you to talk to him! why won't you talk to him? was it something he did? did something happen? no matter how badly he wants you to talk to him though, he understands that sometimes you need your space and will give it to you. if he did something to cause this though, he might try and get you to open up to him every hour or so.

[ohmyjinsus]

this love

choi byungchan x gender neutral! reader

childhood friends to lovers to exes to ??? || 8.3k (also it’s an idol! au)

I wrote this so long ago and I don't know why I felt like posting in today but here we go - I honestly genuinely think this is some of my best writing ever so uhhhhh enjoy I guess (also listen to this love by taylor swift because this was 110% inspired by that) (sorry for the bad summary)

summary: you and byungchan were always meant to be together, until he debuted and left you behind - will the two of you find your way back to each other in the end?

It was the beginning of summer when the moving truck showed up across the street. You had never been more excited in your life. At five years old, you were dying for somebody new to play with. You prayed that whoever moved in had kids your age. Thankfully, they did.

You met Byungchan a week later, while you were at the park. He needed someone to play soccer with and you were the only other kid around. Soon after that, the two of you became best friends. You were constantly outside or at each others’ houses.

Over time, your parents started joking about your future wedding. Both of you thought it was disgusting, but everyone knew you’d fall in love at some point.

You realize they were right when you’re 16. It’s the first time Byungchan mentions anything about marrying you.

He asked you to go out with him when you were 10, and you’ve been “dating” ever since. No one, including the two of you, took it seriously at first. But over the past six years, you realized your romantic feelings for him were growing and growing. Thankfully, it’s been mutual.

The two of you always walk home from school together, so when the bell rings, you grab your things so you can head to your usual meeting spot. The second you step out of your classroom, Byungchan is there.

“y/n, guess what!” The only other time you’ve seen him this excited is after your first kiss. You rush over to him and take his hands in yours.

“Did you hear back?” Your boyfriend’s wanted to be an idol for years. After countless auditions, you’re praying someone’s finally recognized his talent.

“They’ve accepted me!” You throw yourself into his arms. “I’m officially going to be a trainee.”

“That’s so exciting!” You squeeze him as tight as you possibly can. “I knew you could do it.”

“Thanks,” he whispers, bending down to kiss your cheek.

“We should celebrate,” you tell him.

“Right now?”

“Yes, right now.” You grab his hand and pull him along with you.“Let’s go.”

The first place you go is your favourite bakery. You tell Byungchan you have to have cake, or else it’s not a proper celebration. After that, you visit the mall, stopping at a photo booth. When he kisses you during one of the photos you roll your eyes, but you can’t stop yourself from smiling. Both of you put a copy of the photos in your wallets.

You’re walking around, hand in hand, when you pass a jewellery shop. Byungchan stops walking when he realizes you’ve stopped. You peer through the window, trying to see if there’s anything worthwhile.

“Want to go in?” Your boyfriend asks. You nod, pulling him through the doors.

You wander around, looking at everything. You really only wear accessories like this for special occasions, but you enjoy looking. Once you’ve seen everything, you head over to Byungchan.

“See anything?” You shake your head. He points to the display in front of him. “What if we got matching rings?”

“Are you trying to marry me?”

“Yes,” he responds. When he notices the look on your face, he immediately clarifies. “Not right now, but eventually.” You’re surprised at how casually he says it.

“Really?” You ask quietly. He places a kiss on your forehead as an answer. “So what are these matching rings for?”

“No particular reason,” he says. “Just a placeholder until I buy you an engagement ring.” You roll your eyes at that, but you do love the idea.

“I can’t wait for that day,” you tell him.

“Me neither.”

===

The second time Byungchan says he wants to marry you is when you break up.

You knew his life would get much busier once he started training, but the two of you have made it work for the past two years. Now that you’re 18 and out of school, you’re able to meet him outside his dorm a couple times a week to go on dates. When you can’t see each other in person, he’ll call you before bed and you’ll fall asleep on the phone talking to each other. You’re happy he’s still in your life despite how hectic everything is for him.

On a random Saturday, the two of you make plans to go see a movie in the evening. He said he would pick you up at 6, but when Byungchan shows up at your door after lunch, you’re shocked.

“What’s wrong?”

“y/n, I have a debut date.” The smile on his face makes your heart swell. He’s been waiting for this for years.

“You’re joking.” He shakes his head. “Oh my god.”

You step out the front door so you can give him a hug. “There’s still another three months, but this is amazing.”

“It’s what you deserve,” you tell him, reaching up to give him a kiss.

He’s so caught up in celebrating with you and his group that neither of you realize what this means for your relationship. Not until Byungchan calls you a few weeks later and asks to see you.

“What do you mean?” You’re in your room, getting ready for bed. You figured the two of you would talk for a while before you went to sleep, like usual.

“I need to talk to you.”

“Byungchan, what’s wrong?” His voice sounds serious, it scares you.

“I’m on my way to your house right now, I’ll be there in five minutes.”

“But-”

“Don’t worry, y/n.” He says before hanging up. That only makes your anxiety rise.

You try to push it away, grabbing a sweater before heading out. Soon after you step outside, your boyfriend shows up. The first thing you notice is that he’s crying.

“Baby,” you immediately run over and pull him into your arms. “What’s going on?”

He doesn’t say anything, burying his head in your neck instead. The longer you hold him, the more scared you get. You guide him to your porch, where both of you sit down on the step.

“y/n,” Byungchan says quietly. “We need to break up.”

“What?” Your voice is barely a whisper.

“Our manager spoke to me today and told me I need to reevaluate my priorities,” his voice sounds like it’s going to break. You wrap your arm around his shoulders and pull him into you again. “Apparently I’m spending too much time with you, and if I want to debut, I need to focus on the team.”

You don’t even know what to say. You just focus on Byungchan being next to you. You can’t imagine what your life would be like without him, although you knew this day would come eventually. You know all these companies have dating bans, you just never thought about how they would apply to you.

“I don’t want to leave you.” That’s when the tears start falling from his eyes again. “I love you so much, y/n.”

“Shh,” you tell him, rubbing his back. “It’s okay.”

The two of you sit in silence for a while, while you run it over in your mind. He’s going to have to leave soon anyway. Even if he wasn’t expected to travel and do shows after his debut, he’d be even more busy and definitely wouldn’t have time to spend with you. That’s what makes your heart break more than anything.

“I don’t want to do it,” he says quietly.

“Don’t want to do what?” He sits up, looking at you. When he notices you’re crying too, he reaches over to wipe the tears out of your eyes. You grab his hands and hold them tightly in your own.

“I don’t know,” he answers honestly. “I just don’t want to lose you.”

“You can’t let this opportunity go to waste,” you say. “The boys need you.”

“You need me too.” You give him a small smile.

“Byungchan.” You look right into his eyes. “I love you.”

“I know.” He rests his forehead against yours. “Why is this so hard?”

“Because it’s important to you,” you tell him. “You’ve wanted to be an idol longer than you’ve wanted me.”

“That’s not true,” he responds, right away.

“Don’t be silly.” You run a hand through his hair. “I always knew you’d have to leave.”

He moves away so he can press a kiss to your forehead. “I can’t break up with you like this. I want to do it properly.”

“Is there a proper way to break up with someone?”

“I just want one last night with you before this is over.”

“I’d like that,” you say quietly.

“I wish I could stay with you right now,” he rests his head on your shoulder. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to fall asleep without you.”

When his voice breaks, you almost sob on the spot. You’ve only seen Byungchan cry a handful of times in the 13 years you’ve known him. He doesn’t like anyone seeing him upset, so seeing him so emotional breaks your heart. Especially knowing it’s because of you.

“It’ll be okay,” you try to reassure him, and yourself. “We’ll make our last night worth it.”

“Okay,” he says, getting up slowly. “I guess I should go back now.” You nod awkwardly as he helps you up.

“I love you.” You give him what’s meant to be a quick kiss, but he kisses you deeper than you expected.

“I love you too,” he whispers back, wrapping his arms around you. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Go on,” you tell him, pulling away after a few seconds. The longer he stays, the more it’ll hurt when he leaves. “Go make me proud.” He smiles at that before kissing you again.

“Goodnight y/n.” He’s trying to act like this is any other night, but you can hear the pain in his voice.

“Goodnight my love.”

You watch as he fades into the distance, making sure he’s completely gone before you make your way back inside to your bed. The first thing you do is take a sleeping pill so you can fall asleep quickly, not having to think about this living nightmare any longer than necessary.

While you’re asleep, dreaming of Byungchan, he texts you.

Byungchan: I’m sorry

Byungchan: I love you

The following weekend, you get the house to yourself. You had completely forgotten about your distant cousin’s wedding. They live about an hour away, so your family decides to stay the weekend there. When you pretend to be sick, they’re concerned, but eventually decide to let you stay home alone. If you’re acting weird, no one notices or calls you out on it. You’re extremely grateful.

When you tell Byungchan, it’s bittersweet. You’ve been dreading your final night together, but you’re also happy you can enjoy this time with him. Neither of you plan anything particularly special, but he says he’ll bring you food.

That Saturday, you spend your time decorating the living room. You wish you had a balcony to make this truly romantic, but you’ll work with what you have. You set up lights and hang up sheets to create a fort of sorts. It doesn’t turn out as pretty as you hoped it would, but you know Byungchan won’t mind.

He shows up at 7:00, like he said he would. When you open the door, you immediately wrap your arms around him. You haven’t seen him at all this past week. It feels insanely weird, but you know it’ll be your reality after today. You may as well get used to it.

“I missed you too, y/n.” You pull away, realizing Byungchan’s carrying some take out boxes. You help him with them, leading him inside to the living room. When you put the boxes down on the coffee table, you realize where they’re from.

“Wait,” you say, turning to him. “Our first date.” He nods, smiling at you.

“I thought it would be nice.”

“It is,” you tell him.

You get nervous while he looks around the room, taking in your mediocre decorations. It’s not like you to be anxious in front of him, but considering the circumstances, you find yourself shaking.

“This is really cute,” he says.

“You think so?” He nods. “Should we eat?”

The two of you sit on the floor inside your fort and dig in. You’re trying to act like normal, like this isn’t the last time you’re going to see him. You shake that thought out of your head while you eat. Byungchan tells you about his week, and the plans for their debut. You nod here and there, genuinely interested. Although it hurts, you can hear the excitement in his voice and you’re extremely happy for him.

After you finish eating and cleaning up, Byungchan pulls you onto the couch with him. You cuddle up to him, noticing that he’s holding you tighter than usual.

“What are you thinking y/n?” He asks quietly.

“I miss you already,” you answer, honestly.

“We’ll find our way back to each other someday.” You shake your head.

“Maybe,” you say. “But I don’t want both of us to let our lives pass us by thinking that. You deserve to be happy, regardless of if I’m there. For all we know, we may never see each other again.”

“Sh,” Byungchan says, kissing you to shut you up. “Don’t say that.”

“I hope you’re right,” you tell him. “I really do.”

He intertwines his fingers in yours, kissing you again. The two of you sit in silence for a little while, while he plays with the ring on your finger.

“I was supposed to marry you,” he says, mostly to himself. “I have the ring and everything.”

“You what?”

“I brought it, if you want to see.” You hesitate. You know you’re going to cry at some point today. Why not now?

“I do.”

You watch as he gets up and crosses the room to where his jacket is. He grabs the box out of the pocket and comes back. When he hands it to you, you shake your head.

“Can we pretend?” You ask quietly. “I just want to know what it would have felt like.”

“Sure,” he responds. You sit up on the couch so you’re facing him properly. “I didn’t have a plan or anything, I was just planning on doing it whenever the moment felt right.”

“That’s sweet.”

When he gets down on one knee, your eyes fill up with tears. You’ve been imagining this for ages, but you never thought it would be like this. Seeing Byungchan like this makes you so incredibly happy, but then you remember it’s not real, and your heart breaks all over again.

“I’m not sure what I would have said either,” he admits, “but I’ve wanted to marry you since we were seven. I didn’t even know what love was, but I fell off my bike and you walked me home, and I thought that maybe that was it.”

You remember that day. Byungchan had scrapes on both of his knees. It was the first time you ever saw him cry, but you didn’t laugh. You just held his hand and walked him back to his house. Then you stayed until he felt better.

“I was right, of course,” you smile as he continues. “It’s almost like there’s some invisible string of fate tying us together. I’ve always known I’m meant to be with you.”

You want to say me too but you know you won’t be getting your happy ending. You keep quiet and wipe the tears out of your eyes.

“y/n, I love you more than anything, and I know I’ll never love anyone else this much.” He opens the box. “If things were different, would you have married me?”

“Without a doubt.” He holds the ring out to you.

“Do you want to wear it?” Now his voice sounds like it’s going to break. You move your promise ring from your left hand to your right hand.

“You do it.” As he slides the ring onto your finger, you try not to cry again.

Once he sits next to you again, you take a look at it.

“This is gorgeous,” you tell him.

“I try my best.” You smirk at that. “I wish it actually meant something.”

“It does.” You give him a quick kiss.

The two of you spend the following hours on the couch. You go back through all your memories of each other, from when you met all the way up until now. There’s lots of laughter, but some tears. Although it hurts, you can’t ignore how lucky you are to have even been with Byungchan in the first place.

Around 2am, you’re both falling asleep. Before you pass out completely, you drag him upstairs to your room with you. You throw your phones on the nightstand and immediately fall into bed. As soon as you’re lying down, Byungchan’s arms are around you again.

You close your eyes, resting your head against his chest. As you breathe him in, you try to memorize everything about this moment. Your biggest fear is forgetting what it feels like to be in his arms.

“y/n,” he whispers. You feel his arms tighten around you. “Tell me not to go.”

“Don’t be silly.”

“I’m not being silly.” You move so you can look at him. As you sit up, he grabs your hands in his. “If you tell me not to do it, I won’t. I’ll tell them I changed my mind.”

“Sh,” you say, running a hand through his hair. “Why on earth would I do that?”

“Because you love me.” You shake your head as he sits up himself.

“I do love you,” you tell him. “That’s why I’m letting you go. It would be selfish and stupid of me to ask you to stay.”

“No it wouldn’t.”

“Byungchan,” you say quietly. “I know you’re scared.”

“Of course I’m scared-”

“Not about losing me,” you cut him off. “About debuting.”

He stays silent for a second, avoiding your eyes.

“Everyone will love you,” you reassure him.

“What if I’m the least popular member of the group?” You hit him. “I’m serious. All the others are much more talented than me.”

“Shut up,” he smiles. “You’ll always be my bias.”

“Good.”

“Who wouldn’t want to bias you?” He kisses your cheek. “In addition to having a lovely voice and great dancing skills, you’re sweet, and funny, and kind, and adorable.”

“Tell me more y/n,” he says, nuzzling his face in your neck. You roll your eyes. “Thanks.”

“You’ll be fine,” you tell him. “The boys will take good care of you. I trust them.”

“Me too.”

“There you go,” you settle back into his arms, laying down again. “It’ll be great. I have faith in all of you.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am,” you tell him. “Now go to sleep.”

“Fine,” he says, laughing. “Goodnight y/n.”

He reaches over to turn the light off, before pulling you closer. Once you’re comfortable, resting against his chest, you close your eyes.

“Goodnight Byungchan.”

When you wake up the following morning, Byungchan is still fast asleep. You stay in his arms as long as you possibly can. You can’t believe this is the last time you’ll see him for who knows how long, maybe ever. The longer you can make it last, the better.

You’re falling asleep again when his ringtone starts playing from the nightstand. Both of you jump up, shocked by the noise.

“Sorry,” he says to you, sitting up in bed. You sit up as well, staying close to him. You rest your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes again.

“Hello,” he says into the phone. You’ve never met any of his managers, but you can tell it’s one of them. “What time do you need me there?”

While he talks, he takes your hand in his. You think back to your middle of the night conversation. Begging him to stay doesn’t seem like a terrible option right now. You don’t know what you’ll do once he’s gone and you have to return to your empty bed.

He’s on the phone for quite a while. You try to tune his voice out, hoping he doesn’t have to leave just yet. When he hangs up, he squeezes your hand.

“y/n, I’m sorry.”

“You have to go.” It’s not a question. You can just tell.

“Yeah.”

“I mean you were going to eventually.” You say, trying to act like it doesn’t bother you. “Come on,” you tell him, getting out of bed.

Neither of you speak as you get up. Byungchan grabs all his things from around your room, stopping to look at every picture you have of both of you. The entire history of your relationship is scattered around your walls. He picks up the photo of the two of you the day you bought your promise rings.

“You should put this in your wallet.”

“What?” You ask, pulling on a clean shirt. It’s one of his, of course.

“That’s where I keep mine.” You walk over and take it from him.

“I will.” He smiles at you, and it almost breaks your heart. You poke his dimple, trying not to think about how that’s probably the last time you’ll get to do it.

“Good.”

Within minutes, he’s got all his things and the two of you are standing at your front door. You’ve already told him you won’t walk him to his dorm. Both of you agreed it would be best for him to say bye here.

“y/n,” he says as the two of you stand in the doorway. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Me neither,” you tell him. “Good luck? Not that you need it.”

“Thanks.” Both of you are extremely awkward. “Are you still sure you don’t want me to stay?”

You nod slowly. “Go live out your dreams. You’re going to be amazing.”

“I hope you get to do the same thing,” he says. “I just want you to be happy, y/n.”

“I will be,” you reassure him. “Not any time soon, but one day. And so will you.”

“Yeah.” He pulls you into his arms. You hug him back, tighter than you ever have before. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You hold onto each other for as long as possible. When you finally pull away, he gives you a kiss. Your last one.

“Go,” you whisper, when he doesn’t move away. “The longer you stay, the harder it’s going to be.”

“You’re right.” The second his arms aren’t around you anymore, you feel cold. “I guess I should.”

“Good luck,” you say, as he steps outside. You follow him, standing on your porch. The same one where he picked you up on your first date. The same one where he told you he was breaking up with you. And now it’s the one where you’ll say your final goodbyes.

“You already said that.”

“I love you.” He smiles.

“You already said that too.”

“Sorry,” you say, trying not to cry as you say your next words. “Goodbye Byungchan.”

“Bye y/n.” He leans and kisses your cheek before turning away. He’s fighting back tears as well.

You watch as he walks down your street, further and further away from you. You keep hoping he’s going to turn around and run back, but you know that would make this harder.

As his figure becomes smaller and smaller, your heart breaks even more.

When he turns the corner, you know he’s really gone. You can’t help but fall to your knees as your emotions overtake you. You have no idea how long you stay there, sobbing on your front porch.

Eventually you find the strength to stand and go back into your house. Once you’re in your room, you pick up the picture from the photo booth again. The two of you look so happy. That version of you could have never predicted this is how your love would end.

You consider putting it in your wallet, like you said you would, but you know that would just break you every time you saw it. You put it in your drawer, so it’s completely out of sight. You’ll have to do the same with all your other pictures, but you can’t find it in you right now.

As you close the drawer, you remember the engagement ring on your finger. You pull it off, throwing it in as well. Then you slam the drawer shut so hard, you jump. You don’t care, you just don’t want to see that ring again.

===

The third time you hear Byungchan talk about marriage is years later, while you’re out having dinner with your friends.

You haven’t spoken to him since the day he left. A month later, you left your hometown and never looked back. You couldn’t stand walking past the places you used to go together and remembering all the moments you shared. When the opportunity to leave came up, you took it right away.

Now, five years later, you’re someone completely different. You’re 23, in a new city, where no one you know is aware of your past with Byungchan. You’re just somebody who moved here for university and decided to stick around afterwards. Some of your friends are Victon fans, but whenever they talk about them, you smile and say their music isn’t really your thing.

All of you decide to go out on a Friday night, just for the hell of it. You’re sitting in the booth at the back of the restaurant when one of your friends notices the TV in the corner.

“Look,” she says, “it’s that band you like.” All of your heads look up.

“Oh my god, Hanse looks so good!” One of your other friends says. You roll your eyes, pretending you don’t care. But when you catch a glimpse of Byungchan, you can’t ignore the longing in your chest. You do miss him from time to time. More often than you’d like to admit. Especially when he smiles like that. You remember when you used to be the reason for that look on his face.

“Turn it up please,” someone says to the bartender. Once the volume’s loud enough, all of you go quiet.

You haven’t been keeping up with the group recently. You know they had a comeback recently, as your friend had spoken about it a few weeks ago. It only makes sense they would be doing interviews as a part of their promotions.

“I’m sure you get this question a lot,” the interviewer says. “But if you weren’t idols, what do you think you’d be doing?”

You listen as they go down the line, trying to guess what Byungchan’s answer will be. For as long as you can remember, he wanted to be an idol. You’re sure he mentioned something else when the two of you were young, but it doesn’t come to mind now.

“And you, Byungchan?” You flinch at the mention of his name, trying to focus on something else. You take the promise ring off your finger and start fiddling with that to distract yourself, but then you remember where it’s from.

“I was actually dating someone before we debuted,” you hear him say. That makes you freeze. “If I weren’t an idol, I think we’d be married by now.”

“That’s so cute!” One of your friends says, but you ignore them, keeping your eyes glued to the screen. “Bless his heart.”

“Do you keep in touch?” The interviewer asks. Byungchan shakes his head. That’s when you notice him twirling the ring on his own finger. You’re shocked he still wears it after all this time.

“We haven’t spoken in years.” He shrugs it off and smiles though. “I’m sure we’re both living out our dreams. They just didn’t happen to include each other.” To anyone else, it would seem like he’s just speaking normally, but you notice the minor shakiness in his voice. Thankfully, Subin’s next to answer and quickly shifts the attention to himself.

“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard,” your other friend says.

“I hope they find their way back to each other someday,” another one replies. You stare at the table in front of you. “Did you notice that ring on his finger? I wonder if they had matching ones.”

At that exact moment, your own slips out of your hand and onto the floor. Someone reaches down and grabs it for you. Before he hands it over, he hesitates.

“Hey, your ring kind of looks like his, y/n.” You smile awkwardly, taking it back. “Are you sure you aren’t his long lost lover?”

“Tons of people have silver rings like this,” you say, trying to keep your cool. “You should get one too.”

Another friend suggests all of you get matching ones, which makes everyone laugh. Soon after, your food arrives.

You pray no one notices how quiet you are for the rest of the night.

===

The wedding invitation arrives on a Thursday. You’re grabbing the mail from your mailbox when you notice a slightly bigger envelope. When you pull it out, you’re confused. There’s no return address on it, but it’s definitely addressed to you.

Once it’s opened, you see it’s from a high school friend back home. The two of you have kept in touch since you left, but you wouldn’t consider yourself to be close friends. She messages you sometimes, just to check in, but you haven’t seen each other in person in years. You’re surprised she thought to invite you. She must have gotten your address from your family.

At first, you don’t want to go. The only time you go home is during the holidays, otherwise you avoid it at all costs. Your family does miss you, but they understand you have a life of your own now. You’d hate to admit the memories of Byungchan still haunt you. They’re the main reason you still hate going back.

However, your friend calls you the following week, specifically asking you to attend the wedding. She thinks it would be nice for everyone to see each other again. You can’t argue with that. She was always a good friend to you, helping you with homework whenever needed. She was also one of the very few people you spent time with outside of school. It’s impossible to say no, so by the end of your phone call, you agree.

You book a train ticket right after. You decide to go the day before the wedding, then you’ll spend three days in your childhood home, and take the train back on Monday.

On your train ride over, you stay on your laptop the whole time, focusing on your work. In the past few days leading up to your trip, you’ve noticed yourself growing jealous. The thought of going home, and seeing the places you used to go with Byungchan, has been painful enough. But then you think of the wedding and the engagement ring that’s still in your desk and it hurts even more. It was supposed to be you and Byungchan getting married, not someone else.

When you get home, your family is elated to see you. You put your things away and spend the evening with them, catching up on all you’ve missed since your last phone call. When you go to bed, you’re too exhausted to think of anything else and fall asleep right away.

The following day, you spend the morning getting ready for the wedding. You haven’t seen your school mates in years, you have to make an effort to look great. The entire point of you moving away was to become someone new and improved. You need to make that evident to your former peers as well.

You leave your house at the last possible minute, not wanting to arrive any earlier than necessary. The last thing you want is to have to make awkward small talk with people you have nothing in common with anymore.

When you arrive at the venue, you take a seat in the back, trying not to be seen. It’s times like these when you regret cutting ties with everyone in your hometown. It would be great to have somebody to sit with and talk to right now, but you sit awkwardly instead, focusing on the ceremony pamphlet in front of you.

Although there is the small hint of jealousy in the back of your mind, you can’t deny it’s a beautiful wedding. You vaguely remember the groom from high school. He’s a few years older than you, and he and your friend started dating once you had graduated, so you never spent much time with him. He seems nice though.

When it’s time for the reception, you choose a seat in the back again. You wish you could get something from the bar, but you’ll be driving. You sit and distract yourself with your phone instead, texting your friends back home.

After a while, you decide it might be a good idea to be sociable. You glance around the room, trying to see if there’s anyone you know. That’s when you spot a familiar face on the other side of the room.

You have to be hallucinating. There’s no way Byungchan is here. He’s got more important things to do. He’s an idol, he can’t be coming to some random classmate’s wedding. Sure, he was close with the bride as well, but not close enough to attend something like this.

You shake the idea out of your head, refusing to look in that direction again. You need air. There’s a balcony overlooking the garden where you’re all gathered. You grab your things and head there as quickly as your feet can take you.

Once you’re up there, you lean against the railing, trying to calm yourself down. You’re wrong. It’s definitely not him. There’s no way.

You don’t know why it makes you feel so anxious. Even if it is him, what’s the worst that could happen? Your mind starts to run through all the possibilities. What if he’s dating someone else? What if he’s going to marry someone else? You feel like crying.

As you try to take deep breaths, you can hear footsteps behind you. You ignore it, figuring it’s someone random looking for the bathroom or something.

“y/n, is that you?”

You spin around so fast, it almost makes you dizzy. When you see Byungchan standing in front of you, you’re at a loss for words.

“Are you okay?” He asks, rushing to your side. “You look kind of frazzled.”

“I’m fine.” You shake your head. “I’m just surprised to see you.”

“Is that a happy surprised or…?” He looks scared too.

“I’m not sure yet,” you admit. He smiles at that.

“Should I get you some water or something?” Byungchan moves to head downstairs again, but you grab his arm before he can. The contact makes both of you freeze for a second.

“I’m okay.” You quickly drop your hand. “Thanks though.”

You have no idea what to say to him. Although you hoped you would see him again, you never thought it would actually happen.

“Are you having fun?” Byungchan asks suddenly. You look over at him. He’s just as lost as you are. That’s reassuring.

“Not really,” you tell him. “I haven’t spoken to any of these people in years.”

“Me neither.”

“I know that,” you say jokingly. He smiles, which makes you feel much more at ease. It’s awkward for both of you, but you’ve known each other for almost 2 decades. You shouldn’t be so concerned about what he thinks.

You ask him if he went to the ceremony. He says no, he only got here this morning. You want to ask why he bothered coming in the first place, but something holds you back. The two of you talk about how pretty the reception is and how they planned it really well.

“I wanted a photobooth at my wedding too,” you say without thinking. Byungchan glares at you.

“You got married?” You shake your head quickly.

“No, no,” you reassure him. “I wanted to get married but…” You hesitate. “I don’t anymore.”

He stays silent, realizing what you mean. You wonder if it’s been the same for him. Over the years, you’ve thought about dating again, but you could never bring yourself to do it. You never wanted to be the kind of person who’s hung up on their ex for years after, but you just can’t move on from Byungchan. Your heart won’t let you.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, he decides to break the tension.

“Have you been keeping up with our new comeback?”

“I saw the music video,” you say, deciding to wind him up. “Seungsik’s looking nice these days. You know he’s my bias, right?” Byungchan smirks. The fact that you can still make him smile makes you insanely happy.

“No, he’s not.” He moves closer to you, so both of you are looking out at the party below.

“Shut up.” You bump your shoulder against his.

“Really though,” Byungchan breaks your thoughts. “What did you think of the album?”

“I didn’t listen to it,” you answer honestly. “Not even the title track.”

“What?” He looks shocked. You shake your head.

“I haven’t listened to any of your music since your debut.” You avoid his eyes.

“Why not?” He sounds upset.

“It still hurts,” you say quietly, glancing over at him. Byungchan looks away.

“If it makes you feel any better,” he replies after a few seconds, “it hurts for me too.”

Your heart almost jumps out of its chest. When you saw him wearing his ring on television, you suspected he still thought of you. You didn’t think he would admit it.

“Really?” He nods.

“That’s mainly why I came today, because I wanted to see you again.”

“What if I wasn’t here?” You ask.

“I know you’re close,” he gestures towards the bride, who’s dancing with her husband. “You wouldn’t miss this.”

“You’re right.”

“I know you better than anyone, y/n.”

“I missed you.” You say it without even thinking. Byungchan smiles at you.

“I missed you too.” You feel a rush of affection for him. The two of you stand there in silence for a second, watching the crowd below. There’s a couple you remember from high school, sitting at a table off to the side laughing together.

“That should’ve been us,” you say, mostly to yourself.

“It still could be us.”

“Choi Byungchan,” you turn to face him. “Are you asking me out?”

“Yes.” He doesn’t hesitate. “You’re not dating anyone, are you? I’m sorry if you are-”

“I’m not,” you reassure him.

“Good.” That makes you both blush.

“Don’t you have promotions to do? Surely the team needs you back quickly.”

He shakes his head. “I’m still home for a few days. I told them I wanted to spend some time with my family.”

“That’ll be nice for you,” you say. “I hope they’re all doing well.”

“I’ll tell my mum you say hi.” That makes you smile. She was always extremely kind to you whenever you were over, going the extra mile to make you feel like it was your home too. When you told her that wasn’t necessary, she would scold you, saying she was going to be your mother-in-law one day.

“When are you taking me on a date then?” You ask. Byungchan’s face lights up.

“Whenever you want.” You want to say right now, but you figure that’s ridiculous.

“Tomorrow?” He nods. “Afternoon?”

“Mum might want to do something, but when I tell her I have plans with you, I’m sure she won’t mind.” You smile at that. “I’ll text you once I know what’s going on.”

“You’d need my number for that.” He grabs his phone out of his pocket, handing it over.

“Go on then,” he says. It’s still locked. You don’t even think twice, using his password from high school. As soon as you type in your birthday, his home screen pops up.

“You still-”

“Yeah,” he whispers. You want to kiss him right then, but you shake it out of your head. That would be incredibly dumb.

You find his contacts and scroll through, wondering if he still has you saved. If his password is your birthday, surely he hasn’t deleted you. When you find your name, there’s still a red heart next to it.

“You’re joking,” you say as you press edit and type in your new number. “You’re ridiculous, Byungchan.”

“Why are you blushing y/n?”

“I’m not.” You hand his phone back.

“Let me see my name in your phone then.” You shake your head. There isn’t a heart next to his name anymore, but your password is his birthday too. You never bothered changing it.

“I deleted your contact card,” you lie. He ignores you, unlocking his phone to send you a text. When your phone vibrates, he smiles.

“Now you can make a new one.”

The two of you stay on the balcony a little longer. You catch him up on what all of your classmates have been doing. Although you haven’t spoken to any of them recently, you follow them on social media. You’ve been keeping up with who’s married and who’s had kids. He finds it crazy that a lot of your classmates are already parents.

Soon after, Byungchan has to leave. It’s getting quite late, so you decide to go as well. Both of you quickly say bye to the bride and groom before heading out. Once you’re in the parking lot, you turn to face each other.

“Do you need a ride home?” You shake your head.

“Do you?”

“I brought the car.”

“You haven’t been drinking, have you?” You ask quickly. “I didn’t see you with anything, but I just want to make sure.”

“All I drank was water, don’t worry.” He smiles at you.

“Okay, good. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“I won’t,” he tells you. “Especially not before our date.” You roll your eyes at that.

The two of you stand there awkwardly for a second. You aren’t sure if you should hug him, or just say bye and head to your car. You wait for him to make the first move, but he looks just as conflicted as you do.

“Alright, bye y/n,” Byungchan says, finally.

“Bye.” You decide to bite the bullet and pull him in for a hug.

He seems a bit startled at first, but when you wrap your arms around his neck, he holds you tight. He smells just as good as you remember. You can’t believe you haven’t held him like this in 5 years.

“I missed you so much, y/n.” His voice is so quiet, you barely hear him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, alright?” You say as you pull away. He nods, his arms lingering around your waist for a second longer.

“Good night.” Byungchan grabs his car keys from his jacket before heading towards his car.

As you watch him leave, you realize you haven’t felt this happy in a long time.

===

You feel like a teenager again. You spent the entire night fretting over what to wear and what to do on your date. Byungchan might have something in mind, but because you decided so last minute, you want to have a back up plan yourself. You’re sure whatever you do will be great, because you’ll be with him again, finally.

He says he’ll be over at 2:00, so you sit by the window at 1:45, waiting for him to walk up your driveway. When you see him, you run away quickly, hoping he didn’t see you watching. You want to open the door, but you don’t want to seem so desperate. You wait for him to ring the doorbell, then wait a full minute before answering.

“y/n-”

You don’t even let him finish, throwing yourself into his arms again. You hug him tighter than you did yesterday. Byungchan doesn’t seem to mind, holding you close.

“You good?” He asks, once you pull away. You nod, quickly locking the door behind you.

“Where are we going?”

You wind up at your favourite bakery. It’s the same place you had cake the day Byungchan became a trainee. He orders the same thing you had back then. As you sit in the corner, he tells you what his life’s been like since he left. It doesn’t hurt as much as you thought it would.

You ask about all the members, which Byungchan finds surprising. He didn’t expect you to remember so much about them. He says they’ll be happy to hear from you. You don’t know how to feel about that, but it makes you smile.

When you’re finished there, the two of you wander around for a while. You’ve both decided to avoid crowded places like the mall. Lots of people know this is his hometown, and you don’t want him to get swarmed by fans. You do run into a few on the street.

Byungchan stops to say hello and take pictures. You hang back, not sure if he wants to be seen with you. Rumours might spread, and you don’t want to get him into any trouble.

You watch from a distance as he talks to them, asking how long they’ve been Victon fans. It turns out they’re students. They go to the same high school both of you did. Byungchan’s so excited when he learns this. His smile’s bright to begin with, but he lights up even more when they tell him.

After about 15 minutes, they say goodbye. They wish him good luck with the comeback and he wishes them good luck with school. As they walk away, he rushes back to you.

“Sorry about that,” he says. You shake your head, smiling.

“Don’t be sorry,” you tell him. “You just made their day.”

You glance behind you, where you see the group all on their phones. They’re probably sending their friends the photos. You know you’d do the same if you’d met an idol as a teenager. One of them looks up and sees you watching.

“Let’s go.” Byungchan snaps you out of your thoughts, taking your hand in his. It catches you off guard, but you don’t mind.

You spend the next few hours wandering around, hand in hand. The two of you reminisce about your relationship, talking about a lot of your past dates. It’s nice to know he remembers everything as vividly as you do. In fact, he remembers some things you forgot.

Eventually, you wind up at the park near your old elementary school, where Byungchan asked you to go out with him, 13 years ago. That’s probably why you were both drawn here.

You sit on the grass, laying your jackets underneath you. There was a convenience store a block back, so you grabbed some snacks. It’s about dinner time now. You assumed Byungchan would want to go back to eat with his parents, but he hasn’t said anything about going home. You aren’t going to, you’re having too much fun with him.

“I missed this place,” he says, in between sips of his drink.

“Me too,” you reply. “There’s a lot of places I haven’t been back to because I didn’t want to go without you.”

“What do you mean?” He takes your garbage, tossing it into the bin a few metres away. He misses, which makes you laugh. You get up and throw it away for him.

“I’ll pretend that didn’t happen, don’t worry.” He smiles. “You’re everywhere I look here, that’s why I had to leave.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” you admit. “I just couldn’t stand the thought of being here without you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” You ask. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I know, but still. I feel like there’s more I could’ve done.”

You take his hands in yours, moving closer.

“You’re here now,” you say. “I didn’t expect that, but I’m extremely grateful for it.”

“Good,” he responds. “Me too.”

“What do we do?” You know he can’t stay. It’s just going to be a repeat of last time.

“I don’t want to give up on you again.” He looks right into your eyes. “I let you go once, I can’t let it happen again.”

Your heart swells. You’ve been waiting so long to hear him say those words. You can’t believe it’s actually happening right now.

“But-”

“I don’t care,” he cuts you off. “I’m sure we can make it work somehow. We were young before, we didn’t know what we were doing.”

“That’s true.”

“We’re more sure of ourselves now,” Byungchan squeezes your hands. “I want to try again.”

“Me too,” you tell him, smiling. “You were right.”

“About what?”

“You said there was some invisible string of fate tying us together. I didn’t believe you back then.”

“But now you do?” You nod.

“Maybe we are meant to be together, after all.” He laughs at that.

“Of course we are.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

He leans in, giving you a kiss. You’ve never felt so loved or happy in your life. When he left, you didn’t think you would ever see him again, but here he is in front of you.

When he pulls away, you can’t get the smile off your face. The boy you’ve loved your entire life is back. And he still loves you too. You don’t know how you got so lucky.

“So, y/n,” Byungchan says. “My soulmate, the love of my life-” You smirk. “Can we try again?”

“Yes.” You reply right away. He kisses you again. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

“Why are you so cheesy?” You smack him.

“Shut up.”

“I love you too, y/n.”

[seungs1ks]

new victon writing blog!💙💛

hello alices of tumblr!

welcome to a new victon writing blog! my name is sab.

i am taking requests for scenarios, drabbles, reactions, etc.! i write fluff & smut for all members of victon x reader. please, no non-con, or member/member pairings. feel free to to request multiple members for drabbles and reactions. 

thank you for reading. i’m so excited to write for my favorite boys and i hope you alices enjoy reading💕 

gif credit: limsejun

[ethereal-lix]

So I’ve noticed that’s there’s a lack of Victon imagines and stuff and that makes me super sad cause I love them, I don’t normally send in requests bc I never know what to request and I feel so so so awkward doing it but for victon I’ll send in requests lol

So if you write for victon reblog this and/or message me and I’ll send you some requests. I have a lot of ideas and I’ve written them down. So if you want some victon requests OR requests in general let me know and I’ll send them in 😊😊

If you know someone who’s requests are open please let me know

[huihuiheart]

Flufftober D17: Teddy - Byungchan

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Pairing: Byungchan x GN Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Byungchan had been practicing late and it was starting to weigh on both of you, so you decided to visit him and try and convince him to get some well needed rest.

Warnings: Slight overworking.

Word Count: 287 

Byungchan had been spending many late nights in the dance studio practicing for an upcoming comeback, and by extension, you’d spent many long nights tossing and turning wide awake in your shared bedroom awaiting his return. Tonight you decided you had waited long enough and that the both of you were desperately in need of more sleep. So you found yourself shuffling up to their dance room in slippers, sweatpants, and an oversized hoodie at 3 in the morning. Byungchan looking up and meeting your bleary sleep-deprived eyes, gaze softening as you shuffled in clutching the stuffed bunny he had gifted you early in the relationship.

“Baby, what are you doing here? You need sleep.” He speaks gently, walking over to your form to cup your cheeks and make you look back into his eyes. Love, but also concern twinkling in them.

“I can’t sleep without you.” You answer, nuzzling at one of the palms cupping your face, “Besides, you need sleep too. I know you’re worried, but you can’t run yourself into the ground like this.” 

“Alright, let me pack up and we’ll go back home,” Byungchan assures you, moving to put his things up without much fight. How could he when you were here looking so adorable and so exhausted. “It might still take me a bit to get into bed though, I need a shower.”

You give a small nod, taking his hand so that you both could walk out and go home, “I know...I just need you home with me.”

“That’s okay baby, we’re going home right now and then we’ll both be able to rest up. I’ll be with you all night, so you don’t have to worry about anything, my love.”

[ddaehyeon]

of lazy evening indoor dates: movie marathon with victon

requested! ✧ ot7; fluff | victon masterlist

♡ han seungwoo

snuggled close to you by the couch as he checked your reactions, a small smile gracing his lips whenever he looks at you

♡ kang seungsik

full of reactions for the scenes, would sometimes compliment the cinematography displayed. your hand tugged in excited squeezes

♡ heo chan

chattering a lot, trying to deduct what will happen next. laughs at the wrong part of the movie, something that would earn a chuckle from you too

♡ lim sejun

a bowl of popcorn shared in the middle of the two of you, every time he'd go and take some of it, he'd make sure to feed you as well

♡ do hanse

head rested in your shoulder with his fingers interlaced with yours. a peaceful old movie playing, it's the same one you've watched over a year ago

♡ choi byungchan

a frustrated pout on his lips due to the dumb choices and decisions the lead characters make. your chuckle snapping him out of it, a confused look provided

♡ jung subin

silent and observing, something that made you miss it when his eyes closed. only when he curled closer to you did you realize that he already fell asleep

[slytherinshua]

Let's Go See the Stars

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre and tags: fluff. slight angst. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: crying and kisses. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: byungchan x reader. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 911. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: inspired by byungchan's cover of 'let's go see the stars' by park bogum, so if you haven't listened to that, go listen to it!!

To say it hadn’t been your best week would be an understatement. You must have cried over 10 times just over little, insignificant things. You had totally tanked your exam, and would probably get a bad grade in your class because of it. You tried to forget about it as you laid on your bed, breathing softly and staring at the ceiling, and you did manage to forget about the exam - it wasn’t that hard. But you couldn’t forget about your boyfriend leaving tomorrow.

He was going off to college, and you were staying here. You didn’t know how often you would be able to see him, but you were expecting it to be very little compared to now. He promised he would text and call you everyday if he could, but it wouldn't be the same as seeing each other in person, and you both knew that. After seeing each other almost every day for the past 2 years, it would be such a sudden change, and you hated the idea of it. 

Your phone began to vibrate beside you and you turned lazily towards it, eyes almost tearing up at the sight of his contact. “Byungchannie 🐣💛” - it had stayed the same since you first fell in love with him at sixteen. You answered the call, breathing out a soft “hey” and closing your eyes, just listening to his sweet voice. 

“Jagi, can you come out? I’m at your house now.” He paused, smiling and looking up at your window. “Make sure to grab a light jacket, cause it’s a bit chilly.”

“Okay.” You smiled, sitting up and peaking out your window. He stood just outside, a dimpled smile displayed on his face, and the fact that he looked happy helped you to feel a bit better. His bicycle was stopped behind him, and his hair was slightly messy from the wind. He noticed the curtain move slightly and smiled wider, staring straight at you.

“I’ll be right down.” You said, smiling as you hurriedly hung up the call and grabbed the closest jacket you could find, rushing out the door. 

You caught Byungchan in a hug as soon as you ran out, clutching his sweater closer to you from behind. He wrapped his arms around you immediately, hands going up to hold the back of your head and stroke your hair. 

“Do you want to go somewhere?” He asked in a whisper, breaking the hug to look at your face. You smiled in approval. “Let’s go see the stars.” He said, placing a hand on his bike to stabilise it before getting on it. You sat behind him carefully, holding onto his waist. 

“You ready?” He asked. You hummed in response, hugging him a bit tighter as he started to pedal away. You rested your cheek on his back, breathing in the cool night air. It helped you not focus on this being one of the last times you would see him for months.

He rode through the suburban area, eventually stopping at a tall building. “Let’s go.” He smiled again, offering you his hand to get off the bike. You continued to hold it tightly as the two of you walked up the stairs, all the way to the roof of the building. 

You didn’t really need to talk, so both of you stayed silent for a while. The weight of him leaving tomorrow was heavy in the air, and the topic would eventually come up if you started talking anyway. You were more content to just look at the stars, Byungchan hugging you from behind to stay close and keep you both a bit warmer.

“You know I love you, right?” Byungchan asked softly.

“I know. I love you too.” You smiled sadly, “I’ll miss you.” You turned around, making eye contact with him to let him know how sincere you were being.

“I wish I didn’t have to leave you. 7 months is a long time.” He said, his happy resolve finally breaking away in front of you as he started to tear up slightly. He looked away from you, trying to stop his tears from falling, but he was unsuccessful as they started to slide down his cheeks.

“Don’t cry.” You choked out, feeling your throat get dry and your own tears build at your waterline. You wiped one of his tears away with your thumb, embracing him in a hug again. You rubbed your hand up and down his back to try to comfort him, and it seemed to work a bit.

“I’ll really miss you. I promise to call you every day.” He whispered, and you felt like your heart shattered in your chest. He kissed your forehead, working down the side of your face with more soft kisses before finally reaching your lips. He captured your lips in a longer kiss, knowing it would be the last one for a while.

You didn’t want to stop kissing him, as it was a very effective distraction from the crying just before. You were forced to pull away once you ran out of breath, but that didn’t stop you from going up on your tiptoes to place gentle kisses on his neck amongst your rushed breathing. He giggled softly at your breath which was tickling the skin on his neck, his charming dimples appearing on his cheeks.

“I really love you.” You murmured into his ear, and it made his heart race as if you two had just started dating. 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ victon taglist: @yeonjuns-bluehair,, @syrxiee2

[moonandsunwoo]

VICTON in Hogwarts

➛ victon in Hogwarts

➛ warnings: none

➛ I would like to remind everyone that this is my opinion and you're free to disagree! this is just how I would sort them if were some sort of sorting-hat...now enjoy:)

Head strong, hot headed Seungwoo would get sorted into Gryffindor the second the hat touched his head

Grinning from ear to ear that boy, skipping over to his new home, already looking forward to a new chapter in life

To be very honest, he was terrified and couldn’t believe the sorting-hat actually saw courage as one of his main traits so that’s on that

Boasty loud student he is, always showing off but never at inappropriate times

You just knew him alright

He was the chosen one in terms of noise

Where he was, laughter followed

Not afraid to stick up for other people tho

So if you think you can make fun of someone and make them feel very bad about themselves, expect Seungwoo to show you your place

There’s only a few things he couldn’t stand and morning classes history of magic and bullies were two of them

The other ones were Madam Pomfreys cough-medicine and the fanged geranium in the greenhouse

Yeah with that one he was at war

Seungwoo was also at war with every single other plant that had teeth or fangs of any sort

Like he would bite them back if he could

Plants and his hotheaded hastiness just didn’t get along well, alright

And without the help of a certain Hufflepuff he’d never pass herbology

But lucky him, there was Seungsik

Seungsik who, when he walked to his house after sorting, almost tripped over his own cape

He was so nervous oh dear

Nervous and excited because he really couldn’t wait to see the common room and the fireplace and…

He’s heard so many stories about it!

The sweetest soul in Hogwarts

Despises fights with all he’s got

One day, during DADA, instead of hexing his opponent, he made sunflowers grow.

It was an accident of course

But it pretty much reflected on how Seungsik was as a person

He’s a bit messy in a head in the clouds kind of way

Always has a spare roll of parchment and some ink in his bag

The parchment for Seungwoo and the ink…

The ink for his fellow Hufflepuff-friend Hanse

Hanse who looked like everything but a Hufflepuff but with a heart made of absolute gold and kindness and sunshine

Hanse who has basically all of Slytherin whipped for him because omg a walking aesthetic

Hanse who always runs short on ink because he keeps scribbling on his hands and arms when he’s bored in class

He’s really good in charms and transfiguration

Like really good, and everyone is kinda in awe

So logically you shouldn’t mess with him just because he could jinx you to shreds

But then again, you shouldn’t mess with him in general if you don’t want a hoard of angery slytherin chase you out of Hogwarts

And a bunch of Hufflepuff chase you from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade and back

He’s just everyone’s most precious boy

Most precious boy who sadly sucks at history of magic because he just thinks it’s so effing boring

Lucky him theres someone who can help him out there

Byungchan that is!

Now, history of magic isn’t a subject that the Ravenclaw cares much about either

But at least he pays attention

And he takes notes, which later always safe everyone’s ass

Notes he willingly shares among his friends and literally everyone else that struggles

It’s become a thing in Hogwarts to go and mass study with Byung in the library

Just because he seems like a person to be nice to have around when dying of stress

He will help, no worry

Always such a friendly tutor with dimples on full display It’s a free real estate

Best hugs but only the close one get to experience these

Many swoon for the tall Ravenclaw okay

And he knows lets be honest

It just makes him grin lightly tho

Very much unlike Chan

Chan who gets all giddy and smiley and panik when he notices the stares

Ngl first he thought they were directed at Byungchan

Until he went to the library alone and he still got them and oh

For a Gryffindor he sure can be a very grounded one

He just doesn’t really know how to deal honestly

But he gets super happy and sparkly eyed when someone compliments him

Happily glancing over at his friends trying to contain a remark

Failing

Heochan sunnyboy almost got sorted into Hufflepuff too by the way

But then the sorting-hat sensed the competitiveness

And it was like; nope

To the lions you go

He wanted to join the quidditch team

But then he saw the bludgers up close and decided that he would rather watch from the stands tbh

Scared baby

But don’t baby him okay

Baby someone else instead

Subin for example

Even though Subin is technically and literally and just very much a snake Slytherin and he will bite you maybe

With his sassy comments and unexpected comebacks

He’s the baby of this wild mix of friends and no one actually knows how he ended up in our lovely little group

But he fits right in

Subin who had a boost of confidence somewhere during thirst year

When a boggart literally hesitated to change shape when met with Subin

Like this boy just has no fears

Well a few he does but no one looked at Subin the same way after that incident

Excellent at potions

Has a steady hand and patience and a more that one functioning braincell

Which is very much why he is the last straw preventing his fellow Slytherins cauldron to blow up

Sejun has probably one functioning braincell that’s why

Recipes are also just so boring to read alright

And who cares many times you have to stir and in what darn direction??

Ridiculous really

He rather spends his times in the stars

For someone who can’t sit still for two minutes, having Astronomy as a favourite subject sure is unexpected

But Sejun loves it

And he also loves having deep-talk with Seungwoo and Chan when Slytherin is paired up with Gryffindor again whilst measuring out stars

Slytherin-Gryffindor rivalry who

He’s also a bit of a messy person like Seungsik

But he’s more… a chaos screaming kind of messy

No one in Hogwarts breaks more quills

The amount of money this boy has already spent just to replace broken or lost quills is upsetting

And he makes sure to whine about it constantly

It’s an ongoing thing really

Seungwoo joked that they should gift him one made of stone next Christmas

They didn’t

They ended up gifting him a glass-quill

Sejun almost had a nervous breakdown

Hogwarts would be a lot quieter after they graduated

McGonagall would miss them tho

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[yulight]

Pet Names With Victon

Seungwoo: Love, Baby, Darling, Angel.

Seungsik:BabyGirl/Boy, sweetie, honey.

Chan: Babe, & he would give you an oddly specific nickname like If really like cuddling he call you his cuddle bunny.

Sejun: Babe, Kitten, he would 100% walk up behind you and just call you "mine" as he kisses your neck.

Hanse: Doll, prince/ss, I feel like he would call you something like panda or dodo if you act really silly.

ByungChan: Cutie, Sweetie and baby.

Subin: if you're older then most likely hyung/Noona (maybe even mommy) but then we have. Honey, Baby, then pup I really feel like he would say it idk why yall can be watching a movie or show and he see you not looking happy and be like "what's wrong pup" like idk I feel that vibe from him.

[babysubinnie]

can i get gang! han seungwoo please? maybe part of heochan's but seungwoo's girlfriend or wife please... thank you...

stay or go // han seungwoo 

🧚🏻‍♂️ pairing:: han seungwoo  x reader 🧚🏻‍♂️ genre:: angst, gang leader!seungwoo 🧚🏻‍♂️ summary:: the wife of seungwoo is something you could never get used to. the fact that anyone would believe the fact that you get to call yourself seungwoo’s wife. when you finally get to meet the love of your life’s group of friends, it was a matter of time before things flipped out. ——————————————————————————

“i’m so scared to meet these guys. seungwoo are you sure this is a good idea?” i looked up at him when he continued to pull me towards the huge mansion that i never got to see. this was the first time, and i didn’t know how to feel. 

i remember the day when seungwoo told me that he was a leader of a gang. well, but it was an accident that i found out. i was finding a shirt after a shower at seungwoo’s apartment when i opened the wrong drawer to find a few guns. i looked at him over my shoulder, and that’s when he told me everything. 

“baby, you got me, the goddamn leader.” when we stood at the front door, he put his arm around my waist pulling me chest to chest to him pressing his lips hard to mine. i giggled as he did it before he tapped his card onto the wall not letting go of me. when we started walking through, he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers together while walking to the front door which took about two minutes because it was so far from the gate. 

this house couldn’t even be called a mansion. this was a goddamn castle. i knew they were rich, but this was a even bigger way to show me that they were hella rich. it was expensive.

“wanna buy me a car?” i giggled after gawking at the house, and seungwoo put his arm around my waist taking his hand out of my hand. he kissed the top of my head smiling while putting his hand on the door handle. 

“anything you want my love.” he laughed then opened the door smiling when all the boys were chasing around one boy that had the most infectious laugh. they kept screaming at the boy yelling ‘chan’ and how they were going to kill him but when they saw their leader walking in, they all froze in the spot they were in. 

there were 6 of them staring at us while standing in the hallway. i hid behind seungwoo and he laughed starting to pull away from me but i grabbed his shirt to stop him from walking away. he kissed the top of my head then walked away while telling all the boys to be nice. i stood there frozen because seungwoo had left me in the middle of the house with no backup. 

“i’m han y/n.” i tried not to stutter as i spoke but i didn’t think i did a very good job covering up the fact that i was scared as hell. the boy with the grey hair and blond highlights giggled and then realized that i had said my last name was han.

“i’m subin.” the blond haired boy smiled then walked up to me but the boy named chan pulled him back to his side. he told subin to stay while walking over to me. he looked me up and down then smirked. 

“i’m assuming sister because of the last name?” he walked closer to me and i laughed nervously because wow was he good looking. all of them were hella good looking. just as i was about to answer, i felt a pair of arms pull me away from chan. 

 “wife actually.” seungwoo picked up my left hand to show the boys my ring. i hide behind seungwoo’s shoulder and he laughed moving his arm around my waist to glare at the boys in front of me. 

“when did you get married?” i remember when seungwoo told me about seungsik. he would definitely question everything. i didn’t know if this was him, but i’m assuming this was him because he did seem like he would be. 

“seungsik. i would have told you if you weren’t so busy with that problem. i wanted to tell you, but i didn’t have the chance.” seungwoo started getting nervous. he said he was the leader but he was scared of this guy.

“it’s fine i knew you were getting distracted regardless.” he shrugged and seungwoo’s jaw clenched before he pulled seungsik aside into what i assumed was his office. 

“they’re gonna fight again.” another member came up to me and threw his arm around my shoulder smiling before walking over to the kitchen. he sat me down at the counter then went to the fridge. 

“let me introduce all of them. i’m sejun, that’s byungchan, hanse, chan who you know, subin, our youngest and the one fighting with seungwoo is seungsik.” he smiled pouring the vodka into the orange juice before handing it to me. 

“i figured you were a screwdriver type of girl.” he smiled and i laughed taking the cup taking a sip out of it. i started to get to know all the boys and they were sweet.  they were the sweetest boys i had ever met, and they all loved their youngest very much. they were a family for a lack of a better word. we spent almost two hours talking, while seungwoo and seungsik were basically screaming at each other in the background. 

i knew everyone was trying to ignore the fact that this was happening. i could tell in the energy that they were used to it. i assumed that byungchan noticed i was worried about seungwoo when i looked over my shoulder and he sat next to me while the boys were laughing and squealing at something subin had just did. 

“they’re gonna be okay y/n. they always fight.” he took a sip of his drink then looked at me, giving me a comforting smile. i looked down nodding to pretend that it didn’t bother me that they were fighting because of me.

“but this time it’s because of me.” i smiled weakly at him and he took my hand outside of the house to where the pool was. he closed the door so i wouldn’t be able to hear anything that was going on inside the house. the sun was setting, and it was stunning. i sat down on the pool chair looking out into the view, and byungchan sat next to me. 

“hey y/n? seriously you don’t have to worry about those two. i promise, recently seungwoo has been really distracted lately, and seungsik has been on his toes lately. everything that happens, pisses him off. please don’t worry.” he smiled warmly towards me then turned his head when the door slid open. seungwoo walked through the door with a dark face, and waved me over coldly. 

“looks like he didn’t win.” byungchan whispered under his breath then the two of us stood up before walking around the pool to seungwoo. 

“let’s go y/n.” he had his arms open and i wrapped my arms around his waist pressing a kiss to his lips. he was upset but i didn’t know why or what happened. he weakly smiled then looked at byungchan saying a quick thank you before taking my hand. 

“where are we going? i thought you said we were going to stay here for a while?” i looked up at him and he shook his head while glancing at the members who were standing up at the reentrance that i had made. 

“where are you going?” subin stood up and grabbed onto my wrist while seungwoo was dragging me out of the house. i turned to look at him then as i realized that seungsik was staring at us from the room that seungwoo dragged him into a while ago, i pulled my arms out of subin and seungwoo’s grip. 

“it was nice meeting you too seungsik.” i scoffed then stormed out of the house before slammed the door shut. he put his hands on my shoulders pushing me up against the wall. 

“you don’t get to be sassy with me princess.” he shook his head laughing then looked over his shoulder at seungwoo. he was pissed and scoffed before walking over to the two of us pulling him away from me. 

“you don’t get to call her princess.” he rolled his eyes then pulled me into his arms. i rolled my eyes back at him while he was hugging me from behind. i knew that whatever was happening would make him more upset if i did anything more to piss him off. 

“they said that they’ll pay you back, but only if you go seungwoo hyung.” subin smiled brightly putting down his phone after making one call. we all turned our head to look at him then seungwoo smiled. 

“i will go get it soon.” seungwoo nodded and i looked up at him batting my eyelashes trying to let me go with him. he nodded telling me with his eyes that he would take me with him. 

“if you want your girl to stay, send her yourself.” seungsik shrugged at seungwoo and he took a double take at me, then at seungwoo. seungwoo looked down at me biting his lip because i knew that he didn’t want me to go by myself, but this was the only thing i could do if i wanted to stay with these boys. seungwoo took me to his room getting ready to tell me off, but i only looked through his closet ignoring everything that he said. 

i found the perfect outfit, got changed and giggled when he was still constantly talking about how it wasn’t a good idea that i should go by myself. i kissed him then opened the only drawer that was the least obvious, meaning this was his gun drawer. i pulled the one that i liked the best and put it in my waistband of my pants. i walked back over to the bed to where he was sitting then he started pouting.

“love, i really don’t think you should be doing this.” he looked down biting his lip taking my hand trying to stop me but right now, there was no other way that i would do this. i needed to stay here with all the boys. 

“woo, i got this. i’m your girl for a reason. don’t worry.” i kissed the top of his head while his hands rested at my thighs. i smiled at him when he continued to make the face that always worked on me, except for today.