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[etherealyoonghwa]

Victon Recommendations

Subin

𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑠 @annyeongffs

Jung Subin @iwillgiveyoumyhappiness

7 Minutes in Heaven @saltys-writings

so, pull me closer @afterglowsw

ot7

[kyutown]

Hi I want do ask for a ship for victon and if you want from other groups

I'm 1,53 I do have green, brown eyes, shoulder long hair, like to color my hair

I like to draw, dance, singing, shopping

I'm chubby

I can be sweet but also not cuddle person

Thanks

And I love your writing

hi! thank you for responding!

for victon, i think byungchan would be a nice fit for you! byungchan enjoys to shop and very interested in clothes! i think he would be the type to walk with you on the streets full of clothes and shops and would stop by each shop with you, to look at the different places and styles. he would make you smile with his humor, listen to music with you and would try out different styles with you! you guys would always have fun trying on different aesthetics!

[m00nbap]

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[blu-joons]

When He Back Hugs You ~ Victon Reaction

Seungwoo:

His eyes watched you carefully as Seungwoo followed you around the room, hiding behind the corner of the bedroom to catch you.

As you passed Seungwoo he jumped out, making you jump back as his arms wrapped around your waist. “Surprise,” he laughed as your breath hitched in your throat.

“You idiot,” you scolded, trying your best to wrestle out of Seungwoo’s grip, but he was far too strong for you as he kept a hold of you.

“I’m sorry, it was too good of a chance,” he told you.

“Why do you always scare me like that?”

Seungwoo struggled to hold back his laughter as you continued to gasp in surprise. “It’s just so easy for me to scare you, I can’t help myself sometimes.”

“I hate you,” you muttered under your breath, only making the laughter that came from Seungwoo behind you even louder as he got the perfect reaction.

After a few moments an apologetic kiss was placed to the side of your head, “don’t stay mad at me, I didn’t mean to make you jump so bad.”

“You definitely did, I know exactly what you’re like.”

Seungsik:

A squeal came from you as you found yourself being pulled back as you went to walk into the bathroom, feeling yourself hit Seungsik.

He hugged you tightly from behind as you caught your breath from his sudden appearance. “Happy birthday,” he whispered after a few moments, kissing your cheek.

“Thank you,” you laughed as Seungsik trailed several kisses along the top of your shoulder too, “you were still asleep in bed just then.”

“I wanted to get up with the birthday girl,” he joked.

“You’re not leaving my side, are you?”

Seungsik’s head shook proudly in response to you, “I want to spend all day with you so that I can make as many memories as possible on your birthday.”

“I’m interested to hear what you’ve got planned for today,” you chimed, looking back to Seungsik as you tried to get a couple of spoilers out of him for your day.

He knew you better though as he remained tight lipped. “You’ll just have to wait and see, but I promise that you’ll love it.”

“Good, that’s the only thing that matters to me.”

Sejun:

You turned around as you heard the bedroom door opening, knowing that there was only one person it could be as Sejun walked into the room.

He was drawn to you straight away as he noticed you wiping underneath your eyes. “Y/N, are you alright?” He quizzed, walking over and coming up behind you with a hug.

“I’m alright,” you responded, looking away from Sejun as you tried to hide the fact that you had got teary eyed from Sejun as he studied you.

“Do you want to be honest with me now?” Sejun asked.

“It’s nothing, no need to worry.”

His brows furrowed as he carried on watching you, “there must be something going on if you’ve got upset, I can tell that you’ve been crying Y/N.”

“Don’t worry,” you tried to tell Sejun again, but his head shook as he squeezed tightly around your frame, determined to get to the bottom of what was upsetting you.

A soft sigh came from him as he tried once again, “don’t shut me out Y/N, just talk to me, whatever it is I can help you out, right?”

“It’s not that big of a deal, I guess it’s just work.”

Hanse:

The sound of someone yawning in your ear made you jump as Hanse suddenly appeared behind you, resting in tightly against the crook of your neck.

He knew that you were watching him as you reached back and took a hold of his hand. “I’m so tired,” he grumbled, searching for a little comfort from you to make him feel better.

“Why don’t we head to bed if you’re tired?” You suggested with little left that you needed to do for the day, “then you can get some rest?”

“But will I be able to cuddle you like this in bed?” Hanse enquired.

“I’m sure that we can figure it out.”

A slow nod of the head followed from Hanse as he continued to back hug you as you led him towards the stairs. “Have I ever told you how comfy you are?”

“Now I know you’re definitely tired, you’re being nice to me,” you couldn’t help but tease, even managing to bring a sleepy laugh out of Hanse behind you.

Hanse’s head shook as you reached the bottom step, “I can be nice to you, sometimes, and not only when I want something too.”

“Once or twice you might’ve been nice to me.”

Subin: 

You tried to walk past Subin as you noticed him in the room, but he was too quick, snaking his arms around your waist and capturing you against his chest.

You kept staring forwards, not responding to him at all. “I hate when we fight, do you think we can talk and figure this out?” Subin asked you, pressing a kiss against your cheek.

“I guess,” you frowned, still giving very little to Subin as you spoke in a barely audible whisper, “we can’t carry this on forever, can we?”

“I’m sorry for all that I said to you earlier,” Subin quickly told you.

“I’m sorry too, it was uncalled for.”

Slowly you began to relax in Subin’s hold as you broke down the walls that you had up around you. “I probably deserved what you said to me a little bit.”

“It was still mean,” you noted, resting your head back slightly against his shoulder, “I should’ve been the bigger person and just ignored what you said to me.”

Subin smiled as he listened to you scold yourself, “I think we can both agree that we should put this behind us, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I definitely agree with that idea.”

Byungchan:

A chuckle came from you as Byungchan came up behind you and hugged you as soon as he found you in the room, resting his chin against your shoulder with a smile.

As you looked back to him, Byungchan couldn’t help but laugh too. “I’m so happy to be home, I missed your hugs so much whilst I was on the road,” he whispered to you.

“I missed your hugs more,” you insisted as you rested your hands against Byungchan’s that were against your stomach.

“I just want to stay here all day now,” Byungchan admitted.

“We’ve got things to do though.”

A groan came from him as he pulled you tighter into your chest, “are you sure that all of those boring things can’t wait for another day?”

“As much as I’d like to stay cuddled up with you all day too, we’ve got jobs to do,” you reminded him, “maybe we can stay like this once we’ve got everything done.”

Byungchan reluctantly nodded as you looked back at him again, “were you always this mean to me before I went on the road?”

“Stop being so dramatic now that you’re home.”

---

Masterlist

[siksiks]

fade 🌳💜

[ddaehyeon]

and when you find love: victon realizing they have fallen in love.

— requested ✧ ot7 | victon masterlist

♡ han seungwoo

desire to hold you close to him; wants to either hold your hand or cuddle with you. sometimes, he’d just settle with sitting next to you.

♡ kang seungsik

your favorites are becoming his; questions himself when did he begin liking things he’d usually not favor, why are your interests becoming a part of him, affecting him in a way that even his taste is shifting.

♡ heo chan

finds himself staring at you; a subconscious act, his friends would ask him why he would end up looking at you. though he’d deny it, the query going down on him. why do i keep on looking at them?

♡ lim sejun

doing the silliest thing just to make you happy; whatever it is that grants a laugh from you he’d do. sejun had directed new goals: to cheer you up whenever you’re down, make a smile appear on your lips, and hear your laughter.

♡ do hanse

mirroring your actions; the same gestures you’d usually do had affected him in a way that he’d find himself doing the same. when the two of you are talking, if you pick up an item on the table, he’d be also doing the same.

♡ choi byungchan

everything reminds him of you; slowly plaguing his mind. when he sees something, he’d initially be reminded of you may it be shared memory or it is just something you mentioned days ago.

♡ jung subin

dropping things to give you his time; quick to put down the things he’s doing just to become readily available— something he doesn’t usually do. a message coming from you? he’d put down the game he’s playing just to reply. wanting to hang out? he’d be there as soon.

[bearseokie]

— smut with ot7 victon (M)

request: hi!! could i request a smut with all the members of victon..? thank you!

[warnings]: mature content, sexual content, gender-neutral!, possessive tendencies, marking/biting/hickies, dirty-talking, safe word, hair-pulling, oral (giving and receiving), unprotected sex (don’t do it), creampie, mentions of using of pet names, nervousness, testosterone overload tbh do not interact with this if you are under 18.

seungwoo

sits off to the side and watches everyone get you riled up first. usually comfortable on a chair watching you with his chin in his palm, focused.

enjoys seeing others marks on you before going over them with his own, but always kisses them first.

the others request him to join minutes in so he can use his longer fingers to press buttons inside of you that others cannot reach.

“keep doing so well and maybe we’ll give you more.”

maneuvers over everyone easily. stands over other’s shoulders just to give them directions or to tell them to find another place because he wants that one.

you have to orgasm twice before he’ll even try to reach for himself.

can easily get off by you receiving pleasure without him, but will turn it all around and make him the star of the show when you ask him to join in.

finishes inside of you due to his lack of interaction and more-so attentive witnessing.

seungsik

lips are always attached to your neck. soft kisses, tender licks, purple love bites covering your skin. finds his way to your collarbones before he tries going for any other areas that you need him.

even with all of the sounds around, from you and them together, he makes his voice easy to hear.

“speak if you want something, and don’t forget to use the safe word if you need to.”

politely listens to you telling him what you want while the others continue to ravish at your body. loves seeing you struggle to concentrate on speaking while being pleasured, and will add onto it if he’s feeling playful.

snatches at the other's necks or hair when they start losing themselves and forget that you can become overwhelmed.

closed eyes and sideways smile when he feels you reach out for him and hears you call his name over all the commotion.

laughs at you ignoring others directions by following his own.

finishes on your chest like a gentleman before wiping you clean with a wet rag. heavy into aftercare.

chan

has a fixation with biting and nibbling at the softest parts of your body (neck, earlobes, stomach, thighs). always marks you before anyone else.

pouts when you don’t call him in to play with you. smirks when you call him over alone and let him have at you while everyone else can only watch.

“who do you like best?” “am i doing well?” “can we keep going?” assurance is everything to him.

better at stepping back when he’s told to let someone else get their chance, but he will find somewhere else to be useful for the time being.

big eyes the entire time watching everyone else do what they do while he tries to keep you surprised.

full on breaks out in a fit of laughter over the entire ordeal like it’s not still going on.

soft kisses to your lips before his time starts and the most back arching orgasms only come from him.

finishes in his own hand out of respect from not feeling like marking you with his liquid is necessary.

sejun

the first to pull out toys aside from using himself to pleasure you. vibrators, rings, things to put on everyone else to maximize the pleasure. you’ll be seeing stars when his turn comes around.

extremely egotistical with the others around. cocky when it’s his turn, in denial when it’s another's.

smirks when you start making louder sounds than you did with the others. won’t give up until you get there, either.

a little more into himself using you than you using him. thrusts deep, hips slow then fast, sucking at your tongue to get more of your taste while his hands roam whatever else of you he can find.

“what if i touch here? what about here? I know how much i’m affecting you right now, let them hear.”

leaves a single hickey on you because he finds it more significant than marking you all over.

doesn’t care about his own noises at all. moans at full volume, groans against you, makes the dirtiest noises just for entertainment purposes.

finishes on your stomach so he can see his own liquids move with your rising and falling body as you attempt to catch your breath.

hanse

his hands are everywhere and nowhere all at once. holding onto you for dear life as he takes you, holding your hand while others get their chance. physical contact is constant.

puts his face against your skin to cover his own sounds/so only you hear them.

has to tell you everything he’s thinking so he stays grounded. “it feels so good.” “i want help with this.” “can i get my own turn now?”

pretends like he knows what he’s doing while mentally panicking and trying to stay focused. still manages to pry a few orgasms from you on his own before others get to you.

uses his mouth and fingers like everything he’s ever worked for lead him to this moment and he’s being graded.

you make twice as much noise as he does, but he still believes he’s done better than the others combined.

can’t finish unless you’re yanking his hair and calling him pet names, which he’ll never live down.

finishes on your thighs because he couldn’t brace himself before he came so he panicked and went for the first place he saw.

byungchan

constantly stops to run his fingers through your hair and press loving kisses to your forehead and temple.

won’t admit he doesn’t mind the team effort and thinks you look beautiful with all seven working at you.

but enjoys his own space the most. wraps your legs around his waist, pulls you into hugs, lets you hold onto him by his neck during his turn.

holds his breath watching others go down on you while wishing he was at least in their place. sort of a pushover when the others come by and want where he’s at, their own chance. most patient with waiting his turn, but takes his sweet time with you.

completely focused on you and not himself. “where do you want me?” “let me get you some water first.” “where did the pillow go? i need it for your lower back.”

whiny. silently, but whiny.

finishes down your throat because you made him stop being so shy and use you like he should.

subin

out of his element being with others, but enjoys seeing you get off in so many ways.

doesn’t know where to start so he’ll just use his own moves like he’s putting on a show for the others.

snickers every time he sees something he’s never thought of but will use again later.

hesitant at going to a spot someone’s already been and will most likely hover in one place until it’s his full turn going at you.

nervous around the others and knows he’s being watched. uses his turn to go absolutely wild and makes you orgasm a handful of times before he finally takes his place on a couch or against the wall to watch someone else go.

kisses more than giving hickies because he enjoys feeling you vibrate against his mouth, and later his entire body.

the weakest when it comes to receiving oral. will absolutely love it like no one else is in the room, but it will definitely be something hung over his head to joke with him later.

finishes wherever you tell him to instead of choosing on impact.

[k-ittie]

[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. 

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Saturday 6:05 pm | Study Session pt. 1

Jung Subin x Bestfriend!reader

It was a warm spring day, the sun hit you with its days pushing a yawn out of you. You and your best friend spent time in the library studying for you midterm exams. Which meant you were already exhausted.

“Y/n~” he whined

“Yes?” You asked as you flipped the page of your textbook. “I don’t want to study, my brain hurts,”

“Unfortunately you’re paying for an education, so if you fail this midterm then it’ll become harder to pass the class. Then that can lead to failing the class,”

Subin sighed, he just did not have the brain capacity to study at that moment. All he wanted to do was play Mario Kart with his best friend(and long-time crush) but all you wanted to do was study.

Subin can’t blame you though, both of you were studying medicine; in hopes that you can become a surgeon and Subin just wanted to be a pediatric. The fact that both of you were studying medicine made it even more important for the two of you to pass your exams.

After thirty minutes of you studying and Subin day-dreaming you decided maybe it was for the best to stop. If Subin was just not in the mindset to study you can’t do much about it. “Hey Subin, let’s go back to my place and play some video games,” Subin who had woken from his day dream smiled. 

“Really?” you nodded then spoke, “Only if you promise to study with me throughout this week since our exam is Friday,”

“Yeah of course, I just don’t feel like I can concentrate today,” Subin said, packing his things. You gave him a hesitant look but decided to trust him. You started to pack your things while thinking to yourself how you really hope both of you can get through midterms to enjoy spring break fully.

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VICTON getting matching tattoos

Summary: VICTON members reacting to get matching tattoos with their s/o (REQUEST)

Warning: Well... Tattoos, you know

A/N: Was kinda inspired and then got super lazy, sorry.

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Seungwoo

Already crossed his mind thousand times before you mention it but didn't say it cause he was worry you could think that was too much. He had a few great ideas but finally let you choose, helps you design it until you both agree is perfect, that's how much it means to him.

Seungsik

You had to insist about it, every time he accepted it but then found a way to change the topic because he was lowkey scared. Remember the grape soda pin from UP? Well, that's what he wants and you have to say yes or there's no tattoo. At the end he was way too excited to feel any pain.

Chan

Admits he's kinda nervous to get it done, but if you really want it then you'll have it. Agreed to have something small in your opposites wrists so they can face each other while you hold hands. Maybe some hearts? Or your initials? Anything simple but effective will be fine, you can pick.

Sejun

Flattered you ask, share something so permanent with you is beyond excited. You'll fight a little over the design and finally agreed to get two pizza slices. He asked to get it on your ankles so he won't struggle to hide it for those more strict shows, but still takes any chance to show it off to everyone.

Hanse

First you talked about it as a joke but eventually he came to you with a bunch of ideas. You fell in love with certain design, two flames and your aniversary date on it, he also prefer that one because it infers you're twin flames, also helps to avoid any of you ever forget your aniversary... Again.

Byungchan

He saw a soundwave tattoo and immediately texts you asking for a record of you saying "I love you", you agreed only if he does the same for you. Got the tattoo on his clavicle and you got yours on the forearm, never meant to get it done in the same place but now regret not doing it.

Subin

When he told you how much he would love to get matching tattoos you already know what you wanted. It was the sky chart of the day you started dating, and placed it on your shoulder. You had to contain the excitement when he suggested in the future you could get your wedding day sky chart on the other shoulder.

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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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[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

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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.”

[haifengg]

Victon Catching You Crying

Summary: Women crying in front of men always awakens something new in them. Just what exactly that is, usually differs a lot. For some it’s protectiveness, for other uncertainty or helplessness.

-> Seungwoo. He basically is an expert on crying women because he lived through every possible scenario with his sisters. So he knows what to do. When he catches you crying at home after a long day of work he just rushes to your side, a deadly expression on his phase.

“Who hurt you?”

You sob and say, “No-one…”.

He asks, gets up straightening and extending to his full height. “Who’s no-one?” 

-> Seungsik. You two are in a group to hold a presentation at school in a subject you’re not actually good at and you know it. Which is why you prepared extra thorough. But thing is the professor doesn’t like you somehow and kind of enjoy making you notice. So when you stood up there facing everyone including your shitty teacher, he began asking insane questions about the topic. Firstly Seungsik participated in answering but it quickly turned out that the professor was on to you. After 5 minutes of unfair cross examination and twisting your words you couldn’t prevent tears starting to run down your cheeks. But you don’t leave, you just want to get through it.

 Suddenly you feel Seungsik’s hand on your shoulder and you hear him say how he is going to answer the questions and if there weren’t any further ones they would be done here and free to leave.

-> Sejun. He stops in the doorway when he hears you sobbing and listens a second before asking. “Are … are you on your period?” Because he knows you are one of the people who get really emotional and cry over commercials. But when you say nothing and just cry even more he actually takes a step back, not sure weither should even enter the room or not: “More crying is not an answer.” His voice is a little shaky and one could hear, if listening closely, how uncertain he is. “Are you mad at me? Am I good to come in?”

He wants to help but he also more than just a little clueless how to.

-> Hanse. The second he sees you entering the door and notices tears dropping on the carpet he is there for you. He will simply hug you and hold you tight, so you can let it all out. I don’t think he will ask any question besides “Are you hurt?” But when you shake your head he won’t ask anything else. Hanse is one of the people valuing personal space and he believes that you will tell him about it if he needs to know or when you feel comfortable enough sharing.

-> Byungchan. Lmao okay so this one. Byungchan will probably try to convince you to stop crying. And if you don’t after his first few pleads his voice will turn whiney and his voice will crack.

“Why are you crying? Please stop. I don’t know what to do … Y/N, please don’t cry. What can I do to make it go away?” 

He will try to make it better somehow and eventually hug you. He doesn’t know what he’s doing but since you wrap your arms around you he comes to the resolution that it probably was the right thing to do.

-> Heochan. Will do anything in his power for you do not be upset anymore. So here is some other emotional period case. (Which happened in my house before so don’t come at me it’s a thing.) Pretty late at night you were craving pudding. Like craving. But as you looked at the clock in the kitchen you saw that the store would close in 15 minutes and it would take you 10 minutes to get there, if you ran. And you were in no condition to run. So when Chan came home late from practice and worriedly asked you why you were crying and 

You realised you ran out of ice cream and you physically can’t to the store because it closes 

And he RUNS for you to get it.

-> Subin. When he catches you crying it really tests his pokerface. Because boy is panicking. Within the group he rarely is the one in charge of crisis. Hardly ever. So he is not used to managing them nor does he know how to. Especially when its not about one oh his members but you. Because he feels like he should be on top of the game knowing what to do but the fact that he doesn’t is  quite embarrassing to him. 

Subin ists down besides you and carefully asks little questions like ‘What’s wrong?’ Or ‘Do you need anything?’ But when you don’t reply and just put your head on his shoulder still sobbing the only thing that comes to his mind is mindfully caressing you back with his hand.

Eventually will just wait until its over not saying anything but being there and supporting non-verbally.

Boy is just very lost.

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