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The ending was amazing, I really thought he'd leave without any of them confessing 🥺😔. Thank you so much for writing this beautiful imagine, I really enjoyed it ❤

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pairing ➳ businessman!mingyu x female!reader

genre ➳ strangers to lovers, romance, slice of life, angst, fluff, gets spicy at the end

word count ➳ 5.6k (apx)

warnings ➳ cursing, reader is really indecisive, heavy makeout, implications of sexual activity.

synopsis ➳ an attractive stranger visits your cabin for a week with whom you quickly bond, developing some strong feelings in the process; leaving you to wonder if he's worth leaving everything behind.

A/N: henlooo~ I finally posted! This has been sitting in my drafts for a while but I didn't really feel like writing for a while, hence the delay. I hope y'all enjoy this piece and please don't forget to leave some feedback! It really motivates me :)

A cool gust of wind blew by as you finished typing your last column, leaving a soothing feeling behind as you exhaled loudly. It was hard to finish this piece of writing for some reason, maybe because you lacked inspiration or maybe because your life had been monotonous for a while or simply, a mix of both. Closing your laptop you stretch your hands and legs, feeling somewhat productive. Humming a tune, you looked out the window to see a Lamborghini come to a halt at the entrance.

It piqued your interest because it's not often that people riding Lamborghini come in this cabin so genuinely you're interested in the visitor. You shifted in your chair, waiting for the man to come upstairs to the reception and sure enough a tall- really tall man dressed in a neatly pressed suit appears into your view, briskly walking towards the reception where Chan stood to greet him. You could not get a good look at his face as he moved around quickly, grabbing his small carry on and heading towards his cabin after the formalities.

You watched his tall frame walking away as you got up from your seat and moved towards Chan.

"Who is he?"

"Kim Mingyu," Chan explained, resting his arms on the reception table." A millionaire, owns a lot of companies. No wonder he looked familiar."

"Oh, really? How long is he staying?"

"He has booked for five days. Said he might extend his stay."

"I see."

"Why are you so curious though?" Chan raised a brow at you, tilting his head to a side.

"Nothing." You shrugged. "He just has different vibes than the other people that come here you know?"

Chan hummed in agreement.

There was never much visitors during the rainy season which was both a blessing and a curse. Blessing because that meant the cabin was less hectic and curse because sometimes you are bound to get a bit too bored. You were helping yourself with a cup of tea to somewhat feel re-energised when your newest and the only guest for the week appeared from his cabin, padding through the corridor and stepping into the common kitchen area. You were taken aback for a moment before you composed yourself and smiled at your guest, "Good morning, Mr. Kim. May I help you with anything?"

"Mingyu, please," the tall male replied while scanning the kitchen area. "You're the owner right? What's the food arrangement here?"

"Well, our guests generally cook for themselves or order takeout. When there are many guests I sometimes do the cooking."

Nodding, he hummed before putting in a capsule in the cappuccino machine. You took a seat by the window, tea in your hand as you watched the male move around like he knew this place. Dressed in his pajamas and judging by the fluffy mess that his hair was you assumed he had a good night's sleep.

"I hope you had a pleasant night, Mr- Mingyu." You said to your guest who had whipped out a pan from the cupboard and was making omelette. "Yes, surprisingly so. Normally I have trouble falling asleep but I slept like a baby last night," he casually conversed as he prepared his breakfast.

You smiled, "Well, I'm glad to know that. If you need anything let my staffs or me know."

"Sure. Oh- I didn't get your name though." Mingyu turned to meet your eyes.

"___," you smiled.

"___, okay."

"This is gonna be a rainy week," Hoshi said from behind you as he stood holding a tub of fresh soil for the plants in the backyard of the cabin. You sat on your knees, eyeing the plants which needed their soil changed.

"Yeah? Well, good thing there isn't much guests now."

"I think there should be, I mean it's so pretty here during the rain too. People need to look at it themselves." Hoshi complained.

"Well, most people don't like going out in the rain. Pass me the soil, Hoshi. Let's get this finished before the shower starts."

Hoshi handed you the tub of soil as the sky above started growling, full of thick black clouds. It was gonna start raining soon.

Hoshi spoke, "Oh, Mr.Kim, Mingyu you know, asked me about the beach by the marketplace. Apparently he wants to visit so he asked me if I was free to show him around."

"And let me guess, you aren't?" You rolled your eyes.

Soonyoung pouted, "No! Well I would have given him a tour today if the weather wasn't so bad. And my friends are coming tomorrow, so I'll be busy then."

"Wait- you're friends are coming?" You turned, glaring at the boy who smiles sheepishly, "Oh! Um- I didn't tell you? Well they're only staying for a couple of days and it's not like they're staying for free."

"Well, make sure they clean after themselves okay? If I see them trashing all over the place like last time, I'm kicking you out with them." You gave him a pointed look.

"Okay okay," Hoshi rolled his eyes, puffing his cheeks. "Just- take the CEO out on a tour tomorrow for me okay? I haven't seen my friends in a long time."

"Alright, I will...if the weather is good which probably won't be." You sighed, gently removing the old soil.

Hoshi mused about Mingyu, "Bummer for him, he came in a wrong time. It's weird, no? We don't have such guests like him."

"Yeah," you hummed, focused on handling your roses.

Hoshi's friend, Seokmin and Seungkwan appeared early in the morning next day as you watched Hoshi vibrate from happiness when he hugged them. You smiled to yourself, laughing at at the antics of your staff as you saw him guide his friends into their cabin. The day was once again filled with dark clouds and raining which occurred every other hour. You and Chan cleaned up and completed some chores as the noon fell.

"Should I cook something up for them?" You wondered as Chan finished cleaning the common space of the first cabin.

"Nah, Seokmin hyung is cooking for them. He's a pretty good cook actually."

"Really? That's nice." You said pulling up a chair to sit down. "Are you gonna join them? Hoshi has been with his friends since they came."

"Yeah, probably. You should join us too."

"No, I think I'm gonna take a nap. I feel so tired."

"Alright."

You watched as Chan climbed down the stairs and stepped towards the second cabin where everyone else was. You were about to head to your room when the CEO, Mingyu appeared in the kitchen.

"Oh, hello."

"Hi."

"I haven't seen you since morning," you said watching as Mingyu poured himself a glass of water.

"Yeah, I woke up early today, went for a jog."

"Ah, I see."

"Couldn't go far though, the weather sucks you know." He said leaning against the kitchen top.

"Yeah. But I heard that it should get better from tomorrow. I could show you around if you want to. Hoshi, my staff, is going to busy for a while so I can guide you around."

"Really? That would be cool." Mingyu smiled. There was a small stretch of silence as you both listened to the rainfall before he spoke, "Have you had lunch?"

"Uh-no."

"Would you like to join me?" He asked "This is the longest time I've been alone and it feels a bit weird," he murmured more to himself than you.

"I mean- I don't mind," you shrugged. "Though I should be the one doing it."

"It's okay. People say I am a good cook," Mingyu smiled, his eyes crinkling.

"Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to see."

It was weird how comfortable you felt watching Mingyu being clumsy and bump into things as he prepared your meal. It felt like you've been doing this forever- like you've known him forever and you thought to yourself what was suddenly wrong with you. He made small talk as he cooked and it felt easy talking with him- almost impossible to believe that he was stranger. He was friendly and easy to get along with, definitely not a cold and grumpy businessman like you imagined him to be.

Mingyu grinned as he set down the food in front of you- chicken soup, rice and cheese omelette. His eyes twinkled excitedly as he watched you take a bite, waiting for you to say something.

"What are you? A part time chef or something?" You tried not to moan as you chewed because it was that good. Mingyu laughed- a sweet, shy laugh that had his canines showing and his eyes forming crescents. "Thank you. I learned from my mom. I like cooking for myself when I get the time which is not often," he smiled- almost sadly.

"Well, you can cook for me all you want as long as you're here because this is amazing!" You grinned at him, cheeks puffed with food.

Mingyu chuckled softly as he dug in and you both started eating. It felt nice, to talk to someone new and spend time with them, someone other than Chan or Hoshi. It was a nice change- a change you probably needed for a while.

"So...What brings you here?" You asked as you finished your food, setting down the spoon and leaning back into the chair. Mingyu who was still eating, looked at you with a perplexed expression so you spoke, "I mean...we don't generally have guests like you. And it's not even a good time to visit...so I was wondering what brought you here?"

"Guests like me? What does that mean?"

"I mean...rich, okay?" You fumbled, feeling awkward. Maybe you shouldn't have asked. "Like...there are fancier places to visit, you know..."

Mingyu smiled at your words for a moment before he deadpanned, "I'm running away."

"Running away?" You gasped, almost jumping from your seat, "From who? The cops?"

"It would have been better but no, my family," he said, his voice as serious as ever.

"Oh...I see," you fell quiet. It definitely wasn't the answer you expected. You both remained silent for a while as he started out the window, lost in thoughts. "It must have been really bad if you're hiding out here." You spoke softly.

"It has always been," he mumbled. "I just couldn't take it anymore, you know? I desperately needed a break," he spoke more to himself than you. Instead of prodding further, you sat quietly, watching him and listening to his words. Seeing him now, he definitely looks troubled and you didn't exactly have the words to console him.

So you whispered, "Well, I hope it gets better."

Later that night, you find Hoshi and his friends and Chan preparing for a bonfire in the front yard of the cabin.

"Wow, you all are really having fun, no?" You said as you fisted your hands in your pockets from the chilly weather. The air was colder than other nights and everyone including you had put on some warm clothes.

"You wanna join us?" Seokmin asked as he stacked logs on top of each other.

"Nah, it's fine. You four carry on," you patted his back as you started walking back towards the cabin and saw Chan and Hoshi coming out with some boxes in their hands.

"Hey! There are marshmallows in the kitchen cabinet if you want.... nevermind," you finished as you saw beer cans and soju bottles in their hands.

"We're gonna get drunk baby!" Soonyoung yelled, grinning like a fool.

"Hyung, you look drunk already," Chan gave him a side look as they trudged towards the bonfire.

Laughing at their antics you climbed the stairs to the kitchen, preparing some hot chocolate for yourself. Holding the mug on one hand you knocked on the door to Mingyu's room, checking up on him since you haven't seen him since lunch.

The door opened revealing Mingyu in a baggy shirt and pajamas, his hair fluffy and messy.

"Hey," you chriped. "Wanted to check up on you. You wanna join the others in the bonfire?"

"Nah, I'm good. I've been watching them from the balcony." He smiled, his pointy canines showing.

"Oh, I see."

"You wanna come in? I've been getting lonely." He offered, moving away from the door to make space for you.

"Uh- I don't mind," you murmured, surprised that he asked you to come in. You tentatively stepped in and it was fair to say that you were surprised to see the room neat and pristine as most guests kept their room messy.

He ushered you into the balcony, which had a great view of your yard and the forest behind. You saw others laughing loudly as Soonyoung acted something out. Mingyu's voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

"You didn't join them?"

"Nah, they can get too loud sometimes," you chuckled, taking a seat on the bench. You eyed an empty mug lying by, guessing that Mingyu already had his fill of hot chocolate.

Mingyu took a seat beside you, stretching his legs and sighing as he mused, "The view is great."

You hummed your agreement. It was indeed. Not only did you have the full view of your yard and the forest, but you could see a vast horizon of the night sky, some stars twinkling through the clouds.

"It's even more beautiful during summer. You can see so many stars that it feels unreal." You told him.

"Then I will try to visit again during summer," he smiled and you were not sure if he was serious or joking. However you replied with a smile, "You're always welcome."

A silence falls among you two after that but it's not uncomfortable, as you both watched the night grow and Soonyoung and his friends got louder.

"Things got really hard for me, you know," Mingyu started speaking, his voice soft as he stared at the mesh of trees ahead. You were somewhat surprised at his words, but you didn't interrupt, opting for him to continue.

"Running a million dollar company was never easy but...it suddenly was unbearable. My parents always interfered in my work and how I run the company but I managed through all of that, really...until..." Mingyu heaved a long sigh, abruptly stopping.

"Until?" You tentatively asked, peeking at him.

"They want me to get married. With the daughter of their business partner. A marriage of convenience, really."

Oh.

You fell silent, watching him as the moonlight dimly lit the side of his face. There wasn't enough light to see his face completely, but enough to see the curve of his face, his sharp jawline and the sad, lost look in his eyes. Your heart suddenly ached for him. Silently you patted his shoulder, conjuring up some words to console him.

"That's ...awful, really. I'm sorry."

"I've never been so mad in my whole life. Can't they just leave me alone? They treat me like a puppet, like my only job is to live for them. I'm so done. " He said, his hands forming fists.

There's a beat of silence as you quietly patted his back and watched your friends get wasted by the bonfire before he chuckled softly, "I'm sorry for dumping all these on you. I just couldn't hold them in you know-"

"It's really fine, Mingyu. I don't mind. It would be nice if I could actually help you," you sighed, retracting your hand.

"Trust me, you are," he said and you caught a smile on his face.

"I suppose you don't have a significant other? Someone you could talk to freely?"

He shook his head. "That is why I came here. Needed to get my thoughts together, away from them. Not to mention I don't remember the last time I went on a vacation."

"And have you got your thoughts together?"

"I think so, yeah." He shrugged.

"What are you gonna do?" You asked tilting your head.

"Stand strong in my ground, I guess. There's no way I'm marrying their business partner, I'd rather die. And if all else fails, I'm staying here. I'm sure you have some type of job for me, right?"

You laughed at his words, "Maybe. But I'm not sure about your skills, Mr. Kim."

"Oh I'm a fast learner, Miss ___."

You both grinned at each other.

That night when you went back to your room, your thoughts were plagued by Mingyu and you could swear you saw him in your dreams too.

The next morning is brighter and shinier; the sky relatively clear other than some light clouds. After getting dressed and checking up on Hoshi and Chan who were still sleeping, you trudged through the cabin and towards Mingyu's room, before knocking on it. A fully dressed Mingyu appeared, clad in a white polo and jeans, his hair styled messily. He looked effortlessly attractive, making your heart skipp a few beats.

Damn it, what was wrong with you?

"Hi," you almost missed a breath, your face flushed with warmth.

"Oh, hey. I was about to come to you. I believe you were to show me around." Mingyu grinned, his pointy canines showing.

"And that is what I'm here for, Mr. Kim."

"Great! Let's get going. We'll take my car."

After showing Mingyu around for a couple of hours, you both ended up at the beach by the marketplace, sitting on the sand next to each other. The weather was nice; not too hot, not too cold as a light breeze flew by occasionally. Though you could see some black clouds gathering above, it wasn't to rain until evening if the forecast was correct.

"This place is so pretty," Mingyu mused, making you smile.

"I know right. The weather is great too."

You both watched the waves crash to the shore, occasionally wetting your feet as you both relaxed on the sand. There was a silence, a comfortable one as you finished eating the corndog you bought from the market earlier with some groceries. As you finished the last bite, Mingyu turned to face you and asked, "Tell me about yourself."

"What?" A squeak of surprise escaped from you.

"I shared a lot about myself last night. It's only fair I get to know about you too."

"Well..." You pondered. "There isn't much to tell. I've a pretty dull life, unlike you."

Mingyu chuckled, shaking his head, "Does the cabin belong to your parents? Is it like a family business type of thing?"

"No, not really," you smiled softly. "My parents are dead. The cabin belonged to my grandfather."

"Oh- I'm sorry."

"No it's okay. They passed away in an accident when I was a kid so I don't remember them much." You spoke, watching the sea, "My grandparents raised me. Growing up I've spent a lot of time in the cabin and when my grandfather retired he handed the job to me."

"Are they alive? Your grandparents?" He asked tentatively.

You shook your head, "Grandpa passed away a couple years ago and it's been a few months since grandma did too."

"I'm sorry, you must've been lonely," Mingyu offered, his voice soft.

You shrugged, "Yeah, like I said, nothing interesting going on in my life."

Mingyu hummed noncommittally and there was a few moments of silence before he spoke again, "Was managing the cabin something you have always wanted to do?"

You were quiet for a while as you thought over the question, "No...not really. I've just kept doing the job I was handed to. I haven't really thought about what I want to do."

"Well...I think you should hire a manager in your place and maybe...I don't come to the city and make friends, see what calls for you."

"Yeah, I've thought about it. But I don't know really." You murmured.

"Well, give it some thought. I could help you find a manager. In fact, I could help promote and upgrade your cabin if you'd let me. It'll be a good investment."

You laughed softly, not taking his words too seriously. He was just a guest. He was probably just being nice.

A gust of strong wind flew by, ruining your hair as it poked into your eyes and you laughed when your eyes landed on Mingyu.

"What?"

His hair was sticking in different directions because of the wind and you shook your head with a smile as you reached to pat the hairs back into place. It happened naturally, before you could stop yourself. For a moment your eyes meet as you quickly retract your hand, face heated.

Something was definitely wrong with you.

Mingyu's gaze stayed at you for a while; you could feel his intense eyes on you and you thought maybe he didn't like you touching him. Before your thoughts ran more rampant, he spoke.

"___?"

"Y-yes?"

"Do you...Do you have a home?"

"Home?" You were confused.

"Yes, home. Not like a real house but like a... person. Someone who makes you feel at ease, someone with whom you can be yourself without judgements, someone who keeps you cozy and safe and loved...like a home."

Somewhat taken aback by his words, you fell silent but their depth hit you and you found yourself thinking about it. Do you have a home?

No. No, you don't.

You shook your head, murmuring, "No."

Mingyu nodded taking his eyes off you.

"What about you?" You asked.

"Me neither."

You smiled, "Figures. Because if you had someone you wouldn't have run here but went to them."

Mingyu smiled, a sad smile gracing his lips. It was a somewhat bitter truth, he hadn't found his home no matter how much he looked for it. Maybe that's what he was doing wrong, looking desperately.

"Let's get going. It has started to rain," Your voice dragged him out of his thoughts as he felt small drops of water fall on his face. You reached your hand out to him and he took it, standing up. As you both jogged towards Mingyu's car, your hands remained connected, no one bothering to let go.

That night you had dinner with Mingyu again but this time it was you who did the cooking. After enjoying dinner over small talk, Mingyu like the gentleman he is did the dishes as you poured some wine for the two of you.

Sitting on the small table in common space by the window, you both watched the clear sky that had appeared after the shower. You sipped your wine, watching the vast expanse of stars that blinked in the dark sky.

"I think I've to go back tomorrow," Mingyu suddenly whispered, his tone so low you almost thought you misheard him. A bolt out the blue, you looked at him.

"Tomorrow?"

"Mmhmm," he fiddled with the hem of his cardigan as he stared at the table. "I've got so many calls and messages from work. My company won't run on its on, I can be gone for only so long." He sighed.

You didn't offer any words, too shocked to know that he'd be gone tomorrow. What is this attachment you've developed towards him? Why did the thought of someone, almost a stranger going back to where he came from, where he belonged hurt you so much? You didn't know what to label your feelings but realizing that you'd probably never see him again was tugging at your heartstrings.

Should you ask him for his number and stay connected with him? Is there even a point in that? You both live miles away from each other. Or should just take his advice and follow him to the city? Would that even be a good idea? Are you just reading all this wrong?

You were so invested in your thoughts that you didn't realize Mingyu was calling you until he shook your shoulder.

"You okay, ___?"

"Huh? Yeah...it's just, the news is really sudden. I didn't... expect you'd return so soon." You mumbled.

Mingyu sighed, his shoulder dropping a little bit. "Trust me, if I could I'd stay here forever. But...I can't keep running. I need to face my parents, the sooner the better."

At a loss of what to say, you just nodded. Reaching for your drink you took a big gulp, trying to calm your nerves. It's okay, you can do this. He's just another one of your guests.

You stood up, taking the empty glass in your hand, "Well, I better leave you alone now. I'm sure you've got packing to do."

You almost turned away; until a strong hand gripped your wrist and pulled you back, making you stumble towards Mingyu's body.

"Don't. Stay for a while. I don't want you to leave." His voice was soft yet deep and it immediately broke your resolve as you set the glass down and looked into his eyes.

He didn't let go of your wrist; instead only wrapped his other hand around your waist, pulling you closer, leaving just a few inches between your faces. You didn't tell him to move neither did you make any effort to get away from him- you didn't want to. It felt good, comforting as he held you and looked at you almost like you were his whole world. His eyes had so much emotion swirling in them and you were sure yours looked the same too.

"___?" His voice was breathy and it set your heart aflame.

"Y-yes?"

"Can I...kiss you?"

You inhaled sharply as his hold on you got tighter. You couldn't process a reply, overwhelmed with emotion. So you just nodded and Mingyu leaned in, pressing his lips to yours.

It was soft at first, his lips just resting against yours, as if he was testing the waters. When you didn't resist but only pulled him closer, he started devouring you, his tongue prodding in your wet cavern. Moans espaced from you as you kept pulling at his hair almost grinding on him, desperate for more. He was the same, kissing you with so much passion and vigour like you were the last female standing.

You somehow managed to tug off his cardigan between the kiss and when you pulled apart for air, Mingyu panted, "Can we take this to the bedroom?"

His deep raspy voice spread liquid heat throughout your body and you had to stop yourself from pouncing on him.

"Yes please," you breathed. Mingyu stood up straight, his tall and built body intimidating you in the best ways possible, "Oh baby, you don't have to beg. I'll give you anything you want."

Once again your breath was trapped as he picked you up, his hand under your ass to support you. When he dropped you on his bed and took off his tee you realized you were in for a long night. In the back of your mind, you also realized that this would make it even harder to let him go.

Next morning you were the first one to wake up as the sun barely seeped through the blinds. If you had to guess it wasn't any more than six am. Mingyu's hand rested on your waist as he remained snuggled against your back. It was so comforting that you almost forgot your reality and went back to sleep, until you remembered what had happened last night. Before you could start overthinking and possibly had a breakdown right there, you ever so carefully removed his hand from your body and scrawled out of the bed, grabbing your shirt and quickly throwing it on. Then you tiptoped out of his room despite the ache between your legs and rushed straight towards yours.

Slamming the door shut, your sat down, head in your hands. You've to now prepare for saying goodbye. Right, you just need to act casual and not let him know that you might have developed feelings for him in the past week.

His words came back to you.

"Do you have a home?"

You didn't have one until now but the realization that you may have found it brought tears to your eyes.

You spent the next hours wallowing in your self pity, curled up in your bed too afraid to get out and face Mingyu. Soonyoung dropped by once, knocking at your door and asking if you want breakfast, which you declined. Time slowly ticked away and you watched as the clock struck eleven. You couldn't stay inside forever. You needed to bid Mingyu a goodbye- that is if he hadn't left already. But you were sure he didn't; he wouldn't just leave without any words.

Sighing, you gathered every last bit of your courage and stepped out of your room. Immediately you saw Mingyu coming out from the opposite end of the corridor, the carry-on he brought with him in his hand.

"Hey, where have you been?" He asked, his steps getting quicker to come and stand in front of you.

"Oh- um, I took and shower and then dozed off, sorry," you lied easily, not meeting his eyes.

There was a beat of silence as you both stood in front of each other and when your eyes finally met his, a blush spread across his face like wildfire. The air was heavy with unsaid words and you coughed, trying to get rid of the terrible awkwardness.

"So, you're leaving now?"

What a nice question.

Mingyu seemed to be lost in thoughts as he snapped back to reality and scratched the back of his head, "Oh yeah, right. It'll be a couple hours drive so the earlier I leave the better."

Nodding you motioned your hand towards the exit, "I'll see you out."

Mingyu seemed to have something to say but he pressed his lips in a thin line and started to climb down the stairs, you behind him. Soonyoung, who was standing at the entrance gave you a conspirational wiggle of his brows but said nothing as he watched you follow Mingyu out.

You observed as Mingyu loaded his bag in the trunk, peeking glances at you every other second. When he finished, you spoke, "Well...good luck. I hope you can overcome your problems."

"Thanks. It won't be easy and my dad will probably take away my shares of the company but...I'm done living like this."

You nodded, smiling softly as you crossed your arms against your chest. It suddenly felt cold.

You both gazed at each other, saying nothing even though you've so much to say, as if the silence would carry your unsaid words to him. You were torn- wanting to talk about last night but chickening out knowing it was probably just a fling, a one night stand for him.

"___..." Mingyu spoke but the words died on his tongue. Not trusting yourself to speak, you swallwed the ball of emotions and looked at him with a curious tilt of head.

"...I hope you find what you really want to do. And I hope you find your home too," he said, his words so soft and gentle. For some reason you had a feeling that those were not the words he wanted to say yet you forced a smile and nodded, "You too, Mingyu."

His eyes swirled with so my emotions but you didn't know what he was thinking. He looked pained, just like you but you were too afraid to speak your feelings, scared that you misread him.

When you spoke no more, Mingyu sighed and backstopped slowly, "Well... goodbye, then."

You managed to choke out the words, "Goodbye."

Your emotions overwhelmed you, tears stinging your eyes as you watched him enter his car. Why did it hurt so much? Why did it feel like your heart was being ripped right out of your chest?

His engine roared to life and your stomach sunk. Was this really the right thing to do? Should you just let him go like this?

You made a split second decision that moment, just as his car moved forward a little.

"Mingyu!" You called after him, immediately making him stop the car. He came out, almost in a hurry, an expectant look on his face as you ran towards him. Then you made another split second decision as you wrapped your arms around his tall frame and held tight.

"I like you, Mingyu. I really like you." You mumbled in his chest.

He didn't say anything back but you felt his arms wrapping around you tightly and you stood there in each others embrace for a while. It felt like time has stopped, the warmth and safety of his arms comforting you and making you realize how you would have regretted if you had let him go.

Mingyu pulled back to take a look at your face, his hand cupping your cheeks, his warm but intense eyes on you, shining with love and adoration.

"Say something," you whispered, still unsure.

He chuckled, a light-hearted, carefree sound that made your heart swoon. "I like you too, if it wasn't obvious after last night."

Elated, you pulled his face down and kissed his lips as you felt him grin and wrap his arms around you once again.

"I want to go with you...to the city," you murmured into his chest as he rested his chin on the top of your head.

You couldn't see it but you felt him smirk, "Good. Because I think I found my home."

Your heart couldn't become fuller as you grinned like a happy child.

"Me too."

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tataishere123 · 3 years ago

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AAAAAAAAAAAA MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT! 😣💕💕

baby, all i really want is your attention | kim mingyu

ミ★ synopsis: you and mingyu have been academic rivals since the beginning of your high school career. having always aimed for the #1 spot, mingyu would beat you without even needing to study. now dedicating all your time into studying at the local library, you find yourself wondering who keeps neatly packing your things and waking you up each time you fall asleep while studying. [requested by @omgnctchina]

ミ★ genre: enemies to lovers!au, high school!au, studious!reader, bad boy!mingyu, humor, fluff

ミ★ warnings: some suggestive jokes, underage drinking (they’re like 18 in this, but be safe out there fellas)

ミ★ word count: 8,442 (im so fucking sorry)

ミ★ pairings: mingyu x gender neutral reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys ! long time no svt oneshot, kek my bad. i’ve been busy working on something… wink. anyways, i hope you guys enjoy this mingyu fic ! make sure to give him lots of love <333

ミ★ taglist: @sunlightwoo @coppertrashi @purplehoranghae @brinnalaine @minluvly @wonunuu @suhfluffy @shuajeong @euphorencia @seoulbinz @minghao-will-be-the-death-of-me @jenuubiii @jaeyuni @sunflowergyeomie @cheolliehugs @fallinchan @a-vian @kodzumo @dwcljh @sbnchaos @taeguk-munchkin @w8nuzone @miyuuraiura @semicolorn @haonysus @anissanightyoung @serenadesvt @linhyyboo12 @junjungsunwoo @smileyjimvn @adoreateez

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tataishere123 · 3 years ago

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The cuteness and adorableness of this should be illegal istg 😤💞😩

Magic // Hansol Vernon Chwe

the prompt: vernon never liked schoolwork, and you weren’t one for random adventures. however, things can quickly change when you’re with the right person.

words: 7821

category: hogwarts au + fluff

author note: this took literally a year to write or at least that’s what it felt like. anyway this is for marissa (@midnighthansol) who go check out her scenario blog (@skooluvsaffair) bc it’s one of my favorites and she wrote camp counselor!jun for me and i squealed so loudly reading it lol.

ps i want to write for all of hogwarts!seventeen bc it’s so much fun and I’ve already got a hufflepuff!jun coming up so why not more?

- destinee

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tataishere123 · 3 years ago

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UGHHHHH THAT WAS ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE AND CUTE. UWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWU 😍😆 I love it so much oh my God 😩❤

bookworm | jeon wonwoo

ミ★ synopsis: who knew that the cute guy you met at the library is one of the best players on the football team? literally everyone but you.

ミ★ genre: high school!au, jock!au, humor, fluff

ミ★ warnings: none !

ミ★ word count: 3,171

ミ★ pairings: wonwoo x female reader

ミ★ notes: i will be tagging @babiesanshine because she told me i have to tag her in anything i write that involves wonwoo. here’s a cute little oneshot i wrote, i hope you guys enjoy it <3

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tataishere123 · 3 years ago

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Oh my God, my heart 😍 I wanna squeal so baaaaaaad, but my family is asleep 😩❤. Uwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu 🥺

second life | xu minghao

ミ★ synopsis: in which jun and jeonghan pick out a book titled, Second Life, and find a message written to someone on the title page. it’s only then that they learn the untold story of two lovers who met at a library 35 years ago.

ミ★ genre: soulmate!au (kinda ?), multiple lives!au, fluff, light angst

ミ★ warnings: major character death (it’s not bad i promise)

ミ★ word count: 4,219

ミ★ pairings: xu minghao x female reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys! when i wrote this oneshot, i couldn’t think of any other published book, so i decided to reference @sunlightwoo‘s series, Second Life, which is really good so make sure to check it out ! i’m going to be a bit busy these upcoming weeks because i have finals soon, and i also just got a job as a boba barista ! i’ll try to post a oneshot at least once a week, but we’ll see how that goes HAHAHA as always, make sure to give lots of love to minghao <3 i hope you guys enjoy this one !!

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tataishere123 · 3 years ago

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Oh my God that was sooooo good, I REALLY LOVE THE SERIES! YOU DID AN AMAZING JOB WRITING IT!! tbh even tho it's short, the ending was perfect. I didn't feel it was rushed ❤ Thank you so much for your hard work 👏🤩👏

Sweeter Than Sweets l pt 4 (final)

Pairing ➳ CEO!Choi Seungcheol x female baker!reader

Genre ➳ romance, angst, fluff, suggestive

Warnings ➳ cursing, implications of sexual activities, cliche lmao, use of the word daddy once (not in sexual context)

Word count ➳ 3.6k

A/N: Aaannddd, the final chapter is here! I'm really sorry if the ending feels rushed, my mind just went blank while writing this part. But seriously, thank you all for sticking till the end TT. Now I'd really appreciate some feedback on the comments cuz this took a toll on me whew~ soo, happy reading! Also, have a happy new year!!

part 1 l part 2 l part 3

PART 4: THE END

You still feel jetlagged from the return flight from your honeymoon in Paris. Though it was a pure luxury, travelling in Seungcheol's private jet and staying at the fanciest hotels, you still feel sore and tired. Seungcheol however seems as usual, if not more tensed as he furiously types away on his laptop. He's been busy as hell; a week away putting a huge workload on him.

You insisted that a honeymoon wasn't necessary but he brushed you away, saying a getaway is necessary for the both of you and the others would be suspicious if you two didn't have a honeymoon. The trip was dreamlike and you still have a hard time believing you actually experienced that. You visited the prettiest places and are the most amazing food with Seungcheol the past week, no to mention the countless orgasms he gave you each night. You could get used to that, which is alarming.

Your fingers trace over the necklace Seungcheol gave you on your honeymoon; a beautiful, thin gold chain with a small heart pendant, as you stare at the man sitting next to you on the breakfast stool.

"The food is getting cold," you speak. He looks at you frowning, before replying, "I've to get going. I've a meeting in an hour." He stands up, shutting his laptop and reaching for his jacket.

"At least eat something," you insist. He shakes his head before dropping a kiss on your forehead, "I might return late, I've so much things to sort. Don't wait up for me."

You watch him march out of the room, a sigh leaving you. You're left alone in his huge penthouse expect for the housekeeper who clears away your plates.

Time seems to move slower at Seungcheol's penthouse. You chat with Jane over the phone for hours, attend the online culinary course you signed up for and even have a phone call with your mother who, surprisingly says she'll visit sometime soon but nothing makes the day come to an end.

In the evening, you prepare dinner before sitting down with your culinary book and a glass of wine. You then opt to watch TV and almost fall asleep on the sofa until you here the front door open.

It's almost 12 and true to his words, he's late. His tired frame appears on the living room, frowning at you as you sit up.

"I told you not to wait up," his voice is gruff.

You shrug, "I couldn't really sleep."

He sighs. His face is dull and his hair is disheveled and he holds his suit jacket in one hand and his tie in the other.

"Would you like some dinner?" You offer, unsure what to do.

He shakes his head, "I'm gonna take a shower and sleep."

"Okay."

Despite is rough day, Seungcheol is kind enough to ask you how your day went as you both get in bed.

"It was okay..." Your voice is breathy. His arm is draped over your waist as he lies behind you, holding you tight. "I...signed up for the culinary course I told you about."

"Oh, how is it?" His voice is soft as he snuggles you, his nose in your hair.

"Good," you whisper, your heart beating fast. Seungcheol being so gentle and intimate with you makes your brain short-circuit and you almost think that this is real.

A silence follows and you think he has fallen asleep but he speaks, "There's a party this weekend at my parents house. My mom says we need a little party for you to get to know everyone."

"Oh."

"Don't worry, my father won't be there. He'll be away on a business trip. That's why my mom decided to host a party."

A soft laugh escapes you, "I'm not worried, Seungcheol. I'm actually glad for you. You'd probably start a fight if he was there."

Seungcheol presses a kiss on your neck before murmuring, "I love it when you call my name."

Your body tenses as your cheeks heat up. Seungcheol doesn't say anything but wraps his arm tighter around you, throwing his leg over yours.

"Sweet dreams, sweetheart."

You've start putting on your earrings when Seungcheol appears from the bathroom, dressed in a gorgeous maroon shirt- that matches your dress and black pants. His shirt's top buttons are undone and you watch him button them up through the mirror, until, you remember something.

You reach into the drawer below the dresser before turning to face him. "Um... Seungcheol?"

You're shy for no reason, holding the small box behind you and swaying back and forth.

"Yeah?"

"Um," you take a few steps to stand in front of him before pushing the small box into his hands. "This is a gift... for you. You know, you've been so nice to me and brought me so many things...it's just- a small token of my appreciation." You look anywhere but his eyes, hands fiddling behind you. Seungcheol raises an amused brow at you. "You know you really didn't need to do this," he says, opening the box.

Inside, rests a pair of silver cufflinks in the shape of 'S', his initial. He's quiet for a bit and you start worrying, "It's okay if you don't like them...they aren't really that expens-"

You're cut off as he pulls you by the waist and kisses your lips, slow and gentle.

"I love them." He states once he pulls back and you watch him put the cufflinks on. Once he's done he presses yet another kiss on your forehead, holding you in his arms. "Thank you, sweetheart. I'll make sure to treasure them," he murmurs and you sigh dreamily, you're heart feeling full.

"You're welcome, Seungcheol."

Seungcheol's mother's face is glum when you find her in the dining area. A small smile appears on her face as she sees you both and comes in for a hug before announcing, "Your father returned early."

Oh shit.

Seungcheol is quiet for a bit before letting out an exasperated sigh.

"I'm so sorry, I had no idea," his mother apologizes. "It's not your fault mom," Seungcheol grumbles, rubbing his temples. He turns around abruptly murmuring something about saying hi to others and walks away.

You give a stiff smile at his mother, "Don't worry, Mrs. Choi. I'll try to keep him out of trouble."

She gives you a sad smile as you catch up to Seungcheol.

Seungcheol's relatives are really nice and kind to you- leaving you in great surprise. You imagined them to be somewhat like his father but they turned out to be quite the opposite and you genuinely enjoy their company and conversations.

By dinnertime you've finished two glasses of wine and made friends with Soonyoung's wife; who turns out to be a funny and charismatic person to be around. You and Seungcheol sit with them during dinner and while Soonyoung's wife tells you about how she and her husband met, the boys chat about business and such.

You almost forget about Seungcheol's father until bump into him infront of the restroom after dinner.

You almost stumble and land on your ass as he stands in front of you, sharp eyes trained on you as if you're a prey.

"Good evening, Mr. Choi," you struggle to get your wits together.

"You're really shameless," he scoffs as if he can't believe it.

Errr...what?

You inhale deeply. "I really don't know what I've done to disappoint you but please give us a chance." You play the polite card.

He laughs a humourless laugh before shaking his head, "My shameless son got himself a shameless wife. I just don't get it...why is he such an idiot? How can my son be like this?" He rants on as if you're not there.

Your blood spikes at words and the wine you had before makes you speak before you can think, "With all due respect, sir, Seungcheol is an incredibly talented person and if anything, you should be proud of him, not badmouth him every chance you get."

His father raises a brow, amused, "Oh, this girl has some teeth, no? The only reason you're praising him is so that I hand over my company to him."

"I feel sorry for Seungcheol, he doesn't deserve a father as awful as you." You spit.

Shit...did you really say that to his face?

"What did you say?" His father steps closer to you, "So you're done playing the good wife and now you're running that disgusting mouth you filthy-"

"Father!"

It's Seungcheol.

Oh. Shit.

This is gonna turn into a war zone.

You quickly rush to Seungcheol, trying to stop him from getting close to his father but he's furious, brushing you away he hisses, "I tolerate everything you say to me but I won't tolerate when you insult my wife like that."

He grabs his father by the collars. "How could you stoop so low? Have you ever thought about how much of an asshole you are?" Seungcheol is seething, looking like he could tear his father into two.

A gasp is heard from behind you and you turn around to see Mrs. Choi, horrified.

Shit. You had one job.

"Seungcheol!" She calls as if to stop her son who pays no heed to her.

Seungcheol's father is equally stubborn, he doesn't move an inch but glares at Seungcheol with flame in his eyes, "And do you know how much of a disappointment you have been? Do you realize how pathetic you are? You are nothing but a shame to the Chois."

You know Seungcheol is about punch his father right in the face so you pull him back with all your might, desperate to not let this get any worse.

You manage to pull Seungcheol off of his father and with the help of Mrs. Choi you both hold back a mad Seungcheol.

"I had enough! I don't your fucking company!" Seungcheol screams.

What?

"Don't ever show me that face again," Seungcheol spits and frees himself from your grip before storming out of the place.

You stand there stunned as you watch Mr. Choi fix his suit while Mrs. Choi sobs. "Why are such an animal!" She bellows.

Mr. Choi completely ignores her and announces, "You shall never invite him in my house. If you wish to be with him, you're welcome to leave anytime."

Mrs. Choi stares dumbfounded at her husband's retreating figure.

You reach for her, "I'm sorry-"

She holds up her hand, "I need a moment." You watch her take her leave. The remaining silence becomes overwhelming for you to bear.

So this is how it'll end.

After what felt like an eon of silence and tension and anger in the car, you and Seungcheol reach home. He is quiet as you both enter the penthouse and take off your shoes.

You watch him warily. Knowing very well he won't speak, you break the awful silence, "Are you... really gonna give up the company?"

Seungcheol turns to meet your eyes. His voice is awfully calm, "Yes."

You swallow. If he's going to give up the company...that means he won't need you anymore. That means he's gonna divorce you and this is the end of you and him. It's over.

It's over before it started.

Still you dare to ask.

"What about us?" Your voice sounds strained and small.

He his expressionless, "I'll prepare the divorce papers as soon as I can."

The words you hear are exactly what you expected but still it manages to rip your heart out and shatter it into a million pieces. You suddenly feel too tired, too emotional. You feel like you'll drop onto your knees and start crying right here.

"I'll prepare for bed," you croak out and quietly step into the bedroom.

The dreadful morning comes in the blink of an eye and when you step into the dining, Seungcheol is seated in the breakfast stool, typing away on his computer.

"Hey." You murmur.

"Hi," he replies, not bothering to look up at you. You sit there, fiddling with your hands for a while and just as you're about to open your mouth, his eyes meet yours.

"The divorce papers will be ready in a couple of days. You're finally free from all these drama," he waves his hand chuckling.

You just watch him with a heavy heart. You're feeling so much right now but you can't put them into words.

"I've got you a nice place for your shop. Also...take this," he reaches into his pocket and pushes an envelope towards you. "I've written a check for you. Use this to decorate your shop. And if you need more don't hesitate to call me." He smiles at you.

"No!" You blurt out. He frowns.

"I-I... don't want your money or anything. I'll manage it myself so please don't bother." You meet him in the eye.

"___, a deal is a deal. Did you forget?" He snaps.

"Yes but...but I failed you. You won't be having the company so I can't accept all this," you're adamant.

"I chose to give up. It was my decision and it has nothing to do with you. You deserve what you signed up for." His voice is strict as he scowls at you.

"I can't!" Your voice breaks. "I... can't accept your money Seungcheol, please."

No, you can't, not after falling in love with him. It feels like you've used him. No- you won't accept his money. It feels so wrong. You'll start all over again, no matter how hard it is but you can't get all these privileges from him.

"Why are you being so difficult!" He yells, standing up. "Are you trying to play hard? You don't have to! This was our deal!"

"It's because I'm in love with you!" you're yelling.

Oh shit. You just-

Oh dear fucking lord.

Seungcheol looks confused for a bit before his eyes go wide as he stares at you, bewildered. You're equally dumbfounded, not believing that you actually said those words out loud.

What have you done? Fuck.

Seungcheol opens his mouth but you spare him, holding your hand up, "Just... don't. Leave me alone." You choke out before making a beeline for the front door. You can't face him after this, no, so you can only escape.

Where do you go now?

Jane, yes.

You're staring at the wine glass in your hand in complete silence. Jane is surprisingly mute, probably still shook after listening to what you did.

Outside night has fallen and you wonder if Seungcheol is looking for you. You've turned off your phone, unwilling to pick his calls.

"What are you gonna do now?" Jane asks quietly.

"I've no idea," you whine, putting your face in your hands. "I've my clothes and stuffs at his place. I've to go get them sometime. Or maybe I can just message him to send those over."

"___, you're still married okay? You've to meet him sooner or later. Also what about his mom?"

Shit.

"No, no no. What am I gonna say to her?" You howl. "I'm fucked!"

"Undoubtedly," Jane mutters dryly, finishing her glass. You follow in suit, chugging down the drink.

Lord help me.

The doorbell rings and your first thought is Seungcheol is here. Jane gets up to answer it and appears a moment later, frowning, "Someone is asking for you."

Who?

You go to see Seungcheol's chauffeur standing at the door.

"How did Seungcheol even find- never mind," you hold up your hands. "I'm not going," you say to the man.

"Ma'am, Mr. Choi has strictly ordered me to bring you home. If you resist, he himself will be here to pick you up."

"One second," Jane interrupts and closes the door before turning to face you, "I think you should go. What's done is done, you can't change it. You can only end it smoothly now. Be confident, there's no place to hide now, girl. The more you run the worse it'll get."

Fuck. She's right. This isn't about only about you. You've a ton of people to apologize to and say goodbye. First you've to go through him, Choi Seungcheol.

The man you love.

Seungcheol is still in his office outfit you quietly step into the penthouse, embarrassed to your core.

He turns around and gives you a soft smile- unexpectedly. His eyes are oddly compassionate and you don't know what to make of it. So you just stand there, in the middle of his huge living room, feeling more intimated than ever, unable to lock eyes with him.

"Come here," his voice is soft as he takes a seat on the couch. You pad over to him and sit down, holding your breath.

He surprises you when he reaches for your hand and kisses your knuckles softly. "Why did you run?" He asks, his voice so gentle as if he's talking to a scared child.

You've trouble finding your voice, "I...I was embarrassed."

"You shouldn't be," he rubs your hands.

"W-what do you m-mean?" You choke. You're feeling so emotional; maybe because of the alcohol or maybe because of him being so sweet and gentle with you.

Seungcheol sighs, looking down at the ground, "You know...I've always wanted to be alone and I... thought I was happy until you came along. The deal we made was purely for selfish reasons, yes, but as I started being around you, I felt- feel...full. I feel like I'm complete, like I'm not alone. I feel happy whenever I think of you. I feel happy when I see your face, when I fall asleep next to you. And... thinking of a time without you...makes me unbearably sad. So when you say you're in love, you're not the only one."

You're at a loss of words. Does he mean-

"You- you're in love with me?" You squeak out, breathless.

He smiles before nodding, "Yes, I am."

"Wha- I...why- why didn't you-"

"I thought you were not interested in me. I thought you'd feel uncomfortable if I told you that," he chuckles softly, his eyes shining.

You stare at him mutely. You're overwhelmed. You don't know what to say, what to do. You don't even know if this is real. He really loves you? Choi Seungcheol?

"Hey," he calls, tilting your chin up. "Don't cry. I've hurt you so much already-"

"No!" You yell, wrapping your arms tightly around him. "No...I've never been happier. You make me happy, always." Seungcheol holds you tight, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"You make me happy too. So much," he whispers.

You pull slightly and ask, "Does this mean...you won't be divorcing me?"

"Heck no, woman. You're stuck with me for the rest of your life," He growls kissing you hard once more. "But you're accepting the place I bought for you. And the money, I'm gonna transfer it to your-"

"No- Seungcheol, not the-" you're cut off as he pushes your back on the sofa and starts unbuttoning you top. "You say another word and I'll gag you," his eyes are dark as he makes a quick work of your top before discarding it somewhere on the floor.

"Seungcheol! Stop!" You squeal.

He gently nips your earlobe, "Just keep quiet, sweetheart. I'm gonna fuck you into tomorrow," he promises, sending a delicious shiver down your spine before carrying you to the bedroom.

A LONG TIME AFTER THAT

Seungcheol nuzzles your neck, pressing soft kisses as he stirrs awake. "Don't go," he tries to stop you from getting up, his voice hoarse.

"Mmm but I've to open the shop," you mumble, trying to free yourself from his hold. "You have work too, Cheol."

"Mmm, no, stay. Call Chan and tell him to open the shop today."

"But-" he pulls you tight under the covers, wrapping his arms and legs around you.

You're so not getting out of bed.

"Cheol~" you whine as he presses soft kisses on your neck and shoulders. He leans on his elbows slightly and then says out of the blue, "I saw your test in the bathroom."

Fuck.

"Oh my God!" You sit up horrified. "I swear I found out yesterday! I was gonna surprise you!"

"Hush, it's okay," he chuckles, kissing you chastely on the lips. "Fuck, we're gonna be parents. I can't believe it."

Your cheeks flame, "Yeah, it's... amazing." Seungcheol grins at you flashing his dimples, "You're perfect you know?" He strokes your cheek.

"Stop being all sappy," you huff, crossing your arms. "You ruined my surprise."

Seungcheol pulls you closer by the waist murmuring, "Next time hide the test well and you can surprise me."

"Hmm...how many kids do you want?" You peer up at him.

"Five at least."

"Five! Are you crazy?"

"Mmm...3 then."

"Okay, daddy, one step at a time." You roll your eyes. Seungcheol laughs loudly before pulling you to lie with him. "Why don't we start practicing now?"

"Cheol-" he shushes you with a kiss. "I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you too, Seungcheol."

A/N 2: Give it up for the happy couple y'all! Wooo~ Don't forget to let me know your thoughts!

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I ABSOLUTELY love and adore this so much 😣❤. one of my favorites so far from your writings 😆. SOMEONE GIVE ME THIS KIND OF LOVE PLZZ, my singleness is showing 😃 Right now I just feel like...

*Picture not mine*

Jeonghan (윤정한):

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“I want to kiss you, because I love you”

synopsis: After your shared kiss with Jeonghan a week ago, you have been avoiding him. You two are then sat next to each other after Jeonghan loses a drinking game. He takes this opportunity to try and give you a hint about his true feelings that he had been considering all week.

parts: 1 - “I want to kiss you” | 2 - “I want to kiss you, because I love you.”

genre: romance

characters: friend!jeonghan x friend!reader, ft. friend!seungcheol

a/n: I didn't get to upload/write yesterday because of crazy stuff but I managed to write today! Thank you for the two ideas! I combined them and was able to write this :3

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Sitting in the restaurant next to Jeonghan, you couldn't help but feel suffocatingly awkward.

Everyone was having fun, eating, drinking, playing drinking games, but you were stuck suffering again. It had been a week since you and Jeonghan contacted each other. It was so hard to call him, reply to his texts, or do anything with him. Even in group chats, you couldn't find your fingers typing anything in reply to any of his messages.

In group gatherings like this, you usually sat as far away from his as possible. All you wanted to do was forget the incident because you were sure that Jeonghan found it extremely uncomfortable to be around you, but doing exactly that was nearly impossible.

No one else knew of the secret and you weren't sure that you could tell anyone. How could you tell a friend, who was also a friend of Jeonghan, that you wanted to kiss him because you loved him and actually did kiss him after three years of knowing each other?

Jeonghan didn't start out sitting next to you; you had been trying your best to avoid him, but you two ended up seated next to each other when Jeonghan lost a drinking game. Instead of the penalty of drinking, he had to spin 10 times and then close his eyes and pick a friend to switch seats with, which had to be the friend sitting next to you.

Today, he seemed weirdly attentive but you couldn't help but back away from him. You didn't have any hope and you were sure that the friendship you two had would be broken with time.

In the past week, you were stuck reminiscing the memories you made with Jeonghan, who was a good friend. He was funny but calm, mischievous but mature, he was a great guy who was kind and caring; from the time where you two and a few friends went into an arcade to the time that you, him, and two other friends played around in a sauna... There were so many happy memories, how could you just ruin it all?

You kept thinking and thinking, wondering why you wanted such a thing. It was such an obvious answer that you didn't want to accept.

You glanced at Jeonghan, who had one of his arms down on the round table. He was holding a drink and conversing with his friends, discussing the next game. He was still strikingly handsome.

You drank some of the alcohol in your shot glass, staring down at the table.

‘I like you,’ you confessed inside your head. ‘I'm sorry.’

For the past few days, Jeonghan had been watching you closely; not in a stalker-like manner.

Jeonghan couldn't stop thinking about the heart-fluttering kiss that you two shared in his car. The atmosphere was just perfect and thinking back on it, he could feel his heart race. Even just glancing at you was enough to bring the memories of that moment flooding back into him.

So, he observed you because he was curious about how you were feeling after the kiss but as he continued observing, Jeonghan began to realize what a great person you were. You two met through a mutual friend, Seungcheol, three years ago, and began to hang out, though it was usually with some other friends. You two would also message each other often, but not really call.

You were a caring, bright friend that he took for granted. You were sweet and selfless and sometimes you were funny and dorky, but then you were also serious and mature when you had to be. Jeonghan recalled the many times he saw you being a great listener and handing out great advice. He also remembered the times that you showed warming acts of kindness to not only your friends but to strangers as well.

You were stuck in his mind.

Now, you two were sitting around a table with a group of friends. He could tell that over the past few days, you had been avoiding him. Every time that Jeonghan came to you to try and talk alone, you made up an excuse to leave.

Since you haven't left yet and instead stayed sitting next to him, Jeonghan was a bit surprised but thought of this as his only opportunity.

Everyone was talking and shouting. After making a few bets with his friends, Jeonghan grew quiet. The group began to talk rather than just playing games. They brought up trending and controversial topics, talked about work, complained about life, and talked about their romantic relationships, all that stuff.

Jeonghan tried to blend in with the group by talking here and there but even now, you were avoiding his touch, which caught his attention. You wouldn't even let your shoulders touch him.

You went quiet immediately when Jeonghan moved to sit next to you and he noticed that sometimes, you would glance at him. In the corner of his eye, he could see you stealing glances only to look away sadly.

Jeonghan couldn't take it anymore.

The conversation began to blur out.

He took one last soju shot before setting the glass cup down onto the wooden table. He glanced down and saw your hands resting on your knees.

Jeonghan turned to look at you but you were facing the opposite direction, looking over at your friend who was complaining about her boyfriend who had started avoiding her after their first kiss.

He reached his hand to yours, under the table but just as he was about to touch yours, his hand froze as he hesitated to grab yours. He stared at your hand that was still resting on your knee.

Jeonghan looked away and nervously, he picked up the courage to grab the back of your hand.

The action was sudden, causing you to jump, but you didn't turn to look at him. You just felt the warmth of his palm on yours. You didn't know what to do, your heart was racing.

Jeonghan was trying to play it cool by engaging in conversations again but the heat was slowly rising inside of him.

“Ugh, but seriously! How could my boyfriend ghost me after our first kiss? Isn't that so weird?” Your friend continued.

“What a jerk,” Jeonghan commented.

Your heart was nearly beating out of your chest. Slowly, you could feel his warm fingers intertwine with yours. You didn't even want to stop it because you knew how much you liked him. Was this a sign of hope?

“Oh! You know, there's this girl in the finance department in my college, she's a total player!” One of Jeonghan's friends began, drawing everyone in with his enthusiastic storytelling voice. Jeonghan leaned in to hear the story too, acting way too natural while you were frozen. “I was one of her victims. She drew me in with her calm voice and made me give her gifts... gosh, I can't believe I fell for her! After that, she ghosted me too. Are you sure your boyfriend isn't a player?”

“Are you serious? My boyfriend has been my friend since I was in diapers!”

Jeonghan chuckled, tightening his hand around yours.

“You're just a fool,” Seungcheol and Jeonghan said.

You finally turned your head to him, seeing his other arm resting on the table as he listened intently to the other conversations.

Your palms began to grow sweaty, being glued to each other under the table. Your heartbeat began to calm down. Jeonghan was feeling his burning body temperature cool down.

“Thanks for meeting again today, I had so much fun,” Seungcheol said, shaking hands with the friends around the table. “Sorry we're so busy to hang out all the time.”

Everyone was standing up, getting ready to leave, and saying their goodbyes.

Jeonghan finally let go of your hand and reached to shake hands with one of his friends that were in college.

The college friend was a bit surprised and tilted his head slightly with suspicion.

“How come your palm is so sweaty and warm?”

Jeonghan chuckled softly, looking at you briefly. “I had it in my pocket.”

You had your hands clasped together, waiting impatiently at the side of the road, looking for signs of a cab. Your heels tapped the sidewalk as you waited while biting your lip.

You were sure everyone had left and according to the internet, it was supposed to rain soon. Currently, it was 5 pm, and the way from the restaurant back to your house would take at least two hours on foot.

Jeonghan walked up behind you quietly, not saying a word. He just sent off Seungcheol, who was at first a bit stubborn about going alone. Jeonghan wanted to finally be alone with you and explain himself a little.

He watched as you looked from side to side, waving your hand in hopes of getting a taxi, only to get cars zooming by.

“Y/N,” Jeonghan said, walking up to stand beside you. He had his hands secured in his pockets and he stared ahead. “You trying to get a taxi?”

“Yeah,” you replied awkwardly. “You didn't leave yet?”

“No, Seungcheol threw a fit and demanded to go alone so I got abandoned.”

You smiled awkwardly, wondering if you should bring up what happened inside the restaurant.

Jeonghan turned to you. Upon seeing your face, he just couldn't see you the same way. You were someone beautiful, caring, sweet, and selfless. You were someone so amazing as a friend, as a person, and possibly as a lover. His eyes couldn't help but fall onto your lips as the kiss replayed in his head.

He stared at you as the two of you waited, wondering if you had gotten his message in the restaurant.

“Are you also waiting for a cab...?” You asked, turning your head to Jeonghan. His intense gaze was making your heart race.

His expression was strange. You had been avoiding him so much that you never got a good, clear look at him again. His face was hard to read and you couldn't tell at all what he was thinking.

Turning away, you asked quietly, “What's wrong?”

Jeonghan's expression softened.

“I want to kiss you,” He turned his entire body to you, taking out his hands from his jacket pockets. “because I love you.”

You turned to face him.

“What?”

You knew that the hand-holding under the table meant hope but you couldn't believe it.

“I want to kiss you.”

You blinked your eyes, feeling your heartbeat accelerate.

“I want to give my love to you.”

His expression as he said those words was completely serious. He wasn't joking.

A strong wind blew his hair back, sending chills through your skin. The rain was coming and the clouds were growing dark and grey.

You let out a soft smile and took a final, decision-making step toward Jeonghan. You placed your hand onto his shoulder, tippy-toeing to reach his soft, thin lips. With your face slightly tilted, you kissed him, feeling the gentle rain tap your head.

Jeonghan stayed still, feeling the cool wind blow past him. He wondered how your lips could be so sweet and warm.

Slowly, he closed his eyes, bringing his arm to your back, bringing you closer. He deepened the kiss with his passionate lips, enwrapping his arms around your waist. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as the rain began falling harder.

Even after getting wet, you two pulled away with smiles. With your chests touching, your foreheads kissed each other. Your eyes met after the kiss and the two of you couldn't help but burst into soft, cute giggles, with your foreheads still pressed together.

“I love you,” You said. “I think I've always loved you, I just mistook it as friendship, having a good relationship, and making good memories.”

Jeonghan smiled, kissing your nose with his. “What? Can you say that again?”

“Quit it, don't act like you've always known your feelings for me.”

Jeonghan chuckled, clasping his hands that were around your waist.

“Thanks for allowing me to realize my feelings,” Jeonghan said, giving you a quick peck. “If not for you, I would have continued my life as a fool.”

You smiled. It didn't feel real. “What did I even do?”

“You made me suffer by leaving me like that. I was able to do it before, not contacting you for a week, but this time, it was different. I had you on my mind all the time and I kept worrying that you'd leave me because of the way we left off.”

You both chuckled before he spoke again.

“You aren't going to be my friend anymore.”

You looked at Jeonghan, feeling his gaze overwhelm with love.

“Instead of always meeting you through Seungcheol, I'm going to call, video chat, and message you freely. I'm going to take you out with just the two of us.”

Jeonghan pulled you into a hug, warm and tight amid the rain. You tightened your arms around his waist, pressing your ear against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. He placed his hand on your wet hair, stroking it gently.

“Because you're mine now.”

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My God 😍 it's sooo...UGHHH my heart can't take this cuteness I CAN ALREADY SEE AND HEAR HIS LAUGH 😩💞

*Pictures are not mine*

S.Coups (최승철):

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“Kkeke”

synopsis: You and Seungcheol like each other, you both know that and so do your best friends, the 1997 liners. While practicing for a collaboration stage for an award show, the 1997 liners continue their teasing; when they leave, Seungcheol finally asks you out.

genre: romance, fluff, comedy/humor(?)

characters: idol!seungcheol x idol!reader, kim mingyu, lee seokmin, xu minghao (svt's 1997 line)

a/n: I had no idea what to name this imagine so since Seungcheol laughs cutely I named it while thinking of cute giggles + I feel like I had more requests in my inbox... Am I done?? It feels like (after my factory data reset) that some requests went missing in my inbox or maybe I just remembered wrong...? + the day after tomorrow, requests are reopening (after two-ish months)!

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The three 1997 liners placed their heads on top of each other, peeking into the practice room through the entrance.

“I knew it,” Seokmin said, squinting his eyes as he stared at the two of you, dancing and minding your own business. “It was so obvious that something was going on... Aren't I a genius?”

The other two who had their heads placed on top of his, Minghao and Mingyu, giggled at Seokmin's remark.

You and Seungcheol were preparing for a collab stage; it would be the opening performance to an award show. Being paired up together, you visited SEVENTEEN's practice room often to practice. The choreo was beautiful and represented a dark love since the award show was going to take place around Halloween.

Mingyu then added in a sneaky whisper, “Honestly, I knew it from the start, I just didn't say anything about it.”

Minghao continued to giggle, finding the words of his two 1997 mates rather silly. “You guys are jumping to conclusions. They are just practicing!”

Seokmin faced his head up to face Minghao. Then quietly, with his face dead serious, he asked, “Then why are you also whispering?”

The three couldn't help but giggle again.

You and Seungcheol were extremely concentrated on practicing because neither of you noticed the three, creepy but cute, stalking heads at the door. All you two could focus on was each other and the moves being executed by your bodies. Your eyes were glued to the mirror, monitoring yourself and your dance moves; but you were also using it as an excuse to avoid eye contact with Seungcheol.

As the 1997 liners predicted on a whim, they were right, you did like Seungcheol. The 1997 liners were your bestest of best friends so it wouldn't be surprising to you if they figured out your feelings before you could even tell them.

Ever since you met Seungcheol, you liked him. He just had this masculine and charming aura floating around him. Every time that you met his eyes, it appeared that he had gotten more attractive than the last time you locked eyes with him. Seungcheol was caring, cute, and filled with leadership skills that were to praise for. You wanted to get to know him better but you were afraid that since you two were idols, he wouldn't be interested in a serious relationship, and instead focused on his career.

And to avoid the consequences of rejection, such as awkwardness between the two of you and the 1997 liners, you decided to stay a coward, even though you knew that Seungcheol felt the same way.

Seungcheol, on the other hand, had completely different plans. The more that you two hung out, whether it was through practice or mutual friends, the more he became attracted to your unique and dreamy charms. You tripped him and caused him to fall head over heels for you so being a coward was not on his list.

He had a plan, and today, was the day he was going to execute it.

“Seungcheol...?”

You said quietly, turning to him, trying to pull your wrist away from him. He seemed to be caught in a daze and the way he was staring at you wasn't helping your burning condition.

You two were in one of the dancing positions, where he held your waist and wrist with your body leaning against his. With your chests pressed against each other, you could sense his heartbeat quicken, just like yours.

Seungcheol didn't want to let you go. The romantic atmosphere, the position, everything was perfect for his confession. Seungcheol subconsciously squeezed your wrist gently, making your heart race even more. He was about to speak with his eyes locked with yours, but you looked away and pulled yourself away from his grasp.

“Sorry,” Seungcheol said, feeling his ears flush with red.

“It's okay, is something wrong though? You seemed distracted,” You said, walking over to the bottle of water that was sitting on the floor, against the mirror. You also grabbed the sweatband next to it and wiped away the sweat from your forehead.

Seungcheol followed and both of you sat down against the mirror of the practice room. That's when Seungcheol spotted the three heads, and this creepy sight caused him to jump, cross his arms over his chest, and shout, “HEY! ARE YOU GUYS FREAKING OUT OF YOUR MIND!?”

They had on mischievous grins, their heads in the room just enough to have seen everything.

You were drinking water when you noticed the three 1997 liners, around the same time as Seungcheol did. You jumped and nearly choked on the water that was flowing down your throat.

“What are- WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING!?”

The three of them didn't even bother coming inside, their childish grins explained everything they saw and everything they heard.

Minghao was the first to leave, his last statement was, “Well, I'll leave you two lovebirds be.”

Mingyu chuckled and gave his leader a small double thumbs up before quickly leaving as well.

Seokmin, being the only one left, smiled awkwardly. “Well, you see, I was just on my way.”

He left only to come back a millisecond later, raising his eyebrows.

“I know everything~ I can see the hearts shooting out of your eyes~”

You almost choked again, but this time, on your saliva.

Even after they left, you could hear them annoyingly and loudly chanting outside of the practice room.

“Y/N AND CHEOL HYUNG SITTING IN A TREE-”

“They- they are so freaking childish,” Seungcheol said, covering his face from embarrassment.

“Gosh, I'm just as embarrassed.”

You covered your face as well as your ears.

“I am way more embarrassed... I practically raised those guys...” Seungcheol couldn't help but shake his head in shame.

After the trio left, you and Seungcheol were sitting in silence. From time to time, you two would get flustered when your hands brushed against each other while reading for the water bottles that created a distance from where the two of you were sitting.

After sitting around for around 3 minutes, you turned your head to Seungcheol, only to find him already staring at you. His beautiful eyes and long eyelashes fluttered as they blinked, making your heart pound rapidly.

“...How about we return to practice a bit more? The award show is only three days away and I'm busy tomorrow so we might not be able to...” You found your words getting tangled up on your tongue the more you gazed into Seungcheol's starry eyes. You gulped after catching a glimpse of his masculine neck, then finished your sentence quietly, “practice tomorrow.”

Seungcheol's head was turned to you and his body was facing the opposite side of the mirror. He tilted his head toward the opposite side of the mirror, his hair falling gracefully, his hands clasped in between his spread-out legs.

“Y/N, I have something to ask you.”

His voice was deep, sending chills down the back of your spine, in a good way.

“Sure, what is it?”

“If I like you and ask you out, what would you say?” Seungcheol asked bravely. However, based on his expression, you could tell that he was suppressing his shy giggles.

You could see his ears grow red.

This may have been your only chance in confessing, even if he was asking it for advice.

You smiled slightly and looked away shyly.

“I would say ‘of course’ because I like you too.”

Seungcheol's eyes widened and he bit his lip, his eyes sparkling with blooming love.

“So, do you want to date me?” Seungcheol asked, a hearty smile appearing on his face, making him look all cute and fluffy; which overloaded your heart with cuteness.

He grabbed your arm and pulled you a bit closer to him, not minding that the water bottles that separated you two were now rolling away.

Just one answer and he could start hugging you like a bear.

You smiled shyly, feeling the blush rise onto your cheeks. “Of course, because I like you-”

You couldn't even properly finish that last word, Seungcheol had already given you a tight, sweet, and warm bear hug of joy. He was giggling, smiling, and his heart was jumping all over the place.

“I told you that we shouldn't stick around!” Seokmin said, leading the two other 1997 liners back to the practice room.

Mingyu and Minghao snickered, their arms folded. At the same time, they replied, “Aren't you the ones who suggested that we come back?”

Seokmin began to chuckle nervously upon getting exposed for being nosy. “No- it's not that! I'm just worried because they've been practicing for so long and haven't come out yet.”

“It's been like five minutes!” Minghao replied, unable to contain his smile. The situation was so utterly ridiculous that it was amusing to him.

Mingyu unfolded his arms. The three of them were now walking together, side by side. Then, Mingyu commented, “I can't believe we're being dragged into your idea, Seokmin.”

Minghao snickered again, knowing that it was not only Seokmin who was curious but also the first person to agree to his idea, Mingyu.

Minghao shook his head as the three of them arrived at the door to the practice room. “God, you two are no different from each other, huh?”

Seokmin was the first to open the door and before Mingyu and Minghao could even take a look, Seokmin smiled awkwardly and began backing away from the door.

“I actually have to go to the bathroom, I'll be back.”

Mingyu, with his arms around Minghao, suspected nothing of it since Seokmin was always crazy like that sometimes.

They both shrugged and proceeded to open the door as quietly as possible, only to be greeted with some family doe eyes and long eyelashes.

“Trying to see something juicy?” Seungcheol asked.

You peeked out from under Seungcheol's head and raised your eyebrows to tease them. All this time, they had been teasing you two for liking each other, whether it was in practice or off-camera

“Sure, come in, we don't have batons.”

“Um, we'll think about it,” They both said as if echoing each other.

When they left with tiny waves and nervous smiles, you straightened your posture, turning to Seungcheol, your new boyfriend.

Innocently, you said, “But we really don't have batons...”

Seungcheol giggled and with your overwhelming cuteness, he couldn't help but hug you again.

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🥺🥺

sleepy x y. jh.

pairing: idol!jeonghan x female oc genre: fluff, 18+ word count: 1.7k+ WARNINGS: not proofread! will edit some other time. stressed oc. a little makeout session in the end. oc is a little shy with intimacy and affection here. pls tell me if i missed anything!

💌: work has been…. idk what to say anymore. please enjoy this pure indulgence.

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It’s Jeonghan who usually arrives home late because of his group’s practice, recording, and other commitments. Sometimes you get to greet him awake but oftentimes, you’re already deep in slumber when he gets the chance to plant a soft and lingering kiss on your cheek. He removes his clothes in the dark carefully and showers in the bathroom quietly so that he won’t disturb your sleep. Once he’s all done, he lays beside you and wraps his arm around your body, finding rest in your scent and warmth as he lets go of the day and gets ready for the next one.

However, tonight, your boyfriend’s shoes are the first ones at the small entrance of your apartment. A rare sight that only happens once in a while, considering it’s almost the end of the year. Likewise, you have been working late and staying in the office past 10:00 pm to meet the deadlines your work requires of you.

Quietly, you remove your shoes and tuck them beside your boyfriend’s. You have a shoe cabinet by the entrance and you have been scolding Jeonghan for not putting his inside whenever he stays over, but you can’t be bothered anymore so you just let it be. Your footsteps are light as you drag your feet across the living room to the kitchen. You wash your hands and dry them with a clean towel before grabbing a glass from one of the cabinets to drink some water.

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Wow that was sooo good, I really enjoyed it. Definitely gonna check out your masterlist, I'm so excited to read your other works 😄.

Storms and Confessions | h.js

pairing ➳ attorney!Joshua x attorney!female reader

genre ➳ enemies to lovers, office romance, fluff, a dash of angst, an attempt at humour.

warnings ➳ cursing, joshua being breathtakingly beautiful, banter, heavy makeout, implications of sexual activity.

word count ➳ 5.4k

synopsis ➳ you've always hated joshua- that man knew how to get on all your nerves yet somehow you end up stuck with him in a situation where you find yourself confessing things you never thought you'd say to him. will things stay the same between the two of you or is there a chance for a love to blossom?

A/N: Here it is~~ This fic was heavily inspired by attorney Joshua from Going Svt bad clue and the latest Going Svt in which he manages to look like that handsome co-worker in your office😍. Also I've sprinkled in some of that car vlive that Seungcheol did with Joshua recently cuz that look of Mr. Hong was so fineeee✨✨. Anyways! I hope y'all have a good time reading this. Stay safe lovelies~

If you ever have a stroke and die at an early age, it'll be because of Joshua. You glare at the man across the room, who smiles sweetly at Alison as he hands her some reports.

"Stop burning holes into him," Edith pipes up from beside you, making you roll your eyes.

"Ugh, if I could I would've burned his annoying ass a long time ago," you grumble taking eyes off the man.

"Oh please he's not annoying, far from it actually," Edith sighs making you scoff. "Sure, go ahead and suck his dick then."

"Isn't that what you wanna do?" Edith smiles cheekily making you get up from your chair to smack her. She runs away giggling as others in the office frowns at you. Ignoring them you plop back down on your seat and rub your forehead.

Why did he have to be working in the same office as you out of all goddamn places? Not only that but he made a name for himself and got the best corner office on the floor. At this rate you're afraid you won't get the promotion since all your boss talks about these days is how good Joshua is at his work.

You crumple the documents on your hand, gritting your teeth. At this rate, you won't be surprised if he becomes the CEO. You'll officially go crazy if that ever happens as only thinking about it makes you want to choke that man to death. He has been awarded the best attorney many times and he has almost become a celebrity in the area. Your biggest fear is that Greta, your dear boss, just might start snatching your cases and handing them over to him. Just the thought of that makes you shake your head furiously- if you think about that you won't get anything done for the day.

Just then the face of the devil pops up in your cubicle, all sweet smile and cresent eyes and you roll your eyes. Joshua's dressed in a black turtleneck layered under a neatly pressed black blazer, looking like he came straight out of a runway. His ebony hair is neatly styled, a few strands messily resting on his forehead and if you didn't find him so annoying you'd have probably asked him for a lunch date-

"Can you copy these for me, honey?" His voice is sickly sweet. You glare at him, zoning out of your thoughts, "Copy your goddamn reports yourself, honey."

"Please, you know how busy I am. I really would if I had the time, trust me," he says dropping the stack of papers on your desk and turning on his heel.

You jump from your chair, "Hong! Come back! Do you think I'm your fucking assistant?"

The man pays no attention to you, marching back into his private office, leaving you to fume. A while later you end up copying the reports for him and as you're doing so, Greta appears from Joshua's office making you stop her in her tracks.

"Greta! Hey, how are you?" You grin at your boss.

"Not bad. Just came to office. I've been in bed the last few days, had a horrible cold." She sighs. You nod. "Um, so...are you busy? I need to talk to you."

"Sure, let's talk in my office," Greta says heading down the lobby, her red pumps clinking rhythmically against the marble floor, to her office with you right behind her

"So...I was thinking that Joshua is getting all the good cases, no? Can't you hand some of them to me? You know I'm good at my job." You state to your boss, closing the door behind you as she stakes a seat behind her desk.

Greta laughs, "Oh, ___. Of course I know that. It's just that Joshua finishes the cases quicker, you know? He's practically a celebrity so all the clients personally request him to be their attorney so there isn't much for me to do. And I think it is a benefit for us, we get good publicity because of him and in the end I think we are all happy, no?" She smiles.

"But Greta!" You whine, "This isn't fair. He's- ugh, he isn't that good okay?"

Completely ignoring you, Greta rambles on, "I've an idea! Why don't you two work together?"

"What!"

"Together, like a team. You'd make great partners- even a couple-"

"Oh my god, are you insane?" You howl internally slapping your head.

"Why, I think it's a great idea! You two paired up would be the ace of our firm. You could be the cool attorney couple you know-"

Oh my god-

"You know what, I have a shit load of papers to copy so talk to you later," you force a smile at her, turning on your heel and running out of her office.

There's really no point in talking to her.

Sometimes you're left wondering if murdering Joshua would be such a bad thing.

"We're going camping this weekend, just to remind you," Edith says arranging her desk as work hours come to an end.

"Shoot, I really forgot. Thanks for reminding me," you rub your forehead. It has always been a tradition of this firm to go camping yearly with all the staffs.

"It's okay. Greta rented a couple mini-coaches for our department."

"Is she coming?"

"Maybe not. She was telling me that her sister's daughter is getting married that day."

"Oh no. She was so excited for this year's camp." You sigh, slinging your bag over your shoulder. "I know right," Edith smiles, coming up to stand next to you, "Let's go get dinner together."

"Alright."

You both step into the elevator and as you're about to press the close button but a foot appears between the doors, making it halt.

The devil is here again.

You roll your eyes. Joshua smiles looking at the two of you as he steps in, "Good evening, ladies." "Evening, Josh," Edith smiles at him as you scoff.

Can the universe just not keep him away from you for a single day?

Weekend comes sooner than anticipated and you head to the office early in the morning to finish reading some of the leftover reports. You and Edith have planned to go to the camping spot together on her father's sedan instead of joining others in the coach. As you get on the elevator, you take your phone out to ring her up and tell her to pick you up in a couple hours, until her name flashes across your mobile screen.

"Hey Edith! I was about to call you!"

"___," her voice is groggy. "Forgive me, girl, I can't pick you up- in fact I ain't coming."

"What!" The elevator comes to a stop on your office floor but you stay rooted to the spot, "What do mean? What happened?"

"I'm sick. I'm so sick I could die," she whines from the other side as you rub your forehead frustratedly, stepping into your department.

"You were fine yesterday evening."

"I know, I know. I was until a god awful headache started last night. I thought I'd be fine in the morning but apparently I've a fever now."

"Oh no. Are you okay? Should I come over?"

"No no. It's okay. I'm sorry I can't pick you up. Just join the others in the coach."

"Yeah... About that. They left a while ago." You sigh, plopping down in your seat.

"What!"

"Yeah, I called Wonwoo to check up on them. They left."

"Oh no girl- I'm sorry, I should have informed you last night-"

"It's alright, Edith. I'll just take an Uber or something."

"Alright...call me when you get there."

"Kayy, rest well."

You stare at your desk for a while tapping your fingers, thinking about what to do. While you want to go camping with others the ride to the spot is a good two hours and you don't have the energy to sit through it alone in an Uber.

Damn it. Why did this have to happen to you?

You pinch the bridge of your nose, looking at the unread reports in front of you. You're about to open one and start going through it until you hear a sound- specifically the sound of a door opening.

You jolt up from your seat. Who's here so early in the morning on a weekend?

Cautiously, you step out of your cubicle and towards the source of the sound, your heart thumping loudly.

Did someone break in? Should you call Greta?

You're about to take the turn towards Joshua's corner office until suddenly somebody appears in your way. You scream on the top of your lungs, falling back while the other person does same.

"What the fuck-!"

You open your eyes to see Joshua, a horrified look on his face as he regards you with wide eyes.

"Oh my god, you asshole! You scared me to death!" You hiss, standing up straight and fixing your dress.

"You're the one who scared me shitless!" He snaps, clutching his chest, "What are you doing snooping around here?"

"I'm here to work, asshole. And I thought someone broke in." You cross your arms over your chest.

"Good lord," Joshua rubs his face. "I was so scared," he says, wearily walking past you to get to the printer.

You huff, fixing your dress. "What are you doing here? You aren't going to the camp?" You ask him, walking towards your cubicle.

"Yeah. I've some works to finish up." Joshua murmurs busy copying his papers. "What about you?"

"Yeah, me too. I've to go through some reports."

"Cool."

You stand against your cubicle, watching the man and wondering wether to ask him for a ride. Your ego doesn't sit right with the idea but much to your disappointment it's not like you've a better option. He's about to walk back into his office when call for him.

"Joshua!"

He turns around, a brow raised. "Um...Can you give me a ride? You see I was supposed to go to with Edith but she's sick and the others-"

"Sure," he says, nonchalant, not even letting you finish.

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah," he shrugs. "It's not a big deal. We're going to the same place anyway. But you'll have to wait for a while. I'm not done yet."

"Sure! That's no problem. I've some work too." You smile, feeling awkward suddenly. You really didn't expect him to say yes.

"Cool."

When you and Joshua leave the office it's almost twelve in the noon. After loading your overnight bags in the trunk of his Audi, you get in the passenger's side, waiting for Joshua to start the car.

"Would like some music?" He asks as the engine purrs to life.

"I... don't mind," you mutter. This is something you never thought you'd be doing- going on a long drive with your archenemy, Joshua Hong. Even though it's because of forced circumstances, being in such proximity with Joshua gives you a weird feeling and a small part of you imagines how it'd be to be friends with him.

You glance at Joshua who has been quiet since starting the car, humming to the tune playing. You are struck by how good he looks, though this isn't the first time as one of the reason he manages to get on your nerves is because how effortlessly beautiful he is. Dressed in a blue cardigan over a white shirt and his hair sitting messily on his forehead- a look far different from his usual business attire- you can't help but swoon a little bit. Just a little bit, you say to yourself.

"You know, I never expected this," Joshua suddenly speaks, breaking your train of thoughts as you look away from his face, slightly embarrassed.

"What do you mean?" You question.

"This. Us, together, you know in a situation like this," he says, eyes on the road.

"What do you mean together?"

"Stop overthinking ____. I just meant that you hate me so much yet fate got you in my car going to the camp with me." He says.

"Fate my ass." You grumble crossing your arms. "This wouldn't have happened if Edith didn't get sick."

"Yeah. So it's fate." You can hear the smile in his voice.

"Will you stop!" You hiss. "There is nothing fateful about this!" You motion your hand between the two of you. Joshua chuckles softly making you roll your eyes. "You really like getting on my nerves," You murmur, looking out the window. The sky looks a bit darker than earlier in the morning, overshadowed with black clouds now.

Damn, is it gonna rain?

"Why do you hate me so much?" Joshua asks out of the blue. The question catches you off guard as you blink at the man, processing it.

"I just...do."

"That's not an answer," He says, not sparing any glance at you.

"Well, it's not like you like me very much either," you huff.

"What makes you think I don't like you?" He looks at you this time. You're once again caught off guard, a strange feeling spreading through your heart. You don't have any real answer to that so you let out a sound of defeat and irritation, "Just focus on the road, Hong."

Joshua doesn't prod any further, going back to humming to the tune of the speaker. You look at your fidgeting hands.

Why do you hate Joshua?

Maybe because of the fact that he's so nice and gentle and he's easily everyone's favourite. Maybe because he became a celebrity in the firm overnight, overshadowing you. Maybe because he's so smart and handsome he makes your brain short-circuit. Or maybe because he shamelessly flirts with Alison and that makes you a little, just a little bit jealous. And maybe since you harbor these negative feelings towards him, you have assumed he did the same towards you.

"I don't hate you, for your information," Joshua breaks the silence, his voice soft, almost too quiet. "I don't know what gave you that impression."

You look at him but he doesn't meet your eyes, choosing to stare ahead instead. Silently you admire his face. While doing so, the words easily slip from your mouth, "Since I hate you I just assumed you hated me too."

Your voice sounds timid and you don't like it, why- you don't know. Joshua looks at you for a good moment before looking back at the road. "I see," is all he says.

The moments followed by is quiet until the clouds above starts roaring. You peer up through the window and sure enough, droplets of water have start falling down from the thick cast of clouds.

"It's raining," you whisper, more to yourself. "We checked the weather last week, it said it would be sunny."

"This doesn't look good," Joshua says squinting at the dark sky. "I think a storm is coming."

"Oh God, no." You sigh, a hand flying to your head. The drive to the camp is still a good hour and if there's a storm you have to stop on the way. Moments pass by and the rumbling of the sky grows louder, occasional thunder flashing across the sky. The droplets of water start getting bigger and faster and louder and soon enough you realize it's a hail storm.

"We're fucked," you whisper. "Undoubtedly," Joshua says, concentration fully on the road as it's hard to see clearly even though the windshield wipers continue swinging back and forth. "I think there should be a resting area somewhere nearby. Search it up."

You do so and your result shows that there's a motel a couple miles ahead. "There's a motel on the right a couple miles from here," you speak and Joshua nods, "Let's stop there for a while. I don't think the storm is stopping anytime soon."

By the looks of it, it really won't. The forecast reads that the storm is only gonna grow stronger and is not halting anytime soon, making you heave a sigh.

It takes you more time to reach the motel than it should because of the rain and there's hardly any space in the parking lot as it is packed with cars.

"Damn, I wonder if there's any room available," you say, looking at the view as Joshua finds a place to park.

"Would you like to stay in the car then?" Joshua asks as the Audi comes to a halt.

Your legs ache and the sound of hail crashing on the roof is only growing louder. No way you can sit here for the next few hours. "No, let's try and see if they have any room."

Joshua nods, starting to take off his cardigan. "Here, put this over your head and run. I'll grab our bags."

"Your sure?" Hesitantly you take the piece of cloth from him. He only nods.

The entrance to the motel is quite far as you've parked at the far end of the lot. You've to make a run for it.

"Alright I'm going then," you say, swinging the cardigan over your head as you open the door and run like your life depends on it.

When you're finally under the shade you take off the cardigan and realise that you aren't completely drenched, if that made things any better. However, Joshua won't be as you watch him quickly grab your bags and run towards you, already fully wet.

"Oh my God, you're drenched," you say pulling him under the shade and reaching for your overnight bag. "Well, they better have a room," Joshua smiles at you as you quickly usher him into the motel.

An old lady sits at the reception, stroking a black cat on her lap. Luck seems to be on your side as she informs you that there is one last room left at the fifth floor and gladly you both take it.

The place isn't dingy and dark like you expected it to be but it's still far from fancy carpets and smooth wallpapers. You both take the elevator and then step through the lobby and into your room- a fairly decent one considering the price.

A queen sized bed sits in the middle of the room with a bedside table and a small closet, and a decent looking television, accompanied by a shower.

"It's pretty good actually," you muse, dropping your bags and searching for your towel to dry yourself. "Yeah, they even have room service," Joshua says taking off his soaked shoes and socks.

"You should take a shower first, you're gonna catch a cold." Joshua nods, "I'll be quick," before disappearing into the bathroom while you lie down on the bed sighing deeply.

What a day.

After your shower you call Wonwoo, letting him know that you won't be there anytime soon.

"That's actually good," Wonwoo huffs. "The situation here was shit, we almost got blown away. Camping my ass." He throws a string of curses.

"Where are you all staying?"

"Luckily we found a resort nearby so we'll be staying the night there, the owner is really nice. Took pity on us and let us stay even though we didn't pre-book."

"Oh that's good. I'll talk to you later then."

"Kay. Stay safe, don't get blown away."

You laugh, "You too."

You hang up and set down your phone on the bedside table, watching Joshua who stands by the window, stroking a hand through his damp hair. He has put on a black tee that makes his chest and upper arms look impossibly muscular and it leaves little to your imagination. Was he always this bulky? His shoulders look so broad and your wonder how it would feel to dig your nails into-

Focus, ____.

"Others are staying at a resort for the night," you announce making Joshua turn to you. "That's good. There's another heavy shower coming. I think we've to spend the night here."

"Looks like it," you murmur, your mind wandering about the sleeping arrangement. Should you make him sleep on the couch? No, that would be plainly unnecessary. The bed is big enough for the two of you, you just need to stop yourself from making it awkward.

"It's okay, I'll sleep on the couch," Joshua seems to be able to read your mind, making you baffled. "There's no need for that," you frown. "The bed is big enough for both of us."

He shrugs, "Well, if it makes you uncomfortable I can always-"

"I'm fine with it," you declare, making him stop as he accepts with a nod.

You watch as Joshua settles down on the bed with his laptop, saying he'll get some work done- ever the workaholic Mr. Hong. That makes you regret not bringing your own laptop as you are left feeling bored as ever. You send a message to Edith letting her know that you've crashed on to a motel for the night with Joshua.

Bang him and bag him, she texts making you roll your eyes.

You then decide to settle down on the other side of the bed with a book to keep yourself busy. You flicker through the pages, your eyes skimming over to words printed on the beige paper, unable to concentrate. For some reason your mind feels wild and there's a weird feeling in your chest probably because of the proximity between you and Joshua. Every once in a while you sneak glances at him, to see him completely absorbed in his work. No wonder he's so good.

Sighing you rest the book on your chest and watch the rain hit the window. The environment is really serene expect for your heart which seems to be on a marathon, making you feel restless. And you can't help questioning yourself- since when did Joshua's presence affect you so much? Sure you've always found him annoying and he has an expertise in riling you up but the feelings you feel right now are completely different. Is it because it's just you two here? Or is it because you have suppressed some feelings about him and now they're threatening to come out?

"You read?" His voice pulls you out of your thoughts. You turn to find him looking at you with an inquisitive face.

"Not much," comes your reply. He nods. "What about you?" You ask.

"I try to, when I have time."

A silence falls after that, the only sounds being the rain and thunder outside and your own breath. You stare at the ceiling, watching how a reflection falls on it. The clock on the wall reads 3 in the noon but the lack of natural light outside makes it look like it's evening. You've had a couple snacks after shower so you aren't really hungry for lunch, making you contemplate taking a nap.

You should just try to sleep, sleep through all of this and maybe when you wake up you won't feel so weird. But instead of doing that, you find yourself asking, "Do you have a girlfriend?" You peer up at him.

Joshua looks visibly surprised, if not a bit confused. "No..."

Oh.

You nod your head. There's a small silence before Joshua says, "What about you?"

"Me? I don't have a girlfriend either," you joke making him roll his eyes. You chuckle, "I'm single too."

Joshua says nothing more leaving you to your thoughts.

"Do you like Alison?" You blurt out and you don't know what posseses you to say that. The question makes Joshua sit up straight, frowning at you, "No! What makes you say that?"

You shrug, "Nothing. You two are all smiley and flirty with each other so I thought..."

"Well, she may have a thing for me but no way do I like Alison. Besides I think I'm smiley with everyone."

"Not me," you murmur. Joshua picks it up, "Are you complaining?"

"Nope."

There's another moment of silence before Joshua closes his laptop and looks at you, "Are you okay? You're being weird."

"What do you mean?" Frowning, you sit up.

"You know, this-" he motions between you two. "I think this is the first conversation we're having without cursing or being sarcastic and it's...weird."

"Do you want me to curse at you?"

"No- I didn't mean that-" He lets out a frustrated sigh making you smirk. You trace the invisible patterns on the bedsheets as you weigh wether to speak the words that rests on the tip of your tongue. You wonder if you will regret them later and that makes you stop yourself- until you change your mind again.

Taking a deep breath, you speak. "I don't hate you, Joshua."

This is probably the first time you've called him Joshua out loud and the name leaves a soothing feeling in your tongue which makes you want to call his name again. Seriously, what is wrong with you?

Joshua looks at you like you've grown an extra head, those beautiful big eyes of his going wider. "What?" He says.

"I don't hate you, not really," you repeat, sighing."It's just- I've always been competitive and seeing how you became so popular...I always saw you as a competition, I felt like I had to be better than you all the time. I didn't want to lose to you...I guess I was insecure for some reason."

He's quiet, staring at your face as he listens to you intently. It feels like the world has stopped moving. You ramble on, "And you're so nice! You're always gentle and kind with everyone and you're so goddamn handsome- you're literally perfect and it gets on my nerves!"

"You think I'm handsome?" Is all he says. You growl, "Is that all you heard?"

"Answer me," his tone is serious.

You huff, "I swear to God Joshua- of course you're handsome! You're the hottest guy I've ever met!"

You are seriously going to regret this later on. You're subconscious slaps her head at your loose mouth.

Joshua's eyes widen and they flash darkly leaving a trail of goosebumps on your skin. There's a beat of silence in which you pray that the ground would open and swallow you up before he speaks, "Well, since we seem to be confessing, let you tell you something. I really admire you, ___. I know at times I poke fun at you but it's just because you're really cute when you're all flustered. But other than that, you're one of the most talented and headstrong woman I've ever seen. And you're fucking pretty too."

Your mouth hangs open as you blink, trying to figure out if you're hearing things. On one hand you can't believe he said all those things on the other you can't help but squeal internally at what he thinks about you.

"Wow- I don't- I didn't knew that..." You whisper dumbly. Joshua releases a loud sigh, "It's true. And this will probably be good news for you- I'm thinking of taking a break. When I'm gone, my office will be yours so-"

"Wait what? Don't tell me you're quitting!" You frown, scooting closer to him. He can't be leaving for good, can he?

"I won't necessarily quit...it's just that the past couple months has been hectic and I've grown tired of the pressure. I think I need a break."

You open your mouth to speak yet no words come out. Instead you opt to drink him up as you've never been this close to him. He somehow looks even more beautiful, setting your heart aflame, your hands itching to trace the curve of his lips.

Swallowing you whisper. "I guess you deserve it. You're really talented Joshua. I may not have expressed it but I've always respected you too. You're great at what you do so no wonder everyone likes you. It was me who was immature. I'm sorry," the words slip through your tongue easily, surprising yourself. But once you've spoken them, you realize how true they are and how much you mean them. You've given everything up, bared your truest form to him and offered it in a silver platter. Now it's up to him to do whatever he wants with your honesty.

"Don't be sorry," Joshua smiles at you, his signature sweet smile, a hand reaching up to squeeze your arm. "I'm to be blamed too. I'm sorry."

You smile back at him, your heart fluttering and a tsunami of emotions going through you. "I guess we're good then, right?" You whisper, your voice sounding too emotional for your liking.

Joshua nods, "We are." There's a moment where you two simply stare at each other, drinking up one another as you engrave the details of his features in your mind. However, Joshua breaks the moment, "If I asked you to date me, what would you say?"

It's sudden and catches you completely off guard as you let out a noise of surprise and shock. Joshua doesn't say anything, mutely studying your face as you search for coherent words. "I'd...say yes," you whisper, awfully flustered.

"Really?" He seems shocked.

"Yes, really."

"Can I kiss you then?" He's blunt and shameless as he pulls you closer by the waist, his eyes shining dangerously, lips hovering over yours.

"Y-yes."

Immediately his lips crash against yours and you moan unashamedly. The kiss is raw- all teeth and tongue, the feelings and lust you had for each other all surfacing up. You move onto his lap, pulling his raven locks as you throw your legs over his both sides, your lips never leaving his. Breathless, Joshua pulls back and looks at you intently, "You've no idea how long I've wanted to do that."

"Me too," you pant. Joshua grins and pushes you down on the bed, caging his large body over yours. He smiles devilishly as he peppers kisses all over your neck and shoulders, fondling your breasts over your tee shirt. He reaches for the hem of your shirt, ready to take it off before saying, "Tell me now if you don't want this. Once I start I won't be able to stop."

You grab his collar and pull him closer, "No- I want this. I want you Joshua."

The smile on his face is predatory, victorious, making your core clench and you think he's never looked hotter. And you know very well that he won't be done with you anytime soon.

The morning next day is all sunshine and chirping birds- making it almost unbelievable that there was a huge storm yesterday. You open your eyes, blinking furiously to adjust with all the light flooding in. Your eyes land on Joshua who folds his clothes into his bag and he must have sensed you because he looks up and throws a dashing smile towards you.

"Rise and shine, baby," he stalks towards you to drop a kiss on your forehead. "Get up. We need to get moving. Wonwoo called earlier, they're back at the camping spot."

You groan, stretching your limbs. There's a dull ache all over your body after last night's activities and you can't help but crack a smile at the memories, feeling giddy. You don't remember the last time you've felt like this. Sitting up, you ask, "What do they have for breakfast here?"

After getting dressed you both have breakfast- some toasts and omelette with coffee while chatting over the most random things. You easily understand that you both click perfectly and a small part of you regrets not giving in to your feelings earlier.

"You know, Greta wants us to work together, like... in a team." You wipe your mouth, finishing breakfast. Joshua raises an amused brow, "Really?"

"Yes, really," you smile. "She was talking about how together we'd be the ace of our firm and shit."

"Well, I mean she's not wrong though." Joshua shrugs noncommittally.

"What do you mean?"

"We'd make a great team, don't you think so? Besides, if we work together we'll be able to finish cases quicker. And my office is big enough for two people so..."

"You really wanna work with me?" You're surprised as you take a seat in front of him, inspecting his face.

"Of course, ___. Isn't it obvious? I mean I'm totally smitten by you so yeah." Joshua says, a pink tint in his cheek. You grin goofily, your insides melting at his words.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you move into his lap and say, "Well, I'll say yes only because I love your office."

"Really?" He grins before pecking your lips. "I also have have a personal microwave. And a Nespresso machine." He says with a cheeky smirk."

"You're so cheesy," you look away, trying to hide the heat that has spread all over your face.

"Of course you do!" You roll your eyes. "I'm taking them all," you feign anger, lips forming into a pout. Joshua laughs, a hearty beautiful laugh before murmuring, "I've no problem as long you also take my heart too."

"Only for you."

"Whatever. Let's get going, we're gonna be late," you say getting off his lap and start putting on your shoes.

"Everyone's gonna be surprised," you hear Joshua muse.

"Why?"

"We're the last two people on earth they imagined would become a couple," he says making you laugh. You gather all your bags, smiling, "Indeed, they're in for a huge surprise."

Joshua comes up next to you holding his bags in one hand and offering you the other, "Let's go give them their suprise then." You gladly take it, intertwining your fingers as you both step out of your room and towards the elevator.

And sure enough, when you two reach the camping spot, a serious of gasps from your coworkers welcome you, their eyes trained on your interlocked hands as they watch you both open mouthed. Well, they better get used to it.

A/N 2: If you enjoyed reading this, please reblog and lemme know your thoughts! My asks as well as the comments section are always open so please spare a few seconds to let me know how you felt! Have a good day/night~

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Ughhh my heart can't take it. It's so sweeeeeet 🥺💞. This reminds me, I should go bring my blanket I'm cold 😃🥶

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“A Sweet Winter Night”

synopsis: Joshua's flight gets canceled due to a raging blizzard, so he decides to spend the rest of the cold night with you, his lover that is tiny, cute, and gets cold easily. (ft. Warm cuddles and a first kiss)

genre: FLUFF, established relationship

characters: boyfriend!joshua x tiny!reader

word count: < 1k

a/n: I think I'm in love with all my winter fics... Especially “Warmth Amidst The Snowy Night” and now this one... Gosh, why must it be so adorable!??!? + I have a new idea for a book and I might start with it soon??

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You were sitting on the soft, comfy couch in the living room of your boyfriend's dorm.

Most of the members had left for the holiday, spending time with their parents already back in their sweet homes. Joshua's flight to the US was delayed due to the winter storm. Jun and Minghao were lucky since their flights to China were before the blizzard started burning.

Since the dorm was now empty, he invited you over to have some snacks and watch a movie. Since it was a holiday, he didn't want to spend his time alone, in an empty house. Joshua didn't mind that he had to meet his parents a few days later than the rest of the members; he was glad that he could spend some sweet time with you.

Despite the heater on, the cold, icy breeze from the winter storm stirring outside was sending you shivers. You had your legs brought to your chest, huddling them together closely to try and bring warmth to yourself. Even though all of the members were gone, it was disrespectful to touch something that didn't belong to you.

Your teeth began to chatter. You glanced at the living room window and saw the night sky being filled with white flakes, falling from the dark sky. It looked so beautiful but it was so cold.

‘I wonder if Joshua is okay...’ You wondered, turning back to the TV that was playing one of Joshua's interviews during the ‘YOUR CHOICE’ promotions.

Your boyfriend had stepped out to buy some snacks at the convenience store since “the members stole them for their trip”, he said. You glanced over at the hallway leading to the door, feeling the chills creep down your arms, giving you goosebumps.

Nope, not home yet.

Joshua, with his hands carrying bags filled with different types of delicious snacks, entered the pin to the dorm. When he stepped into the dorm, he didn't say anything and just took his shoes off with a warm smile.

“You're back?” He heard you say, your voice echoing from the living room.

Joshua smiled even more warmly, walking down the entrance hallway to the living room.

“What have you been doing?” Joshua asked, setting down the bags of snacks and taking off his black winter jacket, hanging it on the coat rack. He was now wearing a plain white t-shirt with some black sweats.

“Well, I just watched some of your interviews, it was really fun,” You said, giggling softly, your teeth chattering slightly from the cold.

Joshua turned to you upon hearing your chittering teeth and he felt his heart ache slightly. The tiny you was shivering all over from the cold, snowy night while rubbing your upper arms to try and keep yourself warm. You were curled up on the couch cutely, your petite body folded, your toes tapping the edge of the couch.

Joshua shook his head. “Come over, actually-”

Joshua walked over to you and with his strong arms, he picked you up and carried you bridal style to his bedroom. He didn't even need his hands, just one kick, and the door opened widely.

“What??” You asked, confused. Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders.

Gently, Joshua placed you onto his bed before walking to his wardrobe, taking out some large sweaters that fit him but were way too large for you. He took out a fluffy tan sweater and handed it to you.

“This will look good on you, put it on.”

You smiled softly and put it on over your clothes. You could feel the warmth slip in as you put it on while sitting on his navy bedspread.

Joshua had taken out some matching socks that were also the perfect size for his feet, but way too large to fit yours properly. He kneeled before you and slipped the socks onto your freezing feet.

“Gosh, you're so cold... why didn't you grab yourself a blanket?” He asked, his voice in a gentle scolding tone.

“I didn't want to touch anything,” You replied, kicking your feet slightly after Joshua had finished putting on the socks for you.

“You can always come into my room if you need something,” Joshua said softly.

He grabbed his navy blanket that was on his bed and wrapped it around you, ensuring that you were in the warmest state possible. Then, opening some of his drawers and rummaging through them, as if looking for something.

You smiled, looking at him.

Just then, you recalled something you saw in one of his interviews. The thought of it caused you to giggle as you cleared your throat.

“I'm Joshua, Gentle sexy, the real cutie of SEVENTEEN,” You said cutely. You didn't even try to imitate his voice, it was just that his new nickname ‘gentle sexy’ was causing you to giggle. It was a cute nickname and you wanted to tease him a little.

Joshua lets out a laugh as he closed the drawing, a plaid scarf in his hand. “What are you saying?”

“I saw it in an interview! Next time you introduce yourself, you should say this, ‘I'm Joshua, gentle sexy, the real cutie of SEVENTEEN!’” You giggled, holding the navy blanket close around your arms.

Joshua laughed a bit more, wrapping the scarf around the back of your neck. His eyes were glistening and the warmth of his brown eyes made you smile.

You wanted to say something more but Joshua couldn't help himself. He just had to shut you up somehow but also warm you up at the same time. Plus, he just wanted, now, to get a taste of your lips.

With his hands gripping the ends of the scarf, he used that to his advantage, and with the scarf around your neck, he pulled you closer with the help of it. Before you knew it, Joshua leaned in and planted a warm kiss on your lips.

It was your first kiss with him so you felt your heart burn and race. His lips were so warm and soft that you almost forgot you were kidding Joshua, a man and not a plushie. You could feel his warm breath against yours as he kissed you softly.

As he pulled away, you let out a soft giggle. Joshua couldn't help but giggle too as he continued putting on the scarf, making sure that it covered your sweet lips. His eyes were twinkling and it seems as if his eyes held the stars within them. You could never help but stare into his eyes that were always sparkling with love.

Joshua fastened the blanket around your body and with you now fully covered with warmth and ready to battle the cold living room, Joshua picked you up and carried you out.

While in his arms, you decided to give him a quick peck on his cheek.

When he felt your warm lips against his cheek, Joshua couldn't help but laugh cutely. His ears began burning with a red tint, his heart shy with your sudden and cute affection.

“Stop being so cute and tiny like this or I'll really go crazy,” Joshua said, placing you down on the couch.

Joshua made two warm cups of hot chocolate and handed you one of the cups. He reached for one of the plastic bags opened a bag of snacks, placing it on the short table in front of both of you as you two watched a drama. The drama was a sweet melodrama with bits of comedy.

Joshua was huddled next to you and you two were sharing the blanket. You had both of your hands holding the cup of hot chocolate meanwhile Joshua's one hand was as big as the cup. You smiled softly seeing the drastic difference in size, and before you knew it, you couldn't help but peck his cheek softly before placing a sweet snack inside your mouth.

You turned back to the TV as if nothing happened, leaving your boyfriend flustered, giggling, and shy. He had his arm around your shoulder and because you were being so cute and affectionate, Joshua couldn't help but squeeze your shoulder gently.

You giggled and turned to face your boyfriend only to be met with a surprising kiss on the lips.

“Oh- sorry, I meant to get your cheek-” Joshua stuttered. You just giggled and kissed him back.

“You don't have to be sorry,” You said, snuggling up to his chest a bit more, feeling his warmth spread throughout your entire body.

Joshua smiled and rested his head on top of your head, softly kissing your forehead and the top of your head. He began munching on the snack and turned his attention back to the drama with the cute and tiny you in his arms, cuddling with him, sharing warmth with him.

You gave Joshua another surprise kiss on his chin but this time, he didn't seem that surprised. He just smiled heart-warmingly and giggled softly, bringing you closer to his chest.

You took a sip of the hot chocolate only to find the warmth of it to be useless since you were already covered by a thick blanket and embraced by the warmest man, Joshua Hong.

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