#scoups intro is like

[kwanienies]

this has been my anti-depressant

[scoupsakakitty]

Hi can you write about the 14th member who moved from another country to join SEVENTEEN, and they’re dealing with major homesickness? Maybe one of the members notices and tries to help?

Homesick | Seventeen x 14thMember | fluff

Y/N sat in the practice room, staring at her phone screen. A picture of her parents filled the display, taken the last time she visited home. It had been so long. Too long.

She sighed, hugging her knees to her chest. Seungkwan, who had been watching her for a while, finally sat down next to her.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently.

Y/N forced a small smile. "Yeah... just thinking."

Seungkwan frowned. "Thinking or missing home?"

She looked away, not wanting to admit it. But Seungkwan knew. He always knew.

"You're leaving for your concert soon, right?" he continued. "That must be exciting!"

Y/N nodded. "It is. But... I'll be alone. You guys will all be here in Korea."

Seungkwan hesitated for a second before grinning. "You'll do amazing. And we’ll support you, no matter where we are."

The days leading up to her flight were a whirlwind of emotions. Excitement, anxiety, and a deep longing filled her heart. The members were always around, making her laugh, distracting her from her worries. But at night, when she was alone, the sadness crept in. She missed her family more than words could say.

"Make sure to eat well," Jeonghan reminded her as they sat in the dorm’s living room.

"And call us every day," Mingyu added.

Y/N chuckled. "I will. I promise."

Hoshi clapped his hands together. "You’re gonna kill it on stage! Just imagine we’re there cheering for you."

She smiled, but the thought of being alone still lingered in her mind.

----------------------------------------------------------------The day of the concert arrived. Y/N was backstage, pacing. Her heart pounded in her chest. It had been so long since she performed alone, and the thought of standing on that big stage without her members made her stomach twist.

A staff member called her. "Y/N, it’s time."

Taking a deep breath, she stepped onto the stage. The bright lights blinded her for a second, but as she adjusted, she saw the audience cheering. Then—

Her breath caught in her throat.

Right in the front row, in a special section separated from the rest, stood all thirteen Seventeen members.

They were waving, clapping, cheering her name.

Jeonghan had a giant banner with her name. Mingyu was jumping up and down. Hoshi was already dancing to the intro beat. Even quiet Wonwoo was smiling proudly.

Tears welled in Y/N’s eyes. They came. They really came.

As the music started, she wiped her tears quickly and smiled. With all her heart, she sang, giving 110% of her energy. She could feel the love, the support, the warmth from her members. Even though they didn't understand the lyrics of her home language, they still vibed with the music, clapping, swaying, and cheering.

Throughout the concert, her eyes kept drifting back to them. Every time she saw them smiling, her confidence grew.

By the end of the concert, she felt invincible.

As soon as she stepped backstage, the members ran to her, pulling her into a huge group hug.

"You did amazing!" Joshua said.

"We’re so proud of you," Scoups added.

"Did you really think we would let you do this alone?" Vernon teased.

Y/N laughed, tears still in her eyes. "I can’t believe you guys came."

"Of course we did," DK said. "Now, where’s the food? You promised to take us to your house!"

Y/N giggled and wiped her tears. "Let’s go. I have so much to show you."

Together, they walked out, hand in hand, like a true family.

----------------------------------------------------------------The night at Y/N’s house was filled with laughter and warmth. Her parents welcomed the members with open arms, feeding them a feast of home-cooked meals.

Y/N’s father took a seat at the table with a large bowl of fresh fruit. With a gentle smile, he began peeling apples and oranges, carefully slicing them into bite-sized pieces before offering them to the members. "Here, eat up. You’ve all worked so hard today."

"Thank you so much!" Dino said, happily taking a piece. "This is delicious!"

Hoshi grinned. "I could get used to this treatment!"

Meanwhile, in the living room, Y/N’s mother sat beside Mingyu and Jun, holding an old photo album. "Would you like to see some baby pictures of Y/N?" she asked warmly.

"Yes, please!" Mingyu said excitedly, leaning in.

Jun chuckled. "This is going to be great."

Y/N groaned. "Mom, nooo…"

But it was too late. Her mother flipped the pages, revealing adorable pictures of Y/N as a toddler chubby cheeks, messy hair, and a big, carefree smile.

Mingyu burst out laughing. "Oh my god, look at you! So cute!"

Jun grinned. "You haven’t changed much."

Y/N covered her face with her hands. "This is so embarrassing."

Her mother patted her shoulder. "They’re just happy to see the little girl you used to be. And we’re all so proud of the person you’ve become."

The room fell into a comfortable silence, filled with warmth and love. Even though they were in a foreign country, the members felt like they were at home, embraced by Y/N’s family’s kindness.

Later that night, as they sat in the living room, Woozi strummed a guitar, humming a tune. Y/N leaned her head on Seungkwan’s shoulder, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

She wasn’t alone. Not anymore. Not ever.

As she drifted off to sleep surrounded by her family.

[svtcupid]

Seventeen x Game caterers:

intro song-Mansae

name-Cupid

-Hiphop Unit

-mother of 13

-Ex-pro skater

-Doesn't like ageyo

Cupid was wearing a skirt her members panicked when cupid was doing the chorus.

'Yah. Cupid Stop!!!!' Hoshi said in panic seeing the girls skirt rising everytime she is jumping causing her members to crowd around her as the girl kneeled down to the ground having second hand embarrassment from her members.

'AHH!Jinja! I have shorts on!' Cupid exclaimed

'Still!' Dk exclaimed playfully

After the members introduction was finished they performed super amazing Na Pd who had front row seats.

'I would like to say something before we begin. I'm sorry of what happened in the hybe caters.' Cupid apologised

'Ani, its okay. Is your back okay though?'

'Yes. My back has got a lot better. I didn't know carats would figure it out fast.'Cupid revealed

CARATS adore SEVENTEEN!

'Cupid-ssi turn, you studied abroad for 3 years is that right?'

'How did you know?' Cupid asked in shock and taken back and so were her members.

'How did you know that?' Seungkwan asked surprised.

'I cannot reveal that information.' Na Pd responded cunningly.

'What shocked you the most when you studied abroad?' Na Pd asked

'hmmm.Wah! Its been so long. Probably school there, they weren't so strict and there was so much freedom, which was weird.' Cupid answered cautiously.

' I've heard you can dance songs in speed version effortlessly around 2-3 times?'

'How did you know?"

'Research. Can you dance it to Hot?'

'ne..Right now?' Cupid asked taken back after seeing the staff watch her expectantly.

'yes.' causing cupid to stand up and danced to Hot, Mansae and Very nice in speed version getting applause from the staff who were amazed and her members who cheered whilst some of the members joined the female member.

After the questions it was character quiz for food.

'Coups won't be good at this.' Cupid stated before the game began.

'Yah! Why are you always so negative.' Seungkwan complained

'But last time we played this game I was right.' Cupid stated the obvious

'I can play. It's not that hard.' Scoups denied confidently.

'Instead of getting rid off the dishes can we get rid off a member.' Cupid said in a serious tone after playing 3 rounds and failed miserably in all three because of the leader, causing scoups to bow his head in shame.

After many fails.

'Its not that hard.' Cupid mimicked causing scoups to go on his knees in apology as he rubbed his hands in apologetic manner to the female member.

The next mission took place outside and the members were told to take a break aas they get the next mission ready casuing the staff to prepare mingyu a cake for his birthday in a week advance.

'Mingyu thanks for being born.' Cupid thanked as she took a bite of the cake causing her members to laugh.

After finishing the cake cupid joined the members in the room and covered her legs with a blanket feeling cold as it got more windy outside.

'Noona, aren't you going to freeze outside with that skirt on?' Vernon asked as he sat beside the girl.

'Curse the weather, when I checked this morning it said it wouldn't be that windy.' Cupid complained. As the members were minding their own business as they waited staff brought food and drinks which only alarmed the members as the drinks spilled all over the floor causing Cupid to immediately to get up and gently move the staff and ask if she was okay who apologised for spilling their drinks and Cupid wavered that didn't matter and if she was hurt. the members helped to clean the mess and reassured the staff it was okay.

'I want the hairdryer.' Cupid said as soon as her eyes caught the prize

Cupid pouted seeing Hoshi succeed before taking the hairdryer.

'Cupid its your turn to pick.' Na Pd told the sulking member.

'Whats the point the good prize is gone.' Cupid playfully glared at the hamster.

'Its a capital question.' Na Pd told them.

'This is easy for Cupid.' Jeonghan commented

'Capital of Italy?'

'Venice-Wait-'

WRONG!

'Aish ROME!!!!' Cupid said in annoyance as she took her three lemons.

'Why is this sweet?' Cupid questions with furrowed brows.

'Really?' Woozi asked before placing one in his mouth to only cringe at the taste causing Cupid to laugh and the members who saw the scene to laugh at Woozi's reaction to the lemon.

Cupid didn't win anything other than lemons

It was time to play guess the song game but to choose the partner they had to quickly get into partners. Seeing Joshua didn't have a partner the girl ran to the elder.

'Joshua let's get together.' getting an okay from the elder.

A flaw of your member?

'Jieun is really nice...'

'Sounds like there is a but.' Seungkwan commented.

'But, she is very stubborn.'

'No I'm not.' Cupid defended herself

'See. She is stubborn.' Jeonghan teased

'No I'm not. close your mouth.' Cupid complained proving her members point who laughed at her antic.

'Joshua likes to brag about his looks.' Cupid exposed as Joshua agreed

'Really?' SCoups asked not believing what he is hearing.

'I think I look the youngest out of all the 95 liner.' Joshua stated getting disagreement from the other 2 95liners causing the camera to focus on Dino making the whole scene hilarious.

When Joshua raised his hand recognising the Blackpink song caused Cupid to be in headlights she had no idea what the song was shocking the staff.

'Cupid-ssi you really don't know.'

I seriously don't know, I don't really lidten to girl group songs that much.'

'See, even I know this song.' Scoups said who was terrible at guess the character quiz.

'But you were really good in the random dance play.' Pd Na said

'She is really weird.' Seungkwan said

'Noona, knows the song and the choreography but she doesn't know the title of the songs or who it is by most of the time.' Mingyu explained getting weird looks from the staff.

'How does that work?' Pd Na asked not understanding.

'I download songs and put initials and number songs by which song came first and last.' Cupid explained getting no response.

'I told you, she is weird.' Seungkwan deadpanned.

Cupid said their teams motto out loud and was left speechless.

'There is tongue twister.' Cupid commented

Recognising the song played Cupid told the artist name to cupid who nodded before two raised their hands to answer getting it correct.

Cupid and Joshua stood in the middle and stared at eaachother not knowing the dance move.

Causing Joshua to pull Cupid into a slow dance causing laughter as Cupid face cringed.

'Jieun how do you know this song?' Joshua asked after being seat down.

'My harabeoji loves the song.' Cupid answered

As soon as Cupid heard 0.1 sec of the song Cupid raised her hand this time taking back Joshua who had no idea what the song was.

'What is it?' Joshua asked.

'TXT.' Cupid revealed to her partner who told artist name getting a nod from Pd Na before Cupid said the english title.

'korean title.' Pd Na told her.

'how is that fair.' Cupid whined before sitting back down.

'Don't you know?' Joshua asked

'It's really long.'Cupid said lazily as she pouted as they now had to wait after all the teams had a go.

Hearing her members getting it wrong and Dk was close to the answer Cupid raised her hand to try again and got it right this time.

'How do you know this song?" Na Pd asked

'We are in the same building.' Cupid explained nonchantly.

And danced effortlessly to the beat of the song amazing the staff once again as Hoshi and Seungkwan joined.

'Noona, how do you remeber the choreography?" Seungkwan asked as he followed the girls dance.

Cupid furrowed her brows hearing the next song to only her eyes to lit up in recognition.

'Bts...Very stubborn and brag about looks.' Cupid told the 95 liner the group before raising her hand and answered correctly before standing up to dance to the song as Joshua not knowing the dance did a funny dance move erupting laughter.

The staff were taken back seeing how cupid effortlessly danced to BTS Run.

'Cupid how do you know this song?'Na Pd asked again to the girl who didn't know the name of black pink's song.

'Again same building.So I must know the song.' Cupid deadpanned again.

Cupid and Joshua came third and wrote they wanted Na Pd to do the dance challenge.

Cupid was excited hearing they chose 'youth over flowers'.

Cupid was glad they were allowed to change their clothes as they would outside playing basketball and cupid clothing was not appropriate for the weather. To make the game fair Cupid was not able to join the members to play basketball and Cupid was bummed she couldn't join the team and on the other hand the8 wasn't able to join either due to his injury. Cupid and The8 were the referees for the game. which in all honesty for most members who were terrible at english spoke a lot of english when it came to sports.

comments:

-Cupid still being able to perform 2x speed effortlessly after so many years. Her stamina is crazy.

-Cupid built different

-Why is she apologising? Am I missing something?

--Cupid apologised for carats causing ruckus. Apparaently Cupid had a health problem and Carats were giving hate to Na Pd and his staff.

---That's not the only reason. If you watch Hybe Caters you would be anry at how the staff treated the female idol.

----You guys are just being dramatic.

-----Dramatic!?! If it was your biases or something I don't think you would say something like that. Cupid obviously won in the random dance but they said fromis_9 won okay fine but at least they could have gave her an award like they did to soobin and to another idol. But no they didn't. And on top of that Cupid had back pain, I understand they didn't know but why were they pressurising her to continue even after she said she couldn't continue and the fact that one of the staffs taunted her.

------Sorry. I had no Idea.

-Cupid shouldn't apologise for something she never did.

-Scoups bought Cupid the dyson right after.😭 Where will I find my Scoups.

-Cupid did Woozi dirty with those lemons💀

-How the hell does she not know Blackpinks songs?!

--TBH I was speechless too even more speechless than the fact that Scoups had no clue who Park Bogum was. Who am I standing?

[tragiclvr]

@loserlvrss 2023-24 masterlist. ( pt.2 )

000. le sserafim ( 르세라핌 )

buy me presents - sakura

mon amour - yunjin

000. seventeen ( 세븐틴 )

cupid & psyche - vernon, scoups

lucky for me - wonwoo

face - jeonghan

000. the boyz ( 더보이즈 )

cindy lou who - eric

l’amour de ma vie - jacob

take care of it - younghoon

bf texts - kevin

wildflower - changmin

perfect night - changmin

bf texts - sunwoo

thirsty - sunwoo

000. &team ( エンティーム )

sweetbitter - nicholas

bad idea right? - yudai

as your boyfriend - fuma

striped stockings - fuma

serendipity - euijoo

stars in your eyes - jo

bffs to lovers pt.1 pt.2 - ot9

000. enhypen ( 엔하이픈 )

fantasize - heeseung

eat me up - heeseung

unsteady - jay

sleeptalk - jake

tied to your body - jake

sick - jake

bf texts - jake

one in the same - sunghoon

intro (the end of the world) - sunghoon

000. stray kids ( 스트레이 키즈 )

midnight walk - bangchan

father (for) christmas - bangchan

gone - minho

a big crush on my boyfriend - minho

good night - changbin

squirrel cheeks - jisung

bf insta stories - seungmin

old computer, new headache - jeongin

000. cravity ( 크래비티 )

trouble in paradise - serim

dressing room - allen

my sunshine - jungmo

000. trendz ( 트렌드지 )

photobooth - havit

000. nct ( 엔시티 )

anesthesia - kun

bf insta stories - jaehyun

rained in - jungwoo

no one but you - mark

first last kiss - hendery

get you - jeno

late night snacking - haechan

basketball - chenle

flour - jisung

can i stay over? texts - nct dream ot7

000. xdinary heroes ( 엑스디너리 히어로즈 )

california girls - jungsu

bf texts - jungsu

until the end of time - jungsu

bf texts - jiseok

bf texts - seungmin

cuz i’m bored, duh! - seungmin

bf texts pt.1 pt.2 - hyeongjun

like we just met - jooyeon

she’s busy prank texts - ot6

with a taller s/o - ot6

000. zerobaseone ( 제로베이스원 )

runny nose - hao

bf texts - hanbin

sitting in traffic - hanbin

like you want me to - hanbin

broke down, keep warm - hanbin

feel - matthew

crush - matthew

bf texts - taerae

cherry chapstick - ricky

only one - gyuvin

favorite places to kiss / be kissed - legal line

000. riize ( 라이즈 )

bf texts pt.1 pt.2 - eunseok

undefined - sungchan

forever photos - anton

bestie texts - anton

playlist - anton

000. boynextdoor ( 보이넥스트도어 )

quicksand - sungho

pulchritudinous - sungho

as your boyfriend - sungho

hot grill summer - sungho

evening glow - riwoo

as your boyfriend - riwoo

forgotten grocery list - jaehyun

alike tides, aligned waves - taesan

as your boyfriend - taesan, leehan

fight! - leehan

opposites attract - leehan

croptops & skirts - leehan

as the tears roll - leehan

000. evnne ( 이븐 )

how to apologize - keita

you-r-l-i-p-s - seungeon

[unifox]

Just had some shower thoughts and came up with something! Hear me out...

Y/n is an only child and has a really close relationship with her cousins (sees them as siblings basically) and when they go on a trip to the beach, one of her cousins (one of the svt members) brings his two friends, Mingyu and Wonwoo.

Mingyu is his childhood friend which y/n know well and is friends with. While Wonwoo is a new friend that y/n doesn't like due to reasons.

So I'm thinking about writing a story with two endings! Friends to lover with Gyu and enemies to lovers with Woo. Anyone interested???

Taglist open and anon list open as well! ~ Foxy🦊

Navigation | Masterlist

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[officialtayley]

ALSO GUYS SCOUPS DIDNT SIT OUT MUCH THIS TIME AND HE WAS DANCING FULLY A LOT MORE TOO AND HE FINALLY DID HIS PART IN CLAP (he only did the intro since he returned) AND IM JUST HAPPY AND PROUD OF HIM AND THE PROGRESS HE HAS MADE WITH HIS KNEE LIKE LOOK AT HIM GO DURING READY TO LOVE

[thewholecrew]

@deathvisited said: [ baking ]  for our muses to bake autumn-themed goodies together —— seb and grant

over time grant had slowly begun to grow accustomed to the camera on them while sebastian filmed but he still didn't wish to be in it as much as possible so it had taken seb a bit of convincing when he mentioned them doing some autumn themed baking together for a video. reluctantly grant agreed and with the cameras set up and all the ingredients lined up along their kitchen island, he watched quietly with a small smile as sebastian did his intro, explaining just what they would be doing and finally introducing grant, letting his followers know that he had loved to help.

though this video wasn't as uncomfortable for grant to be in as some of the others since he had things he could do and it wasn't as though sebastian was speaking directly to the camera, more just the two of them. "so... autumn themed means what?" grant asked before sebastian explained that they were going to make pumpkin and ghost cookies, which to grant sounded more like halloween themed goodies but they were all around the same time so he kept his mouth shut. "you mix the ingredients i give you," he decided as his hand touched the small of sebastians back.

he had to keep himself from being too touchy while on camera but completely, now, after everything they had been through, it was impossible. measuring out the ingredients he poured them into the bowl as sebastian mixed, only for him to scoup some flour and poke grant's cheek. he caught sebastian's wrist before he could pull away and he turned to look at him, tempted to bite that finger but he was too aware of the cameras. "brat," he murmured affectionately before wiping his cheek free from the flour. he'd remember that and from the look in his eyes sebastian knew that even if he grinned at him.

with the cookie batter made it was time for the fun part, so said sebastian as they were to now shape the cookies into pumpkins and ghosts. first sebastian chose to make the ghosts leaving grant to make pumpkins but when he saw the lumpy messes grant had made they both laughed and switched. grant then copied the first ghost seb had made while his boy fixed up the pumpkins, trying to compliment him but it was hard to like anything about the abominations. still sebastian left one the way grant had made it, showing it off to the camera while grant rolled his eyes, cheeks flushing.

while the cookies baked they took a break from filming and grant's finger hooked into sebastian's belt loop, tugging him close before his arms snaked around the back of him to hold him snug. "are you having fun?" he asked in a low tone as he smiled, honey eyes watching those gorgeous blue ones that sparkled with amusement if not also a bit of lust. i am, are you? he asked and grant's smile grew, leaning in to kiss him softly before biting into his bottom lip. drawing back he gave seb's nose a gentle nudge with his own, "i am actually," he said sheepishly for being surprised. good, i'm glad.

when the cookies dinged moments later they both jumped, having nearly lost track of time with how grant had lifted sebastian onto the counter to kiss him. both a little breathless as a laugh escaped them and he let sebastian hop off to get the cookies out before they burned. "don't forget to do up your zipper," grant reminded him from behind as his hand smoothed along sebastians back, a small smirk curling even if his own cheeks were flushed. "i say we take a moment before filming again...."

they were supposed to film the big reveal of the cookies but they looked amazing now and grant raised a brow at sebastian once he'd got himself presentable again. reaching out he helped his boy fix his hair, hand then straying to cup sebastians cheek, thumb stroking along his cheekbone. "shall we try one?" he asked as sebastian then mentioned adding icing to them first. grant turned to pick up the small tube of white icing, decorating one ghost before he glanced at sebastian and smirked, putting a dollop of icing on his boys nose. "payback," he told him before he snagged the ghost cookie and took a bite.

it was a little too sugary for him even with the less added sugar recipe that sebastian had chosen but he munched and swallowed, holding the cookie away from sebastian as he lunged in outrage. grant chuckled as he finally gave in only for his free arm to hook around sebastian and pull him close once more. licking the icing off, he pondered the taste a moment, "hm... not bad, but i like the taste of you better," he teased which had sebastian flush happily as he took the cookie back. he didn't want to continue filming now, he wanted to keep that blush on his boys face but... a brow rose, leaving the decision up to seb.

[slowee00]

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Summary: After the war against Thanos, F/n l/n moved to Korea and found herself a stable job at a doughnut shop. Suddenly, one night after locking up, F/n L/n found herself with a target on her back. A man with electric batons, a sniper, two fighters, and a man's voice on her phone telling her to run.

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This book is towards foreigners. (I came from Wattpad, there’s little diversity when it comes to y/n stories).

I'm only controlling two things: your hair length (if you don't have or wear a hijab, ignore it) and your height. (you're 5'8)

In terms of hair, I'll try to make it even. Through different hair styles and textures for the people who do and don’t.

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Genre: Action, drama, romance, romantic comedy, crime fiction, superhero, eventual smut, science fiction, spy, fantasy, adventure, some exotic setting, and mystery

(CHAPTERS 6 - 9 was rewritten a little. You can give it a reread if you like)

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➬ CURRENT ARC/ACTS:

❌ OPENING - ✔️ You're My Target • 표적

INTRO - #-𝟶𝟷 • 𝚂𝚊𝚌𝚛��𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 희생

#-𝟶𝟸 • 𝙿𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙 픽업

#-𝟶𝟹 • 𝙼𝚢 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 목표

#-𝟶𝟺 • 𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝 과거

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❌ Let's Talk • 말하다 (Sp) ✔️

#-𝟶𝟻 • 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝 잃어버린

#-𝟶𝟼 • 𝙹𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚢𝚊 자기야

#-𝟶𝟽• 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 환영

❌ Admirer • (in progress) NOTE

#-𝟶𝟾• 𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚗 팬

#-𝟶𝟿• 𝚂𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢 동정

❌ Trapped •

❌ As We Kiss, Consume (ending) •

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SLOWBURN!! F/n (first name) instead of y/n, attempted humor, guns, blood, gore, swearing, angst, mature scenes, smut, men being down bad for the protagonist but never says, LOTS of kissing, dub-con touching (things like hugs etc- no noncon! I don’t write that type of stuff), torture, trauma, serious topics

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BOOK RATE:

MATURE AUDIENCE PLEASE- you know who you are!

Your only warning. MDNI THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU!

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DO NOT STEAL. BUT REPOST!!

If you guys come across another person that took my book without my permission or credit please contact me through the contact page. Inspiration doesn’t count. Idk what I’ll do tbh. BUT feel free to repost! It gives me motivation to continue! :)

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⚠️ MARVEL UNIVERSE ⚠️

Heavily inspired by Marvels Black Widow and Hawkeye. You don't need to watch every Marvel movie, but you just have to have a understanding of what's it’s about. For example: What Thanos did to the universe. If you know, than you know. Btw, this book takes place after Hawkeye.

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⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️

This is a work of fiction. Characters, character personalities, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Stan Ateez and their hardworking music. <3

———— ON WATTPAD NOW!!

Taglist? (Don’t be shy, ask)

@yayaistime @mermaid17venus @yeodeulz @fr34k4c1dr41n @idfkeddieishot @yoongi-tunes @chocolate-scoups @pandafuriosa60 @lngwayup @huachengsbestie01 @spenceatiny18

[gamerwoo]

Chan: Shit Show Masterlist

(I don’t have an update schedule. If you’d like to be tagged in updates, pls send me an ask!!)

Shit Show tag

Intro

Part One: The Girlfriend

Part Two: Almost Cute

Part Three: Let’s Talk About LDRs

Part Four: #RoarOn

Part Five: Coming to Suzhou

Part Six: Baby

Part Seven: For Science

Part Eight: Tech Savvy

Part Nine: Flashbacks

Part Ten: Secret Agent m0chi

Part Eleven: J*alous Girlfriend

Part Eleven.Five: Alt Accounts

Part Twelve: Let’s Talk About Season 3

Part Thirteen: Tomorrow

Part Fourteen: Suzhou’s First Homestand

Part Fifteen: Not So Sweet Victory

Part Sixteen: The Legend of Kat

Part Seventeen: Moment of Truth

Part Eighteen: An Hour and a Half Later

Part Nineteen: Katnapped

Part Nineteen.Five: Lonely

Part Twenty: Public Opinions

Part Twenty-One: Let’s Talk About Winning Homestand (but Not Really)

Part Twenty-Two: Gang Gang Reunion

Part Twenty-Two.Five: Plotting for the Pokemon

Part Twenty-Three: Shut the Fuck Up

Part Twenty-Four: Happy Couples

Part Twenty-Four.Five: Face-to-Face

Part Twenty-Five: Like Annie and Wonwoo

Part Twenty-Six: Face Reveal

Part Twenty-Seven: Let’s Talk About Going Home

Part Twenty-Eight: Welcome to New York

Part Twenty-Nine: Not a Double Date

Part Thirty: How to Break the News

Part Thirty-One: Kat and Alex

Part Thirty-Two: Damage

Part Thirty-Three: Clarification

Part Thirty-Four: Going to Philly

Part Thirty-Four.Five: The Return of Jigglypuff and Hamtaro

Part Thirty-Five: The Real Shit Show

Part Thirty-Six: One Week Later

Part Thirty-Seven: Fed Up

Part Thirty-Eight: The Retirement Announcement

Part Thirty-Nine: Let’s Talk About The End of Shit Show

Part Thirty-Nine.Five: A New Rivalry

Part Forty: One New Message

Part Forty.Five: The Lonely Life

Part Forty-One: Quitters Never Win

Part Forty-Two: sCoups

Part Forty-Three: Another YouTube Apology Video

Part Forty-Four: Bro Code

Part Forty-Five: More Time

Part Forty-Six: Let’s Talk About The Return of Shit Show

Part Forty-Seven: Almost Closure

Part Forty-Eight: Acceptance

Part Forty- Nine: Like the Movies

Epilogue: Six Months Later

[svtskneecaps]

oof Taste - bad clue is one of my favorites too ! jfhdgkdjgh i fcukin Love hao in that outfit, him leaning over the table just /sure/ that mingyu was the culprit - my heart melted for him then and There i cannot dfkgjhdjkgh lol just sharing the story of how i became an 8star :DD also !! how r u ?? --💕

B R U H listen not to be a fucking simp but i’m here for ONE reason and that’s to be a fucking simp and fucking fuck they did so good and they looked SO GODDAMN GOOD. the fucking eye contact in the climactic end scene standoff over the desk, FUCKING VERNON WHERE HE JUST GOES “there’s something i haven’t told you yet” and then THE LIGTHS GO OUT AKSJALKDJFLKA WHAT A FUCKING POWER MOVE and like they did a solid job of staying in character even though i kept forgetting what their characters were lakdjflkajsdf thirteen roles is very hard to memorize in like. a quick intro sequence. except jun’s that one was easy i loved that one so much.

but like bruh the set design. fucking stellar listen the gose staff did a damn good job (either in choosing it or in dressing it i have no idea what they did to make this but fucking mad props to them either way) and it was a really good idea to give seokmin the added motive of trying to swap out the will cause it added some nice spice to the storyline of the episode and putting together all the backstories and making them distinct and having all the suspects and adding all those details must have taken so long and THE MEMBERS REMEMBER ALL THAT TOO and the fucking styling to fit their characters and also look fucking hot (which MISSION SUCCEEDED MOTHERFUCKERS) and b r u h h h h h h h h h

listen i have a lot of feelings about bad clue and almost all of them boil down to “where did jeonghan get the shotgun and why do i want him to slam it like a baseball bat directly into my skull” anyway seokmin trying to commit fraud is incredible and the fact that he STILL tries to make sure they got the will thing done in the end even after getting eliminated was fucking amazing that’s commitment to the role anyway fuckin bummer scoups got murked right away but he was too powerful to be kept in the business yknow ALSO FUCKIN COCKY ASS DINO FUCKIN COCKY ASS SELF ASSURED COOL BEANS DINO AKSLDJFLKASJDFLKJ HEAD EMPTY ONLY DINO, WHAM BAM THANK YOU MA’AM.

fuckin deadass i am gonna rewatch this motherfucker while writing this damn ask so i can make sure i simp for every fucking member because i am a simp and that is IT i am a simp before i am a human and when i say i have had this motherfucker open among my hundreds of tabs basically since it came out I WANT YOU TO KNOW I AM NOT KIDDING

ngl i STILL don’t fuckin know if mingyu knew the whole time or not like deadass i don’t, like sometimes i’m like “oh he has no idea” and sometimes they zoom in on a fucking smirk and it’s like WELL FUCKING DOES HE??? DOES HE OR DOESN’T HE

yo the conspiracies the DRAMA i’m living i’m living i’m liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiving also fucking dino poking into everything “i’m prosecutor” SWEETHEART, I LOVE YOU, BUT COME BACK WITH A WARRANT also ALKSDJFLKASJFD I FORGOT HOW MUCH THEY SCREECHED WHEN THE LIGHTS WENT OUT THIS IS HILARIOUS IT’S LIKE WHEN THE TEACHER SHUTS OFF THE LIGHTS TRYING TO GET THE CLASS TO SHUT UP

WAIT NO DINO GOT YEETED FIRST I FORGOT ABOUT THAT NOOOOO ANYWAY COME BACK WITH A WARRANT BITCH <3 omg jun noticed the statues like right away big braiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin big fuckin braiiiiiiiiiiiiin

SIR THAT MAY BE INCREDIBLY ATTRACTIVE OF YOU BUT I FUCKING HATE YOU bro it’s so fuckin funny that they basically knew the answer from two thirds through the first episode and still like dude they had him sussed from round two and STILL.

ALKSDJFKLASJDKLFJ SCOUPS GIGGLING AS HE FUCKIN YEETED OUT OF THE LIGHTS OFF ROOMS AND THEN GOT ABSOLUTELY MURKED THAT’S SO FUCKING GOOD THAT’S SO GOOD I LOVE THAT SO MUCH

wait holy SHIT they fuckin yeeted josh into the hotseat and he didn’t even BLINK damn dude OH FUCK JEONGHAN HAS THE SHOTGUN PLEASE GOD CRACK ME ACROSS THE SKULL JUST ONE GOOD FUCKIN WHACK DUDE

also i know i haven’t simped for wonwoo yet and that’s because i am trying so hard to have self control but i want you to know that not only does this fucking look live rent free in my brain at all times, sometimes my head randomly conjures up him shouting “guys come here” and i can’t complain at all

also it’s fuckin hilarious that they all read the will, and THEN seokmin swaps it, and then they’re like “oh this sounds legit” EVEN THOUGH THEY JUST FUCKING READ THE WILL, LIKE?????? I KNOW YOU READ IT BRO WTF

“damn who would want to kill the chairman?” and minghao IMMEDIATELY fuckin incriminates himself what a fucking legend this man would be scary in among us like “red’s dead by electrical” “oh yeah i was just coming from there” “you just placed yourself by the body” “WOULD I DO THAT IF I WERE IMPOSTER” also he’s got the order memorized off the top of his head which is fucking incredible because i have to imagine that first episode was like at least 45 minutes or an hour filming it and i literally just watched them all get yeeted in under twenty minutes and i don’t remember the order so more fuckin big brain shit

THEY FIGURED OUT WHAT THE ROPE WAS FOR ALKSJDFKLASJFD ABSOLUTE FUCKING CHAOS IMMEDIATELY AND MINGHAO LOOKS SO FUCKING EXCITED IT’S SO FUNNY SIR CALM DOWN OH MY GOD THEY’RE ALL ENJOYING THIS LIKE VISIBLY IT’S SO FUCKIN FUNNY THEY’RE LIKE WRASSLING MINGYU WITH THESE HUGE FUCKIN SMILES IT’S HILARIOUS

I FORGOT THEY FUCKING ACCUSED THE MANNEQUIN I’M DYING OH MY GOD THAT’S LITERALLY NOT ALIVE PLEASE dude i wish they showed the eliminated group while they were accusing the mannequin that would’ve been so funny

THEY’RE SO SURE THEY ARE SO SURE IT’S JEONGHAN THIS IS SO FUNNY THEY JUST CUT INTO DEAD CHAT “it’s jeonghan” OH MY GOD

T H E  F I N A L  S T A N D O F F i will simp for the rest of my life and it won’t be enough oh my god the fucking s m i r k the fucking SMIRK the fucking “you’ve worked hard” I HATE HIM I HATE HIM DO YOU KNOW WHO IT IS OR NOT i hate him fuck he’s doing a goddamn good job and i hate him i’ll simp for the rest of my damn life but damn but DAMN dude

I ALMOST JUST DELETED THIS WHOLE THING ALKSDJFKLAJSFD SEUNGKWAN CAME ON MY BAD LJADKLSJLKFASJDFLKASJDFLK I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM INCREDIBLE NEWS ANCHOR MAN HE HAS SURVIVED THE RAMPAGE THE ONLY ONE TO LIVE THROUGH THE HORROR MOVIE BABY i love them. i love them.

i did not realize just how quiet woozi was in this two parter he’s like really quiet, maybe cause he died earlier? maybe his character didn’t have as much bearing on the overall shitty chairman plotline?? not sure he’s like really quiet aside from sussing jeonghan from the peanut gallery but he looks damn good and i am reminded of boom boom and i am : l o o k i n g

WAIT I JUST REALIZED I DIDN’T ACTUALLY TALK ABOUT MY SIMPING FOR HOSHI AKLSJFKLAJSFDLK LISTEN I WAS FOND SMILING THE WHOLE TIME THIS MAN WAS SO SURE HE HAD IT ALL TOGETHER SO MANY TIMES AND THEN THEY WERE LIKE “yeah so actually” AND HE JUST WENT SURPRISED PIKACHU FACE HE WAS DOING SO GOOD AND HE FIGURED OUT THE ROPE AND I LOVE HIM VERY MUCH GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE I DIDN’T ACTUALLY LIKE WRITE THAT DOWN ALSDKJFKLASJDF

also what the fuck was the deal with the voice recorder josh had i still don’t really understand that lmao it’s kinda bananas like what did it MEAN i wish they showed dead chat talking about that a little longer i’m so curious and also so goddamn conFUSED

here’s another overall note cause i lost my shit over vernon’s absolute power move earlier listen my man is so incredibly blasé about all the shit going on around him like he is literally so calm and i fuckin love that for him like almost every time he’s onscreen he’s just like “wow cool this thing is now happening lit” and i love that so much cause most of them are like popping off and hoshi’s making accusations and they’re sifting through everything in the set and he’s just having a great time and i fucking love that for him anyway i fucking love this fuckin two parter so goddamn much it’s so good

[wwounu]

mini mafia!seventeen intro

↻ masterlist — s.coups￤yoon￤hong￤wen￤hoshi￤jeon￤woozi￤dk￤kim￤xu￤boo￤chwe￤lee

note: just a snippet of a thing from my notes, and looking at them i thought it’d be fun to share this all with you~

vows kept in the form of rings which they wear at all times during jobs

identifiable by their rings, so in daylight theyre worn as necklaces

everyone knows about seventeen, but they dont know how many work for seventeen, let alone who they are

becomes confusing when rumours arise — numbers, last names, code names, all that nonsense

one thing’s for sure: scoups is definitely the leader

yet a member can lead the group depending on the scenario if it fits their knowledge on a topic

they go by last names to each other except for unit leaders

for their outer connections, theyre known by their ‘numbers’

The three units include:

Homicida/Homicidium (HH) Unit: scoups, jeon, kim and chwe

Perficio (P) Unit: hoshi, wen, xu and lee

Venor (V) Unit: woozi, yoon, hong, dk and boo

Venor Unit, led by woozi, establish the group’s work by going to social events to pick up news and invites to places

when theyre with seventeen, they spread out and socialise, getting more insight on their mission, but also have to also watch out for anything suspicious going on — which they then report everyone about it

with riskier jobs, they usually leave halfway so they wont be in danger and can do the undercover work in their car for Homicida Unit to do their part

likely the most manipulative bunch you have ever met, despite their image

scoups leads Homicida/Homicidium Unit, who specialise in the main event of their job: killing

does all the dirty work and are informed about who to target by Venor Unit whilst Perficio Unit give an extra hand to them

the longest and most tiring process of it all, but something about turning animalistic brings a thrill to them

always makes sure to let their enemies see their faces in their dying moment

Perficio Unit is shockingly led by hoshi and is by far the most insane unit with their leader

known for their lookout skills and their method of getting rid of evidence

are normally ‘hidden’ in their jobs as theyre light on their feet (maybe not so much for wen though) and can find their way to break in and watch the whole scene from above to alert their group

does the final touches of finishing the job, but also gives the responsibility to kill anyone who *they* like, which isnt particularly pretty

dont let me get started on interrogations either

this is what seventeen’s usual formation looks like, however they switch it up with the vast skills of the members and to not let their technique be found out

however smaller teams in the group help the group’s strategy too

the teams being: Basilicus Unit, A Team, Leaders, Iuventus

Basilicus (BSS) Unit — dk, hoshi and boo — are seventeen’s plan B to distract their targets

chemistry is flawless, can attract anyone’s attention even without trying

although seventeen rarely want to use them as it’ll reveal their identities as members of seventeen and be a major target

A Team — yoon, hoshi and jeon — which is the lookout team

quarrel over who is the leader of the team most of the time

rarely are seen together due to their schedules, mainly yoon, so arent really considered as a team but work together well when they can be bothered

Leaders — scoups, hoshi and woozi — are... well, Leaders

dk was offered to be added in too but didnt want to handle all the pressure

to be honest, those three alone could get any job done

enough said

Iuventus — boo, chwe and lee — is the younger gen. of Leaders

... safe to say theyre still in development

a bit of a mess but they’ll get there once they stop goofing around and spiking member’s drinks (boo), setting fires to things (chwe), or planning everyone’s ‘‘‘accidental’’’ death rather than focusing on real problem the team is discussing (LEE)

seventeen only lets them off because they still have life to live

and of course, people to kill

[ Latin Translations(-ish) — VENOR: to hunt | HOMICIDIA/HOMICIDIUM: murder | PERFICIO: to finish/complete | BASILICUS: king’s throw; best throw in dice | IUVENTUS: youth ]

“A complete bond has formed leading us to our brightest moment.”

[sparklyicecube]

17 Seventeen!

Under the cut because I have some followers that don’t want it on their dash.

So...

I like Seventeen now.

When I first got into BTS at the start of the year my friends said “OMG you like K-pop now? That’s amazing! Now let’s just introduce you to 17...” and of course I said that I didn’t want to get into too many groups because of time and commitment and being unable to recognise seven faces much less 13. But three more groups later (I got into Tomorrow By Together as most people know me for and AB6ix as well as low-key Blackpink) I decided to check them out.

Process:

1.Home:

Okay so I found and listened and watched ‘Home’ because it was at the top of their youtube channel and was the first song that my friends recommended. It is amazing. 

Purely on a choreography scale it is beautiful, I was following Wanna One for a bit because of Daewhi and Woojin and no offence but some of their stages were really messy, they seemed all over the place and choatic with no one in sync, but I assumed that it was inevitable to come with a big group. I was wrong. Seeing Seventeen dance was amazing, the way they are arranged, organised, the SYNC. 

At the bottom of the video in the comments I saw someone say they were a new carat and someone else told them that they should watch the 17 debut project. So there I went.

2. 17 Debut project

IT. WAS. TORTURE.

AND. HEAVEN.

AT. THE. SAME. TIME.

I loved everything: their dynamic was really cute, their family bond was so tight, they are all practically married with literal RINGS to prove it, and I thought that their talent and passion really shone. But they kept failing. Over and over and it was painful to watch them try really hard and practice through the night to just be beaten up about not delivering. 

Can I just say though, the last episode with their parents? BEAUTIFUL.

IT WAS SO TOUCHING AND SWEET AND CUTE! And how they all just started crying, and hugs and everything? It was so right? That their rings, items that they fought tooth and nail for over the past few episodes and before they became official, an accessory that meant so much to them that at every opportunity their only goal was to get them back and they were heartbroken at the thought of not having them returned, that they would be returned by their parents?? It was so sweet! I loved how they went and hugged the parents of the other members as well. But when they performed ‘Shining Diamond’ they all had huge smiles on their faces, and there was like NO PRESSURE. Seungkwan just went up there and cried during his bit with no guilt because these were their parents. And they weren’t going to berate him or say he failed and just that relief is so amazing after the stress of the show.

3. Introduction videos

Okay so maybe I watched the intro vids before the debut project but hey who’s keeping track. When I first got into BTS I watched introduction videos. It helped a lot, not just for getting to know the members but also with fitting into the fandom, a piece of knowledge that I couldn’t use for TXT or AB6ix as I was with them when they first existed. But I could watch intro vids for SVT. 

First one I watched was bluergh. There was a pic of them with some basic info like birthdays and heights then some footage of them performing, which was confusing since I couldn’t recognise who was who anyway. Was thinking of giving up trying to get into them.

Second one: perfect. All of the info and charms that I needed, I fell in love and if not for that introduction video I might not have stuck with SVT. Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCbX5-rBDQQ because if you want to get into seventeen this might help.

Also Ask In A Box was helpful because it showed each member clearly. 

4. Bias time

I had this huge thing with TXT where I didn’t have a Bias and wanted to stay impartial forever but eventually Choi Soobin stole my heart with the rest still maintaining very special places as well. The point is, I had a bias from the second I saw them. 

WOOZI CAN TAKE MY HEART AND SOUL I DON’T CARE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

Woozi. I now know his birth name is Jihoon. He is so smol and squishable and cute and caught my eye the second I saw him. He looks like he might be a more introvert type and from what I know he doesn’t like to go out much, is hard to wake up, doesn’t like skinship when he cannot control it, and I love him. It largely helps that he is an AMAZING songwriter/producer and I am weak for idols who can create their own content. He is kind and smiles a lot but has a lot of burden and put a lot of emotion into his songs because he finds it hard to express it outwardly. He also looked amazing in that cute little ponytail in the debut project and with the lemon yellow hair. 

ALSO WOOZI HAS THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL FITE ME

He, on top of being an OUTSTANDING producer/songwriter, keeping up with dances impeccably, looking absolutely adorable and aparently being able to play several musical instruments, can sing like an angel.

I downloaded some of his songs when he’s singing live. I hate downloading songs like that, they’re messy, have a lot of background noise, bad quality and annoying to listen to. But when I heard him sing ‘You and I’ while playing an acoustic guitar like a PRO then I legit fell in love. How can someone be so amazing???

He isn’t perfect, but I think that it makes him even more endearing. 

The point of this? Well if you’ve read this far then hopefully to either convert some non-carats or help out new carats by sharing some content that sold Seventeen for me, but mostly just to rant. I usually rant to my friend that is also into the same K-pop groups that I’m in, but said friend doesn’t want to get into Seventeen because they don’t think they can trust that they can casually like them while maintaining a healthy everyday life, which I respect. So this is mainly just to rant all my feelings out about Seventeen and Woozi in particular so that I won’t burst and let it all out to my friend instead. 

Also Woozi is so cute and needs love but fortunately has 11 members who appear to casually overwhelm him with kisses randomly? I also low-key ship him with Scoups or Hoshi but it is still early days yet. I know not everything I say now is prolly true and I am a new Carat so take everything with a grain of salt if you are new or go easy on me if you ain’t.

SparklyIceCube out~

[notesof-mh]

AHHHH JACKIE THIS WAS SO GOODDDDDD. your writing is unparalleled. and i cant believe wrote 9.3k words?? for me?? in a month?? truly insane <3 and im so sorry this took me so long, ive been busy and also wanted to savor my first read of it

also i feel like i have too many thought to just put them in the tags so im j dumping them here, i hope thats ok

It starts, as it always does with this particular collection of friends, with shenanigans and cahoots. 

honestly i truly love this intro. it gives this fic the feeling that this is just one of many different events the characters experience, like a single episode in a sitcom.

also w wonwoo in the first part i love how nonreactive he is?? like yes the message is anonymous but soonyoung and jun are just telling some stranger abt his love life? and also called him a “huge awkward loser”? but he just seems so resigned lol

“No, this will be good,” Junhui says, plopping down on the edge of Wonwoo’s bed. “Minghao told me that whoever runs the advice column in the school paper is, like, a love guru

also i truly believe that jun and minghao masterminded this whole thing trying to tell y/n that wonwoo was in love w her. and also i think there is too much evidence for this to not have been your intention. truly so tragic then that y/n is dumb and missed all the signs and that soonyoung somehow accidentally finally caused y/n and wonwoo to get together.

bc with all the messages signed by soonyoung and jun, there’s no way hao didn’t either tell them or strongly hint that those messages were guaranteed to be seen by y/n

Friday Free-for-alls, when you field confessions of all types. Dear Cherry, I need to get this off my chest. I’ve been using my roommate’s shampoo this whole semester, and today I found out that our two other roommates have also been using this roommate’s shampoo. He doesn’t suspect a thing.

maybe im remembering wrong, but wasn’t there an interview or something w i think wayv (or maybe another nct unit but pretty sure its them) where they admitted to using each others face soap (?) im probably wrong but is there any chance this was inspired by that?

Choi Seungcheol, fraternity president, football player, gym rat, jock, fuckboy extraordinaire— relationship advice columnist? No, it’s simply not realistic.

i love the concept of Scoups being the original Cherry (like the concept of one of his frat brothers writing in and him responding? but both doing it in secret?? idk i j love the image of it)

also the description of the albino squirrel as a good omen is such a cute and funny little detail to add!

“He’s not that bad,” you find yourself defending your fake boyfriend. “Mingyu is nice, and he’s really tall.”

You blink. Mingyu turns his pout on you now. “Nice and really tall? Are you for real?”

kajdfhjklhdfkjhd nooooo this description of mingyuuuuu. the way she tries to defend him but gives the most underwhelming reasons 😭😭😭

also the way jun immediately left w wonwoo when y/n revealed she was fake dating mingyu? such a good friend!!! we’d all be lucky to have a friend like jun 🥺

A part of you expects to see him in a different light, now that you think you love him, like there’s supposed to be cherubs singing and starlight in his eyes or something, but instead, you just see regular old Wonwoo. Your best friend. 

the realization that y/n loves wonwoo was so soooo well written and i loved this part of it especially. it rlly captures what i like so much abt the friends to lovers trope

“You can ignore him,” Minghao says, passing by with a full bottle of wine in each hand on his way to put them away in the kitchen. “I don’t think you should be giving any love advice when your own love life is a mess,” he sniffs.

i love love love the way you wrote bestie hao in this fic! the (well-deserved) judgement! the attitude! (also since im pretty sure he was masterminding this i love how he essentially gets to see firsthand his plan crashing and burning bc y/n is an idiot)

In retrospect, Mingyu was definitely going to win that Greek God competition, even if Jaehyun from Nu Kapp put up a good fight.

unrelated but you should know i still think abt those comments you made abt Jaehyun’s legs looking like chicken breast for the seoul city photos. you were very right but now i cant stop thinking abt it i checked and those photos were posted over a year ago 😭😭

“Overwatch,” you insist, tugging him towards the door. “Friday night. It’s Wonwoo and Y/N night.”

SHE REMEMBEREDDDDDD!!!!!!

The Wonwoo you know is shy and awkward and doesn’t quite know how to fit himself into social situations. He’s clumsy and absentminded and needs someone to take care of him, to dote on him and give him attention.

The Wonwoo that you know, you’ve known since you were in second grade, standing over the boy you had knocked over with a rubber kickball, staring at him as he sniffled on the woodchips and glared at you through big watery eyes. That day, you decided right then and there that this boy would be yours, and now…

awkejlfilaNj;oboajkdshfj something something -ill take care of you -its rotten work -not to me not if its youakdsjakjsdhkljhghjjkljkagjklahgei m screAMINGGGGG

It’s raw hurt, sharp, painful. His mouth twists and his brows furrow and he looks at you like you’re something to be afraid of. You hate it. You hate that you’re the cause of it, that he’s feeling this, whatever it is, because of you, even though you’re not sure why.

NOOOOOOOOOOO ajksdhfkjh its the way you describe the pain on his faceNOOOOOOOOO

“Go to sleep,” he says flatly. “Tomorrow you’ll wake up and go back to your boyfriend, and you’ll be happy that nothing happened tonight.”

im. in tears.

“You didn’t do anything embarrassing,” he grins, “except for abandoning your boyfriend at the party because you wanted to play Overwatch with me. C’mon, do you want to get brunch?”

noooo and the way the next morning hes still so caring and sweet 🥺🥺. if i were him i would’ve kicked y/n out of my apartment as soon as possible

“Yeah,” Wonwoo replies. His voice is tinny and quiet, but still clear, like he’s slipped his headset off and mic is pushed away. “I’m gaming with Y/N. I’m muted, don’t worry.”

ah yes the classic “im muted” but they’re not accidental confession. truly a favorite of mine

“I’m so glad we’re going to college together, Wonwoo. I want to be with you forever.”

And he had watched you as you said it, quiet, like he was breathless. Like you had said something terrible and incredible at the same time.

It’s always been Wonwoo beside you, lazy summers spent playing video games, late night phone calls where you’d talk and he’d listen, after class in his car listening to the radio and eating junk food. Had he loved you then? With ketchup on your shirt and acne across your face and poorly box-dyed hair? And had you loved him then too? Before you even knew what love is?

AAHAHHLAJHHHHHKAJLHDLAIUWHGLIUHUIHIUWEGUHUIAEGW AGAIN EVIDENCE YOURE SOMEHOW IN MY MIND CAPTURING EVERYTHING I LOVE ABOUT THIS TROPE AND EXECUTING IT TO PERFECTION!!!!!<333 ekjfhjh its all abt seeing the other at their most ordinary!!! and loving them for it!!!!!

“Wonwoo, I’m going downstairs,” you tell him.

“Wait–” his voice is tight and panicked, but you’re already tugging your headset off and grabbing your keys.

the parallel between earlier when y/n wanted to go down but didn’t after talking abt wonwoo’s crush and at the end when she realizes *she* was the crush?!!! *chefs kiss* (i do love me a good parallel)

“It was dark and I was tired. You didn’t notice that I passed out as soon as we dimmed the lights?” He raises his eyebrows as he defends himself, and you bury your face in your hands.

Click. The pieces are all falling in place.

the way he was sleeping?!!! so comedic and also so much better than the misunderstanding j being that y/n didn’t tell him

they’re idiots but i wouldnt have it any other way. i love when characters are idiots <3

“God,” he gasps between laughs, “we’re both so, so stupid.” And then you’re laughing too.

!!!

akjdfhjhh and the ending was so so so (x120398948949) sweet!

out of the frying pan and into your heart

jeon wonwoo x female reader

tags: college au, fraternities, fake dating, misunderstandings, childhood friends to lovers, this all could have been resolved with some proper communication, lots of pining specifically for em, fluff, rom com, best friend minghao, y/n is oblivious!!!

warnings: alcohol, weed, frats, american college setting

words: 9.3k

synopsis:

it starts, as it always does with this particular collection of friends, with shenanigans and cahoots.

well, more specifically, for wonwoo it starts with shenanigans, when soonyoung and junhui somehow manage to collide brain cells and write in to the school newspaper's love advice columnist about his crush on his childhood best friend.

and for you, the aforementioned childhood best friend and, in secret, also the aforementioned love advice columnist, it starts with cahoots when kim mingyu manages to convince you to fake date him so he can win some popularity contest for his frat.

for @notesof-mh

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It starts, as it always does with this particular collection of friends, with shenanigans and cahoots. 

Well, more specifically, for Wonwoo it starts with shenanigans, when Soonyoung and Junhui somehow manage to collide brain cells. 

He had barely been awake for 15 seconds when they had barged into his room, laptop in hands, just to show him the text in a pink-colored submission box surrounded by heart emojis. Wonwoo squints, the blurry words coming into just enough focus for him to make out what they say. “Dear Cherry, I’m a third year computer science student and I’m in love with my best friend, except I’m— what the hell is this?” 

He glares at Soonyoung who grins cheerfully and points again at the screen. “Read the rest, Wonwoo!”

Wonwoo sighs and continues reading. “Except I’m a huge awkward loser and she’s so cool and pretty, and I don’t know how to tell her I like her. What should I do?”

“Alright, hit send,” Junhui instructs, tilting the laptop away and laughing maniacally. 

Wonwoo pushes his hand across his face, trying his best to wipe away the last vestiges of sleep-addled confusion, and then he realizes what’s happening.

“Wait, you can’t do that,” he tries to protest, but Soonyoung giggles and clicks a button.

“No, this will be good,” Junhui says, plopping down on the edge of Wonwoo’s bed. “Minghao told me that whoever runs the advice column in the school paper is, like, a love guru, and she has four thousand followers on instagram. And she’s never shown her face, but she’s probably also really pretty.”

Wonwoo groans. “I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”

“Just trust us,” Soonyoung pats Wonwoo’s knee through the blanket, “this is a good idea.”

And for you, it starts with kahoots, when your chemistry lab partner, Mingyu, pulls your stool closer to his side and whispers a proposition to you.

“Do you want to be my fake girlfriend?”

You narrow your eyes at him through your fogged up department-issued safety goggles. “Are you insane? What kind of fumes are you on?”

“None,” Mingyu replies. “I’m Sigma’s nominee for the Greek God award at the inter-fraternity tournament this year and I’m the only nominee who’s single.”

“And so I’m your pick,” you respond flatly. 

Mingyu nods eagerly. His safety glasses slide down his nose, and he has to push them back up. “Yeah, you’re so pretty and cool, I think it’d be really impressive if I somehow managed to pull you.”

“Huh.”

“And,” he adds on, lowering his voice even more, “Jeonghan thinks my only real competition this year is going to be Jung Jaehyun from Nu Kappa Tau, and rumor has it you rejected him in high school. Twice. So I think it’d be pretty funny if we ended up together.”

You scoff and turn back toward the titration in front of you. “You can’t go up to people and ask for things like this.”

“C’mon, you know the winner gets free parking for an entire semester,” he whines. “Ok, how’s this? If you’ll pretend to be my girlfriend for the Greek God award, I’ll write our lab reports for the rest of the semester.” 

His offer makes you pause, and he jumps on that pause, wedging his way in there. 

“I’ll give you executive editing power, but I’ll do all the work,” he wheedles, “and I’ll give you a perfect peer eval at the end of the semester. I promise,” he puts a big meaty hand on your lab notebook and smears the ink under his fingers. “Kim Mingyu isn’t a liar.”

“I’ll conveniently ignore the fact that you’re lying about having a girlfriend to win this award, then,” you roll your eyes.

“That’s different, though,” he protests, “the award is dumb and meaningless and I really want it. But a promise made between buddies is important.”

He looks earnest, so you decide to lay off on him just a little. “When we’re fake-dating,” you sigh, “you can’t call us buddies anymore.”

“So that’s a…”

You groan, hating yourself for being so indulgent. “Yes. That’s a yes.”

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“Hold on Y/N, have you seen this?”

“Seen what?” You look over the top of your laptop screen, where you’re halfway through a paper on the Cuban Missile Crisis. 

Minghao, your co-admin of the school newspaper’s (infamous) advice column turns his screen towards you. “Someone wrote in calling themselves a huge awkward loser.”

“Huh,” you grin to yourself as you read over the message quickly. “That’s kind of cute, actually.”

“Of course you think it’s cute,” Minghao rolls his eyes. “I’m going to assign this one over to you.”

“Yeah, sure, but please,” you mutter, “can you be a bit more discreet about it?”

Minghao looks at you over the top of his glasses. “What, about us being Ask Cherry? It’s not as embarrassing as you make it out to be.”

“Be quiet,” you hiss, looking around, “someone could overhear!” You frown, and then quietly, you add on, “and it is embarrassing. I’m supposed to be a journalism major, and I’m here making up horoscopes and giving fake relationship advice three days a week.”

This is an overstatement, and Minghao rolls his eyes. You only make up horoscopes and give fake relationship advice one day a week (Mondays are for Matters Of The Heart, your schedule says). There’s also Am I The Asshole Wednesdays, a campus favorite, and Friday Free-for-alls, when you field confessions of all types. Dear Cherry, I need to get this off my chest. I’ve been using my roommate’s shampoo this whole semester, and today I found out that our two other roommates have also been using this roommate’s shampoo. He doesn’t suspect a thing. 

You hadn’t meant to end up in this position. You write serious pieces for the school newspaper too, reporting on the Student Government’s legislative sessions and the university’s semesterly budget for grants to culturally-centered student organizations. Those articles, you have your name attached to. But at the end of last year, the new editor-in-chief Jeonghan had approached you and convinced (strong-armed) you into becoming the new writer for the infamous advice column, Ask Cherry, since Cherry himself was quitting to make more time for other priorities.

(“And the kicker is,” you had complained to Minghao, “nobody will ever believe me.” Choi Seungcheol, fraternity president, football player, gym rat, jock, fuckboy extraordinaire— relationship advice columnist? No, it’s simply not realistic. 

“I’m sitting on the juiciest piece of gossip to cross my path in my entire life, and I can’t do anything about it,” you say dejectedly.

“Hmm.” Minghao doesn’t even pretend to be interested.)

But, despite your disastrous real-world love life, your clumsily dispensed life advice, and the completely made up horoscopes, Ask Cherry readership skyrocketed under your intrepid watch. Once, you told a reader that the albino squirrel that lives in the tree next to the physics building was a good omen, and the next day, rumor spread that an albino squirrel sighting would grant you an A on your next exam. For weeks after, people would scatter peanuts and pieces of toast by the base of the tree next to the physics building, until campus facilities had to fence the area off because raccoons were starting to show up instead. 

Minghao finding out had been a complete accident, after you had lent him your laptop to print out a paper that was due the next hour, but you had forgotten to minimize the window with your Ask Chrery submissions. Minghao, being someone who loves giving advice, both solicited and unsolicited, naturally joined in on this scheme of yours. 

“Anyways,” you shrug. You look up as Junhui steps into the public study area of the library and scans the tables twice before making eye contact with you, and then waving. “Minghao, did you invite the others over to study with us?”

“Yeah,” Minghao responds, raising an eyebrow at you. “You got a problem with that?”

“No, it’s just—“ you’re about to complain about never being able to focus on your work with the rest of them around, but the words die on your lips when you spot Wonwoo trailing behind Junhui with a bemused expression on his face and a cardboard tray holding bubble teas in his hands. You can’t help the grin that spreads across your face. “Hey guys,” you wave over to them, clearing off the table space next to you to make room for them. 

“I brought you a taro milk tea,” Junhui announces, gesturing behind him, “and a Wonwoo to boot.”

“He made me walk with him because he didn’t know your favorite drink,” Wonwoo explains quietly as he slides the drinks onto the table and takes his seat next to you. “Are you working on that international relations paper?”

“Yeah.” You take your taro milk tea. No ice, 50% sweet, tapioca pearls and grass jelly, just the way you like it. 

“Do you think you’ll be done by Friday?”

“I will be free by then,” you promise him, punctuating your statement by stabbing your boba straw through the film covering the cup. You’d rather suffer through an all nighter on Sunday than miss your regular Friday night gaming sessions with Wonwoo, a tradition the two of you have kept up since both of you were in middle school and still playing Starcraft.

“Anyway,” Junhui leans over the table, resting his chin on top of his interlaced fingers. “I have a funny story.”

You tear your gaze away from Wonwoo. “Hm?”

“So, you know that advice columnist for the school paper? Wonwoo submitted a question the other day. Well, Soonyoung and I did, but for Wonwoo.”

You feel your blood run cold. It’s not that you’re ashamed of running a love advice column, but it’s more that you’re… embarrassed. And you’ve been running it in secret for so long that at this point, you can’t even fathom anyone outside of Minghao knowing. Maybe when you graduate, you’ll do an identity reveal, but you’re not quite there now.

“Can we talk about literally anything else,” Wonwoo grouses, somewhat to your relief. he glares at Junhui, but the effect is somewhat dampened when he lifts his bubble tea to his mouth and loudly slurps up some tapioca pearls.

“Yeah,” you quickly agree, not eager to have your secret identity exposed.

Junhui steamrolls on ahead, however. “So. If you’re reading the column and there’s a question from someone who has a big stupid crush, you know who it’s from.”

Your breath catches in your throat. Wonwoo? A crush?

“Junhui,” Wonwoo groans, digging his fingers into the bridge of his nose, brows furrowed in an expression of exquisite pain. 

Minghao, however, leans forward and lets his glasses slide down his nose. He laces his fingers together. “A crush? On who?”

Junhui and Minghao both turn to stare at Wonwoo, who flushes beet red. 

“Oh, hey guys!”

You feel a heavy arm around your shoulder and turn to see, to your abject horror, Mingyu, who scoots his way onto the bench to squeeze in next to you. “What are you doing here,” you hiss at your oversized interloper, but Mingyu just glances pointedly at the spot two tables down where a bunch of upperclassmen are sitting and chatting. You recognize Choi Seungcheol, the president of Mingyu’s frat, and you sigh and deflate. Fine. A promise is a promise.

You smile weakly at the other three guys sitting at your table. “Surprise,” you say flatly,” Mingyu is my boyfriend now.”

You’re momentarily distracted by a loud honking noise as Junhui narrowly avoids choking on his bubble tea and spraying the table through his nose. 

“Mingyu?!” Minghao sounds simultaneously dismayed and slightly judgemental.

“C’mon, dude,” Mingyu whines, slumping like a kicked puppy. You pat his bicep soothingly. “You don’t have to make it sound that bad.”

Minghao and Junhui share a conspicuous glance. Mingyu isn’t the type of guy you’d usually go for, but you think this reaction is a bit uncalled for. “He’s not that bad,” you find yourself defending your fake boyfriend. “Mingyu is nice, and he’s really tall.”

You blink. Mingyu turns his pout on you now. “Nice and really tall? Are you for real?”

“It’s true,” you scowl at him. “Are you here to study, or did you just come by to get on my nerves?”

“Okay, well,” Junhui interjects sharply, “Wonwoo and I should get going.”

“Wait, but you two just got here,” you attempt to protest, but Wonwoo, who had been quiet this whole time, stands up and slings his backpack over his shoulder.

“I’ll see you later, Y/N,” he says to you, before leaving along with Junhui. 

(It’s not until later, when you’re lounging with Minghao in the living room of your shared apartment, that it hits you, again, but this time with its full weight.

“Wonwoo likes someone,” you say out loud. It’s not a question.

Minghao glances up form his book at you with a frown plastered across his face, his brows creased with irritation. He evaluates you carefully over the silver rims of his glasses, which you know aren’t prescription but are mainly there to make him look elegant and intellectual.

“...yes,” he finally acknowledges.

You frown despite yourself. “I wonder who it is.”

“What does it matter to you,” Minghao scoffs, “you’re dating Mingyu, remember?”

“You can pretend to hate Gyu, but I know you like him better than any of the rest of us.” You really hadn’t been expecting to defend Mingyu twice in a day, but you suppose that’s life as Kim Mingyu’s girlfriend. “And anyways, Wonwoo and I have been friends since we were kids. I can’t believe he didn’t tell me earlier.”

“Yeah, he probably can’t believe it either,” Minghao mutters under his breath so quietly, you almost miss it. Then, in a louder voice, he chides, “don’t think too much about it, yeah? You still have to reply professionally to his advice request. His anonymous advice request.”

“Right,” you sigh dejectedly, frowning at your laptop balanced across your knees. “How do I tell him that he’s not a nerd and a loser without giving away that I know who he is?”

Minghao shrugs. “Maybe tell him to be patient. Or maybe tell him to try to start getting over his crush.”

You consider his suggestion for a moment. It’s appealing, but then the thought of Wonwoo wasting away in his dark bedroom, sighing as he pines over his unrequited love, flashes across your mind. “I just don’t want him to be sad.”)

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“C’mon, he was right on top of you,” Wonwoo complains. You can hear the creaking of his gaming chair in the background, undoubtedly as he rises from his reclined position to gulp down more of whatever energy drink he has in his mini fridge this week. You groan and dig your fingers into the junction between your neck and shoulder, trying with little success to work out the knot that’s developed over this last round of PUBG.

“Wonwoo, that’s the problem, I suck at close range,” you huff in response, “you know I get panicky and forget to turn off auto-fire.”

It’s game night, and you and Wonwoo have been at it for the past two hours. Your paper isn’t done yet, but it can wait. It’s been over a decade since the years when the two of you would spend your summers together playing video games and walking aimlessly around the neighborhood with half-melted popsicles, talking for hours. But even as your social circles diverted from his, it’s always been something of an unspoken agreement that for this, you’d always make time for Wonwoo, and he’d always make time for you.

“Another round?” You and Wonwoo both ask the question at the same time. There’s a pause, and then you’re both laughing. Even over the headset mic, Wonwoo’s laugh is loud and unrestrained. It feels like a secret, a side of Wonwoo that he saves just for you and for Friday nights spent on opposite sides of the monitor.

“So.” You’re still waiting for the next match to start when Wonwoo breaks the comfortable silence. “Mingyu?”

You fidget at the ties of your hoodie. It’s stolen from Wonwoo, and you’ve had it since middle school at least. “Yeah?”

“Interesting choice.”

“What does that mean?”

He makes a casual, noncommittal noise. “I’m just surprised. I didn’t see it coming, and you didn’t tell me about it.”

You open your mouth to tell him that it’s actually all a ruse, to explain the whole situation, but the hard, petulant edge to his voice makes you pause. Wonwoo sounds… upset. But not quite upset. Jealous?

“Wonwoo,” you laugh. Onscreen, the timer counting down to the start of the match appears, and you jam on the space bar to make your character jump over his character’s prone body. “Wonwoo, are you jealous?”

Over your headphones, you hear the sound of his gaming chair squeaking. “I’m not jealous,” he says, in a tone of voice that sounds exactly like Wonwoo when he’s jealous. 

“You are. Where are we landing?” You toggle to the map in the game and zoom in on the path that the plane is taking. The player count in the bottom starts dropping as other players jump out. 

“Blue marker, does that look good to you? There’s a few houses we can loot, and it’s not close to the flight path. If we get bad circle placement, you can shoot me in the foot, if you want. As a treat.”

“Yeah, fine. Lead the way, boss. Anyways, why are you jealous?” You suppress the flutter in your chest. There’s no reason for you to get your hopes up. 

“You’re my friend,” Wonwoo says simply. It feels like a heavy towel being thrown over you. “You used to tell me everything. Mingyu is… fine,” he admits reluctantly. “He’s a good guy. I’m happy for you.”

Your heart clenches. You want to say something soft and sincere, but instead, you return with a jab. “You can’t be upset at me for keeping secrets, Wonwoo. What was Junhui saying about you liking someone?”

“Junhui just says stuff sometimes,” he replies curtly. 

You frown. “Junhui isn’t a liar, though. Who is it?” You ask, despite everything in you telling yourself that you don’t want to know the answer. “Who are they? Maybe I can talk to them for you.”

He laughs humorlessly. “It doesn’t matter. She’s in a relationship with someone else.”

You almost sigh in relief, but you stop yourself just in time. Why are you relieved? “Oh, Wonwoo. That sucks. She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.”

Wonwoo makes a noise that tells you he’s shrugging. “She deserves better than me.”

“Hey!” You sit up, straightening your spine in indignation. “Don’t say that. You’re great, Wonwoo. You’re criminally underappreciated. You’re smart and you’re so sincere and kind, and maybe other people don’t acknowledge it, but you’re really funny and interesting.”

He’s quiet for a moment, and the only thing you hear is the game audio as your character collects supplies and clears the building the two of you are in. “Let me know if you find any gun that’s not a pistol, by the way. I have a 2x scope on me.”

“Thank you,” Wonwoo replies. You know he’s not talking about the scope.

Even though the two of you are gaming individually in your own rooms, you want nothing more than to tug off your headphones and go down the two flights of stairs to Wonwoo’s apartment and give him a hug.

“I have an AKM and a bunch of healing items on me,” Wonwoo says, “come to me and you can have whatever you want.”

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It would have been much less embarrassing if you had realized it last week when you were walking to class and Wonwoo had stopped you in the middle of the sidewalk to pluck a fallen leaf from your hair with that stupidly fond expression plastered on his face; or maybe when you accidentally fell asleep in his bed during an afternoon study session and woke up later with your head on his shoulder, legs tangled together, the sound of his soft snoring puffing in your ear, his hand held loosely in yours. Maybe in another life, it would have been one of those soft, romantic moments, like something out of a coming of age anime. But no, because you’re you and your life is the way it is, the moment you realize you’re in love with Wonwoo goes like this:

It’s Sunday, noon already, and you’re in Wonwoo’s shared apartment. Junhui had let you in earlier when you had knocked at their door until your knuckles were sore. When you burst unceremoniously into Wonwoo’s bedroom, he’s still asleep with his glasses on, smudged and crooked, and his phone on his chest. You frown. “Wake up, Wonwoo. Did you fall asleep while watching dramas again?”

Wonwoo jumps slightly and lifts his head, brows furrowing. “Huh?”

“You said you’d go to lunch with me.” You extend your arms and spin to show off your cute, perfectly coordinated outfit, picked out specifically to match the instagram trap you’re going to. You even broke out the eyeliner and glitter eyeshadow to match the cute knit cardigan and wool miniskirt you put on. “What hat should I wear? The fuzzy bucket hat,” you hold up option one, “or the beret,” you hold up option two, looking down at Wonwoo expectantly.

Your best friend groans and collapses back onto the bed, eyes sliding shut. “Um. The beret.”

“Okay great, now get out of bed. Our reservation is soon and you still need to wash your face and get dressed.” You poke at his cheek, which is greasy from sleep and still bears the imprint of his pillow. 

“Can you get Minghao to go with you instead?” He doesn’t bother opening his eyes.

“Nope,” you respond, popping the ‘p’, “he has dance practice.”

“Mingyu?”

“He said he had a textile arts club meeting?” You frown. “I’m not sure what it is, but he’s been crocheting like crazy for it this week.”

“Um,” Wonwoo smacks his hand over his face, clearly trying to think of other options. He forgets, however, that he fell asleep with his glasses on, and ends up jamming the frames against this cheek. “Ow. Ok, what about, uh, Seokmin?”

You pout at him even though he can’t see it. “Wonu,” you whine, sitting down on his bed, “I want to go to lunch with you, though.”

At that, he finally cracks his eyes open. “Why?”

Because, you want to say, I don’t want to do this with anybody other than you. You briefly try to imagine doing this whole thing– dressing up, making a reservation, taking pictures and walking around town, huddling together in a cafe in the afternoon to watch the latest Nintendo Direct together– with anybody else, but you just quite settle on it comfortably. No. It has to be Wonwoo. Because Wonwoo is your best friend, because Wonwoo has always been there for you, because Wonwoo just gets you, better than anybody ever has, and every moment you spend with Wonwoo, you feel your mood lifting and relaxing. Because you trust Wonwoo and he trusts you, and because you know him, and you love him–

You love him.

Oh.

Oh.

You’ll have to process that later. “Because you have a car and you can drive me,” you tell Wonwoo instead, shoving the revelation down to the back of your mind and putting it in a box labeled problems for future me.

“Fine,” Wonwoo acquiesces, sitting up with enormous effort. His hair is still sticking up in all directions, making him look like a big dark dandelion. A part of you expects to see him in a different light, now that you think you love him, like there’s supposed to be cherubs singing and starlight in his eyes or something, but instead, you just see regular old Wonwoo. Your best friend. He doesn’t suddenly look like a vision sent from heaven, he just looks sleepy and crusty and a little greasy.

“Hurry up and brush your teeth,” you tell him, slapping him lightly on his belly and laughing at the resulting ouuff that jerks out of him, “you have morning breath and I can smell it from here.”

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From: kwon.soonyoung@svt.edu To: ask_cherry_svt@gmail.com Re: advice

Dear Cherry, my friend is in love with his childhood friend but she doesn’t love him back :( how do we make her fall in love with him? from anonymous

“Hm,” you sigh out loud, “I wonder if Soonyoung knows that the anonymous signoff is made moot by the fact that he emailed this one in instead of using the anonymous submission box.” You’re draped on the couch with your legs propped all the way up and your laptop on your chest as you scroll through this week’s Am I The Asshole Wednesday submissions.

“You can ignore him,” Minghao says, passing by with a full bottle of wine in each hand on his way to put them away in the kitchen. “I don’t think you should be giving any love advice when your own love life is a mess,” he sniffs. 

“You’re the asshole,” you announce, not looking up from your screen. “That was for you, Minghao.” Clearly, he’s still mad at you after you had revealed the whole Mingyu situation to him a few nights ago. You still remember the blistering look that Minghao had thrown at you, like you’re the dumbest human he’s ever had the supreme displeasure of knowing.

“I guess you don’t want to go to the dance team party with me, then,” your roommate responds smoothly, returning from the kitchen. It’s only 6pm, but Minghao is already dressed in a silk pajama set with a matching robe, lenseless glasses frames perched on the tip of his nose, smelling of strawberry-scented lotion as he pours himself a glass of wine.

You scowl at him.  “Fine. I don’t care.” Turning back to your laptop, you scroll past a few more boring submissions on your hunt for the truly salacious stuff your classmates get up to. “I wonder what Soonyoung is even talking about, though,” you mumble, half to yourself, as you click on the next interesting subject line.

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In retrospect, Mingyu was definitely going to win that Greek God competition, even if Jaehyun from Nu Kapp put up a good fight.

Mingyu’s physique is certainly impressive, and the audience erupted when he won the (shirtless and oiled-up, for some reason) pushup contest, but his clumsiness eventually led him to lose at every other physical challenge. It was his overwhelming victory in the popularity vote and personality contest that got him to first place. It’s probably all because of his unwavering friendliness and his constant need for affirmation manifesting into an overwhelming desire to be helpful, but you like to think that maybe you helped too.

That’s why you’re here, in the kitchen of the Sigma house, absolutely wasted at the celebration party the frat is throwing in honor of Mingyu being crowned the best frat star on campus. Between the blunt that you, Mingyu, Minghao, and Seokmin, another friend in your year, had passed around upstairs, and all the shots that Mingyu had plied you with, you’re feeling weirdly bouncy and giggly and not entirely sure if you’ll remember this the next morning.

“Okay, so,” Mingyu mumbles, pulling you closer as the two of you nestle in a corner, away from whatever is going on at the beer pong table, “we should stage a breakup, right?”

You giggle against the hollow of his throat, arms looped over his shoulders. “Can we make it your fault?”

He whines like a kicked puppy. “Why can’t we make it mutual? Jeonghan would kick my ass.”

“Fine, fine,” you huff, not at all reluctant. “We should give it some time so it’s not suspicious, right?”

“Yeah.” Mingyu nods, accidentally knocking his chin against your forehead. “You’re so smart.”

“Which means I’m still on girlfriend duty tonight,” you conclude.

“Oh, come on.” Mingyu’s hands come down to rest at your waist, his fingertips skimming along the waistband of your skirt, eliciting a shiver from you when you feel his rough, warm skin against yours. “You make it sound like a chore.”

You sigh. Oh well, you could do much worse than Mingyu.

You’re not sure if it’s the weed or the alcohol, or maybe just jealousy at this fake version of yourself that’s happy with a boyfriend and not moping over an unrequited crush on your childhood best friend, but you find it strangely easy to lean up and attach your lips to Mingyu’s, feel the wet heat of his tongue in your mouth. and Mingyu, pliant under your grip as always, kisses you back, going along with it without a second thought.

“No offense,” he pants as he parts from you, “but I don’t think I want to hook up with you.”

You blink at him. “Do you want me to leave?”

“No, no,” he clarifies quickly, “you’re a good kisser, I just don’t want things to be weird between us, which I think might happen if we hook up.”

“If fake dating didn’t make things weird, I’m not sure that hooking up would,” you laugh, more of a giggle than anything. You attach your lips to his jaw, pulling him down towards you so you don’t have to crane your neck. 

“And also,” he nudges at the hair behind your ear with his nose, “you’re like, totally wasted right now.”

“You’re not sober either,” you shoot back, accusatory.

“More sober than you,” he shoots back. He’s right, though. His large stature means that he can hold his liquor much better than you. “It wouldn’t be fair,” he pouts, stubborn, “and I’m not a creep.”

“Fine.” You tug lightly at the short hairs on the back of his head. 

“Are… are you okay?”

Mingyu’s question makes you hesitate for a moment. You lean your flushed cheek against the jut of his collarbone. “I’m drunk,” you respond flatly.

“No, not that, you’re just usually not this…” you feel Mingyu gulp, “clingy.”

You wonder if you should tell him about Wonwoo and your stupid pointless crush that’s starting to feel less like a crush every time you’re with him and more like… something deeper. Something frightening, like a yawning chasm, just waiting for you to fall in.

You’re saved the effort of further deliberation, however, when Mingyu suddenly raises his head and interrupts your thoughts. “Hey, isn’t that Wonwoo?”

You lift yourself off of Mingyu’s chest and look behind you. True to his word, it really is Wonwoo, standing by the door, jacket on, looking at you like a deer caught in the headlights. 

“Huh, he doesn’t usually come to these,” Mingyu observes, tugging idly at the bottom of your shirt. “I wonder why he’s here.”

You think you know why he’s here, though. Earlier, back upstairs, you had excused yourself to the bathroom to take a quick breather. Through an alcohol and weed induced haze, you had belatedly realized that it’s Friday night, and you’re late.

you: cn you come pick me u you: at sigma wonu: are you ok? i’ll be there in a few you: sry im drunk you: wanna go home w u

Now, staring Wonwoo dead in the eyes, you realize with a jolt that you had never told him why you asked him to pick you up. You peel yourself off your fake boyfriend and stumble, clumsily, towards Wonwoo, trying your best to ignore the way the room spins around you.

“Wonu,” you whine reaching out to him.

He frowns. “Are you okay? What’s happening?”

“I’m drunk,” you tell him.

“I know.” He extends his arm and lets you cling on to him as you stumble into his torso.

“And it’s Friday night,” you look up at him.

“Yes.”

“We’re supposed to be playing Overwatch together.” You give him the best puppy eyes you can muster, and he blinks at you, looking flustered.

“Huh?”

“Overwatch,” you insist, tugging him towards the door. “Friday night. It’s Wonwoo and Y/N night.”

“Is… is this what you called me over here for?”

You nod and begin dragging Wonwoo out by the wrist. 

The cool air outside hits your flushed skin like a wave, like you’re jumping into a pool. Wonwoo is silent and lets you continue to cling onto him as he walks you to where he had parked on the side of the street, directly under a streetlight.

You slide into the passenger seat. Wonwoo hands you a bottle of water, cap already removed for you. “Hydrate,” he orders. 

“Sorry,” you whimper, somewhat pathetically.

He frowns. “Why are you apologizing?”

“I must be so annoying,” you mumble, feeling tears welling up in your eyes.

“No,” Wonwoo reaches out and takes your hand over the center console. “You’re not annoying.”

You watch him as he drives. He’s so handsome, your alcohol-addled mind supplies. 

“You don’t think I’m annoying?”

“Never.”

Wonwoo says it like a promise.

Silence falls over the two of you as he drives through campus, all the way back to the student housing unit that both of you live in. He turns off the engine, leaving a silence that feels even more all-encompassing. He looks over at you, face half hidden in the shadows and half illuminated by the orange lamplight outside. “Is Minghao home?���

“N…no, he’s back at the party.”

“Okay, we’re going back to my apartment, then,” he decides.

You blink. “Huh?” But you’re already stumbling out of his car and spilling onto the sidewalk, all wobbly legs and loose limbs. 

“I’m taking you back to my place,” Wonwoo repeats. “You need someone to watch you and make sure you don’t wander off and get lost in the city,” he explains drily.

“‘M okay,” you whine futilely. It’s especially unconvincing, since you’re still stumbling over your own feet and leaning against him. 

Wonwoo lets you rest your cheek on his shoulder and cling onto him as he lets you into his apartment, gets you a glass of water, and digs up a pack of makeup wipes from out of nowhere and sits you on his bed and starts to get to work. 

A small (very drunk) part of you bristles at the appearance of the makeup wipes, and you try to scowl, even as Wonwoo gently wipes at your smudged eyeliner. “Whose are these? Do you have a lot of girls over here or something?”

“They’re Junhui’s, he uses them,” Wonwoo explains. He dabs at one last spot in the corner of your right eye, then announces, “there, you’re all done.”

You open your eyes to see Wonwoo grinning dopily at you. “You’re cute,” you poke at his cheek, and he laughs quietly. Seokmin used to be afraid of him, he had confessed to you, and you wonder why, because the Wonwoo you know is so soft, so loveable, so goofy and cute. 

The Wonwoo you know is shy and awkward and doesn’t quite know how to fit himself into social situations. He’s clumsy and absentminded and needs someone to take care of him, to dote on him and give him attention.

The Wonwoo that you know, you’ve known since you were in second grade, standing over the boy you had knocked over with a rubber kickball, staring at him as he sniffled on the woodchips and glared at you through big watery eyes. That day, you decided right then and there that this boy would be yours, and now…

“Wonwoo,” you blurt out without thinking, “I’m in love with you.”

His breath catches. Wonwoo pauses, digesting your clumsily delivered confession, and then he makes the most awful expression you have ever seen on him.

It’s raw hurt, sharp, painful. His mouth twists and his brows furrow and he looks at you like you’re something to be afraid of. You hate it. You hate that you’re the cause of it, that he’s feeling this, whatever it is, because of you, even though you’re not sure why.

“Really,” you insist. You reach out to grab his hand, but he pulls away from you. “It’s true. I’m in love with you.”

You hear a sharp intake of breath. “You’re not,” he says. “You’re in love with Mingyu. You’re happy with him.”

“I’m not… I’m not in love with him,” you try to explain, but your liquor-numbed lips are clumsy and you trip over your words. You lean towards him, slanting your face up, because you want to kiss him so badly it’s all you can think of. Wonwoo shoves you back, hard. 

“Don’t,” he bites, voice sharp and tense.

“I’m in love with you,” you repeat, reaching out to him, but he pushes your hand back and steps away. Like he’s afraid of you.

“Don’t do it. You’re drunk.” His voice wavers slightly. “Don’t do something you’ll regret tomorrow.”

You shake your head, but Wonwoo looks at you with so much hurt and confusion in his eyes, you can’t bring yourself to argue. “Wonu,” you whisper, reaching out to rest your fingertips on his wrist, “please don’t cry.”

He takes a long, shuddering breath, eyes closed, and then when he exhales and opens his eyes again, his expression is impassive. Unreadable.

“Go to sleep,” he says flatly. “Tomorrow you’ll wake up and go back to your boyfriend, and you’ll be happy that nothing happened tonight.”

He closes the door to his bedroom, leaving you in the darkness.

(Wonwoo is cold.

He’s always a little cold, but in his haste to escape earlier, he hadn’t gotten a blanket or even changed into sweats before closing the door behind him, and now Wonwoo lays on the couch, his feet hanging over the armrest, staring at the ceiling. 

I’m in love with you, your voice rings in his head. Wonwoo’s cheek still burns where you had gently rested your hand earlier. If he hadn’t known any better, Wonwoo might have believed you and given in to his most guilty, far-off fantasy, the one where you love him back.

But Wonwoo does know better. He saw the way you were draped all over Mingyu at the party, the way you giggled into his neck when Mingyu slipped his fingertips under the him of your shirt. Mingyu is good for you, Wonwoo decides. Like you, Mingyu is bright and out-going, popular, well-liked, good at receiving love and gives it readily in return. 

Wonwoo closes his eyes, tries to push away the memory of your body curled into his, and wills his mind into silence so that maybe he can get some sleep tonight.)

You wake up, nauseous and hung over and feeling not at all rested, in Wonwoo’s bed.

Groaning, you swipe at your face, expecting to see a gloopy mess on your fingers, but your makeup has already been removed. You squint at the dim sunlight streaming in through the closed blinds, and you reach around blindly until your fingers close around your phone. 

There’s a smattering of random social media notifications and updates from group chats, but one notification in particular catches your eye.

wonu: i’m outside wonu: where are you? are you ok? wonu: i’m gonna head inside to look for you

You feel your cheeks flush as the memories come trickling back– your drunk texts, insisting that your best friend picks you up, kissing Mingyu, leaving the party with Wonwoo, clinging on to him like a koala…

Gathering your courage and steeling your woozy stomach, you stumble out of bed and throw open the door, poking your head out. Wonwoo is sprawled across the couch, undoubtedly playing some kind of mobile game, when he looks up at you. His hair is sticking up in every possible direction and his shirt is crumpled. “Hi,” he says, expression impossibly neutral.

“Hi,” you grin, waving lamely. “I feel like shit. I didn’t say anything weird or embarrassing last night, did I?”

He raises an eyebrow at you. “You don’t remember?”

You shake your head. “I remember you picking me up from the frat, I think.”

For a split second, he looks relieved. Then, he puts his phone down and laughs at you. “You didn’t do anything embarrassing,” he grins, “except for abandoning your boyfriend at the party because you wanted to play Overwatch with me. C’mon, do you want to get brunch?”

You press your palms against your throbbing forehead. Your brain hurts, and you’re almost sure you half-remember telling Wonwoo that you’re in love with him, but Wonwoo is looking at you expectantly and you’d like nothing more than some french toast and a hot coffee right now, so you shrug. “Sure, lemme wash up and get changed in my apartment first.”

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“Dear Cherry, my friend is hopelessly in love with his childhood best friend, who is currently dating a hot frat dude. Should he just give up? The moping is starting to bum me out and I’m worried my hair is going to fall out. Love, Wen Junhui.”

You wrinkle your nose at the message. “And has anybody ever told Junhui that the whole point of anonymous submissions is defeated when he signs his messages with his full name?”

Minghao looks up from the canvas he’s busy splattering paint on. It’s his semester final project, and you had promised to accompany him in the basement of the fine arts building as he works.

Instead of answering, he looks at you like you’re the densest human he’s ever had the misfortune of meeting. “Maybe he’s not trying to be anonymous. Maybe he’s trying to complain about someone we know.”

You squint at your laptop screen. “Who is this supposed to be about, anyways?”

This time, Minghao actually rolls his eyes at you. “Whatever. Have you broken up with Mingyu yet?”

“Yeah, we broke up two days ago. It was mutual, because Mingyu was genuinely afraid that Jeonghan would kick his ass if we said we broke up with me.”

The two of you had made a whole show of deleting all your carefully staged couple photos off your social media accounts, and then unfollowing and refollowing each other within the span of two days, because as the story goes, you and Mingyu had talked it over and are better as friends than as a couple.

“That’s nice,” Minghao says. He unscrews a jar of turpentine and starts to clean off his brushes. “Maybe you should respond to Junhui’s advice submission.”

You groan. “I’ll just tell him to tell his friend to get over it,” you scowl.

“By the way, what’s wrong with Wonwoo?”

“What do you mean?” You look up. Minghao is now attacking the canvas with a palette knife, carving some dramatic impasto into the paint.

“The last two times all of us hung out together, he’s been all…weird.” Minghao wrinkles his nose. “It’s like he’s some kind of guilty dog. He stares at you when you’re not looking, and then he looks away when you are.”

You chew on your lip, work now long forgotten on your idle laptop. Minghao is right. Wonwoo has been different, but not… different. He’s as unwaveringly weird as always, and he’s been texting you links to youtube cat videos and starting arguments on video game theories as always, but it feels like Wonwoo has been aggressively normal. Like how best friends are supposed to be. Light and easy.

“I don’t know. I feel like he’s been acting weird these days too, but I can’t figure out how.”

“You should talk to him,” Minghao says, like talking to Wonwoo about his feelings is easy or something. Or like talking about your own feelings is easy.  

“Or maybe I shouldn’t,” you sigh. Whatever is going on with Wonwoo, you’re just glad he still wants to hang out with you. You’re not entirely sure what you even did wrong, but you’d be willing to beg on your hands and knees for him to forgive you and to stick by your side. “Whatever. We’re gaming together this Friday, I’ll think about it then, I guess.”

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“Wonu, I’m scared,” you whine into the mic. It’s another Friday night and the two of you are playing PUBG again. You’re in the endgame now– the original 100 has been whittled down to just 5 players remaining, including you but not including Wonwoo, who had been killed earlier and is now spectating you in-game like some sort of ghost. 

“Just sit tight,” he instructs. In your mind’s eye, he’s leaning back in his gaming chair, arms crossed as he observes your gameplay. 

“There’s gunshots,” you complain, “North? I think they’re hiding by those rocks. It sounds like they’ve got a good sniper rifle, too.”

“They don’t know you’re there. Just let the other teams fight it out. You have enough ammo?”

You huff. “I have like, twelve shotgun shells.”

“And you have the location advantage. Just sit and wait for now.”

You sigh, aimlessly panning the camera back and forth in your anxiety. “Fine,” you agree, because despite it all, Wonwoo is still better at this game than you are, and because you trust him. 

Seconds pass. The audio of distant gunfire in crisp surround sound keeps you on edge and tense, so that when you hear Soonyoung, one of Wonwoo’s roommates, you nearly jump out of your skin. 

“Hey, are you busy?”

“Yeah,” Wonwoo replies. His voice is tinny and quiet, but still clear, like he’s slipped his headset off and mic is pushed away. “I’m gaming with Y/N. I’m muted, don’t worry.”

You’re about to shout and let him know that he’s not actually muted, but your curiosity gets the better of you when you hear Soonyoung’s next words:

“Right, speaking of Y/N, that reminds me. Did you hear that Y/N and Mingyu broke up?”

“Oh.” There’s a pause, and then you hear Wonwoo ask, “why?”

“Dunno. Mingyu wouldn’t give me any details. He said something lame, like that they’re better off as friends, or something.”

“Oh. When did this happen?”

“I think on Wednesday? At least that’s what Seungkwan told me.”

“Hm.”

“Anyways, isn’t that great? You can finally shoot your shot!”

“Are you insane, Soonyoung? It’s been less than a week!”

“Well, okay, fair. But next week? She didn’t seem too sad about it in class today.”

“That’s because she was in class. And anyways, this doesn’t change anything between us, so I’m not going to do anything either.”

“Are you kidding me? So you’re just going to keep it a secret forever?”

“Yeah. I’ll die before I tell Y/N that I’m in love with her.”

Oh.

You sit at your desk, staring at your monitor but not seeing anything. Very quietly, you press your fingers against your lips, as hard as you can, and feel the blood rushing past your ears. 

“I’m not going to ruin our friendship over nothing,” Wonwoo continues.

“It’s not nothing,” Soonyoung replies with a pout in his voice. “You’ve been in love with her for years. Since high school, at least.”

“She just sees me as a friend, that’s all,” Wonwoo sighs. 

Since high school. He’s loved you since high school.

You remember the way he looked at you after prom when he was dropping you back off at home. You had gone with him because the boy you wanted to ask you, some boring soccer player, had asked your friend instead, and Jaehyun had already asked (and been rejected by you) twice, and nobody else had asked you to be their prom date. And Wonwoo, awkward and quiet as he was, had fully expected to skip prom completely, but three days before you had shown up at his locker after school, desperate because you already had a dress and a group to go with and tickets but no date, practically begging him to go to prom with you. And without even thinking, Wonwoo had agreed.

That night, when he drive you home, you leaned your head against the car door with the windows rolled down and felt the wind on your face. At the end, when he parked his car on the side of the street in front of your childhood home, you looked over at him and told him. “I’m so glad we’re going to college together, Wonwoo. I want to be with you forever.”

And he had watched you as you said it, quiet, like he was breathless. Like you had said something terrible and incredible at the same time. 

It’s always been Wonwoo beside you, lazy summers spent playing video games, late night phone calls where you’d talk and he’d listen, after class in his car listening to the radio and eating junk food. Had he loved you then? With ketchup on your shirt and acne across your face and poorly box-dyed hair? And had you loved him then too? Before you even knew what love is?

The weight of it is heavy, settling in your stomach like a hot stone. It almost hurts, how much you feel.

You’re interrupted by a very loud spate of gunfire piercing your eardrums and making you jump,  shrieking loudly as you’re killed in-game. Onscreen, your bloodied character rolls limply down the hill as “Better luck next time! #2/48” flashes on top of your game stats.

“Aw, second place, so close,” you hear Wonwoo say. Then he pauses. “Wait. Was I not muted just now?”

“Wonwoo, I’m going downstairs,” you tell him.

“Wait–” his voice is tight and panicked, but you’re already tugging your headset off and grabbing your keys.

You nearly avoid tripping over your feet as you run to the stairwell at the end of the hall and fly down the two flights of stairs, to where Wonwoo is. By the time you’re banging at their door, you’re out of breath and flushed. You’re not sure if the pounding of your heart is from the exertion or if it’s from something else. Anxiety, maybe. Fear. Exhilaration.

Wonwoo answers the door. He looks exactly like you’d expect, with his rumpled tee shirt and sweatpants and bare feet, his glasses on and his bangs pushed back with the bunny shower headband you bought for him last year.

“Hi,” you grin breathlessly at him.

“Hi,” he replies.

“Can I come in?”

He takes a deep breath, like he’s steeling his nerves. “Yeah.” He opens the door wider and steps aside to let you in, and you follow Wonwoo to his room.

It’s dimly lit with the rainbow glow of his gaming setup and the ready screen for PUBG still up on one of his monitors. Wonwoo flicks on the overhead light, which throws the room into sharp relief. The sudden brightness makes everything feel more real, somehow. 

You sit on the edge of Wonwoo’s bed and pat the spot net to you, which he takes. “Wonwoo,” you say.

Wonwoo purses his lips. “How much of that did you hear earlier?”

“All of it,” you chew the inside of your cheek, drumming your fingers against the bedspread. 

“I’m sorry,” he blurts out. “You can pretend I didn’t say any of that.”

“Did you mean it?”

“Huh?” He stares at you with wide eyes.

“What you said earlier.” You pick at a loose thread poking from the hem of your shirt. “Did you mean it when you said you’re in love with me?”

He hesitates, frowning as a conflicted expression briefly flashes across his face, eyebrows drawing together. 

“Wonwoo?” You call his name gently to get his attention. “I’m in love with you too, Wonwoo.”

“I–what?” Wonwoo looks at you like you’ve brown another head. “But, you...  Mingyu?”

You furrow your brows at him. “Mingyu? Didn’t I tell you? We were just faking so he could win that Greek God competition and get free parking next semester.”

“Wait,” he sputters, “so all of that was fake? You were just pretending to be in a relationship?”

“Yeah. I don’t care about Mingyu, I have feelings for you, Wonwoo.”

“You.” Wonwoo takes a deep breath. “You didn’t tell me.”

“I did!” You widen your eyes, adamant. “At karaoke back in October. You, me, Minghao, and Junhui?” It had been after a particularly grueling set of midterms, and the four of you had gone out for some korean barbeque, followed by boba and an extended noraebang session. While Junhui was crooning to an old Cantonese ballad, you were squished on a couch with Minghao and Wonwoo, and the three of you were talking idly about Junhui’s most recent date.

It’s funny, you remember turning and mumbling to Wonwoo, did I ever tell you that Mingyu and I are faking our whole relationship for clout? But Wonwoo hadn’t responded, so you assumed that he didn’t care. Now, it’s looking more like he didn’t even hear you.

“I was asleep,” Wonwoo states in flat disbelief.

“You were asleep,” you repeat slowly.

“It was dark and I was tired. You didn’t notice that I passed out as soon as we dimmed the lights?” He raises his eyebrows as he defends himself, and you bury your face in your hands.

Click. The pieces are all falling in place.

“Wonwoo. I’m so dumb,” you moan. “I run the Ask Cherry column. All those messages from Junhui and Soonyoung. They were about you, weren’t they?”

“Messages? There were more after the first one?!”

“And they were about you being in love with me,” you recall. “This whole time, I thought you liked someone else. Someone who isn’t me.”

There’s a pause. You can hear the sound of Wonwoo’s PC whirring in the background. And then, Wonwoo starts laughing, choked and quiet at first, and then loud, incredulous, almost.

“God,” he gasps between laughs, “we’re both so, so stupid.” And then you’re laughing too.

In retrospect, it’s all ridiculous, this entire situation. You collapse back onto Wonwoo’s bed and laugh until your ribs hurt, and when you turn your head to the side, there’s Wonwoo laying beside you, glasses askew, grinning.

You giggle and reach out to straighten his glasses. “Hi,” you say to him.

“Hi,” he says back, getting up to lean on one elbow. “I’m in love with you, Y/N.”

You feel your smile widen so much, your cheeks hurt. “I’m in love with you, Jeon Wonwoo.”

He looks at you with so much fondness, it takes your breath away. It’s the way he’s always looked at you, you realize, since the two of you weren’t much more than a pair of kids.

“So, now what?”

“Hmm.” You pretend to think. “Can you kiss me about it, then?”

Wonwoo nods, and his hair flops over the bunny headband as he moves his head. “Yeah,” he says, “I think I can do that.”

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(Afterwards, a lot less changes with your relationship with Wonwoo than you thought. After all, he was your best friend for much, much longer than he’s been your boyfriend. He still sends you cat videos at strange hours of the night, and he still sticks sullenly by your side during social outings. Friday nights are still game nights, of course, but now it’s mostly spent on your shared Stardew Valley co-op or cuddling in bed while playing Pokemon together. 

But one thing that changes is the kisses. You kiss Wonwoo whenever you can, because you have so much love to give him and not enough time in the day to tell him all the ways you love him. You try, though, to tell him every moment you can that he’s the cutest, smartest, sweetest, kindest, funniest boy in the world, and that he’s the best friend and boyfriend you could ever ask for.

Wonwoo has a harder time with his feelings, but you know, even without saying. It’s in the way that his fingers linger over your hand when he drops you off in front of your classroom, and the way he gives you first pick on all the best loot when you’re gaming together. And when it’s really late at night and the two of you are huddled under the blankets together, listening to the way your heartbeats collide, he whispers it too. “I love you.”

And, Minghao finally admits it. “Fine,” he grumbles reluctantly while the two of you are preparing the upcoming edition of Ask Cherry, “maybe you’re qualified to give love advice after all.”)

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♤ Introduction To The Characters ♤

- Who Everyone Will Be

Notes: This will just be an intro to who each of the members will be, and what they'll be wearing throughout the story. The reader in the story will be older (around twenty-years-old), since in the original book she's like seven. None of these personalities are true to how the actual members of Seventeen/NCT/The Boyz are. This is purely for entertainment purposes.

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Scoups - Will Be (The Queen Of Hearts)

Personality/Role:

He is new to the throne, but is just about be the same as the old Queen of Hearts. He adores the color red and is very demanding. He constantly feels a lingering sense of purpose, he believes this is ruling the kingdom the way he does. And he's willing to do whatever it takes to stay king and let the kingdom "prosper".

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Jeonghan - Will Be (The Caterpiller)

Personality/Role:

He is calm, collected, and testing. He only speaks in slow sentences that sound like nonsense. He lives in the far part of Wonderland, in the mushroom forest. He doesn't like much play, unlike the other residents of Wonderland. He sits on his mushroom and contemplates his thoughts. if anyone were to give him advice, he'd dismiss it and tell them they're wrong.

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Joshua - Will Be (The White Queen)

Personality/Role:

The younger brother of the King of Hearts, he is exactly the opposite. While the king is calculated, aloof, and tempermental, the white king is eccentric, knowing, and patient. He enjoys sitting in the garden with the catapiller and having 'important' talks.

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Jun & Minghao - Will Be (The Cheshire Cat)

Personality/Role:

The sons of the Cheshire cat, 'The Cheshire Siblings'. They will fill the role of the cheshire cat, and they behave almost the same their father. They spend most of their time hanging out in the trees. They 'help Alice [Reader] get to the right path.

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Wonwoo & Mingyu - Will Be (Tweedle-Dum & Tweedle-Dee)

Personality/Role:

After losing their way in Wonderland themselves like Alice, the 'Dee' twins have started only speaking in Riddlish (Wonderland Language. Basically just confusing sentences and phrases). They reside in the forest just a ways away from The March Hare's house.

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Hoshi - Will Be (Dinah [Alice's Cat])

Personality/Role:

Soonyoung is Alice's [the reader's] cat. He was with her before her decent to Wonderland. After wishing her cat was there to catch the dormouse, the cat then transforms into a human. A human now wishing to be called Hoshi. Hoshi then accompanies Alice [Reader] on her adventure throughout Wonderland from that point on.

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Woozi - Will Be (The Dormouse)

Personality/Role:

Primarily only having tea-parties with the Hatter and the March Hare, the dormouse is expectantly the first one to try to get Alice to leave. He carries a sword in one hand and is very judgmental, but offer a cup of tea, and he's lowered his guard.

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DK - Will Be (The Mad Hatter)

Personality/Role:

After working in a hat making shop that went wrong, the DK wound up in Wonderland. Now he is having a never-ending tea-party with the dormouse and the march hare. He loves games and messing with the white rabbit, since their table is on the path to the queen of heart's Palace.

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Seungkwan - Will Be (The White Rabbit)

Personality/Role:

He is jittery and nervous around people who are higher in power, but confident and judging around people who are "lower". The White Rabbit is very serious about his time, and how he spends it. He used to love drinking tea with the Hatter, until.....

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Vernon - Will Be (The Dodo [The Giant Bird])

Personality/Role:

Not much is to be said about the Dodo, except that he shows up quite a lot. He's with the band of animals, the mock turtle, and with Alice during the trial. He is very polite however and tries to hear everyone s opinions before making a decision. His outfit will look like this.

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Dino - Will Be (The March Hare)

Personality/Role:

The march hare is very...eccentric, to say the least. He is another one who enjoys messing with the white rabbit. He often accompanies The Hatter and The Dorm Mouse to daily tea parties. He lives somewhere near the forest.

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The Reader - Is/Will Be (Alice)

Personality/Role:

She lives a 'normal' life in 'Demanebtonlliwtahtecalp' ('Placethatwillnotbenamed'). Though she has a hard time truly enjoying herself lately. Since recently, her brother Taeil moved in and tries his best to cheer her up, however she goes missing. What happened?

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Special Guests - Secondary Characters [NCT (no specific unit) & The Boyz]

Juyeon - Will Be (The Knave of Spades)

Personality/Role:

He assists the king with whatever he asks. Which is a lot. But, he secretly wants to become the new king of hearts. So, he's kind of a suck up, but he's great at his job. He seems to really 'care' about the kingdom.

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NCT Dream - Will Be (The Jury [During The Trial])

Personality/Role:

They are pretty adamant about being a good jury, even though they're not. They mostly just talk amongst themselves and write down nonsense, but they are the jury so we have to listen to them.

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WayV - Will Be (The Band of Animals [During The Flood of Tears])

Personality/Role:

They were honestly just some regular humanoid animals trying to have a good time, until water comes flooding in out of nowhere ruining there fun. They don't really show up much besides at the flood of years and the trial, but they do make an impact.

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Johnny - Will Be (The Judge)

Personality/Role:

He honestly just wants the trial to be over so he could have some tea. If we're being for real, he doesn't even want to be here. And since he's the judge he could end the trial, but he doesn't want the king to take his head. He mainly just seems like he's trying to make the most out of nothing.

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Taeil - Will Be (Alice's Sister [Brother])

Personality/Role:

Taeil was very aware of his sister's distaste for....anything, so their mother sent him to Alices' [Reader] to live with her for a while. He has no idea how he was supposed to make her feel better, but he'll try his best, no matter what is takes.....

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Jacob - Will Be (The Mock Turtle)

Personality/Role:

The Mock Turtle doesn't really have any role but to be confusing and to provide a little bit of clues. He's found after the tea party with the Hatter.

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Kevin - Will Be (The Trial Reader)

Personality/Role:

The Trial Reader is honestly just here for the vibes, and is only alive because he constantly complies with the kings crazy orders. This doesn't mean he's completely safe though, but safe enough to make snarky comments. He fufills the kings every orders with trials and courwork, this let's him keep his head.

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A/N: I'm so sorry, I literally ghosted this story, but I finally got this out. I honestly just wanted to watch more content from each group to get a feel of how they act, to add things in the story.

But, I'm kind of excited to actually start the story, I already have some ideas to add into the plot.

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taetown410 /// Main Masterlist /// Dream Of Me In Wonderland Masterlist

[ambivartence]

Siyuan Ask games most beloved!!! ♡♡♡ my question bc I have always wondered: Top 5 nct member solo songs??? :DD (and bc the urge to ask about the Beloved is too strong - bonus question is top 5 mingyu parts of svt songs haha)! Love you ♡

omfg neo solos!! what a great question

1. dream in a dream (ten) - an all time fave!!!!!!!! the traditional instrumentals and the choreo n music video r all so so so so gorgeous and also i loveeee how simple the lyrics are too 2. child (mark) - he blew my mind w this song i think i wrote about it in a prev post but i rly love how angsty n self-reflective it is it's very deep thoughts mark <3 3. night air (doyoung) - from his cafe midnight drama or "hard for me" from the richman ost ahhh idk honestly every doyoung ost and cover is so good he has one of my fave ballad voices next to exo chen and bol4 jinyoung and svt jun hehe ok but my fave is don't say goodbye with rocoberry but it's not a solo (also i need to listen to his newest one for his new drama !!!) 4. long flight (taeyong) - i rly wanted to mention one of his other solos but most of them technically have a feature (monroe w baekhyun and rose with seulgi) so they're not entirely solos but long flight is still rly good!! 5. paint me naked (ten) - honestly i am obsessed w how all three (incl new heroes) of ten's solo songs r so different from each other like his raNGE is incredible and this release was such a delightful surprise even across all the other nct songs n sm songs in general. also i loved how he was able to have a lot of artistic freedom over this project hehe

okay now for bELOVED GYU PARTS!!!!

1. his part in 24H right after wonwoo's bridge with that lil whoo! and the choreo w their arms covering their faces (which i think was my first gyu fanart lol) 24h mingyu just means a lot to me!!!! 2. his bridge in shadow!!!!! uGH truly amazing!!! i love how he exaggerates the pronunciation ! there's like this decadent drawl happening also scoups following right after him is just such a great combo 3. speaking of scoups the _world intro w scoups and gyu!! i feel like this is so high up the list just bc it's such a recent song so the impression is still very fresh on my mind LOL okay but the way i just melt for this part.... help 4. obviously i have to gush about bittersweet <3 him and wonu (and leehi ofc) singing together is such a gift i am so thankful this song exists!! i especially love his lil vocal run in the middle of his first verse and also the outro he does for the song 5. mingyu's trauma chorus especially the impact of him opening the song! i remember it made such a strong impression on me when i was still a baby carat

> ask me my top 5 anything <

[thesleepingnini]

listening to music on headphones after a long time so skl tots ko sa mga pinapakinggan ko tonyt (lol svt lang to haha)

PANG! - Dino's part. That's it. Naappreciate ko na to before but it's beautifully mixed. Medyo malayo lagi on both sides yung pagkakamix ng vocals ng svt (based sa rwy, imperfect love, at crush) but that certain Dino's part is exactly in the middle, so close, I can feel it inside my head!!! so good)

I can't run away - DUDE GUITAR RIFF INTRO IS MAKING ME LOSE MY MIND. From Imperfect love na sobrang layo, biglang lapit nung gitara shet, gulat na gulat ako sez /positive. SCOUPS SCOUPS SCOUPSSSSSSSSSS (realtime sigaw sa bridge(?))

Ruby - (stremed on soundcloud kasi mas maganda quality don) tagal ko pinagisipan kung ano katunog nung intro. IT WAS CRUSH'S SOFA hnnggg. also there's a sound before the strings(?), like something is burning. I hated that cymbals at first, but it's the thing adding to the texture. ALSO, THE ELECTRIC GUITAR PART going back and forth on my left and right ear is making my head turn, i feel like im being taken to outer space /pos ufnsgsudneb

Check-in - definitely meant to be listened in a speaker, it slaps better LOUD and heard through the whole room

Child - Mark Lee making me feel multitude of emotions. I literally cried!!! (still in tears while writing this). This piece is divine, the best thing that happened this year by far. While listening, I can imagine the child in me holed up inside of me, after layers of pretentions, and sucking up just to perform in society. It's there crying, forgotten, and having nowhere to go. I honestly can write a whole essay about this song, it's that beautiful. Mark really revealed himself through this song and I couldnt be more proud. ALSO, the fact that he raps and sings in a low tone in a song?!?!??! what more can i ask for???

Home - svt. was about to get mad at how their voices are always mixed so far but this song finally came through!!! Vernon's rap and Wonwoo's chorus are the highlight. They're so low and close to my ears, i feel like I can eat their voices if that makes sense jcndgxjdjd

24H - aside from the fact that im so distracted thinking about ww's abs from the MV, this song is required to be heard with bass boosted because THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT. The anti-drop lives by the bass and that needs to be boosted!!!