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Chapter Four: Hidden Moments

[Y/n's POV]:

Casual dating was supposed to be simple, right? Just a way to see where things go without any pressure. But when you’re in the public eye and surrounded by your friends—especially the other members of Seventeen—it becomes a bit more complicated. For weeks, Dino and I had been navigating our new relationship quietly. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once. We’d go out, share moments that felt stolen from a romantic movie, and return to our respective groups, pretending everything was normal. But normal was hard to define when every secret glance and shared laugh made my heart race.

I found myself constantly smiling during practice, and it didn’t go unnoticed. The members teased me about it, asking if I was seeing someone, but I brushed it off with a laugh, insisting I was just happy to be with them. They didn’t need to know that my happiness stemmed from those moments spent with Dino—moments that felt electric and full of promise.

It was one of those afternoons when I arrived at the practice room earlier than usual. I watched as the members of Seventeen went through their routines, and the energy in the room was infectious. But my mind was elsewhere, replaying the previous night in my head. We had gone out for late-night snacks, just the two of us, and Dino had playfully challenged me to a food-eating contest. Watching him devour his food with that competitive spark in his eyes had made my heart flutter. “Y/N!” Joshua called, breaking me from my thoughts. “Are you even listening?”

“Yeah, sorry!” I said, shaking my head as if to clear the thoughts of Dino from my mind. “What’s up?” “Just making sure you’re still with us. You look like you’re a million miles away,” he replied, raising an eyebrow.

“Just… thinking,” I said, hoping my smile didn’t look too forced. The practice continued, and I felt myself getting lost in the rhythm of the choreography. But every time Dino glanced my way, it was like a current surged through me, igniting my senses. I tried to focus, to stay present, but thoughts of him were insistent.

After practice, I suggested grabbing dinner with the members, hoping to blend in and keep my relationship with Dino under wraps. As we walked to the restaurant, I found myself walking next to him. Our hands brushed, and I quickly pulled away, pretending to be engrossed in the conversation with Woozi. Dino’s laughter floated over to me, and it filled the space between us. It was warm and inviting, making my heart skip. But as the others chattered around us, I felt a twinge of guilt. Here we were, pretending in front of our friends, yet I couldn’t help but relish the hidden moments we shared. Later that evening, as we sat at a table crowded with members, I caught Dino’s eye across the table. He smiled at me, a secret that only we understood.

In that moment, it was just us, no one else around. I felt like we were in our own little bubble, shielded from the world.

But I also knew that keeping our relationship a secret wouldn’t last forever. Each time I laughed at a joke or shared a glance with him, I was reminded that we were straddling the line between friendship and something more. I didn’t want to rush anything, but the thrill of it all was intoxicating.

After dinner, we headed back to the dorm, and as we walked side by side, I could feel the tension simmering beneath the surface. Dino nudged me with his shoulder, and I felt a familiar warmth spread through me. “Hey,” he said quietly, as we stepped into the hallway, away from prying eyes. “You okay?”

“Yeah, just a little overwhelmed,” I admitted, glancing around to make sure no one was listening. “It’s hard to keep this a secret.” He nodded, his expression serious yet soft. “I know. But I think it’s worth it.” I smiled, feeling a rush of excitement at his words. “Me too.” And as we stood there, hidden from the rest of the world, I couldn’t help but think that maybe this casual dating thing would lead us somewhere beautiful.

For now, though, I was content to savor our stolen moments, wrapped in the warmth of what we had—just us against the world.

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This is going to be an introduction post !!! Thank you for visiting my blog and liking my content! Will be posting regularly from now on <3

Heyy I'm 23 years old, just graduated University with Honours in English Literature so you could say I'm a Literature fanatic (?) or maybe not 👀

I'm into various things, I like experimenting with different hair colours, I like binge watching Netflix shows, I'm currently learning Korean (it's so hard) and i listen to music all day 24*7. I'm into R&B, Pop and Slow Rock but i vibe to any genre if it has meaningful lyrics and a great melody.

I used to sketch and now I write fanfics... At least i think so. So my hobbies keep changing.

Hope you're doing well! ❤️

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As an introvert, it was really hard for me to express myself and i really tried to look for ways in which I could express my emotions and feelings. Coming from a Musically-inclined family, musicality came naturally to me. I took part in vocal competitions in school and was always listening to music no matter what the situation at home was like.

It has become a part of me to an extent where I am able to study for my hardest exam with music in the background. It's crazy how music can really keep you under control, get in touch with your own feelings and own your moment. I have been listening to songs from different cultures since i was a kid. I discovered k-pop in 2012-13 when Girls Generation was in their prime and "Gangnam Style" had just been released. I was really into One Direction then and did not really think of delving into anything new as I was comfortable enough.

2018-19 was when I first started to hear my school mates talk about K-pop and I was really curious as to what it was all about. Time skip to 2020 when i first heard "Chicken Noodle Soup" by j-hope on the TV during lockdown. I was very curious about him and he was the first member of BTS that I was able to recognise. I heard about Jungkook a couple of times before that but i did not really know what he looked like.

In 2021, my sister introduced me to BTS with "Film Out"! That song was a God-sent... And i really thank her for sending me a link to that song because it changed my life. "Film Out" is one of their best songs and it holds a very special place in my heart! I started stanning them in April 2021 and my first comeback was "Butter".

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{My Ults} :

BTS 🌸💜

SEVENTEEN 🌻🩷

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BTS

It's been 4 years and i still don't regret my decision of stanning them. They basically changed my life, helped me when no one could and made me the person i am today. They are my "Idols" and more like a family to me. I would do anything just to meet them in person and thank them for all that they do! {I'm not a stalker, dw ;}

I get it when people say that BTS saved them. (⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

Their awesome discography has broadened my taste in music and also introduced me to other groups!

I need them as 7/7 ASAP ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

(i love this picture of them) 💕

SEVENTEEN

I first heard of Scoups during the Idol Championships when he competed with Jungkook. I then found out about SEVENTEEN in 2021 when they did "In the Soop" but never really thought about getting into them as I was really occupied with university stuff. In 2023, during their promotion for "FML", I saw a lot of people talking about them online which made me curious enough to go check them out.

"Hot" was the first video that I watched, and i got ADDICTED!!!!???? like please bring Red-haired Minghao back (?) jebal 😭 well, that was enough to help me fall down the rabbit hole. Their personalities stood out to me the most along with their great music as well! GOING SEVENTEEN became a weekly ritual for me (i miss it so bad 😔) and i couldn't go without watching it.

They are like my besties and some of the most relatable idols out there... Lol. Such freaking crackheads, they literally said NOPE to their Idol image.

They are enlisting soon while BTS is coming back, idk whether to be happy or sad. {(⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั)}

I miss wonu already :(

Some groups i would like to get to know more deeply:

Enhypen: ( I've already watched "iland" so I know a bit and i have recently started watching "En o'clock" so I'm trying to understand what they are like as individuals. Since Jay's cover of Bon Jovi's "Always", i made up my mind that I HAVE to get into Enhypen. My bias is Heeseung {01 line~chingu} and it's been that way since "iland". Jay is my bias wrecker (?) I'm not sure for now. THEIR VISUALS ARE NO JOKE ISTG I'VE NEVER SEEN A MALE GROUP SO CRAZY 😭😭😭😭XOXOXO

Groups i vibe to nevertheless:

Ateez: I have watched a few episodes of "Wanteez" and they seem really fun and have sexy music and amazing visuals. My bias is Hongjoong (the captain), he is my typ-a-guy 🌸 bias wrecker is definitely Wooyoung (babygirl).

Tomorrow×Together: They are like my brother's and BTS are the parents lol... Recently they've been making awesome music. Idk them well enough to comment on their personalities but i would like to get to know them as well! 🤗 I like Yeonjun's passion for what he does and Beomgyu's crackhead energy 😩

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Chapter Three: Unspoken Confessions

[Dino's POV]:

After practice, the usual chaos followed. Seventeen was known for their lively dinners, especially when the entire group was together, and tonight was no different. We crammed into the dorm, food spread across every surface, laughter bouncing off the walls. I could see the younger members teasing Woozi, and Seungkwan’s dramatic retelling of something that had happened earlier that day had everyone in fits.

Normally, I’d be right in the middle of it, joking with Mingyu or poking fun at Joshua. But tonight, my mind was elsewhere—on her.

She sat across the room, in between Hoshi and Vernon, laughing at whatever joke they were sharing. She seemed so at ease, so comfortable with my members, and it reminded me how long she’s been a part of my life. Her laughter, her presence—it felt like home, even when everything else was constantly changing. But there was something more now. That moment in the practice room earlier had shifted something between us. It was subtle, but undeniable. Every time our eyes met, I felt a pull I couldn’t ignore. The tension was there, simmering beneath the surface, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep pretending it wasn’t.

I sat there, barely listening to the conversation around me, lost in thought. Could I really take that step? Could I risk what we had for something more? The fear of losing her—of losing the friendship we’d built over twelve years—kept me from saying what I really wanted to. But at the same time, I couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe we were both ready for something different. “Yah, Dino, you’re quiet tonight,” Minghao called from across the room, pulling me out of my thoughts. He smirked knowingly, and I caught the subtle glance he shot her way.

I cleared my throat, shaking my head. “Just tired, hyung.”

Hoshi grinned, nudging her playfully. “He’s probably still recovering from that killer practice you two had. What were you even working on? You were in there for hours.” She laughed, brushing it off with that easy smile of hers. “Just going over some new choreo for the Unit Performance. Nothing too crazy.” I could feel her glance at me, though, and the weight of that shared moment we’d had earlier settled between us again. I smiled back at her, trying to act like everything was normal, but I could see the way her expression softened, like she was thinking the same thing I was.

The night went on, but the energy between us never faded. Every time I caught her eye, or when our hands brushed while passing food, the tension grew. It was like we were the only two people in the room, even with the noise of the members around us. Eventually, dinner wound down, and one by one, the others started to drift off—some to their rooms, others to the couch, where Jeonghan and DK were already locked in a fierce video game battle. I figured she’d want to leave too, since it was getting late, but when the others started saying goodbye, she stayed. I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not, but when I saw her still sitting there, sipping her water quietly, I knew I had to talk to her.

I stood up, stretching a little. “Wanna get some air?” I asked her, keeping my tone casual. She looked up at me, her eyes catching mine for a second before she smiled. “Yeah, sure.”

The cool night air was a welcome relief after the heat of the dorm, and we walked in silence for a few moments, the city lights glowing in the distance. I shoved my hands into my pockets, trying to gather my thoughts. We’d had countless walks like this before, back when we were trainees, sneaking out after long practices to clear our heads. But this time, it felt different. The unspoken tension between us was still there, hanging heavy in the cool air. “You’ve been quiet tonight,” she said softly, echoing Minghao’s words from earlier. “Something on your mind?” I glanced at her, feeling the weight of her question. There was so much on my mind, and I wasn’t sure how to say any of it without risking everything. But the way she looked at me, with that same openness and understanding she’d always had, made me feel like maybe this was the right time. Maybe we’d both been waiting long enough. “I’ve just been thinking,” I said, my voice a little quieter than usual. “About us. About… everything.”

She stopped walking, turning to face me fully. Her expression was serious now, like she knew exactly what I meant but was waiting for me to say it. “What do you mean?” I swallowed, feeling my heart race as I finally let the words I’d been holding back slip out. “I don’t want to ruin what we have, but lately… I can’t stop thinking about how much you mean to me. Not just as a friend, but as… something more.” Her eyes widened slightly, and I could see the surprise and something else—something softer—flicker across her face. For a moment, neither of us spoke, the weight of my confession hanging between us. I felt the familiar rush of nerves, that old fear of messing up, but I couldn’t take it back now. I didn’t want to.

“I’ve been feeling the same way,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. I blinked, processing her words. Had she just said what I thought she did? “You have?” She nodded, her expression softening as she stepped closer, the space between us shrinking. “Yeah, Chan. I’ve been feeling this way for a while now, but I didn’t know how to say it. I didn’t want to lose what we have either.” Relief washed over me, mixed with a warmth I hadn’t realized I’d been missing. I smiled, letting out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. “I guess we’re both pretty good at hiding things, huh?” She laughed, and the sound was like music in the quiet night. “Yeah, I guess we are.”

For a moment, we just stood there, the city lights twinkling around us, the tension between us finally lifting. It felt like the beginning of something new, something we’d both been waiting for without even realizing it.

“So,” I said, a playful grin tugging at my lips, “how do you feel about maybe… seeing where this goes?” She looked up at me, her eyes shining with that same determination I’d always admired in her. “I’d like that.”

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And just like that, the uncertainty, the questions, the unspoken feelings—all of it faded away. In its place was something new, something we were both ready for. Something that had been waiting for us all along.

Xxxxxx

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Chapter Two: Old Habits and New Feelings

[Y/n's POV]:

The familiar hum of the practice room buzzed around us as we stretched and prepared for yet another painstaking rehearsal. The scent of the wooden floors now then concrete, the distant echo of other trainees in neighboring rooms felt so old to us but still felt like home in a way I couldn’t describe. No matter how far we’d come in our careers, these spaces always grounded me.

“I swear, I still haven’t fully recovered from last week’s tour schedule,” Dino groaned, leaning back against the wall after finishing his stretches. His sweatpants were loose, hanging low on his hips, and his hair was messily pushed back from the endless practices he had endured. It was such a casual look, but lately, even that was doing something to me.

I laughed, tossing him a water bottle. “Well, don’t expect me to take it easy on you just because you’re tired. I’ve been waiting for this session all week.”

He chuckled, unscrewing the cap and taking a long gulp before glancing at me with a playful smile. “You sound just like our trainee days. Always ready to go, no matter how exhausted you are.”

That hit a soft spot. It was true—I was the type to push myself to the limit, and back then, Chan was the one who kept me balanced. If I stayed too late at the practice rooms, he’d be the one dragging me out, saying we’d make up for it tomorrow. Somehow, he had always known what I needed before I even realized it.

We fell into the routine we had known for years. Practice, critique, adjust, repeat. It was like muscle memory at this point, both of us so in sync it was almost as if we were reading each other’s minds. Each step was familiar, but I could sense the shift in our interactions—the stolen glances, the way his hand lingered a second longer on mine when he helped me up from a floor routine.

“Your turn,” he said after we finished a particularly difficult section of choreography. He stepped back, giving me space as I took center stage. I could feel his eyes on me, not as a fellow performer but as something more. It was subtle, the way he watched with an intensity that sent warmth flooding through me.

I launched into the sequence, feeling the music pulse through my body, my movements sharp and precise. But as I spun around, my gaze caught his, and for a split second, I faltered. His eyes weren’t just watching me as a friend or colleague. There was something else there, something that made my heart race and my thoughts blur.

I finished the routine, breathing heavily, trying to shake off the sudden tension that had sparked between us. Chan was quick to clap, stepping closer. “You’ve still got it. If anything, you’ve gotten even better.”

“Thanks,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “You too, Chan. You’ve always been amazing.”

He chuckled, running a hand through his damp hair. “I had a good training partner back then. Couldn’t slack off when you were around.”

The room fell quiet after that, the only sound being our soft breaths and the distant hum of music from the other practice rooms. I could feel the weight of unsaid words hanging in the air between us, both of us too afraid to break the silence, but too aware of how different things felt now.

“Hey,” he said softly, breaking the stillness. His voice was quieter, more serious. “Do you ever think about… you know, the past? What it would’ve been like if things had gone differently?”

His question hung between us, and I felt my heart skip a beat. It wasn’t the first time I’d wondered what could have been, but it was the first time he had ever asked. I knew exactly what he meant—what if we had been honest about our feelings back then? What if we hadn’t just focused on being trainees and had given ourselves a chance?

“All the time,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. “But we were so focused on debuting, on making it. I guess we both thought we had time.”

He nodded, his gaze softening as he stepped closer, the distance between us shrinking. “Yeah. But now… it feels like maybe we let too much time pass.”

I held my breath, unsure of how to respond. I could feel the familiar pull between us, the unspoken connection we had always shared, but now it felt stronger. It wasn’t just friendship anymore. It hadn’t been for a while, if I was being honest with myself.

“But we’re here now,” I said, looking up at him. “Maybe it’s not too late.”

Chan’s lips curled into a soft smile, his eyes searching mine. “Maybe it’s not."

Before either of us could say more, the door to the practice room flew open, and Jeonghan poked his head inside, grinning mischievously. “Yah, you two! You’ve been in here forever. Come on, it’s time to eat!”

The moment was broken, and I laughed, feeling the tension in the room dissipate as Chan rolled his eyes at Jeonghan’s timing. “Yeah, yeah, we’re coming.”

But as we walked out together, side by side, I couldn’t help but notice how his hand brushed mine again, lingering longer than it used to. The warmth of his touch stayed with me long after we joined the rest of the members, and I couldn’t stop the quiet hope building inside me.

Maybe this time, we wouldn’t let each other slip away.

[Dino's POV]:

Before I know what I’m doing, I ask the question that’s been sitting on my mind for a while now. “Do you ever think about… you know, the past? What it would’ve been like if things had gone differently".

The moment the words leave my mouth, I feel the tension in the room thicken. I don’t know why I asked. Maybe because I can’t stop wondering what would’ve happened if we hadn’t been so focused on debuting, if we had let ourselves feel what was clearly there between us.

She pauses, and for a second, I think I’ve crossed a line. But then, in a voice so soft I almost don’t hear it, she says, “All the time.”

My heart skips a beat. I wasn’t expecting her to be so honest, but hearing her say that makes something inside me shift. I nod, stepping closer to her, my eyes locked on hers. “Yeah. But now… it feels like maybe we let too much time pass.”

Her gaze meets mine, and for a moment, the air between us feels charged with something I can’t explain. But it’s real, and I can tell she feels it too.

“But we’re here now,” she says, her voice steady, though there’s a softness in her eyes that makes my heart race. “Maybe it’s not too late.”

Her words hang between us, and I realize that this—this moment—could change everything. I want to say something, anything, to tell her that I’ve felt the same way for so long. That maybe it’s time we stop dancing around whatever this is.

But before I can speak, the door bursts open, and Jeonghan pops his head in, grinning like he always does. “Yah, you two! You’ve been in here forever. Come on, it’s time to eat!”.

I bite back a groan, casting a glance at her. She’s laughing, the moment between us broken, but the tension still lingers, even as we follow Jeonghan out of the room. My hand brushes against hers, and for a second, I think about reaching out, holding on for just a little longer.

But I don’t. Not yet.

Because there’s still time.

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[SVT Dino] It Starts With a Dream...

*(it's my first ff, if there are any improvements to make or suggestions pls let me know!!! Sorry if there are grammatical errors)*

Chapter One: Prologue

Twelve years. That’s how long we’ve known each other. It feels surreal sometimes, to think back on those early days of being trainees—wide-eyed, determined, and maybe a little too stubborn for our own good. It was always hard, always exhausting, but it was also when I met him. Dino, the maknae of Seventeen, though back then, he was just Chan, another kid with dreams as big as the sky.

We weren’t supposed to get along so easily. There were so many of us back then, all vying for the same spotlight, all with our own struggles. But somehow, amidst the chaos, we found each other. Maybe it was because we both knew what it was like to be young, to feel like we had so much to prove. Or maybe it was just fate. Either way, from the moment we bonded over late-night practice sessions, trying to perfect choreographies until our feet gave out, I knew I had found a friend in him.

Now, it’s 2024. He’s 25, I’m 23, and everything has changed. We’ve both debuted, gone through the ups and downs of idol life, and ended up working under the same company again after Seventeen joined Hybe. Life has been one crazy ride, but through it all, Chan has been there. Whether it was him showing up at my debut stage, cheering louder than anyone, or me sitting backstage with Seventeen as they rehearsed for another world tour, we’ve always had each other’s backs.

It’s funny, isn’t it? How some people just become constants in your life, no matter where the road takes you. We were always close—closer than most people probably realized—but there was never anything more. Not back then, anyway. At least, not that either of us admitted.

But lately, something’s shifted. There’s a different energy between us, a quiet understanding that maybe, just maybe, those old feelings we used to brush off weren’t as simple as we thought. I’ve caught him looking at me differently, and I know I’m guilty of the same. It’s subtle, but it’s there—the lingering glances, the way our hands accidentally brush against each other more often than before.

I’m not sure when things started to change. Was it during one of those late-night calls when we were both too tired to sleep but too wired to rest? Or maybe it was when we celebrated his birthday this year, and I realized just how much he had grown, not only as an idol but as a person. Whatever it was, it made me start to wonder if what we have now could ever become something more.

But we’re still us. Friends first, always cheering each other on. He’s Dino of Seventeen, with his bright smile and endless energy, and I’m... well, me. We’ve never needed to label what we are, but I can’t help but think that maybe, after all this time, we’ve been dancing around something real.

“Ya, you ready for practice?” His voice breaks through my thoughts as he steps into the practice room, his eyes lighting up when he sees me. “You’ve been spacing out.”

I smile, pushing the thoughts aside for now. “Just waiting on you, Chan.” Just realising that we have a unit performance coming up with other artists from our company. 

“Let’s make it a good one, like old times,” he grins, offering me his hand to help me off the floor. And just like that, it’s us again. Two friends who’ve been through it all, who’ve always been there for each other.

But this time, something feels different. Maybe this time, the story won’t end with just friendship.

And honestly? I think I’m ready to find out.

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I love one man and one man only

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