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nevieatiny · 3 months

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Loveleaf Town

Seonghwa x reader

Summary: You thought playing animal crossing with your boyfriend would be a cute experience, however you forgot that is Park SeongHwa who we're talking about, a maniac who will never let you hear the end of it after finding out about your little secret

Word count: 1,148

Genre: Pure fluff

author's note: Hi, for those who are not that familiar with animal crossing, a treasure island is a completely flat island that is filled with dropped items that you can take for free, you can only access this type of islands if you have a nintendo online subscription so some people consider this "cheating"

btw, if you play animal crossing let's be friends and visit each others island <3

Mi nintendo friend code is: SW-6709-7599-7760

and the dream address of my island is : DA-3239-5826-9743

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"why would you put a tree in there" he watched the screen while eating a bag of pop corn and putting his long legs on top of you

"park seonghwa i swear to god, if you keep questioning my design decisions i'll break up with you" at this point he just stared at you while furrowing his brows "you cannot take constructive criticism for sure" this time you pinched the skin of his leg between your fingers, only getting a high pitched yelp in response "i don't go to your ugly island to tell you what to do" "hey, what do you mean ugly?!"

and that's how your live has been lately after finally buying your own nintendo switch, yeah maybe he insisted a little, but after playing animal crossing on your boyfriend's console for a while you got exited to have your own island (and maybe making him cry on mario kart) but Park Seonghwa took this game way too seriously, his island had a perfectly symmetrical street, post lamps perfectly placed, he even had a mini mart and all the colors of the island combined perfectly, on the other hand your island was not as planned as his, some streets ended in weird ways, all the houses were decorated with different colors because for you it had to match with the villagers personality, there were flowers of different colors everywhere and blank spaces due to your lack of planning skills, but you were happy with your little island.

Now, on the other side "i'm just trying to help you, just look, that space is empty, you could make a little pound in there" "it's going to be an arcade" you couldn't see his face because if you did you will smack him for sure this time, but you could imagine due to the groan he let out "y/n, it's like a 4x4 space, how are you gonna fit an arcade in there?" "i'll figure out"

you managed to make him quiet for a few minutes after asking him to bring you a bowl of pop corn as well, he silently watched you re-decorate your room for a while, that's something he usually did, just watched you play as if it was the most fascinating thing on the world, you thought it was cute, after you purchased the game he insisted on connecting it to the tv so he could watch you play for the first time, and ever since that moment he would just seat with you on the couch to play, sometimes he would bring his own console to visit each other's islands or just to play together, you both agreed to just play animal crossing to be on good terms after you almost ripped each others heads playing overcooked the first time, if you thought that Gordon Ramsay was bad, you should meet chef Park Seonghwa.

"wait a minute" oh no, here it comes " that's a seasonal item, how do you have that?" you knew this moment would come sooner o later, maybe you should've tried to be a little bit more modest with your decorations "... are you cheating?" you dropped the controller on the couch while trying to reach his hand "i can explain" he just moved the bowl out of his way, moving his hand away from yours "no, save it, i can't even look at you right now" and after that he stood up, his head hanging low while heading to the bed room "seonghwa wait " you grabbed his arm, forcing him to face you, but he just avoided your gaze, you love this man but sometimes he took situations to a whole new level of drama "no, you're disgusting, i don't want to see you". this time he covered his face with his free hand fake crying "ok, that was too much" "was it?, im sorry love" immediately after that he gave you a soft kiss while grabbing your free hand "but you're still a cheater tho" you rolled your eyes after hearing that, letting your head hang backwards as a child would do while being scolded "hey don't roll your eyes at me" carefully he grabbed your chin to face him "it's just that i don't want to wait for the store items to change every day, i wanted to have cute things" "yes love, but that's part of the game, building your island little by little" this man and his stupid rules " that's boring tho" "don't ever say that again or I will break up with you"

After convincing him of how treasure islands were just a complement of your hard work (and agreeing to wash the dishes after dinner) he asked you on a "date" on his island, grabbing his own console he sat beside you again all giggly and happy "wait, you're not gonna wear that to our date right?" Park seonghwa you're lucky you're handsome and great in bed "what's wrong with my outfit?" you asked, looking at him directly and tilting your head to the side "it's just... y/n you're wearing socks with slippers and a pink safety glasses" yeah maybe it wasn't the most flattering but in your defense you were wearing comfortable clothes to be on your island "please go and change before coming to my island" "ahhh, ok, but i though you would love me no matter how i look" after he picked an outfit for you himself and making a few remarks of how cute your clothes was because it was all "stolen" from a treasure island, you returned to the airport to finally visit him.

He first gave you a tour (again) of his island, showing you the new outside cinema he builded after the last time you payed him a visit, he constantly had to ask you to follow him to show you around because you kept running away, once he got you to sit at the cafe he so well decorated he started to pretend to be a barista to make you a drink, this man was just a little girl playing with barbies a this point "i have a gift for you" you said while dropping an item to the floor " thanks love, i love this flowers, specially because i saw you taking it from my garden" even after that he changed to equip the flower and put it in his hair "ok, this is the real gift" your rolled your eyes, dropping the construction set, when you saw it you immediately thought of your boyfriend "it's not a Lego set, but it kinda looks like one" he seemed genuinely happy with his little gift "awww, thanks love, I feel like when thieves steal jewelry for their girlfriends" "Give it back" he just laughed, kissing the top or your head "actually, i want to build a Lego room so... how do treasure islands work?"

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UPTADE

Hi! thank you for all the love and support, currently i'm working on the next chapter of "Chasing shadows in water" but i've been having ideas here and there for short scenarios like this one in the meantime, believe it or not this man is not my main bias hahahahah

But anyways thank you for all the love you gave to "Mrs. Park?" and i'll continue to write to give you something to read and entertain yourself as i do while reading the work of other authors on this platform.

#ateez #ateez au #ateez fanfic #ateez fanfiction #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #ateez imagine #ateez seonghwa #ateez x reader #ateez x seonghwa #ateez scenarios #pak seonghwa

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lovingperfectionsblog · 2 years

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Separate Hotel Rooms

Pierre Gasly x Reader

Summary: You and Pierre still haven’t had your first kiss and Charles thinks the worst.

Warnings: Swearing.

Word Count; 3239

Authors note: I hope this is as funny as it was sounding in my head. Definitely not proofread. I hope you enjoy it and I can’t wait to hear what you think.

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“Could I may ask you kind of a weird question?” you briefly turned to look at Charles before casting your eyes back down to the floor.

“Of course” he didn’t even bother glancing your way, used to these type of questions coming from you.

“Does it normally take Pierre this long to kiss a girl?” nerves evident in your voice.

This was not the type of question Charles was expecting. He was used to some over excited rambling and some pretty weird questions that really weren’t all that weird in the bigger scheme of things but this is not what he had anticipated at all.

“Has he not kissed you yet?” He opted to find out a little more information before he gave the honest truth, which was, yeah, Pierre definitely normally kissed girls before he even started officially dating them, it was kind of his entire thing, the ‘playboy’ of the drivers. Which made it so strange when he started dating you. Not to say there was anything wrong with you, not by any means, but you were certainly different to what everyone was used to seeing Pierre date.

You were shy, soft, it took you a long time to integrate into the group of the, warming up to Charles faster than anyone, him becoming a lifeline when things got too overwhelming, with him being a little more introverted than he lets on to being, so you two got on and the more he got to know you, the more thankful he was that you were willing to put up with Pierre. In truth, sometimes he got a little nervous with you dating Pierre because as horrible as it may sound, he knew who his friend was, and this relationship was out of the natural order of things for him. It was so real, so domestic, so healthy. You had done such good for his friend, calmed him down, made him feel safe, which he was sure Pierre hadn’t felt yet in a relationship, you were altogether different.

The fact that Pierre hadn’t kissed you yet was definitely a red flag. Charles suddenly concerned this may be some cruel prank on you or that Pierre may try to self-sabotage something good, which he was not about to stand, especially now that he considered you a friend, but he was willing to give the situation the benefit of the doubt before he started getting really mad.

“No, he hasn’t” you sounded defeated and for a split second Charles was sure that all the fears he was feeling, you were feeling even more. You knew you were different, you knew you were the outcast in their world, “do you think he really wants to be with me?”

And that’s what Charles was scared of. You didn’t deserve those fears and now he was the one to have to try and placate them, which is exactly what your boyfriend should be doing, but no, it was Charles, no wonder you latched onto him, at least he was kind to you.

“I can promise you, he definitely wants to be with you” a moment ago Charles would have been 100% certain of that statement, but now, he was definitely going to have to double check that statement, “I think he may just be nervous” that statement though he knew was a lie, Pierre was never nervous, especially not with women.

“Okay, but, like, its been nearly a month and he’s only just like, started holding my hand” you could feel yourself beginning to ramble and the more frantic you sounded, the more frantic Charles began to look.

“No, no, look, I’m sure, it’s no, it’s fine, I will get-“ fuck, Charles really didn’t want to get involved in this “-to the bottom of it”.

Fuck.

“No, you can’t do that, that’s way too awkward!” your protesting was pretty convincing because yes, it would be awkward and Charles had no idea how he was going to actually get to the bottom of things, what even was the bottom of things?

“It wont be, I promise, I’ll sort it out” Jesus Charles, you need to learn to quit while you’re ahead. What the fuck are you even sorting out? And then there you were looking way too hopeful in front of him and now he actually has to get involved and this wasn’t bloody high school! Why the hell are you so good at those stupid little do eyes?

Fuck. This was going to be awkward.

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Charles had been trying to time this conversation really well, how exactly do you approach anyone with this kind of question? ‘Hey man, your girlfriend was complaining to me you haven’t kissed her yet, why is that?’. He absolutely could not do it like that, especially not in front of all the other drivers, who will literally. Not. Fucking. Leave.

“Where’s y/n this evening?” Lando nudged Pierre’s foot with his own, Charles quietly thanking him for opening up the conversation.

“She decided to just chill this evening, wanted to catch up on some reading, face masks, whole spa thing in her own hotel room, said this weekend has been particularly overwhelming” Pierre smiled, remembering how cute you looked trying to build up the courage to ask for the alone time, nervous he wasn’t going to be happy with it, beyond delighted when he kissed you on the head and let you know he was getting drinks with the boys anyway, but promising to pop in afterwards for a little catch up before bed time and he was really excited to see you in your face mask and bathrobe, convinced nothing could be cuter.

“She stays in her own hotel room?” Charles suddenly questioned, unaware that you guys weren’t even sleeping in the same room, making his fears slightly worse.

“Oh, yeah, uhm, she just prefers it that way” Pierre stuttered out, fully knowing he was lying because he was definitely the one who suggested separate rooms, for reasons he definitely did not want to divulge to the group, so hopefully you wouldn’t mind him kind of blaming this one on you.

“Why?” Max really needed to learn to not be so blunt, but he knew all of them were wondering, used to their girlfriends jumping at the chance for weekends away in gorgeous hotels with them.

“What?” Pierre was more so buying time in order to come up with a reason as to why you would want your own hotel room.

“Why does she prefer her own hotel room?” Lando expanded on the question, “doesn’t like listening to you snore?” chuckling at his own joke.

“No, she just, we’ve never-“ Pierre immediately stopped himself before he gave too much away and unfortunately Charles picked up on this.

“What was your first kiss like?” Charles knew he could have employed some more tact but at this point it was the only way he was going to get this very, very, very awkward conversation out the way.

“Their first kiss?” Carlos asked in lieu of Pierre responding, too dumbstruck to provide a response.

“Why do you want to know what their first kiss is like? That some kink of yours?” Max and Lando both howled with laughter, now caught up in their own little joke.

“Well, because he talks about all the other girls he kisses the second he kisses them and now he hasn’t told us anything about the one with his actual current girlfriend, so, I was just curious” Charles tried to play this off like he didn’t know the situation, staring directly at Pierre, prompting a response.

“It was, like, you know, good, yeah” Pierre tried to play it cool, suddenly curious himself at what Charles was playing at.

“Is that why you guys aren’t sharing a room?” Charles countered, all other drivers’ eyes darting between the two.

“We aren’t sharing a room because she likes her space” Pierre chose his words carefully before proceeding.

“Away for a weekend with her boyfriend who she is very, very much into, I don’t know man, she doesn’t seem like she needs all that much space from you” Charles was beginning to narrow in on the issue and truthfully, he hated himself for it, but was starting to suspect the worst from his friend.

“What you getting at?” Pierre suddenly went onto the defence.

Lando was wondering if anyone else suddenly wished they had popcorn. Max was secretly hoping he could order some without anyone knowing. Carlos was well aware there was some chocolate in the minifridge.

“How was your first kiss” Charles had yet to break eye contact, suddenly feeling protective over his new friend, not wanting you to get hurt because Pierre couldn’t commit to anything.

“What do you know?” Ignoring the gasps from the other drivers, Pierre decided to cut his losses, Charles clearly knows something.

“How was your first kiss Pierre.” Charles repeated, not wanting to outright ask why he hadn’t kissed you yet in case he was wrong, maybe he was just thinking the worst out of his friend, maybe Pierre had a really good reason as to why he hadn’t.

It took less than 5 seconds for Pierre to finally catch on. Fuck. Charles knew he hadn’t kissed you yet.

“How did you find out?” Pierre needed to know how much he knew before moving forward, before he made an absolute fool out of himself in front of everyone.

“Your own fucking girlfriend mate! Come on! How could you do this to her?” Pierre doesn’t normally witness Charles angry unless it has to do with racing and that was a scary thing to witness already, but suddenly being on the receiving end of it, now that was dan near terrifying.

“How could he do what to her?” Carlos suddenly piped up, wanting clarification over what was suddenly happening and if he should be angry at Pierre for whatever stupid thing he had done now.

“Whatever gross scheme he has with fake dating Y/n” Charles had moved bis attention away from Pierre, now directing all the information towards the other drivers to now make his case.

“What? What do you mean I’m fake dating her? Where did you hear that?” Pierre was panicking, where had this rumour come from? Surely you didn’t believe it, fuck, hopefully you hadn’t even heard it yet.

“Well, what other reason could there be for you not kissing her yet?” Charles was getting close to shouting at Pierre, the story becoming more and more elaborate in his own head.

“So you think that he’s fake dating her?” Lando repeated slowly, the idea mulling around in his head, eventually coming to the conclusion that he agreed with Charles, “Why the fuck would you do that man?”

“Im not-“ Pierre tried to explain himself, not getting very far before being spoken over.

“That’s really fucking sick, she’s sweet, you can’t treat people like that” Max even threw his two cents in, concluding that if Charles thought it, it must be true.

“What’s the plan here? Some bet you made with your mates that-“Carlos tried to think of a reason why Pierre would do this to you, shocked that he would even consider it.

“I’M SCARED” Pierre cut in, not willing to take the abuse anymore, “I’m scared okay”.

The silence that gripped the room was palpable.

“You’re scared of being alone so you’re fake dating Y/n?” Charles was starting up again, not satisfied with the explanation they had received.

“No, Jesus, no fuck man, I love her” Shit, Charles had never heard him say that before, Pierre had like A LOT of girls since they had known each other but he hadn’t heard him say he loved any of them, until you, “I’m scared I’m a bad kisser” Pierre prayed none of them heard the whisper.

“You’re scared you’re a bad kisser?” Max slowly repeated the statement that all of them had heard loud and clear.

“You seriously haven’t kissed her yet?” Lando will still struggling to get past that small fact.

“Fucking! No I haven’t kissed her yet because I’m scared she’ll think I’m a bad kisser and she’ll break up with me!” How the fuck they had made him crack was beyond him but now they all knew his shameful secret, “Don’t fucking laugh!”

The latter instruction doing nothing to prevent all of the from bursting into a fit of hysterics at his admission.

“You haven’t kissed her because you’re scared she’ll think you’re a bad kisser?” Charles just needed the clarification before he went any further with this conversation, feeling slightly guilty for thinking the absolute worst of Pierre now.

“Yes! And then she breaks up with me and I lose the on girl I’ve actually loved” Pierre was full on panicking now, both at his friends knowing his secret and at the thought of you leaving him because he can’t fucking kiss.

“And the separate rooms?” Carlos, as always, tried to understand the entire situation before making a comment.

“Because obviously we share a room and get all cosy and then what if things get a little, you know, comfortable, like, sexy comfortable and then there’s the expectation to kiss and then I kiss her and she fucking hates it and laughs at me and storms out and breaks up with me and breaks my heart and then I die alone all because I can’t kiss!” Charles was fairly sure he had just incited a full on breakdown from his friend.

“You’ve thought this through” Max could do nothing but stare at the hysterical Pierre, head between his knees and trying to catch his breath.

“Why do you think you’re a bad kisser?” Charles had seen Pierre hook up with tons of girls, how had he suddenly felt this self conscious about it.

“I’ve never been told I’m not” Pierre felt stupid saying it, but it really was what was playing on his mind.

“You think the girl you are in love with is going to break up with you because you’ve never been told you’re a good kisser?” All Max wanted to do was have a quiet evening with a few drinks, why did it always turn into this.

“Don’t make it sound so stupid” Pierre didn’t even glance up.

“It is that stupid” Charles honestly couldn’t believe what he was hearing, he felt like he was in high school all over again.

“Well we could always like, train you and give you some tips” All eyes landed on Lando, shocked and confused by what he was suggesting.

“I’m flattered, but I don’t really want to kiss any of you to practice” Pierre felt weirdly rude rejecting Lando’s offer.

“No, Jesus man, none of us want to kiss you, like, just show us on the back of your hand” Lando mimicked the action against his own hand.

“It’s an idea” Carlos offered up, “not a great one, but at the very least you’ll know you can’t feel any more dumb than that?” trying to rationalize the idea to the group.

All the boys suddenly made their hands into fits, mimicked lips, Max being the first to peck at his own fist, “I mean, yeah, that could actually work”, he spurred the others on to copy him, having dubbed the idea am appropriate one.

“Go on, lets see so we can give tips” Charles knew this was weird, this was like, top 10 weird, but still not the weirdest, the American Pie night popping into his head before he could even stop it.

Pierre hesitantly kissed his hand, hating every second of it, but deciding it was significantly better than watching your face turn up in disgust and leave him.

“I feel like you need to give it more passion” Lando offered up the first piece of advice.

“It’s my hand” Pierre wasn’t sure how much more passionate he could get with his hand.

“No, this is Y/n, show her you love her” Carlos corrected him, determined to make sure Pierre wasn’t going to ruin the one decent relationship he’s had.

Pierre tried again, this time picturing your face, feeling a bit weird that all his friends were watching him make out with his hand but if this is what it took, then so be it.

“No, do it like this” Charles was now kissing his hand, with such vigour and passion it made the others slightly concerned about the relationship he had with that particular hand.

“That might be a bit much, maybe tone it down slightly, like this” Max was next to kiss his own, a gentle yet forceful kiss, one he was sure would let anyone’s knees at first touch.

Next thing they knew they were all sitting there, making out with their hands, throwing out a tip or two as they went, all in aid of their friend making sure he didn’t lose the love of their life.

“Don’t sweat it, I grabbed a key from-“ Before any of them could stop Daniel had walked into the room with you trailing behind “What the fuck are you doing?” Both you and Daniel stood there wide-eyed staring at the 5 drivers on the on the floor, lips red from their previous make out sessions with their respective hands.

“This is genuinely not what it looks like” Max was to first to defend them.

“It looks like 5 guys sitting in a hotel room practicing their kissing on the back of their hands” Daniel point blank explained exactly what you had walked into.

“It’s significantly more nuanced than that” despite Carlos attempting to explain what was happening, Pierre sat motionless just staring at you, convincing himself that you were definitely going to break up with him after this anyways, because yeah, objectively this was fucking weird, so he might as well just kiss you anyway.

Without a second thought, interrupting the drone of the other drivers desperately trying to explain what was happening, Pierre got up and made his way over to you before he could convince himself otherwise and the second he was in front of you, placed one hand on your cheek, cupping your face and the other on the back of your neck and pulled you in, gently kissing you. Your cheeks flushing at finally being kissed by the man you loved, all other distraction and noise falling away.

“My hand wasn’t the same but I couldn’t let you break up with me” he whispered as he rested his forehead against your own, acting as if that statement was meant to mean anything to you, your brain still processing what was happening before you could even begin to start understanding what he meant by that.

“See, there you got your first kiss” Charles directed towards you, happy everything had been finally sorted between you two, “happy?”

You could do nothing but nod in response, suddenly feeling shy at having your first kiss in front of all your boyfriends’ friends.

Lando cleared his throat, all eyes diverting back to him, “I mean, not to take the moment away from them or anything, but if my hand is anything to go by, I think I might be a really good kisser”

“I have literally heard the opposite” Carlos needed to tease Lando a little bit, knowing he would fall for anything, getting up and leaving the room, Lando scrambling after him.

“Who said otherwise?”

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