#i love jeonghan and i love pink and so this set was created

[hongjoshuaz]

jeonghan + pink !

[idyllic-ghost]

title: dear valentine

pairing: student!woozi x student!reader

genre: idiots to lovers, rivals/friends to lovers, fluff, romance

warnings: slight angst if you squint, mentions of alcohol consumption

synopsis: valentine’s day is approaching fast, and your university is set to celebrate it well. a group of students calling themselves the pink eros group has created a website for other students to send anonymous love letters to a random match. you and your friend, jihoon, find it stupid and a waste of time… but in secret, you decide to create an account. it’s not like a love letter to a stranger can change anything, right?

a/n: this is a @svthub collab! if i hadn't had such a busy schedule, this would be a lot more detailed - but it is what it is!

word count: 6.4k

rating: PG 13

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"They can't be serious...", you sighed.

"Would anyone even agree to do this?", Jihoon asked rhetorically.

The poster hung up on the wall was bright pink. With big, bold, letters it said: "Looking for a Valentine's day date? The Pink Eros Group is to your rescue! Join our website, www.pinkerosletters.com, to join in the search for true love. More information is to be found on the website!"

"This color combination is atrocious", you grimaced.

"But it does bring your eyes to the price, right?", a voice appeared behind you, "You see, if we want people to see it, it has to be right. Basic color theory."

You turned around to see Seungkwan, looking proudly at the pink poster. He was in a few of your classes, and you knew him enough for him to sneak up on you to not be incredibly strange. Seungkwan was the definition of sweet and sour. He was always kind, but he could get passive-aggressive if you poked fun at him. All in all, he was a social butterfly. If anyone would have anything to do with this poster, it would be him.

"That's not what color theory is, Kwan", Jihoon sighed.

"Whatever it's called, it worked", he shrugged, "Are either of you interested?"

"Not in the slightest", Jihoon scoffed, and you hummed in agreement, "Did you do this? Are you the Pink Eros Group?"

"Well, it's me, along with a few others. We got some from the student council, that way we could get ahold of their budget and use it for the website. You guys know Kim Wonwoo, right? He helped us set it all up. There are a lot of people in this group, including Jeonghan- you guys know Jeonghan, don't you?", Seungkwan ranted.

"Do you realize that the initialism for Pink Eros Group is PEG?", you asked as you kept looking at the poster.

Jihoon tried to hold back his laughter, while you could feel Seungkwan's cold gaze on your neck. However, as always, he had a comeback up his sleeve.

"Well, hopefully, some people will get that through our hard work", he shrugged, "Don't hide away my poster with your bad vibes. Don’t you have class or something?"

Both you and Jihoon huffed out an excuse and started moving, saying goodbye to Seungkwan in the process. It was a stupid idea, the Pink Eros Group, it really was... but a part of you was a bit curious. You looked over at your friend walking beside you. Jihoon and you had been friends since high school. Even back then, you were butting heads over who would get the best scores on tests. It was a tradition that had continued in university. In all classes you had together, you would compete against each other. The otherwise playful motivation tactic had turned into a shield for you. If you were so focused on academic conquest, you would have no time to think about your growing feelings for your best friend. And it was for the best this way. There was too much history that could be ruined by your confession for you to ever dare try to tell him.

"What are you thinking about?", Jihoon brought you out of your thoughts.

"Next week's test...", you mumbled.

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Towards the end of the day, when you had finally gotten home, you logged onto your computer to look through your upcoming assignments. You stared blankly at your screen, reading the words but never understanding their meaning. There was only one thought in your mind - "Pink Eros". Maybe by focusing on a new love interest, of sorts, you could forget all about your unruly crush.

With shaky hands, you typed the website into the search bar. To your surprise, the site wasn't as horrifyingly pink as Seungkwan's poster. It had a baby pink background and one bubble in the middle saying 'type here'. Above that bubble was text. "Write your email address or phone number here. You will be provided with another link, along with an anonymous username and password", it said.

"What am I even doing..?", you whispered to yourself as you typed in your number, hoping that no one would get a hold of this information.

For the next few minutes, you stared at your phone as you waited for a message. When it finally popped up, you clicked on the link and typed in the information it gave you. You contemplated if it was really worth it if your username had to be "dear_valentine17". Nevertheless, you typed in the given information and were then greeted with a form you had to fill out. It told you to click on your preferences, such as age range, gender preferences, interests, and so on - just like a dating site. You clicked through the options with only one thing in mind: trying to find a replacement.

Once you had finished setting everything up, the website told you to wait while they found you a match. A sigh escaped your lips as you leaned back against the wall by your bed. This must have been one of the most delusional things you had done. You put your hands over your face and rubbed your eyes, it was time for bed. Maybe this could lead to something, maybe you would be over this tomorrow morning. Either way, you had to get away from it now.

That morning, you went over to the kitchen of your dorm and started making breakfast. One of the girls in your dorm was also there, happily humming as she made tea. You didn't remember her name, but you did know that she wasn't usually like this.

"Good morning!", she said.

"Morning", you mumbled, "Having a good start to your day?"

"I am! I just got my Pink Eros match", she said, "Did you sign up?"

"What? No", you lied, "Sorry, just not my thing"

The girl laughed a little, and it seemed to you like she knew. However, you didn't mind, or tried to, as you continued making your breakfast.

"I think it's a cute idea", she shrugged, "And, if anything, it's a great way to meet new people... unless you get matched with someone you know... then it'll be awkward."

"Well, there's no chance of that", you chuckled and then quickly added, "You know... because I'm not making an account."

"Right", she giggles and starts to leave, "I'll see you around, wish me luck with my valentine searching!"

"Good luck...", you waved goodbye.

People started coming into the kitchen, making you quickly finish up what you were doing and escape back to your room. You didn't feel like sitting through people's teasing about the Valentine's day app any longer.

After eating, you got ready for a day of classes - from time to time you would check your phone for the message. While walking to class you stopped by a café, where you knew you would find Jihoon. As soon as you spot him you smile. His entire posture exuded tiredness. clearly having stayed up for most of the night, and his hair was wet, probably from a quick shower after going to the gym early this morning. Sometimes he surprised you with how hard he worked, but you'd never admit that to him. The most you would do was pat him on the back, and tell him to go to bed. He looks at you, waves, and smiles kindly. The kind of smile that is mostly seen through the eyes, and not from the corner of the person's lips perking up. It was his tired smile.

"Good morning, sleepyhead", you said and sat down in front of him.

"I ordered you a coffee", he answered, "They'll come out with it in a second."

"Why thank you", you smiled at him, "You haven't started reading through the new material without me, have you?"

"... I might have skimmed through it a bit last night", he admitted and pulled up a book from his bag and put it beside his computer.

"It's alright, I read it last night too", you grinned, "What do you say about a discussion before we go through the text in class?"

"Sounds great"

A buzzing signal sounded out. Both you and Jihoon pulled up your phones and looked at them, but there was nothing on your screen. You put your phone down on the table in slight defeat. Jihoon's ears started turning red as he read his message, but instead of answering he put away his phone. You were feeling jittery, and trying not to make it show by focusing on looking through your bag. Just a few seconds later, your phone buzzed. A message, saying that the Pink Eros Group had found your match.

"... so", you put your phone away, "What did you think about the text?"

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The two of you talked about the text until the coffee came out, then the conversation drifted off to other subjects. Soon enough, you started walking to class together. You were tempted to take your phone out and look at your match, but you couldn't when Jihoon was watching. Him finding out would be the most embarrassing thing to happen to you yet. You wouldn't be able to put up with his teasing. So when the time came, while you went to the bathroom during a break, you looked at your phone.

Welcome, dear_valentine17!

The Pink Eros Group introduces to you, your match: 01_loverboy! If any complications would come out of this match, we have a block button and an option for you to find a new match.

For now, you will be able to send an introduction letter to your match whenever you want. After that, one person will have to wait while the other person writes their letter - think of it as digital snail mail! Please be aware that there can be delays when sending a message.

Thank you for joining the Pink Eros Group! We hope we have found your match!

// The Pink Eros Group

"... loverboy", you sighed, "What am I doing..?"

When you got home that night you decided to sit down and look through your match's profile. He was a man the same age as you, with interests in music and baseball, and he was looking for something fun and not too serious. After looking through his profile you started typing out a letter for your match.

Hi, loverboy! I'm happy to finally match with someone, I hope we'll find out we have a lot in common. I'm sure you can find out most of my information in my profile. I don't know what else to say, I'm not very used to these sorts of things. Hope to hear from you soon!

As soon as you sent the message another message popped into your inbox. It seemed that you had to send that first message to unlock the one he had sent. However, as soon as you saw what he had written you only felt embarrassed by the sorry excuse of a letter you wrote.

Dear Valentine, It's a fitting name they gave you. A few days ago I couldn't imagine making an account here, I'm hoping you'll make it worth the invasive questionnaire (and I hope I can do the same for you). I don't usually do these kinds of romantic things, but this may be good for me. I'm curious, what is your favorite thing to do? What hobby would you say defines you? I know that most people would say that studying is my defining quality, but I really enjoy making music. I play a few instruments, and, if you promise to keep it a secret, I've been making a few songs. They're very personal, so I don't think I would ever release them, but I really enjoy the process. Maybe you could be my next muse? I'm only joking, of course. I'd love to hear from you soon. I don't know how this website will work, but I hope it won't take too long for me to hear from you. Yours truly, Loverboy

You stared in awe at the text. In comparison, your message was shit. Moreover, when you click away from the message the screen reads "wait for your match to send a reply". You couldn't even make up for the little bit you had written! If he didn't block you, he would for sure not be interested. You leaned your head back and took a deep breath. Maybe you were thinking too much about this. It didn't have to be that serious.

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When you woke up the next morning you couldn't bring yourself to check for a letter. Instead, you went about your day as normal and ended up at Jihoon's student apartment at the end of the day.

"Hand me the vocab sheet, would you?", Jihoon sighs.

When you hand him the paper, your fingers touch his, and it makes you quickly pull your hand away. Jihoon seemed to be too tired to notice it. He rubbed his forehead with one hand, while he held the paper in the other. It was always nice to be in Jihoon's apartment - you remember how much he bragged when he first found it. And it was a good deal, it was fairly close to campus and he had privacy.

"We should take a break, Ji", you say, "You're practically asleep."

"No, no... I got this", he sighs yet again.

You close his laptop and he only glares at you. The one annoying thing about Jihoon's apartment is that it was so small. Right now, the two of you were sitting on his bed. It was either that or his kitchen table. You moved his computer and propped yourself up against the wall.

"Rest", you insisted, "You need it."

"... you won't try to get ahead of me, will you?", he joked and moved to sit beside you.

"I'm resting with you", you said.

Jihoon leaned his head on your shoulder and closed his eyes. His breathing was slow and steady, and you could feel his pulse from his temple against you. Your hand grabbed his hand and started playing with his fingers. Jihoon huffed out a short laugh. This wasn't friend stuff, no, but it was just the sort of relationship you had with him.

"Don't let me fall asleep...", he murmured.

"Fall asleep if you need to fall asleep, alright?", you hummed, "I'll be here. I'll wake you up before I have to leave."

"No, you can't leave...", he slurred.

Your heart started beating faster. He always did this, but it never got easier. After a short pause, you let go of his hand. He had fallen asleep. It wasn't hard for him to fall asleep quickly on days like these when he had barely gotten any sleep the night before. You picked up your phone and noticed an unread notification.

You have a new letter!

You sighed and looked over at Jihoon. He really was asleep. So you opened the message and decided to read your new letter.

Dear Valentine, I have to say, the first letter to send is the hardest. This system is slightly flawed, but we can work with it. I'm sorry if I came off very strong in my first letter, I was overthinking it a lot. You seem like a calm person, I appreciate that. I'm sorry if I sound extremely Shakespearian, I won't compare you to a summer's day or anything - unless you want to. But I hope you get back to me soon!

A smile crept up on your lips. It was nice to have a complete stranger be interested in you despite you making a complete ass of yourself in the first message. This Loverboy must be pretty positive to look at your message on the bright side. You looked at Jihoon, sleeping soundly beside you. It wouldn't hurt to just type out a few sentences right here, he was asleep after all, and you really wanted to respond as soon as possible.

You didn’t come off too strong at all, don’t worry about it! If anything, I should’ve put a little more thought into my message (o^ ^o) 

You pressed send and then let it go, deciding to scroll on your phone a bit more, in an attempt to let Jihoon rest before you woke him up.

Before you left that evening you woke Jihoon up, like you promised. At first, he only gripped your arm tighter, not letting go. When you laughed and told him to let go of you, he did so reluctantly.

"You could sleep over", he sighed, "I can sleep on the floor."

"I don't think so", you chuckled, "You need proper rest."

Jihoon rolled his eyes, and you ignored him. As you gathered your things you could feel his eyes on you. You knew that if you looked back he would get you to stay. He wouldn't beg. Jihoon would never. But he would look at you in a way that you couldn't say no to.

"Alright, I'm off!", you went for the door, "See you tomorrow before class?"

"Same place as always..."

Later that night, as you were getting ready for bed, you got a new message:

I’m really happy you replied! (ᵔ◡ᵔ) I got worried for a second when I didn’t hear from you for an entire day.

You started feeling bad for not responding faster, and decided to type out a message immediately. 

Sorry about that! I wish I could say that I was busy, but I was really just scared〜(＞＜)〜

It didn’t even take a second before he replied again:

Oh, that’s alright! I get it, I’m not used to this either

You smiled at your phone. Whoever this was, and whatever he looked like, you could at least say that he was nice. Maybe you were being a bit naive, but it just felt right.

I’m actually about to go to bed now ( ╥ω╥ ) We keep missing each other

Stay on with me for a little bit longer? He wrote.

Sure! But only a little bit… what do you want to talk about?

It took some time for him to respond, so you got comfortable in your bed and waited patiently. When he finally replied, you almost jumped in excitement.

Tell me about yourself. I want to get to know you.

Once again, you smiled at your phone. You were now determined that this was a good choice after all. 

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As the days passed, you started getting closer to your loverboy. He was timid, yet charming. Sometimes he was hesitant to tell you things, but who wouldn't be in this situation? Either way, you were always happy to see the notification from him. A part of you wanted to tell him your name, meet up, and forget about your unrequited, real-life, crush. But it never came to that. Your real-life crush seemed to be as ignorant as always. The two of you kept meeting up as usual, and only a few times would he do things that made your heart race. During those times, you kept thinking back to your letters in an attempt to convince yourself that you were "spoken for". You weren't actually though, and this method never really worked as a result.

One night you were at a house party, where the host was the friend of a friend. You didn’t know many people, and you thought it would be fine. However, as soon as you walked into the place, a big apartment that still had too many people in it, you felt claustrophobic. As soon as you could, you snuck out onto the balcony. There was nobody there, understandably so since it was so cold, but it was perfect for you. You pulled out your phone and looked at your notification. 

Hey, what are you up to tonight?

It was your loverboy. You smiled at your phone. Drink in one hand, you used the other to type out a message back.

At a party with my friend. I lost her some time ago, and now I’m standing out of sight… how about you?

It took some time for him to answer. You took the time to look around for your friend from where you were standing. There was no way you could find her. Worst case scenario, you would have to text her that you were leaving soon.

I’m trying to figure out how to avoid going out. But I promised someone, and he’s very persistent. Wish me luck!(>_<)

You wrote a quick “good luck” and put your phone down. As you were debating if you should go back in, you locked eyes with Jihoon. He waved at you as his smile grew, and you waved back. Without hesitation, he started walking to the balcony. Soon enough he was standing right beside you. The music from inside the apartment was booming, but the glass doors muffled it slightly.

“How are you doing?”, he asked and put his beer down on the table in the corner of the balcony.

“I’m freezing”, you admitted, “But it’s better than being in there. I got dragged here by someone, so I feel a bit obligated to stay”

Jihoon started pulling off the zip-up hoodie he was wearing and handed it to you. You tried to stop him, but he wasn’t listening. A few seconds later, you were wearing his hoodie. 

“You should be wearing more clothes”, he huffed, “I won’t always be around to save you”

“I had a jacket, but I put it away when I got inside”, you explained.

He picked up his beer again and took a sip. There was a moment where you just watched him, and you didn’t feel weird about it because he wasn’t looking at you. Jihoon was looking inside, clearly amused about something. He turned his head to you, and motioned for you to look inside. Soonyoung was in the middle of the room, clearly already drunk, and dancing like no one was watching.

“So that’s why you’re here”, you hummed, “Are you helping him home later tonight?”

“You could say that”, he sighed, “He’s probably going to crash at my apartment. We’ll see.”

“Still… I’m glad you’re here”, you said and then quickly backtracked, “Because, you know, otherwise I’d be freezing my ass off right now”

Jihoon laughed and you felt your heart do a summersault in your chest. There was something so satisfying about being able to make him laugh. He pulled the hood of the jacket over your head. It hung well over your eyes. When you moved it to look at him he was grinning widely. At this moment, you felt like maybe you should say something - that now could be the right time to actually confess to him. Jihoon looked back inside and tapped your shoulder.

“There’s someone in there waving at us”

You looked inside and saw your friend quickly approaching the glass doors.

“I think that’s my sign to leave”, you started taking off the hoodie to give it back to Jihoon, but he quickly stopped you.

“You should keep it on if you’re leaving. Even if you do have a jacket, it’ll be very cold, and your dorm isn’t exactly near here.”, he explained, “I’ll be fine, I brought an extra jacket.”

“Thank you”, you smiled and quickly made your way inside.

Later that night, you were still in his hoodie. It smelled like him and made it feel like he was giving you a constant hug. You were going to give it back… but maybe you should just wash it first to be nice.

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Jihoon was sitting in front of you in the library. It was a secluded corner, but it wouldn't matter if you sat in a crowded area; you would still only be paying attention to him. The hoodie you had borrowed was neatly folded and hanging over the armrest on his chair.  He was reading, sighing as he flipped the page. You knew he didn't like this particular course, so you offered to study with him even though you weren't in his class. You were supposed to be working on an assignment, but you couldn't focus.

"Have you heard anything about that Valentine's website?", he asked out of the blue, not pulling his eyes away from the book.

Your cheeks flushed red, thinking what if he knew that you had made an account. The best option was to lie, but you had to calm down before you could speak. You picked up your water bottle, giving yourself a moment to collect yourself while you were drinking. Jihoon looked up at you when you hadn't responded for a while. His eyes were piercing your soul, looking for an answer, and you nearly choked.

"No, I haven't...", you shook your head and put down the water bottle, "Maybe you should ask Seungkwan."

"It's nothing serious", he explained and looked back in his book, "Just heard that people are apparently meeting up now."

"Meeting up?", you hummed, "What about it? You're not on there, are you?"

"No chance", he scoffed, "I just sort of think that it defeats the point, doesn't it?"

You felt like you were back in high school again. During Valentine's, you could get as many cards or chocolates as you could imagine, but it never really mattered. Jihoon never got you anything. Understandably so, it wasn't in his nature to do something like that. And it's not like he was obligated to do so. However, every year you got your hopes up that maybe he would. Instead, the only thing you got from him was a short speech about how it's a holiday created for people to buy more things. You watched as his pointer finger fiddled with the page he was about to turn, before finally turning it. Jihoon put his hand on the sentence he was reading before looking back up at you.

"I think it's nice", you admitted while looking back at your computer, "I know you don't like Valentine's, but some people do, and if they want to meet up, then they should."

Jihoon stayed quiet for a while. You could feel his eyes on you, but you refused to look up. You were getting tired of this, especially now that you had a person paying attention to you. Sure, you had never met him, but during the time you had been messaging him, he had been more affectionate toward you than Jihoon ever had.

"I like Valentine's", Jihoon huffed.

"No, you don't", you scoffed and finally met his eyes, "You always call it a materialistic holiday."

"It is a materialistic holiday", he started smiling, "That doesn't mean I can't appreciate it for its fundamental message."

"Shut up", you laughed, "You're making fun of me!"

"I'm not making fun of you, I'm serious!", Jihoon laughed with you, "All I'm saying is that if they meet up it defeats the point of being anonymous letter-buddies."

You looked at him as if he were ridiculous. He lightly shook his head and looked back in his book. You felt like you had dodged a bullet.

"Why do you care all of the sudden?", you hummed and went back to your assignment.

"... I don't", he shrugged.

"Sure you don't..."

"What? I don't!", he looked back at you, "Why would I go on a website when I have you?"

Even though you knew what he meant, your heart skipped a beat. He was joking, it was obvious in his tone, but your body still reacted to it. As you were about to respond, you were interrupted by a text message coming to your phone. You looked at it, it was from your loverboy. An involuntary smile crept its way onto your lips.

“What?”, he asked, suddenly a bit more serious.

“It’s nothing”, you played it off and put your phone down.

Jihoon hummed in response and returned to reading. You looked at him for a while, trying to read what he was thinking, but you got nothing. Instead, you looked back at your phone and decided to read the message.

I was thinking of you earlier, I’ve been trying to figure out a way to ask if we could ever meet up(o´▽`o)

A sigh escaped your lips, not loud enough for anyone to hear, and you put your phone down. You looked over at Jihoon. He was still not looking your way. You could lie to yourself, say that you really did like this stranger and wanted to meet. However, it was getting harder and harder to do. Jihoon flipped a page again, and you simply watched as he followed the text with his pointer finger. No, you couldn’t tell him now. You could never tell him. If you did, he would only reject you and everything would be ruined. But you couldn’t lie to yourself and pretend you didn’t like him, or ignore your feelings with the help of another person. That wasn’t right to do, you were using this stranger, and he was clearly into you. You put away your phone and packed up your things.

“Do you want to get coffee?”, you asked Jihoon.

“Hm? Oh… sure”, he nodded and started packing up as well.

Just because you were suffering didn’t mean that anyone else had to.

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That was the last time you ever heard from your loverboy. The years passed and you forgot about him completely. Now, ten years later, you were doing well for yourself. You had a stable job in a field you enjoyed, an apartment in a good neighborhood, and even a cat. However, you never managed to find yourself a partner. You had dated around, but nothing more had ever happened. That’s why, while you were laying in bed and procrastinating falling asleep, you decided to go back to that Pink Eros website. Maybe it was also because Valentine’s day was approaching, and you were feeling a little desperate. It took some tries before you could remember the password, but you got it in the end. The website still worked. It was slightly different than you remembered, so it must have been reused after you left school. Without second-guessing, you typed out a message:

Hey… how are you?

Then you put your phone down. It was enough for tonight. You weren’t even sure that you would get a response. But the very next day, in the middle of making breakfast, your phone pinged. You looked away from making your sandwich to check your phone. It was a message from Pink Eros.

It’s been a while, Valentine. I’m good, how about you?

You let go of everything to answer.

I’m alright! I’m sorry for not answering you for all these years.

It only took a few minutes before you got a reply.

Things happen. What can you do?

You took a deep breath and hesitated to send the next message.

Maybe I could make it up to you? Do you want to meet up sometime in the future?

Sure.

It just so happened that you and your anonymous pen pal were in the same city right now. The two of you had agreed to meet up on Valentine’s day, just for coffee. So, you put on the most Valentine-esque thing you had in your closet and were off. The two of you had decided on a small street corner café, which was just a few blocks from your apartment. To signal that it was him, so that you didn’t have to walk up to strangers and ask if they were your anonymous pen pal, he would be sitting at a specific table in the corner and he would bring a red rose to put right in the middle of said table. You were practically skipping down the street. A bag in your hand, with a small box of chocolates as a present for him. This might have been the most reckless thing you had done in a while, but you decided not to think of it. 

 The door to the café let out a delightful ding as you stepped inside. There weren’t many people around, so your eyes immediately drifted off to the corner where your pen pal should sit. You were met with a familiar pair of eyes. Jihoon. Now older, but not in a way that made him look worn. After college you had tried to keep contact, but the two of you had started leading such different lives. You had drifted apart. Not completely, of course, there were the usual texts. Sometimes he would come into town to visit you, but it had been a while since he last did that. You noticed the red rose on the table, and your feet started moving on their own towards him.

“Hi”, was all he said, and you couldn’t answer, “... I’ll get you a coffee.”

He got up from his seat and walked over to the counter where an eager barista was waiting for him to order. You watched them interact as you sat down. Jihoon was timid, yet kind, as he ordered for you - your usual. The barista had a big “customer service” smile on her lips. You could tell that rush hour hadn’t started yet in this little café. When Jihoon returned, you kept your gaze on your hands in your lap.

“You remember my order?”, you asked softly.

“Why wouldn’t I?”, he said, and made you look up.

“Jihoon, we haven’t seen each other in almost two years”, you pointed out, “Why didn’t you tell me you were here?”

He was quiet, and you hated it. It meant that he didn’t have an answer. He didn’t have an excuse for not contacting you when he was here. By the look on his face, you could guess that he had been here before without telling you too.

“I don’t know”, he sighed, “This is… a bit too much. Can we start over?”

“Sure”, you took a deep breath, “Are you… were you on that website all those years ago?”

The barista came over with two cups of coffee, and took away the cup that Jihoon had already finished. You both thanked her and waited for her to leave until you started talking again.

“Well, clearly”, he let out an awkward laugh, “I’m sorry for not telling you, it was stupid.”

You paused again, looking into your coffee cup. The latte art was of a heart. It was so pretty you almost didn’t want to drink it, and the clump in your throat certainly didn’t help. It never crossed your mind that this could happen, that it would be Jihoon sitting in front of you right now. 

“I never told you either, you know”, you said, “I was just as stupid… this is for you, by the way.”

You gave him the small bag, and he murmured out a thank you. Jihoon picked up the small box of chocolates from the bag and opened it. A smile spread across his lips as he saw what it was. 

“Thank you, Y/N”, he seemed more comfortable now, “I’m sorry I didn’t get you anything.”

“You bought me coffee”, you picked up the rose from the table, “And this, I guess”

The two of you chuckled. He put his hand on the table, and in an experimental step forward you put your hand right next to yours. His pinky slowly moved closer to your hand, but he never broke eye contact. You finally took his hand in yours, his touch sending sparks through your chest.

“I missed you”, you admitted, “A lot.”

“I missed you a lot too”, he gently rubbed his thumb across the back of your hand, “I should have called you.”

“Well, I could have called you too”, you added, “I never had the guts to. I didn’t even have the guts to respond to your last message on that stupid website, which I’m sorry for just leaving you like that.”

“It’s fine, you had your reasons I’m sure.”

“My reason was actually… you.”

He looked at you, slightly confused, and you can barely believe that you just said that. You gripped his hand, suddenly scared that he would go away. But he didn’t go away. In fact, he squeezed your hand right back.

“I stopped writing to you because I was in love with… well, you”, you admitted, “Of course, I didn’t know that I was writing to you- I’m sorry this is so confusing.”

Jihoon’s ears were bright red, and his hand gripped you even tighter. Your heart was beating out of your rib cage, and you wished that your hands weren’t sweating profusely. 

“... you were in love with me?”, he asked softly.

“So incredibly in love with you”, you laughed, “I… if I’m being completely honest, those feelings never went away. I understand if this is a bit uncomfortable, but I just needed to tell you.”

“It’s alright”, he took a deep breath, “I started liking you back in high school. Never really stopped either.”

“High school? When?”, you smiled.

“... it was the summer before our second year. We were on that old playground, on the swings”, he explained, “You… had done something new with your hair and you kept playing around with it. I mean, you were completely messing it up- but in a cute way, I guess. I don’t know…”

“That means… you started liking me before I liked you”, you grinned, “Which means I win.”

“You win? What?”, he scoffed, “You’re making this a competition?”

“Of course”, you shrugged, “Isn’t everything with us a competition?”

Jihoon’s eyebrows raised as he thought about it. He started nodding and pursed his lips, letting out a soft “yeah” in agreement. The two of you laughed. You noticed that his hand was still in yours, and nothing had ever felt so right. 

“So, you’re loverboy…”, you took a deep breath.

“And you’re… my valentine”, he smiled, “Is that okay?”

“More than okay”, you nodded, “I don’t think you understand how much I’ve wanted this.”

“If it’s anything like how much I’ve wanted it, then I think I understand”, he said.

There was a lot to figure out, and you knew it wouldn’t be easy, but for a moment you let yourself enjoy this. You could finally spend your Valentine’s day with someone you love.

[irlvernon-moved]

thank you for tagging me maddie !!! ilysm im so glad you were part of my year @jeonwon-wonwoo

rules: link your favorite and/or most popular post from each month this year (totally fine to skip months) and tag some CCs you love!

i only started giffing this july so i'll start from there hehe take a look at these sets please i worked so hard on them and i really really enjoyed creating for seventeen this year ♥️

JULY

most popular | wonwoo birthday post (1.5k notes) favorites | junhui, crush @ be the sun in newark / junhui eating a snack on gose / all my special video gif typography

AUGUST

most popular | seungkwan, mingyu, wonwoo, and dk for cosmopolitan korea (1.5k notes) favorites | hai cheng mv / mingyu and minghao on hybe x game caterers / 'i want us both to eat well' svt gifset / maknae line 'rock with you' 007 edition

SEPTEMBER

most popular | minghao on gose ep. 93 (4.4k notes) favorites | limbo mv / maknae line iphones / scoups, joshua, dino ima gifset / joshua on nhk

OCTOBER

most popular | mingyu on wageul wageul (2k notes) favorites | junhui playstation gfx / dk for elle / seventeen first profile sketch / junhui + pink / underwater mv / dino, woozi, hoshi gifset / woozi on aaa 2021

NOVMEBER

most popular | hoshi for vogue korea (600+ notes) favorites | screen time mv / joshua's double take cover gif typography / hoshi in attaccaa dance practice / seungcheol + pink beanie / dk, to you @ attacca comeback show / wonwoo, to you @ attacca comeback show / maknae line hot mv

DECEMBER

most popular | hoshi on nana tour highlight (800+ notes) favorites | pang! attacca highlight medley / dk @ '19 japan tour / dk, run to you @ '19 japan tour / mingyu & dino on gose ep. 48 / dk, to you @ weverse con

i made so many gifs this year holy shit 😭 tagging my cc mutuals and any other cc's who wanna do this! i wanna see your favorite creations and reblog them again before the year ends c: (no pressure tho!)

@woozis @goblinvern @wnjunhui @woozification @master-tonberry @kveom @jeonghan-yoons @wonufied @jeonsupershy @hongjoshuaz @facethesuns @booskwan @ajusnice @woozi @junranghae @singularities @junmail @saerom @dinoboos @97-liners @yuqi-s @kiimtaehyung @emoremix @seonghwasblr @renjunniez @jjunhui @sevencoloredstar @shnryjn @lesseraive @heeseunq @soonhoonsol @mimisamo @jebiwon @ppanghanni @toplines @xiaojuun @twiceland @ambivartence @sunghanbin @kimjiwoong @jusnhui @ryudaeng @

[woozification]

i was tagged by both @jeonwon-wonwoo and @irlvernon, tysm maddie & max!! i was hoping someone would tag me this year, i love looking back on things like this <3

rules: link your favorite and/or most popular post from each month this year (totally fine to skip months) and tag some CCs you love!

JANUARY

most popular: lee jihoon, world's cutest loser (2.2k notes) - i loove compilation sets, and this one was so hilarious and fun to make favorites: bss just do it & woozi's habit - i love the colors of my bss set! & i hadn't done much with fun text before, so i enjoyed picking out the font lol. - as for woozi's thumb-biting habit...once i noticed it, i started looking for it everywhere

FEBRUARY

most popular: mafia mingyu (700 notes) - i giffed so much of its2, and cute mafia loser mingyu was impossible to resist favorites: attacca era & post-show arts and crafts - i had a brief affair with attacca as my favorite era...it is impeccable, after all <3 - i noticed woozi making a little fan in the background of an after-show video and thought it was cute

MARCH

most popular: hao & vernon "get your hand off of me" (800 notes) - these two were just too funny dsjfnlsfhj, i had to immortalize them somehow favorite: dk & woozi at caratland 2023 - sweet sweet boys whom i adore with my whole heart...

APRIL

most popular: woozi for rmtcrw (500 notes) - as the caption says, rmtcrw woozi was an absolute gift favorite: super mv outfit details - my dirty little secret is that i didn't care much for super when it first came out, but watching the mv while making this set made me come around

MAY

most popular: woozi wants to be reincarnated as a cat (2.7k) - we stan one (1) catboy in this house. he's so correct actually. favorites: svt's 8th anniversary & woozi fml video behind - i was camping during the 8th anniversary and i literally drove 40 minutes back to my house to post this set...i couldn't let it go to waste. - behind the scenes woozi is so goofy silly, i love his awkward little hiccuppy laugh

JUNE

most popular: jeonghan "what would you do if i became a cockroach?" (1.2k notes) - classic jeonghan behavior necessitating a set... favorite: an ode album covers - my first foray into anything graphics-adjacent! it came out exactly how i planned, and it's my favorite thing i've created thus far

JULY

most popular: snoozi (5.2k notes) - my most popular set of the year! i love how many people enjoyed the pun, and i looooved compiling all the sleepy woozis favorite: it's definitely snoozi, but honorable mentions include strawboory & svt + tv tropes - strawberry boo was already too cute not to gif, and as soon as i had the pun in mind, nothing could've stopped me from using it - svt + tv tropes was so fun! i actually have a few ideas for a part 2, but not enough for a whole set yet.

AUGUST

most popular: "in the market" song (700 notes) - i was flabbergasted by this, woozi's memory terrifies me. instant gifset. favorite: a rainbow of wz hair colors - i loved coloring this set, for obvious reasons. vibrant gifs my beloved.

SEPTEMBER

most popular: follow tour vcr (500 notes) - the moment i saw this, i loved it. i'm not exactly sure what the plot was, so i had my own interpretation ofc. favorite: svt mvs + pink & blue - i was on a mission for rq&s, but i ended up going a little broader instead. i had fun making the templates!

OCTOBER

most popular: pd woo (700 notes) - it's just a single large gif, but man is it a cute face. the 700 notes are me reblogging it 700 times in another life. favorite: first love & letter album covers - wahhh these were so fun to make! the "love" one is my favorite, they're such good boys honestly.

NOVEMBER

most popular: woozi's birthday (400 notes) - i really enjoyed creating the layout for this and adding all the cute bits and pieces. it's one of my favorites from this year :) favorite: it's definitely the birthday set, but honorable mention for the birthday box photoshoot - pink sweater...

DECEMBER

most popular/favorite: 2024 sg spot (180 notes) - life got difficult in december, so this is my only set. behold!

this was fun! here's to more giffable content in 2024! ^^

a lot of my favs have already been tagged so apologies for any double tags, but (if you're so inclined) i'll tag @jeongtokkie @sevencoloredstar @woozis @goblinvern @wnjunhui @junranghae @dinoboos @junmail @hoshingi and @kiimtaehyung <3

[serenityseventeen]

The Letter Box

Love & Letter: To The Thirteen Boys I've Loved Before

Inspired by: To All The Boys I've Love Before by Jenny Han

The letters are written in first person and I will not be continuing this mini series (meaning that I won't make a particular storyline like the movie & book) since the main purpose of it is the letters.

The pictures that are added along with the letters have almost no relevance to the letter itself

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Arriving at the old house, you smiled, holding a box in your hands. Now that your father had passed away from sickness, the house had fallen into your hands. It was perfect timing too, as you needed a place to stay.

Upon entering the house, memories flooded your mind. The scent still hadn't changed and though the furniture got a bit dusty, it was fine.

The first place you went was your room, across the living room and hallway, beside the bathroom.

Everything was frozen in time. Ever since you moved out into an apartment to live a bit closer to your workplace, your father promised not to touch your room. You smiled, thankful that he kept his word.

You set the box of your belongings down on the ground and sat on the bed. He didn't even bother to clean the room, did he?

The pastel pink blankets were dusty and the large window across from your bed had it's dark blue curtains drawn.

Before you could settle in, you had to clean up the room, obviously. So, you started looking around, in your night table drawers, under your bed, etc.

When rummaging inside your closet, you come upon a a small box. It was bright yellow and had a bunch of different stickers applied on it's sides. The box was a perfect square.

As you lifted the lid of the square box, a smile appeared on your face as the memories slowly came back. You looked at the box with fascination, remembering the memories that came along with it.

It's a box filled with letters. Not just any kind of letters, special ones. It's a box to all the boys you've loved before.

You didn't send those letters, quite obviously, because it's about the people you've been in love with, but that doesn't mean they love you back. Of course, maybe some of them did love you back. Even so, who mails the person they've been in love with their love letter?

Anyway, this was a box of letters containing the memories for each boy you've ever grown a strong passion, fondness, and overall love for. Love was hard to explain in words. You just knew that you love them back then.

There were thirteen letters.

Thirteen letters stuck in this box.

Thirteen letters frozen in time.

Thirteen letters of your thirteen love stories.

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THE FIRST LETTER: Choi Seungcheol

A letter to your first love, Choi Seungcheol, who has gone to the same school as you ever since you two were kids. You two live a block across from each other and go to the same bus stop. He seems to be protective of you but at the same time not.

THE SECOND LETTER: Yoon Jeonghan

During your freshman year in high school, you meet a guy named Yoon Jeonghan, who plays basketball, is mischievous, and seems to be showing romantic interest in you. He suddenly disappears and you decide to write a confession letter to him.

THE THIRD LETTER: Hong Jisoo/Joshua

You begin to fall in love with your caring, sweet, and gentle new neighbor but upon overhearing him tell his friend that he doesn't like you romantically, you decide to write him a letter and end your romantic feelings.

THE FOURTH LETTER: Wen Junhui

This is a letter to reminisce and thank your first boyfriend, Jun. You write this letter expressing how thankful you were to have a great, loving, caring, and sweet boyfriend like him by your side, until you two broke up due to him having to leave.

The FIFTH LETTER: Kwon Soonyoung

You liked Soonyoung but most of all, you're grateful to him. You write a letter expressing your thanks toward him for being so caring and helping you become a dancer, as well as a confession about your feelings.

THE SIXTH LETTER: Lee Jihoon

You meet Jihoon in your tech audio class and he helps teach you about music. You two are slowly getting closer but Jihoon's friend leaks that he likes you to your friends. Your friends tease you two excessively, causing you two to drift apart.

THE SEVENTH LETTER: Jeon Wonwoo

Wonwoo meets you in the town's book club and sees you after school in the local library. You two fall in love and he's a warm, comforting, and loving boyfriend, but sometimes you can't help but feel that he's hiding his true self. This doesn't matter to you though because the memories you two had were enough to hold on to.

THE EIGHTH LETTER: Xu Minghao

You fall in love with a friend you meet in college after being away from love for a while. You don't realize that you were too ahead of yourself. Then, you realize that you mistook his friendly hangouts and gestures. He friend-zones you.

THE NINTH LETTER: Kim Mingyu

You take a part-time job at a cafe to make money for yourself and your father, who's in the hospital. You fall in love with Kim Mingyu, one of your senior coworkers, but decide to break up with him because you don't want your problems to become a burden.

THE TENTH LETTER: Lee Seokmin

After your breakup, you begin having an even harder time than you imagined. However, one day, you hear a beautiful voice from a beautiful man. You two fall in love and begin dating. He's sweet, lovely, warm, and like your healer, his name is Seokmin, and his dream is to sing.

THE ELEVENTH LETTER: Boo Seungkwan

Seungkwan is a regular at the cafe you work at. He always makes you laugh with his jokes. You two grow a bit closer but because you want to focus on your studies, you reject his confession. You begin to realize your feelings, but you don't confess because of the terrible, unlucky timing.

THE TWELFTH LETTER: Vernon Chwe

On your last year of graduate school, you meet Vernon, who saves you from getting hit by a bike. To repay him, you two start hanging out around each other. You two find each other as a source of comfort and are able to tell each other your insecurities, becoming good friends.

THE THIRTEENTH LETTER: Lee Chan

After graduating from grad school, you meet Lee Chan in a dance club and fall head over heels for him. You two begin dating and develop a summer romance but it seems more physical than actual love. After summer, he ghosts you, and you don't know why.

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© serenityseventeen

a/n: So while watching a book recommendation video, I came across To All The Boys I've Loved Before by Jenny Han and when I heard of the plot involving letters, I was inspired to create this! I'll put off requests for a bit to complete this mini series and put my creative writing abilities to the test. This mini series is sort of for myself I feel like.

+ get better, feel better, healthier, recover steadily, sending my best wishes to Minghao & S.coups!

[itadori-san]

every month of the year with hana !!

hello :bweep: i was tagged by the wonderful @woozi @gyukwans @merry-kwanmas @soonhoonsol @boosanta and @haniehae !! tysm :sob: <3333

i first began creating content in april 2021 :D also if it weren't for chey i wouldn't ever want to pick up photoshop in the first place so tysm love :sob:

April:

most popular: drunk boys playing ball

favourites: bread hao, uji doing aegyo and regretting it

thoughts: TERRIBLE GIFS. but i met chey this month <3

May:

most popular: chaos svt

favourites: favourite gose moments, hyung line hitori janai

thoughts: a pretty rough month in my life but i met lee!! and i met most of my mutuals!! i love all of you <3

June:

most popular: jeonghan 1st look set

favourites: chan at school, jun ♡ food

thoughts: i don't remember much from this month, but it was when i got jlagued :sob:

July:

most popular: woozi's embarrassing friend

favourites: mc soobin w hoshi, dino marvel fanboy

thoughts: no brainrot month :maelt: also the month i mostly made caption sets :D

August:

most popular: vocal unit caratland behind

favourites: home;wrecker, kwan-spo

thoughts: JLAGUED. i also met ria this month ( i think) <3 and everyone in the baldhouse :D

September:

most popular: jeonghan 1st look (yes again)

favourites: marshmallow shoe, seoksoon nonsense <3

thoughts: i only remember being v stressed <//3 i think it was this month the carat server was made? best decision ever fr

October:

most popular: siren jeonghan

favourites: jeonghan bday gfx, minghao set i lost psd for </3

thoughts: cb season. SCREAM. i don't like my most popular set at all fkjhskjd also i lost all the psds i made in this month :sob: and to think i started to like my colouring

November:

most popular: svt hiding behind an umbrella

favourites: minghao pink mb, minghao grazia recolour

thoughts: two words : minghao season

December:

most popular: jeongcheol burning the kitchen

favourites: scarf-han, jeonghan vlive

thoughts: the month with the least amount of content!!! (because exams <//3) only thing that has gotten me through are probably the ratlives :eye:

and finally we arrive at the last message! firstly, i'm extremely thankful to everyone who i've met on this hellsite. i 've always been a pretty quiet socially, and interactions with people used to freak me out to an unhealthy point. meeting people here helped me mend and find better irl friendships (that??? is so weird pls) secondly, thank you for talking to someone so bad at keeping conversations, and is probably at times unbearable ;-; <3 lastly, i really hope you have a good year in 2022 <3 i hope for days you can feel at peace with yourselves <3

oo! and i'm tagging a bunch of people who fall out of this weird gifs/gfx/visual content creator box that exists. please feel free to share your journey from this year too <3

tagging (sorry if you've already done it!): @joshuas @leech4ns @januarystars @svt-incorrect @ohoshi @nninas @dokyeomblr @loveonthefloormp3 @heeseunq @heartgyus @kveom @sannie-hannie @intokook @000png @starrywonn @tomlinsun @myungho @coupsnim

[solarwonux]

~4:00pm~

no warnings, it’s a little suggestive at the end though but nothing to bad

note: enjoy, let me know your thoughts :)

masterlist

You let out a sigh of content, crossing your arms over the edge of the hot tub, looking out at the snowy mountains and pine trees in awe. The bitter cold sending shivers down your spine but then subsiding when you felt the heat of the water take over your body. “Mhm, my love…a penny for your thoughts?” Jeonghan whispered. He leaned down placing his lips against your bare shoulder placing a gentle kiss, wrapping his arms over your torso.

“I’m just happy.” You shrugged leaning into his body. His naked torso somehow warming you up more than the water surrounding the two of you. “Thank you for this Hannie.”

“Anything for you my love.” He said the smile evident in his voice and just the thought sent butterflies to erupt inside your stomach. Slowly he turned you around in his arms making you face him. He smiled down at you as he leaned down and kissing your lips slowly. You sighed happily, placing your hands on his cheeks, squishing them playfully. He let out a soft laugh before pulling away and pecking your lips repeatedly, making you giggle.

You pushed him away delicately and made your way to the other side of the laptop. Taking a seat and looking up at the scenery watching the sun start to go down. Jeonghan took two long strides sitting down next to you. He snaked his arms around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. Jeonghan placed his fingers underneath your chin taking your attention away from the sky. “Pay attention to me.” He whined pecking your lips again, then your cheeks, your eyelids, finishing off with your nose.

“I always am, Hannie let me look at the sunset.” You giggled rubbing your nose against him. You pulled away pecking his forehead lovingly then turning your attention back to the setting sun. The mountains against the soft pinks and purples stirring something inside you that you could only describe as comfort and happiness. And you were grateful you could share this moment with your needy boyfriend.

“I’m better than the sunset.” He grumbled next to you crossing his arms in front of his chest. A teasing childish pout finding home on his face and all you could do was shake your head in disbelief.

You cupped your hands underneath the water and turned your body to face Jeonghan, who was currently having a silent meltdown. Smirking raised your hands making sure not to spill any water before leaning over and dumping it over Jeonghan’s dry hair, earning a frustrated sigh from him. “Smile or I’ll make you sleep on the couch tonight.”

“Give me kisses and don’t stop then.” He teased running a hand down his face trying his best to remove the water droplets from his face. You grinned moving so you were straddling his lap. A smirk playing on his lips as his sneaky hands found habit against your butt cheeks. Toying with the hem of your bathing suit. “Sometimes I blame myself for giving you too much attention…I created a literal nightmare.” You joked leaning forward stopping a few centimeters from his lips.

“Impossible, I’m your best daydream.” He stated in a matter of fact tone before crashing his lips with yours moving them feverishly as if they were on a mission. You on the other stayed still, teasing him and it wasn’t until he let out a whine of complaint you decided to kiss him back. The sunset behind you long forgotten as you let yourself get lost in him like always. Feeling his warm hands travel all over your body, leaving his touch imprinted against your skin. And you weren’t sure if the heat you were feeling was the water of the hot tub or your need for him growing rapidly.

You pulled away with hesitation. An embarrassing string of spit connecting your lips with his, before it decided to burst against the cold air. Your cheeks turning red when you spotted it. Jeonghan smiled knowingly leaning his back against the wall of the hot tub looking over at you smugly. “Was that enough for you?” You quirked your head pushing yourself off him. His reflexes responding faster than the speed of light as he pulled you back to him. He wrapped his arms around you placing his head against your chest, holding you tightly.

“I know I’ve gotten like ten kisses but can I have some more?” He mumbled, placing a kiss in between the valley of your breasts. “Maybe you’ll get more than kisses if you let me go inside.” You retorted lifting his head away from your body. His eyes lighting up like a kid who just got their favorite toy for Christmas. He loosened up his arms, laughing at his compliance as you stood up and started walking towards the stairs of the hot tub.

“Wait…it’s too cold, come back.” He whined grabbing onto your waist and pulling you back to him. “Hannie if we go inside we’d be warmer.” You whined throwing your hands up in frustration. The light of the moonlight surrounding the two of you making you look ethereal and out of this world.

“There’s no need.” He whispered against the base of your ear. “I know a variety of ways that can keep us warm out here.”

[svtxsoju]

00. prologue | dear miss soju

ღ Synopsis: College is hard. Love is even harder. Good thing the students of Mansae University can write in to Miss Soju, the campus’ very own romance advice columnist! The only problem is she’s never been in a relationship. Ever. There’s no telling what kind of chaos she may cause in the love lives of several of MU’s most eligible bachelors. Too bad no one knows who she really is!  ღ Characters/Pairings: college AU! Seventeen & OC’s, Pairings TBA!  ღ Genre: Romantic Comedy, Slice of Life ღ Warning(s): Mentions of alcohol, underage drinking, mentions of sex, language, bad jokes ღ Word Count: 2.6k words ღ Binu’s Note: hi to anyone who is reading this!!! i’m super excited (and kinda nervous :0) to post this bc i’ve been working on this project for a while now. aaaa i hope there are at least some people who can enjoy it! this is a relatively short-ish chapter but it’s p dense with exposition lol but anyway if ur reading this, thank you i love you!!! 

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Introducing The Front ’s New Romance Advice Columnist: Miss Soju! 

We all have an ideal: an ideal type, an ideal first date, an ideal relationship. The problem is love isn’t ideal at all. And sooner or later, we find ourselves sitting on that plastic chair in that tent on the side of the road with an ache in our chest. You’re hurt, confused, and kind of going crazy-- all the tell-tale symptoms of heartbreak are there. And the only cure? Soju, of course! 

Finding a decent partner and maintaining a healthy, sustainable relationship is difficult enough as it is. Then layer it with the culture shock of university, where you’re experiencing actual adulthood for the first time without mommy and daddy to hold your hand. It’s enough to make anyone lose their minds! Sure, you could always turn to your friends for support and advice, but in all honesty, they’re even more of a mess than you are. 

That’s why Mansae University’s affiliate newspaper, The Front, will be reviving our romance advice column this fall! Each week, Miss Soju will be answering all your burning questions, and that means all of them. Her expertise touches on topics as simple as explaining to that one guy that your love is fated because you passed each other at Yuhaeng Quad, like three times, and extends to more extreme situations that require an anonymous veil, like how to confess to your new boyfriend with the furry fetish that you’ve been severely allergic to animals since you were three and you have no idea how any animals act, let alone… Yikes. 

It’s true, college is full of new and bizarre experiences, some we must go through and some we’d much rather avoid. Who knows? Maybe you’ll meet the love of your life here. But it’s okay to admit that you need a little guidance through the mystical and confusing world of college dating. Miss Soju has got your back, and she’s not afraid to hit you with that real shit. As she always says, good advice is like taking a shot: sweet on the lips but burns your throat as you swallow it down. 

Monday, June 3rd, 2019 3:07PM

“Jihoon, I don’t know if I can do this.” 

Name: So Joohyun. Major: Journalism major with a minor in communications. Estimated graduation year: 2021. Desired position: World News Journalism Intern. That was what she had put on her application for The Front’s junior internship program. She had made sure to attach her published articles and to emphasize her interest in-- no, her passion for-- reporting compelling stories on an international scale. Not once in her application did she indicate that she was an expert in love or sex, let alone qualified to give others advice on the subjects! In fact, she was probably the least qualified person on campus for this position, which was probably the most perplexing aspect of the whole situation. 

But despite all of that, there she was, sitting in Yuhaeng Quad with her best friend, reading the promo piece she had written for Miss Soju. Jihoon had been ecstatic when he had thought of the nickname back in high school. She had snuck bottles of the alcohol over to his house one night after finals week, and he had drunkenly claimed that the name was doubly clever since So-ju were also the first two syllables in her name. When the newspaper had told her she needed an anonymous pen name, it was the only thing she could think of, mostly because creating a secret identity had made her in desperate need of a drink. She changed her mind. Having a secret identity was equally as perplexing as pretending to know how to spice up people’s sex lives. It was like she was some kind of Love Spiderman. She was not ready for that kind of great power or the great responsibility that came with it!

“‘I don’t know if I can do this’?” Jihoon repeated her words slowly. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say those words in that order. Can I take your picture? I need to commemorate this moment.” 

“Can’t you see that I am having a crisis?” she whined. “The integrity of my career is on the line because I’ve never bothered to go on a date!” 

“When are you not having a crisis?” Jihoon laughed. He sat up from lying down on their picnic tarp to give her full view of his smug grin. Originally, he had dragged Joohyun outside in hopes that the perfect summer weather would help relieve some of her stress from the past week. He even found her favorite spot under the shade of an ancient tree that overlooked the stretch of green field. But Jihoon could not call himself a proper best friend if he passed on an opportunity to rub all of this in her face. “This is what you get for chickening out on all our group blind dates! I could have scored that hot bassist girl with the thigh tattoo, but nooo, you always had to put your career first.” 

“Sue me for having priorities!” she huffed. Leave it to Jihoon to chalk this all up to karma. Now that he mentioned it though, she couldn’t help but feel like a higher power was taking a piss on her life. Or maybe it was just the shit-eating smile on Jihoon’s face that had her on edge. Joohyun tried to avert her focus to a couple of boys tossing a frisbee around instead, but somehow that irked her too. The idyllic weather, the carefree students, everything that was pleasant seemed to mock her sour mood. She pouted at the ground in defeat, and continued, “You are the first person to know that if I was told that dating and fucking around were going to be crucial to my journey to becoming South Korea’s top journalist by the time I turn 25, I would have become a hoe long ago.” 

“Woah, are you gonna start your thot phase for this? Are we gonna have a hot girl summer?” The boy began to bounce excitedly. Joohyun felt it was high time to give him the finger, but she also felt a small smile tugging at her frown. “Easier said than done, though. Remember Jessi from high school?”

“Yeah I remember,” she said with a sigh. High school romance had lured so many of her friends into its clutches, with its enticing promises of sweet chocolates and stuffed animals, and she had helplessly watched from the top of the class as they forsook their grades for boys who didn’t even know what deodorant was. She only shuddered to think of the state of their grades after a nasty break up. It was then that Joohyun had decided that her future was not worth risking over a boy’s attention. “Which is exactly why I never got involved in all that mess in the first place.”

“This must be the gods telling you that it’s time to.”

“What kind of fucked up god sets up a virgin as a love advice columnist?” she asked the sky loudly. If she had known there was anyone listening, she would have insisted that her question was rhetorical and was not in need of any type of response! However, the gods cared not for grammar technicalities on the mortal plane. They just couldn’t resist the chance to respond to someone so openly questioning their decisions with some good ol’ spite. Honestly, with the way things were going for her lately, Joohyun probably should have expected the frisbee flying merrily towards her face, even if she hadn’t just challenge the universe. 

“Oh fuck!” Joohyun jerked out of the way and felt the frisbee thunk against her shoulder instead. “Ow.” At this point, she didn’t even have the capacity to be annoyed; she just braced herself for whatever misfortune life threw at her next. 

“Sorry about that!” A boy called out, jogging up to them. As he came into clearer view, she noted that he looked far from misfortunate, and also had to remind herself that staring was rude even if someone was unnaturally handsome. His features were soft yet striking, like he had been carefully sculpted from cotton candy. Or maybe a fluffy rain cloud? Joohyun shook her head a little as if that would get her to stop staring so shamelessly. She speculated whether it was the sun that made it look like his blond hair was a glowing halo. Okay seriously, stop staring! He gave Joohyun a sweet smile when he reached them. “My friend got a bit distracted. Now that I’m here, I can’t say that I blame him. Hope we didn’t do too much damage!” 

“Uh,” was her captivating reply.  

Jihoon, never one to miss such a ripe opportunity, piped up beside her. “She’ll be fine. This is Joohyun, by the way.” 

His smile widened at Woozi’s introduction, and Joohyun could swear there was an actual twinkle in his eyes. “Nice to meet you both. I’m--”

“Yoon Jeonghan!” They all looked towards the call. The ethereal boy let out a startlingly loud cackle at the sight of his friend, who gave the two strangers a sheepish wave before continuing to gesture for Jeonghan to return. Joohyun must have been put in a staring mood, because she didn’t miss how his friend’s big ears were a shade of pink and how they bloomed into a cherry red when they briefly made eye contact. She caught herself wondering if all the boys at Mansae University were always this cute. 

“I guess I better go,” the boy named Jeonghan shrugged. Joohyun felt his fingers brush against hers when he took the frisbee from her hand, his eyes glinting mischievously. Now she was sure she was seeing things. “See you two around!” 

They both watched him retreat in an awestruck silence. That was certainly… unanticipated. Even long after Jeonghan and his friend were out of sight, the brief encounter left a blanket of fogginess lingering over them. Had she not felt his fingers on hers, Joohyun would have easily believed that it had all been in her head. At the same time, she was pretty sure that she wasn’t bold enough to conjure up someone that looked like that on her own. As she continued to fathom how a human being could glow, Joohyun felt the fog dissipate into the warm summer air. She felt like she was waking up from a disorienting dream, and she blinked to hasten the process. To her growing bewilderment, she found that her heartbeat was steady as she came back to her senses, her mind seemingly devoid of the panic and doubt that had plagued her all week. It was a gasp of fresh air. 

Jihoon, on the other hand, had long broken free from the strong impression that the blond boy made. He noted the dazed look on his best friend’s face and rolled his eyes. Who knew that a pretty boy was all it took to make her shut up a bit? He nudged Joohyun impatiently, so that she could pay attention to him while he roasted her for totally flubbing her chances.  “You thinking of risking it all for that guy?” 

In an instant, Joohyun slammed herself back into reality just to shove Jihoon away from her. “That is so not happening,” she said a little too indignantly. Before Jihoon could reassure her that the guy seemed interested enough even though she had only said a single syllable to him, Joohyun suddenly turned to him very seriously. “Do you really think I  can do it, Jihoon?” 

“What, bang that guy? I can try calling him back here if you want,” he snickered. 

“You know what I mean!”  

“Okay sorry, I couldn’t resist,” Jihoon replied, his grin now melting into a familiar smile, the one that could put her at ease on her lowest days. “I just don’t know why you have to ask. You and I both know that you kick ass at writing. You’ve written about stuff like natural disasters and the student protests, no problem at all. It’s not like you have a PhD in environmental science or politics. How is this any different? ”

Joohyun scrunched her face as if Jihoon had just suggested that chocolate milk came from brown cows. “Dude, they’re completely different. Those articles were reporting on facts. I did research, I conducted interviews!” 

“That’s what I’m saying, Joo!” Jihoon exclaimed suddenly. As smart as she was, he couldn’t help getting a little giddy whenever he thought of a good idea before her. “Why not treat Miss Soju like any other of your other projects? I mean, love is probably one of the most well-documented experiences throughout history, and people are still going through all the same shit. There’s probably thousands of resources for a man simping on a hot chick alone. You can even take your pick, like movies, songs, books, weird couples on Youtube?You don’t need to have experience, because you can just do the research! ” 

“Research?” Joohyun repeated. If there was one thing that she was good at, it was doing the work. From the moment she had decided to become a journalist, everything she had done was a strategic move to get her closer to her end goal. She had spent sleepless nights perfecting the details of her writing, countless hours reading through endless archives of old articles. Hell, she even restricted herself from dating for years just so she could focus on keep her grades up. It was almost too easy of a solution. Maybe she was meant to do this after all.

 Another couple of months of research would simply be another hurdle on her way to the finish line and she was getting closer and closer. Finally, she felt a smile spread across her cheeks, a real, genuine smile. “I… I can do that.” 

“Now that,” Jihoon said as he took her hand in his, pulling her up to her feet, “sounds like So Joohyun. Or should I say Miss Soju?” 

She laughed as she dusted the grass off of her butt. “You know, it’s probably not a good idea to include the first part of my name in my anonymous persona. It makes it so obvious that it’s me.”

“Yeah, I mean it would be obvious if people actually knew who you were in the first place,” Jihoon scoffed, narrowly dodging a kick from her. “That’s a good thing for you! Anyway, let’s get out of here, I have a couple of tweaks to make to my song before releasing it tonight. Could you listen to it by the way? I need to know if it’s too cheesy.” 

“Oh, the song you’re writing about your mystery muse?” Joohyun hummed playfully while packing up their blanket. She followed after her best friend as he began the short climb uphill. “I don’t know if I want to, you’ve been pretty out of pocket today.”

“Hey!” he said defensively. “First: I don’t need a muse for my songs, I just have a very vivid imagination and my talent does the rest. Second: I literally just stopped you from giving up on your lifelong dream of becoming a journalist, so I think you owe me one. You’re just jealous I can write love songs without having an existential crisis.” 

“See, that is what I mean by out of pocket,” she paused for a beat. “I may be willing to listen to your song. For a small price, of course.”

“Okay, deal,” he agreed without hesitation, missing the way Joohyun deviously smirked beside him. They reached the concrete pavement at top of the hill and headed in the direction of his nearby apartment. “What is it this time, Ms. So?” 

“Well Mr. Lee, thanks to your lovely suggestion earlier, I have been inspired to begin work immediately. So we shall be watching Twilight on movie night,” she said all too gleefully, mostly for satisfaction that Jihoon’s twisted face of disgust gave her. 

“Do we have to?” he groaned.

 “It’s for my research!”

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a happy medium - wonhui

wen junhui is just your average 20-year-old university student. he pulls all-nighters, goofs off with his friends, and parties a bit more than he should. oh, and he talks to dead people. somehow, he manages to balance being a student and a medium without much difficulty, but lately he’s been getting a little too distracted by spirit. more specifically, by a grandmother spirit belonging to the hottest guy in his lecture… and she’s desperate to try and set the two of them up. he really doesn’t want to give the stranger a reading, afraid she might make him say something embarrassing, but at this point, he’s going to fail the class if she doesn’t shut up.

a long time coming - wonhoon

Wonwoo knew the back of Jihoon’s head better than anyone.

a mother’s favor - meanie

Visiting the Underworld has never been on the list of Wonwoo’s favorite things to do but he guesses it can always get worse.

a wave breaking on the shore - soonwoo

When the sun stops shining so brightly, make a stop by the beach to check up on it. Soonyoung and Wonwoo are figuring things out.

and the stars forever dwell - meanie

“I’m Wonwoo. My dad is the caretaker here, but you already knew that.”

Wonwoo is right, and Mingyu is a liar.

Sir Jeon is the resident caretaker of these dragons—the best in the capital—and his son, Wonwoo?

Well, Mingyu wouldn’t call him a stranger.

art isn’t meant to be hung up, anyways - soonwoo

“I’m taking you on the first date,” Wonwoo says, surely, though Soonyoung catches the slight tremble of his fingers, the catch in his throat, the way his eyes dart back and forth between Soonyoung and Seokmin, as if daring to contradict him.

“I would like to take you on a date,” Soonyoung decides to say instead, putting the flowers into a vase. “It’s nicer if you ask this way. I’d also be more inclined to say yes, you know.”

“Yes,” Wonwoo tilts his head. “What you said.”

—

or, the one where Wonwoo decides it’d be a good idea to take Soonyoung on dates because he really, really wants something Soonyoung has.

as the carnations bloom - wonhui

Junhui presses his lips onto Wonwoo’s, slipping the red carnation into Wonwoo’s hair, and Wonwoo knew exactly what it meant; deep love and affection.

become the star of this night (and shine on me) - soonwoo

Wonwoo has always loved the stars.

(in which Wonwoo and Soonyoung found each other underneath the stars)

bedtime tendencies - meanie aff

Mingyu doesn’t know when and why exactly he starts leaving a space on his bed for Wonwoo at night, but he does it anyway.

blush pink roses - soonwoo

Wonwoo is a cute florist and Soonyoung is the disaster gay that comes in every week to buy flowers so he can see him.

breakfast: the most important meal of the day - meanie

Without thinking about the possible implications of his action, Mingyu cooks breakfast for his one-night stand. So when his one-night stand comes out of the bedroom looking like he’s about to leave, awkwardness ensues. And just when Mingyu decides everything will be okay because he’s never going to see the guy again, he sees the guy again.

budding love - wonhui

Coming from rival flower shops, Wonwoo and Jun are not allowed to interact. Too bad they don’t particularly agree with their family rule. (Or the one where WonHui become the modern and flowery equivalent of Romeo and Juliet)

burnt norton - soonwoo

Three (completely!!!) hypothetical questions, two boys with a hangover, and one ramen joint booth in Seoul.

(but i got) tunnel vision - meanie

“But you’ve only just created your account.”

“Exactly.” It takes a lot of self-control not to toss his phone to the far end of the table the way one might a hissing snake; as vehement a statement as it might make (and Wonwoo’s feelings are most definitely vehement and then some), it is an expensive phone.

He settles on setting it down as decisively as possible, pointedly turning off the screen. “Ok, I’ve signed up for OkCupid, gotten the welcome email, filled in the necessary details, yadda, yadda, yadda. Can we get to revising now please?”

-

If there is anything that will get your mind off an unrequited crush on your best friend, it’s definitely an online dating application. So naturally, Wonwoo ends up being coerced into joining OkCupid for two weeks.

can’t do without - soonwoo

“You don’t talk much, huh?” the boy says, wrinkling his brows and squinting at him. “That’s okay though, I talk a lot.”

Wonwoo stares at the unwavering smile on the other boy’s face.

“I’m Kwon Soonyoung, by the way,” he says. “We should be friends.”

car trouble. - wonhoon

Wonwoo sits back in his seat after his umpteenth attempt at starting the car, muttering “useless piece of junk” under his breath, although Jihoon could practically spell each word out in the air in front of him.

choosing the right place to put it - woncheol

Seungcheol lets Wonwoo adopt a cat. It’s a lot worse than he thought it would be.

clusters of galaxies in your eyes - soonwoo

Soonyoung’s astronaut boyfriend is finally coming home. Finally.

come a little closer - soonwoo

It’s a long weekend, and Wonwoo intends to enjoy his Sunday.

Or: I just wanted an excuse to write more soft making out Soonyoung and Wonwoo fic.

come to me - wonhao, soongyu

wonwoo is sick and tired of soonyoung trying to set him up with every guy he meets, so instead he takes matters into his own hands.

confession - wonhan

Jeonghan likes his potions partner.

cradle me in your comfort, will you? - wonshua

Wonwoo finds his way with words.

aka a soft, domestic, a-day-in-the-life wonshua for anyone who likes and appreciates this ship

cupid hit me with precision - woncheol, jihan

The thing about working at a PC Bang is that it tends to have regulars. Guys with big glasses who are dreaming of going pro in League of Legends, guys in their late 20s who just want a place to go to play games in peace, kids who don’t quite have the gaming setup they want just yet. Seungcheol’s favorite regular comes in on Thursdays.

curiosity killed the cat - soonwoo

Soonyoung is having a no good, lousy, awful day. And it doesn’t help that the attractive stranger sitting next to him on the train smells strongly of fish, for some strange reason.

cu(t)e cards - meanie

Wonwoo helps Mingyu for his job interview. Mingyu loves playing around.

diving too deep for coins - meanie

Taking a step forward, his entire body shudders, gravity and wind working against him and pushing him towards the dark surface. Tears well up in his eyes, and he wipes them with his sleeve. He sways on his feet.

Wonwoo lets his tears drop first.

His body follows.

don’t gotta worry about me (i got all my love in my arms) - meanie

They live together and love together, but that doesn’t mean everything is perfect.

(It’s more than perfect.)

dots & lines - soonwoo

Wonwoo just wishes someone had told him how easy it is to fall in love with someone, especially when that person is Kwon Soonyoung.

dramatic fool - meanie

Of all the dramatic things that Kim Mingyu has done and said, some tend to shock Jeon Wonwoo more than others.

Or the one where the best friends have climatic-non-climatic feeling realizations.

earth angel - wonhui

Even when Jun’s perfectly planned date falls apart, and they’re stuck at some old diner in the middle of nowhere, it seems like Jeon Wonwoo can put anything back together and make it worthwhile.

aka, the one where Jun tells Wonwoo he loves him for the first time

easier said than done - wonhoon

It’s easier for Jihoon to express his endearment with expressions and actions rather than with words, but it’s difficult because he’s not sure if it’s easy for Wonwoo to decipher.

eat your heart out, joshua hong - wonshua

No one ever told Joshua that the hardest part of being a superhero is getting the boy.

eggsquisite - wonhao

Minghao watches them go, observes the couples and hopeful singles that filter through the store, looking for the perfect present to give their loved ones, and hopes, with that small part of his mind - stuffed and locked away as it was - that he’d be able to have a fairy tale like that for himself one day too.

Alternatively: Minghao is a salty, single pringle.

everything i could give - soonwoo

Wonwoo is a servant in the Kwon household, and Soonyoung is the Crown Prince.

floriography (you’re my orange blossom). - soonwoo

Soonyoung speaks with flowers. Wonwoo speaks with paint.

(a.k.a florist!Soonyoung meets painter!Wonwoo and feelings ensue)

flower petals - 96z

When he had first seen the flowers bloom across his flesh on his 16th birthday he had been entranced. He had sat in front of his mirror until the clock struck midnight waiting with as much exposed skin as possible in an attempt to watch his mark appear. The slow outline of each flower being drawn had kept him staring at his mirror for nearly an hour.

forever (a place where i’m with you) - soonwoo

Wonwoo’s concept of forever has always been by the book. It’s not until today that he realizes that he had been using the word “forever” wrong all this time and it’s all thanks to Soonyoung.

frustration management issues - wonshua

joshua hong, the boy gifted with the power of being calm despite the stress and frustrations university may bring about, has a secret (or two) that only jeon wonwoo knows.

together they learn the best way to de-stress when hell week comes.

(it may or may not involve dark alleyways and drunken kisses.)

got you dreamin’ - soonwoo

Oh, why’d you have to be so cute? It’s impossible to ignore you, ah Why must you make me laugh so much? It’s bad enough we get along so well

(loosely based on goodnight n go by ariana grande)

gymnopedie - soonwoo

If fanning on embers is a bad thing, I’ll become a bad man.

Soonyoung may have slight abandonment issues and a fear of guilt-tripping. Wonwoo mistakes loyalty as an excuse to hold against touching him. Everything falls into place, bit by bit.

herbs - soonwoo

Single father Soonyoung and his daughter Soonji have just moved into a rural community and decide to visit the herb garden near the village.

hersheys - meanie

Mingyu and Wonwoo are best friends, sometimes they share kisses.

holding out for a hero - wonhao

the life of xu minghao, a superhero, and how he balances fighting crime by night and swooning over a cute cashier by day.

hope you find your peace - wonshua

Wonwoo dances on a tightrope looking for the silver lining to destruction.

how to get a date with a hot cat dad - soonwoo

Soonyoung is a self-admitted helpless romantic, which is fine, until one day at the pet clinic he works in walks Jeon Wonwoo and his damn cat. And then, again. And, again. It makes Soonyoung ask 1) how many cats does this hot stranger have? and 2) how the hell do I get a date with him?

how to woo a pretty boy with his favorite flower - wonhui

Junhui didn’t expect to meet the cutest boy in the world in a flowershop while hiding from creepy fans, but he did.

how will i know? - wonhao

how will wonwoo know when he’s finally gotten things together? minghao doesn’t give him an answer with words, but wonwoo already has one anyway.

hush hush, kiss kiss - wonhoon

When everyone thought the student council president and vice president were just best friends.

(+ the time everyone found out the truth)

i just wanna be yours; - wonshua

wonwoo cups jisoo’s face in his hands and murmurs against his lips, “i want you.” jisoo blinks. “hm?”

i kinda want u(ber) - wonhao

Cute delivery guys apparently really do exist.

i kissed a boy - wonhao

“I kissed a boy,” Wonwoo says. He didn’t really have much thought on it other than that he kissed a certain Chinese sophomore in the room.

i want (a pizza) you - meanie aff

Mingyu isn’t really expecting his request for the cutest delivery person at one in the morning to be fulfilled.

i want a refund - soonwoo

“Wonwoo, quick! Kiss me!”

“Wha-”

“My boss is walking over! Kiss me!!”

Soonyoung’s probably rubbed off some or completely transferred over all his panic to Wonwoo because Wonwoo doesn’t even think. Except for maybe one last “Fuck it.” in his head before he uses his free hand, the one not holding the bottle of beer to gently grab Soonyoung’s chin, turning his face towards him and crashes their lips together.

i’ll give you everything - meanie

“I’ll give you the sun, the stars, the ocean, the time, the wind, and the fireflies—hell, I’ll give everything I have only if I can have you.”

OR

When Kim Mingyu is willing to give up everything he has just to be with Wonwoo.

i’m okay (i’m not okay) - wonhui

Junhui misses Wonwoo, and maybe Wonwoo misses him too.

if it ain’t chickens, it’s feathers - soonwoo

And if it ain’t feathers, then what is it, really?

if these blankets could talk - soonwoo

Soonyoung should not be left alone to his own devices. After living with him for the semester, Wonwoo has come to learn precisely why.

in a heartbeat - meanie

Mingyu finds himself drawn to him, to his effortlessly handsome features and slender frame, to the way the sunlight reflects off his dark hair just so, to the slight scrunch of his nose when he smiles.

For the first time in his life, Mingyu forgets to take a photo.

in out up down - soonwoo

To forget, to remember, to live, to die. They’re all jumbled up lately, and Wonwoo can’t seem to remember what the difference is.

inhale/exhale - wonhoon

Wonwoo hides behind his sweaters. The world is a scary place.

it’s alright if it’s you - wonshua

let it be known that:

1) joshua hong jisoo hates skin contact with a burning passion

2) jeon wonwoo loves it

and

3) jisoo can do anything for his boyfriend

it’s my favourite thing - meanie

Long before they became intimate, long before he fell for his friend, Wonwoo noticed Mingyu’s mouth.

jazzcat tango - soonwoo

Just a couple of guys on a cruise through the stars, searching every corner of the galaxy for something they don’t know how to find, only now they have a cat.

kiss me through the phone - meanie

mingyu’s a solo artist dating his manager, wonwoo. he wishes it wasn’t so secret, though.

kitten

Wonwoo wants attention. He’s not very good at exactly asking, though.

keep me in your chest - wonhan

Jeonghan leads a very comfortable life. It’s not often he gets the feeling something is about to burn.

liar liar pants on fire - meanie

No one believes Mingyu when he says he’s dating Wonwoo.

leave (vb): to go away from, to remain - meanie

You always hear stories about the one being left behind. They should tell more stories about the ones leaving, Mingyu thinks, as he stares blankly at the road disappearing behind him in the rearview mirror. Because they all talk about being left behind, but no one ever told him that leaving would hurt like this.

(In which Mingyu is Wonwoo’s moon.)

light up a fire - meanie

wonwoo’s six break ups with mingyu

like the broken pottery mended with gold - wonhui

“You’re not a robot, are you?” Wonwoo asked, incredulous. Junhui laughed at him instead of answering. And Wonwoo could only stare from across the table, transfixed, because when Junhui laughed the rest of his body also laughed with him. That, Wonwoo thought, might just be one of the most charming things he had ever seen. * The world broke for Junhui. Wonwoo put his pieces back together. Kind of.

love story of a boy - soonwoo

Soonyoung doesn’t remember a time when he didn’t know Wonwoo, doesn’t remember a time when he didn’t know how it felt to have Wonwoo next to him.

Childhood friends AU, posted for Soonwoonet’s PushxPull Fanfiction Challenge.

love you so loud - meanie

“So I guess what I mean is, find someone you’d wait to have brunch with.”

messier 31 (all of the above) - soonwoo

There’s just so much light, knitted into the dark between stars and clouds of gas and dust, that the human eye can’t see no matter how long it looks or how wide it’s opened.

morning rush - soonwoo

In which Soonyoung finds love in a hopeless place. Not really, he’s just running late on one particular day and has to enter a battlefield, also known as, Japan’s railway morning rush, when he finds himself utterly and irrevocably whipped for a stranger he meets inside a very, very crowded train.

muscles and flowers - meanie

a day in the life of florist wonwoo and fitness trainer mingyu or the florist and fitness trainer au no one asked for but got it anyway

quiet love - wonhoon

Person A feels uncomfortable when people touch them; they don’t want people to think that they are trying to be rude or anything, so they often deal with this discomfort in order to fit in. Person B is the first to notice.

paper boats of love - meanie

Mingyu loves to send off small paper boats with cute sayings written on them on the pond near his house, hoping his neighbor will see him. One day, he’s surprised to see a paper boat that comes back with writing that isn’t his.

pack (and unpack (and unpack)) - wonhao

At the end of it all, there will be nothing but boxes full of things you don’t need and nowhere left to put them.

recollections - wonhui

Junhui reminds him of a storybook character, of one of those princesses trapped within a tower, unable to escape. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Wonwoo likes to indulge the delusion that he could be Junhui’s prince.

reinventing the flightless bird - soonwoo

Wonwoo already knows that folding paper is not as simple as it looks, but the boy in the library still takes every opportunity to show him exactly how.

save as draft - meanie

“I gotta write a poem; it’s due tomorrow.”

Mingyu doesn’t flinch, but Wonwoo uses his right foot to nudge a bit of his skin, trying to help him relax. “Shouldn’t you be writing it then, instead of doing laundry, ordering food and washing my hair?”

“You’re quite distracting.” But what he means is “you’re quite inspiring”.

-

Wonwoo has a poem to write for a class. And for the sake of his creativity, a night with Mingyu is all he needs.

seared into my heart - meanie

wonwoo waits for a name to appear on his wrist, not knowing that his soulmate is already seared into his heart.

second life ( of sorts ) - woncheol

seungcheol’s spell backfires. but everything goes as plans ( sort of ).

secret kisses behind the school gym - wonhao

Jeon Wonwoo the ordinary high school boy. Xu Minghao the school’s infamous delinquent.

They both shared a few things together. Things involving lips and secret jokes.

secrets we hold - wonshua

wonwoo likes jisoo. that’s it.

serenata - wonshua

The four instances Wonwoo remembers Joshua playing the guitar for him and the one time Joshua doesn’t.

shangri-la - wonhui

Junhui found love in art at the age of four. Wonwoo found love in music at the age of six. They would find love in each other at the age of twenty-three.

spectrum - wonhui

Jeon Wonwoo doesn’t know color, but he does know Wen Junhui.

taming more than beasts - soonwoo

Soonyoung can only dream of catching up to the prodigy named Jeon Wonwoo. When circumstances lead them to meet more often, however, he realizes that the school genius is more down-to-earth than he first thought.

take a sip from my secret potion - wonhoon

a potioneer and a herbal witch cross paths with a bad witch.

or, how wonwoo and jihoon forget their playful jabs and awkward tension to try to stop another witch from causing chaos.

take care

Wonwoo’s migraine is killing him- or, at least, that’s what it feels like. The members to their best to make it all better.

take my hand (take my whole life, too) - meanie

Mingyu loves spending time with his friend, Wonwoo. Mostly in bed, mostly without their clothes on.

Mingyu also wants to spend Wonwoo’s birthday with him, since that’d be cool.

Except Wonwoo has a date (or at least Mingyu thinks so) and now he has to think about why his heart aches at the thought if they aren’t in a relationship to begin with.

taste your name in my mouth - soonwoo

Wonwoo wonders why he is at the beach, in the cold, when a storm could start at any moment.

tell me we don’t look good together - meanie

q: what would you do if you could do anything without fear? a: tell him you love him.

tell me how to win your heart (i haven’t got a clue) - wonhoon

Jihoon is drunk out of his mind and decides now is the best time to discuss feelings. Wonwoo can do nothing but indulge.

tessellation, variegation, and other synonyms - soonwoo

Soonyoung wonders about a lot of things. Wonwoo, evidently, has his own curiosities.

the cat’s pyjamas - soonwoo

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. When Wonwoo moved into his new apartment with his boyfriend, he hadn’t been expecting the latter. Domestic pet-raising AU.

the equation of gravity - soonwoo

It’s kind of a paradox, really: they’re both wholly averse to love, but also half in love with each other.

(Soonyoung is the complete opposite of Wonwoo, but he’s a pretty good roommate. Anything more with him, though, would be messy. And to Wonwoo’s credit, he actually lasts a surprising amount of time before he feels the ground give out from underneath him and falls.)

the methods i do best - soonwoo

Everything starts, as it always does, with Seungkwan opening his mouth.

the snake that lives in water - soonwoo

When taking a job as a snake milker, Wonwoo assumed that his greatest challenge would be three-foot long, venomous reptiles.

As it turns out, it’s a lovesick co-worker.

these memories are for us - wonhui

Before they start their last year of college, Soonyoung convinces Junhui, Wonwoo and Jihoon to go on a road trip.

this might be cheesy, but i think you’re grate - wonhui

Junhui is a flirt. Wonwoo knows this. Hell, everyone does. Once Junhui warms up to you, he drops lines left and right. Most of their friends just roll their eyes and shake it off. Minghao sometimes smacks him. Seungkwan makes sassy comments about how he should stop learning Korean. Wonwoo mostly tries to pretend he hasn’t heard a single word and prays his pokerface is good enough to conceal the sheer gay panic that runs through his veins every time Junhui flirts with him.

thumbs up - wonhoon

It’s a twist of cheese bread, first.

That makes its way onto Jihoon’s desk, an assortment of food laid out for him.

to give back - wonhan

Wonwoo wasn’t the best at expressing his emotions. But that didn’t mean that he loved any lesser.

to write about love - soonwoo

I’m not a love poet. But if I was to wake up tomorrow and decide that I really wanted to write about love - my first poem would be about you. Soonyoung owns a vegan bakery, Wonwoo’s a down on his luck author with writer’s block and sometimes we find good things in places we aren’t even looking.

transmogrify - soonwoo

in which wonwoo has an incurable disease, soonyoung is determined to cure said incurable disease, and stealing from a witch has consequences, no matter how pure your intentions.

(a fairy tale, kind of, with a happy ending, kind of.)

waiting up all night - meanie

“Up all night, by Oliver Tank.”

“Pardon?” He asks, curious about the sudden response.

The shorter boy smiles, “The song you were dancing to. It’s called Up all night by Oliver Tank. He makes good music.”

Or: where Mingyu waits each night for the mystery boy who buys a pack of cigarettes, skittles, m&m’s and recommends him songs.

wanna marry me? - wonhui

Jun has a plan to get free cake, and it involves proposing to Wonwoo. (or the one where WonHui get engaged for a week)

when the moonflower blooms - soonwoo

moon·flow·er /ˈmo͞onˌflou(ə)r/ noun a tropical American climbing plant of the morning glory family, with large, sweet-smelling white flowers that open at dusk and close at midday.

who do you love? - wonshua

Joshua was searching for the truth. For his love.

Luckily, Wonwoo left him clues to find it.

wishes for the moon - wonhui

Wonwoo is a cat who continuously has to watch Junhui get jerked around by the guy he’s dating. Desperately, he wants to become human in order to protect Junhui. Upon a night of the full moon, Wonwoo gets his wish.

you feel like summer time - meanie

The light from the slowly sinking sun creates a soft glow around Wonwoo’s head, revealing the warm brown tones in his hair that usually go unnoticed.

The smile drops from Mingyu’s face without him realizing it, completely lost in the ethereal aura of his best friend. It’s only when Wonwoo’s face falls in concern that Mingyu realizes he must be acting weird.

“Mingyu?” Wonwoo asks carefully, eyebrows knitting together. The pulse in Mingyu’s veins only quickens, because no matter what face Wonwoo pulls, it carefully tugs at each of Mingyu’s heartstrings.

—

Or—it’s summer time and maybe Mingyu is a little bit in love.

you make me feel (how you’re looking at me) - meanie

Wonwoo made room for Mingyu without being asked, put his back to the wall so Mingyu could slide right into his arms.

“Please,” Mingyu said in a whisper so soft that Wonwoo almost didn’t hear it. He didn’t need to. He knew what Mingyu was here for.

—Or—

Jeon Wonwoo’s continued collision with Kim Mingyu, or more correctly, with the truth.

[carat10library]

SEVENTEEN Scenarios

3. SEASONS

 SEUNGCHEOL - The climate is too humid today. He just left a while ago. You sat on the bench and waited for him to come back. “Sorry for making you wait,” he said, offering you a Melona. “Thanks for the treat.” The heat is really irritating. You can see beads of sweat on his forehead and neck. To ease the summer heat, you started fanning. “Oh, thanks… but do you want me to do it?” he offered again. “No, as I can see, you really need this,” you said, fanning him continuously. But he does not want you to get tired, so he snatched the fan from your hand. Before you could react, he already put a finger on your lips. He smirked at you and you were not able to speak.

 JEONGHAN - “Are you at home?” he asked from the other line. “Yes, why?” you answered. “I want you to go outside,” he ordered. “Outside?” You went to peek at the window. There he is, standing outside. “Why? You can’t believe I’m here?” he replied as your eyes met. Immediately, you joined him outside. ”It’s cold. What are you doing here?” He invited you instead of answering your question. “Let’s go somewhere.” In this cold weather? You told him you will be back; you need to dress up properly. After you are all set, you went back outside. “Where are we going?” you asked, excitedly. “To the park, I just want to take a walk,” he answered. “Then let’s get going while it’s early. It will be colder at night.” You started walking on the way to the park with him. “Wait,” he said. He looked at you like he’s looking for something. He removed his own scarf, and then he put it on your neck. “Let’s go,” he said.

JISOO - He went out of the car, smiling at you. Earlier this day, he left you a note in the office saying, “Let’s meet at Kona Beans. 5:30pm. – Jisoo.” You’re the first to arrive as always. It’s obvious there’s something you need to talk about. He ordered a cup of Americano while you ordered chocolate latte and a slice of chocolate mousse. He picked the place near the glass windows. “So, what are we doing here?” you asked, enthusiastically. “It’s a date,” he replied, smiling. “Oh, yes,” you murmured. Awkward silence filled the air. You glanced at the trees outside the windows. It is now fall. “Don’t put notes on my table again,” you said, coldly. “Why?” he asked, confused. “I know. Are you still keeping our relationship a secret?” You can’t look at him in the eyes. He’s right. He reached for your hand and said, “It may be a good option, but I can’t go on like this. You don’t have to hide the fact that we’re in love.”

 JUNHUI - To go or not? You’ve been thinking of his invitation since last night. The truth is you really want to go with him, spend your morning with him. After thinking over the matter, you finally made up your mind – you’re going with him. You were greeted by him at the park entrance. You smiled at him. “I have something for you,” he said as he gave you a bouquet of dandelions and asters. Flattered, you accepted the flowers. “Achoo!” You forgot you are allergic to pollen. “Don’t you know I am allergic to flowers?” you nagged. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. What should I do now?” he asked with concern. You searched for your medicine in your bag. Fortunately, you found some. “How are you feeling?” he asked again. ”Better,” you responded. “I ruined your day,” he mumbled. “Though I’m allergic to flowers, I felt special when you gave me those. Don’t be sad,” you consoled him. “Really? I’m happy you did.”

 SOONYOUNG - You are walking alone from school. If autumn leaves weren’t pretty to look at, you’ll be bored. The temperature is not so cold, just perfect for walking home. You continued walking on your way home, entertained by the yellow and orange leaves on the ground. The sound of crushing leaves made you look behind and you saw him coming, riding on his bike. You stepped aside. He stopped and offered you a ride. “Is it really okay?” you hesitated. “It’s okay, you have me with you,” he said. You sat behind him. “Are you ready?” he asked. You nodded your head. Before he started pedaling again, he looked at you. “Let’s go!” he chuckled. You instantly placed your hands on his waist. You heard him laughing, softly. “It’s tickling me, but it’s all right. Hold on,” he said as he glanced at you. You smiled at him, and he focused on the road as the autumn leaves fall.

 WONWOO - Today, he’ll be taking you out with him. Going to the Namsan Tower is your dream. Finally, he found a way out of his busy schedule to take you there. Climbing the stairs up the tower is easy with him by your side, hand in hand. This is it, you thought. He handed you the key and padlock. You also wrote him a note. ”Wonwoo-ah, I really love you.” He looked at the note. “May I see what you have written?” A smile appeared on his face. His note for you says, “Jagiya, I will love you forever.” You were flattered that you hugged him. He put the lock and the notes on the fence. Both of you took pictures with the love locks as souvenir from that place. “As I have written on the note ‘I will love you forever’, will you be mine forever?” he asked. Your heart raced. “Will you marry me?” he proposed to you as the summer rain began falling.

 JIHOON - The sea breeze calms both of you as you were sitting on the shore. Now this is what you call a vacation. You settled on the quietest area of Gwangalli Beach. “I’m happy to be back here in Busan,” he stated. “Though it’s only for days, I’m happier,” you said without looking at him. The sea creates light waves from time to time, submerging your feet. “I can’t feel it,” he said in a low voice. You looked a t him and said, “Can’t feel what?” He smiled. “You should look at me when you say things like that. That means you are sincere,” he corrects you. “But you heard it right, didn’t you? I’m happier that you’re here,” you confessed. “Now I heard it clearly,” he laughs. You frowned upon seeing his hands. “What happened to your hands?” you asked. “Don’t tell me you forgot I’m playing the guitar.” You replied, “No, your hands are precious, you write lyrics. You should be careful, Jihoon-ah.” He never let your hand slip after that.

 SEOKMIN - The snow is constantly falling since this morning. The school ground is covered with snow. You’ll be walking to get home in the coldness of winter. But he uses to accompany you, so it will not be boring. “Why are you so quiet?” he asked. “What?” you replied, absent-mindedly. “Are you cold?” You replied, “Let’s walk faster before it gets dark.” Maybe he’s getting disappointed now because you’re not answering his questions correctly. “Okay. Here, take my hand,” he offered. At first you were reluctant, but he’s already extending his hand. You held his hand. “Your hands are warm,” you said, sheepishly. “Well, I’ll take that as a compliment.” It may be awkward if someone you knew might see you together with your hands locked with each other. You just focused on walking besides keeping yourselves warm.

 MINGYU - Anxiously, he looked for the time on his phone. He chose to remain waiting even if it cost him minutes or an hour. For him, it is really important for you to come. Actually, you are already in the park, but you’re not telling him yet. You’re watching him who is sitting on a bench, wondering if he’s bored. You are awakened by the ringtone of your phone. “Where are you?” he texted you. This day is perfect for going out. The air is fresher in spring. You suddenly appeared behind him. He was surprised at first and then he said, “I thought you’re not coming.” You sat beside him. “I’m already here.” He laid his head on your shoulder. “A while ago, I thought of going home,” he admitted with his eyes closed. You smiled, looking at his face. “But I know you’re not like the others,” he finished.

 MINGHAO -  You really have no plans of celebrating your birthday grandly. A simple celebration is enough for you. It’s your 18th birthday today and your parents bought you a cake. They went to work after greeting you while you set off for school. Almost all of the class greeted you a ‘Happy Birthday’. You went home feeling happy. “Ya!” someone called. Your eyes met. “Just came from school?” you said in a loud voice. He ran to you with a smile fixed on his face. “Was that for me?” you asked him again, referring to the purple paper bag he is holding. “That’s right. Happy Birthday!” he grinned, giving you his gift. “Can I open it now? It’s the first gif I’ve received from you.” He answered you, “Don’t open it yet. I still have one gift to give you.” Confusion filled your head. Another gift? He made you put down the paper bag and he offered you his hand. “Can I have this dance?” Without holding back, you held his hand. There was no music, yet you can hear your heartbeat singing. The wind blows gently, making the leaves fall.

 SEUNGKWAN - “What do you think about the winter break?” you asked him on the way to school. “It wasn’t enjoyable of course. You got to stay home mostly and wait for spring to come. I really don’t like winter.” He gives the most complete answers, so you find it fun to talk to him. Spring meant beginnings for you and you like it. “Aren’t they beautiful?” he asked you, pointing on the cherry blossoms. “Yes, they really are,” you agreed. The wind blew, causing the pink petals to fall. There was one left on your head without you knowing. “Wait, you have a petal on your head,” he said. You attempted to remove it, but he already did. “Oh, thanks,” you responded. “Do I have some on me too?” he asked. You lift your toes and went close to take a look. “Nothing,” you answered. You found his eyes focused on you at that very close distance.

 HANSOL - He had called you a while ago and told you to meet him. This day was reserved for him. Winter is already here. You are excited because it is going to be your first snow together. You’ve watched several dramas with scenes of celebrating the first snow, but you don’t have any idea how it feels in actual. “I’ll drive you home tonight,” he said on the phone. He fetched you early. The snow hadn’t fallen yet. Looks like things are turning out well as planned. The road in your neighbourhood isn’t that spacious so he left the car parked. “How was your day?” you asked. “Good now that I’m with you,” he replied. “You’re welcome then,” you smiled. This time, the snow begins to fall. You reached the doorstep of your house. “Aren’t we going to watch the snow fall?” you asked innocently. “I know this is the first but we’ll get a chance to see this every year. I’ll do my best so we can watch the snow until we can’t count the years,” he promised. He hugged you once before he leaves.

 CHAN - Today is November 11, it’s Pepero Day. You didn’t expect to receive any this year. You are getting used to it. But today is a different day. He personally gave you a box of chocolate coated stick biscuits. You consider him as one of the cuties from the other class. “Why did you give me this?” It may be a stupid question but you dare to ask. “Do I have to give you reasons aside from I’m interested in you?” he returned you a question. You just thank him and didn’t ask for further explanations. After dismissal time, you passed by the corridor. You heard voices from a classroom near you. There are three of them left talking in the empty room. The other said maybe he wants to play the Pepero game to be able to kiss you—the reason he gave you that. “What are you guys thinking? I think we’re too young for that. If ever I want to kiss her, I’ll tell her right away,” he boasted. You heard everything he said from your spot outside and you felt your cheeks grew warm.

[sunshinechii-scenarios]

Semi-Sweet III

Uhhhhh...This story still exists LOL. I’m sorry if anyone was reading this and hasn’t gotten an update since May! It’s highkey a rushed ending and I lost all motivation for it TT. Story page here for the previous parts and the baking terms! Also check out our masterlist that’s always updating! 

✿ Seventeen’s Mingyu  x Gender Neutral Reader ✿ Fluff  ✿ 3.8k words ✿ Not Requested ✿ Written by Chii ✿

Last time on Semi-Sweet

“I’m sorry.” She looked down and wiped her wet cheeks with the napkin you gave her earlier.

“It’s fine but I have an idea.” You said as you put the mason jars on the table.

“That is?” She looked more confused than upset with herself.

“No time to waste! We’re wasting time right now!” You readied a few boxes of butter out of the fridge to warm up into room temperature.

“Yes, boss!” You two laughed, you grabbed Kyla the knife block and put it on the table before slamming down a flat pan and started to cover it over with parchment paper.

         “Kyla could you use butter knife to cut off the sides and then the use the cake leveler for the top and bottom?” 

“Alright!” She said before getting into business. You stood on a stool to reach for the round cookie cutters. Looking for one that would fit the top of the mason jar wasn't as hard as you expected, they were all organized by diameter. 

“Two and a half inch cookie cutter. Two and a half, ” you mumbled to yourself until you found the silver circle and grabbed it. You set it down on the counter as you went into one of the industrial fridges for the French buttercream frosting you made earlier in the day and set it next to the butter you bought out. Kyla came over to you telling you that the edges were off and the cake was leveled.

“That's great! Take some butter and put it on the cake.” You handed her the butter. She made a face, not really understanding why.

“It's dry,” you walked over to the sink to wash your hands before poking at a corner of the cake on the table and showed her how it crumbled much easier than a regular cake, “the butter adds the moisture backs in if it's still warm.” Kyla nodded and went to add a layer of butter over the cake while you got the last remaining things you needed. That butter trick was one thing you learned from Mingyu while working here.

         “So what's the plan?” Jun said as he came in and turned over to Kyla slathering the cake with butter.

“We make layered cake jars,” you said to Jun.

“Uh, no offense but we could always make a new sheet of cake.” He eyed the cake again.

“We don't always have to think like that. There's other ways to solve a problem and my way doesn't involve chucking a whole cake into the trash.” You crossed your arms and unconsciously stood in a defense stance.

“Alright, alright. You’re getting all mouthy with me. What should I do?” He said. You smiled and walked him over to the counter.

“This is the French buttercream I made earlier, taste it.” You held out a small spoon for him. Jun looked at you suspiciously before taking the spoon and testing it.

“Tastes like buttercream,” he said, not thinking much about it. It was creamy and smooth, probably smoother than Mingyu’s if he had to argue.

“Right, it's boring. I was thinking about adding flavoring and garnishes to create different combinations of flavors,” you said as you bought out eight glass bowls and began to divide them.

“I planned on doing strawberry lemonade, peanut butter cup, salted caramel apple and, coconut and pineapple,” you said as you listed down the flavors on your fingers.

“Do we even have all that stuff?” Kyla said as she washed off the knife before drying it and putting it back.

“Yes, actually.” You clapped loudly and started ordering Jun around to mix flavors into the buttercream. You took over the cake and asked Kyla to cut up lemons and green apples, shred some chocolate shavings and to toast some coconut shavings in the oven.

         As time passed you three were layering vanilla cake, flavored buttercream, vanilla cake, flavored buttercream and a finishing of fresh whipped cream and the garnishes. Jun decided to color the frosting to make the dessert more appealing to the eye. Pink frosting with a wedge of lemon that was coated in sugar, chocolate garnishes on the already light brown peanut butter frosting, large salt chunks on the caramel lined frosting and thin apple roses that Kyla learned from Joshua and last but not least toasted coconut on the fruity buttercream. The sheet cake made only around 7 of each flavor combination but they looked amazing and you didn't know if your brain could take anymore.

“Bring them out Jun, I think my brain is fried,” you pleaded to Jun, he nodded and pat your back before taking the tray of layered cakes jars to the front. You immediately heard gasps and people adding them to their orders, RoA eventually called Eunwoo over to help her bring the cakes out onto the trays.

“What happened here?” Mingyu and Joshua stepped into the room and saw your tired figure hunched over on one of the counters. Kyla went to explain to them. You wanted to stop her but felt no strength to do so. Seungkwan came into the kitchen with three cups of coffee on a silver tray.

“Special delivery for Jun, Kyla and of course the mastermind!”

“Thanks.” You let your red splotched fingers hold onto the handle and drank the liquid.

         Fast forward a few weeks of sugar burns, powdered sugar all over your black chef pants and a lot of good times. You made by the first month of work and only wanted to seriously hurt Mingyu a few times, ‘what an achievement!’ you thought. You and RoA were hanging out by the front while it was almost closing time and no customers came in.

“Is he always like this?” You said quietly to her, afraid of Mingyu’s scary good hearing. You thought back to when Kyla would whisper something to you and he would hear from across the room.

“Moody and acting like two people? Yea, he always does. It’s hard to deal with his bad side but it doesn’t last for long. His ‘mean’ wall is easier to break than a sheet of sugar.” RoA laughed a bit.

         Mingyu had been noticeably nicer as time went by. His walls melted down like chocolate once it was around the middle of your second of work. He would still shoot you glares every now and then but sometimes he would offer you a taste of his new creation. You were beginning to think he didn’t know his own feelings towards you as his co-worker. You turned back to RoA, remembering your plans you made tonight with Jeonghan.

“Want to come over to celebrate the fact that Mingyu doesn’t have my head on a stick? I'm having some celebratory drinks and food,” you sand the last line in a high pitch in attempts of drawing out an acceptance to your offer.

“I’d love to but I have an essay due tomorrow, it hurts to get your masters degree in business.” RoA hugged you goodbye. She stopped wearing her scarf since it was a bit warmer had on only a wool cardigan over her white button down. Kyla and Eunwoo weren’t here since left before you two due to their shifts ending earlier. 

“Did I hear celebrations?” Mingyu threw his arms around your shoulders. You saw him in casual wear and figured he finished cleaning up the kitchen. RoA’s eyebrow raised at this action, her mind started to run with questions but didn’t want to say anything. 

“You,” you shrugged off his arm, “have selective hearing.” You smacked his cheek lightly. RoA flinched and was ready to plan your funeral but she didn’t need to.

“Do not,” he sneered at you and huffed. RoA rolled her eyes at his childish manner.

“I asked you for the whisk and you ignored me, my caramel almost burned!” You jabbed at his side as your brows furrowed. 

“That's because I don't like you and stop that,” he stuck out his tongue like a little kid and poked a finger in between your brows, “you’ll get wrinkles early.”

“I can’t tell if you two look like siblings or elementary school lovers,” she sighed at the two of you. The two of you wanted to refute but her bus came to the stop and she made a run for it. 

“Good night guys!” She screamed as she ran out, fishing inside her bag for her bus card. Mingyu got his weight off of you and stuck his hands into his pockets.

“So, can I come over for food or what?” He asked as hip bumped you. You heard the rattling of the cafe closing. Mingyu thanked Seungkwan and he wished you two to get home safe. He waved and walked across the street were there was little snow left to be melted away and the grass was green finally after months of cold and harsh treatment.

“When did we get so close?” You said as he turned back to you.

“When you did something right for once,” he said as he kicked the last bit of snow away from the sidewalk.

“Oh yea? What was that and what do you mean for once! I do my work right all the time you giant!” You walked up to him and stared at his face that was a good few inches away from the top of your head. He turned his attention to you and have you the serious face you hadn’t seen in a while.

“When you were able to man the kitchen alone.” A wave of emotions came through you. Sure you’ve gotten compliments from other chefs before but this one wasn't even a compliment. It felt genuine and something out of what you thought Mingyu would ever say to you. You turned away from him to raise your head to avoid your teary eyes from becoming something more like a waterfall. You nodded to him and told him that he was officially invited to come over. Mingyu was happy to be invited, he wanted to see you outside of the bakery. He wanted to see if it was possible for you to act the way you did around the others for him.

         You two made no small talk. Just a quiet walk to his car where he drove you two. His radio was on a current hits station but you didn't feel right singing along. Although, Mingyu did and belted out some off tone notes to break the ice. You laughed and rolled your eyes at him.

“You should have been an idol instead.”

“Are you saying baking isn't my forte?” You looked over at his profile that was focused on the road but made out the raised eyebrow on his face.

“I think baking is exactly what you were made for thank you very much.” Mingyu laughed and thanked you. You felt like you might have said a little too much for comfort.

          When you two finally got to your place, you waited for Mingyu to park while you went to call Jeonghan to come over. You stood outside the lobby, your breath coming up as puffs in the chilly night. The neighbors started to gossip around you, you never came home with a man unless it was Jeonghan. Mingyu finished parking and you waved over to him. He saw your figure in front of the bright lobby of your apartment building and lightly jogged over. The two of you went into the elevator and just your luck a few people had came back from work as well. The elevator wasn't cramped but you and Mingyu were a little too close for comfort. A few people had to push their way through to get off at their respective floors. Mingyu offered to switch places with you so you stood by the wall and he took the impact of people shoving each other. You and Mingyu easily got off at the 5th floor when there was only 4 people left in the elevator. You led him down the hall and found your dark door with golden numbers that read 117. You fished your keys out to unlock the door. Before you opened it, you turned to Mingyu.

“My apartment is kind of small, just letting you know now,” you said as you opened the door and kicked off your shoes before placing them on the rack next to the door. You felt the rough mat you kept in front of your door to avoid outside dirt from coming in. Mingyu did the same and stood aside as you closed the door. He took off his pea coat and hung it on the coat rack. He took into account of your two seater gray loveseat that rested on a fluffy white rug. A single throw pillow was lazily resting against the armrest and a blanket was thrown across the sofa. You kept your walls white and left the dark wood planks alone. He saw your neatly kept kitchen that offered almost no counter space and a gray Kitchenaid stand mixer to match the loveseat.

“Take a seat on the couch, I have someone else coming. I can offer you tea, coffee or if you want to get started on drinking early I have some wine coolers,” you said with your head halfway into your fridge.

“I'll take some water, that's alright.” Mingyu’s words caused you to grab a bottle of water and throw it at him. He caught it but not before

“What,” you said as you harshly popped the cap of your wine cooler harshly against your counter, “scared?”

“I'm not a big fan of how alcohol makes me after a few bottles,” he said. You chuckled before pulling out some take out menus and turning to choose one. The doorbell rang and you asked Mingyu to get it.

“Hey, I got food already and who is this?” You hear Jeonghan's voice as he stood by the door.

“I wish you would have told me you already got us something to eat,” you practically sigh out as you let him into the room. You formally introduced Jeonghan to Mingyu and they hit it off. They talked endlessly about anything and everything, mainly about food. Jeonghan had convinced him to try this fusion hungarian restaurant not far out of town. The night played out with Jeonghan doing most of the talking while you dug into the food and drinks. Music was being played so you bobbed your head to the beats and ate, making a mess.

Mingyu caught you out of the corner of his eye on your phone with a messy face, he laughed before he said something, “you look like a child.”

You rolled your eyes at his words before coming back at him, “you act like one.”

Jeonghan got up and opened your freezer for dramatic effect before saying, “do you want some ice for that?”

“I’ll take some, there's a bunch in the freezer anyway right? Likes overly iced drinks.” You stared at him while you wiped your mouth area.

“How do you know that of all people?” You said with your brows furrows, you don't ever recall having anything but hot coffee around him.

“I told him,” Jeonghan said as he sat down on your couch.

“He actually told me a lot about you.” Mingyu motioned over to Jeonghan who gave you a guilty smile. Mingyu sat next to Jeonghan.

“When did you two get so chummy?” You asked as wiped your mouth.

“He talks about food, I work with food. It’s perfect.” Jeonghan slinged an arm around Mingyu.

“Alright well perfect couple, it’s getting late.” Mingyu and Jeonghan threw protests at your sudden celebration ending.

          Come Monday night and you were ready to leave with the Eunwoo, Kyla didn't work on Mondays and RoA left earlier. Eunwoo filled her name in on the work schedule board for a 4pm shift. You didn’t have the pleasure of choosing your hours yet so you where on a fixed schedule of 5am-9pm on Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays.

“Y/N,” you turned to see Mingyu still in the kitchen and not changed out of his work clothes, “you’re staying behind.”

“Am I getting overtime?” You learned to be snarky with him as you got more comfortable. He would get flustered and not know how to answer back but he’s been getting better at it.

“No, but if you'll want to learn you'll stay.” You audibly sigh at him and walk back to the employee locker room.

“Get home safe Eunwoo.” She nodded and walked out of the bakery, the bells ringing sounded the empty bakery.

“Lets get started then,” you say to Mingyu, “what’s the dessert today?”

“Souffle.” You heard a tone of playfulness in his voice. Souffle was the one thing you were nervous about making. Mingyu saw the expression on your face and smiled widely, “it’ll be great!”

          Around half an hour later and you were finally able to start mixing the ingredients. Mingyu gave an overly long and unnecessary lecture on the importance of leveling ingredients and separating dry and wet ingredients.

          He looked at you maneuver your wrist and arms to fold the dry ingredients into the wet. He instantly recognized the technique you were using. This brought back memories he didn’t want to remember. Memories of his ex. Mingyu wasn't one to dwell on the past but easily got upset when he would notice the last bit of their existence in his apartment. He remembered how in love he was, how they always made him happy, how they trusted each other. You noticed Mingyu was dozing off. You quickly dropped the rubber spatula into the bowl and waved a hand in front of his face.

“You’re over flooding your cookies.” You said. He looked down at the cookie. His thinned out royal icing went over the border he made earlier.

“Where did you learn that?” Mingyu asked.

“My cousin taught me.” You smiled and thought back to your cousin, she had introduced you into the world of pastries and had taught you a few tips and tricks. Mingyu put two and two together and boom. You’re the cousin of the girl who broke his heart. Threw it to the ground like a sheet of melted sugar, leaving it shattered.

“I have to go,” Mingyu grabbed his coat and bolted out the door. Leaving you with souffle batter in a bowl and a preheated oven. You decided to continue working without him.

Your buttered the ramekins, poured in the batter and put them into the oven. You left the oven light on while you picked up your phone.

You called your cousin while you watched the oven, hoping that she was awake in her timezone. Luckily, she picked up.

“Hey, do you know a Mingyu?” You asked her. She responded with a quick yes but hung up right after. She texted you, apologizing.

C/N: I'm sorry ma petite (F)/mon petite (M).

Y/N: It's alright, tell me about Mingyu. Why is he so angry at you.

C/N: How do you even know him?

Y/N: I work for him now.

C/N: Small world, I used to work with him too. We dated, Y/N.

You started at your screen, you couldn't imagine your cousin dating someone like him.

Y/N: Did you break up with him or something?

C/N: He actually broke up with me. We both entered a contest together. I won and he got mad.

Y/N: The contest that sent you to France?

C/N: Yes! It's so beautiful here and I don't regret leaving to be honest. I found myself here and found a better love.

Y/N: So he’s just holding a really bad grudge?

C/N: Probably, I don't suggest you pry too much on it. He dwells on the past too much and I suggest you quit as soon as you can.

C/N: I have to go! I'll talk to you soon! Bien Nuit!

You sighed, wanting to ask more but you knew you shouldn't.

          The following days were awkward. You two made no eye contact and the absence of your usual bickering made the others worry. Kyla made effort to make you comfortable in the situation she didn't even know about. You thanked her for trying to help. On Friday night you and Mingyu were on lockup and cleaning duty, great. You scrubbed the area Joshua used today, cursing at him slightly for getting hardened sugar all over the counter. The kitchen was so quiet that you could hear the hum of the fridges. His voice cut the white noise.

“Listen, I'm sorry.” You turned around to see where he was, not realizing he was behind you. You tried to back up but your back hit the counter.

“Mingyu, I don't want to hear it. You’re just angry at my cousin. I get it.” You sighed before turning back around to continue scrubbing.

“Just angry? No, I'm infuriated but,” he turned you around to face him. The grip on your arm kept you in place.

“I'm apologizing to you.” His softened like a puppy that was being scolded and looked at you.

“She won a contest and you didn't. What's wrong are you that much of a sore loser?” You said in a very obvious joking tone in hopes of changing the atmosphere.

“What you don't know is that she stole my recipe.” You where shocked, she didn't tell you that.

“We made an agreement to share the prize and go to France together. I was going to propose to her god damn it!” His fist banged on the table.

You froze in place, your heart felt tight and you wanted to run away. Mingyu saw how scared you looked and get go of you.

“Go sit outside, let me explain myself once I calm down.” He turned to the sink and faced away from you.

When he didn't hear you move he choked out a quiet, “please.”

          You walked out of the kitchen, taking one look back at him before going onto the floor. You sat by one of the windows where the moonlight shined in. The only source of artificial light was coming from the kitchen. You took out your phone and read the messages again. You hesitated to text her when a cup came down in front of you. You put your phone on the table, screen down. Mingyu took a seat in front of you and signed for you to drink. The warm liquid spread around in your mouth, calming you down. You closed your eyes took in the flavor, opening them you saw that Mingyu was anything but calm. He looked distressed, a look you have never expected to see on him. He drank from the cup and put it down.

“What do you know? Actually, what did she tell you.” Mingyu said, there was little to no confidence in his voice. He obviously didn't want to talk about it.

“Mingyu, we don't have to talk about this. We can forget that night happened and go back to how we usually are as complete opposites that make the mood.” He smiled at your words.

“If only it was that easy to forget.” He sipped the drink as he looked out the window. The bustling streets now empty and the moonlight hitting his face.

YEET THATS IT. ITS A BAD ENDING BUT THIS IS THE LAST TIME IM GONNA TRY DOING A SERIES LOL IM SORRY Y’ALL

[uriurijihoonie]

💄 lipstick + yoon jeonghan (undercover agents!au)

warning: slight mature theme, a little dash of violence, suggestive

word count: 1,152

"This gown is starting to get irritating, can I just go straight and kill him right now?"

"Yeah, do that if you wanted to kill yourself too, Y/N."

"Mind if I take it out for you, love?"

"Maybe later, Han."

"Will you guys stop with your gross flirting and just focus on your mission tonight?" Woozi groaned from your earpiece, making you chuckle as you took a sip from the wine you're holding, eyes trailing behind your target for tonight, whose laughing a bit exaggerating with other socialites.

The three of you were agents under a private organization, whose tasked to take out the 'pests' of the society, sent out on a mission to assassinate the notorious drug dealer disguised as a politician running for the governor's position. Tonight, a 'charity ball' was held on a exclusive residence, and of course, Woozi, your org's resident hacker, managed to snag invitations for the both of you to get in. Thus, you and Jeonghan, your co-agent and partner for tonight, were on undercover.

"That's it, I have to go to the restroom. Han, do not let the bastard get away from your sight." You whispered through the mouthpiece, hearing an approving hum from the latter.

Struggling your way towards the restroom due to your resentment on gowns and heels, you made it to the restroom.

"I'll never accept something like this in the future, I swear." You grumbled inside the cubicle, fixing some stuff on your gown.

"You're the most preferred agent for undercovers, Y/N, so I think that's impossible." said Woozi.

"Besides, that gown suits you very much, Y/N. I can't stop staring." Jeonghan teased on the other line. Grumbles were emitted by both you and Woozi as you finished your thing inside the cubicle. "For fuck's sake just focus for tonight."

You grabbed your clutch and went on the mirrors, fixing some stray hair away from your face. You opened your clutch to get your makeup to retouch as a girl about your age entered the restroom and went beside you.

You glanced at her and gave her one of your professional smiles as you proceed with opening your lipstick, gently applying it on your lips when the arm you're using was nudged, creating a smear on your face, but was more alarmed on the girl who now has a gun pointed at your head, "Hands up, Y/N."

You narrowed your eyes as you raised your hands, still holding the lipstick. You let out a snicker, a signal that something bad and unplanned happened on the mission.

"What the fuck happened Y/N?!"

"Y/N! Answer us!"

You ignored the noise coming from your earpiece, and roamed your eyes for a possible solution to escape. "Getting obvious now, aren't we, Y/N?" She kneed your legs, making you falter a bit. "Weakling. Maybe that's why I was sent here by myself." The girl scoffed at you.

"Who the fuck are you?" You hissed, glaring at her through the mirror. She smirked, removing the gun from your head towards your sides, leaning closer to your ear. "Your org's greatest nightmare."

You snickered, quietly fiddling with the lipstick on your hands. "Oh yeah?" Pressing something on your lipstick, a small yet very sharp dagger came to view. "Are you sure about that?"

With your swift instinct, you twisted the arm holding the gun and pounced the girl on the floor. Pointing the dagger towards her sides, you didn't hesitate to stab her, as you stood up and gathered your clutch. "Jeonghan quick! Kill him now!"

"With pleasure." Turning the dagger back to your lipstick, you went out of the restroom as fast as you can, eyes looking for a certain pink-haired man as you saw him approaching your target.

"Woozi, you still at your location? Do you find anything unusual? I'm attacked by the rival org." You mingled with the people, becoming aware on your surroundings as you look out for any potential threats to your partner.

"Well shit, I still can't access the resident's CCTV." Keyboard noises mixed with various people were all you can hear, as you silently watched Jeonghan talk with your target.

"Just look out for each other in there, I really can't help you guys at the moment." You sighed, grabbing another glass of wine from the waiter who passed by you. You took a sip out of wary and nervousness as you saw Jeonghan already done talking with your target, approaching your place with a wink.

"What did you do?" You asked, about to take another sip when he took the glass out of your grasp, chugging the contents down in one gulp.

"Gave him the most delicious wine, he'll never have the chance to taste it again." Jeonghan subtly wrap his arms on your waist, taking a look towards the man who took a chug on his champagne.

Jeonghan then led you out of the ballroom. Before the doors closed, a series of shouts and commotion was heard, making the three of you sigh as Woozi muttered, "mission success."

--

"What a bitch." You grumbled, staring at the lipstick smear on your lower cheek through your compact mirror. You opened your lipstick, observing it for defects.

"At least it wasn't broken." You sighed, applying a bit more lipstick, when a hand halted your movements.

"The fuck is your problem, Jeonghan?" You grumbled, a bit pissed on how his move was also close to smearing it on your face again.

Jeonghan moved your arm down as his other hand went below your chin, tilting your face upwards towards him, moving to cup your face as he caressed the lipstick smear on your lips. "You know, something's not right."

"And what would that be?" You raised your eyebrows, leaning closer to him, breaths mingling with each other's. Jeonghan flashed his dangerous smile that set your heart at a fast pace, the butterflies coming alive.

His lips ghosted against yours, making feathery touches as he whispered, "More smears made by me." Jeonghan closed the gap between the both of you, connecting his lips with yours in a kiss, his hands wrapping around your waist, your hands wrapping around his neck as you played with his hair. The kiss turning to a full makeout session, tongues getting involved, getting deeper and more passionate that you were now situated on his lap. Trying to gather your breaths, you pulled away as Jeonghan looked at the masterpiece he did on your lips, caressing it gently. "Much better, but not enough."

As soon as the distance between you and Jeonghan closed once again, and the first breathy moan that escaped from your mouth reached Woozi's ears, Woozi needed to close the window dividing the front part and back part of the van as his face contorted in absolute disgust. "Can't they keep their hands to themselves at least until I'm here?"

word prompts masterlist

[lxveille]

for the 100 ways to say I love you, can I request 57 with Jeonghan please~

100 ways to say i love you (send a member + a number; still accepting)WC: ~ 1220 ; non-denominational divinity!AU (honestly, idk guys)

In the bright, empty space of before, the Architect drew a map. It was painted on a black-and-silver canvas, and stitched into existence with the finest thread of time. The Architect painted in the plateaus and poured vast oceans with tender care before They set a light above it all and burned Their own thumb upon the fire therein.

A power higher than the Architect whispered inspiration, and They went to Their next task. From the clay of the earth, the Architect molded you into existence. The first divine craftsman, born with soft hands and a strong will. The Architect set you to your purpose: to add detail and life to the world They had created.

So you calloused your palms molding mountains and weaved long grass and cattails into plains and wetlands.

You were not there when the Architect funneled saltwater over marble coverings and brought the second craftsman into being. But you smiled when They presented him to you as your companion and equal, and called his name as Jeonghan.

It was a smile that did not last.

For now, as an example, you stand on the opposite side of a stream from him and throw your hands into the air with an exclamation of, “You wretch!”

His smirk tells easily that he knows exactly why you’re upset even as he asks, “What’s wrong?”

“This?” You gesture towards the steady flow of water between the two of you. “This was not the plan!”

“It doesn’t hurt,” Jeonghan replies with a carefree shrug, “I don’t see why you’re so wound up about it.”

“You’re insufferable!” you yell, “Why do you insist on this? Just, water? Everywhere? You’ll end up flooding all of the earth at this rate!”

“You’re exaggerating.” He rolls his eyes, but that frustrating smirk is still firmly planted upon his expression. “But now that you mention it–!”

“Don’t you dare!” you cut him off, taking strides through the water separating you to arrive right in front of Jeonghan. “I’ve put hard work into this! Do you really think They would approve of you pulling something like that?”

Jeonghan’s smirk only seems to grow, head tilting several degrees to the left as he contemplates your question. “Wouldn’t it be interesting to see what would happen, though?”

The stream expands at his will as his speaks until you are both standing knee high in cool water. You look down and then back at him with half a mind to reach out and smack him for his imprudence. Instead, you manage to catch him off guard by shoving at his shoulders suddenly, sending him falling back into the river water ungracefully.

You trudge out to the new banks of the river. With a glance back, you find Jeonghan sitting up, drenched and eying you with nothing but amusement in his gaze. “Have fun with your… blobs,” you call to him as you turn to leave.

“Fish,” he reminds you of his creation’s appellation quickly, and you can hear the smug expression back in his tone.

These bickers are commonplace between you two craftsmen. The Architect has never told you to make amends, or have They ever given you any direct answer when you’ve inquired why exactly it seems Jeonghan treats you more as competitor than equivalent.

“It will be as it’s meant to,” They tell you as you kneel in deference at your creator’s feet.

“It’s meant to be infuriating?” you question back, your voice wavering from its usual compliance where the Architect is concerned.

“My cherished craftsman, I’ll answer you only with a second inquiry,” the Architect replies, leaning forward to touch a gentle hand to the top of your head, “What did you ever feel before Jeonghan’s existence?”

You consider the Architect’s words for five days in isolate corners of the earth, constructing new flowers and stretching trees into open sky, before realizing the answer is nothing at all. Even appreciation and devotion to the Architect themself hadn’t rooted itself in your heart until Jeonghan appeared as a contrasting force in your life.

“Where have you been?” Jeonghan asks when you come upon him on a shores of a sea.

“Inventing,” you reply vaguely.

“That’s a what, not where,” he points out, looking you over from head to toe as if searching for residual evidence of the the answer he’d asked after. You smile, tongue to the back of your teeth, as you mimic his usual demeanor and shrug back at his words.

He scoffs, looking back out to the waves as he adds, “I have something to show you.”

You comply, and let him take you from seaside inland, leading back to a lake you’d begrudged him for forming quite some time ago. On the hilltop, he gives a subdued gesture towards the water. (Odd, because usually he presents things with flourish and enough pride to make you irate; it’s almost as if he is nervous this time.)

At first glance, you believe the lake has shrunk in size — but the green that sits there doesn’t resemble any grass you’ve yet known. A few disbelieving steps downhill let you make out that rather than smaller, there’s greenery floating upon the water. Rounded pads of thin green life, interspersed with bright blossoms of white and pink.

“What are there?” you ask when you feel Jeonghan fall into place beside you.

“Lilies,” he says simply. You tear your gaze from the plant-spotted water to give him a puzzled look. Lilies were your own doing; a past time almost how many shapes and colors you’d created of them thus far. You had doubted Jeonghan even known their name.

“They don’t exactly look like lilies,” you tell him. The words come out gentler than even you are expecting.

He is still looking down at the lake when he clarifies, “Well, they’re water lilies.”

You let your sight trail back down the hill to the flowers floating atop the lake. “Why?”

“There is enough room for both of us.” Jeonghan looks at you with that; you can feel his gaze upon your profile as a breeze passes between the two of you. “It’s a big world They made.”

“So you’re suggesting we stay apart from one another?” It’s your first interpretation of his words, wondering if perhaps these flowers are meant to show that he can create things the resemble your own work as well.

“The opposite, actually,” he says, drawing your attention back to his face. You search his expression for further explanation, and find only that there’s something uncertain but tender in the curve of his smile.  “There’s something else I wanted to show you.”

“What’s that?”

He steps closer and rests a hand upon your shoulder. “I don’t know what you’d call it,” he speaks lower now that his face his merely centimeters away from your own, his voice no louder than the wind that brushes by, “But I want to try.”

It is odd, at first, this new and nameless invention of his. His mouth comes to rest against yours, lips no longer in a smirk nor frown, but instead pressing plush on your own. You feel compelled to close your eyes, and so you do, returning some light pressure back against his until your lips part delicately, like petals unfolding to bloom.

Something yet undefined sparks within you.

[jaeminlore]

Sure » Yoon Jeonghan

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prompt: jeonghan loves you, and he has the petals to prove it. but you love joshua, and there is nothing he can do to change that. (requested) words: 1712 category: hanahaki!au + angst a/n: i didn’t plan on doing this one this month but i got some inspo and i wanted to write abt jeonghan so here i am. i’ll have a fluff for him eventually to make up for this. sorry :)

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There are a lot of things on the earth that Jeonghan isn’t sure of. He isn’t sure why there are people still going hungry. He isn’t sure why people fall out of love with each other. He isn’t sure why there are dogs on the side of the street when they could be in the arms of a loving human. He isn’t sure why the grocery store stopped selling his favorite type of ice cream. He isn’t sure why Mingyu still cooks him food when he can make his own. He isn’t sure why it gets so lonely at night. He isn’t sure why Joshua singing in the shower makes him so happy. He certainly isn’t sure why the sight of you in his t-shirt makes him want to grab you around the waist and kiss you breathless. There are many things Jeonghan isn’t sure of.

Jeonghan loves you, this he is sure of.

Joshua, Jeonghan, and you are friends from college. Roommates in the beginning, now the three of you are inseparable. Jeonghan isn’t sure if it was love at first sight, or if it was gradual. All he knows is that you are now his first thought in the morning and his last thought at night. He loves you, and he wants you to love him back.

When he arrives home after his afternoon lecture, you are cuddled into the couch, watching a cooking show on low volume.

Jeonghan slips out of his shoes and lays across the couch, using your lap as his pillow. “What’re we watching?”

“I’m not sure,” you answer with a giggle.

Your laughter sets a small fire in Jeonghan’s stomach, and he’s suddenly laughing along. Until he isn’t, because something is crawling up his throat like a cough and Jeonghan can’t stop it. He chokes on what seems to be air before his passages are opened again, and he is coughing up one pink rose petal.

He stares at it in shock. Painful, heart-wrenching shock because he knows what this means. This means you don’t love him. This means you don’t hold any romantic feeling for him at all.

Jeonghan snatches the petal off of the floor before you can see it, and when you ask what’s wrong he simply replies, “I had a little tickle in my throat. Nothing to worry about.”

You question him again, refusing to believe that it was only a tickle. Jeonghan clutches the petal in his fist, “Don’t worry about me, Y/n. I’m okay.”

He thinks you would’ve questioned him more, had Joshua not walked into the apartment just then. You invite Joshua to come watch television with you, and Jeonghan retreats to his room to dispose of the evidence.

He stares at himself in the mirror. Bright eyes stare back. He doesn’t look sick. Hanahaki doesn’t effect your outside appearance, though. Jeonghan knows that soon the petals will multiply, until they clog up his respiratory system, killing him in the process. He knows that there is a very simple surgery he can get done that will extract the petals from his insides and with it, his love for you. He isn’t sure he likes that thought. There is another way, a much harder way to be cured. He’d have to get you to return his love. The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks he might just be able to pull it off.

-

Jeonghan awakes a few weeks later to what sounds like vomiting.

He runs to your room to see you on the floor, a trash can in your lap, and red petals surrounding you.

“You have hanahaki,” is the only thing Jeonghan can think to say, because it’s true. It even looks like you’ve had it as long as him, for there are piles of petals on the ground.

He isn’t sure who you love. You’ve never told him. He only knows that it isn’t him, so he is doomed as well.

Silently, he sits down beside you and helps you pick up all the petals that seem to have exploded around the room. After they are cleaned, Jeonghan is surprised to feel your arms around his neck.

“Jeonghan,” you sob, and he thinks it’s because you too know what has to be done. “I love Joshua, but he doesn’t love me.”

Your voice breaks then, and so does Jeonghan’s heart, because seeing you in the same pain as him makes him upset. For a moment, his anger is directed towards Joshua, because how can he not love somebody as wonderful as you? Then, it is at himself. If he had only been more appealing, more of a gentleman to you, you might have fallen for him instead. There would be no pain then.

Jeonghan gathers you in his arms, his slender fingers untangling the knots in your hair. “What are you going to do?”

You sniff and hiccup, causing another stray petal to come falling out of your mouth. “I have to go get them removed. I have to remove my feelings.”

Jeonghan can feel petals in his own throat, prompted by how many emotions he is feeling for you at the moment. He swallows them back down, ignoring the internal burn he feels. “What if you didn’t have to remove the feelings?”

You match his gaze, “What do you mean?”

“If he returns them, you’ll be cured,” Jeonghan explains, feeling a piece of him fall apart with each honest word he speaks.

There is no chance for his happiness, but there might be a chance for yours. That’s all Jeonghan wants anyway. He’s sure of it.

-

You and Joshua go on your first date, after Jeonghan persuades Joshua to ask you out.

He stays home alone, a bucket in his arms to catch the petals he constantly coughs up. It has been harder for him to breathe lately. He feels depressed and angry. He’s too upset to eat. The petals lying in his stomach make him feel full anyway.

He researches surgeries and prices, but he can never bring himself to call. It’s pathetic, he knows, but he doesn’t want to live without loving you. He isn’t sure he’s ready to die either.

You and Joshua come home that night, giggly with pink hues dancing across your cheeks. Jeonghan knows how this is going to play out. He knows Joshua will return your feelings, because he’s finally seeing you in the light that Jeonghan had always seen you in. Jeonghan is sure that you are going to be okay.

-

Months pass and Jeonghan won’t let you or Joshua into his room. He can’t let either of you see that he’s up to his ankles in petals, and that he can’t speak without creating another pile. So he doesn’t speak around you two.

It hurts him, to see both of you falling for each other so quickly. You haven’t coughed up a flower in weeks, for Joshua returned your feelings rather quickly, as Jeonghan predicted he would.

Days are shorter, and the air is colder. Jeonghan knows his time is coming to an end but he just can’t see the point in letting go of his feelings for you. He doesn’t want to. He never wants to forget the way you make him feel.

You and Joshua hurt more than the petals do. Now, you wear Joshua’s shirt around the apartment, and it’s him who places you on the counter and kisses you breathless. Jeonghan knows that you two have each other, and he knows you’ll be okay if he were to leave.

Jeonghan is sure that he loves you. He’s sure that you love him too, even if it’s in a different way than you love Joshua. He thinks this is a nice thought to hold onto, and so he does.

He holds onto it even when he can hardly breathe and there are tears springing from the corners of his eyes because he wants to breathe so badly but he just can't. All he can feel are petals. Petals are everywhere. They’re under his hands, on his bed, and in his throat.

Hanahaki is a nice disease, Jeonghan realizes quickly. For, in his fading away, it allows him a chance to see what it would’ve been like, had you loved him back. He can feel your soft skin under his touch and he can taste the sweetness of your lips. He thinks you sound prettiest saying his name, your hand in his as the two of you walk along some unknown road. This is the way it was supposed to be. This is what he wants it to be.

Unfortunately, none of these images are real. They are only what he wanted. Only what he craves.

In his last moments, Jeonghan lets out a choked cry, because he isn’t sure he want to die. He isn’t sure he wants to go. He thinks of you and Joshua getting married and having children. He thinks of finding someone else or something else to put his love in. He thinks of a happy ending. He wants to shout for Joshua to come and take him to the hospital but he can’t. There are too many petals in his throat.

Joshua wouldn’t hear it anyways. He is out on a date with you.

After the panic leaves him, Jeonghan finds peace in the way the bright light finds him. He likes the pale pink color that clouds his senses. He likes the smell of roses and the soft voice coaxing him to let go and come. He wants to believe that the voice is you.

There are a lot of things on this earth and beyond it that Jeonghan isn’t sure of. He isn’t sure why fate is so cruel. He isn’t sure why you chose Joshua over him. He isn’t sure why hanahaki exists and why he happened to fall victim to it. He isn’t sure why his bed is getting softer by the second. He isn’t sure what death is like. He isn’t sure if you will grieve for him when he is gone.

Jeonghan loves you, though, this he is sure of.

He falls asleep, never to wake up, surrounded by pink petals and the memory of you.

»the end«

[ask-svt-hearteu]

soulmate! Hoshi

Anon requested: soulmate hoshi please? i loved all the soulmate aus so far!!!!keep up the good work!!!

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1459

Summary: in which the closer you are to your soulmate, you can hear what song their listening too, visa versa (part two)

A/N: Thank you so much!!! I hope you really like this ^~^

the first year you could comprehend what a soulmate actually was,

you were completely obsessed with finding your “mark”

and after that mess, searching through the “soulmate” section in the library and asking around

you kind of just gave up of finding your soulmate

figured “go with the flow” is best

but that didn’t stop you from lowkey being jealous of your friends who had obvious signs

hell even one had her soulmate’s first words

you think you could live with anything, even "get out the way" if it meant you would for sure meet he or, what the hell, she one day

flash forward years later not really lol your still young and fresh okay

your college offers programs for classes over seas for a year

for your major, the best places would be, south korea, singapore, and japan

lots of people were choosing south korea, and but you actually already know korean, as a result of your high school friend who was korean

so to be a little different you and your best friend in college, choose japan

even though flying is a bitch, you and your friend land safely and head to baggage claim

suddenly you hear this slight beat in your ears

looking down at your phone, you see the music is turned off

“f/n do you hear some music?”

“nah you alright?”

“yeah it’s probably just my post plane effects”

when you sit in the taxi on the way to your airport, you play your music and eventually the beat is gone

the next day when your prepping for a class, you hear the beat again

you search everywhere and after your friend says she hears nothing, you almost pull your hair out

then it clicks,

holy shit you’ve read of soulmates having this before

maybe he’s japanese????

after telling your friend, on any spare time you guys had, you both travel all through japan

the disappointment you feel hurts, in fact in seems the farther you travel through japan, the quieter the beat gets

the one thing you notice is the same beat seems to play over and over again

at one point you to start to subconsciously drum your fingers to them 24/7

you wonder if your soulmate can hear your music too and is thinking about you? hopefully?

at the end of your time in japan, you and your friend decided to take a week vacation in seoul, south korea

“girl did you see the street food there, if we gain a couple pounds, it’ll definitely be okay”

and literally, the first thing you notice when landing at Incheon is the melody added to that beat

“f/n. shit i think my soulmate’s korean”

as you get closer to seoul, you can start to hear the whispers of lyrics

by the time your in your hotel you can hear the lyrics as if your playing it from your phone quietly 

“ulgo sipci anha”

despite the bit of jet lag you have, you grab a small backpack full of all your essentials and head out, leaving a note for your friend who’s already knocked out

as you run around seoul aimlessly, you somehow figure out directions with the sounds

this leads you to the front of a large building

smartly, you plug in your earphones and play a hiphop song, loud with heavy beats

if there’s a way you can hear a song about boys not wanting to cry then he could hear you blasting kokak blacks’ tunnel vision in one ear

no matter how far you walk along the street you always hear the song the loudest at the building

after mustering up some courage, your about to knock but the crying song stops

you step back three feet, kind of freaked out, the mash of the two songs only becoming yours

suddenly a cute black haired boy dressed in sweaty workout clothes explodes from the doors

he stares at you with wide eyes and takes a step back

bumping into a whole soccer team of guys coming out or peaking heads out the door

you slowly reach your hand up to your earbud and as you take that one out, the music in his ears stop also

the grin that graces his face has to be the cutest thing you’ve ever seen

he looks at your face brightly, noticing the happy smile on your face

like the match made in heaven you guys are, you run up to him laughing and he opens his arm laughing

your arms go around his shoulders and his around your waist

you get lifted slightly and this situation makes you smile and giggle even harder

suddenly you feel yourself get pulled forward from what you notice is your soulmate’s friends pulling him back inside the building

“as happy as i am for you to find your soulmate, lets not have any pictures taken”

he ignores them completely with the smile seemingly permanent

setting you down, he holds your hands tightly, grinning

“my name’s kwon soonyoung and ill definitely be calling you soon”

you giggle and answer

 "my name’s f/n l/n. i would call you honey, but your so much sweeter than that.“

 you guys laugh again and he pulls you in closer, burying his head in your nape and yours in his chest

"wow someone who’s actually PERFECT for soonyoung”

“the cringe couple”

“ewwww LMAO”

“WE ALL HAVE HOPE NOW 2017 IS SEVENTEEN’S SOULMATE YEAR” 

after being introduced and explained too that they are actually a group called seventeen and bombarded by them with questions,

you and soonyoung are given time alone

aka sitting in the corner and pretending svt isn’t trying to eavesdrop on the other side of the dance studio

getting to know each other must have been the funnest and cutest experience of each other’s life

“its a great song but i was tired of listening to just one portion of a song about boys crying after the first 10 minutes”

“yahh, i create choreography, so of course i play it over”

you guys openly and cutely discuss pet names

“i dont want to call you y/n, that’s what everyone else calls you,” he pouts

“what about you? you have something you wanna be called?”

 he slightly gets flustered, and before he can answer you ask,

“you know how americans will call their husbands hubby?”

he nods at the mention

“what do you think about bubby? boyfriend instead of husband”

he smiles sweetly and laughs, “i like it, and i’ll call you jagi (honey) in honor of your pickup line”

you laugh and accept of course

 the corners of his mouth twitch up in a slight smirk

“so am i your boyfriend now?”

you slap his arm lightly, “yah im not that easy, take me on a date first”

you guys get closer on the emotional level

he looks at you and smiles softly

“i think your too pretty to be my soulmate" 

"what do you mean??? your the most attractive guy ever. clearly we are soulmates, two good looking people together? helloo”

you wiggle your eyebrows at him and wink cutely

he chuckles softly

“are you sure, you’ve seen the other members, they have way better bodies and faces than me”

you realize at this moment your soulmate had insecurities

why are korean beauty standards like this

“look at me”

you boldly hold his face in both of your hands, instantly making his ears turn red

“i don’t know or care that other people don’t find you attractive. to me you are the most handsome" 

"your the perfect height for me, i dont need to you to be any taller" 

"your eyes are the most attractive thing, i didn’t think someone can be so hot and cute as the same time but damn you proved me wrong" 

"i could go on and on but if i say all of them now, it would take forever”

you bring his face closer and press your lips on his cheek softly

he smiles with pink cheeks and pecks your neck, settling his head there and whispers

“you don’t need to be perfect but i know your perfect for me”

you laugh tenderly and whisper in his ear,

“i love how you can keep up with my cheesy comments but let’s not do this 24/7”

he chuckles loudly

“let’s be a comfortable & fun couple, those are the best”

 "definitely"

svt at the side like “this has to be the cheesiest and cutest moment i’ll ever witness”

“it’s a drama in real life lol”

seungkwan says this a little too loudly

you and soonyoung both look over and then at each other

“you wanna throw it or will i?”

The Seventeen Soulmate AU series:

|| Seungcheol / Pt. 2 || Jeonghan / Pt. 2 || Joshua / Pt.2 || Jun / Pt.2 || Hoshi / Pt.2 || Wonwoo || Woozi / Pt.2 || Seokmin / Pt.2 || Mingyu / Pt.2 || Minghao || Seungkwan || Vernon / Pt.2 || Dino ||

100% recommend you another soulmate au here, soulmate! Joshua ;)

(Jess: Seri ily //actual tears//)

MASTERLIST

[joshpup]

Beginners Guide to Memeteen

No one asked for this, but i made it anyways

General Info:

So the memeteen group signed under Pledis which also has Pristin, Nu’est, Orange Caramel and After School (Everyone has issues with Pledis don’t even get us started about them). 

Group name Seventeen with 13 members because 13 members, 3 units and 1 team equals 13 (also originally they had 17 members but this works too). 

They finally debuted on May 26, 2015 after being pushed back for far to long 

debuted with the amazing song Adore U, and so far have had 8 comebacks: Mansae, Pretty U, Very Nice, Boom Boom,  Don’t Want to Cry, Clap, Thanks, Oh My!

They also have an mv for their song Healing, Love Letter, Shining Diamond, Smile Flower, and Q&A (just scoups, woozi and vernon), Change Up (scoups, woozi, and hoshi)

Have 9 amazing albums: 17 Carat, Boys Be, Love & Letter (Repackaged), Going Seventeen, A|1, Teen,Age, Director’s Cut , and You Make My Day (buy the albums tho) 

They made their Japanese debut on May 16, 2018 with Call Call Call! and released an album called We Make You

Units

Hip-Hop Unit:

Scoups (leader), Wonwoo, Mingyu, Vernon

-created the masterpiece that is Check-In

Mansae Hip Hop Ver.

Trauma MV

Vocal Unit:

Woozi (leader), Jeonghan, Joshua, Dk, Seungkwan

-created the masterpiece that is Chocolate

Adore U Acoustic Ver.

Very Nice Acoustic Ver.

Pinwheel MV

Performance Unit:

Hoshi (leader), Jun, The8, Dino

Adore U Perf Ver.

Mansae Perf Ver.

-created the masterpiece that is Highlight rip carats

Lilili Yabbay MV

Seventeen-BSS

Hoshi, DK, Seungkwan

Just Do It

Just Do It Dance Practice

Members

Scoups/Seungcheol {info} aka the dad 

-So he’s the leader of memeteen, #1 dad lets be real, longest trainee in svt, someone please give this boy a puppy he just needs a dog in his life okay. super sweet and caring, best leader ever honestly no one else could handle those other 12 boys. 

-appeard in Nu’est Face MV, After School Blue’s ‘Wonder Boy’ MV, Happy Pledis ‘Love Letter’ MV (pledis boys ver)

Jeonghan {info} aka the mom

-one of his nicknames in angel, but don’t let that fool you, he’s a swindler. Will not hesitate to cheat watch out for this one. sleeps everywhere possible anytime possible. each comeback his hair gets shorter, lets just hope he doesn’t go bald. Exo’s Sehuns worst nightmare.

Joshua/Jisoo {info} aka the church boy

-Instagram

-Oh shua, our beloved meme and church oppa this is a very dead joke now plz dont use it but if you see it thats shua. 1/2 of american line. Seems quiet and normal but the longer you know him the weirder you realise he truely is. Has a weird obsession with aliens (1,2) Stan talent, stan pindropping shua. huge anime lover. He has also had pink and purple hair and every carat cried 

-beautifully covered Overcome  with Nu’est’s Minhyun

-The jokes that never die: Drink water, not Alcohol, when in doubt, sings Sunday Morning, and his crappy beautiful rapping

Jun/Junhui {info} aka the real mom of the group

-Crazy for you cover

-1/2 of china line. Best eye rolls the world will ever know. people call him greasy, hes not reall but whatever. very sassy. his legendary part in Mansae that makes him look like the McDonalds logo. Also the time he dressed up in an actually carrot costume. 

Films: The Pye-Dog {pt.1 pt.2} (sorry i couldn’t find it in one part), Ip Man: The Legend Is Born, Intouchable (a series)

Hoshi/Soonyoung {info} aka naega hosh

-Okay so choreographs all their dances goals so naturally, best dancer ever. LOUD. Also shinee’s biggest fanboy, if you thought that you were shinees biggest fan ur wrong its Hosh proof: 1, 2, 3. a cute little hamster i die everyday. 10 hours 10 minutes. Black belt in Taekwondo... why dont we ever get to see anything ??

-appered in Nu’est Face MV, and Hello Venus Venus MV

Wonwoo {info} aka rbf master

-was originally a singer, but switched to rapping before debuting, so not only does wonu have an amazing voice but can rap suuuuuper well, and can easily switch between the two its stunning. always calm and usually has an rbf but hes actaully really fun love our emo wonwoo. kinda reminds me of a sloth but i love him even more becasue of that lol

-appered in Nu’est Face MV, and Hello Venus Venus MV

Woozi/Jihoon {info} aka smol fairy devil

-fear him. He may look tiny and soft but he will crush you. Composes almost all of svt’s songs. Super cute and hes coming to except this as time goes on lmao. shortest member. one of the big reasons svt became a self producing group

- first to get a solo in svt called Simple

-appered in Nu’est Face MV, and Hello Venus Venus MV

Dk/Seokmin {info} aka literal sunshine

the sunshine of svt, always smiling. i saw a video of him crying once and my world shattered. LOUD pt2. super funny i love him. one of the most stable vocals in svt. can hit those high notes like nobody else. 

-has this beautiful cover

Mingyu {info} aka gaint germ

-Instagram

-walking puppy? yes actually he is. also a gaint germ (1,2) so get ready. sneezes everywhere then touches everything. can go from cute to sexy with no time in between its insane. If he’s not your bias he’s your bias wrecker. Wild orange hair durning Check In era end everyone made fun of him or loved it no in between.

-Svt’s personal hairstylist  

-appered in Nu’est Face MV, and Hello Venus Venus MV

The8/Minghao {info} aka arthao

-Instagram

-Literally has become the biggest artist in the world what an icon

-other half of chine line. last member to join the group. He did b-boying in china for like 6 years. here is baby hao b-boying at age 12 (he’s the tallest skinny guy and also the leader). crazy good Martial arts skills.  comes off super cute a fluffy and sweet with that voice and all but a serious thug tho like 1, 2, 3 

Seungkwan {info} aka future mc 

-Instagram

Boo Seungkwan our sassy little guy that i love more than life itself. LOUD pt3. gonna star in the next hollywood film because of his flawless acting. Also one of the most stable vocals in svt. hits high notes so easily its not fair (like in pretty u i died). a cutie from jeju. Koreas next best MC watch out world Seungkwan is coming. pretty much helps set the happy fun tone in svt

-covered Beautiful Tomorrow perfectly

Vernon/Hansol {info} aka the living meme

oh vernon. other half of american line. best friends with Seungkwan. literally a walking meme. anything he does is dumb and i love it. example: his weird dance from Boom Boom. lots of Hotline Bling. His iconic: “mom, i won this.” terrible hair durning mansae era 

-was on “Kids Explore Life” when he was little. Also a contestant on ‘JTBC Made in U’ .... headlines headlines ....

-appeared on one of Eric Nams Can’t Help Myself stages and Hello Venus ‘Venus’ MV, Sickness ft. Eunwoo of Pristin

Dino/Chan {info} aka the baby

The baby of the group. Once a baby always a baby. Dino, nugu aegi? tragic hair durning mansae era as well. best glow up of the world let me tell you i called this. Like if you think jungkook of bts had a glow up time to meet Lee Chan because his was more intense and if not faster. Fresh out of High school and living life large lol

-This amazing fancam

-his song Zero (here is the performance) and you can bet i cried when i heard this. He grew up so fast T.T

Other

Active Twitter Fansites

Seventeen’s One Fine Day: Season 1: {1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9}, Season 2  

Best Stages

Girl Group Medley / Relay 

Sorry Sorry cover

Happiness

Tell Me (Immortal Songs)

Boy Group Remix

Bindaetteok Gentleman

My Ears Candy (Jun and Mingyu)

My Ears Candy (Seungkwan and DK)

U

Who (performance unit) oddly enough this song isn’t talked about much, i think it killed every carat cause it killed me

Decalcomanie

and some of my personal faves: Show Me Your Love, Honey + Very Nice (Remix), 2016 Melon awards: Very Nice

Dance Practices/Part Switches

Adore U: Fixed Ver, Follow Ver, Part Switch Ver

Mansae: Hide Ver, Seek Ver, Follow Me Ver, Part Switch Ver

Pretty U: Love Ver, Letter Ver, Dear Carat Ver

Very Nice: Roof Top Ver, Dance Practice Ver, Part Switch Ver

Boom Boom: Front Ver, Review Ver, Santa Ver 

Don’t Wanna Cry: Front Ver, Review Ver, Part Switch Ver

Clap: Practice

Thanks: Choreography Video

Other Video worth mentioning: Highlight (13 Member Ver), No. 1 Cover, Without You

Offical Links:

Offical Website // Youtube // V App // Twitter // Instagram // Weibo // Soundcloud //Facebook

Extra

Seventeen TV

Boys Wish Kindergarten Skit    

Bongbong gyus precious child (a few of the many insta posts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, also bongbongie has no gender so stan talent)

the famous English Time w/ Svt

the memeteen diaries (ive never laughed so hard tbh)

ISAC aerobics - inspired by Transformers 

ISAC 400m Dash

ISAC warm up dance created by our boys (ft dokyeoms singing)

Seventeen and Monsta x interactions (they’re debut buddies if you don’t die everytime they interact with each other you are doing something wrong)

Seventeen x Nu’est stage Heaven (aka the best crossover the world has yet to see)

so yah stan talent stan my memes Seventeen