#s.coups drabble

[florihaei]

-𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸! ⋆୨୧˚

hii it’s me autum!!.. I decided since we hit 40 followers i will be doing a seventeen drabble week, starting monday ill be posting drabbles 500-600 words of little stories i made of seventeen!! i hope all of you enjoy and thank you for reading!!

JEONGHAN- CAPTURED MOMENTS

finished !

releasing- oct 14

WOOZI- THE PLAYLIST

finished !

releasing- oct 15

MINGYU- UNDERNEATH THE STARS

finished !

releasing- oct 16

MINGHAO- RAINY DAY

finished !

releasing- oct 17

JOSHUA- HOME COOK SURPRISE

finished !

releasing- oct 18

S.COUPS- THE PROPOSAL

finished !

releasing- oct 19

SEUNGKWAN- ANNIVERSARY LETTER

finished !

releasing-oct 20

[sunnyjeon]

Jelly Cheollie (Jealous Seungcheol) A drabble, fluff stuff!

This is inspired by this video from twitter! Credits to the rightful owner, I couldn’t find the original poster. But this video is NOT mine! 🍒

Summary: Seungcheol is a confident man—steady, secure, completely sure of himself. So why does his stomach twist when he sees you laughing at another man’s words? Why is he suddenly rushing to stake his claim before it’s too late? Maybe, just maybe… he’s a jealous man after all.

I’m not a jealous man. 

Or at least, that’s what Seungcheol tells himself.  He’s pretty sure of himself— his looks, intellect, skills, taste, status. He’s steady. Secured– in all the ways he could think of. So why does his stomach twist when he sees you talking to another man?

He looks at you lovingly, so ethereal– he thinks. He had taken you out for a picnic, in a sun dress he bought you specifically for today. The sun kissed your skin beautifully, painting a blush across your cheeks and exposed shoulders. Your curls danced in the wind, swaying along with your dress. You held your cardigan in one hand, your other hand covering your mouth as you laughed at the other man’s retort. 

Seungcheol thinks you’re perfection personified. You looked so dreamy. Fairy like. You shone so brightly in that yellow dress that the sun shies away from your light. Your smile? Blinding. Your laugh? He wonders if the heavens echoes with it. It’s music to his ears, he could listen to it all d—

Wait a minute, you what? 

Seungcheol straightens up upon this realization. The picnic blanket dropped to the ground as his mind zeroes out with the thought of you laughing at another man’s words. He walks, no– sprints towards you. 

Why would you laugh at another man’s words? Is it really that funny? You even had to cover your mouth- a habit you do when you laugh out loud. He doesn’t remember the last time you did that when you were with him. Does he even make you laugh nowadays? Do you still feel the same way towards him? Is he too late? Will he reach you in time before you realize all these things?

His mind races with a million assumptions, his feet struggling to keep up.

You didn’t have time to react before he slid in between you and the guy you’re talking to. Seungcheol’s back is completely towering over your view. His muscles deliciously flexing as he tenses and crosses his arms.

This is troublesome. Given your busy lives, you haven’t had the leisure of time to spend together. But despite the schedule conflicts, he made sure to make you feel special everyday. Flowers, deliveries, gifts, constant messages, facetimes. Seungcheol is a very secure man but you know he’s been feeling a bit down because of the lack of time you spent together.

You knew you had to step in before Cheol gave out his piece of mind. Running a hand on his back, you gently call him out. “Cheol—“

But your friend interrupts. “I’m Jay, YN’s friend.” He extends a hand that Seungcheol sassily swats.

Seungcheol rolls his eyes, “I don’t care, I’m YN’s boyfriend”.

Cute, you think. You fight a snort as your friend laughs. Stepping aside, you turn to look at your unamused boyfriend. Your boyfriend is indeed a very beautiful man. His thick brows are furrowed, lips pout snarked, doll-like eyes still shooting daggers. His arms are still crossed, wrapping impossibly tighter as he takes offense to your friend’s amused laughter. 

You bite your cheek, fighting a smile. He could be such a baby at times. 

You reached out a hand, “Cheollie–” and held his face. His gaze softened as it landed on you. You feel his hand snaking up to rest on top of yours, his expression shifting as you continue. 

“Not that it’s any of our business but Jay’s gay,” you laugh.

His eyes widen, lips parting in an 'Oh.' For a moment, he panics. But then he sees your smile—warm, unwavering—feels the gentle caress of your hand on his cheek, and he knows. It’s okay.

 A laugh bubbles up his chest, he doesn’t know if it's from his silliness, embarrassment, or from the butterflies you continue to give him. But he doesn’t care, he lets it fizzle out. At this moment, it’s just you and him. It’s just you, your heart, and your love that matters to him. 

Choi Seungcheol is a jealous man. But if it means more moments like this—your hands on him, your attention all his—maybe he doesn’t mind so much. For you, it’s a privilege you’re willing to indulge in. 

[mingyuonlyfans]

genuinely so obsessed with the thought of casually dominant cheol. i just wanna be his spoiled babygirl fr </3

you know how men used to act in old r&b music videos? exactly. yes, he's manly. yes, he's casually dominant, always the perfect doting gentleman. he always has to have a hand on you, he just has to feel you all the damn time. he follows the sidewalk rule religiously. he opens every door for you. he doesn't even ask to carry your bag (or bags plural when you're out shopping and just absolutely maxing his cards.), he literally just swoops them from your hands before giving you the sweetest smooch on the forehead. you think he's gonna let you drive on his watch? no fucking way; you're his pretty passenger princess (as if you'll ever drive when you're with him anyway. the way his arm looks while he's gripping the steering wheel is too good to pass on). he pays for every single dinner date and surprises you with things you've only mentioned offhandedly (you mentioned how pretty that panthère de cartier watch was just once!). what can he say? he was raised right.

he also eats pussy like a fucking beast. absolutely will not stop until you're squirting on his face.

[kyehwas]

dating you was an incredible experience for seungcheol, to say the least. you and him had great chemistry, and seungcheol loved everything about you, even when you were doing absolutely nothing.

"cheolie, you alright?" you ask him, "you look zoned out."

instead of answering, cheol grabs your face and presses kisses all over. "you're so cute, love."

"cheollll..." you make a feeble attempt to push him away from you, but you're really basking in all of the attention he's giving you.

"i love you so much," he says, "can't believe i'm dating you." he's still kissing you, moving from your cheeks to your jawline to your neck.

you inhale, looking at seungcheol with heart eyes. "i love you too," you reply, kissing his forehead.

a/n : thought of this vid while writing. hes such a cutie.

[synthetickitsune]

S.Coups (SVT) | Manifestation crack | 0.7k | gn!reader warnings: dick size discussion A/N: never let me talk to @hanniedream this isn't what i thought i'd be writing today. also why did this turn out so angsty

“What did you do?” Seungcheol’s quiet growling, his no-nonsense tone, doesn’t carry too far in the silent cafe.

“What do you mean?” you ask, sipping the drink you paid for, and slide his own cup closer to him. He’s so enraged that he almost crushes the cup with his grip.

“You know what I mean,” he snarls.

You hum and look out of the window. Perhaps you do, but you want to hear him say it loud and clear. Although maybe not that loud, you don’t need people to start turning your way. It’s revenge but it’s not part of your plan to publicly humiliate him. At least for now. So you clear your throat before he can slam his fist on the table.

“I mean it, Cheol,” you sigh and blink up at him, the picture of innocence, “Whatever do you think I’ve done?”

He sets his jaw, his fists clench and unclench. There’s a fire in his eyes that you know too well. That same fire once was the beginning of your undoing.

“Are you kidding me right now?” he looks like he’s about to hit you but you know he wouldn’t. 

“No, I really have no idea what you’re talking about,” you pout your lips only slightly. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. His eyes scan the cafe but you’re sitting in a pretty secluded corner - again, a mercy he doesn’t deserve. He leans closer, gritting his teeth. His muscles bulge with the way his body gets tense. And suddenly despite everything, you find yourself drawn to him. Desiring him.

“My dick is shrinking,” he says, point-blank and without beating around the bush. You almost spit out your drink. He narrows his eyes at you.

“So I guess it’s working,” you snicker and the look in his eyes is priceless.

“You little-” 

He never gets to call you whatever he was about to call you, silenced by a curious look from a guy sitting a few tables over. There’s something very satisfying about watching Cheol withdraw back into his seat with fury still ablaze in his gaze.

“How and why?” he growls.

“Art of manifestation,” you shrug and chuckle at the confusion written all over his face, “I know, right? I guess not all of it is a scam.”

“As to why, do I really need to explain?” you quirk a brow at him. He just gives you a very straightforward nod. You roll your eyes. “You’re impossible, Cheol. You’re so annoying, walking around like you own the world. Like everyone needs to bend to you will just because you have a massive dick - oh wait, had a massive dick.”

“What?” he looks ready to pounce at you, and not in the way he usually does, “That’s it?”

“What do you mean that’s it?” you huff incredulously, “Have you ever heard yourself talking? Cheol, you’re lucky nobody’s fucking done this before.”

“You’re so petty!” he spits and buries his face in his hands.

“And you’re so infuriating. Sorry but you need to be humbled, I’m basically doing this for you,” you take another long sip of your drink and feel yourself relax. What’s he gonna do? Only you can help solve his little problem. And he looks sort of adorable being helpless like this.

“What can I do?” he finally whispers. You’d be lying if you said it doesn’t hurt just a little bit that he never spoke this softly to you before, not even in the early hours of the morning when you were both sweaty and breathing heavily after your nightly escapades. No, instead he’d be boasting about how good he made you feel. He deserves this lesson.

“Be a good person. Be nice, be kind, the usual stuff,” you look away but you feel his eyes burning holes through you anyway.

“Has it ever occurred to you that maybe I am nice, just not to you?” he bites back.

“Careful,” you smirk through the hint of hurt, “As you said, I’m very petty and you wouldn’t want your situation to get worse.”

You get into a silent staring contest that you end up winning. But still, somehow, despite it all, you feel like all you did today was prove his point.

You end up getting asked out on a date, as if something inside of Seungcheol broke and he accepted his fate. Not what you expected but sure, why not if he’s on his best behavior. Let’s see where this goes.

[shuaasumii]

“Waffles”

| pairing: dad!seungcheol x mom!reader

| genre: fluff

| warnings: none!

| summary: coups wants to surprise his wife with some waffles in the morning, but he ends up needing her help to make them.

| a/n: pics above are from pinterest, and happy birthday coups!

your sweet, sweet slumber was interrupted by a series of crashes and clashes coming from outside your bedroom. you reluctantly opened your eyes, wincing at how bright the morning light was. yelling and giggling could be heard from the kitchen, filling you up with curiosity.

“babe why are the kids awake?” you questioned your husband seungcheol, who was supposed to be beside you, but instead appeared to be absent from bed.

getting out of bed, you decided to see what was causing all the commotion.

“daddy i think you burned this waffle,” giggled your four year old son eunseok.

“i did not it’s just a bit toasty,” your husband said trying to protest against eunseok’s words.

“if it’s not burnt then why is this corner of the waffle black?” aesung, your five year old daughter asks.

“like i said it’s just a bit to-“ seungcheol was cut off by your soft voice.

“what are you three doing?” you asked like any other mom would if you caught your children and husband doing questionable things.

“nooo mommy our surprise is ruined!” your four year old exclaimed in total panic mode.

“it’s not ruined if she doesn’t quite know what we’re doing eunseok!” s.coups lightly scolded the boy. meanwhile, aesung got down from her stepping stool and sassily made her way to where you leaned against the doorframe with your arms crossed.

“you need to go back to bed mommy,” she told you as if she was your mother instead of the other way around, “we have a surprise planned for you but it’s not done yet.”

you hesitantly obliged yelling to your husband, “don’t burn down my kitchen, it’s very expensive!”

since you were already awake, you decided to brush your teeth and do your skincare; you weren’t going anywhere today so there was no need for makeup (plus your already naturally gorgeous).

awhile later you heard a knock on your door, “come in” you said. the door opened to reveal eunseok who had a sheepish smile on his face.

“mommy i think we need your help to make the waffles” he admits.

“you do?” you asked crossing your arms.

“daddy burned way too many, aesung said he’s wasting the waffle batter” eunseok said gesturing for you to come over.

you stood up from where you sat at the vanity, “i suppose i could lend a helping hand” you replied grabbing ahold of eunseok’s hand guiding him to the kitchen.

“babe i don’t know what i’m doing wrong!” your husband exclaimed in frustration, “i followed your recipe and kept it in the waffle maker for however long it said.”

you sighed, “let me look at the recipe” aesung handed you seungcheol’s phone which kept a picture of the recipe for your famous waffles.

“did you add two cups of flour?”

“yes”

“two separated eggs?”

“yup”

“one teaspoon of vanilla?”

“sure did”

“one tablespoon of baking powder?”

“definite- wait did you say tablespoons?” he arched an eyebrow.

“yes… why?” you asked wondering what your husband did wrong.

“i think i added a teaspoon” s.coups confessed, scratching the nape of his neck.

“eunseok this is your fault!” your daughter accusing exclaimed, “you were the one who was reading out the instructions.”

“wait does that mean everything that you added that was supposed to be a tablespoon was actually a teaspoon?” you questioned the three.

“uh maybe,” your husband shrugged.

you made a sound of disbelief and put a hand to your forehead, “this is why you don’t bake with daddy,” you told the children.

“i’m sorry babe, i swear next time i’ll read the instructions correctly,” at this angle, your husband looked like a kid apologizing for stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

“i’ll tell you what, we can try to remake these waffles correctly this time together as a family,” you proposed. the three nodded sheepishly still embarrassed about the previous moments.

“alright let’s get this show on the road!”

after a few spills of waffle batter and a handful of too toasty waffles, you finally had a decent amount of decent looking waffles. your little family of four was now eagerly digging into the waffles.

“this is like the reward,” eunseok said a matter of factly.

“best reward ever,” aesung said stuffing her face full of the food on her plate.

“aesung don’t talk with food in your mouth,” you giggled wiping your mouth with a napkin.

“i’m never attempting to bake something ever again,” s.coups said followed by a defeated sigh.

“it’s okay daddy,” your son said comfortingly patting his father’s back, “you can stick to rapping.”

the three of you bubbled with laughter while seungcheol sat there with a blank expression on his face.

“yeah babe stick to rapping,” you wagged a finger in front of his face.

[waldau]

17 with cheolieeee

“Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.” + seungcheol

thank you for requesting, i loved writing this <3

seungcheol thinks he’s going to have to get his hand surgically detached from your waist, the way he hasn’t let go ever since the party ended. there’s dishes that need to be put in the sink and cleaning that needs to be done, but he’ll be damned if he lets go of you.

his friends poked fun at him seeing him so head over heels for you even after all these years, but can you really blame him?

“cheollie,” you say, not actually attempting to push him off you. it only motivates him to wrap his other arm around you roll you on top of himself. you bury your face in the side of his neck. “it’s getting late.”

“we’re at home, and we’re adults. we could have ice cream right now if we wanted to.”

“i know, but we need to sleep, baby,” you say, running your hand through his hair. he loves how gentle you are with him. “we could spend all of tomorrow doing nothing.”

“try getting rid of me,” he challenges, wrapping his arms around you tighter.

“as if i’d ever want to do that,” you reply, bending down to kiss his lips. finally. he’d been holding himself back all evening because his friends would’ve just had more ammunition to tease him, but now that there’s no one else around, he can kiss you to his heart’s content.

he lets out a sharp gasp when he feels something cold on his stomach. he looks down to see your hands that have snuck under his sweatshirt.

“baby? you should’ve told me you were feeling cold. you could’ve worn my hoodie.”

“you know i’m always cold,” you say, leaning down to kiss him again. “and besides, didn’t you promise to love me always?”

“i don’t remember saying i’d love you despite the ice blocks you have for hands,” he says, unable to keep a giggle at bay when you pout at him.

“fine. no cuddles for you, then,” you say, pulling away from him, and he misses the feeling of your cold hands on his skin already.

“nooo,” he drawls dramatically, catching your wrist and pulling you back to himself. he loves how perfectly you fit alongside him, tucked into the curve of his body like you were made for it. he takes one of your hands and lets you place it under his sweatshirt again. “i love you and your ice block hands. you know that.”

“i do,” you say with a smile, kissing him enough to leave him a bit lightheaded. “let’s go to bed now?”

anything you say. he’s going to keep you warm all night long anyway.

[ncity-agere]

Could you do CG Scoups when he gets home from tour/ traveling so excited to see his little one and they’re clinging to him no matter where he goes bc they’re scared he’s gonna leave again so soon 🥺

“Daddy!!” Is the first thing Caregiver!S.Coups hears when he returns home. His brother’s car is gone but your excited shrieking from inside of the house is undeniable.

Seungcheol puts down his suitcases just in time to see you turn the corner in your fluffy socks and jump into his arms. He laughs and catches you, holding the both of you steady.

“Daddy back!” You cling to his shirt and hold onto his sleeve, leaning on him. “I missed you, Daddy.”

Seungcheol smiled and ruffled your hair. “I missed you so much, babycakes. Did you take very good care of yourself and Kkuma while I was gone?” He asked.

It’s very late at night now, so Kkuma is sleeping in her very expensive dog bed upstairs. “Mhm!” You beam, nuzzling into his soft, now-dyed hair.

“I like your hair.” You mumble into Seungcheol’s shoulder. “Is very, very pretty.”

“Thank you, sweetheart.” His strong arms hold you up on his hip and you babble and tug on his hair lightly, mesmerized by the soft orange color. “It’s very late right now, cherry-pie. Much past your bedtime, what were you doing up so late?”

You hesitate to answer, unsure if Seungcheol will be upset with you for staying up so late. But you pull your face away from his fluffy, soft hair and look him in the eyes, a small pout on your lips. “Wan’ to wait for Daddy’s plane to land.”

Seungcheol nodded. “Ah, well then baby must be very, very sleepy. It’s late, shouldn’t baby go to bed?” He asks. You nod and he carries you off to read you a story and tuck you into bed. And all night, all you can think about is how much you missed your Daddy and all of the cool things you’ll do tomorrow.

• • 🌟 • •

It’s been about six days and Seungcheol had to get back to practice. There was a lot for Seventeen to do, even after a long tour -but you weren’t having it.

At first it was super cute, the way you’d follow behind Seungcheol like a little baby duckling while he (relunctantly) made dinner. Or when you followed him to the convenience store for a new toothbrush when he dropped his on the ground. Or when he had Jeonghan over and Jeonghan tried to steal you away playfully, but you’d cling to Seungcheol anyways.

But now…

“No!” You stomp, holding onto Seungcheol as tight as you could.

“I have to go to practice, sweetie. It’s really, really important.” He tried, but you weren’t budging. You held onto the sleeve of his jacket and cried.

“No!”

Seungcheol frowned. His angelic little sweetheart is always so well-behaved and soft spoken. You tend to be a bit attached and clingy but you’ve never acted like this before.

“Babycakes, talk to me. What on earth is wrong with you?” He asks gently, holding your shoulders and looking into your eyes. “What’s this really about?”

You didn’t exactly wanna answer that.

“Is this about Daddy being gone for so long?” He guesses knowingly, thinking about his trip abroad for Follow Tour and the upcoming tour he’d have to go on after that.

You wiped your teary eyes clumsily. “Daddy gonna leave me again real soon, right? I don’ wan’ Daddy to run away an’ never come back!” You blubbered through sobs. Seungcheol pulled you into his lap as he cried, holding your little hands to try and help you collect your thoughts.

He was silent for a moment as you cried, pulling you closer to him with a sulk. “Sometimes Daddy has to go away on trips. Sometimes you can come along and sometimes you’ve gotta stay behind, love.” Seungcheol spoke slowly, rubbing equally slow little circles into your knuckles. “But I’ll always, always come back. I promise.”

You thought for a moment, not looking at your caregiver. “Pinky promise?”

He held out his pinky and looped it with yours, leaning to connect his forehead with yours as well. “Pinky promise, sweetie-pie.”

The next time Seungcheol left for a music festival abroad, you were admittedly a bit upset at first as you watched Seventeen’s plane ascend high into the clouds, but you didn’t feel as sad. Because a pinky promise is the most important promise of them all and you just knew that Daddy would be back before you knew it.

[imloyaltoscoups]

"Like it?" he asked, running a hand through his freshly dyed locks. You look at him, bemused. "Last week you were a strawberry, the following week you became a peach. Before you left the house you were orange, and now you're a blueberry." He grins sheepishly. "I just wanted to try something new." You raise an eyebrow. "I don't know if I should cry for your scalp or wonder if you lowkey wanted to be a fruit salad." Seungcheol laughs, rubbing the back of his neck. "Maybe a bit of both?" You chuckle, shaking your head. "Bald cheol is coming."

[justsomekpopstuff]

seventeen as greek mythology

A/N: this was an idea that I had ages ago and wanted to bring it to life. I didn't want to only do any of the basic Olympians either, so I really went IN on this. Feel free to disagree with how I place them, just don't be a jerk about it! Also, if any artists/edit makers want to use these placements as inspo for art and moodboards and stuff, please do! Just tag me in it so I can see it and give credit

current masterlist | fic recs

Seungcheol: Themis - goddess of divine law and order

Jeonghan: Prometheus - god of forethought and crafty counsel

Joshua: Metis - goddess of good counsel, advice, planning, cunning, craftiness, and wisdom

Jun: Horme - deity of impulse, effort, eagerness, and starting actions

Hoshi: Terpsichore - muse of dance and choral poetry

Wonwoo: Athena - goddess of reason, wisdom, intelligence, skill, peace, warfare, battle strategy, and handicrafts

Woozi: Euterpe - muse of musical poetry

DK: Helios - god of the sun and guardian of oaths

Mingyu: Hestia - goddess of the hearth, home, and domesticity

Minghao: Atraeus - god of dusk, stars, and planets, and the art of astrology

Seungkwan: Mnemosyne - goddess of memory and remembrance

Vernon: Pasithea - goddess of relaxing meditation and hallucinations

Dino: Morpheus - god of dreaming

[florihaei]

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗹- 𝘀.𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗽𝘀⋆୨୧˚

word count- 924 ♡

content- bf s.coups! x reader! ♡

genre: fluff ♡

warnings- kissing/everything is in lowercase on purpose ♡

୨୧˚authors note -this is for the seventeen drabble week! , you can read all of them here!

as the early morning sunlight poured through the window, casting a golden glow over the small apartment, s.coups stirred awake. it was just another hectic thursday, or so he thought. the buzz of his phone jolted him from his sleepy haze. his boss had sent a flurry of emails, each one a urgent reminder of deadlines looming. today was going to be chaotic, but today also held something special, something that would change everything.

you still slept peacefully next to him, your hair splayed across the pillow, a serene smile resting on her lips. s.coups heart swelled with affection. he had planned this day for weeks, and as much as he dreaded the work that awaited him, his mind was solely focused on the evening ahead. he was determined to make it perfect.

after a rushed breakfast and a frantic scramble to get dressed, s.coups stepped out into the crisp autumn air. the city buzzed around him, a symphony of honking cars, people chatting , and the distant sound of construction. he walked quickly, weaving through the throngs of people, his mind racing with thoughts of you and his future together.

the clock ticked relentlessly, and between meetings and deadlines, he couldn’t shake the sense of urgency building inside him. he had to find that rin, the perfect symbol of his love, before the date night began. it was all he could think about as he glanced at his watch repeatedly, willing the hours to pass more quickly.

finally , with a few hours to spare, s.coups heart raced as he approached the small jewelry store nestled between two bustling cafes. the bell above the door chimed softly as he entered, greeting him with the comforting scent of polished wood and fresh flowers.

“can I help you?” asked a friendly salesperson, her eyes sparkling with interest.

“im looking for an engagement ring,” he replied, trying to sound calm despite the butterflies dancing in his stomach.

“of course! do you have any preferences?” she asked, guiding him toward a display of shimmering diamonds and colorful gemstones.

s.coups scanned the selections, imagining how each ring might look on your finger. he wanted something classic yet unique, just like you. after what felt like an eternity, he spotted it, a delicate rose gold band adorned with a petite diamond that sparkled with a fiery brilliance, reminiscent of your bright personality. “this one,” he said, feeling a rush of excitement.

once the purchase was complete, he tucked the small box into his pocket, his heart racing with anticipation. thoughts of their favorite spot, the quiet little Italian restaurant where they had shared countless laughs and moments, filled his mind. tonight would be special.

as the sun dipped below the horizon, s.coups hurried home, a mix of nerves and excitement swirling in his chest. he quickly showered, changed into his nice clothes, and decided to surprise you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers , sunflowers. they symbolized adoration and loyalty, a perfect representation of how he felt.

when he arrived at the restaurant, the familiar aroma of garlic bread and marinara sauce enveloped him, instantly making him feel at ease. the space was intimate and filled with soft, romantic music. you were already seated at their usual corner table, your eyes lighting up when you saw him.

“hey baby.. you look beautiful !” he said, placing the flowers in front of you.

“they’re beautiful, love.. thank you!” you leaned in and kissed his cheek, you’re warmth melting away the stress of the day. you both chatted and laughed, enjoying the meal, but s.coups mind was elsewhere. as the main course came to an end, he felt the time drawing near.

“baby.., can we take a walk?” he suggested, his voice slightly shaky.

“yes , of course!” you replied, excitedly. the crisp evening air felt refreshing as you both strolled hand in hand along the twinkling streets, the world buzzing around them.

finally, you both reached the small park that held so many memories, picnics, late

night talks, and laughter echoing beneath the stars. s.coups heart raced as he turned to face you, the moment he had been waiting for finally upon him.

“my love , there’s something i need to tell you,” he started, his voice steadying. “you mean everything to me, and i can’t imagine my life without you.”

he knelt on one knee, retrieving the small box from his pocket. the world seemed to fade away as he opened it, revealing the stunning ring that glimmered in the moonlight.

“baby, will you marry me?”

your hands flew to your mouth in shock, tears brimming in your eyes. “oh my gosh! yes! yes, of course!”

s.coups slid the ring onto your finger, his hands trembling, and as soon as it was in place, you fell into each other’s arms. both of your lips met in a deep, passionate kiss, all the tension and excitement of the day melting away. it wasn’t just a kiss, it was the kind that spoke volumes, where words couldn’t. you both lost yourself’s in each other, hands roaming, hearts pounding.

you pulled back for a moment, your forehead resting against his, both of your breaths ragged as you both smiled through the tears. “i love you,” you whispered, your voice thick with emotion.

“i love you too,” you replied, his heart swelling with joy and relief.

you both stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, kissing again, the city fading away around them. in that moment, nothing else mattered. it was just the two of you, your love.

[darl-ingfics]

can you do prompt 10 and 13 for Seungcheol (SVT)? all these prompts fit him so well ohmygosh

10. One more sneeze and you're going to bed. AND 13. I don't like the sound of that cough.

“Hey.” Joshua looked up from his book to see Jeonghan in his doorway, holding a worse-for-wear looking Seungcheol by the wrist. “I’m assigning you babysitting duty for the foreseeable future.”

“Okay.” Joshua set his book aside and stood up. “Why?”

“Because Hannie’s an overdramatic ass,” Seungcheol spoke up. And his voice sounded awful - gravelly and congested. Obviously ill. 

Jeonghan smacked the leader’s shoulder none too gently. “I warned you, ‘one more sneeze, and you’re going to bed.’ You didn’t believe me. Here we are.” Jeonghan turned his attention back to Joshua. “And I have a photoshoots to go to, and you have the antibodies to cuddle with him.”

Joshua’s shoulder slumped. “Oh no.”

“Oh yes. But we’re not blaming you. It’s obviously Mingyu’s fault.”

“Hey, Jihoon was sick before Mingyu,” Joshua pointed out. 

“Yeah, but we can’t point that out without being tortured to a slow, painful death.” Jeonghan pushed Seungcheol towards Joshua, the leader immediately clinging to the vocalist. “Take good care of our leader, Shua. Behave, Cheollie.”

“Don’t worry. He’s in good hands.” Joshua’s arms wrapped around Seungcheol, squeezing tight. Jeonghan gave them a double thumbs up that morphed into finger guns before he backed out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Joshua pressed his cheek to Seungcheol’s hair, as the leader had curled himself against the vocalist, making him just shorter. “I’m sorry you caught this.”

“It’s okay. I’m the leader. It makes sense.”

Joshua smiled, holding back a laugh. “Does it?”

Seungcheol shrugged. “Doesn’t it?” He leaned forward, a barking cough ripping from his throat, caught in his fist. 

Joshua’s smiled turned into a frown. One of his arms began drawing circles around Seungcheol’s back. “I don’t like the sound of the cough.” “Really?” Seungcheol peeked up at Joshua through his bangs. “I think it’s rather becoming.” 

“Sure. If you’re the sickly wife kept away in the attic in a Victorian novel,” Joshua scoffed. Seongcheol chucked, tightening his arms around the vocalist. “Alright. Let’s get you in bed.”

“Your bed, right?” The puppy dog eyes were out in full force. 

“Wow. This cold’s already kicking your ass, huh?” Joshua joked. Seungcheol’s bottom lip jutted out, the pout accentuating his pitiful gaze. “Yes, Cheol. My bed. I’m not dragging you back to your room.”

“And you’ll lay down with me?”

Joshua pressed a kiss to the leader’s forehead. “Of course, love. We’ll cuddle to your heart’s content.”

[hanniebanggi]

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐥

genre: fluff, established relationship

Warning: oc is labeled as a girl (ie. noona), tell me if i miss anything tyy

dating choi seungcheol is first of all, a blessing and second of all, unexpectedly cheesy.

you're working as dino's makeup artist, when you first met him. he's so intimidating and brooding, he works professionally, but the stolen glances and his ears turning red everytime you catch him looking never escaped your eyes.

you never thought that this man who claims himself to be the strongest and bravest member of seventeen would cling to you like a koala.

"cheol, you literally have 10 minutes before you perform, you need to get off me." you told him.

"ahh, i won't, never." he said as he tried to hug you tighter, is this why he's been building up those muscles?

"hyung, please! i need my makeup retouched, jeonghan hyung literally just put ice cream on my face!" dino exclaimed as you started hearing jeonghan giggles, followed by the other members.

"so what? there's so many MUAs there, have them retouch your face. ten minutes is a long time, guys."

"that's it, come on!" seungkwan shouted as the members started to pull seungcheol away from you.

you immediately stood up and pulled dino out of the room and started fixing his make-up.

"sorry about that, channie. you know how he gets."

"i know but aren't you guys living together? or did you finally kick him out for being like that? noona, i know it's not just me, i know you noticed it too, but his screws are quite loose you know?"

you laughed at dino's remarks about your boyfriend. well, you understand cheol, he's been away all the time, and with his love language, he will definitely jump you with the tightest hug and butterfly kisses every second.

dating choi seungcheol also feels like you signed up for a sugar baby and sugar daddy relationship.

"i didn't ask you to buy this, cheol." you told him as he handed you bunch of shopping bags from different stores, prada, chanel, gucci, ysl. you name it.

"i know, but i feel like i haven't given you something in a while." he said as he sat down beside you and slids his arms on your waist pulling you closer to him for a forehead kiss.

"you literally just given me, bunch of makeups two weeks ago, babe. you can't be doing all this."

"see! its been two weeks, that's a long time! and those makeups are for your job, y/n. you can't call them personal gifts. i always give members gifts, why can't my baby have some gifts, huh?"

"you spoil me too much, cheol. do you want me to resign and just live off of your money?" you jokingly asked him.

"i mean, that's what i want you know? i can give you everything you want, we can live 13 lifetimes with the money i make, baby. all for you."

-

you don't know where and when cheol got this pickup lines ready, but you're definitely not a fan. because first of all, its cringey, and second of all, you heard all of it first from wen junhui.

"babe, did you fart?"

"me? you're the one who lives like there's nothing but toxic gas inside you, cheol, don't ask me."

"i think you farted cos you just blew me away." he said as he winked at you.

you sat there silently, as you stare at him in disbelief.

one time, you two we're watching pacific rim when he just tapped your legs silently.

"babe,  if you're a transformer, you'd be optimus fine. get that? optimus prime, optimus fine." he said as he giggled and hit your arms lightly, acting giddy and all.

"we're watching pacific rim, not transformers."

seungcheol pouted as he crossed his arms, he glared at you as you just looked at him with a teasing smile on your lips.

"you always ruin it you know?"

"that's because you always hang out with jun, and asks for this pick up lines."

his eyes widened as he dramatically gasped.

"how did you know about that?!"

"minghao's my spy you know? he cringes so much, he can't help but call me and cry for help."

seungcheol suddenly grabbed your shoulders as he tried to make you face him instead of watching the movie.

"don't you even feel butterflies in your stomach everytime i tell you those, y/n?"

"i dont,-"

you placed your hands on his cheeks as you pulled him quite close to you.

"-because i always feel butterflies whenever you're around, cheol. you don't need those pick-up lines, you being here with me is enough."

and just like that, you got him all red with a shy smile forming on his lips.

dating seungcheol is like that. and despite all his cheesiness, you wish his cheesy lines and clingy antics will be with you, for a lifetime.

[minimultiestfandoms]

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S.Coups (Seventeen) | Carrying you to bed comfort | 0.7k | gn!reader

It’s late. You should be in bed, but tomorrow you’re gonna wake up a couple hours later, so you wanna make the most of the day and stay up until the late hour. That’s really an oxymoron because what you’re doing is lying on Seungcheol’s chest. With your ear right above his heart, the soft relaxing sound of lo-fi playing in the background barely reaches you. He’s scrolling on his phone, leg bouncing to the rhythm and occasionally bumping into your leg. 

He’s solid and warm. The scent of his cologne lingers on his skin even after his shower, you can smell it faintly under the soft scent of his shirt. Your eyelids are getting heavy and your mind is foggy. You could fall asleep like this, but the couch is no place to sleep. Besides tomorrow is another day, which means responsibilities that have little to do with what you truly want to do, with what makes your heart and soul feel full. It’s alright, you remind yourself. This is good enough.

Yet it still makes a familiar burn spread beneath your eyelids and you need to take a few deep breaths to chase it away. 

“Oh, it’s getting late,” Seungcheol’s voice can be heard above your head and your hand grips his shirt a little tighter.

“Come on, love. Let’s get to bed,” he whispers, his voice sweeter now that he’s talking to you. When you don’t reply, you feel tension rise through his body. He knows you’re not asleep. 

“y/n?” he calls your name softly. He puts the phone down to rub your back. The burning is back, but you refuse to let the tears spill. It’s so stupid.

“Cheol?” you say and you know he can hear the hint of wobbliness in your voice. He keeps rubbing your back, waiting. “Can you carry me to bed today?”

It’s not far, and he’s strong enough to carry you a couple meters. He likes to boast about it and remind you of the fact by picking you up and spinning you in his arms even if for just a second. Even now you’d swear you felt him perk up. 

“Yeah, of course,” he kisses the top of your head, “No problem.” 

He doesn’t ask. He doesn’t tease you for being unreasonable or childish. You can hear the smile in his voice, the fondness that makes you feel warmth in your soul.

It takes some maneuvering but soon you’re securely in his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck as he grants your wish. His hands support your thighs, thumbs stroking your skin out of habit.

He lays you down gently and helps you get under the covers, tucking you in when you settle in one position. Seungcheol sits on the edge and pets your hair.

“I’m gonna get some water, do you mind if I keep the lights on?”

You shake your head no and receive a kiss to your forehead in response. He’s only gone for a minute, but he’s careful when he sets down the glass.

The world falls into darkness behind your closed eyelids and you hear him pull off his shirt. Then he joins you in bed, crawling closer until you feel his body heat seeping into yours. He wraps an arm around you, spoils you with another kiss - this time to your temple - before he makes sure again that the blanket is securely covering your body.

“I think I’m gonna play on my phone for a while, do you mind?” he asks, holding you against him.

“No, but can you have the music on? It helps me sleep,” you murmur, grateful when he nods without any question. Soon enough, you feel him change his position without moving away from you. His body is still warm against yours.

“Good night, love,” he whispers with the sound playing lowly from his phone already. No shame, no questions, only blind hope for better tomorrow. 

“Good night,” you manage weakly, drifting off as his fingers absentmindedly stroke through your hair any chance he doesn’t need both hands to play.

[unmanageable-day]

Better with you

Summary.

pairing: S.Coups x female reader

genre/contain(s) : non-idol!au / friends to lovers, angst, unrequited love

an alternative plot of come to me

word count: around 5k

warning: one suffering from panic attack and anxiety disorders; mention of suicide (important notes: i'm not a doctor or psychology practitioner, thus i'm not familiar with medication procedures. i have never encountered people with anxiety disorders irl either. this is my very first time writing and mentioning about anxiety disorder. if any of you feels disturbed or uncomfortable with the inaccuracy, please do hit me up and i can fix or even take down this chapter. other than that, thanks for reading!)

"Is it strange that I always feel better when I'm with you?" Before you could respond, he quickly corrected himself. "I mean when I'm talking with you."

You smiled softly. "Glad that I can help. I think that makes me a good friend to you, huh?"

This time it was his turn to draw a sheepish, gummy smile. A smile that makes him Choi Seungcheol.

The first time you and him meeting was only a few months ago. It was when one of his friends, Joshua brought you to a routine dinner party held by his circle. He remembered the slightly cold aura lingering around you. How you bowed to him and Lee Jihoon to say your greeting with a little smile, only to show politeness to the dinner hosts. The only words you said to each other were merely hi and good bye. Other than that, he didn't see get to see you again as you were fully occupied with Joshua, while Seungcheol went back to his room and stayed there all day.

The second time was when he learned that you and Mingyu were close friends. One day Seungcheol texted all his friends to gather for a casual dinner since he didn't feel like being alone. Mingyu was the first one to say yes. Then he came with you, surprising everyone in the room. This time, he noticed your different attitude. You looked more relaxed with Mingyu. You kept flashing a warm smile every time you talked. He was flustered when you suddenly made eye contact with him.

"Hi. We have met before, right?" You were the one initiated talking. "Jisoo's same-aged friend, right?"

A shy smile slowly curved on his lips. "Yes. We're a bit loud, but please try to enjoy yourself."

"I should thank you for having me. Mingyu dragged me here. Sorry if I'm being the unwanted guest."

"No, you're not. You're friends with Mingyu and Joshua after all. So, yeah, suit yourself," he said, raising his beer can, offering you to toast.

You softly nudged your can to his without making the clinking sound. "Thanks," you said before sipping your beer. Then you turned to talk to the others.

His eyes secretly kept following you. How you always laughed at Soonyoung's lame puns and his unstoppable attempts to make fun of Seungkwan. How you suddenly got involved in between Mingyu and Jeonghan bickering over small stuff. And how you suddenly changed into calm and serious mode when you talked to Joshua and Vernon, making you three look like you were planning to take over the world—when you were actually discussing where Vernon bought his tie-dye clothes collection.

The third time, it was when you encountered him sitting alone in a cafe. You were supposed to go to a get-together with your classmates in the afternoon. You decided to set off early to have brunch at this particular cafe.

"Knock-knock," you quietly greeted him, who was sitting with his eyes closed, his back leaning against the sofa, and his arms folded.

Seungcheol slowly opened his eyes to find you standing before him. He blinked twice before getting himself together after a quick nap.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" you asked, looking apologetic.

"No, no. I was just closing my eyes." He almost stuttered while letting you to take the seat in front of him. He quickly adjusted his position sitting up straight. "Going somewhere?"

"Yeah, actually I'm waiting for Joshua. Our lecturer is holding a get-together to celebrate our graduation."

"Oh, right. Shua told me that. He's probably getting ready too by now."

You told him that you still had around one hour before Joshua came. Little did you know, his expression turned brighter knowing that he could spend more time with you. At this point, the butterflies in his stomach started flying around and he didn't mind the ticklish feelings making his heart fluttered.

"Are you free tomorrow? Mingyu is trying a new recipe. You should come and have dinner with us," he asked before you left. He was quick to acknowledge his own feelings. Although there was hesitation and uncertainty that he can't ignore, for now it seemed better to not miss this opportunity to start something new.

"I feel honored." You smiled.

Since then you befriended all the guys and became a regular visitor either to Seungcheol's, Mingyu's or Seungkwan's apartment. The boys basically often held dinner events just because they didn't want to eat out or eat alone. Other than that, they would just make up some random ideas to do movie nights, baking days, and even picnic at the Han river. At first, it was always Mingyu, Joshua, or Soonyoung who got to sit beside you during dinner or during movie nights. Seungcheol had to find his moments to get to be with you. It turned out after meals was the perfect time when the guys usually would play paper-rock-scissors to decide who would wash the dishes. You were automatically dropped out because they treated you like a princess. Seungcheol was also often excluded because his house was the most used as the host for dinner.

Seungcheol's moves were always subtle but he had been consistent. Until he finally got to claim the spot next to you at one movie night occasion. You and him shared so many little conversation followed with giggles throughout the movie. When the others were knocked out and fell asleep, only you and him were still awake. You two ended up talking all night long, from random and light topics until some deep conversation that made you think whether he was a philosophy enthusiast.

Seungcheol knew you would be the perfect listener. This was the first time he was not afraid to show his flaws, to tell someone his worries, to expose his weaknesses, to share all his thoughts that had been consuming himself ever since only God knows. He was ready to go all out and reveal his true self, layer by layer. Your presence changed his life that much. That he was sure this time he wouldn't need to take medication regularly for his anxiety anymore. That he wouldn't be a burden for Joshua and Jeonghan to take care of himself when he was a wreck. He believed you could get himself together effortlessly.

—  ⌘ —

"Seungcheol doesn't seem to know you have a thing for her," Jeonghan said, referring to the bestfriend who actively initiates to approach you in every chance he sees. Seungcheol might have been subtle, but no one can fool Yoon Jeonghan's eyes. "You never told him?"

Joshua shook his head. His eyes were staring at nothing.

Being the closest ones with Seungcheol, this twin-like buddies sensed the progressive move he made towards you. If only Joshua was never a man with limitless patience, the whole situation would be getting on his nerves and he would let his emotion take over. Jeonghan was definitely in the hardest position. Basically he always supported both Joshua and Seungcheol for everything they do. Never had he imagined that those guys would fall for the same girl.

"But you have been pinning after her for a long time." Jeonghan sighed. "And now she's finally showing some signs. I really think you and her can work this out."

Joshua smiled weakly. "I heard him telling you how his day now has become much brighter, and he feels better and lighter—healthier, inside and out." Joshua's eyes were locked on his remaining full latte. "These days he always comes home from counseling with such a big smile. Do you think you can bear to see him lose that smile we've been longing for? He's finally at ease now that he's slowly bringing back himself together. You and I know that y/n has a significant role to his progress."

"But Jisoo, you deserve to be happy too."

"I'll figure it out."

Joshua had been contemplating to tell his roommate about his feelings for you. He really wanted to be honest to his best friend. Yet he could not imagine how Seungcheol would react. What if things don't go smoothly after that?

"Hey, do you think you could ask her to come by and join us for dinner?" Seungcheol shyly asked Joshua when they were eating lunch with Jeonghan.

The tan-skinned guy smiled at him. "Sure, I'll let you know later, okay?" He could never found himself saying no to Seungcheol who had been asking him the same favor several times. He knew Seungcheol often asked Mingyu that too. Especially when it was only several guys gathered instead of full team. It had been months yet Seungcheol never really asked you to hang out privately. It just made Joshua wonder if he really liked you that way. One thing he was sure of was that Seungcheol had this sparks in his eyes when he looked very fondly at you.

These days you had been hanging around with these three buddies of your age. Mainly it was Seungcheol's request via Joshua, of course. Joshua would often use this chance to steal dates and go out with you—just the two of you, before or after hanging out with the boys. A part of him felt guilty that he had to hide it from the other guys, especially from Seungcheol. But he thought it was best to keep it secret for a while.

As you grew closer with Jeonghan as well, this pretty man often initiated to text you first without telling his friends. Until one day when you were taking a stroll at a park with Joshua, and you had no plans of visiting one of the guys' house that day.

"Isn't it funny that Jeonghan told me to stop by at your apartment to check on Seungcheol and make sure he has his meal, when you are literally his roommate?"

"Jeonghan did what?"

"Yeah, he just texted me." You showed him your phone.

'Hey, Jisoo is going out today. I also need to be somewhere right now. The guys seem to have their own stuff to do. I want to ask you a favor.. Could you please go check on Seungcheol? Sometimes he can't really take care of himself. If you could get him a dinner, or maybe have dinner with him, that would be great.'

Joshua's eyes got wider as he read it. He was aware that Jeonghan had always paid extra attention to Seungcheol ever since they learned that Seungcheol had to deal with anxiety disorders. As a matter of fact, Jeonghan and he himself always checked on Seungcheol, to the point of both of them knew the password and had an extra key of his apartment. The three guys almost became roommates, if only Seungcheol wasn’t being stubborn convincing he could live alone. Joshua knew he shouldn't be jealous that Jeonghan would prioritize Seungcheol.

"Did you not tell him that you're going out with me?" you asked, distracting him from zoning out.

"No, I didn't. Should I?"

You shrugged.

"It's almost dinner time. Do you want to get dinner or go straight home?" Joshua asked hesitantly.

"I think I'll stop by to see Seungcheol and drop some food. I mean, I don't want to get into troubles with Yoon Jeonghan later."

Joshua faked a laugh. "Of course. That's very wise of you."

—  ⌘ —

It was another day of you fulfilling Joshua's request to have a lunch together with him, Jeonghan and Seungcheol at his place. You were getting more kimchi from the fridge and you stopped by at the dining table with a small container filled with some first aid kit and other medicines. "Oh, are those sleeping pills? Is it yours?" you asked, making the three guys exchange looks to each other. How you managed to have knowledge about the sleeping pills remained a mystery to the guys.

"Yeah. I have a problem sleeping at night," Seungcheol answered calmly. While Jeonghan and Joshua still took glances at each other, worried that this topic might make Seungcheol uncomfortable.

"Are you on medication? I think I notice you often take some pills throughout the day. Or are they supplements?" You sat down, looking at Seungcheol with concern.

"I am actually. But no worries. I'm getting better." He beamed, showing off his signature gummy smile. I think I owe it all to you. "I start to cut down the sleeping pills too."

"That's great. I think being surrounded by good people helps too. I see you can rely on Joshua and Jeonghan a lot."

"Do you think you can be one too?" His doe eyes quickly found yours, seemingly almost forgetting that the twin-like buddies were there too. "Someone I can rely on."

That was the first time you recognized the pretty details of his eyes. The long lashes were definitely something. His eyes might be not as big and round like Joshua's. But there was something about his eyes that hypnotized you at a point. While Joshua's gave an angelic and pure image, in Seungcheol's case, it was more of a mixed impressions of warm, playful, innocent, a generally boyish personality with a hint of fragility that was often shown.

"If I can help, why not?" you softly said, smiling warmly at him.

Joshua choked hard on his food. He made an excuse the food was a bit spicy when you got a bit panic giving him water. Patting Joshua's back, Jeonghan tried to keep calm although he was concerned a lot. It wasn't how Joshua almost failed to breathe that made him worry the most. It was how Joshua always tended to keep everything to himself with all his pent-up feelings in his chest.

"You okay?" Seungcheol asked, looking worried as well.

"I'm fine, guys." Joshua forced a convincing big smile, nodding his head then back to chewing his food. "No need to call 911, okay?"

"Anyway, Minghao and Junhui just arrived this morning. Earlier they asked if we're down for some drinks tonight and I said yes." Jeonghan silently took a glimpse at Joshua and Seungcheol. He looked unsure before continuing speaking. "Uh, but, Seungcheol, by 'we' I mean Joshua and me. I told them you still need to rest."

"Wow, thanks for the invite, bro." He chuckled.

"Uh, y/n, while you're still here, do you think you can stay longer and accompany Seungcheol while Jisoo and I go out?"

"You mean like babysit him? What's in it for me?" you teased.

"What do you mean babysit?" Seungcheol protested yet he looked happy as his smile was getting wider.

Joshua could only giggle softly listening to the rest of bickering between you, Jeonghan, and Seungcheol. He didn't feel like talking. Swallowing the rest of his meal was difficult enough. In the end, he couldn't even finish the fried rice that was only eaten half portion. He had to make up lies that he wasn't that starved.

Jeonghan cleared his throat and quickly tidied up the plates. He subtly dragged Joshua to wash the dishes, which they did in utter silence. Only the sound of running water accompany them in the sink. This was a nice idea apparently. Joshua could take off his smiley mask for a while. From the corner of his eyes, Jeonghan kept taking a look at his best friend. He noticed the drastic expression change when Joshua finished washing the dishes, and the angelic smile returned when he was about to go back to the living room.

"Joshua and I will leave now, okay? Call us if you need anything." Jeonghan pat Seungcheol's back.

The house owner nodded and escorted the two guys to the front door. "Be careful on your way. Tell Minghao and Jun I say hi."

Joshua wordlessly walked out of his apartment. He managed to wave at Seungcheol, while previously he just stared at you who was standing behind his roommate.

"Jisoo, I'm sorry.." Jeonghan slowly muttered after spending 15-minute walk in silence as they headed to the bar he mentioned earlier. Joshua had been walking as if he didn't have sufficient energy in his feet. His eyes were looking down and his expression was somewhat bitter.

"Keep it." A bitter smile curved on his lips to console himself. "I would do the same."

"I don't mean to be sappy but it breaks my heart seeing you like that. I just had to get you out of the house. I'm sorry again if this just does him a favor, and.. uh, you know, give him more advantage in getting closer with her."

"Don't worry about me. Seungcheol's health is what matters right now."

It was past 10 PM and you complied to Jeonghan's words to keep Seungcheol a company. This particular mom friend even sent you text messages as reminders, or more like instruction, to send Seungcheol off to bed if possible. You were puzzled. Jeonghan really asked you to babysit his friend. It would be much easier if it was a baby or a toddler, or a school-aged kid. But this? A young adult who was on a medication, for a reason you had been curious about yet you thought it would be inappropriate to ask such things. Him having sleeping pills already gave you hints of what he was dealing with. Moreover Jeonghan mentioned about 'still need to rest', when you could see that Seungcheol's physical condition did not seem to be really an issue.

You two sat on the couch in the living room. Seungcheol let the TV on just to fill the room with random sound from whatever show was airing. He used this time wisely to keep talking to you. As usual, he would start with random, light, non-sense talks to bring laughter in you. Eventually when the topic started to get deeper, he brought up his current condition, what had been his concerns, what he had been through to survive. And how he found it easier to sleep these days, especially when you were present in dinner time. Although he still depended on his drugs, at least the frequency of waking up suddenly in the middle of the night had decreased.

"I guess having someone to talk with before bed time makes it different," he told you.

"You don't do this stuff with Joshua or Jeonghan?"

"They have their own lives too. I feel sorry. I've been a burden to them for a long time. They had been losing sleep before the doctor gave me prescription for the sleeping pills."

"Those guys genuinely care about you."

"I know. I'm extremely thankful and I don't know how I can pay them back."

"They won't think of you like that."

He pursed his lips. His hands were fidgeting on the pillow. "It's getting late. Do you want me to walk you home?"

"If you do, you're only going to make me go into troubles with Yoon Jeonghan."

He chuckled, asking why.

"He told me to send you off to bed and make sure you're sleeping. I think they're going for the second round by now. Josh won't be home this soon to check on you."

"You don't have to." He hated the idea of being a burden for you too. But he would be lying if he didn't enjoy your company. In fact, he might need it more than he thought.

"Too bad I said okay to Jeonghan. If he finds out I'm not able to do my duty, he is so going to after me for the rest of my life." You smiled reassuring him. "I live nearby. It's fine, okay?"

"Why are you so good at taking care of others? Let alone me, a random guy you met not long ago."

"You're not a random guy I met on a street." You chuckled at him, hoping you could lower his tension. This was the first time you could sense his insecurity. "You're Mingyu's and Joshua's friend. So I guess that makes you my friend too. I may not look like it, but, yeah.. been there, done that. I could say myself that I'm quite experienced. I.. actually lost some people who couldn't bear any longer trapped in the darkness in this life, so they chose to end it. I cherish them a lot. I thought I have reached out my hands to help, but I guess it was not enough."

Seungcheol looked at you in awe. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's okay. Since we're here now, I’m offering you my hand, and I guess you can count on me too." You flashed him your best smile. "I mean, I should be proud to say that I'm Yoon Jeonghan-approved, right?"

He let out his signature chuckles. What do I do to deserve you?

—  ⌘ —

"Do you think she would accept me? I mean, she already knows my flaws and my weaknesses. I have nothing to hide anymore. And she's still there. Do you think I have a chance with her?"

"We can't guarantee that. But it's worth trying?" Mingyu said.

"Even if things go wrong, I promise she will still be a good friend," Jeonghan added.

Joshua remained silent. He was thinking of saying what Jeonghan said, but he was afraid it would hurt Seungcheol. Probably when it comes to Yoon Jeonghan, even if it was the meanest words, everyone would tolerate him.

How can it go wrong? What can go wrong? If I make a move and she chooses me, does it count as things going wrong? Gosh, I can't believe I'm thinking such a selfish thoughts. It looks like I'm the one who doesn't stand a chance now anyway.

"Shua? What do you think?" Seungcheol locked his doe eyes to a pair of big eyes that was losing focus.

Smiling while nodding his head gently, he gave reassurance and encouraged him. "You should go for it."

Jeonghan couldn't hide his concerned expression looking at Joshua encouraging Seungcheol. Joshua had been maintaining his angelic smile the whole time he listened to his roommate speaking so fondly about you. He didn't deserve any of this, but they can't bear Seungcheol suffering any longer either. Seungcheol had became very dependent on you. He was doing okay thanks to the counseling session he had been attending regularly. But clearly he was beyond better when you were around. Especially when the last thing he did before going to sleep was seeing you or talking with you.

Jeonghan once was overwhelmed when Seungcheol got his panic attack in the middle of the night and Joshua can't handle him alone. It rarely happened since you often visit the guys. So both Joshua and Jeonghan were panicking as well when they noticed Seungcheol was running out of his medicine. The next morning Jeonghan found himself rushing to your house at 6 AM and literally dragging you to Seungcheol's apartment. He couldn't even explain what was happening properly as he was just blabbering on your way. The only words you caught were 'Seungcheol needs you'.

You quickly made your way to his room to find Joshua sitting on the floor, his back leaning against the bed. He was closing his eyes but he looked tense, and exhausted too judging from the way he put his hand on the bridge of his nose between his eyes. Seungcheol was asleep yet his looks, the curled eyebrows and the twitching eyes, it just made you concerned. The blanket only covered up to his chest, which was showing a rather fast up and down motion. A sign that he was breathing rapidly. You had to tiptoe entering the room. But just in time, Joshua woke up. He saw you, then he flashed you a smile. He quietly got up and reached to you, pulling you into a quick, tight hug.

"He just went back to sleep 1 hour ago. All night, he woke up in panic every 1 to 2 hours. Once he was up, it was hard for him to sleep again," Joshua told you in whispers, afraid to wake Seungcheol up.

"It must have been hard on you," you whispered too. This time you embraced him with your arms looping around his slim waist.

He pressed his lips on the top of your head—an act he might ask himself later why he did that. "Watch him for me, please? I'll help Jeonghan prepare breakfast for us," he muttered as he released himself free from your hug.

You nodded as you let him go. You tried to step as light as a cat approaching the bed. To your surprise, Seungcheol abruptly opened his eyes when you were about to sit on the edge of his bed. The very first thing he did when he noticed your presence was throwing himself at you and wrapping you in his arms. You can feel him shuddering. By instinct you returned the hug, your hand caressing his back gently. His large figure became small as you repositioned your arms around his shoulders because he kept lowering himself, burying his face on your neck.

"There, there.." You pat his back again as if you were trying to put a baby to sleep. "You okay? You should get more sleep," you whispered to him.

He powerlessly nodded. "Will you stay?" he asked, sounding hoarse.

You nodded. How can you say no to those puppy eyes that looked terrified?

"Can I hold your hand?" he asked again after lying down and adjusting his pillows. He had scooted over to give you some space on his bed.

You took that as a sign and you moved, sitting up against the head board. "Sure." Smiling, you let him engulf your hand in his, fingers intertwined and your other hand rested on top of it.

The room that was designed to be door-less made both Jeonghan and Joshua easily witness everything. Jeonghan was relieved to see Seungcheol finally calm down. On the other hand, he now was worried about his another best friend. Beside him, Joshua had to hide his fists in his pajama pockets.

—  ⌘ —

"What do you think about Seungcheol?"

"How am I suppose to answer that?"

"He has confessed, right?"

You let out a short yes. Not gonna lie, you were quite taken aback when Jeonghan asked to meet up personally that day. Although it didn't surprise you that he was aware of Seungcheol's doing, it just never crossed your mind that he would interogate you like this.

"What about Jisoo? You do realize that he's been head over heels for you."

You gulped as soon as Joshua's name was mentioned. "Yeah, he's not very subtle about that. Honestly, I feel bad. I've been trying to figure my feelings out since he's always being so obvious." You smiled as you recalled the old days when you first met Joshua. You used to be awkward around him. On the contrary, he kept being straight forward with the numerous attempts to hang out with you. All that without even once he ever officially confessed his feelings. But you recognized it. That's why you with open heart decided to see how it would go. "I was certain that we definitely had a thing. In fact, the idea of me and him was not bad at all. When I thought I'm finally sure that we might work, this whole situation came up."

"I know. I, too, never see this Seungcheol situation coming. Honestly, it quite surprised me that he's willing to open up to you. He usually had a hard time to click with new people. Especially his last relationship was messed up real bad." Jeonghan cocked his head slowly to his side. He paused for a while before continuing his words, with a much more cautious tone. "But do you... have the same feeling to him?"

"Honestly, I don't know. It takes time for me to see where it's going with Joshua. Do I just.. let it go, just like that? But a part of me also wants to take care of Seungcheol. There is something about him that makes me feel somewhat attached and I..." You sighed deeply. "I don't know, Jeonghan. What do I do?"

"Yeah, I can see that. He is definitely attached to you too. Jisoo and I have never been so conflicted like this. We always put him—his health on top of our priorities since he used to take care of us. But I want Jisoo to be happy too."

You gritted your teeth in silence. You cared about Joshua too. You and him spent time together a lot. It was something you can't just ignore, can you?

"Have you heard from Seungcheol, that he’s going to move out soon?"

"Actually, yeah, his new place is close to mine. He even told me the door password and will give me an extra key."

"He did?" Jeonghan looked flustered. "Wow. That escalated quickly. What could possibly make him do that?"

You were fidgeting, avoiding his eye contact. But it's Yoon Jeonghan. Even if you want to tell him lies, you would just find yourself blabbering the truth eventually. "Am I wrong, if I said to him that he and I have a chance?"

"Is that a what if or you really did say that?"

"I did.."

He nodded slowly. "Look, it's your feelings. Neither I nor Jisoo can control them. Maybe you can't even control it yourself. As long as your feelings are genuine and it's not because of pity—"

"I'm not pitying him," you cut him off, looking a bit displeased that he thought such an assumption.

He chuckled. "Okay, okay. You need to chill. I believe you. So, back at it again, I'm sure Jisoo will understand if you decide to be by Seungcheol's side. Jisoo has a big heart. He will be fine."

—  ⌘ —

"I thought Yoon Jeonghan was always lucky. It turns out Seungcheol is the lucky one. He surely will be the happiest man."

"Jisoo, I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I will be mad if you say so."

You paused. Deep down inside you wanted him to be mad for real. Maybe it would be better for a Joshua Hong to be a bit more expressive. Maybe it would do him more good if you let him hate on you and pour all his emotions rather than keeping it to himself. "You're a good man. If anything, it's even beyond good. You deserve better."

"Seriously, stop. I really want to look cool for the last time being with you, as someone who has the biggest crush on you. Otherwise I'm going to regret why I didn't make a move sooner. If I did, we could have been something now." How he hated that term of 'could have been'. It's as if he didn't regret everything enough.

"Jisoo.."

A soft chuckle escaped his lips. "Stop giving me that look, will you?" His brows slightly raised, flashing you his one of unique facial expressions that was difficult to describe with words. The angelic smile on his face tried to reassure you that everything is fine. He is fine.

"I wanted to say time will heal. But I'm not sure if it's the right thing to say."

"You don't need to say anything."

"Just.. don't get hurt. If you do, even if it's impossible, please try to heal and recover quickly." You knew you were talking non-sense. Of course he was hurt. What you didn't know was that he can't be happy if being with you means unsettling days are to welcome Seungcheol again.

No, he can't live with that.

"One thing, about whatever we had before you and Seungcheol, I cherish it a lot. I hope you too, but it's time to close that chapter. So, please, keep it to yourself and never let him know. If he does, he will blame himself and guilt will consume him. He will be shattered in pieces all over again. Both he and you have a new chapter to begin. Jeonghan and I will be the side characters who will always support you, and make sure Seungcheol is in good hands."