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lovingseventeen · 1 year

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could you do seventeen reacts to you wanting cuddles? if not everyone then at least hhu?

seventeen reacts to you wanting cuddles: hhu vers. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

a/n: ok i lied about getting my posts out faster BUT i do have a bunch of drafts going on i SWEAR. i think i’m probably continue this as a series for all the other members too don’t fret!. also literally read this ask wrong and accidentally wrote “seventeen wanting cuddles” so i’ll probably do the reverse of this also AA

to the anon who requested this i hope you liked it :)

vu vers. | pu vers.

seungcheol:

◘ literally cannot contain the grin on his face

◘ “cheol come here” you told him, lifting your blanket as an offering

◘ he raises his eyebrows and is literally fighting every urge to immediately cozy up to you

◘ “is someone feeling needy today?” he grins, bending forward to almost level his face with yours

◘ whenever you see his face up close like this you can’t help but feel your stomach flutter with butterflies, but you also can’t let him get so smug (jokingly) so easily

◘ “i can survive without cuddling you, you know” you rolled your eyes, also fighting an urge to just pull him towards you

◘ though just as you were about to flip to face away from him, he’s yanking the blanket up and settling down next to you

◘ he pulls you closer by your waist until your bodies are flush together

◘ “maybe i like it when you’re a little needy” he murmurs into you, his breath tickling your neck

◘ “mmhm” but you turn back around to face him anyway because he’s still cute

wonwoo:

◘ he was playing some game on the tv but just seeing him in the comfiest clothes and glasses gave you an even stronger need to be close to him

◘ you sat on the couch near him, usually used to watching what he was up to

◘ you playfully tapped his leg with your foot, “is it something intense?”

◘ he glanced over to you for a moment before his eyes flickered back to the screen, “not really, why?”

◘ “can i uh, just hug you from behind?”

◘ the small upturn of the corner of his lips made you smile too as he nodded, reaching a hand over to your arm to pull you towards him

◘ “come here”

◘ so you moved to sit with legs on either side of him as you wrapped your arms around his middle, leaning your cheek on his shoulder

◘ frankly you were content with this, feeling his warmth against you while inhaling his comforting scent

◘ you closed your eyes while he hummed along to his game, but within minutes you could feel his hands gently pulling at yours as he shifted so the two of you could lay down instead (he wanted to hold you too) :’)

mingyu:

◘ you literally do not have to ask him twice

◘ i just feel like mingyu would drop maybe 95% of things he could be in the middle of doing just to hold you

◘ already knows what you want just from a simple “gyu..” and a tug on his arm

◘ never teases you for wanting cuddles, if anything this man would indulge you as much as he can

◘ one day he’s going over some emails, maybe reviewing upcoming schedules when you come up behind him to rest your chin on his shoulder and wrap your arms around him

◘ before you can say anything he’s already telling you, “just a minute baby and i’m all yours”

◘ “wait if it’s something important though-” you began, just noticing that he had his email open and knowing he tended to be busy

◘ “it’s okay” he assures you, turning to place a soft kiss on your jaw

◘ as soon as he’s closing his laptop, he takes your hand and pulls you to your room, engulfing you in his broad build, even going so far as to wrap a leg around you

◘ it feels like he’s surrounding you but you’ve really just achieved your goal

◘ you wanted cuddles? damn right he’ll give them to you 😤💗

vernon:

◘ loves it actually, even if his eagerness for cuddles isn’t so obvious

◘ it happens as the two of you are binging your current chosen show and you find yourself shifting from sitting upright to laying on your side

◘ he’s still sitting upright, as he was quite invested in your show. his head turns at the sound of your voice

◘ “can you..?” you begin, motioning for him to lay down with you

◘ “of course” he chuckles, already making his way to hold you from behind

◘ when would he ever deny you?

◘ you snuggle into him as he wraps an arm around your waist, taking its usual a spot in your cuddle sessions

◘ it’s always comforting with vernon and neither of you would have it any other way

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shuaforyou · 9 months

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taglist : @ofcoursewhynotmongyu @prpldahy

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hannyoontify · 10 months

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april showers bring may flowers - choi seungcheol

member | seungcheol x gn!reader

genre | hurt with lots of comfort, fluff??, established relationship!au,

word count | 2k

synopsis | when that time of year rolls around, seungcheol is reminded yet again why he loves you so much

warnings | mentions of death of unnamed character, lots of crying, mentions of breakfast, a couple kisses, cheol is grieving a lot

notes | do yourself a favor and DON'T listen to dk's cover of betelgeuse while you read this bc writing this while listening to that on repeat did smth to my heart

Seungcheol can hear you shuffling around in the kitchen from his bedroom, most likely preparing breakfast for him and the thought alone made his chest tighten. He knew that today wasn't any easier for you than it was for him, but the way you always put him first and prioritized his needs made him feel guilty but also grateful at the same time.

Laying an arm over his eyes, Seungcheol tried to ignore the dull, throbbing pain in his chest as he thought over what the day's itinerary would look like. He would eat breakfast, then get changed. You would then drive the two of you to the– Seungcheol could feel his throat closing up as he choked back an audible sob. Just thinking about visiting him was too much to bear. He heard your footsteps heading towards his bedroom and Seungcheol wiped his tears away in a hurry–just as you quietly entered his room.

"Cheol? You awake?" You asked in a soft voice. Seungcheol heard you padding over to his side of the bed, and he glanced at you with misty eyes. You were wearing a plain white top and beige pants. Bright, just like he had requested.

Seungcheol felt his lower lip quiver and immediately noticing this, you cupped his face with your soft hands and wiped away his tears that were now flowing like a steady stream, leaving a wet trail on his cheeks. Seungcheol let himself cry into your arms, his mouth crying bitterly into your shoulder as he gripped your arms tightly. You simply sat there, alternating between rubbing small circles and patting his back. Your own eyes welled up with tears as you heard your fiance sob and you tried your best to blink them away, but a single tear managed to escape and rolled down your cheek.

Once Seungcheol managed to calm down a bit, you brought his face up so you could look into his eyes. They were bloodshot and glossy, glinting and glistening in the dim light of the distant living room. In a different context, you would've described his eyes as shining and full of youth, but there was an unspoken sadness hiding under the brightness that made you think otherwise.

"I think this is gonna happen a lot today," Seungcheol mumbled. That made both of you crack a small smile and you pressed a light kiss to his forehead.

"That's why I brought four extra boxes of tissues with me. Don't worry, I'll catch every tear that falls today," You said with a quiet chuckle. "Come outside once you're ready, I made breakfast."

Seuncheol muttered out a small 'thank you' and watched you leave the room first. He had no doubt that you would catch every one of his tears. You've been doing exactly that for the past five years, ever since the accident.

The two of you were only a couple weeks into a new relationship when the sudden news of his best friend's death sent Seungcheol's life into a downward spiral. Anyone else would've been overwhelmed with the situation and asked to end things, especially since you had only met him recently, but not you. You were more determined than before to stay by his side and lend him a shoulder to cry on, should he ever need one. You became his pillar of support and Seungcheol doesn't know where he would be in life right now if you hadn't stayed with him.

Watching you from behind, he felt another pang of guilt in his chest. You were so perfect, why would you choose to stay with a mess like him? He was lacking in so many ways-

"Cheol, my love?" You called out.

"Yeah?"

"No need to feel guilty, okay? I'm doing what I'm doing because I love you," It was almost as if you read his mind. You sent him a reassuring smile. "I made a choice to stay with you all those years ago and I'm not backing out of my promise. Not today, not ever. Okay?"

Seungcheol could feel another wave of tears welling up in his eyes, and he wiped them away with the back of his hand. "Okay. I love you."

"I love you too."

The car ride to the graveyard was mostly quiet with the exception of a few strings of curse words that would leave your mouth whenever there was an 'idiot driver who probably peaked in high school'. That helped bring a small smile to Seungcheol's lips.

Once the two of you found the specific grave mound that belonged to Seungcheol's best friend, you wrapped a strong arm around his shoulder as he stared at the mound of grass that held the body of his friend of almost 25 years.

A violent sob racked through Seungcheol's body when he saw a fresh bouquet of lilies that he recognized as Soonyoung's. He must've visited earlier.

When Seungcheol's legs gave out under him, you helped soften his fall as you went down with him. Your arms remained firm around him as he cried into your shoulder, his quiet sobs speaking volumes of the pain that he was feeling. Your love clung onto you, holding you so tightly like you would also disappear if he let go for just one second.

You rubbed small circles on Seungcheol's back as you made soft noises to soothe him, your chin resting on the crown of his head. Once you thought he had calmed down a bit, you opened your mouth to speak.

"He would be so proud of you, you know. So proud of how far you've come in life. You might be crying but I'm sure he's smiling down on us right now," You mumble. You could feel Seungcheol trembling in your embrace and you resume making soothing noises.

"He spoke so highly of you before we met, I thought he might've been the one with a crush on you," You chuckled, reminiscing how your favorite senior was so ecstatic to set up his best friend with his favorite underclassman. "He really cared for you, my love. He cared for you so much."

Your fiance's cries only got louder. He wailed into your shoulder, the entire area now damp from his tears. Seungcheol silently cursed the universe, he cursed any and every deity in existence for taking his best friend from him. Oh, the things he would do to bring him back. He was willing to spend every penny of his life savings on his medical bills if it meant that he could be ablive. Seungcheol would've done anything and everything if he knew that he would lose his best friend in a matter of months.

You watched a lone tear drip down his cheek and drop to the grass below you, and you were reminded of something you told him five years ago.

"I need to stop crying," Seungcheol whispered to you. Almost everyone had left after the burial, heading back to the funeral home where dinner was to be served. You shook your head and patted his back. "At this rate, I'm gonna flood this place with my tears."

You cracked a small smile at his joke and pressed a kiss to his temple. "You can cry all you want. You can flood this place with your tears because you know what they say, right? April showers bring May flowers. The tears you shed now are gonna have beautiful flowers blooming in its stead because this too, shall pass. It may seem like everything is doomed and your life will never get better, but I promise you, everything does get better. After a long period of adversity and hardship, good things will always follow. And I'll stay with you through it all.

"I promise."

You knew it was okay to move when Seungcheol let out a shaky breath, one that usually signified that he was either done crying or ran out of tears to cry. Once he pulled away, he began apologizing profusely because his tears had soaked entirely through the fabric of your white shirt on your shoulder but you simply laughed.

You fixed his bangs with a warm smile and pressed a kiss to his lips. "I'm gonna go clean the other graves, you go ahead and talk with him."

Seungcheol felt his heart physically ache. This was one of the many reasons why he loved you so much. You were here to grieve, on his behalf, but here you were, cleaning and weeding the graves of strangers. When he asked you once why you always cleaned the graves of people you didn't know, your answer was his deciding factor for proposing to you (indirectly, he didn't ask you to marry him at a graveyard like soonyoung thought he did when cheol initially told him)

"Why do you clean the graves of strangers?" Seungcheol asked. The two of you were sitting on the grass, drinking makgeolli and watching the sun set behind Seoul. You looked over at him with a confused expression that said 'What do you mean?'

"I mean like- I don't know, I think it's just so... selfless. Like we're here to grieve, cleaning other's graves is the last thing on my mind if I'm being honest," Your then-boyfriend winced at his own words. "I sound horrible."

You couldn't help but laugh. "No, you don't sound horrible. It makes sense why you would think that way. Everyone's here because they have a reason to, I don't think anyone visits graveyards for funsies." Seungcheol nodded at that. "But if I don't, who will? The only thing the landowner does is mow the grass every other week. I think they deserve more than that.

"Especially the graves who no longer receive visitors. Their families may be living too far away or they don't have any family members or acquaintances to remember them and visit them. I think something as simple as weeding their area and pouring them leftover alcohol would mean a lot to them."

You shuffled in your spot to turn and face your lover. He looked at you with bright eyes that were slightly puffy from all the crying earlier that day. "Imagine this. You're living abroad for whatever reason, so you haven't been able to visit his grave for years. You feel so sorry because you can't take care of it like you used to, but one day, you return and see that the grave is still in a pristine condition, almost the same way you left it all those years ago. How would that make you feel?"

Seungcheol slowly nodded, as if he began to slowly understand what you meant. "I would be happy. And grateful. Because his grave wasn't neglected while I was gone."

You nodded back at him, happy that he understood. "That's why I clean other's graves. In case a situation like that were ever to happen. Through a small action like brushing away dead leaves, I could bring a smile to someone else's face."

Watching you in the distance, Seungcheol began to talk to his old friend. He gave him the latest updates on the happenings of the friend group, as well as his recent promotion. His eyes never let your frame as he talked, observing as you bent over to pull out a few weeds that you had spotted.

"We're getting married, you idiot," He said with a soft smile. "Thanks for introducing me to the love of my life. I really owe you one. I was gonna have you be the best man, but I guess I'm gonna have to stick with Soonyoung. [Name] is-"

Seungcheol's words got caught in his throat when he saw you waving over at him with the brightest smile on your face and a couple wildflowers in hand. The wind blew your hair past your face, whipping it around dramatically. You looked so beautiful like this, full of love and smiles. He couldn't believe he was the one to call you his, forever.

"They're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

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svtminghaolove · 1 year

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You interacting with carats - Hip hop unit (SVT)

Hello lovlies ~ So, I dropped my computer on the ground and it’s now getting repaired (should get it back on Monday) so thats why I haven’t been able to post as much as I hoped. That’s why Vernons part is also a bit shorter because I had to write it on my phone, but hope you enjoy <3

Triggers: Nope

S.Coups: This was before the two of you had gone public, and were at a late night café on a date. He had his hood up and mask on except from when he sipped his drink so no one would see that it was him, even if it were basically only the two of you at the café.

But you kind of had to admit that he had been right to do so when a group of four girls walked in, and all of them had seventeen photocards attached to the back of their phones. They sat down in the table next to you, only a fence and a few plants separating the two tables.

"Did you guys see the gose episode last night?"

"It was so funny when Jeonghan fooled everyone",

"Like usual.", the other girls laughed and you let out a little giggle when you saw Seungcheol's facial expression. You stood up and leaned on the fence, getting the girls attentions.

"You guys carats?"

"Yeah…?", one of them said a bit hesitantly, weirded out by the fact that a random girl just leaned over the fence to talk to them.

"Me too! I love yesterday gose, especially the part when S.Coups flipped.", and that earned you a soft kick on the leg from Seungcheol who had a hard time holding back his smile.

"Yes! Ah I love maniac Coups", the girls perked up. "So who´s your bias? Mine's Jeonghan."

"Dino", another girl said and held up her phone to show off a photocard of Dino.

"The8"

"S.Coups", and when the last girl said his name he was about to flip the table from joy.

"Hm… I've always been kind of and OT13 but if I had to choose…", you glanced over at Seungcheol with a smile. "Mingyu?", he kicked your leg again. "Definitely Mingyu."

"You're here alone? Come sit with us!", the girls didn't seemed to have noticed Seungcheol and you smiled.

"I would love to!", you simply said and walked around to sit with the girls.

You sat with the girls and talked for about fifteen minutes, even exchanged numbers and all that, before you excused yourself and left with Seungcheol. And even though Seungcheol acted sulky a while after that he actually felt rather happy seeing you interact in such a sweet way with his fans. You were just happy to make some new friends and you definitely invited them to your wedding later on.

Wonwoo: You had gone public by this point and most fans loved seeing you around, and today was one off those days that just made the fans love you so much.

It was at a fan signing and it was a really cold day in Seoul, the temp dropping below -10°C. Half of the people were fitted inside the building but the other half had to stand outside and wait to go inside. They members were pretty worried about carats but couldn't really do anything.

After a while the fans who had started with standing outside stepped up to the tables and one of them sat in front of Wonwoo.

"Hello!", the fan said happily as she sat down.

"Hello, are you feeling alright? The cold wasn't to much?", he smiled and offered a hand to the fan who took it. He had expected them to be cold after spending such a long time outside but they were actually really warm.

"No it's fine, I actually wanted to tell you this", she smiled widely and picked up a hand warmer. "I'm so glad that you're together with someone like y/n. She is so kind, she's standing outside handing out heat packs and warm water to the fans out in the cold."

"She is?", he said as he signed the album, surprised because you hadn't told him this.

"Yeah. I just want you to know that we carats approve of her, I hope the two of you will be so happy together!", he smiled at her.

"Thank you!", and then they moved on with the conversation.

A lot of fans that came after that mentioned how kind you had been and how you interacted with the fans, how you made sure everyone was okay, and offered them hot beverages to keep them warm while they were waiting outside. When the signing were over you were still nowhere to be seen so he sneaked out for a bit to see you standing among some Carats. The tip of your nose was red but you had a huge smile on your face as you rubbed your hands together to keep warm. He couldn't hear what you were talking about but both you and the fans seemed to have a good conversation.

He walked back inside to wait for you and after a fem minutes you stepped inside, shaking off the cold as the door closed behind you.

"That was very sweet of you", you jumped at the sound of his voice and smiled when you saw him.

"What are you talking about?", you smiled and rubbed the tip of your nose to try to warm it up.

"Carats told me you'd been handing out hot drinks and heat packs during the event.", he smiled and tilted his head and you nodded.

"Yeah, the cold kind of came out of nowhere so I figured a lot of them wouldn't dress warmly.", you smiled. "Your fans are so nice though, and they love you guys very much."

"Yeah, they do… but I think they are very thankful for you right now. I know I am at least.", he wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

"Don't sweat it, it was fun", you smiled up at him as he lead you inside.

"Come on, lets get you warmed up."

Mingyu: The two of you were out walking, taking a breather after a long day for the both of you. It was getting dark outside, but the sun was still hiding in the horizon creating a beautiful orange color in the sky.

"Should we take some pictures?", you smiled at Mingyu who nods and removes his mask as the two of you step to the side to not be in the way for the ones walking on the sidewalk.

You picked up your camera and started to pose and took a few pictures as you saw two younger girls, maybe in their early to mid teens, carefully watching thew two of you. You lightly jabbed Mingyu and gave him a smile.

"I think you have been found out", you nodded your head in their direction and Mingyu smiled as he saw them, both slightly panicked when he looked at them.

"Hi!", you said and waved at them to come over. The young girls carefully walked over. "Are you guys carats?", they nodded and quickly picked up their phone to show their screen which both contained a picture with the members.

"Y-yes! A-and Mingyu is my bias!", one of the girls said shyly and Mingyu gave them a typical soft boy smile that he had reserved for his fans (and sometimes you).

"I'm so glad to hear that, do you guys want to take some pictures?", they nodded quickly at his question.

"Let me take the picture, I'm the best", you smiled and held out your hand to the girls to receive both their phones.

And then you started taking pictures. Mingyu almost bursting out in laughter at your enthusiastic movements, crouching down to get different angles and giving directions on how to pose, switching their phones from time to time to get pictures for both of them.

"Oh!", you interrupted yourself when a strong wind came and some leaves got caught in one of the girls hair. You walked over to the girl who froze when you reached out your hand.

"I'm sorry, may I? You just got some leaves stuck in your hair.", you smiled and she got a soft blush on her cheeks but nodded. You softly plucked the leaves out of her hair and brushed her hair down before taking a step back.

"Do you guys want some individual photos as well?", Mingyu asked and they nodded and you proceeded with your photoshoot as Mingyu softly talked with the girls.

After a few minutes of talking and picture taking, Mingyu signed their notebooks and then the two of you started going back home again.

"They really seemed to like you", he said as he put his mask back on and you rolled your eyes.

"Of course they did, I'm amazing.", you teased and he let out a laugh.

"Yeah, thank you for being awesome with my fans", you smiled and nudged him in the side.

"Of course, you don't even have to thank me for that.", and then the two continued your walk home.

A few hours later you got tagged in a photo that one of the girls had posted. It was some of the pictures that you had taken and then a long rant on how they had met Mingyu and how amazing it was and how nice he was ant etc. But what stood out to you was the last line on the post. "PS. Shout out to @yourinstagramname for the pictures! She was so nice and went all in when taking the pictures, definitely following her!"

Vernon: It was during one of his concerts. You had decided that you wanted to be on the floor, standing with the other fans rather than being in the seated area. You were a bit nervous at first, since the friend you had planned to go with had gotten sick last minute, but also since you had gone public with your relationship with Vernon.

But your worries quickly disappeared when you got there because (at least) the carats around you were so excited to have you there and you jumped and screamed and sang together the whole evening. They made you feel like you were one in the friend group and you had never had so much fun on a concert before. There was also one point during the concert where Vernon found you in the crowd, laughing and jumping together with the carats, and he felt so happy and proud to see you hanging out with his fans that meant so much to him. And as the concert came to an end, you were now following the girls you had spent the evening with on Instagram and had left them to go meet up with Vernon.

"Had fun?", he smiled as you giggled your way over to him.

"Yes! Your fans are the best people ever!", you threw your arms around his shoulder and Seungkwan and Hoshi teased you two as they walked passed.

"You guys were great tonight!", you yelled after them and they thanked you as they walked away. "You too, it was nice to see you on stage."

"Thank you, want to get dinner after this? We thought about ordering in.", you nodded.

"Yes, I'm starving!", you laughed as you walked after the guys.

The day after the concert the girls you had meet had all posted different pictures and videos that had been taken during the evening, all with different captions such as:

"Spent the SEVENTEEN concert together with the best @yourinstagramname! Best night ever!"

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Masterlist

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Taglist:@foxdaisy @pearlygraysky @cixrosie @thmrdrs @enhacolor @midnight-rin

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gyuld4eng1e · 19 days

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svt love language [ hip hop team ]

s.coups : gifting. he's generally a giver and that's exactly why he would love spoiling you , there's a happiness and satisfaction he'd get seeing you take around the expensive designer bag he bought for you.

wonwoo : words of affirmation. while you tend to worry that things might go wrong , wonwoo affirms you that nothing would go wrong , and if it does , he's by your side.

mingyu : hugs , physical touch. one bad day at your work place and you'd go home and rant to your golden retriever boyfriend...his tall big frame would pull you to it's embrace and the warmth of his body radiates on you.

vernon : acts of service and quality time. whenever both of you would cuddle , he would gently give you a massage , he'd find and give you comfort in just hugging each other without speaking a word. things that he enjoys , he likes sharing them to you and knowing your opinion on it.

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multiland · 8 months

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Best Friend!Seventeen Hip Hop Unit when you ask to suck them off

a/n: here's what you guys requested, i hope you enjoy it and please leave feedback!

S.Coups

Wonwoo

Mingyu

Vernon

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blu-joons · 1 year

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When He Asks You To Give Him A Massage ~ Seventeen Hip Hop Unit Reaction

S.Coups:

You looked to Seungcheol in confusion as he positioned himself in between your legs on the floor, jolting his shoulders up and down. He shook them out, rolled them around too, all whilst knowing you were watching.

“You’re not very subtle,” you pointed out to him, “I know exactly why you’re sat here and what you want from me too.”

“Then why don’t you hurry and give me a massage then?”

“Why should I?” You couldn’t help but joke.

“Y/N,” Seungcheol dragged out, tilting his head back and pouting up at you, “can’t you just help me out this once…it hurts.”

After a few moments of winding Seungcheol up, you finally caved and began massaging over the top of his shoulders. “You know there are plenty of professionals out there who can do this for you too, Seungcheol.”

“I do,” he smiled, “but they’re nowhere near as good as you, they don’t take care of me the way that you care for me.”

“Sometimes you know all the right things to say.”

Wonwoo:

A chuckle came from you as Wonwoo reached behind for your hands, lifting them up and placing them against the top of your head. Your head shook, knowing what he was hinting at from you straight away.

“You want a massage?” You quizzed, peering over Wonwoo’s shoulder and taking a look at him as he nodded in reply to you.

“There’s so much stress in this little head of mine now.”

“You’re too stressed Wonwoo,” you scolded.

“I know,” he whispered, nuzzling into your fingertips as you began to squeeze over the top of his head and through his hair.

You were careful with your movements, making sure not to hurt Wonwoo or stress him out even more. “Why don’t you close your eyes if you’re tired and get a little bit of rest?” You suggested, watching him closely.

“Maybe that wouldn’t be the worst idea,” Wonwoo agreed as he made himself more comfortable laying before you.

“I’ll stay here and keep massaging for a while.”

Mingyu:

You didn’t quite know what to do as you found yourself straddling Mingyu’s back after he asked you if you could give him a massage. It was a position you’d never found yourself in before, quickly feeling flustered.

“You just want a massage, right?” You asked Mingyu, a gulp running down your throat as you noticed the definition in his back.

“Just at the top would be perfect, it’s a little bit sore.”

“Sure I can do this,” you murmured to yourself.

“You’re not shy, are you?” Mingyu questioned, overhearing you mumbling to yourself as you tried to find some confidence.

You didn’t realise quite how loud you were as you hummed in reply to Mingyu, beginning to massage over the top of his back. “How do you expect me to be this alright when you look this good and I’m this close to you?”

“You don’t have to do this if it’s going to make you nervous,” Mingyu assured you, the smirk on his face wide as he spoke.

“I’m here now, I might as well help you out.”

Vernon:

You struggled to hold back your laughter as Vernon continued to stretch his leg out in front of you after accidentally pulling his calf muscles during the boys’ rehearsal, the pain etched upon his face clearly.

“Are you alright?” You asked Vernon as you kept your eyes firmly on him, “you don’t look like you’re having a good time right now.”

“Can you help me? I really need to loosen it up a bit.”

“You want me to massage it?” You offered.

“If you don’t mind,” Vernon smiled, taking a seat on your bed. “It’s just killing me, I feel like I can hardly walk anymore.”

Vernon turned onto his back so that your hands could begin massaging over his calf, digging in tightly to loosen it up. “What did you even do to end up injuring yourself this badly?” You asked him with a laugh.

“I can’t say, it’s far too embarrassing to admit to you,” Vernon huffed into the pillow, “although I’m sure the boys will share.”

“I might have to give one of them a text after this.”

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sweetiesicheng · 20 days

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mingyu - after school

word count : 558

happy birthday to mingyu~

"this is so annoying," your friend mumbled as they closed their locker. "these exams are so hard!" she said while facing towards you.

"you can come to cram school with me," you offered to her while putting one of your textbooks away.

"maybe tomorrow. i have practice for tennis in a bit," she said. "i'll see you tomorrow."

"bye, drive safe," you said to her as she walked away. you checked your backpack to make sure you had everything with you. you closed your locker and put your backpack on. then, you walked down the hall and headed to the entrance of the school. you walked out of the doors and saw people lingering around still despite school already over.

"hey l/n!"

you walked down the short staircase in front of your school even after someone called your name.

"ooh, he just ignored her."

"oh that's hilarious."

you heard people laugh before feeling someone grab your backpack, preventing you from walking forward.

"need something?" you asked, turning around to see an underclassman standing across of you.

"how about some of your time?" the guy said to you.

you rolled your eyes at him and huffed out, "really?"

"damn, his game ain't up anymore," someone spoke from behind.

the guy grabbed your jacket, clearly agitated, "what'd you say?"

"i don't think you keep up anymore," you replied and peeked your head to look at everyone else behind the guy, "none of you keep up actually. it's funny."

"what the hell are you doing?"

you turned your head back and saw mingyu getting out of his car. he walked up, eyeing the guy in front of you.

"don't make me ask twice," mingyu said to him. the guy let go of you and took a step back. mingyu put his arm over your shoulders and looked down at you. "are they bothering you?" he asked you.

you shook your head, "no, i was just telling them that they don't keep up with the current news," you answered before looking at the guy. "you really need to keep up with the upperclassmen. we're a lot different and not as stupid as you," you said to him.

"senior has a girlfriend? since when?"

"should we run?"

"go in the car," mingyu said to you while putting his arm down. you nodded and turned around. you walked to his car and got into the back seat.

"hey wonwoo," you greeted your friend, who was in the driver's seat.

"yo."

"what's going on out there?" vernon asked, looking up from his phone to speak to you.

"sophomores being annoying," you mentioned while taking your backpack off. you looked through the window and saw some of the sophomores running away while mingyu confronted the guy who was trying to talk to you. "mingyu's being scary again. i think he's taking after coups," you said with a chuckle.

"well if s.coups was here, then it'd be over already," wonwoo said.

the front passenger door opened and mingyu got into the car.

"hi babe," you greeted him.

"hey, baby," mingyu greeted. "you guys hungry?" he asked all of you.

"let's just get a snack. i need to study," wonwoo said and started driving.

"how'd those kids take it?" vernon asked mingyu.

mingyu looked back with a sly grin, "it'll be fun messing with them for awhile."

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writingmeraki · 1 month

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unsaid, unkept, ugly emotions.

a seventeen hip hop unit imagines !

IN WHICH, the uglier side of feeling too much getting more messier than it already is for both parties involved.

(or in which for different reasons, it just seems you aren't meant to be.)

pairing : svt!hiphop!unit x gn!reader, friend's crush!seungcheol, best friend's other best friend!wonwoo, rival's friend!mingyu, rockstar! vernon.

genre : angst, no comfort. ( for now )

warnings : mentions of injuries, inaccurate basketball terms, cussing, messy, heartbreak, contemplation, arguments, miserable people, miscommunication, everyone gets hurt, a lot of unspoken feelings, like emphasis on that you may get annoyed. ( not proofread ; we die like hyyh yoonkook )

author's note : i tried so hard to make gyu's messy but i just couldn't ( you'll find out ) these plots are soo random and specific pls but so funnn to write! also me uploading this much is trying to make up for very less updates for the last months of 2023. I missed milestones and I want to make up for those soon too! gahh anyways let me know what you think of these, im actually nervous abt this ngl ( also i just noticed soo much friend drama oof-)

VOCAL UNIT VER. | PERFOMANCE UNIT VER.

word count : 4.1k ( they are getting longer...)

ᯓ★ | seungcheol.

He was off limits.

From the moment you knew your best friend, Haewon, had a crush on him, he was not supposed to ever be in your radar of romantic boundaries as per the rules of being a best friend.

Seeing her going crazy for a boy like him at first really made you question if there was something wrong with you because you just couldn’t quite see it.

Sure he was literally the definition of tall, blonde and gorgeous. Sure he had adorable dimples that made him look less intimidating than you thought he initially was. Sure he was also the frat president as well as the captain of the soccer team making you wonder how he was able to still balance getting great grades.

Well. There was a slight possibility you could see what others saw.

Maybe even more when the time you tried to play wingman for Haewon at a party where you lost her because apparently she was looking for him but said guy turned up right beside you as you were contemplating on what would least likely not kill your liver if you had it resulting in having conversations about cherries ( you don’t even know ) and him trying to convince (gaslight) you into soccer being one of the greatest games of all time.

You didn’t get convinced but for the time it felt right to agree to what he said if it meant those adorable dimples would show up when you did.

You were so screwed.

Another thing Choi Seungcheol had was a great memory, because he seemed to remember you when he saw you walking down the hallway with Haewon as he smiled so widely at you in greeting.

“Haha yeah hey! um…This is Haewon by the way! Haewon, Seungcheol.” You had to nudge her to snap out of her daze and she extended her hand in greeting as he politely shook her hand.

“That reminds me, I forgot to ask you last night but uh can I have your-”

“Oh would you look at that! We’re getting late for class! I’m so sorry Seungcheol, we’ll have to leave!”

That moment you think you were so going to hell when you saw how quickly his smile fell and how his sparkly eyes dimmed down because it felt like you committed a sin then and there. You think you saved yourself from committing a sin but it didn’t feel less dreadful as you grabbed her hand and rushed as quickly as you could.

In the opposite direction of where your class was.

“WHAT WAS THAT-”

“Listen- when you were looking for him last night- I swear I don’t know how but he was right where I ended up sitting and he-well, we talked I suppose-?”

Her eyes widened at your words and you raised your hands in surrender,

“I promise I didn’t even know when he showed up, I tried to message you and even find you but you seemed gone until the moment we were leaving.”

“Plus the reason I didn’t tell you last night was I was tired! I was here trying to play wingman while the person in love was seemingly gone-”

She sighed and nodded at you, “You don’t have to explain, I know he’s not your type, you made that clear a lot of times actually it’s kinda hilarious.” She giggled as she recalled the countless times you chastised her for daydreaming about him. But now, you couldn’t stop the stupid tinge of bitterness in your heart.

Right. Not my type.

Suddenly her eyes widened as an idea struck her, “That’s it! He was gonna ask for your number right? You can try and set me up then!”

“I well- I don’t know-”

“Please! You know how I have been trying to get to know him even.”

You didn’t want to say it then but you thought about how trying meant actually doing something rather than just gazing from afar. At least become friends with him was the words you told her countless times but she paid no heed, retorting how it was not that easy.

But it was easy because what’s the worst that could happen? Him having a partner? So it wasn’t the end of the world, others existed!

Too bad you were easy to persuade, questionably easy because all it took were her doe eyes pleading at you to agree.

“Fine- I’ll try- but no promises.”

As she hugged you and squealed words of gratefulness to you, you couldn’t quite put a finger on it then but,

You didn’t understand why it felt a part of you couldn’t seem to share the same happiness, conceivably a lingering dread there that knew something was surely going to go wrong.

✮⋆˙ | wonwoo.

Everytime Jeon Wonwoo had the ever so unfortunate ( according to him ) time to exist in the same room as you, it seemed like an impending doom for him.

His heart felt weird, his stomach dropped, his throat parched.

He hated it.

He was an individual who knew what they wanted in life. Never unsure nor second guessing, always able to classify their emotions in proper ways. Systematic is the right word. Able to know what exactly he wants to do in his career, how to behave with his friends, when to be serious and when to have ‘fun’.

So what happens when you completely throw him off the rocks with your mere existence?

He hates you. That’s how he tags the emotions he feels when he sees you and what does hatred sprout? Indifference.

Too many questions asked but it’s what Wonwoo declares.

Though, he thinks the first mistake is to think he’d be able to avoid you considering the fact that you were his best friend/roommate’s good friend. Meaning you spent around twenty to twenty two hours at their place (Yes he counted) and he absolutely hated it.

He hated how your giggles would ring out in the entire apartment when Mingyu said a half-assed joke, it literally made his chest feel uneasy. He hated how your eyes would always twinkle when you would be talking to Mingyu, it made his stomach drop and sigh in disbelief.

Was Mingyu that oblivious to how much you liked him?

Now this was a question that made Wonwoo almost throw up. Odd.

“You know if you don’t make a move, he won’t even know right? I know you think he’s one of the smartest but in the romance field, I think even fucking Jihoon beats him at that.”

Or perhaps Wonwoo was just very oblivious to how much you liked him.

You shook your head at Mingyu’s words as you both walked up to his apartment, the butterflies in your stomach already churning at the thought that Wonwoo was likely home.

“And also it’s getting concerning how much time you spend in my apartment for the sake of him, like at this point just move in you creep—HEY!Ow!— that hurt you ass!”

“It’s not that easy,Gyu,he’s – he’s Wonwoo for God’s sake!”

“That’s exactly why it’s easy! It’s Wonwoo! Be direct with him. I’ve known him for years and trust me, he won’t know until you spit it out to him!”

Maybe…maybe he was right. Afterall he had been friends with Wonwoo before even knowing you.

“What if he doesn’t even feel the same–”

“Be serious. He literally looks like a lovesick fool when you’re over–”

“Maybe he’s just sick of me coming over.”

Mingyu stopped walking and you didn’t even realize until you were a few steps ahead. Pausing when you finally saw he wasn’t beside you.

His expression was like he was close to ripping out his hair from frustration while also being flabbergasted. It was kinda hilarious and you had to gulp to prevent laughing because you were sure he might just kill you.

“Okay! Okay, fine– I'll listen to you– maybe not confess today! But I'll ask if we can hangout or something,happy?”

“Very.”

You rolled your eyes at his words as you both began climbing up the stairs, telling him to shush with his teasing as the tips of your ears began to feel warm and the blood rushed to your cheeks with every scenario you imagined.

Maybe if you thought that the upcoming scenario would ever occur. it would have hurt less.

As you waited for Mingyu to pull out his keys, you could feel your nerves igniting through your skin and your stomach churning. But before Mingyu could insert the key, the door opened.

You wouldn’t have questioned anything, if it weren’t for the obvious messy hair, hickey marks trailing down her exposed neck and of course, the star of your daydreams right behind her, standing with a surprised face.

It was obvious what had occurred, the confirmation lying in the bruises on his neck.

“Woah–uh.” Mingyu stuttered awkwardly, and you could feel his sympathy as he glanced at you. You couldn’t think of anything else other than how…right you were and how wrong Mingyu was.

You didn’t know who she was but it wasn’t her fault. Or anyone’s. Maybe yours. So as a weird tension simmered through the air, you looked away from them and just turned to Mingyu.

And for the first time in his life probably, he was lost. Jeon Wonwoo was lost because why did he just feel like he committed a crime when he wasn’t even yours anyways?

He hated the way you looked away, not missing the hurt that flashed across your eyes as you realized what he probably was doing.

You didn’t even notice she’d already left, smiling at Wonwoo and signing him to call her back, again. Probably not the first time, you thought.

“Uh-Gyu- I’ll go now, It’s getting late for me anyways,”

You really tried to stop your voice from cracking, the lump in your throat making you want to choke and die then and there. So you just looked at Mingyu, purposefully ignoring the way he looked at you in sympathy.

His stare seemed to burn into your side profile. The words on the tip of his tongue, but what? It all felt like a lot but nothing at the same time. Wonwoo didn’t know what to say.

Nodding goodbye to Mingyu and glancing at Wonwoo, offering a tight lipped smile as you waved, and then without saying anything you turned around.

Mingyu frowned. His best friend couldn’t own up to his feelings for you and just when you were about to take a step forward, he somehow ended up fucking it up completely.

What a mess.

“Come on, we need to talk.”

Mingyu said seriously, putting an arm over Wonwoo’s shoulders, albeit a little forcefully which caused the other boy to almost stumble over.

It seemed it was now up to him now to sort out this mess and hopefully it doesn’t get worse from here.

✩₊˚. | mingyu.

Being the new captain of the basketball team had its perks. Sure, you now officially got tagged as a ‘jock’, a title in itself that held its own benefits, probably more than just when you were another player in the team.

But its disadvantages seemed more at the moment when you found yourself under the angered gaze of none other than Yoon Jiwoo. Another player of the basketball team. Shooting guard was the position.

By all means, it wasn’t your fault she was not captain, it was her own actions that did not get her the position. And plus, it wasn’t like it was bad not being a captain, Yeri was a small forward, yet probably the best one at it. So it was at the end of the day, nothing to you but just more responsibilities with the title.

Plus, it was also voted by the rest of the players that you deserved to be captain this time when it was time to appoint a new captain. Jiwoo had been a captain before Lisa became that year, but she left and so there had to be a new choice made.

With Jiwoo’s unfair hatred towards you, also came a similar animosity from her group of friends. Well you think Jiwoo wants them to share the same feelings as she does but you doubt they care enough, usually neutral towards you or sympathetic even as they tried to reason her animosity being useless.

They were five or six if you could remember correctly from the times they’d drop her to practice or come to pick her up sometimes. Apparently one of them was her cousin Yoon Jeonghan and you could surely see the similarities in them from the way unrealistically attractive they both looked.

But the one that stuck out most to you was Kim Mingyu. Her best friend. And the one who supposedly hated you the most, after her that is.

Then why did he feel anything but hate? He couldn’t stop looking at you during your practice when he stuck around to wait for Jiwoo, as if in a trance as his gaze remained on you.

He couldn’t stop the way his heart sped up when you grinned so widely as you scored, tackling your teammate in a hug. Why was he suddenly envious of the people who got to experience your joy?

In his defense, he liked you way before you were even captain. It was probably since the day he first saw you try for the teams and he thinks it was fate that he got to stumble onto you that one sunny afternoon.

You were nervous for your trials and he was nervous from the way your hair prettily rested on your cheeks and made you almost glow in the sun. Yeah, he was convinced it was love at first sight.

Though he feels liking his best friend’s rival was…confusing. He didn’t know if he could take a side or if he should even question taking a side.

“You pushed them on purpose Jiwoo!” Yeri yelled at her as she held you upright. You couldn’t even make out some of the words as you focused on the pain shooting up your ankle from the way it twisted.

“We all saw it, stop acting like you did nothing!”

“Exactly, you have this weird hate boner for them since you couldn’t get your stupid captain title!”

You were sure the first voice was Chaewon while the other was Yeri.

“Why are you all ganging up on me? It wasn’t on purpose! Ask-ask someone else as well!” Her voice got louder and louder as she finished her sentence. She didn’t expect people to take your side. Although her plan was just a little shove to keep you off balance as she got the ball in her hand, she did not expect you to twist your ankle completely.

“It’s fine- just- just leave it. It was a mistake, I just-” Your words were cut off as you hissed out in pain again as you attempted to get up, only to tumble down again, luckily held up by Yeri and Chaewon.

They sat you down on the bench as they huddled around you in a panic. You pulled off your shoes, scrunching your nose from the smell but the pain quickly took your focus from that.

“Hey! What’s going on?” You heard someone say as they entered, their voice familiar to you. Mingyu had come to pick up Jiwoo as usual, not knowing she left sneakily when they were focused on you, when he saw everyone huddled together, confused when he couldn’t see you amongst the first few he saw.

He didn’t need to peek over due to his well…giant form, but he saw you sat down in the middle as he got closer, caressing your leg. His eyes widened when he saw your ankle swollen up and an angry red shade that was definitely not natural.

“Shit that looks bad.” You looked up and you swore you thought you were hallucinating. Because no way was Kim Mingyu out of everyone looking at you with nothing but worry and concern. He still looked…good. As always. Per usual. You think you got distracted from your pain for just a minute as you stared at him for a few seconds, him seemingly not noticing as he kept his eyes on your ankle.

“Blame your girlfriend.” Yeri scowled as she spitefully retorted, as Chaewon dug her elbow into her side to which she yelped and glared at her.

“Girlfriend?” He turned his attention towards her, resembling a confused puppy as he raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Yeri.” You spoke up firmly before she could say anything, looking at her with a look that told her to keep her mouth shut,not wanting to make this a bigger scene than it already was. She sighed and rolled her eyes, ultimately not saying anything.

You moved your leg around for a bit, deciding you should give it a go again to stand up, and drag yourself to the infirmary. And when you did stand up, it seemed you really overestimated yourself or perhaps underestimated your injury because next thing you knew you lost balance again.

But lucky for you, instead of landing right on the wooden floors and having a blistered lip, you landed right on Kim Mingyu. It only occurred to you now just how much taller than you he was when his whole form almost engulfed you.

“Woah. Take it easy, you’ll get hurt more.” He had wrapped one hand on your waist while the other held your arm. You think his touch burnt you more than anything because you felt yourself begin to warm up.

“How about I take you to the infirmary? Sorry I didn’t say it sooner, I was just confused on what Yeri said and-”

“It’s-uh-it’s fine- I’ll go by myself-”

“Are you crazy?! You can’t even stand!”

You blinked, taken aback by his words, even more so with just how concerned he seemed,his eyes glistening with it.

Kim Mingyu was someone you thought you knew but apparently you did not because a few minutes later, you found yourself being piggy-backed by him to the infirmary as he was scolding you about taking better care of yourself.

You tried to reason that Yeri and Chaewon would take you but they both were adamant on Mingyu taking you, while they would go and look for a certain someone ( You prayed they would not be kicked out of the team).

His grip on your thighs, his shampoo that you could smell, his shoulders that were just so…so broad you couldn’t even fully wrap your arms around them…just him felt so overwhelming. Your pain was long forgotten as you tried not to freak out over how you were currently feeling over him.

But with the way he seemed, the way he acted, was it wrong to assume that perhaps, there was a possibility these feelings weren’t so one-sided?

Well, only one way to find out.

₊˚⊹⋆ | vernon.

They say people shine their best when they are in their element doing what they love. But to you, Chwe Vernon shone even in the dimmest lights as he sat down in front of you.

It was just a few minutes before their gig. Him and his friends ; Jungkook, Mingyu and Eunwoo from what you remember, were all a part of an upcoming rock band. They were actually gaining more fame as time passed and you were proud to be one of the few who witnessed their growth from the beginning.

They began from your small bar right in the downtown area where you worked as a bartender, you remembered their first performance, you were told it was their first gig actually. Now they are close to being signed up by a company, still wanting to perform one last time at the place where it all began.

To you, he was the boy you’d always admire from afar, knowing there was no actual probability of him seeing you in that light. Even now, considering their gaining fame, you’d see the type of people that would swoon over him, even a few celebrities and models you remember.

He was…a star. Far away and admirable but never in your reach. And stars are better to admire than seek anyways.

Though, it seemed your star wasn’t that far away from you as you thought. In fact he was much closer to you than you could even comprehend.

In other words, Chwe Vernon was head over heels from you. Since the first time he performed and spotted you when you were busy serving drinks, since the time you told him how great they performed as he sat down in front of you while you talked about what interested you, your eyes gleaming under the dim bar light. And he thinks it was very much obvious what felt when he saw your wide grin, dimples poking out as you finally served him his drink.

Whisky wasn’t something he liked, but you had recommended a certain combination with it and he thinks nothing else tasted sweeter that day.

Sadly everyone around you but you saw that. Too focused on how you weren’t ever going to be a possibility because you thought he was just unattainable instead of thinking of the probability of just how much he may have liked you.

“Nervous?” You smiled at him as you finished setting up the remaining glasses for the night, ready to serve knowing it would be a very busier night than usual due to them performing.

Yes, yes he was nervous but not because of performing but because he was about to confess.

“Haha- yeah- no! I mean uhm no- we’re- we’ll be fine.” He wanted to cuss at himself for stuttering, probably looking foolish, but he thought it was fine when he heard your giggle as you shook your head.

“Oh you are. You’re already the best and I assume and hope it’ll only get better from now on.”

With you. It would get better with you because anything feels better with you.

He wishes he could say it out loud, but maybe soon enough. That is if you don’t reject him. Yeah he doesn’t know what he’ll do if you do. Throw up probably. Or die. Dying seems good actually, he thinks.

“Vernon? Here.” He snapped out of his thoughts as he blinked, looking down at the drink in front of him, confused because he didn’t order anything.

“On the house, from me. It’s my favorite drink actually. I-uh hope you like it.” He thinks even if you served him garbage he’d still be delighted, extreme but meh it was close to how he fell for you. Extreme and down bad.

“Oh then I’ll love it for sure.” Because I love you.

Your grin grew wider as you were about to say something, you heard your name being called by your co-worker.

“Oh- I’m sorry I have to go now! I’ll be here when you perform for sure! Good luck!”

“It’s okay, you’ll be here afterward.”

You looked at him apologetically as he shook his head, knowing you were just doing your job and nodding to you to go, to which you waved goodbye at him.

Perhaps you really underestimated your own words because apparently you couldn’t make it there. You were called by your mother who had gotten sick at home and needed someone to take care of her.

You thought about whether you should inform Vernon but figured it wouldn’t be too much of a big deal, telling your co-worker to let him know in case he asked afterwards but you doubt he would, probably exhausted after the long night. You forgot your co-worker was switching shifts mid-way with another one, one who would obviously not know your whereabouts.

And now as he got ready to sing the song he’d written for you, for you with very obvious lyrics about you, the moments with you, he searched for you but…you were nowhere.

You weren’t there.

Did you find out? Did you know? Did you think it was too much?

All the questions arose in his mind as he shut his eyes and breathed in to calm himself. He couldn’t lose his cool on stage when there were so many fans waiting for him to perform.

He looked at his bandmates, and shook his head, not wanting to look at them again as they looked at him sympathetically.

“That’s it for tonight! We hope you continue supporting us in the future! Have a goodnight Seoul!”

He said and this time as he felt anything but content, his heart heavier than ever and mind in a haze.

Maybe in this lifetime, you’d both remain two separate stars. Far and never-crossing.

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feedback is always appreciated 💌

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fleurheon · 9 months

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seventeen japan best album ‘always yours’ / hhu 🫧

#leo's luvz ༊*·˚#seventeen #hhu #svt #svt hhu #seventeen hhu #seventeen hip hop unit #choi seungcheol #seungcheol #s.coups #scoups #wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #kim mingyu #mingyu #vernon #chwe vernon #chwe hansol

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mingyusthetic · 1 year

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Punishment | kmg

Pairing: vampire Mingyu x fem!reader

Genre: smut , fantasy

Summary: your jealous vampire boyfriend tastes you for the first time.

Warnings: Blood, Sexual Content

[MINORS DONOT INTERACT]

After being dropped off at the mansion, you reluctantly walk inside and instead of going to your room, you comfortably spread yourself on the couch near the fireplace.

You sigh in annoyance. "I was just having some fun" You think to yourself.

The sliding sound of the main door snaps you out of your thoughts. You don't bother to look around.

"I want you in the study. Right now." Mingyu says. His voice is calm but firm. He is back from the party and he is pissed.

Your heart skips a beat. You contemplate for a few moments then get up and start walking towards the study.

You knock on the door but there is no answer. You slowly roll the knob and open the door, sticking your head inside. You see Mingyu sitting on the desk chair with a glass of liquor in his hands but he isn’t looking at you. So you quietly enter the room and close the door behind you.

"What is it?" You ask.

Without giving an answer right away, Mingyu stands up and slowly paces towards you. He stands right in front of you, inches away and the tension in the room begins to rise.

"What do you think you were doing at the party?" He asks, looking you dead in your eyes. You look away.

"H-Having Fun"

Mingyu lets out a small, not-so-friendly chuckle. "..Fun huh..?" He says, his voice low and raspy.

He lifts your face with his hands on your chin and a chill runs down your spine as his cold fingers touch your skin. You make firm eye contact.

"How dare you disobey me?" Though nervous, you jerk his hand off.

"Why should I? You don't tell me what to do. You don’t own me or anything... " You say in one go, gasping for air, your face red, waiting for an answer.

An uncomfortable silence creeps into the room. Suddenly, Mingyu holds onto your wrist and pulls you towards him. You hit his chest with a thud, your entire body burning at that moment. You can feel the hardness of his abs rubbing against your breasts.

Mingyu leans down to your ears and whispers,

"Let me show who owns you then..." His deep voice sends shivers through every limb of your body.

He pours the entire glass of liquor on your tops and brings himself closer as his lips touch yours. You feel your knees weakening, as a warm and sweet feeling creeps over your body.

He grabs your waist with one hand and cups one of your breasts with the other. You gasp and Mingyu takes this as a chance and slides his tongue inside your lips. Your tongue starts to move with the tempo, the pace increasing rapidly.

Mingyu starts to press your breasts and rub his fingers against your hard nipples. He removes your tops. Every bit of your body is driving Mingyu crazy. He can hear your increased heart rate. This turns him on some more.

Mingyu removes everything from the table with a swish of his hand and puts you on the office desk. He removes your pants and you try to close your legs but he pulls them apart,

"...Uh-uh princess..."

You feel his fingers rub your clitoris through your panties and let out a small moan.

"...yes, moan for me baby..." he says.

His fingers pick up speed, rubbing your sensitive and now throbbing bud. Your legs jolt as you let out a loud moan. He removes his fingers and kisses your inner thighs.

He starts licking the slit of your entrance, his tongue moves around your clit circling it at a rapid pace. He inserts two fingers into you, thrusting it in and out more rapidly.

"...M-Mingyu..." You arch your back and try to clutch onto the desks with Mingyu's increasing thrusting.

"Let it out... "You hear Mingyu demanding.

You feel something build in your stomach and finally let everything out, you come.

Your vision becomes blurry, your entire body quivering in pleasure. Tired, you have had enough but Mingyu wants more.

He unzips his pants, leans down and unhooks your bra, placing gentle kisses on your chest up to your neck, he slowly whispers into your ears,

"Are you ready for me… " He pushes himself inside you. You feel a sharp pain down there and tears start rolling down your cheeks.

It is your first time, but the pain only grows as he goes in and out of you. Noticing your pain, Mingyu's hand reaches for yours and he holds it while the other caresses the back of your neck, pulling you in for a soft kiss.

"...It's okay... " He says in a soft voice. You feel the pain slowly ease away. "Yes...Please, more... " You gasp, Mingyu’s cheeks get heated.

He increases the pace, his thrusts get sloppier and the room is filled with your moans and the clapping sounds of both of your skin.

His torso leans close to yours, both of his hands finding yours again and clasping onto them. "Fuck" you hear him curse.

"Fill me..." Mingyu hears you whisper and so he does.

He falls onto you, kissing your neck, he thinks the time has finally come, he can do this now.

His gums slowly reveal his sharp fangs and he quickly pierces them into your delicate skin. You feel a sharp pain at first but gradually it eases away,

Mingyu's temptation to drain your body out of blood is growing. He looks you in the eyes and finally removes his fangs, "I love you…" He says.

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Four Years

synopsis: wonwoo is a published author, and after a full year he makes his comeback with a new bestseller which angers you, leading you back to him

genre: exes to lovers, slight angst

word count: 3.4k

pairings: ex boyfriend, author! wonwoo x ex partner! g.n. reader

warnings: alcohol mention, some cursing, if i’m missing anything lmk !

a/n: shoutout to my friend for recommending me this idea for a wonwoo fic omg i’m obsessed ??? thank u xoxo (hope y’all enjoy) ~

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana

With his nightly bottle of watermelon soju already completely finished, wonwoo let out another aggravated sigh as he sat in front of the same empty word document on his macbook. Cursor blinking teasingly at him, he smashed random keys before hearing a small text notification ring from beside him. His eyes looked down at his iphone screen and noticed the text from his publisher, asking when his next book would be ready and if he needed to push back his release date for the third time this year. Truth be told, he had no clue when his new book would be ready for release since he hasn’t even started on it yet. It's been months since his last strike of inspiration and no matter how many dates he went on or how many one night stands he had, they never helped him with his creative loss. He would always hope to feel something, anything. But he always felt the same emotion afterwards: temporary bliss that was soon replaced by the same feeling of loneliness.

after you both separated four years ago, you’ve noticed his books and writing hasn’t been the same. even before he was a successful published author, his work was always full of life and positivity with love spilling off the pages. but his first published book after your breakup was very different and didn’t seem like him at all. sure, you can tell it was him writing from knowing his writing style like the back of your hand but the sadness you felt from reading it out of pure curiosity made you feel heartbroken all over again. although his recent writings were what brought him more popularity, even becoming a New York Times best selling author, you missed all the mushy gushy things he used to write. even his small fan base online were surprised by his sudden shift in genre but were nonetheless surprised and admired his art.

another thirty minutes passed wonwoo by with nothing but the same blank word document teasing his lack of creativity. it wasn’t till his phone continuously buzzed when he was brought out of his daze and noticed a call incoming from his publisher. he debated on picking up the call, but decided to after realizing he’d rather talk to anyone than deal with his writers block.

“hello?” wonwoo answered as he picked up the phone, hearing an automatic sigh of relief from the man.

“i’ve been texting you for two days and haven’t heard anything, thought you were dead or something.” jeonghan, his publisher, joked on the other end. jeonghan wasn’t just a publisher but also one of his closest friends from high school who has stuck by him ever since they met. both of them meeting seemed like destiny, and to this day they both are convinced that’s true.

“just been busy is all.” wonwoo replied in a monotone voice, resting his head in the palm of his free hand as his elbow propped up on his desk. he wiggled his nose up to further push up his frames, ultimately using his pinky finger to do so since he failed at his first attempt.

“how far along are you with the new book? everyone’s waiting for something new from you, it’s been almost a year.” his friend and publisher spoke, his irritation and concern seeping through the phone.

a deep sigh was heard from the writer, his fingers tapping on his cheek as if in thought. “i don’t know, man. i really don’t. my writer's block is winning right now and i- i don’t know.”

“you have two weeks, wonwoo. that’s when the next meeting is. please, i’m begging, at least have a little something by then.”

wonwoo hummed in agreement, saying he would try his best to do so before hanging up with a goodnight. he threw his phone on the bed behind him, running a hand through his hair afterwards to soothe his thoughts in any possible way. a knock on his door interrupted any new worries attempting to sneak their way into his brain, making his eyes dart to his desk clock and realizing he had scheduled a hookup with someone he met on tinder a while back. how he forgot about getting laid tonight he doesn’t know, but he didn’t hesitate to run to the bathroom and quickly fix himself before going to open the door to get on with his nightly activities.

it was two a.m. and there wonwoo sat, a stranger sleeping in his bed with their back facing him as he played with their hair mindlessly in thought. every time he was with someone, his mind endlessly wandered to you. thinking back to all the memories you both shared together through the years and curious as to how you were doing nowadays. but he never dared to reach out, scared that you had him blocked or even worse: would leave him on read. as sadistic as it may seem, he always imagined you were the one laying next to him snoring peacefully or you were the one riding him through the night instead of all these random people.

that’s when an idea struck him: you. how did he not think of this sooner? with his writer's block now lifted, he quietly shuffled out of bed in his red and black boxers over to his desk to snag his laptop and move into his spare bedroom that he always referred to as his ‘writing headquarters’. a tired smile spread across his lips as he finally typed out every thought he had. and although he felt tired, he also felt very energetic from finally being able to start and hopefully finish his new book. he just hoped it would be liked and loved by many, and hopefully you wouldn’t be upset with him for it.

as the meeting came to a close, everyone reassured how well wonwoo’s new book would be and how much of a best seller it was sure to be. the kind words brought a proud smile to his face, making him look like a giddy twenty year old who’s discussing his first potential publication when in reality it would be his fifth. jeonghan gave his friend a comforting hug as they left the conference room, telling him how great of a job he was doing in his career and how he surprises him with each new book of his.

“just one thing though.” jeonghan said as he pulled back, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. “do you think y/n will appreciate this? is it going to be an issue for them?”

the writer thought for a moment, not really thinking too deeply about the fact of his new upcoming publishing. “i don’t see a problem with it, to be honest. and i didn’t mention their name at all, so i don’t think they’ll care much. hopefully.”

you sat down with your cup of coffee across from your closest friend, vernon. you’ve known him since you were younger, your mothers being friends since childhood and always having a pact to have children who grew up to be best friends just like them. luckily enough for them, it came true. and now here you two were: best friends and roommates. he knew everything about you, every little detail. as did you about him. that’s why when he picked up his pre-ordered copy of wonwoo’s new book, the details of the love story seemed all too familiar.

“have you read his new book?” he asks as he waves his paperback copy in his hand, causing you to look up from the flower foam art in the mug.

you shook your head, letting out a small laugh. “no. why would i read my ex's new book for?”

“because i’m pretty sure the new book is about you two, your story and shit.” vernon’s words almost made you choke on the sip of coffee you just drank, your eyes widening at him.

“excuse me? what do you mean ‘our story’?”

your best friend flipped open the book to a specific part he purposely bookmarked with a post it note to show to you, pointing to the specific paragraph. “here he describes how the two protagonists meet, which is freshman year college orientation.” he nudged your arm with his elbow as you leaned over the table to read the paragraph.

every detail was just how you remembered the night you met wonwoo. down the the mainstream music bumping through the speakers that you couldn’t stand to hear with a red solo cup full of red punch instead of alcohol because you couldn’t stand the taste of strong liquor. he even described the way your eyes met his between the busy bodies of the crowd, and the conversation with both of your individual friends being drowned out from your pure concentration on one another from across the room.

“maybe it’s just a coincidence.” you bluffed, hoping if you denied it it would be true. but everyone knew that wasn’t true in the slightest, especially vernon.

“bullshit.” he scoffed, turning to another page with a blue sticky note on it. “i first thought the same thing, but here he describes your first date together. and that’s kind of hard to make up considering how hectic it was from start to finish.”

you read the entirety of the page, skimming through it with your mouth hanging slightly open at the accuracy. you and wonwoo’s date was supposed to be a simple movie night at his place, but that was the same night that his roommate started a fire which made you two switch over to your place. but just as the movie was starting, your roommate came rushing in drunkenly crying about some guy that broke her heart and how she needed you. when you described she was on a date, she cried even harder and locked herself in the bathroom which led to her falling asleep in the bathtub that night. and, as if the night couldn’t get any inconvenient, wonwoo needed to use the bathroom so you both ultimately decided to just go out somewhere and eat. but with both of you being broke college students, all you could afford was to share a large menchie’s frozen yogurt.

by the time you both arrived there, they had ten minutes till closing. the book described the daggers the high schoolers sent you as you rushed to compromise on flavors and toppings. even the mix of flavors and different toppings were ones you remembered getting that night, so at this point you stopped reading and sat back down in your seat to take an angry sip of your newly warm drink. vernon shut the book slowly, a grin of ‘i told you so’ plastered across his face.

“what the fuck.” was all you could manage to say before letting out a drastic sigh. “did you finish it? how does it end?”

he shoved the book and his half eaten sandwich into his bag before responding to you. “exactly how you guys broke up. you know,” he started, pausing to take in a deep breath. “you should talk to him. see why he basically aired both of your businesses to the world.”

you nodded, finishing off your coffee and slinging your tote bag over your shoulder. “lucky for me he’s having a book signing later today so i’ll just go there-“

“y/n, don’t cause a scene.” vernon recommended, placing a cautious hand on top of yours.

but you pulled it away, smiling down at him sarcastically. “yeah, yeah. i’ll try.”

later that night you did as you said you would: attend your ex's book signing at the local bookstore in the city. it was cute, small, and a place you and wonwoo frequented all throughout your college years. but now with both of you being in your early thirties and no longer together, it was just a store you passed on your way home to the train station filled with distant memories. you listened to the people around you talking amongst one another about wonwoo, claiming him to be their favorite author and how this is one of his best works yet. some even said how much of an ideal man he seemed to be, going as far to call him perfect. you couldn’t help but smile to yourself, letting a quiet chuckle escape here and there.

you noticed his demeanor change once you stepped in front of his table, switching from a cheerful one to a calm one in an instant. you smiled at him annoyed, asking if he could sign your book. he just just nodded, not a word being said from him.

“how dare you, wonwoo?” you whispered, biting down on your inner cheek to keep you from raising your voice and causing a scene.

he finished signing with his silver sharpie, looking up at you with a smile you couldn’t quite read to throw off those around you two. “stay after the signing, i’ll explain. i promise.” he responded, nodding along as if he were answering a fan-type of question.

you just nodded, thanking him kindly and walking away while telling him how you enjoyed the read. but in reality, you wanted to just yell at how he shared your intimate details with the world. sure, no one except both of your closest friends and family members would know that it’s both of your stories but still. just the thought of them knowing deeper parts of your first real relationship with your first love made your skin crawl. you kept those memories to yourself so no one could take them away from you, but here jeon wonwoo was doing all that work for you.

as you walked away, you noticed jeonghan and walked over to him since he just stood there on his phone. you still talked to him here and there, just small little messages of ‘hope you’re well!’ and occasional likes of instagram stories and tweets. he smiled seeing you, holding out his arms for a hug and you obliging.

“your client is an asshole.” you mumbled into his shoulder, earning a small laugh from him.

he just nodded, rubbing your back as you both pulled away. “i told him to ask you, i guess he didn’t?”

you shook your head, rolling your eyes as you shoving the freshly signed book into your tote bag. “i haven’t heard from him since the breakup. that’s why i'm so shocked and angry, han.”

you soon felt a hand on your shoulder, looking up to see the man you couldn’t wait to give a piece of your mind. you glared at him as his eyes softened, grabbing your wrist gently and pulling you to a back room they reserved for artists when they came to the bookstore for such events. jeonghan just watched as he crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head and scoffing as he walked away to talk to grab himself a much needed large iced americano.

as soon as the door closed behind you both, you threw your bag on the small couch beside you and stared at him with distaste. “how fucking dare you!” you yelled, pointing at his chest causing him to start backing up. “how dare you air out our relationship like that for the world to read?”

he continued backing up, his arms up in the air to display his mercy. “i understand how fucked up it seems but-“

“but what? you ran out of ideas and decided to use our story for a good book idea instead?” by this time wonwoo was backed up into a wall, his arms still in the air for defense. “our relationship wasn’t-“

“i know what our relationship was and wasn't, y/n. you don’t need to tell me.” his voice raised a bit in volume, making you swallow hard. he almost never yelled, so even hearing it today still made you surprised. “you know for every single one of my writings you’ve been my inspiration behind them. every single one. i haven’t wrote for almost an entire year because i’ve missed you so much until i just- i missed you so much that i just wrote about us. and i’m sorry if you took it the wrong way but fuck.” he paused, running his hands through his hair as he looked down at the floor then back up at you once more. “i miss you. i know it’s been four years but i still can’t get over you and, and i don’t know what came over me. i guess me writing about us helped me with my writers block. so much so that i even started on my second book already-“

you shook your head as your eyes stared into his. “im just shocked, is all. pissed off, yes. but because you didn’t run it by me. you could’ve easily texted me or something, won. you know that.”

he swallowed, biting down on his lip in embarrassment. “i just got scared you’d block me or something. i’m sorry, i truly am. if you want i can have the books pulled from the shelves, i wouldn’t mind. id just have to talk to jeonghan about it.”

another shake of your head, this time a foolish smile accompanied by it. “no, it’s fine. i just wanted an explanation as to why you did it, is all.” your eyes wandered from his eyes to his hair, noticing a few poking greys. you raised your hand to it, playing with it between your fingers. “you’re getting old, grandpa.”

he laughed, swatting your hand away in a playful manner. “you’re not too far off.”

your eyes landed on one another’s again, making you both hitch your breaths in your throats. if anything, wonwoo was more handsome than the day you had met him all those years ago. and you’d be lying if you said you regretted breaking things off with him. at the time, your insecurities were out of whack causing you to overthink. it even made you assume wonwoo wasn’t as interested in you as before, ultimately leaving you to break up with him so he could ‘find better’. but truth be told he never could, because you were all he needed and vice versa. you tried dating, you really did. but nobody ever compared to him, not even close. and you wanted to reach out to apologize and potentially mend the relationship, but you knew if he had moved on it would hurt you. because you couldn’t be just friends with someone you were still utterly in love with, it’d hurt too much and you weren’t getting any younger.

you cleared your throat, wonwoo following suit which made the atmosphere between you both even more awkward than previously. you noticed the blush on his cheeks, smiling at him proudly. “i find it cute how i can still make you blush after all these years.”

he rolled his eyes, cocking his head to the side. “and i find it cute how flustered you still get around me.”

you let out a soft giggle, taking a few steps back to widen the gap before reaching your hand out to grab his. both of your fingers intertwined automatically, melting together as if they never left. you started walking towards the exit of the room, not saying a word until wonwoo questioned you.

“where are we going?”

“that old diner we went to all the time is still open, i wanted to take you.” you responded, pausing in front of the door and turning back to look at him. “unless you’re busy?”

he shook his head violently, making you laugh. the small wrinkles by your eyes made his heart skip a beat, taking note of the subtle aging in your skin. regardless, he still found your beauty mesmerizing. “for you i’m not. i'd prefer frozen yogurt though.”

for the rest of the night, you both caught up on each other's lives. talking to him was really easy, almost as if you were still best friends and partners. you both shared the same large frozen yogurt you always did all those years back, your noses scrunching at the odd combinations of reese’s peanut butter syrup and bubble gum flavored froyo. but the evening was nice and cool, making you both feel like those eighteen year olds that were still helplessly falling for each other. except you were now thirty-two and still helplessly falling for one another, except it was all over again.

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