#seventeen lee seokmin

[kikitulips]

ꢐ DK ꒰ ꒰ seventeen ꒱ ꒱ lockscreens ♡

[slytherinshua]

SLEEPY BUNNY

genre. fluff. warnings. petnames (bunny, pretty). reader has hair long enough to braid. pairing. seokmin x fem!reader. wc. 468. request. requested by @mirxzii: dokyeom who does your hair. idk he seems like the typa guy to brush thru ur hair so soft, when youre sleepy and woozy and all u can manage are hums, and he sings a little song to u a/n. finally wanted to complete a req and these were in my drafts <33 roxie ur headcanons are so fluffy and sooo accurate :( i'm def gonna write more of them when i can 💙

“Pretty.” Seokmin mumbled, a lovesick gaze in his eyes. You were teetering on the edge of consciousness, your eyelids slipping open and closed. You wanted to look at him, but you also wanted to sleep more than anything. The way he was gently running his hands through your hair wasn’t helping your drowsiness either.

“No, you’re the pretty one.” You whispered sleepily, a yawn escaping your mouth. Seokmin smiled at you, continuing to brush your hair away from your face. It was hard to do anything with the strands since you were laying your head in his lap, but your boyfriend knew how much you loved when he played with your hair, so he tried his best.

He was pretty good at braiding it after years of practice. Since it was already late, there was no need for it to look pretty. Seokmin didn’t focus too much on the shape of the braid, instead sectioning a bit of your hair and handling it gently, further lulling you to your dreams.

You sighed and hummed in content, burying your face further into his leg like a little kitten. He cooed at you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead with love.

“My sleepy bunny.” He softly murmured, his finger tracing the lines of your face now.

This was your favourite way to fall asleep, you decided. You had the thought every time Seokmin helped you fall asleep, though in your sleepy state, you often forgot just how nice it had felt when you woke up the next day.

Seokmin starts singing quietly, one of your shared favourite Seventeen songs: smile flower. You couldn’t count how many times he had sung this to you as a lullaby, but it worked every time. Your brain seemed to associate it with sleep now, as you felt yourself slipping away quicker than ever. You couldn’t hold your eyes open anymore, so you just closed them, evening out your breath as you slipped into your dreams.

“Sleep well, pretty.” Seokmin whispered, kissing you one last time on the forehead. There was something he loved so much about being able to get you to fall asleep so easily.

Maybe it was the sense of trust he felt it showed. You felt safe around him— safe enough to want to fall asleep on him every night. 

You loved his voice enough that it could easily take your brain off the struggles of the day. It was Seokmin’s greatest gift, and you would never, ever get tired of it.

His voice seemed to travel into your dreams as well, providing the comfort and warmth and love that you cherished so much from him. Seokmin loved you wholeheartedly— with his whole being. In his actions and words; even silently with soft looks.

You loved him the exact same.

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[odxrilove]

☆ SEOKMIN BOYFRIEND HABITS

pairing: seokmin x reader

genre: headcannons, fluff, established relationship

a/n: 11th part of the seventeen boyfriend habits series (requested) !! sent an ask to suggest the next member! ask to be on the taglist or fill out the form!

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☆ pokes your cheeks

if there's one thing seokmin does and has done since the moment you have met, it’s poking your cheeks. if he could, seokmin would be a professional cheek poker, with you as his most loyal victim, or as he likes to say, client. seokmin himself doesn’t even know why he’s so obsessed with it, why it’s such a need for him, feeling sad if he doesn’t poke your cheeks at least once a day (you even called him an addict once and he protested, until you told him him pouting was a withdrawal effect. he quickly shut up after that.) it was only years later when jeonghan cleverly explained to him and made a powerpoint to prove his point that seokmin realized it wasn’t the act of poking your cheeks that was a necessity for him, but that you were. it was a life changing moment for seokmin and for days following the revelation, he would not look you in the eye. he didn’t even try to poke your cheek at least once! but after two weeks of seokmin acting like he was continuously lost, you were done with his bullshit and snapped him out of his reverie, taking his hand and directing it to your cheek, forcing him to poke it with a glare. at that moment, boldness overtook seokmin and he blurted the three words out, blushing at your perplexed face. now that the two of you were dating and seokmin knew you were never actually bothered by his habit, it became a daily loving gesture in your relationship.

☆ leans towards you whenever he's happy or laughing

as everyone knows, seokmin is one of the members who light up the mood, he’s the one who’s laugh you almost always hear bouncing off the walls. in short, seokmin is a happy virus. it surprised you at first, how fast he could light up the mood of the group. so when you two started talking to each other, the other members were quite happy to see their member smiling so brightly with you by his side. often, when you weren’t there yet, seokmin would lean towards the member closest to him and swing an arm over their shoulder, laughing loudly. but after you joined the friend group and were always unconsciously next to him (seokmin liked to hold hands so…), he would instead turn towards you and lean on you for support. at first it was a simple hand on the shoulder, than an arm over the shoulder, then an arm around the waist and at last, his head nuzzled in your neck, his laughter tickling your skin. the others would always find it so endearing, satisfied and happy that their friend had found someone to (literally) lean on, watching the two of you with smiles as you held onto your boyfriend tightly, hand softly brushing the hair at the nape of his neck.

☆ watches over your shoulder when you're doing something

seokmin loves to know what you’re doing. it’s not in a controlling way but he likes to be able to help you out if you ever need, or being able to have a conversation about it. in general, he likes being able to involve himself in the things you do, so that you know he’s always interested and open to what you do. you think it’s sweet how his face lights up when he sees you doing something new, already happy to listen to you explain it to him. but what you love the most when he does so, is when he watches you do your thing. it can be anything and your boyfriend would happily slide his arms around your waist (if it isn’t bothering you obviously) and watch over your shoulder, humming and nodding his head along to what you’re saying. sometimes when you’re cooking (because you demanded he take a rest), he would join you in the kitchen and hug you from behind, sleepily watching you chop the veggies and placing delicate kisses on your temple in appreciation and acknowledgment of your offer. if seokmin could, he would stay like this forever, you in his arms, your warmth enveloping him, and you showing him what true love is.

☆ enacts scenes of your favorite books with you

the two of you actually met through wonwoo, after the latter joined your book club in highschool and you had been dating since your senior year. so obviously, seokmin knew of your little (un)healthy obsession with books- it was actually impossible to not know about it, your closet hallways were even filled with books! before you two started dating, seokmin actually “flirted” with you by reading every book you read, memorizing some scenes you seemed to like and then casually mentioning them to you while trying not to stutter. after you two were past the honeymoon phase and moved in together, seokmin didn’t really lose that “flirting” technique of his. whenever you would be rereading an old book, seokmin would creep up behind you and try to find out what scene you were reading before surprising you, getting closer to you and starting to act out the scene. it would make you laugh every time and seokmin would only continue after seeing you smile, taking a deeper voice when changing from line and twirling around. soon, you would leave your book to join him, taking his hands in yours and messily but endearingly acting out the scene together.

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[woozten-x]

#. 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 | 𝐃𝐊

[ ; M.List including other Darl+ings! ]

─ Synopsis: Your sick boyfriend came by unannounced and has a strong hatred against the grape medicine you brought him.

But, that’s okay because Lee Seokmin’s fever was long gone in the morning due to your sweetness.

─ Pairing: Boyfriend!DK / Lee Seokmin x Gender-Neutral Reader

─ Genre: So fluffy im gonna die, just wholesome moment with Min<3

─ Concepts: Established relationship!, just seokmin being your boyfriend<3, seokmin is sick and reader basically takes care of him, some minor reference to “Our Beloved Summer” scene where Ung got sick or sumn i dont really remember please don’t jump me, cuddling with seokmin, grape medicine is horrible along with cherry

─ Count of Words: 2.0k

─ Inspiration of the work: Love by Cosmic Boy (Ft. Fisher) + Hug Me by KUN

❒  a/n: been so busy and just tired </3 so sorry for such a late update. but i wanted to fully publish my svt m.list so!! HERE’S DK<3 this was based off of a scene from Our Beloved Summer because im a sucker for kdramas and i unfortunately relate to ung and ive had these in my drafts since december HELLO? my insomnia doing the unspeakable i dont really remember what ive been writing in my notes SOBBING- but i have plenty ideas for svt <3<3 hope yall enjoy! muah

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“Seokmin, what are you doing here?!”

“Please let me inside, it’s really cold.”

Your boyfriend stood in front of your apartment door, a red blush staining the tip of his nose and along his cheeks. He seems tired, shivering in his place despite the scarf tightly wrapped around his neck and his teeth continuing to chatter; though the cold is obviously cursing him, he tries to contain a smile. One smile you always adored and fell for since the first day you met him during highschool.

Well, the two of you are in college now.

Moving aside and taking him by the arm with concern written on your ‘beautiful’ face - as Seokmin loves to call it - you are bringing him inside in the warmth of your apartment. Seokmin grins at you, the congestion within his nose exposed by struggling breathe; the helpless attempts by sniffling, you realize there is something more to Seokmin’s visit.

After all, it was no ordinary occurrence for your boyfriend to appear in the middle of the night without texting.

Seokmin slips off his shoes but keeps the puffy jacket hugging his body along with the scarf, the smile remaining on his pink lips - “I thought I was going to freeze out there! But, now I am all warm and cozy here~” he hums in content, facing you with a smile that holds no worries whatsoever. You blink back at him, shaking your head.

“Is something wrong, Seokmin?” You ask, a hand reaching out and being placed on his forehead after sweeping away the bangs of his brown hair. He stiffens under your touch, raising a hand to move off your hand as an attempt to avoid the situation; however, the heat radiating off of him is enough to make you worry. “You have such a high fever, Seokmin!” You exclaim, the brunette smiling sheepishly.

Knowing you for so long, Seokmin made no claims to defend himself or try to argue with you; he wasn’t the best liar when it comes to you. Surely, he could convince his friends with his dramatic attitude, but he melts whenever he’s with you. Expectantly, you are nagging about his sickness while dragging him over to the couch. He grins at you though, unaffected by your words.

“How long have you been sick? Why did you go out of your way to visit me in this condition? What happened, you passed out when coming here, and you died out in the cold!”

The more he listened, he couldn't help but let a chuckle escape past his lips. Your worry and excessive imagination for any situation is something he loves about you; your willingness to think about him first is what had his heart captured in the first place. Surely, his own kindness prioritizing you will always be returned whenever he is with you - he confidently believes you will never let him down at such a task.

Scurrying off to your kitchen to prepare a warm cup of tea and some medicine you’ve kept in your fridge whenever you fall ill, Seokmin watches you return with the warm cup of tea in one hand and another with a small cup of disgusting purple liquid. He pouts, “You only have grape?” He takes the cup of medicine, his own nose scrunching up like a child.

You laugh a bit, “At least it’s not cherry.” You comfort him, the tangent of worry from before melted away by his lightheartedness of the situation. He laughs with you, his own shoulders sinking in defeat by your reasoning. “You are definitely right about that,” Seokmin admits when eyeing the monstrous liquid sitting inside the little medicine cup. Is it going to come alive the more he stared?

For some odd reason, you let him take his time. Your eyes softened by the sight of his lips pouting, his eyes slightly narrowing at the medication; he seems to be preparing himself for the inevitable.

“Are you sure that you don’t have any other flavor?”

“I am very sure, Min.”

A silence resumes, where he builds some confidence to drink it or possibly finding any other excuse to stall.

“How about a pill?”

“Min, this is the medicine I have.”

Seokmin sighs in reply before taking the tiny cup to his lips, tilting his head back and swallowing thickly at the thin liquid. You laugh at the dramaticness, especially the ability to resemble someone downing a shot with a cup of medicine. Slamming the plastic cup on the coffee table in front of him, an exclamation of disgust leaving in his loud voice of his while sticking out his tongue in distaste.

You smile at him, reaching a hand out to pat him on the shoulder to hopefully comfort your dramatic boyfriend and hand the warm cup of tea held in your hands. He takes it, taking a small sip before sighing - “Thank you, sweetheart.” He murmurs, relaxing against the cushions of the couch with a shudder running along his spine. You nod at his words, moving a bit closer to untie the scarf around his neck.

“If you wear layers with a high fever, it can get worse.” You softly tell him, your touch delicate and gentle. Seokmin stares back at you, admiring your fond expression; your eyes revealing a warmth he can’t help but be lured to. Leaning in, he steals a kiss from your lips and the brief taste of medication invades your senses. 

He pulls away first, panic reflecting back at you despite the lovely smile on your lips; oh, he wishes to kiss you more. However, he shook off the desire to - “I am sick! I can’t get you sick.”

You laugh at his concern, his warm fingertips wiping at your lips in hopes of wiping away the contagious sickness he held. You roll your eyes, “Don’t worry, Min. I can always reserve kisses for you. Only you~” You say while taking his hand, placing chaste kisses on his fingers affectionately. Seokmin shakes his head, “If you get sick tomorrow, it’ll be my fault.”

“That means you’ll take care of me next, right?” You laugh, placing his hand on his lap while removing the puffy jacket he wore. He thinks for a moment and nods, “I will always take care of you.” He confesses with a boyish grin plastered on his face, his words light but it held a promise of loyalty. You grin back at him, “Then I look forward to it.”

Finally removing the layers, Seokmin shifts in his seat and sighs at the dark blue sweater hugging his body and he shudders due to his fever. You reach over to the blanket folded on the armrest of the couch, wrapping it around him to hopefully fight off the shivers. You hand him the remote and his hand peeks out from the fluffy blanket to only recoil back inside his cocooned warmth, you chuckle.

“I'll be right back, okay?”

“No, staay~” He pouts, opening his arms for you and the blanket falls from his shoulders. You wanted to finish up some chores, but his cute pout and whiny voice made you stay much longer; you sigh in defeat, only rolling your eyes with a smile painted on your beautiful face. You settle down next to him, Seokmin inviting you into the blanket and wrapping an arm around you to pull you close.

Cuddling up next to him, you rest your head on his chest with the remote facing the television and flickering on with a press of a button. “We should watch the drama we were watching,” Seokmin suggests with the familiar red logo of ‘Netflix’ popping up on screen and having the familiar jingle play. You nod and smile, “Sure. I wanna know what happens next.”

Within two episodes in and halfway through the third one, Seokmin is falling asleep with you in his arms; the warmth of your presence and the serenity of the shared atmosphere, and possibly the medication, he is drifting off to dreamland. You’ve noticed his lulling head, the way he fights off the sleep to no avail, his eyes closing shut then opening before closing again; you can’t help but giggle at your boyfriend’s cuteness.

“You can sleep, Min. You must be so tired,” You whisper and pause the episode with the remote. You bring a hand up to his face, your thumb caressing the skin of his face as you slowly move his face to face you properly; Seokmin looks back at you with a tired expression, pouting slightly. “I wanted to stay up…Sorry, my sweetheart.” He whispers and you shake your head with a warm smile. You lean in to place a chaste kiss near his lips, “Get some rest.”

Your words become a spell upon his ears, his eyes instantly closing and he is leaning against you to cradle you in his arms closer, if possible. Before falling into deep slumber, you caught him whispering three words; no matter how many times you hear them, those three words are enough to have your heart beat a little faster with an aching smile plastered on your face.

“I love you.”

Admiring his handsome features and the words of genuineness lingering in the air, you basked in it for some time before leaning in to kiss his lips softly. “I love you so much,” you whisper back before shifting to get comfortable; trying your best not to awake him. Once you do, you grow comfortable in his embrace to join him in dreamland also.

Words of love remaining in the air with a sweet aftertaste.

. . .

Morning light seeps into the living space of your apartment, the warm sun rays landing on the two of you. You shift on the couch, gradually recollecting the memories of the night before and you smile once seeing Seokmin fast asleep still, peace embedded on his face as he snoozes away. Beginning to move away to get up, Seokmin’s grasp tightens and he awakens to your movement.

“Good morning~” He said with his morning voice, sounding deeper than usual with heavy sleep lacing it. You smile, “Good morning, Min.” You greet him in a soft voice. He smiles at you, hugging you close to him and you instantly melt into his warmth; whatever reason you had for getting up is long gone, as you are completely captivated by the comforts of his embrace.

Raising a hand to delicately place on his forehead, you feel the temperature is normal. You sigh in relief, “It looks like you don’t have a fever.” You remark and he tilts his head at you, a grin playing at his lips. Leaning in, the tip of his nose nuzzling against yours - “Maybe I was just lovesick.”

“Oh, were you faking it all along?” You tease him, playing along with his joke.

Seokmin laughs, “You do know…I came here because I missed you.”

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. “Or maybe you wanted to be taken care of. We see each other everyday.”

He pursed his lips in consideration to your words, his eyes falling away as he thoughtfully pondered a reply - “Maybe that too.”

Laughing and hugging him, his arms tightening around you in response with a hand placed on the back of your head. You rest your head against his chest and he mindlessly lets his fingers run through your hair, his touch easing you into a sense of serenity. Once you relax, he leans down to your ear, his breath tickling your ear - “I didn’t snore last night right?”

You chuckle and shake your head, “Nope. You were just fine.”

“Because you were here with me. My little medicine~”

You laugh and rolled your eyes, “Good thing, I am not flavored grape or cherry huh?”

Seokmin shook his head, smiling widely with his eyes crinkling in mere delight. Leaning in, he kisses you and against your lips, murmuring - “No. You are much sweeter.”

[sweetiesicheng]

dk - makeup

word count : 522

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it was almost dinner time, but you were getting ready to go out to eat with the guys. it had been awhile since any of them met up, and you were invited to join them along with their significant others.

"oh, i'm at the house right now. the address is in the group chat, right?" you looked over and saw dokyeom on the phone. he had just walked into the bedroom. "yea, y/n's coming tonight. she isn't working this week. is anyone else carpooling? we can pick up people. okay. yea, see you soon."

"who was that?" you asked him. you were leaning forward against your bathroom counter with the door open to the room next to you.

"mingyu. he's running late, so he'll just drive himself over. jun and hoshi are gonna ride with the8," he explained to you. "what should i wear tonight?" he asked you.

"the place is kind of nice, so maybe wear a nice shirt? up to you," you replied while grabbing a brush from your makeup bag.

"let me ask the guys," he replied and you could hear him type on his phone. "okay, i'm dressing up nicer. are you almost ready to go?" dokyeom asked while opening the doors to the closet.

"yea, just a few more things," you replied. luckily for you, you had already changed into a nice dress because you wanted to dress up for yourself. "do you want me to fix your hair?" you asked him while putting some stuff away to clear the counter.

"i got it, don't worry about it," he replied. "who's driving? you or me?" he asked you. you heard him walk over towards you.

"you can drive," you replied and looked over to see dokyeom standing in the doorway. "do you want to drive my car?" you asked him.

"i'll drive mine," he replied. "gonna stand behind you," he said and moved behind you to be in the view of the mirror. he started fixing your hair while you finished your makeup.

"oh, here's your makeup," you said to him and passed him his travel bag that he used to hold all of his makeup products.

"thanks," he said and took it from you. "i'm only putting a little bit on. i probably don't have time to put on a lot." he opened the bag and took some things out. you took a step over so he could have some room more while you cleared the space of your makeup.

"you still look handsome with or without makeup so it doesn't matter to me," you replied with a smile and noticed him smile too. "hey, does my lip gloss look okay? or is it too sparkly?" you asked him.

you turned to face him, and he looked down at you. all of a sudden, he leaned in and kissed your lips.

"perfect to me," he replied with a smile, "tastes good too."

"it's cherry flavored...did you really have to kiss me?" you questioned him while he chuckled.

"sorry, couldn't help it," he said and started putting some makeup on, "you're just too damn pretty."

[j0nginxz]

☆ ͡ . 𝖽𝗄 : 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇

✶ don't repost my work or call it yours

[seventeenficsformalereader]

You love him; Dokyeom

This is a short fic because i still might take a while with the Mingyu X Male Reader part 2 so sorry for that. This is more of Jeonghan X Male Reader, but it says "Dokyeom" since it fits better. And i won't make it Seokhan since it isn't that. Hope this makes sense :)

Contains: Male X Male, Dokyeom getting rejected by M/N.

Genre: Slight angst, fluff

Very Short!

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Dokyeom watched the love of his life from afar, his heart heavy with longing. Despite his best attempts, he could never seem to win M/N over, no matter how passionately he expressed his affections and feelings.

M/N had eyes only for Jeonghan, the handsome and pretty member of Seventeen and one of Dokyeoms bestfriends, too. Dokyeom was always kind and generous to Jeonghan, always trying to be kind to him and ensuring that he was comfortable. But it didn't seem that any of his words or actions had any impact on M/N.

After M/N confessed his love for Jeonghan, he was utterly devastated when Jeonghan didn't reciprocate his affections, and in the days that followed he became more quiet. It pained Dokyeom to see his beloved in pain, and he desperately wanted to take away his suffering. He wanted to be the one who brought a smile back to M/N's face.

So, without hesitation, Dokyeom decided to take matters into his own hands. He went to Jeonghan and explained his situation with M/N, and begged him to give M/N a chance. Jeonghan eventually agreed, and despite his doubts about how it could ever work, he and M/N began to grow closer to.

To Dokyeom's relief, the two men soon began to fall deeply in love with one another, and it soon became clear that M/N had finally found the happiness he deserved. As Dokyeom watched the two of them together, his heart was full of joy for his beloved. Even if he was a upset that the one and only love of his life found another, he still found happiness in M/N's own happiness. He knew he couldn't move on from M/N but atleast someone could make him more happy, than Dokyeom ever could.

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[luv1woo]

[17'S 도겸] 미국에서의 마지막날🖤

[hakphobia]

dk layouts 💗

[kikitulips]

ꢐ DK ꒰ ꒰ seventeen ꒱ ꒱ lockscreens ♡

[slytherinshua]

idk if this counts as a soft thought but ... imagine a dk who used to be short when he was like 12 and used to be really nice to you then when you graduated from elementary school he vaguely told you he liked you and you went :0

and then fast fwd 4 years later, you're going to the same high school as him and he says hi and ure like shit. he grew taller. tanner, his voice is deeper (you'd always thought it'd already broken in elementary sch but turns out it didn't)

just 🫠🫠 childhood friends to lovers dk !!

first of all ty for sending smth in kimchi cause istg i was dying earlier like my tumblr is so DRY and ur the only person who indulged my boredom yayay!! also this is LITERALLY making my head spin like crazy cause just think abt it skjdks

warnings: fem!reader. mention of seokmin getting bullied both in elementary and middle school, and he gets taller, tanner, hotter, and has straighter teeth and a deeper voice by the time he's in high school. not proofread and written on tumblr which i never do so it might be ATROCIOUS but its soft thoughts anyway so it doesn't have to be perfect <3

wc: ~1.1k.

ofc you loved to spend time with seokmin when you were in elementary— like you two were practically inseparable. and you first met him when you saw him getting bullied by some jerks in the same year as you. ofc you told them to go away (might've punched one of them just to get your point across, but you and seokmin swore that you would never speak of that detail again). they were so scared of you after you threw the punch that it actually worked and they never bothered him again. and little seokmin was practically in awe of you since that very moment and ofc he develops a small large crush on you </3

but you two end up getting cruelly separated when seokmin tells you that because of the need to move for his parents' work, he's going to be put an all-boys middle school while you're still going to the regular mixed one that most of the kids from that same elementary were going to. during your middle school years, seokmin doesn't cross your mind a lot. it's only when you get a confession from a boy in your class that you're reminded of him and that last day of 5th grade.

you could’ve sworn you heard the words “I like you” fall from his lips except it was so quiet and murmured that you’re not quite sure if it actually happened or if your brain wanted it to so bad that you hallucinated it into existence. and since you're not positive that he did actually confess to you (or that he would still hold the same feelings he did at 10 as a 15 year old), you don't hope for anything else concerning seokmin. much to your 10 year old self's disappointment, because of course you had already imagined a whole life together with your best friend. you don't remember it having any distinction as to whether seokmin was still your best friend or if he was your boyfriend, but it didn't matter to you as long as he was still in your life.

but the first day at your new high school you realize that you’re so fucking screwed it’s not even funny. because as you’re looking at the list of students and what class their first period is you recognize a very familiar name and your brain practically goes blank.

lee seokmin.

and god damnit he has science as his first period just like you. so as you walk into the class you’re frantic to scan the room for any short boy with milky skin, crooked teeth, and a high pitched slightly squeaky voice that you absolutely adored at the age of 10. but he’s not there; well, at least, not fitting that description of him that you remember.

the boy who you quickly see waving excitedly to you is in fact the lee seokmin— you can tell from his name tag— but god had he changed. he had grown at least 20 cm from the last time you saw him because even sitting in his desk he looked lanky. not only his height had changed, but he had also gotten tanner. and he must’ve had braces at some point in middle school because his teeth looked straighter. and his voice. god his voice alone had your heart racing. you could’ve sworn it had deepened two octaves at least.

and it was hot.

the boy who you could only label as your adorable, nerdy, loser best friend who cowered behind you in the face of bullies was hot.

this turn of events rendered him almost unrecognizable. and you were sure you wouldn’t have been able to recognize him if it weren’t for his smile, which was as bright and beautiful as always, with or without the crooked teeth.

and maybe it was that smile that made you just a little relieved that he hadn't changed as much as his appearance had. so you gathered some confidence and walked over to the desk he was sitting in and slid into the seat next to him. you returned his 'hi' that he had shot you from across the room, and as soon as you did, you were practically tackled in a hug.

and it felt the same as his old hugs, which was a relief to your mind but not to your heart, which doubled its speed at least. before your class started, you somehow managed to get up to speed with all of seokmin's middle school years (you were so glad that he was still as talkative and unserious as you remember).

"you don't know how worried i was walking in 30 minutes ago. the school is so big and none of my old classmates go here— though maybe i should be thankful for that. but as soon as i saw your name on the student list, for some reason, i knew it would all be okay. you're here— you're actually here. so they can't touch me."

he said all of this with the biggest smile on his face and you were sure your eyes had actual hearts in them as you listened to him explain everything animatedly.

you and seokmin talked and talked and talked. he would walk you to your class just to keep the conversation going before the second bell rang and he had to race off to his next period on the other side of the building. but he didn't mind being late every time if it meant getting to hear you laugh for 3 minutes longer.

you were back to being best friends with seokmin, and neither of you could be happier. what was most relieving was how it all fit back into place without any struggle. as if seokmin was a puzzle piece that had been temporarily dropped on the floor and had just been picked up again and put back where he belonged (by your side).

you never got the courage to ask seokmin about that last day of 5th grade until your 3rd year of high school together when you had gotten a little tired of seeing a certain classmate of yours which you despised talk so openly about her crush on seokmin— even in front of him and you. so even though your throat got all tangled up as you brought up the topic, you forced yourself to at least ask him the question.

"did you like me when we were younger?"

and his answer came so easily and naturally that you had to double-take.

"of course i did. wasn't it obvious?"

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[f10wering]

⠀⠀🎞️ ⠀⊹⠀ °⠀ .⠀๑⠀the night we met ﾟ . ◦  Ꮚ 🧋 ⊹

[ @f10wering 🌙]

[whiteteadreams]

Y(our) Song

Paring: Lee Seokmin x Gn!Reader

Word Count: like 1.7k idk...

Genre: Slice of Life, college AU, fluff

Warnings: i don't think any...like at all except fluff and seokmin is in love love! also not proofread lol

a/n- hihi! so this idea came to me and i had to write it immediately! but dw i'm still working on some requests and the mafia jeongin fic!! also big big thank you to @ofneos for helping me out with some polishing of the fic and talking with me while i added the finishing touches!!

Every night that you hosted the campus radio station, Seokmin was always there to tune in and listen to the songs you played and the commentary you made before and after each one played. Your late podcast like music sessions made him feel a little less lonely when he was alone in his dorm at night, which was every night. Your voice filled his chest with a warmth and placed a smile on his face while he typed away at his computer, completing assignments that he held off so he could do them while you spoke.

~~~~

He liked you, a lot, and he didn’t even know you, or at least not really. He knew your voice and the personality you put on for whoever listened to you. You didn’t know who ‘whoever’ was, but Seokmin was easily the person on campus who listened to you the most.

Seokmin was listening to your calm, soothing voice like always when you said something that caused his fingers that were rapidly typing to come to a stop instantly.

The song had just come to an end when you said, “Alright, this one’s for all the other students who are night owls like me and tune in all the time. Whoever is the first down to the studio and finds the vinyl that holds my favorite song, which I played for you last week, somewhere in the many shelves that hold various records, will win two free tickets to any upcoming concert of your choice.” The instrumental intro of the next song started playing as you finished speaking. “Head over now for that chance to win before you’re out of time, in the meantime, here is Out of Time by The Weeknd”. As your voice was replaced by Abel’s, Seokmin saved the google doc that he was working on and sprinted out of his dorm.

He passed the studio every time he went to his psychology class, so he knew exactly where he was running to. It was about half a mile away from his dorm but the excuse to see and talk to you overcame the sleepiness that fogged his brain.

However, there was several things going through his brain at this time. The main ones were what he was going to say to you, where the radio station was, and what your favorite song was, which was Right Down the Line by Gerry Rafferty, but what wasn’t on his mind at this time, was his speeding footwork.

Before Seokmin knew it, he had tripped on an elevated sidewalk crack and was falling to the ground. His knees and palms luckily took the majority of the impact of his fall. He knew the little stones embedded into his hands would hurt later, but the overwhelming urge to meet you overpowered the pain. Getting up and wiping his palms off on his grey sweats, he started running again.

The streets were empty, absolutely silent except for his heavy breathing. He picked up his pace at the thought of someone else using his fall as an advantage to get ahead of him. Besides the quiet streets, if the streetlights weren’t there, it would also be completely dark. The shops and cafés mixed in within the dorms, classrooms and lecture halls were of course closed as it was 2:52 in the morning, but he saw the one light ahead in the distance, the one he was looking for, the radio station’s light.

He smiled as he didn’t see a group of people crowded outside the corner building, and his smile grew as he saw not a single soul inside the building once he stepped inside. But the feeling of someone beating him there nagged at his spirit. Seokmin was forced to step away from his radio in order to run there, so if someone did happen to beat him there, he wouldn’t have heard your announcement. He was there within five minutes, so he was praying there wasn’t someone right down to street who got there first.

Seokmin didn’t give up though and headed to the vinyl section, you didn’t say CD, you said vinyl and after listening to Right Down the Line several times after you stated it was your favorite, he knew the artist, genre, tone, how it was arranged, everything. Gerry Rafferty is listed as rock, pop rock, folk rock, soft rock, blues rock, and of course, classic rock. Seokmin wasn’t sure which genre you’d have it listed under, but as some of the other radio hosts weren’t as deep into genres as you were, he headed to the classic rock area and went to the 70s section to find City to City, the album it was on.

The albums were in very specific year order, so he grabbed the 1978 handful and looked through them. Chills ran through him as he saw the album art, surely if someone had found it first, you wouldn’t have had time to put it back just yet.

Putting the rest of the albums back in the exact order he found them in, with the exception of the album he clutched to his chest, he walked back to the main area and stood by the booth surrounded by glass that you sat in. He saw you talking into your mic with the words “ON AIR” flashing above the door.

You must’ve sensed his presence despite his silence as you looked over your shoulder with a bright smile and waved at him before holding up one finger to signify you needed a moment. He shot you a shy smile and nodded. You looked back at him and pointed at the album. He held it up, showing you the front before turning it around and pointing at the name of your favorite song. Your smile grew and you gave him two thumbs up. Seokmin’s heart sped up at the thought of making you happy.

His heart was already beating fast from the adrenaline that was coursing through his veins, but you were also much prettier than he had already thought you were. Your photo on the station’s website was the same photo that was on your school ID but the photos that were held in link to your Instagram also didn’t do you justice.

While Seokmin waited for you, he looked down at his hands, careful not to get any blood on what you called a masterpiece. His feet hurt a bit from running in his slides, causing him to constantly switch which foot he was putting most of his weight on. He knew he looked awkward but lucky for him, your back was to him.

“Alright everyone, the contest is over as we have our winner. I’m going to step away for a bit, but don’t worry everyone, I have plenty of late-night jams queued up for all of you. Enjoy!” Seokmin heard your voice throughout the speakers in the station and braced himself for the conversation he was about to have with you.

The booth’s door opened and out stepped you. Your eyes held evident drowsiness, but he could understand as to why, but your voice and spirit was still bright.

“Hi! Well, you won my little competition, I’m impressed that you remembered the song! I’m Y/n by the way.” You stuck out your hand only to be met with Seokmin holding up his scraped hand. “I would shake your hand, but I tripped. I’m Seokmin though.” Heat covered his face as he giggled at himself.

“Aw, I’m sorry! But at least you won, right? About that, what concert are you wanting to go to?” The red on his face spread everywhere visible as he let the words slip out before he could give it a second though. “I actually only came here since it gave me an excuse to meet you.” He looked down at the vinyl in his hand and traced the colorful outline of Gerry Rafferty with his fingernail.

“Oh! Me?” Your words don’t hold any type of mockery, you don’t make him feel embarrassed whatsoever. “No one has ever wanted to meet me, I’m really flattered.” You laughed but it was humble and genuine, full of surprise, but your voice drug on. “But you met me, and it’s been 30 minutes since the contest started and no one else showed up…so do you want those tickets? Any concert you want!”

Seokmin could hear the awkwardness in your voice, unsure about what to do at this point. The confusion was also evident as no one has stuck around this long during a radio involved thing just to talk to you.

“Um, yeah, yeah sure. Do you have any suggestions? Gerry Rafferty maybe?” He looked at you with doe eyes, the concert tickets were the last thing on his mind while you, you were the first.

Looking at him with softness in your eyes, you shook your head lightly and giggled. “Gerry Rafferty died in 2011, but if he was still alive, I would have definitely suggested him. I like Greta Van Fleet a lot and I’ve played them on the station, how about them?”

You looked on your phone for tour dates of theirs while waiting for Seokmin to answer. He laughed and looked around, seeing that he was truly the only person that tried to show up.

“I guess what I’m trying to say, is I don’t care about who I see, I was just wondering if you’d like to go with me to any concert.” Seokmin was cute, that was obvious, and his demeanor showed nothing but kindness and a gentle aura.

“I mean, yeah sure! You can still pick the concert and I’ll get us those tickets!” Seokmin’s smile grew even more, and he bounced a bit on his toes. “Greta Van Fleet is fine with me.” He couldn’t remember the song of theirs that you played but all he cared about was the fact that you liked them.

He couldn't remember how their songs went, or the names of whoever is in Greta Van Fleet, but it all doesn't matter to him. The only thing on his mind is this chance to make you his.

[sweetiesicheng]

dk - time capsule

word count : 926

it’s seokminnie’s day too!!

-

"y/n? what are you doing here?"

you stood up straight and turned around to see dokyeom, one of your classmates. it looked like he had just left school and was cutting through a field that connected to your elementary school.

"oh, hi. i'm digging up something," you answered him.

"...i gathered up that much information considering you're holding a shovel..."

you rolled your eyes at him and lightly threw the shovel down onto the grass next to you. you brushed your hands from some dirt that had gotten into them.

"i don't know if you remember, but when we were in second grade, we made a time capsule as a class. the teacher emailed me today and said that she wanted everyone to get together if possible, but she wanted someone to dig it up. so i volunteered out of the people she emailed about it," you explained to him.

"wait, oh! i remember!" he suddenly exclaimed. "when's everyone meeting up?" he asked you.

"someone else is planning on sending a group text, so i'm not sure yet," you answered.

"do you need help digging?" he asked you before looking at his watch, "i'm done with rehearsal for the day."

"if you would be so kind because my back is already killing me."

—

dokyeom had started digging for said time capsule while you sat on the grass next to him.

"i don't even remember what i put in it. do you?" dokyeom asked you while throwing some dirt into another pile with the shovel.

"our teacher said all of us put letters in it and an item. she said she put photos of us in there too, but i don't remember what item i put in it," you answered, "if i had to guess, maybe something from my desk."

"we were so little back then. this will be fun opening it up," dokyeom said with a smile.

"yea, it will," you replied. "thanks for—"

dokyeom hit something that sounds like metal.

"is that it?" you asked, standing up and looking into the hole.

dokyeom crouched down and brushed some dirt with his hand. a metal box started to become visual.

dokyeom looked up at you with a grin, "jackpot."

—

over a week had passed since the time capsule was dug up. you were meeting everyone at a park and got off at a bus stop. you headed into the park through one of the entrances and looked around to see if you could find the picnic table that your old teacher said to meet at.

"y/n! over here!"

someone called for you and you noticed someone waving at you. as you got closer, you recognized a few people. some of them you went to school with while others you hadn't seen since elementary school.

"you got tall," you heard someone say.

"and you didn't hit a growth spurt?"

"y/n, you got so much prettier," one of your classmates said to you.

"no way. i still look the same for the most part," you replied.

"oh come on. she got scouted a few months ago for a modeling agency," one of your classmates said to your classmates you were sitting with. "and guess what? she declined the offer."

"and now i won't have to give up eating," you replied before looking over at another table. other classmates were looking at the time capsule.

"when are we going to open it?" one of the guys asked.

"is everyone that could make it here?" your teacher asked all of you.

"we're still missing a few," someone mentioned.

"alright, let's give it a few minutes," your teacher said.

"hey, let's get some drinks," one of the guys suggested.

"oh, i want to come," someone else said while standing up.

—

after a bit, everyone who could make it to the park arrived. your teacher, now retired, recalled some memories with all of you, and your classmates started to remember bits and pieces from when you were altogether in the classroom.

"alright, let's get this opened," one of the guys said. he opened the box, and inside were a bunch of items.

"hey! my baseball!"

"oh my gosh, i forgot this was in there."

"hey, y/n, isn't this yours?" dokyeom asked you, holding a keychain with the sanrio star twins on it.

"yea, it is!" you instantly smiled as dokyeom handed you the keychain. "how'd you know?" you asked him.

"you still have sanrio keychains on your backpack," dokyeom replied, "i remember seeing them the other day."

“everyone, pass these out. it’s the letters you wrote when you were younger,” your teacher said as she grabbed some envelopes out of a plastic bag.

“hey, my handwriting sucked.”

“did you write your name backwards?”

“don’t ask…”

once you got your letter, you walked away while opening the envelope. you recognized the stationary as your own from back in the day and pulled out the letter.

as you read it, someone stood by you, peeking over to read your letter.

“you wanted to be an astronaut?” dokyeom asked you. you looked at him.

“i mean, can you blame me? it sounds like so much fun,” you said to him. “and what did you want to become, dokyeom?” you asked.

he smiled and unfolded his letter to show you. he pointed his finger to a certain sentence, “a singer,” he said with a chuckle. “looks like one of us accomplished our goals.”

you rolled your eyes at him, “hey, give me some time, alright?” you replied.

“yea, you’re gonna need it.”

[fantasy-svt]

We're lost

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Synopsis: Your love wasn't meant to be, but Seokmin will fight to keep you by his side.

Pairing: Lee Seokmin x fem!reader Word Count: 4.0k words

"Why do they have 2 coronations? Isn't one enough?" You whined, slightly annoyed because of the long trip you were on. The ride to your neighbors kingdom, all for the coronation of the soon-to-be-king Choi Seungcheol. So of course you had to attend, unlike the previous one that you had skipped.

"The first one was to celebrate him getting the title of royal prince, now he's to be king. So behave yourself and show the respect necessary." Your mother spoke back before leaning closer and fixing your hair. After rearranging the flowers in your hair, she moved to fix your dress. Then her hand stopped on your necklace, pulling it from beneath your dress and into her hand. The smile on her face said enough. Although it was meant to be comforting, you could see the sadness behind it as she realized that it was your fathers. A great man and king, one who died in a war against a group of rebels. It was the only thing left of him, something he gave to you as a promise before he left and one that you kept until now.

"You look beautiful." Your mother gave a final smile before the carriage came to a stop and she was the first to leave. You followed her, smiling as you saw the castle before you and more important the beautiful garden. Then you spotted a beautiful horse galloping through the garden... and right your way? Right behind the horse was a man, stumbling through the bushes as he tried to catch up with the white horse. So you stepped in, running to the horse and swiftly grabbing its reins. It reared upwards, front legs kicking before landing on the ground again. With a loud sigh, the horse had finally calmed down and pushed its head to you.

"Such a good-" A quick look confirmed that it was "-girl. Such a good girl." You spoke softly, patting the horses nose softly as you waited for the man to return to the horses' side. When he did, you gladly handed the reins back to him.

"Thank you-" He took a deep breath as he took the reins from you, looking at the horse with an accusing look before pointing a finger at her. Surprisingly, he started scolding the horse and you could only giggle as you realized that the horses' name Apple. Your mother called for you and you were quick to follow her, but the smile of the stable boy didn't leave your mind.

The ball was nice, but you couldn't really enjoy it thanks to the tight corset and the heavy dress. You could barely eat anything, the drink in your hand was untouched and your head was going to burst because of the loud nobles that kept trying to talk to you. Nonetheless, you were gladly present. All because of the stable boy that you saw before. He stood in a group at the back, one of which you recognized as a royal guard that guided you in the palace earlier. His smile was still present, maybe even brighter than before, and he seemed to be happy to chat to others. It was the only reason that you stayed here, but you still remained next to the food stands. Much to your mother's dismay of course, she much rather have you talking and socializing to find a husband. Too focused on your thoughts, you didn't notice it when the stable boy looked your way and his eyes connected to yours. It was only when he waved that you were snapped out your trance, awkwardly waving back to the man. With one more bright smile, the man turned away again to talk to his group. You let your hand lower before looking around one more time before grabbing a final treat and leaving the hall. You wandered outside, taking small bites from your snack until you reached a certain spot.

"Hello again." You greeted Appel with a smile, finishing your snack before getting closer to the mare. The white creature neighed loudly, throwing her head up before stepping closer to you. The mare pushed her head in your arms and you started petting her nose softly in return, weaving your other hand through her manes. Then Apple grabbed you, teeth softly pulling at your sleeve until you entered the stable. In the back corner laid a foal, looking a bit too thin and tired to be healthy. You got closer, with permission of Apple of course, and kneeled down before gently taking the foal's head in your hands.

"Why are you so down? You have to be healthy and happy for your mom." You spoke and the little foal seemed to respond, blinking at you before laying its head down on your lap. You petted its neck softly, whispering words of encouragement as you tried to make it relax.

"He's been sick for awhile." A voice spoke and you turned your head to see the stable boys, leaning on the fence while softly patting Apple's nose. You looked back at the foal, a bit sad to realize that such a beautiful and innocent creature was sick this early in its life.

"Is there anything that can help him?" You asked, but the stable boy just shook his head and you could spot the sadness behind his gaze easily. A sad look, but also one of acceptance. You looked at the foal again before leaning down, kissing its head before softly laying him down in the hay again. With that you got up, petting Apple a final time before looking at the stable boy again.

"I'm (Y/n)." "Seokmin, pleasure my lady." He spoke, taking your hand and softly kissing the back of it as he bowed. Your eyes widened slightly, after all it was not your culture to do so. Seokmin didn't notice the awkwardness, but instead he gave another bright smile after standing up straight.

"Will he survive?" "We're working on it, but for now there isn't much hope yet." He spoke as he looked back at the foal, sighing softly.

"Have you tried yarrow?" You asked, making Seokmin shake his head. "It doesn't grow here..." He said and you frowned before moving your hand to go to your hair, pulling out a single flower from your hair. You were glad that your mother had insisted in wearing flowers in your hair like she did, because now you had a dozen of different flowers in your hair and this included yarrow. Holding it out with a smile, you handed it to Seokmin along with two others ones.

"Do you always carry flower in your hair?" He asked with a light chuckle, taking the flowers nonetheless before carefully placing them in a bag near the stable. Then he turned back to you.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked, extending his hand to you and you couldn't help but take it. "Without music?" "I'll make some then." He smiled again before softly humming a tune as he pulled you closer into a waltz. His humming escalated, soon enough his voice was singing a tune that you hadn't heard before.

Nonetheless, it was beautiful and you found yourself dancing to it for hours.

"Seokmin!" Although you yelled loudly, the man didn't seem to budge to your voice and instead he just continued on with his work. You could see that he was humming a tune, which might have been the reason that he didn't hear you. So you stepped closer to the man, tapping his shoulder. In an instant, he jumped and turned to face you with a shocked expression that quickly turned into a smile.

"Hello again!" "You didn't hear me, did you?" You asked, to which he shook his head and pointed at his right ear. He was quick to explain that he was deaf in his right ear and you nodded at the man, a bit surprised by the sudden confession. Then you turned to horse that Seokmin was cleaning, a brown stallion with a white mane. You moved a bit closer, softly petting the horse before noticing the saddle laying ready.

"You're going to go horseback riding?" You asked and Seokmin nodded as he got ready to lift the saddle. Now you knew that saddles didn't weigh too much, but they were very unhandy to lift and the rolled up sleeves didn't hide the muscles that Seokmin had. So you took a look, you didn't care if it was improper.

"Want to join me?" He asked and you looked up before nodding, following Seokmin's lead as he appointed a horse for you. A mare, beautiful black coat and black manes.

"Her name is Pine. She loves running, so I hope you don't mind going fast." Seokmin said before picking up the saddle that was meant for Pine. You shook your head, taking the saddle from his arms before placing it on Pine's back yourself. With a soft pat on the mare's nose, you led her out of her stable after putting on the bridle. Seokmin followed you, guiding you to an open field before climbing on his own horse. You followed his lead, lifting yourself on the saddle before making sure that you were comfortable. Let's just say that riding with a dress wasn't as comfortable as it often looked.

"Let's go!" You exclaimed before guiding Pine into a gallop, which the mare happily did. You were a bit surprised with how fast she was, but you could only laugh after a few seconds. The sun on your skin and the wind in your face, feelings that you missed dearly since you weren't allowed to ride this fast. Seokmin was on your right, trying to catch up with a loud laugh booming through the fields. You rode for awhile, not too long to exhaust the horses too much and you paused halfway to rest a bit. The horses were left to graze around a bit while you laid in the grass.

"Thank you for this. I can't remember the last time that I went on a ride for fun." You said and Seokmin sat up, smile lessening a bit.

"It must be lonely, stuck in the palace all day... Not even allowed to go out for fun." He spoke, his voice a bit too soft to hear. You did hear him of course, but you didn't really know how to respond to him. He was right, it was lonely. Of course, you weren't really alone. Your elder sister and younger brothers were always around, but your older sister had moved to the estate of her husband and the eldest of your younger brothers was getting ready to be king. Your other brothers were a bit too young to constantly hang out with, so it often left you with just yourself.

"I'll enjoy today even more then." You replied, trying your best to smile at him before simply closing your eyes. You just listened as Seokmin started humming again, along with a soft breeze that flew through the leaves. Soon enough, you were lulled into a deep sleep.

You woke up when the sun was getting ready to set. You were covered with a jacket, one that you quickly recognized as Seokmin's. Sitting up, you looked around to find the man. He stood by the horses, talking to them in a sweet and gentle voice. You stared at the man, you couldn't help yourself.

The way that the sun reflected off of his skin and hair made him look like he was glowing, practically looking like a painting come to life. He was attractive, you were sure that he knew this as well, and you couldn't help but crush on him. Then again, that was the only thing you could do.

"You're awake! We should go back, it's getting quite late." He stated, helping you up before taking the jacket from you. You nodded before your eyes widened.

"I had a meeting." With a curse, you quickly pulled yourself up on Frost's back before racing off. Seokmin stared as you raced off before quickly following you. Once you arrived, you quickly hopped off and started to untie the saddle.

"Go, I'll do it." Seokmin interrupted, taking over and you thanked him before speeding off. He smiled again before focusing on the task at hand. When the saddles were put away and cleaned, Seokmin started to brush down both horses while trying to get you out of his head.

"Seokmin! Let's go, we're going to the tavern." Mingyu passed by, pulling back the stable boy with a broad grin. Seokmin looked at him before agreeing, following him after putting his stuff away.

He needed a drink to clear his head.

"What?" "Please, he's screaming everytime someone touches him and he keeps mumbling your name." It was a weird request from Seungcheol, you didn't think that the future king would ever ask you to pick up one of his drunk friends nor did you ever think that you would have to pick up a drunk Seokmin. You agreed nonetheless. You didn't know why Seokmin chose to drink so much, but you could hardly leave him to sleep in a tavern. So you followed Seungcheol into the woods, something that you would fear as an attempted murder if it wasn't Seungcheol, until you reached a clearing. Only when you crossed some kind of border, did a tavern suddenly appear. You entered, surprised at the various kind of people that were inside. All of them were happily drinking, talking and some even dancing around. Seokmin was easily spotted, laying with his head on the table and the people around him were just laughing and teasing him. You approached him carefully, tapping his shoulder. In a second, he sits up and looks at you before smiling brightly as he realized who you were. His smile was almost comical as he threw his arms around your waist, pressing his face against your stomach with a loud sigh. The group around you fell silent, watching as Seokmin pushed his head in your hands while whining as you scratched his head, softly tugging at the locks of his hair.

"Why don't we go home, huh?" You asked, to which Seokmin only whined loudly again before reluctantly agreeing with you. He got up immediatley, stumbling badly before regaining his balance for about three seconds. Then he fell again, dropping to his knees if it wasn't for you catching him. Now, you often prided yourself in your strength and you'd never call yourself weak in any way. However, catching Seokmin's full weight in a matter of seconds was a challenge for you, almost falling down with him while doing so. Seokmin was giggling loudly, sounding much like a maniac as he tried and failed to stand up straight. You guided one of his arms to lay over your shoulder before pulling him up.

"Try no to fall, huh?" You spoke before waving goodbye to the others, an action that Seokmin loudly followed, before you walked out of the tavern. Luckily, Seokmin had decided that he wanted to walk instead of hanging off of you. You realized halfway that you probably shouldn't enter with him through the front gate, so you walked to the back gates. Seokmin had not shut up since leaving the tavern, softly humming and mumbling all the way to the castle. You found it quite hilarious to see, giggling at every word that came from Seokmin's mouth.

"Let's visit Apple!" Seokmin suddenly diverted from the path, pulling you along with him to the stables. You stumbled along with him, letting go off him in the process. He tripped, but he only laughed as he landed before getting up again. Anyone who saw this without context, would think he was insane. You just smiled as you followed him. Apple was still awake, surprisingly, and she was quick to react to Seokmin, prancing his way happily. Seokmin leaned on the fence, patting Apple's nose softly and it seemed as if he had sobered up in a second.

"What should I do?" Seokmin talked to Apple in a soft voice, sounding rather sad as he did. He had clearly forgotten about you, rambling on to Apple without a care in the world.

"Why would I fall for a princess?" He whined loudly, certainly loud enough for you to hear him. Your smile dropped, staring at the man before you in shock.

You didn't bother waiting for him to realize that you were in fact still there.

Seokmin groaned loudly as he put down the boxes, slightly annoyed that he agreed to this task for Jeonghan. He assumed that it was one or two boxes, yet now he had already moved ten boxes or so and he still wasn't finished.

"You don't have to get the rest, I'll do it." Wonwoo spoke, putting down his own boxes without a sweat. Seokmin thanked him before standing up straight, stretching his back and hissing as it popped softly. He sighed softly before flinching when he suddenly spotted you.

You were walking alongside Flora, arms linked as you talked happily. You were dressed in a beautiful blue gown, decorated with jewels and gems. You wore a small crown, which was also covered in small gems while chains cascaded down from your crown and over your hair. It was the second time that Seokmin saw you dressed like that and he couldn't stop his heart from beating faster. It was almost like his heart was ready to jump from his chest, something that Wonwoo clearly noticed.

"Hey, Flora! Hello, princess." Wonwoo greeted you guys with a smile, one that Seokmin recognized more as a teasing smirk. You and Flora reacted quickly, Flora sending a smile their way while you just bowed your head. When you looked at Seokmin, you were quick to look away again. Seokmin couldn't blame you, he remembered well enough what he had said yesterday evening. It was awkward, he never expected to confess to you while drunk.

It was a forbidden love, he knew that just like you, and thus he didn't find it weird for you to avoid him after. Even then, however, it still hurt immensely.

You stalked off again with Flora, continuing your conversation and leaving a sad Seokmin behind with Wonwoo. Wonwoo looked at his friend with a slightly concerning look, not really knowing what to say to him. He didn't get a chance either as Seokmin stomped off to get more of the boxes.

"God, this is infuriating."

"Dear?" Your mother entered your room, voice concerned as she spotted you on your bed. You were packing, but right now you were frozen while doing so. You didn't want to leave, you really didn't want to and yet you have no choice.

"What's wrong?" She sat beside you, pushing down your hands and placing the dress in your hands down. You sighed before looking at her, which made her smile.

"I know that look." She grabbed your face with her hands as she smiled brightly. "You're in love, aren't you?" She asked and you nodded at her, pouting as she squished your face. Your mother suddenly started giggling before letting go of you and smiling teasingly.

"So, who is it?" She asked and your eyes widened slightly before you smiled. Your rant started quickly, telling her everything and watching the smile on her face brighten by the second. You didn't know how long you ranted about Seokmin, but your mother didn't seem to care for the time until someone came to get you for dinner.

"Let's go, we can continue later." Your mother winked at you before following the butler and you quickly followed her, softly pushing her with a smile. You greeted everyone at the table with a smile before sitting down, smiling at Flora who sat beside you. Your mother was quick to start a conversation with the former king and queen as well as Seungcheol, mostly about politics and such. Not your thing, but you listened nonetheless as you ate.

"May my daughter reside in your kingdom?" The question was sudden, but you heard it loud and clear. Your fork dropped from surprise, staring at your mother in shock while Seungcheol easily agreed.

"If she wishes too, she is welcome to stay here. We can prepare a permanent room for her." He spoke and your mother smiled before looking at you innocently. You closed your mouth, softly sighing before thanking Seungcheol for his offer.

"But may I ask why?" "Oh, she fell in love with that stable boy." Your mom was too blunt, your face flushed as you realized that your mom basically just told everyone that you liked Seokmin. The smirk on Seungcheol and the grin on Flora's face said enough for you to hide your face from embarrassment. The conversation steered back to political stuff that didn't interest you much, so you took the chance to excuse yourself from the room.

"Seokmin's in the tavern today!" Seungcheol called and you turned, glaring at him before stomping off while ignoring the laughs from the room. You went to your room, quick to take off the uncomfortable dress you wore and changing into a more comfortable one. The jewels you wore were also discarded quickly, now laying on your desk instead. With a sigh, you looked outside before groaning. Your heart and head were screaming at you to go to the tavern, to see Seokmin and tell him that you were staying.

So you went, ignoring the nerves that creeped up.

"Please~" Hoshi whined loudly as he listened to Seokmin, who was still sulking. Jeonghan just reached over Ziva and ruffled Seokmin's hair with a chuckle, to which Seokmin just groaned.

"I can't help it! You guys get to be with the people you love, so why can't I?" His voice was loud, anyone could listen to him without even trying to.

"You love her? Didn't you meet her just a few days ago?" Minghao joined the conversation, raising an eyebrow at his friends antics while Hoshi just grinned.

"Was it love at first sight?" Hoshi's voice was clearly teasing him, but Seokmin didn't care for it as he replied with a loud yes. Hoshi's grinned like a cheshire cat before looking at you, knowingly getting Seokmin to confess as you had approached the table. Seokmin frowned before turning his head, face turning red as he saw you before he started rambling loudly. You stopped him by grabbing his face and kissing him, just a short peck to shut him up. It worked, but a bit too well as Seokmin's brain just shut off. When he rebooted, his eyes widened as he stared at you. He shot up from his seat, grabbing your hand before dragging you outside. You paused somewhere in the forest near the tavern, but the chatter and music were gone.

"Why did you-" "I'm staying." You interrupted him, smiling brightly as you watched Seokmin's expression move from confusion to happiness.

"You are?" His voice sounded happy while his smile grew even brighter. He basically hopped in place, seemingly very excited thanks to the new information. Then he stopped.

"But even then, can we?" He pauses and you nod at him, to which he suddenly hugged you happily and twirled you around. You giggled at his antics, wrapping your arms around his shoulders before softly kissing him once more. He put you down, not breaking the kiss until you pulled back. You smiled once more before sighing.

"We should go back to the tavern." You spoke before waiting for Seokmin to lead to way back. Yet he remained in place, awkwardly looking around before scratching his neck as he looked back at you. You waited, but he didn't move. His next sentence was almost enough for you to strangle him.

"We might be lost..."

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