#shionwrites

[shion-yu]

A Safe Place (part 1) [Day 28]

Cliff shows up at Elliot's doorstep in the middle of the night soaked to the bone. A Cliff/Elliot sickfic heavy on the angst, also ft. Theo. For @monthofsick Day 28: Chaotic body temperature. I know, not me joining in on a writing challenge right at the end but it fit so well. 3,065 words, original work, TWs for homophobia, emeto (neither strong warnings, but the sick will get much sicker in p2).

It had been a long summer. Cliff had spent it working at Theo's law firm again, except this time he wasn't an unpaid intern but a legal secretary. It was a temporary job that they had offered him when his summer break had aligned perfectly with one of the secretary's maternity leaves and Cliff had jumped at the chance to work in such a great environment again. He was happy to see many familiar faces from last year, and to his surprise they were happy to see him too. Although he was mainly working with one of the other partners this time - not Theo - he saw the lawyer nearly every day and was relieved to learn both Theo and his partner, Al, were in good health. Al had gotten a double lung transplant that last Fall, Theo told Cliff. He and his new lungs were doing great. 

"What about you?" Theo asked Cliff eagerly. "How did your first year at NYU go?" 

Cliff smiled, automatically thinking of Elliot. "It was great," he said. "My classes were interesting but not too hard."

"You look happier," Theo said, surprising Cliff with how true the observation was. "Did something cause that?" 

"Yeah," Cliff said thoughtfully. "Someone did."

Being apart from Elliot that summer was difficult. He missed hugging and kissing Elliot every single day. He wanted to talk to him on the phone for hours and hours just to hear his voice and fall asleep with his fingers in Elliot’s curls. But when he was living at home, Cliff knew he had to be the perfect, straight laced child he'd been raised as. In other words, he couldn't be himself. He wore business attire to work every day, but the soft sweaters and cute hair clips he'd amassed over the past year stayed packed away in his college stuff for next semester. He didn't think his parents would appreciate those particular fashion choices he'd been making.

It's not like his parents made it hard to hide things. They hardly ever asked questions, and if they did it was about grades or tuition. Cliff knew he was incredibly lucky that his parents paid his entire tuition, room and board as if it were a given. Elliot's parents weren't able to help much financially, meaning his boyfriend had to take out loans and work part time while in school. This summer he was working nonstop in his dad's auto mechanic shop, saving up money. Often when Cliff video called Elliot these days he was covered in sweat, streaks of black motor oil on his face. It seemed wrong to complain about his parents when it was thanks to them that he was only working this summer because he wanted to, not because he had to. And yet, silently, Cliff  thought maybe he'd be happier if he was in Elliot's shoes - without much money but with a place he could really call home. It was a selfish, privileged thought and Cliff refused to voice it, but it creeped in each time he heard Elliot's mom call in the background, "Boys, wash up, it's time for dinner!" 

Working was a blessing to Cliff, because if he'd been at home he would've been in that big, lonely house all by himself most of the summer. Being at the law firm was not only a distraction, but comfortable. Despite wearing a suit, Cliff actually felt less tense there than at his parents' house. He stayed long hours, longer than he needed to, because he preferred the sound of printers and fax machines over his parents screaming at each other downstairs. When he was in high school it seemed easier to ignore. Maybe it was because he'd had a break for so many months that returning to it seemed worse than before. Or maybe it was because Elliot never screamed at him like that, and Cliff had started to realize that this wasn't how things had to be.

Around the beginning of August, Cliff caught a cold that didn't seem to go away. At first it was just the sniffles, and then it was a cough that grew progressively deeper with each week that passed. The other employees started asking him if he was alright, and embarrassingly Theo caught him staring blankly at the water fountain one day for far too long. Cliff was so out of it that he didn't even notice Theo calling his name until the older man waved his hand in Cliff's face.

"Oh," Cliff said, rubbing his eyes to try and make his blurry vision clear up. "Sorry, I was just... Daydreaming." 

"You look pale," Theo said, and before Cliff could step back Theo had placed a hand on Cliff's forehead while ignoring Cliff's protest that he was fine. "Hmm, you feel a little feverish. Why don't you go home, kid?" 

"I'm really fine," Cliff said, wildly embarrassed. "It's just a cold."

Theo looked him up and down, clearly assessing how pushy he should be. "At least go take a nap on the couch in my office, you look exhausted."

Usually, Cliff would say no immediately. He wouldn't even consider showing weakness at the place he was supposed to be making a vitally good impression at for his career. But he felt weak and a little dizzy and found himself saying in a small voice, "...If you're sure." 

Theo was sure. He brought Cliff to his office and shut the blinds so there wasn't much light coming through the many glass windows. He even tossed a blanket to the eighteen-year-old. "I sleep here all the time," he reassured Cliff. "You can't work if you're too tired to think. Don't worry about it." 

Cliff felt guilty for taking over Theo's office, but Theo headed out for a two hour meeting and Cliff was left alone on the couch. He had half a mind to leave and get back to work at his desk now that there was no one stopping him, but just sitting there made him realize how fatigued his whole body felt. A little nap wouldn't hurt, he reasoned. A really short one. He lay down and fell asleep so quickly that he didn't even remember closing his eyes. 

He woke up to Theo gently rubbing his shoulder. Cliff was confused, then his eyes widened in embarrassment and he sat up. Shit, had it been two hours already? Wait, that clock didn't say 5pm did it? - surely he hadn't slept for four hours?! 

"Woah, it's okay Cliff," Theo said quickly, "You seemed really tired so I let you sleep. You should go home now, everybody's leaving for the day." 

"I'm so sorry," Cliff gushed, face bright red. "I didn't mean to sleep so long. You don't have to pay me for today - please don't, actually." 

"Settle down, it's really fine," Theo said in a calm voice that made Cliff remember to take a deep breath like Elliot had taught him to calm down. "We all have off days. You don't feel so warm now, so that's good. Stay home tomorrow though." 

"That's totally not necessary," Cliff said, his confident tone supplemented by a very unconvincing round of dry coughs. He waved off the tissues Elliot tried to hand him. "Really, I'm fine. I've just been having some asthma since I got sick last winter, but my boy-" Cliff stopped himself, realizing he was about to out himself. "My, um, my roommate got me an inhaler so I just have to use it that's all." 

"Your boyfriend," Elliot supplied gently. "It's okay to say it, Cliff. You know I have Al." 

Cliff wanted to deny the comment outright. He wanted to laugh and say Elliot really was just a friend. But Theo had such an earnest expression, and he was the only successful adult man Cliff knew of who was gay. "I know, but, it's really not, not for me," Cliff found himself saying, voice wavering. "I-I have to go. Sorry I slept in your office so long," he said as he hurried out, ignoring Theo's all too kind voice calling after him. Cliff knew in a certain world that it was okay, but it wasn't his world. Not the world where he still relied on his parents. 

Despite saying he'd be back the next day, Cliff did stay home that Friday. His fever was worse and he had chills that left him huddled under the covers. His mom didn't notice he didn't leave the house and he didn't tell her. She didn't need to know, just like she didn't need to know about Elliot. She had never supported Cliff in anything at all, so why... Why did Cliff feel such a strong urge to tell her? 

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On the last day of Cliff's work at the law firm, Theo told Cliff if he ever needed a reference, he'd get a glowing one from him. And if he ever needed to talk about anything, anything at all, Cliff could call him too. Cliff knew what he was getting at, and he didn't want to face it. But Theo was such a calm person that it was disarming, and Cliff asked without meaning to, "Is it worth it?" 

Theo nodded. He knew what Cliff meant without specification. "Yes, it's worth it," Theo said. "Even if there's nay-sayers and you lose people, you gain much more. It's always worth it to be exactly who you are, Cliff."

Cliff went back to his parents house with those words echoing in his brain. Theo, a successful and respected lawyer, said it was worth it. He had a career and a person who loved him by his side. Was that something Cliff could have, too? Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be honest, just once?

"Mom," Cliff said over dinner, pushing his phone over to her with a picture of him and Elliot together on the screen. "I want to tell you something. This is my-"

"Don't do this to me Cliff," his mother interrupted before he could finish. "You've already caused enough trouble. He's not - just because you have a thing with another guy doesn't mean anything."

"It's not a thing mom. I love him," Cliff found himself saying angrily. And oh, why did he say that? The first time he finally said he loved Elliot and it was directed at his mom in spite. It wasn't supposed to be like this. 

"Cliff, you don't love him. You're too old to be playing this game. Now I'll forget we had this conversation. And don't tell your father."

Cliff saw red. He'd never been so angry in his life. He snatched his phone back and grabbed his wallet on the shelf by the door and went outside. She didn't follow him. 

It was pouring rain. Cliff shivered, wishing he'd had the forethought to grab a coat too, but he wasn't going to ruin his dramatic exit by going back inside. Of course his mother hadn't approved. Cliff hadn't expected her to. But he'd expected her to get angry - not to dismiss him all together like he was just a kid with a big imagination. Cliff knew then that she would never really think of him as his own person, and he couldn't do anything to change that. It broke his heart. 

Cliff walked for a very long time. He didn't quite know where he was going, only that he wanted to get as far away from that house as possible. He found himself at a park by the water where he beat up a couple of tree trunks that definitely won based on his bleeding knuckles afterwards. The rain didn't let up, and Cliff found himself getting progressively colder. His cough from earlier that month had never gone away and his breath began to catch on what felt like a dry patch in his throat. Cliff realized then that he'd left his inhaler at the house, too. The coughing grew more desperate until he pitched forward and vomited onto the grass he was standing on. He groaned and leaned against the nearest tree he could find, the contents of his stomach mixing with rushing rain water and swept away quickly. He continued to gag for several minutes until the coughing abated ever so slightly. He felt weak and pathetic. And also very, very alone.

He needed to get somewhere dry. Somewhere warm and safe. Cliff only had one place like that in mind. He boarded train after train, shivering in the corner like a wet dog as he made his way all the way to Long Island. He knew Elliot's address because he'd been sending Elliot mail all summer, little love notes and presents that made Cliff think of him. He never included a return address though, because he hadn't wanted his parents to see. Thankfully his phone had enough battery to direct him to Elliot's doorstep despite the wet four hour commute, and he found himself at the front door of a modest suburban home at 3:30 in the morning. 

The journey had felt like a daze. Cliff had never done something so erratic, so unplanned. He raised his hand to knock before remembering what time it was, and Elliot had parents and sister who probably wouldn't appreciate him knocking. He called Elliot instead, his phone barely hanging on at 5%. He thought to himself that it seemed unlikely that Elliot would answer at this time of night. But after several rings, by which time Cliff had resigned himself to waiting for dawn under a tree, a very sleepy voice picked up. 

"Cliff?"

"Elliot? Sorry to bother you," Cliff said, as if this entire situation weren't incredibly bizarre. "But I'm at your door."

There was a long pause, presumably while Elliot tried to figure out exactly what Cliff meant by 'at your door'. "Like right now? Now?" 

"Yeah," Cliff said. "Do you think I could sleep over?" 

"I'm coming down," Elliot said, and there was the rustling of sheets and then the thump of footsteps as Elliot ran downstairs. The front door opened and Elliot hung up. Cliff looked at him and thought he was the most beautiful person in the entire world. "Holy crap, you're really here," Elliot breathed. "God Cliff, what happened? No, come in first, you're soaked..."

Elliot pulled Cliff inside and helped Cliff take off his soaked trainers. There were traces of vomit on the front of his shirt and his fingers were still bloody. Elliot brought him to the bathroom, motioning for Cliff to stay quiet with one finger to his lips. He grabbed a towel from under the sink and wrapped it around the shorter boy, who was shivering violently from the marked change in temperature. In the bright light of the kitchen, suddenly his journey seemed a lot less valiant and a lot more stupid. "Sit," Elliot said, sitting Cliff on the toilet. "You're freezing... Can you take your temperature?”

Elliot handed Cliff a thermometer, which Cliff obediently used. After a few seconds it beeped and read ‘96.9.’ Elliot frowned. “Hot shower, okay?" Despite being woken up in the middle of the night, Elliot seemed fully alert. Cliff nodded and peeled off his wet and dirty clothes. He coughed roughly as he did so, a slight wheeze audible on the end of the exhale. Elliot patted his back with a concerned expression. "Do you have your inhaler?" Cliff shook his head no. Elliot grimaced and ran the hot water for Cliff. "You warm up. I'm gonna find you some clothes and I think there's an old inhaler somewhere in the medicine cabinet..."

Elliot moved to leave, but Cliff grabbed his arm before he could go. "Don't wake your family up," Cliff said hoarsely. "I'm okay." 

Elliot looked at Cliff in concern and sighed. "Cliff, you just showed up soaking wet in the middle of the night. You live all the way in Newark. I'm gonna be a little concerned. But right now you need to warm up. We can talk later."

"Okay," Cliff said. He took the hottest shower of his life then, and it felt glorious. After a few minutes he started to feel dizzy though and sat on the floor of the tub. Elliot came back and peeked around the curtain, frowning when he saw Cliff sitting there. 

"Are you awake?" Elliot asked worriedly. 

"Hmm," Cliff hummed in confirmation. "Just feels nice, and I got sleepy." 

"Finish up in there," Elliot said. "I've got sweats and a hot water bottle and bed waiting for you." 

Cliff obediently finished showering and sat on the edge of the tub as Elliot dried him off thoroughly with two big, fluffy towels. Cliff closed his eyes and remembered how many times he'd imagined being together again over the summer. "I missed you so much," Cliff said, resting his face on Elliot's abdomen. 

Elliot stilled and crouched in front of Cliff. "I missed you too," he said softly. "Now arms up." Elliot helped Cliff get into the warmest sweats that he owned and then led Cliff upstairs to his bedroom. The house was quiet, and Cliff hoped that meant he hadn't disturbed anyone else's sleep. He glanced around curiously at Elliot's childhood bedroom, which was decorated in a way that seemed so very Elliot. He smiled at the teddy bear sitting on the dresser that Cliff had bought Elliot at the baseball game they'd been to. It brought back good memories, nothing like the ones that had been swirling around in Cliff's head for the past several rainy hours. 

"Bed," Elliot whispered, tucking Cliff under the duvet and several extra blankets. Cliff was still shivering, but less so now. His temperature had blown from low numbers to high and he gazed at Elliot with glassy, feverish eyes. Elliot handed Cliff a very expired albuterol inhaler, which Cliff took a few puffs of. Despite the date stamped on the canister, it still eased the tightness in Cliff's chest a little. Elliot then climbed in next to him and wrapped his arms around Cliff. The feeling and smell of being enveloped by Elliot after all this time brought Cliff to tears and he hid his face. 

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I know I should have called.”

"It’s okay,” Elliot said. “Sleep, Cliff. We can talk tomorrow.” Knowing he was finally in the only place he truly felt safe, Cliff slept.

[Cont. part 2]

[dontbeswayed]

Seventeen Smau Fics Recs Pt. 2

Part 1 (had to separate the post bc it was getting too long)

DK :

we have chemistry by @seungcy

what is love by @cupidhaos

missing pieces by @escapewriter

where we left off by @jeonjaemark

kim mingyu :

my melody by @networkluvs

the8 :

i just see you by @svtskneecaps

flip a coin by @grassywoozi

falling for u (literally) by @sbnchaos

boo seungkwan :

company policy by @whatsk-poppinhomies

vernon :

intertwined strings by @memesolvernonchwe

lie again by @escapewriter

HYYH : golden years by @sw1mmingfoolz

two minus one by @twogyuu

dino :

play it again by @svtskneecaps

imperfect love by @yaehao

yours truly by @networkluvs

pang! by @kkumawrites

multiple/unknown until the end:

thank you next? by @shionwrites

overdue by @kwanisms

by my side by @grassywoozi

redamancy by @escapewriter

radio star by @got-svt

can i love by @unmanageable-day

kismet and misfortune by @lovingyu04

charmed by @strawberry-svt

keep it fruity by @cupidhaos

apartment 5c by @suhnshinehaos

love struck ! by @suhnshinehaos

Masterlist

[hanniedream]

⟡ Choi Seungcheol

↳ Series

Gone | Stay With Me by @wonwoonlight

Potential Parent Test by @soundofseventeen

↳ One Shots

Suffocating by @cheolbooluvr

The Arcade (M) by @leejihoonownsmyheart

Three Seconds by @writer-k-pop

Back It Up (M) by @secndlife

Breakfast In Bed (M) by @peachycheol

Don’t Ignore Me (M) by @sluttyminghao

Symphony by @shra-vasti

Take This To Heart by @soundofseventeen

I’ll Wait by @gamerwoo

⟡ Yoon Jeonghan

↳ SM AUs

Fated By The Stars (With Joshua) by @viastro @sunlightwoo

Promise by @haosvteen

↳ Series

Deception by @serenityseventeen

When You Hate Someone by @serenityseventeen

↳ One Shots

Dawn by @freakyfriedrice

Storm by @tonicandjins

Highlighter by @tonicandjins

Strange by @tonicandjins

Fantasy Faire by @babiemingoo

Guilty Pleasure by @shra-vasti

The Coat Controversy by @chocosvt

Good In Bed (M) by @bbugyu

Let Me Watch (With Soonyoung, Wonwoo & Mingyu) (M) by @kinksvt

Broken by @gamerwoo

Lavender by @viastro

Second Button by @shionwrites

⟡ Joshua Hong

↳ SM AUs

Little Secret by @haosvteen

Starstruck! by @cupidhaos

Fated By The Stars (With Jeonghan) by @viastro @sunlightwoo

You Were Beautiful by @viastro

↳ One Shots

Beautiful Day, Sunday Morning (M) by @fallinwoozi

Saudade by @tonicandjins

Lie To Me by @tonicandjins

(You’re In My) System by @ahloveisboo

Good Care by @hongnanglen-arina

Circles by @xfirebenderx

Build A Rocket With Me by @love-dreams

Paint By Numbers by @chocosvt

Phone Lines by @chocosvt

New Notifications by @dinoshaur-archive

Shotgun (M) by @gamerwoo

Two Drunks Walk Into A Dark Room by @gamerwoo

Fruit (M) by @onlyseokmins

Domino (M) by @universecorp

Room For Dessert (M) by @ahloveisboo​

⟡ Wen Junhui

↳ One Shots

Peanut by @tonicandjins

⟡ Kwon Soonyoung

↳ SM AUs

Let Me Hear You Say by @cherrycheolliesc

↳ Series

For Me (M) by @kwanisms

A Tiger’s Domination (M) by @onlyseokmins

↳ One Shots

Paper Knots by @noona-clock

Stars by @wonwoonlight

Things You Said That I Wasn’t Meant To Hear by @mingtiddies

What Tigers Do (M) by @odetojeons

Messages From You by @chillihansol

4PM, Don’t Be Late by @soundofseventeen

Wish by @chocosvt

Guilt Was An Ugly, Ugly Emotion by @atinykidult

Strawberry Bubblegum (M) by @hansolmates

Behind The Oak Door by @luvshuas

Stranger by @viastro​

Best Friend!Hoshi + Fem!Reader (M) by @97-liners​

⟡ Jeon Wonwoo

↳ One Shots

Love and Hatred: Weaknesses by @serenityseventeen

Game On (M) by @ahloveisboo

You Mean The World To Me by @svtskneecaps

Roommate With Benefits (M) by @shuaflix

⟡ Lee Jihoon

↳ SM AUs

Number One Fan by @gamerwoo

↳ One Shots

Unwrapped (M) by @tearsofsyrup

Things You Said But Didn’t Mean by @mingtiddies

We’ll Be Okay by @atinykidult

Empathetic by @moonlightdreamzz

Would You Still Love Me? by @freakyfriedrice

Paper Rings by @fallinwoozi

⟡ Lee Seokmin

↳ SM AUs

What Is Love? by @cupidhaos

↳ Series

Yuck! (M) by @lipglossjun

↳ One Shots

Friends To Lover (M) by @blushnote

⟡ Kim Mingyu

↳ One Shots

Lilac Lace (M) by @starlightxsvt

The Perils of Apartment Living (M) by @dontflailmenow

Jealous Roommate (M) by @sluttyminghao

Just Try by @kwanisms

Made Their Way Home by @viastro​

The Quiz by @secndlife​

⟡ Xu Minghao

⟡ Boo Seungkwan

↳ One Shots

Peckish (M) by @tearsofsyrup

⟡ Vernon Chwe

↳ SM AUs

Two Minus One by @twogyuu

Exposed by @gamerwoo

↳ Series

Buy A Boyfriend (M) by @fallinwoozi

↳ One Shots

Shower Thoughts (M) by @ally-127

Drunk On You by @hansolmates

I Didn’t Know That I Was Starving Till I Tasted You by @hansolmates

Love On The Line by @serendipitykpop

Prove It by @viastro

What Was Once Beautiful by @viastro

Jealous by @jejublr

⟡ Lee Chan

↳ SM AUs

Shit Show by @gamerwoo

↳ Series

And They Were Roommates (M) by @bitchlessdino

↳ One Shot

Virgin!Chan + Virgin Fem!Reader (M) by @blushnote

Caller #9 by @luvshuas

⟡ Hip Hop Unit

⟡ Vocal Unit

⟡ Performance Unit

⟡ OT13

↳ SM AUs

Retrouvailles by @wonunuu

Radio Star by @got-svt

Newsflash! | Move! by @cupidhaos

Network Love | Without You by @cherrycheolliesc

SEVENDREAM by @gamerwoo

By My Side by @grassywoozi

Hot Beans by @grassywoozi

Thank U, Next? by @shionwrites

↳ Series

Exes Confront Each Other by @by-moonflower​

[woozisnoots]

@haotheheckk @m4ng0mang0 @lcveletter @thekidultlife @shionwrites uhm uhhh uHHm😥 idk what to say, you guys are all super sweet and i love all of you v v much and i—

[thepixelelf]

Tagged by : @shionwrites thank you bb

I think most of my mutuals have been tagged already.... but if you want to, @photosynthesuns @ph0ebevix @skydivingstars I’d love to get to know you better!

appearance

i am over 5’5 (I’m exactly that) // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing over tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails (sometimes) // i typically wear makeup // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas (sketchers ftw) // i wear baseball caps backwards

hobbies and interests

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language (mandarin and german (both hardly)) // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own (not for very long tho...) // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with my friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand

relationships

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have hooked up with my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have had a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

aesthetics

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside (I used to but not much anymore) // the sound of chirping calms me (beautiful but not after an all-nighter) // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean (No Keep the Ocean Away from Me Please) // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

miscellaneous

i can fall asleep in moving vehicles // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote(s) // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least 3 dogs

[gamerwoo]

can i be added to the masterlist for the xperiments please?? 🥺💞

absolutely 💕

[cupidhaos]

um, could i perhaps... be on the tag list for move?? 🥺👉👈

I REALLY WANNA SAY YES BUT IM PRETTY SURE I REACHED THE LIMIT ON MENTIONING PEOPLE 😭😭😭 but if a spot ever opens up ill tag you 🥺

[jundotcom]

ynhoon shippers. ynjeonghan shippers. ynminghao shippers. yngyu shippers.

long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. then, everything changed when god ( @shionwrites ) attacked. only ming hey yo, friends with everyone, could stop her. but when the world needed him most, he vanished to china with his ex girlfriend.

[svtskneecaps]

hi~ could you add me to the i just see you taglist? i wanted to ask this for a long time but i never got around to it so i'm doing it before i forget again^.^ btw i really REALLY love all your works, they are amazing mwah<33

I HAD TO SCREENSHOT THE EMOTE FROM THE DISCORD LMAO BC IT JUST REALLY IS THE PERFECT EMOTION THANK YOU HONEY YOU'RE ON THERE

[hyuckshaze]

HYUCKSHAZE’S SEVENTEEN FIC RECS

NOTE ⇾‌ all warnings are listed on each of the individual fics!

✩‌ last updated: 01.05.21 ✩‌

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♡ - my favourites

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Seungcheol

‘rooting for you!’ - @svtntntn - teacher! seungcheol + teacher! reader -  ♡

‘the best place in town’ - @svtntntn - prince!seungcheol

‘give me a call’ - @muchomango - idol! seungcheol + rookie! reader

‘crush! au’ - @baekbaes - classmate! seungcheol 

‘taking chances’ - @mxxndreams - doctor! seungcheol + doctor! reader

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Jeonghan

‘rare’ - @gamerwoo - werewolf + imprinted! au

‘neighbour!au’ - @softhaos

‘his prize’ - @kpoppwriter - yandere! + mafia! jeonghan au

‘prince! au’ - @writers-leir - prince! jeonghan + gardener! reader -  ♡

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Joshua

‘hogwarts! au’ - @lovelylunarwriting - hufflepuff! josh + slytherin! reader

‘swindled’ - @viastro - poker player! joshua + poker player! reader -  ♡

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Jun

‘neighbour!au’ - @softhaos

‘constellations’ - @doycngs - college! au + roommate! jun au

‘the great autumnal compromise’ - @jungnoir - stranger! jun -  ♡

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Soonyoung

‘flash mob’ - @germgyuuu - shy dancer! soonyoung + anxious! reader au

‘friends to lovers! au’ - @writers-leir - childhood best friend! soonyoung

‘switch’ - @nothingatallspecialinanyway - soulmate! au -  ♡

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Wonwoo

‘that’s mine’ - @soundofseventeen - neighbour! au -  ♡

‘hogwarts! au’ - @lovelylunarwriting - ravenclaw! wonwoo + slytherin! reader

‘discomfort’ - @nothingatallspecialinanyway - soulmate! au

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Jihoon

‘hogwarts! au’ - @lovelylunarwriting - slytherin! jihoon + slytherin! reader

‘neighbour! au’ - @softhaos​

‘untitled’ - @pasteluji​ - single dad! jihoon + producer! jihoon -  ♡

‘worth the risk’ - @leejihoonownsmyheart - enemies to lovers! au

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Seokmin

‘guardian angel! au’ - @writers-leir - guardian angel! seokmin 

‘neighbour! au’ @softhaos

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Mingyu

‘soulmate!mingyu au’ - @ask-svt-hearteu​ -  ♡

‘9:16am’ - @shionwrites - boyfriend! mingyu au

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Minghao

‘cinnamon roll’ - @soundofseventeen - neighbour! au

‘muses’ - @memesolvernonchwe - strangers to lovers! au

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Seungkwan

‘neighbour! au’ - @softhaos

‘panic’ - @emileeknow - soulmate! au

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Hansol

‘prince! au’ - @writers-leir - prince! hansol + family friend! reader

‘neighbour! au’ - @softhaos

‘a hundred things i’ve learned about love’ - @thekidultlife - android! hansol -  ♡

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Chan

‘if you want, i’ll help you’ - @writers-leir - non idol! + soulmate!chan

‘rose quartz and serenity’ - @nothingatallspecialinanyway - soulmate! au

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[shion-yu]

A Safe Place (part 2) [day 7]

Cliff’s cough turns into something more serious. For @monthofsick Day 7 “Too feverish to think” and my @badthingshappenbingo space “Delirium”. Wasn’t expecting this to be more than 2 parts but the boys had other plans! 3,385 words, original work, TWs emeto, references to parental homophobia/abuse. [Part 1]

The night Cliff showed up soaked and feverish on the doorstep of Elliot’s family home, Elliot held him and stayed awake until dawn. Cliff was asleep, his overly warm body in Elliot’s arms. Elliot, on the other hand, was wide awake. He was disturbed by Cliff’s sudden appearance and the shape his boyfriend was in. He didn’t know what happened or how to deal with this. He was nineteen and usually he felt like that made him an adult, but right now all he wanted was to go wake his parents up for help. Of course he wasn’t going to turn Cliff away - he’d protect Cliff however he could - but the lack of context was maddening.

At seven, Elliot’s alarm for work went off. He left Cliff asleep in his bed and crept downstairs where he usually ate breakfast with his mom and dad before heading to work at his dad’s auto shop for the day. It was Saturday, so they were only open in the morning. Elliot never missed a day of work and was extremely reliable, but knew today he’d have to let his dad down - but first he had to tell his parents what happened. His dad was already working on one of the plates of toast on the table and his mom was packing the two of them lunch.

“Good morning honey,” his mom, Rachel said. His dad Giovanni nodded at him around a sip of orange juice. Elliot swallowed nervously, hovering awkwardly instead of sitting down.

“I need to tell you guys something and I hope you’re not too mad,” he said. His parents’ faces immediately grew serious and Rachel wiped her hands off and sat at the table. They looked at him expectantly. Elliot took a deep breath. “You know my boyfriend Cliff? Well... last night, he showed up at our door. He was soaking wet and didn’t have anything with him and I don’t know what happened, but... he’s in my bedroom.”

“You boyfriend’s here? In this house?” Giovanni repeated incredulously. Elliot nodded.

“Is he okay?” Rachel asked.

Elliot shook his head. “I don’t know. I think not really. He has a fever and his breathing sounds bad. I know I should’ve told you last night but it was like three in the morning and, I don’t know. I should’ve come to get you. But I’m really worried about him.”

Rachel just nodded, and Elliot felt a rush of relief that neither parent seemed like they were about to lecture him. At least not yet. “It sounds like he’s sick,” she said, “I’ll go take a look at him.”

“Please,” Elliot said. His mom was a nurse, but more importantly she was a mom and he didn’t know what to do in this situation all by himself. “And um, I’m sorry dad but I don’t think I can come to work today.”

Giovanni stood up and clapped him on the shoulder. “Do what you need to do today, alright kiddo?” Elliot gave him a quick side hug and hurried upstairs with his mom. Cliff was right where Elliot had left him, huddled under several blankets and his noisy breathing audible from the moment they stepped closer.

Elliot crouched in front of the bed and shook Cliff’s shoulder. “Cliffy? Wake up. I want my mom to take a look at you.” Cliff felt even hotter under Elliot’s hand than before, causing a pang of panic to run through Elliot’s body.

Cliff blinked awake sleepily, calm until he noticed Elliot’s mom in the room. Then his face turned to one of fear and he shook his head no, pushing away from Elliot as if the other side of the bed provided far more distance than it did. “No no, Cliff, it’s okay. She’s really nice. I know you don’t like being touched by other people but I think you’re really sick. Please let her look at you. For me?”

It took a few long seconds, but Cliff eventually acquiesced and pushed himself into a sitting position. His arms were shaking with effort and Elliot wrapped an arm around him so he could lean for support. Rachel gave Cliff a gentle smile and sat on the edge of the bed. “Hi Cliff, I’m Rachel,” she said in what Elliot knew to be her nurse voice. “Elliot’s told me so much about you. I’m really glad to meet you. You don’t look like you feel too good though right now, do you?”

Cliff didn’t confirm or deny, but clutched onto Elliot’s hand tightly. Rachel grabbed the thermometer from where Elliot had left it on the bedside table last night and held it up to Cliff. “Under your tongue please,” she said. Cliff obeyed. Elliot could feel him trembling. He watched as the number kept going up until it beeped and settled on a glowing 102.7. Rachel frowned and said, “I think we need to go to the doctor.”

It was as if something in Cliff snapped and his grip on Elliot became painfully tight. “No, no, no hospital,” he said. “I-I can’t go to the hospital. My dad - my dad’ll be mad. Please don’t make me.”

Elliot’s heart broke for Cliff. He knew Cliff’s parents weren’t very nice people, but this reaction seemed extreme. He remembered how Cliff had begged him not to go to the hospital when he had the flu, too. Rachel had a similar pitying expression on her face. “Cliff, honey, we need to make sure you’re okay. We can go to urgent care though, alright?”

Cliff settled down a little, but he still looked afraid. “Hear that Cliffy? Just urgent care. It’ll be super fast and your dad will never know.” It took several seconds, but finally Cliff nodded.

“You boys get ready to go and meet me downstairs,” Rachel told him, leaving them in the bedroom alone. Elliot sighed.

“Cliff... What happened?” He asked. It still felt the wrong time to question his boyfriend, but he felt like he needed to know before this went any further. This felt serious and he couldn’t keep running on speculation. He also doubted that Cliff would tell any doctor the whole story.

Cliff looked at him with exhausted, watery eyes. "I came out to my mom,” he said hoarsely. “It didn't go well."

"Did she hit you?" Elliot asked, feeling like his heart was in his throat. "Did she kick you out?"

"No," Cliff said quietly.

"Then why, in the middle of the night, in the rain...?"

Cliff shrugged. "I just had to get out of there," he said simply. "And I really needed you."

Elliot wanted to know more. He wanted to push Cliff to keep talking. But Cliff seemed so delicate and they really did need to get him to a doctor, so Elliot let it drop for now. “Well, you’ve got me baby. Let’s get you looked at and then we’ll be right back here in bed, okay?”

Getting Cliff to urgent care was like leading a child. He was sluggish and acted a little confused, which scared Elliot. His mom drove while Cliff laid in the backseat with his head in Elliot’s lap. Elliot helped him into the waiting room and then checked him in. The wait was thankfully not too bad, something Elliot was exceedingly grateful for as he listened to Cliff’s breathing become more labored. He had a cough that sounded wheezy and painful, and the secretary waved a mask at Elliot until Rachel grabbed it and helped Cliff put it on.

Cliff sat on the exam table once they were led to a room and had his vitals taken by a nurse. His temperature was 102.9 now and he was shivering. Elliot climbed onto the table next to him and let Cliff rest against him until the doctor came in. Cliff predictably clammed up when the doctor started asking questions, so Elliot explained that Cliff had spent the night in the rain and had asthma. The doctor listened to Cliff’s lungs and ordered a chest x-ray. “You said his temperature was low last night? Rebound hyperthermia can usually cause a fever afterwards, but a cough like this wouldn’t have shown up overnight. How long have you been sick, Cliff?”

“A while,” was the near whispered answer. Elliot squeezed Cliff’s forearm, urging him to elaborate. “Maybe three weeks.” Elliot felt his stomach drop. Cliff had been coughing for three weeks and his parents hadn’t said anything? His dad was a doctor for goodness sake.

The chest x-ray didn’t show pneumonia, the doctor said, but Cliff had definite bronchitis and needed to rest. He was prescribed a 4mg prednisone taper pack and a new inhaler, and then they were allowed to head home. By the time Rachel parked the car back at the house, Cliff’s face was a pasty white with a tinge of green. He stood up, then sat back down. "Dizzy?" Elliot asked. Cliff nodded minutely. "Okay. Just hold on to me and we'll walk really slow." Elliot supported Cliff into the house, wishing urgent care had given Cliff something for the fever while they were there.

It felt like a long way all the way back up to the second floor, but Elliot got Cliff into bed and tucked in before going to get some fresh water and something to eat for himself. His mom was waiting in the kitchen and said, “Okay, let’s talk honey. What’s going on here?”

“Honestly, I don’t know that much,” Elliot said tiredly, sitting at the table heavily. The half-night’s sleep and worry was getting to him. “Cliff said he came out to his mom and it didn’t go well and... I think they were abusive growing up. He’s really scared of them.”

Rachel looked sad and gave Elliot a hug. “Well, it seems like he trusts you more than anyone. Just let us know what we can do and we’ll do it,” she said. “He can stay here until school starts and then you guys can go back together.” Elliot hugged her back, so grateful that he had the parents he had and not Cliff’s.

“Thanks mom,” he said, unable to help tears from filling his eyes. School would start in two weeks. It wasn’t that long.

Elliot ate his now cold toast from earlier and then went back upstairs, expecting to find Cliff in bed. Instead he followed the sound of retching into the bathroom, where he found Cliff kneeling over the toilet seat throwing up quite violently. Elliot winced, glad he hadn’t given Cliff his steroid from the doctor yet. “Oh Cliff,” he sighed sadly, sitting next to him and rubbing Cliff’s back.

“This is gross, go away,” Cliff groaned, weakly trying to shrug him off. Another wave of vomit caused him to launch back over the toilet seat.

“It’s fine,” Elliot said. “You sat with me when I threw up, remember?”

“That was different, we were drunk,” Cliff managed to choke out. He coughed into the bowl, the water making the sound echo a little. He slumped forward, resting his forehead on the edge of the toilet miserably. “Everything’s spinning.”

Elliot wet a washcloth and rubbed it against Cliff’s hot, sweaty neck. Cliff shivered. “I’m right here,” Elliot said evenly. “Take your time.”

It was about five more minutes of Cliff intermittently gagging until Elliot was sure he had nothing left in him and pulled Cliff into his lap. He wiped the rest of Cliff’s face off, and his hands which had some of the puke on them. “Bed?”

“Don’t wanna throw up on you,” Cliff mumbled.

“There’s a trash can. You need to lie down and take your meds.” Elliot helped Cliff stand up, which proved to require some core strength with how heavily Cliff leant on him. They hobbled back to Elliot’s bedroom where Cliff collapsed onto the mattress, panting heavily. Elliot popped out the first doses of prednisone and two Tylenol into his hand and held them out to Cliff. “You’re supposed to eat with these...” He said, “Do you think you can - no, didn’t think so,” he didn’t finish the question when Cliff interrupted him with a loud whimper. “Okay, let’s just hope for the best.”

Cliff took the pills and his new inhaler, mumbling a weak, “Thanks.”

Elliot climbed into bed next to him and spooned Cliff protectively. “Thank you for going to the doctor,” he said. “Now you can rest.”

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Elliot had never heard someone cough the way Cliff had been coughing and he was extremely worried. In the week since Cliff had shown up unannounced, he’d been weak but after that first full weekend in bed his fever broke and he seemed a little better. He had been eating again and had become less painfully shy with Elliot’s parents. Elliot went to work with his dad the following week and Cliff seemed sick, but well enough to insist on helping out with the chores around the house. Rachel said he was a very good assistant.

Cliff told Elliot a bit about his internship this summer and one afternoon they even drove to get Cliff’s college stuff from his parents’ house at a time when Cliff was sure nobody would be home. There was no incident doing this and Cliff seemed like he was on the mend. It seemed as if their final week of summer vacation was going to be actually spent together having a little fun. Elliot’s father planned to release him from work for the season so he could spend the last week before school started getting ready and relaxing a bit. Elliot thought about all his favorite places that maybe he could bring Cliff, like his favorite state park.

That cough just wouldn’t go away though, especially at night. By the end of the week, Cliff's cough had grown much deeper and he seemed like he was in pain every time he did so. It was just the cough and a low grade fever though, so Elliot still hoped it would go away. That hope was shattered when he came home after work on Saturday at noon to find his boyfriend sitting up in bed, struggling to breathe. Cliff was clutching a fist to his chest and his face was contorted in pain. When he looked up at Elliot his eyes were glassy and unseeing.

“Cliff!” Elliot exclaimed in shock. Cliff had seemed mostly fine when he’d left this morning, what had changed? He pressed a hand to Cliff’s forehead and was able to feel a searing heat in the second before Cliff jerked away from him.

“Don’t touch me,” Cliff gasped. He looked angry, and Elliot felt hurt until Cliff added, “I’ll be good, I can go to school. Don’t call dad.”

“Cliffy, it’s me, Elliot,” Elliot said slowly, climbing onto the bed and holding his hands up when Cliff shuddered away from him. “Your mom and dad aren’t here. It’s just us.”

Cliff looked at Elliot suspiciously, his breathing labored. Elliot could hear that asthmatic wheeze back in his breath, but worse than that a deep, hollowed out noise underneath. “It’s just us,” Elliot repeated. “I promised you I’d never put my hands on you to hurt you, remember?”

It took a while, but finally Cliff nodded hesitantly, like he couldn’t quite trust that memory was real. “I don’t wanna go to school,” he mumbled. “M’tired.”

“Okay, that’s okay, no school,” Elliot reassured him. “Can we take your temperature?” Elliot slid the small instrument under Cliff’s tongue waiting anxiously for a reading. 103.2. Shit. Cliff had barely had a fever the past few days, mostly just a low one at night. Now it was noon and it was higher than ever. This didn’t seem right. Cliff whimpered in pain and wrapped his arms around himself. “What hurts?” Elliot asked.

“Chest,” Cliff said. It made a chill go down Elliot’s body. That was it. There was no begging it off this time, Cliff needed to go to the hospital. The question was how to get him there, because Elliot knew the second the word hospital was mentioned that Cliff would freak out. He racked his brain for a solution. They were the only ones home right now.

Cliff shivered and coughed that horrible deep cough that made Elliot’s stomach twist in pain. He knew Cliff might never trust him again if he did this, but he felt like he had no other choice. Cliff really needed help and he didn’t think urgent care was going to cut it this time. He made his decision. “Alright Cliff, my sweet guy,” he said. “I know you don't feel so good but we gotta go out for a bit.”

“Huh? Where?” Cliff asked suspiciously.

Elliot tried to keep an innocent expression. “Just out. Just for a bit. I need you with me though, can you do that for me?”

Elliot held his breath waiting for Cliff to answer, but finally Cliff nodded and said, “For you.” Elliot pushed down the guilt he was feeling and forced a smile at Cliff.

“You're the best,” Elliot forced himself to say with fake cheer. He coaxed Cliff into the car and drove well over the speed limit to the emergency room. He kept one eye on Cliff, anxious to get someone with medical knowledge to listen to that horrible cough that left Cliff gasping. Cliff seemed too out of it to notice when they pulled into the ER parking lot and Elliot took a deep breath, steeling himself for the inevitable fight Cliff would eventually put up.

“Cliff?”

“Hmm?” Cliff's eyes were closed, his face disturbingly pale and his chest heaving with the work of breathing. Elliot grit his teeth and forced himself to be truthful.

“We're at the hospital. I need you to get seen by a doctor.” Cliff’s eyes opened and immediately Elliot could see a mix of pain, fear and betrayal. He felt like the worst boyfriend in the world right now.

“You said we weren't going to the hospital,” Cliff’s voice wobbled. His eyes blurred with tears. “No way, I’m walking home,” he said.

Elliot, knowing Cliff had literally made his way here all the way from Newark last week, was afraid he actually would and grabbed Cliff's wrist. “Baby, please, listen to me. Cliff. You're so sick. I don't know what to do. Just let a doctor see you, we're not even in the city, your dad won't know.”

“He’ll figure it out,” Cliff said desperately, attempting to tug his arm away but Elliot didn't let go. Cliff was too weak to shake him off. “All I do is cause problems for them. I can’t.”

Elliot leaned forward so he was as close to Cliff as possible, his expression and tone begging. “Please Cliff. I’m going to protect you, but just come in with me. I’m scared. For me, please? If nothing else, for me?”

Elliot didn't think it was going to work. He physically slumped in relief when Cliff stopped pulling away and said, “Okay. For you, just this once.”

“Thank you,” Elliot gushed earnestly, squeezing Cliff's hand. “I love you, Cliff.”

“I love you too,” Cliff said, looking at Elliot with watery, exhausted eyes.

Elliot blinked in surprise. He wasn't expecting the first I Love You to come right now, or anywhere close to right now when he had just tricked and then pressured Cliff into going to the one place he was most afraid of. “You do?” He said, his voice high pitched.

Cliff nodded. “I do,” he said hoarsely. He was mostly looking at his lap but gave Elliot a sideways glance.

“Oh,” Elliot said. “Thanks, Cliff.” He wasn't sure what else to say, but Cliff looked embarrassed and was definitely clamming up, so he added, “That makes me happy. And I'm really grateful you trust me enough to get checked out. I’ll be right there the whole time.”

“Okay,” Cliff said. Another harsh coughing fit overtook him that lasted so long that by the end of it, tears were streaming down his face. He breathed sharply through his nose, trying to catch his breath. “Can't breathe, El.”

“I know. That's why we're here baby,” Elliot said worriedly. “Let's go in now.”

“Promise you won’t leave me?”

“I promise,” Elliot swore. “I’ve got you, Cliff.”

[Part 3]

[sunlightwoo]

just one second

☀︎ pairing: changmin x g.n reader

☀︎ genre: soulmate au, angst, fluff, warning: mentions of death because of changmin’s bond but nobody dies

☀︎ wc: 1069

☀︎ plot: he’s everything that you could ever ask for, knowing that somehow you were soulmates. there was nothing that he hasn’t done to prove you wrong, but for some reason, he tries to find all the ones to prove that maybe you weren’t truly meant to be.

☀︎ a/n: to one of my favorite people ever, @shionwrites​, i wish you one of the happiest birthdays ever and am sending you the biggest smooch ever <3 sorry if it’s a little sad i made sure that it ended on a good note since it’s inspired by cosmos, but also i hope that you (and everyone reading this) enjoys this piece

[ gina is listening to: cosmos by onewe ]

L.Y.I.A.L.G NAVI | TBZ MASTERLIST

You don’t know where you’re going. 

You’re in the passenger seat, staring at the hues of deep blues, purples and pinks mixed in with the sky as your heart feels captivated by the mere sight of. With your thoughts occupied by the colors of the world, your hand was in your lover’s own hand, warmth radiating your entire body despite it being the change of seasons into the autumn months.

Changmin feels overwhelmed as he holds your hand in his, thoughts running through his mind as he thinks about how cursed he is from his soulmate bond with you. He knew that you were soulmates because of the red neon words that hovered over how you were supposed to pass away, his curse of seeing how everyone but himself dies being at his advantage and his downfall to this cruel world that he lived in. 

The first time that he had met you was quite coincidental, because you weren’t supposed to meet in the first place since he was running late to his dance practice. However, the warmth in your eyes and lips had only meant no harm as he thought he should take a chance at loving someone rather than fearing the gift that he had been given. 

Until your first anniversary had come along, and your cause of death had finally appeared. 

“Bug, where are we going?” You whisper softly, squeezing his hand gently as you turn away from your window to give him a smile but all you could see was the furrowing of his eyebrows like he had been in deep thought for a while, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

He looks at you as if it were the last moment that he was ever going to spend it with just your presence by his side, and he wonders if you could only know what he could see in his eyes. To him, you were absolutely beautiful, like the stars that you found yourself under tonight as the lake in front of you shimmered and reflected the colored skies. He didn’t even realize that tears were starting to form at the corner of his eyes until he had felt your fingertips gently wipe away a stray one that fell against his cheek. 

“Nothing, love. Just overwhelmed with everything, and being here with you tonight feels like I can breathe normally again.” He chuckles quietly, a staggered breath leaving his lungs and he doesn’t miss the soft pout that forms on your lips as you place a kiss against his forehead when you pull his face closer to yours. 

You had absolutely no idea. 

He sees a timer slowly countdown in his head the longer that he stares into your eyes that were just centimeters away from yours, hoping that what he does will possibly save you. A fire; there was no way that you could die from a fire if he were to take you to a beach and just spend the rest of your night there under the constellations, wishing that you didn’t have to go through a tragedy and instead just stay with him forever.

He knew that you were soulmates, not just from the neon red, but from your soulmate bond also which was the red string that connected your pinkies together. You had shown him your mark and right where there was a red ring around your pinky had created a replica of it on his own pinky, realizing that fate had finally presented you two to one another. 

“A beach? What’s the occasion?” You ask, once the two of you finally arrived and had sat on the hood of his old beat up impala, looking out into the sunset and there’s once again tears in his eyes as he silently stared at the red neon above your head with so much regret. 

“I want to save you, the same way that you saved me.” 

The words that had left his mouth makes you turn to look at him in confusion, but you don’t want to question it because it seemed very important to him where he might not have been ready to tell you. There was pain ridden in his eyes, almost as though he had lost something, and you wanted to ask what it was, until you had connected the dots.

You remembered him mentioning what his cursed bond was, in which he was able to see how everyone was able to pass away, a memory of you asking what yours was and now you had realized. He had lied about the truth of how you died so that you can make the best of your memories together as soulmates, and maybe this moment was supposed to be how you were supposed to die and that he was trying to prevent it. 

“Changmin…”

“I just want you to stay for just one more second…” He says, gently holding your hand into his and the colors of the sky are slowly disappearing into his own eyes as the night sky is now arriving, “Please, just one more…”

There’s a shaky breath that escapes your lips and you nod in response, deciding to just stay one more second and to not ask what yours was. If it was as bad as he had made it out to be, you would’ve been terrified too if you were in his position. There’s a squeeze that he creates with your hand in his, and you squeeze his hand back until you can see him looking at what must’ve been how you were supposed to die above your head. 

Natural Death. 

A relieved smile paints his lips as he feels the burden leave his heart and he tugs you close so that you are now in his embrace, the warmth from his chest moving into yours as he saves you in a way that he hopes won’t cause a domino effect. Instead, he just takes this moment to just appreciate the fact that you weren’t going to leave him anytime soon, not worrying about the consequences of fate and the universe but love you until the end of time.

“I love you, Bug.” He mumbles quietly into your hair, a kiss pressed into it as he holds onto you for a little second later and you smile into his chest as you could only wish to be with him as your soulmate. 

“I love you too, Changmin.”

[woozisnoots]

If you receive this, send it to 10 people you love & appreciate and try not to break the chain. 💞✨

ALY I’M YOUR BIGGEST FAN HAVE I SAID THAT YET?? we don’t talk as much but i would like to 🥺 ,,,, if that’s okay with you? 🤧🥺👉👈

[thepixelelf]

@shionwrites it has been done.

[viastro]

ahh, i love your stories🥺i’ve read all of them once, at least! i am curious though, do you know of any other seventeen writers? i haven’t found too many seventeen writers but i am mostly following bts blogs tbh

omg thank you so much brinna !! i appreciate it a lot </333 and i haven’t read many svt oneshots as of recently but here’s some writers i’ll rec !!

@gamerwoo 🫂 i love rocket’s fics with everything in me.

@chocosvt

@soundofseventeen

@thepixelelf

@escapewriter

@grassywoozi

@shionwrites

@still-lonely

@sunlightwoo (on hiatus for writing for svt)

@kthpurplesyou

@spookyhyuck

@chilligyu

@joshuas

@sincerelyskye

and then you can find a lot of other svt writers that i most definitely missed (sorry i have a really bad memory) on these accounts:

@tctcreators

@caratwritersclub

[cupidhaos]

wonwoo is best boi rn don’t even @ me 😭😭❤️

wonwoo 🥰🥰🥰