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Oh my god that Jeongcheol drabble was absolutely adorable! *^* Short and sweet (just like the Ferrero Seungcheol gave Jeonghan 😏). Thank you for the amazing one shot and keep writing! <3

omg thank you very much for the warm message ;;__;; i’ll try to write more! this kind of encouragement boosts up my self-esteem since i’m not really confident about my own writing :( thank you thank you thank you anon! <3

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jeongcheol;library;winter

dear anon! sorry for the late reply, and I hope you enjoy this ❤

anyway! since I’m already free now, I’m open to requests! ❤  not only jeongcheol, but other ships are welcomed ❤

warning; unbetaed

Running his fingers through his long, brown hair, Jeonghansighs in exasperation as he cannot seem to get the abstract theories aboutcommunication into his brain.

He has been studying for 2 hours straight without any rest,and in the time span, he swears no one is coming to the library since he doesn’tcatch any sight of other people other than him and the scrawny, grumpylibrarian.

Of course, no one would be coming to the library four daysbefore Christmas, he thinks, chewing on the cap of his highlighter.

If it is not for his final exam tomorrow, he wouldn’t behere accompanied by book and papers spread out messily. The fact that heforgets to bring any hair ties only making it worse; his hair keeps getting inthe way whenever he bows his head down even for a bit.

He should’ve accepted Jisoo’s invitation to study at theirfavorite café, but Jeonghan declined since he is short of money afterpurchasing the designer that costs almost half of his monthly budget. Hisfriend offered to pay though, but Jeonghan only shook his head because theother pays for him almost all the time.Damn him and his infinite money.

Also, being a Yoon Jeonghan he is, he doesn’t wish to walkunder the heavy, cold snow to the café three blocks away from the campusbuilding.

He is in the middle of reading the third paragraph of thepage 239 when the chair across him is pulled and a backpack is placed on top ofthe table.

The long haired boy peers up, and his eyes widen for a bitas he sees a familiar face.

Choi Seungcheol.

The boy who shares the Global English class with him a.k.athe captain of university’s basketball team.

The said boy throws him a smile, and Jeonghan can feel hischeeks heating up.

He quickly nods and returns the smile before going back tohis task, mentally cursing himself as his concentration now seems to evaporatecompletely.

Out of the all theempty seats in the library, why does he have to sit there?  

No, Jeonghan definitely doesn’t have a crush on him. Definitely not. He just finds him a tadbit more attractive than any other of his classmates and friends.

Seungcheol sits down across him and rummages through hisbackpack, whether to take his books out or something—Jeonghan doesn’t know andtries hard not to care.

Jeonghan is trying to write down a tiny note beside theparagraph using his bright, yellow highlighter when something is pushed to his lineof sight.

Putting his highlighter down, he blinks at a small box of Ferrero Rocher with a post it sticks tothe lid.

Have some.

Jeonghan doesn’t know how to react to this—he rarely talkswith the other boy in class, and now he is offering some chocolates for him? Justwhat is on his mind, really?

He hesitates for a moment, stealing a glance at thelibrarian who is currently busy with the computer before looking at Seungcheol,only to be greeted by an encouraging nod.

Finally, he decides to give in and takes one of thechocolates, silently tearing the wrapper since he doesn’t want to be scoldedfor eating in the library by Ms. Kim.

Taking a small bite, Jeonghan sighs in content, eyessearching for Seungcheol’s. The other boy’s smile grows even wider, and hecannot help but let his heart beats faster against his rib cage.

Jeonghan mouths a ‘thank you’ before finishing hischocolate, crumpling the wrapper in his hand and setting it on the table.

He doesn’t expect what comes next, though.

Seungcheol leans closer to stick another note on thechocolate box, and Jeonghan almost gurgles when he reads the other’s messyhandwriting,

I’ve been dying to askthis: Can I have your number?

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snapchat →  {scoupsdetat}

in which seungcheol & jeonghan are playful boyfriends ♡

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love like oxygen.

pairing: scoups/jeonghan

genre: fluff

rating: pg-13

word count: 789 words

It was Sunday morning, which meant no morning class, no club meetings. For Jeonghan, it was a golden opportunity in which he could sleep more to pay his sleeping debt for the week.

love like oxygen; scoups/jeonghan

 It’s Sunday morning, which meant no morning class, no club meetings. For Jeonghan, it’s a golden opportunity in which he could sleep more to pay his sleeping debt for the week.

 Or so he thought.

 He was in a deep sleep until he felt a pair of warm lips on his skin, kissing a line down his bare back along with hushed sweet compliments. The long-haired male let out a weak sound of protest, pulling the blanket up in hoping for the intruder to stop and let him sleep a little bit more. Instead of stopping, the intruder only traveled down further, his warm, big hand caressing the prominent bone of Jeonghan’s hip, “Shh… Sleep more.”  

The husky voice and the ticklish touch sent shiver up Jeonghan’s spine, his toes curling beneath the blanket, “Seungcheol- stop.” The younger tried to wriggle out from the other’s embrace, but only to be pulled flushed against Seungcheol’s front. The older’s nose found his favorite spot on Jeonghan’s neck in no time, nuzzling the soft skin, “No.”

Jeonghan was wide awake by the time Seungcheol had managed to nibble a mark on the spot that was a little bit too high for a shirt to cover, struggling in the older’s strong arms, “Seung- Ah! Stop!” Seungcheol, of course, did not buy to the other’s protest and tightened the hold around Jeonghan, “Make me.”

Seungcheol’s words eventually riled him up; He elbowed the other’s side none too gently and managed to escape from his tight embrace, scooting farther away and leaving the older groaning in pain.

After he thought he finally could sleep for another five or ten minutes, he felt a sudden weight on top of him. Unable to ignore the attention and the stare given to him, the corner of his lips twitched. Seungcheol supported himself up with his elbow on the either side of Jeonghan’s head and looked down at him, all frowning and pouting, “How dare you do that.”

The boy beneath turned to lie on his back, reaching up to pinch the other’s cheeks in bemusement, “I’m tired and sleepy.” Seungcheol lowered his head and mouthed at Jeonghan’s jaw, murmuring, “And I missed you.”

The older’s confession had Jeonghan sighed, wrapping his arms around Seungcheol’s neck, “I’m always here, silly.”

The other only shook his head, “You were busy with school. You didn’t even greet me a good morning yesterday.”

Jeonghan sighed again, fingertips playing with Seungcheol’s baby hair on the back of his neck, “Seungcheol, you know that I have to pass all of this semester classes if I wish to graduate next year.” The brunet nodded, fully knowing the younger’s plan on graduating early by heart, but that did not mean he appreciated Jeonghan’s busy schedule that took most of their precious time together. “I know that, but that doesn’t mean you can ignore your boyfriend. You didn’t even eat the sandwich I made for you yesterday as well.”

The long-haired male bit his lip, suddenly feeling guilty for paying less attention to his boyfriend lately. He slid his hands down Seungcheol’s back and drew soothing circles on the other’s shoulder blades, “Sorry… I was in a hurry.” He cupped the latter’s cheeks, looking into the other’s deep, mesmerizing eyes as he stroked his cheeks with his thumbs, “What can I do to make it up to you?”

The brunet hummed before shaking his head, planting a soft, chaste kiss on Jeonghan’s lips, “Last night was already enough.” Seungcheol’s lips found Jeonghan’s again, this time longer and slower, like they had all the time in the world. The younger dragged his tongue across Seungcheol’s lower lip, drawing a groan from the other.

Seungcheol’s hand gently caressed the younger’s exposed torso, eyes closed shut as he let his tongue to swirl around Jeonghan’s. Teasing fingertips moved lower and lower, past the long-haired’s hip down to his th-

And Seungcheol’s alarm went off.

Both of them groaned in unison at the blaring sound coming from Seungcheol’s phone on the bedside table, glaring at the said device. Seungcheol  eventually slipped off from on top of the other male, bare toes curling against the cold floor as he reached for his phone to turn the alarm off.

Jeonghan watched as the older ran his long fingers through his bird nest hair, pulling the cover up to his bare chest, “I’m going to sleep more, then. Don’t wake me up unless something is worth my precious sleep.”

Seungcheol grinned as he stole a glance at the younger, “Breakfast?”

Jeonghan nodded slightly, sleepiness began  wash over him, “You can wake me up for breakfast.”

The sleepy answer from Jeonghan got the other chuckling, leaning down to kiss his temple.

 “Alright.”

a/n: it’s been two years since the last time i wrote and this is my first seventeen fic. ever. i hope it turns out okay! and if anyone wants to request, you can send me a prompt and i’ll make a short drabble of it <3

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ㅤㅤ Based on the poem ‘but you didn’t’.

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one gifset per trainee: kconic ent. trainee kim hyongeun

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I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you

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seungcheol//junghan

In which Seungcheol is a protective boyfriend, and Junghan loves him just the way he is.

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jeongcheol // requested by hansoltv

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these children who can’t stop playing “mission impossible”

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joyri ♡

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🙈love equation🌸151231

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