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Kinktober '23: Bondage | Boo Seungkwan

Pairing: Camboy!Boo Seungkwan x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut (minors DO NOT interact), roommates to lovers, Camboy AU

Summary: Seungkwan is a camboy and after months of trying, he invites you, his best friend, to help him spice up one of his streams

WC: 5.8k

Warnings: Pet names (pretty girl, pretty, baby), fingering, unprotected sex (be smart), light bondage, some voyeurism and exhibitionism aspects, prominent sub space, spanking, multiple orgasms (fem receiving), Seungkwan is such a soft dom in this but he doesn't take any shit

A/N: Yall I know it's been a long time but I refuse to give up and honestly?? I kinda ate with this one. If you like it, please check out my commission and donation links, drop a comment or a reblog, it would be appreciated!

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Living with Seungkwan was nice. He had friends over sometimes, and they could get a little loud sometimes, but they were always polite towards you, and they really did try not to cause problems for you. Seungkwan himself was a good friend, someone you knew you could rely on to handle the grocery trips when you were busy, or to keep the dishes done up. He was a shoulder you could lean on, which might have something to do with the two of you meeting during what was, objectively speaking, your worst year of college.

Maybe the best thing about Seungkwan was that no matter how much he would tease you, he never judged your decisions, and you never judged his. It was easy for the two of you to mind your own business. So it was a bit of a surprise when he came bursting into your room after a couple sharp knocks. He didn’t wait for an answer, and you were grateful that you were actually wearing pants this time.

“Hey, quick question. Are you busy tomorrow night?” He asked. You looked up at where he was standing just inside your doorway.

“Hello to you too, Kwannie,” You said, sitting up in bed and stretching your arms over your head. You didn’t catch the way his eyes flicked down to the sliver of your stomach that exposed itself. “You should really learn to knock. I could have been busy. Or, like, changing or something.”

“Y/N,” He whined, jutting out his bottom lip into a dramatic pout. You whined back before huffing.

“Relax, relax. I’m sorry. No, I’m not doing anything tomorrow night. Why?”

He moved to flop onto the end of your bed.

“Okay, so you know how I do streams, right?” He asked. You nodded, remembering how awkward the conversation had been when he’d explained it, how nervous he was to tell you that he had a side hustle as a camboy. You, however, hadn’t thought anything much about it, which you could tell helped ease his mind. It never mattered to you what he did in his free time, especially when his pocket money bought you little treats from everywhere he went. Besides, anyone as hot as Seungkwan would be a fool not to profit off of their looks in one way or another.

“Mhm,” You hardly looked up from your phone, just enough to urge him to continue talking.

“So…I had an idea for how to change it up this week but I need help.” He said. That had you putting your phone down. What exactly was he asking of you?

“Look, if we’re going to a sex store, you’re paying.” You said. You watched a faded pink crawl up his neck, and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“I wasn’t gonna suggest that. I think I have everything I need for now. It’s just a weird request, so you can’t freak out on me. I’m warning you!”

“Consider me warned,” You motioned for him to carry on.

“Would you want to join me for the stream? Like…let me touch you or whatever?”

You lost any semblance of coherent thoughts at his question. Sure, you knew that Seungkwan masturbated for strangers on the internet, and you knew he’d offhandedly mentioned how people would be interested in seeing him with a partner, but you knew he’d never wanted to share something like that with anyone he didn’t trust inside and out. More than freaking you out, the invitation flattered you (and maybe sparked a heat low in your stomach). He trusted you enough to invite you into his most vulnerable space.

Unfortunately, your silence on the matter did nothing but make him nervous.

“You can just say no, I’m not gonna be mad.” He said, moving to get up. You frowned, reaching to catch his hand and stop him before he got too far.

“I wasn’t gonna say no. I was just thinking is all.” You said with a shrug. “I know you wanna make your undying fans happy, but I don’t want you to bring me into this unless it’s something you’re absolutely sure about.”

Your sincerity seemed to catch him off guard, but he shook it quickly except for the curling warmth rising in his chest.

‘I wouldn’t have asked you if I wasn’t sure. I’ve been meaning to ask you for a couple months. Didn’t know how to without making it…weird.”

“It’s us, Kwan, aren’t things always weird?” You teased him. You watched the way the tension washed out of him, the way his shoulders relaxed, and you found yourself relaxing with him.

A little over twenty-four hours had passed when you found yourself stepping into Seungkwan’s bedroom. It was odd, and the nerves were beginning to settle in your stomach. It’s not like you were some fresh and pure virgin, and if there was anyone that you trusted to fuck you on camera in front of dozens - if not hundreds - of people, it was Seungkwan. But now you were about to have your entire body on display, about to hand over the reins and let him do as he saw fit for the people watching him. The people watching you.

“You can make yourself comfortable,” He said, motioning towards his bed. You’d been inside his room plenty of times, and maybe you’d taken a peek at his streams once or twice, just to see what exactly it was he did, but this felt different. You knew what this room looked like from almost every angle, but seeing it like this in person and not through the tiny screen of your phone was new. The purple LED lights set the mood, washing his room in a cool glow that made the entire place feel like it was moving in slow motion.

You perched on the end of his bed, watching the ease with which he moved around, the confidence in his stride. It wasn’t unfamiliar, this version of him where he took up space and commanded a room, but the context added something in it that sent ripples through the pool of arousal settling into your stomach. He sat in his desk chair, adjusting his set up and bobbing his head to the quiet music that he had playing in the background. You admired the way that the dim lighting washed over him, casting shadows against his already stunning features and making him that much harder to look away from.

“Did you hear me?” He asked. You blinked the lust out of your eyes and gave him an apologetic smile instead of an answer. “If you’re nervous you can say so. We don’t have to do this.”

He could see through you without even trying. Damn him and his observant nature.

“I’m fine, seriously. I want to do this with you. New experiences or whatever, right?” You rolled your neck in a slow circle, letting your shoulders lift up and drop back, stretching the nerves out of your muscles and forcing yourself to relax. This wasn’t you, you weren’t generally so uptight. “What was it you were saying?”

“The set up over here will have the stream on it. If you’re worried about what people will see, you can check it on this one.” He nodded towards one of the screens in question, then pointed to the next one. “That one will have the chat on it.”

You nodded along, listening to him explain the set up and showing you what the viewers would see, it was exactly what you’d expected it to be, nothing too intimidating. Still, you were grateful for his explanations and reassurance.

“And you’re just gonna…fuck me?” You asked, not entirely sure what to expect. You’d discussed your limits, established a safeword for if you needed out. You’d talked about what you were into, what you’d never tried before, going to extents that made you squirm. By this point, you were pretty sure that Seungkwan knew your sexual preferences better than any partner you’d ever had in the past.

Seungkwan laughed, and the sound seemed into your bones, washing away the last of your worries. That was your Seungkwan, you were safe in his hands.

“Not right away. Gonna talk to the chat, touch you, get everyone all worked up. You don’t have to say anything, just follow my lead. Listen to my voice. Let me make you feel good. The teasing is half the fun, it’s the part they always like the most.”

He was speaking so casually, but the certainty in his voice was doing something to you. You nodded, trying to picture how things were going to happen. Where would he touch you? Would he be able to find all the places that made you squirm or would he be too preoccupied with his chit-chat?

“Then I’ll do what we talked about. Play with you, make sure you feel good. It really is about you this time around.”

This time around. It implied he’d bring you back, put on another show with you, maybe a bit more selfishly. One that was about him next time. You remembered how he’d explained that his fans wanted to see how he’d take care of a partner, presumably to imagine it was them. That was fine by you, and if you held a little piece of something special with Seungkwan, well, that was nobody’s business but your own.

He went through the process of getting the stream ready, and you say quietly, watching him slip into his element. It reminded you of when he’d host get-togethers for your friends, how careful he was to make sure that everything was perfect so nobody had to worry about a thing. You wondered if he’d do the same thing when he was playing with you.

“Camera on in one minute.” He said, moving so he was propped against his pillows, guiding you to sit between his legs. You did as he said, pressing your back to his front and leaning your head back into his shoulder, nervous eyes trained on the screen where the two of you were sitting. It gave a perfect view of the two of you, his arms wrapped around you, hands settling against your lower stomach, and his fingers tracing against the waistband of your pants.

The viewers started rolling in just after the stream started, dedicated viewers who expected him just like clockwork. They greeted him with nothing but adoration and excitement, and Seungkwan greeted them back, calling some of them by name and thanking them for their tips on the last steam, insisting that he’d put on a good show again, that he’d work hard to meet their standards.

You really weren’t paying too much attention to what he was saying, just listening to that smooth cadence of his voice and feeling the way his hands brushed down over your exposed thighs, thumbs tracing the line of the shorts you’d put on for this. His hands were warm and smooth, kneading at the flesh of your thighs and dragging his dull nails against the insides of them. You wondered if he noticed the way your body was melting into him with each pass of his palms against your skin.

After several minutes of focusing on nothing but the heat thrumming in your stomach, you found yourself fighting the urge to wiggle, and then he was riding his hands higher, stroking up your sies and pushing your shirt out of the way so that he could slip underneath, caressing your sids, along your stomach, swirling shapes that blended in with the dips of his voice as he spoke to the camera.

You’d very nearly forgotten the viewers, so focused in on the way that Seungkwan was familiarizing himself with your body. Nobody had ever taken this much time to touch you without even taking off your shirt. You had a fleeting thought that maybe you’d have to worry about that eventually, about him being able to take you apart and put you back together better than anyone else you knew. That thought, however, slipped through your fingers when his hands moved up to cup your breasts over your bra. The touch made your back arch involuntarily, chasing more pressure, more skin on skin contact, more anything because that simply wasn’t cutting it.

He laughed, voice swirling in your head and fogging it up enough that you didn’t even have time to be insecure when he pulled your shirt off and cast it aside. You opened your eyes, the glaring image of the two of you catching your attention, and the red light staring back at your nearly bare torso. You chewed on your lip, and Seungkwan dipped closer so that the mic wouldn’t pick up his voice.

“Are you okay?” He asked. You nodded slowly, and his lips ghosted over the weak spot just below your ear. Your breath hitched when he flicked his tongue over it, waiting until your muscles gave out on you to suckle on it, drawing the tiniest whine from you. Then he huffed out a chuckle against the shell of your ear. “Good. I’m not done with you yet.”

His voice was dark, heady, and you were spinning in the abyss of it. The room felt like it was tilting at an odd angle, your stomach flip flopping and your body being held up only by the arm he had wrapped around you again, keeping you steady against him while he teased the curve of your cleavage above your bra.

“Yeah, she’s never been on camera before,” He said, voice no longer aimed towards you, but back at the audience that was becoming more and more antsy to have his attention back. You remembered then that people were watching you, watching the way that the slightest touch from him had you pressing your thighs together for a sliver of friction. “I know, she’s so pretty, isn’t she?”

A warmth crept into your cheeks at the easy praise, words spilling out as if you weren’t even there. It shouldn’t have turned you on the way that it did, but you couldn’t deny the wetness dampening your panties as his fingers dipped under the cups of your bra, tugging them down slowly enough for you to stop him if you wanted. You didn’t want to. So he pulled the fabric down under your breasts and let his hands idly knead at them. He wasn’t chasing your pleasure the way that you were, just taking his time touching you as his eyes scanned the chat screen. The praise, the requests for him to strip with you, the ones asking to see more of you.

You didn't notice it in your state, so focused on his touch that you weren’t even looking at him on the screen, but a sort of heated jealousy flickered across his face. He didn’t mind sharing you with his audience, that’s what had gotten you into his bed in the first place, but he didn’t like the idea of letting them take over, letting them make you feel good instead while he just followed their orders.

His fingers got harsher, brushing against your nipples before pinching them between his fingertips and rolling them. You whined, back arching to ease some of the sharp pain, and he bit back a devastated sound at how pretty you sounded. For him.

His eyes returned to the screen, reading the comments as they rushed by, thanking people for the tips rolling in as he continued to pinch and tweak your sensitive buds. He tugged and twisted, flicked at them until you were nearly panting, legs desperately pressing together as if that would make you less of a worked up mess.

“Stay still,” He mumbled sharply, easing up on his torment and instead kneading your breasts in large, warm palms as if to soothe the sting of arousal that he’d caused.

He continued like that, hands suddenly gentle and much more patient than you could stand. You whimpered after a few moments of his attention straying front ou, your hand finding his wrist and guiding it with feather light touches towards the waistband of your shorts. He laughed.

“Need something, baby?” He asked. The name was new, and it only sent your mind spiraling further into depraved desperation.

“Need you. Please?” You said, and it was quiet enough that you weren’t even sure if it could be heard through the stream. The only reassurance that your begging was noticed was the influx of pinging as more and more money rolled in.

“Need me? Im right here, pretty girl. What could you need?” He taunted, and you huffed.

“Need you to touch me. Wanna cum,” You said, the world around you fading out completely as you gave him exactly what he was looking for. He seemed satisfied, nudging you to sit up straighter so that he could pull his shirt off and discard it. Then he was pulling you back, pressing your bare skin to his, radiating warmth that had you melting, your skin burning with want, and need, and pure molten lava at that point.

Once you were settled back, he pushed your shorts out of his way, guiding them down your soft thighs so you could kick them off, leaving you just in the flimsiest, cutest pair of panties that you owned. The scrap of fabric barely covered you to begin with, and it was nearly transparent with your wetness, stuck to your folds. Seungkwan reached down, hooking your legs over his so he could hold you open for everyone to see, his fingers tracing your exposed thighs and leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake.

You tried not to fold the moment you got his attention, you really did, but it was easier said than down when his touch skirted along the edge of your panties, so horribly close to your pussy that it made your hips back and your voice come out as a trembling whimper.

“Can you guys see how wet she is?” He asked, his voice dripping pure charm that only served to make your hold leak a little more. Then his fingers were pressing your panties against you, dragging them against your slicked clit in slow, torturous circles. You nearly sobbed, eyes opening to look up at him. The face that he looked breathtaking even from this angle was cruel, downright killer.

“She’s soaked already. You know, I knew she’d like being watched but I think she likes it almost as much as I do,” He laughed, and you huffed in protest, but he didn’t stop his touch regardless. “How many times do you think we can make her cum? Two? Three?”

You couldn’t bite your tongue this time, a scoff slipping out as your frustration built enough to sting between your thighs.

“Haven’t even proved you could make me cum once. How could they know how many times? Maybe one of them should just fuck me instead. Bet they’d be nice to me.” You snapped. You realized your mistake the moment you spoke. Seungkwan’s fingers stilled, his other hand coming up to grasp at your waist, tugging you hard enough that you couldn’t even consider not giving in. He guided you to flip over, settling you over his lap.

“Is that how you talk to me?” He asked, tugging your panties down to expose the curve of your ass to the cool air of his room. You shook your head harshly, trying to mumble out apologies, but only managing a series of pouty whines and please that he didn’t seem interested in listening to. “I didn’t fucking think so. I know you have manners, let’s make sure you use them next time.”

His hand came down, harsh and stinging against one side of your ass, your hips jolting and scrambling to escape the pain. He pulled them back into place, kneading your ass cheek beneath his palm.

“What do you say?” He asked. You buried your face in your arm, turning just enough to peek at him out of the corner of your eye.

“I’m sorry, baby, please,” You whimpered. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

“Oh, you promise?” He taunted. You didn’t have a chance to answer before he was spanking you again. This time it was less hard, but followed by two more just as quickly. You yelped, kicking your feet up helplessly to try and protect your backside. He just pushed them down, taking a moment to rub at the abused flesh before giving you one more. You sniffled, though there weren’t any tears, just a pathetic thrum of humiliation and arousal washing over you.

“I’m sorry,” You mumbled, nuzzling into his thigh and leaving a soft kiss there as if it would take away from your misbehavior.

“Thank you pretty girl. Did so well for me.” He praised, tipping your head up and leaning down to kiss you. The feeling took you by surprise, the softness of his lips against yours wasn’t something that had gone unimagined, but it was better in real life, and so vastly opposite his harsh discipline from moments before. Nevertheless, it was chaste, and his eyes were still dark when he pulled away.

“I think you deserve a reward for being so good. Used your manners and everything.” He brushed his fingers down the curve of your jaw, gentle and adoring, then his eyes flicked up towards the camera. “What do you think? Is it time for a reward?”

His voice was sweet, and you wiggled your hips, half hoping that it would sway the viewers to your side and coax him into making you cum. Your pussy was throbbing with the need to be touched, to be spread open and stretched out, and the feeling was beginning to become uncomfortable.

He hummed, not speaking as he read the comments, just carefully focusing on the scroll of words that you weren’t in the headspace to make out. Then he was knocking your thighs apart, keeping you laid out there over his lap, and sliding his fingers down to your needy cunt. He spread your wetness along your lower lips, coating his skin in it before stopping to flick them harshly along your clit, back and forth at such a pace that you wanted to close your thighs. The only thing keeping them open was his forearm laid against one of them and the awkward position that he had you laid in.

You bit back a desperate whine as your orgasm crashed into you surprisingly fast, your body writhing in his lap as he continued to work you through it, rubbing fast circles against your clit and leaving your walls to clench and flutter, unsatisfyingly empty. The orgasm did nothing but make you more desperate for him.

“Please,” You whined as you came down from it, need burning hot and heavy in your lower stomach. He smiled, using his clean hand to stroke your hair away from your face. “Wanna feel you inside,”

He groaned, although it was nearly closer to a whine, wordlessly complaining about your impatience, and the effect it was having on him, and how it was no doubt ruining his carefully thought out plans for the stream. He pouted, bottom lip jutting out at the camera as he read the influx of comments.

“Aish,” He hissed under his breath. “Whose side are you on, anyway?”

You processed that he was talking to his viewers as he maneuvered you off of his lap so he could stand up. The bulge in his pants was obvious, the outline of his cock showing against the soft fabric. He didn’t do anything about it though, pulling you carefully to sit up instead, your back turned to the camera and you perched up on your knees. He pulled a spool of dark blue rope from his bedside drawer, moving your arms behind your back and carefully wrapping your wrists, trying your forearms together and giving them a tug. You hummed out a sound at the feeling, the slightest strain tugging in your shoulders and the rope rubbing against your arms leaving you with even more lava rushing through your veins.

He tipped your head up, making you look at him and silently questioning if you were comfortable enough. You nodded ever so slightly, looking up at your roommate with the widest lust blown eyes as if that would make him speed this whole ordeal up. You knew better though, knew he wouldn’t go easy on you. Especially not when you had an entire crowd to entertain.

“Needy little whore. Cute,” He hummed, pulling you around so that your back was facing him, your profiles to the camera. He pulled you back by your upper arm, catching you steadily against his chest when your balance gave way to his force. He reached around you, turning your chin up to catch your lips in a fast, messy kiss. It was all tongue, and saliva, and the taste of him as he practically devoured your mouth.

His hands roamed down your front, tracing your curves, down your stomach, before finally finding their way to your dripping core. He pulled your legs open wider, not caring about the little whimper that you let out in response to losing your balance again. After all, he had no intentions of letting you fall, and maybe you had a habit of forgetting how strong he was until he was keeping you upright with a single arm around you.

Two of his fingers slid through your folds, spreading them open for a third to tease against your hungry hole, sliding in slowly before sliding right back out and continuing to tease you. You were too breathless to complain, his lips leaving yours and dripping wet kisses down your neck and shoulder, then back up again, nipping at your earlobe before sucking what you were sure would be a very bold mark at the crook of your neck.

Then two of his fingers were filling you up, and your body threatened to fall forward, your legs trying to snap shut around his hand but in no position to do so. So instead he continued working you open, fingers fucking into you with the lewdest sound, pushing your wetness out and letting it run down his hand as he worked you open for him. You could feel his impatience in the way that he worked a third finger inside along with the first two, the sting earning a broken moan from you. It didn’t last, turning into a burning need for more, more, more. That’s all you could think about, greedy little whore. Just for him.

It took you a considerable moment to realize that he was the one whispering those words to you as he stuffed you full of his fingers, your mind getting lost somewhere along the way and focusing entirely on the sound of his voice, and the feeling of his bare chest pressed to your back, and your arms trapped between the two of you, and the beads of sweat slipping down your collarbone. You swore you could feel everything all at once and process none of it at all.

When he pulled his fingers out of you, you let out what could only be called a sob of devastation, and he laughed, easing you down so your weight was resting on your front, balanced carefully on your shoulder with your cheek pressed into the bed. You looked over at him as best as you could, watching him shuck off his pants and underwear so the both of you were completely naked. You could only just see the way his hand wrapped around his cock, fingers smearing your slick arousal onto his length as he tugged it slowly. He looked so pretty, the softly sculpted muscles of his stomach tensing, his chest rising and falling with each breath as he tried to get himself impossibly harder. You couldn’t see it, but you could feel his eyes fixated on the clenching of your pussy, the way you were leaking all over your thighs for him.

“Baby, please fuck me. Been waiting for so long, just…please.” You huffed, wiggling your hips back towards him, and you caught a momentary glimpse of his eyes clouding over as he watched you. His free hand came to knead one of your ass cheeks, spreading you open and taking in the way your hole was begging for him. He cursed under his breath, muttering something to the camera that you didn’t hear – and, quite frankly, didn’t give a shit about.

“Alright, pretty, just hold tight.”

Seungkwan guided his cock to tap against your folds a few times, then pressing into you slowly, inch by agonizing inch. He wasn’t terribly long, but he was thick enough that it brought the sting of tears as he filled you up. Your hands grasped at the air, not entirely able to grab anything but each other, which you did. Your back ached, burying your face deeper into his bedding to try and muffle the fucked out cry that left your lips as his cock dragged the length of your g-spot. Your stomach flipped and tightened as his hips stilled, pressed harshly against your ass. His hands were gripping your hips like a lifeline, surely leaving bruises in the shape of his fingertips, pulling you back into him so he could hit just a little deeper inside of you.

You weren’t given an opportunity to find words before he was puling out of you and sliding home again, harder this time, a little faster, until his pace was set and his hips were meeting yours hard enough that you just knew your ass was turning pink. The only sounds in the room were the slick slide of his cock inside of you, the skin on skin of his hips meeting your backside, and the downright shattered moans that you were letting out with each of his thrusts, the sound stunted and jumpy as he fucked you dumb.

Seungkwan grabbed your bound arms, pulling you up onto your knees and using your shoulder as leverage to drag you back into him. Your entire body shuddered at the new angle, head dropping forward and mouth hanging open as drool pooled at the corner of your lips. Somehow, despite knowing what it was he did, it had never occurred to you that maybe Seungkwan was an absolute sex god.

The hand on your shoulder slipped around, fingers splaying prettily against your throat, not choking you but simply letting you know that he was there, that he could, and you groaned a string of curses as you lost all sense of space and time. The only thing that existed was him, his body, the way it was connecting with yours. Just the two of you and the breathless grunts that he let out against your neck.

“Gonna cum,” You warned him, your fingers managing to drag against his stomach as he fucked into you, and the next thing you knew your vision was bursting with white, and Seungkwan was growling as you came around him, squeezing him so tight that he could hardly even fuck you through it.

Your ears were ringing, and it felt a little like you were on a boat when he laid you down on your front again, pulling out to shoot his load onto the insides of your thighs, marking your skin with his seed and stroking himself through it. He was panting then, the first thing that you could process, and you listened to that sound alone, ignoring the slightly off putting feeling of his cum running down your legs. You just nuzzled deeper into his blankets, finally processing that he’d laid you down.

You faintly heard him say his goodbyes, thanking everyone for their gifts and promising to bring you back again soon if you were interested. It registered slowly that you’d been streaming with him that entire time, that you’d experienced the most earth shattering orgasm of your life in front of who knows how many people. But it didn’t matter, you couldn’t care. Not when he sat down beside you, the camera off, and reached down to stroke your hair away from your sweat-dampened face. You blinked up at him, a sleepy smile curling onto your face.

“How do you feel, pretty thing?” He asked, carefully freeing your arms and rolling you to lay on his back. He took his time to massage each arm from wrist to shoulder and back again, making sure that your circulation was okay, mostly since he was pretty well convinced that you wouldn’t have noticed it if you lost feeling in them completely.

“Good. Really good,” You told him, eyes heavy again, so you gave in and closed them.

“Good, I’m glad. You did so well, let me take such good care of you. But you gotta stay with me while I get you cleaned up, okay? You can do that right? Just stay with Kwannie,”

You hummed, your heart skipping in your chest. Kwannie, your Kwannie. You curled closer to him, cheek pressed against his still bare thigh, and he chuckled, reaching down to brush your cheek.

“Can you stay here while I go get a towel to clean you up? Then you can nap and we’ll shower later.”

You nodded thoughtlessly, and he took that as his sign to get up. When he did, however, you reached out to grab his wrist, and he turned as fast as humanly possible to look at you, eyes clouded over with worry.

“Are you gonna nap with me?” You asked, voice so tiny and heavy with sleep that he swore his heart might melt.

“Yeah pretty, I’ll sleep too. Just let me clean us up, okay?” He asked, leaning down to kiss your forehead, and you nodded obediently, not even trying to move a muscle and settle under the blankets. He disappeared from his room for a moment, grabbing a wet cloth and cleaning himself. A few minutes later he returned, finding you sound asleep, his pillow pulled up against your chest and your face squished into it.

Seungkwan looked at you, naked and surely chilly in his bed, but so entirely relaxed after sleeping with him, and the warmth that bloomed in his chest made him question if the two of you were ever really just friends to begin with.

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So Close Yet So Far - Mingyu x Reader - Chapter 8 - Pure Intentions Can Still Hurt

Synopsis: Your college friend, Kim Mingyu, has had a grip on your heart since the first day you met. Over the past few years, as you acquired more friendships and memories, those feelings only grew. However, recently, Mingyu has seemed a bit more distant, at least when it comes to any ideas of romance. It only gets worse when rumors fly that he's off to Japan to receive a marriage proposal! Unsure what to do, you wonder how you can keep Mingyu by your side without jeopardizing your friendship or your growing feelings. You never expected that waking up one drunken morning next to two hot angels would be your ticket into Mingyu's heart.

Genre: Romance, College!AU, Modern Fantasy, Comedy, Angsty

Length: approx. 5.6k word

Chapter 8 - Pure Intentions Can Still Hurt

You don’t recall what caused Mina to leave, but she still had a gentle and kind smile on her face as she did so. If your mind would let you remember, you had declined her second offer to drive her home, shaking saying you wanted to finish your coffee and simply enjoy the stroll. As Mina stood up, your eyes locked onto the keychain that swung carelessly against it. “I’ll see you around, okay?” You heard her say cheerfully. The words sounded muted, muffled, as they entered your ears, entangling themselves in the walls of your brain and crushing all of the other thoughts you had. The only thing you were thinking of was her words: I hope to end the term as Mingyu’s wife.

           As Mina walked away, the bell at the front door finally signaling her exit, you looked down at the chair she was just in. That entire event felt like a fever dream. You replayed it over and over again, rewatching the look on her face as she calmly told you all of her intentions.

           I want to win fair and square. Mingyu doesn’t seem like he’ll fall for a girl who plays dirty, and I don’t want him to.

           I wanted to tell you of my intentions.

           I hope that we can still be friends.

           When you finally gasped for air, you realized it was choked back and strained. You coughed into your hand, covering your mouth in an attempt to muffle it from the people around. It was only then that you felt wetness forming on the sleeve of your shirt, and you looked down at it. One drop after another blends into your sleeve, darkening the fabric in a way that resembles the current state of your mind: Dark. Messy.

           When you wiped your eyes, you thought that would be the end of it. Standing up, you had one goal: get home. It was a place where you could process everything fully. Why did Mina seem to calm as she spoke to you about all of this? Was she just that confident? Did she mean what she said with true intentions?

           Why did Mingyu not feel the need to share any of this with anyone, much less you?

           The thought alone sent you collapsing back into your seat, coffee cup tilting over and beginning to spill. Your eyes blurred as you began rubbing them frantically, the texture of your sleeves not helping one bit. When your fingers poked out of your sleeves, trembling like little leaves falling off a branch, you felt yourself let out one more strained choke for air. It was embarrassing, but you forgot what embarrassment felt like as it was overtaken by this crippling, borderline debilitating pain that wrecked your entire body. You were quick to snap your left fingers, then your right. Then you did it again. And again. You had to make sure they knew.

           Once your index fingers and thumbs stung a familiar burning sensation, you pressed your balled-up fists to your eyes once again. Taking a deep breath, you exhaled it and tried your best to stay calm. You felt warm liquid spill on your pants, and glancing down, you saw the coffee that had long started to spill was dripping off the side of the table. Looking to your left, your eyes locked onto a tissue case at the edge. Grabbing a fistful, you pressed it on top of the liquid, hoping it would stop the spill just long enough for you to get yourself together. It didn’t, and you saw hazy glimpses of brown liquid continuing to seep along the table. Nothing you tried to do would contain it, and that only felt more real as you felt your eyes burn hot and fill with more tears.

           “Excuse me?” a worried voice muttered, and you looked over. Standing beside your table was a man. He seemed short, but it could have been your eyes playing tricks on you like the inner workings of a circus funhouse. “Are you okay?”

           “Uhm.” You nodded, quickly wiping your hands against your face. “Yes. I’m sorry.”

           “Can I help you?” Without even registering a response, you watched two hands start grabbing some tissues. You watched in stunned silence, again trying to see beyond your tears who this stranger was. He had dark hair dangling past his shoulders, and a smaller set of eyes. His hair seemed to drop in front of his eyes just slightly as he leaned his neck down, seemingly focused. Once again, your hands tried to rub your eyes as one does a stain on a glass. However, much like the pesky stain, you were unable to remove them, and the tears just kept flowing. “There. Looks like we can clean this, no problem.”

The sound of your name practically startled you out of your panicked trance when it hit only moments later. Before you knew it, two sets of hands stretched out from either side of you. Familiar faces and voices filled your senses. To your left, Jeonghan had grabbed more paper towels and tissues, working hard to contain the spill. You heard him call out to one of the workers to provide him with some more, the idea of anyone other than them seeing you this way as a mere footnote in the story of your current situation.

           Two gentle hands pressed against you; one on your back and the other on your shoulder. A warm tingling sensation coursed your body, and you once again tried to rub your eyes. Despite your rigid body starting to relax, your eyes continued to shed tear after tear, to the point where you felt dehydrated.

           “Can we get some water, too?” you heard the voice beside you asked. When you looked over finally, you saw Joshua, knelt beside you. He must have seen your gaze because he immediately switched from panicked to calm. “Hey. What happened?” When you shook your head, Joshua scooted closer. Your eyes immediately darted left. Where once an a short-statured male was wiping up coffee was instead Jeonghan, his focus solely on solving the problem before him. Maybe, it was him all along? Your brain couldn’t think straight no matter how hard you tried to ground yourself back to reality. A hand continued to rub your back, and your eyes found comfort as Joshua, who was still looking right at you.

“What happened?” he asked again.

           “I don’t know.” You admitted, sniffling. You looked back to the chair where Mina was sitting only a few minutes ago. You could still see her figure sitting there, kindly smiling at you as she had been the entire time. The entire time you were fighting for your sanity over a cup of coffee. You shook your head. “Mina told me…and I just started to…” You trailed off softly. You felt Joshua pull you close to him in a gentle and comforting hug. One of his hands settled into your hair, the other holding tightly onto your back.

           “It’s alright.” He said, his hand carefully rubbing your back. “Don’t worry right now. We can talk about it later, alright?” you nodded, your head resting numbly in his chest as you felt him continue to calm you with his gentle touch. You looked over at a server gave Jeonghan some extra paper towels, and handed Joshua a bottle of water. The gentlemen thanked her before Joshua passed the water to you. The dampness of the bottle brought you back to reality for a minute, and you finally allowed yourself to take a breath. “There,” Joshua said, his voice remaining gentle and stable. “Drink up. It’ll help.”

           You wasted no time, unscrewing the cap and taking a long sip of the drink. Like the desert experiencing its first rain of the year, you felt the water slightly rejuvenate your body. When you set it down, the bottle already half empty, you saw Jeonghan just finishing up cleaning the table, wiping it down a few extra times. You looked over to Joshua, who carefully took the water from your hands and recapped it, setting it on the table. You went to rub your eyes one last time, but Joshua’s hand reached over to stop you. Instead, he opened your palm and placed a tissue inside.

           “You’re going to irritate them.” He explained gently. You nodded, pressing the tissue to your eyes to wipe up the last of your tears. “Alright.” You finally took one last deep breath, pushing your chair out and standing up straight. The strain your sobbing fit had on your head made the world tilt just slightly as you adjusted, but you felt both Jeonghan and Joshua take your arms, helping you stay steady.

           “I’m ok.” You said immediately, dusting off your pants. You went to grab your bag but saw Jeonghan swipe it first. He smiled at you.

           “You know, it’s a good thing we’re angels,” Jeonghan said.

           A sniffle escaped you, mumbling a soft: “Why?”

           “Because I would punch Mingyu if we weren’t.” You couldn’t help but laugh at Jeonghan’s playful comment, wondering if he was kidding as he continued to hold onto your arm, rubbing it gently with his thumb. “Let’s go.” He said. You nodded, feeling a bit more relaxed just as the duo led you out. You could feel the stares from other patrons, wondering what happened that caused you to have such a public, yet somehow also isolated display. However, nobody said anything as you disappeared out the door, leaving only the ringing of the bell on top of the signal you were even there in the first place.

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           “Is she finally asleep?” Jeonghan asked, peering over the side of the couch.

“I think so,” Joshua said softly. He looked over at you, seeing you curled up on the couch. The minute you got into the apartment, Joshua and Jeonghan watched you stumble to the couch and crawl onto it, burying yourself under a thick blanket, your face stuffed under the throw pillow. You said nothing, not even muttering under the blanket. Jeonghan set your bag on the floor by the door, both of them allowing you time to sit in silence.

It wasn’t long after you fell asleep.

Long since moving the pillow from your face when he heard light snoring, Joshua watched as you slept soundly under the blanket. He saw your foot pop out, and he was quick to recover it with a blanket. Jeonghan glanced at Joshua. He studied his friend's face for a few minutes, watching as Joshua simply took this quiet moment to focus on you.

“Joshua…” he muttered.

Joshua didn’t even look up. “Hm?”

“Be careful…” Now, Joshua’s curiosity caused him to look up.

“With what?” he asked. Jeonghan shrugged.

“Just be careful.” He said. “Remember why we’re doing this.”

“I know.” He watched as you shifted in your sleep, your cheek nestling into the pillow as you continued whatever dream at the moment. Joshua smiled a bit, but when he saw Jeonghan's disapproving look, he sighed. “Don’t worry.”

“You know what happens when you think of humans like that.” He nudged him.

Like a young child getting disciplined, Joshua sighed in frustration. “I know.” He said.

“Do you?”

“Yes.”

“Okay,” Jeonghan said, though he didn’t seem convinced. “I’m going to run to the store; and pick up something to make for when she gets up.” Joshua nodded, watching as Jeonghan grabbed a few things before heading out of the house. Joshua rested his back on the couch, pursing his lips in frustration as he tried to focus on something else. Anything else. When your foot stretched a bit, kicking his leg involuntarily, he looked back over at you. You were rubbing your eyes, and smacking your lips.

“Mmmm.” You groaned at the sound of the door slamming in the front of the apartment. Joshua watched you pull yourself up, eyes fluttering open. You had only been asleep for less than 40 minutes, yet Joshua smiled at how much bedhead you were able to get anyway.

“Are you awake?” he asked, turning his body towards you. You hummed, nodding your head as you gave your eyes a moment to adjust. Despite it being some time, you could feel them still burning, as if they were fresh with tears. You felt the couch shift a bit, and looked to see a water bottle, half-finished, pointing in your direction. When you looked up, you saw Joshua’s hand on the other end of it. “Here. Finish it.” Delicate hands took the bottle, warmer now than it was when you first got it, before taking a quick sip. “Are you okay? When we got to the café, you were just a few seconds away from full-blown hysterics.” The idea of acting that way in a public place made you get a sinking feeling in your stomach, and you buried your head in your hands. You heard Joshua laugh. “Don’t worry. The place was practically empty.”

Though it didn’t make you feel much better, you nodded your head. Joshua watched you finish the water, closing the empty plastic bottle and setting it on the coffee table. When you looked around, you noticed someone missing. “Where’s Jeonghan?” you asked curiously.

“He went out to get ingredients for dinner.” He said simply. You nodded again. “So, just focus on resting.” You pulled your knees to your chest, resting your chin atop them with a small pout. “What happened before we got there?”

You immediately thought back to a set of unfamiliar hands, a few black and gold rings adorning the ring finger and thumb as they curled around tissues and napkins. You still couldn’t pick up on the voice for as little as he said, nor put a clear picture of a face. You shook your head, wanting to wipe the entire thing from your head. The thoughts of the conversation came flooding back to you, and you licked your lips, realizing how dry they still were. “I really don’t want to talk about it,” you said simply.

“Okay.” Joshua simply agreed. He looked around, eyes landing on the Statue of Liberty snow globe sitting on your bookshelf. He remembered the happy look on your face as you mentioned it back at the sandwich shop. “Did I ever tell you why I go by the English name Joshua?” he asked.

You seemed surprised by his sudden change in topic, but you only shook your head. “I just thought that was just your name.”

“Well, it is,” Joshua admitted. “But my brothers call me by more Korean name.” Crossing one leg over the other as he leaned back on the couch, he continued. “Hong Jisoo.”

“That’s a nice name.” You commented. Joshua chuckled a bit. “What caused the change?”

“Many years ago, my brothers and I took a trip to America. It was really fascinating to me, to see how different their lives were to the people of Korea. We saw the Golden Gate Bridge in LA, the Statue of Liberty, and the Grand Canyon. It was a different tour sight every day.” A smile formed, your previous thoughts washing away as you listened to him talk. “When we got back, it was all I could talk about. He even showed me one of those personalized name keychains. Jun thought it was ‘Jisoo’ spelt in English, but it was actually Joshua. Jeonghan told me that was my nickname.” He laughed as he recalled the memory. Though it felt so recent to him, in reality, to you it would have been a few hundred or so human years. 

“That sounds amazing.” You sighed. “I’ve always wanted to go. I’ve only seen pictures online and in movies.”

“Ah.” Joshua nodded. “Maybe I -.” He immediately stopped himself. He looked over at you. “Maybe Mingyu can take you one day.”

A dry chuckle escaped your lips, shaking your head. “I doubt that. Especially after today.”

“Why do you say that?” He asked curiously, hoping you were ready to open up.

Comforted by Joshua’s little anecdote, you finally spoke about your café conversation. “Mina confirmed to me that she came here to win Mingyu over. It’s only a matter of time before she wins. There’s no way I can go up again the girl Mingyu was sent off to meet for marriage. She’s beautiful. She seems to be everything his father is looking for.”

“Well…” Joshua shifted in his seat. “How do you know for sure?” He immediately saw your eyes gloss over, teary and pained as you continued remembering your conversation.

“He gave her a gift before he left.” You said softly. Joshua immediately thought back to the keychain he and Jeonghan watched him buy in Japan, the smile on his face as he did so. He couldn’t muster a response right now, not when he was watching you pull yourself into a deeper hole the more you thought about it. “Which isn’t bad. Like I said, I’m not his girlfriend. He went to see her with the end goal being the possibility of marriage. Who am I to tell him that he can’t buy gifts for other people?” Your pout only got deeper. “He took me out to a lovely dinner. He was a gentleman...I won’t ask him for more. I can’t. I can’t be selfish when I’m nowhere near enough for him.”

“That’s not true,” Joshua said gently. “You can’t say that.” When your eyes darted up to him, he felt himself go silent. He had no idea what to say to make you feel better at this moment. All he could do was utter your name sadly, hoping to try and cheer you up.

You looked back at him “Tell me some other story.” You asked gently. Joshua blinked in confusion. You rested your chin in your knees, tucking them close to your body. “I want to hear more about your trip to America.” Joshua’s featured softened as he smiled. Pulling from the many memories he stored in his mind, he began telling one story of their attempts skydiving over the canyons.

Amidst Joshua’s third or fourth anecdote, the door swung open, and both of you looked over to see Jeonghan. He yawned, running a hand through his hair as he strolled inside. “I’m back.” He said. When his eyes landed on you, he smiled. “Hey, you’re awake.” Quickly, you rubbed your eyes with your damp sleeve, hopping up off the couch. Joshua watched you meet Jeonghan in the kitchen. When you reached for the bags of food, Jeonghan yanked them back. “Ah, ah, ah. Go sit down and relax.”

“I can cook. You looked tired when you walked in, Jeonghan.” Jeonghan shook his head, setting everything down.

“I’m making something easy. Beef Bulgogi. You already have almost everything I needed.” He pulled out the few needed ingredients he went out for in the first place. “Go sit down.” He said again.

“But-.”

“Go.” The seriousness in Jeonghan’s eyes when he looked at you stopped your arguing immediately. Reluctant yet convinced, you headed back to the couch, plopping back down and covering yourself with the blanket. Joshua chuckled as you fell onto your side once again, covering your face and head with the blanket as well. “Joshua. Come help me.”

“Alright.” He said with a grin, seeing your eyes pop out from under the blanket.

“Hey.” You pouted. Joshua walked past you on the couch, leaning down just to recover your eyes. “Rude…”

“You didn’t hear anything.” He said, before joining Jeonghan in the kitchen. As the sink turned on, and the men began chatting, you found yourself starting to drift back to sleep.

Jeonghan stood by the counter as he began to cut up vegetables, Joshua grabbing a knife and helping as well. When Jeonghan saw Joshua hold onto his shoulder, pausing a second to roll it. He tilted his head, left ear to left shoulder in an attempt to stretch the opposite muscle. Jeonghan noticed the small look of discomfort on his face before he asked: “You alright?”

Hm Oh, yeah.” Joshua said, nodding his head as he resumed cooking. When Jeonghan saw him sneak a quick glance in your direction, he bit his lip and said nothing more as the duo continued to cook.

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           The immediate call of your name first thing the next morning startled you. You saw Mingyu and the rest of your friends hanging outside one of the buildings, seemingly chatting together until they caught you approaching. You blinked, watching Mingyu lift his hand high in the air, eyes beaming as he waved to you. Heartstring pulled tightly in your chest, and you immediately thought back to your café meeting yesterday, Mina smiling sweetly at you as she spoke. How she looked at the beautiful keychain and gushed about it the way you have in the past. Fixing your bag, you only offered a quick wave, before making your first sharp right and heading down another path. You couldn’t even bear to turn your head and look back, already able to picture the row of shocked and confused faces that were plastered on each of their faces. Especially Mingyu’s.

           Mingyu watched you walk down the path, Joshua and Jeonghan not far behind, and felt his smile falter just a bit. “What the?” he frowned a bit.

           “What did you do?!” Minnie asked, looking at Mingyu. His eyes went wide.

           “Me?!” He asked. “What would I have done?!”

           “I don’t know but it sure as hell wasn’t us.” Minnie huffed. Hoshi watched as you disappeared into a building as soon as possible, the door closing behind you. He frowned a bit. He needed a quiet second to determine if it was nausea bubbling in his chest or a weird sensation of nostalgic déjà vu. When he heard Seungkwan and Minnie continue to berate Mingyu for more information he didn’t seem to have, he reached for a handout. The duo looked at him for a moment, stunned and confused. Mingyu was obviously flustered, cheeks a dark cherry red and eyes wide as he worked to defend himself.

           “Do you think it could be about her?” He asked. When Mingyu’s features softened, curious as to who he meant, Hoshi simply pointed down the path. When they all looked over, Mingyu’s shoulders dropped to see Mina, bag slung over her shoulder. She was walking down the path, hair tugged up in a neat ponytail. She had slacks and a white button-up on, very studious and fitting for a stroll along a college campus. She didn’t acknowledge the stares of interested individuals passing by, only the gaze of Mingyu, who felt his shoulders spike a bit when she called his name out loud and hurried closer to him.

           “Hi, Mina.” He said. “What are you doing here? I have class soon.”

           A kind smile peeked on her face as she shifted focus to her backpack. “I transferred here for the rest of the year!” She beamed.

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           As the day rolled on, you tried to keep your focus as narrow as possible: school. Nothing else was enough to keep you distracted from bubbling thoughts of self-worth. It had mainly worked for the next few days, though it involved doing mental and physical gymnastics to avoid Mingyu, and by unfortunate extension, your friends. You sat down in your last class of the day, and the words FINAL EXAMS UPCOMING! STUDY HARD scribbled neatly on the board for the entire room to see.A deep, almost relieved sensation washed through your body as you settled in. Looking down at your textbook, you wasted no time flipping it open and beginning to study. Around you, other students began to do the same, nestling into comfortable groups of friends to study. You could already hear some abandoning the idea for much more desired casual conversation, but you barely had time to get started on your first problem when you men plopped themselves beside you. Looking over, Joshua and Jeonghan were opening their books as well, seeming to check yours to make sure they were on the same page.

           You snorted a bit. “You both are taking the finals?”

           “Of course,” Joshua said simply, pencil tapping his chin.

           “We’ll have been in the class for the better part of half of it.” The playful sarcasm made you shake your head in amusement. “Besides, what else are we doing? If you’re stressed about finals, we don’t mind stressing along with you for a few weeks.” That comment eased your very heavy heart just a bit.

           “Thanks.” You said.

           “Besides, we heard your birthday is right after the end of the term. We need to make sure we all make it out alive to celebrate.” You snickered at Joshua’s comment. “Now, what do you think we should focus on first?”

           The trio of you studied in silence for a little while. Well, you mainly did. Joshua and Jeonghan acted more as your students than your classmates, listening as you verbally explained a lot of the problems to them before scribbling them down yourself. You quickly flipped over your phone to get the time. As you scanned it, your eyes dropped to the background. A photo of you and your friends all lined up shoulder to shoulder. You were standing pin straight, like a can of squished tuna, to fit each other and the beautifully lit Korean night sky behind you. You smiled sadly. The palm of your hand pressed into your lips so intensely as you stared at the photo, one tall person in particular, that you could feel your pulse in your ears. Joshua seemed to notice this too, leaning just a bit closer to you and offering you a nudge. When you glanced over at the duo, they were just quietly staring at you. The look on their faces was amusing enough to make you snicker. “You lost?”

           “No,” Jeonghan said. Closing your book, you stuffed it into your bag and stood up. “Where are you going?”

“There’s a book I need from the library. I can’t keep working on anything until I get it.”

“Want us to come with you?” Joshua asked. Jeonghan immediately keyed onto how hopeful he felt as he waited for your answer. “Just in case…”

“Oh, no. I’ll just be a few minutes.” You tapped his book, and Joshua looked down. “Study.” Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you hurried out the doors of the classroom and out of the building, towards the library that sat right across the way.  Jeonghan only watched her for a second, turning his head back to the book you had just tapped and opened up to the next set of pages. Jeonghan also watched as Joshua rolled his shoulder for the second time these past few days.

The discomfort on Joshua’s face seemed to return without fail and Jeonghan began to worry.

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           As you scanned the bookshelves, trying to find the book you could picture in your mind, you took a moment to enjoy the required silence that surrounded you. People were around but focused on their things and not worried about what others were doing. As you pulled a few books from the shelves, taking a moment to scan them before putting them back on the shelf, you found your brain ticking backward, the hands in your internal clock bringing you back to a few weeks prior when you and Mingyu were in these same aisles. As Mingyu held a book in his hands, amused by the content inside and completely unaware of the girls swooning over him. That is until he caught sight of you. When your cheeks tinted hot, you pouted. Knock it off. You muttered to yourself, before pulling one final book from the shelf. As you did so, a pair of almond-shaped eyes were staring at you from the other side.

           The soft yelp you emitted, followed by covering your mouth, those eyes curled up into a little half-moon of pure bliss. When you heard your name uttered, you blinked. “Hoshi?”

           “Heeeey.” He whispered. It took a second, but he rounded the corner and hurried to you. “I saw you come in and thought I’d follow.” He saw the few books in your hands and wasted no time taking them from you. “Here. Let’s go sit for a minute.”

           “I have to get back to class.” You said.

           “Just a minute.” He assured, before leading you both to an empty table in the far back of the library. You sighed, quickening your pace as you followed behind him. When the both of you sat, Hoshi pushed the books aside and looked directly at you. You could feel him studying you with his kind eyes, and you blinked.

           “What?” you asked.

           “You didn’t come to see us this morning when we called you. Or the morning before that. You’re avoiding us.”

           You knew this would hit you sooner or later, and you’d have to explain. “Uh, I’m sorry, I…” Hoshi stopped you mid-sentence, raising a hand.

           “No, no. It’s ok. I could tell something happened. Was it Mingyu?” When you nodded a bit, Hoshi kept a smile on his face, but it softened from his usual playful one to a more sympathetic one. “Do you want to talk about it?”

           “No,” you said. “There’s not much to say.” You couldn’t even begin to describe the past few days, and how you felt about Mingyu. Mainly because you had no idea how you felt now, other than lied to.

           “He didn’t tell anyone about Mina,” Hoshi said. When he saw your eyes shoot up, once again, he smiled. “I could tell he was just as surprised as we all were.”

           “Why couldn’t he have just said the real reason he was going to Japan? It makes all the talk feel more real knowing that he was hiding it.” Hoshi shrugged.

           “I don’t know.” He admitted. Resting his chin in his hand, he let out a longing sigh. “Who knows why people hide things, or why they choose how and when to share them? People are weird.” You could feel the twinge of hurt in those words as Hoshi traced a circle with his index finger on the table. His eyes shot back up at you, and he asked: “I know how you feel.”

           “Do you?” you asked. “Are you also hopelessly in love with Kim Mingyu and have no idea what to do?” Hoshi had to hold his laugh back, taking a moment to remember where he was.

           “God, no.” he snickered. “But, I know what it feels like to feel like you’ve been lied to.” He sighed. “Remember that friend Seungkwan keeps bringing up? From our first year.” You nodded. “He had a lot of secrets too. He didn’t tell me until it was too late.”

           Though curious, you chose not to press that part further, only responding with: “Oh…”

           “Yeah.” Hoshi chuckled as if the memory was somehow funny. “I wish I knew why he was hiding things from me so we could talk about it. But…I realized when it was too late that he just simply couldn’t.”

           That word resonated with you: couldn’t.

           “You think he couldn’t tell me? Why? He tells us everything….” Hoshi shrugged.

           “All I know is, people do things they think will benefit them in the long run.”

           “That makes sense…” you muttered. “That was very profound, Hoshi.”

“I do that, sometimes.” He smiled. Without realizing it, you looked down at your watch. “Hoshi, I have to go.” You said gently. “I’m sorry. Class is just about to end and I should probably-.“

           “Aw, it’s ok. Just promise if you see us later – any of us – you’ll say hi like always. It’s less fun when one of us isn’t around.” A smile graced your lips as his innocent, almost child-like comment.

           “I will.” You said. Grabbing your books, you waved Hoshi off before heading back towards off the library. Hoshi watched you for a second, his kind smile sending you off until you were long out of sight. Once he knew he was safe, Hoshi’s smile fell, and he looked out the large window beside him. As he looked, he could have sworn something – someone? – caught his eye. However, he simply rose from his seat and headed out the door himself, humming as he did so.

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           “I hope she’s ok,” Jeonghan said, walking beside Joshua as the duo headed toward the library.

           “Yeah, I didn’t think she’d take the entire class period,” Joshua added. As the duo got closer, their eyes immediately locked onto a tall, male figure standing just by the entrance to the library. He looked up from his phone, saying a quick hello to a few people who passed by with a greeting. When he smiled, Jeonghan saw Joshua’s lips curve to a frown. He thought in that moment of your teary eyes as you lamented about the worries you had, of your wobbly voice as you sobbed into his chest. Of your smile as you spoke about Mingyu as if he was a god among men.

           Joshua knew God. Mingyu, it seemed to him, was no God.

           “Hey-.” Jeonghan was shocked to see Joshua simply walk forward, making a beeline straight for Mingyu, who at the moment, was unaware of his presence. Jeonghan immediately followed behind. When he saw Joshua stop a few feet in front of Mingyu, Jeonghan kept himself a few paces further back as well. “Joshua.” He tried to hiss one last time, but it fell on deaf ears. Jeonghan groaned. “Hong Jisoo.”

           That got Joshua’s attention, and he turned his head to look at Jeonghan briefly. Jeonghan tried – oh did he try – to nonverbally signal Joshua to come back to his side and forget what it was that he was about to do. However, it was stopped when Mingyu called out:

           “Hey…” before looking around. “Where’s-.”

           Joshua looked back at him. He took a deep breath. “You don’t get to ask that.” He said simply.

           Oh, no. Here we go. Jeonghan thought.

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[fantasy-svt]

Mine

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Synopsis: Seungkwan had always dreamed of finding his one true love, his soulmate. Yet when he meets the one first, he doesn't know whether he should be happy. That soon changes when he offers to help you, which gives him a chance to confess.

Pairing: Boo Seungkwan x fem!reader Word Count: 4.5k words

"Seungkwan-ah!" Seungkwan's mother called loudly, swimming to her son with the brightest smile and open arm. Seungkwan didn't often go far back into the ocean, he preferred the beach to the open sea while his family preferred the sea. So they parted ways, but Seungkwan would visit them every two weeks as per their agreement. So Seungkwan embraced his mother before squeaking when his sisters joined the hug and basically squeezed the life out of him.

"Come on, we should hide deeper down." His elder sister spoke, guiding Seungkwan down into the reef. Seungkwan frowned, but followed as he stared up at the surface. It was only then that he noticed the boat floating above him, anchor thrown into the sea floor to keep the boat steady. An angry stare replaced the previous frown as he tried to figure out why a ship would settle here. His mother seemed to guess his train of thoughts as she grabbed his ear and pulled him back, deeper into the reefs. Seungkwan pouted, but didn't protest anymore as he followed them home while trying to push back the thoughts of the ship.

The men on your deck were all happy, loud shattering as food was passed around with joyous laughter. You just remained above it all, happily swinging your feet of the ledge as you looked over the far sea. The wind that blew through your hair, the cold breeze cooling your body down from the blazing sun. You felt lucky today, unlike other days, and you were actually looking forward to continuing your journey. That is, if you were able to fix the sails of course. Your crew worked on that, just not right now.

"Captain?" Your first mate walked up to you, a second glass in hand that he quickly handed to you. You turned your head and grabbed the mug with a smile of your own, quick to throw the liquor back with a content sigh.

"How's the repairs?" "Going swiftly, captain. We should be able to set sail in a day or two." He spoke quick, not bothering to tell you the details since he knew well enough that it didn't interest you in the slightest.

"How about rations?" You turned to the sea again, staring out over the calm tides. It reminded you of why you became a pirate. The sea had always called you, something about the mysteries waters was so fascinating to you. Along with that, stealing from the rich was rather fun to you and the adventure was thrilling. So why not be a pirate?

"Captain?" Your first mate spoke again, but this time with a more worried voice than before. You raised an eyebrow at him, turning around again and pulling up one of your legs.

"The crew is a bit worried about our destination... It is rumored to be swarmed with sirens." You scoffed at the concern, knowing full well that it was not a necessary concern. Although sirens were vicious and often dragged people to the bottom of the sea, they didn't have to be feared as they only approached when threatened.

"Besides, we're already in the area since yesterday. Sirens are probably swimming right under us as we speak." You smirked at him before tilting your head to the sea, where you could see the shimmering of scales. In seconds, the man beside you grew anxious as he stared into the sea and you almost wanted to scoff again.

"Now instead of worrying, why don't we ask our cook to prepare a feast?"

Seungkwan liked watching the stars late into the night, preferably from above the water. So tonight, he swam to the surface and laid himself on some stones. He stared at the night sky, wondering how his friends were doing today. The necklace on his neck suddenly felt heavier, all the little trinkets reminded him of his friends. Even though he was barely gone for a day, he always missed his friends immediatley after leaving. With a loud sigh, Seungkwan let go of the necklace and instead turned his head softly to the side, avoiding the water that crashed against the rocks and in turn on him. Blinking a few times, he set his sight on the boat in the distance. Then his eyes widened as he saw someone staring straight at him, their eyes just as wide in shock as his. Then a pain shot through his body and right then and there, Seungkwan realized what had happened.

"I'm meant for a pirate, of all things?!" He couldn't help but groan in annoyance before diving back into the water, not wanting to wait for the reaction of his other half. It was almost ridiculous, Seungkwan couldn't believe that fate had played such a trick on him. He wasn't picky, anyone would've been nice, but a pirate? The people who were responsible of the deaths of so many mermaids and sirens and Seungkwan had to be fated for one.

He didn't say anything to others, he hid the fact that his heart ached when he watched the ship sail off into a distance. No one needed to know, it had no use to tell them.

In truth, it was all very obvious to others. They could easily notice that he suddenly grew more quiet than before and how he hid himself away in his room for long periods of time. In the days with his family and when he returned back to the castle, everyone could notice that something was off about the younger. Yet no one dared to ask, except for Vernon of course. He was the only one who dared to, annoying Seungkwan until he said something.

"I'm fated for a pirate." He finally confessed during dinner, which made everyone stop eating and stare at him. It grew quiet and Seungkwan wanted the sink through the floor right then and there.

"Wait, you did that zing thingy with a pirate?" Soonyoung laughed loudly, falling back in his chair as he laughed while the others just chuckled at the sour expression on Seungkwan's face as he yelled out that it wasn't a zingy thing. He then proceeded to kick his feet towards Soonyoung chair, making it fall over and taking the elder man down with it to the ground. Soonyoung did not stop laughing, if anything his laughs just grew louder by the second.

"A pirate, huh. Was he at least handsome?" Jeonghan asked with a reassuring smile and Seungkwan shook his head quickly, to which Jeonghan frowned.

"Is he that ugly?" "No! She's beautiful!" Seungkwan answered and this made Seungcheol pay attention to the conversation suddenly as he halted his writing. The others looked confused as well, the existence of a female pirate wasn't often heard.

"Wait, a female pirate? Was she the captain?" Seungcheol asked and Seungkwan shrugged, he didn't know how to see if someone was important on the ship. After asking why, Seungcheol quickly explained that a pirate ship with a female captain had set foot on the ports of the kingdom. This time Seokmin was quick to step up with a smile.

"Let's go see then!" Then Seungkwan was pulled out of his seat by Seokmin before being slung over Soonyoung's shoulder. He let out a scream, trying to get back to the ground. It didn't have much use, not even when he bit down on his arm. So Seungkwan waited until he came by the fountains outside, reaching his hand out to the water beam in hopes to reach it. The weather was on his side, blowing the water his way and hitting his hand and Seungkwan smirked as he felt his legs change. Soonyoung yelled loudly as he felt the sudden added weight of Seungkwan's tail, crashing to the ground on his knees.

"Not fair! Turn back!" Soonyoung whined loudly as he tried to stand back up, unsuccessful of course, and Seungkwan wanted to smirk. Something paused it though, a spike through his heart that made him look up quickly.

Through the water, Seungkwan saw you and you were staring straight back at him in shock. Seungkwan's heart started beating faster, hitting his ribcage in a painful manner that made Seungkwan want to run your way and embrace you.

It was the first time that Seungkwan saw you properly and he was in awe. You wore clothes that somehow fit both the weather but also the fact that you were a pirate. Your jacket was the typical ankle length pirate coat, sleeves seemingly ripped off and revealing your muscled arms that were littered with scars. The jacket hung open, revealing that you wore a tight fitting crop top and Seungkwan couldn't help but stare at your stomach, abs on full display for anyone to see. Your pants didn't leave much to the imagination either, the belts that looped around your thighs to hold your gun and knives were also a bit tight. The hat on your head was slightly tilted and revealed your hair, which was hanging loose with small braids throughout it. Seungkwan could help but stare at you, albeit a bit creepy. Then you spoke up, your voice sounding almost angelic compared to your appearance.

"Where's the king's office?"

You didn't really expect the sight before you in any way. Seeing a mermaid or siren was a rare occurrence to begin with, but seeing one in the royal palace was even a rarer chance. And yet before you was a kneeled man with a siren hung over his shoulder, who was staring at you intensely. The man was attractive, soft features that pulled you into a falls sense of trust. His eyes seemingly changed between pink shades and his scales were a million colors at once thanks to the sunlight shinning down. His dark blue hair framed his face nicely and you couldn't help but be reminded of the dark waves of the far away ocean. Your heart beat quickened for just a second and you blinked before shaking your head. This wasn't why you were here, you should focus on the task at hand. So you left, unaware if the siren that stared at you in shock and sadness as if he had been harshly rejected to his face.

Instead you just roamed the hall, ignoring all the whispers from the people around you. You knew the reasons, one being your outfit and the second being your stumbling walk due to your long journey on the sea. You didn't really care, you continued to move until you noticed a door that was being guarded by around three or four guards. You marched closer, ignoring the shouts from the guards as you pushed through and walked inside of the room. The king was easily spotted, the crown that laid on his head was a clear indicator of that. The woman beside him seemed to be his wife and the two elder people were probably his parents. You grabbed one of the nearest chairs, twisting it around before sitting down sideways and throwing your legs over the side. The king seemed to recognize you while the elder two just seemed shocked at your behavior.

"Oh, right. I apologize." You scoffed softly before putting your hat on the table before ruffling your hair and leaning back in your chair again. The doors suddenly slammed open again, revealing about a dozen of guards that all aimed their weapons at you. Soon enough, you were surrounded by them and you couldn't help but sigh. You moved slightly, just enough to wrap your hand around the bag that hung on your belt, but also enough for the guards to react again. You felt a knife press against your neck and rolled your eyes at it, opting to throw the bag to the king. It landed with a loud thud, the contents rolling out and rendering the room silent.

"I heard you were offering a nice price for this, although I demand a bit extra for the threat on my life." You threw him a smile and the guards around you were quick to disperse when the king waved his hand, reaching out to the jewel before him. Then he looked at one of the guards, asking him to get Jihoon. You raised an eyebrow at this, a bit offended about the fact that he didn't trust you, but then again you were a pirate. You didn't have a nice reputation, not thanks to some people that dared to call themselves pirates. Moments later a man entered, his bright red hair a contrast to his pale skin and the black robes he wore were covered in dust and wet spots. You frowned as the short man just walked past you, looking rather annoyed at the call for him, before freezing as he caught sight of the jewel.

"Yes, that's real!" You called out and his eyes snapped to you before back at the jewel, lifting it before inspecting it closely. Once done, he just handed the jewel back to Seungcheol with a nod and you smirked.

"Told ya!" You gleamed almost as Seungcheol nodded at you before getting up and telling you to follow him. You got up, bumping your shoulder harshly against the guard's that had held a sword to your neck and gave him a small glare. The guard just scoffed, but didn't say anything as you walked out. The walk through the hallways wasn't long, but you couldn't help but stare at every painting and sculpture that you passed. You stopped on one, a large painting with thirteen men and all smiling brightly. One caught your eye, the siren that you had spotted earlier. Although, his eyes were blue here unlike the pink color you spotted earlier. Staring at it for a few seconds, you then decided that you had probably seen it wrong. So you waited no longer as you followed Seungcheol again, entering what seem to be the king's office.

"Are you going to offer me a deal or something?" "Yes, actually." Seungcheol spoke and you frowned as you sat down in one of the chairs, the golden object before you quickly catching your eye. You wanted to take a look, but the man opposite of you prevented that as he sat down.

"Our previous supplier of magic items has... Well, he isn't our supplier anymore and we need a new one." He explained and you leaned back, sighing softly.

"What do I get?" "A place where you and your crew can stay without being chased down by every guard, unless they do something wrong. And also, a decent job that pays well." Seungcheol explained the rest and you scoffed softly as Seungcheol held out his hand, but you leaned forward before shaking his hand.

"We've got a deal then!"

"Are you just going to stare at her?" Wonwoo asked and Seungkwan glared at the vampire, shoving up the umbrella to make the sun hit Wonwoo's skin for just a second. Wonwoo hissed loudly, showing his fangs for a split second, a gesture that Seungkwan gladly returned with his own hiss. Then he moved his eyes back to your form.

You were working in the blazing sun, jacket thrown somewhere and clothes sticking to your body like a second skin. Sweat covered your body, drenching your clothes and making your hair cling to your head. Most people would be a bit disgusted by such a sight, but Seungkwan thought quite the opposite. He couldn't stop admiring you, if anything. He just stared at you as you lifted the barrels and carried them to your ship before repeating the action with the next barrel. Every single action made your muscles flex, an action that made Seungkwan's mouth practically water.

You, on the other hand, felt the eyes of the siren on you and you had caught his stare a few times. It almost felt satisfying to see how he reacted to you and you made sure to flex your muscles more often, watching carefully as the siren swallowed harshly every single time. It was very amusing.

"Captain!" Your first mate called out to you loudly, running up to you and handing you a towel. You took it, wiping the sweat away on your forehead before looking at the paper that was held out to you. You read the list with care, most objects were easy to get. Gems, crystals, some potions and even some enchanted weapons that you'd have to visit the dwarves for. None impossible to find, except for one.

"He wants ogre eyes?" You asked, just to be sure that it was supposed to be on the list and your first mate just nodded. With a groan, you threw the towel back at him before marching off to where the siren and vampire were sitting. Slamming down the list, you sat down and gave a short wink to the siren before turning to the pale man.

"You're friends of Seungcheol, right?" You asked and the vampire nodded, introducing himself as Wonwoo before pointing at the siren and introducing him as Seungkwan. Nodding, you then pointed at the list.

"Can you tell Seungcheol that he's an ass. These things-" you pointed at the words to make it clear. "-are bloody hard to find." You sighed as you leaned back in your seat as the two men looked at the list.

"You can find those in Eldan, they sell them at the main markets." Seungkwan spoke and you nodded before leaning closer to the boys.

"Yeah, but those electrical storms are incredibly difficult to get through." "I can help there." Seungkwan spoke and you frowned, leaning back in your seat as you waited for him to explain further. He didn't say anything more and you shrugged.

"Fine, you'll come with. Tell Seungcheol!" You told Wonwoo before grabbing Seungkwan and dragging him to the ship. He complained, but you didn't care much as you needed to leave immediatley. The weather was pleasant now and you didn't want to wait for a storm to roll around, because you really didn't want to loose any crew members.

"Can't I just swim?" Seungkwan felt sea-sick, not being used to be on top of the ocean instead of in. He had been laying down all day, he assumed it was a day, and you were beside him the whole time. Although you weren't helping him too much, mostly just joking around as you had never seen a sea-sick sea-creature.

"Well, we should be in Eldan territory soon so we kind of need you." You said and just on cue, a loud thunder sounded and shook the whole ship. Seungkwan was quickly thrown to the side, crashing to the ground with a loud groan while you still remained sat in the same spot.

"I hope you can reach the deck." You spoke as you got up, not even falling as the ship rocked from side to side. The door was thrown open and you were met with a dark atmosphere and all your crew members in panic.

"Get the sails up!" You yelled out and a moment of silence was followed by all the crew rushing to their tasks. Seungkwan reached the deck not minutes later, his skin paler as before as he realized something. This wasn't a regular electrical storm, not one he could fix with ease.

This was the work of a thunderbird.

"Well?" You turned to him and Seungkwan could only stare at you with wide eyes, which quickly made you realize that something was wrong. Just then, another loud thunder followed by a screech. A loud curse came from you as you watched something crash through one of your sails, ripping it to shreds and slowing your boat.

"Dammit! Get the new sails, get them in the air! Now!" You screamed to your men, some frozen in fear before moving as they were dragged by others. The storm only seemed to worsen as even you started to stumble at the rocking of the boat and Seungkwan had already given up on standing, instead he was just sprawled on the ground.

"You can't do anything?!" "You try talking to a thunderbird, they're stubborn as hell!" Seungkwan screamed back and you groaned loudly before rushing upwards, clinging onto one of the ropes before hauling yourself up. You reached the top of the mast with ease, looking out for any sign of the beast. Luckily, it made itself known. How, you may ask?

By smashing into your boat full force.

Seungkwan let out a screech, something that made you wince as you watched the bird stalk closer to the siren. Unfortunately for Seungkwan, he had also turned into half a fish due to the amount of water that was splashing him. You groaned, almost a bit annoyed at the fact that you now had to save the one who promised to calm the storm. Nonetheless, you grabbed you sword and slashed a rope before descending at lightning speed. Once you landed on the deck, you rushed to Seungkwan, cutting at one of the wings and successfully cutting it. The bird screeched loudly, but was unable to fly off thanks to the large cut you made. Then it just froze.

"Come on, kill it!" Seungkwan called and you turned your head to see Seungkwan holding some sort of stone towards the creature and you took the chance to slay it. When it landed on the deck fully, you were quick to push your blade down to make the creature pass quickly without too much suffering. The storm seized, the waters turned calm again and you fell down in exhaustion.

"Good work." You called before flinching as you felt two arms wrap around your waist, Seungkwan's head pushing against your side. You awkwardly pat his back while waiting for him to release you, he was surprisingly strong. You could hear him mumbling words of apologies, but you were quick to shush his worries.

"We didn't know and we're safe." You said before raising your head as someone called out that land was in sight.

"Please just get to shore." Seungkwan mumbled and you chuckled, patting his head before sitting up and looking at the clear view of the sea. Then you turned to watch Seungkwan again, your heart racing as you watched him. He was cute in a way, cuddled up by your side while keeping you tightly in his grip. Also, but naked except for his shirt. With a short flinch, you were quick to shove your jacket on top of the man and he looked up before turning red from embarrassment. You were quick to just get him some pants, which he gladly put on before handing you your jacket back.

"You wear it, it's scalding hot out here. Wouldn't want you to dry out." With a short wink, you walked off of the ship and on the docks. Sauntering away, you left Seungkwan alone on the deck in pure confusion.

Seungkwan didn't know what to do, not when he felt jealousy consume him as he watched a man near you get a bit too close for his liking. The arm around your shoulder was bugging Seungkwan to no end and you never seemed to display any kind of discomfort. Until the man came a bit too close, seconds later the man landed on the ground while clutching his arm in pain. Seungkwan's eyes widened as he watched you stride over to his table, sitting beside him with a grin.

"What was the staring for?" You asked as you set down your mug, looking at him with curiosity and a hint of smugness. Seungkwan blushed before looking at his own glass, just a class of water unlike your alcoholic drink, while trying to come up with an answer. He didn't have to think for long as you threw your arm around his shoulders, leaning closer to his ear before whispering.

"Does it have to do with your little crush on me?" You asked and Seungkwan's eyes widened before he awkwardly turned his head to look at you. You smiled at him, watching as his ears turned red again from embarrassment.

"You talk in your sleep." You gave another wink as you let go of him again, ruffling his hair softly and the siren blushed even more. "I can't help it, okay!" He exclaims and you smile again, turning to face him completely. You stared at him for a few seconds, unable to get your thoughts straight as you watched the man. Once again, you were reminded of how ethereal Seungkwan looked without even trying. Your heart was kind enough to remind you of your growing affection for him, almost hammering out of your chest the longer you stared at Seungkwan.

"I'm going back to the ship." You then spoke, kissing Seungkwan's cheek before getting up and making your way back to the ship on your own. By doing so, you missed the chance to see Seungkwan's eyes change back to the lovely pink color that was reserved for you.

The sea was calm today, the moon high in the sky and surrounded by a million stars. The soft wind cooled you down from the buzzing heat in your body, making you sigh with content as you raised your glass to your lips. Your eyes closed as you leaned your head back, sighing once again.

"Are you okay?" Seungkwan's voice pulled you from your thoughts and you turned your head to watch him, a bit surprised that the man had followed you outside although you didn't show it.

"I'm thinking..." You replied shortly, not really knowing what you could possibly say that would sound like a sane person. Sure, magical beings existed, but you weren't one. So how would you explain the sudden connection to Seungkwan that was only spoken of with certain magicals. Usually also with their own kind, you never read of a human and magical being soulmates.

"Do siren's have soulmates?" You asked, unable to stop yourself from asking. You couldn't help but notice Seungkwan's body stiffening, freezing for a few seconds before relaxing again. He nodded, staring at the sea as well before looking at you. You looked back at him, eyes widening slightly as you noticed his eyes.

"I thought you had blue eyes?" This seemed to shock Seungkwan as he quickly looked away, hiding his eyes from your gaze. You frowned, placing your hand underneath his chin before softly turning him back to face you. His face was red from blushing, his eyes almost a neon pink with swirls of blue and you gave him a reassuring smile.

"Does that have to do with me?" You asked and Seungkwan nodded, which made your eyes widen again as you did not expect him to actually confirm the thought. Your hand dropped and Seungkwan looked at the ground before sighing loudly, maybe as a way to make himself a bit more confident.

"I'm in love with you!" His voice was loud, you flinched slightly at the volume before blinking a few times. Then you pointed a finger at yourself, to which he nodded again.

"You- I'm your soulmate?!" You asked louder and the second that Seungkwan nodded, you threw yourself at the male to embrace him. You leaned back, staring at the man as his eyes flashed again before turning blue again. Seungkwan was the first to move again, kissing your cheek before burying his face into the crook of your neck with a low purr. You could only make out the soft whisper from the siren.

"Mine."

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[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

Starlight Eyes ~ B.SK

🌟Who; Boo Seungkwan x female reader (Y/N) 🌟What; Fluff. Seungkwan-centric. Some hurt at the beginning(I don't know if it's classed as angst or not). Briefly mentioned background memberxmember relationships. Reader is older(3 years). Staff!reader. Idol/canon verse. 🌟Wordcount; 14k 🌟Warnings; Alcohol consumption (nobody is shown drunk though). Period talk. Mention of doctors. Suggestive themes. Adult language/profanity. Seungcheol's injury is mentioned a few times. :(( I think that's it but please let me know if I've missed anything!

🌟Summary; The past months together were supposed to be his way of forming a connection with you that would allow you to see him in a romantic manner like you had started to with Seungcheol last year. But it seemed it had just made Seungkwan's feelings burn brighter and his crush turn into something more.

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A/N; This was originally a self-indulgent story with an original character, not a reader insert so there may be some OC stuff I missed during editing so sorry if you see "her/hers/she" when it should be you/yours. Also, I know nothing about the members' personal lives so ignore any inaccuracies there, this is just fanfiction, it's not supposed to be realistic. <3

After all these years, all this time, now that everyone was finally accepting that it would never happen, it happened.

"We're dating," Jeonghan informed the group at large, his right hand holding Seungcheol's left, fingers laced and the older looking very shy as he smiled down at his own feet unable to meet the eyes of any of the 12 in front of them.

"Uh, should I leave?" You asked awkwardly, hands hovering over Minghao's head from where you had been playing with his hair.

"No, why would you suddenly leave?" Jeonghan asked confused, giving you a genuinely bewildered look.

"Because this sounds like family stuff not-"

"Don't," Seungcheol warned, lifting his head to land a firm look on you. "Don't try and say you're not one of us, Y/N because you are."

"Yeah, you're our girl," Jeonghan agreed. "We wanted to tell all of you together, you all should know about this at the same time."

"Okay," You agreed softly, not looking entirely convinced but you turned back down to focus back on playing with Minghao's hair in the way he only really let you do.

Seungkwan wasn't really aware of what was said after that because his attention was on you and the downturn of your lips. You weren't very close, the two of you, though you both still did value each other greatly; just like all of Seventeen did with you and you returned those fond feelings. You had been one of their staff for a while; mostly closest to 95 line as you were the same age as them, and had taken on the role of Seungcheol's personal physiotherapist despite the fact that you were actually a makeup artist. But all 13 young men adored you and you loved them all back just as much so your role was much more than just another staff member to them. Still, Seungkwan didn't really spend any time with you alone and that was okay for you both. But he still had always easily noticed your mannerisms and quirks, so he noticed the way you started to shrink into yourself as the others all congratulated the new couple, after making them both promise that it wasn't some kind of joke that Jeonghan had convinced Seungcheol to go along with. Seungkwan noticed you wilt and didn't understand how no one else did.

To celebrate the new couple, you all went to karaoke, even if you didn't drink and never actually sang but you always watched with a smile, just happy to be involved and thought of. Though this time, Seungkwan noticed you take the shot of soju that Seokmin had poured then promptly abandoned to run screaming excitedly over to the machine and join the song, already tipsy. At that point, Seungkwan stopped drinking.

Although Seungkwan did see you swallow down a fair few drinks over the night while no one was looking, you didn't really seem any different; smiles a little lazier and slightly cuddlier than normal as you tucked up against Wonwoo- who mostly stayed in his seat at your side- but still pretty much the same you as always. Seungkwan wondered if the older man noticed his companion drinking too or not.

Inevitably, as it happened every time you all hung out, you got up after a while to get some air and have a break from all the noise. Wonwoo smiled at you as you got up, his own smile a little drunken making you giggle and pat his cheek fondly before you left the room, putting a bowl of snacks in Soonyoung's hands as you passed him. You were always taking care of them like that; in little ways that added up to a lot. It wasn't a surprise that they all loved you an awful lot.

After a few minutes, Seungkwan got up and said he was going to the bathroom, not that anyone really noticed, then went out of the room, then out to the little courtyard designated for smokers but he knew you liked to sit on the bench right in the corner out of the way. "Hey," He greeted gently when he was close enough, causing you to lift your head up from where it was tilted back against the wall behind you with your eyes closed.

"Hi," You replied in the same tone while lifting your head more to watch him sit too.

"Everything okay?"

"Just needed a break, you know I need to escape it after a while."

"Mm, I know, but I meant more that you've been drinking."

"Ah, you noticed?" He hummed in confirmation. You sighed and tilted your head back again to stare up at the sky ahead; dark and too full of light pollution in the city to see the stars. "It's sad, isn't it?"

"What is?"

"That real beauty is hidden from us because we as a species rely on the artificial too much."

"Uh, that was deeper than I expected." He admitted, making you laugh. He smiled a little, glad that you weren't feeling bad enough to not laugh, and then he shuffled to copy your position and look up at the sky. "You'd like Jeju; there's this hill I go to when I visit my family, I never see as many stars as I do right there."

"Sounds peaceful."

"Mm, it is."

"I'd like to see that one day. If we're ever in Jeju together, do you think you could show me?" You tilted your head to look at him. He felt your gaze on him so he glanced over and then tilted his head too to meet your eyes in return.

Sometimes, Seungkwan really loved that you were the exact same height; being the same level made a lot of your professional interactions a lot easier when you had to adjust his makeup on set. But at times like this when there was already something hanging heavy in the air and Seungkwan's own chest had been twisted horribly for the past hours, he kind of hated it, that your open gaze was level with his. He could never escape it when you looked at him.

"Yeah, I'll take you wherever you want, noona." He replied honestly, tone a touch past just gentle now, turning more soft. "Even if we aren't scheduled to go to Jeju together, I'll take you one day when our schedules allow it."

"Really?" He nodded and you lit up. "I'd really like that, Kwanie."

"Mm, me too." He agreed, making your smile widen as his own turned up one side of his closed mouth. "That doesn't really answer what's wrong though. I'm pretty sure you're not really drinking because of not being able to see the stars." You sighed and turned your head back skywards though Seungkwan kept his full attention on you. He couldn't help but imagine what you would look like with the starlight reflected in your eyes instead of the orange of the fairy lights strung up in the courtyard. Still, artificial light or not, Seungkwan thought you looked beautiful. "Is it hyungs?" He asked carefully, not wanting to make things worse but wanting to get to the bottom of this to try and figure out how to make it better. "Coups and Jeonghan getting together? I…You like Coups-hyung, right?"

"I…no…a little." You admitted with a heavy breath. "I knew I never stood a chance anyway, he's been talking about asking Hannie out for weeks now so I really knew it was coming."

"You did?" Seungkwan was genuinely shocked. "Your response seemed like you didn't know."

"I didn't know when it was happening, or if Cheol-ah was actually going to have the balls to do it, they've been on the cusp of this since before I even met you all, after all."

"Mm, they have." He confirmed. "You really aren't hurt over it?"

"No," You laughed a little. "I'm happy for them, they're good together regardless of romantic status. I don't imagine much will change with them anyway, they've been very unsubtly sneaking off to make out and probably fuck for a while."

"What?" Seungkwan muttered dumbly. "They've been what?"

You looked at him and upon spotting his flat expression you straightened up with an amused expression. "You didn't know?" He shook his head. "Oh, here I was thinking you're one of the observant ones, you always notice when I need something."

"That's you though." He replied without thought then blushed and looked away, back up at the sky. "Uhm, like, it's easier to see when you need something compared to them because they've always been close and affectionate and disappear randomly so it's normal."

"Ah, I see." You hummed in understanding and tilted back again.

The pair of you were silent for a few minutes as Seungkwan focused on calming his racing heart and heated cheeks. He really thought that he had given himself away then. "So," He started, tone back to gentle. "If not because you're hurt, why are you sad, noona?"

"I just…" You sighed heavily. "It's fucking stupid."

"If it hurts, it's not stupid."

"I'm not usually bothered by this, I'm just…I don't know, sensitive, at the moment. Hormones, you know?"

"Mm," He hummed a little, understanding that you were referring to your incoming period. It wasn't something that you ever discussed with any of them exactly, though you did usually take time off every month routinely so the group had very early on been worried and asked you if something was wrong at home or something. And then you had very honestly said that it was because your period pains were worse on those days and you couldn't face people. Ever since, the guys had always had your favourite chocolate and snacks delivered to your apartment on those days to cheer you up a little; and you always hugged them all extra tight on the day you returned. So Seungkwan did know that you were due any day and even had a symbol on his personal calendar to remind him; he always intended to send you flowers but could never gather the courage to do it. He thought he was a lot like Seungcheol in that way. But at least everyone had known that Jeonghan returned Seungcheol's affection, nobody knew if you returned Seungkwan's feelings, or even that he had those feelings in the first place.

"Do you…do you ever just see people being all happy and in love and it just hits you that you don't have that?"

"Oh," He swallowed a little, surprised by your words because you had never seemed to care about romantic relationships for yourself even if you were all for others finding love. Honestly, some of Seventeen had even entertained the possibility that you were aromantic. So you saying this right now and admitting to being upset over being single was genuinely a shock to Seungkwan. "Yeah," He agreed in a soft exhale after a few seconds of absorbing your words. "Quite a lot, honestly." He chuckled a little, embarrassed and scratched his neck awkwardly. "I didn't expect it to be something you think about. That sounds mean, doesn't it? Or rude. Just not nice. I'm sorry-"

"It's fine," You giggled and reached over to take his hand into yours and hold it on the wood of the bench seat between you. "I don't; think about it really, I mean. Like I said, hormones prompted it today. I'm usually fine single, you obviously know that I'm generally not interested in romance. "

"Y-yeah, you've never dated in all the time I've known you." He was staring down at your hands between you. It wasn't the first time that you two had held hands but it was the first where you were having a conversation about romance in what could be considered a romantic setting, fairy lights and the night sky. Seungkwan was half convinced you could feel his racing pulse through your connected palms.

"I don't gain real attraction easily." You admitted softly. "In any way. I can see someone and think about them in a sexual manner but I wouldn't ever do something about it. I need a connection first, for either romantic or sexual relationships. But I don't like meeting people, it's too much hassle and anxiety so I'm not really giving myself the chance to develop any connection with anyone. I think that's mostly why I started to like Cheol because we were spending so much time together during his injury that we got closer and I'm not stupid, he's a wonderful, attractive man."

"Hyung's great." Seungkwan agreed quietly, mind whirling with all the new information.

"He is. You all are." You squeezed his hand gently, sending his heart tripping over itself a little which only grew when you adjusted your hold and your first two fingers slipped through the gaps of his last two. You had never locked fingers before. Seungkwan was halfway to a heart attack, he was certain. "I didn't expect anyone to notice something is, well not wrong; I'll get over this quickly, but not right I guess. Even Wonwoo didn't seem to notice and he's been next to me for the past two hours. It's always you, huh?" You turned your head to look at him again. Seungkwan took a breath before he bravely turned his head to look at you and meet your fond gaze. His breath caught in his throat and that heart attack was coming on very quickly now. "You always do so much for others, Seungkwan-ah, you work so hard to make others happy and feel loved. I hope that you feel it back tenfold. You really deserve it, you know?"

"Noona," He breathed out, feeling all his affection for you rising up to his throat. If he wasn't careful, it was going to come tumbling out so he pressed his lips together to hold it in.

"You'll let me know, won't you? If there's something I can do to make you happy, Kwannie." Those were dangerous words because all Seungkwan wanted was your lips on his, to know how you tasted behind the peach soju that you had been drinking intermittently all night. "Hm?" You prompted when he didn't say anything, his gaze just roaming over your face and trying to stick on your mouth as much as he was trying to not let it. "You'll let me know-"

"Kiss me," He blurted out breathlessly, eyes now glued to your lips and unable to look away.

"Wh-what?" You stammered, lifting your head to look at him utterly gobsmacked. But Seungkwan didn't really notice what your expression was doing as he straightened up in time with you, drawn like a magnet to you in a way that he usually had such good control over but his heart wasn't letting up and he didn't even realise that he was leaning in. Seungkwan's lips barely brushed yours before your hand was free from his and you were pushing him back, touch still gentle even as you cleared yourself space to get to your feet. "What the fuck?" You whispered, staring down at him with wide eyes of pure shock.

And that was what had Seungkwan's own eyes widening as he registered what had just happened, what he had just done. He had asked you to kiss him and then made the move himself when you had been too shocked to react otherwise. He had been so drawn to your soft-looking lips that he hadn't even paid attention to you properly. But now that there was distance between you and your fingers were no longer linked with his, Seungkwan knew.

"I'm so sorry," He rushed out, whole body flashing between hot and cold as panic and guilt squeezed his heart. "I-"

"We should get back." You spoke, voice odd, almost cold but not quite. It made Seungkwan's heart turn to ice in his chest. You were looking at him as if you didn't even know him and it hurt so much. You didn't wait for him to respond before you turned and went back into the building.

Seungkwan couldn't will his body to move, stock still with pain and fear. He had never wanted to confess to you in any way because he was certain that you didn't return the feelings and liked Seungcheol as of the past months; since you had headed back to Seoul with Seungcheol from Japan after tour while the rest of them went to Italy to film Nana Tour. Seungkwan had immediately noticed that something had changed when he saw you two face to face upon returning to Seoul but he hadn't been brave enough to confront you about it and just cradled his bruised heart closer to his chest. But now, what Seungkwan didn't want to happen, happened; you had rejected him. You pushed him away and broke his heart with a still so gentle touch that he honestly wished that you had been brutal, it would've somehow hurt less than this. Seungkwan was left there, heart in pieces not just for the rejection but knowing he had really messed up and now, he really wasn't sure if you would want to call him a friend any more.

How long Seungkwan sat there was an absolute mystery, he didn't move a single muscle, just sat there, staring brokenly wide-eyed at the door, tears silently slipping down his cheeks and hands gripping the edge of the bench either side of his thighs.

And then.

"Boo?" It was Hansol, stepping out into the courtyard in search of his best friend. But upon seeing Seungkwan's distraught expression through the glass of the door, Hansol's heart had seized with worry. "What happened?" He asked, rushing over to kneel on the slab in front of Seungkwan, one hand on Seungkwan's pressed-together knees and his other tenderly wiping the tears away, though more fell as Seungkwan came back to reality and he realised he was crying.

"I-I really fu-fucked up, Nonie," Seungkwan choked out before breaking down into sobs that made Hansol's heart break into pieces and join his best friend's on the floor around them.

It wasn't until they were tucked up in Seungkwan's bed together, Seungkwan's eyes swollen from his tears though no longer falling that Seungkwan actually told Hansol what happened. He hadn't really been in any state to talk at the karaoke bar and Hansol hadn't wanted to risk someone walking in on his fellow idol bawling his eyes out. So Hansol had tried to take Seungkwan back to the room yet he refused, making Hansol call Junhui out as one of the designated drivers for the night. Junhui did have every intention of complaining about being forced to drive them home and then come back, but upon seeing the state of the young man on the bench, Junhui drove them home before going back to the karaoke bar without a single complaint.

The pair were still alone even though they had taken the time to shower and attempt some kind of skincare routine for Seungkwan around his sniffles but he didn't have the heart to care and Hansol only had so much knowledge. Still, they both had clean, soft skin when they climbed into bed together to cuddle up in the way Hansol knew always soothed Seungkwan.

"Are you ready to talk about it now, Boo?"

Seungkwan curled up smaller against Hansol's chest, the younger on his back, his left arm around Seungkwan's back but folded up to run through the older's hair, his right hand over Seungkwan's left on Hansol's chest. "I fucked up."

"Mm, you said. With what? Y/N-noona?" Seungkwan flinched a little, confirming Hansol's words. "She left before I came out to you, she told me to check on you. Did you have a fight?" He sounded as if he didn't even believe it was possible; Seungkwan and you fighting, which was pretty true really as you two had never butted heads in any way.

"Not exactly." Seungkwan's voice was barely audible, half muffled against Hansol's chest and just very quiet anyway because he didn't really want to speak these words but figured he should. It was about time he told his best friend the truth. "I…I kissed her." Hansol tensed a little, genuinely surprised at his friend's words. "Well, tried to. She pushed me away."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"I didn't know you like her that much. I've noticed you treat her differently to other women but I figured it was just because she's different to us all anyway, staff but a precious friend too. I thought it was mostly that and maybe a little crush but for you to try to kiss her? You really like her, huh, Boo?"

"Yeah," He choked out and turned his face further into Hansol's chest while gripping at his t-shirt. "I like her so fucking much th-that my heart is broken right now. S-she pushed me away and looked at me like-like she doesn't know me. I'm so fucking scared I've ruined everything, Vernon. Wh-what if she ne-never talk-"

"Alright, take a breath." Hansol soothed, knowing Seungkwan was on the verge of breaking down again and honestly, Hansol was not strong enough to handle that again. Seungkwn held on tighter as he obediently focused on taking some deep, slow though relatively unsteady breaths until he could breathe evenly again. He slumped back against his best friend and turned his head back around. "You haven't ruined anything, Seungkwan-ah." He promised. "Y/N-noona is not the type of person to ditch someone precious to her because of a love confession."

"I-I didn't confess." Seungkwan admittedly quietly.

"What?" Hansol mumbled puzzled. "You just randomly kissed her?"

"No. I asked her to kiss me first but I guess I just, got caught on the thought and leaned in without really realising."

"Uhm, okay and why did you ask her to kiss you?"

"Because I'm a fucking idiot." He huffed. "She was just…" He exhaled heavily. "It felt a lot, sitting there with her like that and she was talking and saying things and I just always get so caught up listening to her and stuck in how much I like her and she was holding my hand and you know I'm so weak for hand holding and she-" He took a much-needed breath when Hansol tapped his back a little, a silent reminder to breathe. "She basically told me to tell her what she can do to make me happy because she said I do so much for others and deserve to feel as loved and cared for as I make others feel and I just…"

"Asked her to kiss you?" Seungkwan nodded, cheeks warm enough that Hansol could feel the increased temperature easily through his sleep t-shirt. Not that he'd point that out. "And then you kissed her and she shoved you back?"

"No, not shoved just, pushed really gently. I think I'd prefer she had shoved me. Somehow, the soft touch hurts so much more."

"It's because she cares about you, Boo, too much to be so harsh with you. That's good, it means she won't want to lose you over this either." Hansol soothed, hand back in Seungkwan's hair and right thumb brushing over the back of Seungkwan's left hand. "It'll be okay. It might be a little weird at work tomorrow but it won't last."

As it turns out, Hansol was wrong, not because it was weird at work the next day but because you didn't turn up at all.

It was five days before Seungkwan saw you again; you had called off like you did every month though usually it was only a few days, not five. But you had answered the group chat like normal and just said it was just a little extra pain this month and you were fine and did not need Mingyu to come over and feed you handmade soup as it was just a period and you were not ill. The others had been persuaded and simply sent you more treats and funny videos while you were gone. But Seungkwan was convinced that you were avoiding him and well, Hansol's frown told Seungkwan that his best friend had the same thought.

When Seungkwan did see you, however, he really hadn't expected to. He was at a solo photo shoot for one of the brands he was an ambassador for and saw you waiting in his dressing room when he entered. You were dressed ready for work; supply belt strapped around your hips and a makeup brush in your fingers as you twirled it absentmindedly where you were leaning back against the counter in wait, eyes on the empty chair in front of you.

"Noona," He mumbled as he stepped through the open doorway. The brush flew out of your fingers at his sudden voice, making you both yelp a little as it pinged across the room. You both stared in the general vicinity of where it had fallen on the floor somewhere out of sight, then you huffed an amused laugh and pushed off of the counter.

"Come on, they told me to deal with you myself seeing as it's a simple outfit and look today." You mused, motioning him in as you walked over to the clothing rack where only one outfit was set up in wait; jeans, a t-shirt and a soft cardigan. "Kwan-ah?" You prompted when he remained in place. You looked over at him. "Are you going to come in and shut the door or are you changing at the threshold in view of everyone?"

"Right," He mumbled and stepped into the room, closing the door behind him then slowly approached, twisting his fingers together nervously as he neared. "J-just us?"

"Mm, we've worked with this team enough that they trust me to pretty you up alone, not that you need prettying up." You smiled at him, teasing as you tended to when talking to the guys about how attractive they were. But your smile faltered a little when you took his features in properly. He looked paler than usual with dark marks under his eyes and lips a little dry. "Kwan-ah," You breathed out, putting the hangers back on the rack to free your hands so that you could turn and delicately take his face into your hands. Seungkwan immediately felt his eyes sting a little with the threat of tears. He had been so scared that you would never touch him again that feeling your skin so tenderly against his own felt like an awful lot. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." You spoke softly, thumbs gently brushing over his cheeks. Your lips turned down further as you watched a tear drip down his cheek. "I never want to hurt you. You truly are someone I value greatly, you know that, right?"

"I-I was scared you wouldn't anymore."

"Silly boy," You teased, the left side of your mouth quirking up a little. "Knowing the wonderful man you are, how kind and caring you are, I really don't think there is anything you could ever do that would make me stop caring about you and want you in my life."

"You were gone for five days, noona."

"Yeah, I know." You frowned and started to lower your hands but he quickly put his own over your wrists and held you to him; you didn't try to pull away again and let him lead your touch back to his cheeks obligingly. He wasn't usually one to ask you for affection so you really weren't going to turn him away now that he finally had. "I just…I was being a coward. I was scared too, about how this would go, seeing you again after that. I felt so bad for leaving like that but I just…ran away. I'm not very emotionally competent, Kwan-ah," You admitted with a little pout that made his lips quirk up a little. "I've never been in that situation so I didn't know what to do. I should've just faced you the next day and not made you suffer these past days but I used my upcoming period as an excuse. If it helps though, I was genuinely in more pain this month so we both suffered."

"That doesn't make me feel better." He answered with a concerned frown. "I never want you to suffer, even if I am, I never want that for you." He brushed his thumbs over your wrists delicately. "Is everything okay? Why was it more painful?"

"I don't know, just one of those things I guess." You shrugged carelessly making his frown worsen.

"Noona, you can't be so careless about your health. What if it's a sign that something's wrong?"

"I can't go to the doctor because I had a more painful period than usual, Kwan-ah," You sighed, gently pulling your hands away to reach back and grab the hangers. He let out a displeased breath but obediently followed the silent instructions and removed his shoes to kick aside carelessly while unzipping his coat to remove. "They barely take periods seriously anyway, a one-off will be dismissed and a waste of my time going for."

"If it's worse again next month, you will go then?" He tossed his coat aside blindly in the direction of the couch. It fell short and landed on the floor but he didn't care.

"They'll dismiss it." You informed simply, watching as he removed his hoodie to also toss aside.

"Please, for me?" He requested, stopping with one arm out of his t-shirt to put his hand to yours over the hangers pleadingly.

"Fine," You conceded with a heavy sigh. "But if they just dismiss it, I get to say I told you so."

"Mm, okay. I'll even buy your favourite ice cream." He chuckled, taking the clothes from you to take to the couch and get changed there.

Even though Seungkwan was not particularly confident in his body he had changed in front of you so many times over the past two years- it was all part of being an idol with staff members around all the time during outfit changes- that he didn't even stop to think about the fact it was the first time that you two were alone while he changed, in a shut room. At least until you approached to start folding his own discarded clothes neatly so they didn't crease. And then Seungkwan looked at you, his own trousers around his ankles from just pushing them down and freezing. You could definitely see his dark boxer briefs as the plain white t-shirt stopped just below the waistband of his underwear. Suddenly, he was very self-conscious and aware of the fact you were alone and he had felt your lips brush his.

"Are you being Seungcheol?" You teased noticing him just stop and stand there. You didn't even look up at him and instead lowered down to your knees in front of him making his chest tighten and his fingers grip the edge of his borrowed t-shirt while he swallowed thickly. You didn't even notice, your hands were already on him; one on the back of his left calf and the other on the hem of his trouser leg. "Up." You encouraged. Numbly, Seungkwan lifted his left leg to allow you to pull his trousers off over his sock and then put his foot down before you swapped to his right leg to repeat the process efficiently. You leaned back and laid his trousers on the couch before grabbing the jeans off of the hanger.

It wasn't the first time that you had physically dressed a Seventeen member; Seungcheol especially since he hurt his knee, had required help with his trousers, socks and shoes and although he was healed now and capable, he still pouted at you until you helped him. Jeonghan could be pretty lazy too, especially near the end of concerts so you had more than once literally stripped him down to his boxers and redressed him when he was being too difficult for other staff who did not have a close enough relationship with the guys to do as much. The first few times had made Jeonghan blush and flustered for a while after, but these days he let it happen without any fuss. Mingyu was another who wanted to be doted on like Seungcheol, though he either went into playful flirt mode which always resulted in you either pinching or biting him depending on if your hands were busy, or he got shy and made it difficult for you as he tried to hide away despite whining for your help in the first place. The others always wondered how you could put up with Mingyu like that but you just shrugged and said it didn't bother you really as your job was to get them ready for the fans or cameras. Nobody ever pointed out that your job was only to do their makeup but you always went above and beyond what you were actually paid for. They liked you doting too much to want you to ever stop. Though they often tried to convince their higher-ups to increase your pay, something you genuinely were clueless about. The only time you had ever refused to help any of them dress was the one time Wonwoo had very uncharacteristically boldly called you over after a Hip Hop Unit stage, dressed in red leather and shining with sweat. You had taken one look at him and dismissively turned to touch up Jihoon's makeup again even though you had just finished. Nobody really knew what happened for you to refuse, though they were pretty sure it was some kind of disagreement between you two as you had both been kind of tense before that despite usually getting along really well. Seungkwan had actually suspected you two to be dating around that time and it was a lovers quarrel, but then he walked in on Wonwoo and Mingyu making out a few days later and realised he was very wrong.

"Are we tucking today?" You asked when the jeans were up over Seungkwan's ass and on his hips though still open. "Mm, it doesn't look long enough to tuck." You commented in answer to your own question, head tilted a little as you looked at the t-shirt still grasped in Seungkwan's grasp.

The door suddenly opened making Seungkwan inhale in slightly panicked surprise. Though to his relief, it was Hansol who entered, a carrier with three drinks in it balanced on his palm. "Uh," The younger male spoke, eyes wide on the position of the pair of you.

"Didn't know anyone was coming to watch Kwanie today." You commented after smiling in greeting at the young man while he awkwardly entered the room and shut the door behind him. You turned back to Seungkwan and reached out to do his jeans up for him, with hands now skilled at dressing and undressing others.

"Uhm, I heard you'd be here today so I thought I'd come like, check in," Hansol admitted, putting the drinks on the counter. Seungkwan gave his best friend a grateful looking knowing he actually meant that he was there to be moral support for Seungkwan.

"Ah," You made a noise of understanding and pointed to the shoes by the rack. "Grab those, would you?" Hansol nodded and quickly grabbed the shoes to take over and hand over. He stood a few feet behind you and silently watched as you helped Seungkwan into the shoes and made them all neat before you got to your feet.

It was very clear to the youngest that Seungkwan was feeling some things from having his crush, you, on your knees in front of him and clearly you had been there for a little while dressing Seungkwan, judging by how wide his eyes were and red his cheeks. Hansol wished he could help his friend out in some way but there wasn't anything he could realistically do.

You made short work of getting Seungkwan into the cardigan before leading him over to the makeup chair to get started. All while Seungkwan just let you. He kept his lips together and eyes big on you to watch you move around and take charge of getting him ready for the photo shoot so naturally that he wondered why you ever said that you didn't like being in charge of people. You always handled the guys so well and often delegated tasks amongst the staff yet when you had been offered a higher-paid position as head makeup artist, you had refused on the grounds that it was too much responsibility and pressure being in charge. Seungkwan wondered if you actually realised how much the rest of the staff and even the 13 idols listened to you, especially during changes backstage at concerts. You didn't get paid to take charge but you were the only one willing to get physical with the guys to get them where they needed to be or step in to calm them down when their tensions ran high.

"You haven't been doing your routine." You commented when you were leaning in closer to Seungkwan to carefully work on adding the tinted balm to his lips, the last step of the standard natural look routine you did to them all for these calmer shoots.

"Sorry," Seungkwan whispered back, fingers twisted in the hem of his t-shirt again; it was very creased at this point but neither of you had even noticed.

"Shall we do an intensive session later? We haven't done one of those in a while."

"Really?" His heart thrummed excitedly at the thought of spending an hour alone with you taking care of his skin. He always felt so relaxed and content after those sessions but it had truly been a while since your last, months.

"Mm." You hummed in confirmation, then leaned back and stepped away to give him the freedom to get up. You looked at your right hand where leftover balm was on the tip of your middle finger from dabbing it to his lips, then at your empty left hand. You usually had a tissue in hand but you hadn't picked one up today. Seungkwan looked at the counter with every intention of grabbing a tissue for you but your usual box wasn't there, nor your wipes. Without warning, you turned and approached Hansol and held his jaw in your clean hand to apply the balm to his lips. He had been kind of alarmed at the sudden grab, even if it was rather gentle in your true fashion, but quickly understood and just stood still and let you. He even smacked his lips together when you pulled your right hand back, making you giggle. Hansol smiled at you and Seungkwan watched, looking between you two and, not for the first time, he noticed how good you looked together. Then again, he thought you looked good next to any of his members. He wondered if anyone ever thought that he looked good with you. Probably not.

"What's going on with Boo's hair?" Hansol asked curiously, causing you to turn back around to Seungkwan.

"I don't need to do anything, Kwanie already looks handsome enough," You informed, though approached to run your left fingers through his hair a little just to fix the strands that getting changed had messed up.

"Seungkwanie is really handsome already, huh, noona?" Hansol grinned to himself as he watched Seungkwan fluster a little at your genuine praise.

"Mm, people will be more interested in Seungkwanie than the product," You continued, knowing Hansol was baiting you to tease his friend and willing to play along.

"Stop," Seungkwan whined a little. "You're being ridiculous."

"Excuse you, I am being honest." You scolded and gently tilted his head upwards to meet your eyes. "You're beautiful, Boo Seungkwan." Even with the concealers and foundation on his skin, Seungkwan's resulting blush could be spotted.

Hansol watched Seungkwan's expression melt under your honest gaze, nothing but pure unfiltered adoration in his eyes. Hansol wondered if Seungkwan had always looked at you in that way when he thought that no one was looking and able to call him out on it, or if it was now something he was unable to hide since his truth came out. He wondered if you saw Seungkwan's gaze and knew what it meant, how the kiss wasn't his full truth.

Since that day at his solo shoot, when Seungkwan had more personal time with you than he ever had and really understood that you truly saw no change in your relationship despite the kiss attempt, he had slowly invited you to spend time together more and more. He had always wanted to spend more time with you but he had been too scared of his feelings coming out and ruining things, but that had already happened and you were perhaps closer than you had ever been.

Over the past few months, you went from seeing each other pretty much just at work or when you were hanging out with other members and Seungkwan happened to be there too, to texting every day often with video calls at night as you both unwound and did your nightly skincare routines together, and spending time together alone outside of work with none of the other members.

At first, Seungkwan had been worried that you wouldn't want to spend so much time with him but you had always happily agreed to spend time together and had even started to suggest hanging out yourself; at first with something specific in mind like visiting something that you felt you'd both enjoy or to get a meal, but then you would just ask to hang out with no plan in mind. The first time you had admitted that you had no plans and just wanted to spend time with him, Seungkwan had honest-to-god almost burst his heart through his chest like something out of an old cartoon. It still made his heart flutter madly when you would skip over to him and cutely hold onto his arm to request quality time with handsome Seungkwanie, but he had a much better control over his heart these days. Well, for the most part.

"What are we doing here?" Seungkwan muttered alarmed, heart racing with nerves in his chest as he woodenly followed you into the bridal boutique; the same one he had visited a few weeks ago with his sister to pick up her wedding dress and his suit.

"Unnie said she's put aside a few options for me." You replied simply.

"Options? For what?" He worried, following you over to the reception desk. "Noona?" He hissed desperately but you were already talking to the staff; the same woman who had served him last time. He was wearing a mask and cap this time but he was pretty sure the woman recognised him based on the smile she shot his way. He bowed a little in polite greeting. Seungkwan felt so out of his depth even as he was led over to the dressing rooms and told to sit on the couch, just like his first visit here to help his sister pick out her dress with her best friend and their mother.

And then he was alone as you went into the room and the staff wandered off, though returned minutes later with a few dresses all in the soft lilac Naeryin had picked for her bridal party, him included. Seungkwan's throat dried with nerves. Were you invited to the wedding? He knew that you and Naeryin had developed a friendship of sorts since you met a little over a year ago at one of Seventeen's concerts and would meet when Naeryin was in Seoul on those rare times, but neither of you had ever said a word about you attending the wedding. He genuinely did not know if he could handle seeing you surrounded by his family like that, like you were one of them.

Seungkwan had been so caught up in his worries that he hadn't even noticed the door open until the staff stood from where she was perched on the stool and clapped happily. Seungkwan looked up and saw you standing shyly in a silky lilac off-the-shoulder dress that gathered in at your waist highlighting your curvy figure and stopped just above your knees. Seungkwan could see the hint of a tattoo on your right thigh; he didn't even know that you had tattoos and the thought made him kind of lightheaded. Well, more than he already was.

"What do you think?" You asked nervously, fingers fiddling with the straps of your bra on show thanks to the sleeves. "I'd wear a different bra, of course so imagine without the straps." You encouraged, big eyes locked on Seungkwan who was just staring dumbly at you and wishing he hadn't removed his mask and hat because now his awestruck expression was embarrassingly in full view.

"You look so beautiful!" The staff enthused when Seungkwan remained silent. You smiled gratefully and turned your attention to the staff who approached to coo over how well the dress suited you and literally looked tailored to your body despite being off the rack. "You two are going to look so beautiful together, have you seen your boyfriend's suit? He looks so handsome in it!"

"Uhm, he's not my boyfriend." You corrected softly, cheeks a little pink and gaze suddenly focused down on the skirt as you fiddled with it. "Friends."

"Oh, I apologise, I just thought because his sister personally set aside options for you to attend her wedding and asked for silk like her brother's shirt…I assumed. I'm sorry."

"It's fine." You assured, placing a gentle hand on the staff's arm comfortingly. "I'll go change back. I'm more than happy with this dress so I won't try the others." Then you were back in the dressing room, the door clicking to a lock behind you and Seungkwan still hadn't moved a muscle.

It took until you were at your usual coffee shop, at your usual table at the back half hidden behind a divider and plants, that Seungkwan managed to actually say a word.

"You're coming to the wedding?" He asked, fingers playing with the edge of his mug as he stared down at it.

"Mm, the makeup artist that unnie picked turned out to be really uncomfortable to be around when the girls went to trial their looks for the day, and so unnie asked me if I could help them out as they had decided to just do each other's makeup instead of stressing to find a wedding makeup artist in time. Of course, I said yes and then unnie said I should now accept the invite seeing as I'll be there anyway," You shrugged and then sipped at your drink.

"Noona invited you already?" You nodded in confirmation. "And you said no?"

"I wouldn't really know anyone and would feel really out of place and anxious the whole time."

"You'd know me."

"Mm, but you're her man of honour, Kwan-ah, you have duties to attend to so I didn't want to add more on top. I know you'd feel responsible for looking after me and making sure I'm comfortable." He opened his mouth as if to argue but then closed it again making you giggle. You both knew that he would be doing exactly that. "But I have a real purpose for being there now, and I met the girls through video chat and they're lovely so I think I'll be okay and you won't need to worry about me."

"I'll always worry about you." He replied automatically in a gentle tone. You peered up at him and then aside, eyes unintentionally landing on your dress laid over the back of the seat on your right side in a protective black dress bag to keep it clean. Seungkwan followed your gaze automatically and recalled how you had looked in the dress and how he had lost all ability to talk. He felt guilty for not telling you how beautiful you looked. Bravely, he took the chance to now. "I should've said this earlier when you asked but I think you look so beautiful in that dress, noona." You slid your eyes back to him, a little rounder now at the compliment. "I was just…lost for words. I've never seen you like that before."

"Yeah, I was worried it would be weird, wearing a dress in front of you." You admitted, directing your focus to your mug between your hands. "I was supposed to go pick a dress a few days ago but I uh, wanted you to be there."

"Me?"

You nodded. "So the first time you see me in a dress isn't the day of the wedding."

Seungkwan knew that you didn't mean it that way, that you weren't talking about your wedding but he was now thinking about it; what kind of dress you would choose to wear when you promised to be by his side forever and love him until the world stops spinning. Seungkwan had never thought of that before; marrying someone specific, being in love with you and spending your lives together, but now that he had, he realised how much he quite liked the thought. The past months together were supposed to be his way of forming a connection with you that would allow you to see him in a romantic manner like you had started to with Seungcheol last year. But it seemed it had just made Seungkwan's feelings burn brighter and his crush turn into something more.

"Kind of desensitise you, I guess?" You continued, unaware of the fact that Seungkwan had just realised and accepted that he was falling in love with you. "Though I guess once isn't enough to desensitise," You mused, lifting your mug to sip at.

"I guess you're going to have to wear dresses around me a lot in the next few weeks." He replied, surprised at how smoothly he had gotten the words out when the thought of seeing you in dresses so much was genuinely giving his lungs some issue drawing in oxygen.

"Kind of impractical to wear at work." You replied, eyes curving with your smile over the edge of your mug.

"Mm, I guess so." He agreed and took a drink before lowering his mug and licking his lips. "Then the only thing to do is spend more time together outside of work."

"That would mean going home and changing instead of going straight to wherever we want to go. We barely make it before closing to a lot of things as it is, Kwan-ah."

"I don't mind." He shrugged, playing it off and looking back down to where his left index finger was tracing over the edge of his mug. "I don't mind what we do, so long as we're together."

"Oh," You licked your lips and looked down yourself, cheeks a little pink and not noticing that his were the exact same. "Me either. I don't mind either. I just like spending time with you."

Seungkwan looked up and noticed how shy you looked with your blush and downturned eyes. Maybe, just maybe his plan had worked and you were starting to like him too. Bravely, he uncrossed his ankles to stretch his leg out just enough to tap his foot to yours lightly. You peered up at him through your lashes for a few seconds before you moved your own foot to be beside his own. Seungkwan's heart thumped and he had to quickly lift his mug to hide the fond dopey smile that lifted his lips.

The weeks until the wedding passed in a blur of flushed cheeks and shy giggles between you two. You made sure to fit in time together at every chance that you both could, and where possible you always wore a dress. The dresses were all casual and comfortable, ranging from simple pinafores to cute summer dresses; all of which stopped around your knees and never showed any more skin than your arms and the slight glimpse at the top of your chest, but every single one made Seungkwan's heart thrum because it was for him. Not quite in the way he wanted but he still hoped and started to believe as the days passed that you were no longer just desensitising him but dressing to look nice for him. He had noticed that sometimes you wore a little more makeup than usual or did something with your hair; he always complimented you on it and felt pride swell in his chest at the way you'd turn shy and blush without fail before taking his hand to lead him off somewhere different every time. At some point in those weeks, it stopped feeling like two friends hanging out and more, dare he say it, like dates. Something Seungkwan regularly screeched to Hansol about when they were safe from others overhearing. He couldn't help but wonder if you had felt the same too.

Then the day arrived that you two travelled to Jeju together ready for the wedding the next day. Of course, Seungkwan had been basically booked in to stay at his parent's house for the weekend but had said to you when you were trying to figure out your own accommodation that he'd get a room at the hotel too so that you could go together. You had refused saying he should stay with his family otherwise they'd be very disappointed and he would regret not taking the chance while he could. He had understood your point, so had just helped you book a hotel for the trip with something hidden in his chest saying that he wouldn't regret it as much as you thought.

There had actually been a bit of a fuss leaving Seoul as somehow people had found out that Seungkwan would be at the airport, but at least you had known ahead of leaving for the airport so Hybe had put together a team to escort you two through the airport safely with a few of the security getting on the flight too in case it was crazy at the other end. But Jeju airport had been pretty much quiet so the staff had gotten back on the next flight back to Seoul after making sure you two were safely in the car Seungkwan had rented for the trip.

Although Seungkwan could drive, he wasn't all that confident about it and it was even worse with you in the car as he didn't want to look incompetent, especially in his home town. You were always the one driving you two around in Seoul and honestly, Seungkwan preferred it that way because there was something really attractive about the way you drove; as if you had no concerns at all and had been driving your whole life. And you always let him put whatever music he wanted on; Seungkwan was pretty sure that lately you had even started to sing along under your breath and he's anticipating the day he actually hears you sing for the first time. So Seungkwan liked it much better when you drove but he had wanted to drive this time so that you could take in everything you passed without having your mind mostly on safety.

Initially, you two had planned for Seungkwan to drive you straight to the hotel to let you settle in and he'd go to his parent's house, but he had looked at you and saw how bright your eyes were as you took in the beautiful sights that he didn't want to part already. So he drove around showing you various things, pointing out places and telling you his associated memories; things he hadn't even really had the chance or urge to tell his members but he wanted you to know. He wanted you to know everything about him and to know everything about you in return.

"Do you think I could go to your home town with you one day?" He requested when he finally pulled up into the drop-off zone outside the hotel, hours after landing and with a few calls from his family wondering where he was. They hadn't said much after he had said that he was showing you around, but he knew that he was going to be bundled with questions from his mother in particular about when he was going to ask you out. Not because Seungkwan had ever told anyone but Hansol about his feelings for you, but because his family just knew him too well, especially his sisters.

"My home town?" You questioned looking at him with one hand on the door handle ready to get out. He nodded. "No."

His face fell a little. "Oh, okay, sorry, I just thought-"

"Not because of you, Kwan-ah," You assured, reaching over to pick his hand up from where it was still resting on the handbrake. "But because I don't want to go back there myself, let alone show someone who means so much to me that part of my life."

"You don't?" He frowned concernedly. "I didn't know you felt that way."

"Mm, there's a reason I've been in Seoul as long as I have." You squeezed his hand a little then smiled and removed your seat belt.

"Will you tell me about it? One day?"

"Maybe." You agreed and got out. He quickly followed to help you take your case and large makeup case out of the boot. "Go before your parents call again." You teased, trying to wave him off.

"I will." He agreed though stood there, one hand on the car and the other in the pocket of his shorts. "Go in." He encouraged with a closed-lipped smile on his face as he tilted his chin towards the hotel. You didn't react immediately, just looked at him and he was very certain that your gaze travelled him up and down before you did turn and scuttled off into the hotel. "Did she just check me out?" He muttered in stunned disbelief, finally moving to get back into the car. Once inside he just sat there dumbly, one hand pressed to his juddering heart. "I think she checked me out." He laughed in happy disbelief though jumped when there was a horn behind him. He quickly strapped himself in and disengaged the handbrake to drive off and let the taxi behind pull up.

Seungkwan had already seen you for breakfast which all of the wedding party were invited to at the resort where the wedding was to take place. You had tried to say that you weren't part of the party, just a guest doing makeup but Naeryin had not accepted that at all. Especially as Seungkwan would then be at the resort for the rest of the day making sure that everything was ready and you needed to get there early yourself to start on the bridal makeup and get ready too. So Naeryin had pointed out that it just made sense for you to join them all for breakfast so that her poor little brother didn't have to drive so much and add extra stress on his shoulders; a manipulation that you were very aware was happening but too caring of Seungkwan to avoid.

You two had sat side by side at breakfast and Seungkwan had done his utmost to not be obvious with his feelings in front of his family but clearly, he had failed as his sisters especially kept giving him knowing grins every time he met their eyes. He just stopped looking at them in the end.

But then you had to part ways; Seungkwan to do his duties putting his eye for detail to the test in the actual venue and you to go with the bride and her bridesmaids to help her get ready. Watching you walk off laughing with his sisters had made Seungkwan feel kind of giddy. His family loved you and that made him happier than he could put into words.

Seungkwan had just finished spending a good twenty minutes trying to get one particular strand of hair in the right place, wanting to look perfect for his sister's wedding (and also to impress you) when there was a knock on the door of the room designated to him to get ready for the wedding. He had already been in there for over an hour to shower and get into his grey suit with a lilac silk shirt underneath. You had that morning obligingly given him makeup products for him to apply himself, he really wanted to look perfect for Naeryin's wedding. And he had done a pretty good job if he said so himself, not as good as you would've but good enough.

"Kwan-ah?" Your voice passed through the door making him freeze. He was suddenly hit with the very real thought that he was not ready to face you. "Can I come in? I'm done with the girls so I can help you now, if you want it."

"U-uhm, yeah-yeah, you can come in." He called then swallowed thickly when the door started to open.

Seungkwan's hands fell to his sides and he automatically turned around to face you as you walked into the room. He had already seen you in the dress and that was hard enough to deal with but now that you had your hair done, makeup on and feet strapped into a pair of pretty lilac heels, he really did forget to breathe for a few long seconds.

"Oh," You exhaled when you took in Seungkwan as you approached, your beautifully made-up eyes widening a little even as you came to a stop just out of arms reach. With the heels on, you were a few inches taller than him and usually, Seungkwan would hate that but with you, he didn't even care.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen." Seungkwan breathed out, chest heaving as he quickly rushed to refill his suddenly burning lungs. You looked away shyly as a blush bloomed on your skin. With your shoulders and the top of your chest exposed like that, Seungkwan could see for the first time that your chest coloured prettily when you blushed. It was probably not a very good piece of information to have right then if he wished to remain sane enough for the wedding. But, too late.

"You should see Naeryin-unnie, she looks like a princess." You replied and looked back up at him. You stepped forward without thought and easily fixed that annoying strand of hair without any hassle.

"I don't doubt it, my sisters are all beautiful. But I can never put you in the same place as any of them, they're my family and you…" He breathed out, fingers ghosting over your arms where they were both still raised, gently brushing your fingers over his face to smooth out any imperfections in his makeup.

Your hands stilled and you redirected your gaze from his cheek to meet his eyes. "I'm what, Kwan-ah?" You asked quietly, almost a whisper between them.

"You know," His expression tightened and turned a little desperate as his fingers curled around your forearms. "You've got to know by now, Y/N."

"I…I have my suspicions." You admitted and licked your berry-stained lips. "When you kissed me, it-it wasn't just a spur-of-the-moment thing, was it?"

Seungkwan swallowed thickly.

Part of him didn't want this conversation to happen, not today of all days when he wasn't certain where it was headed and he already had so much on his shoulders to make sure that his sister had the wedding of her dreams. But the other part of him wouldn't be able to think of anything else if you didn't talk about it now, if you walked away and left it for another time or never again. His heart was so full in his chest, so full of all the little quirks and habits of you that he couldn't not know for certain anymore. He needed to know if the hope in his chest should get shoved back in the bottom of the box for a future Seungkwan, or if he could let it become something more.

"No," He admitted quietly, fingers curling a little further but still not really applying much pressure. You always treated him so carefully that he couldn't help but do the same back.

"And it was more than just…wanting to kiss me?" He nodded a little. "More as in…you like me?"

Seungkwan inhaled softly before nodding. "Yeah, noona, I like you. I liked you so much then that it just overflowed and I couldn't stop it before I realised what I was doing. And now?" He huffed a little laugh. "I like you so fucking much that I'm constantly scared my heart is going to burst from my chest like those cartoons from when we were kids." You laughed a little at his choice of wording but you didn't look like you were laughing at him. If Seungkwan had to pick a word to describe how you were looking at him, he'd say endeared.

"That much that you're turning into a Looney Toon?" You teased, settling one palm more solidly against his cheek while the other moved to press to his chest and felt the jack rabbiting of his heart against your touch. "Sounds pretty serious, Kwan-ah."

"Y-yeah," He swallowed, not entirely sure where this was going but that hope was flitting around his torso disrupting the butterflies that had laid resting in his stomach. "Can you please tell me if you feel the same way or not because it's driving me crazy not knowing, noona," He whispered pleadingly. You smiled gently at him then leaned in to press your lips to his. Seungkwan's hands tightened around your arms and his eyes closed as he kissed you back with his face warming dramatically. "Y-you do? You like me too?" He asked for clarification purposes when you leaned back and watched his eyes flutter open.

"Yeah, Seungkwan, I like you too." You confirmed then giggled when he surged in to kiss you, not that it really worked when you were giggling and he was smiling brightly.

"Let me take you on a date tomorrow." He requested.

"I can't," You frowned a little, which worsened when you watched his face fall. "I promised to go to the spa with your mum tomorrow."

"What?" He blinked at you dumbly. "The spa? With my mum?" You nodded. "Uh…what?"

"Apparently you've told her a bunch of times that I'm the one who always tells you what skincare products to use so she wanted my opinion for her own skin and then it kind of quickly went from agreeing to go product shopping with her to skipping all that and going to the spa."

"Oh," Slowly, Seungkwan's cheeks lifted as he smiled. "I like that, that you're going to do something with my mum. I'm really happy that you get along with my family."

"Me too. I was nervous but they've been so welcoming to me. Sprinkled with not-so-subtle hints that you should be getting married to start a family of your own." You giggled when he whined and tilted down to hide embarrassedly against your neck. You wound your arms around his neck and played with his hair gently to not ruin the styling. Seungkwan's complaints fell silent, too content being in your arms for the first time to be anything but happy while his arms went around your waist. "You have things to do," You remembered after a minute of just holding each other.

"I want to do this."

"We can do this whenever we want, Kwan-ah, Naeryin-unnie only gets her wedding once. At least I hope so, I hope this is a long happy marriage for her, she deserves it."

"She does." He agreed and straightened up to look at you. "I know-I know it's not quite the same, but you deserve a long, happy relationship too, noona. And I hope I can be the person who gives it to you. If you'll have me?"

"Kwan-ah," You exhaled fondly and couldn't help but kiss him softly.

"Yes? Yes, you'll let me?" He asked, hope thick in his voice.

"Unnie will kill us for getting together on her wedding."

"She wo- okay, she would." He sighed heavily and slumped a little, lips turning pouty. "I've wanted to call you my girlfriend for so long and now I'm stopped again just when I thought it was really going to happen. Because my sister wants all the attention."

"Let her have it." You giggled.

His lips pouted further. "I can't call you my girlfriend now because of my sister and can't take you on a date tomorrow because of my mum, what's even the point of confessing?"

"You're so dramatic, Kwan-ah." You teased, tugging on his ear a little and noticed him trying to fight the twitch of his lips giving away his smile. "I have a good reason for confession regardless of the current holdbacks in being together." He tilted his head a little in question. You smirked then kissed him, mouth moving slowly this time, all lingering and none of the sweetness of earlier. Seungkwan couldn't help but groan slightly, soft and barely audible but still present as he tilted further into the kiss to match the intensity as his fingers curled into your hips.

"Think that kinda makes it worse." He murmured a few minutes later, some of your lipstick on his lips and your own a little smeared. He had the sudden urge to lean back in and make it even worse, ruin your makeup and take you apart. But he didn't, he proved to himself that he had self-control and leaned back.

"So no to doing that again?"

"I didn't say that," He rushed making you laugh. He smiled and pecked your lips before moving back. "You should fix your lipstick, baby." Your eyes widened a little at the petname. "Is-is that too much?" He asked, cheeks flushed and not just from the kiss.

"Hell no," You answered immediately then grabbed his face to kiss again. He couldn't help but kiss you back, hands secure on your waist. "Call me all the petnames you want, sweetheart."

It was Seungkwan who surged back in then, pushing you back against the dresser behind you making you gasp into the kiss. For a split second, Seungkwan wondered if putting his tongue in your mouth was too far but then it was already happening and your fingers were curling into his hair to keep him close.

You both knew that you really should not be making out, especially so heavily right then. Seungkwan really did have duties to attend to in order for the wedding to go ahead properly in a little under an hour. But you both got caught up in each other's mouths until Seungkwan's phone started to ring in his back pocket.

"Fuck, fuck, okay," Seungkwan panted out, reluctantly pulling away. Your lipstick was a complete mess now and he knew that you would need to redo your makeup and no doubt his too. He couldn't help but kiss you again as he pulled out his phone to lift. "You're going to drive me insane, you know?" He chuckled, pushing back with his hand pressed against the dresser at your side.

"Likewise," You replied simply, watching him heavily as he answered the call of his oldest sister asking where he was.

"Getting ready." He spoke into the device, eyes roaming over your body openly now that he could. "Mm, noona's going to do my makeup and hair for me then I'll be there." He hummed again in response to whatever Yerin said then hung up and put his phone back in his pocket. "I want to kiss you again but I know they'll come to drag me off if I'm not there soon."

"Mm, better keep our hands and lips to ourselves then." You pushed off of the dresser and walked over to pick up the makeup wipes from the dressing table where everything was still laid out. "Come on," You encouraged, pointing to the stool with one hand, the other already wiping off your badly smeared lipstick. Seungkwan moved his phone into his inner blazer pocket before obediently sitting down and grabbing a wipe himself to remove the mess on him too. As he worked he wondered if maybe he had a kink for smeared lipstick, because he really hadn't wanted either of you to remove it and could easily imagine you in various lipsticks under him, the colour smeared across your face and down your neck. And he was really fucking into it.

You went into professional mode once the products were in your hands and Seungkwan easily followed suit without consciously doing so. You both had a job to do here regardless of your own feelings and you would both feel endlessly guilty if anything went wrong because of you.

After two years of working with Seventeen, you had Seungkwan's makeup done swiftly then fixed his hair into place before sending him off. He leaned over to press one last kiss to your lips, this one soft and short then he rushed off leaving you grinning to yourself as you cleaned up his room.

In the end, the wedding went off without a hitch even if Naeryin had turned into an anxious mess at the last second and had to be talked down by her entire bridal team while you hovered at the side awkwardly with a little bag of emergency makeup supplies in hand in case Naeryin needed a touch up during the afternoon. Which she did need then, and also after the actual marriage ceremony itself when she cried happily at her new husband's sweet vows.

But after that, you were constantly swept away by various family members wanting to know you because it seemed that all of Seungkwan's family liked to gossip. And despite his sister literally getting married, they were all fascinated by the young woman in attendance who their dear Seungkwanie spent most of his time with in Seoul, both in and out of work. Despite that, you did genuinely enjoy yourself and loved meeting his family and old family friends who were in attendance. The stories of little Seungkwan were also a great joy for you, you just wished there had been pictures too.

Still, a little after sunset while the sky was still tinted orange, you needed a break so you escaped the beautiful hall full of people happily talking and dancing to the loud music, and wandered to the beach just a few minutes away; part of the resort so thankfully hidden from the general public. There were a few resort goers dotted along the beach but none of them paid you any attention as you walked along the sand, heels dangling in your left hand and enjoying the calm.

Seungkwan had noticed a lack of you pretty quickly, always swivelling his head around to make sure that his relatives weren't being too much meaning he'd need to intervene, but you had always been smiling and looking genuinely happy that he left you alone mostly. And when he had seen you holding his baby cousin and dancing with her, smiling brightly as the one-year-old giggled away in your arms, Seungkwan knew he definitely could not approach you then because he just knew he'd kiss you and ask you to forget about his sister and be his already regardless of the group you had been standing with. Something about you with kids had always gotten to him and now seeing you with a kid that shared his blood, well he was really understanding that his subconscious had been trying to tell him that you'd be good with your shared kids.

But when he noticed your presence gone entirely, he grew distracted until the bride herself slapped his arm. "I'm talking to you, asshole."

"Mm, yeah, I know, I'm listening." He replied, not even looking at her.

"No, you're not." Naeryin looked around too and understood. "She's probably gone to the bathroom, relax little bro, Y/N is fine."

"She's not good with all this; people and noise." He replied, frowning a little in open concern. "She always has to take breaks."

"Then she's taking a break. If it's normal, why are you so worried?"

"Because I know where she takes her breaks in Seoul, I don't know where she is right now."

"Wow," The low whistle made Seungkwan look at his sister. He only intended a quick glance but the smirk on her face wouldn't let him look away. "You're really whipped for her, huh?"

"Uhm," Seungkwan eloquently replied, cheeks pinkening a little.

"For what it's worth, I'm very positive it's mutual."

"I…I know." He admitted, looking down and fiddling with the rolled cuff of his silky shirt, jacket long ago removed thanks to the heat in the hall.

"You know?" He nodded. "As in you left your girlfriend alone the past hours for our overbearing relatives to grill?!" She reached out and hit him again, harder this time making him yell a little in complaint and step away, rubbing his hand over the impact spot on his upper arm.

"She's not my girlfriend."

"What?" She deadpanned. "You confessed to each other and you're not together? You're dumber than I thought, Seungkwan."

"It's because of you!" He defended poutily. "It happened today and we didn't want to distract from your day by getting together!"

"Are you serious?" He nodded and suddenly was pulled into a hug. "I appreciate it and love you endlessly for thinking of me but you really need to stop putting others first all the time. You've already done so much for me today and for today, Kwanie. You've made me so happy, now go make yourself happy, hm?"

"R-really? I can-I can do that?"

"Yeah, you deserve it. I think you two will be really good together." Naeryin informed as she leaned back and straightened her dress back out from the hug. "Who knows, maybe the next wedding will be you two." She teased.

"Noona," He whined embarassedly. "Don't. She already told me you've all been saying I need to get married and start a family and hinting that she should do it with me."

"Yeah," Naeryin giggled. "Pretty sure mum is already deciding which heirloom to give her first."

"Ugh, stop." He hid in his hands but he was happy, so happy. His mother thinking about heirlooms to pass to you meant she had entirely accepted you as a future member of the family and that really had his chest ballooning with pride and joy.

"Just go find her," Naeryin laughed, pushing her little brother away a little causing him to stumble slightly. "Before my new brother-in-law does. Either way, she'll wind up my sister." She teased. Seungkwan glanced over to the older brother of his new brother-in-law; a genuinely lovely guy with a classically handsome face and tall broad build; he kind of reminded Seungkwan of Mingyu in that way. Seungkwan's face turned down a little with obvious distaste, not at the man but at the thought of him going after you. "Stop glaring like an angry pomeranian and go,"

That time, Seungkwan did go, leaving the hall to step into the much cooler night air. He knew that you loved the beach so he didn't hesitate in heading that way.

It really did not take long for him to spot you crouched down at the water's edge and staring intently at something. Seungkwan approached slowly after removing his shoes and socks, taking his time to admire you in the growing moonlight. "Is it treasure?" He asked softly when he was behind you. You looked over at him and smiled a little before nodding. You then reached into the water to dig around in the wet sand while he just watched. Then you pulled your hand out and sent a finger heart his way with a cheeky grin while he cracked up laughing. You giggled and turned back to look at the little crab which you had been watching scuttle around. "Ah, noona, you're so cute." He cooed when he had calmed and moved to crouch down at your side. "Ah, a crab." He understood upon spotting the little creature.

"It's cute, huh?" You mused and he hummed.

"There's rock pools a little further down," He informed, pointing down the shore a little. You got to your feet quickly, grabbing his hand as you moved to pull him up. He chuckled and obligingly got up so that you could walk along the sand hand in hand. "I just spoke to Naeryin-noona," He informed gently, adjusting his hand in yours so that your fingers could lace together. You squeezed his hand a little and hummed encouragingly. "About us." That made you stop and look at him with raised eyebrows so he too stopped and turned to face you. "She told me to stop putting others first."

"She's got a point, you can be really selfless, Kwan-ah,"

"Mm, I know. I'm trying."

"Good." You smiled gently. "What has that got to do with us though?"

"She told me to be with you now,"

"She did?" He nodded and smiled when yours grew. "Really?"

"Yeah. So, as we have permission, can I call you my girlfriend from now on?"

You rapidly nodded and moved closer. "Yeah, yeah, you can but only if you kiss me right now."

"Deal," He grinned then dropped both his shoes and your hand to take your face into his hands and kiss you. You squealed a little but it turned into a little happy giggle as you kissed him back, your free hand holding onto his waist. "I like you, so much, noona," He informed breathlessly when the passionate kiss ended and he pulled back just enough to look at you with nothing but joy and adoration shining in his eyes. "I want to be with you for a long time. I want to make you happy for a long time."

"I want that too, Kwan-ah," You confirmed. "I want to be by your side for as long as you'll put up with me."

He laughed. "Me put up with you? Baby, you're so ridiculous, you're everything good in the world. It's me who should be saying that, me and my attitude problem. I'll work on it and try to stop side-eyeing everyone all the time."

"No," You pouted a little. "I like the side-eye."

"What?" He muttered bewildered. "You like the side-eye?"

"Yeah, there's something really hot about the way you do it." You admitted, a little embarrassed to admit that but not shying away, especially when his smile slipped into a seductive smirk.

"Yeah? You think I'm hot like that?" He murmured lowly.

"I think you're unfairly attractive all the time, baby, just something about the side-eye makes me want to take you somewhere private and have my way with you." Seungkwan's expression dropped in a split second at the implication of your words. You could see the arousal swirl into his eyes at the very thought. You couldn't help but giggle, which snapped him out of the minor trance.

"You demon," He murmured but you just giggled again and his lips turned back up into a fond smile as he admired the way the starlight reflected in your eyes. At least now, he finally had the confirmation that you truly did look beautiful under the stars.

"Mm, and this is just the start of what it's like to be in a relationship with me. It's too late to back out now though, you're my boyfriend, you're stuck with me for a long time."

"I'm more than okay with that," And well, you know the phrase; truer words had never been spoken.

A/N; I hope you enjoyed this cute lil Seungkwanie story! Don't be shy to let me know what you think <3 Also, I can't be the only one who thinks his side eye is weirdly hot, right? 👀

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[wheeboo]

emergency contact {pt. 2} | choi seungcheol

SYNOPSIS. in which you and seungcheol first meet. PAIRING. choi seungcheol x gn!reader (ft. popular cousin!joshua and other members) GENRE. fluff and angst, hurt/comfort, basically a prequel to the first part WARNINGS. reader has anxiety from large crowds, depictions of an anxiety attack, cheol says a singular curse word WORD COUNT. 1.5k

requested by anon: Hello! I hope you don't mind but may I request a second part for emergency contact? Like maybe how they met &/or how the reader got into the accident? I really love the story!

notes: hi anon! honestly i didn’t expect for anyone wanting a part 2 or intend in making one, but coming across your msg i thought of an idea and had to do it since your my first ever request 😊 i didn’t want this to be too long, so this is about how they first met cuz i don’t think i can do the accident scene justice (im sorry!!!). i guess this is for the people who are curious behind their relationship. feedback is highly appreciated!

← part 1 | part 2 | part 3 →

Crowds aren’t your thing. Parties aren’t your thing. They never have been. 

It’s the first thought that pops up when you show up in front of Joshua’s place as the early evening breeze sends its chills up and down your arms. 

Despite you coming earlier to the birthday party then expected, you already notice some figures in the house already, assuming it’s Joshua’s friends coming to help set up. The thought of meeting people you haven’t met before hasn’t been helping in easing your worries away. 

However, you take a moment to gather your thoughts and remind yourself that tonight is about celebrating Joshua's birthday. He already told you upon inviting you that you didn’t need to show up if you weren’t up for it. But he’s your cousin and one of the only people you share a close, familial bond with𑁋you want to show you at least have some human decency, even if it means stepping out of your comfort zone. 

Taking a deep breath, you walk up and knock on the door. It swings open just a few moments later, but you aren’t met with Joshua. You’re met with a man who appears similar in height, a denim jacket covering his shoulders and his dark eyes widened in surprise just as you are. The brief, eager dimpled smile that you saw for a moment quickly fades away into... disbelief? Shock? Did you suddenly grow a second head? You couldn’t tell. And maybe you didn’t want to know.

You let your eyes scan over his somewhat familiar features. You recognise him𑁋he’s one of Joshua’s friends, obviously𑁋but your mind can’t exactly put a name on him, and it didn’t help that Joshua was quite popular himself. Yet there’s a curious flutter in your chest as the two of you lock gazes for a single moment. 

“Hi, um,” You greet awkwardly, feeling your face flush with heat from the embarrassment. “Is, uh... is Joshua home? I’m here for his birthday party...”

The man blinks back to reality, stepping aside just a tiny bit. “Oh, yeah, he’s home. I can go get𑁋”

“Y/N! You’re here! I’m glad you decided to come.” Joshua’s voice interrupts his words.

Then you turn to greet Joshua with a smile and a quick hug. “Had to show I have manners, you know?”

He gives you a few comfortable, reassuring pats on the back. “Don’t worry, you know I wouldn’t complain if you decided not to come. And you can leave anytime.” As you fully insert yourself inside the home, you notice the mysterious door man making his way back into the living room area, and you feel the subtle hole of disappointment sink into your stomach. 

Joshua leads you into the living area, where you catch sight of a few of his other friends that you also recognise. Two of them is Lee Seokmin and Boo Seungkwan, who are also quite popular. Then you notice Yoon Jeonghan, one of Joshua’s closest friends from way back when. And then... you notice mysterious door man setting up a table full of drinks in the back. He’s the only person you couldn’t put a name on.

“Everyone, this is my cousin, Y/N,” Joshua announces to the room as all boys turn to look in your direction. You give out an awkward wave as your eyes scan their faces, and when you meet back with mysterious door man, you see him give you a small, polite smile. 

Progress, you think to yourself. It’s small, but it’s something. 

Seungkwan and Seokmin greet you quite warmly and excitedly, and Jeonghan was really the only person you knew more about the others. For some reason, the interactions feel more comforting than you think. 

“...and that’s Choi Seungcheol in the back over there. He’s a close friend in my year. I think you’ll get along with him.”

You catch Joshua's words and your eyes immediately shift to the figure at the drinks table. So, his name is Choi Seungcheol. The name buries a rightful place in your mind, and a sense of familiarity washes over you, as if it's a name you've heard before, even if you can't recall where or when.

“Excuse me, sorry, excuse me...” You mumble your way through some groups of people, the weight of the crowd pressing upon you suffocatingly.

You knew what you were expecting for a party hosted by Joshua, a popular person surrounded by a circle of equally popular people. But the more you can remotely feel the presence of a stranger next to you, you feel something gnaw at your insides and all the vibrations and sounds heightening up your senses. You hate it. You hate your anxiety. 

You try to look for Joshua, for anyone in general that you may recognise, but you find yourself lost in the swamp of people. All kinds of conversations were entangled in one another, making it difficult for your mind to distinguish one voice from the other. The noise becomes a jumble of unintelligible chatter, and your heart pounds anxiously in your chest as you hike your way up the stairs and into a nearby corner, hoping that the sounds will die down.

And by the time you reach the top, you squeeze your eyes shut and focus on your breathing, feeling the brimming tears in your eyes fall down your face. Inhale. Exhale. One. Inhale. Exhale. Two. Repeat.

But the tears keep only keep flowing, a silent release of pent-up emotions. The frustration and vulnerability weigh heavy on your shoulder. And it's in this vulnerable state𑁋out of all possible circumstances𑁋that Seungcheol finds you.

“Y/N?” 

Seungcheol's voice breaks through your chaotic thoughts. Startled, you slowly open your eyes, the dampness blurring your vision. As you glance to the source of the familiar voice, you see Seungcheol's concerned and frantic expression.

“Shit, Y/N, are you okay?” he asks worriedly.

The concern in his eyes makes your heart ache. But in that moment, you feel a leap of hope amidst the suffocating weight of your anxiety.

“Sorry, yeah, I...” You sniffle, swiftly trying to wipe away any tears, but he sees them clearly. “The people, um... They’re not really my thing.”

His expression softens in an instant. Seeing your tears gives him the intrusive urge to wipe them away, but he refrains himself. 

Instead, an idea pops in his head as he scurries to take off his denim jacket before gently draping it over your shoulders. For a moment, your eyes quickly catch sight of his exposed arms.

"Here," he says softly. "It might help you feel a little more grounded."

You gratefully accept the jacket, pulling it tighter around you, his scent lingering into the air. The gesture, small as it may be, brings you a sense of comfort and safety, more than you expected it to be.

“Thank you,” You respond appreciatively, voice quiet and low.

Seungcheol couldn’t help the satisfied smile on his face as he shoots his gaze down to the floor, hoping that you weren’t able to see it. As you wrap his jacket around in a more comfortable position, he takes a step closer.

He clears his throat hesitantly. “If it isn’t working, then uh... I heard that hugging someone can also help too.”

You nearly let out a cough at his suggestion. No one has ever proposed that kind of idea before, and frankly, you hardly thought about it. But in this moment, with Seungcheol standing before you, and the thought of his arms circling around you, brings nothing but a certain jump to your heart and a sense of comfort that you sought.

So you let your shoulders relax and mentally prepare yourself as you give him a small nod.

Seungcheol steps closer and carefully opens his arms, inviting you into his embrace. With a mix of anticipation and nervousness, you take a step forward, finally closing the distance between you.

As his strong arms encircle you, you feel an immediate wave of calmness. The world around you fades into the background, and all that matters in this moment is the warmth of Seungcheol's embrace. It’s the only thing you can focus on. His presence envelopes you, as if creating a shield around you. 

Hesitating for a second, you rest your head against his chest, hearing the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It's a comforting sound that reassures you, as if to simply convey, It’s okay, I’m here. You never thought that being in this position with Seungcheol𑁋a mere stranger, but also not entirely𑁋would alleviate your body into surrendering in his comfort rather than pushing him away. 

The hug becomes a silent conversation; it’s awfully intimate and intense that if it were to happen again, you’d still feel the same as right now. Seungcheol holds you firmly but gently as you let your limbs fall weak in his arms. You feel the emotions begin to build once again, causing a whimper to escape your lips. 

As the tears fall, Seungcheol holds you even tighter. His presence feels like a lifeline, helping to keep your thoughts grounded in the present moment.

Minutes pass, and eventually, the intensity of your emotions begins to subside. Your breathing steadies, and you start to regain a sense of composure. Slowly, you loosen your grip on Seungcheol and pull back away from him.

“Feel better?” he asks you.

You give him a grateful nod as you take off his jacket and give it back to him. “I... think I needed that more than I realised. Thank you.”

And as you were about to leave, the last thing that he says sends that hopeful flutter through your heart. 

“I’m proud of you, just so you know.”

A small, genuine smile forms on your lips as you take in his words. "Thank you, Seungcheol.” And maybe, just this once, I am a bit proud of myself too.

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Updated: 5/2/2023 - see authors note

A/N: hey friends! an era has come to an end..I started a Fic Recs Blog [@secretgwenstacy] so from now on I will be reblogging posts over there! I will have this master post and all my other fic recs posts linked in my navigation on this account and over on that blog.

the reason I have decided to make this move is for the sake of the authors of the fics I love and also its just gonna be easier for me. Tumblr runs off of reblogs; sadly the algorithm doesn't prioritize likes or even comments so reblogging is the best way to help out writers on this site/app. Please follow my side blog!! [@secretgwenstacy] I will be reblogging fics for groups like The Boyz, Ateez, Seventeen, and BTS periodically. Thank you for Reading this note and following if you so graciously did! :) xoxo Eden

A/N: Only Reader Insert Tumblr fics are on here at the moment. Sorry I'm a baby carat, I got a lot of catching up to do. Also, I don't have a lot of fics linked yet. :( Will continue reading and updating periodically.

About me to understand what's going to be on here: I am OT13. I do enjoy smut but don't think it is necessary to FF. Overall I just want a well-crafted plot that makes sense. I read for entertainment & to escape. But I still need some form of realism (just me personally) to follow the trail of events. 

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Look for the reader insert fic you want at DiverseInsertKNet with links organized by Group Names N through S below. This list will regularly add groups and idols as more stories are reblogged to the network. Entries without a link are currently in the queue and waiting to be published. Desktop/web browser users- the original version of this post on DiverseInsertKNet will always be the most up to date.

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[iamsonyeondone]

heir!svt // boo seungkwan

♥ fluffy!

♥ 3k words

this cutie full of sass and just overflowing love is the heir to his mother’s infamous jeju tangerine company

yeah people might think, oh thats nothing

but hoo boi they’re the no. 1 selling jeju tangerines in korea

because they’re so sweet just like the boo family :O

and sometimes they even import their goods worldwide, ITS THAT GOOD

back to our boo

he may seem pretty eccentric, especially when he’s around seokmin or soonyoung, but he’s also a sweetheart who takes care of his juniors and friends

like he will always remind them of their worth and sometimes get really clingy

but of course his sassy side is one of the many reasons that people love him too!!

they find it funny whenever he goes on a savage strike and literally drag anYone

like he doesnt care who your parents are, he will drag you down to hell

but everyone knows he doesnt mean it half the time, but when he actually does, it will bring shivers down your spine

since his well-loved among the students, he’s literally friends with everyone

especially the younger ones because he like to feel like an older brother and feels proud when his juniors look up to him

this is so soft fk

but he also has his moments where he wants to be taken care of too so he simply just joins his closest group of friends aka the big bunch of thirteen boys

people wonder how the heck they seem so close when all of them could form a class

anyWays, onto you

so theres two groups of people when it comes to seungkwan

1) you’re friends with him or 2) youre not

lucky you, you drop in the first category because if you dont, you’re just a sad outcast who doesnt like the cutest squishy boy

but even if you were friends with him, you werent as close to the extent where you guys hang out often

its the little greetings you guys say to each other in the hallways that keeps this acquaintance going

and its not like youre scared of him or anything

in fact its a little bit more than that

you’ve always admired him for being such a positive light in Pledis High along with his friends

and he’s someone that you aspire to be like - to be fearless and firm in yourself as well as be a pillar of strength for everyone else around

but you’re just that shy student who stammers during presentations because being in the center of attention scares the living heck out of you

he’s practically your aspiration

and its pretty difficult to get close to someone who has 46389392 other people to choose from to hang out with

but thats just you overthinking it because seungkwan has been wondering if he should just ask you to join him for lunch

on the other hand, seungkwan sees you as someone who works diligently behind the scenes

yeah sure you might not be able to lead people in a group project or voice out your opinions

but you do research like a mad scientist and quietly lead the group to an A for a project by leaving notes for improvement in their files

hell yeah he sees you, he sees potential in everyone

but its also because he thinks you’re pretty cute when you get so into the textbook that you’re literally inches away from kissing the pages

but he threatened vernon not to tell you that because he cant just mAke A MoVe

he wants to get to know you more first, about your favourite colour or what you think about when you daydream in class or how your brain manages to store so much information about general facts

most of the random facts you remember is from snapple bottles but no one needs to know that

so yeah maybe boo seungkwan is a little bit Whipped™ for you h a h a a little bit???

like every other day when seungkwan passes by your class, he sees you in your seat scribbling on your notes with furrowed eyebrows and your bottom lip between your teeth

and you just tugged on his heartstrings because how can someone look this good while doing something so,,, normal

and vernon has to snap him out of it

“dUde you’re really not making this crush thing any less subtle,”

and seungkwan nearly wants to hold him in a chokehold and make him regret his words

but when he takes another glance at you, you’re staring back and he’s quickly covering up his slightly blushed cheeks with a little wave

while you shot a shy smile towards him and waved back

and that simple action of yours just saved vernon from being suffocated

which also makes seungkwan say fuck it and ask you to join him for lunch or a study session after school that day

he wasn’t able to catch you at lunch that day, probably because you felt more comfortable in the quiet and cool library of the school

so when he sees you preparing your things to leave the school, he jogs right after you and nearly slams himself into your locker door

“hi! yn right?” he asks you, as if he’s never repeated your name in his mind every time he sees you

“y-yeah, what’s up?” you inquired back, zipping up your backpack and closing the locker door shut

“i was thinking, if you had the time, if you could join me on a study session today,”

and as much as you want to confirm his words, the way he looks at you with the hopeful sparkle in his eyes confirmed itself

boo seungkwan was asking you to hang out, and he chose you out of everyone else

“oh,, im free but i have a curfew so i hope you dont mind if we dont stay out too long,” you mustered every ounce of courage you had as you slung your bag over your shoulder

“great!! i know just the right place for us to study at,” he smiles, taking the spot next to you as he guide the both of you out of school

throughout the walk to the study spot seungkwan had planned, he had been talking about the stories about his friends and the way they have been annoyingly him lately - but of course they did it out of affection

“they say i pout alot when i get angry but i dont pout that much >:((” 

and as he whined about the statement, his lips indeed formed into a big sad pout just as his friends had said

as you tried to hold back the giggle, that is until he brows began going up and down in frustration like a rollercoaster

and that was the trigger 

you burst out laughing, covering your mouth even though it was too late to cover up

while he looked back at you with a confused look - although his chest felt entirely different

the way your eyes turned into crescent moons when you smiled really wide as well as the way your voice sounded harmonious to him

“i’m so sorry,, it’s just that,, your friends are totally right. look at you!!” you attempted to catch your breath while you held your phone to him, the front camera had indeed showed him the pouty face his friends had mentoned

“even you too??? but its not that bad right?” seungkwan looks back at you with pitiful puppy eyes and a part of you melts at the adorable sight

“no its not bad!! its actually pretty cute,” you reassured him, still recovering from your laughing fit

cute?? did you just call boo seungkwan cute??

he’s smile starts to radiate and his cheeks turn bright red from being flustered

but you were too busy chuckling at the accidental selfie he had taken on your phone

before he could even mention the compliment, the both of you had reached the cafe, swinging the door gently as you entered first while he followed behind you

you guys grabbed a spot by the corner, it being one of the best place, as recommended by seungkwan himself

“i’ll order the drinks and you can start studying first,” he shoots you a kind smile before sliding out from his chair

“oh yeah, what would you like?” he inquired, quickly giving him your normal order before he went to the counter

the place was beyond amazing and you werent sure how you havent seen it before when the shop had been placed near the school

the calm and soothing ambient given by the soft jazz playing in the speakers and the bright light illuminating the place was not glaring either

as you began flipping through your notes and your textbooks, seungkwan arrives with a tray of your drinks as well as slice of cake on a plate

“we didn’t order cake but the owner of the shop gave it to us on the house. maybe its because i’ve become a regular,” he chuckled, rubbing the nape of his neck after he had placed the tray to the side

“really?? ah we should thank them,” you turned towards the cashier where a man with circular glasses had a smile plastered on his face

and is that a,,, thumbs up?? did he just mouthed ‘good luck’?

“i think he wished us good luck for our exams since exam season is coming up,” but when you turn back to face seungkwan, he has his hand motioning back and forth across his neck, mouthing something along the lines of “shh”

“you actually know him?” you inquired, catching his attention as he nearly cracked his neck from turning too fast

“o-oh yeah sure! i come here pretty often remember? besides, we should really start studying before its too late,” he laughed nervously, slipping back into his seat and fetching out his required materials

and hour pasts and the pain in your neck starts to grow from facing your textbook from a weird angle, making you stretch in your seat while it captures his attention

“10 minute break?” he asks with a knowing smile as you nodded a little too enthusiastically, immediately regretting your decision while you held your drink in your hands, taking a few sips every so often

“did you get a lot done? i barely got the english practice questions done,” he sighed, taking a sip from his own cup

“yeah i guess. i managed to finish my english assignment too so i can help you if you want!” 

“reALLy?? ugh you’re a life savior yn. but enough of studies for now, LETS DIG IN,” he excitedly exclaims, placing the sliced cake between the both of you and handing a dainty small fork that matched his

your eyes sparkled in delight when you tasted the light whip cream along with the soft and spongy cake, eliciting giggles from seungkwan as your shoulders danced in elation

“you’re too adorable,” seungkwan complimented you on instinct

and its only when you look at him with wide eyes that he realized his action

“a-ah am i too straightforward?? i’ll stop if its uncomfortable,” 

but that compliment had brought a shy smile to your face, tinting the edges of your ears while you shook your head

you were slightly confused then - was your heart racing because you were with someone you admired, or was it because you began to see him in a different light

in a span of a few hours, seungkwan was more than you had assumed and you really meant that he was more than just an embodiment of positivity and sassiness

you werent sure what words you would exactly use to describe him now that you knew him a little more

but it was definitely not in a way where you saw him as an aspiration any longer

and more on seeing that smile on his face

“yn? yN? are you really sure its ok?” and that cute pout is on his face once again

“y-yeAH its totally fine!! we better finish this cake quick, my curfew is in another hour,” you smiled apologetically before taking another bite

“it’s alright, we can study together again if you want to,” 

and minutes just as fast as the time the both of you had spent together

in a split second, you had arrived at your door - although with many times you had reassured him you would be able to walk home alone, seungkwan wouldnt budge an inch

“i guess i’ll see you at school tomorrow?” he questioned, a small shy smile on his face

and as the both of you waved goodbye and went your separate ways, neither of you could wipe the wide smiles on your faces

days turn into months and a year felt like it had passed in a blink of an eye

so many things had happened during that period of time

without a doubt, you had become one of his closest friends (but others think otherwise when they see you two linking pinkies in the hallways)

and as we all know, all 13 boys came as a package, so it was only a matter of time until you met all 13 of them

it was a chaotic meeting, having to meet all of them at once made remembering names wayy more difficult

but after a while of getting to know them, you had grown accustomed to their personalities

like that one time that the noticeboard fell off the wall for some reason and you immediately thought of mingyu

you turn around and mingyu is standing right beside that noticeboard, with his entire body frozen into place

or like that one time seungkwan was telling about a prank that happened to him and asked if jeonghan was in charge of it and he just goes yEAH AND I GOT MY HAIR DYED BLUE FOR AN ENTIRE WEEK

and seungkwan was relieved that his friends had accepted you as a person

because they can get pretty protective of each other #squadgoAls 

but also because he wouldnt know what to do if they didnt like you when his crush on you is mAssive

it has grown to the point where he’s so close to confessing, but he never knows the right time to do so

on the other hand, you had begun to see him more than just a friend

the way he looked so worried when you had a little papercut on your finger

or when he stopped the other boys from teasing you because he feels this weird sense of anger boiling in the pit of his stomach

its called jealousy but boy has a little bit of a problem seeing it as it is

and anytime seungkwan initiates skinship with you, you feel your body heat up but its not to the point where you feel its overwhelming??

its more like this comfortable warmth that you can never get enough of

the kind of feeling you dont get with anyone else

and that was the moment you had finally accepted the fact that it had grown into a full-fledged Crush

either of you is still oblivious to each others feelings but its wayy to obvious to everyone else that theres something else brewing than ‘just friends’

but your thoughts and doubts get the best of you

because what if seungkwan is just this nice to everyone else?? i mean he did help out most of his juniors with their homework

and its normal seeing him hold hands and hug his other friends

and it kind of has your hopes lowered but it didnt hurt having a harmless crush right??

they come and go anyway

but seungkwan’s crush on you hasnt gone ever since his heart raced at the sight of you with the widest smiles

and he wasn’t planning to ignore it either

as per normal, the both of you walked into the cafe the both of you now frequented together, ordering the same drink but a different kind of cake to try every week

its come to the point where you guys have nearly tried every pastry there was in the cafe

but this time, seungkwan doesnt take out his notes or his pencil case with the matching tangerine keychain which you had gotten for him as a gift while your similar keychain hung on your bag

“what’s wrong?? no assignments this week?” you questioned, debating if you should finish yours alone

“well,,, not quite actually. but i felt like we needed a little break from studying since exams are over,” his eyes remain glued to the cup of iced americano in front of him 

which was weird since he would usually shoot you that warm smile you’ve grown to love so much

“is there anything wrong?” you had held onto his arm instinctively, thinking that maybe he just needed a little push to tell you whats on his mind

“i dont want to scare you or anything, so you dont need to answer back if you dont want to,” he rubbed the nape of his neck, playing nervously with the end of his hair

you nod along for him to continue, letting your hand linger on his while his eyes glanced towards the skin contact

“do you,, see me as anything more than a friend- you really dont have to answer it if it makes you feel-”

“yeah, is there something wrong with it?” you answered with a tiny bit of confidence

meanwhile your feet was bouncing under the table and your cheeks had already turned as bright as the red velvet cupcake between the both of you

and you answer shuts him up quickly

and it had been the first time he had looked back into your eyes ever since the both of you had stepped into the cafe

and they still look as sparkling as ever, if not, even more than you have ever seen them

his lips slowly curled into a bashful grin, accompanying his flushed red cheeks

“then i guess its appropriate to ask if,, if you’d be my,,,lover?” the term rolling off his tongue sends shivers down his spine

but when you bring his hand towards your lips, placing a quick peck, he nearly explodes and shortcircuits

“how could i ever say no?”

a/n: im so soft for seungkwan??? like i would squish his cheeks all day if i could o k also as per usual i’ll proofread this tomorrow morning because i can never get as inspired when it isnt 3 in the morning oops

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[svtwish]

☾; seungkwan | cry

a/n: this was something i churned out in like half an hour because i was so stressed lmao. i’m sorry if this is a mess, i was a mess when writing this yikes

happy belated birthday, our beloved main vocal! i love you so much.

≫ words; 647

≫ genre; fluff

≫ au; college!au

≫ pairing; seungkwan x gn!reader

↳ in which things get too hard and all you want to do is cry.

Normally, you would’ve run to him when the door swung open, announcing his arrival with your dinner.

Tonight, however, he was greeted by the faint sound of music playing in the background, even after he’d shouted your name countless times.

Seungkwan frowned, his cheery mood disappearing as he realised something was up. Did he make you angry again? Or were you just in a bad mood?

He placed the takeaway on top of the small coffee table, padding his way to your room.

The boy felt his heart sink at the sight that unfolded before him. There you were, hunched over your books with earphones stuffed into your ears as you studied. Your hand was on your head and he could see your eye bags from a mile away as you blinked tiredly.

“Hey,” Seungkwan called, tapping you in the shoulder. “Wait— that’s my hoodie,” a small smile made its way back onto his face when he took note of how cute you looked in his oversized clothing.

You blinked back, taking a few seconds to respond. “It’s comfortable.”

“I know it is. Anyway, your dinner’s here.”

“Right,” you mumbled, pausing your music as you capped your pen. He noticed how your figure sagged in exhaustion, probably from the endless sleepless nights you’d spent studying your ass off.

Seungkwan slipped his hand into yours and pulled you to the coffee table, making sure you sat down before preparing the takeout for you. You thanked him with a tired smile, realising he’d ordered your favourite. The music major smiled back, tucking your hair behind your ear as you started eating.

“Something’s wrong,” Seungkwan muttered, spooning food into his mouth. “You’re not usually this tired.”

You stopped moving for a while, contemplating on what to say before deciding to shake your head. “Exam stress, that’s all.”

Your boyfriend sighed, eating another spoonful. “I can read you like a book, you know. Something happened, didn’t it?”

You chose to ignore the question and continued eating in silence, Seungkwan getting the hint and deciding to stop pestering you for the rest of the meal.

It was only when you were clearing the trash from the table when he spoke again.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me,” he said, making you turn and look at him with an eyebrow raised. “But I’m here if you need to cry.”

It was almost instant; you felt all the stress and exhaustion you’d been pushing away come crashing back as the tears gathered at your eyes, reminiscing the past events that’d happened the last few days. All the disappointment, anger and sadness you’d managed to avoid surged within you again as you looked at Seungkwan, smiling softly with his arms open wide.

They seem so warm.

Before you knew it, you were tackling him with a hug, burying your face in his chest as his protective arms wrapped around your now sobbing figure. All the frustrated tears poured out onto his grey shirt, but he didn’t seem to mind.

If anything, he was happy you were letting it all out.

He rubbed soothing circles on your back as you continued crying, clutching his shirt whilst shaking uncontrollably. Seungkwan pulled you closer to him, shifting so you both were in a comfortable position. He ran his fingers through your hair, pressing fleeting kisses onto your forehead as you let your frustrations out.

You didn’t know how long you stayed like that; the only thing you knew was how much better you felt after you’d cried yourself dry, peeling away from Seungkwan’s shirt. The said boy gazed at you, his usual soft smile showing as he grabbed tissues to wipe the remaining tears off your face.

“Better?” He whispered, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

Seungkwan felt his heart swell when you smiled back — your usual, genuine smile that he hadn’t seen in a while.

“Yeah.”

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[sw1mmingfoolz]

✨ sw1mmingfoolz' masterlist ✨

☁️ = fluff |⚡ = angst | 🌧️ = suggestive

SEVENTEEN

REACTIONS / BLURBS:

OT13:

☆ when you have a nightmare ☁️

☆ when you're ill ☁️

☆ when they want comfort after a long day ☁️

☆ when you have a fear of crowds ☁️

☆ when you watch baby sensory vids to relax / fall asleep ☁️

☆ good morning texts with seventeen ☁️

☆ when you fall asleep on their shoulder ☁️

hiphop unit:

nothing to see yet!

performance unit:

☆ when they fall for their dance partner ☁️

vocal unit:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

choi seungcheol

nothing to see yet!

yoon jeonghan

☆ punk'd : fluff oneshot : 3.7k words : in which you and jeonghan love pranking one another

joshua hong / hong jisoo

nothing to see yet!

kwon soonyoung

nothing to see yet!

wen junhui / moon junhui

nothing to see yet!

jeon wonwoo

nothing to see yet!

lee jihoon

nothing to see yet!

lee seokmin

nothing to see yet!

kim mingyu

nothing to see yet!

xu minghao / seo myungho

☆ his eyes : fluff drabble : in which minghao wishes you could see himself through his eyes ☁️

boo seungkwan

nothing to see yet!

vernon chwe / chwe hansol

☆ marry me : 879 words : in which he proposes to you ☁️

lee chan

nothing to see yet!

SMAUs / OTHER:

☆ HYYH : in which vernon and fem!reader bond over their partners cheating with one another / angst and fluff, college!AU, SMAU / completed ☁️⚡

seventeen as your boyfriend:

choi seungcheol

yoon jeonghan

joshua hong

kwon soonyoung

wen junhui

jeon wonwoo

lee jihoon

lee seokmin

kim mingyu

xu minghao

boo seungkwan

vernon chwe

lee chan

TIMESTAMPS:

nothing to see yet!

STRAY KIDS

REACTIONS:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

bang chan / christopher bang

nothing to see yet!

lee minho

☆ linstock : pirate!au, royal!reader x captain!minho : 15.9k words : in which being kidnapped might be the best thing to ever happen to you ☁️⚡

seo changbin

nothing to see yet!

hwang hyunjin

☆ the world : 1.5k words : in which you're overwhelmed and falling apart but hyunjin is right there to catch you and hold you together ☁️⚡

han jisung

nothing to see yet!

lee felix / lee yongbok

☆ bananas 4 u : 1.7k words : in which baking with your boyfriend always manages to make you feel warm inside

kim seungmin

nothing to see yet!

yang jeongin

☆ cocky : drabble game : 5, 29, 77 : 1.5k words : in which your hatred for jeongin might be a little unfounded, and you finding him cute definitely isn't ☁️

SMAUs / OTHER:

☆ BITE ME : in which felix wants to shake his reputation as a breaker of men's hearts and wants you to pretend to date him to achieve this... oh also he and his friends live on blood / fluff, lighthearted, college!au, vampire!au, SMAU / ongoing ☁️

☆ boyfriend!lee know headcanons

TIMESTAMPS:

[1:36] - bang chan - 709 words - in which your boyfriend knows exactly what you need after a sleep attack (based on my own experiences with narcolepsy) ☁️

[19:24] - felix - 1k words - in which an evening drive allows you a little quickly assuaged self doubt ☁️

NCT:

REACTIONS:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

taeil

nothing to see yet!

johnny

nothing to see yet!

taeyong

nothing to see yet!

yuta

nothing to see yet!

doyoung

nothing to see yet!

jaehyun

nothing to see yet!

doyoung

nothing to see yet!

jungwoo

nothing to see yet!

mark

nothing to see yet!

xiaojun

nothing to see yet!

renjun

nothing to see yet!

jeno

nothing to see yet!

haechan

☆ cake : drabble (not really) game 24, 30, 77, 84 : 4.3k words : in which the man you hate the most is struggling as much as you are, whilst falling for you ☁️⚡

jaemin

nothing to see yet!

yangyang

nothing to see yet!

shotaro

nothing to see yet!

chenle

nothing to see yet!

jisung

nothing to see yet!

SMAUs / OTHER

nothing to see yet!

TIMESTAMPS:

[3:48] - johnny - 850 words - in which he comforts you over video call after a nightmare ☁️

OTHER WORKS:

☆ it's the way you learn to love / fluff / oneshot on learning to love healthily / bias insert; any (male) idol x you / 1.1k words ☁️⚡

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[joshpup]

Mr. Boo

Word Count: 889 Genre: Fluff  Member: Seungkwan Requested:  Requested by anonymous! a member wasn’t included so i just spun a wheel and it landed on our lovely Boo Seungkwan lol Prompt: “Careful, I might carve your head instead of a pumpkin.” and “I have to take my sibling trick-or-treating. The only thing making the night even remotely tolerable is the fact that their best friend’s.”

“Careful, I might carve your head instead of a pumpkin…” you warn as you aggressively sawed at the orange pumpkin, trying to make the best jack-o-lantern (which wasn’t going so well). Across from you sat none other than Boo Seungkwan, who was making faces at your while you put so much effort into carving the poor pumpkin. You hadn’t planned to do anything this Halloween, and honestly you hadn’t planned on having Seungkwan over, but your parents had no desire to go walking around the cold neighborhood while your younger sibling ran around collecting candy from each house. So naturally, the job of chaperoning fell back on you.  And if things were to get any worse, your little sister was bringing along a friend. That was double the people to make sure didn’t get lost or kidnapped and double the energy. You had no idea that your sisters friend was in fact, Seungkwan’s little sister. When Seungkwan came to drop off his little sister, you practically begged him to stay with you and help chaperone with you. Going with anyone was better than going alone. 

Your sister whined and complained about you coming along, saying you’d ruin the experience and that you couldn’t go because you weren’t even dressed up. You grumbled at her, but dug through your closet and pulled out an old onesie of yours and pulled it on while Seungkwan found the nearest old white sheet and pulled it on claiming he was a ghost and that it worked perfectly because his last name was ‘Boo.’ With the two of you now (poorly) dressed up, you followed one small princess and a cowgirl out of the house into the dark neighborhood. The cold October air hit you instantly and you regretted everything. Seungkwan tripped every five seconds because he didn’t cut out any holes in the sheet and had no idea where he was going. You ended up grabbing his sheet covered hand and pulled him along with you. The two little girls ran from house to house, and by the time you’d finally catch up with them, they were running ahead to the next house. You weren’t even halfway through the neighborhood and both you and Seungkwan were out of breath. You came to a standstill and let go of Seungkwan’s hand to adjust your onesie and he basically ripped off his sheet, revealing a red face and every messy hair.

“Tired of being a ghost, Mr. Boo?” you questioned, laughing a bit. The two little ones raced to the next house, but it was a cul-de-sac so as long as you could see them you weren’t too concerned. 

“It’s so hot under there…” Seungkwan yelled, causing you to giggle. 

“Well, you might not be too hot in a few minutes. I’m freezing!” you said, pulling your onesie closer your body, starting to walk towards the girls before they ran off somewhere else. Seungkwan chucked his sheet to you, no doubt trying to create one of those cliché drama moments, but instead the sheet landed right over your head, causing you to trip over the uneven sidewalk and face plant, thankfully into the grass and no cement but it hurt all the same. You let out a loud moan and rolled over onto your back, getting even more tangled up in the sheet. You heard Seungkwan gasp and rush over to you, but then you heard him stifling his laughs. 

“Seungkwannnnnn!” you whined, trying to get out of the blankets now so you could slap Seungkwan upside the head. 

“I’m sorry,” Seungkwan laughed, “You weren’t supposed to fall, but it was really funny to watch i can’t help but laugh.” 

“Whatever, I’m taking the blanket you can’t have it back now.” You declared matter-of-factly and stood up, comfortably wrapping the blanket around you and walking towards the kids. 

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. You and Seungkwan made a game to try and see how often you could sneak candy from your sibling’s baskets without them noticing and after a few hours all four of you were frozen to the bone. You ended up giving Seungkwan’s sheet to his little sister while Seungkwan cared your little sister on his back because she was too tired to walk the rest of the way home. The walk home was actually quite peaceful. Seungkwan’s little sister eventually ended up on your back and fell asleep, leaving you and Seungkwan to walk home in silence. You glanced over at Seungkwan for a second, only to find him looking over at you. As soon as your eyes connected you expected him to quickly glance away but he didn’t. The two of you held eye contact for a little bit, before he smiled a tiny bit and looked back down at his feet to make sure he didn’t trip. You smiled as well, letting out a bit of a sigh and also turning back to look down at your feet. 

Once you got home, your mom had prepared four cups of perfectly made hot chocolate, and you and Seungkwan crashed together on the couch under a big, warm, fluffy blanket, and your siblings woke up just long enough to sort through the candy they had collected. This Halloween was much better then you thought it was going to be.

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[gamerwoo]

[Tales from the Pack] Hansol: Fire and Ice (Part Four)

Characters: Hansol x female reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, angst, a little bit of fluff, lots of mentions of death

Word count: 2,962

Summary: You’ve always been one to let your emotions get the best of you – your power reflects that – and you’ve never been good at expressing them. That’s why you always thought you’d be awful with a mate, but you never thought things would be this awful.

a/n: things in bold are in english. also as y’all already know, kyung is half black so i included that bit in this part since the series is from her pov. i try to mostly avoid being that specific in reader inserts but oh well lmao 

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After waking up but before the funeral, the first thing that was brought to your attention were the injuries. Jooyeon’s neck was bruised and sore – Seungcheol couldn’t help but growl whenever he really stared at it, which was often because he couldn’t stop thinking about how someone tried to strangle his mate – most of the mates and wolves had cuts and scrapes, those in town had silver bullet wounds that had to heal, and there was Hansol with silver burned into his shoulders and arms. However, Hansol never once complained about the pain when he was with you. He’d grunt and whimper softly when he moved or did things or his clothes brushed against it, but he mostly kept his discomfort to himself.

The first thing you tried was Joshua’s healing, which he was already overexerting -- and soon, he was unable to use it at all. He was trying to quickly heal everybody’s silver injuries, but Hansol’s was the biggest one, and it was deeper than the others. There were faint grey veins in his back when he took off his shirt, and you could only imagine what it must’ve felt like. But you chose to try to ignore the strong instinct to stay beside your mate. Instead, you tried to help your pack and their mates with coping.

“Where’s Rin?” you asked Jinyoung as you entered the kitchen.

“She’s been hiding ever since the night we came home,” he replied, sipping from a mug of coffee. “I saw her run outside that night, but then she went invisible. I haven’t seen her since.”

You frowned. Other than Jiung, you were closest with Rin and Chanseong. With Chanseong gone and Rin hiding – you could sniff her out, but you didn’t want to blow her cover and upset her – you felt even more alone. Your inner wolf yearned to go back to Hansol and at least watch as Joshua tried to heal him, but you ignored that feeling yet again.

“I guess I’ll…find something else to do,” you shrugged.

Jinyoung sighed, setting his mug on the counter and putting a hand on your shoulder as you turned to go, “_____, you can’t keep doing this.”

“Doing what?”

“You’re just trying to distract yourself from Hansol.”

“No,” you snapped, scowling at the younger wolf, “I’m trying to be a good alpha.”

Jinyoung’s face fell, his grip loosening, “_____, I know you must feel it, too…”

“No, it’ll go away,” you stated surely. “I’m the alpha, so I’m staying here and acting like it. I’m not letting my pack down.”

“You’re not letting anybody down, _____. You’re being too hard on yourself. And you can’t say that you’d be letting down Jiung because we both know – we all know – that he would want you to go easier on yourself, too.”

“Shut up!” you snapped, pulling away from Jinyoung and staring at the floor. You took deep breaths as you felt your temper flaring up, the skin of your knuckles starting to spark. The last thing you wanted was to set the kitchen on fire. “Just…let me do what I need to, okay? This is how I want to do things.”

You heard Rin’s voice, but you didn’t see her, “It’s how she wants to cope.”

She appeared beside Jinyoung at the counter, though she shrunk behind him like she was hiding from somebody.

Jinyoung glanced over at her before looking back at you, “What did she say?”

Rika walked into the kitchen, an empty syringe in one hand, and her hands clad in gloves, “She says it’s how _____ chooses to cope. Personally, I agree. _____ is our alpha now and she should decide what she wants to do. We can’t baby her like Jiung did.”

“You can’t seriously believe that–”

“Jinyoung,” Rika barked, tossing the syringe in the garbage. “not now.”

“How’s Hansol?” Rin wondered quietly.

Rika sighed, wiping sweat from her forehead with the back of her arm, “Nothing’s working. I recommended a doctor in the town near their new house, and he said he’ll think about it.”

“Oh, Minjee?” you asked, ignoring the fact that the two girls were speaking English to each other. “She did well with Baekhan that one time.”

“And she’s affordable for the wolves who had a harder time blending in,” Rika chuckled. “I think she’ll be able to be of the best assistance for them if even Joshua’s powers aren’t healing Hansol.”

While Rika had to repeat what she had said to Rin in English, you went to walk out of the kitchen in search of something else to keep your brain busy since now all you could think of was Hansol’s injuries. However, Jinyoung stopped you once again.

“This isn’t over, _____,” he told you. “Their pack leaves tomorrow, and you’ll have to decide. We’re having a pack meeting tonight to discuss this.”

“Whatever,” you grumbled before shrugging him off and leaving the kitchen.

-

Seungcheol’s pack stayed for two days. Two days of preparations for a ceremony that would serve as a funeral for the fallen alpha. Two days of Hansol whimpering in pain whenever anybody touched his shoulders or the back of his arms. Two whole days of Joshua doing his best to heal everybody until he physically couldn’t use his power anymore. Two days of Soonyoung sniffing around your house, which you thought was weird, but it at least lessened the tension seeing his weird behavior.

The funeral was exactly what they expected, but they found out it was a funeral for two. You were the only one who knew that Chanseong had left, but you were too out of it to do anything about it at the time. When did manage to break the news to the pack, they seemed upset but not surprised. Nobody was surprised that Chanseong would do something like that since Jiung was dead. Outside of the pack, Chanseong had no other family.

Since there were no bodies to bury, memorials were created in the backyard. On wooden crosses that your pack had made, their names were engraved into them before they were put side-by-side in the dirt. Bang Jiung and Lee Chanseong – an alpha and his mate.

You were at least thankful that Seungcheol’s pack attended and listened attentively to what your pack had to say about your brother. You could feel eyes on you most of the time, though you assumed they were afraid that you would lose your cool like you had before. However, you just stared at the ground, dressed in all black like the rest of your pack, and said nothing. 

Seungcheol’s pack also noticed that Rin was still missing -- well, she was there because the wolves could smell her, but she stayed invisible the whole time -- and everyone noticed that Hansol stood farthest away from the group. They figured Hansol wanted to still be here to pay his respects, but stood farther away since he was apparently the cause of all this in your eyes and in his own.

Once it was over, the three alphas ushered their own pack inside so that way Your pack could have some time alone to do whatever you needed to do. Suvi had turned to look at your pack right before entering the house and noticed Rin was suddenly there.

After the funeral, you still didn’t feel different -- you thought you might after waking up, too, but you didn’t. You weren’t sure if you’d even feel different after becoming the new alpha, but you thought maybe it would make you feel at least a little bit stronger or a little more sure of yourself. Instead, you just felt as broken as you did before. Nothing had changed.

You did feel something – an instinct that you already knew what it was – but you shoved that instinct down and tried to live up to the alpha you knew your brother would want you to be. Maybe if you really acted the part, you’d feel it – everyone would. At least, that’s all you could hope for.

-

Since you’d missed seeing Eunjin, you spent most of your time sitting beside her. Unlike the other mated couples, her and Seungkwan weren’t all over each other. They didn’t bother asking you about any of your problems, and you enjoyed listening to them talk about anything -- from things Eunjin was hearing, to Seungkwan just telling her old stories of the pack.

As they spoke about their different traditions from their home countries, you spoke up about one thing in particular, “That is something I never understood…”

“What?” Seungkwan asked, his hand wrapped around Eunjin’s tiny one.

“When Koreans marry, nobody takes the other’s surname,” you clarified, looking between the couple. “America’s the same way as Eunjin’s home country where if you and Eunjin got married, Eunjin would become Boo Eunjin. Then again, I guess getting married isn’t something werewolves do either, huh?”

“We are,” Yeji suddenly interjected, listening to the conversation.

“What?” Jihoon asked, being taken off guard by the suddenly remark by his mate, and making the others in the room chuckle.

You even cracked a small smile.

“We’re getting married,” she repeated, “…right?”

Quickly, Jihoon nodded, “If that’s what you want to do, then of course.”

“Good answer,” Wonwoo nodded, nudging his brother with his elbow.

“You’re such a sucker for her,” Soonyoung said teasingly, rolling his eyes.

Danbi looked to you, her soft smile growing wider when she looked at you like she was just trying to make you happy. Danbi was a cute girl.

“What about you, _____?” she asked. “Did you want to get married?”

You just shrugged, “I don’t know. I would fantasize about it a lot when I was a child but after living the life of a werewolf for so long and learning more of their customs, I don’t think I’d mind either way.”

“Where exactly are you from, _____?” Soomin inquired, leaning forward like she was genuinely interested.

“I’m from America, and I would visit once a year, but I don’t remember my birth parents,” you admitted with a shrug, your hands folding together in your lap. “My adoptive ones managed to save a picture of them, so I know what they looked like at least -- not that I care. But my mother was white and my father was black. Me and Ji– Um…I’m not as dark as my dad, but I’m darker than my mom, obviously.”

Eunjin looked at you with a hint of a smile on her pink lips as her wide blue eyes took you in, softly saying, “You’re really pretty, _____. I’ve always thought your hair was pretty, and you have a cute nose.”

“Thanks,” you could feel your cheeks heating up as you looked at your lap. You knew Eunjin was too genuine, so you knew she truly believed the comments she made about you. She was too sweet for this awful world.

“_____,” you heard Hanbin call you from the kitchen. You looked up to see him wave you over. “C’mon.”

You sighed, standing up, “I’ll talk to you guys later.”

“Okay!” Danbi chirped.

You walked out of the living room normally before dragging your feet through the kitchen. You knew why you were dreading this pack meeting but you tried to not let those reasons get to you. You were going to have to face the reality of the situation even if you didn’t want to. You could pretend as long as you wanted, but your instincts knew the truth – all of them knew the truth.

Hanbin held the back door open for you to walk out onto the wrap-around porch and down the steps to the backyard. You joined the group that had already formed around the large fire, standing around it to warm their faces and hands.

“Alright,” Jaesang spoke up once you and Hanbin had joined the group, “now that the alpha is here, we can start.”

You just stared down at your boot-clad feet.

“Have you made any decisions, _____?” Jimin wondered softly.

“I already told Jinyoung what I’m doing,” you grumbled.

Across the fire, you could hear Rika whispering translations to Rin.

“You shouldn’t–”

“Jinyoung,” Hanbin spoke up, placing a hand on your back, “let’s let _____ explain herself. What did you decide, _____?”

“I’m staying with my pack,” you stated, finally lifting your head to look at each member. “I’m going to be the alpha, and I’m going to do it well.”

“You do know that’s suicide, right?” Rin asked, her voice hard as her golden eyes glared at you. “You’re just going to kill yourself, and then you won’t be an alpha even if you–”

“Corinne,” Rika whispered harshly.

“At least I’m not playing hide-n-seek with the other pack!” you shouted, already getting worked up at Rin’s insinuation.

Rin’s cheeks flushed, and she averted her eyes to the fire.

“I vaguely got an idea of what Rin said,” Hyojun spoke up, his hands shoved into his pockets as his mate clung to one of his arms, “but I know she’s right. _____, if you deny Hansol, you’ll kill him and yourself. I’m not saying you should listen to us, but I think you should think this over a bit more. At least promise us that, yeah?”

You stared at Hyojun for a moment before instinctively looking up at Hanbin. Then your eyes flickered to the fire after realizing you were the alpha and you were to make your own decisions.

With a sigh, you nodded once, “I’ll think about it.”

“Thank you,” Hanbin nodded, sounding almost relieved and happy. “We’d rather have you out of the pack and safe, than in it and dead.”

Most of the pack brought their mates and themselves back inside, but you stayed outside by the fire. You stared deep into the flames, trying to sort through the maze of thoughts you had. You knew you’d be digging your own grave if you denied your mate since you had the same strong urges, but you hoped that pretending they didn’t exist would just make them go away. But at the same time, the wolf side of you just didn’t want to ignore those feelings.

You let out a groan, dropping your head into your hands. You had thought everyone had gone inside but you felt a strong arm tug you into their side, and you already knew who it was: Hanbin.

You weren’t sure how long you stayed outside to think in the quiet of the night, but Hanbin stood by you the entire time. All you could think as you stared into the fire that only reminded you of your own temper, was that Hanbin would make a better alpha than you ever could.

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The pack was leaving around 7am, and your pack met them outside to say goodbye. Most of your pack shook hands with the others, some of the mates hugged the other mates. Soonyoung was still acting weird, but at this point, you figured that was just typical Soonyoung. You stayed toward the back, though, as you were supposed to make your official decision.

The entire time, you felt eyes on you. From your pack and theirs, but you mostly felt Hansol’s boring into you. You just kept your eyes on the ground, waiting for the inevitable.

“It’s been a pleasure meeting you and your pack,” Hanbin said, shaking hands with the three alphas, “and if you ever need anything else, just give us a shout.”

“Eunjin’s got that covered,” Seokmin joked.

Finally, Hanbin turned to you, waving you over. Your feet robotically moved one in front of the other, but the whole thing felt like a blur. You felt like you weren’t even in your own body.

“So, _____,” Hanbin put a warm hand on your shoulder, looking down at you.

But the one to ask the question wasn’t Hanbin.

“_____,” Hansol spoke up suddenly, his voice soft but capturing your attention easily. You looked at him as he walked over, though you could see the pain in his face he was trying to hide from his clothes moving against his injuries. He stopped in front of you, yellow eyes staring deeply into yours. “I know you hate me, and I know what I did is unforgivable. Despite everything that happened, I promise to work as hard as I have to to make you happy again. I don’t care if it takes me until I die, I swear I’ll make you happy someday. I’ll love you with my whole heart, and I’ll always take care of you. So…will you come with me and be my mate?”

Both packs were silent as you and Hansol looked at each other. Most of you – maybe all of you – was screaming to take his hand and let him lead you off to a new life. You knew even your own pack wanted you to go with him just so you’d be alive and be well taken care of because they knew Hansol would be able to keep you under control after what happened in the woods the other night. Nobody else in your pack could ever do what he could do. Nobody could ever keep you out of trouble like Hansol could. Nobody could even touch you when your powers were in use, but Hansol could easily.

But your lips parted to speak, and you barely whispered the word, “No.”

Then you turned away from the pack and made your way through your smaller one, going into the house and not sparing Hansol a second glance.

You were an alpha, just like Jiung, and you were going to be strong like him.

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So Close Yet So Far - Mingyu x Reader - Chapter 6 - The Night to Remember

Synopsis: Your college friend, Kim Mingyu, has had a grip on your heart since the first day you met. Over the past few years, as you acquired more friendships and memories, those feelings only grew. However, recently, Mingyu has seemed a bit more distant, at least when it comes to any ideas of romance. It only gets worse when rumors fly that he's off to Japan to receive a marriage proposal! Unsure what to do, you wonder how you can keep Mingyu by your side without jeopardizing your friendship or your growing feelings. You never expected that waking up one drunken morning next to two hot angels would be your ticket into Mingyu's heart.

Genre: Romance, College!AU, Modern Fantasy, Comedy, Angsty

Length: approx. 5k words

Feat. Mina of TWICE

Chapter 6 - The Night to Remember

 You are my son, you are taking over my company, and you will do as I say!

           Mingyu closed his book, clicking his tongue in annoyance at that sentence continuing to clog up his head. He hadn’t spoken to his father in the past few days, since their heated argument. He ignored every call that came through, not wanting to deal with his father’s ridiculous request. He had more pressing matters to focus on. As he saw you order your smoothie up ahead, Hoshi practically hanging off your shoulder as he tried to decide his order, a deep hum escaped his throat.

           Why is she being weird? Did I do something wrong? He thought to himself. He crossed his arms, which tightened up the sleeves of his shirt. I hope after dinner we can go back to normal. Just the thought of your sad face made Mingyu’s heart hurt a bit.

           As Mingyu was trying to reorganize all of the thoughts in his brain, two people sat on either side of him. When he looked to his sides, Joshua and Jeonghan were there. Mingyu frowned, unamused.

           “What?” he asked.

           “Woah, what’s with the third degree?” Jeonghan asked, frowning.

           “We just wanted to see what was bothering you,” Joshua asked.

           “Nothing is bothering me,” Mingyu said. “Mind your business.” He felt the stare that they shared across him, and he huffed.  

           “Wow, they are perfect together, huh?” Jeonghan asked.

           “Almost as if we’re talking to her right now.” Joshua agreed. Mingyu frowned.

           “You guys can’t just leave her out of your mouth, huh?” he asked.

           “We only want to help her,” Jeonghan said.

           “With?” Mingyu asked. The men leaned back on the bench, shrugging without giving a real reply. Mingyu sighed. “Well, I don’t think she needs your help.”

           “Oh, she does,” Joshua said.

           “I can help her with whatever you think she needs help with.”

           “Can you?” Jeonghan asked, eyes widened. “Is that why you’re going on a date?”

           “It’s not a d-.”

           “It’s absolutely a date.” They both said. Mingyu felt his cheeks go pink, his heart sped up just a bit. “Does she know it’s a date?”

           “I have no idea,” Mingyu said. “I had to work at it just to convince her to go to a nice place instead of where we usually eat. I think she’s upset with me.”

           “Why would she be?” Jeonghan asked, looking at Joshua from over Mingyu’s shoulder. They were very curious to hear his reasoning.

           “I don’t know. I thought it was that rumor that happened when I went on my trip, but it doesn’t seem she’s gotten over it.”

           “…Is it a rumor?” Joshua asked. He blinked, unsure why that question left his lips. Sure, he was curious, but he felt like he should have been a bit more subtle about it. Especially when Jeonghan looked almost as shocked as Mingyu did. Mingyu’s eyes narrowed, but Joshua remained calm as Mingyu held up his hand, showing a ringless ring finger.

           “Yes. Just a rumor.” He said simply. “But I guess something else bothered her. I can’t make out what it is, and I don’t think she’ll tell me.” Jeonghan and Joshua wondered if he was seriously oblivious, or being vague due to lack of trust between the three. However, they decided not to press into that part too much. “I want Saturday to go well.”   

           “We can help you there!” Jeonghan said. Now, Joshua was the one to look just as shocked at Mingyu, both looking at the black-haired angel. “We see her all the time. We would love to make sure you have everything you need to make sure that you both have the best date ever.”          

           “It’s not a.” Mingyu stopped himself from repeating what he already knew would be ignored and sighed. “Why should I trust you? Every time I see you, you’re both arguing over her.”

           Now, both Joshua and Jeonghan were silent. “…You got us there,” Joshua said.

           “Yeeea.” Mingyu shook his head, wondering how these two seemingly perfect individuals were so…what was the word? Ridiculous?

           “She really does have the patience of a saint.” He muttered to himself. He looked between the two of them again.

           Try trusting them.

           “What exactly do you have in mind?” He asked curiously, looking at Jeonghan.

           “Aaaah, we’ve convinced you.” Jeonghan leaned back in his seat nodding his head. “What do you think she’s going to wear?”

           “Well, I-.”

           “Wrong!” Jeonghan said immediately. Mingyu flinched at the sudden shout in his direction, however gentle the voice carrying it was. “If this is your first date like you say, how would you know? You don’t. We will know.”

           “…How?” Mingyu asked. Jeonghan smiled.

           “You have to trust us.” Mingyu looked over at Joshua, who nodded in agreement.

           “We have no reason to steer you wrong.” He said simply. “For her sake, at least.” Mingyu felt a bit more at ease with Joshua’s comment tacked on, and he sighed.

           “Fine, I guess. Even though I am still horribly confused.” Before anyone could continue speaking, the group made their way back over, smoothie in hand. Hoshi handed an extra off to Mingyu, who thanked him. When they saw Joshua and Jeonghan there, you frowned.

           “When did you guys get here? We didn’t get you anything.”

           Joshua and Jeonghan stood up, approaching you as you sipped your drink. You looked between them, confused as you were taken by the arms. “Hey!” You frowned, trying to pull the drink to your lips again.

           “Let’s go. We need to talk.” Jeonghan said.

           “What?” You looked at Joshua, who only nodded in agreement before you were reluctantly led off down the dirt path. Mingyu leaned forward but stopped himself as you three continued to walk off. He sighed.

           “You would never think that two people that handsome would be so weird,” Minnie said.

           “Seriously,” Seungkwan said, sipping his drink. Hoshi set his drink on his lap.

           “I’ve seen it happen before.” He admitted. When everyone looked at him, he shrugged. “I don’t talk to him anymore.”

           “Oh, you’re boyfriend?” Seungkwan grinned as Hoshi shoved him.

           Meanwhile, you continued walking along with the boys down the path. “What are we talking about?” you asked. Joshua and Jeonghan looked at one another.

           “Yeah, what are we going to talk about?” Joshua asked.

           Jeonghan paused a minute, then shrugged. “I have no idea….” He admitted.

           You and Joshua looked at one another in confusion as Jeonghan let out an amused laugh.

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Saturday felt like it was so far away, but when Minnie showed up to your house early that exact morning with breakfast in her hand, you realized it was much closer than you thought. Joshua and Jeonghan were nowhere to be found when you woke up that morning. It seemed they most likely didn’t stay in the house as you slept, which was fine. Throwing on a quick outfit, you and Minnie headed down the street towards the mall.

           “I still cannot believe you turned down Mingyu’s credit card,” Minnie said.

           “Just drop it,” you begged. “I can find something nice that I can afford.”

           “Yeah, but-.” Minnie motioned to the large and extravagant boutique named Twenty-Eight Zero Six that you both were passing on your walk. “I wanted to walk in there and look like we were important.” You laughed a bit. “Imagine all of the workers showering us in name-brand clothes that models and celebrities are wearing!”

           “Sorry.” Was the only thing you could think to say in response. “I’ll buy us lunch if you drop it.”  

           Minnie pouted, nodding her head. “Fine, then.” When she grinned, you felt a bit more relaxed. “Regardless, we are going to make you look so hot for tonight.”

           “Oh, please.” You groaned, and Minnie led you into the first store.

           Meanwhile, nearby, two figures slip into the store right behind you.

           “I don’t think we should be spying.”

           “Relax. We’re just getting some intel.”

           “Why can’t we just ask her?”

           “Joshua, do you think they want us joining them on their girl’s day?” When Joshua shook his head, Jeonghan nodded. “Exactly. For this date to go well, we need to know everything we can and tell Mingyu. Not only will he be able to provide them with the best date possible, ensuring our success and re-entry into heaven, but he’ll also trust us a bit more, which also ensures our re-entry into heaven. It’s a win-win situation.”

           “But I thought you liked teasing him,” Joshua said simply. Jeonghan laughed.

           “I never said we were going to stop.” He clarified. Joshua shook his head before looking back over at you. He watched you and Minnie start scanning the racks of dresses nearby, pulling a few out and pressing them to your body for a quick mental image. “So, what information do we get by spying on them?” he finally asked.

           “Well…” Jeonghan hummed. “If we know what she buys, then we can tell him how to best match her.”

           Joshua felt a few more questions in his head as he watched Jeonghan step a bit closer, hiding behind a few racks of coats. He had a strong feeling Jeonghan was just winging it at the moment. Joshua stayed in his spot, shaking his head as he watched Minnie fill your arms with dresses. He saw you stumble a bit as you held the beautifully designed outfits and stepped forward a bit. However, he stopped himself just as you regained your footing. Both you and Minnie seemed to giggle a bit, before disappearing down an aisle.

           For a second, Joshua had to remind himself what his goal was to do on earth.

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           You had tried on several dresses, yet none felt…right. They felt either way too fancy, or not fancy enough. As you stepped out in a sleek black number, rubbing your hands along the velvet sleeves, you looked at Minnie. “Did you find the name of this new place online?”

           “No luck. Their socials must not be fully up and running yet. Weird.”

           “I guess when you have good connections to the rich you only need word of mouth.” You mumbled, turning to yourself in the mirror. “What do you think of this?” When Minnie looked up at you, she shrugged.

           “Eh. It’s ok. It looks like you’re trying too hard.”             

           “You’re the one who says I need to try harder.”

           “Not that hard.” She stood up from the chair. “I saw a few other dresses back there. I’ll go find some more. Try on that pretty red one.” As Minnie disappeared into the store, you closed the changing room door. You pulled it off the hanger, a strikingly deep red dress, with a shorter dress hem that it had compared to others you had tried on. “I feel like I’ll look ridiculous in this one.” You muttered to yourself, before reluctantly trying it on anyway.

           After looking yourself over in the mirror, you tried to imagine yourself wearing this dress to a fancy restaurant. Being seated below high-vaulted ceilings and chandeliers. Drinking wine as deep as the dress color. How would you do your hair? Makeup? What kind of accessories would match this? You felt so out of your element and you weren’t even at the restaurant yet. Looking down at your hands, you rubbed them together. Let’s try this. You mumbled to yourself. Lifting your hands, you snapped both of your fingers.

           Deeper in the store, Jeonghan and Joshua felt their eyes twitch, practically lighting up. They shot a glance at one another, dropping the magazines they had now been using to hide their faces as they sat on one of the benches. They had stopped following when you mentioned heading towards the dressing room and only looked up for a brief second to see Minnie restart her hunt through the aisles. They shared a look, setting their magazines down and heading over to meet you.

           When they approached the fitting rooms, they saw your shoes poking out of the dressing room, the only one that was full. Jeonghan and Joshua shared one more look, trying to decide what to do to get your attention in an…appropriate manner. Jeonghan simply stepped back and called your name.

           “Are you okay?” he asked. You took a second to respond by opening the door and stepping out in your current attempt at trying to find a dress. The minute the men saw you, their eyes widened in shock. You smoothed out the skirt which clung tightly to you, and fixed the sleeves that puffed out just around the upper arms to the elbow, before smoothing to a tight grip around your waist. It was slightly more low cut than what they normally see you in, showing that there was a need for a necklace. You seemed to notice their stunned silence, because you immediately got flustered, shifting in your seat.

           “You don’t like it?” you asked.

           “We didn’t say that,” Jeonghan said. He looked over at Joshua and immediately noticed that his friend was stunned to silence. “You look nice.” He nudged Joshua, finally bringing him back. “Right?”

           Joshua immediately nodded his head. “Yes. Of course.” He said quickly.

           “I need you guys to do me a favor.” You said. You saw the duo seem excited to actually be asked to do something this time, and that excitement made you a bit happy. “Can you go to the restaurant and get an idea of how fancy it is? I don’t want to feel too underdressed.” You pulled out your phone, showing them the few pictures and the name that Mingyu had sent you the night before. “It’s an Italian place in Ilsan.”

           “Aaah. Okay.” Jeonghan said. “We’ll go look.” He said.

“Okay. I need to know before tonight, alright? Now, go before Minnie comes back. I really don’t want to come up with a reason you’re here.”

Jeonghan nodded. “Fine, fine. Alright.” He looked at Joshua, who was still staring directly at you as you fixed your sleeves once again. You had now turned to look at yourself in the nearby mirror, trying to play with your hair to visualize how you might want it styled. As you stood upright, you held your hands in front of you, balled into a little fist.

“What are you doing?” Jeonghan asked.

“Seeing if I would look frumpy with flowers in my hands.” Your arms moved around slightly in front of you as you visualized what a bouquet might look like in front of the dress. “Since the dress is so short, I’m worried a big bouquet will look a bit ridiculous. You know?”

“Makes sense.” Jeonghan nodded.

“You think he will bring you flowers?” Joshua asked.

“I hope so.” you smiled. “I think flowers are romantic.” Joshua and Jeonghan made sure to make a mental note of that before you asked one final question: “You like this one?”

Joshua scanned you over one last time, and something in his chest beat just a second too quickly. He felt his ears go hot, and he quickly rubbed them a bit in hopes that would cool them down. “Yes.” He said.

When you smiled, his ears only got hotter. “Thank you for your help.” Before turning back to the mirror.

           Jeonghan nudged Jeonghan, motioning outside. “Oh.” Joshua shook his head. “Right.” He followed behind Jeonghan as they headed to the front of the store. He smiled a bit, before looking yourself over in the dress one last time. A few minutes later, Minnie came back and was practically screaming about how amazing you looked.

           Outside, Jeonghan turned to Joshua. “What was that?”

           “What was what?” Joshua asked.

           “THAT!” Jeonghan shouted, pointing to the door of the store. Joshua shrugged.

           “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He said. He simply walked down the road, swinging his arms a bit as if nothing had happened. Jeonghan blinked, looking over as Joshua turned around, hands behind his back. “You coming? Or am I going alone?” He asked. A groan left Jeonghan’s lips as he followed after Joshua, the duo immediately making their way down the road.

They needed to be back quickly. And their lack of flight was only felt in moments like these.

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           “I think the dress you picked is perfect,” Minnie assured. You sighed, the sensation of a brush running along your hair. You shifted nervously. “It’s just the right mix of formal and cute. The important thing is that Mingyu thinks you look cute.”

           “I guess so,” you said. You close your eyes, taking a minute to enjoy the sensation of your hair being brushed. The brush pressed into your scalp and pulled down, sending a tingling and comforting sensation through your head and neck. The door opened, causing both you and Minnie to look over. Joshua and Jeonghan strolled in casually, chatting to themselves as they did so.

           “Do they have a key?” Minnie whispered to you, leaning down to make sure they did not hear. “Mingyu doesn’t even have a key.”

           “I left the door unlocked.” That was all you could respond to.

           “We won’t be long,” Jeonghan said. When he saw you look confused, Jeonghan smiled. “Mingyu said he was getting ready at Seungkwan and Hoshi’s apartment.”

           “They asked us to join,” Joshua added. Your smile only widened at the idea.

           “Really? I’m happy to hear that.”

           “The restaurant you’re going to is nice. I think what you picked-.” Jeonghan motioned to the red dress hanging up on the bathroom door. “Will work just fine.”

           “Okay.” You seemed relieved at the news. “I would be so embarrassed to be underdressed.”

           “If you just let Mingyu pay we could have completely avoided that by going to a nicer boutique.” You ignored Minnie’s comment as she finished with your hair, pulling and tugging it in different directions. “What do you two think?” Joshua and Jeonghan looked up, watching as Minnie pulled your hair up into a curly updo. “Up.” She dropped it down, allowing your hair to fall loosely around your face. “Down.”

           Jeonghan and Joshua walked over, seeing your cheeks tint pink as they leaned close to examine you. Jeonghan reached out and tugged your hair up. He and Joshua muttered to one another before Joshua reached out and took hold of a few small strands, letting those strands fall in a frame around your face. The feeling of their fingers brushing along your cheeks and head made you feel a bit flustered, and you looked down at your lap.

“Don’t fall in love with us, now,” Jeonghan said, seemingly catching your feeling of embarrassment. Joshua laughed a bit as your eyes snapped back up at the grinning angel. “There.”  They leaned back a bit, and Minnie took a look as well. When her eyes sparkled, you felt a bit embarrassed.

“How on earth did you two decide to major in law or all things?” Minnie asked. As you felt your hair fall loose once again, you saw Jeonghan and Joshua look directly at you, amused smiles on their faces.

           “Yeah,” Joshua said. “How did we?” You grabbed the nearest thing – a pillow – throwing it at them as they hurried away in amused and playful laughter.

           “Get out of here! I need to finish getting ready.” You shouted. The men shouted their goodbyes to Minnie before hurrying out of the apartment and closing the door behind them. You sighed, crossing your arms. “They’re a handful.”

           “But they’re nice.” Minnie made sure to add. You nodded. “They seem like good people.”

           “Yeah. They are good people.” You repeated, smiling at the thought. You had only known them for about a week, but you have found yourself warming up to them much quicker than you had originally thought. The craziness of the situation felt normal now. You couldn’t imagine the duo not being around.

           “And they’re cute,” Minnie added. “I mean they look like two angels straight from heaven.” The laugh you emanated was a bit more…forced than it was before.  

           “Right.” You muttered out. A moment of silence rang through the room before you finally said: “I hope this goes well.”

           “It will,” Minnie assured.

           “I’m worried it’ll be awkward.”

           “Has it felt awkward?” she asked.

           “Mmm…” you took a moment to think about your interactions the past few days. “Yes and no.” You stated. “I feel like it’s been pretty normal. But whenever he tries to do nice things for me…I feel like I don’t deserve it.”

           “Like the credit card thing?” You nodded. “I had to admit I was shocked when he didn’t bring you anything from Japan this time.”

           “I know. But I already decided I can’t be upset. I didn’t ask for anything, he didn’t say he would get me anything. It’s alright. He’s already been very good to me.” You smiled sadly as you pressed your fingers together. “But still, I can’t help but feel my heart hurt when I think about it.”

           “That’s normal,” Minnie said. “Maybe he’ll be so stunned by your look tonight that he’ll buy you whatever you want afterward.” You laughed a bit, shaking your head. “Mingyu’s crazy about you; friend, girlfriend, whatever. He doesn’t treat us the same way he treats you. So, I don’t know what you did, but it worked.”

           You smiled softly. “I don’t know if I’d say all that.” You admitted. Minnie sighed a bit. “But thanks.”

           “Sure.” Minnie smiled. “Now-.” She patted your shoulders. “Let’s get you in that dress. I’ll go grab the necklace.” You watched as Minnie hurried to the bags you had settled on the chair. As you rose from your spot, you headed towards the bathroom, grabbing your dress and closing the door to get ready.

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           “Aaaah, Mingyu-Hyung! Come out and let us seeee.” Seungkwan begged from his spot on the couch. Hoshi sat beside him, typing away on his phone. Joshua and Jeonghan, who had just arrived, stood behind the couch and watched.

           “Alright!” Mingyu called. When he stepped out, closing the bathroom door behind him, Hoshi and Seungkwan gasped in dramatic surprise.

           “AAAAAA, Hyung! You look amazing!” Seungkwan gasped, rising from his spot.

           “Yeah, I’m jealous.” Hoshi grinned. Mingyu chuckled, fixing the jacket of his suit. He glanced himself over in the mirror once, before looking back at his friends. They were throwing compliments like they were tennis balls, each one bouncing off Mingyu as he grew increasingly flustered. Joshua watched his cheeks turn an embarrassed pink. Joshua saw Jeonghan was offering a thumbs up to Mingyu as he continued to make sure every part of his outfit was perfect. He took the focus on Mingyu to think back to you in the store, scanning over your hair and smoothing out the different parts of the dress that clung to your body. He looked over to Mingyu’s belongings on the table. He eyed up some flowers that sat on top of it all, a stunning and most likely expensive bouquet of roses just as deep a red as your outfit.

           When he looked back, he saw Mingyu approaching the group. Seungkwan and Hoshi looked him over, continuing to gush.       

           “She’s going to fall over. I can see it now.” Mingyu watched as Seungkwan pushed Hoshi to a clearer space, before dramatically falling to his knees and taking Hoshi’s hand. “Oppa! You’re so handsome, my gosh! Please let’s get married now!” The high-pitched voice made Mingyu snort.

           Hoshi, not one to ever give up on the bit, gripped Seungkwan’s hand. He dropped his vocal tone to a dramatic low: “My love, we shall run away together and be married in the morning!”

           “Oh my God.” Mingyu groaned, unable to contain his amused laughter as his friends continued to reenact a very dramatic scene. “This might be the worst drama scene I’ve ever witnessed.” In hopes of avoiding any more of the embarrassing performance, he looked over at Joshua and Jeonghan, both of whom were also amused by their antics. “Are you sure this will match?” he asked, motioning to his tie. “It was the closest to ‘deep red’ I could get so last minute.”

           “Perfectly,” Jeonghan assured.

           Joshua paused a second, watching as Mingyu nodded and smoothed out the tie. He finally said: “Comment on her hair specifically.” Mingyu blinked, slightly confused by the request. “She seemed the most concerned with how to style it with the outfit. I think she’ll appreciate that.”

           Mingyu nodded. “Okay. Got it.” he pulled his wrist to get a good look at his watch. “Okay, I should get going." He said. He turned to his friends, fixing his suit jacket once again.

           “Fighting, Mingyu!” Hoshi cheered, pumping his fists. Mingyu nodded, balling his fists up in determination.

           “Fighting.” He said. He looked at Joshua and Jeonghan, both of whom offered thumbs up of support as well.

           “Fighting.” They also said. Mingyu smiled, the mere idea that in a matter of minutes, he’d have you in his car driving to the best restaurant on this side of the country. You’d be on his arm for the entire world to see. He wanted to show you off as he grabbed his belongings and headed out the door. When it closed behind them, Seungkwan and Hoshi plopped themselves down on the couch.

           “Want to order dinner?” Hoshi asked. The duo nodded, before looking up at the angels standing behind them.

           “Hm?” Jeonghan muttered. “Aaaah, no. We have to go, too.”

           “Wha- you do? Where?” Hoshi asked, now fully turned towards the duo. Joshua and Jeonghan were hoping to catch a peek at the both of you starting your date, gathering information on how it goes to better help set anything up in the future.

           “Home,” Joshua said simply. “We have some homework to get done for next week.”

           “On Saturday night?” Seungkwan asked, frowning. “Wow. Handsome and studious. No wonder they’re so popular.” Joshua and Jeonghan chuckled. “Next time?”

           “Absolutely,” Jeonghan said. They wasted no time saying their goodbyes before heading out the door, hurrying down the stairs and onto the streets of Seoul.

“That compliment on her hair was kind of genius,” Jeonghan said, making Joshua look over. He shrugged their pace finally slowing to a brisk walk down the street.

“I just want it to go well.” He said.

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           “Spin for me! Spin for me!” Minnie squealed. You laughed, doing as she requested and allowing for her to see an entire view of you. She shouted. “Oh, he’s going to be asking for your hand in marriage after this!”

           “Oh, stop.” You laughed, though you felt a bit giddy when she said that. You looked down at the dark black pumps that you had fished out of your closet from a year or so prior, ones that hurt your toes but God damn it did they bump your height up just enough to be tolerable. You looked at the clock. “He should be here soon.” Minnie hurried over, making sure to check that your hair was perfect and your accessories laid just so.

           “Those two picked right with your hair. The strands frame your face so nicely.” Minnie’s compliment made you smile. “But I’m sure that means nothing to me. When Mingyu says it-.” You laughed a bit. “Okay, okay. You look perfect. Do you have your bag?”

           “Oh, uh-.” You grabbed your bag, a small, maroon clutch that you bought just for this outfit. It had a bit of silver décor that matched well with your silver jewelry. “Ready.”

           “I hope you have so much fun!” Minnie clapped her hands together. “I’m going to stay right here so you can tell me everything when you get back. No arguments.” You laughed a bit.

           “Okay, then.” You said. You were still admiring yourself in the mirror, unable to look away. The idea of this date – you hoped Mingyu considered it a date too - being the pinnacle of setting your relationship on a new path made you feel on top of the world. Nothing could ruin this night. You couldn’t let it.

           It was then that you heard the knock.

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           Mingyu was pulling up to the apartments, parking in his usual spot in the resident parking lot. Turning off his car, he got out of his spot to notice another nice car parked on the other side of the lot. Cocking an eyebrow, he took a second to catch a glimpse of who was inside. He did not see anyone, simply shrugging his shoulders. He had more important things to worry about as he headed into the door of your apartment building and towards the elevator

           Click. Click. Click. Each floor the elevator ascended made Mingyu shift nervously in his place. It was never-ending. To keep himself focused and sane, Mingyu fixed his tie and made sure every part of his outfit was smoothed out just right. The flowers were clutched in his hand, and the visual of them shaking a bit was the only way he could tell he was shaking. Relax, Mingyu. This is just like anything else. Don’t make it weird. His pep talks to himself continued as the elevator jolted to a stop. With a deep, confident breath, he waited for the doors to open before him.

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           “Coming!” You called. Hurrying over to the door, you felt a grin plaster on your face. Looking at Minnie, you smoothed out your dress one last time, and Minnie brushed a few rebellious hairs down onto your scalp once again. “Okay.” With a deep breath, you opened the door. “Hey-.” Your smile immediately dropped.

           Before you stood a stunning woman. She had long, curly black hair that dropped to her shoulder blades. Her skin was a porcelain white, colored meticulously by a few beautiful shades of beige and cream makeup. The only things that you caught on her face were a few scattered moles, one under her lip, and one on the side of her nose. It only added to her beauty. She rubbed her hand along the side of her tight black pants and fixed the sleeve of her lavender blouse. When she finally caught your eyes, your breath hitched at her stunningly captivating eyes.

           When she uttered your name, almost as if she was asking herself a question, you could only nod. Her smile only widened as she stuck her hand in your direction. “Nice to meet you. I’m Mina Myoui. I’ve heard so much about you.” 

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Lover

pairing : vernon x reader

synopsis : love makes you do crazy things, except this wasn’t really crazy for him. he’s just a man in love who’s willing to do it all for you.

genre : fluff, like a lot of fluff, humor

word count : 3.6k

warnings : none

posted : 2/17/21

a/n : ty ty to @woozisnoots for beta reading. i really needed it or it would’ve sounded so awkward so tysm alex <3 and HAPPY VERNON AND SEOKMIN DAYYYY. tell me why this took me almost a month to write even though its like... eh. neway, I HOPE YALL ENJOY, it has that princess and the frog vibe.

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‘Letter 355’ was written in big letters on the front of the envelope. You sat on the bed as you tore the sealed flap open. Vernon has been writing you small notes ever since your 6th year anniversary. This is the first real letter you’ve gotten because before, it was simple post-it notes, and as your 7th year together approaches, you can’t help but wonder what he has planned this time.

You took out the paper, unfolded it and scanned his messy handwriting. You smiled as your fingertips touched the ink on the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

I hope you will have a wonderful day today. Are you surprised you’re getting a letter instead of a post-it note? You probably are lol. Anyway, I just wanted to say I’m sorry for the messy handwriting, I had to leave early this morning and didn’t have time to write neatly, or spell correctly so if you see some typos, you didn’t (cue the clown emoji).

Also, a heads up, I may be returning home late due to the guys wanting to hang out, so if you need me, call me. And yes, I’ll text you if I have to stay at one of their apartments and I’ll text you when I leave. I know the drill ;)

Please be safe today, and you know MY drill don’t you? It’s the exact same thing I said above, HA! So, text me when you leave the house and when you arrive at work. I can’t wait to see you again (even though we live together). I love you Ma Belle. Just 10 more days!

Love, Vernon

You smiled at the nickname he had given you as you felt the familiar rush of fireworks erupt in your stomach, hugging the letter close to your chest. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have a man like Vernon. He took time out of his day for almost a year just to write you a letter every morning so you could wake up happy. He is an absolute crazy man for doing this.

You folded up the letter and carefully placed it back in the envelope. You went to your desk, grabbing the photobook on the shelf and opened it, seeing where you kept all his notes for the past year. You flipped to a page and inserted the letter in an empty slot. You closed the book and placed it on the shelf once more, looking at it as you thought about how he was capable of doing something like this for a whole year, who knows what he has planned for your anniversary.

~

Vernon has a lot planned actually. He is going to keep writing you letters every morning before he goes to work, but on the day of your anniversary, it’s going to be a little different and he couldn’t wait for that day to come.

He walked alone, glancing into the stores that he passed as he waited for the call. He turned around and began to head back to where he came from before, feeling the buzzing of his phone. He looked at the screen and answered.

“Hey Shua, are you guys done?” He bit his lower lip a bit, hoping they got what he had asked for. He heard his friend sigh on the other end of the line.

“Hell yeah we got it.” Letting out a breath of relief, he nodded as he listened to Joshua tell him to return back to the car so they could go and eat. Hanging up, he walked quickly back to meet up with his friends.

He could not wait for the day to come.

//

You saw ‘Letter 360’ taped to the refrigerator when you reached the kitchen to prepare yourself breakfast. You had only received small notes like before ever since ‘Letter 355’, so you were a bit taken aback because you simply thought that he wrote a long letter due to his busy schedule that day. You weren’t sure what to expect of this though as he told you the night prior that he would be home before dinner.

You tore the flap of the envelope and took out the paper, quickly unfolding it as you began to read his messy handwriting:

Ma Belle,

Did you sleep well last night? I hope so because then I’ll feel bad for not being able to be there with you to make you feel better :( But!!! I hope this will make your morning a bit brighter if it wasn’t already. Inside the microwave are some pancakes that I made Mingyu bring for me because I would’ve burnt them. But they’re probably cold so you have to heat it up. There were 4 in total but I was hungry and ate one hehe.

Anyway, I’ll see you in a few hours, Ma Belle. Stay safe at work and text me! I love you!

Love, Vernon

You felt the warmth creep up in your chest as you grinned, rereading the letter again. Although this made you incredibly happy, you couldn’t help but think about what you could do better for Vernon in this relationship. You never want him to feel as if he was the only one putting effort.

After making a quick decision, you put the letter back in the envelope and brought it to your room, placing it in an empty slot of the photobook. You went back out to the kitchen and heated up the pancakes Vernon had mentioned, deciding that you will make a small trip to the store after having breakfast.

~

Unknowingly, you walked down the same path Vernon had the day he went out with his friends secretly without telling you. You passed multiple stores as you racked your brain for some sort of idea on what to get him. You already had your anniversary gift planned out for him, but that’s a secret that you have been keeping from him since day one. You just hope he doesn’t go searching for the photobook.

You walked slowly, glancing into stores to get some sort of idea before stopping in front of a jewelry store. You hesitated knowing that Vernon never wanted you to spend so much money on him, but look at where you are. You decide to tell him it’s an anniversary gift instead of just giving it to him tonight so that way he wouldn’t get mad at you. Yeah, that’s a better plan.

As you enter the store, your eyes immediately go to the locked glass cases of beautiful jewelry. Maybe you should’ve thought this through because you had no idea what to get him. Looks like guessing is the best bet for you.

//

You made it home from work just before Vernon got home. Quickly, you went to your room and took the box out of the bag and placed it behind the photobook. You disposed of the bag, making sure that Vernon wouldn’t spot any evidence of the fact that you spent a lot of money on him.

You were now in the kitchen, looking to prepare something for dinner before the front door opened with your boyfriend coming in with bags in his hand. You smiled and quickly met him at the door, grabbing a few bags before kissing his cheek.

“You bought dinner? I was planning to make something for you.” He smiled warmly and led you to the dining room, placing the bags on the table. He quickly kissed your cheek before holding one of your hands.

“Ma Belle~” The teasing sound of his voice echoed in your ears as you smiled widely, shying away a bit before you felt the tips of his fingers move your head to face his again, “You don’t have to cook for me tonight. Let’s just relax and enjoy the food I bought, how does that sound?” You stared into his hypnotizing eyes, the warmth in your chest rising as you nodded your head with a smile.

“Okay! Let's get some plates!”

//

You woke up to an empty bed, confused as to why Vernon wasn’t next to you. Sitting up straight, you looked at your night stand, searching for the familiar post-it note or envelope. You thought that maybe it was something similar to the letter 5 days ago where you found it taped to the fridge.

You stretched out your arms, yawning in the process as you heard your phone buzz on the table. Unplugging it, you opened your messages and spotted a familiar name. Boo Seungkwan.

‘You home?’ You didn’t know why he was texting you at this time, he was usually asleep. And he knows that it’s your anniversary with Vernon today, so you were confused as to why he was asking if you were home.

‘No. I’m with Vernon.’ Obviously you lied to try and get out of any sort of event he may have planned just so you can eat a small breakfast and get ready for the day. You just have to find Vernon’s note.

‘Bullshit. I’m with Vernon right now.’ Your eyes widened, a scowl appearing on your face as you questioned why Vernon was with Seungkwan instead of you. ‘Why are you with Vernon? Where are you guys?’

On the other side of the phone, Seungkwan was panicking. He knew that you weren’t with Vernon because Vernon was with Joshua setting up everything for your anniversary.

He looked around the room, thinking of an answer to come up with before Chan walked in, “Seungkwan? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be distracting them for Vernon?” He tossed his phone to the younger, eyes filled with fear and uneasiness. Chan read the messages and laughed, “Vernon will kill you if you don’t pull this off. Good luck!” Seungkwan groaned as he decided to just show up at your home and keep you occupied.

You stared at the messages, expecting him to answer but received nothing. You sighed and just locked your phone, mind now set on looking for the letter. Every step you took to look into a room, your fingers were crossed in hopes that you would find any sort of evidence that Vernon has left for you. Plopping onto the couch, you thought that maybe he just forgot to write today, but it didn’t make sense since he wrote everyday for a whole year without forgetting. Even in previous letters, he would count down the days until it was your anniversary. It just didn’t make any sense.

You heard the doorbell ring, an ounce of hope in your heart as you thought that it could be Vernon. He has a key to the house. You sighed and got up from the couch as you went to the front door, unlocking it with a click and opening it.

Your eyes met Seungkwan’s and it immediately turned into a glare. “I thought you were with Vernon, hm?” He grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck.

“I lied.”

“I can see that.” You stepped to the side, making way for him to enter your house. You watched him sit on the couch as you closed the door and locked it. “What are you doing here, Seungkwan?”

“Uhm— Did you eat breakfast?” You saw his hands wipe down against his jeans, a nervous habit he had that you picked up on throughout your years of friendship.

“No I didn’t. And you avoided my question—”

“You haven’t eaten?” He stood up abruptly, determined to keep you distracted until lunch time, “Come on, lets cook some breakfast for you!” He turned towards the kitchen with you following closely after him after rolling your eyes and just letting it slide, thinking that maybe Vernon put him up to this.

//

Seungkwan sighed in content after finishing up his food, his eyes moving to meet your hard ones. “Seungkwan,” His eyes went to look around the room, just as long as they weren’t at you, “Seungkwan, stop avoiding eye contact.” He looked back at you, his lips pursed and throat feeling dry. “I have so many questions, but I won’t even bother at this point.” You shook your head and took your plate and his, bringing it to the sink and began to wash them.

As you were washing, you heard your name fall from his lips, “I can wash them, you have to go get ready.” Your head shot up, eyes looking to the side but your head staying in place.

“Get ready how? Where are we going?”

Seungkwan got up from his seat and stood next to you, “Don’t play dumb. Do you want your letter or not?” Your eyes lit up, nodding as you turned off the water and quickly went into your room to wash up and get ready.

“Thank you Seungkwan!”

//

You sat in the car with the radio gently playing in the background. A comfortable silence fell upon you and Seungkwan, who was in the driver's seat. You remembered to bring your gift as you looked at the large bag sitting on the floor between your legs. You checked the time on your phone, seeing that it was almost lunch.

“Wow, if Vernon planned a lunch, I’m glad you ate most of the breakfast food.” You out the window, giggling with Seungkwan.

“That was the whole point of me eating all the food. I had to keep you busy for a few more hours.”

You sighed and nodded your head in understanding, turning your head to look at the side of his face, “Where are we headed to anyway?”

He glanced away from the road to look at you for a split second before lifting up his hand, his pointer finger placed on his lips as he made a ‘shh’ sound. “It’s a secret.”

“Well can you tell me if it’s far? I kind of want to take a nap.”

“Go for it, but don’t get mad when I wake you up.”

//

Your eyes fluttered, feeling the cool breeze against your skin as goosebumps rose. You opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend standing next to you with the car door open. He flashed his gummy smile, holding his hand out for you to take, “Ma Belle~”

You looked down at the floor as you placed your hand in his, stepping out of the car with your bag and present in hand. “Where have you been Vernon Chwe?”

You smiled cheekily at him to which he shrugged with a teasing smile, “I’ve been doing things.”

You began to smile, looking at your interlocked fingers as he led you to a familiar area. You scanned the place, seeing the light of the sun reflect off the little lake that you knew all too well. Your hand tightened in his grasp causing him to stop walking and to turn to look at you, “What’s wrong?” You pouted, puppy eyes boring into his as he smiled softly.

“You took me here? I thought this place became private property and people weren’t allowed to be here.” He laughed softly and brought up his hand, placing his pointer finger against his lips.

“Shhh, we’re not.” Your eyes widened as you hit him with your bag and he laughed, “I’m kidding, I talked to the owner and they were fine with it, come on, let’s go.”

He brought you over to a picnic setup, the tall tree providing you shade that can cool your down from the scorching sun. You both sat down on the blanket, looking out to the lake with the mini table in between. You sighed in content, your eyes never leaving the shining lake, “Vernon this is incredible. I’m so happy you were able to get us in here.” You looked over at your boyfriend, a smirk on his face as he held up the missing letter.

“I know you’ve been wondering where the final letter was but I don’t know if I want to give it to you just yet.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “You have to eat with me first and then I’ll give you the letter, okay?” You smiled and nodded your head happily, the thought of what could possibly be in the letter consumes your mind.

//

You finished your food with a toss of your napkin to the plate, your eyes immediately going to Vernon who was laughing softly. “I know what you’re going to ask, but first let me open my gift, please?” He pouted in which you rolled your eyes in response.

“Fine.”

You handed over the bag, biting your lip out of a nervous habit, watching him take out the tissue paper and spotting the box and photobook. He took out the photobook, looking at you with an unsure expression before opening it. Raising his eyebrows, he found every note he has written to you, and next to it is a note you have written in response.

He took a deep breath, flipping through all the pages, trying to be as slow as possible just to tease you, but no luck, “Vernon you can read it at home.” You whined next to him as he slightly glared at you,

“Hey, I just want to appreciate you.” Still, he listened and put the photobook back in the bag and then took out the box. He opened the top carefully and stared at the piece of jewelry laying inside.

He head lolled to look at you, another pout on his lips, “I told you not to buy me anything expensive.”

You giggled and nodded your head towards the bracelet, “Dig a little deeper Vernon,” He rolled his eyes at your remark of quoting the song before taking out the chain. He turned the small heart-shaped charm over and found your name next to the words ‘Your Evangeline’ engraved in it.

His grip on the chain loosened as he handed it to you, holding out his arm, “Put it on for me?” Quickly you wrapped it around his wrist and locked it in place, beaming with happiness. “I love this, I just— it’s beautiful.”

“Can I read the letter now?” He sighed in defeat as he failed to stall everything a little while longer.

“Way to ruin the sentimental mood.” He handed you the letter, watching you bounce in excitement as you prepared to rip it open.

“Wait! Read it up there, next to the lake. Pretend I’m not here, like how you would read any letter in the morning, okay?” You nodded standing up and scurried over to the lake, thinking about how weird it was that he asked you to read it at this spot. The thought left your mind the second your eyes scanned ‘Letter 365’. Your heart pounded in your ears as you ripped the flap open and pulled out the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

Happy 7th year Anniversary! Can you believe it has been seven years we’ve been together? It feels so amazing. I’m sorry you had to read this through a letter, but I feel like writing it out conveyed my feelings better than when I just wing it. So, I hope you prepare yourself because this is going to be a ride full of cheese and cringe.

I remember our first date here. It was very cheesy and seemed too extravagant for a first date, but we have known each other for a few months before I asked you out, so I call it a success. Anyway, I’ll never forget the look on your face when you saw the little fairy lights light up just at the snap of my finger. You said it looked like fireflies and reminded you of Princess and the Frog. Anyway, getting back to the point, the point is, this little lake holds a place in my heart because it was all those months of me silently pining after you to finally be able to take you here, it made me realize that I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Oh! Which reminds me of our first here, when we danced to the soundtrack of the movie. It’s random, I know but I don’t think you remember that. You probably won’t remember me proposing to you either, would you? Turn around Ma Belle :)

You slowly turned around, the blanket and picnic table gone, all that’s left in front of you is Vernon down on one knee holding up a small box displaying a beautiful ring. The arm holding the letter drops, your free hand coming up to slightly cover your mouth now agape. From his shaky hands to his beaming smile, the love you had for the man in front of you intensified.

He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, “So, do you remember now?” The water in your eyes that have been threatening to spill finally let go as you nodded your head, “Ma Belle~” That damn grin on his face made your knees shake, “Will you be my Evangeline and marry me?” Your legs collapsed, your knees hitting the grass as you hugged Vernon tightly, whispering ‘Yes’ into his ear.

The amount of love you felt in your heart took over as you cried silently against him. He pulled away, laughing softly as he wiped your tears and brought your hand up, slipping the ring onto your ring finger. “Hansol Vernon Chwe, no wonder you wanted to open my gift first.”

He shrugged, looking into your eyes with that same teary smile before leaning in and placing a soft yet meaningful kiss on your lips. In that magical moment, you knew that this is all for you; he is all for you and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[viastro]

macarons | boo seungkwan

ミ★ synopsis: seungkwan just wants to try the macarons at the popup shop in the mall, what he ends up getting is a new crush and a blue penguin from the claw machine.

ミ★ genre: fluff, some humor

ミ★ warnings: none!

ミ★ word count: 1,472

ミ★ pairings: seungkwan x female reader

ミ★ notes: hi! I hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I liked writing this one <3 it’s rather cute :D ALSO! seungkwan sexy.

The sun shines in through the skylights at the mall, practically blinding Seungkwan. He squints at his phone, trying to block the sun from hitting his screen as it makes it even harder to see what the groupchat is saying.

meanwhile in the groupchat:

He sighs, giving up on trying to participate in their conversation. Seungkwan glances up, noticing the elevator doors have opened and he steps inside. The elevator is aesthetically pleasing, considering that all the walls surrounding it are made of glass, making it see-through. He presses the button to get to the third floor of the mall, glancing back down at his phone to check out Twitter. The elevator doors close once again, and they start moving up, only to stop on the second floor.

Seungkwan almost lets out a sigh of frustration. He waited five minutes for the elevator to come down so he can step in, and now he’s gonna have to wait another couple minutes to get to his floor. The only reason he came to the mall was to visit the popular macaron popup shop that opened. Today is the last day to get some macarons, and it’s only while supplies last. He would’ve taken the stairs... who are we kidding, he didn’t want to. People start shuffling out of the door, some coming in as well and he’s this close in stepping forward to press the close doors button. You’re a nice person Seungkwan, there will probably still be macarons at the small popup shop, Seungkwan says to himself.

“Are you getting out sir?” The man holding the elevator door asks, and he’s about to respond when he pauses.

You’re walking past the elevator, holding what looks to be cotton candy flavored ice cream in a waffle cone. In your other hand, there’s a small pink shopping bag. You’re smiling down at the ice cream as if you’re holding a newborn baby. Your skin glows from the sunlight descending upon you from the skylights. You look up from the ice cream to smile up at the blue sky through the window. 

Such a nice day, can’t wait to get out of the mall, you think to yourself. What you don’t know is that Seungkwan is absolutely gone for you.

“Uh.. sir-” Seungkwan cuts off the man by making his way out of the compact elevator without a response, only having his eyes set on you.

“She’s literally glowing.” He whispers to himself as he watches you walk towards the arcade. He cocks his head to the side, about to follow you before he pauses again.

Seungkwan. Are you INSANE. Why would you follow a random girl at the mall?

“Uh, cause she’s single handedly the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen? Go away conscious, I’m gonna try and talk to her.” Seungkwan tells himself, making his way into the arcade. He tries to find your pink and white striped shirt, managing to see you in front of a claw machine. You finish the last of your ice cream, my god you finished that in like five minutes, and insert a dollar into the slot. Seungkwan watches you from the side as you fail to get the pink penguin the second time. You pout to yourself, grumbling about how, “This game is rigged.”

Okay Seungkwan, you can do this, he thinks to himself. After taking another deep breath, he walks up so that he’s beside you. You turn your head once you notice his presence and suck in a breath, ohmygod he’s so handsome.

“O-Oh, thank you.” Seungkwan says with a blush and your eyes widen. You slam your hand to your mouth, staring at him as warmth floods your face. “Did I really say that out loud?” You ask him, removing your hand so that he can hear you clearly.

“Yeah you did.” He answers with a smile and you cover your face with your hands out of embarrassment, making him giggle. “It’s okay, don’t be embarrassed…” He trails off and you peek through your fingers to see him staring at you with a grin as he waits for you to tell him your name.

“My name is yn.” You respond shyly, removing your hands from your face slowly. “Well, my name is Seungkwan. It’s nice to meet you, yn.” He tells you, outstretching his hand for you to shake, to which you comply.

“So.. not to sound creepy or anything,” Seungkwan begins and you make a face at him, promptly shutting him up.

“Starting off a sentence with you saying you weren’t trying to be creepy is always a horrible start.” You say and stick out your tongue at him. He gasps dramatically and you let out a laugh, making him laugh with you.

“Anyways... before I was rudely interrupted,” He squints at you and you giggle, “I was going to tell you that I saw you struggling trying to get the penguin. I came over because I wanted to try and get it for you, if you’d let me.” Seungkwan explains and your face lights up at the mention of the pink penguin.

good God she’s so precious i’m gonna have an ANEURYSM, Seungkwan thinks to himself as he pinches his leg to try and stop himself from squealing at your overall cuteness.

“Really!?” You ask with a big smile and he nods, switching spots with you. “Not to brag or anything, but I’m really good at claw machines. I discovered a method when I was younger that hasn’t failed me each time I’ve done it.” Seungkwan explains as he moves the claw towards the pink penguin. You’re watching in awe as the claw ends up grabbing the pink penguin, and you let out a squeal once it knocks both the pink penguin, and a new blue penguin through the prize slot.

“Yay!” You exclaim, reaching into the box to grab both the pink and blue penguin. You smile widely as you hand Seungkwan the blue one, and he looks at you with wide eyes.

“That’s for you. I only wanted one, you can uh, have that one as a way to remember me.” You tell him shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you pick up your small shopping bag from the floor.

“Well uh, what if I don’t want to just remember you?” Seungkwan asks with a hopeful expression on his face. Your mouth drops open slightly once you realize that means he wants to talk more and you feel warmth rush to your face once again.

“Um, yeah. I’d love that actually. Would you like to exchange numbers?” You ask and he nods with a big smile on his face, handing you his phone. You scramble to hand him your phone as you both input each other’s numbers.

You hand each other back your own phones and he lets out a laugh at the contact name you put for yourself. “Pengu yn?” You give him a big smile and he chuckles again.

“Pause.” You say as you notice the contact name he put in your phone.

“So you’re trying to clown me for pengu yn but you’re out here naming yourself, claw machine master kwan?” You tell him, poking your tongue in the side of your cheek and he giggles.

“Was I wrong though?” Seungkwan asks as you both start heading out of the arcade and you shrug, “You truly weren’t wrong.” You answer after a beat and he nods, satisfied.

“Shit! Wait, I bet the macaron popup shop is closed now! God damn it.” Seungkwan whines and you raise an eyebrow.

“I actually got two boxes in this bag, I went there earlier. Here, take this as my thanks as well.” You tell him, reaching into your bag and handing him a box of six assorted macarons. His eyes look like they’re about to tear up and before you can ask if he’s okay, he’s on the floor BOWING to you. You look around at everyone as many people have stopped and stared so you start telling him, “Stop! We’re in the middle of the mall, don't embarrass me like this! We just met! MOVE!”

After a moment to recollect yourselves, read: Seungkwan getting up off the floor and you hitting his arm repeatedly for embarrassing you. You both giggle as you say your farewells. You wave at him, letting him know you’ll text him tonight. “Enjoy the macarons Kwannie!” You tell him, before turning around and making your way towards the exit. Seungkwan practically melts at the nickname as he waves bye to you.

Letting out a happy sigh, Seungkwan begins his walk to the other mall exit which is closer to his car, with a big smile on his face, a new crush, and a box of macarons.

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Going Karaoke

Sorry I didn’t have time to write a subplot or any plot for Vernon and this is just a romance about DK and reader insert. This day snuck up on me! I’m almost done with a Jun fic I’ve been working on, but I felt like I couldn’t let this day pass for my precious sun!! Happy Birthday Lee SeokMin my favorite Smile Man! Happy Birthday beautiful Hansol!

(Please Request!! My inbox is lonely~)

“Are you sure I should go?” I asked Seokmin.

“It’s my birthday, I should be able to invite who I want, no?”

“But, wouldn’t it be more fun for all of you guys if I didn’t go? I know adding a girl to the mix would only make some of them awkward.” 

He pouted, “Please? I want you to come. Do you not like them or...?” he left off, in teasing shock.

“No! I like all of them, but-”

“Then you’re coming with us. We reserved the whole place so there won’t any disturbances and we won’t have to hide.” Now was my turn to pout, but he just smiled in response.

I had struggled on what to get both Hansol and Seokmin over the last couple of days, but I had finally decided on a pair of Beats for Hansol, but I couldn’t think of anything for Seokmin. I had liked him for about a year now, and recently, I could almost hope he felt somewhat the same. Of course, I could never be certain, with him always being nice and considerate to everyone, but a lingering touch or stare was becoming more and more common. He always fought for my attention with the other members.

All of this would have been discarded as my imagination, if I hadn’t overheard him arguing with Jun one afternoon a few weeks ago. I had never heard him mad, but, from what I could catch, he was telling him to stop flirting with me. Jun had questioned him, but he refused to answer. After being pressed, he meekly said, “I saw her first.”

From then on, any little thing he did made my hope grow without restraint. I remembered how the next day, I was expecting Jun to keep some distance from me, but he had stuck extra close that day. I looked over trying to see Seokmin’s reaction, and he looked mad. I remembered how I had felt butterflies in my stomach when he came over and pulled me away with some random excuse that he had forgotten by the time we made it to the other side of the room. I heard Jun laughing and I blushed thinking about how all of this would confirm his feelings, but there was always room for doubt, especially if he himself didn’t know it yet.

Instead of a material present, I thought I’d be a bit more bold. I wasn’t sure how I’d do it, and the options were all embarrassing, but I wanted to tell him how I felt. I knew I’d stutter through a confession, my hands would be sweaty from the stress if I just reached over and grabbed his hand, and a hug could be interpreted as just a sign of friendship.

I wasn’t sure how to dress, so I settled for something nice that could still be considered casual. Luckily it was still a little chilly so a coat didn’t seem out of place yet. They were dressed how they usually are in the practice rooms, but I guess it with less baggy than usual. I still felt a little overdressed, but half of them were dressed better than me and the other half was way more casual, so technically I was somewhere in the middle.

“Y/N! Hurry, you’re late!” Seungcheol called. They were already in the van when I found them.“Sorry!” I awkwardly squeezed into the van and it took off before I could fasten my seat belt. Being in one place for too long would attract attention. 

Somehow I was sitting between Seungkwan and Hansol. I handed him his gift and he looked surprised after looking in the bag. “Wow, thanks Y/n! I needed a new pair! Oh and I was even planning on getting it in this color!”

“Really?” I asked, happy he reacted this way.

He started opening the packaging in the van, even though there really was no room for anything else, including the pieces of trash that were now being tossed throughout the van.

“Y/N~” I heard Seokmin call from the very back of the van. I couldn’t see him behind all the heads busy in their own conversations.

 I gave up and continued talking with Seungkwan and Hansol. They were so funny. I always felt like I was Hansol in the sense that all we do is laugh at the other member’s silliness. He’d partake in it more than I would, but Seokmin always made sure I was included.

I got a text from him soon after ignoring him.

Seokmin: Where’s MY present? How come Hansol gets his first?? :{ 

Y/N: You’ll get it later. At the end. Don’t pester me about it!

Seokmin: Okay! It’s my birthday so remember you have to be nice to me and do as I say today! Okay? ;(

Y/N: Okay okay! But you still have to wait.

Seokmin: I don’t know if I can~ I want it now~

I blushed thinking of how he’d react when I told him my feelings, hopefully he’d reciprocate them, or at least be nice about it. I knew he wouldn’t be mean about it, but I was always scared he would be, at least at first. Then our friendship would be ruined, we’d be awkward. But no. I decided that I was going to do it. I didn’t get him anything else, so I had to.

Seokmin hadn’t asked about his gift as we all sung in the biggest Karaoke room there was, but I did notice him looking around, probably searching for it, but there was nothing to find. 

“Y/n! Go sing one!” Soonyoung pushed me forward. 

“By myself?” I asked, suddenly nervous about having 13 boys watching me.

“Pick a partner then,” Seungcheol suggested.

“Okay.” I scanned around, looking to see who was willing but half of them looked busy eating or talking. I looked for Seokmin, but he wasn’t in the room.

Seokmin P.O.V.:

You can still see the stain! I stopped and looked at myself in the mirror, wondering when I had become so uptight about how I looked. There weren’t any cameras or fans to see me be a little sloppy. It wasn’t even that bad of a stain. Now I felt bad for how I reacted with Jisoo-hyung when he spilled some dipping sauce on my jeans. It was an accident, and he had brought me a nice shirt from America too.

I’ve been dying to know what Y/n had gotten me, but I couldn’t find it anywhere. She must have gotten me something if she brought Hansol something, right? She bought everyone else a gift on their birthday’s, so of course, I’m also getting something...right? I should be her favorite, I need to be her favorite. 

The other members knew I liked her before I knew I liked her. They always tease me about her when she’s not around. The only one who insists on annoying me is Jun. He’s always pulling her away to show her something or do something, but I’m not entirely sure if it’s because he likes her, or he likes annoying me. Both seem possible. I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually liked her, she was smart, pretty, nice, and just, her.

I came back in rush after realizing how long I’d been gone and heard Y/n singing. It was nice to hear and I came in with a wide smile, but it fell when I saw who she was doing the duet with. 

Jun smirked at me and leaned forward to her as he did his part. He got uncomfortably close to her and I could see her shock as she backed away a bit to do her part. It was a love song. They were singing to each other about how much they loved each other and couldn’t bear be apart, and everyone else was just swaying along with them. 

Jun, making direct eye contact with me for a split second, grabbed her with his free hand and pulled her in close, leaning forward.That was it. I pushed my way through and shoved Jun away. I was not having anymore of his crap. 

“Seokmin, what’s wrong? They were just singing!” Seungcheol said, wanting to be angry, but surprise tainted his tone.

“Are you okay hyung?” asked Chan, looking worried.

Everyone’s eyes were on me, not knowing how to react. Y/n looked the most shocked and avoided eye contact with me.

“Guys, it’s all right. Seokminie was just horsing around. It’s how we play, right?” Jun laughed it off.

“Y-Yeah, sorry. I guess it was too much right now...Who’s next? Seungkwan? I wanna hear you do Russian Roulette!!” I grabbed a microphone and pushed it into his hands.They carried on like nothing, but I felt their side glances every now and then. Especially Y/n’s. I must have scared her, I sighed.

“Seokmin,” Y/n tapped my shoulder. She had suddenly appeared so I jumped in surprise. 

“Yeah?”She hesitated, biting her lip in the cutest of ways. “Come with me outside a bit.”

I perked up, “Am I finally getting my present?”

She nodded, and I could have sworn she was blushing, but the neon lights were also coloring her skin, so it was hard to tell.I was dying to know what she had gotten me! Not because of whatever it actually could be, I just wanted something from her to treasure.

We sneaked outside before anyone could ask where we were going and she led me a smaller room a couple doors away. I looked around but couldn’t see anything. Maybe she’s going to sing me a song? I looked at her questioningly, but she just looked super stressed. With the party lights off in this room, I could tell she was blushing intensely, and I wanted to know why.

“What’d you get me? It better be better than Hansol’s or I’ll never forgive you,” I teased, hoping to lighten the mood.

“Um…” she was at a lost for words, and I couldn’t figure out why. We’d always been able to say whatever to each other, but today she had been avoiding me. She never sat with me when I asked her to, she wouldn’t sing a song with only me, wouldn’t take any of the food I offered her. It’s like when I told her she’d had to do whatever I say today, she decided to the opposite in spite. Or maybe she’s still in shock about me pushing Jun so harshly.

She must think I’m mad today. But I’m not. I’m happy to have the night off from work, to be able to spend it having fun with my brothers, and to spend it with her. It’s almost perfect.

“About a while ago...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to push him so hard...or maybe I did, but I regret it now. I was just annoyed at him. He’s been bothering me the past couple weeks, and I guess I just snapped today.”

She looked intrigued, “What has he been doing?”

“Uh, I mean, he’s not doing anything, wrong but..it’s just...when he’s with you, I feel...What I mean to say is I-”

“Wait!” she cut me off.

“W-What?” Does she know what I was about to say? Is this her way of rejecting me? Preventing me from even expressing what I feel?

“You’re about to ruin your present,” she explained. “Close your eyes.”

I did as I was told, a little hurt, but curious as to what she meant. I held my hands out, ready to grab whatever she was going to hand me, but felt her hair brush against them right before she kissed my right cheek. I immediately opened them in surprise. I didn’t know what to say or think. 

“I-I like you, Seokmin...there. Happy Birthday.” She stood and left the room. 

The door slamming woke me to my senses and I smiled so big it hurt. But there was no stopping it. I quickly stood and returned to the main room. This time Hansol and was having a rap off with Seungkwan, and I could hear everyone laughing.

Y/n was standing a little apart, next to the drink dispenser, her back to me. I smiled and snuck up behind her. “Y/n~” I sighed as I snaked my arms around her and pulled her back closer. She yelped a little and turned to look at me.“W-What are you doing?” she struggled to be released, but I just tightened my grip and swayed side to side with her.

“Showing you how much I love you, like you showed me in the other room.”

“Ooohhhh!” a bunch of the guys started teasing as they noticed us.“Get a room!” one of them yelled.Y/n covered her face with her hands and I just rested my chin on her head.

“I told you someone needed to play the bad guy or he’d never make a move,” Jun said, smirking at us. I sighed in relief that we weren’t in fact a love triangle.

“Actually, she made the move on me. It was my birthday present, right Y/n?”

“Oh my God, shut up!” she said, shrinking a little. I let go and grabbed her hand instead, making her sit next to me. 

“Aw, that’s so cute!” Jeonghan clapped his hands at Y/n and she looked away, twenty shades deeper red than she had been when she confessed, just a short while ago.

When everyone else was once again distracted I pulled her into another hug. She tensed up, but slowly leaned against me eventually. I smiled at her and she looked away, smiling too.

“Thanks for the best birthday present ever.”

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