MORNING SUNSHINES

MORNING SUNSHINES

genre: fluff, headcanons warnings: petnames, i love you's, skinship :c wc: 512 a/n: these are just fluffy headcanons about cozy and loving moments that each seventeen shares with their s/o as they wake up in the morning

S.Coups

Seungcheol would wake up with a content smile on his face, feeling you snuggled against him. As he gently brushes a strand of hair away from your face and plants a soft kiss on your forehead. His mornings often start with whispered "I love you's" before you pull him back in for just five more minutes

Jeonghan

Jeonghan would wake up with you tangled in his arms, your legs over his torso. Which will more often than not prompt him to claim for a sleep divorce but he loves you too much for that. He just simply loves the feeling of your warmth and often spends a few extra minutes just holding you close.

Joshua

Joshua is the definitely the first to wake up in your relationship. He would watch you sleep peacefully, your chest slowly rising and falling, giggling if you say anything in your sleep. He loves to surprise you with breakfast in bed, carefully balancing a tray with your favorite morning meal and a handwritten note expressing his love just for you

Jun

Jun would wake up when he feels you trying to snuggle even closer to him. He'd absolutely love to tease you about your morning hear until he sees his own reflection.You would have turns choosing a song to play for your alarm, setting the mood for the day. Sometimes, You might even have a mini dance party in bed.

Hoshi

Being hoshi's partner meant waking up to him playfully? tickling you or him humming a soft tune as he got dressed fo his day. He'd convince you to do morning stretches, sometimes followed by an impromptu dance-off in your pajamas

Wonwoo

Wonwoo and you would usually start your mornings with a hot steamy session. You'd savor lazy mornings in bed, occasionally dozing off for a few extra minutes of cuddles before starting your day.

Woozi

Being woozi's partner meant waking up at odd hours of night to the sound of him softly playing a melody on his guitar or piano, cuz he got somehow inspired in his sleep. You'll have to drag him to bed and convince him to continue his work in the morning.

DK

You might wake to a very excited dokyeom playing with a sogo or just him cuddling the life out of you. In either case your mornings would be filled with laughter and playful banter, setting a joyful tone for the rest of the day.

Mingyu

Mingyu loves to enjoy leisurely mornings in bed, sometimes watching movies or planning their day together. You would share sweet morning kisses and giggle about your dreams before gyu insists on making breakfast together, which usually turns into a playful food fight

The8

Minghao and you would often wake up entangled in each other's limbs, sharing warm cuddles and soft kisses. You'd have a routine of having tea time together in the morning, bonding over your shared passion for discipline, well routines are formed to be broken right? so you just stay in bed

Seungkwan

You would often wakes up to him singing in the shower or humming to a tune, of a show you've been watching. You would enjoy making breakfast together, with Seungkwan occasionally adding a dash of humor to the recipe by creating funny-shaped pancakes.

Vernon

You'd often wake up with your legs tangled together, making it difficult to distinguish where one ends and the other begins. On the days your schedules are not packed you'd spend your mornings snuggled up, scrolling through memes or reading each other amusing tweets to start the day with laughter

Dino

You'd wake up to the sound of your alarm clock, which dino sneakily changed the tune of. You'd engage in a morning workout routine together, pushing each other to stay healthy and active, which almost always ends up in a tickle fight

gummy bears

𝜗𝜚 THEME: fluff, established relationship 𝜗𝜚 PAIRING: idol!seungcheol x fem!reader 𝜗𝜚 WORD COUNT: 603

SYNOPSIS: sometimes you find it concerning how well seungcheol knows you

natalia's note: just know that whenever cheol says "baby" it sounds like this "baby" (i died)

“here you go, baby.” 

seungcheol walked around the couch you were happily occupying, and set the bowl on the table in front of you. 

“you sure you don’t want more ramen?” he sat down next to you with a soft grunt, and immediately put an arm around you. “i can heat up some,” he said, as his other hand travelled to the scar on his leg.  

“i told you,” you sighed, and put your head on cheol’s shoulder, looking up at his big, brown eyes, “if i eat anything else, i’ll literally explode. you give me way too much food, choi seungcheol,” you smiled at him, and put your hand over his, covering his knee with your intertwined fingers. 

“one, don’t call me that. and two, if anything, i give you too little,” he bent his head a little to place a peck on your forehead, “need you to be strong and healthy.” 

you shook your head, and made yourself comfortable on the sofa, now with cheol by your side. it was one of those rare nights when your boyfriend didn’t have to be at work, so you made sure to use your time together to the fullest. first you went grocery shopping, which was always a fun chore when you were together, and decided to make ramen. so not only did you get to fool around in the kitchen but also eat something delicious. 

and now came the time for your favourite (more like cheol’s) part - cuddles. 

if you’d have to describe how your perfect day would look like, you’d describe it just like that. 

reaching for the remote, you noticed the bowl he placed on the table just a minute ago. “what’s that by the way?” you asked.

“your gummies,” he said, not tearing his eyes from the tv. your boyfriend took his job of finding a fitting movie for the night very seriously. 

“gummies?” 

“yeah, the gummy bears. i picked out the, um,” he said, squinting his eyes at the tv, “the yellow, and red ones. you like them the most so i figured i’d just pick them out for you,” he said as a matter of fact, as if your heart didn’t just skip three beats. 

you had this little habit of always picking up a snack after dinner. sometimes it was chocolate, another day it was your favourite biscuits, and sometimes it was gummy bears. you knew seungcheol was aware of your post-dinner routine, usually it was him who took it upon himself to restock your snack drawer whenever it got a tad empty (of course you never asked him to do that, and one day when you said you could do it on your own he just scoffed, and gave you a very unamused look). 

“thank you,” you muttered, suddenly too shy to say anything else. 

no matter how many times he did little thighs like that (and he did them very often), that just showed how well he knew you, how much he cared about you to notice which gummy bears you like the most - it never failed to make your heart beat a little faster, never failed to make you feel loved, feel seen. 

“of course,” he said like it was nothing, and pecked your forehead again. because it truly was nothing to him. it wasn't a chore, or something he felt like he was obligated to do as your boyfriend - his acts of service were as natural as breathing for coups. 

“you want one?” you picked up a red bear, ready to share with your boyfriend. 

“no, but thank you baby. they’re all yours.”

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choi seungcheol — paws for love : a cozy couch chronicle.

as you're lounging on the couch, binge-watching your favorite tv show, seungcheol strolls into the room with kkuma trotting at his heels. kkuma immediately jumps onto the couch, plopping himself on your lap his tail wagging excitedly

seungcheol quirks an eyebrow, pretending to pout. "kkuma-ya, what about me? am i chopped liver?"

you chuckle, scratching kkuma behind the ears. "looks like you've got some competition, cheol. kkuma knows who the real mvp is around here,"

seungcheol lets out a mock gasp, clutching his heart dramatically. "betrayed by my own dog! what kind of world is this?"

you shoot him a playful grin. "don't worry, cheol. there's plenty of love to go around," you wink at him, earning a playful shove in return.

seungcheol leans in closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "you know, i think kkuma's been spending a little too much time with you lately. i might have to start a jealousy training program,"

you laugh, swatting him lightly on the arm. "oh, please. like you could ever be jealous of little old me."

seungcheol wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. "hey, i'm only human. and besides, who wouldn't be jealous of someone as charming as you?"

you roll your eyes, but the smile on your face betrays your amusement. "flattery will get you nowhere, mister,"

the three of you settle back into your cozy cocoon on the couch, the playful banter filling the air with warmth and laughter.

after all, in a house filled with love and laughter, there's always room for one more — even if that someone happens to have four legs and a wagging tail.

how seventeen act with their bookworm s/o

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seungcheol

just. buys you everything you want. bookmarks, books, book signing tickets, bookshelves, hell he'll even build you your own library to house your books if that's what you want. he'd buy u anything you want anyway tbh, but he knows how much you love reading so his gift-giving tendencies have shifted towards the side of fully letting you indulge in your hobbies. what can he say? he likes seeing you happy. 

jeonghan

sometimes he'll just sit there and watch you read bc he thinks that you're just really cute. likes to watch all the different facial expressions you make whilst you're reading through different passages, and laughs when you give horrified gasps whenever the characters make terrible choices. gets bored whilst listening to you explain the plot, but Loves when you explain the drama to him like you're teenage girls gossiping over the latest drama

joshua

doesn't know how you have the time or patience to just sit there reading words for hours, but he supports your hobby for sure. sometimes when you're feeling down, he'll take you to the nearest bookstore and buys every single book you so much as hint at having an interest in. buys you handbags that are big enough for books to fit inside so when you two go out with others, you can bring ur emotional support book for when things get too boring 🫡

junhui

goes “ooh what are u reading???” when he catches you holding a new book. you tell him the title and the genre, but as soon as you begin explaining the plot, his eyes are glazing over and he's already clocked out of the conversation. he tries his best to listen, he really does!!! but he supposes it just isn't for him :(( watches the movie adaptations w you if there is one tho and let's you rant about the deviations the directors made from the novel

hoshi

gets insanelyyyy jealous when you find a new fictional character to fixate and fawn over bc like, hello???? your boyfriend is literally right here????? why are you crying over some character that doesn't exist????? but then you argue that you put up with his tiger agenda so he can at least put up with this. doesn't like reading the books, but loves you explaining it aloud to him, hand gestures and all. he thinks it's really cute. 

wonwoo

entertains all your theories about the lore and character backstories of the novels you've been reading lately. you could look like that one guy in the corkboard meme with the red string and he'll just smile indulgently and ask you to tell him more. he's bought you about 70% of all the books you own, and he's not stopping any time soon. he'll stop when you run out of books to read, probably. and by the looks of it, that's not happening any time soon.

woozi

absolutely loves all those fantasy/ dystopian kinds of books the most. at first he was like “:// no thanks i have work” when you first asked him to read some books but now he likes reading them in his free time bc he gets to discuss lore with you in the evenings. likes watching the movie adaptations if they exist, bc then you both get to either applaud the accurate adaptation or complain loudly at the horrible inaccuracies that distort the plot beyond repair

minghao

forces you to take rest breaks every now and then when you're going on a whole reading binge bc it is Not good for your eyesight okay and he worries about you >:((( brews theeee best tea of all time for u and he'll sit down next to you in bed with his own book as you both read throughout the rest of the day. those are the best kinds of days, tbh. nothing gets better than sitting next to the person you love most and doing the thing you love most too

mingyu

he's the type to watch you with soppy eyes as you're reading your book beside him in bed. raises an eyebrow at you fondly when you finally finished, the “how was it?” clear in his eyes, and he just laughs delightedly when you simply explode with all the pent-up emotions as you rant to him about the ending and all the drama and tension that went on in the lead-up to it. loves that you're so passionate about your books. thinks it's super endearing. 

dokyeom

asks for book recs every. single. month. then adds them to his list before promptly forgetting about them and asks for recs again. thinks that everything you read sounds like theee most interesting thing in the world which is why he's always asking for the titles, but he's just always so busy you know?? he did somehow actually read ‘the song of achilles’ bc of your rec, however, and cried over it for 2 days straight

seungkwan

likes to have, like. a mini book club between the two of you where you both read the same book bc then he gets to fully understand your rants and also bc he actually gets kind of invested??? his favourite genres are those modern slice-of-life ones bc then he gets to trash talk with you about all the bad decisions the characters are making in their lives

vernon

you read books, he plays games. the both of you can sit together in complete silence and be utterly content, and the arrangement works for you both. (seungkwan thinks you guys are crazy for just being able to sit there with your respective hobbies and Not Talk.) he bought you a kindle for christmas which turned out to be the best present ever bc now you never go anywhere without it. you thank him for it at least 3 times a day. 

chan

thinks your love of books is one of your biggest charms. he met you on the train where he made the mistake of asking what book you were reading and ended up sitting through a 25 minute explanation and missing his stop, but it was okay bc he liked hearing you talk and ended the day with your number in his phone, so he counted it as a win. definitely a win in his opinion bc now he gets to listen to your book explanations as your boyfriend <3

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friends // vernon one shot

DESCRIPTION: You were the right person, at the worst of times. Or at least, he thought it was... PARING: Vernon x Reader GENRE: Angst NOTE: my take on the 'we can't be friends' tiktok trend aka people outing their last texts from their exes ending the relationship. that shit hurt me ngl. i cry every time lskjfklsjf lower case intentional, this was originally going to be a short drabble but it ended up longer than planned // unedited - apologies for the grammar and spelling errors.

curse that stupid app and it's stupid trends; especially the ones about relationships.

and curse ariana grande for making her recent album so good that many of those who had shared similar situations as her to find comfort in her stupid, stupid words.

if it wasn't for that damned tiktok trend that plagued your for you page, you wouldn't have to scroll through your old messages – rereading the last words he had sent to you as your boyfriend, nearly a year ago.

"im sorry, y/n. i wish things were different and i wish i didn't have to do this through text but i think we should end things while we still have respect and love for each other. you mean the world to me and i can't stand the thought of losing you as a friend too. i don't want there to come a time where we hate each other. you mean too much to me."

as you read each one of the words in the grey bubble again, that same feeling in your chest when you had first receiver it had come back.

it was as if someone had taken a dull knife and drove it straight into your heart.

you would have thought a sharper object would have hurt more, but the blunt end of the knife started as soft ache and soon turned into a pain the made you feel as though your chest was on fire — as it continued to slowly dig deeper and deeper.

you no longer found the tears to cry over this hurt, knowing that his words were correct; but the feeling remained the same.

he may have shifted his title back to being your friend, but the love was still there – all because of that stupid amicable end. the one where you didn't bother putting up a fight for, knowing that there was no use.

you hated to admit it, but you still loved him. you don't think you'd ever stop.

years could come and go; the two of you could move on but that love, that mutual respect will forever remain.

he was your first real love, after all.

you two may not be each other's first anything, having each a list of previous lovers – but that love that people talked about in movies, the one that made you feel like you were floating on a cloud, the one that gave meaning to all the love songs you have heard on the radio....

it was a love that will forever take space in your heart, whether it was a love for a friend or for a lover – he will always be there.

in a perfect world, the two of you wouldn't have needed to end what either one of you two deemed to be the best year and half of your lives as lovers. in a perfect world, the pressure of his job wouldn't have played such a big tolerable as to why the two of you pulled the plug at the height of your honeymoon phase.

in a perfect world, your dream job wasn't working for him - his company at least.

you and vernon were the typical friends turned to lovers; finding way too much in common to not want to test the waters. and maybe that's what ultimately set the two of you up to fail – it was far too good, to a point where the two of you became a little too careless.

vernon had always prided himself for keeping most of his private life away from the limelight - only allowing for a certain narrative of who he was to be accessed by fans. but he was also young and very much in love, unable to help himself to unintentionally drop hints of his relationship status through the images he posted on his social media accounts and the way he carried himself.

fans began to take notice of his sudden change of demeanor, he seemed to smiling much brighter during your times together – letting a little loose even.

you had caught wind of the fans speculations before he did, bringing it up to him during one of the many nights the two of you would sneak away in to the darkness of the night – clad in all black, covering your faces with hats and masks to hide your true identity from the public. it was only when the dim street lights turned on in the bustling city of seoul when the two of you were able to act as a normal couple.

whatever normal meant for the two of you.

at first, he tried to brush it off, claiming that it would soon blow off. it wasn't long before he would stumble upon the posts himself, seeing that the fans were very much close to cracking the case – all thanks to the recent behind the scenes vlog that had been uploaded.

to an untrained eye, it seemed as though it was just like any other practice video that was uploaded to their channel – but his fans had a keen eye, able to spot him gravitating to the blurred faced individual in the background.

not once, not twice, but throughout the video.

this was the spark that ignited the fire – the one that caused many disagreements.

he had pulled away for your safety, and sure, you had appreciated it – but this meant deleting all the moments the two of you shared off of his social media. all that remained were images of brand collaborations; not even a single hint of the personality you had fallen for.

it meant avoiding your eye contact in neutral settings, even if there were no cameras around.

it was as if you had lost him long before he ended things.

you remembered the conversation you two had the night before he had sent that text; his voice ringing in your ears as you replayed it in your head.

"well what do you want from me, y/n?" he rose his voice, growing tired of fighting the same fight.

"i don't know, sol." you sighed in defeat. "i feel like you treat me like a stranger. it's like i'm just another staff member. you avoid me like the fucking plague, you refuse to even hold a two second conversation with me."

"i'm trying to protect you."

"it feels like you're shutting me out instead."

silence.

you heard his blankets rustle from the other end of the line before you heard a puff of air emit from his lips. he had originally called you to tell you all about what they had been up to in the country side of the italian peninsula. it wasn't long before the sweet hushed voices were raised, the mood turning sour.

"i– i'm going to go, okay? i don't want to fight over the phone." he muttered. "i love you, y/n. i really do."

"you too."

it was the last time you had heard him say those very words - and if you had known that was the last, you would have said it back.

you wouldn't have let your frustration towards the predicament that the universe had put you in, and you would have cherished his ability to switch his emotions when it came to you.

a gentle touch of a thumb swiping across your cheek had brought you out of your thoughts, blinking to focus on the figure that had sat themselves on the edge of your desk.

vernon.

"you okay?" his brows furrowed.

reaching up to touch where his finger briefly made contact, you felt the lingering dampness – maybe you had one tear left to shed.

"i saw a sad tiktok." you cleared your throat, pushing your chair back before standing up – grabbing your purse from below. "ready?"

since the break up, the two of you were able to go back to how things were before the two of you decided to put a label on each other – or at least, close to what it was.

there was still distance, dates have gone back to group settings – never allowing yourselves to be alone in any intimate settings.

not only for the sake of possible rumors, but for each other's sanity.

mostly yours; a boundary you had set when he attempted to invite you over to his shared apartment for dinner while his roommates (members) were out and about doing their own things.

while the others waited downstairs in their respective vehicles, to head over to a company dinner, vernon had volunteered to call you out of your office – you had a habit of working past normal work hours.

"wait, wait–" he had caught your wrist before you took another step, forcing you to turn to face him – looking into those stupid eyes that you never could resist. even as a friend. "what's actually wrong?"

you shook your head at him.

typically he would have let this go, knowing that you weren't one to open up unless you wanted to.

what you didn't know was that, all while you were far too busy in your head, vernon had walked into the office space designated for the PLEDIS marketing team and had caught you spaced out – not even snapping out when he had called your name out from the doorway, multiple times.

he had watched as you clutched your phone, faced down on your lap, as a tear slowly rolled down your cheek.

it wasn't just a sad video.

a sad video wouldn't have caused you to react the way you did.

it was as if you were nothing but a body sitting in your chair – your soul in a far off place he couldn't reach.

"y/n, please let me in." vernon was practically pleading as he tried to read you.

you wanted to.

you wanted to tell him the thoughts that had been running through your head since you heard that god-foresaken song days ago.

the one that had had reaffirmed your deepest and darkest thoughts.

the one that told you that going back to being friends with the man you had fallen for should have been out of the picture.

you opened your mouth, trying to find the right words to express your thoughts, but nothing came out.

vernon kept his soft grip around your wrist as he waited for you to say something.

anything.

he felt his heart sink as he watched your eyes well up again; knowing that whatever it was that was troubling you, was far deeper and worse than whatever he imagined in his own head.

"vernon i–"

he winced upon hearing his name. he hated being called hansol by anyone that wasn't his family, but he hated being called vernon by you even more.

vernon was his work name.

"vernon, i think– i– we can't be friends."

his arms dropped to his sides, his face mirroring the pain he felt in the pit of his stomach. "what do you mean?"

"you know what i mean."

he shook his head. "no, you– hey, what happened? what did you read?"

"i love you." you swallowed. "and i thought i could go back to what we were back then, but i– i don't think i can. i– please, we need to close this. i can't– i– i'm in so much pain."

you were begging him, all was left was for you to get on your knees.

you were so sure that hating him would have been worse, but you were oh so wrong. loving someone, all while they were just inches away from you at any given moment, was far worse.

it was at this moment when you had wished that things had ended on a sour note, making your process of moving on all the easier. how could you move on when he remained a constant in your life, checking in on you when he knew that work was becoming hectic for you, sending you jokes at random parts of the day, feeling his gaze from across the room.

"y/n." his voice cracked.

you had never seen him cry once.

he was hurting as much as you were.

"i– we broke up because i didn't want to lose you as a friend." vernon's voice shook, blinking back his tears.

you wanted to give in, you really did. the thought of him becoming a stranger yet again pained you, but you knew it was what needed to happen – for your peace of mind.

you needed to put yourself first, the same way he had done when he decided to call it quits.

"tell me this then, would we ever have a chance again?"

it was his turn to be speechless.

vernon loved you, he truly did.

but as he had said countless of times before, his group came first and he would do anything and everything to protect the success him and those twelve boys had worked tirelessly for.

the thing was, when vernon had his mind set on something, there was no going back.

including relationships.

he had always said that they ended for a reason. you and him were of no exception, and you were well aware of this.

vernon knew his silence had said it all, and he hated how he had let his own selfishness allowed for things to get to this point – watching as you chewed nervously at your lip, waiting for him to respond to you.

"you're not leaving PLEDIS too, right?"

there it was.

"i'm not sure yet."

・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・．

you didn't last long. three months to be exact.

three grueling months of pretending to be okay; pretending as if this new normal that you had asked wasn't eating you from the inside out.

you thought that cutting ties as friends was enough. the pain of being at such proximity all while keeping a professional distance proved to be just as painful.

thankfully, the universe was on your side for the first time since the break up and an opportunity was granted to you; a position at a well known label half way across the globe.

you didn't think twice to take this opportunity; not just because it was your way out, you saving grace from the constant feeling of drowning, but it was a better pay and an opportunity of a lifetime.

a new start.

you left without a warning; without sparing a second glance at the life you had known for the past five years.

more importantly, without letting him know.

vernon could have sworn that his world had ended that night you had told him being friends was too much, swallowing his pride and granting your one wish. he kept his distance, taking the long way to the practice room to ensure that you two wouldn't bump into each other.

the day he found out you had left proved to be just as bad, maybe worse, than that night.

he remembered his body growing cold when he didn't see you in the comeback marketing meeting, a fresh new face taking space of your unassigned seat around the conference table. he didn't have to ask anyone to know as to why you weren't present.

vernon spent those two hours trying to contain his emotions, chewing at the skin of his lip as he pretended to pay attention to whatever was going on around him.

everyone saw right through him, some even sending him pity looks as they saw him put two and two together.

he remembered the night his sister called him, notifying him of your whereabouts – you had forgotten that sofia's private instagram still followed yours.

he remembered practically begging her to allow him access into the account; it was his one last tie to you.

seasons have come and gone, and vernon remained watching you from afar – making it a habit to check on you right before bed. he ignored all his friends' warnings that this could possibly unearth emotions and feelings he had buried deep within.

vernon didn't care, he had been through far worse; he was simply checking to see how you were doing anyways.

there was no harm in that, right?

wrong.

that feeling, the one that mirrored an asthma attack, had come back as he saw your recent post.

to anyone, it looked as though you were simply having a nice dinner. but he wasn't just anyone, he knew what it was.

he could see the second plate set across from yours. more importantly, he could see that the seat was occupied by a figure of a man.

you were hinting to a start of a new relationship.

vernon didn't think twice to exit his room, knocking on the door across from his. before a single tear could even escape his eyes, the door swung open to reveal seokmin who had instantly saw the pained look painted on his face; engulfing his younger brother into a hug.

he had always told himself that there was no such thing as right person, wrong time; because if it was the right person, the timing would have been perfect. it was the belief that helped him move on from previous failed relationships.

and once again, vernon was wrong.

you were the right person. it was the right time.

he had missed all the perfect opportunity to fight for you, choosing his career over his personal wants; because if truth be told, he didn't have to pick. if he had simply stepped back and looked at the bigger picture, he could have had both.

and you wouldn't be halfway across the world, in someone else's arms.

"it hurts so much." he sobbed into the older boy's shoulder.

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