Im Trying To Find These Specific Fics If Anyone Knows Which Ones Im Talking About Please Let Me Know!!!

i’m trying to find these specific fics if anyone knows which ones i’m talking about please let me know!!! one of them is a Dk fic where him and the reader are neighbors (i think) and he gets drunk and confesses to the reader and then avoids the reader. i think the title was something along the lines of “the one smiling guy” (???) and then the second one was a dino fic and it was idol!au this one was like like a one shot smau and the screenshots were mainly on text messages and twitter. the reader was there for him through out majority of his life before and after debut. i can remember some parts of the smau where it was a recap of a live and one of the members revealed that dino lets the reader call him otter or baby otter. i think the last screenshot of the smau was of them confirming their relationship on twitter

i know this was long and i’m not sure if lots of people will see this but hopefully i can find them soon 🙏🏻

call me back

fluff (+ a bit of angst) 𐙚 established relationship 𐙚 idol!hoshi x fem!reader 𐙚 wc: 1.6k

. . . fighting with you is never easy for hoshi. especially not when an ocean is separating you

was fighting over the last piece of cake stupid and immature? yes. did it feel like hoshi’s whole world was about to collapse when he noticed you ate it? double yes. while your boyfriend wasn’t known for his great patience and non-existent anger issues, he never took his anger out on you, no matter how frustrated and annoyed he was.

well - until last week. 

hoshi came home tired and very, very hungry, nothing out of the ordinary, though you could clearly see he was a lot more agitated than usual, so you did what you always did when he came back exhausted like that - gave him space. you were just about to start your nighttime routine when you heard your name being yelled from the kitchen, and not in a happy “baby, my love, my darling, please come hereeee” kind of way. 

you didn’t even get a chance to take a breath as you entered the kitchen, coming face to face with soonyoung and his angry pout. “where the fuck is my cake?” he asked, and now, a week later, his words were still echoing through his head. 

it was never his intention to lash out at you like that. obviously. he was tired, and hungry, his muscles were aching, he felt like a bad boyfriend for spending so little time with you, and he forgot to buy a gift for his mom's birthday - not that it mattered, nothing could excuse him for being so mean to you. to make matters worse, instead of acting like a man and begging on his knees for your forgiveness, he chickened out and just left. 

“man, why don’t you just don’t call her and apologise?” woozi sighed, throwing his head back because it had to be the tenth time he had to listen to hoshi’s story of how he decided to act like the biggest dick over an overpriced piece of a strawberry cake. 

“i did but she’s not answering.” 

“no shit, i wouldn’t have answered either.” 

and that exactly was the biggest problem - it was hard enough to go through a fight while he was home, but now that he was overseas, a thousand kilometres away from you it was impossible. yes, he could send you flowers and shit, but it would only piss you off even more. there was no way for him to show you how truly fucking sorry he was. 

“i know you’re angry with me right now, but please,” hoshi took in a shaky inhale. he couldn’t remember the last time he felt so… sad. “please, just call me back,” that had to be the tenth voicemail he left you ever since he left home. 

you, on the other hand, weren’t doing much better. you felt like slapping the shit out of him that night in your apartment, and although you were able to control your sudden surge of violence, you didn’t hold back on cursing him out after he left. you even thought about burning his side of the closet but if you did that you’d lose all of your favourite hoodies and flannels, so you gave up on that too. 

after your short rage situation, you sat down at kitchen island, and stared at the empty plate where soonyoung’s cake was supposed to be. how were you supposed to know he’d act like that over a cake? obviously you wouldn’t have eaten it then. you figured your boyfriend must’ve had a really bad day at the rehearsals. the past couple of days were really harsh on him, and if you could you’d wrap him in bubble wrap, a couple of blankets, and cuddle the shit out of him for being so strong through all of this. 

all of those excuses for him and still - you couldn’t bring yourself to answer his calls and texts, no matter how much listening to his voicemails broke your heart. 

“so, um, i know we’re not talking but i’m just calling to tell you good morning. remember to eat, and um, have a great day, baby.” 

the boys were slowly losing their patience too (seungcheol asked mingaho if he could share some of his calming tea) because a grumpy hoshi was never a fun hoshi, plus - they hated seeing their best friend constantly beating himself over your fight. there was something lacking without their performance team leader’s spark. 

“should we just call her?” mingyu looked over at soonyoung, who was sitting by himself in the corner of the room. “he looks pathetic, moping around like that,” he snorted. 

seungcheol groaned, banging his head on jeonghan's shoulder. as they started to get older he started to feel less like a leader but more like a therapist (he really thought about resigning the day seungkwan came whining about a love triangle he got himself into). “they are adults, they should figure it out between themselves.” 

“oh come on, do we have to remind you what we had to do for you when you forgot about your girlfriend's birthday so she would forgive you?” mingyu snickered, and pulled out his phone. 

you didn’t know what to expect when you saw mingyu’s picture flash over your phone screen. it definitely had something to do with your boyfriend, that much you gathered, but you weren’t sure you wanted to hear what he had to say. your boyfriend’s words really hurt you, and no matter how much you wanted to forgive him, you weren’t sure you could do it yet. 

eventually, you clicked on the green button with a shaky finger. “yes?” you took a deep inhale and prepared yourself for whatever you were about to hear. 

“okay, so you know exactly why i’m calling. your boyfriend looks like a kicked puppy, he stopped saying horanghae, he’s dressed all in black and he looks like he drank an entire bottle of soju. i mean, don't worry, he didn't do it because he would be reeling now, but you get what i mean. whatever happened between the two of you, give us back our hoshi."

"well, that was very tactful," you heard coups' voice in the background.

“can you shut up for one second?” 

“no, in fact i can’t.” 

“okay, boys, i don’t want to interrupt whatever is going on, but i really need to know if he’s doing as bad as you're saying.” 

“bad” didn’t even come close to what hoshi was feeling. at this point he was so angry and frustrated at himself for acting like he acted, that seriously had to be one of his lowest points of his life achievements. now you were going to dump him, and he’d have to drown himself in soju, and grow a beard, and write a sad love song that he’d hear at the radio for the rest of his life, and-

there was no way you were calling him right now. and yet, “h-hello? babe?” 

“no, the fucking pope,” he’d have to add a cabin in the woods to his list of what he’d do after you’d break up with him. “kwoon soonyoung, you have to be one of the most insufferable, impatient and immature people i know. all this because of a piece of cake? do you hear how childish that sounds?"

loud and clear, honey. 

“that’s why i didn’t apologise in the first place. i immediately realised how fucking stupid i acted, and felt so ashamed of saying all of those awful things to you, and so i just left.” 

you sighed defeated. you kind of anticipated him saying that - your boyfriend had a habit of doing things before thinking them over, and as much as you understood him being exhausted and overworked, you still couldn’t forget how small he made you feel that night. 

“look, i really don’t want to fight, being away from you is hard enough, but…,” you ran a hand over your face. what were you supposed to do? you spent the last three nights on the couch because you couldn’t fall asleep in your shared bed, and there were so many times when you wanted to text him about the most unserious things that only he’d get, but you just couldn’t. “your words really hurt me.” 

“i know, shit, i know, and i’m so fucking sorry. whatever i’ll say it won’t be enough, i should’ve apologised right away. fuck, your boyfriend is such a loser,” you heard him laugh, but it was not the usual soonyoung laugh that made the flowers bloom, and sun shine. “i understand if you want to take a break.” 

“that’s the thing, i don’t want to take any breaks. i miss you so much. i miss talking to you every night, i miss our silly conversations, i miss getting my daily hoshi boyfriend pics. i’m sick of seeing your face on twitter and not over face time,” you pulled the sleeve of his sweater over your hand, like it would make you feel any closer to him. “let’s take it slow, maybe?”

you could swear you heard soonyoung exhale, “yes, yes, let’s do that. whatever you need, babe,” he said immediately. “my poor baby must’ve been so nervous.” 

“i love you, you know,” you whispered. there was no point in making things worse and pretending that you didn't miss him, and even though it would probably be a while before everything went back to normal, you didn't want him to doubt whether you still loved him as much as you did before.

“i love you too. very much,” he whispered back, finally sounding a bit happier. “and baby? thank you for calling me back.

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content: soft thoughts, suggestive (18+)

Thinking about Jeon Wonwoo and the quiet and gentle relationship you have together.

The way his arms feel like a cozy blanket, his broad chest welcoming your head and the burdens that come with it better than any other pillow. With a simple forehead kiss the rest of the world fades away and those worries are gone, if only just for that moment.

The little noises you make together during the mundane activities: the hum of a song in the background, the childish imitation of a microwave beeping, the groans following a bad joke, the involuntary whines from an annoying chore, the smacking of lips together from a kiss stolen in passing.

The dedication he has to making you feel loved and cared for, that your opinions are heard and respected. He wouldn’t dream of making you uncomfortable, always opting to check in with you first.

The warm silence that speaks louder than words when you both had a long day and just being next to each other is enough. His eyes wander to you occasionally as he looks up from his phone, not going unnoticed as you wordlessly snuggle just a little bit closer into him.

The click of the camera suddenly on you, the unsuspecting victim to his growing candid collection. You pretend to hate it. “Baby, I wasn’t even smiling in that one”, you laugh as you try to wrestle the camera from his hands. He doesn’t relent, insisting that these are his memories and that you’re beautiful regardless. How could you ever say no to him?

The meals you have together, talking about your days and everything in between. He makes fun of you for how fast you eat, when you both know it’s him who eats too slow. You take it as an invitation to steal food off of his plate. He usually hates sharing, but for you he makes an exception.

The way he is attentive to your body, giving into your needy wants whenever you’re in the mood. He handles you as gently or roughly as you wish, punctuating his movements with hushed whispers of “is this okay?” and “what do you need me to do?”.

The fact that you can make each other laugh even in the most unexpected situations. He still can’t get over that day you finished sucking him off just to look into his eyes and let out a “TASTY” in your best deep voice impression of him. Both of you ended up on the floor in a fit of giggles, basking each other’s silliness before he goes in to return the favor.

The day he finally decides to get on one knee and ask you to be his and only his forever. Having worked up the courage for months before, he holds his breath only for a second before he’s interrupted with your lips on his. For you, the answer will always be yes.

how seventeen react to their s/o suddenly getting shy

requested by anon! u gotta read the full req for this to make sense really but oh god. it is So cute.

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seungcheol, dokyeom, seungkwan

unbelievably and adorably flustered when you admit u think he just looks really pretty rn and it's making you shy. makes those adorable whiny sounds going all “뭐야~” cuz he's so flustered by the fact that you like him so much. ridiculously pleased, and will tease you about it but he needs about 5 minutes to compose himself beforehand, which in turn gives you something to tease Him about :] it's literally not fair tho like how can you just say those things to his face likeee ?? wdym you get hit with the fact you're in love with him at random while he has to deal with this soul-crushing adoration every minute of the day???? 

jeonghan, joshua, hoshi

he's never letting you live it down. tilts his head when you look over at him and suddenly hide your face in your hands, wagging his eyebrows suggestively when you mumble that he just looked really pretty. then he laughs, utterly endeared, and just is constantly going “aww did you get flustered? you thought i looked handsome? look at you, you're so cute, getting all shy over me being your boyfriend 🥰” for a full ten minutes straight just to see you blush even more. will bring up this situation in conversations for the next seven years, a) because it's funny and b) because he really is quite touched that u think he's that cute

junhui, mingyu, chan

“aww babe that's so cute but guess what?? i have a crush on you tooooo!!!!” literally unfazed. giggles and flirts with you in an instant, like that's the most natural response to your comment. he is literally suchhhhh a loser when it comes to u bc he just loves you sososo much and like. what else is he supposed to do when u suddenly tell him that you have a crush on him? spends the rest of the day alternating between flirting heavily and reminding you again and again that he Also has a crush on you and that he likes you. a lot. like ridiculous amounts, you know? his crush on you is bigger than the universe, and he makes sure you Know It

wonwoo, woozi, minghao, vernon

you shyly admit that you're getting all embarrassed cuz you just realised that. you literally have a crush on ur boyfriend. and he smiles a bit, dryly raising an eyebrow. “i sure hope that you have a crush on me, because i don't wanna be the only one in this relationship with a crush.” he says it so matter-of-factly, the i have a crush on you too devastatingly clear in his voice and you can't help but get even more flustered, giddy by the fact that the person you like also likes you back. which should have been obvious, but it's always nice to get confirmation, you know? 

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the reason of thirteen smiles (98z+99)

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PAIRING seungkwan, hansol, and chan (separately) x reader GENRE fluff | 1k words | all established relationships SYPNOSIS the reason behind thirteen smiles (is you). NOTE final part of this series! thank you all for the love shown, it was so fun writing everything.

BOO SEUNGKWAN

"hyung! how many more times!"

seungkwan usually does not take long to record, but this new song had high notes like he's never seen before.

"just drink some water and try again. you can reach the note, come on." jihoon says from outside the recording booth.

seungkwan groans, never having this much difficulty before.

in the morning, he was informed of the hectic schedule he had waiting for him. first this recording session for seventeen's new album, then he had to learn the choreography for bss' upcoming concert.

seungkwan just wanted this day to be over already.

"hyung, can we take ten? i just need a break, please."

jihoon stares inside the booth, spotting seungkwan in a stressed state, so he agrees. "yeah, that's okay. let’s take a break for ten."

jihoon feels bad watching seungkwan's shoulder slumped as he walks over to the couch to rest, but it doesn't last long until jihoon gets a text message.

seungkwan leans his head back on the couch, sprawling his body all over the comfortable leather.

"hyung, do you know i have dance practice after this? god, i just want to rest... hyung? hyung, are you even listening to me?"

jihoon hums in acknowledgment, "yeah, yeah, stop whining. i have a gift for you." jihoon places his phone down on the table, standing up to open his studio door.

"surprise kwannie!"

you walk in through the door with four drinks in a bag, beelining to your boyfriend.

"what? i thought you were working today?"

you chuckle, setting the drinks down on the table in front of seungkwan. "i got off work early, so i stopped by to surprise you."

you hand jihoon his coffee, before pointing at the remaining coffees.

"you didn't even drink any americanos today. how were you going to function properly, love?"

seungkwan feels like he can cry in your arms from exhaustion, "did i ever tell you that i love you?"

jihoon shakes his head, "guys, i'm still here, you know."

you snap your head back to seungkwan, taking out the three drinks. "two are for you by the way. you have a long day ahead so i know you need two cups of iced americano."

"just take my last name already."

seungkwan smiles watching you visit him during work and makes sure he has his daily caffeine.

CHWE HANSOL

"baby, get ready and come out so we can leave," hansol's voice calls from the living room, pulling you out of your thoughts.

you smile, knowing hansol is going to help you run some errands today, something you rarely did together due to his busy schedule.

you quickly finish getting ready and step out, only to find your boyfriend sprawled peacefully on the couch.

chwe hansol had fallen asleep in a matter of ten minutes.

carefully, you tiptoe closer, not wanting to disturb his much-needed rest. you watch him for a moment, his chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath, a rare sight of tranquility for someone who always seemed to be on the move.

deciding not to wake him, you quietly grab your phone and car keys, slipping out of the apartment to go run errands alone.

hours later, hansol stirred from his nap when he heard the gentle rustle of grocery bags and the click of the door. confusion knit his brows until you enter, setting down the groceries with a quiet sigh of relief.

"you left without me?" hansol murmurs, still half in a daze.

you turn, startled. "oh, i thought you were asleep. i'm sorry for waking you. you were so peaceful so i decided to go alone and leave you to sleep."

hansol smiles warmly, his heart swelling with gratitude. "no, it's okay. thank you though, i really needed that nap."

your expression softens, "you barely have time to relax these days."

"it's nothing new. but seriously, that nap felt good."

you walk over to place the grocery bags on the counter. "do you want to go sleep early?"

hansol trails after you, hugging your back and resting his head on your back. "you know me so well."

hansol smiles when you make sure he gets enough rest when his life gets busy.

LEE CHAN

it was a friend dinner with all his friends, and chan was not in the best mood. chan was zoning out, absentmindedly stirring his food. his mind replayed the moments when his attempts at humor fell flat, making him question if he was losing his touch.

next to him at the table, you notice his subdued demeanor. you subtly nudged his foot under the table, offering a reassuring smile.

midway through the dinner, seokmin brought up an incident with joshua from the previous concert, and chan couldn't help but chime in with his perspective of the situation that he found humorous. he holds his breath, uncertain of the reaction.

then, unexpectedly, you burst into laughter. it was genuine and hearty, echoing through the restaurant. your laughter was infectious, drawing smiles from your other friends.

"stop. so what happened after that?" you chuckle, your eyes sparkling while waiting for chan to finish storytelling.

soon everyone else joins in the story, each going around sharing a different incident that happened on-stage from the previous show, that others may have not witnessed.

eventually, chan feels lighter, sharing more jokes and stories with renewed enthusiasm. each time you made sure to react to his words, showing attention to him.

as the evening draws to a close, chan leans over to you, whispering a heartfelt thanks. "you have no idea how much that meant to me," he confesses, pressing a kiss on your forehead.

you stare back at your boyfriend and whisper, "you always manage to make me smile, love."

chan smiles when you notice when he’s feeling down and appreciates his humor when no one else does.

can i ask for dokyeom + Being held after a long day + rainy days? please make it super fluff for the sunshine boy who radiates warmth and comfort🥺

thanks!

DK (SVT) | Rainy day & being held after a long day

fluff | 0.7k | gn!reader

A/N: if the formatting is wonky it’s bcs im posting from my phone lol

“Your feet are cold,” you whine, curling into a fetal position. He laughs, whispering soft apologies and molding his body against yours. It’s not that bad if you’re honest. You just like his voice when he speaks softly to you. You open your body to him, like a flower blooming you let him closer.

The summer storm has caught you unprepared. One minute you were rocking your body to the beat of the music, Seokmin’s heated body moving in sync with yours under the blue summer sky, and then the next minute darkness took over. The temperature took a nosedive too - again, you were not prepared for that. You got home barely an hour ago, resembling a couple of shivering soaked rats.

A gentleman, Seokmin let you take a shower first while he prepared snacks and hot drinks. Although now you think it might’ve been an excuse to have you warm up the bed, so he could comfortably snuggle into it.

“It was fun. Shame we had to leave,” he sighs, face snuggled into your chest.

“I put so much effort into my fit too,” you complain aloud. His arms tighten around you and he kisses every patch of skin he can reach.

“I know, and you looked so gorgeous,” he mumbles in a note that doesn’t sound very happy, “Do you know how many guys were staring at you? I was right there.”

You giggle, intertwining your fingers with his over your stomach before changing your mind and turning around to hold him in your arms as well. He smiles again when you kiss him. And again. And again. You pull away enough to look into his eyes.

“I don’t actually know because I was too busy looking at you,” you reassure him, “It’s hard to look anywhere else when my boyfriend is so hot.”

He makes a soft oh and bites his lip. “You’re hot too.”

“Thank you,” you accept his compliment with a smirk that soon turns into a yawn, “I’m glad we’re home though.”

The soft drumming of rain outside spreads through the room, filling the comfortable silence. The cold air blows in through the window, but you’re perfectly protected by the blanket and your shared body heat. Maybe this is better than the booming noise of the festival.

“It’s nice,” Seokmin agrees, “I was getting tired anyway, I just didn’t want to ruin your fun.”

“You can’t be for real,” you groan, closing your eyes before rubbing them, “Do you know how much I wished you’d say you want to go home?”

“So much that you made it rain,” he jokes, making you laugh too, “And you could’ve said something too.”

“But you looked like you’re having a great time.”

“You too,” he makes sure to make the situation a stalemate. You feel a little silly starring at him with a pout on your lips when he’s pouting too, the same stubborn look mirrored in his eyes. It only takes a few seconds for both of you to break.

You pull him closer and he readjusts your position so you could nestle in the crook of his neck, his arm tightly coiled around your waist. His other hand massages your neck gently, making you close your eye in bliss.

The rain sounds so far away, wind keeping it from hitting your window and disturbing your peace. If you listen closely, it feels like you can still hear the music from the festival. You let Seokmin easy the tension from your neck and shoulders. You don’t feel too tired or you know you’d be falling asleep already.

“I feel sore all over, you?” you mumble, too tired to open your mouth properly.

“We’re getting old - some jumping around and look at us,” he sighs dramatically. You join him. “It’s too bad.”

“It’s bad getting old with me?” you tease, more a playful hum. You can hear the smile in his voice. You feel his arms settle around your body and squeeze you tighter. You hold him closer too.

“Never,” he whispers, “I’ll love you even when you’re a wrinkly raisin.”

“I’ll love you too, my wrinkly wet thumb,” you laugh at his immediate protest of raisins are cute! and shut him up with a kiss.

That always works.