Hello~

Hello~

Hiya! My names Mei or Jxnko (Janko), I’m a new seventeen writer. Well, not entirely new, I used to write on wattpad a long time ago, but that’s in the past. Since it’s summer break I’ve decided to start some light writing about my favourite people!

Here are some things about me:

I’m 5′3″

I’m a pacific islander

I’ve been a Carat since the Pretty U era

My Ult is Woozi

My Biases for each unit are Woozi, Wonwoo, and Minghao

{you should also follow me on Instagram @cosmonaut.cowboy although it’s not a fanpage  (●´ω｀●)}

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

Who in Svt do you think would really like spanking (giving)?

I feel like most people would say Seungcheol but when it comes to spanking I think Minghao would absolutely love it. He’s a very visual person so seeing the skin become tender and pinkish is something he’d die for. And after he’d massage you and admire the work he’s done, paying extra attention to the areas that are a bit too sensitive and might’ve bruised a bit, kissing over tender spots ughhh I hate and love him so much

My bias wrecker Ming making me feel sum type of way wooo

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w.jh | you’re worth every second of my time

✧˚ * . pairing: junhui x reader

✧.⊹ * prompt: “you’re worth every second of my time”

✧· . ˚ word count: 621

✧°̥∗⡱ warning: angst

✧ ⋆: + dedicated to, @moon-uwu-hui

[ you made my dream m.list ]

Everything rushed back to you through chance. A worn out photo. Taken two, no, three years ago — it was in the park, or just outside your old high school, maybe China — details were fuzzy, but did it really matter?

“Junhui, hurry up! We’ll miss the ferry!”

“We have plenty of time… Oh crap it’s leaving — run, RUN!”

You stare at the picture, a gasp stuck in your throat.

Your fingers run over the shiny photo, brushing the cheek of the boy you can recite his secrets from, his long haircut never making you fail to laugh, a simpler time when dreams and promises were on your mind. 

“We’ll be together until the end, right?”

“If that’s what you want Junhui, I won’t mind.”

Promises with him, to stay with him.

You just… Fell apart.

As days passed by, you waited for him longer. He wasn’t answering texts when you needed him the most, and when you’d stay up for nights to just get one message you only faced with disappointment.

No, you weren’t sad. Maybe he was busy. Maybe he couldn’t pick up at the moment. Maybe he was going through something too. You ignored the small matter, it wasn’t it was like a big deal anyway. No one needed to know.

“Are you busy next weekend?”

“Kinda, it’s evaluation week for my company, sorry.”

“Oh,”

“I’ll make it up to you!”

A point came where Junhui wasn’t telling you things, which hurt the first time you heard, but you kept mute, no one needs to know.

You would hear news from his other friends — yet you were supposed to be the one to hear about this, not them — they didn’t know Junhui like you knew him.

Life became harder when you had other matters that weighed you down, stones piling behind your back one by one until it felt numb. Sure, you had no one to run to, but no one needed to know.

Yet all the things that pent up inside reach it’s limit and stupidly, very stupidly, you dial a number off by heart as if it was second nature.

“Hello?”

“Junhui, I…” Say something. Say something. “Sorry,” you sniff, “I just realised I’m calling for nothing. Sorry for wasting your time.”

“You’re worth every second of my time.”

Your heart stops at the words, scared — terrified — to believe them. He wasn’t even in the country anymore, he was in Korea to chase his dream and you allowed it to happen.

“I think I’m just tired,” easily you excuse, biting a lip to conceal the tears brimming, “I’ll call you about it next time. Night.”

You never called him after that.

And the boy who you kept close to your heart was now known publicly as Wen Junhui of SEVENTEEN. One quick search and pages about him would pop up within seconds. 

He looked like your Junhui, smiled like your Junhui, but was he still yours?

Now his members probably more know about him more than you knew him, he probably had you long forgotten just how was during your withering youth together, drifting away when entering adulthood.

Together until the end. What a bunch of broken promises shattered to the floor.

If you had the chance to go back, you would, to explain the stupid worries in your head, to confess the things going on in your life, to admit the jealousy within when his friends would grow closer and left you as his last option.

You would go back in hopes that it would change everything.

However the chance was late, you know why? No one needed to know.

Bittersweet; your first love was as close as a stranger.

Bus

Type: Fluff

{Seokmin attempts to introduce you to his friends}

 Here you are outside the restaurant about to book it to the nearest bus stop. At first, when Seokmin said he’d introduce you to his friends you thought it would be a great opportunity to get to know him better but at the moment you were a bundle of nerves.

  You guys had started dating about a month ago after he asked for your number in a philosophy lecture. He was handsome and he had kind eyes and a blinding smile, of course, you texted him as soon as possible. 

  Now here you are outside a barbeque restaurant after saying you were “going to the bathroom”. You were so anxious you couldn’t stay in that place a second longer, you made a skillful escape while everyone was talking. I mean how couldn’t you be anxious, they were his friends for years, you’ve only just met him. Part of the nervousness was set in the fact that they weren’t all male, there were a few female colleagues who you thought were absolutely stunning. You saw how happy he was, it made you smile. Suddenly he caught your gaze, very confused he said something and came outside.

“Fancy seeing you here ma’am, this isn’t the ladies room if I recall.”

“I’m sorry, I’m really nervous, I know it’s really stupid but I just wanna go home. I’m sorry Seok...”

“Why? Did someone say something? I swear if Jeong-”

“No one did anything Seok, I just- this is all very new. And I mean your friends are so pretty and I’m not jealous, I think? I felt out of place...”

“Ok and just so you know you were the prettiest babe” he said as he calmly took out his phone, it made you blush.

He grabbed your hand and you guys walked to the nearest rest stop which was only a block away.

“I texted Jeonghyun that were leaving because you felt sick” he said as the last bus of the night stopped before you two. 

He tugged your hand as you two sat down, the only ones on the bus beside you guys were the bus driver and a few middle schoolers who were probably on their way home from cram school.

He put his hand over your shoulder. “I met you on a bus...” he spoke quietly.

“No, you didn’t. We met at that one lecture.”

“You met me there. But I clearly remember you a few days before that, you were sat on the bus and smiled like an idiot as you put your headphones in. At that moment I thought that I wanted to make you smile like that everyda-”

“Pphffffff” you slowly slapped his face as he finished making him chuckle and you smiled.

“It’s true! See that smile? That’s the one! The one I love to see when I wake up and kiss you awake.”

“You idiot..” you laughed as you rested your head on his shoulder as you dozed off. Your hands intertwining and lights quickly passing by.

(Sorry this took so long! It’s not that great but I hope you like it! Dedicated too @koukami80)

Would you maybe be willing to do a cute male!reader x minghao ??? Or even just something gender neutral??? I just want something like super fluffy??? Like??? Hand holding and cuddling and just really nice intimate lovey stuff maybe??? PLEASE AND THANKS BUT I UNDERSTAND IF YOU CANT GOD BLESS

a/n: I tend to try and stay neutral with my works, but wth it’s pride baby 😎 🌈, me and my bisexual ass would love to write a fluffy drabble. I’m female but I tried my best to gear this to more masculine ppl, I hope you enjoy!

Type: fluff, drabble, male!readerXminghao

{newly publicized relationship and a bakery trip}

Hold My Hand Tightly

You and Minghao had been dating for nearing 2 years and last night you guys made a big decision. You guys went public!

He uploaded a 2 photos of you guys holding hands and a video of him giving you a peck on the nose with the caption “I like boys. I mean, I like one boy and this is that boy”.

He was very excited and happy, you on the other hand were quite nervous waiting for the response. You hadn’t dared to look at social media since he uploaded. All day your mind was plagued with the thought of fans hating you. Hao told you not to worry and joked that carats had stuff to do in their own lives to worry about.

You picked up your phone and checked for the first time in nearly 24 hours how the post was doing. There was an overwhelming amount of likes. You scrolled through the comments your stomach churning at the ones that said “oh your gay?” but your stomach fluttered at the all the comments that drowned out the negativity, such as “aww so cute” and the occasional “My fanfic is canon!!” Or “I knew it... I just thought would be my ship, love you though!”

As you set your phone down, feeling better after checking, Hao grabbed his coat to go out.

“Where are you going?”

“You mean “where are WE going?. C’mon I just announced that we’re in a relationship, we should celebrate a bit!”

You groaned, not yet sure if you wanted to go out today. But before you could argue Hao had pulled you up and pushed you towards the front door. Hesitantly you put your jacket and shoes on. As you stepped outside you felt the wind chill you through your coat. You heard Hao lock the door and his hands intertwine with yours.

“Ugh I can’t believe I can finally, confidently hold hands with my love.” He said as you guys walked out the building.

You guys got to a near by bakery, known for there chocolate “love” cakes. Hao told you to go find a seat while he ordered, you chose one in the very back of the cafe in the most hidden corner. He came back with a number and two vanilla milkshakes.

“One for you and one for me” he said as he placed a shake in front of you and a number at the edge of the table. He held your hand as he sat across from you. Not a few seconds later and a waiter came with your cake. Without realizing you quickly let go of Hao’s hand. He looked at you with a confused face, which for a second turned into a smile as he thanked the waiter.

“Why did you do that?”

“What do you mean?”

“You let go of my hand honey”

“Oh I guess I got used to trying to cover up “us” haha sorry” you said as you once again held his hand.

“We don’t have to hide “us” anymore babe, if you ever feel like your uncomfortable just hold my hand tightly... and I’ll know ok?”

“Ok.. thank you for that little thing baby”

“Of course my love. Now before we dig in, let me take a picture of you holding it for the gram”

“Ugh” you groaned giving in and holding the cake up to your face giving a half annoyed smile.

“Say “I love Hao and carats””

“I love only carats!” You said.

“Ya!” He groaned.

{i tried my best! I hope you like it!}

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