~Masterlist~

~Masterlist~

Last Updated: 3/23/2020

˚ஐ₊✧Vocal Unit

Jeonghan

Joshua

Woozi

~Messing up

~Hook up

Dk

~Bus (Requested)

Seungkwan

˚ஐ₊✧Hip-Hop Unit

S.coups

~I’m scared (requested)

Wonwoo

~Where’s The Bed? (Requested)

Mingyu

~P*rn Accident (Pt.1) (Pt.2) (Epilogue)

Vernon

~I like You

˚ஐ₊✧Performance Unit

Jun

Hoshi

The8

~Hold my hand tightly (requested)

~ Wake up

Dino

{IMAGINES}

acquaintance!Mingyu

idol!Seungcheol

friend!Seokmin

boyfriend!Josh

badboy!Wonwoo (requested)

highschoolballer!Mingyu (requested)

boyfriend!Vernon

idol!Wonwoo

boyfriend!Vernon

idol!Hoshi

idol!Jihoon

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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.

P*rn Accident

Author’s Note: I’m not very happy with this short story, but I’ve decided to upload it anyway so it doesn’t rot in my drafts.

Type: Fluff, College AU, Crush!MingyuXReader

{The last day of vacation was supposed to be the best! If only you hadn’t clicked your brothers' stupid text}

pt 1~pt 2~ Epilogue

 At the moment nothing could ruin this, nothing seems to fade quickly.

 You had saved 50% of your paycheck and lived frugally for this moment. You dreamed about this the day it was announced at the end of your 1st year. The English Departments annual trip to Hawaii!

 Most of the people that usually went were either rich kids with money to spare, actual Engish Majors, or people like you. You minored in English and in all honesty you spoke almost fluently probably due to you being a foreigner. You are now a senior who unfortunately isn’t rich so for the past 4 years you had dreamed of this trip. Even more, so that your crush Mingyu was going on the trip.

 He also minored in English and you two were paired for a few projects over the years. He majored in music and was part of the arts and photography club, the only reason you knew what you knew about him was because of those “few projects”, he often invited you over to his flat to study and research. If you were being honest you didn’t really like him at first, but damn that puppy smile and the way his eyes looked while he studied won you over.

 This brings us back to now, it is the last day of the 2-week trip and a luau performance had just finished. Everyone had been finished eating for a while and now people were just casually talking and sharing the best parts of the trip. You were dressed in a flower printed dress your mom had given you and Mingyu was wearing a Hawaiian print shirt your pretty sure you saw him buy at the airport. You sat a few chairs away from him.

 You laughed along at the thought of the memories of your teacher wearing a slightly inappropriate speedo when your phone pinged. Your brother texted you, you honestly should’ve known better than to open it, but the thought it could be a prank couldn’ thave crossed you mind in that joyous moment. You clicked and within a milisecond, your phone was brightly flashing a rough sex scene and letting out lewd moans and screams. 

 You clenched the phone into your stomach trying to muffle the moans and quickly ran off to the nearest bathroom. Luckily no one was there and you did everything to stop the video, lowering the volume, deleting the video, and turning your phone off completely. You had run off so fast you failed to notice the footsteps running after you and the click of the women's bathroom door.

 You let out sobs of embarrassment in the stall as you sat on an admittedly very nice toilet. Just as you were about to just go into full breakdown mode you heard a faint knock over your cries. You looked down and noticed the flip-flops Mingyu had bought at the flea market. 

 You quickly put your hand over your mouth and tried to muffle your choking tears.

“Hey, are you okay? Is your stomach hurting?” 

 That’s when you came to the realization that to everyone else it probably looked like you made some muffled sounds before clenching your stomach and running to the bathroom. 

“N-no I-it-s stu-p-hid...” you said while post crying hiccups interrupted.  

“It’s obviously not stupid...just tell me”

.........

Messing Up

Type: angst, mentions of depression, explicit language, based off lyrics from Oliver Tree’s Miracle Man

{Y/N and Jihoon get into a fight and regretful words are said}

[It’s my first time writing a fic in a long time, please excuse me if it sucks, I also had to rewrite it from memory because it accidentally got deleted]

Jihoon often stayed late at the studio with Bumzu these days. You hated always feeling lonely when he was gone but there was nothing you could do besides wait for him. You would leave food out for him and you would wake up to it untouched and a text saying “sorry I already ate with hyung” 

You were starting to think he was avoiding you and using work as the excuse. That was always the thought at the back of your mind these past weeks. You guys were never open to each other like you were when you guys had started dating. Back, then you would tell him all about your “issues” and he would tell you his.

Today you wanted to let it all out, tell him how you’ve been feeling lately and ask him about his feelings too. You didn’t want to feel the way you did when you guys met, you didn’t want to depress yourself with the feelings and emotions of loneliness.

You cooked the last 2 packs of ramen you had and set the table. Then you waited for Jihoon to come home... you waited.... and waited.... and waited.

He usually came home around 6am but it was now 10am, so you decided to text him to check if was coming home at all today.

Y/N: Are you coming home today?

Jihoon: yea i just had sum stuff to work on

Y/N: ok

Ten minutes passed and you heard the door unlock.

“I’m home!” he yelled, usually you would run up and hug him and kiss him and ask him how his day went like you used to some time ago, those hugs and kisses stopped one day and you didn’t know exactly when.

“Can we talk real quick hoonie?” you said forcing yourself to flash an empty smile.

“Sure babe” he said as he showed you his best fake smile. At this point you felt so numb next to him for some reason, he smelled of soju and pizza, you could tell he was a bit tipsy and on edge.

But you could no longer hold back your emotions, as your smile faded you said “Are you avoiding me? Just tell me what you want! Am I not enough for you?!” you weren’t expecting yourself to burst out like that so suddenly.

You could see the anger rise in him. His outbursts weren’t uncommon, they usually happened after he came off of work like today.

You didn’t expect what happened next, then again you don’t exactly blame him for it either. He got up and stormed to the medicine cabinet and grabbed your antidepressants, he held them up and yelled: “FUCKING UP YOUR LIFE, WAS IT ENOUGH FOR YOU??!”.He then violently threw them on the ground, pills scattering across the floor.

You didn’t know what to say, so instead, you smiled calmly, grabbed your phone, purse, and jacket.

“Umm I don’t know what just happened, but it definitely wasn’t what I had expected haha, umm foods on the table. It’s cold. I’m going, I don’t know where. I have to process this, I’ll pick my stuff up later...”

and with that, you left.

Jihoon began to bawl, muffling his sobs through his hands. Left with the memory of his mistake and the look in your eyes when you left. He messed up and all he could think about was how he saw your eyes fall out of love with him as you closed the door.

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{sorry this is a really bad fic but I had to get my overflowing angsty emotions out}

Where’s The Bed?

Type: Fluff, Couple Au, Drabble, a little angst just a lil

Requested by @nuestro-heaventeen (I tried my best I hope you like it! <3)

{Y/N and Wonwoo move in together}

 You grabbed the last box from the movers truck as Wonwoo paid the movers. You and Wonwoo had been dating 3 years and after a painstakingly long time, he finally agreed. He rejected your offer a year and a half ago to move into your apartment, one because he was gone all the time and there wouldn’t be much use in moving in if he wasn’t there, two because he had grown quite comfortable living with the boys and he thought it’d be a hassle to move his “perfect” gaming setup he had created with Seungcheol.

 After his last promotion, he was the one to bring it up in conversation.

“Would you want to move in with me babe?” he said nonchalantly. 

 You nearly cursed him out for asking such a stupid question. Of freaking course, you wanted to move in with him! This resulted in him trying to cuddle and you playfully refusing but ultimately giving in to his oh so cringy aegyo.

 Now here you two are in a forest of boxes, both utterly confused as to where to start. You both decided to get an apartment together instead of moving into your very small loft. Mainly due to the fact that Wonwoo’s PC system took up too much room and he couldn’t live without it although he was cutting down on gaming.

 You guys unpacked a lot of the boxes that night after the movers left, pushing the rest into what was supposed to become your office space. You ordered some pizza and opted for sleeping on the new couch, not wanting to try and build a bed at 11pm.

 The next morning you woke up to the sound of Wonwoo attempting to cook an omelette, you admit it didn’t seem bad but it looked like scrambled eggs as you looked over his shoulder. You snaked your arms lazily around his waist, he turned to try and kiss you but you quickly stopped that advance.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth baby”

“I don’t care your too cute to not kiss right now.” 

“But you see my lil wonton I care..” you said as you removed yourself to brush your teeth.

 After breakfast, you guys went back to unboxing your belongings. Wonwoo spending an alarming amount of time trying to assemble a comfortable gaming setup, even though you told him many times to do it later. 

 You guys had unpacked all the boxes and there was one very big thing missing from your bedroom. You went up to Wonwoo, who was now sitting in his gaming chair, with a very sarcastic smile.

“Baby where’s the bed?!” you said through your teeth.

“Oh that... Oh yeah, I umm sold it to get money for the new couch,” he said the last part in a fast whisper.

“JEON WONWOO YOU DID WHAT???!!! If you told me you couldn’t pay for it, I-”

“It’s not that I couldn’t pay for it, I just got my paycheck, of course, I could afford it. I just thought that because you always complained that your bed is too small and it always creaked, I could get you and me a comfortable king-sized bed...”

“What??”

“Yeah, y,know I’m pretty well off because of seventeen honey haha.”

*Ding Dong*

“Ahh see that must be the bed people.”

 Wonwoo opened the door. Three people came in with a bed that could barely fit your doorway, they assembled everything and even put some free bedsheets on. You felt kind of terrible for freaking out a bit. 

 He paid them and came back to you face down on the bed like a starfish.

“Comfortable?”

“Yes” you said but it was a bit muffled through the pillows.

 He pushed you to the side so he could slip under you and then laid you back on top of him so that you were now smooshed together. You quickly adjusted yourself so that you were laying side by side looking at each other. You looked up at him with puppy eyes and said,

“I’m sorry...”

“It’s ok baby, I should’ve told you, instead of making you freak out.”

“No, I should’ve listened to you before being dramatic”

 He pulled you closer as you buried your face in his chest.

“You're cute when your mad y,know that?”

“Ugh so lame, I love you though Jeon Wonwoo.” you chuckled.’

 He peppered your face with kisses and you guys relaxed into each other's arms. You wished you could stay like this forever but you were soon interrupted by the doorbell and banging.

“Yaa Wonwoo open up, you took my monitor you snake!! You guys better not be doing the frick frack!!” You guys laughed as Seungcheol yelled through the door.

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Tag You’re It

I was tagged by: @maeilmaeilmaeil

name/alias: Call me Mei or Janko

birthday: Jan 30th

Zodiac: Aquarius

height: 5′3″--ish

hobbies: I love music (songwriting, listening, etc), Art (I consider myself an ugly artist though lol), Fashion, Makeup, all the normal QuIrKy GiRl stuff yknow?

fav color: Pink

fav book: Where the wild things are (It’s a kids book but I love it don’t judge me)

last song: “Anyone Else But You” From the Juno soundtrack

last film: Spider-Man: Far From Home

inspiration for muse: Seventeen ofc, but also music and art. One of the things I do that inspires my work a lot is listening to music (Cigarettes After Sex, The Beetles, Oliver Tree, etc) while reading or painting.

meaning behind url: Janko/Jxnko is an alias i’ve used since I was 12 and it’s the name of a character I created around that age as well.

tagging: idk ppl :P