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Just Wanted To See You. Choi Seungcheol

彡 just wanted to see you. — choi seungcheol

๑ goody two shoes yn au!

notes ๑ student council president yn x delinquent svt bf !!! — somehow the perfect, rule abiding president started to become close to the token bad boy of the school. wonder how that’s going.

genre ๑ fluff!

warnings ๑ non

word count ๑ 0.6k

from aya: please reblog if you enjoyed! i plan to make more of these! let me know which members you want to see next<3

 Just Wanted To See You. Choi Seungcheol
 Just Wanted To See You. Choi Seungcheol
 Just Wanted To See You. Choi Seungcheol
 Just Wanted To See You. Choi Seungcheol

seungcheol was one of the common people you’d see walking into the student council room. as president, this was your least favourite case to handle.

you heard the door open and just as you were about you look up to see who it was, they spoke and as his voice lingered in your ear, you didn’t have to check anymore. “vice president mina sent me here, said that ‘yn will take care of you.’” choi seungcheol mocked the voice of the vice cheekily.

“let me guess, jumped over the fence again and got caught, again?” you monotonously stated, not even batting an eye at him. your eyes were too busy on paperwork to give mind to the boy who was playfully frolicking towards you.

“just like how we first met!”

it wasn’t how you first met, but it was your first interaction. cheol obviously knew you cause you were the president. you knew him by word running around the school about a cheeky brat that skipped classes and often jumped the fence to avoid detention or school activities he didn’t want to participate in.

“are you doing these things just to get sent here?” you tiredly sighed.

“anything to see my cute significant other,” he smirked as he leaned onto the side of your chair, patiently waiting for you to look at him.

and you finally did.

but he was met with tired eyes.

“shit, you okay yn?”

suddenly it all spilled out.

“cheol you can’t keep getting into trouble!”

you rarely used nicknames with him. you always used his government name despite the way he disliked it. he always had to remind you to try and use nicknames when you started dating but you never did. and now you were.

“i can’t keep defending you, literally. and what if one day they don’t send you to me but the actual disciplinary head? i don’t want you going through that!”

there was a vivid guilt in his eyes as you spoke and he slowly kneeled down to be below your level, “i’m sorry i didn’t know it was that serious. i’ll hold back.”

you turned from your seat to face him and held his arm to pull him upwards, “it’s okay just. yeah i i would appreciate it if you’d stop your antics. you’re great at football i don’t understand why you don’t enjoy going to practice.”

“you think i’m great?” he smirked once again making your hands form a fist which he got a peek off so he patted your head and pulled out the stool from under your desk that he installed himself in your room.

“so, how are you going to take care of me? braid my hair? sing a lullaby?” he slowly leaned towards you.

“just go to your practice dummy.”

“huh? no consequences of my actions?”

“want me to send you to the disciplinary head?”

“what do they do there?” he asked with a clear tone of curiosity as he placed his arms over your shoulders.

“i don’t know, community service? clean the toilets?”

“going to practice right now,” he stood up from his seat and dusted off his clothes which made you laugh a bit.

just as you adjusted yourself to return back to work, he gently held your face in his hand and his face coming closer to yours, he gave a peck on the lips leaving you quiet.

“see you,” he poked your cheek as he walked out.

you sighed once again and sat properly in your desk but found a piece of candy with a crumpled note by it saying, “i didn’t get into trouble, i just wanted to see you dear. take it easy, i love you.”

you’ve heard from almost everyone just how much of a cheeky and troublesome boy he was but they would only be able to hear from you how sweet he actually was.

 Just Wanted To See You. Choi Seungcheol
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First-aid kit prepped and ready on the dining table, you moved to stand in between Chan’s thighs. You grabbed his face in your hands for a better look at him, inspecting the cuts that littered his handsome face. Chan took the opportunity to nuzzle his face into your warm hands, his own finding their way to your waist. You clicked your tongue in disapproval, turning to pick up cotton balls instead.

“Hold still. This might hurt.”

You felt the way Chan’s arm tensed up at your cold words. Sighing, you cleaned away his wounds, ridding them of dirt and bandaging them up.

Chan’s attempts to sit still on the chair failed miserably. He tried to focus on the way your nose scrunched up in concentration, or on your well-practised movements. ‘this shouldn’t be something you’re used to doing,’ Chan thought. A hiss escaped him as you dabbed disinfectant on a particularly large cut. Your eyes softened as you watched your boyfriend looking dazed, staring into space.

“Baby,” you called out, placing the last bandage over his cheekbone.

“Hmm?”

“What was it this time?” you rested your hands on his shoulders as you waited for his reply.

The man in question looked down sheepishly. The arms around your waist hugged you tighter, pulling you closer to him. Chan instead hid his face against your stomach – choosing not to answer instead.

“Channie.”

Silence.

“Bang Chan.”

You felt him shift in your hold.

“Christopher.” you sighed. Chan finally looked up at you. You almost giggled at how he looked like a dejected puppy, when you noticed The way his eyes glistened in tears. Your hands flew to his face, thumbing at the crinkles near his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

Chan tried to say something, but his words were muffled by your shirt. You coaxed him to repeat himself, running a hand through his hair in comfort. His grip on you tightened, hands grabbing a fistful of your shirt as he pulled you down to his lap.

“He said you were too good for me.” His voice was soft, weak; as if afraid that the words would come true. “He threatened to take you away from me,” he sniffled, “said I didn’t deserve you, that I wouldn’t take care of you as good as he did.”

You immediately knew who the he was referring to. Your ex, prideful as ever, couldn’t stand the thought of you with Chan.

“Oh, Chan,” your heart broke at the sight of your broad boyfriend hunched into a ball. “You’re the one that’s too good for me.” You planted a kiss on his nose. “You’re the best boyfriend I’ve ever had. I love you so, so much.” another kiss on the cheek. “Besides, you know how bad he treated me before. I would never go back to him, even if he was the last man alive.

That doesn’t mean you should go around getting into fights, baby,” you chided. Chan seemed to slink deeper into the chair, though you could feel his infectious energy slowly returning.

“I was defending my honour,” he whined, burying his head in your shoulder. You let out a small chuckle, wrestling yourself out of his lap.

“C’mon,” you put the first-aid kit back into its box, grabbed his hand and pulled him up, gently pushing him onto the sofa, “I’ll let you cuddle extra tonight, okay?”

“Okay.” he let your hand tug his, but his feet stayed rooted firmly to his spot.

“Channie?” you turned back, head tilted in confusion.

“I love you too.” His hand clutched yours firmly as he finally tugged you towards him. “I’m not sorry for beating him up, though.”

A small smile graced your face as you settled down with him on the sofa.

“Yeah. I know.”


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1 year ago

six minutes.

Six Minutes.
Six Minutes.
Six Minutes.

pairing: seungmin x reader genre/warnings: friends to ??, fluff; a couple of swear words here and there bc who am i if i don't swear, mentions of hurling but it doesn't actually happen, not really unedited lol word count: 0.8k note: HELLO FELLOW WIFEU (you know who you are), number 13 was "things you said at the kitchen table" lol. anywhomst people, my first seungmin piece!!

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

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Six Minutes.

when blinding sunlight playfully slips through the curtains, you wake up with an ache inside your head, then instant confusion as you take in your surroundings.

this isn't your bedroom.

the clothes you're wearing aren't the ones you put on before you went out last night.

there's someone on the other side of the bedroom door, and the rummaging of cabinets, the clanging of pots and pans.

you sit up fully, clutching the duvet cover close to your chest, evidently disoriented. there's not much for you to go on - the room is clean, tidy, barely any decorations except for what seems to be a few baseball mementos displayed neatly on the credenza sitting opposite from the bed, surrounded by empty cream-colored walls.

a dumb, possibly-still-drunken thought pops up.

oh my god, i've been kidnapped.

you blink, feeling fatigue in every limb, slightly alarmed but not scared even though you probably should be. (you've been told that your survival instincts aren't very sharp.) the brain fog must also be a contributing factor, but even in spite of the thought of being kidnapped, you don't register any sense of imminent danger. just a growing perplexity because not everything has clicked into place yet.

your eyes notice a framed photo on the bedside table when the light catches on the glass. upon closer examination, you gasp sharply, because why the fuck is there a photo of your dog in this strange bedroom?!

oh wait.

okay.

thank fuck. you've been here before.

it's just kim seungmin's bedroom that you're in, and it's just kim seungmin's favorite baseball t-shirt that you're wearing.

after a moment of sitting by yourself in total dumbfounded silence, you venture out of the bedroom on unsteady legs - not even the good kind of wobbly legs that you wished you'd experienced as a result of a freaky night tangled up in the sheets - to find your friend in the kitchen with his back turned to you, hunched over something you can't see on the counter next to the sink.

you take a seat at the kitchen island, making sure to scrape the chair across the floor loudly to alert him of your presence. he turns around at the sound, a bit startled - cute - then throws a smile your way when he realizes who the intruder is.

"morning, sunshine," he chuckles upon seeing the disgruntled look on your face, courtesy of your stubborn headache. "sleep well?"

"i don't even remember what happened," you grumble, bypassing his question entirely. "why am i here? why didn't you take me home?"

"you wouldn't let me. you made me take you back to my place, then you practically demanded to sleep in my bed too," he tells you, filling a glass with water and handing it to you before turning back again to continue working on whatever task he was occupied with before you interrupted him. "thank god you didn't hurl."

you scoff, but you take a grateful sip of the water anyway. "you would've made me sleep on the couch?"

"yes." zero hesitation. motherfucker.

"and they say chivalry is dead."

"you'd be dead too if you had puked on my bed."

"i almost did. i woke up thinking i was kidnapped."

seungmin laughs, extending a hand to his right to grab a container of salt. you recognize it because it's part of the spice container set that you got him as a housewarming gift when he first moved into this apartment.

"would a kidnapper let you wear his favorite shirt and drool on his pillows?" he asks.

"i was practically blacked out. you could've thrown me a potato sack and i wouldn't have noticed."

"yeah, well, you wanted the shirt, so..."

for some reason, it makes you warm all over. though you still feel icky as hell from the night out, the soft material of his tee covering your body becomes more welcoming, makes you want to wrap yourself in the fabric even more.

you clear your throat, trying to dissolve the lump that forms in your throat upon hearing his words. the mischievous sun makes an appearance again, tiptoeing from the bedroom window to the kitchen window, sneaking through the cracks to saturate seungmin in a generous dose of golden light.

he turns around to face you once again, before you can think of anything else to say. he places a plate in front of you, and the sight leaves you a little taken aback. soft boiled eggs, already peeled and halved, sprinkled with your favorite sea salt.

"i don't think a kidnapper would get up early and google how to soft boil eggs either," he says with a casual shrug, but there's a hint of a smile there, tugging at his the corner of his lips.

"you had to google how to boil eggs?"

"soft boil eggs," he tuts, mildly offended that you'd think he's that incompetent in the kitchen. "because you like them."

he lets the smile take over completely now, the very second you feel heat rush to your cheeks.

"google said it takes six minutes, by the way."

Six Minutes.

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