Im Kind Of Nervous. - Wonwoo

“I’m kind of nervous.” - Wonwoo

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: wonwoo’s getting a driving license so he can take you out on dates ↬ tags: idol! wonwoo, gn! reader, ft. idol! seventeen ↬ word count: 391 words a/n: inaccurate driving test theory thing uhm ,, i don’t drive so i have no idea but for the sake of this one let’s pretend it all makes sense

“I’m kind of nervous.” Wonwoo swung your hands back and forth. “What do you mean? You’ll pass with flying colors!” You assured him, squeezing his hands as a form of comfort. “Yeah, I need to do well. Otherwise, who is going to bring you out for dates?” Wonwoo lightly kissed your cheek and you shrug your shoulders, “Seungcheol would come if I called him.” You pretend to think about it to make Wonwoo jealous and he playfully hit you. 

“I’ll make him think twice about bringing my girlfriend anywhere.” Wonwoo pushed up his glasses and gave an angry face. Nevertheless, he looks adorable to you and you couldn’t help but laugh at the mention of “girlfriend” and how possessive he was of you. “Mr Jeon Wonwoo? Please follow me outside for the road test.” 

“It’s the final test! You got this!” You encouraged him. “You forgot something.” He leaned close to you his breath was practically fanning your face. You good-naturedly rolled your eyes and tip-toed to peck his lips. “That’s all the luck I can give you. I love you Jeon Wonwoo!” You made a heart above your head while laughing. He chuckled as he followed the in-charge outside while you watch the entire test happen from a room. 

“Yo! Wish Wonwoo good luck from all of us!” Hoshi sent a message to you in the group chat with you and Seventeen members, and you replied back, “If he doesn’t get his license, I’ll have to marry Minghao instead.” 

“Oho, I really hope that Wonwoo does well then! Have fun you two!” Hoshi sent a bunch of good luck stickers, as Minghao responded with, “Don’t get me involved in this.” You smiled and switched off your phone to give your attention to Wonwoo who has already begun his test. 

You clutched your hands together and fervently hope that ultimately he would be safe. In a blink of an eye, the test was over and Wonwoo came bouncing towards you with a license in his hand. “I did it! I got 79 over a 100!” He giggled as he lifted you off your feet, spinning you around wildly. “So I assume that now you can zoom to my place when I miss you?” 

“I’ll fly if I can but now I can at least get to your house in 20 minutes!”

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - Jeonghan

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: jeonghan’s plans to surprise you was a mission failed successfully ↬ tags: idol! jeonghan, fem! reader, ft. idol! seventeen ↬ word count: 998 words

“I need your help.” Jeonghan pleaded with the maknae Chan. “I’m guessing this is for her. What is it?” Chan asked. “Okay, I need you to come up with a short dance so I can impress her. You know the song Falling For U right?” Chan nodded his head. “Yeah, so it would be awesome if you could help me create like a dance.” “Why me hyung?” 

“Hoshi is busy, Myungho is overseas and Junhwi is sick.” Jeonghan easily ticked off the reasons why Chan was the only best dancer left. “But you’re a good dancer too hyung! It’s my day off!” Chan crossed his arms. “I know, but you’re a genius, so it should be easy for you! I’m good, but you’re better and I want the best for my monthsary.” 

“I don't know whether to be angry at you or not. What’s in for me?” 

Jeonghan knew that question was going to pop up so names his terms carefully, “If you help me out, I’ll bring you out after my date. Yeah, just you. Then we can grab a delicious meal at my aunt’s good friend’s restaurant.” Jeonghan secretly fist pumped as he saw Chan considering about it. 

“I’ve planned out everything. In the evening I’ll bring her out to eat, then bring her here so I can surprise her with a cake and a dance! Please? When you eventually have a girlfriend, I’d do anything to help you too.

“Okay. I’ll help you hyung. I’ll hold your word to it.” Jeonghan internally jumped and he played the part which he wanted Chan to choreograph. “Just the chorus will do. I’m going to connect my phone to the speaker.” Chan nodded yet again and stretch his muscles ideas already forming in his head. 

“Falling For U” started playing and Chan did some simple moves and started stringing dance steps together. “Okay...hyung, just like this and then slide to the right. Say something cheesy, do a sexy dance, then move away from her.” Chan laughed while doing this part and Jeonghan followed, chuckling along with him. 

“Noona! How long have you been standing there?” Seungkwan’s hella vibrant noise sounded down the corridor and Jeonghan immediately stopped dancing. Seokmin pushed open the door, “Jeonghan hyung! I think she’s here to talk to you!” 

Jeonghan wanted to kill himself in this moment. 

“Noona! Seungkwan and I will get going first!” The two clueless boys headed to the recording studio leaving Jeonghan, you and Chan. 

“Uh, this is so awkward I’m just going to leave.” Chan scampered away leaving you two. “This was not part of the plan! How much did you hear?” “Almost everything.” You answer with a small smile. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” Jeonghan pouted. “Now our monthsary is ruined!” Jeonghan squatted down and gave you a wry smile. “It’s okay. It was touching of you to come up with a dance for me! We can always eat out.” You assured him, moving closer to him to give him a peck on his forehead. 

“Only if you didn’t know about my plan. You haven’t even see me dance yet! Chan told me to do a sexy move and you probably didn’t see it! It goes like this!” Jeonghan knelt down and you squeezed your eyes shut, hands flying to cover your line of vision. 

“My eyes!”

“Talk to me.” - Wooyoung

find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: wooyoung tends to worry a lot when you’re unwell  ↬ tags: student! wooyoung, fem! reader, ft. student! mingi, mentions of menses (but not explicit) ↬ word count: 596 words

a/n: just ended mine,, i had to write this

“Jeong Wooyoung!” Wooyoung’s gaze darted to the tall figure at the door. “...? Mingi? What happened?” Mingi dashed inside his classroom breathlessly and explained, “Listen to this—I think there’s something wrong with your girlfriend…” Wooyoung’s eyes widened at the mention of you. Mingi continued nevertheless, “Her face was pale this entire morning, and when I asked her if she was okay, she said she was fine. I think you should go check on her!” Wooyoung gratefully patted Mingi’s shoulder, “Thanks for telling me.” With that Wooyoung rushed out of his classroom, up two flights of stairs and into your classroom.

“Are you okay?” Wooyoung panted as he stood at the door. He glanced at your figure to see if anything major happened. “Oh? Wooyoung?” He made his way across the empty classroom to your table. “Are you okay?” He repeated, “Mingi told me that—” Wooyoung paused when he saw you lowering your head. “Are you unwell?” Wooyoung tugged at his tie. Mingi was right, your face was too pale for his liking.

“N-nothing.” “Is it gastric pain? Did you bring your medicine?” “Wooyoung, it’s really nothing!” Wooyoung placed a hand on your forehead and cocked his head to the side when he found out that you weren’t running a fever. “I’m going to the nurse’s office to get some medicine.” “Ah! Wait!” He was about to leave when he felt you tug at his sleeves. He turned around and crouched in front of your table.

“Talk to me. Are you having a headache? I told you not to stay up too late revising—” “—It’s not any of that...it’s my...period…” Wooyoung paused in his tracks and that was when he realised the hot water bottle you were holding and felt his face heat up. Why didn’t he realise that earlier?

“It’s pretty uncomfortable. I think I just need to take a catnap and I’ll be okay. So... you don’t have to worry too much. Could you...?” You held up the hot water bottle and Wooyoung took it from you, “I got it. Give me a moment, I’ll refill it for you. Stay here.” Wooyoung bent down to hold your face. You gave him a heartwarming smile and nodded, “Mhm. Thanks for being the best boyfriend.” Wooyoung quietly moved out of the room while trying to hide his blushing face. It wasn’t his first time dealing with your period but things weren’t as smooth as he thought. He made quick work of getting his job done and scampered back up to the classroom.

“You didn’t have to run, you know. I’m really okay.” You were resting your head on your arms with your eyes closed and Wooyoung was surprised that you knew it was him. “How did you know it was me?” Of course. We’ve been staying together for so long. I can distinguish your footsteps.” “I got some medication for the pain from your friend.” “Mhm, thank you Woo.” He watched as you held the hot water bottle against your abdomen.

“Then are you better already?” Wooyoung grabbed a chair and sat across you. “It’s better with you around.” “You really don’t need to visit the nurse’s office?” “I’m fine Woo. Don’t worry.” Wooyoung laughed when you clinged onto his sleeve yet again. “Kinda sucks since I can’t alleviate the pain.” “You silly boy. Being here with me really helps me.”

“If we were at home, I would have cuddled you to sleep. I think it’s the stress that’s giving you painful cramps. San told me that. He has a sister, you know?”

“Shh. Let me sleep.”

“Here, let me.” - Mingi

find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: mingi’s height gives him a knight-in-shining armour complex  ↬ tags: non-idol! mingi, gn! reader, height difference ↬ word count: 308 words

Having Mingi as your boyfriend meant that most things were placed in a higher shelf to accommodate his height. And it’s one of those days when Mingi forgets to put your favourite mug on the lowest shelf. You struggled as you stretch your hands out as much as you could, only to grab thin air. “Ah, Mingi is so dead when he comes back.” You silently cursed at how high your mug is. You just wanted to unwind by making tea for yourself, but your mug was sky high and it peeked out from the shelf, teasing you for your short stature. 

“Geez.” You looked around for a stool or anything to prop yourself up to grab the mug. Frustrated, you blew a strand of hair out of your face and you attempted to jump up on the counter. But before you even placed your hands down on the marble top to climb up, Mingi materialized from behind you with a giggle. 

“Here, let me.” He stifled his laughter behind his sweater as he easily reached out for your mug. You made a face at Mingi and took the cup from his hands. “I told you to put it on the lowest shelf! Why do you always do this to me?” You gently punched his arm and he grasped his bicep, “I like to think that I am your knight in shining armor. How about that?” Mingi shot you a heart-throbbing smile and you rolled your eyes in mock amusement. You shot him a glare and he held his hands up, “Fine, fine. I like to see you struggle so I can help you because you’re so cute.”

“You know, if you came back a minute later, I would have locked you out of the house.” 

“You wouldn’t do that. You love me too much to do that.”

hIS MuScLES :-0

this is oddly attractive

"You're warm and toasty. I like that."- Yeosang

find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: you’re freezing cold and yeosang is “selfish” that way...but he definitely won’t let you catch a cold ↬ tags: idol! ateez, fem! reader, new year’s eve party!!  ↬ word count: 760 words

“You’re here!” Yeosang greeted you with a high-five. “When I heard that ATEEZ’s greatest chef were putting food on the table on New Year’s Eve, I had to come!” 

“My kiddo is here!” Seonghwa emerged from the kitchen and wrapped you in a bear hug. “Ah, hyung! You’re going to suffocate her!” You laughed when Seonghwa released you and messed up your bangs. ATEEZ was throwing a small BBQ party at the rooftop of their building and Mingi had wanted you to join.

“Yeosang, can you get some more chicken wings? Jongho keeps snacking on them like nobody’s business.” Hongjong snapped the tongs in Jongho’s face and said person ducked while making a funny face. “Oh, and get some more apples! Because somebody keeps trying to split them in half!” Yunho glared at Jongho. Jongho sheepishly smiled at you and you shook your head. “I’ll go with you!” You put down your bag and Yeosang waited for you at the lift.

An awkward silence filled the air but it didn’t last long as when both of you stepped out of the lift, a gush of cold air rushed towards you and both you and Yeosang shivered, “Let’s get this shopping trip over and done with.” Yeosang agreed and together headed towards the nearby grocery market one block down. You wished that you had asked one of the boys to lend you an outer coat because even your hoodie was providing very little warmth. You enviously eyed Yeosang’s much thicker coat as he padded ahead of you.

“I’ll get the chicken wings and you can get the fruits.” Thankfully Yeosang had volunteered to grab the frozen item, sparing you from the freezer section. A quick look at the hanging signs and you found rows of fruit. You grabbed 3 packets of 6 apples and Yeosang gestured at you to hurry. “Wooyoung keeps spamming me, that little devil. Here, I’ll hold this for you.” He offered and with a swipe of his card (or maybe Mingi’s because you swear you saw a “Song” on the card), both of you exited the store and headed back.

“Are you cold?” Yeosang asked when he spotted you rubbing your arms with your freezing hands. You rolled your eyes playfully, “Never felt warmer.” “Can’t do much then. My coat’s only made for one.” He retorted back, a cheeky grin forming on his face. Yeosang huddled you into the lift and he placed the bags of food on the floor. You must have been really cold to the extent your brain’s frozen because you closed the distance between you and Yeosang, pressing your icy face into his warm chest. 

“You’re warm and toasty. I like that.” You sighed and he momentarily paused, his breathing seemed to cease for a second or two and he chuckled. Yeosang’s laughter reverberated through his lithe form, “You could have asked me to buy a heat pack. I stole Mingi’s card.” “But guess who would complain about the chicken wings?” Your voice was muffled by his wooly pullover, yet he heard you. “I know that. Feeling better?” His arms snaked around your waist to pull you closer to him.

“Much. Oh? I think it’s almost reaching the rooftop.” You saw the numbers going up and reluctantly pulled yourself away from his embrace. A soft ding filled the air and Yeosang walked ahead of you and passed Hongjoong the chicken wings. “Dinner’s about to be served!” Seonghwa announced as he set up plates around the table. “Yeosang! You made my baby walk in the cold? How un-gentlemanly!” Wooyoung back-hugged you as San hovered around you and Yeosang reached out to grasp your wrist, “I was just about to bring her to our dorm so I could pass her one!”

You strolled alongside Yeosang after getting out of the lift. “Let me find something warmer for you.” Yeosang dashed into his room and rummaged through his wardrobe for his much warmer coat. He came out of the room and draped it over you, pressing a kiss on your nose. Your eyes widened. “You’re irresistible. I like that.” (He probably referred to the incident just now, but you didn’t want to say anything because you were still trying to register that kiss.)

You hid your happy giggles behind the big coat and he held you in his arms. “Why are you laughing like that?” “It’s nothing really! I...I wasn’t expecting this. Then what are we?” You peeked at him and he pursed his lips.

“How about very good friends that kiss?”

“I can’t believe this.”