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"WHO ATE MY COOKIE BECAUSE I'M ABOUT TO BEAT...! I mean bring you out on a date!" - DK (Seokmin)

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: who stole the cookie from the cookie jar~? not seokmin for sure! ↬ tags: student! seokmin, student! + gn! reader, ft. student! seungkwan & hoshi ↬ word count: 366 words

It was another (boring) study session with Soonyoung, Seungkwan and Seokmin, and you were starting to feel the afternoon heat get to you. “I hate drawing trigonometric graphs. They suck.” Seungkwan slammed his ruler and pencil on the table, huffing at the tough mathematics question. “You should see how hard electrolysis is. My brain’s about to split.” Although the four of you are of different ages, as students you guys have your fair share of pain when it comes to schoolwork.

“I wonder if our happy virus here has any snacks.” Soonyoung got up and walked to the fridge. Seokmin was taking a “toilet break” (Seungkwan thinks he is playing a round of PUBG) and there was no one else in his house. “Ew, fruit. Oh! Cookie!”  He pulled out a bag of cookies. Famous Amos cookies.

You fished out a couple and popped the palm-sized cookies into your mouth, savoring the crunch and sweet chocolate taste. “I’ve never tried Famous Amos cookies. I heard they are the best of the best!” Seungkwan waited his turn as Soonyoung dipped his hand into the bag, “Yeah! I didn’t think that Seokmin would buy—”

“WHO ATE MY COOKIE BECAUSE I’M ABOUT TO BEAT…!” Seokmin started as he pointed to Soonyoung who had his hand in the bag. Seungkwan raised his hands in a “surrender” pose and you accidentally bit on your cookie, the sound filling the air. “I mean bring you out on a date!” Soonyoung’s mouth hung open and Seungkwan’s eyes darted to you. “A date?”

“I didn’t even give you permission to eat that!” Seokmin changed the subject. “Hyung! Get your hand out of the bag!” Soonyoung did as told. “Oops? I don’t mind going on a date though.” You shrug your shoulders. 

“D-date? I-I…?” Seokmin fumbled and was clearly flustered, his face red. You burst out laughing at his reaction, covering your mouth with your hands. “I can’t believe you would fall for that! Good one!” Seungkwan stuck his tongue out at Seokmin while fist-bumping you.

“Hey. If I could I would bring you out on a date, but now that I know this was a prank, y’all are going to get it from me!”

"You can safely assume that I’m smiling whenever I text or call you." - Hoshi

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: hoshi cheers you up because you miss him! ↬ tags: idol! hoshi, gn! reader ↬ word count: 390 words

“I miss you.” Soonyoung laid in bed as he cradles his phone next to his ear. “Me too. I wish I had you all to myself, but Seventeen needs a hype man.” He hears your rueful laugh and relaxes a bit. 

“Tell me about your day.” Soonyoung heard you ask and he rattled off about how smooth dancing rehearsal went, the food he ate with the Seventeen members, what he bought for you and his anticipation for the concert the next day. 

The concert was also the sole reason that Soonyoung opted to stay at the dorms which were closer to Pledis Entertainment. He had wanted so desperately to be in your presence. 

Soonyoung paused to catch his breath but when he heard nothing from your end, he questioned, “Sweetie, are you okay?”

“Yeah! I’m fine. I just...feel pretty lonely in bed right now. I want you beside me.” Soonyoung couldn’t see you but could already picture the pout on your face as you hug the big teddy bear he had won for you at a carnival. He had to bring your spirits up and he thought of a pick-up line, “Kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist right?” A moment of silence passed and Soonyoung felt a little upset that he wasn’t beside you to cheer you up.

“I’m sorry for being unable to make you a little happier—” He then listened to your soft, partly suppressed laughter and a big smile was up on his face. “I thought you were really sad about me not being with you.”

“Soonyoung, you can safely assume that I’m smiling whenever I text or call you. Hearing your voice makes me feel a thousand times better, though it would be best to have you beside me. The bed is lonely.”

He heard the rustling of the bedsheets and knew that you were about to sleep. “Go ahead and sleep. It’s still daytime here.” “Mhm. But I want to hear your voice again. I don’t want to be the last one to end the call.” Soonyoung strained his ears and could make out more rustling sounds. 

“How about I sing you a song and I end the call so I’ll be the last one?” He took your silence as an agreement and begun to sing one of Seventeen’s songs: Smile Flower.

“그래서 눈물 나도록 고맙고 더 미안해 꽉 안아주고만 싶어도 왠지 모르는 불안함에...”

“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.”

"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.”