"Hello?"

"Hello?"

“Hey...I’m downstairs.”

“Okay, wait for me. I’ll be right down.”

“Hey,” Seungcheol says, hair blowing in the gentle breeze.

“Hey you.” You reply quietly, walking over to take a seat on the bench next to him.

He sees your mildly red eyes and frowns, upset. “I’m sorry.”

Your head jerks up at that. “What?” You ask incredulously. “Why are you apologising? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“For running off like that.” He sighs. “I must have made you upset.”

“I get it, Cheol.” You place a hand on his. “I get why you misunderstood and I’m sorry for that too-”

“No, no! Don’t be sorry! You didn’t know. And I figured I was overreacting because you didn’t feel the-” He stops himself, embarrassed.

“What did you say?” You ask, eyes wide.

“N-nothing!”

“No, tell me. What were you going to say?” You insist.

“I..I mean I like you a lot and I was jealous so that’s why I overreacted! And I know you maybe don’t feel the same so you got confused about why I was so angry and I swear I didn’t want to tell you this way-” He puts his head in his hands.

“Seungcheol-”

“And you can ignore me for the rest of my life! I won’t be mad and I’m literally so sorry you have to hear this-”

“Seungcheol!” You take his shoulders to make him look at you.

“H-huh?”

“Seungcheol… who told you that… I don’t feel the same?” You ask, trying not to smile at his utterly bewildered expression.

“What?”

“I’m not sure if anyone’s told you, and by that I mean Han or Gyu,” you continue, slightly smiling now. “I don’t go out with people I’m not interested in.”

“You-”

“I can literally show you my texts with Han,” you say, shrugging. “I called you the cute library boy at the start, and I freaked out after we had breakfast the other day.”

"But-"

"And the bouquet you got me," You carry on, "The flowers are still alive and just as pretty. I ordered a vase for them, and it came late so I was so worried they were gonna wilt before I got it. I arranged it really nicely, you know."

He blushes at the mention of the flowers, and you laugh at how red his ears have gone. “…Same. The freaking out, I mean,” he admits shyly. “Minghao blocked me after that and didn’t talk to me because I wouldn’t shut up.”

“You’re cute!” You let out a giggle, and reach out to pinch his beetroot-coloured cheeks.

“Stop it,” He pouts. “I still got the wrong idea and it was silly of me not to just ask.”

“Don’t be silly.” You wave his apology off. “I made you misunderstand. So we're even. We were just both being idiots.”

“I’m your idiot.” He suddenly says, and as if it was even possible, you swear he blushes even more. But before he can retract what he said, you nod confidently, reaching out to hug him. He immediately pulls you in, rocking you back and forth and smoothing out your hair.

“Yep,” you say, arms wrapping around his middle. “You’re my idiot. I’m your idiot, too. If we’re both going to be idiots, we may as well be together.”

“So let’s get together,” he says as he suddenly pulls away, eyes wide, in a sudden burst of confidence. A couple days from now, he will scream into his pillow in embarrassment upon recollection. But for now, his smile is so wide it’s hurting his cheeks.

He leans forward, his grin now turning a bit cheeky.

“I hope you have no objections?”

The smile and accompanying nod you give in return is so bright, it beats any sun and moon and gold and promise he’s ever seen.

The sound of your laughter carries on as you launch yourself into his awaiting arms. His eyes squeeze shut as he entwines himself around you, soaking in the bliss and the joy that is you both, together.

Seungcheol's sitting down at his desk. He just made sure you got into the building safely before he trekked back to his own.

The inspiration for his song hits him as soon as remembers the look on your face. The lyrics he pens down in his notebook flow through him like water, so easily and so smoothly it's like he always knew it in the back of his head and in his heart.

But he didn't, actually, not until now. But he knows he'll never forget.

The flowers look a little more vibrant to you. Alive, breathing, just being, even as they sit in your vase that came late. You never knew flowers could look this beautiful.

Maybe the magic had a little to do with the sender.

You snap a photo of the flowers again for memory's sake, their shadows dancing against the wall in your darkened room. When you look at the photo, they're beautiful, but they're not the same as the ones you're seeing. You laugh out in relief and joy, and lay back on your bed, eyes already closing from the excitement of tonight.

It's okay if you didn't see it in the photo. You didn't need a photo to remember it, anyway. You'd never forget.

bonus: after they get home!

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

09. objection?

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writer's note: one chap before the last :( we're coming to the end of my first ever series! sad to let this go but also excited for what's to come in the future 🥲thank you for reading ✨

ok so i’m getting started on consciously reblogging fics and this gotta be the first one bcs this was a masterpiece!!!! extra thank you for supporting my work 😭🥹

tom and jerry | joshua hong

☆ pairing: joshua hong x gn!reader

☆ synopsis: joshua keeps dropping painstakingly obvious hints on twitter

☆ genre: one-shot smau, fluff

☆ warnings: swearing

☆ a/n: this was loosely inspired by 💬🗯️💭 THOUGHTS ??? by @itadorins and obvious by @suhnshinehaos

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☆ a/n: this did nothing to cure my joshua brainrot. in fact, it made it worse. anyways, i hope you enjoyed this as much as i enjoyed writing it. as always, i appreciate all comments, likes and reblogs!

(and you guys are right! i should stop writing one-shots and focus on my cheol smau😭)

OKAY HELLO i think i may need some advice!!!

recently i couldn’t find a blog i really enjoyed reading from (i got the never heard of ‘em message lol), and i saw another blog reblogging their content around the same time, but i couldn’t view their content when i clicked on it. when i searched it up, i found out that writers could block me because i don’t tend to reblog, only like :(

i first want to give a huge apology to any writers that may have blocked me because i haven’t reblogged their content! i get that it could seem very unmotivating, especially when your work is amazing.

to be honest, i haven’t exactly grasped the concept of reblogs vs likes (i am VERY grateful for both, and for everyone who’s read my short work so far, i really appreciate it and thank you so much 😭🥰)

for me, i tend to only like the posts i enjoy, and only recently have i started reblogging. but i’ve enjoyed their content and stories all the same! so i got a lil confused

i went to check out a few other blogs i enjoy and some of them mentioned that they would block readers if they only liked without reblogging. DISCLAIMER i have no issue with that!!! their blog, their rules. but could i ask why writers would block? GENUINE QUESTION so i understand and don’t make the same mistake in the future

meanwhile i’ll start getting into the habit of reblogging! i know it’s a form of support for the writers who take time and effort to make amazing stories :) i just felt a lil sad that i couldn’t read their work anymore bcs i didn’t see their rules properly

ok thanks for listening to me have a nice day/night love youuuu, thank you sm for all the support so far

played dar+ling for my radio talkset and my lecturer said “that’s a nice song” UNDERSTATEMENT!

That writers room must’ve treated the Last Olympian as some sort of bible because they truly Get the idea that Percy does not like the gods. that he does what he does in spite of his opinion. They make sure that the audience knows that Percy doesn’t find this fair and that he doesn’t like this. That he and Luke are more similar then they expect.

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“Please, please pick up.” You mutter, jabbing at the call icon on Seungcheol’s contact.

It’s interrupted by Jeonghan’s call. “Hey. How’s it going?”

“Bad,” You sigh sadly. “He isn’t picking up and I can’t get into any room in his building without a music student card.”

“Oh…” Jeonghan lets out a breath. “I’m with the other two. I’ll hit them for you, if it helps.”

“No, probably not right now,” You reply, but you hear two consecutive yelps of “Ow!” in the background. You laugh reluctantly. “Right, does Minghao know where he could be? Other than his block.”

There’s a shuffle, and Minghao’s voice comes on the phone. “Hey. Uhh...he’s usually up in his studio or at the library. Or else the garden downstairs of the library. You went there yet?”

“No,” You say. “I panicked and didn’t even think about the library. I went straight to his block. I’ll go there now.”

He hums in agreement and you hang up, running in the direction of the library.

Seungcheol is full-on moping and sulking. He knows he shouldn’t, since you’re not technically together, but he thought this was going so well.

He was absolutely whipped for you, he could easily admit. When you said you were busy, he felt sad that he couldn’t share your stress and meet you to comfort you.

The day after you went out with him for the very first time, he went to the library for his shift and smiled the whole day. Minghao told him he needed help, and he didn’t even get offended.

And now… Seungcheol doesn’t know what to feel. His phone has been buzzing for a while, and he knows it’s probably Minghao asking where the hell he’s gone. Minghao must have been so confused when he came back to the cafe for Seungcheol to just disappear.

He turns his phone over when he gets a call, and he sees your name flashing on his screen. He sighs and leans back against the headboard of his bed.

His hand reaches for his phone… and pauses. The vibration stops after a while, and when he opens up his phone, he sees five missed calls from you, and about twenty texts, from you and Minghao.

His fingers hover over your contact, and he makes his decision. He turns the phone back face down, lying down and wrapping himself in his blanket.

“He’s not here!” You’re half-crying into the phone.

“None of those places?”

“None!”

“Maybe he’s at the dorm.” Minghao says. “I’ll go back there and see. You can’t go in the boys’ dorm anyway.”

“Okay, call me.”

Jeonghan and Mingyu turn up to bring you back to your dorm, and when they see your eyes, red and a little swollen with crying, they’re quick to comfort you.

“Don’t cry.” Jeonghan coos, swiping at your cheeks. "You didn't know. It was an honest mistake.”

Mingyu seems worse off than you, starting to sniffle slightly after he sees your tears. “I’m sorry!” He babbles. “I didn’t mean to make him misunderstand — I feel awful. Wasn't my intention, promise!”

“You two, don’t cry!” Jeonghan laughs, pulling you both into a hug. “It’s okay! Minghao’s gonna find him and we’ll make sure you both talk. Don’t — oh, man, my shirt!” He switches up and starts complaining as Mingyu starts full-on crying into his shoulder.

After they walk you back, you hug them in thanks, and they rock you back and forth to stop your tears.

At least, as funny as it looked, you had two friends who would cry with you, and another new friend who would walk around the whole school just to find the boy you were irrevocably head over heels for.

“This gotta stop.” Minghao says, leaning against the doorframe of Seungcheol’s room.

“What?” Seungcheol sniffles. He’s under his blankets, music playing in the background to distract him. He has his lyric notebook in front of him and he’s trying to write, but he keeps dropping his pen and leaning back, mouth turned down in a semi-permanent frown.

“The running off. I was making calls and running around, you know?” Minghao stretches and winces when his back cracks.

“Mhmm.”

“It was a misunderstanding, Cheol.”

At that, he looks up. “Huh?”

“It was..one of our ideas. Jeonghan and Mingyu and me.”

Seungcheol wipes his tears and sits up straight. “What’re you talking about?”

“We may or may not have wanted to speed you two up. So we may or may not have made a plan to get you both to the cafe. We’re sorry for that. But she isn’t dating Mingyu, idiot.”

Seungcheol can’t believe his ears now. “You what?!”

Minghao shrugs. “No one guessed you’d misunderstand and disappear on us. Y/N’s been panicking for hours. Cried once on the phone.”

“She cried?” Seungcheol looks panicky. Then his eyes narrow. “So you three were meddling-”

“Oh my god you two are exactly the same,” Minghao groans. “We’re sorry! But you two were crushing on each other so bad and none of you were doing anything about confessing!”

“We would have gotten together on our own!” Seungcheol cries out. “Don’t people usually go out a few times before getting together for real?”

“Match made in heaven, really,” Minghao shakes his head. “You were so excited for the study date— just studying! And Jeonghan told me Y/N wouldn’t shut up about it either. And I know you, you would never confess on your own."

Seungcheol flops back down on his bed. “She hates me now. I ran off before I let her explain.”

“It’s alright, she doesn't hate you. She feels more sorry than anything.”

“What?! What do you mean? No, no, no! I should be sorry!” Seungcheol cries out in a panic again, shoving his head in his hands and melting down.

Minghao leaves his room in a frustrated huff.

જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law

💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.

oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?

💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader

💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!

08. perdendosi

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writer's note: a/n: in music theory, perdendosi is an expression used to describe 'getting gradually quieter and dying away'. thought it was a good metaphor to use and a good chance to refresh my crusty music knowledge lmao thank you for reading ✨