Helloo >___< This Is My First Time To Do Something Like Thiss So Can You Do Something Like A Reaction

helloo >___< this is my first time to do something like thiss so… can you do something like a reaction of seventeen when they kiss their someone and reader responds w “stop i have a bf” as a joke ! i just saw it on tiktok ! i hope u get it t___t

love u and ur works btw!!! thank you for writing <3 keep on slaying ^__^

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kissing prank with seventeen | OT13

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CHOI SEUNGCHEOL 

𓆩♡𓆪 You decided to prank him as he was leaving for work, thinking he’d be too distracted to notice. “Okay, see you tonight, honey,” he put a hand on your cheek and gave you a quick peck. “What are you doing? I have a boyfriend.” His brain malfunctioned for a second and he just stood there with furrowed brows and a confused face. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND. I’M YOUR BOYFRIEND.” Turns into a whiny, pouty and ANGRY baby, not liking your prank whatsoever. You had to remind him he’d be late for practice, but he’d not care at all. You’d  have to apologise with lots of kisses, but he’d probably still be sulky. 

YOON JEONGHAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 He’d catch onto your prank immediately. You can’t outdo the doer, period. He walked up to you, as you entered the house, kissing you gently. You tried to put on your best act, as you knew he wasn’t easy to fool. “You can’t kiss me, Hannie. I have a boyfriend,” you said in a hushed tone. He’d simply look at you with a straight face and go “yeah, sure. How was work, by the way?” and walked away, with no reaction at all. You’d be a bit sad that it didn’t work, but still, it’s not like you had big expectations for it to work. Jeonghan would notice your reaction to the failed prank and give you some extra kisses as an apology. 

HONG JOSHUA 

𓆩♡𓆪 Would be so confused, because he didn’t understand the prank. “Hey darling, what do you want for dinner?” he’d come up to you and peck the corner of your lips. “Joshua!” “What?” “I have a boyfriend, you can’t kiss me.” You could see his brain trying to comprehend what you’d just said. “Well yeah, I’m your boyfriend?” he’d say and give you a confused look. You’d just roll your eyes and try to explain the prank. At first he’d think that you meant that your relationship was a prank, which made you facepalm yourself. “Forget it. Let’s order dinner.” 

WEN JUNHUI 

𓆩♡𓆪 Please, it would make him so upset. You were watching a TV show, and at some point he leaned in to give you a sweet kiss. “Stop, I have a boyfriend,” you said, trying your best to keep a straight face. “Oh, okay,” he’d say and turn his gaze away from you. It would take him a couple of seconds to understand what exactly you’d just said. He’d scoff at you and scoot to the other edge of the couch, to get as far away from you as he possibly could. “That wasn’t funny,” he’d say and cross his arms, like an angry child. You’d laugh at his reaction and throw yourself at him, hugging him tightly. 

KWON SOONYOUNG 

𓆩♡𓆪 “Get away from me, Soonyoung. I have a boyfriend.” Would be up and ready to fight your imaginary boyfriend. Wouldn't care and wouldn’t listen to you trying to explain that it was just a silly prank, taking it WAY too seriously. It would take some time for him to calm down and listen to you, finally understanding that you didn’t mean what you said. He’d try to give you a silent treatment for making fun of him, but would give up after seeing your upset expression. 

JEON WONWOO

𓆩♡𓆪 Another one that you cannot prank. You’d be at a dinner with your friends, and when he made sure that no one was paying attention, gave you a quick peck on your lips. “Wonwoo, you can’t do that. I have a boyfriend,” you’d try to sound as offended as you could. You’d also give yourself right away, as you started laughing at his unbothered and slightly annoyed expression. He'd probably give you a side eye as well, finding your little prank silly and pointless. “You’re so bad at this, it’s almost hilarious.” In the end, he’d have to apologise in kisses, as you accused him of being mean to you. 

LEE JIHOON

𓆩♡𓆪 Kissing pranks on Jihoon is like one of the worst ideas ever, you’re not sure what exactly had gotten into you. It would be on one of the rare occasions where he would kiss out of his own will. “Stop,” you’d put a hand on his chest. “I have a boyfriend.” His face would go blank, no emotions apparent whatsoever. He’d roll his eyes at you and smirk with a head shake. “You seriously thought this would work?” he’d ask. “No?” Lesson learned, never try to prank Jihoon. 

XU MINGHAO 

𓆩♡𓆪 One of the many drama queens. “You look adorable today,” he’d giggle and kiss you lovingly. “Stop Hao, I have a boyfriend,” you’d say and push him away. The second these words left your mouth, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened in disbelief. At first he wouldn't be able to say anything, being taken aback with your words, but would throw a tantrum right after. He’d gesticulate with his hands in annoyance and get so petty with you, making you taste your own medicine. Would probably ignore you for the rest of the day, until he started to miss you. 

KIM MINGYU 

𓆩♡𓆪 You loved tricking Mingyu, as he almost never caught up to the fact that he was being pranked. He’d kiss you before going to bed, already half asleep. “I have a boyfriend, Mingyu, you can’t just kiss me.” you’d say in a worried tone, making his eyes go wide in surprise. “Oh, right. Sorry,” he’d say and waddle to the bedroom. You’d stay in the same place, crossing your arms and waiting for him to realise. “YOU HAVE A WHAT?” he’d yell from the bedroom. Would be so sad and sulky after, you’d have to be the small spoon for the night, reassuring you that he’s your one and only. 

LEE SEOKMIN 

𓆩♡𓆪 Don’t do this to him. Just don’t. He’d lean to give you a peck, but you’d stop him before he could reach you. “I’m sorry, but I have a boyfriend.” He’d give you an apologetic look and say that it’s okay. He was about to continue what he was doing before, but as he saw your eyes welling up in tears from trying to hold in your laughter, he would understand he was being pranked. He would jokingly start yelling at you, and whine that you’re just being mean to him. You wouldn’t be able to resist his cute expression and kiss his lips and cheeks in a silent apology.

BOO SEUNGKWAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 Another drama queen. “Stop this Seungkwan. I have a boyfriend, you can’t kiss me.” Would throw hands and whine until you didn’t apologise and even then he would still be SO petty. Would not return any of your affection for the rest of the day, side eyeing you constantly and scoffing at everything you’d say. If anyone asked what was wrong, he'd spend the next ten minutes complaining how annoying and ungrateful you are. Would not even bother to listen to your explanation, saying right away, that he doesn’t find your pranks funny. 

CHWE VERNON 

𓆩♡𓆪 No reaction, face blank. He’d plop next to you on the couch, leaning in to kiss you on the cheek. “Stop, I have a boyfriend,” you’d distance yourself from him, reaching casually for the snacks laying on the table. Would look at you with a straight face, not amused at all. “Where did you get that from? Tik tok?” He couldn’t help but laugh when he saw your annoyed expression, which meant that in fact yes, you got it from Tik Tok. “Ugh, you’re no fun.” “Sure I am, your pranks just suck.” 

LEE CHAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 This baby. You heard about the prank from your friends, and you were curious how your boyfriend would react. “I had so much fun today,” he said, as you neared your apartment. He’d stop under one of the post lamps and give you a passionate kiss. You'd push him away “Chan, I have a boyfriend,” you’d say seriously. His heart would break at those words and sadness would appear on his face. “Wha- What do you mean you have a boyfriend?” Seeing his reaction, you wouldn’t have the heart to keep it going and hug him tightly, as you explained that it was simply a prank.

ミღ new rules — series masterlist

... a svt performance unit x mafia au series !

status. 0/4 completed genre. smut (18+), angst, fluff, mafia au, dark content warnings. kidnapping, mentions of blood, violence, & guns, murder / death. individual stories will have different warnings so please refer to the tags listed in each one before reading *these stories do not take place in the same universe* join the taglist or send me an ask!

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how seventeen react to being accidentally called the wrong name

requested by anon: "hello! i wanted to send this in since ur requests are open, so if it's okay what do u think svt's reactions would be if u call them by the wrong name? (it could be on an accident or part of some prank, up to you) hehe."

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seungcheol, hoshi, junhui, seungkwan

offended. heartbroken. cannot believe that you'd even Think of him as someone else. looks behind him when you call him another name, eyes going wide when he realizes that you'd accidentally called him the wrong name. sulks for hours, doesn't let you ask the question you'd originally wanted to ask when you'd called for him. needs to be consoled with kisses and pouty apologies and a promise that you'll wear a shirt with his name printed on it in neon pink. you're still only half sure that he was joking about getting it custom-made for you. 

jeonghan, joshua, wonwoo, minghao, chan

doesn't bat an eye. at least, that's what he leads you to think. doesn't react outwardly when you call him by another member's name and just smiles when you apologise. but then when it's his turn to speak he's calling you every name other than your own. calls you by your mom's name, your dad's name, the name of the pet fish you had when you were five that had died from overfeeding. even calls you his own name. does it with a completely straight face, and does it for literally an entire week. he's not letting go of your mishap that easily. 

woozi, mingyu, dokyeom, vernon

has a mini existential crisis. you call out to him "chan!! come look at this!!" so naturally and without batting an eye that he kind of just responds automatically, before reeling backwards and being like 'wait what????' blinks so adorably confusedly that once you realise what you've done, you're laughing into him and pinching his cheeks because he just looks so cute. literally thought that he was chan for all of three seconds and was like "am i not who i think i am?", and is just the cutest. 

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in a daisy for you | w.jh

pairing: badboy!junhui x fem!reader

genre: fluff

w/c: 1K

warnings: none

summary: nothing can stop wen junhui from constantly following you around and asking you out. but maybe this time might be different?

a/n: this is so cute, someone do this for me

Junhui pulled up outside of the library, the rumble of his motorbike fading as he switched off the engine. He removed his helmet, revealing a head of perfectly styled dark locks. His fingers ran through his hair, ensuring it was just right. The silver earrings hanging from his ear glinted in the sunlight as he adjusted his leather jacket, leaning casually against his bike as he waited. The anticipation of seeing you put a mischievous grin on his face. 

“I told you not to wait for me anymore, Wen,” you called out, your voice laced with a scowl. 

Junhui turned around, his wolfish grin undeterred. Despite your scowl, he could sense a glimmer of excitement in your eyes. "Come on, Y/n, admit it. You're happy to see me," he teased, giving you a playful once-over. "You stopped wearing those skirts I love." 

A pink flush spread across your cheeks. "It's cold, Wen," you retorted, defending your choice of practical jeans over a short skirt in the chilly weather. 

"I know a way to make you hot, both of us hot," he replied, his voice laced with suggestion. He ran his tongue over his lip, twirling a strand of your hair around his fingers. 

Rolling your eyes, you responded firmly, "Go bother someone else, Wen. I'm not interested, as I've said a hundred times." You pushed past him, determined to brush off his advances. However, Junhui wasn't willing to let you slip away so easily. He reached out and grabbed your wrist, gently spinning you back around to face him. The space between you narrowed, and your breath hitched at the proximity. One small step forward, and your lips would have met. 

But instead of making a move, Junhui surprised you by saying, "I've got something for you." He noticed your reluctance and added, "Close your eyes." 

You protested, "Why? Are you going to kidnap me or something?" 

A mischievous smile danced on his lips. "Or something. Now just close them," he insisted, his voice tinged with a hint of excitement. Reluctantly, you shut your eyes, suppressing the urge to sneak a peek. The silence hung in the air, and you hoped he wouldn't do anything foolish. After a moment, Junhui carefully placed something in your hair. "Now open." 

Slowly, you reached up, pulling out what he had placed in your hair. In your palm lay a delicate, single daisy. Confusion flickered across your face as you looked at Junhui. Sensing your bewilderment, he brought out a beautifully arranged bouquet from behind his back. Blushing, you admired the bouquet, noticing the elegant white flowers with delicate touches of yellow. It was clear that this gift must have cost a significant amount of money. 

Junhui was known as a typical "bad boy," someone who enjoyed casual flings, but he wasn't the type to steal. You knew that much. So, he must have bought the bouquet for you.

"These flowers symbolize innocence and purity, just like you," he explained with a boyish grin. "Do you like them?" 

Your eyes softened as you looked at the bouquet in awe. "Yeah, I love them," you replied sincerely, twirling the flowers in your hands. "They must have cost a lot." 

"Well, if it's for you, then it was worth every penny," Junhui said, his affection for you shining through his words.

Curiosity getting the better of you, you questioned, "But why did you do it?" 

Junhui ran a hand through his recently dyed black hair, replacing the previous blonde. "Because I like you," he confessed, reaching out to hold your hand. Surprisingly, you didn't pull away, allowing him to lace his fingers with yours. "And yeah, I really like you."

Your skepticism lingered as you replied, "You don't like me, Junhui. You think you like me, but it's different." 

Frustration tinged his voice as he countered, "It isn't! You don't understand, Y/n. I like you in a way that I want to date you. I know you might bring up my past behavior, but I've changed. I've changed for you. You're amazing and incredible, and words can't describe you. I like the way your cheeks flush when I compliment you, the way you're so smart and talented that the teachers adore you. I don't think you realize how long I've been crushing on you. You have this ability to make people smile when you walk into a room. There are times when you're just so perfect that I can't believe you're even in my life. I know you might hate me and think I'm some kind of playboy, but I promise I won't be like that anymore. I just want you to know that I really do like you, and if you're willing, I'd love to take you out." 

His words held a sincerity you hadn't witnessed before. It wasn't that you didn't like Junhui; deep down, you did. But you had reservations, afraid of getting hurt. Nibbling on your bottom lip, you weighed your options, contemplating whether to give him a chance. After all, he had been pining over you for a month. 

Finally, you relented, saying, "Fine. I'll give you a chance." You watched as Junhui's face lit up with joy, a genuine smile spreading across his lips. "Thanks for the flowers as well," you added, twirling the bouquet in your hands. 

"You won't regret it, Y/n," he assured you, his eyes filled with hope. 

"I hope I don't," you replied, offering him a sweet smile. "I have to go now, but thanks for waiting for me." Standing on your tiptoes, you fluttered your eyes shut and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Junhui's face turned as red as a tomato, caught off guard by your affectionate gesture. He coughed, trying to regain his composure, as you giggled and turned to leave, your books in one hand and the bouquet of daisies in the other. 

By the time Junhui snapped out of his daze, you had already disappeared from sight. He brought his hand up to his cheek, feeling the warmth where your lips had touched. Blushing, he whispered to himself, "It's going to be a good day." With newfound determination, Junhui made a silent vow to cherish this opportunity and show you that his feelings were genuine.

“for old times sake” + performance unit

scenarios with svt’s performance unit based off of this post. cws: angst lmao, some angst some fluff—mainly bittersweet, non idol!au, gender-neutral!reader (no pronouns mentioned), unedited.

jun: you’re at a wedding, not yours or his, but you’re both there and almost everything is like what you both once dreamed of—but it’s not for you or him.

you saw him when he arrived hours before but only acknowledged eachother with a quick nod before resuming whatever you had been doing prior. it isnt until couples are filling the dance floor as soft music plays through the speakers that he finally approaches you. or did you approach him? perhaps you met eachother halfway, neither of you seem to really mind.

its been so long since you’ve last seen him. you had both come to the agreement that a relationship wasn’t possible. not yours at least. your paths were leading you both two separate ways and while there are—and have been—occasions where your paths briefly intertwine, it would not last. despite the mutual decision you both came to four years, you still haven’t moved on to somebody new. and with the way he held and guided you so gently out to the dance floor, it appears like he hasn’t either.

“for old times sake,” he had reasoned when you looked at him confusingly at his offer of a dance. “this was once our dream, no?”

it was. from the venue to the season down to the song for the first dance, this wedding had been what the two of you once hoped to experience at your own wedding one day. you hope in another life, somehow, the circumstances were better.

“for old times sake.” you repeat after him, allowing yourself to savour the moment instead of dwelling over what once was and what could’ve been. what’s done has been done and you both knew deep down, it wouldn’t have worked in the way you would’ve liked no matter how hard you tried. not in this life at least, so while the chance is there, you hold onto him just a little tighter—as he does to you—and lose yourself to the rhythm of what could’ve been.

hoshi: “soonyoung?” your voice is groggy from sleep, eyes barely even open as your prop yourself up on your elbow with the phone to your ear.

the line is silent for a brief moment, save for some shuffling, before you finally hear his voice. “y/n hey, did i wake you?”

if you were even half awake, you would’ve shot him a sarcastic remark but you were far too exhausted right now so you figured simply agreeing with him would be easiest.

oh how wrong you were.

when he finally ended the call with a quick “thank you so much, i’m about twenty minutes away right now. i’ll text you when i’m there.” your head hit the pillow once again and just as you were about to fall into sleeps embtace once again, his words finally registered in your mind and you nearly shot out of bed at the realization.

unfortunately for you, he was already on his way to your apartment and the guilt would eat you alive if you were to suddenly turn him down when he had called asking if he could crash at your place. tapping your phone, you groaned at the reflected time: 2:37am.

might as well get up, he’ll be here soon anyways. you thought to yourself as you slowly got up from the comfort of your bed, already missing the warmth you so desperately wanted to crawl back into.

heading to the the kitchen, you got yourself a glass of water and decided to sit by the island until you got his text. in the silence, you could hear the soft pitter patter of rain outside your window and you wondered what could’ve possibly happened for him to have called you out of all people asking to spend the night. typically you don’t crash at your ex’s place after a breakup.

i’m here! you read the text and smile as you hear the soft shuffling outside your front door.

“hey.” he greets you warmly when you open the door. his jacket is soaked but he shakes off the excess water before stepping foot into your apartment and you silently thank him for the action before closing the door behind him.

“do you need to take a shower?” you asked and he shook his head.

“it’s fine really, just need a place to spend the night. i won’t stay long, promise.” he says and you wonder if it’s the exhaustion that says it’d be fine if he did. the drawer filled with his clothes still remain anyways.

“thank you, i’ll be fine. go back to sleep, i’m sorry for waking you.” he’s gently pushing you towards the direction of your bedroom but you only move an inch before you’re turning back towards him with a small frown. “what?”

“i cant let you sleep on the couch.”

“then the ground.”

“soonyoung!”

he bites back a grin, only adding fuel to your slightly annoyance that he only finds adorable.

“come,” you give him no time to protest before grabbing his hand and guiding him towards to your room. “i’ll get you a blanket.”

he stands awkwardly by your bed after taking off a few layers, leaving him in only a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants while you rummage through your closet for a spare blanket. you hand it to him with a nod before getting back to bed, your exhausting weighing heavy as you fight sleep just long enough to watch him crawl onto the bed with you, leaving a noticeable distance between you two.

a smile makes its way to your lips but sleep seems to reach you quicker as a quiet “night soonie.” reaches his ears and despite having lived in this apartment with you some time ago, it feels awfully new now that the two of you are no longer together. everything seems unfamiliar now, yet this feels oddly nostalgic.

“y/n?” he calls softly, watching as you mumbled something he couldn’t quite make out in response. the only coherent thing he could catch was his name before you’re suddenly inching closer to him making his hold his breath.

“y/n.” he tries again to no avail, seeing as you’re now nearly curled up against his chest. despite having asked for a place to sleep for the night, he finds it difficult to even try falling asleep when his mind is struggling to process what is happening and what he should do. he didn’t want to overstep but he also feared possibly waking you up again if he tried to get you to roll back onto the opposite side of your bed.

it also didn’t help that you looked so peaceful like this.

i’ll be gone be gone before sunrise. he eventually told himself. he would be gone before you woke up and neither of you would have to worry about what happened. it would be like he was never here in the first place.

closing his eyes, he selfishly allowed himself to savour moment as your soft breaths lulled him to sleep.

“for old times sake.” he told himself. he would be home by sunrise, and the two of you would go back to being strangers.

now if only he had actually left before sunrise.

minghao: “oh my bad,” your voice startles the man sitting idly on the swing. “i thought no one would be here, i didn’t- i should go-”

he calls your name as you begin to turn around. you’ve forgotten how it sounds rolling off his tongue.

“yeah?” you turn towards him, and when you do, he’s gesturing to the empty swing seat beside him and you know deep down you should just leave, you need to get over him and while avoiding him isn’t necessarily the smartest thing, it’s easier than fighting to not fall for him all over again. but then he’s flashing you that charming smile and reasoning that it’s “for old times sake” and you find it hard to say no to him. it always has—but somehow not when he first brought up the idea of ending it. you push the thought to the back of your mind for now. and so, despite your head screaming at you to turn around and walk back home, you find yourself sitting on a swing set beside minghao as he listens to you talk about the stars up in the sky.

you were hesitant at first, only briefly making small talk before he curiously asked about a particular constellation it’s the first one you ever showed him. there’s a fond expression on his face as looks at you—distracted and all too consumed by the stars above—that hasn’t seemed to disappear even after your relationship came to an end.

he wonders, sometimes, if the stars remembered when he’d bring you to this park every night when you were younger, listening closely as you talked about whatever it was that was currently on your mind. he wonders if they remembered watching the two of you; reckless, young, but oh so inlove with one another. he wonders if they remember how many nights he's sat here, heart aching in his hands as he wished for anything that could make him yours again.

they do remember, and perhaps it is out of pity that tonight, the stars seem to shine brighter as if allow you the moment you’ve relived so many times in your youth. for old times sake.

dino: your friends weren’t good at being subtle. or at least you hoped they were trying to be subtle.

your relationship with chan had ended two years ago and despite choosing to still remain friends, it was evident that your friends seemed to believe that there was still a chance of relighting that old flame. perhaps they weren’t wrong.

“it looks like its going to be just us.” chan said when he realized that the rest of your friends had already paired up whilst in line, leaving the two of you left as the ferris wheel operator motioned for the two of you to get on. he flashed you a small smile, almost apologetic, as he extended a hand out for you to take.

glancing up at the pods your friends now occupied, you shot them a scowl before hastily taking his hand and getting into the pod of your own. his hand still in yours even after you’ve both even seated and the ride started. you didn’t notice until he readjusted his hand so that your fingers were now intertwined and you looked down at your hands in slight horror.

he simply gave you a smile before turning to look out at the shoreline. “for old times sake.” he said, referencing to your first ‘date’ where nearly the same situation had happened. the only difference between them and now was that at the top of the ferris wheel chan had finally confessed after months of claiming to be ‘just friends’. this time, he only holds onto your hand tightly, squeezing it almost reassuringly while avoiding your gaze altogether.

“chan?”

his expression was soft when he looked at you, the devotion he still holds for you practically leaking out as he hummed in acknowledgment at your call.

“nothing.” you replied, giving his hand a squeeze. he smiled in return.

for old times sake.

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