SEVENTEEN REACTION,

SEVENTEEN REACTION,

seventeen as “things you said” — prompts by @junhui-pop ( hehe thank you <3 ) VERY LONG !!

승철, scoups “things you said at 1am”

seungcheol is always coming home late, and it’s something you grew used to. it wasn’t something you necessarily minded, but you could never miss the guilt in his eyes when he’d come home at absurd hours of the night, trying to creep around quietly. he feels some what ashamed, the constant reschedule of dates, all the times he’s had to decline you through the phone because he’s just too busy, he can’t help but feel like he’s failed as a boyfriend. and one late night, he climbs into bed and wraps himself around you. he holds you as if you might crumble under his touch & be gone forever, and breathes your scent in with a shaky breath. “thank you,” he whispers. “for always being here, for always loving me.” and while his head is buried in your neck, you can feel a few hot tears puddle up. when you turn around, he tries to hide from you — but you hold his face in your hands and remind him, that you’ll always love him.

정한, jeonghan “things you said when drunk”

“let me tell you something,” jeonghan slurs, slumping against you with his cheek rested on the top of your head. you smirk to yourself and roll your eyes, huffing through your nose with a laugh — you prepare yourself mentally, for the 30 minutes of compliments your boyfriend is about to give you, like every other time he’s had one too many glasses of wine. jeonghan admittedly isn’t good at expressing his genuine emotions and so his drunken self always takes advantage of the confident boost the alcohol gives him. you feel jeonghan press a light kiss to the temple of your head, but you’re sure he was aiming for your cheek. “i really, really cherish you, ya’ know? you mean so much to me, so much more than i let on and i’m sorry if you- if you’re not aware of that,” he says, going between mumbles to borderline shouting. your heart flutters, his words are so much more sincere than usual. “you’re one of the best things that has ever happened to me, i love you so much.” he slurs again, but this time his voice cracks and he pulls away, his glossy eyes finding yours. you smile softly, putting your emotions to one side to drag your boyfriend to bed.

지수, joshua “things you said when you though i was asleep”

it’s the nights when he comes home late from practice, and his whole body feels drained of energy. when he creeps into the silent house, longing for his body to shut down for the night. but when he finally slips into the bed next to you, taking you into his arms — he can’t fall asleep just yet. he ends up admiring you, his heavy eyes fighting off sleep, just so they can drink in your beauty for a few more minutes. he soaks in the feeling of your skin against his. he admires you as much as he can through the pale moonlight that leaks into the bedroom through the curtains, and his heart thuds. he thinks, simply ponders, about how truly precious you are to him. he kisses you once, and he prays that he can do this forever. he can’t help it, dipping down to kiss you once more, as he mumbles to your unconscious state, “please stay with me, for as long as there as stars in the sky.” and he thinks that’s it, and that he can finally settle down — but he catches your lips curl into a smile, eventually a grin and your eyes flutter open. joshua’s face burns in the pure embarrassment of being caught, but when giggles leave your lips, and you tell him how sweet he is, he smiles too.

준휘, junhui “things you said with too many miles between us”

jun hadn’t expected that he’d miss you this much, to the point that he could feel his heart physically clench at every longing thought of you. eventually, phonecalls and voice notes weren’t enough. he needed to hold you, it was like an itch buried deep in his body; that he wasn’t able to reach. every night, every call, you’d count down the days, and sometimes even the minutes and hours that you’d be together again. you watched day by day, the way his eyes grew duller and the way his tone became less enthusiastic, he didn’t even want to talk about his day anymore, he just wanted to see you. he tried to keep it bottled up, but everyone has a point where they break and snap, and fall apart completely. you watched silently, mouth agape, as jun sobbed weakly into his hands. for a few minutes; he couldn’t even form a single coherent sentence and all you could do was watch through a screen. “it’s so hard,” he sniffles, when he calms down. “it’s been months, i just want to see you, i’m sorry i’m barely home, i’m really sorry, i really miss you.” he rambles at some point, but you nod your head attentively to every single word, and when he’s done talking, you lean closer to the camera to remind him of how little time left there is until you see him again.

순영, hoshi “things you said with no space between us”

it wasn’t unusual you found yourself pressed under your boyfriend, both his arms rested either side of you as his face hovers merely a few centimetres above yours, his lips brushing against your own with every soft spoken word. you found it amusing, as hoshi had once told you: ‘what’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine’ but by that you hadn’t thought he meant your own personal space too. but, you really adored the man, so it was never a problem when he’d find his way over to you, pressing you so close to him that your bodies may merge into one. he loves you so much, so much that the fear of losing you at any given moment consumes him fully, twists and knots his stomach violently. and he just needs to hold you, cage you in his arms, to reassure himself that you’re there with him, even if it’s just temporary. but he doesn’t like temporary, he needs you to stay with him. he retracts his head from the crook of your neck, and his eyes immediately find yours. “you’re precious to me, so precious. i’ll do anything to keep you here with me forever.” he says, out of nowhere, and it catches you off guard. you find the anxiousness swimming in his eyes, and your hand cups his cheeks, you reassure him, there’s nothing he needs to do — you’ll stay forever anyways.

원우, wonwoo “things you never said”

he thinks it’s always entertaining to look after you when you’ve had one too many drinks. when he collects you from your friends house and you’re strapped to his arm, your legs barely being able to walk while he giggles to himself. when you’re in the car, your hands reaching to touch his face, truly mesmerised at his beauty — and he has to gently slap your arms away, laughing at you to stop distracting him. when he sits you down in bed and helps you change into your clothes and takes a makeup wipe to your face, running the cloth over your face as you mumble that he’s a true angel from heaven, and he rolls his eyes with a smirk. it’s not unusual for drunk-you to drown him in affectionate words, and so when you’re laid in bed together, his arms holding you close to him as your head rests against his chest, you’re slurring out all kinds of compliments and they all kinda fall deaf to his ears, all but one. “you know, you’re the only guy i’ve ever thought about marrying.” you tell him sleepily, your eyes fluttering shut. wonwoo’s heart almost stops instantaneously. he considers it, telling you that you’re the only person he can picture himself marrying too. but he decides against it, he’ll save that for another time.

지훈, woozi “things you said too quietly”

if there was one thing jihoon wishes he could do better, it’d be expressing his emotions. he’s awkward and stiff when he tries to explain what he really feels — his more tender side. it upsets him, because out of everyone in the world, it’s you that deserves every ounce of love there is to give, and he simply can’t do that. you’ve accepted him blunt attitude, and you never take it to heart, which is something he truly appreciates. you’ve deciphered his own little ways of telling you he loves you, but he wishes he could let you know up front, for the whole world to know! he finds himself in the studio one night, and you waltz in — brightening the room instantly. you hand him a paper bag, containing various of his favourite food and drink and he turns to you with a thankful smile, but he wish he could say more. he pulls you to sit on his lap and plods his headphones onto your head, asking you to listen to whatever he’s working on. he watches you intently, a genuine smile pulling at his lips. he’s bashful, and seriously grateful that the one person he loves most - shows a sincere interest in his biggest passion, and it makes his heart swell, and the words “i love you” fall from his mouth. his face burns red and his eyes grow wide when your head snaps and you rip the headphones off. but the beat of his heart slows when you cock your head to the side, “sorry? i didn’t hear you hoon!” you tell him. he quickly shakes his head, muttering a small “don’t worry” before his eyes dart away from yours. though you never knew what he said, you always had an slight inkling.

zelda’ s note — ^^!! i did not expect it to get this long, i spent almost two hours writing this and only got to woozi’s part,, i feel silly now omg TT. i hope you like it anyway…. the maknae like will be out soon, i’ll try and write it quick!

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What to do when you've crossed a line?

C.(S). Jeonghan x Reader | WC. 1218 | G. Angst| Pt. 3/? | *Jeonghan's POV* |

Part 1 | Part 2

When someone you care for deeply, tell all your secrets to and want to spend all your time with blurts out a love confession to you in the middle of the night, what possible responses could you come up with? 

You could tell them thank you. You could maybe get by with an awkward “oh”. If you weren’t completely caught off guard you could maybe start questioning them. When? Where? How long? Why? And with just their luck you could respond with “finally” but none of those responses came out of Jeonghan when Y/N confessed to him.

Why? Well because…

Why? Why? Why? Because, because, because had been swimming around in his head for days. He didn’t dare to stop you from walking away or chase after you and he stood there, frozen and shocked, watching you walk away from him. 

You needed space, he reasoned with himself, so he walked away, towards his apartment, repeating your words over and over in his head 

“I’m in love with you” “You don’t even care”

He always had an answer for everything. His tongue short, witty, ready for any comment, but never had he felt like he had escaped the ability to think of words much less get them out of his mouth, only yours stayed, knocking around in his head. 

He was a coward, that much evident that he couldn’t even pick up the phone to press your contact. Fear and worry were holding him back but at the same time limiting him. How long can you avoid speaking to your best friend? His friends tried to pry why he suddenly became AWOL for the last three days; he couldn’t even give them an answer.

*Ping* “Where have you been the past few days?” - Mingyu *Ping* “There is a new restaurant near campus, I’ll pay” - Jun *Ping* “How long are you gonna be cooped up at home?” - Seungkwan *Ping* “Are you good?” - Hyungwon *Ping* “You haven’t been to class for a while…everything ok?” - Joshua *Ping* “It’s literally midterm season, are you studying or avoiding exams?” - Woozi

Not a single notification interested him, he knew none of them were yours. How had he taken your presence for granted and now all he wished were for you to message him, even if it was to curse at him, call him names; anything at all would have worked.

Jeonghan hadn’t been hurt in love. He’d fallen in love and fallen out. He’d had his fair of crushes and partners, but you can never prepare for falling in love with your best friend. Losing your most cherished friend comes with a feeling of hollowness, one that leaves you feeling restless and alone. He couldn’t lose you, not like this anyway. He hadn’t eaten, sleep wouldn’t come easy no matter how much he wished it to. He checked his phone despite knowing full well you would never in a million years reach out after the situation he had created for you two. 

Four days was how long it took for Seungcheol to bust down his door and drag him out of the house. 

“You can’t be inside for this long. You need to get out of the house…maybe even clean it up”

Walking up to his bed, Seungcheol pulls off the covers and grabs a hold of Jeonghan’s arms, pulling the man towards him haphazardly trying to get him to a standing position.

Seungcheol’s strength was unmatched, and the most Jeonghan could do was continue being deadweight and cause him enough resistance until Seungcheol let him be, but his friend was nothing if not fucking persistent. Any other time, Jeonghan would appreciate it but he couldn’t find it within himself to face the world, what if everyone laughed at him?

Letting him go, Jeonghan falls back into the lying position Seungcheol had found him in, attempting to sleep without avail.

“She’s on campus today,” Seungcheol mentioned in a tone so nonchalant, hands on hips as if Jeonghan wasn’t mentally beating himself up all week trying to figure out how he could see your face. “Don’t lie to me” “Why would I need to lie to you? I know you probably haven’t seen her in the last four days like a coward,” he replies as he walks towards Jeonghan’s closet. “I saw her as at the campus café after my morning lecture.”

Despite never properly admitting how enamoured he was by you, Jeonghan had spilled everything from the day of the party over the phone to Seungcheol two nights ago. From the dejection in his voice, yet the coolness of his words gave away the façade he was still trying to put up; he was only hurt that his best friend confessed and stopped speaking to him, which was also his fault for enacting by not even a weak effort to leave a voicemail.

The wheels were turning in his head, maybe if Seungcheol could get them to see each other there could still be some salvage to their friendship and perhaps a potential beginning to a future being something more.

Wide-eyed and frozen, Jeonghan’s face is met with a thump of the hoodie and jeans.

“Here, put this on and get down to the car in the next 15 minutes,” Seungcheol yells out walking out of the room.

Never in his life had he rushed to dress faster. He had to see you today and clear up everything, if he didn’t, he could kiss you and your friendship goodbye. 

Seungcheol had said 15 minutes as a courtesy, he hadn’t expected Jeonghan to surge into his car, 7 minutes later, hair a mess, shoes untied (were they on the wrong foot?), phone in hand, yet not even a pencil on him—if he hadn’t picked out the hoodie himself he would have thought a random stranger burst into his car. 

“Let's go,” Jeonghan breathes out, clearly spent from sprinting out of his apartment. “Whoa, hold on, are you going to go to campus like this?” “Nobody is going to care, just drive” “...ok…don’t say I didn’t give a chance to change,” Seungcheol reprimands as he starts the car and begins to reverse out of the parking lot.

The ride to the campus is silent save for Jeonghan’s fingers drumming against in thigh, then the dashboard, then the edge of the door, then again on his thigh.

“Can you maybe not use my car as a drum set?” “I can’t help it. What if Y/N doesn’t let me explain?” “What exactly do you plan to say?” questions Seungcheol.

He knew Jeonghan could likely talk himself out of a literal court case but if he hadn’t been able to face his feelings for you before…His hopes were low.

Pin drop silence. He had been planning all the possible scenarios and speeches he could utter the minute he found the presence of your face in his vicinity, promising himself to not let you walk away again.

“..i..”

The ever-infamous smooth talker Yoon Jeonghan was once again brought into debilitating silence, as if speech was foreign to his lips and thoughts vanished completely.

What was he going to say to you, could he even say anything to you that would make up for how he ghosted you since that night?

Worst of all, would you forgive him?

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The cutie at cashier

C.(S). Vernon x Reader | WC. 368 | G. Fluff |

Saturdays were grocery days. Every Saturday you would wake up, have some breakfast and head to the grocery store with your handy collection of reusable bags. Since it was close by, walking was the more convenient option.

Arriving at the store, you choose a cart and head towards the produce. Within 45 minutes you had picked up any necessary items and headed towards the cashier counter.

It was at that moment that you halted your steps, noticing who was working the counter, Vernon, the new and not to mention super handsome cashier.

You stood in line at the cashier station he was working at. Snapping out of your daydream (of creepily staring at Vernon the cashier) it occurred to you that you had been standing in line for over fifteen minutes, not only you but several other people, some of whom had left for another checkout counter.

What exactly was taking so long?

Cocking your head to the side, you look ahead and find your culprit, Vernon. There he was, scanning the items at a languid pace, boxed items for a long time and produce was a whole other story. His co-workers had to butt in several times to help out, as he was clueless on how to reverse a wrong scanned item.

Nonetheless, you remain patient and wait a couple more minutes as more counters were opened and several people in front left, leaving just you at the counter.

Before starting, he passes you a small but nervous smile and starts to scan the items. Again like the previous times, his co-workers come to his rescue and he mumbles several thanks and apologies and goes back to scanning. The whole process takes longer than expected, but who were you to complain when he looks so cute getting flustered every time he makes a mistake? Finally, with all the items scanned and paid for, he hands you your receipt. Looking sheepish, he thanks you once again for being patient, and wishes you a good day and a goodbye, with another one of his dazzling smiles and a wave.

Your usual Saturdays were quick and ordinary, however, with this new cashier, Saturdays just got a whole lot more interesting.