Open For Requests!!

★ ··· open for requests!! <3 (soft thoughts, fic, drabble etc. for svt!)

“Favourite.” — Choi Seungcheol

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff . one-shot . cute

⋆ pairings : dad!seungcheol x f!reader ⋆ warning : none! (let me know if there is ^^) ⋆ wc : 0.5k [✉️] · What could be worse than not being his own little babygirl's favourite? According to Seungcheol.

⋆ - note : yes I'm back after like one month<3.... BUT THIS IS THE FIRST DAD FIC IVE WRITTEN ^^ hope you enjoy it!

"Why? don't you like daddy?"

"No, no!"

You heard your shared bedroom filled with the sounds of your husband and daughter having a lighthearted argument. You slightly open the door and peek inside.

"What's going on?" As you ask, Seungcheol turns to face you with a pouty and sulky expression on his face.

He sat on the floor, holding your daughter in his lap while she played with her father's hair.

"Baby..." Seungcheol, your husband and the father of the little girl in his arms, pouted. You couldn't really make out who was the little kid here. The man, or the actual child?

You chuckle as you approach them and take a seat on the floor next to them. "What's wrong?"

The little girl, who was too busy messing with his hair, could not care less about what was going on around her. He sighed and looked at the her. "Sweetheart, who do you think is better? me or mommy?"

"Mommy!" The little girl chirped, finally turning to face you. With a giggle, she pushed herself free from Cheol's grasp and climbed onto your lap.

"Awh, you think I'm better?" You coo, and your daughter nods as she hugs you. Meanwhile, the man next to you was frowning.

"Not fair..." he mumbled, and turned to face both of you.

"But I let you to play with my hair, sweetheart," Seungcheol said, taking his daughter's tiny hand in his. His grip was so gentle, as if he was holding a light feather. And it melted your heart slowly.

"But I like the cookies mommy makes!" With a frown on her face, the little girl spoke. Seungcheol scooted closer to you, and looked at her with pleading eyes. But he couldn't help the way his pout faded into a faint smile at the sight of his daughter adorable frown. "I can also learn to bake cookies for you, better ones!"

You scoff playfully, "Dad can't bake better cookies than me, alright?"

Seungcheol huffed, wrapping his arm around your waist and snuggling on your side, his cheek squished against your shoulders.

"Now I got both of my girls against me," he sighed, shaking his head as he pouted.

"Too bad~" Your daughter cooed playfully, and Cheol gasped.

"Look, our daughter has learned to bully me now..."

You were enjoying the playful banter. You were enjoying Seungcheol's willingness to give up anything if it meant his daughter would choose him. You loved how soft he was for you and especially his daughter.

"Awh, look sweetheart, you made dad upset." You say, and the little girl, confused, glances between you and Cheol. She took her time processing what was going on in her tiny brain before reaching out to Seungcheol, who was burying his face in your shoulder.

"Sorry, I'm sorry..." She pouted and crawled into her father's lap, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck and hugging him.

Seungcheol didn't know whether to scream from the cuteness aggression, or just cry. But he hugged her back. His grip firm but gentle. The little girl patted his back, and he smiled at you.

"I see, I'm no longer favourite. Neither you or your dad." You joke, smiling at the sight of your husband and daughter. Seungcheol moves closer to you, wrapping his other arm around your waist.

"No, I have my two favourite girls. You and this little girl." He smiled, kissing the top of your head.

“Exclusive to you.” — Choi Seungcheol

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff · est. relationship · comfort

⋆ pairings : seungcheol x gn!reader ⋆ warning : pouty and sad cheol :( ⋆ wc : 0.6k [✉️] · when your boyfriend arrives home, but not in his usual mood.

⋆ - note : everybody loves to see a pouty cheol, but not when he is in a bad mood :(

Just as you were about to call Seungcheol to ask when he would return, you heard the front door open.

You leaned back on the couch to peek at the front door, and smiled at the sight of your boyfriend-Seungcheol.

"How was practice?" You ask, and he remains quiet. You frowned as you noticed his shoulders slightly slumped, head lowered, and a pout on his face. Something is wrong-you thought.

"Cheol?"

Without a word, he takes off his shoes and silently approaches you. He stands in front of you with the biggest pout on his face, and you look up at him.

Before you can say or do anything, he throws himself on you and tightly wraps his arms around you. "Baby..." He mumbles, pressing his face deep into your neck.

You instinctively wrap your arms around him, patting his back. "What's wrong, cheol?" Your eyes widen with concern as you ask.

He tilts his head back to rest it on your shoulder and shakes his head. "Nothing," he says, taking your hand and resting it on his head. "Nothing's wrong."

"I just missed you," he says, shifting slightly and clutching your shirt with one hand. "And I'm tired."

You sigh, gently caressing his hair. Right now, he looks like a little baby in his mother's arms. "You got me worried."

"I'm sorry."

"Was the practice too much?" You ask, and a sigh escapes Seungcheol. He nodded.

He looked so small against you right now, as if he wanted you to protect him from the world. As if the only thing he could depend on was you. However, most of the time it was the other way around. He was the one who always wants to protect you, as if you are the most precious thing in the world.

"Take some rest, I'm right here." You smiled and rubbed his back gently to calm him down, and it worked. He finally fell asleep, curled up against you, and closed his eyes.

You were grateful. So grateful, that you were the one Seungcheol always trusted in to take care of him in his vulnerable state. He wouldn't even think once before throwing himself in your arms and let you protect him. And you would forever love to take care of him, cherish him in your arms, cherish his sensitive side. Which, by the way, is only exclusive to you.

Masterlist updated!! <3

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— ··· tags !

⋆ # f — fluff . a — angst . c — crack . s — smau . 𐙚 — fav!

승철 𓈒 seungcheol

— “Pills for cold, meals for hunger, you for me.”

정한 𓈒 jeonghan

— “Want to give everything, if I can just have you.”

조슈아 𓈒 joshua

— “I want to pick and gather all the pretty words for you.”

준 𓈒 jun

— “Darling, with me under the sun, I know that you're my one.”

호시 𓈒 hoshi

— “First time feeling my heart race, never thought I'd beat so fast.”

원우 𓈒 wonwoo

— “No matter where I am in this world, I'll say it's you.”

우지 𓈒 woozi

— “No words are enough for you, want to keep it melodical.”

도겸 𓈒 dokyeom

— “Oh my love, you are deeply positioned in my heart.”

민규 𓈒 mingyu

— “Stay with me, no matter in what moment.”

明浩 𓈒 minghao

— “You are the one and only for me.”

승관 𓈒 seungkwan

— “Without you, my heart will be stained and melted away.”

버논 𓈒 vernon

— “I think you are the answer to all of my questions.”

찬 𓈒 chan

— “I really like you, better tell.”

★ ··· any ideas on what Wonwoo is mostly likely to cutely sulk about?? it's for a fic but I'm dumb so need your help 😭😭💔

Hi it’s been a whillleeee since I’ve been on tumblr. But I always seem to come back once I stan a new group. 😅 Just found out about Seventeen and I’m already thirsting over Vernon every day😩. Can you do a little future POV ff dribble about the reader who’s ex (Vernon) cheated with a close friend(or family member) and she finds out she’s pregnant when she’s damn near on the birth table. But the catch is she doesn’t tell Vernon cause she hates him but he finds out a year later and confronts her about it?? I like drama so I need this baaadddd. You could make this a series of him getting to know the bby if you want👀

HELLO HELLO!!! <33 about this req, im thinking of doing smth similar but it's almost completely different :( I hope you understand how bad I am at writing angst or drama type of fiction especially which includes the idol yk in a bad type of situation ☹️☹️

I'm not experienced in writing at all, so the most comfortable option for me is fluff. And so, im thinking about writing a dad!vernon instead?? A drabble or maybe anything. Atleast something I can actually write and not make it look rushed or weird <33 tysm for your request tho!