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💭 u make some poor decisions idk

content svt seungkwan x f!reader one shot smau fluff humour

warnings cursing + an alligator

synopsis; seungkwan says he’ll petsit for u

Mission Possible

genres: elementary teachers au, fluff pairing: reader x seungkwan words: 1.2k warnings: none! notes: a short fic for seungkwan day!! I'm slightly late because I am me, but an anon requested early education kwannie and I thought that was so cute!! hopefully this lives up to their idea 😊

One of Mr Boo's students sees his brand new engagement ring.

Mr Boo's fourth grade class has been on a group mission ever since their orchestra field trip.

Their mission — and they did choose to accept it: get Mr Boo (the funniest and most glaringly obviously single teacher at Greenfield elementary school) together with you (the new music teacher Mr Boo's students always catch him smiling at while you're not looking).

Future president ten-year-old Kim Sujeong is at the head of the operation. She was behind most of the class's best efforts, including but not limited to running allllllll the way across the school from the music room to his classroom and telling him you had fallen and died and that he needed to come help! or else you might, er, die harder. Despite the flimsiness of Sujeong's story, Mr Boo had gone running full-speed down the halls to you (whom he found perfectly fine and not dead, just wide-eyed at his sudden — and out of breath — appearance in the music room with Sujeong beaming behind him when you were certain she was supposed to be in the bathroom), so she counted that as a success.

Now, future marine biologist Kim Sujeong — she’s still between that, president, or interior designer — is in a fit, arms crossed as she watches the kids of Greenfield elementary run around the playground. She huffs. Can’t the rest of the fourth graders take this seriously? Will they let the mission go? Just like that?

Recess is great, sure, but this is no time for play!

This morning, though Sujeong didn’t notice until a couple minutes before the first recess bell rang, Mr Boo showed up with a shiny silver ring on his finger. His left ring finger.

Sujeong huffs again.

“Are you okay there, Sujeong?”

On supervision duty today, you sit down on the park bench next to Sujeong, slightly concerned. She looks up at you, uncrosses her arms, and whimpers out your name. “Are you devastrated?” she asks you on the verge of tears.

“Devastated?” You point at yourself. “Me?”

Tears brim at the corners of Sujeong’s eyes, and her bottom lip quivers. “Mr Boo!” she cries out. “He’s getting married!”

You blink.

For a few seconds, you say nothing, just staring at Sujeong, and she thinks — oh, heartbreak! — you must have already given up on Mr Boo, must’ve heard about it already and cried before recess started, and, oh! What a cruel man Mr Boo is, to do this to you!

“Oh, sweetheart,” you say, smiling and gently taking Sujeong’s hands in yours. What a strong person you are, she thinks, to smile through such pain… You smooth down her hair, which, although her mum had done it in pretty braids today, has gone a bit wild in the wind. “Mr Boo getting married doesn’t make me sad.”

Sujeong sniffles. “Why not?”

You chuckle slightly, but Sujeong doesn’t know what’s so funny. “I’m happy for him. It’s not every day you find someone willing to marry you. I bet he loves that person very much.”

“But…” Sujeong pouts, breath a little shaky. “I thought… he loved…”

Your left hand comes down from her hair to hold her hands again. “Hm?”

Dropping her head, Sujeong is about to mumble “you”, but instead, she gasps at the sight of your ring finger.

Which sports a silver ring she’s never seen on you before.

“Not you too!” she squeaks, utterly betrayed.

“Ah— Sujeong, it’s not—”

“They’re not better than Mr Boo, are they? I know he’s a meanie because he’s getting married but— but, you’re doing it too! You’re getting married and he’s going to be sad because he loves you! He does! I saw! He looks at you like the boys in the movies! And he talks about you all the time — even when it’s math time! You’re the music teacher! There’s no music in math!” Sujeong is starting to lose her breath, using it all up, but she can’t stop. “So you can’t marry someone else because Mr Boo loves you! He— he shouldn’t marry someone else either, but that’s why we have to stop him! I can take you to him right now. We can show him how sad you are, because you are devastrated—”

“Devastated, sweetheart,” you say, then shake your head because that’s really not important right now. “I mean, I’m not devastated. I’m very happy.” Smiling, you hold up your hand and show her your engagement ring. “I’m going to marry someone I love, and so is Mr Boo. It’s a good thing. We’re both happy.”

Sujeong looks up at you through wet eyelashes, taking in deep breaths. She pouts, but doesn’t say anything.

You sigh, still smiling. “So be happy for us, okay?” You lift her chin with one finger, your other hand giving her smaller one a soft squeeze. “Don’t worry about our boring grown-up problems, and go play with your friends while it’s still recess. You know it’s social studies after, right?”

Sujeong lets out a little gasp. That’s right — there must be only a couple minutes left of recess, and she needs to gather up her classmates for an emergency meeting.

New mission: find out how to break an engagement.

Two of them.

Future president marine biologist interior designer divorce lawyer Kim Sujeong has her work cut out for her.

⭒

Once all the students have been picked up and all his prep work for tomorrow gets finished, Seungkwan packs his things and heads to the music classroom. The door is open, but he raps his knuckles against it and leans against the door frame when you look up from your desk and smile at him.

“Ready to go?” He smiles back.

“Just a second, Mr Boo.”

You throw your things in the backseat of the car before getting in to the passenger seat next to Seungkwan.

“Sujeong seemed pretty put out with me today,” he says as he starts the engine, a slight smile teasing at his lips. He lifts his left hand and wiggles his fingers at you, the silver ring glinting in the sunlight. “Didn’t like my choice of accessory, maybe?”

You snort. “Yeah, that tie is pretty ugly.”

Affronted, Seungkwan gasps and puts a hand over his heart — and pink, star-patterned tie. “You love this ugly tie.”

“I do,” you admit with a sigh. “I really do.”

He likes it when you smile at him like that. You’re tired from the day, but you still laugh with him. It’s a beautiful feeling.

“Sometimes I feel like we should just tell everyone,” you say, staring at the ring on Seungkwan’s finger.

He chuckles. “You’re the one who said you wanted to hide it.”

“Yeah, from the faculty while I’m still new — I could already tell they wouldn’t want a couple working at the same school just from the interview.” (Seungkwan thinks that the rings are a dead giveaway, but you seemed so excited to wear them this morning that he hadn't said anything, and he's not going to now.) “I didn’t think the kids would get so invested, though" you continue. "Sujeong’s mad at you for ruining her OTP, by the way.”

“Just me? You’ve got a ring too, y’know.”

“Yeah, but Sujeong likes me more.” You stick out your tongue at him.

Seungkwan scoffs in disbelief. He reaches over the gear shift and grabs your hand, linking your fingers together. “Whatever. Sujeong will have it all figured out by next year.”

You raise an eyebrow, but give his hand a squeeze anyway. “She will?”

“Well, it’ll be pretty obvious when you have my last name.”

It’s your turn to scoff. “As if. You’re taking my last name.”

Seungkwan doesn’t argue, he just pulls your hand up in his and presses his lips to your knuckles.

“I don't mind the sound of that.”

they thought wrong ✩ svt bsk

pairing — Boo Seungkwan x fem!reader

genre — one-shot, angst (fluff at the end ?)

summary — you think too much, honestly.

warning(s) — a certain explanation might seem like a pathetic excuse but that was intended, Seungkwan being a dummy, not proofread

word count — 1.9k words

author’s note — thank you very machi to my friends who aren’t on Tumblr who gave me birthday presents 😍🫶🏻 including my dear dear brother who practically stepped on his ego to buy me a svt album <3 also very grateful to @hyeunfae and @piakae for dealing with my nonsense for the past year and five months 😜 love y’all

You thought he was avoiding you.

Ever since he joined Pledis as a trainee, your connection to him was cut off. He wouldn’t text you ‘good morning’ anymore, and he wouldn’t call you to catch up on things. You two lived in different continents, so you could easily brush it off by saying that it was difficult to find time when both of you were free for a chat. But when you had sent him a text congratulating him on his debut, he hadn’t replied for days. It was only a week and a day later that he replied:

Oh gosh I’m so sorry I didn’t see your text. I’ve been so busy with my schedule that I didn’t have time. I’m so sorry for not calling you nowadays. But thank you so much for congratulating me. I promise I’ll make it up to you when I can 😭

Even after the message, he didn’t call. He didn’t text you a ‘how are you?’ once in a while to check up on you. The little promise he made through text — he was starting to break it — except, was it that little at all?

You joined Pledis as a trainee after getting scouted at a train station. You had just got off your flight from England, where your parents were currently living. You hadn’t bothered to notify him of your arrival, thinking he wouldn’t even see it, and were stuck choosing between accepting the Pledis agent’s offer or declining it for the sake of your and his ego. In the end, you decided to accept it, darning him if you ever crossed paths in the company building.

Luckily (or unluckily, depending on how you view it), you met him only once: when you were introduced to Lee Jihoon, otherwise known by his stage name Woozi. A staff of Pledis found out that you had produced lots of wonderful music during your time in Europe, and decided that it should be put to good use. You briefly met him when he came to give Jihoon something. You two barely had any interaction, save for some eye contact that lasted a second too long to mean nothing. Jihoon definitely noticed something between you guys, but was smart enough to say nothing.

For the next three months, there was no sign of him at all. He seemed to avoid everywhere he thought you would go to frequently. He wasn’t the one giving things to Jihoon anymore. But during those three months, you started to worry about when you debut — when you had to interact with your label mates. You tried pushing those worries aside, dealing with them when they’re important enough.

The tenth of June, 2018, had arrived. You debuted as a soloist and garnered millions of views in five hours. You couldn’t understand your fame, however. All of your social media accounts were set on private and little to no one knew Pledis had even casted you at all (not even your friends from England). You didn’t think much of it, though, when you met your dearly missed friend at Mnet the next day.

You had no idea that he would be one of the MCs. You didn’t know any of the SEVENTEEN members were MCs in the first place, specifically for Mnet. You thought he would be too busy to be posing as an MC, but alas, perhaps MCing was the one making him busy. You performed perfectly fine even with the thought of you talking to him being your confirmed fate in a few minutes’ time. By the end of your debut stage, the audience was cheering loudly for you, but now that the stage was over, your anxiety was slowly building up inside of you.

The interview didn’t look as bad as you felt it to be. It went smoothly. There were no awkward questions or responses, and he had a smile plastered on his perfect little face the entire time. It ended rather quickly, and you found yourself regretting not revelling in the moment more. You hadn’t had a proper conversation with him in years.

You thought he would refrain from interacting with you now that the interview was over. He didn’t have any reason to talk to you, and you weren’t really willing to hear him out for the years he didn’t text you. But he approached you when you were chatting with your stylist in the waiting room. He asked for some privacy, which was gladly given.

You didn't break eye contact for more than a minute. He seemed to have something to say but couldn’t get it out. At last, after what felt like an eternity, his lips parted.

“I’m sorry.”

Such useless words they were. You always thought they didn’t have any meaning, that they didn’t matter unless something was actually done to prove the genuineness. You shook your head and attempted to leave the room, but he quickly grabbed your wrist. You felt the desperation in him before you heard his words.

His voice broke as he said, “Let me explain. It’ll take some time, but I will explain everything to you.” But there wasn’t anything to explain. It was crystal clear that you weren’t important to him anymore — or so you thought. You were always thinking too much.

You pulled your hand from his loose grasp, a silent plea to leave you alone; but he was desperate. He didn’t want anyone witnessing your not-too-happy interaction, so he gripped your shoulders firmly — loose enough for you to walk away, but forceful enough to let you know his intention. You gave in.

He seemed to be lost in his thoughts for a second, because he was staring at you as if wondering if he should actually proceed or not. “I can’t do this here,” he whispered, sounding frustrated. At you or himself, you did not know. But what you did know before he voiced the words was that he wanted to meet with you to talk. You were ready to decline his offer when he interrupted your thoughts.

“Please,” he pleaded with you, irises filled with an emotion you couldn’t quite place in your head. “Give me this one chance. I’ll make it up to you.”

You remembered those last few words: they were from three years ago, eight days after he debuted. You remembered it clearly. How he had ‘promised to make it up to you’ in that one message that would be the only you’d receive in the years to come. You wanted to walk away if it weren’t for the look he was giving you.

He was tearing up, then you realised he was shaking. He was shaking. He rarely shook in your presence. You looked him in the eye and felt like tearing up, too. But you held back the tears and said firmly, “One chance to redeem yourself.” Then you walked away and did not look back.

—

There was no need to decide on a place to meet up since it was already obvious to the two of you. It was always at a playground when you two made up for the arguments you had when you were younger and both living in South Korea. And there was that one playground in Seoul you always wanted to go to when you were living in Jeju. You thought he’d know you would be there. For once, you thought right.

You both approached each other at the same time, hands in jacket or pants pockets, wearing a cap but no mask. It was in the dead of the night that you both happened to arrive at the playground. You wondered what was in store for you.

He didn’t beat around the bush when you were in close enough proximity to hear each other’s whispers.

“I’m not one to manage my time properly, you know that.” Of course you knew. You’d been friends for years — ever since you came out of the womb. “I didn’t know when I could call you. Maybe you were busy with assignments or already sleeping, I didn’t know. I thought you didn’t use KakaoTalk anymore since you moved. I wasn’t sure of many things, so I waited for you to contact me instead. When you messaged me congratulating me on my debut, my members were around me a lot, so I couldn’t answer you without them teasing me. I replied when I was alone and could read your entire message.”

There was much more to come. There were three years’ worth of explanation to be done. You waited.

“Truthfully speaking, I was spending so much time with my members that I forgot about you for a while.” That you could understand. With twelve other members in the group, your chat could easily reach the bottom of the page. “I thought about you once in a while, but because my members were almost always with me, you were quickly drowned out in my mind. It wasn’t until you started working with Jihoon that I kept thinking about you.” Was he trying to flatter you now? “I met you that once, but it was too awkward. I thought you wouldn’t want to meet me again. The gods seemed to help me for once because I never saw you until just now.”

For four years’ worth of explanation, whatever he just said was considerably short — but it all made sense to you. He didn’t want his members teasing your relationship with him whenever he texted you. Having twelve members was surely chaotic and made his days eventful. And of course he would fear the awkward tension between you two — both of you had always feared awkwardness in your relationship. You never knew you would experience it.

You were too caught up in your head to notice that he was crying. It was only when he sniffed that you came back to reality and saw the droplets of water on his cheeks. The cheeks you’d kiss with platonic intentions as a form of goodbye. Before you knew it, your hands were on them, thumbs wiping away the tears you hated seeing. “Don’t cry,” you whispered, voice almost betraying you. “I hate seeing you cry.”

When he didn’t stop, you tugged him closer for a hug. A warm, welcoming hug that screamed “I forgive you” in all directions. You rubbed his back in smooth circles as he silently let it all out. It was funny how he was the one crying and you were the one comforting him. You thought it was the other way round.

He cried for five minutes. Even though you knew he stopped, you didn’t halt your actions you knew were bringing him comfort. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’ll do whatever for you to forgive me.” He knew that you had already forgiven him, but he wanted to gain your trust again. He wanted back that trust he had when he was younger and more immature. And, yes, he knew it would take another decade to regain that trust. He betrayed it.

He didn’t deserve your warm and comforting hugs. You gave him the undeserved right to claim those hugs whenever he wanted with two words which told him not to cry. The fact that you just gave back everything he’d left behind after his simple and what he thought was a not-good-enough explanation.

You pulled away and wiped away the tear stains on his cheeks that you could see from the moonlight shining on the both of you. Then you leaned in, lips brushing his cheekbones, leaving a soft kiss there. He realised at that very moment how broken he left you.

How much love he could have gotten if he hadn’t left you.

OH MY GOD THE LAST PARAGRAPH I’M SOBBING

hello, could you do clingy Seungkwan in the morning right after he got out of bed ^^

first request ehe thank u bae 😘😘

SUNRISE —⊹ seungkwan drabble

you were up early enough to see the sunrise. but seungkwan wasn’t.

as you pushed down to button to pour hot coffee into your siena mug, you heard slippers drag in the hallway, making you raise your head in that direction.

seungkwan was approaching you like a zombie on sleeping pills, his hands rubbing his early eyes under his glasses. you smile at his sleepy state and at how the morning golden hour hits him perfectly. he flinched from the light slightly and when he sees your shorter frame he smiles.

“good morning, seungkwan.”

“why did you leave me?” he complains and you smile down at yourself, picking up your now full coffee cup and moving to the stove top, ready to make breakfast.

“i couldn’t fall back asleep when i woke up the first time.” you explained, and was careful not to spill your drink when his weight suddenly laid itself on your own. you felt his soft skin bury itself in your neck, being careful to be gentle but passionate. his hug around your waist was tight as if you’d melt onto the pan you were heating up.

“i thought you went to work early without a morning kiss.” he whispers, “and that’s like breaking the law.” you laugh now, putting down the pan and turning into his body heat, wrapping your arms up and around his neck.

you give him a lovely kiss and giggle at his suddenly happy face. he brings one hand up to swipe some hair out of your face before admitting, “i’m not gonna let you go now.”

his grip tightens a bit more and you give him another peck on the lips.

“i know. you do it every morning.”

because every morning you get up early to watch the sunrise, and every morning you get up early to watch your sun rise.

## taglist: @hyeunfae @raevyng

Hi hi skye!!! Hope your doing well hehehe. Do you have any soft domestic thoughts about svt vocal line hehehe

hello! im doing good, hope you're doing well too! here you go :)

waking up to smell of joshua making something in the kitchen wafts into air, awakening you from your slumber. you sleepily open your eyes as you try to make out what he's making but the smell of something sweet and coffee hangs in the air, coaxing you awake. you walk to the kitchen, catching joshua off guard as you wrap him in a back hug. "good morning princess", he says and you can hear the smile in his voice. "morning, what are you making", you ask, peeking over the side to see what he was cooking. "hm french toast yum", you say, answering your own question. he'd give you a big stack wit syrup and your favorite toppings and somehow they were always the best french toast you ate.

jeonghan taking care of you if you were sick, having caught a nasty cold from one of your coworkers. he'd take care and baby you so much. he'd let you sleep in, wanting you to rest enough and he'd not let you get out of bed for anything. if you needed anything, he'd be more than willing to bring it to you. he'd get you some simple food to eat and even then if you didn't really have an appetite, he'd feed you a few spoonfuls. he'll definitely pull the 'a plane is coming' with the spoonful of food as he feeds you.

woozi being your pillar during hard and tiring days. he'd see you come home looking so tired and he's immediately come over to you, taking your bags and placing them on the table. he'd see the tiredness in your face as he held your hand. he'd take the liberty of ordering some food while you change and he'd listen to you if you ranted or just spoke about your day.

fooling around with dokyeom at home and somehow he always makes the mundane tasks fun to do. you were clearing up your wardrobe so you dumped all the clothes on your bed. and this was how dokyeom found some cute and pretty tops and dresses that he had never seen you wear and he's like 'how have i never seen you wear these. so that's how you were now doing a try-on haul for your boyfriend who was way too eager to see you in those clothes. he would just be 'baby it's a crime i've not seen you in this dress, you look so good", he coos as he looks at you, only to make you get shy under his gaze.

movie nights with seungkwan where you watch a horror or scary movie because he said he wasn't scared but now he's hiding his face behind the pillow as he practically leans all his weight on you.

gal this is so good I shedded tears 😭🙏🏻 I literally can’t wait for the rest of Serenity Street 17 to come out !!!!!!

The First Step

Boo Seungkwan x fem!Reader

Genre: angst, fluff, coming of age

Word Count: 6k

Warnings: mental breakdowns. adulting is hard. food mentions. mutual pining. 

[Series: Serenity Street 17] Your neighbour witnessed your mental breakdown and decided to take you under his protective wing.

The first step is always the hardest. 

You found yourself repeating the mantra to yourself day and night after moving into your new apartment. It was a free comfort. 

No more parents, siblings or roommates. Just you, yourself, and your new independence, in an apartment that you were almost entirely responsible of. You could decorate to your own desires, you could sleep until noon without anyone judging, you could get as many houseplants and paintings and chairs and blankets as you ever wished. 

You had smiled brightly when you first placed your three plates into the cupboard and fluffed the cushions on the sofa. You had laughed in joy when you played your music out loud without anyone telling you to lower the volume. These were your first steps into adulthood and the first steps were always the hardest. 

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THE WAY THIS SLAYS 😍🫶🏻 I LOVE YOU KAE MWAH 💋😇😊🥰😘😚💞💕💖💘💝💗💓

PINCH —⊹ seungkwan drabble

merry christmas raebae 🫶

as the couch comforted your aching back and sore legs, seungkwans sweater-ed arms comforted your body.

your favourite series was playing on the tv, memorised scenes displaying themselves and lighting up the dimly lit room. the sun had just gotten down when one of the scenes reminded you of a childhood memory.

you shuffle in seungkwans arms to face his on your side before starting, “you wanna hear something hilarious?”

he was immediately intrigued, adjusting himself and nodding for you to go on. a smile splayed on your face before you continued.

“so one time when i was younger, my cousins had come around and we were swimming in our pool of course,” you take a breath and seungkwan slowly smiles at your own happiness displayed on your soft face, “and some of them were having a bomb dive competition.”

your words slowly got lost in translation as all he could focus was the happiness on your face and how it effected him. he felt light and fluttery, and had the need to bit his lip to contain his own spreading smile. he wanted to listen to your golden voice but how could he when you already looked to golden? right in front of him and in his arms, the moment couldn’t get more perfect.

“and i should’ve looked to see if someone was jumping! but i-… seungkwan? are you even listening?”

“you should keep smiling at me like that,” without a second to spare you pinch him on the chest with both your hands and he quickly tried to protect himself, “ow! ouch- okay! i’ll pay attention!”

you can’t help but laugh quietly at his shocked face, “you’re lucky i didn’t nipple cripple you.”

“i sincerely apologise, go on with your story.”

“nope,” you wriggle out of his grasp, heading towards the doorway before looking back, smirking at his pout, “i was gonna tell you how my cousin’s tooth got stuck in my head but obviously your not interested.”

he immediately gets off the couch, “no! wait! comeback!”

## taglist — @i520sn @raevyng @enhacolor

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⌗ ⸰ ₊⠀ SUNKISSED !

the one where you have a photo taking session with seungkwan under the sun.

pairing: seungkwan x reader

word count: 0.6k

rating: g

content: fluff, established relationship au

warning/s: none (or maybe cheesiness, does that count?)

You don’t mean to stare. You really don’t. But it becomes inevitable, especially in cases like this wherein the sun is hitting his hair and face in all the right places, perhaps giving anyone that has spared him a glance the impression that he is actually glowing.

Seungkwan continues to look through his phone, not paying you any attention as he scans along the pictures you’ve taken of him moments ago. You don’t know why he’s scrutinizing them so much, as you’re sure that he’s a lot more photogenic than he thinks (and as you are; as much as you hate to admit it, he is) and so whenever your boyfriend also forgets to initiate taking your picture in return as quickly as you want him to, you choose to just wait patiently and admire the real thing in front of your eyes instead of getting slightly annoyed.

“Have I ever told you that yellow is really your color?” you say all of the sudden, pertaining to the polo cover up he’s sporting, and that cuts him off from his focus, his gaze flickering to yours. “You look really handsome today.”

He smirks, even chuckles at the compliment. “You say that every time you take a pic of me.”

“That’s because it’s true.”

“I bet it is, honey,” he jokes, leaning towards you a bit to grant your lips a quick kiss of thanks.

You grin at the gesture, your feet stepping forward and your arms also inevitably wrapping themselves around his torso for an added act of affection while he continues to concentrate on his gallery. He lets you do what you want, his own arm landing on your shoulders once you’re settled on your new position.

After a while—too soon, you frankly think—Seungkwan speaks again. “Okay. Your turn.”

“Hm?”

He gently forces you to untangle yourself from him. “Your turn for the picture. Stand here by the railing.”

You understand then, and comply with what he’s instructing you.

One thing more about Seungkwan is that he is also a much better photographer than you are. You reckon that you only began being good in the first place when you started dating him as well; he knows all the good angles and the right frame ratio to produce a stunning picture. Though undoubtedly his best quality as your newfound photographer is how he’s not one to shy away from hyping your best features and boosting your confidence, always grinning at you and saying how pretty you look.

It makes you blush and feel like a kid sometimes, but you appreciate it, and most of the time, it also produces the most natural looking smiling pictures you have in your own phone album.

“Perfect,” he says as he approaches you after taking the last shot. “I think I deserve an Americano with how amazing I took the pictures.”

You snort, checking the photos as well. “Is that supposed to be a hint for me to treat you?” Your eye catches one picture that you’d like to post on your Instagram as you’re swiping left.

“Naturally.” His arm goes back to its previous place on your shoulders. “I’ll buy you a slice of cheesecake in return.”

“That somehow sounds like a fair deal.”

“That’s because it is a fair deal.”

“So, I buy the drinks and you buy the dessert?”

“Yup.”

“Hm, okay.” You grin at him then. “Let’s go. I want to sit down.”

He laughs and nods, lifting his arm up to go reach for your hand, swinging it between the both of you while you head to the nearest café.

thank you for reading ! feedback is always appreciated ☻

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AAAAAAA THIS IS TOO CUTE

☆ SEUNGKWAN BOYFRIEND HABITS

pairing: seungkwan x reader

genre: headcannons, fluff, established relationship

a/n: 13th and last part of the seventeen boyfriend habits series !! im sorry for the wait but i was quite busy with school 😞😞

back to seventeen boyfriend habits masterlist!

☆ holds your hand tightly under tables

even if seungkwan is an extrovert– and a proud one too, he’s still very shy about everything concerning the four lettered word ‘love’. seungkwan is pretty shy about a few subjects and his love life is one of them. it’s not that he’s embarrassed or something, it’s kinda new to him and he still isn’t entirely sure how to act, cheeks turning red rapidly when you grab his hand to sway them back and forth together in public. this new experience, those new feelings and the fact that his friends seem to laugh more every time he’s around them with you at his side, only further agitates him, pointing and yelling at his friends to stop, voice high and face red. whenever that happens you can only laugh, pushing yourself closer to your boyfriend as he whips around to look at you with wide eyes, mouth agape at your ‘betrayal’. one kiss on the cheek is enough to make him stutter, redirecting his attention anywhere else but you as you giggle in the crook of his neck. when your laughter dies down and you can feel seungkwan’s heartbeat slow down, you slip your hand in his, fingers intertwined together. his eyes lock with yours and he smiles at you, love evident in every action and word.

☆ holds your hair in a makeshift ponytail when you lean down

even if it seems like seungkwan is too busy running around and being the extrovert and social butterfly he is, he almost never misses anything that happens, always keeping an eye open in case something happens. so with him being such an attentive person, you shouldn’t be surprised when he jumps up from his seat and rushes over to you at the slightest frown on your face. you’re not aware– or at least he thinks so, that he always stays close to you when you’re doing some tasks. if you’re in the kitchen preparing food, he’s in the living room, seated on the couch and peeking at you. if you’re in the bathroom doing your skincare (when you’re not doing it together, if course), he’s in the bedroom, door open. if you’re in the bedroom cleaning your sock drawer, he’s right by you, consciously cleaning his sock drawer too. in all honesty, you thought your boyfriend was cute for wanting to stay close to you, but the thing he’s thinking about is why you always forget to get a hair tie. when you’re doing your tasks, he always sees you silently whining about your hair and how it bothers you. so as the sweet boyfriend he is (he quoted) seungkwan took up the task of holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail whenever you lean down, to the sink after brushing your teeth, to the counter to taste something you cooked, to the sock drawer to see if it’s neatly organized.

☆ peels your fruit for you especially tangerines

since you were young, you’ve always bitten your nails. you never exactly knew when you started or why but it must have been very early on if even your mom couldn’t exactly pinpoint when it started. all throughout middle school and highschool, you were desperately trying to quit that awful habit of yours, jealous and envious of all your friends sharing nail polishes and nail care tips, but it always came back. you hated it and felt so guilty after the urge to bite your nails finally persuaded you to do so, looking at your now ‘ugly’ nails sadly. because of that, you barely wore rings, convinced that they would attract attention to your fingers and thus your nails. it was during your first year in university that you met seungkwan, the cheerful but sassy boy brightening your days. when the two of you got together, seungkwan was there to help you do a nail care routine. your nails were in perfect condition not even two months later, prettier than ever and better than you could have imagined them. you hadn’t realized it at first but over these months, seungkwan had started taking over a few of your tasks that could potentially break your nails, such as peeling fruits or washing the dishes. he didn’t mind one bit and would only ask for a kiss on the cheek whenever you were hungry, wanting to snack on a tangerine and waiting with excitement ‘til he was done peeling the fruit.

☆ always helps you put your necklaces on

like we all must know by now, seungkwan gets shy because of the most random things and at the most random times. and like we all know too, seungkwan gets particularly shy about his partner. at first when you two started dating, it felt like you two were even less closer than before, your boyfriend looking at you like you were crazy whenever you initiated contact. so after he confessed to you about his nervousness because this was part of his ‘firsts’, you two came to an agreement to take it slow; seungkwan would initiate it whenever he liked and you would sometimes push him a little, just to bring him a tiny bit out of his comfort zone. his hesitation has nearly disappeared and his nervousness is barely present nowadays because of how comfortable you two have become with each other over the years but there are still some times where he’s wondering if he’s doing the right thing. in short, seungkwan is still a bit shy about public displays of affection but he’s slowly and surely getting over his shyness, more often finding himself to be confident when he has an arm wrapped around your waist. he knows you’re patient with him but he still feels bad, so he makes it up to you with other actions. instead of a peck in public, he holds your bag(s); instead of a hug, he brushes your hair for you; instead of hand holding, he always helps you put your necklaces on.

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they thought wrong ✰ svt bsk

pairing — Boo Seungkwan x gn!reader

genre — one-shot, angst (fluff at the end ?), idol!au

summary — you think too much, honestly.

warning(s) — a certain explanation might seem like a pathetic excuse but that was intended, Seungkwan being a dummy, an implication that reader is fem and boy-girl friendships are abnormal

word count — 1.9k words

author’s note — birthday angst for a certain someone ;) very grateful to @hyeunfae and @piakae for dealing with my nonsense for the past year and five months 😜 love y’all <3

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Mission Possible

genres: elementary teachers au, fluff pairing: reader x seungkwan words: 1.2k warnings: none! notes: a short fic for seungkwan day!! I'm slightly late because I am me, but an anon requested early education kwannie and I thought that was so cute!! hopefully this lives up to their idea 😊

One of Mr Boo's students sees his brand new engagement ring.

Mr Boo's fourth grade class has been on a group mission ever since their orchestra field trip.

Their mission — and they did choose to accept it: get Mr Boo (the funniest and most glaringly obviously single teacher at Greenfield elementary school) together with you (the new music teacher Mr Boo's students always catch him smiling at while you're not looking).

Future president ten-year-old Kim Sujeong is at the head of the operation. She was behind most of the class's best efforts, including but not limited to running allllllll the way across the school from the music room to his classroom and telling him you had fallen and died and that he needed to come help! or else you might, er, die harder. Despite the flimsiness of Sujeong's story, Mr Boo had gone running full-speed down the halls to you (whom he found perfectly fine and not dead, just wide-eyed at his sudden — and out of breath — appearance in the music room with Sujeong beaming behind him when you were certain she was supposed to be in the bathroom), so she counted that as a success.

Now, future marine biologist Kim Sujeong — she’s still between that, president, or interior designer — is in a fit, arms crossed as she watches the kids of Greenfield elementary run around the playground. She huffs. Can’t the rest of the fourth graders take this seriously? Will they let the mission go? Just like that?

Recess is great, sure, but this is no time for play!

This morning, though Sujeong didn’t notice until a couple minutes before the first recess bell rang, Mr Boo showed up with a shiny silver ring on his finger. His left ring finger.

Sujeong huffs again.

“Are you okay there, Sujeong?”

On supervision duty today, you sit down on the park bench next to Sujeong, slightly concerned. She looks up at you, uncrosses her arms, and whimpers out your name. “Are you devastrated?” she asks you on the verge of tears.

“Devastated?” You point at yourself. “Me?”

Tears brim at the corners of Sujeong’s eyes, and her bottom lip quivers. “Mr Boo!” she cries out. “He’s getting married!”

You blink.

For a few seconds, you say nothing, just staring at Sujeong, and she thinks — oh, heartbreak! — you must have already given up on Mr Boo, must’ve heard about it already and cried before recess started, and, oh! What a cruel man Mr Boo is, to do this to you!

“Oh, sweetheart,” you say, smiling and gently taking Sujeong’s hands in yours. What a strong person you are, she thinks, to smile through such pain… You smooth down her hair, which, although her mum had done it in pretty braids today, has gone a bit wild in the wind. “Mr Boo getting married doesn’t make me sad.”

Sujeong sniffles. “Why not?”

You chuckle slightly, but Sujeong doesn’t know what’s so funny. “I’m happy for him. It’s not every day you find someone willing to marry you. I bet he loves that person very much.”

“But…” Sujeong pouts, breath a little shaky. “I thought… he loved…”

Your left hand comes down from her hair to hold her hands again. “Hm?”

Dropping her head, Sujeong is about to mumble “you”, but instead, she gasps at the sight of your ring finger.

Which sports a silver ring she’s never seen on you before.

“Not you too!” she squeaks, utterly betrayed.

“Ah— Sujeong, it’s not—”

“They’re not better than Mr Boo, are they? I know he’s a meanie because he’s getting married but— but, you’re doing it too! You’re getting married and he’s going to be sad because he loves you! He does! I saw! He looks at you like the boys in the movies! And he talks about you all the time — even when it’s math time! You’re the music teacher! There’s no music in math!” Sujeong is starting to lose her breath, using it all up, but she can’t stop. “So you can’t marry someone else because Mr Boo loves you! He— he shouldn’t marry someone else either, but that’s why we have to stop him! I can take you to him right now. We can show him how sad you are, because you are devastrated—”

“Devastated, sweetheart,” you say, then shake your head because that’s really not important right now. “I mean, I’m not devastated. I’m very happy.” Smiling, you hold up your hand and show her your engagement ring. “I’m going to marry someone I love, and so is Mr Boo. It’s a good thing. We’re both happy.”

Sujeong looks up at you through wet eyelashes, taking in deep breaths. She pouts, but doesn’t say anything.

You sigh, still smiling. “So be happy for us, okay?” You lift her chin with one finger, your other hand giving her smaller one a soft squeeze. “Don’t worry about our boring grown-up problems, and go play with your friends while it’s still recess. You know it’s social studies after, right?”

Sujeong lets out a little gasp. That’s right — there must be only a couple minutes left of recess, and she needs to gather up her classmates for an emergency meeting.

New mission: find out how to break an engagement.

Two of them.

Future president marine biologist interior designer divorce lawyer Kim Sujeong has her work cut out for her.

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Once all the students have been picked up and all his prep work for tomorrow gets finished, Seungkwan packs his things and heads to the music classroom. The door is open, but he raps his knuckles against it and leans against the door frame when you look up from your desk and smile at him.

“Ready to go?” He smiles back.

“Just a second, Mr Boo.”

You throw your things in the backseat of the car before getting in to the passenger seat next to Seungkwan.

“Sujeong seemed pretty put out with me today,” he says as he starts the engine, a slight smile teasing at his lips. He lifts his left hand and wiggles his fingers at you, the silver ring glinting in the sunlight. “Didn’t like my choice of accessory, maybe?”

You snort. “Yeah, that tie is pretty ugly.”

Affronted, Seungkwan gasps and puts a hand over his heart — and pink, star-patterned tie. “You love this ugly tie.”

“I do,” you admit with a sigh. “I really do.”

He likes it when you smile at him like that. You’re tired from the day, but you still laugh with him. It’s a beautiful feeling.

“Sometimes I feel like we should just tell everyone,” you say, staring at the ring on Seungkwan’s finger.

He chuckles. “You’re the one who said you wanted to hide it.”

“Yeah, from the faculty while I’m still new — I could already tell they wouldn’t want a couple working at the same school just from the interview.” (Seungkwan thinks that the rings are a dead giveaway, but you seemed so excited to wear them this morning that he hadn't said anything, and he's not going to now.) “I didn’t think the kids would get so invested, though" you continue. "Sujeong’s mad at you for ruining her OTP, by the way.”

“Just me? You’ve got a ring too, y’know.”

“Yeah, but Sujeong likes me more.” You stick out your tongue at him.

Seungkwan scoffs in disbelief. He reaches over the gear shift and grabs your hand, linking your fingers together. “Whatever. Sujeong will have it all figured out by next year.”

You raise an eyebrow, but give his hand a squeeze anyway. “She will?”

“Well, it’ll be pretty obvious when you have my last name.”

It’s your turn to scoff. “As if. You’re taking my last name.”

Seungkwan doesn’t argue, he just pulls your hand up in his and presses his lips to your knuckles.

“I don't mind the sound of that.”

seungkwan - lunch

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the elevator doors opened, and you walked out after quickly saying “have a nice day” to the people who were in the elevator with you. you looked around the area and found your husband's cubicle. he was sitting at his desk on the phone, most likely talking to a client or another coworker.

"excuse me?" you turned around and saw a guy standing behind you with some files in his arms. "do you need something? are you here to speak to an accountant?" he asked.

"oh, no," you shook your head in response.

"may i ask why you're here?" he asked again, trying to figure who you were since you clearly weren’t an employee.

"chan, don't worry about it."

you turned around and saw seungkwan standing up from his desk while putting the phone back on the receiver.

"why are you here?" seungkwan immediately asked you as he walked over to you.

"you said you were hungry, so i bought you lunch," you said, referencing the text he had sent you earlier and taking out a plastic bag from your tote bag. "here. it's from your favorite place, and i got you a dessert too."

he smiled and accepted the bag. "you didn't have to do this," he said to you.

"it's fine, babe. i was nearby," you said, smiling at him. "are you busy?" you asked.

he nodded, "yea, a little bit, so i might be home a smidge late."

"just make sure to eat. don't want my money to be wasted after all," you said with a laugh. "i'll see you later. drive home safe," you said and kissed his cheek.

"see you later," he smiled and walked you back to the elevator. he waved as you went into the elevator once the doors opened before heading back to his desk with the bag.

"was that your wife, hyung?" chan asked while his coworker went back to his desk.

"my fiancée," seungkwan replied and sat down. as he untied the bag, he looked up at chan, "did you get the forms from the sports company?" he asked chan.

"they should be faxing them over soon. i'll check once i call wonwoo hyung. he's stuck in traffic, and his client can't make the meeting due to the weather," chan replied.

seungkwan nodded and took two boxes out of the plastic bag. he immediately chuckled when he realized where the smaller box was from.

"what?" chan asked, curious (but also hungry for lunch).

"the dessert is from our favorite bakery, and it's all the way across town, which means she drove from our apartment to the bakery and then to this side of town to bring me lunch from the place i go to almost everyday," seungkwan replied with a smile. "i love her."

"man, i wish i had a girl like that...bringing me lunch...saying "i love you" to me," chan immediately sulked.

"what about that girl—"

"i didn't ask her out. i'm a chicken," chan replied and started walking away, "must be nice to be in love."

seungkwan rolled his eyes and started checking his email as he started to eat his lunch, smiling when he ate the small piece of cake that was in the box from the bakery.

I loved the HHP unit scenario!! I was thinking about the Performance unit and vocal?? Could you? I loved your writing

Hello! Of course!!

Thank you so much for submitting an ask! I am going to first start with vocal unit and then write performance unit! later on! :)

(also sorry this has taken so long, hopefully performance unit ver will be out this weekend!

Jeonghan:

oh jeonghan. he is definitely a sassy boy. he would see you and the person hitting on you interacting, and want to get closer to you. but he would at first have the intention of trying to hear what the other person is saying (hoping for an awful pick up line) so he can make fun of/scoff at them, before proceeding to make your relationship known by the other person.

his eyes don’t move from that person until they are far out of either of your sight lines.

“jealous much?” you’d tease, only to get a scoff from him.

“how can i be jealous of someone who can hardly flirt” he’d retort. he would never admit it, but he was very much in fact jealous of that person.

Joshua:

another person who i think would react in very different ways depending on the situation. for the most part, i think he would play nice as much as he can to avoid conflict.

when he saw you and the other person interacting, he could tell that you couldn’t tell that the person was flirting with you, and not just being extremely nice.

he doesn’t hesitate to make your relationship clear with small but impactful forms of pda. with an arm around your waist (or a back hug if you are standing) , he whispers something that only you can hear, like one of your inside jokes, to make you laugh and further drive the point home that you are in fact taken.

Woozi:

not even gonna lie i imagine this man’s to be so silent but so scary. like even if you aren’t “uncomfortable” he would be so mad seeing that this person wasn’t giving up despite you rejecting them.

you would see him fuming from the other side of the room and send a small smile to him to reassure him that you are okay and not uncomfortable, which causes the tension tugging on his heart to ease up.

bonus points if the person flirting with you turns to see who you’re smiling at- they would see jihoon glaring back at them and immediately be unsettled.

he would feel very accomplished with himself.

DK:

much like joshua, he would be trying to keep the peace between parties, so he would first approach the two of you by placing one of his hands on the small of your back, and shooting a smile to the stranger across from the two of you before greeting them.

but, let’s say it doesn’t go so well…. the other person is far from interested in dokyeom s presence, even with an arm around you. they completely ignore his presence as they keep pursuing you.

it takes more time than the average person to make dk mad, but the second you are uncomfortable it’s over.

dokyeom can feel you tense up, which causes an almost instantaneous shift in his entire demeanor. instead of the usual sunny smile, his face is blank, staring back at the person still trying to talk to you.

“you should back off.” he states, with much more aggression and dominance than either of you expected. but somehow, with a scoff and a roll of their eyes, the person walked away.

dk immediately puts his hand over his chest to calm himself down. “i thought they were gonna beat me up!” he exclaims quietly.

“me too” you chuckled back.

Seungkwan:

have you seen this man when he’s mad or annoyed?????? yeah. imagine being glared at by seungkwan. no thanks.

so you can only imagine how the other person feels when they practically feel holes burning into their skull, before turning and seeing none other than seungkwan glaring them down from across the room.

most of the time, the person leaves before seungkwan ms strides bring him to his spot beside you, but if the person hitting on you is still brave enough to endure short distance glaring from seungkwan, it doesn’t last for very long before they start shifting uncomfortably and eventually excusing themself.

a/n: performance unit version coming soon! requests are open! :)

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sweet things (f)

seungkwan x gn!reader

a/n: i wrote this because there’s not a lot of seungkwan fics and i just need an outlet to keep my seungkwan delusions in check 🤞😋

there’s something about you that makes seungkwan just want to sit you on a beautiful throne and offer you all the love and possessions he can give you. maybe it’s the way you get flustered with every sweet thing he does, or the way you give your all in showing him the love he deserves — it’s apparently an innate desire to see you glowing with joy and love.

case in point, while he likes to act as if he were only doing it because it looked like your spine was about to deform from the weight of your bag (it really wasn’t heavy), he likes to insist on carrying your bag, especially when you’ve been adjusting its handle or strap on your shoulders. even if you do decline the offer, you’ll find yourself smiling when you feel the bag lighten a bit (it’s definitely not because of him lifting the bag from the bottom).

another thing is keeping you out of harm’s way. whether or not you’re a clumsy person, his spider senses activate as soon as you do something that may potentially harm you.

something fell under the table? he’s immediately covering your head with his hands when you crawl down to get it back.

filming the beautiful scenery? seungkwan already has his hands on your waist to keep you from bumping into people or tripping over your own feet.

but, what if you’ve already hurt yourself? he’s already on his way to fulfill his duty as your nurse… after he finishes laughing, of course.

lastly, while his job as an idol takes up most of his time, he does his absolute best to make time for you. and, during those day offs he gets to spend with you, he’s paying full attention to you! (may or may not be calling out those people who game all day when they invite their partners over).

he loves hearing you talk about your day, especially when you go into full detail like how the music you were playing was coincidentally matching a random pigeon’s stride, or even how a little pebble in your shoe somehow threw off your luck for the day.

what he loves the most though is when you sit him down on the bed to watch you try on everything you bought that day. seungkwan’s fully engrossed in the try-on haul and acts as if he was invited to paris fashion week, watching models strut down the runway. he even goes as far as acting like a photographer and going into all sorts of weird poses to “get the best angles” when you model by the doorway.

and during those days you feel as if you’re truly unworthy of the treatment he has been giving you, he’s quick to wrap you up in his arms and remind you that you deserve everything in this world and so much more than what he can offer you.

“i love you, y/n. everything i do for you is because i love you and you love me. i don’t care if you think you don’t deserve it because it’s my choice, and i believe you deserve it and so much more. you are a person worthy of unconditional love and care, i hope you will understand this. it doesn’t have to be right now, but i hope it’ll be in the near future, my love”.

how the heck does he look so good in the banner

lover // over the moon

seungkwan x reader

synopsis: late-night-date-night for you and your boyfriend Seungkwan ended up as people-watching and karaoke… and maybe some kisses?

currently playing: lover // over the moon - alice phoebe lou

word count: 2.1k

genre/contains: fluff, established relationship, gn!reader, pda, karaoke, kissing, assuming things about people, mentions of food, alcohol, and weed

a/n: hihi hello, today I offer you Seungkwan fluffy date night~ THANK U @lovelyhan FOR LITERALLY EVERYTHING YOU SAID ABOUT THIS / PROOFING IT FOR ME <3333

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“Her,” he said and your eyes followed the direction of his gaze, your eyes landing on a woman, around fifty or sixty you guessed, and dressed in all purple. 

“Ah yes, a purple lady, a fine specimen too…” you began, imitating David Attenborough and letting your brain spin a story of assumptions about the lady you had just laid your eyes on. 

“Here with two of her old friends that she only sees three times per year for their birthdays because they have no common interests anymore. Definitely works with fiber arts because there is no way anyone would give away a poncho gorgeous as that one. This is, of course, not to mention the fact that she’s on a strict pescetarian diet, but not the regular shmegular one, but one where she consumes almost exclusively everything that comes from the sea.” 

“She tried weed back in the day, and brings it up whenever someone insinuates that she never does anything fun,” Seungkwan declared confidently, nodding as he continued observing the lady who had now taken her seat along with her two companions at the fancy table set for them by the other end of the restaurant. 

“The man next to her is getting the stinky eye from her - he has for sure been flirting with the third one for years, but our purple lady can’t say anything about it because of the fact that he keeps a huge secret of hers.”

Seungkwans eyes lit up, “He caught the purple lady seeing the other ladies’ ex-husband!” he exclaimed, just a tad too loud, making the people closest to your little table in the corner of the restaurant turn to glance at you both. You both stared at each other with huge eyes, trying to hold back your laughs as you waited for them to go back to ignoring you. Once they did you both began giggling like crazy, “Okay, okay, what about those two teens?” you said, throwing the freestyle ball over to Seungkwan. 

“Mmh, yeah so, they’re cousins, and they were close as kids right, but now they have absolutely nothing in common, and they’re probably so annoyed at each other,” he said, picking up his glass to take another sip of his wine. 

“Naah, I can’t agree with that. Okay that they’re cousins, but they’re definitely close, just look at the way they’re literally fighting with their eyes!” 

Seungkwan put his glass down and squinted towards the two sitting on opposite sides of their table, both seemingly trying to fight the urge to kick each other in the shin. 

“Nevermind, I see it now,” he admitted, “They’re waiting for the dinner to end so they can go to a party one of their friends is throwing, and that one,” he pointed rather blatantly at one of the teens, “that one is hiding a bottle they stole in their bag,” he said with a tone of irrefutability that made you grin. 

“The other one is mad because they stole it from their house before they left and they know that they’re the only one that will get in trouble for the whole thing if anyone catches on to what they’re doing since they’re supposed to be the responsible and sensible one,” you added with a chuckle, watching how the teens were now sticking their tongues out at each other and loving how childish they were acting. 

“Kids, always at each others’ throats doing illegal shit,” Seungkwan said, shaking his head in disapproval making you burst out in laughter and subsequently putting a huge smile on Seungkwan’s lips. 

“What about those two then?” he said still looking at you, you looked around, confused as to who exactly he meant. 

“Which ones, the old lady and the young guy with the hipster beard?” 

“No, the young couple off in the corner, snickering and giggling like a couple of idiots,” he said with a smirk playing at his lips as he picked up his glass and waited for you to catch on. 

“Ooh,” you said as you got what he was trying at, “those two. Yeah, they’re definitely idiots alright. Look at them sitting there, having finished their desert forever ago, just getting tipsier with every glass they order,” you said and rolled your eyes as if you were just so embarrassed for the poor suckers. 

“And they keep staring at people and whispering to each other, do you think they’re criminals seeing who they can scam for a free meal?” he gasped with sarcastic shock. 

“Or are they those types of people, who are so caught up in their own bubble that they don’t even realize that everyone can hear when they whisper incredibly loudly to each other as they make up stories about people’s lives for fun,” you said and put your hand over your mouth, being as melodramatic as you could without breaking character. 

Seungkwan nodded, “They’re definitely disgustingly in love with one another, absolute suckers for each other, and I would bet money on the fact that the boyfriend over there is so stupidly in love with them that he has been wanting to lean over the table and kiss them the entire night. I bet he’s already impatient and ready to leave so he can be all over them as soon as they get out of here,” he said with a warm smile as he spoke. 

“I bet they have been wanting to leave so they can kiss him properly too,” you said, your smile matching his and you both chuckled, indeed so caught up in your little bubble in the corner to even care about how anyone that overheard you would have shaken their head and muttered: “fucking people in love that have no sense of when and where you can be all lovey-dovey,” and rolling their eyes at you while they thought back to when they were the ones sitting at that table fawning over the one they were so madly in love with. 

“I’ll get the check if you get our coats,” he said and you agreed and went to fetch your coats where you had checked them in a couple of hours ago. 

When you had gotten them you waited by the exit when you saw Seungkwan walking towards you. His hair was half dragged back to reveal a bit of his forehead and as he walked up to you he casually put his wallet back into his pants as he walked up to you with a huge grin plastered to his face. His expression, combined with the hue of pink his cheeks had turned, revealed just how tipsy he had gotten during the few hours you had eaten at the restaurant and you couldn’t help but think about how adorable yet handsome he looked. 

You pushed the door open and walked out into the night air of the city still alive and shining with life, the cold feeling surprisingly pleasant against your skin. You had barely gotten out on the sidewalk when you felt your entire world become a sudden blur, the hand on your waist and the lips that attached themselves to yours being the only thing keeping you grounded and simultaneously sending you soaring through the night sky. 

When you opened your eyes as Seungkwan pulled back you both smiled widely at each other and you stole a quick peck from his warm lips that tasted of the wine you had just been sipping on before you stabilized yourself and laughed at how he had fulfilled exactly what he had said he wanted just a moment ago inside the restaurant. 

“Wanna go somewhere else?” he asked, his eyes glimmering in the light of the streetlights shining down upon you. 

“What if… we went to a karaoke bar?” you suggested, wiggling your eyebrows as you walked hand in hand with him and turned so you were facing him, walking almost backward as you tried to wiggle your way to a yes from him. 

He chuckled, his eyes sparkling again in the warm light, “Yes yes, let’s go sing but please, get back here so you don’t fall and die today.”

You got a smug expression on your face, very satisfied with your persuasion skills this evening, mentally pinning ‘eyebrow wiggling’ as a thing that works on tipsy Seungkwan before you obliged and turned yourself back around so you wouldn’t risk falling over or walking into anything.

The giddy excitement from the idea of getting to scream your lungs out at the nearest karaoke place made you speed up your steps, dragging Seungkwan until you got too far ahead of him and you let go of his hand. 

“Come on Boo, let’s gooooooo!” you shouted out into the calm street as you skipped down the sidewalk with your boyfriend jogging up to catch up with you. 

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When you reached the bar closest to where you had eaten your dinner, you immediately got into a room and began singing all the songs in your repertoire; of course, messing up about 79% of every note yourself while Seungkwan was hitting at least 62% more notes than you yourself managed to. 

You were putting on your absolute best performance, shouting “A WHOLE NEW WORLD” into the mic as you spun around and pretended to be flying through the night air on a carpet with Seungkwan and your imaginary monkey. 

“Wooooo BOO!!” you shouted when it was time for Seungkwan’s solo part of the song, and when he began singing you cheered, throwing fake roses as his feet as you pretended to cry to his performance as Jasmine. You got up and finished your performance shouting whenever you saw a camel or a cool river in the desert you flew over on the screen in front of you. 

You were both absolutely exhausted from your extravagant performance when the song came to an end, both of you falling together like two sacks of potatoes right next to each other on the sofa placed toward the wall of the room. When you heard the first notes of “I’ve had the time of my life” you couldn’t help but smile and look over at Seungkwan who was just as wiped out as you, mainly putting the track on as a calming and nostalgic background instrumental. 

Neither of you could help it though, the impulse to sing overtook you. You both tried your best to follow along for a while, but in the end you both gave up in favor of just breathing as you looked up at the ceiling and the lights that shifted from green to purple to some sort of reddish-orange hue.

Chuckling at your exhaustion, you turned your heads to look at one another. “Your Jasmine is incredible,” you breathed out, smiling when Seungkwan smirked at you and kissed you hastily before saying “Thank you, you weren’t too shabby yourself.” 

You scoffed at his compliment, but continued to stare at him where he was sitting; admiring his side profile and being entranced by the way his chest was still heaving a bit from having been active for so long. 

“Damn, now I need to kiss you,” you said, sighing in a resigning manner, making Seungkwan look at you with a small smile on his lips, and his eyes glimmering in the lights coming from all around.

“Is that so? I mean, you’re gonna have to be the one to move if you wanna kiss me that bad,” he explained with a smug look on his face, making you pout for just a second before you heaved yourself off the couch only to sit down across his lap a foot away, placing your arms around his neck and playing with the hair on the back of his head. 

“Happy?” you smiled, knowing he was from the way he was grinning. 

“Very happy,” he said and you kissed him, slow and sweet. 

“Me too,” you whispered when you pulled your lips off of his for a second before you kissed him again, both of you smiling like the lovesick fools you were. But now the last chorus of the song was about to play and as the beat dropped you both pulled apart and began belting the “I’ve had, the time of my life~” before you looked back at each other. 

Now you were both laughing messes, this wasn’t the first ‘belting a song makeout intermission’ you had experienced together, and it probably wasn’t the last, but it didn’t matter. Nothing matters because you’re his, and he’s yours, and you’re in love, and absolutely nothing else could matter more. 

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Oh, Baby!

Pairings: seungkwan x reader

Genre: slight angst (if you'd squint), fluff

Hi! Similar to my previous works, this is not yet proofread and was written poorly (I know). I was planning to post this on SK's birthday but I got distracted. Anyway, I hope you'll like this and please let me know how I can improve my writings. Thank you! :)

Ps. I was listening to this song and got inspired to write this fic hehe. You might want to give it a listen ^^

Pps. Belated happy birthday to our bootamin! Let's give them more love this year <3

Seungkwan is adamant. He knows what he wants and will dilligently work to earn his goals. He's never hasty with decisions and often check on the pros and cons repeatedly before acting on it. True to his friends' words, he is indeed one resolute man.

But even the strongest have weaknesses. Batman has a kryptonite— and so is he, who's now unsure whether he did the right thing for his heart's sake, for his sake.

For a moment he wished that there is a time machine to undo his hasty decisions brought by the emotions he tries so hard to keep in. But no such thing could erase his messages and a promise of song he would lovingly sing, wishing you'd hold onto the words like how you got him wrapped around your fingers.

"You're out of it again, Seungkwan. Are you drunk?" the sound of your voice brought him back to reality, following your chuckles as you tell him how long he was staring blankly at you.

"Shut up. I wasn't even able to drink with the members tonight" he retorted as he passed you a can of beer. "I pity them, though. I'm having one right now"

"I don't think one can of beer can get you drunk. If that was your plan for inviting me tonight, you failed Boo Seungkwan" you rolled your eyes at him and munched on the snacks you bought on the way to the hill.

"I wasn't planning on getting drunk. I told you we'll be stargazing" with  dismissive hand gesture, the apple of his eyes replied, "It's the first time you weren't thinking thoroughly. There are no stars. Can't you see?" For the nth time, you rolled your eyes at him and quickly changed your position. He gave you a glance as you sat beside him and rested your head on his shoulders, continuing to munch on your snacks.

For a second, he looked at the sky and saw nothing but dark clouds. But was it really the first time he didn't think through things? There are more times than that, if he would remember corre tly. Like how he skipped practice to make sure you'll get home safe or how he bailed on his trip, planned months before, with Seokmin the last minute so he can accompany you to your family dinner — but he will never tell you that. At least, not now.

He huffed. "I guess we'll be SKYgazing then." He took a sip of his own beer and let his eyes wander around. The surroundings felt like home and kind of gave him light albeit dark. This is how he pictured his future, long ago. Peace. Silence. With you.

It doesn't matter if you'll end up with someone else. He promised himself that he'd be the best friend you can always count on. He'd stay with you through thick and thin, be the best uncle your future children could ever ask for, and give you all the support you need even if he's just on the sidelines.

But, as long as no dude has the guts to take you away from him, he'd wait for a miracle— for you to magically see him from a different light and realize how your best friend is smitten and is actually head over heels in love with you. If only... if only you could see.

To fulfill his promise earlier, he started singing lines from their song imperfect love, knowing how much you loved it because it gives you feelings you can't explain.

Seungkwan didn't realize that you linked your arms with his the entire time, not until your grip tightened as the song came to an end. He wouldn't dare look at you for he knows he might kiss you right then and there because of how giddy he feels inside. "used to this.."

"What did you say?" you let go of his arms only to turn and face him. "I said, I can get used to this." You started. "You know... it's just me and you, us. Amidst the chaotic world we live in, I can only ever find peace if I'm with you. I don't mind living my life if every single day would be spent with you, Seungkwan."

The man was loss for words. His brain went haywired. Was he dreaming? Was that a confession of sort? He wished somebody would pinch him.

"I... wow. I don't know what to say" he wished he just kept his mouth closed after seeing a look of disappointment crossed over your face. If he felt bad after saying those words, he now feels worse after you gave a weak smile in return followed by you, telling him to ignore what happened. "Just forget I said a single thing" you added.

"Wait. What? No, no!" He panicked, not knowing what to do with his hands but ended up reaching over to grab yours. "Was that a confession? Do you like me more than a best friend should?" He questioned.

You gave him a confused look but anwered his questions nonetheless. "Well, yes... and yes" before you could utter another word, you were enveloped in a tight, warm hug. Him whispering how much he prayed to be in the same exact moment you are now and eventually confessing the feelings he tried to surpress.

He checked the time, 11:58, without letting you go, he muttered "I'm too shy to see your face while I tell you this... but since it is still my birthday, would you do the honor to fulfill one of my wishes, and be mine?"

On the same spot at midnight, his wish came true, sealed with a tighter hug and a sweet kiss not in haste.

strangers-to-lovers au with uni classmate!seungkwan

༉‧₊˚✧ for my 1k event !

requested by @seungcy : HIII WIFEYYY CONGRATS ON 1K MUAH MUAH <3 i hope ur taking good care of urself <3 luv u sm muah; may i request 🫣 uni student kwan strangers to lovers where kwan wants to get to know fem!reader so as a way to slowly open up to her, he buys her snacks and leaves them by where she sits along with little notes <//3 KINDA LIKE A SECRET ADMIRER 🫣 and they talk this way for a couple months and reader wants to know them better so kwan gives them his number and then they meet up and yeah <3 fall in luv kiss kiss smoochies very fluffy i love him i won’t him yes yes 🫣🫣

a/n: hai waifey 💗💗 i hope you like how your req turned out muah muah!!!! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY I HOPE YOU HAVE A SEGGSYLICIOUS DAY EVERYONE GO SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY WAIF RN >:( 💗

word count | 2.1k

pairing | boo seungkwan (svt) x f!reader

genre | fluff, humour (a lil), university au, strangers-to-lovers au

warning(s) / includes | food mentions (please lmk if i missed anything!)

you were his classmate in one of his electives

it was one of those easy-a courses where the professor reads off the slides and you can afford to not pay attention and still do pretty well as long as you memorise everything

so most people pretty much either skipped class or blatantly didn’t pay attention, treating the lecture as a 2-hour podcast for background noise

seungkwan wouldn’t say he was the best student, but he thinks it’s a safe estimate that he tried harder than 80% of the people who even showed up to class

it wasn’t a very fun time though </3 with people either dozing off or doing their own thing, he hadn’t made a single friend in the class because it just felt awkward to suddenly approach someone halfway through the semester :(

sometimes vernon snuck into the auditorium to keep him company whenever he didn’t have tutorials <3 we love friends <3

but the lecturer was just so good at lulling people to sleep that he’s usually out cold half an hour in </3 once again leaving seungkwan to his own devices </3

boooooooo (affectionate)

the class had to do an individual presentation on an assigned topic, and in the lesson following the deadline your lecturer randomly picked twenty people off the name list to present theirs in front of everyone

that was the day you caught seungkwan’s eye <333

everyone else before you didn’t bother trying to look like they were interested in the topic, which was understandable, but that meant their presentations were barely engaging and he was fighting to keep his eyes open 😭

but then your name was called, and he heard murmured apologies from a few rows behind him as you made your way down to the podium

you were so cute with your glasses, the large lens complementing your bright eyes perfectly as you shyly began speaking

but perhaps the most attractive part about you was your attitude; you were cheerful and friendly, not excessively so, but enough to have the bored audience paying attention

seungkwan could tell you were nervous: your voice quivered a little at certain points and you fumbled over your words a little whenever the computer was being slow and refused to move onto the next slide despite your frantic clicking, but you recovered quickly after each time

you ended your presentation with a shy smile and an awkward little bow that made some people (including himself) giggle good-naturedly, and he watched fondly as you gave the lecturer a polite nod before practically running back to your seat from embarrassment

he snuck a glance over his shoulder at you, smiling to himself when he found you ducking your head to shield your flustered face from the people sitting near you

he took an instant liking to you that day; you just radiated such positive vibes, and he admired that 🥺

poor kwan wanted to your friend so, so badly, but he didn’t know how to approach you without coming off weird or awkward ;-;

by a stroke of luck, you sat directly in front of him in the next class, an idea popped into his head when you left the auditorium during the 10-minute break

he bought a chocolate bar that morning for when he got hungry or wanted a snack, but then he thought it might be nice to give it to you instead in case you needed a pick-me-up, and who doesn’t like free food?

so he whipped out the little pad of sticky notes he always brought with him (they’re cute—they have little bears holding tangerines on the bottom), and wrote you a short message

you came back to your seat after a quick bathroom break to find a chocolate bar on your tray table along with a small note, you looked around a bit but everyone seemed busy doing their own thing, looking completely inconspicuous; you had no friends in this class so you knew it wasn’t a prank, and no one came up telling you it was meant for someone else either

it left you confused, but you weren’t about to complain about a small act of kindness from one of your classmates

seungkwan couldn’t see, but you had the biggest smile on your face as you read the note, your finger tracing over the pretty, neat penmanship

i hope you like chocolate ^v^ good luck with your classes if you have more after this one!

you did have another class later in the day, and it was a tough one too—your mystery classmate has a good hunch, it seems

your friend seokmin noted the skip in your step as you met up with him for dinner that night, and you excitedly pulled out the chocolate and the note to show him

“looks like someone has a secret admirer,” he affectionately teased, but it couldn’t be, right? you never talked to anyone in this class aside from that one time you asked a boy for a spare sheet of paper. plus, the class has over a hundred people, you’d be practically invisible

you thought you just got lucky that one time, but the notes kept coming for every lesson that followed, and the snack or drink that came with each sticky note was also different every week

even the girl who sat next to you during one of the lectures gushed over how sweet the gesture was when she saw you reading the note, and it led you to realise just how much you liked this mystery person, how they managed to get you to look forward to a morning class on a monday

deep down, you were dying to know who they were because they seem so thoughtful and easy to talk to; you’d love to meet them to thank them for their kindness and maybe even treat them to lunch or dinner as a sign of gratitude. who knows? perhaps you’d even end up being friends

and technically, you knew it’d be easy to catch them in the act—pretend to leave your seat and spy from afar until the mystery person made their move, but you resisted the urge with all your willpower, because if they wanted to reveal themselves, they would’ve; the fact that they didn’t told you they most likely weren’t comfortable with doing so yet, and you wanted to respect that

so you decided to communicate with them another way: by leaving them a snack and a little message of your own

bonus: it was also a great chance to finally break out your hoard of adorable stickers and notepads <3

your messages to each other got longer and longer; from just a few sentences wishing the other a lovely rest of the day, to short paragraphs telling each other little tidbits about yourselves and your week

you found out that they like tangerines (which made sense given the sticky notes they use), that they’re a journalism major, and that they like playing badminton and hanging out with their friends when they have free time <3 all of which you found completely endearing

seungkwan loves your notes with all his heart ;-; he honestly wasn’t expecting you to return the gesture, simply wanting to do something nice for someone who seemed like a fun person to be around, but the fact that you did has his heart racing and heat rushing to his cheeks

all his friends playfully teased him for how giddy he acted whenever he showed them your notes, but for once he didn’t really mind the teasing because he was far, far too whipped to care

lich rally bought a little folder to keep all your sticky notes so they wouldn’t get all crumpled in his bag <3 he reads them whenever he’s frustrated with something, because knowing you see him as a friend despite you two not even knowing each other cheers him up after a long day :(

you were having so much fun exchanging messages this way that it didn’t hit you until the second to last lecture that you’d potentially never get to genuinely know this incredibly sweet person in your class

and while you knew there was the chance of them not wanting to reveal themselves and preferring to leave this in the past once the semester ended, you still wanted to give it a shot ;-;

seungkwan’s hands were shaking a little as he read your note

you totally don’t have to agree if you’re not comfortable, but i’d love to meet you :’)

suddenly, he’s hit with a wave of self-doubt </3 it’s a lot easier to seem cool over paper or text or basically anything that didn’t involve spontaneous, on-the-spot situations, he’s not sure if you’d find him as interesting or fun to talk to once you got to know him irl :(((((

you didn’t hear from him that class, which made you a little sad, but you were ready to prepare yourself for the inevitable outcome that you’d never know who this person is and that this all would simply remain a fond memory in your uni life </3

the week leading up to the last lecture, all of seungkwan’s closest friends hyped him up so much 😞 they knew how much he liked you and from the notes you wrote back it was clear that you liked him just as much

after a lot of encouragement, he wrote you the final note and dropped it off at your table during the 10-minute break

let’s meet up after lecture today >< i’ll wait for you by the water dispensers outside the auditorium

to say you were vibrating with excitement after you read his note was an understatement

finally!!!! you get to find out who your mystery friend is!!!!!!!!

you could barely focus for the rest of the class, which wasn’t a huge deal anyways as the lecturer was simply going over the answers to your quiz

you kept glancing at the clock in the hall, at your watch, at the time on your laptop, then the time on your phone, eagerly counting down the minutes to the end of class

when your lecturer dismissed everyone, you were so nervous that you felt like you were going to throw up, for a split second you wondered if this was a good idea, but you ultimately decided to take a few deep breaths to compose yourself before heading outside

most of your classmates had already dispersed, not wanting to linger on campus for any longer after their last lecture of the day, so it was easy to narrow down who your mystery friend was

as you walked over to the water dispensers, you couldn’t help but think how it was almost too good to be true: standing next to the dispensers was a cute boy with the fluffiest hair and squishiest cheeks, wearing what looks like the softest sweater ever as he anxiously rocked back and forth on his heels

maybe this is a coincidence? maybe he isn’t the person you’re looking for but a cute guy who just so happened to be waiting for someone else?

all these questions brewing in your head were squashed when he gave you a shy smile as you drew closer, a quiet “hi” passing through his pretty lips

it was awkward, but not uncomfortably so

“are you…?” “the person who wrote you the notes? yeah, that’s me.”

you noticed how he wrung his hands together nervously as he confessed, and hoped that the warm smile you gave in return would be enough to reassure him

“it was so sweet of you to do that for me, thank you. i’m y/n, but you probably already knew that.”

he chuckles, cheeks still tinged a rosy pink, “yeah… i’m seungkwan.”

“well, seungkwan, i don’t have class after this anymore, so do you want to get lunch together?”

his eyes almost bugged out of his head at your invitation, but he quickly recovered and eagerly agreed, telling you he knew about this new place just outside campus that had really good sushi

you honestly couldn’t believe your luck: he was funny, sweet, and kind, and the two of you chatted like you’ve been friends for years as you ate, even going to get coffee together after because neither of you wanted your conversation to end <33 after a few more months of being friends and getting to know each other, he asked you out properly during one of your coffee shop study dates 💗

and now after almost two years of dating, the two of you still kept those notes from all those months ago in a little box tucked away safely in a desk drawer at your apartment

and when your friends asked you two if you were going to save them to show your future children, seungkwan merely responded with two playful, haughty words

“yeah, and?”

a/n: will proofread tmr bc it’s 3am rn and i have to get up for class in a few hours HWJSHAJ anyways waifey if ur reading this i hope you liked this :’))) 💗💗 ily a lot teehee kissies smooches

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seungkwan bf scenarios

&&. idol / non-idol!sk, fluff

wc. 0.5k

a/n: birthday present to my baby and loml.

seungkwan, who will always remembers small moments you told him or moments of you two together. "isn't this the one you gifted to your mother?" he pointed to the new vase that you just bought yesterday. "you remember? yea i did." he gives out a cheesy smile, kissing you in the cheek. "of course i remember, you even bought roses for her to put in."

seungkwan, who is willing to sacrifice his tiredness so you can sleep too. "i'm sorry baby, you should sleep. you have work tomorrow." you pushed him to the bed, his eyes almost closing at the warmth. "'hm, no. i'll sing you to sleep." he pulled you to him, tightly hugging you. "it's 1 am kwannie." you complained but to no use, he was already singing softly, lulling you to dream land.

seungkwan, who always will notice small changes in you, even if it's so dumb. "woah." he exclaimed. "what?" "you look beautiful." you rolled your eyes. you had just his t-shirt and shorts on with messy hair. "you tried the mascara i bought you." you were shock he'd even see that, you only applied so little that you didn't even think it did anything.

seungkwan who would appreciate little things you do or give him. "i'm sorry it isn't much, i had a rough time trying to find something you'd actually like." you smiled slightly, playing with your fingers. "i think it's amazing." you bought him a bracelet that has lots of designs, one of them being a dog and a heart. "you're not lying are you?" "why would i?" also seungkwan who would wear accessories you gift to him everyday, not taking it off. "hyung, i've never seen you take that off once." dino said, sitting down next to him. "his girlfriend gave him that." "i've never even seen you use my present once!" seungcheol exclaimed on the other side of the room.

seungkwan, who will proudly show you off and defend you. "my partner gave me this shirt, i haven't washed it yet. i was too excited to wear it." seungkwan laughed and moved away to show off his outfit that you thought would look good on him. "it's ugly? yah! if your partner gifted the same shirt, will you still think it's ugly?" he sassed out. "it's not even yours it's mine." he added. "AND even if i don't like it, i'd still wear it because she had the effort to buy me this."

seungkwan, who will make an effort to learn your native language. "seungkwan, what're you doing?" you asked, resting your head onto his shoulder. "i'm learning (language)." you couldn't help but crack a smile. "seriously? you don't have to." he kissed your cheek. "i want to."

and lastly, seungkwan, who would love you as you. "i don't think i look good." you confessed, looking down in shame. "oh baby, you look amazing." his eyes showed comfort and loving, he was going to take you on a date. "but if you don't want to go, i'm not forcing you but you look so beautiful in that." "just in this? not when i'm wearing pajama's or something?" you teased, a smile showing on your face. "you look magnificent everyday with or without clothes." you laughed at his remark, hitting him with your bag.

seungkwan - coffee shop

word count : 536

it’s seungkwan’s birthday ! whoop whoop ! can’t wait for the bss comeback, we desperately need it

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"who the hell signed me up for a morning shift?" one of your coworkers, jihoon, asked as he walked behind the counter.

"did you draw the short straw or something?" you asked as you clocked in for your shift at the register.

"no, jeonghan just put me on. i'm gonna punch him when i see him tomorrow," jihoon replied and walked into the back of the store.

"at least you didn't close last night. i'm so tired," your manager, joshua, said as he set out fresh pitchers with different creamer and milk options on a countertop at the back of the store.

once the store opened, it was a busy morning at the coffee shop you worked out. it was completely normal for the store to get busy, but it was a bit too busy for your liking. a bunch of students from the nearby university were in the shop getting their daily dose of caffeine. you recognized the regulars along with one or two familiar faces from walking around campus.

while your coworkers worked behind the counter, you stepped out to clean some of the empty tables that had crumbs or empty cups on them. you walked to a table near the front door and cleaned it off along with the two chairs next to it. when you turned to another table, you accidentally bumped into someone. you heard a cup fall onto the ground and saw who you bumped into.

"oh come on, y/n. you're supposed to be better than that."

you rolled your eyes, "you can save the dramatics for your acting class. i'll make you another one, seungkwan," you said and continued cleaning the tables. "hey, jihoon! can you grab the mop for me?" you asked your coworker, who replied with a nod while grabbing a pastry from the display case.

as you pushed in a chair, you looked at seungkwan, who sat down at the table you had just cleaned. he crossed his legs while staring at you, waiting for his new coffee.

"what are you doing here? don't you have class right now?" you asked him since you usually saw him after the morning rush.

"class was cancelled. my professor is at a conference or something like that," he mentioned and picked up his bag from the floor. "did you start on your project for class yet?" he asked while taking his laptop out of his bag along with a folder. you two were in a child development class together and had a big project to work on.

"yea, but i didn't do much yet. i've never really heard of my topic before, so i don't really know where to start," you replied. "i don't think anyone knows much about their topics."

"we should work on it together. maybe we can help each other out," he suggested.

you nodded in agreement, "yea, sure."

"hey y/n! can you grab the a new thing of creamer?" joshua asked you from behind the counter.

"yea, i will!" you replied and looked at seungkwan. "see ya," you said to him.

"get me my coffee, woman."

you rolled your eyes again, "so grouchy."

best boyfriend ever

member | seungkwan x gn reader genre | fluff word count | 750 synopsis | seungkwan takes care of you when you're sick warnings | mentions of nausea/other sick things (not super descriptive), seungkwan is the cutest and most caring boyfriend notes | requested by 🧸 anon! hope you feel better soon!!

one reblog = one lime gatorade seungkwan will give you

“baby, you have to take your temperature. please?”

you’re laying in bed, laptop propped up on the side table and playing the most recent episode of the show you’re watching. the only good thing about being sick is that even though you’re in a constant state of aches and pains, at least you can use the time to catch up on your favorite series.

despite being nauseous and dizzy 24/7, the downtime is actually a nice break from your responsibilities. but that doesn’t stop you from trying anyway; what’s even worse than feeling sick, is feeling unproductive.

you had almost made it to work today, but seungkwan managed to catch you before you could walk out the door, bundled up in layers and layers of coats and jackets but not wearing any shoes.

he just gently steered you back into bed, cooing about how you’d freeze and make yourself even sicker and that your boss could find somebody to cover for you for another day.

“i don’t want to, kwannie,” you sniffle through a stuffy nose. “it’s not like the fever is gonna go down anytime soon.”

he sighs, sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. “yes, but we still have to make sure it doesn’t go up. i don’t wanna have to take you to the hospital.”

“you wouldn’t even take me to the hospital? that’s so mean. worst boyfriend ever.”

“if you weren’t so sick i might actually be offended,” he huffs, holding out the thermometer to you. “now will you open up for me please? at least let me do it for you. just sixty seconds, that’s all i need. then i’ll bring you more gatorade, how about that?”

“mm, gatorade,” you murmur, more to yourself than to him. with a lot of effort you roll onto your other side so you can face him. “i thought i drank the last one yesterday, though?”

“i bought more.”

“the lime flavor i like?”

“mhm. got the big pack, too.”

“yay!” you say with a weak smile. you give in and open your mouth for him, the promise of something yummy to drink enough to bribe you into letting him take your temperature.

he carefully sticks the tip of the thermometer under your tongue, holding it in place for you. you let your eyes fall shut while you wait, suddenly growing tired. and before you know it the little plastic stick in your mouth is beeping, signaling that it’s done.

you slowly pry your eyes open, eyes fixed on seungkwan’s face as he checks the display. sometimes you forget how pretty he is, and it’s not the first time he’s caught you staring for longer than you should. his soft skin seems to glow, even despite the curtains being closed to block out the sunlight because it gives you a headache.

“only 100.8°,” he says, breaking your trance as he turns the thermometer around to show you. “lucky you, no hospital for you today.”

you hum in response and close your eyes again, letting your head fall back against the pillows.

now it’s seungkwan’s turn to watch you, gently brushing away the hair that’s fallen across your face. “are you getting tired, baby?”

you sigh, coughing a little. “maybe.”

he smiles fondly, but you don’t see it with your eyes closed. “alright. call me when you wake up again, okay, sweetheart? i’ll make you some soup when you get hungry.”

you mumble again and settle into bed as seungkwan fixes the sheets around you, smoothing down the blankets and picking up the extra pillow that had fallen onto the floor. finally he shuts your laptop for you, pausing your episode for later so you don’t miss anything, because he knows you’d be upset if you lost your place and had to go back and find where you left off.

he leans down and presses a little kiss to your forehead, watching your eyelashes flutter for a moment before he stands up and starts to walk away.

“seungkwan?” you call out softly, and he stops immediately, turning around.

“yeah?”

there’s a pause. “i love you.”

“i love you, too,” he replies, the smile on his face growing.

“i’m sorry i said you were the worst boyfriend ever. i didn’t mean it. you’re the best boyfriend ever.”

he shakes his head, already knowing you didn’t mean it and trying his best not to laugh at your sweet apology. “thank you, sweetheart. i love you, too,” he repeats.

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