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PAIRING choi seungcheol x reader GENRE fluff | 0.8k words

two rings is all it took for seungcheol to pick up his phone.

"hey," your best friend’s voice greets you on the other end.

“hey, are you busy?” the rain cascades down in a steady rhythm, painting the city streets in a glistening sheen as you stand outside your company building.

as you wait, the symphony of city traffic blend with the gentle falling of raindrops.

you hear a few muffled voices in the background. “no why, are you okay?” seungcheol’s concerned voice cut through the ambient noise of the bustling restaurant, his genuine worry palpable even through the phone.

jeonghan and mingyu observes the sudden shift in seungcheol’s demeanor, their curiosity piqued as they wonder who is on the phone with him.

“cheol, did something happen?” jeonghan asks him, speaking for everyone at the dinner. just moments ago, seungcheol was catching up with jeonghan and mingyu about the past week, before his phone rang and he picked up the call.

“i forgot my umbrella today…” you admit on the other end of the line with embarrassment. seungcheol had reminded you many times in the morning that it would pour heavily tonight, despite the weather being bright and sunny, but you were in a rush for work and left it at home.

“okay, i’ll be there in ten, stay inside the lobby.” seungcheol instructs you, ending the call and shoving his phone into his pocket. he grabs the black umbrella he had left on the side of his chair earlier, looking around the restaurant at his friends.

“sorry, guys, i need to go. i’ll eat dinner next time.”

it took exactly eight minutes for seungcheol’s car to appear on the road in front of you.

you were about to step outside of the lobby until you notice he was exiting his car with an opened umbrella.

seungcheol walked towards your building lobby, a smile reaching his face once he spots you waiting.

“cheolie,” you greet, meeting him at the door as he motions for you to come under the umbrella. “thanks for picking me up.” he leads you towards his car, opening the passenger door for you.

“of course, hop in,” seungcheol closes the door when you are seated, making sure you aren’t getting your clothes wet from the pouring rain. when he gets back inside his car, he drifts off into the direction of your house.

“i told you to bring your umbrella to work in the morning,” was the first comment he makes, breaking the comfortable silence in the car.

you sigh, head hanging low and staring at your fingers. “i know, i’m sorry… i was running late to work.” you feel guilty because it was a poor excuse compared to how many times seungcheol had reminded you.

“were you doing something when i called?”

“no,” seungcheol keeps his eyes on the road, shrugging his shoulders.

your gaze shifts to the road in front of you, watching the car stop to a red light. “didn’t you go to dinner with everyone else? i read the texts after work.”

after arriving at work, you had put your phone on silent. when you finally checked your notifications, you saw that seungkwan texted “anyone down for dinner tonight?” in the group chat with many replies in agreement.

“yeah, i did come from dinner. don’t worry though, i told everyone about your important presentation today and that you weren’t making it.” seungcheol answers, easing your concern.

you felt yourself grin because he remembered important details about your work, even if a presentation at your company had nothing to do with him.

suddenly, seungcheol’s carplay screen lights up with an incoming call from soonyoung. he presses the screen to answer the call.

“hey, cheolie, are you alright?” you hear soonyoung ask. it was similar to when you called seungcheol earlier, the restaurant noise in the background.

"yeah, i’m good," seungcheol replies, his arm instinctively reaching out to steady you as he navigates a sharp turn.

"okay, because you ran out in the middle of ordering so we thought something happened," soonyoung explains.

when seungcheol’s arm left your body, the moonlight shone inside the car because of the change in direction.

you feel your heart swell when you spotted his light sweater is stained a darker shade from the rain; a sign that he was holding the umbrella over you, more than himself, earlier.

“i just went to pick up y/n from work because she left her umbrella at home.” seungcheol answers, shooting you a quick glance.

“oh, makes sense. i’m glad it wasn’t anything bad.” soonyoung finishes, “i’ll see you next time with y/n, goodnight.”

“goodnight, see you.” you see soonyoung ending the call.

“so, you weren't busy at all?" you tease, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

"i’m never too busy for you," seungcheol replies, his gaze warm as he pulls up to your house.

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there's bliss in taking a vacation with you. seungcheol hasn't even opened his eyes yet, but he feels the way the bed dips underneath your weight as you turn over to look at him. he feels the feather-light way you brush messy strands of hair from his face, thinking he's still asleep as you watch him. it's not like he hasn't done the same thing countless times: sometimes he wakes up before you do, and he just... watches you sleep for a moment, enjoying a moment of serenity before you both have to face the real world again. the beauty of a vacation is that the real world is just a little farther away now, all responsibilities pushed a little further out of reach.

your lips graze his cheek, your hand resting on his chest now, idly running over the dips in his skin around his collarbones, between his pecs. "i think i see a gray hair... ooooh, you're getting ooooold..."

and that peaceful moment comes crashing down around him as he begins to laugh. he opens his eyes to see you, blinking a few times as they adjust to the light. "really?" he says, shoulders shaking as he holds back the urge to laugh more at the oh-so-romantic way you've decided to wake him up on his birthday. "that's what you're going with?"

"did you think i was going to sit here and say sappy things?" you grin at him. "that's for later." with a playful swat to his side, you just move in so you're closer to him. "pretending to be asleep just to see what i'd say... i think your friends are gonna love to hear about that one."

despite the loving threat of his friends poking fun at him looming over him now, he laughs. he manages to grab your wrist, drawing your hand up so that he can kiss your knuckles. "you spend time with some of them and see if you come away without any gray hairs."

"no need." you hum, content. "i have you."

it takes a moment for the realization to set in before he's complaining again. but your laughter makes the moment sweeter, so happy with yourself for being a menace on his birthday of all days. maybe he should have expected this: you did wake him up at midnight just to mumble a 'happy birthday' to him and some other sickly sweet things before you fell asleep again. now that you're awake... of course you'd settle on teasing him.

but that's fine. as long as he gets to wake up to hear that laugh again, he'll always be happy. he'll just pepper your face with kisses in the meantime, staving off the hardships of life just a little longer (but he knows he can bear it all with you around).

That's...He's just everyting i ever wanted