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I'm in the car and a song came on and said "I will go down with this ship". I've never related to a song more.
they look like a newly wed couple on their honeymoon in the beach
03 May 2016 - Twitter Update
Original - [17’s 쿱&한] 오늘도 힘내서 할수있게 해줘서 고마워요! 비오는데 다들 우울하지말고 힘!!! 굳밤~~~~ #세븐틴 #예쁘다
Trans - [17’s Coup&Han] Thank you for giving us strength today! Dont feel down because its raining, stay strong!!! Good night~~~~ #Seventeen #Pretty U
Trans by @mc-gyu credit if use
Clap ❘❘ Pt. 1
This part is mostly just the introduction of the characters but the individual story lines and main plots will begin next part!
Idea Credit to @defwons
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January 9th, 2017, a Monday. Everyone was so excited for the new year. The weather was great, kids back at school running around with their friends and coworkers sharing stories about their Christmas vacations. Generally a very good day. Well for everyone except the employees of SVT Studios.
SVT Studios was one of the largest production companies in South Korea. They were responsible for some of the most iconic movies like Thanks, Fear and Happy Ending. Everyone who worked there was happy and satisfied with their jobs.
On this particular day however, everything seemed to go wrong. Not so much wrong but just dreadful. The CEO of the company gathered everyone in the conference room for a mandatory meeting.
The participants of the meeting included the best writers in SVT Wonwoo, Mingyu, and Chan. Two set designers Jeonghan, and Joshua. Costume designer Seokmin, and Makeup artist Seungkwan. Head of the filming department Jun. Two editors Jihoon and Vernon. Lastly a director,Seungcheol, and a junior producer,Soonyoung.
Once everyone was seated in the conference room the CEO stood up and cleared his throat.
“So let’s start the meeting. First, welcome back everyone. I hope you all had a great Christmas and new years break.”
Everyone all nodded “Okay and second we have a huge announcement that involves all of you.” Everyone at the table had confused looks, looking back and forth at each other. Subtle whispers can be heard in the small room. Finally all attention was back on the CEO as he turned on the projector that was hooked up to his laptop.
Once the image was fully visible everyone still had questioning looks. “It just says ‘Coming soon this 2018’” Seungcheol tells the CEO.
“Exactly! I want you all to work together to make a movie for January of next year!” The CEO exclaims with a big smile on his face.
You could see the visible shock in everyone’s face. “You're saying you want a full movie, by next year! That's almost impossible!” Vernon blurted out.
The CEO chuckled while scratching the back of his neck, “Well actually I need it completely done by the end of November..” Everyone gasped. How were they supposed to make a movie in such short notice?
“Do you even have a storyline or base script that we have to work with?”,Jihoon asked. “Well nooo... but this is a good practice for making films on a short notice. I trust in all of you to make this movie good. I expect a lot from you guys, you are all the best in your departments. I have full faith in you!”
Mingyu sighed and looked over at Wonwoo, “Guess I can forget about sleeping for the next few months.” Wonwoo laughed at the comment.
“Ok so on for roles in this project! I’m gonna put Seokmin and Seungkwan in charge of Makeup and Costumes.” As he said that he handed them both binders. They weren’t that full considering there was no movie yet. Seokmin and Seungkwan high five. They have been friends since they worked on their first movie together about 2 years ago.
“I want Jeonghan to be Set Management and Joshua is head of set design.” Jeonghan grabs the binder and looks over at Joshua. Joshua makes eye contact with the other boy and gives him a small smile. They’ve never met officially but have heard of each other throughout the office building.
“Seungcheol I want you to be director and I’m gonna entrust Soonyoung with being the producer. This is your first time so impress me.” Jihoon rolled his eyes and sighed when he heard that Soonyoung was going to be a producer. Every time Jihoon was in the same room at Soonyoung he always left with a massive headache and the urge to damage something.
“Okay so as for writers I want Jihoon to be head writer and Vernon,Wonwoo, Mingyu, and Chan will all have to answer to you. Jihoon and Vernon will also be in charge of editing as well.” Jihoon has a small smile as he grabs the binder from the CEO’s hand. From the other side of the table Soonyoung says “Well you all have to answer to me so...” At that Jihoon whipped his head to the direction of Soonyoung and gave him a death glare. Soons kicked his feet on top of the table and smirked at the other man which only irritated Jihoon more.
Before Jihoon got to say something the CEOs secretary came in through the door and said “Sorry to interrupt but the new intern is here.”
The CEO smiled and said “Oh just in time, please send him in!” He looked back at the table of employees. “Jun you are in charge of the camera and sound crew. With that we have a new intern from the film school on the other side of town that I want you to mentor and teach the ropes too.”
Jun grabbed the binder and smiled. He’s been head of cameras and sound before but never mentored anyone. He was excited to share his passion for film to someone younger. Soon a pretty tall Chinese guy walked in and had a shy smile on his face. He bowed as soon as he came in and said small “Hellos” to everyone in the room. The CEO waved him over to stand next to him and said, “Everyone this is our new intern, Minghao. He is studying abroad from China so he doesn’t know that much korean. That is one of the main reasons I want Jun to mentor him so it will be easier.” Jun stood up and walked over to Minghao. Jun said in Chinese “It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Wen Junhui and I’m going to be teaching you the ropes of film!” Jun shook his hand.
“Hello I’m Xu Minghao and I’m so excited to work with you.” Minghao gave him a shy smile and bowed again.
“Okay so I'm very proud of this team and I trust that you guys will make the next big hit for 2018. Don’t let me down!” With that the CEO left, concluding the meeting.
Everyone stood up and Seungcheol said, “We’ll this is gonna be interesting.”
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Hi ,
I have been reading you fic for for a long time now . These days i have been quite engrossed in your seventeen fics that you have posted and i would like to request if you could make a Jeongcheol fic . I would be quite greatful to you if you could respond to my request .
Jeonghan x Seungcheol: Reticent Feelings
W/c: 1.1k
Genre: fluff, bl, bxb
Summary: Well Jeonghan has always been a bit inclined towards Seungcheol, more than his liking what happens when they have to work in the same project.
Warnings: none
Rating: for all (13+)
A/n: Sorry for being so late. Idk if you'll like it, it took way too long!! ;) Thanks @yoonsangel08
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“Did you check those codes that I asked you to?” Y/n asked Seungcheol and he nodded his head. “There were some bugs, which were cleared, it's all good to go now,” Seungcheol assured. “Hey Y/n?” Seungcheol called her and asked “What about our requisition?”
A hint of remembrance passed through her face and she said “Right, that was what I was supposed to tell you, before Seungkwan stopped me and I forgot” she said and Seungcheol prepared himself for the answer. This project that was proposed by his team was his dream and the actual reason why he joined his field of programming and this specific company. Why he worked hard in long shifts to get to this post that he is in now. “It was approved and I am assigning a group of designers to work with your team tomorrow morning” Y/n smiled and Seungcheol’s face lit up, his dimples on full show. “Thank you” he whispered to her, “You better treat me well, Choi” Y/n said, tapping the file that was on her on his shoulder.
The next morning Seungcheol woke up very excited, it was when he was on the elevator when he realised he had forgotten to ask which team would be assigned for him and now when he did, you didn’t reply.
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Dread filled his body the moment he walked into the meeting room, there was his team and damn, Yoon Jeonghan sitting with a cocky smirk on his face. “Good Morning Choi Seungcheol Teamleader-nim” he greeted, with that same cocky expression, “It would be a pleasure to work with you”.
“Good Morning, Teamleader Yoon” Seungcheol just said and Y/n entered the room. “We’re all here?” She said “The floor is all yours Seungcheol” she added and took a seat “Seungcheol?” She called to the unresponsive man who suddenly realised everybody was waiting for him. He stood up and started the presentation.
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“Y/n, please” Seungcheol requested. “Teamleader Choi, I thought you said you were fine with anything, as long as this project was passed. No other team has any vacancy other than Jeonghan’s and his team is no doubt the best choice for the kind of designs that is required for your project” Y/n glared “What problem do you even have with him?” she sighed. “I-” Seungcheol started but was interrupted. “If you are not working with him, then the project will be put down on the project list queue and there is no guarantee when it would be taken up for discussion again” Y/n said. “Fine” Seungcheol sighed with a pout.
Hence, Seungcheol found himself on one table with his ‘nemesis’ as he had told Y/n, “so, this is how making it flexible would help better and make it more accessible” Jeonghan said, and Seungcheol was silent not because he didn’t like the idea, but because he did. The man sighed and nodded his head, “okay we’ll go ahead with Teamleader Yoon’s idea” he said.
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“Hey Cheolie” Jeonghan called upon Seungcheol who was enjoying his americano and working. Seungcheol sighed and slightly shook his head at this name Jeonghan always calls him since they first met on his first day. (Jeonghan joined a few weeks before him)
“Yes, Yoon” he said. “So rude” Jeonghan said and continued “anyways, I brought these designs for you to go through, it would be nice if you could look through them when you have time” Jeonghan said with an earnest smile. “Yeah” Seungcheol said coldly and took the file and went back to work and Jeonghan sighed and walked out.
Jeonghan left a shaky breath, “you'll be okay” you assured him,
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“This one would be the most suitable design, sir” A team member told Seungcheol who was in awe with the designs and mentally thanked Y/n, he knew why she said that Jeonghan was the most appropriate designer.
*Jeonghan..” Seungcheol called and Jeonghan stopped at his place. Maybe this was the first time Seungcheol called his name on his own without Jeonghan irking him.
“Y…Yeah? He asked.
“I loved these designs, We liked this one” Seungcheol said, showing Jeonghan the one he was referring to and Jeonghan and a smile played at his face.
“I'm glad” he just said. “Being your team to our workshop. It'll be easier if we're at one place” Seungcheol mentioned. “Okay” he said and rushed to tell Y/n.
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“Stop bouncing your leg” Jeonghan said as he and Seungcheol sat and waited outside the conference room to present the initial planning of their project.
“It's time” Y/n came out to tell them and call them inside and like both the previous meetings Jeonghan stood up and offered his fist to Seungcheol that he bumped and then the duo entered.
They both left the room with smiling faces as the directors approved of their planning and said that they had faith this project will be a growing path for the company.
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Things were going well, the project was progressing fine, and some arguments here and there the team was managing to perform well.
“Why is your face like that?” Y/n asked. “Do you think he hates me?” he said, in a pout. “Jeonghan, I thought things were going well. Why would he hate you?” Y/n said and Jeonghan side eyed her “okay, there's plenty of reasons but he doesn't hate you, he finds you annoying. Yes, you argue but that's normal for two people” she said.
“I don't know why you think this will work” Jeonghan whined. “Even if it doesn't, you were the best choice for the development of this project. Your team is the best in this kinda graphics that he needs” Y/n tried to cheer up the pouty man, who nodded.
She later met Seungcheol in her cabin. “Yes Cheol?” she asked. “Uh, the directors want to see the prototype” Seungcheol said. “I thought that was a good thing” Y/n said, not catching the flow. “It would be if Jeonghan would stop his teasing and just do shit. Like, sorry, I don't mean he doesn't but he just I don't know he's always acting like that, like he's so sweet and nice and it's infuriating. Besides, his approach is so casual” the man complained. “Not everyone works the same way as you do Teamleader Choi, and I hope you realise and respect that as long as work isn't getting hampered” she said sternly and he nodded. She knew he was stressed and was whining so Y/n patted his shoulder and said “You can do this, you're not alone” she assured him.
“Jeonghan? Do you think you could change these graphics a bit so the content could fit better?” Cheol said and Jeonghan nodded.
“I dont- I think this would seem the best, you could just tweak the-” Jeonghan was interrupted.
“You know I am incharge of this project. I don't care if you do or don't realize but right now I am the one who is supposed to make calls. So you are bound to do it!” Seungcheol said, shocking everyone and to some point even himself. He didn't mean to say it so loudly or in that tone as a matter of fact.
Jeonghan simply said “Mingyu, do the changes as per Teamleader Choi says” and left the room hand in pocket.
Seungcheol sat down with his head in his hands as the others pushed each other back to work.
He then found Jeonghan in the cafe with a latte in hand. “Jeonghan, I didn't mean it” Seungcheol said.
“Yeah? But you said it, Team Leader Choi” Jeonghan said, and somehow Seungcheol knew he hurt Jeonghan.
“The files are ready. You're all okay to present tomorrow, as long as your tech works fone” Jeonghan wrote on a note that Seungcheol found on his desk.
The next day Seungcheol found Jeonghan right on time for the meeting like everyday. However, he never stopped Cheol from bouncing his legs. The most shocking was when their manager called them in and Jeonghan walked in straight, fist bump be damned he didn't even look at Seungcheol.
The meeting went well and the prototype was liked and they would soon be applying for investments.
Everything went fine but the last few days, Jeonghan barely talked or even looked at him. The regular shine in his eyes was gone. He stopped bringing Cheol his morning coffee. And now this was a wake up call for Choi Seungcheol.
“I'm sorry? What” Y/n said when Seungcheol explained what was going on, even Jeonghan didn't tell her this. “Do you even have the idea how hard he worked to be in this project with you, just because I told him that You needed him?! He was in another project that he worked day and night to complete so that the higher ups let him work in this one. Only he-” she was interrupted by Seungcheol who said “on he could have made this project a success” and the man took off.
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“Jeonghan” Seungcheol called and rushed towards him grabbing his arm. “I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have acted like that” he said.
Jeonghan could see his and Seungcheol’s whole team with his peripheral vision, he also noticed Mingyu usher everyone back to their workstation as a heavy blush invaded his cheeks. All he could do was nod and pat Cheol’s shoulder.
Jeonghan was surprised the next day with a coffee. He used to do that for Seungcheol before they quarreled. ‘What's going on’ he thought. On telling Y/n she shrugged as she had no idea apparently.
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“Congratulations” Manager Y/n said, hugging the two. “You've finally done it” she said, proudly. “Let's go grab drinks, it's on me” Seungcheol had said and here they are.
The rest of the team had dispersed, and Y/n was about to leave. “I'll go with you” Jeonghan said but Seungcheol pulled him down. “Your house is on my way, I'll drop you” Seungcheol said and nodded at Y/n as she waved and started walking away.
In the cab, the environment was quiet. It was until they reached Jeonghan’s apartment and Seungcheol left the cab to see him off.
“Do you still hate me for that day?” Was the first thing he said as they walked close to the gate and Jeonghan turned to look confused. “I've liked you for so long, but I was so scared of your advances of what anyone in the office would say. But they be damned” Seungcheol said, “You're drunk” Jeonghan said and tried to get in but Cheol held the gates from opening. “You know damn well that I don't get drunk” he said.
“Then you better pay the driver, and take this upstairs” Jeonghan said with a smirk.
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Kpop Moodboards-Requested by @hetalia1912
After spending the night at Seungcheol’s house, Jeonghan is excited to rush home to spend Christmas with his family…Unfortunately the weather has other plans and they get snowed in. Seungcheol, not expecting company and with devastated boy on his couch, gives it his all to ensure Jeonghan won’t forget this Christmas
Memories with the right people, will always remain priceless.
Trying really hard to no give up right now...
Hi! Nice to see you again!
Well, what do you think about mean dom!jeonghan and soft dom!seungcheol? I really think your thoughs will go wild 😁
hey bestie! switching it up to jeongcheol i see 😏 i gotchu boo! 😘
mean dom! seungcheol who uses his deep voice to get you worked up as he watches your reflection in the mirror in front of you both. his fingers are deep inside your cunt, soaking wet of course, and the feeling of fingers combined with his voice melting like honey in your ears has you whining for your man. your head is tilted back, moaning loudly at how relentless he is, feeling like you could burst any second.
“baby, your cunt is so fucking wet, and it’s all for me isn’t it,” he chides looking at the mirror then back at you. “tell me it’s all mine, and tell me loud and clear, honey,” he licks your earlobe and then promptly slaps your pussy, the sensation having you writhe all over him.
“y-yes!” you somehow manage to get out, now grinding your body to the rhythm of his fingers, “it’s all yours, d-daddy! it’s all yours, every day a-and every night!”
seungcheol’s smile grows bigger at your words as he knows your climax is quickly approaching, but he doesn’t plan on stopping anytime soon. “as soon as you come for me baby, i’m gonna have your ass up in the air and i’m gonna fuck your sexy self from behind, get you overstimulated so i can get all your juices out,” he chuckles evilly. “and you’re gonna like every last bit of it aren’t you darling?”
“yes daddy,” you whimper-whisper as you come undone, seungcheol’s index and middle fingers slick with your stickiness. and without a moment to think, he does exactly as he says, turning you over on your stomach, so your ass is the only thing he sees.
soft! dom jeonghan has you in the palm of his hands, begging for him. he’s such a tease and he wants you to work for your pleasure. he’d brush against your clit with his fingers, press light touches against your breasts, and place feathery kisses from your forehead to your waistline. it all feels heavenly, and han knows it does by the way you’re calling out for him.
“ahh, h-hannie! so g-good!” you moan out, fingers gripping the sheets as his mouth goes all the way down south, tongue lapping at your folds. he removes himself from you for a second to sit up, but before you can protest, jeonghan smashes his lips against yours, your taste fully coated on his lips. you quickly melt into his touch, and you come even closer to him.
“my pretty little thing, you’re so needy,” your boyfriend admires. “you’re so beautiful when you call out for me, whining for me like i’m the only name you know,” he fingers to back to your clit, but this time he puts his fingers in, and the feeling has you moaning right into his ears.
“is this good for you pretty girl? let yourself go for me over and over tonight. mmm, i can’t wait for you to make a mess on me.”
to wish impossible things | jeon wonwoo/yoon jeonghan
pairing: wonwoo x jeonghan
genre: angst, fluff, past love
warnings: language, mild smut, kissing, dry humping(?), i can’t think of anything else so please tell me if there’s more
word count: 3704
summary: in which wonwoo and jeonghan reminisce about their past on wonwoo's wedding night
a/n: this is the first member x member fic i’ve ever finished… if it doesn’t do well here i posted it on ao3 (which is where i think it’ll do better tbh). pls enjoy it and make sure to play the final song when the link comes up to make the ending better :D
“I’m going to get some air, okay?”
It was the first time throughout the entire night when Wonwoo could finally be alone, the wedding reception bustling with old and new friends who wanted to catch up with the newly married idol. He felt his husband (it felt so surreal to say that) squeeze his hand, a worried glance spared his way, but Wonwoo quickly eased Mingyu’s worries with a reassuring smile. The elder of the two waltzed past the dance floor, being stopped by a few guests before approaching the door to the balcony of the venue. He slid the door open, a gust of the cold, October air swirling around him as he stepped outside and shut the door behind him. He hugged himself tightly, taking a seat on one of the metal chairs that were placed outside. He sighed at the now muffled voices from inside, bringing his hands together to warm them.
The view was better at night, Wonwoo concluded as he observed the lively city of Seoul. He remembered the first night he spent in Seoul as a young child, telling himself that he would never get tired of the city. He smiled softly as he recalled his past, his slightly tipsy state putting him in a melancholic mood.
“Penny for your thoughts?” a voice interrupted his trip down memory lane, Wonwoo not even needing to look to know who was at the door. He could recognize Jeonghan’s voice faster than he cared to admit. The mentioned man slid the door shut, then moved to sit down on the chair beside Wonwoo. “Shit,” he muttered, shifting slightly in his seat. “These chairs are cold.”
“Metal is a thermal conductor,” Wonwoo stated, leaning comfortably (or as comfortably as he could) against the chair’s back. Jeonghan hummed at his words, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked out to the city.
Wonwoo turned his head, eyes on Jeonghan as the elder smiled at the view. Wonwoo wondered if Jeonghan’s thoughts were the same as his, that Seoul was beautiful and that he could never grow tired of it. He wondered if memories of their members and his life played through his mind like they did in his own.
“Do you remember that one night you, Joshua and I went out to the convenience store and ate nearly ten packs of ramen?” Jeonghan spoke up, not looking at Wonwoo as the words left his mouth. Wonwoo nodded, eyes moving away from Jeonghan and back onto the city. So he was thinking of the past.
“The one by our dorm, yeah. We almost got caught for that,” Wonwoo mentioned, hearing Jeonghan giggle to himself. Wonwoo felt his heart pound at the sound.
“Yeah, we did. Actually, I did,” Jeonghan informed, moving so his hands were placed under his thighs. The suit jacket wasn’t doing much to keep him warm, and neither were the thin pants Seungcheol bought him. He tucked his feet under the chair, smiling over at Wonwoo. The latter turned his head, eyes widened slightly at his hyung.
“You did? I didn’t know that.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t exactly make it known,” Jeonghan stated, eyes falling to the ground as he recalled the memory.
“Yoon Jeonghan, come here,” their dance instructor beckoned, all eyes falling onto the newer member of their group. The boy kept his composure, handing Jihoon the iPad he held before following his dance instructor and another staff member outside of the practice room. His heart was beating hard against his chest, but he made no expression of nervousness as the door shut and the two adults peered down at him.
“One of the staff mentioned seeing you coming back to the dorms after curfew,” his dance instructor stated. Jeonghan noted how her arms were crossed and her eyebrows were furrowed in disappointment. He bowed his head, thinking back to last night when he, Joshua, and Wonwoo left the dorm to go eat ramen. His two dongsaengs were afraid of being caught, so they left a bit earlier than Jeonghan, who stayed back to clean their mess. The older boy sighed, prepared for the scolding he would receive.
“Did you leave last night, Jeonghan?” the other staff questioned. Jeonghan nodded. “Look at us when we’re speaking to you.” The seventeen-year-old looked up, eyes on the two adults once again.
“Did anyone else leave with you?” his dance instructor asked, Jeonghan’s head tilting slightly. How stupid did she think he was? Did she seriously think he would out his friends for his mistake?
“No, ma’am. Just me,” Jeonghan responded, voice clear and promising. The two adults shared a look, Jeonghan watching as they communicated with their eyes. His dance instructor sighed, rubbing her temples with her fingers.
“You’re cleaning the practice room once we’re done, and expect a scolding when you get back to the dorms. Understood?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Good. Go back inside, now. Tell everyone to start practicing the choreography we learned earlier.”
Wonwoo clapped at the end of the story, Jeonghan furrowing his eyebrows in confusion as he looked back up at the younger man.
“You sounded so cool, Hyung! ‘Was anyone else with you?’ ‘No ma’am, just me’,” Wonwoo mocked the voices of the instructor and Jeonghan, the latter smacking his arm as he laughed.
“Yah, I do not sound like that!” he whined, causing Wonwoo to laugh. They both grinned at each other until Wonwoo got shy, looking away from his older friend.
“You always have looked out for us,” Wonwoo mentioned, seeing Jeonghan nod in his peripheral vision.
“Always will, too.”
Silence fell upon the balcony, the two men back to staring at their precious city. Wonwoo was back to drowning in his thoughts, visions of his past leaving a contented look on his face. That is, until Jeonghan giggled to himself, gaining Wonwoo’s attention as he looked to his hyung.
“What’s funny?” he questioned, hearing Jeonghan giggle once again. The older man looked at him, a contagious smile adorning his face. Wonwoo smiled back, gently smacking Jeonghan’s thigh. “What?”
“You and Mingyu,” Jeonghan began, his giggles stopping but his grin remaining. “You guys couldn’t have been more obvious.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Wonwoo questioned. Jeonghan only shook his head, his grin turning into a soft smile.
“It’s just what everyone expected, Wonwoo-yah. You guys are practically joined at the hip, and you always have been,” Jeonghan informed him, Wonwoo gasping at his words.
“Have not! And if anyone was obvious, it was you and Cheol-hyung,” Wonwoo retaliated, now being Jeonghan’s turn to gasp.
“No, we weren’t!” Jeonghan shoved Wonwoo slightly, the younger chuckling at his hyung’s action.
“You totally were. More obvious than Seungkwan and Vernon,” Wonwoo informed him, causing Jeonghan to scoff.
“Oh, please. Those two were more obvious than Zendaya and Spider-man.”
“You mean Tom Holland?”
“Whatever, you geek,” Jeonghan shrugged off, but quickly took back his words as Wonwoo nearly pushed him off his chair. The elder cackled, sitting back correctly on his chair before turning to Wonwoo. He sighed softly, making Wonwoo aware of the sudden shift in mood.
“What’s on your mind, Hyung?” Wonwoo asked, leaning forward slightly to place a hand on Jeonghan’s knee.
“Were we obvious?”
“Was I too obvious?” Wonwoo asked, hearing his members' complaints about his poor attempt at playing charades echo throughout the practice room. He laughed at their words, moving to sit down while Vernon took his spot standing in front of everyone. Wonwoo felt a hand pat his thigh, his head turning to look at Jeonghan, who smiled at him.
“You did good, Wonwoo-yah,” the boy stated, causing Wonwoo to smile back. He had only known Jeonghan for a month, and it was a little awkward between them, but Wonwoo knew Jeonghan was a good person. He was starting to like his new hyung a lot and hoped they would be friends for a long time.
“Jeonghan…” Wonwoo trailed off, hearing Jeonghan sigh softly.
“I know, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything,” Jeonghan stated, placing his hand over Wonwoo’s, which still rested on his knee. “But, it’s not like anything will happen between us again, right? We’re both in happy relationships. You just got married, and I’m going to be married in a few months. What’s the harm in a little reminiscing, my aegi?”
“Jeez, I haven’t heard that nickname in years,” Wonwoo exasperated. Jeonghan took Wonwoo’s hand fully in his, smoothing his thumb over the back of his hand. “You know I hated that nickname, right?”
“Sure, my aegi,” Jeonghan teased, using his free hand to pinch Wonwoo’s cheek. The younger man groaned, swatting Jeonghan’s hand away. He pouted, earning a chuckle from his hyung. “See, you are my aegi. You still act like one.”
“I don’t ever act like a baby. I’m a grown man, hyung,” Wonwoo argued, trying to move his hand away from Jeonghan’s. The elder just held on tighter, now holding Wonwoo’s hand with both of his. Jeonghan cooed, rubbing his hands against Wonwoo’s.
“You’re freezing. Are you sure you want to be sitting out here?” Jeonghan asked. Wonwoo glanced back inside the venue, nodding his head.
“Let’s wait until the dance floor dies down a bit,” Wonwoo mumbled, looking back at Jeonghan. His older friend smiled softly, nodding at his words.
“Whatever you want, Wonwoo-yah.”
“Pick whatever you want, Wonwoo-yah. I’ll pay.”
Jeonghan’s words made a happy smile reach Wonwoo’s face, a rare look that made his hyung smile as well. He watched as his dongsaeng ordered a few items off the menu before turning back to him with a content look. Jeonghan ruffled Wonwoo’s hair before ordering his food and paying for their order. He took the receipt from the cashier, thanking them before following Wonwoo to a booth nearby.
“No ‘thank you’, my aegi?” Jeonghan questioned, hearing Wonwoo groan at the nickname. Jeonghan giggled, watching him shrink in the seat across from him.
“I told you to stop calling me that, hyung,” the boy grumbled, acting as if it was the end of his world if his hyung called him a baby. Jeonghan found it endearing, nonetheless, knowing his dongsaeng did act like a baby at times.
“I can’t help it, Wonwoo-yah. You’re my aegi, and you can’t do anything to change that,” Jeonghan stated, winking over at Wonwoo. The boy groaned once again, hiding his face behind his hands. Jeonghan took note of his sweater paws, smiling from ear to ear at his cute group member.
“Order 39!” the cashier called out, Jeonghan checking his receipt and confirming it was his order. He moved to stand, but Wonwoo got up before him.
“I’ll get it, hyung. You paid, after all.” Wonwoo left to get the two trays of food while Jeonghan watched. As he walked back over, Jeonghan helped him place it down before sending him to get their drinks. Eventually, a comfortable silence fell over the two as they ate their dinner. Once they finished, the pair stepped outside the restaurant and began to walk back arm-in-arm to their dorm. Everyone was inside when they got back, eating takeout or sleeping in their rooms since they were too tired to go out with Jeonghan and Wonwoo.
“How was dinner?” Mingyu asked, Wonwoo plopping down beside him on the couch. Wonwoo grabbed a video game controller, joining the game Mingyu and Jihoon were playing.
“Good. Jeonghan-hyung paid,” Wonwoo answered, pushing his glasses up his nose bridge so they wouldn’t fall off. Jeonghan smiled from his spot in the dining room, now sitting at the dining table with Joshua and Seungcheol.
“Really?” Mingyu gasped, turning around so he could look at Jeonghan. “Will you pay for me if I go next time?” he asked, Jeonghan humming at his question.
“It was a one-time offer, Mingyu-yah. Sorry,” Jeonghan answered, watching the tall boy frown before turning back to focus his attention back on the television. Wonwoo was already dominating in the game despite having only been playing for less than five minutes. Wonwoo cheered as he won the game, looking back at Jeonghan with a grin that made Jeonghan’s heart melt. Jeonghan sent him a thumbs up, earning peculiar looks from the other two at the table. Jeonghan ignored them though, focusing on how Wonwoo sent him a finger-heart before asking Jihoon to start a new game.
“To answer your question,” Wonwoo said after a few moments of silence, “I don’t think we were obvious.”
Jeonghan nodded, still holding Wonwoo’s hand in his own. His skin was still cold as ice, so Jeonghan tried his best to keep him warm.
“I don’t think we were either,” Jeonghan agreed, a sad smile on his lips as he looked down at their hands. Wonwoo sighed, and before Jeonghan knew it, Wonwoo had scooted his chair closer and rested his head on his shoulder. Jeonghan looked down at the younger man, glancing at the tired smile on his face.
“I loved you a lot, hyung,” Wonwoo began, catching Jeonghan off-guard. Wonwoo’s smile fell into a small frown as his eyes focused on their joined hands. “Sometimes, I wonder why it wasn’t us in the end; why I ended up with Mingyu and you with Cheol-hyung.”
“I wonder about that too, Wonwoo-yah,” Jeonghan mumbled, resting his head against Wonwoo’s. The younger snuggled his face closer to Jeonghan, eyes closed as he inhaled his hyung’s cologne. He forgot how it felt to be this close to Jeonghan. Jeonghan felt the same, relishing in Wonwoo’s presence.
“Do you remember when you spent Christmas at my house?” Wonwoo asked, squeezing Jeonghan’s hand gently. His heart was pounding against his chest.
“How could I forget,” the elder whispered, the pair going quiet as they thought back to that night.
“It’s late, boys. We’re going to bed, and you should too.” Wonwoo’s mother called out from upstairs, the two boys wishing her goodnight before cleaning up their mess in the living room. Wonwoo wanted to keep playing video games, but Jeonghan’s sleepy form beside him told him he should go to bed. The pair went upstairs to Wonwoo’s room, brushing their teeth in the bathroom before burrowing themselves under the covers of Wonwoo’s bed. It was a cold, December night, everything quiet except for the quaint chirping of the crickets outside. Wonwoo curled into a ball, knees pressed to his chest as he attempted to warm himself. Jeonghan, ever the observer, pulled Wonwoo close to him and wrapped his arms around the boy.
“Hyung,” Wonwoo whined, trying to move away. Jeonghan rolled his eyes at his attempts, hugging him tighter to make him stay.
“Stop pretending like you don’t like me, Wonwoo-yah,” Jeonghan whispered, feeling Wonwoo’s body relax slightly at his words. Jeonghan pulled him closer, Wonwoo’s back now pressed against his chest. “See, now I can keep you warm, my aegi.”
Wonwoo’s groan made Jeonghan giggle softly, the elder pressing a kiss on the back of Wonwoo’s cold neck. Wonwoo shivered at the touch, a soft sigh escaping his lips. Jeonghan quirked a brow at his reaction, deciding to test the waters a bit more. He leaned his face forward, pressing another kiss to the back of Wonwoo’s neck. When Wonwoo didn’t react, he continued, his lips ghosting over the boy’s skin. Jeonghan’s lips moved from the back of Wonwoo’s neck to his shoulder, where he sucked lightly on the skin near his collarbone. That got a big reaction out of Wonwoo, who turned around in Jeonghan’s arms.
“Hyung, what are you doing?” Wonwoo asked quietly, watching as Jeonghan’s body moved in the dark. Jeonghan pushed Wonwoo so he was laying on his back, and he moved so he hovered over Wonwoo with his arms on either side of the younger’s head. His lips ghosted over Wonwoo’s neck once again, moving only slightly to nibble on Wonwoo’s earlobe. Wonwoo whined slightly and shut his eyes, the feeling of Jeonghan now kissing at the spot behind his ear making his toes curl. His hands grabbed at Jeonghan’s sweatshirt, bunching the material in his fists as his hyung continued to press his warm lips against his cold skin. Eventually, Jeonghan’s lips moved from his neck to his face, placing one last kiss on the corner of Wonwoo’s lips. The younger one opened his eyes, finding Jeonghan already looking back at him.
“Wonwoo-yah…” Jeonghan trailed off, moving his hand to run his fingers through Wonwoo’s hair. Wonwoo only hummed in response, bucking his hips up into Jeonghan’s. The elder groaned softly, head falling to rest on Wonwoo’s collarbone. Jeonghan knew he had to restrain himself, seeing as Wonwoo’s parents were next door to them. However, Jeon Wonwoo was making it very difficult for him as he thrusted his hips up against his again. Jeonghan moved to fully straddle Wonwoo, his weight preventing the younger from moving underneath him.
“Hyung…” Wonwoo whined, releasing Jeonghan’s sweatshirt from his fists before they found their way under the thick fabric. Jeonghan shivered at the feeling of Wonwoo’s cold hands against the skin of his torso, but he couldn’t find it in himself to tell him to stop. He craved Wonwoo’s touch more than anything, and he wasn’t about to stop it before it even truly began.
“What do you need, my aegi?” Jeonghan asked, head lifting from Wonwoo’s collarbone. The younger’s eyes faltered from his stare, causing Jeonghan to smile lovingly. “Hm?”
“Can you kiss me?” Wonwoo mumbled. If Jeonghan wasn’t as close as he was, he wouldn’t have been able to hear the boy.
“What was that, my aegi? I’m going to need you to speak a little louder,” Jeonghan teased, watching as Wonwoo sighed and squeezed his eyes shut out of frustration. Jeonghan took his opportunity to lean forward, lips against Wonwoo’s ear once again. “Tell me what you want, Wonwoo.”
“You,” Wonwoo whimpered, voice cracking slightly in desperation. Jeonghan pulled his face back, watching as Wonwoo stared back at him. “I want you, hyung. Please.”
Those words were all Jeonghan needed to make his move, the older leaning down to hover his lips over Wonwoo’s. He pulled back a bit, searching Wonwoo’s eyes for any hint of regret. However, when he looked at Wonwoo, all he could see was a look which he could only describe as love.
Jeonghan’s lips finally met Wonwoo’s in a long-awaited embrace, the difference in their body temperatures making the kiss all the more euphoric. Wonwoo’s arms wrapped around Jeonghan’s waist as Jeonghan’s hands tangled themselves in Wonwoo’s dark hair. It was that night that the pair became one. They let go of their fears and worries, cherishing each other in ways they’ve both desperately longed for. At the end of the night, as Wonwoo slept soundly with his head resting on Jeonghan’s shoulder, Jeonghan swore nothing could ever change his feelings for Wonwoo. He was in love, for the first time, and he was happy that it was reciprocated by someone as clueless about love as he was.
“Wonwoo-hyung, they’re about to play the final song,” Chan’s voice sounded, the two men sitting up straight and turning towards their dongsaeng.
“I’ll be there in a second, okay? Thank you for telling me,” Wonwoo stated, watching Chan nod before sliding the door shut. Wonwoo sighed, rubbing his forehead with his hand. A hand on his thigh made him turn his attention back to the person beside him.
“I’ll always be here for you, Wonwoo-yah. Even though it didn’t end up as we thought, I can say truthfully that I am happy for you. Mingyu loves you, and I know you feel the same for him,” Jeonghan smiled, his eyes glistening slightly as he spoke. Wonwoo felt a lump grow in his throat, his lips starting to quiver slightly.
“I’m happy for you too, Hyung. And I’ll be here for you too, I promise,” Wonwoo said, voice cracking slightly as he finished his sentence. He bit his lip back, a tear falling from his eye. Jeonghan cooed, wiping the tear with his thumb.
“Don’t cry, my aegi,” Jeonghan whispered. “It’s your wedding day, right? Go in there and end your night happily.”
Wonwoo nodded, standing with Jeonghan to prepare to go inside. Before Jeonghan could reach for the door, Wonwoo pulled him close, enveloping him in a tight hug. Jeonghan didn’t hesitate to hug back, arms wrapping around the taller boy’s neck tightly. Though, in fear that he would never be able to let go if they continued, he stepped back after a few moments and slid the door open with a sad smile.
“Go on, my aegi. Go to your husband,” Jeonghan whispered, placing a hand on Wonwoo’s shoulder before gently pushing him inside. He followed the young man in, hearing the guests cheer as Wonwoo made way to Mingyu. Jeonghan sighed, moving through the crowd to reach Seungcheol. The older man smiled at his fiance, grasping Jeonghan’s hand in his.
“Did you talk to him?” Seungcheol asked, placing a hand on Jeonghan’s waist as the final song began to play. Jeonghan nodded, moving his free hand to rest it on Seungcheol’s shoulder.
“I did,” Jeonghan answered, leaning forward to lay his head on Seungcheol’s chest. They swayed slowly to the song with the other couples, though everyone had their attention on the newlyweds. Jeonghan watched as Mingyu whispered in Wonwoo’s ear, a grin appearing on Wonwoo’s face as he pressed a kiss to his husband’s lips. Jeonghan looked away, moving his head so he could smile up at Seungcheol. He really did look handsome tonight, dressed in a black tux and his hair parted beautifully in the middle. Jeonghan reached up to run his hand through Seungcheol’s soft locks, an endearing smile reaching his fiance’s face.
“I love you,” Seungcheol stated, pulling Jeonghan close to him. Jeonghan shut his eyes as he wrapped his arms around Seungcheol.
“I love you, too,” he mumbled, knowing he was in the arms of the last person he would ever love in this lifetime. Despite everything, he was more than okay with that. Wonwoo may have been Jeonghan’s first love, but Seungcheol was his last love; his forever love, as Mingyu was to Wonwoo. And while first love mattered to the ones who experienced it, the last love was the one with the greatest impact.
sometimes if i think too hard abt jeongcheol i start wanting to hurt myself and othehrs
me after taking the jeongcheol pill
sometimes if i think too hard abt jeongcheol i start wanting to hurt myself and othehrs
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Bets on Love
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Chapter 1
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October 1st is a date that Choi Seungcheol remembers like a good movie. It was the day his world shifted when he made a stupid mistake that ended with him falling in love with someone that was not apart of his world.
Choi Seungcheol was a feared man. Leader of the most powerful gang in his city, he had people eating out of his palm trying to please him. His gang of 11 men were feared, but they weren’t all bad, they were just young men hungry for power and lust. Because they were young, they were also stupid. Which brought them into the world of Yoon Jeonghan.
Oh Jeonghan. As precious as the rarest gems, and as gentle as a newborn kitten. He didn’t mix with Seungcheol and his gang. But that never meant he was an outcast. Jeonghan was popular, he didn’t want to be but he was. Sadly, he found himself to be the center of a stupid bet.
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Pairings: Jeonghan X Seungcheol
Story Warnings: eventual smut, mild angst, Cheol is a bit of a bitch at first, there’s a happy ending i promise
Jeonghan’s day started out as any other day, he woke up at 7 am, got ready for his new job at the floral shop, and after chowing down a bagel he walked to his job. So he believed that today would be an ordinary day, but he didn’t know that his day was about to be flipped on its axis.
Around the end of his shift, he started to hear loud voices outside. Being the nosy boy he is, he perked outside the shop window to see who was outside. He spotted six individuals, each of them sitting on or standing by a motorbike and clad in leather jackets that said ‘Seventeen’ on the back. His eyes raked over each of them, taking in their tall figures, but he didn’t pay attention much until the last person. Jeonghan swears he’s never seen a more handsome man. The man stood at around five foot ten, he had silver hair that looked like it was styled professionally, had dark brown eyes and he had a smirk on his face. Jeonghan couldn’t help but stare at this man up until the mans brown eyes moved to lock with Jeonghans silver-contacted ones through the floral shop window. Jeonghan gave a gasp and instantly looked away, occupying himself with drawing on a piece of paper, not noticing the handsome man nudge one of his friends, pointing at Jeonghan’s figure through the window. If he did, he would of seen how they smirked at each other and slid off their bikes, all six of them starting to make their way into the floral shop.
Seungcheol was a man who liked new things, and the man he locked eyes with inside the floral shop they were parked by was new to him. He knew of Joshua, the man who his friends, Mingyu and Hoshi, loved to annoy, but he has never seen this new man. He liked what he saw, at least. The man was dressed in a pink sweater, slightly hanging off his shoulder to expose his smooth, fair skin, he had a pink beret on top of his dyed white hair and had soft pink makeup littering his eyelids. Needless to say, this adorable man certainly peaked Seungcheol’s interest. He turned to Wonwoo, who was sat on the bike next to him and nudged him, “When did the floral shop get a cute new worker?” He asked him. Wonwoo shrugged, turning to the man Seungcheol pointed at, smirking as he raked over his body, “I don’t know, I thought it was just Josh. He is cute though.” Both of them nodded until a voice piped up from next to them, “Way too cute to go for you.” Wonwoo and Seungcheol turned instantly, locking eyes with a smirking Chan. Seungcheol rolled his eyes, “Oh yea? What makes you think I can’t get him?” He asked the cocky younger. “Have you seen yourselves? You’re the personification of the word ‘scary’, if the cute flower guy has any sense, he’ll stay away.” Chan teased them, gaining the attention of their other three friends, Hoshi, Mingyu and Seungkwan. Wonwoo’s smirk grew wider, eagerly tapping Seungcheol’s shoulder, “Lets make a bet then. If you can get him to go out with you and sleep with you by the end of the month, I’ll give you my card to spend on whatever for the day, and I’ll clean your bike for three months.” He said confidently. Seungcheol smirked, instantly shaking Wonwoo’s hand, “Oh, you’re so on, dude.” Neither of them noticing the disapproving look on Seungkwan’s face until he spoke up, “Are you two stupid? You’re making a bet about a human being that you guys don’t even know. That’s fucked up.” He scolded, sighing as they rolled their eyes, “Oh, Kwannie Hyung, you’ll understand when you’re older.” Chan said as they all got off their bikes. “I’m older than you, fucker!” He yelled. They all laughed and made their way into the shop, Seungcheol smirking with a new found goal.
Jeonghan didn’t know what to do with himself, he was standing there with these six good looking men walking around the shop to pass the time. He wasn’t alone, per-say, he had his best friend Joshua, who gave him the job, in the back room, prepping some floral displays, but he wasn’t about to call him out there just because he was a bit intimidated, he could only imagine the teasing he’d receive. He was too busy imagining things that he didn’t realize the man he was staring at was standing in-front of the counter.
He jumped as the man let out a whistle, waving his hand infront of Jeonghan’s face, “You good? You were staring into space.” He chuckled, and it was then that Jeonghan decided he has a favorite voice. “Oh..yeah, I’m okay.” He says shyly, not being able to look him in the eyes for longer than a few seconds. Seungcheol kept his smirk, about to say something else until he was rudely interrupted, in his opinion, by Hoshi and Mingyu. “Hey! Is Joshua here?” They ask the pretty boy behind the counter. “Josh? Yeah, he is. Let me go get him.” He says, walking to the back room, while Seungcheol glares at the two smirking men next to him.
“Josh?” Jeonghan asked, looking around for his friend. “I’m here.” He heard a voice call from the connected greenhouse. He peeks his head through the door, smiling at his best friend, “Hey, there’s some guys outside, two of them wanted me to come get you.” He shrugged at Joshua’s confused look before leading him back with him. Joshua openly groaned in annoyance when he saw the two wide smiled men that were leaning on the counter, but he couldn’t blame Jeonghan, he didn’t know. “Hoshi. Mingyu. Can I help you two?” He asks in his customer service voice that lets people know he’s only saying this because he has to. The two men smirked happily, Hoshi flinging an arm around Joshua’s neck, “Nah, baby, we just wanted to see our favorite boy!” He said, happily tugging him away from Seungcheol and Jeonghan. He knew that the bet would be impossible if Joshua was involved, so they decided to distract him in the best way they knew how. Annoyance.
Seungcheol turned back to the man, smirking softly, “I apologize for my friends, they’re a bit...slow.” He chuckles, ignoring the way his brain memorizes the giggle that the man let out. Jeonghan smiled softly, “It’s okay. Can I help you find something?” He asks him, remembering that he had a job he was supposed to be doing. Seungcheol chuckled and nodded, “Actually you can. You, me, date tonight at the new Italian place that just opened up. What do you say?” He asks confidently. Jeonghan looked like a fish, opening and closing his mouth in disbelief. He’s never been asked out before, he didn’t know how to act. “Uhh...I..I don’t even know your name..” he stutters out. Seungcheol chuckled and leaned a bit closer, “My names Seungcheol. What’s yours, babe?” He asked him. “Uhh...Jeonghan..Yoon Jeonghan.” He said shyly, a pink blush accenting his pink outfit. “That’s a pretty name.” Seungcheol said. “So? About that date?” He smirked, teasingly running his fingers through the white hair that was styled over Jeonghan’s forehead. ‘I’m so winning this bet’ he thought to himself, not noticing the man storming towards them.
Joshua was distracted, like they wanted, for a few minutes at least. Until he grew bored of answering Hoshi and Mingyu’s questions on what flower is what and trailed his eyes to Jeonghan, who currently had Seungcheol’s, who Joshua openly hated, hand under his chin. He gasped as he caught the last thing Seungcheol said and instantly moved out of Mingyu’s grasp, storming over to his friend, pulling him behind him. “No way in hell am I letting YOU anywhere near Jeonghan, S.Coups.” Joshua growled, refusing to call Seungcheol by his actual name. Seungcheol’s smirk instantly fell upon seeing Joshua. “Josh..what a pleasant surprise.” He said through gritted teeth. He was annoyed that his fingers couldn’t continue touching Jeonghan’s smooth skin but he told himself he was only annoyed at the interruption to his bet. Joshua glared at him, keeping the confused Jeonghan behind him. “If you don’t mind, Josh, I was having a conversation with your lovely new worker.” He said, throwing a wink towards Jeonghan, chuckling when he blushed harder, hiding himself behind Joshua. “Yes. Key word: Was. Now you’re not. Great story Coups.” He said harshly, “You’re gonna ask him on a date, butter him up, convince him to sleep with you and then you know what you’ll do? You’ll vanish. It’s all you ever do.” He growled at him. Seungcheol rolled his eyes, his annoyance growing larger, “Last I checked, Jeonghan’s an adult, is he not? He can make his own fucking choices, Joshua. So let him decide.” He said, standing up from leaning on the counter. “What do you say baby? You guys close in 20 minutes, how about you and I get on the back of my bike and I can take you out? Hmm?” Seungcheol asked, the five of his friends standing behind him.
As much as Joshua hated it, he knew Seungcheol was right. Jeonghan was 22, he was an actual adult who lived by himself and made his own choices. So with a defeated sigh he moved from infront of Jeonghan. “Sadly, he’s right. It’s your choice, Hannie.” Joshua said. Jeonghan didn’t know what he should do. One one hand, he refuses the charming man he just met who was clad in leather and he stays the same boring Jeonghan, on the other hand, he goes on the date, knowing that if he did then things about his life would change. Was he scared? Yes he was. He’s never been on a date, let alone talked to more people than Joshua and the occasional customer. He does know one thing, he doesn’t like that. He doesn’t like being the loner who was only popular because he was pretty. He wanted to be social and take risks and it seemed life was handing him the scariest risk he could take.
With a sigh, Jeonghan nodded his head. “One date, to see how it goes..okay?” He doesn’t know who he’s asking, himself, Seungcheol or Joshua, but both men nodded. Seungcheol smirked, “One date.” He said, smirking as he leans back against the counter. Joshua sighed softly, “We’re closing soon, if you want to go get ready to leave.” He said to Jeonghan, who nodded and hugged him. As he left to the offices, Joshua turned to Seungcheol with a deadly glare on his face. “I swear to god, S.Coups. If you hurt him, in any way, shape or form. I will personally kick your ass. You better make this the best date he’ll ever have.” He said seriously, never breaking eye contact with Seungcheol. Seeing how protective Joshua was made him wonder. Who was Yoon Jeonghan? Why did he have Josh this concerned? Seungcheol pushed his thoughts away, nodding his head, “Yeah, yeah, he’ll be fine Joshua. Don’t let your hair go gray.” He rolled his eyes. Joshua shook his head, turning to head back to the offices as well.
Seungcheol watched as the office door closed behind him, “I will personally let Joshua beat your ass when they find out this is all a fucking bet.” Seungkwan growls, extremely pissed at his friends. Hoshi nodded his head, “Yeah...I was for it until I saw how serious Josh was..maybe you guys should call this off.” He said. Wonwoo shrugged, “It’s Cheol’s choice. What do you say, bro?” Seungcheol thought for a bit, coming to the conclusion that Yoon Jeonghan was nothing to him. Just another number to add to the list, and he would be damned if he let this bet slip through his fingers. “It stays on. By the end of the month, Wonwoo’s card will be in my pocket and my bike will be cleaned. I’m fucking winning this. And don’t you dare say a word about it to them.” He told them, not noticing the disappointed looks Hoshi and Seungkwan gave him.
Pranksters w/poly!JeongCheol pt.2
A/N: The moment we've all been waiting forrrrrrr 🥁 🥁 🥁🥁🥁 Hope you enjoy! As always, feedback is very much welcome. Pt.1 here
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Man, crying over Jeongcheol at 3 a.m really is my passion huh?
My Seventeen Ships
Small & Grumpy + Sunshine (Soonhoon)
Savage + Puppy (Gyuhao)
Angel 😇 + Leader (Jeonhcheol)
Social Butterfly + Handsome and Laid Back (Seungsol)
Sunshine Protector + Sunshine (Seoksoo)
Easygoing + Mellow (Wonhui)
All are protective of the Baby
