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I NEED ONE. I DO NOT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND. THIS IS A N E C E S S I T Y
seungcheol + getting a pet together
seungcheol is your roommate, your best friend, your boyfriend, love of your life and also the most predictable person on this planet. it's super easy to plan something because you already know how he's going to react but there was something for reaction on which you weren't so sure of.
'i bought something.'
you know seungcheol, so you know he's not going to turn around because nothing can distract him from cooking. and you're completely right as seungcheol simply hums but continues with his task of chopping vegetables for your dinner. good, step number one: inform about a purchase is completed. you carefully put box with your treasure on the floor and straighten up, readying yourself for the next step.
'you know how when i want something real bad i just go ahead and buy it, right?' you ask, trying not to squirm.
just like you predicted, this makes your boyfriend chuckle a little but he still doesn't turn around. 'what is it this time? it better not be something with neon lights though, i think we have enough of those in our apartment. i don't even know where-'
'it's a dog.' you cut him off quickly.
now this makes seungcheol turn around. he eyes you carefully, checking whether you're joking or not. he doesn't see the box on the floor because of the table and it's getting hard for you to keep a straight face and not burst of excitement. 'a dog,' he slowly repeats, putting the knife away and fully turning to you.
'yes,' you confirm with a nod. 'well, it's actually a puppy but yeah, technically it's a dog. i mean- puppy, yes, it's a puppy.'
seungcheol blinks. you had two predictions of his reactions: first one was him getting pissed at you and second one was him getting excited. but the silence that stretches out makes you think that maybe, for the first time in your life, you were wrong and your boyfriend is about to surprise you. 'a puppy plushie?'
'no-what? no, it's a living and breathing puppy!' you kneel and carefully take the box in your hands, putting it on top of the table. 'he's sleeping still.'
seungcheol stares at the box with a hard look on his face. he opens his mouth like he's about to say something and when nothing comes out, he closes it again. the sigh that leaves his mouth is so heavy that you almost crumble. when he opens his mouth for the second time, you quickly cut in: 'before you're going to say something, i just want to remind you that you love me a lot.' seungcheol's mouth snaps shut and you grin: 'now, after this reminder, go ahead. what did you want to say?'
you always loved seungcheol's laugh. it never failed to make you smile and this time is no different; seungcheol laughs, shaking his head and your lips outstretch into a smile on their own accord. laughing is a good start, you think as cheol comes closer to the table. laughter means he's not angry. and seungcheol doesn't look angry at all. just like you, he carefully opens up the box and peers inside, his entire face melting at the sight of a sleeping puppy. 'what's his name?' he asks in a whisper, not looking away.
'he doesn't have one,' you whisper back and barrel on, seeing a positive reaction: 'i thought we'd pick a name together for him.' that makes cheol look up. his face is so close that your noses almost brush. 'i mean- he's ours, right? so we can pick a name.'
'ours,' seungcheol mutters and then looks at the puppy back again. none of this was predicted by you so it feels like walking on the glass, measuring every reaction. but by the soft smile on your boyfriend's lips you know that you've already won. cheol reaches out and gently strokes puppy's head, smiling at a tiny whine he gets in response. 'yeah, ours.'
your heart grows two times in your chest, making it hard to breathe. not wanting to wake puppy up but really needing to scream, you grab your boyfriend's shoulders and hide your face in his chest, muffling your shout of happiness there. seungcheol laughs softly, his chest vibrates with that sound and you press a kiss on top of his shirt, smiling. this is the best day, you think and then decide to voice it out too: 'this is the best day.' not bearing this distance between you two, you circle the table and jump into his arms, giggling when he wraps his arms tightly, keeping you pressed neatly against his body.
'are you that happy?' he asks, leaning away so he can take a good look on your face.
'so happy, cheol. you made me so happy!'
'but you are the one who bought puppy and brought him here,' he says, smiling at the way your eyes shine brightly. even if he didn't like the whole idea at first, there's no way he could ever say 'no', seeing stars in your eyes. 'i didn't do anything.'
'you called him 'ours'. it means we are going to keep him!' you slap your mouth shut, realizing that you said the last bit too loudly. 'oops.' you both turn to look at the box just in time when loud whine echoes from there. you quickly turn back to seungcheol: 'we're keeping him, right cheollie?'
seungcheol nods, smiling and placing small kiss on your nose. 'we are keeping him, sweets.'
you may call him predictable but he knows you well too; he totally expected the rain of kisses on his face and yours' i love you, i love you' after he said it. grinning at your happiness, seungcheol lets you go so you could take care of the puppy. watching as you coo at him made something warm settle in his chest. without saying another word, he goes back to cooking dinner, smiling when you shout: 'i'm so lucky to have you, cheollie!' on top of your lungs before running away somewhere. he feels so content and thinks that you're not the one who is lucky; it's him, he's the truly lucky one.
a/n: bursting in your feed with a cute cheollie with a dog hehe. check out my other works here and come say hi! - nini
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I feel like absolute shit but it's fine.
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I'm not sure I can express this sentiment strongly enough, but I'm going to try via the medium of large bolded text.
Write what the fuck you want.
Write what makes you happy. Write what makes your soul sing. Write what fucks you up and makes you cry. Write what comforts you. Write what distracts you. Write what you want to read. Write what you want to watch.
Write what you want to dream about tonight.
Write what you can't get enough of. Write what you're completely obsessed with. Write what wakes you up at 4am and drags you out of bed because you can't stop thinking about what your characters are going to do next.
Write what turns you on, if that's your vibe. Write characters you're in love with and characters who inspire you and characters you want to be friends with and characters you fucking hate but oh my god they're so much fun.
Write about things you would sell your soul to do in real life and things you would never do in real life. Write about things that are happening right now and things that happened a thousand years ago and things that might happen in the future and things you wish could happen.
Write to get a publishing deal or to sell your books yourself or not to sell your books at all. Write for your friends or for strangers or for the people who reblog your posts on Tumblr and send you songs that remind them of your characters.
Write for yourself.
Fuck any system that tells you there's only one right way to create or one valid way to share your writing. Your story, the way you tell it, has so much value. Make people smile or piss people off or do both of those things because art is divisive and fascinating and beautiful.
Start writing. Keep writing. And write what the fuck you want.
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