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hey everyone,

i'm ris, and i wanted to post some seventeen stuff here...

nice to meet you!!

you could scream into a pillow right now.

In fact, you did scream into the pillow for a couple of minutes, but it never seemed to be enough. you might need to go to a cliff in order to release all that rage in you because it still hadn't lessened.

your colleague (fuck you, minwoo), had misplaced an important document needed for the project you had to submit. which ended up in your department head lashing out at you.

"who the hell does he think he is!?" you scream, now beginning to pull on the ends of the cushion.

minghao sat next to you, half in concern and half in fear. in all these years you two had been together, he had never seen you like this... like you could tear apart your whole office if you could. to say he was concerned was... putting it lightly.

he gently took the cushion from your hands. he took great care of it; he couldn't even think of it being ripped apart. placing it aside, he pats you on your back a few times.

"you know what? i'll go make some tea real quick, while you take a few deeeep breaths to calm a bit dow-"

"but he's at the wrong!" you butt in.

"I know, I know," he says as he places a hand on your cheek, "lemme just make the tea and we can put on some diss tracks and talk trash about him, okay?"

even though you were seething right now, you couldn't help but smile. hao had never been one to talk bad about someone, but you know that he's ever ready to put aside his meditated mind and join you, if that means you'll feel better (and that his cushion will remain safe).

warning: mentions of alcohol

"well, hellooo~"

you turn towards the voice, and find a very drunken (and very adorable) soonyoung standing to your right, a glass of whiskey (?) in hand. he was loud enough to be heard over the noise of the club, yet you still perked up and leaned towards him.

"hello."

"what'ss a pretty lady like you hic... doing over hereee?" his voice sounded almost like a sing-song. he probably had a little too much of the drink. confirming your thoughts, he stumbles into the chair next to you.

"just winding up after a long day, you know? what about you?"

"well, i jus wanna let loooose tonight. with my friendsss. they're prolly out there, hic, dancing or drinking," he waves his hands around, pointing towards his friends. but you're only looking at him. a small smile forms on your lips, but you're quick to hide it.

"i see... it's too crowded here, you wanna go somewhere private?" you offer, pretending innocence.

he lets out a loud gasp, "oh no! i have a girlfriendd!! hic she's somewhere around here. she'll end you iff she finds out."

"is she that dangerous?"

"sometimess, but she's veeery sweet. hic always takes care off me. kisses me goodnight and goood morning. hic, always sends me cute stuff that reminds her of me... hic-"

he stands up as he's speaking, but then stumbles again and falls into the seat, face first onto the counter.

you gasp and rush over to him, patting him on the cheek, "omg, soonie? soonyoung? are you okay??"

he lets out a slow groan before raising his head and looking at you. his eyes sparkle with recognition

"y/n!! omg you're here! i was hic just talking about you! come on, let'ss have a drink!" he shouts and turns to call the bartender, "sir-"

"soonie, come on, let's go home. you're way too drunk," you pull him by his hand to get him to stand. even in his drunken state, he laughs and let's you lead him.

"y/n you know something? i met a lady back at the counter. she kind of looked a lot like you. But! she tried to hit on me!!"

you play along, pretending surprise, "really? what did you say?"

"I pushed her away, of course. can't ever forget my baby. my sweet, lovely babyyy..."

warnings: 18+, mention of tattoo

chan claims he loves every part of you the same.

yet,

its the same chan whose eyes linger a little longer around your breasts.

the same chan, who always ends up diving face first into your tits after a long, rough day at work.

chan, who always needs to hold your boobs whenever you're in bed because it "helps him sleep better".

chan, who loves buying lacy lingerie to adorn your boobs, only to rip it off later.

chan, who loves to place a few extra kisses and bites near your breasts.

chan, who goes feral seeing you on top of him, because your boobs are now at eye-level.

chan, who loves when you ride him, because now he can give all his attention to your tits — licking, biting and sucking on them.

chan, who loves hugs, partly cause he loves the feel of your boobs on his chest.

chan, whose absolute weakness is the tattoo you got (specially for him), right above your breasts.

chan, who claims he loves every part of you the same, but loves your boobs a little more.

timezones are something you've started hating ever since the day jun started going on tours after you two began dating. like, what do you mean he's sleeping when you see a cute cat on the street, you wanna face time him to show it to him???

he's on one such tour now and you're pretty much miserable.

you: junie I miss you :(

my moon: just two more days baby, I'll be back by then

you: oh i forgot to tell you!

you: i saw this really cute cat on my way to work today

you: hold on lemme find the pic

the last message was sometime around 10:30pm back home, and it's 11:45 pm now. jun keeps checking his phone every 2 minutes, but he finds no reply.

my moon: baby?

my moon: hello??

my moon: yn???

missed call from my moon

missed video call from my moon

my moon: hello??????

he finds relief only when you reply back another half hour later, saying that you'd fallen asleep trying to search for the picture, along with the said picture. an orange cat sleeping, with a flower on its head.

you: *one picture attached*

my moon: i was so worried!!

you: how's the cat?

my moon: you didn't even pick my call!!

you: isn't it cute

you: it's so silly

you: can we adopt it when you come back

jun loves going on tours, and hates being away from you. fortunately for him, you always make it seem like he's just beside you.

"i can't sleep."

you look away from your book to find a disheveled jihoon standing at the doorway. his eyes seem blood-shot red; his pajamas are crumpled; his hair points out in every direction, defying even the laws of physics and he holds a pillow in his hands.

you never imagined a day you'd see your roommate like this.

even with the initial shock, you keep the book aside and smile and beckon him over. he wordlessly wobbles over and climbs onto your bed. you pat your lap. he hesitates for a moment before gently laying his head on your lap. you immediately start to play with his hair.

"is there anything bothering you?" you ask him. you know he's a busy man — with his classes and music production, he barely even gets time to eat or sleep or stays home. opportunities like these should be seized, you know?

he still doesn't say anything, resorting to shaking his head into a 'no'. you continue to comb through his hair, removing any tangles you find.

"tell me about your day..." he starts out of nowhere. you hum as you remember all the events of the day.

"it was pretty much like usual, I guess. all the classes and stuff- oh! did you know? seungkwan spilled his americano today," you say in between giggles — the incident was way too comical.

"how?"

"it was soonyoung who spilled it. he was imitating seungkwan to a few of their juniors when kwan showed up behind him with his coffee. one elbow lift and baam, everything went flying. you know what's funny, kwan was wearing a white shirt," you start laughing again, tears threatening to escape. soonyoung's and seungkwan's shenanigans have always been your group's free entertainment. everyday was a new episode.

"don't go asking about this to kwan tho, he'll just end me..."

and that's when you notice a cute jihoon curled up into a ball, quiet snores escaping from him. a little string of drool at the corner of his lips. the sight is so endearing, you try to hold yourself back from capturing it.

but you end up taking it anyway. anything for a little blackmail material.

sunlight peeks in gently through the windows and curtains of your shared bedroom. the cold has you and jeonghan wrapped in the blanket. he hogged it in the night, but you managed to fight back, successfully this time. the warmth of the sunlight plus the warmth from han's body makes it very difficult to get out of bed.

and he has decided to take advantage of it.

"don't go...." he whines. he's half asleep, eyes closed shut, but the grip he has on your body says otherwise.

"i can't do that and neither can you. get up now, or else we'll both be late," you nudge him out of bed, but he just snuggles closer into you.

"ynnn... don't goo... we can cuddle like this the whole day. you know we deserve it..."

you sigh. dating jeonghan has made you understand that winning against him is almost impossible.

so you decide to give in.

"fine. i'll call in sick today."

"okay! I'll call seungcheol and tell him too," he says and rolls over to his side of the bed to grab his phone.

"seungcheol, hey... i don't think I can come to work today.... no, it's just that yn's fallen sick so i need to take care of her.... no it's not very serious, she just wants me here...."

your eyes bulge out so much you think they've fallen out. the heck he means you were sick?! the heck he means you asked him to stay??

"yeah, okay thanks cheol," he says and hangs up and captures you in a huge, suffocating hug.

"i gotchu now... all mine..."

love languages: yoon jeonghan

yoon jeonghan x gn reader comfort (a lil bit), jeonghan and reader are a menace (at the end) warnings: none word count: 503 author's notes: not my best... this could have been better🤧 but i really do hope you like it

words of affirmation:–

there are times when you doubt yourself. everyone has it too. that's how jeonghan tries to comfort you everytime. youre the light of his life. youre the one person he loves to see every morning and every night. to see someone like that so down, so blue... it breaks his heart. he always rushes to comfort you when you're miserable. he's always the first to cheer you on when you decide to do something. he's always the one who hugs you tight and congratulate you when you achieve something. jeonghan loves to use his words to express how much he cherishes you, and you wouldnt have it any other way.

jeonghan silently listens to you, rubbing your back soothingly as you mumble on and on about work exhaustion. his tshirt is wet with your tears and your nose is full of snot, but he only embraces you warmly as he says, "it may seem very difficult right now, but you'll be okay soon. i know you got it. just believe in yourself." "what if i cant?" "then, i'll do it for the two of us."

quality time:–

jeonghan comes up with different activities to do out of nowhere. going on a walk, learning pottery, cooking meals, grocery shopping, cycling,, the list goes on. the reason? he wants to spend time with you. it's very hectic with both of your works and assignments, so he plans different things to do with you instead of just staying home. this way, youre not wasting away precious time on your phone. instead, you're both giggling, laughing, gossiping, ranting. we're making memories, you know? that's what he says.

"...what is this," you ask, scanning the huge chart in jeonghan's hands. "this is our weekly chart that i prepared, about what we should do each day of the week. mondays, we go to the park. tuesdays, we go for cycling. wednesdays are for shopping. thursdays can be games, i guess. on fridays, we got out for dinner. saturdays we cook dinner. and sundays, we go grocery shopping.

small acts of violence:–

jeonghan specializes in being a menace. and you're his apprentice now. together, you're just double trouble. fret not, its nothing too bad. simple, plain pranks like drawing on a sleeping soonyoung's face with marker, scaring seungkwan, giving chan oreos filled with toothpaste. innocent, harmless stuff like that. what han likes is how you're always up for something like this. what han loves is how you're quick to stop it when you feel like its too much. but the pranks don't end with others. you're both equally evil to play with each other too. changing phone password, hiding your favourite cup. jeonghan absolutely loves that you're always up for a challenge with him.

"yoon jeonghan," you glare at the man sitting on the chair with a shit-eating grin. he starts to run as you approach. "how dare you put a moaning audio as my ringtone and then call me??!" you shout as you chase after him.

love languages: hong jisoo

hong jisoo × gn reader fluff, headcanon warnings: mentions of food, soft shua word count: 463 author's notes: i think it's kind of unfair that there's only one joshua in this world.

words of affirmation:–

in times of trouble, hong jisoo becomes your personal hypeman. he's always quick to notice any changes in your behaviour. when you seem unusually quiet and disturbed, he's by your side in a moment, asking you what the matter is and how he can help. no matter what the trouble is, he makes sure you know how much he loves you, and that he's always by your side to assist you, or to let out all your frustrations to. he uses his whole vocabulary of endearments for you, if that's what's needed for him to have you feel better.

"things just feel so wrong to me right now. the work i am doing, the assignments i'm completing, the food i'm trying to cook... none of it is going well." "you know, baby, sometimes, things don't go the way we want it to. but that's okay. because we can figure it out together."

acts of service:–

for jisoo, actions speak louder than words. when he feels he cant express his emotions through words, when speech fails him, he acts according to them. he makes breakfast in the morning if you went to sleep late last night; he charges your phone if it's dead; packs you extra heat packs when he expects it to get cold later; pre-booking a book of your favourite author. for a man with 999+ unread messages, he responds to yours instantly. if that isn't true love, then i don't know what is.

"shua, what are you..." the question is left hanging as you walk to the dining table and see jisoo standing there, arranging the bowls of cereal. "you were sleeping, so i decided to make breakfast this morning."

physical touch:–

just like actions, jisoo loves to express his love through touch, more so when he's drunk. he's almost always holding you somehow; either he's holding your hands, or your waist. he gives you little head pats when he's feeling especially enamoured by you, little nose boops when you're too cute for him to bear, or little pinches on your cheeks when he's feeling goofy. when he's drunk, he becomes extremely clingy (i've been seeing so many in-the-soop-drunk-shua vids), leaning onto you, or running to pull you into a bear hug, cuddling you as he tries to sleep. but when the mood is a bit more serious, he pats your back to calm you, or caresses your face in his hands when you're wallowing in self-doubt. hong jisoo is just someone who'd rather show his love, than speak of it.

"ynnn...," shua slithers towards your side of the bed, where you're scrolling though the phone. "i love you," he says with a cheeky grin. "i love you too, shua." "really?" he says and cuddles into you. "really."

"girls! get ready for bed," you coo as you enter your kids' bedroom and see them playing with dolls. they look at you with puppy eyes and huge pouts, one last attempt to get 5 more minutes of playtime.

"nope. no more excuses. you're already 30 minutes late," you declare, with makes them stand up defeatedly and stomp towards the washroom. you walk around, placing the toys in the box and arranging the girls' beds. they come out some fifteen minutes later.

you tuck them both into their beds and they let out a satisfied sigh as sleep starts to take over. you pat their cheeks and turn off the lights.

just as you were about to exit the room, haeyoon, the elder one, calls out, "mommy, where's our goodnight kiss?"

"i'm so sorry baby," you speak and rush towards her to place the mandatory kiss on her head, and the extra ones on her cheek. you move over to hae-in and kiss her the same. you let out a soft 'good night' before leaving the bedroom.

you go to your own bedroom to find your husband already in bed, phone in hand and eyes shut. you chuckle as you get ready for bed and climb in, placing his phone on the nightstand and turning off the lights.

joshua stirs awake and sits up.

"hey!! where's my goodnight kiss??" he says before shaking you.

you gasp and sit and quickly give him a small, fluttering smooch on the corner of his lips. he pulls you back in and places a lingering kiss on your lips, deepening with every second. he pulls away satisfied.

"now, let's go to sleep."

svt or just coups (whatever u want) finding out thehre in LOVE love w you idk if it makes sense 😔🙏

my first ever request, THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON I LUV YOU also I'm so so sorry it took so much time but I really needed to mull it over and think about it, please forgive me🙇‍♀️

but you can find it here!!

I really hope you enjoy it :)

hyper/calm dynamics

seventeen × gn reader silly ot13, absolutely unserious warnings: none, only goofy svt word count: 413 author's notes: this was a very unserious thought that came to my mind😭 may or may not have been thought of while watching business proposal videos... might just end up making a 'silly svt series' where i do more of such stuff. also, although i mention the term 'gf' here, it's just for the presentation; i've tried my best to make it gn!! i hope you like it :)

hyper gf, calm bf seungcheol, wonwoo, woozi

aka sunshine and sunshine protector. this is such a funny thought in my head like i can see their partner being so bubbly and bouncy and the boys just stand by, smiling awkwardly. they're probably like, holding a leash thats connected to their s/o in order to keep them within sight. dont join in on their s/o's antics, but very supportive from the sidelines, probably silently cheering them up. they may not match their partner's energies, but never question their love for them.

calm gf, hyper bf junhui, seokmin, mingyu, chan

literally the opposite. the boys giving absolute second hand embarrassment while their s/o's just there like 'baby i'm not even here'. boyfriend who? but, during rare occasions, the partners might just match the boys' energies; it's hard to not have them rub off on you. the inverse of the previous sunshine and sunshine protector. partner looks at their bf like he hung up the stars and moon and the whole universe.

calm gf, calm bf jeonghan, minghao, hansol

they just exude this peaceful vibe yk. you could join them at any moment and just... exist. tea party vibes fr like some tea, sweet cookies, gentle gossiping. dont have much energy for extraordinary stuff. they're both just happy to be there, with each other. others might find them too underwhelming, but they understand each other well enough. their love language is gentle loving.

hyper gf, hyper bf soonyoung

CHAOS personified. trouble, trouble and trouble yet again. if you think you can control this couple, you're WRONG. horanghae and horanghae enthusiast. match each other's energy to a level that is genuinely concerning (and lowkey terrifying). they're so chaotic it even drains the energy out of others with them. the calm ones are just purely afraid of them. not to worry tho, they do it out of love and love only. hold so much love for each other and everyone else its cute🤧

option d: all of the above jisoo, seungkwan

cant really pinpoint what they'd be cause their energy is all over the place. one thing for sure though, their partners definitely match their freak. i can just see it. if they're calm, they're calm together. if they're chaotic, they rain hellfire on everyone else. everyone prays they remain peaceful because it's hard to manage them otherwise. but no one can say for sure. they could wake up one day and collectively choose violence.

you're not a really clingy person, per se. you like to be independent; follow your own routine and plan things spontaneously. you never liked going along with another person's schedule.

which was precisely why mingyu was thoroughly surprised when you sounded pouty and needy on the call. he didn't waste any time though; tripping over in his own apartment as he rushed to get ready.

the door was unlocked, the living room was dark and quiet; there was no sign of any living being in the whole place. he calls out to you, head turning as he caught on to the faintest of hums coming from somewhere. your bedroom, he assumes.

what he sees when he enters your room almost makes him shrink in fondness. there you were, wrapped up in your blanket like a burrito, with 3 or so plushies (that he had bought you) surrounding the roll. nose red as a cherry and eyes watery. a box of tissues on what he assumes is your chest under the blanket burrito.

he coos as he walks over to you, and doesn't waste any time in wrapping his hands around what he could reach of your body as he places his face on your head.

"awww, my baby."

"aw me once again and I'll kick you."

"after i make you soup, right?"

"...after i have your soup."

not proofread, not thought about at all. this came together in like, half an hour. don't come for me — i am sick and this was purely self-indulgent😔🤧

when jihoon comes home in the evening, he finds wonwoo sitting in their shared apartment, idly shuffling through the programs on television, trying to appear unbothered. maybe it's the 3 years of being roommates, but jihoon sees clearly through the guise.

just as his friend is about to greet him, the phone rings and wonwoo almost flies across the room to get the call.

simp behaviour, jihoon thinks to himself.

wonwoo perks up at your name displayed on your phone. the sound of your sniffles the next minute worries him almost instantly.

"can you come pick me up?"

all things that could probably have gone wrong rushed into his mind. did your date not go well? was he an asshole? did you have a malfunction? was he not the type of guy you expected? but he pushed them aside as he ran to where you said you were.

and he found you sitting on the sidewalk in front of a store. hugging yourself, because of the cold or because you were... lonely?

as soon as he tapped your shoulder, you turned to him and wonwoo's heart shatters. tears pooled in your eyes, some rolling down your cheeks. nose red. lips chapped as if you had been biting on it. he knew you were; he knew you do that when you were anxious.

he doesn't say anything, simply wrapping you in his arms as you start to break down against him. those walking past look at you both weirdly, but you don't notice and wonwoo doesn't care. all his thoughts right now were concerning you.

you pull away after a while, and wonwoo wipes away any stray tears.

"cmon, let's get you out of here," he says and pulls you up, side-hugging you as he leads you.

you end up in a park, and sit on nearby swings in silence. you clear your throat to speak.

"he didn't show up."

the swing squeaks as you swing it lightly. you let out a laugh, but wonwoo doesn't have to look to know it's to mask your cry.

"he's... i've had a crush on him for what, two years now? i was so looking forward to this and... he never showed up."

wonwoo doesn't say anything. his heart is aching but he continues to draw on the ground with his feet.

"go ahead. tell me. tell me that you told me so."

"i should have listened to you. i shouldn't have come. I shouldn't even have worn a dress, or dolled up. i shouldn't even have accepted it," you start crying again and he sighs before standing up and hugging you once again.

wonwoo starts, "you never knew. it's okay, dear. you didn't know all this could happen." he takes your face in his hands and wipes your tears away. you have a slight pout on your soft, red lips, and wonwoo has to control every cell in his body to not kiss it away right now.

"let me tell you something. he doesn't deserve your tears. you know what? let's go back to my house, and we can eat some spicy ramen and bitch about him with jihoon. you know he loves a good gossip."

the thought makes you chuckle and you stand up.

"okay, let's go... i don't know what I'd have done if I didn't have you as my best friend."

wonwoo just laughs.

he just laughs because he doesn't want to let you know that he wants to scream right now.

because that's what he'll ever be. just a 'best friend'.

but he tells himself it's okay. he knows he'll never break your heart, but until that day comes, he'll always be there to pick up your pieces.

im so sorry I ghosted yall😭 i have an exam this weekend and absolutely zero urge to do anything BUT I will get back to posting after the exam please forgive me😭🙇‍♀️

when you get scared

seventeen × gn reader crack (if you squint), silly ot13, requested warnings: they're watching a horror movie word count: 579 author's notes: this was requested by 🐚 anon. i had so much fun visualising this😭 also ended up watching a video edit of that one GoSe horror special on yt. lemme know what you think!

setting: you're watching a horror movie with them.

➼ choi seungcheol

to be very honest, I feel like seungcheol would be more scared than you, except he hides it really well. you don't notice because you're scared as well, and when you jump in your seat and scream, it startles him too but quickly feigns confidence and teases you for being scared.

➼ yoon jeonghan

run. no questions asked, just run. jeonghan will never ever let you live down this moment. watch him double down in laughter for the rest of the movie. watch him narrate this whole incident, dramatically, to the rest of the boys. and every next time you both decide to watch another horror movie, he'll bring it up. every ten minutes.

➼ hong jisoo

so so concerned🥺 the jumpscare spooks you both, but he rushes to your side and asks if you're okay. you look at his face and start laughing at the ridiculousness of it all, and he starts laughing too. ends up becoming a comedy movie from then on.

➼ moon junhui

he's the one who suggested it. he's also the one who regrets it first. jumps when you get scared or start screaming. not sure if you guys watch the whole movie cause you're both screaming at the top of your lungs every five minutes.

➼ kwon soonyoung

it's so funny cause he was so so excited for this. when he sees you folding yourself and watching through your fingers (ykwim?) he chuckles and says he'll protect you. also ends up getting scared with you. but most of the time he's just so loud and vocal - "woah look at that!" "woAH where did THAT COME FROM-"

➼ jeon wonwoo

wasn't very into this idea but agrees nonetheless. starts smiling when he sees you're scared shitless and lets you hide behind him whenever you feel like something spooky is gonna appear. he feels like a knight in shining armour.

➼ lee jihoon

he's scared. he'd rather die than admit it. keeps a confident and brave image to not let you know. there are times when he lets out the quietest of welps but you don't hear it cause you're screaming out there. pats your back and says, "it's okay. I'll beat them up for you."

➼ lee seokmin

he's the scared one. you have to keep increasing the volume of the movie but he somehow manages to scream over that. does not survive until the end. you swear you could see his soul fly away😭

➼ kim mingyu

the 6'2" man makes himself small next to you. his feet are tucked in and he's hugging his knees. hugs you whenever you get scared, but you don't know if it's because he's calming you down, or because he's scared himself.

➼ xu minghao

so quiet and engrossed in the movie. 'shh's you when you scream😭 "hey, keep it down, I'm trying to concentrate." but still side-hugs you and pulls you into him. laughs at you while hugging you lovingly at the end.

➼ boo seungkwan

gets scared with you. you're both screaming your lungs out together. he's sweating bullets and you're clinging onto him. you're both, literally, on top of the couch, hugging your knees. gets startled when you shout and whines about it.

➼ chwe hansol

starts critically analysing the movie ten minutes into it. when he sees you're scared, he just... laughs?? and goes "it's not that scary, c'mere." gives the movie a standing ovation at the end while you sit just there, soulless.

➼ lee chan

what horror movie? he ain't letting you put on a horror movie. he starts whining the moment he hears you talk about watching a horror movie. you both end up watching Frozen.

the red mark on the calendar almost goes unseen when seokmin heads to work in the morning. the red mark that warns him to tread carefully; that you're gonna be unpredictable for the next few days; that your emotions are gonna be all over the place, and one wrong move can lead to waterworks and angry cries; that you crave comfort but are too shy to let out.

the notification that pops up right as he's about to leave work reminds him of some very urgent and important errands that he's gotta run before going back home.

an hour later, seokmin comes home to a dark living room and kitchen, and a dull light coming from your shared bedroom. he throws his work bag away and enters the bedroom to find you lying face down on the bed.

"hey baby," he beams and comes closer to press a fluttering kiss on top of your bed. you groan in return.

"i got some stuff for you," he says as he places the carry bags on the floor beside the bed. you reluctantly sit up.

seokmin can't help but let out an endearing smile, seeing your messy hair and puffy face. he pulls out the tub of chocolate ice cream from the bag and hands it to you with the wooden spoon (that breaks after two scoops). you don't mind though, more focused on finishing the tub that provides relief from the pain.

the approaching red mark may signal your upcoming emotional turbulence, but seokmin doesn't mind. after all, it's also the time when he gets to take extra care of you.

desperately in need of a tub of chocolate ice cream (and a seokmin) right now.

cheol as a boy dad

boy dad! seungcheol fluff, requested warnings: reader has a womb, cheol being down bad for his baby boy word count: 705 author's notes: requested by anon (thank you so much!!) I hope you like it. i never really thought about boy dad cause cheol's definitely a girl dad for me but I loved writing this so much! Lemme know what you think :) check out 'cheol as a girl dad' here.

boy dad! cheol who starts crying in the hospital seeing a junior version of him. his big boba eyes are yours, no doubt, but the little pout that finds home on his baby's lips are unmistakably his — even he can't deny it. his eyes start watering when his baby boy holds his index finger with his whole palm.

boy dad! cheol who litters gentle kisses on your sweaty face, murmuring the sweetest of praises on how you did so well and how your baby is a sweet healthy boy who looks like the best of them both. your tears melt into his as you both happily sob over this moment of joy.

boy dad! cheol who you always find around your baby, smiling and cooing at him, playing with him and his toys and always bringing a wide grin to your baby's face. the child's laughter fills your little home and you can't help but sigh in content.

boy dad! cheol who always traces the baby's features delicately: the eyes that reflect the same shine that yours hold, the lips that pout the same way he does, the little button nose and the cheeks that seungcheol withholds the urge to bite because they're so chubby and so.... biteable (the cuteness aggression is so real right now!!)

boy dad! cheol who loves to dress your child in matching clothes as his. you search for seungcheol as you browse through the women's section, only to find him approaching you with two same shirts in different sizes. everytime you all go out you stand out because you're walking around with two same people, just different fonts.

boy dad! cheol who wraps his hands around your waist and kisses your neck, surprising you as you make dinner. who always takes time to appreciate you about all the struggles you had to deal with during the pregnancy, and how you've made him more happy than any man in this world.

you turn around and start kissing him, but just as things were about to dive deeper, your little trouble-maker stumbles up to you both and starts tugging on your pants. seungcheol grabs the child and tucking him in between you both, gives you and your child a bone-crushing hug that ends up making your son giggle endlessly. cheol gently whispers how he's holding his world in his arms right now, and your cheeks hurt from smiling so hard.

boy dad! cheol who pouts and whines everytime your son ignores him and runs to you. you don't realise how, but your son takes more liking to you, running to you first whenever you return home from somewhere, or whenever he needs something. although seungcheol loves to see it, he lowkey hates how he's just left there, hands outstretched for a hug hanging in the air. he dramatically falls to the floor, kicking his feet and whining which makes your son run from your arms to fall onto his dad's chest, giggling with how cheol tickles him.

boy dad! cheol who gets so excited to take your son to the first day of his school. although having to leave him makes his sad, he's excited for his son's new step in his life and will be all ears to hear him talk all about whatever happened at school. he sneakily gives his son a sweet treat without you knowing (it's their little secret now) as he tells everything he learnt in class that day.

boy dad! cheol who always teaches his son to respect everyone he meets in his life. he hopes that his son learns from watching the way he treats you, his wife, with all the love and respect he could give. he hopes that one day, when his son grows up, he treats his wife the same way seungcheol treats you now.

boy dad! cheol who, even though secretly wished for a baby girl, becomes extremely elated with his precious little baby boy, in whom he sees both you and him. hes feels like the luckiest man on earth — with a wife he loves with every inch of him and a lovely son who he wants to keep happy for the rest of his life. his little, happy family.

warnings: suggestive content | wc: 539

a/n: first time writing a mature content like this. please do let me know what you think and of any improvements needed. i've only read smut, not written it😭

you sit in front of your dressing table, all the while being acutely aware of mingyu's gaze on your back. you could see his bedroom eyes through the mirror, but you were intent on going out with your friends today.

"you should stop staring at my ass, mingyu. you're drooling," you walk towards the bed where he's sitting at the edge, manspreading.

whatever he planned with this, it might just be working.

mingyu sits up straight and holds your waist, looking deep into your eyes. the lust in his eyes was evident with the way they darkened when you returned from the bathroom wearing this dress, one that ended right below your ass and hugs your skin so well. all thanks to the workout sessions with mingyu.

his hands slide lower to cup your butt and he pulls you in to straddle his hip. the bulge, that you hadn't noticed before, presses deliciously into your cunt and you have to mentally keep yourself from grinding on him.

"how come you never wear these dresses with me?" he pouts as he rests his face on your breasts. but he also takes this opportunity to slowly knead your ass and you have to bite back the moans that threatens to leave your mouth.

"you and i both know how that's gonna en-" he cuts you off by capturing your lips with his, and the gentle, light kiss quickly turns into a rough and passionate one. you grind harder against his hips, needing to feel some pressure against your pussy that's now wet and dripping.

good thing you decided to wear panties.

he turns his attention to your neck as he pushes your dress up your hips, making quick work of unzipping and throwing the dress to some corner of the room where you're sure it's gonna stay forgotten until the next morning.

"gyu, i told you I needed to go today. i can't keep cancelling on them."

your words fall onto deaf ears as he slaps your ass. your back arches with the sensation and your moans sound like symphony to mingyu. he slaps hard once again and you grind harder against his bulge.

he falls back, and pulls you along to make you sit on his face. you feel his smirk on your ass but further thought leaves you as he starts licking and lapping at your cunt like a starved man having his last meal. his hands continue their work on your butt, leaving only to pinch your nipples or press into your clit. your moans get louder and louder, increasing with the building pleasure in your insides until you burst, coming all over his face. even through the tears clouding your vision, you see him take in every drop, smiling like a kid who got candies.

he changes position, trapping you under him and quickly removes his clothes. before you can understand anything, he flips you over, pushing your back and lifting your ass into the air. before he can do anything though, you tell him you got one last thing to do. you sit up straight and grab your phone, opening contacts to find a number.

"....hey, um, Lana? yeah, i don't think i can come today..."

— pull harder, lee jihoon.

suggestive | 411

minors do not interact.

[warnings] hair pulling, scratching, mention of a blowjob

you watch his long hair fall over his face and you scoot closer to him to bashfully ask if you can play with them, ready to hear him tell you no knowing he’s not big on physical touch but to your surprise, he gives you a nod and a quiet “yeah go for it” so you move to sit behind him and starts brushing his hair back with your fingers, gathering them up into a messy ponytail.

he feels a slight tug as you pull on the ponytail and for some weird, unexplainable reason, it makes him feel tingly inside. giving him the same kind of shivers he would get whenever you go down on him. he also notices that his cock would twitch in his pants whenever your nails scratch against his scalp slightly.

you release his hair to put them into two small braids and you accidentally pull a little too hard and he lets out a shaky whimper as his eyes flutter shut. you panic, releasing your grip on his hair just a bit so you can check on him. “are you okay? did i hurt you?” a string of apologies follow your concerns.

he quickly shakes his head, telling you to continue but not without a small, shy request of “you can try pulling harder”.

did you hear him wrong?

you lean forward so your face is next to his, the movement causing you to yank on the strands of hair you were still holding onto and you hear a soft gasp leave his lips. “what did you say?”

he’s flustered, cheeks tinted a bright shade of pink, heart pounding so loudly he can practically hear it, but it doesn’t stop him from repeating himself. “you can pull harder,” he gulps audibly. “it feels really good when you do that.”

at his request, you jerk your wrist back a little rougher than before still holding a fistful of his hair, causing his head to lean back and he feels all his blood rushing down as a quiet moan escapes him.

jihoon’s breath hitches, “can you do that thing with your nails too?”

you graze your nails against his scalp and jihoon feels the hair on the back of his neck stand as he lets out another weak whimper.

goosebumps cover his arms when you get a little too close to his ear to whisper, “i guess we found a new thing to try out in the bedroom.”

here for you - hjs

hong jisoo × gn reader angst (?), requested warnings: slightly sensitive topic (reader is touched wo consent); reader calls shua a shithead wc: 1.4k author's notes: first time writing a long fic, so idk how this will turn out. to the anon who requested this, i'm so sorry this got delayed so much. i felt like this was a sensitive topic so i was careful in writing this. but i really hope you enjoy! do lmk what you think summary: your neighbor gets uncomfortable touchy with you. joshua helps you deal with him.

joshua had come to your house expecting a cuddle session and sleepover. what he wasn’t expecting was you bawling your eyes out five minutes into the movie you were watching.

“hey, hey… what's wrong? what happened?”

joshua had never seen you like this. so shattered and distraught. So… disgusted by something? whatever the reason was, it had him worried bad. what happened? what was wrong? did he do something?

“yn, i need you to tell me what’s wrong.”

he wanted to know what was wrong.

so you decided to tell him all about it.

it all started when you had moved into your new apartment. it was your dream, to own a place of your own. so after years of working your ass off, and with joshua’s constant support, you bought your new home. while meeting your floormates, you encounter mr. and mrs. kang, a lovely couple that welcomed you like their own child. you felt safe in their arms, until one day during tea time, for which mrs. kang had lovingly invited you, she went to the kitchen to get some more cookies she had made.

mr. kang turned towards you with a smile. “i hope you're adjusting well here.”

when you nod, he suddenly places a hand on your knee, slightly rubbing it.

“well, if you have any problems, do let me know." his smile made you sick to your stomach. he immediately pulls back his arm when his wife returns, and you just sit there, grossed out and wanting to return home.

and then another day, when you were sick, he appeared at your door, holding a tupperware container. “mrs. kang sent this for you, her special chicken soup for fever.”

when you reach out to take it, he places his hand on yours, a touch that lingers for a bit too long for your comfort. you pull your hand away quick, go back in and slam the door shut. Your eyes get filled with angry tears, but you just wipe them away before going back to bed.

your boyfriend interrupts you at this point. “why didn’t you tell me about all this?”

“because i didn't want to worry you. i was sure i’ll be able to tell him off someday, so i wanted to kind of deal with it myself.”

with all the tears in your eyes, you don't see joshua roll his eyes hearing this.

“yn, you not telling me worries me more, alright? we could have dealt with this together, rather than have you deal with it all alone,” he says and pulls you into a hug.

after a moment, you pull back and continue with the events.

last week, mrs kang had called you in to meet her son who had come for the holidays. despite repeated tries to decline, she had basically pleaded with you to come and meet him and you ended up being reluctant to go over. while at the house, everything was going fine unlike your worries. but all that soon ended when mr. kang placed his hand on your shoulder and slowly started sliding it down. you guess you were visibly distressed because the son seemed to notice and offered an unsuspecting excuse to help you leave. you had cried yourself to sleep that night because your mind was filled with this event that you wanted to rip off so badly.

so when joshua placed his hand on your shoulder while watching the movie today, all the memories came flooding up and you ended up reaching this state.

shua spoke nothing, hugging you once again, but tighter this time, as if offering all the comfort he couldnt provide throughout this whole ordeal. he closes his eyes and takes a moment to truly register all that you’d just unloaded. how much you had endured alone, carrying all this pain and hurt without letting a single soul know, because you didnt want to worry anyone. and although he is sad that you didn't trust him in this situation, he understands where that's coming from. he understands it must have been difficult for you to open up right now too.

he doesnt realise the hurt within him until a tear rolls down his eye.

“lets go to sleep now, love,” he speaks softly, brushing your hair. “we can talk about it tomorrow.”

the next day, joshua is waiting for you at the dining table with a cup of coffee in hand. the first thing he does when he sees you is hug you, and pat your back as he mutters a soft ‘good morning’. the two of you engage in all household chores and the morning passes away so. in the evening, shua sits you down on the couch with him.

“what do you plan on doing now? about this mr. kang?”

“to be honest, i… don't know. i think at times I can confront him, but then all these incidents come up into my mind and I just end up… crying.”

shua mulls over for a moment, and you swear you can see the gears turning over in his head if you concentrate hard enough. and then, surprising you, he jumps to his feet.

"i have an idea. let's go over there now."

"r-right now?"

"mhmm. we go over there, you tell him i'm your boyfriend, and see his face scrunch over, and we delightfully tell him to fuck off."

he grabs your hand and pulls you over to their house. the confidence in joshua's voice seems to spread over to you, but it doesnt last when you reach their door.

"shua, i dont think i can do this."

joshua holds your face in his hands and looks right into your eyes. "then, i'll do it for the both of us," he says and presses a gentle kiss to your lips before knocking on the door. mrs. kang opens the door.

"hey, mrs. kang. how are you?"

"i'm alright, dear. how are you? and who's this handsome man over here?"

joshua steps forward and extends him hand. "i'm joshua. i'm yn's fiancé."

your eyes widen. what is he even saying? you nudge him and this little shithead has the audacity to look back and wink at you?!

"oh dear, what a surprise! you never told us about this, yn. sit, both of you. i'll make you some tea."

mr. kang waddles over a few minutes later. his lips widen into a sly smile when he sees you, which quickly drops when he notices joshua. mrs. kang returns with tea and mugs and ushes her husband to sit.

"did you hear, honey? this is yn's fiance!"

mr. kang's lips curl into a sneer. what was even more delightful was the way he eyed you both when joshua placed a hand on your back and pulled you in during the conversation. he tries to go back into his room, but his dearest loveliest wife pulls him back down and it only adds to joshua's and your amusement.

time passes by quickly and you get up to leave. as you accompany mrs. kang to the kitchen to put away the cups, joshua sidles over to mr. kang.

"i've heard all about everything you did to them. if i ever see it happen again, i'll see to it that everybody comes to know of your dirty doings. i dont mean it as a threat, but it will become one if you ever attempt anything like that again- oh! it was lovely to meet you, mr. kang. hopefully we'll get to see each other again."

you're confused by the extra spring in his voice when you return, but judging by the look on the elder man's face, you realise that joshua's probably said something to him. you smile and head over to give a little kiss to joshua, part as an act to show mr. kang, part as a thanks for standing up for you.

the moment you reach your apartment, you cling onto joshua, who only chuckles before hugging you back. he ruffles your hair as you look up to him.

"thank you so much for doing this to me. you really have no idea now much it means to me."

he only kisses you back.

"by the way, what did you say to him? he looked stunned."

he kisses you once more before replying.

"i think only he needs to be concerned about it."