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𝓟 𝓡 𝓘 𝓥 𝓐 𝓣 𝓔 𝓓 𝓐 𝓝 𝓒 𝓔 𝓡 - CHAPTER ONE

pairing: gang leader! soonyoung x stripper! reader

word count: 2.3k

general tags/warnings: smut, pwp, female! reader, mentions of violence, m*rder, and blood, stripper things, a steamy lap dance, reader gets fully nude, big dick! soonyoung, pet names (pretty girl, baby, etc.), reader falls for soonyoung, sex w/o condom (remember if they can’t wrap it, protect yourself please), kinda a slow burn for the start of the series!

playlist songs: everything you want - pap chanel, streets - doja cat, naughty girl - beyoncé

notes: ITS FINALLY HERE BABESSSS!! i’m so excited to share this series with y’all and i hope you enjoy it! <3 every chapter will include up to 3 songs inspired by the events of the story!

soonyoung sits alone in a dark corner of his faction’s warehouse, only a few spotlights illuminating their large meeting space - deep in thought. tonight, it was just him and his five most trusted guys, finishing what might’ve been their most difficult job yet.

soonyoung is the leader of one of the most infamous gangs in the region, known for their ruthless ways. they’ve murdered, gambled, brawled with other rival gangs. many of their incidents have ended in extremely close calls, with someone either near death or two steps away from handcuffs. but they didn’t care. this was they way of life they chose. anyone that dared come in their way, they eliminated them without hesitation.

“double check the duffel bags, and make sure not one bill is missing," soonyoung says as he gets up, going to wash away the rest of the blood remnants from his hand. their job tonight was taking out another gang’s higher ups, they and they put up a hell of a fight. soonyoung genuinely wondered if the close calls he got in that knife fight were even worth they amount of money they were promised. “i swear to god if he fucks up my income again, that’s his ass,” he grumbles, hoping that this would be over with faster than he thought.

when he finishes, he approaches the table where the rest of his comrades were. “well?” he says, watching one of the guys as he puts the last stack of paper through the money counter, the familiar sound of cash rustling through the machine.

“that’s it - all $40,000 from tonight’s job, boss,” one of the guys say, wiping his forehead, hissing when he brushes against a slight gash. soonyoung smiles for probably the first time all day, relieved that finally, he could get to do what he wanted to do.

“alright boys, gather up the bags and shut all of this shit down - i got the perfect place for us to spend some of this cash,” he presses a button opening a garage door as he walks out first, heading to a black suv.

——

“club illusion?” another one of his guys say as they pull into the club’s parking lot, viewing the neon purple and green signs. “not to question you soonyoung, but why here?”

he rolls his eyes and scoffs i’m the passenger seat, surprised at how not everyone was connecting the dots. “word is, they have the best and prettiest dancers here, and they might have some dealers here, heard they have the strongest shit too..” soonyoung says as he jumps out the car, fixing his jacket as he walks forward, everyone else exiting the car packing around him for protection.

the group walks past everyone in the long line, complaints and shouting starting to get louder the further they reached the entrance. but before soonyoung can sneakily bypass to get inside, one of the bodyguards stops them.

“yo, i’m pretty sure you see this line - what makes your think that you’re better than everyone else?” soonyoung smirks as he shows the patches on his jacket, signifying his affiliation and ranking. the guard’s eyes widen for a second, but he slips back into his demeanor.

“listen,” he says in a low tone for only him and the guard to hear, “i’ve had a long day, and i would really like to relax.. and you don’t wanna see me not relaxed,” the guard glances at the other men, meeting their menacing stares, and looks back at soonyoung.

“drop your weapons in the bin,” the guard says. soonyoung places his hand on the guard shoulders, smirking at him as he walks past. “wise choice,” he says as he drops his knife in the bin, the others following suites, chuckling as they walk past, some of them flicking him off.

—-

blue stage lights flood the club’s main floor as people sit on the tables and lounges, dancers in skimpy outfits, twirling on the poles and shaking their asses to the heavy bass. cash scatters some of the stage platforms, dancers teasing their audience by sexily covering themselves with it. the air smells hazy, a tinge of weed lingering in the atmosphere.

“forget i questioned you boss - we definitely needed to come here tonight,” he smiles, nodding his head at a dancer he made eye contact with. “i’m not leaving until i fucked one of these girls and have them screaming my name,” he says starting to drift away from the others.

“you guys are free to go where you want,” soonyoung says, eyeing his surroundings quickly. “if you run into any body, let me know and i’ll handle it.”

as the guys separate, soonyoung walks forward, observing the sights around him. as his mind takes it all in, the dj drops a beat and comes back on the mic.

“what’s up, club illusion!” the dj yells and the crowd responds appropriately. “we got some great dancers in the building and they got bills to pay, so show ‘em some love!” the audience cheers and more people continue to toss their cash on the stages.

“now coming to the main stage, one of club illusion’s sexiest, seductive dancers - welcome to the main stage, ms. sageeeeee!!” the crowd screams wildly as the lights dim and they focus on the main stage, soonyoung’s eyes immediately taking what was in front of him.

the music starts, the familiar “oohing” of the streets silhouette remix playing with through the speakers.

and that’s when he sees you.

you confidently strut on stage, your black, glossy 8 inch pleasers striding one in front of the other, your strappy black bodysuit practically exposing all of your backside. once you reach the pole, you roll your head to the right and slide your hand up your body.

“put your head on my shoul-” the music switches and you go into a side spin, the crowd continuing to go crazy as you transition and hold a pose upside down.

as the song progresses and come to end, soonyoung can’t your eyes off you for one second. he’s enamored by you - your movement, your presence, not to mention how sexy you looked in that barely-there bodysuit. you strike a final pose on the pole as the music fades. the audience continues to scream, bills covering the front of the stage.

after holding for a few seconds, you transition off the pole and gather your money, one of the bodyguards helping you down the steps when you’ve finished.

and that’s when you notice him.

from across the room, he looked like just another man in the club, but close up, you couldn’t deny how hot you felt when your eyes met each other’s. his all-black fit from his distressed jeans to his oversized jacket, his height, his black hair - he looked too good to be true.

as you begin to part ways, you wave and wink at him, hoping you caught his attention. he smirks at you, letting him know that the message was received. you blush inwardly as you turn back around, praying that he would at least rent out a section on the main floor, if not a v.i.p. room.

——

as soon enter the dressing rooms backstage, you’re met with showering compliments from some of the other dancers. you thank as many as you can as you reach your spot, freshening up in case you get called back again.

as you scroll through your social media after a few minutes, one of the bottle girls comes in to the room and approaches you. “sage!” she calls you, your head snapping up to meet her eyes. “oh hey, min! what’s up?” you say putting your phone down.

“there’s some guy that keeps asking for you in one of the vip rooms, he looks kinda cute too,” she smiles nudging at your shoulder. “you better hop on that before someone else does,” she walks away heading back with her empty tray. you pause and think before you finally make a decision.

“wait, min - which room is it?”

“should be room 3!” min winks at you before going back to the main floor.

—

you’re never nervous about vip room experiences. so why now? why do you feel like your heart is about to burst out of your chest?

you’re embarrassed at your conflicting emotions. never once has a customer gotten you flustered. but then again, your customers don’t usually have an air of mystery and attraction hanging over them.

you breath out a huge, but silent sigh and pull yourself together. no matter how attractive the man downstairs was, he wasn’t gonna start making your falter.

you push the curtains away as you enter the dimly lit room, silently thanking the gods that min’s guess was right. there he was, sitting on the couch across from the pole platform. his eyes were on his phone, but now they’re completely focused on you. even closer, he still had you writhing. how could one human being look so insanely hot?

“so, you’re the man from the main floor,” you twirled your hair strands, smiling at him, walking toward him with your left arm crossed against your chest. “i heard you requested me by name. no one’s ever really done that before here,” you now are in front of him, getting dangerously closer to each other’s bodies.

“well they should more often, baby,” he says as he runs his fingers through his hair. “you’re too fucking phenomenal not to be called out by name.”

if you weren’t flustered earlier, you were definitely flustered now, desperately making sure it wasn’t showing on your face.

“speaking of names, you now know mine,” you sit next to and face him on the couch, crossing your legs. “but i don’t know yours.”

“soonyoung.”

“soonyoung,” you repeat, smiling to yourself. “i like that.”

“well soonyoung,” you say getting up from the couch, standing in front of him, slotting a leg between his. “i don’t normally give my customers choices, but i like you. do you wanna see me on the pole again? or would you rather you and i get a little closer?” you say as his hands begin to touch your body.

“i think you know where i wanna go with you,” he caresses your cheek, “i wanna see you dance on me, for me, pretty girl.”

—-—

your back faces his chest as you grind into him, his hands simultaneously roaming your thighs and playing with the straps of your bodysuit. beyoncé’s naughty girl plays through the speakers, your waist rolling in rhythm to the music.

you push your ass further on him, making sure you can feel all of him as he gets harder under your touch. “you know you can take it off right?” you say as you turn your neck toward his face. “in fact, why don’t you take it off for me?” you bite your lip hard as his hands reach further up, fondling your breasts.

after some time, he does as you ask, slowly taking off your bodysuit. you help him out as the material goes down your legs, and once it’s fully off, you toss to the front of the room.

“you’re so gorgeous,” he groans as he traces your folds, and it takes everything in you not to moan out loud. instead you muster a sigh as you turn around to have your body face front.

“if i told you i wanted to fuck you, right here in this position, how much would it cost me?” he places his hand near his jeans, hoping you were feeling the same way he did.

you pause to think about your options. “mmm, $500 sounds good to me.”

without hesitation, he pulls out a large wad of cash, thumbing through the bills and giving you a little bit more than $500. you swear he read your mind because before you can even ask, he opens his mouth.

“think of it as a nice tip,” he winks at you as you stuff the bills in your heels.

you slowly bring him in a kiss. he separates from you first, but you quickly bring him back in, kissing him with more fever. he unbuttons his jeans, zipping them down as his boxers come into view. you think you’re ready, but you’re still visibly stunned when he pulls his dick out. his thick length and veins on full display.

“damn, soonyoung,” you say biting your lip, nearly drooling. “you’ve definitely proved you have big dick energy.”

he laughs as he starts to pump himself for you, more pre cum beginning to gather at his tip. once he’s finished, he beckons you with his finger.

“make me feel good, my pretty girl,” he says as you sink down on him, both of you groaning out at the same time.

“sh-shit, soonyoung, fuck!” you hiss, holding onto his broad shoulders. “you’re so big and i feel so full,” you feel like you might cum already with his he was sheathed inside you.

when he finally starts moving, you feel like you’re seeing stars. the way he pounds into you, you can feel the coil in your stomach get tighter. after a few more minutes of him penetrating and you moaning soonyoung’s name, you finally feel it.

“o-oh, soonyoung, ‘m gettin’ close, shit, ‘m cl-clo, ah!” you nearly scream as you come all over his lower half, part of your juices on his black denim.

“well, uh,” you giggle, looking down at him. “that was something,” you brush your hair away from your face, finally looking in his direction. he smiles back at you, putting his dick back in his pants.

you pull each other for one last kiss, wanting to feel his touch just one more time.

“something tells me that it might be a minute before i see you again.”

“you never know, pretty girl. yeah i have busy job, but i can definitely make the time for you.”

What Are Best Friends For? - Kwon Soonyoung

Synopsis: Waking up next to your crush wasn’t how you expected to start your morning. You remember going to a bar to meet your friends of your best friend, Kwon Soonyoung, but it turns out it lead to something even more.

"So are we going to talk about what happened?"

Pairing: Non-Idol! Kwon Soonyoung x Reader

Inspiration: About Last Night - Monsta X

Genre: Angst - jealous Hoshi, mutual pining, best friends to lovers

Contains: mentions nudity, alcohol consumption

Word Count: 3.1k

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I was staring up at the ceiling. It was already 9:44am but I couldn't get myself to move. My hands were clutching onto the comforter. I recognized the room that I was in, but I couldn't quite recall the series of events that got me here. That is, I wasn't sure how I ended up here in Soonyoung's room practically naked.

Last night, the guys held their monthly dinner. You haven’t met all the boys, but you knew how much they meant to Soonyoung. They were his brothers. All the boys held different careers, which made it difficult for them to meet up consistently. What you always loved about their friendship was their dedication towards one another. For that reason, they all promised one another to meet up at least once a month.

You were also out last night. That you do remember. You went out on a date with someone named Jesse. While you two had things in common, the chemistry lacked. You tried giving your date as much attention as possible, but found yourself checking your phone more times than you’d prefer.

"Hey, where are you? Guys want to go out to the bars and I miss you 😔"

Thank goodness for Soonyoung. That text he sent was a lifeline you didn't know you needed. Feeling a bit guilty, you made up a white lie to tell your date.

"I'm so sorry, I need to get going. My roommate locked herself out of our apartment, so I need to go let her in. Text me?"

Before your date could ask for any additional details, you grabbed your purse and jacket and took off running towards the exit. The nearest train station was about a block away, so you didn't need to run far. You wanted to give off the impression you were in a rush, and you genuinely were. You were just in a rush to make the most out of your evening.

"There she is! Finally! Now we can have a great night," Seungkwan teased as he saw you approaching.

Soonyoung turned his head around to see you, a wide grin on his lips. "That bad of a date you showed up 10 minutes after I texted you?" He teased.

"Okay, bad isn't the word that I would use to describe it, but you could say that," you laughed. "Why would I want to be with a stranger when I can be with a few of my favorite people?"

Out of the band of brothers, you've met Seungkwan, DK, Jun, Minghao, Mingyu, and Woozi. Looking around, there was a full group which caused you to stand up a bit straighter. You at least wanted to give a good first impression before the drinks start pouring.

"So this is the infamous y/n?" One man called out. He had somewhat longer hair, pulled back into a tiny ponytail. He wore a smirk on his lips, amusement written all over his face.

"And you must be Jeonghan," you said, to which the boys were amused. Jeonghan nodded, offering his glass to you before taking a sip.

"At your service." "To cause chaos? Oh god, Hoshi-hyung, you think that's a good idea?" one of the younger man asked.

He seemed a bit older for his age, but was quite young in the face. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was a minor who snuck into the bar. His eyes bounced around the room as he took careful look at everyone. You always admired people who naturally look out for others, especially in social settings like this.

"Let me guess! You are Dino? The kind younger brother who needs to let loose a little?"

The boys snickered as Dino's cheeks flushed. He muttered something under his breath before taking a sip of his beer. "I mean, she's not wrong, Dino. We've been trying to get you to come out with us for months!" One of the other man pointed out.

"Hey! Just because you all barely graduated doesn't mean I'm not taking it seriously," Dino defended himself.

The group began to settle a bit. You always adored Soonyoung's friends, and you were grateful he was introducing you more to his world. And it seems like his closest friends thought highly of you. You couldn't help but wonder how much Soonyoung paid or threatened them to not say anything too outrageous.

"Y/n, what's your liquor of choice?" "Tequila!"

All the guys looked at you as if you had a second head. You raised an eyebrow and shrugged before calling over the waiter, ordering 14 shots for the table. All the while, Soonyoung wore a prideful grin on his lips.

"Hyung, I think you found someone who is right at your level." "Just proves that y/n is the best," Soonyoung responded, winking at you.

You weren't sure if it was the warmth of the room or what Soonyoung just said that caused you to feel your cheeks get warm. You were just grateful to be concealed underneath the lights, so you weren't completely exposed. However, it seems maybe Seungcheol noticed. You've always been warned he has a watchful eye on the entire group.

The waiter, your saving grace, brought over the 14 shots. He laid down the serving tray before you all. Thank goodness. You were the first to grab a shot glass, raising it in the air as a way to pivot the conversation. "Here's to a fun night, boys," you announced.

All the boys eagerly joined you. Seungcheol had a smirk, eyebrow raised. You didn't want to make things too obvious because you knew the rest of the group would start asking questions. And you didn't need that type of pressure when you weren't even sure why you were feeling the way you were.

Much to your delight, the conversations were flowing. You were getting along with all the guys, some of the asking about you and others wanting details about your friendship with Soonyoung. They were probably seeking details they could tease him about. But that also meant that the drinks kept coming thanks to Soonyoung.

And the whole time, Seungcheol was sitting back and watching you. As if he was anticipating for the moment your honesty slips, that you might have feelings for your best friend.

Sure, you've always found Soonyoung attractive. Not only was that true when it came to his physical appearance, but you also adored his personality. He was dedicated, driven, and genuine. Any girl would be lucky to call him theirs.

However, your friendship with Soonyoung was too important to you. You often tried to ignore your feelings, assuming that the reason why they were so intense was because you've been single for the past few months. Soonyoung gave you the attention you yearned for, but you didn't think things would eve work out between the two of you. You were friends first and last, nothing would change that.

As Soonyoung went to go to the bar to order another round, Seungcheol decided to swoop in to investigate. Your group had diminished slightly, making it easier to slide around the corner booth. Some of the guys were out on the dance floor, while others were attempting to flirt with people around the bar.

It was only you, Seungcheol, and Wonwoo at the moment. And Wonwoo was too absorbed in a video game on his voice. Surely, you would spill the truth with almost everyone occupied. Especially the one that conversation would be about.

"So," Seungcheol called out. He scooted closer to you, throwing an arm around you to lure you in closer. And also to keep your voices low, in case anyone would return. He wasn't about to let your little secret out in the open, not yet at least. "How long have you liked Soonyoung?"

Your eyes flew open. You had your body turned, so you were fully facing Seungcheol. The look on his face told you that you had been caught red-handed, that there was no use in lying. However, you were going to try your damn best.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," you laughed. But not even you could deny how warm and tingly you got just at the mention of his name.

"So you look at all your friends as if they walk on water?" "Actually, yes. All my friends are amazing. Not sure if you make the cut with how you're insinuating I could ever be into my best friend. He's like a brother to me." "Kinky, y/n," he laughed. "Come on, your little secret is safe with me. How long? Does he know?"

Seungcheol's face was close to yours. Your heart stammered as you were trying to rack through all the potential white lies you could tell him. Yet, with Seungcheol's strong gaze on you, you were trapped. The truth was about to come out of you one way or another.

"What am I interrupting here?" A voice called out.

Your head pulled back to see Soonyoung behind Seungcheol. You would've smiled, knowing the conversation with Seungcheol would be put on pause. Yet, looking at Soonyoung, something was wrong. The man who normally radiated positive energy had a frown. What happened?

Seungcheol glanced back before sliding away from you. "Oh, nothing at all. I was just chekcing in on y/n."

Soonyoung quickly looked at you, concern replacing the momentarily silence. You glanced between Seungcheol and Soonyoung, trying to catch yourself up on what just happened. All the while, Wonwoo had a smile curled on his lips. That you could tell from his phone's brightness illuminating his face.

"I don't think she feels good," Seungcheol explained. "I was going to get her some water before taking her home." "She's my best friend. I've got her."

Before you could even protest, Seungcheol slid out of the booth which allowed Soonyoung to get closer. He had his hand extended out to you. You glanced at the table to see 4 empty shot glasses on the table, almost like tiny islands. Where as there were a multitude of other empty glasses placed all over from the crew.

"Come on, sweet girl," Soonyoung cooed. "Let's go home."

That's all you can remember. Now, you were laying in Soonyoung's bed without Soonyoung.

"Rise and shine," a voice called out to you. You jumped as you were a bit startled since you were so deep in thought. Soonyoung leaned against the doorway that led to his bedroom. He had two mugs in his hand, hot with the steam rising out of them. But you were too distracted by the fact that he was shirtless and wearing a pair of grey sweatpants.

"Morning," you said softly. There was a slight headache coming on as you moved up, pulling the comforter alongside with you. "Have you been up long?"

He shook his head. He wouldn't confess yet that he has been up every two hours to check on you. You would feel guilty, feel as if you ruined his night especially since you crashed guys' night. Honestly, you being there was the highlight of his evening especially as all the guys commented how they liked you. How couldn't they? For the time being though, Soonyoung was just concentrating on taking care of you.

"No, doll, I haven't. Figured you might enjoy some coffee though, so I went ahead and a fresh pot. I also have breakfast bagels on the way."

Your face lit up as if it was Christmas day. He couldn't help but chuckle as he slowly pushed himself off the doorway. "I see you chose to get comfortable. Sleep well?"

Soonyoung always had this ability to move with such grace, such elegance. He basically floated from the threshold to the bedside. He placed the two mugs on the coffee table before giving you his undivided attention.

"Wait," you said, looking from the mugs back into his eyes. "You didn't sleep here last night? We didn't-" "Oh, y/n. Never would have let that happen," he vowed. "I slept on the couch in the living room. Do you remember anything after leaving the bar?"

Feeling a bit embarrassed and self-conscious, you shook your head. You quickly moved your gaze from your best friend, from your crush to the space in front of you. Your grip tightened on the comforter to make sure you weren't accidentally exposing yourself. "No," you sighed.

Picking up on your mood, Soonyoung quickly headed towards his closet. He began moving his fingers along the hangers, searching for sometihng. You could only hear the movement, assuming he was getting clothing for himself. He definitely was going to kick me out, especially since you stole his bed fort he evening. His couch wasn't the most comfortable thing.

But what are best friends for, I guess?

Soon, a grey hoodie was placed in front of you. You looked back to Soonyoung offered you a gentle smile, motioning with head to encourage you to put it on.

What really sent you for a spiral was the way he turned his back. He was giving you the privacy to slip the oversized clothing over your head. He made it too easy to fall for him.

Seeing that it wasn't up for debate, you quickly slipped the hoodie on. It fits on you like a dress which makes you feel more comfortable. It also smelled like him which solidified the fact that you had developed feelings for your best friend. Fuck.

You cleared your throat to signal for Soonyoung that it was okay to turn around. And when he did, you saw that adorable smile of his. He seemed satisfied to see comfortable once again.

Yet, in his eyes, you could see something was stirring. It was as if he was having a conflict within himself. What wasn't he telling you?

"So," he began, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. God, you were having flashbacks to your conversation with Seungcheol. Your eyes widened slightly as you were worried as to what Soonyoung was going to say. Did Seungcheol text him? "You and Seungcheol?"

It was as if the track record playing came to a screeching halt. You and Seungcheol? You couldn't help but tilt your head in confusion.

"I mean, I wouldn't mind. He is one of my best friends, but so are you. You guys could be cute together. I saw the way he was all over you when I went to get our drinks."

The man in front of you wasn't the confident Soonyoung you've come to adore. This was the Soonyoung who was afraid to be vulnerable, who didn't know if it was okay to communicate his feelings so openly. You could tell that he was anticipating anything, good or bad, by the way he played with his fingers.

"Soonyoungie," you sighed. "Please do not go setting me up with a stranger. He's a nice guy, but he's not my type."

Soonyoung lifted his head, confused. Okay, maybe Seungcheol would've been your type right when you met Soonyoung. You always had a thing for confident men. Which is why it has been so damn easy to fall for your best friend the more his personality began to shine. He is the loudest introvert you've ever encountered.

"But," Soonyoung began, running a hand through his hair. "Cheol-hyung is your ideal guy? That's the type you've always gone after ever since I met you." "What if I want something different?"

It was then, for the first time since sitting, Soonyoung seemed eager. He was like a little kid, always wanting to be looped into every plan and every secret. He looked hopeful. This was just one secret you had hidden from him. Until now.

"What if I told you I've been hiding something from you?" "We're best friends, y/n. We aren't supposed to have secrets," he pouted. "Maybe I was afraid of how you would react?"

He scooted closer to you. His hand moved up to reach offer a hand for you to hold. He always did that whenever he felt like you were about to be vulnerable, always wanting to reassure he was a place of comfort for you. And he was.

"I just feel like the person I might be meant to be with has been right in front of me this whole time. I'm tired of searching in other people for what I truly want."

You prayed internally Soonyoung would understand what you were trying to convey. You knew deep down that you shouldn't be tiptoeing around your feelings. However, you were bracing yourself for the worst which was rejection from your best friend. You could easily play it off that you were attracted to a co-worker or another friend if things went south.

"Like you have fallen for someone who knows you better than yourself?"

Your eyes widened at Soonyoung's statement. You didn't even notice that your hand had slipped into his. Until his fingers slipped in between yours. It was such a comforting feeling to feel his touch, but it was even more electrified under the tension in the room.

"Yeah," you whispered. "Like you have fallen for someone who completes you, who you've always been able to be yourself around." This time, you squeezed his hand gently.

He squeezed your hand back. "Someone like you."

The air left your lungs at how quickly the tables turned. You never imagined that Kwon Soonyoung would confess his feelings for you. It felt like a fever dream.

But you were brought back to reality at the feeling of Soonyoung's hand on your face. His thumb caressed your flushed cheek affectionately.

"I thought I noticed you blush last night, but I thought I just imagining things," he commented. His tone was so soft yet it struck you like a lightning bolt. You didn't even care that you had been caught red-handed. Everything was coming to light. "Why haven't you said something sooner, angel?" "Because I didn't want to lose my best friend," you confessed.

He couldn't help but smile at the sentiment. He hated knowing that you two have been practically on a carousel, too afraid to get off of it because you had become so content being best friends. Truthfully, Soonyoung didn't want to lose you either. He thought if he exposed his emotions he would scare you off.

"I'm not going anywhere," he vowed. Slowly, he leaned in to let his lips ghost over yours. You felt shivers run throughout your body as you tried to reassure your psyche this was reality. "Just say the word and I'm all in. No more bullshit, angel."

"Hell yes."

Soonyoung couldn't fight the grin against his lips. And you swear, you felt him smiler even wider feeling your lips against his. You were smiling just as brightly as you two broke out into a fight of laughter.

So this is what best friends are truly for, huh?

. ☘︎ ݁˖ ༺ ENTHRALLED 𓍢ִ໋ ⛫💨⋅ ˚₊ 🫧༺ ━━ "your scent, so captiving. Drawing me in, closer and closer like a siren call."

𝒩ow playing ━━ ♫ ໂSolo by Jay Park

pairing ۪ ࣪ ִ ٫ ٫ ◌ ۪stranger!hoshi x stranger!fem reader 세븐틴 호시,, genre ✄۫ ָ֢ ⬫๑⠀ﾟ⠀`fluff, sfw, romance, blind date, strangers to lovers, love at first sight . ⠀ﾟ ᶻ𝘇𐰁 ! warnings ꒰ ⑅๑ none!! ೀ⍵᷼𝗍𝗍᷼ ✽ ۪ ⊹ wc ⍵᷼ 𝗍 ~ 1.7k

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"Ughhhhhhhhhh…" Soonyoung sighed for what felt like the hundredth time. "Stupid blind date," he muttered under his breath, his thumb swiping aimlessly on his phone screen. Just hours before, he was peacefully asleep in his cozy bed, cuddled up with his beloved tiger plushie, when his mother suddenly barged into his room, violently awakening him from his tranquil slumber.

"I didn't even sign up for this," he exhaled. Soonyoung couldn't help but feel annoyed as he remembered the events leading up to this moment. His mother had been pestering him to go on a blind date, set up by her best friend. He had tried to resist, but his mother, being as stubborn as always, insisted that it would be good for him to meet new people. 

Feeling both frustrated and bored, he plugged in his earphones and started listening to Solo by Jay Park. As he immersed himself, the café bell rang, signaling the arrival of someone. Caught off guard, Soonyoung turned towards the sound instinctively, his gaze meeting yours.

Soonyoung couldn't help but be captured by you as you approached him. It wasn't your appearance that had him mesmerized, but rather the sweet and enticing scent of the fragrance you wore. There was something about your scent—a sweet, enticing vanilla fragrance—that seemed to pull him in. He discreetly took a deep breath, savoring the aroma that seemed to wrap around him with every step you took. 

"Hi," you said. Greeting him with a smile. "You must be Soonyoung, right? It's nice to meet you. I'm Y/N."

You noticed that Soonyoung seemed lost in thought and unresponsive. Wanting to get his attention, you jokingly waved your hand in front of him. "Hello? Earth to Hoshi!" you teased. 

Caught off guard, Hoshi blinked twice, shaking himself out of his reverie.

"S-sorry about that, and yes, I'm Soonyoung, but who are you?" He asked, still dazed and unaware that you were his blind date.

You chuckled slightly, somewhat surprised that he hadn't recognized you yet. It was as if he had completely forgotten about the arrangements for your blind date. Deciding to clarify the situation, you replied, "I'm your date."

A few seconds of realization passed before his eyes widened slightly, and he repeated, "You're my date?" With a smile, you nodded in affirmation, "Yes, the one who you were supposed to meet for this date." You explained it gently.

Hoshi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he apologized for not realizing who you were earlier. "Oh my god, sorry," he stuttered. "Oh, don't worry about it," you reassure him with a comforting smile. 

"Everyone makes mistakes." In truth, you find his endless apologies adorable, and his genuine remorse only adds to his charm. "Let me buy you something," he offers, determined to show you how genuinely sorry he is.

"Sure." you replied, accepting his offer without hesitation. "What would you like?" he asked, a hint of nervousness in his voice, as if afraid you might not like what he picked out.

"Anything would be fine." you reassured him, sensing his uncertainty.

He then said, "Okay. I'll be back in afew minutes." and turned to leave.

Minutes passed by as you waited for his return. You couldn't help but feel a little lonely without Soonyoung. It was as if Soonyoung had an innate ability to make others feel comfortable and at ease in his presence. You found yourself strangely drawn to him, unable to put your finger on why he had this effect on you.

Suddenly, you sensed a presence behind you, and as you turned around you find out the person is Soonyoung. A smile tugged at your lips as he approached you with a drink and cake in his hands. "Took you so long there." you teased him with a playful tone, your hand resting casually on your chin as you looked up at him. Soonyoung rolled his eyes at you, but you could see the hint of a smile on his face, betraying his feigned irritation.

"Can't cut the line though," he replied.

"Oh, and what's that?" you asked curiously, gesturing towards the drinks he held in his hand.

"For you," he answered, still unsure if you would like what he had chosen. "I don't know what to get you, so I just ordered like how I usually get." he explained as he handed you the cup, which you assumed as coffee.

"Thank you," you said, taking the cup from him and bringing it to your lips. Soonyoung watched anxiously as you took the first sip, praying silently that it was to your liking.

"Latte?" you asked, your eyebrows slightly furrowing as you considered the taste. Soonyoung held his breath, waiting for your verdict.

"Does it…taste good?" he inquired, his eyes searching your face for any indication of approval. You took a moment to fully appreciate the flavor, the rich aroma of the coffee filling your senses. To his relief, your face brightened as you finally answered.

"It actually tastes better than I expected!" you exclaimed, your eyes still locked on the cup as you continued to relish the drink. Soonyoung let out a sigh of relief, his shoulders visibly relaxing at your positive reaction.

"Latte is my favorite." you added, your eyes meeting his for a brief moment. Soonyoung's heart skipped a beat as his expression softened at your words. "Really?" he asked, unable to hide the surprise in his voice. He hadn't expected you to reveal such a personal preference, and the revelation took him off guard.

"Yes. How about you?" you questioned, looking at him with curiosity. "Actually… Latte is my favorite too…" he admitted, a hint of shyness in his voice. Your eyes widened with excitement upon hearing his answer. "Really?!" you exclaimed, not expecting him to share the same interest.

Soonyoung nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Yeah…" he affirmed. You suddenly had an idea. "Let's play a game," you suggested, an impish gleam in your eyes.

Soonyoung raised an eyebrow. "What game?" he asked curiously, leaning closer to you as he waited for your explanation. "We need to say our favorite thing at the same time," you explained, the excitement in your voice evident. "Sounds fun," Hoshi agreed, his expression lighting up. "So..are you ready to join in Mr.Kwon?" you asked, a hint of playfulness in your tone.

Soonyoung chuckled at your sudden formalities, "Mr.Kwon,' huh? You're being quite formal." He leaned closer to you, a smirk playing on his lips. But he quickly composed himself and declared, "But yes, I'm ready to play."

"Okay so..1..2..3! Movie!" you shouted.

"Pirates of the carribbean!" The two of you shared a quick glance, finding further familiarity in each other's answers.

"Colour!"

"Black and white!"

"Favourite singer?!" you asked eagerly, anticipating his answer.

"Beyonce!" Soonyoung answered without hesitation.

"Oh my god we're the same!!" you exclaimed, your eyes widening in disbelief. Soonyoung chuckled at your reaction, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Seems like we have more in common than we thought," he remarked, his gaze holding yours warmly

"I can't believe this, we really do like the same things." you replied, your heart racing slightly at the sheer coincidence of your similar taste.

A few minutes passed in comfortable silence, filled with the knowledge that you had more in common than expected. However, a sudden awkwardness settled in the air, and Soonyoung, feeling responsible for the change in atmosphere, tried to break the tension by asking about your perfume.

"By the way, what perfume did you use? I-I'm sorry if it's a bit sudden, I was just curious… Just… just pretend like I never asked." He trailed off, suddenly feeling embarrassed about the question. "S-sorry about that..I…"

"Kayali. The Vanilla one." you replied calmly, cutting off his rambling. "W-what?" he asked back.

"Kayali." you repeated as you take a bite of the cake that he bought earlier. "Why?" you asked.

"Nothing..It, smells good."

~~~~

Your date with Soonyoung had gone incredibly well, but unfortunately, time flew by really quickly and it was time to part ways. "Let me take you home," Soonyoung offered, rummaging through his pockets for his car keys.

"No, no. It's okay. I'll just take a taxi," you reassured him. “Are you sure?” he asked, still concerned.

“Yes, I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself,” you affirmed, giving him a confident smile. "Alright then," he said, but he still wanted to make sure you got home safely.

"But let me at least accompany you until the taxi arrives." he offered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Okay," you agreed, appreciating his concern. Together, you both walked together to the taxi stand, the sound of your's and Soonyoung's footsteps echoing through the quiet street. As you both arrived at the taxi stand, Soonyoung finally broke the silence.

"Before you go, I was wondering…can I have your phone number?" he asked, his eyes locking yours. You were startled by the sudden request, but a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "Sure," you replied, feeling a flutter of excitement in your chest.

"Great," Soonyoung breathed, his shoulders visibly relaxing.

He quickly entered your phone number into his own phone, his fingers moving nimbly across the screen.

"There," he said, showing you his phone screen with your contact information listed. "Now I have your number. Thanks." he said, his voice is soft and sincere. Just then, a taxi pulled up to the stand. You turned to look at the waiting vehicle, then back at him.

"I guess that's my ride," you said, a hint of reluctance in your tone.

Soonyoung nodded, taking a step back to give you space. "Yeah, I guess so.." he replied, his expression mirroring your own feelings.

Thanks for today," you said, feeling grateful for the wonderful time you had together. "Your welcome." he replied.

As you were reaching to open the taxi door, you felt a gentle but firm grip around your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. As you turned around, you were suprised to see Soonyoung.

"Wait…" he said, his voice soft but insistent. You looked back at him, curious about what he had to say.

"Tell me if you're free next time. I would love to know you more."

"Oh, and," he added, his tone casual. "Don't forget to wear that perfume you wore today. It smells good."

A/N : sorry for my cramp ending TT...I was in a rush...but honestly, I have a lot of fun in writing this ^^

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Seventeen reaction to you being shy:

Seungcheol:

I can see S.coups as being the type of boyfriend to love complimenting you, and when he realizes just how red and blushy it makes it'll make it twenty times more appealing, and he'll bask in those sweet moments when you avoid his eyes, playing awkwardly with the edges of your sleeve, feeling his heart melt a little in his chest. On the other hand, I can also see him as being very protective of you, always jumping to your rescue when he notices someone making you uncomfortable, whisking you away with a friendly smile on his face or simply grabbing your hand, squeezing your fingers gently to show you he's right beside you.

"You look beautiful, sweetheart."

Jeonghan:

Jeonghan is a merciless tease, and you don't get any privileges as his S/O in that area. Jeonghan will do anything and everything to evoke those adorable reactions of yours, pinching your cheeks, calling you his 'pumpkin', speaking to you in a baby-like voice, not stopping until you're absolutely red and can't even look him in the eye, covering your blushing face with your hands and turning away from him. Your boyfriend will coo, pulling your hands away gently and peppering your face with little butterfly kisses, apologizing and promising to stop, but the wide grin on his face gives him away, and you can't really be mad when you see him smile so beautifully.

"Come on, pumpkin, look at me~"

Joshua:

I think Josh will be torn between being absolutely endeared by your sweetness to feeling bad about making you so flustered. He'll always assure you that you can be 100 percent comfortable with him, but he won't be able to stop himself from chuckling whenever you blush bright red or trip over your words at a simple touch or a petname, and he'll reach over to pinch your cheek fondly only to apologize profusely when you turn even more awkward then before, playing with your hair and avoiding his eyes. Basically, your boyfriend is just too in love with anything you do, but at the end of the day he wants you to feel safe and confident in his company.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, you're just so cute when you're shy..."

Junhui:

Despite being one of the older members in seventeen, Jun is constantly being babied by the other members in the group, so he will love to be the babying one for a change. I can see him as the type to say so many sweet things to the point where your heart feels like it might burst, and you'll bury your head in his shoulder, hiding your lovesick grin from his all-knowing eyes. And Jun won't be any better, laughing and wrapping his arms around you, finding it absolutely adorable how shy you get, and he'll probably tell you that as well, maybe adding a little gentle teasing to help you loosen up, wanting to hear that precious laugh of yours that he loves so much.

"You're so adorable when you get shy, Y/N."

Soonyoung:

Hoshi won't take advantage of your shyness like Jeonghan but he'll find you incredibly cute despite not wanting to make you uncomfortable, and his smile will always appear whenever he sees you blushing or mumbling quietly. Hoshi is the type to make you shy without meaning it too, simply with his sweet words or affectionate gestures, and many times, his attempts to loosen you up have the opposite effect as well, and you get even more flustered by his pretty smile and gentle words of endearment, and by the way he ruffles your hair, looking at you like you hung up all the stars in the sky.

"Ah, don't get shy on me now~"

Wonwoo:

It will probably take Wonwoo I while to notice how shy you actually are, being a pretty quiet and reserved guy himself. And he isn't really the type to say cheesy things or be too touchy outdoors so it'll take some time for him to actually make you flustered, probably during one of these moments late at night or when he's just woken up and he's still in that dreamy state of mind, and he'll just grab you and kiss your neck and whisper how amazing you are and how much he loves you, and then he'll look up to see your face tomato red and your shy smile barely peeking out as you bite you lips. It'll probably make him shy as well, and he won't be able to look in your eye, but he won't really mind because you look so cute and it makes him smile as well.

"God, I love you."

Woozi:

Woozi isn't really the romantic type as well, choosing to show his love through actions rather than words or PDA. So when he does say something sweet or cheesy, he'll probably be just as much of a mess as you, the two of you fiddling with your hands and biting back smiles after he admits he loves you. It might take a few minutes for the two of you to go back to normal again, and Woozi will give you as much space as you need, apologizing despite knowing how much you like it. He'll also be a bit protective of you, and when others will put you in the spotlight he will be quick to change the subject, putting an arm around your waist as if to shield you from everyone.

"I know I don't say this a lot, but... I don't know what I'd do without you."

Dokyeom:

Dokyeom loves it so much lol he's living the dream. This guy is a sunshine, and he's so loving that it'll be impossible for you not to blush around him, with his constant need to touch, always pressing kisses to the apples of your cheeks and playing with your fingers, and his many terms of endearment, ranging from 'baby' to 'the light of my life'. Whenever you get shy, DK will smile that beautiful grin of his, his eyes turning into little crescents, and he won't be able to stop giggling, poking at your cheeks when you try to hide from him. He'll also apologize between his bursts of laughter, assuring you that it's fine to be shy and that he loves it, and he really does, constantly showing off his 'shy cutie'.

"It's alright to get shy, it makes you even more adorable."

Mingyu:

Mingyu is well known for his duality, so he can be either a confident piece of shit or he can be a complete puppy just preening over you as if he just got his favorite treat. Sometimes he'll tease you, making dumb jokes and winking greasily, but it's just to make you laugh and to see the red on your neck spreading even further. And sometimes he'll just smile, looking at you with these lovesick eyes and just basking in your cuteness, which makes you even more flustered. When you'll push him away, whining, he'll grab your fingers and pull you back into his arms, burying his face in your neck and whining right back at you, wondering how a human being be so adorable.

"Ah, Y/N, why are you so adorable?"

Minghao:

Minghao won't really think too much about what he's saying or doing, feeling completely comfortable next to you, so he constantly surprises you by pressing random kisses to your cheek or by telling you how pretty you are, not even noticing what he's doing until he sees the blush sitting high on your cheeks and how quiet you've become. Then he'll smile, not too wide so he won't make you uncomfortable, and apologize while keeping that loving, amused smile on his face. Even if he looks rather composed on the outside, he'll be trying his hardest not to blush as well, his stomach filled with butterflies as the sight of your addicting cuteness.

"I'm sorry, jagi. I didn't mean to fluster you."

Seungkwan:

I feel like Boo thinks you're the cutest human to ever grace the land of this planet on a regular day, so when you become all red and stuttering his heart might as well leap out of his chest. Seungkwan's constant battle will be between comforting and calming you to hugging you and never letting go, and he usually ends up doing both. But I also think your boyfriend will work really hard to make you comfortable with him, always reminding you that you never need to feel embarrassed when you're with him, but also reassuring you that he loves you exactly that way you are, your shyness and awkwardness being part of your irresistible charm.

"You don't have to be shy with me, yeobo."

Vernon:

Honestly, you'll probably be the one making Vernon shy and awkward most of the time. This baby isn't really good with words and feelings and he'll find himself more often than not stuttering and stumbling when he tries to think of ways to tell you just how beautiful and precious you are. On the rare times Vernon will be teasing and cheeky he'll crack the second he sees your red cheeks and wide eyes, erupting into his adorable laughter and joining your blush fest. He'll probably apologize as well, avoiding your eyes to not make the situation more uncomfortable as he covers his mouth with his hands, occasionally sneaking a glance and looking away immediately because you're just too cute to ignore.

"Sorry, I just made this awkward, didn't I?"

Chan:

I feel like at the start Dino will be too shy to tell you all the sweet things in his head, fanboying over you on the inside and acting cool on the outside, but eventually he'll become more comfortable and he'll just say whatever is on his mind, often telling how cute and pretty you are. At these times you'll turn into a blushing mess, and your boyfriend won't be able to stop the wide smile spreading on his face, laughing uncontrollably at the sight of your cuteness, so much he actually starts blushing as well. When you push him away, whining at him to stop, he'll simply hug you, explaining that he wasn't laughing at you, he was just endeared by your adorableness, making you even more shy and flustered.

"I can't help laughing when you're so cute!"

✶ seventeen when you take your promise ring off during a fight

ft. performance unit

-> vocal unit | hip hop unit

junhui: he only notices it when you start to walk away. there's a lull in the kitchen, the type of weighted silence that lies thick and suffocating in the air, waiting for someone to make the first move. junhui takes the knife and slices. ("we can talk about it tomorrow," he says.) it gives you both time to be angry about it, sleep it off, then apologize. except, he sees the glint of metal rolling around in your fingers, and your still-empty ring finger when you turn around to leave. junhui has always given you time, given you the space to cool off and talk about it next morning, but he feels if he lets you and the ring go to sleep like that—("your ring," junhui calls quietly, his voice almost fragile with the way he speaks it. he hopes it's just a reminder, not a plea.) the band freezes in your fingers before you silently slip it back on.

soonyoung: he goes quiet. arguments with soonyoung are agitated, barely contained words exchanged like the beginning spark of a lit match; it's never loud, always tense, but soonyoung sees the fidgeting slide of your ring on and off your finger and his match snuffs out. his words trail off into nothing but a wisp of smoke, argument dying with it as he silently walks over to you, a careful yet gentle hand on yours. ("stop." it's the ash that falls from the top of burned incense, the soaking of a matchstick in water.) if you held your breath, you'd notice the slight tremble in his hands before your fingers left your ring and entwined with his instead.

minghao: the second you touch the band on your finger, he stops. ("let's talk about it later," he amends, eyes flickering to your hand before looking up at you as a sort of silent mutual understanding, only to find a hard stubborness in your eyes.) to him, the small gesture is a sign that you need time to cool down, to talk about it civily when the fight isn't so fresh in both your minds; to you, the postponing is something he just says. when is later? when will you talk it over again? when will his words mean something more than just pacifying platitudes? ("no," you declare, firmly planted, metal burning. "we need to talk about this now." you need him to understand this, to understand that it's worth it.) and to him, nothing was worth more than you. so he sits down, and you talk it through, and you apologize.

chan: you see the panic fly through his eyes. the ring has always been a comforting presence to you, grounding you when you need it most. but in the midst of a fight, the metal feels too tight around your finger. you needed to feel the skin beneath it again. chan stops mid-speech the moment he sees you pull it off your finger, alarm in his voice when you move to put it on the table. chan says your name like a fraying thread, as if wide eyes and closing distance were the only things he could do to keep it together, to keep you with him. (he looks between you and the ring, panic barely kept within its confines as chan tries not to spiral. "what...what are you..." is all he can manage to get out, words buzzing as they leave his tongue. you pause, startled, following his shaky gaze to the ring between your fingertips, and you breathe out a single noise. "oh.") you're not, you assure him, metal band warm in your palm. you would never. chan doesn't stop looking at you with trembling eyes until he can slide it on your finger himself.

it’s sunday thank god because you woke up feeling completely hopeless, staying in bed like there’s no safer place to be, not bothered to make breakfast, lunch, or a cup of tea. 

soonyoung always comes over for dinner on sunday nights, and the two of you cook together and watch a childhood movie that’s nearly escaped your memories completely. today, he hasn’t heard anything from you. his morning was hectic, and he checked his phone periodically, but figured you were busy. maybe caught up in something, told himself you saw a friend or went to the market. but by 2:30pm, he’s worried after sending a text nearly an hour ago, having no idea you fell back asleep.

your apartment is so quiet when he arrives. the blinds are closed, and the usual aroma of vanilla and chamomile is missing.

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soonyoung would give you his sneakers and walk back home wearing your heels if they hurt your feet too much

mama needs asks. both soft and hard hours are open :)

also who tf was gonna tell me this soonyoung exists????

y'all be snakes fr >:(