Choi Seungcheol X You - Tumblr Posts
Creature Double Feature - S.coups
fluff - wc, 902
idol!scoups x gn!reader
NOT PROOFREAD
You and Seungcheol have been dating for just about 3 months now. Although, with his job occupying an annoying amount of his time it's felt more like 1 month. The upside to this though is that you are still in the midst of your cutesy honeymoon phase.
Getting embarrassed of quick kisses and still feeling nervous when holding hands. Sure you hadn't been physical, you hadn't even spent a night at his place, but the pace never seemed to bother Seungcheol so it never bothered you.
In fact, you hadn't even begun to think about all of this... until tonight.
One of your coveted movie date nights with Cheol. He'd go to your place or you'd go to his, it'd take you guys forever to pick a movie, once you did you would snuggle up against each other, and at the end of the night, you would part ways with a kiss. That's how it was; how it always was.
Tonight was special, it would be the last night you were able to spend together before Cheol headed off to Japan for tour and subsequently, he would be missing your 4-month anniversary. You've told him that he doesn't need to celebrate every little milestone but he insists that they're all important. And although he's never told you outright it also gives him a chance to show how much you mean to him amongst his schedule which gets busier and busier.
So, in solemn early celebration, it was a creature double feature! Aka, you both agreed on watching Monsters Inc. and Monsters University back to back. A decision partially made off of an argument of which film was better.
Now, halfway through Monsters University, your eyes began to droop. Currently splayed out like a blanket on top of Cheol, your head resting on his chest. The rhythmic beat of his heart setting the tempo for a lullaby in which the lyrics were whatever Mike and Sulli were saying on screen.
"Hey, you okay?" Cheol's voice cuts the melody.
"Hmm?" Eyes heavy you look up and see a concerned but loving smile on his face.
"You haven't said anything in 15 minutes, you always have something to say when we're watching a movie."
"Sorry, I'm just getting a bit sleepy." A yawn escapes you mid-sentence which in turn makes Seungcheol yawn, a testament to your closeness.
"We can stop for tonight, I'll bring you back to-"
"It's okay, Cheol..." You dig your face deeper into his chest, borderline motor-boating the man.
"Babe?" he's looking at you in confusion as you cling to his body tighter.
"Yes?"
"I can take you home-"
"Just a few more minutes like this, Cheolie..." Your voice drags out in exhaustion. He pats your head in silent agreement. As you drift all those thoughts come to mind, and embarrassment rises in you, but the hand on your head gives you solace. This was the perfect pace for the 2 of you.
10 minutes later and you're fully passed out. A light snore alerts Cheol to your state and he chuckles to himself, adjusting the blanket to fall on top of both of you. His hand goes to rest on the small of your back and subconsciously he matches his breathing to yours.
He just stares at your sleeping figure in complete adoration and contentment, cursing the tour for stripping moments like this away from him for a few weeks. He knows just how lucky he is to have someone willing to put up with his job and schedule, to have someone who doesn't mind his absence, and here in this moment, seeing you completely peaceful, he knows how lucky he is to have you.
You wake up to the sound of upbeat band music as the credits roll in. You're slow to realize where you are and it's only when you hear a deep groan that you remember that you're still at Seungcheol's place. Groggily looking up you see him knocked out, arms still cradling you, trapping you to his chest.
Any movement you make is met by a discomforted murmur as Cheol continues to hold you close. You lose the fight rather quickly, knowing that as long as he's asleep he's not letting you go anywhere. So you lay your head back down and let sleep take you again, a smile rising on both you and Cheol's lips in complete domestic bliss. Your first official night together; something you'll put together later and it'll make both of you blush.
--7 hours later--
A loud banging on the front door wakes Cheol.
"Oh my god, my fucking flight!" He's in a sudden state of panic as his hands roam around your bodies for his phone. 27 messages and 10 missed calls from his manager. "Shit shit shit-"
He tries to move but the weight of your body on his stops him in his tracks. For just a minute he completely relaxes seeing you still sound asleep despite his volume. "I love you." he whispers placing a peck on your forehead. He knows you won't hear him and it's probably too soon for him to tell you this but he's certain his feelings are true.
Plus, it's the small thing he does moments before pushing you off of him to get his things ready. (Don't worry, he'll pepper your face in kisses until the moment his feet are out the door.)
{If you're interested in being on the Taglist for my Seventeen works please let me know!! Requests are open!}
{A/N: A little something while I work on Perfection and the angst Cheol fic that y'all voted on. Please like, comment, and reblog if you enjoyed. Have a nice week lovelies!!}
Creature Double Feature - S.coups
fluff - wc, 902
idol!scoups x gn!reader
NOT PROOFREAD
You and Seungcheol have been dating for just about 3 months now. Although, with his job occupying an annoying amount of his time it's felt more like 1 month. The upside to this though is that you are still in the midst of your cutesy honeymoon phase.
Getting embarrassed of quick kisses and still feeling nervous when holding hands. Sure you hadn't been physical, you hadn't even spent a night at his place, but the pace never seemed to bother Seungcheol so it never bothered you.
In fact, you hadn't even begun to think about all of this... until tonight.
One of your coveted movie date nights with Cheol. He'd go to your place or you'd go to his, it'd take you guys forever to pick a movie, once you did you would snuggle up against each other, and at the end of the night, you would part ways with a kiss. That's how it was; how it always was.
Tonight was special, it would be the last night you were able to spend together before Cheol headed off to Japan for tour and subsequently, he would be missing your 4-month anniversary. You've told him that he doesn't need to celebrate every little milestone but he insists that they're all important. And although he's never told you outright it also gives him a chance to show how much you mean to him amongst his schedule which gets busier and busier.
So, in solemn early celebration, it was a creature double feature! Aka, you both agreed on watching Monsters Inc. and Monsters University back to back. A decision partially made off of an argument of which film was better.
Now, halfway through Monsters University, your eyes began to droop. Currently splayed out like a blanket on top of Cheol, your head resting on his chest. The rhythmic beat of his heart setting the tempo for a lullaby in which the lyrics were whatever Mike and Sulli were saying on screen.
"Hey, you okay?" Cheol's voice cuts the melody.
"Hmm?" Eyes heavy you look up and see a concerned but loving smile on his face.
"You haven't said anything in 15 minutes, you always have something to say when we're watching a movie."
"Sorry, I'm just getting a bit sleepy." A yawn escapes you mid-sentence which in turn makes Seungcheol yawn, a testament to your closeness.
"We can stop for tonight, I'll bring you back to-"
"It's okay, Cheol..." You dig your face deeper into his chest, borderline motor-boating the man.
"Babe?" he's looking at you in confusion as you cling to his body tighter.
"Yes?"
"I can take you home-"
"Just a few more minutes like this, Cheolie..." Your voice drags out in exhaustion. He pats your head in silent agreement. As you drift all those thoughts come to mind, and embarrassment rises in you, but the hand on your head gives you solace. This was the perfect pace for the 2 of you.
10 minutes later and you're fully passed out. A light snore alerts Cheol to your state and he chuckles to himself, adjusting the blanket to fall on top of both of you. His hand goes to rest on the small of your back and subconsciously he matches his breathing to yours.
He just stares at your sleeping figure in complete adoration and contentment, cursing the tour for stripping moments like this away from him for a few weeks. He knows just how lucky he is to have someone willing to put up with his job and schedule, to have someone who doesn't mind his absence, and here in this moment, seeing you completely peaceful, he knows how lucky he is to have you.
You wake up to the sound of upbeat band music as the credits roll in. You're slow to realize where you are and it's only when you hear a deep groan that you remember that you're still at Seungcheol's place. Groggily looking up you see him knocked out, arms still cradling you, trapping you to his chest.
Any movement you make is met by a discomforted murmur as Cheol continues to hold you close. You lose the fight rather quickly, knowing that as long as he's asleep he's not letting you go anywhere. So you lay your head back down and let sleep take you again, a smile rising on both you and Cheol's lips in complete domestic bliss. Your first official night together; something you'll put together later and it'll make both of you blush.
--7 hours later--
A loud banging on the front door wakes Cheol.
"Oh my god, my fucking flight!" He's in a sudden state of panic as his hands roam around your bodies for his phone. 27 messages and 10 missed calls from his manager. "Shit shit shit-"
He tries to move but the weight of your body on his stops him in his tracks. For just a minute he completely relaxes seeing you still sound asleep despite his volume. "I love you." he whispers placing a peck on your forehead. He knows you won't hear him and it's probably too soon for him to tell you this but he's certain his feelings are true.
Plus, it's the small thing he does moments before pushing you off of him to get his things ready. (Don't worry, he'll pepper your face in kisses until the moment his feet are out the door.)
{If you're interested in being on the Taglist for my Seventeen works please let me know!! Requests are open!}
{A/N: A little something while I work on Perfection and the angst Cheol fic that y'all voted on. Please like, comment, and reblog if you enjoyed. Have a nice week lovelies!!}
Relationship Quirks 95s ver.
Aka habits I can see the boys doing in a relationship || 95s || 96s || 97s || Maknae line ||
Scoups Calls you his "wife" while you guys are still dating
NOT AROUND YOU... at first but I doubt that the guys wouldn't secretly take video of him whining during practice talking about, "I miss my wife..." all pouty and everything (he saw you this morning), and NOT send it to you.
He's awkward when you bring it up because he doesn't know if you feel that way about the future of your relationship but once he knows you do feel the same way WHEW you do not hear the end of it.
Suddenly, all the reservations he makes are preceded by "Well, me and my wife...", anytime you're brought up in a conversation dude glitches out and HAS to mention you as his wife at least once (especially if it's to someone he thinks might be interested in you), and the yearning only gets worse! He'll leave for tour and after he texts his customary airplane goodbye message to you your phone will be blowing up with texts from the boys complaining about having to hear their leader practically sobbing about how much he misses his wife.
Jeonghan Steals your stuff
Has big "What's yours is mine" mentality, but don't worry! What's his is yours too! He swears it! Despite the drastic difference in how much he's using, borrowing, or straight up taking your stuff...
Let's be clear though, he never takes things he thinks you'll miss and if he finishes something of yours he always makes sure to replace it pronto. If you do get upset he makes a mental note to not mess with that particular item ever again.
Have you noticed a suspicious amount of your clothing (mainly hoodies, hats, and bags) go missing and suddenly see your boyfriend wearing them during a live? Yes. Has there been multiple arguments about this behavior? For sure! Does it absolutely warm your heart when you're at a concert and see a staff member run on stage to hand Hannie his current comfort item (a childhood toy of yours that you didn't even know was missing from your room)? Absolutely, it does. (Apologizes profusely once you find out...doesn't mean a single word of it and you know it because he's giggling the whole time)
Joshua Buys 2 of everything
Since the dawn of your relationship, Shua has gotten 2 of every item he buys. His initial reason was to get to know one another better by trying out things the other liked. This then spiraled to him doubling every single grocery item, clothes he buys, and pretty much anything he orders. Could be an insanely valuable item worth thousands that he's getting paid to promote but if there isn't a matching one for you then it's off the table. And no, he doesn't necessarily want to be "matching" all the time but he likes knowing that you guys could match whenever you wanted to.
He also gets extremely offended if you question why there's so much of everything, seriously he doesn't even want to hear it, like "Because it's ours! And we share! So we need double! Do you hate me or something!?"
"Babe, why do we have so much shampoo..." "I'm promoting it." "There's 2 of every type in here." "Yep." "We don't ne-" "We do need it." "It's too much." "I don't understand what you're saying to me right now."
A/N: The brainrot I have for these men is so real rnnnnn. I just had to separate these by years bc it was getting too long :( I'll have 96s up by today too, so stay tuned for that 96 line OUT NOW!! (Have to do it for my babe Nonu) Reblogs and Comments are much-appreciated lovelies!!
TAGLIST (open): @bemybabiibish
Relationship Quirks 95s ver.
Aka habits I can see the boys doing in a relationship || 95s || 96s || 97s || Maknae line ||
Scoups Calls you his "wife" while you guys are still dating
NOT AROUND YOU... at first but I doubt that the guys wouldn't secretly take video of him whining during practice talking about, "I miss my wife..." all pouty and everything (he saw you this morning), and NOT send it to you.
He's awkward when you bring it up because he doesn't know if you feel that way about the future of your relationship but once he knows you do feel the same way WHEW you do not hear the end of it.
Suddenly, all the reservations he makes are preceded by "Well, me and my wife...", anytime you're brought up in a conversation dude glitches out and HAS to mention you as his wife at least once (especially if it's to someone he thinks might be interested in you), and the yearning only gets worse! He'll leave for tour and after he texts his customary airplane goodbye message to you your phone will be blowing up with texts from the boys complaining about having to hear their leader practically sobbing about how much he misses his wife.
Jeonghan Steals your stuff
Has big "What's yours is mine" mentality, but don't worry! What's his is yours too! He swears it! Despite the drastic difference in how much he's using, borrowing, or straight up taking your stuff...
Let's be clear though, he never takes things he thinks you'll miss and if he finishes something of yours he always makes sure to replace it pronto. If you do get upset he makes a mental note to not mess with that particular item ever again.
Have you noticed a suspicious amount of your clothing (mainly hoodies, hats, and bags) go missing and suddenly see your boyfriend wearing them during a live? Yes. Has there been multiple arguments about this behavior? For sure! Does it absolutely warm your heart when you're at a concert and see a staff member run on stage to hand Hannie his current comfort item (a childhood toy of yours that you didn't even know was missing from your room)? Absolutely, it does. (Apologizes profusely once you find out...doesn't mean a single word of it and you know it because he's giggling the whole time)
Joshua Buys 2 of everything
Since the dawn of your relationship, Shua has gotten 2 of every item he buys. His initial reason was to get to know one another better by trying out things the other liked. This then spiraled to him doubling every single grocery item, clothes he buys, and pretty much anything he orders. Could be an insanely valuable item worth thousands that he's getting paid to promote but if there isn't a matching one for you then it's off the table. And no, he doesn't necessarily want to be "matching" all the time but he likes knowing that you guys could match whenever you wanted to.
He also gets extremely offended if you question why there's so much of everything, seriously he doesn't even want to hear it, like "Because it's ours! And we share! So we need double! Do you hate me or something!?"
"Babe, why do we have so much shampoo..." "I'm promoting it." "There's 2 of every type in here." "Yep." "We don't ne-" "We do need it." "It's too much." "I don't understand what you're saying to me right now."
A/N: The brainrot I have for these men is so real rnnnnn. I just had to separate these by years bc it was getting too long :( I'll have 96s up by today too, so stay tuned for that 96 line OUT NOW!! (Have to do it for my babe Nonu) Reblogs and Comments are much-appreciated lovelies!!
TAGLIST (open): @bemybabiibish
Forgot Your Lunch - Scoups
WC: 1023 || Genre: Fluff :) ...Angst :( || Happy (late) Birthday to this very handsome man!! ❤
A/N: If this does well maybe a pt.2 with what happened? (I totally don't have a whole story in my head about this fic alr...and this totally wasn't meant to be a teaser but got out of hand)
Some songs that inspired this fic!
Those morning hours, right before the sun shines in all its splendor, when most people are still resting their tired brains, and when quietness feels like a warm welcome to the day.
These were Seungcheol's favorite hours. The slivers of warm orange sunlight peaking through the curtains illuminating the space, giving the house a different type of glow. He relished in the fact that no one, not even you, was awake during this time. It gave him all the pleasure of gazing at your sleeping figure and giving you a few feather-light kisses before he actually got started with his day.
Seungcheol had gotten really into cooking when you two got together. Watched the tutorials, wrote down the recipes, and did a lot of the grocery shopping when he had the time - he even asked for help from Mingyu when he was really struggling. All of this effort put in for one simple goal - to be able to make your lunches for work.
He took great pride in making sure your lunch was not only healthy and balanced but nice on the eyes as well! Presentation was half the battle of cooking in his (humble) opinion.
Today wasn't any different, after haphazardly washing up he waltzed into the kitchen and chose a fitting playlist for such a joyful morning. He knows what to make, one of your favorites, a very simple and delicious spread of kaarage, a rolled omelet, rice, and a mix of fruits and vegetables cut up in the cutest little shapes! (Never forgetting the homemade spicy mayo, of course.) It's a specialty of his - and more than that - it was the first lunch he made you that you had raved about to your coworkers, only boosting his ego evermore.
Humming along to the music he went through the motions of washing and cooking the rice, setting out all the ingredients he'd need, and placing all the dishware on the counter in an assembly line. The few times that you'd woken up early enough to witness this practiced scene you'd have to admit that it was impressive the way he had gotten it all down to a T. Like a drill sergeant he would lead the charge in the kitchen, at least in the mornings, and if you ever dared to lift a finger…the earful you'd get before work- But what else can you expect from the most loving husband in the world AND the leader of one of the top kpop groups in history?
It's like everything, all the problems and worries, drifted away during this time. The sole issue in Seungcheol's entire world being what you would eat for the day. It was his way of showing you that he still cared and that he was still very committed. With a job that kept him away from you for such long periods of time and that took up all his energy and attention when he was home, it only felt right to do something as small as wake up before you and devote some time to you - even if you weren't always there to see it.
It would be a very hard task to try and tear away the smile that grew from him as he carefully assembled the different pieces of your food into a bento box. The only change in expression coming from the way his brows would furrow and his mouth would form a pout when he was ultra-focused with a knife or when he was gently making the finishing touches.
He took the chicken from the hot oil and placed them on a paper towel-lined plate - he knew how much you hated the excess oil when you ate. Turning off the stove in a swift movement he turned his attention to slicing the egg roll into perfectly proportioned pieces that you could eat in one bite. Then the fruits and vegetables - today's variety, some blueberries, leftover chocolate-covered strawberries, and a small salad with cherry tomatoes, all served with a small toothpick - he took note of that little comment you had made about how eating things with a toothpick makes the experience a bit more fun.
With a little jaunt in his step, he moved to put the puzzle together in an eye-pleasing manner. And once he was satisfied - he stepped back from his masterpiece. His gift to you. He looked at the clock-
8pm.
Oh.
It's night time.
That's right.
He stilled completely, coming back to reality. He left the kitchen with a ruffle to his hair. Dragging his feet into the bedroom he let his hands roam around the cold sheets, desperately searching for your warmth - your figure.
This was your bed too! The one you shared. C'mon, you remember, right? You're supposed to be here.
He looked out the window, no slivers of sunlight. Just the light pollution of a bustling city.
It's late and you're supposed to be home now, works done. It's supposed to be done.
He balled up all the sheets in his two fists and knelt on the bed. Gritting his teeth through tears that didn't dare hold back his emotions. And he punched that mattress so damn hard he could swear it felt like a human fighting back against him. The tangling of the sheets feels like Seungkwan and Dino holding him back from doing something else to hurt himself. He screamed so loud that his throat hurt, and he choked himself with the sound until red and veins popped. Drunk on something akin to anger but closer to loneliness he headed face-first into a pillow - but oh it was yours. The one you laid on just a few days ago. His tears and snot smeared across the blank canvas created a gross mirage but he didn't care. He let himself sit there, inhaling everything you left. Wailing into your remnants - curling up into your side of the bed, what would always be your side of the bed.
You forgot your lunch. It's here with him. "So come back, y/n. I'm really fucking sorry."
A/N: Hey guys...been a minute (a few days) And I come back with this- I do really like this though. Love me some happy memories and train wreck tbh. Let me know what you lovelies think! Have a great weekend or week, depending on when you see this. (protip DO NOT read this while listening to "The Place Where He Inserted the Blade" almost shat tears) Please Reblog and Comment if you enjoyed ! (They act as power-ups for me)
Taglist (OPEN): @bemybabiibish @bath1lda
Forgot Your Lunch - Scoups
WC: 1023 || Genre: Fluff :) ...Angst :( || Happy (late) Birthday to this very handsome man!! ❤
A/N: If this does well maybe a pt.2 with what happened? (I totally don't have a whole story in my head about this fic alr...and this totally wasn't meant to be a teaser but got out of hand)
Some songs that inspired this fic!
Those morning hours, right before the sun shines in all its splendor, when most people are still resting their tired brains, and when quietness feels like a warm welcome to the day.
These were Seungcheol's favorite hours. The slivers of warm orange sunlight peaking through the curtains illuminating the space, giving the house a different type of glow. He relished in the fact that no one, not even you, was awake during this time. It gave him all the pleasure of gazing at your sleeping figure and giving you a few feather-light kisses before he actually got started with his day.
Seungcheol had gotten really into cooking when you two got together. Watched the tutorials, wrote down the recipes, and did a lot of the grocery shopping when he had the time - he even asked for help from Mingyu when he was really struggling. All of this effort put in for one simple goal - to be able to make your lunches for work.
He took great pride in making sure your lunch was not only healthy and balanced but nice on the eyes as well! Presentation was half the battle of cooking in his (humble) opinion.
Today wasn't any different, after haphazardly washing up he waltzed into the kitchen and chose a fitting playlist for such a joyful morning. He knows what to make, one of your favorites, a very simple and delicious spread of kaarage, a rolled omelet, rice, and a mix of fruits and vegetables cut up in the cutest little shapes! (Never forgetting the homemade spicy mayo, of course.) It's a specialty of his - and more than that - it was the first lunch he made you that you had raved about to your coworkers, only boosting his ego evermore.
Humming along to the music he went through the motions of washing and cooking the rice, setting out all the ingredients he'd need, and placing all the dishware on the counter in an assembly line. The few times that you'd woken up early enough to witness this practiced scene you'd have to admit that it was impressive the way he had gotten it all down to a T. Like a drill sergeant he would lead the charge in the kitchen, at least in the mornings, and if you ever dared to lift a finger…the earful you'd get before work- But what else can you expect from the most loving husband in the world AND the leader of one of the top kpop groups in history?
It's like everything, all the problems and worries, drifted away during this time. The sole issue in Seungcheol's entire world being what you would eat for the day. It was his way of showing you that he still cared and that he was still very committed. With a job that kept him away from you for such long periods of time and that took up all his energy and attention when he was home, it only felt right to do something as small as wake up before you and devote some time to you - even if you weren't always there to see it.
It would be a very hard task to try and tear away the smile that grew from him as he carefully assembled the different pieces of your food into a bento box. The only change in expression coming from the way his brows would furrow and his mouth would form a pout when he was ultra-focused with a knife or when he was gently making the finishing touches.
He took the chicken from the hot oil and placed them on a paper towel-lined plate - he knew how much you hated the excess oil when you ate. Turning off the stove in a swift movement he turned his attention to slicing the egg roll into perfectly proportioned pieces that you could eat in one bite. Then the fruits and vegetables - today's variety, some blueberries, leftover chocolate-covered strawberries, and a small salad with cherry tomatoes, all served with a small toothpick - he took note of that little comment you had made about how eating things with a toothpick makes the experience a bit more fun.
With a little jaunt in his step, he moved to put the puzzle together in an eye-pleasing manner. And once he was satisfied - he stepped back from his masterpiece. His gift to you. He looked at the clock-
8pm.
Oh.
It's night time.
That's right.
He stilled completely, coming back to reality. He left the kitchen with a ruffle to his hair. Dragging his feet into the bedroom he let his hands roam around the cold sheets, desperately searching for your warmth - your figure.
This was your bed too! The one you shared. C'mon, you remember, right? You're supposed to be here.
He looked out the window, no slivers of sunlight. Just the light pollution of a bustling city.
It's late and you're supposed to be home now, works done. It's supposed to be done.
He balled up all the sheets in his two fists and knelt on the bed. Gritting his teeth through tears that didn't dare hold back his emotions. And he punched that mattress so damn hard he could swear it felt like a human fighting back against him. The tangling of the sheets feels like Seungkwan and Dino holding him back from doing something else to hurt himself. He screamed so loud that his throat hurt, and he choked himself with the sound until red and veins popped. Drunk on something akin to anger but closer to loneliness he headed face-first into a pillow - but oh it was yours. The one you laid on just a few days ago. His tears and snot smeared across the blank canvas created a gross mirage but he didn't care. He let himself sit there, inhaling everything you left. Wailing into your remnants - curling up into your side of the bed, what would always be your side of the bed.
You forgot your lunch. It's here with him. "So come back, y/n. I'm really fucking sorry."
A/N: Hey guys...been a minute (a few days) And I come back with this- I do really like this though. Love me some happy memories and train wreck tbh. Let me know what you lovelies think! Have a great weekend or week, depending on when you see this. (protip DO NOT read this while listening to "The Place Where He Inserted the Blade" almost shat tears) Please Reblog and Comment if you enjoyed ! (They act as power-ups for me)
Taglist (OPEN): @bemybabiibish @bath1lda
Forgot Your Lunch - Scoups
WC: 1023 || Genre: Fluff :) ...Angst :( || Happy (late) Birthday to this very handsome man!! ❤
A/N: If this does well maybe a pt.2 with what happened? (I totally don't have a whole story in my head about this fic alr...and this totally wasn't meant to be a teaser but got out of hand)
Some songs that inspired this fic!
Those morning hours, right before the sun shines in all its splendor, when most people are still resting their tired brains, and when quietness feels like a warm welcome to the day.
These were Seungcheol's favorite hours. The slivers of warm orange sunlight peaking through the curtains illuminating the space, giving the house a different type of glow. He relished in the fact that no one, not even you, was awake during this time. It gave him all the pleasure of gazing at your sleeping figure and giving you a few feather-light kisses before he actually got started with his day.
Seungcheol had gotten really into cooking when you two got together. Watched the tutorials, wrote down the recipes, and did a lot of the grocery shopping when he had the time - he even asked for help from Mingyu when he was really struggling. All of this effort put in for one simple goal - to be able to make your lunches for work.
He took great pride in making sure your lunch was not only healthy and balanced but nice on the eyes as well! Presentation was half the battle of cooking in his (humble) opinion.
Today wasn't any different, after haphazardly washing up he waltzed into the kitchen and chose a fitting playlist for such a joyful morning. He knows what to make, one of your favorites, a very simple and delicious spread of kaarage, a rolled omelet, rice, and a mix of fruits and vegetables cut up in the cutest little shapes! (Never forgetting the homemade spicy mayo, of course.) It's a specialty of his - and more than that - it was the first lunch he made you that you had raved about to your coworkers, only boosting his ego evermore.
Humming along to the music he went through the motions of washing and cooking the rice, setting out all the ingredients he'd need, and placing all the dishware on the counter in an assembly line. The few times that you'd woken up early enough to witness this practiced scene you'd have to admit that it was impressive the way he had gotten it all down to a T. Like a drill sergeant he would lead the charge in the kitchen, at least in the mornings, and if you ever dared to lift a finger…the earful you'd get before work- But what else can you expect from the most loving husband in the world AND the leader of one of the top kpop groups in history?
It's like everything, all the problems and worries, drifted away during this time. The sole issue in Seungcheol's entire world being what you would eat for the day. It was his way of showing you that he still cared and that he was still very committed. With a job that kept him away from you for such long periods of time and that took up all his energy and attention when he was home, it only felt right to do something as small as wake up before you and devote some time to you - even if you weren't always there to see it.
It would be a very hard task to try and tear away the smile that grew from him as he carefully assembled the different pieces of your food into a bento box. The only change in expression coming from the way his brows would furrow and his mouth would form a pout when he was ultra-focused with a knife or when he was gently making the finishing touches.
He took the chicken from the hot oil and placed them on a paper towel-lined plate - he knew how much you hated the excess oil when you ate. Turning off the stove in a swift movement he turned his attention to slicing the egg roll into perfectly proportioned pieces that you could eat in one bite. Then the fruits and vegetables - today's variety, some blueberries, leftover chocolate-covered strawberries, and a small salad with cherry tomatoes, all served with a small toothpick - he took note of that little comment you had made about how eating things with a toothpick makes the experience a bit more fun.
With a little jaunt in his step, he moved to put the puzzle together in an eye-pleasing manner. And once he was satisfied - he stepped back from his masterpiece. His gift to you. He looked at the clock-
8pm.
Oh.
It's night time.
That's right.
He stilled completely, coming back to reality. He left the kitchen with a ruffle to his hair. Dragging his feet into the bedroom he let his hands roam around the cold sheets, desperately searching for your warmth - your figure.
This was your bed too! The one you shared. C'mon, you remember, right? You're supposed to be here.
He looked out the window, no slivers of sunlight. Just the light pollution of a bustling city.
It's late and you're supposed to be home now, works done. It's supposed to be done.
He balled up all the sheets in his two fists and knelt on the bed. Gritting his teeth through tears that didn't dare hold back his emotions. And he punched that mattress so damn hard he could swear it felt like a human fighting back against him. The tangling of the sheets feels like Seungkwan and Dino holding him back from doing something else to hurt himself. He screamed so loud that his throat hurt, and he choked himself with the sound until red and veins popped. Drunk on something akin to anger but closer to loneliness he headed face-first into a pillow - but oh it was yours. The one you laid on just a few days ago. His tears and snot smeared across the blank canvas created a gross mirage but he didn't care. He let himself sit there, inhaling everything you left. Wailing into your remnants - curling up into your side of the bed, what would always be your side of the bed.
You forgot your lunch. It's here with him. "So come back, y/n. I'm really fucking sorry."
A/N: Hey guys...been a minute (a few days) And I come back with this- I do really like this though. Love me some happy memories and train wreck tbh. Let me know what you lovelies think! Have a great weekend or week, depending on when you see this. (protip DO NOT read this while listening to "The Place Where He Inserted the Blade" almost shat tears) Please Reblog and Comment if you enjoyed ! (They act as power-ups for me)
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Couple Costumes 95s ver.
What you guys would wear as a couple on Halloween and how they react!! || 95s | 96s || 97s || Maknae line || A/N: I tried to make these examples as inclusive as possible, if you don't like that THEN GET OUT! Also, the characters or costumes I mention DO NOT correlate to the boys' personalities and this is all just for some silly Halloween fun! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ART, all credit goes to their respective artists!
Scoups Cowboys/Cowgirl or Slashers
Honestly, I don't think Cheol is one to really dress up on his own. You'd have to push for it and even then he gives big "I just want to see you dressed up" or "Dad who hands out candy without dressing up" vibes to me.
But 100% would do it if it makes you, the love of his life, happy. Anything to see you smile, really. He would think it's silly and non-serious when you propose it... little does he know that you're an absolutely down-bad freak. (in reference to me actually...)
I can so clearly see him giving into whatever costume you want him in, not knowing your ulterior motive (you're just trying to show off his muscle and physique... Who wouldn't wanna see all that?!) Gets fake shy when he realizes what you're up to. Hey, as long as you respect his wishes of being covered up to a certain extent then he's all for it!
In the end, I feel like y'all would end up going as a really cute pair of cowboys or cowboy and cowgirl... but the demon in me wants y'all dressed up as classic slasher villains (ie. Pyramid head x one of the nurses, cute versions of Jason x Micheal, Freddy Kreuger x Scream)
Jeonghan Sylvanian Family/ Calico Critters
Sorry, he's the one that kicked the entire concept of couple costumes off for me and all I can think about is you and him (and maybe your kids in the future) dressing up as a little Sylvanian family and no other costume ideas. (My brain is actually rotting from how badly I want to see him something like this.)
He would reluctantly wear a costume but lowkey be really into it. You would've suggested other couple or family costumes but he was the one to bring up this concept and he refuses anything else (Your honor, just like me he can't give up this idea!!)
Honestly, he doesn't mind the costume on himself but he adores the costume on you. Wishes he could shrink ya down and keep you in his bag and travel everywhere with you (just like his sylvanian family)
And if you have a kid or a younger cousin or something... actual cuteness overload, like I can envision Hannie getting the most extreme cuteness aggression over this? Like he's getting mad at how adorable you all look. Hates when Halloween ends because he loves how good you guys look together like this.
Joshua Mr and Mrs. Fox or Soul Eater
Getting slightly niche here, I feel like Shua and his spouse would make the perfect Wes Anderson couple. I went with Mr and Mrs. Fox because I can absolutely envision him as Mr. Fox but any Wes Anderson couple would do IMO. (Also, I just know that this Halloween this costume concept is gonna blow up this year for some reason.)
Then there's Soul Eater (showing a bit of me and Josh's true colors with this one) If you've seen that one melon prison clip where he says what his favorite animes are then I think you can follow my vision here. I can definitely see him thinking it's cool to do a semi-cosplay of Maka and Soul or Stein and Spirit, maybe even a do gender-bends of certain weapons and meisters. (Maybe even dig a bit deep and do Arthur and Excalibur from Soul Eater/Fire Force)
I feel like Josh is such a go-with-the-flow person when it comes to things that you suggest, so asking him about wearing costumes in the first place is a no-brainer. He says yes and he gives pretty good opinions and input when it comes to picking costumes out and stuff. Honestly, he's fine with however you guys spend Halloween as long as you're together, dressed up or not. I feel like he's the type to calm you down when you're freaking out about last-minute costume changes or anything, just a very supportive BF.
A/N: Been a bit and I come back with Halloween thangs!! Still got other stuff in the works dwdw but hopefully y'all enjoy this. The rest of the members will be coming out within this week and next week so look forward to those as well! Anyways, how y'all been?!?!
Please Reblog and Comment if you enjoyed ! (They act as power-ups for me)
Taglist (OPEN): @bemybabiibish @bath1lda @porridgesblog
Couple Costumes 95s ver.
What you guys would wear as a couple on Halloween and how they react!! || 95s | 96s || 97s || Maknae line || A/N: I tried to make these examples as inclusive as possible, if you don't like that THEN GET OUT! Also, the characters or costumes I mention DO NOT correlate to the boys' personalities and this is all just for some silly Halloween fun! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ART, all credit goes to their respective artists!
Scoups Cowboys/Cowgirl or Slashers
Honestly, I don't think Cheol is one to really dress up on his own. You'd have to push for it and even then he gives big "I just want to see you dressed up" or "Dad who hands out candy without dressing up" vibes to me.
But 100% would do it if it makes you, the love of his life, happy. Anything to see you smile, really. He would think it's silly and non-serious when you propose it... little does he know that you're an absolutely down-bad freak. (in reference to me actually...)
I can so clearly see him giving into whatever costume you want him in, not knowing your ulterior motive (you're just trying to show off his muscle and physique... Who wouldn't wanna see all that?!) Gets fake shy when he realizes what you're up to. Hey, as long as you respect his wishes of being covered up to a certain extent then he's all for it!
In the end, I feel like y'all would end up going as a really cute pair of cowboys or cowboy and cowgirl... but the demon in me wants y'all dressed up as classic slasher villains (ie. Pyramid head x one of the nurses, cute versions of Jason x Micheal, Freddy Kreuger x Scream)
Jeonghan Sylvanian Family/ Calico Critters
Sorry, he's the one that kicked the entire concept of couple costumes off for me and all I can think about is you and him (and maybe your kids in the future) dressing up as a little Sylvanian family and no other costume ideas. (My brain is actually rotting from how badly I want to see him something like this.)
He would reluctantly wear a costume but lowkey be really into it. You would've suggested other couple or family costumes but he was the one to bring up this concept and he refuses anything else (Your honor, just like me he can't give up this idea!!)
Honestly, he doesn't mind the costume on himself but he adores the costume on you. Wishes he could shrink ya down and keep you in his bag and travel everywhere with you (just like his sylvanian family)
And if you have a kid or a younger cousin or something... actual cuteness overload, like I can envision Hannie getting the most extreme cuteness aggression over this? Like he's getting mad at how adorable you all look. Hates when Halloween ends because he loves how good you guys look together like this.
Joshua Mr and Mrs. Fox or Soul Eater
Getting slightly niche here, I feel like Shua and his spouse would make the perfect Wes Anderson couple. I went with Mr and Mrs. Fox because I can absolutely envision him as Mr. Fox but any Wes Anderson couple would do IMO. (Also, I just know that this Halloween this costume concept is gonna blow up this year for some reason.)
Then there's Soul Eater (showing a bit of me and Josh's true colors with this one) If you've seen that one melon prison clip where he says what his favorite animes are then I think you can follow my vision here. I can definitely see him thinking it's cool to do a semi-cosplay of Maka and Soul or Stein and Spirit, maybe even a do gender-bends of certain weapons and meisters. (Maybe even dig a bit deep and do Arthur and Excalibur from Soul Eater/Fire Force)
I feel like Josh is such a go-with-the-flow person when it comes to things that you suggest, so asking him about wearing costumes in the first place is a no-brainer. He says yes and he gives pretty good opinions and input when it comes to picking costumes out and stuff. Honestly, he's fine with however you guys spend Halloween as long as you're together, dressed up or not. I feel like he's the type to calm you down when you're freaking out about last-minute costume changes or anything, just a very supportive BF.
A/N: Been a bit and I come back with Halloween thangs!! Still got other stuff in the works dwdw but hopefully y'all enjoy this. The rest of the members will be coming out within this week and next week so look forward to those as well! Anyways, how y'all been?!?!
Please Reblog and Comment if you enjoyed ! (They act as power-ups for me)
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In Sickness and In Health - Choi Seungcheol
Synopsis: Being an only child, you were accustomed to taking care of yourself. It almost pained you asking for help from others. When Seungcheol noticed you are sick, he was quick to step up to the plate to offer his help. As stubborn as you might be, he found you to be the most adorable person alive.
Pairing: Choi Seungcheol x fem reader
Genre: Fluffffffff, sweet considerate Seungcheol to warm the heart on the coldest of winter days
Word Count: 1.2k
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You were curled up on your couch, two blankets covering your body. You woke up this morning congested as ever. You tried running yourself a warm shower when you had to get up for work, but to no avail, you felt worse. You were forced to resign to the fact you were going to have to call in sick for work.
It also meant that you had to cancel your plans with your boyfriend, Choi Seungcheol. The two of you were supposed to go out this evening on a date. He had bought tickets to a musical you've been wanting to see. With your weakened state and the cold temperatures outside, you knew you were just asking to remain being sick. And you were determined that you were going back to work tomorrow.
"Are you sure you don't want me to bring over anything?" "Yeah, Cheol, I'm positive but thank you ☹️ the last thing I want is to get you sick." "Alright, my love. I love you."
The perk of living alone was the fact you didn't have to be confined to your room. You didn't have to worry about anyone else catching whatever virus you got. On the other hand, you didn't have much motivation to move anywhere else. The moment you got yourself situated on your couch, you knew the chances of you getting up were very slim.
Used tissues were scattered all over your living room floor, especially by the couch. You had a cup of half-empty tea on a coaster on your coffee table. The thermometer on stand by for when you were ready to check it again. You felt absolutely awful. Your bones ached and your body felt cold, hence why you trying to get warm with the two blankets. You also had a heating pad underneath you to warm up your back, trying to spread warmth throughout your entire body. Nothing seemed to help.
Some sitcom was playing in the background which you were half paying attention to. Your mind was bouncing between you phone and the TV, not really having much energy to do anything else.
This was not how you envisioned your weekend. You were very much looking forward to spending time with your boyfriend. You two have been trying to find time to meet up, but something always came up. Whether it was Seungcheol being needed at the company as he was trying to get back into the regularity of his idol lifestyle, or it might have been a meeting for work on your end. This was the first weekend in a considerable amount of days that you were both free.
Or at least you were free until you got sick. And the last thing Seungcheol could afford right now was a delay in him getting back to what he loves most. Though arguably, he would say he loved you more than performing. You knew deep down that Seungcheol had been waiting for the all-clear to resume activity.
Life is so unfair.
You sunk a bit deeper into the couch. You couldn't help but sulk. There was nothing more that you wanted than to be wrapped up in the arms of your lover. Or maybe have a bowl of warm soup.
Suddenly, you heard the sound of what you believed was your front door unlocking. Or someone trying to get in from the other side of the door.
Your heart rate picked up as you quickly looked over towards the door. In your weakened state, you were trying to get up as quickly as possible. You weren't expecting anyone nor did you order anything that would be delivered.
The last thing you need right now is someone breaking into your apartment. How could you even defend yourself? Throw your used tissue balls at them?
"Woah, woah, honey, sit down."
You instantly froze from trying to flee from the living room. You recognized that voice anywhere. You slowly eased down onto the couch as you looked over.
Slowly, you looked back over to confirm your suspicion. Choi Seungcheol. He stood with a plastic bag in one hand, the other holding the golden key to your apartment unit. You pouted as you looked at him. Yet, he looked at you like you were the most precious thing in the world.
Your heart was slowing down as you eased yourself to sit up. Cheol couldn't help but laugh a little at the scare he gave you. You whined in response, crossing your arms over your chest.
"You don't think a text would have been a good idea?" "And ruin the surprise?" He asked, a playful smirk on his lips.
Watching from the couch, Cheol first locked the door but this time locked both locks - the top and bottom. He set the bag of mystery items down on the front table before slipping off his shoes. You always loved Seungcheol's visits, but not today.
He began to make his way into your apartment but froze as he saw you move slightly. Instantly, he frowned at the sight which nearly broke your heart. Your boyfriend was always filled with gold intentions, but you couldn't risk getting him sick.
"Baby, I told you I didn't need anything. Why are you here?" You frowned. "And be labeled as worst boyfriend of the year for leaving my sick partner at home alone? Yeah, no thanks. Besides, I see the makeshift bed you made," he commented, gesturing towards the couch. "Can't get warm?"
You sighed in defeat. There was no use in arguing with Cheol because he was right. You were struggling to keep warm despite being under a mountain of warm blankets and a heating bad. The thought of being wrapped up in the arms of your boyfriend sounded more appealing, and could probably help you feel better. It would definitely cause an end to your sulking.
"But what about you? I don't want to get you sick."
The smile was back on Cheol's lips. He grabbed the bag before he made his way over to you. At least if you needed something, it was now in front of you on the coffee table rather than across the room.
"If I get sick, I get sick. I'd rather be sick knowing I made an attempt at helping you feel better than not trying at all."
Ever so gently, he leaned over to press a kiss to your forehead lingeringly. You closed your eyes at the feeling, a light smile curling onto your lips. You didn't even notice you were naturally leaning into his body. Almost as if you were magnetized to attract towards his body heat.
"See, you need me. Now, come here, pretty girl." Slowly, as to not cause anymore discomfort, Cheol wrapped his arms around you. Your back resting against his chest, his arms around your torso. You sighed in relief as you relaxed into his embrace. He grabbed one of the blankets, moving it onto your lap before pulling you in closer.
"Isn't this much better?" "Don't you dare tell me 'I told you so,' Choi Seungcheol."
Cheol didn't need to say anything. He only chuckled before pressing a lingering kiss into your cheek. It only caused you to melt further into him.
"Of course not, my stubborn girl. But now that I am here, we can stay here for however long you need. I did bring over cold medicine, in case you were running low. I also brought gatorade and snacks. But we can also order something if you want. Whatever you need, you got it already."
Okay, maybe it's not so bad having your partner around when you are sick.
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Note: Hi! Thanks for taking the time to read 🩷 this week I've been a bit MIA since coming down with a head cold. I think that's what I get for working with kids. Definitely wrote this wishing I had my own Scoups to take care of me haha
I hope you all are taking care of yourselves and staying warm
Take Trouble, Make It Double
Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~4.7k | Pairing: csc x f!reader x yjh | Genre: smut, threesome, romance, college au, frat bros!cheol and jeonghan
Summary: It’s not every day you get to fuck your campus crush and your no longer ex-boyfriend, and you’re going to make the most of it.
Warnings: mention of alcohol, threesome, petnames (good girl, angel, sweetheart, baby), biting/marking, fingering, multiple orgasms, double penetration in one hole, double creampie, cheol doesn’t have abs, implied poly ending
Reader Notes: has a vagina and breasts, referred to as a girl, in a sorority, cums easily, gets lifted by cheol
Shit, you are not drunk enough for a frat party of this magnitude.
Unfortunately, considering that you’re volunteering early tomorrow and it would be hell if you were hungover, you don’t think you’ll drink anymore. Guys won’t stop asking if they can get you another drink and you’re getting tired of saying no, so you decide to head to the kitchen to refill your cup with soda. That should get them off your back, and you need a bit of an energy boost to withstand this party. You’re crossing the crowded living room to get to the kitchen when you spot Jeonghan and feel your heart stop.
Fuck, you’re in trouble.
You slept with him a week ago, and tonight, you were thinking of trying to hook up with him again.
It was… transcendental for you, and you hope it was just as good for him. You wouldn’t know, because he never called. Sure, he doesn’t have your number, but considering your sorority house is neighboring his frat house, it wouldn’t have been hard for him to obtain it. If he wanted to, that is.
You can only assume he didn’t, which puts a bit of a dent in your plans (and in your heart). You look away from him quickly, walking faster when you notice him push off of the wall he’s leaning against, his eyes on you and his mouth open like he’s about to call out your name.
You enter the oddly empty kitchen before he can, and you’re in the process of digging through the cooler for a bottle of coke when he appears next to you. You feel him before you see him, one of his hands touching your elbow and offering you a soda from the fridge. How he knew what you wanted, you don’t know.
“Hey,” he breathes, looking at you with slightly apprehensive eyes, like he’s not sure how he’ll be received.
You take in a deep breath and force a smile, trying to appear unaffected. “Hey, Jeonghan.”
“I’m glad you’re here, I’ve really been wanting to talk to you,” he says, his hand slipping down from your elbow to tangle his fingers with yours.
“I live right next door,” you remind him, pulling away to open the bottle and turning from him to fill your cup.
Out of your view, he bites his lip, cringing at the little bit of hurt that seeps through your mask.
“I know, and I’m sorry I didn’t reach out. There are… reasons. But still, you didn’t deserve that.”
“Can you tell me the reasons?” You ask curiously, already having accepted his apology in your mind. He sounded sincere, and fuck, you still want him.
“They involve someone else, and I don’t want to-”
“He didn’t ask you out because I told him I wanted to,” a voice sounds from the doorway, making you jump and look over.
Your eyes widen when you see who the voice belongs to, your heart pounding at the sight of Seungcheol. You dated in freshman year and he was your first real love, and when he broke up with you, you were devastated.
He said he was too busy between the fraternity and rugby practice and classes, and while you believed him, you knew that no matter how busy you were, you’d still want to be with him. You’ve managed to avoid him till now, always going to different frats for parties and tailgates, until last week, of course.
Some of your younger sisters begged you to go, saying they were scared to attend without you, and your protective side kicked in much to your detriment.
Because at that party, you met Jeonghan, and slept with someone for the first time since Seungcheol, who wasn’t in attendance (thank fucking God).
You don’t know how to respond, too many thoughts swirling around your head to make sense of anything. You obviously knew they were brothers, but you didn’t realize they were close or you wouldn’t have agreed to go to Jeonghan’s room.
Jeonghan must not have known you’re Cheol’s ex; if he did, you doubt he would have asked you in the first place. And now apparently Seungcheol wants you again, but Jeonghan wants you too?
Are you supposed to choose between them or…?
You always said you’d never take Seungcheol back after he hurt you like that, but now you’re reconsidering. Because he’s here before you, and you still love him like you used to.
There are still your growing feelings for Jeonghan to consider though, and suddenly being in this empty kitchen with just the two of them is stifling.
Seungcheol can read you still, comes closer to you on steady feet with sincere eyes, and says, “I never should have broken up with you. I should have held onto you and never let go, but I didn’t, and now it’s probably too late. It would be selfish of me to ask you out now, when I know my best friend could treat you better than I ever did.”
He sounds resigned, and you look to Jeonghan, who’s staring at him with a grateful, melancholy gaze. The ache in your chest is so sharp, your eyes water, and you look back and forth between them hopelessly.
“I guess I can’t have you both, can I?” You murmur, slumping against the counter and crossing your arms to hold yourself together.
Their gazes snap to each other and they communicate soundlessly, with gestures and eyebrows and widening eyes, before turning to you and saying, “What if you could?”
You weave through the dancing, drunk crowd, one of your hands caught in Jeonghan’s and the other held by Seungcheol. Your heart is racing and your panties are wet, but you’re doing your absolute best to seem unaffected by the idea of what you’re about to do.
It’s a bit nerve wracking, the concept of two men at once, but you’ve been through sorority recruitment in the blazing heat so you’re pretty sure you can handle anything.
Some of your sisters would disapprove of this but most would be cheering you on, and through the flashing lights and writhing bodies, you spot your best friend giving you a wide smile and a thumbs up. That’s enough to bolster you, and you hold your head high as you follow Jeonghan to the room he apparently shares with Seungcheol.
Jeonghan opens the door and ushers you inside, waiting for Seungcheol to cross the threshold and entering behind him, closing the door with a resounding click and muffling the roaring party.
They close in on you quickly, one set of hands pulling your top off and the other unbuttoning and tugging down your jeans, leaving you standing in your bra and underwear between them. You can feel Seungcheol’s breath on the back of your neck as he leans in to lay kisses along the line of your shoulder, and Jeonghan gives you an easy grin before cupping your face and drawing you into an open mouthed kiss.
They both know how you like to be touched, and they don’t hesitate to use that knowledge to their advantage. Seungcheol’s hand slides over your stomach and slips into your panties, his fingers gliding through your folds with how wet you already are. He presses his smug grin into your throat, whispers, “Want us that badly, huh?”
You flush from head to toe, suddenly shy, and gasp into Jeonghan’s mouth when Seungcheol finds your clit. He rubs it with the pads of his fingers slowly, gently, knowing you need some time to adjust to the sensation of someone else touching you.
Jeonghan unclasps your bra with practiced fingers, pulling it down your arms and off before covering your tits with his soft hands. He squeezes them, brushes his thumbs back and forth over your nipples until they’re hard, until you’re pressing your chest into his hands.
Seungcheol is still rubbing your clit, but his circles are firmer now, more insistent, and you just know he’s going to make you cum like this, know they’re going to make you cum like this.
They work together to work you up, two of Seungcheol’s fingers sinking into you as Jeonghan breaks the kiss and leans down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth. When Seungcheol’s fingertips curl into the patch of nerves inside you, you let out a rough gasp, wilting against his chest as his thumb presses into your clit.
Jeonghan just breathes a soft laugh, following you and grasping one of your hips with his free hand to hold you steady, to hold you still as you start to climb that mountain. You’re already throbbing, already clenching around Seungcheol’s fingers, and when he starts to fuck you with them, you feel yourself get even wetter. He adds a third and hooks them all into your g-spot as he digs his hips into you, the feeling of his hard cock making you hotter.
His thumb catches your clit at just the right angle and you start to flutter around his fingers, your pussy locking down on them as Jeonghan bites a stinging mark into the side of your breast. You whimper weakly, resting more of your weight on Seungcheol and knowing he can take it as you break apart between them.
“There we go, good girl,” Seungcheol murmurs roughly into your neck, one strong arm banding around your waist to hold you to him as you shake and whine and squeeze his fingers. Jeonghan pulls away from your tits to find your lips again, swallowing your sounds and sucking at your tongue as he presses his hard dick against you, moaning lowly into your mouth.
A shiver wracks through you when Seungcheol grinds his fingers into your g-spot again, before you’ve come down from the first orgasm. You remember how many times he used to make you cum when you were together and swallow nervously, attempting to prepare yourself for his particular brand of overstimulation.
Jeonghan, on the other hand, ate you out so gently for so long, it’s like you had one continuous, never ending, nearly lethal orgasm. It’ll be interesting to see how their styles combine, and as Seungcheol brings you right back to the edge, you vow to yourself that you’ll take whatever they give you.
It’s not every day you get to fuck your campus crush and your no longer ex-boyfriend, and you’re going to make the most of it.
Which means that when Seungcheol whispers, “Again, I want you to cum again,” and Jeonghan mumbles, “C’mon, sweetheart, cum for us,” you listen. Your cunt clamps down and your back arches and your voice wavers as you fall to pieces again.
It’s scary almost, how they can make you cum on command, but you revel in it too, revel in the fact that they know you that well. That with just a few words, they can push you over the edge.
And hell, you revel in the fact that they want to push you over the edge, that they want you.
It makes you so wet, you can hear Seungcheol fucking you with his fingers, slick sounds and squelches following every thrust and curl. You know they can hear it too and your cheeks heat, though you’re pretty sure they like it if their labored breathing and hard dicks say anything.
You’re starting to get sensitive but you won’t stop him, not when Jeonghan slides his hand under Seungcheol’s and knocks his thumb away from your clit so he can swirl circles with his soft fingertips. The stark difference in how they touch you is exhilarating, Seungcheol’s rough fingers inside you combined with Jeonghan’s gentle touch making you cry out.
You can barely hold yourself up but Seungcheol is strong enough to keep you standing, even as your knees weaken and you slump back against him. Jeonghan doesn’t follow you this time, just keeps circling your clit and watches as you shake and moan and gush for them, a slight smirk curling his lips as he slips his hand down and works two of his slim fingers inside you alongside Seungcheol’s thick three.
The fullness is more than anything you’ve ever felt. It takes your breath away, saps every last bit of strength from you until their hands on you (and in you) are the only things holding you up. You can’t even make a sound, you’re so overwhelmed, and Jeonghan takes a second to lean in close and ask, “You okay, angel? Is it too much?”
You can only shake your head, your eyes squeezed shut and your chest heaving as you gasp for air. He starts to pull his fingers out and your hand flies to his wrist, keeping his hand from drawing away. You realize he thinks you were answering the first question, and you force out, “I’m okay. S’not too much.”
He exhales in relief, sinking his fingers back in and saying, “What if we fucked you like this? Both of us in this sweet little cunt. Would you like that, sweetheart?”
“Do you think you could take it?” Seungcheol chimes in, sounding worried and doubtful, as if they’re not currently five fucking fingers deep.
The words are flowing out of your mouth before you’ve even finished thinking about it.
“Yes, I can, I want it so fucking bad. Please, I want you both inside of me,” you whimper, one hand clutching Jeonghan’s wrist and the other gripping Seungcheol’s forearm to keep them close to you, though you know they’ll have to pull away if you want their dicks.
“If you’re sure, sweetheart,” Seungcheol whispers into your throat before pressing a tender kiss to your sensitive skin, his plump lips whisper soft against you.
“I’m sure,” you whine as you force yourself to let go of their arms, allowing them to withdraw from you. They carry lead you over to one of their twin beds, and for the first time tonight, they seem a little bashful.
“Sorry it’s so small, the guys would riot if we got double beds and they got singles,” Seungcheol grimaces, helping you take your panties off and lay down before tugging off his shirt. Jeonghan follows suit and you sigh dreamily, watching as they reveal more and more skin. You’re rubbing your legs together by the time they’re done, your eyes darting between them so you can get your fill of both.
Seungcheol’s cock is long, thick, with veins wrapped around the length like vines, and Jeonghan’s is slightly longer, just a bit slimmer, and curved up. Immediately, you know you want to keep Jeonghan in the front, your pussy aching at the memory of the way he could grind the head of his cock into your g-spot. You like feeling Seungcheol’s buff body behind you anyway, like feeling his firm muscles and his soft tummy and his thick thighs, so this really is the best of both worlds.
They smile like they know what you’re thinking, and you start to wonder if they do when they join you on the bed and begin maneuvering you. Seungcheol pulls you up by the hands and to the edge of the bed so Jeonghan can lay down in your place, and you feel their hands steady you as you climb astride him, Seungcheol following you.
Jeonghan lets go to hold his cock in place for you, guiding it to your entrance and watching as you sink down onto him. He lets out a shuddering breath, his eyelids fluttering and his mouth opening on a low moan at the sensation of your hot, wet cunt enveloping his cock. You’re similarly affected, the perfect curve of his dick making your eyes water and your pussy clench.
“You should be stretched out enough to take me too, but I think Jeonghan should fuck you first just to make sure. Not for too long though, I need you so fucking bad,” Seungcheol says, his voice rough and his hands tight on your hips. He must sense your inability to move, because he does the moving for you, lifting you nearly off Jeonghan’s cock and letting you fall back down as Jeonghan thrusts up.
A punched out moan escapes your parted lips at the feeling of their hands on you, of Jeonghan filling you, of Seungcheol moving you like a doll. You think about having both of them at the same time, and know you just can’t wait.
“Want you now, Cheol,” you gasp, reaching back to find his hip and attempting to pull him to you, though he’s too strong for you to move him much.
“Baby, I don’t know, I don’t want to hurt you,” he’s obviously hesitant, and you don’t want to push him past his comfort levels but fuck, you want him so bad.
“I can take it, Cheol, I can take you, I promise,” you gasp, already on the verge of begging and nearly on the verge of tears too. “Please, you’ve made me wait long enough.”
That’s the final nail in the coffin, and Seungcheol sighs with resignation as he takes hold of his dick and guides it between your legs. “Okay, sweetheart, okay, but if it’s too much, all you have to do is tell us.”
You nod fervently and lean down, draping yourself over Jeonghan so Seungcheol has a better angle. You can hear the deep breath he takes before he hooks one finger inside you alongside Jeonghan’s cock, then two fingers, then three, before pulling them out and finally replacing them with his dick.
When he starts to push inside, the sensation steals every last molecule of oxygen in your lungs, leaving you entirely breathless. It’s a good thing you’re resting on Jeonghan’s chest because you’re dizzy, lightheaded, dazed at the stretch you feel.
Seungcheol goes so slowly you’ve regained your breath by the time he’s fully inside of you, though your chest still feels tight with your pussy at its absolute limit.
It occurs to you that you’ll never take more than this, that this is the fullest you’ve ever been, ever will be, and you feel a rush of arousal gather around the bases of their cocks, your cunt too tight for much to escape. Seungcheol and Jeonghan have been grunting and groaning with pleasure (or restraint), but when you flood them and squeeze them, they both let out the most delicious whimpers.
“Are you-”
“Yes, move,” you moan, not even registering who asked you, your eyes clenched shut and your thighs trembling as you wait.
Jeonghan moves first, shoving just a bit deeper inside of you before pulling his hips back and sliding in again. You’re wet enough his dick glides against Seungcheol’s, and when he starts to fuck you too, you find yourself in a state of ecstasy so sharp, it nearly hurts. They take a few thrusts to find their rhythm, but eventually they do, and it’s almost more than you can take.
You’ll never ask them to stop though, never want them to stop. You just need them to fuck you like this forever, fuck you and fill you and keep you. Because you want to be kept by them, and you want them to want to keep you.
You can’t stop whimpering, your moans blending together until they’re endless, dotted by gasps and sharp cries. Seungcheol and Jeonghan are making noise too, and if you were lucid enough, you’d hope the music outside is loud enough to cover the obvious sounds of sex.
As it is, you can only lay there and feel each impact of Seungcheol’s and Jeonghan’s hips against yours, every thrust from Seungcheol pushing you into Jeonghan and every thrust from Jeonghan pushing you into Seungcheol. Until Seungcheol wraps his arms around your neck and waist and pulls you up into his body.
The change in angle makes you cry out, as does the big hand he places on your throat. He doesn’t squeeze, just leaves it there like he knows you like as he and Jeonghan begin moving in unison. Seungcheol holds you in place so they can thrust up into you, and the feeling of them filling you together is somehow even better than them alternating.
Jeonghan’s eyes trail over your body, his hands following them down down down until one catches on your hip and the other slips between your thighs. When his delicate fingers find your swollen, sensitive clit, you yelp, your hips jolting into them and away as he rubs steady, insistent circles.
He must be getting close if he’s trying to make you cum, and you can tell by Seungcheol’s sounds and leaking dick that he’s getting close too. You’re almost scared of it, scared of the tidal wave of pleasure that will overtake you when it’s already almost too much, but you know that if they want you to break for them, you will.
Seungcheol starts sucking marks into the side of your neck, and Jeonghan forces out in a trembling voice, “You gonna cum for us again, angel? Last one, I promise. Just be good for us one last time, please.”
“Cum, sweetheart, I know you can,” Seungcheol encourages you through gritted teeth.
And God, you want to be good for them, you want to be Jeonghan’s angel and Seungcheol’s sweetheart, so when you feel it start to build up deep inside, you don’t fight it. You let the stinging bliss coil tighter and tighter in your belly until it shatters, taking you apart at the seams. Your walls clamp down and you nearly force them from you, but they thrust in deep and stay as you cum so hard, you lose all sense of time and space and matter.
The only tethers you have to this plane of existence are Seungcheol and Jeonghan, and they hold you up and hold you together as you try to swim through the stars in your eyes. You force yourself to wake up when you hear the tell-tale noises of their approaching highs, wanting to be fully present for the moment they fill you.
Jeonghan and Seungcheol are the only men you’ve ever let cum inside you, and you can’t wait to feel that again, to feel them again. It’ll be different this time, you know, will probably alter your brain chemistry and the trajectory of your life, but you’re ready.
“Cum for me, I want to feel you both filling me up, please,” you whine, nearly shaking in Seungcheol’s arms out of anticipation. Jeonghan’s face crumples in pleasure, Seungcheol lets out the hottest little whimper you’ve ever heard, and they break together, flooding you with so much cum, you think you’ll burst.
Their hands grip you tight but you don’t care, wouldn’t mind waking tomorrow to sore spots and lingering reminders of the night you shared with them, of probably the best night of your life. Seungcheol’s hand drops from your neck to wrap around your waist, pulling you into a sweet, soft hug before letting go and slowly lowering you back onto Jeonghan’s chest.
Jeonghan’s smile is dazed, satiated, satisfied, and he drops it to pout at you expectantly, his eyes hazy and his hand gentling on your hip. You lean in and press your lips to his, humming into his mouth when he swipes his tongue over your bottom lip. He doesn’t deepen the kiss much, eventually tapering off into little pecks and smooches that he dots all over your face.
“Ready for us to pull out?” Seungcheol asks gently, rubbing your back with his big, rugby-rough hands.
You nod and breathe, “Go one at a time, please,” bracing yourself for the approaching emptiness and attempting to push off the thoughts and fears of what will happen after this.
Seungcheol withdraws first, pulling his hips from yours and dragging his softening cock out of your still fluttering pussy before climbing off the bed and heading to his closet. It’s almost odd to just feel Jeonghan inside of you, and you know it’ll feel even weirder not to feel either of them. You’ll just be you again, not you and Seungcheol and Jeonghan, and you can’t say you’re excited.
It must show on your face because Jeonghan cups your cheeks, presses a quick kiss to your lips, and whispers, “Everything will be okay, I promise.”
“So do I,” Seungcheol murmurs as he approaches with a towel in hand.
He holds your hips up so Jeonghan can pull out, a surge of cum following his exit now that there’s nothing keeping it inside. Seungcheol catches it with the towel, wiping at your thighs and dabbing gently at your stretched, sore pussy.
Jeonghan passes a hand over your hair and waits until you’re as clean as you can get before tilting to the side and carefully sliding out from under you, disappearing from view. You try not to feel lonely without them in bed with you, try to remind yourself that there’s no way this could work, try to steel yourself as you imagine stumbling out of their door and making your way through the party back to your own house.
You hope they’ll walk you home at least, maybe give you a kiss goodbye before never calling you again, just like before.
Jeonghan returns clothed in pajamas with a bottle of water from their mini fridge, cracking it open and handing it to you with waiting eyes. You take a sip and he grins, so you take another, realizing how parched you are and practically gulping the whole thing down in one go.
“Good girl,” he says, taking the empty bottle from you and smirking at the way your eyes snap to his. “What? I wanted to try it out too. Did you like it?”
“Yes,” you answer honestly, both because you don’t see a point in lying and because you’re loosened up from however many orgasms they gave you.
“Good,” he smiles easily, leaning down to kiss you softly. “I like it too.”
Seungcheol sits heavily on the bed next to you, dressed in boxers and a shirt you recognize as one you bought for him, a band tee that’s just a bit too big on him. It’s much thinner than you remember, worn in the shoulders and holey along the hem, and it makes you smile to think he’s been wearing it all this time.
“We have a lot to talk about, a lot to figure out, but I think for now, we should just push the beds together and go the fuck to sleep,” he suggests tiredly, taking your hand in both of his and giving it a loving squeeze.
Jeonghan nods and points to a door, “We do have our own bathroom, so you can take a shower while we rearrange the room, angel.”
They want you to… stay? The party seems to be dying down, it would be easy enough for them to slip you out without too many eyes, but it seems that thought hasn’t even crossed their minds. You try to contain the beam but it stretches your lips anyway, a rush of giddiness giving you enough energy to stand on your shaky legs and start to limp over to the bathroom.
They stand with you, Jeonghan speeding ahead to turn the shower on and Seungcheol reaching out to open the door for you, pressing his warm hand to your lower back as you pass him. Jeonghan presses a kiss to your lips and hands you a towel, reaching his hand into the shower stall and saying, “Should be warm enough for you. We’ll see you soon?”
You smile a watery smile and respond, “See you soon,” as he exits the bathroom, leaving you with Seungcheol. He brings you into another hug, swaying you like he used to and pressing a kiss to your hair before reluctantly letting you go, holding his hand out to steady you as you climb into the shower. The corners of his mouth quirk up fondly when you refuse to let go, and he pulls your hand up to his mouth to kiss the back of it.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll be waiting for you. We’ll be waiting for you.”
He seals his promise with one last kiss before tugging the shower curtain between you and padding away on quiet feet.
Somehow, you really do think everything will be okay.
AN: this was suggested by an anon and i am eternally grateful bc woooie do i love frat/college aus and jeongcheol
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જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
“Mingyu!” You wave to the tall boy standing near your block.
“Y/N!” He yells back, raising his hand in hello.
As you join him, he offers to help you with your computer bag, which you allow to happen reluctantly. He asks about your recent project, whereupon you regale him with the horrors of working on a constitutional and tax law assignment with slacking group members.
“You didn’t have to,” You say suddenly as you both begin walking to the campus cafe.
“What?”
“Pay me back for the tutoring, I mean — I did it for fun and you already knew most of it, you just needed a nudge to memorise it all.”
“It’s fine,” He waves you off. “I did well, so..”
“And if you didn’t do well?”
He shrugs. “No treat for you then. It’s your lucky day.”
You smack him on the chest. “Ow!”
“I know what I’m doing,” you insist, and he rolls his eyes playfully before suddenly yelling, “Last one to the cafe’s paying the next time we eat with Jeonghan!” He sprints off.
Jeonghan’s a bottomless hole. You’re not losing to the 6 foot over man and half your pay the next time Jeonghan thinks it's interesting to challenge who can eat the most pasta in one sitting.
“You’re on!”
“How you doing?” Minghao asks, hands in pockets as he walks down the path with Seungcheol.
“Eh.” Seungcheol murmurs in response.
“Hey,” Minghao says. “Seriously, are you good? You look like you’re surviving off instant food and coffee right now.”
“Just sleepy,” Seungcheol sighs, rubbing his eyes. “The new song assignment is kicking my ass.”
Minghao chuckles. “Sure. You’re not suffering from Y/N withdrawal, are you?”
He swiftly dodges a kick to the shin.
As planned, he checks his phone. “Crap!”
“What?” Seungcheol yawns.
“Can you grab a coffee for me? I’ll be right back, I need to pass some stuff to the library assistant on shift before me.”
“Are you on duty today?”
“Later," Minghao says. "But the fellow says it's urgent."
"Do you want me to go with you? We both work there, anyway." Seungcheol offers.
"No!" Minghao almost shouts, way louder than he intended. "I mean... nah, it's all good. Just help me order, I'll be back in ten minutes."
“Okay,” Seungcheol shrugs, clearly too tired to process his words. “What do you want? I’ll get it for you.”
“Just an Americano.” Minghao does not like Americanos.
“Alright, catch you in a bit. Hurry back.”
“Thanks. See ya.” Minghao walks back the way they came, but only a short distance out of sight, where he’s agreed to meet Mingyu after the accountancy kid drops you off.
“God, I’m so unfit.” You pant, all while Mingyu races ahead of you.
“YN, come on! Hurry!” The boy is currently gesturing towards you.
You launch toward him, shoving him playfully. “Why are your legs so damn long?!”
You’re too busy playfighting each other that you don’t notice that you’ve reached the cafe.
Seungcheol can’t believe his eyes.
You said you were busy with work. Not with play-wrestling the giant that gave him your number in the first place. Not with coming in the direction of the cafe where you had your first ‘date’ together.
It could have been the exhaustion, but he feels tears rising to his eyes, a frown tugging his lips down. You didn’t really want to spend time with him, did you?
He walks towards the cafe door, opens it and steps out, praying that miraculously, you both won’t see him.
“Oh! Seungcheol?” He stops in his tracks at the sound of your voice.
Great.
Mingyu begins raising a hand in greeting, but his smile drops when he sees Seungcheol’s forlorn expression. Slowly, the look of realisation dawns on his face as he processes what the scene looks like.
You, telling Seungcheol you weren’t free for a while, yet seen coming to the cafe with Mingyu. Him, grabbing your hands to wrestle them away as you tried punching his arm. You, head thrown back in laughter. Him, laughing just as loudly. And Seungcheol seeing it all.
It so looked like you and Mingyu were on a date.
He splutters and half-chokes. “Um-!”
“Bye,” Seungcheol mutters, expression one that you can’t quite place as he begins walking away.
“Seungcheol, it’s not what it looks like-” Mingyu begins.
“It’s whatever,” Seungcheol says wearily. “I have to go. See you guys around.”
He leaves, posture slumped, Mingyu speechless while you look on in bewilderment. “What on earth was that?”
“I messed up, that’s what.” Mingyu sighs. “Let’s go find Minghao.”
“…Who’s Minghao?”
“You WHAT?!” Minghao half-shouts.
“I swear-”
“No, no, no! You had one job. You’re not swearing on anything! You screwed it all up!” Minghao groans, rubbing his temples as he leans against the wall. “Great. He’ll feel even worse now.”
“I don’t…wait. Are you two saying you tried to meddle to get us together??” You ask, eyebrows raised.
“Clearly didn’t work.” Mingyu sighs.
“Whose fault is that?!” Minghao shoots at Mingyu, arms folded like an angry parent.
“We would have gotten together on our own,” You complain. “Now he’s misunderstanding this whole thing and he’s upset.”
“Uh, no! You wouldn’t!” Minghao interrupts, pointing at you. “He’s down so bad and so are you and you both are just wallowing-”
“Never mind that, what do I do now?” You sigh in misery. “He’s mad and it’s my fault…”
“No, it was me.” Mingyu sounds apologetic. “I made him misunderstand. Swear, I didn’t mean to.”
“Damn right, you did.” Minghao rolls his eyes. He gestures to you. “Go on and find him. Meanwhile, we'll try not to die when Jeonghan comes."
You tilt your head in confusion. “Jeonghan? What’s this got to..."
At the withering look Minghao gives you, as if to ask, "That's what you're really focusing on now?" You perk right back up. "Oh! Got it!” And then you’re racing off, leaving both boys behind.
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
07. you had one job!
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જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
“Please, please pick up.” You mutter, jabbing at the call icon on Seungcheol’s contact.
It’s interrupted by Jeonghan’s call. “Hey. How’s it going?”
“Bad,” You sigh sadly. “He isn’t picking up and I can’t get into any room in his building without a music student card.”
“Oh…” Jeonghan lets out a breath. “I’m with the other two. I’ll hit them for you, if it helps.”
“No, probably not right now,” You reply, but you hear two consecutive yelps of “Ow!” in the background. You laugh reluctantly. “Right, does Minghao know where he could be? Other than his block.”
There’s a shuffle, and Minghao’s voice comes on the phone. “Hey. Uhh...he’s usually up in his studio or at the library. Or else the garden downstairs of the library. You went there yet?”
“No,” You say. “I panicked and didn’t even think about the library. I went straight to his block. I’ll go there now.”
He hums in agreement and you hang up, running in the direction of the library.
Seungcheol is full-on moping and sulking. He knows he shouldn’t, since you’re not technically together, but he thought this was going so well.
He was absolutely whipped for you, he could easily admit. When you said you were busy, he felt sad that he couldn’t share your stress and meet you to comfort you.
The day after you went out with him for the very first time, he went to the library for his shift and smiled the whole day. Minghao told him he needed help, and he didn’t even get offended.
And now… Seungcheol doesn’t know what to feel. His phone has been buzzing for a while, and he knows it’s probably Minghao asking where the hell he’s gone. Minghao must have been so confused when he came back to the cafe for Seungcheol to just disappear.
He turns his phone over when he gets a call, and he sees your name flashing on his screen. He sighs and leans back against the headboard of his bed.
His hand reaches for his phone… and pauses. The vibration stops after a while, and when he opens up his phone, he sees five missed calls from you, and about twenty texts, from you and Minghao.
His fingers hover over your contact, and he makes his decision. He turns the phone back face down, lying down and wrapping himself in his blanket.
“He’s not here!” You’re half-crying into the phone.
“None of those places?”
“None!”
“Maybe he’s at the dorm.” Minghao says. “I’ll go back there and see. You can’t go in the boys’ dorm anyway.”
“Okay, call me.”
Jeonghan and Mingyu turn up to bring you back to your dorm, and when they see your eyes, red and a little swollen with crying, they’re quick to comfort you.
“Don’t cry.” Jeonghan coos, swiping at your cheeks. "You didn't know. It was an honest mistake.”
Mingyu seems worse off than you, starting to sniffle slightly after he sees your tears. “I’m sorry!” He babbles. “I didn’t mean to make him misunderstand — I feel awful. Wasn't my intention, promise!”
“You two, don’t cry!” Jeonghan laughs, pulling you both into a hug. “It’s okay! Minghao’s gonna find him and we’ll make sure you both talk. Don’t — oh, man, my shirt!” He switches up and starts complaining as Mingyu starts full-on crying into his shoulder.
After they walk you back, you hug them in thanks, and they rock you back and forth to stop your tears.
At least, as funny as it looked, you had two friends who would cry with you, and another new friend who would walk around the whole school just to find the boy you were irrevocably head over heels for.
“This gotta stop.” Minghao says, leaning against the doorframe of Seungcheol’s room.
“What?” Seungcheol sniffles. He’s under his blankets, music playing in the background to distract him. He has his lyric notebook in front of him and he’s trying to write, but he keeps dropping his pen and leaning back, mouth turned down in a semi-permanent frown.
“The running off. I was making calls and running around, you know?” Minghao stretches and winces when his back cracks.
“Mhmm.”
“It was a misunderstanding, Cheol.”
At that, he looks up. “Huh?”
“It was..one of our ideas. Jeonghan and Mingyu and me.”
Seungcheol wipes his tears and sits up straight. “What’re you talking about?”
“We may or may not have wanted to speed you two up. So we may or may not have made a plan to get you both to the cafe. We’re sorry for that. But she isn’t dating Mingyu, idiot.”
Seungcheol can’t believe his ears now. “You what?!”
Minghao shrugs. “No one guessed you’d misunderstand and disappear on us. Y/N’s been panicking for hours. Cried once on the phone.”
“She cried?” Seungcheol looks panicky. Then his eyes narrow. “So you three were meddling-”
“Oh my god you two are exactly the same,” Minghao groans. “We’re sorry! But you two were crushing on each other so bad and none of you were doing anything about confessing!”
“We would have gotten together on our own!” Seungcheol cries out. “Don’t people usually go out a few times before getting together for real?”
“Match made in heaven, really,” Minghao shakes his head. “You were so excited for the study date— just studying! And Jeonghan told me Y/N wouldn’t shut up about it either. And I know you, you would never confess on your own."
Seungcheol flops back down on his bed. “She hates me now. I ran off before I let her explain.”
“It’s alright, she doesn't hate you. She feels more sorry than anything.”
“What?! What do you mean? No, no, no! I should be sorry!” Seungcheol cries out in a panic again, shoving his head in his hands and melting down.
Minghao leaves his room in a frustrated huff.
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
08. perdendosi
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writer's note: a/n: in music theory, perdendosi is an expression used to describe 'getting gradually quieter and dying away'. thought it was a good metaphor to use and a good chance to refresh my crusty music knowledge lmao thank you for reading ✨
"Hello?"
“Hey...I’m downstairs.”
“Okay, wait for me. I’ll be right down.”
“Hey,” Seungcheol says, hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
“Hey you.” You reply quietly, walking over to take a seat on the bench next to him.
He sees your mildly red eyes and frowns, upset. “I’m sorry.”
Your head jerks up at that. “What?” You ask incredulously. “Why are you apologising? You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“For running off like that.” He sighs. “I must have made you upset.”
“I get it, Cheol.” You place a hand on his. “I get why you misunderstood and I’m sorry for that too-”
“No, no! Don’t be sorry! You didn’t know. And I figured I was overreacting because you didn’t feel the-” He stops himself, embarrassed.
“What did you say?” You ask, eyes wide.
“N-nothing!”
“No, tell me. What were you going to say?” You insist.
“I..I mean I like you a lot and I was jealous so that’s why I overreacted! And I know you maybe don’t feel the same so you got confused about why I was so angry and I swear I didn’t want to tell you this way-” He puts his head in his hands.
“Seungcheol-”
“And you can ignore me for the rest of my life! I won’t be mad and I’m literally so sorry you have to hear this-”
“Seungcheol!” You take his shoulders to make him look at you.
“H-huh?”
“Seungcheol… who told you that… I don’t feel the same?” You ask, trying not to smile at his utterly bewildered expression.
“What?”
“I’m not sure if anyone’s told you, and by that I mean Han or Gyu,” you continue, slightly smiling now. “I don’t go out with people I’m not interested in.”
“You-”
“I can literally show you my texts with Han,” you say, shrugging. “I called you the cute library boy at the start, and I freaked out after we had breakfast the other day.”
"But-"
"And the bouquet you got me," You carry on, "The flowers are still alive and just as pretty. I ordered a vase for them, and it came late so I was so worried they were gonna wilt before I got it. I arranged it really nicely, you know."
He blushes at the mention of the flowers, and you laugh at how red his ears have gone. “…Same. The freaking out, I mean,” he admits shyly. “Minghao blocked me after that and didn’t talk to me because I wouldn’t shut up.”
“You’re cute!” You let out a giggle, and reach out to pinch his beetroot-coloured cheeks.
“Stop it,” He pouts. “I still got the wrong idea and it was silly of me not to just ask.”
“Don’t be silly.” You wave his apology off. “I made you misunderstand. So we're even. We were just both being idiots.”
“I’m your idiot.” He suddenly says, and as if it was even possible, you swear he blushes even more. But before he can retract what he said, you nod confidently, reaching out to hug him. He immediately pulls you in, rocking you back and forth and smoothing out your hair.
“Yep,” you say, arms wrapping around his middle. “You’re my idiot. I’m your idiot, too. If we’re both going to be idiots, we may as well be together.”
“So let’s get together,” he says as he suddenly pulls away, eyes wide, in a sudden burst of confidence. A couple days from now, he will scream into his pillow in embarrassment upon recollection. But for now, his smile is so wide it’s hurting his cheeks.
He leans forward, his grin now turning a bit cheeky.
“I hope you have no objections?”
The smile and accompanying nod you give in return is so bright, it beats any sun and moon and gold and promise he’s ever seen.
The sound of your laughter carries on as you launch yourself into his awaiting arms. His eyes squeeze shut as he entwines himself around you, soaking in the bliss and the joy that is you both, together.
Seungcheol's sitting down at his desk. He just made sure you got into the building safely before he trekked back to his own.
The inspiration for his song hits him as soon as remembers the look on your face. The lyrics he pens down in his notebook flow through him like water, so easily and so smoothly it's like he always knew it in the back of his head and in his heart.
But he didn't, actually, not until now. But he knows he'll never forget.
The flowers look a little more vibrant to you. Alive, breathing, just being, even as they sit in your vase that came late. You never knew flowers could look this beautiful.
Maybe the magic had a little to do with the sender.
You snap a photo of the flowers again for memory's sake, their shadows dancing against the wall in your darkened room. When you look at the photo, they're beautiful, but they're not the same as the ones you're seeing. You laugh out in relief and joy, and lay back on your bed, eyes already closing from the excitement of tonight.
It's okay if you didn't see it in the photo. You didn't need a photo to remember it, anyway. You'd never forget.
bonus: after they get home!
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
09. objection?
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@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts @jj-ever-lovely-jewel @90s-belladonna @gh0stbonez @k07-1313
writer's note: one chap before the last :( we're coming to the end of my first ever series! sad to let this go but also excited for what's to come in the future 🥲thank you for reading ✨
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
10. love song
prev. masterlist.
series taglist 🤍:
@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts @jj-ever-lovely-jewel @90s-belladonna @gh0stbonez @k07-1313 (extra thank you for the support!)
writer's note: aaandd... curtains close 🎙️🧑⚖️ this is the last chapter and omg i'm NOT READY to let this fic go 😭 been so much fun with this fic and i hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it <3 to anyone who's read/liked/reblogged/commented, thank you so much!! i really appreciate it 🫡🥰
thank you so much for reading 🤍
hiii!! i hope u’re doing fine! your bf texts are so adorableee… if it’s possible, can i request a cheol version pls?? thank you!! ❥
ᥫ᭡ CHOI SEUNGCHEOL BOYFRIEND TEXTS
pairings: choi seungcheol x reader
warnings: none
a/n: im dong fine anon, i hope ure doing fine as well~ i live for sulky cheol.
