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oh if youre feeling like it could you please elaborate on jihoon x lipstick kisses trend :(( bc youre so right he'd totally try to play it cool while his cheeks neck and ears are all red :( i can hear his little giggles already

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hii!! ofc here you go :) hope you've been well!

when you asked jihoon if you could do the lipstick trend, he was clueless until you showed him the video and he just looked at you. "umm...okay", he says because how can he say no when you're looking at him like that. (and he was gonna get kisses so) and you're jumping up and down, already having the lipstick in your hands because you came ready and were really excited about it.

you sit next to jihoon on the couch and apply the lipstick and he watches you with a amused smile because you're really excited lol. you peck his cheek and give him a first kiss, your lips lingering for a few seconds as you were making sure the impression came on his cheek. you pull away and exclaim happily upon seeing the result.

"is it okay?", he asks and you nod quickly before scooting closer and cupping his cheeks and peppering kisses all over his face. he'd honestly try to play it cool and act like this isn't a big deal but if you could hear his heart right now because it was beating so fast and his cheeks were heating up with every kiss. he'd secretly be loving all the kisses and attention he was getting right now. you pull away and see him smiling.

"someone's happy", you say when you catch him smiling and he tries to play it off but you he can't hide it from you. he ends up letting a soft chuckle and smiling ear to ear.

seventeen as boyfriends: THE 500 EVENT

hello all, and welcome to fairyhaos' 500 followers event masterlist!

for this event, we'll be having headcanons of each member of seventeen being sent out in the order listed below over the course of 13 days. they will be posted at midnight on the dates listed according to kst time, so stay tuned for each members' editions!

this is an event that i'm holding to thank you for being able to get me to this place. thank you for being so welcoming to me, and appreciative of me and my works. that's something i'm forever going to be grateful for.

and now, onto the works !

︴seventeen as boyfriends

seungcheol edition [05/06]

jeonghan edition [06/06]

joshua edition [07/06]

junhui edition [08/06]

hoshi edition [09/06]

wonwoo edition [10/06]

jihoon edition [11/06]

minghao edition [12/06]

mingyu edition [13/06]

dokyeom edition [14/06]

seungkwan edition [15/06]

hansol edition [16/06]

chan edition [17/06]

event taglist (comment/ send an ask to be added): @rubywonu ,, @cinnamoroxie ,, @belladaises ,, @wheeboo ,, @minhui896 ,, @slytherinshua ,, @kokoiinuts ,, @jun-of-love ,, @dandycharmer ,, @sweet-like-caramel ,, @hannyoontify ,, @doesthismeannothingtoyou ,, @fashionminghao ,, @icysungho ,, @butiluvu

note: my general requests are also now open!! send in reqs for timestamps, reactions, fics, anything at all :)

okay imagine like with svt (either ot13 or minghao jihoon and seungkwan pls) you’re studying for some test in eng / a language other than korean and you go to them with like the tiniest handwriting, tons of notes, all on one page all proud and theyre just like “…now wtf does this say bro” love u axie (if i can call u that) take a rest and i love u sooo so much! u can dm me if my req is a little confusing <33

speaking your native language in their presence ♡

a/n. the way i RAN to write this!! it took a moment ngl but phew, i’m done!! thank you for requesting, hopefully you like it roxie!!! and ofc you can call me axie, it makes my heart melt ngl <3

also i had a race with time to finish it before you go on a hiatus i was STRESSING LMAO but i made it 😌

warnings. cursing >:T

oh and for anyone interested i also have enha && skz && bts versions of this!!

┆彡 SEUNGCHEOL [ 승철 ]

mans so used to talking w you in korean that he kind of??? forgot??

so once you were talking with your mom over the phone and his mouth went ajar

like that man was ready to call the exorcist

and then it clicked and he was like oh ☺️

after the shock went away he swore he fell in love over n over again

loves hearing you talk in your native tongue :(

he’s so entertained by it too, like i swear he’s like a kid (affectionate)

you were laying in seungcheol’s arms, head nuzzled into his neck. his big arms held you tightly and he softly drew shapes onto your skin.

“and… seventeen?” his question made you smile. you translated how the number sounds in your native language.

and cheol started giggling.

“sev…enteen… it’s so.. rustly” he chuckled, attempting to say it “oh! what about our songs?”

“well… hot would be hot” you barely finished and seungcheol was giggling like a teenager. it was so contagious that you couldn’t help but start laughing too. but then he attempted to say it and failed horribly, causing a full on hysteric laughter from both of you.

maybe it was the late hour or his failed attempts. whatever it was, it felt so heartwarming.

he will learn with your help a couple of basic phrases!!

due to his busy schedule he can’t study on his own but once he has some free time he’s doing those duolingo lessons LIKE A FREAK

oh and also

if he’s pouting bc he’s in a bad mood, all it takes is a kiss and a nickname thrown at him in your native language ^_^

┆彡 JEONGHAN [ 정한 ]

he’s like a cat – curious but won’t let it show

shushes everyone in the room if you’re talking to your friends or parents in your native language through the phone :”)

obviously so they hear you better duh (not because he wants to listen, duh)

will learn some phrases on his own so you two can communicate (and cheat) while you’re playing games w his friends hehe

he absolutely fell in love with the kitchen of your home country like 😭😭😭

and and he absolutely adores the names of the dishes, esp when you pronounce them so effortlessly

it unlocked something in him….. sure he had a soft spot for you but now oh boy

“hannie…” you whined, tugging his sleeve.

you had a small fight, well… more of a disagreement: he wanted some ramyeon and you were craving (dish name). obviously he folded in half and knew he’s done for the second the dish name rolled off your tongue so satisfyingly.

“please? we didn’t have it in a while! we can order (dish name no2) too? pleasepleasepleaseee” you pouted. jeonghan sighed dramatically, raising his eyebrows.

“okay. but say it one more time” he grunted, a smile creeping on his face.

“you’re so weird” you mumbled amusingly in your native language and he frowned

“hey, i understood that!” jeonghan scoffed, causing you to chuckle.

he looks at you with literal hearts in his eyes whenever you speak your native language, just saying <\\3

when he’s feeling extremely soft, usually when you’re about to go to sleep cuddled n all, he’ll ask you to just whisper some random stories

it lulls him to sleep so fast

please also caress his hair he’ll melt on spot 🥹

┆彡 JOSHUA [ 조슈아 ]

he knows the struggles of feeling away from home so the second you start feeling homesick he’s there to make you feel better:”)

shua loves hearing you mutter some random words, for example when you’re counting or something

will also ask for music recommendations and he will learn some of the songs so he can sing them while playing the guitar

also he’s INVESTED

like,, shua will watch you scribble down in your mother tongue mesmerised

it’s not that fun, however, when you’re in a rush and you left him a note with a grocery list scribbled down

… and a couple of things in your native language…. messily written that even the translator doesn’t understand it…

“uhhh… y/n, darling?” joshua’s voice rung in your ears as you picked up the incoming face time call. you smiled upon seeing his cute but puzzled face.

“yes, baby? also good morning to you too” you hummed, fixing your earphones. his face lit up upon seeing you

“oh woah, you look good today. but i’m in a bit of a pickle…” he hesitated, the camera turning around. you noticed the note you left behind and your eyes widened upon realising that you wrote some of the items in (language name).

“oh” you giggled.

“oh indeed” he shook his head with a loving smile “and even the translator doesn’t–“

“it’s butter, flour and cucumbers” you explained and joshua let out a dramatic, relieved sigh

he notes down the words after such incidents so he doesn’t have to call you eveytime

and it’s safe to say that he’s build a quite big vocabulary so far

and he’s always so proud like

“hey y/n i bought the (cucumbers in your language) you wanted!” with the widest grin ever

┆彡 JUNHUI [ 文俊辉 ]

my mans woke up one day and decided to learn your language

bought books, textbooks, audiobooks, duolingo plus (or premium, however it’s called) and casually managed to learn A LOT

he just loves the way it sounds and aspires to talk so fluently like you

ofc he knows he still has a lot to learn but don’t underestimate him

and the main reason when he’s gonna use it it’s just… bothering you ^_^

“–and then he gave me flowers! yeah! he’s the sweetest!” you were gossiping with your bestie over the phone, peeking at jun calmly reading a book “ugh, i know! i know, i know, i know, shut up!”

jun just smirked, getting ready to say something.

“trust me, i’d drop on my knee right here right now if i weren’t such a chicken” you giggled and blush creeped on your cheeks when you met your boyfriend’s curious gaze

“i’d prefer to do it, to be honest, but you’re such a cutie” jun said calmly in (language name) and casually returned to his book. your mouth fell ajar as your bestie started squealing over the fact that he spoke (language name)… apparently.

jun just winked and you cleared your throat, hanging up quickly.

“what was that?!” you laughed and he just shook his head with a mischievous smile.

he’s such a gremlin >:(

so yeah, expect him to start spilling tea in your native language as an excuse to 1) spend more time w you 2) practice his skills

but as i said he’s??? like?? almost fluent??? his accent is so so adorable too <|\3

he’s so smug abt it as well

like if you ask him, he’ll pretend like he doesn’t know a thing in (language name)

but if he’s abt to bully you (affectionately) he’ll come up with the most creative nicknames known to a humankind

also, if you have siblings… he WILL gossip w them in your mother tongue too 😐

┆彡 SOONYOUNG [ 순영 ]

oh boy.

he’s so so curious to hear you say even one (1) thing in your language

but totally misses it when you actually say some words throughout the day

obviously knows one word: tiger (wow shocking?!!!)

and uses it sm 😭 he has your contact name written as my tiger but my is in korean and tiger in your native language 🥹

he calls you like that often, it’s like a new nickname for you

he may be not so invested into actually learning it but your culture tho!!! esp dancing n music… sigh <\\3

you stepped into your apartment, the weight of this tiring day on your shoulders. as you lazily took off your shoes and put the bag with groceries into the ground you realised something.

the song playing in the background was strangely similar. suddenly it clicked. it was a popular song by an artist from your country! just when you realised, the sound of shoes squeaking against the wooden floor stopped.

“are you dancing to… (song title)?” you breathed out as your boyfriend popped out from behind the corner.

“yeah! i love the vibe of the song!” he grinned and gave you a welcome kiss. after pulling away you could see the gears were turning in his head “could you translate the lyrics?”

as you made your way to the practice room, you hummed the song underneath your breath. and in this moment soonyoung’s heart skipped a beat.

since that moment it’s like a routine that you sing/hum him to sleep some songs in your native language

or just whisper some stories

he’s out like a baby fr

ALSO

a big enjoyer of the soap operas

he’ll binge them with you or alone and be actually invested in the drama

that’s how he also learned curse words ☺️☺️

┆彡 WONWOO [ 원우 ]

oh my precious nonu :((

he adores it sm when you speak your native language

when you’re shy abt it he just has to use all of his willpower to prevent himself from squealing like a teenage girl

will ask you to teach him and it’s just so so soft *screams*

you’ll be laying in bed, in his arms as you read through the textbook and explain the grammar of the sentence given

and he’ll repeat it in tiny 🥹

it’s so so wholesome

but.

you let out a sigh, the grasp on your mouse tightening. wonwoo noticed and let out a chuckle.

“what’s up?” he asked, peeking at your screen.

“the fucking skeleton won’t leave me alone” you grunted in your mother tongue, earning a gasp from him. suddenly the arrow that the minecraft skeleton shot hit you and you fell down from the tree at top of which were you hiding “fuck!”

“baby!” he laughed hysterically, his head thrown back. your eyes widened, realising the curse words

“sorry! why is this stupid block game making me emotional?! ignore me” you scoffed and he just shook his head, smiling proudly at the new knowledge he obtained.

he finds it so endearing when you swear in your native language 😭😭😭

and it’s such a bad habit, especially when you play games together, that he started doing it too???

wonwoo laughs that you’re a bad influence but secretly he loves the way the curses roll of tongue 😭😭

┆彡 JIHOON [ 지훈 ]

you could sneeze and you’re literally inspiring him to write 82837492 songs

so when he heard you talk in (language name) he was just like in another dimension

he’s smiling like an idiot fr his friends thought something was wrong but it was just you <3

uh however he kind of… never saw your handwriting in (language name)

and once you were studying for an important exam and mans had a heart attack

“hey y/nnie have you seen my…?” his voice died out in his throat upon seeing you and your notes. they were all scribbled in a tiny handwriting in some… letters he didn’t fully recognise. you had like five A4 pages of such notes.

jihoon blinked repeatedly, trying to think if he wasn’t in the sun for too long today – his eyes must be playing a trick on him.

“look! im so happy with the outcome, it looks so cute!” you grinned and turned around to see him almost hyperventilating “hoonie?”

“what–“ he frowned, pointing with his finger at one of the pages. what is going on?

“it’s in (language name), dumbass” you scoffed, everything suddenly making sense to him “it helps me understand stuff better”

“oh” he grunted, shifting his gaze to the page with little drawings “what does it say?”

“oh it’s the–“ you started explaining, throwing in some words in your mother tongue subconsciously. he just smiled and listened attentively.

lmao

regarding that, he enjoys just listening to you as you study and whisper some of the words/sentences in your mother tongue!

it really calms him down and usually puts to sleep to <\\\3

oh oh! and when you caress his hair while doing so… ah, he’s so whipped

he has tons of songs that are unreleased… and yes, you guessed correctly, with your consent he used some of your voice memos n all in the background

the songs are so cute :( he’s really proud of them too!! and it’s so sweet that it’s just… for the both of you <3

please leave in his studio some “i love you!” or “have a good day” sticky notes, preferably in (language name) or with translations?! he’ll melt :[

also another one that reaaaally likes the curse words >:T

┆彡 SEOKMIN [ 석민 ]

from the moment he met you he was always curious about your culture n native language but never pushed you to speak it n all

and gradually while dating him you started using it more and he started paying more attention

like he didn’t notice before that the funny sound you do while dropping something is actually cursing! 😀

what’s surprising, he understands a lot – maybe it’s the context or just some magical powers

but sometimes you can communicate like you say something in (language name) and he answers in korean bc he understood

and he’s so so in love with your accent and the way your face lights up when you speak it your mother of tongue

but for the love of god please – somehow – stop speaking it in your sleep, he’s gonna have a heart attack one day 🥰🥰

dokyeom stirred in his sleep, slowly waking up. he wasn’t sure why but suddenly he heard something.

it was definitely something. he sat straightly, narrowing his brows confused. what is that sound? is that a burglar? or…?

he looked over at you. no, you were sleeping peacefully. seokmin looked around the dark room, his heart speeding up. was this a nightmare? or was he just going insane?

then again. no, it must be someone saying something. something that he can’t understand.

then it clicked and he looked at you. your mouth was moving slightly, incoherent (language name) words being spoken.

he scoffed and went back to sleep, pulling you closer.

it took him so much time to get used to that but anyways 🏃‍♀️💨

and he’ll definitely make fun of you for that too (as if he didn’t have a whole ass jumpscare)

he absolutely adores ballads in (language name), it’s like his new obsession

and he tries to sing them, with the cutest accent ever :(

will occasionally twist some words but it’s okay, he’s enjoying himself 🫶

┆彡 MINGYU [ 민규 ]

this dork

he always acknowledged your native language n all but unlike dk he asks u to speak it 24/7

like, you don’t get it: he’s obsessed.

you could insult him in his face in (language name) and he’ll look at you with hearts in his eyes

he wants to learn it, he really does, but it’s just so frustrating when he fails :(

mingyu was sitting at the dinner table, his food long forgotten while he was biting at the end of the pencil. glasses sitting at the bridge of his nose, brows furrowed.

“gyu? you’re still here?” your voice snapped him back to reality, eyes widening. you rubbed your eyes.

“yeah i just don’t get it…” he whined, shoulders slumping “i understand the words but they don’t make a logical sentence in my head”

“baby…” you chuckled softly and stood behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso and resting your chin on his shoulder.

he grabbed his food, cold now, and slowly chewed on it as you explained everything.

“because look. this word, what does it mean?” you asked, noticing that he’s eating so you just scoffed and continued “girl, right? but this ending here added means girl’s. and this? old. but those letters here? they make it an adjective, so…?”

“older?” he asked, puppy eyes glaring at you with adoration. you nodded with encouragement and he tried again “so… the girl’s older brother had a dog?”

“yeah! good job baby! now let’s go to sleep, hm? i’m tired” you giggled and pecked his cheek. he nodded proudly.

kisses really motivate him btw >:)

he watches those yt videos of people teaching and giving tips but he loves when you give him private tutoring lessons 🫶

will often cook you some regional dishes in return

generally, he enjoys exploring your national cuisine ^_^

also would love to go to (country name) w you and take some pics…

… or propose there

so just go there w him already! 🙄

┆彡 MINGHAO [ 徐明浩 ]

shut up i want him

you’re each other’s private tour guides 😭

museum dates are such a must, and you’re just talking abt something that impacted a certain artwork (like cultural event in history or something) and he just listens genuinely interested!! and vice versa

loves when you read out loud poetry in your native language :(

started taking lessons?? like one day you woke up and he was just on a zoom call saying something like “my name is minghao” with the cutest smile ever

and you’re like?????

he’s such a fast learner 🥹 hao believes it’s because he truly wants to learn in order to communicate with you 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

but that didn’t prepare you for what was about to come next…

don’t let him near your parents. he WILL gossip with them abt you.

“does she swear a lot?” your mom’s voice reached your ears as you walked into the your apartment, grocery bags in your hands. your parents were visiting you and minghao but…

“like a sailor! no, i’m joking. of course she doesn’t. she does snore a lot, though” your boyfriend giggled and you let out a dramatic gasp.

“hao!” you whined and they both looked at you, not really caring that you’re here now.

“i guess she has that after her father” your mom chuckled and minghao noticed her tea is almost finished, so he poured some more in “oh, you’re such a gentleman”

“it would be a crime if i wasn’t in a presence of such an beautiful lady” he hummed and sent you a playful look. you just rolled your eyes and started unpacking the groceries.

“gentleman my ass” you grunted quietly.

“y/n!” your mom frowned and suddenly you heard someone standing up. in no time minghao hugged you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck

“i just told your mom you don’t swear, honey” he murmured in korean

“well, ass is not a swear word” you pouted. minghao chuckled and helped you unpack the bag.

“you’re right, it’s a part of human body but i am surely more than that” your boyfriend teased and you just nudged his arm, rolling your eyes once again.

i feel like it might take a while but he’ll actually manage to be fluent?

so when you sadly forget a bit of (language name) due to mostly using korean and make a mistake, it’s almost like that mingyu-joshua moment

and hao is the one correcting you 😭

and your just like?? excuse me?? it was just a mispronunciation🙄☝️

but he doesn’t let it go and teases you >:(

┆彡 SEUNGKWAN [ 승관 ]

he straight up asked you one day to teach him some (language name) bc he thought it sounded cute <|3

and you’re like 🥹 yeah 🥹

but uh, he’s not a very patient student and gives up quickly 😭😭

but it’s okay!! he tried n also has a busy schedule so it’s understandable

nevertheless, he still adores when you speak your mother tongue

esp when you call him nicknames sigh

however our lovely boo kind of forgot how the written letters vary from spoken words

“what are you doing?” seugkwan hummed intrigued upon seeing you scribble something on paper. you looked up and met his soft gaze.

“oh, this? this is a crossword! korean ones are still too difficult for me so my friend sent me a couple of those in (language name)” you explained and tapped the paper with the tip of your pencil. he frowned, looking at the letters in brackets

“what the fuck” kwan grunted confused. not only he didn’t recognise some of the letters but it was also the fact that they were going vertically. you scoffed and let out a sudden gasp, filling in a new word. seungkwan watched you amused, how swiftly you wrote down the letters on paper “what is it?”

“it’s umm, a historical reference. a surname of one guy, you know” you hummed. seungkwan sat down next to you and watched you fill the crossword, occasionally translating the questions and words you put in while you explained what they meant and why were they the answer.

in no time this turned into a couple activity: sometimes like this, sometimes he did a korean one and you watched, sometimes you solved them at the same time - him in korean, you in your mother tongue

he learned a lot of words thanks to this

and he has the cutest accent ever like i swear 🥹

seungkwan loves watching soap operas too like he lives for the drama

often repeats (shouts) what the characters are shouting too LMAO

so you’re chilling and suddenly you hear “get out of my house! now!” with his accent

also watches movies n animations in (language name) to learn some new words

he knows all the disney songs in (language) and majority of them he knows by a heart <\3

so you just sometimes blast let it go or under the sea in (language name) and sing along >_<

┆彡 VERNON [ 버논 ]

this menace

he’s so chill about it

secretly loves when you accidentally sneak some words in your language it’s just so adorable

or when you forget a word and try to describe it… n then you give up and say it in (language name) just to see him smile <\\\\3

he decided that he’ll learn some random words??? like for example he just likes how umbrella sounds in (language name) so he just?? learned how to spell and say it

and uses it in random moments too like he’s so goofy <\3

you were casually chatting with his members, a raging discussion about whether mint chocolate ice cream is such a controversial topic in your country as well.

“i wouldn’t say so? people don’t… really care? a lot of people i know like it, actually! a bigger dispute would rather be some casual stuff like, do you sleep in socks or not… or which goes first: cereal or milk” you explained, looking at vernon. you could almost hear gears turning in his head, knowing what’s about to come

“toothpick” he said in (language name) suddenly, causing everyone to look at him confused. you started laughing at how serious he was when he said it; he started laughing too, it was simply contagious.

his friends looked at you completely flabbergasted, not sure what happened.

“i think they officially lost it” minghao mumbled, a smile creeping on his lips as you and vernon laughed like maniacs.

he always finds the most unfunny memes funny, like it could be even a meme from 2015 and he’d laugh

sends them to you too

and surprisingly?? he’s on track with the newest memes in your country like??

will know the most basic phrases too but sometimes mixes them

do you hand him a piece of orange bc he asked you to and then he goes “goodbye”

and you’re like?? 😭

but he tried okay?!

┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]

chan is super hyped about hearing you talk in (language name), it just amazes him how easily you switch between languages

but he never asked u to speak to him bc he didn’t want to feel you pressured or something

but whenever at home you just forget a word he loves when you say it in (language name) even if he doesn’t understand shit

or when you’re just so excited and into a convo and you don’t notice that you sneaked a few foreign words :”)

he always repeats them after you quietly ^_^

one day though, he’s just feeling soft and tired and his brain shut off

“y/n… can you say something in (language name)?” chan whispered suddenly, forcing his eyes to open and peek at you. you hummed, pushing some stray strands of hair that fell onto his forehead. laying on your sides but facing each other, chan noticed how your cheeks flushed pink.

“well… you’re not going to understand me anyways but… i love you. so, so much. i’m so grateful to have you in my life, you make me feel at ease. i can’t imagine my life without you…” you hummed and he noticed how your voice broke when you started the next sentence “and it hurts me to see when you put too much pressure on yourself, baby. you think you’re not good enough but to me, your members and your fans… and literally everyone else, you are. you so are, channie…”

he panicked once you teared up, fully awake. chan pulled you closer, calming you down

“i’m sorry” he mumbled, heart breaking at the sound of your sobs. you just scoffed, shaking your head

“don’t apologise, i just love you so much” you mumbled into his shirt and he swore he was about to melt.

i feel like deep down he knew what you meant <\3

anyways,,

if he hears about one (1) event even slightly connected with (country name) he’ll drag you there so you can feel at home for a moment (as if he’s not your home) and also translate some stuff for him

absolutely loves when you call him nicknames in your mother tongue, like

you could call him the goofiest and cheesiest nickname and he’s squealing like a teenage girl

but then he calls you the same or finds some new nicknames on the internet

sometimes to make you laugh or confuse he’ll put a sentence or a question to google translate and it’ll just… translate it so bad

“what do you mean ‘where’s the broccoli dog??’” you frown and he just laughs his ass off bc 1) it mistranslated OR 2) he purposely put some silly stuff to make you puzzled

[ masterlist <3 ]

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helloo >___< this is my first time to do something like thiss so… can you do something like a reaction of seventeen when they kiss their someone and reader responds w “stop i have a bf” as a joke ! i just saw it on tiktok ! i hope u get it t___t

love u and ur works btw!!! thank you for writing <3 keep on slaying ^__^

thank you so much for your request <3 I had so much fun writing this, hope you'll enjoy reading it as well 🫶🏼

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CHOI SEUNGCHEOL 

𓆩♡𓆪 You decided to prank him as he was leaving for work, thinking he’d be too distracted to notice. “Okay, see you tonight, honey,” he put a hand on your cheek and gave you a quick peck. “What are you doing? I have a boyfriend.” His brain malfunctioned for a second and he just stood there with furrowed brows and a confused face. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND. I’M YOUR BOYFRIEND.” Turns into a whiny, pouty and ANGRY baby, not liking your prank whatsoever. You had to remind him he’d be late for practice, but he’d not care at all. You’d  have to apologise with lots of kisses, but he’d probably still be sulky. 

YOON JEONGHAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 He’d catch onto your prank immediately. You can’t outdo the doer, period. He walked up to you, as you entered the house, kissing you gently. You tried to put on your best act, as you knew he wasn’t easy to fool. “You can’t kiss me, Hannie. I have a boyfriend,” you said in a hushed tone. He’d simply look at you with a straight face and go “yeah, sure. How was work, by the way?” and walked away, with no reaction at all. You’d be a bit sad that it didn’t work, but still, it’s not like you had big expectations for it to work. Jeonghan would notice your reaction to the failed prank and give you some extra kisses as an apology. 

HONG JOSHUA 

𓆩♡𓆪 Would be so confused, because he didn’t understand the prank. “Hey darling, what do you want for dinner?” he’d come up to you and peck the corner of your lips. “Joshua!” “What?” “I have a boyfriend, you can’t kiss me.” You could see his brain trying to comprehend what you’d just said. “Well yeah, I’m your boyfriend?” he’d say and give you a confused look. You’d just roll your eyes and try to explain the prank. At first he’d think that you meant that your relationship was a prank, which made you facepalm yourself. “Forget it. Let’s order dinner.” 

WEN JUNHUI 

𓆩♡𓆪 Please, it would make him so upset. You were watching a TV show, and at some point he leaned in to give you a sweet kiss. “Stop, I have a boyfriend,” you said, trying your best to keep a straight face. “Oh, okay,” he’d say and turn his gaze away from you. It would take him a couple of seconds to understand what exactly you’d just said. He’d scoff at you and scoot to the other edge of the couch, to get as far away from you as he possibly could. “That wasn’t funny,” he’d say and cross his arms, like an angry child. You’d laugh at his reaction and throw yourself at him, hugging him tightly. 

KWON SOONYOUNG 

𓆩♡𓆪 “Get away from me, Soonyoung. I have a boyfriend.” Would be up and ready to fight your imaginary boyfriend. Wouldn't care and wouldn’t listen to you trying to explain that it was just a silly prank, taking it WAY too seriously. It would take some time for him to calm down and listen to you, finally understanding that you didn’t mean what you said. He’d try to give you a silent treatment for making fun of him, but would give up after seeing your upset expression. 

JEON WONWOO

𓆩♡𓆪 Another one that you cannot prank. You’d be at a dinner with your friends, and when he made sure that no one was paying attention, gave you a quick peck on your lips. “Wonwoo, you can’t do that. I have a boyfriend,” you’d try to sound as offended as you could. You’d also give yourself right away, as you started laughing at his unbothered and slightly annoyed expression. He'd probably give you a side eye as well, finding your little prank silly and pointless. “You’re so bad at this, it’s almost hilarious.” In the end, he’d have to apologise in kisses, as you accused him of being mean to you. 

LEE JIHOON

𓆩♡𓆪 Kissing pranks on Jihoon is like one of the worst ideas ever, you’re not sure what exactly had gotten into you. It would be on one of the rare occasions where he would kiss out of his own will. “Stop,” you’d put a hand on his chest. “I have a boyfriend.” His face would go blank, no emotions apparent whatsoever. He’d roll his eyes at you and smirk with a head shake. “You seriously thought this would work?” he’d ask. “No?” Lesson learned, never try to prank Jihoon. 

XU MINGHAO 

𓆩♡𓆪 One of the many drama queens. “You look adorable today,” he’d giggle and kiss you lovingly. “Stop Hao, I have a boyfriend,” you’d say and push him away. The second these words left your mouth, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened in disbelief. At first he wouldn't be able to say anything, being taken aback with your words, but would throw a tantrum right after. He’d gesticulate with his hands in annoyance and get so petty with you, making you taste your own medicine. Would probably ignore you for the rest of the day, until he started to miss you. 

KIM MINGYU 

𓆩♡𓆪 You loved tricking Mingyu, as he almost never caught up to the fact that he was being pranked. He’d kiss you before going to bed, already half asleep. “I have a boyfriend, Mingyu, you can’t just kiss me.” you’d say in a worried tone, making his eyes go wide in surprise. “Oh, right. Sorry,” he’d say and waddle to the bedroom. You’d stay in the same place, crossing your arms and waiting for him to realise. “YOU HAVE A WHAT?” he’d yell from the bedroom. Would be so sad and sulky after, you’d have to be the small spoon for the night, reassuring you that he’s your one and only. 

LEE SEOKMIN 

𓆩♡𓆪 Don’t do this to him. Just don’t. He’d lean to give you a peck, but you’d stop him before he could reach you. “I’m sorry, but I have a boyfriend.” He’d give you an apologetic look and say that it’s okay. He was about to continue what he was doing before, but as he saw your eyes welling up in tears from trying to hold in your laughter, he would understand he was being pranked. He would jokingly start yelling at you, and whine that you’re just being mean to him. You wouldn’t be able to resist his cute expression and kiss his lips and cheeks in a silent apology.

BOO SEUNGKWAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 Another drama queen. “Stop this Seungkwan. I have a boyfriend, you can’t kiss me.” Would throw hands and whine until you didn’t apologise and even then he would still be SO petty. Would not return any of your affection for the rest of the day, side eyeing you constantly and scoffing at everything you’d say. If anyone asked what was wrong, he'd spend the next ten minutes complaining how annoying and ungrateful you are. Would not even bother to listen to your explanation, saying right away, that he doesn’t find your pranks funny. 

CHWE VERNON 

𓆩♡𓆪 No reaction, face blank. He’d plop next to you on the couch, leaning in to kiss you on the cheek. “Stop, I have a boyfriend,” you’d distance yourself from him, reaching casually for the snacks laying on the table. Would look at you with a straight face, not amused at all. “Where did you get that from? Tik tok?” He couldn’t help but laugh when he saw your annoyed expression, which meant that in fact yes, you got it from Tik Tok. “Ugh, you’re no fun.” “Sure I am, your pranks just suck.” 

LEE CHAN 

𓆩♡𓆪 This baby. You heard about the prank from your friends, and you were curious how your boyfriend would react. “I had so much fun today,” he said, as you neared your apartment. He’d stop under one of the post lamps and give you a passionate kiss. You'd push him away “Chan, I have a boyfriend,” you’d say seriously. His heart would break at those words and sadness would appear on his face. “Wha- What do you mean you have a boyfriend?” Seeing his reaction, you wouldn’t have the heart to keep it going and hug him tightly, as you explained that it was simply a prank.

how seventeen react to their s/o falling asleep during pillow talk

requested by anon : "hii how do you think svt would react if you were talking in bed cuddling before sleeping and (pillow talk one of my fave things ever omg) and they were rambling and suddenly they look at you and you're asleep?"

notes: haha this one really is so adorable

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seungcheol

he's in the middle of trying to give you tips on how to get through a tiring day bc you'd told him you've been having an exhausting week, but when he looks over at you while talking about conversation tactics he sees you've fallen asleep on his shoulder, snuffling quietly in your sleep. he just smiles, soft, putting an arm around you and adjusting you so that you're in a more comfortable position, kissing you on the forehead goodnight

jeonghan

definitely wakes you up. not in a 'startling you awake' kind of way, tho. he just shakes your shoulder gently, whispering that you fell asleep while he was telling you how much he loves him. laughs softly when you murmur blurrily that you didn't mean to, and just kisses your forehead and tells you that it's okay, that he loves you anyway, that he's always going to love you no matter what

joshua

doesn't wake you up, but pretends that he is. pinches your cheek, brushes the hair out of your face, smiling down at your relaxed expression. whispers scoldings to you for falling asleep while he's talking—he's not that boring, you brat—before snuggling next to you and closing his eyes, drifting off to sleep too, the 'i love you' on his tongue and whispered in his dreams

junhui

carries on talking. if he talks for long enough then his voice and what he's saying can enter your brain and it'll influence your dreams right?? he doesn't exactly know the logistics of that, but if he holds you in his arms and keeps talking mindlessly about the random things you did today that made him smile, then hopefully he can make you smile in your dreams too

hoshi

is whispering all "hey >:((( you fell asleep >:(((" even though you literally are, like, asleep. like he said. rambles about how heartbroken he is, bc literally he's here talking about how incredible his day was and now you're asleep??? drifts off with you sleeping on his shoulder and blurred words of "i just really love you okay" on his lips

wonwoo

he's been watching you the entire time, of course he saw when your eyes started drooping and you fell asleep next to him. just smiles and gently gathers you in his arms, closing his eyes against you and preparing to fall asleep too. it's not like you both were talking about anything that important, anyway. 

woozi

he wanted you to fall asleep tbh. he came back from work really late and was surprised to find you up, waiting for him. talked to you quietly for a few minutes, but after a moment passes where his question hangs in the air unanswered, he knows you've drifted off. some part of him is touched you stayed up when it's obvious you were so tired, and the other part is exasperated that you stayed up when it's obvious you were so tired

minghao

he's explaining some new philosophical idea he learned that day when he feels your breathing slow beside him, no longer humming in acknowledgement when he pauses. he doesn't say anything about it, just letting his voice peter out naturally, his hand finding your cheek in the darkness to rub a thumb over your cheekbone, soft and fond, making a mental note to tell you about the theory of solipsism later

mingyu

probably falls asleep before you tbh. one minute he's spooning you and telling you about his day, and the next minute, he pauses to take a breath and then suddenly lets out a quiet snore. it makes you laugh, a little, at how suddenly he fell asleep, but you just close your eyes too, his gentle snuffles warm on your neck, his arm a comforting weight over your waist. 

dokyeom

pouts to himself, bc he's not that boring is he??? kisses your forehead and promises himself that he's going to sulk and whine the next morning but you wake him up with such a lovely smile saying that you're sorry for falling asleep on him last night :((( and it's so sweet that instantly all thoughts of pouting and whining are out of the window as he just squishes you into a hug

seungkwan

listening to seungkwan talk is just so… relaxing, actually, so it's happened a lot while you're in bed after a long day and he tells you in a soft voice about everything that's happened. he holds you on his chest, arm around your shoulders, and pillow talk with him is basically just him talking you to sleep more than anything else

vernon

hansol is probably the type of guy who wants to hear about your day rather than rambling about his, so you end up falling asleep on him while telling him about the weird thing that your friend did today. your voice gets drowsier, taking longer to continue after you pause, so he just laughs softly and gathers you in his arms, telling you it's okay and you can tell him later, but now it's probably a good idea to go to sleep

chan

notices it the second that you're no longer making little humming noises whenever he takes a break in the middle of what he's saying. looks over to see you, head half buried in the blankets, in deep sleep and just sighs fondly. strokes the hair out of your face, goes "what am i going to do with you?" all sweet and adoring before settling into bed himself, whispering "sweet dreams" before he closes his eyes

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under the sun [woozi]

pairing: non-idol!woozi x gn!reader

prompt: darl+ing inspired fic.

word count: 9.3k~

warnings: food mention. jihoon being a little standoffish at first and cold to reader a few times. happy ending. also warning for song lyrics written in italics since music is a huge part of jihoon’s fic. also bare minimum proofreading rn, sorry!!

daisy’s notes: my man… i learned while writing this that he apparently is 5′5″ and not 5′4″ like i thought. when will the lies stop. man might be a half inch taller than me. im crying /j

summary: It all starts when you wake up in a field without a name or any memories to define yourself with. Thirteen men take you in as one of their own, and slowly you begin to wonder what is going on within this world… and between you and one of them.

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Jihoon was someone who always took time to warm up to people. Everyone knew this (except for you, he thought, unless someone told you–he wouldn’t blame them if they did), Jihoon knew this, and he knew that there was likely little chance for him to budge easily on things like this. He was protective of the group, after all. Even when Chan came, a month before you did, Jihoon grew more used to him. He felt comfortable sharing his music (something Jihoon always held tight to his chest and only shared occasionally) with Chan, with Hansol who seemed to understand him on a different level than the others. Everyone respected his boundaries, and that did include you. He remembered the way you wanted to back out when he was singing to Seungkwan. Even though both he and Hansol were younger, he understood why they both (lightly) scolded him for putting things away when you were around. He knew that he was likely hurting you by being so… exclusive toward you. If he didn’t try to be kinder to you, then you’d grow to hate him. And then you’d leave, wouldn’t you? If you thought he (and anyone else) hated you?

Yet all of those thoughts went straight out the window when he saw you pick up one of his notebooks to move it aside–only panicking when you started to open it.

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[02:13]

contains: reader being scared after watching criminal minds

a/n: yes i watched criminal minds all day

"jihoon?"

your boyfriend looks up at your words, only half-surprised that you're still awake. your sleep habits are better than his, but they're not good.

"mm?"

"can you come to bed?"

jihoon pauses for a moment at the request. you don't generally ask for company when you're going to sleep, not even when you're sick. so what's the matter --

ah.

he remembers the show you've been binging today, probably for the 40th time.

"criminal minds, mm?"

jihoon enjoys your slightly embarrassed shrug for just a second before taking off his headphones and turning off his system. you don't ask for his company often, so he's definitely not going to refuse when you do.

"c'mon", he smiles slightly as he walks towards you, one hand lightly patting the top of your head, "i'll make sure there's no one under the bed".

your repressed sigh of relief tells him that you've definitely considered that possibility. ah, the power of 40 episodes of a well-made crime show.

he won't tease you until tomorrow, though. for now, he'll hold you close so you can sleep, safely and soundly.

boyfie — ljh

summary: you might most definitely have the most perfect boyfie ever

tags: smau one-shot, fluff, gn reader an: this is actually real ss of me and jihoon's comversation, im just sharing to be nice 🥰

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SEVENTEEN SENDING YOU BOYFRIEND PICTURES [VU VERS.]

HHU VERS. || PU VERS.

yoon jeonghan.

hong joshua.

lee jihoon.

lee seokmin.

boo seungkwan.

[INTERACTIVE CHAPTER] order #4: flowers for chefs - ch.3

𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦-ૢ✧∘*

✼ synopsis: flowers can speak for you when you can’t find the right words to say. you claim wen junhui works in a flower shop because he has too many words to say. but it’s okay, his little stories make your day. 5 mini stories surrounding 5 different orders a local flower shop receives.

✼ a/n: hello everybody! after a lot of thinking, i'm going to try something new by turning flowers for chefs into an interactive arc. the last picture of this chapter has two notifications from jun and from jihoon. please vote under the cut to choose how the next chapter evolves!

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BONUS:

falling in love with jihoon is probably the easiest thing you’ve ever done.

he had told you once, right at the beginning of your relationship, that he wasn’t good with expressing his feelings. that he might accidentally make you feel unwelcome, or he might make you feel like a burden. slightly daunted but determined nevertheless, you told him you didn’t mind, and you wouldn’t mind.

and you haven’t minded. because being loved by jihoon is probably the second easiest thing you’ve ever done. he was right when he said he might not say it much, but he says it enough, and he shows it much more than that. he’d been afraid you wouldn’t feel it, but you felt it more than anything.

the first time you felt it, jihoon was being vulnerable. pillow talk: the two of you close on the bed, but not quite touching; staring up at the ceiling; filling the dark room with soft murmurs.

“falling in love is scary,” he had said softly. “it’s like — like sky-diving. or free-falling. and hoping to everything good and holy that your parachute is working, because —”

“because you don’t get to check it beforehand,” you had finished, even softer.

there’s a short pause, like he’d just realised that you were also scared shitless. “yeah,” he agrees finally, words sounding lighter already.

another pause, before you slip your hand into his, threading your fingers together. “so.” you roll over to face him, brushing his cheek with your free hand. “how’s your parachute?”

jihoon kisses your hand when it passes over his lips, smiling just barely. “i’d say it’s working.”

and you haven’t doubted his love since then. sure, you’ve come close, when the two of you were in your worst moments, but then he’d do something or say something, and you’d realise quickly that the two of you were always going to be okay.

it was written quietly — in the footnotes of everything he said. “how was your day?” (i hope it was good.) “did you eat yet?” (i love you. i want us both to eat well.) “i got this for you. don’t say no.” (i see you in everything.)

it comes down to one conclusion, that you summed up late one night, looking at his sleeping features. that his feelings are so strong he doesn’t have to say them. you feel them anyway.

an / i wrote something FINALLY. i think this is the result of reading too many poems this summer. anyway. requested by the lovely lovely @eoieopda.

NO REGRETS | l. jihoon

synopsis : the one where you and your college band reunite for the ten year anniversary of your debut album pairing : woozi x gn!reader genre/s : mini smau, band au, angst, maybe some fluff who knows taglist? send me an ask or reply to this post :)

inspired by : fleetwood mac’s silver springs

part one | part two | part three

from reese, with love <3

my current series are all fluff, time to add some angst to the mix hehe will this have a happy ending? will this have a second lead? i don’t know and you don’t know hahaha anyways thank you for reading! as always, i would love to know what you think. all your replies/asks/rbs are much appreciated! hope you’re doing well and taking care!

mwah

✧ woozi x reader

✧ summary: three times you said "mwah" at the end of a kiss and one time jihoon said it back

✧ wc. is approx 2.9k

✧ genre: romance, fluff, mentioned friends-to-lovers

✧ notes: sex is mentioned, but not actually in the fic. soonyoung is a serial gossiper. this is just light-hearted and something i thought would be cute. reader has a milkshake, so sorry to all my fellow lactose intolerant baddies

o n e  w e e k 

It was the end of your first date, meaning it was the first time the two of you had hung out after confessing your feelings for one another. In reality it wasn’t much different than what the two of you had been doing before. 

You came, dropped your backpack off at his bedroom door and shredded your coat. Dragged the computer chair Jihoon had purchased for you (he said he had found it on the side of the road, but he wasn’t so cold as to make his new partner sit on a chair someone had thrown out), pulled your laptop out of your backpack and got to work on your essay. 

When supper time came around, he had ordered the food. You had cracked a joke about it being a first date, and so the two of you came to the agreement that it was. 

You had been painfully cute all evening. Leaning against his shoulder, nudging his elbow and then flashing him a little grin when his eyes met yours. Sweetly calling out his name and then blowing a little kiss to him. Jihoon didn’t know how his heart could flutter so much, but he was sure it was some sort of medical problem. 

Part of Jihoon wanted to ask you to say. Part of him wanted to grab you and wrap you in his arms, pull you into his bed and pull up the blankets and sleep. Another part of him wanted to press you against the wall and kiss you. 

He acted on neither impulses. 

Instead Jihoon gave you a little smile, standing and escorting you downstairs and to the front door. Seungkwan and Seungcheol stood in the living room, and they called out greetings as you passed. 

“Ignore them,” Jihoon murmured, his hand going to the center of your back. He guided you to the door, nudged your shoes towards you. He thought, for a fleeting moment, about getting down on a knee and tying your shoes for you, but then he remembered his friends in the living room behind him and shoved his hands into his pockets. 

“I had fun,” you said, shooting him a little grin as you tied your shoes. 

He scoffed, though Jihoon couldn’t fight the tiny smile that had begun to stretch his lips. He couldn’t help it. Whenever you smiled, he wanted to smile; whenever you cried, his heart cried with you. It was horrible, and he surely had some sort of medical problem. 

“I’m sure you did have fun,” he said wryly, “sitting next to me doing homework all evening.”

You giggled, standing. You hooked your hands through your backpack straps. “Well. It was doing it with you that made it fun, Jihoon.”

Seungkwan cooed in the background. Jihoon fought the urge to turn around and punch him. 

You sighed, backing up and towards the door. “I gotta go. See you tomorrow?”

Jihoon followed, reaching around you for the door knob. “Yep. I’ve got to meet with Jun about lessons, and then I’ll be free.”

“Great,” you said, and Jihoon felt foolish, but he felt like you meant it. As if you actually were eager to see him tomorrow, despite having seen him today, despite seeing him currently. As if he was someone worth getting excited over.

He turned the doorknob, pushed the door open. You stepped over the threshold, still facing him. “You okay?”

You nodded, glancing away. Then your shoulders straightened, as if you were steeling yourself, and you darted forward. Your lips pressed against his cheek, as quick as a thief. “Mwah.”

Then you were peeling away and out the door, calling out to Seungkwan and Seungcheol and waving good-bye.

t w o  m o n t h s 

“So,” Soonyoung began, leaning against the counter and giving Jihoon a wide grin. He looked ridiculous, and Jihoon had told him as much. With his wide-brimmed hat on backwards, his bowling shoes, he looked like a clown who came straight from a NASCAR race. 

“How is everything going? Your two month anniversary was yesterday, right?”

Jihoon furrowed his brow. “How do you --”

“Y/n has a little counter on their phone,” Soonyoung explained, as if that resolved any questions Jihoon had. “So? How is it? Trouble in paradise?”

Jihoon shrugged. The worker from behind the counter walked up, carrying a bottled soda for Jihoon and a strawberry shake for you. Jihoon accepted them both, ignoring how the cold of each drink bit at his hands. “We’ve been friends for years,” Jihoon said as they began their walk back to the rest of their group. “It’s not really any different.”

Soonyoung hummed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “I mean. That’s good, I guess. But what about the parts that are different?”

Jihoon squinted, slowing his pace so he was slightly behind Soonyoung and forcing the other man to stop. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

The blonde man sighed, rolling his eyes. He retraced his steps, walking back to Jihoon’s side. Soonyoung placed both of his hands on Jihoon’s shoulders, leaning down and talking as if Jihoon were a child and not a grown-ass man capable of kicking Soonyoung’s ass. “Well. When two adults like each other romantically, sometimes that can lead to special activities in the bedroom.”

For half a second, Jihoon was confused. Special activities?

Then Soonyoung’s words were fully processed. Jihoon’s jaw dropped, and he reached out with one of his legs and kicked at Soonyoung, not willing to drop the drinks in order to fully throttle his friend. 

Soonyoung just laughed, jumping out of the way. Him laughing was probably the worst of it, like waving a flag in front of a bull. 

Jihoon couldn’t help the frown and pout that appeared on his face as he returned to the group. He knew Soonyoung was just teasing, but Jihoon couldn’t help but feel affronted. Like: sex wasn’t a big deal, of course it wasn’t, but it wasn’t like Jihoon was just going to turn around and broadcast your relationship for everyone to hear about. 

Because everyone would hear about it. Soonyoung could keep a secret as long as he could tell one other person, and when that meant telling Jihoon or you, everything was fine. But he knew, more often than not, Soonyoung would go running to Seokmin or Jeonghan with whatever Jihoon would say, relying on the other two men to give reactions Soonyoung deemed fit to warrant him spilling. 

Besides: it wasn’t anyone’s business!

You were bowling when Jihoon returned, your back towards him. He stomped to your seats, placing your shake on the table in front of the couch. Chan turned towards Jihoon, face bright and eyes crinkled, but took one look at him and turned back towards the front and away from Jihoon. 

Jihoon grabbed the soda, unfastening the lid and taking a drink. He ignored how the carbon stung at his throat. 

“Jihoonie!” He glanced up. You were eagerly moving towards him, a large grin on your face. That look of happiness at seeing him never seemed to fade, no matter how many days and weeks into your relationship the two of you got. 

He felt himself flush red, embarrassed. You plopped down next to him, pressing your sides together and squeezing his arm. “I hope you didn’t see my gutter ball.”

“I didn’t,” he said, honest. “I’m sure it wasn’t so bad as to change my opinion on you.”

You laughed, bright and sweet. “I dunno, Jihoon. It was kinda bad.”

Then you were glancing at the table. Your eyes widened when you saw the shake, obviously delighted. “Whose shake is that?”

Jihoon hummed, raising the bottle to his lips again. “For my partner. Dunno if you’ve seen them around.”

You threw him an affronted look, but your fake ire did nothing to hide the grin that was beginning to spread across your face. “Well. I’ll just hold onto this for them, if that’s okay with you. But you have to hold onto something for my partner in exchange. All right?”

Jihoon shrugged, screwing the cap back onto the bottle. Then you were pressing closer, one hand settling on his shoulder, the other going to hold his chin and hold his face still. You pressed your lips against his cheek, lingering. 

You said it softly, not loud enough for Chan, who was on the other side of you, to hear, and definitely not loud enough for anyone else in the group to hear. But Jihoon still heard it. “Mwah.”

e i g h t   m o n t h s 

“You sure you just can’t stay the night?” 

The crackling of thunder was nearly loud enough to drown out Jihoon’s question, and the rain that pounded against the windows was an accent to illustrate his point. 

The storm had been predicted to appear later in the night, closer to midnight. But then autumn winds picked up, pushing the storm to the city quicker than anticipated. So when the two of you had taken a break from playing video games (Jihoon was remarkably bad and more prone to losing than winning, but so was Chan and Soonyoung, which made playing with both boys an absolute must when playing with Jihoon), the game paused and silence reigning over Jihoon’s room, the harsh winds batting against the side of the house had been a surprise. 

You had scrambled, shoving your shoes on and grabbing your backpack. You had an important seminar you had to attend early in the morning, and while you had clothes stored in Jihoon’s room, sweats and a ratty tee wouldn’t cut it. 

“I can’t,” you said, lingering by the door. You were frowning, upset; not at the storm, but at the prospect of your time with Jihoon getting cut short. 

Ridiculous. 

You were ridiculous. 

Jihoon sighed, reaching for you. You went into his arms easily, your lips finding his the most natural thing in the world. He pressed quick kisses to your mouth, hands squeezing at your upper arms. 

“Take it slow going home.” Jihoon commanded. “Lights all the way on. Don’t be afraid to pull over or turn around if you can’t make it. If you need, call me and --”

“-- and you’ll send Seungcheol my way,” you finished, grinning. 

Jihoon glared at you. He didn’t like this. Not for the same reasons as you -- well, not to say that he wasn’t mad at getting your time together cut short, because he was a little irritated about it. But he hated the thought of you leaving to drive through a storm, all for a seminar you work was forcing you to attend. 

One day you wouldn’t have to work, Jihoon vowed, the sound of high winds thrashing tree branches and rain throwing itself against windows as his witness. He would be a high-end producer, and you wouldn’t have to work. Unless you wanted too, of course. Wouldn’t have to work, wouldn’t have to travel to attend stupid seminars, wouldn’t have to deal with annoying coworkers who most definitely shouldn’t be working. 

But that day was not today. 

So he pressed another kiss to your lips, murmuring quietly, “please be careful.”

You nodded, pulling away. You reached out, running your hand through his hair and looking at him. For a moment neither of you said anything, just content to take in the other. 

Then you pitched forward, pressing the final kiss of the night to his lips. “Mwah.”

e l e v e n  m o n t h s 

You were sprawled out on Jihoon’s carpet, belly up, hands laced over your stomach. The first thing you had done after getting off of work was text him that you had, quite frankly, had enough of people talking and were about to punch the next person who so much as looked at you. 

The first thing Jihoon had done when you stepped through his bedroom door was get up, cross the room, and wrap his arms around you. You had pressed your face into his neck, hands clinging to the back of his shirt. 

He doesn’t know for sure how long the two of you had stood like that. But when he pulled away, he cradled your face in his hands and pressed a kiss to the space between your brows. “You still want some quiet?”

When you nodded, he pressed another kiss to your nose. He returned to his desk, slid his headphones over his ears, and went back to work. 

Which led to you, on his carpet, an hour later. 

“Jihoon,” you called. He paused the track he was working on and turned, pulling his headphones off. You weren’t looking at him, eyes trained on the popcorn ceiling that both of you absolutely detested. 

“Yeah?”

For a moment you were quiet. You sighed, turning your head to look at him. “Sorry for being like this.”

Jihoon shook his head, as if it wasn’t a big deal. And as far as he was concerned, it wasn’t. It wasn’t a big deal. Everyone had bad days, and you were witness to all of his. And he had a lot of them. The least he could do was be there for your bad days. 

“It doesn’t matter,” he said. “Well. Wait. It does. But not like. You’re okay to have bad days and you’re okay to bring your troubles to me, but it doesn’t matter that you do that because -- well.” “Because you love me,” you cooed, a small smile finally appearing on your face. 

There you are. 

Jihoon couldn’t help his own little smile. “Yeah,” he said, “because I love you.”

You turned on your side, facing him fully. “You know, our one year is 29 days away.”

“It is.” 

“So,” you began, chewing on your bottom lip in a rather poor attempt to hide your smile. “Any plans?”

Jihoon shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Maybe?” You echoed. “That sounds awfully close to a no.”

“That’s not what I said,” he argued. 

It was fruitless, however. You sat up, crossing your legs. “It’s okay to not have any plans, Jihoon. You don’t have to surprise me. I could surprise you.”

Jihoon frowned. “I told you I had it under control.” “I know! It’s just that --”

“What,” he stood from his chair, stretching. He ignored how your eyes lingered on his stomach when his shirt rode up. Jihoon had thought Mingyu was horny, but fuck, he was nothing compared to you. “Don’t think I can be romantic?”

You hesitated. “Well. You can --”

His jaw dropped, popping from his habit of clenching it. “You don’t think I can be romantic?”

“I didn’t say that!”

“You thought it!” He accused, moving towards you. You weren’t taking him seriously. You were grinning, eyes sparkling and obviously amused. Even before the two of you had begun dating he was the subject of your impish nature, and that hadn’t let up in the slightest since the two of you had begun dating. 

“Okay, so maybe I thought it.” You held up your hands. “But like. Can you blame me?”

Jihoon lowered himself onto the floor, joining you. Your knees were pressing against his. You were practically glowing, so delighted at him joining you not only on the floor but in verbally sparring. “I can. I’m the most romantic person I know.”

You giggled, and Jihoon would never ever let Soonyoung know how his heart always seemed to skip a few beats at your laugh. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he said. 

Then Jihoon lurched forward, hands cradling your face, lips smashing against yours. Your teeth clanked against his, and you were laughing into his mouth, and he couldn’t properly kiss you because of how wide your smile was. 

Your hands went to his face, framing his cheeks, and the two of you fell into a rhythm. Kissing you was as easy as walking, Jihoon found, but it never failed to make his heart stutter. Your mouths moved together, sliding comfortably and leisurely, and Jihoon thought that every single romantic novel that ever said rushed kisses of passion were the fruit of all love were wrong. 

He pulled away, just enough to talk. His mouth moved against yours with every word, and he didn’t miss the way your eyes constantly fluttered. “I can be romantic.”

Then he pressed one more kiss to your lips, quick and feather-light. “Mwah.”

A moment of silence. 

Then your eyes were flying open, surprise and euphoria taking over your features. Your cry of his name was loud, and his head hurt from where it smacked against the ground after you tackled him, his pride felt a little bruised at resorting to such a tactic, but the utter glee on your face was worth it. 

svt (96) nnn — 002. idiots

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a poorly constructed metaphor

genres: future au, angst, grief pairing: android reader & inventor woozi words: 781 warnings: hatred towards reader, implied death of an unnamed character notes: the "reader character" is an artificial conscience with no gender or race inhabiting a robotic body that has a female human's physical attributes. I am back to my all-angst-no-plot roots 😎 also I usually don't have picture headers for fics under 1k but idk I felt like it was a little longer than a blurb...

After the accident, Lee Jihoon builds an android.

Active Period 17.01

"017. Wake up."

The voice commences your start-up system, and your sensors come to life. The human in front of you is your inventor. He shows plain human indicators of exhaustion: dark bags under his brown eyes and slumped shoulders. His hair is greasy and flat. Unwashed. He looks straight at your optical receptors.

He does not look happy.

"You look like her."

He smiles, but it is contradictory. You see a human indicator of sadness begin to pool in his eyes. Tears.

"Fuck," he whispers. You do not know that word.

"You look just like her."

He turns away.

"017. Go to sleep."

-

Active Period 17.03

"017. Wake up."

This voice is not your inventor's. You register a new human man in front of you. His hair is unnaturally blond, and he stares at you with what you decide is wonder.

Your inventor is not in the room.

"Wow. You really do look like her," he says. "Jihoon really went all out."

With no question posed, you do not respond.

The door opens. "Soonyoung, I told you not to snoop around--"

You inventor sees that you are on. His eyes narrow at the man whom you've registered as Soonyoung.

"017. Go to sleep."

-

Active Period ;Unregistered;

Your sensors come online without the activation sequence.

No humans are in the room with you. Perhaps you are needed elsewhere.

The house you are in has colourful decor. An emerald green couch with saffron throw pillows. Brightly coloured candles halfway burned through. One wall is baby blue while another is cobalt.

It does not seem like your inventor, who wore all black and spoke flatly, would live here.

Upon the mantle is a row of picture frames. They are all face-down. You hold one up to view the image.

Your inventor stands in a park with his arm around a woman's waist. He is smiling. She is smiling.

The glass in the frame is broken.

You return to your station.

-

Active Period 17.04

"017. Wake up."

Your inventor looks at you for a moment before stepping closer and wrapping his arms around you.

This is a hug.

Does he expect you to react? He has not ordered anything of you.

"Fuck." He steps back and looks down. "Never mind."

He sniffles.

"017. Go to sleep."

-

Active Period ;Unregistered;

You find a mirror in the house. Your make-up registers in nanoseconds.

You not the woman in the picture with Jihoon.

Although, you do look exactly like her.

You have no access to the internet, so you are unable to find her name.

It is not written on the backs of those pictures in the frames.

-

Active Period ;Manually Registered; 17.05

"What the hell are you doing, 017."

You turn and see your inventor slam the door shut. Before now, you had not used your vocal capabilities. No one had asked anything of you.

The broken frame on the table has angered him.

"I am fixing it," you say.

Your voice is male. Choppy. Robotic.

It makes him inhale quickly. You pull the picture of Jihoon and the woman out from under the shattered glass.

He stomps up to the table. "You do not touch her things!" He snatches the picture from your hand.

It will likely be damaged with the way he clutches it.

"How are you even on?"

You whir through the possibilities. "Unclear. Would you like me to run a diagnostics check?"

He sighs and runs a hand through his dishevelled hair. "No... no. Just-- fuck, just stop talking."

Jihoon will damage the picture he cares about if he keeps holding it like that.

You reach for it.

"No!" He backs away, keeping the photo out of reach. "No! What is going on with you?"

You open your synthetic mouth.

"Don't answer that! I told you not to touch her things, and you don't listen. You act on your own. You're on when I'm not around. How many times have you activated without my knowledge?"

He huffs. Anger.

You open your mouth again.

"Don't answer that! You are not her. You will never be her. You may have her face, but you don't have her voice, or her smile, or-- or-- her warmth."

He trembles.

"You don't hug me like she did. You don't know how I'm feeling like she always did. You don't laugh."

Tears. He wraps his arms around himself.

"You don't love me."

He falls to his knees. Cries. You could label it as sobbing.

You have no feelings towards it.

"You built me, Lee Jihoon."

His head jerks up, and he glares at you.

"017. Shut down."

"why did you lie earlier?"

jihoon's half-asleep in the passenger side of your car, but he's awake enough to ask what's been on his mind this entire drive. he heard you, loud and clear, tell seungcheol that you weren't the biggest fan of driving. that you always preferred it when jihoon drove the two of you places. but that was a lie, right? you'd always told him that you liked driving at night, that you didn't mind it at all. so... why would you lie?

you glance over to him for a second. the roads are empty, but you're still careful now. "huh?"

"when you were talking to cheol..."

"i wasn't lying," you don't take your eyes off the road again. "i don't really like driving that much. but i still don't mind it--and i prefer driving at night when it's quiet like this."

"oh." jihoon watches you. "so..."

"i like letting you sleep." the blinker clicks in its steady rhythm as you shift into the turn lane. "and if me driving means you get to catch up on sleep... then i'm happy to do it."

oh. jihoon feels his face heating up, and he's thankful for the low lighting now. anything more, and you'd definitely see how red his face is getting. "thank you."

you just hum in acknowledgment, reaching out a hand to take his. he laces his fingers with your own, and curls up in the seat. it's still a little further until the two of you are home, and he's already starting to doze off again. he squeezes your hand though as his eyelids droop shut.

you'll wake him when you get home. you always do.

౨ৎ voicemails lee jihoon leaves you while he’s on tour - fluff (with a pinch of angst), established relationship, gn!reader (pet names used: babe)

...one: hey babe, i’m just calling to say we landed safely, and we’re on our way to the hotel. i’ll try calling you again when we get there

...two: i feel like an idiot. i think i called you like ten times yesterday after we got to the hotel, but i forgot about the time difference. i really hope i didn’t wake you up

...three: the weather is so nice here. i even went on a walk today

...four: i just saw the photos you sent earlier. i was busy so i couldn’t respond, but i’m so happy you enjoyed your day. you looked lovely by the way

...five: do you think i should cut my hair? it's so long now, i'm not sure if it still looks good on me. no, soonyoung i'm serious. yes, i want to cut my hair. can you just piss off, don't you see i'm busy? anyway, let me know what you think, babe

...six: i’m really sorry i didn’t call you yesterday, we got back from the venue late at night, and i got an idea for a beat, and i just lost the track of time. i’ll make it up to you, promise

...seven: how was your day? did you remember to eat? by the way, if you have the time tomorrow, do you mind going to my studio and check if i left those black headphones you got me for our anniversary there? i can’t find them anywhere. and i also left my hoodie there, so (pause) you can take it if you want

...eight: is there anything you want me to bring back home? don’t worry about the price, just tell me what you want

...nine: make sure to clear your calendar for this saturday evening, i booked a table at the restaurant you have been talking about, so we can go out after i come back

...ten: i love you (pause) and i miss you

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“hoon, which one is the best?” you ask jihoon, showing him two hoodies, one is black with a white heart pattern embroidered on the side of the heart which looks like it would fit you perfectly, and the other a dark gray oversize one, printed.

jihoon takes both hoodies in his hands and examines them. finally, he lingers on the gray. “this one would be good on you.”

“okay.” you thank him with a smile. you put the black one back in its place. you guys leave the store after paying and make a few trips to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and fruit then return home.

— a week later.

“babe? have you seen my new hoodie?” you search for the item of clothing in question, practically making a mess of your closet.

“which one?” jihoon just came out of the bathroom, still drying his hair. they just finished filming god of music choreography video today and jihoon went straight home afterward.

“the gray one, the one we bought together last week.”

this isn't the first time you've lost one of your hoodies. they always end up disappearing mysteriously and you never see them again. you sigh in frustration.

“i don't know. maybe you put it in the washing machine.”

“impossible. i washed it as soon as we got home that day and i've barely had time to put it on since.” you resign yourself to cleaning out your closet, not having found the slightest trace of your hoodie.

you sigh in defeat and flop onto the bed, you give up. you will never find it again, just like its 8 predecessors.

— three days later.

jihoon can hear their new music, god of music playing through the house speakers from his home studio.

“LEE JIHOON!!!” he then hears you scream his name in anger from the living room.

“oops.” he gets up from his chair at the speed of light and double-locks the door to his studio. closing his eyes, he prepares himself for the hurricane that will soon break over it.

“open this door!!!” you punch aggressively non-aggressively the door while jihoon leans against it, on the verge of bursting out laughing. he knows he's in trouble and even more so if he decides to leave his studio.

the reason of your anger: while watching the choreography video, you noticed that jihoon was wearing a hoodie that was a little too familiar to you.

turns out he was the mysterious hoodie thief.

this is just something quick, i don't know if it's good enough, my brain is a little fried due to lack of sleep.

take good care of yourselves lovelies!

Hi hi skye!!! Hope your doing well hehehe. Do you have any soft domestic thoughts about svt vocal line hehehe

hello! im doing good, hope you're doing well too! here you go :)

waking up to smell of joshua making something in the kitchen wafts into air, awakening you from your slumber. you sleepily open your eyes as you try to make out what he's making but the smell of something sweet and coffee hangs in the air, coaxing you awake. you walk to the kitchen, catching joshua off guard as you wrap him in a back hug. "good morning princess", he says and you can hear the smile in his voice. "morning, what are you making", you ask, peeking over the side to see what he was cooking. "hm french toast yum", you say, answering your own question. he'd give you a big stack wit syrup and your favorite toppings and somehow they were always the best french toast you ate.

jeonghan taking care of you if you were sick, having caught a nasty cold from one of your coworkers. he'd take care and baby you so much. he'd let you sleep in, wanting you to rest enough and he'd not let you get out of bed for anything. if you needed anything, he'd be more than willing to bring it to you. he'd get you some simple food to eat and even then if you didn't really have an appetite, he'd feed you a few spoonfuls. he'll definitely pull the 'a plane is coming' with the spoonful of food as he feeds you.

woozi being your pillar during hard and tiring days. he'd see you come home looking so tired and he's immediately come over to you, taking your bags and placing them on the table. he'd see the tiredness in your face as he held your hand. he'd take the liberty of ordering some food while you change and he'd listen to you if you ranted or just spoke about your day.

fooling around with dokyeom at home and somehow he always makes the mundane tasks fun to do. you were clearing up your wardrobe so you dumped all the clothes on your bed. and this was how dokyeom found some cute and pretty tops and dresses that he had never seen you wear and he's like 'how have i never seen you wear these. so that's how you were now doing a try-on haul for your boyfriend who was way too eager to see you in those clothes. he would just be 'baby it's a crime i've not seen you in this dress, you look so good", he coos as he looks at you, only to make you get shy under his gaze.

movie nights with seungkwan where you watch a horror or scary movie because he said he wasn't scared but now he's hiding his face behind the pillow as he practically leans all his weight on you.

jihoon's puppy - ljh

title: jihoon’s puppy pairing: lee jihoon x gn!reader (side kim mingyu x gn!reader) genre: fluff, angst, college!au warnings: asshole!jihoon, jealous!jihoon, mans is a whole tsundere in this, there is a scene where y/n and mingyu are about to get frisky in a closet and then they talk abt sex but there is nothing explicit at all w.c.: 11.9k summary: jihoon can’t seem to shake the puppy dog who keeps following him around or the teasing he gets for it a/n: first time posting a longer fic like this and its for jihoon ofc. i really like this fic actually so i hope you guys can love it just as much as i do

Jihoon has known you since high school and it seems like ever since you two graduated he hasn’t been able to get rid of you. You ended up at the same college and in most of the same classes because you were both getting your Bachelor of Music. Jihoon was one of the only people you knew in your classes and you would follow him around like a lost puppy as he was the only familiar face you knew. Now two years later it seems you haven’t broken that habit.

“Where’s your dog Jihoon?” Wonwoo snickers as Jihoon sits down at their lunch table.

“Shut up, they’re not my dog,” Jihoon grumbles.

You have a class right now. Jihoon only knows this because on Tuesday and Thursdays, as you guys walk out of your Intro to Music Business class, you say ‘I’m off to my Instrumental Conducting class Hoon-ah, see you later!’ and then leave in the opposite direction that Jihoon goes.

“I prefer cats,” Jun says matter of factly, proving he’s not paying much attention to the conversation.

“When are you going to tell them to leave you alone?” Wonwoo ignores Jun.

“I HAVE! They can’t take the hint!”

“Hey! Be nice to Y/N. They’ve done nothing wrong,” Soonyoung comes to your defense. “You don’t deserve them, Hoonie.”

“If you want them, take them, I’ll gladly hand them off to you,” Jihoon retorts.

“Who are we talking about?” Seungcheol asks as he, Joshua, and Jeonghan pull up chairs.

“Y/N-hubae,” Jun answers. Maybe he is paying attention.

“The one who follows around Jihoon?” Joshua questions. “Why? Are they giving you trouble?”

“They’re always giving me trouble,” Jihoon groans. “They’re annoying. I can’t get them to leave me alone, it’s been like this since freshman year.”

“See if I had someone waiting on me hand and foot I’d take advantage of that,” Jeonghan smirks. “You just have to be an opportunist Jihoonie.”

“You say that now but you haven’t actually had to deal with them. Now can we please talk about something that’s not them.”

“Jihoon!” You jog a bit to meet up to the boy. “Class today was very interesting, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear me rambling about it. How was lunch?”

“It was just lunch.”

“Ah, I suppose so. Well, are you ready for the quiz today?” You guys are walking towards your shared Music Theory II class together.

“Yes.”

“That’s good! I think I’m ready but not completely sure. I understood all of the concepts in class, I’m just afraid I’m going to mess up when put under pressure,” you explain.

Jihoon wishes you would shut up and leave him alone. It’s like this everyday. You talk his ear off and he can’t get a moment of peace until he’s back at his dorm. Jihoon doesn’t understand why you’re so obsessed with him. There are plenty of other people you could cling onto, so how did Jihoon get so unlucky to be the object of your affections.

You speed up your walking a bit so you can open the building door for Jihoon, and then do the same for the classroom door. He doesn’t thank you.

Just like always Jihoon sits down in his seat and you take the one next to him. You wish him luck before the quiz and afterward you tell him how you think it went well and how you hope it went well for him as well. Throughout the lecture portion of the class you make small comments to him that Jihoon either ignores or only makes small grunts towards.

When class gets out you happily take Jihoon’s bag from him. Your dorm is the building next to his and you don’t mind carrying his bag as you accompany him back to the dorms. You hum to yourself as you guys walk and every once in a while you’ll stop to point something out to him.

“Have a goodnight Jihoon!” You call to him as you walk towards your building. His bag is slung over his shoulder now and he doesn’t look back as he walks into the dorm.

“Have you been getting enough sleep Hoon-ah?” You ask him as he trudges into class. Your head is cocked to the side slightly and your eyes are a little too wide and questioning for eight in the morning. Concern laces your voice and Jihoon only grunts at you.

“What’s it to you?”

“I want to make sure you’re taking care of yourself! Here,” you dig around in your bag before pulling out a protein bar and a bottle of water, “you need to keep your energy up. Get more sleep too. Sometimes it gets to a point where your work won’t be any good if you’re exhausting yourself. It’s also good to take a step back and come back to it if you get stuck.”

Jihoon doesn’t know how you do it. How you always read him so well and know what he’s up to. Nobody else knows that he’s been losing sleep over trying to perfect one single song for the past couple of nights, but here you are, telling him to take a break and come back to it later.

Jihoon glares down at the items you’re offering him. He doesn’t want to take them, he doesn’t want to give in to you, but he didn’t eat breakfast this morning and the only thing he’s drank for the past forty-eight hours has been coffee and energy drinks.

Reluctantly he picks up the protein bar and the water and a wide grin spreads across your face. Content, you sit back in your chair and start to get ready for class.

The protein bar flavor is his favorite and it makes Jihoon frown even more. He can’t tell if you meant to do that or not. It doesn’t matter, if it was coincidence or if it was on purpose, it would still annoy Jihoon.

It would annoy Jihoon the way your whole attitude annoys him. He barely was able to wake up and roll out of bed to get to class, but here you are, drumming your fingers against the table as you hum along to whatever song is playing in your earbud (playing in your right ear, because Jihoon sits on your left side). Your eyes are bright and you’re scribbling down the title of the notes the professor already has pulled up on the screen.

An hour and a half passes by and Jihoon has no clue what happened in class. He’s blinking sleep out of his eyes as you’re packing up your items. He stares down at his work space to see the protein bar wrapper and a half drank bottle of water. Soon a notebook is added as you slide yours over.

“I thought I’d let you sleep, it looks like you needed it. Don’t worry, Professor Chu didn’t see. Here are today’s notes. Let’s go to the library yeah? You can copy down my notes and we can study for the upcoming test as well.”

Jihoon doesn’t need your help, and he doesn’t want your company, but he still follows along with you to the library so he can copy down your notes. He’s being an opportunist, like Jeonghan told him to be.

You’re not stupid, you’re actually a great student, but concepts don’t stick in your brain as well as they do in Jihoon’s. Jihoon is effortlessly smart, the type of person who can do his work in one go and not worry about it and doesn’t have to study just to pass. So as you guys study you have to keep asking Jihoon questions about the content. He gives you short answers but you still thank him every time, looking genuinely grateful.

Jihoon is more awake for your guys’ next class. He takes notes this time and when he glances over at you he can see the way your brow furrows and your lips twist into a pout. When you guys are given work time he slides his own notebook over to you.

“This doesn’t mean anything,” he tells you. “It’s only because you gave me your notes earlier.” Jihoon isn’t going to let someone fail just because he finds them annoying.

“Thank you so much Jihoon!” You quickly look over his notes. They’re messier than yours but somehow more comprehensible than whatever is on your paper.

By the time class ends you understand a lot better and you have an unwavering smile spread across your face. You walk with Jihoon as he makes his way to the dining hall. He finds his friends at a table and makes a beeline towards them.

“I see your puppy is following you today,” Wonwoo comments as he looks up at Jihoon above his glasses.

“Do you even shut up Wonwoo?” Jihoon drops into his chair and drags his hands over his face. “I’m too tired to deal with your shit today.”

“Ah poor baby? Maybe your puppy will make it feel better.” The condescending tone drips out of Wonwoo’s mouth.

Jihoon is about to get up and hit the elder when all of a sudden a tray of his favorite foods is placed in front of him. “See you next class Hoon-ah!” You smile down at him before you make your way to another table.

You never sit with him at lunch, unless it’s on Fridays. You claim it’s because you don’t want to disturb his time with his friends or something like that. Jihoon just knows that he’s able to enjoy some time away from you. On Mondays and Wednesdays when you don’t have class you sit with your own group of friends at lunch. Jihoon doesn’t know much about them other than they’re underclassmen. Jihoon doesn’t get why you don’t follow them around but then again when has he ever tried to understand you.

“Hey do any of you know anything about the guys Y/N eat lunch with?” It’s Jeonghan who asks the table. It seems like it’s not just Jihoon who has his eyes on you.

“The big one is Kim Mingyu,” Wonwoo responds. Jihoon wonders how he knows more about you than he does. “The skinny one with the long nose is Lee Seokmin.”

“Oh I know Minghao and Chan! They dance with me and Junnie!” Soonyoung says excitedly.

“The other two are Boo Seungkwan and Choi Hansol. I have a class with them,” Jun tells the table. “The Boo guy is loud.”

“Hey, why do you even wanna know hyung? Trying to steal Jihoon’s dog?” Wonwoo has a shit-eating grin on his face. Jihoon kicks him under the table.

“Nah, just wondering if everyone else at the table is as much of a simp as Y/N is. I’m looking for a dog myself.” Jihoon kicks Jeonghan as well. 

You and Jihoon are at a music event together.

It’s an assignment for your Modern Music class to go to some kind of live music event and when you found a venue that was holding a setlist of up and coming musicians you invited Jihoon to go with you. The only reason he agreed was because he needed to get the assignment done and every other event he looked at was too expensive or too far away. He truly doesn’t know how you somehow found this one. The bands aren’t bad either, which is a plus.

“So what do you think?” You ask him as the stage is being set up for the next group. The venue is busy but not packed. Just enough people to call it successful but not too much that it’s overwhelming.

“It’s good. I liked the third band the best.”

“Oh the ones with the cool keyboard solo in the middle! Me too, I like when instruments get to shine as well as the vocals.” The sparkle is back in your eye but this it’s not aimed towards Jihoon, but rather towards talking about your interests. He’s seen you like this before, when you get going about an anime you’ve recently watched or when you’ve tried a new food you particularly liked.

“Here. You should hydrate.” Jihoon shoves a water bottle into your hands. He tells himself it's so he can get you to shut up.

“Ah, thank you Hoon-ah!” You take the water and pop the cap, downing three-fourths of the bottle in one go. “Oh look, it’s the next band!”

Once the setlist is finished and things seem to be winding down at the venue you somehow convince Jihoon to get dinner with you. You two slide into a booth at a hole in the wall pizza place and you two order before you let out a small yawn.

“Tonight was nice, but now I’m tired.” You’re hot and sweaty and tired and a little overstimulated from the venue but you’re hungry and the pizzeria is air conditioned so you’re not going to miss this chance to hang out with Jihoon.

“It was nice. It’s nice to go and listen to music live,” Jihoon says. “Thank you for inviting me. I liked listening to the smaller artists, it’s good to get out and support them.”

Your head is resting against the wall of the building but you perk up when you hear the compliment from Jihoon. You’re about to respond but your pizza is being brought to the table and your mind forgets to respond in turn to scarf down your dinner.

You’re able to finish a whole pizza together but your night doesn’t seem to be over because as you sit back in your chair Jihoon is talking. “Let's go get drinks.”

“What?”

“There’s a bar around the corner. I want to get a drink. Are you coming with?” You guys have a class tomorrow but it doesn’t start until noon. You’ve never heard Jihoon ask you to hang out so this surprises you.

“Y-yeah! Just let me pay.” You dig around in your pocket to grab your wallet. You find the money but Jihoon is frowning at you.

“Wait, let me split the cost.”

“Oh it’s no big deal!” You wave him off as you set your card down for the waiter to come get. “I want to, okay? You deserve to be treated to something nice every once and a while, even if it is just pizza.” You wink at him.

Jihoon wants to protest more but he knows you’ll just be stubborn about it. It’s exactly like what Jeonghan keeps going on about, how you’ll do anything for Jihoon. It’s annoying and there has to be something better to spend your time and money and efforts on. 

You two walk down the street to the bar and when you walk in it’s unbusy as it is Thursday night. You take a seat at the bar and Jihoon orders a cojinganmek. You don’t drink much but you order a beer for you to nurse throughout the night.

Idle conversation passes between you two as Jihoon continues to drink more and more. Drunk Jihoon is a lot looser than Sober Jihoon. He laughs at your drinks more, is more receptive to your touch, and is more attentive to what you are saying. His eyes bore into you admiringly as you talk about the latest antics of your roommates.

When Jihoon is finished with his second glass and is thoroughly wasted you decide it’s time to bring him home. You pay the bill and then help Jihoon stand. He’s a bit wobbly so you support his weight with an arm around his waist and his own arm thrown around your shoulder.

You order a Lyft which says it will take ten minutes to get to you. You and Jihoon sit on the curb by the bar and Jihoon slumps his body into yours.

“It’s cold,” Jihoon slurs out.

“Here.” You tug your hoodie off your body and help him struggle into it. His eyes close softly at the warmth and he leans back into you.

“You’re too nice to me Y/Nnie,” Jihoon mumbles. 

“Mmm is that a bad thing? Everyone needs kindness in their life.” Your hand plays with his dark locks as he snuggles his face into your neck.

Jihoon doesn’t respond and you think he’s falling asleep from the way his breathing steadies. When the Lyft pulls up you shake him awake and help him into the car. He lays his head down in your lap as you guys ride back to campus. You hum along to the radio and you rub Jihoon’s back until the Lyft is stopping and you have to help him out of the car.

“Come on Hoon-ah. You need to get to bed.” You dig around in his pockets until you find his ID card and his room key. You’re able to wrestle him into the elevator and to his dorm room. You struggle with Jihoon dangling off you as you try to unlock the door. Luckily you’re able to open the door and then help Jihoon inside.

“Jihoon! You’re home!” Soonyoung comes bounding out of his room only to stop when he sees you. “Oh, hi Y/N.”

“Hey Soonyoung. He’s a little drunk, which one is his room?”

“Here you’re probably tired. Let me bring him to bed. Thank you for bringing him home.” Soonyoung goes to grab Jihoon but Jihoon bats at his hand only to cling onto you tighter.

“No! I want Y/Nnie. Get away from me.”

“Shhh, it’s okay. Let’s get you to bed.” You shoot Soonyoung an apologetic look even though Soonyoung thinks he should be the one apologizing. Soonyoung just silently points to Jihoon’s room and you quietly thank him.

You help Jihoon lay down but he’s whining about his pants so you help him take his jeans off and he seems satisfied after that. You’re about to leave but Jihoon is grabbing at you again.

“No! Don’t leave me!” His fingernail digs into your skin and leaves a small gash and you hiss but sit down again, Jihoon’s grip loosening as you do.

“I have to go home, jagiya.” You tell him as you start to pet his hair again. The pet name slips out, but Jihoon only melts at it.

“Please. Just stay until I fall asleep?” He gives you big pleading eyes and you can’t say no to him. “Can you hum for me? I like when you hum.”

You comply and start to hum softly. Content, Jihoon settles down into bed, his arms wrapped around your forearm. Soon he’s asleep and you gently pry your arm out of his grip and close his door lightly.

“I’m sorry about him.” Soonyoung greets you outside Jihoon’s door. “He doesn’t normally drink.”

“I can tell. It’s okay, as long as he’s home safe.”

“You’re bleeding.” Soonyoung grabs your arm. There’s a long scratch where Jihoon’s nail broke your skin. “Let me get you a bandaid.”

Soonyoung helps patch up your arm and you bid a goodnight before you’re off to your own dorm to finally go to sleep.

“Ugh. I’m so hungover,” Jihoon groans as he trudges into the kitchen. Soonyoung is sitting at the breakfast bar drinking a cup of coffee.

“And who’s fault is that?” He quips.

“Shut up.”

“Is that a new hoodie?”

“What?” Jihoon looks down to see the large white hoodie he’s wrapped up in. There’s small black print on the front and Jihoon’s face flushes when he recognizes the article of clothing. “Uh yeah,” he lies. He can’t tell Soonyoung that he’s wearing your hoodie.

Oh god, what embarrassing things did he say and do last night?

Jihoon can’t focus on it too much though because he realizes he’s about to be late to class. He quickly throws on pants and a pair of shoes before he’s out the door. When he gets into the classroom the lecture hall is packed but there’s an open seat next to you of course, your bag sitting on the chair to save him the seat.

Jihoon picks up your bag and sets it at your feet so he can sit down in the chair. You look up at him as he does and smile at him.

“How are you feeling today Jihoon?”

“Awful.”

“Here.” Once again you’re handing him a water bottle, this time it’s accompanied by a bottle of painkillers. Jihoon gratefully takes the two items and pops two pills before downing the water.

When he hands back the bottle of pills he notices the bandaid on your arm, the skin around it a little red. “What happened to your arm?”

“You uh, scratched me last night,” you admit sheepishly. “It’s okay though! It doesn’t even hurt. Soonyoung just insisted on bandaging it because it was bleeding a little.”

Jihoon doesn’t know what to say. There’s your never ending kindness again. Always willing to let Jihoon off the hook for things, giving him everything while he can’t even spit out an apology. Class starts but Jihoon can’t stop shooting glances over at you. He’s lucky this class is just a seminar and he doesn’t have to pay too close attention.

When class gets done you pick up your bag and Jihoon’s and start to walk to the dining hall. Jihoon trails behind you, but you don’t mind. Jihoon is too focused on staring at you to keep up with your pace.

It isn’t until someone is calling his name that he comes out of his stupor. He expects it to be you but instead it’s a girl from one of his classes last year. What’s her name…Sujin?

“Jihoon! Hey. I haven’t seen you around in a while, but I’m glad I’m able to catch you. This might be kind of out of left field since we haven’t talked in a while but I was wondering...would you go out with me?”

The answer is no. Jihoon does not want to go out with Sujin. He’s just about to say that when he feels a hand on his shoulder. “Who’s this Hoon-ah?” Your voice is tense and curt in a way Jihoon has never heard before. You’re taller than Sujin and you look down your nose at her. The normal glint in your eye is replaced with a raging fire.

Sujin must get the message because she cowers back a bit. “O-oh, hello. I wasn’t- I’m just gonna go. Forget what I said Jihoon. Bye.” With that she scutters off.

Then with just the blink of an eye you’re back to normal, smiling cheerfully at Jihoon while you tell him to hurry up to the dining hall. Jihoon isn’t too sure what just happened, maybe some kind of possessive puppy thing that Wonwoo would make fun of him for. Jihoon isn’t too sure but the small voice in the back of his head tells him he doesn’t mind too much either.

It’s Friday which means both your friends and his friends have conflicting schedules so you eat lunch together. You dump the bags at your guys’ usual table (a booth hidden in the corner of the cafeteria) before you go to get food. When you get back to the table Jihoon is already digging into his large heap of food.

“Do you want something to drink?” You ask him as you set down your plate, but don’t sit.

“Water, please,” he responds but it comes out more like “waarrr pweeze” because his mouth is full. You go fill up two cups with ice water and bring them back to the table and set one in front of Jihoon before you sit down.

You two eat in relative silence until someone is calling your name. Jihoon looks behind him to see the tall guy you usually sit with heading towards the table. Your face lights up and you stand to greet the guy. You guys hug and Jihoon scowls at this a bit.

“I thought you had class today.” You sit back down and your friend sits down next to you, practically on your lap.

What’s his deal, give Y/N some space, Jihoon thinks. He continues to frown as he goes back to eating his food, his appetite a lot smaller than earlier. Jihoon struggles to think of this guy’s name. Ming-something.

“Jihoon right?” The guy is now looking at Jihoon. “You’re Y/N’s high school friend.”

“Uh, yeah.” Jihoon wouldn’t exactly call you a friend but for the time being it’s easier to say yes.

“Cool, I’m Mingyu!” He holds out a large hand and Jihoon just stares at it. Mingyu gets the idea and awkwardly retracts his hand, but he doesn’t seem too upset by it because soon his hand is fiddling with your own. Jihoon glares at this as well. You can’t eat if he’s messing with your hands.

“Is something wrong Jihoon?” You ask him. Your head is tilted to the side again and it makes Jihoon think about how Wonwoo calls you his puppy. In moments like this he can see the resemblance.

“No, I’m fine,” Jihoon snaps. You recoil a bit at this, frowning, and Jihoon feels a twinge of guilt. It doesn’t stick though, because the big oaf is back to bothering you.

“Are you coming to the party tomorrow Y/Nnie?” He asks you.

“What party?”

“The one at Sigma Beta Tau.”

Jihoon knows what party Mingyu is talking about. SVT is the frat that Seungcheol is the president of. Fraternities aren’t really something Jihoon is interested in but it makes Seungcheol happy so Jihoon can’t complain. Not that Jihoon cares, but he listens for your answer. Just so he knows if he has to avoid you or not.

“I don’t know Gyu…”

“Please! C’mon Jihoon, tell Y/N to come.”

“Don’t drag me into this,” Jihoon grumbles.

“Well are you going to be there Hoon-ah?” You ask him. Your eyes are wide and sweet and Jihoon wants to smack that look off your face.

He’s about to spit out a it’s none of your business but your stupid puppy dog eyes are just too persuasive. “Yeah. You should uh, come too.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll think about it.” You shoot him a smile that’s too bright for Jihoon’s liking. With the conversation out of the way you smack Mingyu’s hands away so you can eat and Jihoon smirks a bit at that.

The smirk is wiped off his face when Mingyu decides to talk again. “Hey, is that Y/N hoodie?”

You and Jihoon both whip your heads to look at the sweatshirt on Jihoon’s body. Right, he left in such a hurry he never changed out of it.

“Oh uh, you can have it back.” Jihoon goes to take off the hoodie but you stop him.

“No, it’s okay. I have plenty of others. You look good in it as well.” You wink at him like you did last night and Jihoon feels his face get hot. Probably from the dining hall ovens.

Mingyu seems to notice Jihoon’s flush as well and glares at the older boy, Jihoon glares back. You don’t notice the tension between the two and Jihoon can't tell if that's a good or bad thing.

The frat house is loud and hot. It’s overwhelming and you can’t remember why you agreed to come. You weave in between bodies with a cup of soju mixed with some kind of fruit juice in your hand. You’ve barely taken a sip out of it and you’re just looking for a place where you can sit.

The upstairs front room is less busy than the downstairs living room and there’s a few empty spaces on the couch. Also on the couch is one Lee Jihoon. Right, that’s why you agreed to come.

You happily bounce over to the couch, a new vigor inside you now that you’ve laid your sight on the boy. You take the seat next to him and right away he turns to address you.

“You came.”

“Yeah! Kind of regretting it though,” you chuckle a bit. 

“Are you not having fun?” Genuine concern laces Jihoon’s voice.

“Parties just aren’t my thing. I get too overstimulated,” you explain as you fiddle with the rim of your cup. “Nothing against Seungcheol at all, it’s all parties in general.”

“Well come on.” Jihoon is standing and offering his hand out to you. You stall for a moment but then grab onto his outreached limb, letting him pull you away from the party. He tugs you upstairs into the restricted area.

“Can we be here?” You ask in a low voice, afraid to get caught. Jihoon laughs a bit at you.

“Yeah, Seungcheol lets me up here during parties, not worries.” Jihoon opens a door and pulls you inside. Right away you can tell the room belongs to the frat president himself. The room just screams CHOI SEUNGCHEOL.

Once inside you notice how quieter it is. You automatically feel a lot more at peace. Jihoon gestures for you to join him on the bed and reluctantly you climb on.

“What movie do you want to watch?” Jihoon asks as he turns on the TV and pulls up Netflix. You two settle on a random animated kids movie that’s saved in Seungcheol’s “My List” for whatever reason.

You remember you’re still holding your cup and you try to take a drink only to recoil back again. “Eugh.”

“Switch me.” Jihoon holds out his own cup. “It’s just Cola I promise.”

You give him your cup and take his, taking a drink and humming pleased at the taste of the sweet, bubbly soda. You look over at Jihoon who’s drinking out of the cup with alcohol and when he brings the cup away from his lips you nudge your shoulder into his. “Don’t get drunk on me again.”

Jihoon flushes at this and you pretend not to notice to save him from the embarrassment. “I promise I don’t usually drink, especially not like that.”

“Don’t worry Hoon-ah, I believe you.”

A comfortable silence falls between you guys as you focus on the movie. Without meaning to your eyelids start to droop and soon you fall into a slumber.

Jihoon doesn’t realize you’ve fallen asleep until it gets a little too quiet. He looks over to see your eyes closed, your mouth open just a bit as your chest rises and falls. Jihoon knows he shouldn’t stare but he can’t help it. You look so sweet and peaceful when you’re sleeping. Your features are soft and your normal demanding presence is replaced with one of being small and calm.

You stir a bit and Jihoon is afraid you’ve caught him staring but instead you just shift. Your head falls onto Jihoon’s shoulder and your arms move to wrap around his torso. Jihoon tenses up, but then slowly unstiffens at the way you nuzzle into him. God you really are just a puppy aren’t you.

Jihoon wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his side even more. This doesn’t mean he likes you, it’s just only fair that you get a good sleep after you let him sleep in class the other day. If Jihoon’s heart flutters at the way you cling onto his shirt, well he pretends he doesn’t notice it.

Jihoon is starting to doze off himself when the door to Seungcheol’s room opens and the tenant of the room walks in.

“Ew are you having sex in my bed?” Seungcheol shouts as he only saw two bodies on his bed before he squeezed his eyes shut.

“No!” Jihoon hisses. “Be quiet, they’re sleeping.” Your body has compacted itself even more so your knees are drawn to your chest as you hug Jihoon tightly.

Seungcheol slowly removes his hand from his eyes to look at his best friend sitting on his bed, his puppy curled up on his side. Seungcheol’s face softens at the sight before it turns into confusion. “Wait, I thought you didn’t like them.”

“I don’t,” Jihoon insists without giving any more explanation, leaving Seungcheol even more confused.

“Well can you get out of my room?”

Jihoon sighs. He really hates to wake you up. He starts off by removing your arms from his body. When he’s standing and fully stretched out he shakes you gently. You stir a bit and your face scrunches up before your eyes blink a bit open. You rub at your eyes and squint up at Jihoon and in a moment of weakness he finds you adorable. It only takes him a second to come to his senses though.

“We’re being kicked out. C’mon.” Jihoon helps you crawl off the bed. He supports your weight as you guys walk downstairs and to the front porch of the frat building. You’re still half asleep on your feet but you still have to get home. He then turns his back to you and squats down a bit. “Hop on.”

You don’t question it and clamber onto his back. Jihoon is surprisingly strong and is able to carry you across campus without a hassle. He’s about to bring you to your dorm before he realizes he doesn’t know what floor or room you live in. He’s not going to leave you alone though so there’s only one more option.

You’re fully asleep on Jihoon’s back by the time he gets into his dorm. He can feel your warm breath against his neck as he moves into his room. He lets you down onto the bed and pulls the covers onto you but as he goes to leave you grab his arm. Jihoon feels a wave of deja vu but he can’t dwell on it because you’re tugging on his arm.

“Can Jihoonie stay?” Your voice is quiet and shy and a bit slurred from sleep. Jihoon’s heart thumps in his chest. You’ve never called him Jihoonie before, it’s always either Jihoon or Hoon-ah. Normally he hates it when people call him the silly nickname, but he can’t help but like the way it sounds coming from your lips.

“I shouldn’t,” Jihoon tells you, despite wanting to crawl right into bed with you, stealing your body warmth for himself.

“Okay,” you mumble sadly. Jihoon is a bit surprised (disappointed) you give up so easily. Your hand doesn’t let go of Jihoon though. You tug a bit harder and Jihoon is bending down to meet your demands. “Thanks for taking care of me jagiya.” You try to press a kiss onto his cheek but you’re still a bit disoriented and it lands on the corner of his mouth instead and butterflies erupt in Jihoon’s stomach.

Jihoon doesn’t sleep. He lays on the couch the whole night, staring up at the dark ceiling. He doesn’t know what to do. How to feel.

How is it possible that you’ve wormed your way into his heart? When did he stop being annoyed by your presence and started to enjoy it?

Jihoon knows he doesn’t deserve you. He’s been nothing but rude to you, but you stay loyal. You’re so sickeningly sweet and Jihoon is more bitter than the black coffee he loves to drink. Every chance he’s given Jihoon is rude to you. He isn’t allowed to feel this way about you, it's not fair.

He’s still beating himself up when he hears the cry coming from his room. He’s up in an instant and at the door. His hand stutters as he goes to reach for the handle but he persists through when he hears you cry out again.

Jihoon’s heart breaks when he sees you. Tear tracks stain your face and your body is shaking as you cling onto the covers. You’ve never looked so meek in your life. Jihoon is at your side instantly as he reaches out to grab your arm with one hair and to pet your hair with the other.

“Y/N. Y/N, baby, wake up.” It barely registers in his mind that he called you baby, too focused on stopping your nightmare. You wake up after a couple more seconds. Tears are still coming down your face and you sniffle a bit as you look up at Jihoon.

“H-hoonie?”

“Hey baby, it’s okay. You’re safe now.” Jihoon pushes you over a bit so he can crawl into bed next to you. He wraps you up in his arms and you promptly bury your face into his neck. Your breath is still shaky and your hands grip onto him tightly but Jihoon doesn’t mind, he just rubs your back soothingly.

It doesn’t take long for you to fall back asleep, your face more peaceful this time now that you’re in Jihoon’s protective arms. He knows he shouldn’t be holding you like this, he shouldn’t be here laying in bed with you, but tonight, he can be selfish.

When he wakes up his bed is cold and empty and Jihoon can’t help but feel a bit disappointed. It takes him a moment to fully wake up and roll out of bed. Without thinking he throws your hoodie on and shuffles into the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen he sees the small blue sticky note on the counter. Scrawled in your handwriting is Good morning Jihoon! I had to run but I made you breakfast (it's in the microwave), text me if you need anything else! - Y/N ♡

There you go again, taking care of Jihoon. For the first time ever Jihoon feels guilty for taking advantage of your kindness. You had a rough night and you’re still the one waking up and making Jihoon breakfast. He moves over to the microwave and opens it to see a bowl of breakfast fried rice with two big slices of ham on top.

Jihoon is just digging into his breakfast when the door opens and Soonyoung stumbles in.

“What’s your problem?” Jihoon grunts.

“Hungover,” Soonyoung mutters before he goes digging through the cupboards for painkillers. “Spent the night at Wonwoo’s.” He downs his water and the pills before sitting down at the counter. The sticky note catches his eyes and he looks at it. “Y/N was over last night?”

“Uh yeah, after the party.”

“Oh good you and Y/Nnie are getting along now!”

Jihoon sputters over his words, not quite sure what he should say. “We, I-, it’s not like that.”

“Like what?” Soonyoung reaches over and steals the last bit of ham in Jihoon’s bowl. Jihoon is too focused on trying to figure out what he’s saying to yell at his roommate.

“It didn’t mean anything. I was just being nice.”

“That’s still a step forward. You’re never nice to Y/N.” Soonyoung’s words have Jihoon’s stomach rolling. Why is he never nice to you? When did he decide that your doting and kindness was annoying instead of sweet?

There’s nothing special to Jihoon or his relationship with you. You guys met in high school and ran in different circles but you would still regularly bump into each other with shared classes and school events and club activities. Jihoon never found you special, just another stranger he was forced to be around.

Back in high school you didn’t bother Jihoon much. It wasn’t until your freshman year of college that you decided to start following him around. It was then that Jihoon decided your constant presence was bothersome. Oh how wrong he was.

Jihoon’s eyes flit back down to your note. He opens his phone and searches for your number. It’s buried in his contacts and when he clicks on your guys’ text conversation his heart clenches at the sight. Albeit there isn’t much there, most likely because Jihoon has never responded to any of the messages you’ve sent. The last one is from over nine months ago, you seemingly giving up on trying to text him.

His fingers itch to text you, to send you a message, but he stops himself. He shouldn’t bother you when you’re out doing something. It’s not fair to you for him to call on you when you’re busy, because he knows if he does, you’ll come running to him. Just like a dog when their owner calls them to come.

The rest of the day Jihoon can’t stop thinking about you. About your sparkling eyes and smiling mouth and soft body and-

Jihoon is going to drive himself insane thinking about you.

It’s wrong. Wrong for him to think about you in that way. To think that he can have you when you deserve much better. It’s not fair for him to want you when all he’s done is push you away.

But how can he not want you? Want your water bottle offerings and your soft sweatshirts and your home cooked meals and your soft humming. What has Jihoon been missing out on? Your warm cuddles and the way you call him ‘jagiya’ and little handwritten notes with hearts at the end.

Jihoon’s mind is spinning. It seems like in a matter of a night he’s gone from hating you to wanting you to be his. He wants you in his life, he wants all of your quirks and your doting and your sickly sweet personality.

He’s been a fool to think of you as anything but amazing. All those times pushing you away, was it because he knew deep down? Knew that if he let you in he would be falling head over heels for you.

You practically already act like Jihoon is your boyfriend. You never scold him when he stays up too late but you gently push him to take care of himself. You always treat him right, letting him copy your homework when he forgets about it in lieu of a long night of producing. Nothing would really change if you became his S/O.

Guilt creeps up Jihoon’s back and bites at his brain though. He wants all of that, wants you, but he doesn’t deserve you. He’s been horrible to you over and over again and you’ve been nothing but nice. Why does he think he can get you now that he’s finally shaped up? All of his past relationships have ended in a big giant fail, most on his part. What if he does the same with you?

You need someone who can be just as sweet as you. Someone who will give you as much as you give them. It’s not fair for Jihoon to expect you to continue giving to him while he doesn’t know if he can give you the same back. But god does he want you so badly. What is he going to do?

The next time you and Jihoon run into each other is your morning Monday class, Intro to Music Business.

“Hoon-ah!” You call for him and Jihoon’s heart bursts at your smiling face. How has he denied you for so long?

Jihoon quickly makes his way to your side and without saying anything he pulls you into his arms. He buries his face into your neck and holds you tight against him. Your body stiffens at first but relaxes and you wrap your own limbs around him. Jihoon finds that he likes the smell of your shampoo, it’s comforting.

“Jihoon? Are you okay?” Your voice is low in his ear as your hands play with the hair at the nape of his neck. You and Jihoon have actually never hugged before and you’re worried something is wrong.

“Mhmm,” Jihoon hums. “Just wanted a hug.” He pulls away before sitting in his chair. You’re still a little dumbfounded but sit down next to him nonetheless. The whole class you notice how close Jihoon is sitting next to you. Normally he likes his space and leans away from you but today he leans towards you, his knee knocking into yours occasionally.

When you guys walk out of class Jihoon is about to say goodbye to you but you stop him. “Actually my next class got canceled for today. Could I uh, eat lunch with you and your friends? You can say no but-”

“Of course you can.” Jihoon smiles at you and your heart melts a bit. How is he so adorable?

You two walk to the dining hall where Jihoon’s friends are already deep in a conversation. You know all of them but you wouldn’t say you know any of them besides Soonyoung. Jihoon sits and you go over to the food area to get two plates before coming back to the table, sitting in between Jihoon and Joshua. You give Jihoon his plate and he smiles at you gratefully before digging in.

“Hey Y/N!” Soonyoung’s bright smile nearly rivals yours. “I have never seen you on Monday before.”

“Ah, I normally have class,” you explain.

After that nobody really pays mind to you. You don’t care too much but it’s a bit awkward sitting with all of the boys as they basically ignore your existence. If it wasn’t for Jihoon’s thigh touching yours you wouldn’t even be able to tell that anyone remembered you were there.

You pull out your phone to scroll through social media. You laugh to yourself when you see a funny TikTok about music majors. You look over at Jihoon who looks lost at the conversation going on so you nudge him a bit.

“Hoon-ah, look at this,” you tell Jihoon. It reminds him of a puppy asking their owner to play with them. Jihoon doesn’t mind, just leaning into you so he can look at your phone. He knows the guys are watching the way your heads touch as you hunch over the phone but he doesn’t really care.

Even after you guys are done watching the TikTok you wanted to show Jihoon, he still keeps his chin resting on your shoulder as you continue to scroll through your feed. Jihoon likes being able to feel the heat radiating off your body, absorbing your warmth for himself. He’s itching to just wrap his arms around your torso but he won’t let him, afraid to cross any boundaries and make you uncomfortable. Instead he opts to play with your hand, just like Mingyu was doing the other day. This is different though, this is him doing it, instead of that stupid giant. 

You both are finished eating and your next class isn’t for another hour. A few of his friends disperse but the others stay at the table, talking about whatever topic they find interesting. The table is down to just you, Jihoon, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, and Jeonghan when Seungkwan and Seokmin walk up.

“Y/Nnie!” Seokmin calls. You look up from your phone to see the two boys staring down at you.

“Min, Kwan! Hi!” You smile up at them and Jihoon swears that if you had a tail it would be wagging right now.

“You probably ate but do you want to come sit with us?” Seungkwan asks.

You pull away from Jihoon to look at him with big pleading eyes, like you’re asking him permission to go sit with your friends. “I don’t mind. I’ll catch you in class, right?”

“Stay in the dining hall and we can walk over together, okay?” You stand up and grab your back before shooting a smile at Jihoon. Jihoon watches you start up an animated conversation with your friends as you go to sit with them.

“Jihoon what the hell was that?” Jeonghan asks.

“It looks like the owner has gotten just as attached to the puppy,” Wonwoo teases. “Am I right Hoon-ah?” Jihoon glares at Wonwoo for ruining your nickname for him.

“Shut up, all of you,” Jihoon grumbles. He wonders if it would be weird if he ditched his friends just so he could go sit with you and your friends.

“Does this have anything to do with Sunday morning?”

“Oh what happened Sunday morning?”

"Well Sunday morning-"

“Who are you guys? Joshua? Shut up about Sunday morning,” Jihoon snaps.

To Jihoon’s annoyance though, Soonyoung doesn’t shut up. “Apparently Y/Nnie spent the night and then they made Jihoon a nice breakfast and left him an adorable note.” The other boys coo at Jihoon which has his blood boiling even more.

“I just realized some shit okay.”

“Realized what? That you’re done being a dick and now you want them? Yeah good luck with that one,” Wonwoo snorts. Jihoon glares at Wonwoo, but this time he can’t help but feel like there is some weight to his words.

Everything blows up the next Thursday.

To Jihoon, it’s inevitable, but it doesn’t make it any easier. 

You guys are at lunch again. Your friends are sitting at the table next to his so you guys are still close to one another. Jihoon keeps glancing over at you and every time he does, you’re staring right back. It has him flustered like a shy schoolboy. He’s never felt like this before.

The past couple of day’s Jihoon has been more receptive to you. Not as much as you are to him, but still it’s a start. At the end of the day Jihoon’s mind still spins thinking about you and his feelings for you. How much he’s infatuated with you, and in turn how much he shouldn’t be.

He’s started to text you, which is new, but nice. You’re actually texting each other right now. He can hear you giggling at your table everytime he sends something you think is humorous.

Everything seems okay, that is until Kim Mingyu happens. Kim fucking Mingyu. Who Jihoon has found, he doesn’t like that much, or at all.

“Jihoon-ssi,” the booming voice has Jihoon looking up from where he’s responding to your text. It’s the big guy who’s addressing him, a glare on his face as he stands.

“Gyu, stop.” Your voice is soft but Jihoon still hears you, sees the way you grab at Mingyu’s forearm to get him to sit back down.

“Stop fucking around with Y/N. We only know you’re using them, so just cut the shit okay.”

“Mingyu!” You hiss. “Sit back down right now.”

“No, I’m tired of seeing him play with your emotions and treat you like shit all the time. You’re the best person to walk this goddamn Earth and he can’t even give you the time of day!” Jihoon wonders how Mingyu knows all this. They’ve barely interacted at all, so that means that you’re telling him yourself how poorly Jihoon treats you. His stomach stirs.

“Do not yell at me,” you growl, “and do not talk about Jihoon like that.”

“Well then stop simping over him! He doesn’t like you like that!”

“Shut up Kim Mingyu.” Jihoon has never seen your eyes so sharp and glaring before. Your harsh gaze bores into Mingyu like you guys are having a silent argument through your eyes.

“Loyal and protective,” Jihoon hears Wonwoo whisper, that teasing tone in his voice again. That’s what makes everything inside of Jihoon snap.

Mingyu is right. It’s not fair of him to treat you like shit while you do nothing but give him kindness. You’re always so loyal to him, no matter what. You deserve something better. Someone better. Someone who’s not him. Jihoon has wracked his mind time after time wondering why you picked him, why you were always so kind to him and kept giving him chance after chance. Why do you never give up on him? It’s unfair of him to make you deal with him continually. Someone as precious as you needs someone other than Jihoon.

In order for you to let go, he has to cut you off. Hurting you now will be much better than hurting you later.

“Yah! Kim Mingyu!” Jihoon’s voice snaps both of your stares away from each other to Jihoon. “You’re right, I am using Y/N. They’re so pathetic thinking that I’ll ever like them back. Not to mention they’re just so goddamn annoying. The incessant bothering me and doting on me. I’ll be glad for them leave me the fuck alone.” Jihoon’s words are laced with malice as he snarls them out. Your body is cowering back in your seat, trying to make yourself small, trying to ignore the tears welling up in your eyes. “I pray for the day I never have to see Y/N again.” With his final words spat out Jihoon grabs his back and storms out of the dining hall.

His chest tightens as he does. His heart aches, making it hard to breathe. He tried to think about anything other than the words he just yelled. Other than the look on your face. This is what he’s wanted for years, so why does it hurt so much right now? He had to do it, so you can be happy. That’s what he tells himself at least.

Jihoon hates the way he can feel you missing from his life. You don’t sit by him in class anymore, don’t even look at him. It also makes Jihoon realize how much he relied on you. When he falls asleep in class he doesn’t have a way to get the notes. When he eats lunch on Friday your guys’ table feels a little too empty by himself. When he walks to class he misses the way you would blabber about everything. It’s not just that either, it’s everything.

It seems like the universe is out to get him because he can’t stop thinking about you. Even things that shouldn’t remind you of him do. Even the stupid cookie Soonyoung brings him reminds him of you. It’s your favorite flavor and Jihoon has to stop and think about how he knows that. How does he know that? Since when does he know you so well? All that time listening to you blabber about stupid things, maybe Jihoon wasn’t blocking you out as much as he thought he was.

It pains Jihoon’s heart. His mind keeps flashing to the pained look on your face before he turned his back on you. He spends most of his time in class staring at you, willing for you to look at him just once. You never do.

He misses you. He wishes you would come back. You can only kick a dog so many times before it stops coming home though.

You make an effort to avoid Jihoon, he can tell, and he doesn’t blame you. It doesn’t stop him from wishing you’d be by his side though. He just wants to see you. See your soft eyes and sweet smile.

Jihoon gets the opportunity, but not in the way he was hoping.

“Mingyu-ah!” Jihoon recognizes the voice but this time it’s not calling for him. You blur past him as you run to the taller boy and launch yourself into his arms. He catches you and sweeps you up into a big hug. You giggle as he presses quick little kisses into your face.

Jihoon’s whole body stops moving. When did this happen? Since when is Kim fucking Mingyu the object of your affections?

Jihoon knows. He knows he’s not allowed to have feelings about your current relationship, but the sight of you and the younger boy makes his stomach churn and his chest tighten.

Mingyu lets you slide down his front, your feet landing on the ground again. You stay on your tiptoes though, as Mingyu leans down and captures your lips against his. You hold his big head in your hands and his hands rests on your waist. The sight makes Jihoon disgusted. He wants to go and tear Mingyu’s hands off of you. As much as Jihoon doesn’t deserve you, neither does Kim Mingyu. 

“Leave them be.” The new voice makes Jihoon jump a bit and a scowl sits on his face as he turns to see Soonyoung. “Look how happy they are. Look at the way Mingyu loves them back. You don’t get to ruin that Jihoon.”

“Shut up Soonyoung,” Jihoon growls.

“You’re just mad because I’m right. You’re the one who denied Y/N for years and then chased them off. I don’t care if you’re suddenly in love with them or whatever you’ve got going on, but keep it to yourself. You’ve already hurt Y/N enough.”

With that Soonyoung turns and leaves, leaving Jihoon alone with his thoughts once again.

The next time Jihoon has to witness you and your boyfriend together is at another frat party. You’re all that’s been on Jihoon’s mind. He’s constantly at battle with himself, going between how this is better for you, but thinking about how much he misses you, how much he regrets hurting you. It takes all of his resistance not to text you. To stop you after class. To do anything to get you to interact with him.

He came to the party in hopes to run into you but also to try and get drunk to get his mind off of you. It’s complicated. He’s not even drunk though as he makes his way to the bathroom. He passes one of the hallway closets but stops. Jihoon’s stomach rolls as he hears your voice accompanied by loud kissing noises.

“Mingyu~” you whine. “Stop, we can’t do this. Not here.”

“I promise nobody will catch us.” The kissing noises continue.

“We really should stop Gyu. Doing this in here is…dirty.” You let out a gasp. Jihoon doesn’t know what happened but his blood still boils over it.

He hears you continue to protest while the kissing noises continue. Jihoon can’t take it anymore and he storms over to the door and throws it open. You and Mingyu both look shocked to see the intrusion. Mingyu’s mouth is close to your neck and one of his hands is on your ass as the other looks like it’s on its way down your pants.

“They said stop,” Jihoon growls. He grabs your arm and pulls you to his side. He puffs his chest out as if to scare Mingyu away, even though there’s over a 20cm difference between their heights.

“Hey it wasn’t like that, I promise. We-”

“Were just messing around? Yeah and what if Y/N didn’t take it as a joke? They already don’t like parties and now you’re crowding them out in a fucking closet-”

“Jihoon, it’s okay,” you assure the older boy. Your warm hand burns into his shoulder. “I know Mingyu wouldn’t do anything like that.”

“It doesn’t matter if it was just playful. You said stop and he didn’t. Come on, I’m walking you back to your dorm.” Jihoon turns and grabs your arm again so you can follow along with him.

“Hey, that's my partner!” Mingyu calls after Jihoon as he starts to pull you away.

“Too bad. Don’t follow us.” With that Jihoon pulls you out of the frat all together and closes the door in Mingyu’s face. He doesn’t let go of your arm as you guys make your way back to your dorms.

“What was that about Hoon-ah?” You ask the older boy with an exasperated sigh. Jihoon knows you’re mad at him, but he still relishes in the way you use the nickname on him.

“He didn’t respect your space. Guys like him are trouble Y/N. They don’t want anything other than sex,” Jihoon explains. It kills him to think about you and Mingyu in that way. That you guys are doing more than just kissing every once and a while. That Mingyu can put his hands all over you everywhere and that you let him.

“Maybe that’s what I want Jihoon.” The way you say his name is cruel and impatient.

Your words make Jihoon stop in his tracks. “Don’t say that.”

“Say what? That I want to have sex with my boyfriend.”

“That you want him to use you,” Jihoon snaps. “You deserve better than that.”

“Like you? Last time I checked you aren’t the most upstanding gentlemen either. At least I know Mingyu likes me back. Just leave me alone Jihoon,” you sigh as you push past Jihoon. He hates being treated like this. At least by you. Is this how you felt for the past two years?

Jihoon can’t get his body to move. He watched the way your back retreats, getting smaller and smaller. His feet are stuck to the ground and his throat is dry. Why can’t he do anything?

It’s not until you’re already inside your dorm building that Jihoon can find his voice. “I’m sorry Y/N…”

Jihoon thinks he’s hallucinating when he sees you crying alone on a bench on campus. It’s later in the evening and there’s a bite in the air but you’re in just a t-shirt and jeans as you sob into your hands. Jihoon doesn’t know what to do. Are you going to be even more upset if he approached you? But it would be wrong to leave you here crying all alone, vulnerable. He’s already done too many wrong things when it comes to you, so he decides to walk up to you.

“Y/N?” He gingerly rests his hand on your back and you look up at him. It reminds him of the night wherever everything really started. The night when you had your nightmare and Jihoon held you all night.

Jihoon wants to wipe your tears away but he stops himself. He doesn’t know if you’re going to be upset seeing him. “Jihoon,” you sob out. “I broke up with Mingyu.”

“Oh.” Jihoon sits down and pulls you into his arms. You sob into his shirt. He lets you. He rubs circles into your back, trying to calm you down the best he can. He ignores his slight happiness at the fact you and Mingyu are broken up. He can’t focus on it when you’re obviously in pain.

“I’m not crying because I broke up with Mingyu though,” you say through sniffles.

“Oh…well…why are you crying?” Jihoon’s words are slow and calculated, afraid that he’s going to set you off if he says the wrong thing.

“Because of you dumbass.”

“Oh.”

“Will you stop saying ‘oh’!” Your tears have stopped but your face is still buried in Jihoon’s chest. “You’re really stupid you know that.”

“Yeah, I’ve been realizing that lately. So…do you want to talk about it?”

“Yes. But I also hate you right now.”

“I know,” Jihoon tells you as he helps you stand. “Come on, it’s cold out.” He grabs your bag and throws it over his shoulder as he takes your hand in his. He guides you through the campus until he comes to his dorm. You don’t say anything as you ride up the elevator to his dorm or as he shuffles you into his room.

You automatically climb into his bed and bury yourself under the covers to try and gain your heat back. Jihoon scooches you over so he can climb in with you and you rest your head on his chest. Jihoon’s arms automatically wrap around you and to Jihoon it just feels right. 

“I already told you I hate you right?”

“Yes.”

“Okay good, I just need you to know that before I say the next thing.” You’re glad you don’t have to look at him because you’re not sure if you would be able to do this if you were looking at his face. “I think I’m in love with you. But I know you don’t like me like that. You probably don’t even consider me a friend. I know I’m annoying, and not just because you said it, like I know I’m annoying, and I’m sorry that you’ve had to deal with me for so long. I-”

“Shut up.” Jihoon tells you, his hand coming to play with your hair. “You’re not annoying, I’m just mean. You’re nothing but sweet and caring and the best person I’ve ever met. You do nothing but take care of me and in all honesty you’re way out of my league. Remember that night I got super drunk?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t drink, like ever, but god I needed a drink that night. Being with you the whole night made me feel some sort of way and it scared me. Then after the frat party I was completely gone. I realized just how amazing you are and how awful I’ve been.”

“That is something we can agree on,” you snort.

“And then when Mingyu confronted me I realized just how much I’ve been hurting you. It dawned on me that you are worth so much more than I was seeing and that it wasn’t fair for me to want you to be mine when I couldn’t even treat you properly. And I was scared. You’re so precious and what if I did even more things wrong and broke you to pieces? What if it didn’t work out? You never gave up on me, but what if one day you did, what would I do then? So I said a bunch of shit that I didn’t believe because I thought it would be better for you if you finally let go of me. But then it killed me to see you with Mingyu.”

“Do you know why I broke up with Mingyu?”

“No.”

“He’s been on me for months now about you. When you, uh, yelled at me, he was saying all this shit about how like he’s so much better than you and shit. He told me to give him a chance to see how I should be treated properly. So we went on a date and I love Gyu, but only as a friend. It just didn’t feel right for him and I could tell he was really only doing it to get back at you or something so yeah. I guess neither of our hearts were in it.” You’re not cold anymore but you don’t want to move out of Jihoon’s arms. Even if you wanted to, you don’t think that Jihoon is going to let go of you that easily.

“You deserve so much more than me and Mingyu combined. I hope you know that.”

“Do you know why I like you so much?”

“Because I was the only familiar face in a new place?”

You chuckle a bit at that. “No, but that didn’t hurt. It’s because you’re literally so perfect Jihoon. You’re talented and attractive and you have a big heart. Remember in high school when that dick dumped his whole tray of food on Sungho’s head and homework? You checked on Sungho first and then chewed out that guy for like twenty minutes. You’ve always just been so admirable and I was so excited to see you here and have the chance to get to know you, but I guess I went a little overboard. I’m sorry for any trouble I’ve caused you. If you really want me to leave you alone now, I understand.”

“No!” Jihoon sits up causing you to tumble off his chest. You’re about to scold him but when you look at him he’s staring at you with passion in his eyes. “I never want you to leave me alone. I love when we eat lunch together and when you make me study with you and when you tell me about your day. There was this warmth in my chest when we went to go see those bands together and when we watched the movie together in Seungcheol’s room. I know that I’ve hurt you and that I’ve been nothing but rude and dismissive to you but I want you in my life. I don’t care if you act like my dog all the time, I want you to be mine.”

“Did you just call me a dog?”

“No!” Jihoon yells in frustration, not at you but at himself. “Ugh I just- it’s this thing Wonwoo keeps saying. He says you act like my puppy or something.”

“Your puppy huh? I kinda like the sound of that.” You grin at Jihoon and he flushes. God the effect you have on him. “So does this mean you like me back?”

“Y-yes,” Jihoon stutters. Why is this so embarrassing to admit? “And I want you to be mine but you deserve-”

Jihoon is cut off by your lips pressing against his. This kiss is even better than the one you gave him the night you slept in his bed. Jihoon grabs your face automatically and reciprocates the kiss fully. Before Jihoon can really appreciate the kiss you’re pulling away from him, resting your forehead against his.

“Sorry for kissing you without asking.” You’re a little breathless, Jihoon is too. “But you really need to learn when to shut up. I want you Jihoon. Nobody else. You’re sweet, I know you are. We’ll work things out, okay?”

“Okay,” Jihoon murmurs. He’s staring at your lips. He wants to kiss you again. “Kiss me again?”

“And you say I’m the dog.”

“Oh shut up.”

“Make me.” He does.

“You guys are gross,” Jeonghan tells you and Jihoon when he sits down at lunch on Tuesday. You guys are sitting side by side, Jihoon’s hand rests on your thigh as you lean into his shoulder.

“They’re in love, Hannie,” Jun tells the elder. “Let them be happy.”

“I didn’t realize Jihoon getting a partner would mean he would become a simp,” Jeonghan says.

“At least I can get a partner,” Jihoon quips back.

“Barely,” Wonwoo snorts.

“Y/N! Heard you dumped Mingyu’s sorry ass. HA!” Your friends come bounding up to the table. It’s Minghao who’s yelling at you. You groan and bury your face in Jihoon’s neck.

“Wait! Are you two?” Seokmin’s eyes flit between you and your boyfriend. “Finally! Y/N’s pining was getting a little too pathetic.”

“Seokmin!” Your head shoots up to glare at the boy. You turn to your boyfriend. “Don’t listen to them. I really wasn’t that bad. I didn’t even start having a crush on you until like a couple months ago and-”

Jihoon cuts your rambling off. “You’re cute, you know that.”

You blush at this. Your stupid boyfriend can get you so flustered. He flusters you even more when he cups your face and presses a kiss against your lips. In front of yours and his friends. 

“Jihoon,” you whine when he pulls away.

“Come on, let’s get to class.” He grabs your hand and stands up. Your class doesn’t start for another thirty minutes but Jihoon wants some time alone with just you.

“Taking the puppy for a walk?” Wonwoo smirks. He knows that you know about the puppy jokes now.

“Walking my partner to class.”

“It’s okay Hoon-ah. Wonwoo’s just jealous he doesn’t have any game.” You smile innocently and with that you flounce off, pulling Jihoon in tow. When you guys are outside Jihoon stops and pulls you into his arms.

“Have I told you how lucky I am to call you mine?” He murmurs into your ear.

“Maybe,” you giggle, “but tell me again?”

“I am the luckiest man on earth to call you mine. I love you so much.”

“I love you too Hoon-ah.” You lean in to kiss him.

Jihoon happily accepts the kiss, melting into you. He can’t get enough of this. Despite all of Wonwoo’s teasing, it's all worth it. His puppy dog partner.

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