JIHANCHEOL

“even if the world turns the other way, we never get lost”

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name: crystal

age: 20

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other accounts: joshujihan23 (tiktok) — inactive

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Makeout Session! Scoups Headcanons

☆ pairing: ot13 (main focus on jihan) x 14th member! reader

☆ genre: hurt, missing someone, lots of crying, sentimental

☆ word count: 3.0k+

☆ synopsis: a glimpse of how y/n copes with a group dealing with conscription, until..

☆ disclaimer: this was written WAY BACK in the 3rd quarter of 2025, and was inspired by jihan’s appearance during howoo’s concert, so some details will correspond with that time period!

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SEVENTEEN’s enlistment has been far more painful than you thought. members leaving one by one, the number of people on Thunder’s comeback stage decreased, you felt.. lost.

especially during Going Seventeen, your favourite type of schedule since the beginning. you have always adored the funny dynamics between you and the members, and to what extreme all of you were willing to go in order to earn some laughters from carats.

it was especially fun when the evil trio was up to something — you, jeonghan, and joshua.

any evil plan will begin with jeonghan or joshua, and you would follow along. despite the age difference, the youngest and the eldest seem to get along the best.

your favourite moment was teaming up against other members with a game of foot volleyball.

somehow, the management put the three of you on the same team.

with all of you being good in sports, and the cheating tactics up on your sleeves, it wasn’t surprising that your team won.

leaving the fans to call the three of you “the evil trio”.

however, with jeonghan’s enlistment, it didn’t feel the same anymore.

it was fun teaming up with joshua to carry out sneaky tricks, but without jeonghan guiding and teaching you newer tactics to combat the other members, you felt empty.

with that, the members had gotten busier. there were lesser schedules for Going Seventeen, and lesser time together with the members.

during this period, you have also made your solo debut, topping the charts and attending a ton of variety shows. your popularity was over the roof.

it has gotten to the point where you were having your own solo concert due to this.

you needed an outlet to make yourself feel happiness through performing.

even when your beloved members weren’t accompanying you.

during the preparations, you affirmed the management that you could handle it, even adding some of SEVENTEEN’s songs into the setlist, along with your own.

you practiced your hardest, spending long hours in the dance studio perfecting any detail, while ensuring that your vocals were up to standard. being the only female member, there was already a certain expectation, and you wanted to not only live up to them, but exceed them as well.

despite this, the members have been nothing short but supportive.

minghao and vernon had composed a new single for you, one that you would perform as a surprise during the concert.

the leaders has always been coming down to your dry runs every time they could, so that they could give you the constructive feedback you require. each time. they will hype you up and cheer you on, so that you could always portray the best version of yourself every time.

seungkwan, dino and jun took any opportunity they could to promote your concert, going on WEVERSE to talk about your preparations , or while on other shows, telling the audience to buy the tickets and support you.

dokyeom was there, helping you with the vocals for SEVENTEEN’s songs. even though he took every chance he could to tease you, he gave you the best advice no one could.

mingyu and wonwoo, even though he has enlisted, have always sent you messages of encouragement everyday, one that keeps you going. every time you had a late schedule, you would always see a lunch box situated at the door step, with a little note saying ‘remember to eat y/nnie~ -mxw’

joshua and jeonghan? they tried to come down to watch you practice every time they could, and you were the most excited when they could. hoshi complained once that your eyes sparkled at jeonghan’s entrance, while you didn’t even notice him clapping at the side when you finished.

they came down at separate times, when they finished their schedules or they happened to pass by, and when they did, you made sure to take a mirror selfie with them, and show it to carats on WEVERSE.

however, as the concert neared everyone’s schedule got busier, with the trainings and photoshoots clashing with one another. it has been some time you have seen at least half the group gather together, and you have been missing those moments so much.

a day before the first concert in Seoul, you went on WEVERSE to see carats for some time during your break. you were in the dance studio, a cap covering your head, your body dripped down in baggy clothes — your usual.

“hello carat-deul, how are you doing?” you asked, your voice soft, running towards the speaker to turn down the music in the background. you were listening to dino’s new song for the EWC, vibing to it while stretching.

“the song? it’s chan’s song from EWC! did you all watch the performance? it’s so cool, right?” you spoke, your smile bright and proud.

“he’s been preparing hard. while i prepared for the concert, i can hear the song blasting next door! we have been eating dinner together every day before he left.” you continued, reading through the comments.

the comment section was lively, with fans complimenting your outfit, telling you how attentive you were to your fellow members, and asking for spoilers for the concert.

“spoiler? i can’t tell you that~ you should ask hoshi oppa, he knows my whole setlist.” you commented, laughing at the comment.

you sat on the floor, your arms wrapped around your legs. you stared at the empty studio, a million thoughts running in your head. you sighed, shaking your head.

“it’s pretty empty, right? usually the room is filled with staff members and the members. but these days i’ve been working alone. everyone’s pretty busy, haha.” you began, pouting your lips gently as you spoke. you turned around, staring at the cameras.

“the oppa-deul didn’t mention if they are coming for the show the next few days. do you think they’ll come?” you asked softly, reading the comments while you did so.

the comment section flooded with sweet encouragement from the fans, saying,

“they’ll definitely come!!” “no one loves SEVENTEEN more than SEVENTEEN does.” “i’m sure the members misses their maknae too!”

you giggled, a smile flashed on your face. you looked down at your wrist, lifting it up to show the bracelet to the camera.

“shua oppa made this for me. it’s my favourite colour! and i think he mentioned that he made a matching one for himself and jeonghan oppa.” you mentioned, anticipating the reaction of the comment section.

as expected, the fans roared with excitement hearing your words. they have been missing the interaction between the three of you so much, and now that they knew about this, they certainly aren’t letting it go.

right then, a notification popped up at the top of your phone. you read the message, the corners of your lips curling upwards at the sight of it.

“kyeom oppa and hoshi oppa are asking me to go out for dinner! i’ll catch up again next time, alright?”

you looked up at the ceiling, smiling brightly.

“stay safe, carat-deul~ drink lots of water and eat good food. see you tomorrow at the show!”

you waved goodbye, sending a flying kiss to the camera, before stopping the live.

you took your phone in your hand, texting hoshi a reply, before leaving.

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it was a few moments before the start of the concert. you have your hair and makeup ready, changed into your first outfit, and your hand clenched onto your blue microphone.

you have called minghao and jun before this (or more like they called you). they knew that you would be upset that they didn’t turn up. but you understood anyway, after all they have their personal schedules in China.

the others have sent you encouraging messages hours before, the texts flooding into one by one. with all that, you felt more pumped to perform, making you more excited for this particular moment.

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the concert had been a smooth-sailing, yet fun one. the cheers of carats moved you, making you put more energy into your movements and singing. during the short intermission between each set, you were completely focused on the fan boards and the shouting of some carats, making you laugh.

it has reached the encore, where you were performing a ton of SEVENTEEN songs and even repeats of songs that you have already sang.

you had the whole stage to yourself, making you hop and dance around every corner, so that each member of audience could catch a glimpse of you.

but right at that moment, right when ‘holiday’ ended, amongst all the light and sparkles, you saw the light dim, making the venue dark. shocked, you looked around, panting.

“what’s going on?” you spoke into the microphone, feeling confused.

suddenly, the fans began to scream and point at the large screen, capturing your attention. you turned around, to feel your heart almost jumping out of your body.

you see an array of photos, old and new, from the years of idol life. from debut stages, photoshoots, Going Seventeen, to snippets that carats did not see before, it felt like a walk down the memory lane.

“oh? what’s this? did you all know about this?” you asked, looking around the crowd.

when you heard a resounding ‘no’, it made you even more confused.

until you saw seungcheol’s face pop up on the screen.

“hello, it’s SEVENTEEN’s s.coups. y/n, you must have been surprised, right? your oppa here is so proud of you, and seeing how much you are enjoying the concert, it made me feel like watching you for the first time in the dance studio 12 years ago. you have grown so much, our maknae~”

“y/nnie!” seungkwan’s voice rang. “you have done such a good job! i have always wished for BSS to have a concert, but our maknae took our spot instead.. but i’m happy it’s you and not everyone else. i’m still sulking for you not asking me to feature during your concert. but with or without us, i know you will shine so much.”

mingyu appeared next, his hair fluffed and glasses almost falling off his nose. “happy concert day! the venue seems so lively now. you know how well you did, right? carat-deul screaming, your persona flashing so brightly, you were made to be on stage. let’s grab a meal when we meet again next time~”

“y/nnie my horangi partner! you have always carried the energy that i never expected one to have. you are my concert partner, and someone i can rely on when things get too tough. thank you so much, and being a constant light in my life.”

“y/n-ah, it’s your kyeom-kyeom! training you and your voice since you were young has been tough, especially with how passionate you are. but even though you are 2 years younger than me, i found myself learning so much from you. you are my inspiration, and someone that i can rely on~”

“my age twin! knowing you have a concert after my performance at the EWC, i knew i had to put in more effort into my performance. i just know we will ace them no matter what. y/n-ah, let’s have a maknaez concert next time before i enlist.”

“y/n, i still remember how you cried the day before i enlisted, because the team had to leave then because of a concert at Mexico. but i have been watching you ever since, actually since forever. you are such a treasure to the team, and i am so grateful for it.”

“y/n-ah, it’s jun oppa! i have missed seeing you mock and make fun of me with seungkwan. but despite those i wish i could come today. i would give anything to watch our maknae shine on that stage, but i know you will do well!”

“composing that song with vernon came with ease, because we know you too well. your voice and personality shines through, and i am so glad i could bring your essence into the song. you did well, y/n, rest well after the concert!” minghao spoke.

“you did well, y/n. thank you for caressing my head every day ever since i got that buzz cut, i think my head misses your affection. but because of you, i think i’ll keep this hair cut.” vernon said with that same nonchalant tone, although you can’t deny that there was a tinge of sweetness in his voice.

“y/n-sshi, i’ll never forget you tormenting my life for making me do wooahae every time we are on set. as much as i don’t want to, i’ll do it for you, if it makes you happy.”

“y/n-ah! it’s your shua oppa! i have missed playing around with you and going out for lunch every time we could. you are my favourite for a reason, and don’t forget to keep smiling, oppa will always cheer you on!”

“boo! are you surprised? it’s your hannie oppa. y/n-ah, i have missed you so much. even though you call me once every 2 days, i miss the times when i don’t get to see you. you are the light of my life, and someone that keeps inspiring everyone you walk by. you have done a great job, you have made me proud.”

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as the screen dims, and the lights flashed again, the awes from fans soon erupted when they saw your figure.

curled up in a ball, your hands covering your face, as you sobbed softly in the middle of the stage.

your microphone sat on the stage, your hands rubbing your eyes while trying to calm yourself down.

you did not know this would happen, and seeing all the member’s faces and smiles, you felt so overwhelmed with love, knowing that they were proud of your milestone. through the years, you have struggled so much to gain the love for being the only female member. now, holding your own concert, with tens of thousands of fans supporting you at the venue, you couldn’t be more grateful.

seeing you sob uncontrollably, carats began chanting your name loudly, hoping to cheer you up and see you smile again.

you rubbed your eyes with the hoodie sleeve, standing up while holding the microphone to your lips, speaking in a shaky voice, “wah, they didn’t tell me about this. is this why they gathered at the studio for one week?”

the audience cheered, as you looked around. your eyes gazed at the audience lovingly, when your vision landed on a group of people.

a bunch of males, to be exact.

“hold on, unnie pan towards that section!” you pointed, signalling at the camera woman.

on the large screen, you saw them.

the members that have watched you grown.

your oppas.

they were jumping, some were tearing, while swinging your banner around.

the camera panned to each and every one of them, making you count the members.

they were all there. (except for the chinese members)

and there it was, the infamous jihan pairing, with jeonghan wrapping his arms around joshua.

that did it for you, seeing your favourite people right there.

“oh my god..” was the last thing you could say before you began sobbing again.

you crouched down, covering your face while recollecting yourself.

you were so overwhelmed.

so contented.

and so touched by their actions.

you sat there, while your ballad song began to play in the background.

while you cried, the fans cheered continuously for you, and the members began to shuffle.

not long after, you felt a pair of arms wrapped around you, along with the loud cheers from the crowd.

you looked up, to see jeonghan and joshua right in front of you, their smiles brightening up the shadows around.

one by one, the members hugged you, creating a group hug between the group.

the cheers grew louder, as you felt your sobs beginning to subside.

you looked up, hearing a familiar song in the background.

ima — even if the world ends tomorrow.

your favourite.

you heard dokyeom’s voice ring through your in ear monitor, speaking, “let’s enjoy this moment together, and make new memories!”

all of the members gathered in a circle, the formation of ima. they waited for you, their gazes on yours. jeonghan led you to the group, as you connected your hands with them.

“even though we may not be together physically right now, but in our hearts and mind, we will be together for eternity!” you shouted into the microphone, as the song began.

for the rest of the concert you were either crying happily, or jumping together with the members. you had a dance battle with dino and hoshi, and a sing off with seungkwan.

to end it all off, a group photo was taken from seungcheol’s phone, before a solo photo of you with the crowd was taken as well.

for the finale, you passed seungcheol your microphone, signalling him to say his words.

all of you stood in a line, hands clasped with each other.

“this has been SEVENTEEN. Say the name, SEVENTEEN, thank you so much!”

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“you all are so mean for making me cry like that on stage!” you whined, pushing chan’s shoulder lightly while they laughed.

“it was fun trying to guess your reaction.” dokyeom commented, grinning like a child.

“who thought you would cry like we don’t exist anymore?” seungkwan added, ruffling your hair.

your hand clenched on your water bottle, laughing as you listened, wiping off the remaining tears off the corners of your eyes.

“as i said before, her eyes lit up brighter when she saw jeonghan hyung and shua hyung.” hoshi mentioned, pointing towards the two eldest members, who were watching you fondly.

jeonghan walked over, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

“i heard from ddadu saying that you talked about me for at least 2 hours a day.” he laughed, rubbing circles on your upper arm.

you pouted, glaring at seungcheol, who was at the side, where he stood nervously, laughing it off.

you rolled your eyes, as joshua walked over as well.

“since we are all here, let’s eat dinner together?” he suggested.

“and of course, the star decides.” jeonghan said, looking down at you.

“then coups hyung is paying!” mingyu added.

“yah!” seungcheol replied, shoving mingyu.

you laughed, hugging both joshua and jeonghan, who were by your sides.

hello! did all of you miss me? :)

posting has been very irregular, and ever since my last post, i have gotten mia.

life has been catching up, and i soon realised that i couldn’t go back to writing for all of you as frequently as i wanted to.

i see all your requests, all your story plots and ideas, and i have to say i have a community that’s one of a kind.

i’m truly sorry for being inactive, but i assure you that i will be back soon! so as a teaser, here are some drafts that i have written before i went mia, which are currently incomplete:

> off the record — jihoon au

> jealousy looks good on you — jihan au

> return of the evil trio — 14th member x jihan au

> chaos, laughter, repeat — joshua au

> the way he loves you — cheol au

Makeout Session! Vernon Headcanons

he is such a nonchalant guy every time, but best believe he will be the gentlest guy ever when it comes to you

he only ever kisses you privately, when the both of you finally have some alone time, where he can savour you as long as he could

he is a quiet soul, hugging you and holding you like you would break if he didn’t handle you properly. his action speaks louder than words, and he makes sure you understand every single touch he makes

patting your head, he leans in slowly, waiting for the moment if you were to feel uncomfortable, so he could pull away

with that, before he initiates anything further, he would get your permission, asking “can i do it, love?” or “tell me if you want me to stop”

he’s huge on placing his hand either on the small of your back or on your thigh, so that he could situated himself from going insane, and feel your skin right at his palm

he would lean back, lay a gentle peck on your lips, staring at you and flash that smile of his GOD help me

WHEN HE INITIATES TONGUE THOUGH. he leans forward so much, to the point your back hits the bed frame. you have to physically put your hand on his chest so that he can calm down (and when you do that, you could feel his heart palpitating a hundred miles an hour)

i don’t see him as the breathless type of kisser, more of a slow, savouring type that would spend all day to touch you like that

and when he’s done, he acts all shy and bury his head into the crook of your neck because he couldn’t believe he acted all vulnerable for you right then and there

In one of svt live ( I don't remember which one sorry ) they were telling who sleeps with pajamas or without clothes and mingyu said he sleeps without clothes and wonwoo tooo and someone else also raised their hand (again I don't remember sorry) can you make a one shot about how is like to sleep with them nothing sexual just normal sleeping and they don't wear clothes while sleeping...

Wear Some Clothes!

☆ pairing: bf! mingyu x reader

☆ genre: non-idol au, fluff, slice of life, softie mingyu, established relationship, domestic fluff

☆ word count: 2.2k+

☆ synopsis: late night with gyu <3

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it has been over 4 months since mingyu asked you to be his girlfriend, and it was certainly the best 4 months you could ever ask for.

initially, you figured that there was no way that mingyu would have an eye on you. after all, he was so handsome, so sweet, which made you think that you were out of his league. however, turns out that it was the complete opposite. months before he officially confessed, he planned out meticulously how he should approach you, talk to you, and get your attention so that you would be attracted to him, making it easier to convince you to be his girlfriend.

but you didn’t need much convincing anyway.

like you expected, mingyu was the best boyfriend that you could ever ask for. he was sweet, caring, and someone that you could lean on whenever times get tough. he would drop off little gifts when you have a bad day, hold your hand when you were in the crowds, and be so gentle to you even though there were people around.

and one thing that mingyu has always wished for is to have a night over with you, where the both of you could watch a movie (of your choice), eat some snacks, and enjoy each others’ company until the sun rises the next day.

however, knowing you and your shy demeanour, he puts your comfort first, waiting for you to initiate the idea.

which brings you to today, at 11.37pm.

you have been working late in the night for the past few weeks, wanting to earn some cash in hopes you could pay for your tuition fees. although you were exhausted from a long day of lectures, you were mostly comforted by the quiet nights, surrounded by the smell of freshly brewed coffee and soft music in the background.

the music was quickly overwhelmed by the downpour outdoors, the raindrops hitting the glass panels of the windows with so much strength.

you were getting ready to leave, shutting down most of the machines and storing all the ingredients into their respective storage areas. you placed your apron on the hooks in the staff closet, taking your purse and checked your notifications.

during that 5 working hours, you didn’t manage to check any of your messages. amongst all the advertising emails and random calls from spam numbers, one message stood out from the rest

gyu: it’s pouring. let me know when you come out, i’ll pick you up at the front door.

the corners of your lips curled up at the text, making your movements grow quicker and hasty. you locked the doors of the cafe swiftly, stuffing the key into your purse, when you heard a car drive towards you.

turning around, you see a black porsche pull up in the midst of the hazy atmosphere.

stepping out of the car door, mingyu held his large umbrella over his head, walking towards you. he gave you that bright smile of his, hovering the shade over your head. he used his free hand and wrapped it around your waist, pulling you close to give a kiss on your temple.

“i missed you, let’s hop into the car, i left the seat pretty chilly for you.” mingyu said, his voice soft, but being the only thing you could hear amongst the chaotic downfall around you.

he took your purse, holding it as he walked you to the door of the shotgun seat. he opened the door, making sure to cover your figure so you could enter the car dry and warm.

he jogged over to the driver seat, closing the umbrella and placed in at the backseat, while making sure the raindrops do not fall on you.

he took this chance to steal a peck from your lips after noticing you staring at him, making him chuckle at your flustered state.

“okay babe. as much as i would love to drop you off at your place for the night, i would certainly love it if you could stay over at my place, since the drive to your place is so much further.”

he paused, smiling slightly.

“so that you can rest as quickly as possible, and i can warm you up in the midst of this storm.” he suggested, his head turned towards you.

you laughed, shaking your head at him.

“you’re not slick, you know that?” you replied, rubbing the bottom of your nose as you spoke.

“always honest with you” mingyu teased, unable to hide his smile.

you nodded, leaning onto his shoulder while continuing to stare at him.

“alright alright. i’ll stay over.”

you could feel him cheering in his heart, as he interlocked his hand with yours, rubbing your hand gently with his thumb.

“you just made me the happiest man in the world.” he commented, landing a kiss on your forehead before starting the engine.

you chuckled at that, shaking your head again.

“just by agreeing to come over? you’re so easy to please, honey.”

“always easy when it comes to you.”

the drive back to his place was quiet, as you were mostly dozing off from the exhaustion from the day. mingyu put on some soft music, one that can ease your mind and put you to sleep. the drive wasn’t long, but mingyu made sure to take the longer route so he could let you rest for a longer period of time.

and when you arrived at the parking lot, he stopped the engine calmly, making you jolt awake from the sudden still. you rubbed your eyes, trying to comprehend what’s happening around you.

“are we here yet?” you asked, your voice still slurred from sleep.

he nodded, taking the umbrella from the back seat.

“it’s your first time here right? the walk back to my apartment is sheltered, so you don’t need to be worried about falling sick.” he reassured, smiling gently at you.

“i’m not worried about that, i think you’re trying to reassure yourself by saying that.” you commented, stifling a laugh.

he shrugged at your response, getting out of the car before jogging towards your door. he unlocked the door, holding it open for you.

“right after you, your majesty.” he teased, bowing slightly.

you laughed, rubbing your eyes again to take in the sharp light around.

“thank you, my prince.”

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“make yourself comfortable.”

the essence of mingyu’s house just.. screams his personality. chill, comfortable, and certainly up to his taste. there were many trinkets displayed around the home, from gifts from his friends, to the photos of the both of you, which made you smile.

“i prepared a set of clothes for you in my room. you can take a shower while i heat up some soup. don’t want you to sleep while hungry.” he said, walking towards the kitchen.

“you planned this, didn’t you?” you asked, wiggling your eyebrows.

he turned around, shrugging at you once again. “either way, if you were to want to go back to your place, i would have kissed you until you are convinced to stay over.” he replied, his voice calm and steady, a complete difference from how much your heart was racing.

“man, should have disagreed at first.” you commented, twirling your finger on the counter of the kitchen.

he laughed, turning around and pointed the spatula at you teasingly.

“you tease, i’ll do that before we sleep then. now get your pretty figure in the shower so you can refresh yourself.” he replied.

you giggled, walking towards the bedroom.

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it didn’t take long for you to shower. he had everything laid out for you. from towels sitting beside the clothes — his shirt and pants, and a pair of inner wear you left behind when you stopped by a few weeks ago for a short while, to toothbrush and facial wash sitting on the bathroom counter.

you were enjoying yourself during the entire process, taking your time to wash your hair, do your skincare with his products, and dry your hair afterwards. you got dressed in his clothes, twirling around to see how it fitted you.

you looked.. smaller in his clothes. maybe his clothes were too big, or your body was just that small. you hugged yourself, feeling comfortable in the attire, before stepping out of the showers with his slippers on.

you walked into the kitchen, to see him plating and preparing some fruits. hearing your footsteps, he turned around, pausing for a moment to take in the image of you.

every night, he imagined this day to come, where he would see you in his clothes. but viewing it in real life, he was completely encapsulated by your features.

you looked so comfortable, and so pretty at the same time it messes with his head.

“god, baby.” he breathed out, opening his arms for you.

you smiled, running towards him and hugged him tightly.

he took a whiff of your scent, finding familiarity from the scent of his shampoo and the essence of his bedroom. he relaxed at it, swaying you from side to side.

“if this is how you look, i want you stay over every night.” he spoke, his voice soft and tender.

you chuckled, poking his nose gently.

“you’re thinking too much, now let’s eat.”

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the two of you sat at the counter, with you drinking the soup that mingyu made, while he just stared at talked to you. he was talking about his day, his work, and funny moments that he encountered during the day.

“and then, wonwoo hyung saw that cat, and immediately became soft. that’s the first time i’ve seen him do that in so long!” he exclaimed, popping a grape into his mouth.

you laughed, slurping up the contents of the soup.

“typical wonwoo oppa, still a softie for cats.” you commented, your head visualising the moment almost immediately.

“i took a photo too! let me show you.” he whipped out his phone from his pocket, scrolling through his gallery and clicked on the photo. he faced the screen towards you, showing the man patting the fury on its head.

you laughed, zooming into the photo to see it better.

“lucky for him, i would’ve done the same too!” you replied, taking another bite.

“you don’t need a cat, because you have a puppy right in front of you now.” mingyu’s eyes twinkled, leaning his head on your shoulder.

you chuckled, ruffling his hair with your free hand, while finishing up the bowl. you placed the spoon in the bowl, stretching your arms.

“that was so good, gyu. you’re the best!” you complimented, taking the bowl in your hands before standing up.

noticing your movement, he held onto your wrist, stopping you.

“where are you going, babe?” he asked, the puppy eyes shining like no tomorrow.

you cupped his cheek gently, rubbing your thumb against the skin, before saying, “washing the dishes, it’s the least i could do.”

the corners of his lips curled up slightly. he stood up and wrapped his arms around you, guiding you towards the sink.

“i’m staying with you the entire time you wash then.”

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it was chaotic to say the least. with water splashing, to mingyu putting some foam on the tip of your nose, you were having the time of your lives.

after placing the fruits back in the refrigerator and cleaning off the counters, you met mingyu again in his bedroom after he moved to close the lights of the house.

you sat on his bed, your eyes shining while looking at him, making him laugh.

“what’s wrong?” he asked.

“can’t believe i’m spending a night with you, that’s all.” you replied softly.

his heart swelled at your response, causing him to leave a kiss on your forehead, when he suddenly froze.

confused, you looked up.

“is there something wrong?” you asked, looking around.

he paused, looking at you for a moment.

“it’s just.. i have an unusual sleeping habit..” he began, his voice hesitant.

“what is it?”

he sighed, looking away from you.

“it’s just, usually when i sleep, i don’t.. wear anything. like i take off my clothes.”

you paused, feeling your cheeks flush from his response. you thought it was maybe he snores, or he kicks in his sleep, but certainly not this. but that didn’t deter you.

you smiled at him, saying, “i don’t mind that.”

his eyes widened, looking at you in disbelief.

“really? i don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” he spoke, the worry apparent in his voice.

you crawled on his bed, covering the duvet over you.

“i’ll just, keep my eye away for now.” you suggested, covering your figure underneath the sheets.

he sighed in relief, letting out a chuckle.

“alright, if you say so.”

you hear him taking off his clothes swiftly, folding them at the side. the light switch flickered, making only the moonlight being the source of light in the room, you shuffled on the bed, before feeling the bed dip.

you turned around, to see mingyu’s face right in front of you.

your cheeks flushed, your hand snaking around his bare figure to hug him. noticing his, mingyu pulled you closer to him, letting you rest your head on his chest.

“you sure you’re alright with this?” he asked once again.

you nodded, nuzzling closer into his chest, your body relaxing at the warmth.

seeing this, mingyu’s heart leapt, making him pull you closer.

“i love you, baby, sweet dreams.” he whispered.

☆ pairing: ot13!seventeen x 14th member!reader

☆ genre: fluff, slice of life, Going Seventeen filming day! a little angst from some individuals..

☆ synopsis: with another plot for Going Seventeen, you were having the time of your life, until you had an unexpected injury..

☆ word count: 1.7k+

☆ warnings: mentions of blood, injuries

☆ author’s note: i was so worried if anyone got injured during these episodes, and that triggered an idea..

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another day, another filming day for Going Seventeen. you were particularly excited about this episode, one that reminded you of Mousebusters. however, instead of chasing mouses, the team was chasing moles.

and in this episode, you were a mole, along with the8, dokyeom, dino, coups, jun, vernon and hoshi. from the moment you knew about the groupings, you could practically smell victory, just because of how skilful (and unexpected) this team is.

it was after the second round, where the base filled with items from the human house. from orange cones, boxes, to even oil tins, you were panting from having to carry all the heavy items.

the team were gathered around in a circle, while you played with one of the boxes.

“doors 3 and 4 have tarps. we should peek through to see whether the humans placed traps.” vernon suggested, pointing at the map on hand.

“peek underneath the tarps, if there are traps, head to the door next to it.” coups added.

“dino-yah, tell us what you think.” the8 said.

“your intuition is bad when it comes to this, so tell us.” you added, stifling a laughter.

a confused expression appeared on dino’s face. he looked down while scoffing, pointing at you lightly and said “you guys are so mean.”

“we will trust the opposite.”

“i think there’s nothing happening now.” dino commented.

“you think there’s nothing? there’s definitely something going on then.” vernon exclaimed.

with that, the siren rang, announcing the beginning of the third round.

all of you ran towards each side, 4 on the left and 3 on the right. you followed the8, shuffling behind him as he checked underneath the tarps.

he looked up in surprise, nodding his head, signalling that there were traps.

you clapped, heading towards door 2 with the rest of the members.

barging open the door, mingyu greeted you with a bonk on your head, earning a laugh from you. all of you began running around the house, searching and taking everything that was in front of you.

you were having the time of your life, running around the room, taking box after box and bringing them to the base, getting bonked continuously by the human team (who in fact, bonked you lighter than everyone else), you were laughing almost the entire time.

while collecting some items and placing them into a box, you hear a voice beside you.

“dudeo..~”

turning around in surprise, you see hoshi, the captured mole, fake wailing. your heart clenched with sympathy, knowing he activated one of the traps by accident. you acted along with him, hugging him. “i missed you~” you said, wailing along with him.

he guided you to the boxes, pointing at them and speaking in a mole-like language, which you could understand for some reason.

you picked up the boxes in your hand, almost falling from how heavy they were. noticing this, joshua held you, preventing you from falling backwards.

“be careful, it’s heavy. ask someone to help you.” he said, stabling your figure.

“YAH Y/N! DON’T HANG OUT WITH THE HUMANS NOW.” jun shouted, running out of the door.

“one at a time, y/n, be careful.” hoshi whispered, his hand floating behind your back.

you lifted the boxes again, your hands trembling slightly from the weight. you walked briskly towards the door, the boxes blocking your forward vision as you moved.

little did you know, before you were there, there were a few boxes that tumbled from the side, causing small items to fall out of it.

and with the boxes blocking your view, you didn’t notice it.

you stepped on something, and before you knew it, you found yourself falling forward. you screamed, trying to stable yourself, but your other foot just landed on another box, causing you to fall.

your right foot fell awkwardly, causing you to yelp in pain, your body flat against the boxes.

hearing your scream, the members stopped moving. there was a moment of silence, before they reacted.

“Y/N, ARE YOU OKAY??” dokyeom shouted, running towards you after dropping everything.

“YAH, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” mingyu followed, rushing next to you.

woozi picked you up, letting you sit on the ground, while you winced in pain. you clenched on your bodysuit, your leg throbbing with pain.

you felt someone pat your back, leaning forward, to meet dino’s worried eyes, examining your injuries and expression.

“i told you to be careful, right?” joshua said, the worry apparent in his tone.

“shit you’re bleeding! did someone call the staff?” dokyeom commented, looking around.

“cut the cameras!” vernon shouted, showing an X to the camera.

jun lifted you from the ground, one arm on your back and another at your legs, carrying you to a chair nearby. he sat you down gently, making sure not to cause more pain.

coups came forward, taking off your shoe to check on any injuries. he touched your right foot, feeling the swell intensify, and your wince getting louder.

“it’s a sprain, it’s swelling a lot. did someone go get ice??” coups shouted, caressing your foot gently.

seungkwan and hoshi came running over, with seungkwan carrying a first aid kit, while hoshi carried an ice pack.

hoshi passed the ice pack to the leader, before he placed it on your foot, making you shudder from the sudden chill.

seungkwan knelt down, in that ridiculous outfit of his, curling your pants up to look for any injuries. prior to this, he noticed some stains at your knees, ones that weren’t there before.

like he expected, there was a wound on your knee, with blood flowing out at a steady pace. he immediately grabbed a water bottle nearby, washing the wound, making you yelp in pain again.

joshua patted your back, trying to reassure you, while dino stood next to you, trying to comfort you as much as he could.

the other members surround you, while the8, mingyu, and woozi were explaining what happened to the staff.

just then, someone came over, whom you recognised to be one of the medics, present if there were any injuries that would happen during the shoot. the members moved aside, giving space to the medic, as he treated your wounds and sprain.

he did it with such gentleness and care, but you couldn’t help but whimper softly at the pain, causing your hand to tighten around dino’s.

the medic bandaged your injuries quickly, wiping away any stains or blood.

“i suggest not doing any physical activities for the time being, including dancing. please be careful when filming next time.” the medic spoke, packing up the first aid kit.

you nodded, your gaze fixed at your bandaged foot, which was still throbbing in pain.

when the medic left, you looked down at your feet, feeling the guilt of everything wash over you.

“i’m sorry for ruining the shoot..” you mumbled, your hand clenching dino’s slightly.

you could feel the members either shaking their heads, or having a frown on their faces. after knowing them almost your entire life, you could practically tell how they were feeling just by their presence. and you could tell they were worried sick.

“don’t be sorry. this was bound to happen anyway.” coups replied, his hand placed on your shoulder protectively.

“we should’ve cleared the place up if anything tumbled.” the8 crossed his arms, observing the mess of the room.

joshua knelt down, so that he could look into your eyes and talk to you.

“you know oppa-deul aren’t mad at you for stopping the shoot, right? your well-being comes first. if our maknae was injured how can we film in peace?” joshua reassured, his hand rubbing against your thigh affectionately.

seungkwan sighed, his head facing downwards.

“god, how am i supposed to explain this to jeonghan hyung. that man cares for this kid like she’s his treasure..” he muttered, the pout apparent on his lips.

“same goes for me.. wonwoo hyung asks about her every single day.” mingyu added, kicking his feet on the ground.

you nodded in agreement, sighing gently.

“don’t worry about them, take care of yourself first. your recovery matters more.” woozi spoke, a tinge of softness in his voice.

“they’re definitely trying to lighten up the mood, see how pouty that guy is being?” dino added, pointing at seungkwan, who was standing at the corner.

“yeah because there isn’t any attention on him.” hoshi mocked, which caused seungkwan to turn around, making everyone burst into laughter.

the shoot has came to an end because of this.

despite the swelling and the pain of the injuries, with them the pain doesn’t seem all that bad.

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“she WHAT??” jeonghan exclaimed through the phone.

“and you’re telling me about this now? why didn’t you tell me before??” wonwoo added, the worry in his voice growing.

all of you were in the dance studio, munching on some dinner after the rest of the members finished their dance practice. of course, you sat the side, cheering them on.

the practice almost ended when jeonghan texted you, asking about what you were up to.

when you sent him a photo of you sitting out, that erupted question after question from him. and when you told him you injured yourself during the filming of Going Seventeen today, he called you immediately.

and a few minutes later, wonwoo joined the call as well.

when the food arrived, the members tried to explain to the duo, but that didn’t seem to work.

while chewing on the food, you just looked at the screen, rubbing the back of your head. you chuckled nervously, trying to think of any plausible solution to ease their worry.

“yah ddadu! you promised me to take care of her!” jeonghan shouted through the phone, pointing at coups, who was peeking at the phone, with his chopsticks.

“oppas, don’t worry, it’s nothing big. it’s just a sprain!” you explained.

“a sprain is still a sprain, y/n-ah, you could’ve possibly gotten injured way more seriously!” wonwoo rebutted, a disapproving frown on his face.

“but i didn’t get seriously injured! the oppas took good care of me.” you replied, glancing around at the members.

with that, dino scooped a bite of rice with meat on your spoon, feeding it to you.

you chewed on the food, speaking, “see! taking care of me.”

they sighed unanimously, shaking their heads.

“fine, but i’m coming over to your place later to see it for myself.” jeonghan said.

“count me in.” wonwoo added.

you chuckled, shaking your head.

1. oneshots hahaha. for multi chapters i tend to loose inspiration, but for oneshots usually it doesn’t take me that long, and if i do take long, it’s because i have a writer’s block :(

4. any scenario that comes to mind! daily life to au i read on tumblr, some of these ideas just comes naturally

10. currently i don’t have any aus that contain “blink” in them hahaha…

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Makeout Session! Jeonghan headcanons

as we all know, he is SUCH A TEASE. he will make it seem like you are yearning for him to just kiss you, but in fact he was playing mind tricks with you

he will go full on babying mode. just imagine him saying “aww does my baby want my kisses?” “have you been waiting for me all day?”

and somehow, you would fall for his tricks (i mean, who wouldn’t) leaving him feeling satisfied

he either pins you against any surface available, or places his hands on your waist to keep you steady. seeing you beneath him, breathing heavily from his teases, makes him fold IMMEDIATELY

he waits. he waits for you to lean in first, acting so desperately for him. he will definitely chuckle first, before giving into you.

unlike his cheeky personality, his kisses are always so sweet, and so gentle when he does it.

he’ll savour you for as long as he wants, playing with your tongue using his. he just enjoys your taste so much he doesn’t want to let go.

when your hands reach up to hold onto his shirt, be sure that he will definitely smirk through the kiss, mumbling something like “you want more? tell me baby.”

he’ll let go for a moment, staring at how breathless you were, and how swollen your lips were from the kiss. he’ll place his hand on your chin, rubbing your lips with his thumb, smirking even more with that teasing look of his.

and little did you know, he will dive right back in to continue the makeout session, because who said he was done tasting you?

thought you ought to know :)

(might i just say I'm loving the makeout headcanons a lawwtttt!!)

OH MY i just noticed this when i was editing my masterlist:( thank you so much for telling me!

☆ pairing: bf!soonyoung x reader

☆ genre: fluff, slice of life, established relationship, clingy hoshi hehe

☆ word count: 0.7k

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you were already asleep, snoring sound in between the duvets of the bed.

your body was curled up on one side, your hands clasping with each other, almost like you’re reminiscing how it felt to have soonyoung’s hand intertwined with yours.

it has been a week since the both of you moved into this apartment. modern, cozy, something that both of you have been wishing for ever since your second year anniversary.

you thought that the process was going to be difficult, just like when you moved into your solo apartment for the first time. but with him, everything seems so simple.

he was the one initiating to move the heavy furniture, telling you to focus on decorating the house, while he set up and build the shelves and tables.

and that made you adore him more.

however, on this fine day, you were completely exhausted from work. the raindrops hit against the windowsill gently, giving you the perfect atmosphere to drift into the slumbers.

on days like this, when soonyoung hadn’t reach home, you would wait for him, or even cook something up.

but you were just so tired, and he would understand that you didn’t wait for him, right?

just then, the stillness of the world got interrupted, with the sound of keys clinking and the doors unlocking filling up the atmosphere.

soonyoung walked through the door, his hair slightly wet from the downpour.

“honey, i’m home-”

he turned around, to see the house dimly lit, the glow of the slight moonlight peeking through the curtains.

confused, he stride across the floor, his eyes shifting around in hopes to find you.

you notified him that you were on your way home, but the lights weren’t on? that’s weird.

noticing that the door of the bedroom was slightly ajar, soonyoung pushed it open, to see your figure facing away from the door.

your soft snores filled the room, the soft moonlight shining gently on your cheeks.

his eyes softened seeing you like this, peaceful and fragile, almost like if he were to touch you, you would shatter beneath him.

he walked over to the closet, picking out a shirt and a pair of shorts, changing out of the clothes before he moved over beside you.

his weight sank on the bed, as his hand reached over to lift the duvet off your body. his eyes widened a little, to see that familiar fabric on your body.

his shirt.

no wonder he couldn’t find it just now.

letting out a small chuckle, he pulled you over by your waist, his hands grasping your sides too easily. he placed your body flushed against his, so the both of you had no choice but to share the same pillow. he placed his hand on the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent, one that he missed so much throughout the day.

you slowly stirred awake from the sudden movement. your hand landed on his chest, feeling the familiar, yet warm sensation of his heartbeat against your palm.

you squinted your eyes, rubbing them gently with the other hand. you looked up, to see his dark hair tickling your cheeks, and the subtle touch of his lips against your shoulder.

your hands moved from your eyes to his hair, tangling your fingers in the strands, scratching his head gently.

“we bought two pillows, and here you are, wanting to share one with me.”

you mumbled sleepily, pausing for a moment.

“so what’s the purpose of buying an extra one?”

soonyoung chuckled against your shoulder, looking up at you with those soft, doe eyes.

“just in case one looses its fluff, so we have a backup. smart right?” he smiled sheepishly, nuzzling his face back into the crook of your neck.

you laughed, your fingers continue to do the work on his scalp, as you felt his body relaxing subconsciously.

well, even though that pillow doesn’t get as much attention as the one you both are using.

but at least soonyoung had every single moment of your attention.