seventeen fics

When Jeonghan asked Seungcheol if he wanted to stay the night, the eldest was ecstatic. They’d never slept at each other’s house and Seungcheol simply couldn’t wait to sleep in the same bed as his boyfriend. His head was swimming with questions: does Jeonghan snore? Does he sleep talk? Dear god, how cute will he look in the morning?

However, what he had somehow managed to forget is just how much Jeonghan loved his sleep therefore when the younger fell asleep next to him in bed only half-way through their first movie (Seungcheol insisted they watch at least 3) he found himself unsure what to do. He could go to sleep next to Jeonghan but he wanted to treasure this moment with his boyfriend looking so gorgeous next to him with his gorgeous black hair spread over the pillow and his soft lips slightly parted...

BANG! Suddenly Seungcheol was snapped out of his thoughts. ‘What the hell was that?’ he thought to himself. He looked over at his boyfriend and, of course, he was still fast asleep. ‘It’s probably nothing,’ he decided ‘just a noise outside’. However, he then began to hear a different noise from downstairs, eerily like footsteps. Feeling his heart race he sat up and began to look around the room and cursed himself for not asking Jeonghan to turn on a light. The noise had stopped and Seungcheol lay back down in an attempt to go to sleep, but he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and with shaking hands he decided to attempt to wake his boyfriend up.

“Wake up.” he whispered, lightly nudging Jeonghan but to no avail. Seungcheol groaned; Jeonghan really slept like a bear in hibernation.

“Jeonghan!” he hissed, shaking him with a bit more force. “Please wake up.”

Groaning, Jeonghan woke up. He looked around the room and squinted; why was he awake? Then he looked over at his boyfriend and saw the look of sheer panic on his face.

“Cheolie? What’s wrong?” he asked gently.

Seungcheol tried to keep his resolve but could feel his lower lip wobbling. Cursing himself for being such a coward, he whined “I heard a noise downstairs and it scared me.”

Jeonghan let out a little laugh and pulled the older closer to him.

“You’re just a big scaredy-cat you know that?”. The only response he received was a hurt glare and a pout from his boyfriend. Grinning at how adorable Seungcheol was, Jeonghan kissed his cheek and cooed “I’m sorry, sweetheart. Would you like to go have a look together?”. He couldn’t see the other man’s reaction from where he had his face buried in his chest but he could see his slight head nod.

“Okay, let’s go.”

Creeping downstairs, Jeonghan couldn’t help but laugh as his boyfriend hid behind him and clung to his pyjama shirt. Once they reached the kitchen, however, they were surprised to see there was nothing there except the fruit bowl that had been placed on the table was now on the floor. A small meow could be heard behind them and they turned to see Jeonghan’s little tabby cat staring at them with innocent eyes.

“I’m stupid, I’m stupid, I’m so stupid.” Mingyu chanted to himself, like a mantra as he walked home. Just that morning, before Wonwoo, left the elder had been nagging Mingyu to wear a coat but the younger had just brushed him off; it wasn’t even winter yet! So here he was, walking home in the cold with no coat. In his defence he would have argued that it wasn’t as cold when he left but he had also forgotten how it started to get darker earlier at night now but now he was stuck walking in the dark with no coat. He could call Wonwoo, he thought, but I don’t want to look like an idiot again. Emphasis on again. Only the day before, Wonwoo had scolded him for leaving the oven on after cooking and the day before that had to stop him from crossing the road without checking for cars. Mingyu tended to forget things or didn’t think properly but he couldn’t help it; he had other things to think about.

As Mingyu continued walking, he could feel the cold biting at his skin and the dramatic part of his brain told him ‘This is it, we’re never experiencing warmth again.’. He wrapped his arms around himself to try and keep whatever warmth he had left, telling himself that he didn’t have far left to walk. So what if it was dark? Nobody would come near him, he could intimidate them if he wanted to. As soon as he had that thought he could hear Seungcheol’s laugh in his head “You?” Seungcheol would have said “You’re an overgrown teddy bear, you dumbass.”. Smiling at the thought, he began to pick up his pace. Maybe if he got home quick enough, Seungcheol would be home too and the eldest always knew how to cheer Mingyu up.

Most of all, he hoped Wonwoo would be home. Wonwoo with his comforting laugh, who always teased Mingyu but he knew he only did it out of affection. Man, how he missed Wonwoo while he’d been out. It had only been a few hours but Mingyu always missed Wonwoo while they were apart, maybe that made him clingy but Mingyu couldn’t find it within him to care.

It seemed like a lifetime later but Mingyu finally arrived at the front door and just let himself him. “H-hello?” he called as he entered, aware of his teeth chattering.

“Mingyu?” he heard Seungcheol reply. “You look freezing! Why aren’t you wearing a coat? What were you thinking? Wonwoo, come here!”.

Mingyu barely had time to process anything Seungcheol said, only muttering a small “I’m cold.”. Seungcheol just clicked his tongue in response as Wonwoo suddenly seemed to appear.

“Mingyu! I told you to wear a coat, you idiot!” he chastised him. “Hyung, can you go get him a blanket or something?” he asked.

Seungcheol nodded and left, meanwhile Wonwoo grabbed Mingyu’s hands and pulled him to the sofa, noting how the younger felt like ice. He could see how he was shivering and began to stroke his hands and arms to make him feel warm, feeling his stomach flip as Mingyu looked up at him with those stupid puppy eyes

“I’m sorry I didn’t listen.” Mingyu pouted, prompting Wonwoo to sigh fondly.

“Wonwoo!” a familiar voice chirped.

Wonwoo, who currently was lying on the floor after a very tiring practice session (thanks Soonyoung), shouted in response “What?” while looking over at his boyfriend.

Jeonghan grinned in response and waved his hand holding a piece of fruit “You hungry?”. Wonwoo immediately detected the jolly tone in Jeonghan’s voice, usually reserved for teasing his dongsaengs and narrowed his eyes at the elder.

“Sure.” he said, reaching for a piece.

“Ah-ah!” Jeonghan chided, “Let me.”

Wonwoo rolled his eyes. Jeonghan was notorious for teasing the younger members and Wonwoo was never an exception however, what he hadn’t accounted for when Jeonghan finally asked him to be his boyfriend was that he would receive the brunt of the teasing. Wonwoo tried to keep a straight face but Jeonghan’s light giggles began to fill the room and Wonwoo felt the corners of his mouth turn up.

“Hyung.” the youngest sighed, he could see Minghao’s shit-eating grin from where the younger was sat with Chan and he knew he wouldn’t be able to escape their relentless teasing if he caved. But Jeonghan was true evil disguised in a very handsome body, Wonwoo thought to himself, and he wouldn’t give in. He began to pout at the younger and Wonwoo felt his heart stop; it wasn’t fair, how can a grown man be so cute?

“Wonwoo-ah!” Jeonghan whined, “let me feed you! Please baby?”. That was it. Wonwoo’s resolve began to crumble at the pet name. The pet name Jeonghan had given Wonwoo after a mere two days of dating, the pet name that had caused poor Wonwoo to turn bright red and start stuttering the first time Jeonghan used it. Wonwoo liked to believe he was strong-willed but just hearing the name, so soft and gentle, from Jeonghan’s angelic voice could make him fall to his knees and be at the man’s command. His eyes darted around the room and he saw Seungkwan sniggering while Jihoon fought back a smirk. He was doomed.

“Fine!” he exclaimed, trying to ignore the bright smile on Jeonghan’s face.

Jeonghan sat next to his boyfriend and cooed “Open wide!”, delighting in the eye roll and grumble he got in return; his boyfriend was just a big grumpy baby at times. Complacently Wonwoo opened his mouth, and Jeonghan fought back a remark about him looking like a baby chick, and placed an orange slice in his mouth. Unable to stop teasing his poor boyfriend, he closed Wonwoo’s mouth for him and told him “Now chew.”, not sounding dissimilar to a parent feeding their child. He noted the dusty pink hue on his boyfriend’s cheeks as he complied and he simply couldn’t stop himself, pinching his cheeks he squealed “So cute! My Wonwoo’s too cute.”.

That was it for Wonwoo, swallowing the last of the orange he hid his face in Jeonghan’s shoulder and let out what Jeonghan could only describe as the cutest whine he’s ever heard. “Please stop!”. Jeonghan giggled and buried his nose in his boyfriend’s silvery purple hair, which had caused him to promptly lose his shit when he saw it for the first time (“You look like a prince!” he had exclaimed, to both Wonwoo’s delight and distain).

“I love you baby.” he whispered, ignoring the other members’ fake retches and catcalls.