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[ lee seokmin x reader ]

word count: 523 genre: fluff a/n: writing this was actually a remedy for me, im having a pcd right now because of diamond edge in manila. oh and look im finally writing drabbles again bc my past works had been soooo long and it felt like a whole scenario wth. thank you @labeledlikeme for requesting! i hope u enjoy this one ((:

A small smile formed my lips as I finished placing the flower boxes. Today had a special delivery of set of sunflowers, freshly harvested from its field. The consistent shade of yellow beautifully blended with the other flowers. Its beauty made me feel a little better. 

But out of the blue, I found myself feeling a little down at the sight of the flowers, specially of the special delivery. It reminded me of him, who I totally miss right now. I haven’t seen him for a while because of his schedule, and I understand that truly.

The bell rang, signaling that our very first customer for the day had came in.

I pulled back a smile to greet the person. “Good morning, how can I help you?” I said, but immediately froze when I saw the person who came in.

“Hi,” He greeted. He’s wearing a tight blue jeans with a plain white shirt tucked inside of it. 

My brows automatically knitted at the sight of the bouquet of sunflowers in his hands. He consciously started making his way towards my place, stopping right in front of me. 

“Do you still need my help? Because from what I assume, you don’t have any business here anymore.” I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest.

He smiled at me widely, his eyes forming into a thin line. “Darling,” He almost sang, throwing his free arm around my shoulder. “Why are you so sulky today? Didn’t you miss me?”

I slightly hid my face on his shoulder. “I missed you, dork.” I mumbled. “But how dare you show up suddenly with flowers that were bought on the store next to mine?” Pulling away, I gave him a sad look. “I expected you to be supportive with my business.”

“I didn’t know you have sunflowers today!” He laughed, removing his arm from my shoulder to hide a chunk of hair behind my ear. “I haven’t seen you for a while, and I missed you. I wanted to see your smile so I bought your favorite.” He said, finally giving me the beautifully arranged bouquet of flowers.

“Why would you want to see me smile?” I asked, pinching his forearm a little.

“Because your smile completes my day.” He said before placing a soft kiss on my temple.

And with that, I gave him a very genuine smile that he loves whole-heartedly. “Seokmin, you’re being to sweet, I don’t deserve you. Don’t spoil me too much.”

“I love you and you deserve everything in this world.” 

“At this point I can tell that you missed me so much.” I teased, poking his side. 

He chuckled which sent me good vibes. “Did you like the flowers?” He asked, ignoring my statement.

“Hm,” I hummed hesitantly. “it’s beautiful, but I can do better than this.” 

“Of course, you can. You are the best.” He replied. 

[ chwe hansol x reader ]

word count: 1243 genre: angst&fluff a/n: AAAA this is the second and last part of Our future! i have no words really, JUST READ IT, just leaving this here. but i hope yall love it HAHA

Seconds, turned into minutes, into hours, into days, into exactly one week, and his absence convinced me enough that he’s never coming back. He’s never coming back for me, or even for his child.

As I stepped inside the room that was used to be ours, I found myself longing for his presence. I only want hope. I only want what’s best for the child I’m carrying. I only want either him or her to have the best family, and I wish Hansol had thought of that.

I hate myself for still believing in him, for still believing that he will come back any second, for telling myself that he’s not that kind of guy who would abandon me, for fooling myself with the hope he has never given to me. I hate myself for still loving him, for that fact that I can never unlove him, for I only want him, for I only want a future with him, no one else but him.

I plopped my weak body on the bed, on our bed, where everything happened. I caught a glimpse my reflection from the mirror at the corner of our room, and saw a soulless figure, staring back at me. I didn’t know who it was, I didn’t know it was myself. I became a total different person now. Then my gaze turned to my belly, and for the first time after a week, a smile formed my lips. At least for now, I still have someone there for me, and I’d do anything for him, or maybe her.

“Hello, my little angel.” My voice barely audible, as I lightly stroke my belly, drawing small circles over it. “I know you can’t hear me yet because you still have to develop, but I promise to help you grow beautifully.” A small tear of happiness rolled down my cheek. “And I’m sorry if you only have me as your mom. Your dad couldn’t be here because,” My breath hitched as I paused. “I wish I know the reason too.” I bit my lip to prevent myself to spill more tears. “But don’t worry baby, it doesn’t mean that we’re not going to be happy anymore! I’d always be with you. I’d always be by your side no matter what happen. Although, I wish your dad did the same for me, but he chose to leave.” I let out a shaky breath. “I wish he had at least thought of you. I would accept it if he at least promised to be there for you, but he didn’t. He just, left.”

“I’m sorry for leaving.”

My heart raced as I heard the voice I’ve been longing for. I snapped my head to the direction where that lovely voice came from, and there he was, leaning against the door frame.

He looked dashing as always. He had his hands in the pocket of his jeans, looking at me apologetically. He didn’t look miserable, but I can tell that he’s been crying. It wasn’t obvious from someone else’s eyes, but he could never fool me.

He started working on his tracks slowly, walking towards my direction. He settled just right in front of me, before crouching, and meeting my eyes on level.

“I’m sorry.” He looked at me in the eye. His beautiful hazel brown eyes was screaming sorrowfulness, that I felt my guts turn as I laid my own eyes at his. He may look a god right now, but I can feel his pain through my heart. “I didn’t make a mistake falling in love with you.” He reached for my hands. His touch electrified my lifeless soul. “I was surprised. I wasn’t in my mind when you told me about the child. I didn’t know what to do, so I escaped the chaos forming in my mind. So I’m here now. I came back. I chose to come back. I chose you. I’d always choose you, no matter what. I didn’t mean everything I said to you. And I know to myself that you know that as well. You do believe me, don’t you?”

Everything he said was right. I accused myself for being a fool for still believing him but I was never wrong. I wasn’t a fool for still believing in him. I knew to myself that he will come back. I kept telling myself that he will come back. And I’m glad I knew him by heart, because in the end, he’d always come back for me, for his child, for our family, for our future.

For the second time today, I smiled. I raised my right hand, cupping his cheek, and I felt his warm hand on top of mine. He placed his very soft lips on the edge of my palm, charging every particles of my body.

“Do you love me?” I asked him, a smile still plastered on my lips.

“Beyond everything.” He replied, smiling back at me. And when he did, I swear I witnessed the stars came back at his once dull eyes.

I felt my heart melted at the sight of him. He is my remedy. He is my happiness. He is everything I needed in my life. He is going to be the father of the child I’m carrying. He is going to be with me as we build our future together.

He is the definition of my hope.

I found myself counting once again. The seconds that turn into minutes, into hours, into days, into weeks, into months, into exactly five years, and Hansol and I had bloomed a beautiful family, a bright future.

I found myself stroking my belly once again, but this time not being miserable, not being a lifeless soul, but a happy mom of two.

“Mommy! Daddy bought me chocolate cake because I got three stars at school!”

Our lovely son ran up to me, jumping on my torso, before wrapping his small arms around my neck. I giggled at his sight, feeling my heart filled with love.

“Aw, baby, mommy’s very proud of you!” I cooed at our son, hugging him back. “But baby, don’t you think it’s unfair that daddy didn’t buy anything for me?” I pouted slightly.

“Daddy bought ice cream for you because he said you were craving for it!” He exclaimed excitedly. He removed his arms from my neck, bending his small body to have an access on my baby bump. “Mommy, does my little sister want ice cream too?” He asked with small voice, softly touching the bump.

“Yeah, I think so.” I giggled at him.

I shifted my gaze from my son to Hansol, who was once again leaning on the door frame. He had his hands again inside his pockets, but this time, he’s grinning at me sweetly.

“Hey buddy,” He called. “Why don’t you get the ice cream in the kitchen and give it to mommy? You can do that, right?”

The little boy nodded his head exaggeratedly. “Yes, daddy!” He laughed, storming out of the room.

Hansol and I were left inside. And he was making his way towards me, crouching down, and looking at me intently. Everything that happened in the past looked familiar, but it was the complete opposite on what we both felt before.

“Do you love me?” He asked, cupping my face and I immediately placed my own hand over his.

[ chwe hansol x reader ]

word count: 591 genre: angst a/n: i decided to separate this into two parts bc it’s going to be sooooo long if i didnt hehe sorry. disclaimer: i know hansol isnt the type of person like he is in this story so pls forgive me in advance for that. anyways, i’ll be posting the next and last part soon lovely peeps!

“Baby, what’s wrong?” 

My head shot up from the voice I heard. I smiled weakly at the guy who was walking towards my direction. He sat down next to me on the couch before snaking his hand on my waist to pull me closer.

“Hey,” He whispered softly, kissing my ear. 

I fumbled my fingers together, finding out how to say those things to him. The past weeks has been a total hell for me. There were composed of incidents by me feeling dizzy, doesn’t have the appetite to eat, sudden nausea forming in my guts, and paleness creeping over my face. I was scared for I thought I was sick. I didn’t tell Hansol about my state because I don’t want him to be worried. So I went to the doctor alone and expected to be medicated by medicines but I was surprised by the news she had told me. There’s a baby forming in my belly.

“I was feeling really sick these past days,” I started off, turning my head to him. He looked at me preciously as if I was the most delicate person ever. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“So I went to the doctor yesterday to have my check up.” I continued, ignoring his question. “And I was scared that I might be sick and in a very bad stage or something.” I paused, biting my lower lip. He was still looking at me, waiting for me to continue. “Hansol, you love me, right?” I asked weakly, feeling the tears slowly forming in my eyes.

“Y/N..” He soothed, running his fingers through my hair.

“Baby, I’m pregnant.” 

The world upon me had crumbled when I saw the expression in his eyes. 

“Y/N,” He said once again. “I can’t.”

The tears were finally rolling on my face. “Hansol,” I sobbed, reaching for his hand that was now pulling away from me. He was pulling away from me. “Why?”

“We’re too young for this.” He was shaking his head. 

“But we have talked about this!” I cried out loud. “Our future!”

“Exactly! That is for the future! Not today, Y/N!”

I was hurt from his words. “I thought you’d always be with me. I thought we’ll be together no matter what. I thought we will support each other in times like this. I thought you love me, Hansol!” I punched his chest multiple times, continuously crying from the pain he had given me. “This is your baby! This is our baby!” 

He was silent, looking at me apologetically. His sight was something I don’t want to see for the rest of my life. He lied to me. He said he would be with me through all things. He said he wanted to have a family with me one day. He said everything I wanted him to say to me, but not this. Not his stupid decision.

Madness filled me. I felt my blood boiling from his presence, but at the same time my heart melted as I remembered how important he is to me. “You’re staying with me, aren’t you?” I wanted to punch myself for asking him that. I’m such a fool for believing he’s still going to stay with me.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered, standing up. “I’m sorry, Y/N. But I made a mistake falling for you.”

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[ chwe hansol x reader ]

word count: 1003 genre: angst & fluff a/n: okay i suck at making endings but im also freaking out right now bc this is my first work for hvc aka vernon HAHAHA sorry i had to put it. thank you anon for requesting this! i decided to put a lil angst bc im a sucker for those so please feel free to req some angst in the future!!! hope y’all like it

Pulling the over sized shirt over my head, I sighed as I realize how big it looks on me. I looked at myself in front of the full-length mirror. The sleeves of his shirt hung loosely around my forearm, and the ends covered almost half of my thigh. Attempting to make it look cute on me, I tried tucking it in my jeans but it still looked awful so I grunted and just let it flow like a dress. I was having a coffee with Jun when Minghao poked his side which made him spill his cold coffee on my shirt,

“I’m not having coffee with you anymore.” I stated as I stepped out of the room, threatening Jun who was sitting on the couch with the rest of the boys.

He looked at me from his phone and immediately grinned when he saw my appearance. “You look cute? What’s the problem with that?” He said trying not to smirk. “Actually, my shirt looks better on you.”

I sighed, shaking my head and making my way towards Jun. I sat on his lap, knowing that there’s no space left for me. 

“Well, that hurts.” Hansol, who was on the other side of another couch mumbled. Seungkwan nugged him with his elbow. All heads turned to him.

“What was that, Hansol?” Jun asked from behind me, drawing circles on my back.

“I said I am hungry, hyung.” He replied bluntly, looking pass at me.

“Me too. Should we go out to eat something? My treat.” Seungcheol smiled widely.

The boys cheered and some of them started to make their way towards the door. I looked at Hansol who was the last one to stand up besides Jun and I. When everyone was gone, I felt Jun rest his chin on my shoulder.

“It’s working, isn’t it?” He whispered.

“Do we really have to make him feel jealous?” I shifted from my position to face him. 

“That boy will do nothing unless you provoke him.” He replied, smirking. “And we have a consent with this. Coups hyung said it was fine because he knows that it will make Hansol start a move. In the end, both of you are going to thank me anyways.”

“But does it have to be with you? You’re not that good looking. Hansol would not be jealous because I’m ‘flirting’ with you.” I said, quoting the word with my fingers.

“Excuse me? I’m like the actual visu–”

“Yah, the two of you, are you going to neglect my offer and just continue to flirt there or what?” Seungcheol called.

“Coming,” I called back lazily before standing up. Jun did the same. He hung his arm around my shoulders, as we walked out of the door.

We came to the nearest fast food chain and ate. As promised, Seungcheol payed for the bill and he immediately received love from his members. We were already done eating and I excused myself to go to the restroom.

“I can’t believe I went out with his shirt on.” I said to myself as I made my way back to the boys.

I noticed that more than half of the group was gone, leaving Jun, Wonwoo, Hansol, Seungkwan, and Seungcheol. Also known as the people behind this making Hansol jealous to confess to me, besides Hansol himself of course, and Seungkwan.

“Dibs!” Jun exclaimed, grinning when he saw me approaching.

“Shut up, Jun.” I muttered, sitting beside him. “Where are the others?” 

“Dokyeom started teasing Jeonghan to treat them ice cream with the others which made him lose.” Wonwoo laughed, resting his arms on the table. 

“Alright,” Seungcheol sighed loudly, leaning on the table, almost copying Wonwoo. “Hansol,” He called.

“Yeah?” He replied from a distance. He was sitting next to Wonwoo, who was sitting across Jun.

“Just so you know, all of us heard what you said earlier. What hurts?” Seungcheol said which made Hansol turn his gaze to me.

His mouth opened, no words coming out. 

“You can tell us, even if Y/N’s here.” Wonwoo reassured. 

“It’s uhh,” He trailed off, hesitating whether to say it or not. “Jun hyung…”

Knowing Hansol, there’s no way he’s going to say it directly right now. Why do I like this boy again? Right, only I can answer it. And no matter what we do, I will always end up making the first move around him.

“I don’t like this boy beside me.” I said, which made everyone look at me. “And he doesn’t have dibs on me.” I glared at Jun from the side. “Apparently, the boy I l like is actually sitting in front of me.” I smiled at Hansol.

His eyes opened widely. Seungkwan who was sitting on his other side gasped as well. 

“But earlier..” He trailed off.

“This was a plan. We know you’re never going to confess. So these two made you jealous, but wow, I realized this was nonsense because in the end, Y/N wouldn’t handle it and just decided to blurt out the feelings.” Seungcheol explained. “You’re not mad at us, right? You’re not that kind of person.”

“No hyung, I’m not mad.” Hansol replied, still hasn’t recovered from my confession.

“Now, she’s all yours. Before I actually steal her from you.” Jun grinned, standing up with the rest of the boys except for Hansol. He turned to me before leaving, “Thank me later, and give back my shirt. It doesn’t really look cute on you.” He said which made the boys laugh.

I looked back at Hansol who was already looking at me. I gave him a smile before propping my chin on my palm.

“Should I get you ice cream too? My treat.” He asked shyly from his seat.

[ lee chan x reader ]

word count: 576 genre: fluff a/n: THIS WAS SO CUTE LIKE, CHAN AND U R LIKE COUPLE GOALS?? okay okay i need to calm down. for the anon who requested this, thank you for sending a req! and yes, chan deserves all the love in this world !! i hope u like it !! p.s. dont mind the time on the text HAHA

“One all cheese, and one pepperoni pizza.” I reached for the two boxes of pizza before paying the cute pizza boy. Closing the door with my foot, I brought the box closer to my face to smell the aroma. 

I placed the food on top of the counter before pulling out my phone to text Chan.

Right after I locked my phone, I felt my stomach grumbled. My eyes automatically landed on the closed pizza box. 

“He wouldn’t mind if I just take one, right?” I whispered to myself. 

Grabbing one box of pizza, I made my way to the bay window where Chan and I spend our Saturday nights. As I sat down, I crossed my feet and opened the box of pizza. I gulped to keep myself drooling at the sight of the overwhelming cheese. 

“I haven’t eaten anything, so it’s fine.” I said before getting a slice and shoving it in my mouth.

I felt myself hum as the taste of cheese filled my mouth. After just a few seconds, the slice of pizza was already gone. I looked at the box again, hesitating whether to grab another slice or just for Chan to come home. But my hands were being stubborn so I found myself pulling another slice. 

The same thing went over and over. My eyes widen as my fingers couldn’t find a single slice on the box.

I cursed to myself. I looked at the clock, there’s only fifteen more minutes until Chan arrives. I could just order another one, right? 

Hurriedly, I went to the counter and grabbed my phone to call the pizza place, but I knew I was damned when I heard the front door closed.

“Y/N, I’m home!”

I forced myself to swallow the remaining pizza in my mouth. I felt him went close to me and gave me a back hug.

“You’re early.” I chuckled, nervously.

“I don’t want you to wait and I’m sure you’re hungry so I pleaded Hoshi hyung.” He said, spinning me around to face him. But when he saw my face, he frowned. His eyes landed on my mouth.

“Wh-what’s wrong?” I stuttered, slightly covering my face with the phone.

He turned his head to the direction of the bay window. His eyes landed on the empty box of pizza. “Yah!” He exclaimed, looking back at me. He leaned closer, reaching for some tissue from behind me, before wiping my face full of grease. “Did you just finish a box of pizza without me?” He hissed, glaring.

“Baby, I’m so sorry! I was just going to order another one but you suddenly arrived!” I immediately defended myself. “And I haven’t eaten dinner so I couldn’t help but eat some.” 

“You didn’t eat some! You ate the whole pizza!” 

“You’re not mad, aren’t you?” I asked, pouting and wrapping my arms around his torso.

He crumpled the tissue before placing it on the counter. “I’m not mad.” He said simply. “I just want to eat those with you. But you already finished a box, so it’s making me sad.” He sighed, running his fingers through my hair.

“We can still share the other one!” I smiled widely at him.

[ yoon jeonghan x reader ]

word count: 496 genre: fluff a/n: im so overwhelmed by the requests i’ve received so far! i just started this blog and i had good feedback already, thank you so much for that! and thank to ayamterbank for this req! i really think that the prompts suit jeonghan, i hope you like it!

“And seriously, when I walked pass her, I could feel that she’s glaring at me. When I turned around she- love, are you listening?” I looked up only to see my boyfriend staring at me.

“What? Yes, I am! Continue,” He chuckled.

“If you were really listening, what was I saying?” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

“About the girl who’s envious of you.” He laughed.

“She wasn’t envious! She’s just pissed at me because I got higher score on the exams.” I said. Jeonghan didn’t say anything and just looked at me. “Why do you keep looking at my face?” I asked, getting conscious that there might be a chocolate icing on my lips from the cake we’re eating.

“It’s because I like listening to your rants.” He replied, still not taking off his eyes from mine. 

“You’re using ears to listen, not eyes.” I pointed out, raising an eyebrow at him.

The next minutes were full of my rants about how school went this week. There’s just a lot of unfortunate things that has happened to me and I can’t help but say everything to Jeonghan.

This is one thing that I really love about him, he always listens to whatever I ramble and he doesn’t judge me for that. He’s just going to listen to me, then say his opinion right after I’d stop rambling. 

After finishing the food in front of us, I sat lazily on my chair then looked at my precious boyfriend. How could I be so lucky to have him?

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asked.

“Nothing.” I replied.

I continued to look at him, thinking about the things that I love about him. I couldn’t even name those one by one because he’s a soul made up of million beautiful things.

“Stop staring at me.” He blurted.

“Yah, I never complain when you stare at me for a long time!” I said.

“I’m not complaining, though.” He shrugged.

“You just did.”

“I wasn’t complaining. I just can’t help but to fall for you more when you look at me like that.” He replied.  He never fails to make my heart go crazy. “I love staring at you. And I do that so I can remember all of your features. I remember how you frown every time you rant about that girl, how you blink multiple times when you I tell you that I love you, how your pupils will dilate when I look at you, and a lot more.”

My mouth went open from his words. I’m usually full of words because I rant a lot but this time, he made me speechless, so I just looked at him for a long time.