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𝖣𝖺𝗋𝗅 +𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 - ( 𝖲𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖭 ) ↻ ◁ || ၊၊||၊|။||||၊| ▷ ↺

But you didn’t know that at first, did you? Of course not, he was your everything – you were finally safe and laid soft in someone's embrace. But, the embrace slowly started to pull back, taking you along with it. Switching roles wasn’t the problem, holding him when he cried wasn’t the problem; it was the subtle shift in understanding, treatment.

His soft words of praise shifted to cries of need and reassurance – no longer just occasional, but of course it was okay in the start, what kind of partner would you be to deny your lover in need?

But when occasional occurrences shift to nightly routines, when do the titles slowly begin to shift from Partner to Parent?

A man has his mother, he always will.

Rather it’s the fifth grade history teacher who acknowledged his efforts, or the neighbor who always offered a loving smile and welcoming home.

A boy will find his mother.

He won’t say it – he never would. But he’ll act it, feel it, and maybe even hint at it under the well known shield of sexual advances, words like “Mommy” or “Ma’am” because ‘It’s just a weird turn on – doesn’t mean anything’

He clings to her praise and gets off to her words. Listening, begging, obeying everything she said; except for what mattered, or what she didn’t say but clearly showed and cried out.

A man can sit down, take a moment and search his own self – he knows it’ll better him in the end. He knows a race can not be ran without experience or breaks. He can accept the small offerings of water and energy from the people who stood to offer it and he can drink it without shame.

A boy cries bravery and strength and ‘traditional’ values all while crying in the depths of the night, alone and afraid. However, every warm tear that ran down his cheek was filled with regret and the desire to find home, to find his mother.

She’d wipe his tears and kiss his cheeks, holding his face as if it was the last thing in the cosmos that kept her from being alone once more.

A boy will hold weight, refusing to let go – even when his muscles tear and body screams in agony, he will not let go. “A man should carry weight” he thought, believing to himself he was proving his worth and ability to those around him. “I know” “I know” “I know” he seemed to know everything yet couldn’t understand himself, the damage he was causing every passing day only adding more and more recovery time after his eventual demise; dropping the weights and crushing those around him. “I need to provide, it’s my job” the boy spoke, yet all he did was take; never give. He’d talk and he’d listen yet he always talked a little louder than her, his sentences broken and pieced together. Incoherent rambling not because it’s what he needed her to hear – but what he needed to convince himself of, what he needed to understand within his mind. She never spoke up, never disagreed – only tried to help. She offered that warm embrace that felt like home and reassurance, softened down to his level. She wasn’t better than him, not in the slightest. But she understood. She learned from experience and thousands of mistakes, she could not force him to learn as quickly as him; the only thing she could do was soften the blow. Damage control on the boy after the collapse. Picking up the pieces and neutering him back to health, helping him understand his past mistakes. A boy will acknowledge her boundaries and fears. He’ll be there to wallow in his accomplishments of providing – getting off to the feeling of calling himself a “man”. While she lie in the sharp glass he admired himself in, sweeping up the microscopic shards he hadn’t noticed; tucking them away to herself so he wouldn’t get hurt. She’d throw them out later, in a place he couldn’t find – sure, she’d cut herself in the process on the razor-like edges but it was her mirror afterall. A boy will listen to her mistakes, traumas, and moments of failure; repeating the same phrases she’d have heard time and time again. “Your past doesn’t define you, I’ll never hurt you like that” And he never did, technically. He listened when she said “no” and would’ve given her anything she wanted at the drop of a hat; or try to at least. But what about when she didn’t say ‘no’? What about when he knew of her deepest trauma’s, deep and intimate – promising to never push or cross that boundary as the others. Swearing on his life he was different while continuing to repeat the silent patterns of indirect begging and guilt to her. Meanwhile, she poured her heart into gifts of love. Letters and trinkets she’d hope he adored. Sweat dripped down his back as he begged her to help him get off once more. Dropping every task as she spoke through tears, every word he wanted to hear – bringing him to that much needed release before returning to his other needs; reassurance, care, reminders of love. All while her gifts, once created of love and compassion lie unfinished and stained. Stained with reminders of what she was to him. He didn’t know. He never would. Not until he became a man. But for now, he was a boy. Prancing around the court, feigning his strength for others to see and envy – putting on a show. She knew it would be awhile until she returned back to her status of partner to him, yet, she waited patiently. “I’ve had worse.” She thought, her past endeavors of forced intimacy without an ounce of love within them, the guilt that slowly ate away at her heart of her previous encounters with every man alike. She hadn’t settled for the boy. She invested in him. She knew the man he could be after growing from his mistakes, she knew how much every word of reassurance meant to him and she knew exactly what to say to get him there. What he didn’t know, was it had all been spoken before – by the very same girl to very different boys. She always learned from experience. She learned boys are never as strong as they claim to be, and after getting through their harsh exteriors; there was no going back.

"𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖣𝖺𝗒 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖬𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼…𝖣𝗂𝖾𝖽" ― [ 𝖥𝗍. 𝖫𝖾𝖾 𝖩𝗂𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 ]

𐔌 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ⋮ 𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 𐦯 established relationship, angst, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, gn!reader, skin!Neutral, not proof read !!

𝓦𝓒 ⋮ 1.5k ~ ୨ৎ

𑣲 Author's note ⋮ ❝ Sorry for the long sudden haitus, I still love seventeen and always will. ❞

18 months. 78 weeks. 547 days. 13140 hours. 788401 minutes. 47304000 seconds. It’ll fly by, right? It’ll be over in the blink of an eye, that's what everyone said. The first notice, September 15th, was hard, sure. But he was still there. By your side, in his studio, preparing for concerts and performances – it was like nothing had changed except for a mark on your calendars. But when the time finally came, standing at the door with his bag hauled over his shoulder and hair buzzed to the scalp, it all became so real. The fact that you couldn’t even send him off at the gates and had to do it in private only added salt to the wound. The air held still, the moisture in your eyes seemed to come to a halt, not drying up yet not welling further. None of this felt real; it had to be a dream, right? It’s not like you weren’t aware he had to enlist; you knew that when you started a relationship with him, but back then, it felt so distant, like that fate was far off and nothing you had to worry about anytime soon. Which, at the time, was true. “It’ll be okay.” Your eyes flickered up, the warm and assuring look in his gaze only sent a sharp pang to your throat from holding back tears that threatened to spill over the edge, a feeling as if you had swallowed a hundred nails – in the moment it seemed like that would be a better option than this. His hand traveled up to tenderly rest on your shoulder, thumb slowly brushing against your collarbone every few seconds. “You’ll get through it, we both will. I’ll call you whenever I can, and come to visit when the chance comes.” Your shoulders subconsciously tensed at his words, and the back-and-forth fight against tears quickly became a losing battle as several wet streaks began streaming down your cheeks. A soft exhale escaped his lips, not of anger or annoyance – but of sympathy and love. He leisurely pulled you into a warm embrace, his arms slowly snaking around your torso and shoulders until your bodies were pressed together as if they were one. You could feel his heart beat against your chest; you were sure he could feel yours, too. The faint fragrance of his shampoo filled your senses, his calloused fingers rubbing up and down your back in soothing motions. All things you once experienced daily were now becoming rare occurrences – treasured experiences that would slowly become a fading feeling and memory for weeks at a time until he’d have the chance to visit once more. The saying “You never know how much you have until you lose it” never felt more real. 

You felt guilty, selfish, greedy, almost. Your relationship with Jihoon had been steady for just a bit less than a year now, yet it felt like you were losing everything, but that wasn’t the part that made the guilt sink its claws into you – it was the fact you knew how much he was losing. His friends, his family, his passion, and freedom to create music and compose whenever he pleased was about to be ripped from his hands within the blink of an eye. His members, whom he loved and trusted with all his heart, the people he had dedicated years of his life to and spent more time with than his own family, were gone.  It was hard to imagine how this felt for him and his members, you knew it was eating him up like a rapid spreading venom on the inside but he didn’t let that show, he’d never let something like that show, especially when you were in such a fragile state – in his eyes you were like a sculpture of shattered glass, ready to crumble at the drop of a hat. He needed to be that little bit of adhesive holding you together for as long as possible, just until you were ready to be welded back together and strong enough to return to your original stunning state. Slowly, his embrace disconnected from your own, and the warmth of his touch peeled from your body – you never wanted to let go, but you didn’t have a choice. His thumb brushed away your tears for one last time, soft lips pressing against your forehead as if he were giving you an invisible souvenir for the time being. “Love you, I always will and always have. Thank you for being with me through this – I couldn’t ask for anything more.” His words struck like a stake through your heart,  instantaneously returning his exclamation without a thought, pouring out your soul and serving up your heart in your hands for him through as many words as possible – each one he’d cherish for as long as he’d be distant. Time slowed down as he opened the door, your sight consuming every last detail of the moment, the feeling of him. His hand slipped from your own slowly until your fingertips were the last thing keeping you together, and just like that – gone. Click. The door was shut. Nothing had changed, yet everything was different. The sun was still shining, the AC was still running, yet they would all be just a little less meaningful without him by your side. The kitchen where you had bonded over meals and shared so many late-night talks was left cold and empty – the food still in the fridge exactly where he left it, all the groceries fresh and vibrant under the cold refrigerator air.

Every room felt so strange; it was nearly impossible to describe. An apartment fit for two, originally belonging to a man who had worked for years to earn every item he owned, was now left in the hands of someone who had entered his life at the beginning of the year. His studio. A space where he’d earn his keep in the industry, working for hundreds upon thousands of hours just to piece together the perfect melody for his art. Lyric drafts and chorus demos were left on files and USB drives that became nothing more than solid objects as soon as he walked out of that door. The lights that once powered his “universe factory” shut down, yet the stars on the ceiling remained bright – almost as bright as the music he had left with the world before this eighteen-month hiatus. His guitars, keyboards, mixers, and pedals, all left to collect dust and waiting in the same spot until the day he’d return – picking them up once more and continuing his craft like he was made to do. Until then, it was all on pause. Chords upon chords and notes upon notes, muted. His universe factory; shut down. And yet, the world kept spinning. 

𝖲𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗒 - ( 𝖲.𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗌 | 𝖢𝗁𝗈𝗂 𝖲𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗅. )

⤹ ┆ 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ⋮ 𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 ┆⤸ established relationship, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, gn!reader, skin!Neutral, not proof read !!

𓊈 𝖶𝖼 ⋮ 600 𓊉

𓊈 Authors note: hey guys im alive 𓊉

How long had it been? Six months? Eight months? You couldn’t recall at the moment. Your relationship wiith Seungchol felt like it flew by within seconds while also moving at a snails pace. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; you were comfortable with how you progressed with each other, and it didn’t feel forced or rushed for once.

The publicity and media side of it (or lack thereof), however, was a whole different story. His company doesn’t have a dating ban on idols, but that doesn’t necessarily mean you want to go scream it from the rooftops. It was better for his brand image and well-being to keep his love life a secret since the backlash from some fans would be far too heavy of an annoyance for him to handle. 

It wasn’t all bad being in a very private relationship, it gave you a bit of thrill. Sneaking out at ungodly hours to visit each other, taking back alleys, and covering your face just to see one another - it felt like being a reckless teen again, especially when it came to visiting him at hotels; it was significantly harder since usually said hotel would be under heavy watch from both outside and in, yet somehow you still managed, for the sake of him. 

So here you were, lying in his hotel bed in a shirt that you had swiped from his suitcase as soon as you arrived. Seungchol was still in the steamy shower; he knew you were dropping by and heard the door open when you got there, not that he was showering just for you, but he definitely took his time making sure he looked extra presentable before walking out.

His hair clung to his forehead just like the steam clung to his skin - your eyes locked into his biceps, flexing unknowingly as he dried off his hair in a messy motion, his thick brows furrowed ever so slightly but soon relaxing once his gaze settled on you. A soft grin tugged at his cheeks as he tossed the towel to the nearby table and made his way to you on the bed. 

He crawled on his hands and knees over you, collapsing on your chest but still supporting most of his weight on his own, careful not to accidentally crush you. His eyes fluttered shut, and he let out a deep sigh, releasing some of his weight from his own support and relaxing into you - he didn’t say a word to you but let his actions speak louder than anything he could’ve ever said in that moment.

You instinctively started running your fingers through his damp locks, gently scratching his scalp and brushing stray pieces of hair out of his eyes. Your eyes softened as you suddenly got the urge to kiss him, tenderly cupping his cheeks and guiding his head up to look up, his eyes opened, giving you that signature look of his, the glossy eyes and slight (unintentional) frown on his expression making your heart melt. Without wasting another second, you pressed a few kisses to his smooth skin, one on his forehead, one on the tip of his nose, and one on his lips, drawing out the last one for a few extra seconds, savouring the feeling on your lips.

You’re hand traveled up to the back of his head, guiding it back down to rest on your chest while you resumed idly scratching and playing with his hair, the motions lulling him into his much-needed rest. 

𝖣𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅 𝖧𝖼'𝗌 - ( 𝖲𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖭 )

⤹ ┆ 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ⋮ 𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 ┆⤸ established/pre relationship, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, gn!reader, skin!Neutral, not proof read !!

𓊈 𝖶𝖼 ⋮ 0.6k 𓊉

⌗ Featuring┆0t13 !!┆

- Choi Seungchol - Yoon Jeonghan - Hansol Chwe -

He was aware of your existence as an idol, but never really took the time to look into it. Of course, he’d come across a video or photoshoot of yours in his feed every now and then, but it was nothing more than that.

Once you two actually got together, neither of you really mentioned being an idol until the topic naturally came up, that's when you realized how many similarities you two really had – which in the end made for a perfect little meet-cute moment.

He was honestly relieved but stressed to be dating someone with the same career as him; on one hand, it meant he wouldn’t have to stress about misunderstanding schedules or dealing with crazed fans. But on the other it meant a lot of hate content, dating rumors, and backlash towards not only you two, but your groups as well. 

- Lee chan - Lee Seokmin - Boo Seungkwan -

He knew about your group for a long time, and there's a good chance he’s even a fan !! Would he go as far as to attend your concerts and buy all your albums? Probably not, but he did have a decent amount of your group's songs on his playlists and might’ve bought a CD or two.

He was thrilled to be dating another idol, no misunderstandings, you could understand each others struggles, and even attend events together, since his company doesn’t have a dating ban he was gonna be sure to let it be known, loud and proud that he loved you – and he wasn’t ashamed of it in the slightest.

When it came to hate comments and backlash, he was skilled at ignoring them for the most part, of course, some of the more severe things would sting a bit, but it was nothing he couldn’t handle.

- Kim Mingyu - Wen Junhui - Kwon Soonyoung -

He didn’t know you were an idol at first, not because he had never heard of your group! But because he just didn’t recognize you.

Once he finally did, though, you two hit it off immediately, conversations were flowing, and laughs were very heard – it didn’t take long for you two to get together officially. He wasn’t at first, but now he is a big fan boy of yours.

He goes to concerts, pre-orders albums, and even reps your merch everywhere. There were no dating ‘rumors’ because you both outright showed your relationship and were very honest with the people who would ask about it during interviews. 

- Xu Minghao - Jeon Wonwoo - Lee Jihoon - Joshua Hong -

He knew of you, you knew of him, neither of you really paid attention to one another's groups, even when it came to actually dating. He prefers to separate his love life from his career, and that includes not making ‘being an idol’ the center of your relationship; it rarely comes up at all actually.

He is relieved slightly to be able to have someone to relate to who is also very close in his life, he doesn’t outright ignore the idol fact or try to avoid it, but when it comes up, he’ll be very humble about it.

He generally attempts to disregard as many rumors or backlash as possible, but once it started seeping into your physical lives was when he made a statement saying that his privacy was to be respected at all costs because he was not about to get into a fight with someone at the airport for trying to put their hands on you.  

𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 - ( 𝖲𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖭 )

⤹ ┆ 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ⋮ 𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 ┆⤸ established relationship, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, gn!reader, skin!Neutral, not proof read !!

𓊈 𝖶𝖼 ⋮ 0.5k 𓊉

⌗ Featuring┆0t13 !!┆

- Joshua Hong - Xu Minghao - Wen Junhui

Helps you solve it, or at least tries. He knows how it can feel going through a rough patch like this, that's a big reason why he’s always and will always be by your side for moments like these; that's also why he suggests every possible thing (not overwhelmingly) to try and help.

He is determined to make sure you’re better soon, and whether it takes physically dragging you out of bed or spending hours researching how to help you, he’ll get it done.

He also understands when you need a break or he’s being too pushy, he’ll give you your space while still watching you like a hawk to make sure you’re doing okay. 

- Jeon Wonwoo - Lee Jihoon - Hansol Chwe -

Tries to distract you from everything. Rather, it’s to make you feel better in the moment or to hopefully help you forget about it all in the end, he’ll find anything he can to get your mind off things right now.

He’s always made sure it’s known that he’s there for you if you need to talk or need a good hug, but he knows sometimes that's not enough.

He’ll go out of his comfort zone (while still respecting yours) and take you on fun dates, or just stay with you at home, baking pastries or playing video games together. 

- Choi Seungchol - Kim Mingyu - Lee chan -

Supports you physically (and emotionally). He is by your side as often as he can be, so much so that you started to think he was worried about leaving you alone (he honestly was).

He’s there for you both physically and emotionally, he knows how physical touch can be the best comfort in the world, or how sometimes you just need a break and take some time alone – he might not always be the best at spotting the difference between them but he also made it quite known that if you want some alone time, just say the word.

He’s always sending daily check-in’s when he’s not around to actually check in, and even if you don’t wanna call at night, he’ll still leave adorable voice messages in your inbox.

- Lee Seokmin - Kwon Soonyoung - Boo Seungkwan - Yoon Jeonghan -

Tries all of the above. Some methods work better than others, so he might as well go through and see which one works best for you.

He does his best to find solutions to things that might be bothering you, staying up late nights to make sure you’re getting enough rest and also catch up on a bit of cleaning that might’ve been tracking behind.

While also, doing what he can to make you smile and laugh again, even if its only for a few seconds, even if he has to make a fool out of himself – he’ll go wherever you want and do whatever you need as long as it can give you at least some temporary happiness.

Also, he’s always been big on late-night cuddling or just small acts of physical touch, so its no surprise that he’s always gently stroking your back or intertwining your fingers whenever you start to feel down again, it's just force of habit for him. 

(ik its annoying im not using the tags for the intended purpose, its not that deep vro just scroll past 🥀)

𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗌 - ( 𝖲𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖭 )

⤹ ┆ 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ⋮ 𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 ┆⤸ established relationship, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, gn!reader, skin!Neutral, not proof read !!

𓊈 𝖶𝖼 ⋮ 0.5k 𓊉

⌗ Featuring┆0t13 !!┆

- Kim Mingyu - Joshua Hong - Choi Seungchol -

Refuses to let you pay for your own things. Even if its as simple as giving a few cents, he will stop you before you even have a chance to reach for your wallet and he’ll give the money instead.

From the outside, some people think you’re only with him for the money but in reality he’s the one who insists you never pay for anything. Even if you tried (which you have) he somehow always has it pre-paid or has his card already swiped before you can even open your wallet.

No matter how much you tell him he doesn’t need to and you have your own income, he just loves taking care of you and loves being able to treat you to little gifts without worries. 

- Kwon Soonyoung - Boo Seungkwan - Yoon Jeonghan -

Actually listens to you. He’s usually insistent on going his own way or handling things himself without accepting the advice or help from others when its not needed, except for when it comes to you.

You’re the only person he’ll actually stop and listen to and even go to for advice (for matters that he won’t tell the other members about).

he knows you always have his best interest in mind and always give him honest truth so it makes sense that whenever he’s in a troubling situation he never hesitates to give you a call. 

- Wen Junhui - Hansol Chwe - Lee chan - Lee Seokmin -

Saves a bit for you (ik I’ve mentioned this in the past). He somehow always has you on his mind, and that doesn’t change when it comes to anything. free goodie bags? He’ll either take two or give you his instead. Other members brought in some baked goods or food to share? He’ll be sure to put some in a container to bring home for you.

Even if it's not complimentary or free, he’ll get an extra for you – plushies, drinks, keychains, his love knows no bounds, including physical means.

You’d think his love language is gift giving based on how much little things he gives you, but in reality he’s just expressing his gratitude towards you in any way possible, he wants to be able to share every little moment with you, even if its something as simple as trying the same dish he had earlier.

- Xu Minghao - Jeon Wonwoo - Lee Jihoon -

Physical touch privileges. He’s not a very touchy guy, he usually tends to shy away from hugs and cheek kisses from the other members when possible so giving you the privilege of all the physical affection and touch you could ever want was quite surprising coming from him.

He’ll even go as far as to accept PDA, as long as its just in front of the other members, not actually in public.

But when you’re at home, just the two of you, he’ll lay his head in your lap or drape his arms around your shoulders, pulling you closer and closer over time until he can lie on your chest or shoulders. 

𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖧𝖼'𝗌 - ( 𝖲𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖭 )

⤹ ┆ 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ⋮ 𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 ┆⤸ established relationship, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, gn!reader, skin!Neutral, not proof read !!

𓊈 𝖶𝖼 ⋮ 0.5k 𓊉

⌗ Featuring┆0t13 !!┆

- Hansol Chwe - Yoon Jeonghan - Wen Junhui - Jeon Wonwoo -

He didn’t exactly confess to you, but rather you both realized you had feelings for each other and just went on from there. He was trying to think of a way to confess anyway, so it all worked out in the end.

You were just having a casual late-night conversation with him over text, it was one of those late-night conversations where you dive really deep into your emotions, y’know? Eventually, the topic of romance and relationships came up, talking indirectly about how you would be the perfect partner for him, and of course, it didn’t take long for you to realize he liked you romantically.

Things quickly took a turn to asking each other if you actually would date one another, and once you realized neither of you was joking, things were set.

- Kwon Soonyoung - Kim Mingyu - Boo Seungkwan -

It was an accident, not by him, not by you, but by one of his peers. He would often go to them for advice regarding you and ask if he was doing the right thing or if he was being ‘too much’ or ‘too little’.

Since you were all mutual friends and had a group chat together, they’d often exchange screenshots of things you said, trying to figure out if it was a sign you liked him or you were just being nice.

One day, however, said peer accidentally sent you the screenshot with an attached message, clearly meant for him and clearly saying that he had a crush on you.

The messages were very quickly deleted, but you saw them before that and wasted no time directly asking him about it – much to his luck, it turned out you were flirting the entire time, and he was too…oblivous to figure that out.

- Xu Minghao - Lee chan - Lee Seokmin -

He left you a very heartfelt voicemail. It was right after a long performance, so he was a bit delirious. He was hungry, tired, sore, and clearly missed you a lot.

It was almost a full five-minute recording of him saying how much he missed you and how much he wished you were there with him, then at the very end, he accidentally let slip a quiet ‘I love you so much’.

He didn’t even realize he said it until the day after, when you responded, he was mortified and tried to make up quite a few excuses as to why he said it, none of which were enough to cover up his feelings for you.

- Joshua Hong - Lee Jihoon - Choi Seungchol -

He did it the ‘old-fashioned way’ and asked you on a date straight up, it was over text, however but you could still tell the sentiment was there.

He sort of built up to it, asking your favorite restaurant or cafe and talking about your dream first date – then he took the chance and asked if he could take you on that date.

His heart was pounding watching those three little bubbles indicate your typing. Every second that passed, he lost more and more hope that you’d actually accept, to his surprise, you did.

Admittedly, it took him quite a while to actually gain the courage to ask you, and also quite a few pep talks from the other members who knew about his feelings towards you.