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7teen-exe · 2 years
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Thoughts about Wonwoo reassuring you after a stressful day ?
the silent comforter. if you need quiet reassurances after a rough, stressful day, wonwoo is definitely the person to go to. he’s the type of person who does not immediately ask questions about the grey clouds over your head, but instead provide tranquillity for you to rest first. your well-being is important, whatever has bothered you can be talked about later. he is a man of few words anyway, so he utilises his quiet presence and gentle physical affections to lull you out of that stressed mindset and into a peaceful one. an unwavering pillar for you to lean on.
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7teen-exe · 2 years
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祝你生踢快乐. ( happy birthday to you. )
"love?" there is hesitation in his voice when he steps into your shared home late in the night after practice, shrouded in darkness — well, he shouldn't have expected anything. you could've been fallen asleep when he realised the time.
he had to squint when he turned on the light, cursing underneath his breath and once more out loud at the loud SURPRISE! that rings out through the previously quiet apartment. minghao had dropped his bag on the floor in surprise, gaze zeroing right on the cake on the pantry table and your wide smile of glee and excitement right next to it.
"wh—" lips part, jaws unable to close themselves before an incredulous laughter emits from him, taking huge strides across the floor despite the burdening fatigue and curls his arms around your form. "you didn't have to stay up, you know." leave it to minghao to chastise you even when you've set up this surprise for him.
you roll your eyes at the scolding, but it did not ruin the mood you're in, and you're already nudging him towards the lit up cake, candles flickering in their own excitement. "i have to, because it's your birthday — and i will wish you one no matter how late it is. make a wish, hao!"
giddy giggle escape him then, complying to your wish and blowing out the candles once he's prayed. "thank you, baobei." he turns to you, fond smile upon his brims — before leaning down to press his own smile against yours.
i wish the both of us happiness, for long years to come.
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7teen-exe · 2 years
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[17:57]
"why do we choose to do this to ourselves?" silence answers, downturned eyes peering from beneath dewy lashes — unshed tears brimming behind heavy eyelids. your glassy ones bore into his, lips pressed into a thin line, fists curling and relaxing atop your thighs. "why do we choose to push ourselves from each other — when this is what we wanted?"
there is hesitation in seungkwan's eyes, as lips part as if to speak but only an exhale escapes; inaudibly shaky, but his shoulders shake. finally, "because we're scared."
you sink further into the cushions of the couch, hands curling once again into tight fists — this time, they did not unball. "what is there to be scared of?" a question uttered in a shaky voice, deafening in the silence of the room.
he looks uneasy, on the verge of a meltdown himself. "of falling in love — the suddenness of it, how foreign it is."
but if one thing that you can agree on this together, is that no matter how scared you are, how terrifying the concept of falling in love is — you fell anyway. together.
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7teen-exe · 2 years
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[11:11]
“what’s smelling really good?” the voice of your lover fills the previous quiet air, saves from the short tinkering of utensils and pans from the kitchen, head topped with messy and puffy air popping from behind the doorframe leading towards the pantry.
you hum, not turning as you listen to the silent padding of footsteps approaching you, eyes trained towards the pan on the stove in front of you, “just some leftovers from last night, i simply added a few more ingredients for it to be enough for the both of us.” you smile knowingly, hidden with your back turned towards chan when his arms snake around your waist, head propped up on your shoulder. “can you go set up the table?” when he doesn’t move, you try again, “chan?” 
“mm, you’re warm.” your laughter fills the air and he hides a grin in your shoulder, before reluctantly dragging himself away. “can we go to the park after we eat?”
you turn around before he could completely detach himself from you, stove turned off. cupping his cheeks, you deliver a short peck on the tip of his nose, “we can go wherever you want to.”
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7teen-exe · 2 years
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I just found your account like literally today, and I love everything you have so far, the writing is so good </3
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7teen-exe · 2 years
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seventeen during halloween
starts decorating the dorm as soon as october 1st hits.
hoshi, chan.
doesn't put much effort into their costumes. they say they're dressing up as their existential crisis like the edgelord they are.
wonwoo, woozi, junhui, vernon.
the one who got pranked throughout the night because they make it so easy.
seungkwan, dokyeom, mingyu, seungcheol.
comes to a halloween party with full costume because they're dramatic like that. everyone thought they are actually the people they dress up as.
minghao, joshua.
the one who pranks everyone, because it's fun.
jeonghan.
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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hug.
jeonghan: there is always a tease on the tip of his tongue, but he bites them back every single time he sees the crestfallen look on your face. there is concern but he knows better than to pry when you’re in such a sensitive state — so he gathers you into his arms, pulls you down on the couch and gently pats your head. if you need to vent, he’s the listener; he’ll listen to your worries, doubts about yourself, problems in your life without judgement. 
joshua: sweet sweet joshua, who has no mean bone in his body. he gathers you into his arms and sings softly into your ears because you know how much it calms you down, soothing and lulling you out of your bad thoughts. gentle kisses pressed on your forehead in between soothing words, arms squeezing every once in a while to let you know that he’s right there with you. always. 
jihoon: he’d admit that he is not fond of physical affections, but it breaks his heart to know that you are hurting. even if he claims that he dislikes skinship, it doesn’t mean that he won’t pull you into his arms as soon as he knows you’re feeling under the weather. being in his arms is like the warmth of a home; anchoring you to the present, securing you in a bubble of safety. he’d sit there with you, no matter how long it takes for you to calm down. 
seokmin: this is not allowed. you? sad? he’ll be a sad puppy if he learnt that you’re feeling under the weather as if it’s his business (because it is!, he always argues). his hugs are like tight squeezes that knocks the breath out of your lungs, securing you between them and whispering sweet nothings into your ears to make sure that whatever causes this will go away. you’re not allowed to be sad in his presence. 
seungkwan: he’s a little awkward mess. good with words, but doesn’t know exactly what to do — seungkwan will panic for a bit and squeezes you between his arms a little tighter than necessary and only loosening his hold with a sheepish smile when you claim you can’t breathe. gentle hands are wiping tears away if there is any, thumb caressing your cheeks full of adoration — he’ll readily beat up anything that makes you sad. he’s got the wit for it.
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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seventeen in a haunted house, part 2
they're always in denial. "they're not real, they're not real" is repeated like a mantra. they're in fact not real, but oh god is that a mannequin or is that someone in that darkest corner?
chan, seungcheol, hoshi, joshua, woozi.
punches the actors out of reflex. bows in apology after screaming their lungs out.
jeonghan, dokyeom, seungkwan.
says they're not scared when in fact they are probably pissing themselves.
junhui, mingyu.
again, the shield for everyone. they're usually the ones who go in first — mostly out of peer pressure, but it's no doubt they're at least a bit spooked out.
vernon, wonwoo.
befriends the ghosts.
minghao.
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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i wanna rock with you.
i actually don’t know what this is, but i hope you enjoy?
seungcheol | there is something about him that lure you in. it’s not his bad boy get up, or his smirks and good looks — in fact, it’s his kindness and willingness to drop anything for you; his dimpled smiles that he sends your way whenever he catches your gaze. it makes you fall in love with him all over again. 
jeonghan | you stare up in awe at the huge artwork hung up on the wall, intricate colours painting the canvas in designs that left your mesmerised. “you inspired me,” comes his gentle voice, the warmth of his body spreading across your back when his arms snake around your hips. 
joshua | if someone is to think of their first impression of him, they’d say gentle and soft-looking; but people who knows him best, like you, would know what kind of person he’s really like. there is something so exhilarating with his devilish looks and the smirk he gives you when he catches you staring. “take a picture, love.” 
junhui | you held on tight with your arms around his waist as his motorcycle zips through the quiet road, the only light from the street lamps you both drive past. it’s scary, it’s new — but no matter how terrifying it is, you can always count on him to keep you safe; you know he won’t ever put you in danger purposely.
soonyoung | “babeee!” you barely had the time to react before a body crashes into yours, sending you both toppling into the couch in the corner of the room. laughter fills the studio, jihoon is staring with distaste at the disruption, but both of you are laughing and laughing, and laughing — for no reason at all. you find it comforting how laughter comes easy when you’re with him.
wonwoo | he’s quiet; the comfortable type of quiet — the type of tranquillity you need after a long day; the type of silence that comforts you during your hardest moments. he’s always there for you, with you — keeping your head above the water. you don’t know what you’d do without him.
jihoon | a hard-working person like him is easy to admire, but you have grown to realise that despite being a music genius, he’s only human too. there are times where you’d find him all burned out, aches all over his body — the time where he seeks comfort in you is the time that you feel pride of being trusted enough to see this vulnerable side of him.
seokmin | sunshine boy, our happy little virus. there is not a day where your life is clouded because he will send good vibes your way and there is nothing you can do to stop it. if you’re sad, he will be sad with you. you’re not alone, he’s always there for you.
mingyu | he cares too much, more than enough — to the point that you’re drowning in his love. it’s not like you mind, he’s a big guy with an equally big heart; there is not a day where he does not go about his day without telling you, “i love you.”
minghao | he’s art himself, that it makes you wonder what you did in your past life to deserve someone like him. he’s like fine china, not in the term of fragility but rather the beauty of it — it makes you think how someone like you could end up with someone like him, but he reminds you every day that he loves you for who you are on the inside.
seungkwan | he’s beautiful, inside and out, and he reminds you that you are too. “true beauty does not come from the body or face,” he would say, pressing kisses all over your face. you are loved. “it is a thing of the soul - something brave and unafraid.” you are wanted.
hansol | things are never boring with him, even during lazy days where you would just lounge around your home or the dorms — there is something always exciting when you’re with him. a new movie, a new game, a new song, a new challenge; whatever it is, he’ll do them with you.
chan | i’d like to think that he’s a spontaneous kind of person. it’s always so intriguing how he can come up with some many ideas and work around with it when there’s nothing to do at the dorms. he’ll bring you on an adventure around seoul, find new things to try. it’s always fun when you’re with him. 
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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darling, don't cry
they will sit beside you, arms hesitantly going around your form as if afraid that they'll aggravate your emotions any further. they don't know what to do, so they simply sit beside you hoping that their presence is enough.
junhui, wonwoo, chan, vernon, woozi.
they'll silently wipe your tears away, murmuring words of encouragement to cry it out; let out any negative emotions through your tears. their heart breaks into pieces as time goes on until your tears stopped.
minghao, wonwoo, joshua, jeonghan.
they wanted to get down to the root of your tears but knowing that you probably do not have the energy to explain, they are forced to sit beside you as you cry. they're more vocal than the others, but it's to distract you.
dokyeom, hoshi, seungkwan, seungcheol, mingyu.
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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[07:48]
the press of lips against your forehead rouses you from deep in dreamland, blinking blearily at the blurry sight of a familiar shape before you. “you got to go?” you question, voice barely above a whisper and hoarse from disuse.
seungcheol looks a little bashful and apologetic, fingers drumming against your shoulder. “sorry, love.” 
“it’s okay,” while you’re a little disappointed, you can’t help but feel prideful on the fact that this hardworking leader is yours — who will come home to you every night without fail. “don’t let me hold you up.” 
he leans down to press another kiss on your forehead and then your lips, “go back to sleep, i’ll be home for dinner.” seungcheol lingers for a little while by the bedside, watches as your breath evened out and you returned into slumber. “i love you.” 
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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seventeen when they enter a horror house
walks through the whole place like it's nothing — probably the bravest. fakes their reactions to spare the actors and actresses the embarrassment of a failed scare. everyone hides behind them.
wonwoo, vernon, minghao.
the screamer, the soprano, mariah carey would be jealous of how high their voices can get.
seungkwan, chan.
the refuser are the people who refuses the idea even before they enter. they got forced into it anyway by succumbing into peer pressure.
mingyu, seungcheol, joshua, woozi.
this is too much for them. they're going to cry, please give them a hug.
dokyeom.
they push others in front of them and runs when they got caught. top ten anime betrayal.
hoshi.
probably one of the actors.
jeonghan, junhui.
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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[22:35]
the bed dips where the presence had seated down, yet instead of feeling intrusive it felt comforting. gentle hand rests atop the lump underneath the covers that is you, unmoving and silent; akin to that of a rock. 
there’s a soft sigh and the bed dips just a little closer, pads of fingertips massaging into the spot that the hand had landed on — your skin feels like it’s burning from the warmth of his hand, even through the fleece.
jeonghan lays behind you, arms wrapping around your waist above the blanket and pulls you closer to him — back to chest, and instantly, all negative thoughts that you have swimming in your mind disperses slowly, melting into the back of your consciousness and your shoulders finally shag.
“it’ll be okay,” i love you and i am here for you, because it will if you have him by your side.
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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[18:07]
it’s a lazy sunday, it seems; laying around all day and only getting up for the necessities. off days are rare and often you try to get the best out of it whenever your lover does not need to head out for practice, but even some days you revel in the warmth of his arms.
some show is playing on the tv, a white noise in the background — you absentmindedly play with junhui’s hands; fiddling around with it, tracing lightly at the lines of his palms, thumbing at his knuckles. there is something about his hands that seem so ... graceful, but what more can you expect when his fingers expertly press on each black and white key of a piano to create such beautiful melody each time you asked?
“something on your mind?” his question breaks you out of your trance and you shift your head up on his shoulder to look at him, only to find those dark eyes you love already peering down at you. his usual boxy smile is set upon his brims, soft and full of adoration; you can’t help but fall in love all over again.
you hum in response, settling the side of your head against his shoulder once more — the weight of his own settling atop yours comforting and familiar. “just how much i love your hands.”
there are a lot of things that you love about junhui; from his unfiltered childishness, little quirks, his hands, his smile and definitely his laugh — reverberating against his chest and shoulders lightly shaking, the soft giggle falling from pretty brims that you want to kiss over and over again.
“just my hands?” he teases, fingers slipping into the gaps between your own and offers a light squeeze that you return. his head turns just enough to press a kiss on the crown of your head. “i love how yours fit in mine.” to emphasise, he squeezes your hand once more. “i love everything about you.”
junhui is sappy without end; a cheesball that you adore. while he may be childish at time, you know you can always count on him whenever you need it.
“i love you.” 
another kiss is placed upon your forehead and you know he feels the same way, even when he doesn’t verbally say it. 
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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[14:08]
“jagiya.” familiar voice breaks through the silence of the room, saved from the furious clicking of keys on your laptop. you blink at the sudden interruption, having been taken out of intense focus before diverting your glance towards the figure in the doorway.
elation immediately takes over previous frustration, traces of stress and fatigue melting away upon the sight of soonyoung’s smile — so bright that his eyes turn into little crescents. “soonyoung!” laughter echoes through your home, launching yourself off the uncomfortable chair and into his arms — the agitated meow of the resident tabby of having her nap interrupted, hopping off the counter and trotting over to join your reunion with your lover. “i thought you wouldn’t be back until the end of the week?”
bright smile melts into one of fondness, thumbs lightly brushing the line of your jaws before fully cupping them, cradling your head in his hands. “i said that to surprise you,” sheepishness fills his expression, and that is just so soonyoung to do, to the point you cannot contain your adoration for a single human being alone and pulls him into a kiss.
“i miss you,” his gaze softens at your confession, the feeling reciprocated.
he pulls you impossibly closer, another kiss stolen, “i miss you too, jagiya.” 
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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[19:51]
“have you eaten?” mingyu’s voice breaks you out of your trance, blinking yourself away from momentary daydream to look up from the words of your book. your lover stands there in the doorway, mild amusement in his eyes for having caught you with your head in the clouds but you merely smile sheepishly in response.
upon the shake of your head, he heaves out a sigh and dramatically drops his bag onto the ground next to the door, his own head shaking — yet his exasperation is laced with humour. “what would you do without me?”
you hopped off the couch and follows him towards the kitchen, like a duckling following its mother; “what should we make?” his lips quirk a little at the question, a fond smile hidden with his back turned towards you as he reaches for the pot hanging above the stove.
“i’m too tired from practice to make anything grand — how about we settle for ramyeon instead?” you nod at his suggestion, gluing yourself to his side as you watch him prepare the water, eyes filled with wonder.
you are no stranger to the fact that mingyu is capable of cooking; he does so for twelve other boys back at the dorms — and he does so with you, and every time he does it, he does it with love. perhaps it’s one thing that you loev about him. something about his fondness for other people and willingness to take up the job of cooking for other people — he’s tall, he may come off as intimidating, but he’s simply a softie at heart for those who are the subjects of his affections.
“i love you,” you softly call out, watching the way his hands stop temporarily before continuing to dip the packet noodles into the pot. you don’t have to look up at him to know that he’s smiling, heart full of adoration.
and you don’t need to hear that he feels the same way — not with the way his lips press to the side of your head in response, because you already know.
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7teen-exe · 3 years
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dear beloved,
by the time you wake up to read this, i would've been at the dorms by now — my sincerest apologies that i was not able to wake up next to you. nevertheless, good morning.
i prepared a simple breakfast for you and have placed it in the fridge, so you can heat it up when you wake up.
i hope today will be a good day for you! i know you're probably going to be a busybee the whole day and i hope this will give you enough energy and good vibes to last through the day.
i'll text or call you when i can, okay?
remember, i love you. have a nice day, love!
sincerely, joshua.
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