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plastic-portrait · 5 years

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Can you write something with Sal where his SO plays the ukulele and sings? Tysm!!

This is probably one of the cutest concepts oh my lord-

(Sal’s POV) S/O who plays the ukulele:

I woke up, my mind hazy, to the aberrantly loud buzzing of my phone on my nightstand. Seeing the number as I flipped it open, I smiled and answered with a groggy hello.

“Good morning Sal! Happy Valentine’s Day!” Y/n chirped happily, as she does every holiday of every year. I couldn’t help but feel upbeat whenever she was around, lighting up a room.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, y/n. What are you up to today?” I wondered in the back of my mind who she would be celebrating with.

“I don’t really have a strong plan yet, but I think I want to see if you and Larry aren’t busy so we could all go to the diner together later today.”

I quickly responded, without hesitation, “Larry and I never really have plans on Valentines Day. Is 6:30 okay with you?”

I could almost see her smiling when she answered, “Absolutely. I’ll pick your asses up then. My treat”

I laughed and said okay. We both said our goodbyes and hung up, leaving me to get ready for the day with way too much energy.

After brushing my teeth, I noticed my eyesocket was a bit irritated and redder than usual, which didn’t help the situation that was my entire face. Large scars covered my face like wood under a microscope, some jagged and some smooth. The flat pink flesh behind my eyelid was a stark contrast to my good eye, and I finally put my glass eye in when the sight of my socket started to bother me. I swiftly pulled my hair into twin tails and buckled my mask straps so they were nice and snug.

I called Larry to inform him about our new plan for the day.

“Dude I can’t go, you’re on your own.”

“What!?” I was surprised, and kinda scared, of being left alone with y/n because I was afraid of being boring company.

“Yeah I’m going to a party downtown, some chick handed me an invitation flyer in the hall. It’s gonna be a banger!” He chuckled on his end of the phone.

“Have fun man, I’ll tell you later about how the night goes,” I said, and ended the call. Fuck.

Later that evening, I was dressed in one of my nicer sweaters and my red jeans. I felt red was appropriate for the holiday, anyways. Y/n pulled up to the apartment building in her f/c car, rolling down her window and pointing her thumb towards the other side of the car.

“Get in, loser,” she said, jokingly. “By the way, where’s that party Larry’s going to?”

“Up the hill, I think. Rich neighborhood or something.” I responded as I made my way over to the passenger seat. “He told you already?”

“Yeah, kinda.” She shrugged nonchalantly, putting the car back onto the road. I knew the diner was by the school, but she turned in the other direction.

“Where are you going? The diner is on the other side of town.”

Y/n smiled mischievously. “Somewhere better. I promise”

She sped up once the road was clear and rolled down all the windows, the wind whipping at our hair. My nerves were eased by the minute, and I decided that tonight would be good, whatever may happen.

Y/n pulled over at the lake and grabbed a backpack as we got out. The sun was setting, bright yellow-orange filtering through the oak leaves above us on the giant tree and dancing across the ultramarine water with a glittery finish. Y/n’s h/c hair glowed in the setting sun, her skin dappled with gold. It was a beautiful sight.

We set up a blanket on the grass and set out boxes of takeout, all of which y/n had brought with her. And, lastly, she set something on the blanket: a ukulele wrapped nicely in its case.

“You bring that thing everywhere you go,” I said playfully.

“Of course. It could always come in handy.” She smiled, “But I have a reason this time. We have to eat first, though.”

“Sounds good to me,” In my head, I sighed with relief knowing it would be easier to eat out here than in a restaurant.

We talked about random things while we ate, from childhood memories to wondering what Larry was up to at the moment. We’d probably have to help him get home. I couldn’t help but steal a glance at y/n’s eyes, so bright and vibrant as her e/c eyes mixed with resplendent light.

Afterwards, she pulled out her ukulele and began tuning it meticulously. I watched how careful she was with awe.

Then, she began playing.

It was surreal, as it was the first instrument other than an electric guitar that I had heard in person in quite a long time. Y/n began to sing along to her strumming, a tune I quickly recognized as Can’t Help Falling in Love, by Elvis Presley. A classic. Her voice was lovely and suited the ukulele perfectly, and I couldn’t do anything but watch. Its seemed almost like a scene out of a painting, both vivid and distant, untouchable.

The magic was gone too quickly, and the song ended. I was speechless, and y/n could probably tell.

“That was...” I began, “Truly amazing. I’ve never heard anything like that, y/n”

She smiled shyly, clearly not used to hearing that kind of thing, especially from me.

“Thanks, Sal. I..” She laughed nervously, “I learned how to play it for you, and I told Larry about it so we could get you to come out here.”

That made sense, considering the conspiring bastard Larry is sometimes, although I couldn’t be mad this time. “Well, I’m glad you did. It was lovely.”

Y/n took a deep breath and then looked me in the eyes. “Sal, will you be my Valentine? Like, for more than just Valentine’s Day?”

My heart practically exploded out of my chest. “Yes! I would love that, y/n.”

“I’m glad, because I almost died trying to get that out loud.” She chuckled. I joined her, and it turned in to full-on laughter, both of us laying on our backs and just cachinnating until our ribs hurt.

After that, we just sat on our blanket, watching the sun set even further on the horizon. When it was gone, we stargazed for hours, talking back and forth endlessly. It was truly the best Valentine’s Day I’d ever had.

#sally face #sal fisher #sally face x reader #sally face headcanon #sally face imagines

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ask-svt-hearteu · 7 years

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jealous! Wonwoo

@123hongkong-blog requested: “Hey there☺️❣️please may I request a jealous wonwoo sort of headcannon, similar to the one u did for woozi☺️? This is my first time ever requesting and I just wanted to say I love ur blog!😍😊thanks so much in advance❤️”

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1401

A/N: Sorry it took so long and TYSM AHH OUR HEARTS! hope you enjoy! This was difficult lmao and I suck at everything okie lesgoooo

Wonwoo and you had been dating for about a year

there was something about him that never failed to make your heart flutter

never failed to put a smile on your face

never failed to make you thank your lucky stars that you had such an amazing person by your side

sure, it had been really rough at first

while you had been sort of close friends with all of svt, since you had gone to the Seoul School of performing arts with some of the members, including Wonwoo

with varying levels of friendly intimacy

Wonwoo had always been politely reserved and shied away from too many interactions with you

the others told you that's just how he was

he needed time to warm up to people

and you were ok with that

after all you hadn't expected to fall head-over-heels at the time

svt was often busy anyway

and you didn't hang out with them that often

and you knew how shy Wonwoo could be

so it didn't really bother you at first

you don't know at exactly what point you started crushing on him

maybe it was when you first saw the cutest puppy in the world walk up to Wonwoo

and the person who originally could look cold and intimidating

well he jumped back about five feet and ran to hide behind a tree with the puppy confused but endearingly following after him

you had spent a good minute laughing before you realized Wonwoo must be scared of the fluffball that was that puppy

so you walked up to the puppy, pet it and carried it in your arms, a safe distance away from Wonwoo

"Thanks." he said sighing in relief

he smiled at you

and you thought damn he looks hella cute when he's smiling

and the both of you walked off to find the puppy's family

or maybe it was when you ran into him at the bookstore

Joshua had been there too a couple of rows down, talking with Jun over some book he read recently

but you hadn't seen them yet

Wonwoo saw you first and actually walked up to say hello

which you thought was incredibly adorable and yay for making progress in your convos with the guy

and you noticed the book he was holding in his hand

"Oh you're reading that book? I loved it, the juxtaposition of the two main characters and the way the author weaves the story outside of what we commonly accept as reality, it was an amazing read."

maybe he started falling for you slowly

maybe you fell for him slowly

but the discussion over the basic elements of a book you two loved

a conversation that was passionate and intellectual

that's all you needed to start with

apparently Wonwoo isn't good with hiding his emotions around Svt

because the next time you join them for some video games

"Y/n, Wonwoo hyung just won't shut up about you. Don't get us wrong we love you and everything but please just date the guy already so we don't have to hear him debating how to ask you out five hundred million ways while pacing the living room."

suffice to say Mingyu could have died that night

from the looks Wonwoo was shooting him

but luckily for Mingyu all of svt safely escaped into the other rooms, dragging Mingyu with them leaving you and Wonwoo alone - the both of you blushing furiously

you're kind of just in disbelief

because you had told Mingyu about your crush on Wonwoo

and you were worried that Mingyu had just said that to tease you

but Wonwoo took a deep breath and looked at you

"He wasn't lying, well the five hundred million part was exaggerated, but the rest. . ."

he trailed off looking at a spot on the ceiling not meeting your eyes

you both talked about what you wanted to do

and he asked you out officially

and things had always worked well from there

he was mature and dorky at the same time

which balanced with your personality well

he was never really jealous before, or from what you could see - or at least, he never made it obvious to you

until

you both went out for lunch one day and the male server kept giving you a huge smile

and you're like, chill they're really nice

but Wonwoo. . . well, he squirmed a bit in his seat

he told himself to calm down and that perhaps the male server was just being nice

but then the male server complimented your outfit

and gave you dessert, on the house

right in front of Wonwoo

and yes, he's pretty calm and quiet about it

he trusts you

but for Wonwoo that day, that was strike one

when you walked along the street with your hand in Wonwoo's hand

a couple of guys at the convenience store on the corner catcalled you

you glanced quickly at Wonwoo and held his hand tighter

he had his lips pressed together and he was staring straight ahead

strike two

"Hey they're drunk." you said tugging a bit on his sleeve to get him to look at you

it's not that Wonwoo had never dealt with stuff like this

to him, he could see why

you were beautiful

and he felt kind of inadequate sometimes

he just loved you so, so much

"Yea lucky for them." He said with a smile and gave you a quick kiss on the cheek

but you could see he was still a bit bothered

his grip on your hand tightened a bit and your pace had to quicken to keep up with his

when you both got back to the dorms

you both sat down at the table and just sat there in silence

you occasionally sneaking looks at him to see if he was okay

he didn't say anything and his face was emotionless

your phone pings, indicating a text

you pick it up to read

"Who is it?"

what bad timing

it's one of your closest friends

he went to the same school you, Wonwoo, and Seungcheol went to

he was asking if you and Seungcheol wanted to catch a movie since he was back in town

he didn't know Wonwoo all that well which is probably why he didn't invite him

even though he knew you two were dating

probably an accident on your close friend's part

but that was strike three

Wonwoo stood up abruptly from the table

acting a bit flustered, he rubbed the back of his neck and muttered something you couldn't hear

"What did you say?" You ask standing up out of your seat also and reaching for his hand

he backs up a bit, and immediately regrets it seeing the small look of hurt you give him

you bring your arm back down to your side

"Y/n I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- I just . . ."

you folded your arms across your chest, hugging yourself to prevent yourself from looking too hurt

"Lately, I have this weird feeling in my chest." Wonwoo starts whispering

"And I talked to some of the other members about it. It's kind of a burning here." he says pointing at the spot on his chest above his heart

"and I've been thinking about you non-stop, I know we're dating and you know that I love you, but back there I really wanted to punch those guys at the store and hold you in my arms and never let go. And wipe that slimy smile off that server's face, just because he's decently good looking. And I wish I could be better for you..."

you stare down at your toes

"And Seungcheol and them are fun and more outgoing, I seem kind of boring don't I? I guess I'm jealous. "

you finally look up to meet his eyes

and you feel yourself tearing up

"Wonwoo, I love you so much too."

he freezes and looks at you searching your face

"You're not boring, you're so handsome, and mature and amazing and everything. I'm glad you didn't punch them, you can compose yourself so well, and you're smart and incredibly talented. If anyone should feel inadequate, it's me."

"What the heck? No y/n." He says taking you into his arms

"we're meant for each other." you start saying laughing into his chest

"because I'd never want anyone else."

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