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xiaoluclair · 1 year

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6. eyelid kisses // lestappen // [ rating: G ]

[First Class, 3.6kg] Package for:

STADSOMVERT 16 4500 HASSELT BELGIUM EARTH

[First Class, 0.01kg] Accompanying letter: Salvation.

Max Verstappen goes missing on April 1st 2026. It is not an April Fool's joke. Still, it doesn't stop Charles checking his shower every evening, the undersides of hotel-brand soap bars, just in case. Maybe it's all a bad dream.

(It isn't.)

On March 31st 2026, they have an argument. Charles hardly remembers how it started. He remembers Max though: smell sour, there in the apartment but not There. He remembers how it ends: grabbing his keys, the glow of Jimmy's eyes from the end of the hallway, the door slamming.

He remembers after:

Just come home, Max texted.

Charles didn't.

No one questions the fact that Charles is the one who first reports him gone. Mainly because only a few people know he did: Christian Horner, the Kumpen-Verstappens, Pierre Gasly, Lando Norris.

Christian is unavoidable. He calls Victoria first. Pierre is his best friend. Lando dreams it.

Christian exercises 'ignorance is bliss' for the most part. How do you know? he asked.

He didn't come home, answered Charles.

He could've Died, offered Christian after another moment. Charles can just about hear his heartbeat over the line. It's too fast for the truth — besides, they both know April is not anywhere near September.

They'd been fighting. The people who know: Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen.

(The people who know: Charles Leclerc.)

It was over inconsequential things, mainly. His therapist, when he asked her a hypothetical — say two people kept getting annoyed over silly things — said, Often, it can be a deeper problem.

How would they know that? said Charles, worrying over his claws.

Usually by asking about it. By talking about it.

They don't though. Maybe that's the problem.

"If you still could, pizza or pasta?" Carlos asks him.

"Pasta," says Charles automatically. It must be the eighth time he has been asked this year.

"Monaco or Italy?"

"Monaco, of course."

"Sunset or sunrise?" Carlos asks him. That's a new one. For this year, anyway.

Charles says, "Neither."

"Neither," repeats Carlos, grinning. "Not even sunset?"

Charles shakes his head.

"Then what is your favorite time of day?"

Smiling, chest caving in on itself, Charles looks out at the docks at the bright blue sky. "Right now."

Charles goes through motions:

Racing, because he loves it. (Supposedly if you go fast enough, you can travel through time.)

Hunting, because he has to feed. (There Earth is not limitless; the hiding places are not endless.)

Reading, because it is good to pass the time. (Mysterious Disappearances of the Nineteenth Century.)

He finds multiple accounts of people disappearing on their Death day or within the few days prior.

Maybe it is far-fetched. April 1st is 182 days before Max's Birthday. 182 is not a significant number on any of the solar, lunar or beluar calendars.

Still. Before, he would stay up, kiss the skin over Max's blue eyes as they dreamt.

Then he would go for walks, think about kissing the skin over Max's blue eyes as they dreamt.

Now he collates excerpts, photocopied library documentation, Wikipedia articles. Soon he'll have enough to write his own dissertation probably. Why The Love Of Your Life Randomly Disappeared: The 143 Possibilities.

[First Class, 4.2kg] Package for:

CHARLES LECLERC 15BD PRINCESSE REYMOND 98000 MONACO

[First Class, 0.01kg] Accompanying letter: Find my son.

Do you think he's just pissy because he hasn't Changed yet? Pierre pondered.

Charles, pacing and unable to find the solace he'd hoped for, shook his head. Max would not be like that.

Have you asked him?

No, was the answer. He hadn't. I do not need to.

Pierre's nose wrinkles. Charles remembers that Fae hate being lied to.

Two days into Summer Break, he flies to Switzerland.

"Charles," says Sebastian when he opens the door. "Nice hat."

"Thank you," smiles Charles, touching the finishing sun hat to his shoulder-to-ankle dungarees. "I wanted to ask you a favor." And, before he has pried off his shoes, reaches into the bag on his back and pulls out the 2021 WDC trophy. The replica, anyway.

Sebastian takes it carefully. "Come on," he says. "This could take a while."

They come up empty.

"Maybe," starts Sebastian, stops. "Go in with it."

Charles steps into the Ponogan immediately. He's beyond questioning things now. If Sebastian asks him to cut off a leg, he will. He sits, curling his legs around the trophy, fingers finding the row of MAX VERSTAPPEN, MAX VERSTAPPEN, MAX VERSTAPPEN.

Sebastian closes his eyes. The runes on his chest glow louder than before. A large beating fills Charles's ears.

It quietens down after a minute.

Sebastian blinks. He looks at Charles; he smells apologetic. "He is not Gone," he says.

Which is better than he had before, so. "Thank you," says Charles.

In Suzuka, Charles meets Victoria Verstappen. Meets again.

"He said he was having dreams," she says after she has ushered them back into Charles's Driver Room. "He just did not want to worry anyone."

"Dreams?" asks Charles. Of course he didn't.

Victoria nods. "Weird ones, every night. He never told me what they were about, but. He mentioned God one time."

"Max does not believe in God," says Charles, because he cannot think of much else.

"I know," says Victoria. "And he was still Human. I think he thought he was going crazy, Charles."

Why didn't he tell me?

Because it's Max. His brick-headed, independent Max who bulldozers through it all in bright spaces. Because it's Charles. Brick-headed, independent Charles who shoves it all down in dark corners. Because Pierre said have you asked and his therapist said have you asked and Charles said why would I.

Max had been worried about not Changing. Just not for any of the reasons Pierre considered.

Max, who had been having dreams.

Max, who had been having Dreams.

Unsurprisingly, Lando does not take kindly to Charles turning up at his hotel room after the race in the middle of the night.

"I need your help," he says. "Please."

Lando stares at him, nose buttoned up at his soggy clothes. He replies, at last, "Come grab a towel first."

Max does not believe in God; neither does Charles. Let this work, he prays as he steps across the doorway. Let this work.

Lando finds him still at the hotel three days later, slightly wet with rain. Yuki's signature takes up the front of his hoodie. "I got a thing," he says. "Woke up with it in my hand."

He shoves a flimsy notebook tear-off into his hands. One edge is tentacled; it came off a ring-binder. Charles unfolds it, "Thank you, thank you—" please, please—

On September 30th 2026, Charles has nothing more than dreams. Almost. Not quite though, not anymore.

Come Home, the note says.

The dining room light is on. He should have more on him than apartment keys and a phone, but that only occurs after he walks through the door. Max looks up from the far seat, a ring of light around his head.

Charles doesn't remember the distance from the entrance to the table being so long.

"I am home," he whispers into Max’s whitened hair. It is soft on his cheek. His nose bumps against the light stapled to Max's skull, his forehead. "You are home." Max clutches at his back.

He pulls away, points to his mouth. Opens it. A hoarse sound comes out. Charles thinks, okay, nods. And then Max points to his face, to the side of his nose-bridge. Charles blinks away his own surprise, leans down and Max's lashes flutter.

"We will figure it out," he promises. "Together."

He kisses the skin over Max's golden eyes.

#yes so This.#oops?#lestappen #f1 rpf #xiao: writes #fic: mv1.cl16 #xiao: asks #sorry anon i have No Idea what you were going for but i can guess it probably Wasn't this...#also not beta read at all sorry for any mistakess

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t4t-hantunia · 1 year

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#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic real time fandub #snapcube #THIS IS BASICALLY EGGMAN'S ANN0UNCENT BUT IT'S A SCENE KIDD-#I DID THIS ALL FR0M MEM0RY S0 SRRY IF THERE'S MISTAKESS-

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clubnate · 1 year

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girl how many times u gonna reblog one day robots will cry

the reblogs are just a fraction of what I'm living like rn

#cause people change cant you see my eyes are they not the same after the lies i know im like a machine but i still have dreams i know that #one day we will #SLEEEEEEEEEP FOR DAYSSSSSS COME OVER COME OVER I WONT MAKE THR SAAAAAAAAMEEEE MISTAKESS COME OVER COME OVER IM DYING NOT TO HURT YOU #in our dreams we can be complete again #im just making sure everyones appreciating the best cobra starship song ever made #im gonna see if i can request it at the tai show before the band comes on #ask #mickjustmademylist

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lustofgod · 19 days

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i very rarely am into topping but i would top u just to be able to get with u im ngl lmao

I'm taking this as the highest form of compliment imaginable. It does not go unappreciated.

#asks.#Struggling to keep the spelling mistakess under control so someone praise me for thatt...

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simping-lya · 6 months

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A Napping Skeleton

UT!Sans x Reader Fluff

Words: 1084

Koala Sans is cute and makes me happy so I wrote something about it :] Not Proofread so sorry for any mistakess

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You woke up from the nap, sluggish from sleep with your mind still dreaming but one thing was clear to you—you had to use the bathroom.

Bleary-eyed, you attempted to sit up but was stuck underneath a weight on your chest. Your inability to move cleared your sleepiness away, now alerted and confused by what was keeping you on the mattress. Moving your gaze downward, you found a familiar white skull that belonged to a snoring skeleton. Sans was laying on your right side, skull pressing into your chest with his arms wrapped around your torso and legs entangled with yours.

Oh right. Now you remember what happened before you fell asleep. You and Sans were in his living room, watching the show you both liked to watch together, when you had started feeling sleepy. Sans must’ve noticed you falling asleep and moved you to his room. It wouldn’t be embarrassing to find yourself napping in his room since you are usually in here but this was the first time you two napped together. Usually, it was Sans who napped on you. You would have felt your embarrassment for a moment longer if the need to use the bathroom so badly wasn’t your major issue (damn Papyrus and his worry for your water intake).

You felt bad for waking him up but you had to do what you gotta do as a human being. Still, Sans was a deep sleeper and trying to wake him was often difficult. Still polite to try it first, though. Shaking his shoulder, you called his name. In reply, Sans let out a sleepy groan and just held you tighter, surprising you with a nuzzle into your chest. He didn’t wake up, more snores coming out of him.

Okay, that was cute but you didn’t have the time to appreciate it because you really gotta go. With Sans trying to use you as a giant teddy bear, you decided to move onto your second plan, pulling him off. It shouldn’t be that difficult. Skeletons were light in nature and Sans had less physical strength than you so the many times you’ve done this, you were able to get him off of you. But for some reason, in his slumbering state, he had strength that even you couldn’t defy. His grip on you was extremely strong and tough for you to dislodge. It didn’t help that each time you would try to get out, he would mumble in his (cute) sleepy state and grip you harder.

Did he somehow get stronger or have he reached a level of comfortness that in his sleep, he was unwilling to let go? He was usually clinging onto you during his many naps with you being his pillow but never had he clinged onto you so stubbornly like now.

You were trapped, stuck with a sleeping skeleton on you and a terrible need to go.

You couldn’t even call for help. Your phone was probably where you last left it—charging in the living room—so you were left being a giant pillow.

Then you heard it. The sound of your savior. It was so faint but you knew there was hope. It was the sound of the front door opening and that meant—!

“Papyrus!” You shouted, calling for your last hope. “Papyrus, help me!”

The sounds of footsteps climbing the staircase showed your hope wasn’t in vain and you stared with relief as your friend opened the door to Sans’s room, his head peering in with urgency.

“WHAT IS THE ISSUE, MY DEAR FRIEND, FOR YOU TO BE CALLING FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS’S ASSISTANCE? ARE YOU INJURED?”

His sockets soon found your gaze on the mattress as you waved your free arm in the air. You replied, “No, but I’m stuck with Sans on top of me. Could you help me out here?”

Papyrus stared at you for a moment.

And took a picture.

“Papyrus?!?!”

The tall skeleton laughed, his expression showing no sympathy for your embarrassment as he pocketed his phone. “SORRY SORRY, BUT I HAD TO TAKE ONE TO SHOW SANS LATER! HE’LL BE SO EMBARRASSED!”

He walked over to you and assessed the situation as you huffed at him underneath Sans’s sleeping form. In one quick hand motion, he managed to separate you two and put a pillow in your place, which Sans instantly clung onto. He mumbled something into the pillow before nuzzling it, no sign of noticing the switch-a-roo.

You patted Papyrus’s shoulder, mumbling a quick thanks, as you ran to the bathroom. Once your urgent matter was done, you stepped back into the hallway, letting out a relieved sigh. There, you found Papyrus exiting Sans’s room, shutting the door behind him.

“You are my savior,” You told him as you walked over. “If it wasn’t for you, I would’ve died.”

Naturally, Papyrus took your compliments to heart. He struck his signature pose with his scarf magically swinging behind him in an invisible breeze (you stopped asking for questions a long time ago). “IT’S ONLY NATURAL FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS TO SAVE THE DAY! THAT IS WHAT THE GREAT PAPYRUS DOES AFTER ALL—SAVING HIS HUMAN FRIENDS IN CASES WHERE THEIR HUMAN NEEDS MUST BE FULFILLED!”

You chuckled as you walked with him down the stairs. “Yes, and your human friend right here appreciates it a lot.”

Papyrus grinned at your words and patted your shoulder. It “AND I APPRECIATE YOU FOR PUTTING SANS IN SUCH A COMFORTABLE STATE JUST NOW! USUALLY I WOULD SCOLD YOU FOR BEING INFLUENCED BY HIS TERRIBLE HABITS BUT I WILL LET YOU GO THIS TIME. I RARELY SEE HIM SLEEP LIKE THIS AND AS HIS CARING BROTHER, I THANK YOU!”

“Ah, well, you’re welcome, Papyrus.” You felt a bit embarrassed but also confused? Why were you being congratulated by his usual sleeping habits? You expressed this to Papyrus with a question, “But, Sans always sleeps like this though?”

The taller skeleton only stared at you, making you wonder if he misunderstood your question. Not wanting to cause a misunderstanding, you explained yourself.

“I mean, whenever he naps on me, he’s usually like this? Like all clinging and refusing to wake up. Isn’t he like… this…” Your voice got quieter and quieter as Papyrus’s eye sockets began to shine.

Then he grabbed your hands and with glittering eye sockets. “THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS A BRILLIANT IDEA!”

You, wide-eyed and confused on what was happening, only let out a, “Huh? What?”

“YOU SHOULD MARRY MY BROTHER!”

“What?!?!”

#writing is fun i always forget #lya writing #sans x reader #sans x you #sans x yn #sans x y/n #sans undertale #reader insert

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junhui-png · 3 months

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puppy love ⌦ .｡.:*♡

mingyu x reader x scoups? (Still figuring it out LOL) pt. 3

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summary: first year of college, you literally knew no one and you planned for it to stay that way but damn were you wrong

notes: hey guys, part 3 is finally out. Just wanna apologize for not uploading in so long, I've been going through a lot of family stuff and school has become a big stress for me but I've started to get my life back together again. i'll be uploading ever Wednesdays from now on unless I make a post stating otherwise! Anyways hope you enjoy part 3.

genre: seventeen college au, love triangle between scoups and Mingyu, Mingyu being on a football team, financial major scoups, angst??, fluff, cute friend ships, Hoshi, Joshua, Seungkwan, Minghao, and Wonwoo r your besties, Also besties with Yunjin (Le Sserafim) and Minnie (G-IDLE), other seventeen members are mentioned?? Childhood friends, cursing, drinking

THIS IS NOT PROOF READ BTW SO I APOLGIZE FOR ANY GRAMER OR SPELLING MISTAKESS!

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Your Birthday was in just a few weeks, you didn't really plan on doing anything to celebrate, maybe invite Mingyu and all your other friends over but that was it. "OK! I'm thinking the Maldives!" Seungkwan perks, across the table from you "You must've lost your mind Boo Seungkwan" Minghao scoffs, taking a bite of his food. You, Hoshi, Seungkwan, Minghao, Joshua, Wonwoo, And Mingyu were all sitting done at one of the campus's diners, eating your lunches, When Seungkwan started pitching birthday party ideas which you declined, as all of them were either out of your comfort zone or just borderline impossible "Seungkwanie. Let's be reasonable" You chuckle a bit "Besides I dont wanna do anything crazy" Though you tried to get Seungkwan to shut up, his mouth just kept on going, coming up with the wildest plans. "You know, I have a beach house over near Daegu if you guys want to stay there for a few days" Mingyu suddenly speaks up from across the table "YES! OMG YES" Seungkwan basically jumps up from his seat, causing everyone to break into sudden laughter "Are you sure we can use it?" You ask once the laughter had died down "Yeah of course! We dont use it that much anyways" He shrugs and you end up agreeing. You hurry up and finish you lunch before hurrying back to your class with Joshua. On your way back to your class, your phone is blowing up in your back pocket, which you pull out to see a bunch of text from, once again, Jaemin. You don't even bother to look through the thousands of text messages he sent you, you just let out a shaky sigh before pushing your phone back into the pocket of your sweatpants "The dick still bothering you?" Joshua asks "Yeah, he's back at it again for some reason" You shrug walking into your class. "If he keeps bothering you, you can tell us, you know?" Joshua tries to reassure you "Don't worry, he'll stop in a bit. He was like this when we first broke up anyways" You say, taking a sit at you desk, and Joshua doing the same.

You had finally finished all of your classes for the day and was walking home when you spotted a familiar figure in the distance "NINI!" Seungcheol's warm voices calls out and you pick up your pace just the slightest to catch up to Seungcheol "What are you doing here?" You say with a grin once you finally reached him "I dont know, thought I'd stop by" He shrugs and the two of you begin to walk "How are you?" He asks "Good, and you" "Same thing here" He smiles back. The two of you walk until you come across a convenience store "Want anything?" Seungcheol asks, entering the store with you following "Nah, im ok" You reply, taking a seat on one of the plastic green chairs. After a minute or two, Seungcheol comes back with 2 cups of shin ramyeon, water, and chocolate flavored nini's. "Cheol you didnt have to.." Your heart melts as you see all the things the man had brought for you "Its nothing please, You always used to get hungry after studying, so I assumed you would be hungry after all your classes" The man sets all the food on the table and takes a seat across from you before the two of you dig in. "I was wondering, I'm having a birthday party this following week over at Yeongildae beach, and I want you to come" you ask "Yeah, of course, I've been wanting to go the beach anyways". A little bit of excitment tingles through your body, and you can't help but smile a little knowing that you'll be able to hang out the Seungcheol once again. Seungcheol leans back in his chair and you begin to open the box of nini's "Remeber when we went to the beach together?" Seungcheol speaks up. You feel a small sense of nostalgia as you think of the past memories Seungcheol was referencing "How could I forgot, I had so much fun that day" A warm smiles covers your face, as your mind relives the moment "I think I still have the polaroid's we took of our sandcastle" You giggle at the memory of you and Seungcheol struggling to figure out how to work the new polaroid camera you were gifted. Chuckling, Seungcheol nods "And when we got Ice cream but you kept dropping them, we bought like 3 ice cream cones" "I dropped it once" You roll your eyes at Seungcheol's sarcasim and he laughs "God your mom was pissed off though, we got sand all over her car" He shakes his head in amusment remebering how your mother had scolded the two of you "I dont even wanna remember it" you chuckle. "Thanks for inviting me by the way, I'm sure I'll have a lot of fun!"

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After the night, you and Seungcheol stay in touch through text and you continued you life as you would had usually. You were out for lunch with your friends at another restaurant on campus, when you phone went off again. You had a bad feeling about the notification that you had just gotten because, surprise! It was Jaemin. Your expression changed immedatly after reading the text Jaemin had sent you " Y/N I'm outside come out." you immediately whipped your head around and there he was, just standing there with his arms crossed, staring right at you "That son of a bitch." Yunjin mumbled, also noticing him. Your entire friend group turned to look at Jaemin but he didnt seemed bothered "You got to be fucking with me right now.." You let out a sigh "I'll be back" You get up from your seat, feeling the eye's of your friends still on you as you walk out. "Jaemin what the hell are you doing here" You confront him "Why won't you respond, I’ve been texting you all week” Jaemin says, hint of annoyance in his voice “Because I told you I don’t want to see or talk to you ever again, so leave me alone” You roll your eyes and turn around to go back inside but he grabs your wrist “LET GO OF MY, WHAT THE FUCK!” You shriek, immediately pulling your hand away from him. Your friends had rushed out of the restaurant at this point and were all behind you “baby..please just listen to me” he whines “get lost.” Mingyu says in a stern voice “you don’t wanna be with a girl like her! She a fucking whore! I saw her with another guy last week” Jaemin yells at Mingyu, his ears turning red from anger. “ Were you fucking stalking me?” You scoff in disbelief, realizing he was talking about you and Seungcheol at the convenience store. He was about to say something but was cut off by Wonwoo “You fuckin creep, just leave man.”

Jaemin let’s out a rough sigh before storming off, finally leaving you and your friends alone. "Sorry yall, That ruined the mood" You say, breaking the short moment of silence after Jaemin had left "You dont need to apologize, Jaemin's literally crazy" Hoshi reassures "Are you ok?" Mingyu puts his hand on the small of your back, as some sort of comfort you assumed "Yea, im good. That kinda freaked me out though" You let out a shaky chuckle "He's fucking stalking you Y/N, you need to report him to the police" Yunjin speaks up, the others agreeing with her "He'll stop, there's no point. If it does get bad, then i'll report to the police." You say "I'll be fine" Your friends exchange some sort of look before changing the topic to lighten the mood.

You had arrived home and you were backing your bag with Minnie, who was also going to the beach house with you. The plan was to go today, and stay at the beach house and saturday and sunday. You were helping Minnie pick the clothes she wanted to pack when the front door bell rang. "Ill get it" You get Minnie as you rush off to the door "Seungcheol? You're early? You opened the door to see Seungcheol in front of you. He was wearing a white shirt topped with a beige varsity jacket and a pair of light blue jeans "You look nice" He says, ignoring the questioned you had just asked. You were wearing a jean skirt with a navy blue halter tank top with your hair in a claw clip "Thank you, but what are you doing so early" You ask again, moving out of the way so he could enter. "I finished packing early so I thought you wouldnt mind me stopping by early" He shrugs, taking a seat on your couch "Thats fine right?" Seungcheol asks and you nod "Yeah I dont mind, I'm almost done packing, hold on" You rush back to your room to finish packing when the door bell rings again "you gotta be kidding me.." You sigh "I'll get it" Seungcheol calls out from the living room. You hear the door open and hear Seungkwan and Hoshi's excited giggles. "MINNIE, Y/N! LETS GOO EVERYONE"S OUTSIDE" Hoshi's voice booms through your small apartment "ok, you dont have to shout, this is a small ass apartment" You sigh, entering the living room with your bags "I'm so exciteddd!" Minnie chirps, as I shut and lock our apartment door. "I have so much planned" Seungkwan giggles, running over to the van that was parked infront of your apartment complex. "Hi." Mingyu waves to you, a dumb smile playing on his lips "Hi Mingyu" You wave back, Placing your bag in the back of the van. You enter the the van and sit in the middle of the third row, both Seungcheol and Mingyu besides you. Joshua's driving with Seungkwan in the passenger seat and Hoshi, Yunjin, and Minnie in the second row. Minghao and Wonwoo chose to be isolated in the back, probably so they could sleep the entire ride to daegu. "Everybody ready?" Joshua asks and everybody shouts yes before Joshua begin to drive. Seungkwan immediately connects his phone to the aux before blasting music, beginning a karaoke session. You, Minnie, and Yunjin sing Nonsense, Yes, and?, Kill Bill, what makes you beautiful, and so many songs before letting Seungkwan and Hoshi the chance to sing the songs of there choice. You lean back in your seat, sweating just a bit because of how much energy you were putting into your singing "Do you want some water" Seungcheol asks you, noticing your panting state "Omg, yes please" You watch as Seungcheol pulls out a smaller black bag from under his seat and unzips. As your watching him search his bag for a water bottle, something catches you eye "You still have that" You point to the side pocket of the bag which had a slightly beat up cherry keychain hanging from the zipper of the pocket. Seungcheol chuckles once he realizes what you were referring too "You thought I would just throw it out?" He asks, cocking an eyebrow "I dont know, thought you would have lost it by now" You shrug "Here" He hands you a water bottle and you give him a small smile as a thank you before chugging down your water. "Did you get him that?" Mingyu suddenly asks, a werid sound in his voice "Uh yeah, when we were kids I got him that for his birthday" You smile softly, thinking about how happy 7 year old Seungcheol was too get some crappy keychain from you. Mingyu lets out a salty "hm" before looking back to this phone. You go back to singing a bit later and play some Valorant with Wonwoo for a little before you got tired and decided to take a quick nap. "WE'RE HEREE!!”

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Pt 4 out next Wednesday ( 2/28/24

#seventeen #seventeen ff #seventeen fluff #seventeen au #mingyu x reader #mingyu #scoups x reader #scoups

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