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blue-jisungs · 1 month

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YELLOW CAB

author's note. i kinda slayed w the banner ngl

summary. 3rd time is a charm, right? especially when the guy whose ride home you stole is kinda (very much) cute

word count. 2111

genre, pairing. crack and fluff lmao!! graphic design hybe worker!yn x idol!seungkwan;; sassy kwan.

warnings. one or two curses, mention of throwing up

letting out a deep sigh, you stepped outside the hybe building. holding the file with your notes and sketches, you pressed it closer to your chest as you whipped out your phone. the weather was quite stuffy, air no better than in the office.

some of your coworkers passed you by and walked towards the parking.

shaking your head, with a few swipes you ordered a cab. living without a car was manageable but quite a pain in the ass, especially on days like this when you didn’t feel like taking the metro.

you stayed overtime, again. it’s really a bad habit, you should work on it. your eyes were struggling to keep open, even while standing. speaking of which, your legs hurt too – probably a result of sitting for too long. and your back; oh god, your back. leaning over the drawing tablet for the whole day will definitely cause you to have a hump… fun.

someone left the building and sat on the bench, doing something in their phone. it was good to know you weren’t the last one to leave. yawning loudly, you struggled to stand still.

then, you noticed a yellow cab arriving. finally! you marched towards it, absentmindedly. you opened the door and greeted the driver, sitting inside.

before you closed it, you heard an offended:

“yah! that’s my cab! check the number, miss!”

but the door closing shut the voice down as you muttered the address. letting yourself relax for a while, only halfway home you realized you just accidentally took someone else’s cab.

well, at least they won’t be left alone – in such case yours should be arriving at the hybe building soon.

you observed in deep thought the water droplets racing down the window. someone tapped your arm and you jerked, blinking.

“y/n, we’re leaving. you should too, tomorrow is an important day” your co-worker smiled gently and patted your arm “you should get some sleep, okay? i’ll see you tomorrow”

nodding in agreement, you waved them goodbye and started packing your things.

tomorrow you’re going to be presenting your new album cover and other details for seventeen’s upcoming comeback. you were nervous, you didn’t know if they were going to like it. considering the time you spent and how much tears, blood and sweat you put into the design you tried to be optimistic that they would enjoy it.

you left the office and already ordered a cab while in the lift. you hoped that because of it, you weren’t going to wait in the rain for too long.

a distant chatter echoed and bounced of the lobby walls, mixing with the elevator-type-of-music.

then, your phone dinged with a notification that your cab arrived.

taking a deep breath and putting your scarf around your head, you headed out. running towards the yellow cab in the rain, droplets hitting your face. water splashed under your shoes and in a few leaps you reached the car.

you decided to hop on the seat behind the driver, putting your bag on your knees.

“sorry for the mess” you breathed out and tucked the hair that got stuck onto your face.

suddenly the door opened again and someone entered the cab.

your eyes widened and you looked at the stranger. he blinked, flabbergasted.

then you yelped upon realizing its seungkwan. boo seungkwan. the boo seungkwan from seventeen.

you bowed yet were speechless, too stunned to mutter even a single word.

his brows knitted as he pointed at you.

“hey, you stole my cab last time” he grunted and ran his hand through his wet locks. your cheeks grew hot with realization, fingers nervously playing with the material of your bag. that’s not good. not good at all.

“i’m sorry i promise it wasn’t on purpose! i was just so tired and didn’t realize–” you started.

“are we going or what? it’s not a cafe to chat endlessly in one place” the driver grunted impatiently.

“yeah, right. um, i’ll just leave and you take this one. i’m deeply sorry, mr. boo” words spilled out of you like the rain from the dark clouds.

before you could open the door, seungkwan leaned and smacked your head gently. you halted in shock.

“are you out of your mind? i mean, respectfully. whatever happened, happened. just be sure to check next time… and let’s just take this one. i assume you’re heading home?” he asked, catching the driver’s annoyed look in the mirror “you should go first”

you nodded and after saying the address, the car started.

“do you work here?” seungkwan asked, interested. you felt a little shy – even though you knew they work at the same building, you never met an idol. and yet here you are.

“yes, i’m a graphic designer” you smiled politely “oh, i’m sorry. my name is l/n y/n”

the idol returned your smile and reached his hand out. you shook it and he hissed dramatically.

“aigo, your hand is so cold!”

you giggled and took it back.

the nervousness gradually left your body as you had some small talk with him (and he insisted not to call him mr boo or mr seungkwan as – quote – “that makes him old and he’s still young!”), genuinely feeling comfortable. he seemed not to be faking his engagement into the conversation either.

before you realized, you arrived in your neighborhood. it was pouring now but luckily the driver stopped quite close to the building. the driver asked for seungkwan’s destination, wanting to put it in gps already.

as he did, you reached for your card. then, you asked the driver how much it would cost to take seungkwan to his place. the man replied and the idol smacked your hand once again this evening.

“you are really crazy” he grunted and shook his head.

“no, no. let me pay, as a form of sorry for the last cab incident” you frowned, discreetly nodding to the driver. he nodded back and put the full price for the route; seungkwan didn’t seem to notice.

“no, i can’t allow that. it’s literally nothing, i swear i already forgot” he whined.

the driver handed you the terminal and you paid with a bright smile.

“okay, fine. um, thank you for the ride, seungkwan” you said and grabbed your bag “it was nice meeting you. have a good day!”

with that you left and seungkwan observed as you ran to the building, heavy rain slurring your silhouette. he kept his eyes on you as long as he could before the driver was too far away.

only then he noticed something on the seat.

worker id.

he huffed and took it in his fingers, not realizing he’s smiling. it must have fallen out when you pulled out your card.

“the lady paid for you, by the way” the driver said softly, glancing at him through the mirror.

seungkwan rolled his eyes, not sure why his mood is so bright now.

you dug through your bag, heart rate being faster than when you took your friend’s niece to the rollercoaster park. feeling the guard’s displeased sight on you, you decided to turn your bag around and spill the contents on the floor. then, you dropped to your knees and ignored the weird looks from other workers.

“i promise i have it! i have no idea why it’s not here!” you whined, glancing at the clock. 9:55am. you had about three minutes to enter the building and arrive at the meeting place since it starts at 10am.

and currently you couldn’t find your worker id.

“i can’t let you in on a promise. i’ll need to escort you if you don’t have it” the bodyguard said, unbothered.

you looked through all the papers and sketches that fell out, sweat dripping down your temple. that’s not how it was supposed to go.

with shaking hands you wiped a tear that gathered on your cheek and checked your wallet again. nothing.

a sudden pat on your arm caused you to turn around sharply and the person jerked in surprise due to your dramatic reaction.

it was seungkwan.

“now that’s just embarrassing” you grunted, blinking the tears away.

“are you looking for this?” he asked with a soft smile, reaching for something from his pocket. your eyes saw the goddamn plastic card “and before you think it’s creepy, you left it in the taxi. i figured i’d drop it off at your office but you’re here so…”

nodding your head vigorously, you gathered all your stuff and put it into your bag.

“thank you, thank you so so much. i was just about to be late for a meeting as if the meeting itself didn’t make me nervous as fuck” you breathed out and took the id “thank you…”

“i get it, i get it. now shoo, you can’t be late! and good luck, fighting!” he grinned and you sent him a wide grin.

seungkwan watched you disappear in the lift before a gasp ripped out of his chest.

“what am i even doing?! i have a meeting too–”

he rushed to get another lift and cursed underneath his breath when it came late. seungcheol will whoop his ass for being late but first of all, it’s only like five minutes. second of all, he was helping you.

the man pushed the door from the meeting room, sending all eyes on him. he rose his hands in a defensive manner and then bowed.

“i apologize for being late, there was a small… incident” he mumbled and before he looked up, he heard a voice.

“it’s alright, mr. boo. we didn’t start yet”

your voice.

his eyes met with yours, causing his face to lit up. some of the members noticed the strange exchange between you, especially when a shared smile bloomed on your faces.

seungkwan sat down next to minghao, earning a smack on the arm.

needless to say, everyone came to a conclusion that for the first time ever seungkwan was laser focused in the presentation. and you.

“i feel like i’m gonna throw up” you mumbled to yourself, squatting down on the sidewalk. hiding your head in your knees, you heard a chuckle.

“i thought people usually got nervous before presenting?” seungkwan’s voice reached your ears and you looked up with a smile.

“well now i’m waiting for the decision, it is nervous too” you sighed and stood up, raising an eyebrow.

“you don’t need to worry about that. i know those guys and they liked your project, a lot. and if they didn’t, i’d convince them” seungkwan grinned and whipped out his phone “cab? let me pay this time”

“aish, we’re gonna be pushing and pulling all the time?” you scoffed and shook your head “wait, did you like it?”

seungkwan nodded, noticing the yellow cab approaching. good thing this was a busy street and there were lots of taxis.

“obviously!” he grinned and led you towards the car, opening the door for you. once inside, he waited for you to tell your address to the driver and continued. “i really like your art style, it’s very unique and original. the colors fit well with the concept, as well as the design. did you create the font yourself?”

you stared at him in shock, causing a giggle out of him.

as you indulged him into the details of your work progress, you failed to realize how quickly you got home. not even done with explaining how you got the idea for the design, you saw a mischievous spark in his ebony eyes.

“let me pay, please” seungkwan pleaded and you huffed “and… if you want, i’ll let you pay next time. for coffee”

he stared at you hopefully (ignoring the fact that he obviously wouldn’t let you but he somehow wanted to have an excuse), seungkwan noticed a cute smile bloomed on your face.

“i’d love to. tomorrow? 3pm?” you asked, unable to control your face muscles from grinning. seungkwan nodded energetically “we’re set then. get home safe, mr boo”

you leaned in, led by an impulse, and tried to place a goodbye kiss on his cheek but you accidentally pecked the corner of his lips.

blood flowing to your face, you left the cab panicked, yelping a nervous bye!

“hey there, misses! what’s with your kisses?” he mumbled, fingers ghosting over the area your lips brushed against.

looking at the whipped man in the mirror, the cab driver smiled.

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babyleostuff · 1 month

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౨ৎ voicemails boo seungkwan leaves you while he’s on tour - fluff (with a pinch of angst), established relationship, gn!reader (pet names used: baby)

...one: hi baby! how are you? why aren’t you answering your phone? wait… you’re probably sleeping. anyways! we landed safely, and we are in our way to the hotel. love you!

…two: day two and i already have written down fifteen ways on how to kill hoshi. i swear to god, this time i’m not going to hold back

...three: it’s probably too early for you to pick up the phone but… i can’t really sleep. i couldn’t really eat yesterday either. i’m probably just homesick

...four: does my baby want another set of new boyfriend pictures? wonwoo took some today, and i thought you might want to change your wallpaper

...five: i’m calling back about the facetime date. it sounds amazing, i can’t wait to see you tonight! make sure to wear the matching PJs we have

...six: i don’t know why but im kind of sad today. don’t worry, nothing happened but… i don’t know. wish you were here to hug me

...seven: i fell asleep yesterday listening to our playlist, and when i woke up some electronic german music was playing. talk about a nice morning

...eight: should we watch a movie tonight? but please no horror this time. the boys won’t let me down if i randomly scream in the middle of the night

...nine: i miss you

...ten: i love you

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gyuld4eng1e · 21 days

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what dominating seungkwan would be like.

he would fucking love it when you dominate him , he loves the way you take control over his dick , love the way you overstimulate him.

you'd tie him up naked using hand cuffs , strip in front of him , touch yourself and cum , all knowing that he can't do anything except watch you...his dick leaking with pre cum, anticipating your actions on him.

you climb on top of him , play with his dick while you lick his nipples , making him whimper with pleasure...

you sink your tight warm hole on his dick , making him moan..you start riding him with insane speed , jumping like your life depended on it , right when he was about to cum , you stopped riding him and he starts whining...

you wore a strap and turned him to doggy style and started fucking him , he fucking loves it

" just a piece of meat , just my fucking piece of meat , you whore "

your dirty words , speeding up his orgasm.

for the second time , you stopped fucking him when he was almost about to cum.

you attach a vibrator to his dick and start riding him , he feels that this might be even better than what heaven would feel , your soft , warm and wet gummy walls squeezing him tight , the vibrator hitting all the right spots , he moans as he reached his high.

you felt the thick ropes of cum painting your walls white , it felt fucking good.

you fuck him through his orgasm , to reach your high , seungkwan's cum felt so good in you , dick hitting that one spot , making you squirt.

seungkwan was still whimpering from the warm and cold feeling on his body...

" i love you and your dick , seungkwan " you say before lying on top of him to catch some breath.

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drmflm · 1 year

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summary: one day, you decide to treat yourself to get your nails done. little do you know, you’re in for a huge upheaval in your life—filled with so much comfort, patience, and paper cranes. And it’s all because of that purple-eyed nail tech.

pairing: nail tech!seungkwan x gn!reader

wordcount: 2.0k

genre: fluff, barely-there angst

au: nail salon, origami, low fantasy

rating: pg-13

warnings: mentions of an ex, mentions of revenge (but it’s for comedic effect), brief frustration

note: i had so much fun writing this one! (it’s totally not inspired by my new nails hehe) i hope you enjoy! and pls comment your guesses for what you think seungkwan and the reader are! i’d love to see them

The bell jingled, signalling your arrival. You smelled antiseptic cleaner and chemicals as soon as you walked in, paying no mind to the few patrons getting their hair or nails done. You heard pieces of conversations as you walked by, and the sound of low chatter was near-constant background noise which added to the salon’s entire ambience. When you reached the front counter, the receptionist gave you a welcoming smile, before sliding his glasses up his nose and directing you to sit down.

You looked around aimlessly as you waited, eavesdropping on some conversations happening around you. After a while you got tired of doing that, so you started drumming your fingers as you watched the clock tick down.

“Y/n?” A voice called out, before a brunette strolled out from behind the counter. You nodded. “Welcome, my name’s Seungkwan. What are we doing today?”

“Gel extensions, and a little nail art,” you replied as you stood up.

He nodded before he directed you to take a seat at his station. He plopped down on the other side of the table, and while he was setting everything up, you looked at all the bottles neatly lined up behind him.

There was everything from hair serums to fake talons and clay polish. You weren’t sure where to look because there was just too much to look at.

“Before we get started, did you have any—sensitivities or preferences I should be aware of?” he asked, reaching for your hand.

You took a moment to think it over before nodding once, “you can just do regular gel nails, as long as there is no glitter, gold, metallics, or precious metals in it.”

You saw a flash of recognition in his eyes as he tried to figure out what you were before he smiled and assured you he would accommodate your preferences. After talking over your chosen colour and shape, he started working diligently as he prepped your nails for the first base coat.

“What made you decide to get your nails done today?” he asked casually, trying to fill the silence with small talk to make you more comfortable.

You just shrugged back, “nothing really. I just thought it’d be cool to have long nails, especially ones with a cool theme or something.”

He made an affirmative hum as he nodded his head, “yeah, I’ve seen some really cool designs in Hongdae. Some people go really crazy with them.”

“Oh yeah, definitely,” you laughed before refocusing on your hands, so they wouldn’t bump into anything, “I’ve seen people with nails as long as a walking cane—“

“Oh man, you wouldn’t even want to see the Guinness World Record for longest nails,” he said with a shiver. “I felt kinda grossed out when I first saw how long they were.”

You grimaced before he quickly changed the subject, chattering about work, and you in turn proceeded to tell him about your own work chronicles and love life.

“Dang, your ex sounds like a jerk,” he muttered as he filed your nails down. “I hope you left him after that.”

“I did, don’t worry,” you replied quickly. “I still feel sad, though. I wish I could’ve gotten revenge on him or something. I know it’s petty, but I just wish I could’ve gotten the last laugh.”

His bottom lip jutted out in concentration before he furrowed his brows and looked at you. “Why not? You can just go to his house and clog all his sinks with origami cranes.”

You blinked at him for a second, “are you serious? Paper cranes? I don’t even know how to fold a piece of paper without ripping it.”

“Maybe it’s time to learn,” he shrugged, before directing you to put your right hand into the dryer once more. “It’s said in Japanese legends that you will receive a wish if you fold a thousand paper cranes by the time you die.”

“What would I even do with all those cranes if I made them?” you muttered to yourself.

“Clog your ex’s sink with them,” Seungkwan replied with a mischievous smirk. “That’s what I did and it worked. All the affection I felt for them disappeared the moment they turned into a literal Godzilla and started smashing things.”

You nodded, “I’ll consider it.”

He smiled, “and if you ever need help folding them, just let me know and I’ll be happy to help.”

You couldn’t hear anything for a moment as you looked at his bright expression, duly nodding along to his words. As he painted little designs on your nails, time was nowhere to be found. The minutes flew by traitorously fast, and you were surprised when he eventually proclaimed them done.

When you checked them over, there was nothing you could find to extend your visit any longer. Your nails looked great—long, but not too long, in a shade that complimented your skin tone and made your hands look bejewelled in colour.

“They look perfect, thank you,” you said at last, before getting up and bowing politely.

“It was my pleasure,” he replied, returning your bow and directing you toward the front counter. “I hope to see you again soon, so you can enrapture me with the continuation of that story.”

He winked at that, before going back to his station and cleaning up. You grinned at that.

“These things are stupid!” you exclaimed, as you failed for the nth time at folding an actual paper crane. You were just about ready to chuck out all the special origami paper in your house out of frustration. No matter how many YouTube tutorials, origami manuals, or lessons you went through, you just couldn’t wrap your head around how to make the beak look like, well, a beak.

“This is stupid, why do I even bother?” you sighed, crumpling up another failed attempt. Why did you even bother? For a cute nail tech? Because you wanted to upset your ex?

Nothing really made sense to you—how could you let a nail tech’s charm and affinity for mischief sway you into doing something so immature and stupid? Maybe he was doing something magically—perhaps he was a goblin or a nine-tailed fox out to wreak havoc in your life.

But something told you he was being genuine. You weren’t sure what it was—maybe it was simply that intuition which came with living so long in a world as unpredictable as this.

You looked back at the crumpled papers messily thrown around your table. It pained you to do this—yet, you trekked on. You searched for another tutorial, following it down to a T, pausing often to make sure everything looked right.

Before you knew it, you had finished a few cranes, not noticing the passing of time. Your new nails made it so easy to fold—they were great for making the folds more defined and crisp.

It was actually quite therapeutic you realized, as you continued to fold and fold, no longer thinking about your frustrations or anything else that was bothering you—like your ex. It was a welcome change, since every time you looked around your apartment, you’d always see all the little things he left behind, and it reminded you of when he left you.

But today, your attention was completely focused on the cranes, which continued to populate your table. They sprawled all over your living room, covering up the tablecloth he gave you, spilling past the rug he bought you on your second anniversary, and overflowing into the flowerpots his mother donated to you when you first moved in…

It was like the space grew homier, as though the missing person who resided in your walls had finally come home. The little cranes greeted you when you came home after a long day, they chased away the loneliness that used to seep into the doorways, along the baseboards, and through the walls.

It was like you had a thousand tiny friends waiting for you, always waiting for you.

Over the next three weeks, your house was completely overflowing with hundreds, if not thousands, of tiny little cranes. You often folded them on your breaks, when you got home from work, or while watching videos in the morning. Soon, you lost count of how many you made because on every vacant surface, there were colourful little cranes waiting for you. You even gave a few to your friends and family thank you gifts. Your friends were surprised, to say the least—nobody ever expected you of all people to enjoy origami.

Safe to say, when you returned to the nail salon to get your nails filled, you had enough paper cranes to fill an entire apartment in the middle of Seoul to the brim. Literally—everywhere you stepped, you somehow managed to step on one of your tiny paper cranes. Every inch of your apartment was crawling with them.

“Ah Y/n, you’re back!” Seungkwan exclaimed once he came out from the back. “How’s it going?”

“Good,” you replied as he set up, “I have an update for you.”

He raised his brows before recognition lit up his eyes as you handed him a purple and green crane. “You made them! How was it?”

You smiled, looking at him warmly, “It really helped, actually. Even if I didn’t trash my ex’s apartment with them, folding them really helped me feel better.”

“I’m glad,” he said warmly, returning your smile.

He started working on your nails, removing the remnants of colour and filing them down to a more manageable length. You two continued to make small talk as he worked, and when you showed him the next design you were looking for, he complimented you on your taste—which made you blush profusely.

“Hey, can I tell you something?” you asked after a moment. He hummed to show he was listening as he painted. “You asked me last time why I got my nails done that day, and I just said that I liked the designs I saw.”

You hesitated for a second before continuing, “Actually, it wasn’t just about the design. I felt really low, and I just couldn’t help but internalize everything my ex said to me when we broke up. I just felt hollow and like I was leading a very meaningless life. He was a part of my hoard, and losing him felt like I lost one of my most priceless treasures. But I don’t know, I just wanted to say thank you?” you took a shaky breath before looking at him. He paused painting for a moment. “You really made me feel better about everything, you even gave me something new to add to my hoard. And I just think that being able to talk about it and fold those cranes really gave me a boost.”

He smiled, “You don’t have to thank me Y/n. I’m glad I could help, but I think a lot of your improvement and growth happened because of you. Please don’t discredit yourself because this is your own achievement. I hope you know that I am proud of you.”

You couldn’t control the tears that slipped out, and he just smiled softly, nodding at your whispered ‘thank you’ before you instinctively reached to wipe them away. But before you could completely pull away, he let go and offered you a tissue. “May I? I don’t wanna wreck your beautiful nails”

You nodded, as he gently reached over to wipe your tears, “You’re gonna be okay Y/n.”

You didn’t need to see the purple in his eyes to truly believe him because you trusted him more than anything, “I know.”

Every fibre of your being agreed—your heart, your brain and most importantly your nails, which (if you looked at them closely enough), showed the fluttering wings of a purple and green, origami crane.

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woowhae · 7 months

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**pledis_boos 🌊

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theplaygroundkrp · 2 months

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[THE PLAYGROUND] welcomes SEUNGKWAN of SEVENTEEN!

“Don't be afraid to ask for what you need... Look us in the eyes, and just say please. We're ready for you, anytime of the day. Your personal playground... Where only you... get to play.”

We’ve been waiting for you! We can’t wait to play with you! Please fill out your application and submit it within 3 days of your set reservation date to be reviewed for entrance into the roleplay, and for your muse to be counted in roll call. See you soon!

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17isrighthere · 12 days

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SEVENTEEN being each other's biggest haters.

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idubiloveu · 27 days

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PINWHEEL. VOCAL UNIT. (DAY 2)

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renjunniez · 3 months

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wishing him a calm and peaceful year, happiest birthday to my birthday twin <3

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jnwonwoos · 3 months

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solo wine party (!) gone wrong

#svt #seventeen #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo #boo seungkwan #seungkwan #joshua hong #hong jisoo #nana tour #rubygifs #lightweight heh

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fallinshua · 1 month

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TRY NOT TO LAUGH CHALLENGE (IMPOSSIBLE)

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eoieopda · 1 month

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svt x "make up a guy" insp. by the illustrious @hopeinthebox

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babyleostuff · 9 months

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hi!!! i always read your svt as your boyfriend series and was wondering if you could do seungkwan because i miss him so much :< thank you so much and keep up the great amazing work!! (now im going to read through every fic in your masterlist lol)

so so happy to hear that you enjoy my work love! as we all miss our sungkwan here is a lil sweet seungkwan headcanon <3

SEUNGKWAN AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

genre | fluff

author's note | if you want me to write this with any other member that I haven't done yet, let me know <3

𓆩♡𓆪 your personal entertainer, but also a baby that has to be taken care of

𓆩♡𓆪 he is always soft and gentle with you, in everything that he does

𓆩♡𓆪 even during fights, he cannot bring himself to raise his voice at you

𓆩♡𓆪 he is probably also the emotional one in your relationship - if he ever sees any hints of tears in your eyes, he’ll probably cry as well

𓆩♡𓆪 just because he is so precious and loving, he can’t stand seeing you sad and upset

𓆩♡𓆪 that’s where his entertainment persona comes in

𓆩♡𓆪 loves making you laugh and giggle with his skits and role plays (is always so proud of himself after he made you laugh or even smile for that matter)

𓆩♡𓆪 he can be bickering with the boys and fighting Soonyoung at the same time, but the moment he lays his eyes on you, he’s all 🥰

𓆩♡𓆪 sometimes he gets jealous if other people steal your attention from him

𓆩♡𓆪 usually he won’t do anything about it, but you quickly realise that something is wrong with him

𓆩♡𓆪 so you politely excuse yourself and go back to your boyfriend to shower him with attention and a lot of affection, that will leave him blushing

𓆩♡𓆪 always gives you his hoodies and shirts for you to wear before he goes on tour, so that it smells like you after

𓆩♡𓆪 this serves as a little reminder that even if you're not physically around him, you're still out there waiting for him

𓆩♡𓆪 he’s very cuddly with you, he loves having his arms around you (this mostly happens when you two are alone, he’s all over you then)

𓆩♡𓆪 but when you're around other people, the furthest he goes is holding your hand

𓆩♡𓆪 it’s not that he is embarrassed (he could never be embarrassed because of you), he’s just too shy

𓆩♡𓆪 still, everyone around can see how smitten he is, just by the way he looks at you

𓆩♡𓆪 always has you close to him in big crowds (once when you got lost he almost had a heart attack)

𓆩♡𓆪 also gets shy if you praise him for his work, because in his eyes it’s not that big of a deal

𓆩♡𓆪 but for you it is everything

𓆩♡𓆪 sings you to sleep (sometimes he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it, at this point it’s just a habit for him)

𓆩♡𓆪 you’ll lay facing each other, one of his hands holding yours and the other stroking your cheek gently

𓆩♡𓆪 has the softest and most loving expression when he sees that you have fallen asleep

𓆩♡𓆪 I think I cannot stress this enough, but he is just so in love with you

𓆩♡𓆪 always has his hand on your cheek when you kiss

𓆩♡𓆪 even if it’s just a small and quick peck, he will put his hand on your cheek and stroke it with his thumb

𓆩♡𓆪 sends you a lot of random photos when he’s away to keep you updated with everything that he does

𓆩♡𓆪 and always brings something from a foreign country that reminded him of you

𓆩♡𓆪 you probably have at least one matching item, like a necklace or a bracelet

𓆩♡𓆪 something small that only you know about

𓆩♡𓆪 so that every time you look at it, it reminds you of the other person

𓆩♡𓆪 introduces you to Bookkeu, which you grew to love in an instant

𓆩♡𓆪 taking him on walks and walking around Jeju is his favourite activity to do with you

𓆩♡𓆪 it feels so domestic to him - you with him in his hometown, spending time with his family and his beloved dog

𓆩♡𓆪 you’re the first person he looks for when he’s tired, both physically and mentally

𓆩♡𓆪 because he knows that you never judge him and that he is safe with you

𓆩♡𓆪 so hiding in your arms is his number one source of comfort

𓆩♡𓆪 no matter how much he loves being babied by you, he also loves to be the person that takes care of you

𓆩♡𓆪 it makes him feel like he's doing a good job as a boyfriend and that he can reciprocate the times when he’s away

𓆩♡𓆪 which you never blame him for, you know that he loves his job

𓆩♡𓆪 but he feels guilty for being away so much

𓆩♡𓆪 nonetheless, you are each others source of comfort

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