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ravixen · 9 months

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Hi hi! I just saw ur reply to my comment to ur “svt + forgetting your date” and I wanted to make a request if possible. I was hoping the same concept but with Jun, The8, and DK and possibly Jeonghan? If not, that’s totally cool and understandable. LOVE UR WORK BTW!! ❤️

svt + forgetting your date (pt 2)

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JEONGHAN: him and his big mouth. when you call, voice petulant as you ask if he's standing you up, he laughs and says, "yeah, I am." the issue lies in the fact that he thinks it's a bit and waits for the punchline while you are waiting for him outside of the movies fifteen minutes after your scheduled meet up time. "...so are you actually not on your way?" he tilts his head. "on my way where? listen, i'm with joshua right now. can I call you back later?" he's so confused when you hang up with an annoyed don't bother. it takes hours for him to realize what's wrong. he hangs out with joshua, he goes home to shower, and he hops on his phone while waiting for his food delivery to arrive. that's when he sees your friend's insta story; it's a boomerang with a movie stub and you holding up a bucket of popcorn in the background. the caption I'M the boyfriend now >:) is what finally gets his head on straight, and he's dialing your number immediately...only to get sent to voicemail. he'll have to grovel for your forgiveness with more than his usual smooth words, and for a good while, he decides to stop playing around whenever he's not sure. it's better to be boring than to upset you again.

JUNHUI: he is constantly attached to his phone, so to say that you're pissed at him for not responding when you actually need him is an understatement. then you check his insta story and see that he's out with his china-line crew as of an hour ago, and that makes your anger boil over because you've been waiting here for nearly twenty minutes and he's eating hot pot? you text him don't talk to me for the rest of the night before stuffing your phone in your pocket and heading home to sulk. on junhui's end, he hears his phone ding, but his friends wave it off. "don't be distracted at the table," one of them complains when he reaches for it. "tell us about that story you never finished—the one from the award show." he hesitates. "I'll just check it really quickly. what if it's an emergency?" they concede with an eye roll, but his heart sinks as he sees all the missed notifications from you. um...does an angry partner count as an emergency? he'll finish spending time with his friends, though he'll bow out of their dessert boba run, and he'll respect your wishes about being left alone. that at least give him the rest of the night to think of how to make this up to you.

SEOKMIN: two weeks ago, you asked seokmin if he's sure he didn't need to put your date in his calendar. his response was this: of course not! you think I'd forget about you that easily? paired with a stunning smile that reassured you in the moment. well, that smile is gone now as he realizes that he double-booked himself, and what doesn't help is the fact that his friends brought him to the same cafe where you sit waiting in the corner, sipping on a drink. you don't say anything when you make eye contact; you just raise an eyebrow and go back to your phone, which is worse, he thinks. even though he messed up, you're giving him the grace of not being called out in front of his friends. but then one of them spots you. "hey, isn't that your partner? what a coincidence! do you want to call them over—we have an empty spot!" at their waving, you come over and take a seat next to him, laughing about how this is such an interesting coincidence. he hopes no one notices that he sinks in his seat, a little quieter than usual. from then on, he's definitely updating his calendar as soon as you schedule a date.

MINGHAO: whenever he has a stressful day, he likes to remove himself from everything, go to a quiet area, and perform a tea ceremony. sometimes he'll invite his friends, but sometimes he'd rather be alone, letting the sounds of nature and his own breathing wash over his frayed senses. today he can't go anywhere else, so he heads to a quiet back room and settles for playing ambient sounds on his phone. technically he doesn't forget your dinner date—he just gets so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't know how much time has passed until you poke your head through the door and ask where the food is. "the what?" you blink. "the food? I thought you said you were going to cook today while i ran errands," you say, looking at him strangely as he scrambles for his phone. "sorry, I didn't realize it was this late..." he gives you a sheepish smile. "how about getting take out delivery instead?" after a moment of silence, you mumble that you're fine with that. he'll make it up to you later; he knows you were looking forward to the dish he's been promising for a week.

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blizzardfluffykpop · 4 months

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Camellia

Summary: He’d give you everything you ever wanted if you asked for it. He gave you his heart, as you gave him his. And if you asked for the moon, he’d throw a lasso around it and pull it down for you.

Fluff, Angst? (Existential? Worries of Unfaithfulness?), Mafia au, Slightly Suggestive, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,563

Minghao (The8) X Reader

[Mentions: Chan and Wonwoo]

Not Requested

Prompt: 8. (Bias) giving you frosted flowers

(Influences: RPS episode from Going SVT, and Highlight/IDUBILY performance from the Follow concert-movie. (Oh, and “It’s a Wonder Life”))

[A/n: Little different then how I usually write- but the china line has done numbers on my brain. But please enjoy anyways. Oh, and a special thanks to @jinkoh for pulling me further down the rabbit hole. Also, it's prompt 8 with the8 hehe~]

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As a mafia man, he can get anything he wants, any time he wants it. So, if you wanted the moon, he’d throw a lasso around it and pull it in for you. And when you mentioned in passing that you really enjoyed these frosted flowers that you saw all over your socials. He knew what he had to do. And when he asked you about them, you’d shrug and go, ‘It’s no big deal, they’re probably just fake anyway.’ He’d have his men figure it out.

When he started dating you, he knew you were the one with how you calmed him. You quailed his angry heart, the heart that only ever wanted revenge and to watch the world burn for his childhood. But you, you were like a summer breeze that overtook his mind. You made him realize what it felt like to cool down, and finally start healing that part of himself. And when he had to lend you the reins, he saw just how perfect you were for him.

It was six months into your relationship when he had gotten sick. And he had asked you to oversee his operations. He never told you, but he watched the cameras through his phone to make sure you were safe. Although he knew you were good with a gun and a knife now, he still worried. He smiled as he watched you. At first, his lackeys were iffy. You had just started being his partner, not their boss. So, they were rolling their eyes and the second they stopped talking over you. You turned ruthless, and if he felt better, he’d be doing more than just watching you. And they instantly fell into line, following your every instruction even after he got better. While he has found you attractive from the moment you walked into his life. He fell even harder in love with you the second he saw your capabilities on the field. You were stronger and sweeter than he could have ever imagined. So, whatever you wanted, even if it was small, like a side-off request. He’d get it for you.

While he was still a ruthless and fast mafia boss, he still took time to be quiet and slow with you. He sees your woes as his own and cares for them kindly. When you’ve had a bad day, he’ll make sure his men take care of it while he takes care of you. You became his number-one priority faster than he could speak. For the fastest-working man in the business and the quickest on his feet, you’d leave him stunned and speechless. Unable to breathe just because you said, ‘Hi’. He prays that you never walk in when he’s interrogating someone, or he’d be dumbstruck and forget his own name.

And while it wasn’t a request, and it was just something you saw, he asked everyone around his estate. Wondering if they knew any florists who could get him real frosted flowers. Someone who would ensure the flowers live long and prosper even with the frost on them. It took a week before he found the man who could make it happen. Wonwoo, while he was associated with another mafia, Minghao knew he was the only one who could make his lover's dreams come true. So, he did what any sensible man would do, and informed him that he was only there for flowers not for business. And Wonwoo agreed to curate them, even though their relations were tense at the time. After all, that’s why he opened his shop after his mafia had soared to rival Minghao’s. And after a few visits at the floral shop, he got not one but three versions of the same flower.

One of the gifts was tea he'd make for you after showing you everything he got you. He barked orders to the others as he headed to the base, your guy's home, “You better make sure none of those pesky rats are following us. I know they okayed my flowers, but they better stay the hell away.” Chan immediately went, “Yes, sir, right away, sir.” He stayed behind in his souped-up Lincoln, waiting and checking his mirrors. All was clear as Minghao drove safely to the base. No one dared to follow him except his men as he sped home. When he arrived home, after opening various locks, he walked to his part of the house, his door opening with an eyeball scan. While the others accompanying him, except Chan, went to their parts of the estate. He walked through the door, kicked off his shoes, and ensured you weren’t around before heading to the kitchen, where he found you.

He pouted but quickly shook it off and set the planter and bags aside before coming around the island. You were on alert the second he said, “Baby?” You turned around fast, pointing a buttered knife at him. He moved back, and you quickly apologized, “Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in.” He laughs, “It’s okay.” You put it down and said, “You’re home sooner than I expected. Why’s that?” He holds back his smile before moving his hand out from behind his back and showing you a bouquet of frosted camellias. You blink at him, trying not to cry, and yet you still do as you accept them from his hands. “How did you get these?” He smiles, “I pulled a few strings, but it was easy.” You squint, “Nothing bad, right?” He shakes his head immediately, and you happily hug the bouquet to your chest before moving it into one hand and opening your arms for him.

He happily accepts your affections and wraps his arms around you tightly, “You didn’t have to.” You whisper into his chest, and he laughs, “I wanted to.” You mumble, and he asks you to repeat it. And you ask, “But why?” And he sighs softly, “You want the moon? Just say the word, and I’ll throw a lasso around it.” You move your head up to look him in the eyes, “Hao…” He smiles, “What?” You shake your head and lift your hand to run your fingers through his long hair, “I love you, you softie.” He waits for you to pause your movements before kissing your forehead, “I love you too, baby.” You pull away, untangling your fingers from his hair. When you sniff the flowers, you get a good look at them and realize they’re camellias. “Don’t these mean love, affection, beauty, and refinement?” He hums and says, “Excellence and faithfulness, too.” You look him in the eyes, “Do you mean every word?” He smiles, looking deeply into your eyes, “Every word.”

It’s always been a silly worry implanted into your head that someone as powerful as him would want loads of lovers. But he only wants you, that he’ll always stay faithful to you. “Positive?” You ask one more time just in case, and he smiles. He grabs your hand and raises it to his lips, “I promise to always remain faithful to you and only you.” Before kissing your hand and continuing, “I vowed it the second I laid eyes on you. You’re the only one for me.” You try not to let your tears fall as he goes, “I got two other things for you.” You whine, “Hao!” And he giggles, “I know. But I want to give you everything I can.” You shake your head at him, and he pulls away, walking around the island. And picks up and puts a large pot on the counter, “There are the same flowers, not frosted, but grown throughout gentle winter conditions.” You nod, and he smiles as you look at them more thoroughly. After you look over the beautiful blooms, he puts the tea box on the counter, “I thought we could have a tea ceremony with it.” You smile, “I’d love to.”

While he begins prepping for the ceremony, you finish buttering your bread and bring the two slices over. You join him on the ground, just by your balcony door. He pours out the first cup before pouring you a glass and him one. You drink it and take in the warmth and tranquility. Maybe it was the calm before the storm. Maybe tomorrow will be different. But what you both have is right and right now. And that's all you two needed.

He has you both meditate, and all you can think as you close your eyes is that not every day you have is promised with him. You sigh. Is tomorrow ever really promised to anyone? No. And while he may have a dangerous living. As long as he was precautious, as he always is, he'd be okay. And he'd always return to your arms. And if the beautiful queens of winter, the camellia flowers, can survive the winter. So could the two of you. When you finally open your eyes, you see him contentedly staring at you, “What?” He grins, “You look so beautiful.” “Hao!” He giggles, “I love catching you off guard.” “Whatever you say, my handsome prince.” He blushes at that, and you can't help but smirk. It would be okay. Because if one of you needed anything or wanted something. Whether it was from the smallest of things to the largest of problems, you'd have each other's back.

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sungbeam · 2 years

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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨!

frat boy!hao x fem!mc

minghao is kinda sorta maybe in love with you, but he thinks you're so out of his league.

☆ featuring — svt (mainly jun and 97s), nct!china line (kun, xiaojun, hendery, yangyang), maybe more?

☆ mini smau, acquaintances 2 lovers, pining, minghao thinks ur brother winwin is scary as hell, hao also thinks that you're dating your best friend xiaojun (but ur nOt), stupidity, incredibly fast paced

☆ status — completed

a/n: lmao ik i'm supposed to be doing ten billion other things rn but i'm in a svt funk and that svt-nct chinaline crossover pic did not help

UPDATED NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR!: i actually regret writing this so much cuz this is NOT how minghao would act whatsoever 💀 also, it isn't very inclusive at all, so i apologize—this is pretty much just an oc atp. pls do feel free to skip past this if you are uncomfortable.

第一集 / omg she's here ?!

第二集 / big brother *gulps*

第三集 / send help pLs

第四集 / go touch grass /srs

第五集 / get yourself together, man !!

第六集 / istg it's fate

第七集 / she was insane for that

第八集 / i *am* the threat :)

𓆟 𓆝 𓆟

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minho-hoho · 1 year

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SEVENTEEN YAN!CHINA LINE REACTION TO S/O CHEATING ON THEM

♫ GENRE ➝ yandere

♫ PAIRING ➝ yan!china line x gn!reading

♫ WARNING ➝ violence, typical yandere behaviour and theme, infidelity, cursing, blood, death, mentions of vomiting, not proofread

♫ WC ➝ 2k

♫ REQUESTED ➝ yes

♫ NOTE ➝ wanted to write some yan!svt, it had been a while, hasn't it?

MASTERLIST

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ⚘ 文俊辉 W. JH ⚘ ˚｡⋆ ♡༘ ˚

sneaky and secretive, that's what you were. your plan was almost perfect, had it been for the fact that you had underestimated your boyfriend. you knew, it was obvious, junhui was more than crazy, something was deeply wrong in his head, but yet, you still thought you could get away and finally leave him.

your plan was to cheat on him, find someone that could finally help you to leave, and get junhui locked up, hopefully forever.

it is quite immoral, and it was against your values and morals, sure, but your own safety, and even life, was way more important to you.

you had been meeting up with a guy for some time now, your feelings had started to grow. you hadn't told him about junhui yet, you weren't sure if it was safe for you to do so now. still, you tried to meet up as frequently as you could with your secret lover. he was the breath of fresh air that you so desperately needed, and you couldn't afford to give up the relationship and growing love you two shared.

thirty minutes after junhui left for work, you started to get ready to meet up your partner. enthusiasm filled you, as you impatiently put on your shoes. and in a blink of an eye, you were out, happily walking to your date.

you had underestimated him, worst, you had forgotten how you even ended up in his hands. after all, one if the reasons he got you so “easily” was by his excellent stalking qualities, that he did not hesitate to use when it came to you. how did you think that you cheating on him would go under the trap?

he was already suspicious of you and your behaviour, the way you were more docile and overall happier. how you were going out more often to see “friends”. junhui decided that it was time for his curiosity to get the best out of him, and wanted to confirm his suspicions.

after you had informed junhui that you were going to be out, he had the idea of going back to his old habits, stalking, to find out what you were truly doing and with who.

eyes on your unsuspecting form, the second you left the house. it didn't take too long for him to see you with one guy, who didn't look like “friends” to him. junhui was already fuming, but technically, it wasn't enough to prove your infidelity. despite feeling his blood boiling, he chose to stick around a bit longer.

not even a minute later, junhui had become the witness of you and your partner sharing a loving embrace that lasted a bit too long for his liking, and worse, you two sharing a passionate kiss. he was this much away from throwing hands and snatching you away and make sure the sunlight never touches your skin ever again, but he didn't want to cause a scene in public.

he quickly made his way home, deep in thought about the way he'd punish you later.

he carefully prepared everything he needed for your punishment. he felt betrayed after having given you so much freedom; you abused of his “leniency” and he was going to make you pay for this.

your date ended, you still felt the butterflies in your stomach. you checked your phone to see what time it was. junhui was still not coming home until two hours, or so you thought. you serenely walked back to your house, only to see the door unlocked, the door that you made sure to lock twice before going your way. it only meant one thing, and you weren't too happy.

carefully, you opened the door before entering. the ambiance was eerily creepy, dimmed lights, deafening silence, all chilling you to the core.

you made your way to the living room, but you were stopped by the the cold and stern voice of junhui ringing through the room. too disturbed, not a word came out of your mouth, you knew you were done for, without him telling you, you knew that he knew about your infidelity. and that thought petrified you.

junhui now stood in front of you, eyes burning through your skull. the atmosphere was heavy, you didn't dare to say a word, feeling some type of guilt inside of you, all the confidence you ahd previously when cheating on him was now gone, you felt like putty and secretly wished you hadn't cheated him.

“so, how was your little date, hm? had a nice time?” he queried, only to be met with silence.

“lost your voice on your way? you seemed pretty talkative when you were cheating on me, weren't you?” you gulped, looking away from him as he brought himself closer to you.

junhui trapped you between him and the wall behind you.

“i don't know who did you think you were, where did that confidence come from. however, what i do know, is that you will never get that same freedom you once did. i also know, that you are going to pay, suffer for what you have done to me.” he lifted your chin to make you look at him, seeing your terrified, avoiding eyes. “i'm going to make you live hell on earth until you understand your place and lesson. got it?” you couldn't bring yourself to utter a single word, fear stopping you from doing so.

“got it?” he asked, more firmly, causing you to rapidly nod.

“good, because i don't like repeating myself.”

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ⚘ 徐明浩 X. MH ⚘ ˚｡⋆ ♡༘ ˚

oh how foolish of you to think it was ever going to work. did you really think you were going to play, xu minghao himself? that you were ever going to escape him and his sick love? you overestimated yourself, he was playing you, not the contrary. and you were going to pay the consequences.

you were absent-mindedly getting back home from your date when you had received a text from minghao, reading: “if you think you're going to keep getting away with your infidelity, you're dead wrong. i will make sure you remember your lesson when you get home from your dumb little date.”.

the message made your blood run cold, and you weren't so sure about going home anymore. but at this point, with the fear consuming you little by little, you were convinced he was watching you at this exact moment, or that he atleats knew where you were. you didn't know whether it was safer for you to go home and accept your fate or try to run away to your secret lover. but knowing how minghao was crazy, he might have already killed your partner.

dread and distress now controlling your body, with apprehension, you continued walking to your house.

standing in front of your front door, you grabbed your keys, palms heavily sweating. you opened the door, but no one seemed to be there.

you put all fo your stuff away, and grabbed a glass of water to calm your nerves. what could minghao possibly be doing? was he really getting rid of your partner? it was a very conceivable probability with him, it wouldn't have been the first time he had killed someone for you. still, the thought of him killing your only hope was crushing you and killing you inside.

toying with the hem of your shirt nervously, you suddenly received another message. it seemed minghao sent you a picture, but you were hesitant to open it. reluctantly, you clicked on the notification. you could feel yourself get paler as your eyes landed on the picture on your screen.

it was a picture of you partner, laying dead, blood dripping from mouth down to the rest of his body, his arms were cut and laid next to his head. your stomach churned at the horrifying sight. minghao captioned the picture “what happens when you cheat and try to escape from me”. tears already flooding your eyes, you felt like throwing up any moment now. yet, only tears came out. you were bawling, the image of your lover dead, dismembered flashing in your head.

you wished you had been more careful, or that you hadn't cheated altogether. you hadn't realised how big of an impact it could have on other people, and guilt was eating you for the inside.

drowning in your own tears and loud sobs, you didn't notice the door opening and minghao looking at your sad and pathetic, crying figure. he was unimpressed, knowing you'd react this way, it was sort of his goal, to give you a little taste of what kind of torture he'd make you go through.

“liked the little photo i sent you?” he asked in a mocking tone.

his voice snapped you back to reality, you looked at him, eyes puffy and still crying. you weren't sure what to do or say, technically it was fault, you knew how minghao was, you knew that he had no problems killing anyone for you, yet you still cheated on him, something that was against your own values, but you stupidly believed that there was a chance for you to escape and finally go back to your once normal life.

“seems like you did” he chuckled, “you had it coming, y/n. did you really think i'd let you cheat on me and get away with it? are really that stupid?” he shook his head in disappointment and disapproval.

“can't you fucking see how many people get hurt because of you? do you like seeing people die because of your actions? because if so, there's a couple of photos i could show you.” his raised his voice, making you flinch in your seat.

you sobbed harder, trying to apologise, only intelligible blubbers coming out. as much as you were miserable sitting there, minghao had a hard time having pity towards. after all, to him, you had brought this onto yourself, he viewed you as disgustingly selfish, yet his obsession didn't stop. you could be fixed and he was going to fix you, to make you love him and only see him.

minghao sighed, looking at you crying your heart out. “i can't believe you, y/n, i truly can't” he walked towards you, making you shift back in your seat, “despite you acting so horrible towards me, i still love you, and so, for the better, i need to make you understand a lesson that you will never forget.”

both of your eyes met, you gulped, too scared to even imagine what you were about to go through. you regretted every single decisions and mistake tagt led you to this, and without him punishing you further, you knew that you'd never make the same mistake again, the image of your lifeless partner laying in his own pool of blood forever haunting you stopping you from doing so.

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