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ilwonuu · 12 days

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Hi 💖

I would love to request something for seventeen , i hope the idea is not out of your comfort zone

How about seventeen headcanon or reaction

When someone think there s/o is cold emotionless , unapproachable person but the boys know that's not true and there s/o is very loving , kind and someone full of all types of emotions

I hope i didn't make you uncomfortable in anyway

Thank you so much

Have a wonderful time

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yes of course omsggsgsg,,,, anon u always have the best ideas!!! also im completely comfortable thank you u are so sweet😭😭i love this idea so much like i was so excited to write this!!! i hope you like<3

☽｡⋆ svt’s reaction to someone thinking their s/o is cold/emotionless/unapproachable ☽｡⋆

𓆸 paring- established relationship, gn!reader x svt

𓆸 warnings- they are protective, some slight rude remarks?? lmk what else

𓆸 a/n- i am back!!!!! i know my break was so small but i feel much better and i missed writing to much. i love you guys i hope you enjoy<3

: ̗̀➛ cheol

he would not be happy about hearing this. someone thought you were cold? emotionless? he was quick to shut that down. coming to your defense instantly. he doesn’t care if he seems over protective. he will not let anyone say that about you. “very not true. you obviously haven’t talked to them enough to think that. they are the sweetest person ever actually. don’t say stupid things. ” he wouldn’t want to hear that mentioned ever again.

: ̗̀➛ hannie

he was very confused that someone even had that thought. he’s honestly in disbelief. him also coming to defend you with his life. he would laugh at the fact that anyone could look at you and think that. he would definitely say something snarky to whoever had even mentioned this. “shut up? you barely even know them.” he would say with a sweet smile after.

: ̗̀➛ shua

shua wasn’t one to call people out of their words. but when it comes to you he doesn’t care. he wasn’t happy at all to hear that someone thinks that of you. he would definitely confront that way of thinking. “where did you hear that? because i know that is nowhere near true.” he would ask questions about why they thought that. he is living that conversation that whoever said that doesn’t think that ever again.

: ̗̀➛ jun

jun doesn’t like to hear that someone thinks of you in that way. it would make him very upset. he knows how sweet you are to everyone around you. he scoffs a little at the other persons thought. “why would they be emotionless? that makes no sense. don’t talk about them like that i don’t appreciate that.” he has no care in the world when it comes to sticking up for you. he knows you better than anyone. he knows that you are far from the thoughts people had about you.

: ̗̀➛ wonu

he is always kind to everyone. but when someone has to mention something about you, he will not have it. “what? are you serious? you think that?” he would give them the scariest glare on the planet. he would ask them why they even thought that. getting to the bottom of why they think this way. he wanted to make sure everyone knows how amazing you are inside and out.

: ̗̀➛ soonyoung

he is a sweet guy we all know. but that will be gone in an instant when someone has something mean to say about you. he has a gentle approach about it but he can’t keep it up for long. “you think y/n is unapproachable? you must be really stupid.” he doesn’t if care to hear the other persons words anymore. he is telling them every great quality you have.

: ̗̀➛ gyu

mingyu is so protective over you. he will not have it. he is so dumbfounded that they have ever seen you that way. “how many times have you been around them to have this thought?” he would make them tell him exactly the reasons and the thoughts of why they felt this way. he would not end this conversation until he has interrogated the person. he doesn’t want anyone thinking of you that way. “yea- i’ll show you they are none of those things. why would you even think that?”

: ̗̀➛ hao

he got more upset than he thought he would. he hasn’t heard anyone say anything like that about you before. he was shocked. “what the hell? how are they any of those things? why don’t you explain.” he would have a calm tone but his blood would be boiling. giving the other person a intimidating stare. he will make sure to tell you all about him knocking some sense into the person. (yelling at them a little)

: ̗̀➛ jihoon

he doesn’t really like when people talk about you. he doesn’t mind of course when they mean well, but he did not like hearing someone say this about you at all. he was very upset. “uh- what did you say about them?” his tone was very unpleasant. he would defend you with every bone in his body. “don’t talk about other people. especially y/n. you know nothing about them.” he was shocked with himself with his defensive state. he loved you so he of course isn’t just gonna let that comment fly.

: ̗̀➛ seokmin

he was mid-laugh when someone decided to slip that comment in the conversation. his mood changes pretty quickly. “what? have you even met them?” he would shock the people around him with his tone. he was clearly annoyed. he made sure to make them feel stupid for ever thinking that of you.

: ̗̀➛ kwannie

this boy is sassy as hell,, especially when it comes to you. he knows you like the back of his hand. his eyes are rolling do far back after hearing that. “you’re clearly stupid if you think that in any way.” he wouldn’t even entertain the conversation after he was simply too upset. he would complain to you later about how he almost fought the person because of their stupid remark. you think it’s cute how much he defends you.

: ̗̀➛ nonie

vernon had been uneasy with the words. he doesn’t understand how someone could think you’re any of those things. he thinks you are none of those things. “i disagree. you must not know them enough. they are far from it.” he doesn’t like that he was even around people that could think so low of you. he would quickly run back to you. telling you what they said. making sure you know he doesn’t think that whatsoever. he would be over affectionate that day/night just because of the annoying thought the person had.

: ̗̀➛ chan

he doesn’t think that could even be a thought someone has. he knows how sweet you are. “why would you say that?” he wanted to know why they thought that so he could shut down every reason. and he did just that. he can admit that he a soft spot for you of course. “don’t talk about y/n that way.” he said it in a threatening tone. he knows he made that person wish they never said that,, leaving him very satisfied but still very upset that someone thinks about you like that. he pouts about it later that day. he can shake the thought,, he wants everyone to love you. not the same way of course because he knows how lovable you are. he can’t wrap his head around the remark.

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jungkooooookie · 18 days

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#seventeen #svt #dk #svt dk #dk svt #seventeen dk #dk seventeen #deokyeom #svt wonwoo #svt jeon wonwoo #wonwoo seventeen #seventeen wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonwoo svt #wonwoo svt #wonwoo #lee seokmin #svt seokmin #seokmin svt

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seuonji · 9 months

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彡music bank! mc with your svt bf!

๑ idol!svt x idol!yn secret relationship series! no storyline, just fun

one ๑ two ๑ three ๑ four ๑ five ๑ six ๑ seven #mlist

in the documentary/behind the scenes, fans seriously start to suspect something when they see how comfortable and generally bright wonwoo/jihoon/vernon is with you. its a shock cause of how introverted he is. anon: wonwoo smiles so much more here!! / wow jihoon can’t take his eyes off her. / wonwoo/vernon is kinda talkative here isn’t he? / they must be super close.

when practicing the duo performances, when you guys take a break, you’d just lay down on the floor with your head laying on mingyu/wonwoo/seokmin’s chest as he plays with your hair. “what do you want to order for tonight?”

when getting ready minghao/seungcheol/soonyoung would visit your dressing room and just chill there. if you have some free time you’d both sit on the couch with his arm around your shoulders and talk about stuff that’s mc related, “today’s script is really long huh?” you leaned onto his chest. “even the producers know how lovely your voice is.” or he’d change the topic and try to get the nervousness of being mc away. “do you want to go on a date tomorrow?” “like outside?” you asked appalled. “yea.” “in your dreams.” eventually your manager would kick him out for the sake of your careers.

when you pause for a long time seungkwan/soonyoung/joshua can tell you’ve either blanked out or forgot your script. if you’re near each other he’d try his best and whisper to you your script. afterwards he’d comfort you and tell you that it wasn’t a huge mistake and that you did super well.

before going to mc, seungcheol/jeonghan/mingyu would pull you in for a kiss leaving you flustered and him, a smiling mess. the super persistent fans would notice the way his lips seems to be the same colour as yours but a bit fainted.

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x0x0josephinex0x0 · 3 months

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blanket fort | seokmin

haven't published anything in 5ever so here's a lil drabble. seokmin is so cute and silly and i would love to build a fort with him <3 also idk but i don't think there's any warnings.

"you didn't think this through, at all, even a little bit."

"sure didn't."

"have you ever built a blanket fort before?" you ask with an amused shake of your head.

"not even one time," seokmin admits, and you both giggle.

"really? tragic." you kiss his fingers intertwined with yours as you look at the mess on the living room floor in front of the TV. there was almost nothing that identified it as even an attempt at a fort -- just a clump of sheets, fluffy blankets, and the occasional pillow or two. "why didn't you ask for help?"

"because," he sasses, "i was trying to surprise you." he pulls out his phone and shows you a photo of an incredible blanket fort on pinterest. "this was my goal. and this is the reality." he can't help but laugh at himself.

the fort in the picture is beautiful, strung with fairy lights and made of cute floral blankets. it doesn't resemble the knotted lump in the center of the room at all, but you're still touched that he tried. "well, i have amazing news," you tell him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. "i'm the best blanket fort-builder in the universe."

"well, that's quite the claim," he says, wrapping his own arms around your waist and pecking you on the lips. "wanna back it up?"

and so, in the fading, golden afternoon light, you help the most beautiful boy in the world build a blanket fort. the pile of blankets transforms into a tent-like structure around the TV. seokmin helps you drag the mattress into the fort, and the two of you snuggle together while you watch your favorite show, his hands dragging soft lines across the back of your arms. somehow, these tiny moments are the things that give your life the most meaning -- laying here with seokmin on a windy fall evening, feeling loved and protected in his arms.

"you were right," he mumbles sleepily, interrupting your gentle thoughts.

"about what?"

"you are the best fort-builder in the universe."

#seventeen #svt #svt imagines #svt fluff #svt x reader #svt fic #svt fanfic #seokmin #seokmin fanfic #seokmin x reader #seokmin fluff #lee seokmin #svt seokmin #seventeen dokyeom #dokyeom #svt dk #svt dk x reader

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strwbwoo · 7 months

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“s’okay.. you should know all this princess” mingyu consoles you as tears cuild up and up and blur your vision. his hard cock in you and fingers barely touching your bare clit under your skirt. “whats this one?” dk asks while flexing his arm, “deltoid, t-tricep.. biceps” you hiccup, tears ruining the biology book under you. dk goes lower flexing his torso, “pecs.. abs.. o-obliques” you mumble, “princess yer doing so good.. so tight- fuck” mingyu comments.. and dk goes even lower before they bend you over the table more with his dokyeoms dick stuffed in yer face, “soo good yn..” hand stuffed with hair guiding your throat, “happy? we wont tease you n’more..” thighs clench aournd mingyus when he fucks your sweetspot.. moaning on dks dick.. “f-fuck sweetheart, wanna cum?” gyu asks grabbing your waist harder, and you nod vigorously with yer mouth full. the two men stuttering their hips and gyus circling ‘your pearl’ before all three of you see white. hot cum in your womb and down your throat.. groans and the fresh smell of sex filling the air.

an: 150 follow special!! i didnt finish the sun 100 yet.. but im getting there

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diorkyeom · 10 months

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BASHING MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL RN

#kyeom ❣#dont DO THIS FO ME SIR PLESSE #IM BEGGGI N G #I AM LITERALLY ON MY KNEES FOR YOU ANYWSY THERE'S NO NEED TO DO THIS #svt #seventeen #dokyeom #svt dokyeom #svt seokmin #lee seokmin #seokmin #photos

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blue-jisungs · 1 year

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kisses

summary. dokyeom wants to know why you weren’t giving him any kisses lately

seokmin knew something was on your mind. and it has been for a while now.

at first he didn’t notice, then it didn’t bother him that much.

sure, leaving without his goodbye kiss or coming back home and not getting his welcome kiss hurt his ego but maybe you needed some space?

“what’s wrong?” he asks once you’re in bed, brows furrowed. you snap out of it though, looking at him.

“huh? nothing’s wrong” you smile sweetly and dokyeom wonders how someone can look so ethereal.

“come on, i can clearly see there’s something bothering your pretty head” he greens cheekily and you just sigh, resting your cheek against your hand so your next words are muffled.

“nothing”

dokyeom grins and you swear the room just lit up.

then he sits next to you, almost crushing you, and tilts his head.

“come on, talk to me. you’ve been acting weird lately” he sighs but still smiles, which makes you even sadder.

“i know. i’m sorry” you put your hand down and look at him, thinking how to say out loud what worries you. you feel blood rushing to your cheeks because how embarrassing and stupid it is…

“baby” seokmin scoffs and shakes his head “you’re so cute but that won’t make me distracted”

“it’s just… dumb” you laugh and cover your face.

“i don’t care. and it’s probably not. come on, tell me. i won’t laugh if that’s what you’re worried about” he coos, gently grabbing your wrists and removing your hands from your face. then he grabs them, interlocking his fingers with yours.

“well… you remember that play? you recently took part in? xcalibur?”you mumbled, looking at him. seokmin nods, not sure what’s it about.

“yeah, obviously i remember that” he encourages you to continue talking. you take a deep breath and look down, at your (and his) hands.

“well that kissing scene… i know, i know we talked about it and i said it’s okay with me as long it’s okay with you. but—” you halt, biting your bottom lip. and dokyeom waits. he patiently waits for you to finish “forget it…”

“no, finish. please. i want to know what’s on your mind” he says gently, rubbing your hands with his thumbs.

“it’s… like… i was just thinking if you know… she’s–” you exhale deeply, next words barely audible “–better kisser than me…”

seokmin is actually surprised. shocked, even.

“that’s why you weren’t giving me kisses?” he pouts and quickly retreats upon seeing your sad expression “baby. i’m so, so glad you trust me. the fact that you said that the decision is up to me, not to you when it came to the kissing scene means a lot to me. if i knew it would be on your mind i–”

“no, min. it’s your career. it’s like… i would say you can’t do sexy dances because i’ll be jealous others can see this side of you” you scoffed and managed to look back at him “but i was just… wondering…”

“your kisses are angelic”

your eyes widen and you try to calm your racing heart even though it’s almost impossible.

“it was more of a peck than a kiss, anyways. but your kisses… they are really– i can’t really explain it but you make me feel like a dumb teenager. above all your kisses feel like home. that’s why i was kinda sad you didn’t kiss me lately but aish… i get it. you don’t have to worry about anything” seokmin explained gently, moving his hands to cup your burning cheeks “can i kiss you now?”

“yes, please” you whispered and he didn’t need to be told twice.

[ masterlist <3 ]

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junkissed · 1 year

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packages, boxes and bags

day eight of junkissed's svt season's greetings event

member — boyfriend!seokmin x reader genre — the sweetest and purest fluff word count — 3.1k synopsis — you’re having trouble finding the perfect gift for your boyfriend on your first christmas together. maybe his friends can help. warnings — a little cursing, reader is called seokmin's girlfriend, pet names (baby, honey), they are so damn cute it hurts, when can i have my own seokmin god please i'm begging notes — lowercase intended. i apologize this is late but i was busy the past couple days and i also didn't have much inspo for this. so imagine my surprise when today i sit down at my laptop and boom three thousand words just. appear. but i am so happy with how this turned out and i hope you will be too. i must warn you all this is disgustingly sweet and precious and i definitely screamed into my pillow more than once while writing this. i hope you enjoy :) p.s. i promise this isn't an ad for kay jewelers— blame @duhnova for that

one reblog = one (almost) engagement ring

you shut your laptop closed and groan, putting your head in your hands. this was never going to work.

you’ve spent the better part of your day off on websites like amazon, macy’s, even walmart, trying to find the perfect gift for seokmin.

despite being together almost seven months now, it’s the first time you’ll be spending christmas together. and… you have absolutely no idea what to get him.

first you thought about getting him some little gadget for his computer at work, maybe a new keyboard or a cute new mouse pad. but then you remembered how he told you in passing the other day how he couldn’t stand how his job had him hunched over his computer all day, and he was thinking about looking for a new one where he wouldn’t have to be on it so much.

then you thought you might get him a nice framed picture of the two of you, something small to keep in his apartment for when you’re not there. but when you came over last weekend, the first thing he did was show you the digital photo frame he found in his closet that his mom got him for his birthday that he’d forgotten about. he was stoked to “finally be able to put it to good use” and had programmed it with dozens of pictures of the two of you.

you’d tried google. you’d looked at every gift-giving website under the sun. you’d even asked your best friend what she was getting for her boyfriend for christmas to see if it might spark an idea.

but everything you come across is either something he already has, something he doesn’t need, or something he could easily get on his own.

so… you were stuck. thoroughly and completely stuck.

meanwhile, unbeknownst to you, seokmin is currently on the other side of town, running through the mall in a panic, trying to figure out what to get you.

he knows he shouldn’t have waited until three days before christmas to get his holiday shopping done, but he’s been busy– there’s a huge promotion up at his job, and he’s doing everything he can to get it. not only would it mean less sitting at his desk all day and more moving around, it would also mean a big raise, so you can finally move in together like you both have been wanting to. now that would be a perfect christmas present if he gets the position, but he won’t find out if he has or not until the new year, so that rules that out.

it’s your first christmas together, so he really wants to go all out. winter is his favorite season, and now he gets to spend it with his favorite person, so why wouldn’t he make it something extravagant? except… he can’t find anything to get you.

so here he is at the mall downtown, ducking into every store and searching for something, anything that might give him an idea of a gift you might like.

he doesn’t wanna buy you clothes, because that’s lame, and also because he doesn’t wanna get something that’s not guaranteed you’ll like. what if you think the fabric is too itchy, or you don’t like the pattern? returning or even exchanging his gift would mean a big failure.

he doesn’t wanna buy you the trinkets he found at that one gift shop, because even though they are cute, they’re not special enough to get for you. these are the type of things he’d pick up for you on his way home from work as an everyday treat, or at the very most, a stocking stuffer; you deserve more than some cheap little thing he found on a whim.

he thought about getting you a new purse, because you said you’ve been needing one since the strap on your current one broke, but he’s pretty sure you already bought yourself one when your boss gave you an amazon gift card as a thank-you for all the overtime you’ve been doing lately.

it seems like everything he thinks of to get you is a dumb idea. so now he’s stuck. thoroughly and completely stuck.

you sigh, pulling out your phone and scrolling through your gallery, praying that one of the photos is hiding some kind of sign that’ll tell you exactly what to buy him. but as expected, there’s no magic word or wish list or qr code that leads to the perfect gift.

you’re just about to give up and call him and just ask him what he wants, when an idea hits you. calling him would be admitting to him you can’t think of something special to give him, but calling his friends… now that, that might get you somewhere. they’ve known him for way longer than you have, they must have some idea of things he likes or might want.

you quickly dial the number of his friend minghao. you’ve only met him a few times at some get-togethers, but he seems like the most responsible out of his group, and the most likely to give you a helpful answer.

he picks up on the first ring, but the voice that answers… isn’t minghao?

“hello seokmin’s girlfriend! this is minghao’s phone, how can i help you!”

“junhui, i told you to stop touching my phone!” you hear a voice in the background that you guess is minghao.

“fi-ine,” the first voice—junhui?—grumbles, and you hear a shuffling noise as you assume the phone is being passed back to its owner.

minghao sighs. “hi. sorry about him. what’s up?”

you try not to laugh at the phone mix-up. “just, uh, have a question for you.”

“mhm?” he prods.

“has… seok mentioned anything he wants for christmas? or, like, is there anything you know he needs?” you ask, hoping it sounds nonchalant.

he hums. “mm, not really. are you trying to come up with a christmas gift for him?”

you whine. “yeah. but i’ve tried everything, i can’t think of a single good thing to give him.”

minghao pauses. “he’s really sentimental, but you probably already figured that out by now. the best i can suggest is something homemade, or something related to some kind of memory you have together. he’d like that.”

you freeze. “i… i think i’ve got an idea,” you say jumping up from your chair. “you’re the best, minghao, i owe you big time for this.”

“don’t worry about it. merry christmas.”

you hang up the phone and open your laptop again. this just might work.

you hadn’t planned on spending this much on seokmin’s present, but why not go all out? sure, you’ll have to cut back on your morning coffee for a couple weeks, but it’ll be worth it to see the look on his face on christmas morning.

at the same time, across town seokmin’s just walking out of the jewelry store, a shiny velvet box tucked into his jacket pocket. it’s a lot more than he wanted to pay for it, but it’s better than showing up empty-handed. besides, if that promotion comes through like he hopes, he’ll pay it off in no time. it might have cost a small fortune, but he just knows it’ll look so pretty on you. he can’t wait to see you wear it.

christmas eve finally rolls around and you’re standing outside the door to seokmin’s apartment, your arms full of bags for the weekend you’re spending with him.

his entire face lights up the second he opens the door, and he squeezes you in a tight hug before giving you a soft kiss. “hi baby,” he says, almost shyly. “merry christmas.”

he grabs the bags from you to carry them inside, and you give him another kiss. “merry christmas.”

he takes your things back to his room to set them down, then comes back out into the living room, wrapping his arms around you again. “i’m so glad you get to be here,” he says quietly.

“mm. me too.”

the room is quiet, besides the faint honking of cars outside. you snuggle up on the couch together, picking out a movie to watch, the dim lights casting a soft glow around the apartment.

“do you wanna open your present now?” he asks when the screen turns black and the credits slowly roll past.

“seok, you have to wait until christmas! we can’t open all our presents tonight!” you giggle, and he pouts.

“please?” he says, looking up at you with those big, pleading eyes you adore so much.

“fine,” you concede. “but only one! or else we won’t have anything to open in the morning.”

he grins and gets down on the floor beside the couch, crawling over to the tree to grab a small wrapped box nestled into the bottom branches. he comes back over and sits at the base of the couch, putting one knee up as he hands you the box.

he grins up at you as you tear open the wrapping paper, revealing the soft velvet jewelry box.

you look down at him, and he nods eagerly, motioning for you to open it. you hesitate. it definitely looks expensive, way more than you would’ve wanted him to spend on you. but you did pay almost $300 renting the place for his gift, so you write it off as being even.

you delicately pry the box open with your fingernail, revealing a breathtaking ring absolutely covered in diamonds and intricate silver gilding. it gleams even in the low light, sitting in its little velvet box, staring up at you.

you gasp, throwing your hand over your mouth. “seokmin, what the fuck is this!?”

his smile instantly drops, the color draining from his cheeks. “do you not like it? i can probably still return it, i have the receipt–”

“no!” you shout, and he jumps, eyes wide. “no,” you repeat, calmer this time. “no, i love it. it’s gorgeous. i just– i thought we were doing… small presents first?” you stutter, still in shock at the beautiful piece of jewelry in your shaking hands.

he blushes. “i… wanted you to wear it now,” he murmurs.

you study him, and suddenly you realize he’s still down on the carpet on one knee. and everything finally clicks.

you scream as you jump up from the couch. “seokmin, you’re not proposing, are you?” you gasp.

“no?” he stammers, confused why you’d think he is, before realizing himself that he looks… well, he definitely looks like he’s proposing.

he hurriedly puts his knee down, sitting flat on the carpet. “i’m not! i’m not. this is just a really nice ring, i swear,” he rushes to explain. “at least, not yet,” he mumbles under his breath, but you don’t hear him. you’re still focused on the fact that there’s more diamonds in this ring than you can count on one hand.

you’re still standing in front of him, mouth hanging open, and he’s starting to get worried because you haven’t said a word in a few minutes. “do you want me to propose?” he asks hesitantly. because, screw it, he’s already got the nice ring; if you’re ready, then he’s ready, might as well—

“no! i mean, yes, i do, i really do, but not right now, i…” you trail off, not sure how to continue.

the room is silent, both of you staring at each other. after a minute he stands up, taking his seat back on the couch. “oh no,” he says, finally breaking the silence with a groan. “i ruined this, didn’t i?”

“no,” you sigh, having recovered enough from the shock to sit next to him again. “no, of course not. i’m just… surprised. i wasn’t expecting this. it must’ve cost a fortune.”

“it’s rude to ask someone the price of a gift, you know,” he says, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

“trust me, i’m not asking,” you laugh. “i don’t even wanna know.”

“can… can i put it on you?” he asks, his voice getting soft again.

you look at him, and then at the glittering diamond ring in his hand, and you can’t not accept it. you nod, letting out a quiet “mhm” in agreement.

your eyes start to water as he slides it onto your finger, and he looks up worriedly when you sniffle. “it’s so pretty, oh my god,” you whisper, more to yourself than to him.

“please don’t cry,” he says softly, and he looks so upset that you have to reassure him you’re not mad and you just really, really like your gift.

you admire how it looks on your finger for a second before you scoot closer to him and wrap your arms around him.

“i love it, baby,” you murmur. “you really didn’t have to do this.”

he hums. “but i wanted to. i wanted to show you how much i love you.”

tears well up in your eyes again, and you bury your face in his neck to hide them. “you already show me. every single day.”

he sighs, a happy sigh, relaxing into your arms. “i’m glad you like it.”

you stay like that for a while, gently rocking back and forth on the couch, peacefully enjoying everything. the scent of his cologne wafts around you, a comforting, familiar smell, and the colorful lights of the christmas tree shine softly in the background. you wouldn’t want to spend christmas anywhere else.

you pull away a little, breaking the silence with a short laugh. “mine’s gonna look so stupid compared to yours,” you pout as you snuggle into his side, leaning your head against his shoulder.

“are you gonna make me wait until tomorrow to open it?” he asks, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

“no,” you sigh. “it’s probably after midnight by now, anyway.” you lift yourself out of his arms, going back into his room to get his present from one of your bags.

it’s a lightweight little box, and you hand it down to him. the gift itself isn’t big in size, but you know he likes taking the wrapping off, so you put it in a box and wrapped it for him.

he waits for you to come sit beside him again, and he opens it, carefully tearing the red and green paper with a grin on his face.

he opens the box, revealing a small piece of paper. he looks back at you. “baby? what’s this?”

your cheeks heat up as you begin to explain, suddenly feeling shy about your gift. “well, i… i rented out the movie theater we went to on our first date, and i thought it would be fun to, just… spend the day there, i don’t know.” you trail off, looking down at your hands, until seokmin takes them in his own.

when you look back up at him, his smile is so wide, it almost looks like it hurts. “i love it,” he beams, his voice breaking a little. “that’s so thoughtful, honey. i really love it.”

he leans forward to squeeze you in a hug, and you can’t help but smile, too.

“this is the best christmas ever,” he sighs into your neck, holding you tightly against him. “love you so much.”

he sits back, pulling you onto his lap facing him. “do you know where i got the ring from?” he asks suddenly, locking his hands behind your lower back.

you look at him. “um, kay? it says it on the box.”

he grins. “and?”

you frown in confusion. “and… what?”

the tips of his ears turn pink. “y’know, their slogan? ‘every kiss begins with kay’? from the commercials?”

you blink at him.

he groans, rolling his head back. “can i just kiss you now, please?”

you giggle, throwing your arms around his neck and rubbing your nose against his. “fine.”

and just as he’s about to, his pocket vibrates, and he pulls out his phone.

“my… boss?” he says, confused, showing you the screen.

you whine, resting your chin on his shoulder. “what does he want that can’t wait? it’s one in the morning on christmas eve– well, technically christmas morning, now.”

he looks at you with pleading eyes, and you sigh. “you can answer it. quickly, though, please?”

he presses a kiss to your cheek in thanks before sliding the button to accept the call, holding the phone up to his other ear. “hello?”

you can’t hear what’s being said on the other line, so you close your eyes, worn out from the night’s big surprises. you have a lot to do tomorrow—today—and you’ll need sleep if you want to spend the whole day with him like you want to.

seokmin sits up suddenly, startling you. you lean back, looking at him, wordlessly asking if something’s wrong. but he’s beaming, his smile so bright you’d think he’d just been told he won the lottery, and you crease your eyebrows in confusion.

he stays on the phone for another minute, listening intently. “thank you so much. merry christmas,” he says finally, then hangs up, tossing his phone to the other end of the couch.

“what? what is it?” you ask, still concerned despite his giddy expression.

he settles back, his hands sliding to your waist and holding you up on his lap. “i just got some news,” he says, and you know he’s being vague on purpose to draw out the suspense.

you pout. “well, are you gonna tell me, or not!”

he giggles, unable to hold it back any longer. “i got the promotion!” he yells.

your mouth falls open. “what promotion?” you ask, tentative.

“i didn’t wanna say anything unless i was sure, but there’s been a position available at the company, and they wanted to hire someone from within,” he says excitedly. “it wasn’t guaranteed that i’d get it, but i did! i got the promotion!”

“aw, seok! i’m so proud of you, baby,” you smile, leaning down to kiss him.

he pulls away after a second, and you look at him expectantly. “i have more news,” he says with a grin.

“and?”

“and… it comes with a big raise, so we’ll finally be able to afford a place together,” he beams, rubbing his hands up and down your back.

you bite your bottom lip to stop it from trembling, and feel your eyes well up with tears, spilling down your cheeks.

he calls your name softly, and you look up at him. “are you… what do you think?” he asks, his big eyes searching your watery ones.

“i– i’m just so happy,” you stammer, leaning down to hug him again. “i love you so much. this is more than i could’ve ever asked for.” you bury your face in his neck, letting your tears of joy fall onto his sweater.

“merry christmas, honey.”

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idk if this counts as a soft thought but ... imagine a dk who used to be short when he was like 12 and used to be really nice to you then when you graduated from elementary school he vaguely told you he liked you and you went :0

and then fast fwd 4 years later, you're going to the same high school as him and he says hi and ure like shit. he grew taller. tanner, his voice is deeper (you'd always thought it'd already broken in elementary sch but turns out it didn't)

just 🫠🫠 childhood friends to lovers dk !!

first of all ty for sending smth in kimchi cause istg i was dying earlier like my tumblr is so DRY and ur the only person who indulged my boredom yayay!! also this is LITERALLY making my head spin like crazy cause just think abt it skjdks

warnings: fem!reader. mention of seokmin getting bullied both in elementary and middle school, and he gets taller, tanner, hotter, and has straighter teeth and a deeper voice by the time he's in high school. not proofread and written on tumblr which i never do so it might be ATROCIOUS but its soft thoughts anyway so it doesn't have to be perfect <3

wc: ~1.1k.

ofc you loved to spend time with seokmin when you were in elementary— like you two were practically inseparable. and you first met him when you saw him getting bullied by some jerks in the same year as you. ofc you told them to go away (might've punched one of them just to get your point across, but you and seokmin swore that you would never speak of that detail again). they were so scared of you after you threw the punch that it actually worked and they never bothered him again. and little seokmin was practically in awe of you since that very moment and ofc he develops a small large crush on you </3

but you two end up getting cruelly separated when seokmin tells you that because of the need to move for his parents' work, he's going to be put an all-boys middle school while you're still going to the regular mixed one that most of the kids from that same elementary were going to. during your middle school years, seokmin doesn't cross your mind a lot. it's only when you get a confession from a boy in your class that you're reminded of him and that last day of 5th grade.

you could’ve sworn you heard the words “I like you” fall from his lips except it was so quiet and murmured that you’re not quite sure if it actually happened or if your brain wanted it to so bad that you hallucinated it into existence. and since you're not positive that he did actually confess to you (or that he would still hold the same feelings he did at 10 as a 15 year old), you don't hope for anything else concerning seokmin. much to your 10 year old self's disappointment, because of course you had already imagined a whole life together with your best friend. you don't remember it having any distinction as to whether seokmin was still your best friend or if he was your boyfriend, but it didn't matter to you as long as he was still in your life.

but the first day at your new high school you realize that you’re so fucking screwed it’s not even funny. because as you’re looking at the list of students and what class their first period is you recognize a very familiar name and your brain practically goes blank.

lee seokmin.

and god damnit he has science as his first period just like you. so as you walk into the class you’re frantic to scan the room for any short boy with milky skin, crooked teeth, and a high pitched slightly squeaky voice that you absolutely adored at the age of 10. but he’s not there; well, at least, not fitting that description of him that you remember.

the boy who you quickly see waving excitedly to you is in fact the lee seokmin— you can tell from his name tag— but god had he changed. he had grown at least 20 cm from the last time you saw him because even sitting in his desk he looked lanky. not only his height had changed, but he had also gotten tanner. and he must’ve had braces at some point in middle school because his teeth looked straighter. and his voice. god his voice alone had your heart racing. you could’ve sworn it had deepened two octaves at least.

and it was hot.

the boy who you could only label as your adorable, nerdy, loser best friend who cowered behind you in the face of bullies was hot.

this turn of events rendered him almost unrecognizable. and you were sure you wouldn’t have been able to recognize him if it weren’t for his smile, which was as bright and beautiful as always, with or without the crooked teeth.

and maybe it was that smile that made you just a little relieved that he hadn't changed as much as his appearance had. so you gathered some confidence and walked over to the desk he was sitting in and slid into the seat next to him. you returned his 'hi' that he had shot you from across the room, and as soon as you did, you were practically tackled in a hug.

and it felt the same as his old hugs, which was a relief to your mind but not to your heart, which doubled its speed at least. before your class started, you somehow managed to get up to speed with all of seokmin's middle school years (you were so glad that he was still as talkative and unserious as you remember).

"you don't know how worried i was walking in 30 minutes ago. the school is so big and none of my old classmates go here— though maybe i should be thankful for that. but as soon as i saw your name on the student list, for some reason, i knew it would all be okay. you're here— you're actually here. so they can't touch me."

he said all of this with the biggest smile on his face and you were sure your eyes had actual hearts in them as you listened to him explain everything animatedly.

you and seokmin talked and talked and talked. he would walk you to your class just to keep the conversation going before the second bell rang and he had to race off to his next period on the other side of the building. but he didn't mind being late every time if it meant getting to hear you laugh for 3 minutes longer.

you were back to being best friends with seokmin, and neither of you could be happier. what was most relieving was how it all fit back into place without any struggle. as if seokmin was a puzzle piece that had been temporarily dropped on the floor and had just been picked up again and put back where he belonged (by your side).

you never got the courage to ask seokmin about that last day of 5th grade until your 3rd year of high school together when you had gotten a little tired of seeing a certain classmate of yours which you despised talk so openly about her crush on seokmin— even in front of him and you. so even though your throat got all tangled up as you brought up the topic, you forced yourself to at least ask him the question.

"did you like me when we were younger?"

and his answer came so easily and naturally that you had to double-take.

"of course i did. wasn't it obvious?"

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| aftercare | (dokyeom)

"fuck, wow" dokyeom breaths out, collapsing onto the bed with all his energy now gone.

"shit, wow" you mimic, also mind blown by the sex you two just had.

you fall down on the bed next to him. you both stay there laying next to each other while trying to catch your breath. he throws the sheet over you both, gently pulling you closer to him. you lay your head on his chest and wrap your arm around his waist, sighing in content once you're comfy. he lays his arm on top of yours, intertwining your hands. he leans down to kiss your forehead softly, making you smile in return.

"i love you" he says, meaning the words more than he could ever express.

"i love you more" you reply, snuggling deeper into him.

"i'm gonna go get us some water" he speaks softly, squeezing your hand before sliding out from under the sheet and standing up. he grabs some boxers from his drawer and slides them on before walking towards the door.

"wait!" you call out, reaching for his hand from the bed. he turns around swiftly, giving you his attention as he takes your hand and stands next to the bed.

"get me a snack too please?" you ask, jutting out your bottom lip. he chuckles at you and says, "you got it baby".

he doesn't have to ask you what you want, because he knows you well enough to pick it out. he's going right for the salty snacks, settling on cheez its. as he goes downstairs to grab the water and the snacks, you get up and rummage through the closet, looking for one of his big t-shirts to wear. he comes back into the room with his hands full, placing everything on the nightstand.

"can i wear this?" you ask, knowing that the answer will already be yes.

his eyes flicker over to you, holding his shirt in your hands.

"course, baby" he smiles at you, sitting back down in the bed, putting his hands behind his head.

you throw the shirt on and find some underwear to put on. you run back into bed and jump onto your side, making him laugh fondly at you. he pats the spot next to him and opens his arm, indicating for you to slide in next to him. you sit next to him, curling up into him as you fit perfectly into his side hug. you reach over him and grab the cheez its from the table, smiling to yourself at how well he nailed your craving.

"thank you" you say as you open the box, realizing you never thanked him for getting them.

"welcome" he smiles, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

its almost 1 am, and this midnight snack is really hitting the spot right now. you are very hungry for some reason, stuffing handfuls and handfuls of them into your mouth. dokyeom just giggles at you sweetly, finding anything and everything you do cute. after a little bit you get insecure about how many you are eating and yet you are still hungry.

"you want any?" you ask, knowing you'd feel better if he was eating too.

"no thank you love" he shakes his head, turning on the tv and turning on a background movie.

"ughh" you moan quietly, making him turn to you and raise an eyebrow at the outburst. "i feel so fat, please eat some too" you groan. you lift up your t-shirt, grabbing some stomach chub and frowning at it.

"hey! you're not fat. please keep eating" he urges, pulling your shirt back down. he takes a few cheez its out of the box and eats them, just to make you happy.

"will you still love me if i eat the whole box right now?" you ask, half joking and half serious.

he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and says, "i would still love you even if you turned into a literal cheez it" he said, serious as can be.

you giggle at the stupid phrase coming out of such a serious mouth. "thats oddly sweet" you say, kissing his cheek. yet you still lean over him to put the box back on the nightstand. he looks at you suspiciously, knowing you are still hungry.

"if you're still hungry i can go make you some real food, sweetheart" he says, hoping you take him up on the offer.

"its okay" you say, laying your head down on his shoulder, "i'm not hungry anymore". right as you get comfy your damn stomach growls, breaking the silence. really? you curse it for giving you away like that. he lets out a laugh, finding it hilarious, but thankful that it did in fact give you away. he takes your hand and stands up,

"come on, lets go to the kitchen" he says. you cross your arms, trying to pretend to be mad but you really are hungry, and real food sounds great right now. you walk downstairs and settle into the kitchen. he opens the fridge to see what he could make as you stand behind him and peer in like a little kid.

"hmmm, okay i can make pasta, salad, grilled cheese," he trails on.

you cut him off, "grilled cheese!" you say, craving it immensely now.

"grilled cheese it is" he chuckles, grabbing all the ingredients.

you sit on the counter watching him as he makes himself and you grilled cheese. he still isn't hungry, but he makes one for himself too just to make you feel better. he turns around every now and then to come over and leave kisses on your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, anywhere that makes you smile. you move off the counter and sit down at a chair, pulling your phone out to find something to watch on youtube while you wait. you are getting really tired, and know you are only going to be able to keep your eyes open long enough to eat your food.

"here you go, honey" dokyeom says, sliding the plate in front of you and sitting next to you with his own plate.

he laughs as you pick it up immediately, smiling as the melted cheese hits your tastebuds. it's one of the best grilled cheese sandwiches you've ever had, but that doesn't surprise you, he's good at everything.

"babe" you state, your mouth open in shock as you turn to him. "this is the best thing i've ever eaten, thank you" you claim.

"i appreciate it baby, but i think you're just really hungry" he says honestly, smiling at your enthusiasm.

you shrug, continuing to devour the sandwich. after you finish the last bite, you let out a big yawn that you didn't even see coming.

"lets get you to bed" he says, rubbing your back gently as he stands up and puts both of your plates in the sink. he walks back over to you and spins you around in the chair, picking you up so that you don't have to walk up the stairs. you smile contently as you drape your arms around his neck, leaving kisses all over. he giggles at you, squeezing your butt playfully in response. when he reaches the bedroom he lays you down, pulling the covers over you. he lays down next to you, facing you as you stare into his eyes.

"kyeom" you state, although his attention is already on you so it wasn't really necessary. yet you still stay looking at his face in the moonlight, waiting for his response.

"whats up pretty girl?" he asks, playing along. he brings his hand up to your head, cupping your cheek.

"i love you" you say, as if its some secret you've been keeping in, as if its the first time you've said it even though its probably the billionth time. you are fighting back the sleep now, your eyelids getting heavy as you try to keep them open to look at him.

"and i love you" he answers, pressing his lips against your nose gently. the second you hear the words, your eyes give up on you and close. you are automatically asleep, feeling cozy and safe like you always do.

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