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SEVENTEEN ONESHOTS ☁︎︎༅
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— mpreg. love and adore it.
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[just my personal preference]
CHOI SEUNGCHEOL
pack alpha. cherry and cocoa.
YOON JEONGHAN
pack alpha. peaches and sandalwood.
HONG JOSHUA | JISOO
pack beta. cedarwood and lavender.
WEN JUNHUI
pack omega. lemon and ylang ylang.
KWON SOONYOUNG | HOSHI
beta. lychee and gooseberries.
JEON WONWOO
alpha. chamomile and apple.
LEE JIHOON | WOOZI
beta. violet petals and pear.
LEE SEOKMIN | DK
beta. honeydew melon and lime.
KIM MINGYU
omega. fresh linen and jasmine.
XU MINGHAO | THE8
alpha. rain and green tea.
BOO SEUNGKWAN
alpha. blueberries and coffee.
CHOI VERNON | HANSOL
beta. butterscotch and bananas.
LEE CHAN | DINO
omega. cookies and toffee.
♥︎ seventeen; an odd pack. consisting in two pack alphas, a pack beta, and a pack omega. yet, all thirteen were content with their dynamic with no care of others' opinion...
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Chapter 2: you got me, you got me.
Summary:
—— seungcheol x woozi
tags: mpreg, fluff, domestic love, tiny tiny super tiny angst, 3+1
title: middle of the night by monsta x
Notes:
sorry for any errors, i went over it but i could’ve missed some. but i do hope y’all love this chapter 🫶
please request anything!
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one: hoodie.
choi seungcheol prepared an outfit for himself. today his husband and him were going out for the first time in awhile. it was just a simple date, going out to eat and heading back home. they couldn't do much due to the condition his husband was in but that never bothered the older. he'll rather his jihoon be comfortable than push himself to achieve what their date night used to look like before he had fallen pregnant.
"cheolie? are you wearing that out?"
the voice of his husband made him snap to get a lovely sight. jihoon wearing a gym shirt of his while his hair was still a bit damped as he just out of the shower,
"of course. why?"
the question slipping out as it floating in the air. the smaller just looking to side as he didn't reply back but instead waddle his way to the closet. the action leaving seungcheol confused.
"is it ugly? i can change it."
nothing. the oldest just watching his husband scan through their clothes, mostly sticking to his side as the latter's clothes didn't fit as well anymore.
seungcheol pouted a bit until he came to a conclusion.
"hoonie? do you want to wear it? i think i want another hoodie instead."
the eldest tested the water a bit as he watched his husband turn around and just nod. his eyes shining a bit as he made his way over to grab the sweater. seungcheol helping him out as he pulled the hem of it to make sure it covered him fully.
"you know you could've asked for it?"
"no, i like it when you guess what i need. it makes me feel seen."
jihoon grinned as he went to place a small kiss on his husband's cheek before walking to the drawers for a pant.
two: food.
the couple were out for the first time in a while. jihoon now being 6 months pregnant which led him to being hungrier
quite sooner than expected. the two decided a nice little diner would be prefect for them.
"here you go, a stack of chocolate chip pancakes with some strawberries on top a whole lotta whipped cream! and a nice plate of eggs,sausage, bacon, hash-browns, and toast!"
the waiter called out as she gently placed the plates in front of the respective asker. seungcheol's mouth watered at the sight of pancakes. he always had a sweet tooth and oh boy, were these pancakes going to satisfy his crave.
the two began eating. jihoon swaying his legs in joy as he stuffs his mouth of eggs and bacon. the savory flavor just filling the emptiness of his stomach. approving grins on the two's faces as they just continued to eat, until jihoon started getting the ick. the way the eggs began to taste like eggs or how the bacon became more fatty, it sent a shiver down his spine.
seungcheol also noticed how his husband's pace got slower and instead more picker. he saw the way jihoon started jabbing around to pick the perfect piece to devour and even then a look of discomfort was seen with each chew.
"starting to taste like eggs?"
the older questions as he knew jihoon had become more sensitive with how food tasted. yea, eggs were his number one food to crave the most but they were also his worst enemy. at first it was odd to seungheol but after jihoon described what he meant, his husband was on board. eggs do taste like eggs after a while.
"yeah even the bacon grossing me out."
jihoon pouted as he was really looking forward to his meal, the sight of it on the menu made him drool. even his kid was excited as they did a small kick as he ordered it. now, not even half of his meal was done and he just couldn't take another bite of what used to be delicious to him.
"you wanna trade?"
the kind gesture made jihoon gasp in surprise. he knew how much his husband adores his pancakes, it was one of things he wouldn't share with anyone—jihoon also had foods he didn't like sharing.
"are you sure? i know how much love you pancakes."
"yeah but i love you much more."
seungcheol's words made jihoon tear up, curse the hormones. the smaller letting out a soft sob as he tried to control his sudden outburst. his husband being the lovable idiot didn't help but made worst as he gently grabbed jihoon's hand to caress it.
"jihoon? why you're crying?"
"y-you just to-too kind to me"
jihoon ugly sobbed as his face turned red form embarrassment from breaking down in a public place. seungcheol chuckled at his husband's behavior. the man letting go of his hand as he pushed his plate beside jihoon's. he got up from his spot in the booth and sat next to his crying husband.
he gently pulled him closer as he pressed a kiss on the crown his head. his hand rubbing his lover's arms as to calm him down. it worked as jihoon's cries turned into small sniffles.
"you okay?"
"y-yeah."
"good. let's finish up eating so we can grab some ice cream after."
seungcheol suggested as he press one last kiss on jihoon's head. the two began eating as seungcheol gladly fed his already embarrassed husband some pancakes.
three: cravings
a small figure awoke in the middle of the night. their stomach grumbling a tune so familiar as they craved for food. not an original meal but something strange that a normal person would be unpleased with the sight of it. yet, he couldn't move as he felt arms wrapped around his stomach. their hands subconsciously rubbing their bump in their sleep.
a fond smile formed on his face, his husband became a bit obsessed with his stomach as it grew with each month. they were expecting their first, it was nerve-wracking at first but the couple talked it out. financial issues weren't a problem, they had a huge home just ready to be filled with more laughter and noises. everything was set it in place.
"cheolie?"
the hungry man whispered as he placed his smaller hand on his husband's hand, their finger intertwining with ease. the other began stirring just giving his bump a tighter squeeze before a husky voice was heard.
"what's wrong, jihoon?"
"nothing, i'm just hungry."
silence until seungcheol unwrapped his arms around jihoon. the older slowly sitting up as he felt his eyes heavy with sleep. he's tired as one could be but his lover's needs were more important.
"whatcha craving?"
"rice."
"rice?"
"with tuna."
"is that all?"
"and chocolate with jelly."
jihoon mumbled the last bit. he knew seungcheol was used to his cravings even if the former wasn't. jihoon at times couldn't comprehend how these nasty combos were so mouthwatering to him.
seungcheol let out a soft chuckled as he reached for his sudden shy husband and pressed a kiss on his cheek.
"rice with canned tuna, chocolate, and jelly coming right up."
+ one: alcohol.
it was common thing in their marriage and relationship, the taller caving in for his short lover—and at times it's the other way. yet, it changed drastically when jihoon got pregnant, seungcheol just couldn't say no to anything. his mind just agreeing with whatever jihoon said or wanted.
the man was content with his lover being happy after all, he's creating life so the least he could do was make his husband as comfort as he could. but, even then there must be a limit to what jihoon can ask for.
the couple were hanging out with their friends, wonwoo and mingyu. they invited the couple to their house for dinner to just catch up with everything.
"i can't believe your due so soon."
mingyu spoke as he was cutting up the meat for them. the youngest of them was busy cooking for them even allowing them to eat before him as he kept cooking up the last bit for their meal.
"yeah i know..kinda scary."
jihoon mumbled as he shoved a bit of rice with some kimchi. mingyu just hummed at his answer, his mind focused on the meat that he’s grilling up.
"if you ever need help with anything during your healing process, please call us. after all, it's the least we can do since you made us your son's guardians."
wonwoo offered with a small smile as he gently pushed the plate of meat to the expecting parents. mingyu nodded enthusiastically as he flipped the last piece of meat around.
"oh yes! i would love nothing more to care for you and your baby, hyung."
"mingyu been yapping about that nonstop after you asked us even before then he kept talking about it."
wonwoo playfully called out his fiancé who just glared at him with a pout. the sight making the married couple laugh.
"thank you to the both of you. you've been such great help with everything. i'm glad we picked you both to care for our son."
seungcheol said as he lifted up his glass of wine which wonwoo copied along with mingyu and the three did a little clank. it was just a burst of giggles afterwards.
jihoon just smiled fondly as the sight. he didn't have a glass of wine to raise but the look of the alcohol just resting so nicely in the glasses made his mouth water. he knew alcohol was bad for the baby and even himself—it made him break out in red splotches.
yet, he wanted it so bad. maybe a small sip would be okay?
"cheolie?"
"yeah?"
"can i have a sip of your wine?"
the question stopped everyone mid actions. mingyu accidentally dropping the scissors on the ground along with the last piece of meat. wonwoo letting out a choke noise as he struggled to swallow the bit of rice. his fiancé rushing to pat his back.
"w-what?"
seungcheol stuttered as he felt like he heard his husband wrong. jihoon was innocently staring at him as if his own words didn't ring a red flag.
"can i have a sip of your wine? i know it's bad but im craving it."
jihoon confessed as he felt a bit guilty with the way his husband was looking at him. the man had a lot of betrayal written all over his handsome face.
"no. are you insane?"
"it's just a sip."
"no. i don't care that its just a sip. i'm not going to allow you to harm yourself nor our baby!"
jihoon eyes widened at seungcheol's words, the short male so used to getting his way. mingyu and wonwoo both looked at each other, the two feeling a bit out place while their friends argued.
"i didn’t mean to upset you.."
jihoon’s lips wobbled a bit as he felt ashamed. he knew that it was stupid to even ask for such a risky thing but he didn’t expect to be scolded by his husband.
"jihoon, you didn’t upset me. i’ m sorry for yelling at you. it’s just you can ask for anything but i will say no if it’s a danger to you or the baby."
"y-you must hate me!"
jihoon sobbed as he heard seungheol say the word ‘danger’, his request made his husband think he was planning to hurt their son. he must think that he’s now unfit to be a parent.
"no. no. i don’t hate you at all. i was just worried for your guys’ safety."
seungcheol pulled his crying husband into a tight squeeze to ground him. he felt a bit bad but at the end of day, their safety mattered to him and he will do anything to make sure nothing bad happened to the two. not on his damn watch.
it took a bit of calming but jihoon finally stopped his tears. his eyes focusing on the photo frame of his friends as he wasn’t ready to make eye contact with his husband just yet.
"you know i love you more than anything. don’t take my words to your heart, i was just upset at the fact you wanted to drink something that’s not good for you two. i should’ve been nicer with my words and tone."
seungcheol apologies as he gave jihoon a small squeeze.
"no. i should the one asking for forgiveness. i asked a dumb request that i knew would have bad consequences…i didn’t mean to put our baby in danger."
jihoon whispered as he grips onto the back of seungcheol‘s sweater. the two just holding each other for a bit until a small sniffle was heard. the two snapping to see mingyu tearing up.
"you okay, gyu?"
seungcheol asked as the younger just nodded.
"wah! y’all are so cute. wonwoo, why can’t we be that like?"
the words making the married couple laugh. wonwoo just rolled his eyes as he stuffed his mouth of rice.
"because you get all moody and shut me out?"
mingyu just whined as he smacks wonwoo’s arm playfully. wonwoo chuckled before leaning toward his fiancé and pecking his cheek as he whispered a little "just kidding."
jihoon smiled at the sight until he felt a small kiss on his head. the smaller looked up to see his husband smiling at him. his glaze softer as he placed a kissed on the jawline of seungcheol.
he loved his husband.
Chapter 3: it’s starts with love and it ends with you.
Summary:
—— wonwoo x mingyu + their adopted son, seungcheol!
tags: fluff, slight angst?, minwoo are trying, mention of abuse
title: meteor shower by cavetown
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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choi seungcheol was the little boy's name. just one glance at his picture and jeon mingyu had swooned. his glaze softening at his profile until his breath came to halt as he was told about his past. abuse. this sweet little boy went through hell at just the age of seven. his heart breaking as he heard about the trauma he had gone through and just how difficult it's been for the foster parents/families he had be placed with.
the agency has suggested for him to talk it out with his husband and even consider quitting his job if he chooses to adopt seungcheol. the boy needed full attention and if the two were busy working—even if mingyu had a normal 9-5—it could cause some issues. that was something mingyu didn't want, so he talked to his husband that very night after visiting the adoption agency.
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"mingyu? are you sure about this?"
wonwoo asked while getting under their bedsheets. he knew how much his husband had adored his job as an ophthalmologist, even more so since that's how the two met. mingyu nodded at his question,
"yes. he needs a good home, wonwoo. he's just barely seven and he's been through so much. i'll do anything to make that boy know that he's cared for even if i have to quit my job for the meanwhile."
mingyu explained as he grips onto the printed copy of the information of seungcheol. a frown formed on his lips as he just stared at the little smile placed on the boy's face.. how fake was it?
"if that's really want you want, then let's do it. we'll attend the mandatory classes and fix up our guess room. it would be nice to have more joy in this house."
mingyu's eyes widened as he head snapped to his husband. the man staring at him like he was some strange being for bit until he broke out in the biggest grin.
"oh wonwoo! we're going to be parents!"
mingyu squeals as he wraps his arms around wonwoo and hugged him. his heart thumping loudly as his stomach swirled with anxiety. wonwoo chuckled at his actions as he hugged back. the two holding each other for bit before deciding to lay down. both immediately attaching to each other like octopuses, facing each other.
"you seem happy."
"we're gonna be parents, wonwoo. you know how much i've wanted this to happen and now it's here."
mingyu whispers as he traces wonwoo's face with his fingers. wonwoo fondly smiled at his husband, slowly taking his hand in his and intertwining their fingers.
"i know. i'm excited too. my dream is also coming true."
"really? what's that?"
"you being my stay at home husband. me coming home to see you, just there, all pretty. maybe even spoiling me with a few kisses or even a foot massage—"
"ew! and here i thought, you were being all cheesy," mingyu laughed as he jokingly pushed wonwoo away from him. an exaggerating pout on his face as he flipped over, facing away from his husband as he pretended to be upset. wonwoo rolled his eyes before placing himself behind mingyu, the older hugging him from the back.
"i'm playing, mingyu. you being my stay at home husband? i meant that. you deserve it, after all you were our breadwinner for most of our relationship. it's time for me to pay you back and treat you well."
wonwoo confessed as he placed a kiss on mingyu's shoulder. the latter placing his hand on top of wonwoo's.
"you don't have to pay me back, i wanted to work and support us. even so, you spoil me already." mingyu whispers as he felt his eyes get heavy with sleep. today was a very exhausting day and the next few months are going be to.
"oh really? how do i spoil you?"
"by loving me."
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months it took, the couple going to their classes to be taught on how to deal with child who has gone through traumatic events in their life. it was difficult but worth it, the two felt ready and prepared for the new addition to their growing family.
the mere moment seungcheol had entered the office, the couple could feel their heart burst with adoration. seungcheol was quite small for his age, his hair in a little bowl cut while his ear poked out a bit. his outfit consisting in a red sleeveless hoodie with a stripe long sleeve shirt underneath. his pants being black track bottom with white sneakers that looked too wore out.
"seungcheol, these two are the ones adopting you. this is jeon wonwoo with his husband jeon mingyu. they will be in taking you into their care but this doesn't mean that we won't see each other anymore. i'll be doing monthly checkups for a couple of months, okay?"
his advisor, sarah, spoke as she kneeled down to the boy's height, the little boy nodding as he played with his hands. not even glancing at his new parents, it made the air seems bit tense.
"now can you please go and color? i've got to talk with these two and then you'll be all set to head to your new home." sarah lead seungcheol to a small room that was attached to her office. soon she returned and asked the couple to sit down.
"now as you know about seungcheol's past, this will be a difficult process. i've seen that you've taken the required classes and such but i believe some therapy will do good for seungcheol. he's already in therapy so i will gladly send you both everything about that if you choose for him to continue?"
"of course, we wouldn't want anymore drastic changes on him."
mingyu answers as he knew how huge changing environments can affect someone especially if they've gone through a lot.
"good. another thing, this isn't meant to offend you or such but mingyu, you might be a trigger for seungcheol. we had thought about not giving seungcheol to the two of you due to this but i believe that you can make some changes."
"i'm sorry? my husband's a trigger for seungcheol? how can that be?"
"i know it's confusing but mingyu, you happen to look a bit similar to his birth mother. it could just be the hair that resembles to his mother but after seungcheol had taken a look at your picture, he kinda shut down. we have asked him if he wished to not be adopted by the two of you but at the end, he agreed for the two of you to take him."
mingyu stayed completely silent. his appearance had caused the boy to shut down? it shocked him and it also scared him as he was going to be seungcheol's primary caretaker due to wonwoo being the one to work.
"can i see a photo of his mother? if possible," mingyu asked as his mind was racing with different ways on fixing how he looks. sarah nodded as she looked up on her computer. wonwoo glanced to his husband, he saw the way his eyes weren't shining anymore.
a frown placed on his lips as he reached out to grasp onto mingyu's hand, who willingly held it. his eyes never leaving the back of the computer.
"here you go,"
sarah turned her computer around so they can see. their eyes glancing at the picture of a lady with sightly longer hair than mingyu. her eyes sunken in as she clearly looked like someone who was drug addict, a sigh of relief left mingyu. it was the hair that made them look a bit alike, if you were to take a quick glance back and forward.
yet, for a little kid. the resemblance can almost be spot on.
"thank you for telling us this information, i'll do whatever to ease seungcheol and make him comfortable."
"of course you will, that's why we choose you two."
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adapting to the change was troubling, seungcheol was good and well mannered child. he behaved so well, it was frightening.
the way the boy never spoke nor made a noise unless wonwoo or mingyu talked to him. how he stayed in one place if he was out in the living room, even his own room was untouched. he needed to be told on what to do and mingyu just couldn't command him.
he was a child not some damn animal.
wonwoo tried to break the habit during his vacation——mingyu sobbed to him one night about how heartbreaking it was seeing their son acting like some doll. yet, the oldest couldn't. seungcheol was keen on sticking with his own habits. his adviser even told them it was okay and they're trying to fix his in therapy.
mingyu didn't like that so he did everything in power to make the boy feel comfortable again. it was scaring at first, the way his son didn't dare glance in his way. mingyu knew. he was told.
the male has a subtle appearance to his son's birth mother. it was hair that pushed it and if he wants to make his son comfortable then so be it. as much as loved having his hair long, his son means more to him.
wonwoo came home after a long day of meetings, being a ceo sucked ass. the lanky man tossing everything neatly as he knew his husband would rip a new one in. footsteps were heard,
"wonwoo! you're back. how's today been?"
wonwoo sighed as he hooked his backpack up, "tiring, you?" the glasses man answered as he turned to finally have a good look at his husband only to be met with a sight.
his mingyu had short hair.
"mi–mingyu? what happened to your hair?"
wonwoo stumbled a bit to his husband, his hands grasping onto him as he stared in disbelief. mingyu frowned bit as he saw the look on wonwoo's face.
"do you like it?"
" i thought you liked having long hair.."
"well yeah? you said you loved me with long hair but i've decided that seungcheol deserves to be more comfortable. he's our son after all."
mingyu mumbles as he feels wonwoo's hands stop. his eyes glancing down a bit to be met with wonwoo just staring at him. the two locking eyes for bit until the shorter grinned.
"our son? i don't think i'll ever get used to saying or hearing that."
"me neither."
"you look stunning..with your short hair. you'll always look the same to me, no matter what."
mingyu blushed a bit before pushing wonwoo off of him. he led the hard worker to the kitchen so he can fill his stomach up with yummy food before they head off to the land of slumber.
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seungcheol awoke to laughter. the boy rubbing his eyes as he toon of his comforter. seungcheol staying still as he listened to his parents, his eyes glancing to his car themed alarm to see it was quite late. eight in the morning, he overslept.
the sight of numbers made him jump up. oversleeping was a big no no. he needed to be out there to say his goodbyes to his father as he went to work, it was the rules. his rules.
the patter of feet were heard as the boy rushed around to get ready for the day. he sloppily brushed his teeth (thank goodness, for a personal bathroom.) the little boy ran out after he was completed with his little routine.
the chatting growing louder as he hopped down the stairs, almost slipping but he balanced himself on time. seungcheol rushed to the noise only to be greeted with his 'parents' still in their pjs while his papa was cooking.
wait? was papa's hair shorter?
"oh. good morning, seungcheol. we were going to wake you up when breakfast was done." his dad, wonwoo, greeted him. the seven year old didn't answer him, he was confused. shouldn't his dad be at work now?
"..shouldn't you be at work?"
seungcheol mentally scolded himself right after saying his question. he knew better than to question an adult's action, he's just a stupid kid anyways.
"nope. it's a saturday. my day off, so i was thinking we could go out?"
seungcheol's curiosity got the best of him for just a split bit until he came to the realization that they probably meant a date. he wasn't invited nor was he ever, his bio parents never allowed him to go out with them. you're a disgrace, wish you were never born.
"ah! that's such a good idea! seungcheol, sweetie, what do you think about us having some family time?"
his papa's words snapped him out, the seven year old staring at them with wide eyes. they wanted him to go with them?
"me? i thought it was a date between you two?" seungcheol confesses as he plays with one of his buttons on his spider-man pjs.
wonwoo and mingyu looked at each other with befludded looks.
"date? what an odd thing to come to a conclusion. we want to hang out together, go out and maybe buy you some new clothes. what do you think? we'll get ice cream on the way back, just don't tell your papa." wonwoo said only to revive a playful slap on his arm. mingyu glaring at him with a look saying, 'i'm right here, dumbass'
seungcheol felt his stomach churn with excitement. he had gone out with them a few times but it was only for grocery runs. yet, they were going out to have family time, something the boy wasn't used to at all.
"alright but first, let's eat and then get ready for our busy day."
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the mall was noisy. the loud chatting along with sounds of shoes scraping on the floor was a bit much for the seven year old. it also didn't help as the clothes he wished to try had different texture each time.
maybe malls weren't his thing, especially trying on new clothes.
"seungcheol? everything alright?"
his papa asked so softly but it kinda irritated the boy, it was the thousandth time he was asked this. he knew they meant well but at times it better if they could just ignore him for bit.
"yeah."
seungcheol mumbled as he tosses the shirt aside, it was nice on him and he really loved the design. this was his pick. yet as the boy went to grab his original shirt, he turned a bit too quickly causing him to trip. his legs gave out so suddenly and bam, he was on the floor.
a knock was heard immediately but the boy didn't dare move as he was trying to grasp on to what had occurred.
"seungcheol! are you okay?! i heard a thud, please open the door."
his dad's voice was filled with panic. seungcheol didn't feel anything, no pain just pure confusion. the boy eyes glancing around to see if he had bruised anything only to be greeted with an ungodly sight. his knee wasn't were it belonged, it was on the side.
a loud scream echoed the dressing room. mingyu and wonwoo completely went into protective mode, mingyu running to get an employee as other parents jumped in to help.
the screaming didn't stop not even when the doors had opened. wonwoo pushed the employee aside. his mind yelling at him to make sure his son is alright. a simple fall was what he thought had occurred to the little boy but what he didn't expect was a sight of his knee being all puffy and red.
"it's okay. i'm here, don't worry bud, dad's here."
wonwoo soothed seungcheol's crying as he went to inspect, his hands gentle as he didn't wish for anymore harm.
"wonwoo. we got to go to the hospital, i think he dislocated something. let me put his shirt on."
mingyu butted in as he rushed as he went to grab seungcheol shirt and sweater. his movements so calculated as he didn't want to overdo it with his son. his comfort matter more.
"wonwoo, carry him. i'll clean up quickly in here, " mingyu demanded as he started picking up the mess. seungcheol kept crying he felt bad for causing this much panic for his parents. wonwoo did as he was told, arms located in the perfect position as he didn't wish to put anymore pressure on seungcheol's right knee.
the duo leaving the outlet with worried eyes on them. crowds parting as wonwoo's pace got quicker, he wanted his son to no longer be in pain. it was meant to be a fun day out not this.
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"good news, it wasn't his knee that dislocated but instead his patella, also known as the kneecap. he'll be okay as long as he stays off of it for a few days before his next appointment to see if he's ready for a knee brace. he will need physical therapy but that will all be sorted out during his checkup." their doctor, smith, had rambled to them. the couple letting out a breath of relief.
seungcheol didn't. he felt upset at himself for causing such a scene. the embarrassment seeping into his skin as his incident kept replaying over and over again in his mind.
the boy should've check his steps. now he was here with a huge knee brace and some stupid crutches.
"thank you so much. what type of pain relievers will suffice for seungcheol?"
"tylenol. for adult tylenol, only give him one. yet, if he's not able to sallow it, their children version has chewable ones, those give him two. if you're unsure of anything, call your primary care, they'll help you out."
the couple nodded. seungcheol frowned.
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it's been a few days, seungcheol had gotten his leg brace. he was still warned to stay off it for bit until his physical therapist clears him.
he hates it. the little boy felt like a burden on his parents. his papa clearly didn't mind talking clear of him but seungcheol did. he wasn't handicapped, he was still able to a lot but his papa didn't allow him.
it was just overwhelming and he felt on the edge of losing it.
"seungcheol? i know you're sick of being dotted on," mingyu started off as he pulled up a small portable table and place seungcheol's dinner on it.
seungcheol just ignored him. a small irritation forming in his stomach. he didn't want to hear his papa talk.
"but, you're doing so great at your appointments. you almost there to be clear to do more heavy and physical activities—"
"can you shut up?!"
seungcheol blurted out causing mingyu to clamp his mouth shut. the two were silent as seunghceol realized the danger of his sudden outburst.
"i-i'm sorry! please! i'm sorry!" seungcheol begged as he saw how still his papa was. he remained the boy of his mother. she would stop like time froze her, then rage would melt her. seungcheol couldn't hide this time, he was stuck on the couch.
all he could do was pled for no harm.
"pa-papa! please i'm sorry! i-i-i —" seungcheol's sobs got louder as he begged so quickly, his chest heavy. the little boy started gasping as he felt air leave him.
"seungcheol! baby, it's okay. you gotta breathe for me."
mingyu was quick to step in. he grabbed the mini table and pushed it away from the duo. he was not going to have his boy back in that damn hospital. seungcheol kept wailing even flinching as he felt large hands on him. his eyes blurry as he just saw a bigger frame in front of him. mommy.
" 'ommy! don't hi-hit me!"
mingyu bit back his own tears. his son needed him.
"it's me, baby. it's papa. your mommy isn't here to hurt you." mingyu whispers, he needed to calm down his boy. seungcheol didn't take his words as a calming claim but instead started shaking his head.
"mommy always h-here! she said she would come back!"
seungcheol hiccups. his head heating up with pain. the boy was in a state of fear and panic and mingyu, mingyu was stuck.
"shes gone, seungcheol. she's been taken away for good, she'll never be near your again. i can promise you that okay? i know you don't trust us just yet but please, trust me on that. no one will ever harm or hurt you, not on our watch."
seungcheol heard his papa's words. such words holding a heaviness that the boy can't comprehend. yet, it made him feel a new tingle, a tingle that felt just right. he didn't feel scared but instead he felt warm? a nice warmth. one that he wanted to grasp onto and never let go.
mingyu didn't dare lay his hands on seungcheol. he was told to let the boy calm down by himself or else he could cause him to lose it more. even make the boy wound up to injure himself. yet, he needed the boy to calm down. he was terrified that he would pass out due to lack of air.
"seungcheol, you gotta breathe for me. i need you to listen, can you do that? if you can, nod up and down." mingyu instructed and seungcheol understood. the little boy did his very best to nod. mingyu smiled. "i need you to breathe in for 4 seconds then i need to release it for 4 seconds. i'll do it with you, okay? just follow my lead, baby."
the heaviness left seungcheol's chest. his lungs felt so full of air, it was almost too much. his head no longer throbbed as much. his vision clearing as he finally saw his papa. his papa's face held such a kind smile even if his eyes were wet.
"there's my little boy...can i hold you?"
mingyu knew he testing the water with this request. his son just had a panic attack, he should be left alone for a bit. mingyu felt like time stopped until he caught the way his son's head shook up and down.
he was given permission.
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wonwoo felt like his bones were shaven down after today. meetings and dealing with insufferable people weren't his things. he loved the quietness but he knew that was too much to ask with his line of work.
the oldest closing the front door as he took his shoes off. his daily routine occurring as mingyu always nagged at him for leaving such a mess at their entrance. the mere thought of his husband put a smile of his face.
"mingyu?"
wonwoo spoke so quiet as he knew their son would be sleeping. it's been tough with the kid, they knew he came from troubled house. that he had wounds that would take ages to heal. yet, he was their son, their kid, and they will wait for however long they must.
wonwoo peeked his head in only to be met with a lovely scene. his mouth slightly agape as he tiptoed closer. mingyu, his husband, passed out on their couch with seungcheol tucked so nicely in the crook of his neck. the two tangled up as best as they could due to seungcheol's brace.
tears slightly formed on the ceo as this was the first time seungcheol had ever gotten close to them. yes, hand holding wasn't an issue or anything but hugging or cuddling was.
pictures would taken if this was any other day but wonwoo just wanted to soak it up. the said man, sitting on the end of the couch. the fond look never leaving his face as he went to gently awake mingyu.
"mhm?" mingyu pouted as he opened his eyes slowly. the sleepiness melting away with each blink as he came to his realization of where he was.
the youngest looking down as he mentally screenshotted the sight of his sleeping son.
"looks like he's warming up to you"
mingyu nodded as he squeezed seungcheol closer to him. he didn't wish for this day to end. wonwoo chuckled before gently tapping mingyu's leg.
"i'll heat up dinner."
wonwoo got up. his smile growing bigger as he processed the fact that his dream actually came true. him coming home to the sight of his husband and son, that scene will never get boring. yes, this little family has a long ways to heal and grow closer but today was the first step towards it.
Notes:
omg. 4 fucking thousand words. damn.
also i'm sorry for not updating, i was completely stuck with this oneshot as i've never written anything like this. if this isn't up to the requester's liking, please let me know so i can rewrite this if needed 🫶also this hasn’t been check for mistakes but i’ll do that soon, just wanted to post this so y’all dont wait any longer 😭
i'll be catching up with the requests, don't fret!
Chapter 4: why you acting like that?(why you so aggressive?)
Notes:
——— mingyu & seokmin (+ svt members)
tag(s): fluff, angst, broken bones, platonic, mere moments of self hatred(not really?), happy ending 👍
title: selfish waltz by ateez
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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seokmim wasn't one to get angry. sulky? yes but angry? no. he knew better to let one control his emotions so easily. yet, it was tested from time to time when he had joined seventeen.??
and today, oh boy, was it pushed.
mingyu, one of his younger members, had the audacity to overstep his boundaries. the tallest making jokes about his members, all laughing along and rebutting as they playfully insulted the former. it was fun and normal until mingyu accidentally purposely kept poking at seokmin. the sunshine's smile slipping off right away as he kept hearing mingyu's voice mock him.
tears raising a bit and it didn't help at all when his members added onto the fire. their words hurting a bit but seokmin knew they were joking, right?
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it was after the dinner when seokmin swore to himself to ignore mingyu until that brat apologies to his hyung. the words of his so called jokes had left a hole in his heart. the singer was used to hate comments but those were from certain 'fans' not from seventeen—the people he treasure so deeply.
the subtle neglect wasn't caught on by the one who he was ingoring. mingyu just couldn't grasp onto the discomfort looks or the nasty side eyes that seokmin sent his way. the others did though, seungcheol even scolding seokmin for sending mean looks to his member.
seokmin was beyond pissed after that mini conversation, his anger slowly got fueled by that and it kept rising as his other hyungs spoke to him about his attuide. sure, they didn't understand why he acting that way but shouldn't they ask him for his side of the story? seokmin wasn't the bad guy here, it's mingyu. stupid mingyu.
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time passed, seokmin's feelings didn't. he hid them well for no issues to occur—carats nor the public needed to know his feelings. it was between mingyu and him and they will figure out a way for this to be resolved. yet, seokmin as the older knew that he must move on. so he did.
until mingyu decided to give seokmin another thing to be upset about. they were practicing for their upcoming concert that was two days away. the group making sure their choreography was perfect, everyone's was aching with tiredness but their carats deserves the best.
and if the best requires them to keep practicing even with light rain, then so be it. the idols were careful with the moves, deciding to lean towards the least difficult choreography as raindrops decorated the stage.
it was a mini break for them. mingyu was handing out their water bottles. the puppy like teasing them for a bit before giving them was cute and funny to the others but not to seokmin. normally, he would giggle but after singing his lungs out while dancing, he was desperate for water.
mingyu didn't care, the taller just yanking it back when seokmin reached for it. his yearning for the drink growing stronger as his anger did too. before he could yell at the childish member, the water was handed to him with speed.
the singer turning to the side to see seungcheol giving mingyu a little glare. their tallest mumbling an a sorry before hurry off to deliver the rest. seokmin couldn't help but cheer for his small victory. it wasn't enough to satisfy him.
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it was the last day before their concert, sweat covering everyone as they doubled check every move. not a single mistake can occur. their carats deserve the very best and they will gladly serve it on a gold platter.
seokmin was proud of himself, he had done very well with keeping his voice steady. a tiny inner celebration had occur within the singer until a sudden bump broke his happy moment.
seokmin turned to see it was mingyu. the taller having an apologetic look etched on his face. pathetic.
"watch out where you're going! i could've gotten hurt, mingyu!"
"wah! i'm sorry. i just slipped and caught onto whatever i—"
"i don't want to hear your stupid excuses. you've been nothing but a huge pain in my ass lately. do you take joy in toying around with me?" seokmin blurred out as he stood tall, his body inching closer and closer to mingyu. the said idol moving back, neither staring at what laid behind them.
"w-what? i haven't done anything to you?"
mingyu's mind was puzzled as it tried to recall any of their interactions these last few months. yet, not one was blaring to him.
"did i say something? y-you have to remind me! it's been a busy time for us all. i'm sorry for whatever i did! i'm truly am."
oh. his useless pleadings.
the sounds of his whining irk seokmin. the words that spilled out of his mouth left his inner self shake. his body withering with an anger he had no clue he could feel. a thought popped up, an evil and cruel thought, seokmin didn't even think twice.
make him feel the same hurt that he did.
seokmim realized he had the upper hand. mingyu was still backing up along with him. he was pushing the youngest closer to the edge. no one had noticed, no one cared. if they saw them, they would think they were playing. just having fun.
"i said u don't want to hear your stupid excuses!"
seokmin yelled out as his hands attached themselves to the chest of mingyu. his body naturally using all his strength to push. it happened so quickly and loud. oh, so fucking loud.
seokmin's eyes widened at his mistake. mingyu's body laying on the ground below the stage. his leg twisting in such a odd unnatural way. the sight made the singer's churn as he felt lightheaded at the scene.
"se-seokmin.."
seokmin's heart dropped as he heard the quiet pled of mingyu. his anger and restatement leaving his body as he jumped down.
"oh! mingyu, i'm so sorry. i didn't mean it, im so stupid!"
seokmin babbles as he tries to help mingyu get a more comfortable position. his hands trying their best not to shake, mingyu cannot know he was frightened himself.
"i'm going to get help okay? don't move, stay here just like that. you'll be okay, i promise."
seokmin got up and ran, ran like his life depended on it. the idol running backstage, his view welcoming his members and some staff.
"seokmin?"
"it's uh..it's mingyu! i pushed him off the stage like an idiot and his leg is bent in odd way! i-i told him to stay still."
seokmin confesses. his eyes never meeting any of his members, only the noises of people snuffling out caught his attention. the yelling and commanding occur in the background as he stays looking down.
tears whelming as his hands clutch his shirt, the only thing to help him from breaking down. no attention was needed on him, mingyu was the priority.
until a hand touched his shoulder. the sudden touch made the singer flinch, the hand was pulled back.
"i'm sorry. i didn't mean to scare you."
junhui. his fourth hyung. seokmin looked up to see the worry.
"why are you here? mingyu needs your help!"
seokmin snapped. he didn't mean too but mingyu was out there in pain because of him. he was a bad person.
"mingyu has everyone helping him. you don't. i know you've pushed him but its an accident—"
"it wasn't. i did it on purpose. i-i pushed him so he can feel how hurt i was but he wasn't suppose to fall off the stage. h-his leg, it's fucked. all because i was being petty," seokmin sobbed, his voice trembling as he kept wishing he could stop his past self. the guilt will forever live within, it's embedding itself already. leaving a pit that will always grow within, nothing to stop it from thriving.
"..uh..okay. you can apologies to mingyu when he's better, knowing him, he'll forgive you. now, let's get you to calm down. we can't have you be a crying mess, now can we?"
junhui's voice made him feel hazy as it was warm and kind. no anger nor disappointment lace in there, not a single drop. his hyung wasn't mad at him, that's good.
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twelve people in a small waiting room. each to their own as they patiently waited for news on their member. not one word was peep among them, only small snores or breathing bounced around.
seokmin was huddled against junhui, his eyes red and bloodshot as he got scolded by seungheol and jeonghan. the two calling him out for his childish behaviors and how he could've caused more harm to mingyu.
their words were harsh but needed, seokmim should have never landed a hand on mingyu just cause the younger poked fun of him weeks ago. a talk was needed and the two didn't do it. now ones in the hospital while the other will remember the event forever.
a door opened, all turned to see their manger along with the doctor.
"is mingyu okay?"
"what happened?"
"does he need surgery?"
and so on. each one had their own specific question, the need for it to be answered was strong. their anxiety cannot take it anymore.
"kim mingyu is in perfect condition. the fall had caused an oblique fracture on the fibula. luckily, his bone stayed mostly in place and not a lot of pieces were moved around. he's in a cast and with that he'll be in it for around six to eight weeks and will need some follow up just to make sure everything is healing well. we wouldn't want his bones to heal incorrectly as that will cause quite the problems."
the doctor explains as he scans through his sheet. his finger drumming against the clipboard as if he's trying to think of anything that must be said. "oh! he will also need physical therapy but that will all be discussed once he's healed up. any questions?"
of course they had questions but they needed to see their member. they just wanted to confirm if he was okay with their own eyes.
"if not, you can go see him."
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it's been four weeks since the whole accident. mingyu was spoiled rotten with the attention and care his members provided. not a single finger to be lifted by the male. anything he wanted, his members gave.
especially seokmin. the singer always there by his side, his touches so ever soft as if he would break if he was too harsh. the tone he spoke with was as if mingyu was a baby. the taller knew the reasoning for his sudden behavior, the guilt was gnawing at him.
no matter what words mingyu speaks, nothing had eased seokmin.
the two were sitting beside each other, the rest had gone to get food for their movie night. seokmin, as always, stayed and got mingyu comfy. extra pillows here and there, a little bit of blankets tucked beside him.
mingyu didn't move nor utter any noises as he watch seokmin work his best to make sure he was okay. the coziness was nice but all the male wanted was his friend next to him. a cuddle would do good for the two or one of them.
"are you comfortable?" seokmin questioned as he slowly tucked a pillow underneath mingyu's cast.
"i'm fine but—"
"but what? do you need a drink? did i tuck you in too tight? are you hungry? i can get the others to hurry—"
"i just want cuddles! i don't need anything else, i appreciate
everything you've been doing for me and i don't understand how you feel but i already forgave you."
"i pushed you. i caused this. i hurt you becuase i was angry, you didn't deserve that at all, mingyu. i don't even deserve cuddles from you." seokmin muttered as he played with the fringe of the pillow. mingyu frowned at his friend's words.
"even if you think you don't deserve my cuddles, i think you do."
mingyu reached out to seokmin. his hand grabbing onto seokmin and pulling the shorter closer to him. the singer barely having time to react as he was embraced by the other. the two staying still for a bit before seokmin melted.
"i'm okay. i promise you i'm okay, now stop letting it consume you. we— i need my sunshine back."
mingyu confessed as he pressed a small kiss on the crown of seokmin's head. it’s been gloomy these last few weeks as if the guilt was a huge cloud that covered their sun up. mingyu hopes his words can help dissolve it and allow seokmin to gleam his true self once again.
mistakes occur. people get hurt. friendships can crumble. yet, talking can happen only if you allow it and forgiveness is the first step to reshape what once was there. the two have a bit more to overcome but for now, they knew the other forgive and that was more than enough.
Notes:
hope y’all liked this one. i’m not a doctor so sorry for the incorrect info. also said it multiple times but i’m sorry for the late updates. trust, everyone’s request will be written, it’s just gonna take me time. i’m only one person so i hope y’all understand.
also! i’ve started this new series called “ ???verse🎧🤍” its just based on centric shots for junhui (SVT) and seungmin (SKZ). it’s just something i decided to do for funsies and won’t be updating it regularly. it’s just bunch of ideas and prompts i had and stuff like that.
but enough of that, i hope the requester enjoyed this as much as i had fun writing it. i will do the rest of your list but i have others who are waiting for theirs so please understand. 🫶
hope everyone has a lovely day/afternoon/night. thanks for the kudos and the comments, love y’all 🤍🥰
Chapter 5: crush? crush.
Summary:
—— soonyoung(hoshi) x chan (dino)
tags: fluff, stargazing, greek mythology?, somewhat pining chan?
title; no song title for this one. sorry (●´^`●)
Notes:
forgive me for any spelling errors or grammar mistake. i scanned through but i probs missed a lot. sorry.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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stargazing, a simple yet breathtaking experience. just taking in the stars that danced around the dark sky was calming. an escape from the stress that was brought onto the two idols that huddle close.
no words spoken between them as they just watched the twinkles and stars shine as bright as they could. it was nice, no worries, just them.
"look, it’s cassiopeia!"
soonyoung pointed as the stars, his hand shaking with excitement. it wasn’t that new to him as the cassiopeia was one of the constellations to appear most of the nights or at least the most visible to those with keen eyes.
chan followed his finger to spot what he was looking at, yet nothing. it wasn’t like the stars weren’t shining their best—— they were. they really were. it’s just he didn’t know the stars too well; they looked clutter together for him.
"the cassiopeia? where?"
"right where i’m pointing at?"
"hyung, i can’t tell." chan whined as he playfully nudged soonyoung, who in returned, nudged him back. the two went back and forward before the oldest causally embraced the younger.
"it’s right there, chan, im not lying!" soonyoung groans as he grabs chan’s hand. "here. i’ll guide you to it."
chan couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat. sudden affection or touches always surprised the younger, no other reasons, right? right.
"this one, chan. can you see it?"
chan couldn’t but he didn’t wish to disappoint his hyung, "yeah. it’s there..why is it called the cassiopeia?" chan tried to direct this moment somewhere else as he was afraid that soonyoung would call him out of his bullshit.
"well, there’s different version but the one i like to believe go like this; cassiopeia is named after queen cassiopeia, obviously, her vanity caused her trouble. she went on to boast about her beauty and even went beyond by saying she was more pleasing than the 50 sea nymphs also known as the nereids,” soonyoung began as he laid his head on chan’s shoulder. the oldest pulling the younger’s hand in a hold. chan stared at the star as he took in the new information. "due to this, they had called on poseidon and asked him to punish her and he did. the sea god summoned a sea monster named, cetus, to go after cassiopeia. though, during this, her and her husband were told to sacrifice their own daughter to have the monster forgive cassiopeia—"
"wait. sacrifice their own daughter? that’s insane! i don’t think i’ll do that to my own children for something i had done"
chan butted in as he was taken aback with story. shouldn’t the one who caused anger be the only one to be punished? not some innocent person, who wasn’t apart of the problem.
"chan! its kinda common with myths for people to get punished or punish their love ones or that their love ones get punished instead of them."
soonyoung laughed as he squeezed chan’s hands. the younger returning the action, "that’s sad. really sad."
"yeah but interesting things came from those, for example, these constellations," soonyoung said as he waved towards the stars, who some sparkled at the attention.
"uh i guess.. wait . what happened to cassiopeia? was she forgiven?"
"let me get there. they did and their daughter, andromeda, was tied up on a rock to be given to the sea monster. luckily a man named, persus, saved her and they got married. well, after that, persus got challenged by one of andromeda’s old lovers. don’t worry, he won the battle by using the head of medusa; who he had just recently slayed. cassiopeia and her husband were also turned into stone with the army. in the end, poseidon put her and her husband in the night sky near each other but most of time cassiopeia spends it upside down as punishment for her flaunts."
soonyoung finished with an loud gasp for breath. chan giggled at his hyung’s antic. the two allow the silence to wrap around them again.
"tell me more."
"more? we have to go back soon."
"they can wait."
soonyoung chuckled at chan’s response. it was true, the others could wait on them for a bit.
"okay, fine. umm let’s see—oh! urusa major or also known as the big dipper.." soonyoung’s words trailed off in chan’s mind. the younger knew he needed to pay attention but he couldn’t tune in.
the words of his hyung felt warm as he sunk deeper into the touch of theirs. chan’s eyes looking around until they settled on soonyoung. a quick scan was enough for chan to linger on a certain facial feature.
his lips.
the plumpness of them had him questioning, are they as soft as they looked? he enjoyed the feeling of them when soonyoung pecks on him on the cheek; would he like them if the two kis— what .
the realization of his thoughts seeping in as chan tore his glaze away. a blush decorating his face as his heart was not doing any better.
what.
"so, do you understand more?"
soonyoung’s voice cuts the internal questioning off. chan snapped back and nods quickly, "i-i do? it was interesting! i really liked the story."
"story? i was just pointing out the constellations?"
"oh."
"yeah. you weren’t even paying attention."
"sorry..got a bit distracted."
chan met eyes with soonyoung, the male pouting a bit as he pulls away from chan, "let’s go back in."
"okay."
chan replies as he watches soonyoung stretch, his eyes never leaving him. another thought popping into his mind as he catches a small peak of soonyoung’s stomach.
his hyung has been quite eye catching to him. everything he does cause chan to feel warm, something so familiar to the youngest. it was like a crush.
a crush?
a crush.
chan had a crush on his favortive hyung.
the words in his head formed a small blush on his face as he ripped his eyes away. his body sinking into itself while he shook his head to get rid of the thoughts.
"chan? are you coming?"
"yeah."
chan joined soonyoung, who grabbed his hand and led the two inside. chan felt giddy with the touch.
yup. a silly little crush.
Notes:
oh my fuck. writer’s block is real.
i did do research for soonyoung little rant, i do apologize if i got the story wrong.
anywho, i want to say thank you all so much for the kudos, comments, and reads.! i can’t express how much it makes my day reading your comments—i quite literally giggle and kick my feet when i see them lol.
i hope the requester enjoyed this 🫶
——updates should come more frequent but no promises. hope y’all have lovely morning/afternoon/ night. 💕
Chapter 6: stomach bug
Summary:
——everyone x junhui
tags: mpreg, stomach bug, vomiting, descriptive details, dreams of miscarriage/stillborn, fluff, angst, depression(?)side note; i did try to include every member, tried giving them all their mini moments within this oneshot. so deepest apology if one doesn’t get mention as much as the others.
title: none but y’all should listen to karma from alien stage. shout out to their songs, kept me going.
Notes:
i know my tags have already warned y’all, but please be cautious with reading this. it’s not outright sad or anything, i mean i tried with the angst but still can be triggering for some.
also i’m terribly sorry if my writing is a bit confusing. i have a way of how i write and with this chapter, i just let it flow so i do apologize if it’s a bit odd or not proper? if that make sense. i personally love this oneshot but again i have a soft spot for junhui centric lol.
hope the requester enjoys this as much as i did, it was fun to write this. i did tho, tweak some of the request but i did my best to stick to it as much as i could.
will come back to fix some grammar or whatever errors live within my writing.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
stomach bug.
— a silly little virus that causes one to experience different symptoms such as: vomiting, cramps, chills, pain the abdomen (stomach), fatigue, headaches, and ect.
or at least what junhui was going through. the male snuggled in the blanket as he clutches his stomach. a small groan of pain escaping his lips as he smashes his face into the cold pillow.
the stabbing feeling intensifying for a moment as he bit his lips to hold back any noises. it feel like hours before a hum of relief left his mouth as the pain finally decided settled.
"oh? seems like you're still not well." a voice whispers as junhui heard the door click shut, just when did they enter?
the sick male lifted his head to spot one of his hyung, seungcheol, a look of worry etched on his face. it's a perfect reaction as its now the third day of junhui being ill. seungcheol didn't like seeing any of his lovers in pain.
"i think that we should go to the doctor's. it's our day off, i'll take you myself." seungcheol said as his pressed the back of his hand onto junhui's forehead, a little too hot for his liking.
"i don't want too..i'm sure it'll pass soon."
"you said that yesterday."
junhui frowned as his hyung's statement. it hasn't passed and it sure has gotten worse, the two knew that. junhui didn't dare say anything else as he knew that his ass would lose this conversation. a simple nod was given as the sick idol lifted himself off the bed.
"hold on, let me help you," seungcheol gently assisted as he feared junhui would faint just like two days ago—give poor seokmin a scare.
"i'm not fragile."
"you're sick? it's the same thing."
again. not a word escaped junhui, no use of arguing, it's seungcheol. the pair finally made their way to the bathroom, the oldest leading the younger inside before heading off to gather an outfit. junhui sitting on the toilet as his body shivered, waiting for his hyung like a small child.
until a very familiar feeling erupted. the urge to vomit. junhui moved with speed, his body dropping onto the cold tiles as he slammed the toilet seat up. his eyes set dead on the toilet water as the chunky feeling crawled up his throat. the clear water now a nasty brown.
"oh bud."
seungcheol's voice was drowned out by junhui's gagging. the said male hunching over the toilet seat as he spewed everything he ate from the day before. seungcheol kneeled down to rub his back as it was everything he could provide at the moment.
felt like eons until junhui had released everything, his throat burning from the sudden intrusion. his hand shakily reaching for the flusher as he witness his vomit swirling away from the corner of his eye.
seungcheol caught a glimpse of his outcome, how junhui's skin was much paler with a layer of sweat. a trail of drool mix with bits of throw up leading down his chin, a simple crumble of toilet paper should do the trick.
seungcheol did as so, the leader so gentle as he wished to apply no more pain to the ill male. "it's all right, i'm here."
seungcheol's voice so soft as junhui leaned into his touch. junhui tired of everything as his eyes got heavy, "i'm sleepy."
"what about the doctor's?"
"tomorrow. i'm so tired," junhui mumbles as he didn't have the energy to withstand the aches that came from going to to the hospital.
"..junhui.."
"please? i'm tired. so tired."
junhui begs as he tucks himself into seungcheol's neck, in hopes of showing his hyung just how exhausted he was. seungcheol understood as he pressed a small kiss on the crown of his head.
"let's get you cleaned up and back in bed."
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a miracle occurred, junhui felt new. the sickness that took over him for days had just poof. the fourth oldest was up and his old self in no time, an odd thing for the others.
they had just witness junhui fighting for his life, the idol bed bound due to his body feeling weak from the commotion inside. now? he was up and running around as if nothing had occurred.
"you sure you feel better?"
mingyu asked as he went to double check to make sure nothing had passed them. junhui allowed him, the feeling of his cold hand felt nice on his forehead.
"it's gone, but we should still be careful. it could snap right back," mingyu said as he walks over to grab a water bottle. the taller handing it to his hyung, "so make sure you keep drinking water."
"i will."
and off junhui was, his hands holding a cold bottle. a wonderful feeling as it was a hot summer day. luckily, those days will be over as fall will begin quite soon.
the thoughts of fall brought a sense of warmth. junhui could feel the cool breeze hugging his face as it causes his ears and cheeks to become pink. the crunchy feeling of leaves underneath his shoes as he witness a piles of leaves jumped in by his sweet child—
the idol stopped in his tracks as he rewinds his thoughts. a child? the sudden idea of that made his stomach churn in a way of sadness as he knew the false moment would never occur for many reasons. a frown appeared before he continued his way to his room.
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darkness wrapped around their home as the stars did a little dance in the night sky. most of them sleeping soundly in their shared beds or some up doing work or whatever deemed more important than sleep.
junhui was one of the sleeping ones. his body curled against seokmin. the vocalist holding the oldest close to him. as their third youngest, seungkwan, rested next to seokmin, with his arms reaching out to junhui from his place.
the three cozy and in world of peace as they drowned into nice and welcoming peace that slept provided. even allowing junhui's mind to create a dream,
———
it started so simple and calm, the idol awaking in a bed. his eyes weren't welcomed with a familiar scene. junhui looking around for any clue of where he is, only to be greeted with minghao.
the awake male staring at the sleeping one for a bit until a knock was heard. junhui's head snapped towards it, his legs automatically swinging off the bed. it was as if he couldn't do anything to stop himself.
before any objection could occur, his hand landed on the doorknob and twisted it. junhui braced himself for anything but what he didn't expect was a little boy and a little girl. the two standing in matching pjs as they held hands. an adorable scene.
"papa! we can't sleep."
"w-what?"
"can we sleep with you and bàba?"
the little girl pleads with puppy eyes. clear to anyone that she had cried. the little boy was no better, his eyes still watered as he clung so tightly to his sister.
"of course."
and with a finger snap, the scene changed. junhui was sitting in the living room with a cup of coffee, his eyes just watching the little boy and little girl playing with toys. so much toys, a lot for only two kids.
his mind confused to what was happening, no answers were given and no questions were asked as he couldn't open his mouth. he was stuck repeating the same actions: flipping pages, drinking his coffee, and offering smiles to the children if they look at him.
suddenly the front door opened. all three heads snapped to only be greeted by soonyoung. wait. where's minghao?
"appa! you're back!"
"of course, i'm back. i only went to pick up dinner?"
"yeah.! but you took forever!"
the little girl pouted as she pulled the hem of soonyoung’s shirt. the sight of her made junhui's heart swell. "sweetie, don't do that. you'll cause your dad to fall." junhui spoke as he places his cup on the side table.
"sorry, papa."
junhui watched the pair wonder off to the kitchen, about to follow him until he, himself, felt a tug. the male turning to see the little boy just starring at him. "what's wrong, my boy?"
junhui asks as he crouches down to the boy's height. the little boy not uttering anything until he finally opens his mouth,"do you know my name?"
name? junhui didn't know or so he thought, "what a silly question. you, my boy, are yeong-su."
"good job, papa!"
the little boy giggles as he runs away from junhui. the idol blinking before getting up, "wait up for me!"
junhui turned around and froze, his eyes shutting as he was greeted with a bright light. the next moment, his eyes opened to see he was laying down.
his mind was cloudy with the sounds of beating and chatting echoing around him. the male eyes felt heavy as he looked around to see anything that could help him piece anything.
his eyes were greeted with the sight of joshua and vernon, the two dressed in gowns and masks as they stared off somewhere. junhui tried to speak but he felt weak and his brain wouldn't allow it.
a sudden cry caught his attention. junhui felt his eyes shift around to see the source of where the noise was coming from. the noise was from a newborn, a newborn that was coming towards him. joshua was holding it, a wet smile on his face as he leans closer to him.
"look at our little girl, yi ran , you create her, thank you."
so small she was, the view of her made junhui tear up. the sound of her crying was music to his ear as he lifted his arms to grasp her. to hold such a tiny little human, one who he had helped create.
joshua handed her to him. the two immediately connect in silence. her little head placed on his chest as he holds her so close, not ever dreaming of letting her go.
a kiss placed on his head from who? he couldn't care, his attention was on the little one in his arms. not even the sudden pressure he felt could tear his eyes away. she needed him just like he needed her. this single moment, junhui swore with his everything to keep her safe.
nothing could ruin this bond.
"why isn't he crying?!"
nothing just nothing.
"please! what's happening with our boy?!"
absolutely nothing.
"do everything! we can't lose our boy!"
just junhui and his little girl.
wait. where's his boy?
"y-yeong-su? where's my boy?" junhui weakly asks as he snapped out his traces and looks around. met with the sight of vernon and joshua clinging onto each other as they sobbed.
junhui's grip got a bit tighter on his girl as he slowly repeated his question, "where's my boy? my sweet little boy, where is he?"
his voice ignored as the sounds of shuffling and talking got louder. the crying from his lovers intensified. junhui didn't move as he felt himself stuck. he wished to no longer be here, he wanted to move on.
his eyes squeezed in hopes of hopping into another dream and he did. junhui was greeted by a nursery. it was colorful and full of life, clearly lived in. a small smile on his lips as he walked in, his hands dragging against the crib.
his eyes just scanning around to only stop at a frame. his smile dropped as he felt his chest tighten. his eyes watering at the sight of a handprint and footprint along with an ultrasound. the frame made of flowers as angel wings were painted behind it.
yeong-su,
written so perfectly below the items to represent their little boy. the idol's leg gave out as he dropped onto the ground. a sob turned into wails as he crumbles. his weeps getting louder with the seconds as his face gets messy with tears and snot.
the pain was indescribable.
"papa?"
a voice made junhui stop with ease as if the immense sadness that covered him was gone with a snap. junhui turned to it and was greeted with the little girl, his little girl. or at least most of his little girl, her face was gone.
the sight made junhui stiff as if his mind was racing for any action to take. the little girl nearing towards him, "papa?"
junhui's mouth opened and with that——
dream over.
a scream erupted in the bedroom as a figure sat up with sweat and tears running down his face. his breathing heavy as he flinched when a hand placed itself on his shoulder.
"jesus! you scared us. are you okay?"
junhui looked around as his hands grasp onto the cotton sheets. a way to ground himself from the nightmare that he dreamt. his eyes meeting two tired idols, seokmin and seungkwan.
"i'm sorry. i..i just had a bad dream."
"it's fine. you want to talk about it?"
seungkwan, quick to reassure and comfort him like always.
"i can't recall..i just had the oddest nightmare. l-let's just go back to bed..."
junhui laid down facing away from the two. his eyes closing shut as he hoped his actions could convince the others to do the same. he didn't wish to speak of what was dreamt, he would break if asked.
it worked as he felt seokmin cuddle him once again. junhui allier himself to melt within the hold as he felt his eyes sting. the dreams still lingered in the back of his mind but they were just dreams right? nothing to worry about. nothing at all.
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he was wrong. sleepless nights were all junhui had. the same nightmare occurring. not a single thing changed until the very end; either his dear little girl would be gone or his little boy..sometimes both.
a tormenting pain would bloom in his chest for a second when his eyes opened. a second there and gone, but that second felt like his whole world was tore apart like someone ripped out his ability to be happy or to love.
and that someone was junhui, the idol, slowly lost himself. his body shutting down as he didn't wish to move for quite some time. it worried his members real fast, they tried their best to keep him from seeping deeper into the darkness that grasp him.
their actions so kind and sweet that it brings junhui guilt. a stupid nightmare ripped him apart and he's allowing it. allowing it to control his life, his movements, and his damn emotions. the urge to make it all disappear and erase it from his mind was growing as he watched the way his boyfriends were wary around him.
one day, junhui was tucked away on the couch. his legs pressed against his chest as his head rested on his knees. the dancer watching a show for the first time in a while. in fact, it was the first time he wasn't stuck in a room just wallowing in sorrow.
his members out doing what was needed, leaving him alone as he was put on hiatus. lonely it was but the feeling of seeing his loves come home one by one was a nice one. speaking of that, the front door was opening.
junhui's eyes snapped up to see vernon and chan, the two walking side by side as they laughed about something. their laughter brought a sense of happiness to junhui.
"oh! hyung! i wasn't expecting you here, we were gonna surprise you with one of your favortive foods," chan whined as he waddled towards junhui. a takeout bag in his hand as he sat down. vernon smiled at him before disappearing to do whatever.
"ah. thank you, you didn't have to."
"it's no problem. i know you've been struggling to eat so we thought your favorite food would be great."
"what did i do to deserve the two of you," junhui whispers as he fixed his position to be able to press a kiss on chan's head, "thank you."
"i don't know, i think you're just lucky or handsome? but who cares, enjoy your food, i'll be back just gotta change."
chan joked as he got up and left just leaving junhui with a paused show and food. his favorite food. the thought of it made his stomach grumble so he took it out and opened it to be greeted with stinky tofu.
the smell was offensive to his nose. a gag actually escaped his mouth as he shoved the takeout on the coffee table. the sudden gag made goosebump cover his body as he got up to escape the awful smell. he knew stinky tofu was bound to have an off putting smell too it but he was so used it.
now, it was truly unsettling. his stomach felt upset with it and it didn't help as the smell spread with the air. the gagging came back and with that junhui ran to the nearest bathroom. the oldest almost slipping as he rushed into the room and threw up everything.
everything spewing out was rough on the idol. junhui felt his eyes water as he finished up, his head throbbing as he pulled away from the toilet. the thumping on the side of his head getting stronger as his vision got a bit blurry. fuck.
and before he knew it, he was out. no warning or anything.
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beeping. murmuring. whispers, was what welcomed him when he awoke. his eyes fluttering open as he let out a small hiss from
the harsh lights. his vision finally adjusting as he was greeted with worried faces.
"you're awake."
a voice reeled him out of his haze. junhui turned to spot joshua, sitting beside him. the two locking eyes before junhui broke the staring session. "where am i?"
"in the hospital. junhui, why didn't you tell us?"
"tell you what?" junhui asked as he gently got himself up, his arms feeling as if they would buckle at any damn moment.
"that you're pregnant."
what.
junhui felt his whole world freeze as his hands subconsciously reached for his stomach. his hands trembling as he tried to feel for a bump or anything that could hint such an accusation. the idol panicking as he felt nothing but a flat surface, the hospital gown crumpling underneath the sudden pressure.
junhui felt his eyes tear up as he started to pat around his stomach just hoping for a feeling. after all, babies kick when they feel contact..right? but junhui didn't feel any kick nor movement.
"junhui? hey, it's okay. we're not mad. none of us are, just shocked. that’s it"
joshua was the first to reach out as he noticed how junhui froze. the taller having tears run down his cheeks as he spaced out. his words doing nothing as the sadden idol didn't dare break out of his daze.
joshua glancing up to seokmin and vernon, the two sharing the same look as him. the oldest ordering the two to go and get seungcheol or jeonghan even a doctor if they can.
the duo hurried out of the room and joshua felt a hand on his. the american turning to see junhui still spacing out but grasping onto him. before a word could be said, joshua's hand was placed on junhui's stomach.
"c-can you feel anything? tell me you can feel something..please."
joshua couldn't and junhui knew. the duo stayed in silence as if they were mourning. their heads bowed as their eyes lingered on the soulless stomach of junhui. the said male felt his lips wobble as the flashbacks of his nightmares sudden felt like a reality.
"j-junnie..i'm sure, they're sleeping. seokmin and vernon are grabbing the doctor. it's going to alright, everything will be alright..i know everything will ok—"
junhui burst into sobs as he turns to embrace joshua cutting the male off of his words. his cries getting louder as joshua just held him close. the oldest afraid that if his grip loosened, junhui would fade away.
everything will be okay, right?
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it's turn joshua was right. now sat between wonwoo and woozi was a heavily pregnant junhui. the said man wearing an oversized shirt of mingyu as he awaited a plate of snack. his boyfriends have been treating him like royalty ever since it was confirmed by the doctors.
reason for it the baby's quietness was just cause it was a lazy one during the day but a living machine during the night. junhui learned that the hardest as it was like an on switch once everyone figure out his was carrying. the baby treated it like an introduce and went crazy with the movements.
junhui loved it, yeah getting a kick in the ribs hurt but he preferred it over the stillness. and his boyfriends adored it too. woozi was one that never stopped placing his hand on his round tummy. the lyricist always wrapping his arms and tracing shapes to which their baby replies back with flutter kicks.
"alright, i got some pickles and chocolate for the lovely junnie."
mingyu came in with a platter of his oh so lovely cravings, such thing that made his mind go haywire if not given. junhui smiled as he placed the plate on his lap, his mouth watering at the sight.
the pickle must go before the chocolate, it was his rule. the squishiness and hardness of both the edible items were a texture nightmare but the taste..now that was a dream. the vinegar and sweetness yet bitterness was a combo that some weren't to keen on but to junhui, it was like an explosion of colors in his mouth.
the idol's eye became moon crescent while he smiled as best as he could with a mouthful. the view of junhui was enteral to his boyfriends. junhui was beyond beautiful before his pregnancy. the idol taking each of their breath away at some points of their lives together. now, with the glow and softness that came with pregnancy, junhui was captivating. just damn pretty for anyone to handle, all of them suffering silently at his presence.
"why do you like this combo so much?"
" i don't like it, the baby does," junhui babbles as he swallows the last bit of his bite. the male reaching for more as he kept eating
with joy and no care for anyone's opinion.
his answer made the trio laugh as just how ridiculous the answer was. yes, their baby could love such an odd combo but in reality, their junhui was always peculiar with his food choices. though, how could they argue? if it pleases junhui, then it pleases them too.
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"i've gotten fat."
junhui blubbers as he stood in front of the mirror. the said male was going out on a date with his hyungs but at the moment nothing was fitting him. each shirt clung too tightly aroumd his round belly for liking and the pants were too hard to put on. he didn't like bending down as it gave him the urge to use the bathroom and also it was very hard to get up.
now he just stood with an oversized shirt that they had to purchase as he no longer fit into mingyu's or wonwoo's clothes. junhui was only 7 months and he was huge, so fucking huge that he himself was disgusted by it. [he wasn't, not to his boyfriends, they adore just how round their lover was and worshipped the fuck out it]
"junnie, you haven't—"
"don't lie to me! im a whale," junhui wails as he rubs his eyes that release more tears with each motion. his cries getting louder and heavier as he no longer wished to look at himself and go out. no innocent person deserves to be greeted by his ugliness.
"well at least you're a cute one?"
junhui stopped his crying session as he snapped his head to seungcheol who was currently being scolded silently by the joshua. the said male yanking the leader out of the room. the pregnant male's brain froze as he allowed himself to take in whatever nonsense was just spoken.
"he thinks i'm a whale?"
his lips wobbled as he glanced at himself once more. his vision getting blurry as he soaked in his boyfriend's words, "i am a whale! i'm fat whale!"
"no! no not at all, baby. don't listen to that fucker over there, you aren't one. you look absolutely breathtaking," jeonghan rushed to junhui's side, the oldest cupping his sobbing boyfriend's face as he tries to hush him.
junhui tried to stop his cries too but lately he's been too emotional for everything, it wasn't funny. "b-but c-cheolie said i was a cute whale..a wh-whale, hyung!"
"but junnie, whales are the most enchanting creatures to ever swim the waters. they're quite jaw dropping once seen, a beautiful and kind thing."
"re-really?"
"really. they're such lovely beings, so wonderful and i even heard that they are very protective over their babies. keeping them safe and warm with so much love..kinda reminds me of you."
jeonghan's words calming down the sad male. junhui letting out small sniffles as he leans into the hold. jeonghan's thumb wiping away the stray tears as junhui just stares at him, "do i really remind you of them?"
"yup. junnie, our strong and gorgeous boyfriend, who's carrying our future. i don't think any words or gifts could show our deepest appreciation." jeonghan pressed a soft kiss of love on junhui's forehead. the male no longer crying as his face heated up with a slight embarrassment.
"i shouldn't have overreacted..i probably made cheolie feel bad. "
jeonghan chuckled as he pulled junhui into a tight hug, "he understands. we know you can't control how you feel..oh what are we suppose to do with you?"
"mm? cherish me and make me feel pretty?"
"oh sounds that's a bit hard but i think we can do that."
jeonghan teased earning himself a little pinch from junhui, who mumbles 'you jerk' into his shoulder. the oldest laughing at his remark before his hand slid down to caress the bump. his fingers gently dancing across the stretched skin that protected their new chapter from the dangers.
Notes:
just wanted to state that this was 4.5k words lol. and i do want to say sorry for taking so long to update, writer’s block is strangling me at the moment. it took me almost month to write this, so i think i might go on a mini break?
i wouldn’t call it a break as i’ll post requests but it just will take forever as again writer’s block is making me their bitch at the moment and that i’m busy. my summer plans came true so i don’t have much free time BUT i will fulfill everyone’s request, please have faith within me.
again, thank you all so very much for the support and requests, truly love them and i will write them. so wait for me and my slow ass, i will have each one done as none will left behind…hopefully.
Chapter 7: dress up darling.
Summary:
——minghao x chan
tags: fluff, lots of fluff, dollification(?), a bit of sexual tension(?), it’s mostly fluff lol, non-idol au.side note: this isn’t a request, just something i cooked up a while ago and decided y’all should be fed since it’s been a while. these two are so adorbs, so hope y’all enjoy it.
title: none but y’all should totes support xdinary heroes and xlov’s upcoming albums 🗣️🗣️🙏🙏
Notes:
holy heck. it’s been awhile..
my bad y’all, uh totes sorry.
but if i may explain myself, down below ⬇️also beware of the errors, ill fix it one day. it won’t be today nor in the future lol.
Chapter Text
hello, it's me.
and this is an author's note.
absolutely despise these little shits but i must do one for this.
let's cut to the point: i'm lacking severely and lost all motivation for this oneshot. i've went way beyond my comfort zone for this book, now no one is getting their shit written. i'm just overwhelmed with it all and it's stressing me out too much. forgiveness is being asked but totally understand the disappointment some of y’all might be feeling.
and to be truthful, i don't think i'll be visiting back anyone's list? if i've already wrote you something form your list, i'm probably not going to write anymore from it. maybe i'll bounce back when i'm done with everyone's request but with that going forwards;
if you wrote a list of requests, do point out the one that your truly want written. i know it's unfair to the one's i did first but at this point, i'm doing this for my own mental being. if y'all ain't fucking with that then i'm kindly gotta have to ask y'all to take your list someone else.
anywho, hope you enjoy this small oneshot
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dollification, he heard of it even search it. a whole fixation of turning one's lover into a doll either for the fetish or joy of it. minghao, his boyfriend, did it for the art of it. chan didn't mind it though, he enjoyed sitting in front of mirror for hours while being spoiled.
he loved the feeling of the soft bristles in his hair, enjoyed how the brushes felt on his face. the way minghao was so ever gentle with him when he helped him changed made him swoon. chan wouldn't change it for anything after all it made his minghao very happy.
the two were getting ready for a photo shoot, something minghao did on the side. quite popular the two were as many praised for their beauty, art, and love.
"my beautiful boy, so pretty for me."
minghao mumbles under his breath as he finishes touching up chan's makeup. it was a much softer appearance with lots of blush to give him a rosy look. chan just smiled as he felt a small kiss being press under his jaw. minghao was always so very affectionate during his transformations——not saying he wasn't normally, that man kisses the very floor chan walks on.
"let's get you changed."
"what shall you put me in?"
chan asked as carefully got up, not wanting to ruin any of his boyfriend's hard work. minghao forms a grin as he walks out of their shared room and into the room of his crafts. inside awaited a dress that had the oldest work for a month. the use of an old nightgown had made this masterpiece.
"i found it, now we'll take pictures outside so i'll find a nice coat to match with this but for now, let's get in this dress. what do you think, my doll?"
chan's eyes widened as he met his outfit for the day, "i..love it, you always outdo yourself. i'm sure this one will be brought the mere moment you post it for sell."
minghao stared at the way chan's eyes never once left the dress. the way those doe eyes brighten at the sight of it was enough to tell minghao. his boyfriend was never against giving away the dress that were crafted for him but at times, minghao had always wonder if he wished to keep one or two for himself.
"i'm not selling this one, it's for you only."
"eh?! but minghao, this would do numbers! your fans will adore this one—"
"yes they will but i made this one for you and only you. i thought of you during the process. you also fell in love with the nightgown, it belongs to you."
chan's lips quivered into a shy smile as he looks away. his heart beating a bit faster as he felt flustered with the gift, "you spoil me too much. what did i do to deserve you?"
"i don't know and i don't care. as long as i'm yours, i couldn't care any less," minghao mumbles as he sets the dress onto wall hanger. not risking any chances of wrinkles nor tears. his hands gently taking chan back into his embrace, pressing a careful kiss on his hair. "let's get you ready, the sun's about to set and it would be a waste to let this day pass us."
and with that, chan allowed minghao to undress him. shivers being spent down his spines. the coldness of his boyfriend's hand sent his skin jumping from the difference in temperature. kisses as small apologies being pepper across his skin. the two silent as their own presence was enough to speak for the both.
"my doll, you look so pretty."
minghao whispered, his voice raspy as he finally spoke in what felt like forever. he tugged on the tights to make sure they were on straight. his fingers dancing along chan's tan skin as they slowly caressed his hips. it was a part of the routine for dress up, minghao would gently feel up chan with so much love. while chan took it with a shy smile.
"minghao..the sun's about to go down.." chan speaks so quietly as he felt his breath hitch. the feeling of his boyfriend's lips on his neck sent chills up his spine. " i'm sorry, you’re just so breathtaking. let me just enjoy you like this," minghao's hands trailing down to the hem of the nightgown. his fingers slowly creeping up the dress as he went to caress the exposed skin.
"ming-minghao..we still need to do the ph-photoshoot..ah! stop that tickles!" chan tried to repress his boyfriend by shoving him away from him but minghao was keen on keeping him close. the older male started nibbling chan's shoulder; the action was ticklish to the younger.
"such pretty giggles," minghao's mutters. his brain hazy with the smell of his lover. the soft fragrance of his perfume, the smell of coconut overcame his senses. the feeling of his soft skin underneath his very fingers overwhelmed him. only he (and his followers) had the pleasure of seeing chan dolled up; yet, only he had the honors of undressing him.
"minghao..let's not waste your efforts and take the pictures"
the comment made minghao's head shot up. his eyes linking up with chan's. his boyfriend's face so flushed from his actions, it caused a sense of pride in his chest.
"why? i'm not even selling this dress?"
"yeah but your followers love seeing your progress!"
minghao shook his head, his fingers slipping out from the gown as he went to cup chan's chin. not too rough as minghao could never dare hurt chan. "no. i dont think i want them seeing you like this."
"you're being too protective again~"
chan whined as he shakes his head out minghao’s grab. the youngest wrapping his hands around his boyfriend's waist. his fingers almost touching each other, something he had always found amusing. minghao had the perfect body to suit his outfits while chan was a bit broader but he was so insistent that the latter wore them.
"yeah i am? anyone with common sense would agree, either way, you only have half of the outfit on. less work for me to take off— ow!"
"you're such a perv!" chan cries out as he pinches the sides of minghao. minghao let out a laugh as he lead the two to their bed, yanking the younger onto his lap. the oldest shoving his face into chan’s shoulder once more.
"for you? always."
minghao’s voice muffled as his lips were smooshed against his lover’s warm skin. chan let out a laugh before pressing a small kiss on top of minghao’s head.
"you’re lucky i love you."
"i know."
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