in which he tried to kiss you, only for you to use your hand to cover his lips. how would he react?
featuring : seventeen ot13 ! (separately)
cw : gn!reader, fluff, kissing, suggestive & angst if you squint, grammar mistakes are to be expected as english is not my first language, they're all silly, some are longer than others😀
a/n : i desperately need more ot13 reacts
s.coups: after hanging out for quite some time with his friends, all he wanted to do was to go home and rest comfortably on his bed with you. it wasn't like he hated hanging out, he was just too tired. so, the moment you opened the door for him, he immediately latched onto you—pushing the door using his leg as he tried to kiss you.
that was until your hand suddenly came up to cover his lips, making him froze in place. what? why did you even do that? he furrowed his brows, lips pouting before he pulled your wrist away—pulling you closer against him as he finally kissed you.
jeonghan: the atmosphere was warm, you were spending time with each other and enjoying each other's presence on the couch. in fact, he enjoyed spending quality time with you so much that he couldn't help but to lean closer to kiss you—well, not until he felt the cold surface of your palm..
he'd raise his brows at the audacity, then he would just pull away from you, leaving you on the couch. fine. two can play at that game. he won't even pull your wrist away, much less pout at you for doing that. he'd just ignore you until you beg him for a kiss.
joshua: in the midst of sharing sincere, loving words with each other, joshua couldn't help but to stare at your lips to the point he subconsciously leaned in closer to kiss you—only for you to stop him with your hand. he'd pull away, hands still on your shoulders as he stared at you wide-eyed (you know what expression i'm talking about, lol).
the audacity, he thought. he ended up just leaving a kiss on your knuckles. what? you want one on the lips? sorry, but he's never giving you one—smiling to himself as you whined.
junhui: he thought you were just so pretty—sitting in front of the vanity as you fixed your hair—getting ready for your date tonight. he approached you closer from behind, hands on your shoulders as he leaned down to kiss you. that is, before you stopped him with your hand. he immediately crooked his brows.
excuse me? why would you stop him like that? jun didn't know why, but he immediately apologized awkwardly as he tried to think of whatever he did wrong for you to do that. you only laughed before finally giving him the kiss he wanted.
hoshi: well, good luck with this man. waking up with hoshi always consisted of him leaning closer to you, whispering sweet words like how pretty you look today (despite just waking up a few minutes ago), and how much he wished he could look at your face every second of the day. then, he'd close the gap with a kiss against your lips. this time, however, you covered his lips with your hand.
he's shocked, offended, and gasping dramatically as he pulled away. he immediately hits you with barrages of questions—do you not love him anymore? have you found someone else? was he that bad at kissing you? does his breath smell right now?!
he was asking so many questions that you'd have to shut him up with a kiss, which just made him all giggly. now you'd have to endure him until he's kissing you senseless.
wonwoo: he spends his time playing games at home while you usually lounge on the bed, watching him play. but this time, you decided to surprise him by giving him his favorite meal you cooked yourself, placing it carefully beside his keyboard. he broke into a smile in the middle of fighting the enemy, before making his character go into a secluded corner so he could go AFK and kiss you as a form of gratitude. but then you placed your hand on his lips—catching him off guard.
why did you even do that? his lips would turn into a small frown before he pulls you in by your waist, making you almost stumble into his lap. he won't even say anything—he'd just stare at you with that same, frowning look before you finally gave in out of guilt. is this what people call guilt-tripping?
woozi: really, he's in his element the moment he sat down on that swivel chair—fingers immediately set on the mouse as he checked the tracks he had been working on for the past few days. he hummed to the tune of music playing in the background before his lips quirked up slightly into a smile at the sight of you entering the studio. it's not new for you to approach him during work—asking him what he was working on as you circled your arms around his neck, listening to him talking about his songs.
he'd push his chair back just slightly, tilting his head back to kiss you. but then you placed a hand on his lips, to which he raised a brow at that. why did you even do that? he won't stop asking why until you gave him a reason. he'd just sigh, asking you what was the point of that. yet he couldn't help but to feel a little disappointed.
you laughed at the change in tone before hugging him tighter and leaning down to kiss him. suddenly, he dodged your kiss—giving you a taste of your own medicine. not so funny now, huh?
dokyeom: poor guy. after coming home from an exhausting but fun trip with you, all he wanted was to lay down on your bed while keeping you close—not caring about the messy state of your unpacked suitcases. he pulled you in closer once he felt your fingers gently threading through his hair, tilting his head up so he would be able to land a soft kiss to your lips. that is until you covered his lips with your hand—earning a surprised hum from him.
frankly speaking, he felt a little disappointed by the gesture. so, instead of being stubborn and leaning in for a kiss, he decided to lower his head with a small smile. you frowned, finally lifting up his head so you would be able to pepper his face with kisses. you would never do this prank again.
mingyu: it's almost embarrassing how quickly his smile turned into a pout the moment your hand landed on his lips. it's unfair, he thought. he had to endure practicing extra today, only to come home being denied his kiss? what is this, hell? he would rather go back to practice again if you keep doing that.
you only laughed at his dramatic reaction, finally giving him a soft kiss before pulling away with an apology. he didn't respond much—opting to pull you into another kiss. to make up for the teasing earlier, he said.
minghao: for some reason, minghao woke up early in the morning to go for a morning jog with you. you questioned what the occasion was, but he said that he just felt like it, and that it would be healthy for the body anyway. after an hour of jogging, you finally returned home all sweaty and tired. instead of immediately washing up, however, you decided to lay down on the couch for a few minutes to cool down. it's better to shower when your body has cooled down anyway, he said.
though, minghao couldn't stop staring at you as you rambled on about what you saw at the jog earlier—like the cats on the sidewalk, that one cafe you've been wanting to visit, and.. wait, what did you talk about? because minghao couldn't resist kissing you.
you stopped him midway, putting your hand on his lips. he raised his brows before rolling his eyes, finally standing up from the couch to shower. he didn't care that you whined for him to come back—he's never kissing you again.
seungkwan: the moment you walked through the door with a suspiciously wide smile on your face, was the moment seungkwan realized you probably had something planned. he tensed up—gripping the mic tighter than intended as he stared at your mischievous expression. why were you even trying to do something sinister while he was doing karaoke in his free time?! after an unnecessarily long silence, he decided it would be best to just ignore you. it turns out that you weren't even planning on doing anything—only sitting down on the couch to admire him from behind.
once he finished his much needed karaoke session after so much stress, he sat with you on the couch, suddenly leaning in for a kiss as a way to show how much he missed you. but then, suddenly, you placed your hand on his lips, which caught him off guard. his eyes went wide, brows furrowed, and he looked like he immediately wanted to explode into a series of whys dramatically—before suddenly laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation.
he ended up prying your hand away, leaning in closer to give the once denied kiss as he wrapped his arms around your waist.
vernon: it was never easy for you to pull a prank on him. it wasn't like he'd immediately notice what you were trying to do, it was more so that he wouldn't react much—so the efforts would be done in vain. however, after scrolling through your phone for what felt like an hour, you found the perfect prank for him.
as he walked through your shared bedroom with his phone in hand—his eyes immediately set on you before he laid down next to you, one hand wrapping around your waist loosely while the other on his phone. you thought of many ways to make him want to kiss you, and you decided that you'd just be the one to lean in first. he noticed your face inching closer to him, so he turned his head sideways, trying to give you a soft kiss.
only for you to pull away slightly while covering his lips. you blinked a few times, trying to gauge his reaction. but the more you stared at him, the more he blinked back at you, confused as to what you were doing. well, there are many other ways to prank him anyway.
dino: midnight rides with him were always so fun. it was a way for the two of you to unwind, going out without coming home drained, and just spending time with each other in general. he'd sing and drive on the driver's seat, while you'd sit on the passenger's seat, staring at the rearview mirror while fixing your look. he couldn't help but to stare at how effortlessly pretty you were—and since the traffic lights were showing red, he decided to pull you in and give you a kiss.
well, he tried, at least. it was until he felt your palm against his lips that he opened his eyes—wide in disbelief. he'd cover his mouth, gasping dramatically as if he just experienced the top ten worst things on earth, and this is number one on the list. you giggled at his reaction, finally pulling him back in by his collar to kiss him on his lips. by the time he pulled away, the cars behind him were already honking.
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i am currently incredibly ill. my dear snow, could you do me a big favor and maybe write some headcanons for tormund and/or spencer reid taking care of their sick signficant other? thaaaaankkssss
Oh gosh! I hope you're okay and get better soon! Being sick truly sucks, sending you hugs and kisses though! 🫶 Also, I'll do Tormund here, and then maybe do a separate one with Reid, if you'd like!! Also I'm so sorry this took so long to get to, my brain has not been braining recently 🥲
Tormund taking care of sick!reader.
➵ He notices immediately. Whether you're shivering just a little too much, despite being wrapped up in way too many furs, or throwing up whatever you ate moments before. Even then, he knows before that.
➵ Good luck doing anything whilst you're sick. He will not be letting you lift a finger. If you try, he'll let you for a moment, before swooping in and taking over for you.
➵ Hand feeds you stew he terribly made.
➵ He lets you sprawl out across his chest to sleep. Even if you're hotter than the sun itself, sweaty and messy, his chest is your nap spot forever.
➵ Also in addition, you will no doubt be spending most of your time curled up in his lap or tucked against his side.
➵ You may have legs, but by the seven this man will not let you use them. He will carry you. Anywhere you need to go. He saw you wobble whilst standing up once and refuses to let you stand on your own until you feel better
➵ This man has seen the worst of the worst, he will clean up after you if you don't make it to whatever you claimed as your sick bucket during this time
➵ He also helps you bathe. He gets a bit touchy, but never takes it too far because you're ill. Just light, teasing touches here and there as he cleans you
➵ I imagine with a high born!reader he sees her as quite delicate in a stupidly sweet way.
➵ He barely trusts Maester's and will probably take you to a Wildling healer (ik there's a proper name for this but I can't remember what it is so hush). But also, he's a Wildling. He knows his way around a tough fever or cold.
➵ I feel like he'd swaddle you in furs. Just sort of wrap you up in them until you're all cozy.
➵ He's so happy when you start feeling better. Not because he doesn't want to look after you anymore, but because he hated seeing you so uncomfortable and in pain. So the moment he catches glimpse of your usual smile, he's very pleased
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!
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*You aren't in a relationship*
𝐷𝑎𝑛𝑦
・Your quarters weren't too far from her own, and although she usually knocked, today she did not.
・You were wrestling with the piece of clothing, muttering curses when Dany opened the door and walked straight in
"Oh! I apologise-" she said quickly, though not before she looked you over once more.
・You were even more flustered now. Your damned clothes were too difficult and now the Queen, whom you had loved ever since you met her, had seen your naked rear-end.
𝑆𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑟
・You had gotten a room at an inn
・With such high occupany, you had to share the room
・It was just after supper and you were changing into something more comfortable.
・The door creaked open and you were stark naked.
・You squeaked. And tried to hold some material against your form
・Sandor just stood there, huffed and turned around.
"It's not anything I haven't seen before..." he mumbled, trying to keep his composure.
・You threw a pillow at his head.
𝐽𝑜𝑛
・Your door was slightly ajar when you started to undress. There weren't many people in Winterfell's castle and you didn't think there would be anyone to bother you
・You were completely wrong.
・While undoing the buttons on your clothing, there was a slight knock and then the door was swung open
・You gasped, turning around and using your clothes to put something against exposure
"I- I'm sorry-" Jon hesitated and tried to say something else but his words came out jumbled
"Jon?" You said with mild humour
"Yes, yes, no, yes, okay, I'm going to leave-"
𝑆𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑎
・Well-mannered and composed, that's what Sansa had been, up to this point.
・She had walked in on you, and you had been utterly naked.
・Sansa kept repeating her apologies, over and over again. Her hand was in front of her face and she moved toward the door.
・The door had swung closed when she first came in. And somehow, now, she couldn't get the door to open
"I-, I'm-"
"It's okay," you said with heated cheeks. You quickly put something easy over your head and then suddenly the door opened.
・And Sansa ran out.
𝐽𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒
・The thoughts in his head were absolutely filthy.
・He wanted you badly. And it was obvious when he walked in on you.
・He swore underneath his breath, a yearning so fierce was felt in his bones.
"Jaime!" You yelled, hiding behind your wardrobe.
・He let out chuckle and nodded.
"My apologies."
𝑇𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑑
・The tent was warm as you changed, from snow covered clothes into slightly less snow covered clothes
・Tormund opened the tent's flap and halted where he stood.
"Mmm," he groaned. Not able to look away.
"Tormund, I swear-" You growled, picking up your dagger and throwing it at his feet.
"I will leave now," he said smirking. Except he picked up your dagger and placed it on your bed.
𝐵𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑒
・Back straight and walking with purpose, Brienne needed you for plans around the castle.
・She knocked, and waited for an answer.
・Thinking she had heard you, she walked in and instantly panicked.
"I thought you said-" She started but her usual composure started to crack.
・You slipped your night clothes back on and couldn't stop yourself from feeling bad for Brienne. Even though it should be you, who felt embarrassed.
・But you could never feel embarrassed around Brienne, she made you feel at ease, all the time.
"It's okay, I'm clothed!"
𝑂𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑛
・It was early morning, the sun had only just risen and you were getting dressed for the day
・You hadn't even realised Oberyn had come in until he said:
"You look even better without clothes, my dear."
・You jumped, heart racing at the sudden noise
"What-" You said, unaware of Oberyn's comment. You were too engrossed in trying to calm down
"Sorry for disturbing you, love," and then he disappeared.
・You had to sit down, you had calmed but noticed that you had been completely composed.
