The brightest Hoshi

| Kenzie, She/Her, 17 | My Sunshine

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12 || cuddling when it’s cold

❆ pairing: chwe vernon x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 288

❆ a/n: first vern piece !! hehe (and not how this header is different than the rest shhh)

The light outside is dim and blue when your body wakes you with a shiver that runs down your body, something that’s happened too frequently lately even despite the multitude of blankets added to yours and Vernon’s bed for cold nights and mornings such as these.

You wiggle under the covers, tucking your legs up to your chest and your sheets under them. Your shifting rouses Vernon, and he grumbles, wrapping an arm around you to get you to still. You don’t attempt to squirm, welcoming the warmth he exudes happily.

“Cold?” He inquires, mumbled words against your skin, and you assent. “Heat’s probably broken again.” 

He shifts so you can both lie more comfortably for the remainder of your morning, brushing against your cold legs, and exclaiming softly at the frigid temperature of them.

“Sorry.” You whisper, and he shakes his head, returning to his previous position so he could transfer some warmth to where you needed.

“Don’t be.”

Still, you untangle your legs from his, feeling bad, and he huffs, while you smile apologetically.

“I probably should go check first and see anyway if it is broken, so we know to call the landlord later.” You sigh, twisting out reluctantly from his grasp, but Vernon tugs you back, hugging you protectively.

“Vern.”

“Shh.” His eyes are shut, unrelenting in his grip. “Too early. And if you leave then I’ll be cold.”

“But-”

“Shh.”

Sighing, you sink back into his embrace, and you don’t miss the smile that graces his lips as you huddle closer to him. Silence falls, and you think he goes back to sleep as you listen to his slow breathing, but he murmurs soon after.

“I can keep you warm just like this.” 

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11 || christmas morning

❆ pairing: boo seungkwan x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 250

❆ a/n: merry christmas everyone!!! be happy and stay safe <33

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

To say you’re woken up by Seungkwan is an understatement. 

Being woken up by Seungkwan is with breakfast in bed, or cuddles, or kisses peppered on your cheeks. On Christmas morning, however, you’re shaken awake instead.

He leaps on top of your sleeping form, rustling the sheets and your grasping your shoulders.

“Merry Christmas!” Seungkwan croons into your ear loudly, and you groan.

“Go away.”

“Geez, where’s your holiday spirit?” He frowns, unimpressed.

“Sleeping like every other normal person!”

“Well, you’re awake now, so…” Seungkwan trails off, shrugging. 

“But it’s Christmas.” You whine, pulling the blanket up over your face. “Did you forget we can sleep in today?” 

Seungkwan sits back, unimpressed. 

“I already let you sleep in longer than I should’ve. I want to open gifts now and see what you got me!” 

“You’re worse than a little kid.” You groan, and he leans over you, putting his face near yours. 

“So you don’t want to see what I got you either?”

“Suddenly, I’m wide awake.” You lurch upwards, consequently bumping heads with Seungkwan who yelps. “Ow!”

You both take a few moments to rub your foreheads, Seungkwan pointing questioningly if he was forming a bump or bruise, to which you shake your head and ask the same, to which he also shakes his head to.

“Merry Christmas, ‘Kwannie.” You chuckle softly, stretching out then pressing a kiss to his cheek as he excitedly tugs you out of bed towards the gifts outside.

❆ taglist: @cupidhaos​ @yuriewolfhard​ @baby-sungshine

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10 || christmas eve

❆ pairing: xu minghao x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 324

❆ a/n: merry christmas eve everyone!!

❆ header scan: @/gyuusoonhao on twitter

You must be dreaming.

And if you were, you didn’t want to wake up.

The light was on, yet you’re content enough in your tiredness to not care, because Minghao was there.

“Minghao?” You reach out to him, almost expecting him to dissipate in your sleepy haze, but he smiles gently and takes your hand in his. His touch is warm, and you let your hand fall back to the mattress.

“Go back to sleep.” He murmurs, and you obligingly close your eyes, the lamp clicking off. The bed dips beside you, a kiss pressed to your forehead, and you feel comforted. You make a note that you hope to remember to tell Minghao about your dream during your next call. 

It feels like a few seconds has passed before your subconscious alerts you that the weight at your side was very much real, and you scream, flailing up, pawing to turn on the light at your side of the bed.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” Minghao bolts up blearily, looking at you wildly, and you heave, clutching your chest where you could feel your racing heart.

“You’re home.” 

“Who did you think you were sleeping next to?” He huffs, exasperated almost.

“I thought I was dreaming.” You admit and he giggles quietly, sinking back down to the pillows.

“I asked to come home a little early. I got home maybe an hour or two ago?” He yawns.

You look at the clock blaring five am in red neon, and you huddle closer to him, back under the cozy covers.

“Merry Christmas Eve ‘Hao.” 

“Merry Christmas Eve.” He laughs, muffled in the pillow as he turns and wraps his arms around you, whispering contentedly with his eyes closed. “Now go to sleep.”

“But I have a question.” 

He cracks open his eyes, one eyebrow raised.

“What did you get me for Christmas?”

You giggle as Minghao refuses to answer, shutting his eyes again.

“Goodnight.”

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9 || lending coat

❆ pairing: kim mingyu x reader ❆ warnings: like one use of a swear word ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 545

❆ a/n: i tried to make it a lil different from other lending coat prompts but uh yeah !! i hope u guys like it <33

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

Five more minutes. 

If they didn’t show up in five minutes, you were leaving. You’d waited long enough in the cold, watching the other lovesick couples to skate around the rink hand in hand (that should have been you right now), and enduring the pitying glances of the workers around you. 

It passes all too quickly, and you’re torn between feeling grateful and dejected, standing to pay for the hot chocolate you’d ordered but didn’t really want.

“Oh, it’s already taken care of.” Jun, as you read from his name tag, waves you off, but you still stand confusedly. 

“By who?”

He points towards the reception counter, smiling, and you blink at the boy leaning across it, absorbed in his phone as there were no people waiting for skates. He could only be described at first glance like all boys in stupid romance novels, tall and handsome, and you definitely weren’t in the best mood for romance at the moment. Still, you felt obligated to approach him.

“Hi.” You sidle up awkwardly, nervously toying with the money in your hand as you shove it at him. “I don’t know if it was a mistake, but uh, here.” 

He pushes it back gently with a small smile, that doesn’t necessarily make your heart leap, but maybe it skips a little. You glance at his nametag; Mingyu. 

“You looked like you needed a free drink. Even if it was a hot chocolate.” 

“Did I look that sad?” You shake your head quickly. “Wait, don’t answer that. I don’t need my feelings hurt anymore today.” 

“You looked cold too if that makes you feel any better.” He offers meekly, and you snort.

“First date, so I thought I’d rather look cute and be cold than look like a marshmallow with my big coat.” You sigh, and he huffs.

“I think you’d be able to pull it off.” He laughs, and you crack a smile. He introduces himself, and you to him. Then he adds on, expression turning solemn. “I mean, I’m not trying to impose, but you should break up with them. That’s a real shitty thing to do. First date, nonetheless.” 

You can’t say anything, only nodding, swallowing thickly. 

“I have a spare jacket if you want too.” Mingyu pulls out a long, puffy raspberry coat, and you’re torn between laughing at the vivacity of its colour, and crying at the kindness he’s shown you in the short span you’ve talked. “I dunno if that’s weird, but I swear I don’t have any diseases or anything-”

“Thank you, Mingyu.” You cut him off, feeling bad at first, but the beam that lights up his face softens it. 

“You’re welcome. I’ll see you around.”

You don’t have a chance to say or ask anything else, as a family comes up asking for skates, and the jacket is shoved in your arms. Later, you find his number printed neatly on the tag inside, and after sending a text to your flake ending it, with a nervous jitter, you message Mingyu. 

hi i have your ginormous pink coat :) i’ve never gotten so many stares while walking home

The reply comes in seconds, and you laugh to yourself.

ohmygod first of all no one says ginormous second it’s called fashion sweetie

❆ taglist: @cupidhaos​ @yuriewolfhard​ @baby-sungshine

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Waiting for Midnight - 01

idol Hoshi x Guardian Angel reader social media au series

Waiting for Midnight - 01

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contains: 💬🤍🌪☁️💿🪐 paring: idol!Hoshi x Guardian Angel reader spotify playlist: Waiting for Midnight Plot:

At risk of losing your guardianship, you are forced to take form of a baker who works across Pledis Entertainment to closely guard your new human, Kwon Hoshi, a bubbly idol who often visits at midnight with heavy thoughts clouding his mind.

A/N:

Y’all, I really mean when I say that I poured my heart, soul, and brain in She’s Exquisite HAHAHAHA I’m currently drained and out of ideas so I need help… if y’all have prompt ideas please share me your ideas hihi🤍

(I haven’t written chapter 2 yet but I already have an idea on what’s going to happen.) This is so new to me bc when I published Chapter 1 of She’s Exquisite, I had 15 chapters sitting in the drafts…. but now with Waiting for Midnight I’ve got none HAHAHAHAHA so pls be patient with me hihi🤍

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So I’m really not sure if my readers in the taglist got notified so imma tag y’all again 🥺

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8 || christmas movies

❆ pairing: lee seokmin x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 250

❆ a/n: 

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

“What’s wrong?”

You’re a quarter way through The Santa Clause, when you notice Seokmin, who’s sitting next to you on the couch, frowning. He folds his arms across his chest, sighing and staring forlornly into the bowl of popcorn in his lap. 

“I want to watch the movie, but I want to cuddle, and I want to eat snacks. How am I supposed to lie down with you, eat, and see the TV?”

“Seok, I think you’re making this harder than it actually is.” You laugh. 

Lying down, you beckon him to lie in front of you as the little spoon, placing the bowl in front of his chest. 

“Good?”

“Good.” He wiggles slightly, smiling happily, and you press play on the movie contentedly. “But can you see?”

You assure him you can, and he relaxes, continuing to watch. From time to time, he turns back to feed you popcorn, beaming.

“This is nice.” He whispers, and you wrap your arms around him, giggling. “We should do this more often.”

“If you want.” You shrug, and he exclaims excitedly.

“Wait, is this how you feel when we cuddle?” He turns back with wide eyes, and you laugh at his incredulous expression, assenting. “Then I guess we can take turns. I guess.”

He giggles, flopping back down as you snort, pinching his sides lightly.

“So generous of you.” Yet you know Seokmin would switch places in a heartbeat if you asked him to. He grins teasingly at your words.

“I know.”

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7 || mistletoe kiss

❆ pairing: lee jihoon x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 597

❆ a/n: slightly longer so i just put a read more!!

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

“You’re joking. You want me to do what?”

“Leave the house while I decorate.” Soonyoung replies smoothly, and Jihoon huffs. 

“We’ve already decorated. Our apartment looks like Santa barfed all over it.”

“I have to hang the mistletoe still.” He insists, tugging Jihoon out of his desk chair and towards the front door, adamant despite his roommate’s struggling.

“I’m not stopping you from it, what’s with this sudden surprise factor?” 

“It’s a surprise for a reason!” Soonyoung singsongs, pushing Jihoon out of the door, and the boy grumbles, stumbling into the hallway. “And I’m asking you to leave for half an hour. It’s not that bad.”

“What reason is that?” Jihoon ignores the latter fact.

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6 || snowed in

❆ pairing: jeon wonwoo x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 239

❆ a/n: not me forgetting i could also tag fics under svtsource and not just my edits 😭

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

When Wonwoo flops into your lap too soon after telling you he was going to look for something to wear to your work party as your date, you don’t get a chance to speak before he answers the question at the tip of your tongue, pointing to the window where snow fell rapidly.

“We can’t go out anymore.” Wonwoo sighs, glasses sliding down his nose as he stretches across your lap. “Snowing too hard. The news said to stay in.”

“You sound upset.” You chuckle, and he looks up at you amusedly. He grins, lips curling up lazily. 

“Do I though?” 

“I was partly joking, but I guess you really are happy about it.” You snort.

“Don’t lie.” Wonwoo raises an eyebrow at you. “You didn’t want to go to the party anymore than I did.” 

“What do you mean? Missing out on cheap champagne and rip-off Christmas songs playing for three hours? That’s the worst thing anyone could have told me today.” 

Wonwoo snorts, and you grin, sighing dramatically.

“Instead, I have to spend the day snowed in with my boyfriend who probably won’t move from crushing me with his weight.”

“Oh, what a horrible pastime. Your boyfriend sounds like a horrible guy.” Wonwoo drawls, snuggling further into your lap more comfortably. He’s dozing off in mere minutes, and you smile softly at him, gently sliding his glasses off and setting them aside.

“No, he’s quite the opposite.”

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5 || christmas music

❆ pairing: kwon soonyoung x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 282

❆ a/n: YEEE WERE ON BREAK NOW PREPARE FOR ME TO BE ✨PRODUCTIVE✨

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

“Santa baby…”

Soonyoung spontaneously glides smoothly across the kitchen tiles once the song starts, lip syncing passionately to the pitch that emanated from the speakers. He moves fluidly along to the melody, and you watch him fondly and in awe as you always did when he performed, even just for fun.

He blows you a kiss with a wink, and you laugh behind your hand from where you sit at the counter, attempting to conceal your amusement. 

It was a day of simply doing nothing, rare with both yours and Soonyoung’s busy schedules, and you couldn’t think of a better way to spend your hours than with him.

“Very sexy.” 

“As sexy as I can be in pyjamas at least.” He shakes his head, unstyled hair falling in his eyes as he beams at you, and something in your heart lurches like it’s at the top of a roller coaster, hurtling down the peak in fearful ecstasy.

“Well, what if I was being serious?” 

“Oh, stop.” He flicks his hands, as if dismissing your comment cheekily, and you giggle. Still following the beat, he saunters up to where you sit, and you embrace him affectionately, chin resting on his chest, looking up at him. He tilts down, eyes curving into crescents as he smiles fondly at you.

“I love you.” You murmur, drawing back slightly and clasping his hand gently, pressing a kiss to his palm. The rollercoaster inches close to the top again. 

Soonyoung flushes, lips curving upwards slightly in an attempt to hide the absolutely giddy grin that wanted to bloom. 

“I love you too.”

There it goes, racing down, and you wonder if the feeling will ever get old.

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Waiting for Midnight - Prologue

1,427 word count | idol Hoshi x Guardian Angel reader A prologue for a social media au series

“I promise it won’t happen again!” you cried, chasing after the Guardian of Angels.

It was past midnight, and you followed your superior through a grim and cave-like entrance that hides the stairway to the gates of the Almighty. You knew very well that you aren’t allowed to enter the place, but in a desperate attempt, you had to follow.

You caught up behind your superior and held onto his glowing white robes, making him turn around and look at you harshly with his piercing silver eyes. “Please give me one more chance,” you begged, voice sounding weak and cracked.

His gaze continues to pierce through you, and you continued to plead him. But the man with the silver eyes and long ice-white beard showed no sympathy to your distress. “Please,” you rubbed your palms together.

He sighs and looks behind him, deliberating whether he should walk through the gates of the Almighty to terminate your guardianship or to show you compassion. Then he looks at you, and then he looks back one more time before harshly grabbing your wrist to pull you down the stairs and to the side.

“You revealed yourself to your human in attempt to save her, but she still died before her Final Day under your guardianship,” he growled, pointing his finger at you. You couldn’t bear to look at him. “Give me one good reason as to why I shouldn’t terminate your guardianship.”

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4 || playing in the snow

❆ pairing: wen junhui x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff, high school au ❆ wc: 470

❆ a/n: i have such a soft spot for writing for jun aaaah

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

“It’s snowing?”

You peer through the frosty window of the school, eyes wide as the fat flakes swirl rapidly, the ground already covered with them, and Jun grins.

“It’s snowing.”

“We’re walking home today.” You glance down at your attire, nowhere near prepared for snowfall.

“We’re walking home today.” He nods, giggling. “It’ll be fun!”

“If I slip and break my back, you can’t carry me home, you noodle.” 

“Hey, I have muscles!” Jun argues, and you snort.

“If you have to say you have muscles, it’s not true.” You yelp as Jun swats at you, shying away as you push open the door, the gust of frigid air greeting you both.

Jun runs out, you trailing carefully after him, and he suddenly stoops down, a cheeky gleam in his eyes.

“Take that!” Jun cackles maniacally, rising and tossing a handful of snow that crumbled in the air before it even came in vicinity of you. Jun stops in his tracks, staring at the failed snowball flatly as you laugh, ambling towards him to tug his arm.

“C’mon, you’ll freeze your hands off, you’re not even wearing gloves!” 

“I’ll be okay.” Jun murmurs as you examine his hand, already red from the low temperature, drawing away shyly.

“Y’know,” Jun starts contemplatively after you begin to walk again, looking up at the falling flakes appreciatively. “They say if you confess to or be with someone during the first snowfall you’ll be together for a long time.” 

“Says who?” 

Jun waves his hands around, as if you’d understand from his gesticulating movements.

“Y’know… the dramas.” 

“Soonyoung’s getting you in too deep.” You laugh while adjusting your scarf.

“You’re missing the point!” Jun huffs. You turn to him, a gleam of a smile visible before you tuck the woollen fabric over it.

“What’s the point then?” 

Surveying your expression confusedly, Jun halts as the realization dawns upon him, like the pink blush that glows over his cheeks.

“You know?” 

You nod, smiling softly as Jun clutches at his hair, pacing embarrassedly.

“Who told you? Soonyoung? Chan? I knew those guys wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret-” 

“Actually, it was ‘Hao.” You interject timidly into his mid groan, and you try to hold back your giggles as Jun gapes. “He slipped up and I forced it out of him.”

“I knew he wasn’t taking me shopping last weekend just because he felt like it.” He grumbles, kicking at the white dusted sidewalk sullenly. 

“But you did get those nice shoes.” You laugh, starting to walk again. Jun’s steps fall in tandem with yours easily, though albeit timidly. “So it wasn’t too bad, was it?”

“No, I guess it-” Jun swallows, heart rate accelerating as you interlace your fingers with his, your touch almost burning his cold fingertips. 

“It wasn’t bad at all.” 

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3 || baking cookies

❆ pairing: hong jisoo x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 323

❆ a/n: do u guys know those pillsbury sugar cookies ?? those are literally the best i was craving them so hard while writing this HWJBSDJH and this is my first joshua piece !!

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

“Joshua, have you seen the extra chocolate chips?” 

Getting no reply from your boyfriend, you strain to hear any sound from where you stood searching in the pantry, but nothing could be heard.

“Joshua?”

Walking back to the kitchen, suspicious, you peer in, where Joshua stands, smiling innocently.

“Did you call me?”

“Nice try.” You cross your arms, moving until you’re in front of him. “You left some evidence.” 

Joshua giggles sheepishly as you swipe at the smudge of chocolate on his chin. 

“I left some for you though.” He grins cheekily. “Say, ahhh.” 

Indulging him, you open your mouth for him to drop a small handful of chocolate chips in. 

“Okay, no more stalling. We promised Mingyu we’d bake cookies for his party.”

“Aye, aye, captain.”

“Quit distracting me!” 

You make a piteous attempt to sound stern, but you can’t help smiling as you still attempt to meticulously decorate the cookies.

Joshua laughs, eyes crinkling into crescents as he swipes a fingertip of icing on your forehead, leaning away as you jump up, startled.

“Jeonghan’s been rubbing off on you.” You narrow your eyes, swiping it off. “Remind me to talk to him later about it.”

“Maybe.” Joshua leans towards you on his forearms. “Or I just think it’s cute when you’re a little annoyed at me.” 

“Well, you’re annoying all the time, so I guess that makes me cute all the time.” 

Joshua gasps dramatically, snatching up his phone and typing quickly. You watch him amusedly, surveying his focused expression.

“What’re you doing?”

“You’ll see.” He replies airily. You wait patiently until he turns the phone around solemnly. 

New Significant Other Wanted. If interested, please call Joshua Hong.

His facade doesn’t last long at your unimpressed gaze, breaking into apologetic giggles as he moves to hug you. 

“I’m kidding.” He singsongs, before adding on seriously, pressing a kiss to your cheek as you smile softly.

“I could never let you go.” 

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2 || wrapping presents

❆ pairing: yoon jeonghan x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 339

❆ a/n: HWBDJDJDB the only thing that gives me joy is watching jeonghan do his LEGO sets on vlive rn

❆ header scan: @/torahosh on twitter

“We have to wrap all of these?” 

“Well… these are for my family, these are for yours, and these are for the boys.” You point at the three separate piles. “So, yes.”

“Whoever wraps the least has to cook dinner?” Jeonghan raises his eyebrows challengingly.

“You’re on.” 

“And the title of best present wrapper?” Jeonghan adds mischievously, and you grin.

“You know it.”

“How do you already have that many done?” 

Jeonghan marvels at the stack of presents you already finished, neatly stacked, and then glances at his own scarce amount. 

“Because you never wrap presents. And putting Seungcheol’s chicken drumstick in tissue paper doesn’t count.” You add on, and Jeonghan shuts his mouth with a smile.

“You know me so well.” Jeonghan hums, leaning on your shoulder, the vibration warm against your skin, and you laugh.

“I do, don’t I? Well enough to know you’re not going to help wrap anymore.” 

“Says who?” Jeonghan raises an eyebrow, yet something flickers in his eyes that lets you know you read him like an open book and you snort.

“Because you know you’ve already lost.” You snip your scissors in the air matter of factly. “I’m the best present wrapper.”

“That’s just spooky.” Jeonghan sighs. “Yes, you’re the best present wrapper. So does that mean I don’t have to help anymore? I’m horrible at it anyways.” 

“No excuses!” You grab an empty cardboard tube, whacking it against his leg, and he yelps, squirming away. 

“But have I told you I love you?” He puts on his most angelic expression.

Whack.

“Isn’t Christmas supposed to be the giving season?” He pleads, as you hold it up menacingly again, though he has a smirk on his face. 

“I’m giving you a second chance to wrap Soonyoung’s tiger onesie.” 

Jeonghan picks up the scissors and the paper, puckering his lips and sending you a kiss to show his new willingness to assist. 

“I’ll be taking the best wrapper title next year though.” He declares and you grin. 

“But you’re still cooking dinner tonight.”

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1 || decorating the tree

❆ pairing: choi seungcheol x reader ❆ warnings: none ❆ genre: fluff ❆ wc: 514

❆ a/n: aaah it makes me kinda sad its not an all month thing this year (i’m literally so used to it that i keep thinking i have to post something every day HAHAH) but i’m really happy to be doing it for svt this year so i hope you guys enjoy!!

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“Psst.” 

Seungcheol doesn’t move, and as much as you hate disturbing his sleep on his day off, you had to ask him a question.

“Cheol. Wake up.” You singsong softly, smiling gently at the way he’s huddled under the covers. He stirs, bleary eyed.

“Yes?” He rasps, and you perch at his side innocently.

“Can we put up the tree today?” 

“What do I get out of it?” He huffs, wiggling slightly out from under the covers, eyebrows piqued. 

“All my love and affection?”

“Are you implying I don’t already get all of it?”

“Of course. Kkuma gets at least half.” 

“I can’t even be mad at you for that.” He grumbles, and you laugh, leaning against him further, but he doesn’t budge. 

“Please?”

Seungcheol doesn’t respond, closing his eyes as an answer, and you sigh, disentangling yourself from him. 

“Well, I guess if you don’t want to, I could call Mingyu over to help…” In an air of nonchalance you move to get up from the bed, glancing subtly at your boyfriend nuzzled under the sheets, his eyes cracking open to a squint. 

“I know what you’re doing. It’s not going to work.”

“Okay.” You shrug.

But you could already sense his bottom lip jutting out in a sulky pout at the idea of another member spending more time with you on his day off, and you grin as his hand shoots out to grasp your wrist before you can fully leave. 

“What did you say we needed to do again?”

“Don’t fall.”

“I won’t.” You insist adamantly, but Seungcheol doesn’t move his outstretched arms, ready to catch you if you do.

“See?” You dust off your hands satisfactorily as you step down, and Seungcheol moves to cling to you like plastic wrap as you observe your hard work. 

“I should have stayed asleep.” Seungcheol yawns. “You’re doing everything.”

“Because you’re sleepy! You could barely get through untangling the tinsel.”

“That was because of last year Seungcheol! He thought stuffing it all in was a good idea, don’t blame it on present Seungcheol.” He whines.

“Referring to yourself in third person is weird ‘Cheol.” You giggle. “Plus, you told me to wait for you to put it up.”

“I did say that.” He admits with a deep sigh. “I mean, someone has to catch you when you fall from the step stool, or trip over boxes, or-”

Turning around, you tug the drawstrings of his baggy hoodie tight to cut him off, and he sputters as you giggle. 

“Mean.” He pouts, and you press a kiss on his cheek in forgiveness once he pulls it off. 

“But you still love me.” 

“I wouldn’t have gotten up if I didn’t.” He stated bluntly, and you laugh with him as he wraps his arms around you, swaying back and forth lightly. His chin rests on your shoulder, mouth brushing against your skin with a toothy smile.

The twinkling lights draped on the prickly branches that radiated warmly in your living room had nothing upon the way Seungcheol’s laugh and firm touch glows on your skin.

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