birthday gift..
pairing: seungcheol x reader
summary: he had no idea what to get you but when you spoke those two words, that just echoed around in his head, he knew exactly how to deliver you the best birthday gift.
request: I’ve had this idea for so long now. I’ve had Keonhee from Oneus or Seungcheol from Seventeen in my mind with this one. So it starts off as friends and its y/n birthday soon and they are on the phone with said man and he asks what they want for their birthday and they say “you” thinking he didn’t hear (he did) and then at the party he shows up with a bow on his head and he’s the gift for y/n. Just pure fluff. If not those two then you can choose someone 🥹 just thought it was a cute idea
mina’s notes: kicked my feet at this adorable ask from @bunnyjaycheoluwu. please enjoy my lovely ♡
Leaving the fifth shop that day, Seungcheol couldn’t help the huff that escaped his lips as they formed a pout while taking a seat, waiting for Jeonghan to finish up his purchase. In truth, he thought it was going to be a quick trip out to get you a present and make it back in time for his session with Jihoon, however, it turned into a few hours of looking over everything in each shop only to leave each one empty-handed. He couldn’t believe that he had no idea what to get you for your birthday this year. Did he want to go big? Should he do something small? Would it be something that you wanted? Does it make sense to get you something that has a more practical use? Lost in his own world of endless thoughts, he didn’t hear Jeonghan approach nor sit down next to him. Jumping slightly at the poke on his arm, he turned sharply to look at who touched him, calming down when he saw it was only his friend who was wearing a smile.
Have you thought about just calling and asking them what to go? Jeonghan shrugged leaning back on the bench, clearly giggling at Seungcheol’s misfortune of not thinking things through. It never even crossed Seungcheol’s mind to ask you what you wanted. Heat raised up his neck as he carefully pulled out his phone, dialing your number and holding his breath as he waited for you to pick up. Tradition meant that Seungkwan and Vernon took you out and spend the three of you would spend the entire day before your birthday, doing who knows what but vowing to try and shut out the outside world. It never bothered him before but as your phone rang, he couldn’t help but think of how unfairly easy their gift to you was. How did that tradition even start up he wondered. Hello?, you answered sounding like you were smiling. Um, hi, Seungcheol got out almost too quickly, he knew that he was interrupting your time with your best friends, but he really didn’t know how to go about asking you what you wanted. Is everything ok?, you questioned with concern lacing your voice. Vernon said you were out with Jeonghan. Did something happen?, you finished almost whispering.
As he listened to you voice and hearing the concern over him, he couldn’t help the butterfly feeling in his chest that even when you were busy doing stuff, he crossed your mind even just a little bit. Did Vernon bring him up casually or did you ask about his plans for the day? Rubbing the back of his neck, he realized, who was he kidding, Vernon probably brought him up and that’s the only reason that you were thinking about him. It pained him sometimes to understand that while you two were friends, there was a few people above him on the list that you would call first if needed. I know your busy, Seungcheol starts, but I was wondering if there was anything specific you wanted for your birthday?, he finished heat spreading across his face as his attention turned towards the ground so that his friend hopefully wouldn’t see how red his cheeks were. In the process, his eyes caught on his shoes, a gift from you his last birthday.
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His mind takes him back to the few memories surrounding such a normal gift. At the time he had begged that no one get him anything, including his own members. Instead, all he really wanted was for everyone to celebrate with dinner and drinks in a rented house. The day before you were both shopping together, grabbing a few items for the following day, when the shoes caught his eye. Seungcheol spent a few minutes looking at them, trying to decide if they were really something that he wanted to buy or not. What he didn’t realize was that you were watching him, asking the shopkeeper to pull a pair in his size, promising to come back for them. When he opened the gift from you, it took every ounce of restraint he had left after drinking to not get up, walk over to you, and kiss you deeply.
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Snapping back to the present, he half cursed himself for letting his mind wonder after asking you such an important question. Hmm, I think those two items would be at the top of my list for gifts, you finished saying with a small giggle escaping your lips before a muffled shout was yelled at someone. Seungcheol truly messed up his one chance to get you something that you wanted just because of how much his shoes meant to him, and all he could think was that Jeonghan was going to either kill him or make fun of him for the rest of time. He really didn’t want to think about what Jihoon was going to do if he was late, again, especially for something that could be taken care of after their meeting. Are you sure there isn’t anything else you’d like?¸ he asked hoping that maybe you’d repeat the first two things in the process of telling him there wasn’t anything more. Honestly, no, I think just those two items. It’s already a big ask for one of those. You could split it with the members like you do for other birthday, you simply replied before yelling something about almost being done at his two younger members. Again, why did they get the tradition of taking you out before your birthday? I mean besides you, you whispered so incredibly faintly that he almost didn’t hear you.
His head felt fuzzy as he just repeated what you said over and over again in his head. There was no way that he heard you right, was there? I really need to go before Kwannie decides he is going to do something he regrets when he sees you again, you laugh before hanging up without another word. Oh, he was so completely done for. Did you mean to say that? Was this really happening? Still holding his phone to his ear, he stood before the idea slipped from his mind. Moving quickly, he left a very confused Jeonghan in the distance, as Seungcheol made his way to a shop that he knew would have exactly what he was looking for. Was he slightly out of his mind for this? Yes. Did he really care that everyone was going to make fun of him? No. Within no time, he returned with gift bag in hand while ushering his friend to go so he wouldn’t be late for his studio time.
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Barely escaping Jihoon’s annoyance and Jeonghan’s endless questioning, Seungcheol managed to make it to your birthday day without anyone knowing what he had gotten you as a gift nor the words that you said to him. During the day he tried to come up with the best time for him to present the gift to you, and all he could land on was immediately upon his arrival at the venue. He knew that it was likely going to be embarrassing for him if he really did miss hear you, but those four words still rung clear in his head every time he thought back to your conversation. ‘I mean besides you’. Those four words were never going to leave his mind. They constantly rang through his mind at random times of the day making him blush doing the most normal of tasks, usually making him hide his face to avoid the teasing of his members around him. His heart raced as he imagined what your response could be.
The hours felt like they slowly ticked by as he waited for the start of your party, well the party that the members insisted they would be throwing for you, for just you and your thirteen closest friends. Pacing in his room, he heard the constant conversations ebbing and flowing before the faint click of the door to their dorm. From his memory, he knew that people were assigned certain tasks for the day to get everything ready, causing him to stop dead in his tracked as he recalled that he assigned responsibility was picking you up and bring you to the location they had picked out. Cursing under his breath, his body was again moving towards the closet to figure out what to wear because all he wanted was to wear something that impresses you. Within no time, his fingers wrapped around the gift bag before he went out the door with someone shouting to make sure he sticks to the plan.
The plan, that was completely fleeing his mind as his nerves radiated throughout his body. Was he about to do this? The different possible outcomes continued to fill his mind as he drove slowly to your place, trying to fully get a plan in place before he got to your door. Finally arriving at your place, he checked his phone to countless texts from the group telling him he needed to stall a few extra minutes due to a small hiccup that Mingyu caused. Pulling together the last little bit of courage he needed, he let his feet carry him towards your door, fingers gripping the handle of the gift bag as he neared your door, nerves on edge as he tried to again picture what your reaction would be.
Carefully, Seungcheol pulled out the little present from the bag, gently clipping the bow into his permed hair, taking one last steading breath before knocking on your door. ‘Besides you’ continued to echo in his head as he heard your shuffling around inside calling for just a few seconds more before you could get to the door. His breathing turned uneven as the seconds moved on painfully slow. Before he could make the decision to remove the bow from his hair, you swung the door open, mouth slightly open but a confused look etched across your features. Hi, are you my ride for the night? You asked, eyes staying glued to his hair. Um, yeah I am. Also, um, happy birthday, he said as his hands slightly pointed back at himself, shyly trying to indicate that he was your gift. The silence that then filled the already quiet hallway, stretched on for what felt like eternity before Seungcheol rubbed the back of his neck, thinking that maybe he did hear you wrong the other day.
Red was blooming across your face and on your exposed ear as you whispered, oh my, you heard that?, hands moving to cover your face. That wasn’t exactly how I planned on you knowing that I had a crush on you, you finished trying to cover your face. Without thinking, he grabbed your hand, pulling it into his chest, and you along with it. Matching your voice level, I was hoping that I heard you right so that I could confess to you, he breathed into your hair, because I really like you and I have for a while now. Letting you pull back slightly, he watched as your eyes took him in again before eyes landing on the bow, a smile slowly spreading across your lips, replacing the red that has previously been there.
I guess a very happy birthday to me if I get Choi Seungcheol himself as a present, you giggled, adjusting his hair that had been displaced. Before he could say anything more, he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket, trying to ignore it as much as possible, only to give in when he remembered there was a plan in place and he didn’t want to incur the wrath of those who planned tonight.
Gently taking your hand in his again, he pulled you down the hall out to his car. Opening the car door for you, he quickly made his way around to jump into the driver’s seat before heading off to the party. Your fingers played with his free hand as the soft sound of music played throughout his car. Never did he think that he would be able to call you his, well he couldn’t quite yet, but he knew by the end of the night that he would officially ask you to be his forever. Warmth spread in his chest as you laced your fingers with his, shifting them to your lap as you looked out the window at the passing nightlife of Seoul.
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