Hiii I’m new here and I was wondering if you could do a SEONGHYEON x katseye! reader argument and the members try to help him out but reader is being sooo petty.….here’s a few details if you don’t mind cause I’ve been thinking about this for a while…..so yk katseye is always on live being icons and tell everything so what if reader brings it up like she “reading” a comment(being petty) and he sees it i also saw a TikTok that was like what did keonho show him that he wanted to look AGAIN on their recent Weverse live can you maybe add that like up and make some thing im sorry if im asking for too much maybe a smau of him confronting her…AGAIN im sososoe sorryyy if im asking for too much.
You didn’t even mean to be that petty.
…okay maybe you did.
Because the argument earlier was so stupid. So stupid.
Seonghyeon got jealous because you said Keonho had “nice hands” during filming. LIKE?? YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT CAMERA WORK.
But no. Prince Drama decided to roll his eyes and say:
“Yeah, sure. Nice hands. Whatever.”
So now you’re mad. And he’s mad that you’re mad. And the cycle is insane.
Later, you perched on the edge of the couch for your live, pretending to scroll through comments with angelic innocence.
“Oh? Did I make Seonghyeon mad?” you read aloud, your voice sugary but your eyes sparkling with mischief. “Mmm, I dunno, guys. Some people get mad over nothing these days."
Sophia shot you a panicked look off-camera.
“Do not start,” she hissed. But you just smiled at the camera, sipping your drink, while the chat exploded.
You kept going. “Y’all ever say someone has nice hands? And suddenly it’s a crime? Couldn’t be me.”
Manon groaned, someone tried desperately to change the topic, and Lara clutched her chips in disbelief.
But you didn’t stop, because the chaos in the chat was too good to ignore.
Meanwhile, Seonghyeon was watching the live on his phone, mouth hanging open.
“Seonghyeon… she’s talking about you,” Martin muttered, trying not to laugh.
Keonho peeked at the screen, holding up his hands mockingly. “…why is she bringing up the hand thing again?”
Seonghyeon buried his face in his hands. The other members tried to give advice—apologize, send her food, ignore her—but nothing worked.
Finally, Juhoon said, “Bro, just go to her dorm. This is getting embarrassing.”
Back on live, you pretended to scroll casually, waiting for him to text first because #principles.
You sipped dramatically. “Oooh, someone said ‘bestie he mad mad.’ Well… if the shoe fits,” you said, barely hiding a grin.
Hyeon: “Stop. Please. Now.”
You glance at your phone, see the message pop up, and… nothing. You tilt your head, smirk at the camera, and keep reading the comments aloud.
Seonghyeon texts again:
Hyeon: “I’m serious. Quit. You’re mean.”
Y/N: "too bad."
You let out a little gasp, pretending to be shocked, and deliberately slide the phone face-down on the couch.
Katseye beside you could barely breathe from laughter. You hadn’t noticed the knocking at the front door until Yoonchae whispered urgently, “Oh—he’s here.”
The viewers saw it first—Seonghyeon standing in the doorway, awkward but trying to smile, leaning slightly into frame.
Your heart skipped a beat. The chat went wild: “IS THAT SEONGHYEON???” “HE CAME OVER MID-LIVE!” “BABES U ARE DONE!”
You froze too. Your heart skipped a beat, and you grabbed your drink, standing up. “Uh… I should, um… check something,” you said, pretending to be casual as you started toward the door.
The viewers in the chat were already losing it. “IS THAT SEONGHYEON???” “HE’S HERE?!” “SHE’S LEAVING THE ROOM???”
You reached the door and paused, hand on the handle, peeking out just enough to confirm your fear. And yep. There he was—Seonghyeon, standing there with that slightly exasperated-but-also-teasing look, eyebrows raised.
You let out a small, dramatic groan, half wanting to run and half wanting to make him wait. “You… you actually came here?” you asked, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably.
He leaned casually against the frame, smirk tugging at his lips. “You think you’re funny, huh?”
He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t even care about Keonho. I… I just got jealous, okay? You were joking, but I couldn’t help feeling… weird about it.”
You raised an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at your lips. “Jealous? Hmm… well, maybe if you paid attention to me instead of my comments, you wouldn’t feel that way.”
He stepped closer, voice softer now. “You’re impossible. You’re petty… but I need you to know I care. I don’t want these dumb little fights to grow.”
You crossed your arms, tilting your head. “Careful, Seonghyeon… you’re entering the danger zone. My petty side comes out full force when I feel cornered.”
He laughed, shaking his head, but reached for your hand. “Then I guess I’ll just have to deal with it… because honestly, I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
You stared at him for a moment, letting the tension linger, then smirked and pulled your hand back teasingly. “You better. But just so you know… I’m not apologizing for being iconic.”
He groaned dramatically, half exasperated, half amused. “Of course not. That’s why I can’t quit you.”
For the first time since the petty fight began, both of you laughed. The jealousy and teasing weren’t gone, but the argument had transformed into something else: honest, messy, and… just yours.
