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α ββ seventeen!
PRECIS β± their love languages
π¦ππ¨π‘πππππ’π feeds you when you are busy
sometimes seungcheol was better at scolding you than your mum. itβs become a habit of his to always take care of the people by his side and heβs done it all so frequently that it just comes out naturally. so when he gets to know that youβve practically starved yourself till 9 in the night all because of a project, he takes it in his own hands to feed you. heβd sit by your side, an airplane motion of a spoon and there goes the food.
you donβt even realise it, but itβs practically a routine of his now. whether it be a full meal or even a small biscuit, he finds joy in the little thingsβ feeding you. and at last, when youβre done and delighted, itβs your turn to reward him with a loud smooch that leaves him chuckling.
πππ’π‘ππππ‘ peels pomegranates for you
the first time in life when you moved out, you already knew how hard it would be to manage even the smallest things without your mum or dad on your side. so you started it bit by bit. cleaning floors, washing dishes, doing laundry, all of it was now routine. but when it came kitchen? gosh you truly did suck. so when jeonghan sees you staring at the pomegranate with a knife in your hands, he just shakes his head and grabs the knife from you.
thatβs when you knew that you no longer needed to worry about peeling pomegranates. you tried, you really tried to peel it but it just ended up with your shirt having splatters of pomegranate juice on you. and truly, you wondered why had no one added peeling pomegranates as a love language yet?
ππ’π¦ππ¨π lends you his hoodies
it started off with missing hoodies in his wardrobe. at first, he thought maybe they were just in the dryer but when he notices you showing up to his place in incredibly familiar hoodies he just finds himself cupping your face and muttering, βif you wanted my hoodies, all you needed to do was ask, baby.β
younger him would be so annoyed if anyone had tried to steal his hoodies, but when he saw you in his hoodie he just felt his heart probably pounding a little bit faster. the way the cuff of the sleeves was too long for you, the way the hood nearly covered your face when you put it on, gods he really did love you in his hoodies.
ππ¨π‘ brings you flowers everyday
when he first began dating you, he was pretty nervous. so he did a bit of research on vikihow βhow to keep your girlfriend happyβ a pretty concerning question for him at that time and thatβs how he started bringing you flowers every time the two of you met up. it didnβt always have to be a huge bouquet, even a single rose did show his sincerity.
βa pink rose for milady,β he announces with a dramatic bow that has you covering your smile in shock. βpretty flowers for the prettiest woman in this world.β and that pretty much summed up that his girlfriend was indeed quite happy.
ππ’π¦ππ braids your hair
it wasnβt something hoshi thought of ever doing. it was too childish to do it. but when he saw you at 11 pm, in front of your vanity mirror with a new set of nails and clearly struggling to braid your hair, he decided to step in. the first few days were naturally a disaster. sometimes the strands would just slip out of his grip and other times heβd be too gentle that the braid would just easily fall out. in his defense, he was really scared to grab your hair tighter in case it hurt your scalp.
by the second week, heβd sit on the edge of the bed with you between his legs on the floor and heβd patiently braid your hair.
βhold it tight, yeah thatβs right,β you mutter with eyes closed and just relaxing because you knew no matter how your hair turns out that night, hoshi will always be there to try again.
πͺπ’π‘πͺπ’π’ calls you new nicknames
the first nickname he ever gave you was babe. pretty common, pretty basic. but it sounded good because it was from him. then babe, baby, darling, honey, sweet, all of them upgraded. it was just his thing of teasing you and watching you get all riled up when you heard another one of his hilariously stupid nicknames.
βmy sweet corn i missed you,β he mutters, hugging you from the back and presses a kiss to the side of your head and is immediately met with a loud huff.
βwonu iβm telling youββ
βmy sweet daisy, iβm sorry donβt be mad at me.β well at least heβs quick to butter you up. though it does take quite some time to calm you down, heβs patient as ever till the end.
πͺπ’π’ππ dedicates his song to you (anonymously)
no one ever truly found out who jihoonβs hidden muse was. upon being interviewed, he just shrugged and smiled to himself knowing that his said muse was already watching him on TV. but carats were no fool either. they would somehow gather the easter eggs heβs dropped throughout the years and confidently come to a conclusion that itβs his rumoured partner.
of course it was you. jihoon doesnβt think that heβs felt more loved and noticed besides by you. he thinks of your hands running through his hair while he writes lyrics, he thinks of your sweet smile when heβs all sweaty and exhausted from dance practice.
ππ’ππ¬ππ’π likes to holds your hand
he loves to feel grounded the moment his fingers lace with yours. he swings both of your hands together in a slow repeated motion whenever the two of you head out for walks. on days when he feels bored, heβd just trace the skin on the back of your thumb or just fiddle with the rings on your fingers.
dokyeom just loved your hands. he loved kissing them when you got upset at him, he loved to cover your hand with his whenever he explained something to you or just helped you with stuff.
π ππ‘ππ¬π¨ removes your makeup when youβre tired
it was a human thing to be tired, of course. whether it was from work stress or just a hard time dealing with yourself, you did tend to just shut off and lay on the bed. today was yet, another one of those days where you just kicked off your shoes and laid on the bed with a sigh of relief. but your makeup? still on and very much making you feel reluctant to fall asleep. but worry not because mingyu was here.
heβd start off by gently patting the cotton pads over your eyes and whispering soft words to you. then heβd move on to rub the cotton pads over your face and listen as youβd slowly talk about your day and occasionally heβd play with the back of your thumb with the hand that wasnβt occupied. you donβt think that you couldβve gotten any luckier than this.
π ππ‘ππππ’ takes you on late night drives
it always starts off with an errand like buying milk for the next day or getting a new pair of socks. but it soon became a part of your daily routine. once the two of you got off work, had your dinner, both of you would put your seatbelts on and just go off on drives to nowhere. it was soothing, really. the way the vibe of the drive just changes depending on the hour of the day. along with the vibe, the music changes too. itβs softer in a sense that it provides you with a sense of peace.
hao would laces his free hand with yours and just hum along to the melody while you look out of the window on your left. it was the best thing you could ask for. sometimes, youβd be behind the wheels when he had a rough day, but it was the company that could even turn a horrible brunch into the most memorable day.
π¦ππ¨π‘πππͺππ‘ leaves you sticky notes
albeit, seungkwan wasnβt the greatest poet or shakespeare himself, but he was still yours. so when he had to leave the house early and return late, the guilt that came with it was just incurable. so he started leaving silly messages in those notes. βhope you dreamt of me last night,β or it could be something even as sweet as βtext me how many cinnamon rolls you want. i love you as much as you love the rolls.β
and you didnβt think anything could make you happier than reading kwanβs letters the first you wake up. it was your good luck charm and no matter how stacked up his schedule got, he never stopped leaving sticky notes and you never complained if you got one a day.
π©ππ₯π‘π’π‘ hugs you twice
two times. thatβs what makes a vernon hug. the first hug is always excited and just meant to touch you. the second one, although, is pretty tight. one of his arms would wrap around the back of your head and the other would wrap around your torso as hugged you. the two hug rule applied on both highs and lows and it felt really weird if you left the house without his hugs.
βtoo tight?β your voice is muffled in his chest and vernon mutters an incoherent apology between his chuckles and loosens the grip, only to tighten it again on the second hug.
ππππ‘ gets you jewellery
well, specifically he gets you rings. the first present he ever got you was a ring pop when the two of you were barely even getting an allowance from your parents. but as the years went by, the presents upgraded and so did his love. the latest thing that he got you (apart from a dancing cactus) was a promise ring. it had both of your initials engraved on it and he would just love the feeling of grabbing your hand and touching the cold ring unconsciously.
βi love you,β he whispers, kissing the ring and you smile at him.
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