peony’ !!

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my masterlist !!

82major ｡𖦹°‧

!! ot6

telling them you love them for the first time

what i think they would call you in a relationship

!! seongil

relationship quirks & hcs

!! yechan

n/a

!! seongmo

n/a

!! seongbin

n/a

!! seokjoon

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!! dogyun

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ampers&one ｡𖦹°‧

!! mackiah

kool whip kisses

!! seungmo

n/a

!! kamden

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!! kyrell

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!! brian

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!! siyun

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!! jiho

n/a

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relationship quriks & hcs

Cho Seongil : 82major ( sorry in advance i did not proof read this !! )

• Silliness 100%

He would be 100% your boyfriend but also 100% your best friend. He would be the guy you’d never stop being friends with after you started dating. Always laughing together, always having fun, never a dull moment with him.

• A winker.. does that make sense?

If you caught each others gaze in like a public space hr would def be the kind of guy to mess with you and shoot you a quick wink followed by a smile as he sees your reaction.

• Facetime & Vlogs

Seongil would be the guy to always be on the phone with you, whether he’s out shopping, walking to the gym, or about to go to bed. If he’s not with you in person he’s on the phone with you… and if you can’t call him he’ll record little vlogs for you. He also loves receiving the same little videos and calls from you !

• Kissy

Seeing how he is with his members i can’t even imagine how he would be with his s/o. ( Acc i can that’s why i’m writing this #peace&love ) He’s always kissing your face, cheeks, nose, forehead, lips, everywhere. Oh you want to hold his hand? Trust he will be putting his lips on your knuckles beforehand. ( Get it hand- before hand… anyways. )

• Self-care nights

I think he would love to just sit and do self-care together. He would paint your nails while you put a face mask on him and laugh at how stupid his hair looks pinned back with the cute hairclips you had on hand.

• Small acts of service

Fills your water bottle without even having to ask him. "Can you bring me this please!" "Sure," "No questions?" "Nope." If you mention your hungry even once he will run to the nearest gas station and grab you your favorite snack- which of course he knows what it is!

• Bear Hugger

Really emphasizing the bear in that bear hug, he takes it very seriously. It's his way of relieving stress after a long day. "C'mere," He'd say while stumbling through the front doors after getting home late. He could hold you in his arms for hours on end.

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what I think they would call you in a relationship !!

82major ot6 !! fem reader

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cho seongil:

I think he would call you by just a shortened version of your name or like some inside joke that he won’t let go of, so it’s more personal and just meant for the two of you.

yoon yechan:

I’m feeling like.. ‘pretty,’ ‘pretty girl’ etc…

“Whatever you say pretty,”

“Okay pretty girl,”

nam seongmo:

I cannot see him using pet names… idk? I think he would if you asked him too though. He would probably just use a shortened version of your first name.

“Why don’t i have any cute pet names for you? I dunno… what do you want me to call you?”

hwang seongbin:

I could see him using cheesy nicknames, like over the top cheesy. ‘Oh my, Honeybun,’ and then sprint off in the other direction, giggling like an idiot. Other than that i think he’d just call you by your first name.

park seokjoon:

For some reason i see him as more old fashioned? Idk. But i feel that he would call you cliche things like, “Honey,” “Beautiful,” “sweetie,” etc. The “honey i’m home!” type of guy.

kim dogyun:

I can see him just calling you by your first name in public but when it’s just the two of you he’d say something more like… “Hi sweet girl.” He would also think of the most stupid nicknames ever for you, the more you react to the name (whether you like it or not) the more he uses it. (unless it actually offends you.)

“Dont call me that!”

“why not, [nickname]”

“i don’t like itttt,”

“ [nicknameee] “

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Cho Seongil:

We sang (yelled) our favorite song in unison as we coasted down the highway. My arm sways rhythmically in the wind in wave-like motions outside the car window. Seongil extended his hand microphone towards me continuing to belt out the chorus. He doesn’t care how badly i sing, he doesn’t care when my voice cracks, and he most definitely doesn’t care how loud i sing when we’re at a stoplight with the windows rolled all the way down. A silly laugh escapes my lips, i keep singing as I look over at my boyfriend sitting in the drivers seat with his swim shorts scrunched up on his legs, and his damp tank top sticking to his tanned skin. His eyes stay fixated on the road a small smile tattooed to his face. “Why’d you stop,” he frowns as he noticed my brief moment of silence. Tearing his eyes away from the road for a quick second, he glanced at me. He carefully placed his hand on my knee sending a shiver down my spine. “I dunno,” my lips melt into a toothy smile. “I love you,” and i really mean it. I don’t need or expect an answer but i get one anyways, “I love you too.” He pats my knee continuing to sing, saying those words like it was the most natural thing in the world, and it was.

Yoon Yechan:

I shifted the pillow behind my head to get a better view of the screen. Weekends for Yechan and I usually turn out like this, we both end up sprawled out on the couch in our pajamas watching whatever stupid show we can find. On today’s menu is all the home makeover shows you could dream of, “Oh please her budget is way too low she’s delusional,” Yechan blurts as he shoves another chip in his mouth. His other hand rests on my blanket covered leg. I can tell yechan is already on the hunt for another chip as i hear the bag on his lap crinkle, “This one has hellaaa powder you have to take it,” he shoves the chip caked in seasoning near my general direction. My face melted into an ‘aww shucks’ kind of expression. “well don’t just stare at it, eat it,” he stares mindlessly at the tv as they paint the walls of the previously deteriorating house. While he waves the chip around a bit, a sweet and subtle, “i love you…,” escapes my lips. Followed by an affectionate, “weirdo,” I take the chip from his hand and settle back into the couch. “I love yo- wait weirdo?” he mocks offense placing his hand theatrically over his heart. “How rude! i gave you the good chip! give it back,” he dives towards me. “Too late it’s already in my stomach,” i giggle uncontrollably. “Oh you-“ he can’t even try to fight back his smile. He slumps his body over mine acting as a weighted blanket. “Oh you big baby,” i tease, patting his back. He tightens his arms ever so slightly around me, we continue on with our very important and interesting show hardly moving from our current position for the rest of the day.

Nam Seongmo:

“Mo stop that tickles,” i say in between breathes. He doesn’t respond but i can feel his lips curve upward into a smile as he peppers kisses all over my face. “What happened to the aloof guy i first met.. and what have you done to him?” i giggle as he places his lips against my temple before pulling away. “Would you prefer i act like that,” Seongmo pouts comically. “Nooo” i coo as i snake my arms loosely around his neck, “i much prefer you like this,” i say as i place a light kiss on the tip of his nose earning a bashful smile from him. “Good,” he murmurs leaning forward as i pull him down with me in to a hug, “because i’m not changing.” “Good,” i mimic his tone from before… “I love you mo,” i whisper in his ear as i pull my arms tighter around him. “… well you’re in luck, because i happen to love you too,” seongmo teases, intertwining his fingers with mine.

Hwang Seongbin:

Seongbin slid a note across the tabletop towards me. ‘ur pretty :)’. I looked up at him to catch his nervous gaze. I tear a piece of paper out of my notebook book and whip my pen out of my bag. ‘ooo you like me ;)’ i write in the corner before sliding the paper towards him. He skims it, i can see his lips droop in to an upside down smile. ‘oh no! how’d you know?’ he wrote under it. ‘idk i’m just a genius i guess? < 3’ i snicker. ‘you’re beautiful and smart? wow i’m a lucky guy ’ ‘can i tell you a secret?’ he looks up at me and nods. I place my hands on the table and lean over towards him. I dip past his face towards his ear, “i love you, Hwang Seongbin,” i linger for a bit before retreating a bit to take in his expression. His mouth falls open for a moment… and then another moment.. and then another- “i love you too, F/n L/n.” “I knew it… you like me,” i whispered as i sat back down in my seat across from him. “Love,” he corrects. “Love,” i mimic.

Park Seokjoon:

“F/n M/n L/n, will you make the happiest man alive and marry me?” he wiggles his eyebrows at me but quickly stops as catch the attention of the people sitting around us. “Oh- Joon of course!” i fan the crocodile tears fleeing from my eyes. Was this Seokjoon’s idea? Yes. Did i go along with it because i wanted free desert? Also yes. The small restaurant erupted in applause as i jumped into his arms. After a couple moments our waitress approaches with a large slice of chocolate cake accompanied by two forks. “Congratulations,” she smiles before retreating back- to whatever she was doing. “Thank you,” i call after her. We settle back into our seats One hand intertwined with his, the other armed with a fork. “Great idea Joon,” i speak with a mouthful of cake. “i know right,” he has chocolate on his upper lip. I reach over our small table running my thumb along his mouth. “You’re a mess,” i cackle giggle. “So are you!” he whines defensively as he points at my face reaching across the table to wipe chocolate off of me. After he pulls away our eyes meet- then we burst out in uncontrollable laughter. “I love you Seokjoon,” i whisper. “I love you too,” he smiles. “There’s cake in your teeth,” i grin mischievously. “Oh come on!”

Kim Dogyun:

“You should win me a stuffed animal after this,” i smirk as i wiggle my eyebrows at my boyfriend. We’re standing in line for our last stop, the biggest rollercoaster at the theme park. The sun’s already set but i can see every feature on his face illuminated by the amber lights surrounding the waiting area. “okay,” he tilts his head shooting my a lopsided smile. “so willing? no ‘what’s in it for me’?” i cock an eyebrow at him. “Ide do anything for you… if all you want is a stuffed animal ide get you fifty,” he crosses his arms over his chest as he leans against the railing. My bottom lip puffs out, “d’awwww.”He slides is hand down my wrist in into mine as we approach the end of the line. An employee directs us to our seats. We settle into the two person cart and pull the harness down over ourselves. “Ready?” he looks over at me with a giddy smile on his face.I nod rapidly, “mhm mhm.” A woman comes by pulling on each of our harnesses to make sure we were strapped in. After a couple moments of anticipation we slowly move out. Dogyun flips his hand over, the back of his hand against his jeans. I reach down taking his hand back in mine. As we slowly climb the tallest peak in the amusement park i look over at the view. The stars twinkling against the midnight blue backdrop. Then i turn to look at Dogyun- who was already looking right at me. “Dogyun I-“ and then we drop- so does my stomach. We both shoot our hands up simultaneously yelling bloody murder. “Dogyun!” i scream. “Yeah!” he yells matching my tone as we go around a loop. “I love you!” i holler. “What?!” we shoot down again off another hill, “I . LOVE . YOU.” “YOU WHAT?” he heard me this time i can tell by the way his head shot in my direction. I smile stupidly as we finish the roller coaster. “That was fun-“ “i love you too,” he huffs, out of breath from screaming. My stupid smile just got even more stupid.

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Kool whip Kisses

Mackiah Mercer (ampers&one) x reader

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prologue: “What are you doing here,” i jut my index finger into the chest of the man standing in front of me; Oddly enough, he is wearing the same uniform as I am. “I could ask you the same.” Mackiah mercer- insert barf sound effect. “What do you mean- i’ve worked here for almost two years!!! you know i work here!” i huff, continuously jabbing my finger towards him. “Easy, easy,” he puts his hands up in surrender. I frown in response- great. just great.

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We’ve worked together for a year now- still bickering. We met back in my first year of high school, for four agonizing years he pestered me almost every single day. My friends would say he was flirting but i just think he’s annoying. My coworkers like to refer to us as the “Old married couple” to which i respond with a series of gagging sounds- things do not change much after graduating… or do they?

“Hello beautiful,” my top lip quirks up in disgust. “Ew… freak,” i whisper the last part as i block the cans of wet cat food neatly. “Heyy-“ he started before the walkie blared in our ears, interrupting whatever nonsense was about to come out of that stupid mouth. “Uh-um cool whip spilled on aisle 15,” one of our new cashiers stammers. “Not it” Mackiah touched his finger to his nose- earning a scowl from me. I press the mic on my headset, “I’ll get it, thank you,” I make my way to the scene of the crime, a certain someone following close behind me. “You don’t have to sit here and watch me you know,” i say as I wipe up the spilled whipped cream with cheap paper towels. “Yeah but i want to.” “Whatever,” i carefully shove all the paper towels in the trash bag i toted along with me and took the busted tub of cool whip in my other hand.

Moving quickly through the traffic in the back, i make my way to our ice cream freezer and shut the door being me hoping to avoid a certain ‘you know who’- but alas he swings it right back open. He shuts it behind him with a wshhh click. “Hey, you’ve got some on your face,” he snickers pointing his lanky fingers at me. “Where?” i perk up with the tub still in hand. “Righttt here,” he leans in closer spreading another cold dollop of whipped cream across my face. “Oh come on!” i groan before dipping my finger in the cool whip container and flicking it at his stupid face. My scowl quickly melting into a dorky smile. “Hey! you got it in my eye!” he frowns comically- oops… “sorry,” i reach my hand up to his face- to which… he is surprisingly okay with. I run my middle finger along the bag of his eye collecting whipped cream as i go. I blink once and the lights are out- no literally, what happened to the lights. My thought process is crudely interrupted by the single most feminine scream i’ve ever heard- im talking damsel who is most definitely in distress. “Err- Mackiah,” I look up at the faint outline of him pressed closely against me. “That wasn’t me,” he coughs nonchalantly. I can feel his quickened heart beat under the palms of my hands- which are placed on his chest- wait a minute. The lights flick on, and i am met with a wide eyed Mackiah Mercer about 6 inches from my face. Our materialized breath tangling together in the chilly atmosphere. I attempted to clear the air with a subtle cough- but his eyes stay fixated on mine, and oddly enough… i can’t bring myself to look away. Something inside the atmosphere shifts- just five seconds ago we were playing with whipped cream- now we’re just- well what are we doing. “Tell me if i’m reading this wrong..” he mutters, frosty air escaping his lips. His lips. Something inside me snaps, like a rubber band pulled too far. Mackiah Mercer, the annoyingly annoying boy from my school, who’d always leave me walking away with a dumb smile on my face. Mackiah Mercer, my weirdly weird coworker who follows me around trying to pry that same smile out of me each and everyday. Mackiah Mercer, the still annoyingly weird boy who’s standing dangerously close to me right now- my eyes drift from his sparkling eyes to his pursed lips. and then i kissed him, a quick peck. His face melts into an upside down smile, he slides his hands on either side of my neck sending chills down my spine, “just can’t get enough of me, can you?” he gently leans in for another kiss. “shut up,” i mutter before closing the gap between us. Whipped cream drips down our faces. I can feel his lips quirk into a smile as he slowly pulls away. I lick the cool whip from my mouth, my hand hovering over my face trying to mask the dorky smile that he caused.

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epilogue:

random coworker: “Why’s your face so red?”

“it’s not!”