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CHEOL WITH GLASSES 🥺🥺
OMG LOOK AT HIM GLOWING 😭😭😭 HE'S SO PERFECT 🥺🥺
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۶ৎ 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲
۶ৎ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:
You walk into Chan’s room late at night to drop off something he forgot, only to find him deeply asleep, flushed, breathing unevenly, and clearly caught in the middle of an extremely vivid wet dream—his hips twitching, soft moans slipping past his lips, and an obvious, straining bulge tenting his sweatpants. As his longtime friend who’s always secretly wanted more, you convince yourself it would be cruel to leave him like this… so you decide to “help” while he’s still lost in sleep.
۶ৎ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬:
somnophilia (non-con/dub-con elements due to him being asleep), handjob, oral (reader giving), Chan waking up mid-act, mutual pining that finally snaps, soft-turned-rough sex, praise, slight possessiveness from Chan once he’s awake, creampie. 18+ only.
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Surprising bf!skz on tour
Contains: ot8 x gn!reader
Genre: fluff, humor
Warnings: cursing
A/n: wanted to make this, so here's a little post before the Maknae line of drunken confession<3
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CxM Double Up: Cheol's Pink Hair
▷summary: you attend CxM's Double Up Live Party with your friends (and are pleasantly surprised by seungcheol's new hair color).
▷warnings/tags: no smut, fluff, reader is female and identified in this fic as 'you' (and y/n maybe twice), reader is in a relationship with seungcheol, reader is best friends with the rest of the members (seungkwan, dokeyom, and mingyu), small mention of DkSk' debut album 'Dream Serenade' (pls stream it it's so good!)
▷pairings: seungcheol x fem!reader, mingyu x platonic!reader, seungkwan x platonic!reader, dokeyom x platonic!reader
▷author's note: Hi!! This is my first real fic post for this blog so of course it has to be about Choi Seungcheol🤭. I watched the Live Party for Day 2 in Incheon at like 1am and immediately fell in love with Cheol's bright pink hair and I needed to write about it. I also bought the zip up hoodie from Weverse and when I tell you that is the best quality sweater I've ever had it's so cutsey! This was also not really proofread, sorry for any mistakes/typos. Enjoy my lovies!! xoxo, gyucheolgirly😉
▷word count: ~2.5k
▷divider and photo credit: pinterest, twitter & @junabuggy
Mingyu giggles, vlog camera in hand. He talks into the lens, explaining for future viewers the small surprise that was waiting. You walk into the room, smiling at him before he turns the lens. It follows you as you reach him and give him a hug. Mingyu gives you the camera as he goes to check on Seungcheol in the next room. You smile and wave, making small talk with the vlog in the meantime. You even set the camera down to explain your ‘outfit of the day.’ Just after picking up the camera again, Mingyu came in. He takes the camera from your hands and faces it at you.
“Are you ready?” Mingyu asks you, smiling like a little kid. His goofy excitement stemmed from what was about to be revealed to you.
For his and Seungcheol’s unit concert, Seungcheol dyed his hair. The color change wasn’t anything new to you, watching the colors vary from a natural blonde to a bright red. He didn’t tell you what color he chose this time, and he also didn’t tell you that he was dying his hair at all. To be honest, it wasn’t really a big deal, but it was a fun little surprise that you could enjoy for the moment.
“What’s happening?” You giggle to Mingyu, nervous for some reason.
“It’s a surprise, so turn around!” Mingyu faces the camera outward, showing you following his instructions. You hear him rustling for a moment before the sound of a door opening and shutting. Seungcheol’s giggle is unique, and you identify it right away as he walks closer to you.
You hear Mingyu quickly yell out to “Close your eyes!” as Seungcheol turns you around and grabs one of your hands with his. Mingyu faces the camera towards him, showing his shyness as his free hand comes up to cover his smiling face. Lying on his arm is the actual present he wanted to give you, but his hair was the first surprise.
“Okay, on the count of three, you can open your eyes,” Mingyu states. You nod in response, blush looking more pigmented on your cheeks.
After his countdown, you slowly open your eyes, having them adjust to the bright lights again. Seungcheol stands in front of you, hand still clasped with yours, and a piece of clothing lying on his arm. His hair is a fuchsia pink.
You gasp in shock as your smile grows bigger. This color was a big change from his recent dark brown hair.
“Oh my god, this is amazing!” You pull his hand closer to you, making him move in more. He lets go of your hands as his instinctively holds your waist. Your hands snake up and around his neck, touching his freshly dyed hair.
“Do you like it?” He smiles, dark eyes sparking while looking at you. His dimples sink deeper into his cheeks as his smile grows bigger.
“I love it! It’s so pretty.” You lightly go over the top of his hair with your fingers, brushing his bangs away from his face. You kiss his forehead before hearing Mingyu groan in disgust just out of sight. He moves the camera closer to you, causing you to separate from Seungcheol.
Mingyu tries to get close to Seungcheol, messing with him by trying to get close to him, but he pushes him away, still shy from his interaction with you. One thing about Seungcheol was that no matter how long you’ve been with him, he still gets shy around you. It was something that both of you knew, but never mentioned. You thought it was adorable, and it made your heart flutter knowing that he loved you so much.
Mingyu shows you and Seungcheol to the camera once more before ending his segment of the vlog. He leaves the room for a moment, going into the one Seungcheol was previously in.
You notice the piece of clothing on Seungcheol’s arm, thinking it was his. He takes the material and puts it in your arms, “For you.”
You smile, taking the fabric and opening it up. The light grey material is a zip-up hoodie for their unit concert. The front and back are embroidered with CxM and ‘Double Up Live Party.’
Your breath catches as you admire the sweater, feeling the thickness and softness of it.
“I was thinking you could wear it to the concert,” Seungcheol says, looking at you with love and admiration.
“This is super cute. Thank you.” You give him another kiss on his cheek, promising to wear the hoodie the day you attend his and Mingyu’s unit concert.
—
Two days came and went in what felt like seconds, the first of three concerts for CxM already completed. Day two in Incheon was the day you, Seungkwan, and Dokeyom were planning to attend. You only saw Seungcheol for a moment early in the morning that day. His alarm went off, waking both of you out of your sleeping state. He got ready for the day, kissing you sweetly before leaving, promising that he was going to find you in the crowd later tonight.
You officially woke up a few hours after Seungcheol left and started getting ready for the concert. For your outfit, you decided to keep it comfortable, but still took inspiration from the boys’ ‘Worth It’ choreography video. You wore low-rise, loose camo pants with Timberlands. Your shirt was white with ‘No Smoking Without Me’ written on it, along with a no-smoking sign in the center. You paired it with big hoops, a chain on the belt loops, and stacked mixed metal bracelets, rings, and necklaces. Your makeup consisted of a sparkly gold inner corner with pure black eyeliner on your waterline, which you smudged out with black eyeshadow. Along with a thick layer of blush and highlighter on your cheeks and nose, and your hair big and curly, your whole outfit is tied together with the zip-up hoodie Seungcheol gave you.
After taking a couple of photos and videos of your outfit, Seungkwan texted you that he and Dokeyom were outside your home. You grab your clear purse with your wallet, phone, charger, digital camera, keys, and lightstick before locking up the front door and making your way to Seungkwan and Dokeyom’s car. Seungkwan moved to the back so you could sit in the front, which you tried to protest, but it was no use (when Seungkwan made up his mind about something, it was written in stone).
On the way to the venue, you congratulated Dokeyom and Seungkwan on their new unit album, complimenting their vocals and meaningful song lyrics. When asking for your favorite, you said you loved all their songs equally, but it was obvious which ones you preferred more (Rockstar and Guilty Pleasure).
Soon enough, you arrive at the venue, pulling into a different area than the VIPs and general parking. Dokeyom parks the car, unclipping his seatbelt; Seungkwan and you do the same. Before opening the doors, you grab your camera to take a few photos with everyone. Seungkwan asks for the camera, and you hand it to him. He turns on the video setting and starts recording a little vlog for you to watch later when transferring the data to your laptop.
His love for the camera is shown brightly through the vlog. Compared to Mingyu’s more professional camera, your 2000s digital camera gave more of a homevideo feel to it.
“Hi!! It’s Seungkwan! I’m here with Dokeyom hyung and Y/n noona…” He faces the small camera to you and Dokeyom in the driver's and passenger’s seats. You and Dokeyom wave and smile. He wraps you in his arms, getting you to laugh with him in excitement.
It was normal for the boys to be clingy with you. You were a close friend to them before dating Seungcheol, and it only brought you closer to them. They loved you like a sister and would always play around with you for lighthearted laughs.
“...and we’re here to see Mingyu and Seungcheol hyung perform their unit concert. How are you feeling?”
“Excited! It’s going to be so much fun.” You say, still laughing him Dokeyom’s arms.
Seungkwan hands you the camera as you get out of the car. You show the camera your outfits, propping it on the hood of the car as the video continues to get your outfits in full screen.
You, Seungkwan, and Dokeyom quickly say goodbye to the vlog, promising to continue it when you enter the venue.
The walk up to the top booth wasn’t too bad, though you would be lying if you said it was easy. For how much Seungkwan and Dokeyom were in shape, they were still out of breath from all the stairs that needed to be climbed. The good thing was that you weren’t sweating, which was because it was cold.
You, Seungkwan, and Dokeyom found your seats at the very top of the venue. You had gotten there earlier than anticipated, but it was nice to relax and take in the view. There were thousands of Carats making their way to the stands and floor, excited for CxM. Many fans sitting just below recognized you, Seungkwan, and Dokeyom as you smiled, waved, and enjoyed your time with the boys before. You were able to record for the vlog again on your digital camera, showing the venue, your seats, and the fans.
Suddenly, the lights of the venue dimmed, and the music was turned up; the concert was starting. Seungcheol and Mingyu walked out from the shadows as fans screamed and jumped in excitement. They did their greeting, talked with the crowd, and began singing.
The first half of the concert went amazingly. You danced, sang, and recorded the stages with Seungkwan and Dokeyom, occasionally recording one another. You’ve always loved concerts. The adrenaline rush the loud music gives you, as well as being in a space where everyone has the same interests. Being able to enjoy and record something and make friends with so many strangers makes concerts unforgettable.
After one of their songs, Mingyu and Seungcheol paused to talk to the crowd again.
“Ah, we have a few special guests with us today. Seungkwan and Dokeyom are here! Seungcheol, who else is here?” Mingyu said, smirking, sweating, and out of breath. He knew you were here, but wanted him to say it because he was your boyfriend after all.
“My girlfriend is here too.” The crowd ‘awes’, making Seungcheol shyly smile. He looks up at the crowd through the bright spotlights. You can tell that he’s trying to find you in the booths, but can’t because of the number of people there.
Mingyu follows his actions, trying to look for you and the members who showed up.
Seungkwan and Dokeyom start yelling from the top of the venue, calling out for Seungcheol and Mingyu. You begin yelling, too, and soon after, the cameras find you. Seungkwan, you, and Dokeyom jump in excitement, smiling and waving your arms in the air.
Mingyu and Seungcheol look up at the big screens and smile, looking in the booths to try to see you. Many Carats below you also begin shouting for them, and eventually, it gets their attention in your section.
Seungcheol smiles widely when he finally notices you, waving up to your booth.
Seungcheol calls out your name sweetly in the microphone. Mingyu giggles into his microphone as he watches you, Seungkwan, and Dokeyom playing around. You and Seungkwan make a heart with your arms as Dokeyom hugs both of you from behind.
The crowd begins singing Dokeyom and Seungkwan’s new song ‘Blue’ from their album ‘Serenade.’ They smile wide as you, Mingyu, Seungcheol, and Carats sing the song that came out just recently before that.
Mingyu calls out to you, and you do your best to look at him from a distance. He compliments your sweater, and the thought of Seungcheol being the one to gift it to you makes you blush. You point at the ‘CxM’ logo in the front before turning your back and pointing to the embroidered ‘Double Up Live Party’ on the back.
“You’re pretty,” Seungcheol says simply, almost forgetting that he was on stage in front of thousands of people.
The crowd ‘awes’ again, making him curl up into a ball, and you blush even more than before.
“Yah, okay, stop flirting with your girlfriend, we have a show to do.” Mingyu messes with Seungcheol, pushing his shoulder. The boys wave up to you, Seungkwan, and Dokeyom once more. You blow kisses and hearts to the boys before they continue their concert with their songs.
—
The concert came and went in a flash, and it was amazing. Seungcheol and Mingyu did such a good job with their performances that it was an unbelievable experience.
As Carats left the venue, you, Seungkwan, and Dokeyom went backstage to meet up with Seungcheol and Mingyu. You hug Mingyu, congratulating him on his songs and stage presence. He hugs you back tightly, lifting you and swinging you around. At the same time, Seungkwan and Dokeyom are complimenting Seungcheol on the same thing.
You then grab Seungcheol’s hand. He immediately brings his attention to you, his dimple showing deeply in his cheek. You hug him tightly, kissing his temple as you run your hands over his hair. He kisses your cheek, then your lips. He rests his forehead on yours, breathing deeply from the two and a half hour performance, sweat dripping down his entire body.
He backs up, still holding your hand as he looks at your outfit. “You look beautiful. Didn’t I wear this for the ‘Worth It’ choreography video?”
You nod, smiling as you show him all of your accessories.
He looks at you, love and sweetness in his eyes. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
He hugs you again, sighing contentedly with the second of three unit concerts being over.
You, Seungcheol, Mingyu, Dokeyom, and Seungkwan sit down on the couch backstage, smiling as you take photos. Seungcheol wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer as the camera flashes go off. Dokeyom makes a heart with Mingyu as Seungkwan sits beside you, doing a peace sign with you. You then grab your digital camera for the last time for the night, turning it on and recording the ending for your vlog. Dokeyom takes the camera this time, passing it around to Mingyu, Seungcheol, and Seungkwan. You’re the last one to grab it, summarizing the night and concert. Before waving goodbye to the camera, the boys move in closer to you, yelling their goodbyes, smiling, and waving. Seungcheol then kisses your cheek, letting out a ‘muah.’ You laugh before turning the camera off.
After getting the footage onto your laptop, this was your favorite vlog to date. Not because of your outfit, or the flashy photos, but because you got to watch your best friend and boyfriend perform on their own on stage in front of thousands of people with your boys beside you, dancing and singing along. It was a moment that you will never forget; editing the vlog in the same zip-up hoodie Seungcheol gave you two days before your show.
push up on me and sweat, darling || choi seungcheol
Pairing: Scoups x f.reader
Synopsis: you love watching your boyfriend workout and this time, you try something new.
Warnings: suggestive, kissing, fluff
wc: 915 words.
a/n: okayyy, so this is my first fic? drabble? it's just a little something i wrote when i was simping over my man. hope yall like reading it!
credits: @choco-scoups @livmarauder @mellowgyu @caratchronicles thank you my lovesss for reading it and giving me the confidence to post it.
"I'm home!!", you sing out as you close the door to your apartment but don't receive a reply. Turning around, you expect to see your boyfriend lounging on the sofa as usual, except he's not. Confused, you look at the clock and realise that you've come home early today. He must be working out in the gym room with his headphones on. Shaking your head, you decide to freshen up first.
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Flirting - Steve Harrington
╰summary: over the summer, you start flirting with your best friend's co-worker Steve Harrington, sure that he could never want you in the same way you want him. Right?
╰pairing: Steve x reader
╰Warnings: mutual pining, reader and Steve being shy idiots, flirting, love confessions, heated making out, reader being described with female pronouns, no use of Y/N, set in season 3
╰word count: 3.7k (oopsie!)
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It started on a seemingly random Saturday afternoon, where the heat of the sun felt like little daggers on skin. Wind gusts, if there were any, accomplished not even a fleeting moment of relief from the burning temperature currently holding Hawkins, Indiana in a chokehold.
Various people attempted to fan themselves with their bus tickets, puffing out their cheeks subconsciously to somehow keep functioning until their anticipated stop at Starcourt Mall. Loud chatter filled the vehicle, although you mostly managed to block it out by the music blaring through your walkman.
Summer break had begun just in time for the insane heat wave to wash over Hawkins. Normally, you would have met up with your best friend Robin on a lazy day like today. Maybe you would have driven to the lake to talk and sunbathe and enjoy each other's company without the pressure of society for once.
But Robin's mum had pushed her to take a job while she was still unsure about college, and naturally, given her convincing nature, she had gotten the first one she applied for; some ice cream parlor that had recently opened in the new shopping mall. So instead of meeting up with Robin at the lake, you thought it could be a relief to her if you visited the place where she would have to spend most of her summer.
The bus came to a jerky stop, the breaks squealing suspiciously before the doors opened. To your surprise, even hotter air entered the bus, and everyone hastily gathered their belongings before aiming for the door. Children yelled and stressed parents groaned before trying to catch up with them.
Packing the walkman into your bag, you flung the latter over your shoulder before heading for the doors yourself. Despite wearing a light sundress, you could feel a single sweat bead rolling down your back, and your thighs felt clammy from having sat so long.
Once inside Starcourt, an instant feeling of relief washed over you. Cool air blew into your face as you searched the mall for Scoops Ahoy. You knew Robin was there before actually spotting her; years of friendship did that to a person. A knowing grin spread across your features as you saw her interacting with some middle schoolers. Her features were telling you everything you needed to know; she seemed beyond annoyed.
''You really should be nicer to these kids, you know?'', you scolded her once the group was gone. Her eyes widened in surprise and a smile followed not a second later. ''I can't believe you're here!'', she exclaimed as she rounded the counter and pulled you in for a quick hug. ''Is it so boring without me home?'', she added. ''You couldn't imagine it if you tried,'', you rolled your eyes. ''So I thought why not visit you? I know you can't spend lots of time with me, but I have nothing better to do, anyway.''
Just as she was about to reply, a voice called her from the back of the store. ''Robin? Did you hide my hat again? Jesus, I swear to god-'', to your outmost surprise, Steve Harrington emerged from the stockroom, halting in the midst of his sentence as his eyes landed on Robin and you.
Being a year younger than Robin, you hadn't been in her and Steve's grade, but of course you knew Steve 'The Hair' Harrington. You willed your motor functions not to disappoint you and not let it show what kind of effect his mere presence had on your physiology. You knew Robin hated him, but you couldn't help but find him somehow endearing.
Robin's sigh brought you back into the moment, and for a second you thought Steve's lips were parted in surprise at seeing you. ''For the millionth time, dingus: I didn't hide it. Maybe just use your brain for once and remember where you put it.'', she crossed her arms in front of her chest and raised a single brow in annoyance.
Steve paid her no mind, eyes still fixed on you. He slowly placed his arms on the countertop and leaned against it in what he hoped was a casual way. ''And who is this stunning lady?'', he asked, grin tugging at his lips.
Heat flushed to your cheeks and suddenly you missed the burning hot from outside. ''No, no-uh, nope,'', Robin declared, taking a step between Steve and you. ''She's not a girl you can try to seduce, she's not a pawn in your game, you can't even look at her,'', she announced, arms outstretched to either side of you as if Steve was a wild animal ready to attack you.
Maybe he was.
Grin not leaving Steve's plump lips, he tried to catch a glimpse of you behind Robin's body. ''If you think I don't have a chance with her, why are you so protective?'' Color drained from Robin's face while she tried hard to maintain her stern stare. Although she was sure Steve's charm was hindered by his recent fall in popularity plus this ridiculous uniform, she knew all too well about your crush on him.
Arms falling to her sides again, she tried mustering up an answer. ''Because she's my best friend, is all,'', she muttered. ''There's nothing in our rules saying I can't flirt with your best friend.'', he countered. To your surprise, Robin mumbled something incoherently before joining Steve behind the counter, seeming even more annoyed than while dealing with eleven-year-olds.
Eyes falling on you again, Steve dampened his lips with his tongue, the corner of them pulling into a winning grin. Taking a step toward the counter, you leaned against the opposite side and raised an eyebrow expectantly. ''If I can guess your favorite flavor, can I take you out on a date?'' You could hear Robin let out an involuntary gasp at his question, but his eyes never left yours. Yours never left his, either.
Sure, there was that cocky grin, but you couldn't help but wonder whether the glint in his eyes was one of genuine hope. ''If I can guess how many girls that worked on today, do I win instead?'', you asked back. Robin let out a snort of a laugh at your reply, surely thinking this was you rejecting him.
Steve's smirk, however, did not waver. Eyes staying locked, he could see this was far from a rejection; this was flirting. His voice dropped a few octaves without it being intentional. ''And what do you get, if you win?'' Placing your elbow on the counter, you let your head rest on it and faked contemplating your answer.
''I'll have to think about that. But trust me, I'll let you know,'', you finally replied. Robin was, unfortunately, quick to catch on that this was in fact, not a rejection, so she stood wordlessly next to Steve, mouth agape and a look of utter shock on her face.
Turning your face towards your best friend and trying to maintain that confident and playful demeanor you had suddenly found, you just hoped Robin wouldn't be too hurt that you were flirting with her sworn enemy.
''I take it you know the answer to both of our questions?'', you asked her, ripping her from her silent trance. If she was genuinely hurt, she didn't show it. ''I do, yeah'' You turned back to Steve, raising an eyebrow in a teasing way.
The counter now seemed smaller than it had been before. With both Steve's and your arms being crossed on it, you were suddenly all too close to his face. ''Yoghurt,'', Steve breathed out, trying to be confident with his answer. ''Zero,'', you replied, then both turned your head towards Robin who was finally displaying a hint of a smirk again.
''It's hazelnut,'', her voice rang through the air, thick with schadenfreude. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Steve letting his head hang in defeat. ''And of course, zero is correct.'' Gaze focusing on Steve again, he slowly raised his head, eyes closed and brows furrowed in annoyance.
Then his brown eyes were finally focused on yours again. Without really breaking eye contact, he spooned a scoop of hazelnut ice cream into a cone and handed it to you with a lopsided smile adorning his lips. ''On the house.'', he offered, suddenly seeming shy. You hadn't known Steve Harrington could even be shy.
Taking the cone from him, your fingers slightly touched his warm ones and you willed your body not to shiver at the contact. The shyness had apparently passed on to you, because when you caught his gaze again, you were sure your mouth was agape for a second, too many thoughts running through your head to pick out what to say to him.
Your eyes were locked on the ground for a split second, before you forced yourself to look at him again. Same lopsided smile, same shy features, same kind eyes that made your insides turn warm against your better judgement.
''Yoghurt is a close second, by the way,'', you breathed out, quieter than your voice had been mere minutes ago. You could not help but notice his eyebrows raising up in hope. It seemed like both your acts of confident flirting subsided for a second, and there were simply two teenagers, standing in front of each other, trying to find the guts to tell the other they liked them. ''Really?'' You smiled then; a kind, warm one detached from your previous act of arrogance. ''Yeah.''
You found Robin's gaze next to Steve's. The look on her face could still be described as a shocked one, but you could nonetheless discern that of a supporting best friend. ''See you tomorrow, Robin,'', you smiled. ''You'll have to call me this evening!'', she demanded, and you nodded in reply.
Ready to turn away and head out the door, you could decipher Steve's voice in a whisper. ''Tomorrow, huh?'', arms crossed on the counter again, the glint of banter and flirting back in his eyes. ''Of course.'', you heard yourself saying.
Since then, weeks passed. Weeks of Robin slowly changing her mind about Steve. And then, weeks of Robin begging you to finally act upon your flirting, because C'mon please I can't stand your constant flirting anymore, just kiss and get it over with! But no, you couldn't. Sure, you enjoyed flirting with Steve.
Actually, it was your favorite part of any day.
But you couldn't. It was still Steve. You weren't sure whether he was really honestly interested in you. You had heard too much about him, had heard too many of Robin's stories (though now she was trying to get the two of you to hook up). Maybe that was the point. You weren't one to simply hook up.
You craved a relationship. One based on real connection and mutual trust, not a one night stand based on mere attraction.
So, your situation remained unchanged. You visited Scoops Ahoy several times a week, chatted with Robin, flirted with Steve, then went home and kept on contemplating your life.
A small sigh involuntarily left your mouth as you stepped onto the escalator that led up to Scoops Ahoy. The mall was buzzing with customers, as it was nearly every day. Children were running around with food smeared on their faces and teenagers were giggling in corners about crushes that were changing every day. Hand placed delicately on the handrail, you took in your surroundings and wondered whether you were wasting your time coming here.
The cool air of the ice cream parlor greeted you in a familiar way now, and you tried mustering up a smile although you did not feel it. A few children were waiting in line in front of the counter, and you immediately caught Robin's gaze. Her face practically lit up upon seeing you.
''Perfect timing! I just sent Steve to get more chocolate ice cream, could you check the storage room and help him out?'' Though she tried to imply she was stressed about the kids in line, the smile on her way screamed mischief.
You arched an eyebrow at her, but her facial expression did not falter. ''Sure,'', you dragged out the word, waiting for any kind of unusual reaction from her, before squeezing past her and through the back door.
This wasn't the first time of you helping the two of them out. You were visiting nearly every day, so you might as well aid them when the mall was particularly busy and when the sun was striking down mercilessly hot.
You pushed through the door to find Steve's tall frame searching frantically through the various freezers in the room. He turned at the sound of you entering and ruffled a hand through his hair in a stressed manner.
''Oh. Hi,'', he muttered, turning away and continuing his search. ''Hi,'', you replied. ''Robin sent me,'', you explained, kneading your hands nervously. ''Why are you so stressed? Did you run out of chocolate?'', you asked.
He turned towards you again, his face one of utter confusion. ''Chocolate? Robin told me to search for a special edition popcorn ice cream in collaboration with the cinema,'' Just as he was finishing his sentence, you could hear the lock of the door turn behind you.
You whipped around, trying the handle, but to no avail; it was locked. ''Robin, this isn't funny,'', you yelled through the thick wood of the door. ''You'll thank me one day.'', she called back, and you could year the winning smirk in her voice.
You let your forehead fall gently against the door and closed your eyes. ''Did she lock us in?''
''Yeah,''
''Why would she do that?''
You swallowed and turned to Steve. Blood was rushing to your cheeks and you felt like a vulnerable thirteen-year-old, and you hated feeling that way around him. You shrugged, crossing your arms in front of your chest, mirroring how he was standing.
He was leaning against the opposite wall, one foot propped against it, arms crossed perfectly to show his trained biceps and hair strands falling into his face.
His eyes were studying you just like yours were studying him. ''Why would she say you'll thank her one day?'', he inquired further, and there was that cocky grin again. In hindsight, it had been there the whole time, how had you missed it?
You rolled your eyes. ''I don't know, Steve.'' You pushed away from the door and started pacing the room, gnawing at your lip in concentration.
''Are you, like, not interested in me anymore?'' His voice rang quietly through the small space you were occupying. You stopped dead in your tracks and stared at him, all color draining from your face.
''What?'', was all you got your brain to come up with. Steve's cocky grin had suddenly turned to a forced, sad smile, and you could not decipher why. ''She told you, didn't she?'', you asked, heart beating against your ribcage and breath hitching.
''Yeah,'', he breathed out. You were sure you were going to have a panic attack. Sure, there were moments in which you had feared Robin had told Steve about your crush on him, but you always came to the set-in-stone conclusion that she would never betray her best friend like that.
''Oh my god,''you muttered under your breath, and began pacing the room again. ''Hey, stop. You're making me nervous as hell.'' With your breath picking up and thoughts clamoring through your brain, you did not register his voice until you felt the light touch of his hands resting on your arms and stopping you from pacing.
You slowly looked up into his eyes, and they were as kind as they always were, though laced with slight concern. ''Hey,'', he tried again, hesitation evident in his voice as he lightly rubbed your arms in trying to calm you down.
You looked away again, not being able to stand the warmth his brown eyes radiated. ''She shouldn't have told you,'', you muttered. ''Why?'' The room was silent for a moment before he spoke again. ''Because it isn't true?''
This made you whip your head around, eyes finding his and you swore you could see sadness in them. This was your chance. You could deny it all. Yes, that's right. I'm not at all crushing on you. Haven't been for the past year or so, either!
You could save yourself from the shame and social downfall of being rejected by Steve Harrington. But you couldn't do it. Because there was a part of you, albeit a very, very small part, that hoped he would feel the same way about you.
''No,'', you brought out. ''No, it's true. But I'm not who you think I am,'', you tried explaining. Steve's face was one of confusion, but he didn't interrupt you, and he seemed like he wanted to listen to you talk all day.
''I'm not the flirty, confident girl I presented myself as for all those weeks. Honestly, normally I'm shy, I don't know what's gotten into me, but I'm not as confident as I seem.''
Steve's face scrunched up into an expression you could only describe as utter adoration. ''Who is, though?'', he replied. You raised your pointer finger directly above his chest and lightly pecked him with it. ''You are,''
He took your hand into one of his and flattened it against his chest, holding it there. Your heartbeat was back to its maniac-like pace and his body involuntarily tensed under your touch. His took and released a deep breath, as if your touch physically affected him.
Steve shook his head in answer and let out a breath of a chuckle. ''Do you see what you're doing to me?'' Your eyebrows scrunched together in confusion and Steve raised his unoccupied hand and smoothed out the crease between them, making you tense as well. His hand hesitantly cupped your cheek, fingers softly cradling the back of your neck. Your head was spinning.
''I have the feeling I'm doing at least something similar to you, so could we please cut the bullshit and admit we like each other?'', he let out a shaky laugh, and you could feel his pulse hammering under his uniform. You could only imagine how fast your own was going.
''You...you like me?'' He chuckled at your question. ''I could sit here all day and tell you in perfect detail what I like about you, but I have the feeling I should at least take you out on a date first, because otherwise there is a very high probability that you'll think I'm nuts,'', he laughed again, but you could see the seriousness and hope in his eyes.
His thumb was caressing your cheek as it all came crushing down on you. This was it. He had lay himself bare in front of you. This was your moment to be brave.
At the split of a second, several things happened seemingly at once: You got on your tiptoes, raised your hand, gently grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled his face down towards yours.
His lips came down crashing down on yours and despite you having initiated the kiss, somewhy you were still surprised at the contact. Steve gasped against your mouth and it sounded suspiciously like a moan. His lips were warm and strong against yours, leading the kiss with ease.
A hunger you did not know was inherent to your body was taking full control of your motor functions. You would have been embarrassed had you not felt that same hunger in his kisses.
Your lips met again and again in heated kisses, and Steve slowly backed you against one of the walls, hand cupping the back of your head so you would not hit it against the concrete.
Steve's lips left yours to attach them to your neck, placing delicate kisses against your heated skin. Head rolling against the wall and eyes closed, you let out a moan at the sensation, goosebumps rising on your back.
You could feel Steve stilling at the sound and you ripped your eyes open in embarrassment. The familiar heat rose to your cheeks. ''Sorry,'' you muttered, and Steve groaned, before attacking your mouth with his again. ''Fuck,'', he muttered against your lips.
''Don't ever apologize for that,'', he clarified, as he snaked his strong arms around your back. Before you knew it, your feet were in the air and locking behind Steve's back. Your stomach did a loop at the feeling of being carried so effortlessly by him.
Your hands were buried in the soft locks of his hair as he gently placed you on the only table in the room. He was standing between your legs, lips never once leaving yours.
You were both way too busy making out as to have heard Robin talking to herself or the keys rattling in her hands. ''So I thought I had to make sure you haven't killed each othe- OH MY GOD,'', she exclaimed, standing helplessly in the doorway.
Steve didn't hastily pull away from you, he wasn't ashamed. One hand still cupping and caressing your cheek, he turned his head towards Robin, face contorted into an annoyed expression.
''I'm scarred for life,'', Robin continued, face motionless, and you snickered at her dramatic wording. ''You were the one to look us into this room!'', Steve exclaimed defensively. ''To share your feelings, not make babies!'', she yelled back. You clapped your hands in front of your face in embarrassment.
''We weren't'', Steve explained. Then added a teasing ''Yet.'' Robin threw her hands into the air at his comment and left to attend to impatient customers.
''That was so embarrassing,'', you whispered, arms snaking behind Steve's neck, eyes full of adoration. ''She'll get over it,'', Steve muttered, stealing another kiss and then grinning sheepishly.
''Steve, I'm serious, I need you back out here!'', you could hear Robin yell from the front of the store. Steve groaned and let his forehead lean against yours, before placing a few playful kisses on your cheeks.
You let out a giggle as he slowly staightened and reluctantly walked towards the door. Hand against the door frame, he looked back at you and a smile tugged at his lips. ''Can I take you out for dinner tonight?'', he then asked, voice somehow still shy after all that had just happened.
''Are you sure you want that?'', you teased. His eyes softened. ''I have rarely been so sure about anything, actually.'' Your heart skipped a beat. Or three. ''Of course you can.'', you replied, and he grinned before joining Robin at the counter.
we were robbed by not having "Feel" on the Hype Vibes album 😫😫😫