The sound of keyboard clicks fills your apartment while you lay sprawled half asleep on his bed, the room is dark and the only source of light came from Vernon's monitor and RGB keyboard. His voice echoes in the room as he speaks to his chat.
"Yo chat, should I go to bed?" Vernon mumbled lazily, leaning back in his chair, making it creak beneath his weight.
"My girl is sleepy and I think I should log off before she gets mad at me for staying up this late"
He glanced back at you before looking at his chat again, the comments already exploding with people begging him to play one more game
"Okay then, one more game" he hummed quietly into the mic, adjusting his posture to sit straight as he started yet another round of the game he'd been playing all night.
You let out a tired groan from his bed, burying your face deeper into his pillow, the fabric had a faint scent of his cologne.
Vernon glanced back for a second, his headset almost slipping off as he smiled softly at your sleepy form
"See? she's already mad"
the chat flooded with messages telling him to go sleep
"Relax chat, I'll survive" he mumbled, running a hand through his hair as he continued playing
Not even ten minutes later you felt the mattress dip slightly beside you
"You lost already?" you mumbled sleepily
"Nah" Vernon replied, pulling you into a warm hug from behind "I just like you more than ranked."
Warning: mentions of puke and just blunt cringe first meeting ;-;
Summary: After long days of not seeing each other, the members of Seventeen decide that it would be a good idea to invite you to the set to cheer up a sulked Vernon.
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It had been days since you had last had a nice meal with your boyfriend of 6 months, promotions were tight and the comeback was soon, this was to be expected by you. You did know the relationship came with strings attached that could never be cut.
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The two of you had met 6 months prior to the comeback's announcement after meeting on a lonely winter night by the Han River. It was cringy and it was cheesy, but you wouldn't change the fact that your drunkness had caused you to trip over Hansol's leg, which was indeed tucked away and not on your way like you argued that day.
He apologized nonetheless, and you continued on your drunk arguing, finger pointed at him as you accused him of purposefully tripping you, which had never been the case. It wasn't any better when the man laughed at your actions causing you to get even redder with anger. A sudden wave of sickness hit you hard the next second, and before you even knew it you were doubling over and puking your dinner and cheap soju on the man's shoes.
The poor man was surprisingly nonacholantic to it all, and simply patted your back awkwardly as you emptied your stomach on his brand new shoes, that sure made you sober up and after heaving on top of him you woke back to life, standing up straight with wide eyes and covering your mouth.
âIâm so sorry!â You hurriedly said bowing fully at 90Âș, which was probably not the best idea as you felt your head throb.
âarghâ you moaned in pain, grabbing onto your head.
âAre you okay?â the man asked you, your eyes looking ahead, his head lowered to look at you, worry flashing through his eyes, you nod standing back up.
âYour shoesâŠIâm sorryâ you repeated, lips tight into a line as you eyed the disgusting cover on them.
"It 's fine. Really. Are you really okay though? Have you sobered up?â He joked, a slight smile on his face. Your face thankfully already red, doesnât showcase the way your whole body burned up in embarrassment.
âI think so⊠I will pay for the cleaner-â you grimaced at the sight of his poor shoes.
âIâll buy you new onesâ you offered, sloppily reaching for your handbag, only to realize that it wasnât there.
Frantic arms move around your body as your eyes move like crazy looking around the whole place.
âDid you lose something?â he questions, eyes also searching around.
âMyâŠmy bagâ you sigh, hand moving from grabbing your head to your hair, brushing your hair away from your face.
âGosh, Iâm so stupidâŠâYou mumbled, angry because youâre sober and recalling that you just lost your job and now angry because youâre sober, jobless and lost your wallet, phone and house keys.
You didnât know it then, you didnât get why he kept asking what color your bag was, the size and what belongings were inside along with your name. You soon learned that he was an idol as he removed his hood and mask.
He was none other than Vernon from Seventeen and he had just posted about a âfriendâ who had lost her purse.
Shock wasnât the best word to describe your feeling when you found out who he was, all of you wished to have superpowers so that you could make yourself disappear and erase his memory of you. Not only was he a famous idol whose group you knew and liked. But he was also your favorite member of said groupâŠ
It was a memorable event for the two of you, as by the end of the night and beginning of dawn you had bought him shoes at a local store that was somehow still open.
And then someone claimed the bag as a missing item and Hansol accompanied you to said location of the person who had in hand your belongings to make sure that it wasnât a hoax nor dangerous.
The person was a girl, also a fan who handed you the bag and whom Vernon spoke to, thanking her deeply with you bowing in the background and thanking her for your life.
After it all, Vernon decided to give you his phone number, just in case you lost something important in public again. Taking use of it, you texted him after you two had said goodbye, him back almost out of sight.
âI lost somethingâ you text.
âWhat was it?âÂ
âYouâÂ
Given he came back, a small smile on his face.
The two of you decided to eat something together at 6am.
But now, sitting in your lonely studio apartment, you wondered how he was. He had begun to practice for a comeback as it was merely weeks away and he had a lot to do and practice. It made it hard to text and call each other, but worst to it was the fact that he now barely had time to even hang out with you.
Sitting on your small sofa you looked out your window as a drama played on your tv, the sound almost gone as your focus stayed on the lives outside in the busy streets of Seoul.
âFor just how long will they be busy?â you whined, hand thrown back onto the head of the sofa sighing.
On your coffee table, your phone begins to vibrate, the name, âScoops of Icecreamâ flashing on your screen, a wide smile breaking out on your face as you hurriedly reach forward to answer the call.
âHello?â you say, trying your best to conceal your happiness.
âHey, Hey. Do you think you can stop real quick?â Seungcheol asked, sighing at the other end.
âWhy? Whatâs wrong?â you ask, beginning to worry.
âThe kids were playing and now Vernon is sulking over a game of mafia because of Mingyuâ you could sense the eye roll, lips tight as you try not to burst out laughing as you hear him put the phone away from his ear to scream for the members to be quiet.
âIâll be there in 20â you laugh softly.
âThank you! Gotta go, Hoshi is- HOSHI!â the call disconnects before he can even finish, and youâre almost thankful seeing as if he called for Hoshi there would for sure be chaos occurring.
Just like you had told him you got there within 20 minutes of the call, walking with 4 trays of coffee and a bag filled with snacks that you had hurriedly bought from the stop beside your apartment.
âY/N!â Dino almost runs as he catches sight of you at the entrance, the members all turning to look at the mention of your name.
Your eyes look around smiling and bowing slightly at everyone until your eyes reach your boyfriendâs.
Alike Seungcheolâs mention, he had a pout on his face, arms crossed over his chest, puppy eyes staring straight at you that almost screamed âunfairâ.
âI brought coffee and snacks!â you raise the bags before plopping them down onto a nearby table.
âWhat brought you here?â Joshua smiles as he takes a coffee.
âI heard someone was sulking so I had to check it outâ you joke, a loud huff being heard by everyone.
The members looked almost shocked, sure, Vernon liked to show emotion and he was great at expressing his feelings with his face, but noise? They had never expected him to be lousy with words, much less to make cute expressions or noises to catch the attention of someone.
âMingyu, you should play gentlyâ you laugh bumping onto his shoulder as he takes a chocolate bar from the bag.
âHeâs the sore loser. I said that Junâs the mafia but he didnât believe me, said it was me and then got killedâ he shrugs, to which you laughed.
Vernon finally stands up walking your way, you pout back at him just as he nears you and almost falls into your arms.
âI missed youâ he mumbled sweetly, your hand instinctively pats at his back while the other runs through his hair.
âme tooâ
âEy! Have some mercy to the single onesâ Seungkwan groaned, taking a coffee and walking away with Jeonghan who winked at the two.
âWhat were you sulking about?â That was the hard question, and it was also the one with the longest response.
âLook! Mingyu was suspicious from the start! He even said he didn'tâ know the rulesâ
âHOW WOULD HE NOT KNOW THE RULES?! TO MĂFIA!" Hoshiâs voice boomed through the music video set, his frame jumping from the couch and racing to the couple who was still standing by the table with the coffee and snacks.
The rest of the groups now watched attentively as Mingyu sipped on his cup, looking up from time to time.
âMingyu was suspicious and Jun was justâŠquiet!â Vernon argued.
âI was right, just admit it. You got innocent killedâ Mingyu counteredback, gasps heard all around.
âYou -â
The argument was long as the three of them, Mingyu, Vernon and Hoshi argued against each other, most of the members having already gone back to the things, meanwhile Jun, alike his game persona per description of Vernon, watched very silently, a small smirk on his face.
His eyes connect with yours, you have to contain yourself not to snicker as the boy winks playfully, telling you all you needed to know. He would do it again.
âOk, ok. How about thisâ you intervene between the men.
âPlay again, see who is right now and who isnâtâ you suggest.
Success, the three men manage to convince the whole group who is gathering around to play again as the staff assign roles.
âYou okay? Wasnât work hard today?â Vernon asks as he laces his fingers with yours, gently squeezing.
âItâs my day off todayâ you smile, his eyes widened. You could tell he was slightly embarrassed but you easily calm him by squeezing his hand.
âYouâre busy, itâs fine. I get it. At least I got to see you todayâ you smiled comfortingly.
âIâm sorry for not being attentive to youâ he pouts once more.
Your eyes lower to his lips, you notice how he puckers them even more, your eyes moving to his, his eyebrows raising playfully as he makes kissy noises.
You laugh, but nonetheless kiss his pouty lips, slightly dry and in definite need of some chapstick.
âI know, I know. Iâll put it on afterâ he grumbles, already aware of what you would complain about.
He licks his lips, pecking you just once more before heâs called onto the set to film another mafia game.
âStay here! Weâll go out to eat after, I promise!â He smiles, moving towards his group, his hand still on yours until the very end. You nod enthusiastically, finally far as your hands disconnect and you sit back to watch the chaos.
This time, Joshua and Jeonghan were the mafiasâŠ
It was safe to say that Vernonâs bickering and pouting just got worse as he once more got fooled and you had to console the boy for the whole night.
OK so i saw this video of a SVT version of Boys by Charli XCX and a bunch of other KPOP versions on youtube so i made my own version :-) hope you all enjoy!
