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Day 04/30 - The Game Plan

A/n: Day (week) 4 of 30 day OTP challenge! This has been crossposted to AO3, so if by chance you see something like this under the u/n Soojinnie, don’t panic HAHA it’s just me from like 3 years ago or something :3 

Prompt: On A Date

Pairing: Jihoon x Seungcheol (Jicheol)

Warning(s): Nothing too bad, just a lot of heart exploding, toe curling fluff? heheh

Words:  1,545

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“You can do this!” -silence- “Come on Choi Seungcheol you got this.” -silence- “Fuck, I can’t do this.”

Seungcheol’s been sitting in his car for the last ten minutes, freaking out about tonight’s date. It’s not just any date; it’s their sixth anniversary, and Seungcheol doesn’t want to mess anything up, not when he’s planned everything so perfectly. 

But he can’t get out of the goddamn car. 

He tries to pep talk himself again, hoping this time it’ll actually prompt him to walk up to Jihoon’s door, but jumps when his phone rings. He glances at it, fumbling to answer when he sees that it’s Jeonghan.

“Hel-”

“Get your ass out of the car already or I swear Jihoon is gonna kill you for being late.” 

Seungcheol forces a strangled laugh at Jeonghan’s annoyed tone, already feeling the panic and nervousness set in. His heart races, vision swimming for a bit,  and Seungcheol wonders if this is what a stroke feels like. 

“Okay Seungcheol, you can do this. Everything’s planned. All you need to do is pick up your boyfriend,” he tells himself, glancing out the car, eyes immediately finding the second story window, where his beloved lives.

“I can’t believe you’re talking to yourself like it’s your first date,” Jeonghan snorts, and Seungcheol hears him yelp in pain. “Ignore him, he was exactly the same for our fifth year anniversary. Good luck Cheollie!” 

“Jisoo,” he laughs, nerves already disappearing when he hears his other best friend’s soothing voice. “Tell Jeonghan he’s a fucking ass, and thank you.” He hangs up on his best friends before he gets out of his car, locking it decisively behind him.

Jihoon smirks to himself when he hears the knock on the door, but his smartass remark dies in his throat when he opens the door.

Holy fuck. 

Seungcheol doesn’t tend to dress up, (neither does Jihoon, but that’s not the point), but tonight he’s in a smart, ironed shirt, with a black blazer and dark washed jeans. Jihoon’s pretty sure his brain is 99% mush right now, and he seriously considers cancelling all their plans so Seungcheol can just come in and fuck him senseless.

“Hi Jihoonie,” he beams down at the frozen younger, kissing him lightly. “Sorry I’m late,” he apologizes, and Jihoon chokes out some semblance of “It’s okay” before he’s being whisked away for their anniversary date. 

“Where are we going? All I got from you was to dress warm,” Jihoon grumbles, looking down at his oversized sweater and dark ripped jeans. “Is this okay…?” he tugs at his sleeve, and Seungcheol gives him a once over, nodding and lacing their fingers together. 

“Jihoonie, you always look perfect,” he murmurs softly, thumb stroking Jihoon’s soft, milky skin. “And it’s a surprise,” he grins excitedly, tossing Jihoon a blindfold. “No peeking!” 

The drive isn’t particularly long, but Jihoon’s dying from curiosity, barely stopping himself from asking “are we there yet?” every two minutes.

“I hate surprises,” he mutters, fingers itching to rip off the damn blindfold. The road winds and winds (and winds some more), and Jihoon is nervous but excited at the same time. “You’re not taking me to some hill to kill me, are you?” he tries to joke, although it comes out more serious than he expected.

“Jihoonie, I’d rather drive myself off a cliff than hurt you,” Seungcheol murmurs softly, large hand enveloping Jihoon’s much smaller one. “I love you,” Seungcheol purrs, and Jihoon can’t hide the soft smile growing on his face. 

“Shut up,” he huffs, ears tipped a bright red, sitting upright when he feels the car slow to a stop. “We’re here?” he asks excitedly. Seungcheol just chuckles and gets out of the car, quickly rounding it to help his (tiny) boyfriend out. 

“Hyung, can I take this stupid thing off yet,” Jihoon grumbles, lips pouting naturally. Seungcheol’s heart nearly explodes with affection at how cute Jihoon is, deciding to finally put the younger out of his misery.

Seungcheol’s heart races as he watches Jihoon take everything in, from the fairy lights hung on the low branches of the trees, to the picnic set up all pretty for the both of them, to the stunning backdrop of Seoul’s night lights, glittering and sparkling against the dark, murky sky. 

“... Wow,” Jihoon breathes, throat tight with emotion. He glances around, feeling the cool night breeze against his flushed face. 

“Seungcheol- this… this-” he chokes, turning to his boyfriend, who’s staring at Jihoon like he hung the moon and the stars. He holds him tightly, face firmly buried into his chest, praying Seungcheol can’t feel the heat of his neck and face through the material of his sweater. 

“Thank you, I love you,” Jihoon whispers, and Seungcheol melts, strong arms wrapping around his boyfriend’s shoulders. 

Seungcheol loves that about him, that Jihoon, usually so brusque and cold, has this soft, caring, vulnerable side of him, and he loves it even more that he’s lucky enough to see it. He guides Jihoon to the picnic mat, and they settle quickly, pulling out coke and orange juice (because he’d very much like his boyfriend sober tonight, thank you very much), and offering them to Jihoon. The younger snorts, rolling his eyes as he accepts the bottle of juice, pressing it to his neck in an effort to return to a normal colour.

Seungcheol chuckles, and Jihoon swipes at him, grumbling about how his boyfriend’s so stupid to do something so grossly sweet for their anniversary, but there’s an unmistakable grin on the younger’s face that betrays him. Jihoon turns away, peeking into the picnic basket to escape Seungcheol’s knowing gaze, letting out a soft gasp  when he sees jajangmyeon and spicy ramyun in a bowl.

“You remembered,” he looks up at Seungcheol, who just rolls his eyes good-naturedly, pulling his boyfriend close.

“Of course I did babe, how could I forget such a weird combination?” Seungcheol teases, kissing the top of Jihoon’s fluffy head. “Hand me the chicken would you?” he murmurs.

Jihoon flails for a second, trying to feel out the warm takeout box he saw earlier, and hands it to Seungcheol, who mumbles his thanks, letting go of Jihoon so they can eat. Jihoon mixes his noodles leisurely, watching as his heathen of a boyfriend practically inhales the entire thing (he’s half sure Seungcheol might try to eat the box too). Jihoon chortles when his boyfriend looks up at him and grins, mouth (and somehow his cheek and nose) covered in the sticky garlic soy sauce. 

“You-uh- missed,” Jihoon snorts, motioning to Seungcheol’s...entire face.

Seungcheol just smacks his lips, and smirks at Jihoon, who grimaces and throws the pack of wipes at his boyfriend, grumbling that his boyfriend is a fucking child, and not a responsible, twenty-five year-old adult. 

Jihoon sighs, setting the now-empty bowl of noodles, and leans against Seungcheol’s broad shoulder, admiring the view (-coughs- of his boyfriend -coughs-) when suddenly he feels a drop on his head. He looks up, frowning in confusion, flinching when another drop hits his face.

And another. 

And another. 

And another.

He glares at the sky, daring it to rain on them, but it only seems to make it worse. The rain picks up, going from a light drizzle to sleets of rain before either one of them can react. Seungcheol curses, grabs Jihoon and the basket of food, and sprints to his Jeep. 

“Fuck, I’m so sorry Jihoon, I totally didn’t check the weather,” Seungcheol apologizes mournfully, grabbing a towel (Jihoon doesn’t know, or want to know why it’s there) to dry his drenched boyfriend off. “I was so caught up about planning the perfect date for their anniversary, and now I’ve completely stuffed it up, and god, I still had another surpr –”

Jihoon presses his lips to Seungcheol’s, effectively cutting off his panicked rambling. “I’m not mad,” he offers quietly when they pull away. “It was too cold out there anyway,” he smiles shyly at Seungcheol, and his boyfriend melts, heart full to bursting.

“I know, but now I don’t have space to do this properly,” he sighs, digging into his jacket pocket, and Jihoon’s heart nearly stops. 

He can’t be– He wouldn’t– Oh my god he is. 

Seungcheol is so nervous he’s sure Jihoon can hear his heartbeat. He takes a shaky breath, pulling the small waterlogged box from his pocket. 

“I know this isn’t ideal, and I’m really sorry. I’d planned this all romantic, and it was gonna be perfect but the weather had to –”

“Is that a ring?” Jihoon blurts, eyes trained on the box, posture stiff and mouth dropped open in shock.

“Y-yeah, it is,” Seungcheol breathes, stomach churning as he watches Jihoon. “It’s-It’s yours, if you’ll have me,” Seungcheol whispers, opening the box to reveal a silver ring, winking at Jihoon invitingly. 

Jihoon’s silent, and Seungcheol’s heart immediately fills with dread. “You don’t have to agree, maybe it’s too early, and I don’t want to pressu–” 

“Yes, you big idiot, yes,” Jihoon laughs, hands cupping Seungcheol’s face as he peppers kisses on his boyfrie– no, his fiancé’s, face. “I love you Choi Seungcheol, and I’d love to marry you,” he breathes against the elder’s plump lips, and Seungcheol grins, practically dizzy with happiness. 

“Good.”

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Day 02/30 - Bultaoreune (It’s On Fire)

A/n: Day (week) 2 of 30 day OTP challenge! This has been crossposted to AO3, so if by chance you see this under the u/n Soojinnie, don’t panic HAHA it’s just me :3 Another short piece whoops, they get longer eventually I promise!

Prompt: Cuddling Somewhere

Pairing: Mingyu x Minghao (GyuHao)

Warning(s): Little bits of cursing, set in OFD Castaway, in that infamous Minghao bit

Words:  1,108

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“A big one is better, we can put more pots!”

“A big fire is hard to kindle, a small one is better!”

“I’m cold, so a big one is more comfortable!”

Everyone’s a little stunned when Minghao snaps like that (in front of the cameras no less), but at the same time they all knew it would happen eventually.

“Well, his innocent image may now officially rest in peace,” Jisoo murmurs quietly to Hansol and Jeonghan, and the younger snorts with laughter, nearly throwing himself off the little stool he’s perched on.

“The better Minghao gets with his korean, the snarkier he becomes,” Jeonghan chuckles, snuggling in closer to Jisoo to share his warmth. “It’s nice to see him open up,” he muses, jerking in surprise when Seungcheol’s loud booming voice calls for them to gather for dinner.

Mingyu tries to enjoy the food that he (with Seokmin and Minghao’s help) prepared, but he’s hungry , and this damn show is so not One Fine Day.

“More like Five Hard Days,” he grumbles to himself, and Minghao snickers next to him, smirking as he inhales the ramyun and grilled fish. Mingyu sets his plate down and pulls on some gloves, bending down to check on the sweet potatoes.

“Course two is here!” he declares triumphantly, breaking the steaming potatoes into pieces to share with the other members, sneakily handing Minghao a whole one to share between them.

Minghao peels the potato silently, savouring the steamy heat as he watches Mingyu do his motherly rounds. He settles next to Minghao when he's satisfied that the rest of Seventeen have been adequately fed, and takes a huge bite from the still steaming sweet potato, yelping in pain when it burns his tongue

“Idiot,” Minghao grumbles fondly, and Mingyu chews slowly, panting comically as he tries to cool the potato while eating.

“Didn’t know it was this hot,” Mingyu whines, watching as Minghao eats it carefully, fingers picking delicately at the orange flesh. “Why didn’t you warn me?”

Minghao wants to make a retort, but Seungcheol calls for the clean up crew to start washing up, and for those who helped to cook to get some rest. There’s grumbling about the lack of food, weather (and of course about the mess Mingyu made), but eventually the cleaning starts. Mingyu downs the rest of his potato in two bites, claiming the shower first, while Minghao leisurely finishes off his before heading into the warmth of the house. 

Somehow, Seokmin decides that naruto running around the house they’re in is fun despite the slippery blankets and futons scattered around, and he nearly bowls Minghao over, sending them both crashing into a freshly showered Mingyu.

“Sorry, sorry” Seokmin yelps, scrambling off the both of them and disappearing round the corner before Minghao can react. He winces, feeling the pain in his knee from the fall, and looks up, freezing when he realizes he’s straddling Mingyu.

“Is Xiao Hao a little shy?” Mingyu coos, using the one nickname Minghao hates, and the younger (only by seven months, really), glares at him, purposefully putting more weight right onto Mingyu’s crotch, smirking defiantly when he squirms uncomfortably. “Not at all,” Minghao coos back, smiling sweetly at a now-frozen Mingyu. “You’re the one that’s getting all shifty. Something bothering you?” he grins, pressing down harder, a thrill running up his spine when Mingyu gasps.

Mingyu can only muster a strangled protest before Minghao’s standing up, brushing himself off nonchalantly. His timing is impeccable (as usual), because the next second the producer walks in, telling them that they’ve wrapped up filming for the night, and both boys nod, thanking the producer and his team for all their hard work.

They’re soon distracted by more important things (read: fighting to get ready for bed), and Mingyu pushes the incident into the darkest recesses of his mind. After an exhausting hour of arguing and fighting for the bathroom, they’re finally curled up tight, together no less, and Seungcheol’s calling out goodnight, while some of the others are playing around with the cameras.

The noise quickly dies down, the other boys clearly having already exhausted themselves. It’s almost dead silent, apart from Seungcheol’s thunderous snoring, but Mingyu’s wide awake and hungry. He turns towards Minghao, flinching when he sees the bubblegum haired boy staring right at him, eyes wide and alert.

“Can’t sleep either?” he whispers, and Minghao nods, motioning silently to Jun, whose foot is quite literally, up Minghao’s ass. Mingyu barely holds in a snort, and Minghao pokes him sharply, motioning for the other to follow him, blankets securely in tow.

They tug on their jackets (and the others’ jackets too because this damn island is freezing), and head outside, where Minghao immediately starts kindling a small fire.

“I know you’re hungry, and you worked so hard to prepare all the delicious food for us, so I thought I could make something for you,” he grins.

Mingyu grins excitedly, curling himself around Minghao (to warm up, okay?) and the younger laughs quietly. They’re both painfully aware that they should be asleep, and not making desserts, but the peace and quiet is the perfect way to wind down after such a chaotic first day.

He drapes the blankets tighter round Minghao's narrow shoulders, smiling softly when he hums in appreciation, holding their dessert over the fire.

The snack is simple. It’s just fruit (or whatever they can find, really) on a stick with a melted sugar coating, but Mingyu’s fascinated, and nearly breaks his teeth on the dessert, much to Minghao’s amusement.

“I like them a little softer,” the Chinese boy admits, and Mingyu sidles up even closer, taking the freshly warmed stick gratefully.He bites a little more cautiously this time, gasping when the liquid warmth spreads across his tongue.

Minghao watches Mingyu intently, giggling when a near pornographic moan slips from between his teeth. He takes a bite of his own snack, and hums, momentarily taken back to his childhood in Anshan, before any of this was even a dream.

Mingyu leans in close to Minghao, and quickly pecks him on the cheek, grinning cheekily when a pink blush creeps up Minghao's neck.

“Thank you,” he murmurs, and Minghao’s flush darkens. Mingyu’s infinitely amused as he wraps an arm around the younger.

“Don’t tell Wonwoo hyung,” he whispers softly, and Minghao leans his head lazily on Mingyu’s shoulder, looking up curiously. “But you’re my favourite,” he breathes.

Minghao grins shyly, snuggling deeper into Mingyu while they sit, watching the fire slowly die out. “Don’t tell Jun hyung,” Minghao murmurs sleepily, body completely pliant against Mingyu. “But you’re my favourite too.”

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Can we have a Hogwarts!AU Vernkwan? Pretty please~

A/n: I love that I know who you are Anonnie, and you’re on anon purely bc you’re too lazy to log in to you’re tumblr lmao. I still love u for sending in this request tho hehe (Also for this AU I aged them up one year, so they’re the same age as the 97liners)

Pairing: Vernon x Seungkwan (Vernkwan)

Word Count: 705

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Hogwarts AU: The Fight for Love | Cook Your Own Rice | Summer Coffee Dates | Unintentional Trouble | Fallin’ For You

Fate has a funny way of working sometimes,Hansol muses, peeking over the edge of his book to see Seungkwan shoving Mingyu off the bench for stealing his piece of chicken.

He snickers, and Seungkwan turns his gaze on him, pointedly staring at his book and not-so-silently telling him to put it away and interact like a normal person for once.

“You can always get more!” Mingyu complains, brushing himself off and settling back into his seat, already inhaling more food.

“You’re so lucky you’re a wizard,” Seungkwan huffs, turning his nose up at Mingyu, who’s already halfway through his fourth chicken leg. “If you were muggle you’d be dead from all that cholesterol.”

Hansol snorts into his food, and Seungkwan shoots him a knowing wink, much to the disdain of the other students at the table.

They made an interesting pair, Seungkwan and Hansol. After meeting on the train, they were practically inseparable, and both of them being sorted into Gryffindor only made their newfound friendship stronger. 

Seungkwan also has a knack for getting them into trouble, particularly in Potions. Seungkwan argues that it’s because Malfoy is a prick and hates Gryffindor students, but Hansol is sure it’s also because Seungkwan doesn’t know when to shut up.

Seungkwan had made a whispered remark to Hansol about Professor Malfoy being transfigured into a ferret, and it resulted in detention for both of them for three weeks.

Hansol knew better than to protest a punishment from Professor Malfoy, but he wasn’t happy that he had to clean the potions room for three more weeks.

(The last time had also been because Seungkwan had made some stupid remark and Professor Malfoy heard.)

It isn’t always detention and disruption, although they do seem to be in the pages of Seungkwan’s “How To Get In Trouble” manual.

He loved telling stories about his muggle childhood, similiar but also wildly different to Hansol’s own half-blood upbringing. They spend endless nights, huddled under the covers, sharing whispered stories and dreams, hopes and fears for their future.

“I wanted to be an idol, or an entertainer or something, before I got my letter” Seungkwan whispers one night, and Hansol turns to him, chocolate brown eyes sparkling with sincerity.

“You can still be an entertainer,” he insists. “Not all wizards choose to work and live in the wizarding world, you can still be a muggle entertainer, my parents did it, and they’re happy,” he shrugs and Seungkwan sighs quietly, resting his head on Hansol’s shoulder.

On nights like this, Seungkwan isn’t his typical self. He isn’t the Gryffindor’s loudest, most excited student, the sharp witted one with a wicked talent for Transfiguration. He isn’t the charming, smooth-talking 15-year-old.

He’s just Seungkwan.

He’s Seungkwan who was told he had magic in his blood at the tender age of 11, and told that he had to pack up and move to a boarding school alone.

He’s Seungkwan, who whispers his fears into his best friend’s shoulder as he cries, homesick and stressed.

In moments like this Seungkwan’s blindingly bright light dims, but Hansol finds his stunning anyway. He loves the nights when Seungkwan cuddles up to him, quietly asking him to tell him a story about magic gone awry in their mixed household.

He loves it when Seungkwan doesn’t want to be the one who regales stories of muggle mishaps, but instead wants to just listen.

They wake up curled around one another, Seungkwan’s face buried in Hansol’s chest and Hansol’s arm wrapped securely around Seungkwan’s waist. Hansol usually wakes first, sleep crusted eyes falling on the boy who holds his heart. It’s moments like this that are Hansol’s favourite, that makes him feel warm and tingly, heart content and full of love.

He’s known that he’s loved Seungkwan since he first met him. At eleven, he fell in love with Seungkwan’s sunny personality, his awe at everything around him, his utter delight when he tries something new and succeeds.

At fifteen, he’s still in love, more than ever, with the boy who gets him into trouble with Malfoy for the most ridiculous things.

He’s still in love, and he’s so lucky that the boy he loves, loves him back.

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Ice Skating AU - Drunk (almost) Kisses

A/N: So I liked writing Yuri on Ice and my best friend was like DRUNK JISOO so... here’s drunk Jisoo hitting on his future coach Jeonghan lol

Edit: THIS AU IS INPIRED BY YURI ON ICE. I'm changing it's name to just Ice Skating AU since I decided to expand on the universe and give Jeonghan a different backstory :)

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Ice Skating AU : Introductions | The Beginning | Drunk (Almost) Kisses | I Have Faith | Promised Rewards | Secret Plans | Opposites (Sometimes) Attract

It’s the dinner party after Jisoo’s first world championships

Yes the one he did awfully at

He usually doesn’t drink at all

His body is a temple and he can’t afford to screw up and all that jazz

Also because his tolerance is awful

But let’s face it, it’s been a hard competition, and Jisoo just wants to relax a little – okay a lot

He’s heard that world famous skater Yoon Jeonghan is at the party too, despite rarely making appearances at post-competition parties

Jisoo would love if he would coach him, but Jeonghan is literally the best skater in the world, he would never bother with someone like Jisoo

Drinks because he’s depressed, and alcohol numbs everything

Including any sense of control he might have

He’s about three or four (maybe five) drinks in when he spots a familiar head of wavy blonde hair float gracefully past him

His... voice.... is so pretty, and he moves so effortlessly.... and he’s..... so... pretty......

Now, logically, if Jisoo were sober, he would never even think about approaching Jeonghan

His inebriated brain however, thinks it’s a GREAT idea, and his body moves before he can stop himself

Goes CRASH straight into the back of his idol

Jeonghan flails so hard because a human literally just crashed into him and he’s not strong enough to not go flying

Jisoo looking up at him with his dark brown doe eyes, cheeks flushed a pretty pink and clinging to Jeonghan

“Hi....?” He says tentatively, and Jisoo giggles – giggles – and Jeonghan barely stops himself from cooing

“You. You should coach me so I suck less,” the pretty boy slurs, nuzzling Jeonghan’s chest

Jeonghan is a whole confused, but before he can answer the pretty boy leans in, looking straight into his eyes

Jeonghan nearly pulls back, because it feels like the boy might kiss him, and hey, he’s always been a sucker for pretty boys

Unfortunately the pretty boy pulls away, drunkenly stumbling past everyone and leaving the ballroom

“Who was that?” Jeonghan murmurs to fellow competitor Seungcheol, who frowns slightly.

“Hong Jisoo. He came in last in this year’s Grand Prix final,” Seungcheol answers, confused. “Why?”

“Nothing.. just curious,” Jeonghan shrugs, taking a sip of his whiskey

(it wasn’t nothing he thought Jisoo was really cute and maaayyybeeeee his interest in coaching was piqued just the slightest bit)

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JIHAN YURI ON ICE AU PLS ;w;

A/n: So I’m gonna be honest, I don’t really watch anime, so I had to google the plot for Yuri on ice, so I’m really sorry if some of it seems inaccurate T^T

Edit: THIS AU IS INPIRED BY YURI ON ICE. I’m changing it’s name to just Ice Skating AU since I decided to expand on the universe and give Jeonghan a different backstory :)

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Ice Skating AU: Introductions | The Beginning | Drunk (Almost) Kisses | I Have Faith | Promised Rewards | Secret Plans | Opposites (Sometimes) Attract

Where Jisoo contemplates giving up the sport he’s worked on his entire life because of consecutive losses and heart-wrenching defeats

He literally grew up skating, but placing last at the biggest tournament in competitive ice skating, he’s sorta more than kind-of-depressed

Turns to alcohol (bad, bad boy) at the banquet dinner for all competitors

Gets so, so drunk because this boy has no control

Literally, he sees, he likes, he drinks

This…

This is where he meets one Yoon Jeonghan

Jeonghan is totally a world famous, five time world champion ice skater

With etheral, angelic beauty to boot

Jisoo approaches him (drunk out of his mind, mind you), and demands Jeonghan be his coach

Jeonghan’s flustered, but he’s also interested in this pretty, doe-eyed boy, whose eyes are glazed over, cheeks flushed and stumbling all over the place

He never gets to answer though, because Jisoo had stumbled away

And Jeonghan never sees him again

Until two weeks later, when a friend sends him a video of a skater doing one of his most difficult routines

It’s flawless, and Jeonghan is stunned when the video’s caption reads:

“Hong Jisoo, GPF 2018 finalist - Yoon Jeonghan free skate cover”

Books his ass straight to wherever Jisoo is, because shit that boy can skate (and also because he would very much like to meet him sober)

Jisoo is a whole flustered shy boi when Jeonghan turns up at the resort his family owns, because tHATs wORld FamOUS yoOn JEongHAn

He totally nearly faints when Jeonghan says he would like to coach him

He starts with working Jisoo to get him back into shape, because ice skating is no easy sport

Works Jisoo into the ground with drills, basics, perfecting his turns and jumps, and Jisoo can’t decide if he wants to thank Jeonghan for his help

Or pummel him into the ground for exhausting him every single day

(or kiss him senseless, because fuck, he’s hot when he’s strict)

All that hard work pays off when Jisoo places first in the Qualifying events for the world championships

In fact, he’s so happy that he pulls Jisoo in for a kiss

On LIVE, PUBLIC TELEVISION

Jisoo’s … surprised to say the least

But also, holy fuck Jeonghan’s lips are so soft

(They share more than just kisses in the privacy of their hotel room, but that’s a story for another day)

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University AU - Fashion

A/n: Just casually adding to my neverending list of works in progress AU-wise lmao. Also some parts of this AU will be reader x svt, so keep an eye out!

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University AU: Introduction | Fashion | Not Enough Caffeine

It all started with Mingyu and his big fat mouth. Minghao was perfectly content with having his mismatched not-so-little group of friends, but Mingyu had to branch out and make more

(Minghao fusses about it sometimes, but really, he quite likes this nutty group of same aged friends)

In all honestly, Minghao didn’t think that they’d be friends, but he was sharing his dorm, major, and now final project with the tall boy, so he didn’t think he had much of a choice

Their assignment wasn’t incredibly difficult, considering they didn’t need to design and create the clothes themselves, but they did need to find a model, and fast

Mingyu had originally suggested asking one of their many friends, but most of their friends were male, and there were specific instructions in their assignment brief to pick a model of the opposite gender

Minghao suggests putting up flyers, or even using their friends’ connections to find a model, when someone runs right past Mingyu, nearly bowling him over in an attempt to catch the bus

“What about her?” he asks Mingyu, watching as the girl runs her hands through her hair in obvious frustration

It really wasn’t your day today. You’d woken up late, barely made it to lab on time, the test you’d been working on for the past week turned out inconclusive, and now you’ve missed the bus you needed to take to get home before dark

You sigh, running a hand through your hair, tensing slightly when you notice two tall figures walking towards you. Your first instinct is to grip your bag a little tighter, ready to fling it if necessary

The boys approach you, and you can’t help but think that they look like models, they’re beautiful. The taller of the two is in a long coat, hair styled casually, eager grin on his face, and you can’t help but feel a little less apprehensive

The other boy speaks first, Korean slightly accented. He’s got sharp features, long jet black hair falling into his eyes, but his voice is kind, and it takes you a second to realize what he’s telling you

“Model? Me?” You ask, thoroughly confused, and the taller one – Mingyu – nods eagerly, rambling about the assignment they’re currently working on.

“We’ll pay you as well, the school has agreed that all models who agree to participate will be paid fairly,” Minghao tempts, handing you a piece of paper. “Call us back soon, okay? We’re kinda in a hurry.”

You take the crumpled up piece of paper cautiously, staring after them as they walk away. The idea of being paid sounds nice, but it’s just so.... shady.

Your mind races the entire way home, circling from the two of them being hot serial killers to being BDSM porn photographers, but you kinda really do need the money

Mingyu’s about to fall asleep when a soft katalk! chimes from his phone. He sighs, picking it up and wincing at how blindingly bright it is.

[New Message: 3.46am] From: Unknown I’ll do it, but tell me how much first. - Y/N

He jerks upright, suddenly wide awake, and runs to the room across his and pounds on the door till his best friend (and group partner) wakes up, glaring unhappily at him

“What.” he grumbles tiredly, running a hand through his long-ish blonde hair. Mingyu shoves the phone into Minghao’s face, and the Chinese fashion student just groans, struggling to make out the words on his screen

The shoot is scheduled for two days later, a whole 48 hours before the submission is due. Minghao stresses about the angles, and the aesthetic they’re trying to create, while Mingyu just tries to keep up with Minghao’s stress levels

Every single one of your friends have told you to cancel, because it sounds awfully suspicious, (and let’s face it, it does) but you’re kind of curious about the two tall, hot boys that approached you

You arrive early, nervous and about ready to throw up, when you see the set

It’s... pretty, with the bed messy and feathers littering the flor, the light low and yellow. There’s a single, bright sunflower on the bed, and it’s so romantic, and sensual and–

You’re panicking inside, because Oh god this is so a porn shoot, my naked body is gonna be on pornhub, or on Tumblr or- oh fuck he’s seen me!!!

 Minghao notices you, frozen and staring at the set. He grins, greeting you gently and telling you to head into hair and makeup. You’re not entirely sure why you agree, but you follow his directions, smiling nervously at Mingyu

Who promptly trips on a stray piece of ribbon and nearly faceplants while trying to greet you. You snort unattractively, watching as he flails, barely catching himself in time

You’re given a bunch of clothes, and okay, maybe they are just fashion students, the outfits are kinda really cute but have some peekaboo holes so it’s also teasing and kinda sexy

Ever heard the term ‘Curiosity killed the cat?’ ... Looks like you might be the cat. You look around out of idiotic curiosity, and spot black, leather outfits with sheer, see through lace and sexy rips, skirt so short you’re sure your ass will be hanging out

You’re too busy staring in mild horror you don’t realize Mingyu’s calling your name and you head onto the set, letting Mingyu re-arrange your outfit while your mind races

Minghao tells you to lie-sit (is that even a thing??) on the bed, and that he wants sexy but also playful. You deadpan at his contradictory choice of words, and try, posing a few times, looking in whatever direction Minghao tells you

The camera clicks quickly, and you try not to flinch at the bright lights, trying to forget that you’re modeling for a porn shoot holy fuck

“Tug your shirt lower, just take it off,” Mingyu calls out, and feel the dread pooling in your stomach. Oh god here comes the porn shots, you think, swallowing thickly as you start taking off your clothes

Minghao stares at you, confused. “Wait what are you doing?!”

You stop, letting the shirt fall back down quickly. “Well you said take it off????? i mean- it makes sense right haha you’re both hot and there’s no way an actual modelling agency would streetcast me so this must be some kind of porn or playboy-esque shoot right?

Minghao: What the fuck Mingyu: What the fuck no I said ‘tug your shirt lower, it’s just a little off!

You: ... OH. Well. Uh. Fuck. 

You finish the shoot is done and you’re so embarrassed bc they were teasing you the entire time, but it’s done, and you’re paid now

You’re about to leave, thanking them for considering you, when Minghao stops you, asking you to pick out your favourite outfit from today. “But why?” you ask the confusion written clear on your face

“Because the two of us want to bring you out for a dinner date.”

Oh. O H. You flail for a moment, agreeing quietly and slipping into the changing room to pick out an outfit you already have in mind, grinning wickedly to yourself

They were gonna tease you for thinking it was a rated shoot? Then you were so gonna give them something to think about.

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Mermaid AU - Accidental Kisses

A/N: SURPRISE MOFOS ~ Here’s a little bit about Namjin, our resident chef x our resident klutz, xx

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Mermaid AU: First Meetings | First Kisses | Accidental Kisses | Not-So-Secret

Okay but listen...

Seokjin is head chef and Namjoon is royal financier

They’re the cutest couple ever, because they’re just so fucking cute

When Namjoon isn’t destroying anything

Seokjin has explicitly told Namjoon to stay ouT oF tHE kITcHEn

So of course one day, Namjoon is in the kitchen doing an audit on the ingredients (checking dates and ingredient quality etc.)

Seokjin is oh so very conflicted

bc NAMJOON IN A KITCHEN IS A HAZARD

but also heh yes my boyfie is here and he looks so hot in his glasses

Namjoon is smart but literally has no body control, and no one can understand why

Seokjin watches him like a hawk, following him closely

But not too closely, cos then Namjoon will panic and knock something over

Once he’s done with his audit, Namjoon leans in close to peck Seokjin on the cheek bc he a busy boi gotta go

As he turns away

Remember I said he has no control over his body?

Well. His tail....

GOES SMACC SEOKJIN IN THE FACE

Seokjin just stumbles backwards, while Namjoon flails so hard trying to apologize

Slips on... let’s be real, Namjoon probably trips over his own tail

AND GOES SCHWOOP B Y E

lands smack on Seokjin

with his lips pressed against Seokjin’s

Seokjin: literally why

Namjoon: your lips are soft and your tail is slippery

Seokjin: pls get out of my kitchen before you destroy everything

Namjoon: love u too baby

Seokjin: O U T !!!!!

But hey, Namjoon didn’t break anything, or burn down the kitchen, so Seokjin’s aching back calls that a win

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Hi uwu I'm a huge fan of ur work owo can I please request fake texts where Seungcheol has a crush on you? Thank you!!!!!

SO. I literally answered this while you sat in front of me lmao but here you go babes <3