summary . . . the verivery members feeling possessive over you.
❪ 私たちの春 ❫ headcanons est. rs fluff verivery x f!reader 516 cw ノ possessiveness and jealousy (but not red flag territory), mention of hickeys, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ oh this idea was just too good... for the purpose of these headcanons reader finds possessiveness (within reasonable means) to be an attractive trait! / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ─ DONGHEON & MINCHAN
he's possessive in a playful, joking way… until it's not a joke anymore. he's the type to always pretend to be jealous and super possessive of you, but everyone knows he doesn't really mean it. it would only be until his limits are pushed that the joke falls off and you can tell he is actually feeling possessive. he would not push any boundaries, but he would make it loud and clear to everyone in the room that he doesn't like people getting that close and friendly to you. you never really thought much of his possessive attitude since you could tell it was always a joke. the first time he says something and really means it, you realize you like this side of him a little more than expected.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ─ HOYOUNG & YEONHO
he keeps his possessiveness kept a secret most days. you'd have to really push to make it come out of this man. i don't think he finds possessiveness a particularly attractive trait for him to have, so when the feeling comes up, he tries to push it away and not let it show. he'd only be convinced to express it once he finds out that you like him being possessive. he would still be shy about it most days, and the ways he would show it would be quite subtle—kisses with slightly more intensity than usual, prolonged eye-contact that does nothing to hide how he's actually feeling, and occasional times when he admits to being jealous. he's beyond apologetic and embarrassed when one morning you discover he had accidentally given you a hickey in a burst of possessiveness.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ─ GYEHYEON & YONGSEUNG
he's possessive and he's not afraid to show it. it shows on his face, and reminders fall from his lips often. and trust that no one wants to be on the receiving end of his possessive stare. except you! you think it's probably the hottest thing your boyfriend can ever do, which of course, only encourages him to be extra possessive when you're out in public together. his hand is always on your waist or intertwined with yours, and he'll give warning looks to any guy who has the audacity to look your way for more than 0.5 seconds. despite how scary he can be when jealous or possessive, you have the confidence of knowing he's an utter sweetheart in private.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ─ KANGMIN
this man is too soft to be outspokenly possessive over you, so it goes the opposite way. his possessiveness is shown in reminding himself that he's yours. his jealousy never turns angry, but instead causes him to doubt his own place by your side. poor boy will need reminders that you're not going to ditch him for any attractive guy you talk to for a few minutes. but you find this side of him quite endearing and play along with it well. after he told you about feeling jealous and possessive you make a point to be extra clingy with him in public the next day. perhaps you overdo it, because now he's getting shy from all the pda…
summary . . . why verivery members couldn't sleep with you on your wedding night.
❪ 私たちの春 ❫ headcanons newlyweds suggestive crack (at least i think its funny hehe) verivery x f!reader 376 cw ノ suggestive (minors proceed with caution), undressing, one mention of foreplay, nothing explicit this is just supposed to be funny 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ usually i don't write smth like this but the idea suddenly came and i couldn't stop laughing thinking about it (started with gyehyeon's idea for the record) / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
LEE DONGHEON ﾐ 이동헌
in his eagerness trying to get you undressed, he ends up ripping your wedding dress
like, badly ripping it
you both freeze realizing the dress that cost you thousands now has a massive tear in it
whatever sexy mood was in the air vanishes with it
BAE HOYOUNG ﾐ 배호영
you're both too exhausted to even think of doing it
on the same wavelength, you both order fast food and relax after the day
will have a slightly sweet intimate moment when he helps you out of your dress and the millions of pins in your hair, but you both know you're too tired to take it anywhere
HONG MINCHAN ﾐ 홍민찬
parties too hard at reception and gets way too drunk
although he is very eager and definitely wants to give you the wedding night of your dreams, you put the cap on it
you want him to also remember whatever happens on your special night, and he's far too blackout drunk for any coordination let alone recalling it in the future
JO GYEHYEON ﾐ 조계현
falls asleep mid foreplay and is just completely knocked out, there is no chance of waking him up again
given how tiny his social battery can be you should have predicted it would be completely drained after the wedding and night of partying
he'll make it up to you in the morning
JU YEONHO ﾐ 주연호
you both keep getting interrupted whenever you try to make any moves
the hotel phone rings, room service comes, there's a noise complaint next door and staff are trying to resolve the conflict in the hallway, the fire alarm sounds… you name it
after about 4 different interruptions and only getting half your clothes off you decide to both give up
KIM YONGSEUNG ﾐ 김용승
wanted to watch the stars with you on your wedding night like the astronomy nerd he is (and promises once you get back to the room he's all yours!)
but you end up falling asleep while listening to him talk about constellations
not your fault his voice is very soothing (and the day was exhausting)
YOO KANGMIN ﾐ 유강민
is scared and doesn't know what to do (and is also probably still trying to learn how to function in front of you again after seeing you in your dress)
ends up sitting with you on the bed awkwardly like um… what do married people do now????
despite all the hints you might throw at him, he is not picking ANY of them up, and you eventually give up and call it a night
a/n: people need to stop hating on pecans TRUST ME GUYS IF YOU BUY IT AT THE RIGHT CONDITION IT'S ACTUALLY GOOD 💔💔 also dongheon my man for the love of GOD please take more pictures 🥀
genre: fluff, a bit of angst?? (you'll miss it honestly), secret agents au.
words: 1.3k
warnings: curse words, mentions of dislocated shoulder, blood, bruises and lowkey cocky seung (but still sweet), he calls reader a 'good girl' like once. they're in denial kind of but they make it out (literally), fem reader, suggestive.
a/n: yongseung 😛 I'm outing myself in so many ways right now. anyways i need him immediately.
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"This wouldn't have happened if you had just listened."
You gritted your teeth, kicking the door open. The impact rattled up your arm, and ripping your jacket off only made it worse, a bolt of pain shot through your shoulder, forcing a hiss out of you.
Of course he sounded calm. Too calm. That steady voice of his always felt like a pat on the head, even when he wasn’t trying to be patronizing.
"Don't piss me off. Damn opportunist."
Yongseung closed the door behind him with a soft click, letting out a sigh. "That's not what happened."
That did it.
You snapped your glare toward him. "You stole my kill! I was right there. But no, you had to swoop in, what, to prove something? That you're better than me? Well, congragulations!"
You dropped onto the metal bench, jaw tight. He stopped in front of you, expression unreadable.
"You knew damn well you wouldn't have been able to do anything. Not with how much your arm was shaking."
You glared harder, fingers curling into fists, which instantly sent another spike of pain up your arm.
You hissed under your breath when you caught sight of the ugly bruise blooming across your shoulder. Your fingertips brushed it, and the answering jolt nearly doubled you over.
Right. You’d relocated your shoulder yourself, badly, just to keep chasing after the target he'd told you to leave. Maybe that was stupid. You knew the consequences, but you refused to back down.
You always did.
"You're seriously too stubborn for your own good." His voice softened, just a breath. "Let me see."
You shot him another glare as he sat beside you, pulling his hand back when you dodged it. "I can take care of it myself."
"Like hell you can." His tone sharpened, though he still couldn't quite bring himself to be harsh with you. "You can barely lift your arm. And you didn't set it right, the blood flow is off. Keep this up and you’ll lose more than your ego."
You scoffed but said nothing. Because, annoyingly, he was right.
So, begrudgingly, you shifted a fraction closer, presenting your shoulder but refusing to meet his eyes.
He bit back a smile. You could hear it. See it in the corner of your vision. He always looked at you like you were some irritated, puffed-up cat. And he had the nerve to find it endearing.
"Make it qui—" Your words cut off with a startled breath when his arm slid around your waist, tugging you back against him.
"I can’t work if you’re a mile away." He huffed, as though that explained everything.
It didn’t. Not why your back was now pressed to his chest. Not why the fabric between you was so thin. Not why he was in that damn black tank top, the same one you pretended not to stare at every time he wore it around base.
And now, you were practically sitting on him.
You prayed your ears weren’t as red as they felt.
His hands settled on your arm, fingers gentle as they probed around the joint. That didn’t help your heart rate at all.
“Yeah… it’s bad,” he murmured, brows knitting as he examined the damage. “This is going to hurt.”
You had figured.
“Hold your breath. I’m counting to three. Exhale after.”
His voice was steady, but something underneath it felt… different. Closer. Warmer.
You just nodded, focusing on anything except how his breath brushed the back of your neck.
“Three… two…” Feeling how tense you were, he slowed the countdown, letting you brace. “…one.”
A sharp, brutal crack echoed through the room as he dislocated the shoulder again. You bit down hard on your lip to keep from yelping.
“Breathe out,” he murmured, steadying you with a hand on your waist. “Good. You did good. Just once more.”
You nodded quickly. Talking wasn’t an option. And you didn't trust your words right now.
Another crack, cleaner this time, as he set the joint back in place. Pain flared, then faded, leaving your muscles trembling with relief. You barely managed to swallow the whimper trapped in your throat.
“It’s over. You’re okay now…” His voice dropped, almost soothing as he began wrapping your shoulder. “Good girl. You did so well for me.”
You froze. Completely.
Your shoulder was numb, but the rest of you, especially your racing heartbeat, definitely wasn’t.
Was he doing this on purpose?
You swallowed, suddenly hyperaware of how close he still was… how he hadn’t moved back at all.
You felt his gaze on you, heavy, unreadable.
And for once, you had no idea what to say.
...!
You yelped and instinctively leaned back when he suddenly dipped closer. “W-what?”
Yongseung only raised a brow, lifting his hand. His thumb brushed your bottom lip, slow, deliberate. “You bit your lip too hard… you’re bleeding.”
You froze. Completely.
Bleeding? Oh...
Oh.
And yet… that wasn’t what you thought he was going to-
“You thought I was going to kiss you?”
His voice was low, amused, too knowing. The faint curl of his lips made your face burn. Damn him.
You tried to muster a comeback, anything, but your mind was wiped clean, leaving only warmth, tension, and how dangerously close he still was.
He watched your expression shift, the flush deepening. He’d seen you furious, exhausted, stubborn beyond reason… but this? This he’d never seen.
And he suddenly wanted more of it.
“No…?” he murmured, leaning in until only inches separated you, his fingers sliding up to cradle your cheek. His breath tickled your lips. “Do you want me to?”
A question. No, a plea dressed as one.
Your head spun. Maybe it was the heat, the adrenaline crash, or the feelings you’d shoved aside so violently that they finally cracked through.
But you broke. In the best way possible.
You leaned in, closing the gap.
His world stilled, just for a split second, before moving again only when yours merged with his.
Then he kissed you back, like he’d been waiting for the exact second you slipped. His hand cradled your jaw, the other steadied your waist.
His mouth was soft but never hesitant, relentless without being rough, so perfectly him. He never rushed anything but he never wasted a second either
He kissed like he understood you, like he knew the impatience under your skin, the heat you tried to bury.
The faint metallic taste of your blood seemed to spark something in him, deepening the kiss. You felt his breath, the brush of his teeth against yours, and the quiet, hungry sound he made when he finally had you this close.
You were nearly sure he would’ve devoured you whole if you hadn’t pushed his shoulder, breaking free for air.
You huffed, face blazing, lips already swollen from the way he’d claimed them.
He wasn’t in much better shape, breathing harder than he wanted to admit. But he didn’t move away.
Not even an inch. His forehead brushed yours, grounding, steady, possessive in the softest way.
His gaze flicked to your shoulder, then back to your lips. You saw the moment restraint clenched through him.
His thumb swept your cheek again, slower this time.
"You okay?” His voice was soft, but beneath it… something lighter.
You swallowed, still breathless. “Are you?”
A short, huff escaped him. “Not even a little.” His gaze dropped to your lips again, lingering, wanting, but he forced himself still.
“You’re injured,” he reminded, a touch stern as if scolding himself more than you. “If I keep going, I’m going to make it worse.”
His hand slid from your cheek to your jaw, thumb brushing your lip once more, gentler this time.
You blinked at him, ears red. “T-then stop looking at me like that.”
He softened.
“Get enough rest and maybe when that shoulder heals ...”
Just to be infuriating, he leaned in and pressed a feather-light kiss to the very corner of your mouth, far gentler than before, almost maddening in contrast.
"Maybe I'll let you finish what you started.”
Your breath caught, and he pulled back with that infuriatingly calm expression, the exact one that always made you want to either punch him or kiss him.
Maybe both. Definitely both.
For now, though, he stood, offering his hand with a teasing tilt of his head.
genre. fluff. headcanons.
warnings. uhh planes. security checks (ew). food mentioned in almost all of them. not proofread.
pairing. verivery x reader.
wc. 500 or smth.
request. no.
a/n. idk randomly watching verivery vlogs and kangmin happened to look very boyfriend while on the plane so here we go (love traveling sm btw traveling is my bae) also who can tell i have a soft spot for yongseung...
LEE DONGHEON ﾐ 이동헌
way too chaotic while travelling because of the adrenaline of being on vacation
wants to buy all the souvenirs from shops— hats, stuffed animals, shirts, mugs, everything
you have to persuade him to not buy an extra suitcase and check it just to get more stuff cause he would
guards your luggage like his life depends on it whenever you go to use the bathroom or get food
BAE HOYOUNG ﾐ 배호영
most practical while travelling, he likes to be efficient
super organised during security checks, manages to sort all your electronics, jackets, and shoes into different bins at the speed of light
super into the views from the plane and likes to take pretty pictures or timelapses of the clouds
relays announcements to you if you were sleeping or had trouble hearing
HONG MINCHAN ﾐ 홍민찬
neck pillow connoisseur he probably packs way more than he needs just in case and buys a new one at the airport cause of the fun designs
always buying the most random trinkets just cause they’re funny
overly gentlemanly when you’re boarding; stores your luggage and ushers you to the window seat while calling you “milady”
reenacts the safety instructions that the flight attendants do with silly faces to make you laugh
JO GYEHYEON ﾐ 조계현
honestly sleeps wherever he can, both on the plane and while waiting to board
doesn’t like to get separated from you so he’d most likely follow you if you wanted to walk around or shop even if he isn’t too interested
makes travel playlists and shares his airpods with you so that you’ll both remember the trip through songs
gives you commentary on whatever movie he’s watching, complaining about annoying characters or plot-holes
JU YEONHO ﾐ 주연호
master of the comfort airport fashion so he can sleep on the plane, but also have a million pockets in case you need him to carry anything
is serious about ordering food and will take his time to pick the best options
100% gets lost at least once while window shopping
he loses where you are and is left wandering around the terminal forever trying to find you again
KIM YONGSEUNG ﾐ 김용승
uses your shoulder as his pillow instead of the other way around (he's the princess around here)
will write on his phone or in a notebook to communicate with you to get over the noise of the jet— he doesn’t like to raise his voice much :(
never gets lost in airports and always keeps track of the passports, tickets, gate number, etc
will store your luggage for you so you don’t have to lift the heavy suitcase
YOO KANGMIN ﾐ 유강민
let’s you rest your head on his shoulder
picks the same movie as you and times the start of them so it can sync up between both of your screens and you can watch together
plays with any jewelry you have on your hands/wrist while you sleep
orders food for you so you can sleep longer and will share his food with you if you want :(
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imagine listening to music with yeonho as u guys cuddle in bed, occasionally hearing him sing along in a very soft voice, making u snuggle into him more, and slowly drift off to sleep
imagine u and minchan hangin out on ur couch, while he's editing videos and ur browsing ur phone n such. at one point he shows u a silly meme edit he made and y'all just start laughin and goofin off, and leaning into/laying on each other
When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you photograph their souls!”
– Ted Grant
Admiring his collection Gyehyeon smiles, he has amassed quite the variety he tells himself.
"Gullible"he laughs derisively, falling for the facade of youth and innocence they make it all too easy. Facilitating his 'hobby' it's like taking candy from a baby he grins. "Time to get to work!" grabbing his camera he walks out the door.
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Today's destination, the amusement park, always has easy targets there. Commemorating the moment.
Fools, they travel in packs but any good hunter knows how to disperse the group, one of his hidden talents he laughs at loud amused by his own self flattery. The hard part he believes is actually finding the victim who suits his artistic design. The one who intrigues him and the fascination will not fade. That is the true art of any collector.
It's not so much the gender, the facial features or clothing, it's their essence, their soul. His palate is very particular in that regard.
Strolling through the park, it's crowded today he smiles to himself more on the menu he laughs. Rides are bustling with activity as is the food court but aren't they always. Heading to the sideshow alley is always his favourite spot to acquire his victims.
With eagle eyes he spots his quarry, they are jubilant about winning a plush yellow dolphin.
Slowly with confident strides he walks directly towards his next victim.
"Hello" Gyehyeon smiles warmly his youth automatically puts his victim at ease, his poison and he uses it well. "Photo? I guarantee you will never forget this moment" raising his camera.
Zooming in slowly, background is an important component, I have to hold this moment. His lens finds his perfection.
Click, all he needs is one single shot. Impressive he tells himself, smirking with self congratulatory confidence. All that remains of his victim is a yellow dolphin plushie once prized now laying abandoned on the ground nestled amongst the discarded food items.
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The collection room hidden from prying eyes, and why shouldn't it be, it's his collection! Adding his latest prize, immense pleasure pulsates through his body.
The room is covered in photographs, black and white, within each photo a soul is trapped screaming for mercy and help, some continuously sob. Their terrified faces their screams and sobs an operatic melody to his ears.
