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I recently reached 700 followers and as a thank you, I decided to open drabble requests for seventeen, using this prompt list..

Rules:

• I’ll be using these prompts only for Seventeen.
• Send in the prompt number along withe the member of choice
• These requests are closing when I reach 20 requests.
• Ask here.

Request:

a first time with seokmin and make it suuuper fluff&cute??? thanks i love your writings so much i’ve been rereading all your scenarios heheh 

» Smut.

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Staying overnight with Seokmin was always exciting for you. You loved spending a fun evening with him and cuddle up to him before bed, and you loved waking up next to him. Sometimes you’d get to watch him sleep for a while, too, although you felt as though it was usually you waking up to him stroking your back slowly.

This time, however, you felt like it would be different.

While the two of you hadn’t had sex yet – you had talked about it and agreed not to rush it – you had gradually been thinking about it more and more, and that night you reallyfelt like you wanted it, wanted him. He had been particularly attractive lately, and after all the time you had spent with him throughout weeks and months, you felt incredibly safe and comfortable with him, and in the end all you had left was you watching him do things with your lower lip slightly caught between your teeth.

He was sexy, and it was starting to make you feel like you wanted to do a lotmore than you had until then, which had been mostly caressing, dry humping and some slight action with your hands. But now… you felt like you wanted to take the last step. Noticing you staring at him, Seokmin turned to look at you and flashed you the brightest smile, at which your heart fluttered a little.

When the evening rolled around, you changed from your own clothes into one of Seokmin’s t-shirts, and once he saw you at the bedroom door, his jaw dropped.

While it wasn’t the first time you wore his shirt, there was something about that specificshirt and how you looked in it that had Seokmin’s breath hitching in his throat as his mind was filled with one thought: you were sexy.

“That looks really nice on you,” Seokmin said with a grin, and you smiled back at him while walking to join him on the bed.

“Thanks, I think so too,” you hummed and, once under the covers and cuddled up to him, leaned in for a light kiss.

During the kiss Seokmin tried to have himself think of something calming, because with your lips so pleasant against his and feeling your body on his, feeling your body through the shirts so perfectly, his mind was starting to wander. Once you pulled away, you placed your head on his chest.

“Do you want to sleep soon, or..?” you asked quietly, your voice soft as you moved your hand on Seokmin’s chest.

All too aware of how close and lightly dressed you were, Seokmin swallowed. “I— I don’t know. Why?”

Drawing circles into his chest, you lifted your face to look at him when you felt him looking at you curiously. You looked back into his eyes, but had to avert your gaze when you were about to speak. “I’ve been thinking, and I… I want to do it.”

Seokmin blinked – was he hearing correctly? Did you mean what he thought you meant?

And so, with the most confused tone and his voice almost cracking a little, which almost had you giggling, he spoke while shaking his head a little. “Excuse me, what?”

With a small smile on your lips, you moved your gaze back to Seokmin’s eyes, and he was surprised to see a look in your eyes that, while it resembled the way you’d looked on the few occasions you’d had your hands down on each other, was even more intense, to the point that it nearly had his breath hitching in his throat.

“I want you,” you spoke, pronouncing everything as clearly as possible, and emphasizing the last word so that there was no room for interpretation.

The whole situation had chills running down Seokmin’s spine, and he broke into a bright smile that was so sweet that it almost clashed with his words. “And I really want you.”

Excited butterflies began flying about in your stomach as you grinned and leaned in for a kiss with Seokmin, during which he slowly flipped the two of you over a little, so that you were on your back and he was half on top of you. The kisses you shared were slowly growing more passionate, yet remained fairly light as you slowly moved your hands under his shirt, feeling up his back while he was starting to slide his hand up your side, too.

Whether it was the dim lighting of the bedroom in form of fairy lights up the wall, Seokmin’s gentle touches and soft lips or simply the fact that it was him, there was something about the situation that made it feel incredibly right. While you were a bit nervous, you felt comfortable, and you already knew you could rest assured he wouldn’t be crossing any boundaries nor make you do anything you didn’t want; you knew him well enough.

You helped each other’s shirts off with smiles on your lips, almost giggling, and you felt butterflies fly about in your stomach as he lay down next to you and let his hand wander on your upper body while you shared slow, loving kisses. You had your hands in his hair, although you eventually slid one of them down his body, too, somehow feeling differentthis time around.

The two of you let things move on their own accord, which meant your hands slowly sliding lower and lower on one another, all the way until he was slowly pushing your panties down your legs and you were doing the same with his boxers. You gasped against his lips when you felt his fingers slide between your legs, and you were almost amused by how natural it felt to spread them more open, giving him better access.

“Cute,” Seokmin hummed into the kiss, although you weren’t quite sure if he meant the obvious smile on your lips, the way you had silently chuckled or the way you wanted his touch.

Regardless, the smile remained on your face as you kissed him more passionately, and soon he moaned against your lips as you began moving your hand on his cock. You grinned. “Cute.”

He chuckled and nibbled lightly on your lower lip, but the amusement died down for both of you little by little as you grew more and more aroused, with Seokmin’s cock hardening against your touch and him feeling just how wet you were getting after he had caressed your inner thighs and lower lips and gently massaged your clit for a while. Knowing that you were wet because of himturned him on all the more, and soon you could feel him bucking into your fist.

“Damn,” he breathed and pulled away from the kiss, leaning his forehead lightly against yours, and slowly circled the tip of his finger around your entrance.

“Please,” you whispered, bucking your hips up a little, and it was with a hard swallow that Seokmin slowly eased the first finger inside of you. You moaned and closed your eyes, focusing on how it all felt, while stroking him slowly.

Seokmin pulled a bit further to take in your features as he fingered you, his finger moving at a slow and steady pace, occasionally curling inside of you, which he noted had you moaning at a slightly higher pitch every time. The two of you took your time warming each other up, and Seokmin made sure you felt nothing but good as he fingered you, soon with two fingers, until you both figured you had had enough of it and wanted more.

He grabbed a condom from his nightstand drawer, opened the pack carefully and put it on himself with the utmost care, making sure it was alright. You looked at him with your lower lip lightly between your lips, taking in just how attractive he looked, even more so than usual, which you had thought impossible.

With the condom on, Seokmin leaned down to kiss you with his hand moving on your side lightly, his cock rubbing lightly into your wet pussy, which had you moaning quietly and your legs wrapping around his waist on their own accord.

Pulling back a little, he looked at you, his eyes darker than usual, and licked his lips slowly. “Are you…”

“Ready,” you finished his words quietly with a reassuring nod, the need between your legs almost unbearable, and rubbed the back of Seokmin’s neck gently.

Keeping his gaze on your face to take in your features, he aligned himself with your entrance and pushed in slowly, making sure you had enough time to adjust. You closed your eyes and subconsciously held your breath at the new sensation, infinitely different from everything else.

Eventually Seokmin had to close his eyes for a moment, too, so overwhelmed by the feeling of your pussy hugging his cock as tightly as it was. He stayed still once he was all the way in and slowly opened his eyes, a smile spreading to his lips as he looked at you with your eyebrows in a slight frown.

Bringing a hand to caress your cheek gently, he chuckled and looked into your eyes warmly when yours fluttered open. “Relax, Y/N.”

Chuckling quietly, you nodded and slowly started relaxing yourself, only then realizing just how stiff you were, in every way possible. Once your breathing was steady and your muscles no longer tense, you wrapped your arms around Seokmin’s neck and pulled him lower, all the way until your lips touched his lightly. “I’m good.”

Seokmin kissed you gently, and once he began moving slowly, you tightened your legs a little around his waist, the feeling of him moving inside of you and rubbing against all the good spots having your toes curling.

The feeling of being so close to Seokmin, being so intimatewith him and letting him that close was somehow overwhelming, and you found yourself pulling him closer and closer, pouring more of your feelings into the kisses you shared and into the way you were holding his upper back and shoulders with your hands.

He, too, was going through a similar cycle of thoughts. While Seokmin had thought about what your first time would be like on more than one occasion, the reality of it all, even when it wasn’t grande or anything, was better than he had imagined. He lovedthe way it felt to move inside of you, and he loved the quiet noises that left your lips, giving away that you were also feeling some pleasure, and he loved the way he could slowly start feeling your hips moving against his, too.

A smile spread to your lips as the feeling of pleasure continued growing inside of you, and you felt like you had never quite feltas good before as you were now, with Seokmin hitting all the right spots inside of you, his lips gentle yet passionate against yours. Amidst it all, he reached for one of your hands and interlaced your fingers, bringing your linked hands on the mattress next to your head, and there was something about the gesture that had your heart fluttering all the more.

“I love you,” you whispered against Seokmin’s lips, your smile only widening, and he broke away from the kiss to grin back at you, all the while rocking his hips against yours steadily.

“I love you more,” he insisted, and blinked at the moan you let out when he thrust into you a bit harder. “Was that… good?”

Not even bothering to point out that if you were moaning it could onlybe good, you nodded and licked your lips, your chest rising and falling a bit faster with the knot in the pit of your stomach starting to tighten. “Very good. Do it again.”

As Seokmin followed your plea, you held his hand tighter as pleasure began washing over you in waves. He looked at you, almost in a daze, taking in just how beautifulyou looked, and speeding up his thrusts a little, he leaned down to kiss you again, pressing his body against yours.

Like that it didn’t take long for him to release into the condom, pushing into you with a grunt muffled by your lips before slowly pulling out, his lips still against yours.

You slowly relaxed the hand you had on his upper back, feeling the marks your nails had managed to leave there, and looked at Seokmin while catching your breath. “I didn’t… come.”

He chuckled, and a bright grin took over his features, which had you smiling, too.

“Guess I should help you out,” he hummed, and once he had pulled out of you and gotten rid of the condom, he was quick to caress your breasts and slide his hand lower, and soon he was fingering you while making sure he was able to gently rub your clit in the process. He alternated between kissing you passionately and giving similar attention to your breasts, and it all had you turned on beyond belief, and it wasn’t before long that you were holding onto his toned arm, your eyes tightly shut and hips bucking up on their own accord as you finally reached your high.

You were quivering after your climax, and Seokmin looked at you with an amused smile on his lips, moving the fingertips of his clean hand slowly on your side. “And I thought you couldn’t look more beautiful.”

Nudging him lightly, you grinned and moved closer to him. “I’m glad we did that.”

“Me, too,” he hummed and gave you a kiss on your forehead. He snorted, and you looked at him with a quirked eyebrow. “Is it weird if I can’t wait to do that again?”

While you didsmack his chest playfully while laughing a little, you found yourself shaking your head. “Me too.”

After cleaning up a little, you got his shirt back on yourself and cuddled up to him under the blankets, feeling so sated that you figured you’d be able to sleep well that night.

Seokmin got his arm around you and placed a kiss on the top of your head while gently stroking your arm. “Good night, Y/N.”

“Good night,” you said quietly and gave him a kiss on his jawline before placing your head back on the area between his shoulder and chest, taking a deep breath as you allowed yourself to completely relax, knowing you were exactly where you were supposed to be; in his arms.

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당신을 사랑할 만큼 용감했으면 좋겠어요. I wish I was brave enough to love you.

Description: The aftermath of a budding relationship that you ended because the life that would’ve followed made your heart cower in fear.
Song Inspiration: Brave Enough - Lindsey Stirling ft. Christina Perri
Warnings: Swearing (?)
Genre: ANGST, Idol!DoKyeom x GenNeut!Reader
Word Count: 2k

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The excited screams and chatter filled your ears as you slowly made your way through the concert hall. Females with banners and fans with the names and faces of the idol group you had become so close to and then ripped yourself away from. All because you couldn’t muster up the strength to take that one particular (metaphorical) step forward. Because you couldn’t give him the answer the both you wanted to hear so badly.

Stumbling forward as a couple of girls bumped into you, you caught a bit of their excited chatter.

“Ah! I’m so excited!” One said while gripping a fan with Dino’s face on it.

“I can’t wait to finally hear Dokyeom’s vocals LIVE!” The other squealed, “I’ve been waiting YEARS for this!”

The mention of his name made your heart pinch and you started to wonder why you were even here at their concert. But you had to remind yourself that you needed to do this for yourself, so you pushed further into the venue.

As you made your way to your seat in the middle of the large concert stadium, a nervous buzz filled your body. The same buzz had overtaken you when you were standing in front of him for the last time. Your seat was a few rows above the bottom of the section and in front of the section you saw that the stage extended out and you began praying that no one would notice you.

The stadium was filled with excited chatter and you could somewhat make out the instrumentals of their songs playing through the speakers. The screens rotated through selfies of the members from their most recent album and when Dokyeom’s appeared, you looked away as though he’d actually been looking at you.

Girls walked past you to get to their seats, they walked down the stairs, they took their seats all while having the largest smiles on their faces.

Their smiles remind you of the days when you and him would laugh until your cheeks ached. You remembered the time when he promised you that as long as you were next to him, he’d make sure to that you’d always be smiling. Smiling softly to yourself as he played around with the other Seventeen members, loving his energy and playfulness. Remembering how even a terribly blurry candid photo of him could bring a smile to your face in most inappropriate settings - like the lecture on appropriate workplace behavior you were forced to sit through.

It was honestly his smile that pulled you deeper and deeper into him. The brightness, the happiness that he gave you was everything you desired. But his ability to talk to you, talk with you, about every and anything was what hooked you in. The late night conversations that dug deep into your soul while laying on the couch with the static from the TV serving as the soundtrack. The way he comforted you, supported you, and encouraged you to do everything you wanted to. Even when said thing scared you shitless. He was still there.

And the opposite was so very true, too. You were always where he needed you to be. You wanted, you craved, to see him succeed, to seem him accomplish goals. Waiting outside the practice room for him to finish. Opening up your arms when he hadn’t even said a word but you knew he wouldn’t be able to hold himself together for much longer. Giving him little nudges of encouragement when his own courage failed to make itself known. The giggles that passed between the two of you as sat together watching your favorite episodes of Going Seventeen.

Everyday you fell harder and harder, and so did he. You knew he was your person, the one that fit next to you like a seamless stitch. You knew it. And yet, you couldn’t do it.

The lights dimmed and the screens went black. Screams erupted from all sides of you and Caratbongs sprouted like stars in the night. Your heart hammered as their intro VCR pierced through the screams of fans. You followed the actions of others around you and stood to your feet, willing yourself to enjoy the show.

The screams somehow pitched even higher when the first song started and the members started popping up one by one.  Each member getting their ten second solo shot on the screens and when Dokyeom’s face appeared on the screen, your jaw clenched with unintentional worry. Because even through his stage makeup and his expression, you could still see the sadness that lingered behind his eyes. You could see the sleepless nights swimming just behind the eyeshadow that colors his eyelids. You could see the many late night conversations he had with Jeonghan cowering under his concealer. You could see it all in the ten seconds he was on the screen. And then he was gone.

No one would have thought that Lee Dokyeom would have been a man to have the strength to knock down your walls. But he did it. And he did it all in the sweetest of ways. In ways that you didn’t even know he was breaking them down until the walls were nothing but clouds of dust.

He held onto you while you showed him everything you harbored away from the world. The sides that were scarred, bruised, and tattered by experiences that you ran into throughout your life. As the dust swirled around you, Dokyeom was wrapped around you, sturdier than any wall you had ever built.

But then, with the force of a tornado, you pulled yourself away. Ripped yourself from the comfort of him and left him hugging nothing but a ‘what if?’

What if you were it for him? What if he never felt like this again? What if the hardships you would’ve faced would have only made you stronger and your connection shine brighter? What if you truly were never coming back?

What if you had been brave enough to start a relationship with him?

For weeks, if not months, you had tried to convince yourself that you could be brave, that you could overcome anything with Dokyeom at your side. But in the end, you were still so afraid.

Afraid of the obstacles that came with dating such a big superstar. Afraid of the dark nights that would haunt you for years. Afraid of the secrecy that you would have to keep. Afraid of the possibility that you would slip up and cause tremendous damage, not only to Dokyeom but to the other members who had become some of your closest friends. Afraid that your desire for a normal dating life would make him take irregular risks that would get him into big trouble. Afraid of the nights that you would have to spend alone while he would be busy with schedules or tours. Afraid that you would realize too late that this life - his life- wasn’t meant for you. Afraid of how much you would hurt him.

The concert continued on and while everyone in the stadium bought Dokyeom’s mask of excitement and energy, you could easily see that this wasn’t easy on him. He was hurting and you were the cause of it. You knew how you could fix it but you just couldn’t do it. That night you hated yourself for not being brave enough, for making him force a smile even though he wanted to cry an ocean of tears.

The songs played through one by one, and every so often, you’d catch one of the members give Dokyeom a reassuring pat on the back or a tight hand squeeze. Then you realized that while some of the others would go off on their own to greet the fans in the stands, Dokyeom was never alone. One of the members was always by his side. Almost like a crutch.

You swore you could hear your heart shatter into a million pieces knowing you were the reason the usually happy, sturdy, bright, ball of sunshine now needed support just to make sure he wouldn’t fall to his knees. The pieces of your heart scraped down your inside and made your every inch of your skin feel like you were getting pinched everywhere.

As the slower songs of the setlist began, they settled around the outer stage walkways. You held your breath as you saw Dokyeom walking towards your section. But he stopped in front of the section next to you instead. Jun was the member who stopped closer to your section and you forced yourself to focus on him instead of the man who’s heart you broke.

Beginnings of “Without You” (“모자를 눌러 쓰고”) echoed from the speakers and you could feel tears prick at your eyes. They stood in their positions for most of the song, but just before the last chorus, they began to move and Dokyeom walked towards your section.

You cursed under your breath, trying to convince yourself that he wouldn’t notice you. But who were you kidding? Dokyeom would’ve noticed you even if you were in the very back of the concert venue. He would’ve noticed you if you had put on a crappy disguise. Because he always noticed you.

The moment his eyes locked onto yours, both of you felt a sudden wave a calm. Like for a moment, everything was okay. It was alright. Nothing was broken, nothing was shattered. Like the possibility of you together still existed.

You watched him bring his microphone to his lips and your ears tuned into the lyrics as they flowed out of his lips like water you’d been searching the desert for. His eyes shined with a layer of tears but his voice never hitched, something he trained himself to do. But you could hear him straining against the emotions that were begging to be released.

As he sang like he was singing only to you, you felt every word as if they were a piece of sandpaper being forced down your throat.

’어리저리부딪혀아파도 Bumping and hurting’

’관심도없는넌 But you don’t even care’

But you did care. You did. It broke your heart to see him covered with so many pieces of tape just trying to hold everything together. It hurt to know he was hurting as much as you were. You hated yourself that you couldn’t be brave for him and follow him to the next stage of what could have been.

The ending of the song rang out through the vast space but Dokyeom’s eyes remained locked onto yours. His eyes holding so many emotions and thoughts but one stuck out.

The one that was nearly pleading with you to come back to him. To stand in front of him so he could wrap his arms around you. To be the one who wouldn’t have to make him change.

Dokyeom knew that the song had ended and that he needed to gather with the rest of the members in the center of the stage but he didn’t want to. He wanted to stay and talk to you and make things work. But he had a concert to get through and an appearance to keep up.

You watched Dokyeom turn away to gather with the rest of the members as a lone tear fell down your cheek. Realizing this was all you could take, you whispered a small goodbye before running up the stairs and out of the venue. Hating yourself more with every step you took away from him.

“I wish I was brave enough to love you.” You had said to the back you hoped you’d never have to leave behind.

Dokyeom nearly made it to the center stage before his desire glance back at you overtook his self control. He glanced back but you were gone. Searching the seats in your section, he began to wonder if you had really been there at all, or if all the sleepless nights were finally getting to him.

“Come back. Don’t make me change.” He prayed silently before Mingyu wrapped an arm around his shoulder and walked with him the rest of the way to the others.