Coffee And Campus

coffee and campus

your lives as college students, and coffee

pairing: performance unit (seventeen) x reader

genre: fluff, university au

words: 375

warnings: none, really. food mentions, and coffee.

a/n: it's been a hot minute since i've written any fluff, so please bear with me if this is absolute shit. feeling nostalgic about college days today, so here we are. these are all based on my own experiences.

taglist: @itsveronicaxxx @husbandhoshi @zurikyo @kimhyejin3108 @starlightjoong

JUN

when you're working. shows up to the library because he knows that's where you'll be, you're only alerted by his presence when a hand replaces your empty cup with a full one. places his books/laptop next to you and gives you a fond smile, looking around to check for on-lookers before pressing a soft kiss on your lips. when he's seated, sneakily pulls out your favorite cookies and pushes one in your mouth; the library might have a no-food rule but that's never stopped the two of you.

HOSHI

at a late-night biking-themed cafe. you're drinking this place's signature coffee - advertised as one of the most potent shots in the world. you and your boyfriend do this all the time, trying out relatively harmless things that you probably shouldn't do. the coffee is one of the most bitter things you've ever tasted, and soonyoung's face scrunches adorably as he swallows it. maybe you should move to less adventurous activities for date nights, but when the two of you are sharing notes the next morning and giggling over your own stupidity - you can't find it in you to regret.

MINGHAO

at a hole-in-the-wall afternoon cafe. like clockwork, you and minghao show up every wednesday to this little place, where the owner knows your name and stops other customers from sitting at the table by the window that you like. you sit next to each other instead of face-to-face, your fingers occasionally threading through his hair, a fond look on his face as he leans into your touch. you talk about everything and nothing, munching on pastry as the faint smell of his tea and your coffee fills the air.

DINO

between lectures. when his class finishes before yours, he waits outside your lecture hall with a cup of your favorite coffee (the version that's available in campus, anyway). if you look particularly tired, he'll pull your bag from you, ignoring your protests. you walk to the library together, your coffee in one hand and his hand in the other, trying to convince each other that it's a good idea to get started on that assignment due weeks from now - but as always, you end up procrastinating. oh well, atleast you have each other.

robe

warnings: references to sexual activity, hickeys. this is suggestive stuff, folks.

a/n: inspired by this post by @imagine-svt. hi aeris, i took your prompt and made it suggestive (hope that's okay). i saw aeris's post before sleeping, wrote this on my phone in 10 minutes and boom it's here. taglist: @itsveronicaxxx @husbandhoshi @zurikyo @starlightjoong

"are you naked under that robe, minghao?"

your boyfriend continues his movements, barely sparing you a glance before nodding. you suppose you should be used to him coming up with choreography at all sorts of places by now, but it still surprised you when you walked in on him practicing a new move in front of the mirror, his chest peaking out from underneath the the fluffy bathrobe. you're almost completely certain that he hasn't even noticed the dinner on the table behind him.

the robe swishes as he executes fluid movements, his eyes fixed on his reflection as he tries different angles for a move. you can't help but trace his exposed skin, the small love bites from your previous activities catching your attention.

"i can't believe you're ogling me", he sounds offended, looking at you disapprovingly, "while i'm trying to earn my bread and butter".

"well, if your bread and butter involve you dancing almost naked in hotel rooms, then you're going to get stared at in those rooms", you retort teasingly, "not that i won't support you, if that's what you want".

"thought a lot about me dancing naked, have you?", his voice is steady, but you catch the light flush creeping up his chest.

"and so what if i have?", you arch a brow. remembering your reason for interrupting him, you add, "actually, i'm here to ask if you want dessert".

minghao's eyes stray from your face to slowly go down your body, barely-hidden satisfaction seeping on his face when he takes in the light marks on your neck.

"if you're up for it", he responds, his eyes filled with clear intent.

"i am", you bring the hotel dessert menu from behind your back, "once we're done eating that dinner on the table".

"oh", he turns to see the food, "y-yeah. ofcourse"

"oh, baby", you walk up to him, pecking his pink cheek, "you're so easy".

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shades of you

pairing: non-idol!the8 x gn!reader

prompt: soulmate au series. 3/13

word count: 3.3k~

warnings: complicated feelings about a soulmate. mentions of anger, but it’s not directly toward anyone.

daisy’s notes: sometimes u simply finish a fic after not working on it for like two months. anyway have some artist!hao.

summary: There’s a reason Minghao sticks to monochrome outfits, and it’s because he lives life one color at a time based off of whatever his soulmate is feeling. Sometimes they blend together, but he’s used to seeing only one real shade among his world. He’d be lying if it wasn’t frustrating…

Life in mono color was unfair in its own damn right, and Minghao knew it firsthand because his existence was tied to you in the most unfair way.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want a soulmate–frankly, he’d rather have than have not. But there was a clear reason why he stuck to monochrome outfits when he could, and it was because that had been easier. His entire closet was organized by color already, everything labeled in either a sleeve or a sewn-in piece of fabric with the color written in neat handwriting. In itself, that broadcast how much his family and friends loved him and that they were willing to accommodate him as best as they could. But he was living a life of muted colors in whatever color matched his soulmate’s mood. Minghao knew that he was luckier than some people (he couldn’t imagine what Seungcheol experienced in his day to day, seeing no color at all–it almost made him guilty sometimes for being so pissed at his own sign). When you were happy, all he could see was bright yellow standing out against the desaturated yellow world; in anger, it was dark reds. He’d learned to decipher what colors were more real than the others–a blue shirt would always be a brighter shade than the rest of his monotone world and would feel more right than other blue things. It took a little guesswork, and sometimes the occasional text to his friend to confirm that the red shirt he had picked out was indeed red, but he made it work. If nothing else, he could pull off monochrome incredibly well.

Truthfully, it was the little things like that.

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Museum date with Minghao?🥺

Museum Date

Minghao x gn!reader

Warnings: none :)

I feel like museum dates with Hao would the cutest and softest thing in the world

like you two would just be walking around looking at all the exhibits

if it's an art museum he'd have to stop and look at every. single. one.

but he'd be holding your hand the entire time so it was fine

now

the roles would be switched if it was a field museum (i.e Chicago, Smithsonian)

you'd take the longest time reading all the little plaques for each sculpture, picture, etc...

especially if it was something you studied

eventually Hao would rest his head on top yours, arms around your chest

just hanging on top of you

for lunch he would take you to some hole-in-the-wall place and it would be the best food you've ever eaten

OOOORRR

a cute little museum and coffee date

personally I like this one better

after staying in the museum for HOURS thanks to you two

you'd both go to the cafe down the block and order your favorites

maybe split a pastry

imagine holding hands and sipping coffee as you stroll down the street

for some reason I'm picturing this in the fall or winter which makes it ten times better

cheeks are rosy from the cold

his eyes soften as he feels you curl into him to keep warm

yall I got so soft just thinking about this

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