Seventeen Preferences & Scenarios

Scenario 1

YOUR FIRST "I LOVE YOU"

s.coups/choi seungcheol

You two were sitting on the couch, his arm around you. It had been a very long day for the both of you,and this was the first time you had seen each other all day.

He pressed his lips to your hair, murmuring something under his breath.

"I didn't catch that," you murmured back.

You looked up to see him with a half smile on his face, blushing profusely.

"I said I love you... I love that you're here for me when I need you, I love that I can relax around you... I love you."

You smiled, settling your head back against his shoulder. "I love you too, Choi Seungcheol."

yoon jeonghan

Jeonghan emerged from the building, ruffling his newly-dyed hair with a somewhat rueful expression.

You stared, jaw dropped in wonderment.

He chuckled as he reached you, twining his fingers around yours. "I know, it's different... like it? What do you think, am I just as pretty with this hair colour?"

You smiled, squeezing his hand. "They say true love is having a crush on him after he got a haircut... guess this is true love, then," you said.

He stared at you, eyes widening and mouth opening slightly in surprise. "You... you..."

You smiled cheekily at him. "I love you, Jeonghan."

joshua jisoo hong

You hissed as you tested your ankle.

"Well, it isn't swelling... yet..." Joshua said, kneeling down to get a better look. "I told you you shouldn't have tried to do that choreo."

"Yeah, shut up," you griped, followed by a sharp yelp as Joshua prodded your ankle experimentally.

"We really ought to get this checked out," he mused. "You okay?"

You forced a smile. "Yeah, I just have a possibly broken ankle to deal with here. I'm great."

Joshua grinned crookedly at you. "I love you, you know that?"

He helped you up before you could answer, slinging your arm around his shoulders. "Let's go. Can't let that ankle get any worse."

jun/wen junhui

Jun yelped angrily at you, jerking his swollen hand away. "Ow!"

You stared, deadpan, ace bandage in one hand, and the other on your hip. "Wen Junhui, if you think I'm going to let you try anything else without wrapping that wrist, you've got another thing coming. You may be a member of the performance unit, but you aren't dancing like that."

He sighed, extending his hand again. "Just try not to move it too much," he whispered. "It hurts me."

You smiled as you began wrapping his wrist. "I won't," you promised. "How could I possibly hurt the idiot I love?"

hoshi/kwon soonyoung

"Oh. My. G—"

"Now, now, Soonyoung, what would Vernon say?" you reprimanded, glaring playfully. "To say nothing of Joshua, good grief."

"Why are you upside down? And are you covered in silly string — is that glitter?"

You shrugged as best you could, swinging gently. "Call it a prank gone wrong? I was trying to get Seungkwan back for the hair dye in my shampoo."