Fall In Love | Seventeen Oneshots

swimming fool | choi seungcheol x kim mingyu

[tw// death, descriptions of drowning, implied smut, toxic relationships]

summary: seungcheol is a swimming fool

Seungcheol sits silently as he stares down at his knee - at the colourful band aid being plastered over the painful scrape - and away from Mingyu's gaze.

He doesn't know why he's avoiding Mingyu's gaze, or remember why his knee was hurt in the first place. Nor does he remember why his wrists are red and sore (almost like someone gripped them too hard) or why his head feels so fuzzy and aches.

"Is that better, Cheollie?" asks Mingyu, and his warm voice snaps Seungcheol out of it instantly. "Does it hurt anywhere else?"

It takes a moment for Seungcheol to reply, his throat feeling dry and his voice raspy.

"N-No," Seungcheol answers, moving his knee experimentally, "Thank you, Gyu."

"Anything for you, Cheol," Mingyu says with a smile, and it's warm and makes Seungcheol's heart do all sorts of flips, washing away any feelings of discomfort he felt before. "Let's get going, baby."

-

"Seungcheol," calls out Mingyu. He's hovering over Seungcheol, and though the bed is comfortable and cozy, Seungcheol still feels a little trapped. "Is that hurting?"

Seungcheol isn't sure which part he means. His arms are tied up with rope so tight it burns every time he moves, and as a whole, his body aches and aches.

"Cheol?"

He opens his mouth to reply, but everything is sore and his throat is too parched to say a proper answer.

"If you don't answer, I'll have to punish you, you know."

Mingyu leans down, trailing kisses down Seungcheol's body, from his lips to his neck, before biting down on his nape.

Seungcheol's sure he winces out in pain, but everything is sounding as though he was underwater.

He doesn't remember what happens next.

-

"We're out of eggs, Mingyu!" calls out Seungcheol, fumbling to put on his coat, "I'm going to go get some, okay?"

There's no reply, but Seungcheol is sure the other boy won't mind - it's just a quick trip to the grocery store, just a few minutes away.

He's barely out of the door when he feels his wrists get jerked back harshly, and then he finds himself pinned against the wall.

"Where are you going, Cheol?" Mingyu asks with a smile that seems a little too sweet and puts Seungcheol on edge immediately.

"T-To the grocery store," answers Seungcheol, squirming under Mingyu's grip. "F-For eggs."

"But it's late," Mingyu says, seeming a little more calm knowing where Seungcheol was going to go - though his grasp doesn't loosen.

Seungcheol wants to tell Mingyu he's hurting him, but he can't get the words out.

"We can get the eggs tomorrow, right, Cheol?" says Mingyu, finally letting go of the other boy's wrists. "It's dangerous to go outside so late. I wouldn't want you to get hurt."

"Y-Yeah," Seungcheol replies with a gulp, though now he's thinking of anything but eggs. "Sorry."

"Don't apologise, Cheollie, you didn't do anything wrong." Mingyu leans in to peck Seungcheol on the lips, before looking down with concern at Seungcheol's wrists. "Did I hurt you?"