"Can we try to get our sign shape?" You ask excitedly, looking over at Seonghwa with a smile.
"Is that even a question?" Seonghwa giggles, extending his arm to give your hair a little ruffle. You giggle at the touch before he pulls his hand back, allowing the two of you to put y'all's wrist side by side.
You both look down at y'all's initials which are still visible, your foot tapping on the floor rather impatiently. When you go to rest your head against Seonghwa's bicep, a loud scream coming from the hallway causes you and the guys to jump and look over at the door.
"I'll be back." Hongjoong mutters, dragging his feet to the door and opening it. "WHOS SCREAMING?!"
"It's just Yeosang! I snuck up on him." Wooyoung replies, smiling innocently as he seats himself down on Yeosang's back.
"Get him off!!" Yeosang yells, squirming frantically underneath the younger.
"QUIET! YOUR IN TIME OUT."
"TIME OUTS ARE FOR CHILDREN AND TODDLERS! IM NEITHER OF THEM NOW GET OFF ME!"
"YOU ARE LITERALLY A FIVE YEAR OLD! YOU ASKED ME PLAY HIDE AND SEEK WITH YOU A FEW DAYS AGO! SO WHEN I SAY YOU'RE IN TIME OUT, YOU'RE IN TIME OUT! PLUS, YOU ALMOST SLIPPED UP BACK THERE!"
"IM SORRY, I DIDNT MEAN TOO!"
"You are forgiven. But your still in time out. Let's go." Wooyoung replies, slipping off of Yeosang and pulling him up to his feet. Before the older gets to say anything, he gets interrupted by the younger throwing him over his shoulder.
"Put me down! I'm not some sack of potatoes you can throw over your shoulder!" Yeosang exclaims, clutching onto Wooyoung tightly as he starts skipping down the hallway.
You and the members watch the two pass the room y'all are in, concerned expressions clear on y'all's faces, before a door shutting can be heard. You and Seonghwa slowly look over at each other, you both sharing the same expression, before you break the sudden silence.
"Can we go downstairs? The floor is uncomfortable." You mumble, pushing your hips out as you slouch back against the wall.
"You don't want to head back to bed?" Seonghwa asks, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he rests his chin on your shoulder.
"I just want a change of scenery, that's all." Seonghwa nods his head at your statement, wrapping his free hand around your arm before you both stand up. He moves his arm down to your waist as y'all walk out the bedroom, you peeking over your shoulder here and there since you're walking backwards.
"If I trip, even if it's over nothing, I deeply apologize. I am very clumsy." You mumble, jumping slightly when someone sets their hands on your sides.
"Did I scare you? I'm sorry. Don't worry about tripping through, I'm here to help you." San reassures, helping you down the steps, his grip on your sides tightening slightly. The younger removes his hands when y'all reach the couch, quickly sliding out from behind you to allow you to sit down.
"Do you mind if we lay down?" Seonghwa asks, looking away from San and turning his attention back to you.
"No, I don't mind. But... how are we gonna do that..." You reply.
"Here, I'll help. Seonghwa, you lay down first." Jongho instructs, walking over to the two of you. Seonghwa compiles and carefully lays down on his back, holding y'all's wrists together as you lean towards him. A faint yelp escapes your lips when Jongho picks you up by the waist, your legs kicking the air a few times before he carefully lays you down on top of the older.
"This is gonna be hard." You mumble, resting your head on Seonghwa's chest, a slight pout forming on your lips.
"I can gorilla glue y'all's wrists together." Mingi suggests, popping up behind the two of you, a bottle of Gorilla Glue in his hand.
"NO." You and Seonghwa exclaim in unison.
"Oh come on, the idea isn't that bad. Y'all will only be stuck together for the rest of your lives." Mingi says, his eyes narrowing as he looks down at you and the older.
"What if we need to use the bathroom, Min?" You ask, lifting your head up to look at the younger properly.
"Or shower? Or change our clothes? Or drive? Or practice choreography? Or I don't know.. participate in a PHOTOSHOOT? There's a lot we won't be able to do, Minki!" Seonghwa exclaims, a little giggle escaping the younger at the nickname.
"Next time, Mingi, next time." Yunho reassures, wrapping a hand around the latter and guiding him to the sofa, slipping the bottle of glue of of his hand in the process.
"No! There will be no next time! There will be no gorilla glue-ing people together!" Hongjoong exclaims, running up to the two tallers and slipping the bottle of glue out of Yunho's hand.
"It's like getting handcuffed. Oh, let's handcuff them!" San exclaims, jumping a few times as a little smile appears on his lips.
"I'll get the handcuffs!!" Wooyoung yells from upstairs.
"No handcuffing people either, WOOYOUNG." Hongjoong exclaims, his gaze shifting over to the latter who's standing at the railing.
"Aww... Buying handcuffs was a waste of money..." Wooyoung mutters, his arms crossing as he walks downstairs.
"Why do you even have handcuffs?" Jongho asks, taken aback by the older's statement.
"No reason..." Wooyoung mumbles, the tips of his ears turning a light shade of red.
"Where's Sang-ah?" You ask, moving your body slightly to look at the younger.
"In time out in one of the bedrooms." Wooyoung replies, seating himself down next to you and Seonghwa, his hand resting on your back as his fingers drum on your skin, softly.
"Why'd you put him in time out? And isn't that a thing for toddlers?" Seonghwa asks, a faint chuckle escaping his lips as he rests his head on the arm of the sofa.
"Hey, he can be a five year old at times. Besides, he did a no, no." Wooyoung replies, grabbing the blanket draped over the cushions and draping the soft fabric over his knees.
"What's the no no, he did?" Mingi asks, resting his head on Yunho's lap as he sprawls out on the couch cushions.
"That information is highly classified." Wooyoung replies rather quickly.
"Wooyoung." Seonghwa says, his voice stern as he looks over at the younger with a raised eyebrow.
"Damn it, he used the tone." Wooyoung mutters. "Umm... He was gonna tell y'all something that y'all don't need to know yet." Seonghwa looks at Wooyoung suspiciously for a few more seconds until shifts his attention back to you, his eyes softening almost immediately.
"So, how long are Y/N and Seonghwa supposed to keep their wrists together?" San asks, plopping down next to Wooyoung and resting his head against his bicep.
"About 30 minutes. No more, no less." Wooyoung replies, extending his arm to pat San's head a few times. San hums happily at the touch, his dimples coming out for display as he leans into the younger's hand. After seeing the older's reaction, Wooyoung smiles mischievously and removes his hand, setting it on his thigh as he leans back against the couch cushions.
San furrows his eyebrows as he looks over at the younger, his hand reaching to pick Wooyoung's hand up and set it on top of his head again. When the younger removes his hand again, San whines and nuzzles his head into Wooyoung's side, causing giggles to pour out of the latter.
"Okay, okay! I'll give you pats!" Wooyoung exclaims, pushing San's shoulders to push him away. The older smiles widely before he moves closer to Wooyoung and leans against his side, allowing the latter to pat his head again.
"Can I come into the out now?" Yeosang asks, peeking over to the raining, a blanket draped over his shoulders.
"No Boov, go back into the room." Wooyoung replies, a smile threatening to creep onto his lips.
"Okay..." Yeosang mumbles, shuffling back into the bedroom.
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Soulmates •Book 1•
Fanfiction(Seonghwa X Reader) *This book is in the middle of editing so if some chapters seem more "complex" than others, that's the reason* Since Soulmates in this world are rare, this causes Seonghwa and his S/O to be on high alert for enemies. There will b...
