Seventeen Imagines

The 8: cold hands

You noticed Minghao was shivering even with his big, puffy winter trench coat on him. Seventeen was filming a new music video and unfortunately it was cold outside. As a habit during the cold months you always keep hand warmers in your pockets because you can't stand having cold hands. But as one of Seventeen's managers it's your job to take care of the members. So your only option was to give him your hand warmers in hopes that it'll help him.

You walked up behind Minghao and tapped his shoulder. He turned around and was immediately met with a hand warmer on either side of his face. You gently squished his cheeks with the hand warmers to warm his face. You gave him a smile and thought to yourself how cute Minghao looked when you squished his face.

"I saw you shivering earlier. Does this help?"

Minghao closed his eyes and hummed. The fact that you even noticed him shivering made Minghao's heart race. Lately he's been noticing you more than before and at first he thought it was just because he sees you so often, but deep down he knew that wasn't it. Whenever your eyes meet Minghao's his stomach fills with butterflies.

"This feels nice.." Minghao said in a quiet tone.

As you went to move your hands, and the hand warmers, away from Minghao's face he stopped you. His freezing cold hands cupped yours and pressed them to his cheeks. His eyes were still closed as let out a satisfied sigh. The shivering stopped and Minghao's body visibly relaxed.

You were surprised by Minghao's hands touching yours, your eyes were widen and your heart rate suddenly skyrocketed. The two of you stood there for a few seconds before one of your colleagues called for you from across the courtyard. You flinched when you suddenly heard your name, being sucked back into reality.

You quickly removed your hands from Minghao's face and placed the warmers in his hands before running off to find one of the managers that yelled your name. Minghao looked down and moved the rice pouches around in his hands. He could tell they were homemade by the stitching. He looked back up at you as you ran away, your long hair flowing behind you. He had a strong feeling you made the warmers yourself because he noticed the fabric pattern was strawberries, and he thought strawberries suited you perfectly.

Minghao smirked at the thought. He turned around and hummed joyously, shoving his hands in his pockets and fiddling with the hand warmers. Minutes later Minghao felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, causing him to pull it out and check the message. The corners of his lips curled upward when he saw it was a text from you.

You were letting Minghao know that if the hand warmers weren't warm enough anymore that they needed to be heated up in a microwave for 15-20 seconds. He couldn't believe that you messaged him, couldn't believe you were thinking of him even when he wasn't around you. His heart was pounding in his chest as he slipped his phone back in his pocket and walked up to his colleagues. Even the guys noticed the smile on Minghao's face and asked him what he was so happy about.

Later in the day Minghao was filming a solo scene for the music video and suddenly smelled something floral. It reminded him of your perfume but when he looked around you weren't anywhere nearby. He had no idea where it was coming from but continued filming the scene, having to do multiple takes just for post. After Minghao was done with his solo shots he searched for where the scent was coming from but was having no luck finding it.

Until he put his hands near his face. The pleasant smell was coming from his hands of all things but he didn't understand how or why. Then it dawned on him; the rice warmers you gave him were in his pockets and so were his hands. He pulled one out and sniffed it, his scenses overwhelmed by the scent that reminded him of you. His body almost instantly reacted and tingled all over.

After filming was over everyone headed back to the entertainment building. Minghao was still cold so the first thing he did was found the nearest microwave and heated up the hand warmers. He noticed that the warmer the pouches were the stronger the lavender scent was. He really liked the idea that he smelled like you now. He couldn't stop smiling at the idea, rubbing one rice warmer between his hands.

Junhui suddenly walked up to Minghao and saw the weird smile on his friend's face, then noticed a lone hand warmer on the counter. Junhui picked it up and Minghao instantly stopped smiling. He snatched the pouch out of Junhui's hand and shoved it in his pocket.

"What the hell?" Junhui was shocked.

"That's mine." Minghao said before scurrying off.

Minghao didn't even feel guilty for what he just did. The thought that one of his friends also smelling like you annoyed him, wanting to be the only one that had that luxury. As Minghao was thinking about you you suddenly popped up out of nowhere and startled him. He fumbled the pouch in his hand and dropped it, but you managed to catch it before it hit the ground.

Both of you were equally surprised at your cat-like reflexes just now. You handed the hand warmers back to Minghao.

"Be careful with those, they're home-made."

I knew it, Minghao thought. Not only did they smell like you but he also knew you loved strawberries, making the fabric to the hand warmers very fitting. A smirk creeped across his face.

"It looks like you're enjoying them. I can make you more..if you'd like."

Your words echoed in Minghao's ears. You just offered to personally make him gifts. He was all for it.

"You'd do that for me?" He asked sweetly with sparkles in his eyes.

"I'd do anything for you." You stated almost too bluntly.

Minghao's reaction made you confused. His cheeks turned bright red, he tightly pressed his lips together as if trying to force himself not to smile, and squeezed his eyes shut. When you finally realized the words that left your mouth you gasped loudly and covered your mouth with your hands. And instead of trying to make up excuses as to why you said what you said, you ended up running away and not explain yourself.

You left Minghao utterly speechless. He was so happy it was nearly impossible for him to contain it. Now he knew he needed to pry more honesty out of you because he loved it. And he was excited for the new hand warmers you said you'd make for him.

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