STRAY KIDS ONESHOTS (FLUFF ONLY)

7. seungmin

The fluorescent lights of the studio buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the elaborately constructed set. Seungmin, dressed in a crisp white shirt and black slacks, fidgeted nervously. Today was the day he was filming the music video for his first solo song, a project he'd poured his heart and soul into.

You, his girlfriend and biggest cheerleader, sat perched on a director's chair, a reassuring presence amidst the flurry of activity. You'd been there through countless late-night songwriting sessions in his tiny apartment, offering feedback, wiping away tears of frustration, and celebrating every breakthrough. Now, seeing him stand on the cusp of this solo venture filled you with a mix of excitement and nerves that rivaled his own.

The director, a young woman with a sharp eye and an infectious enthusiasm, called for action. The camera rolled, capturing Seungmin as he walked through an empty train station, his expression a poignant mix of longing and hope. The melody of his song, a melancholic ballad with a powerful vocal line, filled the air. It was a song he'd poured his feelings into, a story about lost love and the bittersweet ache of memories.

Between takes, Seungmin would rush to your side, seeking your honest opinion. He'd shed his performer persona, his eyes searching yours for reassurance. "Did that look okay?" he'd ask, his voice laced with self-doubt.

You knew the pressure weighed heavily on him. This wasn't just any project; it was a chance for him to step out of Stray Kids' shadow and establish himself as a solo artist. You'd seen the countless drafts of lyrics, the late nights spent agonizing over melody and production.

"Seungmin," you'd say firmly, taking his hand in yours. "You wrote a beautiful song. You've been working so hard for this. Just be yourself, and your talent will shine through."

His eyes would meet yours, and in that moment, a silent understanding passed between you. It was more than just friendship; it was a deep connection built on shared dreams and unwavering support. It was a connection you'd nurtured since your university days, blossoming from late-night study sessions to stolen glances across crowded cafeterias. Now, as his girlfriend, your support was laced with an even deeper layer of affection.

As the day wore on, the set transformed. Gone was the train station; now, a cozy room bathed in warm light served as the backdrop for Seungmin's closing scene. He sat perched on a stool, a microphone clutched in his hand, his eyes closed as he poured his soul into the final chorus.

You watched, mesmerized, as raw emotion poured from him. It wasn't just a performance; it was a confession, a vulnerability that resonated deep within you. There was a tear glistening in his eye as the last note faded away, a testament to the depth of his artistry.

The director called "Cut!" A burst of applause erupted from the crew. Seungmin, drained but exhilarated, turned to you. A radiant smile bloomed on his face, the weight of his worries seemingly lifted.

He walked towards you, his eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Thank you," he whispered, pulling you into a tight hug. "I couldn't have done it without you."

You hugged him back, feeling a surge of pride and affection. "Always," you murmured.

As the crew began to dismantle the set, you and Seungmin stood side by side, watching the remnants of the day's work disappear. The experience of witnessing his solo journey unfold had been a privilege, a window into his artistic soul.

In the quiet moments that followed, under the soft glow of the studio lights, a new feeling bloomed between you. It wasn't just the shared journey that solidified your bond; it was the vulnerability he'd shown, the raw emotions he'd bared in front of the camera and, more importantly, in front of you.

Later that evening, after the celebratory wrap party with the crew, you found yourselves back in his apartment. The silence wasn't uncomfortable, but rather a comfortable space filled with unspoken emotions. Seungmin, still buzzing from the day's experience, sat down at his piano, his fingers brushing over the keys.

You watched him, captivated by the way his expression softened as he began to play. The melody that flowed from the instrument was a softer, more intimate version of the song from the music video. It was a raw, unpolished confession, a melody only meant for your ears.

As the last note faded away, Seungmin met your gaze, a blush creeping up his neck. "This," he began, his voice barely a whisper, "this is how the song started. Before the lyrics, before the production, it was just this melody, trying to capture how I felt."

The music video shoot, which had marked the beginning of Seungmin's solo journey, had also unknowingly marked the beginning of a new chapter in your love story. It was a chapter filled with music, laughter, and the unwavering support that came with being soulmates. And as you looked into Seungmin's eyes, reflecting the soft glow of the city lights outside his window, you knew this was a melody you'd never tire of listening to.

A blush bloomed on your cheeks, your heart thudding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. You understood. The raw emotion in the song, the ache of lost love, it resonated with you because, in a way, it mirrored your own journey with him. You'd been his confidante, his shoulder to cry on during a difficult breakup with his first love, a time when his music took a melancholic turn.

"It's beautiful, Seungmin," you finally managed, your voice thick with emotion. "The song, the way you performed it... it was all so real."

He let out a shaky breath. "It was hard," he admitted, his eyes filled with a vulnerability you hadn't seen before. "But somehow, having you there, watching... it made it easier."

Silence fell again, heavy with unspoken emotions. You knew then that the song wasn't just about a lost love; it was about the healing journey that followed, about finding solace in unexpected places. Perhaps, it was also about a love that bloomed amidst the ashes of heartbreak, a love that was stronger because it had weathered its own storm.

Hesitantly, you reached out and took his hand. His fingers intertwined with yours, sending a jolt of electricity through you. "Seungmin," you began, your voice barely above a whisper.

He leaned closer, his eyes searching yours. "Yes?"

"The song," you continued, your throat tight with emotion. "The melody you just played... is it about me?"

A blush crept up his neck, mirroring your own. He looked away for a moment, then met your gaze with a newfound determination. "At first, it wasn't," he confessed. "But then, you came into my life, and suddenly, it all made sense. The melody became a way to express the joy you brought back into my world, the way your love filled the void that was left behind."

Tears welled up in your eyes. You never doubted the depth of his feelings, but hearing him say it, so raw and vulnerable, was a different kind of beautiful.

"Seungmin," you whispered, cupping his face in your hands. "You have no idea how much that means to me."

He leaned into your touch, his forehead resting against yours. "You mean everything to me, Y/N," he murmured. "You're my muse, my confidante, my biggest supporter... and the love of my life."

The space between you dissolved in a kiss, a slow, tender exploration that spoke volumes. It was a kiss filled with unspoken promises, a confirmation of the bond that had grown stronger through shared dreams and emotional vulnerability.

As you pulled away, breathless and slightly dazed, you knew this was more than just a relationship between a singer and his girlfriend. It was a connection forged in the heart of music, a melody composed not just of notes but of shared experiences, unwavering love, and the promise of a future brighter than any spotlight.

The music video shoot, which had marked the beginning of Seungmin's solo journey, had also unknowingly marked the beginning of a new chapter in your love story. It was a chapter filled with music, laughter, and the unwavering support that came with being soulmates. And as you looked into Seungmin's eyes, reflecting the soft glow of the city lights outside his window, you knew this was a melody you'd never tire of listening to.