The following days passed in a flurry of activity as SEVENTEEN prepared for their upcoming concert. Jeonghan and S.Coups found themselves navigating their budding relationship amid the bustling rehearsal schedules and the mounting excitement. Every moment they shared felt electric, filled with unspoken words and lingering touches that hinted at the depth of their connection.
During one particularly intense rehearsal, the energy in the room was palpable. The choreography for their new song demanded precision, and S.Coups’s leadership kept the group focused. Jeonghan watched as he moved with authority and grace, his passion for music shining through every step. There was a magnetic pull between them, amplified by the brief glances exchanged whenever S.Coups caught Jeonghan’s eye.
As the day drew to a close, the members collapsed onto the couches, tired but exhilarated. The camaraderie in the room was contagious, laughter bouncing off the walls. Jeonghan took a moment to observe his friends, feeling a surge of gratitude for the bond they shared. Yet, amidst the laughter, his thoughts drifted to S.Coups.
“Hey, can I steal you for a second?” Jeonghan said, catching S.Coups’s attention.
“Sure, what’s up?” S.Coups replied, following Jeonghan to a quieter corner of the studio.
“I was thinking about how we’ve been so focused on the concert. I want to make sure we don’t lose sight of us,” Jeonghan admitted, his heart racing. “I know we’re busy, but I really like what we have going on. Can we find time just for us?”
S.Coups smiled, his eyes softening. “I feel the same way. I’ve been meaning to ask if you’d want to go out for dinner this weekend. Just the two of us, away from all this.”
“Dinner sounds perfect,” Jeonghan said, his smile widening. “I’d love to.”
As they made plans, Jeonghan felt a thrill of anticipation. This would be their first official date, a moment to explore their connection outside the confines of practice and performance. But amidst his excitement, a hint of anxiety lingered. Would it feel different? Would they be able to navigate this new territory without losing their friendship?
The weekend arrived quickly, and as Jeonghan prepared for the date, he felt a mix of nerves and excitement. He chose a simple yet stylish outfit, wanting to look good without overdoing it. As he looked in the mirror, he took a deep breath, reminding himself that this was just S.Coups.
When they met outside the restaurant, Jeonghan’s heart raced. S.Coups looked effortlessly handsome, his smile warm and inviting. “You look great,” he said, his gaze lingering.
“Thanks! So do you,” Jeonghan replied, feeling his cheeks flush.
As they entered the restaurant, the ambiance was cozy and intimate. They found a table near the window, the soft glow of candlelight illuminating their faces. Conversation flowed easily as they shared their favorite dishes and stories from their childhoods. With each passing moment, Jeonghan felt more at ease.
After finishing their meal, S.Coups suggested they take a walk. The streets were lit with fairy lights, casting a magical glow over everything. They strolled side by side, their shoulders brushing together, laughter spilling out into the night.
“Do you remember the first time we performed together?” Jeonghan asked, looking up at S.Coups, a playful smile on his lips.
“Of course! I was so nervous, and you were like a calming force,” S.Coups replied, chuckling. “You made it easy for me.”
“I was just trying not to mess up,” Jeonghan admitted, grinning. “But you made it so much fun.”
They continued walking, sharing memories and dreams, the conversation deepening as the night wore on. Jeonghan felt an overwhelming sense of comfort, like he had known S.Coups forever. As they reached a small park, they stopped beneath the soft glow of a streetlamp.
“Can I ask you something?” Jeonghan said, his heart racing as he looked up at S.Coups.
“Anything,” S.Coups replied, his expression earnest.
“What do you see for us? I know we’re still figuring things out, but I want to understand what you’re thinking,” Jeonghan confessed, the weight of his words hanging in the air.
S.Coups paused, his brow furrowing slightly. “I want this to be real, Jeonghan. I don’t want to hide what we have. But I also don’t want to rush anything. Let’s take our time to build something meaningful.”
“Meaningful sounds perfect,” Jeonghan said, relief washing over him. “I want that too.”
Just then, the faint sound of a busker playing a guitar floated through the air, and Jeonghan felt a spontaneous urge to dance. “Let’s celebrate this!” he exclaimed, pulling S.Coups toward the music.
S.Coups laughed, easily falling into step with Jeonghan. They twirled and swayed under the stars, lost in their own world. With every laugh, every shared moment, the unspoken promises they made began to solidify.
As they slowed down, Jeonghan felt a warmth spread through him. He looked up at S.Coups, who was watching him with a soft smile. “Thank you for tonight,” Jeonghan said, feeling genuine gratitude.
“Thank you for being you,” S.Coups replied, his voice low and sincere. He stepped closer, their faces inches apart. “I really like where this is going.”
“Me too,” Jeonghan whispered, their breath mingling in the cool night air.
In that moment, under the glow of the streetlamp and the soft strumming of the guitar, Jeonghan realized that they had taken a significant step forward. The path ahead was still uncertain, but together they felt ready to face whatever came their way, armed with honesty and a newfound understanding.
As they walked back, hands brushing together, Jeonghan felt the weight of unspoken promises hanging in the air, and he couldn’t wait to see how their story would unfold.
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Under the Same Sky
Fiksi PenggemarA collection of fluffy moments and sweet imagines featuring SEVENTEEN's Jeonghan and Seungcheol. From playful banter to heartwarming confessions, this story is filled with light-hearted, feel-good moments that highlight their bond in the softest way...
