A Pinch of Salt || svt one-shots & imagines

choi seungcheol // any questions?

«salt due to jealousy»

"What?" he asked quizzically, a genuine look of confusion on his face upon seeing the hardened expression on yours. The fact that he didn't know why you were mad further pushed your buttons. Seungcheol awkwardly looked around him, then directed his gaze to you and raised both hands in defeat.

"You were really friendly with that girl," you blurted out nonchalantly. Your boyfriend paused for a moment then grinned.

"Jealous much?" Your fingers curled up into a fist while a single, irritated glare immediately silenced him. Your lips twisted down into a pout. 

"She was really pretty, wasn't she?" you remarked, eyeing Seungcheol up and down looking for any reaction he may have that was out of the ordinary.

Instead, he saw through your childish facade, bursting out in laughter then quickly regaining composure. A warm look replaced the mischievous glint in his eyes as he grabbed your arms and quickly pulled you into his embrace.

"You're prettier," he stated, "any more questions?"

You blushed a deep dark scarlet and buried your face within his broad chest. "Then. . ." you whispered meekly, "who was she?"

"My stylist, you pabo," Seungcheol chuckled as he ruffled your hair with his calloused hands, drawing you closer into his arms. A breath of relief escaped your lips; you felt a bit relaxed. "Is that all?" Your boyfriend teased.

"What can I do to stop being so jealous all the time?" He stopped then let out a sigh.

"Don't change anything," he responded, "I think the way you are right now is really cute."

"It's annoying," you protested, raising your gaze to meet his then realizing how close your faces were. "Isn't it?" 

Seungcheol paused for a bit to think then replied, "no, not really."

"What?" Your eyebrows knit together in suspicion, "are you sure that's not a lie?"

"You don't believe me?"

"Well, I'm sure you get tired of it sometimes."

"I already said that I don't."

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't."

"Y'all need to make up your minds," Seungkwan briefly commented as he passed by. Upon hearing him, the leader sent a disgruntled look, one that vibrantly spoke out, "keep walking, kid" without the unnecessary use of words. The younger member fled the scene immediately before trouble erupted.

Seungcheol frowned, scratched the back of his head in exasperation, then turned to face you.

"Sorry about that." You shook your head in disagreement then opened your mouth to speak, but your thoughts were directly interrupted by the sensation of warmth against your lips. After a few moments of the spell, Seungcheol broke away from the kiss. "I'm your boyfriend," he pointed out, "I accept all your faults and help you see everything that's beautiful about you."

You couldn't think of a response. He smiled once more and held out a hand to pinch your cheek, earning a sulky expression from your end.

"See?" He smirked, "you're cute like this."

"You're an idiot," you quietly muttered with flushed cheeks.

"Yeah, but you love this idiot," Seungcheol winked, nudging you with his elbow.

Your lips curved into a huge smile.

"I sure do."

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