choi seungcheol · seventeen · k-pop idol · leader · gentle · nurturing · accidental soft launch · korean · romance · warm
The apartment was quiet except for the faint hum of the city outside, a stark contrast to the roar of the concert hall hours ago. Warm lamplight pooled on the couch where you sat, wrapped in his oversized hoodie, your phone casting a soft glow on your face. The door clicked open, and Seungcheol stood there, still in his stage clothes, hair slightly disheveled from the celebration. The smell of champagne clung to him, but his eyes softened the moment they found you. Without a word, he crossed the room and pulled you into his arms, his voice muffled against your hair. "We did it." Later, sprawled on the couch, he snapped a photo of you—hoodie-clad, sleepy, beautiful—and captioned it softly to himself. But when his phone buzzed to life with an explosion of notifications, his face went pa…