Thank You
seungmin x male!reader
it was a bleary day, but seungmin knew it was the day. you and him and talked about it last night. today, he was coming out to his group, with you right by his side.
you were hiding in one of the bathrooms, you were kinda there all day, waiting for seungmin to come get you.
seungmins pov:
i walked into the recording booth, seeing.. all of the members scattered around the room. i didn’t go into the booth, yet, instead brought the boys attention to me.
“hey, guys?” i asked quietly, which wasn’t unusual for me.
they all turn towards me and immediately began to get worried.
“so i.. i wanted to talk to you guys about something..” my voice came out shaky.
“hey, calm down seungmin. what are you so worked up about?” was heard from Changbin.
i decided just to get it over with.
“I’ve been keeping a secret from you guys.” i spoke quietly
all the boys instinctively scooted forward. felix and hyunjin both looked relatively excited, while the others were just confused.
i let out a quiet sigh, then spoke. “i’m gay.”
all movement in the room stopped.
but as soon as it stopped, it started again and jeongin jumped at me.
“really?! omg that’s so exciting thank you for telling us!!” he hugged me like there was no tomorrow.
i smiled as i saw all the other boys come up to me hugging me as well and congratulating me.
channie hyung stayed behind, just watching the action unfold with a faint smile on his face.
“i also.. i do have a boyfriend. i was hoping i could introduce you all to him?” i spoke cautiously.
they all nodded excitedly and i smiled, leaving the room to go get you.
back to 3rd person pov (addresses reader in 2nd):
seungmin popped into the bathroom and you smiled, kissing him softly.
“it’s time!” Seungmin spoke sweetly and lead me out of the bathroom towards the recording room, his hand tightly in yours.
he opened the door, and you were met with a lot of confused eyes and questions.
the kindest at first was Felix, he immediately walked up to you, hugged you with a smile, and said, “welcome to stray kids.”
you almost cried then. at that point the rest had started asking questions. and you answered them all.
“what’s your name?”
“how old are you?”
“when did you guys meet?”
“do you have any talents?”
“how long have you been together?”
and you and seungmin answered them all.
“my name is Spencer. Spencer Stadjuhar, I’m not from here. i’m 24, i turn 25 in july. we met at a.. well.. on a tour in the states, we stayed at the same hotel, and we ran into each other on the way to a vending machine.” you giggled at the thought. “i can sing, and i try to dance, though im not very good at it. we’ve been together for 7 months.”
the boys liked your answers. they all ran to you and hugged you, you adored it.
but above all, Chan, still standing in the back, kept eye contact with you. and not that anybody knew, but being his younger brother, had perks. you looked up at him through the crowd and mouthed, “thank you.”
he nodded and smiled and soon walked over to join the hug.
Chrysanthemum
**idol-au- i might make another part showing how the boys reacted to chan disappearing?**
**tw- dead person, pregnancy?**
as soon as chan, your husband, walked through the door, he knew something was up. there was never silence in the house.
but he saw you, out of the corner of his eye, sitting in silence at the dinner table in the darkness. a small lamp flickered in from the adjoining living room, but that was it.
“darling?” he spoke quietly, sitting down across from you and grabbing your hands which were sitting on the table, he had presumed they were empty, but no. one small thing lay in them.
a test.
*a pregnancy test*.
his eyes widened as he saw the lines showing positive. his face soon lit up as he seemed so excited. “you’re.. you’re pregnant!” he giggled out of pure joy. it was beautiful to see.
but you stayed still. too still.
he stood up, moving over to your side of the table.
“darling?” he spoke again, waving a hand hesitantly in front of your face. he really hoped you were playing a joke on him.
but as soon as the fly landed on your eyeball, his face dropped.
he let out a scream.
and then, he ran.
he ran far away. far enough that nobody ever saw him again.
and all that remained of chan, was the bouquet of chrysanthemums he set on the entry way desk that night.