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reader is multilingual [vocal reactions]

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✎ jeonghan has been with you approximately five years and is convinced he knows everything about you - fair enough, you've been together a really long time, right? but jeonghan thinks you only speak korean. he's never witnessed you speak another language before, so clearly you don't know any. when he one day hears you speaking english clearly to joshua, he thinks it's a big prank (newsflash your partner is just smart, hannie.) joshua finds it so funny that he doesn't believe you speak english, even though he literally witnesses you speaking it fluently.

jeonghan's next wake up call was when you were travelling with them on tour. you loved the asian leg of their world tours, purely for culture and cuisine - especially indonesia. it took jeonghan two stores, a supermarket, a restaurant and an indo-carat to realise you hadn't been speaking korean to all of the people at all - you'd been speaking indonesian. that night after the concert, you'd lay in your hotel room cuddled up and jeonghan would roll over, his face smug and you considered whether he'd pranked you. "when was you going to tell me you know other languages?" and you would quirk a brow, laughing as you shook your head, "you've been with me five years and you've just learnt i'm trilingual?"

✎ joshua knows at the very least that you are bilingual. he knows this because when he's home with you in your shared apartment, he has an awful habit of switching between korean and english and you never once bat an eyelash over it. he finds it funny cause he can speak to you in two different languages but it also has a knack of confusing the hell out of him - you find that part funny. but nonetheless the two of you recognised if you ever started a family, your kid would be bilingual from the get-go.

one day he proposes the idea that you both go to japan on holiday and the slight anime freak in you would agree. when you asked for help in japanese at the airport - it was joshua's fault but he'll blame anyone but you - joshua thought it was just you knowing basics of japanese, especially for these circumstances. but you were there a week and he noticed it wasn't just basics. "you speak japanese?" he asked over some sushi you'd ordered. "many preteen years of listening to babymetal and watching anime." you replied sheepishly.

✎ all of seventeen knew you spoke two languages, jihoon was one of them obviously. he'd been with you two years and you'd both slotted together like puzzle pieces. you were inseparable together so he was certain he knew as much as he could about you. to jihoon, you spoke japanese and korean. he loved taking you on tour with them to japan and he especially loved being able to refer back to you when writing seventeen's japanese releases.

after a long day at work in the studio or the dance studio, jihoon loves to come and relax with you while you debate what the hell you both want for dinner but as he shuffles through the front door he can hear you speaking - that's definitely your voice after all but he hasn't a clue what the hell you're saying and it doesn't sound like japanese. he rounds the corner to your living room, catching you on the phone to someone. he decided to shower and confront you afterwards. "what language was you speaking?" he asked, throwing himself down on the couch beside you and letting you play with his hair. "german, why?" "i didn't even know you spoke german-"

✎ seokmin could listen all day when you speak english with joshua and vernon. he loved how much you could communicate with his members and especially how close you were with the two of them as they brought you nostalgia of home. other than your everyday use of korean with him and your english conversations, seokmin had never heard you utter another language. of course, he never settled for you just knowing those languages, he was very curious if you could speak any other languages.

so one day, he just decided to ask you as the two of you did the chores around your shared house. "sweetheart what languages do you speak?" he would ask as he tied the bin bags. you'd look over at him, unsure where the question came from unless he'd heard your recent phone call home. "korean, english and faroese." seokmin paused, staring at you as he tried to repeat the last language you'd listed. "faro...ese?" he'd tilt his head like a confused dog, suddenly curious. "yeah, my native language? it's spoken in the faroe islands." "you mean english isn't your first language?!"

✎ seungkwan isn't stupid but he does miss a lot of things, somehow including when you speak chinese with his hyungs. as far as seungkwan cares, you speak korean and he can understand you when you do that but one day he catches you speaking to junhui and minghao and suddenly he doesn't have a bloody clue what the hell you're saying - that means it isn't korean, that's for certain. later that night when you got home, seungkwan would question you while he helps you cook dinner.

"darling," he would whine out at his realisation, "do you speak chinese?" you would laugh, looking over at him - "have you just noticed?" and after that, seungkwan was suddenly a lot more attentive to what language you were speaking at all times. he'd listen constantly and if he didn't recognise what you said because of your accent, he'd instantly be pressuring you "what language was that?" "what do you mean what language was that? seungkwan you fucking speak korean."