seventeen imagines

seungkwan - recording room

word count : 557

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"can i come in?"

you looked behind you and saw seungkwan peeking his head into the room.

you immediately smiled, "hi babe," you said to him.

"hi," he smiled back and walked in, closing the door behind him. "you're here early," he commented before taking a sip of his iced coffee that was in his hand.

"so are you," you replied to him before glancing at the clock to see that it was a little past eight o'clock in the morning.

"we have a meeting about our comeback. i have a lot of schedules soon, so i probably won't see you much," he mentioned while pulling up another chair so he could sit next to you. "what are you working on?" he asked.

"oh," you looked back at the monitor, "my friend wants some help with this. it's for a new boy group his company is debuting in a few months," you mentioned. "all of them are really good singers and rappers. might make woozi jealous if he listens to this," you added with a smile.

"so what you're saying is that we should steal the song?" seungkwan asked.

"hey, i never said that," you immediately replied to him and both of you laughed. "when's your meeting?" you asked him.

seungkwan checked the time on his phone, "in fifteen minutes," he said. "want to get lunch later?" he asked, "we have practice at one o'clock."

you shook your head, "can't. i have a meeting with some higher ups."

"what about dinner?" he asked.

"you might have to bring it here," you replied.

"that's fine with me," seungkwan replied. "as long as i can hang out with you, i'm fine with anything," he said and stood up. "text me what you want later. i'm going to go ahead and leave," he said before leaning back in to kiss your forehead.

"you got it," you smiled at him. "love ya."

"love you too," he said before leaving the room, leaving you to continue working.

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after working and attending the meetings you had, you took a nap on the couch. you had turned the lights off and used your couch as your resting spot.

however, after napping for what only felt like twenty minutes, you were woken up when the lights in your studio turned on. you groaned and rolled onto your side.

"get out."

"okay that's so rude since i'm bringing you the food you wanted me to get you," seungkwan spoke. you opened your eyes and peeked over to see him walking into the room, letting the door close by itself instead of closing it himself.

you were still tired so you plopped your head back down on the couch and threw your arm over your eyes. "five more minutes..." you mumbled your request.

"geez, do all music producers have the same personality or something? y/n, come on. your favorite pasta is calling for you," seungkwan said to you. you heard him set the plastic bag down on a surface before walking over to you. "you need to eat."

"i said five more minutes. you know how much work i did while you've been gone? i deserve sleep," you replied.

you heard seungkwan sigh, and he sat down on the edge of the couch. then, you felt him kiss the top of your head.

"fine. you win."