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sansbojokae · 4 years

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Meeting the homies

series: can’t you see?

He didn’t like her and she couldn’t figure out why. But what she doesn’t know is that he feels something other than hate. Something she wouldn’t think of. Changes needed to be made but for two different reasons.

paring: idol!wooyoung x idol!reader

genre: slight smut

word count: 1.9k

warning: just someone being an a**hole, cursing

a/n: I was so excited to post this

Your hands feel sticky from the perspiration collecting on your palms. Eyes glued to the windows as your manager pulls into the companies parking garage. You know you shouldn’t be as nervous as you are.

“Y/n breathe please.”

Your manager recites for the nth time now. You exhale and inhale closing your eye lids. Rubbing your hands on your jeans bottom lip tucked beneath your teeth.

“I’m not nervous, I’m not nervous, I’m not nervous.” You chant with following nods to reassure yourself

“I’m sure it won’t be that bad.”

“I hope not.” You say opening your eyes

Once parked into a designated spot your fingers fly to your phone. Sending wooyoung a text that you’ve made it.

“I assume you won’t make trouble and I can trust you to be here.”

You make eye contact with your manager and unbuckle your seatbelt.

“Of course. If anything goes wrong or when I’m ready I’ll call you.”

You’ve known your manager for about 3 years now and surprisingly you’ve never trusted anyone more. She eyes you in the rear view mirror and sends you a warm smile.

You grab a small bag with women necessities and exit the car. Squeezing your phone you wave to your manager as you begin walking to the elevator a few feet away.

Once you’ve reached the first floor of the building you see wooyoung sitting on one of the chairs aligned by the entrance.

“Wooyoungie!”

You call out and he immediately lifts his head from his phone and lets out a wide smile. You jog up to him and into his arms. The first thing that hits is his scent. He smiles of masculinity with a hint of citrus. Next is his body heat that touches your ice cold skin when he encloses his arms around you.

“Gosh it felt like forever waiting on you.” He says pulling back

He leans down to place a soft kiss on your lips. When you lean in for more you realize there’s people staring so he intertwines your fingers pulling you towards the floor elevator.

“Sorry I had to run a few errands before I came.”

“It’s alright. Did you eat yet?”

“I haven’t.”

“Great because seonghwa and I cooked something.” He says squeezing your hand

At that you smile to yourself. Awhile back wooyoung told you how he wants to improve on his cooking and been meeting different chefs for advice. This’ll be the first time you try his cooking and it’s an understatement to say you were excited.

As soon as the doors to the elevator close wooyoung pushes his floor number then swivels you around and presses your body to the wall. You widen your eyes by the sudden action but flutter them closed when he leans to the crevice of your neck and place a gentle kiss there.

“As much as I want you to taste my cooking, I’ve been dying to taste you.”

Your breathe catches in your throat and you reach up to hold onto his biceps.

“But your members.” You let out with a sigh as he starts littering kisses all over your skin

“I already told them.”

“B-but” you stutter when his teeth clasps onto your soft skin and runs his warm muscle over it

“That just means you’ll have to be quiet baby girl.”

Your legs start to feel weak as his grip on your waist tightens and his scent starts to become more intoxicating. With his breath caressing your skin you don’t know how much longer you’ll be able to hold on.

As you’re distracted by his nipping you don’t notice how one of his hands creeps down to the waistband of your jeans and he slips a finger past your panties. His middle digit slides down til it passes right through your slit collecting the arousal that built up.

He growls when he feels how wet your are by just his biting alone.

“That’s my girl.” He chuckles

The ding of the elevator opening has you immediately reaching for his wrist and pulling at his hand. He smirks removing his finger and turning around. An elderly man steps inside and wooyoung grabs your hand with his clean one tugging you out.

Feeling all hot and bothered you smack his chest and he starts laughing.

“You can’t just do that and expect me to be ready.” You pout

“It wouldn’t have been as fun if you knew my intentions.”

You roll your eyes but freeze when he lifts his digit and wraps his lips around it tasting your sex.

“Mmmm. I can’t wait to have you tonight.”

Your face burns and you keep your head low on the rest of the way to his dorm. It doesn’t take long to get there and when you arrive he immediately opens the door.

“I’m back everyone and I’d like to introduce my lovely girlfriend!”

His smile is wide again and you giggle at his boisterous volume. You recognize the members but only know a handful of their names. A young boy with knowable muscles sits on the couch holding a dumbbell. Jongho. When he turns to you he smiles awkwardly and stands up bowing.

You bow back and turn to the figure sitting on the floor beside him. His hair is blonde, long and has sharp facial features reminding you of a fairy of some sort. If you remember correctly his name was Yeosang. He waves with a small smile and you shyly wave back.

Coming down the hallway with bed hair is one of 2 tall members. You can’t miss his faded red hair and defined abs. You look away with yet another burn to your face.

“Yah! Go put on a shirt stick!” Wooyoung yells and steps in front of you to block the godly view

The boy mumbles something and you hear him padding his way back down the hall.

“That’s the bully I always tell you about. His name is Mingi.” Wooyoung whispers and you look up at him with sheepish smile

He closes the door and pulls you along to the kitchen. The first thing you see is a boy with black hair and handsome features. He’s the oldest of everyone you remember, Seonghwa.

Beside him is the other tall member and he’s reaching for a piece of kimchi as seonghwa fumes at him. He wears a bright smile unfaltured by the eldest gaze. You don’t know his name yet but wooyoung points and say,

“Yunho. He’s cool or whatever.” Wooyoung shrugs and at the sound of his name the boy turns to you

“Oh hiii. I’m glad we can finally meet you.”

You smile feeling welcomed by his cheery and friendly voice.

“I’m glad I could meet you all too.”

Seonghwa turns around and gives you a quick bow before turning to take the rice out of the maker.

“Where’s the small one?” You whisper to wooyoung and he chuckles

Wooyoung isn’t exactly the shortest member in the crew. He always brags about their leader who’s shorter than he is.

“Hey where’s hongjoong?”

“In his room working on a cover.”

“Ah.” Wooyoung nods

“But can you tell him that dinner is about ready.”

Wooyoung hums then gives you a kiss to the temple.

“Be right back.”

You nod and stand awkwardly in the middle of the living room.

“So how’s it going with your single? Wooyoung told me you where working on one. I heard some of your music and can I just say I am a fan.”

Seonghwa says taking out some pork belly from the fridge. You smile feeling more than comfortable to talk about your music.

“It’s going well. I’m pretty much done with it and all I have to do is record it.”

“Since you’re partners with our loud boy, do you think we could get a spoiler?”

Seonghwa raises his eyebrows turning your way and you smirk.

“I’ll think about it.”

You hear shuffling coming from the hallway and you turn thinking it’s wooyoung coming back but instead it’s another member. His face is familiar yet you can’t remember his name. He walks with a serious look on his face. When he makes eye contact with you for a second his eyes widen but before you could acknowledge it they retreat.

You nervously bow to him but he pays you no mind as he brushes past you. Your eyes furrow wondering why he didn’t do it back. Is he ok?

“Where you going?” Yunho asks

“Out.”

“Don’t take long because the food is almost done.”

He doesn’t say anything and just leaves.

“What’s his problem?” Yeosang asks

“It’s personal.” Jongho rolls his eyes

A few minutes later you’re helping seonghwa set up the table.

“Please you’re a guest you don’t have to.” Seonghwa says reaching for the plates in your hands

You shake your head placing them down by each chair.

“It’s just a habit.”

“Your girlfriend is so kind. Good snatch.” Hongjoong says smacking wooyoungs arm playfully and you blush

“Where’s San I’m ready to eat?” Jongho says taking a seat

And as if planned the said boy walks through the door. Everyone have taken their seats and the only empty one is across from you. You feel anxious as he pulls out the chair. For some reason you feel intimidated by him.

The dinner goes smoothly with laughter and a few questions thrown by the members about you. You tell them about yourself as wooyoung comments on things animatedly beside you. Even though everyone seems happy and bright there’s one member who hasn’t said anything and only picks at his food. Maybe today wasn’t his day you think.

“Now what the hell do you see in this guy?”

Mingi says and you giggle when wooyoung tries to reach over the table to scrabble with the tall boy.

“Hm good question. When I first met him he used cheesy pick up lines. Usually I wouldn’t go for those type of guys but he made me laugh so he earned my interest.”

“Clearly I’m irresistible to women with high standards.” Wooyoung says dusting of his shoulders

You roll your eyes pinching his arm.

“What’s so special about her?”

The table gets quiet when the member who’s been silent the whole evening speaks up.

“What?” Wooyoung says

“I mean come on. Does little miss perfect give good head or something? Her music is annoying and her style is..”

“Excuse me.” You say moving back from the table

It takes quite the bit to get you mad but this guy was already annoying you from the beginning. He ignored your welcoming gesture. Haven’t acknowledged you the whole evening and speaks out of nowhere rudely. Who do he think he is?

“San!” Hongjoong says in a stern voice

“Out of all the girls you had to choose her. I mean look at her. There’s nothing attractive about that.”

“What the fuck hyung!” Now it’s wooyoung that’s yelling

“I guess I could admit that you have nice lips. To bad they can’t help you sing any better.”

Tears well up at the bottom of your eyes and you wipe your hands on a nearby napkin. The chair screeches when you get out of your seat. You reach over the table and your hand swiftly moves across Sans face. There’s an echo from the slap and a gasp. Your hand stings but you know his face stings more.

“Thank you for having me for dinner but I should go.” You mumble and leave the dining room

“Y/n.” Wooyoung calls out but you ignore him grabbing your bag and walking out the door

A few seconds later wooyoung turns to san and lands a punch to his face. San doesn’t block and only laughs when he topples out of his seat. He holds his jaw wincing and when wooyoung moves to hit again yunho holds him back.

“How unfortunate.” San says lowly staring at the door you left through

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Chocolate pool?

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Pasta criminal

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a/n: first part out yayyy I’m so excited

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Profiles

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a/n: may or may not add the other members profiles. it all depends on where I take the story

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Can’t you see?

paring: idol!san x idol!reader

side ships: wooyoung x reader

genre: social media au, angst, fluff, maybe smut??

warning: cursing, sexual jokes, stalker activity

status: ongoing

a/n: this is my first time doing a smau so I hope everything goes well. as of now there is not an update schedule but if anything comes up I will notify. don’t pay close attention to the timestamps they aren’t important unless noted

parts:

Profiles

📷part one: pasta criminal

📷part two: chocolate pool?

📸part three: meeting the homies

📷part four: say sorry

📸part five: late night walks

📷part six: pets

📸part seven: princess

📷part eight: vlive?

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Ephemeral to Fate

Synopsis: Running into your soulmate at your local grocery store sounds realistic. Does running into them at your death scene normal too? Wooyoung being pulled into a death experience brings him closer to the one he wished to meet for the longest.

Pairing: wooyoung x san

Genre : Angst (?), fluff | soulmate!au

Word count : 1.1k words

WARNING : touches a topic you’ll probably tear up at but it’s ok because it’s all fictional remember

The acrid smell of burning rubber and black smoke clings to the air. With an everlasting fire blazing through the dark night, time feels stalled. For it wasn’t the sound of the leaves swaying then the unfiltered wind brushing against his bare legs you couldn’t tell that indeed the earth still moved. A heartbeat could faintly be heard if you strained your ears. Slowly but surely, the organ began to stop beating. With his head tucked between his legs, his fertile body shook. The passing event was an unexpected one of course. Yet he found himself asking someone--’’Why?’’

‘’I wish I knew the answer.’’

As if god himself had heard his thoughts, someone responded. He lifts his head quickly and with sunken eyes he makes contact with the stranger. The stranger smirks, standing above the smaller boy’s body. He takes an empty spot on the rough road mirroring his position. Being taken aback by the stranger’s action, he scoots aside.

‘’Incase you’re curious, I'm San.’’

‘’Huh?’’

‘’My name.’’

‘’Oh.’’

The boy looks ahead of himself taking in the unappealing view. San stares at him with curiosity on his mind. He was indeed a quite one it seemed. Although San was the exact opposite for exchange. With a tilt of the head San hums.

‘’And your name?’’

‘’Wooyoung.’’

‘’Well,’’ San brings his right hand to clap around Wooyoungs shoulder-which gives him a shock-and says ‘’It’s nice to meet you.’’

‘’Why?’’

‘’Hm?’’

Wooyoung turns his head to look at San and he’s met with teary eyes.

‘’Did I do something wrong?’’

‘’I’m sorry I don’t think I underst-’’

‘’Why did I die?’’

There’s a quick silence that passes between the two and San removes his hand from the stricken male. He thinks for a moment with a thumb pressed under his chin.

‘’I feel like the answer isn’t simple.’’

‘’You know I was on the way to pick up my cousin because she’s been having relationship problems and needed someone to comfort her.’’

Wooyoung chuckles followed by a sniffle.

‘’She called me on the phone at 11 wailing. It broke my heart to hear her like that that I wasted no time grabbing my keys and shrugging on a jacket.’’

San did nothing but listen carefully to Wooyoung. There was something about his soft voice that lulled him in. He could probably listen to him all day if it was possible. He smiled to the stories he told of his cousin. The way he spoke of her made it obvious that he was found of the girl.

‘’But then something shifted in the road, my fingers slipped and...’’

Wooyoung sighs and San gives him a look of empathy as he hands him a sad smile.

‘’I’m dead.’’

Another moment of silence fills the air before Wooyoung speaks.

‘’What about you? How’d you die?’’

“Well what gave you the notion I'm not alive?’’

San gives a hearty laugh when he sees Wooyoungs cheeks burn a bright red. You could only see as much as the nearby fire and moonlight could provide.

‘’O-oh I didn’t mean you look dead or anything ahaha. It’s just that I figured you were dead too because what person in their mind would casually talk to a ghost. Not that I'm calling you a crazy person either hah.’’

He sputters out in a panicked tone and when he notices San isn’t mad he takes a breath of air to calm himself down.

‘’I can assure you I am dead although how I died isn’t very interesting in the slightest so don’t worry about it.’’

San places his hand where his heart should palpitate and shakes his head. Unlike wooyoung, he was aware of his death coming.

‘’It’s saddening really. I never even got to meet my soulmate.’’

Upon hearing the word San looks over to Wooyoung. Wooyoung starts to feel nervous at the unreadable expression he wears.

‘’You probably think its childish to believe in that stuff huh.’’

San had been quiet ever since Wooyoung brought the subject up and he starts to think that he runs his mouth a little too much. But what kept the stranger quiet was the thin red string tied tightly around his pinky finger. He then remembers why he even come up to the small boy. After he died, he was teleported in an unfamiliar era. It wasn’t the ocean he’d fallen under the golden bridge. Instead it was in the middle of nowhere on an ascending road. When he notices a tiny red light glimmer in his peripheral he traces the line to see it connected to Wooyoung. He then gasps covering his mouth. That explained a lot. No wonder he felt a strong pull towards the boy.

‘’Wooyoung.’’

‘’Hm.’’

Wooyoung had been watching the fire disperse slowly and didn’t take notice of San’s change in demeanor. So to grab his attention, he tugs his arm and lifts his hand into view. The sudden act makes wooyoung choke.

‘’Uh what are you-’’

‘’When soulmates are in the same vicinity a red string is tied to their pinkies. It can’t be seen with the naked eye unless you are the pair. If the string is tied loosely then that means you’re near a relative of your partner but when it’s tied tightly...’’

When San bends his pinkie he feels a strain and smiles.

‘’Well I didn’t know that much haha. I’m guessing you believe in them too?’’

‘’Look.’’

San glances at Wooyoungs pinkie and he looks at his digit. He hadn’t felt the piece of yarn clinging to his skin. As his eyes slowly follow it he begins to realize what’s going on.

‘’Oh...’’

San pulls Wooyoung forward and travels his hand towards the back of his neck. With a shaky breath wooyoung speaks up.

‘’So you’re my soulmate.’’

Leaning in, san closes the distance between the two and lands his lips softly on the boy. Wooyoungs hair stands on end and he feels a warm sensation spread throughout his body. Melting into the kiss, his hands move to cup san’s face. They bask into the new found connection and share warmth for a few seconds.

‘’B-but I don’t understand. Why all of a sudden? I thought you meet your soulmate when you’re alive.’’

‘’I don’t understand it either but it’s better now than never.’’

San chuckles and wooyoung takes a moment to think. He doesn’t know all the details to how a soulmate meets but he’s never heard of anything like this happening. Or maybe he’s never heard about it because he’s never been dead before.

‘’You live ephemeral because some people are chanced to far to meet in the living so sometimes we have to bring together the dead.’’

The boys look up at the sudden unfamiliar voice. A white light hovers above them and they get rendered speechless.

‘’Welcome to Utopia my darlings, the land of euphoria. Where soulmates find good fortune.’’

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sansbojokae · 5 years

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Time with the Bad Boy (pt. 2)

Word count: 1.5k

Mingi Imagine

You X Mingi

The ride seemed long and quiet. To quiet. Before this you guys where laughing together at how stupid the cashiers seemed and making fun of thieves and robbers who actually get caught. But this time is different and all that is heard is the wind brushing against your ears.

Soon though he makes a stop in front of a lake and gets off the bike without saying a word.

Maybe I should really go see if he is ok. Something must of happened in that ware house.

You take off the heavy helmet and follow after Mingi. The bad boy stops right in front of the lake and takes a seat on the grass. When you sit down beside him close, but not to close so he can have his own space he lays his hand down on his knees. Not wanting to bother him at the moment, you look up at the sky and admire the way the stars sparkled.

After a few minutes you hear sniffles.

Is he crying?

“He-hey.” You say softly placing your hand on his shoulder scooting over a bit “Is everything alright?”

He doesn’t respond at first, but when your hand rubs small circles on his back he looks up.

“Do you ever question why I steal?” He asks looking at the lake

The question throws you off for a second and you widen your eyes, but you say the truth nonetheless.

“I um..yea.”

He chuckles then wipes his eyes on the sleeve of his leather jacket.

“I do it for a good reason trust me.”

You give him a sad smile even though he can’t see it and he continues.

“I do it for my parents.”

Your hand stops rubbing his back.

“Huh?”

“Well.” He looks over at you “My dad is a small drug dealer and wants me to steal cheap pills from the corner store. He of course could do the job himself, but since he not to long ago got in the business he doesn’t want to risk going to jail so I have to do it for him.”

“That isn’t fair.” You mumble

He doesn’t say anything else and only sits there. Then you emember he said “parentS” as in he’s doing it for more than one parent.

“What about your other mom?”

You notice his body stiffen up and you feel guilty because it seems like the name triggered him.

“She has lung cancer.”

Your eyes widen and your mouth goes dry. You honestly didn’t know what to say. That’s one of the worst things that could happen to a person and you can’t imagine how he must be feeling right now.

“Most of the antibiotics I steal of course goes to my dad while the left overs I give to my mom. My dad is selfish and doesn’t want to pay for her medication and we don’t have much money to put her in a hospital. I try my best to keep her healthy but I’m not a doctor so how would I know what to do.”

The only thing you could think of when a tear falls from his tear stained cheek is to pull him close and hug him. His arms without hesitation wraps around your small body. You can feel your shirt slowly getting wet because of his tears. Your not good at talking or calming people down so the only thing you can do is comfort them.

Your hand lifts to rub his head and when it does his arms tighten around you.

“It’s going to be okay. Stealing isn’t the best way to deal with things, but your reasoning is understandable. You have no choice at this point and it’s ok.”

After a few seconds you release mingi and smile.

“You did well-“

Stopping you from continuing, Mingis lips attaches themselves to yours. You’re a bit shocked at first, but ease into it after noticing how soft his lips where. After a few movements you thought to push him away but you knew he needed the comfort even if it was this type.

You slowly fall back onto the soft grass behind you as Mingi climbs on top. A small comfort kiss soon turns into a passionate needy one. You were quick to moan into the kisses as his hands roamed your body. This was wrong, but it felt so right. You’ve always had this thing for Mingi, but you had to ignore it since he isn’t the right guy to be with and right now you could care less about that fact.

His lips soon travel from your cheek to jawline and neck before you know it. He places pepper smooches all over your soft skin not leaving a space untouched. When it came to leaving marks he give you one, slightly nibbling on your skin before sucking and kissing the pain away.

He stops himself before moving any farther and gets off of you standing up. Your chest was heaving up and down from the adrenaline rush.

“Mingi.” You say almost a whisper

The bad boy ran his fingers through his hair as he muttered an incoherent cuss word.

You look down and fiddle with your fingers.

“Stop that.”

You quickly look up to see Mingi approaching you.

“What?” You ask standing up to meet him

“Looking...looking so innocent.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.”

You stay quiet and look towards the moon.

“Y/N.”

You turn back to Mingi and he bites his lip.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been crushing on you. I’ve been so scared to come back to school for the last time to see you before I left for good.”

“Wait your leaving KQ High?” Your heart almost drops in your chest

Yea you would’ve been fine if you had found this out a few hours ago since you had no interaction, but with what happened a minute ago you couldn’t bare the thought of longing for his touch again.

“Yes, but that’s not the point right now. The point is..” He sighs then looks you in your eyes “We always had the same testing room no matter what and I always sat beside you. At first I never glanced at you then before I knew it I kept staring at you. And soon that staring had me thinking about you and wanting to see you. I started to notice small things about you whenever I saw you around. It really drove me crazy because I knew no matter how much I wanted to attend school I just couldn’t.”

You could see the sincerity in his eyes and it made you reach for his hands intertwining them with yours.

“Y/n if I stay here any longer I’ll only put myself into more danger.”

“But-“

“And as much as I’d love to see you everyday, it’s better for me to leave my dad so I don’t have to live under his rules anymore.”

Your words where caught in your throat. The man, boy, you’ve been crushing on that you thought you didn’t have a chance with likes you back. And not even that, you won’t be able to be with him since he has personal problems.

“Mingi.”

The said boy looks down at you and you give him a sad smile. One of your hand lifts up and cups his cheek.

“If you have to go then go.”

“That’s the thing.” He furrows his eyebrows then leans into your hand “I can’t because your holding me back. You and my mom. I want to take care of her and see you.”

“Forget about me. Take your mom with you though. If you don’t want to leave her then take her with you.”

“Then what about you?”

“I’ll stay here for you. Come see me when she’s well. I’ll even visit too.”

“Y/n.”

“Mingi your not really a bad boy. Your just a lost boy who’s heart is crumbled and I promise you if you pick up the needed pieces you’ll be alright.”

A smile breaks on his face and he leans down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss once again.

“But I am a bad boy.”

“Your not.” You whisper against his lips

He chuckles and your heart skips a beat at the sound. When he pulls away from you he places his hands into his pockets.

“I should probably head home soon then and tell my mom about our getaway.”

“You should.”

You both walk back to his motorcycle and hop on heading back to town. You arrive safely to your house and Mingi winks at you before you walk over to your door.

“I got your number so I won’t hesitate to call.”

You roll your eyes at him realizing he could’ve only gotten it from someone he’s not supposed to. What a way to make him sound bad. You wave goodbye as he stomps on his gas and leave your parking space.

You turn around and wrap your hand around the door knob. Not only have you cursed in the middle of class, dismissed yourself from it, left school, stole medicine, possibly became lover of a bad boy and returned home extremely late you regretted nothing. What’s happening to you? So much happened in one whole day and everything went by so fast. Where you turning into a bad person too?

#ateez imagines #ateez mingi #mingi #kpop #ateez sansbojokae bad boy mingi imagines

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