#Jeon wonu

[inmynewworld]

#seventeen #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo #jeon wonu #wonu

[smileycarat]

idol!wonwoo x idol!reader

small instances where both of your fanbases start to notice lingering looks between the two of you until it becomes so much more

a/n: this isn’t much but i had fun writing it, lmk what you think! :)

pt 2

the first interaction is when you’re presenting an award that seventeen happens to win

as you and your co-announcer pass out awards, your fingers brush against his as you congratulate him, and he flashes a smile at you

both of your fan bases were quick to screen grab the interaction, and it very quickly became a cherished moment of more to come

it was closely followed by a different interaction where both of your groups were talking on stage, and you were moving to the side and had tripped over the length of your gown

he was quick to catch you by the elbow to steady you on your two feet

the people around you gasped and moved to make room

which left a spotlight on the two of you

it was slightly comical the way you both looked at each other before turning to the audience with shy smiles

wonwoo stood behind you the rest of the time on stage

when it came time to leave, he offered you his arm as you stepped off the stage

with a bright smile his way, you accepted and walked off together

fans nearly had a heart attack

since then, people would point out almost every interaction between the two of you

if you would be in the same room and happen to make eye contact

during a game competition, you two get paired up together, and safe to say, you demolish the rest of the teams

wonwoo is an extremely smart man, and as are you a smart person, and after the episode airs, fans make memes on how you both make a dangerous and powerful duo

you were both quick to devise a plan, hushed whispers in the few seconds you had together, his shoulders shielding you from the rest of the room from where you both stood

your mics caught your plan clearly, and fans were impressed by how in sync you both were

he worked with distracting other people, making it seem like he was the one they should look out for

however it was you who gathered information and the hidden objects you were supposed to find to complete your mission

in the end, not only were you both able to complete your mission, but you were also able to hide the other object other groups were supposed to find, making it near impossible for them to find

the prize you both won was a coupon to a nearby cafe

it was adorable the way you both cheered in excitement for the coupon, wonwoo even raising your hands clasped together in the air in celebration

you would have thought that you both couldn’t afford your own coffees with the way you both cheered

the video ended with vlog footage of you both walking to the cafe

you held the camera in your hands facing you as you both walked to the location, camera tilted up to capture wonwoo in the frame

fans were surprised to see the way that wonwoo joked with you and tugged on the end of your hair to catch your attention to point to a billboard with your group in it

he took the camera from you to capture a shot of you smiling and posing in front of the billboard

when you took the camera from him, you also made him pose in front of the billboard, which was comical since you couldn’t see much of his face due to his hat and mask, but he did make a peace sign when posing to amuse you

he opened the door for you and stood behind you in line, even crouching down slightly in order to hear your answer when he asked what you were going to order

when it was your turn to order, he walked forward to place your orders before handing the cashier the coupon you both worked hard for

wonwoo even paid for the difference despite you trying to pay, and he stepped in front of you to block your way from the pin pad

you both sat down at a small table in the corner of the cafe side by side so you could both be in frame, and you rated the coffees you had bought

you weren’t the biggest fan of your own coffee, stating that it was slightly too bitter, and he was quick to switch out your straws and give you his cup

the video ended with you both waving goodbye, and safe to say, the video was trending for a week

when you posted a selfie together after the episode aired, it quickly became your most liked image on instagram

wonwoo also posted a different picture of you together standing back to back with your arms crossed

he captioned it “partner in crime”

you commented “dream team”

other svt members would comment under your posts demanding a rematch and wondering how they won

wonwoo would comment the shrugging emoji in response 🤷🏻‍♂️

you once post a picture if you out in the city

a few days later wonwoo posts a picture taken of him holding a camera, and fans were quick to notice the similar locations you were both in

when at other music events, there was footage of you waving to him from your seats with your group, and him shyly waving back

later when he walks with the rest of svt on the red carpet, fans notice him wearing a ring with the top facing in, and it’s not until he waves that people capture your initial on it

on your birthday when you post a clip of someone recording you with a cake while people sing happy birthday, fans swear they can hear wonwoo’s voice singing amongst the rest

one day you post the cutest kitten on your instagram page, showing your fans how you recently adopted a cat

a few months later, wonwoo posts a selfie of the same colored cat, only slightly bigger, sitting on top of an open book (presumably the one he was reading)

fans once spot you both visiting a bookstore and they just about died when they saw you walk out with the same book

at times, sometimes wonwoo is spotted exiting your company building while other times you are exiting his

fans are waiting for the collab tbh

you are both extremely private people, and any interactions you have together publicly has fans eating it UP

rumors of your potential relationship are all anyone talks about leading up to major events where both your groups will be attending

wonwoo surprisingly is the one to confirm the rumors two years later when he posts a mirror selfie of the two of you on your birthday with a simple cake emoji

the internet broke

#seventeen #embabbles #delulu thoughts #seventeen headcanons #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen x you #wonwoo #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo x you #wonwoo x y/n #wonwoo x idol!reader #idol!au #idol!reader #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonu #seventeen wonwoo #svt wonwoo #svt wonu #svt wonwoo x reader #seventeen wonwoo x reader #seventeen drabbles #seventeen fanfic #seventeen kpop #seventeen jeon wonwoo

[mountainficss]

missing wonwoo rn :( still thinking about pervybestfriend!wonwoo </3 you’d sit with wonwoo and finish the movie you both started earlier, glancing at him in between scenes and enjoying how tense and embarrassed he looked. you knew he wouldn’t be able to focus on the movie after you sat on his lap and teased him for being a pervert. so you decided to make it worse! :)

“wonwoo,” you’d coo, his head turning slightly to look at you. his face was still flushed as he made eye contact with you. he still couldn’t shake the image of you on his lap. “yeah?” he muttered shyly. he watched as you toyed with his glasses that you never gave back to him, tracing the frame and temples with your middle finger. “let’s sleep in your bed tonight,” you’d smile innocently, studying the way his breath seems to catch in his throat. his eyes dart away from yours, a hand traveling up to anxiously play with the neckline of his t-shirt. “we—we usually sleep in here,” he’d gulp, eyes scanning the living room halfheartedly. when you slept over at wonwoo’s you’d usually take the couch, while wonwoo would take the the smaller love seat on the right side next to it. even though his legs are longer than yours he refused to let you sleep on the smaller couch every time you offered. typical chivalrous wonwoo behavior. “my neck’s all fucked up,” you’d lie seamlessly. “it’s not a big deal. we’ve been friends for ages, dummy.” you could tell wonwoo felt apprehensive, his eyes practically glued to his lap to avoid your gaze. “okay,” he’d mumble, reluctantly agreeing. he knew this was a bad idea, but he couldn’t help wanting to be closer to you. his longtime best friend/crush wanting to sleep in his bed with him? how could he refuse?

after doing his nightly routine he’d shuffle under his covers, sitting upright and leaning against the headboard as he tries to wind down for the night. he’d click on his bedside lamp, pulling a book from his drawer and reading where he left off the night before. he’d listen to the faint sounds of the water running in the bathroom while his eyes scan the pages, the gentle light of the lamp helping him settle down for a bit. he finally has a second to just breathe while you’re in the bathroom, but when you exit he’s right back to feeling breathless and needy. you had thrown on one of his white t-shirts, the bottom reaching down to your mid-thigh. your face was soft and glowy from your skincare routine, and the cold air in wonwoo’s room caused your nipples to poke through his shirt. butterflies swarm his stomach as he scans your form, only allowing himself one look before he buries his head into the pages of his book again. you leap onto his bed obnoxiously, the both of you bouncing twice from the force before you cling to his arm and lean your head on his shoulder. “not tired yet?” you’d ask, curiously scanning the pages. he shook his head slightly. “i just wanted to—” he peered down at you through his glasses. your (his) shirt had ridden up as you laid next to him, giving him a perfect view of your thighs and a glimpse of your black panties. oh. “uhm—just wanted to read a bit before bed,” he choked out. his face was beet red, trying his damnedest to keep his eyes stuck to the words on the page as you wiggle beneath the blankets next to him. “ahh,” you replied, scooting closer to him to keep yourself warm. “you’re so pretty with your glasses on, wonwoo.” you’d comment shamelessly, reaching up to adjust them. you couldn’t help but smirk at his embarrassed expression. you threw your leg over his body, sliding yourself to straddle him for the second time tonight. you eased yourself between his arms still gripping his book, resting a hand on his chest and brushing his cheek with your knuckles. you you were practically splayed over him, your heat pressing to his clothed erection. “they look nice on you.” wonwoo can’t seem to meet your eyes, swallowing dryly and clearing his throat. “th-thank you,” he quavered, closing his book gently and completely disregarding what page he was on. he dropped the book absently onto his nightstand. he couldn’t bring himself to care about it when he had your warmth grinding against his length and your soft chest pushing against his.

“you’ve thought about this before, huh?” you’d smirk. he wouldn’t have the words to respond, would just stare in awe at your form above him as his pupils trail down to your lips. you removed your hand from his cheek, grabbing his chin roughly. the sudden action caused a sound of surprise to escape him. “answer me,” you demanded firmly. he’d nod shamefully after a few seconds, not trusting his voice to carry out without cracking. you gave him a devilish grin, loosening your grip on his chin and leaning in to press fleeting kisses onto his jawline. “see,” you’d smile, taking pleasure in his soft sighs and feeling him grow harder underneath you. “i told you you were a pervert.” you’d snake one hand under his shirt, lightly grazing over his torso and chest. “n-no,” he’d whisper, hands grasping the sheets beneath him to keep his hands busy. “‘m not a pervert. i swear.” you’d chuckle at his flushed cheeks, pulling your hand from under his shirt to pry his fingers from the sheets. you’d guide his hands under your shirt, settling them on your waist. you grind down harder onto him, a choked sound leaving him as he grips your waist eagerly. “what else do you think about, wonwoo?” you tease, sucking and biting marks onto his exposed neck. “nothing!” he blurted too quickly to ever be believable. “i wouldn’t think of you like that. it’s wrong. it’s not polite.” you pull away from his neck to admire his pretty features, leaning close and almost brushing your lips against his. you’d feel the rise and fall of his chest as he stares at your lips, moving closer to you so slightly that you might’ve missed the movement entirely. you didn’t answer, just let out an amused exhale and pressed your lips to his in a heated kiss. after a short pause he kissed back timidly, his hands unconsciously sliding further down to your hips. you kissed him harder, sliding your tongue between his lips as he whimpered pitifully. the heated make out session threw both of you in for a loop, finding yourselves even needier than before. “can i take this off?” you urged, fisting at his shirt roughly. his glasses were slightly fogged from the heat and his lips were swollen from you tugging them between your teeth. “take it all off,” he pleaded, his nails digging into your flesh. “don’t care what you do to me. i’m yours.” you’d scoff at his begging, ripping his shirt over his head and tugging down his boxers. his cock sprung out and smacked against his stomach, a pathetic yelp leaving him at the feeling. you laid next to him and wrapped your fingers around his length, stroking at a maddeningly slow pace. “what do you think about, wonwoo?” you’d press again, refusing to give any more pleasure until he spills his secrets to you. he squirms slightly underneath you, hesitating at first. but as you circle your thumb around his slit he stumbles, “you.” you twist your fist once around him as a reward and he continues begrudgingly. “wanna…f-fuck your thighs. and f-fuck you while you wear my clothes.” his eyes slightly roll back when you pull your panties to the side and grab his hand to guide it to your core. his fingers graze your slick, feeling how wet you are for him. you slide his middle finger inside, sighing quietly as you feel him gently fuck into you. you rubbed your palm against his head, feeling him jerk in sensitivity. “you are a pervert, huh wonwoo?” you’d breathe, clenching around his finger and gripping his cock with more pressure. his eyes would burn into yours with a glazed over look, panting as he nods. “i’m a pervert,” he’d huff, the warm light of the lamp dancing on his face and illuminating the small droplets of sweat beading at his forehead. he slid a second finger in, whimpering at the feeling of your warmth. “i’ve thought some really impolite things about you. i-i’m sorry,” he spilled, his face burning hot with arousal and shame. “wanna mark you, a-an’ feel you around me…” you’d twist around him faster, pulling erotic moans from him. he’d plunge his fingers into you quicker, the squelching sounds from your heat and from his cock arousing him even more.

“i know you have,” you’d purr, pressing a peck to the corner of his mouth and watching him chase your lips for more. “knew you were secretly a filthy perv.” his hips slightly fucked into your hand, feeling his climax approaching at your degrading words. “i am,” he cried timidly. “’m sorry. i’ve felt this way about you for s-so long. it’s so wrong of me, i’m disgusting—ngh—‘m s-sorry, sorry…” he’d gasp wantonly, feeling your walls spasming around his fingers. “don’t ever apologize, wonwoo,” you’d soothe, your orgasm bubbling up and causing your body to twitch. you’d fist his cock hard, twisting your hand around him at an inhuman pace. “i like this side of you. even sweet boys like you think about dirty shit.” you’d smirk evilly, letting out soft moans next to his ear. his cock throbbed in your hand as your climax washed over you, your hole clenching around his fingers as they’re coated in your release. your sweet moans and crude words sent him over the edge. “cum, wonwoo. good boys like you deserve to feel good,” you’d whisper, feeling his fingers still inside you and a loud moan leave his lips as he shoots white ropes all over your hand. you’d stroke him slowly through his climax, only stopping after he’s twitching from overstimulation. his head rests against the headboard, his glasses still slightly foggy. he’d wear a look of post-orgasm bliss, but his eyes would reflect uneasiness. “i’m not good,” he’d blurt between labored breaths. “i’m a pervert. i shouldn’t think about you that way. it isn’t respectful to you—” you’d cut him off with a big smooch, pulling away and snatching his glasses to wipe them clean on your (his) shirt. “wonwoo, you’re literally the most respectful person i’ve ever met. that won’t change no matter what kinds of fantasies you have about me,” you’d reassure him, peppering a few more kisses onto his jaw. “besides,” you’d slide his glasses onto your face playfully. “i’m a pervert too.” <333

tagging @sdoulc for that pt. 2 <3 hope you enjoy!

#seventeen smut #thoughts #seventeen #smut #sub!idol #jeon wonu #wonwoo smut #seventeen wonwoo #seventeen imagines #wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #svt smut #mountainficss

[scalingsvt8thusiast]

Wait for your love (angst)

summary: you wait in silence, waiting for wonwoo to finally love you

inspired by Ariana Grande's We Can't be Friends (AKA Wait for your love)

a/n: I wrote this in a fever dream, some suggestive themes but nothing much apart from that. It's a 2 part fic. so look out for part 2 I guess :D

I didn’t think you’d understand me

You remembered the first interaction you had with Wonwoo. You had asked him for help with some maths question back in high school. 

“I don’t think that’s the right answer…” You whispered, watching him flush red as he rummaged through his pencil case clumsily looking for his eraser. 

“My maths isn’t very good!” He cried, erasing the answer that was so far off. 

“Oh! How about we try this!” You stuck your tongue out as you worked on the question using another method. 

The both of you flipped to the back of the book to check the answer. You remembered the look of awe Wonwoo gave you when your answer was right. 

Wonwoo was the quiet kid, the one who sat at the last row of class, always looking out the window, not paying attention in class. He wasn’t a star student or an athlete so on the popularity scale he was basically non-existent. You weren’t far off either. Pigtails and braces meant you weren’t much higher than him on that god-forsaken scale. But that’s what brought the two of you together. 

After that first interaction, you started warming up to your quiet seatmate. You joined him in the cafeteria, asked him out on study dates, even dragging him to his first hangout. You liked to think that he just accepted his fate, the two of you were destined to be friends. 

Somewhere along the line of your friendship, you started developing feelings for the scrawny boy. You couldn’t pin point exactly when or what caused your infatuation. You just remembered realising his facial features were so sharp, his shoulders were so broad and his hands were so large and warm. Was it when your hands met in the popcorn tub during the Star Wars reruns at your local cinema? Was it when you stared too deeply into his eyes during a round of cards? Was it when he picked you up and ran a whole lap around the park to prove a point?

You couldn’t remember. But it felt like you had been liking him for the longest time.

I’ll wait for your love

Everything changed after graduation. 

The break before university was due to start, you had gone off to stay with relatives in Paris while Wonwoo had gone off to stay with his brother in Seoul. The two of you were scheduled to attend the same universities, even scheduled to live together. It was only natural considering how long you two had been friends. He would arrive from Seoul first and you were due to arrive 2 weeks after, just in time for the first day of school. 

You were thoroughly surprised by the boy man who greeted you at the front door. 

“Wonwoo?” You said, blinking rapidly. 

Where was the scrawny, skinny boy you were familiar with? Who replaced him with this tall, handsome and extremely well built man?

“Y/n!” Wonwoo beamed at you, immediately helping you with your bags. 

You were momentarily taken aback by his voice. His high pitched, nasally voice had developed into a deep baritone. 

“How was Seoul?” You had managed to croak out, still dumb struck by the massive change your best friend went through.

“Great. I actually met quite a few friends in the same uni.” Wonwoo’s eyes held an excited glint.

You hummed, wondering how your anti-social and shy friend had managed to become a social butterfly. 

You should have known that was the first sign of the inevitable downfall of your friendship. 

Throughout the next few weeks, you were busy trying to get settled into your new life while Wonwoo was busy partying his life away. He would leave each night and return at wee hours of morning.

You remembered the first time you went to pick him up. 

“Y/n,” He drawled over the phone. 

You turned to check the clock, it was 4AM. “Wonwoo?”

“Can you come-,” A loud cheer erupted in the background. “Can you come get me?” 

“Oh, ok!” You said, pushing your blanket aside. “Text me the add-,”

He hung up. 

DING

You received the location from him.

Trying to look as presentable as possible, you hopped into your car. Driving to your best friend with Google Maps as guidance. 

You arrived at the party, expecting Wonwoo to be waiting for you by the road, ready to leave. But he was nowhere to be found. Wonwoo wasn’t waiting for you in front of the house, he wasn’t even standing with the groups of people near the front door. 

You tried his phone again but you were sent straight to voicemail. You jumped out of the car and went into the house. You tried your best to push through the multitudes of drunk people, looking for your best friend. Finally you found him, playing beer pong and boy, did he suck. 

“Won?” You said, coming up next to him. 

“Y/N!” He shouted, throwing his arms around you, dragging you into his chest for a hug. 

“Won, let’s go.” You coaxed, your nose crinkled from the strong stench of alcohol. 

“Everybody!” Wonwoo bellowed, “This is my friend! Y/N!”

You were horrified as everybody turned to look at you. You gave an awkward smile and squeezed his arm.

“Wonwoo, let’s go, please.” You begged, you had a class in 2 hours and you wanted to get home in time for at least 1 more hour of sleep. 

“But y/n, you just got here!” Wonwoo whined, he pouted. 

“Oh God, Woo, please.” You implored, biting your lip. You weren’t comfortable, you didn’t know anybody here and you had an overgrown child hanging onto you. 

“Okay,” Wonwoo quipped. “But only because you asked nicely.”

That was how you managed to get your housemate home. 

Wonwoo never apologised. He didn’t speak to you the whole week, he kept himself shut in his room while you went about your day. You tried knocking on his door, offering some food you had made but he never responded. 

After that incident, you noticed that he would do it more often. He would call you at odd hours of the morning, asking you to come pick him up, flirt with you then subsequently pass out on the couch. 

You found yourself getting hopeful. You deluded yourself into thinking that Wonwoo was doing this because you were the only person he trusted. You just had to wait a little longer for him to realise his feelings for you. You just had to wait.  

“Y/n, I love you soooo much,” Wonwoo slurred, you had slung one of his arms around your shoulder, walking him to your car. 

“Won, please.” You said, trying your best not to be effected by his empty words. You pushed him against the car while you fumbled for your car keys. 

Suddenly you felt your world spin, when it stopped you were face to face with your best friend. Wonwoo had flipped you over, your back now pressed against the car, his arms to your sides, caging you. His face was a whole ten centimetres away from yours. You could feel his breath on your face, your heart beat rapidly rising, one of your hands gripping his bicep to keep yourself steady. 

“Y/n, you’re so pretty.” He muttered, he placed a hand on your cheek. His eyes were on your lips. His tongue licking his own. 

“You’re drunk.” You whispered, you used all your strength to push against his chest. 

He didn’t move. Next thing you know, his lips were on yours. 

That was how you lost your first kiss to your best friend.

You cling to your papers and pens, wait until you like me again

After that kiss (wherein he subsequently passed out on you), Wonwoo seemed to avoid you even more. 

He no longer called you when he needed a ride home, instead his friends would send him home. You had met 3 of his friends: Mingyu, Vernon and Seungcheol. They each seemed to take turns dragging Wonwoo’s drunk ass into the house. Surprisingly they would all be sober each time. Which made you wonder if Wonwoo just had a habit of calling random people to send him home. 

“Y/n?” Wonwoo’s voice came.

You shot up from the dining table, you had just been busy revising for your upcoming tutorial. Wonwoo never spoke to you, so this was a shock. 

“I was wondering,” He cleared his throat, “could you help me with this?” 

You blinked, he was holding a few pieces of paper. 

“Sure!” You chirped, a little too cheerily. 

Of course you would help your best friend. It didn’t matter that he hadn’t spoke to you in months. It didn’t matter that he had ignored you when you tried to wave at him on campus. It didn’t matter that he pretended not to know you among his new friends.

Wonwoo was your best friend, so you were going to bury your feelings and help him. 

“Thanks.” He smiled. 

That smile that made your stomach do a summersault. That smile that threw you back to your teenage years, when he would smile at you and only you. 

It became a routine. He only spoke to you when he needed help with work. Even though you weren’t in the same course as him, you found yourself studying up on what he needed, just so you could help him. 

You found yourself staying up late, studying for both your finals as well as his finals. Just so when he came home the next day from some party, you could help him. 

You helped him because that was the only chance you had to speak to him. 

You helped him because that was the only time he showed you any attention. 

You helped him because you loved him. 

Just wanna let this story die

Wonwoo brought a girl home. 

It was 4AM in the morning, you were cramming for your exams the next day after looking through Wonwoo’s materials for his tutorial the day after. You could literally feel your head overheating with all the knowledge you were shoving into your brain. You stood up, deciding to stretch out your unused muscles when you heard the front door open. It was opened with so much force that the door banged onto the wall, causing you to jump. 

“Wony!!!” You heard a voice, it wasn’t that low voice you so loved from your house mate. It was a high pitched squeal which you were sure your house mate could not have produced. 

A yelp could be heard followed by loud shushes. 

You pushed your door open a smidge, peeking out into the hallway.

You blood ran cold.

Right by the front door was Wonwoo, making out with a girl.

You could feel a lump growing in your throat as you shut your door. You closed your eyes, trying your best to erase the sight. The image of your best friend’s lust-ladened eyes, arms encircled around another girl, lips on hers was burnt forever your memory. 

You felt yourself crumple against the floor. Your stared blankly into space for what felt like hours. The pit in your stomach grew with every second that passed. When you finally found the energy, you crawled over to your bed. Tears seeped from the corner of your eyes as you buried your face into your pillow. Trying to muffle the loud moans and groans coming from the other room. You brought a hand to your mouth, trying not to make a sound as you cried yourself to sleep.

So for now it’s only me, and maybe that’s all I need

“He’s a fucking asshole.” Chan cursed. 

You smiled weakly at your friend. The two of you sat in a booth at Chan’s favourite bar. You didn’t drink but he did. Chan had forced you out after you refused to leave your room for weeks.

“He knows you have feelings for him.” Chan hissed. “There’s no fucking way he doesn’t.”

You shrugged. After much pestering, you had finally relayed everything to Chan. Everything. From when you first met Wonwoo to when he brought a girl home. 

“I thought I would wai-,” You voice came out as a whisper, ashamed.

“Please don’t tell me. Wait?” Chan finished for you, tilting his glass of beer towards you. 

“Yup.” You said with a sigh. 

“Why wait for someone like him? Why wait for someone who doesn’t even care about you?” Chan said, sounding angrier and angrier by the second. 

His question stung. Deep down, you didn’t want to admit it, but you knew Wonwoo didn’t care about you. You knew he was just using you, keeping you around only because you made his life convenient. 

“Move out.” Chan demanded. 

“What?” You blurted, “Chan, I can’t just move out!” 

“Yes you can.” Chan pointed to himself. “Move in with me, I have a spare room!” 

“But what about Wonwoo?”

“What about that asshole?” Chan rolled his eyes. 

“I can’t just leave him like that.” You said, exasperated. You weren’t about to leave your best friend alone. 

“Why not?” Chan argued. “You think he won’t do the same to you? He’ll drop you the first chance he gets, y/n.”

You felt tears well up in your eyes. You loved Chan but there were times when he was too blunt. 

“Chan, please.” You whispered, tears started rolling down your eyes. 

“Ok, I’m sorry.” Chan immediately panicked. “I’m sorry I said that.”

He moved to sit next to you, rubbing your back as you sobbed into your bowl of fries. 

You moved out the next day, without so much as a goodbye to your childhood friend. 

a/n2: not very good at writing, quality is absolute crap imo considering i wrote this in under an hour. anything you guys think I should improve in lmk!

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[sweetiesicheng]

wonwoo - convenience store

word count : 659

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"what are you doing here?"

you looked up and saw one of your friends standing a few feet in front of the counter you were behind. you paused the show you were watching in your phone before taking your earbuds out.

"oh, hey," you greeted wonwoo. "took the night shift here. needed the extra money for my car," you shortly explained.

"is it safe for you to be out this late though?" he asked, clearly concerned for you.

"it's fine. people don't really pay attention to me. they just focus on paying and eating," you said to him. "get snacks, i'll give you a discount," you urged him.

he smiled at you and nodded. you watched him walk away and go into another aisle. a few minutes went by, and other people walked into the store. they looked like high school kids that were just out and about late at night.

"hey, lady!"

one guy shouted as he stood at the counter.

"gimme a pack of those and a pack of those," he demanded, pointing at boxes of cigarettes that were behind you.

"can i see an id?" you requested, despite being able to tell that the guy and his friends were underage.

"id? do you know who i am? i don't need to show you anything," the guy replied to you.

"ring us up for these too," another guy said, placing bottles of soju and beer onto the counter.

"i need id please," you repeated.

"lady, listen—"

"get out of here, or should i smash your faces on the counter again?"

the boys turned around to see wonwoo right behind them. wonwoo stared at each of them while the boys became nervous and immediately ran out of the store.

then, wonwoo came up to you with a bowl of ramen and a drink. he placed the items on the counter.

"should i stay with you for the rest of the night?" he asked you.

"if you want. up to you," you said to him while scanning the bowl and drink. "didn't know you scared high school kids often," you said. you added your employee discount to his total while moving the items toward him.

"only those who try to annoy me and the guys," wonwoo replied while paying for his items. "i've seen them before at the club. don't know how they got in, but they realized they were in the wrong crowd when they got to us," he explained. "i'm gonna hang out with you," he suddenly decided before walking away towards the hot water machine.

"actually?"

wonwoo soon returned with his bowl of ramen and went behind the counter, sitting on a plastic stool that was left out.

"my shift doesn't end for another few hours," you said to wonwoo while grabbing the beers and soju that were left on the counter and placing them into a basket of items that you needed to put back later.

"that's fine."

you sat down next to wonwoo and continued watching your show. you got up a few times to help people that came into the store.

"hey," you called out to wonwoo. you were leaning against the counter, facing his direction.

he paused his game that he was playing on his phone to look at you, "what's up?" he asked.

"are staying because you want to make sure i'm safe?" you asked him. "aren't you usually partying?" you asked.

he shrugged, looking at his phone and resuming his game. "i mean, i'd hate to see you with a black eye the next time i see you," he said to you, "but it would be pretty funny trying to see you fight those kids on your own," he added with a chuckle.

"hey! i would so beat them up with a pulp!" you shouted, quickly looking around to see if anyone was in the store.

wonwoo laughed, "yea, whatever you say."

"jeon wonwoo! i would've beaten you up too!"

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[babyleostuff]

your smile | JEON WONWOO

summary | reading date with wonwoo in the comfort of your shared apartment

genre | fluff

word count | 871

pairing | jeon wonwoo x gn!reader

"What should we listen to?" Wonwoo asked right as you walked into the living room with a book in your hand.

"Whatever you feel like. I chose last time." A moment later soft tunes of your favorite album started playing, and along with the LED lights and a couple of candles it only added to the cozy feeling your shared apartment had.

This little act of your boyfriend - putting the music he knows you like, even though it's his turn to choose, puts a small smile on your face, making you even happier than you already were.

Having an afternoon for yourselves, not worrying about work or any chores, you both decided to have a stay at home date, with food and books.

Wonwoo already had his gaming live today at the company, so you didn't have to worry about your boyfriend bailing on you mid chapter and gaming his ass off until dawn, which was always a nice thing.

"Do we have everything?" he wondered, taking a seat next to you on the big sofa, which was now covered with fluffy blankets and lots of pillows.

"I'm just going to grab something to drink, so we don't have to get up later. Oh, and we need chopsticks. Anything else?"

"I don't think so,"

"Okay, I'll be right back."

As much as you loved going out with Wonwoo, exploring the city, going to nice restaurants or simply taking a casual stroll by the Han river, nothing would ever top your at home dates.

Being both so comfortable with each other - no fancy clothes, no makeup, no pressure to look your best and no stressing about being recognised by other people. You could savor the comfortable silence, each with a separate book and your feet in his lap.

A barefaced Wonwoo with his glasses and an oversized t-shirt was just a bonus to all of this. He's really the definition of boyfriend material.

While in the kitchen, beside drinks and chopsticks you grabbed extra snacks for Wonwoo, as he always likes to have something to munch on while reading. In addition you also grabbed an apple juice box, one of the many sitting in your refrigerator.

Quickly making your way back to the living room, you couldn't help, but admire your boyfriend for a second. He was sitting comfortably under one of the many blankets, his glasses at the tip of his nose while he was smiling at something on his phone.

Seeing him so happy was like a cup of tea on a winter morning. Without a doubt, him smiling was the best thing in the world and seeing him do it so often in these past months was the biggest dream come true.

He is one of the strongest people you know, but even he couldn't always hide his sadness and pain, so seeing him getting his happiness back is everything you could've asked for.

"Everything alright?" suddenly you were pulled back to reality, by Wonwoo's gentle voice, that so often lulled you to sleep.

"Yeah, just zoned out a little. Here, your gummies," you handed him all of his snacks along with a water bottle and a set of chopsticks.

"When did you get them? They weren't there in the morning."

"I saw you eating them in your live today," you explained. "So, I decided to buy some. You always like to snack when you're reading and gaming."

Wonwoo usually saw himself as a very stoic person, who was good at controlling his emotions, but you always proved him wrong.

His gaze turned to the softest expression known to mankind and he couldn't help himself but kiss the side of your head in a loving manner as a thank you.

Not being able to resist your boyfriend's sweet action, you put your hand at the back of his head, running your fingers through his short hair, that made him look so adorable when not styled.

"How much of the book do you have left?" he asked, as you both snuggled under the warm blankets.

"I think I'll finish tonight."

"Will your next book be a little bit more, how to say, intellectual?"

"Jeon Woonwoo, stop making fun of my book," you laughed and hit his arm repeatedly, though you doubted he felt anything.

"Not my fault my childhood was based on Wattpad, you dumbass." He laughed and shook his head in a playful manner.

"Sorry not everyone can be as smart as you, Mr. I-know-it-all. " you huffed, putting your bookmark at the coffee table. Not saying anything more, he simply put his arm around you, pulling you closer to his side.

Moments like these made you feel so safe and loved. Wonwoo may not be the most outspoken person when it comes to his emotions, but he never made you doubt yourself in any way.

Everywhere you went, you knew you could always count on him, he was there to keep you safe, protected and happy. The simple touches and small acts of service was all you needed.

So, as you both sit in the living room, each of you in a different fictional world, keeping each other warm, you knew that this was how you'd like to spend the rest of your life.

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[wonuumelody]

“ Message serie ” : Wonwoo boyfriend text.

🥥 pairing: seventeen wonwoo x fem!reader genre: fluff, bf thoughts warning(s): use of pet name (a lot), mention of feeling bad, yn is a fangirl

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[blue-jisungs]

childish joy

a/n. this is purely for my “grew up too fast” still healing inner child :”) enjoy.

summary. wonwoo takes a notice of your little habit of watching them play games

he noticed it a while ago.

whenever they were playing or just goofing around, you liked to watch them. you had that amused smile on your lips but there was a glint of nostalgia in your eyes.

wonwoo thought it was simply because it reminded you of your childhood. well, he wasn’t completely wrong.

it was a day like that. while having a break from filming another gose episode that you accompanied them, they were just playing football. screams and yells of excitement when someone scored a goal – or of anger when the ball flew out of the eyesight... just like now.

the hall landed next to your legs. wonwoo said something to them and jogged over to you, sitting on the ground. you rose your head up once he was standing in front of you, smiling softly.

“hi there” you mumbled. wonwoo frowned and kicked the ball back before plopping down on the ground next to you.

dino yelled something and swung his fist but jeonghan scolded him.

“hm? they need you” you mirrored his frown, pointing with your chin at the field.

“they’ll be fine” wonwoo hummed, grabbing your hand and interlocking your fingers together.

you let out a scoff when jun kicked the ball too dramatically, causing it to fly just above the goal.

he was looking at you softly, thumb caressing your hand. then he shifted his gaze to his friends, giggling and yelling like little kids.

“y’know, i never…” you start but soon enough your voice trails off. he doesn’t rush you. you gather your thoughts, giving his hand a gentle squeeze “i don’t think i ever… played football for fun”

wonwoo looks at you, with a heavy heart, noticing that slowly your smile drops.

“as a kid i never played games. i was too shy to play with other kids” you mumble “i didn’t feel the need to and just… didn’t want to interrupt them. now i regret it because– i don’t know…”

you sigh, lips tightening into a line before you speak up after a while.

“it’s dumb… i envy you. i envy you that you can still be childish. i wasn’t as a kid, i’m not now. i… nonu, i never climbed a tree. i didn’t have my knees scraped all the time” you look at him, quickly giving up and looking down. wonwoo shifts and tucks a stray strand of your hair behind your ear tenderly “i feel like i wasted my childhood, y’know?”

“that doesn’t mean you’re worse… or different” he hums.

“i know. i preferred to draw or just… play on my own. i missed out on playing with other kids. that’s why i like watching you guys although… as i said, it’s making me kinda jealous” you scoffed.

wonwoo stood up suddenly, one hand still holding yours and the other reaching out.

“why just watch? y/n, join us. whenever you want” he gave you a warm smile “you’re always welcome”

you hesitantly grab his free hand and wonwoo helps you stand up, brushing off the dust from your pants.

“and i know we’re not 8 anymore but… trust me, you’ll feel like a kid again” he grinned and you couldn’t help the grin that creeped up on your face.

“i can’t play football though–” you giggled and wonwoo just gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

“no one can, if you haven’t noticed” he grinned before dragging you to the field, your eyes sparkling with childish joy.

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[aomimiusa-bear]

strike a pose - jeon wonwoo

This is a work of fiction. Mature content ahead.

wc: 3.4k

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The rough scratch of pencil gliding over scrapbook paper brought you solace in the chaos of life. The movements of your wrist have grown your ideas to places beyond your wildest imaginations. It was your reminder of why you were in this profession in the first place.

Your parents had always reprimanded your younger self for doodling on every free space available which painted you as the victim for the colorful streaks of crayon that danced the walls of your childhood home.

One of your parents never failed to bring up their favorite story of you at the semi annual family dinners you attend. 

“I remember her wailing until she had no tears left to cry. It broke my heart to scrub her drawings off of the walls, but the landlord was not having it.” 

Every retelling about your humble beginnings never failed to push a couple stray tears out of your eyes.

Pursuing your passion challenges your physical and mental capabilities. Continuing with art in university was like toying with a double edged sword; for once you were delighted at the thought of attending classes, but the viscous environment during your internships caused you to turn your back on art for a brief moment in time.

Nonetheless, the trials and tribulations of university led you to where you are today. The studio was furnished with blinding lights and eye-catching backdrops. The scent of hairspray lingered in the air as it is seemingly sprayed every couple seconds. 

You shouldn’t be this nervous; it was just another photo shoot showcasing your newest creations. Honestly, you weren’t nervous at all until your assistant was, figuratively speaking, bouncing off the walls as they were delivering important news regarding the shoot. 

“I had no idea he would agree so easily. I wouldn’t have stressed for days, weeks even if the negotiation was this simple.” Your assistant rambled. “The one and only, Jeon Wonwoo, agreed to be the leading model for your newest line!” followed by an earth-shattering squeal.

The oxygen supplying your lungs had magically disappeared in that very moment. You must have done the greatest act of kindness in your past life to receive this kind of opportunity.

Jeon Wonwoo is the top male model in the industry; his lean physique and fierce gaze was highly critiqued in every magazine column dedicated to the alluring man. To top it all off, Wonwoo was given an innumerable amount of praise for his seemingly contradicting persona behind the camera. 

You recalled the countless interviews of Wonwoo’s diligent care towards all the staff members regardless of titles. You also, not that you were intentionally looking for more information on the man, know that he held a soft spot for any type of cat. How fucking adorable. 

Wonwoo was paralyzingly attractive and his charming personality was sufficient to captivate even the most hateful people in this world. 

Mindless drawings of multiple pieces of clothing occupied your downtime. The shoot was not scheduled to start until later, but you wanted to settle into the ambiance of it all to fully immerse yourself in your work. It was like a pre-shoot ritual for you.

Whenever you wanted to let your mind wander, you’d pick up the ratty sketchbook you had received for christmas one year. The ideas stuffed into said sketchbook were not worthy of being turned into reality, but you loved the brief moment of complete creative freedom.

The familiar scrape of your pencil on paper casted a hypnotic response on your hand. You were just doodling free from the confines of profit and pressure. 

“That is absolutely beautiful.”

You whipped your head around at the sound of a deep and melodic voice. His eyes were trained on the worn out page of your sketchbook. You were speechless. Jeon Wonwoo wasn’t just a passing topic of many promiscuous conversations with coworkers. He was here. Right behind you. And he had complimented your work. 

“Thank you. Kind words like yours inspire me to stay in this business.” 

It was an automatic response whenever someone complimented your work after countless interviews, although your response had been more timid than anticipated. 

A searing blush already crept up your neck, and soon to invade the tips of your ears. You turned back around in your chair effectively facing away from where he was positioned.

You had found relief from the busy outside in an empty dressing room, and you were in a comfortable position in one of the vanity set ups. 

He wasn’t clueless. Wonwoo thoroughly enjoyed how flustered you became in his presence. Wonwoo also didn’t miss how you were deliberately checking him out in the reflection of you both. He looked good in your clothes.

Suddenly, you found yourself enclosed in a pair of biceps. You stared into the mirror to meet Wonwoo’s eyes as well. 

“Thank you for this opportunity to work with you. It is my greatest privilege to showcase your newest clothing line.” His head dipped lower to level with your own. Without breaking eye contact through the mirror Wonwoo added, 

“See you out there sweetheart. I look forward to working with you.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The shutter of the camera was another sound you learned to appreciate over time. Usually, the photographer would barrel directions towards the model, but not Wonwoo. He was confident in his abilities, and that energy was carried on to everyone in the room.

His movements were fluid and natural; he was posing just enough to display the clothes but still highlight his abilities. 

It was as if he was born for the camera.

To say you were mesmerized by him was an understatement. You were bewitched by the man known as Jeon Wonwoo. 

You lost count of the stolen glances you shared with Wonwoo. Every time your eyes hovered on him for a split second too long he would immediately sense it, and subsequently meet your own gaze. 

His eyes devoured you. As if Wonwoo was attending an art exhibit and was bidding to take you home. 

“The female model just called in saying she can’t make it.” Your assistant was out of breath trying to deliver the news as soon as possible. These situations happen more often than not, but what got your palms sweaty was the absence of a standby model. 

A wave of deja vu crashed over you. This has happened only one other time. You had to step in, but in this case you were modeling with the most attractive man you had laid your eyes on. There were no other options. 

There was only one outfit you envisioned that required the female model to pose with Wonwoo. 

Red chiffon draped your figure, and the cowl neckline only did so much to cover your chest. The rounded swells of your breasts peaked out from the top, sides and down the plunging neckline. A small bunch of ruffles placed on your right arm lightly resembled a flower as the trim ran down the side and flowed past your ankle; the free moving trim was a contradiction to the form fitting body of the dress. 

You loved this design on paper, and it only excited you to bring it to life.

A team of staff members scrambled to get yourself ready for the shoot. The angular placement of the deep brown eyeshadow pointed your eyes towards the temples of your face. A subtle peach lip topped off the look.

You were ready for the camera.

Upon walking out of the dressing room, you noticed that Wonwoo had changed into an all black outfit. The shirt was slightly see-through and equally as plunging as your own ensemble. 

The concept for these photos were to showcase the sultry red dress hence Wonwoo’s monochromatic garments. Most of the poses consisted of you in front of Wonwoo with his hands on your waist while your head was on his shoulders.

Mundane is what you would describe the poses you were put into with Wonwoo. Up until the last pose.

“Wonwoo, I’m going to need you to take off your shirt bud.” The photographer instructs. Instinctively, Wonwoo began to unbutton his top. Tantalizingly slow. He also made direct eye contact with you. 

A chair was placed in the middle of the white backdrop. 

“Wonwoo, please take a seat while I direct our leading lady for our final pose.”

Your leg closest to the camera was bent on top of his while the other was firmly planted on the ground. Wonwoo’s hand grasped your waist, but his arm laid relaxed on the mound of your ass.

He was instructed to lean into your chest; right where the tip of the plunge was located. You snaked your arm around the nape of his neck to complete the final look.

A thunderous round of applause commenced after the final shutter of the camera. You and Wonwoo had made your way to the monitor storing all of the taken photos.

You had to admit, you and Wonwoo looked damn good together.

“Maybe you should switch professions so that I can see you more often. I would love to share the camera with you.” Wonwoo had said this low enough for only your ears to hear.

His broad figure disappeared after nearly sending you into hysteria. Wonwoo probably headed out to change out of the one article of clothing that he was wearing by the end of the shoot.

He probably had to attend scheduled obligations after the shoot. You were slightly upset that you may never see the gorgeous man ever again.

After Wonwoo had scurried off, you took it upon yourself to finish all of the administrative work left for you to complete. Being involved in the shoot pushed back all of your priorities, so you needed to catch up ASAP. 

You had been so busy that you were still in the red dress.

At this eerily late hour, everyone had already gone home, and it was your job to close up the studio; the owner had slipped the keys into your palms after you explained the long night ahead. 

Your personal belongings were tucked away in the same vacant dressing room you were in prior to the beginning of the shoot. The clack of your heels echoed on the linoleum floor as you made your way into the room.

You twisted the door open just to reveal Wonwoo sitting on a chair just scrolling on his phone. He was in his attire from earlier; shirtless with a pair of slacks. His head looked up to meet yours. You blinked once. Twice. Three times before you broke the silence.

“What are you still doing here?”

“Waiting for you of course.” He replied. The beat of your heart sped up ten fold.

Your legs had a mind of its own, because you started walking where Wonwoo sat. He held out his hand for you to take. As soon as your hand was in his, Wonwoo yanked you onto his lap.

His chest felt firm pressed against the side of your arm. The inviting warmth radiating from his body was intoxicating. 

Your hands were kept folded together on your lap. The dress rode up your thighs just a bit higher, but still covered enough to be decent. His hand rested on the side of your thighs playing with the hem of the dress while the other was placed underneath your chin. 

“You were spectacular out there. Your confidence and grace was admirable; you deserve to be a role model to people everywhere.” His praises never ended.

“Thank you Wonwoo.” Sincerity laced your voice. “I see now why you are constantly booked for shoots.” You chuckled softly.

“I owe that all to you. You were ravishing out there.” You were speechless. And Wonwoo was the reason. Again.

“I’d love to work with you in the future if you are available.” 

“Only if you’d have me.” Wonwoo’s smile was so bright that his eyes folded into cute crescent moons. 

“It would be an honor.” You replied in a funny British accent. Even his laughs were perfect.

The laughter died down into a comfortable silence. You couldn’t focus with Wonwoo so close.

Wonwoo’s thumb toyed with your bottom lip. His warmth was a feeling you could get used to. You didn’t stop him nor did you want him to stop. Ever. 

“Tell me I’m not imagining things darling. Tell me you want this as much as I do.”

You gave him a weak nod. Your brain was filled with nothing but him.

“Words sweetheart. I need words.” He softly chastised. 

“Take me Wonwoo. I’m all yours.” The desperation in your voice would have made you cringe on a regular day, but something about Wonwoo made it so easy.

That was all he needed. Wonwoo moved his hand from your ass to the back of your neck to press his lips to yours.

Something about the kiss lit your whole body on fire. It felt so right.

The slight nip of Wonwoo’s teeth on your bottom lip emits a small gasp from you. That allowed Wonwoo to slip his tongue in to dance with yours. The sounds coming from the both of you could rival PornHub’s most popular video. 

Wonwoo disconnected his lips from yours. “Spread your legs. Let me see your pussy babe.”

You shifted your body so that your back was pressed against his chest. Your head slumped against his while each of your legs fell on either side of his left thigh.

The end of the dress gathered on the tops of your thighs until Wonwoo pushed the bunched up fabric to sit around your waist. 

Staring back at him was the image of your flimsy thong. The crotch area was covered by a thin layer of mesh with some sort of floral detailing.

You couldn’t recollect the specific attributes of your underwear because Wonwoo was slicing your pussy in half with the help of your thong. He tugged the skinny damp fabric upwards as it nestled itself in between your swollen pussy lips. 

“You are the most breathtaking sight. Right? You’ll take everything I give you because you're my good girl.” 

Any response you wanted to give him was lost in your never ending moans. Wonwoo released the tension on your underwear only to tease his index finger along your soaking slit.

“Fuck Wonwoo, that feels so good.” That was the first coherent thought you were able to voice. Wonwoo settled on playing with your clit stimulating the bundle of nerves.

“You’re so wet sweetheart. Were you this wet during the shoot too? Walking around with slick thighs and your cunt crying to be fucked?”

His words were too much to handle. Wonwoo’s finger circled your hole.

“Won–” you choke back a moan. “Wonwoo I need you now. No more teasing.” You mewl.

“I haven’t even stretched you out yet. Do you want this fat cock now? Are you that much of a greedy whore?” You desperately nodded.

Wonwoo removed his hand from your throbbing core, and you flinched at the contact of the frigid air.

“Up.”

You immediately stood up in between his legs. Wonwoo zipped down his slacks to reveal his hardened cock covered by the fabric of his underwear.

As for the dress, you slipped the straps off of your shoulders freeing your tits before completely stripping from the dress. Your nipples stood erect from your growing sexual desire.

Wonwoo grabbed you again and positioned your body to be kneeling in front of him. The gleam in his eye signaled you to pull the waistband of his underwear down until they bundled around his ankles.

“C’mon baby, you know what to do. You’re smart. I haven’t had the chance to fuck you dumb yet.”

His cock was red and pulsating. The bulbous tip was leaking beads of precum. Starting from the base, you licked the length of his cock all the way to the tip.

 You circled your tongue on his slit to collect the leaking cum.

You collected a wad of saliva at the edge of your mouth before you spat it onto his penis. You lowered your head to completely take him in your mouth. 

You were bobbing your head up and down and sucking him in. Whatever you couldn’t reach your hands were taking care of it. 

He felt hot and heavy in your mouth, and you swore that your arousal was about to drip onto the floor. 

“Shit. You’re a piece of art. The prettiest fuckin’ thing to ever grace this Earth.” 

You glanced at Wonwoo through your eyelashes. His head was thrown back in pleasure, and that only motivated you to continue with what you were doing.

His hands found their way to the back of your head creating a makeshift ponytail.

He pushed your head down far enough where your nose met his pelvis. You gagged around him before he released you.

A string of saliva connected your bottom lip to his cock. 

“C’mere baby.” 

He placed you across his lap again. His hot mouth was sucking a deep bruise that would be a pain to cover in the morning. Wonwoo’s hands trailed down your leg and removed the uncomfortable heels on your feet.

You couldn’t have been more relieved. 

Now, it was your turn to whisper lowly into his ear, “Let me ride your dick Won. I want to be good to you.”

You maneuvered yourself in order to straddle his hips. Wonwoo took this opportunity to tease your entrance with his tip. 

“Stop teasing.” You were growing impatient after all of the foreplay.

Wonwoo harshly grabbed your neck. He pressed the sides just enough to feel a lightheaded buzz course through your head. 

“Ask politely.” His grip tightened in the slightest. “I didn’t know you were a brat. I thought you wanted to be good for me.” It felt like he was scolding you.

“Give me your manners before I make you beg like the dirty fucking slut you are.”

God, you were so wet that it was starting to hurt having nothing to fill you up.

“Wonwoo please fuck me. I need you fill me with your cock and fuck me like the whore I am.”

“Are you asking?” He raised his eyebrow. 

“No, I'm begging.”

The vulgar exchange of words was enough for him to slam your hips down and take him all the way. The mouthwatering stretch of his cock felt heavenly. 

“This pussy was made for me. No one else could take this tight and dirty little hole like I can.”

You rhythmically moved your hips up and down while pausing every couple seconds to grind down on his dick. You felt every ridge and vein protruding from his cock. 

Your eyes were clouded from lust

“You feel so good baby. Wrapped so well around my fat cock. Do you like it that much? Hmm?”

“Yes, yes Wonwoo love your cock. S’good.” You were panting like you had won a marathon. Your activities could possibly be considered one.

You knew you were clenching hard around Wonwoo, and he knew by looking at the drag of your pussy lips every time you’d lift yourself up. 

“You’re so tight, baby. My good girl is doing so well for me.”

The familiar coil in your abdomen was about to snap. Wonwoo’s words only pushed you closer to release.

“Cum for me sweetheart. I’ll cum for you, fill you up to the brim darling, if you cum for me.”

That was enough to send you over the edge. Pleasure came crashing down on you. Wonwoo roughly thrusted upwards, and the stuttering of his hips let you know that he came too. 

You looked down at where you and Wonwoo were connected and saw a white ring of your mixed arousal around the base of his cock. You were certain that the sticky mess had spread onto your inner thighs as well. 

Suddenly, Wonwoo placed you on the desk of the vanity. You jumped at the contact of your bare ass against the cold surface.

He pulled up the pooled clothing pieces at his ankles so that he was wearing them again 

You felt exposed. You were still completely naked. Wonwoo had been gazing at you longingly before speaking. “Let me clean you up at my place. It’s not far from here.”

“Is this a trick to get me to go home with you Mr. Jeon?” It was your turn to raise your eyebrow. 

“Did it work?”

“Yes Wonwoo, I’d love nothing more than to go home with you.”

Wonwoo handed you his extra sweatshirt and pants. You quickly got dressed, and soon enough you were out the door with your hand in his. 

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Hi everyone! I am so grateful for the support on my past two works. Feel free to leave any comments in my asks or on my posts! 

I hope you enjoyed this fic as well. 

#kpop #seventeen #seventeen smut #seventeen x reader #svt #svt x reader #wonwoo #wonwoo smut #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo imagines #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonu #jeon wonwoo smut #jeon wonwoo x reader #jeon wonwoo x you

[ilwonuu]

good for me. part one | two | three

♥︎ jeon wonwoo

ᝰ pairing- friend!wonwoo x reader

ᝰ summary- you going on a trip with your friends is something you’re beyond excited for. you can help but think of your friend in ways you shouldn’t. he’s so shy with you. you just want to ruin him. well not before he ruins you first.

ᝰ warnings- friends to lovers, wonwoo is in love with reader, reader is in LOVE with wonwoo, fluffy, they are in so much love( OKAY FUCK ALREADY), sweetheart!wonwoo, little bit of crack, oral( fem receiving), dirty talk (wonwoo) lmk what else

ᝰ a/n- last chapter is almost done probably later today!!!! I HOPE UR ENJOYING THE FICS!!!

you four arriving at the beach. mingyu and seokmin grabbing the stuff running to find a spot for the blanket. wonwoo waited for you always.” he wanted to kiss you so bad. “ready?”

he asked you as you got out of the car. you nod walking with him to mingyu and seokmin. he’s taking in your beauty. as always, wonwoo has accepted that he is probably in love with you.

you never leave his mind. this trip is getting so hard for him and it just started. “finally you slow pokes join us!! lets swim” mingyu says taking off his shirt. you and wonwoo both checking out the boy laughing a little when you realize wonwoo doing the same as you. before looking away. seokmin doing the same as mingyu running in. “you getting in wonwoo?”

you question he nods lifting his shirt over his head. you watch him gulping slowly. you can not think straight. pulling your shorts down your legs. he looks for a moment following you as you begin run into the water. “hey! slow down-“ he falls into the water after you. causing you laugh. he’s very close to you.

looking at you softly. “you look really pretty y/n.” he confesses. sending another smile. “wonwoo- thank you.” you blush at his words. he just wants to kiss you. so tempted he votes against the thought. following over to seokmin and mingyu.

“we are gonna go find girls.. are you guys okay together?” seokmin asked. you nodded quickly. wonwoo knowing this was part of their plan. “okay we can meet at the house for dinner?” mingyu adds. “sounds good!” you smile waving them off. turning to wonwoo.

“just me and you nonu.” he smiles at the nickname. “we can do whatever you want to do today.” he says splashing you playfully. you laugh smiling back.

“well i know its lame but i already want to go inside- not right now but soon?” you ask him and he nods. mentally agreeing with you. after you two finish at the beach you head home asap.

you two both talking in the living room awfully close. “want to eat something?” he asks.(you want him.) “yes i can definitely eat.” you smile and he nods turning to the kitchen. “sandwiches sound good?” he is walking towards the kitchen to grab the stuff waiting for your approval. “yes that is perfect.”

you smile getting up to join him. “and of course i want to help you. let’s eat!” he is admiring you a little too much. catching himself staring at your lips. you two eating with eachother. it’s crazy how easy you can feel comfortable with wonwoo.

he is the best listener. you enjoy his company. now both wanting out of your bathing suits. “you can change first-“ he says hinting at giving you the room. “you can change with me- wonwoo- am i crazy?” hes shocked at your words. “not crazy- i want you- i have for a long time.” he is closer to you now. “can you kiss me wonwoo?” you blurt out. he groans at your question. pulling you into his lips. “want you to fuck me please wonwoo- please fuck me.” hes smiles at your words. “you want me to give it to you? god you don’t know how much i want you.” you moan pushing him back onto your bed. not caring about the door that you left wide open.

so your friends could see. making you clench around nothing. he tugs you underwear down your legs. “ let me have a taste? i need to know if you taste as good as you look shit-“ he looks up for your approval. “words princess need to hear it.” you moan his name. “please touch me do something please i n-need it p-please.”

he looks up at you licking you pussy pulling your legs wider. “take it baby- i know. you taste so good don’t run baby. just want to make you feel good.” you moan in approval. he drives back into eating you out.

the next morning is nice. waking up next to that handsome man. oh you wanted him more than anything. “good morning. you look beautiful.”

wonwoo smiles against you. you’re half asleep pulling him into a hug. he cuddles into you falling back asleep with you. a few hour later stirring awake as you feel him shifting. “wonwoo?”

you ask seeing him smiling down at you. “good morning. for real this time?” he chuckles at you. “can i give you a kiss?” he asks looking down at you. “please- wonwoo.” you moan as he pulls you into a sweet kiss.

“already so needy?” he smirks leaning to kiss you again. he looks at you door again. “if you be quiet i’ll help you baby.” you don’t say another word as you watch wonwoo’s shirt come off. you can’t get enough of this man. “wonwoo-“ you whisper out to him. grabbing a hold of him as you feel your legs being opened slightly. “shh i got you princess.”

you feel his words go straight to your cunt. that nickname coming from his mouth. he pulls you into another kiss. “wonwoo- what time is it?”

you ask remembering your plans at the perfect time. wonwoo checks the time seeing it’s almost time for your plans with your other friends. “we can continue this later princess?”

he smiles at you going to get ready for your brunch. you stay laying there looking down at the position he had you in. closing your legs- this boy is gonna be the death of you.

finishing your final touches for your brunch. heading to the car the join the rest of the boys. “you look pretty.” wonwoo says into your ear. “thank you.” you blush looking away from him. mingyu heading to the cafe you were going to.

#Spotify #seventeen #svt #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo fic #jeon wonu #svt wonwoo #seventeen wonwoo #seventeen wonu #svt wonu #jeon wonwoo #wonu #wonwoo #wonwoo smut #svt smut #seventeen smut

[thefriendlyghvst]

distant // svt jeon wonwoo (pt. 2)

synopsis: after you come home drunk and angry late one night, wonwoo realises he has to change to keep loving you from this close.

(forced marriage trope, non-idol au, kinda(?) angst)

a/n: ask and you shall receive HAHAHAH due to popular demand here's the second part my sweets! i'm sorry it took a longgg while for me to write this, i've been pretty busy 😅 it's a bit long (i may have gotten carried away) but i hope you guys like it!! enjoy xx

for the friends that wished for a part 2 🫶

@ykh94 @feat-sun @yoonclip @zeervzn @laquarosere @septemberskies @celestarvs

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you tucked a lone strand of hair behind your ear as you hooked on the earring that matched your outfit, adjusting your dress as soon as you were done. you smoothed out whatever crinkles that were visible and inhaled deeply as you took a final look in the mirror.

it was the night of the dinner. the dress you were wearing was pretty, a v-line maxi dress that reached just below your knees with sleeves that puffed a little bit at the shoulders and cuffed at your wrists. you paired the navy blue dress with a silver belt and a matching silver watch and butterfly shaped earrings. wonwoo had bought the jewelry for you in secret, telling you they would look good with your favourite watch when he gifted it to you a few days ago.

"you look pretty," he complimented you as you stepped out of your room.

very, very pretty, he thought, but he kept it to himself. he didn't want to make you uncomfortable. he noticed the earrings and his heart swelled.

i knew it would look good, he thought to himself.

"i... uh, thank you," you managed a smile at him. "you look nice too,"

wonwoo smiled. he was wearing a button-up that matched the colour of your dress, donning his signature office look. his shirt was tucked into his black trousers, and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbow. his hair was parted and styled neatly, his rectangular frames resting on the bridge of his nose making him look all the more appealing to anyone who had eyes. he looked really nice.

the both of you left the apartment and made your way to his car quietly. the dinner was being held by one of your closest friends, choi seungcheol, to celebrate his birthday.

wonwoo was nervous, to say the least. he was pacing around the living room just moments before you stepped out. the idea of a social event thrilled neither of you, but he was more worried about messing things up between the both of you.

the morning after your outburst, you had been the one to apologise first over breakfast. you told him you had a long week and shouldn't have taken it out on him, but it bothered him. why were you the one apologising when he was the one in the wrong? there was one thing wonwoo realised over and over: he didn't deserve you.

it bothered him so much his heart hurt for days. he didn't think he deserved you, but a selfish part of him wants you by his side. your marriage was forced, but over time it seems he found comfort in your smile and peace in your presence. so his selfishness is working to keep you as close to him as he can. he should have been better to you from the start, but at least (he hoped) it wasn't too late.

it's been almost two weeks since your confrontation, and every day since, he's been trying to make it up to you. you noticed, no matter how grand or subtle his gestures were.

it was awkward at first. you weren't used to being the centre of his attention. he was being more attentive and you weren't just strangers living in the same house anymore, so it felt weird. you were confused. you were finally getting along with him as you've wanted, but it was so odd you contemplated whether going back to the way things were was a better option.

you contemplated going back to the way things were to the time even before you met him.

you had touched on the topic of divorce that morning while the both of you were eating, but wonwoo stopped chewing and paled so ghostly white you thought he was going to fall sick, so you just cleared your throat and said it was about a friend. you never brought it up again. wonwoo still saw through your lie and it's been keeping him on edge. he was determined not to let you go.

you wanted to give in. he wasn't a man of many words, but he was trying. he was trying his absolute best and you wanted so badly to let yourself love him with everything you have to give. but you were scared.

what if he's just being nice? he's a good guy, it's how he is.

so many thoughts would cloud your mind and wonwoo would catch you zoning out often, sometimes even when you watched him. you've seen his kindness. he was a good hyung, son, and friend. he doesn't usually raise his voice and you were sure his heart was made of gold. his smiles were warm and sincere, and he was so beautiful and gentle with just about anything and anyone. there wasn't anything extravagant and special about the way he is with you now, he was just being himself and warming up to you more.

and it was so hard not to notice. he'd come home earlier on some days just to have dinner with you, or sit with you to watch TV while he worked. he'd crack jokes you'd think were funny, and even if you tried, you couldn't miss the fond smile that rested on his features as he let his soft gaze linger while you talked, or laughed, or did something.

it petrified you. the care and love you felt for him scared you to your wit's end. you didn't know what to do with yourself. if you let the walls you tried so hard to build crumble, whose fault would it be? wonwoo's for showing this side of him that you so desperately wanted to see? or yours for never learning your lesson?

"we're here," you heard him say.

you turned to face him, surprised to see him leaning his weight on his elbow that he had propped onto the storage compartment between your seats.

the light from the streetlamp outside illuminated his features so well he looked ethereal. heck, even the light in the car could have been the moonlight with the way he looked right now. 

his seatbelt was already off, which meant that you might have already reached your destination for a few minutes. you could have sworn you were at a stop light just a few seconds ago. so had he just been watching you?

wonwoo did park the car a few minutes ago. he turned to announce your arrival, but you were chewing on your bottom lip so deep in thought that he didn't want to interrupt. he settled for taking off his seatbelt and propping his elbow on the storage compartment, watching you with your eyebrows furrowed.

he wanted to know what you were thinking. he wanted to know how you felt. he worried if you were trying to find reasons to leave him, not that it would be difficult. he wanted to know if you thought about him. he wanted to know everything about you, beyond his observations.

please don't leave me, i love you. he thought.

i love you. he realised.

his heart ached. the only regret in his life right now is not realising how much you meant to him sooner.

he noticed you sigh subconsciously and decided to tell you that you were already at the venue. when you met his eyes, he smiled warmly. the kind that emphasised his smile lines as he flashed his perfect teeth and made his eyes small.

you returned the expression with a smile of your own, your heart beating so loudly you were sure he could hear it. you wished so so much that your face wasn't burning up. that would be embarrassing. you haven't had the chance to admit it to him, but wonwoo's smile was your favourite thing in the world.

"shall we?" he asked and you nodded.

you inhaled. suddenly nervous, you fumbled a little with your seatbelt but managed to unbuckle it, moving to open the car door and get out.

"wait, let me do it," he said.

"it's okay, won. i can do it," you tried but he was already out of the vehicle and jogging to the other side.

you collected your birthday gift for seungcheol and your purse from your lap as he opened the car door. wonwoo's heart was beating in his ears as you thanked him with a small smile, stepping out of the vehicle and letting him lock it behind you.

you walked towards the event hall while he collected his own gift, deciding your heart couldn't take it if you turned around to wait for him. you couldn't watch as he tried so hard to win you over. it broke your heart.

but it was also because of your weak heart that you walked slowly, pretending to make sure everything was in your purse so that he could catch up to you quickly. it worked, and you felt his presence next to you shortly after. his height allowed his shadow to loom over you, blocking the light from the streetlamp.

you couldn't resist and looked at him. he had a look of concern washed over his features, wordlessly asking if anything was missing. you swallowed hard. he was closer than you thought, but you managed a reply and told him you were just double-checking and that you had everything. he nodded and the both of you walked quietly across the street.

"can i... uh- can i hold your hand?" he broke the silence, taking the risk after contemplating it in his head for what felt like hours.

wonwoo felt like he couldn't breathe when you didn't respond. you were taken aback and couldn't find the words at all. he was beginning to regret even asking, awkwardly adjusting his collar until he felt your hand clasp his.

he exhaled a breath he didn't even know he was holding and looked at you while he smiled in relief, but you weren't looking at him.

you refused to. if you did, your guarded walls would crumble. the effect he had on you was dangerous.

the both of you reached the venue where the dinner was being held still hand in hand, but you let go as soon as you saw seungcheol to wave at him. wonwoo gave his hyung a hug and wished him a happy birthday and you did the same when he came up to you. the two of you passed the older man his gifts and he beamed, inviting you further in the hall as he welcomed other guests that came after you.

wonwoo licked his lips nervously, wanting to take your hand in his again. but since you made no move to do it, he decided against it and kept his hand balled into a fist by his side. he didn't want to push his luck too far.

the both of you walked over to where some of your mutual friends and wonwoo's colleagues sat. you took a seat next to vernon and seungkwan, who have been your best friends since high school. wonwoo took a seat in between you and his best friend and business partner mingyu, who you smiled at politely while walking past him earlier to take your seat.

"do you need anything?" vernon asked from next to you while the waiters started serving food on all the guest tables.

"no, thank you. i got it," you smiled at him.

vernon nodded and passed you a glass of water that was handed to him by the waiter, which you thanked him again for. he mumbled a 'no problem' as he grabbed another two glasses for seungkwan and himself.

"kwannie, could you get me two sashimis there?" you pointed at the sushi buffet laid out in front of him in the middle of the table.

wonwoo bit the inside of his cheek as he watched seungkwan grab your plate to help you, wishing you asked him for help too. he was fond of seungkwan and vernon, he really was. he was glad that you could count on them, but wonwoo wanted you to rely on him too. especially since he knew you rarely asked for help if you could do it yourself.

the rest of the dinner flew by. you mostly spoke to vernon and seungkwan, and occasionally to seungcheol who came by every now and then to talk or check how things were going.

most of the dinner's guests left after seungcheol's closing birthday speech, and only about twelve of his closest friends, wonwoo included, stayed behind for some drinks and a short get-together.

it was well after midnight when you and wonwoo reached home. since wonwoo had a few drinks, you drove home and let him take a nap in the car. you appreciated the quiet ride, not willing to strike up a conversation. you preferred the silence mostly because you didn't know what to say.

what you also didn't know was that wonwoo only pretended to be asleep in the car. at the function today, he felt his heart sink deeper and deeper into the pit of his stomach as he watched you interact and laugh with other people.

he wouldn't have minded. he would have actually loved it had you not been ignoring him for the most part. he wanted to brush it off as you haven't met your friends in a while due to your work, but you actively avoided eye contact and looked away quickly whenever you did meet his eyes. it made him think the worst case scenarios.

he wanted to share laughs with you too. the dinner was an opportunity he had been looking forward to, but he forgot that it was a social event after all. he couldn't help it. it felt like all his progress went down the drain.

so he pretended that he was asleep in the car and stood behind you when you unlocked the door to your shared apartment. you took him by surprise when you turned and grabbed his arm to guide him in, letting go only when you sat him on the sofa and went to pour him a glass of water.

you set the mug of water down and wished him goodnight. when you straightened up to leave, he quickly held on to your forearm. his grip wasn't too strong but it stopped you in your tracks anyway.

"why are you avoiding me?" he finally asked the burning question in his head.

"i'm not avoiding you," you denied.

it was a lie and even he knew it, but he relented when you gently peeled his fingers off of your arm.

"yes you are," his voice lowered as he stood. "why?"

"i don't know what you're talking about," you averted his gaze.

"you're doing it again," he stepped forward and you stepped back.

"i'm not doing anything," you tried to stand your ground, looking at him again.

"you're taking care of me one moment and then the next you're refusing to speak to me," he explained. "did i do anything wrong?"

his voice cracked and your heart wrenched painfully in your chest. he gently held your hands but you pulled away, apologising softly.

"no, no. i'm the one who's sorry," he retracted his hand and paused.

you shook your head. "you didn't do anything to be sorry for,"

"then why are you avoiding me?"

"wonwoo, please understand," you began, and his heart hurt that you called him by his full name. what happened to the nickname you gave him?

your throat was closing up and you were finding it more difficult to control the tears that were welling up in your eyes.

"what is there to understand?" he pried. "you're confusing me,"

"i can't spend a single second more with you," you admitted, the tears you tried so hard to hide streaming down your face.

his eyes widened and his heart leapt up to his throat. his head hurt. this was it. you were set on leaving him already, no matter what he did to try and keep you by his side. he desperately searched your expression, but all he saw were your tears. you were crying and it pained him. he hated himself for being the reason you were crying again.

"sweetheart, please don't cry," wonwoo reached forward, but you stepped back, wiping your tears and turning away from him.

a choked sob from him forced you to face him again. he sat back down, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as tears of his own started to wet his cheeks. he wiped his face quickly.

"whatever it is, i'm sorry," he cried. "but please don't leave. i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry,"

"wonwoo, please," you begged.

your resolve was crumbling. you couldn't watch him fall apart like this. you kneeled in front of him when he buried his face in his hands. it could have been the drinks he had, but wonwoo found himself unable to control his emotions. you pried his hands away from his face and forced him to look at you.

"please let me go, hm?" you coaxed, but he shook his head, still crying.

"why can't you understand?" you rested your forehead against your fists that were holding his hands. "i can't spend another second with you or else-"

you froze. you almost let it slip and wished he wouldn't ask, but of course he heard it and had to know.

"or else what?"

"nothing," you got up quickly and turned your back to him.

"stop avoiding me, y/n. talk to me, please," he begged.

"or else what?" his voice cleared.

"or else i'll fall in love with you!" you confessed, facing him while you threw your hands up in frustration.

wonwoo was standing again, frozen in place at your admission. you sniffled and sighed, eyes burning into his.

"again," your voice lowered to barely a whisper. "and you won't love me. again,"

your words hung so thick in the air it suffocated you. both of you.

"i'm tired of this, won. if you don't want me, let me go. i can't keep loving you if-"

your sentence was cut short as he grabbed your hands and pulled you into his embrace, engulfing you in his arms and his large frame. this was the first time you were this close to him, and you could feel his heart hammering against the shell of your ear.

a fresh stream of tears escaped the corners of your eyes and you sobbed into his chest. if this was how he felt, why didn't he ever tell you? wonwoo didn't know what to do, so he tightened his embrace, whispering sweet nothings into your hair.

when you regained yourself, he cupped your face in his hands as you pulled away and sniffled. he grinned at you, that heartache he called a smile tugging at your heartstrings. his cheeks were wet with his own tears, which you reached up to wipe. he chuckled and shook his head, wiping your tears with the pad of his thumb and then his face with his sleeves.

"do you love me that much?" he asked quietly. "enough to love me a second time?"

you nodded, still unable to find the right words that expressed your thoughts. you didn't have to, though, because wonwoo understood. he studied your features for a little while, caressing your cheek and tucking your hair behind your ear.

"may i?" he asked again, this time making you raise your eyebrows.

you hummed inquisitively and he leaned forward. oh.

you closed the gap between the both of you, your lips meeting his. the both of you held on to each other as if you were afraid the other would disappear if either of you let go. his hand cupped your cheek gently while the other rested on your waist, and your hands were in his hair and on his back. the both of you eventually broke the kiss and he nestled his face in the crook of your neck while you rested your chin on his shoulder.

"i love you too," he pecked your skin. "i'm sorry it took me so long to realise. please don't leave me,"

"wonwoo..."

"hmm?" he hummed against your neck, worried again when you didn't call him by his nickname.

"that tickles," you joked and a loud laugh reverberated from his chest.

i love you. enough to love you for more than just this lifetime. you thought as you let yourself giggle and tighten your arms around him.

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masterlist // part 1

#imagine #oneshots #fiction #oneshot #seventeen #seventeen angst #angst #angst with a happy ending #svt wonu #svt wonwoo #seventeen wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo #wonu #jeon wonu #svt imagines #svt #non idol au #distant part 2

[wonijinjin]

all nighter with seventeen’s 96 line

synopsis: what the title says

word count: 0.9k | genre: fluff | pairings: 96 line x gn! reader | warnings: mentions of food

“seriously, are you gonna stay up? because i doubt that you can make it.” jun raised an eyebrow, not liking how you want to ruin your sleep cycle. “look junnie i need to see the final of this show! it is not my fault it comes out at like 3am!” you shouted in excitement, pouting a bit at him. he put his hands on his ears jokingly, indicating how loud you were even though it was like 10pm already; you were usually very tired at this point of the night, but not tonight. “well, if a show is more important to you then your health…” he said, trying to make you feel guilty, trailing off. “jun don’t worry, you don’t have to stay up with me if you don’t want to. don’t risk your already not so bright sleep schedule.” you giggled while he started shaking his head, walking closer to you. “no! i wouldn’t let my baby stay up alone, plus we could cuddle until it comes out!” he kissed your forehead, pulling you close.

- worries about your health so much, afraid that you will get used to not sleeping enough and will get sick eventually

- loves your passion though; he will let it slide because you just look so cute when excited for watching the movies

- makes you stay up all day to contain your sleep cycle, preventing you from messing it up completely

“oh my god this is gonna be so fun!” hoshi squeeled while looking kind of like a maniac. you burst out laughing, finding him so cute. “ahw you are adorable my tiger. you were really waiting for me! and you really have a lot of energy in you, huh?” you said while squeezing his cheeks, giving him a chaste kiss. he just nodded while smiling, bouncing up and down just like he always does when he is excited. “let’s prepare some food for the night. when we have all the nutrients for the whole night you can drag me to the practice room to make the new choreo.” you advised, already going to the kitchen to start cooking some warm food. “alright baby tiger, understood! it is gonna be so exciting, having you with me!” he grinned, picking you up and spinning you around.

- hyper tiger, he is thrilled to have you with him and have some company as he is often lonely in the early hours of sunrise since the members usually leave after midnight

- will make the two of you take breaks though; getting silly and dancing and jumping for fun (and to keep you awake)

- very grateful that you pulled the night off for him, definitely would finish the choreo a lot faster since you are there

“are you sure you won’t fall asleep? i know you don’t really like this game that much.” wonwoo questioned as you sat down next to his gaming chair, head on his shoulder, ready to watch your boyfriend pull a gaming night till sunrise. “i am more than confident that i can do it sweetie.” you mocked him in a silly tone to which he giggled. “alright, alright. are you comfortable?” he wondered while looking down at you attentively. “yes, very much, thank you.” you replied as you snuggled into him, his focus already back to the computer screen. “are we gonna play together during the night though? like sims? or animal crossing?” you peeked up at him curiously. “of course sweetheart, whatever you want. just let me finish this game first.” he said while patting your head.

- he is very soft for you, and would love to teach you how to play some new games (if you want to of course)

- you would doze off for a bit at 2am though; he would look at you with so much adoration before nudging you to wake up and telling you how you promised yourself you could do it

- would stop to make you ramen in the middle of the night and have a deep conversation about life

“you know it is not healthy to drink that much coke, right?” you stared at woozi who was opening another can of the beverage. he stopped and gave you a confused look. “but i need it to stay awake. plus, it is better than energy drinks and you know that. you’d rather i drank those?” you sighed in defeat. “this will be your last one. not only will you stay up tonight but for the next three days with that much sugar.” you laughed. he put down the can and pulled you close to him, leaning close to your ear. “don’t worry about me babe. i will not break your stupid rules.” he smirked, his statement earning a smack on the arm from you. “okay, enough. get back to work or you will never sleep! i will be chilling here on the couch.” you shushed him. “thank you for staying.” he said while pecking your cheek.

- pretends to be annoyed but in reality really appreciates your gesture of not letting him work alone all night (again)

- shows you his process and tells you how you inspired the lyrics of one of the songs, you would instantly melt upon hearing it since it was so beautiful

- would let you baby him when he is at the turning point, barely holding on (denies it the next day and calls it a moment of weakness)

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[mountainficss]

i’ve been thinking about a pervybestfriend!wonwoo for a bit. i like the idea of sweet shy wonwoo being a disgusting pervert :)

wonwoo is a very polite boy. even as your friend he’s always doing the most thoughtful things for you. holding the door for you, offering to carry your things for you or lift things for you, walking you to your car or your front door so you don’t walk alone—he does it all! he’s the most considerate guy you’ve ever met. that’s part of the reason why you absolutely love being friends with him. befriending wonwoo was a struggle, his shy nature made him a bit hard to approach at first. but afterwards you were inseparable. any free time you had was always spent with wonwoo. you’ve probably slept at his apartment more than you’ve slept in your own. most free days with him would be spent at his apartment just lounging around or playing games together. spending so much time around you would bring wonwoo joy, but he’d constantly be finding himself flustered around you. he’d notice his mind wandering to dangerous places every second he spent near you.

his eyes would unconsciously glue themselves to your thighs while you game with him on the floor, your shorts being too short to fully cover them. he couldn’t help but imagine groping and fondling them. images of his cock thrusting between your thighs have crossed his mind more than once, and every time he caught himself staring he’d forcefully rip his gaze from your legs with a red face. his stomach would twist in guilt as he tried to bury these dirty thoughts of you.

he’d find himself fantasizing every time you wore his clothes. you’d often steal his t-shirts or hoodies every time you slept over, claiming his clothes were more comfortable than yours. every saturday morning he’d see you exit the bathroom adorned in one of his large hoodies and his imagination would be working. the amount of times he’s envisioned you bouncing on his cock wearing nothing but his hoodie is borderline shameful. he’d imagine how you’d smell like your sweet perfume mixed with his scent, how the smell of him would cling to you like you were his. he really tries to control himself but he just can’t help it. he thinks of you more than he likes to admit.

and what wonwoo doesn’t know is that you know how perverted he is. he thinks he’s good at hiding it, but how he acts around you makes it blatantly obvious he wants you. you notice how red his face gets, how he sometimes stutters and avoids your gaze when you talk to him. you always catch his eyes flitting to your chest when you wear a low-cut shirt, his eyes darting quickly back to your face and adjusting his glasses absentmindedly. you love how wonwoo acts when he’s with you, and how his chivalrous personality is merely an act. you know wonwoo’s sweet, but you also know that this shy baby’s thoughts are even more lewd than he’ll ever care to reveal to you. which is why you decided to dedicate an entire saturday to flustering him! :)

you’d wear your shortest pair of shorts and wonwoo’s biggest hoodie, giving the illusion that you were wearing his hoodie and nothing underneath. you’d find excuses to touch him, clinging onto his arm while he’s in the kitchen and “accidentally” brushing your hand against his thigh while you’re on the couch with him. by this point wonwoo’s buzzing with arousal, the movie playing on his television sounding like muffled background noise to him. he’s hyper focused on your head leaning on his shoulder and your fingers interlaced with his, rubbing small patterns onto his skin. he had no clue why you were being so touchy today, but it was making everything harder for him. he felt his cock throbbing in his sweats, and his body felt on edge being next to you. you glanced up at his face, relishing in the tinge of pink on his cheeks and his deep breaths to attempt to relax. he looked so pretty under the flickering light of the tv. “wonwoo,” you’d murmur, watching him slightly jump at the sound of your voice and try to play it off by clearing his throat. “hm?” he’d hum, his eyes traveling down to yours and darting away out of embarrassment. you’d put both hands on his thigh under the guise of pushing yourself upright, but you both knew your true intentions. “can i sit on your lap?” you’d question innocently, watching his reaction. you’d watch him swallow nervously, his adam’s apple bobbing as he processes your request. “you’ve never sat on my lap before,” he’d sputtered. “oh c’mon,” you’d grumble, tugging at his hand. “you’re my best friend. it’s normal.” and that’s how you found yourself seated on wonwoo’s lap, grabbing his wrists and twisting his arms around your torso and forcing him to hold you closer. his chest was pressed against your back, and you felt his shaky exhales tickle your neck from behind. you felt the hardness of his erection pressing into you, occasionally readjusting just so you can feel him throb beneath you. you snake your arm behind him, tangling your fingers in his hair and slightly gripping it. he’d let out a little gasp feeling you pulling his hair unexpectedly. “you think about some nasty shit, don’t you?” you’d chuckle darkly, feeling wonwoo’s heartbeat pounding against your back. “wh-what?” he stumbled, the feeling of your hand fisting his hair making him dizzy in the best way possible. you could feel him squirming a bit underneath you, his arms still wrapped around your torso. “you’re a pervert.” you’d stated, your nonchalant tone making wonwoo’s stomach drop in shock. “you look at my thighs all the time. and i catch you staring at me when i wear your clothes,” you’d laugh. you release his hair, turning around to straddle wonwoo instead. you throw your arms around his neck and press your heat against his erection, grinding down once just to see him wince. “you like when i wear your clothes, don’t you?” you taunt, a smile tugging at your lips as you study his flushed face. he quickly shook his head no, his glasses slightly falling down his nose at the small side-to-side motion. “it’s not like that,” he denied, scrambling to defend himself. “i’m not a pervert. you’re my friend, i love you,” he rambled, looking at you with a pleading expression. you’d smile reassuringly, one hand moving to his glasses to readjust them, running a finger over the hinges. “don’t lie,” you’d whisper, running the backs of your knuckles against his cheek delicately. his skin was smooth against your hand, the heat from how hard he was blushing warming your fingers. “i think you are.” you’d laugh teasingly, snatching his glasses and rolling off his lap. you’d lean your back against the arm of the couch, throwing your legs over wonwoo’s and slipping his glasses on jovially. “let’s finish this movie,” you chirped, turning your head towards the tv and leaving poor wonwoo dazed and turned on ;(

i <3 shy perverted wonwoo ;(

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[scalingsvt8thusiast]

Masterlist

Skin-Deep - Seungcheol x reader fic

summary: The one where you fall for Seungcheol amongst all the protests and insecurities. The one where you don't know that he's fallen for you too.

Part 1 - 1, 2, 2.5, 3, 4, 5

Part 2 - 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

Part 3 (Final) - 11, 12, 13, 14

Epilogue - 1, 2

Wait for your love - Wonwoo x reader fic = 1, 2

let me know if any links don't work :D

I don’t have a tag list but I might get around to making one soon but just check back soon if u like the fics 💞

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[bluewhitehues]

//A perfect day leading to a perfect night. //

|oneshot|

Summary: You think your husband is hot when he's driving especially the way he's grabbing the steering wheel.

Genre: One shot, little bit fluff, slight implied smut,18+

Pairing: Jeon wonwoo × fem reader

(Idol/non-idol whatever you want him to be)

Warnings: very slightly 18+, MDNI

You were going back home,you both had randomly decided to go see the beach. You love it,the calmness of it. Walking hand in hand with your husband on the beach,enjoying the sunset, talking to each other, teasing each other is like heaven to you.

Wonwoo was driving and the sight ..it's tempting, it's hot.

Hands grabbing the steering wheel and were you wishing it was you instead? You totally were.

They are just so pretty you can't help it ..the pale texture of his skin, the rings on his fingers and those veins were totally not helping you right now. On the top of that he was wearing a dark leather jacket, looking so handsome with his glasses on.

"Take a picture"..he says smirking a little.. "it'll last longer."

"What?" You tried acting innocent.

"You've been staring at my hands for like 15 minutes now."

"So? Not my fault you're so hot."  You don't even hesitate saying it, you're blunt like that ...or shameless as he likes to call it.

"Yeah? am I? " He asks smirking

"Mhm you know you' are ..and that's annoying."

He chuckles at that and the low rumble again is not helping your situation.

"Ok exactly why were you staring at my hands tho I could see you were dazed ...were you thinking of something particular? " He's purposely doing this.You can tell that from the cocky look on his face.

"Yeah why don't you take me home first I'll tell you everything about it." You say eyeing him.

He chuckles again. "Babe we still have an hour left control yourself."

"Well I'm not the one who's provoking, you should not provoke me right now if we can't do anything about it." You say glaring at him. And you still find him hot, you mentally smack yourself.

"Okay I'll shut up for now." He says quietly driving now.

Few minutes pass and you're dozing off when he's calling you.

"Baby, you wanna eat something? You love the street food from here I can go get it." He says glancing at you.

You perk up hearing that, "food yesss I'm also coming with you let's go."

He chuckles calling you "cute".

And then you both go inside after he parks the car, him holding you by your hand.

He asks you what you want tho he already knows, you point at potato spiral and tteokbokki.

He buys that for you, you ask him to buy something for himself so he gets another tteokbokki.

You both eat it while leaning on your car. It's about to be dark, the breeze is blowing and your hair are getting all over your face while you're trying to eat.

Wonwoo notices cause you're standing so close anyway , he leaves his food on the car behind coming to you, tucking your hair behind your ears clearing your face, "now eat" he says looking down at you.

You smile big at him,"thank you." And then you're trying to kiss him when he pulls back. "We're in public what are you doing." he says looking around.

"And? You're my husband its perfectly normal to kiss ,we're not committing public indecency.. relax wonu."

He doesn't want to upset you, if you want a kiss you'll get a kiss. He looks around one more time before leaning down to kiss you. You smile in the kiss it's very gentle the way he's kissing you,his kisses are the best..makes you wanna just keep loving him forever.

He pulls back after the short kiss. "You're a brat ..let's go now."

You both finish your remaining food and get into the car.

As soon as you reach home he's pinning you to the door, going straight for your lips, one hand holding your jaw the other going to your waist slipping inside your shirt squeezing the skin there in his hands, making you gasp in the kiss. You're grabbing him by his neck pulling him closer.

You both are pulling back for a second catching your breath then he's again continuing with the abuse of his lips, teeth and tongue onto yours.

"Tell me-"he says in between the makeout session.."what was that you were thinking in the car." He bites your lower lip sensually.

He's looking right into your eyes and you're returning it with your own dazed eyes, both panting for breath while being only a breath away from each other.

"I was thinking ...how I wanted your hands, how I wanted you to grab me the way you were grabbing that steering wheel."

"Yeah?" He smirks.."like this?" He asks pulling you closer with his hands clutching your waist in a firm hold squeezing it in such a way it created goosebumps on each inch of your skin. You're practically glued to each other, his one hand trailing down slowly squeezing the back of your thigh roughly, making you go crazy ... hooking your leg to his waist pulling you up wrapping both of your legs around him. You tighten your hold on him, hands looped in his neck. He's driving you crazy, now holding you with his hands on your ass squeezing it.

You gulp looking at him. He tilts his head at you "Cat got your tongue baby? I thought you were going to tell me everything when I take you home?"

"I- yeah that's all I wanted to say." You somehow manage to say that.

He chuckles at you,"mhm let's get you to talk more.. I bet even the neighbours are gonna hear what you've to say." He says carrying you to your bedroom.

And well he did keep his promise got you to talk and use your voice in every way possible.

A/N: I REALLY HOPE Y'ALL WOULD LIKE IT. It's my first time writing something of this genre(I love it so very much) I might write total smut someday but not ready for that rn hehe.

Also if my bestfriend is reading this ..bro it's all my period hormones not me bye.

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[uhdrienne]

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

🌼 feat: wonwoo x reader

🌼summary: going back to the countryside where you grew up was at the bottom of your list. unexpectedly, your life changes course, and you eventually find your home in weekly village cleaning, the sound of the waves, and with the local jack-of-all-trades, jeon wonwoo.

🌼 content: fluff, mild angst, yn can be mean sometimes at the start (this is inspired by the kdrama hometown cha-cha-cha, so some parts of the plot and characters are similar), wonwoo is an overall sweetheart

🌼 ongoing!

teaser. character intros.

01. cash (lack thereof)

02. on a whim

03. broadcast?

04. 53,000 won

05. he made sense though

06. charming guy

…more soon!

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