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unspoken words | jeon wonwoo

pairing: non-idol!wonwoo (svt) x fem!reader

notes: office!au (kinda?), fluff, suggestive jokes, swearing, idiots 2 lovers. alcohol consumption, jeonghan the matchmaker. the one where reader and wonwoo’s paths kept missing each other until they didn’t. loosely based on the song unspoken words by mxmtoon.

word count: 5.1k

summary: you and wonwoo always had a complicated relationship— no matter how hard you two tried, your lives had a funny way of getting intertwined.

and stubborn may you both be, wonwoo will always admit his feat when it comes to you.

part of the to x, with love mini series

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“i never asked you to stay,” wonwoo muttered as you helped him clean up after the info session that your work had conducted for a group of students.

“this is ridiculous,” you sighed more so to yourself “there’s no way you could’ve done this by yourself.” you said while you held the blue recycling bin, gathering all of the leftover flyers and other papers that had writing on them. you also had a separate bin for the coffee lids and cup sleeves to put in the recycling as well.

“you could’ve just left,” wonwoo was watching you the entire time, making a mental note that you were serious about putting away your trash. “i know seokmin is waiting for you in the lobby.”

“it’s okay.” you replied, not even bothering to look him in the eye. instead, you gathered everything in a neat pile.

“you shouldn’t keep him waiting,” the words came out so harsh when he said it. even wonwoo was surprised, he wasn’t usually like this.

“he’ll be fine,” you said dismissively, not really in the mood to argue with him.

“yn,” wonwoo calls your name as if he hated doing it. “go.”

it took everything within you to stop yourself from yelling at him. “your anger will mean nothing,” seokmin’s words would ring in your ear. so you took a deep breath, dropped what you were doing and left without another word.

“oh, seok, i was ready to pounce him.” you grumbled, stabbing the lettuce on your salad a little too aggressively.

"what, like sexually?" seokmin realized it was a bad joke. the way you were practically throwing daggers at him made it painfully obvious that you were not in the mood to kid around. "i'm sorry, yn, but you really need to lighten up."

"if there's anyone who needs to lighten up, it's him," you argued, munching on your greens. "in fact, maybe i should light him up."

"i still don't understand how you two got off on the wrong foot," seokmin points out, hoping a proper explanation will emit from you.

you shrugged because you didn’t know what to tell your friend. the first time you properly met wonwoo was at your workplace. you even thought he was cute— quiet, had the nicest smile. your other coworkers were even raving about how polite and kind he was.

imagine your surprise when the ‘polite’ cutie from the editorial floor practically threw daggers at you as soon as you stepped into the office with the cerulean blue folders. this threw off wonwoo as he did the preparation for the meeting.

“in my defence, i saved both our asses when i replaced the folders during that important meeting with the new york office,” you grumbled.

unbeknownst to you, wonwoo kept a close track of your encounters. the first time wonwoo met you was through university.

you were the president of the school’s undergraduate publication journal and you were only in your second year. wonwoo was one of the new student recruits, he was a third year. he actually thought you were cute until you had assigned him to deal with international relations— wonwoo had applied for the editorial layout section. wonwoo was not happy.

you probably don’t remember him, wonwoo knew it. how could you? you were running around, trying to figure out the logistics, gather and have people review these submissions, edit and have it all printed before the next term starts. meanwhile, wonwoo was stuck somewhere, trying to solve things on his end. you only left notes on his work, you two barely met during meetings. you two had no direct contact.

once you were in your third year, you had to step down as president and become a casual editor instead. wonwoo became the publication journal’s president that year. you two still had no direct contact.

you unintentionally beat him for that librarian assistant position that wonwoo was gunning for as it'll boost his resume.

somehow, for wonwoo, you were always one step ahead of him and he doesn't like that one bit.

so the day you pranced into the office with your signature bright smile, wonwoo felt territorial over a place where he felt like he finally was one step ahead of you.

wonwoo didn't even like that seungcheol served you the last chocolate cake the day he stopped by at heaven's cloud cafe.

"how could you, cheol?" wonwoo huffed, his arms crossed, as cheol placed the iced americano and a slice of strawberry cake on wonwoo's table.

"it's just a slice, dude," seungcheol looked at him weirdly. "and you don't even like chocolate.”

“yeah, but i wanted a chocolate cake today.”

“jeon wonwoo, quit being weird and eat your cake,” jun comments as he appears behind seungcheol, dropping his things on the floor and sitting on the opposite of wonwoo.

while jun waits for his order to arrive, he worked on the monthly report that his boss has been pressuring him to do. as jun went on rambling about how much he hates his job, wonwoo is occupied with the idea of you. how you were always a step ahead of him.

from then, jeon wonwoo declared a one-sided competition against you.

your idea of jeon wonwoo was simple— he was the cute guy from the editorial team who hates your guts. why? surely, you don’t know.

one rainy afternoon, seokmin made sure to tell you that he won’t be able to give you a ride home, so he gave you the spare umbrella that he had.

“please be kind, ynnie, and let someone stand under your umbrella if they don’t have theirs,” seok reminded you.

“you know damn well i’m always kind,” you huffed with a pout— in which seok just gave you a pointed look before he handed you an umbrella and your lunch.

it seemed that your words had come to haunt you because here you were, walking under the rain using seok’s tiny umbrella, passing by wonwoo who was waiting in front of the office building— probably waiting for the rain to stop as he had no umbrella.

“he’d be waiting all night,” you thought to yourself. you had a long internal battle whether you’d just ignore him but seok’s words were ringing in your ear.

taking a deep breath, you asked “do you want to share an umbrella?”

wonwoo’s startled eyes looked at you and your umbrella. “i’m calling a cab,” he answered. wonwoo wasn’t exactly lying, he’s been trying to get one but the rain has made it extremely difficult to find one.

“well, you’d be calling all night. cabs are extremely hard to find especially at times like these,” you answered. wonwoo hated that you were right. again, always one step ahead of him. “subways are still running, do you want to walk together?”

wonwoo stared at you for what felt like an eternity before you rolled your eyes and pulled him under your umbrella. “we’re walking, stop overthinking it.”

you two were walking quietly in the rain. you’ve been coworkers for almost a year now and you can’t remember the time you and wonwoo had a proper conversation— one that you two didn’t end up bickering about senseless things. you didn’t even know why you two were always butting heads when you two were always working closely together.

as you tried to squeeze the two of you under seok’s tiny umbrella, you noticed that his shoulder was practically soaking wet. of all the umbrellas that he’d give you, he had to choose the tiniest one he owned. this prompted you to hover the umbrella more on his side, allowing the rain to soak your exposed shoulder instead.

wonwoo noticed how you moved the umbrella towards him, making him raise an eyebrow. you were wonwoo’s greatest puzzle— he can’t guess your next move and what’s worse is that you’re always one step ahead of him. “what are you doing?” he asked with furrowed brows.

you looked up at him, suddenly aware of how tall he is. no wonder your arms were getting tired from holding that damn umbrella up. “what do you mean?” you asked, confused by his question.

wonwoo grabbed the umbrella from you— your hands touching for a brief moment. you ignored whatever was forming in the pit of your stomach. maybe you’re just hungry? wonwoo hovered the umbrella closer to you, fully aware of the fact that his shoulder was getting wet from the rain. “you’re getting soaked,” wonwoo replied curtly.

“so are you,” you pointed out as you held the umbrella and tried to move it closer to him. however, wonwoo resisted it.

“i’m fine,” he says.

“whatever you say,” you huffed “it’s not like you intended to have annoyingly broad shoulders anyway,” you grumbled more to yourself, hoping he didn’t hear it. however, wonwoo heard your frustration over his shoulders and he couldn’t fight off the smile on his face.

it was the first time he could openly admit to himself that you made him smile. it was also the first time you caught him smiling.

“oh, how adorable,” mingyu grinned upon hearing the umbrella-sharing story from wonwoo. “and you said you weren’t one for office romances,” he teased earning a glare from wonwoo.

"because i'm not," wonwoo rolled his eyes "and i don't like her," he said almost defensively.

mingyu snorted "yeah, as if i haven't heard that line before." he said while setting up the living room for a movie night between him, wonu, jun, and chan. jun and ichan were running a little late as they were buying drinks.

"well, it's true," wonwoo crossed his arms "there's something about her that makes me feel like..." wonwoo trailed off, finding the right words to say.

"like?" mingyu sat on the couch, turning towards wonwoo— clearly invested.

"like... fuck, i don't know..."

mingyu lets out a dramatic gasp. "dude," he stares at wonwoo in complete awe. "you swore..."

"and?"

"you never swear unless you're completely frustrated," mingyu pointed out, a teasing look glimmering in his eyes. "you like yn, huh?!"

before wonwoo could even answer, mingyu's doorbell rang. saved by the bell, wonwoo thought.

"oh, this is not over, jeon wonwoo." mingyu said with a smirk, making wonwoo groan.

"seok, quit looking at me like that," you whined as you hugged the pillow tighter, placing your chin on top of the pillow.

"what?" seok grinned "it's nice to know that your beef with your coworker is slowly coming to an end."

"he was probably thinking how ridiculous i sounded for mentioning his shoulders," you grumbled. "why did i even mention his shoulders?!" you groaned.

seokmin couldn't help but laugh at how adorable you were being. "oh my sweet, ynnie," he cooed, ruffling your hair.

"here you go, yn," vernon said as he handed you a pint of ice cream. you were hosting a sleepover with seok, vern, and kwan. you three were waiting for seungkwan to arrive with the rest of the snacks.

you initially thought that you'd have the ice cream later but vernon thought that you might need it sooner than later. "thanks, nonie," you smiled at him.

"for what it's worth ynnie, he finally smiled at what you said." vernon said before taking a bite of his ice cream.

"and now yn is acting up because she thought he was cute," seokmin said teasingly, making vernon laugh.

wonwoo believes that the universe is out to get him. he kept complaining that you were always one step ahead of him and now, the universe is starting to retaliate.

"take yn," his manager tells him, making wonwoo clutch tighter on his notebook.

"sir?" wonwoo must be hearing things. there's no way that his manager actually asked him to take yn, right?

"take yn ln," his manager stresses your name. "didn't you two work on the last summit?"

"yes, but sir—"

"then it's final," his manager dismisses wonwoo "you two did a wonderful job with the last summit, i'd like you two to work on this year's professional development sessions."

"you two make a wonderful team," was the final thing that his manager said. without another word, wonwoo left the office feeling defeated. how can wonwoo be one step ahead of you if the universe is making him walk alongside you?

it was no surprise that wonwoo was everyone's office crush in the editorial department. people would often turn their heads whenever he walked by. this time was no exception.

the people on your floor knew the budding tension between you two. so when wonwoo was walking towards your desk with two coffees and a bag of dessert in hand, heads definitely turned and people were bound to talk.

"here," wonwoo hands you an iced americano and a bag of what you assumed was a slice of chocolate cake, catching you off-guard. your desk computer was showing the available job listings in the other departments. "are you thinking of transferring?" he asked as he leaned closer to your monitor— closer to you. his cologne was easily filling your nostrils. you hate that he smells good. how are you supposed to despise a man who smells good?! you thought. wow, the bar is literally on the floor.

"i'm keeping my options open," you answered as you crossed your arms, snapping yourself to reality. "it's not like you're making my life any easier here," you muttered the latter sentence, though you did hope that he heard it.

it's been a month since you and wonwoo started working on the company's professional development sessions. it's also been a month of torture. you've gotten frequent migraines that you started looking up if taking tylenol frequently will kill you. you didn't like the results.

wonwoo heard the latter sentence. while the month has been torture for you, wonwoo didn't mind your company at all. sure you were butting heads most of the time, but he noticed how much you were willing to compromise just to settle a conclusion between you two. wonwoo liked pushing your buttons. he found you cute even if you wanted to bite his head off.

"is this a peace offering?" you motioned to the coffee and the cake that was sitting on your desk.

"for what?" wonwoo smirked, playing coy. "you agreed to the after-session event, fair and square."

"bitch?!" you stared at him as if he's gone mad "if anything, you made it your life's mission to annoy me into agreeing that going to an escape room is what we need after overloading our brains from the sessions."

"yn ln, you know i can go to HR because you cursed at me, right?"

"jeon wonwoo, you know we're banned from that floor unless there's a serious allegation," you said, massaging your temples. "now humour me, what's with the coffee and cake?"

"oh, i stopped by at heaven's cloud café earlier and jeonghan practically insisted that you have these," wonwoo said casually, looking away.

you stared at him suspiciously, "thanks, i guess." you haven't spoken to jeonghan in a while since you've always been swamped with work. but maybe that's why you got free coffee and desserts?

before you could even ask wonwoo another question, he quickly left without even looking back at you. deciding to ignore it, you snapped a quick picture of the coffee and the cake, shooting jeonghan a quick text, "thanks for the coffee & cake, hannie! miss u! ♡"

"jeon wonwoo, is there a reason why yn sent me a text earlier, thanking me for the coffee and cake that i didn't give her?" jeonghan asked wonwoo, who was busy typing away on his laptop. wonwoo stopped at jeonghan's place after work as their other friends will be dropping by later as well.

"i don't know what you're talking about," wonwoo mumbled, not looking at han in the eye.

jeonghan was having none of it. "i'm texting yn that you gave those things to her," he threatened, pulling out his phone.

knowing jeonghan is probably going to commit to it, wonwoo sighed and threw his hands in defeat. "fine."

“and so the plot thickens,” jeonghan smirked, crossing his arms. “so is there a reason why?"

"she was having a rough day," wonwoo explained, closing his laptop. that report will be dealt with tomorrow. "i felt bad."

jeonghan raised an eyebrow at him. "i thought you didn't like her?"

"i don't."

"funny, because that's an odd way of expressing how you dislike her," jeonghan said, making wonwoo roll his eyes.

“i can at least recognize all the work she’s been doing in planning the pd session,” wonwoo replied, defensive.

jeonghan smirked because he knew. he knew that wonwoo was walking on a thin line. in fact, jeonghan was 100% sure that his friend has gone soft for you. “okay, whatever you say.”

“ynnie!” seungcheol calls your name as he spots you, busy choosing what kind of juice you are going to buy. you decided to stop by at the grocery to grab a couple of things for the fridge.

you gave him a small wave, smiling. seungcheol, however, was eager to give you a hug. you, cheol, and han shared a couple of classes back when you three were in university. you were always supportive of their endeavours that’s why cheol & han always had a soft spot for you— they considered you like a little sister that they always had to take care of.

“how was the cake from earlier? you know i’ve been taking a lot of baking lessons recently,” cheol said with a proud smile.

“oh, it was great, cheol!” you said sincerely “i sent jeonghan a text earlier, saying thanks.”

“thanks for what?”

“for the cake…?” you trailed off, a bit off-guard by the confusion plastered on seungcheol’s face.

“why would you thank jeonghan?” seungcheol asked, even more confused.

“jeonghan wasn’t there?”

cheol shook his head no. “unless jeonghan told wonwoo, but i assumed wonwoo bought it for you. i was teasing him about it too, since he doesn’t like chocolate that much.”

“ah,” was all you could say as you felt your cheeks burning, surprised by cheol’s sudden information. is that why jeonghan hasn't replied to your text at all?

cheol suddenly felt like he just triggered a bomb. oh, he fucked up. as if on cue, his phone started ringing. mingyu was calling. "okay, i'm heading off, ynnie."

you just nodded and waved goodbye, feeling confused. it was a good thing that you won't be seeing wonwoo during the weekend otherwise you would've gone mad.

heaven's cloud café was buzzing with people when you came in.

you spent a lot of time debating if you had to improvise how you would spend your sunday morning. you would usually stop by the heaven's cloud café and spend a good chunk of your time there— reading or chatting with jeonghan and seungcheol.

however, knowing that wonwoo might stop by at the cafe, it left you questioning if you wanted to derail your usual sunday routine.

and yet, your pride got the best of you. no matter how much you didn't want to see wonwoo, you weren't going to derail your sunday routine especially if it involved coffee.

although the café was usually busy on the weekends, today was unusually busy— you wondered if there was a special promotion taking place. jeonghan hasn't even acknowledged your presence yet as han is busy manning the till while also preparing the drinks. cheol is probably in the kitchen, preparing food.

you settled on the last empty table at the very back— dropping off your things, deciding to order a bit later once the line from the till calms down.

while you were busy scrolling on your phone, someone placed a tall glass of iced americano and a slice of strawberry cake on your table.

"you should try this, it's a house favourite," someone with a deep voice said. you looked up and saw jeon wonwoo with slightly messy hair, wearing your favourite black specs and a white button-up, smiling at you. fuck, he looks good. is hell officially frozen?

"are you perhaps a twin of jeon wonwoo?" you asked, completely boggled.

"yn, what the hell?" wonwoo laughs at your incredulous take, making you even more confused. why is this wonwoo variant laughing and smiling at you? most of all, why are they bringing you food when you haven't even ordered?! "what made you say that?"

you reached out your hand and poked his cheek, making him laugh. "are you really wonwoo from sector17 press?"

"yn, seriously, what makes you think that it's not me?"

"why are you so smiley all of a sudden," you cried, weirded out. "and why are you serving me food?"

"my, do you like it when i give you a hard time?" wonwoo said, teasingly "is that a kink of yours?"

"you're fucking weird, jeon wonwoo," you smacked his arm. "i've never met the weekend version of wonwoo and i don't think i like it," you cried quietly to yourself.

"cute," wonwoo says quietly, still smiling at you. "i'll talk to you later, okay? i'm helping cheol and han for the day and i feel like they'll beat my ass if they see me slacking off." wonwoo gently ruffled your hair and walked away, leaving you flabbergasted.

you felt that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach. oh god, what the fuck just happened?

the friday night that jeonghan found out that wonwoo used jeonghan’s good name to protect his image, was the same night that seungcheol bumped into you at the grocery store.

drinks were getting passed rather at a rapid speed. for them, this night was a gem among other nights. most of jeonghan’s friends were at his place, enjoying the night away.

“ya, wonwoo,” cheol suddenly calls wonwoo, who was barely drinking— as per cheol’s opinion. “i thought tonight was the night that you were going to get loose.”

wonwoo chuckled, “i’m pacing myself.”

jeonghan snorted. “cheol, you’re talking to the guy who still cannot admit his high school crush on our ynnie.”

this earned a couple of laughs from the group, mainly from mingyu and jun.

“yoon jeonghan, just because you’re in a happy relationship—” wonwoo threw a balled up napkin at him, obviously not knowing how to reply.

“oh, wons, that reminds me…” cheol started rubbing the back of his head “i told yn that it was you who gave her the food and not jeonghan.”

as soon as the words left cheol’s mouth, it’s as if wonwoo felt annoyingly sober. he downed the tall shot of bacardi that was supposed to be mingyu’s shot.

“i don’t get why you’re tiptoeing around your feelings for her,” mingyu pointed out, filling the shot glass again. “it’s not like there’s a company policy against dating your coworkers.”

“isn’t there?” joshua asked. wonwoo shook his head no. “lucky bastard.” shua muttered, taking mingyu’s shot.

“you guys, what’s the point of doing rounds when you’re taking the shots as you please?” mingyu whines.

“i thought you didn’t like yn?” jun asked wonwoo, taking a bite of the kimchi jeon. “or is that like a weird defence mechanism against your feelings?”

"oh please," mingyu rolled his eyes "wonwoo had a huge crush on yn ever since our uni days," he pointed out, prompting wonwoo to hit him.

"weren't you two in like a school publication together?" jeonghan asked, taking the shot from mingyu.

"oh, right! you had like a one-sided beef with yn," jun's eyes lit up briefly, then proceeded to smirk at wonwoo, "ya! is that how you show your affection?"

"obviously not," cheol grins "our wonwoo is the type to show his affection through actions, not words."

"what are the chances that they'd end up working under the same company though," joshua commented with a fond smile.

"and in the same department too," jeonghan added.

wonwoo groans, before taking a shot, "i hate all of you."

"you two have a deep history, have you two never talked?" joshua asked, now invested.

wonwoo shakes his head, "we only talk about work."

"if they talk about work," mingyu laughs, "all they do is argue."

"how do you know all of this, gyu?" cheol asked in disbelief, laughing, "you work at a different company."

"i work with seokmin," mingyu replied "and seok likes to tell stories about yn."

"ya, didn't we invite him tonight?" cheol suddenly remembers, looking at his phone to check his message thread with seok.

"he's probably with yn," wonwoo muttered before taking another shot. this gets attention from the rest of the group— a series of teasing smirks and playful looks being exchanged.

like a kid on christmas morning, a bright smile appears on mingyu's face. "won, are you perhaps jealous?" he teased, with the new-found information.

wonwoo scoffed but didn't answer the question. wonwoo swore he wasn't the jealous type. but for some reason, he can't get over the fact that his friend was closer to you.

wonwoo knew that there was nothing going on with you and seok.

however, seok was your person, wonwoo would always think. you felt happier around seok. if wonwoo didn't know any better, he would assume that you liked seok. maybe she does, wonwoo can't help but think.

"you know they're just friends, right?" mingyu reminded wonwoo.

wonwoo doesn't say anything. he was just waiting for his friends to butt into the conversation. wonwoo's eyes caught jeonghan's. jeonghan smiles, that mischievous smile of his, leaving wonwoo confused.

"won, do you wanna know who she likes?" jeonghan instigates, leaning forward.

wonwoo waits, does he really wanna know?

jeonghan smiles, then says "you."

wonwoo didn't believe in signs— for him, every little decision a person makes is pulled by the desired outcome. however, you were his only exception.

"if ynnie stops by at the café on sunday, will you finally talk to her like civilized beings?" jeonghan's words rang loudly in wonwoo's ear.

"i don't believe in signs," wonwoo states simply.

"and you can't make an exception for yn?" jeonghan knew how to play the game. he's just waiting for wonwoo to swallow his pride and address his suppressed feelings.

"maybe." wonwoo answers, making jeonghan smile mischievously. and so, it begins, jeonghan thinks.

it was ridiculous— waiting for something to happen when he could've just started a conversation with you. but it's so hard when it's you. god, it's so hard for wonwoo when it's you because you make him feel things that he thought were only exaggerated by films.

wonwoo didn't know if jeonghan's revelation about you was a lie, but he'd be lying if he said that it didn't affect him— because it did. it felt like he was back in high school and he's not sure if that's something he liked.

jeonghan and seungcheol were very much aware of your routine. every now and then, you would visit the café every sunday— even during the morning rush. they were most definitely aware of what's waiting for you and wonwoo.

the two owners had tasked wonwoo to help with serving the orders as more people flooded the café. "make yourself useful while you wait for your girlfriend!" was all jeonghan said as he handed wonwoo an apron.

and so when you entered the café, wonwoo gathered all his strength to talk to you casually, even if it sent him through an overdrive.

while you were walking towards the washroom, you bumped into jeonghan who was grinning at you. you knew that man long enough to know that he's hiding something when he's smiling like that.

"ya," you pulled jeonghan to the side. "what are you hiding?"

"what do you mean?" han answers, blinking at you innocently.

"why is wonwoo being nice and smiley," you asked him with a huff, crossing your arms. wonwoo being smiley was something you didn't know would affect you this bad. "he's being too cute for my liking," you muttered the latter part.

jeonghan laughs at your dilemma. "isn't that what you wanted?"

"what do you mean—" you were confused with jeonghan's comment until it dawned on you. you remembered the time you went out for drinks with jeonghan and seungkwan. "yoon jeonghan!" you slapped his arm, making him yelp but he was still laughing.

"what?" he looks at you, acting confused as he rubs his arm. "i'm being supportive here!"

"you promised me you wouldn't tell him," you pouted.

"oh please, he was jealous of seok, i had to throw him something."

"so you told wonwoo about the time i got drunk with you and professed my undying feelings for him instead?!"

"no," jeonghan replies. his eyes moved past yours, looking past your shoulders, and smiled. "but i think you already did." jeonghan says, patting your shoulder before he left.

wonwoo was sitting across from you with a smile on his face. you've never seen this man smile at you this much, it was starting to freak you out.

"don't look at me like that," you grumbled, glaring at wonwoo.

"i can't help it," he looks at you almost tenderly. "you look adorable even when you're sulking like that."

you felt the familiar sensation in your stomach. how can jeon wonwoo just say things like these to you? does he not care about your well-being?! how you'd feel?

"that was a long time ago, by the way," you said in defence— as if the damage hadn't been done. wonwoo waits for you to continue your sentence. "you know, me having a crush on you," you continued, your tone getting quieter after each word.

"i'm sorry, what was that?" wonwoo leans closer, as if he didn't hear what you just said. you knew he was just teasing you as you noticed that he was trying to fight off a smirk.

"i don't like you, jeon wonwoo," you whispered, prompting wonwoo to only focus on your lips.

"that's too bad because," wonwoo paused briefly and leaned even more, "i like you."

his face was dangerously close to yours— wonwoo didn't care if half of his body was practically hovering over the table. he wanted to lean closer to you.

you felt frozen in your place. a part of you wanted to lean back and smack him, but there's also a part of you that just wanted to grab his stupid face and kiss it.

"ya!" jeonghan suddenly appeared beside your table "if you two are going to make out in my café, can you move to cheol's office? i'm planning to keep this place family-friendly," jeonghan snickered.

maybe you should just kiss wonwoo and smack jeonghan instead.

hello hello friends! i wrote this while i was sick in bed & was high on buckley's flu meds, so this is v cheesy. i hope you are all well & healthy! ♡

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Kyotaro Sugishita x Talkative! reader

Requested by: @ejtheoneandonly Sugishita with an s/o who is social and talkative. Her conversation skills are almost expert (youcanputgnifyouwant). S/O knows Sugishita is not talkative but she mentions she is happy by his sole presence and she appreciates that he listens. (If you need height then s/o is 1.62-).

He's such an awkward cutie, he deserves all the love 💕💜

There were times when some of your friends or his would ask if you felt good having a quiet and distanced boyfriend. Hearing such words you always told them that Kyo is the best boyfriend you could ask for. Praising him, saying that even though he's not talkative you can always count on him to listen to you talking his ears off. And not only that, you noticed, at the beginning of your relationship, that he listened to everything you said, sometimes asking questions and letting you ramble on even more, because he noticed it made you happy.

Sugishita really liked your rambling, even though it seemed like no one else but you knew it. He liked how your voice filled the silence around him and he would be lying if he said that he didn't appreciate you talking over Sakura and other first years whenever they had to meet up at Kotoha's Café Pothos with Umemiya and some other Bofurin members.

You always sat near Kyotaro and talked with him, or more like to him. Because your stories were neverending, only sometimes cut in by little words and confirmations from him.

And whenever Kyotaro stood near you while you were raving about him, he got the necessary affirmation that yeah, he really did like you and all of your talkative self.

You were both at the rooftop of Furin High School as Umemiya asked your boyfriend to take care of some of the plants. And as soon as he informed you that he had to go there you told him you'll accompany him just to spend more time in his presence.

It came even to situations where Kyotaro was getting addicted to your presence and your voice. And lack of you was causing him some slight discomfort.

Like during your last meeting.

".. and he got rid of him, just like that. Can you believe it?" You ranted about one of the more popular shows.

You were sitting on one of the nearby crates while Kyotaro was pulling out the weeds. You wanted to help him with that but he told you that you were still wearing your school uniform and he didn't want you to get dirty.

Your tirade was cut off only when you had to go to the toilet and while you disappeared behind the doors leading to the staircase Kyotaro stayed finishing his work.

"Mhm." He hummed in reply sending you a quick glance from behind his shoulder and went back to weeding the garden.

You nodded to yourself and continued on with your rambling.

"Yes, and it's not only me, who thinks that, the whole internet said.." And your voice continued to echo through the roof garden.

The silence you left behind was making him a little uncomfortable. He really got used to you chatting all the time and it dawned on him that when your person was gone he started feeling it so much. Lacking your presence and your talkative self so much.. he really got addicted to you.

Your eyes didn't leave him and he could feel it. When his gaze finally met yours he saw the face you were making as if telling him "Really?", because somehow after all the time you spent together, you could read him so well you knew what he felt even though he didn't say it out loud.

Thankfully, you came back quickly and Sugishita turned to you stepping closer in your direction. He took off his gloves and his height let him tower over you.

"Took you long enough." He said his voice monotone but him saying it at all made you smile.

"Oh, did Kyo miss me and my stories that keep him entertained?" You replied teasingly.

"No." He stared at you before quickly turning around and putting the gloves back in their place in the shed.

The two of you continued to work side by side with your neverending stories and information flowing in the background.

"Maybe." Kyotaro muttered and was rewarded by your big smile.

"Well then, hand me the watering can. I'll indulge you in my talkativeness and help you finish it quicker so we can go home."

You decided and he handed you the needed equipment. You filled it with water and started watering the plants while he collected the weeds and threw them away.

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Tags: @misticbullet

#wind breaker (satoru nii) x reader #wind breaker (satoru nii)#wind breaker x reader #wind breaker #kyotaro sugishita x reader

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brights-place · 4 months

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Floyd X Scene! Reader

Pairings: Floyd X Reader

Warnings: Floyd being an cutie patootie, Fluff

A/N: THIS IS FOR MY SCENE KID READERS YOU ALL ARE SO SWEET LIKE OML!!!

- First time seeing you he would be shocked

- Yeah he is shocked out how you look cause it makes him shocked since he never saw an ‘pop’ Troll (or whatever type of genre you are) like you…

- He would ask small questions at first too shy to ask all the ones he has but will open up abit

- I mean your multiple braclets and colourful yet dark outfit. skinny jeans, bright colored clothing, a signature hairstyle consisting of straight, flat hair with long fringes covering the forehead, and bright colored hair dye made him look in shock yet pulled in by you. - He absolutely ADORES ur style so much, he thinks your SO COOL - He LOVES seeing you all dressed up with your Studded belts, colorful shirt, thigh high converses, hair extensions, THE BIG BOWS‼️ - Floyd would absolutely SPOIL you with clothes, accessories, ect, even tho the stores you shop at a lowkey expensive like Hot Topic, Spencer's or some other stores - I mean come on floyd has that boy band money - I KID YOU NOT! I can see floyd steal some of your shirts or belts honestly, he thinks there cool af - he loved how you expressed yourself through fashion but loved it even more when you showed him the music.

- He would be interested in your style and music

- Asks questions about Scene and your outfits like how long it takes and why you enjoy it.

- Very Supportive of your style and adores your makeup

- Begs you to do his eyeliner sometimes and it’s always perfect. You sometimes like to do different eyeliner for him

- Every now and then he would take one of your accessories and you’d end up finding out

- You’d love to dress him up as an scene kid sometimes if he feels comfortable

- If he finds something that fits your style

- He loves when you two dye each others hair

- would try out the zebra stripe to match with you

- Would ask you to dye the white parts of his hair back to pink

- He loves watching you dance and enjoys seeing you shout the lyrics to songs

- Would laugh when you are covered with glow stick brackets and necklaces if you go to an rave

- The glow sticks would blend in with your outfit since it’s gorgeous af

- He loves and cares for you so much

- If someone comments on your style he wouldn’t hesitate to roast them and call out.

- Bro is sweet but he will treat someone like they are below him if he treats you very badly

- SASSY KING!

- if someone calls you emo he’d be like “Uhm the fuxk you say? MY PARTNER IS SCENE YOU UNCULTURED BI-”

- Doesn’t hesitate to be an asshole to people who are rude to you

- Loves you with all his heart and dosent care if your style and music is different he just loves you for you.

This was by request by this anon and I already had one being planned but I enjoy the request lovely <33

#fluff #headcannons #x reader #Trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #floyd trolls #Floyd #trolls floyd x reader #trolls floyd #pink floyd #dreamworks trolls #trolls movie #trolls x reader

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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year

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I look every romance or comedy manga/manhwa scene and see there is always a scene where guys want to lay thier head on the female thighs, I actually just thought what would lookism and Vhit reaction when Y/N invite them to lay thier head on thier thighs to clean thier ear or just let them rest.

Bonus: I just snickering on my imagination on what if reader booba squashed the head of the character lol. Thier face be like no reaction but in thier mind they go raving and fist bumping on the air as they basically active thier man's dream list.

HAPPY FRIDAY SAM! Thanks for the ask (was it only last Friday with Jichang?!). Just done Lookism boys... But not me now imagining a conveyor belt of PTJ boys lining up to rest their head on your lap omg

Lookism boys... resting their head in your lap hc

(Johan Seong, Jake Kim, Gun Park, Goo Kim, Vasco, Vin Jin, Warren Chae)

Johan Seong

For a dog person, he's awful cat like

Takes this position initially with a lot of distrust

Ready to bolt even as you start stroking their hair

Huh??? This? is? nice???

Uh oh, look what you have started. It becomes routine

Will just wordlessly lie his head in your lap and stare at you until you start running your hands through his hair again

Jake Kim

Absolute favourite place

Will take advantage of the free spot whenever he can

Whether he gets your full attention or while you're watching TV or whatever

Not often he gets babied, especially not at his size

You ruffle his hair, trace his scars, pinch his cheeks

Nice for you too to have it all within reaching distance

Always results in Jake dozing off

Gun Park

You offered up your lap, and was surprised he took you up on it

Now he's here, Gun's not sure how he feels being in such a submissive position

It's a big shift in power dynamics until he catches the way you look down at him -

Tender and loving, the smile on your lips as you run your hands all over him

Ok. Fine. He can live with this for now

Goo Kim

This guy...

Tucks himself into your crotch 100% of the time

Maybe it's cos he's a pervert, more likely cos he thinks it's funny

Talks to your crotch too

"Hey cutie, how you doing? You want some attention?"

Completely up to chance whether he follows through

Vasco

Very hesitant at the intimacy at first

Now he views your lap as the most heavenly pillows known to man

Sees his life flash before his eyes when you lean over and squash your boobs in his face

Internal battle whether to get up or hope you do it again

"Wait hold on, Euntae - let me get this too" (more leaning)

Of course you knew what you were doing

Vin Jin

"Check my ears for me!"

"I wanted to lie down anyway, you got in the way"

"I'm tired, piss off if you don't like it"

This bastard, he's trapped your legs underneath him and he's not letting you go despite what he says

Very anxious in this position because of how easily you can see his eyes

Worth it though to see how much you let him get away with even if you look like you want to strangle him

Warren Chae (to my anon ask 💕)

Hasn't felt this closeness in probably ever

Used to looking after everyone. It's a change, but appreciates you doting on him in this position

Your calming hands and soothing voice washes over him

You don't expect much response from Warren. He puts his head on your lap for some peace

He stays quiet but the way he looks at you says more than enough

+ Reacting to your boobs squishing them

Bites (softly... ish)

Johan Seong, Gun Park, Goo Kim, Eli Jang, Ryuhei Kuroda, DG

Motorboats

Goo Kim, Jake Kim (mood dependent), Vin Jin, Ryuhei Kuroda

Malfunctions but replays it in their head over and over again

Jake Kim, Sinu Han, Vasco, Warren Chae, Zack Lee, Daniel Park, Jay Hong

Not sure how, but you will be the one squished

Samuel Seo

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vqnrouged · 21 days

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Cater X reader who doesn't have social media?

Reader doesn't know anything about news or related to that, so he's like

"have you seen this about ___?" "Who?" "That famous guy" "am I supposed to know who he is?" JUST AN EXAMPLE LMAO

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍 𝐒/𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 ── ᡣ𐭩

↳ 661 words

↳ romantic . ݁₊ ⊹ .

↳ content | how cater interacts with an s/o who has no social media!

↳ HII STAR!! this is a perfect request for cater omg. anyways, enjoy!

♱ ˖° one of the very first questions that cater asked you upon your meeting was what your magicam handle was, you were already charming him so of course he had to get to know you. however, your only response was “what’s magicam?” the poor heartslabyul student nearly had whiplash from how fast he turned his head to look at you, his face was completely engulfed with shock. never in his life had he met someone with no social media, for him it was practically his life force, a way to express himself and show off all of his fun adventures at night raven. so just hearing that was an utter surprise, but he quickly bounced back and offered to exchange numbers instead. he wasn’t going to ditch his chance to get to know you, whether you had social media or not wasn’t going to be enough to drive cay cay away.

♱ ˖° and lucky for him, this lead to him forming a very loving relationship with you. your dynamic was odd to some others, considering how important social media was to your boyfriend and your lack of it made them very confused. but this worked out well for the both of you, now cater had the perfect person to gossip to and you had one of the sweetest guys in school as your boyfriend. his friendly attitude also translated well into your gossip sessions after school, but they were dates more than anything. specially for these dates, cater would convince trey to make a small plate of pastries because he knew you liked them and he himself would prepare a pot of tea to go along with. you need tea to spill it, right? either way, these gossiping dates become the highlights of your week as well as his own. he feel like he can be truly honest with his opinions as he recounts all these stories and news he reads, he can just be cater with you.

♱ ˖° he will always ask if you want to take selfies with him, and if you say no he completely respects it. but if you don’t mind your photo being taken, he is constantly snapping them throughout the day so he can post them on his magicam. you’re in potionology? you look so cute, let me snap a pic! you’re sitting at lunch together? honey, you’re adorable. let me take a photo of that pretty smile! he posts photos of you together or of just you all the time, his followers are never without an update about what the two of you are doing or where you’re going.

♱ ˖° cater is always keeping up with the trends, no matter what he is always aware of what’s popular at the time. which also leads to him catching up on the latest news, he is almost never in the unknown when it comes to celeb break ups, divorces, or affairs. at this point, cater is a walking news article when he comes to you with new information. he is very expressive about it too, he acts like it’s the end of of the world. but, you find it quite endearing that you’re the first one who gets to hear about whatever news he just found out about. he also isn’t afraid to back track a bit if you don’t understand or remember something he told you, he truly appreciates that you try to listen to every word he says. he knows he can talk a lot, and can be rather annoying at times, but he’s just happy you’re there.

“hon, have you heard the news about neige? it’s seriously so terrible…”

“who?”

“neige, neige leblanche. y’know, the celeb i raved to you about yesterday?”

“oh, that guy? i thought he just got broken up with?”

“no, cutie. you got your celebs mixed up, but it’s okay! cay cay can explain it again, if you’d like!”

“i’d be happy to listen, cater.”

@𝐯𝐪𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐝 ♱

#@𝐯𝐪𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐝 ♱#cater diamond x reader #cater x reader #cater diamond #cater diamond twst #twst cater #cater twst #cater twisted wonderland #heartslabyul #heartslaybul x reader #twst x you #twst wonderland #twst x reader #twst #headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland

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ohimsummer · 5 months

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SATORU IN HIS (blind) BAG

summary; opening up Sanrio Christmas themed blind bags with your bf <3 (and also annoying Satoru shenanigans)

— “Satoru!”, travels his name down the hall. “Satoru Gojo!”

At the sound of your call, confusion twists lightly in the pit of your boyfriend's stomach. You usually only bring out the full government name when Gojo’s in trouble, but you don’t sound upset…

Quite the opposite, in fact?

“Satoru!” You thrust a red and green box decorated with Sanrio characters at him the moment Gojo steps foot into the kitchen.

A grin spreads on his face, matching your own, and Gojo takes the large box from your hands. “Oh? Looks like your package came, love-“

He’s barely finished the sentence before you’re talking over him and snatching the box back. “Yes! Come, come open it with me, please!”

And how could Satoru say no to you, his baby, especially when you’re basically bursting with excitement? Stars amidst your eyes, a beaming smile that plumps up round cheeks. You’re too cute for your own good.

The chair at the kitchen island lightly scrapes against the floor, and Satoru leans his head atop yours after plopping down next to you. He tosses an arm over your shoulder, bright blue eyes intrigued as he eyes the festive-themed parcel alongside you and listens to your enthusiastic ramblings.

“They’re keychains.”, you begin explaining to him. “I’m not sure what I’ll do with the others, but I’m at least hoping I get these two for myself.” You point at the yellow dog and green frog. “This one for you.”

Satoru’s stare jumps to the new one you’re pointing at, and he can see why you’d want him to have that one. It’s basically him: the white, excitable dog with round blue eyes and wearing a cute blue Christmas hat. That one—Cinnamoroll—is basically a Sanrio personification of himself.

“He’s a cutie.” Satoru chuckles into your hair, and his thumb rubs hearts into the skin of your shoulder. “Like me, huh?”

“Yeah, you’re both funny lookin’. ”, you counter instantly and poke his nose, giggling as he scrunches it beneath your finger.

He wants to quip back with something annoying, but you’re back to ranting and raving about Keroppi and Purin and how they’re so god damn cute. Satoru studies the small bag between your hands, the plastic material loudly crinkling beneath your fingers as you aim to discover which figure is inside.

“I feel big, round ears,” You ponder more to yourself than Satoru. “,but that could be like...three different characters.”

For your sake, Satoru hopes it’s Pompompurin, the one you favor more than any other character. He grins, scoots his chair a little closer so he can snuggle you better. He finds his own nerves jittery with excitement as you tear open the first bag and pull out…

“My Melody…” You visibly deflate. It’s hard for Gojo not to laugh at your dejected frown, and afterwards your side eye because 'nothing’s funny, Satoru'.

The next few minutes are spent feeling around on each bag before pulling out characters neither of you were aiming for. Pochacco, Kuromi, Bad Batz Maru, and then finally-

“Keroppi!”, Satoru’s strong grip surely prevents you from falling out of your seat in excitement. You shove the cute green frog in his face, clad in a red Christmas hat and holding a snowball. “This is so cute, look at him, Satoru!”

While he studies the keychain, swaying it in his fingers, you continue mindless ramblings that this is finally a good sign. And you’re correct, because the next bag you open holds a beloved Pompompurin wrapped in Christmas lights and Satoru thinks you might just explode. You clasp the little yellow dog to your chest, bouncing and twisting in your seat and so ready to add him to your already obnoxiously full key ring. Satoru sets the Kerropi accessory down and holds his hand out for the Purin one, smirking as you gently place it in his hand. It’s such a cute, fat, little figurine. He can see why you’d like the dog character so much.

“And, last but not least..”, you murmur and tear open the last bag.

“Better be Cinnamoroll.” Satoru tosses the Purin chain up in the air only to let it fall back into his palm each time.

“And you would be correct!”

You hold the adorable white dog up in the air; sunlight streams through the blinds and causes for a dramatic lighting to show behind the figure, lighting it up like an angel departing from heaven. The keychain is handed off to Satoru, who eyes it curiously. It really does look just like him. A mini, Sanrio version of him in a bag.

#jjk x reader #jjk x reader fluff #satoru x reader #satoru gojo fluff #gojo satoru fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x reader fluff #gojo imagine #satoru imagine #satoru gojo imagine #jjk imagine

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waratah-moon · 1 year

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Black Cat and The Dragon

Y/n compliments Matt, Matt compliments Y/n... Romance ensures (Requested by anon) / masterlist, request/ send me love letters

Pairing: Matt Smith x actress!reader (SMAU)

Warning: suspension of disbelief is needed - let’s imagine LNIS came out after HOTD cool? Cool. And let’s all pretend we look like Anya Taylor-Joy. (She's my fancast for Black Cat so this all worked out lol)

Marvel Studio’s Black Cat is the most streamed show in Disney+ history

Black Cat has been renewed for season 2 amid rave reviews

Tagged @ecairnsart, blackcat

Liked by marvelstudios and 7,362,628 others

yourinstagram: Felicia would like to thank everyone for all the support in the least sarcastic way possible. Black Cat will return 🐈‍⬛

blackcatcostar: Mommy???

↳ yourinstagram: Yes, child?

tomholland2013: Bloody well deserved 🏆

zendaya: Proud of you sis ❤️

username: Here before the Emmy nom

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hotdfans: Black Cat star Y/n L/n was asked what she’s been watching lately and she said House of the Dragon!

“You know what I binged on the flight here? House of the Dragon. I think it was my third or fourth watch through. The acting is incredible. The choices Matt Smith makes as Daemon are so interesting. He plays that role really well. I’d love to work with him.”

Liked by username and 12,381 others

yndaily: Matt Smith complimented Y/n during his comic-con q&a and said he’d love to work with her in the future!

Fan: What actor or actress, that you haven’t already worked with, would you like to work with in the future?

Matt: Y/n L/n. I just finished Black Cat and she is phenomenal. And she seems to choose interesting projects, so I think it would be fun.

Fan: Y/n actually said the same thing about you recently.

Matt: She did?

3 months later…

Matt Smith has been cast alongside Y/n L/n in new thriller

1 month later…

Filming for Edgar Wright's new thriller begins in London

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yndaily: Matt Smith and Y/n at the BAFTAs. Can’t wait to see them in Edgar Wright’s new movie!

username: They look so cute together 🥺

username: I heard there was heavy flirting going on at the after party lol

↳ username: Didn’t someone get pics of them leaving together?

Tagged thomasin.mckenzie

Liked by edgarwright and 6,311,561 others

yourinstagram: That’s a wrap! Already missing my better half 💔🪞

thomasin.mckenzie: Missing you ❤️

username: This movie is going to be an absolute vibe

3 months later…

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enews: Y/n L/n and Matt Smith confirm they are dating with a passionate kiss last night in London. The pair sparked romance rumours after they were seen getting cozy at a BAFTAs after party earlier in the year.

Tagged yourinstagram

Liked by edgarwright and 72,461 others

britishvogue: The stars of Edgar Wright's 60s thriller, Y/n L/n and Matt Smith, talk the dark side of nostalgia. Click the link in bio to read the full interview.

Liked by blackcatcostar and 12,639,172 others

yourinstagram: Last month in London

thomasin.mckenzie: Cuties 🥰

blackcatcostar: TEXT ME

username: Are they together???

↳ username: Pics leaked of them making out so they’re doing something lol

↳ username: Probably each other

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enews: Y/n L/n and Matt Smith arrived together at the Venice Film Festive for the premiere of their new movie. The pair were caught kissing after a night out in London last month, but have yet to publicly confirm their relationship.

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yourinstagram: Venice is for lovers 🤍

thomasin.mckenzie: ❤️❤️❤️

blackcatcostar: Iconic 👑

username: Parents

1 year later...

Tagged tomholland2013, yourinstagram

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marvelstudios: It’s official! Black Cat will be swinging onto the big screen in Spider-Man 4 🕷️ 🐈‍⬛

yourinstagram: I. CAN. NOT. WAIT.

tomholland2013: My spidey senses are already tingling

zendaya: SO EXCITED ❤️

lifeisaloha: Hi Felicia 👀

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yourinstagram: weekend away with my loves ☀️ 💕

thomasin.mckenzie: you’re glowing!

↳ Liked by yourinstagram

zendaya: gorgeous girl 💕

username: pinterest is shaking

masterlist, request/ send me love letters

#Matt smith #matt smith x reader #matt smith smau #actress!reader #actress!yn #smau #matt smith fic #Maggie writes

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joshusten · 9 months

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got my head in a daze (guy/honey, redacted audios)

Guy takes care of a drunk and obliviously sentimental Honey.

(fluff, humor, taking care of drunk character)

2.5k+ words [ao3 link here!] [masterlist]

[CW and notes: implied alcohol consumption, honey kinda gets a lil vulnerable, drunken shenanigans, swearing, geordi and cutie briefly appear at the beginning bc i miss them lol, whipped and flustered Honey, whipped and flustered Guy, they love each other so much i’m shaking, possibly OOC**, GRAMMATICAL ERRORS not rlly proofread]

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"Thank you for calling Max's Rustic Pizza, my name is Guy, how can I– OH! Fuck! Hi! Sorry, forgot to turn off my 'work' brain–"

"Wait, what? Are they okay? Oh, okay, okay. How long will you be here?"

"Oh, cool, cool, okay. I'll meet you outside. Thanks a lot, Geordi. Stay safe."

The call ends and Guy scrambles around the apartment for a change of clothes. He's still wearing his work uniform. The stench (he doesn't really smell that bad, does he?) of sweat, basil, and, well, pizza feels embedded into them.

Unfortunately, no matter how dashing he looks in the black polo shirt (according to what the very lovely old lady that lives across them said), Guy remembers Honey always complaining about the smell. This probably means they won’t appreciate being greeted by it once they arrive with their friend.

He opts for a simple shirt that’s fresh from the laundry and grabs a soft blanket for Honey. The nights have been chilly lately and with his burning hatred for being sick, he definitely doesn’t want his partner to experience that either, especially in their state.

The sound of tires on asphalt snaps Guy out of his fussing and he realizes he’s near the entrance of their building. He opens the door to greet the Corolla pulling up near the sidewalk. Its side windows rolled down to reveal Geordi at the wheel looking back at Cutie, who was comforting Honey in the passenger seat.

A very drunk Honey, that is.

“Psst. We’re here.” Cutie whispered gently as not to startle the very much intoxicated person currently resting on their lap. Honey opens their eyes and squints at their surroundings, letting out what Guy would probably describe as the cutest sound in existence (it really was just a whine but sue him for gushing on his partner over the simplest of things.)

“Really…?”

“Yes, really. C'mon, your escort's there," The telepath says, nudging them to look at the man currently standing outside the car wearing an oversized Star Trek shirt with a blanket slung over his shoulder.

"Es…what?"

It was evident that the trio were trying, and failing, to suppress their amusement at how… out of it their usually uptight friend is. It's adorable, even.

Guy lowers himself to get Honey to sit up and Cutie immediately helps him. Then, slowly but surely, the pair gently shifts them out of the car to stand up on the sidewalk.

"Okay, there you go, hon," Guy finally balances his swaying partner (or at least, how balanced one can be while inebriated). "Thanks a lot. Can you guys go home safely?"

"Yeah, no need to worry about us! Cutie's just a lil tipsy but Honey's the only one actually affected by how much of a lightweight they are," Geordi answers, wiping some fog that formed on his glasses. Guy glosses over the very endearing fact that their ever-so-grumpy partner is a lightweight to realize how cold it is outside. The blanket!

He wastes no time wrapping the soft fabric around Honey and they instantly snuggled up to it. “Woah…thanks…S’cold a while ago…” They happily said, their words slowly coming out like molasses.

Guy chuckles, averting his gaze from the peaceful smiling face of their partner to Cutie’s shit-eating grin. “Thanks again. I’m glad they didn’t get themself into trouble.”

"No prob, Guy, really. Though I am not gonna miss how much they were raving about their wonderful boyfriend throughout the car ride. No matter how cute it was, that was still 30 minutes I can’t take back. I don't need to be a mind reader to know they can’t wait to see you.”

Geordi lets out a few snickers that make Guy wonder if there was an inside joke he wasn’t getting. He dismisses the thought, Never mind that! His Honey was being all mushy! About him! That leaves him blushing, cheeks hot with a small smile growing and Honey quietly observes the man beside them. They amusingly think their strange escort looks enchanting when flustered.

“O-okay, then! Welp, get back home safe!” Guy waves a hand, the other around Honey’s waist tightened to keep them on their very unstable feet. “I’ve got my very drunk paramour that’s in dire need of some tender loving care to attend to."

The couple waves them goodbye as the side windows close (with a scandalized “Geordi!” accompanied by a playful slap coming from Cutie despite the aforementioned man keeping his mouth shut though, shortly right after, he bursts into a fit of giggles.) Guy really doesn’t get how they both seem to communicate without sharing any words between them but he shrugs it off for now. He has more pressing matters to deal with.

“C’mon, Honey! Time to get you in our humble abode!" Guy begins to guide their partner to the entrance and opts for the nearby elevator instead of the stairs. He definitely doesn't want to risk any possible accidents from that.

They were both quiet for the whole three stories up. Guy worries about how exhausted Honey must've felt with how they were leaning on his shoulder, eyes closed as they breathed softly, almost snoring. Cute.

The journey to their unit was surprisingly quick. Guy takes out his keys after gently shaking the bundled-up figure beside him. "Hey,” he whispered, “We're here, sleepyhead."

The door opens and so do Honey’s eyes, blinking out any weariness that weighed on them. They stride over to the couch with the short-lived confidence of a drunkard, leaving the man holding them surprised. They don't remember walking being so difficult. Why was the ground so…move-y all of a sudden?

Guy's eyes widen as he realizes Honey is out of his grasp. They managed to take a few steps before he could see their movements getting sluggish again. "Woah, hey, hey! Slow down, let me help." He takes hold of their arms to balance them as he gently set their partner on the couch.

“There ya go,” Guy smiles, kneeling down on his knees to help them out of their footwear that has probably grown uncomfortable. However, the moment he starts to take off their shoe, Honey's foot jerks back. They have their usual annoyed expression but something seems off about how they look at him.

“Hey, back off! I have a… boyfriend, y’know?”

. . .

What.

"What?"

"Look, dude, thanks for… bringing me up here but I'm gonna…wait for my boyfriend, okay?"

Holy shit, they're fucking wasted.

"Honey, it's me," Guy insists. No doubt the real, very much existing live audience he always monologues for would find this situation hilarious if he wasn't desperately trying to take care of his partner without them freaking out.

"Ha-ha, okay, man, you’re really cute and shit but I want my boyfriend here, not some random fucking guy!”

Despite literally rejecting him in their drunken stupor, his grumpy darling of a partner still makes way for his heart to flutter. How the hell is he going to handle this when some simple flattery from them leaves his mind reeling? “But I’m not some guy! I am Guy!” He sees that the statement confuses Honey’s already muddled mind some more. At moments like these, Guy wonders what in the ever-loving fuck his parents were on when they decided to name their child like that.

The man backtracks, "Look, your…boyfriend is a lil busy right now. He’ll be back soon but he told me to take care of you while he’s gone, would that be okay?”

Honey squints their eyes, and their foot slowly sets itself back on the floor. “Hm. fine…but don’t pull any moves on me, got it?” They pointed a threatening finger at him. “I like my boyfriend a whole lot and I don’t want him coming home to some bullshit, you hear me?”

Their strange escort smiles wide and Honey is suddenly overtaken by the instinct to cup his round cheeks, as if it was second nature. Honey shakes their head. There’s something about this man, they just don’t know what, but he makes them feel…weird.

“You got it, boss!” Guy beams with a mock salute before untying the laces of their shoe. After a few moments of comfortable silence, he decided to speak up. “Y’know, that must be one lucky boyfriend. You seem to be fond of him.” He means it. He really is lucky to have them in his life.

Honey looks away with furrowed brows, mumbling softly, “I’m the lucky one…”

“Hm? What do you mean?” Guy tilts his head to the side. Well, that got him curious.

“He’s… he’s really nice to me, even when I’m not.” The urge for Guy to rebut was strong but he decided to shut the fuck up for once to let them continue. “He acts goofy as hell most of the time, too. Like some fucking gremlin or something…”

Their eyes meet and his breath hitches. They’re beautiful.

“And he makes me feel really, really good. He asks for kisses all the time and he cooks me breakfast and his voice sounds so nice in my ear even when he talks a lot a-and he makes my stupid heart feel stupid warm when he looks at me with those pretty eyes like–” They pause to take a breath.

“Like I’m actually enjoyable to be around.” Honey’s flustered. The heat practically radiates off of them as they lock their gaze on the floor. “He's stupid handsome too, it’s not fair! S’like he got it all!”

They pushed a finger up to the man’s lips in an attempt to shush him (They also ignore how pleasantly soft it feels against their skin), "But don't tell him I said that!"

Guy merely chuckles to mask the reality of how fast his heart is beating right now. Fuck, if he keeps getting these sweet compliments from a blushing Honey in such generous amounts, he might actually pass out. Definitely not a bad way to go. He awkwardly cleared his throat, noticing that they were expecting a reply from him, “I-I won’t. I promise.” They seem satisfied by that, crossing their arms as they avoid his eye contact again. Guy racks up his mind on what to do next, his thoughts currently in disarray no thanks to the overwhelming affection he’s receiving. “How ‘bout you go wash up and change your clothes so we can get you to bed, hm?”

Honey nods, and allows the man to guide them to the bedroom (not without a sharp “No funny ideas!” from them and a giggly but reassuring “Of course, of course!” from the man). Guy makes sure to leave the bathroom door open just in case something happens as Honey sloppily brushes their teeth while he prepares some sleepwear for them.

Once they were done, Guy stepped out of the room to give his partner some privacy and brings back a glass of water with some painkillers to leave by their bedside table for tomorrow. He waits outside the bedroom door, knocking one, two, three times, “Can I come in?”

After hearing the soft “Sure” from inside, the door creaks open to reveal their Honey, clad in pajamas, lying in bed. He sets the pills down and inches the glass toward their lips.

“Hey, don’t sleep yet. You gotta get hydrated first.”

Guy notices they were a bit more compliant, probably too tired to try intimidating him with…their boyfriend. After a few sips, Honey yawns, their head gently landing on the fluffy pillows surrounding their drowsy state. The fatigue was really catching up on them, allowing slumber to take over easily.

In their dreams, they swear they feel a warmth caress their skin and a soft, fleeting pressure on their forehead.

“I love you.”

–

The first thing Honey hears through the headache is the sizzle of the omelet that Guy is currently giving out a performance to in his rendition of a song he’s playing on his phone.

The man turns off the stove, expertly sliding the dish on a plate placed nearby while still shaking his hips to the music. He continues his singing, oblivious to the fact that their partner is currently observing them with a grin despite the pounding in their head.

“He’s a semi-aquatic egg-layin’ mammal of– AH!” Guy almost drops the plate the moment he notices someone by the hallway. “Honey!”

They wince at the sudden greeting and Guy sheepishly smiles at them as an apology. “You wanna eat? I cooked some eggs.”

“That would be nice, thanks. Sorry for interrupting your…Disney Channel concert.”

Guy dramatically gasps, setting down another plate in front of where Honey sat at the table. “That was not just some Disney Channel concert! It’s my Phineas and Ferb playlist! That was a serenade to Aphrodite, an angel’s choir! That show’s soundtrack contained the very secret chord that David played! Receiving the highest praise from the greatest minds of our time, including, but not limited to, yours truly! I can’t believe you would slander the artistry of–mmph!”

He smiles in the kiss and he tastes the fresh mint in their mouth. They brushed their teeth again before coming here. Had they planned to kiss him all along? They pull away, dragging a needy whine from his lips. Fuck, the day hasn’t started yet and they’ve already got his heart pumping. A good morning indeed.

“Okay, okay, I get it, you menace!” Honey lets out a giggle that has Guy taking back everything he said. His taste in music is definitely their laugh. “It’s too fucking early for you to be monologuing like this.”

They smile again and he knows it’s a joke, especially after everything that they’ve confessed to under the influence a few hours ago. He smirks mischievously, “Oh? That’s not what you said last night~”

Honey raises a brow, their fork with a piece of the beaten egg stopping midway towards their mouth. “What, did I do something stupid?”

The man excitedly scoots his chair near them, “Hm, what was that about my voice sounding so nice in your ear?” Honey squints their eyes in confusion before they widen, the foggy memories from last night coming back to them. Heat rapidly rises to their horrified face, much to their smug boyfriend’s delight.

“Shut the fuck up!”

“Or–how did you put it–me being stupid handsome?”

“Guy, please–”

“Oh! Or what about making your heart feel stupid warm?”

At this point, Honey hid their face in Guy’s neck, playfully slapping the arms wrapped around their waist.

“You’re an asshole.” Their words held no heat and were less mean considering they came out muffled from their significant other’s shoulder. The latter simply laughed.

“To be fair,” Guy whispered in their ear, “You make my stupid heart feel stupid warm too.”

Honey sits back up, more flustered than ever and Guy relishes the view. His lover muttered a quick “Fucking dumbass.” before kissing him again, considerably more tender than the last.

- “Gitchee, gitchee goo means that I love y– OW! Ow, ow, ow! Okay, pausing the playlist, going back to the romantic mood!”

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i rlly like this fic!! idk the idea of a flustered tsundere honey was just so delicious AND GUY GETTING EQUALLY FLUSTERED BC EUEUEUFHSDKFHJ HIS BABYHONEYDARLING IS BEING SO MUSHYYY LMAO again tho, feel free to leave me feedback!! whether it's a grammatical error or how true/consistent i am to the characters, it will always be appreciated!! have a nice day/noon/night!! >:))

#redacted audio #redacted guy #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redacted honey #redacted audio fanfic #ITS FINALLY DONE OH GOD #IM FREE IM GONNA CRY #sten writes!

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Hype Boy

🕊Summary: Changbin takes Binna and mama Seo to a new jeans concert…where he possibly enjoys it more than his girls

🕊 Warnings: Marshmallow fluff, pet names, baby Binna being the cutest bub, concert setting( Changbin reserves a VIP box don’t worry), fem!reader, Husband!Binnie

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Everyone knows Changbin is the world’s biggest new jeans fan– and secret member. But, he loves you and Binna more. However, he has been getting Binna into New Jeans since she was in the womb.

Yes, the womb

You remember being 7 months pregnant, cuddled up to your oh so loving and doting Binnie in matching my melody pajamas. He picked them out, dduuuuhhhh. If there was one thing Binna could recognise from inside the warm home that was your womb it was Changbin’s voice.

It was currently 9 o’clock at night and you were trying to wind down for the night. But, no, your sweet husband had other plans. “Bin, my love….. It’s quiet time. I can’t sleep when Binna is kicking me.” You whined, from your spot on your shared bed. That was covered in a soft pale sage green colored bed spread. Changbin was perched over your belly, his hands bracing either side, as he sang Ditto for what seemed like the upteenth time.

“Stay in the middle

Like you a little, don't want no riddle

Say it, say it back, oh, say it ditto

Can't wait 'til the morning, so say it, ditto,” he sang to your belly, feeling the kicks of his unborn daughter. Yes, you loved that muscle marshmallow cutie little gym bro with all of your heart. But, you just wanted to sleep. “Bin, binnie, binnie, please. I want to sleep.” You tried calling out to him, your left hand in his hair, running through the soft and slightly curly black locks.

Only then did he peek up at you with his big dark chocolate boba eyes. “Huh? Did you say something, bunny?” he asked with a soft blush on his cheeks, tinting them a pretty rosy colour. “I said, I want to sleep, yeobo.” You softly pleaded, eyes tired from your lack of sleep– even if you napped multiple times that day.

“But, jagiya, we have to get her ready for the concert,” Changbin pouted, pressing soft and delicate kisses to your belly. “Binnie, the concert isn’t for a whileeee. please , we- you can prepare her more once she’s here.” You crooned, feeling him nod against your tummy.

Before he moved away from your belly, he whispered to Binna, “ appa will make sure you’re ready for the concert, princess. Don’t worry.” Then, he was laying himself next to your relaxed and slightly aching body, before giving you a goodnight kiss.

You have been dealing with Changbin ‘preparing’ Binna for a while. He sang to her all the time and a lot of the time it was New Jeans. Not only would he sing, he would dance. While her chubby body was sitting in her bunny shaped bath-seat, while she was in her rocker while you were doing laundry, any time and occasion you can think of Changbin was performing for Binna.

Here’s the thing, the concert wouldn’t be for a while….and Binna would be a year old when it took place. But, no no, he was sure his princess was ready.

Binna, now, was 11 months old and the concert and the tour dates, concert locations and ticket buying sites had been uploaded. And, man …..Changbin was soooooo excited when he came bounding into the living room that day.You’ve seen him excited before, like when you told him you were pregnant, when you said yes to his proposal, when you found out you were having a baby girl. But, this seemed a little different– maybe in a fanboy way.

You should’ve known why he was so excited, especially with the way he was gushing and ranting and raving about the concert and taking Binna to her first concert.

At the time, you had been sitting on the couch folding laundry while Binna was in a rocker next to you. Then, Changbin came running in, excited giggles leaving his mouth. “Honey, yeobo, jagiya guess what?!?!” He giggled out, his phone securely held in his hand. Upon hearing her appa’s voice, a curious Binna looked up at where her appa stood, seeming so excited. “What is it that got you so excited, binnie?” You asked, before he leant down to pick Binna up into his arms.

Binna just looked up at him, flashing him a cute smile as he pressed a kiss to her nose. “I got us New Jeans tickets! You hear that, Binna bear? We’re gonna see New Jeans,” he cooed, tickling Binna’s stomach as he wiggled in his hold, soft high pitched squeals falling from her mouth.

Sure, it sounded fun. You, Changbin and Binna at a concert– her first concert– but was it safe? Safe for a year old baby? Changbin knew you too well and could easily tell and see it on your face, that you were unsure. “Aish, jagiya. I have it all taken care of. I reserved a VIP box. We’ll be safe and sound and Binna can even wear headphones, since it’ll be loud.” Nodding your head, you bite your lower lip, in thinking. “O-okay Binnie. I trust you and I know you’ve been looking forward to this, probably more than Binna. Right baby girl?” You smiled, as you stood up from the couch, to give them each a kiss.

The next month was hectic. Preparing for Binna’s first birthday, planning the party, etc etc. But, the party went smoothly. A pretty pink princess theme for Binnie’s precious princess as he said. It was a blast, but that didn’t mean concert preparations stopped. No, Changbin still performed for Binna, got you all matching New Jeans inspired outfits. He even tried to teach her some simple moves from different choreographies. She had no clue what was going on, but still loved every minute of watching her silly appa dance and sing around.

Then, came the concert day. Changbin tasked himself with getting Binna ready, while you readied yourself and the baby bag. He had done a pretty good job of choosing her outfit, if he did say so himself. He was already dressed, wearing medium washed wide leg jeans,a white tee shirt that had a bunny printed on the front, along with black and white sneakers and a baseball cap with fluffy ears attached on top.

He was ,currently, in Binna’s nursery getting her dressed. She laid on her dressing table as Changbin slid a pair of baby jeans over her chubby legs. “Are you excited, princess Binna? Ready to see New Jeans,” he asked as he pressed kisses to her round belly, causing her to let out giggles and kick her legs around. “I think Binna bear is so excited,” Changbin giggled, reaching to grab the shirt he picked out for her.

As he usually does, he started singing.

“I got no time to lose

I had a long day

I miss you

Ra-ta-ta-ta echoes my heart (Ra-ta-ta-ta)”

He sang, sliding a pick shirt over her head, and putting her arms through the sleeves. Binna giggled, reaching up to her appa, as he continued singing. “I got nothing to lose.I like you, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah.Ra-ta-ta-ta echoes my heart (Ra-ta-ta-ta)

But I don't want to,” he kissed her cheeks repeatedly, as he softly brushed her soft curly hair. Pressing her chubby hands to Changbin’s cheeks, she giggled and sang with him. “Ra ta ta ta,” she babbled out, causing Changbin’s heart to soar.

His princess was ready

Smiling, he picked her up, cuddling her against his chest as he slid her own hat on her head. It was a light wash denim with small charms and bunny ears. “Wah, my princess is so cute. Should we show Eomma your outfit, Binna bear?” He cooed, bouncing her in his arms as she giggled and clapped, “eomma eomma ga,” Binna babbled out, clapping her hands.

She really was his daughter.

Making his way into your shared bedroom, where you had just finished getting ready, he called to you in a sing-song voice. “Jagiyaaaaaa, Binna and I are readyyyyy,” he giggled, as Binna smiled and clapped, “eomma eomma ga,” was all she giggled out, seeing you.

Smiling, you turned around to be met with the cutest sight you ever did see. There was your husband in his outfit and your baby princess in her outfit. “Waaah. Look at my Binna! Did appa pick this out for you,” you squealed, rushing over to them as you took in his choice of her clothing. Pressing a kiss to her forehead and Changbin’s lips, you took Binna into your arms and smiled as she clung onto you. “Ooooh, my princess. Hi baby girl.” You swooned, cuddling her closer to your chest, before turning to Changbin. “Jagiya, the baby bag is ready. We’re ready to leave when you are,” you smiled at him as Binna continued clinging to you. “I’m ready, yeobo!” He smiled, grabbing the baby bag and practically sprinting downstairs. “You appa is so silly, huh, princess?”

About an hour of driving to the stadium, then finding a parking spot, checking in and making your way to the VIP box; you, Changbin and Binna had settled into your seats. The stadium was huge, as well as packed and loud. But, thankfully you and your family were tucked away from all of the fans. The goal was to enjoy the concert and not have it turn into ‘Stray Kids’ Changbin attends New Jeans concert with his wife and daughter,’ and have attention on you three.

Binna was placed in a chest harness that you were wearing and holding a lightstick in her hands. That way you all would be able to be standing and able to dance along, without you or Changbin having to worry about your arms getting tired from holding Binna.

On stage at the moment was an opening act and they were good, yes. But, Changbin was anticipating for the lights to come down and to hear the opening music.

And when they did, you heard Changbin scream– very loudly. “Yahhhhhh!Let’s goooooo!” Smiling, he turned to you and Binna, who was currently kicking her arms and feet around. Her big brown eyes looked everywhere to take in all of the new surroundings. “Are you ready, my girls? Are we going to have so much fun?” He giggled as Binna was giggling back at him, while you were clapping as the New Jeans girls made their way on stage.

First on the setlist was OMG, which meant Changbin would look and point at you everytime he heard ‘eomma eomma ga.’Which was exactly what he did. Of course throwing in his “who made you so beautifully’ joke. Rolling your eyes, you smiled as he took your hands and swayed around, singing. “Binna, who made you so beautifully?” He asked, as she giggled and looked up at you. Nodding his head, he sang. “Eomma eomma ga!” All the while, he was doing the choreography.

He knew all of the choreography by heart and at this point you were unsure if this was a New Jeans concert or a Changbin concert, with New Jeans in the background. You also couldn’t tell who was enjoying the show more– Binna or Binnie. But, let’s be real. It was Changbin, for sure.

Next came hype boy, another favorite song in the Seo household. You knew Changbin was going to eat this one up and he did. Not only did he eat, but he left no crumbs. Singing and dancing, he gave it his all. Holding on to Binna’s small hands, he moved them to the choreography, his loud voice chorusing the lyrics.

“Baby, got me looking so crazy

Ppajyeobeorineun daydream

Got me feeling you

Neodo malhaejullae

Nuga naege mweoradeun

Namdeulgwaneun dalla neon

Maybe you could be the one

Nal mideobwa han beon

I'm not looking for just fun

Maybe I could be the one”

Laughing, you sang along with him. You couldn’t deny your love for the songs either, and neither could Binna. Her small lips chorused what she thought were the lyrics. Changbin was having the time of his life, as he continued his personal concert for you and Binna.

“Oh baby

Euiminhadae na lately

Neo eopshineun maeil maeiri yeah

Jaemieopseo eojjeoji

I just want you

Call my phone right now

I just wanna hear you're mine

'Cause I know what you like boy

You're my chemical hype boy

Nae jinan naldeureun

Nun tteumyeon itneun kkum

Hype boy neoman weonhae

Hype boy naega jeonhae’

Binna was excitedly waving her lightstick around, and yes it did manage to hit Changbin a few times. But, that was no problem for him ,as long as she was having fun. Which she was but not as much fun as he was having.

That continued on until the song came to an end. But, the show was far far from over and you knew that there was more to come.

Thirdly was Cookie, which might have been Binna’s favorite song. Only because hearing that song meant she got a cookie. So, in her position from where she sat in her harness on your chest she giggled,”cookie cookie!” But, in her baby voice it came out more like “ookie ookie!” Really, she was the cutest thing. Proudly, Changbin smiled and turned to where you two stood, thinking she was singing. I mean, she was….but she mostly wanted her cookie.

“Cookie!” She squealed again, arms and legs still kicking. You giggled and reached into your baby bag, holding out a cookie for her as Changbin started his singing and dancing again.

“Siksaneun eopseo, baegopado

Eumnyoneun eopseo, mongmallado

Dalkomhan, manman, dijeoteuman man

Wonhage doel geo, aljana?

Siksaneun eopseo, baegopado

Eumnyoneun eopseo, mongmallado

*Dalkomhan, manman, dijeoteuman man*

Wonhage doel geo, aljana?”

He swayed around, as you fed Binna her cookie. Which she gladly took, her chubby hands holding it to her mouth as she chewed. “Binnnaaaaa? Is it yum?” You cooed, as Changbin had paused his show to take a sip of his water. “Ummy!” She giggled out, crumbs falling all over her face and outfit. “Aigo, my messy baby,” Changbin laughed as he carefully dusted the crumbs off of her before pressing a kiss to her chubby cheeks. Grasping her cookie, she held it up and giggled, big bobs eyes forming crescents. “Ookie!” Chuckling, Changbin nodded his head and watched as she stuffed it into her small mouth. “Yes, bunny. Cookie.” He replied, as he went back to watching the show, seemingly more out of energy than he was before.

As the show continued on, you and Changbin found yourself seated more, holding Binna on your laps so she could see. “ Having fun, up there, princess?” You asked, as Changbin held her on his lap, her short chubby legs bouncing. “I think she’s having a blast, yeobo,” he retorted only to be met with you flicking his forehead. “Yah! What was that for?” He whined, pouting his lips at you. “I think you’re speaking for yourself, mr secret new jeans member,” you chuckled at him as Binna turned to look at you, her small hands clapping. “Am not, look at her! She’s having so much fun!.............I just have more fun.” He whispered out the last part.

By now, it was way past Binna’s bedtime, and you could tell. The later up she was, the more pouty and cuddly she got. And currently, she was laying on your husband’s chest pouting; knowing her small body was tired out. “Uh oh. Is my princess tired?” Changbin cooed, one of his large hands supporting her back and the other smoothing her hair, the hat having been taken off an hour ago. Binna only nodded and shoved her face into her dad’s chest, soft whines falling from her lips.

“Think someone’s ready for bedtime, huh?” You whispered, you leaned across your seat to reach into the baby bag and retrieve Binna’s dwaekki and blanket.”Princess, dwaekki is here. He says it night-night time.” You preened, carefully laying the blanket over her body and resting the small dwaekki plush in her arms, which she quickly clutched onto. “Dwaekki,” she pouted out, as a small yawn fell from her pink lips and her eyes started to close.

Changbin nodded, and tucked the blanket closer to her body, “go to sleep, bunny. Appa’s got you.” He whispered, pressing a small kiss to her forehead, as her eyes fell shut. “Pretty girl got all tired out. Too much excitement for her,” you said to your husband as he was gently rocking the sleeping babe on his chest. “ It seems so,” he told you in reply, tightly holding Binna to his body.

Thankfully, now the concert was drawing to a close. The members were on stage giving their thank you speeches, before they would walk off stage. Slowly, the lights in the stadium came back on causing you and Changbin to groan and blink. “Aish, so bright,” you complained, rubbing your eyes and stretching your muscles. “Aigoo. I know.Thankfully, baby bunny is still asleep.” He smiled, carefully standing up so as to not wake her. Turning to him, you wrapped an arm around his midsection and leaned forward to kiss his cheek . “Ready to head home? I’m ready to sleep.” You questioned, softly running a hand over Binna’s hair. Pressing a quick kiss to your lips, Changbin let out a yawn. “Yeah. I’m pretty tired too.”

With that, you and Changbin made your way out of the stadium. He, initially, had wanted to go backstage and let the New Jeans girls meet Binna. But, seeing as she was currently asleep on his chest, he decided against it. He knew that if he were to wake Binna and keep her up later than she already had been; not only would she be cranky but you would be, as well.

So, you made your way back to your car that was parked in the parking garage, and he carefully set and buckled Binna into her carseat. “I think tonight was a success,jagiya,” he smiled, clicking his seatbelt. “I agree. Princess had a lot of fun, even though I know you had the most fun.” You smiled, reaching a hand to caress his cheek. “I’m sorry that you couldn;t take her to meet the members, though. I know you were looking forward to that, honey.”

“Even though i was looking forward to that, it’s okay. We still got to enjoy the concert. Plus, we don’t need her to be even crankier, she did stay up way past her bedtime…..and I don’t need you to be cranky, either.” He giggled, taking a hold of your hand to press a kiss to the back of it.

“Why must you pester me, huh?” You whined, as he pulled the car out of its parking spot. “I’m not… you just get cranky when Binna is up past her bedtime.” He rebutted, as you flicked his temple.

“Yah!”

“Quiet down, she’s sleeping!”

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Ranking Sakuverse Characters!

I've seen a couple of these on my feed and thought I'd give it a try :))

- Zaros

I honestly don't know how he made his way to the top. When he was first let out of saku's basement, I raved about how much of an asshole he is and that I'd never like him but uhhh that didn’t quite age well did it?🤡 I also LOVEEEEEE fantasy settings so he definitely has my attention there.

- Andrew

Would've been number 1 if it wasn't for that menace of a man (seriously help me) Andrew was the first character I was introduced to and I love him too damn much. Forbidden romance always had me running laps and the way this man speaks AGHEHWJEJWJKSWKKWKSKW ACCENT>>>

- Xanthus

He's a vampire and I. LOVE. VAMPIRES. (No, I have not seen Twilight tho) Like come over here and take all my blood idc (I have iron deficiency💀) But on a serious note Xanthus is such a cool character and his story is a genius concept! Can't wait to see him beat Audric's ass🙏

- Isaac

Pookie wookie Isaac! I loved the slowburn of his story and I really enjoyed his chatacter development. He's so thoughtful and sweet too🥹 Deserves all the kisses!

- Jonah

As everyone has been saying GAMER BOY GAMER BOY GAMER BOY GAMER BOY +he gives me huge malewife energy! Need I say more?

- Elias

Another gamer boy, only partially but it counts! I especially enjoyed when he forced batista to call him pretty😭 like yes baby you are pretty DEMAND TO BE CALLED A PRETTY BOY! I also loveee his ear piercings! He's one of the reasons I got some myself🤭

- Kayson

Oh I love this idiot, he's another character that gives me malewife vibes. He's so supportive and sweet! Everyone deserves a Kayson in their life!

- Dontis

I didn't expect him to be this far down on my list😭 Dontis is quite the character. He's unique and I definitely feel his charm radiating through my screen. (He better make it out alive or I'm going to start a war) Oh and also accent>>> (Can you tell I'm a sucker for accents?)

- Rowan

GOLDEN RETRIEVER BOY. He's so damn sweet and I can't wait to see how his story progresses!

- Asirel

I spell this man's name wrong on a regular (Azirel/ Asriel) so if you've seen that look the other way pookie.

His motives and his relationship with pet is interesting and I wanna see what happens next!

- Cevyk

Just a silly, goofy guy (not really) The skin peeling caught me off guard but I think its very creative. I mean he's a demon what were we expecting when we sold our soul😭 This is another story I can't wait to see develop in the future!

- Alex

No. Absolutely not🧍‍♀️ I loved him at first but god that whole argument to break-up segment really freaking hurt me. So now his dumbass at the bottom

Extra

Tried to watch Luca vids but his voice reminds me of someone I used to know😭 I got war flashbacks and quit💀 but he seems like a cutie patootie!

#zsakuva #sakuverse #asmr #zaros #zaros atha’lin #andrew #andrew marston #xanthus #xanthus claiborne #isaac #isaac rhoades #jonah #elias #kayson #dontis #rowan #asirel #cevyk #alex

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MINNIEEE LOOK AT THIS CUTIE???? Have you ever seen anyone cuter????? He’s just so BABY idk what to DO with myself 😩

I’ve been reading some of the reviews and it’s all “Sebastian Stan is exceptional”, “Sebastian Stan’s best work to date” and that combined with just the content overload has me overwhelmed but also so fucking proud of him and so fucking ecstatic for him because he deserves ALL the praise (and we know how he loves that praise 😏)

It just makes me so happy to see him again, and even more so to see him be recognized for how brilliant he is 🥹 it’s all so lovely and I kinda wanna scream but I also wanna spend like the next 10 hours just looking at photos of him so. It’s very unfair I have to work now 😭 we should all get a day off to just squeal over him and how pretty and perfect and incredible he is.

Anyway. Takes breath. Gets distracted by more Seb photos.

I hope you have the best Monday a Monday can be, love you the mostest 💗💗

Maya honey!!!!!!! HE IS THE CUTEST 🥹💗 That little smiley scrunchie face he does sometimes, aaaaaahhh 😭

Oh my god, I'm SO happy to hear the reviews of Seb's performance are so managing, that just fills me with so much pride I might explode 😩 He DOES deserve (and love 😏) all the praise ever, he truly is the most talented and hard-working and I love him!!!

I totally know what you mean about it being good to see him again, lovely 🥰 It's been a WHILE. And of course Seb would come back with a bang, looking spectacular and getting all the rave reviews! 🙌🏻 So excited for him and for us!!

I hope you've managed to get some work done so far today, and that you can continue gazing at and sighing over how perfect and incredible he is when you're done tonight <33 Have a brilliant rest of your Monday, Maya!! I know it's a Monday, but at least it got off to a good start 😘😘 Lots of love! xxxx

#sebastian stan #a different man #ok i really need to get back to work now #more asks later!#minnie answers

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Beta Bonfire

Part 2 to Poppy's Secret Stash

@vacayisland

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Poppy smiled and stared at the now half-empty bookshelf. Her and Branch had spent the better half of a day going through each scrapbook she had made, deciding if it was worthy to stay or if it should be thrown out. She had a large box full of books to burn, and another, smaller box full of books she wanted to keep. She planned on bringing them tonight to pass around the bonfire they were having. "Do you think we should bring some marshmallows or hot dogs?"

"I don't think so," Branch said, effortlessly picking up the heavier box. "Jd and Bruce said they were taking care of the food. We just need to bring the fuel."

"Alright." Poppy picked up the lighter box and led Branch out of the pod. They walked to the edge of Pop Village, where Viva was already waiting with Floyd.

"¡Hola hermana!" Viva called out. "Thanks for inviting me tonight! I'm super psyched to be here tonight! What are we doing again?"

"We're burning some of my old scrapbooks! One of my friends is coming tonight to burn some of hers, too," Poppy said, setting her box down. "It's just the ones that are badly written, or make the boys uncomfortable. The big box is getting burned, but this one-" She pointed to the box at her feet. "Is staying untouched. I just wanted to show you some of my fantast-amazing work."

"Ooooh! Is there one about Clay?" Viva asked with a bright smile. "Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie!"

Poppy just giggled and tossed a book over to her. "Knock yourself out, Viva." Poppy and Branch got to work making a pile with books and sticks, trying to place everything just right to account for maximum airflow and a long burn time.

"Need some more scrapbooks?" Someone asked as they came closer.

Poppy turned around and smiled brightly. "DJ!" She ran over and hugged her before taking the box away. "It's been forever! How've you been?"

"Pretty good! Lex is so nice and caring, and I have never been to so many raves in my life before! I swear, every celebration of any kind, there's a rave! It's so cool!"

"I thought Techno Reef was underwater. How to breathe down there?" Branch asked as he put her books in the pile.

"Bubble helmet," Suki said simply. She smiled and sat down by Viva, laying back on her hands and basking in the glow of the sunset. "I did miss the sun, though. You don't get a lot of light down there."

"Very true..." Poppy and the other made small talk as they waited for the rest of their little group. DJ and Viva were quick to become friends, and spent most of the time looking over the scrapbooks that weren't supposed to be burned. Poppy was able to get Floyd to spill about Branch's childhood, about the dance rehearsals, family sing-a-longs, and the everyday life in between. Poppy was gushing and giggling, giving Branch many, many hugs while he just smiled and rolled his eyes.

Eventually, JD rolled up with other two brothers in tow and Rhonda a safe distance from the fire. "Hey! Who's the cutie with the headphones?" JD asked as he got closer.

"That's my friend, DJ Suki. She lives in Techno Reef with her boyfriend~" Poppy said with a giggle.

"Me and Trollex are keeping it casual right now, so no he is not my boyfriend~" DJ said, copying Poppy's tone at the end.

"I give it two more weeks before you become official," Poppy teased with a smile.

DJ just rolled her eyes and got back to the scrapbook she had.

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A few hours had passed and the sun had set on Pop Village, leaving the little get-together illuminated only by the (very glittery and sparkle-y) bonfire. Poppy had been silent for a while, munching on raw s'mores ingredients while she wrote. Branch watched her carefully, noticing how her lips parted softly as she mumbled the words back to herself. Sometimes, she would scrunch up her nose and drag her eraser wildly across the page. Every once in a while, she would look up and bob her head side to side, as if she was trying to rattle the words out of her brain before going back to her writing.

"Whatcha got there, Popstar?" DJ eventually asked, breaking the Queen out of her trance.

"Oh, just working on some more fanfiction," Poppy commented before reaching for a marshmallow.

"No scrapbooks?" Branch asked with a little smile and eyebrow raise.

"Yeah. If we're gonna burn this again, it would be safe to avoid another glitter fire," she said, pointing to the bonfire as she got back to writing.

"Yeeeeaaah...." Bruce said, staring at the sparkles. "I don't think that's good for the environment...."

"Well... Let's just hope everything is ok until it isn't," Branch said simply.

"Anyway!" Viva exclaimed, trying to change the subjct off of ruining the environment. "Whatcha writing now?" She asked, trying to peek over her sister's shoulder. "Please tell me it's a sequel to Into the Brozone!"

"Hey, hey! No peeking!" Poppy giggled as she pushed her away. "It's just a first draft. But it's another book in The Dory's Pet series."

The brothers all gave an audible groan. "Seriously?" Clay asked. "How many have you written of those?"

"32!" Viva said confidently. "I counted them after I read them."

"33 if you include the one she threw out the window," DJ commented.

"How did you know about that?" Poppy asked.

"It hit me in the head," she said, pointing to the light purple bruise. "You need to watch where you're aiming."

"I wasn't really aiming anywhere...." Poppy mumbled. She felt a presence behind her and turned quickly, seeing Viva looking over her shoulder again to try and read her first draft. "I said no peeking!" She squealed, playfully smacking her and scooting away.

"Oh, c'mon! Just a little sneak peek?" Viva begged. "Just a little snippet. Please please please?"

"Alright, alright. It's just a first draft, so it's not the greatest," Poppy said as she sat upright. "Don't judge me." As everyone scooted just a little bit closer, leaning in to hear better, Poppy cleared her throat and began to read.

"The rain beat heavily against the window pane, a constant rhythm, a calming sound for all to hear. Which was interrupted by a hiss and a groan, followed by the clinking of metal.

"'Couldn't you be more careful?' Branch said, propping himself on his elbows to try and see what his nurse was doing. He was not-so-kindly shoved back down, forced to lie flat while she worked.

"'Be more careful?' Poppy asked. 'Like how you were careful when you got shot 12 times?' She said coldly, forcing another bullet out. She began to pour some rubbing alchohol on the wounds, ignoring his pained groans and hisses."

"Why am I the one who got shot?" Branch interrupted, faking a hurt look.

"Because you're the love interest," Poppy explained. "I can easily switch it to John Dory."

"Please no," JD said quickly.

Poppy gave him an evil smile and got back to reading. "She made quirk work of sewing up the wounds, tuning out his excuses. 'I don't care what you have to say! You need to be more careful! One of these days, I won't be around and you're gonna bleed out in an alley!' She stood up and threw the gloves away, hastily wiping her eyes.

"'I don't need you to care for me like damn child,' Branch growled, starting to wrap his torso with a bandage-"

"It's called gauze," Branch interrupted.

"¡Cállate!" Viva yelled.

"As I was saying..." Poppy said.

"'I don't need you to care for me like damn child,' Branch growled, starting to wrap his torso with a bandage. 'I can take care of myself.'"

"'Then why do you keep me around?' Poppy said shakily, trying to stave off her tears as she poured herself a glass of whiskey."

"You sure a little lady-" Clay said, trying to begin a joke.

"¡CÁLLATE!" Viva yelled. "Go on," she said as she turned her attention back to Poppy.

"'You know damn well why we keep you around,' Branch said, getting off the bed as he finished wrapping his torso."

"'Right. I'm just your consolation prize...' Poppy said. 'Just a stupid trophy to make you happy.' She drank the whole glass in one go, tears finally spilling over and falling down her cheeks."

"'You're not just a trophy-' Branch tried to say."

"'Then what am I?!' Poppy exclaimed. 'What am I to you?! Because every damn day, you and your brothers go out there, almost die, and I'm supposed to take care of you! Do you realize how hard it is?! Having to make sure the people I care about the most in this world don't die because of me?! Having to save your life every day?! Because it's hard, Branch!' Tears fell down like waterfalls, coating her cheeks as she screamed at him. 'It's hard trying to make sure you don't die because of me! So what am I, Branch? Am I just your nurse? Am I supposed to stop loving you with all my heart, soul, and being and just make sure you don't die?! Because I will! I will stop caring and just make sure you don't die...'"

"The room was silent, only filled with Poppy's shakey breath and thw rhythmic pitter-patter of the rain. Branch took a step closer, and Poppy took a step back. Soon, Branch had her up against the wall, boxing her in with his arms as he glared at her. 'You really think I don't care about you...?' He said softly, a hint of anger in his voice."

"Poppy could respond. She just stared up, her voice caught in her throat and too scared to speak."

The group fell silent, staring at Poppy with wide eyes. It was certianly odd to see such a happy troll like Poppy to be so...angry and full of rage, screaming those words with such passion. "You ok, Poppy?" DJ asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, I'm good! This is just how I channel my anger." She smiled at her and set the book aside.

"You know, I think Mr. Dinkles is taking new clients, if you want therapy," Branch said.

"Nah, I'm good." She set her notebook aside and held up a bag. "Are you guys gonna finish these? Because if not then I'm eating them all and you can't stop me."

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Cállate means "Shut up" in Spanish. I headcannon Viva being fluent in english and spanish

#trolls brozone #trolls band together #trolls fanfic #trolls branch #trolls bruce #trolls john dory #trolls jd #trolls floyd #trolls viva #trolls poppy #trolls broppy #trolls dj suki #trolls brozone mafia au

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