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markberries · 2 years

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feelings ﹒ jw

synopsis ﹕ the best way to deal with your crush on jeon wonwoo was to avoid him at all costs. now that you're stuck having dinner with him alone, there was no way out.

genre + ﹕fluff, slight comedy, idol!wonwoo, non idol!reader, best friend + matchmaker mingyu, fem reader, reader has a big crush on wonu lol, reader is also an awkward mess, the TINIESTTT bit of angst but that's because reader overthinks a lot

wc ﹕3k

warnings ﹕reader is kinda insecure + compares herself to others

there he was, in all his glory, black hair neatly styled with a simple outfit that consisted of grey sweats and a black t-shirt.

“here’s your chance! go talk to him,” mingyu pushes you in the direction of your crush. you awkwardly stumble over your feet, nearly falling. your crush, jeon wonwoo, whips his head towards you.

your heartbeat grows louder, your ears growing hot as you quickly turn around to avoid eye contact.

“what are you doing? go over there,” mingyu eggs you on even more, making your stomach do uncomfortable flips.

yes — you had a crush. as dumb as it sounds, you’ve been absolutely infatuated with jeon wonwoo ever since the day you met him. your best friend, kim mingyu, has been trying to set the two of you up for ages.

unfortunately for you, you could never muster up the courage to even look in wonwoo’s direction. even if he tried to strike up a conversation as you waited for mingyu outside the practice room, you always found a way to avoid him or keep the talk short. you would say it’s one of the worst traits about you.

of course you want to talk to wonwoo, ask how he is or be able to grow closer to him, but you couldn’t. your anxiety would overpower you, resulting in awkward stuttering or statements that didn’t even make sense. or in the worst case scenario, you would find a way to basically run away to do something else if you saw him coming your way.

“i can’t,” you fix your outfit self-consciously, straightening out your pencil skirt. mingyu ruffles your hair playfully, sending you in full panic mode to adjust it.

“he’s coming over here,” mingyu states, drinking out of his water bottle. your eyes grow wide, shambling to stand side by side with mingyu. he smiles, trying to hold back a laugh.

mingyu was right, wonwoo was walking towards you two. you can’t move, your feet feel planted in place as a hundred thoughts race through your mind. wonwoo’s face lights up as he gets closer.

“y/n, nice to see you,” he greets you, earning a nervous smile from you. mingyu elbows your side subtly, reminding you to say something.

“hi,” you say quietly, making you internally face palm at yourself. he looks so pretty even after dancing for hours, his forehead glistening with sweat and his skin glowing. he adjusts his black rimmed glasses, pushing them up. you can’t help but admire him, his brown orbs fixate on you as you continue to stare.

mingyu clears his throat, wonwoo’s eyes flicking towards his direction instead. “y/n and i were just about to go get food.”

“yum yum,” you say out of nervousness. you cringe at yourself.

you shift your attention to mingyu, who is already looking at you with a smug grin.

“y/n is really hungry but sadly i’m really tired and i just want to sleep,” mingyu tells wonwoo, with a fake frown on his face as he keeps his eyes on you. you furrow your brows, glaring at him with an ‘i’m going to kill you’ look. leave it up to kim mingyu to try and play matchmaker with every opportunity he gets his grip on.

“oh,” wonwoo says, “i don’t mind going with you, y/n.”

you step on mingyu’s foot, making him wince in pain. thankfully, wonwoo didn’t notice.

you clasp your hands together, “actually i–”

“great! hope you guys have fun,” mingyu pushes you again, and you almost land straight on the floor. thankfully, wonwoo’s fast reflexes catch both of your shoulders as mingyu runs away to talk to minghao like a little kid.

wonwoo’s touch has your entire face heating up as he looks at you with concerned eyes. “are you okay?”

your breath hitches, straightening your posture quickly while avoiding eye contact. the amount of anxiety coursing throughout your body was unbearable, you could barely even talk to wonwoo. how were you going to sit and have a meal with him alone?

“yeah, i’m fine,” you spew out a white lie. you two begin walking to the back exit of the building to avoid being seen by fans, wonwoo’s keys jingling inside his pocket. you’re nervously obsessing over what to say, or if you should speak at all.

the lights of the building hum quietly, but it’s barely audible as conversations from many different people tune it out. wonwoo adjusts his hair and puts on a face mask, giving you a chance to steal a glance at him. his presence alone has your heart skipping beats, as you imagine all the possible outcomes of your small little outing together.

you reach the exit, wonwoo politely holding the door out for you. your lingering embarrassment still has a hold on you, making you stare at the ground and mutter a “thank you” in a small voice.

“is there a restaurant you have in mind?” wonwoo’s voice breaks the silence, making a small part of you jump. he sticks his hands inside of his pockets, still walking alongside you, but head fully turned towards your way.

“no, you can choose,” you try to reply in the sweetest voice you could find within your vocal chords.

his face lights up, “hm, let’s go to homulang then. it has ramen, katsu, a lot of japanese cuisine. is that okay with you?”

you respond with the nod of your head, butterflies erupting within you because you were merely walking with him. no one else, just the two of you. you were still slightly irritated with mingyu because you knew that the only things coming out of your mouth would be short sentences every once in a while, or nothing at all.

you truly couldn’t help it, after all, wonwoo has millions of fans all over the world and probably a lot of other idols who find him cute. insecurity would eat you up constantly with the thought of dating wonwoo, or even just trying to explain how you feel to him. he’s also way too busy, you didn’t want to trouble him with anything else.

it’s still quite early in the evening, 6:14 pm to be exact. the sun shines down onto the pavement, clouds scattered in the blue sky. you walk by civilians on the street, no one paying attention to you two as your feet pat against the gray concrete. the cars driving past you result in a slight breeze, but it’s satisfying in the hot weather.

you feel the urge to run away building up inside of you. there’s only one thing going through your mind; holy shit, i’m hanging out with wonwoo! you feel self conscious just standing next to him, wanting to cover your face or wrap your arms around yourself.

once the restaurant is in your field of vision, you grow more tense. you straighten out your posture, adjusting your hair. he reaches out to open the door for you once again, letting you inside first. the waiting area is crowded, which means you have to stay close to wonwoo. you feel his hand rest against your back, causing you to swallow harshly.

the hostess greets the two of you with a smile, her eyes lingering on wonwoo as he removes his mask.

“table for two, please,” wonwoo tells her politely. her face lights up, grabbing a hold of two menus.

“great! right this way please.”

gosh, it feels like everything is finally beginning to sit within you. you’re going to be sitting here, with wonwoo. talking. for at least an hour. you feel sick just admitting it.

he pulls your chair out for you, and you can’t say you’re surprised. you didn’t fall for him solely for his good looks, in fact, you very well loved how much of a polite person he was.

the hostess walks away, bright smiles directed to wonwoo only. you awkwardly bite the inside of your cheek, taking note of how gorgeous she looked. wonwoo didn’t seem to pay much attention to her longing gaze though, just casually opening the menu.

“oh my god! y/n?”

a voice startles you. it doesn’t make it any better since your senses are heightened due to the amount of anxiety pitting inside of you. your head snaps towards the voice, and you’re staring up at a woman with long black hair and a grin.

“seoyeon,” you breathe out, standing up to give her a hug. wonwoo watches your interaction in silence, grazing his fingertips along the plastic menu.

“it’s so great to see you! you look so different, in a good way! you’re so pretty,” she gushes. you can’t help but shyly look down, bowing your head slightly to thank her.

“you look great, too. by the way, this is wonwoo,” you introduce him, making his eyes shoot up to hers.

“nice to meet you,” he says.

seoyeon was an old friend of yours from high school — she was well adored by everyone and not to mention extremely desired. you wouldn’t say you were the best of friends with her, but you were quite close.

“oh sorry, am i interrupting something?” she inquires innocently. you open your mouth for a moment, awkwardly looking between the two of them and waving your hands.

“n-no,” you’re able to stutter out. “but other than that, what brings you here?”

she points to her name tag sitting upon the shirt of her uniform. “y’know, duty calls! but i’ll leave the two of you alone now. let me know when you’re leaving though! i want to talk to you again.”

she waves goodbye, walking to another customer’s table. that leaves you with no one other than wonwoo. you look at him for a moment, his eyes already on you. you force yourself to look back down, but you can see the small smile he has on his face from the corner of your eye.

he exhales softly, “what are you getting?”

you don’t say anything for a second. oh no, is this a test? is he asking me to see if we have things of similar interest? what if i answer wrong? i should say i’m getting the prawns— wait no, he hates seafood!

“i think i’m going to get the pork cutlet,” you answer firmly. wonwoo lets out a small chuckle, which sounds like absolute music to your ears.

“it’s just me, don’t worry. you can be yourself.”

that was the problem, it’s just him. the guy you’ve been crushing on for years. you can’t just be normal, because every time you try to even say something to him, you feel like wrapping yourself in a dozen blankets and hiding forever.

you’re so caught up in your own thoughts you accidentally knock over your cup of water, not even registering it at first. it’s not until wonwoo’s gripping at the napkins, scrambling to clean up the mess, is when you finally notice it.

your eyes widen, standing up in your chair as you try to help him. you could just cry right now, not only were you terrible at conversation starters, but you utterly embarrassed yourself in front of wonwoo.

“i’m so sorry,” your voice shakes, wiping aggressively at the dripping water.

“it’s okay,” wonwoo tries to reassure you while standing to assist in cleaning. in your mind, it’s just the gentleman in wonwoo trying to not make you feel bad. there’s just too much happening around you, it makes you want to burst into tears.

“i’m sorry,” you repeat yourself, hands shaking.

“y/n,” he says softly, all while placing his hand on yours. “i promise it’s okay.”

his kindness makes you calm down a bit. after about three more “i’m sorry's”, and wiping the remaining water, you sit back down.

wonwoo adjusts his glasses once more when he takes his seat again, trying to see if you were still shaken up. you know that he doesn’t understand why you’re so on edge, but you can tell that he’s trying to make you feel better. in reality, you’re just overthinking absolutely every movement you make.

you are aware that this dinner would feel like hell for you, even if you were spending time with the one guy you hold admiration for. it didn’t matter, because you were already here. you were sure that if you came up with a lame excuse to leave, wonwoo would see straight through your lie.

so whether you like it or not, you were going to have to power through this.

—

surprisingly, tonight was not that bad. in fact, you and wonwoo ended up staying at the restaurant for longer than one hour. you learned a lot about him, some things you already knew, but others you didn’t.

he talked about how initially, he was a vocalist. it wasn’t until people commented on how good his rapping was, did he start to look more into it. he told you all of his book recommendations when he heard you loved to read, and although you couldn’t completely get over your nerves, you still had a good time.

“thank you for uh, coming to get food with me,” you tell wonwoo awkwardly, waiting for the bill to arrive.

“it was fun. i hope you talk to me more in the future though, because i thought you disliked me,” he admits. your eyes widen, shaking your head.

“no, no! it’s not that.. i’m just.. bad at talking,” you half lie, mumbling quietly. wonwoo lets out a sigh of relief, “that makes me feel a bit better.”

the reason it was a half lie was because you were bad at talking, just only to wonwoo. with the other members you were fine, but every time he came up to you, it felt like all your speaking abilities would run out the door.

your waitress finally comes back with the bill, bringing a card machine with her. you open up your bag, taking your debit card out.

“i’ll pay,” wonwoo offers, also holding one of his cards out.

“please don’t, i’ll feel really bad if you do,” you immediately decline his offer. you reach to tap your card on the machine, but wonwoo is faster. he beats you to it, thanking the waitress.

“hey! i said don’t!”

wonwoo shrugs his shoulders, “you’ll pay next time then.”

his words affect you in two different ways. on one side, you’re squealing internally because wonwoo is actually interested in hanging out with you again. on the other side, you’re overthinking everything, wondering if you’re going to embarrass yourself like today.

the both of you gather your things to leave, walking to the door. you tell wonwoo you have to say goodbye to your friend first though, walking towards seoyeon who is organizing receipts at one of the registers.

“hi, i’m about to go,” you pipe up, making her look towards you.

“oh! before you leave, i wanted to ask about your friend, wonwoo,” she informs you. your heart beats a little faster, dreading what she is about to ask.

“is there anything going on between the two of you? because you know.. he’s really good looking..”

of course seoyeon was interested in wonwoo. after all, that was just your luck. and you couldn’t really lie to her, that would be unfair to both her and him. because no matter how you look at it, there really wasn’t anything going on between the two of you. you were just friends. or at least, wonwoo thought so.

all you had was a crush on wonwoo, a crush that you were never able to build up confidence to pursue. this was quite literally the only time you and him had gotten to spend time together alone. plus, you believe seoyeon and wonwoo would be great together. you’re too awkward and can barely speak to him, and she’s so confident.

so as much as it pains you to answer, you shake your head no.

“oh thank goodness, i didn’t want you to think of me as a homewrecker or anything,” she laughs. she quickly writes her number on a napkin, handing it to you. you reluctantly take it, cursing yourself for not having enough courage to confess to him.

you quickly say your goodbyes, leaving the restaurant to find wonwoo. he’s standing outside, waiting for you as you walk out.

“you’re choosing the place next time, by the way,” he states. you nod your head, holding the napkin in your hand.

“what’s that?” he asks you. you stare down at it, getting more upset with yourself by the second.

“my friend wanted me to give me your number,” you breathe out, “she asked me if there was something going on between us.. i said no and she asked me to give you this.”

“oh, i see,” wonwoo replies, almost sounding disappointed. you begin to panic again.

“i’m sorry! i should’ve said that you don’t have time for dating or that you um.. you weren’t interested, but i didn’t give her any of your information so don’t worry.”

“it’s not that,” he tells you, taking the napkin from your hand and folding it neatly. “i just thought that there was something going on. with us.”

“oh,” is the first thing that pops up in your head. you don’t even notice what he said at first, only being thankful that he wasn’t mad at you for trying to set him up with a friend of yours.

but then it hits you.

“...oh.”

you’re honestly at a loss for words. he had to be joking, god, you really hoped this was some really cruel joke. if it wasn’t, that means wonwoo was somewhat interested in you, and actually perceived you as a person (something you did not want).

“um.. ah.. wow.. you’re cool! wait— not just cool, i really like you, wait no, not really like you. like normal person like you. no that’s not right either, i like you more than just normal person liking!”

he can’t help but stifle a laugh, placing an arm over your shoulder. you stand frozen, eyes wide while he looks down to you. when the hell did his face get that close?

“i know you do,” he smiles.

“but i thought you thought i disliked you?”

“well,” he starts as you two start walking in the direction of the dorms, “i decided all those times you were avoiding me or having trouble speaking were either because you hated me, or you liked me.. you told me otherwise, hence why i know you have a little crush on me.”

you go silent, the nerves taking over you once again. wonwoo knew? and not only that, wonwoo didn’t find it weird. in fact, he actually reciprocated your feelings. you’re too busy trying to wrap your head around everything that you don’t realize how he presses a quick peck to your forehead.

when you do come to terms with it, your face and ears begin to heat up. your heart is racing, your entire head on cloud nine. wonwoo smiles to himself, proud that he made you flustered.

“oh my god,” you whisper to yourself.

“i’ll kiss you for real, next time.”

“oh okay— wait, what?”

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dirtysvthoughts · 1 year

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can you write something about gamer wonwoo and sucking his cock? i am down bad for this man 😩

a/n: anon thank u for this request, ily 🤍 gamer wonwoo is my absolute weakness, let’s be down bad for him together~

i got EXTREMELY carried away omfg this was supposed to be short, but here’s a word count and some tags, below:

word count: 1.3k

tags/warnings: gamer! wonwoo, female! reader, dick sucking, bratty! reader, reader is kinda a tease, dom! wonwoo (but you test his composure), use of nicknames/pet names (daddy, princess, baby girl) very slight mentions of manhandling (really just tossing reader on the bed)

so let’s say you both had a few days off from work and you were spending your time at his place. bordering on the last days of your break, you were getting extremely horny and craving for wonwoo to touch you in certain places.

but you had a problem. today he had chosen to game, and he had been playing for hours now. you knew it wasn’t intentional, but with his eyes glued to the screen, he wasn’t paying you that much attention, only giving you a few kisses here and there whenever he took a break.

so what could you do? wait for him to get off and fulfill your needs? or take matters into your own hands?

as you sit on wonwoo’s bed, your mind wanders to how he would look on top of you- his broad chest, his strong arms, his sweet smile, and his deep voice telling you how wet you were for him and how his cock was made for you..

you look down at your thin pajama shorts, and boom - a wet spot almost visible, biting your lips you look at your boyfriend, still focused on his game.

“something’s got to be done,” you think to yourself.

you slowly walk over to wonwoo, and when you get to the back of his chair, you massage his shoulders and slowly kiss his neck. he adjusts his headphones so he can talk you properly.

“baby,” he smiles anxiously covering up his mic, “what’re you doing? i’m still playing.”

“nothing,” you say in between kisses, your hands working your way down to his chest. “keep playing your game, wonwoo.”

he gives you a look to let you know that whatever you were trying to do needed to wait until he was done. but were you in the mood to follow directions? not really.

so while he wasn’t paying attention, you crawled underneath his desk and positioned yourself to where his legs were in front of you. your hands roam his thighs as you work your way up to his crotch, palming him over his sweats. you internally moan at how big he is and you hadn’t even gone underneath his pants yet. you were so far gone.

wonwoo begins fidgeting and you know bit by but he would eventually break down and give you what you both needed. you continue palming him when he suddenly grabs your wrist, pushing his chair back so he could see your face. “are you asking for trouble? i’m still playing, can’t you just wait for a few more minutes?”

“mmm, not really,” you smirk at him, pulling down his waistband, revealing his boxers and how hard he already was. you mouth over his boxers, kissing his dick and continuing to palm him. he grunts at the feeling and he moves his hands to play with your hair, completely forgetting that his mic was still on.

“hey, wonwoo, are you good?” one of his friends asks. without hesitation, wonwoo mutes his mic, minimizes the game, and takes your chin in his thumb so you’re looking directly at him.

“you really don’t wanna play fair, huh..”

he tosses his headphones on his desk, still maintaining his eye contact with you. “let’s make a deal, baby. i’m gonna keep playing my game, but i’ll allow you to do what you want. if you can be quiet until i’m done, you’ll get a reward.”

“and if i’m not?” you ask taking his thumb into your mouth, gently biting down on it. he chuckles darkly as he runs his hand through his hair, sighing at how your bratty behavior was turning him on so much.

“then we’ll see what happens won’t we?” wonwoo says he swipes across your lips.

you help him take off his sweats and his boxers and they both pool at his ankles. he puts his headphones back on and you realize that finally, you’re getting what you want.

before you disappear under his desk again, he calls his name to get your attention. “what’s our deal?” he asks.

you sigh, “stay quiet..”

“perfect, baby girl,” he smiles at you, and that’s the last thing you see before his attention goes back to the screen. “hey guys, sorry about that, what’d i miss?”

you rest your hand on his thigh and you take wonwoo into your mouth. you slowly go up and down, your eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head. he felt so perfect in you and you had every intention to let him know how amazing he was.

you moan and the feeling causes wonwoo to shudder and nearly let out another groan. to your surprise, he doesn’t say anything to you - not even a warning. too focused on his game? maybe..

you take this to your advantage and add a little tongue to the mix, licking his tip, enjoying how beads of his cum were forming and they were all for you to taste.

“fuck, wonwoo,” you say loud enough for him to hear, but not loud enough to be heard through his headphones. “mmm, you taste so good, you feel good too.. i can’t wait to get you inside of me,” now alternating between licking and kissing, not even noticing that his hands were holding your hair, guiding your neck to take him deeper.

“shit,” he sharply says, not sure if that was meant for you or because he had made a mistake while playing.

“are you feeling good baby? cause that’s all i want you to feel.. let me pleasure you, please daddy?” you end on a pleading tone, that daddy sounding like it was covered in sugar. you knew wonwoo was affected at how his dick twitched.

“is someone with you wonwoo?” another friend asks.

“yeah, i can kinda heard someone in the background, do you need a minute?”

“nah, it’s all good,” wonwoo somehow manages to grit through his teeth, knowing that was a complete lie. he knew you were gonna challenge him and test his patience, but not so much so to where he was about to throw his headphones off, clear his desk of everything so that way he could rip your panties off and fuck you like a porn star right then and there. “we’re almost there you guys, so pick up the pace.”

finally wanting to taste all of him, you decide to pick your speed and go faster, your head bobbing and your moans growing louder and higher in pitch. you bring your free hand down to your crotch and finger yourself to get you closer to the edge.

you sucking faster completely throws wonwoo for a loop and he can no longer hold back. he throws his head back against his chair and moans out your name so beautifully that it’s nearly enough to make you cum immediately.

“fuck baby, keep going, please..” he moans out, and his friends go into chaos. you hear sounds of disbelief, shock, and even whooping. he exits the game without saying a word and tosses his headphones across the room. he pushes his chair back revealing his full body and takes your hands into his to pull you out from underneath his desk.

he lifts you up and carries you to the bed, tossing you like a ragdoll. “wonwoo..” you call for him, missing his touch. your eyes shift to his body as he pulls his shirt over his head, his toned chest and broad shoulders on full display. you knew by now your panties were completely ruined.

he chuckles darkly as he places himself on top of you, caressing your face into the palm of his hand. “that was a fun game you played princess… i should’ve known you would’ve broken that deal, but i still gave you a chance.”

he gives you a deep kiss and you lean into him. when you separate, your lips are still centimeters away from each other.

“wonwoo, i-” he cuts you off and places his finger on your lips. “good girls don’t get to talk before they get their punishment. so guess what baby? now it’s my turn to play with you.”

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ssentimentals · 7 months

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next to you {jeon wonwoo}

pairing: wonwoo x gn!reader

prompt: 'i won't give up on you' (this work is part of my 1k event, go check out other works of mine here)

warnings: none, this is pure fluff!

steady. this is what wonwoo appreciates the most about you. waves can come crushing, thunder can roll over with a shout, but your resilience doesn't waver even for a second. wonwoo appreciates consistency (something that not a lot of people can manage) in your actions and behaviours; you amaze him in that way. when you two were introduced to each other, from the very day one you appeared to be kind and respectful and after two years nothing changed. you were constantly good and it took him embarrassing amount of time to realize that his awe with you has a romantic undertone. that your constant occupation of his thoughts was not due to you two being good friends. that his desire for your steady presence went beyond what one feels for another in platonic relationships. you were good and you were steady and jeon wonwoo selfishly wanted it all for himself.

he often wondered if you ever felt heavy. caring so much for people around you, having to be the rock for them to lean on, always being responsible for everything and everyone. he often wondered if you find all these things to be burdensome, if you ever just want to let go and give away those responsibilities. do you really want it? he wants to ask when you volunteer to be a leader. do you need help? he wants to ask when you brush off someone else's worries about you. do you feel lonely? he wants to ask when you stay up late all on your own. wonwoo goes tongue-tied and instead of asking those questions, he settles for quietly being next to you. he may not offer the right words, but he can take care of you in his own ways; little ways, yes, but no less meaningful.

'woo?' you look up in surprise, when his figure casts a shadow on your table. 'what are you doing here?' taking a look over your shoulder at the clock on the wall, you glance back at him with a frown. 'it's one am.'

'i can ask you the same thing. it is one am, what are you doing in the library?'

he smiles at the way you stare at him indignantly. 'i need to finish our group project, deadline for submission is tomorrow morning.'

of course you are the one finishing this project. of course you are the one who's sitting in the library at one am, fixing presentation, going over slides, checking everything. wonwoo is part of your group and he takes small relief in the fact that his part is polished and you won't spend much time on it. 'and i brought sandwiches,' wonwoo puts his backpack on the chair and pulls out few wrapped chicken sandwiches from there. they're still warm and he smiles happily, putting two right in front of you. 'fuel for brains, so you'd finish this up faster.'

smile that you send his way leaves him in ruins. 'thank you, woo.'

wonwoo nods. he gives you an excuse that he'll go and bring you two tea but in reality he needs a breather, because you don't control the force of your smiles and you have no idea what they do to him. he massages lightly left side of his chest where heart is supposed to be and sighs, settling for two cups of green tea in cafeteria. he wishes... for a lot, actually, but at most he just wants to be next to you. he assigned to himself this role of your friend, because even the rock on who everybody leans on will someday need to lean on someone else. wonwoo lives in futile hopes that maybe he'll be there at that moment. maybe you'll see something else in him, something apart from just a fellow classmate or a good friend. maybe you'll look at him in that moment and will see all of his devotion and his readiness to just..stay here and not leave. stay right next to you.

'your tea is ready.'

he takes steaming cups and carefully makes his way back to the library. wonwoo sometimes thinks that you know. that you are aware of his feelings towards you and just pretend not to notice so it won't complicate your friendship. sometimes he thinks that maybe you don't know for sure but that you have an inkling, a guess. option in which you have no idea about his feelings is not on the table, because you are very attentive and his special treatment for you could not have escaped your gaze. he doesn't really know nor understand reasons for your silence regarding his feelings, but he doesn't question them. what you two have now is good and steady and it's almost enough. something tells him that this situation will resolve itself without his direct involvement and he follows his inner voice, not confessing.

wonwoo looks up from the stairs and notices you standing at the entrance to the library, waving to him with a smile on your face. you look tired and bags under your eyes grow more and more prominent with each passing day, but he still finds it hard to look away from you, still can stare at you all day and night and find it incredibly entertaining. 'figured you'd need help with the door,' you say lightly, gesturing to his occupied hands. holding door open for him, you take a peak at the cups, smiling: 'green tea? you're saviour, woo.'

your words settle against him like a warm blanket, like a much needed hug. there's no one in the library apart from you two but you both still keep quiet, voices hushed and low by a habit. 'is there a lot left? in presentation, i mean.'

'not much, around 5-6 slides,' you help him by taking one cup from his hands. 'why are you here, woo? i don't think you came at this hour to the library to give me sandwiches.'

but i did though. wonwoo first thinks he'll judge dodge the question but his sleep deprived mind refuses to come up with anything, so instead he lets out a rather provocative: 'is it really that hard to believe that i came exactly for that?'

he knows it's a wrong thing to say the second words leave his mouth. you don't meet his eyes and everything in your posture screams tension. it's too late to take the words back, so wonwoo lives few horrible seconds with knowledge of his own fuck up. you're not helping the situation by staying silent, so he blurts out the truth: 'i just want to help.'

at this you look up, raising your right eyebrow. 'help with presentation?'

'no,' he answers honestly because apparently his brain has a trouble with letting him say anything but the truth. 'although if you need help with that then of course i'll help.'

you lean back, staring at him with a quiet challenge in your eyes. there's determination set deep in your features and he loves you for it, for your ability to push forward even when you're uncomfortable, for your constant need to get to the bottom of something. 'if you're here to not help with presentation then with what?'

you know the answer just like he knows the answer. you're almost daring him to say it, challenging him and wonwoo usually never raises to the bait, but this doesn't feel like one, not really. he mostly feels like this is some kind of test only you know the meaning of and he has to pass it. 'to help you,' he says, looking straight into your eyes. 'someone has to.'

words hit too close to home, it's obvious by the way your jaw locks and how you bite your bottom lip. your eyes water and your voice cracks in the end as you ask: 'and you think i need help? do i look like someone who needs help?'

venom in your voice doesn't deter him. wonwoo knows you too well, he learned to circle those high walls you built, he managed to climb on top of them all during these two years and he knows your defensive mechanisms as back of his hand. 'everyone needs help,' he says, staying elusive but answering your question at the same time. 'and everyone needs someone to take care of them. including you.'

you're barely holding your tears back, he can tell. he wishes you wouldn't. he wishes you'd cry freely in front of him, wishes you'd find his presence comforting enough to let go. 'asking for help and leaning on someone does not make you weak,' he continues in a hushed whisper that pierces your heart like an arrow. 'knowing your limits is a sign of maturity. you can't do everything on your own, that's stupid and reckless. and you're neither of these things.'

this gains him a small smile from you and a watery laugh. few tears escape your eyes and you quickly wipe them off without turning away. small victories, he guesses. 'that was a nice ted talk,' you mumble, taking a deep breath to calm down. your eyes are full with unshed tears when you look back at him again. 'and? is that you saying that you are the one who will help me and take care of me?'

wonwoo licks his lips. 'i like to think that this is what i've been doing for the past year at least.'

you lock your arms over your chest, shutting off from him. 'as a friend. with no ulterior motives, i hope.'

'you know that there were none.' wonwoo holds his voice steady even if he is offended by your words. he knows you don't mean them that way, knows it's just another test. 'don't insult me like that.'

your expression crumbles and you hide your face behind your hands in a loose attempt of not showing him your tears. your shoulders shake a little but you quickly regain control of yourself back, sniffling. 'i'm sorry,' you say and then repeat again, clearing your voice: 'i'm sorry, you are right, i know that there were none. i don't know why i said that, i'm sorry. it's just-' you take a deep breath, curling into a little ball on the chair. '-i think you don't..know me? like you know one version of me and you think so highly of me and in truth i..' you look over your laptop and then back at wonwoo. 'i hate it all. i hate being a leader, and i hate having to finish all these stupid presentations and-'

you fall silent and wonwoo lets silence linger in the air between you two, not saying anything too. he's not surprised at all, because he knew all of it. he just hopes you feel better saying it all out loud. 'tea is getting cold,' he says quietly after a while.

you blink out of your thoughts at his worsd and huff, remembering about your cup. maybe it's the wrong move to say something right now, but wonwoo fears there might never been another night like this, so he goes for it: 'i don't think anything less of you. you can say a lot of things like that and they don't make you a monster that you're really trying to make me see in you. i won't give up on you. even if you decide to tell everyone to fuck off and ask someone else to lead, even if you decide it's time for you to turn into a hermit. i'll stay right next to you anyway. because you are a good person. core of you, base of you is good. your heart is pure gold and i'll stand by it no matter what.'

that's my confession, he thinks, staring at your wide eyes. my love confession to you. and he knows you understand. he knows from your wide opened eyes that you know it was a love confession. all you can do is accept or reject it and he is fine with both options, truly. as long as he can stand next to you, like a friend or like a lover, he is fine with it all.

'i never- i had a feeling, but i never entertained the thought that it actually might be true...' you whisper, cicling edge of the cup with your finger. 'you always took care of me.'

'i did.' wonwoo agrees, because it is true.

'and you will take care of me in the future even if i decide to just stay friends.'

it was not a question but wonwoo still answers: 'i will.'

your smile is an eighth wonder of this world. it can stop the rain and can make flowers bloom in wonwoo's heart. you lean in with a decision taken: 'then please, stand next to me, just like you said. not as a friend, but...' you reach out with an open palm towards him. 'as a lover.'

wonwoo has never made a decision faster in his life. your hand feels soft and nice and right in his. he doesn't have to say anything, everything can be understood from the way he looks at you. by your reddening cheeks he can tell that you also got everything. 'let's eat those sandwiches and i'll need fifteen minutes more for this presentation. then we'll go back to the dorms, okay?'

wonwoo simply nods, interlacing your fingers together. as you squeeze his fingers back with an reassuring smile, he thinks that he'll be okay with anything you ask. 'okay,' he still voices out, smiling. okay.

a/n: i'm unexplainably in love with this work. is it weird to say stuff like that about something you wrote? anyways, this is very self indulgent but i hope you liked it too. <3 - nini

tagging @prpldahy and @wonvsmile as it was your request <3

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because-of-a-friend · 7 months

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A Day At The Library

MASTERLIST

Thanks for the request friend! This is a very cute idea!

Warnings: None

Word count: 1.9k

The call of the guards announcing that Prince Wonwoo is approaching has nearly become a daily occurence in your life. He will stop in your library at any moment, he always does. It used to puzzle you, how often he came. But then you remembered he lived in a castle. The library he had there was sure to never be overwhelmed by any number of books he purchased from your shop.

It also explained why he came so often. That wing of the castle had only just been built. He had plenty of shelves to fill with books. You had found yourself admiring the fact that he came to handpick his own books himself. You knew there were many scholars and tutors within the castle who the prince could have sent out to fill the library instead.

Although, the first time he had come to your little shop, he had come on his own after sneaking out of the castle. You had heard the little bell above your door ding, signaling someone had entered. "Welcome!" you called, "I'll be right with you!" You had quickened your pace in stocking the shelves with a new shipment of the books, wanting to be available for your customer.

You had bent over to grab another stack and stood up only to meet eyes with someone through the shelves. His eyes had widened for a second before his they crinkled in the tell-tale sign of a smile. You let the stack of books collect in your arms as you smiled back, "Hello, there. I'll be right here if you need me!" You assured.

"I'm just looking, but thank you," the man said. You nodded and continued your work. Once the shipment of books had been completely sorted into the correct places, you took your place behind the counter. The man looked carefully at each of the books that made their home in your little shop. Although he gave attention to all of them, you could see his gaze consistently drawn back to a red, leather bound book with gold lettering. It was an astronomy book, one of the most beautiful in the shop. Also one of the most expensive, which was what kept most people from buying it.

But eventually the man picked it up and ran his fingers over it carefully. He gazed so lovingly over the pages that you couldn't help but stare at him with a smile on your face.

"This one, please," he asked, setting the book gently on your counter.

"I'll be sad to part with this one, but I'm happy it has finally found a home," you state, taking the man's coin from his hand.

"You talk about the book as though it's your friend," he chuckled.

"All these books are my friends," you gestured around your shop. "If I didn't think they could be, I'd get rather lonely around here."

The man smiled while taking the small coins he received in change from your hand, "Well feel free to come visit your friend anytime." He held the astronomy book up. "But for now, we must both take our leave." He looked out the shop window at two palace guards passing by then quickly walked in the opposite direction of them.

"Librarian! Librarian!" three children ran into your shop.

"What is it?" you had asked, alarmed by their volume and suddenness.

"What business did Prince Wonwoo have in your shop?"

You had been shocked to learn that it had been the Crowned Prince himself in your shop, mortified that you hadn't realized it was him, and worried after finding out he had snuck out of the castle that day. But then he had started visiting town more often on adventures that had actually been permitted by his parents.

His purchases from the bookshop had given you a journey through the interests of the prince. First it was all astronomy. Then he had gone through a phase of clearing out your poetry section nearly every week. He had dabbled a bit in cartography books. In his current phase, he had been buying up your botany catalogues.

You wouldn't admit it, but you had been stocking up based on what had been sparking his interests.

And Prince Wonwoo would never admit it, but the reason he came to a small bookshop in the town instead of getting someone in the castle to fill his library, was because of you.

Prince Wonwoo felt light and airy as he stepped into your shop to be greeted by your smile, "Welcome, Your Majesty."

"Good afternoon [Y/N]," he gave a smile back, only hoping his could be as radiant as yours. "How is my favorite librarian?"

You laughed softly at the comment, a sound that always made Wonwoo's smile grow even larger. "I'm doing better than ever. The future of my bookshop is promised since it has become the main vendor for a certain prince."

Wonwoo hoped he wasn't blushing. "Well that's a relief. I would be quite disappointed if this place were to shut down." He was already amongst the shelves of books. He noticed that you had already restocked the botony shelf, the fact made the tips of his fingers tingle. He reached immediately for one with light green binding.

"I figured you would like that one," your sweet voice sang through the shelves of the shop. "It includes plants out of our region. I thought you might have enough books documenting our native selection."

Wonwoo flipped through the pages, his eyes taking in the sights of flowers he couldn't have imagined in his wildest dreams. "I do like it," he confirmed. He paused before deciding to take a bit of a risk. "I also like having a librarian that seems to cater so carefully to her clients." There was silence for a moment, Wonwoo felt his heartbeat all the way down to the tip of his toes.

"I do my best," you responded, a laugh accompanying your words. You always laughed around him, that was good, right?

"You wouldn't happen to have a zoology section?" Wonwoo asks, the light green book now held firmly in his grip. It would certainly be going home with him.

"Zoology now, huh?" you call, stretching your arms to stock books on the highest shelves.

"My professor was telling me of incredible creatures from other lands. It sparked an interest, I suppose," Wonwoo offers shyly. You appear from around a bookcase, ever-present smile on your face.

"Exotic zoology. My, what incredible studies our prince takes part in," you say. Wonwoo notices that your tone is not one of mocking, but of genuine praise and awe. He uses an imaginary scratch on the back of his head as excuse to duck down. Hopefully it will keep you from noticing the way his face flushes. "I figured this was coming, so..."

Wonwoo watches as you walk a few bookshelves over and then place yourself in front of a specific section. He tries not to read too much into how you seem to already have books in mind for him as you pluck them from the shelves. There's three books in your arms making a sizable stack of themselves as you make your way back too them.

There's a thick one with deep black leather bound to it, "This one covers just about everything. Although, it is a more difficult read. I haven't forgotten that you like a challenge."

Next there's a red one. Slightly muted in pigmentation compared to the astrology book he first bought, but still beautiful, "This is exotic animals."

The last is a light yellow one. Wonwoo thinks every time you pick a book for him, the cover becomes his favorite color. He's commissioned several paintings based on the hues you've made him see. "This one is local fauna, since I know you'll want it eventually." He had been careful taking the other two books from you. But after you explained the third, he let his finger slide over yours as he accepted it.

You don't react, just smile at him the way you always do.

Wonwoo doesn't know what this means, but he hopes to find out.

The seasons pass and Wonwoo finds subject after subject to study. In reality, his professors have told him many times that he is a well-rounded student who is knowledgable on many subjects. But he insists that he needs to learn more. There's always more and there are still empty library shelves.

After some time, Wonwoo's parents send his professors off to take a break. Wonwoo is devastated. His parents think he may really just love learning that much. But truthfully, Wonwoo now has no excuse to go to the librabry without subjects to learn. He stares at the number of empty shelves in his own library. He can find one, he's sure.

The shop door dings as someone enters. "What is it today?" you say as you see the prince's ruffled black hair. "Are we off of local history and onto history of foreign lands? Or have we moved off of history entirely?"

"I actually came for fiction today," he grins.

You pause dramatically in your movements, "I'm sorry? Our prince of many interests is looking for simple fiction?"

Wonwoo laughs before he nods, "I'll need much to entertain myself while my professors take an extended break."

"Then let me introduce you to all of my favorites," you say excitedly. Wonwoo has the largest stack of books that he's ever had in your store by the end.

"You have a lot of favorites," Wonwoo admires each and every title, excited to follow behind you on the adventures you've taken before.

"Well I wouldn't keep a shop full of books if I didn't like them," you shrug. You take a moment to study Wonwoo and the pile. "Would you like help taking those back?" His head snaps up. "I don't mean to intrude," you back off immediately, "it's just a lot for one person to carry."

"Oh I didn't feel any intrustion. I was just surprised," his expression softens as he realizes he looks like he took offense. "Technically visitors are only allowed in the palace on invitation from the King and Queen."

"Ah, I understand," you stew with him in silence for too long. "Well you could also store some here for the time being and take them back overtime. I don't mind holding them for you. You could even read them here if you like."

"That's a nice offer."

"Well, we should enjoy it while it lasts, right?"

"What do you mean 'while it lasts?'" Wonwoo looks concerned up at you.

"Once your library is filled, you won't be coming around here anymore," you share a look with him. "I hope I'm not out of line if I say that I will miss your company when that day comes."

Wonwoo feels content. He has his answer. You gave it to him willingly. Without saying words. Without him having to ask.

"Well you don't have to worry about that," he says nonchalantly.

"Oh?" you inquire.

"No, I mean, once my librabry is complete, I'll need someone to help me tend to it," Wonwoo hesitates before he lays his hand over yours where it rests on the books. The ones you handpicked just for him.

"If I didn't know any better," you say, "I'd say you wanted to keep me around for awhile longer."

"Yes [Y/N], I'd like to keep you around for as long as possible."

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inkedobsidian · 7 months

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~Interview Process~

summary: Y/N helps her current boss find his replacement through a trick, and it goes exactly to plan

pairing: CEO!WonwooxPA!Reader

warnings: mentions of businessmen being assholes, fluffy otherwise

word count: 2,592

a/n: This is my first post for a SVT member so it had to be Wonwoo. The CEO's name and his wife's name are all fictional I just thought of them on the spot. Also since I just finished Business Proposal I thought the world could use a little more CEO!Wonwoo. Requests are open and I have a prompt list too if you want any ideas! @celestialpearls

Master-list - Prompts

The day Kim Seung-Woo, the CEO of a popular tech company and also your direct boss announced his retirement the tech world was shocked. Seung-Woo was barely in his late 30’s but the net worth he’d created had allowed him enough freedom to retire as soon as his wife was about to give birth to their first child. You had been his receptionist/assistant in the first few years of the company but as the company grew your responsibilities became more focused on being a personal assistant to Kim Seung-Woo. This had given you a close bond with him and his wife Hwang Sun Hee, you’d started working there at 17 and here you were nearly a decade later at 25.

This meant that you were treated a lot more personally than every other employee but that also meant you were pulled into Kim Seung-Woo’s ‘antics’ a lot. Considering he had built the company from a garage to a multi-billion won company it was also commented on how ‘normal’ he remained. Kim Sun Hee was the same woman he started dating as a teenager, being through broke times together they always kept each other in the mind set to not take anything they had for granted. This made Seung-Woo dead set on not letting someone run his company who would only respect the top players and not everyone in the company.

“I don’t understand what me dressing up as a janitor is going to do to help, surely how they treat me as your assistant will be enough?” You spoke candidly to Seung-Woo and Sun Hee as they sat across from you at the coffee table. Sun Hee laughed as she knew Seung-Woo had thought of a new ‘test’ for the candidates to replace him.

“See dumb people would disrespect you not thinking you had any influence, but smart and crafty people will be fake kind and then mistreat you once I leave. Only a special and deserving kind of person will be nice to even the lowest person in the building aka. the cleaner.” Seung-Woo spoke so informally and calmly that you almost wanted to burst into laughter at how confident he was in himself and his idea. Sun Hee just patted his hand in an ‘of-course’ dear kind of way that made you look at them both with such adoration, they genuinely have become extended family to you over these years.

So the next day you were here waiting for Seokmin to arrive as he was covering for you for the few hours of interviews. Why Seung-Woo picked the most un-serious person for an entire day of essentially tricking people was beyond you, Seokmin could barely hold in his laughter at the idea.

“All of the calls are just being sent to the phone in the other office for the time period for me to answer all you have to do is do your normal job from my desk, then call me 10 minutes for a candidate is due for me to come out then call Seung-Woo when candidates are here. I know need to go change…” You gave Seokmin a pat on his back as you slowly walked away, you could already hear his laugh as you walked to the staff room on your.

“It’s fine, it’s only 5 hours and they promised BBQ…” You whispered to yourself. You weren’t completely against wearing comfy clothes for 5 hours of your shift but the whole premise did seem rather strange. However, it proved to work perfectly.

Your entire role was to do your job from the empty COO office, then when a candidate was due you were supposed to ‘clean’ around the waiting room and ask the candidate to move politely so you could clean where they are to gauge their reaction. You had to admit 3 hours in it was working amazingly. Every single candidate that had walked in had been amazingly polite to Seokmin, then more than 50% were rude to you just for even being in the room while they were “trying to focus”. Every single time it happened Seokmin would write a red circle next to their name.

You couldn’t lie after 3 1/2 hours of this you were tired and you were also tired of being randomly shouted at by men in suits that you couldn’t help but laugh at internally. If only they knew that the hiring decisions were based almost entirely on their interaction with you. You’d almost zoned out when the phone rang again and it was Seokmin.

“You got 10 minutes until the next one if you wanna head down.” He had the same tone in his voice that he was smiling as he spoke and it made you feel a little better that at least someone you got along with was in the same space. You began to plug your headphones back in and made your way out of the office pushing the cleaning cart. As you were about to turn the corner you felt a small tap on your shoulder. As you unplugged your headphones you saw a man almost the same age as you staring back at you with an awkward lopsided smile. He immediately introduced himself and bowed which shocked you, that didn’t even happen when you were dressed normally by a lot of people.

“I'm sorry to interrupt you are probably very busy but do you know the way to Kim Seung-Woo’s office? I’m here for an interview.” His voice was deep and smooth and for a second you forgot yourself how to get there. His tall and wide frame made him look imposing especially the full black suit and slicked-back hair but his politeness made the energy around him feel calm.

“I’m actually heading that way now if you’d like to follow me!” You were just finally glad you weren’t dealing with snide or sometimes pure rude comments. You walked around the few corners in comfortable silence and when you reached the doors that had “Kim Seung-Woo’s Office” etched into the plate the candidate actually jogged ahead to grab the door for the cart. He stood to the side as you pushed the cart through and you gave a curt bow of the head as you walked past. You decided to just go to the opposite side of the room and let him speak to Seokmin then sit down.

“Jeon Wonwoo here for an interview at 4 pm.” He spoke in the same soft and calm voice to Seokmin who just beamed back positivity and offered him a drink before telling him to take a seat. This was your cue, Seokmin would leave the room and you would ask them to move. Just in case anyone held their tongue around Seokmin, you didn’t expect anything from this candidate so you weren’t as nervous.

Seokmin waited 2 minutes for him to sit down before he left to make whatever drink he’d asked for. This was your cue, you tried to nonchalantly walk up to him but as he noticed you approach he stood up already and moved to the side. This shocked you as most people weren’t aware you were even there until you spoke to them.

“Ah, I’m sorry I’ll be very quick and you can take a seat.” You smiled politely and very quickly swept underneath the chair as he stood there holding both hands behind his back, just waiting. As you stood up again to move back you gave another bow for a brief apology.

“Nonsense you have a job to do I understand.” He spoke as he gave you the same bow in return and took the same seat again. Now you understood Seung-woo's point, you couldn’t tell him that though it would give him far too much ego as Sun Hee would say.

Finally, Seokmin returned, gave Mr. Jeon his drink, and went into the interview room for the second part of his interview. He was the only candidate that day to leave with a green tick against his name, which was good enough for Seung-Woo but you didn’t hear anything else about the process after that day. You just feared having to do that for a whole day again.

A whole month later you were finally at that BBQ that was offered for your fun day of dress-up. It was at the same BBQ place you had joined the Kims for dinner once a month every month since you joined the company. It was a small family-owned restaurant in the same area where Seung-Woo and Sun Hee used to have their first house, you guys had never moved to a different restaurant this place was too loved. You always dressed and spoke casually here that was just how the 3 of you worked. However, this time the table was for 4.

You were waiting at the front of the restaurant for the couple to arrive when someone tapped you on the shoulder again. As you turned you saw Mr. Jeon again, he was giving the same smile but this time his hair wasn’t slicked back and he was in a much more casual outfit, he was also wearing glasses this time. He must have worn contacts for the interview, you didn’t know why though the glasses looked great.

“Excuse me, have we met before?” He asked almost unsure of himself. It had been a month since so his voice was almost certain but he also didn’t know your name to be certain. Just as you were about to speak you heard Kim Seung-Woo’s voice to your right.

“Ah yes this is Y/N L/N, she’s my assistant. You however met her in her lovely janitor outfit, which will be explained I promise but let’s sit down first.” He said pulling you into a side hug and then Sun Hee embraced you as well. Wonwoo was confused, he couldn’t deny that, it was rare for a CEO to treat people with this much kindness. It was a nice change for him.

As you all took your seats are your regular table the entire situation was explained to Wonwoo who you could tell was holding in laughter at certain points of the story, especially every time you interrupted Seung-Woo with a small anecdote about something someone said to you. It was nice to see the relationship you had built over the years. Wonwoo was still unsure why he was invited considering he hadn’t been offered the job or even contacted about it.

“Before we get to the enjoyed part of this evening, I wanted to talk about the topic at hand.” Seung-Woo all of a sudden became very serious, it was almost like the music in the restaurant lowered itself so he could be heard. “Mr Jeon, May I call you Wonwoo?”

“Of course, sir.” He replied quickly, it was honestly a massive honor.

“Wonwoo, I would like to offer you this jo-my job. However, this job offer is conditional,” You had no idea what the conditions were, it was never something discussed but then again you didn’t discuss everything, “The obvious one is the shares of the company I keep which we already discussed in the interview if you’re comfortable with them and we already spoke that they could be discussed should you have children of your own.”

Wonwoo nodded along as he spoke, the conditions were more than generous considering the job Wonwoo would be taking, it was almost too good to be true.

“Now this is the most un-conditional one and it will actually be drafted into the contract. Y/N L/N’s job is secure. She will always serve the CEO as the assistant and her salary will never drop from where it is, it will only ever be increased should her job increase,” Now this took you by surprise. You knew the Kim’s treated you like family over this past decade but this really put the icing on the cake of it all, the emotions almost overwhelmed you and then you felt Sun Hee reach for your hand, “She’s worked for us since the beginning and frankly she was the person that made us realize we wanted to raise a child, and I want to protect her as I leave.”

This entire gesture made Wonwoo smile in a way he couldn’t describe, the spot he was taking was big shoes to fill and he knew that but the idea that the person in charge cared about people so heavily warmed his heart. Wonwoo had absolutely no protests to keeping Y/N around but why would he, if Seung-Woo had nothing but good things to say about her then she would be a brilliant help to Wonwoo as he got settled.

“Okay now before I cry can we finally..” Y/N said as she held up her glass of soju and looked down at the grilling meat. Seung-Woo laughed at this as it was very typical and he grabbed his own glass, and then everyone followed suit. It immediately all became a celebration for Wonwoo and his new position and the drinks flowed in accordance. Maybe since it was Monday the next day you think everyone would have drank significantly less…

However here you were at 8:50 in the elevator going up to your floor, today the diary was all clear just to get Wonwoo used to the floor and his space then Seung-Woo would be here for the next month the do a full cross-train of every floor and section they have before he finally retires 3 months before Kim JR. is born. The walk to the office was easy and surprisingly the door to Wonwoo’s office was already open so he must have found his way this time.

“Good morning, Mr. Jeon. I just got you a regular coffee for this morning but if you let me know what you prefer then I can grab it for you tomorrow.” You say giving a curt bow. He returned the action immediately.

“Please Ms. L/N call me Wonwoo. I know you called Mr. Kim by his name I’d like to keep it casual and comfortable like before.” He said smiling at you, he also wore his glasses today instead of contacts. Maybe it was because of the off-handed, maybe tipsy comment you made about the glasses suiting his face whatever you meant by that.

“Well then, Wonwoo. Feel free to call me Y/N. You have a really easy time this morning before the parade of media in the afternoon. All your log-ins are in the diary you just need to get logged onto everything this morning and just settle in. If you want you can check your calendar to see what’s set and just give me a call when you need me.” You smiled back, you knew the vibe would be different from Seung-Woo but you’re hopeful for the future.

“Thank you, Y/N. I look forward to working with you.” His face almost transformed when he smiled, he was usually so stern looking but the moment he smiled it was like everything softened. Seung-Woo had made the perfect choice to continue his legacy with smarts and kindness at even levels.

“I look forward to working with you too Wonwoo.” You said as you closed the door and took a seat at your desk again. Wonwoo looked down at the cup you placed on his desk that had “Happy 1st day!!” scribbled onto the cardboard cup and he couldn’t help but smile again as he took a photo of it to save in his phone.

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satoruvt · 1 year

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[9:09 PM]

wonwoo, 507 words, fluff, sfw, no warnings.

a/n: life has been nothing but upsetting since ulting wonu. i love him a lot

“You’re still out here?”

You jump a little in your seat, feeling your heart rush suddenly at the sound of another person. Wonwoo’s walking closer to the fire, hands in his pajama pants pockets with a small smile on his face.

“Yeah,” you say after a moment, trying to catch your breath after your little scare. Wonwoo hums. “I can’t sleep well away from home.”

“Me either, most of the time,” he responds.

To celebrate the end of finals and the beginning of your most conscious summer yet, Soonyoung booked a cabin out in the middle of nowhere. Two and a half weeks of nature and quiet, which was enough to get you to come along. You don’t really know if you’d call it camping, the way Soonyoung and Jun do, but it’s close enough, for now.

You’d met Wonwoo twice before you came out here. The first time at Soonyoung’s house as you were coming and he was going, and the second at your university’s art exhibition. He’d looked dreamy then, round glasses and earthy tones, thoughtful and gentle.

He’s looked even better during this trip. No makeup and fluffy hair, comfy clothes and dirtied sneakers. Soft laughter and a quiet voice. Even now, in the warm, warm light of the fire, he’s tender. You’ve spent a lot of soft moments with him over the last two weeks, sharing thoughts about books and laughing at everyone’s antics.

(And… different moments. Intimate moments. Fingers intertwining and little gasping laughs and Wonwoo’s eyes in the low lamplight in your room.)

“Weird that the trip is almost over,” you murmur, looking at the sky. The stars are so bright away from the city. “Feels like we’ve been here forever.”

“Yeah,” Wonwoo says. Crickets chirp behind his voice with the flicker of the fire, a beautiful soundtrack. “Any plans once we get back?”

You sigh, rolling your neck before looking back at him. “Work, probably,” you say, hoping he senses the pain in your voice. He seems to, given the half-amused, half-pitying smile on his face. “You?”

Wonwoo hums, tapping his leg and looking around like he’s thinking, but you get the feeling he already has his answer. Especially when he looks at you. “Seeing you more often, hopefully,” is what he seems to decide on, lips pursed in a playful smile.

You will your suddenly pounding heart to calm down, pulling the blanket you brought outside with you further up your body as a momentary distraction. “Yeah? I’m not just a summer fling?”

You mean it jokingly, and you know Wonwoo can tell. But still, he’s kind in the way he answers, “nah. I think I like you a little bit.”

You meet his eyes over the flames of the fire, something a little more still unspoken between the two of you. Sweet and simple, and important even still. So you nod, look out at the forest again in hopes it’ll do something to cool the heat in your face.

“I think I like you a little bit, too.”

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ksyongi · 2 years

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wonwoo thoughts

so i feel he's not big on pda or anything but at home, behind closed doors he is not. from clinging to you and giving you countless back hugs and resting his head on yours to many hours of kissing. wonwoo finds it an intimate thing. he'd make up for all the time outside just standing next to you with solely an arm around you. he'd be too shy to hug you back in public, he wants it all to be private no matter what.

from a quick peck you give him, it'll escalate quickly. wonwoo would wrap his arm around your waist and pull you onto his lap. your hands would comfortably rest around his shoulders. his head tilted downwards trying to find the best angle whilst just you explore each other's mouths. you don't expect him to make any small remarks during breathers. he just wants to pull you back and kiss you through the sunset, through the day. he'd whine when he finds it too short a duration or he would pout when you have to do something. "something more important than kissing me?" he would remark. he would only stop when both your lips are swollen. crystal clear that you were kissing moments ago. he would end it with a small smile playing on his face and a nice cuddling session on the couch.

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blu-joons · 2 years

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Cosy Tour Days ~ Jeon Wonwoo

“Well, this wasn’t quite how I imagined this trip to go,” you laughed, pulling the curtains back together after taking a glance out of the window, stunned by how heavy the rainfall was.

“I’m sorry,” was all that Wonwoo said as you turned back around.

“I don’t think you can control the weather unfortunately,” you joked as you took a seat back down on the bed, resting against his leg.

It was far from ideal for Wonwoo, after waiting weeks to reunite with you and show you around Tokyo during the leg of the tour, the weather had other ideas. There was no hope of either of you going anywhere with the weather unlike anything you’d ever seen before.

“I suppose the one plus side of this is that I finally get a day to just be in bed,” Wonwoo laughed as he rested his hand against the small of your back.

“You don’t even get to just spend a day in bed, you get to spend that day with me too,” you added, catching the corners of his mouth turning up.

If there was one advantage to the weather being bad whilst in Tokyo, it was that you were there too. The last thing that Wonwoo could imagine himself doing was spending all day in his hotel room by himself, but with you there, he didn’t have to worry about that.

“I had so many things planned for the two of us to do whilst you were here,” he whispered as you lowered yourself down beside him, “I was going to take you to that restaurant that I always tell you about every time that we come here.”

Wonwoo’s plans had been well and truly thrown out of the window, drenched by the rain that fell and blown about by the heavy winds that were knocking things over on the streets in all sorts of directions.

Their show that night had already been cancelled with no one able to get anywhere near the venue, leaving the boys lost in their hotel. None of them really knew what to do, all of them but Wonwoo, who had the best distraction that he needed.

Once you were beside him, his arm wrapped around you and pulled you into his side. His hand ran along your arm to keep you warm, with the weather not just impacting the outside, but the two of you on the inside of the hotel too.

“What are your thoughts on room service?” Wonwoo asked you as soon as he met your eyes.

“It’s not as if we can go out anywhere for food,” you joked, briefly looking across at the window. “Yeah, it’s definitely still raining out there to keep us in.”

Wonwoo sniggered back at you, squeezing around your frame tightly. “If the weather carries on, you might not be able to fly back to Seoul in a couple of days you know.”

“You sound pretty happy about that,” you noted, “some of us have got to go back and do some work, we can’t all laze around in hotels all day because work has been cancelled.”

Wonwoo poked against your side as you spoke, rolling your eyes as you messed with him. Luckily for you, you could tease him all day long, with nowhere to go he had no chance of being able to get away from you. Not that Wonwoo wanted to anyway, he was quite thankful for the weather and the day snuggled up with you that it gave him.

The two of you found yourselves laying for hours, talking endlessly about the things that had been going on in your lives whilst you’d been apart. Before you knew it, the night was drawing in, with Wonwoo’s phone vibrating beside him.

“The boys want to know if we want to join them to play some games,” Wonwoo informed you, “apparently Minghao found a packet of playing cards in the bottom of his case.”

Your eyes looked up to Wonwoo to try and figure out how he was feeling about joining them. His shoulders shrugged as he thought about it, after hours laying beside you, his legs especially didn’t seem to be too bothered about moving.

“Shall I just say that we’re alright here?” He asked you, “we can always go and join them next time they play something. If we go and play games with them that’ll mean that we’ll most likely have to sit apart from each other.”

“You’re far too warm for me to move away from right now,” you smiled, “I bet all of their rooms are absolutely freezing.”

Wonwoo nodded in agreement as he quickly typed a reply to the boys. “I know exactly what they’ll come back with you know. Their minds will go to one thing and one thing only when they see that we don’t want to join them.”

Your eyes rolled at just how predictable the boys were, knowing just how much they loved to tease you. You were content though cuddled up with Wonwoo, it was the perfect way to spend your day as the weather kept the two of you smiling hearing the rain fall against the window.

As expected, Wonwoo’s phone buzzed a few moments later with a message from Jeonghan in the group chat reminding the two of you to be careful. A sigh came from Wonwoo as he placed his phone back down, not even bothering to reply.

With his sigh turning into a chuckle, Wonwoo pulled you back into his side again. “Weirdly, I’ve quite enjoyed today and just the chance to do nothing, even if the weather sucks.”

“I think you needed a break too,” you agreed, “hearing your voice on our call back in Seoul you sounded exhausted, I was starting to worry about you quite a lot too.”

Wonwoo smiled widely back across at you, “it’s been tough being on this tour, but do you know what one thing has made me feel a whole lot better? The fact that you’re here now to be able to spend time with me.”

“Maybe this weather has been a bit of a blessing in disguise.”

“It’s given me a day with you, I definitely can’t complain,” Wonwoo proudly replied. “I mean if we’d have gone out and explored you can guarantee that one of them would have ended up tagging along with us too.”

Your head immediately nodded in agreement with him, “they mean well,” you tried to tell Wonwoo, but his head shook back at you. “They’re your friends and they like me, that’s the most important thing.”

Whilst you were still a little nervy around the boys, they all adored you. Wonwoo constantly found himself telling you about stories with the boys and how they had mentioned to him just how great they thought you were with him.

Even though he wouldn’t have minded a day with you and the boys, an afternoon with you in his hotel room was even better. The weather might not have been ideal, but it had led to the perfect day for Wonwoo.

“I say we just nap for the rest of the evening,” Wonwoo suggested, “it’s hard to stay awake when that rain sounds so nice.”

“You need to rest, you’ve got shows to do soon,” you reminded him.

“I’ll be alright for them, don’t you worry.”

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On the Stage

나는 그 미소를 다시 볼수 있었으면 좋겠어. I want to be able to see that smile again.

Description: After a pretty nasty fan encounter, you aren’t the same. The thought of getting in front of fans scares you and it’s difficult for you to step outside with Wonwoo or one of the other members next to you. But it’s not what you want. You want to interact with him and his members and the fans more freely but at the same time it terrifies you. Yet, you’re willing to try for him and for yourself. Warnings: Anxiety Genre: angst, fluff, Idol!Wonwoo x Fem!Reader Word Count: 2.8k

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The first of the two concert days approaches quickly. The days counting down to hours and now it is only an hour away.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Wonwoo wonders, playing with your hand.

You nod, “I think so. And if it ends up being too much, I can always come back here.”

“That’s true.” Wonwoo smiles softly, “Jaeyoon and Minwoo can always bring you back in here in a split second.”

You smile back even though your heart is beating hard. You haven’t really left his side or any of the members' side since the incident a few months ago. The incident that left you terrified of facing anyone in public alone. There wasn’t any physical harm but the rough touches and close proximity was too much. Not to mention the words that were said to you.

Since then, you’ve stayed in the shadows. Never really going out unless Wonwoo was with you and if Wonwoo needed to do something away from you, another member would dutifully step in and stick to your side, giving you comfort in anyway until Wonwoo could return.

But as time went on, you started to miss the feeling of being able to properly interact with fans and not needing to be with someone just for your heart to beat normally. You miss the moments in the past when you could appear on stage at concerts as a surprise and interact and play with the fans as a fan favorite.

After many late night talks, you and Wonwoo figured a concert might be a good place to test your boundaries. With the large amount of security, the orderly-ness of seats, and the easy access to a private space if things got out of hand.

You have all the reassurances but it still has your heart going crazy with worry and anxiety. However, you know, if you don't try now, you might never be able to do what you want.

So here you are, just before the concert start, building up the last bit of courage you need to let go of Wonwoo’s hand and make your way to your seat.

“If you need me, you know where to find me.” Wonwoo says quietly before giving you a quick kiss. “But I know you can do this. And I’m proud of you for taking this first step.”

“Me too.” You suck in a breath and let his hand go. “I’ll see you after the concert.”

The other members wave and give you large smiles of encouragement as you leave the waiting room, gripping Jaeyoon’s arm and Minwoo behind you.

Your seats have a decent view of the stage and are tucked away so fan interactions are kept to a minimum. Of course, a few fans noticed but they are unable to do anything but point and snap a few pictures. After a stern look from both Jaeyoon and Minwoo, the attention on you stops immediately.

You can feel the energy buzzing all around you, Carats excitedly waiting to see their favorite idols. The concert starts and the music does an excellent job in drowning out your heartbeat pounding in your ears. There are a couple moments when you want to give up. But Jaeyoon and Minwoo simply grab your hands, give reassuring squeezes and words of encouragement. You end up gripping their hands pretty tightly but if it hurts, they don’t say so.

The final ments of the night come around and you listen intently to each and every member talk about their feelings for the night and the concert prep.

“Like the other members said, the preparation for this concert was stressful.” Wonwoo says, looking around the stadium. “But being able to hear Carats sing along and to feel the energy that Carats have makes all the preparation stress worth it. It’s been a while since we last met but seeing you tonight gives me the energy to keep going for the next time we get to sing and dance together.” Wonwoo looks left and right at his members. “I think I have to thank my members more than ever tonight. The past few months have been really hard for me and (y/n). The Seventeen members have been so supportive and helpful to both of us that I don’t think she or I would have been able to manage if it weren’t for them.”

When the words hit your ears, tears start to line your eyes with the memories of the difficult days when the members were there to comfort you whole-heartedly. Dokyeom and Seungkwan look up to the sky, attempting to keep their own tears at bay. Seungcheol rests a hand on Wonwoo’s back in comfort and the others look on with solemn expressions. The crowd is cooing and offering cheers of encouragement.

“So really, thank you to my members.” Wonwoo continues, his hand gripping his towel to keep somewhat of a calm exterior. “I also have a wish that I want to express.”

“What’s your wish?” Jeonghan asks and everyone looks to Wonwoo.

Wonwoo takes a deep breath, and even though he can’t definitely see you, he looks at the spot where he knows you are sitting. “Recently, I’ve been missing the moments when we could stand next to each other and smile and laugh freely with the members and Carats. So I really wish that one day, you and I will be able to stand together on a stage together. I know it will take a long time but someday, in the future, I want to be able to see that smile again.”

Seungkwan clears his throat, “That’s a good wish. I also wish for that.”

“Me too.” Woozi nods his head in agreement.

The other members nod in agreement.

You have known that it’s been on his mind, the longing for the past, and it tears you up that you can’t give it to him yet. But you also want the same wish to come true so the motivation has never died down.

Later that night, after the concert and the following V-Live, you are all back in the dorm, many of the members exhausted but still high on the energy they received from Carats. So you’re all sitting around talking and trying to wind down from the night.

It’s then that you make a decision.

“Seungcheol,” You grab his attention and he looks at you with wide, attentive eyes. “Can you help me with something?”

“Sure, what is it?” He asks, fully turning to you.

You take a deep breath, not quite believing you can even get the words out. “Tomorrow, I, uh, I want to get on stage.”

“EH?” Seungcheol’s surprise escapes him faster than he can think. “That came out wrong.”

You smile at his surprise, “I know it’s sudden but I really want to. But I don’t think I can do it alone. And I think if I go up with Wonwoo, I'll revert and won’t actually stand on my own.”

“So you want me to help you get up on stage first.” Seungcheol pieces the parts together like the leader he is.

You nod.

“I can help but can I ask why now?” He wonders with care in his voice.

“Because I feel like if I don’t do it now, I will never ever be able to do it. It’s Wonwoo’s wish but it’s also my wish. And I want to make my own wish come true. Plus hearing Wonwoo admit it out loud to fans, it makes it more of a concrete thing than just a dream that could disappear.” You explain, both knowing that it’s kind of big deal when Wonwoo admits things in front of Carats being the private person he is.

“Okay, so how about this?” Seungcheol nods and starts explaining a plan. A plan that somehow is unheard by any of the remaining members in the living room.

The second day of the concert and the preparations go similarly to the day before only with more silliness between the members. Less nerves about how the night will go.

“Tonight, same plan?” Wonwoo asks during one of their breaks.

You nod, “Same plan. Yesterday went fine so I want to try again.”

Wonwoo smiles brightly, happy to know that you are taking steps in the right direction. “Tonight will be awesome. I’ll make sure of it.”

“I’ll be watching you the whole time. So don’t mess up.” You joke with a small nose scrunch.

“Like I ever mess up.” Wonwoo laughs with his head thrown back and for a moment, everything is normal. Recently there have been more and more moments like this and these moments are what give you extra confidence that you can fulfill his wish sooner than he thinks.

Again the concert goes as smoothly as yesterday. Possibly even better with the way the boys are relaxed and a bit more silly than normal which in turn makes the energy from Carats even crazier.

While they are singing the first two songs of the encore set, Jaeyoon and Minwoo lead you back stage towards the extended stage, away from where the members will be sitting while giving their final ments.

Jaeyoon hands your ear pieces over and they feel odd in your hands. It’s been so long since you’ve had them in your hand or your ears that it feels very alien. But they must go in if you have any chance of hearing any of the members or your cue from Seungcheol over the cheers that will definitely consume the stadium.

Tonight, Seungcheol made sure he is the last to give his final ment. Coincidentally, Wonwoo ends up going first. Which makes the surprise almost better, in Seungcheol’s mind.

You wait just behind the curtains leading to the stairs up to the stage, sitting on a stool as the members start their ending ments. Jaeyoon and Minwoo are still with you and will stay with you until Seungcheol is by your side.

Starting with Wonwoo all the way to Seungcheol, each go through their feelings, much of which are similar to yesterday’s. Wonwoo ends up expressing thanks to the members and Carats for supporting and helping both him and you. You nod in silent agreement, taking a mental note to thank Carats when you get up on the stage.

But Wonwoo leaves out his wish. You guess it’s cause he doesn’t want to seem pushy with it.

You can feel and hear your heartbeat running like crazy but you realize it feels a little different. It doesn’t feel like a heartbeat of fear. It feels more like a heartbeat of anticipation, of excitement. The realization only makes you more excited. Yes, you are still terrified to the point that your knuckles are almost white from gripping your microphone so hard. But there is a happiness knowing that excitement is mixed in with the nervousness.

“Oh, and I have one last thing.” Seungcheol begins his rehearsed part.

“Where are you going, hyung?” Dino asks as you know that Seungcheol is moving towards where you will pop out of.

“Members stay there. I have a present for you.” Seungcheol says, giddily. “It’s a pretty cool surprise actually. One that I am very honored to be able to give my members. And I say it’s for all the members but in truth, it’s probably going to be most meaningful to Wonwoo.”

“Me?” Wonwoo wonders, confused as to what it could be.

Peeking through the curtains, you watch the side screens and see that all the members are standing at the center on the big stage, confusion spread on all their faces. Even the Carats right in front of you are just as confused as the members are. Seungcheol walks backwards, never taking his eyes off his members.

“Wonwoo, what was the wish you made yesterday?” Seungcheol asks Wonwoo to say his wish as he creeps over to side where you are hidden.

Wonwoo cautiously answers, unsure of where this is going. “That (y/n) and I could stand together on the stage again… Wait…”

“Seriously?” Hoshi says in disbelief and many members’ jaws drop.

“No… really?” Joshua mutters.

“I’m going to make our wish come true, Wonwoo.” Your voice echoes through the stadium a split second before you walk out into the open.

For a second, hearing and seeing the fans screaming in front of you makes you hesitate. Seungcheol sees this and immediately skips down the stairs to stand next to you, a supportive hand out for you to hold and a confident smile on his face. He stands on the side with Carats to help block out the sight which brings you a bit of comfort that he knows exactly what you need without you having to voice it.

With a death grip on your microphone and Seungcheol’s hand, you slowly take the steps, one by one. Seungcheol knows you have to take this slowly so he follows your pace. You try to avoid looking at the crowds, scared that they will make you turn around. In the quick glances you do take, you see that they all have smiles on their faces and some even have tears running down their cheeks but their smiles tell you they are happy tears.

By the time you get up onto the stage, the members on stage are freaking out, jumping up and down and screaming. You are, of course, shaking like a leaf in the wind but the fact that you even stepped onto the stage gives you a sense of pride.

With the realization that you are actually on the stage, your eyes begin to tear up, half from fear and half from happiness. You look at Wonwoo who is standing stunned in the middle of the members. Dokyeom is gripping onto his arm, shaking it with excitement (and a few tears) but it’s like Wonwoo’s stuck in a trance. Like he’s trying to decide if it’s a dream or if it's truly reality.

You bring the microphone up to your mouth and everyone can see the shake of your hand. “It’s been a few months, but this was something we both wanted. You want to come make it completely true?” You ask breathless from your heart racing so fast.

Your question breaks Wonwoo out of his trance. He blinks once before racing down the stage towards you with the other members following. But of course, being the fast runner he is, he beats all of them.

Wonwoo slows down enough so he doesn’t slam into you but it is faster than you expected. He wraps you up in a hug and spins you around. He can feel just how hard your heart is beating which makes him even more proud that you are able to do this even through the nerves and the fear.

Wonwoo sets your feet on the floor but he doesn’t release you from his hold. So the other members have no choice but to give you a giant group hug.

You plant a small hidden kiss on his neck (the only place you can reach in the tight hug) and tap his back twice letting him know he needs to let go. He backs away and a tiny bit of your shaking has left, now that you are surrounded with the people who bring you the most comfort. Wonwoo has a vice grip on your hand and you know he is not letting your hand go.

Tears and smiles are everywhere on the members’ faces and as you bravely look out into the crowd, you see the same mirrored on the faces of Carats.

You smile at the crowd and that only makes them scream louder. But once you raise your microphone up, they quiet down, eager to hear what you have to say. “It has been a very long time since I’ve said this.” You take in a deep breath, “Hello, Carats!” You say as loudly as your racing heart will let you and the entire stadium erupts in the loudest screams you have ever heard.

Even the Seventeen members are shocked that they could scream that loud. Seungcheol gets a bit pouty with jealously but from the gleam in his eyes, everyone knows he is only joking.

"Carats, I want to say thank you." You scan the crowd, making as much eye contact as you possibly can, "Thank you for supporting Seventeen. Thank you comforting Wonwoo and the others when I couldn't help. And lastly, thank you for supporting and waiting for me. I know it wasn't easy to watch all this happen, but knowing Seventeen always had your support made it easier for me to take time to heal. Thank you so much."

The crowd erupts into more screams and cheers.

"What do you say, (y/n)? Think you can stay for a song?" Jeonghan wonders, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"I think I can try, but don't expect me to move much." You say truthfully with a nervous laugh.

"You're here, that's all we care about right now." Wonwoo says, "And I'll stay right here with you."

You smile and lean into him as the next encore set song begins to play. The members immediately start to run around and interact with the fans. Wonwoo stays next to you, bouncing along to the beat. He notices you not moving much so he stands behind you and wraps his arounds around your shoulders, using his body to gently move yours. Slowly, with every verse that passes, you loosen up and soon you're able to dance alone with Wonwoo at your side. Of course, you don't move from your spot but no one cares. Each member comes up to you and dances with you before moving on.

The Carats in front of the stage often try to get your attention and smile and dance with you which helps you lose some the nerves. You for sure aren't fully ready to come back, but this is the first step and with it being a success, it makes you more determined to take the next step and the next.

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Sweet Home • Jeon Wonwoo [6]

Summary: The world has been taken over by humans turning into monsters, and you try to survive alongside your neighbors in your apartment complex. | Days after finding the new special grade demon, things slowly start spiraling downhill when you uncover his secret plans to kill all of you. |

[previous chapter]

Words: 3.3k

Genre: Apocalyptic au

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x Reader

Warning: cursing, violence, death

As winter closed in, the residents found themselves huddling together in the same room to sleep. There was no room with any kind of heat whatsoever, so all of them were forced to huddle together to keep warm at night. There were complaints at first, but once they realized it was either that or freeze, they were quick to agree.

You walked through the halls, carrying more blankets you had found on a run through the first floor of the complex. Luckily for you, you didn't have a run in with any monsters, and you managed to find five thin blankets, and well as three thicker ones.

Hwanwoong had went with you, and thanks to him you had extra hands to help bring the blankets to the main floor. Once there he left to go back to the others to help them board up windows.

"Beomgyu, I'm telling you. They're going to turn on you sooner or later."

You stopped in your tracks, keeping behind the corner. You listened as Dulsik talked. Was eavesdropping a little weird? Probably, but he was talking about the people of the complex. That gave you a pass.

"They wouldn't." Beomgyu's voice filled your ears, and you almost smiled at his trust in all of you. He really was a sweet kid.

"They're humans!" Dulsik reminded him quickly. "You're a monster. They're going to lose their faith in you, and when they do you'll end up just like every other monster they've encountered."

"Those monsters attacked first. They can't help it if they get scared and want to live."

"And when they get scared of you? Then what?" Beomgyu went quiet, and you didn't like it. If he went silent then that meant he was thinking Dulsik's words over. The last thing any of you needed was Beomgyu turning against you. "It's better to kill them out before they kill us."

Your eyes widened, and you quickly turned in the other direction to find another way to the main room. Dulsik had to of known you were there, and he wouldn't of minded making you an example of his statement, especially since you were listening into their conversation.

You had to tell the others- no you couldn't. If you did then they would surely want to take Dulsik out. Then Beomgyu would see that he was right, but then again your actions would've been justified. He wanted to kill all of you, so how could he be against you if you wanted him gone first.

You were conflicted. They deserved to know. What should you do? If Dulsik finds out that they knew he'd go ahead and end them all. Why was everything so-

"Y/N?" Jieun placed a hand on your shoulder, bringing you back to reality. "Are you alright?"

You blinked. "Yeah. Why?"

"You were standing here for a couple of minutes, staring down the hall. Did something happen?" Her voice held concern. How she could be so sweet in a world like this, you didn't know.

You shook your head. "I'm fine. I was just deep in thought."

Jieun eyed you as if she didn’t believe you. “If you say so.”

You tried to give her a reassuring smile, but you weren’t sure how well it worked. You walked around her and towards the cabinet you kept the blankets in.

Your mind was clouded by the scenarios that could happen if you let what you knew out. Closing the cabinet, you walked out of the room and towards the security room. Wonwoo was already there, writing down everything they had.

“Found five more blankets.” You told him. He nodded, continuing to write down whatever he felt necessary.

You sat down on the bed the two of you shared, picking up one of the books on the small nightstand. You opened it, but found it hard to concentrate.

“Something on your mind?” Wonwoo asked. He turned the chair around so he was facing you.

You let out a sigh. “What do you think of Dulsik?”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Why?”

“Just asking.” You shrugged as if it were no big deal. “So?”

“Don’t really like him.” Wonwoo eyed you, trying to figure out what the meaning behind the question was. He came up with nothing. "Y/n, what do you know?"

You had been caught. Now you had to tell him. "I heard Dulsik talking to Beomgyu earlier. He's trying to make him think we're going to double cross him. He wants us dead."

"For what?"

"He said we'd turn on Gyu and try to kill him."

"Do you think Beomgyu believes him?"

You sighed, falling back onto the bed. "I hope not. How are we supposed to go about this? There's no way we can take on two special grade monsters."

Wonwoo leaned forward, resting his elbows on his legs. His hair fell around his eyes. "We can't just leave. Maybe we ask them to leave. They're part monster after all. They'd survive."

"But then we'd be proving him right. By asking them to leave we'd be going against Beomgyu." It was all frustrating. You didn't know what to do. "But we can't just stay here and wait for him to attack us."

Wonwoo nodded. "We'll tell the others. Ask what they think."

"Are you serious?"

“Are we going to die?”

“What are we supposed to do?”

They weren't taking the news well. After explaining it to them, they began to freak out. It was expected, but you still had no idea how to handle the situation.

“It’s alright.” Wonwoo tried to reassure them, but it would work.

Eunwoo scoffed. “The hell it is. The asshole wants to kill us.”

“What else did you guys expect from one of them?” Kevin asked.

The door to the right opened, revealing Dulsik and Beomgyu. “And what exactly am I?”

Kevin didn’t hesitate in answering. “A monster.”

Dulsik turned to Beomgyu with a satisfied look. “I told you. It was only a matter of time.”

Beomgyu turned to you, the hurt in his eyes clear. “What’s this about?”

“It’s not about you.” You told him before turning your eyes over to Dulsik. “It’s about him.”

“She heard what he said.” Wonwoo continued for her. “That he wants to kill us.”

“I do.” Dulsik had no shame in saying it. That was the scary part. He didn’t care if any of them knew. “It’s better than you killing me.”

“If you’re so worried why don’t you leave?” Hwanwoong asked. He stood by you, shuffling awkwardly. “You’d survive out there.”

“Hmm, no.” Dulsik waltzed around the lot of you, giving each of you a taunting smile. “I quite like it here.”

He placed a hand on Yoohyeon’s shoulder, and she began to breathe harder than normal. She fished her inhaler out of her pocket. She brought it up to her lips, but nothing came out.

“Shit.” She shook the medicine before trying once more. “I’m out.”

“Just calm down.” Jieun said, rubbing soothing circles on her back.

Wonwoo shook his head quickly. “An asthma attack isn’t the same as a panic attack. She needs medicine.”

Yoohyeon continued to breathe harder and harder. She pulled at her shirt as sweat began to make its way down her face. “Can’t… breathe-“

She fell to her knees, clawing at her throat that was failing to pump air from and too her lungs. Panic soon struck once more and everyone tried to find any way to help the panicking woman.

"I can get her an inhaler." You spoke up.

Hwanwoong was quick to shut your idea down. "She'd die before you got back."

"I can take her with me?"

"Take my car!" Jieun spoke up, tossing you a set of keys. "It's the blue kia in the front."

Taeyong stood up, and in one swift motion he picked Yoohyeon up in his arms. She clung to him, unable to fight back in this moment. You followed them to the door, motioning for Hwanwoong to open the gate. He nodded and sped off.

"What are you doing?" Wonwoo asked, following after them. "You'll die out there."

"It's better to take the chance than just let her die." He argued. The gate lifted, and Taeyong didn't hesitate to step out into open territory. You handed him the keys, and he took them gratefully.

Just as he was about to open the door, two shots rang out from inside the building. Time seemed to slow down as both Taeyong and Yoohyeon fell to the ground in a pool of their blood.

You were shoved behind Wonwoo as the gate lifted back down. You peeked around to see Dulsik holding a pistol in their direction. He lowered it as the gate snapped closed. He turned to all of you with a small smirk on his lips.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Wonwoo snapped, his arm gripping your wrist tightly in fear of you slipping away.

Dulsik turned to Beomgyu, the smirk long gone. "I told you. They were going to try and get rid of us."

"Y/n.." Beomgyu whispered, disbelief in his tone.

You shook your head quickly. "It's not that. Yoohyeon was having an asthma attack and Taeyong was taking her to get an inhaler."

Dulsik continued his twisted mind games. "It's not true. They were going to tell the armed forces about you and me."

"Then why the fuck was he carrying her?!" You stepped from around Wonwoo, who wasn't too thrilled about your decision. "If she was fine and we were sending them off to find help she wouldn't have been fighting to breath!"

You turned to Beomgyu, your pleading eyes baring into his confused ones. "Beomgyu, you have to believe me. I told you I wasn't going to give you in, and I meant it. Dulsik's just trying to get into your head so you turn on us. I heard what he said earlier."

"Oh yeah, I know all about your snooping." Dulsik stepped closer to you. He reached over to toy with a piece of your hair.

Wonwoo moved to reach out for you, but Dulsik held the pistol in his face, daring him to come any closer. "Woo, please don't."

"They're using you, Beomgyu. They lock you in a room and let you out only when they need you." Dulsik continued to try and manipulate the boy. "And when you're of no use to them anymore they'll dispose of you. That's the way it works."

"No it's not." You denied. "Yes, I admit locking you up was a bad choice and I fought against it, but the others wanted to be sure you wouldn't turn like the others one we saw."

Beomgyu's eyes never left yours as you and Dulsik each tried to lure him in the opposite direction. Soon enough, he walked over to you, reaching out to pull you from Dulsik's grasp.

"Don't touch her."

Dulsik's eyes darkened. "Oh, so that's how it is?"

In a split second, his demeanor changed. His eyes were now solid black and he lunged forward to grab you, but Beomgyu was quicker. He shoved you into Wonwoo before punching the boy.

Wonwoo wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to the wall and away from the two fighting demons. Beomgyu's bones began to crack, and his arms transformed into sharp wings.

You all stopped to stare at him in horror. The other demon transformed as well, a new set of limbs sprouting from underneath his arms. You hadn't seen anything like it, and you were living in an apocalyptic world.

Dulsik attacked first, grabbing Beomgyu by the head and shoving him backwards harshly. Beomgyu jumped back up and swung his winged arm at the boy, slicing into his face. He was quick to recover.

It went on like this for a bit. Once of them would strike, but the other would immediately recover and serve their own blow to their opponent. As they fought, they destroyed whatever was in their path.

The sun began to set around the building, and the light was lighting up the small room. You stood up straighter. "Gyu, the sunset!"

He caught on to what you meant and he quickly shoved his sharp winged hand in the stomach of Dulsik. He sputtered, trying to speak but the blood made his choke. He fell to the ground with a thud, but Beomgyu wasn't done.

He swung with arm around, catching Jaesuk by the face. The old man fell to the ground, blood pooling around him. Screams echoed through the building, but Beomgyu wouldn't let up.

"Beomgyu!" You tried to call out. "Beomgyu stop! It's okay you won!"

He swung around once more, slicing into Eunwoo's legs. He screamed as he fell to the ground, holding onto his continuously bleeding legs.

"Beomgyu please!"

Beomgyu slowed his movements at the sound of your voice. You stood up and walked in front of the little girl he was eyeing. You'd sacrifice yourself before you let him hold the burden of killing a kid.

"Gyu." You said, more sternly this time. "Stop this."

His eyes flashed back to his normal ones, but they were instantly back to black. He stepped back, holding his head. It was almost as if he was fighting the urges to kill.

Finally, his wings disappeared and he fell to the ground. You stepped forward, grabbing him by the arm and pulling his head into your lap. "Beomgyu?"

He stirred around, making you sigh in relief. The others crowded around you, eyeing the boy with different looks on their faces. "He didn't mean to."

"Why do you care so much about him in the first place?" Yeojin asked.

You glanced down at the boy, rubbing his head softly. "Because I knew what it was like to be alone before the world ended. I had no one for a long time, and I thought I wouldn't make it, but my brother forced me to move in with him so he could keep an eye on me."

Those days were some of your darkest. After your parents death when you were in high school, you felt as if you had no one. Your brother was off in college, and you were about to graduate, so you were on your own. It was horrible, and you didn't want Beomgyu to go through that. Not after what happened on the roof.

"He's just a kid." You spoke softly. Wonwoo sat down beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as you held the young boy. He clung to you as if his life depended on it.

The others sat around the room, trying to comprehend what just happened. Eunwoo and Jaesuk's bodies were on one side of the room, and everyone else was on the other side. They were all too scared to move. Jieun held the two crying kids.

"Is it over?" The small girl asked.

Sunmi gave her a sad smile. "I fear it's far from over. As long as where here we'll be in constant danger."

"Why would you tell her that?!" Kevin exclaimed, his eyes wide.

Sunmi paid him no mind. "It's the truth. She may be a child, but she deserves to know just how bad our situation is."

"So what do we do?" Hwanwoong asked. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Do we just leave?"

"And risk being out in the open?" Wonwoo retorted. He motioned over to a lifeless Dulsik. "We don't know just how many more of him are out there."

"What about the military? Aren't they rescuing people?" Jieun questioned. Somun was in her arms, clinging to her for dear life.

You shook your head softly. "Only if we give up Beomgyu, which isn't an option."

A loud screeching echoed through the building, forcing you to cover your ears. Beomgyu stirred slightly, his eyes opening at the noise. Shots rang outside, and all of you stood up to move away from the windows.

"This is Lieutenant Oh of the South Korean Military, turn over the special grade and we'll bring you in to our safety camp."

How did they find him? Your eyes widened as you reached for the button Sunmi gave you. It was supposed to be in your pocket, but it wasn't there. You looked across the room, trying to find it.

"No." It was clutched between Eunwoo's fingers. He must of pressed it when he was stabbed.

"They want me in exchange for your safety." Beomgyu muttered, more to himself than anything. "It's a fair exchange."

"No." You shook your head quickly. "Shut up, you're not going out there."

"If I don't go out there they'll come in here." He told you. "I'll be fine."

Beomgyu reached forward, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. His head was buried in the crook of your neck, and you could feel the tears fall onto your shirt. "Thank you. Y/n."

You could feel your eyes water up as you hugged him back tightly. "You don't have to do this."

"Too many people have gotten hurt because of me." He released you, stepping back. "It's time I save the rest of you."

The building shook, and you grabbed onto Wonwoo to keep your footing. Before any of you could make a move, the front part of the building fell down, making you jump back.

"What the fuck?!" Kevin screamed. "Was that a fucking explosion?"

"Are we trapped?" Hwanwoong asked, looking around in every direction.

Wonwoo pulled you closer to him. "Unless you can find a way to start digging faster than it's collapsing."

"Wait!" Jieun spoke up. "The tunnel."

You glanced back at her. "What tunnel?"

"The tunnel Jaesuk found." Kevin elaborated. "When he was digging the holes he came across an entrance to an underground tunnel that leads outside."

"You found an underground tunnel and you didn't think to mention it?" Wonwoo snapped.

You pulled on his arm. "We can argue about this after we avoid being crushed by the building. Let's go!"

Kevin took the lead. He carried Somun as he ran towards the makeshift graveyard for the resident that had perished. Wonwoo kept a tight grip on your hand as he followed after the others. You glanced back at Beomgyu, who watched all of you run away. You knew he wouldn't get hurt by the fall of the building, but you still worried about him for what was to come.

"This way!" Wonwoo pulled you around the corner, breaking your stare on Beomgyu. You turned your attention back to in front off you, following the others towards the tunnel that would lead you to your escape.

Kevin opened the hatch, and he ushered the little boy down the ladder. The others quickly followed after him. Once he made sure everyone was down, Kevin climbed down himself.

Kevin stepped to the front of the line, pulling a lighter out of his pocket. "Stay close. It get's kinda tight."

He took the lead once more, leading all of you through the tunnel. You could feel the dust entering your lungs, making you cough. Wonwoo pulled you along once more, not letting you slow down in the slightest.

"Almost there!" Kevin urged, never slowing down from his run. You weren't sure what the lot of you were going to do once you got out, but you knew you couldn't stay in the tunnel. You had to get out of there and fast.

He reached the end. He climbed the ladder and pushed the hatch open before he climbed out. He helped you out, one by one before standing up and looking around with you. It had been months since you had been outside, and after seeing the damage to everything, you couldn't help but wonder if things would ever go back to normal.

"Over here!" Someone shouted. You looked up, watching as a soldier pulled the little ones over first before ushering the rest of you towards the truck. Wonwoo lifted you on the truck before climbing onto the truck himself. You wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him.

"Are all of you okay?" The soldier asks. You ignored him, looking straight ahead as the truck took off to hopefully a safe place where all of you would go.

"It's alright." Wonwoo whispered, placing a soft kiss to your temple. "We're gonna be okay."

Even though you didn't fully believe him, you never fussed. But how safe could you be in a world like this?

a/n: and thats the end to sweet home. I feel like this is kind of rushed, but it wouldn't have been right with two separate parts. anyways, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. should I do another multi x drama fic? I was thinking maybe an all of us are dead fic? also, this is unedited please don't come for me I was just ready to get it posted.

#seventeen imagine #seventeen fanfic #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonwoo x reader #jeon wonwoo imagine #jeon wonwoo fanfic #wonwoo imagine #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo fanfic #sweet home au #Kpop self insert #wonwoo au #seventeen au #seventeen x au

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jane-writes-stuff · 2 years

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| Happy Little Accidents | Part 1

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x femforeigner!reader - Kim Mingyu x fem!reader

Warning: slowburn, confusion and such

A/N: I should be studying for my exams but instead I’m writing this hehe.

2014 - Leaving for vacation [hometown, your country]

“Mingyu-yah, it’s been so long! But only a few days until I get there!”, you said with a big smile on your face as you looked down at your screen. The head on your screen was nodding at what you said. “Yeah! You definitely should bring your chocolate, you know.”, he said, pouting. He was in love with your country’s chocolate as they didn’t have it in South Korea. The pouting quickly turned into a big smile as he remembered what had happened during training today. “So you know, Seungkwan and Hansol did this thing…”, he started. You continued talking for another hour until eventually you started to get sleepy, damn time differences you hated them.

You were unpleasantly woken up by your alarm clock and your mom shouting your name. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and quickly got out of your bed. You checked your phone on your way to the bathroom and saw a few messages from the trainees. They had added you to a random group chat and would continuously send you memes which made you laugh all the time. The one other person who also contacted you a lot beside Mingyu was Seungcheol, he immediately assumed the role of big brother when he met you. He would always protect you from the other trainees when they would get too rowdy and they definitely did get rowdy. He was also one of the few who would ask you how you were or about school.

You may ask yourself if you ever got a crush on them? You did, of course you did. You couldn’t help but crush on your one and only best friend Mingyu, the two of you complement each other so well. You knew you could never date him because he’s a trainee and you knew he only saw you as a sister. He would tell you this all the time and each time a little piece breaks off your heart. With the other trainees you weren’t so sure because you actually mostly made small talk with them and didn’t have the sometimes deep conversations you have with Seungcheol which made you also doubt if he would like you more than ‘just a little sister’. One person who also confused you was Wonwoo. Why would he be so hot and cold towards you? Was he playing hard to get or did he not like you for real? It really surprised you because if you had to believe what Mingyu had told you about him, you would definitely be good friends.

You smiled at the messages you got. Most of them always made sure to tell you a good morning and to have a good day. You got ready for the day, taking a shower and getting dressed. Brushing your hair and teeth. When you got downstairs you saw your mom in the kitchen making pancakes. She smiled at you, she would always make them when it was almost time for you to leave for Seoul. She hated that you had to travel alone but she can’t bring it in herself to go with you as she is terrified of planes. You gave her a kiss on the cheek and sat down to dig into the pancakes. “I heard you until midnight.”, she said in a stern tone.” You shrugged your shoulders. “Mingyu had a lot to tell me.”, you told her. She shook her head. “He can always tell you everything when you get there.”, “He can’t, Mom. He’s always busy, especially now, it’s been decided he will be debuting next year so they have been working really hard.”, you said, pouting. She gave you a small smile, probably out of pity. She knew this would mean you wouldn’t be able to talk to the guys a lot. “Make the most of it hunny. I think it would mean a lot to them. Let’s go to the grocery store later and get their favourite snacks.”, she said, patting your left shoulder as she passed by you. You smiled widely at her and thanked her before finishing off your plate. You put away the dishes and quickly got upstairs. It was the weekend so you had the whole day to get some souvenirs for the guys.

When you got back home from the grocery store with all the items the trainees would like you got interrupted by a FaceTime call from a certain someone. It was Seungcheol, how nice of him. “Hello, oppa. Did you eat already?”, you immediately answer. “Yah! I should ask you that!.”, he scolded you, jokingly. You laughed loudly and told him you had a surprise for them. You talked some more and even chatted with Soonyoung and Joshua until it was time for them to sleep and for you to get some dinner. Your mom asked you to already pack the snacks in a suitcase so that’s what you did before hitting the hay yourself. Dreaming about already being in Seoul with your friends.

You quickly sent your mother a text before going to baggage claim with the steward assigned to you, as you were a minor you weren’t allowed to travel alone. You were quickly welcomed by your dad and stepmom, you gave both of them hugs while your dad grabbed your bags. The three of you headed outside to the car to get home as quickly as possible, you were tired as hell because of jetlag. While in the car, your stepmom gave you your Korean phone so you could text Mingyu you were in the country. As you turned on your phone you were quickly bombarded by multiple texts by different people which made your dad sigh as he heard all the buzzing. You laughed at him but you quieted down quickly as you got a text from Wonwoo, you didn’t expect him to text you as he barely said even five words to you. ‘Can I talk to you privately when you visit us?’ You were shocked to say the least. Your stepmom noted your quietness a bit suspicious and asked you about it. You shook your head. “Just jetlagged.”, you said with a sigh. You put your head on the window and closed your eyes, falling asleep quickly. What you didn’t notice is your parents looking at each other with doubt. They were a little concerned with your mental health as you continuously gave up your sleep to be able to talk to your friends. The other reason being scared what would happen if one of those boys actually develops feelings for you. Especially Mingyu as they see your face light up when you talk about him and his shenanigans.

You were quickly woken up by your dad when he opened the passenger door where you sat in the car. You stretched out your limbs and got out of the car while your parents took out your bags from the trunk and went inside their house. You quickly followed them and greeted your dog, a malteser named Ryung. He was very happy to see you again. “Oh, my little Ryungie. I missed you too baby.”, you told him when you finally were able to pick him up as he was jumping around your legs. He was too excited and almost jumped out of your arms so you put him down. He still jumped your legs when you made your way into the house. “Unnie! You’re finally here!”, you heard your ten years old half-sister Hyejin scream at you as you heard her bound down the stairs. You smiled widely and opened your arms to let her jump into your arms. “I missed you too, my Hyejinie.”, you said, letting her go and ruffling her hair. She gave you a death stare as she fixed her hair. You laughed at her and patted her shoulder, when you turned around you saw her mother looking at the both of you fondly. You gave her a confused look as to why she was looking at you that way. She cleared her throat hesitantly. “I-I am just so relieved and happy the both of you get along so well!”, she said, almost choking up. You smiled at her and hugged her with Hyejin in the middle. She looked up at you. “Why can’t you just stay with us, unnie?”, she said with a sad face. You look down at her, “I can’t Hyejinie, my mom is in [country] and she wants me to stay with her. I grew up there before momma and dad met each other.” “But, I am here almost every vacation I have!”, she still pouted at you. “I want you here all the time, unnie. I need you all the time.”, she said, sulking as she sat down on the couch. You smiled sadly at her, you sat down beside her and rubbed her shoulder affectionately. “When I am done with high school, I will stay here for a longer time, okay? I’ll take a gap year but then you have to hang out with me every time I want to.”, you proposed to her as you held out your hand. She smiled widely at your proposition and closed the promise. You saw your dad looking at you, shaking his head. You immediately knew he didn’t like it one bit. You shrugged your shoulders, you already wanted to take a gap year as you graduate next school year.

The four of you sat down at the table to eat dinner as it had already gotten so late. You were joking around with Hyejin when suddenly your phone started ringing. Your dad looked at you as if he were about to scold you until your stepmom stopped him. She immediately recognized the ringtone, it was the ringtone you set specifically for Mingyu. You jumped up excitedly and picked up the phone. “Oh, Mingyu-yah.”, you started as you excused yourself from the table, so happy he called you him probably knowing you wanted to spend your first day back with your family. “Hey, [Y/N]-ah, I waited to call you because you probably wanted to spend some time with Hyejinie.”, he said, reading your mind. You smiled at him, not realizing he actually can’t see you. “Earth to [Y/N]? Are you still there?”, chuckling at your quietness. You blushed out of embarrassment, luckily he didn’t see you but he knew you too well. “You’re blushing aren’t you?”, he said teasingly. You cleared your throat and let out a small chuckle. “I was thinking how you actually read my mind.”, you said, scratching your head as you entered your bedroom. “I basically know you like the back of my hand, [Y/N]-ah.”, he said, you knew he had a smug smile on his face. “Of course, you do.”, you scoffed at him. “Have you answered Wonwoo-hyung’s text? He has been moping around and whining about it.”, he suddenly asked you. You were quite shocked, you didn’t know Wonwoo would talk to Mingyu about it. You shook your head and cleared your throat. “I didn’t, why did you ask?”, you asked now curious. “I don’t know what is in it but he told me he had finally texted you and he was a little bummed you haven’t answered him yet.”, he said, clarifying the situation. You nodded your head. “What was in the text?”, he said, a little curious too. “If Wonwoo didn’t tell then I am not going to tell you either.”, you said, smugly. You heard him whine on the other side. “Come on, you always tell me everything and now you don’t.”, he whined more. But it quickly stopped, you assumed, he had a thought in his head. “Is he going to confess?”, he said more talking to himself than to you. You were confused by what he said. “Confess?”, you asked. “Nothing, I said nothing.”, he quickly said. “Bye [Y/N]-ah. I’ll hang up now.”, he said before hanging up the phone. It confused you even more. Why would Wonwoo like you? You barely talked to each other.

#jeon wonwoo imagine #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonu imagine #jeon wonu #kim mingyu imagine #seventeen #seventeen imagine #kim mingyu

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markberries · 1 year

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hardcover ﹒ jw

synopsis ﹕ with your issues with trusting people, you had a small group of friends and you enjoyed it like that. a cute guy at a library challenges your lifestyle by asking you out.

genre + ﹕ fluff, small bits of angst (only because reader has trust issues!!), non idol!au, gn reader (i think... lmk if theres anything that indicates otherwise)

wc ﹕ 4.2k

warnings ﹕ none

note ﹕ lord i saw the photos of wonu from this award show and went CRAZYYY... so yes here is a cute lil fic of wonu <3 i worked rlly hard PLS ENJOY

your eyes fix on the space between the books on the shelves, eyeing a guy who was in the aisle next to you. his black rimmed glasses are sitting upon the bridge of his nose, his fingertips running along the collection of stories sitting in front of him.

this man had caught your eye a couple months back. he was undeniably handsome, and he always came in on fridays around four o’clock. no, you were not being creepy — you had been coming to this library at that time before you even saw him. a cute guy who reads wasn’t going to change your schedule.

you’re so busy admiring him that you accidentally knock a book off the shelf, making yourself jump out of shock and the cute library guy shoot his eyes towards your direction. you panic even more, dropping a couple of other books to the ground.

“shit,” you whisper to yourself, bending down to pick up the fallen books. while you’re collecting them, you notice another hand reaching to help you out.

you nearly shriek when you see the cute guy from before assisting you. he’s even more handsome up close, it’s almost like aphrodite crafted him herself.

“thank you,” you say awkwardly. he smiles, and dear god, his smile is so undeniably cute. the both of you stand up straight, and he’s politely taking the books from your hand so he can place them on the shelf himself.

“no worries,” he replies. his black hair casts a shadow over his brown eyes, it looks soft to the touch and recently shampooed.

after months of conveniently being in the library at the same time, you would think that starting a conversation with him would have been easy. maybe asking “what’s your name?” could have easily been a conversation starter.

instead, you choose to thank him again and walk away. you’re immediately face palming at yourself when you do, losing probably one of the only chances you’ll get to talk to him.

you glance back at him. the sleeves of his white turtleneck are rolled up to his elbows, accompanied by black pants that suit his tall frame nicely. there’s a black leather book bag that sits across his body, with silver buckles and a cute gray cat charm attached to it.

after a couple of minutes, you navigate your way through the maze of wooden bookshelves to the self check-out. you place the books you chose to be your fixation for the next couple of days, which ranged from horror to memoirs, onto the counter.

you are happily focused scanning the books and placing them in your tote bag, up until the pretty library guy takes his place at the checkout next to you. you choose to ignore the feeling of your heartbeat picking up the pace, directing your gaze back to the checkout.

“i read that one.”

you sharply turn your head in the direction of the man, who is looking down at the book sitting in your bag. you reach your hand to check which novel he was talking about in particular, the title “sweet hereafter” staring back at you. you look back up at him, a soft smile on his face.

“oh,” you pause. you can’t help it — you had always been an awkward person while talking to strangers, especially if you find them attractive. “is it good?”

he offers a soft smile with the nod of his head. “yeah. won’t spoil it though.”

you take note of the raindrops hitting the ground outside, people with umbrellas in their hands, and hoodies pulled over their heads. you were never the type to carry around an umbrella, you thought a hood was always sufficient enough.

you enjoyed the rain, something about walking in it while the night sky watched over you was calming. it was a white noise that allowed your thoughts to flow.

you hold your library card under the red scanning light, waiting to hear the “beep” noise before returning it to your wallet. you finish checking out your books before the guy is, making eye contact with him as you make your way to the automatic sliding doors.

you’re halfway out the door before you hear his voice again.

“wait!”

the sound of him calling out for you makes you stop in your tracks, turning around to see him slightly jogging towards you. he takes out a small black umbrella from his bag, leading you outside of the library to open it.

“do you walk home?” he asks, holding the umbrella over both of you. droplets of water make pitter pattering noises against the circular canopy, a gust of wind hitting your face.

“yes i do,” you reply, looking up into his eyes. “why?”

he sucks in a breath, straightening his posture. “i’ll walk with you. or not, if you’re not comfortable with that.”

his offer takes you back for a moment. it makes you feel nervous and shy, that such a good looking man even took notice of you in the first place.

“okay, sure,” you muster out. the cold breeze tickles your skin, letting an icy feeling creep along your face. you can barely feel your ears, your bag on your shoulder and hands shoved into the pockets of your black winter coat.

you almost forget that you actually had to walk home. you begin leading him down the concrete steps onto the sidewalk as you both walk side by side in the direction of your house.

“i’m sorry if this was weird,” he sighs. he makes sure that your head isn’t being hit by the rain, even if that means getting his hair a little wet. “i’m wonwoo.”

“it was really kind of you to offer, actually, i’m y/n,” you look up in his direction.

“i just see you all the time, thought it would be nice to finally say something,” he explains himself. you feel yourself growing shyer, the thought of him trying to grow enough courage to speak to you making your heart flutter.

“that’s cute,” you compliment him. you’re not sure where your surge of confidence came from, but you’re satisfied with it when you see his eyes widen as he holds back a smile.

“do you want to grab a coffee?” he asks, nodding towards a coffee shop along the line of stores in front of you.

“sure,” you agree with absolutely no hesitation.

you hadn’t dated anyone for two years. the last person you had been with, needless to say, had broken your heart. you were encouraged by your friends to go back into the world, meet new people and perhaps begin thinking about romance again.

in your full blown opinion, it was exhausting. you didn’t like all the energy it took to get to know a person, explain everything about your life, only for them to pack up and leave. you could say you had a slight issue with trusting others.

when you reach the coffee shop, wonwoo holds the door open for you. you’re greeted with the smell of grounded coffee beans and freshly baked goods, the smell is pleasant and itches a spot in your brain that you can’t quite explain.

quiet r&b music plays throughout the store, baristas wearing brown aprons working hard behind the counter. you admire the light up signs hung on the walls, not straining on the eyes but bright enough to let a sense of calm wash over you.

wonwoo leads the both of you happily to the register. the cashier’s eyes light up when spotting the two of you, greeting the both of you with a smile.

“hi, can i get a medium white mocha? and—” wonwoo turns to you, switching to a slightly hushed voice, “what would you like?”

“oh! i’ll have uh, a matcha latte.”

the cashier punches your order into the till, wonwoo handing the worker cash before you could even protest. you can’t hide the butterflies that erupt in your stomach, even being in your twenties, men like wonwoo made you feel like you were back in high school.

“do you want to sit?” he asks, gesturing to the unoccupied tables around the two of you. you nod your head, letting out a “sure”.

the both of you sit across from one another, you’re a bit nervous to make direct eye contact with him, but you’re able to gather enough bravery to finally do it.

“i’m going to be honest with you,” he sucks in a breath, resting his hands beneath the table. “i’m not the type of guy to do this.”

the statement makes you let out a small laugh, shaking your head. “it’s okay, i don’t usually do this either.”

“that’s good to hear, guess that makes me special,” he smiles, looking down at his hands.

“i had always planned to say something to you, but i always felt too scared to,” you admit. his head perks up, a look of surprise on his face.

“really? you’ve thought of talking to me?” his reaction is cute, and it makes you regret not talking to him sooner.

“.. it’s kind of embarrassing,” you pause as the cashier brings your drinks. you both thank her, returning back to your conversation.

“i don’t know, you’re just so attractive i thought you would have had a partner, or something like that.. and it would have been worse if you had rejected me..”

wonwoo’s chuckle is like music to your ears. it makes your heart skip a beat as you bite the inside of your cheek out of habit.

you place your hands on the paper cup, bringing warmth to your fingertips. you had never pictured yourself speaking to this man, let alone sitting across from him on a date? although you weren’t sure if you could call it that, for all you knew, maybe this was just two strangers getting coffee.

“well, i don’t have a partner, if that helps,” he comments. he brings the cup to his pink chapped lips, although you can still see the smile on his face.

“i hope not,” you reply back. you don’t even register that what you said may be labeled as flirting, you were just speaking your mind.

“so, y/n,” he starts, “why don’t you tell me about yourself?”

“oh!” you don’t know why you’re surprised by the question, it’s not like you expected to sit here and take turns exchanging book recommendations.

“well, i studied english school.. i’m an editor, my social battery tends to run out really quickly so i’m sorry if there are times when i’m quiet.”

“it’s fine,” wonwoo reassures you. you’re a bit shocked that a guy like wonwoo is single, so far he’s been nothing but sweet and there’s seemingly nothing wrong with him.

“but what about you?” you inquire back to him.

“let’s see,” he clicks his tongue, “i was a business major. i have a roommate and i own a cat.”

you almost giggle at the facts he decided to tell you. wonwoo did look like a cat person, pulling up his sleeves to cover his hands and soft features glowing underneath the soft yellow light and grayness of the sky outside.

“you always seemed like you were avoiding me whenever you saw me,” he states, fingers tapping against the table. you hide your shy smile, looking away from him.

“i’ve never been good at talking to people, if you hadn’t said anything first then i don’t think i would have talked to you at all.”

he laughs, covering his mouth, “i’m glad i said something then.”

yeah — you’re sure that you wouldn’t have spoken to him. on top of him being absolutely gorgeous in a somewhat intimidating way, you had your own issues to deal with. you believe you’re over your break up, but there’s still some underlying complications that you haven’t solved.

you couldn’t just ignore the trust issues that you struggled with after your break up. it was like a constant waiting game for you, seeing who would leave you first. whether it was friends or boyfriends, it got so horrible to the point where you became self destructive.

if you felt like someone was going to leave, you would do it first. even if they never had it in mind, there was always a small voice in your head telling you they were going to abandon you. so yes, needless to say, you were the type of person who required constant reassurance.

so, in the end, you avoided making friends. you only had three best friends, and a couple of acquaintances and work friends. you preferred it that way, it felt safe.

“i’m sorry, i’m not really good at talking,” you sheepishly admit.

“it’s okay, i get it, what do you want to talk about?” he questions kindly. you glance downwards for a moment, not exactly knowing what to do.

“i’m not sure, maybe you should start..”

his teeth graze his lower lip as he leans his head on his right hand, propped up by his elbow on the table.

to say you were bad at dates was an understatement, because you were absolutely horrible at them. it took you awhile to warm up to someone, to know if they would find what you say odd — to be yourself.

“hm, i enjoy watching horror movies, although i don’t get scared that easily, they’re still fun to watch,” he tells you. your eyes light up, nodding towards him.

“i do too, this is really weird but i think it’s kind of fun to scare myself, especially when i’m with friends,” you express.

“maybe we should watch one together then.”

you bite back a smile, hiding your face in your hands for a small moment. wonwoo looks proud of himself for making you flustered so easily, sipping on his coffee with a confident look on his face.

something feels different about being with wonwoo. you don’t know if it’s the calming environment you’re in, or just him in general. you feel relaxed, not as uptight as you were on previous dates.

you’re not one hundred percent sure what it is, but you know that you just want to be with him here — right in this moment.

—

“it was really nice to meet you, wonwoo,” you stare up at him with kind eyes, folding up the piece of paper with his number on it.

you weren’t lying, you did have a good time with him. he let you do most of the talking, perhaps it was to help you put yourself at ease, but he did tell you about himself as well. the facts about him was mixed in with stories of him and his friends, especially his roommate, mingyu.

“likewise,” he responds. he looks at you for a longing moment, street lights shining down on the two of you. you’re both standing outside of your small townhouse, all kinds of thoughts running through your head.

“can i kiss you?”

you freeze, eyes widening as you process what he had just asked you.

of course you wanted to kiss him. you were just nervous, wondering if he just wanted one thing from you. you were scared that if you kissed him right now, you would get too attached, and he would realize that he actually didn’t want to go on another date with you.

you were thinking too far ahead for a guy you just started talking to, but you couldn’t help it. after all your past badly ended relationships and friendships, it was the only thing you could do.

“not today,” you conclude. he just looks down and laughs, pushing his glasses up.

“next time,” he nods.

you two say your goodbyes, waving to each other as he walks off. you walk up the steps to your home, unlocking and opening the door before taking off the black mary jane shoes off your feet.

you walk to your bedroom, immediately collapsing on your bed as you stare up at the ceiling. the sheets envelope you warmly, making you reconsider changing into your pajamas and just sleeping in the clothes you’re in instead.

wonwoo was a nice guy, there was no denying that. you’re just too nervous and afraid to get involved in a new relationship. you liked having your small group of friends. you didn’t want to go back to the way it was; getting close to everyone and just having them leave you behind, again.

you were sure wonwoo could find someone more interesting than you, someone more fun and someone who was confident in their own skin.

so, while staring at his phone number written in black ink, you decided you would not call him to meet a second time. not only to spare yourself another heartbreak, but for his own good as well.

—

“it’s not a bad thing to befriend new people,” your best friend, xyza explains. the both of you browse through clothes at a shop you found cute.

“i know, i just don’t know if i’m in the right mindset to date,” you reply with a sigh.

it had been three weeks since you had been on a date with wonwoo. you hadn’t gone to the library the last two fridays either, embarrassed for him to see you.

“mm,” xyza hums, “i understand that. i’ll give you my full opinion, if you want to hear it though.”

“sure,” you breathe out, holding up shirts while contemplating on how they would look on you.

your friend turns to you, catching your attention as they begin to explain how they think of your situation.

“it’s valid that you’re scared to get to know him, but from what you have told me, he doesn’t seem that bad. you’re just getting to know him, and he approached you first. i’m sure if he wasn’t looking for something with you then he wouldn’t have said anything at all. it’s not going to be easy, but even if it’s not with him, you should try bonding with new people again.”

xyza’s advice was always well thought out and helpful. your best friend was right, and deep down you knew that. the only problem was that you couldn’t just ignore the doubt that sat in the pit of your heart.

“it’s fine, i’m sure he’s forgotten all about it,” you wave off the complication at hand.

“whatever you say,” xyza shrugs while side-eyeing you.

the both of you exit the shop, laughing at stupid inside jokes you continue to crack. you decided that you would go to the library today, convincing yourself that wonwoo wouldn’t try to talk to you because he probably found someone else to take interest in.

you see the familiar two story building come into your field of vision, different kinds of people sitting at the tables inside. some were students, some were kids, and some were just elderly people looking to indulge themselves in a nice novel.

“are you coming inside this time?” you ask xyza, looking towards them. you

“yeah, i guess, maybe i’ll see this wonwoo guy,” they reckon, anticipation lacing their voice. you both enter the quiet environment, using the automatic hand sanitizer station at the entrance.

speaking of the devil, your eyes land on the familiar dark haired man standing in one of the aisles, a cup of coffee in his hand and a book in the other. he’s too focused on reading the piece of literature to even take notice of you, but you don’t mind. you don’t expect him to speak to you either.

“that’s him,” you whisper to your friend, nodding towards his direction. xyza glances at him, inspecting his features.

“wow,” they say in a hushed tone. you have to hold back your laugh at xyza’s reaction to avoid getting stares from the others in the library.

“okay that’s enough, being in here reminds me of when we were in school, i have to get out of here,” xyza whines quietly.

“fine fine, i’ll see you sometime this week, probably,” you respond.

xyza nods, waving their hand while smiling. you huff out a breath, turning away from the entrance and walking to one of the fiction aisles.

you finally felt a bit more relieved to be in a place where wonwoo couldn’t really see you, but that was all shattered when you turned around to see him standing behind you.

“you didn’t call.”

oh shit.

you’re unsure of what to say, thoughts scrambling in your head with wonwoo’s hardened gaze on you.

“i’m sorry, i just thought you didn’t really like me,” you lie. you’re not sure if you should tell him about how you truly felt, or what you were thinking.

“you know, if i didn’t really like you, i wouldn’t have asked to kiss you or asked you out. if you weren’t interested in me, you could have been honest. you didn’t have to avoid me and stop coming to the library.”

you were a bit frustrated because of how off his take of the situation was. you were definitely interested in him, that was for sure. you exhale, closing your eyes for just a moment, deciding to just tell him the truth.

“i wasn’t avoiding you because of that. i like you, i’m just not good with others and my trust is.. really weird. i get attached to people easily, and having people walk out on me in the past really affected me. it’s stupid but i thought you were just infatuated with me and you would find someone else.”

you were finally able to voice out your difficult situation to someone other than your closest friends. you didn’t know if you felt good about it, all you were aware of was the feeling of your stomach dropping and the fast pace of your heartbeat.

wonwoo looks like he’s thinking of what to say, and you were just expecting him to say “oh, okay,” and walk away. but he doesn’t.

“i’m sorry, i can’t fix something like that, but i can help you work on it. like i said before, i do like you. i’ve had a crush on you for weeks, and when we went out i thought there was a connection between us. you’re funny and outgoing, and awkward, but in a cute way. i was a bit upset when you didn’t contact me these past few weeks.”

a feeling of solace washes over you, your posture and facial features softening when those words come out of wonwoo’s mouth.

“and listen, i’m not the type of guy who gets up and leaves a person’s life,” he reassures you with a smile.

“that’s really good to hear,” you laugh quietly, “and seriously, i’m sorry i didn’t say anything to you. as you can tell, i’m not very experienced with confrontation.”

“it’s okay, i understand you now, but..” wonwoo leans against the wall, crossing his arms while keeping his eyes on you, “will you go on another date with me?”

“of course, and i’ll actually text you after this time too,” you joke with him.

you feel so much better after telling wonwoo the truth, and hearing that he had actually been admiring you for awhile. you were sure that someone like him had pretty people drooling all over him.

“one more thing,” wonwoo clears his throat, taking a step towards you. “can i kiss you this time?”

a familiar sensation of warmth creeps across your face, but you try your best to appear confident while looking up into wonwoo’s eyes. his face is so close to you, you take note of his peach scented fragrance while your stomach does cartwheels.

“yes,” you say quietly.

wonwoo takes off his glasses and places them on a shelf, then he dips his head down slowly, your eyes fluttering shut as he places his lips on yours. they were warm, and soft like a pillow. he still tasted of coffee, his scent was so dizzying it almost seemed addicting.

you wanted to open your eyes to see his face, which was probably full of delight, but you chose to savor this moment while his arms snake around your waist to pull you closer. he exhales through his nose, while you place your hands on both of his cheeks.

it was not a kiss full of want or lust, but one full of calmness that overwhelmed every sense in your body. you were only focused on him, not the fact that those with access to the security cameras would be able to see this scene unfold in front of them. butterflies continued to flutter in your stomach, creeping their way to your chest while wonwoo held you close.

you both pull away from each other. even after years of not kissing anyone, you were certain that this was the best kiss you had ever encountered.

“huh,” you’re at a loss for words, anxious that if you said anything more you would be stuttering and mumbling absolute nonsense.

you knew that getting over your past wouldn’t happen in the flick of the wrist, and that it would be difficult. you were just happy that wonwoo understood why you were like this, and that he offered to help you.

“so,” wonwoo starts, hands still holding your waist, “about that second date..”

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hi !! for the time stamp event, could i please request prompt 55 and 80 with jeonghan or wonwoo if that’s okay with you ? thank you sm <3

dirtysvthoughts hits 100 followers!

a/n: decided to make this one for wonwoo since i did get a lot of jh requests previously! i hope that’s okay anon! 🤍 also we’re not gonna question kenny on why she always does bratty! reader x wonwoo (which probably stems from a personal desire to have wonwoo blow her back out after testing his patience 🙃)

tags/warnings: hard dom!-ish (?) wonwoo, female! reader, bratty! reader, boyfriend! wonwoo, vibrator usage, petnames (daddy, my dear, sir, baby girl), reader is defiant AF y’all, so bold if you will, oral panty stuffing (?) y’all idk how to explain it lol, but it’ll make sense when you read dsjdjdjdj, i keep writing absolute filth IM SICK 🥹

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55. “i think i like you better with a gag in your mouth.”

80. “want me to give it back? make me.”

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you lay sprawled out on your bed, no comforter, blanket, or duvet to cover up what you were doing to yourself.

“mmmm, w-wonwoo..” you moan out your boyfriend’s name, your eyes tightly shut trying to picture him on top of you. you had your vibrator pleasuring you underneath your lace panties with one hand, and the other hand was on your breast, feeling your nipples perking up.

your boyfriend was out and about and wouldn’t be back home for a while, or so you thought. you were so focused on your own pleasure that you didn’t even hear your apartment door open or keys jangling.

“baby, i’m back,” you hear your boyfriend say from outside your room, but before you could toss your vibrator to the other side of the room, wonwoo opens the door revealing your beautifully fucked-out state to his surprised, yet intrigued eyes.

“w-wonwoo! uh, y-you’re back early,” you try and feign a normal voice, but you knew you weren’t fooling him. he really wasn’t supposed to be back for a while, you think to yourself. what could’ve brought him back ahead of schedule?

“i am.. and i see that a certain someone couldn’t wait until i got back to get her pussy filled,” he crosses his arms and smirks at you.

“well, what do you expect me to do when you’re not here? the temptation-“

“i expect you to follow the rules we have established.. so tell me what rule did you just break?”

you roll your eyes and stay quiet, fiddling with the vibrator that was still in your hands.

“i’m waiting,” he says refusing to break eye contact with you. “don’t touch myself unless i have sir’s permission,” you say quietly but enough for him to hear.

“so if that’s the rule, then why do i see a vibrator in your hands?” he slowly approaches you and sits on the edge of the bed, desire and lust in his eyes.

he takes the vibrator from your hands and you daringly try to take it back. “i wasn’t done you know! lemme finish with that and then i’ll get back to you,” you say trying to gain the item back.

he’s amazed at how defiant you were being today. as much as we wanted to change your attitude, this side of you was always a turn on for him. “heh, want me to give it back? make me.”

the second you try to take the vibrator from him again, he pins both your arms to the bed, causing the vibrator to fall to the floor, becoming quickly forgotten.

“oooh, baby girl,” wonwoo chuckles into your ear as he lays on top of you. you might never admit it, but his deep voice when he whispers always affects you to your core. “you’re so in for it now.”

he roughly kisses your neck, feeling his teeth leaving hickeys into the sides. you push his head in deeper, moaning when the lower parts of your bodies begin to make contact with each other.

“f-fuck, w-wonwoo, i-”

“that’s not my name, baby girl,” he cuts you off. he couldn’t be serious right now.

“s-sir,” you fix your wording, barely getting it out now that he’s moved from your chest. he fondles your breasts as he pulls your shirt up, you help him out a little until he gets it off you and tosses it to the other side of the bedroom.

“that’s better,” he says, cockiness laced in his voice. he works on your lower body, taking off your lace panties and tearing them in the process.

“won- sir!” you exclaim, softly hitting his chest. “ugh, those were new!”

“and? you know i’ll buy you several new ones anyway.”

he continues to play with your breast, but a familiar sensation creeps up and you can’t contain the loud moan you let out.

“you can never get enough of my hands, can’t you my dear?” he laughs, clearly enjoying how frazzled you are. two of his fingers were pushing in and out of you at such a delicate, yet somehow fast pace. you continue to call out of him, extremely sensitive even by the slightest touch.

and normally, wonwoo loves hearing you moan for him, but since you were disobedient, he had to punish you. “bad girls never go unpunished,” he told you once when he caught you touching yourself in the shower and he told you to wait for him.

he finds one half of your torn panties in the comforter, and stuffs it in your mouth. you nearly gag at the feeling of the cloth in between your teeth, eyes blown wide open at how rough wonwoo was being with you today.

“hmph, i see that look in your eyes,” he says as he kisses you from your forehead down to your neck. “this is your punishment, baby girl - you’re gonna be so quiet, the only thing i wanna hear my skin slapping against yours. do you understand me?”

you nod furiously, in hopes that if you follow his directions, the quicker you’d get to make noise again.

he takes of his shirt, followed by his pants, and then he takes his dick out of his boxers, his tip hard and oh so delicious. you whine against the panties still stuffed in your mouth. you had to get him inside of you now.

“besides, i think i like you better with a gag in your mouth,” he smirks as he aligns and enters inside of you in what would be a long night and a sore morning.

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ssentimentals · 9 months

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seventeen members as their natal chart: wonwoo

sun in cancer, moon in leo

this man is compassionate and rather hesitant of taking first steps towards anything, has trouble with expressing his emotions; deep and thoughtful, it takes time for him to warm up to another person and let them in, he's very creative and warm, is kindhearted and loyal, very protective of loved ones

you blink at the sudden warmth that settles upon your shoulders. looking up, you stare preplexed at wonwoo, who slowly sits next to you, tugging at his sweatshirt sleeves. 'it's cold,' he offers as an explanation for giving you his jacket, not even looking at you.

it's a bit weird, to be honest. you and wonwoo are not exactly close and nor are you on friendly terms for him to suddenly act chivalrous. 'but you are cold too,' you point out, not blind to his shivering form.

'it's okay, keep it,' he says, seeing how you move to take it off. 'you shouldn't get sick.'

'and you should?' you ask, still weirded out by his behavior.

wonwoo is rather reserved and you two didn't have a chance to get to know each other; besides, he didn't look enthusiastic to start any conversation, so you let him be, figuring out that he just didn't like you. which was fine as you kept telling yourself, when in reality it hurt a little (a lot). for the first time wonwoo turns to look at you, his eyes warm and his smile small as he shakes his head: 'please keep it.'

'thank you,' you say at last, pulling the jacket back on. it smells heavenly and does a great job of keeping you sheltered from the wind. 'i thought- sorry, i thought you didn't like me.'

wonwoo's head hangs low as he takes a deep breath, steadying himself. cringing like he's in pain, he turns to you, biting his lower lip. 'i don't not like you. i'm sorry if it came out like that. i'm just not very good at....'

he stops, frowning. realizing that he can't find words, you decide to help him out: 'starting a conversation?' wonwoo nods, laughing shyly. 'i figured that one out pretty quickly, yeah.'

it is surprisingly easy to keep the conversation going with him once it started. you both go back and forth over your impressions of each other and it shocks you to find out how wonwoo actually took care of you in very not obvious, hidden ways. 'wait, it was you?' you question, mouth agape. 'but you didn't say anything! oh my god, wonwoo!'

his shy answering smile only makes your heart flutter. 'now you know,' he says quietly, looking at you hopefully. it feels like he wants to add something else, but he purses his lips, saying nothing.

understanding perfectly the unspoken words, you smile and reach out to take his hand in yours. 'now i know,' you confirm, giving his hand a squeeze. now i know that you like me.

very giving person, can even suffocate and overwhelm his partner with his affection and attention; ideally needs someone who loves to be babied/nurtured and who can stimulate him intellectually, is very devoted and loyal, tuned into other's emotions and is attentive enough to notice smallest changes

'this is embarrassing,' you whine, hiding under the blanket. it's rather suffocating though, so you peek out just enough for wonwoo to see half of your face. 'go away.'

he only chuckles, shaking his head. fondness radiates in waves from him as he comes closer, sitting at the edge of the bed. 'love, it's not embarrassing. let me see, hm?'

you shake your head. 'most of the normal people catch chickenpox when they are like, babies, and here i am! don't look at me, don't- wonwoo!' you shout as he starts to tug at the blanket. 'no, i don't want you to see me like that!'

he simply stares at you with the gaze that makes you whine even louder, but let go of the blanket, letting him pull it down. wonwoo's attentive gaze swipes over your body, noting all of the red dotes on it and then he makes eye contact with you, smiling at you adoringly. 'to see you like what? all beautiful, wearing my old clothes? precious.'

'jeon wonwoo!' you reach out to smack his hand, when he places it on top of your knee. 'i look horrible and-'

'no,' he interrupts, voice dropping lower as he stares at you intensely. wonwoo lets you get away with a lot of stuff, but not with you thinking/talking badly about yourself. 'you do not look horrible, don't say that. it's just a chickenpox and if treated right, it'll disappear in a week or so. i'll take care of you, darling, don't worry, i had it when i was a little kid. hey, c'mon, look at me-' he coaxes you gently, lifting your chin with his fingers, '-you are still beautiful, love.'

'i don't feel beautiful,' you mumble, getting emotional.

wonwoo frowns, torn just by looking at the way you pout. if he could, he'd give you his eyes so you could see how he sees you, how you are in his eyes. after that you'd never feel yourself any less than beautiful. 'i'll take care you,' he repeats, because there's nothing else he'd rather do. 'and you'll feel beautiful again in no time, okay love?'

it's hard not to give in to wonwoo, not when he stares at you like whole galaxy is in your eyes, not when you can feel his readiness and desire to put everything away and make you a priority. 'okay,' you agree quietly, smiling at the kiss on the nose you receive. 'i love you.'

he leans in, pecks your forehead first, then goes down to your eyelids, stops at your nose and presses two firm smooches on your cheeks. 'i love you the most,' he whispers like a promise before sealing your lips together.

a/n: i haven't written anything for wonwoo in such a long time, i'm sorry if this is rusty :/ - nini

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Seventeen Reaction: Your Birthday

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Thanks for the request anon! I hope you don’t mind, since you wanted either, I just turned it into a reaction so that way both could be included (I also feel like I’m best at this writing format lol).

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Warnings: None I think, let me know if I missed anything!

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

Seungcheol is the perfect boyfriend to celebrate a birthday with. He is attentive and listens so anything you mention throughout the year that you might want or an activity you want to do- he’s going to remember. He loves to spoil you, so expect gifts throughout the day. He probably wants to spend a lot of time one on one and show you how happy he is that you’re in his life, but he also realizes you want to see your friends and family. He’ll probably plan two events. There will be a really big party for everyone in your life. He stresses over making it perfect lol. He wants you to have a good time with the people you love without any other worries. After that, he’ll want a nice dinner with just the two of you. You get to pick any restaurant you want, he’ll make it happen. Any birthday with Cheol feels like a perfect rom-com romance scene.

YOON JEONGHAN

I don’t know why but something makes me absolutely positive that this man gives you as many flowers as possible on your birthday. You wake up in the morning to flowers, you come downstairs to flowers, you get into your car to flowers, you come home to more flowers, every time he sees you- a flower. “Hannie, what on earth are we supposed to do with all of these?” you ask, feeling as though your house is nearly overflowing with flowers. He’ll probably do something really cute like press some flowers from each bouquet and put them around a picture of the two of you as a gift for your next birthday:(. Each birthday with Jeonghan is just tons of flowers. He’ll do other things as well: he tries to make you a cake every year (he’s getting really good at it), he’s also into getting you nice jewelry, he’ll take you to do whatever you want to do that day. He doesn’t like planning lots in advance because he prefers to do what you’re in the mood for that day. But he’ll make it fun no matter what.

JOSHUA HONG

Joshua simply does not trust his intuition enough to plan anything for your birthday on his own. Don’t get me wrong, he’ll take care of it all. But before he does, he will ask you directly what you want and what you want to do so he can give it all to you exactly how you want it. He’ll try to get you at least one gift or plan one activity that you’re not expecting so that you’ll have a little bit of a surprise, but he feels a lot better knowing that most of it is what you definitely want. Usually he likes to include a handwritten letter telling his favorite memories with you in the past year and how much you mean to him. That way with a few extras, you’ll have not only the birthday you wanted, but also some gifts from his heart to show how much he cares. He just wants you to have a good birthday.

WEN JUNHUI

As always, Jun is a bit of a wild card. He’s also unsure he knows what to plan for you. But instead of asking you, he just tries different things every year. From giant parties to quiet dinners, Jun has done it all for you. It’s always exciting to see what adventures your birthday will hold this year. Since he’s done so much for your birthday, he always tries to find somewhere new. Trips, museums, festivals. One year, he even took you around town to every place you could get something for free when it’s your birthday. He’s not too big on gifts, most of his effort goes into the experiences he tries to create for you. So usually, you get one really nice, thought-out gift from him along with a day of fun.

KWON SOONYOUNG

Hoshi loves birthdays. Like absolutely loves them. He gets more excited about your birthday than you lol. Hoshi is like a little kid on Christmas on your birthday. He’ll wake you up at the crack of dawn and already be yelling about how it’s your birthday. There’s no way you’re not partying. Hoshi wants you to have the most fun with all the people who care about you. So whether you go out on the town or throw a party at home, Hoshi is going to make sure you’re being celebrated. He’s BIG on gifts. Gag gifts, serious gifts, humorous gifts, sentimental gifts. He’ll do it all. You love it but usually by the end of the night, you’re wondering how on earth you’re going to out-do him for his birthday lol.

JEON WONWOO

Wonwoo also doesn’t like to plan for you in case he messes up. But he truly tries his best. His go to is a nice dinner. Wonwoo knows how stressful life can be so he tries to make sure it’s a day of rest for you. He’ll make breakfast for when you wake up. He books you a spa appointment with all the extras that you could want added. One year you actually convinced him to go with you. He’ll never forgive you for the hundreds of pictures you took of him with a towel wrapped around his hair and cucumbers over his eyes. Anything that soothes you, he will make happen that day. He’ll make you your favorite warm drink, make sure any work calls are blocked, and just let you do whatever relaxes you. Then he ends it all with a very nice dinner with a nice bouquet of flowers and a sweet gift.

LEE JIHOON

This nerd probably writes you a song for your birthday. It’s not his fault he’s so cheesy, that’s just one of the only ways he feels comfortable expressing his true feelings. Also because it’s him, the song is actually very beautiful and well made, not a cheesy cheap song. He literally doesn’t know how to plan a birthday. He usually depends on your friends to help. They say what they need and he makes sure it happens. He’ll add his own little touches to the party to make it a little bit his and just to know he did something for you. He’ll also stress over what to get you. This stuff really does not come easily to him. Not because he doesn’t care or because he doesn’t know you. But because no idea seems good enough. So he may need a little help with gifts and parties, but it always turns out perfect.

LEE SEOKMIN

Seokmin is also super into birthdays. He loves getting to celebrate you on your day. He’s not into super big parties. He’ll probably plan a small gathering with your closest friends and family. He might even plan a day trip to the beach or somewhere for all of you. He’s the type that calls each person personally and tells them how much it would mean to both him and you if they could come celebrate your birthday :(. It results in a slew of comments from everyone in your life implying that you need to marry him. He just wants you to have fun with all the people you love on your birthday. He’s also the type to just get you one or two really nice gifts that he put a lot of thought into.

KIM MINGYU

If you have a party that includes friends and family, Mingyu will make sure it’s planned for a different day. He’s a little selfish, he wants you all to himself on your actual birthday. He wants to spend every moment all over you. He’s also a big fan of lazy days on your birthday. You’ll spend most of the morning cuddling. If you want to go out, he’ll still be nearly on top of you the whole time. He’s holding your hand, hugging you from behind, sitting next to you instead of across from you in restaurants. He also doesn’t do much planning, he lets you lead the day. He’ll take you anywhere you feel like going and pay for absolutely everything. Do not even try to pull your wallet out, it’s not happening. If you so much as look at something like you want it, he’s buying it for you. He just wants to spoil you on your special day.

XU MYUNGHO

He’s also a fan of more intimate gatherings for your birthday. If he plans a party it’ll just be close friends and family. He really likes taking you on trips for your birthday. Usually pretty nature spots but if you prefer something else, he’s happy to go there too. They’re very nice trips too, usually a week long, with lots of activities planned, and plenty of time to just rest. Like Mingyu, if he sees you out shopping during the trip, he’ll buy you anything you want. He’s also your personal photographer so you have plenty of nice photos to show off once you get back. When it comes to gift he cares more about sentimental type gifts. He wants something that shows he cares or something he put a lot of effort into making himself (your apartment is filled with very nice art painted by him). He just wants to show you he cares.

BOO SEUNGKWAN

Also not much of a planner. He’ll let you lead the way for your birthday but he’ll hype up whatever you want to do. He also does a lot of research to make sure you get the best out of any experience you want. He does anything he can to make sure the day runs smoothly. He’s much bigger on gifts. He will shower you in gifts. He spends the whole year buying the things he knows you want just to give it all to you for your birthday. He is very intuitive when it comes to gift giving, you’re never disappointed by a gift from Seungkwan.

VERNON CHWE

Also prefers for your birthday to be just you and him. And also a big fan of trips on your birthday. He also likes taking you to very unique experiences. Maybe there’s an art exhibit temporarily in town, or a festival, or a show. If he does a trip it’ll be one that he saved up for for a very long time and be a once in a lifetime experience. Your birthday is special so he wants it to be full of things you don’t usually get to do. If you do throw a party he’ll pick very interesting venue locations so that it’s still something special. His gifts will also be more of the sentimental type. And often he gets you tickets to more fun things to do. He believes spending time with you while doing his best to make you happy is the best gift he has to offer.

LEE CHAN

Strangely good at planning birthdays. He’s the oldest in his family so he can be very responsible. He always knows exactly what you want and makes sure that it happens. You want a big party with all your family and friends? He’s planning for weeks to make sure it’s perfect. You want a nice dinner with you and him? He’s made reservations at the nicest place in town. You want to go on a trip? Name the place and he’ll book the tickets. You just want to hang out around town and do whatever comes up? He’s packing a backpack to make sure you guys are prepared to stay out all day. When it comes to gifts, however, you need to tell him exactly what you want. He’ll get it, but he needs guidance lol.

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