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blu-joons · 2 years

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He Confesses To You ~ Jung Wooseok

Your smile was soft as your best friend left the café after meeting you during their lunch break, glancing back to your left where Wooseok was still sat. His eyes were staring down at his coffee cup in front of him, refusing to acknowledge your best friend as they walked away.

Your smile slowly disappeared as your brows knitted together in his direction. Wooseok took an anxious sip as he felt you watching him, not quite knowing what to do as you studied him.

“Y/F/N is so funny,” you grinned, taking a sip of your drink yourself too. “Don’t you think?” You asked Wooseok in an attempt to bring him back into the conversation.

“Yeah, he’s alright,” Wooseok coldly replied, glancing back across at you, “it seems like the two of you have gotten pretty close recently.”

Your eyes continued to stare at Wooseok, “we’ve always been pretty close.”

Everything seemed off to you with him, something wasn’t quite right with Wooseok, you could tell by how agitated he was with you and how bitter his voice sounded too, unlike what you usually heard from Wooseok at all.

He could only smile at how oblivious you were to just how close you were with Y/F/N. It was something that just didn’t sit right with him, he hated feeling like a third wheel whilst the three of you had your lunch together.

“I think he fancies you,” Wooseok suddenly told you, taking you by surprise. “When I was watching him, he seemed pretty close to you. Dare I say that you seemed to be quite enjoying his attention too Y/N.”

“What?” You scoffed, hitting gently against Wooseok’s arm. “We were only close to each other because you weren’t contributing anything. You might as well have not been here with how little of a presence you were, I thought it would be nice for you to spend time with Y/F/N.”

“Why?” Wooseok boldly asked you, pushing his coffee cup away from him. “Why would I want to have lunch with a guy who basically acts as if he’s your boyfriend? I’d have rather been anywhere but here.”

“Lovely,” you muttered underneath your breath, shaking your head back across at Wooseok. “I don’t know how many times I have to drill it into you Wooseok that Y/F/N is one of my closest friends before you’ll listen.”

“That’s because I don’t think he wants to be,” Wooseok admitted as soon as you finished speaking, “and sometimes I think you don’t want it to be too. I’m right here, but you never seem to look in my direction Y/N, only ever his.”

You watched his eyes widen as soon as he stopped talking, realising what had come out of his mouth. It wasn’t something that you could just dismiss either like you had done with most of what Wooseok had said to you ever since Y/F/N arrived.

“I mean, what do they have for you that I don’t?” Wooseok enquired, a shrug of his shoulders following as he knew that he had nothing to lose anymore in front of you.

Your eyes narrowed as you struggled to make sense of what Wooseok was trying to say. “You’re both good friends to me, there’s no such thing as one being better than the other or one having more than the other person has in my eyes.”

Wooseok’s head shook as you failed to pick up on exactly what he was trying to say to you. He appreciated that it was probably a lot for you to take in and make sense of what Wooseok’s riddles were telling you.

“This isn’t a friendship Y/N,” he began, “at least not for me.”

“What isn’t a friendship? You mean you and I?”

“It hasn’t been for some time, even if those feelings are only one sided.”

You didn’t quite know what to say to Wooseok as his shy eyes looked away from you. His hands nervously gripped at the end of the table, feeling his heart race as he tried to figure out exactly what you would say or do at the opposite side of the table.

“I can just go,” he offered when the silence carried on, fearing the worst from you.

Your head shook though as soon as Wooseok went to move, “I didn’t tell you to go anywhere,” you reminded him.

With a nod of his head, Wooseok sat himself back down in his seat again. He still couldn’t bring himself to look at you, but the calming sound of your voice brought him at least a little bit of reassurance that things would be alright.

“How long?” You enquired after a couple of minutes, “for how long have you felt as if you don’t just want to be friends with me?”

“A long time,” Wooseok hummed, letting go of a gentle chuckle as his voice trailed off. “I guess I’ve never thought about how long it has been because I can’t remember when how I felt about you stopped being just friends and something more, that time all just feels like a bit of a blur.”

Your head nodded as you listened closely to Wooseok, feeling yourself begin to get a little anxious beside him too. “I had no idea,” you told him in reply, “if I’d have picked up on even the slightest clue, I wouldn’t have let you think for a second that I like Y/F/N.”

His head flickered up to look across at you, “but you do like Y/F/N,” Wooseok tried to tell you, convinced that there were some feelings there, no matter how much they hurt him.

“Don’t be stupid,” you chuckled back to him, “I never liked Y/F/N, not even for just a second. There was only one person that I liked, and I’m looking right at him Wooseok.”

It took a moment for what you said to hit Wooseok, his expression remained blank for a few moments until the corners of his mouth slowly turned up. His eyes looked to you almost in disbelief, having to scratch over the top of his head to make sure that he really was listening.

“Y-you like me?” He stuttered, asking you just to be absolutely sure that he was listening to you properly. “You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, you don’t have to be the considerate friend anymore Y/N.”

“I’m saying it because I mean it Wooseok, I never just say things just because.”

A laugh escaped him, filled with relief as Wooseok slowly allowed himself to relax again. “All this time I thought you hated me, I thought you wanted to rub it in that you liked Y/F/N by making me sit through all of these stupid lunches.”

“You’re an idiot,” you established, sniggering as Wooseok nodded in agreement with you. “I only invited Y/F/N just to be nice, he’s been having a hard time lately. I’m just friendly with him, but I like to think that maybe I’m a little more with you.”

There was nothing from Wooseok as he struggled to keep his composure, simply smiling across at you. Your head shook as the faintest of laughs left him, almost feeling as if he needed to pinch himself to be sure.

“Where do we go from here?” Wooseok asked you with a wide grin.

“I think you know exactly where we go from here.”

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key201303 · 2 years

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oh I really like your wooseok fluffy writing and perhaps a college fic would be cute? 🥺

good luck on your big project!! 🥰

Pairing: CollegeStudent!Wooseok x CollegeStudent!Reader

Word count: 1k words

Warnings: None!! Just a bunch of fluff

Genre: fluff, college AU, quarantine AU, boy next door AU

Plot: Ever since the whole country and the whole world started the quarantine due to the pandemic, you've grown pretty close to the boy living next door. Being him the only human being around and down to drink some beer or coffee sitting in your respective balconies sharing your thoughts and worries became a pretty beautiful habit. And now that quarantine is over it will be even better.

A/N: I'm sorry for taking so long to post this 🥺 but I really hope you enjoy it ❤❤ Thank you so much for your support 🥺❤🙏

Taglist -> @ailoveyuta @soobin-chois (let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!!)

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“Do you really think quarantine will be over that easily??” Wooseok asked as he sipped on his beer before placing it on the small table in his balcony. “Honestly, I have no idea, but I really hope so.” You answered, sipping on your beer as well. “Wow, you sound like you really want it to be over, am I that boring??” Wooseok joked, acting as if he was hurt by your behavior. You couldn’t help the laugh escaping your lips at his sudden comment. “Come on, I want this to be over so you can finally invite me to that hamburger you promised.” You said laughing, letting him know that you haven’t forgotten about that little promise he made you a few weeks ago of inviting you to a good hamburger once all the pandemic and quarantine thing was over. “You really have a good memory, huh?” Wooseok said, nervously scratching the back of his necha and letting out a nervous and shy laugh. “I never forget about food promises.” You said, raising your beer to take a last sip.

Days and nights went by and both of you kept sitting every single day on those small chairs you both had in your balconies. Sometimes sharing a beer, sometimes a bottle of soju when there was stress and hurtful moments of the day one of you wanted to drown in that soju bottle, sometimes a cup of coffee as you both admired the beautiful sky of sunset. Sometimes you shared your worries, sometimes your dreams and some other times you both shared memories and funny experiences you had. Sometimes you even told each other the lesson you had to study for an upcoming exam to make sure you studied enough. He even baked you a cake for your birthday and even though it didn’t turn out like a masterchef cake, his intention was what really mattered. Little by little that boy that moved next to you and that you had no idea about who he was, suddenly became your best friend, partner in crime, the only one there to listen to your ramblings and thoughts when nobody else could. Suddenly it felt like both of you became a single person, sharing experiences and sharing the same thoughts and dreams of becoming someone important someday in the future. And soon, both of you found yourselves being deeply in love with each other.

You decided to turn on the TV while you were eating lunch. You haven’t turned it on for the past few weeks. You knew the only thing they would be talking about was about the pandemic, giving more and more bad news, making your anxiety and depression for being in a lock down grow more and more as you heard all that bad news. And if you decided to change the channel to something more entertaining you knew all you would find was shitty reality shows that didn’t really catch your attention. But still today you decided to turn it on just in case they said something about the end of the quarantine as everyone in the town was rumoring.

You placed your bowl of ramen on the living room table near the window just in case Wooseok called you like some days to eat with you. You grabbed the control remote of the TV but before you could even turn it on, Wooseok’s voice full of excitement prevented you from doing all of the things you just planned to do.

As soon as you heard his voice, you peeked your head out of the window to face a happy boy filled with happiness. “What’s wrong with you?” You asked frowning, not really understanding the sudden behavior of the tall boy. “You really haven’t heard the news today or seen them on your phone??” Wooseok said, happiness overflowing him. You gave him an even more confused look. “Why would I have to see the news?” You asked. He perfectly knew your thoughts about news these days and how you prefer being on the balcony talking with him rather than sitting in front of the TV for hours just watching and hearing misery. “(Y/N) today is the last day of the lock down!! From tomorrow on we can go out!!” The tall boy said, jumping out of happiness. The moment you heard him say that you remembered the conversation you had last night and he was right. Today was the day the government would be announcing if the quarantine period was over or not. And apparently is finally over.

“So, when are you inviting me to that hamburger??” You joked, making Wooseok change his expression. “Come on, we just found out we can finally hug each other and walk around town and the first thing you think about is me inviting you to a hamburger?” Wooseok said. You had to admit you were slightly shocked by his first intentions and thoughts about the ending of the quaranting. You knew he might have feelings for you the same way you did for him, after all in the past few weeks all you’ve both been doing was flirting. But you never thought he would be so open to tell you about his feelings. “Well, a promise is a promise and food is food.” You said making the boy laugh. “Then how about tonight?” He said, leaning on the balcony railing waiting for your answer. “Sounds like a great plan.” You said, giving him the brightest and biggest smile you could make. You never thought someone who was a complete stranger would ever become so important to you. You never thought you would fall for someone the way you fell for Wooseok. And you never thought you would ever be in love with someone the way you loved Wooseok. But after all, quarantine changed everyone. Some people for good and some others for bad, and if you had to be completely honest, you were so grateful and happy that you both were able to find this quarantine love.

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cyncialwoo · 2 years

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Fourth Period J.WS

-pairing: wooseok x gn!reader -genre: fluff (friends to lovers) -words: 3k -a/n: so finals came up and I forgot about it, but here I am almost a month later. I hope you enjoy this!! Sorry I couldn’t attach this to the original post ‘cause somethings not going right here. >>Masterlist

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You and Wooseok have been friends since your freshman year of high school. You two kicked it off in your biology class. It started as a “helping each other” relationship. You sometimes gave him answers and vice versa. The relationship between the two of you got closer and closer over time and there was change. The cooler outside of him is still there but also shows you his goofy side. And then there were bits and moments when you would see him clam up and get red. Sometimes it was by little things that you couldn’t identify. Either way, he would push it away as if it were nothing.

Things like that made you tease him more about it. Not letting anything go that he did. Even though you would find it cute when he got red you teased him about it. Your heart bested faster and faster every time that happened it was like just seeing him laugh it off put you on a fluffy cloud. Everything else disappeared and it was suddenly you and him in the classroom.

Even though you would spend class time with him there wasn’t much outside of class. Sure there was lunch, but the two of you didn’t have the same period. And after school? You mostly spent that with friends and thought it was too late into the year to ask him. He never asked you either, it was this weird border of close and not close.

The two of you would often talk and walk out of the class together. His class was up another floor and you had lunch— two completely different ways. That’s where it would end as it did today. You two were blabbering something about how the teacher gave out too much work for your good.

“No cause I don’t know how I’m going to finish this!” You said while looking up at him. You were already out of the class. Hopefully, the two of you weren’t loud enough that the teacher could hear.

Wooseok laughed, “Yeah might not do it, so make sure you do it.” You started to mimic him halfway through it. Yeah right like he had a right to tell you what to do. Although you would often wonder how much you would do for him.

You rolled your eyes. “Nice try, but I’ll do it anyway cause I need to get my grades up.”

He smiled at you. “There you go finally making some good decisions.” He turned to look at the stairs. It was a small walk.

“Bye see you tomorrow?” You smiled at him.

“Yeah cause I can’t stand being alone with her,” Wooseok said rolling his eyes and waving back. You laughed and turned to where you were headed.

You plugged your headphones in and walked down the hall. It was still crowded due to the passing period. You smiled to yourself at the way he had talked to you. He could make you fawn over him over the smallest things. Maybe it was his cool personality that made you like him. The way even when it was awkward he always found a way to reverse it. As you were thinking about Wooseok someone pulled on your backpack. You said a small “Ah” even though it scared you. You hadn’t even gotten that far from the stairs. You pulled a headphone out and looked back. It was Wooseok and he was smiling. He had said something about the Ah and you commented on how it wasn’t fair.

“Hey, actually why aren’t you in band class? Are you going to skip?” You looked up at him puzzled. He had skipped before, once following you to eat lunch. It was awkward and didn’t go well.

“No, not really. I just wanted to stall sometime before I have to go there. I really don’t like to go. Plus I stay in the back most of the time.” He laughed and continued to walk with you. Until it would be too far for him to turn back. You turned back and waved him goodbye, again. There was honest confusion about why he turned back. Maybe it was boredom? Part of you wanted to believe that he liked you even a little bit.

You smiled taking that false hope that was there. Maybe it wasn’t that fault in the way that Wooseok was smiling to himself while going to band class. The way band class didn’t seem so bad now just because he got to spend a few more moments with you. Even if it was a little moment it would give him enough to push through playing the violin. It’s not that he was bad at it, it just sucked as a class. He grabbed his violin case and headed out of the back.

Aside from now and then back and forth texts he couldn’t just text you more. Or could he? Suddenly he was on his phone looking back at his messages to see what was the last thing the two of you talked about. Probably something about that class. He clicked on it and he almost wanted to laugh. It was an unanswered cup pong from about a month ago. He answered it just out of nowhere. ~~~

Your phone buzzed and a familiar name appeared on your screen, It’s been so long... Like a month maybe. You smiled to yourself. Maybe it was about earlier? And what even was earlier? It was a good feeling. A weightless feeling that grew in your stomach. It was still a feeling you were confused about. You answered him back. You finally decided to text back? Got that bored? It was true that the chat hadn’t been open in a month and to text him out of the blue. It never crossed your mind. He sent back another game with a cocky message. Just giving you time to practice. Yep. He’s done. Yeah, he was giving you time to practice when you won the game. Honestly, I don’t play iMessage games with anyone else. You clicked on the game and saw him finish it all in that round. There was no way that you could make it. You were already behind him in the game, and you didn't make it. You didn’t make any shots. … Maybe you’re right about me needing practice. You made a downward smile. Even having to admit that he was right was going to get some cocky response out of him and having to hear him? That’s a whole other story. See?? Wooseok is always right and especially when it comes to cup pong. I am the KINGGGGG of cup pong!!

Wooseok, I am officially done with you. I’m logging off of this phone.

Yeah, you said that but still sent another game of cup pong. Man, it was just too good to change. It was a way to keep things between the two of you flowing and it did. Talking more and more and coming to be closer with each other. You started inviting each other out. You were bowling out with him again. It was something you two could joke about. It was chill competitive and fun. Like most things are between the two of you. You two munching on pizza, or whatever you two had ordered that day. It was something different, mostly burgers. Wooseok loved them then got all shy when he accidentally spilled sauce on his hand. This time there was grease everywhere. It was perfect. Nothing that a little food could cheer you up from losing to him at one point. You swore to him that you were going to beat him up, but then he pouted. By then it was over no one was fighting.

“You want to play another game?” You turned to him as you ate another slice. No lie the pizza was so good for frozen pizza. Wooseok gave you a smirk, “So you can lose again? Anytime.” He let out a small laugh and finished his pizza in a whole bite like that was the punch line. You furrowed your eyebrows, “Don’t be so sure. You could jinx it and I could end up winning instead! Beat the giant! Short people power like your friend says.” That caused him to burst out laughing. Sadly, he didn’t choke on the pizza. “No, you’re wrong for doing Jinho like that. He doesn’t deserve that.” Wooseok stopped you in your track about saying something about Jinho. It was cute when he got protective over his friends. You couldn’t help but smile at him. His eyes met yours for a brief moment before turning away and blushing. He cleared his throat, “Like I said he deserves better. Short people do, so how about that game?” You nodded, “On it! Sir, Jung, sir!” You laughed getting up and fake marching up to the pay counter to buy the both of you another game. You hurried back to the spot when you got another game. You did a celebration dance. “Mission accomplished Sir Jung, sir!” You giggled and went to grab your ball and roll it hitting a seven. Another victory dance came your way. Giggles came from Wooseok as he watched you. Maybe you could feel the same way he did when he laughs at you. He wanted you to feel the same thing that had been growing inside him more and more these past few weeks. These feelings that he couldn’t stop, nor explain. He burned for you to notice him and maybe you had and he was just too dense to see it. Moments like these of the two of you so happy, he wished they could last forever. He pushed another smirk on his face. Be cool. He grabbed his bowl and let it roll. He hit a nine. You frowned because you had wanted to be ahead of him. The two of you ended up being tied wasn’t a good way to start the game with each other. He fought back a smile, but it escaped it. He ended up smirking and you took it as an invitation to press him about beating you. “C’mon! You say you were going to let me win!” You whined sort of laughing at your behavior. Wooseok smirked and rolled his eyes. “I said nothing of the sort only that short people deserve better. That didn’t mean that I was going to go down without a fight.” That caused an eye roll from you. The whole game went on like that. The two of you arguing over winning. You ended up winning in the end and Wooseok swore that he went easy on you. You swore that he was just saying that to save some of his pride. The two of you cleaned up your area and left the place together. It was getting dark outside. Just how long was that last game. You looked at him, “You wanna take the bus together? The main one should lead us far enough. I think I live farther, but it should be okay, right?” “Yeah, and it’s getting late. Wouldn’t be proper to go out with a person the leave them alone in the end.” It was so smooth what he said. And if you were distracted you could’ve missed him calling this a date like there were expectations. “Oh my! Jung Wooseok! Are you calling this a date?” You dragged out the A-in date to mask your fluster if it was even showing. Now, you noticed his face get hotter and you smirked. “I’m just playing! I know you don't mean it,” You said as you locked elbows with him. “Now let’s go before we miss our carriage off to the sunset– oh! I mean bus!” You laughed at that last part. Wooseok laughed too, and the awkward feeling had left and gone someplace else. That last comment from him had you staying up though wondering if he had meant it like that or not. You didn’t let him explain it and some part of you now wish you had. It was slowly eating you up inside. That light feeling in your stomach was coming back and you hid your face. You swore you couldn’t face him in the fourth period Monday. You thought if you see him or even hug him you might not let go. You don’t want to let go of him. Something emotional inside of you craves more of him. Are you awake? Sorry, I can’t sleep. Your phone lit up and your heart beat faster. No way he just. Is he asking for attention? Was he intentional earlier? Is he playing you right now? This can’t be true, right? You blinked a few times and even pinched yourself. You fake cried because even doing those things was childish and you could just imagine him chuckling at you. You wanted him out of your mind. He was driving you insane. Yeah I am Did you run out of people to ask? No, you’re just the first person on my list. Hard to believe.

You shook your head with a stupid smile plastered on your face. This man was pulling all of those strings. And here goes another one. Nah, you’re right. I just really wanted to talk with you. Is that so wrong? Not at all. Was that your heart getting softer? How did it get so genuine so fast? On the other hand, Wooseok was scared. His hands were practically shaking while he was typing. He was scared of what to say and how to make that one move. He wanted to confess so badly, but how could he? He didn’t want to lose this friendship no matter how cliché he sounded right now. He was probably staring holes into his phone. That last message was sent to let him breathe a little and gave him a small smile. That’s good. So you agree? Us talking is a good thing? Yeah, whatever that means. ‘Whatever that means’? Wooseok thought what you meant by that? That you’d feel the same way he did? That you enjoyed his company as he enjoyed yours? But was it in the same way? The conversation ended there. Both of you are too scared to add anything on. After that, no one opened the chat, and if they did they hesitated on what to say. Both of you are confused about what the other meant but still share the same feelings. The confusion and feelings were similar. That paragraph in itself is confusing. Surprisingly, fourth period went well and the two of you got through it pretending as if nothing happened. You completed the homework for once. You told him that it was out of complete boredom from your weekend. And he pretended to be hurt because you were “calling him boring”. Nothing was said between you about the messages. No one messaged after that and it was disappointing, The two of you relied on the other for something. You wished Wooseok had the same amount of confidence that he had that night to text your or that you could steal some of his and just text him. You decided to throw everything away. What happened to your morals about abandoning your date? Oh, so you were my date? That’s what you implied on our bowling day. Why is it always after when you meet face to face when you have to talk to each other? Why couldn’t you have the confidence to look him in the face. Sure you could tease him, but nothing could cover up how nervous you were right now. Maybe it was a good thing that he can’t see you at the moment. I guess you can be right. About that, are you free after school? Asking me on another undercover date, Romeo? You could say that. Once again, another stupid grin ran across your face. The would-be delighted for another outing with Sir Jung. I'm starting to think that you have a sir kink. ;) You knew where to meet him and you were there right on time to see him walk towards you. You let a deep breath out. These are the moments that some people wait for. This was ‘in the moment’ moments, and maybe it was too reckless. Maybe there should have been a warning symbol on this. Or would that ruin the moment? Would that ruin the wave of butterflies swarming inside of your stomach? Or the amount of blood that rushed to your cheeks? Would every detail of the moment be the same? You swore you could hear your heart beat louder and louder as each step Wooseok got closer. Closer to his destiny which was hopefully you. Paying attention to each detail in each moment had time moving faster than it should. He was in front of you now, you were caught off guard by his flustered face. How could he be this handsome and steal your breath away with every second that he exists? You cleared your throat and pressed your lips together. “So where are we going this time?” You looked up at him. You watched his face as he thought about what to say.

The corner of his lips twitched up into a smirk then he let it break out into a smile. “How about a real relationship between the two of us? A romantic one, not a platonic one… If you feel the same way” You watched him his confidence faded and his hand went to scratch the back of his head. Your smile grew a sort of genuine one mixed with the same smile you have when you’re about to tease him.

“I would love to be in a relationship with you, Jung Wooseok.” You let out a small smile. He met your eyes with his lit up. The two of you stared at each other for a moment before locking lips. The kiss was slow and smooth. The two of you felt the moment. When you pulled away the both of you laughed.

“Height is going to be a problem because you’re too tall.” You teased him poking at his chest.

“You know I could always pick you up and run away?”

“Oh yea–”, You didn’t have enough time because he lifted you over his shoulder and ran.

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blizzardfluffykpop · 2 years

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Three Strikes, You're Out

Summary: Maybe third time’s not the charm, after all.

Oneshot

Fluff and Brother’s best friend au

Word Count: 1,861

Wooseok X Female! Reader

[Featuring: Older Brother! Shinwon and mentions: Kino]

Requested: may I have a request for jung wooseok's fluffy and heart fluttering imagine where reader is his best friend's little sister and reader has tried to confess to him over and over again, but wooseok kept rejecting them as he thought reader is like a little sister to him, but one day, he realized he loves them too and is jealous when another guys is around them?

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The first time I asked Wooseok out, we were playing video games in his room. After my brother, Shinwon left to get us something to drink. When I let it slip, “I like you,” he looks over at me and asks, “As a friend?” I nod, “But a little more.” He smiles, “Well, I’ve always viewed you as my little sister, so I understand that.” I nod and softly say, “Yeah, I view you as a uh brother too.” Great, just great did not go as planned. He definitely did not catch what I mean. And not only that, but he views me as a sister too. I guess I need some ice for that sting. Shinwon coincidently comes back with ice in our diet cokes.

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The next time I confessed, I decided to be more literal, hoping that would help. Second is the best. I repeat to myself, working up my courage as I reach the practice studio and watch as Wooseok tries to nail a move. I shake off my nerves while I wait for him to land it to come in, and I wave to him in the mirror. He waves back and says, “Hey! I didn’t expect to see you here today!” I smile, “Well, um... I have something important to tell you.” He nods, spinning around to face me, and gestures for me to go on, “I like you, and not in a sibling light. I like you, Wooseok.” He raises his hand to his neck and scratches it, “Oh,...” He gathers his thoughts for a moment and tells me, “Well, um,... I like you as a sibling. You’re just Shinwon’s little sister to me.” I nod, “It’s okay. Well, I just thought I should tell you.” He nods, and he gestures that he should get back to dancing, and I nod. I wave goodbye and take my leave. My first thought was that that saying did not apply here.

Before I make it down to the cafe at the bottom of Cube, I’m going over Wooseok’s words in my head. It hits me, ‘Shinwon’s little sister’, he must have said something! Probably, ‘if I ever find out one of you has the hots for my sister, I’ll scream’. Although, I guess it’s not really a threat, considering he screams a lot. But I turn around and head up to his studio. Thinking it had to be with a warning from Shinwon, I decided it's best to tell him about my feelings I have for his best friend. I knock on the studio door, “Who is it?” “The pizza delivery man–” “Already!?” “No! It’s your little sister, nitwit.” He opens the door with a pout, “I didn’t order pizza anyways.” I laugh, “I figured. You're more of a burger person anyway.” He laughs, “Whatcha need?” I gulp, “Well, this is kind of important.” He nods and gestures for me to sit on the couch across from his chair. I sit down, and when he settles, I tell him, “I really like Wooseok. Would you approve?” He thinks it over, furrowing his brows together. Before he shrugs, “It is a little weird, but if he makes you happy, who am I to get in the way of that? I know I’m your big brother and all. And that's my best friend, but I respect your decision, kiddo.” I grin, “Thanks, Wonnie.” He smiles and ruffles my hair, “Now, you wanna go out and get some burgers with Seokie and me?” I glare, “Too soon.” He laughs, “Good thing I was ordering in any way.”

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Okay, third time's the charm, maybe? Maybe with Shinwon’s blessings and acceptance, Wooseok changed his mind. I spend the day playing cards with Shinwon when Wooseok comes downstairs. Shinwon nudges me, ‘Go get 'em!’ I nod and follow him outside, cursing those long legs of his. I go, “Hey! Wooseok!” He smiles, “Yeah?” I smile and put my heart on the line again by asking him out on a date. And he shakes his head before the words come out of his mouth, “No, I just view you as my little sister. I’m sorry.” How wrong I was, thinking that would change his mind. I nod, “I should have taken your answer the first time. I’m sorry.” He nods, “I understand. If you guys need me, I’ll be in the studio.” I nod and head back into the house and plant myself on my chair and rest my head on the table with a ‘thunk’. Shinwon asks, “You okay?” I shake my head and groan out a ‘no’. Shinwon reaches over and combs his fingers through my hair, “He rejected you?” I nod, “Damn. He never said he didn’t like you that way. If I had known I would have told you to save you some heartbreak.” I groan, “Yeah.” He snaps his fingers, and I look up from my view at the wooden table, “What?” He smiles, “Does ice cream and comedy sound good to you?” I nod, “This is why you’re the best brother.” He grins and drags me over to the couch, leaving the cards strewn across the table. I throw myself on top of it, and he comes back with a big tub of ice cream and two scoops. I squint at him, and he pulls out a mini mint choco pint from behind his back. I nod and take the big container possessively, which causes him to laugh.

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It’s been about a month since my last rejection. And while I still hang out with the two and act like nothing is wrong, my heart aches badly. When the whole friend group of theirs decides to throw a party at Jinho’s dorm, I decide this is the perfect way to get over Wooseok. I put on my best outfit and head over to their dorm. By the time I reach the dorm, people are piling in. I squeeze through, noticing there are more people in this dormitory than there is room in this place. With no sight of either of the two, I’m trying to avoid for the rest of the night. I find my way through the crowd. I spot one of their mutual friends, Hyunggu. Who is dancing in the middle of it all.

He drops down low and slowly brings himself back up, popping the whole way. And I cheer among the crowd and watch as he taps someone into the circle. He makes his way out of the middle as people shower him with compliments, and I follow him out to do so. “I know you do it for a living. And all but, wow, your dances are just massively impressive.” He grins, “Thank you. You’re (Y/n), Shinwon’s little sister, right?” I sigh, “Don’t remind me…” He tilts his head, “But that means you’re not just beautiful, but you’re funny too.” I blush, “I um, I guess?” He grins, “I’ve heard a lot about you.” I smile, “All good things?” He nods, “But I always wanted to put a face to your name. You’re prettier than I could have ever imagined.” I blush, and he holds out his hand, “Would you care to dance?” I shrug, “I’ll warn you, Shinwon got the dancing skills, though.” He pulls me close to him and whispers, “Anything can be learned” If I wasn’t red before, I know I’m on fire now. He pulls me over to the dance floor and spins me around.

I can’t seem to get enough of his company, and that’s when I spot him. He’s standing next to Shinwon behind the island, talking with him but staring right at me. As if he sees right through me, I gulp to myself. But it’s obvious in the way my motions still a bit that I’m not entranced in the world the two of us made any longer. He spins us around when he sees exactly what, or rather who stole my attention. “I heard something from Shinwon about what happened.” I groan, “That’s lovely.” He giggles, “I don’t think it’s me who you wish to dance with, am I right?” I gulp down another breath, “But,... I want to dance with you cause you’re fun and uh,...” He nods, “Your heart belongs to other places, doesn’t it?” I nod, “Yeah,...” He gives me a brilliant smile, “Well, just your luck. Mr. Jealousy is steamrolling to us right now. It was fun to dance with you and finally meet you, darling. If you ever tire of him, you know how to find me~” Before I can say a word, he’s gone, and there in his place stands Wooseok.

He doesn’t give me time to comprehend the whole situation before he’s pulling me away to a quieter place. Which happens to be outside on the patio, “I think I may have realized it too late.” He mutters mostly to himself, but I catch it all. “What? I don’t get what you mean.” He readjusts, and like the second time he rejected me, he scratches the back of his neck. “That I don’t see you in a sister light at all. I don’t know why it took until I saw Hyunggu dancing with you to realize it. But I realized I want to be the one who gets to dance with you. And the thought that you would love someone else and that I would lose you when I had more than one chance,...” I squint at him, “Why should I believe you?” He looks up at the patio light before looking into my eyes, “Because Shinwon almost hit me over the head with a frying pan for having the audacity to realize my feelings for you after breaking your heart.” I laugh a little, “I believe that.” He smiles, “So what do you say? Would you be willing to give me a chance? I know I tossed three chances away, but maybe the fourth time is the actual charm?” I shrug, “We’ll see by the fourth date.” I smile at him, and it hits me, “Wait! You know you rejected me three times!?” He nods, “Yeah,...” I groan, and he smiles and holds out his hand, “I’ll make it up to you. But first, can you get Shinwon to stop ogling us with a cast iron in hand.” I look over, and lo and behold it’s my brother in the window holding a skillet.

I wave, and he gives me a thumbs-up, and I nod. He smiles and walks away, “You didn’t go after me because Shinwon was about to kill you. Did you?” He shakes his head, “The worst thing that man can do is scream. And I’ve been best friends with him for years, so I highly doubt he’d kill me now. I know too much.” I nod, “Me too,... Too much.” We laugh, and he holds out his hand for me, and I grab it.

And yeah, the first four dates went above and beyond expectations, Wooseok making sure of it. With three strikes, three batters on the plates, he gave it all he got and made a grand slam.

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anabsolutemyth · 2 years

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Wooseok Imagine: Inked

Requested by: @bunnybunnykino

Notes: G/N reader, implied consent, pure fantasy (like jesus tattoos hurt, ain’t anybody going to be wanting to fuck someone while getting one, plus it would be grossly unsanitary)

Word count: 698 | Minors DNI, 18+ only

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You’d heard about a tattoo artist making waves underground in Seoul and after looking at his work you knew you had to get something from him.

Before people got to know you they’d never think you were inked, but you’d spent dozens of hours on those black benches, and you were planning on many more. This is the issue you faced when you walked into the makeshift studio where Jung Wooseok worked.

You sensed his cocky attitude right away, clearly he didn’t have high expectations of you as a client; in his mind you were either going to get the lamest design ever or land up passing out and tapping out on him. That didn’t put you off though, you saw it as a challenge. One that you were more than willing to accept.

Barely a word spoken to you, Wooseok throws a portfolio of flash on the desk for you to look at. It’s full of tiny overused designs with no detail or flair to them so you chuck the book back to him, telling him how you expected better from an artist with such a cult following.

“I was after a dragon, traditional style but black and grey with some red, on my ribs.”

His eyes widened, shocked that you’d asked for not one, but two of the most notorious things in tattooing: rib placement and red ink. He kept acting like a cocky asshole, but there was a hint of something else in the way he approached you now... desire, fascination, he was intrigued by you.

Skip forward an hour and you were lying on his table going through hell in the name of art. Wooseok had been tattooing you for around 30 minutes and he had already started asking if you were alright, if you were going to tap out or fall off the bench. Again you just challenged him, looked him right in the eyes and told him that he would be more likely to quit before you did.

This tit-for-tat kept going, steadily progressing to be more personal, more intimate. You normally weren’t like this with people that you didn’t know but something about him made you want to try and push his buttons to see what would happen. A few more hours passed just the same before you decided to really push the boundaries, you just hoped you had gauged it right.

“So... do you normally finish things quicker than this or does your girlfriend have to tap out because it takes you all day to get her off?”

You could see the spark in his eyes as he gently placed the tattoo machine back on his workbench and stood up, towering over you, walking to the other side of the table.

“Really wanting to go there?” he said, not expecting an answer. “I’ll fucking show you how quickly I can get things done.”

He was undoing your jeans and shoving his hand into your underwear to try and get you to cum as fast as possible, his long nimble fingers working wonders on you. Not one to lose without a fight, even as your breaths became hoarse and more laboured, you reached for him and started massaging his cock through his trousers. God knows how long he’d been hard for but it felt good knowing you had such an effect on him without trying.

When you looked up you could see he was biting his bottom lip trying to hold back whatever animal sound was threatening to claw it’s way from his throat. Knowing you had the power to make him lose it, you pulled his cock out and stroked up and down his length, taking the time to put a bit more pressure on the head as your thumb brushed over it.

The closer you got to your own release, the faster you worked him, turning on your side to use both your hands. One focusing on the shaft and the other keeping the stimulation on the head of his dick at breaking point. Wet with pre-cum, your fingers rolled over the most sensitive part of him, teasing a few raspy groans from that cocky bastard mouth of his.

#Pentagon smut #Pentagon imagines #Wooseok smut #Wooseok imagine #g:pentagon #m:wooseok #t:writing #t:sc #I'm leaving this open at the end #your choice of who wins lol #I did not intend for this to be this long #I know it isn't particularly long anyway #but it got away from me a bit

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milkybonya · 2 years

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green pea

order 038, anon: large classic milk tea with regular tapioca pearls for ptg's Wooseok

warnings: none!

summary: you and Wooseok have been childhood friends, but things are starting to feel a little different. it doesn't feel like 'friends' anymore, but something a bit more...

word count: 1.1k

barista 🥛's 💌: tbh i haven't properly listened to ptg in like,, a year? a few months?? and i just shuffled a playlist i have for them and organic song started playing and ugh i'm just,,, y e s

at the age of five, Jung Wooseok promised on a green pea that he'd marry you. yes, i know, it makes no sense out of context, but don't get mad at me just yet! here's the context for you.

at your school, kids would often be allowed to eat their lunch outside on days when the weather was nice. on one of these days, you sat out with your lunchbox open, munching away. a boy, oddly tall for his age, walked over and sat next to you without speaking a word. he quietly ate and for some reason, neither of you said a word. perhaps, you were waiting for the other person to speak first.

"what's your favourite vegetable?" the boy suddenly asked as he bit into a baby carrot.

your mind went blank and the first thing you could think of was "green pea."

"green pea? peas are gross!" the boy whined, sticking out his tongue.

then, to both of your surprises, a tiny green pea rolled over to where you were sitting. a kid further away had dropped his lunchbox, but none of you knew that. you simply thought this magic green pea had appeared out of nowhere.

"wow... we were just talking about green peas! you must be magic!" the boy exclaimed, picking up the green pea.

"my mom told me i should marry someone special when i'm older. if you're magic, then that makes you special. i swear on all the green peas in the world that i'll marry you!" the boy calls out.

"my mom says you shouldn't make promises you can't keep," you retorted. why would you want to marry an oddly tall boy with skinny limbs?

"i'll keep it... i'm Wooseok. Jung Wooseok," the boy said.

"i'm y/n," you replied.

from that day on, the two of you were inseparable. i guess we have the green pea to thank for that!

fast forward many years to the present and you're sharing an apartment with the big goof. life and the future are both still question marks for you, but at least you have each other.

"hey, you didn't forget to buy ramen, right? we've ran out for two weeks now," Wooseok explains from the couch as you walk into your shared apartment with arms full of groceries.

"of course i didn't forget, but you clearly forgot something," you say, dropping the bags down.

"i did?" he asks, turning his head to look at you.

"yes! to help me, you idiot."

he rolls off the couch and shuffles over, helping you empty the bag and place everything in its rightful spot in the kitchen. naturally, him being taller than you, he puts away the things that belong away in the higher shelves while you put the things away that belong on the lower shelves.

"we make a great team, don't we?" Wooseok asks.

you're about to make some smart remark until he presses his chest against your back and squashes you against the kitchen counter as you put something away. he puts something away in the same cupboard, but just higher. something about feeling his larger body against yours for that brief moment makes you feel so shy and sick in the stomach.

"y/n, what's wrong? why is your face burning up?" Wooseok asks, looking worried as he puts the empty bags away.

"i-i... why did you have to corner me into the counter like that!" you whine.

"i swear i didn't mean anything by it!" Wooseok defends with a laugh.

you grasp at your chest and your racing heart. it's probably just beating so fast because you were scared when Wooseok approached you like that, right?

"can we cook something together, today? since you just got groceries... and i'm tired of takeout food," Wooseok explains.

"let's try to find a simple recipe online, then," you say, pulling out your phone.

you lean against the counter and Wooseok does the same, shuffling close to you until your shoulders and arms are touching. once again, your face heats up as you feel Wooseok's warmth from right next to you.

"W-Wooseok," you stutter.

"hm?"

"why are you so close to me?" you blurt out.

his eyes move from the light of his phone to your face.

"what's wrong with that? do you not like it?"

"no, i--"

"y/n, your face is burning up again," Wooseok grumbles with a pout. he reaches out to touch your cheek with his hand, feeling the warmth for himself.

you shy away from his touch and ask yourself why you're doing that. you and Wooseok are friends, it's not like a stranger is touching you! but it feels different, now. it does feel like a friends thing anymore.

once you decide on a recipe, you and Wooseok work on preparing everything together. Wooseok hovers around you a lot, purposely reaching past you for things, holding your hands and showing you how to cut things (even though he's not that much better than you himself). something is definitely different, but you decide to brush it off for now.

"y/n, can we go eat outside in the park?" Wooseok asks, bouncing up and down. the motion reminds you of when he was a kid, and you reach up to ruffle his hair. he smiles against your touch and closes his eyes

"sure! let's pack this all up, then."

the two of you leave the house with your hands full of food and find a nice spot in the park to sit in the grass, right under the shade of a tree.

"ah, there's green peas in this rice?" Wooseok asks, holding up a spoonful of the rice.

"yeah, you dummy! we literally cooked this together," you remind the boy.

"yeah, but..." he mumbles.

"i was gonna say, do you remember when we first met?" Wooseok asks you.

"of course i do. we talked about green peas, just like the ones in this rice."

"do you remember what i promised you?"

you go quiet. of course you remember, but why is he bringing this up now?

"that i would marry you?" Wooseok asks, his cheeks turning pink. his smile radiates nervousness, and you wonder what his point is.

"yeah?" you mutter.

"y/n... do you think... we could be more than friends?" Wooseok asks, hesitantly reaching out to hold your hands in his larger ones.

"w-what?"

"do you think--"

"i heard what you said, i'm just... i--"

Wooseok chuckles and pats your head, shaking his own.

"you don't have to agree to anything or be sure of anything now. i just want you to consider it, because lately, i feel a little different around you. i wanted to tell you so you're also aware of it," Wooseok explains.

"you feel...?" you question the tall boy.

"i feel like i'm falling in love with you," he says bluntly yet sincerely.

"Wooseok..."

"i think my younger self knew what he was talking about when he made that promise to marry you," Wooseok says with a chuckle.

"i guess so," you say, smiling under the filtered sunlight that softly reaches for your face.

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hansols-yoda-boxers · 3 years

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CNS Spin Off - Just For Fun

Choi San x Jung Wooyoung

Word Count: 1364

Contents: angst, hurt & comfort

San bristled as Wooyoung started to climb up to his bunk. Most of their campers were on the canoe trip and the three who were left were currently out playing sports with some of the others. At the moment the two of them had the cabin to themselves. He usually tried to avoid this, avoid any chance to be left alone to talk with Wooyoung, but he didn’t realize in time. And he didn’t have any good excuses to leave.

“Wooyoung, what do you-”

San stopped as Wooyoung placed an envelope on his lap, along with a few candies. When he looked over at Wooyoung he was blushing and looking away from San.

“I got you some candies,” He mumbled. “And I wanted to- I thought writing a note could be- I thought it was easier? I guess?”

San sat up in his bed, staring at Wooyoung. Why did it boil his blood that Wooyoung was doing nice things for him? Maybe it was the fact that Wooyoung snuck out in the middle of the night last week. He didn’t ask where he was going. He didn’t need to. Even if he was trying to be nice it was clear that he either didn’t want to change or was too dense to figure out the problem in the first place.

“Writing a note is easier?” San asked coolly.

“Y-Yeah,” Wooyoung said. “I thought it m-might- uh-” He looked up suddenly to the sound of tearing. San stared at him blankly as he tore the envelope and the letter inside to pieces. He watched Wooyoung’s face twist with distress as he watched, unable to find any words. He looked as if he might cry.

San knew he should feel bad, but he had grown so numb. It felt like the only emotion he felt towards Wooyoung was anger. The only thing he wanted to feel was angry.

“You snuck out this week,” San said, dropping the pieces of paper in his lap. “I heard you. So whatever was in that letter is bullshit.”

Wooyoung’s eyes started to water as his fingers curled around the railing of the bunk. He stared at the pieces of paper, at a loss for words.

“I told you, we have nothing to talk about. You made that clear and you keep making it clear.” San pushed past him as he jumped down from his bunk. Some part of him thought he was being too mean but if Wooyoung was going to be sweet to his face and then sneak around anyway then anything was fair game.

“You clearly have no problem finding fuck toys, you certainly don’t need me.” San said bitterly as he started towards the door but felt a hand wrap around his arm. San spun back to see Wooyoung, face now streaming with tears. It shot a pang of pain through his heart for the first time in what felt like weeks.

“I-I don’t.” He said weakly. “I don’t see you like that.”

Something else was seeping into San’s emotions. He wanted to be angry, to just be angry. But he didn’t want to see Wooyoung like this. It hurt. He was hurting him.

“Don’t you?” San said. “I’m just another notch in the bedpost.”

Wooyoung shook his head, face scrunching up as he cried. “No,” he whispered.

San hated how he wanted to hug Wooyoung. That all he wanted was to comfort him. As if he had done nothing wrong. As if he was perfectly kind and clear and never led San on. As if he didn’t shower him with sweet nothings that meant nothing.

“Then what am I?!” San cried. “What do you want?! You were so sweet to me! You keep being nice to me now! But you’re still sneaking out! You don’t get to act like I didn’t walk in on you and Yeosang! You don’t get to be sad or hurt! If I meant something to you- I-If I meant a-anything- I-If I-” San couldn’t manage anymore as he started sobbing. He curled in on himself and he felt Wooyoung wrapping around him. He didn’t want it to feel safe, or loving, or caring and comforting.

But it felt like all of those things.

“I’m sorry,” Wooyoung mumbled into his hair, his voice shaky. “I’m an idiot. I know I’m an idiot. I never wanted to- I didn’t-”

Wooyoung took a breath. “I should have realized. Wh-When you walked in on- When you saw that and I saw the look on your face. I-I don’t why I didn’t figure out how you felt until then. It didn’t click a-and at the same time I ruined it.”

San couldn’t calm his sobbing despite Wooyoung’s comfort. He tried to wrap his head around it. He tried to make sense of everything Wooyoung was telling him. He knew? He knew how San felt?

“B-But you- y-you’ve been-”

“No,” Wooyoung said, shaking his head and squeezing San even harder. “I-I haven’t- I kicked Yeosang out that night. And I-I haven’t I promise.”

San pulled back, enough to look at Wooyoung, and read the utter fear on Wooyoung’s face that he might walk away. It only melted San’s own heart more.

“Y-You were sneaking out,” San said, confused. Why was he still sneaking out then?

“I-I, the candies-” He said. “I-I didn’t want to leave you with the kids a-again. It upset you the last time s-so…”

San stared at him through his tears. He was just sneaking out to get San something. So he wasn’t still sleeping around. But what did it matter? Was Wooyoung just stopping because it upset him?

“Why?” San asked.

“Wh-What?”

“Why stop, even if it upsets me? Why are you getting me gifts? Why…”

Wooyoung dropped his gaze, looking back towards the bunk a little. “Isn’t it obvious?”

San shook his head even though Wooyoung wasn’t looking. His heart was suddenly beating faster. What was Wooyoung trying to say? He broke away from him and ran back to his bunk, looking through the scraps of paper. What did the letter say? What had he torn up?

“I-I can-” San looked back as Wooyoung spoke. “I can tell you.” He mumbled.

San nodded, climbing down from the bunk and walking over to Wooyoung. He took his hands and squeezed them, Wooyoung just managed to meet his eye and San couldn’t tell if he was red from crying or if he was blushing.

“I wanted to make it up to you,” he began shakily. “I knew I hurt you.” He squeezed San’s hand while he looked him in the eye. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you and I know that doesn’t matter but I’m still so sorry. I didn’t think- W-Well I just didn’t think.”

Wooyoung took a breath. “I didn’t want to make you sad. B-But I had to think about it a little. It took me- It was- I didn’t know why I said those sweet things- O-Or why i-it was so different being with you. O-Or why it hurt so much when you were hurt. But I wanted to make it better. I wanted to make it up to you and f-fix it somehow b-because- because I…”

Wooyoung gave San a look, full of fear and anticipation, squeezing San’s hands hard. San could feel his heart swelling, a fresh set of tears coming to his eyes for an entirely different reason as all of Wooyoung’s words whirled around in his mind. Wooyoung parted his lips, taking a breath to speak again but San pulled him closer suddenly.

San crashed his lips against Wooyoung’s in a kiss. He grabbed Wooyoung's waist, pulling him close. Wooyoung shook a little as he gripped San’s shoulders, kissing him back feverishly, both of them still crying as everything they had been feeling finally overflowed, pouring into the embrace, the kiss.

San took a breath, resting his forehead against Wooyoung’s, showing no sign of letting go. “I like you, too.” He sniffled.

Wooyoung’s hands came up to his cheeks and he gave San a gentle, tender kiss that made San’s heart soar.

“I love you,” he murmured.

#cns au #camp north star au #ateez imagines #wooyoung imagines #jung wooseok imagines #san imagines #choi san imagines

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adachicuto · 2 years

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getting a tattoo with wooseok

a/n: i didn’t specify what type of tattoo or where the reader would get it so that it’s more reader friendly

warnings: reader getting a tattoo and a vague mention of pain

when you would tell wooseok that you’d want a tattoo he’d get so excited about and would mention all of these cool ideas to you but of course he’d know that it was 100% you decision of what design you’d get

he’d still draw a few things just to show you or you’d mention some things you’d be interested in and he’d try drawing them out for you so that you could customize things a bit more to your liking before the final decision and his talent would never cease to amaze you

then there would be the time to decide on the placement of the tattoo and woosoek would be sitting next to you with his laptop and would search tattoo placement and which areas would cause the most and least pain

after pretty much everything would be figured out and you had some time to think it over, you’d find a tattoo shop near you with good reviews and wooseok would drive you there

also i feel like wooseok would make a playlist for you to commemorate the day but to also calm down any nerves that you’d have. the playlist would have all of your and his favorite songs and you’d sing along to it on the way to the tattoo shop

once you’d talk with an artist and show them wooseok’s drawings for your inspiration etc. you’d get comfortable in the chair as the artist would prepare everything and wooseok would give you an encouraging smile

wooseok would sit right next to you and comfort you when you’d need it and he’d be quick to get you a bottle of water or put on a video on his phone to help take your mind off it which you’d appreciate a lot

if you’d decide to get a tattoo on the larger side, wooseok would try his best to reassure every 10 minutes when you’d ask if it was almost done. and he’d have to hold in his laugh at the child-like frown you’d have on your face if there would be a lot left to go

when the tattoo when finally be complete, wooseok would stare at you in awe because you’d somehow became even cooler to him (not that he would think a tattoo would define you or how cool you are)

he’d do his own research about how to take of your skin after a tattoo and would probably put all of the tattoo artist’s advice in his notes app just to make sure that he could help you if needed. he’d be there to remind about taking care of it if you ever forgot but it wouldn’t be in a nagging way bc that would be that thing he’d want to do

once your skin would heal and the tattoo wouldn’t be faded, i think he would absentmindedly trace it every now and then and would always comment on how cool it would look on you

getting a tattoo with wooseok would be a very fun experience for the both of you. he would admire how strong you were during the process, even if you’d say it didn’t hurt much and you’d probably expire him to get a tattoo in the future or matching tattoos

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sadienita · 4 years

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Pentagon Cuddles

Wooseok

In Public

He’s pretty causal in public

He keeps his cool well

Though he will often make a beeline for you

If he thinks of something

Or has something to show you

Or wants to show you something fun

He’ll move closer and closer

Until he’s next you you

And you two are giggling madly

Sometimes you just end up in your own little world

The others really need to make sure you both don’t wander off

If you walk together you’ll get lost

100%

Even if your sense of direction is impeccable he will distract you

He doesn’t get too touchy

Even once the news is public

He doesn’t wanna do too much when the world is watching

Unless he’s tired

Then he barely cares

He will hold you hand though

He likes squeezing you hand in his

And throwing you little smiles

And pulling you close to his side just to feel you there

Around The Guys

He’s a lot more touchy around the members

Also a lot more loud

And a lot more weird

You do not understand how happy he’ll be if you’re weird with him

Literally thinks you’re the one the second you do

He’s fond of wrapping an arm around you

When you hang out on the couch he’ll almost always pull you against his side

Might pull you into his lap

If you don’t wanna he might whine

Or he might just sit in your lap

You’ve been warned

Has this weird thing for the back of your neck?

Like when you’re say next to him

His arm will be around you

But his hand would move up to your shoulder

And then the back of your neck

And he’ll just touch you, tracing shapes in your skin

Or playing with hair

He doesn’t mean to tickle you

And he won’t be expecting you to laugh

He just really likes touching you there for absolutely no reason

He can be a little absentminded in how he touches you

But it only ever melts your heart more

In Private

He likes to flop with you

He will sit on the couch of course

But the bed is where it’s at

He likes to just flop and starfish on the bed

Will encourage you to flop on top of him

If you’re on the bed already watch out

He will just fall on top of you

He likes when you lay on his chest

He can draw on your skin with his fingers and play with your hair if you let him

He’ll bring up silly videos on his phone

And the two of you will cuddle while you watch them

Gives you stray kisses here and there

If you respond with an “I love you” he’ll get the cutest smile on his face

Sometimes you’ll talk

Sometimes it gets weird

You get into strange hypotheticals but it’s so much fun

Other days it gets serious

That makes him nervous at first

But he really loves sharing himself with you

He also really likes spooning

He will be the big spoon

But if you make him do it too often he’ll whine until you let him little spoon

On bad days he just wraps you up in his arms and holds you and starts to cry

And you tell him to let it out as you cuddle with him

And for someone so tall he’ll feel so small as he tells you what he’s worried about, what he’s afraid of

And it makes him feel so safe and cared for as you hold him and comfort him and listen to all he has to say

And he’ll end up hugging you tight

And burying his face in your chest

And whispering “I love yous” as he insists that he wants to stay just like that with you

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lordsicheng · 6 years

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Writing Prompt #76: Wooseok

Jung Wooseok x OC

#76: “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

word count: 1,373

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There were two things that definitely made you feel instantly annoyed whenever you get to school. One, the number of school work literally plopped on top of your desks before the day ended.

And two, Jung Wooseok.

He was that one person you’ve despised ever since you moved to your new school a year ago. Sure, it’s recent than most people who have had useless and childish foes for years, but something about him just got you riled up whenever he opened that mouth to speak, or even smaller like a yawn. So what made you start disliking this guy?

Well, it started when you randomly joined a club just to get extra credit for school, but you ran out of options and were only left with either cooking, which you knew you were really bad at, and public speaking.

You hated the thought of doing public speaking.

Wooseok was the then-Vice President of the “Public Peers Club”, an organization that consisted of students who loved joining debates, public speaking activities, and even public writing contests from within the school and out. You joined for the public writing contest then, since you weren’t so sure about the thought of memorization since you knew you sucked at it, but Wooseok decided to put you into one of the debates organized by the seniors. What was worse was that you weren’t even knowledgeable enough for the topic being discussed, which was about the role of politics with the ongoing academic crisis in the country’s educational system. Wooseok knew very well you weren’t someone to speak their minds thoroughly, but you didn’t have a choice.

What happened during the day of the event?

Let’s just say, your group lost.

Horribly.

“Thanks to you,” as Wooseok would remind you over and over. The fact that he had the guts to put you in a place where you knew you were much uneducated on made your feelings of annoyance and hatred towards him grow the more you saw him on campus and in class. You’d ignore him at times if he ever tried speaking to you, which happened quite a number of times before. You would feel bad, but your ongoing feelings of negativity towards him were a bit stronger.

Finally getting on board the bus that passed by the route to your school, you searched for a seat and found one, luckily, since it was usually full whenever you were on your way. Once you sat down, you immediately saw a tall, young man with the same uniform as you that stood nearby. You rolled your eyes the moment you realized it was indeed, Wooseok, minding his own business as he had his earphones on and was balanced enough for the bus to abruptly move and not make him fall over. You wished he did fall over, though, but that was just filled to your amusement.

Once the bus got to the bus stop near your school, you waited for Wooseok to move first before you could stand up. He walked out of the bus and you immediately dashed out after, taking a few steps back to not make yourself too visible from him. After standing just a few feet away, you slowly walked and followed his pace, not realizing you were already staring at his feet.

You didn’t notice he already turned and faced you, and your face was still looking down until you felt the top of your head hit on someone’s chest. You clicked your tongue, and closed your eyes before shaking your head, not able to raise it up to look at Wooseok who had a confused but amused smirk on his face whilst his hands were inside both of his pockets.

“Looks like someone’s following me.” he sighed, looking down at you

“I was following a bird.” you replied firmly, not even moving your head the least

“I don’t see a bird.” he chuckled, shaking his head

“It must’ve flown away, then.” you huffed and slowly raised your head, looking at him with furrowed brows as his face was still as smug as ever

“I don’t get why you’re so annoyed by my presence. Whenever I try to talk to you, you push me away as if I’m just dust.” Wooseok crossed his arms as he tilted his head, looking at you from head to toe

“Because of you, I embarrassed myself in front of hundreds of people.” you crossed your arms as well, retorting

“Well, if you only researched even a tiny bit about the topic, then you would’ve survived. Don’t you watch the news?” he said while slowly giving a frown

“I do. I just don’t care much about politics.” you replied hazily

“Same goes for, like, 60% of the whole class.”

“What’s your point? I just obviously don’t like you.” you said in almost a whine, making him erupt into a light chuckle

“Sure you do.” he turned and moved towards the gate, making you open your mouth in appall and continue walking towards the campus

Your squinting eyes wouldn’t leave the back of Wooseok’s head during class. You felt his cockiness just from the way he moved around his seat and spoke to his seatmates. It slightly made your blood boil, but you contained yourself and just ignored your thoughts of him.

“Okay, class. It’s speech day tomorrow, and I want all of you to join. I’ll group you all into two and you will choose a topic of your own. Wooseok, as the president of the speech organization in school, you get to choose who you want to partner up with.” your teacher smiled as he looked at Wooseok while leaning on his table

You sighed and chuckled, looking at the window next to you to try and ignore Wooseok

“Y/n.”

Everyone’s reactions were mixed as they looked at you, and you were confused as to why Wooseok would pair up with you in the first place. You looked at him and mouthed “what are you doing?!”, but he just gave off a shrug

“Wooseok, are you sure you want to partner up with y/n?”

“Sure as ever.” he smirked, looking at the teacher and then to you

Right after classes, you marched up to Wooseok as he started putting in his books in his bag. He already knew you were walking up to him, but you were so sure you wanted to speak with him firmly about what happened earlier.

“You think this is a joke, huh?” you crossed your arms and tapped your foot on the ground, but Wooseok just continued cleaning up his things

“I’m trying to help you.” he gave you a side eye and closed his bag, putting on the slings on his shoulders

“You’re not helping me. You’re only embarrassing me.” you almost yelled, but Wooseok kept calm

“Okay, fine. You choose the topic for the speech.” he said as he looked at you

“Okay.” you replied while in thought

You kept thinking, what could possibly make Wooseok rethink of a topic over and over and get a hard time of getting a git on, that you were confident in speaking yourself?

“Feminism.”

“Excuse me?” he raised a brow, crossing his arms right after

“You heard me. Feminism. Unless, you’re gonna chicken out on the event all because you can’t speak much of women?” you raised your brows, not backing down

“A little bit of research wouldn’t hurt for me. Wait, don’t you want to study on this together?” he asked, sounding unsure of himself

“Just think of the most iconic roles of females from the past decades, and I’ll do all the speaking. Unless… I leave you all alone to fend for yourself.” you gave a smug, alarming him almost

“Don’t do that. I swear, you have to help me on this.” Wooseok pleaded, and you just replied with a shrug

“We’ll see.” you walked away, humming and leaving him all alone as he stood and looked at you go out of the room

Only a couple of hours before the event at school, Wooseok waited for you inside the classroom. The other students were already on their way to the gymnasium, but you didn’t arrive in time for the morning ceremony and you felt like going a little bit later just to scare Wooseok.

Which, in fact, worked. He was getting nervous trying to review his researches and you knew this would agitate him. You were sure that you knew all the things you needed to speak about, since you were pretty educated on feminism. Wooseok, knew a bit of this topic, but he did not dive much into it. He was usually a fast learner, but for some reason with the mix of you being his partner, made him even more worried he might mess up. He came to a realization that you didn’t arrive school yet and were probably still asleep, so he decided to dial your number on his phone.

“Come on, y/n. Please pick up.” he mumbled after dialing your phone for the 5th time, making him even more anxious

“The subscriber cannot be reached. Please leave a message after the beep.”

“Damn it.” he groaned as soon as the voicemail started

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

He said with a heavy sigh and put down the phone. What he didn’t know was that you were already by the doorway of the classroom and looked at him. You cleared your throat and Wooseok immediately faced the doorway to see you smirking and crossing your arms.

“Wow. Seriously?” he chuckled

“Nope. I left my phone and I woke up a little later. But just in time for the speech competition.” you said, seeing Wooseok walk up to you and smiling

“You ready to tear the building apart with our massive speech?” he grinned

“I just want to pass this subject and get it over with.” you rolled your eyes and walked to the direction of the gymnasium, Wooseok following you a while after and laughing to himself.

Finally, the speech event was over. Surprisingly, you and Wooseok won the first prize and went home with a trophy and a pretty big amount of money, funded by the school itself. Your classmates congratulated both of you for being able to bear with each other and pass, and you felt like Wooseok wasn’t such a bad guy after all.

You walked away and were about to leave the school building, until Wooseok walked up to you just as you were to grab the front door. You looked up and just gave him a smile in return

“So, uh. We won like… $50.” he said as he held the envelope, smiling

“Yeah. Keep it. I kind of want to get home.” you shrugged

“Already? Let’s buy some food with this. Come on.” he nudged you lightly on the shoulder, chuckling

“My treat?” he raised his brows in amusement, making you laugh lightly at his antics

“Fine.” you said before reaching out for the doorknob

“Ahem, ladies first.” he grabbed the doorknob first and opened the door for you, and you just shook your head as you walked out and he followed you after

“You know what, Wooseok? You’re not such a bad person after all.” you smiled as he walked next to you towards the campus gate

“So does this mean you like me and agree to go on a date with me?” he smirked, voice almost squeaking as a tease that made you slap his shoulder lightly

“Shut up. It doesn’t mean we’re friends, either.” you rolled your eyes again and slightly chuckling

“Sure we aren’t.” he teased again as you both kept walking, laughing in the end as you both started to properly get to know each other as time passed.

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cyncialwoo · 2 years

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Pull Up J.WS (M)

-pairing: fwb! wooseok x female reader ex-boyfriend! changgu x female reader

-genre: angst and smut

-words: 4.8k

-A/n: this is my first work on this platform and i hope you enjoy this! (ps. I really wanted to add a pic of him from the visual motif but it didn’t paste right T^T) >>Masterlist

~~~ It had been a rough week. A hella rough week. Although Wooseok shouldn’t have been complaining. He had known that he was bad when it came to flings. Especially when it comes to you. His old habits of fucking around were too damn hard to break. He knows the many times he had let you down these past years. The many times that he had put you aside for another person then went right back to you. The times you screamed and yelled at him, and the times that you just cried in his arms while he cradled you. Wooseok smiled bitterly while looking down at his glass. God had he messed up. God how it had hurt him when he went to call you only to find out that you had blocked him. He must have deserved it. And he did. And he regretted every decision right now, still knowing that it is way too late for that. He scoffed and gulped down the drink that was in his hand.

He grabbed his car keys on his kitchen counter. He was going to visit you tonight even if it was going to be the end of him. His breathing was heavy and he was a bit frustrated with himself. How could he be so stupid and continue to be? I mean come on why would you forgive him this time? What was a good reason? There wasn’t. The only reason there was was that now he had really notices how stupid he was and that he probably was in love with you. But were you in love with him. He huffed and ran his hands through his hair. He hadn’t even started the car? How could he. This was a bad fucking idea. He wanted to speed down and pull up to your house telling you he loved you but he had nothing. Should he bring flowers? Was there any flower shop open at this time? Would you even accept his flowers? Would you be happy and kiss him? Damn. How he missed your kisses in the morning after you woke up in his bed. The way you’d wake up and just be happy to be with him that you’d pepper kisses all over his face when he was supposedly sleeping. How he’d pretend to be asleep all that time just to receive them from you. His little secret.

Now Wooseok was smiling to himself. He came to one conclusion: He needed to get flowers.You were stuck in your house crying. You swore to yourself that you hated him. Hated Wooseok. Why did he always have to be a jerk. Why did you love him so fucking much. You wanted nothing to do with him anymore. You couldn’t just let him play with your heart like that. You’re more than that.. You threw a pillow at the wall. Why were you even guessing yourself over again? All fucking week you’ve been hovering over that goddamn block button and the moment when you press it, you regret it. Your whole world comes down because now you’ve realized how deep you’ve dug this goddamn hole. You had stayed home on and off this week not wanting to run into Wooseok through friends or just on your route to work. That man had a way of coming up into your life. He just loved popping up whenever it felt convenient for him and you hated that. How could he be so goddamn self centered? You threw another pillow. Then shamefully walked to pick the two pillows up because you actually needed to reuse your amo.

Was it really that bed that just knew you went back on every intention to not see him to wanting to see him? You laughed at yourself and threw a pillow over yourself. You really were in this deep. You proceeded to scream into the pillow loud enough to not disturb the neighbors. When did this even start?Oh, right.You were at a Christmas party in college with all of your friends. You all were absolutely wasted and the music was blaring so loud that sometimes you could only hear the bass as the beat of your heart. It was an amazing nigh so far. You were usually quite a quiet person, but when it came to special occasions like this you were wild. You were dancing on top of a table to a random 2000s song. The whole playlist was composed of them-- ‘cause most of it was lit music. You were jumping and busing random moves with random people cheering you on. At this point you were lost in the moment. Too lost to not notice one turn and you would fall, and you made that turn with someone catching you. You fell into Wooseok's arms and heat immediately reached your face. Your gazes automatically locked. You hadn’t really noticed him before, like really noticed him. Wooseok was just a guy in the group you hung out with. He was very easy to get along with and you hadn’t scraped any deeper than the surface. He put you to the ground immediately and you yelled a ‘woo’ to bring the moment back up.You closed your eyes smiling and when you opened them you were met by Wooseok hovering over you and looking at you with awe. Either that or it was just the liquor in both of your systems. You smiled at him and grabbed his hand. You led him further into the crowd. It was definitely the alcohol that made you do this. That was your thing, not a logical reason at the time. It wasn’t because you were dying to see that gaze for the whole night. You danced with him for the rest of the night. He didn’t try to leave, nor did you. You had heard a few things about Wooseok in the past, how he was such a seducer. You hadn’t believed that till now as your hips swayed and he spinned you. He was really good at this. He was so damn tall too. You tugged on his shirt for him to reach down to you. You smiled at him and tried to make yourself taller to whisper into his ear. You whispered in his ear, “I want to kiss you.” He smirked. When you looked at him he fucking smirked. He bent down more and his hand grazed your face. He smiled before he kissed you. You kissed him back and could’ve sworn that no one's lips were ever that soft. You pulled back after a few seconds. He stared at you intensely and you wanted to hide. You hugged him and stuffed your face into his chest. You could feel his chest vibrate as he laughed. His hand went to your head and caressed it. You smiled while he began to sway you two. You smiled and laughed looking up at him. You smiled back and you reached back up to give him a kiss this time. This kiss was filled with more passion than the last. It was something so sweet. Definitely a drive for what you were about to do, or maybe it was the alcohol. You tugged onto his shirt and he bent down to reach you. You whispered in his ear, “I want to go home, wanna join?” Wooseok looked at you for a moment. He stared as if he was asking you if you were sure about this. Fuck that. You dragged him out of the part grabbing your and his jacket on the way out. You giggled once you were outside the building. You handed him his jacket and kissed him on the lips. You giggled as you pulled away and he laughed back. “We can go in my car. I’m still a bit sober.” Wooseok said. You blinked your eyes. He started to walk to his car. You followed behind. Sober was he? But he does this usually right? He’s a flirt to those who talk of him. You felt a bit stupid. Once you got into the car his hand went straight to your thigh. A sly smirk formed on your lip and you had the urge to lean over and kiss him. You did so receiving a squeeze to your thigh and his hand slid further up. You bit your lip and looked over to him. He had a slight smirk on his face as he turned the corner. All you could think about was how large his hands were on your thighs and how much space they could possibly fill up inside of you. You sunk deeper into the chair, your body was relaxing more. Wooseok noticed the change in your posture and moved his hands further up, going beneath your skirt. He played with the fabric making your ability to breathe a bit harder. You bit your lip as he went under the fabric of your panties and played with your folds.A small guilt crept up that you weren’t doing much for him at all. You looked towards him again. “Wooseok?” He hummed back as a response. His attention was still focused on the road. He had squeezed your thigh while giving you a side glance, but you had stayed quiet. “Is there something wrong?” Wooseok said with a little concern. You sucked in a breath. “Is there anything that I could do for you?” You watched Wooseok with anticipation as he cracked a smile. Alcohol often made you vulnerable and by the looks of it he noticed. Your lips slightly curved down. “Are you making fun of me..?” Wooseok let out a little laugh, not really making matters any better. “No, I'm not a sweetheart. You just sounded so cute there.” He smiled and it was warm and happy. “Don’t worry about me either because tonight it’s about me treating you well. Don’t think I forgot about what Changgu did. You deserve to be loved and treated like a princess.” You blushed, he was actually quite a charmer. Although, the statement about Changgu had left a bittersweet taste in your mouth. That whole ordeal was another story for another time and you were still quite sour about it. Wooseok's hand rested on your thigh now. He slowly rubbed it, trying his best to make you feel better. Wooseok was now looking back at you frequently, having half of his attention on you. The rest of the car ride was silent after that. Wooseok stopped making moves in order to not step over the bounds again, and you couldn't seem to find a good icebreaker. The alcohol slowly makes you a bit sleepy. You quickly shook it off and looked back at Wooseok. Part of you knew that if you fell asleep now you wouldn’t get laid and those hands. You hand found its place on top of his. You grabbed his hand and led it back to your inner thigh. Wooseok took a sigh. It wasn’t loud at all. If you hadn’t been so on edge due to your raging emotions you might have heard it. He usually wasn’t one to get too caught up in these type of things but suddenly when you had fallen in his arms tonight and him knowing why you had drank so much he couldn’t help but feel his heart soften. His fingers traced circles onto your skin. They slowly creeped up to your panties and rubbed on them. “Take these off..” Wooseok demanded. His voice wasn’t harsh, but it was definitely an octave lower than what it usually was. You hummed in response, picking your body up to take them off. You let them fall to the floor as Wooseok parked the car. You looked at him with a confused look. “Why would you ask me to take them off if we were already this close?” He turned to you and smirked. “Maybe because I didn't want you to walk in my house with them?” He looked at you with a serious look before he dropped it then started laughing. You didn’t really get where the punchline was, but his laugh was just so inviting for you to join him. He led you into the apartment complex to his own apartment. You followed closely behind him holding his hand. Once both of your feet were past the threshold he locked his lips onto yours and closed the door behind you. He hiked you onto the door, your legs wrapped around his waist like you had done this before with him. He held you in his arms and carried you to his room. Wooseok was much larger than you and made sure to be gentle with you. Compared to him you were so tiny and he didn’t want to hurt you. He really was serious about treating you tonight. His kisses went from your lips to your jaw to your neck. He slowly sucked on random places while his hands were working to get your dress off of you. You whined when he pulled away to remove the dress over your head. Once your dress was off he had stopped to stare like he was in a trance. Even though that moment felt like it could go on forever he snapped out of it now focusing on getting his own clothes off of himself. He was quick with it too. Wooseok didn’t dress up too much, his style was fashionable but simple. Once he had the last piece of clothing off he crawled towards you on the bed and kissed you again. Now he let his hands roam wherever they wanted– to your boobs, waist, thighs, and the place you needed it the most. He pressed a digit onto your hole before dragging it and pressing it onto your clit. Wooseok smirked when he heard another whine come to your lips. He pressed down one again and circled your clit while he made his mouth busy by kissing your tummy. You let out another whine when Wooseok stopped his movements. It wasn’t too long before he had inserted his finger into your hole. You let out a shaky moan as he added another lengthy finger. He pumped them slowly into you while making small scissor movements. Your eyes were closed, focused on the feeling of his fingers as his pace. You could feel your orgasm getting closer and your body squirmed with anticipation. You were so close then– Wooseok pulled his fingers away from you. Your eyes shot wide open and you glared at him. One of his eyebrows shot up in amusement. “I was debating on treating you tonight, but I honestly don’t have enough patience for that.” Wooseok moved from his position on the bed to move closer to you. He kissed you again. The kiss started off sweet and slow as maybe an apology, but he got impatient again and the kiss turned heated. He moved his body to hover above yours. He kissed your neck and lined himself to your entrance before entering you. You watched Wooseok as his eyebrows creased in the middle and his mouth hung open. It’s when he started to move that you got caught up in your own pleasure. You let your hands roam all over his body, first his arms then his shoulders then to his neck. Your arms wrapped themselves around his neck and pulled him closer towards you. Your lips enclosed into a fast sloppy kiss as Wooseok’s hips slammed into yours. You moaned loudly as he it your spot. Your head hit his pillow and you pushed your body into his. He took this as a chance to thrust harder into you as you heels him as close as you could, You kissed his neck sloppily to busy yourself. He whimpered every time you nipped at his neck. You marked him as he had probably marked you from before.You tapped Wooseok’s back as a signal that you were close. You picked up your leg as an attempt to help the orgasm as Wooseok quickened his pace a bit.“You can wait for me right sweetheart?” He looked down at you, and you nodded. Your grip on him grew tighter as he chased for his own orgasm. His thrusts got sloppier as you two got closer to your orgasms. Your thighs started shaking.

“I don’t think I can hold on any lo-” Wooseok thrusted one last time hitting your spot before he quickly pulled out and ejaculated on your stomach. He hovered over you looking down as he tried to catch his breath, and when he did, he leaned down and gave you a soft peck on your cheek.

“I'm going to get something to clean you up, okay?” Wooseok's voice was softer now. There was care laced into it and you couldn’t help but feel warm about it. He got off the bed and grabbed a pair of boxers to put on before he left your room. You giggled as he struggled to put one of his legs through the hole. He was back as fast as he was out. He held a towel that he had run hot water over with and cleaned you with it before setting it on the nightstand. “I should get you something to cover yourself with– hang on.” Wooseok moved somewhere across the room. It was too dark for your worn out body. He was too cute though. The way Wooseok was now alert and frantic about getting you the care that you need. He came back to the bed with a large white tee. You slipped into it easily and you scooted over for him. He had also put on a pair of sweatpants while you were busy admiring him. You cuddled into Wooseok’s embrace once he got under the covers with you. You stared at him even going as far as to squint your eyes. You smiled before saying, “You’re so hot woo~ Why didn’t I notice it before?” Your hand was in his hair.

He looked at you before humming. “Because of him..” That hit you like a truck. Of course. How could you always forget about Changgu so easily? You responded with a small ’oh’ before you snuggled back into his chest and slept. ~~~~~ That’s how it all started. You end up in Wooseok’s bed, and the countless times it repeated after that. Surprisingly, you two had managed to keep it a secret from your friend group. They were very nosey when it came to everyone's love life, and considering your breakup they would push you with random guys whenever you guys went out. Wooseok always watched you closely. He gave you a stare that meant not to bother with those guys you were being pushed towards and for some reason you listened.

At some point that rule seemed to be lost because you had heard from those same friends that Wooseok had started sleeping around again. That caused some sort of possessiveness to rise up in you because you had snapped at them to be quiet about it. You still remember their reaction to it. They never talked about it– for a couple of days at least. You smiled a bit to yourself. You cried a bit more and you missed Wooseok. You especially missed his arms around you cradling you every time you cried.Then you had an idea– a bad one. What was the reason Wooseok had made the move in the first place? Changgu. How could you pay back a little bit? Changgu. You did feel a little guilty for trying to use him, but it’s not like he gave a shit about you. He made that one clear when he had broken up with you and confessed that he had felt nothing for two months. At the time that had broken you. Maybe that’s why you found yourself at that party- going crazy. Maybe that’s why you had ended up in Wooseok’s arms.

You dialed his number and he picked up on the first ring. “Hello?”

God his voice gave you goosebumps– and not the good kind. “Come over. Same passcode.” You hung up before he could reject you. Even somewhere you had hoped that he wouldn‘t come over. You were hoping that he would reject you, but he had noticed the way your voice sounded. He heard the hurt that was underneath the confidence, and so he showed up coming in. He let himself into your room and hugged you. No he didn’t love for you or care for you in that manner, but he did still care for your feelings.

You hugged him, sinking into his embrace. You somehow managed to cry more and tell Changgu everything that had been on your mind for the past four months. When Changgu heard about your hook-up with Wooseok something changed in him. He had changed his whole mood. His gaze turned darker and he was still holding you but a little tighter.

Changgu couldn’t take the fact that Wooseok would do something like that to you. He felt some Possessiveness creeping into him. Thank god he didn’t know about it when it went down because he might’ve beat Wooseok up. He held your chin and pulled it towards him. The look of hurt in your eyes was still as big as it was before. He leaned in to kiss you. That was it for you. You melted in the love filled kiss, or what was supposed to be.

The truth is that Changgu was filled with a sort of jealousy. That was something he made clear in the kiss. The physical touch that you had been craving was filled. The feeling of being with Changgu was so similar but so foreign. Have you really gotten used to Wooseok’s touch? Or was it that Changgu had once again lost his loving touch that was placed with the roughness of his burning jealousy. Maybe it was both. Your hands were so easy to travel to his hair pulling him more towards you. Your body already knew to straddle him. How soft his touch felt as he picked you up and carried you to your own bed. He gave you that same look that he used to always give you and you stripped while he did too. He leaned closer into you for another possessive kiss.

“You were always mine, and I’ll make you mine again.” Changgu kissed and nipped your neck to mark you. Part of you knew what was going on and the other part of you wanted to continue to live in that ignorant bliss. The bliss of his wants playing with your breasts as he kissed your neck. You buckle your hips to his. No one needed to know what was going on between the two of you.

“Needy, are we?” Changgu rubbed your side as he picked his head up to look you in the eyes. You nodded. Changgu chuckled and shook his head as he lined himself up and pushed in. God how you needed this sort of release, this sort of intimacy. You rolled your hips onto his. If one thing was for certain Changgu made sure to leave marks on your body. He was pounding into you like there was really no tomorrow. He let a hand snake up to your neck and press down on it. You let your eyes shut as you arched your back in ecstasy and came.

You heard Changgu chuckle again, “Oh, really? It took you that quick to cum?” Changgu caressed your side as he now chased for his own orgasm. “I guess… he wasn’t that good at pleasuring you then.” You whined into response to his words. You weren’t really sure of what it meant yourself. Was it because you hadn’t gotten a good orgasm from Changgu for so long, or you miss the orgasms that Wooseok gave you? Changgu took it the first way which pulled him to his own climax. Have you treated you softly, finally coming down from his height of jealousy, you felt guilty.

One thing was for certain, you still missed Wooseok. Even when Changgu went to help dress you and clean up any mess that you two made, it still felt distant. You missed the personal-ness that you had with Wooseok. He always made you laugh and feel good in anyway that it was. Sleeping with Changgu didn’t fix it. It didn’t fill that Wooseok-sized hole that was in your heart.

By the time morning arrived Changgu was gone. You sulked back underneath the covers. It’s okay no one will know about it.. Like how no one knew what you had going on about Wooseok. You convinced yourself to get off of your bed. Slowly… step by step.

Your phone rang and you picked it up right away. It was your friend screaming over the phone. “YOU SLEPT WITH YEO CHANGGU? ARE YOU OKAY?! YOU NEVER DO THAT KIND OF SHIT” You could’ve sworn that your heartbeat was speeding up with every word that this woman spoke.

“FIRST OF ALL SHH! SECOND OF ALL, why don’t you let me explain to you before you go arounds screaming at me?”

“Yes.. Yes.. Now tell me what the hell is going on with you!” You explained to her the feelings of loneliness of not being close to anyone. It was Wooseok who you were desperately missing his touch that you wanted, you knew that deep inside of you but you couldn’t say that. That would cause a disaster. You really blamed it on the break-up like you did every time you and Wooseok fought and your friends caught you spending all day in your room.The only thing that wasn’t clicking to you about this whole situation was how the fuck she found out about this. You for sure hadn’t told anyone.

A spark of anger lit inside of you when you realized that Changgu probably told everyone. All the words that he was saying in bed clicked. Personally, he was infuriated by the fact that Wooseok had taken advantage of you in that state and then fucked you over at the same time, maybe worse than he did. You only hoped that Wooseok hadn’t heard of it yet. Wooseok had heard about it much earlier than you had. He had woken up to a headache, probably the hangover, and to his phone blowing up. His heart started racing, it was a good racing like the type that you get when you’re excited for something. He hoped that you had finally unblocked him and texted him. Then when he saw it was from a group message he had rolled his eyes. Although Still curious, he had opened it to check what it was about. The subject, yours and Changgu's intimate exchange, was something that he couldn’t take.

Then his heart started pounding, the kind that beats at your chest so hard that it hurt. Now he knew. He knew deep down inside that he couldn’t wait a second longer to go and visit you. He knew that he just couldn’t stand by anymore and let the time pass by. He knew that he had to clear things up between him and you for him to somehow be okay and live with himself. He didn’t even take the time to get too dressed up, just the small things that you would say about his clothes he made sure to pay attention to and apply it to his outfit. He stopped at a CVS too to get flowers. Girls always love flowers right? They’re always nice to receive right?

By the time he reached your house he couldn’t control his tears of fear of losing you. His knocking was more like banging., which made you scared in the beginning. You were crying too in fear that now Wooseok wouldn’t want you and that he had seen you differently. Barely holding back your tears you went to meet Wooseok at the door. You opened the door slowly and peeked your head out to meet a crying Wooseok. It broke your heart to see him like that. You opened the door widely and just hugged him, repeating your apologies to him. Wooseok dropped the flowers to hug you back and cry with you. He caressed you back as you cries and repeated it's okay and apologized too. It went on like that for a while, just the two of you in each other’s arms crying. Wooseok leaned his head against yours looking deep into your eyes while sniffling. “I was so scared I was going to lose you.” He cried a bit again.

“Me too. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” You sniffled again, kind of laughing now. Wooseok reached your face to brush off some of the tears that still remained.

He kissed your tear stains before saying, “Promise me that you'll unblock me and become my love.” He held out his pinky.

You laughed, how could he still be this cute and sincere. You connected your pinky with his and closed your eyes with a smile. “I promise.”

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blizzardfluffykpop · 2 years

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hi there 😁

may I have a request for jung wooseok's fluffy and heart fluttering imagine where reader is his best friend's little sister and reader has tried to confess to him over and over again, but wooseok kept rejecting them as he thought reader is like a little sister to him, but one day, he realized he loves them too and is jealous when another guys is around them?

thank you 💘 really love your basement fic ❤️

Hello!! :)

You don't know how happy this request made me! It's one of my favorite aus to read! [I don't have siblings tho-- asdfghjkl] So, this was super fun to write! I wanted to make the title a little misleading, so you don't know exactly what you're getting into. But it all works out! I love fluff so I made sure it ended sweetly :)

The whole do or not series holds a special place in my heart. Thank you for loving it :) I hope you enjoy this fic as well!

Here it is! Three Strikes, You're Out

#anon asks #anon requests #requests #asks

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kyswoo · 3 years

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Pentagon reaction

having a kid with them

pairing: yandere!pentagon x reader

genre: yandere au, fluff(?), some angst idk???

request: "can you do a yandere pentagon reaction to having a kid with their s/o?"

masterlist 🌸

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°•Jinho

the kid is like the physical representation of your love, so he will cherish them as much as he cherish you, the kid basically shows everyone that you are his

usually he treats your child really well and gives them everything they want, so they might become a little spoiled

but if the kid do something that annoys him he might yell and ground them

you have to tell him to not be so harsh on them since they're just a kid

since he doesn't want the kid to be afraid of him or something, he will give them something to make them happy

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°•Hui

you know he can get violent sometimes so you are afraid he might do something to your kid, so you are always around them

he gets jealous you give your child so much attention so he just ignores the kid whenever they come to him

your child might ask you something like "does dad hates me?", hearing it makes you feel so bad, so you try to make Hui pay more attention to them, he might give them some gifts from time to time but that's it

your kid ends up getting scared everytime you two argue because he can be really loud, so eventually they get afraid of bothering him and try to stay away from him

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°•Hongseok

he doesn't hates neither loves your child,

if they ask him something, like if they want to eat something or buy something he will gladly do it

but if they try to make a fuss he will just say something to scare them making your kid run to you crying

when you tell him to not say such things to your child he will just say he didn't said anything like that and tell you to control your kid better

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°•Shinwon

just like Jinho, he thinks the child is like a extension of you

so he will actually take good care of your kid, showering them with love

he would be like a very overproctive dad, not letting them out very often and controlling everything they do and every step they make

he will do everything he can to make them happy as well, because he knows you care about them a lot so if they are happy you will also be happy

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°•Yeo One

he will try to take good care of your kid, but he does get jealous whenever you give more attention to your child than him

he would get all pouty and you have to give him a lot of attention later

or else he would think it's all your kids fault and ignore or say something mean to them

besides that he would spoil your kid a lot so you think he is a good dad, but if you are not around he would just ignore them as well

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°•Yanan

he won't pay a lot of attention to your kid too, if he is in a good humor he might buy them a gift or something

but he doesn't likes seeing you give them so much attention and leaving him aside

so if the kid does anything that annoys him he would take it out on you

"if you didn't spoil them so much I wouldn't have to do this" your kid starts being afraid of him doing something to you, so they are always quiet when he is around

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°•Yuto

he is always taking care of your kid so you wouldn't give them too much attention and forget about him

so this way he can get more your attention than your child

if your child misbehave is all your fault because he treats them well, so you are the one that have to be punished

but he still tries to make you stay away from them as much as he can

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°•Kino

he actually likes the idea because it's one more excuse for you to stay with him

"I mean it's our kid, they need both their parents right?" he keeps saying this so you won't even think of leaving him

he is always close to your kid because that makes you stay close to him too

he tells your kid about how everything changed once he met you, so they might think it's a normal behavior to do what he does

(I wouldn't be surprised if your child became a yandere too)

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°•Wooseok

he doesn't really know how to take care of them so he usually just do what you ask him to do

he knows you would be upset if he didn't treat them well so he tries to spoil them as much as he can

if the kid throws a tantrum or something he will just ignore them and leave it for you

but whenever the kid needs something he will do everything he can to satisfy them

#I want to write more pentagon stuff #seventeen too #pentagon reaction #yandere pentagon #pentagon imagines #pentagon scenarios #pentagon au #lee huitaek #jo jinho #yang hongseok #ko shinwon #yeo changgu #yanan #kang hyunggu #jung wooseok #adachi yuto

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milkybonya · 2 years

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calligraphy

order 028, @14-hibiscus : large classic milk tea with grass jelly for pentagon's Wooseok

warnings: Hongseok, ur older brother, is really annoying here T.T (im sorry Hongseok, ily ♡)

summary: y/n falls even more for their brother's best friend after they both enrol in the same college elective

word count: 1k+!

[a/n]: LOOK AT HOW CUTE THE WOOSEOK PHOTO DJEJEJDHJENEJJWJ AHHHH im in love with humph Wooseok still... even 2 years later 😭

the sound of your brother's gaming seeps through the floorboards and up to your bedroom, where you, trying to study for your finals, have had enough. you push back in your chair and trudge downstairs, hands balled into fists after seeing the sight of your brother's back.

"Hongseok!" you shriek.

your brother doesn't even bat an eye, continuing to play his game.

"Hongseok, i'm studying for finals and can't focus, can't you just turn the volume down a bi-"

"see, Wooseok? this is what they're like around me all the time," Hongseok tells the person sitting next to him, whom you actually did not notice until just now.

"but still, Hongseok... i told you we could go to my place to game instead so your sibling won't get distracted..."

Wooseok... so kind with his words. that's why you like him. but you're always too shy to even meet his eyes, so being surprised by his presence makes you shrink against the doorframe.

"no! this is my house, too, so we can play here. we can do what we want!" Hongseok declares.

Hongseok, a menace to society and your older brother.

"okay, lets at least lower the volume and be quiet," Wooseok says, grabbing the remote from Hongseok's hands and lowering the sound right away.

he turns towards you and bows his head in apology with a smile so pretty that you almost faint.

"w-whatever," you stutter, trudging back upstairs.

you shut your bedroom door and lean against it, your heart racing. thank God you only see Wooseok when he comes over, otherwise you'd die from having a fluttering heart every 2 seconds.

you spoke too soon.

"y/n? is that you?!" a familiar voice calls out in the lecture hall.

you look around to see where its coming from and your eyes fall on a familiar face: Wooseok.

"Wooseok?!" you exclaim, standing up in shock.

"sit down, i'll join you," he says, walking over.

"you're in this class, too?" you quietly ask him.

he nods.

"you're also in it because it's an easy elective, right?" he asks you.

you nod this time.

both of you laugh, slightly.

"we should study for this class together from time to time, then!" Wooseok suggests, and you nod.

but you just know you'll be too scared to actually take him up on that offer.

once the class begins, your focus turns to the professor... except for a few times where you gaze at Wooseok on your right. his side profile is so pretty, you think to yourself as he looks down to take some notes. his hand leans over and he scribbles something in your notebook, too.

pay attention, y/n.

you immediately turn to the professor, feeling embarrassed that Wooseok caught you staring. he doesn't hate you, right? he doesn't think you're weird, right??

as you keep your eyes glued to either the professor or your notes, it's Wooseok's turn to stare. he glances at you every few seconds without you knowing. i'll memorize their face by the time this lecture is over, Wooseok thinks to himself. they're too beautiful to not look at.

"you have class with Wooseok?" Hongseok asks you in the kitchen.

"yeah... who told you that?" you ask back.

"Wooseok."

hearing his name makes you smile like an idiot while you stir the ramen you're making on the stove. you also wonder what else Wooseok has said about you...

"did i say something funny? why are you laughing?" Hongseok asks, putting down the glass of water he'd been drinking.

"no," you respond.

Hongseok shakes his head at you before leaving, and your phone suddenly vibrates on the counter.

Wooseok: hey, i'm coming over to play games with your bro. do u wanna study together for a bit?

you respond immediately with yes, but then you feel instant regret. being in class with him was already hard enough, as it left you a heart-racing, anxious mess. now you'll have to see him? in your own home?? to study???

then you realize, amidst your panic, that he'll be here any minute, so you leave your ramen on the stove and run upstairs to change. when you come back downstairs, you find your ramen is gone.

"Hongseok! did you touch my food?!" you yell, trudging around the house to find him.

when you open the door to his room, you walk straight into someone's chest.

"y/n, are you okay?"

your eyes meet with a concerned Wooseok's, who is holding your pot of ramen while pouting. it's empty.

"my... ramen," you mumble, pointing at the pot.

"oh, this was yours? Hongseok said i could eat it... Hongseok, what the hell?!" Wooseok turns around, yelling at your brother who's sat in his room, clicking away on this pc.

"what?! my sibling's food is mine. it doesn't matter," Hongseok says.

you huff and Wooseok laughs, patting your head. you shrink against his touch, feeling shy, but secretly enjoy the feeling of his large hand against your head.

"don't worry, i'll go make you some more."

you watch in the kitchen as Wooseok makes ramen for you, exactly the way you like it.

"i'm sorry about that, y/n. i thought Hongseok had cooked," Wooseok explains.

"that's okay! Hongseok usually cooks anyway, so it's not your fault," you mumble.

"did you want to eat this first and then study?" Wooseok asks.

you'd forgotten he was here to study!

you nod, yes, and Wooseok removes the pot of ramen from the stove.

"it's done!" he cheers. "i'll let you eat this in peace while i go bother your brother for a bit."

after placing your empty ramen pot in the sink, you trudge upstairs to your bedroom to fetch your notes. back in the living room, you sit next to Wooseok on the couch.

"how about the plan be that we work on the assigned work and if we have any questions, just ask each other?" Wooseok suggests.

you agree, and then moments of silence follow as you both immerse yourselves in the work. of course, Hongseok has to ruin things.

he bursts out of his room, complaining that it's too quiet. then, he starts blasting some music and you have to chase him around to get him to stop. meanwhile, Wooseok is laughing his head off.

y/n is the funniest, he scribbles somewhere in your notepad.

as the semester continues, you meet Wooseok before, during, or after class more often. in the library, you study across from him and steal glances, not realizing that he does the same with you. at cafés, you try new drinks every time and share each other's.

"hey... didn't we just kiss?" Wooseok asks you one time after trying your drink, covering his mouth with his hand.

you gently push him away, your heart fluttering and your mouth shaped into a smirk.

"what's that look on your face?!" Wooseok teases, laughing.

on one of these days in a café, you flip through your notepad in search of a key term you had written down, when you finally find Wooseok's message.

y/n is the funniest, it reads.

you quickly turn it around and let Wooseok read it, asking him where it came from.

"but how did you know i wrote it?" he asks, confused.

you point to his handwritten notes.

"the writing is the same!"

"how do you recognize my writing?"

you pause, not sure of how to respond.

"do you love me that much?" Wooseok asks, poking your cheek.

you laugh to stop yourself from screaming right there and then that yes! you love him!!

"i wrote that when Hongseok made me steal your ramen and then he blasted music in the house while we were studying. you chased him around and it was so funny, i died!" Wooseok says, chuckling at the faint memory.

"ahh you're right, i remember that!" you say.

"but y/n, you never told me how you recognized my handwriting."

truthfully, Wooseok left one of his notes at your house before and you kept it, tracing his lettering and smiling at the memory of him jotting those words down as you explained something to him that he didn't understand. because of that, you remember his writing very well.

"uh..."

"i'm only asking 'cause... i know what your writing looks like too. and if you have the same reason as me, then..."

"huh?" you ask, confused as Wooseok trails off.

"watching you study is super hypnotic, y/n. i can't stop... so i've memorized your writing and your face, now."

he carefully, shyly reaches out to boop your nose, hoping it will help relieve the awkward tension.

"i've realized now... it's because i like you, y/n. i can't imagine wanting to spend this much time studying with anyone else," Wooseok explains, smiling at you with those sparkly eyes of his.

you smile back and say, "Wooseok... i feel the same."

"really? truly?? sincerely???"

"yes, you big baby!" you say, reaching up to pat his fluffy hair. he scrunches up his nose at your touch, but doesn't move away.

"well then... is it okay if i... date you ?" Wooseok asks, holding one of your hands in between his.

"no! how dare you!" you joke, laughing.

Wooseok laughs along but pouts, and you clarify that it is definitely okay for you to both date. there's just the problem of telling Hongseok, but that's a problem for later <3

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