#my point of this set is: wooseok tall lighting pretty

[holdmekhh]

I Like You, Do You Like Me? -Pt.1 (Jealous!Seungyoun / Enemies to Lovers)

Artist/Person : Cho Seungyoun/WOODZ

 Group/Crew : UNIQ/X1

Genre : SMUT/ Semi-Angst/ Fluff

Words : 3.6K

Requested: “ hi can you please write a super jealous seungyoun smut w daddy kink 🥺 i love your writing sm 💕💕”- Anon

A/N; I’m soooo sorry this was posted so late, I was on the road... But enjoyyy!

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If looks could kill, Seungyoun would’ve been a goner. Her eyes were set ablaze at his grinning face. He stuck his tongue out, laughing obnoxiously when she stuck up her manicured middle finger. “Fuck off, Cho!” She hissed, her friends grabbing at her arms when she started to march towards the boy and his group of friends. “Is princess angry?” He mocked, a fake pout on his lips making her growl softly and fight against her friends’ hold. “Just let it go, he’s dumb.” One of her friends muttered, making the other one nod. “Let’s go get some lunch.” They nodded, glancing to each other and forcing her around as they led her away from the area. “Have fun, princess!” She heard him call to them, making her groan softly. 

“Why do you idiots do that shit? Just fucking ignore him.” Her friend, Kendall rolled her eyes. “You know why.” Her other friend, Erin, laughed as she wiggled her eyebrows. “They’re gonna end up fucking. We all know it’s gonna happen eventually.” The look of absolute irritation took over her face. “Shut up.” She rolled her eyes, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. “But, nevermind that topic, are you guys gonna help me with my art assignment?” She muttered, half focused on pushing the bobby pins back into her hair to keep it neat, but keep them well hidden. “Of course, we’re helping you. The only person I’d let paint my fat ass.” Erin laughed, head falling back.  The three were best friends, all having met in middle school and stuck out together up until now, their second year of college. There was Kendall, a dark chocolate goddess. She was tall, standing at 5 '11, and thin. 100% stereotypical model material but was a complete tomboy, top it off with a genius scientist brain. Then, there was Erin, a gorgeous Mongolian queen. She was average height and was curvy as hell, though she wouldn’t agree with that statement. And, last but definitely not least, there was Y/N. She was introverted and didn’t like many people, and usually looked at people in the light of an art piece. Which isn’t always the best, or healthy way, to look at others when she didn’t fancy them too well. 

“Yeah, stay like that.” She muttered softly, looking at her friends through her camera lense before snapping away. “Turn your right side in just a little more. Shoulder forward. Yes, just like that.” She whispered at the end, adjusting the camera before snapping away for more photos. “Why’re we taking pictures instead you painting?” Erin muttered, raising an eyebrow at Y/N just as she snapped another picture. “Because if I just painted you guys and had y’all standing there, then it would take too long of y’all standing. With pictures-” She moved around and got close, snapping a few more before stepping back to look at the shots on her camera. “I can search through them and find which one I like the best and want to paint. We’re done by the way.” She stated, making the two rush over and look at the pictures. “Ugh, I’m so fat.” “Shut up, Erin. You look good as hell. Like, yo-look at that ass!” Y/N laughed and Kendalls words, nodding along silently as she glanced to her blushing friend. “Alright, go get dressed you two. Y’all can stay here and chill, order food and watch me paint, if you want.” She sat at her desk, connecting her camera to her desktop and transferring the photos. She’d become a master at these motions, getting the pictures transferred and a couple of them printed onto large pieces of photo paper in no time. Standing, she moved to set the photo down on a part of her eisel, against the canvas. “We’re gonna head out. Skype sesh in a few hours, so we can see how far you’ve gotten.” She hummed out in confirmation, looking back as her friends left. Overly exaggerated waves and blown kisses were exchanged until they disappeared, leaving her all alone in her studio.

It’d been almost 7 hours since Kendall and Erin had left, and she still hadn’t gotten to the actual painting. Melanie Martinez was blasting in the room, here eyes focused intently on the canvas as she continued to sketch the body and attire of her friends. She’d decided to make it into a greek renaissance kind of style, draping the drawn figures in soft strokes of silks. She was so into her painting, she didn’t hear the knocking on her studio door until the song ended and left a pause before the next one started. Her head whipped around to stare at the intruder through the glass barrier, eyebrows furrowing. Moving over, she lifted the needle from the vinyl and halted the music. Standing to make her way over, she pulled open the door with a soft grunt. “What?” She deadpanned at male in front of her. Wooseok was his name, he hung out with the asshat Seungyoun, but for the most part never gave her issues. “H-Hey...um, I wanted to ask um- I was told by the professor that you would be a good art history tutor...and I need a tutor for this upcoming test.” He stuttered along his whole speech, cheeks getting redder and redder the longer she stared at him. She nodded softly, “Okay. My pay rate is 10 an hour, so if you’re cool with that, I’m down to help.” Her voice was still emotionless, stable and clear as she stared at him making his stomach do backflips. He nodded, hold tightening on his backpack strap. “Would it be a problem if we did our first session now? It’s okay if not! I don’t want to intrude...I know you don’t really have the best impression of my character.” He muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as it heated up. She merely looked at her watch and shrugged. “I planned on being here for a few more hours, so why not.” She opened the door wider and stepped to the side, allowing him in.  

The look of pure wonder took over his face as he looked around the room at all of her paintings. They were masterpieces. Pieces that could easily go for thousands. “You can pull out a chair from over there or you could sit on the couch.” She sat back down in front of her eisel, starting to sketch again. He watched for a few heartbeats, eyes intently watching how she held the pencil and stroked it lightly across the fabric of the canvas. “So, what level are you on? 101, 102?” Her voice made him jump back into reality, rushing to grab his material out his backpack. “U-Uh...101.” He stated, ear heating up in embarrassment, and nervousness. She was one of the top art students, he didn’t want her to look down on him because of his level in the subject, especially because he was a year above her. But, she simply nodded, asking him questions about the topic of the test. She stayed neutral throughout the whole session, explaining things that he needed extra understanding of. She even halted her drawing to give visual examples a couple of times. Then, she looked to her watch and stood from her seat and stretched. “Well, Wooseok, it’s almost midnight and I have to get back home.” She stated, watching the male nod and start to pack his things. Grabbing her bags of books and materials, she led him out of her studio, shutting off the lights and locking the door. “I’ll have the payment for you in cash tomorrow morning, promise.” He smiled after walking her to her car, making her nod as she got in. “Okay, see you around.” She started the vehicle and pulled out, going back to her apartment.

“Oh, look who’s here. Did you miss me, princess?” Seungyoun’s grinning face almost made her regret walking over, but the awaiting payment in Wooseoks hand made it worth it. “As if. I just came to get my money, then I’ll be out of here.” She deadpanned, walking to Wooseok as he slipped it to her with flaming cheeks. “My studio, tomorrow at 6.” She stated, making the blushing boy nod, before turning and walking away to her other class. “And what the fuck was that?!” Seungyoun stared confused as Hangyul started to poke at their friend for answers. “She started tutoring for my art history test…” “Since when?!” “Last night…” Seungyoun felt his face contort into one of disbelief. “Look, my professor suggested her to me and told me where to find her. She said she’d do it, and her pricing isn’t that bad. And, I’m pretty sure I’ll pass with her helping me.” And though Wooseok’s words made sense, Seungyoun couldn’t help the intense feeling of irritation as he clenched his jaw.

“So you do tutoring?” At the sound of the familiar voice breaking the silence that surrounded her, made her huff in annoyance and roll her eyes. “I’m doing work right now. So, kindly, fuck off.” She stated bitterly, keeping her eyes trained on the books and laptop that sat in front of her. But, her eyes squeezed shut as the chair across from her was pulled out and he plopped in it. “What do you want, Cho?” “For you to tutor me.” The laugh that slipped through her lips was genuine as her head fell forward. “Fuck off.” “I’m serious.” He deadpanned, making her raise an eyebrow as she looked at him with complete amusement. “Is this because I’m tutoring your friend?” The chuckle that left her as his ears turned pink was soft. “I’m only tutoring him for the cash. And because it’s easy shit that I know. We’re on the same intellectual level, you and I, surprisingly. You don’t need my help, and even if you did, I wouldn’t help you.” She spoke so softly, he almost didn’t process her words because the tone made his heart flutter. “Now, leave me alone. I have work to do.” 

As expected, the male never left from his spot across from her, but he did stay silent as she worked. She could feel his eyes on her most of the time, but he didn’t speak another word to her. At one point, he’d even started on his own tasks, headphones covering his ears completely as he worked diligently on his activity. When she looked up from her computer screen, her eyes red behind her glasses as they rested low on her nose. Stretching, her lips parted in a satisfied whimper as her muscles pulled and bones popped. Her eyes shut as she rolled her neck and cracked her fingers. She’d been sitting in the same position for hours, working sedulously and unmoving, so the tug and snap of her body was very welcomed. Both to her, and to the male across from her. The soft sounds that slipped from her lips didn’t go unnoticed by him, having stopped the track he’d been working on to add some more things. His heart fluttered and his stomach did backflips as the sounds flowed to him, making his breath catch in his throat. 

Days had gone by, Y/N and Wooseok becoming a bit closer through the process making it easier for her to tolerate him and his friends that sometimes came to pick up their friend. Today was the final tutoring session, ending the two weeks, and to say that Wooseok was nervous was an understatement. Y/N could tell, immediately trying to talk down his nervousness, even getting a few words of encouragement from Seungyoun who’d invaded their session. Y/N didn’t mind, as long as he didn’t interfere because this wasn’t just a hang out, she wouldn’t allow people who weren’t her best friends into her studio just to hang out. She was doing business in the situation, and also helping out an art-ignorant fellow student. “Look, think about it this way… As long as you get a 75, you’re not a complete failure.” She states simply, eyes still focused on her canvas as she slowly stroked her brush over the material. The piece was almost done, needing a few more finishing touches before she would put the finishing gloss on. It’d taken so long to get the piece done, as she had actual work for school to finish between painting sessions. But, the time was worth it to get the perfect result.

“Okay! Well, I have to get out of here. I have night shift tonight.” Wooseok muttered, standing and stretching before packing his things. “See you.” Y/N called over her shoulder, barely pulling her focus away from her art. After the door shut, it was silent for a long time. She’d even reached over and placed the needle of her record player onto the vinyl that rested on the inside, letting the soft jazzy instruments fill the space of her studio. The lights were dim, she had a couple candles lit, and she had incense burning in a small corner of the room where she kept a few gems. Soft hums left her lips as she swayed softly to the tunes, completely in her element. She thought she was alone, until she felt  breathing on her exposed shoulder making her freeze. Slowly turning her head, a loud gasp left her lips as she came face to face with Seungyoun. “What the hell, Cho?!” She squeaked, hand resting over her chest as her head fell back, giving the male an heart fluttering view. “What?” He muttered, smiling gently as he eyed her. “I thought you two left!” “Wooseok did, I wanted to stay back and watch you finish. It’s intriguing, seeing you in your element.” He stated, straightening himself to go look around at all of her works. She was still settling back after the scare he’d given her, merely watching him with shaky eyes. “You’re really talented.” “Thanks.” She muttered, feeling her insides twist as he studied each piece. “Can you explain these to me?” He asked gently, making her stand and walk over. She was nervous, stomach doing backflips as she approached his figure, because no one had ever asked her to explain her art work to them. “Which one?” She muttered, standing next to him as he pointed to a piece of two people morphing into one another. “That one...I did my freshman year, I think. I was going through a really hard time, figuring out who I was at the time and who I was becoming.” The soft hum of acknowledgement made her look to him as he pointed to another one. “That’s my sister...my favorite person. She was reading in the middle of the libary and looked so intrigued with the book she was reading, which peaked my interest and I had to capture the moment. I sketched it and later on resketched it on a canvas and painted it like a greek sculpture.” She chuckled at the end, making him smile as he pointed to another and another before finally turning to her and eyeing her. “And what about your outfit for today? What inspired this one?” The shock was evident in her features as her ears started to heat up. “M-My outfit?” He nodded, “I always notice your outfits are usually dark and very grunge-like. Today, though...seems super sexy and elegant…” She cleared her throat, looking down as her ears heated more. “I had a showing today…” “M’okay...tell me about your outfit. What fabrics? Tell me about the pieces you chose.” Suddenly she felt small under his gaze, clearing her throat again. “So...my top is actually a silk slip dress that I thrifted for like 3 bucks. My skirt is a silk, a vintage piece I got from my granny...and the shoes that I wore with it were a treat to myself, because they were almost 200. Oh! I also wore a cute pinstripe blazer over it, so I could cover all of my tattoos.” He nodded, smiling as he watched her, “You also left your hair out.” She subconciously ran a hand through her afro of curls, humming softly. “I like them…” He muttered, having moved closer to tower in front of her. She gasped softly as she looked up to him. The way he was looking down at her made her stomach twist and heart race; it was filled with such adoration. “Can I kiss you?” He whispered, making her nod without hesitation as he smiled gently.

His hand raised slowly, burying into her curls as he leaned down slowly to gently brush his lips against hers. Finally, pressing their lips together completely, he stood still as he waited for her react. The slight pressure of her pushing her lips closer to his made his heart swell and his other hand to move to cup her waist, pulling her to his body. Her lips were as soft as he imagined, like beautiful, full clouds. And her hair, so soft and bouncy as it curled around his palm. Pulling back slightly, he smiled against her lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that, princess.” The nickname, along with the kiss, made her head go fuzzy. “Princess…” He muttered softly, chuckling when she whined softly. “Stop calling me that…” “Why?” He smiled as she pushed face into his chest. “It makes me tingly…” She muffled out. “Now it does....after all this time.” “Always has.” At that, his chest tightened and his stomach knotted, body stilling as it heated up. “Really?” He squeaked, making her nod as she chuckled into his shirt. “Why were you always so mean about it then?” “Because it made me tingly…” The loud laugh that ripped through him shook her, making her whine.

The days after that were mutually less aggrivation filled, and she’d almost thought that he liked her until she saw him flirting with another girl at a frat party the weekend after. She knew that shouldn’t be so hurt, because they just kissed and everyone just kisses, but she was. Add that to her being high as hell, and petty as hell, it was a big uh-oh moment. Walking up to Wooseok, she grabbed his hand and pulled him with her to the dancefloor. “Woah...you okay?” He asked making her nod, though a soft pout played on her lips. “Is it because of Seungyoun-ie?” He leaned in to mutter in her ear, unknowingly giving her the advantage of seeing over his shoulder slightly. She made eye contact with Seungyoun, a sly smirk finding purchase on her face as she silently nodded to Wooseok’s question. Pulling away to look her in the face, he kept his face close enough for her to hear him. “She’s been flirting with him all night, but I don’t think he’s really interested.”He stated just as they heard a throat clearing, pulling away to turn to the interrupter. And there, in all of his fuming glory stood Seungyoun. “Y/N, can I talk to you for a second?” She shrugged stubbornly, rolling her eyes as he gently grabbed her hand and led her to one of the bathrooms. Shutting and locking the door, he turned to lean against the door. She sat on closed toilet, his low gaze on her form as she looked to him with reddened sclera. “What was that about, princess?” His voice was stable, calm and relaxed. “I don’t know, ask your little girlfriend.” She snipped back with an icy tone, eyes rolling when he chuckled softly. “You saw that, huh?” He pushed off the door, and crouched in front of her. “Is that why you acted out with Wooseok, princess?” She scoffed, rolling her eyes again making him clench his jaw. When she turned her head, he caught her chin between his fingers gently to turn her back to look at him with a couple of soft ‘tsk’s. “Listen, princess, she was nobody. She came up to talk to me, but I wasn’t interested. Wanna know why?” He made her stand up by slowly pulling her to him by her chin. “Because you’re the only one I want.” He whispered, leaning down to peck her lips. “I’m only interested in fucking, kissing, and loving my princess. M’okay?” He muttered, kissing down the column of her neck to latch onto her throat as she whined. His hands cupped her butt, rubbing it gently before gripping it and lifting her up. “You’re so light, baby.” He chuckled, nipping at the skin of her neck softly, smiling when she whined. “So cute…” He cooed, sucking at the skin with a grin. 

Setting her on the sink, he pulled her head back by her hair. “So pretty.” He hummed, staring down at her before running his nose over her jaw. “I bet you taste as sweet as you look.” The growl in his voice set waves of arousal to her core, causing her to whine as she clenched around nothing. “Daddy…” She cried as he tugged on her hair a little, making him freeze. “What’d you call me?” He muttered, feeling his adrenaline spike and heart speed up. “D-Daddy…” She muttered, face flushed and eyes blown as she stared at him wide eyed. His head fell back, eyes squeezing shut, as he growled lowly. “You’re gonna make me ruin you,  princess.” He stated, voice having dropped a couple of octaves in a raspy groan. “Let’s go back to mine?”

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[ppaltagon]

Part two of the haunted house request:

I split this into two parts cause it got a little longer than expected! 

[Hyung line]

Maknae line:

Changgu:

while entering the house you assure him that you’re not scared and that no, he doesn’t need to hold you hand or comfort you in any other way

however as soon as you set foot into the eery atmosphere inside the haunted house, you change your mind

but there’s no turning back now as it seems

and you can’t exactly admit that you are in fact very scared, seconds after making sure Changgu understands you’re not

you put up a tough front and try to keep up with him

but walking fast isn’t easy when you feel the need to check every corner and every creak in every single room for a monster that could attack you at any given time

“You sure you’re okay?” he asks when you’re a few steps behind and you yell back at him

“I’m FINE!”

“Sure...” you hear him mutter under his breath, but he keeps walking and you follow him, almost tripping over your own feet

you really don’t feel at home here, and the weird statues along the walls of the room you’re currently in staring you down don’t exactly help your case

you walk around on tiptoes until one of them abruptly moves closer to you and growls into your face

you scream and look around, wanting to run to Changgu to hide behind his back, but he’s nowhere to be seen

so you just stand there, frozen up, until you see his head peaking into the room, as he had already walked on to the next one

“I thought you weren’t scared?” he dared to tease you

“Shut up!” you just yell back, but hold out your hand for him to come pick you up

he chuckles at your behaviour and approaches you, grabbing both your hands

“I’ll get us out here safely together,” he promises, “Even though you’re totally not scared and don’t need my help at all.”

he winks at you in a way that makes you want to punch him, but keeps his promise and leads you outside carefully

Yanan:

maybe because most of the others were scared as hell, they somehow ended up voting for you and Yanan to go inside the new haunted house first

you’re a little nervous about it, but nothing more than that, and he seems to be rather calm as well (as opposed to when Hyunggu and Yuto forced him to ride the rollercoaster with them earlier)

so you line up and when you can finally go in, your eyes need some time to adjust to the sudden darkness

one after the other you take in the decorations trying to create a spooky atmosphere, but honestly the both of you are pretty much unfazed

as you walk through a dark hallway with only two candles along the walls creating some source of light, there suddenly comes a plastic skeleton dangling from the ceiling

you get startled by the sudden appearance, while Yanan walks up to it and shakes its hand, pointing out to you that it’s even missing two fingers

you go to the next room, where high pitched screams, probably mimicking those of bats, pierce your ears

and really - you find huge plastic bats mechanically flapping their wings high up on the walls of the room

both of you have to laugh at the cheap design and Yanan offers you candy

Where did he get that candy from....?

anyway, you accept, and with a sugar drop in your mouth, you walk into the next room

there’s old furniture and people are crawling around, getting close to the both of you and forcing you to stick together, while they show you their ugly painted faces

“Oh, scary...” Yanan remarks calmly and you move on

before exiting the less than exciting haunted house, you two make a plan to trick the others into thinking it’s super scary and cool, as a revenge for forcing Yanan onto the earlier rollercoaster ride

Yuto:

Petrified.

He would be absolutely petrified.

“Ah, we don’t really have to go in there, do we?”

“We don’t have to do this if Y/N is scared too, right?”

“...rIgHt?”

yeah no, he’s definitely going in there with you, even if the others have to forcefully shove him against his will

once you two are in the first room together, you can hear him take a few deep breaths next to you in an attempt to calm himself down

you can’t really see much of him though since it’s so dark

you tell him you should hurry up and just go to the next room - the faster you walk, the faster you will be out of here

you step on a loose plank and it gives off a loud creak, next to you you can hear Yuto silently cursing something that’s probably Japanese

the next second, a loud noise is heard overhead, before some creature flies over your heads, probably grazing Yuto due to his height

with a high pitched whimper he ducks and you can hear him say something again

“Okaa-san...”

“Do you want to hold my hand?” you offer and within the blink of an eye he’s holding not only your hand, but clasping your whole arm for mental support

you go on like this, pitying him a little

then again, it’s not like you’re not scared at all

after the next handful of jumpscares you two are basically just a nervous bundle, clinging to each other for help, knowing full well that neither of you is able to help the other anymore

when you finally get out of there, the others are shooting you weird looks, seeing you basically merged into one very very scared person

you let go of each other in embarrassment, blushing madly

only now you become aware of how close you had been to him the whole time and you can’t stop your heart from racing for some reason...

Hyunggu:

you can’t tell me he wouldn’t get at least a little startled here and there

but you also can’t tell me this qt pie wouldn’t try everything in his might to make sure you’re not scared

he would surely laugh if one of the other members got scared in front of him, but not with you

he does smile adoringly, but next thing you know, he’ll have his arm around your shoulders, talking to you to calm you down

“It’s fine, I will be here to protect you,” he’ll ensure as you proceed through the haunted house

you must admit you are a little more scared than you thought you would be

so you’re thankful for Hyunggu’s understanding

there’s this one room with lots of dolls along the walls, that all seem to be staring at you

...are they out to get you...?

you shake your head

“What is it?” he immediately asks, “Are you scared of dolls?”

you nod

“Then come here. They won’t do anything to you. I won’t allow it.”

he unzips his jacket and lets you hide inside, while he carefully walks you out of the room

the house is eerily silent, but that doesn’t exactly calm you down

just when you think you made it at the end of the last room, someone with blood smeared all over their body jumps out in front of you and gives off an ear-shattering scream

you instinctively hide your face in Hyunggu’s chest and he tumbles a few steps backwards with you

when the person is gone, he starts laughing in surprise

“What was that now?”

even though you now refuse to move, he convinces you to trust him and leads you outside, where you still can’t stop shaking

needless to say, you keep clinging to Hyunggu in one way or the other throughout the rest of the day

Wooseok:

I wonder, would he really care about all this?

he would probably try to scare the “ghosts” away by muttering some angry words in his deep-ass voice in an attempt to make you laugh and loosen up the atmosphere a bit

after all, you were forced into this against your will

nobody knew just how scared you’d be, even though you tried to explain that you cannot under any circumstances ever enter that haunted house

and now you’re standing in the middle of it, too scared to even damn your own existance or that of the others, hoping someone - really anyone - would save you from this

when you don’t react to Wooseok calling your name, he waves his hand before your eyes, startling you to death

you scream, but apologize when you realize what’s going on

“Do you wanna ride on my back?”

you think you didn’t hear him right, so you ask him to repeat himself

“You know, like a piggy-back. But I’m tall so if you’re afraid of heights...”

you shake your head

honestly you currently prefer anything over this situation you are in right now

so you climb his back and wrap your arms around him tightly, your whole body still shaking, but he firmly holds you up by your legs so you won’t fall

“How about we just dash out and see how fast we can make it?”

you nod and he takes off running

you shut your eyes tightly, so you at least don’t have to see all the scary things surrounding you, and you try your best to stay calm and not yell right into Wooseok’s ear whenever you hear any unsettling noises

when you’re finally out of there, he lets you down and you collapse into his arms, completely exhausted

“Hey! I’m the one who ran out here with all his might, I should be tired, not you!” he jokingly says as he hugs you tight and gently pats your head with his hand

- Admin Salty

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[staytheb]

The Night’s Not Over Yet

Pairing: PTG’s Wooseok x OC [Melanie] || PTG’s Yeo One x OC [Serena] Genre: slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 5,137 Summary: Wooseok likes Melanie and Changgu likes Serena, yet will they be able to convince the girls that the time they’re spending together is a date and to get an actual confession out of them, too? part two {More Time}

Warning: none... just a few swear words and very minor violence and empty threats (lol) not proofread and i wrote different two years ago than i do now... so yeah.

so i was going through the tags and realized there weren’t that many Pentagon stories and so i thought that i would share the ones i’ve written in the past on another site and put it here on tumblr as well. each part has a part two, but i don’t think it’s necessary for you to read them, but for it to make sense better than you should. other than that happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

"Did I really have to come when you could have just dropped the baby off yourself?" Serena scoffed as her sister grinned widely while Melanie was the one driving. "Of course. It's a win-win situation for everybody, Serena." "Yeah right, Melanie. Maybe for you and the baby." Serena grumbled just as she saw the sign of the amusement park up ahead. "You'll be fine." Melanie dismissed her sister with a wave of her hand. "It's not like you'll be the third wheel or anything." "Of course I'll be a third wheel because I didn't want to come in the first place." "Stop." "Auntie." Lia calls from the backseat.

"Yes, Lia?" Both of them answer as Lia giggles while turning away from them to look outside the window. "Pretty. Pretty. Pretty." She points at the scenery as the sisters agreed with a laugh. "Yes, Lia, it's pretty." Melanie answered as she turned into the amusement park's parking lot. "You wanna play games, Lia?" "Yeah!" Their niece turned towards Serena with a bright look as she clapped her hands together. "Play games. Play games." "Soon, Lia. Soon." Melanie told them as she put the car into park and turned off the engine. "Can meet daddy, too." "Daddy!" She repeated with happiness as she waited.

The duo got out of the car with Serena helping her niece out while Melanie gathered Lia's things. "I don't know why they wanted to meet here, but I figured it must be because of her kids." "I hope we don't have to hang out with them. I mean, I'll play with Lia, but her other kids, no thanks." "You're telling me." Melanie said as the trio made their way to the front of the amusement park where they were supposed to meet their brother and his problematic on and off again girlfriend and her kids. Serena faced her niece. "Ready to meet daddy?" "Yeah!" Lia cheered as her eyes took in the scene around her. "Pretty." "Yeah, super pretty."

Serena realized something and looked over at Melanie. "Shouldn't you be holding her and I hold her stuff?" "You're the one that did that yourself." Melanie shrugged as Serena motioned with her head. "Let's switched before she gets attached." Lia transferred to Melanie's arms while Serena took the Poppy backpack and wore it comfortably after placing the strap of her messenger bag across her body. "You just wanted an excuse to wear her backpack." "That too." "Poppy." Lia reached a hand out towards the purple backpack. "Auntie wear it for now." Serena told her. "Auntie give it back to you later. Okay?" "Okay."

The trio were greeted by their brother, Kang, a moment later. "Yo, over here." He waved them over as Lia leaned towards her father and he took her into his arms. "Hi, princess." He greeted as she giggled once her dad's face nuzzled against her. "Were you a good girl for auntie?" Lia continued to giggle. "Thanks." Kang thanked his sisters. "Her mom wanted to come here for the youngest son's birthday." "Boo." Serena let out as she rolled her eyes. "And what, you're gonna pay for everything?" "No. She said she was taking care of all that." "Yeah right." Melanie disagreed. "Watch. She's going to make you pay for everything." "No I'm not." "Sure."

"Are you guys going to stay or leave?" Kang asked a second later. Serena shrugged and pointed at Melanie. "She drove so ask her." "I mean we can hang out for a bit." "Ugh." Serena eyed her sister as Melanie grinned. "Play with Lia." "Oh yeah, go ahead and play with her." Kang said as he set his daughter onto the ground. "Go play with auntie, princess." Lia smiled up at Serena and walked towards her. "No. Go play with auntie Nini." Lia looked towards Melanie who then pointed at Serena. "No. Auntie Rina wants to play with you instead." Lia walked closer to Serena who backed up with a smile.

"Auntie." Lia walked towards Serena thinking it was a game of chase as Serena continued to play with her. "Auntie gonna go now." "No. Stay." Lia said as she chased after Serena who had turned around to run away, but ended up running into another person. She and the other person tumbled to the ground with both of their parties watching the event unfold in amusement. "You're so embarrassing." Serena heard her sister say as she tried to scramble to her feet while apologizing to the person. "I'm sorry." Serena realized she recognized him, but didn't mentioned it. "It's okay. I'm sorry, too." He smiled at her before smiling sweetly.

"Hey, I know you." "Um, no you don't. We've never met. Anyways, bye." She told him as she picked up her niece to divert the attention elsewhere. "Let's go play, Lia." "Yeah, yeah! Play! Play!" Lia cheered as Serena ran off with her inside the park. Melanie laughed at the whole ordeal when she felt Kang nudged her. "Hmm?" "You go play with them." He handed her several bills. "Get whatever you guys want or whatever Lia wants. I'll meet you guys later. I'm still gonna wait for Dina." "Alright, cool then. Let me know." Melanie said as she bid her brother goodbye and went to go find her sister and niece.

While she was casually walking Melanie felt something hit her head. She looked down and spotted a small hackey sack. She picked it up and looked for the culprit and saw a familiar face coming up to her. "Is this your ball, Wooseok?" "Hey there Melanie and um, yeah. Sorry about that." She tossed the ball at him which he caught effortlessly. "Were you trying to get my attention by using that or was your target elsewhere?" Melanie teased as Wooseok let out an awkward laugh. "No, it wasn't like that." "I'm teasing." Before either of them could say more Melanie felt a light tap against her thigh.

"C'mon." Lia urged Melanie as she took a hold of her aunt's hand and began to pull her away. "Well, I gotta go, Wooseok, but see you tomorrow at work." "Yeah, see ya." Melanie looked down at her niece. "Where's auntie Rina?" "Over there." Lia pointed with her other hand where Serena was now eating a large corn-dog. "Is your head okay?" "Yeah, how about your face?" "What about my face?" "I saw you smiling when you saw that guy. Cute, huh?" "Shut up. Where's Kang?" Serena asked upon not seeing her brother. "He's gonna wait for Dina." "Boo." "He gave me money. Let's go play." "Cool, Lia wants to play the Duck Pond." "I'm sure that's you."

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"So Serena, did you get a chance to see that cute guy again?" Melanie asked Serena as the trio were eating dinner after playing for two hours. "No and I'm glad this place is huge. Why do you even care?" Serena said eyeing her sister as Melanie shrugged with a hidden smile. "Just asking." "For some reason I feel like you know something that I don't." Melanie shrugged again although her expression still made Serena suspicious, but nevertheless disregarded the topic. "Anyways, what do you wanna do after this?" The sisters looked at their niece who was still eating her fries. "What do you wanna do, Lia?" Serena asked the little kid instead.

"Lia can't do anything else. Kang wants us to meet him at the entrance in a few minutes." Melanie informed her sister after she checked her phone. "Now he wants to meet us? She didn't show up, huh?" Serena said as Melanie rolled her eyes. "Well, if you read the group text message then yeah." "Such a waste." "Not really since you won this big ass Domo doll for Lia." "Domo." Lia cooed upon hearing the name and petting the large stuffed doll that was just a few inches bigger than her. "Yeah, after she got used to it and stopped calling him scary." "That was funny."

"Anyways," Melanie began piling the other trash together, "I'll take her since Kang said not to bring the backpack or the doll since the mom's going to take it and not give it back or something like that." "What else is new?" "I know right." Melanie faced Lia. "Are you done eating?" "Yeah." Lia answered as she was now playing with her food. "Okay. Let's go potty and then go see daddy, okay." "Okay!" Lia let out happily as she climbed off the bench. "Bye, Lia." Serena bid her goodbye as Lia went to hug her. "Bye auntie." "See ya in a bit." Melanie informed as Serena gave her the O.K. sign as she stayed behind.

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After Melanie dropped her niece off with her brother and missed the chance of seeing Dina and was on her way back to meeting up with Serena when she literally bumped into her male co-worker once again. "Is this payback for me hitting you with the hackey sack earlier, Nini?" Wooseok teased as Melanie rubbed her face and stared up at him. "Um, no. I just didn't see you." "That I can hardly believed with how tall I am." "I wasn't looking so it could be possible for me to not see you, Wooseok." Melanie dismissed as she maneuvered around him to continue on her way, but the male blocked her.

"Aww, don't be like that. I was just teasing." "Haha. Not." Melanie crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Wooseok with boredom. "Is there something that you need?" "Not really, but I didn't know you had a daughter." "I don't." "Oh. Wow, that's just awkward." Melanie laughed at his assumption. "You thought I had a daughter? That's my niece. I can't believe you thought she was my daughter." "It's an honest mistake, Melanie." "But that's just so funny, Wookseok. Ahh, I can't wait to tell Serena about this." "You mean your sister?" "Yeah. How do you know her?" "Hongseok."

"Of course. Wait, is he here?" "Yeah, he's with the others." "Okay. Cool." Melanie smiled mischievously as she pulled out her phone to message something to Hongseok. "What are you doing?" "Just messaging Hongseok." "Do you like him?" "What?" Melanie asked once she finished messaging their other co-worker. "No, Wooseok. I don't like Hongseok. I told him to bother my sister. They're good friends." "Wait, isn't she the one that Changgu likes and bumped into earlier?" "Yeah, anyways, are the others with you or are you by yourself?" "I was just waiting for Hyunggu and Yuto. They wanted to win some toy or something."

"Okay, then. You can stay waiting for them. I'm going back to Serena." Melanie told him as she side-stepped around him, but Wooseok took a hold of her forearm. "Why don't you keep me company?" "Why?" "Because we never hang outside of work." "So, your point is?" "You always hang out with the others, but when I want to hang out with you, you're busy." "Because I am. Also, I'm lazy. You always ask to hang out on the days that we're busy and I just want to go home." Melanie reasoned as Wooseok pouted slightly. "Well, we're not at work now. So let's hang out." "Okay. What do you want to do?"

"Oh, I don't know." Wooseok laughed sheepishly as Melanie rolled her eyes playfully. "Wow." "Give me a second." "One second." "You know what I mean." "Alright, whatever." "Let's just ditched the two and it'll be just us two." "Like a date?" "Yeah." Wooseok's eyes widened upon what he said as he corrected himself clumsily. "Uh, wait, that's not what I meant. Like not as in a date. Just a hang out with just us two. You and me. Me and you. Just the two of us. Not as a date." Wooseok eyed the female who shot him an amused look. "Unless you want it to be a date." Melanie chuckled while shaking her head. "You're cute, you know that?"

"Is that a yes?" Wooseok asked unsure as Melanie shrugged with a smile still upon her face. "I dunno. Yuto and Hyunggu are coming back and I'm still here with my sister." "So, that's a no." Wooseok confirmed as Melanie shook her head with another laugh coming out causing Wooseok to be even more confused. "You're so difficult to read, Melanie." "I'm not meant to be easy, Wooseok." Wooseok eyed her as Melanie ran a hand through her hair with a small smile. "The night's not over yet. We'll see what happens." She told Wooseok who's face broke into a relieved grin. "Really?" "Yeah, now let's go find the other two to meet the rest."

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Serena was joined by another person that wasn't her sister as he took the few pieces of french fries from her hand and ate it instead. "Rude." Serena glared at the male, but softened her expression a second later as she pushed the rest of her food towards the male so he could finish it. "What are you doing here, Hongseok?" "I'm sure I'm the one that should be asking you that question, Serena." Hongseok answered as he finished the rest of her food with a wide smile. "I thought you had to take care of something and that's why you didn't want to come hang out tonight."

"I did have something to do, but..." Serena made a face while casting him a teasing look. "I didn't want to hang out with you and your girlfriend." Hongseok rolled his eyes. "Sora's not my girlfriend." "She sure acts like one whenever I'm around you." "Sora says it's because you're mean to her." "As if. I'm the most nicest person ever, Seok." "Only when you smile." Serena scowled as Hongseok laughed at her reaction. "Anyways, the others are here, too." "I don't know your group of friends, Hongseok, plus it's a bunch of guys and your girlfri-" "Stop." "The guys and Sora." She then eyed him. "How did you even know I was here?"

"Melanie told me and said you would be with the purple Poppy backpack." Hongseok answered while patting the backpack as Serena looked at him suspiciously. "How do you even know my sister?" "We work together." "No you don't." "Yeah we do." "No. You. Don't." "Yeah. I. Do." "She would've told me." "Maybe she doesn't know that you and I know each other, Rina." "Then why would she tell you to come bother me if she didn't think you and I know each other, Hongseok." "Oh, right." "Wow and you said you had a great sense." "I do. It's just been off tonight." "Probably because of your g-" "Don't." "Fine."

Serena rolled her eyes playfully. "It's probably because Sora's been dragging you around to ride the Tunnel of Love or the Ferris Wheel ride, but you've been avoiding it by doing something else instead." "Yeah, basically." "You really need to tell her that you don't like her. She's just gonna be more obsessed with you." "I have, but it doesn't get through to her. Maybe you could help me out, Serena." "Yeah, no thanks, Hongseok. The last time I tried helping out a home boy I almost got stabbed by a fork." "But could it be any worse by almost drowning in the Tunnel of Love or almost falling a hundred feet from the top of the Ferris Wheel?"

"Really, Seok? You're actually trying to persuade me with those possible outcomes?" "Yeah, Rina, of course. I'll even throw in a few ab flashes at your own pleasure." Serena backhanded his shoulder as Hongseok laughed. "What? Don't act like you don't like it." "I don't." "Are you blushing?" He teased while poking her arm as she tried smacking his finger away, but he continued to keep on poking her. "I swear, Hongseok, you're so annoying." "I may be annoying, but I'm pretty sure you wouldn't act like this if the offer was coming from another person." He stated with a smirk as Serena narrowed her eyes at him. "What do you mean by that?"

Hongseok shrugged his shoulders with a mischievous look and before Serena could get an answer out of him she felt a sting across her left cheek coming out of nowhere. Just as Serena touched her burning cheek she heard Hongseok's voice turned angry while standing up. "Sora! What are you doing? How could you just hit Serena like that?" "How could I? How could you leave me just to hang out with this bitch?" Sora cried as she pointed at Serena. "You and I were on a date, Hongseok. I can't believe you would do something like this to me." Sora glared at Serena who then just glared right back at her after the stinging subsided.

"Bitch, he don't even like you. He never did and won't ever. You guys aren't even on a date. You're all here with a group of his friends who don't even like you, too." Serena lashed out due to being fed up with Sora's behavior that was built and held on to from over the years. "I don't know why you can't see it, Sora, but it's obvious that he doesn't like you like how you like him. So please do all of us a favor and just leave Hongseok alone for good and find someone else that will actually like you back." Hongseok stared at Serena in shock because he didn't think that she would actually say all that while Sora just fumed even more.

"Who do you think you are to tell me that I can or can't hang out with Hongseok, Serena?" Sora countered as she readied her hand to smack Serena again, but Serena stood up and caught her wrist. "A very good friend of his, that's who, Sora. Now, back the fuck off or you'll find yourself needing plastic surgery after I mess up that face of yours." Sora yanked her hand out of Serena's grip and directed the slap at Hongseok's face instead before storming off while sprouting incoherent words aimed at the duo and pushing pass two of Hongseok's friends that were supposed to keep Sora distracted.

"I guess being slapped isn't so bad compared to being almost stabbed by a fork." Hongseok said to lightened the mood as Serena glared at him. "Shut up, Seok, or I'll punch you where she smacked you, too." "Why don't you kiss it to make it better, Rina?" He continued his playfulness as Serena motioned to hit him as he backed away laughing. "I'm kidding. Sheesh, lighten up, Serena." Serena remembered the other two males and motioned for them to get their friend. "Hwitaek and Hyojung, please get your friend before he finds himself six feet under soon or you'll be joining him, too."

"Hey, leave us out of it." Hwitaek said as he and Hyojung came closer. "We told him about Sora just as much as you did, Serena." "Yeah." Hyojung agreed as he threw an arm around Hongseok's shoulder. "Besides, I don't mind writing an eulogy for him." Hongseok rolled his eyes. "You're supposed to be on my side guys." "That's a hard side to be on when Sora treated us like dirt and worship the ground you walked on." Hyojung countered with a grin as Hwitaek agreed with a loud laugh and threw an arm around Serena's shoulders. "Yeah. I'm so glad you finally took care of her, Serena." "No help from any of you."

"You know you still like us." Hongseok cooed as he playfully tapped on Serena's cheeks with his fingertips. "I'm deleting you off all of my social media accounts." Serena slapped his fingers away and rubbed her cheeks. "You're so weird, Hongseok." "Wow, that's harsh." "Serves you right, you butt-head." "It's okay. I can always ask Melanie for any updates about you." "Stalker." "You wouldn't say that about the guy that actually does it so he can get to know you better." Hongseok revealed as Serena stared at him. "You're joking, right?" "Maybe. Maybe not." Hongseok teased as he ruffled her hair and she smacked his hands away.

Serena faced the other two. "He's joking right? Do you guys know anything?" "I do know something." Hwitaek cooed. "But I'm not saying anything. Ow." Serena elbowed Hwitaek away from her and took a step towards Hyojung who ended up hiding behind Hongseok. "Hongseok can't protect you, Hyojung." "But he works out everyday, Rina. He should be able to." Hyojung reasoned as Serena frowned. "I don't care, Hyo. Come out now." Hongseok laughed as he intervened and pulled Serena into a headlock. "Stop picking on people, Serena. Hasn't anyone told you to play nice with the others?" "No."

Hongseok released her and she punched him. "You're seriously annoying." "I know, but why not ask Melanie about all of this, Rina. She'll have fun giving you answers." "I seriously hate you." "Hate who?" Someone asked as the duo turned to Melanie along with the rest of Hongseok's group of friends. "You." Serena deadpanned as her eyes caught familiar ones and she diverted her attention elsewhere when he waved at her. "Well, Nini, you can hang out here. I'm gonna catch the bus home." "Not uh. We're still gonna play." "Ugh, why?" "Because you have to say hi to your friends." "Um, technically, Melanie, they're all Hongseok's friends."

"That's not true, Serena." The shortest of the group said as he moved forward with arms opened wide for a hug. "You've known me the longest and even before I've met Hongseok." "Shut up, Jinho. Nobody was supposed to know that." Serena shushed him as she glared at him playfully. "You can kiss that pink sweater I was going to buy for you for Christmas goodbye." "Aww, Rina, don't do that. I bought your present already." "You're just making it worse." "I think someone needs a hug." Jinho teased as he moved forward, but Serena took a hold of the Domo plush and held it in front of her. "Don't you dare, Jin. You know how hard I can hit."

"Yeah, I remember." Jinho rubbed the back part of his head as the memory from the first time they had met crossed his mind. "Oh, is that the story where Serena threw the baseball at you Jinho before she fell out of the tree because she was pretending to be a cat?" Shinwon asked recalling the story as Serena went on the defense. "I was not pretending to be a cat, Shinwon. I had to climb the stupid tree because Jinho was afraid of heights and couldn't get his stupid baseball." "Really? Jinho told us otherwise." Yanan stated. "He said you wished you were a cat and fell out because you were distracted by the ball."

Serena narrowed her eyes at Jinho who smiled innocently at her. "Now that I think about it, I really don't remember the story at all." "Wait, I do." Melanie piped up as she tried to recall the story. "Serena mentioned this a few years back, but she said that she was hanging out in her favorite tree when some kid bothered her and kept throwing his baseball around her. She got so annoyed that when she went to grab it she ended up falling out of the tree and spraining her wrist." Melanie laughed. "Yet, she still threw the ball and it hit the kid in the back of the head and they later shared a hospital room."

"Can we not talk about how Jinho and I met?" Serena said as Hyunggu looked over at her with a wry smile. "You would think you'll be comfortable by now since we've been friends for three years." "We're not friends." Serena deadpanned as Hyunggu shot her a 'yeah right' face. "Anyways," Hongseok interjected, "Let's go play some games." He grinned as everyone else cheered while Serena elbowed him away and whispered for only him to hear. "I swear one of these days, or maybe tomorrow, but I'm seriously gonna spike your protein shakes." "I can't wait for that day so I can take you down with me." "I hate you." "Love you, too."

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"Do you think they'll hate us?" Yuto asked the other seven males as they watched their friends slowly ride the Ferris Wheel in two separate compartments with Yuto holding on to the Domo plush doll that was now wearing the purple backpack. "I mean, Wooseok and Changgu are probably happy, but I don't know about how Melanie and Serena would feel about it." "Serena will be totally fine, Yuto, I think." Jinho laughed as he nudged Hongseok knowing. "It's obvious that she likes Changgu despite how discreetly she tries to hide it." "I know." Hongseok laughed in agreement. "But just prepared to make a run for it when she comes at us." "I know."

"But does Melanie even like Wooseok?" Yanan voiced unsure as he looked at the others. "I don't remember if she mentioned or shown interest in him." "Now that you mention it, Yanan, I don't know either." Hyojung added with a confused face. "Does she even like Wooseok?" "I figured she either liked Hyunggu or Yuto though, but never thought it would turn out to be Wooseok." Shinwon reasoned as he pointed at the two said males. "Melanie always talks about them." "What do you mean she talks about us?" Hyunggu asked with a curious face. "What does she say?" "That you're a mischievous brat." "I concur." Hyunggu chuckled.

"What did she say about me?" Yuto asked as Shinwon laughed gazing at the male. "That you need to smile more." "I do smile." "Oh, wait, never mind. That's Serena. She says you hardly smile." "She scares me." The other boys laughed at Yuto's words as Hongseok confirmed that Melanie did indeed like Wooseok after reading a love note she had written for him, but threw it away and he happened to see it. "Well," Hwitaek began as he glanced once more at the Ferris Wheels. "Let's go do something and not wait around here." "Yeah." The other seven chorused as the group of eight left the ride and went to do something else.

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"So, Wooseok, was this planned from the get-go or what?" Melanie asked Wooseok as the two sat across from one another in their compartment. "Yes and no." Wooseok admitted with a sheepish laugh. "No as I didn't think you'll be here, but yes when the others found out that I liked you and have been planning to get us together since then." Melanie chuckled. "How long have you liked me?" "Um, since the first day you first started working." He mumbled, but it was loud enough for her to hear. "Wow, that's cute." "What about you?" Wooseok asked a moment later. "Me? I can't say." Melanie chuckled softly. "But I realized it a while ago."

Wooseok let out a big breath as Melanie looked at him weirdly. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. I'm just relieved that you like me back or this would have turned out super awkward." "But I didn't actually say that I liked you though." Wooseok's eyes widened and he let out a cough embarrassed by the whole ordeal until he heard Melanie laughing. "I'm teasing, but I like you, too, Wooseok." "Okay, you need to stop doing that." Wooseok advised her. "You keep making my heart flutter in so many ways." Melanie laughed upon hearing that as she looked out the window. "You're really cute, Wooseok."

"Well, you're cuter, Melanie." Wooseok told her as she cast her attention back onto him. "I'm not cute." "Whatever you say, but now that we confessed that we like one another. Are we going to hang out more outside of work?" Melanie shrugged. "Depends." "On what?" "If I'm not feeling lazy." "C'mon, Nini. How are we supposed to build up our relationship if you keep making excuses to not hang out with me?" "If it happens, Wooseok, then it happens." Melanie smiled as Wooseok pouted. "Don't be such a baby." "I'm not being a baby." "The night's not over yet, Wooseok." He perked up upon hearing that. "You right. You right. I got time."

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The other compartment was quiet with Changgu observing Serena while her attention remained downcast at the floor as her eyes were closed. She didn't mean to ignore him, but the squeaking sound of the cart, the rocking motion of the ride moving, and being inside a small enclosed space made her feel anxious. So Serena tried not to think about it, but she suddenly tensed when the ride jerk a bit and her arms shot out to braced themselves against the metal walls on either side of her. Changgu eyebrows furrowed wondering what he should do to comfort the female.

"Hey." He softly called out to her as Serena's posture remained the same even though she did hear him. "I'm sorry you got dragged onto this ride with me." He apologized still using a soft tone while Serena shook her head slowly. "It's not your fault so you don't have to apologize." She mumbled and Changgu smiled upon receiving a response and held out his hands. "Let me see your hands." He ordered in a polite manner. Serena opened her eyes and spied his offered hands and tentatively placed hers into his. Changgu gave them a reassuring squeeze. "It's okay, Serena. I'm right here. When we get off I give you full reign to torture the guys."

Serena smiled with a scoff and Changgu chuckled upon catching it. "Alright, there's that pretty smile I like." He gave her hands another small squeeze before speaking again. "You think you can look at me now?" Serena gave herself a few seconds before lifting her head to meet his gaze. "There we go." He smiled gently at her while slowly swinging their held hands left and right. "Are you feeling better?" Serena nodded her head. "Yeah. Thanks, Changgu." She smiled at him, but caught the way his facial expression changed when she said his name. "I thought you said we don't know each other?" He mused as Serena straightened her posture.

"Technically we're just mutual friends." Serena reasoned as Changgu laughed. "True, but we can change that." "By asking my sister about my life updates." "So you found out, huh?" "I only pieced it together when you and I got shoved inside this thing." Changgu laughed once again and squeezed her hands for comfort. "Well now that you know, Serena, we can skip the formalities and go straight to the point." "What point, Changgu?" "You agreeing to go on a date with me." "And if I say no?" "That you're running away from your feelings. Melanie's words, not mine." Changgu clarified with a smile. "Besides, the night's not over yet. I still have time."

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#staytheb #pentagon scenarios #jung wooseok #yeo changgu #yeo one

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[Pentagon] The Best Gift

Member: Kino | Kang Hyunggu

Genre: Fluff

Words: 2.8k 

Author: Jessie

Notes: It’s kinda long, I know, but I hope you enjoy! I tried to keep it nice and light. ^^

It feels so good to finally be out of class for the day. It was your longest and hardest class of the week, but you barely paid it any attention. Tonight, you are meeting your friends for a movie night for your birthday, but like always, on your way home, you would stop by the dorms to check up on some of your best buddies.

It’s a long story about how you became friends with Pentagon, but it all started by going to school and hanging out with Wooseok after class. You never thought of him in THAT sort of way… he’s just always been a close friend. Almost like a brother. Then he introduced you to the other members and the rest is history, as they say.

Now, it is just part of your everyday ritual to pop in and check on them on your way past. They rarely ever needed anything from you, but occasionally they need a referee when things get hectic, or an “outsiders” opinion on something. Not that you were a true “outsider”, you knew just about everything there is to know about them, but just the fact that you didn’t live there too was enough for them to consider you one.

Their down isn’t far out of your way either. It’s almost a midway point between your school and home. Although, any of the above could be considered your home. You spend just as much time at school or their dorms as you do at home, if not more.

Today is no different. Or at least that’s what you thought.

Just as you were about to turn the corner to head down the last stretch of road to dorm A, you hear someone call your name. It takes a minute before you recognize the voice, but there is no mistaking it. Ahead of you, walking straight towards you, is Pentagon’s two tallest makanes.

“Right on time,” Wooseok says, hooking his arm around your shoulders, turning you around mid-step, not even bothering to slow his already swift pace. “We have a job for you.”

As he drags you away, your hands claw at his arm, searching for at least some air to breathe, looking to Yuto for help. He offers nothing but a shrug, mouthing a soft “sorry”. “Wookseok, what are you doing?!” you manage to spit, becoming irritated with your tall friend.

Once he finally looks down and realizes that he has you by the neck instead, he lets go, letting his large hand fall over your shoulder. “Sorry about that,” he chuckles a bit with his apology, leaving you to question whether he was truly sorry or not. But he continues, “We’ve gotta hurry.” He sounds rushed, but the look that he throws the other deep voiced rapper tells you that something is up.

You glance back and forth between the two. Stone faced Yuto, not giving you any clues. However, Wooseok struggles to fight back a smirk, and you know he’s up to something. He is terrible at keeping things from you, and you know exactly how to read his clues after all of these years.

“Seokie, what are you doing?” you question him, trying to poke at his side as you still struggle to keep up with his long strides. “Where are we going? I was coming to check on you guys.”

“I know,” he responds; side glancing at Yuto once again. “I- I mean, WE, have to run to the store to pick up something,” his words come out in a mess, not like the normally smooth talking rapper.

“Then why can't you get it and meet me there? Why do I have to come too?” You question him, becoming more and more irritated as he drags you along.

“Um…” Wooseok mumbles, his brow furrowing as he looks to his Japanese friend for assistance. Yuto, in response, merely shakes his head, casting a glance down towards you. Your giant captor continues,  “We just need your opinion on what to get.”

“Such as?” You grunt.  

“Oh, just come on,” and with that, he pulls you along a little faster. He says nothing more, but neither do you, resigned to your fate accompanying these two towers.

Roughly two blocks away from where they caught you, Wooseok steers you into a small bakery and you are hit by a wall of sweet smelling pastries. The pastel colored walls are lined with glass cases filled with beautiful cakes and towers of cookies. Your eyes don't know what to focus on first.

“We need to get cookies,” Yuto’s voice cuts through your amazement, “But we don't know what kind to get.” He leans closer to one of the cases, looking over the bright stacks of macarons.

“That’s why we need your help,” Wooseok adds. You feel the weight of his hand finally lift from your shoulder, only to come clapping down on the middle of your back, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to send you flying forward.

You manage to catch your balance before falling into the case in front of you, but you shoot Wooseok an evil glare before turning your attention to the sprawl of cakes before you. Everything looks so good, it's definitely going to be a challenge deciding on what to get.  

After several minutes of mulling over the selection, the three of you decide on an assortment of colorful macarons and some chocolate dipped butter cookies. The bakery staff member packages the cookies in three delightful pink boxes and stacks them in Wooseok’s arms, while Yuto pays for the haul with another worker.

You bid the bakery farewell as you hold the door for the two boys, much to Yuto’s displeasure, he was trying to get to the door first, and the three of you start your journey back to the Pentagon dorms.

Compared to the pace that the taller maknae set on the way to the bakery, the speed now was like a slow crawl. He was definitely taking his good old time walking back, taking nearly 20 minutes to walk just over 4 blocks. How he managed to stretch the walk out so long, was beyond you, but you were relieved when the first dorm came into view.

“Finally,” you sighed, quickening your pace to pull ahead of the other two. Yuto quickly tries to keep up with you, and you take that as a challenge. The final stretch to the dorms becomes an all out race, Yuto's long strides easily carrying him to victory. And to celebrate, he blocks the doorway, catching you in his arms and turning you to face back towards Wooseok, who was trailing far behind. “I think we should wait for the pack mule,” he whispers close to your ear, his voice so deep and almost nonexistent that you barely even heard it yourself.  

You couldn't help but laugh at his teasing of his youngest group mate, watching Wooseok as he carried these 3 pretty pink boxes filled with delicate cookies. Once he finally caught up to you, you pat Wooseok on the back, “Shall we?” You ask jokingly, ushering him through the door the Yuto held open.  

Wooseok just rolls his eyes at you before taking the lead, heading straight for the door leading to the shared dorm. As he steps up to the door, he shoots a quick look over your head to Yuto, who nods curtly in return.

“Can you get the door? My hands are… kind of full,” Wooseok asks, not looking directly at you, clearly trying to hide the smile playing on his lips.

“Sure, let me get that for you,” you respond sarcastically, mockingly grabbing the door like a gentleman opening the door for his lady. With a dramatic bow, you push the door open and motion into the open room, “After you, my dear.”

It's dark inside, all the lights off as if there is no one home, but you follow Wooseok in anyway, Yuto filing in behind you. “Where is everyone?” You ask as you pause to slip your shoes off, switching into an awaiting pair of slippers. “Are they at the other dorm?”

Neither Wooseok nor Yuto respond, they just continue to shuffle forward, after taking off their own shoes. You just follow behind Wooseok towards the kitchen, where he is assumingly taking the cookies, but as soon as you exit the foyer, all the lights turn on at once and…

“SURPRISE!!!” Comes a chorus of voices, each one distinct and beautiful as they break into the Happy Birthday song.

Shocked, you jump back into Yuto, heart beating against the inside of your chest. Your hand moves to grasp the front of your shirt as realization hits you. “Did you-?”

You push yourself away from Yuto and head back into the main living area for a better look, your cheeks catching fire as you see the balloons and birthday banners hanging from every wall. They planned a surprise party for you. Why didn't this cross your mind as you think back on how shady Wooseok was being earlier? Why didn't you think this was an option when you had to stop at the bakery for cookies??

“Guys…” you cover your cheeks with both hands and you finally step fully into the room and are swarmed by the 8 waiting members. “You didn't have to do this!”

“But it's your birthday!” Hongseok spoke first, coming in from your right side to drape his arm over your shoulders. “We wanted to do something special for you, since you're one of us.”

“Actually, it was Hyunggu’s idea,” Shinwon adds nonchalantly, poking his thumb out towards the smaller man next to him, who has taken to playfully hitting the speaker’s arm. “He planned everything.”

By the flushed look on Kino's face, this information must have been a secret between the guys. When you look at him and said thank you, Kino just about died of embarrassment as he quickly shook it off as nothing. You couldn't help but giggle at how adorable he looked before being pulled back into the huddle of other members.

“We made your favorite,” Jinho stated proudly, him and Hongseok both taking one of your hands and pulling you into the kitchen where the food was already made and set onto plates. Wooseok was already in the kitchen, finishing up his unloading of cookies onto a large platter.

Jinho motions for you to take the first plate, and you oblige. You take the plate closest to you and head back out to find a seat, taking a spot on the singular couch. There is a lot of commotion as each member returns to the living room with their plates and fills every open seat and a lot of the floor space. Wooseok is last, setting the platter of cookies down in the middle of the floor.

“We didn't get a cake for you,” he tells you as he flops himself down onto the floor, “But we let you pick out the cookies.” He smiles a bit, proud of his confession.

“That's ok,” you reply before taking another bite of food. After swallowing that delicious bite, you add, “I like cookies better anyway.”

“I know,” comes a soft voice, almost said under his breath. You are sure it was Hyunggu, who sits just on the other side of the couch, Shinwon the only person between you.  When you look over to confirm, he just looks down at his plate, a smile playing on his lips as he pushes some food around with his chopsticks. With a smile forming on your own face, you return to the food and listen in as the rest of the boys chatter about upcoming promotions.

Not long after, when everyone is done eating, Changgu and Yanan collect all the empty plates and take them back into the kitchen to be washed later. The cookies were almost all gone and some of the guys were setting up to play some games. As much as you wanted to stay and join them for the rest of this party, you still had previous plans with other friends.

“Thank you again. I'll catch you guys later, ok?” You yell back to them from the foyer, switching back into your shoes. After you hear them all yell back a cohesive “ok”, you pull the door open and set off down the hall towards the main entrance.

Barely halfway down the hall, you hear some footsteps running behind you.

“Wait up,” comes the voice just as you turn around to see Hyunggu jogging to catch up. “I'll walk with you,” he states, looking at the path in front of him nervously, as if he could trip at any moment, even though he was always amazingly graceful. His black hair falls into his eyes, shading parts of his face, but you could tell there was a soft blush to his cheeks.

“Thanks, but I'm sure I can make it to the theatre by myself,” you tell him, hoping that he would catch the lighter tone in your voice. He just continues to walk with you quietly until the both of you are outside.

He looks back over his shoulder, checking to see if anyone followed, but when the coast is clear, he shoves his hands in his pockets and speaks, “Actually, I wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh? Is everything alright?” You question him. Kino has always been friendly with you since you first met him, but he was never this shy.

“Yeah…” he trails off, looking at the lights above, night has fallen since you went into the dorms earlier. “I-... I'm sorry I didn't get you a gift,” he ends up saying after a few quiet steps.

“Ah, that's ok, Hyunggu. I don't need anything for my birthday.” Just the thought of him being sorry about that made you giggle. Why would he be so worried about that? “Did you really plan the party? That's enough of a gift for me,” you tell him, pushing his arm playfully like you would with Wooseok or Yuto, or any of the members for that matter.

He smiles and nods in return, “I did. I'm glad you liked it.” He stops and turns towards you,  finally raising his head to look you in the eye, making the eye contact that he so often would. Even softer than before, he continues, “But...there is something else that I want to do for your birthday.”

You turn to look back at him, his eyes sparkling as they stare back at you. “What else is there?”

He pulls his hands out of his pockets and takes your hands in his own. He says your name as a soft exhale of air before speaking, “I really like you. The way you brighten a room is beautiful. The way that you genuinely care about everyone awes me to no end. Each day I fall for you more.” He pauses, taking a deep breath. You can feels his hands shaking slightly as they grip onto yours a bit tighter before continuing, “And now, on your birthday, I want to give you my heart as a gift. Please accept it.” With that, he looks down at his hands, running his thumbs along the soft skin on the back of your hands.

Your heart skips a beat as his words hit you. This is the first time that someone has confessed to you. His words are so sweet. He is so sweet. And you suddenly realize that maybe you've liked him this whole time too.

“Hyunggu,” You start, leaning your head down to try to get his attention again, hoping to bring his eyes back to yours. It works. When his eyes are glued back on yours, you continue, “Thank you. For everything. I don't know what I did to gain your affection, but I will gratefully accept your heart.”

You can feel the heat rise in your cheeks, but the relieved smile that forms across his face is enough to put you at ease as well. He lets go of one hand, keeping his left hand wrapped tightly around yours and starts walking with you once again. As he looks up at the sky happily, he whispers a thank you.  

A smile so wide that it hurts your cheeks forms on your lips and you hold his hand with  both of yours. You quietly watch him as he examines the sky, walking at a slightly slower pace than him. You ask yourself why you never noticed his beauty like this before.  Why didn't you realize that he was this sweet?

As the two of you walk into the night together, you wonder what tomorrow will bring with him by your side. But, at the same time, you don't want this day to end because today was the best birthday ever.

#pentagon #pentagon scenarios #pentagon one shots #pentagon fluff #kino #pentagon kino #hyunggu #kang hyunggu #Kang Hyung Gu #pentagon hyunggu #hyung gu #hyunggu scenarios

[uni-yuto]

saudade

✿  pairing: woo seok x reader (female)

✿  word count: 1593

✿  genre: highschool!wooseok | angst?/fluff?

a/n: my first attempt at a sadder theme? not sure about the ending. regardless, hope you enjoy! request for more :) [bro this has literally been sitting in my drafts for who knows how long]

saudade: [noun]

a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; ‘’the love that remains’’

lack of sleep was evident in her eyes, her hair pulled together by an old elastic hair tie. her clothes smelt of salty tears and gym class odours. she barely even had a hint of light shining in her room, save for her alarm clock that flashed the time in a dark red. she knew it was pitiful she had her times of disconnection between herself and the world. often times she was bright and outgoing, but she would return to this persona she couldn’t quite control.

it had been three years, two years since she last saw his face. she remembered fondly the memories and times of laughter that came with that face. the times when they laid under the stars in his backyard together, the times he would drag her out of her home to loiter in the mall. they were teens experiencing their definition of love. no one to bother them, to get in the way.

obviously, that had changed when he disappeared, leaving nothing but a letter of his condolences. no reason to why he left, his parents not even giving her any hope. she came to the conclusion that he wasn’t coming back, and spent evenings on end finishing the ice cream stash waiting at the back of the freezer. for months she had shut anyone and everyone out, leading people to believe she had something wrong with her. lack of communication furthered that belief until she came to the revelation that she had to get her life together. her first love wasn’t going to ruin that for her.

so she did so, however, she had her instances of reverting to her older self. she never told anyone the reason why she even acted like that in the first place and explained that her partner had gone abroad. it was quite surprising they believed her, and she lived her life on that lie.

sometimes she would find herself strolling around their town, ending up in the places the pair would spend time together. she would always feel her heart warm with excitement, then fade when the realisation that he wasn’t beside her came about.

she still loved him, regardless of any denials she made to herself. it was too hard to let go of him, despite how easy it was for him to let go of her.

her parents weren’t the slightest worried about their daughter, something that was both a blessing and a curse. she enjoyed that fact they didn’t realise she left the home after dark to stroll around the neighbourhood, only to come back 4 hours before school started. she enjoyed that they didn’t realise that her grades slipped before she got her life back somewhat together but she hated the fact they didn’t care. maybe it was because she locked them out of her love life, shielding her tall boyfriend whenever she had him over.

so when one day they announced that they were moving to Seoul from their present home, she was purely against the idea. the fact that she wouldn’t be able to visit their memories daily upset her, but she couldn’t support herself. she didn’t even have a job yet, and she still had a year before she could graduate. even then, she’d need to apply for post-secondary because she didn’t have the slightest idea of where she wanted to go in life. 

the only plan she had was to run away with him, but that was thrown out the window years ago.

so she complied, packing her things into a moving truck and setting off to their new home, passing by the town square before venturing out of the city.

“you’ll love it here! we even enrolled you in that nice school, you know, the ones where all those upcoming idol kids go to!” her mother exclaimed, helping her husband bring in the boxes. (y/n) on the other hand simply dragged her luggage up the stairs to her new room, at least it had a nice view.

she was starting school the next day, and she wasn’t excited at all. obviously, she could be a rebellious teen, skip the first day of class, but she knew she couldn’t. instead, she found herself grabbing her wallet. “i’m just going to go explore the new mall” she told her parents as she left the new home.

suddenly she found herself feeling a bit happier as she walked into a nice hair salon. she realised maybe getting a new haircut would make her a bit happier, maybe she was doing this for herself, or maybe it was for him. either way, she knew she needed a fresh start.

after hearing her mother call after her in the car, she quickly made her way into the new school, holding her books and papers like a somewhat typical school student. she wasn’t so much afraid, but shy at the new faces she would have to get used to. she avoided the gazes of others, pushing the door to the entrance and heading down what she assumed was the right hallway to the office. 

unfortunately for her, she was entering the school midway into the semester. there was now 6 months of the remaining year. while she didn’t have to restart straight from the beginning, she needed to take some night school courses because of it.

she hurried to her first class, finding herself at the front of the class holding a slip out for the homeroom teacher. while his demeanour did not scream friendly, his soft eye smile made up for it.

she tried appearing happy for her mother’s sake, wearing a friendly smile on her features as she introduced herself briefly. where she came from, what she hopes to do, and so on.

“hopefully you’ll adjust easily. i’ll see if I can have someone be your buddy to help you get used to the school” he suggested, gesturing to an open desk. she felt the eyes of interested students, a few already over the fact they had a new student. she didn’t mind that, she really didn’t want to notice so much on her first day, especially since she didn’t want to relive the new student cliche.

“Mr. Jung, late again are we?” she heard the teacher call out. she didn’t dare glancing upward, placing her books on her desk and opening her books. after the class started, she only looked up at the board, trying to catch up. at least, her desk mate helped her with getting the notes.

his point of view.

maybe it was the hair, but she never changed in beauty. I didn’t realise at first, but I knew it was her. I thought it was imagination, but it was really here, sitting a few desks away from my own. I wasn’t even told about a new student, my seatmate gesturing her while commenting ‘she’s pretty but shy’

she wasn’t shy, at least from when I last saw her. she was an old soul trapped in a younger body, loud and never shy when it came to her unique laughter. what was she doing here? she had a future in our old town, why move here? for me to feel the guilt of leaving her slowly return back to me?

I doubt she would ever forgive me, the way I disappeared with the wind, so pathetic I could say goodbye face to face. maybe if things were different, I would’ve been able to stay. 

there is a sense of regret, I still do feel it. even after time has passed, I still longed for a life with her by my side. I chose a chance at fame over an average life with her. would it be even considered average when it’s with her?

I want to make things right, I need to. it’s been too long.

(y/n) quickly gathered her things as she heard the bell ring, she needed all the time she needed in order to get to her next class. she hurried out the door, yelping as she was held back by a hand gripping her wrist.

“it’s been a while (y/n)” he called. the female winced as she let out a deep sigh. she shook her thoughts away as she hummed in response, “I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong person” she stated, trying to get out of his grasp.

“you realise that even after all these years I can still recognise you” he kept his hold on her wrist, afraid to let her go. 

“I wish I could say the same, you’re not the same wooseok from back home” she spat out bitterly, “if you don’t mind, I’m running late for my next class”

he brought the female close to his chest, wrapping her in a large hug as he rested his chin on the crown of her head. she didn’t say a word, her hands gripping onto his long arms.

“I’ve been waiting so long to do this. Please don’t let this end” he whispered lowly, ignoring the stares of the other students who were passing by this exchange. 

“As long as you don’t run away” she replied softly, her hand squeezing onto the fabric of his school blazer. she let a tear drop onto his pressed shirt, making the male soften at the feeling as a few more tears followed.

maybe it’s been too long, but it feels like it’s only been two minutes since I’ve held you this close. and hopefully, it’s the last time I stand against the world without you.

#girl honestly what is this #oh well #i tried #pentagon #pentagon scenarios #pentagon imagines #pentagon wooseok #jung wooseok #wooseok #kpop #kpop scenarios

[caliboyjaeffrey]

Stay In (Wooseok x Reader)

Rating: M, with a dash of fluff

(A/N) Ahoy, me hearties! lol Today we embark on a new adventure that it isn’t NCT related! Say whhhaaaaaaaa??? That’s right, here’s the first of my many Pentagon fics, a cute fluffy smut with our favorite gangly-limbed and tall maknae: Wooseok! Hope you enjoy!

"We can't go out."

"But I want to." "It's too cold." "But it's just so pretty out, Wooseok," you whined, wiggling in his arms childishly while you laid in your bed. He didn't let you budge an inch, content to just snuggle with you for the rest of the day. His eyes were closed, he was relaxed as he replied, "Classes were cancelled, why don't we just stay in...and stay warm?" You huffed, turning in his hold until you faced him, nose to nose, "You're such a big baby you know that?"

"Listen, shrimp, "he mocked as he pressed his forehead to yours, his hair tickling you. "You can practically fit inside of my jacket with me still in it, but guess who's 6'2" and has to take the brunt of the cold?" You stuck your bottom lip out, conceding to his point, "You..." You huffed and played with the strings of his sweatshirt, "I'm just so bored." Wooseok wasn't known for being the most spontaneous and exciting individual, you know he much preferred to stay inside your or his dorm with you all day, and he would be perfectly fine. You don't know how he could be such a homebody when there was an entire day, an entire city, just waiting to be seized and discovered. You always have had such a need to do something, to go somewhere, your wanderlust practically insatiable. You were grateful for how often your boyfriend put up with your antics, so maybe it would be a good thing to just spend the day inside with him. "There's plenty of-," Wooseok began, cut off as the power went out in the building. The room darkened instantly and the only light came from the white of the snow outside your window. You scooted closer to your boyfriend, his arms tightening around you when he felt you trembling. You absolutely hated the dark, it was childish, but you really did. Ever since you were little, you'd had this strange unnecessary fear of the dark, so you always slept with some sort of light on. First it had been a night light, but when you left for university, you'd been too nervous to bring it, so you opted to use a small paper floor lamp instead. Though none of those would be useful now since the electricity seemed to be gone from the entire dorm, even the heating had shut off much to your chagrine. Wooseok leaned down and kissed your forehead, attempting to soothe you, "You're okay." He rubbed your hips gently and moved to stand up, making you panic as you clutched onto his arm, "Where're you going, Wooseok?" There was obvious alarm in your tone as your eyes widened while he stood up from the bed. "I'm opening the curtains more," he said, amused with how freaked out you were. He felt a flush of pride that you depended on him so much for support, "Hang in there tiger, this'll take like five seconds...there." A little bit more white light came in through the window, setting your nerves a little more at ease. But you still beckoned Wooseok back into your bed, lifting up the white comforter and allowing him to slip back inside of it with you. He rolled onto his back and patted his chest with a lazy smile, making your lips twitch at the corners as you slid on top of him. You rested your ear against his heart, listening to the rhymthic sounds of its beating as he laced his fingers on the small of your back. You closed your eyes and felt the rise and fall of his stomach against yours, inhaled the scent of his favorite hoody, and listened intently as he spoke softly, the sound rumbling in his chest. His deep voice was gentle, more quiet then it usual was, "Tell me about one of your favorite things." You smiled to yourself, eyes still closed, as you recalled all the other times Wooseok asked you the very same question. You said the same thing every time, and regardless of that, he still would ask it again and again. "Well," you began, taking a deep breath and tracing patterns over Wooseok's heart. "My favorite thing is very tall, taller than me, taller than his family, taller than all his friends." "My favorite thing has a really deep voice too," you murmured, shifting up so that your head rested on Wooseok's shoulder instead. "Sometimes so deep that it rattles my bones and makes my stomach flip flop. It's one of my favorite things about my favorite thing because even when it's so deep, he's so quiet still." You ran your fingers across his face, over his closed eyelids and lips, "My favorite thing is also my hero, he saves me from the things that scare me the most. He's like a gangly knight in shining armor who saves his tiny shrimp of a princess all the time." Wooseok smiled, tangling his fingers in your hair and rubbing your head as you continued, "My favorite thing is honestly the best. He's better than everyone else's favorite thing." You buried yourself into his neck with a grin as Wooseok played with the ends of your hair, his eyes finally cracking open to regard you with an adoring glance. He rubbed your shoulders and you sat up, looking down at him as he spoke, "You know you're my favorite thing too, right?" "I am?," you feigned surprised, gasping dramatically, "I'm honored Mr. Jung, truly!" Wooseok laughed, the sound rumbling through his chest as he cupped your face, squishing it, "Hey, don't make fun of me when I'm trying to complement you, shrimp." He pulled your down, capturing your lips with his as you relaxed and let his hands move over you. He traced hypnotic patterns all over your back, his mouth never stopping as he kissed you deeply, surprised by his tenderness. Wooseok usually only had two settings, either 'it's my last day on earth I'm going to make out with you like my life depends on it' or 'hi, my name is lazy and I'm going to let you do all the work.' So far, you had zero control over the kiss, Wooseok monopolizing all power and showering you with affection. Wooseok pulled away when you began to make small noises because of your need to breathe. He smirked when you gasped as he released your lips, letting you suck in as much air as your lungs cold take. You gave him an annoyed look as he poked at you, "What's wrong, ______? You look a little pink-" "Zip it you giant bean stalk," you quipped, already leaning down to kiss him again. You were intrigued with how he was acting right now, rarely ever seeing this softer side of Wooseok. He stopped you right as you were an inch from his lips, "Hold on a second, _______. I just had an idea." Confused, you quirked an eyebrow, moving back as he suddenly sat up, "What?" "Why don't we go outside? Right now," he said, obviously mocking you for your earlier suggestion. "Wooseok," you groaned, trying to push him back into the bed, "I don't want to-" "No," the tall boy chided, wiggling underneath your hold as he tried to escape. "Let's go, right now." He had already scooted and was dangerously close to the edge, moving over with you on top of him still. "Stop," you whined, unable to stop his much larger frame from wiggling off the bed, eyes going wide, "Wooseok...!" Your boyfriend thudded onto the floor, taking the comforter with him as he folded your bodies up like a burrito. You slumped against his chest, surprised when he just began to laugh obnoxiously, his arms tightening around you as he wriggled with mirth. You scowled at him but couldn't help but smile at his childishness when he met your eyes. He pulled the comforter over your heads so that the world was shut out, leaving just the two of you on the floor in a warm and cozy cacoon. The tall boy kissed your nose lightly, grinning as he rumbled, "You're so much fun to tease, you know that?" You rolled your eyes and let him shower you with kisses, replying inbetween pecks to your lips, "You mean torment?" Wooseok didn't respond, choosing to connect his lips to yours more fully, letting them move against yours tenderly. You sighed against his lips, legs tangling with his as his hands ran down your sides and rested on the curve of your hips. His long fingers slipped underneath your sweater, making you gasp not from their coldness, but more from the fact that he changed the feel of the kiss in a mere second. One moment he was chaste, the next his tongue had slipped past your lips and rubbed against yours. You moaned softly at the feeling, your breath making the air underneath the comforter even hotter as the moment began to heat up as well. You felt Wooseok shift underneath you with a groan and you pulled away, throwing the comforter back while panting as you breathed in the fresh air. Your boyfriend's eyes were clouded with lust as he watched you sit up and straddle his lap, already moving your hips fluidly to an imaginary beat. Wooseok groaned, his eyes fluttering close as he let his head fall back, hands coming to rest on your thighs as you continued to grind against him. His deep voice sent a chill up your spine, making your hips stutter for a second, "Just like that, baby girl..." His hands slid up your hips until he found the waistband of your pajama shorts, tugging down on the thin fabric while biting his lip. He looked up at you with want, making you move quickly to not only remove the shorts, but your panties as well. Wooseok smiled at the sight of you wearing just one of his shirts, the giant piece of fabric making you look tiny. You worked on pulling down his sweatpants, softly moaning when you saw the bulge in his briefs. You reached down and pulled out his hard member, running your thumb across his slit and spreading the precum that had begun to form over the head. Wooseok's brow furrowed and lips parted as he propped himself up on his elbows and watched as you took hold of cock, rubbing it up and down your wet slit. You choked on your voice when you pressed the head to your sensitive bundle of nerves, eyes rolling to the back of your head at the feeling. Wooseok's voice sounded strained as he swallowed thickly, "_______, please...let me..." You snapped out of your blissful trance, nodding to him breathlessly as he reached behind him with his long arms into your bedside table. He pulled out a familiar silver foil pack, handing the condom over to you knowing you preferred to roll it on him as reassurance. You slid the condom on slowly, teasing Wooseok as you looked up through your lashes at him. He groaned and threaded his fingers through your hair, already gripping tight as you aligned yourself with his cock. Breathless, you locked eyes with your boyfriend and slid down to the hilt, wincing only a little bit as you grew accustomed to him. He sat up, cradling you in his arms as you began to move in tandem with him. It was slow and sensual, the only sounds being your soft mewls and Wooseok's low hisses. You never were this slow with him, sex always being something hot and fast with your boyfriend. It was a luxurious change to just take things slow and take time to feel him in a way you never had before. Wooseok didn't remain quiet for long, the strong grip on your hair making you look at him, "You're so good, baby girl. So fucking good." You panted at his praise, feeling him raise the speed as he approached his high. You reached down and rubbed your sensitive bundle of nerves, already closing in on your high as Wooseok's hips stuttered and stopped, a long satisfied groan accompanying his release. You gasped a few times, letting out a strained moan as your walls tightened and you came as well. You and Wooseok met eyes briefly before you grinned at one another, laughing against each others lips as you embraced one another. You kissed him eagerly, feeling him gently slip out of you as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He let you pepper his face with kisses, managing to slip the condom off and tie it, tossing it into your little trash can. You pulled away and tucked him back into his pants, giving his member one last affectionate pat. Wooseok laughed again and tossed you onto the bed, climbing in after you. You let him wrap you in his arms, practically suffocating you as his muffled voice murmured, "Still wanna go out?" "Nah," you grinned, wrapping your legs around his waist as you got comfortable on the bed. "Let's just stay in."

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