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everything and more; chapter 1 / choi seungcheol

➝ Seungcheol x single mom!Reader (feat. original characters, Jisoo, Jinyoung, Jeonghan, etc.)

➝ best friends to lovers // single mom!Reader // slowburn // fluff // angst // slice of life-ish

➝ wc: 5.2~k

➝ chapter warning: character death (its literally the plot sjhdfhsjbf), curses, cliche probably lol, not entirely proofread, nothing more that i can think of

➝ everything and more masterlist

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You used to say you wanted at least three children growing up.

But then your sister gave birth to one beautiful son, a nephew you love with everything your heart can offer and more, and, after seeing the hardship she went through, you decided motherhood isn't for you. You had never thought motherhood was easy, but seeing someone so close to you going through it was another experience altogether.

The thought of being the aunt that spoils their nephew to no end definitely seems like the better choice. Given, your sister's journey is probably harder than most because the father isn't in the picture and God knows how cruel the world can be to single mothers, especially those out of wedlock.

Still, you had lived with her for the first three months after she gave birth to help her around, and you’re 99% sure (the 1% you keep around just in case your words will bite you back in the ass) you would never be able to care for a child 24/7. Even babysitting during the day was hard, but she had to care for Seungyoon during day and night and you don’t even dare to imagine the amount of patience it took her to do that.

“Seungyoon is… how old now?” Jisoo asks as she bounces your nephew on her lap. You’re on babysitting duty today, as Yuri has a business trip to Suwon and you’ve convinced her to let you babysit Seungyoon. That sister of yours can be too hard headed for her own good when it comes to her son, which you understand to a certain point, but you don’t see why she should bring her toddler son to a business trip when you don’t even have work today and you’re her sister for a reason.

It’s always been you two; three now, with Seungyoon. You don’t have any other family and it’s okay as long as you have each other. You’ve found a lot of family along the way in other people: like Jisoo, your best friend since high school, and Seungcheol, another best friend of yours from university. Not to forget Jinyoung, Yuri’s only and closest friend who’s basically your big brother. You’re happy with this family and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

"He's three next month." You grin as your nephew giggles uncontrollably on Jisoo's lap, the way Seungcheol is poking his belly making his giggle louder by the seconds.

"Already?" Seungcheol exclaims, his mouth turning into a small 'o'. "Wow. Felt like it was just yesterday we visited Yuri after her labor."

"Right?" Jisoo sighs as she hugs the kid closer to her. She has always had a soft spot for him, to the point where she was probably more excited about Seungyoon's birth than you were almost three years ago. "Now this brat can already talk back if we try to make him eat his carrot."

Seungyoon scrunches in distaste at the mention of the vegetable, frowning at Jisoo like she has personally offended him. "Auntie. No carrot."

"Why do you not like carrots though?" Seungcheol intercepts, indulging him.

"Yuck." His frown deepens, followed by a yawn that makes its way out of his small lips.

"They're good for your eyes, you know." You poke his cheek to gain his attention and, just like that, the little kid turns to you and extends his arms so you'd take him to your lap instead. It's something he often does when his mom isn't around; seeks for your warmth when he's sleepy or uncomfortable. Because you're you and you're always there together with his mom that his mind already registers you as another safe place for him. It's something that Yuri has taught him too, to find you or Uncle Jinyoung if she's not there.

"Sleepy?" You take him into your arms and whisper with a soft kiss on top of his head, the way you endlessly caress his hair lulling him to sleep. "We'll go home in a bit, okay?"

Seungyoon doesn't answer, simply buries his face in your chest as sleep overcomes him bit by bit.

Almost an hour goes by just like that, with the three of you quietly continuing the discussion in the cafe, talking about work and whatnot as your fingers absentmindedly comb through Seungyoon's hair even if he's already asleep at this point.

"Hey, didn't you go on a date or something last week?"

Seungcheol looks at you, nods, then shrugs, not giving any details until Jisoo prods, prods, and prods. You're thankful she does it for you, because you're actually also curious but don't really have the heart to force it out of him.

Seungcheol is a romantic. Has always been particular with the girls he wants to date. If he's not interested, then he wouldn't spare them a glance. If he's only remotely interested, he'd still be skeptical and find a hundred reasons not to agree on a date. There's just something bothersome about going out with someone he doesn't know without anyone else present.

You and Jisoo have been encouraging him to go on dates though, if only because it's been too long and you recognize the longing in his eyes everytime he sees his friends with their partners. He claims he's not currently looking for a relationship, but it's also been quite some time since he even goes out with anyone other than you two, and that's why you've been telling him to be more open at least for the first meetings. If he doesn't want to continue from then, then it's up to him. But how would he find someone–anyone if he doesn't even want to go on the first date?

"It was okay… but, nothing special. She's nice and we have some common interests but…" His gaze falls on Seungyoon on your lap, then caresses his head as if seeking some sort of comfort from the little boy. "Not interested in a second date."

Jisoo is about to argue, probably meaning to convince him to tell more, but her phone rings and she immediately picks up when she sees her fiance's name. Jeonghan rarely calls when she's out with you both, that's a rule they've decided together: to respect the time they spend with their friends. So she knows it must be important if he calls her instead of leaving a text.

You see her panic the longer the call goes, hand already busy packing up her stuff as you barely hear Jeonghan's faint voice calmly speak through the phone.

"Jeonghan’s sister got into an accident." Jisoo relays the information once he hangs up, voice shaking, and worry floods over you despite not knowing the girl personally. "I… I need to go. She's being taken to the hospital now."

"Want me to drive you?" Seungcheol offers, but Jisoo shakes her head and says she's going home first, that she'll go with Jeonghan because the accident isn't in Seoul and, even if he didn't mention it, she knows he needs her with him.

"Update us?" You try to be calm for her, your palm caresses her arm in comfort.

"I will." She bites her lip in worry, looking at the map on her phone that indicates the location of the taxi she's just ordered. "She's… she's on a trip with her friend and she's supposed to come home today. But there's an accident on Seocho and it's quite a big one because a loading truck caused it."

You blink at the location, the transition between your heart dropping then speeding up as the worst case scenario goes through your mind is a matter of seconds. Yuri would need to go through Seocho too on her way back from Suwon.

It's only 3PM now. If she's on a business trip, surely she would go home later in the evening, right? Fuck, your phone is in your bag and you can’t take it without waking your nephew. You just had to put it on ‘do not disturb’ too, though you’ve made sure to let it ring if a call goes through.

Your tendency to spiral into worst case scenarios makes it hard to convince yourself everything’s fine because it hasn’t rung. You’re dying to just call Yuri and listen to her calling you dumb for worrying; because she’s okay and she’ll be home in a few hours. That you need to calm down because she promises she’s okay.

Jisoo doesn’t seem to notice the shift in your mood due to her own stress, but Seungcheol does and he doesn’t address it until Jisoo bids you two goodbye along with a soft kiss on Seungyoon’s head. He shifts closer to you, his palm reaching your shoulder before he asks if you’re okay.

“Can you get my phone, please?” You say instead, the tremble in your voice worries him. He goes through your bag like you ask him to, then hands you the device as he notices the way your arm tightens around Seungyoon.

You’re so tense that he almost reminds you to breathe, he sees you scroll but it seems like you find nothing by the way you’re biting your lip. Then he sees you type, another sigh escapes your lips as you anxiously stare at your screen. Before he can ask if something’s wrong, you bring your phone to your ear, an endless ring greeting your ear because whoever you’re calling isn’t picking up.

“Okay, talk to me.” Seungcheol finally says, his voice soft but firm. The way you’re looking at him isn’t helping at all, and he sees you gripping your phone like it has personally wronged you. “What’s wrong?”

“Yuri is in Suwon.”

“Okay?”

“She–she’d need to go through Seocho to go back to Seoul, right?” He nods, finally grasping your worry. “She’s not replying to my texts nor my calls and I’m–I don’t know, I’m freaking out.”

He doesn’t want to brush off your worries, because he knows how much Yuri means to you and he understands how your train of thoughts might’ve gone in the short span of time between Jisoo’s news and your current condition. But he’s not sure how to calm you down without sounding like he’s downplaying your worries; so he takes the one route that he knows would at least remind you that you need to get it together.

“Hey. Breathe, okay? You’ll wake Seungyoon up.” He whispers like it’s a secret, and you take a long, deep breath as you nod. Seungcheol has always had that effect on you; to make you calm down and be your pillar when you need someone to be. Jisoo is a little blunt and harsh at times, another type of friend you’re glad you have in life because you definitely need someone like her to knock senses into your head. But that means you don’t always go to her when you’re looking for comfort and validation. That role is Seungcheol’s and, while he can be strict at times, he’s better at sympathizing with your feelings (or everyone else’s, really) than anyone. “Maybe Yuri’s in a meeting and she’s not with her phone?”

He’s probably right, but the feeling inside your gut is starting to root deeper and deeper within you the more time passes by, it’s ugly and it’s unpleasant. Like you can feel something is going entirely wrong though you can’t tell if you’re making things up or not at this point. You try to find comfort in Seungyoon’s sleeping form, his cheek pressed against your shoulder and his arms limp on his sides.

It works along with the deep breath Seungcheol reminds you once again to take, and when your phone does ring thirty minutes later, it’s Seungcheol who takes it because Seungyoon squirms in your arms at the sudden noise.

It’s an unknown number, but the way his jaw tenses at whatever he’s hearing is making your heart twist with worry. You can’t even try to understand what they’re saying, because Seungcheol doesn’t say anything but ‘yes’, but it must be important if he’s still listening, and the last thing you heard before he hangs up is not a sentence you wish to hear in midst of your worry. We’ll be there as soon as possible. Thank you for informing us.

The way he looks at you makes your throat tightens, you can probably feel dread at the tip of your tongue. You hold Seungyoon tighter for the sake of your sanity, the toddler has fallen back to sleep. When Seungcheol speaks, your eyes blur with tears and you hate the way you already know what he’s saying before he even finishes his sentence.

The one time you wish you were wrong, you just have to be right.

“Yuri’s in the hospital. She’s in the ICU and we need to get there immediately.”

You’re trying your best not to bawl on your way there, thankful for Seungcheol as he drives as fast as he’s allowed to, Seungyoon no longer asleep but cluelessly plays with your hair as he obediently stays on your lap. It’s like he knows you’re not okay, knows not to throw a tantrum and not to ask to sit by himself at the back like he usually would.

Like he knows you need him with you to keep you sane.

Seungcheol looks calm, but the way his palm grips yours obviously indicates otherwise and you try to distract yourself from all the worst possibilities in your mind by thinking of how lucky you are to have him with you of all people. You know he’s worried out of his mind too, but he still takes your hand because he knows you need it, knows that it helps to keep you grounded even if you have your nephew on your lap.

It doesn’t last for long though, and you don’t know what to think of Seungcheol’s lack of explanation. Yes, he confirmed that Yuri is also involved in the same accident as Jeonghan’s sister, but he didn’t say anything else. But does he really need to when he’s already said Yuri is in the ICU? If she had been okay, she would be in the ER at most; but they felt the need to take her to the ICU and that must be saying something.

Did the speaker not say anything to him? Or does he simply not want to give you empty hopes?

“Hey.” His voice brings you out of your trance and you squeeze his hand out of reflex. “I’ll be here, okay?”

You tear up again and nod, your arm that’s around your nephew tightens.

Seungyoon shifts at this, buries himself in your neck and wraps his arms around your neck like he knows you need it more than you do.

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Jinyoung is already there when you arrive, and he hugs you tight like he’s preparing you for bad news, like he needs to calm you down because whatever follows after isn’t going to be pleasant.

Seungyoon is in Seungcheol’s arms, breaking the older man’s heart by asking why they’re in the doctor’s place over and over again. Seungcheol assures him he’s not going to get shot when the toddler almost cries saying he doesn’t want to see the doctor today, promises to buy him ice cream later on if he doesn’t cry and stays in his arms.

“Is… is it bad?” You manage to choke between your tears. Jinyoung is rarely unkept, but he’s disheveled and if he’s like this then you don’t know if you want to hear what he has to say. You’re sure the doctor has filled him in on something, Jinyoung is registered as both your and Yuri’s emergency contact and if he’s here before you do, they must have told him something.

He takes a few moments to compose himself and arranges his words, his hands holding yours like it’s his lifeline.

“They aren’t sure she’s going to make it.”

More tears spill out of your eyes, though you try to contain your sob because Seungyoon is right behind you with Seungcheol, though when Jinyoung gives your friend a look, he’s quick to take Seungyoon somewhere out of sight so you can finally cry, cry, and cry until your tears dry out.

Yuri might not make it. You swallow the words like needles between your throat, your lips trembling as you stubbornly try to contain your despair. But when Jinyoung pulls you once again into his chest and whispers words of comfort you wish you could tell Yuri who’s by herself in the operating room, the dam breaks and you grip the front of his shirt like it’s the only thing you know how to do.

You don’t want to think of the worst case scenario. Don’t want to think of a life without your sister. But how can you not when you’ve been there in front of the OR for two hours? How can you not when your consciousness is going in and out of your head and the only thing that reminds you you’re awake is Seungcheol’s soft breath and the steady pattern of his heartbeat?

“Drink something?” He asks, his voice hesitant. You haven’t talked at all since Jinyoung told you Yuri might not make it, and you’re thankful Seungcheol doesn’t force you to either when he comes back with your nephew in tow. Jinyoung fills him in quickly between whispers before taking the kid with him and Seungcheol doesn’t waste a second to hold you because you look like you’re seconds away from fainting.

You shake your head even though your throat is dry and you honestly feel like you’re about to pass out any moment now. The only thing that’s keeping you here right now is Seungcheol: he’s basically plastered to you and he refuses to let go of you since earlier, which you appreciate so much because you don’t know if you even have it in you to sit straight without him by your side. You’ve just been spacing out in his embrace for two hours straight, his arm around you and your forehead on the juncture of his neck.

“Mommy?” Seungyoon’s voice brings you out of your trace, and you find him with Jinyoung, though the boy immediately lets go of his hand once he sees the state you’re in. Seungyoon only calls you that when he thinks you’re sad, a nickname that Yuri has always encouraged him for because even if he doesn’t have a father, she makes sure to let him know that he has two mothers who would do everything for him and you’re one of them.

He calls Yuri Mama, and he usually calls you ‘Mi’ because it’s easier than ‘Mommy’. He very rarely calls you by the latter because no one refers to you as such and he’s not used to it most of the time. But he knows you usually smile when he does it, which is why he only calls you that way when he thinks you’re upset.

“Mommy okay?” He climbs into your lap, making your eyes water once again. God, this precious child might lose his own mother and he doesn’t know. He doesn’t know a thing and you pray once again to every deity in existence that you wouldn’t need to tell Seungyoon he wouldn’t be able to see his mom again.

He frowns when you don’t giggle like you usually would, though you do force a smile as you pull him into a hug.

“I’m sorry I left you with Uncle Jinyoung.” You say instead, not wanting to lie to the kid when you’re obviously not okay. “He’s boring, isn’t he?”

His small giggle warms you a little, but then he shakes his head and tells you Uncle Jinyoung is fun today and he buys him food earlier. You hum as he continues to blabber, mouthing a ‘thank you’ to Jinyoung when he catches your eyes.

“Yoon, will you tell Mi to drink water?” Seungcheol hands the bottle to your nephew, knowing full well you can’t resist him. You pretend to glare at him, aware that Seungcheol knows how grateful you are with him by your side. Seungcheol has just texted Jisoo that you’re both in the hospital for Yuri, and she promises she’ll drop by as soon as possible after informing him that thankfully Jeonghan’s sister is okay even though she has a minor concussion.

“Mi, water.” He repeats after the older man, his hands can barely hold the water bottle straight.

You thank him as you take a gulp, only now realizing how thirsty you actually are. Seungyoon shifts to play with your hair, still blissfully unaware why you’re all in the hospital, though he’s just happy in his bubble to be surrounded by you and his uncles.

For a second, you let a little bit of hope pass through you. You hope it can stay peaceful like this, with Seungyoon in your arms as you pretend you’re waiting for Yuri to come home.

Yeah, you’re waiting for her to come out, aren’t you?

Right–you’re so going to give her hell for all the worry and tears she made you shed. For making you lose it in front of Seungyoon and making you cry in front of Jinyoung, of all people. Yuri is in for a lot of nagging once she wakes up. Sick or not, you’re still going to scream at her and you’re going to hug her tight because it doesn’t make sense how deep the dread she makes you feel right now.

Yeah, that’s what you’re going to do.

She’s going to make it. She might not wake up immediately after the surgery, but you’re going to do all that when she wakes up and–

Min Yuri’s family?

And you’re going to lock her in a headlock like you usually would when she’s being annoying–

We’re sorry…

And you’re going to bawl into her chest like you used to when you were six–

…tried out best…

And she’s going to laugh at you because she never knows what to do when you cry–

…too weak and…

But she’ll still hug you back because that’s what sisters are for–

…we’re sorry.

Because you only have each other.

Only have each other.

Had each other.

Your eyes get more and more blurry by the seconds, everything came crashing all over your body from head to toe, it’s getting harder to breathe, someone is holding you and—

You don’t know what happened after.

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On your eighteenth birthday, Yuri gave you a silver band and said you’re not allowed to take it off unless someone she approved of proposed. That you’re only allowed to take it off on your wedding day where she’d definitely be your maid of honor because who else would?

It’s a promise that I’ll be with you until I’m sure someone else will take care of you as well as I do.

You have never taken off your ring since then, never had any intention to, either. But now that you stare at it as you pack her belongings in her place, you want nothing but to rip it off your finger like it burns.

Didn’t she promise to be with you until then?

Didn’t she promise to make sure that whoever’s going to marry you is worthy of taking her ring off for?

Didn’t she fucking promise you she wouldn’t leave you behind like your parents did?

“Hey. Maybe it’s time to rest?” You look up at Seungcheol who’s hovering on the door. He looks only a little better than you are, but who can blame him when he hasn’t gone home at all since that day in the hospital? He’s been with you since then; Jisoo and Jinyoung take turns going back and forth, even Jeonghan stays for a bit when he has the time.

Seungcheol was with you when you spent that night in the hospital, when you cried next to Yuri’s body before they closed the coffin, when you went home with Seungyoon to your place because you couldn’t bear to go to Yuri’s place just yet, and now, when you finally gathered the courage to go to her place and pack her stuff because who else will?

“Don’t you have work?” You ask instead, feeling bad that he’s been with you basically 24/7 the past week.

“You know my work allows me to work from anywhere.” He smiles a little before taking the seat next to you on the floor. “Let’s get lunch? Seungyoon says he wants jjajangmyeon.”

Seungyoon. Your poor child. You don’t think he really understands what’s happening. Jinyoung had kindly taken over your role to relay the information to the kid, but he had simply asked if his mom was going somewhere when Jinyoung said he wouldn’t be able to see her anymore.

You’re sure he would’ve cried seeing you bawl if not for Seungcheol quickly pulling you with him and holding you in his arms as you tried your best to block your sob, barely making out the conversation between the two.

Mama is in heaven now.

“Is it nice?”

Hmm. The best. But you won’t be able to see her anymore.

“Even if I miss her?”

Yes. It’s too far and if she has to come here, she’ll get very tired and might even get sick. We don’t want that, right?

“But what if I want see Mama?”

Then you’ll have to wait until the sky turns dark and the stars are visible. Mama is one of the stars now. Is that okay?

“But… there are so many…”

Seungyoon is smart, though. Aren’t you?

“Hmm..”

Then I’m sure you’ll know which one is Mama?

“Mmm… Want Mommy… Where’s Mommy?”

“Mommy?” Seungyoon has been calling you that often now. You’re not sure if he’s simply too confused or if it’s because you’ve been looking too upset these days, but his small voice always makes your heart clenches in the most painful way possible because it sounds like he knows he can’t call his own mom anymore. It’s getting harder and harder to hear him call you anything of the sort because it reminds you that his Mama is no longer around. “Hungry.”

Jisoo looks at you in apology from the door. She’s been with Seungyoon earlier, telling him they have to pack his toys because he’ll be moving with you and no longer live there. The boy has been more quiet these days, and you feel bad because you think he’s quiet because he’s tired and he doesn’t know what’s happening; why you barely talk and why his mom is not here.

“Uncle Cheol said you want jjajangmyeon?” You say as you take him in your arms, the boy suddenly shy as he nods and buries himself in your neck. “Do you want to eat outside or here?”

“Out okay?” he asks, almost hesitant. Then continues to make your heart hurt when he says his next words. “Mommy always inside these days…”

“Oh, baby.” You bite your lip and murmur an apology against his forehead. The way you hug him is more for you then it is for Seungyoon, but he tightens his arms around you also and asks once again if it’s okay to eat outside. “We can. Let’s go with Uncle Cheol and Auntie Choo, yeah?”

Seungcheol opts to go to the jjajangmyeon place you used to go to during university instead of the one nearby. It takes almost an hour to get there, but he thinks you need it and he’s sure the owner of the jjajangmyeon place near Yuri’s apartment would definitely be asking about her–which you definitely don’t need.

It’s been quite some time since Seungyoon went anywhere too, so he figures he could at least give that to the kid.

“Been some time since we went here, huh?” It really has. The last time was probably a year ago or something, because life gets in the way and even though you’ve been saying you wanted to come here again, the both of you are always too lazy and the university seems too far away even if it’s not really.

Still, the owner recognizes you two and happily takes your order which hasn't changed since the time you were in university.

Apparently, the old lady hasn’t changed either, because her eyes sparkle with interest as she sees Seungyoon in your arms. You dread her question already, knowing what she’d ask before she even does.

But as much as you expected her words, nothing prepared you for her whole sentences.

“Oh my. Is this your kid? He looks so much like you. I knew you two would get married one day.” She says as she addresses you and Seungcheol, way too excited to notice the horrified look you share with your best friend, nor Jisoo who’s trying her best not to laugh at the sudden turn of events.

You don’t even get the chance to deny her statement, because she already turns back to the kitchen then returns just as quick, giving Seungyoon a pack of jelly that’s supposedly her grandson’s.

“What a nice kid.” She smiles at Seungyoon who thanks her with a cheeky smile, the boy clutches the jelly like you’d take it any moment now. “My grandson used to cry all the time at his age. What a nice mom you have, hmm? She’s brought you up really well.”

“Mommy the best.” Seungyoon replies cheekily, which concludes the conversation because that seems to be enough for the owner to leave your table.

Once again, you’re thankful Seungcheol is beside you as you exhale a deep breath and try to swallow your tears on his shoulder. This is just a taste of what you’d need to deal with more in the future; people mistaking you as Seungyoon’s mom and you’ll somehow get the credit for everything Yuri did to make sure Seungyoon grew up well.

It’s not fair.

Nothing is and you hate that there’s nothing you can do about it.

“Mommy?” Seungyoon tugs softly on your hair to catch your attention. “Feed me?”

You tear up again at this, because Seungyoon has actually been insisting on eating by himself the past few months, saying he’s a big boy and that he can manage eating by himself. Does he know? That you need him to depend on you? That you need something to distract you?

“Want Mommy to feed me.” He repeats, his voice faltering at your lack of response. How long have you been neglecting him? How selfish can you be, drowning in your own sorrow like Seungyoon hasn’t lost his own mother? He’s probably even more lost than you are, with Yuri gone and you disassociating for a whole week.

You’re lucky Seungyoon has always been a nice kid, that he simply accepts that his aunt and uncles were to take care of him for the week.

How fucking selfish can you be?

“Yeah.” You square your shoulder and drop a kiss on his head. It’s not only you that needs him, you remind yourself. Seungyoon also needs you and you’re going to give everything you have and more if it means he’s happy and healthy. “Mommy will feed you, okay?”

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jemmo · 2 years

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i honestly don’t know how to talk about to my star 2 without going into full on ramble mode, bc there is just so much to talk about, and these 2 eps have brought to life more than i can imagine, and i will forever be impressed and amazed by hwang da seul and how she’s managed to weave such a layered but beautiful narrative. bc i think what this season has more than s1 is substance. s1 is amazing, so beloved to me, but it feels contained, it feels like all those moments in that house, between seojun and jiwoo, and the plot of the scandal and seojun having to hide allowed that, allowed them to be cut off from the world and have this very isolated experience. but when s1 ended and seojun was back in the public eye, back to his top star status, i knew there would be change, and that’s what this season has given us.

they’ve stepped outside their house and now they have to deal with a much bigger world and deal with how it’s made them look inwards. and what has come from that is so much, in terms of what they’re both carrying from their pasts, seojun with his parents leaving, jiwoo with what his parents friend did and how he lost them and had to deal with the villagers treating him how they do, how he treated seungyoon, and how their experiences impact how they both behave. bc you can see it so clearly even back in s1 now. this isn’t childhood trauma for childhood trauma’s sake, it hasn’t just been written in to give s2 a plot, it’s always been there, it’s just in s1 you think that’s their thing, that’s just the way they are, seojun is a precious puppy that just wants to be loved and jiwoo is cold and distant bc he can’t share his feelings. but now we know why they are the way they are, and it makes complete sense.

you can see it in the way they each handle scandal, both in s1 and now seojun doesn’t seem to care about it bc he handles it on account for others, in s1 he took the blame for the fight for his friend and now he stood up for his managers sake. he takes the hit, bc that’s what he’s used to. he’s used to giving love and not receiving it in return, that’s why he can protect ppl at his own expense. and jiwoo, he’s used to being blamed, being thought of like this, so when ppl are saying that, he doesn’t fight it, bc he’s been told it’s true by ppl around him his whole life. been told that he should feel bad, so he takes it. it’s another way they’re polarized, seojun wanting to selflessly carry other ppls pain and jiwoo wanting to carry that pain himself. and the heartbreaking thing is they’ve both learned to do that when neither has ever been at fault. how can a relationship work when neither do anything wrong and yet they both want to be blamed?

that’s why the default to how they are after breaking up, jiwoo being the villain who is mean and acts out, and seojun being the person to believe it all and take on fault, saying he’s to blame and he’ll change. and that’s why they break at what they do, when seojun is told that he didn’t do anything wrong, that’s it’s jiwoo who’s at fault, he doesn’t know how to deal with that, with someone owning their own wrongs instead of putting them on him. and that’s why jiwoo breaks when the villagers start to show him kindness, bc he’s never felt that before, he doesn’t feel deserving. and i feel like in that moment is when he softened, let himself feel his feelings for seojun again, let himself admit that seojun was the one to always show him kindness, and he pushed him away bc he’d never been told he was deserving of that. he’s always had ppl around him who care, none more than seojun, and seojun has always had ppl who want him to be happy, none more than jiwoo. now they just need to see that when they put down their burdens, they can find that in each other, and actually let themselves love and be loved

#to my star #to my star 2 #lol gotta love when I start a post with I can’t get into this otherwise I’ll ramble and then proceeds to ramble #I just couldn’t help myself #this show is an absolute treat to dig in to #the characters are outstanding #and I want to unpick every inch of their characterization #it’s impeccable

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nixcwen · 2 years

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➳ born to love you | miya atsumu

A certain memory keeps lingering in his mind now and then. It seems to be that one precious record, giving him comfort, and eventually encouraging him to dance to its tune. It was happiness and sadness at once.

He was aware of each step he took as he slowly walks away from the court, breathing heavily, exhaling disappointment and frustration while trying not to let them display. His body felt like it was burning from the intense game, he can feel the exhaustion taking over his limbs, despite those—nothing compares to the ache in his heart—for him, his team, and those that supported them.

It wasn’t his first defeat, he was already familiar with all these emotions, yet he just can’t get used to it. He can’t just brush off the dedication that everyone had.

“You looked so cool out there, love. You played so well.”

Then you were there, an arm reaching out to him, with a welcoming smile on your lips as if he won the game. He felt like he wasn’t deserving of your presence, he was hesitant. Still, you walked towards him, held the back of his head with a gentle touch, and brought his face down to your neck.

When he got to feel your skin against him and smelt the scent he loves so much, he was finally able to release a shaky breath and gather the courage to slowly wrap his arms around your waist. It was loose, making his hesitance to hold you evident. So, you caressed his hair. You also tapped his back lightly to make him feel at ease. Soon, you brought down the arm tapping his back, placing it on his chest. You felt his beating heart.

“Does it hurt in here?”

He answered with a nod, eyes still closed, basking in the solace you provided. Your scent, your warmth, your voice, your touch—they reached his heart—he was nothing but grateful for them. Volleyball was his passion, it’s the flicker that ignites his fire. You, on the other hand, are the deep affection much above his passion, the lantern that keeps his fire from getting extinguished.

“I understand, it’s alright, you can be upset-“ as a reply to his answer, you slowly stroked his chest just above his heart- “just don’t beat up yourself, please.“

When giving up became one of his choices, you made him see the other options he could choose. Take a break then continue. That was also the moment when he knew, he was born to love you. For as long he lives, the record is going to keep playing, reminding him to stay strong and of you.

This scenario was inspired by Kang Seungyoon who released the song “Born to Love You” just recently. You can check it out and see if you’ll love it as well (he’s also from the k-pop group WINNER, my bias!). I was not inspired from the actual song itself but it was from the show that he was in called “All That Pingpong”. He was the ace player of his team but he lost in this certain game despite his hardwork, in addition, the pressure that comes along with being the ace must hit him harder than I could imagine, it just breaks my heart, coming from someone who is an over thinker herself. So there, that’s my little background story. I hope you enjoyed reading and please listen to Seungyoon’s song, hehe.

Sincerely, Nixxy ♡

P.S. - This was honestly just a burst of inspiration so it was easier for me to write, I’m sorry for the requests I still haven’t done. I’ll be doing them once vacation starts. 😭 Dedicated to my 🫐 anon and every other requesters, have this for the meanwhile! 💕

taglist (join here!): @erwinscrybaby, @passionateuchiha, @pulchritxde

#by nixxy #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu imagines #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu fluff #atsumu imagines #atsumu scenarios #hq atsumu #atsumu drabble

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lunetual · 1 year

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hiii meg happy valentines :] 🍊 i hope u had a fun little day!!! sending you love mwah .. if ur backed up dw about a idoltine im imagining it in my mind rn. sending you this little card right here 👇👇👇 pls imagine its one of those elementary school ones with the holes for a heart shaped lolly to be attached

ROOK HAPPY VALENTINE'S I WAS WAITING FOR U TO COME BY... i am immediately pulling the lollipop off of the card hehehe.... and obviously i have an idoltine for you.....

and djklfalk;sdfj the hearts from the other ask:

🖤 [black] a song i love: owo having a moment with shelter of dreams by lee seungyoon. the thing is. music show promos DO work on me. ljk;dsafafl;ks

💚 [green] something i love in nature: the leaves turning in the fall and the creeping sunsets...... :') and ofc the sky in general !!

💙 [blue] something that brings me peace: curling up on my couch w/ my dog and my switch/a book/my laptop etc... i am a homebody at heart LOL

💜 [purple] someone from a group i love who reminds me of you: the most incontrovertible rook guy to me is honestly wonho,, take that as you will but i think... it's right..... it just is i think your temperaments and natures are... similar....

#asked and answered #usermowah #valentines ask game

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essentertainment · 5 years

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#winner #yg winner #winner inner circle #Perfect family #song mino #song minho #kang seungyoon #seungyoon imagine #winner seungyoon #winner seunghoon #seunghoon icons #lee seunghoon icons #lee seunghoon #kim jinwoo icons #winner jinwoo #kim jinwoo

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k-pop-imagines · 6 years

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Winner Imagine Blogs

Here’s another (as always: most likely incomplete) list of blogs, this time about imagine blogs about Winner! If you’d like your blog to be added or removed from this list, feel free to message us and we’ll gladly do so!

Hopefully, this list can bring some attention to both smaller and bigger blogs.

Please remember, before sending a request to any of these blogs read their rules carefully and make sure that their requests are actually open at the moment. Some of the blogs might be inactive, only write for certain members, or don’t take requests at all.

@bloodsweatandcum

@daegugodoppa

@dreamwiththeoppa

@idolized-scenarios

@innerkonics

@jerkshownu

@jimindasmolbean

@jinhwankenobi

@kboyreactions

@kcriture

@kill-the-teen-memories

@k-hiphopshit

@llynnfics

@manyjamsmuchfun

@marijina

@noona-clock

@pastalalice

@pyosunshine

@roh-tae

@winneresque

@win-bap

@write-this-way-please (only Mino)

@ygboysygbby

@ygscenari0s

@yg-got7scenarios

@zicosxnose

@zico-mino-trash

We will try to keep the list updated.

If you want us to do a list like this for other groups, just tell us!

#winner #winner imagine #winner x reader #kpop imagine #kpop x reader #kpop #k-pop #mino imagine #jinwoo imagine #seunghoon imagine #seungyoon imagine #mino #song mino #jinwoo #seunghoon #seungyoon #taehyun #taehyun imagine #not an imagine

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ygboysygbby · 6 years

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Married Again

Seungyoon/YOON Scenario

Request: 18 with seungyoon <3

Prompt: The two of you were newly wedded for just 6 months, but then your car crashed and both of you lost your memories

You woke up in an unknown room and you didn’t even remember getting here in the first place. Am I drunk? You thought, but then again, you never really drink. You looked around and shocked to see that you were infused and your right hand were bandaged. Seeing all the things, you realized you were in a hospital room, but you didn’t recall being in an accident, or having some kind of illness. Looking to your side, you saw another bed with another patient. It was a guy and you could see how his left cheek had some scars, although it didn’t look that awful. The guy looked somehow familiar, but you couldn’t bring yourself to recollect on who he was or at least who reminded you of him. You flinched as you felt a sudden pain in your head. You pressed the button to call the nurse. The nurse came in with a doctor and a lady, who you also could not recognize. The lady seemed very thrilled to see you, but her expression fell down as soon as she saw the other patient, who had not got his conscious yet. The doctor asked you a few questions, your name, and your parents’ name, which you replied correctly. You didn’t see as to why would they even ask that, unless you really went through a big accident, but you tried not to think that much as your head was still in pain. As they were checking on you, the other patient suddenly moaned in pain.

“Seungyoon! Oh, thank God!” You heard the lady cried. Oh, so maybe she’s his mother or something... And his name is Seungyoon? You thought, but you couldn’t bring yourself to think more of it because of the pain you felt. They asked him the same questions as you and he also answered them all correctly. You started to wonder that maybe both of you got involved in an accident together, somehow, but you just couldn’t remember it at the moment. “Darling, aren’t you glad that your husband is awake now?” The lady said to you, with tears on her face. I get it lady, you’re happy— Wait... What did she say? “HUSBAND?!” Both you and the guy shouted in unison. ** It turned out that you had actually been married for six months, to this Seungyoon guy, and both of you seemed to lose some of your memories because of the car accident you both went through two weeks prior. Apparently, a huge billboard fell on top of your car, explaining both of your brain injuries. You remembered being close to a guy, and went to a few dates, but it was definitely not this guy. Heck, you didn’t even know who this guy was. Seungyoon actually recognized you, but failed to remember that he was married to you, saying that he simply knew you as a friend of his, while you on the other hand, could not remember him at all because your head trauma was a bit worse than him. You actually suffered more injuries than him, he only got a scar on his cheek and some cuts on his hands, no broken bones, judging by the look. The doctor recommended the two of you to try and live your lives as how it supposed to be. By living together, you would increase the chance of recalling your memories together. As much as you wanted to refuse the idea, you had to accept the fact that you had lost your memories, and that you were married to a man you could not even remember. Your parents were crazy worried, they didn’t want to put you in any uncomfortable condition, but they also wanted you and Seungyoon to gain your memories as soon as possible. After all, Seungyoon recognized you, even though just as a friend, maybe he could tell you how you met and stuff like that. The day of releasing from the hospital finally came, but that also meant starting your life together with your husband. You got a surgical cast for your right hand, because the bone was fractured, but other than that, and your lost memories, of course, you were healthy enough to go home and so was your husband. The word husband still felt weird on your mind, it kind of made you cringe. The ride to your house was a bit awkward at first because you really didn’t talk that much with him back at the hospital. Both of you had to go through many medical tests that you didn’t have time to discuss your situation. But a few minutes later, he started a conversation, telling how you and him met the first time in university, but you didn’t really became friends until you met at a concert, which when both of you already graduated. He said you and him exchanged a view texts, but nothing blossomed out of that. “No offense, but I really didn’t think about hitting on you. I really just wanted to be friends!” He chuckled. “None taken.” You laughed. “I remember liking Panic at the Disco a lot, but apparently I made it to the concert, so that’s a good news, right?” “If you put it that way, I guess it is.” He chuckled again. “But what I said is bullshit anyway because look at me now!” “I wanna laugh, but I’m in the same situation.” You laughed anyway. “Hey, this isn’t so bad, right?” “I hope so.” He sighed, smiling as he pulled up the car in front of your house. “Welcome home, my wife.” He said sarcastically. The house was everything you had always wanted and hoped when you get married one day. It was nothing too fancy, it was simple and minimalistic, but just right for you. “I need to know whose idea was it to build the house like this, because if it was yours, then now I know why I married you.” You said without looking at Seungyoon, as you were still in awe. “So dramatic...” He shook his head but then stopped his traits and shouted. “OH MY GOD YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!!!” You went to Seungyoon and saw a huge frame of your pre wedding photo hanged near the living room. The photo showed you and Seungyoon in a garden, looking at each other’s eyes, while smiling. Seungyoon had his hands on your waist, and yours on his neck. You felt weird seeing yourself and a guy you didn’t really know, being all romantic, but at the same time, you could see how happy and in love you were in the picture that it felt surreal. “That’s... actually beautiful.” Seungyoon commented. “Yeah...” You were still speechless. “Well, this is weird...” He said awkwardly. “So, what do you wanna do today?” “I don’t know... What do you wanna do? What’s your job anyway?” “I manage my father’s music company, I’m one of the composers and song writers for the artists... How about you?” “As far as I remember, I work part time and I never really have one consistent job, but my mom told me yesterday that I don’t work anymore because I’m a housewife now apparently...” You shrugged. “Uh, so you wanna eat?” “You cook?” You giggled. “Maybe.” He shrugged then laughed. “Mom said she bought the groceries yesterday so might as well.” “Alright then. I’ll help out!” You both then decided to cook one simple dish and watch the TV. Seungyoon was being quite the gentleman the entire time, helping you out, since you couldn’t really use your right hand. Even offered to feed you, but you refused because you didn’t know if you could handle the embarrassment. The day went on pretty normal, surprisingly, but just until it was time for bed. You noticed how the guest room’s bed was still in its wrapping. Am I that lazy? Come on past me, six months? You sighed. It would feel weird to immediately sleep together right away and you didn’t know if you could ever sleep with him beside you, at least for the time being. You unwrap the plastic cover of the bed and cleaned the dust. When you went to the main bedroom, looking for some bedsheets, Seungyoon got out from the bathroom.

“What’s that for? Mom said she already changed the bedsheets before we got here.” He said, pointing at the bedsheets in your hands. “It’s for the guest room...” “Ah... I completely forgot that...” The guy awkwardly spoke. He couldn’t even finished his sentence. “I mean, I can sleep on the sofa tonight, your hand still hurts so I don’t think you should be doing that...” “I can manage!” You said, half-lying. “No, as your husband I forbid you to do that. You should sleep here tonight.” He widened his eyes when he realized how serious he sounded. “What was that?” He laughed. “Uh, I don’t know?” You giggled. “You’re still sleeping here tonight though, okay?” He eyed you playfully. “I’ll get the guest room ready tomorrow but I think we both need some rest now. I’ll go sleep in the living room...” “But...” “No buts lady.” “I’m not the only one injured here, you have some stitches on your back, remember? You shouldn’t sleep on the sofa, it’d hurt your back.” “Then I’ll go make the bed in the guest room?” “But...” “What now?” He smiled. “I just, I kinda feel like I’m the one who should be doing that, you know? I’m the wife after all...” You bit you lips. He grinned, patting your shoulder. He then took the bedsheets from your hand. “Go to bed, don’t stay up late thinking about me, alright?” He laughed. You rolled your eyes as he laughed before waving you goodbye. ** You woke up early, as you wanted to at least try and cook something decent. Struggling with only one hand, you managed to cook the fried rice anyway. You poured out the milk carefully to the glass and wiped your sweat. You smiled proudly at the sight of your work and went to the guest room. After a few knocks, the guy who still looked sleepy, greeted you. “Whoa! What’s that smell?” His eyes widened. “You cooked something didn’t you...” “What’s wrong with that?” You said half laughing. “You should’ve woke me up! I mean...” You smiled. “Nah, it’s a pretty simple dish! Let’s just eat, okay?” After finishing the food, Seungyoon gave you a full speech of how you shouldn’t do that much of the housework, until it was time for you to move your hand like normal. Then in the afternoon, the guy went to his studio as his work called him. ** Days passed and you didn’t realized you had spent a week with your so-called husband. To be quite frank, you didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad about the experience so far. You thought Seungyoon was a very nice and sweet guy, which was a good thing, but at the same time, it had been a week and none of your memories of him had come back even the slightest bit. The doctor did tell you that you could be getting back your memories as soon as days, but there was also a possibility of not getting it back at all, which just sounded horrible. You went to the hospital for some checkups. You went to the hospital with Seungyoon, as he needed to do some checkups as well. After your checkups and physiotherapy session, they said you were healthy, but still no sign of getting your memories back. Seungyoon encouraged you to stay positive, saying how you would eventually get better and he would always support you, but it was a bit hard for you to believe it. Seeing how gloomy and sad you became after the medical checkups, Seungyoon tried to cheer you up. He tried to say some jokes and played some songs on the way back home, but it didn’t seem to be working. When you were home, you immediately excused yourself, saying you needed some rest. You were actually lying. As soon as you closed the bedroom door behind you, tears fell down from your eyes. You were scared. Sure if worse things came to happen, you could maybe divorce or something, but what about both of your parents? You couldn’t even imagine how disappointed both you and Seungyoon’s parents gonna be. Not to mention how you felt like a burden. You would not be able to move your hand for around five months, meaning you would bother Seungyoon with your disability for the same amount of time, if things didn’t get better. Suddenly, you heard a knocking sound. You got up and wiped your tears quickly, not realizing it was a bit too late to do that. “Can I come in?” “Y-Yeah!” You were horrified when you saw your reflection in the mirror, as your eyes were looking so swollen, but it was already too late. “Hey...” The guy went to sit next to you on the bed. “Hey.” You manage to say through your cracked voice. He looked at you, his face looked sad as well, but he managed to smile. “I think I should tell you...” “About what?” He took a deep breath. “I like you.” You widened your eyes in shock. “You remembered? You got your memories back??? Hold on I gotta call your mom, no— wait, you should call your parents! I—“ “Listen,” He grabbed your shoulders, making you stop. “I still don’t have my memories yet. The past week with you made me see why I married you in the first place.” “Seungyoon...” You were speechless as tears started to flow from your eyes again. “But... what if I never got my memories back? What if I never learn to return your feelings?” “Then I would still support you no matter what. Besides, it’s only been a week, unless you hated my company then...” “No! Why would I...” You sniffed. He smiled and wiped your tears, which startled you. Seeing his smile, you began to smile as well. You suddenly got a warm and fuzzy feeling that made the room feel a little bit hot to you. “How about I make you some tea to calm you down? I’ll be back in a minute.” “S-Seungyoon!” “Hmm?” “Can we... Uh, can you... D-Do you want to sleep here tonight?” Seungyoon widened his eyes for a second before his lips form a huge smile. “If you want to.” “Don’t get any weird ideas, okay? I just need a company...” You looked away, hiding your even redder face. He chuckled. “I’ll go make you some tea first then we’ll decide about that later...” “W-WHAT?” He yelled “Just kidding!” as he laughed and closed the door behind him. You sighed and threw yourself on the bed, burying your face on a pillow. Both of your future and memories were still in such a blur, but something definitely just got cleared. Something.

guys, I’ll still do some editing on this for some grammar errors and stuff, but I’m posting it just so you know I’m not dead yet 😭

i have so much work to do but i couldn’t sleep last night so i finished this :/ i hope it’s not too bland and good enough 😣

#seungyoon #winner #seungyoon scenarios #winner scenarios #mino scenarios #seunghoon scenarios #jinwoo scenarios #taehyun scenarios #seungyoon imagine #winner imagine

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dream-of-kpop · 3 years

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Yoon: *reads the tweet aloud and looks at Mino* "Bruh, you have a whole ass song called 'Fiancée' tho..."

Mino: "I didn't say I couldn't be engaged-"

hyungwonthefraud

i literally just saw this tweet, thought about it then died laughing 😭

hi to the person stealing my content :)

#source: dream-of-kpop #winner #kpop #incorrect winner quotes #incorrect kpop quotes #kpop incorrect quotes #winner incorrect quotes #winner scenarios #kpop scenarios #yg winner #kpop imagines #winner imagines #kpop reactions #winner reactions #kpop funny #winner yoon #winner mino #winner seungyoon #song minho

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kpop-scenarios · 3 years

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I'm tired of you!

° bias: Yoon

°genre: angst, fluff

° word count: 1.1k

'If you are too busy for dating, date someone who's even busier than you'. That saying can pretty much sum up your and Yoon's relationship. You worked as a painter and were always in your studio. Yoon was always writing and producing in YG. You have been together for 2 years now and your relationship was almost perfect. The only flaw to it was both of you always working. You were still very close and loved each other but can't help but want to spend more time together. Present day, you are laying on the couch watching TV. It was a Saturday, normally you would be in your stusio creating your paintings. However, you have found yourself in abnormal circumstances. 2 weeks ago you had broken your hand, so you were unable to paint. You were alone, hoping that Yoon won't be working for too long. Watching TV, reading a book, sleeping, playing with Thor, walking Thor... Time was passing but Yoon wasn't at home. You were starting to get upset and angry with him. You wanted to cuddle with him, talk about his day, watch a show, run your hands through his hair and fall asleep together. But that couldn't happen again, for the 10th time in the span of the 2 weeks you were at home. Why couldn't he just come back earlier for once? Your chest was heaving with dissatisfaction, you were cracking your knuckles, getting angrier and angrier with every moment. It was already 22 pm when you got a message. Your excitement started building up hoping you'll read a message from your boyfriend saying he's heading home. You opened your phone. 'Hi princesses! I'm sorry, I won't be back home until late. I'll probably come back at around 2am. I have a lot of work. Eat for dinner and go to sleep without me. Love you ❤ '. You almost threw your phone. You rested your head on the sofa. You understood perfectly the importance of his work and usually didn't react that way. Now was a time that you just needed him. You felt lonely, left behind, as if you weren't important ti him. Usually you never shared such emotions with him, you didn't want to put such a burden on him. But now it was different. You were fed up with his shit and for once you wanted to tell him. The time started moving slowly again as you were repeating the same actions you had done the whole day. You looked at your phone - 2:28. That's when you heard footsteps. After a few moments a key started scratching the door knob and ir opened. Thor ran, wiggling his little tail to greet his human. You heard Yoon talking to the small poodle lovignly. After that he came in and looked at you surprised.

- Hi love! - he smiled and started approaching him. - I told you to go to sleep, why are you awake?

He sat down next to you and leaned forward to kiss your cheek. You pushed him and got away from him without looking at him.

- W-what? - he said. You could feel the worry in his voice. - What happened?

- You tell me, Seungyoon. - you said coldly.

You never call him by his full name, that increased his worry.

- Did I do something wrong? - he tried hard to keep his cool, he was so nervous.

- What?!? Did you? Look at the clock!

- I was working sweetheart, you know that.

- I know it but I am tired of waiting for you to come back from work! I'm dating you because I love you and want to be around you. If I wanted to stay alone I wouldn't be in this relationship.

- I'm s-sorry, I didn't know you felt that way.

You got up.

- At this point I feel like I'm the last in your priority list! Do you even care about me?

- Of course I do! You are the reason for my happiness, you are very important to me!

- Doesn't seem so... I - you stopped for a second to calm down a bit. - I start to feel like you're just like the other people in my life: You are there for some time, you seem like a gift from God, then after some time you distance yourself from me and cut ties. - you started stuttering, anger and sorrow forming in your throat, tears rolled down your cheeks - You were the only proof that someone cares about me, now I start to feel how that disappears slowly.

You stopped, breathing in while trying to calm down. Yoon looked at you shocked. He sat there for a moment, then got up.

- My princess, I'm so so so so sorry. I never intended to make you feel this way. I deeply care about you and you are the person I love the most. - he hugged you - I promise, I'll be here for you until we are gray and old. I'll never leave you, my love.

He kissed your forehead and looked lovingly in your eyes.

- I'm sorry again. Come with me, let me make up to you.

He pulled your hand and you followed him. He took you to the bedroom, picked you up and put you carefully on the bed. He tucked you under the blanket, exited the room and came back with Thor. He put the little dog in your lap, after which he layed next to you. He trailed soft kisses on your cheeks, jawline, eyes, forehead, nose and neck.

- I love so so much my little angel. - he kept saying sweet things in between kisses.

All of your previous emotions disappeared. Your chest was filled with love and adoration for the man next to you. You were caressing Thor with one hand and with the other you were holding Yoon's hand.

- I love you, Yoon. I'm sorry for my reaction earlier. - you said looking him in the eyes. His look softened even more than before. He gently caressed your cheek and whispered in you ear: It's ok my baby. You were completely right. He placed his hand on your head around your ear and pulled you to his chest. He pulled the blanked and covered you entirely and wrapped his other hand around your waist. You felt his comforting warmth and his periodical kisses on your head. It was pure paradise. You loved him so so much, you couldn't even describe it. You closed your eyes and fell into a deep slumber, being the happiest you have ever been.

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When You Take Him Bra Shopping ~ Winner Reaction

Jinwoo:

A shrug of the shoulders came from Jinwoo as you held up one of the bras that you had spotted to get his opinion on it.

“What do you reckon to this one? With the lace?” You enquired, a wide smile on your face.

“Y-yeah…good,” Jinwoo stuttered, nodding his head back across at you as his eyes looked all over the place.

“You’re not enjoying this, are you?”

The look on Jinwoo’s face gave you the answer that you needed to know exactly how he was feeling. “I just don’t really know what to do, am I allowed to look? Am I allowed to tell you what I think about these?”

“Just do whatever you want to do Jinwoo, no one cares that you’re here with me.”

“It feels like they do,” he confessed in reply.

Your head shook as you took a hold of Jinwoo’s hand, “just stay by me and then you don’t need to worry anymore.”

“Can you hurry up a little bit?” Jinwoo whispered into your ear, letting go of the shiest of giggles as he did so too.

“Of course, I’ll just get this one I think.”

Seunghoon:

A chuckle escaped as you watched Seunghoon pick up several bras, almost too many for him to be able to hold onto in his hands.

“What are you going to do with all of these?” You challenged with a smirk on your face.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to buy them all,” Seunghoon informed you as if the answer was staring back at you.

“I told you I was buying just one.”

Seunghoon nodded in agreement back across at you as he continued to hold onto the bras. “You said that you were buying one, I didn’t tell you how many bras I’d be buying whilst we were here together, did I?”

“You’re not seriously going to buy all of those bras for me, are you? It’ll cost a fortune.”

“I’m buying them for me,” Seunghoon sniggered.

You struggled to find the words as you stared blankly across at him. “What makes you think I’m going to wear them?”

“They’re a gift from me to you, you can’t just leave them in your wardrobe,” Seunghoon pouted, “they need use.”

“There’s far too many there for me.”

Mino:

The corners of his mouth were something that captured your attention straight away as you moved Minho slightly out of the way.

“You can say no, but I can tell you’re enjoying yourself,” you whispered close to his ear.

“Me? I’m not enjoying myself,” Minho quickly defended, trying his best to regain his composure and mask his smile.

“You’re too happy to lie to me.”

Minho took a step back as he watched you, letting go of a chuckle soon after as he realised how obvious he was. “How do you expect me not to smile when I’m around this many bras and thinking of you.”

“Are you thinking of me or just thinking of how I’d look in each of these bras right now?”

“It’s almost the same thing,” Minho protested.

Your head shook as you took one off of the rails, “maybe next time I’ll have to come bra shopping all by myself.”

“No way,” Minho chimed, “you can’t tease me by bringing me bra shopping then threaten to take it away from me.”

“Then stop smiling so much watching me.”

Seungyoon:

You couldn’t help but laugh as you noticed Seungyoon hovering behind you as soon as you started to walk down the aisle of bras.

“Are you just going to stand there?” You jokingly asked him, beckoning him towards you.

“Do we have to shop for these today?” Seungyoon asked you, “can’t you shop for a new bra when I’m not with you.”

“I’ll be quick, it’s no big deal really.”

As he began to walk towards you, Seungyoon felt as if everyone’s eyes were looking in his direction. “This sort of place should be a man free zone, I mean you don’t really need me here to help you decide, right?”

“You’re the one that’s going to see me in it, I just want your opinion to help me out.”

“I like all of them,” Seungyoon quickly told you.

Your eyes rolled as he pointed to a random bra, “that’s not helpful Yoon, we can’t get out of here if you don’t help me out.”

“You know I like you in anything,” he assured you, “and I’ll like you in it even more if you hurry and pick it so we can leave.”

“I’ll only be a couple of minutes, honest.”

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bloodsweatandcum-blog1 · 7 years

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Sleeping With the Enemy Ch.2

Genre: Realistic Fiction + Kinda Fluffy heehee

Word Count: ~1K

Characters: Kang Seungyoon (Winner), Corporate Bad Ass Reader :)

Summary: You’re a young and successful CFO in a very well known company and Seungyoon is your new secretary, but there’s something you don’t know about him.

A/N: I’m trying to make my writing a little more concise, or at least shorter cuz I have noticed they are very long. Also that gif has pretty much no relation to this fic but I saw it and immediately screamed so I figured I’d put it up there.

“Hi,” a raspy voice whispered into your ear. Flickering your eyes open, you were shocked to see that your secretary was really in bed next to you, that last night hadn’t been yet another dream.

“Seungyoon?” You checked if your eyes were deceiving you.

“I liked what you called me last night better,” he stroked the side of your face, a sly smile creeping onto his lips. You raised your tired eyebrows in confusion, although you knew exactly what he was hinting at. “Oh, you remember,” he responded as he rolled his eyes. “Maybe this’ll jog your memory,” he said, climbing on top of you, pressing his hands into the mattress on either side of your shoulders. He lowered himself so your noses brushed against each other. The closeness brought back all your slightly drunken memories from the night before.

“BANG BANG BANG,” your alarm clock screamed at you, jolting you out of the moment. The man on top of you laughed.

“Big Bang? Really?”

“Hey, it gets me up in the morning,” you replied, pushing him off of you and making your way to the closet.

“Ok, second question. Who sets an alarm on a Saturday? You don’t work weekends too right?” He laid above the sheets, never taking his eyes off of you.

“Well, it is later than normal… and also I have a lot to do,” you replied. “And technically, it’s not work. I’m going to play golf with some potential clients and a few other executives from JYPE.” You could feel Seungyoon’s eyes baring into your naked back as you slipped khaki’s over your legs, but you didn’t dare turn around. Guilt built up inside of you at the thought of leaving him alone the day after you slept together. Especially since he worked for you. So many things about this situation were wrong, and most of them were your fault.

After pulling a shirt on, in no hurry, you finally turned to face your transgression. You sat on the edge of the bed and leant down to tie up your shoes, mostly so you could avoid making eye contact.

“You’re welcome to stay here until I get back. The fridge isn’t exactly full… but I have a delivery service that knows me pretty well,” you looked at him now, only to see him playing with the edge of his boxers, avoiding eye contact with you. You let out a heavy breath. “Look, I’m sorry. It’s just how my life is. I really shouldn’t have taken advantage of you like that, we’re profess” -your words were cut off by warm lips, pressing against mouth. The pressure on your mouth relieved that which lied in your shoulders.

“Y/N,” he pulled away ever so slightly, causing you to panic internally. Your eyes flew open as you looked desperately into his. “It’s fine. I get it,” he smiled and leaned in for another kiss.

The whole time you were at not-work, you couldn’t get images of Seungyoon out of your head. His sweet smile, the way he looked at you when you woke up, the feeling of his lips on yours, the feeling of his body. You wanted to be with him in this moment, not playing a stupid game of golf with a bunch of old men who you had to fight to get a word in with. “Miss Y/L/N, I believe if you make this put you’ll have beaten our client Mr. Douglass’s all-time record,” your boss mumbled to you through gritted teeth, and you got the hint. Business is a game, and you had to play it. You shook your head, trying to get yourself out of the haze your secretary had put you in, and did your best to miss that shot.

You didn’t even notice how eerily silent your apartment was when you finally got home. Apparently golf meant that you’d have to spend an entire day trapped in a country club afterwards, and while the men went off into the sauna, you got to schmooze with the wives, very few of whom shared any common interests with you. You never quite fit in with other women, but it irritated you that the men flat out excluded you. How hard would it have been to pick something that wouldn’t require any nudity? You kicked off your shoes and flopped onto the couch. People were just going to have to get used to you. Hopefully it would happen sooner rather than later. You let your head fall backwards and propped your feet up onto the ottoman. For a few minutes, you thought you’d fall asleep like that, as you had many times before.

Sleep almost overcame you, when the realization that you left Seungyoon in your house alone for over 12 hours without contacting him. “Could he still be here?” you wondered, “There’s no way.” You ran up to your bedroom, only to find the bed made, and his clothes gone from the floor. You knocked on the bathroom door, just to make sure, and received no answer. “Shit,” you thought out loud this time.

“SEUNGYOON?”

Silence.

“SHIT.” You wasted no time trying to figure out what happened, clearly he got frustrated and left. You didn’t even have the decency to tell him you were going to be late, you just forgot. You left him stranded in place that he wasn’t familiar with. What’s worse is that he worked directly under you. What if he quit because of this? What would that mean for you? For him?

You: Hey, did you go home?

You stared at the message you sent as the loading bar filled at the top of your screen. What did it matter if he went home, he clearly wasn’t here. It was a Saturday so it was plausible that he’d have other plans. You probably weren’t the only woman in his life, especially since he was so handsome. You sighed, and put your phone down. Tonight, your glass of wine would have to accompany you, just like always.

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